#iwrotethisinsteadofsleeping

[neonnecromancerhoe]

I should be going to sleep but listen to me -

LISTEN.

John being comfortable with the fact he is attracted to Bob.

John flirting and teasing Bob for WEEKS.

Fleeting touches, passing glances. Winking.

Just being a little teasing bitch.

Baiting and torturing Bob.

At the beginning Bob was not sure. Then he started to play along.

BUT.

Finally.

After a sparring lesson in a gym when John decided he was going to train shirtless Bob has enough.

He corners John in the showers, throws him against the wall and kisses the shit out of him. Hard and messy.

All that pent up anger. The tension.

And John gives as good as he gets. Tries to fight Bob for control but he has no chance.

The only thing he manages is to switch their places so Bob is the one against the wall.

John thinks he won. Just for a moment.

Bob looks into his eyes with so much fire and intensity, puts his hands on John's shoulders and pushes him down. Hard.

AND

John realizes what is happening. What is gonna happen. Looking up at Bob. Into his blazing blue eyes. Getting burned by that stare.

Tentatively, he reaches to Bob's thighs, going up... up... until he is pulling his shorts and underwear down.

John has his face full of Bob's dick. He gets nervous. Looks up.

And Bob. He is looking at him so intensely. But still. There's a question, "Do you wanna go on?" written in those eyes.

John nods. Just a tiny movement of his head. Bob reaches down, pets his cheek. Pulls his head closer... closer. And John just opens his mouth.

And lets Bob fuck his face until he cannot almost breath and his throat feels so raw. He tries to jerk himself off but not even slowing down, Bob just kicks his hand away and John understands.

No release for him, not now.

He can hear the change of Bob's hard breaths. The increase in the pace. The grip in his hair becoming ever harder. Firmer. More determined.

Aside from this, he has no warning. Bob explodes in his mouth and he tries his best to swallow.

He does not succeed. Some of the cum gets out of the corner of his mouth. He can feel it dripping down his chin.

John is still trying to gather himself when he is pulled up into the filthiest kiss of his life.

They separate. Both breathing heavily.

John tries to find his voice. "Are you going to return the favor or do I have to take care of myself?" He asks Bobs and palms his dick.

He is pinned to the wall even before he manages to blink.

He looks at Bob. And oh gods.

The fierceness of that gaze makes him weak in his knees.

"No." That's all Bob says.

John is confused. He is so aroused he can barely think. No? No what?

Bob leans closer.

Just brushes his lips against John cheek and gets probably scratched by his stubble.

"You are not allowed to come unless I tell you so."

That is all Bob says to him.

John stands there. Blinking. His brain is fried.

Bob just pulls his shorts and underwear up and without a word leaves.

Before he closes the door, he gives John one final look.

And John realizes he will obey.

Cold shower it is.

*

Someone please write this. Cause I have too many WIPs.

[aramisath]

We are Together - We are together (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1503641990-we-are-together?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=Alekssandrie Logan and Wade are together after their affair. After several months of dating, the couple decides to expand their family. Logan gets pregnant and a series of affairs follows, with a pregnant and grumpy Logan and a protective and teasing Wade.

[louisendsposts]

pinakamasipag na tamad

i can't believe i lived past 17. I can't believe im closer to finding a job than being back in junior high. my lazy ass ideally wants to be hayahay and do nothing, but reality says hayahay is not really something i can afford, at least not yet. i dont know it still feels weird na a few years from now, im going to live a completely different life. im not sure what type of life ill be living, pero alam ko na magiging alipin lang din ako ng salapi!!!!!!!!! as the eldest daughter--- eme. i actually DO NOT want the conversation to go there. di ko na rin talaga alam anong gagawin sa buhay. ang tamad tamad ko pero lagi ko pa rin naman ginagawa mga pinagrereklamo kong gagawin sa buhay. half-assed nga lang most of the time. i dont know if thats a good thing, but for now, i think it is. rather than not doing anything at all, i think sometimes its okay to do things half-assed as long as it keeps you moving. siguro babagal nga lang takbo mo, pero at least di ka stuck. ewan ko, excuse ko na naman ata to kasi pinanghihinaan na naman ako ng loob sa midterm project na to. ayoko siyang gawin pero gagawin ko pa rin naman talaga. fake idgafer ako eh, bakit ba.

[mygjkk]

just to fight?

(Ambessa Merdarda x Reader)

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summary: Ambessa, impressed by your skill, challenges you to train with her. She’s a teasing woman, but you sure didn’t expect the fight to become more than that.

