#looks way better up close but i didnt wanna have him just staring up at nothing.. blurred bg bc its like hes lowkey losing his vision like

[oso-nan]

am has altered me for his own peace of mind, i suppose. he doesn't want me to run at full speed into a computer bank and smash my skull. or hold my breath till i faint. or cut my throat on a rusted sheet of metal.

[st7rnioioss]

౨ৎ⋆ ˚｡⋆ "you wanna try it?"

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: matt sturniolo x reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: you came across a tiktok, a couple on the screen doing the "kissing without our hands to see who gives in first". you had to try it?

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: fluff, kissing, suggestive at the end

this is based off this request!

a/n: hiii🤍 first off i just wanna say thank you so so so much for 10k notes AND 800 followers, thats insane. im so so sorry its taken soooo fucking long😭 anyway, i didnt want to turn this into a smut, im sorry LMAO

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You and Matt were lying in his bed, you on your phone, scrolling mindlessly through tiktok, Matt’s fingers intertwined with your hair. Matt didn’t pay much attention to what you were watching, but he stopped playing with your hair and looked down at your phone when he heard the same sound playing repeatedly.

“Why are you watching that over and over?” he chuckled. “The sound is pissing me off,”

You giggled and held up the phone for Matt to look at.

“Look, it’s this trend, haven’t you seen it?” you said, Matt holding your hand that was holding the phone to understand what was going on.

Kissing with our hands behind our backs until one of us gives in.

“No, I don’t think I have,” he looked down at you, locking eyes with you. “You wanna try it?”

Your cheeks flushed before you hesitantly nodded. Why not? He must’ve noticed because he started smiling at you.

“Sure,” you smiled shyly back, the both of you getting up to sit in front of each other. 

Matt looked down at you, his arms behind his back, before he leaned down to kiss you gently. Your eyes instinctively closed, leaning closer to him. He smiled against your lips, slightly tilting his head to the side to get a better angle.

You pulled away, looking up at Matt. You giggled, really wanting to hold his face and tell him how much you love him before he leaned closer again, leaving kisses on your jawline and neck, making you inhale sharply.

“Hey, that’s- that’s unfair,” you chuckled, throwing your head back to give him better access to your neck. His only response was a laugh against your skin, making you whine.

He pulled away, gazing into your eyes before kissing your lips again, which was much more passionate than the last one. He then slowly slid his tongue past your bottom lip, into your mouth, making you whimper against his mouth.

“Come on, I know you wanna touch me,” he murmured, continuing to kiss you. 

He was right. You really fucking wanted to hold him, but you weren’t giving up just now. Instead, you just kept kissing him, slipping your tongue into his mouth. 

You felt him tense up, making you smile against his now wet lips. He pulled away for a split second, before kissing along your jawline, down your neck, up behind your ear again.

“Matt- fuck,” you gasped. He knew you too well, your neck being your soft spot.

You couldn’t help it. You untangled your arms, your hands immediately finding their way to his hair, gently tugging at it, pushing his face closer to your skin.

Matt didn’t waste a second to grab your hips, softly pushing you over, your head hitting the pillow behind you.

“Oh thank God,” he smirked, his hand resting on your waist, the other one intertwining itself in your hair. He then started sucking on your skin, making you whine.

“Shit,” you whimpered, one hand tugging his hair, the other in a tight grip on his bicep. He just kept kissing you all over your neck and collarbone, leaving small wet spots that would surely turn a darker shade of purple later.

Matt left one last kiss on your chest, before pulling away to look at you.

“I win,” he smiled proudly, leaning down to give your lips a soft peck. You smiled back at him, running your hand through his hair.

“Yeah yeah. I’ll win another time,” you rolled your eyes playfully, Matt positioning himself beside you. Both lying on your side, staring into each other's eyes before you broke into laughter, your cheeks turning red.

“What?!” Matt giggled, his hand now shaking your shoulder as you laughed.

“The way you’re looking at me. You’re just- you’re just adorable.” you blushed, covering your face in Matt’s chest. His hands caressed the top of your head, now laughing himself.

“Oh um- I’m sorry?” his cheeks were now bright pink. You pulled away to look at him, a big cheesy smile on plastered on his face. You reached out to hold his hand, lacing your fingers together.

“Oh God, I love you so much, Matt.” your eyes fixated on his eyes, then lips. He blushed again before leaning in to kiss your forehead, nose, cheeks, and corner of your mouth, before finally locking his lips onto yours.

“I love you more,” he mumbled against your lips, before flipping you over, so he was leaning over you, one hand beside your head, the other holding your hand above your head.

“Hey, that’s not fair,” you giggled before his lips were back on your neck.

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a/n: i love this idea btw, thanks for the request!!

[mangosrar]

cerebral

matt sturniolo x fem reader

this isn’t proof read 😛😛

suggestive ???

i knew this would happen. it happened with the last guy i went on a date with, and the guy before that. they just werent him. it was such a horrible feeling to sit across from someone in a restaurant searching their face for a more familiar one, one that had memories etched into his smile lines, one that had a piece of you with him. but the feeling of having him, but not being abel to have him, wasnt much better.

it was hard, finding the middle ground between my ex and my best friend. we both promised that if we ever broke up nothing would change between us. but it did. i was more cautious of him. i picked my words carefully when they left my mouth. i studied his body language whenever i was close to him. he was like a ticking time bomb. he could be set off at any minute.

lazy footsteps could be heard before i saw matt pad his way into my living room before he plopped himself down next to me. he let himself in. of course he did. he leaned forward and rested his elbows on his knees before turning to look at me with a sad smile on his face.

"you okay?" his voice was hushed. like if he spoke too loud i might shatter. i just nodded with a gloomy smile on my face.

"so why do you look so sad y/n?" he knew me so well and i hated it. i couldnt differentiate wether he knew me so well because he was my bestfriend for so long, or if because he was the love of my life at one point.

"just the date. i dont think you wanna hear about it" i let out a sad laugh as i spoke. his eyebrows furrowed for a second before he replied.

"youre still my bestfriend y/n. just because youre my ex too doesn’t mean you cant tell me about the new guys" he sounded genuine. like he didnt care about the new guys. like he wasnt mad about them. but he should be. i wish he was. i wish he was repulsed at the thought of me ever being able to move on from him. but he wasnt. i kept my eyes trained to the ground. there was a heavy silence as he searched my face. i could feel his wandering eyes burning holes into me. like he could see straight into my brain.

"he called me cerebral matt" i paused, eyes still boring holes into the carpet beneath me. "i didnt even know what it meant" i raised my eyebrows and let out a huff of air through my nose. "would it have killed him to call me pretty instead?" i finally looked up at matt to see his eyes still on me. a look on his face that i couldnt decipher. i hated that he could see my walls crumbling.

"you are pretty y/n" he cooed, his voice so sickly sweet. matts hand moved onto my leg. rubbing slow circles with his thumb. i hated this. i hated that he could sit there and tell me this and not be mine. how could he promise to soften every edge and hold the world to its best when he was killing me.

"you cant say thing like this matt" i pushed his hand off my leg and just like that the walls were built back up again. his eyes dropped to his hand that was now slumped onto the sofa then back up to my face. he knew this was coming.

"why not?" he knew why. he just wanted to hear me say it. i paused momentarily. weighing up my options. deciding wether to say the real reason or to just leave it hanging in the air and say something that we both know is a lie. i didnt know where i stood with matt. he would treat me like in still his girlfriend in some ways, caring for me, being a shoulder for me to cry on and always being there to hold my hand when i needed him to, but he would drop it after a few seconds, leaving cold, heart shaped scars in his wake.

"because im still in love with you" tears were threatening to spill as i spoke. his face didnt move a fraction. he didnt even blink, just staring at me like he was deep in thought. this was old news for him and he probably could have beat me to it but atleast he was kind enough to let me say it. matt didnt even speak. he just kept staring at me as he brought a gantle hand up to the side of my face.

before i could even pull his hand off my face his lips were on mine. i didnt have the type of self control to pull away. i leaned into him, craving the closeness, luckily he got the hint and pulled me into his lap so i was straddling him and the kiss grew heavy, his tongue forcing its way into my mouth, his wandering hands grabbing and groping whatever skin he could. he moved his mouth off mine and began trailing wet kisses down my neck and jawline making my breath hitch and my eyes close.

he began sucking and biting the skin on the side of my neck making me while. my hands found home in his hair, tugging softly, earning a satisfied hum from matt before he spoke against me.

"lets just get back together mh?" i was so lost in the way his lips felt on my skin i didnt even register what he had said until a few seconds later. i immediately pulled his head away from me and stared at him with wide eyes.

"what?" surprise evident in the sound of my voice.

"i dont see what the problem is, we both still love each other and i hate seeing you go on dates with shitty guys so why not?" i couldnt even reply to him. i just stared at him with my wouth hung open. what the fuck.

"if you dont want to, ill stop, but if you do, just say the words and ill give you whatever you want." he sounded so sure.

"yes" that was all he needed before he smirked and brought his lips to mine again, kissing me, hot and heavy.

the kiss was sloppy and desperate, both of us urgent for a touch we craved so badly. he ground his hips up, pressing his hard on into my heat making me whine into his mouth. i felt him smile against my lips before he kissed down my chin and throat before licking a stripe up it, pulling a moan from me, causing my hips to stutter against his involuntarily.

make up sex is good for the soul.

pt 2 coming soon an it’s spicy 🤓

taglist: @christinarowie332 @biimpanicking @soursturniolo @freshlovehacker @urmyslxt @kitaysworld @kvtie444 @chrisenthusiast @flowerxbunnie @mattsd0ll @itsjennarose @hearttshapedkisses @lovingsturniolo

[salamanderst]

Part series?? Lmk

One of the girls

{Chris Sturniolo}

Warnings: pet names?? (baby(, use of y/n, mentions of sex (nothing happens yet!!) toxic!chris (sorry 😞 he gets better i swear) fratboy!chris kinda??, also i forgot to say this last smut but English is not my first language so i apologize for spelling mistakes!! lmk if theres anything else.

A/n: Omg I think I’m actually tweaking I’ve been putting off writing this because I think all my writing abilities just got up and left. So I’m so sorry if this is ass {it probably is} but erm let’s go!

Orange; Chris speaking

Pink; reader speaking

“So what do you wanna watch?” I ask Chris.

I came over to watch a movie, every Friday we like to watch a movie after he’s filmed with his brothers, but right now he’s acting off.

