#if there's mistakes i will care about them ✨tomorrow✨

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Shots

Summary: Gojo refused to buy you a drink because he didn't want to take care of yourself while you're drunk, there is a certain dark-haired man that's willing to take care of you in multiple ways.

Pairing: Gojo Satoru x AFAB!Reader x Geto Suguru

Warnings: alcohol consumption, fingering, smut, language, unprotected, creampies, spicy dirty dancing

Word Count: 3,509

A/N: Your wish is my command Nonnie! ✨ (I'm working on one where the boys take care of a wasted reader its so cute 🥹)

The music was blaring, and lights flashed, illuminating the faces of strangers and people Gojo knew. He sighed, leaning against the wall, his dark, round sunglasses reflecting the multicolored lights as he watched you dancing in the center of the floor. The skin-tight black dress you wore hugged your beautiful body's curves. You were losing yourself in the music, eyes shut as you held your hands above your head, shaking your hips to the beat.

He would love to be out there with you, but you were slightly (definitely) irritated with him. All because he wouldn't let you order another shot, a shot that would turn your lovely buzz into a drunken night, that would involve you crying over otters, begging for chicken nuggets, and most likely end with him holding your hair and rubbing your back while you threw up.

So yeah, was he being a little selfish? Yes. But there was only so much he would learn about otters.

If Suguru were here, it would be a different story. Suguru was a pro at handling you when you were tipsy. He’d pull up otter videos for you to watch, feed you nuggets, and by some miracle, you never threw up with him! Then he would have gladly bought you that shot you were longing for.

But Suguru was on a mission and wouldn’t be home until tomorrow, so you’d have to be angry with him.

While grumbling and pouting, he never noticed the tall figure making their way across the dance floor to you. You swayed your hips, humming happily as the bass vibrated through you; the only thing that would make this better would be the extra shot you’d so prettily begged for. But Satoru was too inexperienced to handle drunk people to cave in. You could have bought yourself your drink, but he insisted you leave your wallet at home, a mistake you’d never make again.

In your attempts not to sulk, you never noticed the stranger behind you until two large hands found their way home on your hips. Your eyes focused on Gojo, still across the club, arms crossed over his chest as he pouted. So, the person holding you was not your boyfriend.

Your fight or flight kicked in, and you were a second away from whirling around to smack them when the unmistakable smell of earthy musk and mint flooded your senses. All the anger melted as the hands gripping your hips squeezed you, massaging the flesh before their hips pressed flush against the fat of your ass. A soft moan passed through your slightly parted lips as you rocked back against him.

“Damn, Princess, you got such a beautiful body.” His smooth voice whispered against your ear. “Your boyfriend sure is lucky.”

“Mhmm, yeah~ they are.”

The man chuckled, rolling his hips harder against you, causing warmth to flood between your legs. “They certainly are.” Those lips that so deliciously teased your ear moved further down, trailing over your neck as his strong hand squeezed your hips tighter. “Would you mind if I danced with you, took you home, and destroyed your pretty pussy as if I hadn’t seen you in two weeks?” those familiar hands slowly began trailing lower towards the hem of your dress, and with each inch, they ventured further down, the more sensitive skin became. So what do you say, princess? That pet name was the last place you needed

“Buy me a shot, and I’ll let you have your way with me.”

At this point, Gojo looked away, taking a second to check his phone, but within that second, you managed to slip away back to the bar. When your boyfriend looked up, finding you missing from the dance floor, he felt panic swell in his chest as his eyes frantically searched for you. You weren’t on the dance floor, so that had to mean you were either stumbling in search of the bathroom or adding that extra shot to his open tab

But out of those options, only one sounded like something a buzzed and slightly pissed off you would do.

Bolted through the crowd, clenching his teeth so hard as he hurried for the bar. Just as he pushed past a rowdy group of drunk girls, he saw the back of your head being thrown back as you took a shot, followed by another, and just to make matters worse; he watched a hand that didn’t belong to him wrapping around your waist, pulling you towards tall figure

His protective instinct kicked in; someone was using the fact that you were buzzed to touch you. Gojo hoped this stranger had no regrets because he was seconds away from committing a felony. Thanks to his long legs, he closed the distance between you and a couple of steps, his hands gripping the stranger's, pulling it promptly off your hip.

“I’m going to assume you like having a hand, and if you want to keep this hand, I’d suggest getting the fuck off my girlfriend.”

“Satoru,” the voice purred, “Last time I checked, she’s my girlfriend, too.”

“Suguru?!”

Now that Gojo was closer and the lights weren't flashing as much, he could make out his best friend's face. Suguru looked down at him, eyeing his best friend before a snarky smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth. The shock on Gojo’s face was comical, leaving you giggling as you hugged Suguru’s arm. Those dark eyes never left Gojo’s cerulean blue; a dark-haired man lifted a third shot glass off the counter.

“I thought you said you would care for our Princess while I was gone.”

“I have been taking care of her.”

You shook your head with a pout, hugging Suguru tighter. “He wouldn't buy me another shot!” the dark-haired man’s face contorted with confusion and shock.

“Satoru, I clearly remember you telling her you would give her anything she wanted.”

Gojo ran a hand down his face. “Suguru, you know I have no experience taking care of drunk people!” he eyed you, seeing the glassy look in your eyes as Sugueu pulled you tighter against him. “I was trying to keep her buzzed.”

“Sounds like a lot of excuses to me.”

“Ya’ know what stop with the attitude.” Satoru sighed, watching Suguru chuckle. “Oh yeah, laugh it up! Because I'm not going to be the one taking care of her drunk ass tonight! That's all on you!”

Hearing those words left Suguru slightly stunned as he stared at the dark lenses of Satoru’s glasses. While he couldn't see the frustration in his eyes, he could read it in his body language—from the way he tapped his foot aggressively on the floor to how he crossed his arms over his chest. It was abundantly clear that Gojo did not look forward to having to take care of you when you were tipsy.

Something Suguru was going to make sure he regretted.

“So you aren't going to help me take care of her?”

“Nope! This is all on you since you want to get her wasted, giving her shot after shot.”

“You sure about that?”

“Posi-fuckin-lutely!”

Suguru hummed and grabbed your face with one hand, his fingers gently squeezing you, forcing you to look up. “Hear, that Princess?” Your lips slightly parted as he brought the glass full of clear liquid to your mouth. The cold glass chilled your heated skin. As Suguru licked his lips, his eyes darkened with lust, as did the look on your face. “You’re all mine tonight.” In a swift movement, Suguru tilted your head back, pouring the glass contents into your mouth, and you quickly swallowed.

With the contents of the glass down your throat, Suguru pulled the glass away and smirked, turning his attention towards Satoru while his angry demeanor seemed to have melted away. You relished in the way the white eyebrows knitted together at the nearly erotic sight of Suguru helping you with the shot and the words his best friend had said. Gojo was suddenly beginning to wonder what Suguru had planned for your drunken state, but the mischievous look as he gently patted your cheek and offered you another drink made his pats feel a bit too tight.

Which was a ridiculous reaction! You were intoxicated, and the two meant would most likely be dragging you out here soon. But much to his surprise, when your feet finally started to ache, you were coherent and fine, walking out holding Suguru’s hand. Hell, your eyes were met nearly as glass when you all loaded into Satoru’s car, and he started driving. There was no conversing of otters, tears, or pleads for him to pull over so you could throw up.

Nope, it was nothing like that of the sorts.

Instead, soft moans and sharp breath intakes resonated from the back seat. That’s when he realized he might have made a colossal mistake. That thought became a reality when you three returned to the house, where Suguru had you over his shoulder, dragging you to the bedroom, and the second Gojo locked the front door.

“Hey!” He shouted, kicking his shoes off and rushing after you both to the bedroom. “Wait for me!”

“Sorry T-Toru!” You cried out as Suguru threw you on the bed, climbing over you. “You said you weren’t going to take care of me, remember~?”

“Y-Yeah, drunk you!”

Suguru hummed, looking over at Gojo, who stood in the doorway; his jaw dropped as he watched clothes being degraded and hands fisting in hair. “Oooh~ yeah~ she’s buzzed, but I wasn’t getting her drunk. Someone just assumed that I was doing that.” When your tits bounced free, and Suguru undid the button to his jeans, pushing them down far enough to free his aching cock, Satoru just stared at you both completely flabbergasted.

“B-But I was watching you force her to take more shots!”

“Of water.”

“Huh?”

“I was giving her shots of water.”

Your legs were forced apart, and Satoru watched as Suguru’s fingers hooked under your thong, pulling the flimsy fabric to the side. “Water?” He asked, too stunned to honestly believe he was telling the truth. “You were making her take shots of water?” A wet, squelching sound flooded the room as your back arched off the bed with a soft gasp.

“Of course, it was water.” Suguru held one hand between your thighs, fingering you as the other came down next to your head, caging you underneath him as Gojo watched his best friend roll his finger fuck you. “Why do you think I have such an easy time taking cause of her when she’s been drinking? I always make sure she stays hydrated.”

“T-That’s not fair!”

“Not my fault you didn’t ask what she was drinking or what we were doing,” Suguru said nonchalantly as he pulled his fingers out, replacing them with his cock.

“Ahh!!”

“O-Oh fuck—” Satoru lost his concentration for a second before shaking his head. “Still not fair. You could have been honest with me!”

Your nails dug into Suguru’s back as you bucked your hips up against him. “Mhmm—fuck Suguru!” You cried out as he set a slow pace, his hand gripping your sides, slowly fucking into you, making the most of the time he’d been away.

Gojo pouted like a spoiled child making his way to the recliner facing the bed, his fist resting on his chin as he watched Geto slowly fucking you into the mattress. He could have gone about things differently this evening, but there was something kind of sexy about watching you both fuck while he sat off to the side. He didn’t need to put in a lot of effort; he was just way there, watching his best friend fuck you roughly as he stroked his cock through his pants.

God, it was so sexy watching you moan, how your legs shook as Suguru lazily fucked you into the mattress. It was erotic, toe-curling, and it made his hand grope his cock firmly through his pants. Watching you stare into Suguru’s dark eyes with pure lust was intoxicating, and the way Suguru stared back at you left his head spinning. Satoru loved being between you and involved in making you feel good.

But this was something different, something new, and Satoru liked it.

“S-Sugu~! You cried out as he grabbed both your legs, placing them over his shoulders as he fucked you like a flashlight. “Ah!! Fuck! Fuuuck!”

“Yeah~ does that feel good, Princess~?” He snarled dark iris’ focusing on Satoru, who had his pants tugged down, his cock throbbing as he jerked himself off. “Don’t tell me Satoru was neglecting you, sweet girl.”

Satoru watched as your dress was completely tugged off, along with Suguru’s shirt, his hand moving up and down his shaft faster. “I t-took good care of her—nngh.” Suguru scoffed, the muscles in his ass clenching as he pulled out of you before shoving his entire length back in.

“Is that so?”

“Yeah, it is.”

Your gasp drew both men’s attention back to you. Your eyes were rolling back with each deep thrust. "O-Oh fuck—Suguru!”

"That's right," Suguru growled out, pressing kisses along your bare breasts. “moan out my name." He smiled up at Gojo before taking one of your nipples into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it. "Mhmm, fuck, you taste so sweet, Princess.”

“Ooh god,” Gojo watched as your eyes fluttered while Suguru reached down, rubbing teasing circles around your clit. Satoru knew he could please and satisfy your needs, but your body language told him you longed for Suguru. "O-Oh, fuck god, I missed your cock so bad!”

Satoru knew you loved them equally, even though he knew it wouldn’t stop him from teasing you. “Well shit—“ he moaned out, stroking his cock faster. “Way to make a guy feel like Chopliver.” He said with faux sorrow, causing your eyes to dart in his direction.

“Toru—” you whimpered, biting your lip as tears prick your eyes. "Toru honey, I-I'm sorry, I-didn’t m-mea—fuuuuck!" Your head rolled back, your eyes leaving Satoru’s.

