#it's definitely a fanfic idea

[warpedpuppeteer]

An alternative writer's take of whatever the hell is going on with Buddie and Tommy: Eddie already figured out he loves Buck and he's talked about it with Tommy and he tells Tommy that he doesn't think Buck feels the same way but Tommy's like that's fucking insane let me prove it. And the whole hanging out thing right in front of Buck is just to make him jealous and to get him to make a move because Eddie is terrified of taking the first step.

[randomsufff]

You know what I really need in fanfics? More confession scenes where one person drops the confessions then runs, fast as fuck, in the other direction.

Like, obviously they’ll meet back up eventually and talk about it (which is hilarious in itself they they would have to sprint to catch up while yelling why they’re like this) , BUT THINK ABOUT IT!!! It 1) give the other person a chance to gather their thoughts so the person confessing doesn’t have to sit in anxious silence and 2) allows the confessor to get it over with quick and overcomes that anxiety over confessing. Also it’s just fucking hilarious.

Like imagine your fav paring or whatever, they get to that part where one (or both idk) realizes their feelings for the other but they’re just anxious to be vulnerable like that or they fear rejection, whatever. One of them suddenly goes, fuck it, and they turn to the other. (Maybe they’re on a sidewalk, maybe their in a park IDK endless possibilities here) and they go:

“ok I’m about to say something, it’s nothing bad (I hope) and I’m willing to talk about it after I say it. I’m 100% serious, this is really not a joke. But I’m going to say this and run to (relevant location). Ok? Ok…. Don’t freak out… iminlovewithyou” *Cue maniac SPRINTING as fast as humanly possible in the other direction* (Bro I’m cracking up just typing about this)

AND THEN!!! You get to chose how they react after a few stunned seconds. Do they sprint after them? Do they shout to bring their ass back over to them? Do they race like hell to beat the other at the determined location??? I don’t know, but it’s hilarious as fuck and can transition seamlessly into heartfelt feeling talk.

(Thinking about this with specific ships is funny as hell too)

Idk I think of more fics had this trope we could all have a grand ol silly time instead of accidentally speed reading through confession schemes because the stress is too much then having to go back and re-read it to fully process it, as one does. You know?

[ryah-wolfe]

Fic idea: Neil doesn’t join the Palmetto Exy team but does still end up going to the university. But trouble still finds him, because he never knows when to stop talking, and he ends up getting help from Matt Boyd.

Now Neil finds himself with his first friend who never pushes for answers but who seems just happy to hangout/study together. But now Matt has started inviting him to games, and while Neil alway found an excuse not to go, he’s started to feel guilty for saying no all the time. Going to one game can’t hurt right?

Mat seeing his best friend in the crowd plays harder than ever before, this ends up catching the rest of the foxes attentions. And gets Neil dubbed a good luck charm.

Also bringing Neil to Andrew’s attention.

(I need more Neil and Matt friendship fics)

[littlexdeaths]

hi mari!!

first of all i LOVE the way you write! i love how you write eddie so much and i had a request for whenever you get the time and if you want to write it… so, i saw this spicy video (iykwim) and there was this thing that honestly made everything so much hotter. when the guy took off his girls panties he hung them on himself (he was already hard obviously) and he then f*cked her like that until they finished even on different positions……. i was speechless i have never seen anything like it and it was hot as hell!

so i was thinking of maybe you writing something like that where eddie surprises the reader by hanging her panties/thong on his hard pack and doing the reader like that. i just thought that was such an eddie/dilf!eddie thing to do i had to tell you hehe tell me what you think👀🤭

hi darling!!

and thank you so much, that really means a lot to me 🥹

also, im so sorry this definitely isn’t what you asked for, but this thought is just stuck in my head and i had to get it out. besides i needed something to make me giggle today.

so i hope this okay 🥺

18+ ONLY MDNI

warnings: eddie is the biggest dork of all time, allusions to oral & sex, dick talk lmao

“Eddie, take them off please?” you whine, as he continues to brush his fingers over the elastic band.

