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[thechaoticdruid]

Indulging Curiosity

Astarion x F!Tav (Smut)

Plot: After a particularly gory fight, Astarion can't help but get hot and bothered seeing his favorite little druid all covered in blood. So he invites Tav to join him for an evening of pleasure. Tav begins to reflect on how sex wasn't exactly how she imagined.(This is basically a continuation of Firsts, but this time I decided to use the name Tav instead of Winnie for the reader's enjoyment. THIS CAN BE READ WITHOUT NEEDING TO READ FIRSTS)

Content/Warnings: MDNI. HEAVY Smut. PiV sex, anal sex, oral sex (female receiving), vaginal and anal fingering. Dom/sub, sub Tav, previously virgin Tav, Dom Astarion, light hair pulling, pillow talk, praise kink. Gore and action in the beginning. Galeshaming.

The road was long and treacherous. Tav and her companions had already faced many foes.  These gnolls were no different. It was pretty clear as the young druid slashed one of the beast’s heads clean off, watching it drop down and roll off into the dirt. The gnoll’s blood had completely coated her scimitars and even splattered onto her face and chest. Astarion swiftly slashed his rapier across one of the gnoll's throats before stabbing it right through its windpipe. As the gnoll dropped to the ground dead, Astarion looked back at Tav, eyeing her blood coated figure.  

Be still my undead heart.~

He licked his lips, mouth watering at the sight of his lover drenched in blood.  Tav glanced back at him as the others of their merry little group took a moment to catch their breath, the fight had taken quite a toll on the group. Tav’s eyes met Astarion's and immediately she recognized that look he was giving her. It was the same look he gave her the day they'd stormed the goblin camp, before the night of the tiefling party. She looked off to the side with a blush. Tav was no longer a virgin, but honestly despite the experience it felt as if nothing changed. She would still choke on her own tongue whenever he flirted with her. And gods why did her first time have to be so clumsy!?  

The memory of her screw up where she ended drinking the blood she brought for Astarion will probably forever stay burned into the back of her mind. Haunting her as she lies awake at night. 

Tav groaned with a frown kicking some small rocks across the dirt road with frustration as Astarion approached her.

“My, my, someone's made a mess of herself.” Astarion said, running a finger over Tav's cheek and collecting the stray blood that dribbled down. 

He immediately dipped his finger into his mouth to lick it clean. 

“If you start straight up licking me one of these days we are going to have a serious talk.” Tav rolled her eyes. 

“Oh no no no! I would never do that….Well not in front of the others anyway…” Astarion said, grinning cheekily.  “But if you're interested there are a couple of things I'd like to taste in private…” 

Tav felt a shiver go down her spine. 

“Like….Right now?” She asked, face turning bright red. 

“No pretty thing, not right this second. First we probably should convince the others to set up camp for the evening, then I'll steal you away and eat you right up.~” Astarion purred, eyes looking over the human female longingly. Tav couldn't help but squeeze her legs together. The way he said the last line made her ache between her thighs. 

“Okay…. I'll go talk to the others then.” She said, quickly walking away, face flushed as red as a tomato.  Tav scurried over to where the others were still gathering their bearings. Eyes glanced around the group as she considered her words carefully. Karlach and Lae'zel looked raring and ready to go while Wyll, Gale, and Shadowheart were more on the exhausted side.

“You know the sun will be setting soon and that last fight with the gnolls was a killer on my back. Think I might need to lie down and rest awhile.” Tav spoke up, her tone slightly uneasy. 

“There is still daylight. The more time we waste the greater our chances of being turned into disgusting ghaik become. And I would rather fall on my blade than transform into my enemy.” Lae'zel hissed out, snarling in Tav's face. The human female gulped, feeling a bit intimidated by the fearsome gith.

“B-But look at them!” She began pointing over at the others. “They’ll be massacred in this condition and then we'll never reach the creché at all!”

“They just need a quick breather, soldier. It's not that bad.” Karlach replied.

“Not that bad? Don't you hear Gale’s old wizard knees cracking!? He's about to collapse!” Tav exclaimed.

“What? I'm not that old.” Gale scoffed.

“Those creaky knees don't lie Gale!” The human druid crossed her arms. 

“I have heard Gale's knees cracking at the most inconvenient times.” Wyll added.

“Perhaps Tav is right, rest would probably do us good. Besides, we can always leave come first light tomorrow.” Shadowheart suggested.

Lae'zel sighed, “very well, but if one of us so much as shows any sign of change I am holding our ‘leader’ responsible.” The gith fighter growled out.

“I…..will accept full responsibility.” Tav gulped, nervously.

The things I do for vampire cock….

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After convincing the others to make camp for the evening, Tav participated in helping with the set up despite not having a tent to herself. The druid female was usually content sleeping under the stars (and if it rained she'd use her druidic magic to conjure up a thicket like shelter). However as she hunched over to pick up some firewood she noticed a certain red eyed elf watching her. His blood red orbs were glued to her backside. Tav bit her lip before hauling the wood over to the campfire Wyll had been able to start up before dropping the rest in.  It was then she returned the vampire's gaze.  He smiled at her seductively, long lashes giving her a wink before gesturing to her to come to him with a finger. 

Tav felt her heart race and her cheeks flush. She looked around at the others before scurrying off to follow Astarion as he walked off away from camp, leading her towards a cave at the edge of the river. Tav made sure to grab her bedroll and blankets as she trailed after him like a little lovesick puppy.  Before Astarion Tav had never known a lover's caress or as far as she was concerned not even a lustful glance. The druid was convinced she was homely and undesirable. 

She'd been told that all her life. The vampire spawn was the only one who'd ever made her feel wanted, but deep down she knew there was a catch.  There was something he wanted from her. She assumed it was the guarantee of a willing meal, but she wasn't completely sure. It pained her that their little fling would inevitably come to an end eventually. Astarion made her feel special.

Ashamed as was to admit it she found herself becoming smitten with him.  

Tav stepped into the cave, hearing the sound of water dripping down from somewhere. She walked over and noticed what looked like a hot spring off in the distance.  A pair of strong arms wrapped around her, causing her to squeak and drop her things. 

“Hells Astarion! You scared me!” Tav turned her head to see the grinning rogue. 

“I can't help it. I've been thinking about feasting on you since our last night together.” He chuckled, pressing his hips up against the druid's plump backside.  He was already shirtless as he pulled her against his bare chest, almost immediately going in for a kiss after she had turned her head back. 

“Mmmm!” Tav was a little taken back by his eagerness, but she instantly melted into him, eyes slowly closing as she kissed back. Their lips moved together in sync as Astarion cupped her breasts gently squeezing and kneading them.

Astarion eventually pulled back, leaving a slight string of saliva connecting their lips as Tav panted. Before she knew it the vampiric elf pushed her down into her discarded bedroll, he smirked at her playfully. 

“So sweet of you to bring blankets again darling. Though you'll probably need to wash them by the time we're done here.” He looked at her, licking his lips as his hands moved to pull her shirt over her head.  Tav swiftly discarded her bra once she was bare, letting the vampire spawn get a nice view of her large round breasts. Tav looked down shyly when she noticed him eyeing up her chest. A single clawed finger traced around her nipple, teasing it and making her shutter. 

“I'm not sure what you see in me. In my body….” Tav sighed a bit. 

“What's not to like? Especially when you have these.” Astarion playfully cupped her tits before leaning his head down to plant kisses on each of them. He swirled his tongue around one of her hardening nipples before wrapping his lips around it and sucking gently. 

“A-Ahh…. A-Astarion…” Tav moaned, as Astarion slowly moved to her opposite breast and repeated his actions as his hand moved to massage the other. Her breath hitched and her eyes followed him as he moved down, planting kisses over her plush protruding stomach and moving downwards. His fingers hooked onto the waistband of her trousers before he looked back up at her.

“May I?” Astarion asked before Tav quickly nodded in response. He pulled her pants down along with her boxer like underwear.

“Ahh…” Tav couldn't help but let out a lewd whimper as her elven lover ran a finger over her wet folds, coating the tip of his finger before licking it off slowly. 

“Mmm…. Delicious…” Astarion leaned down and ran his tongue over her clit, causing Tav to dig her nails into the bedding beneath them. He slowly and teasingly lapped over her cunt, eventually dipping his tongue inside. Tav closed her eyes and threw her head back.

“F-Fuck….” She gasped feeling his tongue slide in and out of her as he buried his head between her legs, his nose pressed against her clit. His hands cupped her ass cheeks as he lifted her up slightly, Her legs rested over his shoulders while the vampire spawn moaned into her cunt. Tav blushed darkly covering her face as she listened to the slick wet sound of his tongue plunging in and out of her.  The feeling was an indescribable pure bliss. Something she honestly had never expected to feel.

“Astarion….N-Ngh!” Tav cried out, feeling his fingers move up to play with her clit as he continued to eat her out.  Eventually he pulled back as he felt her flutter around him. He let out a breathy sigh, salvia connected his tongue to her cunt momentarily before he pulled away from her fully. 

“Astarion!” She whined, the sudden emptiness causing discomfort. 

“Turn over, my pet.” Astarion simply ordered as he gestured to her with his fingers.  Tav sighed and did as he asked without further complaint.

“Good girl. You're such an obedient little thing.” He purred, running a hand over the curve of her ass before giving it a slight pat. Tav bit her lip, this position for some reason made her groin tingle in excitement.  Astarion slid two fingers into her pussy from behind as his free hand rubbed over the growing bulge in his trousers. He huffed a bit, red eyes dazed with lust as he gazed down at her dripping womanhood. He thrusted them in and out a couple of times, eliciting some delectable little whimpers from his human lover before he dropped his pants. His cock was rock hard as precum dripped down from the tip. He pulled his fingers out and sucked them clean, moaning softly at her taste before he lined himself up with her pussy and pushed into her from behind. 

Tav arched her back and cried out pushing her ass back up against him almost instinctively. 

He gave her ass a slight smack before grabbing her hips and slowly starting to thrust. Tav was a moaning whimpering mess as his hips slapped against her ass, cock pushing in deeper, stretching and pounding her soaking wet cunt.

“Oh look at you.” Astarion clicked his tongue, “our strong fearless leader...Mmm…Completely powerless under my touch.” Astarion said in between moans as he shifts over her back, pinning her down underneath him as he continues to rut against her ass, his cock pushing even further into her pussy, the head pressing up against a particularly sensitive spot.

