#im so sorry none of you signed up for this but i finished!!! the draft!!!

[sleepingdeath-light]

avocado cookie + submissive s/o hcs ; 18+

requested by ; anonymous (23/06/23)

fandom(s) ; cookie run

fandom masterlist(s) ; hub | specific

character(s) ; avocado cookie

outline ; “the aforementioned avocado cookie reqs bc i was duper super sleepy ahaha

im just gonna throw a two in one and you just uuuh go crazy idk

- sub reader smut hcs

- general dating hcs”

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“oh im sorry i completely forgot!!!

i confirm that i am over 18!”

warning(s) ; sexually explicit content, submissive!reader, soft dominant!avocado cookie, pegging and general strap use, begging, referenced edging (reader receiving),

minors and ageless blogs will be blocked

as much as avocado cookie loves to indulge you in the bedroom, she’s far from a hard dom and generally tends to lean towards a softer style of dominance — incorporating puns into her praise, constantly checking in with you in a characteristically light hearted manner, replacing outright degradation and humiliation with some gentle prodding and ribbing no more extreme than what she might use amongst friends, and generally trying to keep the mood light by making you laugh and smile and the like

granted she can still be a bit mean sometimes, especially if you’re something of a brat when she’ll edge you into submission, but usually she likes keeping things light and making sure you’re both having fun

she definitely likes making you beg for her strap whilst she preps you to take it: joking about how eager you are to take the toy already whilst gently toying with you, using her thick fingers to spread you out and check if you’re ready to take the strap without too much pain whilst chuckling heartily at your every reaction, lubricating the length of the toy and giving you a pointed look that sends heat straight to your core when you notice it, and pausing right when the very tip of the toy is pressed against your entrance to make you beg for it and lightheartedly teasing you

(of course she never denies you for long when you’re being good for her, and you know that full well, but she still finds it cute when you get all teary eyed and desperate as you beg for her to finally just fuck you already)

if you really want her to be a mean dom then she’ll indulge you every now and then: tying you up with some handmade chains, edging you until you’re babbling and your face is covered with tears and spit, making you reaffirm that you belong to her, being extremely vocal in her comments on your desperation and neediness, and then roughly fucking you through as many orgasms as you can handle or until you’re only able to repeat a slurred version of her name and something that sounds vaguely like ‘please’

she’s keenly aware of your hard and soft limits and works around them masterfully, keeping a keen eye on how you’re doing from start to finish to make sure that she can catch any signs of discomfort or unease before you even have to speak up and utter a safe word — and even if you don’t really want to stop and think you can work through the discomfort and doubt; she’s having approximately none of that and will all but force you into accepting the aftercare that comes with such a situation

very cuddly after sex — bonus points if you curl up onto her chest and fall asleep there because she just loves being able to hold you close and bask in the afterglow like that

if you ask her to forge you some more experimental or non-traditional toys then she’s happy to oblige so long as you stick close by throughout the process of drafting, planning, and crafting — her expertise is battle regalia and weaponry, after all, so this is something that will take her some time to get the hang of

(it’s a good thing she likes the challenge, huh?)

[sunarinluvr]

|| haikyuu boys finding you asleep on the couch after an argument ||

includes: kuroo tetsurou, miya osamu, & oikawa tooru

a/n- hello! sorry for posting so late, but this has been sitting in my drafts for a while and i was actually in the mood to finish it so i hope yall enjoy! oh and im not really sure about how i feel about it,,, might take it down later we shall see.

warnings: none ( lmk if there’s anything! )

KUROO -

last night you saw a post kuroo’s “work wife” had made on instagram with her kissing him on the cheek, and it didn’t make you feel the best, so you decided to bring it up to him the next morning. and you did, just as he was getting ready for work you talked to him about it.

you were standing in front of him filled with anger arguing about how it made you uncomfortable, “can you please listen?! i dont feel comfortable with your “work wife” kissing you?” you yelled. “Y/N it was on the cheek its not a big deal!” and to be honest you just wanted to cry. 

finally, he walked past you and opened the door. “i don’t have time for this y/n, stop being so insecure! at least she wouldn’t argue over something so small!” and with that, he slammed the door and you stood there stunned. kuroo knew that he shouldn’t have said that, instant regret and guilt filled his gut.

 but he already said it, he can’t do anything about it now. with a frustrated sigh, he went to work. hoping to fix everything when he gets home. you stood there speechless, as you realized you still had work so slowly you made your way to the bathroom. 

after getting ready and grabbing a quick snack you were out the door with a heavy chest. once you get home, tired and feeling worse than before. you trudged to the couch and plopped down letting out a shaky sigh remembering the argument and the words he said repeating in your head. 

you broke down crying, and before you knew it, the exhaustion from today took over and you were sound asleep on the couch. kuroo got home an hour later, he felt guilty and was already practicing how he’d apologize to you as he walked in.“y/n? kitten?” no answer. 

he called out again, and was met with silence, he made his way over to the living room where he found you sleeping on the couch. gently walking towards you he knelt down, and saw your tear-stained face which made his heart sink. “i fucked up” he said to himself.

giving you a gentle kiss on your forehead he softly apologized and carried you to the bedroom. you ended up waking up when you felt his body weight dent the bed. “tetsu?” you said softly squinting at him. relief rushes through his body at the sound of his nickname. looking at you with guilt in his eyes

“im so sorry kitten, i shouldn’t have said that. i didn’t mean to hurt you” he said gently. at that tears started flowing again and he was quick to hug you and wipe your tears with his other hand. “it’s ok, i shouldn’t have been so insecure anyways” 

he shook his head with a frown “no it’s not your fault ok? i didn’t mean anything i said. i love you so so much and i’m so lucky that you’re mine” you look up at him and gave him a small smile “okay” before cuddling closer to him. giving you a soft kiss on the lips he hugged you tighter as you both fell asleep.

