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What are some active Tom blogs on here?

i've been looking at this for the past few minutes and i've gone blank ksksks so i'm just going to mention some blogs at the top of my head:

@tomdutch @userholland @oatmilkholland @vitaminholland @selfcarecap @devotion @cindymooons @cutetomholland @cumholland @hollandsmoose @honeyspidey @spideybrie @spidey-sophie @storybookholland @worldoftom @lauras-collection @softholand @peteprker @parkerpeter24 @feliciahardly

i'm sorry if i forgot ppl it's like, 5 am lmao. BUT anyone can feel free to add more btw!! <3 i know i need to follow some more blogs too sksks

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• - ARE YOU FLIRTING OR STARTING A FIGHT?- •

PAIRING(S): theodre nott x fem. reader

WARNING(S): smutt

SUMMARY: theodore and y/n are academic rivals, and when one time she gets into an argument with snape and gets detention, the slytherin boy finds a way to follow her there

A/N: thanks for 100 followers ily all 💓

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Everyone knew you and theodore were academic rivals, both of you had always been racing to be at the top of your classes for years now. However, you always were a few points ahead of him, so you always managed to find a way to brag about it.

You’d always rub your higher marked grades in front of his face, you’d tease him about it in the corridor, lunchtime, anytime, all the time. One class however, potions, was one you faced difficulty with.

Snape wasn’t the biggest fan of your house, Ravenclaw, neither was he of you. He gave you a hard time in his class, while on the other hand theo had it the way he liked.

One time in potions class, Draco gave Neville a potion which caused the Gryffindor boy to throw up slugs all over the room. This little show earned a good chuckle from pretty much everyone, and seeing as Snape wasn’t really trying to do anything about it, you finally snapped. “What the hell is going on?” you shout. “Calm yourself, ms.” Snape answered. “No, no! Look what hes doing to him, do something about it!” “Alright, shush now. This is my class, my business to handle, my choices to make and take.” He said, more angrily now.

“This is bullshit!” You shout. “All right, detention ms!” Snape shouts angrily. Just then, theodore punches blaise in the face, making his nose bleed. Holding his face, blaise speaks “what the actual fuck was that for?”. Theo then goes for another punch and thats when snape stops him using his wand, “alright nott, detention for you too!” you could see the little smirk appearing on theo’s lips as snape spoke.

Later ~

The both of you had to spend your night cleaning the library for detention, wonderful. You got there and to your surprise, theo was already there before you. You ignore him and immediately get to work, you wanted to be done and out of here in no time.

As you’re putting some of the books back, he approaches you. “You’re not going to ignore me the whole night right?” to that you dont answer. “But really, Longbottom, out of all people?” He chuckles. “What are you trying to say, neville is my friend and everyone always finds a way to make fun of him so i will not allow that to happen in my presence.”

You leave the slytherin boy in shock and he turns back to keep working on his part. After a while, he speaks again “You know that this whole problem thing with snape will cause you to fail his class?” he speaks.

“I do.” You scoff. “That means i have a higher chance of getting ahead of you and being at the top of the grade this year.”he teases. “I dont even fucking care nott.” You speak as you keep your face to the front, putting the books back in place. “But that wont happen.” He adds. You turn to him confused, “huh?”. “That wont happen i said.” He speaks.” “And how come?” you ask. “Listen to me, we’ve been academic rivals for years, every single time i was so close to beating you, but i never did, do you ever wonder how?”

You don’t speak, as you cant quiet understand what he’s talking about. He then proceeds to continue “i did it on purpose, i knew how much it matters to you, i read your diary in our first year saying how you were so bad at everything you’ve tried and that studying was the only thing you were good at, thats why i’d write the wrong answers on purpose. Id also steal potter’s invisibility cloak to sneak into the classrooms and change your wrong answers.”

“There is no way,” you say hesitantly unsure what to say instead. “Yes, you need to believe me.” “What the fuck, are you flirting with me or tryna start a fight?” He tilts your chin to look up at him, “i never wanna fight with you, i just want you to be happy.”

Just then you lean in closer and connect your lips. He kisses you back, tongues colliding, his hands land on your hips and he pulls you in closer. He pins you to the bookshelf and starts leaving wet, hungry kisses on your neck and collarbone. You moan at the feeling and grab his hair, to which he responds by biting the skin on your neck, slowly, then more aggressively. “Theo, i wanna thank you for what you did” you speak in between moans. “I wanna pleasure you please.” “You’ll only pleasure me by doing what i ask you to do, let me give you head until you forget your name, cara mia.”

Just then he lifts you so that your legs rest on his shoulders, he raises your skirt and lowers you panties. “God you’re already so fucking wet f’me bella.” He says as he begins trailing kisses around your pussy. You arch your back a bit, wanting him to eat you out already to which he chuckles before he begins teasing your folds with his tongue.

He licks your folds then keeps a hand on your thigh to make sure you don’t fall before he adds three fingers inside you all in one go. “HOLY FUCKKKK” you scream and squirm and squeeze around him, only burying his face deeper into your pussy as his tongue and fingers work in sync. You feel your climax building already, “im gonna cum, theo.” You moan as theo speeds his movements. “FUCKK, OH SHIT YEAH JUST LIKE THAT.”

You release and theo licks you clean. He then shows you some of your come on his fingers and he makes you lick them off his fingers. “You taste so fucking good,” he speaks, kissing you. You moan into his mouth then speak “let me give you head, please, i promise to swallow everything.” He breaks the kiss and smiles at you before beginning to remove his pants. You kneel between the boy, who’s now sat on a chair, and find the lace of his boxers.

You pull them down to reveal his hard, throbbing cock. You begin leaving trails of kisses along his v line. Then, you grab his cock and begin massaging it. He leans down to kiss you as you’re playing with him. You palm him and feel his dick twitch at your touch, then you take most of his length in one go. He moans loudly at the feeling as you lick around, sucking better than ever.

You allow your head to move up and down as you try to take more of his length, your nails digging into his thighs. He tugs at your hair, his fingers playing with your brown curls. The slytherin boy then pushes your head completely making his cock hit the back of your throat.

You gag loudly, the sound sending shivers down theos body. As a result, he throws his head back, moaning as you quicken your moves. “Ohhh, my god ‘hm, yeah, please.. mm.. hmh.. fuckkk just like that principessa.” The boy now a whining, whimpering mess. him moaning like that oml.

Without warning, he cums into your mouth. You look up at him between your lashes, your eyes filled with tears. He smiles down at you, watching you swallow everything. He then carries you and places you on his lap, “good girl, that was fucking awesome, tesoro (sweetheart).”

“I wanna make you cum one more time tonight, i know you have one left.” he speaks. “Only if you promise to come inside me.” You announce. He chuckles and nods as he begins removing your shirt. He removes it then proceeds to remove your bra.

Your boobs fly out, bouncing, also revealing your hard tits. He immediately lays his mouth on your breast, pleasuring your left boob, licking and sucking on it endlessly. He also used his other hand to pinch and play with your tit on the other side. This man, lord. He was only playing with your boobs and he was already gonna throw you over the edge again.

He then pleasured the other boob similarly, licking, sucking, and biting before he started leaving a trail of kisses all the way up to your neck. He then held your hips and slowly begin lowering you onto him, you were able to get most of him in the first time. Then, he gave you time to adjust before pushing more of himself in. You moan when you have his whole length in and then when you get used to his size, you begin riding him.

As you begin riding him slowly and carefully, he groans slightly at the feeling. Theo then places his fingers on your clit and starts rubbing hard which makes you feel yourself cum start to form. “Im gonna cum again teddy..” you announce. “Do it, f’me cara mia.” You speed your movements and so does he, you begin moaning at the speed of things to which he kisses you to stop the moans from being too loud.

Then, theo uses his hips to thrust deeper into your so that you’re practically bouncing on him. That is followed by him sucking on the sensitive skin on your neck, biting and licking it until you scream as you release onto him. As he’s helping you ride out your climax, you moan his name making him groan and cum inside of you.

The boy then grabs your face and kisses you hard, “i fucking loved that,” he speaks. “So did i” you smile back at him. Just then, you hear a sound coming from somewhere to which you both jump in fear and begin getting dressed. You manage to put your skirt and shirt on, but the slytherin boy only his pants before mr lupin appears.

His eyes widen in surprise at the site of the boy half naked, “a little hot mr nott?” “uhh.. yes sir” he says hesitantly. Remus then chuckles, “im gonna let it slide this time but please try to do it in a more private place and finish your duties too.” You both nod before moving back to your jobs.

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could you wrote an angst smut for reese wilkerson after a fight where reese was in the wrong and wants to apologize? 💓 love your stuff

Making It Up (Reese Wilkerson X Reader)

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Summary: Sometimes, Reese isn’t good at apologizing with words. So he finds a new way to express his remorse after a fight.

CW: p in v intercourse, make up sex, oral sex (fem receiving), fingering

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Reese seemed a little irritable this week. You have no clue what it was about but chalked it up to his family or school. One of the usual things that caused his sourness. You sat in his room while he walked back and forth, grumbling about something you couldn’t understand. Whenever you tried to ask, he just waved you off.

