#im desperate mb

[xxsophiestompxx]

Btw the ask thing is cus im not good at making up questions so uhm pls ask stuff.

Shamelessly desperate for asks sooo please

[three-bunnies-in-a-trenchcoat]

I need to finish this chapter so I can get my three comments but frankly I don't want to

[abimee]

also i will say. i love endwalker but old sharlaya becoming The hub to hangout didnt entice me much so seeing everyone momentarily return to being in the crystarium hits me with a level of nostalgia unknown to man. makes me smile seeing it lively once more, even if just for a few days

[toelessbastard]

IFORGOR IT WAS IDIOTS DONT GET COLDS THURSDAY OHHHHHHH

[bi-demon-ium]

things about mr nicholas benedict's life that drive me insane:

the fact he blamed himself for what happened with him and his brother for over two decades, and is still blaming himself, even once he's told two close friends about it

and just generally what we know about his childhood, even in the orphanage, and his complicated relationship with his brother

evidence also implies the glenns were likely not the best adopted parents either

the fact that no one believed him for years leading up to the events of canon and that he was dismissed as crazy/paranoid/a conspiracy theorist, to the point where the other characters note it's had a visible effect on him and he seems more stressed and less happy/healthy every day

also just as a side note the fact that before, what must have been ten years or so before, when milligan first came to his door, it was because he heard rumors about mr benedict: "a brilliant, compassionate man who seems to know about all manner of things... a man who will listen." like on one hand part of that is probably related to the "him being crazy/paranoid/talking about impossible things" but also. the fact that his reputation was still that of a kind genius is just.... ough.

actually everything about how he and milligan is met is ough. i've ranted about this before.

just generally he's been so alone and the other adults are pretty much the only people we know he has a good and lasting relationship with, and they all call him "mr benedict", "benedict", or "sir".

also just thinking in general like. god like. the conversation outside the cabin in 1x03 drives me insane like. how he's just like. so immediately willing to put himself in danger rather than any of them, how he sadly is like. i ask so much of you, of all of you (yes, milligan says gently, but you give more, and nicholas doesn't believe it) and how when he tries to get across i wouldn't ask if i didn't think it was important, please, please forgive me, i don't want you in danger, i promise i'm only asking because i think we need it, but milligan just says i won't let you down like he isn't quite getting the message, the way he says thank you but it's quiet and milligan's already gone when he looks up.......OUGHHH HHH HHH HHHH HHH

and his interactions with the other characters in general like. he's so willing to listen and he's just. he wants to help. ough

the man has the self-esteem of a squashed peanut.

constance, his psychic daughter, describing him as "not strong" and "a glass house built on desperate optimism"

honestly also just all of his interactions with his brother. holy shit.

and how immediately post s1, when he's just gone through the world's worst month, everyone immediately scatters. not that it's their fault or they were wrong to do so but as far as i can tell it's not unlikely that literally right after that it was Just Him And Constance for a while. which is. wild. man got off the emotional rollercoaster still spinning and was immediately made a single father of an angry traumatized child psychic in an empty huge house. amazing

also hey the fact that post season 1 pre season 2 no one believed him again. he was dismissed as jealous, a downer, paranoid, even by his friends, however well-intentioned they were

this man has been gaslit so fucking much.

someone please hug him.

this isn't even getting INTO the brainwashing at the cult compound holy FUCK.

[giamee]

𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐌𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐘!

╭─────────────────────── ( 🫀 )

there's a certain beauty and pain in being with someone carnally, and nothing more than that

› 〉 📂 .ೃ | friends with benefits, more angst than smut, like this is basically all angst no smut lol, kinda short too mb

header art (left to right) by pcrow ; artsquirre ; _sekidesu

╰─➤ 💌 ₍₁₎ being in a situationship is all fun and games until u catch feelings fr 😕. anyways. let's go thru that pain in this. lowkey i wanna make a part 2 to this with a happy ending cos im SOFT lmaooo

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 ALHAITHAM.

BEING IN... WHATEVER THIS RELATIONSHIP COULD BE CLASSIFIED AS was not good for your mental health. in the past weeks that you and alhaitham had started sleeping together, you had been plunged into one of the worst emotional rollercoasters that you had ever been on.

what didn't help was the way he treated you so differently depending on the setting. you understood not wanting people to know, but did he have to ignore you entirely in public?

he wouldn't even spare you a glance as you walk past each other in the halls, eyes stubbornly trained ahead, leaving you steamrolled in his icy trail. and if you dare to try and talk to him- he'd look at you like you've grown a second head, completely shunning you and walking away as quickly as possible.

but it's a different story behind closed doors- in private, he's the sweetest man alive.

he'll whisper such sweet nothings into your ear, wipe your tears so tenderly with his thumbs like a lover would. he'd prop himself up with an elbow just so that he can gaze into your eyes as he pushes into you, even smiling at you as he watches the way your expression changes.

and the way he kisses you is what really throws you- always with such desperation and urgency, like he needs you in order to breathe when it's quite the opposite. he kisses you like he loves you, and the sensation is dizzying, perplexing when those fantasies are ripped from you in favour of reality.

but you know that you won't ever be his. not properly.

if it was meant to be, he'd at least smile at you as he passed. the more rational parts of your brain screamed at you to call it quits before you're sucked in too deep, but some part of you still held onto the hope that one day he would see you then smile.

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 THOMA.