"Such a slut for Suguru; you can’t even look at me," Satoru said while twisting his wrist along the base of his cock. "Come on, Suguru, you gotta make up for missed time, and I’m not in there with you two. Come on fuck her harder, fuck her to the point the bed almost breaks."

"Satoru—come on now."

"It wasn't a fuckin question, Suguru. I’m being serious." Satoru stroked his cock faster, growling. "If she wants to be fucked by you so bad, fuck her into next week."

For the first time all evening, Suguru looked slightly flustered. He hadn’t anticipated Satoru to get so into watching you both. If anything, he thought he’d be bitching and crying about wanting to join in within the first two minutes. But he had surprised you both as he happily leaned back in his chair, jerking off and enjoying the show. And if it was a show he wanted, it was a show he would get. Suguru took a deep breath before he slammed into you, sending your back arching off the mattress with a gasp.

“There we go~ haaah, much better!” Your head lolled to the side, eyes focusing on Satoru as he stroked his leaking cock. “Hey, pretty girl, like what you see?”

“Yeah~ your cock is so pretty, Toru, I-I nngh I wa—aah!”

Suguru grabbed your chin, forcing you to look at him. "Princess, remember he didn’t want to care for you?" Suguru asked, kissing you softly. "I'm the one fucking you right now. Not Satoru but me." he snarled against your ear.

"Awww is someone doubting their skills?" There was a cocky tone to his voice as he looked at you. "You can look at me; don’t let Suguru tell you what to do.”

He held to cock in his hand, slowly stroking it as Suguru glared back. "Sure, you can look, but don’t forget who's making you feel good.” Satoru watched as his best friend shoved two fingers in your mouth. "So focus on me, good girl." Hearing Suguru talk like that had Suguru stroking his cock faster with a groan.

“M-mmmhm!” You gasped as Geto shoved his fingers into her mouth. You moaned, your tongue twirled around his fingers, looking up at him with half-lidded eyes. You looked drunk off pleasure, and it was a look both Satoru and Suguru found themselves lost in.

"God, look at her. Seriously sucking my fingers down like a slut." Suguru whispered as he promptly pulled them out of your mouth with a pop. "She’s such a good girl, isn’t she, Satoru?” He continued thrusting in and out of you, using his saliva-slick fingers to rub circles around your nipples.

"Fuck yeah, she is; you gonna make her cum hard?” Gojo said, watching as Suguru’s thrusts became harder and deeper, his hips moving faster and faster, slamming against your g-spot with every thrust.

"Yeah," Suguru whispered against your lips. "I’m going to make her squirt harder than you." He ran his fingers that were teasing your breasts up to your throat, wrapping his hand around your neck.

"Oh, you wish!”

"Such a good girl; scream my name when you soak the sheets, okay.” Suguru purred in your ear, his eyes with the lust coursing through his veins.

Satoru watched, eyes focused on you as you arched your back off the bed as you came. You squirted hard, doing exactly what Suguru told you to do. “Suguru!!” You screamed out, eyes rolling back as you soaked Suguru, your walls clamping down on him as he froze above you, hands gripping the sheets, holding them tight as he came with you flooding your insides full of cum.

Watching both his partners freeze up, losing yourselves in orgasmic bliss, that sight in itself was more than enough to send Satoru over the edge with you both. He squeezed his shaft as he threw his head back, ropes of cum coating his chest as he watched you and Suguru exchange a deep passionate kiss. It made him smile lazily as he slumped back against the recliner, shutting his eyes.

You broke the kiss with Suguru, panting heavily as you glanced at Satoru, who was relaxing against the chair. He looked flushed and peaceful, a little too peaceful for your liking. You smirked as you turned Suguru’s head towards the side.

“Satoru~” you purred, drawing the attention of his cerulean gaze towards you. “I’ve decided you might not want to take care of me, but I want to take care of you.”

Satoru swallowed hard, sitting up with a grin. “Ooh, you’re going to take care of me?” Geto eyed you skeptically for a second before he saw that glimmer in your eyes, a glimmer with the promos of mischief.

“Hmm, I wouldn’t say take care of is the right phrase—maybe play with you is a better term.”

“Play with me in a sexy way, right?” Silence. “R-Right?”

Suguru slowly pulled out of you and sat back, patting the bed. “Come on, Satoru~ join us on the bed.” Gojo swallowed hard, not like the way things were playing out.

“I-I uhm, I think I’m okay right here.”

“Oh, don’t be like that! Come on, join in the fun. I’m not going to bite you.”

Reluctantly, Satoru stood up and walked towards the bed. When he pressed his knees into the mattress, he realized joining the two of you had been a mistake. He didn’t have his infinity up, giving you the chance to pull him onto before rolling so he was beneath you. Gojo just stared up at you as you began moving your hips teasingly over his cock.

“I may not be biting you tonight, but I am going to milk you until you cry.”

Geto shifted himself behind you, grinding his cock over your ass while resting his chin on your shoulder to look down at Satoru. “I, however, made no such promise about not biting.” He grinned, running his tongue over his teeth.

Gojo swallowed hard as you pinned his arms above his head. He wasn’t sure what was worse—taking care of you drunk when you cutely cried over otters. Or having both his partners making him cum so many times he thought he was going to die. He should have just bought you that shot.

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Things I Have to do for My Sanity

1. Wake up at the first alarm - no snoozing and no going lying around in bed. Getting up straight away and head to the bathroom. It’s going to suck initially but you’ll get used to it in a few days.

2. Mental self care: 30 minute meditation, brain games mental math, reading, news. Knowledge is sexy and don’t deny yourself sexiness.

3. Daily review in my diary at the beginning and end of my day: what went well, what didn’t, what I need to accomplish to achieve my goals. This has tremendously helped my goals and keeping my motivation more consistent, especially at work. Analysing and correcting incremental changes creates long term success.

4. Cleaning up before bed - clothes, shoes, organising my bag, etc. I set a timer for 5 minutes and try to get as much done as possible.

5. Pick out my clothes the night before and steam iron them for the next day.

6. Face masks twice a week, a hair mask once a week, I scrub the soles of my feet with that foot scrubbing thingy once a week. Manicures every month because my nail beds are too sensitive to do it biweekly, iron supplements so that I’m not a moody bitch. Matching underwear to feel good about myself. Lavender spray on my pillow before sleeping so that I don’t get weird dreams.

7. Reading biographies and autobiographies. My mentor had suggested this to me and it’s amazing how literally I don’t have a single original experience - everything I’ve felt or mistakes I’ve made have already been done by someone else.

I’m going to curate a list of business books that I feel that have helped me the most recently.

8. I write a short essay everyday in the language I’m currently learning. I also end my day by talking about my day for at least 2 minutes in that language and I record it in voice memos to keep a track of my progress. I want to be fluent to a level where I can think in this language.

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I don’t generally share a lot about my personal life - none of you know my name or where I’m based and I feel comfortable doing that. But I do want to start giving out more insights to what I’m doing personally in my career - the good, the bad, the ugly.

Being self aware and honest to myself has helped me improve a lot. I know that shame is my Achilles heel, so now I’m reading books to combat that. I’ve caved in and decided to try therapy for a bit to see if what I’m doing is useful or not. My first session is tomorrow. Staying disciplined was my initial hurdle but the systems I’ve set (waking up early + habit stacking) have helped me slowly overcome that.

Work side, I’ve started establishing myself publicly more. I don’t want to reveal too much about what I do exactly but the good news is that our biggest competitor has noticed my progress (a former employee of that company came to us for an interview and directly asked our top management about me). It’s been 4 months that I’ve been working here but I know that next year I really have to swing the bat and hit a home run. I’ve decided to work on the field more and less in the office to really understand people’s needs and create unique solutions.

The daily/weekly/quarterly diary is definitely credited to my recent wins. That’s the biggest change I’ve made in my routine and i can already see that it’s working well. I’m going to continue refining and implementing that method.

Recent work methods I’ve decided to start working on (I’m not required to do these but I do it for my growth):

1. I’ve started studying popular companies’ business and revenue models in detail. Everything is adoptable and adaptable, you just have to figure out how to tweak something for your company’s clients and needs. Now I’ve decided that I want to keep a track of our competitors, their business models, their owners names, pricing strategy, their target audience etc etc on an excel sheet so that I’m aware with what’s happening in the market. 

2. I’ve started making client profiles. Every time I meet a client, I note down their name, the company name, what they were like, anything specific they seemed to like or want, how much they had paid us for a service, what their paying capacity could be, etc. 

[silkythewriter]

General dating headcanons for Sundrop, Moondrop, Glamrock Freddy, Glamrock Bonnie, and Glamrock Foxy?

General dating headcanons for Sundrop, Moondrop, Glamrock Freddy, Glamrock Bonnie, and Glamrock Foxy!

Summary: General dating headcanons for Sundrop, Moondrop, Glamrock Freddy, Glamrock Bonnie, and Glamrock Foxy!

Small warning!: sorry for any spelling/ grammar mistakes and if their OOC!

Small note!: I don’t know much about glamrock bonnie and foxy but I’ll try! <3

Fandom!: FNAF!

Daily song suggestion!:

✨🐻Glamrock Freddy!🎸✨

I feel like he is one of those golden retrievers boyfriend’s I mean he checks out all the needed traits, extroverted ✅, enjoys being touched✅, etc!

He’s also a big romantic like taking you on dates about the pizzaplex! And getting you into V.I.P rooms aswell as items and snacks!

Vanessa once caught him trying to sneak you into the V.I.P sections by getting you a V.I.P pass she scolded him but even if he was shameful he would re try tomorrow while being more careful cause he’s not just gonna leave you in the dust

Definitely let’s you keep some of the plushies he has In his room! Whatever is his is now yours!

He loves carrying you around or just picking you up regardless of your weight or hight! But he will stop if you ask him too! Trust me he wouldn’t mind at least if your comfortable:*)!

He has a hidden box of snacks and other things you need in his room for whenever you visit!

He loves playing hide and seek with you, even if he’s bad at it due to he’s size it’s still fun! But one time you crept up on him from behind and scared the living shit outta him needless to say he always checks behind him every once in a while💀

Sometimes you guys cuddle on his couch in his room! ( of course when the curtains are closed) he usually has you laying on him due to the limited space of the small couch (one of his leg’s is probably off the couch tbh) and his arms rapped around you

Ima be honest this guy gives off thigh lover small, medium, or large doesn’t matter! He just likes laying his head down on your lap while he’s on break!

I don’t think he would flirt much, I feel like he’s more physical affection! He will praise you though or just say random “I love you” through out the day!

I feel like he would use cute Nick names like superstar, darling,sweetheart,and angel! and if you give him one? He’s probably gonna ask for you to repeat it

I feel like he would use cute Nick names like superstar, darling,sweetheart,and angel! and if you give him one? He’s probably gonna ask for you to repeat it

Over all just a sweetheart! He would do almost anything for you! He’s a bit soft so please go easy one him but other then that he’s a dream to be with <3

✨🎭Sundrop!💛✨

He loves making little home made gifts! Or just gets the kids together in the day care to make you something!

He doesn’t like you around moon so when the kids go to take a nap ( assuming your a guard) he’ll rush you out of the room and ask for another person just in case

Loves to play mini games with you! Whatever you want he’ll play!

He can’t really leave the daycare so you guys mostly hang out there but on some rare occasions he can sneak out! But he isn’t the best at doing it cause if the bells on his clothes

Even if your not a kid person ( you don’t like kids) that’s fine! You can hang out off to the side as he takes care of them once he’s done though he’ll spend most of his time with you!

I feel like he would scare you by accident like you can just be chilling making sure the kids don’t hurt themselves and sun would just appear behind you and start talking outta no where and scare the living shit outta you 💀

Sense his face is made out of plastic/metal he can’t really kiss you but he’d hug you a lot! This man can’t even keep his hands off you when he sees you- you two are always holding hands or he’s side hugging you! Or really anything

He has cute nicknames for you like Freddy! He mostly calls you sunshine or just your name!

Sometimes he likes to surprise hug you and doesn’t let go like not even a bit 💀 he’s really clingy so keep that in mind!