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rating: explicit, minors dni

language: english

tags: #f/f #arcane #leagueoflegends #lol #Ambessa Medarda/Reader #Ambessa/Reader #Ambessa Medardaxreader #Ambessaxreader #AmbessaMedarda #LightDom/sub #OralSex #Sex #IWroteThisInsteadofSleeping #Training #TrainingCamp #TrainingFight #SoftAmbessaMedarda #ReaderInsert #y/n #wIw #UselessLesbians

link to ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/61339111

notes: I haven't written anything in a while. Wrote this when i should just be sleeping but this woman doesn’t leave my mind! Correct me if you see any errors and comment your thoughts about it <3 I don’t play league so…arcane !!! I accept suggestions to write fanfics about arcane characters x reader…and other fandoms…but i might take a whileeee to do them.

I hope you like it byee

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"I would like you to accompany me"

"Where?" That's what you wanted to ask, but you just say it in your head. You wouldn't have the courage to question Ambessa Medarda's word, because despite everything she was your lord, the person you should follow and obey

「• • •」

You had found it really strange that, for the first time since you joined the Noxian army, the warlord had come to see one of the daily training sessions, this never happened. You didn’t understand her motive, yet, to the surprise of many, there she was, attentive to everything your colleagues and you did

You were physically tired of having trained all afternoon, but the training was the usual for you.

You had been a soldier long enough to get used to that heavy training routine, but your boss's attention made everything much heavier, you felt you couldn't fail

You rarely did it, to be honest. You weren't extremely strong, like many, but you were agile and intelligent, which made you survive until now

「• • •」

While walking through the corridors you couldn't stop questioning yourself about where Ambessa Medarda would take you, it was rare for her to call someone particularly for whatever it was and distinctions were only in special times. You hadn't done anything wrong either, at least not that you consider.

"You look scared. That is something that doesn't look good on you." - She says with a firm and almost defiant tone.

"I just... I just wanted to know what's going on…”

"Why so much curiosity? Are you afraid?" - When she says this, she stops walking slightly and looks you in the eyes.

"N-no." - You said as firmly as you could, the last thing you could do was embarrass yourself in front of the person who has the most authority before you.

"That's good."

After some time walking Ambessa stops in the hallway, you almost bump into her, distracted by the million thoughts crossing your mind. You two are strangely close to Ambessa's office, which you thought would be your stop today. Of course, it wouldn't be a good thing if it were.

Nonetheless she opens another door.

Was it a...private training chamber? It was much cozier than your regular one, but why would she have taken you there?

"Won't you ask any questions? I didn't think you were so coy" - It seems that whenever she opens her mouth it's to provoke

"I apologize."

"Don't."

"Why am I here?"

"Why should you be, little lamb?"

When you hear her call you that you look into her eyes with a certain intensity, it annoys you when people try to diminish you, but then you realize that you can't look at someone like her that way and your expression changes

"You can get upset, that's how people fight better.”

"Did I come to fight?"

"To train with me"

"Why?"

"Because I want to." - Her face is serious. It is not an option, it is what you have to do. - "Now stop chattering and let's start" - She says as she enters the room and goes to the fight area.

You do the same.

Really, you should have noticed before, she was dressed in a training uniform, just like you, so it was obvious that she had come or was going to train, but you had no idea that she invited soldiers to train with her.

"Do you usually train with...soldiers?"

"Only with the ones I like" - She says cunningly. She's someone who likes to take advantage of situations, and she might not even really like you, but when she passed through the corridor and I saw you fight so foxily she couldn’t stop thinking if she could break you.

It's a constant within her, that of power.

You don't seem very confident about your future performance fighting against her, but you accept the fact that she chose you and you feel happy about it. You don't know very well how to react to what she said, so you simply put yourself in a battle position, preparing to start fighting.

She seems happy with your initiative and gives you a slight smile.

"Let's see how much you can handle." - It looked like a threat coming from her. You didn't know how far this training could go but you were definitely going to be beaten up, even so, you didn't want to lose your pride.

"Let's go then.”

Ambessa is a warrior, always imposing and focused on her goal. She knows she is completely in control, but in a training battle, what is at stake is not only winning, but also observing the other, understanding movements and weaknesses and in this you usually always overcome.

When you start the fight by deferring a punch in her stomach, her face doesn't reveal any emotion, but her eyes are sharp.

She even smiles a bit and moves with the precision of a predator around you, which leaves you apprehensive about whether you should have done that or not.

Her strong and dominant posture and her muscles are prepared to move at the right time, even so the way she is surrounding you is provocative, it makes you anxious.

Ambessa gives then the first step she advances quickly, but you, attentive, manage to escape quickly.

She admires, in her conscience, the grace with which you did it.

Without wasting time, she tried again, advancing with an accurate punch. But you now even more focused, you used your agility to escape, turning quickly and moving away from Ambessa with a light jump. You were trying to process how the rhythm of the fight was going to be. Your breathing was faster, but you managed to stay calm, controlling your steps and positioning yourself strategically. Ambessa doesn't seem surprised by your speed because that's precisely why she chose you in the middle of all the soldiers she saw. Quickly the lord composed herself, ready to resume the attack.