“Ehh. It’s what ever, I don’t care.” He replies eyes glued to his phone clearly not listening to me.

“Chris, hello???”

“Yea, yea whatever you say.”

"Chris im gonna fuck other men." i saw with a grin on my face.

he immediately looks up from his phone looking straight into my eyes. no words coming out of him.

"chris im kidding, now will you listen please?" i say laughing.

"yea, im sorry." he give me a smile, he paces me his phone so he wont go on it, i slip into my pocket giving him a kiss on the cheek.

“Thank you. Now what movie do you wanna watch?” i said snuggling up to him grabbing the remote.

“Ohh how about that new one on Disney that just came out”

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We’re about half way through the movie and Chris goes to the washroom.

I still have his phone in my pocket, honestly i completely forgot about till i felt it ding. i pulled in out of my pocket to see a notification.

Who the fuck is Olivia?!

I put his phone down on the coffee table as I hear his footsteps coming closer to the couch.

“Hey babe im kinda tried I think ima go to bed, you wanna head home?”

I’m gonna kill this man.

I grab his phone from the table. “Who the fuck is Olivia. Chris?”

at least that’s what i wanted to do. But I’m too tried for drama right now. and me and Chris are actually good, i don't wanna start stuff.

“Yea sure babe I’ll see you later, good night!” i said forcing a smile walking to his front door, as he grabbed his phone and walked up to his room.

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i never go to sleep angry, its my number one rule. and i broke it because of this stupid man whore who i'm not even dating, just stupid friends with benefits. but we agreed not to fuck or text other people.

fuck it. im gonna go talk to him.

i get in my car and drive to his place, its 9am but if he wants to fuck other women i can interrupt his sleep. i knock on his door as load as i can, i forgot his brothers also live there.

Nick opens the door, as im about to yell i see his face and step back.

"y/n whats going on??" nick says rubbing his eyes and giving me a look, i felt so bad.

"oh my god im so sorry, i didnt mean to wake you up. im just here to talk to Chris."

"oh uh.. hes in his room." he said gave me a wired look, letting me in as he went back up to his room.

i closed the door behind me and walked downstairs to Chris's room, i was hesitant at first but then i opened the door, i didnt knock i didnt really want to. chris was awake on his phone staring up at me.

"oh.. hi." he said putting down his phone furrowing his eyebrows. "whats going on?"

"are you texting other people?" i said calmly as i sat at the edge of his bed, honestly im surprised i didnt yell, my brain feels like its forgot how to.

"what are you talking about..?" he said sitting up to face me more, acting confused.

"chris, please..." i took a pause, god he was so gorgeous. its hard to be mad at someone whos this pretty. "be honest."

"baby, i am being honest." he said cupping my face with his right hand. i cant fall into him, i told myself repeatedly.

i brushed his hand off my face. "chris, i saw a text on your phone last night. from someone named, Olivia."

he was taken aback he knew what i was taking about. a part of me wanted him to deny it and say its some friend. but no friend asks if a girl is still at some mans house. it wasnt a friend, and we both knew that.

"i-im sorry.." he said in a very quiet voice, i was hurt that it was true. but im thankful he was honest. "its this girl i met at a party, but i swear we only fucked once." he kept talking but my mind went blank after the word 'fucked', was i not enough for him? was i bad, that he had ti get other women to satisfy him? i started to over think everything. what does this bitch do that i cant??

tears started to well up in my eyes when i heard his words. "woah, woah. y/n whats wrong??" he said putting his hand on my shoulder.

"No! dont chris! this is fucking bullshit, we agreed not to fuck other people!" i said in a shaky voice standing up.

"c-can we just talk, please...?" he said softly standing up. i didnt wanna fucking talk? who the fuck would want to talk??

"no. im leaving you're a fucking whore. i should've left before anything started." i said scoffing grabbing my bag and stomping out his room running to the front door, out to my car.

i started my car a drove home, i sat in the parking lot of my apartment for at least 20 minutes before getting out of my and heading inside. i sat on my couch, ill talk to him in a couple of day. at least it was only one girl right...?

[mrdixon]

Mirrors

pairing: daryl dixon x gn!reader

wc: 4.9k ...

warnings: insecurity, slight swearing pshhh

summary: after a moment of jealousy, you start to doubt yourself.

A/N: i honestly didnt mean to write this so long and i hope its not so boring................ my requests are always open if you wanna read something specific ;) ★

masterlist!

You’ve been dating Daryl since the prison so you know how he isn’t overly affectionate which you’re alright with, you understand that that’s just how he is. Plus it’s not like he isn’t ever affectionate with you, there’s a few kisses here and there, a few longing glances.

Recently though, Daryl has been working a lot so you two barely have any time for each other. Not that it’s a problem he’s working, you’re glad he’s working hard everyday to keep you and everyone safe. The only thing that’s driving you crazy is how often he works with this one girl, Mimi. You’re not blind to the fact that Daryl was in fact very popular, with the ladies specifically. You first noticed it in the prison. And you were okay with it… for the most part.

You weren’t surprised when Mimi first approached him on a run, noticing the way she looked at him. You once looked at him like that when you first met him. You thought nothing of it at first because you tried to make yourself very much known as Daryl’s partner, but it didn’t stop Mimi from trying to pursue him. You were jealous. Jealous of the fact that this girl was spending more time with your boyfriend than you yourself, but you couldn’t do anything. You didn’t do many supply runs, she did. So it was natural for Daryl and her to end up on the same run all the time. You couldn’t even tell Daryl not to spend so much time with her because what would that make you? Insecure? Controlling? Jealous? You didn’t want to admit it. You couldn’t.

So for weeks you watched as they got closer, noticing the way she stood so close to him. Helping him wipe grime off his face the way you did back at the prison, brushing her shoulder against his as they walked. You noticed every little thing from where you were watching them in the comfort of your shared home with Daryl.

When she was walking him home to you, you couldn’t help but watch them again. You noticed how pretty she was, and of course she was. You couldn’t but admire her long glowy hair, it looked so soft. You tucked your hair behind your ear, noticing how dull it looked and how rough it felt from it being used to being caked in dirt. She probably never had that problem having lived in Alexandria during the whole apocalypse. You noticed how soft her features were, never once having a scratch or scar unlike you. Despite being on runs all the time she still glowed in the sun, even with dirt or walker blood on her she never once looked disgusting. Her pretty smile turning heads everywhere she walked. What if Daryl was to fall for her? Be wooed by her beauty and wonderful personality? Or better yet, what if he already had?

Before the two even reached the front door you were already outside, smiling slightly as Daryl’s gaze fell on you, his eyes brightening a little. “Hey (Y/N).” He nodded to you while Mimi walked up beside him, her shoulder flush against his as she gave you her signature smile. You swallowed, smiling back.

“You hungry? I cooked up some of that alphabet soup you brought home the other day.” You said to Daryl, staring down at your feet.

“Nah, jus’ ate some of Mimi’s apple pie.” He drawled. Your lips pressed into a thin line as you nodded, walking back towards the house.

“Okaaay… well I’ll just eat the rest then.” You muttered before disappearing into the house, plopping down onto your seat at the table. Taking his share of the soup you looked outside, Daryl and Mimi were still talking. You sighed, trying to hear their conversation but it was way too soft and quiet. Your finger found its way to your mouth, nibbling it gently. You wondered what could they possibly be talking about? Daryl barely talks usually so how is he being so talkative with her? You sighed, shaking your head to rid your thoughts as you ate the soup. You looked back over at them, frowning as you watched her put her hand on his shoulder, running it down his arm and discreetly checking out his muscles. You groaned, not being able to take anymore of the scene. Standing up you went to put the soup away before going upstairs and into your shared room.

You walked into your room, sitting on your bed and grabbing your notebook. You started absentmindedly doodling shapes into the pages, your thoughts moving back to Daryl and Mimi and you couldn’t shake the feeling of jealousy coursing through your body. You tried so hard to shove those dumb feelings down but a tear slipped down your cheek. Wiping it angrily you couldn’t help but think. Why was he more talkative with her? What if he was gonna leave you for her? Or even worse, what if he had already cheated? A few more tears slipped down your cheeks but you frustratingly wiped them away, standing up towards the mirror placed towards your side of the bed.

Sighing, you looked at yourself in the mirror. Your hair on the shorter side, unlike Mimi’s. Didn’t Daryl like long hair? You ran your fingers through your hair, getting caught in tangles here and there which made you more frustrated than you already were and biting your finger. You bet she didn’t have a problem with tangled hair, or the fact that her hair still looked good even in a world where you had to get dirty to live.

Your eyes stared back at you in the mirror, dull and empty, full of those sickening memories you had to endured over the past few months. Mimi’s definitely weren’t like that, her eyes shined. Hell they probably glowed when the sun hit them. She was beautiful, in every way. Why is Daryl even with me? You thought helplessly.

You continued to stare at yourself, mentally nitpicking yourself and your flaws. Not noticing Daryl was standing at the door.

He watched you through the mirror, his heart swelling at the sight of you. You were so beautiful, but he noticed how miserable you looked. He knew something was bothering you so he entered the room quietly, standing beside you. “Hey,” he said softly. A frown on his face as he noticed your teary eyes, “everythin’ okay?”

You looked up at him after wiping your eyes quickly, flashing him a half-smile. “Yeah I’m fine,” you responded quietly, your voice slightly shaky. He kept frowning when you avoided his gaze.

He took notice of how your voice shook, your eyes slightly red. “(Y/N), what’s wrong?” He whispered, placing a hand on your chin and tilting your face up so you would look at him.

“Nothing,” you murmured, looking away. Your eyes caught yourself in the mirror again, quickly averting your gaze.

“Sweetheart,” he frowned, trying to get your attention. “There’s somethin’ bothering ya, isn’t there?” You couldn’t help but notice how gentle he sounded, how soft he was being with you. “C’mon, you can tell me,” he urged.

You gave another half-smile, shaking your head. “No, no it’s nothing.”

“Hun, look at me. You know you can tell me anythin’,” he softly spoke. His hand caressed your cheek gently, carefully. His blue eyes stared at you intently and you got lost in his eyes for a moment. Taking a deep breath and looking away.

“Please,” he whispered. “Tell me what’s goin’ on.” His voice was so gentle yet it left you with a sharp pang in your heart.

You shook your head once again, closing your eyes. You didn’t want him to know, you didn’t want him to see you so weak. So vulnerable.