“Tell me pet, do you like being at my mercy, hm?  Ahh….~” Astarion moaned a little noisier than before, feeling Tav clenching tightly around his cock. “Mm! I'll take that as a yes.” He let out a pleasured sigh, snaking his hands underneath the human female to grope and squeeze her breasts all the while continuing to pump himself into her.

“Astarion…I-I feel it…” Tav gasped, repeatedly pushing her ass back against his hips. “I'm about to….A-Ahh!”  Tav suddenly came with a cry, coating his length in her juices.  Astarion smirked and kept up his thrusts. 

“Naughty girl, I never said you could finish before me.” He suddenly began to increase his speed and force, ramming himself in and out of her innards. Her rear end turned light pink from his hips, constantly slapping against it. It took a while longer but eventually she heard him let out a rather delectable sounding grunt before spilling his hot, sticky seed inside her. Astarion huffed, tongue peaking out of his mouth slightly as he panted before slowly collapsing onto Tav’s back.

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The two had made good use of the nearby spring in order to clean themselves off before curling up together back on the blankets and bedroll. The night was still young the two of them were afforded a brief reprieve before continuing their indulgence of one another. Tav laid beside Astarion. Her eyes glanced over his perfect flawless form. She wondered what it would be like to pepper kisses all over him, but she felt too nervous. Far too timid to make the move herself. 

She smiled to herself a hint of a blush spreading across her cheeks as she thought over the possibilities of what else might occur tonight. 

The position of their last little tumble had put some rather intriguing ideas into her mind. It reminded her quite a bit of the ridiculous erotic novels she'd found….definitely not stolen laying around in Sharess's Caress. She had become rather fond of one whose main characters were a high elf lord and a young half-elf man. 

Tav found herself picturing herself and Astarion in one of the positions from the book and bit her lip a bit before shyly nuzzling her face into his chest. 

Astarion who'd been resting his eyes suddenly looked down feeling a slight weight against his right breast.  

“Something on your mind, dear?” Astarion smiled down at her tucking some stray hairs behind her rounded ears. He traced a finger over them playfully. The elf always found human ears rather strange in a cute sort of way. 

“Just…Thinking…” Tav said shyly before suddenly her chin was gripped gently and she was turned to look up at her cheeky vampire lover. 

“About….?” Astarion had an air of mischief in his eyes as he looked down at her expectantly. 

“I never thought it was like this, if I'm honest. S-Sex…I mean….” She clarified, “a friend of mine had once told me men only care about their own pleasure.”

“And how many men exactly has this friend been with?” Astarion asked with a raised eyebrow. He almost sounded a bit offended.

“One I think…She only ever talked about one guy she'd been with.” Tav shrugged.

“And you believed her? You are so adorably naive, you know?” Astarion tapped her nose, causing Tav to pout.

“I didn't feel like I could ask anyone else. She was my best friend.” She explained, “but I suppose you are right. She also said it hurts a lot, but you've haven't hurt me yet.” Tav smiled a bit.

“Why did you agree to sleep with me if you believed that?” Astarion asked in complete confusion. He was beginning to wonder just exactly what kind of man Tav’s friend was involved with. 

“I…I'm not entirely sure…I know it's true we could die any day, but honestly I don't know if that's really the reason I agreed.” Tav chuckled a bit and sat up. “Perhaps deep down…I just wanted you more than anything at the time…” She murmured.

“Well of course, who wouldn't want their first time to be with someone as beautiful as I?” Astarion ran a hand through his hair, playing with one of the ivory curls. 

“You are very pretty I won't lie, but a pretty face will only get you so far.” Tav hummed and relaxed nuzzling her nose back against his chest.  

“I don't think I would have agreed if you didn't have such an entertaining personality.” 

“Entertaining? And how exactly do I entertain you?” Astarion asked.

“You make me laugh.” She said simply, “you're  sassy, witty and so very dangerous. It's exciting.” Tav’s tone was honest. There was no seductive flirtations, just pure sweet admiration.

“Keep the flattery up and I might not be able to stop myself from devouring you whole.” Astarion teased before grabbing her chin and planting a hungry kiss on the human’s lips. Tav blushed a bit, her heartbeat racing as she returned it. Astarion pulled back, continuing to stare into her eyes as he caressed her cheek with a clawed index finger. “You've been a very good girl so I'll let you decide what happens next.~”

“Uh…I…” Tav turned bright red, she knew what she wanted, but the idea of asking made her rather nervous. 

“Come on, tell me what you want my sweet.~ I won't bite…. Unless you want me too.~” 

Tav wasn't sure why she felt so embarrassed about it. It was no secret Astarion had been with other men as well as women so this wouldn't be something he'd be disgusted by, but the act itself felt so taboo to speak about.

“Well…You know the thing you do with other men…?” She mumbled out, her ears as well as her cheeks were burning with embarrassment. Astarion rose an eyebrow as a mischievous smirk spread across his face. 

“Sorry darling, I didn't quite catch that. What is it you want me to do?” He asked, that infuriating smug look not wavering for a second.

“T-The thing you do with men.” She said a little louder. 

“My sweet, I have done a lot of things with a lot of men. You'll have to be more specific.” He teasingly ran a finger over her chest. 

Tav internally screamed. She could tell he was just fucking with her at this point. 

“I….I want you…to…put it in my ass…” She mumbled under her breath.

“Hmm? What was that, pet?”  Astarion kept taunting her with his knowing grin.

“I want you to fuck me in the ass!” She suddenly snapped. 

“Oh! Well, why didn't you just say so?” Astarion chuckled a bit at the end. Tav glared at him with a pout. “Oh sweetie, I'm only teasing. Besides you look so delicious when you blush.” He said before quickly flicking his tongue over her ear, causing a shiver to go down her spine as she let out a shutter. 

“I am a little surprised. Most women don't really care for this sort of thing…” He said tracing a finger around her hardening nipple, “but I'd be delighted to indulge your curiosity.” 

“Okay…”Tav nodded with a sigh of relief. 

“Now, on your belly.” He ordered. Tav slowly shifted off of him before turning to lay on her stomach. Astarion sat up before running his hand over her plump ass, giving it a slight squeeze before he moved behind her.  She heard him muttered something under his breath before suddenly his fingers were slick with grease.

Astarion spread her hole open with his clean hand before slowly sliding his index finger into her. Tav let out a noisy gasp, feeling a slight burn from his his digit pushing through her sphincter. 

“Are you alright?” He asked softly, slowly pumping his finger in and out.

“Mmm…Mhm..” Tav nodded, feeling him begin to move his finger faster. The sweet sound of her moans and the feeling of her quite literally wrapped around his finger was enough to make his cock twitch. He moved his free hand down to stoke it a bit as he pushed his finger knuckle deep inside her.

“Ooh…” She shivered before suddenly feeling him add a second digit into her ass, pumping them both in and out as he groped his hardening length.  Eventually the elf removed his fingers before greasing up his length. 

“Are you ready then?” 

“Yes…” Tav huffed and glanced back at the vampire as he lined himself up with her hole. He slowly and carefully pushed his cock up her ass. 

“O-Oh g-gods!” Tav cried out, nails digging into the blankets as he stretched her. Astarion grunted slowly bottoming out into her ass as his hands gripped her cheeks. 

“Nghh…” Astarion bit his lip, a pleased smirk threatening to form. “Mmm…How is that, love?” 

“Ahh….It's good…Oh fuck….” Tav moaned out, her eyes rolled back into her head as she felt Astarion roll his hips against her ass. 

“Excellent.” He huffed before positioning himself on top of her back, slowly sliding himself in and out. Tav pushed herself back against him as he soon began to increase his speed, balls slapping against her pussy from behind.  

Tav continued to cry out, the sensation was a strange mix of discomfort and pleasure which just increased each time he pushed in deeper. Astarion slid one of his arms underneath her chest, almost immediately toying with one of her tits.  With his free hand he gently grasped her hair, hips smacking against her ass cheeks with a satisfying clap that echoed throughout the cave. 

“Star…. Astarion….Ahh…” Tav groaned feeling the vampire spawn press his lips to her neck.

“Yes, keep going love. You're cries sound so sweet.” He said, running his tongue along her neck before gently nibbling and sucking on it.

Tav grunted and whined, pushing back against him, trying to match his pace as he pounded her ass. Astarion eventually pulled away from her neck, leaving a bright red hickey on it before he pulled Tav's hair, making her look at him.

“Kiss me, my pet.” He commanded. Tav quickly turned her head pressed her lips to his, her tongue sliding across his bottom lip before being greeted with his. Astarion shoved his tongue into her mouth eagerly. “Mmmmm…” 

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The next morning Lae’zel woke the group up bright and early. She was very eager to get on the road and search for any sign of her kin. Karlach and the others all began to take down their tents and pack away their things before Wyll took notice of Astarion’s tent still standing up.

“Has anyone seen Astarion or Tav?” He asked aloud.

“Gods, I hope he hasn't finally gone and drained her dry.” Gale said aloud.

“Oh I doubt that. It's more likely she drained him.” Shadowheart chimed in. The others looked at her in confusion before she guestured towards a path away from camp. 

Astarion walked up with a pleased smirk on his face. He was positively glowing. Meanwhile Tav limped behind him, hair messy, red marks on her neck as she let out a yawn. 

“Good..*yawn*... Morning everyone.” She rubbed her eyes before moving over towards Astarion’s stool and taking a seat. She yelped before quickly standing up, gently rubbing her bottom.

“Rough night soldier?” Karlach asked with a smirk.

“I..uh…Sorta…” Tav looked down at her feet. 

“Good gods Astarion, what did you do to her!?” Gale looked over at Astarion with suspicion.

“Nothing she didn't enjoy immensely.” Astarion smirked before glancing down at his nails. 

END

#bg3 #baldurs gate 3 #astarion ancunin #astarion bg3 #astarion x tav #astarion my beloved #bg3 tav #astarion x reader #astarion romance #astarion #Gale Dekarios #astarion smut #shadowheart #lae'zel #Wyll Ravengard #Karlach Cliffgate #astarion x female tav #astarion x female reader #druid tav #human tav #bg3 x reader #bg3 x tav #astarion x chubby tav #astarion x chubby reader

[seravphs]

daylight

gojo x fem reader 

extra in cruel summer universe 

“Come on, up,” Gojo says, holding his arms out to you. 