With a slight smile, she advanced again, now more cautious, studying the movements you did. She knew she could break you anyway.

However, you used your distance to buy time, moving fluidly, trying to predict Ambessa's attacks. When she approached, you leaned back, avoiding a direct blow. With a quick impulse, you got up, trying to hit a counterattack punch. But Ambessa dodged with surprising agility, always in control of the situation.

Over time, Ambessa felt that she needed to intensify the battle. Her patience runs out quickly, and she no longer wanted to play with the opponent. Her eyes shone with a fierce determination. She advanced harder, moving more brutally, trying to catch you by surprise. Ambessa used her height and strength advantage to surround you, without giving you space to escape again. With a quick and decisive movement, Ambessa grabbed your wrists, forcing you to stay on the floor.

You tried to fight against it, but Ambessa's strength was overwhelming. With a precise blow, Ambessa immobilized you, holding you tight, until there was no way to escape.

With a instigative smile, she leaned a little closer, and the provocation came out naturally.

"I thought it would be more difficult... Where was all that strength you seem to have?" - Ambessa's tone was full of fun, playing with your visible frustration.

But you didn't give up. With impressive agility, you used the moment of distraction to unexpectedly escape from Ambessa's domain, turning around and trying to take advantage of the gap. You didn't have the strength to completely immobilize Ambessa, but your determination made you try at all costs. With considerable effort, you tried to spin and position yourself behind Ambessa, trying to apply an immobilization technique.

Ambessa, now with a wider smile, noticed your effort and the difficulty you were having to apply the blow. - "Oh, so here's your great hidden force, little lamb."

"That's not my name.” - You answer. She laughed softly, more impressed with your persistence than with your attempt.

"Good try, but you will need more than that to get me, child." - With this, Ambessa got rid of you and the fight continued.

At a certain point you were already exhausted, your movements slower, your breathing heavy. Ambessa knew it was the right time. In a quick movement, she used her strength to knock you to the ground again, immobilizing you with precision, leaving you with no space to escape. Despite trying to resist, you no longer had the necessary energy to continue.

Ambessa, with a satisfied smile, kept you on the ground for a moment. - "You tried, but it wasn't enough..." - she said in a soft voice, but you felt that she couldn't finish the sentence because she didn't know your name.

With a certain shortness of breath you say - "Y/n"

"There's still a lot to learn, Y/n, but I see great potential in you."

You, with your eyes still full of determination, looked at her, but the tiredness was evident. Ambessa finally released you, helping your body up.

"You tried very hard, I admire that" - She said with a kinder tone. - "But it can't always be about winning, right? - She provokes.

You looked at Ambessa, still hurt by the defeat, but with a sincere smile on your face.

"Thank you for choosing me to fight," - you replied, with a renewed determination.

Ambessa watched you with a respectful look, placing a hand on your shoulder. Then her expression changed, something sly there in the middle.

She approached you

"Do you think I would call you just to fight?"

She doesn't seem to be joking when she says that and you get confused for a moment. Like what the hell was she saying.

Her hand goes up from your shoulder to your chin and stays there.

Ambessa can't deny it, she feels attracted to women who are strong, who don't give up and the fact that you have the courage to continue training with her pleased her. Not to mention that she may have chosen you for being agile and looking determined, but she also chose you because you were beautiful.

Your head is at a million per hour.

Ambessa Medarda, one of the strongest warriors who has ever stepped on earth, is touching you as if instead of having just fought with each other, you had met at a bar and she was ready to take you home.

You've had sex with women, that's not even the problem, but in what world would a woman like this look at you in such a...seductive way.

"I-I don't think I understood…” - It's the only thing you can say.

"I can make you understand.”

And with that she grabs your head and pulls you for a kiss so intense that you lose your balance and your head turns in confusion.

It takes time for you to realize what is happening, but the moment you orient yourself, you do not miss the opportunity that is given to you.

Maybe you're even dreaming, then you give everything you have in that kiss and hold yourself in her arms.

She seems to like it and one of her hands lowers to your waist and pulls you for your bodies to touch. The hot feeling inside you makes you feel like it's the first time you've ever been touched by someone.

Your lips separate, but she doesn't let you go and looks at you.

"Did you understand now?"

Maybe you're crazy. Maybe it's your soldier instincts. But you're ready to do anything this woman asks you.

So, puzzled, you just nod your head to say yes.

"Good." - She smiles at you and grabs you by the thighs making you jump to her lap.

From one moment to the next you are carried to her room and during all that time your lips did not come off. It was also impossible when everything in her was honey, the taste of the mouth, the color of the eyes...

She closes the door by leaning you into it, with you still on her lap.

"Before anything else. You have to realize that this won't be a habit."

Well, it could be, but you didn't want to know about it now, if it was supposed to be only once then let it be now.

"There's no harm in that." - You hug her neck and kiss the woman in the most seductive way you can.