IT TRULY HURT TO REMEMBER THAT you weren't actually dating thoma. it was easy to get fooled- he was a gentleman, making sure to treat you right even when you weren't fucking. he'd make sure that you were okay, and he never kicked you out as soon as it was over.

he'd ask about your day, take interest in you and what you're doing. and arguably, worst of all, he wasn't afraid to be seen with you. the details that blurred the lines defining your relationship seemed like an afterthought, if the way his arm wrapped around your shoulders indicated anything.

you were his, unofficially or not. it only took a glance to be able to tell.

you liked to think that he was yours, too. that you meant something to him- more than just a pastime and a stress reliever.

there were moments where it was easier to believe it- with the way his eyes remain transfixed on you as you writhe in pleasure, cries of his name leaving your lips- his little coos and reassurances buttering you up, having you right in his palm, so pliant and willing for him.

maybe he got off on knowing that he makes you feel good in every sense of the word. seeing you happy acting as some sort of foreplay, all so he can claim you as his in every way except the one that you wanted most.

the urge to tell him how you feel, those three little words that dangle on the tip of your tongue and fight to be freed, are a constant struggle. but something inside you, some sick gut instinct, stopped you from blurting it out every time.

the fear of his reaction- disgust? confusion? kept you uncertain. a part of you would die if he didn't reciprocate your feelings. it was better not to know, and keep living in the make-belief of being his without the label.

you could only hope that you would be proved wrong one day.

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 WRIOTHESLEY.

DESPITE EVERYTHING, YOU COULDN'T HELP BUT crawl back to him every single time. a never-ending cycle- one that you couldn't escape even if you wanted to.

both of you knew how it goes. you unblock him, play coy for a few messages before he's telling you to come over. you fuck like it's the last time you ever will- it never is- and then you spend the night.

he'll hold you, play with your hair, even kiss you, and you pretend that it's enough. if you're lucky, he'll even lend you a shirt that smells of him to sleep in.

and this facade is fine- while it lasts. but then you remember why you blocked him in the first place- the forced indifference, his refusal to open up. the way it hurt your heart to be pushed aside.

and then you go and ask him what you mean to him. he'll smile at you without mirth, the both of you knowing how this conversation goes. he doesn't want anything serious. you want more.

and then it's tears, you ripping off his shirt and throwing it back at him, storming out of his place and blocking his number with shaking fingers.

you cry yourself to sleep in your cold and empty bed- already sorely missing the warmth of his body as he holds you close to him in his sleep, whether he's aware of that or not.

and you're fine, you tell yourself. you can live without him. and you do, for a little while. honestly, he's the last thing on your mind as you distract yourself with work or seeing your friends.

but then a lonely night gets the best of you, abd you find your finger hovering over the call button next to his name. and you press it, cursing yourself for doing it.

he picks up at the third ring, voice smug as if he knew you couldn't go much longer without him.

and he's right, unfortunately.

you're already out the door, on the way to his apartment.

𝜗𝜚 genshin impact masterlist

[kurooandkenmasslut]

ANYTHING FOR YOU.

𝐆𝐞𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭!!

Based on this link

unprotected sex, neighbours listening... nipple play & sucking, cowgirl (riding) pregnancy (baby fever guys mb 😓), slight hair tugging, heavy makeout, sloppy sex, aftercare king & drabbbbbleeeee

reblogs are appreciated, don't be shy & minors pls don't interact, ageless blogs will be blocked <3

You weren't really sure on how of this happened.

All you remember is being at your boyfriends birthday celebration at the bar, his followers, drink, sweat, and chatter surrounded you. A certain pair of cat eyed eyes stared at your figure all night, already knowing who it was.

Back to the present, your now situated on sugurus lap, his big hands exploring your lower half, peaking his hands under your dress.

Tounges tied to each other while your hips grinded, you let out a moan, feeling his big bulge hitting your clit under your thin laced panties.

He smirked through the makeout, pulling the straps of your skimpy dress down, aswell as your bra, letting your breasts be free.

"suguu.. mmhf.."

"hush angel, I needa see to them first, ya know?' He panted through breaths, continuing sucking on your nipple like a newborn baby.

You grinded harder, as if your pussy wasn't already dripping with slick. Suguru groaned, earning yourself a loud slap on the ass.

Your hands focused on his buttons on his trousers, with shaky hands, you pulled down his briefs, (with his help of lifting his hips up), his big cock sprung out at you.

"sugu, i dont think it'll fi- mhhff!" Interrupted by the sudden push sliding down his cock.

"yeah angel? take me so nicely, i think it fits perfect- fuck.. your so tight baby, ease a lil' bit yeah?"

You groaned as he stretched you out. No matter how many times or how long, the feeling of being streched will never become old. After the pain subsided, you slowly bounced on his dick, while he sat back, a big cheeky grin plastered on his face, watching the gorgeous view.

You, panting and tits bouncing as you struggle to take him, trying to be wary of the complaints of the neighbours.

But in this moment of time, you seriously couldn't give a fuck. Riding your boyfriend raw and loud sounds better than being self conscious that someone is listening. not that you could properly form a thought if you tried anyway.

Every vein, every twitch of his cock, you could feel it, making you reel your head back in pleasure. jesus, this cock will be the death of you.

A tight knot formed in your stomach and your legs were twitching. you were close, both you and him knew it. suguru smirked, rubbing his hands on your ass, messaging it almost.

"sugu.. i-i can't, help- nghh.. sugu!"

"what's the magic word, sweetie,"

"Please sugu! please please! I'm so close!"

the cheeky grin never left his face, only widening. He then took your place, grabbed your ass, rutting his hips into yours at inhuman speed.

"shit.. im starting to get- cl-close.. where do I-" he panted, his eyebrows knitted together as he was coming close.

"inside!! sug-uuhh.. p-pluhhhease!" You squealed, desperate to feel the familiar warmth in your womb.

he raised a brow, of course, you two have talked about having kids, he had the money, you had the time, the house, the two loving parents, everything was perfect.

For some reason that thought of your stomach round with his baby, your tits blown and filled with milk, whining for his help and how sore it was. that egged him on, because he imagined your beautiful face, a grin plastered on your face as he served you the weird craving you were crying for.