Your head lolls on your neck, your thoughts feeling syrupy and incoherent. Where had you been? A field of flowers, a spring breeze in your hair. The flash of Utahime’s face before the incident. It had been a pleasant dream. Summer naps tended to skew towards kindness, nothing like the teeth and dagger of winter. 

You loop your arms around his neck and let him pick you up as easily as if you weighed nothing, settling against him with your head on his shoulder. He huffs a laugh, pressing the barest kiss to your temple as he hugs you close. Eyes closed, the sensation of movement doesn’t escape you as he carries you through the hallways. 

“Feeling sleepy?” 

You hum a non-answer against his neck, feeling him squirm at that. It’s not that you’re still tired. You’ve slept long enough. What you’re craving is the sweetness of your fantasy, the world in which none of your friends had suffered. Pleasant, simple times. 

What did people say? That hard times made great men? You wish no one who belonged to you would ever suffer greatness, but it’s too late for idle fairytales to save you. 

“This my shirt? Thief,” Gojo says, tugging lightly at the tee you’re wearing. 

“It’s the most comfortable thing I own,” you reply, breaking away from the fragile shell of happiness now. The more he talks, the more it burns through the fog, anchoring you to the present. 

“Most comfortable thing I own,” he corrects. 

“Getou lets Shoko borrow his clothes all the time,” you whine. 

“I didn’t say you couldn’t,” Gojo says. You’re being pulled away from him now, passed to someone else. Getou scoops you up, relieving Gojo of his duties so he can help set up in the kitchen. Utahime demanded it, catching on quick to the way he never helped out. 

“Fighting again?” Getou clicks his tongue at you disapprovingly. 

“What’s new?” Nanami says dryly from the couch, where he’s trying to convince Shoko to give up smoking by showing her pictures of blackened lungs. By contrast, this only delights her. He’s gotten pulled into a game of helping her identify diseases unwillingly, but can’t manage to extricate himself. 

There’s a noise from the doorway, then Yaga staggers in, an excess of shopping bags in either hand. A carton of ice cream each, your favorite flavors all present. 

It’s so easy to forget how short and brutal your insect lives are in moments like these. Utahime calls from the kitchen, her eyes sparkling. She hasn’t lifted a finger today, simply supervising as Gojo sets out the bowls and spoons. Haibara whines about the lack of sprinkles because Yaga forgot until Nanami allows him to dip into his personal stash. 

Tired of carrying you around like a clingy koala, Getou sets you on the counter, where you watch your friends from above like some omniscient god. They sit on the floor despite Yaga’s despairing cries that you own chairs for a reason, forming a huddled circle like children again. Your feet dangle in the air, Gojo turning to tug on your ankle for your attention. 

Jujutsu sorcerers don’t have gods. Your lives tend to beat the belief in something greater out of you. How could any divine being watch over you and let you suffer so? 

Still, something stirs in your brain, an ancient will. A prayer unspoken, the desire that these moments last forever. 

Gojo laughs, high and boyish until his voice cracks.

#sera writes #gojo satoru x reader #gojou satoru x reader #jjk x reader #gojo fluff #gojou fluff #jjk fluff

[elvensorceress]

fuck it friday 😘

Hello lovelies, I know it's been a while and a lot of you have tagged me in fun things so I want to return the favor and I'm hoping to be around more now. I've also been trying really hard to finish up Unless. So, here. Have a snippet 😄

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The whimper is louder and whinier this time. “I need you, too. I— Do you really— do you really want to have sex with me? Like, that’s actually a thing we could do? You’d be happy and okay to do that? Because Eddie. Eddie, I want you. God, I want you. But— but only if you really, seriously want that with me. Do you want— do you honestly literally seriously really really want to have sex with me?”

Eddie huffs a laugh. But considering— everything, it’s valid. Maybe it is that shocking and strange. The idea that Eddie could actually want sex. But it doesn’t feel wrong here. It’s not wrong here. They aren’t avoiding anything or trying desperately to fix something after it’s been shattered beyond repair. Buck isn’t pressuring him or demanding or even asking. It wouldn’t be out of an expectation or perceived requirement. It’s not for any reason but because they want to. Because they’re in love. And Eddie wants everything they could be to each other. 

He wants sex to be a good thing. Or at least a pleasant thing that doesn’t make him stupidly panic. He wants the intimacy of it, the affection and connection. Where they ignite heat and share pleasure because there’s something special and massive and sacred held between them. Letting his guard down, losing control, being that close to someone emotionally and physically, it’s okay if it’s with Buck. They’re already bonded and tethered and promised to each other. 

“Yes,” Eddie says softly, sweetly but firmly as he rubs Buck’s chest and runs his thumb along the hollow of Buck’s throat. “I want to be with you. I want to have that with you. I want you to—” He can do it. He can say it. He wants so badly. He lightly brushes a kiss over Buck’s lips and it might be Eddie’s new favorite way to kiss him because it inevitably makes Buck surge forward and respond by kissing him more. Before he can do that, Eddie follows the hint of a kiss with, “I want to make love with you.” 

Buck makes another wrecked sound and kisses him again, hard and deep, something pervasive, all-encompassing that Eddie could immerse himself in forever. Especially since Buck thrusts forward and it rubs a very noticeably hard cock right against Eddie’s own, not exactly soft one. Fast, crushing, electric heat jolts through his body. And Eddie jerks and arches further into him, tightening his hold on him, and moaning suddenly as he grinds himself on Buck. 

Buck is hard again. Not that Eddie is surprised. Of course Buck is ready and eager even after his solo session in the shower. But God, Eddie can feel him.

Eddie’s allowed to feel him. He can acknowledge that he feels Buck hard against him. He’s allowed to feel the same.

It leaves him aching and burning and simmering but held on the surface instead of submerged in the warmth. He needs this warmth. He needs Buck’s radiant daylight. Eddie’s been etiolated and grown in the dark for too long. He needs oceans of water and whole summers of sun because Buck is both. Buck is everything. 

A strangled, sobbing noise comes from the crook of Eddie’s neck and shoulder. Buck grips him harder and pleads, “Eddie, Eddie, Eddie,” as quietly as he can while twitching and tensing like he’s trying to hold back but doesn’t actually want to. 

Eddie squirms and grips him, and swears there’s pulsing and throbbing from the hot bulge pressing between his legs where he’s spread his thighs and needed to hold Buck close. 

Is this what it’s like? Is this what wanting and enjoying is like? Because he’s not sure he’ll survive it if that’s true. Buck is so hard and so obviously big and having him intimately pressed against Eddie is so, so good. It’s so good. Why is it so good? How is it so good? Eddie can’t comprehend, can’t think anymore. It’s only aching heat pooling and flooding through his body. He could be swept away and drowned and he still wants it. He wants all of Buck. He wants to let go and give Buck every part of himself. Eddie doesn’t even know how it’s possible at this point just that it is. Just that he loves and trusts, and he wants more and more even if it’s reckless and he knows proof of how much Buck wants and needs, too. 

And fuck, Eddie wants to make him come. What if he could feel Buck come? What if he could make Buck feel that good? It would be good like that. To give because it’s not a demand or a responsibility or false proof. To give because Eddie wants to. 

Would Buck moan and tremble and turn all flushed and sweaty and sticky and wet? Would he beg and turn Eddie’s name to litanies of devout affection? Could Eddie love him that way? He wants to love him that way. Every way. 

He wants to feel love like this. He wants this to be about love. 

It still sounds so flimsy and childish. To think of love as the thing that might change the experience. How could it be real and not made-up, fairy tale bullshit? But like Frank told him. Love isn’t just ~love.~ It’s their whole partnership, their history together, how they turn to each other with the worst things, how they take care of each other, look out for each other, how they laugh and cry together, how they think the world of each other, how being together brings them both stability, balance, joy, happiness. 

Maybe sex has always meant love to Eddie. Unrestricted, unlimited, unconditional, unequivocal. Where there’s no question or reservation any longer. He doesn’t need to crush his feelings and shut them down. They can live securely, freely, safely between the two of them. 

Eddie leans back but presses his lower half forward, so the way he’s growing hard and hungry is right against where Buck is also hard. He makes a fist in Buck’s hair and grips around his shoulders so he’s kept close. 

Buck falls into him, clutches Eddie’s back and around his waist, follows like he always would even if Eddie were trapped in the depths of hell. Buck’s eyes are dark, dark deep blue and hazy, full of adoration and longing. 

Eddie squeezes the fistful of golden brown hair, not to hurt or even tug, but just because he needs. Just so he can possess this love, this desire, these feelings, this everything. His precious beloved partner. “Can you feel how much I want you,” Eddie whispers and their lips drag over each other, hot, wet, and sticky. “I want you so badly. I’ve never wanted anything but you.”

Buck sounds like he might sob and fall to pieces. But Eddie can hold him together. He tips Buck’s mouth up toward his and kisses him hard and deep, all love and desperation, stoking every fire he’s never been able to touch. But he can feel it now. There’s heat and comfort and the promise of peaceful, blissful, glowing satisfaction through their connection. 

“Eddie,” Buck whimpers again and it sounds like worship and prayer, need and devotion. He pants hard like there’s not enough air. 

There isn’t enough air. The thing that needs to be in lungs. The things that are vital and essential and make Eddie alive. There’s not enough of it. 

Buck looks dizzy and already wrecked and Eddie can’t wait to see him when they’re finally stripped bare and fitted together. He wants to know. He wants to have this. They should have this. 

#buddie #jenwyn wip #fic: unless you ask me to #911 #buddie wip #fuck it friday

[vainvenus]

⌲;꒰ Hypnotic ꒱ ⌲;꒰ Pt.2 ꒱

Pairing - Peacekeeper!Sejanus x Fem!Reader

Synopsis - You and Lucy Gray spend the day at the lake with Sejanus and Coriolanus as an apology for what happened the night before.

Includings - You don't have to read part one to read this!, Sejanus is still smitten (literally adores you), stripping to underwear, teasing/flirting, kisses, healthy!Snowbaird, everyone is so silly and happy, literally nothing but fluff, it's a little short

An - An apology as the Peeta fic I posted before this!

"Just what is taking them so long?" Lucy Gray huffed, leaning her back against the wall as she looked around the corner again but there was still no sight of the two.