He’s been at this for the last twenty minutes, touching you over your now soaked underwear. Before teasingly running his fingers back up along the seam.

And in turn driving you absolutely mad.

His eyes meet yours, mischief clouding his irises as he hooks his fingers beneath the elastic. He tugs them down slowly, letting his fingers graze along your thighs as he goes.

Once they are finally off you breathe a sigh of relief, spreading your legs wider for him. But he’s not looking at you now. Instead his gaze is focused on the pair of panties he has hooked around his index finger.

He swings them in a circle, ignoring your groan of annoyance, “Come on, Ed, what are you doing?”

If he hadn’t been teasing you for so long you might find his actions funny, but right now all you wanted was his face buried between your thighs.

“Just… hold on a second, babe.” He says, attempting to hold back a laugh. “I wanna try something.”

You watch in confusion as he suddenly pulls his hardened cock from the confines of his boxers. That confusion turns to mock horror as he hooks your panties around his shaft.

Eddie places his hands on his hips as he begins to swing them in a circle. The article of clothing begins to swing slightly, but it’s his cock that is gaining more momentum.

“Seriously, what are you doing?” You can’t help but laugh at the utter ridiculous display in front of you.

Your boyfriend peeks up at you from under his lashes, as he continues to swing his dick around even faster. His tongue pokes out from between his teeth, as a familiar look of concentration passes over his features.

“What’s it look like, sweetheart? Tryin’ to see if I can swing ‘em in a circle.”

[newbie-whovian]

Hi, Could you give the idea of reader x twelfth doctor who has Bill as a companion and who in a few words is a bit of a jealous doctor? either because they met someone great on a trip or because the reader is very much involved in his life on earth.

Thanks!

(yessssssssssssss I need to write more 12)

Jealousy

Rating: G

Pairing(s): 12th Doctor x Reader

Tags/TW: 12 is a jealous lad

You were used to trips not quite going the way you'd planned. It was almost a guarantee. But needless to say, rejecting the marriage proposal of a cyborg queen was... Definitely unexpected.

You, the Doctor, and Bill ran through the mechanical castle. "I don't see why it couldn't work out," Bill said, "I mean, she seemed nice enough-"

"Before she sent her guards after us, you mean?" you replied, just before the hallway began to shift. The three of you were trapped in a dead end that hadn't been there before.

The Doctor hadn't stopped fidgeting with his sonic screwdriver the entire chase, and it seemed that he'd finally found what he was looking for. He pointed it at the wall with a flourish, giving you and Bill a tiny grin before grabbing your hand.

The TARDIS was somewhere in the royal gardens, but with the hallways changing, you had no idea where you were supposed to be going. "Doctor, how are we getting out of here?" you asked, panting.

"I've tuned into the queen's frequency, I can reverse all of her changes," he said, and you frowned.

"So she controls the castle?"

"No. She is the castle. She's integrated it all into her upgrades. Quite foolish actually, once we escape, she won't be able to follow," the Doctor explained, tugging you around a corner.

Bill chimed in, "But the guards will! Right? I mean, they're not a part of the castle, they're just movin' on their own."

The Doctor paused before giving a shrug, saying, "If I'm right, the TARDIS is through that door, and we won't have to worry about it."

So the three of you bolted to the door, which thankfully led out into the gardens. The TARDIS waited patiently in the center of the queen's prized flower bed, and as the sound of mechanical guards closed in, you knew you couldn't risk a look back. The three of you piled into the TARDIS and slammed the door behind you.

Bill immediately tossed her jacket over one of the rails, saying, "Well that was... All kinds of fun but I'm beat, I'll be in the rec room. Let me know when we get back, alright?"

You gave her a smile and a wave while the Doctor gave a soft grunt, circling the console. Bill disappeared down a hallway, and you stepped towards the Doctor.

He yanked a lever and the TARDIS made a tremendous noise; he then quickly pulled the lever back to its original position, grumbling under his breath.

You rested an elbow on the railing. "Doctor?" you asked.