“Reese, do you want something to eat? Or maybe lay down or something?” You asked. Those usually seemed to put him in a better mood. Instead, he rolled his eyes.

“No.” He said, exasperated.

“Okay.” You stayed in the chair, drumming a light beat on your thighs as you tried to think of what to say. “Is there anything I can-“

“No!” He whipped around to stare at you. You flinched at his sudden outburst. “I don’t need you to do anything. God, it’s like you’re suffocating me; you’re so clingy.”

The two of you felt frozen in place as his words hung in the air. Reese had never been this harsh towards you; neither of you knew how to proceed.

“Y/n, I’m sorry-”

“No, it’s fine.” You stood up abruptly, grabbing your bag from the floor. “Obviously, you need space.”

“No, that’s not what I meant.”

“Clearly, that’s what you meant.” You walked to the door, opening it while he panicked behind you.

“Y/n-” You whipped around to face him, biting your lip to stop yourself from getting emotional. That could wait until you were entirely out of his sight.

“Reese, I’m leaving.” He started begging behind you, but you blocked it out. You knew if you listened to a word of it, you’d stay. But you also knew that you both needed space to cool down, even if Reese didn’t mean what he said. So you ignored the pleading, no matter how hard it was, and went home.

***

It had been a week since you last spoke to Reese. But it wasn’t for lack of trying. Reese tried talking to you during classes or passing periods, but you ignored him. Even if he had cooled down, you hadn’t. You were still so upset at his outburst.

Reese even tried calling you occasionally, but you’d simply tell him you weren’t ready to talk to him and hang up. You felt a little bad about it, but at the same time, you didn’t care because of how he treated you.

It was now Friday, and you had just gotten home from school. This was your favorite time of day. It was the last day of school for the week, and there were three hours that you got to spend alone in the house. Sometimes more if your parents were working late. Sometimes you spend these special hours with Reese, but obviously, you couldn’t do that today.

You were sitting on the couch eating a snack when you heard the door unlock and open. Immediately, you were confused. Neither of your parents told you that they’d be coming home early. You set your snack on the side table and hesitantly stood up.

“Jesus fuck, Reese! You’re breaking and entering now?” You asked as you saw your boyfriend walk through your house. 

“You’re the one who gave me a key, and I’m only using it as a last resort.” He pocketed said key and walked over to you, but you brushed past him.

“I don’t wanna talk to you, Reese.”

“Then can you at least listen, Y/n?” He asked, following you to your bedroom. Instead of answering, you sat on your bed, giving him a blank stare. Realizing you were finally giving him a chance to hear him out, Reese shut your door and leaned against it. “I’m sorry, okay?”

You rolled your eyes in response, making him frown. 

“Y/n-“

“You know what?” You interrupted, waving a hand to silence him. “No. ‘Sorry’ isn’t gonna fix it, Reese. You called me suffocating when I was trying to help you. Do you know how hurtful that is?”

“You’re right.” The immediate response shocked you. Reese didn’t like proving someone right, even when he knew he was wrong. He pushed off the door, sitting on the bed beside you. He made sure there was still a bit of space between you.

He looked at you nervously, expecting you to tell him to leave, that you never wanted to see him again. Instead, you drummed your fingers on your thighs, giving a slight nod.

“What were you even mad about?” Reese sighed at the question, not wanting to think about it for fear of getting mad again.

“Everything, to be honest. Mom, school. The usual.”

“But you’ve never taken that out on me before.”

“It felt worse than other times.” You nodded again, scooting closer to lay a hand on his back. 

“I’m sorry for pushing.” Reese looked up at you, giving you an incredulous look.

“Why are you sorry? You didn’t do anything wrong.”

“I kept bugging you when you clearly didn’t wanna talk. I just-“

“No, Y/n.” Reese cut you off, grabbing the hand on his shoulder. He trapped it between his two hands, rubbing over the knuckles. “You wanted to help me, and I was being a bitch.” You couldn’t help but laugh, and you saw a twitch of a smile from Reese. “Let me make it up to you.”

“How?” You asked. Reese stared, clearly trying to come up with something to suggest. One of his hands let go of yours, lingering on your thigh.

“I’ll do anything you want, Y/n.” He muttered, eyes darting to your lips for just a second. “Just tell me. I wanna make it right.”

He seemed so genuinely sorry; he just didn’t know how to put it all into words.

“I think we both know, Reese.”

“I need to hear you say it.”

“Touch me.” It was soft, and so were his touches. Reese’s hands dragged up and down on your skin, holding back from manhandling you like he usually would during intimate moments like this, as if he was trying to savor it. His kisses were gentle but needy, starting at your lips but then trailing down to your neck and chest. Your breath hitched as Reese squeezed your hip before trailing his hand up and under your shirt. “Please, Reese.”

“What do you want, baby?” He asked, too focused on trying to cover any exposed skin in licks and bites. You drove your hips upwards into his.

“Show me you’re sorry.” There was soon a blur of clothing, both yours and his, flying around your room until you were completely bare. You waited impatiently for Reese to give you what you craved, but instead, you whined as you watched him slide down the bed, moving further away from where you needed him most. “Reese, what are you- Fuck!” You jolted at the sudden contact of him dragging his tongue through your folds. An arm across your hips kept you pinned to the bed, preventing you from trying to push yourself more onto his face while he devoured you like a starved man.

Desperate for more than what Reese was giving you, which felt like so much, you squeezed your thighs around his head to keep him in place. He could’ve laughed right then and there. He had called you suffocating negatively, as if he wasn’t willing to die like this, smothering himself between your thighs.

Two of his fingers were added into the mix, curling into your g-spot repeatedly. Your back arched as you squirmed around, so close to release.

“You gonna come, baby?” you responded with incoherent babbling and nods, reaching down to tug at Reese’s hair to try to ground yourself. He continued his assault of licks and sucks, harshly and suddenly pushing you over the edge. But that didn’t stop Reese. He cleaned you up, taking everything you gave him and playing with your clit to ride you through your high. When you came down from your peak, you went limp and tried pushing Reese away from your now sensitive cunt.

Reese sat back on the balls of his feet, admiring you and what he had done. His lips and chin were shiny, coated in your arousal. It just made you want him more.

He hovered over you to give you a kiss, making you taste yourself. You surprised Reese by locking your legs around his hips and bringing him closer to you.

“Are you sure?” He asked, looking between you at his cock that was so close yet so far from your pussy, and then up to look at your face. You nodded, tiredly but eagerly. “Gotta hear you say it, Y/n.”

“Yes.” You used all your strength just to mutter it. “Yes, yes, yes.” 

That was all Reese needed. Trying not to move too far away from you, he reached into the bottom drawer of your nightstand and grabbed a condom. Once it was rolled on, Reese used a hand to guide himself into you while the other gripped your hip.

Reese’s head dropped onto your shoulder once he was buried in you. There was a moment of stillness where the two of you just laid there, basking in the quiet and the feeling of fullness.

“I love you so much, Y/n.” Reese was now looking at you, speaking weakly. “You know that, right?” You could’ve cried. He looked unsure of whether or not you did.

“Of course, I know.” You answered just as softly, pecking his lips. “And I love you just as much.”

Reese nodded, trying to ingrain your words in his head so he’d never forget them. Then he started pulling out, stopping when just the tip was in before thrusting.

It was slow and gentle, a stark contrast to how you usually had sex, to how Reese usually did anything. But you loved it. The hand that wasn’t on your hip interlocked with your own.

“Faster, Reese.” You begged. You loved the gentle love he gave you, but you both knew he was holding back. “Please.” He gave into your command and sped up his thrusts. His hand on your hip helped pull you closer to him so he could continuously hit that special sensitive spot inside you. You squirmed and moaned, reaching up for him, and he allowed it, lowering himself until his forehead was against yours. Matching pants and slaps of skin were all you could focus on.

Without having to ask him, Reese reached down to draw tight circles on your clit. He groaned when you squeezed his cock in response.

“Reese, I-“

“It’s okay, baby.” He said, kissing your cheek. “Come for me, Y/n. Please, honey.” 

It felt like you were blacking out, but in the best way. All you felt was Reese and the pleasure as you arched your back. Your pussy squeezed around him so deliciously that he couldn’t help but fall off the edge right after you.

You were a mess of naked, tangled limbs and heavy breathing as you both came down from your climaxes. Reese squeezed your waist, rubbing his hand up and down your side.

“I really am sorry, Y/n.” He mumbled into your chest. You smiled weakly, raking your fingers through his hair.

“I forgive you, Reese.”

[lexiene]

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2:43 AM - Late Night Cravings

paring: fushiguro megumi & fem!reader.

genre: fluff, married life, no curse!au.

cw: reader is pregnant, mention of food.

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it’s almost 3am and you couldn’t sleep due to the war that’s currently taking place in your uterus. who would’ve thought that baking twins would be this laborious. sigh.

you were also starving so decided to go on ahead to go fulfill your late night cravings. you slowly try to get up from your side of the bed, careful enough to not wake up the other trooper from his slumber.

“Where are you going?”

shoot. you halt your movement.

but you didn’t say anything thinking that he was probably sleep talking. though, he had never done that previously. a few seconds have passed and you continue your venture trying to lift your heavy body off the bed.