You shrugged your shoulders, a small frown on your face. "Maybe they fluked on us?"

"Fluked on who?" A soft voice hummed and the two of you turned in the opposite direction to see the two boys dressed down much more casually than the uniforms they had to wear while off but still kind of on duty.

A smile broke your worried expression as Sejanus smiled down at you. You should have known there was no need for you to worry about him not showing up, he seemed more than elated to be back in your presence.

"Well it certainly took you boys long enough, c'mon were burning daylight!" Lucy Gray rolled her eyes playfully as the four of you started to walk. Lucy Gray told the two that it wouldn't be that far of a walk which was true if you were use to twelve which by now the two weren't.

You were walking through the grass, passing by Lucy Gray's favorite spot to come alone to sing when she needed to clear her head or just needed a bit of alone time. The grass was growing rapidly and fading in color, it was pretty even if it was noticeably dying out.

You smile down at the small wildlife that's growing, there's nothing special just a few yellow dandelions. You bend over, grabbing a few.

You grabbed one that wasn't fully in bloom, still in the form of a few clear seeds. You look over to Sejanus and hold it out to him.

"I haven't seen one of these in forever." He chuckled and your brows raised in slight surprise.

"Really?"

He nods. "Can't remember the last time I saw one at the Capitol. It's mostly tulips and roses there."

You hum in acknowledgement, pointing towards the small flower. "Well, blow and make a wish."

Sejanus softly blows at the dandelion, the seeds flowing through the windy air and he drops the stem to the ground. You glance up at him after watching a few float around.

"What'd ya' wish for?"

He sucks his teeth and gives you a frown of concern. "Sorry, I can't tell you."

You gasp, jaw dropping in fake offense. "Why not?"

"Wish rules. If you say it out loud it doesn't come true."

You giggle at his childish explanation for why he couldn't tell you. Something about the way he talks feels familiar as if he wasn't brought up the same as Coriolanus. It's comforting.

As the four of you start to grow closer to the lake your brows furrowed as a thought came to your mind;

"Doesn't y'all sneaking around with us go against your Peacekeeper code a little?" You asked Sejanus and he chuckled, shaking his head.

Even if it did, Sejanus would have took the risk just to see you one last time even if it was just a glimpse. He would take the chances no matter what consequence he would of had to face.

"We're not doing anything illegal." He shrugged, which was true. Partially. They weren't supposed to be this far out away from the district but what the others didn't know wouldn't hurt them.

"Plus, it'll boost our morale or whatever the commander says."

"Aw, hanging out with little ol' me boosts your morale?" You asked with a teasing smile and Sejanus's smile grew as he nodded his head.

"One hundred percent. I feel so much better already."

"You're just too sweet. Are you this charming to everyone you meet?" You questioned with a raised brow.

"Not everyone I've met has been as captivating as you." He answered, noticing how you tried to cover up your smile that had grew even more. His eyes glanced around the area as the four of you had finally arrived at the lake and Sejanus stared in awe for a moment.

It looked so peaceful, far out from the troubles of district twelve. It was also breathtakingly pretty, maybe because it has been untouched from any machinery, the trees allowed just the right amount of shade under them.

"Do you two come here a lot?" Coriolanus asked while Sejanus was enjoying the scenery while you started to set your bags down next to Lucy Gray's and you both nodded your head.

"Yeah, us and the other covey members. We come here on hot days to relax or just get away from twelve for a bit." You replied, slipping out of your shoes and Lucy Gray sighed happily, staring up at the sky as a few birds flew past. "It's perfect, ain't it?"

"It is." The two boys replied, softly staring at the both of you with small grins.

"Well we're not gonna have any fun just standin' around admiring!" Lucy Gray chimed, pulling her dress down and you giggled softly as you rushed to take off the tank top you had on.

Sejanus quickly looked the other way as the two of you stripped from your clothes and Coriolanus suddenly found the sky much more interesting and the two of you couldn't help but laugh at how much they were trying to be polite.

"You can look, sweetheart. S'not like my sets anything fancy." You giggled, tossing your clothes aside before you ran along the boardwalk and jumped into the water, resurfacing after a short while.

Lucy Gray had splashed next to you as she jumped in next, pushing her hair back from out of her face as she looked at the two boys who were standing there with slightly surprised expressions.

"Well? What're you waiting for? Cmon in, the waters jut fine!"

The two of them got rid of their clothes and shoes, tossing them next to your discarded ones as they ran down the boardwalk and jumped into the water.

The four of you laughed together, the sound being the cherry on top of the day for Sejanus. He could have listened to you laugh a thousand times and he swore he would never grow sick or it.

As you swam over to Sejanus, he couldn't help but note how cute you looked. Your eyelashes seemed more full from the amount of water splashed upon them, your face was ridden from any makeup and he now had a chance to see anything you would have deemed an 'imperfection'.

He loved it all, he didn't care.

Sejanus realized that it didn't really matter what you looked like, he would always stare at you like that. Like he was meeting you for the first time and it was his first time looking at you.

"What? Is there something on me?" You asked, patting and rubbing at the bare parts of your body even checking your hair for a moment but Sejanus smiled warmly and shakes his head.

"No it's not that, it's just.."

"Just what?"

"You're so beautiful." He finished and you shook your head, a nervous chuckle leaving your lips.

"You don't have to flatter me, Sejanus." You muttered, glancing away from the male yet his gaze stayed focused on you like you would have disappeared if he looked away.

"I'm not trying to, I'm just speaking my mind and the truth. Ma' didn't raise a liar." He replied and you looked over at him, tilting your head a bit.

"Ma?"

He nodded.

"You're different than Blondie, I knew it." You smiled as if upon the realization you were going to win a prize. "None of those fancy Captiol boys call their ma's ma."

He gave a small shrug. "Maybe because I'm not a fancy Captiol boy. I was born in the districts, district two. My family bought our way into the Captiol."

You nodded, that's why the way he spoke felt like home and why he didn't have the same edge and eerieness of most Peacekeepers.

"That makes much more sense." You hummed, swimming back towards him and leaning against his back, drawing small hearts on the back of his skin.

"I was wonderin' why you were so different from your little friend." You nodded towards Coriolanus who was counting how long Lucy Gray could hold her breath under water and you giggled.

"They're such an odd pair." You commented while moving to wrap your arms around Sejanus's neck and he hummed, nodding before looking back over at you.

"And what about us?"

You tilted your head, smiling softly. "What about us, hun?"

"Do you think we're an odd pair?"

You met his soft dark eyes and a wide smile spread across your lips as you leaned over his shoulder so that you could place a kiss on his cheek.

"I think we're odd but lucky for you, I like odd."

For those who wanted to be tagged: @iamforeverandalwaystired @inf4ntdeath @burnthoneydrops @fia1711 @iluvsejanusplinth

[scary-lasagna]

I just need some little hcs of Liu and Jeff as kids, if you have time. I see so many imagines of them as adults, and don't get me wrong,I love reading those as well, but I'd just like to know what they were like as kids before all that shit happened. Besides some of my personal hcs, I'd love to know some of yours as well. You are my favorite writer <3 Take care of yourself!

Here's a childhood memory fic and Jeff sleep talking in a shared room with Liu

I'm very honored to be your favorite writer!! <3

Jeff & Liu: The early years

Jeff and Liu's parents were away often on their business trips, one could also go as far as calling it neglect.

They were dropped off at their Aunt's house, and their grandparents, and their parent's friends, forever hopping houses every three or so weeks.

Not once did Jeff see their parents show any kind of affection toward each other, it was like they were in business partnership with the exception of making breakfast and dinner whenever they were home.

So Jeff and Liu were completely dependent on each other for affection, learning basic things, doing homework, and cleaning the house. Y'know things that parents should be doing.

They often cuddled up under blankets together with a movie during the night, and reminded each other their bed times, and after getting in bed getting in a heated discussion about their new favorite superhero vs a shark-bear.

They were very close growing up, but as the trauma set in from neglect and resentment toward their parents, they grew apart when their teenage years started.

But before then, they knew how to make their own fun.

Hitting tree's with sticks acting as swords, splashing in streams, accidentally causing trouble at a nearby gas station. No one really cared what they did except their Auntie Jermma who was very strict with them whenever she pried her eyes away from her cigarette box.

Some little adventures included befriending a dog and trying to feed it cheetos, learning how to make pizza at ages 6 and 7, breaking a vase and gluing it back together and their parents never found out.

But one time, they were out in the backwoods, so deep that the daylight turned to dusk with the amount of tree's overbearing them.

Liu said he saw something weird in between the trees, and Jeff said to go investigate.

Truth is, Jeff was scared it was a bear and didn't want to get any closer. Liu was too, matter of fact. He side shuffled to get a better look at the creature, and screamed bloody murder when he did get a glimpse at the demon.

Liu turned, tripped, and broke his ankle on a sneaky root behind him.

But when Jeff looked, there was nothing there, and Liu was a blabbering mess between recounting the terrifying creature he saw and the pain from his broken ankle.

Jeff tried his best to console him, but ended up giving him a piggy back home while he sobbed the whole way there.

Liu knows what he saw to this day, and he knows why Jeff didn't see it, too. Fate was set out from when they were just a young age, and it wasn't fair to have their destiny's played like puppets.

Jeff helped Liu the whole time his ankle was healing, mostly out of the good of his heart, and also because his parent's weren't around to want to take care of their injured child.

Once they were old enough, they were allowed to live alone while Mr. and Mrs. Woods left for trips. They cooked, cleaned, and turned on the porch light every night on their own.

And nights were lonely, and Jeff often climbed into Liu's bed crying, wondering why all of his friends at school had parent's at parent teacher conferences, and recitals, and field trips.

It was a burning jealously that made him weep.

#jeffery woods #jeff the killer #liu woods #sully woods #creepypasta headcanon #creepypasta imagines #creepypasta blog #creepypasta #creepypasta headcanons #platonic #familial love #brothers

[dee-angelb]

☆ Midnight Tea ☆

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Bakugou Katsuki X Midoriya Izuku

[One shot stories with different ships]

[Tags: Vampires | Midnight Stories | mental health/ issues | kind of found family | strangers to friends | bkdk established]

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Welcome to your sanctuary

Quiet streets and dark alleys, rain drops falling on to the sidewalk. No cars and no humans outside. The only light source is the moon, shining bright behind the clouds. Some broken streets lamps flicker, illuminating the front door of a shop in warm orange hues.