“It’s nothing Daryl, I’m just tired.” You moved away.

“Well I don’t believe ya,” he said quietly, following you. “I know ya more than enough to know somethin’ is wrong.” You could hear him sigh at your silence, his hands placing themselves on your waist. “Why don’ we take a bath?” He offered, smiling playfully at you, “ya can rest against me in the hot bath.” His eyes pleaded as if telling her, ”Just tell me what’s on your mind.”

You pushed away again, shaking your head. “It’s fine, I promise.” You dismissed him.

“(Y/N), please,” he urged. “Yer clearly not fine and I’m worried about you.” He nibbled on his lip, stepping in your way to try and get you to listen.

You shook your head, making your way towards the closet. “Go take a bath yourself.”

Daryl watched helplessly as you walked away from him, finding his own way into the bathroom and closing the door behind him. He felt upset and frustrated, mostly with himself with how he couldn’t think of words to try and convince you to talk. He wanted to walk right out and try to make her open up, but he knew that would only make things worse.

He sighed as he slowly undressed for a shower, his mind racing with possibilities of what could be bothering her. He only wished for her to trust him enough to tell him what was wrong.

Daryl finished his very much needed shower, feeling more relaxed as he walked back into their room. His eyes trailed over your sleeping figure, your back to him. He smiled softly as he watched you from behind, your body rising and falling with every soft breath you took. His smile quickly dropped when he looked up at the mirror in front of you, covered with a blanket.

He frowned to himself, placing his towel down and moving towards the mirror. He turned back to you, your eyes closed. They were avoiding looking at themselves earlier… He thought before turning back to the blanket covered mirror, slowly lifting the blanket off and taking in his reflection. He looked tired, but he got distracted by the beauty sleeping in his bed behind him. You face soft and relaxed, unlike earlier when it was strained with an emotion that he couldn’t quite pick out. You always looked beautiful to him, he loved everything about you. The scars on your face and body only showing how brave you were, how hard you fought to keep yourself alive through this whole apocalypse. The way your lips were parted, letting out soft breaths of air. Those same lips are the ones that kissed over his skin in the morning, the ones he loved to kiss with every emotion he could muster up.

He walked over to his side of the bed, carefully climbing under the covers to not wake you. He draped an arm over your waist. He looked at the mirror in front of you, noticing your eyes were open and you sighed. Turning over to face him, your eyes closed and acting like you were asleep.

He frowned at your stubbornness, you were a strong person. He knew that, but there was something clearly bothering you, something you wouldn’t speak out loud. He had never seen you like this before, he didn’t know what to do.

He looked down at your “sleeping” face, trailing down your body. You looked beautiful, always, even in your sleep. Your hair spread out around you and your face was lit up by the light of the moon, highlighting the small features only he knew of. He sighed, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear as he caressed your cheek softly.

“Daryl?” You whispered, your eyes still shut as you grabbed his hand.

His heart skipped a beat hearing you whisper his name in that soft voice he loved to hear. “What’s wrong?” He whispered back, looking over your face and admiring the way the moonlight fell across your face.

You turned your head back towards the mirror, quickly looking away once you saw yourself. “Why’d you take the blanket off?”

He watched you shyly look away from your reflection, his brows furrowing in confusion on why you didn’t want to see yourself. It wasn’t like you and it worried him.

“I wanted to see you,” he whispered, stroking your hair gently. His voice was soft, looking you over again with all the love he gathered up for you over your time being together.

“You can see me like this… Why did you have to take the blanket off?” You whispered back meekly.

“Because I wanted to,” he sighed, “I wanted to see all of ya. Front and back.” He simply replied, his arms wrapping around your waist and pulling you closer. “Look at me.” He said softly, but firm.

He gently took your face in his hand, making you look into his eyes. He wanted to take care of you, reassure you that everything would be alright, that everything is alright.

Your eyes looked back at him, a sort of sadness in them as they went glossy with an ocean of blue emotions. He noticed. He didn’t understand why you were so upset, he knew you to be the strongest and most independent person he knew. Yet here you were, laying in his arms looking as fragile as a piece of glass.

“Please tell me what’s wrong,” he gently urged you. He just wanted to see you smile, to see you happy, and the fact that he couldn’t was eating him up inside. He knew something was bothering you, but you wouldn’t tell him what it was. You felt his arms tighten around you, bringing you closer, it was all he ever wanted everyday. To feel you beside him at every second of every day.

You sighed softly, biting your tongue to stop yourself from speaking. Your eyes darted around the room nervously, looking at anything but him. He dragged you to look towards him once again, nodding softly to you. “Daryl… what if you don’t find me attractive anymore?” Your voice was barely over a whisper.

“What do ya mean?” he asked quietly, his tone slightly confused. “I love you, of course I find ya attractive.” His grip tightened on you.

You just sighed, averting your gaze from his eyes. “You’re just saying that.”

“No, I mean it.” He said firmly while pushing your hair back gently, leaning forward and pressing his face into your neck. His lips lightly grazing over your jaw and neck, his stubble tickling you slightly while he breathed deeply. Your scent making his head spin, kissing your neck gently before pulling back to look in your eyes. “(Y/N), I love you. I always will, and I’ll always find you attractive.”

His words were soft but firm, and true. There was no doubt in the back of his mind about anything he was saying, he meant every word he said to you.

“But Mimi—” You bit your lip and watched as Daryl realized what this whole thing was about.

He took a deep breath, “Mimi.” He repeated, sighing gently as he understood what this was all about. “(Y/N)… She’s not here, she’s not… you. You’ll always been the one that I want. Always.” His hands trailed up your arms and onto your face, cupping your cheeks as he looked deeply into your eyes, desperately trying to make you hear him.

You could only look up at him, your lip quivering. “She’s beautiful Dar…”

“(Y/N)…” Daryl whispered, kissing you softly on the lips. His hands rubbed circles onto your back, kissing any exposed skin he could find, starting at your temple. “I love you, I want you… only you.”

You pushed him away before he kissed your lips once again, shying away. His face flickered with slight confusion, “Hun.” He whispered, taking your hands in his and kissing every knuckle. “Why can’t you see yourself like I do?” His tone was questioning, not quite grasping the idea of your insecurities.

“Can’t you see?” You whispered sadly, refusing to turn around and see yourself in the mirror. Daryl sighed once again, pulling you towards him and into his chest, caressing the back of your head with his thumb.

“Look at me, please.” There was concern in his voice as he spoke. He couldn’t bear to see you in pain like this, he wanted you back the way you used to be, he wanted you happy. His hand on your head moved down slowly to the back of your neck, tangling his fingers in your hair. “Tell me what’s on your mind.”

You sighed shakily, tears pooling into your eyes. “Mimi… she’s perfect for you. She’s your type while I’m the complete opposite….. I’m not enough for you.” Your voice cracked, sniffling.

Daryl felt his heart break hearing you speak. He didn’t want to seem upset, not when you were already in tears. He had to be strong for the both of you, but it was so hard seeing the love of his life break down in tears because they saw themselves less than.

“You know that’s not true… I don’ have a stupid type, not that I want jus’ anyone.” He whispered, scratching your scalp comfortingly, “I want you, my angel. My beautiful angel.” His words were a soft whisper, filled with the utmost admiration he had for you and kissed you softly. “I want only you. Not Mimi, not some other person. You. You’re perfect for me.”

You cried, shaking your head as you just couldn’t accept the words he was saying to you. You only thought of her and how beautiful she was, how she was the angel, not you. You hated crying, especially in front of him. “I’m so… so ugly Daryl you don’t understand.”

He shook his head firmly, “no. We both know that isn’t true. Listen to me, you are the most beautiful person I’ve ever known.” His voice was pained, hating to see you in this way. He hoped he sounded sincere enough, not wanting you to suffer anymore. “Hey. Yer beautiful. You. Not Mimi, she’s not here, she doesn’ exist to me like that. You do, right in front of me, gorgeous as ever. Your hair, your eyes… I love everything about you. You’re my everything y’know that?”

“Mimi…” you whispered, thinking of all the times she’s made him laugh. Why didn’t he laugh that much around me? Why doesn’t he smile that often? Despite everything she’s made you feel you just can’t bring yourself to hate her, she really was perfect. She wasn’t mean, condescending, she was… better.

“(Y/N) stop it.” He begged desperately, his heart sinking while he watched you spiral. “Why are you still thinkin’ about her? Yer more important to me than her, in every way. Yer not jus’ beautiful, yer the most kind, funny, and intelligent person I know. Hell, you’ve saved my ass so many times just by yer quick thinking. I think about ya all the time, and I hate to admit but I find myself getting distracted by the thought of ya when I’m out, I smile because of you. Yer special, and you should know that, (Y/N).” He pulled you close, trying to make his voice as comforting as he can.

“What if you fall out of love? What if your eyes land on someone better, someone prettier?” You sighed exasperatedly, you didn’t know who you were trying to convince at this point. You were probably annoying him, something Mimi probably never did.

But he remained patient, rubbing your back. “Stop. I will never love anyone else but you. If someone prettier was righ’ here and I could be with ‘em, I’d still choose ya. Every single time, because there’s no one better, or prettier than you. You’ll always be that person for me, every time. Yer my everythin’. Don’ let anyone try an’ tell ya otherwise, no one in this world will ever be better than ya. Yer my only love, the only person I want, forever.” He whispered, cradling you in his arms as he rocked you back and forth slowly, kissing the top of your head.

Hot tears streamed down your face while looking up at him. He frowned, wiping your tears away while looking directly into your eyes. There was a love in his eyes that only you could see and feel, something no one else could see from him.

He held you close for a few minutes, cradling your face and caressing your hair gently, working through the knots like it was his favourite thing to do.

“(Y/N), I want you to believe me when I say yer perfect. I don’ care if ya think Mimi is the prettiest person in the world, I believe in my gut that that title falls to you. Yer everything I could ever ask for and always will be.” He proclaimed softly, kissing your hair and leaving his lips there for a few moments.

“Dar…” You whispered, crying into his chest as he finally got to you. Soaking up every emotion he expressed to you, the words sinking into your brain.

“It’s okay, I got ya.. ‘m righ’ here…” He whispered, shushing you gently while rocking you. Daryl kissed the top of your head, continuing to shush you. He’d never seen you this broken before and it killed him, he hoped he would never have to see you like this again, he only wanted to see joy emitting from you from now on. “I know ‘m not the best comforter but ‘m here, and ‘m not leavin’.”