“honey…” in a swift motion, megumi shot up and gently placed his hand on your wrist preventing you from furthering your action.

he proceeds to gently rub your back with his hand. “are you okay?” the genuineness in his eyes and his voice never fails to melt your heart.

“i’m just hungry ‘is all no worries”.

“yes worries what is it that you want i’ll go make it for you”. his soft voice and the genuine look in his eyes is making you all teary eyed.

“a pot—like one of those giant pots, filled with mac & cheese, steamed and chopped broccoli, sliced pickles and sriracha.” you thinned your lips.

“for a second there, i thought you were craving pots.” light chuckles leave both your lips.

“Well I’m technically eating for three. So it wouldn’t be surprising if i ended up eating the pot too.”

“four million if you count those parasites,” he jokes.

you playfully nudge your husband while chuckling. he leans in to pepper your face with soft kisses including your lips, leaving a lingering one there.

he got up to from the bed and walked out of your shared bedroom. Oh how blessed you are to have such a wonderful and caring husband.

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Just as you requested

He went out of his way and made coconut and lime mojito mocktail knowing your love for the drink after downing every craving.

He made a mental note to later thank itadori for those cooking lessons.

He went back to your shared bedroom with the food tray in hand right on time to see his wife sniffing liquid and powdered laundry detergent. Alternating the two.

I promise I didn’t consume any.

It’s alright honey, hand them over.

“Sorry I just love sriracha. It’s the best thing to ever be invented.”

Megumi didn’t know if it was the sriracha or those pregnancy hormones that were causing you to be this emotional.

Roughy draft 😭

Oh.....my....OMFG JSIOSNAKSNSKANSNSJSJSS

WHO...WHO ARE YOU!? SHOW YOURSELF

I DEMAND TO SEE YOU AMAZING STAR RIGHT NOW! 😤😤

WHAT IS THIS INCREDIBLE SOFT FIC YA GAVE ME!? IS THIS FOR REAL!?💖💞💟💞💌💞💘💞💞💝💓💕💌

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Annddd note that I don't like eating spicy/chili anything with red bc it hurst my throat so much lmao and I also wonder is it good for pregnancy?😭

But overall THANKS FOR SHARING THIS LIL STAR PLEASE DO KEEP IT UP 🥺🥺

Immma gonna allow my "Send Message" for everyone for you to send me something incredible works you done doing Megumi appreciation! But follow some of my rules first!

ー Lexi ♡

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THE ONE

Summary: Three years later, Harry sees you again.

Pairings: Harry Styles x fem!Reader (exs)

Word Count: 3.7kish

Warnings: None. Maybe ambiguous ending?

A/N: Here’s the final part for my power mini series. 🥺 I was honestly debating on how I should end this one. I was going to go a different route for this ending, but I just couldn’t see the reader doing that. I hope you all enjoy. Thank you for taking this journey with me. 🫶🏻 Song inspo: “The 1” by Taylor Swift.

Also thank you for 900 followers. 🥹🫶🏻 Thank you all for showing me so much love!! 💓

All my mistakes are my own. Please do not repost or translate my fics on any other site nor this one.

I appreciate any likes, reblogs, messages, and interactions.

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Harry always wondered why he let himself make the choices he had made all those years ago. 

He tells himself he was weak. He was too young to know any better. But in all honesty, he was an idiot. He was too dumb to see what he had right in front of him.

And it’s a mistake he has been paying for since the day it happened. 

He had made a mistake the minute he had let Olivia kiss him. 

He often wonders what was going through his mind when he allowed himself to let her lips touch his. He remembers being hesitant, but he also remembers not pulling away.

It wasn't because he was infatuated with her. She didn’t have anything he wanted or needed. He was a millionaire already. A household name. And his celebrity status was only growing by day. 

He didn’t need more fame. He was good with his money. He didn’t need Olivia’s name tied to his. He already had yours tied to his. A wonderful actress and a name most people already knew. 

Not because of him. You were just known because you were that good. 

It was lust. 

Lust for another woman. Someone other than the love of his life. 

Lust because of the way Olivia’s green eyes always followed his every move. The way she’d invite him to her trailer to help him rehearse when you weren’t on set and the sneaky touches she’d do to get his attention. 

Harry tried to resist her. Did his best. But he fell weak to his sins and let her kiss him that one night. 

And it was downhill from there. 

He let his lust for Olivia cloud his judgement and he lost the love of his life because of it. 

And now… five years later, he’s still with her. Trying to make it work, but not seeing a future with her. But not wanting to leave her because if he leaves her, everything that he did was for nothing. 

All the pain he caused you was for nothing if Olivia and him break up. It’ll be a slap to the face. 

And he doesn’t think he’s brave or strong enough for that. 

Harry sighs as he twirls his iced vanilla latte in front of him. 

He was sitting in an empty cafe, but a cafe that you love. Or used to love. He didn’t know anymore. 

He was home in London for business, away from Olivia, and he needed to clear his mind. He felt lost within himself and wasn’t too sure what to do anymore. 

He felt unfulfilled, distracted, and unhappy. 

He was almost thirty-two years old and felt empty. His shoulders are sagging as he feels the weight of the world on them. He gulps down the dryness he feels as his thoughts seem to overtake him and proceeds to sip on his coffee. 

He hears the door ring as someone walks into the small cafe. He lets his curiosity take over and peers up to look up at the stranger. 

It was barely seven am and the cafe was nearly empty. He wondered who the other morning bird was. Or a night owl. Depending on the way you looked at it. 

He stilled in his seat when he recognized who the stranger was. 

It was you. 

The last time he had seen you was three years ago at the Venice film festival where the night ended in a nightmare. He had spoken to you after that profusely apologizing for the events he caused, but you only listened to him to please him and told him to take care after his rant. 

He stopped bothering you after that. He didn’t want to be that person in your life anymore. So he stopped. He knew he had to let you go and it killed him. But he wanted you to be happy. 

But looking at you right now as you walked in, he still felt that feeling he hadn’t felt in years. He felt heat rush to his face as he watched you, his heart accelerating, and the smile that wanted to break out on his face making his lips twitch. 

He watched you as you walked in, holding your nude colored scarf close to your face to keep the cold December chill away from your face, your cheeks flushed with the cold air either way, and your entire body was covered by a darker nude colored oversized coat. 

You walked up to the counter, giving the barista your biggest warmest smile, throwing your hair back, and fetching your wallet from your bag. 

Your hair fell down your back and it was the longest he’s ever seen you have it. He let his eyes follow your every movement and it’s as if you felt him watching you. Because once you paid, your eyes found him, eyes locking together, and your smile didn’t falter. Your eyebrows crinkled together as your expression was shocked as if you couldn’t believe he was really in the same cafe as you. 

Harry wasn’t sure what to do. Should he stand up to greet you? Should he just wave and smile? Should he just look away and pretend he wasn’t just caught staring at you? 

He didn’t have much time to weigh his options because you were walking towards him already. He watched you as you walked towards him. Walking tall with your shoulders straight, and filled with confidence. You were glowing. 

He stood up quickly when you reached him. 

“Harry!” You exclaimed as you surprisingly wrapped your arms around him, pulling his entire body down towards you, pressing your cheek against his as you hugged him tightly against you, and Harry almost melted in your arms. His senses are filled with warm scents of your favorite perfume. 

Harry wrapped his arms around you and when you pulled away, he wished the hug hadn’t ended so soon. He was still in shock. He looks down at the woman he once called the love of his life and wonders if you are still the same person as before. 

You hold onto his arms as you look him up and down, “I can’t believe you’re in London right now! In this cafe! Wow!” You exclaim with a big smile as you look at where he was sitting. 

“Is this seat taken?” You ask as you gesture to the empty seat in front of him. 

Harry snaps himself out of his daze, quickly shaking his head, and gesturing for you to sit down. You adjust yourself into the seat, placing your bag on the back of it, and tugging off your scarf. 

Harry goes back to his seat, fumbling as he sits down, and watches you with a small smile. 

“You look amazing,” Harry says to you and you smile at him. 

“Thank you,” you say, fixing your coat around your body, and smiling at the barista who brings you your order. 

You place the big chocolate croissant in the middle of the table, parting it in your hands, and start to eat. Harry doesn’t miss the pretty ring on your ring finger, but he doesn’t allow himself to focus too much on it. His heart was tightening slightly. 

“You can have the other half,” you say casually as you chew your half. He hesitantly gets the other half, “Thank you,” he says as he munches on it. Thinking about what he should say. He doesn’t want it to be awkward, but he doesn’t want to say the wrong thing. 

“How have you been?” You ask him, sipping on your iced drink. 

Harry wipes his lips with a napkin, “I’ve been good. Needed to come to London for some business, but I’m heading back to LA at the end of the week.” 

“How fun! I assume congratulations are in order for your latest win,” you say with a cheeky smile and Harry blushes at your comment as he picks at the skin around his fingers. He wonders how you know.

Do you keep tabs on him like he does on you?

“Yeah, yeah. Thank you,” Harry says shyly at your compliment, his entire body showing how flattered he was.