OSAMU -

osamu was just having a horrible day, his head was pounding and the customers he had to deal with today were just plain rude. then he had to do most of the work since one of his employees called in sick, and for some reason, everything just annoyed him.

you on the other hand did not know about his day at all and thought it would be nice of you to make a surprise visit. walking in with a huge smile on your face stopping midway when you realize he wasn’t at the counter. “where’s samu?” you asked sweetly to the employee

“he’s in the back, i think he has a headache,” she says giving you a small smile. you can tell something was off by the way she spoke but decided to just brush it off and make your way to the back. “hi samu! surprise!” you exclaimed cheerfully as you make your way towards him

he just kind of looks at you, which you thought was weird, but you decided to hug him anyways. when he doesn’t hug you back and groan, you pull away and look at him “baby i heard you had a headache. i didn’t bring any medicine, but we could eat first and i-” 

you couldn’t even finish your sentence since osamu just stood up. he was infuriated and had no clue why, usually loved listening to you but today he was just annoyed. “look y/n a don’t mean ta be rude, but a don't have the energy for this right now. please just go home.” he said coldly staring right at you.

“excuse me? i came here to surprise you and this is what i get??” you said in shock, voice a little louder this time. rolling his eyes “Oh wow am so surprised! now will ya please go home? a don’t wanna argue right now!” he yelled. with tears forming in your eyes you quickly wiped them and left. osamu knew he shouldn’t have said all that, but he was too mad to run after you in front of all the customers. 

you rushed home and sluggishly made your way to your room to change into something comfier, making your way to the couch, curling up into a ball allowing your tears to fall, and somehow falling asleep, after getting tired of crying. he gets home a few hours later, guilt building up in his stomach as he mentally slaps himself for the things he said. 

walking into the living room he opened the lights and you were the first thing he noticed. seeing you curled up into a ball on the couch made his heart drop to his stomach. you on the other hand woke up because of the sudden change of lighting. 

gradually adjusting your sight you see him and switch your gaze onto the floor when you saw him look at you too. seeing your puffy eyes he walks towards you slowly and sits beside you giving you enough space. “am sorry, a shouldn’t have taken my frustration out on ya.”

you look at him with watery eyes and his heart sinks “yea i was just trying to be nice, sorry i didn’t warn you before coming” he opened his arms and you instinctively scooted closer to him, he sighs “no a love it when you surprise me a was jus having a bad day a love ya so much ok?” finally hugging him “okay i love you too” giving you a quick kiss he offered to make you food and of course you said yes.

OIKAWA -

you love oikawa, and you’re very supportive and understanding especially when it comes to his career. but he has an awful habit of overworking himself and as much as you love him you can't bear the fact that you couldn’t even see him anymore.

he goes home late at night -as in you’re already sound asleep late- and when you do stay up to see him, he’s too tired to even keep a conversation. then the next morning he’s gone before you could even wake up. you’ve spoken to him about this many times, but alas nothing changed.

you woke up to an empty bed as usual, but today was different though, you’ve planned a dinner for about 2 weeks now. you were very excited because it’s been so long since you both spent some quality time together and he promised to come home early. 

getting up you send him a little text reminding him of your dinner tonight, with a smile you head on over to the bathroom to get ready for work. once work was over you made a quick visit to the grocery store to buy the ingredients you’ll need to make tonight’s dinner. 

quietly humming to yourself while going through each aisle, and double-checking your list to make sure you’re not missing anything while checking your phone here and there. oikawa still hasn’t replied “he must be busy,” you say to yourself as you send him another text about the dinner just in case. after about 30 minutes you get home rushing since it was already late, and immediately getting started on dinner. 

once you're done you sat down and waited, and waited, and waited. it's been 4 hours. dinners cold and still no sign of your boyfriend. you decided to call him pissed off that he couldn’t even show up to one dinner, “hello? y/n i can't talk right now i still need to practice” 

he said as soon as he picked up. “tooru? did you get my texts? what about dinner, we’ve made plans for this 2 weeks prior! i even-” you were cut off “look just eat without me ok? we can eat again somet-” now it was your turn to cut him off. 

“oikawa tooru, you leave the house while i’m asleep and come back when i'm asleep. i just wanted to spend time with you..whatever good luck at practice,” you replied as you hang up. his heart sank when he heard the crack in your voice rushing to his car on his way home to you because he knows he fucked up. 

buying your favorite flowers for you on the way home cursing himself and the world for making it traffic at that exact moment. when he got home the first thing he saw was the food and you fast asleep on the couch. he felt a pang of guilt about being late. 

“y/n chan?” he said while gently waking you up. you stare at him with red puffy eyes and he hugged you giving you the flowers “im sorry baby, i should’ve prioritized you and our dinner. i promise ill do better” you saw how genuine he was being so you accepted the flowers and hugged him tighter as he offered to reheat the food you made.

reblogs are highly appreciated!

[ellitx]

I know this is mostly a venti blog but will you write for albedo again? would love to see more of him with your writing.. oh also I hope this doesn't come off as pushy haha I was just wondering

I did made a snippet of another albedo x reader and the draft is sitting here for months now ajskks

It has 1.7k words and albedo still hasnt appeared yet orz so uhm, here ya go even tho its not yet finished im sorryy

This looks like aether x reader at the start

            The soft clouds of Mondstadt were a wonderful sight to see. Hues of white and blues scattered across the horizon, making it seem like a smudge of a paintbrush, beautifully painted on the canvas. 

            You were wandering at the town square of Mond, mindlessly checking the shops that will ever catch your interest. You passed by Marjorie’s souvenir shop, boring. Checking Timaeus’s alchemy, yeah you’ve already learned a lot, no need to go back there. 

            Unfortunately, there was none at all.

            A tired sigh slipped from your lips and furrowed your brows. There was nothing to do and you’ve already done all your tasks. Klee was still stuck in her confinement, so you can’t play with her today.