"Hm?"

"What's wrong?"

"Wrong? Nothing's wrong, we're on our way, everything is fine!"

You crossed your arms. "Mhm."

He turned to face you, saying, "What? I answered your question."

You raised an eyebrow and said, "Barely. C'mon, what's wrong?" Taking a step closer, you added, "Can't have anything to do with the fact that I was proposed to today, can it?"

He rolled his eyes and waved a hand at you, turning back to the console. "What, that? Nonsense."

You smirked. "Didn't seem like nonsense when you rejected her for me."

He paused for a moment before flipping a row of switches, saying, "You were hesitating."

You held back a chuckle and said, "That's what you're upset about? The fact that I hesitated, upon hearing that the queen of some planet - that you dragged me to! - wanted to marry me?"

"Oh c'mon, I didn't drag you, you wanted to go on a trip."

"You're avoiding the question and you know it," you said, barely able to hold back a smile.

He halted what he was doing and turned to face you, saying, "And what if I am?"

You shrugged. "Look, if you don't want to talk about it, fine. But if it's bothering you, you can't just avoid it forever." You stepped a little closer and placed a hand on his shoulder, saying, "At the end of the day, I turned her down."

"You did."

"Mhm, 'cause why wouldn't I? I've got everything I want right here."

The Doctor betrayed a small smile.

[purplecatghostposts]

Caught up on Miraculous Ladybug and had some feelings about seeing Félix’s backstory. They’ve been channeled into a fic about the rabbit plushie specifically.

It’s 3k words of Félix having too many emotions to deal with and Adrien and Marinette helping!! Enjoy!

[virescent-v]

Hiii. I hope you have a good day!! I'd like to ask 2,4,6,140 from the smut promt list. 😶

Two Emily fics in a week? I'm very proud of myself. :))) Also sorry this one also took like two-three weeks to do...

Office Hours

Summary: It's Emily Prentiss smut, ya'll. If you've read my stuff before, you know what to expect lol. Grey haired mommy Emily can do whatever she wants to me

Word count: 2k+

Prompts:

“just a little harder”

“no panties?”

“use your tongue”

“i can’t believe how wet you are already”

Have a great weekend everyone ;)

There was something so entrancing about watching Emily interrogate a suspect, something that I tried to never witness because it turned me on every single time. However, this time was unavoidable as the rest of the team was out of the office chasing down other leads, of which we had few of. 

I let Emily handle the perp, her experience gave her a leg up that the unsub wasn’t expecting. She was no-nonsense, intense, and fierce. She didn’t back down or give the unsub an inch. Even with her tactical questioning, she still wasn’t getting much, and she eventually decided it was best to let him sweat in the box for a bit. 

Following her out of the room, she led me back to her office wanting a few minutes to debrief and go over what we knew. But the second the door was closed behind us, I couldn’t keep my hands off of her. I reached out and pulled her around to face me, a questioning look in her eyes before she registered what was happening. 

Emily’s smile widened. “You okay there, baby?” 

Oh, she definitely knew what I was feeling. Damn behavioral analyst. I licked my lips, my eyes dragging up her body. “You know I feel about watching you in the box, Em.” 

She chuckled, pulling me closer to her, wrapping her arms low and loose around my hips. “I know. I wouldn’t have taken you in there if I didn’t need the backup.” She pulled me in for a small, yet sensual kiss. She didn’t do work sex, an unfortunate thing for me with how turned on I am. She tried valiantly to keep it professional, a few quick kisses hidden behind doors, a hand on my shoulder in passing. We’ve been dating for over a year and I haven’t gotten her to change her mind. Yet. 

She broke away from me, walking back around to her desk, settling into the chair. I pouted a little before following her. As I approached her, I turned her office chair around and sank down to my knees, glancing up at her from my position on the floor, rubbing my hands up and down her thighs. 

She smirked down at me, pushing some of my hair behind my ear, trailing a thumb across my bottom lip. “Hm, you really are worked up, aren’t you baby?” 