You gotta save him from eating to much glitter glue-

Overall more on the clingy side so I hope that doesn’t bother you- also he’s very energetic so good luck 

✨🌑Moondrop💙✨

The complete opposite of sun to be honest

He takes a bit to get use to touching you like cuddling and stuff so please be patient with him :(

He likes scaring you on purpose by flying in the air and landing loudly next to you ( if the kids aren’t there ofc 💀)

I feel like he’s a bit protective of you even if your fine- like there’s a spider on the wall and he already has his fist up in boxing potion 💀

He actually really appreciates if you help him put the kids to sleep cause it’s a bit less work for him

Sometimes he gets annoyed how sun gets to be out more then him cause it’s less time with you

Once he gets used to physical affection he’ll start holding your hand and pulling you around the day care as you guys just chilled and talked!

He gets really flustered if you smother his face with kisses- oml- man is overheating you can hear the fan dying

Sometimes he likes flying over to you on his little roof machine ( idk what to call it the thing that extends him into the air) and pick you up randomly 💀

Sometimes he gets sun to watch over you while he’s one shift, as much as he hates the thought if it he wants to make sure your okay!

Overall hes not the best at showing his love but he try’s, once you learn the pattern of his love you’ll understand!

✨💜Glamrock Bonnie 🐇✨

Please touch his ears-

Loves when you pepper his face in kisses! He does that little thing with his feet where he like bangs them against the ground-

I feel like he would love if you played with his ears! Like you sitting on his lap and he’s just bending his head down so you can play with his ears-

He’s love to teach you how to play guitar! I feel like he’s very patient at least with you so don’t worry!

He loves holding your hand while walking you around the place and talking away! He’s quite a talker so R.I.P your ears

He snatches some plushies from the gift counter and gifts them to you without anyone knowing. And to be honest he doesn’t care much if he gets caught

Loves having double dates with you and Freddy’s S/O it fun! But sometimes he’d just rather be alone with you

Sometimes his fans get in the way- like you two would be hanging out and a group of teens would come up randomly telling him how much they love him- like of course you don’t mind! And he doesn’t either!… at least that what he thinks 💀 he gets a bit annoyed but masks it very well!

I feel like he knows magic tricks ( personal HC) so he would definitely show it off to you! Like making a coin appear from behind your ear, or something else! He loves seeing your stunned face! It’s adorable to him he can’t help it!

I feel like he doesn’t really get jealous but when he does he gets whiny or just pulls you out of whatever convoluted you were in-

Overall a pretty cute but stubborn boyfriend he can be a handful sometimes but I feel like that’s one of his charms then flaws

✨🦊Glamrock foxy🏴‍☠️✨

He absolutely LOVES telling you random stories of his! He loves it more when you guys are just alone so no one can interrupt

When ever you hug him or you guys cuddle you can feel his tail wag- it’s absolutely adorable but he pretends it’s not there or just doesn’t notice it happen

Whenever he sees you he goes running to you in full speed getting ready to pounce on you💀 he just can’t help himself he loves you a lot!

I feel like he has a pirate hat hidden somewhere just for you with his signature on it! He loves seeing you wear it, it makes him fall more in love with you to be honest

He lets you run your fingers through his tail! He likes it but you have to be careful cause sometimes you accidentally step on it and that hurts like shit-

Bonnie loves to make fun of him about how excited he gets when your around. Like he can be in the worst mood and just get a glance of you and instantly gets happier

He loves bragging about you to the rest it annoys them but to be honest they just learned how to block it out

He loves playing video game with you! I feel like he’s kinda competitive so be warned! He might not go easy on ya

He makes you watch him play with the younger kids like 8-10 maybe cause it honestly adorable how he pretends to be a captain and their all the little pirates! Sometimes the kids drag you into it ( he wispier to them asking them to do it but shhhhhh)

He’d definitely make flirty comments with you at the worst possible times just to annoy you

Overall He is a menace sometimes but most of the time he’s honestly adorable!

IM SO SORRY THAT TOOK SO LONG OML- I HOPE YOU ENJOY EITHER WAY 😭

[icarustypicalfall]

HEAD CANONS!!

how cod men would use their phones

this is my first time doing head canons lmao if its bad just forget it 😭 i tried to be realistic but that was extremely dump lmaoo

warnings: none, totally sfw and maybe funny? 😀

captain john price

honestly, i see him as the type of people who'll lecture you when they see you using a phone, while he plays candy crush and similar games on a loop when he's alone. he isn't much interested in social media, maybe he'll use Twitter for infos and What's up to talk with his team. Otherwise, he'd be a Facebook dad watching videos with that annoying laugh on full volume while cackling. Gaz tried to  convince him to use other platforms but it resulted in Price giving him a 10 minutes lecture on how bad social media is.

(john secretly watch tiktok video complications on YouTube)

simon ghost riley

he doesn't use his phone much, he knows how it can be addicting and he has much things on his mind to worry about being social with others. although, he looks for dad jokes and have a laugh at them when he's alone. his camera roll is full of blurry pictures he took by mistake and screenshots of recipes.

kyle gaz garrick

he's the youngest and the one who convinced price into buying a phone. i think Kyle is the the type of people who'd be popular on every platform, twitter, Instagram, you name it. he's funny (also really handsome 🤭) which makes it easy for him to have much moots and friends. He watches streams or horror stories at 2 am. (spoiler: he got scared more than once)

johnny soap Mactavish

he watches shitty shows on Netflix to complain about them. he loves, and i mean really loves annoying people with stupid meaningless Messages when he's bored. if you are texting him, god be with you, this man makes 20 typos in a single word. he'd make comments on random posts to fight people for months.

"jus fer fun lass/lad"

(sorry if this isn't how Scottish people actually talk I've seen it around in fics 😭)

he looses arguments most of the time and asks Alejandro for some back up.

Alejandro vargas

he uses his phone to call only, he despises texting and if he did, it'll be like this

you:"when shall i meet you tomorrow?"

Alejandro:"9"

you:"pm?"

Alejandro:"👍🏻"

although, he takes lots of pictures, sends them to you most of the time. rudy forced him to make an Instagram account and he ended by liking it.

rudy parra

this cute man 🤭💕 he might be a military man, but he has a soft spot for cute videos of pepole taking care of animals. he'd watch them for hours. he doesn't use his phone much due to his job but he's keeps up with the trends and explains them to you if you're confused.

i can see him using this one a lot :3

Phillip graves

he hates social media, he uses what's up to send to his shadows shirtless pictures of him. he'd drop the most heart wrenching pic ever and say"what's for dinner" (you sir 🤭)

he secretly loves watching those videos of reddit stories, he knows it's probably fake but he lives for the drama and enjoys it.

-fin-

i hope y'all like it, it's shitty and short lmao.

i Just got up from a nap lmao can't believe people actually liked my other work

shall i do other operaters from like Kor-Tac and ghosts? (and yes i know König is in Kor-Tac)

*just realized I didn't add tags im

✨d u m p ✨*

[hunieday]

Momo Rabbitube Mini - Rabbit Chat

Please note that I am not a professional translator and I'm only doing this to share the side materials to those who cannot access them, if you notice any mistakes please let me know nicely. Enjoy!

Kujo Tenn: Momo-san, Izumi Iori, good morning.

Kujo Tenn: Regarding tomorrow’s get-together, I will be at Momo-san’s house at around 4 PM as planned. Thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule.

Izumi Iori: Good morning, Kujo-san, Momo-san. I’ll also be there as planned. 

Izumi Iori: I’m looking forward to the takoyaki party.

Momo: Good morning. Thank you very much for your generous invitation.

Momo: I found a takoyaki plate at my house, I think it would be great to use for our gathering. Please feel free to come.

Momo: ……….

Momo: i'm wonewy (1) …😭‼️‼️‼️ ️Can I use emojis now ?! well I already used these tho 😭‼️

Izumi Iori: Why won’t you use them? What’s the matter?

Kujo Tenn: I apologize. Did I seem too distant?

Momo: No! I think it’s polite, just like you two! I tried to match you but my speech bubble looked very simple and lonely lololol

Momo: why don’t you try to be casual and use emojis too?!

Kujo Tenn: I want to eat takoyaki 😋🎶

Momo: Cuuuuuute~!!! 😍😲😆

Izumi Iori: As expected of kujo-san, a quick response…

Kujo Tenn: Thank you. I appreciate it 🐱

Momo: Alright, now it’s time for Iori’s cute little rabbit chat!!

Momo: 3! (*°▽°*)

Izumi Iori: Huh?

Momo: 2! ((*°▽°*))

Izumi Iori: Um…

Izumi Iori: What even is a cute rabbit chat?!

Kujo Tenn: you’re running out of time.

Izumi Iori: Ahhhh no!

Momo: 1! (((o(*°▽°*)o)))

Izumi Iori: 

Momo: Awesome!!!!! It’s a Mitsuki stamp 😆🫶🧡

Kujo Tenn: You’ve escaped, Izumi Iori.

Izumi Iori: Escaped? What do you mean? Nii-san’s stamp is very cute.

Momo: Yes, yes! It’s perfect, Iori! 🫶✨ 

Izumi Iori: Indeed. I agree.

Momo: Thank you 2 for going along with Momo-chan’s whims 🥺

Momo: I’ll do my best to clean up for tomorrow’s gathering, it’ll be squeaky clean ⚔ 🔫 💥 

Izumi Iori: you’re saying squeaky clean but the emojis are a bit ominous…

Kujo Tenn: It sounds like a different kind of cleaning…

Momo: My bad, sorry! Cleaning my place is a bit of an event! I just throw everything I see into the closet!

Kujo Tenn: I’m starting to feel very concerned…

Izumi Iori: Momo-san, what about the fridge?

Momo: You can’t see inside the fridge without opening so it’s exactly like the closet

Izumi Iori: they’re not the same thing in the slightest!

Kujo Tenn: Izumi Iori, do you know something?

Izumi Iori: Yes. When I visited Momo-san’s house with nii-san before, he froze one year old meat and fish.

Momo: If you freeze them, they stay as fresh as they were when I got them, right?!

Izumi Iori: No they do not.

Kujo Tenn: A year old… Momo-san, be careful not to upset your stomach.

Momo: Tenn-chan is so kind 😭 The frozen ones were fine! Three months old at the longest!

Momo: But the lettuce I harvested with Yuki on location wilted a bit 🥺 even though it’s lettuce full of memories with Yuki 🥺

Kujo Tenn: if it’s only wilted and hasn’t changed color, there’s a method to revive it instantly.

Momo: Huh?! This lettuce has health insurance?! 😳😳

Kujo Tenn: If you dip it in hot water then ice cold water, the crispiness will return as if it were new and freshly picked. Try it. 

Izumi Iori: Also, if you stick several toothpicks into its core beforehand, it will last longer.

Momo: Really?!!! I’ll give it a try!! Thanks to the Idols of the Day for the advice~~ 😄🙏

Kujo Tenn: I learnt it from Ryuu’s grandmother. Gaku might know a thing or two as well, and if I find another good tip I'll tell you.

Izumi Iori: I’m looking forward to seeing the lettuce come back to life.

Momo: 

Momo: Everything is tidied up, and I checked everything in my fridge! Now all I have to do is the laundry, Iori-sensei, Tenn-sensei! 😤🙌

Izumi Iori: Before I knew it I’ve become a teacher

Kujo Tenn: Iori-sensei seems very strict. If you forget your textbooks, you might have to write a reflection letter or something like that.

Izumi Iori: Look who’s talking? I’m sure you’d reprimand someone because of a slightly crumpled handout, Tenn-sensei.

Momo: lololololol you 2 are still teenagers so your vision of a teacher is still very mighty!!! 🫠

Kujo Tenn: Wouldn’t you like to see Momo-san as a teacher though?

Izumi Iori: I do. I can already imagine students calling him “Momochan-sensei”.

Momo: You two get along super well?! 😳 lolol

Kujo Tenn:

Kujo Tenn: Even during the rabbitube mini shoot, you sang “SILVER SKY” in a robotic voice and made the staff smile, livening up the place.

Kujo Tenn: I think Momo-san would be a fantastic teacher precisely because you excel at analyzing and observing your surroundings.