As if he could go harder and faster, he did. He then put you on your back, you were startled by the sudden force and speed, you cried out, no, screamed, out. Words couldn't even form in your heads you couldn't warn him that you were cumming.

Cum dripped down your pussy, squelching loud and ringing out in the bedroom.

You gripped onto his back, leaving red marks on his back, your legs around his waist. Suguru held your hips, his eyes stared into you, watching every reaction. He had a habit of being observant.

Soon enough he emptied his seed into your womb, slowing down, riding out his high. You two heavily panted, exhausted from the hard intercourse.

Suguru let go of your waist, holding your hands as he slipped out, making you shiver.

He kissed your forehead and then your lips.

"You alright? want me to get something?" He asked while he rubbed your knuckles.

"Um.. a-a hot bath, please!" he smiled, muttering an "of course,"he slipped on his silk robe you gifted him, before heading out into your shared bathroom.

two minutes later he came back, carrying you bridal style to the bath, carefully setting you down into the bath. It had your favourite scent and favourite flower petals, bubbles reaching to your neck.

"Sugu? can you join me and help me wash my hair? I'm exhausted."

"Of course darling, anything for you." He chuckled.

[cosmic-pindrops]

Currently obsessed with the scraps Martha Wells keeps giving us about other SecUnits bc those relationships could get so complicated?? Three what was up with you???

(help im devloping highly specific headcanons about niche characters) ->

Like bare w me but what if Three had a batchmate on it's team (02 for instance)?

You would share similar/the same genetics (MB says so in SC). If you're SecUnits from the same batch, does that make you family? Would you call two cars from the same toyota factory siblings?? Or just coworkers that happen to be identical twins? And share the same trauma. And love the same other SecUnit (01) who's ALSO your coworker and maybe sortof adopted you?? Because it was alone before you came and now it can't bear being without you? And all of this has the most intense star-crossed romantic tension underneath because you're all so desperately in love (if you even know what that is) but also in mortal danger at all times because you're a piece of equipment (that shouldn't love anything). And this isn't even getting into the various ways they could handle working under a govmod. AND an augmented-human-run HubSys. How would they get around it, to protect each other? Can they?

I'm over here foaming at the mouth and MB doesn't even think they're FRIENDS buddy you don't even know

[klxudykai]

the ugly part of reality shifting

as great as shifting is, its really fucking draining. like REALLY draining. its nice that people want to show the fun and positive side of shifting and all, but once new shifters (specifically) hit the stage where they're drained and extremely demotivated, they aren't going to know how to deal with these new overwhelming emotions. reality shifting takes a toll on our mental health even if we don't like to admit it. this may not apply to everything, but I know it applies to the majority.

ive been shifting since 2021 (if you saw my post Abt me starting shifting in 2019 that was wrong lmfao mb yall-). and I still haven't shifted. I used to think I'd shift within 4 years but surprise surprise. I haven't. I'm drained and demotivated. I don't completely believe I wont ever shift, but I don't think I can get what I want by manifesting or affirming or doing any of that. I think the universe will just randomly hand it to me. it sounds dumb but that's the weird luck I have. when I don't expect it, I get what I want. but when I try hard and I expect it, nothing happens or I get smth worse. i don't think that even when I put blood,sweat, and tears into this that I'll shift. I've discovered so much shit about myself yet I am still here with no experience of what its like in another reality let alone my dr. never saw my dr once. only in my dreams and my imagination.

im going to be completely honest when I say that shifting is not for the weak. I'm not saying this to get you to quit because shifting is one of the best things that I found. I just want you to know that its not always going to be perfect. you might feel desperate, you might feel homesick, you might feel exhausted mentally. and sometimes you'll make progress but then find another obstacle. quite frankly, fuck the obstacles because that's not the issue. its how you deal with them that really determine how your growth goes. and no I'm not saying it controls if you'll shift or not because it doesn't. but if you're a person that gives up easily, its going to be hard to overcome those blockages. I say that because I myself give up easily. which is ironic because I don't give up when it comes to certain goals I want to accomplish (one of those goals being shifting), but I refuse to get rid of those so called "blockages" and avoid them even though I know what's the problem. I avoid them because I don't know how to fix them and I just have this fear that's telling me I'll fail.

this post probably doesn't make a lot of sense but that's because I'm writing this in the heat of the moment so I'm not doing a lot of thinking, I'm just typing. what I'm saying is don't be that person that avoids the problems. be transparent with yourself because I'm telling you, the more you avoid it, the more drained youre going to become. it might turn into an endless loop where you think about your Dr daily but you have zero energy to shift. and it fucking sucks.

overall, please take breaks whether they're mental or shifting breaks, if you feel like there is an issue with yourself, fix it. this is a hard journey but it will be a lot easier once you're honest and overcome problems that need to be solved.

(disclaimer that this may not apply to everyone, just the people who are going through a rough patch in their journey. this is mainly just my perspective and what I've heard from a friend of mine since our issues seemed pretty similar. and if anyone needs someone to talk to, my DMS are open. I want my blog to be a safe space and that this is a place where not everything is perfect. I love y'all and please take care and don't stress yourselves <33)

also, fuck that toxic positivity shit that just makes mfs more drained. if you feel demotivated address it don't push it away

[ralvezfanatic]

I fucking NEED to read what it'd be like to have Luke absolutely writhing beneath you. Whether you're riding him or he's letting you top him🙏

Luke Alvez x GN!Reader

Reader teases Luke while riding him, watching him beg and become a mess under them.