“Don’t be coy with me,” you tease, “It’s another wonderful accomplishment. You should be proud.”

Harry sits up straighter at your words, “I am. I am, thank you. How have you been? I saw your latest film. You did wonderful, as always.” 

You play him off with a wave, “Oh shush.” You smile at him as you open your coat, opening it up to reveal your cream colored oversized sweater, and cross your legs under the table. 

You take a second to look at his face, your heart races underneath your chest, and you see how different he looks from the last time you saw him. 

His beautiful chocolate curly hair was long again, piled up on the top of his head in a messy bun, a couple loose curls fell down framing his face, and his dimples were caving into cheeks with his shy smiles he was giving you. You secretly wondered why he had decided to grow out his hair again, but you continued to sip on your drink as you watched him. 

The conversation between you two flowed easily, almost never feeling awkward, and you both feel thankful for it. 

Harry could see from behind you the people passing by, taking their photos of him and you, and the internal anger he felt because of it never left him. He always hated that people tried to get the best photo of him whenever it got leaked where he was. And now that he was here with you? For the first time since the break up, since the messy Venice film festival drama that neither of you commented on, and now you’re both enjoying a drink together. He wonders how much the highest bidder will get paid. 

The conversation never leads to Olivia nor Sebastian. Harry knows you’re still with him, but as to only what he sees on social media. But he’s too much of a coward to ask you about it. 

It isn’t until Harry opens his stupid mouth and word vomits all over you. 

“I need to tell you something,” he abruptly exclaims, which makes your laughing stifle, and you nod at him to continue. Your hands clasping together on the top of the table to stop yourself from fidgeting.

“I want to tell you that.. seeing you right now, in front of me, makes me feel indescribable. I haven’t seen you in over three years and you’re still the most beautiful woman I have ever laid my eyes on.” 

“Harry,” you start to say, eyes softening with sadness, and your lips frowning. 

“I have to say this, please.” He begs you, you frown, and nod for him to continue. 

“I want to thank you for loving me all those years ago,” he whispers, voice low, and almost as if he doesn’t believe he’s saying these words out loud.

“You loved me in a way that I have never been loved before. Never. Not by Camille, not by Kendall, not Taylor, and not even bloody Olivia. Okay?” His voice wavers and the way you’re looking at him right now makes his eyes swell up with tears. He takes a second to compose himself, pinching the bridge of his nose to keep his tears at bay, and he pushes away a couple strands of loose curls from his face. 

“You loved me with purity and honesty. You-you loved me with such force and passion… that I’ve been searching for that feeling for years since I left you. Nothing—and I swear to you— nothing has been able to fill the void you left in me. And that’s my mistake. And mine only.” 

His eyes are staring into yours, threatening tears in both eyes, and your nose is turning into that shade that shows him you want to cry. He silently curses because he doesn’t want to make you cry. But he knows this might be his only chance to tell you how he’s felt the past couple of years. Truthfully and honestly. 

Harry reaches for your palm that’s laying on the table top, the oval ring resting on your ring finger like gold, hesitantly he grasps your hand gently in his, and you let him. A rush of warmth runs through both of your bodies, but you both don’t show it. You bite the inside of your cheek to try and keep your emotions at bay.

You furr your eyebrows down as you wait for him to speak again. You raise your eyes to meet his own once again. Beautiful green eyes rimmed red.

Harry takes in a shaky breath, letting himself try to relax as he tries to not melt at the way his body feels touching your skin again, and he tilts his head as he watches you. 

Watches the woman that still looks at him with love in her eyes, the one that makes his heart skip a beat, the one who’s smile never fails to light up a room, the one who can make an entire crowd laugh until they cry, and who’s name is still engraved on his heart and soul. 

Your eyelashes flutter as you give him a small nod. Waiting for him to continue. 

“I made the biggest mistake of my life when I did what I did to you. I won’t recount all my wrongs, but you know them better than anyone else. I especially— especially regret,” he pauses slightly, “what I did to you at the after party of our movie.” He says the last part in a whisper. He’s ashamed of what he did. He felt ashamed for forcing himself on you that night. And ashamed for the lasting scars he made on you at that moment. 

“I know you may never forgive me— shit, I wouldn’t forgive me. But—“ Harry’s cut off by your words, “I forgive you.” 

Harry’s mouth parts open in shock at your words, his expression turns into sorrow, and he immediately looks down. He feels his tears covering his eyelashes as his lips tremble. Not fully believing the heart of gold of the woman in front of him. 

He feels you squeeze his hand in yours and he looks up at you. Red rimmed eyes and pouty lips. 

You look the same except your face is nothing but sincere. You nod at him with a smile. 

“It has taken me a long time to fully understand the events that transpired that night. I couldn’t believe it had happened for so long. Many long nights I spent wondering where we had gone wrong. Many that I spent cursing Olivia’s name. Cursing your name. Cursing my own,” you let out a sigh, “But.. everything happens for a reason. And whatever may that reason be… it’s the reason why all the events between us happened. We may never truly understand why we made the decisions we did… I may never understand why you did what you did.. but it happened. And I can’t hold onto the past any longer. I held on for so long— so so long.” 

Your eyes glisten as you watch Harry. 

“We can sit here all day long. Staring at each other and wondering about all the what ifs. We can even talk about it. But it won’t change anything. It won’t change what happened or has happened since. It doesn’t change the fact that I’m a completely different person from when we were together. Just how I know you are. We’re not the same people we fell in love with.” 

Harry can bet a million dollars that isn’t true. You’re the same woman he fell in love with. But he won’t say that. 

He lets you continue, his thumb brushing against your warm skin as he used to also do. 

“We can sit here and pretend that we weren’t madly in love not so long ago. So in love that we didn’t care what people said and we did so without shame.” 

Harry closes his eyes as he tries to memorize your face in his mind before this ends. 

Your soft voice continues, “I miss you.” Your voice almost cracks at the words, but compose yourself quickly. You clear your throat with a cough.

Harry’s eyes open in surprise, deep regret written all over his face, and he opens his mouth to speak. But you hold your hand up to stop him. 

“I miss you in a way that I would miss an ex best friend. I miss our talks. I miss the way you never judged me. You never bullshitted me. You’d always tell me what you were thinking and I never had to second guess you. We were perfect together. But life happens. Mistakes were made and now…” 

You lean forward, gripping his hand in yours tightly, and lean your face against your enclosed hands. He does the same, soft tears falling down his cheeks, and you can feel your own cheeks wet. 

Harry feels as if he’s about to have a breakdown with the emotions he’s feeling right now. He feels overwhelmed. 

“Now I’m happy. I’m finally happy again. And I can't— I can't let you back in. I can't even let you be my friend. Sebastian wouldn’t have it. Because,” you pause and hesitantly continue in a whisper, “a part of me will always be in love with you. And if you’re in my life… I will never get over you. It doesn’t matter how many years have passed.” 

Harry cries at your words, his shoulder slumping down, and body shaking slightly with his tears. 

“If you’re not happy with Olivia,” you start saying and Harry looks at you with surprise, “Leave her. You deserve to be happy. So insanely happy that you can’t even believe it.” You squeeze his hands in yours. 

Harry nods at your words, knowing they’re true, eyes glistening, and your palm cups his cheek slightly. 

His face instantly melts in your palm, “I want you to know that there will always be a piece of you in me.” 

“Always,” you both say at the same time with a small smile. 

“I don’t deserve your time right now,” Harry whispers, eyes soft with sadness. 

“You deserve the world. We all make mistakes. Some are worse than others, but it happens.” 

Harry nods at your words and he knows it’s time to say goodbye. Not knowing if it’s forever or not. But knowing it’s the right thing to do. 

“I should let you go. Let you get back to him.”

You agree with a hum, gathering your belongings, and standing up as he does the same. 

Harry is the first to pull you into a hug, wrapping his arms over your shoulders, holding you tightly against his body, and your arms wrap around his waist. Your head on his chest and Harry feels something against his waist. A small protruding belly. 

Harry pulls away from the hug, looking down in confusion between your bodies, and sees for the first time your belly. 

His jaw slacks down, mouth parting open in shock, and he wonders how he hadn’t noticed earlier. 

He looks up at you with a confused face, “You’re…” He can’t even ask the question. The words he was going to ask were getting stuck in his throat. 

You beam up at him, pretty eyes twinkling, “I am.” 

“Wow,” he breathes out, heart breaking a little bit, and he can only smile. 

“Congratulations, you must be so excited. I’m happy for you.”

“Thanks, B-Harry. I am,” you repeat with a smile and you reach up to kiss his cheek gently, his cheeks tint pink. Harry doesn’t catch the name you were about to call him. 

“I’ll see you later,” you say, pinching his cheek slightly with a smile, and you both watch each other for a moment. Taking it in together. Both eyes taking in every inch of each other. 

You walk away from him after squeezing his hand once more. Once you reach the cafe door, taking one final glance behind you, looking at Harry, and you smile at him. You wave your hand goodbye slowly and Harry waves back with a deep inhale to try to calm his nerves. 

It kills him to see you walk away from him. 

He watches you from the window. Watches your hand go to your lower belly on instinct. Carrying a child that isn’t his. Will never be his. And he knows you're happy. 