            What a bummer…

            Another sigh came and your stomach released a sound hungry grumbling. You squirmed and wrapped your arms around your waist to silence the noise. Walking around the town made you starve for sure. 

            You noticed a lot of people have been crowding at Sara’s restaurant. Was there an event or something? You shrugged your shoulders to brush those thoughts off, more focused on getting food than the commotion that is happening in front of you.

            “Excuse me—“

            “Please, traveler!! I’ll give you a meal for free!”

            Your brows raised in surprise seeing the Honorary Knight was here. “Ooh, free meal?! Traveler, say yes! Say yes!!” His floating companion, Paimon, exclaimed whilst floating around and wiggled her little legs in excitement. “F-fine… we can’t say no to a free food.”

            Aether placed his hand on his hair and ruffled it with a sigh of defeat. From the corner of his eyes, he saw you waving at him.

           “[Name]!” You approached them and gave a big grin. “Hey! Didn’t know you’re already back here in Mondstadt.”

            He chuckled and rubbed his neck sheepishly. “Yeah, we just recently arrived.” Before you could respond, Sara called out your name. “[Name]! Perfect timing, I also need your help.” 

            You tipped your head and hummed. “Sure. Is it another delivery?” The waitress shook her head and jutted her thumb behind her. “Lots of customers are coming and we need you two to give these orders on their table.”

            Your eye twitched and squinted at her in wariness. “I don’t mind but please don’t tell me I still have to wear that uniform.” 

            “Even though it’s a must, there's no need to. There's not enough time to change. Just give these meals to their respective tables.” She clasped her hands in front in a begging manner. Breathing in relief, you went to the counter to take the plates and set off to serve them.

            “You owe me a free Flaming Red Bolognese!” The outlander chuckled at your words and mimicked your action, ready to do the task.

            The duty actually went smoothly than you thought it would be. With Aether helping you out, it was fast and steady but with a few slips here and there. Just as you were already done, another pack of customers came rushing in.

            “Woah!! [Name] really is the waitress again in Good Hunter~!” 

            “Hey! First come, first serve!! And no skipping lines!”

            You stopped in your tracks and slowly turned your head. This is bad. Really bad.

            Your throat bobbed seeing lots of customers gathering in the diner. Then you slapped both sides of your to shake off the nervousness. Paimon glanced at you and floated over. “Woah, lots of people came. Shouldn’t you two handle it?”

            Aether seemed like he was about to pass out from exhaustion and hunger. “I…I just want something to eat…” Head clouded and hazy, he unknowingly grabbed the emergency ration by her legs and opened his mouth ready to take a bite to get rid of his starvation. It surprised her as she wriggled out from his grasp and stomped her foot in the air.

            “Get a hold of yourself! Sticky Honey Roast is almost there waiting for you!”

            “Huh?! Says the one who just floats around and does nothing to help!”

           This is going to be a long day.

  —

             “Good work, everyone!” Sara clapped and wiped her head to remove the sweat that was slipping on the side of her head. The waitress then put out a meat dish coated with sweet honey sauce. The fragrant of the freshly cooked dish wafted through their noses making them drool.

            “Finally!!” Aether cried and took a big munch of Good Hunter’s beloved dish. 

            “And here’s your Flaming Red Bolognese, [Name]. They’re freshly cooked, so eat it while it’s still hot.” She winked and gave you a fork. You thanked Sara and twirled the spaghetti with your fork, letting its long noodles snake around it.

            “Ah, by the way, I have another request for you.” You quirked a brow at her as you chew your food, signing her to continue. “A client asked me to prepare a banquet and since we’re currently low on staff, do you mind if you do the baking?”

            You grabbed a napkin and wiped the red stains on your lips. Her request made you raise a question though. Why you and not someone who’s good at baking? Well, you can bake too but at an approaching proficiency level only. 

            The first person who came to your mind was Noelle. She can do everything perfectly well with ease. However, she seems so busy lately, so asking her to do it will make you feel bad and you don’t want to add another task to her hands.

            And the other one is…

             I-I don’t know anyone else who can bake…! 

             You can also ask Aether but you don’t want to trouble him any further especially since he just arrived here. You've already lost count of how many sighs escaped from you. Well, it’s better to help a friend who’s in trouble than just leaving them there struggling.

            “Sure, but why me?” You asked. Her lips curved and grinned at you as her eyes gleamed like the stars at night. “Your Moon Pie was so heavenly! When I took a bite of it, all the taste came to me at once. And the meringue was perfect! Not too sweet and not too bland.”

            “I would do anything to have another plate of it…” She placed her hands on her cheeks as she whined, drooling just thinking about the said pastry. 

            “So what kind of pastries am I going to bake? I hope it’s not too many.”  Sara propped her elbows on the counter and leaned forward. “Just a cake that’s all.” She then waved her hand, motioning you to come closer.

            Aether looked at them who are whispering to each other. He saw your face turned beet red and before puffing up your cheeks and playfully slapping her arms. Whatever their chat was, he shouldn’t bother wanting to know it.

            Food is here. Food is free, must eat it. Yes, only these thoughts must be inside his head. He continued relishing the delicious meal with Paimon across gnawing the plate clean.

  —

             “Flour, check. Eggs, check. Milk, check. Now all I need is… strawberries!” You were currently shopping for ingredients in Blanche’s shop. Your eyes scanned the racks, looking for a pack of that delicate pink fruit. With the continuous search for the red fruit up and down the shop, you're starting to lose hope at no signs of sight of that sweet berry.

            Did they run out of stock?

            You went towards the shop owner and asked. Sadly, she said yes, much to your dismay. 

            “There might be fresh strawberries in Springvale. You should ask there. Or—” Blanche suddenly smirked, making you feel unease about what’s behind that mischievous smile of hers.