Warnings: No actual plot, gets straight into the smut. Sorta Submissive Luke and Dom/Tease Reader. Luke is whiny and needy !! No mention of Readers genitalia. Luke speaks spanish quite a lot cuz im gay for him speaking spanish mb.. um also first time writing sub Luke sooo

Word Count: 932

A/N: bestie, i am so sorry this took so long. as much as i LOVED this request, my mind blanked out whenever I tried writing. i hope you still like this 😭

You sit on top of Luke, naked and a big smirk on your face from teasing him. He lays beneath you, uncomfortably hard, his eyes clouded with lust while your hands trail his chest.

“Please cariño, I need to be in you so bad. Please..” Luke begged, his hands moving up to hold you, his hips bucking upwards slightly.

“Yeah? You need me? You wanna fuck me?” You lean down close to his face, your breath tickling his neck. You let out a small laugh, pressing an opened mouth kiss on his neck as he lets out a small whine.

“Sí.. sí, please..” He begged, his hands trying to pull you down unsuccessfully.

You chuckle at his desperate voice, pulling away from him to sit up. You back up, taking a hold of his length to line yourself up. 

Luke groans as he slowly enters you, his fingers digging into you, trying to pull you down completely. 

You let out a groan as he enters you completely, sitting on his member for a moment to get used to the intrusion. “Fuck Luke. You fill me up so well..” You murmur out, slowly rocking your hips as you get used to his size.

“Mm, cariño, please..” Luke groans out, thrusting his hips upwards trying to push into you. 

“Shh, relax, be patient.” You laugh, your hands moving onto his stomach to calm him. 

“Be a good boy, alright?” You ask, slowly starting to speed up the movement of your hips. You grind yourself on his dick, riding him as he tries to hold back his moans. 

His hands hold your hips, and he looks up to you with lust clouded eyes. “Faster, please.” He begged, his hands trying to guide you on himself. 

You laugh at his desperation, but comply anyway. You allow him to guide you, speeding up your movements and riding him faster. “God, you're so good Luke.. so so good.” You praised him softly, only causing his hips to buck up with another moan.

“Mas rapido.. Please Y/N.. faster. ”His nails dug into your skin as he thrusted into you, chasing your tight walls, but his actions were quickly stopped by you.

“Calm down, last time I checked you weren't in charge here” You grabbed his wrists, pulling them off you and pinned them against the bed. 

This was a bit new to both of you, but not unliked. You weren't usually the dominant one in bed, but damn did Luke enjoy it when you were.

He loved being controlled by you, having you use him and boss him around. It added to the moment, the pleasure. 

“Lo siento mi amor..” He mumbled out, forcing his hips to stay down,

You smiled as he finally calmed down, but kept his hands pinned down just to remind him who was in charge.

You grinded yourself on his length, trying to find your sweet spot with each movement. With a swift movement, his dick hit a specific spot, causing you to moan out loudly. You kept that angle, groaning out with each time you hit that one spot.

Your moans were only music to Luke's ears, each of them adding to his arousal. He groaned and whined as he struggled not to thrust up into you. 

“Porfa.. please.. mas, need more..” Luke muttered out, unsure what he was even begging for. He groaned, trying to move his hands to hold you again, but you still pinned him down.

You ignored his pleas, continuing to use his dick for your own pleasure, moving your hips back and forth. You hit your spot almost every time, bringing yourself closer to the edge every time.

Luke cried out each time you moved, his dick twitching inside you. He groaned, bucking his hips upwards and trying to move his hands out your grip. 

“Ay dios, I’m so close..” Luke grunted, shutting his eyes as he bit back a moan. 

You finally released his hands, and he immediately put them on your body, his hands running up your thighs, holding back his moans as you rode him.

“Ya casi.. porfa.. God Y/N you feel so good.” He muttered as he felt his orgasm approach. His hands moved up your thighs and to your waist, holding you down on him. 

The room filled with the erotic sounds of both your moans, and the sound of you riding him.

“Y/N.. ya, ya voy a-” With a last movement forward, and Luke bucking upwards, he finally came inside you with a moan.

“Fuck, I'm close Luke..” You groaned as he finished inside you, moving faster on him, chasing your own orgasm.

Luke whined softly as you used him, the pleasure slowly overwhelming him. His hands grabbed your hips, trying to slow you down slightly, but failed to actually stop you.

With one last movement down onto him, you hit your spot again and came onto him. You moaned out, slowly grinding yourself on his dick as you rode out your high, small praises slipping past your lips. 

You panted as you came down from your high, still on Luke, his semen slowly dripping out of you. You leaned down, resting your head on his shoulder taking a breath before finally getting off of him.

“You really change when you're not the one on top huh?” You chuckle laying down next to Luke, who just blushes slightly.

“Callate mejor.” He muttered, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you to him to cuddle.

You laugh and hug him back, his head nuzzling into the crook of your neck. 

Taglist: @starch1ldz @jaden-reid, @the-gregster, @lover-of-books-and-tea, @eli-chris

[three-bunnies-in-a-trenchcoat]

I need to write something for Skyward Sword NOW

[yunwangja]

down bad - tooru oikawa smau twoshot

now im down bad crying at the gym

everything comes out teenage petulance

fuck it if i can't have her

i might just die, it would make no difference

oikawa is your good friend since you were a freshman - but little did you know that he is actually head over heels for you.

tags: oikawa x fem!reader, high school friends to lovers, pining, jealous and desperate oikawa lol, and eventual fluff i thinKK

warnings/notes: swearing, idk if this counts as a smau but it's more written content than socmed elements! seijoh 4 (aside from oikawa obviously) are side characters. mb if they are a bit ooc and dont mind any typos/grammatical mistakes in case. idrk how else to describe this but its oikawa being an emotional wreck bc of y/n. i only made a twoshot to divide the length of the story :d it's not too serious don't be fooled by the cover i just did it for the *aesthetic*

partly inspired by down bad by taylor swift

part 1: everything comes out teenage petulance

immediately after the whistle blows during a match, oikawa tooru’s expression changes. in the court, he’s known to be fierce, confident, and a skilled volleyball player; but once he steps outside of it, he’s just a boy.