“I’m sorry…” Your voice cracked, sounding fragile as you hid your face in his chest. He sighed, shaking his head and placing his chin on your head.

Daryl thought about how hard you were being on yourself, and how sad he was to witness this happen. “There’s no need to be sorry. Ya don’ have to put yerself down, or compare yourself to anyone. You’re you, (Y/N). I love you and that’s all that matters to me.” His tone was affectionate, coming straight from his heart. He wanted nothing more than for you to feel safe and loved.

You cried again, still doubting yourself in the back of your mind as he kissed your forehead.

“Ya know yer more than enough for me, I love you and nothing is gonna change that. There’s no one in this world that comes anywhere close to how amazing ya are.” His voice was firm, taking your hands in his and intertwining your fingers with his, “yer just perfect. Perfect.” If he could he would move mountains to make you believe him. You were his entire world, his entire will to live and he wanted you to know that.

Your entire body shuddered while you placed your head on the pillow beneath you, breathing shakily with tears in your eyes as you looked up at him. He placed a hand on your cheek, caressing your cheek with his thumb as he opened his mouth to speak again,

“Tell me the truth. Have I ever given you a reason to doubt that I love ya? Have I made it seem like this relationship meant nothing to me?” His voice was shaky, hoping he didn’t cause all this.

“Have I ever made you feel unloved?” His voice cracked slightly, eyes watering and his heart aching when he looked down at you. He wanted to fix this, he wanted to make you feel better again. He ran his fingers through your hair again, hoping to soothe you into feeling happier. The last thing he wanted was for you to cry again.

You thought about his questions for a moment. Thinking back to all those times you met up with him while Mimi was present. You never noticed how his eyes lit up when he saw you, how he smiled more with you around, and how he could be more open with you around. He was never looking at Mimi, in fact when they were alone all he could think of was you. He never cared for her like that, all he could do was notice you when you were around. He noticed the way you tucked your hair behind your ear when it got in your face, he noticed the way you bit your finger whenever you got frustrated, he noticed the way your eyes twinkled when you watched him from afar. When Mimi walked by everyone's head turned to watch her, not Daryl's. No his head turned to watch you. Your smile was the best thing he saw, not hers. His heart swelled with love at the sight of your smile, wanting to do his best to preserve it. The best part of his day was coming home to you, not being with Mimi. Even in the past whenever other people would try and flirt with him, he would only look for you. He did everything for you, caring for you, providing for you, loving you.

He always had his eye on you, even when you thought Mimi was perfect. It was always you, it’s always been you. You were too caught up in watching Mimi that you never noticed him and the way he looked at you. He saw you.

He placed his hand on the small of your back, gliding it up gently to your chin and tilting your face up at him. Your silence tore at his heart in ways he never knew it could. He just wanted you to feel loved by him and the silence scared him, thinking it confirmed his worst fears.

“Have I ever made you feel loved..?” His voice quivered, hoping that wasn’t the case. His eyes were wet and desperate.

“Of course you did… I just.” You looked down again, your voice betraying you in the moment. Silently crying.

“There has never been a time where I doubted this relationship. You love me and I love you, there is no one I’d rather be with. My relationship with ya is like my lifeline and it would kill me to fuck this up, I hope ya know yer my world and ya always will be.” Daryl’s eyes were sad and his voice was choked up. He grabbed your waist to bring you closer, placing a soft kiss on your lips.

“Yer the love of my life. I want you and only you. I could never love anyone else,” he sighed shakily as he pulled you into his chest. His tone was full of love and so soft and sweet, he wanted you to know he wasn’t mad. He just wanted you to know you meant the world to him.

You choked up again, wrapping your arms around his neck and softly sobbing into him. He immediately reciprocated the hug, the warmness of your body bringing comfort to him. He could only hope his did the same for you. What could I have done to hurt them like this? He wondered hopelessly.

“Baby,” he caressed your hair, planting a sweet kiss on your cheek. “I love ya, I love you so much hun. You’ll always be the love of my life, in every universe I’ll be there for ya.” His anxiety flared up when you pulled back again, looking into his eyes.

“Let me look at you when you say that,” you whispered softly.

He smiled, his voice as gentle as it could be. Filled with love, with affection and with everything else that she taught him in these last few months. You really did mean everything to him and he needed you to know that, every word he said and thought was true.

”I love you,” he whispered. “You make me feel loved, like no one else… and y’know every time I see ya, my heart jumps out of my chest and I have to mentally prepare myself in case ya can hear my heart beating too loud.” He chuckled quietly, placing a kiss on your nose. “I love you, (Y/N). Always.”

You smiled softly, closing your eyes and pressing your lips against his in a tender kiss. Daryl was filled with joy, the sweetest tooth-rotting kind. Your lips meeting his in a long tender kiss, feeling his heart and soul stir as his arms wrapped around you tight. He pulled you closer, deepening the kiss and running his fingers through your hair comfortingly.

Once you pulled away you chuckled under your breath, sniffling before nestling your face into the crook of his neck. Your soft breathing tickling his skin, “I’m sorry.”

He sighed contently and pulled you closer in a tight, warm embrace. You could feel him shake his head, kissing your forehead gently, not saying another word. That kiss told you everything you needed to know, even without words. He never wanted you to doubt his love for you, ever. He would spend his whole life trying to convince you if he had to. He always wanted you to be certain that you were the only one for him. Because that’s how he truly felt. You were his entire world.

He held you the entire night, in his arms. Whispering sweet nothing into your ear as he caressed your hair, coaxing you to sleep. Occasionally kissing your head. His touch was tender, gentle, and loving. He wanted to make you feel safe and most importantly, loved. You were the most special person to him. He slowly rocked you in his arms, humming softly until you finally drifted off to sleep, he wanted to be the only one to comfort you.

He loved you with all his heart and he would do absolutely anything for you.

[t3ag3rs]

g e n s o. - 1 5

its a short one yall

you watch him eat quietly before speaking out, 

"so uh.. what time did you end the call yesterday night?" you fiddle with your earring, "when i woke up it said the call only lasted for an hour so.." you trail off glancing at him.

he swallows thickly, "it was nothing-"

you purse your lips, "your lying.." you look at him. "theres something your not saying.."

"fuck off genso. you dont need to know everything" he spat continuing to eat his food.

you widen your eyes, "w-well.. im sorry but- i want to know because out of everyone you chose to call me and actually get along with me yesterday, but for some damn reason today you wanna act like an ass and ignore me!" you exclaim. 

"you did this to me before we even came to UA..! you- you made me promise you to make it to UA so we could be friends again and you just-" you tear up frustrated.

he glances at you quietly before placing his plate down. "dont cry- dammit.." you grunts, running a hand through his untamed hair.

you wipe your tears before they fall, "im not-" you say defensively as you glance the other way.

"genso i-" he starts, "look i didnt go to school today because i was up all night thinking of something- or well someone.." he explains, avoiding eye contact with you.

you widen your eyes, "oh."

should you be feeling... hurt? why did it sting when he said he was thinking of someone? was this normal?

"who..?" you ask, your throat suddenly becoming dry.

he glances up at you before turning back down to his food. "i-" he croaks.

"i dont think she deserves to have someone like me.." he responds. you swear you see his eyes tear up, but dont question it.

"oh kats- bakugou-" you start.

"call me katsuki, not bakugou. weve known each other far too long for you to call me my surname." he mumbles.

"well what happened to that after i finished middle school" you mumble a bit harshly. you turn away from him lowly.

"genso. i didnt want distractions- i had to make it in for u-" he stops abruptly as he admits it.

you widen you eyes and snap your head to him. "for me..?" you ask softly. he grumbles nodding slightly, "oh.. well- even if you meant no harm, you couldve said something you know? it really sucked if im being honest..." you admit rubbing your arm.

"i know.. i kinda fucked up the execution.." he chuckles.

you nod, "yea.." you say agreeing with a small smile, "but uh- ill call you katsuki i guess.. i can understand why you did it.. i kinda got into UA for our promise too.." you admit quietly.

he cant help but smirk slightly, "oh?" 

you smack his arm, "hush- now tell me who the girl is" u say with a tiny smile.

he curses lowly staring at the food before placing it down and turning to you. you adjust to face him too.

"oh for fucks sake.." he pauses, "genso- no- y/n... i-" he tears up.

you widen your eyes. he called you by your actual name.

"y/n.. i dont know how to tell you this- and this may come off as forward or quick but, i fucking cant stop thinking about you." he says blinking his eyes causing tears to roll down.

"i dont know what to do anymore because it physically hurts me to think of you a-and- im scared you hate me. i feel like you deserve someone so much better then me-" he sobs slightly.

your heart lurches at the sight and suddenly you wrap your arms around his shoulders, bringing him close to your chest. "dont." you say softly, cutting him off. 

his body shakes against yours as he buries his face in your neck. you rub his back softly, "katsuki.. weve been friends since we were in kindergarten.. yes, we have had our rough patches, but who doesnt?" 

you pause bringing his face up and wiping his tears, "i dont hate you, if anything i like you so much it frustrates me." you admit.

he looks up at you, "really..?" 

you nod, "really. how can i hate my best friend..?" you ask softly with a small smile.

he grabs your hands that are on his face and bring them down to press a soft kiss on the palm of your hand. "promise?" he mumbles into your hand.

you chuckle,

"promise katsuki.."

previous parts: pt. 0 0 / pt. 0 1 / pt. 02 / pt. 03 / pt. 04 / pt. 05 / pt. 06 / pt. 07 / pt. 08 / pt. 09 / pt. 10 / pt. 11 / pt. 12 / pt. 13 / pt. 14 next part: your all caught up for now!

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[mitsuristoleme]

“If you promise to carry me to the bathroom, I’ll get up.” + gojo mayhaps? 🥺 also congrats on 100 followers!!!

a/n: ANJABKAN i love this prompt!!!! i dunno if you wanted reader to say that or gojo but well. gojo says it in this. thank you 😭💖

changing my usual pink and green text to blue to match gojo bc i love him

cw: husband! gojo. gn!reader (i actually proofread to make sure i didnt accidentally use gendered stuff anywhere im sorry about the sukuna fic). swearing (exacly 3 usages of fuck). nsfw??? mild reference to sex. eepy 'toru (i love him sm). FLUFF FLUFF FLUFF.

kay's 100 follower milstone event

You wake up, sunlight hitting you in the face. You look at the clock. Fucking 7AM.