“Mhm,” I moaned, taking a quick swipe at her finger with my tongue. “I want you, Em,” I whispered, making direct eye contact with her. I could see her pupils darken, her nostrils flared a little. She wanted me just as much as I wanted her. “Please? I promise I’ll be quick.” 

She chuckled, contemplating. She glanced at the clock on the wall, obviously trying to calculate when she thought the rest of the team would be back. “Fine, if you’re quick. If we get caught, I’ll edge you for a month,” her voice sounding firm. “Pants and underwear down, bend over my desk.” 

I swallowed hard. I didn’t question her because I knew she was being serious. I’m surprised she’s even letting me do this, but obviously she’s just as worked up as I am. I stood up quickly, undressing myself from the waist down, gasping as the cold air of her office brushed against my heated core. 

“Mmm, look at you. I can’t believe how wet you are already. Absolutely dripping for me.” Emily used both hands to push my legs further apart. My breath started to come faster eagerly anticipating her next move. She used one hand to trail through my wetness, coating her fingers in my juices. 

I tried to look behind me as she removed her hand, my face pushed against her desk. I caught just a glimpse of her tasting me from her fingers, her eyes closed as she licked each one clean. 

“You taste so good, baby. You ready for me?” 

I nodded vigorously, “Yes, Em, please.” 

Her hand snuck back between my legs, gathering more of my wetness before she slowly eased one finger inside of me. I couldn’t contain the small moan at finally having her inside of me, even though I knew I was going to need more from her. 

“You have to be quiet or I’ll stop. We can’t have the whole office knowing you’re a desperate, needy whore for me.” 

I closed my eyes at the onslaught of arousal that shot through me. Something about Emily’s filthy language always racketed my excitement up tenfold.

Her thrusts started getting a little harder, faster, her finger twisting inside of me, touching every inch of me that she could. 

“More, Em, I need more of your fingers inside me,” I hoarsely whispered. I was normally very vocal and it was taking a lot out of me to make sure I was quiet. 

She laughed lightly, “My needy girl,” she said, easing another finger into me. 

The stretch of her fingers felt so good and I could feel myself dripping more, my cunt pulsating around them as if trying to get her to go deeper. 

Emily was great at reading me and my body and started fucking me with vigor. She was thrusting into me with the perfect amount of speed, force, and depth, making sure to push down on each thrust in and push up on each pull out. 

I was biting my lip hard to stop from moaning out loud, my knuckles turning white from their grip on the desk. “Just a little harder, Em, baby, please,” I moaned loudly, thrusting back onto her fingers, unable to control myself. 

Emily shot out of her chair, grabbing a handful of my hair in her other hand, pulling my head back as her thrusts got considerably harder. “Moan like that again, baby girl, and I’ll leave you wet, aching, and wanting.” 

My moan in response stuttered in my throat as Emily’s hand traveled around my neck, choking me enough that I could feel the wave of euphoria wash over me, pushing me closer to cumming. 

“I said be quiet, baby. But since you can’t seem to help yourself, I guess I’ll have to do it,” she said, shoving two of her fingers in my mouth. I wrapped my lips around them, grateful to have something to help me stay quiet. 

Emily’s thrusts seemed to pick up even more speed, pushing deeper into my warm, wet cunt. “Rub your clit, love.” 

I trailed a hand down, rubbing tight, little circles against my swollen nub. I could feel the pressure building in my lower stomach. I was so close. I tried to rub myself in time with Emily’s strokes inside of me, but her pace was hard to keep up with. I just needed a little bit more and I was going to tumble over the edge. 

“Come on, baby. Cum all over my fingers. Be mommy’s good girl and cum for me.”

That was all I needed. 

Emily pulled her fingers out of my mouth, clamping her hand across my lips as I screamed, my cunt clamping down on her fingers, gushing my juices down her wrist. 

Emily continued to thrust into me, her pace slowing as my orgasm washed over me. As I finished, she gently pulled out of me, cooing at my whine. 