            “You could ask Albedo to grow one for you. He can easily grow out those with just his alchemic powers or something.” Huh, it can be. You closed your eyes and give a thought about it. 

            “Albedo? I mean yeah, but he’s busy right now.”

            “Eh? But he’s right behind you.”

            The mention of the said male standing behind you made you immediately whirled your head in excitement. You feel delighted knowing about it, but rather expecting to see his figure there, you see nothing. No one and not a thing was there. Only air greeted you. 

            The shopkeeper snorted and covered her mouth to hold her laughter as small tears started to create from the edge of her eyes. You can’t believe she just did that. You felt your cheeks heat up in embarrassment that Blanche just tricked you into thinking the Chief Alchemist was really there.

            “S-sorry sorry.” She said in between her giggles and shook her hand. You grumbled and took out a pouch of mora to pay for the ingredients and shoving it into her hands.

            “Keep the change.”

            And with that, you marched your way off to Springvale with your face still flushed. Blanche looked over to the waitress of Good Hunter and gave her a thumbs up with that impish grin still glued to her face.

i have to cut it off here since its not finished yet. It’s just klee and reader are baking. idk what happened to my motivation in writing for albedo ;; but if you read the snippet you can get the whole idea of this oneshot

[sapphirewolf1122]

Coming in, Fat

Summary: All you want to do is use your quirk to help others. But sometimes, you go a little overboard.

Word Count: 1, 477

A/N: Sorry, got distracted by another project and didn’t finish my research in time to post this yesterday! But on the bright side, put together a wedding compilation video that I meant to do like three months ago! Anywho, this is just a scene that came from a convo I had with my sister about someone who had a quirk that let them manipulate their fat all around their body and, potentially, others. Which led to the idea of her swatting Fat Gum clear across a room...soooo, here ya ago. My sister may post a romantic version of this but I don’t wanna tag her and call her out like that. Thanks for reading and hope you like it!

“One bowl of miso ramen, topped with ajitama and negi, please. Oh, and ten onigiri, all tuna.”

The vendor eyed you doubtfully; you had distributed your fat pretty evenly today so you appeared to have a fairly thin figure. “Where you planning on putting all that food?”

“Food powers my quirk, so I have a heartier appetite than you might think,” you said with a smirk.

Seemingly satisfied with that answer, the vendor got to preparing your order. Soon, you were walking down the street, munching on one of your rice bowls. You had eaten the ramen by the vending cart before starting your patrol.

You hummed contentedly as you reached into your food bag for another rice bowl, though you still kept a sharp eye on the surrounding streets. There had been a rise in crime in this district recently so you’d decided to check it out. The one that was part of your usual patrol route had been very quiet lately, so you’d grown bored with it. Though your chest swelled with pride at the thought that you’d been part of the reason it had quieted down so much.

Your friends over at Naruhata had advised against patrolling out of your own town, saying that it led to a greater chance of getting caught red-handed. But you had brushed off their concerns. Disguising yourself was a specialty of yours after all.

Reaching into the bag again, your mind wandered back to when you were still in school. Many had been quite envious of your quirk, especially the girls. But no one had ever considered it worthy of hero work. Not even your parents, who had refused to let you even attend the hero course entrance exam at your local high school. To them, your quirk was all about looks. 

Which reminded you. Stopping to look at yourself in a shop window, you squinted, thinking about what to do with your features today. You didn’t want to be too recognizable after all. Hm…you’d go more masculine today. Your profile had you pegged as female, so assuming a male look would really throw them off.

Concentrating, you broaden your shoulders and maneuver some fat into your face so that your features were a bit more rugged. Unfortunately, there wasn’t much you could do about your height.  But you found that it often worked to your advantage anyway. Thugs didn’t normally expect those who were smaller than them to beat them up so much. In fact, it sometimes became a bit of an issue…

You’re too hot-headed and brash with your quirk. And that’s what’s gonna get you in a load of trouble one day.

Tch. Hot-headed...it’s not hot-headed if they had it coming. They're the ones who decided to pick a fight. You were completely reasonable. Satisfied with your disguise, you pulled up your hood and turned to continue your patrol.

Only to be knocked back as a body slammed into you, causing you to drop your food as you landed on your behind. Dumbfounded, you stared at the scattered contents. None of the remaining rice balls were salvageable. You heard the person mumble something but that didn’t stop your vision from filling with red. What kind of monster exhibited such a nonchalant and wasteful attitude towards food?

Whipping around to the rapidly retreating figure, you watched as they turned down a side street. As they did, you thought you saw the glint of a weapon in their hand. Your eyes widened. Could this person be a villain in more ways than one?

Rushing to your feet, you chased after them, rounding the corner to the side street to find that it was relatively deserted. The villain was a ways ahead; you wouldn’t be able to catch up by running after them. Good, you hated running. 

Leaping into the air, you rapidly directed the majority of your fat into your legs, concentrating them around certain muscles for the most effective energy absorption. As you landed, you used the accumulated fat to send you springing forward again, this time higher and further than before. In fact, you may have overshot it a bit…

Suddenly, a yellow mass appeared in front of you with a yell. Unable to stop your fall at this point, you crashed into them, fully expecting both of you to go tumbling. Except...you didn’t? You’d barely registered that you were actually sinking into them before you shot back out.

As you flew back, your mind was racing. There was only one person who could’ve done that...only one hero.

You landed hard on the pavement. It took a lot of quick quirk improvisation on your part to keep you from getting too banged up; you managed to absorb most of the energy by concentrating your fat at key impact points. Still, you were left quite stunned once your tumble session was over.

Staring up at the sky, you had pretty much forgotten about the villain as your brain tried to process who had just launched you across the street. 

Could it really be him? What district was this again? You weren’t on his patrolling grounds, were you? How could you not know if it were his patrolling grounds? No, there was no way. You would totally know if you had a chance of running into Fa—

“Hiya.” A big, grinning face in a yellow hood appeared above you.