Clearly the snow haired menace asleep next to you forgot to close the curtains like he promised he would after your less than decent activities last night. As mad as you want to be at him, the way he presses against you, face tucked into the nape of you neck, makes him look so adorable that your annoyance evaporates into thin air.

He stirs in his sleep and his arm tightens around you to pull you closer into him. His face scrunches up a little and you pull him closer into your chest, shielding him from the light, gently carding your fingers through his hair to soothe him back to sleep. He relaxes into you almost immediately, his soft snores filling the room.

You feel so in love you could die.

Continuing to run your fingers through his hair, you’re hyper aware of every twitch of his muscles and his face. He looks so peaceful and beautiful, you find yourself wanting to protect him from every little thing causing that little crease between his brows when he’s stressed. If you ever expressed this to him, he would laugh at you, proclaiming, im the strongest there’s nothing i need protection from.

The silence is interrupted by your phone ringing. You scramble for it in an attempt to silence it before it wake Satoru. What you forget to consider is that you flailiing would also wake him.

He looks at you, bleary- eyed and disgruntled as you shoot him an apologetic glance pulling him into you as you pick up Haibara’s call.

“Haibara, you better have a good excuse to be calling me at 7 in the fucking morning,” is the first thing you say.

“Sorry [name]!! Just wanted to confirm if you and Gojo-san are still coming for breakfast at 10!”

“I almost forgot about that,” you laugh. “We’ll definitely be there. But i do have to comfort a very grumpy Satoru now, so thanks for that,” you were already dreading the whining.

Surprisingly enough, Satoru doesn’t whine. He’s just settled comfortably on your stomach.

He pouts up at you. “I’m not grumpy,” he mumbles and presses a kiss just below your sternum.

You card your fingers through his hair shifting so you can kiss his forehead. “I love you,” is all you say in response. He hums and buries his face into your neck, easier now that you’ve shifted to sit on the bed. “I love you too.”

You wrap your arms around him, caressing his back. “You wanna get up and get ready? Haibara called to ask if we’re coming to breakfast and I have like 40 texts from Suguru asking me to wake you up on time.”

Satoru raises his head from the crook of your neck, his lips curling into a mischievous smile. dear god

“If you promise to carry me to the bathroom, I’ll get up,” he says.

You stare at the man who towers over you and wonder how you could ever carry him anywhere. But you wouldn’t be Gojo Satoru’s spouse if you didn’t share at least some of his penchant for mischief.

Channelling cursed energy into your limbs, you grab Satoru and lift him up bridal style.

“WHA- WHY WHA- WHAT THE FUCK?!?!?” Satoru sputters, all signs of sleep gone, replaced by pure shock and fear.

You easily carry him to the bathroom, helped by the extra strength from the cursed energy you were channelling, and deposit him on the counter next to the sink.

“Get ready, you doofus.”

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[gemini-sensei]

i hope you're having a better day today! 🫶🏽

just kind of sitting here wondering about miguel and shy, nerdy larusso reader 😭 Very much in my head about miguel being head over heels for sam, until reader shows up (was out sick or something lol) and she's fully friends with all the nerds & miguel's like "why didnt you guys tell me about her?" and dem & eli are just like "idk 🤷🏻‍♂️ shes one of us?"

Maybe she's self conscious because she's bigger than her sister and has always felt like the second choice ?? Idk today is just a soft miguel kind of day for me lol would love to hear your thoughts if you have any!

- 🌼

"why didn't you tell me about her?" is such a mood tho.

Miguel comes to school, sees Sam and is kind of crushing. But the next day, Reader joins him, Eli, and Demetri at their table like "hey guys, sorry I was out. No one bothered you, did they?" and Miguel is absolutely lovestruck. She looks at Miguel and he's just staring until she waves at him with a cute smile.

"Hi."

"Hey."

They all talk about nerdy things like video games and comics, and the guys inform Reader on what she missed, which wasn't much. It's a fun time. It's great.

When she gets up to get another drink, Miguel looks at his new friends and is like "guys wtf!" and all Demetri has to say for himself is "Well, you were gonna meet her eventually, I didn't think telling you about her was all that important."

"Yeah, but she's totally hot and likes the same stuff as us, and you didn't think that was important?" Miguel asks.

Their conversation about it is cut short by Reader coming back and resuming the previous conversation. Miguel thinks that she's so cool.

Meanwhile, Reader isn't totally in love with herself. She constantly feels compared to her sister, especially as school. Sam is pretty and popular and has a lot of pretty and popular friends. She and Sam are so different body-wise as well that it's no wonder she gets so much more attention from guys. Reader would actually think Miguel is into Sam for a while, so she'd only look at him as a friend because she doesn't want to get hurt.

However, her feelings are uncontrollable. She falls for Miguel more and more with each passing day and they bond over karate. She doesn't tell him that her dad hates Cobra Kai or that Johnny is her dad's high school bully because she thinks that has nothing to do with their friendship. They will do karate in their free time, though, and that brings them closer together. They do other stuff together, too, like studying, playing video games, going to the movies; normal friend things., but she can't help but wish they were more.

Her insecurities around her body get revealed when they're watching a movie together and she accidentally lets it slip that she wishes she could look like the pretty actress on screen. Miguel is shocked by the admission and Reader becomes embarrassed. "You're beautiful just the way you are," he tells her and she shakes her head, mentioning how the pretty version of her is Sam. Then she excuses herself to refill their popcorn and Miguel is left to think about what she said. Oh how he wishes she saw herself the way he sees her.

Because he thinks she's so beautiful, inside and out, because her smile is shining and her laughter is angelic. She's smart and kind and sweet and nerdy in the best way possible. And she can do karate! What more could he ever want in a girl? So what if she's got some extra meat on her bones? he doesn't care about that. in fact, he'd say that's something he loves about her because no matter what body she's in, she's amazing. And he might wanna cuddle up and hold all of her close and give her extra fat a squeeze or two.

All he has to do it tell her he likes her and ask her out... but how?

[secretlilsis]

She stood in front of him in the middle of the flower field, eyes wide open, smile on her lips. Her skin shining through her white dress, even more now, that it had rained a little bit and it was sticking to her skin - her nipples shining through, since she hadnt decided to wear a bra today. Her long shiny hair framing her face nicely. He looked her up and down with desire that seemed to shred his heart to pieces. And he knew he could not have her. His beautiful little sister. Looking at him so trustingly and innocently, seemingly unaware of her charmes and effect she had on him. She bowed down to pick up some flowers, "Let me make you a flower crown, big brother!" She said flashing him the brightest smile. They both sat down on the picnic blanket they had brought, hurling together closely, shoulder on shoulder. And her busy fingers made the flower crown to put on his head. When she was done she looked so proud. He knew she loved making flower crowns, now that she was an adult it was no different than when she was a child. "Youre like... a pretty prince or something now." She laughed, and he loved her laugh. He wanted to kiss her. Pull her close. Be gentle to her. Bestow all his feelings of love and obsession onto her. "Big brother.." She whispered. "Youre looking at me like that again. You know.. I might be oblivious sometimes but even I understand that sort of stare." He gulped. His throat felt like it was filled with bile. It felt like the world around him started to shiver, because he got nervous. "What..? I know you think im pretty in that way." She whispered, leaning in closely to him.. putting a finger to his lips as if to shush him "If anyone deserves to have me it probably is you, big brother. If I wasnt scared of the consequences id have let you have me a long time ago, you know..?" She fixated on his lips, like she knew the feeling he was constantly feeling around her all to well himself. She must have been quite good at hiding her feelings. He hadnt seen it coming. Maybe she was a better liar than he gave her credit for. "Big brother.." She whispered. "..I dont wanna continue to grow up, we are both adult now. One day youll get married to some lovely girl, and ill stay behind cuz I dont want anyone but you.." "I dont want anyone but you either." He quickly reassured her. "If neither of us never crosses that line we should be fine.. right? But its getting harder and harder not to for me.." She admitted, looking almost guilty and caught.

He wanted to take her right then and there, hear no further word, only feel her. Feel her soft skin. Hear her soft laughter. Find out what her moans sounded like. What her pussy looked and smelled like. Cup her breasts in his hands for the first time. But he didnt. He just looked at her, to afraid to do anything.

"... We should go back." She sighed, almost looking dissapointed. "I guess both of us are to reasonable to do it, mh?" She got up and started to walk away, expecting him to follow. And he did. He took of his jacket it and made her wear it "... Your dress is see-through.." He commented, looking away nervously. She grinned, "I know. I teased you on purpose, you know? Im not as innocent as you think."

As they walked home, both of them only felt the pressure to act on their feelings rise.

[emerxshiu]

FORGOTTEN LAND'S SECOND ANNIVERSARY :3

I AM SOOOO BACK

I started this drawing yesterday around afternoon and finished it just a few minutes earlier.

I went with a messier type of drawing instead of more clean like the elfilin one from yesterday, i find it fun doing it like this, mostly cause i dont have to worry about making it perfectly so i dont get as frustrated as normal. Id place this one as my second best digital drawing. im pretty sure i havent posted what i consider my best digital drawing here, tho i do have it in instagram, i might post it here one day, tho these two are way too tied up, i love how this came out, its not exactly like how i imagined it but its really close to it, and also itd say that since i dont tend to play around lighting that much, this was such a joy to draw and i cant help but stare at it a lot, at least until i start hating it because i made quite a lot of errors. i also changed my elfilis gijinka just a tad bit from last time, but its not that big of a difference, mostly.

ofc i had to draw elfilis for forgotten land's anniversary, i tend to deny it in my head but yeah they're my fave of the kirby characters even tho i hate them a bit. I wanted to draw some more doodles, like, elfilis eating cake, kirby car, a bunch of other stuff (not elfilin cuz i already drew him yesterday) but when i tried i couldnt draw anything more, guess this drawing burned me out a lot, huh?

you can definitly tell i spent all the efforts on him cuz if you look a bit closer to the bottom part you'll see its almost barely detailed, but i mean, they're the focus so make sense i guess for me not add that much detail there. um also, maybe because i dunno i had OVER 130 LAYERS jeez no wonder firealpaca was slowing down so much, i need to manage my layers better next time, tho i did do something i keep forgetting, wich is naming them (most of them at least) that was a real life saver