Ambessa likes that, the submission and acceptance you have right now, without losing your determination. It's a turn-on. She smiles in the middle of the kiss, but doesn't stop it. Instead she puts you on the floor, with you still clinging to her neck, but she takes the edge of your uniform sweater and starts pulling to take it off and you without hesitation put your arms up and leave it there, helping her.

"No bra? To fight?" - She really wasn't expecting that.

"They stick too much." - For some reason you're not ashamed, you're more proud of what's happening than anything else, you feel incredibly good about yourself, it's not just anyone who goes to Ambessa’s room to fuck. With her. You think.

"I respect that decision" - She smiles at you and kneels in front of you. Your surprised and try to make her get up, but she rejects your attempt to help her.

It's impressive, she's still incredibly big on her knees. Her face is directly in front of your breasts. You flow a little, you don't believe what's happening.

There is no hesitation in Ambessa when she starts sucking one of your nipples, while grabbing your other breast.

Immediately you feel amazing, you breathe deeply. With goosebumps all over your skin, it was impossible to get more excited, but maybe you even got.

She bites the sensitive place. You feel weak and can't take it anymore, you let out a moan.

Ambessa of course, appreciates that and starts delivering kisses all over your chest, as if your body was a temple in which she prays.

You take your hand to her hair, and almost caress the strands. It's surprising that she's not being very rude so far.

Until now...

She stops kissing you and gets up, starting to take off her shoes, which at this point were already making her uncomfortable.

"Go to the bed.” - It was an order.

You did it like that, she turns to you.

"Take off your clothes.” - One more order. It was strange to receive orders of this kind, but coming from her, there was nothing else to do but obey.

You did what she told you while looking into her eyes, however you didn't show yourself much, because you didn't know if she was impatient or not, when her gaze seemed to devour you on the other side of the room.

"Good girl.” - She says when you're done. The comment makes you happy. - "Now lie down on the bed and spread your legs wide.”

That moment was like being on the edge of a cliff: curiosity and desire call you to move forward, but shyness holds you, making your body feel tense, but still, the desire to overcome shame and do what you really want, and give her what she wants, is stronger. So, even with your heart beating a thousand, you move on and do as she asked you. You feel the cold hit you on the uncovered skin when you position yourself, your body shivering once again as she begins to approach the bed.

She positions herself between your legs and takes off her own shirt, then the bra that held her breasts. After that she puts both hands on each side of your head and you realize that she is giving you an opportunity to touch her and explore what is in front of you. Immediately you affectionately touch the scars that pass through her chest. She seems to melt with that touch and caresses your hair.

After that you touch her breasts, your care makes her laugh a little.

"Do you think I'm made of porcelain, doll?"

You wanted to answer yes, that what you had in front of you was too precious not to be careful with, but you realized that she was just provoking you.

"You're very beautiful" - You simply said the most honest thing that went through your head.

She seems to be almost shy about it, the compliment moved her somehow.

"I know.”

Soon after she says that, she comes down on you and starts distributing kisses down your thighs. You can't do anything else but close your eyes and appreciate all the sensations it brought you.

She began to kiss the inside of your thighs and climb dangerously slowly, you already knew what was coming so you held her hand that was still hovering on the soft sheets of the bed, since the other helped in the caresses.

After a while, the kisses and the licking passed near your vulva, circled it. You couldn't stand that slow speed, it made the heat between your legs unbearable.

"My lady..." - You sighed so low that she didn't even hear it, you didn't know if you should call her that. - "Ambessa." - This time louder.

She stopped - "I know you're impatient, but you have to enjoy the moment, doll.”

"The moment is being very long, I want you in me. Now." - It sounded even quite sturdy for someone who is begging for her own boss to fuck her.

Ambessa smiled when she heard that and without taking her eyes off you licked your core from the bottom up, very slowly, dragging all your wetness with her tongue.

That alone gets a moan out of your mouth.

"Oh my..."

For Ambessa this is like asking for more.

She wet her mouth and then slowly began to insert her tongue and move it up and down. It made you go crazy. You didn't care at all, you just moaned as much as you needed. She loved it. You were careless in the right moments.

She increased the length of her tongue to go into you slowly and continue the circles inside you for a while.

She felt your juices and just swallowed them without stopping the motion, tasting you as if you were a candy.

Right when you thought you were going to cum that way, she just brought in a thumb and started to slowly touch your clit, circling around it gently while her tongue was working inside of you.

After a while like this, you thought you were going to reach your climax, you even used the hand that wasn't in her hair to stimulate your own nipple, but when she realized this she stopped, restarting your orgasm to move her tongue up, bringing one of her fingers into your entrance.

But suddenly she changes her mind and maturely decides to insert two fingers in tou.

You gasped, not expecting that much of a stretch on you, but the feeling of burning was so good you moaned in pleasure.

When she realized that you liked it, she continued and moved in and out while sucking your clit, going faster as you became closer to cum.