She pulled my upper body up and back against her, wrapping her arms around my waist to hold me up. Her hands rubbed slow, soft circles against my lower abdomen as her mouth found its way to my neck, peppering tender kisses there. 

As I caught my breath, I turned in her arms, tucking some of her graying hair behind her ear. She was so beautiful and I was so lucky to be with someone who made me feel like she does. She smiled at me, all of the emotions she was feeling shining in her eyes. She kissed me quickly before reaching down and helping to pull up my underwear and pants. 

As she got me settled, I was starting to feel my arousal skyrocket again. I pushed her gently back into her chair, settling on the floor in front of her once more. 

I reached up, running my hands over her burnt orange blouse, feeling her breath catch, tracing them down to the button on her slacks. I started undoing her pants, dragging them down just enough to have access to her. “Em, no panties?” I asked incredulously, licking my lips at the smell of her. She just smirked at me in return, lifting her hips to help me get her pants down.

I slid my hands up her thighs, pushing them apart. I went to use my hands to spread her further, but her hand on my jaw stopped me cold. 

“Use your tongue, baby girl.” 

I trailed kisses up her thigh, biting at the inside of it, making sure to leave a mark. She was mine and I needed her to know that, and wanted to see the evidence of me on her. 

Just as I was about to wrap my tongue around her clit, a knock resonated through her office from the door. 

Emily hurriedly pushed me under her desk, scooting her chair up as close as she could to it to conceal the fact that her pants were down around her ankles. 

“Come in,” she yelled, her voice cracking. She cleared her throat as Derek pushed through the door. 

“Hey, we got a new lead while we were out. We’ve been thinking about this all wrong, I think. We’re ready to debrief you in the conference room.” 

“I’ll be right there. I just need to finish this up really quick,” she said, holding up a random sheet of paper. 

I decided enough time had gone by, my need for her desperate. I trailed slow kisses up her thigh, licking a broad stroke up her lower lips, finally getting a taste of her. Emily’s legs immediately tried to close around my head, a hand sneaking under her desk to hold my head back. 

“You okay, Prentiss?” I could hear Derek ask. 

Emily nervously chuckled. “Yeah, uh, yeah. I think lunch just didn’t sit well with me. I’ll be right out.” From my position, I could still barely brush my tongue over her clit, and it made her hips jump. “Make sure everyone is ready when I get there.” 

“Got it,” he said, exiting the office and closing the door behind him. 

Once the latch closed, Emily pulled back a little from her desk, dragging me out from under it. “You better make me cum quick,” she said, forcing my head back between her legs. “I’ll punish you for this later.” 

I moaned into her pussy, the vibration causing Emily to sink further in the chair and grind her hips into my face. 

I switched from broad strokes to using the tip of my tongue to flutter against her, building her up closer and closer to the edge. I wrapped my tongue around her straining clit, sucking at the pressure I knew Emily liked, moaning again as I could feel her legs start to shake around me. 

“Shit,” Emily cursed above me, throwing her head back against her chair. 

I moved a hand between her thighs, drawing circles around her opening before easing a finger inside, immediately finding the spot inside of her that makes her go crazy and curling my finger against it. 

It only took a few well timed thrusts of my finger and curls of my tongue around her clit to have her hand tightening in my hair as she shuddered around me, her juices flowing down my hand as she came.

I used my tongue to clean her up as best as I could, wiping my hand across my mouth to wipe away any evidence of what we’d been doing.  

I helped her get dressed, kissing her lightly before walking towards the door. “Let's go, boss. We’ve got a debrief to be a part of.” 

“Don’t think I’ve forgotten about your punishment, baby girl.” 

I smirked at her over my shoulder as I opened the door. “I wouldn’t dream of it, ma’am.” 

[candy8448]

One of the heroes, maybe warriors or something, after the whole lu adventure manages to find a way to travel through time at his will.