“Gah, Fat Gum!” You practically jumped out of your skin as you rolled upright.

“Sure am. You all right there? Seemed like a pretty nasty tumble.”

“I-I’m fine.”

The BMI Hero: Fat Gum, the pro hero whom you admire more than any other, cocked his head. “Yeah, looks like it. Got some sort of absorption quirk? What was that jump you just made? Y’know using your quirk in public is illegal right; if I didn’t know better, I’d say you were chasin’ that guy. Actaully, you seem kinda familiar…”

Fat Gum recognized you?!

Before your mind could spiral any further on what that could mean, you heard a shout behind you. Turning, you saw a red-headed boy holding onto the guy who had knocked you over.

“Hey Fat, I got ‘im! Didn’t put up much of a fight. That other hero okay? That sure was a manly jump!” He gave you a sharp-toothed grin.

“Good job, Red. Detain him til the cops can get here. And all good here; was actually just about to ask our friend some questions. For one, they ain’t no hero.”

Crap, that didn’t sound good. “I...uh…” You started to back away but froze when Fat Gum placed his hand on your shoulder.

“In fact, looks like we got ourselves the vigilante, Futoi. She’s normally pretty hard to catch since she can manipulate her looks with her quirk but it seems she’s used up her excess fat.”

At his remark, you automatically went to touch your face to find that he was right. Your disguise had melted away due to the lack of fat left in your body. You felt a spark of your anger from before come back; this is why you’d needed those rice balls!

“Now young lady, please come with me. You’re wanted for several counts of illegal quirk use.”

Shaking off his hand, you backed away with a shake of your head. “I just use my quirk to help people! To help heroes like you catch the bad guys!”

Fat Gum’s smile seemed to soften. “While that is very noble of you, without a license, that is considered the work of a vigilante.”

“It’s not my fault my quirk wasn’t deemed worthy of one,” you scowled, aware that you sounded rather bitter.

“Perhaps not, but that doesn’t negate the fact that you’ve performed illegal actions and for that—” 

Fat Gum had started to reach for you again but, panicked, you swung at him, using his own excess fat to your advantage to send him flying. He crashed into a wall, blinking at you in surprise. Both you and Red Riot stared after him in shock. You recovered your senses first though and turned to sprint away.