Also, antares (fecto elfilis' spear/cadaceus), as always, was a pain to draw, but this time its probably been draw the most accurate out of every other drawing ive made with it in it, i didnt notice it was like, a little curved when it reached the blade

some close ups since his face is a bit hard to see

silly :3

fun fact! actually, this is technically a redraw, somewhere around between february and march i started a fecto elfilis drawing for the first anniversary, but i couldnt finish it in time, and i never finished it

thats...quite the improvement! (i remember being so proud of it)

also his wings are like that cuz i did not want to draw the pattern, its way too hard, i literally copy pasted it, wait, i was talking about the 2024 version but i looked at the 2023 one and i just noticed it also has the pattern copy pasted, i guess some stuff never changes since i still abuse the ctrl+c ctrl+v to this day

Also i ended up making a huge error there, i was planing to add the phantom spears from orbital pulsar (the attack he does first when you battle them at lab discovera) but theres an innacuracy, when they do the attack, they always close their eyes, i had actually sketched him (well i mean both these drawings are basically the first sketch (2023) or second sketch(2024) with some color, shadows and lighting. i didnt do lineart in the 2024 one cuz i wanted to be a bit like the og i made (too bad i sketched that one with black since the og was sketched with white due to me drawing the bg first)) with his eyes closed but them decided to make them open for a reason i cant remember, maybe i thought itd look nicer? idk

ive had the idea of redrawing this for quite some month now so it was kinda already planned

background cuz i think it came out really pretty

doesnt have the little stars since without elfilis and the structures it looks fucked up. the actual sky in game is more blue, but the clouds have some orange, in the 2023 ver. i made the sky orange, and in the 2024 ver i wanted it more accurate, but i didnt wanna loose the orange sky, so i did a gradient. pretty...

also here's a screenshot i took when i was like halfway trough it, its barely noticeable but i changed his mouth in the final drawing

I really love katfl, like a buncha whole lot, its basically almost my first mainline kirby game. 100% the demo, finished the game in almost one day, i literally play it monthly, like, every month i put the card in my switch, start it up, get morpho sword, and go shred elfilis in lab discovera. i would probably not even be here on tumblr and the kirby fandom if it werent for it. and i love it so much i genuinly cannot express how much i like it and treasure it with words or anything

Thank you for reading my unnecesarily long rambles lol

I hope i'll post tomorrow and dont forget like usual

Jambuhbye!

[core4writes]

Hiii... can you maybe write a story were y/n is very reckless and always get herself in danger and colby have enough of that and like fuck her roughly cause he is frustrated with her then later break down and admit his fear of losing her ..... idk if you are writing though and if you are comfortable with the whole thing.... feel free to ignore it if you don't!

Either way thank you!❤️

i will be glad to do it! i have never written smut before so i think ill just skip that part till i get better at it.

Reckless

warning: sad ig, mentions of drug substance, mentions of alcohol

stuff in bold are flashbacks

pairing: Colby Brock x reader fem pronouns



y/n pov:

this past week all i have been doing is going to party to party with kat and stas, and everyday i am greeted with a hangover. i wake up in bed today with a deadly headache, the sun shining in my face. i pull the blankets hoping to decrease the aggravating pain in my head, the blankets were ripped off of me. "No more." i heard colby voice and open my eye slightly.

"what do you mean no more?" with confusion i sit up, colby is still staring at me with anger. i can just tell when he is angry, he breathes  more heavy. "No more partying, i have had enough." i look at him with a sly smile "what did i do this time? oh wait did i throw up on you again? sorry if i did." i laugh it off.

"im serious y/n. do you remember nothing that happened last night?" he points at me "you could have died."

flashback 

me, stas, kat, sam and colby were at the las Vegas bar called 'XS Nightclub' the hot spot for partying. i down my 9th shot of vodka with kat and stas and we went out into the dance floor, sam and colby stay at the bar watching us.

third person pov:

colby leaned over to sam "do you see a change in y/n?" sam wanted to say no i mean y/n is one of his close friends she will never change, but he didnt want to lie to his best friend. "yeah dude, but if she is happy-" sam was cut off by colby "y/n didnt even like alcohol but now look at her, downing it like its nothing." colby sighs

sam and colby looks at y/n on the dance floor, y/n swings her hips to the music. someone tapped her on her shoulder, "excuse me, where are the bathrooms?"

y/n can not hear over the loud music "what? oh, its over there let me show you." y/n pointed to the entrance "okay." the tall girl says and then they just disappear.

colby thinks nothing of it because he trust his girlfriend, "man, i need another shot."

hours go by and stas and kat come back to sam and colby, "guys, we cant find y/n." colby looked at kat and stas with eyes wide open and his face went pale. "wait, what do you mean you cant find her she was just with you." stas looked at colby, "yeah but she went to show some girl the bathroom and never came back."

sam, colby, kat and stas looked everywhere for y/n. they didnt find her till they saw her outside the club walking down the street. "y/n, where are you going." colby runs up to y/n, "im going to the gas station im hungry." she said whiny.

"we are going home." colby says

end flashback

y/n pov:

"oh... im sorry." my voice quieted down

"sorry? your sorry? you could have gotten hurt, like kidnapped or hit by a bus." colby voice yelled.

"well im here now so." i said

"im scared of you leaving me okay? you change into this party animal and im scared of just losing you, the old you. And you don't talk to me about your problems anymore you're just so reckless. I need you,I need you to be here with me physically and mentally." colbys voice cracked.

The silence was heavy for minutes.

"I didn't know you felt like that. "Should've told me about that sooner I would understand." I say.

Colby crawls on the bed next to me, sobbing."I just don't wanna lose you." colby cries into my chest. "i know baby i know."

"i love you."

it was a little bit rushed at the end, my first writing piece ever hope I didn't do bad.💕

[aroseformyself]

hi dear~ so ya khow i just found you with pure luck and i fell in love if find some free time could you write yandere mafia tweels pleas / maby part two for rent with a little nsfw aaaaw both of them together! >///< i wish you a nice day or night .

a/n: i actually didnt know whether or not if i should continue the rent writing, but you asked so…

Rent.

PART 2

Summary: getting thrown out of your apartment for late bills while in LA, possibly the best place people come to get laid, isn’t what you had in mind, but a freaky twist comes into play when your “friend” Jack Howl reveals that someone has been staring at you for weeks. (yandere)

⚠️warnings: yandere, threats, mentions of violence, jealousy, drug use, NSFW, noncon, no magic, modern au, blackmail, language, possible mix of tense

reader sex not specified.

when you wake, you are still on the bed you were when you got knocked out…

abruptly, your memories come flooding in and you recall getting kidnapped. by the twins slave or agent? you don’t know all you can think about is getting out of this place.

thinking about it has made you even more confused, where exactly are you?

you remember Floyd wishing you goodnight so you have to be somewhere Jade and Floyd maybe live? or a bunker type thing?

you hope not, that would make it harder to escape. you try to get up, but as soon as you do you are hit with nausea.

you wobble for a good minute, trying to blink away the feeling when the door bursts open. the sound making you jolt, but at least the nausea is gone.

you snap your head around to see Floyd standing there looking at you with an utterly pissed expression.

but in an instant, his face fills with joy like a puppy. you have no time to get out of his way before he tackles you into a hug, his sharp teeth dangerously close to you.

he grins wide, reminding you of the chesire cat, and spins around, “shrimpy! ive missed you so much!”

your senses heighten when you hear the nickname. he always called you that when you were together and, now that you think about it, its awkward how hes still using it.

you decide its not worth the argument, all you wanna do is get out of here, “Floyd,” you say, making sure to get his attention, “where is my phone? i have to go.”

Floyd sets you down and pretends to think, making the iconic pose. he looked to be eyeing the door which made you a little nervous, he runs a hand through his hair and sighs. “i don’t know, shrimpy, Jade said he took it somewhere.” he shrugged.

“while we wait what have ya been up to?” Floyd sat on the bed, watching you glare at him with a smile, “i heard from jade you work at a little cafe now? well not that it matters…” he muttered the last part under his breath.

“what was that last thing?” you ask, even though you knw fully well what he had stated.

“well since you live here now it doesnt matter, you boss knows you got no where to stay, so your job is toast, anyways.” Floyd said, shrugging his shoulders and looking away unbothered.

“i’m not living here Floyd!” you huff out angrily, “Jade better come back with my phone.” you utter, gritting your teeth.

“haha! shrimpy~ you don’t have another coice!” he said, laughing in between sentences, “you have no house, no job, no fam—”

“speaking of family, who is Jack Howl to you?” Floyf entire demeanor changed in an instant, he grabbed your shoulder and stood from the bed, towering over you.

“he kept calling you phone over and over.. i was starting to think i would have to deal with someone again, shrimpy~” you were terrified, the last time Floyd went to “deal” with someone who had hurt you in school, they were black and blue next time you saw them.

your eyes widened, “don’t hurt him, were just friends! and stop calling me that, we broke up!” you yell at him, trying to push him away.

Floyd’s grip on your shoulders tightened, his face turned sour, “oh? and if i killed grim, would you still think like that?” Floyd turned his head, a couple joints cracking.

you stop struggling, what is wrong with me?! i forgot about grim!

“good. shrim-py.” Floyd said, leaning in closer, but his movements stopped when you both heard a noise.

“my apologies for showing up late.” Jade entered the room shuting the door behind him and locking it with a key. “Floyd. if you scare them to much they might end up running again.”

you noted how he was carrying a plate with pancakes, eggs, and strawberries on it. and you couldn’t help but think, is that for me?

Jade ushered Floyd to let you go and told you to sit back on the bed. he forcefully semi pushed you onto the bed.

“eat up. we can’t have you dying of starvation, now can we?”

you feel numb. they were so nice, yet they kidnapped you. and now they are acting like your a couple..

well Jade did always seem interested in you. but Floyd always wanted to be alone with you.

you turn your head to the side, refusing the food placed infront of you. for all you know they could have poisoned it!

Jade took notice of this and decided it was best not to force you to eat, well at least thats what you thought.

“Y/n. i understand you do not trist us, but when was the last time you eated a proper meal?” you did not answer, Jade sighed and then got am idea, a horrible, terrible, awful idea.

Jade shot Floyd a glance Floyd shot Jade a glance.

Jade scooted you over and sat besdie you, Floyd sitting on the other side.

Jade took the fork and ate a piece of the pancakes, to which you would have backed up if mot for the headboard and Floyd. you aren’t dumb, you know what hes doing, you’ve read your fair share of wattpad.