So obviously it means visiting and bringing everyone back together again

So he goes to the first person,

And appears to them,

But is quite a few years early that he arrived before their fiirst adventure even took place, when they were just Link, doing whatever they were before even becoming a hero

So one of the chain just has this random memory of some guy teleporting to their room in front of them, doing a cool enterance he obviously put a lot of time into thinking up, but suddenly stopping and he startes at him and looks at him for a few second, shouts "SHIT!" and teleports away XD

Bonus points if that was wind or something and that was when he first discovered swear words XD

Warriors was finally done berating Wind for having such a pottymouth, "...and where did you even learn all these swear words anyway?"

Wind just kinda winced and looked up at him, warriors very confused,

"What?"

---------------

[Cut to future where we see wars go back in time and see Wind's first memory of curse words]

[charlesemersonwinchesteriii]

[starlos-hat]

If lost, return to... (Starlo x Ceroba project)

// Undertale Yellow True Pacifist/Neutral Route Spoilers up ahead! this shitty mspaint art is a concept for "If lost, return to...", which is going to be a future project/fanfiction of mine that follows a timeline where Clover aborts a True Pacifist Route by killing Axis, and because of this, Ceroba abandons Clover and returns to the Wild East. Still haunted by her memories and mission unaccomplished, and growing more distant from Star by the day, how will she rebuild her life in the Underground? ...Will she rebuild her life at all? Will most likely contain platonic and romantic Staroba, lots of hcs, and some doodles to help you grasp the feeling of the story. Stay tuned!

[matches-only-burn]

AU where kyber crystals get their power from channeling mighty force users that have passed on. Anakin connects to his on Ilum and starts seeing the ghost of the man that partially inhabits his blade.

All of the masters are like, 'oh yes the highly disturbed child we just saved from slavery has an imaginary friend that tracks this is fine' and then they look a little closer and see that a goddamn dyad has formed just from their force signature meeting and it very quickly becomes 'OH SHIT THE HIGHLY DISTURBED CHILD WE JUST SAVED FROM SLAVERY IS ACTUALLY SEEING GHOSTS'

shenanigans ensue

[connorboyyy]

Oh boy here we go, I’m brainstorming again

During my hiatus I have spent many hours thinking about a roadtrip au (is this slightly influenced by the amount of driving back and forth we’ve done in the moving process? Probably)

Cause hear me out—

I’ve been musing the thought of post-revolution Connor being so miserable as he tries to come to terms with the blood on his hands and the fact all his pride in himself came from being an obedient dog for Cyberlife. The collar’s been removed and the leash cut, but now he’s directionless.

He knows he doesn’t want to be a detective ever again, that’s for sure. But knowing what you don’t want doesn’t always exactly make it clear what you do want.

Hank doesn’t mind this transition period in Connor. He’s patient with him. He encourages some good old fashioned wallowing now and then even. It’s an odd thing, but watching Connor suffer makes Hank start to get his own shit together. He’s picking up the slack, he supposes.

Eventually, he decides Connor needs a change of scenery to clear his mind. And what better scenery than, well, all of it?

Cross country roadtrip anyone??? 👀

[fritz-fandoms]

yall i gotta ask. I wanna make a fanfic for the prohibited wish ship. and I heard ppl toss around the idea of an office au. I'd like to do it but I'm not 100% sure how. Like I know a general idea but also, would their names still be the same or should I come up with my own names for them? Should I rewatch adventure time and fionna and cake episodes to make some of the characters I haven't seen in a while more accurate to their personality? At which point do these characters just end up being a new OC but taking up space on a preexisting character?

[parkermunson]

Siren!Eddie

T/W: I don't think there's any! [800 words]

A/N: I'm terrified of deep water but I took one for the team with this. Let me know if you like this!

The heat of the sand against your skin was nearly burning. On such a beautifully warm day like this, it was almost unnerving not to see anyone else at the beach. You sat there, completely alone, hidden from view by the mainland dropoff meeting the sandy beach.