Holding back tears, you mentally yelled at yourself. You attacked Fat Gum! Your hero role model! You had dreamed of joining his agency if you ever managed to obtain a license. Now you had made sure that would never happen. Ugh, Koichi would never let you hear the end of this.

~~~~~~~

Back in the alley, Fat Gum still lay among the rubble where he had landed, staring after you in shock. Kirishima rushed towards him, dragging the unconscious thug with him.

“Fat, you okay?! How could she send you flying like that?”

It was several moments before Fat answered. “Someone get that girl a license and sign her up for my agency immediately. Also, find me some takoyaki, will ya?”

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A/N2: Yes, I know, I wasn’t very original with the vigilante name...but I like names to have meaning and I feel like Reader wouldn’t have really put much thought into it.

I tried to incorporate a few references to the Vigilante series; that was actually what my extra research was, haha. Wasn’t til after I wrote up the first draft of this that I remembered that Fat Gum literally featured in the series about vigilantes. Obviously, this is set a lot further down the timeline than where the current volumes are at.

Finally, if anyone has any name suggestions for the fic, I’m open to recommendations. Thank you again for reading!

[really-sleep-deprived-nerd]

Feelings Are Odd

Summary: Both Logan and Virgil are in love but confused about what “Love” is. They find a nice solution though.

Pairing: Analogical

Words: 1734

Warnings: None that I can think off. Maybe a tad bit out of character?? Yeah probably Logan is like Very Sappy in this one so. Out of character.

Notes: Do you guys remember that post I made of me using the Nerds TM to vent about my problems with feelings??? Yeah this is the fic and also what goes through my head when I like someone.

I have the first draft for a part two but the chances of me finishing it are infinitesimal, so sorry about that.

Logan knocked on virgil's door and calmly waited for the other to open it. Virgil poked his head from behind the door, looking confused and tired, but when he saw Logan, he smiled.

“Oh, hey L, do you need something?” Virgil asked and Logan nodded.

“Yes, I am in need of your assistance. I am attempting to understand a very strange and complicated feeling I have been having as of late and I would appreciate if you could help me do so.” Logan answered and Virgil gave him a confused look.

“Uh, I'm not saying I won't help you, but, why do you want my help? I mean, I don't understand half of my own feelings most of the time and on top of that, you know a person that is literally feelings personified, so why don't you ask him?” The anxious side asks as he leans on the doorframe.

“While it might be true that you have problems understanding your own feelings, there is no way you could fare worse than me in this emotions matters.” Virgil snorted at that and Logan continued. “And in regards to why I don't ask Patton, the reason is very simple: While Im aware that he and Roman should be considered experts on these matters, they both seem to experience said feelings a lot stronger than I do and I believe they won't be able to completely understand what I mean because of that and my own inability to express my emotions.”

Virgil nods and Logan continues explaining his line of thought. “Since you seem to be the most calm and rational out of the three of the remaining sides I consider myself friends with I thought you might be the best suited to assist me in coming to a conclusion about this.”

“Fair enough. Want us to go to your room? This looks like it's going to be a long chat and we both know what my room does to anyone who stays for too long and if what you want to talk about is important enough for you to ask for help, then I think you would want to keep your head clear for that.”

Logan stopped and thought for a second before nodding. “You are very correct, follow me please.”

The more they approached Logan´s room the more Logan seemed to grow, ironically enough, anxious. Once they were in Logan's room, Virgil sitting cross legged in Logan's desk chair and Logan sitting on his bed, the logical side looked almost scared.

“Well, nerd, spill, what's up?”

“I'm going to say this and I beg of you to don't freak out or get angry at me.” Virgil raised an eyebrow at that and looked at Logan squinting.

“Your feelings are about me, aren't they?” It sounded less like a question and more like an affirmation and Logan sighed.

“Yes, and even though they aren't bad, far from it actually, I'm starting to believe that maybe asking your help wasn't the brightest of ideas”

“No shit sherlock.” Virgil actually laughed. “Logan trust me, its fine, you did what you thought was better and most rational. Honestly, if I wasn't such an anxious mess I would have probably asked for your help with basically the same problem a long time ago.” Logan seemed to physically relax for a second, but then he looked at Virgil confused.

“Why would have you asked my help with feelings?”

“When I feel something strong for someone my anxiety tends to cloud my judgment and makes me second guess my own feelings a lot and it's literally the most frustrating shit I have ever dealt with. I need unbiased logic to try and differentiate what are my true feelings and what are a product of my own fears and anxieties”

“Oh, in that case, feel free to come to me when you are having trouble with that, I will help you to the best of my ability.”

Virgil smiled at him and then gestured at Logan to continue. “Thanks L, now, you were saying, feelings?”

“Ah, yes, I believe I might be harboring romantic feelings towards you, but I'm not entirely sure if they are truly romantic feelings or if they are merely some extremely strong platonic feelings.” Logan said with his face neutral, even if you could hear a tint of nervousness in his voice. Virgil blinked owlishly at him for a second, and then he almost started laughing. Almost.

“Of course, of fucking course you are having the same doubt I have. Goddamnit Logan.” Virgil pinched the bridge of his nose and Logan looked at him curiously.

“Im afraid I don't understand what you mean by “same doubt you have”, would you care to elaborate?”

“I meant that ,remember what I said earlier about my anxiety making me doubt my feelings? Well, I meant exactly that. I have literally the same problem: I think I like you, but I'm not sure if I really like you-like you or if I just really really enjoy your company.” Virgil explained and Logan nodded in understanding. A extremely faint blush creeped up on both of their faces.

“Oh, am I correct in assuming by how irritated you sound that you havent reached a conclusion regarding your feelings?” Virgil nodded and Logan pinched the bridge of his nose. “Then there is a big chance that this conversation will be useless, given the fact that we are both completely lost.”

“I'm not so sure about that.” Virgil argued. “I mean, so far we both have been dealing with our feelings alone and just thinking about them and I'm pretty sure I read something that said that talking about feelings made it easier for you to understand them and deal with them.”

“I believe you might be right, but if we are going to start talking and analyzing my feelings then we are going to do the exact thing with you.”

“Fair enough.” Virgil conceded. “The most basic question to ask is: What do you feel?”

“Has that ever worked for you?”

Virgil barked a laugh at that and shook his head. “No, but you are a lot more smarter than I am, L.”

“Falsehood, we both are brilliant in our own ways.” Logan sighed pinching the bridge of his nose. “It would be wonderful if our brilliancy would apply to the matters of the heart too.”

“Logan you are avoiding my question and you know it.” Virgil reminded. “What do you feel?”

“I…” Logan paused, trying to gather his thoughts. “I feel quite warm and happy when I'm near you, very much comfortable and relaxed, which is odd because I tend to be incredibly stressed most of the time. Have you ever felt something like that? Like you are at peace when you are near me?”