Izumi Iori: You also were very good at singing while doing the robot dance.

Izumi Iori: You’ve played the role of a student in some dramas but never a teacher, right?

Momo: Well, Momo-chan has a pretty face, so I’m often given a role that’s supposed to be younger than my age 😋💫 though it feels a bit awkward to say that about myself 😋 lololol

Momo: And when I was singing, I felt like you two didn't respond well~~ I was reflecting on it 🤣 lololol.

Kujo Tenn: I'm sorry. Momo-san, your robot voice singing was so good that I was invested in listening.

Izumi Iori: I also thought, "I want to learn how to robot dance like that."

Momo: Oh, I see 🤣 lolol. I'm glad it wasn't that it didn't go through well!!!

Momo: But while being a teacher is great, don't you want a robot? A robot that can do household chores for you and stuff! 🤖 

Kujo Tenn: Rather than a robot, I wish there was a machine that could do everything at once: shower ⇒ hairdryer ⇒ hair care ⇒ skincare.

Momo: aaaaaaaa I get you too well. It's really tough when you're tired

Izumi Iori: Everyone thinks about it at least once. I’m still able to manage somehow since I get home earlier than you two…

Kujo Tenn: What about Riku? Is his schedule manageable?

Izumi Iori: Yes. Both Manager and I are taking proper care of it, so no need to worry.

Kujo Tenn: I see. I trust you in that regard.

Momo: As expected you two are getting along well!? 🤣

Kujo Tenn: did it seem like we didn't get along during the shoot?

Momo: No!!! I sometimes thought, “did I see sparks just neow (2)?” 🤩⚡I was stimulated a bit too!

Momo: If we stimulate each other positively in this industry, everyone will be happy!

Izumi Iori: Momo-sensei.

Kujo Tenn: Momo-sensei, huh?

Momo:Huh!? You 2 are great at making your senpai feel accomplished 😆.

Momo: 

Momo: But seriously. When you take the idol industry into consideration, I think it’s great to have a relationship where people can come to my house without hesitating.

Izumi Iori: It's because you’re Re:vale, right?

Kujo Tenn: That's right. Because it's Momo-san and Yuki-san. Thank you for always looking out for us.

Momo: 

Momo: I'll take a screenshot and check it again later with Yuki and cry 😭

Kujo Tenn: Hey, Izumi Iori, since Re:vale are always hospitable to us, how about we do something for them tomorrow?

Izumi Iori: That sounds good. I'll think about something suitable before tomorrow.

Momo: Kyaa~~!! Momo-chan is super excited for the surprise two cuties like you are preparing 😆🩷💚

Izumi Iori: I'll try to come up with something other than the knowledge I gained from the "Anyone Can Do It! Magic Show." book Nanase-san left in his room.

Kujo Tenn: Riku wants to do magic apparently. Cute.

Momo: Momo-chan will prepare lots of essential ingredients for the takoyaki party 😘

Izumi Iori: By the way, what kind of ingredients?

Momo: Dried plums, grapes, marshmallows, etc…? They're round, so they should be easy to put in! 😋👌

Kujo Tenn: Izumi Iori, I’ll rabbitchat with you later.

Izumi Iori: Okay. Let's select the ingredients carefully. I'll contact you again, Momo-san.

Momo: lololololol thanks, I'll be waiting 🥺

Momo slurs his speech in the og text, saying “ざみじい (zamijii)” instead of “さみしい (samishii)” the best way i could convey that in english is by uwu-fying him. I'm so sorry.

Yes, momo says あったか”にゃ”(nya) instead of あったか”な”(na) in this sentence so the best way translate that was to make him say neow. Again i am sorry

[silvantransthranduiltrash]

One of legolas’s siblings messed with something they shouldn’t have and now all 4 of them have been spontaneously gender swapped.

When legolas awoke in a new body, it took him a second to realize he has tits now. Cue legolas barging into his siblings homes to yell at one of them bc he knows it was one of their faults. Of course the other three are all also like “why do we not have our correct genitals?” They’re not as much bothered by the sex change, so much as the “why the fuck it happened”.

Though legolas is a little pissed bc he’s “missing the top 2 feet of his body”.

For some reason, when he became an elleth he shrunk, but he doesn’t understand why bc his sisters were also tall so where is it coming from?

(It’s his grandmother. Cloudryad was a short queen. Her kids and grandkids just took after her beanpole of a husband)

Anyway, idk how, but they figured out it’ll go away by itself after a year and that’s that.

A year’s not that long in an elf’s mind, and in all honesty, neither of them feel any real gender dysphoria bc they don’t really care.

Like make no mistake, they identify as the gender they are assigned at birth, but they aren’t that pressed about it as long as it goes back to normal eventually.

If anything, it’s time to ✨experiment ✨.

I mean they get the chance to see what it’s like living as another gender, of course they’re curious.

Legolas goes back home and informs his spouses (Sukanra and Iznake) bc he kinda bolted on them in his panic.

They take it well. They signed up for this kind of bs when they married him, of course it doesn’t faze them.

If anything, sukanra looks Legolas up and down and says “ok, well we can go shopping tomorrow for some elleth stuff, but how about we break in this new body today?”

Both Sukanra and Iznake are staring at Legolas with hunger in their eyes.

Legolas: ... i’ll lock the door, you text the family and tell them they don’t want to come to our house today.

Anyway!

So Legolas is just vibing. He’s still referred to as “husband” and “dad” and “brother” respectively most of the time, though he doesn’t bother to correct it if someone refers to him as female.

And then he goes to visit imlardis, and they first thought he was an imposter.

Legolas: no, no, really, one of my siblings fucked around and found out, except this time i was collateral. Dw, i’ll turn back to normal in a year.

If you thought that having an elleth body would mean he wore dresses or acted more ladylike, you’d be mistaken.

Legolas still trains with Arwen, and goes out orc hunting with the twins.

Except now it’s a 5 ‘ 4” elleth flipping all the assholes the bird instead.

[starillusion13]

Four seasons of love

Pairing: Chanyeol x f! reader

Genre: Slight angst, Fluff, Slice of life

Warning: self doubt, hints of hating and willing to end life. But our big baby is there to comfort you and show that life is worth to you when you are with right person. A lot of comfort through the images of seasons. You all are precious remember it.

W.C: 4.2k+

Request from: @myyeol61

Network: @k-vanity @kvanity-main

Taglist: @mymoodwriting @justhere4kpop @vvshere @yeoobin @anyamaris @icchyi @jwnghyuns @piratequeen-queenofgames @oreharuuu

Note: I got inspired to write this from Chanyeol's solo mvs Tomorrow and SSFW. The plot is related to the songs, you can feel it while reading. Thanks again for reblogging and reviews are highly appreciated. I love you my stellars✨.

*under the cut*

Many thoughts storming through your mind. Your mind swirling like a cyclone, heart clenching and hands going numb. Nobody wants you, no one even cares for your existence. Maybe they are right that your parents left you at the orphanage because you are unwanted. Why? You never hurt anyone or being a threat to anyone. The only person you have your faiths and trust on has suddenly turned their back to you. You never thought that you have to witness a day like this too after being treated like a shit all these years. Was it not enough for you already?

“Why should I live now?”

Tilting your head back and closing the eyes, you let the raindrops fall on your face directly. Hairs are already drenched and sticking to your forehead and neck, not even caring to move the strands falling on your eyes. Numb hands growing cold under the heavy rain, eyes swollen with crying but people might mistake your eyes are red due to rain. Each falling drop getting mixed with your tears rolling down. Tears of pain? Tears of loneliness? Tears of betrayal? No. Tears of hope.

“Why can’t everyone be happy?”

You must be right. Not everyone deserves to be treated as someone’s priority. Someone has to feel the pain to let others be happy. You lightly chuckle on your own thoughts. Like always you have to be the sacrifice. Your feet move on its own and now you are standing in the middle of the road surrounded by abandoned constructed buildings. At least there are no people here to judge your every moves. Unknowingly, you spread your arms and head still facing the sky but with a little smile adorning your face.

“Can I fly alone?”

Its past safety hours at night and you are getting soaked in rain in an empty street and thinking about flying. Are you a child? Maybe only if you can be a child and someone would care about you and take you in their arms and whisper ‘Its okay. I’m here for you.’. You want someone to care for you, someone to give you the warmth you crave in your life. This cold rainy night is befriending your nightmares to make you alone, to make you feel…you are not good for anyone.

“Such a bad girl.”

Your eyes shot open on hearing the voice. Rather a very familiar teasing voice you must say. You don’t even care to look in the direction to know who the person is but let the raindrops pierce your eyes directly, making you to squint on the effect.

“If you are trying to be blind then I have some better options for you to try.”

Better option? Death. You don’t see any will to live your life. What life? To be an extra character in everyone’s story. Every individual on this planet has their own story but you must believe that you are just the extra one in their story to make give them more spotlight by increasing the sea of people.

“Why are you here?”

“Well, I should have asked you the same little angel.”

Little angel. If only you could have been one then you would have done everything possible to be happy. Just be happy and away from these people who blame you for everything. You are a bad luck to everyone.

Bringing your hands to yourself, eyes fixed on the broken wooden board hanging from the wall of a building to your front. Your back still facing the person but you can feel the stares burning on you.

“I’m not in a mood for your jokes.”

“I’m asking you a question not joking. This is not your colony and also not mine but the complex there is mine and I come here often. So, what brings you here?”

“Can’t you just leave and let me be alone for once?”

Silence. That’s what you got in return. Like others, he also left. Your heart clenched on the thought and your shaking hands turned into fists by your side. Why are you feeling like this? Its not like you were appreciating his presence, or were you? At least him teasing you whole day somewhat makes you feel that someone care to spend a little bit of their time to talk to you……. To tease you maybe. With hope, hope? You turn around slowly, gaze following how each drop hitting the ground and shattering into tiny droplets. Just like your hopes to see him behind will shatter soon into pieces of disappointment, loneliness and pain.

“Chanyeol?.....”

He is still there, hands in the pocket of his hoodie and eyes boring onto your figure. You feel a bit of joy but for what, just to see him standing there? Like the way an angry mother scolding her child for being out so late. Your shocked eyes contacting with the daring eyes of his challenging self as if it’s challenging you to look away.

“You are still here…..I thought-“

“You thought like everyone else I will also leave you alone here.” His tone is monotonous, not even hinting any sort of emotions behind it, neither of caring nor even of hatred.

You nod your head obliviously.

He ‘tsch’ and shakes his head, footsteps approach you. You try to avoid the closeness, panicking you are looking everywhere to just run away from him. But deep down, you want to stay close to him, to hear his teasing voice and to make you annoyed until you glare at him and he will return you a playful wink. At least, he never made you feel alone or ever hurt you.

“Why?”

Why? It’s obvious because am not a one to waste your precious time on. You want to scream this on his face but you feel your throat becomes heavy with a lump stuck inside. You are about to break down because you can’t take this feeling that someone is waiting to hear your response. Caring for you.

“Please...go away…if you are here to tease me later for this then please go away.”

“Do I hurt you?”

“Huh?”

“Do I hurt you with my teasing?”

“I d-don’t know.”  No.

“Do I make you uncomfortable when am around you?”

No.

He paused but your lost eyes staring at him made him continue. “Do I burden you?”

No.

You want to scream but you can’t utter a single world but gazing up at him with lost swollen eyes. His warm hands cupped your cheeks. Why are his hands warm and yours cold? Oh, God has a priority.

He is also drenched but not like you for almost over an hour. His few portions of the clothing are soaked but his hairs are getting wet fully, his umbrella lying upside-down at the side of the street. Why is he getting wet despite having an umbrella?

“Do you hate me?”

No? Yes? Do you? Well, you really didn’t think of him like this way before. Do you really want him to go away? You never felt hurt because of him. Rather you enjoy his company. You don’t know whether it’s bad or not but you love his presence. His presence is the last thing that can burden you. When everyone is turning their back to you, he is the only one looking at you with mischievousness of course.