You were moaning loud and the sensation was so intense that while shaking you were squeezing your legs with her head in the middle.

You released yourself in her, she felt a hot sticky load on her fingers and didn't stop.

You were stimulated far beyond orgasm, which made you scream a little and try to pull her head up by the hair but she, with her brute force, kept herself in the middle of your legs and made you come again soon after, as if by magic.

It had never happened to you before. You're breathing heavily and you look at her completely defeated, with your eyelids heavy from all the effort you made today. She withdraws from your thighs and puts herself on top of you again, giving you a soft kiss on the forehead.

"You did amazingly well, doll"

"M-me?" - You try to speak between sighs - "I think...you're the one who di...did"

She shut you up with a kiss.

"I think you are now my favorite soldier, Y/n" - She told you but you were already seeing stars of so much tiredness, so you just smiled. She noticed that.

"Come here" - She picks you up and puts you in her bed, a very affectionate act, you weren't expecting that.

She covers you with her silk sheets and enters the other side of the bed grabbing you in a careful hug, in which your head rested on her chest.

"And you?" - You hug her waist. For some reason, in the middle of your sleeping and after sex haze, you feel that you are failing her by not making her feel pleasure back.

"I'm fine..." - She says and then brings her mouth closer to your ear and you can feel the warm air of her velvety voice. - "Hearing you like that was enough for me."

And that's how you went into a deep sleep, which you no longer remembered it was possible to have. Of course, it had to be this woman bringing it to you.

[johannepetereric]

Misaki and Aichi, Friends-in-Arms

“Aichi, that’s not Kai.” was the first thing he heard walking into Card Capital that weekend.

He spied a head of brown hair. He tried to get a look, but, “Aichi. Kai is not here.”

“Huh?” The boy turned. The face was not Kai. Aichi walked in disappointment to greet Misaki. His head was bowed, eyes pinned to the counter. Or slightly below or above her chest area at all times. Misaki doesn’t know what to make of this, but this just makes the kid look gayer.

Shin just looks at her strangely each time she volunteers to take his place at the counter. Truthfully, she can relate in more ways than the man is fully aware of. 

They both need a friend.

Shin entered at that moment. He asked the gay why he wants to see Kai so bad, and the boy responded by saying that he wants Kai to take him seriously--to not hold back.

Misaki sighed. She already asked him that the other day, and the boy gave the exact same answer. She countered with, “You’re so gay, Aichi. I’m jealous.” 

Reasonably, he looked mildly insulted. If she were him, she would look mad while questioning whether that was an insult or a compliment. 

Shin invited Aichi over tomorrow after school for a surprise. Looking at the deck, she could imagine an idea at to what he’s scheming. 

Misaki reminded Aichi to give her one of whatever’s in the lunchbag. It was a mix of flavors of muffin. She picked the chocolate chip one and sent the boy on his way. 

She asked Shin about the “surprise,” he tripped and fell, and from the floor he said that she was going to train him in the Grade 3. 

Misaki thought back to her parent’s deck, the one she searched for and found shortly after meeting Emi. 

My parents would be proud, and Aichi would be my friend--although I’m sure he already considers us friends. She smiled fondly at the thought of the matriarch-in-training. 

Yes, he is a good confidante. I’d I’ll return the favor.

Misaki made a noise of approval to the shop manager. 

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Misaki put up a front of not knowing anything. As soon as she spoke, Aichi caught on and played along--gasping with the idiots when she said she never played.

Even Aichi can get bored. He would lean at the counter, and they’d whisper at undetectable decibels--the appearance of mouthing rather than conversation if you were more than two inches away. She even gave him her number in case he wanted to talk--and vice-versa.

Well, she also got his house number, but those calls are always and will always awkward. Emi is an awful little s**t, to be frank. 

It is not like they have regular communication, though. 

Misaki decided to use the new deck that Shin made.

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Miwa entered the shop, making noise, Kai not with him.

Aichi frowned, looked about to water when he didn’t hear a second set of footsteps. Misaki sighed and put on a hand on the bluenet’s shoulder. She squeezed it, sending vibes of her own worry and comfort to the boy. It’s ok. You will always have the simp vibes.  

Aichi lightened up a bit, never letting his eyes leave the placemat. 

Misaki elected to ignore the three morons in favor of sympathizing with her maybe-friend. He looked like he wanted to snicker and giggle, but today is not a day for that. 

Misaki has a better handle on the cards than in canon, truth be told. She watched Aichi cardfight more during her free-time, especially interested in watching Aichi making non-shota faces and twitches and movements and posturing. 

The free food also helped.

Back to the fight, she could tell that Aichi decided to not go easy on her. It would hurt both her pride and his. And, again, she has a nice, standard grip on the cards. 

...

“Lowzenge Mahjus.”

“Lozenge Maygus.” Aichi hissed not a millisecond later. 