a boy constantly wanting to be noticed by the girl he likes - you. he craves for your attention, your smile, your laugh, and your touch. since your first day as a freshman when he was a junior, the chemistry of his brain was changed, and it was only filled with you.

what can he do? he just wants you.

despite his popularity and charming personality, oikawa becomes a bumbling mess around you. he effortlessly turns down other girls with a smile, having the ability to leaving them giggling and kicking their feet after rejecting them. but when it comes to the girl of his dreams, he can’t even muster the courage to make a move or ask you out.

he often marvels at the miracle of your friendship, wondering how he manages to talk with you at all. in your presence, he feels both immense pressure and profound relief—safe yet burdened by a heavy facade that conceals his true feelings.

despite reassurances from his childhood friend iwaizumi that he’ll be fine, oikawa remains tormented by the idea of confessing to you. his biggest fear is your rejection. he doesn’t just worry about typical "what ifs" - what if she doesn’t feel the same way back? or, what if she avoids me if i tell her? he dreads everything that could go wrong, because he just knows he’ll never be able to get up if you turned him down.

call him dramatic (and he is), but the thought of you not returning his feelings feels catastrophic. he loves you deeply and prioritizes your feelings no matter what, but grapples with a selfish desire: to love you and only you. the idea of you not wanting that devastates him.

nevertheless, oikawa cherishes every moment with you, never taking your presence and whatever you have today for granted. each smile he puts on your face is a reward for him.

“y/n, you're here~” he greets you with an exaggerated wave from the court as soon as he sees you in the bleachers, waiting for him.

being the good friend you are, and a supportive student of your school, you were always present whenever the boys’ volleyball team had a match.

it was like your unofficial club at this point, and your friends keep teasing you that you’re only there for the one and only captain of the team. they weren’t completely wrong, but you keep denying it and tell yourself you’re just there ‘as a friend’. 

you put on a big smile acknowledging his presence, “tooru!” you wave at him back excitedly, “do great today!”

he only chuckles in response, nodding and scratching the back of his head. “roger that!” he salutes, making you laugh.

you motioned for him to come closer, and he gladly did. from your pocket, you took something out and threw it down to him. "catch!"

of course, oikawa effortlessly caught it. opening his palm, he saw a friendship bracelet inscribed with his name and a heart. he couldn’t control his delight, wore it immediately, and looked up to you.

“with that, you’ll definitely win! no bets needed.” you smile at him. 

“thank you, y/n!” 

as he turns around to prepare for the match, there's a noticeable shift in his demeanor. “let's do this,” he declares, suddenly energized and ready, thanks to your support. with a stretch of his arms, he reassures himself that today will be a good day, as long as you're by his side, smiling at him.

“he’s so down bad for her,” matsukawa whispers to iwaizumi. 

during the intense match that followed, oikawa displayed remarkable skill and determination, leading their team to a hard-fought victory.

after the match ended and the celebrations quiet down, he finds himself in the locker room, still catching his breath from the adrenaline rush. his face glistens with sweat, testament to the effort he put in. as he wipes his forehead with a towel, he finally breaks the silence with iwaizumi, his voice reflecting a mix of relief and curiosity. “i didn’t see y/n when the match ended. where is she?”

"oh, she was there until we finished our post-match rituals with the opponents," hanamaki chimed in, overhearing. "then i saw a senior from another school talking to her and they left together."

oikawa’s eyes immediately shot up at the mention of another person with you, because of two reasons: one, this is unusual to happen after a match, and two, just why?

his teammates knew what this meant for him. quickly changing into a clean jersey and packing his things, oikawa turned to them. "can you put my bag on the bus? i’ll look for her." this was more of a command instead of a favor, not caring any less if they were willing to do so or not. 

he searched everywhere, navigating through volleyball players, fangirls, and schoolmates. his charismatic smile kept his fans engaged as he scanned the venue looking for you.

finally, near the staircase leading to the audience seats, he spotted a figure resembling you. hanamaki’s observation was spot on—there was indeed a man, tall and around his age, talking to you with a smile.

not wanting you to notice him, oikawa subtly moved for a better view. he froze as he saw you chuckling and tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. he couldn’t hear what you were talking about, but all that mattered was that a sweet smile was plastered on your face.

it pained him deeply. his face grew hot, and he hurriedly walked to the nearest water fountain to cool off. it’s fine, that’s nothing. there’s nothing to be upset about. it’s just them talking, that’s not a big deal. it’s not like they’re together or something. he was trying to distract himself, but it was to no avail.

deep down, he knew he was being selfish. he hates that he doesn’t have the right to feel this way. he hates that you’re not his. he feels stupid for feeling jealous over your non-existent relationship. he feels like shit, and it’s all just because you smiled, and it wasn’t because of him. 

he thanked his lucky stars for being alone at the water fountain, because his eyes just started watering while stepping on the fountain’s pedal.

this scene is actually familiar to him already. there were definitely occasional moments like this where someone would approach you and ask you out, and he would hear about it, isolate himself, then cry about it out of jealousy and frustration.

it was a recurring episode he despised. in moments like these, he’d be furious with himself. why didn’t i make a move any sooner? of course y/n has other admirers, she’s perfect. i wouldn’t be surprised if she got a boyfriend. but it’s not me. i hate it. and i hate myself more because i didn’t do anything. what if she gets a boyfriend? will she stop talking to me? will whatever we have end? but still, she wouldn’t be mine. that’s the worst of it all. 

he wiped his tears while drinking from the fountain, feeling pathetic. he hates crying like this, because he’s a grown man, but he also can’t help it because it’s you.

you are the only person who can override his emotions. you make him crazy, literally. you could make him laugh, cry, angry, happy, jealous, name all of them - all just with the thought of you. 

he drowned himself with his own thoughts, trying to stifle his sobs.