“Chanyeol...don’t ask me this.” Your fingers tightly hold his wrists but you are keeping his hands close to you, leaning to his touch more. Seeking the comfort in his warmth, you are feeling safe.

“Why?”

“I, myself don’t know how to respond you.”

The rain has stopped but the tears still keeping your eyes wet.

“Y/N, will you let me hold you like this forever? I can’t see you broken like this anymore. You don’t know how much it hurts me whenever I see you crying.”

“What are you saying?”

“Everyone breaks you down but you try to stay strong. You put on a fake smile just to lie to yourself that you are fine. But I want to see the real you.”

“I- n-no...I’m fine.”

“Really? Crying alone in the middle of the street under the heavy rain and I have to believe that you are fine like always.”

“Why are you being like this Chanyeol? I hate when people show comfort out of pity. I am used to being alone like this so just leave me and go away.”

No, please don’t go. You try to move away his hand but he doesn’t budge and his cold eyes staring deep in your orbs as if it can read the hidden truth behind those tears. His thumbs brush over your cheeks, wiping away the tears which are rolling down. Why are you crying? He is not doing anything to you.

“This is why I never approach you to show my care. I always see you getting hate from the ones you have trusted and that’s why I wanted to be someone to you whom you will have some different kind of feelings. I didn’t want you to see me as others who is just pitying you but I wanted you to see me treating you like a regular person.”

“Different kind of feelings?”

He squeezes your cheeks and smiles at your silly face. Those dimples occurring in the end of his smile on the cheeks, your hands move upward to touch them and you can feel him lean to your touch and closing his eyes for a moment.

“Yes, puffer fish. Someone approaching you like you are a loner to their eyes and then suddenly turning their back to you when you actually started to lean on them. I never wanted that to happen between us. I wanted you to see me differently from others. So, I started to tease you and you have to agree that sometimes I have really made you laugh. Also, your glares, you think you look so angry and scary but you just look silly.”

“Yaaa.” You slap his arms and his dimples deepen when he smiles wider which brings a little smile on your lips.

And this is Chanyeol. The tease who doesn’t leave a single chance to annoy you even at this moment when you are so vulnerable and confused with your feelings. But what is the meaning of different kind of feelings?

“I wanted you to see me as an annoying person who can make you angry, frustrated, getting on your nerves so you make silly faces at me when am too much overbearing and also laugh with me on my jokes. But-“

His fingers tracing your cheekbones and big doe eyes staring at your swollen eyes.

“But?” your voice is like a whisper but he can still hear you.

“But I always try to make you forget others, how they mistreat you, how they ignore you, how they hurt you. I don’t want to see you cry over them. I want to see you smiling Y/N.”

“Why are you doing this Chanyeol?”

You are suddenly being held in a big warm hug, him holding you tightly as if you might blow away with the light breeze blowing after the heavy rain. Your body shivers due to the weather but his warm hug feels so comfortable and you wrap your arms around his big frame. Can you provide him the same warmth back?

“I can’t see you like this Y/N. Please let me be a part of your life. Please.”

Your body again shivers to the wind and he retreats from the hug. A part of your life? Which life? The one you don’t even know what is the use of its existence where everyone knows just to hurt you and ignore you.

“Y/N?”

“Hmmm….”

“Let’s go home. You will catch cold like this.”

“I don’t want to go home.”

Why? The place where you feel secure, away from all the judging eyes but suffocating yourself with the thousand thoughts within those four walls of your apartment.

He suddenly picks you up in his arms, your shocked face getting a chuckle and wide smile from him.

“What are you doing? Put me down.”

“Well, if you don’t go by your own then I’m taking you like this.”

“Yaaa put me down. You don’t even know my place and if I start to shout right now, you will really be accused for kidnapping.”

“Hm that’s right but I can say that someone was trying to end her life and I am just being her saviour. Also, I’m taking you to my place so please keep quiet and let’s go before you really die of this cold.”

Die? Yes, but will you be really okay after that?

“No. I will not go with you.”

“And I’m not leaving you here.”

“Chanyeol….”

“Please Y/N.” His creased forehead and serious look urging you to agree with him.

You nod but still your thoughts are running as why you are trusting him so much. If tomorrow like others he will also leave you.Then? He will act as a stranger to you. He will avoid you as if today never happened between you two. His teasing will stop and he will hate you because he has seen you vulnerable so many times. You have cried in front of him many times but why you always show this side to him even when you had a boyfriend. Well, that shit was only there for you for a bet and just left you alone in the darkness when you were taking things too seriously according to him. How foolish of you! You thought he was the perfect one.

But this feeling being in Chanyeol’s arms and feeling safe and having the warm comfort, you never had this with your boyfriend and this thought is really disturbing you.

“Chanyeol…” He looks down at you when he enters the complex building to make his way towards the elevator. “Why?”

“What?”

“Are you really caring for me because we are…..we know each other?”

Pressing the twelfth floor by his elbow, he nods to himself.

“Because you are my four seasons of love.”

“Huh?” Your confused face only got a tight smile from him. You ask him again but he didn’t say anything instead waiting for the floor. You thanked mentally that other people didn’t get in and see you like this even when you tried to make him put you down but his teasing was the only thing keeping you distracted. Ding! You have arrived to the floor.

 He puts you down but still holding your one hand, the other one unlocking the door. With a pull, he lets you inside the apartment and locking the door behind. Your eyes taking in the new environment, each and every piece of decoration screaming richness, looking around the way, your eyes caught a photo frame of a family picture. You didn’t notice when he left you there wandering on your own, returns with a towel in his hand.

“Is that your family?”

“Yes. That’s our last picture which we clicked when I was in middle school.”

Oh! Suddenly you feel him put the towel on your head and starts rubbing the scalp and hair. You try to stop him and insist that you can do it yourself but he doesn’t budge and continues. After having satisfied with your somewhat dried hairs, he gives you a pair of spare clothes to change into but your hesitating self is not willing to do it in someone’s apartment.

“Are you really going to stand here in these clothes? It’s already raining again and I don’t think it will be nice for you to go at this hour. I will not let you go even if you put your rebellious acts.”

“But I can wait until it stops raining.”

“You will let your clothes get dry on you? No way, I don’t want someone to fall sick in my place.”

“Its okay.”

“Do you want me to change your clothes or what?”

“Yaaa chanyeol.”

You hit his arm earning a loud laugh from him and he pat your cheeks directing you to his bedroom to use the personal bathroom and he will use the other one. After getting freshen up, when you make your way towards the living room, he is standing by the wide glass window showing the blurry city view behind the window because of raindrops hitting the glass.

“What are you doing there?”

He is in black t-shirt with matching trousers and hairs damp after shower and you in similar grey set but of his size. He turns around and scans your form which makes you a bit self-conscious. And man, he suddenly starts laughing holding his stomach which brings a frown on your face.

“Why are you laughing?”

“You look so funny in my clothes. Yo-you look like a kitten got dumped under a pile of clothes.”

You go beside him to take a peek at outside because you love to watch such views in rainy days. You shoot him a glare when he pinches your cheek between his laugh.

“It’s not my fault that you are literally a giraffe.”

If there was no rain then the city might look so silent from up here, right? If I have lived somewhere like this, I would have got a better life, right?

You feel arms wrap around from your back and him resting his chin on top of your head. Your stiff body and lost eyes watching the reflection of yours on the blurry window that how much height difference you both have.

“I love you Y/N.”

Love you? Is he teasing you again? If yes or if no, in both the cases, he should not love you because, you don’t want him to turn his back too when he will be bored of you. You don’t want to lose him too.

“Don’t. You should not love me. One day you will also get tired of me and leave me broken. So, it’s better how we are now with each other. Like just…friends.”

“Don’t you want to hear my answers to your question?”

“Which one?”

“Why you are my four seasons of love?”

“Hm…Tell me.” Your fingers tracing some patterns on the glass against each raindrop hitting the frame.

“Tell me the sequence of seasons.”

“Ummm Spring Summer Fall Winter?”

“Yup. I love you differently in every four seasons so I cant ever get tired to love you.”

“What?”

“Let’s start with spring. The season of love, the blooming start of every individual, every life and every relationship. We can start our first love in the spring when there will be bright sunlight with birds chirping as if a melody playing for our bond. Holding hands under the cherry blossom while knowing each other for the first time. The joy, love and beginning of our life will be in this season. Every year this season will be the start to our love from the beginning.”

“Summer?”

“Summer is the season of explore, when our love will take the centre of the stage. The clear sky with blazing sun and warm breeze hitting our skin making us feel to be loved by each other. A warm love between us where we can explore into each other’s depth like the way the whole world gets explored by the bright sunlight. We will travel together, explore the life and our love. The bond between us can be taken to a different stage where the only spotlight will be on our romance.”

“Fall? Will our love fall here?”

“No. The beginning of fall is with rainy days when we can have our breakdowns. Don’t think it as fall, see it as autumn. We can show our vulnerable selves towards each other without any hesitation. The grey clouds making the atmosphere dark and gloomy, the falling leaves from the living trees making it seem like a dead. Our relationship should show all its fault in front of our eyes. No one is perfect but our imperfectness makes each one of us unique and an individual to stand out otherwise we all would have considered same. We can cry with the rain, we can fail in our life but we will again stand on our feet the next day holding each other.”

“Winter?…..”

You can feel him nuzzling his nose into your damp hairs inhaling his shampoo, a smile ghosting over his face. Your one hand still busy on the glass while the other one takes a hold of his hand around you. A wave of comfort and warmth spreading over your body. You can sense yourself being held in safe hands, protected from this whole cruel world and him describing you why you should let him to love you. But winter, the cold environment when every relationship drifts apart because of the numbness in their bond. Will it happen to you too?

“Winter. Well, the season of festive. The most romantic season when we can make more love with each other, we will support our decisions, will spend time together. When the whole world will be under the thick cold white blanket of snow, we will find the warmth in each other. The season when we can share our most hidden secrets and light up mysteries hidden in the cold darkness of our life. We will solve our problems and make love with joy in the festivals like Christmas eve and new year. We can also have one more thing.”

“One more thing?”

He turns you around, caging your body between his warm frame and cold window frame. His hands resting beside each side of your face. His big doe eyes watching your every reaction on the face with a sly smile resting on his face and his dimple again making an appearance. Your hands on the window space keeping your balance leaning backward due to his close proximity. He leans forward to whisper in your ears.

“Winter is also known as the cuffing season. Maybe, we can plan our future in some other ways.”

Your big round shock eyes earn a wide smirk on his face. He laughs when you hit his arms and try to move away but he holds you in the place with a soft look and an admiration in his eyes. As if you are the most precious aspect of his life which is resting in front of his eyes.

“Let me love you, Y/N.”

“Chanyeol. What if I don’t deserve you?”

“We don’t know ourselves what we deserve or not but we can give chances until we lose hope on everything. And I don’t want you to lose hope on me. Please don’t leave me.”

Leave him? This is the first time, someone is asking you not to leave them and you are sure you are not going to do the same thing like others did to you. With a last glance on his face, you hug him catching him off guard but he quickly returns you the hug. His cologne hitting your nose strongly and a spell of hope surrounding you both. His heart beating against your ears bringing a melody of love and your heart matching the beats. Your fingers curling to grab his t-shirt in your tight fist. Tears rolling down your cheeks and his hands moving up and down in your back to soothe your nerves with overwhelming feelings.

“Thank you Chanyeol. I love you.”

 “I love you more angel.”

He pulls you away to press a soft kiss on your temple, on your eyes, on the tip of your nose and then pauses. Your heart racing with every kiss from his warm lips. With your closed eyes, you nod to him.

He closes the distance between your lips. Holding the back of your head and the other resting on your cheeks, he deepens the kiss. A passionate kiss for a blooming love. This is a perfect kiss like a dance, a symphony of lips and chance for a new beginning. A moment where time stands still and all the world is hushed and still. The outside loud cold rain is blocked by the window pane for the silent warm love inside. Only lips, no tongue, no other skin as if only the lips can swallow each other to protect them in a cage.

Breaking apart from the kiss, his forehead rest against yours and he presses a soft kiss on your nose. A genuine smile filled with joy dancing on your lips and he smiles back to you. Fingers wiping the fallen tears which are drying on your cheeks.