A brief staring contest, then Misaki caved.

“Lozenge Magus.”

...

“I ride Little Sage Marron.” He called impassioned. Nobody else noticed. 

They saw Aichi in Marron’s garb, and he honestly looks adorable in that. He did say that he wants to impress Kai with that...

“Aichi, where’s the passion?” she whispered almost inaudibly.

He closes his eyes when attacking her with the Vanguard. But why?

They didn’t discuss or bring up any Vanguard stuff--they didn’t have to--in favor of the more comforting topic of shared secrets. Sometimes, if within reach, he would automatically move to help, never seeming to notice. It could be a symptom of his training, or arguing with his sibling, or a characteristic he developed as an immature waifu. So he had to be taught new functions of the game, like that there are cards you can’t guard against.

“Draw!” Aichi smirked almost villainously. It must be...

“Arise, my avatar!” He shouted in an attempt to mimic his senpai (Morikawa protested). “Blaster Blade!”

“Gaaaaay!” She whispered to themselves. Aichi briefly leered. 

...

“CEO Amaterasu!”

“CEO Amaterasu...” he repeated in reverence.

Indeed, they both recognize the importance of that figure. 

Luckily, Aichi quickly recognized the importance and implications of placing a card at the top or bottom of the deck.

He briefly forgot that the Heal Trigger only activates if your Damage Zone has an equal or greater number of cards than your opponent’s. 

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Aichi’s eyes darkened, hardened, desperate when she placed a card on top of the deck. He knows it could be a critical trigger.

Oh yes, the pranks, the creepy laughter, the maniacal cackling calling Morikawa a loser as he lost to his criticals. Aichi managed to keep the volume down to Astham-Attack Parseltongue. From a book he read in its Japanese translation.

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“If you don’t have any Grade 3s, you’re done for!”

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“If you ever need any help with Vanguard,  I’d be happy to teach you!”

“No, I will.” Misaki hissed to the man, eyes narrowed. Scared as s**t, he acquiesced. Aichi sweatdropped. He’s built up a tolerance to a female’s anger while acquiring it himself.  

Misaki could see the gay sparkling in his eyes, bright as Aurora Borealis, as inevitable as Polaris. He must be thinking about Kai now. Misaki let her lips upturn, satisfied that her friend is on the right track to getting stronger, better, happier to meet his crush and idol. “Misaki, you’re smiling!”

She bonked them on the head, acting the tsundere. So far, only Aichi has earned the honor of her positivity. 

She discreetly waved Aichi over, leaning in to draw him to whisper-range. Once there, in a position that looks like they might be kissing, eyes locked like vaults, she whispered, “Why do you look away from my boobs?”

Aichi’s eyes widened. Then settled down again, pleading. “I-I don’t like boobs. Never have. Only my mother’s and sister’s. I can only hope that she never--em, matures--or I’ll never be able to look at her completely straight again.”

Her breath hitches, stops for a moment, trying to adjust. A momentary silence, Aichi looking more scared--scared of losing his friend, losing Misaki, scaredofbeingabnormaldespitehisshamelesssexuality--and Misaki does the right, the lightest, the best thing for anyone imaginable. “It’s ok, Aichi. I’m fine with it--besides, it just makes you gayer!”

Aichi blushed, Misaki giggled, and once more they have no need to speak their minds. 

The eyes are the windows to the soul, they say.

Obviously she’ll support her friend the matriarch--make no mistake, he is one, Emi and Kai--even when she can’t have it herself.

[birdsbats-madness]

Check this out! I recently got ‘Wattpad’ (cuz it was reccomended to me) and have been reading a bunch of stuff there! This one here is by-far my favourite story out of the one’s i’ve read so far; plus I might share/post some I like here as well!

Silence Speaks Volumes (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/vrb3YIK206 Damian Wayne was a boy. Not a normal boy, though. He was the grandson of Ra's al Ghul, the leader of the League of Assassins, the son of Talia al Ghul, leader of the Leviathan Organization, and son of the Batman, the greatest hero to ever live, the world's best detective. So, when Damian was training in the comfort of his Grandfather's compound, he was surprised to hear he would be going to America of all places. The land of mediocrity. --- Join Damian as he finds his place in the Batfamily and how the Batfamily comes to cherish him.

[katlyn1948]

It looks like tomorrow is going to a good ole fashion #iwrotethisinsteadofsleeping

[ao3feed-destiel]

Shut Your Cake Hole

Read it on AO3 here!https://ift.tt/2C1zJxZ

by ZoeShurtugal

My body freezes as soon as my eyes focus on the date displayed under the time.

Sh*t.

Cass tilts his head like an adorable puppy and looks at me questioningly. 

“Are you alright, Dean?” he asks in his familiar gravelly voice. 

“Uh, yeah. I guess the date just kind of crept up on me.” I reply as smoothly as I can.