A big sign over the dark tinted glass door reads ‘Midnight Tea’.

On the door, another sign.

‘Open: 6pm – 9am’

And no, the owners didn't make a mistake. The shop is open the entire night, at a time when no one really walks the streets, a time when most people should sleep.

But this little sanctuary is a place where, at all odds, people do join and go to get their midnight tea and read books. This shop is a little tea shop library, the owners collected so many books, they wanted to share it with others, while serving tea.

A blonde man walks between shelves full of books, carrying a box with more books. He puts the heavy box down, without loosing his breath. Brushing off the dust on his trousers, he starts to unpack the books and put them up.

“Kacchan!” A distant voice calls out from the kitchen.

“Huh?`” The man answers, still concentrating on putting away the books.

“Did you see the box of new Tea herbs I bought?” The other shouts.

“Fuck. It's still upstairs!” The man shouts back.

A man with green hair and freckles emerges from the kitchen. He throws the other a side eye while drying his wet hands on his apron. As he walks towards the stairs, he scratches a black cats head, earning a soft purr. He stumps upstairs, where the two Tea shop owner live.

Some might ask, why do these young and really attractive men own a tea shop that opens throughout the night.

Well, this story is different.

There is no drama or a wild love story.

Why?

Because our main couple is already together and in love for over a thousand years now.

Bakugou Katsuki and Midoryia Izuku are stuck in time. How?

Well, they are vampires, shocking right?

Bloodthirsty, dangerous, monsters.

Well, they do drink blood, bought at the local hospital.

Dangerous? The only dangerous thing about them is their public display of affection.

Monsters? Who knows, what dark secrets they hide. But looking at their handsome, flawless faces, they look nothing like monsters. Maybe sinful demons, but not hideous or scary.

Although Izuku might tease Katsuki a lot about his scary aura and intimidating frowns.

The two love birds met when they were still human children running around the streets.

One got bitten by a vampire and the other followed immediately without thinking.

Promising each other to be together forever.

The black cat jumps from his sitting place to sneak up to Katsuki, who is still putting away the books. The cat purrs wanting some love.

Forever it is indeed. The two of them traveled the world, collected books. Made memories and witnessed history. Doing whatever they want, wherever they want. But all of this only at night.

The sun burns their skins, both carrying scars they got from stepping out in daylight.

They got used to it. A Thousand years were enough time to get used to your cold body and circumstances.

One thing Izuku always wanted, when they were still human, was to live a quiet life after an adventurous one. Growing old, seeing your loved ones grow with you.

He always liked to drink tea.

Vampires don't eat, but they drink. And one thing they can drink and enjoy the taste of, is tea.

All sort of teas.

Black tea.

Green tea.

Herbal Tea.

Fruit Tea.

Rooibos Tea.

Oolong Tea.

And so many different flavors.

But his favorite tea is the ones that get spilled while watching his customers talking and walking into their shop.

Shockingly, the two vampires chose the best place to open a midnight tea shop. The neighborhood his apparently cursed with youngsters suffering from insomnia.

Or just needing to do their studies and working throughout the night.

And what place would be more beautiful to spend time at than a cute, cozy tea shop library?

Izuku stumbles back down, in his arms multiple boxes of different tea flavors. He goes back into his tiny kitchen, putting on his tea kettles. Organizing everything for his guests. He already has the ingredients for their regular customers ready.

Two strong pale arms wrap around the green haired man's torso, hugging him from behind.

He giggles, throwing his head back. His green eyes soften, looking lovingly at his soulmate.

Katsuki bites Izuku’s cheek, getting more giggles out of the other.

Izuku turns around, putting his arms behind Katsuki’s head. They look at each other, ruby, and emerald meeting, sparkling with love and adoration for the other.

A thousand years and they are still in love like the first day.

The black cat followed the blonde, now running between the legs of the shop owners.

“Someone is hungry, I guess.” Izuku chuckles, scratching the cats head.

He is right. The cat is hungry. The cat wants attention. The cat watches everything, and knows everything.

“We are going to open in a bit.” Katsuki puts on his own apron, watching Izuku open cat food, for the black cat.

“Who do you think will come today?” Izuku cheekily asks.

“Eyebags.”

“Do you think Denki will come too then?” Izuku’s eyes sparkle mischievously.

“Nah, I think dunce face will sleep today. Didn't hear him whining about any schoolwork.” The blonde shrugs.

“Bummer…” Izuku pouts.

6pm is not late enough to be too dark outside. Instead of opening the doors wide, Katsuki just turns the opening sign, so customers will know they are open. Inside the interior is dark, The windows are tinted black, the ceiling is covered in fairy lights, giving an illusion of a star filled night sky.

They don't have wooden chairs, they have cozy armchairs with pillows. Nothing matches, everything looks antique and old, but still homey and warm. The floors have carpets and the books are sorted by genre. The tea menu is just a chalkboard where Izuku lovingly writes down the different teas and some cute doodles to cheer up the guests.

Some customers walk inside, enjoying a cup of tea, good music and a good book after a stressful day at work. Katsuki helps to find books for his guests, delivering them to their seats, while Izuku serves the tea and cleans up after them.

They are a team and work the best together.

The most guest arrive between 6pm and 9pm, all coming in after work and leaving to go home to sleep.

But sleep won't find everyone. Some struggle and wander the dark streets. Close to midnight the door opens again, a soft chime rings through the shop, signaling Izuku and Katsuki, that their regular arrived.

Shinsou Hitoshi.

A philosophy student interested in reading history books. He loves drinking chamomile tea, on rainy days he drinks jasmine tea and on stressful days he drinks hemp tea. Izuku knows that already. Sometimes he would get bold and drink black tea or some different fruit teas, but most of the time it's chamomile.

The smell and taste of chamomile reminds him of home. He suffers from insomnia, and as soon as the daylight fades he starts to think about his family, about his dads and his adoptive sister. About how they live on the other side of the country. About how much he misses them and their loud nature. He is homesick and alone.

One night, he couldn't sit any longer in his one-bedroom apartment. The walls were caging him, restricting his breathing. He needed to get out. So he walked the streets at midnight, kicking stones and breathing fresh air. That's when he saw the little neon sign, still shining with ‘OPEN’. He thought the owners forgot to turn the sign, but as he walked up he realized, the tea shop is open.

The first time he stepped inside, it felt like trespassing. He knows that shops and stores are open at night in the bigger cities, but he lives in the suburbs, no café or store is open in their neighborhood.

He walked inside and browsed the shelves full of books. The air warm and cozy. The light is not too bright, but bright enough to read.

“Can I help you?” Izuku smiles softly at the new customer. Hitoshi jumps back, surprised, he didn't hear him walking up to him.

“I'm just looking…” He mumbles. Izuku nods, and lets the other continue to look over the books.

Hitoshi stops at the aisle for history books. So many old books, full of history and memories. He picks up one book, looking over the cover and opining it. He is hit by the beautiful smell of old paper. A scent he loves.

“I can recommend reading this, after reading that one.” Katsuki suddenly stands next to Hitoshi, scaring him.

“What?” He looks at the blonde with wide eyes.

Katsuki smirks, pulling out another book and pointing with his other hand on the book Hitoshi is holding.

“The one you picked is good. I would recommend reading this here after that.” He points between the books.

“Can I borrow these?” Hitoshi tilts his head. Maybe they have some sort of library card?

Katsuki shakes his head.

“Nah. Sorry, but you can read it over there, and maybe you would like a cup of tea?” His eyes sparkle in the warm light. Hitoshi likes his soft, deep voice. Nodding, he heads toward the armchairs, sitting down on brown fluffy cushions. It's soft and warm.

It kind of feels like home.

Izuku walks up to him again.

“What would you like to drink?” He smiles.

Hitoshi ponders a little. He tries to read the menu from afar.

“Chamomile?” He asks.

Izuku nods and walks away.

Hitoshi drank two cups and read half the book until 2am.

He put in a reading break for his eyes. Sitting in the soft armchair and looking around the shop. He wasn't the only customer, some came and went already. Right now, he is basically alone. Katsuki is sorting through the books, while Izuku is cuddling a black cat, also reading a book.

Izuku notices the purple haired boy staring at him. He puts his book away, signaling that he is open if the other wants to start a conversation.

“Aren't you two too young to own a tea shop?” Hitoshi rasps out. Cringing, that he may have sounded too insensitive.

Izuku laughs.

“Nah. We're definitely older than you.” He winks.

“Oh.”

They sit in silence, watching Katsuki pick up one book after the other.

“Why are you open at night?” He finally asks.

“If we weren't open, where would you have gone to?” He cheekily responds.

“That's not really answering my question…”

“Well, at night the magic happens. We want people to enjoy the magic here.”

“What magic?”

“Anything you can imagine!” He giggles.

Hitoshi only nods, looking at Izuku like a madman. He sounds crazy, but the tea good, the place is good, and the books are good. So he won't care that the owner is crazy. It's also kind of charming.

He picks his book up to continue to read. It’s already 3am.

Izuku didn't get back to his book. Instead, he stands up and changes the soft violin music to some piano sounds. He skips a little, turning on one of the stand lamps next to Hitoshi, so it won't be too dark for him. He dims down the other lights, all while twirling through the shop.

Katsuki shakes his head, already anticipating what his lover will do.

Izuku grins and holds his hand out to Katsuki, requesting a dance.

Hitoshi blushes seeing the two looking lovingly at each other. He feels like he is invading their space.

“Don't worry, they always so this.” A feminine voice startles him. He turns his head, looking at a girl sitting in an armchair far in the corner. She is encased in a big blanked, next to her on the table five cups of tea.

“Oh?” Hitoshi turns back to the couple.

They dance slowly and sweet. Whispering to each other, sweets nothing's.

It reminds him of his dads.

But instead of homesick, he feels warm.

He comes back, like every night. Some nights he manages to sleep, but every time is insomnia messes up his sleep, he won't sit in his room waiting for sleep that won't come.

Instead, he walks down the dark streets until he sees the beautiful sign:

‘Midnight Tea’

Here he feels at home. Here he met people who suffer with him. Who understand him.

This shop is the shop where magic happens. Every night he spends there, he learns something new. Meets someone new. He never thought a small, cozy tea shop opened throughout the night would give him this much joy.