Floyd locks his arms around you, grinning on your shoulder, “Looks like shrimpy knows whats up!”

you close your mouth tighty, but Jade still smashes his lips onto yours. when you dont open them, Floyd pinches you hard. making you let out a yelp, Jade takes the opportunity to push the pancake into you mouth, he quickly puts his hand over your face and closes your nose so you can’t breathe.

you eyes tear up, but you chew anyways. something weird happened to the pancakes because when you swallow, the pancake goes down slowly and it feels warm.

“How’d it taste, shrimpy? any poison?” you know Floyd is teasing you with the nickname.

“fine…” you mumble, taking the fork and pushing the twins away from you, you eat the pancakes and strawberries/eggs in a few minutes. ignoring the way Floyd faked falling onto the ground with a hurt cry.

you could only hope that Grim and Jack are okay.

you hear the subtle whsipers of Jade and Floyd behind you, and turn around, “what are you saying!”

“oh, nothing of your concern.” Jade assures you.

you turn back around, you need to think of a plan to get out of here but you come up emtpy. sure you could try to just run out and throw the plate and form at them, but they probably have gaurds, they’re rich! plus if they caught you then they’d just be pissed off. trying to escape at night would make sense but again the gaurds. this room has no windows and you don’t have any of you stuff so you’d have to jump even if it did. you don’t have your phone. you could try to pursuade them?

a headache kicked in out of nowhere and you suddnely found it hard to focus, “ughh..” you hold you head in your hands, your legs coming up and you find yourself sitting in fatal position.

“w-what the…” dizziness has kicked in, and your body started feelign warm, a little too warm.

you cma hear the twins laughing quietly, “so naive…” Jade starts, “you ate one bite and it was fine so whats the problem with taking multiple, huh?” he said, condescendingly.

tears clouded your vision it was to hot amd though you could barely think, you noticed how it was especially hot in your nether region.

“wha- what did—” a ringing sound buzze din your ears.

”oho! whaddya know! its Jackie! go on and answer it, Y/n!” Floyd announced, handing over your phone.

but i can barely say anything.. you think, your mind still hazy.

you clicked on the phone after missing a couple times, finally answering the call, “H-helloo?” you voiced as best you could, but your voice came out slurred. or as if you were drunk.

“Y/n?! are you okay? i called multiple times amd you didnt answer!”

“Ye-ahh~” you reply, but your response is cut short by Floyd’s hand going down your pants.

he strokes your bits, running his hand up and down and up and down.

you move your phone away form your mouth so you can tell him to knock it off, but it just comes out as little mewls.

Jade comes up behind you to and starts whispering sweet nothings in your ear while rubbing your back, as if wanting to put you to sleep.

“Y/n?” Jack calls form the other side, trying to figure out what is wrong with you, “are you good?”

“Yeah-..Yep! sorry for not—answering!” you speak quickly wanting the call the be over.

“alright, are you still coming over?”

Floyd starts circling your hole with one finger, dipping in the slender and cold finger, making you shiver, but it also feels oddly calming.

after a while of Floyd fingering you he added another finger making you bite your bottom lip. Floyd nips at your neck, biting down hard, “yes! er.. yes.”

“maybe hanging up on him would be a good idea, unless you want him to hear you screaming.” Jade nips at your ear.

Floyd pace quickly sped up, his fingers moving in and out at a rapid pace, “ngh!~” you came, and you feel oddly relaxed, you lean back on Jade, who rubs your thigh and kisses your shoulder, mumbling about how you did good.

“i ha-ve to go..” and with that you hung up on Jack. feeling awkward as ever since your oretty sure he heard you moan.

Floyd grins wide when he finds the sticky white liquid in your pants, “shrimpy!” he says cheekly, bringing his hand up to his mouth and licking your cum off his hand, “salty! wanna taste?” you weakly shake your head.

but Floyd doesn’t take no for an answer, Floyd leaned down towards your face, and Jade held you still so you couldnt move.

“Floyd!” Floyd pressed his lips angainst your rather harshly, biting your lip the same way and forcing you to taste your essence.

it does taste salty.

you begin to push on Floyds shoulders, it was getting a little hard to breathe, the tears you’d been holding back fell as Floyd didn’t let you go.

but eventually Jade flicked Floyd’s forehead, “Floyd, they were suffocating.”

Jade wipes your tears and turns you around, slowly undressing you before their very eyes. first your shirt, and taking off your clothes actually somewhat helped the burning heat in your lower stomach.

maybe its for the best, and if i wake up earlier than them maybe i can take the key and escape! you now had a plan formed in your head.

your clothes are off and Jade hurts! your being streched, and he’s not moving either he and Floyd are just talking like your aren’t even there.

you feel another orgasm coming your bits are sore, you’ve came a total of three times tonight, once on Floyd’s fingers and already once with Jade, and another is coming.

Jade rolls his hips ever so gently, watching as you hide your face in his neck and come, “aww! shrimpy’s still sensitive from coming, eh?” Floyd states, poking your back.

“i wonder what you’ll be like when you take both of us.” Floyd grins evilly as you jolt.

you didn’t know how long it went on. but Jade and Floyd had you fucked out by the end. you peacefully slept, curling up with one of the jackets around you, your not sure which.

you don’t know how long it’s been but you need to leave quick. you sit up after peeling yourselves form the twins grip, scooting off the bed and onto the floor, where their clothes sat, you checked Jade’s pockets for the key, silently celebrating once you found it.

you stood on wobbly legs, stumbling over to the door and feel a liquid running down your thighs, you hug them together. you couldn’t find your underwear but you did find your pants, and hoodie. you swiftly put them on and unlocked the door.

but as you reached for the doorknob someones hand already had found it.

“although you look cute all messy, i can’t stop myself from getting mad at you for leaving us like we were a one night stand, shrimpy.” Floyd said, his other hand hitting the door next to your head.

“Trust us when we tell you.” they said in sync, “you aren’t leaving again.”

holy shit that took me an hour to write 😪

i profusely apologize to jack again

[future-dregs]

Ep. 1 & 2 Bullet Points

I was gonna post my thoughts about the episodes in real time, but then I got caught up in it and didn't do that. So now, I'm summarizing.

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Sam had houseplants in his windowsill.

Can't decide if Dean was pacing around and making noise to test Sam/give him a heads up and see how he'd react, or if that was just him being a kinda inexperienced kid.

I like that Sam was fighting with his whole body. Like, he brought his feet and legs into it. Comes across more genuine that just punching. (Also his little end of spar pat on Dean's arm? Mwah. Falling back into the rhythms already.)

Sam kept his hand scythe. In the house. Didnt leave it as far behind you claimed baby. Because as Dean said, you know what's out there.

That's two "Sammy"s, an arm across the back of the diner booth and an in unison talking moment in close succession. Dean's playing for keeps.

John fucking Winchester. Freaked out by a vengeful womans spirit for real, or ninth level cat and mousing your kids?

Dean getting thrown and pressed over the hood of the car and his "squeal like a pig" comment are stacking up in my brain. Debating about if I wanna make a sexual abuse post or not.

Also, people have been saying from the day the show aired, but that is the second time Dean carried him out.

I dont want to talk much about Mary right now, theres some episodes in later seasons with her that I havent seen, so I dont feel I have enough contact to say something accurate. But I will say this- she knew better, and she should've done better, cause it ALL comes back to her and what she did and didnt do. She doomed her family, and everyone who touched them.

I think Dean was circling around to try again. In hindsight we know he was hanging out for hours before coming in (and oh how bitter bitter it is to see him young and "careless" like that, and have to amend it knowing how very very frightened he actually was) so I think it stands to reason that Dean would skulk around a little longer afterward as well.

Episode 2!

First off, really like that Sam's dream, though still with that beautiful early season low saturation, has more color, and brighter colors (pink in the bouquet, red candles, ect) than the real world does.

Also very funny to see Dean being the one who wants to open up and talk about feelings, and dealing with loss in a healthy way.

Also Dean offering the car to Sam for comfort because that's how Dean feels in control and comforted is killing me.

"Lookit this friggin bear!" My love my love I'm kissing you on the face.

Y'know you never see those shell necklaces anymore? But they kinda rocked.

Also I'm not gonna get pedantic about them getting the mythos wrong (don't get used to it, I LOVE being pedantic, esp with things I actually know about), so I'm not gonna mention it again, but oh! they got the mythos wrong.

Now. I've mentioned this briefly before, but its intriguing to me that in an episode about a corrupting hunger, we see Sam start down the path of vengeance AND get horny over his brother. He's growing enamored with Dean again, and he's watching him when he interacts with other people, looking for threats. Both physical, and not.

(I have a whole separate post in the works about Sam standing bodily between the victims and the threat, but suffice to say, babydoll I love you and you chosen efforts towards goodness from the bottom of my heart.)

Back to above point. Girl of the week kisses Dean's cheek, Sam comes over, sits on that side of him, and stares at that spot on Dean's cheek until he gives him the keys.

Fly by night away from here/change my life again/fly by night goodbye my dear - they knew how to use their music for effect. Also my introduction to Rush, years ago. Thanks guys.

So I think that about covers the thoughts I thunk while watching. Next time I'll try to at least make active notes if I'm not live blogging through it.

[underlanternglow]

THE CAGED LITTLE BIRD AND THE CLOSED DOOR — ♡

a/n - something came over me, so here’s some yandere iori nonsense. no one requested this but if i didnt write it i was going to explode. we’ll be back to our regularly scheduled programming soon

iori suiseki

“hm…”

a disapproving hum rings out behind you, making you freeze in place. the door was slightly open, and you were so, so close, somehow managing to convince yourself that with the mostly empty house, you’d be able to leave, at least for a little while. you should have known better, really, since he always seems to know what you’re up to.

your heart races in your chest as he slowly walks forward. you can’t seem to look behind you, but you know exactly what kind of face he’s making. your hand slightly falls off of the door now that there’s less than an inch of space between you two. his left hand pushes the door shut with a click while his right snakes its way around your chest, landing on your shoulder. he holds you close, and you wonder if his strong arm can feel how hard your heart is beating.

“you wanna leave?” he asks you this simple question in a seemingly innocent tone. you don’t know how to answer. it’s been a long time since you’ve seen anyone, but it isn’t all that bad – you enjoy all of the time you spend with the rest of AKYR. playing games with the younger ones, laughing alongside everyone, listening to them bicker against zen’s request, having intimate moments with iori… you do consider them family, just as much as they do with you. could you leave that? did you even want to leave that?