You've heard the tales– stories of half human, half-fish creatures luring townspeople in with their sweet voices and tauntingly beautiful faces. In all the years you've lived here, you've never seen one, nor ever really saw human life on the beach. That's why it became your special place. You'd grab a blanket, head out to the sand, and enjoy the alone time doing whatever pleased you. Never swimming, but sometimes you'd read, draw, build sandcastles, or sunbathe. And sometimes you'd stare out at the dark water, questioning whether these creatures so feared were actually real. So deep in thought, you'd never notice the figure bobbing with just his head above the water, watching you curiously.

One afternoon, you built a small sandcastle using a bucket borrowed from the neighbor children. Putting a small rim around the castle, you intended to make a moat. The sun was past setting, the light already dimming, and your stomach gurgled with hunger. You left the beach that night with the intention to finish your creation tomorrow.

The next morning woke you with a small chill from the open window. The wind blearing in from the water was always coldest in the morning and you decided to drink your coffee on the beach with a book. Nearing the sandcastle, you notice water twinkling in the little makeshift moat, and a small shell was placed gently at the top of the castle. You stop in your tracks and look around, searching for any forms of life but can't seem to find any. The sun had only just started peaking over the horizon. No one would come out here during the day, so it was doubtful they would be around here at night. Not to mention there weren't any footprints in the sand, aside from the ones you made last night and this morning. Even with the slight wind, there would have to be some footprints. It unnerved you as you sipped at your coffee. You opened your book and began reading, peeking up at every sound and movement.

After three chapters, you gave up on waiting for this stranger to show themselves and headed inside. By noon, the air was warm enough to swim so you changed into a swimsuit and headed back out to the beach. The sandcastle looked untouched from how you found it this morning, standing tall amongst the flat sand. You shed your coverups, walking into the water and shivering at the temperature. It was cold, but it was welcome against the summer sun. You dived in, swimming only until you could barely keep your head above water. You left your hair down to float alongside your shoulders, feeling ethereal. Moving to float on your back, you closed your eyes to take in the feeling of pure bliss. Only the sounds of birds and the water hitting the sand could be heard. The sun was shining down on you from above and the water was hugging you from beneath. You could stay like this forever.

The sound of water sloshing a few feet away from you, knocked you from your state. You planted your feet on the soil beneath the water and looked at the area the rings were coming from. Only a bubble remained on the surface there. Probably just a fish, but if something were to bite you, no one would know you were out here. You started swimming back to shore at a slow pace, enjoying the feeling of weightlessness. The bands of seaweed kissed along your ankles and lower calves, twirling their hair against your skin. You saw movement of a small fish below you, gliding along the floor, minding its own business. Then you felt something brush against your back, almost grab the meat of your hip. You swam faster, nearly running out of the water only to turn back at the water's edge to emptiness. No one was there, how could they be? They would need air and definitely can't survive under the water's surface that long.

You chuckled to yourself, shaking your head at the thought of being terrified of a little curious fish. Turning back to the beach and grabbing your clothes, you hear the water slosh again but decide the fish around here are probably really wound up from having someone enter their water. Little did you know the creature was sitting directly behind you, waist up above the water, waiting for you to turn around. But you never did. He watched you climb over the dropoff and disappear over land before he sunk back into the water to wait for you tomorrow.

Part 2

[violentdelightsandviolentends]

just out of total curiosity (and because of a conversation I had with my sister) -

tell me (in a comment or inbox) who you think the most attractive celebrity is. forget personality (lmao) etc. based purely on looks. no judgment here !!

I am curious and very nosy and want to have a girly gossip about hot people 😌

[instantsandwichkingdom]

Ok soooo

Overdrive by Conan gray and 15skk

Do u see my vision here, like just them doing dumb stuff like stealing a shopping cart and chuuya pushing Dazai around a target, or sitting on a roof and dancing under the stars, platonically of course(...) however eventually one of them (depends on whose like the main focus/point of view) realizes just how pretty the other looks and how much they wanna kiss the other, but being freaked out because they're dumb and also "omg I cannot be in love with this idiot. Besides he'd never like me like that" UNTIL it gets so overwhelming and without realizing it they lean over to kiss the other!!!!

Anywayyyy