“Yes, actually I, uh, feel like that too, but you put it in words that actually make sense, the difference with me is that instead of stressed I tend to be anxious most of the time.”

“Then I just have this sudden thoughts that feel so strange, but so right at the same time.”

“How? Like when you start rambling about things that you are passionate about and the only thing that comes to my mind is “I could listen to him for hours”?” Virgil asked, just a tad bit embarrassed  Logan nodded, blushing just a tiny bit.

“Exactly like that, and even if i'm pretty sure that thinking things like that should be a tell-tale sign that my feelings are indeed romantic I can't help but doubt it because…”

“Because you started having this kind of thoughts after you started entertaining the idea that you might like me?” Virgil supplied and Logan nodded.

“Yes, that and the fact that usually romantic feelings come hand in hand with a feeling of nervousness when you are around the object of your affection and that one should have a bit of trouble speaking coherently or eloquently when near them, but I just feel nothing but warm and peace.”

“Yeah! And people say that when you love someone you are bound to grow jealous of them but I just feel nothing??? Like, why would I feel jealous?? First of all you are my friend, so your happiness comes first and second why the fuck would I care?? If we were dating I trust you to no fuck things up and and since we aren't it's not my damn business to feel like that!”

“Yes! My exact thoughts!” Logan exclaimed.

They grew quiet for a minute or so, until the logical side spoke again.

“Also, it really scares me how fast I know I could just squish this feelings, you know? Like, Im aware that if I ever confessed-”

“Logan we kinda just did that.” Virgil interrupted, heavily amused.

“Yes I know let me finish explaining this- and you didn't feel the same, as long as our friendship keeps onwards like it currently is, I wouldn't really mind that much, and people always seem to be so heartbroken when their crushes don't feel the same about them.”

“I get you, yeah. As long as you are in my life I wouldn't mind staying platonic, Im happy to just get hugs and cuddles.” Virgil said and Logan nodded, a soft smile on his face. “But, the thing is, that was when we were in the dark about what the other felt, and now we know we literally feel the exact same, so, my question is: What do we do now?”

“Excellent question: I have no clue.” Logan practically deadpanned and Virgil laughed.

“Maybe we should just, like, take things slow and keep going how we are right now, but maybe listening to our feelings just a bit more.”

“That sounds satisfactory, but may I inquire what exactly do you mean by listening to our feelings just a bit more?” Logan asked. “Do you mean like when you rest your head in my lap while you are mindlessly scrolling through your phone and Im reading and  instead of  having to physically restrain myself from start brushing your hair with my fingers like I usually do, I should just, do it?” Logan asked, blushing lightly and Virgil smiled fondly at him.

“Yeah, exactly like that.” He said, stretching as he got up from the chair. “Wanna go watch a movie downstairs?”

“Yes, that would be wonderful.”

[kveom]

RIGHT ??? i dont think i'll ever shut up about the shall we dance in the moonlight bridge, its so beautiful and the lyrics are so sweet and romantic as well, its definitely a dokyeom kind of song ;-; </333

ooh if suspicious partner is in your top 3 i definitely need to watch that one first ! the good detective sounds interesting too, i really like the "main characters are polar opposites but have incredible teamwork" trope so i'll have to add that one to my list for sure. i havent read the summaries for the other dramas yet but im seeing a lot of positive reviews so im excited to give them all a watch <3

my parents used to decorate the house for christmas when i was little but we never really celebrated so for me christmas has always been more about the ambience i guess? my family doesnt do gift giving or christmas dinners but in a way the lights and decorations still create that feeling of togetherness for me if that makes sense? <3

aww a set with all the different svt pairings, that sounds like such a cute idea ;-; i know what you mean tho my drafts are also filled to the brim with unfinished comp sets lmao i'll get a fun idea and start hunting for moments to gif but then another idea pops into my mind rinse wash repeat im stuck in this vicious cycle and none of those sets ever see the light of day :')

before i sign off i want to wish you a very merry christmas lyns <3 i hope you had a beautiful day with your loved ones, and i hope you filled your belly with all the yummiest christmas nibbles ^^

~your secret carat

by the way i hope you dont mind if i reveal myself a little later;; i just need a little more time to finish my gift for you im sowwy 👉👈😖

sorry this is so late!!

YES i heard a lot of people talking about that line before i heard and i was like okay i need to see if it lives up to the hype and it did!! very much <3 i'm so glad he got to participate quite heavily in it too n i hope he's proud

ahh i totally get what you mean! just the fact that it's a time for a lot of people to just...take a rest also contributes to the feeling of togetherness for me. i hope you had a relaxing and joyful christmas too my secret carat! thanks for talking with me these past few weeks 💖 and happy new year to you too!!!!

and no worries about the reveal/gift! i once posted my biasswap pressie months later because i was just so busy so i totally understand 😖

[nodlefisch]

Holy Moly This is a long tag thing!

tagged by @the-dork-crow-smiles (BRUH....) ((also sorry it took so long I saved it my drafts to finish later and I fuckign forgot it!!)

RULES: answer all questions, add one question of your own and tag as many people as there are questions. 

Whooo BO I

1. coke or pepsi: neither ew cola

2. disney or dreamworks: disney!

3. coffee or tea: do I even need to answer thi s

4. books or movies: Books!

5. windows or mac: mmm. yeah. def windows.

7. xbox or playstation: Im gonna go with playstatio n--it was my first system and the ps4 is my newest...

8. dragon age or mass effect: DRAGON AGE. Tried to play mass effect, but it didnt stick with me as much. dragon age all they way. (esp since I’ve wanted to replay origins!!)

9. night owl or early riser: I would say night owl but really--im sorta both. Depends on if im getting up early for myself or something im being forced to do, though.

10. cards or chess: chess.

11. chocolate or vanilla: ...vanilla.

12. vans or converse: ....all my shoes are vans or converse. But theres more converse than vans...

13. lavellan, trevelyan, cadash, or adaar: LAVELLAN. DALISH FOREVER. Im always gonna choose elves in DA

14.  fluff or angst: why not both?

15. beach or forest: 1000% forest. fuck sand.

16.  dogs or cats: both you fuckerts.

17.  clear skies or rain: I like clear skies--it makes me feel more excited for the day. But I also love rain because its just so easy to get cozy....

18.  cooking or eating out: out.

19. Spicy food or mild food: brin g the heat

20. halloween/samhain or solstice/yule/christmas: halloween. Good spooky stuff and an excuse to shove my face with kitkats.

21. would you rather forever be a little too cold or a little too hot: I am always a little too cold.

22.  if you could have a superpower, what would it be: More time. Let me procrastinate or do whatever for as long as i wan t and not worry.

23.  animation or live action: animation

24.  paragon or renegade: even tho i dont play mass effect I can tell Id do paragon.

25. baths or showers: shower. But i guess baths have their place...

26. team cap or team ironman: Ironman

27.  fantasy or sci-fi: dont. just. DONT. 

28. do you have three or four favourite quotes? if so what are they: none that I can think of on the spot OTZ

29.  youtube or netflix: youtube. 

30.  harry potter or percy jackson: Harry Potter

31.  when do you feel accomplished: When I clean, actually finish projects, dont mess up when I think I have.

32.  star wars or star trek: STAR TREK.