“I love to see you smile when it is raining.”

“I love to see your dimples when you smile.”

“And my teasing?”

“Chanyeol…..” you whine on his ask.

“You will always be my four seasons of love.”

Standing close to each other, in a warm embrace of love and the cold rain making the whole city gloomy except where you both found each other’s happiness and love. Each drop of your loneliness, pain and disappointment is breaking down into love, joy and hope.

Your smile is the umbrella for you under the rain and the sound of falling rain is the rhythm to your life and he is the sunshine to make you dance in the rain. Yes, you are his four seasons of love and.

“You will be my sunshine in every season.”

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[tarsusingkirk]

original post lol

@repoughts

ok u asked 😌✨

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this is like. the opposite of an essay but

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you'd think li lianhua would have the shorter fuse in withstanding fang duobing but it's actually di feisheng. long after di feisheng has begrudgingly begun yelling fang xiaobao, letting him cling around the shoulders, and touching everything he can reach, lianhua is still forcing an amicable distance between them.

perhaps at first had something to do with him being a dying man but now, as his life is his own again, he doesn't really have an excuse. maybe it just scares some buried part of him that he hasn't thought about in ten years.

fang xiaobao is tenacious though. as many times as lianhua tricks him or rebuffs him, he keeps trying like an incessant vine looking for a home in weathered stone. he keeps caring for him, about him. he warms medicine in the early mornings when lianhua feels an echo of his poison that leaves him weak for days. he's always ready with a thick cloak when lianhua would rather stubbornly weather the cold. he's always there when lianhua needs him.

it's not just this fervent caring that unsteadies lianhua, no. it's that despite his own restraint in their friendship, fang xiaobao has made a home for himself in li lianhua's house, li lianhua's lotus tower. he has made a home of a house that lianhua has slowly died in for ten years. Odds and ends, trinkets from his many travels, his clothes make it into the lotus tower. his clothes next to lianhua's, his hair pieces next to lianhua's. he makes a house a home simply by being there and in turn makes something small, something mighty tremble in li lianhua. it's these thoughts running like a riptide that make it easy for lianhua to run; make it easy to become comfortable with the nickname sly old fox.

but despite the constant pushing away by li lianhua, fang xiaobao never truly rebuffs him. when lianhua calls out mistakes in his practicing of xiangyi swordplay or suggests better footwork, he takes it to heart, immediately incorporating them. and during cases, because fang xiaobao is still a detective of baichuan academy, he always listens to lianhua, always follows his guidance first.

it's this complete trust in him that starts seeping under lianhua's skin, even after the countless times he's tricked the kid-- or tried to. he's getting better at sniffing out bullshit.

late in the night after one such moment of trickery, (li lianhua had triggered one of fang xiaobao's acupoints because he'd needed to meet with a very anxious consultant to solve the case they were on but for that to happen xiaobao couldn't know. lianhua sighs to himself about overly complicated cases and the headaches caused by self important people. by tomorrow the case would be solved and they'd get their dues.) he finally makes it back to the lotus tower and walks in to blink down at di feisheng being used as full-body pillow by fang xiaobao.

he moves to the table in front of the bed, shaking out his sleeves as he settles down, fully aware that di feisheng is watching him.

'director di, when did you return?' he asks, as he pours himself a cup of lukewarm tea.

he's just raised it to his mouth when feisheng speaks, 'he won't wait forever, li xiangyi.'

the words make lianhua pause, lip of the cup at his mouth. feisheng doesn't appear to be waiting for a response as he shifts up onto his elbow, hair pooling over his shoulders. the movement makes lianhua realize xiaobao's head is resting over feisheng's arm, using it as a hard pillow. he watches as feisheng brings his free hand up to xiaobao's face, a movement so gentle that when his hand curls slightly over xiaobao's turned cheek it becomes something intimate that makes lianhua look away for a moment. he sips at his tea as he sees feisheng's hand trail down to xiaobao's chest out of the corner of his eye.

'aiyo, i never ask--'

'don't play the fool. you're no fool.' feisheng cuts him off, finally looking up from xiaobao, his hand still resting possessively over his chest. 'you faced death on the east sea ten years and came out the victor, what exactly are you afraid of.'

lianhua puts down his cup, ignoring the urge to slam it down. feisheng and his obsession with who won that fight will be the real death of him someday. he slides his fingers over the lip of the cup trying to maintain his very thin composure.

'ah-fei,' he pauses as he looks up, eyes flickering over the slow rise and fall of xiaobao's chest. 'this... this is different than a swordfight.'

feisheng snorts at him, his hand still meandering over xiaobao as he looks over at lianhua. 'no, it's not. you want to do something, you do it.'

lianhua stares for a moment, contemplating the possibility that they are having two very different conversations, and wondering if that's really how di feisheng felt all those years ago.

'di fei--'

'you want something, you take it.' feisheng's hand brushes xiaobao's hair from his face, an impossibly gentle action from a hand that has killed and maimed. it's matched by the look on his face, a look that makes lianhua want to look away again.

lianhua sighs, shoulders slumping before he stands and walks to the bed with a shake of his sleeves.

[tree0frog]

Hi, I just recently came across your blog, and I really liked the way you write, so keep up the good work. 👍

I would like to ask you, if possible, to write a story about male reader x Susan Foreman (the doctor's granddaughter).

Something like this: the reader fell in love at first sight with a strange girl who loved listening to music on her portable player, and who at the same time knows a lot about science and history and very little about the most ordinary everyday things.

I apologize in advance for mistakes in the text, English is not my native language.

I cannot tell you how much this made my day !!! My boss told me that I’m shit and never going to make it in my line of work and then I saw this✨

Love at first sight

Doctor who masterlist

Main masterlist list

Request ~open

Matchup ~ open

Warning~spelling mistakes ,first kiss

You sighed walking into your history class taking your normal back seat in the right corner of the classroom the seat beside it remained empty like always as no one took it each class until today.

“Can I sit here?”a voice asked making you jump slightly.Looking up your voice got cought in the back of your throat.

“Oh em yeah” you flash the girl a quick smile.

“I’m suzan I just moved here”she flashed you a smile that made your face heat up rather to quickly for your likening.

“I’m {y/n} nice to meet you”you said back taking the last of your things out of bag.

As the class went on you noticed something odd about the girl beside you,she was smart no doubt about it but some of the things she had said made you question her.

Soon the bell rang letting everyone know it was the end of the day.

“I can em walk you home if you want” you asked a blush crept up into your face.

“Oh no thank you I’ll be quiet alright on my own”she smiled leaving the class room making you wonder about her.

As the weeks went on the two of you became close, and each day you fell harder and harder for the girl.

“{y/n}”susan said as she walked into your room as you had invited her over to do a history project with her.

“Yes”you asked looking over your shoulder.

You watched as she walked close to you,her hair falling in frount of her face.

Without thinking you moved it out of her eye and cupped the fat of her cheek.

“I- well I em” she stumbled over her world something you find to be quite cute.

“I leaving well I want you to come with me “her face leans into your hand more.

“Your leaving when”fully icnoring what she had asked of you.

“Soon oh please come with me I beg of you” you don’t know when her face had become so close to yours but you weren’t complaining.

“Me and my grandfather are leaving the day after tomorrow I don’t want to leave you”she whispered.

Her eyes fell to your lips and you moved them closer to her stopping just before they met.

“If I say yes,do I get to know where we are going love?” Your breath felt hot on her face.

“I don’t know where or when we will end it but together we can work it out” she said “now please kiss me”

That was all you needed before your lips locked it was weird at first being both of your fist kisses but the two of you didn’t care.

Two day later you were in a blue box with your now girlfriend and your new family.

[captainaikus]

Hello again!! Saw your response to my last ask and uhhh guess I’m getting kinda predictable huh 😅? I’m sorry if it bothers or annoys you, I just like consistent communication with the people I like so like I always try to do that cause reassurance is important to me so I want the other person to feel reassured too you know? But if it’s too much let me know and I’ll dial it down promise!! Your works hitting over 200 notes is an amazing accomplishment you should be so proud of yourself and if you’re not pls know that I am. Running a blog isn’t easy, much less maintaining and putting out such amazing works. I’m glad you’re feeling better!! And yeah writing blocks are so annoying but I feel that once you hit that stride, you start running and can’t stop. If that makes sense? It’s what I’ve gone through with my experience anyways. Tbh I’ve been better. Life isn’t the best rn and I’m super busy and drained atm. I’m pretty sure it’s burnout but I’ll manage somehow. Also my favorite character is Bachira but like almost every other character ties for second so like 💀. I swear I’m like this with every show/series. I end up with my favorite character and then there’s everyone else it’s always so hard to choose like I love all my babies adhkkghkhhh. Anyways it’s always so fun to talk to you I can’t wait to read the next part of my tears your company but obv take your time. As always I hope your day goes well whenever you read this and that you’re doing good and *sends many virtual hugs*

- ✨ anon

✨ anon !!

Omg no bb ૮₍ ˃̵͈᷄ . ˂̵͈᷅ ₎ა I meant it in a good way! Like when I release any blue lock fic I look forward to the reaction you have cause the blog goes both ways with the author/writer writing and uploading fics and the reader interacting with it along with the fact that they make my day. And i like consistent communication as well!! (꜆˶ᵔᵕᵔ˶)꜆ So yeah, you're always welcomed in my blog and I enjoy responding to your asks! Even if there is more than one or two or even many! (like that one time where you saw me upload the third edition and came back with the review? My roommate heard me cackle like a Hyena.)

I like seeing people ask or talk about fics or even life outside of it cause at the end of the day its another living and breathing person on the other side of the screen and conversations are important to them as much as it is to you, rest assured, I like having you in my blog and it makes me smile each time I see an ask from you or anyone okay?

You're well liked (trust me when i see the ✨ anon I get serotonin) and I don't find you annoying; you have nothing to apologize for, okay?

૮ ◜ᵕ◝ ა

And don't dial down the energy! It's what keeps me hyped and this blog going    (´,,>ω<,,`)♡  ;

its reassuring to me when i have something in my inbox cause silence when you have so many followers isn't fun yk? It kinda makes the blog blank... Interact with an author and their works, get to know them, it makes their day too ૮ ˶ˆ ﻌ ˆ˶ ა and vice versa

I'm glad you think my works are amazing cause ngl when I'm reading through it I'm just sitting there like 'How did people let this mistake slip' ૮꒰- ˕ -꒱ა *groans*

Speaking of my writing block, I took a break and went on yt for a bit and found sumasumthing that gave me an idea to write for both NNN and for further part of the series (¬‿¬) no spoilers. Just wait ꒰ ⑅ᵕ༚ᵕ꒱˖

But yeah it does work that way, once you overcome that block, you just keep running until you hit another, but you'll overcome that as well. <(˶ᵔᵕᵔ˶)

Oh no, I'm sorry that you feel burntout :'< ; cause this was literally me a week ago. Everytime I have a burnout its cause of everything that is going on and its too much to handle sometimes so I kept telling myself three things :

'We'll cross the bridge when we get there.'

'Living in the moment happening right now is more important, what comes tomorrow comes.'

'Nothing is permanent.'

Take care of yourself; don't push too hard, push as much as you can. (づ˶•༝•˶)づ♡

ooooh Bachira!! He's sweet, I'm actually adding him and a few more characters to the fourth edition of the series. But yes !! It is so hard to choose one person Aiku stan mon ange

I mean you got 11 players + more and you even have the coaches *confused screaming insert* cause they are literally the whole bakery

My day is going fine chipped my nail polish with pistachios, been reading from my book shopping that I went for yesterday, planning to start fourth season of Haikyuu but I wanna watch this movie that I've been keeping on hold (Drive my car- cause its straight up my alley.. kinda like driving miss daisy? Yes I am THAT old in taste )

*sending back hugs* ꒰ ੭´ ˘ `૮꒱ Hope you get better soon!! Bachira sends kisses!

[idv-news-boi]

-> OCs’ Reaction Lines

Note// I’m just imagining them being on a video game that’s all- some limes are based on prompts I found.