OR

A Destiel oneshot based off of a random prompt I found.

Words: 2544, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Supernatural

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Castiel (Supernatural), Dean Winchester

Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester

Additional Tags: Marriage Proposal, iwrotethisinsteadofsleeping, DeanNeedsHisCoffee, Oneshot, Destiel - Freeform

Link: https://ift.tt/2C1zJxZ

[malecacidd]

So I've picked the gifs and fan art I'm going to use to write my two fics for Today (it's only 1am but it still counts) and tomorrow. The only thing is,,,,,,, I have to write them.

Also my writing blog is @iwrotethisinsteadofsleeping

[caotica-e-quieta]

literature majors and great writers I love and look up to: you see one of the biggest problems with young writers is their lack of confidence and fear of rejection. You don't need to know what you're doing, you just need to make your readers believe you do.

Me writing anything ever: uhhh I know I know it sucks I MEAN I don't even know why you'd like to read this #badlywriten #imtheworst but I did anyway, I guess that's all #iwrotethisinsteadofsleeping

[ao3feed-klance]

road trip for your life

read it on AO3 at http://ift.tt/2wxs8z6

by iwrotethisinsteadofsleeping

Discovering you're a demigod is not an easy thing. Neither is falling for someone along the way.

Words: 5283, Chapters: 1/5, Language: English

Fandoms: Voltron: Legendary Defender

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Keith (Voltron), Lance (Voltron), Pidge (Voltron), Hunk (Voltron), Allura (Voltron), Lotor (Voltron), Shiro (Voltron), Coran (Voltron)

Relationships: Keith/Lance (Voltron)

Additional Tags: camp half blood au, Slow Burn, Angst, Fluff, minor original characters, Swordfighting, Friends to Lovers, ill add more tags as the fic goes along

read it on AO3 at http://ift.tt/2wxs8z6

[ao3feed-safeklance]

road trip for your life

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2wxs8z6

by iwrotethisinsteadofsleeping

Discovering you’re a demigod is not an easy thing. Neither is falling for someone along the way.

Words: 5283, Chapters: 1/5, Language: English

Fandoms: Voltron: Legendary Defender

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Keith (Voltron), Lance (Voltron), Pidge (Voltron), Hunk (Voltron), Allura (Voltron), Lotor (Voltron), Shiro (Voltron), Coran (Voltron)

Relationships: Keith/Lance (Voltron)

Additional Tags: camp half blood au, Slow Burn, Angst, Fluff, minor original characters, Swordfighting, Friends to Lovers, ill add more tags as the fic goes along

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2wxs8z6

[ao3feed-voltronlegendarydefender]

road trip for your life

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2wxs8z6

by iwrotethisinsteadofsleeping

Discovering you're a demigod is not an easy thing. Neither is falling for someone along the way.

Words: 5283, Chapters: 1/5, Language: English

Fandoms: Voltron: Legendary Defender

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Keith (Voltron), Lance (Voltron), Pidge (Voltron), Hunk (Voltron), Allura (Voltron), Lotor (Voltron), Shiro (Voltron), Coran (Voltron)

Relationships: Keith/Lance (Voltron)

Additional Tags: camp half blood au, Slow Burn, Angst, Fluff, minor original characters, Swordfighting, Friends to Lovers, ill add more tags as the fic goes along

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2wxs8z6

[ao3feed-castiel]

Shut Your Cake Hole

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2C1zJxZ

by ZoeShurtugal

My body freezes as soon as my eyes focus on the date displayed under the time.

Sh*t.

Cass tilts his head like an adorable puppy and looks at me questioningly. 

“Are you alright, Dean?” he asks in his familiar gravelly voice. 

“Uh, yeah. I guess the date just kind of crept up on me.” I reply as smoothly as I can.

OR

A Destiel oneshot based off of a random prompt I found.

Words: 2544, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Supernatural

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Castiel (Supernatural), Dean Winchester

Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester

Additional Tags: Marriage Proposal, iwrotethisinsteadofsleeping, DeanNeedsHisCoffee, Oneshot, Destiel - Freeform

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2C1zJxZ

[johannepetereric]

Unnamed | Part 2 of my Creative Writing Midterm, Which I Finally Decided To Use As An Excuse To Write Fanfiction

I wrote this on the 17th, as the Part 2 of my Creative Writing midterm. Some stuff was edited, like “his mother” to “their mother”, to make it less...inappropriate..I just checked Pinnacle, and the part where the Midterm for that class is supposed to be is blank, so I’m scared of when/if she’ll grade it and what I’d get if she did.

But I haven’t posted a story in a while, so here it is! I was originally planning on queueing this for Christmas Eve tomorrow, but *shrug* might as well. I might get inspiration to write a Part 2 between now and then.

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Renzou has a lot to do today. Kasuka-chan is coming home, and she is expecting a fully-stocked apartment.