33.  paperback books or hardback books: gonna sound weird but I actually like paperbacks more. 

34. horror or rom-com: Horror.

35.  to live in a world without literature or music: fck of f

36.  pastel colours or dark colours: all my art says I am only allowed to say pastel

37.  tv shows or movies: TV shows. I never get around to actually watching movies, and I like how there can be more development in shows.

38.  city or countryside: not sure...

39.  if any other zodiac sign could describe you, what would it be: Im an aquarius and while it fits okay, I can see myself as a virgo. 

40.  if you could only listen to one album for the rest of your life what would it be: why would you do this? The Flaming Lips - At War With The Mystics (I could really put any flaming lips album bu t)

41.  cinema or theater: is there a difference I dont remember

42.  if you could be any fictional character’s best friend, who’d you be: I would be too shy

43.  smiling or smirking: smiling

44.  are you an ‘all or nothing’ type or are you more consistent: what does this mean

45.  playlists or your whole library on shuffle: whole library

46. traveling or staying at home: home

47.  books or fanfiction: I mean one sorta relies on the other a bit yknow

48.  If you could live in a fantasy world, what world would it be: What th e fuck uhm. When it says fantasy does that mea n the genre or. I’ll just say Elder Scrolls because it fits both.

49. your favorite cartoon: I was going to answer this seriously and say Avatar: TLA but I am tempted to say chowder

50.  name the weirdest five songs on your music, current or past: all of my music is fucking weird but....heres some... next level ones 1  2 3 4 5

51. mountains or plains: mountains

52. favorite anime (or tv show if you don’t watch anime): sto p. nge is one Ill rewatch over and over if that counts but I still wouldnt call it my FAVORITE

53. which social media platform are you most like yourself on: hmm. Hard to say between here and twitter. Twitter, when I actually remember I have one, is a bit less filtered, I guess.

54. What are some of your passions: is this a job resume stoP

55. What are some of your current goals in life?: Finishing school improving art finish up my computer stuff and more genetic etc etc

56. A pet that you would like to have (or already have) that is NOT a cat or dog: I miss my rats ; m ; sweet babies... 

[togwtos]

As a fellow author I greatly admire your ability to stick with and flesh out a story, and am curious about what your writing process is? Do you outline and plot ahead and if so, how long does that take and what does it generally look like? Sorry kind of a long question. Im just still trying to get down a routine myself.

In terms of outlining and plotting ahead, I had a clear beginning and end and plenty of ideas to fill the middle. With time I developed each idea further and cut anything I thought was unnecessary - but I have never created, say, a timeline or document to help me keep track of everything. Before sitting down to write I think about what I’ve already written and consider every element that I can recall, hoping, praying I don’t miss anything important. After finishing a chapter I will type it out in ao3 and with every paragraph I carefully think about ‘does this make sense, is this right, is this the direction this needs to follow to reach the point I need to reach?’ I don’t have a beta reader, and have always been nervous about getting one. 

But to go back to plotting ahead, I can come up with a recent example of where things change - If you follow the story closely you’ll have noticed the ‘chapter limit’ increased from 40 to 42. I did this to give myself breathing room, and indeed now regret ever setting that 40 limit because it creates expectations in the reader and says ‘this must go here, it must last this long,’ and yet I never believed my story would surpass 20 chapters, let alone the 37 it currently stands at. If I was to make a suggestion it would be to never be afraid to destroy what you’ve created. I’ve torn out extensive and developed side plots from the story for reasons ranging from ‘too dark’ to ‘too funny.’ The gap between part two of the chapter ‘i wish to not exist’ and the chapter ‘ECLIPSE.’ was almost a full month, longer than the actual hiatus I took from writing. This was because I struggled to write the chapter knowing that it had to segue into part two, and I wrote three or four drafts of the chapter, none of which caught my attention. The point was, if I was not happy then I wouldn’t let myself post a chapter. It had to be just right. 

I had started out with a chapter a day schedule and have found that now I have more freedom to write expansive things, things with greater width and depth, but I stand by those earlier chapters as a sign of development. I would not advocate doing a chapter a day schedule or a regular update schedule - indeed, if you’ve been following my story for a prolonged time, you might have noticed a chapter might quickly be followed up before maybe a week or so of silence. I am at my most inspired and most confident in my own ability after reading reviews that tell me what I’m doing right and what I’m doing wrong, so I typically divert more time to writing in the days after posting, getting a headstart or finishing a whole chapter if it is a shorter one. Another mistake I made in the past with other fanfiction accounts was to give myself a word limit that I had to reach. I think this can really hurt your writing if you allow it to. Trust in your gut instinct when writing and when a chapter or story feels finished, call it finished. Don’t be too rigorous on yourself when coming up with a routine either. I struggle with confidence issues and failing to post every day back when I was on that schedule made me feel like I’d disappointed everyone who liked the story, but now I am more forgiving of myself when I have days where I just don’t write at all. Sometimes avoiding burnout is paramount, and you absolutely deserve breaks. If I’d have stuck to the schedule the story would now be packed with filler and would probably be dead too from my own burnout. I wish you the best of luck with your own writing and sincerely hope I was able to effectively answer your question - if I was not, please, please let me know so that I can try to focus my answer more to what you want to know specifically. I know firsthand how annoying it can be when you don’t get the answer to the question you asked, and I enjoy these types of questions greatly as they allow me to reflect on my work and try to help others, which I am always happy to do. If you have any more questions besides this one, let me know too, because I’ll be certain to answer. :) 

Thanks for reading!

[space-writes]

1, 9, 20, 21 for the "talk to me about what I'm currently writing" ask game, please! (hi space!! <3)

~Morri (@memento-morri-writes)

hi morri! ty for the ask

so i have been working on finishing the last part of the third draft of my current fic-novel today (by which i mean, draft three is done!!!) and i’m hyped about it, so this ask and all the ones for this wip game will. probably be about that. exciting!!

1 - Give a 5-word summary of this chapter/fic.

Pining Wizards Finally Confess Feelings

9 - What is your favorite dialogue you’ve written so far?

Ohhh, that’s hard. For the whole fic, there are so many good ones, but I’m gonna go with the one that sticks in my head the most which is:

“If you want to be the one to run the only functioning dungeon on the Sword Coast, be my guest,” Kelran said, archly. “My House, my rules.”

20 - Share 3 images that would fit to a mood board for this chapter/fic.

so i’m not at my computer rn because I’m at my beta’s house, so rather than three, please have this moodboard i made ages ago for Obedience in general, cause it’s The Vibe regardless:

21 - Share 3 songs that would belong on a playlist for this chapter/fic.

for this fic:

Ill And Getting Worse - Rosegarden Funeral Party (specifically the line, ‘oh, I’ve got too much invested in this for it to be wrong’)

Love Me Like You Do - Ellie Goulding (is the soundtrack to this chapter, this fic, this ship. my heart)

Good Enough - Evanescence