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{Appearing for the match}

Rosalyn Darling

{*Yes..?*}

{*Am,,, Am I late for the session…?*}

{*Good morning,,,*}

Kitty Nutella

“LET’S GOOO- I’LL HANDLE THE HUNTER, GUYS!“✨>:D

“Good luck!!!”

(To new faces) “I haven’t seen you before, have I? Nice to meet you!” :3c

Angel Drew

“You requested me?”

“Oh welp- gotta set my work aside for a bit.”

(teasingly, only to very closed teammates ) “Missed me~?”

(To new faces) “Hello! Fancy seeing you here.” :)

Laurence Godfrey

“Good morning, America!” ;D✨ *makes his radio box play his news channel intro ost*

“Bring it on!”

(Only to acquaintances/closed teammates) “So… Do you come here often, love?” ;)

(To new faces) My my,,, lovely company~! How’s life treating you?” ;)

Eiji Narukami

“You have summoned me…? Ah…”

“We’ll get through this as a faction… Remember that.”

“Same day, different faces…”

“Let’s get this done…”

(To acquaintances/closed ones/new faces) “Greetings~”

Akihiko Sato (not playable in match, so this section is a “what if” x’3)

“Kami-sama,,, please give me strength,,,”

“I didn’t sign up for this as my job-“

“Please, take care of me. I’ll take care of you…!”

(To acquaintances/closed ones/new faces) “Ohayo gozaimasu,,,” *bows*

Connor Morozov

*Literally just walks in without saying anything = cold tension*

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{When they get betrayed by a loved one}

Rosalyn Darling

*speechless, she suddenly loses her voice to talk openly,,,, the words on her speech screen lightly tremble whenever words appear*

{*Please, tell me at least one part of us is- that it was real,,,*}

{*I loved you in this lifetime… Now I won’t make a mistake in the next.*}

{*… I forgive you, then.*}

Kitty Nutella

*Her smiles falters a bit, the most painful thing about betrayal is that they never come from her enemies that hate her existence-*

(With a verge of crying tone) “I was ready to give you my heart,,,”

“Do we really have to end it all?”

Angel Drew

*goes silent before crossing his arms gently while looking away from you*

“Carmelia have warned me about you… I should have listened-“

“The worst of it all, it’s that if you ask now, I will forgive you…”

“Was I not enough for you…?”

“I hope you remembered this until your death.”

Laurence Godfrey

*His smile would still remain, your words and actions can only widen it into a hostile grin that doesn’t reach his now sparkless eyes*

“Given your history… I should have known better.”

“We could have a thousands of tomorrows together…”

“Technically you won’t kill me, because I gave the sheriff to you. Do it properly, then.”

Eiji Narukami

*He only looks at you calmly, as if he already knew, before folding his sleeves neatly together*

“Mn. I should have see it coming.”

“You should’ve have killed me earlier, so I don’t have to see this.”

“No one could have saved you, except me.”

“Are you expecting me to beg for my life, now?”

Akihiko Sato

*His eyes widen a bit, before only staring at you with disappointment, unsurprised*

“Please tell me why.”

“...I lost again, didn’t I?”

Connor Morozov

*blank, but deadly stare*

(smiles with a dark hint on his eyes) “Kill me here right now, I dare you..”

“I should have left you bleeding,,,, or even die from that fire.”

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{Helping You}

Rosalyn Darling

{*Here… I’ll help*} *gently takes the other portion of your burden for you*

{*Is there anything I can help…?*} ówò

{*I want to take care of us… If you don’t mind.*}

{*Oh, cielito,,,, What happened to you? I’ll fetch you a medkit-*}

Kitty Nutella

“Teamwork is dreamwork!!!” *Helps you*

“Hey! Let me help you there, bestie!” :D

“I got ya, homie!” >;3

Angel Drew

“Oh dear…- Let me give you a hand.” UvU

“Cielo, I’ll take care of you. Don’t worry~”

“Señor/Señorita, allow me to assist you for today.”

Laurence Godfrey

“Petition to assist you?” :D

“I won’t mind at all if you ask for help, darling~!” ;)

“I’ll save you from trouble!” ✨

Akihiko Sato

“Want a hand…?”

*Starts helping you without saying anything*

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Hi, can I ask Tony x Reader where the reader is sulky because Tony locked himself in the lab again. Just cute and all fluffy.

Most definitely! I hope you like it!

Come to Bed

Tony Stark x Reader

Fandom: The MCU

Summary: Tony’s still in the lab, and Y/N is displeased

Warnings: None, really. Just fluff. Tony and Y/N are awake at like, 2 AM

“FRIDAY?” Y/N called out into the empty bedroom.

“Yes, Miss Y/L/N?” The AI replied.

“Tony’s still in the lab, isn’t he?” She asked.

“I’m afraid so, Miss.”

Y/N heaved a sigh, before placing her tablet on the bedside table and standing up.

At 1:45 AM, the tower was quiet, and Y/N walked silently down the hallways, careful to not wake any of the team. Many of them were notoriously light sleepers.

She made it to the elevator, and asked FRIDAY to take her to the labs.

“Mr Stark, Miss Y/L/N is here to see you.” FRIDAY spoke as Y/N walked into the workshop, and Tony looked up from his project.

“Hey honey.” He said, placing down the screwdriver he was holding. “What are you doing down here?”

“I was wondering the same thing.” Y/N told him. “You said you’d be upstairs an hour ago, I’ve been waiting.” She said, walking up to him, and letting him wrap his arms around her.

Her statement made Tony’s head snap to the clock on the wall, and when he saw what time it was, he sighed, resting his head on her shoulder.

“I’m sorry honey, I didn’t realize it was so late.” He apologized, looking back up at her.

“It’s okay. I know you don’t mean to.” She assured him. “Lord knows I get distracted by work too. Forgetting things or getting distracted isn’t a crime.”

“I know, I know, but I still feel bad.” Tony admitted. “We’ve both been so busy lately.”

“I know, and it does kinda suck, but it’ll be worth it, right?” She asked, and Tony smiled. I think it most definitely will.” He said, and Y/N smiled back.

“Wonderful. Now come on Mister Genius, time for bed.” Y/N told him, dragging him by the hand out of the lab. “We have wedding planning tomorrow, we need to be well-rested.”

“Yes ma’am.” Tony smiled, as he let his fiance drag him to their bedroom.

153 notes - Posted February 7, 2022

#4

Hi there! Can I request a semi long fic of Peter x Mj x Reader? Maybe reader has had a crush on Peter and Mj for months but knows they are in a relationship and doesn’t want to put her feelings out there because she’s scared she’ll lose them as friends and also doesn’t feel like she’s good enough for them. ( insecure af over here :( but working on it ). I would appreciate it. Thank you ✨🤍

Anon, you are speaking my language!!

I decided to split this into two parts, I hope you don’t mind! And I’ll get the next one out as soon as I can!💕

Wrong Picture

Michelle “MJ” Jones x Reader x Peter Parker

Fandom: The MCU

Summary: One simple mistake, and the secret Y/N’s kept for months gets revealed in less than a second

Warnings: Crushes, pining, some anxiety and self doubt, swearing, bit of a cliffhanger (i’m sorry), I will be making a part two! But I’m making you wait for it >:)

A/N: Don’t miss the text conversation at the bottom of the fic! It’s essential to the story! Click on them for better resolution

Part 2 here!

When high school started, it was just Y/N and MJ. They’d been best friends for years, knew everything there was to know about each other, and while they were both happy with that, the beginning of high school saw a change in their dynamic.

In one of her classes, Y/N was seated next to a very talkative boy named Ned Leeds. He was funny, he was nice, and he invited Y/N and MJ to sit with him during lunch, along with his best friend Peter. After that, everything changed. The two duos merged into a friend group of four, and they were practically inseparable.

There were movie nights, study sessions, deep conversations, Mario Kart tournaments, things essential to any friendship. But when you have such a close group of friends, it’s not too surprising that you’ll end up catching feelings.

And typically, it would probably only be one friend you have a crush on, right? Apparently that wasn’t enough for Y/N. No, she’s got crushes on two of her best friends, and they’re dating.

A crush on two people, that’s not too bad. They’re your best friends? Still not terrible, but could likely turn awkward if they found out. They’re dating? Just end it already, how much worse can it be than this?

Okay, maybe a bit dramatic, but hey, whatever works.

These feelings and everything going on lead Y/N to do a lot of thinking, and of course, her friends noticed. She was more quiet, lost in thought, contrasting the way she usually acted around them, talkative and cheerful.

“Y/N.” MJ’s voice brought her back from her thoughts, “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine.” Y/N replied with a slight shake of her head.

“You sure? You’ve been staring into the void for like, five minutes.” MJ continued, tilting her head slightly.

“I’m fine, I promise.” Y/N reassured with a chuckle. “Just…been thinking a lot recently.”

“Anything in particular?” Peter asked, and Y/N shrugged.

“Not really.” She lied. “Just life stuff, I guess.”

“Fair enough.” Ned said. “I mean, these days there’s definitely enough stuff to think about.”

“Exactly, someone gets it.” Y/N said.

“Are you sure you’re okay Y/N?” Ned asked, having caught her zoning out again.

It was later that day, and the two were sitting in the school library, waiting for Peter and MJ to show up for their study session.

“I’m fine, I’m fine, I promise. Just…” Y/N paused, and leaned back in her chair. “I have a dilemma.”

“Okay, what’s up?” Ned asked, putting away his textbook so he could focus on Y/N.

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#3

hello! saw that your request is open so can I request one for Tony? like they're best friends who secretly love each other, it could end happily or sad, it's up to you!

but if you can't, it's okay! More power to you!! :)

Hi! Yes, very excited for the first Tony fic on the blog! I hope you like it!

Confession

Tony Stark x Reader

Fandom: The MCU

Summary: A sleep deprived Tony Stark accidentally says something he shouldn’t have

Warnings: Fluff, tired Tony, accidental love confession, mentions of the events of Iron Man 1, slight paranoid Tony

Tony wasn’t used to…feelings.

That was his entire spiel, according to the media. An arrogant playboy who only had time for sex and money.

And sure, that might have been his life once, but he was bettering himself. He wasn’t sleeping around anymore, in fact he was barely leaving the house. After the fiasco with Stane, Tony had practically shut himself in his workshop, and Y/N wasn’t having it anymore.

Tonys best friend since childhood, Y/N had seen Tony at his absolute worst. Nothing he did phased her anymore.

Well, other than the Iron Man thing, but that’s a different story.

Y/N was a common presence in Tony's home. JARVIS answered to her just as much as he did Tony. She knew the ins and outs of the Malibu mansion, she knows everything there is to know about the place. Tony can’t lie to her to save his life.

She could hear the sound of Tonys tinkering from the top of the stairs, only getting louder as she continued to walk down.

“Jarvis,” She said. “Open the door, please.”

“Yes, Miss Y/L/N.”

“I thought I said to not let anyone in.” Tony addressed the AI, not looking up from his work.

“JARVIS likes me.” Y/N said, walking further into the workshop. “What’re you doing?”

“Working.” He answered simply, leaning back in his chair and looking up at her.

“Thought we said you’d be out of here after three?”

“I know, we did, but-” Tony sighed. “I’m sorry. I got distracted.”

“It’s okay.” Y/N assured him, placing a hand on his shoulder. “But it is getting late, and I ordered a pizza.”

“You’re amazing.” Tony smiled.

“I know.” She smiled back. “Come on, let’s go hunt for some drinks in your fridge.”

“Tony.” Y/N scooted closer to her friend. He was leaned back on the large couch, his lead lolled back against the back of it. “Tony.” She repeated, placing a hand on his shoulder.

At the contact, Tony shot up into a sitting position, frantically looking around the room, until his eyes landed on Y/N, and he visibly relaxed.

“It’s okay. It’s just me.” She said, holding up her hands to show she didn’t mean him harm.

“Oh god, I’m sorry.” Tony apologized, pressing the heels of his hands against his eyes.