He can see it in the way you walk, the way you’re dressed, and by simply the way you are carrying yourself right in front of him. 

It’s the way he could see it when you were sitting in front of him mere minutes ago. With a smile on your face. The soft smile you had reserved for him. He didn’t know if that was still the case. But deep down, he wished it was. 

He could see it in the way your cheeks blushed pink by his compliments, but that’s all it was to you. A compliment from a man. That’s all.

He wasn’t the love of your life anymore. 

He was just the man you used to love. A man you used to be in love with. A man you used to picture your life with. 

And it killed him inside that you were now living a life he wasn’t familiar with. 

He didn’t know what your favorite color was anymore. Your favorite food. Your favorite movie. Your favorite memory. Your favorite snack. He didn't know any of that anymore. 

It makes his soul ache in a deep part of his body. He feels his lips tremble slightly as he keeps his eyes on you. He knows he looks pathetic. With that sad look on his face as he watches the only person he’s ever truly loved walk away. 

But… 

There’s always a bigger piece in him that feels at peace knowing you’re happy. 

That even though he didn’t end up being the man you married and had children with… that you were still living the life you both had planned once upon a time. 

Even if it’s without each other. 

Harry can only hope he is lucky enough to have the same ending one day.

He just wishes it was with you.

[izukuisbaby]

Can I request gojo trying to help y/n while shes sick? Like shes actually so helpless and vulnerable it makes his heart drop seeing her pant for air, taking tylenols for her headache, seeing how sweaty she is. And worst of all she can't get up without feeling extremely nauseous :(

⊹˚.⋆ YOU'RE SICK - SATORU GOJO

℘. flora's notes : thanks for your request anon I fell even more in love with our favorite daddy gojo😫

℘. infos : female reader

m.list | comment and reblog if u enjoyed !

"Y/N I'M HOOOOME" you hear your boyfriend, Satoru, yell from afar. You felt so drained. Whichever virus you caught probably wanted to kill you because you were having a mix of the worst symptoms of all existing diseases. As you felt the stomp of Gojo's footsteps getting closer to your shared bedroom, you went into the umpteenth coughing fit of the day, the pain in your throat amplifying. "Awww you're sick, mf I told you to bring a jacket" Satoru says in a teasing tone, at the sight of your figure curled up under the duvet, barely able to focus on the show displayed on your flat screen. He noticed your unusual silence and dull gaze, one that is normally as bright as the stars.

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"You look like a tiny little munchkin I wanna kiss you EVERYWHERE !!!" He proceeds to spread kisses all over your face to cheer you up, causing you to giggle. "I'll take care of you princess okay, I'm the strongest after all what can't I do, right?" he says pulling down his glasses to wink at you while smirking. "Come on pretty, let's go to the kitchen I'll make you some food" He motioned for you to stand up. Pushing the blanket away, you sat up and felt a horrendous headache hit you all of a sudden. Although, it quickly faded and you managed to stand up.

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After just a mere second on your feet, the headache came back but this time an awful nausea overwhelmed you as well. Hearing you grown, Gojo picked you up bridal style. "Shh baby, I'll sit you down on the couch okay. Don't you dare move once I put you there." he says caressing your cheek and kissing your forehead.

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"Here you go, princess" he says as he layed your body down on the couch. He then gently wrapped you in a blanket and gave you your favorite plushie to cuddle. "You have to eat something, what would you like ?", you noticed how soft and calming his voice sounded, you wondered if he was making an effort to not talk too loud in order to not worsen your headache. You mumbled a "ramen, please", he smiled at you, switched the TV on and handed you the remote before leaving to the kitchen.

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A few minutes later, he came back with your favorite ramen and some coke : "I read somewhere on Google that coke helps with nauseas". Truth is, his mom gave him some when he was sick and it used to make him feel better. He hated seeing you in pain and not being able to help. He always feels the strong desire to protect you and he could not help but experience guilt as he saw your tired figure, barely able to move, on the couch.

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"Here is your ramen princess" he saw you move out of the blanket and instantly panicked "NO NO Y/N PLEASE DON'T MOVE YOU'LL BE COLD, I'll feed you", you felt him gently maneuver your body so that he could position himself behind you. Your back pressed against his chest, he brought the spoon close to your mouth until you finish the plate. "You look tired love. Rest a little I'm not going anywhere I promise" he kissed your forehead again and caresses your head to soothe you to sleep. The warmth of his embrace and the tenderness of his pats were quick to make you fall asleep.

© izukuisbaby. comments appreciated ! although do not modify, translate, copy, claim as your own or repost on any app/platform/social media (this applies to all of my content)💓

[sketchquill]

Hello! Hope this finds you well,

I would just like to say, your art is so lovely and your very talented! You seem like a lovely person in general, your story/ AU is very interesting! The corpse bride has always been close to my heart so seeing it turned into an AU made me so excited! Your AU is definitely at the top ten when it comes to Welcome home AU's! You've actually inspired me a lot and I look up to you! You've actually inspired me to proceed with my own AU and personal story!

So, thank you!

Stay happy, healthy and make sure to take care of your own mental health and needs!

Hold on I need a sec-

Hi! Oh my gosh reading this just overwhelmed me! Thank you so so much! You’re kind words means a whole lot to me I really sincerely appreciate this and I’m so glad that you like my AU so much. It’s so awesome to hear that I could be such an inspiration to you to such a degree and I wish you a lot of luck with creating your AU along with the story for it and I hope your day is as wonderful as you are!!! 💕💖💓🌸✨💘💝💗

[sunshinesteviee]

The sending your kids to school and being a mess blurb but the opposite; poor baby doesn’t want to go to school and you both have to try very hard to convince her. I feel like Steve would give in and let her stay home

I’m sorry this took me forever to answer 😭 I hope you like it bb 💓 mom!reader; wc: 725

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Claire was an absolute mess. You’d never seen her so upset, with tear-stained cheeks, puffy eyes, and a nose that would not stop running. This had been going on for nearly an hour. The tears were constant, and while it broke your heart to see her so distraught, you also knew that going to school was going to be good for her. She would have fun and make friends, even if she didn’t believe it. Steve, on the other hand, was nearly at his breaking point, and it was obvious. He was ready to give in. Anything to comfort his baby girl and stop the tears. Being stern with her was decidedly not his strong suit.

“I-I d-don’t wan-na goooo!” she wailed through tearful hiccups, collapsing into her dad’s chest.

Steve was quick to cradle her against him, an arm wrapping around her small shoulders, and free hand gently pressing her head against his chest. Her tears had already soaked through a large portion of the front of his shirt, and he knew that he was also covered in snot, but he couldn’t find it in himself to care. His voice sounded just as pained as the look on his face when he spoke, “Claire, baby. Sweetheart, listen to me. You’ll have so much fun at school. Danielle will be there, and you can play with her and make new friends, too.”

She shook her head immediately, almost violently at how adamant she was, “Jus’ wa-want Daddy and Mommy.”

At a loss for words, Steve looked up to you with wide eyes, unsure of how to proceed. He knew it was important for his daughter to go to school, but he couldn’t bare any more of her sobs — it was breaking him. One day off wouldn’t hurt, right? Granted, it was the first day, but he couldn’t take any more of her sobs. The palm of his hand rubbed slow circles over the expanse of her small back as he held her against him tightly. “Sweetheart.”

You could see where this was going, but you wanted to try one last time, “Baby, it’ll be just like preschool! You loved preschool! And you’ll even have a short day today. Mommy and Daddy will drop you off and then pick you up so soon.”

“Noooo,” she sobbed again, curling herself up in Steve’s lap, the fabric of his shirt balled up in her tiny fists as tightly as she could manage.

Looking up at you again from where he sat on the couch, Steve gave you that pleading look you knew all too well. The same look Claire had given you before the tears started. Letting out a loud sigh, you nodded and crouched down to be level with your daughter, placing your hand near Steve’s on her back. Steve sighed, too, but in relief as he murmured, “Okay, okay, love bug. We don’t have to go today. It’s okay. Shh shh shh.”

She let out another hiccup of a sob, but nodded, still clinging to Steve’s shirt tightly, as if the two of you might still change your minds. You rubbed your hand along her arm gently, “It’s okay, sweetheart. Take a deep breath.”

Steve took in a deep breath, exaggerating the rise of his stomach so she could feel it and do it with him. It took a few deep breaths before she was doing it too, but she was finally calming down a bit. Smoothing his hand over her hair, he whispered, “There you go, love bug. You’re okay. We’ll stay home today, yeah? But you’re gonna have to go tomorrow, okay?

“O-okay,” Claire nodded, hiccuping again as she wiped her face into the shoulder of Steve’s shirt.

Gently, Steve took his little girl’s face into his hands, rubbing the pad of his thumb over her wet cheeks to wipe away the tears. He pulled her in, pressing his lips to her forehead in a long kiss that he hoped conveyed just how much he loved her. When he pulled back, he tucked a loose lock of her hair behind her ear, nudging the tip of his nose into her tiny one, “‘S okay, sweetheart. Come here.” He pulled her into a proper hug, rubbing her back again softly as her arms wrapped around his neck. “You okay, bug? Breaking Daddy’s heart, baby.”