“tooru? are you crying?”

your voice startled him and turned to your direction. “y/n…”

he stared at you, tears still in his eyes as he straightened up. this is the first time you’ve seen him cry since you both met - it’s not like he was someone who was emotional per se, especially around you.

"is something wrong?" concerned, you moved closer, reaching out to comfort him. he surprised you by wrapping his arms around you, holding you tightly.

taken aback but returning the hug, you drew circles on his back as he sobbed quietly against your shoulder. you wondered why he could be feeling this way. it’s not like they lost the match, and he was surely smiling like a champ the whole day. 

there was a chance someone could’ve said or done something hurtful, but aside from those possibilities, there was nothing you could think of as to why he would feel this down, but whatever it was, you were ready to help him. 

you waited patiently for him to compose himself, trying to figure out what had upset him. "i’m sorry, i…" he turned to face you, still hugging you. "don’t worry, i’ll be fine." he wiped his tears.

"you came at the right time, so i’ll be fine," he said, smiling weakly despite his red eyes. resting his chin on your head, he closed his eyes. "just bear with me a bit."

he slowly covers your ears with both of his hands, confusing you, but you allowed him, thinking that this is the best way you can help.

all of a sudden, you feel a kiss on your forehead. that surprised you for sure, but you forgot to react to it when you saw him mutter something with a small smile, and you couldn’t understand due to his hands hindering your sense of hearing.

“what?” you try to ask as he removes his hands on your ears and wraps his arms around you again. “did you say something? i can’t lip read, you know.”

he only chuckles, slowly regaining his composure, “you don’t need to know.” 

figuring that you’ll let it pass, you let him hug you a while longer, knowing it comforted him. eventually, when he released you, his nose was still red and his eyes were slightly swollen.

"thank you for being here, y/n," he smiled, patting your head. "sorry for my sudden actions. i hope you didn’t mind."

you shook your head, not at all bothered. "it’s not like you did anything wrong," you reassured him. "i’m glad i could help."

you didn’t want to ask him about why he cried any further, nor how he ended up here, since if he wanted to talk about it, he would’ve said it already. at some point, oikawa prompted the both of you to get going, walking side by side. “by the way, i didn’t see you after we won. where did you go?”

he looks at you as you answer, “oh! a senior from another school told me he wanted to talk to me earlier - although i just realized i wasn’t able to know what school he was from, since his uniform didn’t give any hints.” 

you continue, “anyway, he started off by mentioning the match. i thought he wanted to be introduced to you, thinking he saw us before the match. but then he asked me out,” your eyebrows furrow.

your answer tugs at oikawa’s heart a bit. “so, you’re going out on a daaate?” he said teasingly, putting up a facade. what a liar i am, he thought to himself.

you immediately react and wave your hands in denial, “no, no! when i knew he was asking me out, i turned him down immediately. besides, i’m interested in someone else.” as you finished the last sentence, you tried to look away from his gaze.

his eyes lit up momentarily. trying to conceal his emotions, he looked away for a second and fixed his expression, “i see.”

“anyway, and then i went here since i got thirsty, then there you were.” you finished explaining.

oikawa felt a whirlwind of emotions following your explanation. relief washed over him knowing nothing happened with the other guy, but the mention of you being interested in someone else gnawed at his mind. who could it be? his heart raced with both hope and anxiety, the idea of you liking someone else creating a knot in his stomach.

determined to spend more time with you, he resolved to uncover the truth about who you were interested in. or not. he actually doesn’t know.

"are you heading home now?" he asked, and you shook your head. "no, i need to stop by school. i have some things to pick up from our club room."

your answer lit up an idea for oikawa. 

part 2

[falling-star-cygnus]

things i've noticed about HSR characters bc i literally have nothing better to do with my time

part one: Mr. Guard Dog cold dragon young himself: ✨Dan Heng✨

also i really really really love character design and desperately want a job in the field one day so maybe this can just be a practice in observation

Dan Heng scrunches his nose when he's bein protective *someone threatens the Express* Dan Heng: ò^ó

he {along with the trailblazer} doesn’t have an icon on the missions panel -> The spear is Welt's, as seen in the middle image although i suppose the spear could be Dan Heng's and the little circles inside the flames could be Welt but the design is closer to the old man's

✨☁️CLOUD MOTIFS☁️✨ -> that's such a corny cute lil detail, i love it

compared to Stelle and March, his Astral Express badge is a lot harder to see -> you have to rotate his avatar to get clear visual of it [also another cloud emblem on his pant leg]

i almost didn't want to include this one because it's such an obvious detail [the writing, not the attacks] that it's not really 'noticing' it's 'commenting' -> still tho, im curious as to what the script on his coat means. and im an absolute sucker for this kinda design -> His attacks mimic calligraphy strokes!

finally, maple leaves. more specifically- the symbolism behind these leaves -> It varies a little between cultures but the most common interpretations are 'honor', 'wisdom', and 'strength' -> it can also be taken as a symbol of protection, but that's lesser known -> Celtic, Chinese, and Japanese folklore all liken the leaves to an abundance of character but both Chinese and Japanese cultures see them symbolic of 'lovers'

what's really interesting about the 'honor' aspect is that Blade's moniker 'Blade' is also a symbol of honor -> which ties their characters together a bit more but also mb smth else yk yk ^ that's purely speculation and hopefulness though, i have no basis for it