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248 notes - Posted February 4, 2022

#2

Marvel Cinematic Universe Masterlist

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527 notes - Posted February 20, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Back Home

Newt Scamander x Reader

Fandom: The Wizarding World

Summary: Theres no better feeling than coming home from a long day of Ministry meetings

Warnings: None, just fluff

A/N: I just want to be very clear here, that I in no way support JKR and what she stands for, but I do still love the movies and characters, which is why I wanted to write this fic. These stories still mean a lot to me, even if the creator is a bitch

Newt had honestly had enough of today. It had been rather stressful, what with a long meeting at the Ministry, discussing the launch of his book. It was amazing that it was finally to be released, but the people helping him arrange everything were doing more harm than good, every meeting a bigger mess than the last.

Because of that, it had taken much longer than it should have, and on top of that it had been pouring rain the whole day. Needless to say, Newt wasn’t in the best mood.

Entering his apartment, he hung his now soaked coat up on the wall, and he felt himself immediately relax. The apartment was a welcome change compared to the dark, rainy street outside. It was warm and bright, homey and lived in.

He ran a hand through his hair as he walked through the apartment, trying to remove the water from it, but with little success. He came to a stop by the kitchen sink, grabbing a glass of water and leaning back against the counter. He took a moment to breathe, thankful that the horrid day was coming to an end, and happy to be home again.

Newt found himself pulled back to the real world by the sound of music coming from the basement, a smile creeping onto his face at the sound of string and brass instruments. He left his now empty glass of water on the counter, and made his way down the stairs, greeted by some of the creatures that they kept there on the way. A Fwooper was sitting on the railing, and a kneazle was laying on the steps, and farther down, two rouge bowtruckles had climbed from their tree onto the railing as well.

The farther down he got, the louder the music became, and he eventually found the source, smiling wider when he did. His wonderful fiancée Y/N was twirling around the room in time with the music, slowly, to account for the large potted tree she held in her hands. Newt could see Pickett sitting on her shoulder, who was also dancing to the music playing in the basement.

Y/N sat down the pot on one of the many tables in their makeshift workshop, and Pickett hopped from her shoulder to the tree, climbing about the branches.

“What do you think, Pick?” She asked, and the bowtruckle responded very positively.

Y/N smiled at Picketts enthusiasm, and with a swish and flick of her wand, the potted tree floated from the table, over to the cluster of potted wiggentrees in the corner of the workshop.

“Getting another one, are they?” Newt finally spoke up, making Y/N turn to look at him.

“Well, since they keep going on adventures all about in here, I think they want more climbing room.” Y/N said, landing the pot next to the other trees.

“Even though they keep making trouble?” Newt asked, coming to stand next to her.

“Giving them more room is lessening the chances of them getting to the desk and getting ink all over the notes. Again.” Y/N pointed out.

“That is true.” Newt agreed.

“And that corner would look dreadful without the trees there.” Y/N pointed out. “How was the meeting?”

“Dreadful, as always, I’m afraid.” Newt replied, causing Y/N to frown.

“I'm sorry, darling.” She said.

“It’s not your fault, don’t worry.” He assured her. “We’ll work it out soon enough.”

“Always the optimist, aren’t you?” Y/N smiled, placing a kiss on his cheek before walking to her desk.

“How have things been while I was gone?” Newt asked, doing his best to ignore the flush rising to his cheeks.

“Calm, for once. Only one rogue niffler, and that was just down here.” Y/N said as she rearranged all the papers on her desk.

“Nothing upstairs?” Newt questioned.

“For once.”

“Are they finally learning?” Newt asked, picking up one of the baby nifflers off a table

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[lynnie-ee]

Okay, Author– Hear me out..

A scenario where the Tweels ( poly please ) are kidnapped ( I don't know how they even did it ) by someone and THEN ✨WE✨ become their royal charming and save them?

Not after tormenting the one who kidnapped them, ofc! ^^

╰┈➤"Days at Night Raven College are never peaceful, but the prefect never expected having to rescue the Leech Twins from their questionable antics.”

╰►Gender neutral reader, scenario/drabble.

╰► Character: Poly relationship with the Leech twins. Just to clarify, a relationship of the prefect dating both Jade and Floyd, nothing between the tweels.

╰►Note: English is not my first language, so feel free to tell me if there's any grammatical mistake! <3

╰►Masterlist. (requests open)

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—If you're wondering why the tweels would even get kidnapped, the answer is simple: because they were bored and wanted to see what would happen.

—The kidnappers were probably people that wanted to take revenge on Azul, thinking that Jade and Floyd were just his friends, not realizing that they were actually menaces.

—The twins could easily run away if they wanted, but as soon as Floyd mouthed "do you think Shrimpy will come to save us?", Jade smiled widely, agreeing with his brother.

—Cue (Y/n) arriving to the dark room where they had kept the twins, a bunch of suspicious men looking at a single human, splashes of blood all through a dirty uniform from Night Raven College.

—"Oooh, our hero! Told ya they were going to come~."

—"Well, you were right. What a lovely surprise."

—The prefect is approached by a giant man in a suit, a weapon in his hands as he intended to question the student with an intimidating demeanor, being interrupted by the magicless prefect before he could speak.

—"WHERE THE HELL ARE MY BOYFRIENDS?"

—(Y/n) took him by the collar of his shirt, and that's where the fight started.

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"WHAT WERE BOTH OF YOU THINKING? YOU COULD HAVE BEATEN THEM UP ON YOUR OWN." An angered Ramshackle student scolded the now free eels, who just stood there with pleased faces.

"Shrimpy~! But you looked so cute while punching them, did Azul give you that boosting potion again? Can you do it more often?" Floyd excitedly hugged the prefect's side.

"Imma punch both of you, I HAVE A POTIONOLOGY TEST TOMORROW."

"Now, now, dear, let's calm down." Jade smiled with his usual collected appearance. "It was certainly amusing to see you fighting like that, so I can help you study as a way of compensating you."

"And I'll give you lots of hugs and kisses too~." Added Floyd, as he wasn't the best at tutoring.

(Y/n) looked at both of them with a tired but caring smile, knowing they wouldn't be able to stay angry at the Leech twins for a long time.

They thought about acting irritated for longer, but suddenly Jade took their hand with a loving demeanor, and the prefect couldn't help but let out a chuckle at the attitude of the twins, as Floyd remained clinging onto them for his dear life.

The Octavinelle second-years were definitely a weird pair to love, but they certainly made their live more bright.

"Fine. Let's go home, morons."

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[softtdaisy]

hi lovely! i’m submitting two if that’s okay i’ll submit them in separate asks of course! feel free to do one or both or none im mainly here to say congratulations on 600!!!!

this is the first one :

🎶 Feelings by Lauv

✨ super cute, lovey, happy, all the happy cute romantic feels

either tasm!pater or mcu!peter either one works

_feelings

tasm!peter parker x reader

based on: feelings by lauv

words: 702

a/n: i decided to pick tasm!peter for this one because this baby needs a break 😭 (but technically you can read it with mcu!peter in mind too) i love both your request thank you so much for participating, i hope you will love this story (i personaly do) 💛

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It was a lovely summer night. Not too hot. Not too cold. New York was rather quiet tonight. But the world could be crashing right now that you wouldn’t even care. 

What was more important than being with Peter?

He promised you multiple times that he will take you to the top of the Empire State. “I always go there when I have a rough day. And the sunset is amazing from there!” You were touched that he trusted you enough to show you his safe spot. You knew that being Spider-man wasn’t easy for him. That your arms sometimes weren’t enough to comfort him. 

But being Spider-man was time-consuming. And weeks went by without Peter being able to show you the sunset. “It’s not like it’s our only summer together Peter. I don’t plan on leaving you tomorrow.” You told him one day when he apologised again for missing the opportunity. 

But today was the day.

Around 8 p.m., Peter arrived in your room with his spidey suit on. He knocked on your window like he always did. Three small knocks to make sure you recognised him. Like you had other people coming at your window. "Come here love. We’ve got a sunset to see.” 

“What a lovely taxi I have here.” You laughed before getting on his back. You always wondered if it was difficult for him to carry you both around the town. He always seemed to do it like you both weighed nothing. Maybe you should give him a back massage after this trip. 

You quickly forgot about this idea when you arrived on top. It was pretty scary to be this high above the city. You trusted Peter with your whole heart but the idea of falling…”I’m holding you baby.” He said with a little laugh when he noticed your expression.

Peter took off his mask. He wanted it to be you and Peter. Not you and Spidey. And also because, like that, he could kiss you as much as he wanted. But he started with a small kiss on your nose. “You okay? You tell me if you want to go back on the ground…”you shook your head before putting your chin on his shoulder.

It was a quiet night. You didn’t need words right now. You were just enjoying the beauty of this orange and pink sky in front of you. The beauty of the night falling on the city that never sleeps. Your eyes were shiny in front of this show you would barely see in your life. 

And while you were falling in love with the sky. Peter was falling deeper in love with you. He loved how your eyes couldn’t stop looking at the view in front of you. How you kept opening and closing your mouth, like you wanted to say anything but couldn’t find the words. He loved how you were grabbing him harder by moments, without even realizing it. How you were proving to him that he made the right choice to show you this post. There was no else in the world he would have wanted to share this with.

Peter has some difficulty accepting he was worth loving. He wasn’t always doing the right thing, no matter how much he tried. He made some mistakes that could never be undone. And for that, he was ready to give up on happiness. 

Then he met you one day. You were like an angel fallen from the sky. You looked at him, at Peter. And for the first time in many months, he remembered there was someone behind the mask he was hiding under. When he was looking at you, he guessed that somehow life decided he deserved happiness too. He deserved to be loved. 

When the sky was starting to turn dark, you turned your face to Peter. Who was still looking at you with the loveliest smile. “You’re missing the whole thing Pete!” You said with a pleading voice. 

“Trust me, I’m seeing the most beautiful thing in the world right now.” He whispered before kissing you. A thank you for being in my life kiss. A I promise you an eternity of moments like this kiss.

[cesca-untoldstories]

You know what, this is over. but for the good! now that I know who is really the person harrassing me making it more obviously is time for me to jump off this "depresso spresso" situation and go loud for everyone following me.

✨STOP HARRASSING / TALKING BEHIND PEOPLE'S BACK ABOUT THEIR SHIPS AND STORIES. DOING THAT WILL ONLY MAKE YOU BECOME A STALKER AND A JEALOUS PERSON✨

instead of doing that, remember a few things for all self-shippers and OC-shippers:

🐠We are allow to gush and consider our F/O in love with us, is not selfish, is self-care.

🐠We are allow to not share a F/O and continue our lifes without harrassing others that share the same F/O. is not inmaturity, is just not in the same vibe with others and no need to accept just because you are afraid. for both parts I'm talking about.

🐠The character is not yours, the story is yours and you can do whatever you like with it and gush and have headcanons about it. don't impose and don't let other impose over you that they are more canon than you over a character. non-sense. both have the sames rights and the same fun.

🐠Remember that self-care is important, there are times that you don't feel like talking much about your F/O and that doesn't mean you don't deserve them. Sharing Love is like a tree. when you plant it you don't expect to grow tomorrow, somedays will be more water somedays gloomy days will come but patience and not giving up is what make us what we are and what we deserve.

🐠More a Hot-take but Stop harrassing people with their ships or their "grown-up" version of their F/Os. that's not sick, nor P*do as many said. you might love a character when you both shared the same age but characters sadly don't age as us in real life. and keeping the character growing up with you is not sick. is maturity and is making you a rasonable person.

🐠I'm sick and tired of people telling others what to do. what to think. is ok to make mistakes and is ok to accept that you were not right sometimes, is part of growing as a person. but never start talking bad about someone just for loving a character and giving them a different ending. we all have different stories, personal stories and that what make us different.

🐠the last but not least, Remember you are here with your F/O to have fun, to feel loved and love too, to meet new people that got another story and have conversations about it. why hating when we can be more mature about it and tell that we all have different stories and we are proud of what we made. because there are things that cash can't buy and is time and patience, self-grow. and you with your F/O have all in that, that make it so special.

you can add your 🐠 too but never stop loving what make you happy.