Izuku welcomes their regular with a big smile.

“Hey Toshi! Kacchan already but your book on the table! You want chamomile?” He smiles, guiding Hitoshi to his armchair. The purple haired boy nods, thanking him.

He looks around, searching if he sees another regular customer with wild blonde hair and expressive eyes. Not seeing him sitting at his usual place, he pouts a little. Not everyone spends every night at the shop.

Izuku makes Hitoshi’s tea and serves him.

As he was giving his lover a kiss in the cheeks, the door chimes, signaling another customer.

Knowing it isn't one of the regulars, he walks up to the front door.

Smiling big, he bows a little. His emerald green eyes sparkle with excitement.

“Welcome to Midnight Tea, how can I help you?”

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#bkdk #dkbk #bkdk fanfic #fanfic #mha fanfiction

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Series Title: Don't Let This Be the Last Time Book: Laws of Attraction MC: Fiona Lightwood Warnings: Teen and Up Words: 1858

“I’ll be off then,” Gabe said with a brisk nod towards Aislinn. Her reply blurred as he paced past her, turning away from the hospital. New York, at least, had the little sense to quiet itself as he raced towards the office. 

There was much to do now. He’d have to tell Sadie that somehow a masked gunman had broken into McGraw office, stolen crucial evidence, and made off into the night without even the smallest hint to look for him. Even worse, her favorite senior associate did something so him and so stupid that he’s lying in a hospital bed for it. 

Gabe could already imagine the look on her face. A cross between horror and grim acceptance both carefully hidden by a mask of alarmed concern. He tapped on the steering wheel, cursing underneath its breath at typical New York traffic. It would’ve been better to walk, the hospital hadn’t been too far away from the office. 

Not that he could change anything now, Gabe was already on the road. He hadn’t been thinking straight when he jumped in. Even now, with his head rested against the wheel, he wasn’t thinking straight. 

Fiona was bleeding and he’d left him in the hospital. Fiona was hurt and scared and definitely not okay and Gabe had just left him. Gabe didn’t want to see his infallible boyfriend vulnerable while knowing there wasn’t anything he could do to help. Half of him wanted to scream at Fiona. Half of him wanted to cradle him. And he knew if he’d stepped into that room, seen that tired smile Fiona would give him then all of him would want to cry. 

A lump formed in his throat. If he was going to cry anyway, then he should’ve just stayed. He shouldn’t have left. He should’ve stayed by his side. He should’ve held him close. He should’ve held his hand. He should’ve done more. 

A honk from the car behind forced Gabe out of his spiral. Gabe wasn’t thinking straight. Not that he ever could when it came to Fiona. It was too late to regret it. Firstly, he’d already made his choice, let it not be in vain. Secondly, Aislinn might suspect something if he’d suddenly turned back after rushing out. 

“Tonight I’ll be the bearer of worse and worse news,” Gabe muttered, steeling himself for some difficult conversations. He sent a quick text to the group chat. The mental image of Fiona grumbling as he scrolled through all his missed messages gave Gabe a light laugh, a quick respite in this nightmare.

At night, the office was dark, lonely, and empty. Gabe was all too accustomed to this feeling –he’d often burned candlelight till daylight. But now, that familiar emptiness was stained with malice. Each shadow was darker and deeper than most days. Each step he took reverberated around the empty halls. Occasionally, dim light filtered through slips underneath closed doors, furious typing the only sound behind them. 

It took forever to get to his office. Gabe paused, warily checking both ways before entering. Propping his door open, he took a seat behind his desk. 

He didn’t have to wait long before the senior associates strolled in. He piqued an eyebrow, giving Sadie a nod of acknowledgement. Moving past them, he carefully locked his door, tossing a wary look to his coworkers, “You all may want to take a seat first.” 

“Thank God,” Gigi said, dropping into a seat, her tone light. There was a faint breathlessness to her words, “I knew I shouldn’t have worn heels.” 

Gabe gave her a humorless smile. 

Sadie made an unimpressed sound, barely audible to anyone who wasn’t listening for it. Still, she sat on one of the sofas with Beau and Martin quickly following suit. 

“...Where’s Fiona and Aislinn?” Martin asked. His brows furrowed in concern as he took careful stock around the room, as if it’d just now occurred to him that not everyone was present. He paused, pursing his lips before continuing, his tone oddly somber, “It’s not like either of them to be late.”

Once Martin pointed it out, Gigi let out a tense laugh assured that the pair would be along soon. Beau was silent. Sitting next to his aunt, it was the quietest Gabe had ever seen the man. Even Sadie sat straighter, her eyes flashing a mix of concern and another emotion Gabe couldn’t quite place. 

Cooly meeting their gaze, Gabe tried to remain level-headed, “Aislinn is with Fiona. They’re currently in the hospital.” 

_._. ._._ _._. ._._ _._.

Fiona’s fingers brushed over his bandages. In his other hand was his phone. It felt surreal. Just an hour and a halfish ago, Fiona was unconscious and bleeding. Just about an hour ago, he was almost certain this day would be his last one alive. And now? He was scrolling through the messages he’d received, typing out quick responses to each of them. 

He paused at Gabe’s number. The last text he’d sent was much earlier today. Shaking his head, he pushed aside the wave of disappointment. Then again, this was his company phone. Surely, Gabe would’ve sent something to his other number. Checking his personal phone, the same results stared him in the face: Gabe hadn’t sent Fiona anything. Even Martin had typed out a short ‘get well’ message!

Placing his phone aside, Fiona sighed, was it too much to ask for his boyfriend to send a sweet message when he was literally in the hospital? Running a hand through his hair, Fiona let a mirthless smile cross his lips. It was ridiculous, wasn’t it? He’d had a brush with death and now his biggest problem was Gabe’s paranoia about their relationship. 

Almost immediately after the thought, the door creaked open. Fiona’s heart caught in his throat. That would be a ridiculous coincidence.  

“Speak of the devil?” He mused, a leisurely smirk resting on his face. Regretting it as soon as Aislinn stepped through the door, her eyes clearly puffy from crying. 

“You should think of yourself,” was Aislinn’s response. She looked like hell. He could see smudges of tear stains running down her cheek. Her lips were red –a tell-tell sign she’d been biting it. 

“Hey,” he softly said, spreading his arms wide for a hug. For the first time, he had to look up at her, “Don’t beat yourself over it. I made my choice.” 

She barely hesitated before engulfing him, gripping him tight as if he’d crumble through her fingers. Patting her back, he comforted her.

“I thought you’d died,” Aislinn cried, voice muffled by Fiona’s shirt. 

“It’d take much more than a couple bullets to keep me down,” he said, a cheeky grin resting on his face. 

“Why would you do that?” she demanded, her tone turning at his cheeky response, “They were armed Fiona! Armed!”

Sheepishly, he stroked her back, “...I didn’t think they’d shoot.” 

Aislinn pulled back, incredulity plain on her face. Her brows furrowed as she repeated Fiona’s words back to him, “You didn’t think an armed intruder would shoot at you. Am I getting that right?” 

It’d sounded a lot better in his head. Shrinking under her gaze, he defended himself, “He didn’t shoot when they came in, so I’d figured they weren’t sent to kill us. Just scare us a little.” 

He could feel her gaze intensify and was almost aware of how ridiculous his reasoning seemed. Fiona looked away, continuing, “And I was right. Neither shot was lethal.”

Shifting in the bed, he fiddled with the bottom of his bandages. Still avoiding Aislinn’s eyes, he let his thoughts wonder. Perhaps it was the painkillers but they didn’t hurt as much as they should’ve. It felt weird knowing the bullets were still in him. Supposedly, it was much more risky attempting to pull them out than just leaving them there. He knew that wasn’t the right answer. He knew Aislinn was looking for a better answer. He knew he couldn’t give her one.

“And?” Aislinn demanded, breaking him out of his chain of thought, “Don’t tell me you risked your life on the chance that maybe the shots you’d get wouldn’t be lethal.” 

It was times like this that made him regret being so right all the time. 

Fiona shrugged, a wistful smile on his face, “That phone was the key to the case. I had to try at least.” He leveled his gaze at her, tone firm, “Marcus deserves that much.”  

“Fiona Lightwood,” Aislinn said, not flinching from his gaze. She placed a hand on his shoulder. She squeezed his shoulder trying, somehow, to press her message into him. All he really did was smile brighter, playing ignorant to her intent. “Marcus doesn’t want you to die for him.”

“I’m in this business to help people, Aislinn,” Fiona said carefully, gently moving her hand from his shoulder, “besides, it’s my duty as a zealous advocate. I want to be able to tell Marcus I did everything possible for him.” 

“He already knows that!” Aislinn yelled, pulling him forward by his shirt, making Fiona wince. Like this he could see Aislinn’s eyes up close. Her eyebrows scrunched together, her lips pursed tight, and her nostrils flared. Her fists clenched the bundled fabric in her hands, each word she spat out, “Fiona don’t kill yourself for a single case!”

“It wasn’t lethal,” Fiona stubbornly replied. Ignoring the increasing bunching of his shirt in her hands. Patting her shoulder, he ignored the tension coiled under her fingers, placing a charming smile on his face, “But I understand, of course. A dead me isn’t helpful at all.” 

Aislinn searched his eyes. Fiona wasn’t sure what she was looking for. She stared for a while, seeming not to find whatever it was. Withdrawing, Aislinn changed topics. Her voice heavy, not free from her earlier passion but resigned to it, “You’re free to go. The doctor said they’d call you in for a checkup at a later date.” 

A frown nearly appeared on his face as he nodded, “Thanks for letting me know.” He offered her a parting wave that she returned half-heartedly. Fiona watched her disappear behind the door, finally letting his charming smile drop from his face. 

“That could’ve gone a lot better,” Fiona said under his breath. He wasn’t even sure what the problem was. He was alive. Yes, he’d lost the phone but clearly that was not what Aislinn had a problem with. Besides that, what else was there to be upset about? 

Smoothing down the front of his shirt, Fiona let out a breath. His eyes lingered on his personal phone. Nothing. Irritation flared in him. 

Fine. If Gabe was going to avoid him then Fiona would go to him instead. And he’d have to face the rest of his coworkers. And decide whether or not he’d tell Marcus. And whether or not he’d tell his parents. A small smile cracked his irritation, a little over two hours from near death and he already had a to-do list. 