HC for the road: Boothill saw Dan Heng scrunch his nose during the time they were teamed up and instinctively poked at it to smooth it out [it reminded him of when his daughter would pout]

if you enjoyed this lmk!! i'd be more than happy to do this with any other characters as well, within or outside hoyo's reach >W<

[bi-demon-ium]

the fact that constance knows something is wrong with mr. benedict ("we need to find mr. benedict. something is very wrong") like. on one hand it's possible she's just getting a like. premonition, like an alarm bell, that something Plot-Relevant is wrong (lol not that she has meta powers but like. Relevant To Her And Her Situation) but also consider she's attuned to people she loves she's close to and she's like known he's been worried and scared and frustrated and trying to be strong and he's just been like. a warm, gentle glow in some back corner of her mind, one of the connections she's formed and hesitantly let stay because she cares, and it's--it's nice. (it's not all badly-hidden fear and distress, although she can tell he's. well. 'a glass house held together by desperate optimism'. but it's said with some affection, even if bluntly and with ruthless honesty, because she can also feel that affection he has for her, the love, the curiosity and kindness) and then like. then she feels it. she feels the insidious influence, feels the involuntary elation, false and sugar-thin and so unlike him, feels it pressing down on him. and she knows something is horribly wrong

[sanjisblackasswife]

headcanons about the monster trio being jealous? 😏

Monster Trio Being Jealous (SFW/NSFW)

Ft. Sanji, Zoro, Luffy

CW: Ace Spoilers in Luffy, Oral Sex, Semi-public sex, Fingering, Riding, Luffy is OOC again mb, Edging, Overtsimulation

Sanji

SFW

Very fucking annoying

He gets pouty, very clingy, and unnecessarily protective

He doesn’t like seeing men approach you. It’s already an issue when Zoro—-his damn crew mate—who is around you 24/7 but now when you guys go to an island he has to “protect” you from other men as well.

Let’s say you and him were out shopping and he went to look at some food at a vendor beside a boutique you were in. Okay, now let’s say you drop something and a man came to pick it up for you. Sanji sees this because this jackass has a 6th sense of knowing a man is near you and comes in to kick him

“Are you fucking kidding me Sanji..”

“HE WAS TOUCHING YOU!”

“HE WAS PICKING UP A SHIRT I DROPPED! PLUS LOOK AT HIM HE’S LIKE 17?!”

“SO?!”

“I’M IN MY 20s!”

Most of y’all arguments are based on his jealously which is usually the first and only time Sanji is very stubborn with you denying that he is jealous. So what you can do to fix the situation is just shun him for an hour he cracks and apologizes Everytime.

NSFW

You both are heading back to the Sunny from nearly being arrested after Sanji ends up fighting the guy that also happened to be a Marine. When Sanji grabbed your hand suddenly and hit the corner landing you both in a small alleyway.

“San—MMM!”

He began kissing and sucking all over your lips like a true man in need.

The thing about Sanji is he feeds off of knowing he is the only person that can make you feel good, but when he feel challenged

Or moreso jealous

His touches are more desperate , he whines so much in your mouth for reassurance, “Please please tell me im the only man for you.”

It’s almost like his questions are rhetoric because he keeps moving his tongue in your mouth.

“San—!”

Unless you stop him he will prove on his knees to you, by throwing your thigh over his shoulder and suckle on your clit

He nearly cries inside your pussy, licking and telling you how much you mean to him, pleading you don’t leave him, and that he wants to be the only man to make you happy.

“I can only eat this pussy, right? Nobody else..”

You better tell him the truth fast before he fucks you against that alleyway wall.

Luffy

(AU where Ace Lives)

Is not a very jealous person like Sanji or Zoro, but The first time you every experienced it with Luffy was a treat.

You finally met Luffy’s brother Ace and you both hit it off so well. When you seen him again back in Wano it was like you both couldn’t separate from each other.

You had a small past fling with Luffy’s brother and though you both agreed it didn’t mean anything it didn’t stop wither of you from gravitating to the other.

And Luffy noticed this, and it made him unintentionally grumpy. He was more distracted, quiet, and focused on your actions.

Your dumbass don’t notice this, he knew about his brother and your past, but he never really cared until now. Why were you laughing with him so much? Why are you hugging him for so long?

Luffy didnt understand but he had a sudden urge to literally be on your back like a Koala. You and Ace didn’t mind it, yall assumed it was Luffy being Luffy until you grabbed Ace’s hand and your boyfriend slapped it down.

“What’s wrong with you, lil bro?”

“Nothing. I wanna see Y/N real quick.”

Nsfw

“I-i—!?”

“Hm? Why are you suddenly so…touchy with my brother?”

Words wasn’t even able to be spoken correctly out your mouth. You’ve just came and Luffy’s fingers haven’t let up. His thighs spread yours apart in front of your own mirror, his eyes barely visible, but you knew they were dark

“Hey.” Luffy spats out against your ear giving your clit a firm slap, you hiss out of embarrassment seeing your arousal splash against the tip of his fingers. “Look at me, please.”

He kept repeating the question and with each “i dont know” answer was a faster rub against your clit, or an additional finger to scissor you.

It was so odd to see Luffy not as loud as he usually is during sex. He was more focused on making you cum again and again and again mumbling how much better he is at this then anybody else to make you feel good.

“….’fuckin’ mine.”

Was the most you’d hear mumbled and groaned into your sweaty hot neck as he fucked himself into you.

Luffy didn’t even care to acknowledge his jealous behavior after he was done with you. He left to bring back some food to eat beside you as you laid on the bed a cum filled mess after being overstimulated by his fingers, tongue, and dick.

You ask if him he acted the way he did he just smiles at you and shrugs, “I just wanted to show you some love!”

Zoro

SFW

His form of jealously is being a little pissy bitch.

Like Sanji, but he’s passive aggressive towards you.

He will be very in denial about being jealous so don’t even bring it up.