[kryptonitejelly]

drunk!aaron who has shots deliberately sent to him, glass after glass, by Derek and Rossi in attempt to loosen him up- who then shamelessly hits on you…even tho ur already together

You encourage him to drink, insist in fact, because he rarely gets the chance to loosen up. You convince him by telling him you’ll be his care taker and designated driver for night (and you sip on a combination of sodas and sparkling water for the night), and also by telling him that he should spend as much of Derek and Rossi’s money as possible (mostly Rossi - because he buys the good stuff).

He isn’t a lightweight, but he has had a lot, and it makes him super smiley. You leave him in the good hands of the team, and dash off to the bathroom, because you have had a lot of soda tonight.

When you come back and slide back into your seat, he immediately gets serious for a moment - but you have no idea why. You want to ask, but Em distracts you for a moment. When you turn back to find out, you find him close to you, one arm on the back of your chair, the other propping his chin up.

“You are very pretty” he tells you very seriously and it makes you 💓🤨, and he then proceeds to ask “can I take you out on a date”. You hear Pen and JJ, both tipsy, eavesdropping and giggling their assess off at this point.

You tell him that you are taken, and watch as his face falls for a moment, and he backs off immediately, because drunk or not, he is the good guy. You let him withdraw for a moment before grabbing his face and planting a kiss on his lips, not caring who has seen because they are all buzzed out of their minds anyway, and giggling. He is shocked, but good shocked, and you tell him “taken by you, you silly man”.

He gets all :D :D :D and giddy with happiness, but then grabs your hand putting it to his face with a >:(( and asks you very seriously “if you are mine, why haven’t i put a ring on you yet”. Obviously you just MELT 🫠

What you don’t know (and he doesn’t remember in that moment because he is a silly man) is he has a ring, that he keeps hidden away in his go bag, has had it forever, and he is just waiting for that perfect time to propose to you.

[soleilnomoon]

Hello there, hope you're doing well!

If you're still taking requests outside of your current event, I'd like some headcanons or even a small drabble. Feel free to do anything

Basically: How Law handles being together with a strawhat s/o that can...hold herself in fights?? Someone who stands in the same ground as the worst gen and can beat his ass at any given moment :kek: would be funny if they're Luffy's older sister

Ramble starting here: reason for this is so Law can't really tell her what to do for her "safety." We've seen him leave his entire crew to protect them and caring someone who's not his subordinate makes the game different

Law knows the strawhats attract some crazy shit, he knows she's more likely to be protecting him. The fact that she's still loyal to her brother and willingly throws herself into danger is aiduJDHS frustrating. But at the same time, they're stronger and all he can do is wish they don't disappear one day

Fuck this is long..but anyway lmk if you don't want it and I'll request from your event

hi <3 i am doing good, i hope you're doing good too! i like the idea of someone being much stronger than law and him just... not being able to deal with it for obvious reasons 🥺️😭💓took a lil creative liberty with some things, but i like it; i hope you enjoy!

881 words, fem reader, sfw (slightly suggestive, nothing major), tiny bit of angst, tiny bit of fluff (just pretend), 18+, mdni; a lil scenario/drabble featuring our favorite, emotionally constipated pirate <3 alcohol mention, a lil bit of teasing on reader's part but that's just how it is. luffy makes a brief appearance.

in your most humble opinion, it can’t be considered arrogance if you really are strong and know it; it’s also not arrogant of you to boldly declare that you can handle the fleet of warships that loiter around the sunny while the others prepare the ship for escape; and, lastly, it’s truly not arrogant of you to leap into dangerous situations without assessing for possible outcomes.

what you consider to be perfectly normal and acceptable behavior, law sees as irresponsible, irredeemable, and foolish.

to put it plainly, you agitate him to no end.

as someone who prides himself on making sure that the choices he makes do not wholly impact those he cares about, he finds it jarring to see that you don’t necessarily think the same way as he does. you’re not quite as reckless or as simple-minded as your rambunctious captain — who, to law’s horror, also happens to be your younger brother — nor are you as cut-throat as the swordsman who serves as the vice-captain of your crew, but you’re right up there with them.

three idiots who don’t care how things are done as long as the outcome is favorable.

on the surface you don’t look like you’d have the same monstrous strength as luffy — but you do. not because of any devil fruit, but because that’s just how you’re built. you were both born to be free — wild, even — scaling and navigating the depths of dangerous jungles as children. law understands the level of savagery that you needed to cultivate to survive; the only difference is his survival was contingent on enacting revenge, and yours wasn’t.

everything about you should annoy him greatly; your laugh, your outlook on life, your impulsiveness, your ability to make him forget that he’s supposed to dislike you. it bothers him that you get along with his crew without even trying — they love your quirky humor and that you disrupt law’s peace in a way that they could never. shachi and penguin nudge bepo repeatedly, snickering loudly, while the latter does his best to ignore just how funny it is that law keeps fuming in your presence.

it’s only after law shoots them a sharp look that they shut up immediately and walk away.

“funny bunch,” you say absently, a knowing smile on your face as you proceed to be the worst nuisance the universe could ever send him.

at a certain point, after seeing your interactions with the hearts pirate captain, where it’s painfully obvious that you belong more with them than you’ve ever belonged with the straw hats, luffy suggests you tag along with law.

there’s strength in numbers, he says sagely, in between bites of food; your laugh is soft, but genuine and you doubt your younger brother even realizes what he’s said to you. there aren’t any tearful goodbyes on your part, and luffy decides on holding a large celebration in your honor — that law finds absolutely unnecessary, but begrudgingly attends — where you drink until your face flushes for the duration of the night.

on board the polar tang, you ask law a lot of pointless questions, sit way too close to him; your curiosity is unparalleled, unrestrained, chaotic, especially when you do things like stray from the plans he’s carefully laid out, or jump onto an enemy ship without even thinking twice.

that level of recklessness — what you call fearless — will get you killed; he knows that all too well, has seen what happens when someone dares to fly too close to the sun; someday someone will clip your wings and halt all of your madness.

so, why is it that he’s found himself much more at ease the more you’re around; why are you the rare exception to his rule — where he vehemently refuses to let anyone else inside his heart, the fear of losing them much greater than any hope he has of keeping them — and why does he find himself constantly looking out for you, where he ensures that there is no plan that doesn’t guarantee your safety.

you get in the habit of telling him time and time again — mostly late at night while the others are sound asleep, in between soft, playful kisses that you press against his knuckles, cheeks, and lips; ones he pretends he doesn’t like, despite reciprocating — that you’re fine, great, even. you don’t need protecting; and while law knows that, he hates that he can’t do that for you.

thankfully for him, you don’t throw it in his face; if anything, you’re just glad he’s alive, regardless of who protects who. you say as much when you openly hug him in front of your crew mates and enjoy how his cheeks flush lightly at the contact; when you hop on his lap randomly and steal bacon off of his plate in the morning; when your lips ghost along his jaw, making him forget whatever worries he has as he attempts to stay focused while reading.

he’s come to accept that you cannot be tamed, and you’ve come to accept that his pessimism isn’t wholly unwarranted, that you can stand to be a bit more careful, and that if you want law to live a long, fruitful life you should stop leaping into dangerous situations without thinking a little.

[moonjxsung]

came off anon to insert the photo (jic you're worried, idm if you post this ask publicly)

omg I know I said I'd send in the soft thoughts when I was functioning better cognitively (or enough to make it a little coherent) but I stumbled across this again for like 50th time:

And I had to put this out there:

imagine getting into an argument with boyfriend!Minho - yes you've argued before but they've always been really small, silly arguments. the kind that are easily solved with a small peck on the lips or a tight embrace. so, definitely not like this one.

boyfriend!Minho whose sat alone at the kitchen island since you've asked for some space to calm down and collect yourself.

boyfriend!Minho who realises that he was also in the wrong and that he should apologise. but he's worried that he might mess up.

boyfriend!Minho who frowns for a good moment before reaching for his phone and pulling up Google.

boyfriend!Minho whose immediate instinct is to write 'how do I say sorry to my cat' and read intently through the results as he mentally prepares to apologise to you.

boyfriend!Minho who gets startled when you ask from behind him (he doesn't know when you came in) "did you seriously just Google how to apologise to a cat?"

boyfriend!Minho whose ears turn red at getting caught as he turns to face you, and fumbles slightly over his words, "so what if I did?"

you're stood with your arms crossed over your chest, internally fighting the urge to laugh at what you've discovered, and you nod once, "well, let's hear it then."

boyfriend!Minho who suddenly does not know what to do, currently fighting back the urge to match your energy. but then boyfriend!Minho stands up to meet your gaze and apologises, "I'm sorry, y/n,"

boyfriend!Minho who takes your hand in his, testing the waters as he continues, "I should have been more understanding," he takes your nod as assurance and proceeds to pull you into a hug.

boyfriend!Minho who holds you so close and so tight whilst combing through your hair with his other hand. "I'm sorry," he'd mumble once more before pressing a kiss to your forehead and holding you there.

needless to say, you end up forgiving boyfriend!Minho but not without making sure to talk through the argument and each of your responses properly.