He shrugged to himself, the smile still staining his face. “New York moves fast,” he murmured, “Luckily, I am more than happy to keep up.”  

___________________________ haha chapter two took a little work! I love how it came out though! Also the word count doubled 😭 how?! I didn't mean to! I swear! taglist: @dutifullynuttywitch (hope you enjoy 💜)

#laws of attraction #myfic #fiona lightwood #fanfic

[soupbabe]

My Ocs in the Summer

I absolutely stole this idea from @rottent33th and @devil-doll13, I thought summertime headcanons were cute and I wanted to share how my ocs would be in the hotter months <3

Tagging: @slaasherslut, @the-pinstriped-hood, @frostcorpsclub, @bugginbeetlew

Hunter King

- do you even have to ask if the summer camp slasher guy enjoys summer 🤨

- Of course he does

- Hunter soaks up the sun like a sponge, he spends so much time outside that by the end of the year he has freckles and a new tan

- He loves going to the lake to swim, especially if there's others around

- He likes showing off and he loves the attention he gets from others when he's doing tricks off of big rocks

- Summer is the biggest time he's out killing too

- A lot more people are outside camping and wandering, y'know

- He was practically forced to go cold turkey in winter, he's itching for another kill

Magnolia Sinclair

- I fear this could be a hot take but: I don't think Maggie likes summer all too much

- It gets unbearably hot, there's humidity, and mosquitos are just attracted to her

- Not to mention there's a yearly debate over who has to scrape dead bugs off of the sticky, kinda melted walls of the House of Wax

- However: she's absolutely enamored with summer nights

- She loves hearing the frogs and crickets, she loves seeing lightning bugs light up in the air !!

- She isn't the most active in summertime tbh

-She does a lot of hiking and nature stuff in the spring when all the animals are just now defrosting and the weather is still reasonable

- Summers with Sinclairs in general are pretty docile, but I imagine they still have special days where they go out to a lake/river to cool down or spend the evening by the grill

Carolyn Gray

- I think Carolyn welcomes summer with open arms

- She enjoys the extra daylight, she prepares and switches her wardrobe to cooler clothes the moment it turns 70° out

- Simply unbothered and just here to enjoy summer breezes

- Nothing is more relaxing than sitting outside with an iced tea it's what she lives for

- I've mentioned it a couple of times but Carolyn loves fish

- Summer is for crouching by a creek just to watch small fish and crawfish and nothing else

- Carolyn would leave in the early morning to go to creeks/rivers with her camera and will probably return in the late evening

- It brings her so much peace that she wishes she could live in the woods for forever

Emil Müller

- Oh he burns

- And he burns bad

- Emil has sunscreen, but he's so forgetful of his chest and arms

- That being said he's also not a big fan of summer, it's all too stuffy

- He'll wear his hair up and shed his favorite jacket, but the heat still makes him agitated

- He's only happy when he's inside with a fan in front of his face and ice cream in his hand

- Emil can be an absolute recluse, he's only going out because he needs to go to work or get groceries that's it

- The only good aspect Emil enjoys the storms and rain that come along with summer, he could watch the rain fall and listen to thunder all day long

#hunter king oc #magnolia sinclair #carolyn gray #emil müller #my ocs #oc headcanons

[alicent-archive]

15 Questions for 15 Friends

Thank you @aemondstark for tagging me 😚 !

Are you named after anyone?

No!

When was the last time you cried?

Gosh, I can't even remember (I'm so mentally strong lol).

Do you have kids?

Hell no and hell never!

What sports do you play/ have played?

None! I am not sporty in the SLIGHTEST.

Do you use sarcasm?

Yep, although I tend to use it less around strangers.

What's the first thing you notice about someone?

Oof, probably...if they're smiling or not.

What's your eye color?

Not brown!

Scary movies or happy endings?

Happy endings forever, do NOT put on a scary movie or you will find me on the roof.

Any talents?

I can sing the French alphabet.

Where were you born?

Somewhere with heinous traffic.

Do you have any pets?

I've had pets ALL my life. As of now, a cat.

How tall are you?

Like...5'1 at best.

Favorite subject in school?

Drama. I was THAT kid.

Dream job?

Getting paid to write fics online would be pretty amazing (if unattainable).

No pressure tag list <3:

@dcookechild @backjustforberena @scorpionshiv @softlyforged

@aemondtragaryen @hurremshiv @saltywinteradult @terrorofthetrident

@burning-daylight @multiverse-of-multifandoms @dr-aegon @chaosandtwo

@vhagar-balerion-meraxes @asoiastarks @heir-to-the-commander

#@ and anyone else would like to take part #tag game #soren.txt

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Clash of the hyperfixations

Favorite T Swift Albums/Songs of LOTR characters

Sam-as stated before on this blog I firmly believe Sam to be a Fearless stan-he loves Fearless and Love Story and Breathe. Folklore is also a favorite - his favorite songs on there are the betty/cardigan/august trio but also the lakes, my tears ricochet and illicit affairs hit him real hard. He also loves Daylight and the Archer. Him and Frodo dance to Paper Rings at their wedding because they wouldn’t want golden rings

Frodo- Frodo got into Taylor Swift via Sam he also loves Folklore and relates a little too much to this is me trying and epiphany. He also loves Speak Now (especially TV) and him and Sam will dance to Long Live on the anniversary of the ring’s destruction. His third favorite is Midnights cause he relates so much to the Great War

Pippin- Pippin loves debut and also 1989. This is because his aesthetic is pop and country boi but he is a huge Taylor stan and continually advocates for debut being underrated. He loves Picture to Burn and Tim McGraw. His favorite 1989 song is Shake it Off and I wish you would. He also loves Welcome to New York even though he doesn’t know where that is

Merry- Merry likes Fearless, debut, and Red. He’s bad at picking favorites but those have most of his favorite songs-Our Song, Mary’s Song, Change, You Belong with Me, Forever and Always, State of Grace, Stay Stay Stay, and All too well (which he listens to when he thinks about Eowyn marrying Faramir) also loves all the bonus tracks on Red TV

Boromir- Boromir originally wasn’t that into Taylor but he likes Midnights a lot especially Anti-Hero, he also likes Rep his favorites are Don’t Blame Me and Getaway Car

Aragorn- Aragorn likes Lover oddly enough. He likes the Archer and Cornelia Street. He likes Rep as well and also is a big evermore stan. Loves tis the damn season and champagne problems and willow. Sometimes cries alone to evermore

Legolas- man loves it all. His favorites are Lover and evermore. His favorite songs are Death by a Thousand Cuts, Cruel Summer, gold rush and ivy.

Gimli- Gimli loves 1989 his favorite songs are Blank Space, Bad Blood, and surprisingly Wildest Dreams (it makes him think of Legolas)

Faramir- RED there is no other answer Faramir loves the whole album Treacherous, All Too Well, Everything has Changed but also loves You’re On Your Own Kid from Midnights

Eowyn- Eowyn is a Lover and Reputation girlie which is an unusual combo. Loves the Man, Death by a Thousand Cuts, I forgot that you existed, and Delicate and Gorgeous.

#lotr #frodo baggins #eowyn #sam gamgee #aragorn #merry brandybuck #boromir #legolas #pippin took #lotr gimli #lotr headcanons #faramir #samfro

[fear-less]

Taylor Swift song master-list

info: i write fics inspired by Taylor’s songs, i’m planning on making most, if not all, of her songs into fics.

feel free to request for any song:3

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taylor swift (debut)

tim mcgraw

picture to burn

teardrops on my guitar

a place in this world

cold as you

the outside

tied together with a smile

stay beautiful

should’ve said no

mary’s song - fred weasley x reader

our song

i’m only me when i’m with you

invisble

a perfectly good heart

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fearless

fearless

fifteen

love story

hey stephen

white horse - sirius black x reader

you belong with me

breathe

tell me why

you’re not sorry

the way i loved you

forever & always

the best day

change

jump then fall - harry potter x reader

untouchable

come in with the rain

superstar

the other side of the door

today was a fairytale

you all over me

mr. perfectly fine

we were happy

that’s when

don’t you

bye bye baby

if this was a movie

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speak now

mine

sparks fly

back to december

speak now

dear john

mean

the story of us

never grow up

enchanted

better than revenge

innocent

haunted

last kiss

long live

ours

superman

electric touch

when emma falls in love

i can see you

castles crumbling

foolish one

timeless

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red

state of grace

red

treacherous

i knew you were trouble

all too well

22

i almost do

we are never ever getting back together

stay stay stay

the last time - james potter x reader x regulus black

holy ground

sad beautiful tragic

the lucky one

everything has changed

starlight

begin again

the moment i knew

come back…be here

girl at home

state of grace

better man

nothing new

babe

message in a bottle

i bet you think about me

forever winter

run

the very first night

safe and sound

all too well (10 min ver)

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1989

welcome to new york

blank space

style

out of the woods

all you had to do was stay

shake it off

i wish you would

bad blood

wildest dreams

how you get the girl

this love

i know places

clean

wonderland

you are in love

new romantics

“slut!”

say don’t go

now that we don’t talk

suburban legends

is it over now?

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reputation

…ready for it?

end game

i did something bad

don’t blame me

delicate

look what you made me do

so it goes…

gorgeous

getaway car

king of heart

dancing with our hands tied

dress

this is why we can’t have nice things

call it what you want

new year’s day

i don’t wanna live forever

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lover

i forgot that you existed

cruel summer

lover

the man

the archer

i think he knows

miss americana & the heartbreak prince

paper rings

cornelia street

death by a thousand cuts

london boy

soon you’ll get better

false god - harry potter x reader

you need to calm down

afterglow

me!

it’s nice to have a friend

daylight

all of the girls you’ve loved before - james potter

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folklore

the 1

cardigan

the last great american dynasty

exile

my tears ricochet

mirror ball

seven

august

this is me trying

illicit affairs

invisible string

mad women

epiphany

betty

peace

hoax

the lakes

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evermore

willow

champagne problems

gold rush

‘tis the damn season

tolerate it

no body, no crime

happiness

dorthea

coney island

ivy

cowboy like me

long story short

closure

evermore

right where you left me

it’s time to go

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midnights

lavender haze

maroon - fred weasley x reader

anti hero

snow on the beach

you’re on your own, kid

midnight rain

question…?

vigilante shit

bejeweled

labyrinth

karma

sweet nothing

mastermind

the great war

bigger than the whole sky

paris

high infidelity

glitch

would’ve, could’ve, should’ve

dear reader

hits different

you’re losing me

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the tortured poets department

fortnight

the tortured poets department

my boy only breaks his favorite toys

down bad

so long, london

but daddy i love him

fresh out the slammer

flordia!!!

guilty as sin?

who’s afraid of little old me?

i can fix him (no really i can)

loml

i can do it with a broken heart

the smallest man who ever lived

the alchemy

clara bow

the black dog

imgonnagetyouback

the albatross

chloe or sam or sophia or marcus

how did it end?

so high school

i hate it here

thanK you aImee

i look in peoples windows

the prophecy

cassandra

peter

the bolter

robin

the manuscript

#fear-less

[sunset-telepath]

Okay so what are your least favorites from each Taylor album??