He doesn’t stop acting that way until he gets over it.

Whenever that may be.

He has some issues verbally expressing himself towards you and you knew it before yall started dating so you began to know how to read his body language as a way of communicating with him.

Today must have been an off day though.

All day, absolutely all day you spent your time in the kitchen with sanji, talking with sanji, complimenting sanji. Everything that ero cook was doing you made sure to acknowledge it.

And zoro noticed.

When you finally have some alone time with Zoro he doesn’t even talk to you, just hums and grumbles. You noticed something was wrong but didnt care to ask until he walks over towards you as you’re bent over in the Crows Nest

NSFW

“Does that—fuck—stupid cook fuck you like this too?!”

“N-no!”

It was almost embarrassing how you was pressed against the cold wall, his pace not letting up. It started off so sweet. Him being so needy , kissing you, mumbling incoherent words on your skin and clingy up until he bites your neck.

Zoro manhandles you a bit more, not too much to where you’ll be in actual pain, but he isn’t afraid to move your body around in any position he desires.

“P-please ! Wait! Keep going!”

He lets out an airy chuckle looking down at your lewd damped body on his workout bench, lazily flicking his index finger on your sensitive clit. He has been so mean pulling out to stroke his cock in front of you right before you cum.

He even came on you instead.

You beg and plead at his teasing and edging up until you finally put two and two together when he says,

“Keep going? Like how you kept going back to that stupid ass cook to hang out with all day? Want me to go get him. Show him how much you need some cock?”

You didnt even realize from the beginning he was doing all this out of jealousy. Once you begin to apologize, he starts to feel a liittlllee bad and lets you finally cum on his dick.

Rest assured though, once you wake up out of your boyfriend’s arm you’re ganna give him an earful on him being a jealous baby instead of coming to speak to you about how he actually felt.

[kumezyzo]

more streamer!reader with bf!sapnap cause i so desperately need it and i promised to get out the christmas cooking stream...

i started writing this like two weeks ago and im just now getting it out cause im so good at procrastinating 😁 but its also kinda short mb

anyway, enjoy! or dont :) m.list

bf!sapnap that doesnt really listen to you when you tell him hes not doing something right. he will just look at you and forget that you scolded him in the first place.

"nick, you realize you cant put a metal bowl in a microwave, right?"

"huh?" he looks over at you. your face holding a concerned expression as you look at the bowl in his hands. hes silently just thinking about how you called him nick instead of sapnap.

"wait, HOW did you say microwave?"

bf!sapnap that has to remind people at the beginning of the stream that it was your one year anniversary last month. and your one year of being official meeting in person the past week.

bsf!george who randomly starts playful arguements with you. or even just teases you when you and nick are standing near eachother.

"wow, are you two gonna get married now?"

"i dunno, george. are you and dream gonna fuck soon?" you ask pointedly without looking up from the cookie your helping nick cut out. "or profess your undying love to eachother?"

bf!sapnap who would get really angry or sad if your embroidered gingerbread character on his apron got dirty.

"dream!! you got flour on yn!!" he would scream running to the sink to try to wash it off. you would be standing across the room, looking down at yourself in confusion

"your such an idot, sapnap," dream would tell him, shaking his head and laughing.

"oh...i thought you actually meant on me-"

and

"who the fuck got frosting on yn!?" he would scream again, stomping over to the sink to wash it off.

"baby, its orange..." you tell him, glancing at george and dream from across the island, trying to hide your smile.

"and?"

"youre the only one using orange..."

bf!sapnap who feels bad when you start running around, trying to clean up the mess they made from decorating the cookies.

"yn, just leave it."

"no, its fine," you tell him with a smile. "i need a clean working space."

"but-"

"nick, let me clean."

dream kinda helps dw

bsf!dream who accidentally bumps into you, causing you to turn around and pretend to square up to him.

"come at me bro!" you say, looking up at him and standing in front of him.

he looks down at you and puffs out his chest and flexes his arms. you do the same and squint your eyes up at him.

"what? got nothin to say?!"

he then lightly pushes your shoulder and you dramatically stumble backwards. you place your hand on your 'wounded' shoulder and look at him in betrayal.

"h-how could you...?"

"you guys are so stupid-"

bf!sapnap who holds your waist when hes has to get past you. or just reaches out to touch your hip if there is space to walk by. or lightly pats your ass when he walks away from standing next to you.

"chat is saying sapnap slapped yn's bum," george says in disgust covered by an accusatory lilt.

"i dont know what theyre talking about," nick says, a smile slowly spreading on his lips.

"wait, chat, is that true?"

"i bet he did," dream comments, ammused.

"wait they're saying he did!"

bf!sapnap who says the gingerbread house he's making is what you two are gonna raise your kids in.

"peaches, this is our house."

"our? as in you and i?" you ask looking at the mess of cookies and frosting.

"and these are our kids..." he says concentrating on putting two m&ms on the front lawn of the sugary house.

"wait, kids-"

chat! who asks about why nick calls you peaches.

"yeah, thats an amazing questions, actually," george says, looking up at you two.

the two of you glance at eachother before looking back down at your gingerbread houses.

"wait, what was that look?" dream asks with a laugh.

"i dunno. nick, you tell them," you say trying to keep your face neutral. "im not the one that came up with it."

"wait, nick, dont you also call her mamas?"

"dream, shut the-"

bf!sapnap who hugs you from behind when he sees how sleep youre starting to get.

"are you tired, ma?" he whispers in your ear.

"no... im good," you say, smiling with drowsy eyes.

he kisses the side of your head and gives your hip a little tap before moving to stand with dream.

i actually kinda like this one. i mightve made reader too much like me so im sorry... yea idk i like it so... yeaa...... comment, like, reblog idfk -Nony