I like to believe that Minho is the sweetest dope ever and he would do this.

Okay, take care now x

-🦁

IM CRYINGGGGGG THIS IS SO MINHO 😭😭 I am a firm believer that he could take literally any scenario and make it so lighthearted it would be SO hard to stay angry at him because he always knows exactly what to say and how to backtrack from an argument ☹️ he’s also SUPER good at acknowledging when he’s in the wrong and he isn’t stubborn about apologizing for his wrongs- in FACT after the first time he breaks down his walls to apologize, it’s so natural for him to admit his shortcomings and vocalize how he’ll do better moving forward in your relationship ☹️ he’s so boyfriend coded and soooo understanding and loyal I need him so bad 😭😭 he really would be the sweetest dope ever thank you for this I love it so much oh my god ☹️🩷💖💝💓

[k-dokja]

❣️,💓,♒️ and 😎 for kim dokja please?

EMOJI MEME | 💓 How do they act when they realize they’re in love/have a crush?

Repress. Repress to the point where he cannot acknowledge it, no one can see it, and you most definitely are ignorant of it. Because if anything actualized his feeling for you, then he'd have to face the idea of opening up and allowing his vulnerability to show. That's... unwise. He won't stop being nice to you, of course. But he's a bit more distant even while he looks after you.

Dokja would try his best to not be in your general space. However, he will always look after you without letting you know about it. The idea is that if you don't know how much he cares about you, then you won't notice his feeling and begin to act weird around him too. His logic is very convoluted when it comes to the matter of heart and the entire company is in the middle of it all.

♒️ Do they end up checking to see if their signs are compatible? Or maybe do they do ‘love-tests’ (enter in your name and see if you’re meant for each other kind of thing)

Do you remember that one love compatibility thing they got after Paradise? Because much as he cringes at it, he's also a bit curious about how he would match up with you. Unfortunately, he never got a chance to do that with you but there's no saying he won't check out when he got the chance alone.

It's a waste of money but then again... he's rich, isn't he? He should spend some money on something indulgent—no, he shouldn't do it. What if the calculation says the two of you are incompatible? What then? No, it's silly... Unless? No, he won't do it. There are better things to spend money on, gears to buy, items to acquire, stats to raise, he can't waste money on something so trivia... Unless.

😎 How do they impress their s/o?

With audacity. He's not one to impress another unless he needs to put on a show for the constellations, actually. If anything, all he cares about in the moment of acting is getting the requirement to proceed with the next scenario. To you, he's more genuine, if only because of how much he knows and understands about you. He likes that you have no expectation for him to be anything but himself.

But he looks after you anyway, because that's how he cares for people. He's not good with words, not the ones that would penetrate the mind of someone complicated. He has no novel to explain to him how you think, he can only do his best by you and hope that's enough.

❣️ answered.

[yeonjunsbxtch]

Welcome to the Madhouse

CAUTION: EXPLICIT CONTENT

Welcome to my blog! Please do not go any further if you are a minor. I write smut, extreme angst and occasional fluff.

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Please do NOT repost, translate or copy any of my work. My writings come from the heart and they have have a special meaning to me. Reblogs are appreciated!

I do write about some pretty triggering topics. Warnings will be put at the top of each story. Proceed with caution anyways.

BE RESPECTFUL. I will not tolerate disrespect towards myself and others. This is a safe space for everyone and hate will not be tolerated.

And most importantly, my writings do not reflect any of the characters mentioned. It is fiction. FICTION.

About me

Hello! You can call me Jade. I do prefer to keep some of myself anonymous. I don’t really care about being known, I just want to create. My pronouns are she/her/they. I am an INFP so I am pretty introverted.

I’ve been a moa since pre debut and have followed txts journey since.

Fun fact, I am a shifter and a master manifester 🙊 check out my side blog shiftingforyeonjun for tips, success stories and more!

Right now, I only write for txt. I do want to write for other groups eventually but I barely have time to write for txt.

Most of my stories will be longer. Most of my smut will have a plot. I will occasionally do drabbles but expect most of my work to be 2k to 6k+.

If you want any hints at my upcoming fics, take a look at my profile theme 👀

Feel free to ask anything!

tomorrow x together - masterlist

tomorrow x together - mood boards

Spotify playlists - playlists that inspired my fics!! You’ll also get a sneak peak of what I am working on!

Writings in progress

Sick of you - Choi Beomgyu x Reader 6k+

Take It out on Me - Choi Yeonjun x Reader 2k+

Run To You - Choi Yeonjun x Reader 3k+

Pull Me Deep - Choi Soobin x Reader 6k+

Burn Me Down - Choi Yeonjun x Reader x Choi Soobin (full length story, word count not yet available)

I will provide updates on my progress with my stories just so that I don’t leave anyone hanging! I only post previews when I am half way done with the fic so that means the higher the word count, the longer the wait. I appreciate everyone’s patience ❤️

I do keep track of those who request to be tagged when I release a story. So don’t be afraid to ask to be tagged!

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[sunkissedchldrecon]

Hii , I'm here to participate in your y2k game💓

I like how your posts aren't hard to read and your pick a card topics are versatile instead of only focusing on love and I like your astroide selection. 💫

The question and song:

Hot in herre-Nelly - what do people find sexually attractive about me?

Have a good day 🥂

Thank you for the game 💐

hello! thank you for the feedback, as it helps me a ton! i feel as if i haven't done enough love readings, so it's nice to see that's actually appreciated lol

Cards: Page of Swords, Nine of Wands, Knight of Cups, Justice, Four of Cups

people could find your energy sexually attractive. you could be a very talktative person, or you have a way with words. you might be the type of person that can get people to agree to what you say or believe by just explaining it briefly. the way you assert yourself and your knowledge could make people feel attracted to you sexually. you could have a way of talking to people that makes them feel like you have a place of authority, but you're very careful with that power.

for example, if you had a debate with someone, and they gave incorrect information - you might be the person that gracefully tells them they're wrong and proceeds to give the right info. sometimes, people will get jaded and feel offended when that happens, but you have a way of making people actually fall for you when you do that! people may let their guard down with you because of the way you speak, and that may make them attracted to you sexually.

thank you for participating! feedback is appreciated, but not required <3

[lightlycareless]

🥰🌙💀💓🍽️ for naoya, naoaki & naohiko

Hello once more 😏 thank you for indulging my fantasies LMAO I'm glad you're liking these!! (or hope you do 😭)

🥰 - What pet names do their partner(s) use for them? How flustered do they get by them?

Naoya: lil shit, asshole, satan. Let's be real here lmao.

But in a sweeter note, Y/N would say something like husband, love, handsome, daddy. And if she wants to get a bit more serious (but still playful, I guess?) Chief/Captain, as a reference to his position in the hei, or something that reminds him of his power. In a better world, Y/N would be overtly sweet to him (even going as far as calling him silly things like dumpling or something), and Naoya would make fun of the nicknames or straight up reject them, but it's all really a defense mechanic for how flustered he gets by them lol. He really likes nicknames.

Naoaki: Considering how Y/N has called him weird once or twice, I think oddball would be one haha. From there, Naoaki doesn't really like nicknames, he prefers being called by his name :> something about his partner's voice calling him does something inside him, you know?

Naohiko: Hates them. He thinks they're stupid, until their partner discovers the right one... he likes things like my heart, my world, my soulmate. Things that make him feel the center of the universe hehe. Also, brat. There's a side of Naohiko y'all don't know about.

🌙 - What’s their sleep schedule like?

Naoya: Surprisingly, good. Naoya likes to take good care of his body—whenever it's permitted. However, it used to be terrible when he was younger, he'd spent hours and hours watching anime, until his relatives started complaining about him being too noisy at night. He can sleep anywhere, trained to do so I guess, but he prefers his home.

Naoaki: Could be better. Sometimes he sleeps many, many hours, sometimes he doesn't sleep at all. He sleeps better when he's outside the estate.

Naohiko: He goes to sleep and nobody can wake him up. Not even being sprayed with water so... good luck lol. He can sleep anywhere.

💀 - How do they feel about horror movies?

Naoya: If there's nothing more to watch, he'll indulge in it. But he really doesn't like it, not when he can see the real deal. (This is something I want to explore later hehe)

Naoaki: He likes them, he really likes all kind of movies so you won't hear him complain much.

Naohiko: Indifferent. He's a harsh critic. It's very rare he'll like something 😬 I wonder how he and Naoaki get along lol.

💓 - What are some signs they’ve fallen for someone? How do they show their affection?

For Naoya and Naoaki, I've already answered it over here :>

Naohiko: This man is like 100% tsundere, and such, his reaction will be appropriate of a tsundere lmao. He'd try to reject the idea of him liking someone, because he thinks nobody is like on his level, however... he's afraid of becoming vulnerable and hopes his words don't actually push their future s/o away.

The moment of realization would be when they catch themselves missing their presence, followed by worrying if they're ok and why they aren't present. He'd act as if he were disgusted by those thoughts, but when s/o is back, the way he feels relieved... yeah. He in love y'all.

From there he'll follow them around, take care of them, give them anonymous gifts, that kind of stuff :> He'll eventually grow comfortable enough to accept his feelings and the rest is history.