“…you sure, __?” his voice drops low near your ear as his hand tightens around your shoulder. it’s nearly a threat. he’s holding you as close as he possibly can, something he’s always loved doing. you had initially thought he was someone unreachable, someone you’d always look at from behind, until your relationship deepened. maybe he was just holding himself back, but he fell as hard as he could. soon enough, you were always by his side, and he made sure of it. you talked to others less and less, especially your friends and family. surely they were worried about you, but that didn’t matter anymore. you were attached to his hip anyway, so the natural next step would be for you to move in. you didn’t leave, at least not without him.

“ah, well…” you needed to say something. he was waiting.

“no, i just… wanted fresh air.” you gave him a half-hearted response. it wasn’t a total lie. sure you could leave, but how far you could get was another question. he would move heaven and earth to keep you by his side, and would stack as many bodies as possible if it meant you would never leave him.

“did you forget where the garden was or something?” he chuckles and loosens his grip a little. he backs away slightly and turns you around, forcing you to look at him, keeping his hands on your shoulders. he’s smiling, but his stare is intense. you breathe deeply, and give him a small smile.

“no, i didn’t. i’ll go there.” you wait a moment, and add in an apology to hopefully lighten the mood.

“…sorry.” he grins wider at it, his eyes crinkling.

“good, good~!” he laughs again while patting your head. once he stops, his hand moves to your cheek, gently rubbing it with his thumb. he looks you in the eyes. you better not even think about going near this door again. he leans in and gives you a sweet kiss on the lips, an action totally opposite to his current mood. your face heats up at his sudden affection.

“you’re really cute, you know?” he smiles again as he stares, almost lovingly, at your flustered face.

“…even when you don’t listen.” he adds that part in quietly, his expression darkening for a brief moment. his moods would change as quickly as they came.

“c’mon then!” he backs away and grabs your wrist, looking happy again. you can’t tell what he’s feeling. is he mad at you? will he hopefully forget about it?

“let’s go upstairs.” you got your answer as he starts to drag you away.

it seems like he was determined to convince you to want to stay, one way or another.

[litaeque]

HIHI! I'm new to ur blog and i immediately LOVE YOUR WRITING

Also, if u don't mind, can u do tsukasa x fem reader who having a strict parent? (If it's not possible, u can do gn reader)

Like reader sometimes feels anxious when she talked about her parents or someone mentioned her parents. And tsukasa didn't know about reader's parent until she told him about it or he heard from someone else

I'm sorry if it's too confusing and I hope u have a great day^^

hello!! TYSMM ❤️❤️ also yes i don't mind at all! enjoy have a great day anon! AND I DIDNT INTENTIONALLY MADE IT ANGST BUT THIS REQUEST GIVES ME SO MUCH ANGST VIBES

STILL INLOVE WITH YOU

character/s: tsukasa tenma x fem!reader

cw: angst, controlling parents, gaslighting (parents), tsukasa is like ooc here idk 😭

when you and tsukasa started dating it was nice you two often go out a lot!

but that was until you're parents saw that you often go out more than before

when they asked you questions why you were going out so much this days, you knew better so you didn't even tried to lie because even if you did you'll be grounded for the rest of your life..

once you've told them that you got yourself a boyfriend, they didn't even flinch one bit.. did they already knew? well looks like they do from the way you looked at you ...

" i knew it. [name], i respect that you have a lover now but whoever he is im not trusting him. "

your father just gave you a disappointing look and looked at your mother

" you won't get out of this house for one week, if that boyfriend of yours is acceptable then we'll think about it but dont expect too much from us. "

" and you better break up with that boyfriend of yours. " your father and mother looked at you with tint of frustration and disgust

you only nodded and told your parents that you'll go to your room, they both nodded and bid you goodnight.

your not even surprised just but why are you tearing up right now?

as you closed your door you heard your phone play a nofication

when you saw tsukasa's contact name you thinked about maybe telling him now about your parents..

My Star 🌟

> Good evening my star! how are you??

> [name] pls answer or atleast seen me :(((

> [NAME] [NAME] [NAME] PLS ANSWER ME YOU CANT IGNORE YOUR WORLD FUTURE STAR!!! ☹️

you slightly giggled at how he gets easily tempered

My Lovely Starlight 💫

> hi tsukasa sorry for not responding to you i was having a talk

you stared at your phone getting a little nervous were you actually gonna tell him about your parents now..?

you take a deep breath and decided to finally tell him about you're parents, you can't make up excuses on why you won't able to go out.. he's probably going to find out sooner or later.

> hey tsukasa do you mind talking with you right now? it's alright if you don't want to

> that'll be nice! also on a call or meeting up on the park?

> on a call please :), i just wanna tell you something

were you really gonna do this?.. oh well.

you press your finger to the call icon, you took a heavy breath as tsukasa quickly picked up the call

" my star! how are you and what was it that you wanted to talk about? "

ah shit. right.

" well um you wanted to know my parents right? " you silently hoped that you're voice didn't stuttered or something you don't wanna deal with that for now.

" yes indeed! but my star are you alright? you seem like your voice is flinching... "

fuck.

" it's nothing to be worried about tsukasa. oh- uhm-.. " you felt your eyes pour out water again, why now?

" love.. did something happened about that talk you mentioned about. " he questioned but his tone sounded a bit firm

you knew that you can't lie to your boyfriend especially when he ask a question like this.

" oh.. why didn't you told me this sooner? you know i hate seeing you feel like this... "

" i just don't like talking about my parents much but i knew that i have to tell it to you sooner or later.. and.... "

your sure that he wants to give you comfort and affection right now but you both are on a call so it's impossible for him to do that.

tsukasa deserves someone better, so why even bother telling him all this? besides.

your just a bother.

but you knew damn well that he's inlove with you so much.

it hurts.

it really hurts.

it hurts so damn fucking much.

" tsukasa, im sorry but i can't take this anymore. "

" my star.. what do you mean about that, please talk to me im sure we can find an answer.. "

" there isn't, and im sorry. "

" let's just break up, it'll hurt us more if we keep going through this i can't risk letting you met up with my parents. " you cried as you were forcedly confess and quickly ended the call

" mMY STAR- "

you felt so empty but you knew that its the best

it's for the best.

that's what mother and father always says.

" im sorry tsukasa but our story ends here. "

[visionthefox]

I want to read your long theory about Eclipse :3

-🍍-

well, I'll make it quick, since Im sleepy and I been forgetting over time

(note-this is not quick not short sooooo)

in resume, I believe he stared as a one side villain to have pop put every now an then for the show to spice things up, eventually ppl love Eclipse so much, I mean, the dude acted all joker-Jeff - being edgy and all

and I believe the moment he turned into anime villain may be when he and Sun chatted, just take notice how simple his way of thinkin is, yet he acts all evil and cool.. that's when he had a change in personality, for the show

now.. in lore, I think he stared as a angry copy of Moon, idk why he and Moon are separated, but my idea is that , after a first try of trying to Kill Sun or forcing Sun's AI to crash, Moon made a failed copy of himself, keep in mind, in the early days Moon was a bit smart, BUT! not a genious Rick-wanna-be

so when he fails, he made a copy, but is a line of codes he ignores- like he said- he left "a part of him" and I dont believe he and Eclipse actual meet in Sun's head, no, I think Moon only talked on himself most of the time.. and that is what Eclipse remembers- and is pretty Much Moon2.0 -he is bound to follow Moon, then Moon left him, of course, Eclipse's AI is confused, why is Moon0.1 out? and why not himself?

Eclipse is now trapped in a moving vassel , with the negative ideas of Sun, he watches as Moon gets a change to Kill but doesnt, this angers Eclipse, who didnt even had a name for himself yet, and when he finally gets the energy to overpower Sun AI, he starts to look for Moon's aproval, or at least feel superior to him, and what he gets? nothing, Moon pretty much looks down on him.. and even if Eclipse acted like he didnt care.. he totally did..

also, just.. when looking at early Eclipse, you can see he is like Sun, hell not only on the voice but the sassyness Sun then showed to have.. Eclipse got feed all the negative side of Sun so he ends up like "the worse of the two"

now, the more Moon and him fight, the more angry Eclipse gets, as he is following the orders he was given, but with the twisted idea that he is right! after all! humans are cruel! we dont know better! he can make it right because he has the childish idea of Sun of a "better place" and the desire to dominate of Moon..

then we get to october, the reason why Eclipse is both mean to Lunar but also clearly want him close is not because he views Lunar as a tool. but because he wants what Moon has, he saw the two brothers lift each other, he wants that, but of couse, he doesnt get it, the love, the care, he thinks that's what made Sun weak, so instead he takes a more violent aproach, as that what he knows better..

of course, there is still a side of him, that left over part of Moon that cares, Eclipse show it. rememeber, what is Moon love lenguaje. gifts and time- what Eclipse do? gives Lunar control over the daycare at day, and a computer to play, and then, plays games, he totally didnt had to but no only the show needs two hots, but in lore, makes sense-

then again.. Eclipse doesnt know how to be good , so of course he hurts Lunar, Moon did that and Sun never left his side! so why Lunar would? also, BloodMoon, he is clearly afraid of him, so he also wants to control Lunar so he doesnt "act up" , because he cant stand another fail

when Lunar back stab him, that clearly hurted him, and left him desperate of revenge.. see how everything made sense?

is after he is trapped in the computer that things suddently are odd,, he sounds tired.. and kinda makes sense- he got beat up, he got locked down again.. he is no longer in control.. for me, Eclipse right there , had to step out, or give one last battle -but not like he did, no, he had to leave Lunar like last, for me, he had to go for Moon. the real reason he made everything, go for him.. then seeying Moon is gathering more power, try and use Lunar to hurt -again - Moon..

but the show right here lacked sense.. and for what I know, Eclipse is slowly dying from the star , because why not, and he just now getting to be dumb villain again.. this is not what I would do with him

I would make him be beat up one last time before he finally see is just running in circles, he keeping being Moon's shadow.. for me he had to step out- walk away not only in defeat -but with a change of views, maybe finally feeling like he needs to know who he even is.. after all, he follows Moon's steps, he follows a code on his head.. no though of him is original.. he is complex, he is a ruined AI forced to play a bad guy by everyone around ,he should see he doesnt have to keep playing along everyone's view of him..

but idk, I dont know what I would do for him, I know the show needs a bad guy- for me, BloodMoon had to stay and be just that.. but alas..

this was my TEDtalk about why Eclipse is complex and desrved a better arc - thanks for reading!