The redhead doesn’t want to imagine the horror of seeing his girl crying because he forgot orders. This morning’s forecast predicted rain soon, so he’ll have some time to spare to go find something.

Boom! But now it’s raining—and thundering.

Eh. He shrugged. Nothing a call home can’t fix.

He typed in the home number of the wall telephone. Yes, they decided to keep the wall phone even though it’s the 2030s. 

Ring-ring-ring. Ring-ring-ring. Ring-ring-ring. Ring-ring--gacha! “He-llo?” Renzou heard the soft voice of their mother. Worried. Sniffly.

Perhaps snot in the mouth. “Mama, have you and Dad put up the Christmas lights yet?”

He did not get a response.

“Did you remember to put up the lights?” Renzou reiterated.

“No. Do you need them?” 

“Yeah. Kasuka-chan wants a very Christmas-y apartment.”

“Oh. I see.”

“And it’s raining on our end, and I have another idea in mind. Could you get one of the henchmen to bring them over?”

“Sure, I guess?”

“Thank you. That is all!” Click! Renzou hung up just like that. No time to waste!

It’s time to start cooking!

Really, it was a matter of remembering what she wants—and he certainly can’t ask her! That’d blow the cover and he’d get the yelling-for again.

Can he do it this time?

So, Renzou thought as he paced their apartment--the size of the ones in your typical American TV show. What does Kasuka-chan want now? Last year, I tried the turkey without gravy and that failed. Maybe duck? Should I order in meat? What did she say she wanted for Christmas yesterday? A ring—no, that’s for a different event—a necklace—no, not yet, it’s not the American New Years’ yet—a doll—no, not after what happened yesterday—a—what?—oh, yeah! I could look online for that new antique shop in town! What is it called again?

Renzou’s brain never ceased making up prettier and grander gift ideas—what, gifts? I thought I already had one prepared?—did I? Yes, I did—

Renzou logged into the computer—his account, for this one. Can’t have Kasuka-chan seeing my failures.

He opened a new tab. It was easy.

Antique shop near me—yep, Anteiku—what, that looks suspicious—wait, no, if they are, they’re good—

He searched through the list of Christmas items that they might have—even broken ones, but I’ll comfort her—until there was nothing left.

He sighed.

And then scrolled through Halloween.

Renzou found himself an hour later searching through her side of the bedroom.

And found a rectangular strip of paper—yes, here it is!

It was a reasonably-lengthy list, much smudged and many crossed-out like waste, but he could still pick something—oh, so she does want jewelry—ok.

So he’s already prepared.

Ding—dong! He heard the doorbell reverberate throughout the homey housing space.

He opened it. It revealed a big, burly man—wet from rain, unfazed—in a black suit holding a stack of large cardboard boxes.

Must be one of the henchmen. “Are you Ren Suzugamori’s?”

“Yes. Here it is, young master.”

“You are dismissed.”

And then the lackey marched away all officially.

It’s annoying, but it’s worth it.

Renzou placed the mountain carefully onto a corner floor-space—damn, this thing’s heavy—to move aside all the furniture. The couches, the table, even the rug. They all got shifted around to far-off corners of the “lobby-space.”

This could get messy.

And it was.

Not just Christmas lights. The contents of the boxes were stockings, plushie bears, old knitted angels, metal and porcelain décor, a macrame owl that vaguely resembled Auntie Misaki.

And, of course, the lights.

Those had a box of their own.

It was a huge box. It layed the foundation to hold everything else.

No radio. They knew Renzou and Kasuka already have one.

Renzou set out the not-lights first. Carefully organized the plushies, the angels, the delicates carefully onto ledges that are off their ledges. Just like how she wants to save them even if it breaks her heart.

The metals…put them on their bed—they’ll be fiiiine…will they?

It was not something worth dwelling on—much.

Renzou hammered the owl to right beside the door.

And now comes the lights.

…By the Reverse, this is Armageddeon.

The multi-colored lights were all set to represent the knot that Alexander could never untie.

Renzou fimbled and fumbled and fungled around with the lights. He caught himself in Jormungandr’s grasp soon enough.

He sighed again. I hope she doesn’t get home that soon.

[johannepetereric]

Ok, I just started a one-shot draft for my Suzalulu Omegaverse fic. From what I gathered of the plot from fanfics, this one-shot is in R2. I’m sorry for timeline mess-ups, but I cannot afford it at this time. It is a first day of school thing, following the Harry Potter September-1st-first-day and my third grade 8am-2pm daily schedule. This may not be part of the Britannian school system in the Code Geass universe, but it will be for the sake of this plot. I do not have the time nor mental capacity to search of a Complete Timeline in a Wikia or Youtube. This is (at least in anime times), September 1st, 2018, R2 Code Geass. Lelouch DOES NOT DIE nor conjures “Zero Requiem” in this fic, so f##k canon for now. I would still appreciate some help, though.