🍽️ - What’s their favorite food?

I'm still surprised the Zen'in apparently are vegetarians? Interesting... However, I think that some of the members are able to follow such diet inside the estate, outside is another story lol. Thus, we proceed.

Naoya: Miso soup. Simple, warm, good. It's not really the main part of the meal, but it's what he likes the most and always asks for like a second serving haha. He likes broth's in general, and the more he adds into it, the better.

Naoaki: He likes noodles in general, mainly because it was what he ate most of the time when out. He was fine with just vegetables, but when you add meat, oof, he goes wild. Ramen is his favorite.

Naohiko: He's very picky... just like he is in everything. He likes big meals, with the highest quality of ingredients and yet... his favorite food/snacks are onigiri's lol. He likes how he can just carry them everywhere, and they can be made of different fillings. He likes small snacks in general, like gyozas, takoyaki and so on.

[alastorswifee]

Get to know me!💓

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Okay so I saw some people make posts where they describe themselves so when asking other writers and blogs to pair them with a character, they can read about the asker in their post.

I’m also making this so when I request for characters and I want the reader to have a personality like mine, the writers can know what I’m like without me having to dm them or describe it in the ask.

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• I don’t share my real life name on the internet for privacy reasons but everyone calls me Angelk

• I’m 5’0 but if we’re doing something like the sonic universe then you can shrink down my size to what fits

• I’m a very calm and patient person no matter the situation but if things get out of hand I’ll try to calmly and politely solve it. If things still proceed to escalate I tend to get more strict and people say it sounds like a mother or teacher scolding children but hey it gets the job done

• I tend to play dumb a lot but it depends on the situation, I don’t want to seem completely clueless or stupid. I only play dumb to see what someone would tell me and depending on what they tell me I can figure out what kind of person they are

• I love reading books and poetry, I love the quiet since I’m prone to constant headaches. Romance and horror are my favorite genres, I love love. And horror movies are exactly what I love as well!

• speaking of headaches, alot of things can cause my headaches, my motion sickness, too bright of light(but it depends on the day), loud noises and if I’m hungry I get a headache

• i love dancing and singing, my family are dancers and singers so it’s no surprise when I fall into those categories

• I’m fond of any type of dance but I mostly stick to traditional, pole dancing and ballet. Tho if you catch me dancing it’s always my hips swaying more than anything

• and before anyone makes a sexual comment, pole dancing is a wonderful form of dance that I admire a lot, it takes a tremendous amount of strength, balance and trust in yourself to do it

• I’m extremely shy when it comes to singing and dancing tho AND my art, I’m aware I’m a good artist but I don’t like showing the world that, it’s almost like a hidden talent

• I love baking tho sweets aren’t my favorite thing so I bake for others

• I only like dark chocolate

• I would prefer pickles or crisps or maybe goldfish crackers

• it’s funny cause I can bake but not cook, it’s curse but I’m trying and learning to cook

• I have a dream to become a model or maybe open a cafe

• I tend to write stories or poems, sometimes songs based on my emotions and what’s happening in life

• hopeless romantic? That’s me aha

• I would be the type to want to slow dance with someone in the middle of the living room

• star gazing(tho I’ll fall asleep quickly cause I’m lame at staying awake late)

• doing skin care routines together with others if they agree that is

• my type are characters like..

Leonardo and Donatello(tmnt)

sonic, shadow and silver the hedgehog

kita, Sakusa and kuroo(haikyuu)

Akashi and Kagami(kuroko’s basketball)

Tomioka Giyuu and Sanemi Shinazugawa(demon slayer)

midoriya izuku(my hero academia)

• did I mention I love gems and jewels? Shiny things :O

• btw if someone gives me flowers, instant marriage.

• I’m a bit of a clean freak, I don’t like when a room is a mess or filthy in any way so I’m always cleaning. I make sure to have hand sanitizer or a cloth on me at all times. I’m not an overly clean freak, it depends on my environment

• I also care a lot about personal hygiene, I shower like twice a day and I do a lot of skin care.

• I tend to get worried about others and you’re thinking oh for their well being? Yes but also their hygiene lmfao

• I am a really sweet and caring person tho I tend to be too patient with people at times according to my boyfriend

• he’s right tho, I’m too nice to people who sometimes don’t deserve it

• but if someone needs confronting I’ll do so but in a mature manner

• I can tend to have an ego but not overly high, for example:

• “I mean I don’t blame them, I am really pretty”

• “I’m too pretty to die..”

• *looking into mirror and fixing hair* “huh what?”

• “just because it’s the end of the world doesn’t mean I can’t look gorg”

• “darling I’m not late I’m fashionably late, there’s a difference”

• I’m completely honest with people but if I need to lie to spare your feelings then I’ll do that or I’ll sugarcoat my honest thought

• people younger than me tend to see me as a big sister or mother figure from how I am

• I love calling others nicknames such as darling, sugar, sweetie, dear, babes, honey, sugarplum

• I love fashion and care a lot about my appearance, I tend to be a people pleaser too

• I love coffee and tea but tea is higher because it’s more calming and I love drinking it while reading or writing

• I tend to get stressed out alot cause I worry for alot of things and people even tho I shouldn’t be

• my hair is like my prized possession, it’s length..it’s reaching my bum now so it’s pretty long but I always take care of it and if anything happened to my hair I would get so mad

• makeup? I barely use any but that’s just me being lazy to actually put it on, I only use concealer cause my under eyes are horrid..goodness. Setting powder, eyeliner and eyelashes maybe lipgloss if I feel extra fancy- whoops sorry I got carried away

• favorite colours? Pink, yellow and green

• I LOVE flowers so much, I’m getting collarbone tattoos of flowers soon! My favorite flowers are sunflowers and chrysanthemums

• I HATE bugs tho with a passion and lizards, I just can’t be around them

• I would freeze up and slowly back away

• yk how everyone says fight or flight? No girly I’m freeze

• I’m afraid of thunderstorms, lightning and thunder are horrible good god

• I’m pretty calm during that time of the month but it’s mostly me whining from cramps and wanting pickles and mustard

• oh yeah I have an unhealthy love for mustard

• favorite foods? Potstickers, Salads(with dressing) and Fries

• favorite animal? Deer, turtles, jellyfish

• now I wouldn’t mind having a pet but at the same time apart of me doesn’t want them because they can make a mess at times and I don’t want fur or anything on my clothes so a fish sounds nice

• I can be flirty but that’s if I’m comfortable with you and we’re close friends, I’m also clingy but that’s if I’m REALLY fond of you

• I’m not a fan of smoking but I drink when it comes to some occasions, I’m a light weight unfortunately but I know when to stop. Tho if I had the chance to maybe get drunk I’d be a mess

• when I drink i away when I stand or walk so I have to constantly be sitting down, I’ll wanna dance a lot, I’ll be clingy with whoever is near me and I’ll be giggly

• let’s insert im with a character from that list I have from before…Sonic? Sure Sonic, it’ll go like:

• “Soniccc, babyyyy”

• “Sonic have I ever told you *giggle* that I have a huge crush on you? You’re like so handsome and amazing..” and just cling onto his arm

• lmfao why did I imagine boom!sonic

• I tend to understand how people are feeling just by looking at them, i need to vibe check people before I get to know them. If they give me a good vibe then they’re in the clear and if not then im not gonna be around them. According to everyone I know, all my feelings have been correct.

• I tend to have predictions from time to time, I either get a bad feeling about something or someone or I dream something happening and it happens irl

• it doesn’t always happen tho, only few things get predicted

• I tend to have paranormal experiences too and I tend to know when there’s another presence around which is interesting

• I believe in the paranormal based on my experiences but I’m not the stupid one to use a ouji board or do stupid rituals or taunt entities

• maybe that’s another reason for my love for horror movies

• also if someone is flirting with me, I play stupid at times or lowkey tease them about it

• “hm? What do you mean?”

• or

• “oh that’s sweet darling, so are you..”

• depends on my mood

• anyways

• is there anything else I should add?

• I randomly do stuff like lift my leg into the air or do the splits like for no reason..does that count as need to be known? Idk-

• i mean my scent- it’s Japanese cherry blossom perfume, everyone seem to love my scent so thought it was necessary

• I have a sucking addiction and before you all say something, I mean I have an addiction to wanting to suck on something like a lollipop or popsicle, like my mouth needs to be occupied sometimes but not all the time

• good god if I don’t wear my glasses I’m completely blind I’m telling you my eyesight is so horrible darling you wouldn’t believe

• I love this thing I told someone the other day and I’m gonna quote it

• friend: I need to take you on a roller coaster some day

Me: I dunno..it might ruin my hair

• sigh I’ll never get why I’m like this

• I love library trips but no one exactly wants to go with me so it’s always a solo trip

• I also love sleeping and taking naps, I tend to need them. I can’t stay up late tho so idk why I’m constantly tired

• I feel like I’ve been rambling for too long now..hm

• I think that’s all??

• thank you for patiently reading through this sweethearts! I hope this is helpful for if I ever put in a request or if you wanted to get to know me then I’m flattered you read this, we should totally talk in dms if you’re interested!