I'm so glad you asked! I have prepared a list of what I consider to be the flops from each Taylor Swift album, which I humbly display to the grand court of the Swiftie public so that I may have tomatoes pelted into my face for my terrible brilliant opinions. And not only will I provide the songs I think are skips, I'll also provide my favorite songs from each album too! So more people can think I'm tasteless!

@orangejuicepdf I laughed at your opinions, it's only right you laugh at mine.

The scale goes from most not-favorite to least not-favorite on (skips) and most-favorite to least-favorite on (favs)

Debut (Skips):

Stay Beautiful (cORy'S eYeS aRE LiKe tHe jUnGLe)

Invisible (boring)

Should've Said No (we've been brainwashed by the Rep tour mash-up of it and Bad Blood into thinking it's a great song. Maybe it is, but the vocals are terrible and I can't wait for the re-recording)

Debut (Favs):

Teardrops on My Guitar

Our Song

Picture to Burn

Tim McGraw

Beautiful Eyes EP (Favs):

I Heart ? (the unknown superstar)

Beautiful Eyes (eaten up by I Heart ? and kind of mid)

The Taylor Swift Holiday Collection (Skips):

Santa Baby (Taylor is not (yet) a seductress)

The Taylor Swift Holiday Collection (Favs):

Last Christmas (one of the first songs I heard by Taylor on the radio as a toddler. rewired my brain into becoming a brainless stan)

Fearless (Skips):

Hey Stephen

You All Over Me

Jump Then Fall

Love Story (too hetero)

Fearless (Favs):

Forever & Always

Come in With the Rain

The Other Side of the Door

Untouchable

You Belong With Me

Superstar

The Way I Loved You

That's When

Don't You

Speak Now (Skips):

Innocent (I am not interested in Kanye Apologia)

Never Grow Up (boring)

Castles Crumbling

Speak Now (Favs):

I Can See You (Oh taylor you argumentative, antithetical, horny dream girl)

Last Kiss

Haunted

Electric Touch

Back to December

Foolish One

The Story of Us

Long Live

When Emma Falls In Love

Mine

Enchanted (lower on the list of favs because the Eras Tour Version makes it worse via comparison)

Red (Skips):

The Lucky One (replacement for Nothing New bc she couldn't sing about getting drunk at a bar yet. Also the fact that she wrote it about Joni Mitchell, who proceeded to say that Taylor couldn't sing)

Babe (sorry but it's a nothing surrounded by supermodels)

Ronan

too sad :(

Red (Favs):

Treacherous (the motif of two bright lights shows up in a lot of Taylor's best work)

The Last Time

The Moment I Knew

All Too Well

State of Grace

Red

I Almost Do

Sad Beautiful Tragic

Come Back... Be Here

Better Man

Forever Winter

Run

I Knew You Were Trouble

We Are Never Getting Back Together

22

The Entire Goddamn Album this was seriously one of the greatest albums of all time. Every song is amazing (except for the Lucky One and Babe, which aren't even bad they're just not as great as these other songs). I can't believe this lost to fucking that RAM shit. There's a special spot in hell for those grammy voters. Every single song is brilliant and amazing and really shows Taylor's maturation from Speak Now to 1989.

1989 (Skips):

Slut!

(Taylor babe you cannot convince me that Harry Styles is a gentleman in a world of boys)

This man Taylor? This man?

How You Get The Girl (I'm gay)

1989 (Favs):

Blank Space (my psycho queen. I know it's a parody but if it was 100% serious I would probably stan harder. go wreck that man's sports car. I'll help)

Style

Out Of The Woods

All You Had To Do Was Stay

Bad Blood (Go Queen! End Katy Perry's Career!)

Wildest Dreams

Say Don't Go

Now That We Don't Talk

Is It Over Now?

Wonderland

You Are in Love

New Romantics

This Love

Clean

This is seriously another one of the greatest albums of all time.

Reputation (Skips):

New Year's Day (don't get tricked by the supposedly deep lyrics. This is not a good song. It is the poor man's Daylight)

Reputation (Favs):

Look What You Made Me Do (the empress herself)

Ready for it?

Don't Blame Me

End Game

So It Goes...

Getaway Car

Call It What You Want

Gorgeous

Delicate

King of My Heart

Lover (Skips): (you all are going to come for my neck for this)

Miss Americana (please don't take me back to highschool)

Soon You'll Get Better

False God

Daylight (the poor man's Afterglow)

Lover (Favs):

Afterglow

Cornelia Street

Need (from the Lover Leak... c'mon Taylor drop this please)

You Need to Calm Down (I'll be hung for this one)

All of the Girls You've Loved Before (leaked, released officially under the Cruelest Summer EP)

It's Nice to Have a Friend (it's a fun experimental track)

Folklore (Skips):

peace/hoax (good songs but I feel as though they're songs that only Taylor will ever truly understand)

Exile (The Last Time's runt sister that you insist on giving more attention then the queen that The Last Time is)

Folklore (Favs):

The Lakes (THE grand high queen of my pretentiousness)

Illicit Affairs

This is Me Trying

Epiphany

August

Seven

The 1

Evermore (Skips):

Cowboy Like Me ("Telling all the rich people what they want"?? Taylor you are the rich person)

Coney Island (yawn)

Happiness (the poor man's tolerate it)

Evermore (Favs):

Right Where You Left Me

Tolerate It

'Tis the Damn Season

Ivy

Evermore

Gold Rush

Midnights (Skips):

Labyrinth (deeply terrible)

You're On Your Own Kid (boring)

Glitch (it hits at 3 AM reading infidelity smut but.... other than that it's not that good)

Karma ft. Ice Spice (we really couldn't get Nicki Minaj? Or someone with talent? I would've taken Doja Cat. Or even Saweetie :sob:)

Midnights (Favs):

Question...? (oh she was nuts for putting this out when she was still dating the Heirloom Turkey... I have no choice but to stan)

Maroon

Hits Different (I too will be carried away to a mental asylum some day)

Would've Could've Should've

Sweet Nothing

Anti Hero

Lavender Haze

Dear Reader

Snow on the Beach (ft. More Lana Del Rey)

High Infidelity

Bejewled

Bigger Than the Whole Sky

Karma

The Great War

Vigilante Shit

Paris

#taylor swift #taylor #1989 #red #speak now #fearless #beautiful eyes #midnights #folklore #evermore

[localariesenemy]

Rivals Series Playlist

Okay, so this will be the first ever post I’ll do on this app and I’m not sure whether to laugh or cry about it being about a Yuri on Ice fanfic from years ago that haven’t left me since the first time I read it.

This is a list of songs you can listen to here that I thought fit Yuuri and Viktor’s feels in the Rivals series by @kazliin, which you can find here:

Until My Feet Bleed and My Heart Aches

Of Bright Stars and Burning Hearts

Rivals- Past, Present and Future

I’m not kidding when I say it’s absolutely life changing (I reread it every year so safe to say it’s my absolute favorite). I would like to list down every single lyric and the intricacies of how I arranged the songs in order but the sane part of my brain is refraining me from doing so. Let’s just say that I followed the progression of both POVs and matched that up with the lyrics of the songs.

It’s almost 4 hours of pure feels so buckle up, here we go.

1. You’re Still a Mystery- Bleachers

2. State of Grace- Taylor Swift

3. Into My Arms- COIN

4. See Through- The Band CAMINO

5. Untouchable- Taylor Swift

6. O Mio Babbino Caro- Giacomo Pucini

7. You Are In Love- Taylor Swift

8. gold rush- Taylor Swift

9. Belle- The Shock Band

10. I Can See You- Taylor Swift

11. Crashing- ILLENIUM, Bahari

12. Movement- Hozier

13. Sun and Moon- Claude-Michel Schönberg, Lea Salonga, Simon Bowman

14. On My Own- Lea Salonga

15. Say Don’t Go- Taylor Swift

16. Let The Light In- Lana Del Rey, Father John Misty

17. K.- Cigarettes After Sex

18. Say My Name Cover- Hozier

19. illicit affairs- Taylor Swift

20. Foolish One- Taylor Swift

21. Never Change- COIN

22. Felt This Way- Carly Rar Jepsen

23. So Close- Jon McLaughlin

24. Magkasuyo Buong Gabi- Agsunta

25. Dark Eyes- The Broln Czech Radio Orchestra

26. Wake Me- Bleachers

27. First Light- Hozier

28. First Time- Hozier

29. Break My Fall- Doc Robinson

30. Pretty Boy- The Neighbourhood

31. TALK ME DOWN- Troye Sivan

32. Fucked My Way Up To The Top- Lana Del Rey

33. The Louvre- Lorde

34. august- Taylor Swift

35. The Other- Lauv

36. Somewhere Only We Know- Keane

37. Fire Meet Gasoline- Sia

38. Don’t Let Me Go- Cigarettes After Sex

39. Francis Forever- Mitski

40. Like a River Runs- Bleachers

41. You Are In Love- Taylor Swift

42. Daylight- Taylor Swift

43. One And Only- Adele

44. Water Under the Bridge- Adele

45. The Last Time- Taylor Swift, Gary Lightbody

46. Bravado- Lorde

47. The Archer- Taylor Swift

48. Falling Slowly- Glen Hansard, Markéta Irglová

49. The Night We Met- Lord Huron

50. Yuri on ICE- Taro Umebayashi

51. Long Live- Taylor Swift

52. Holy Ground- Taylor Swift

53. I Love You Always Forever- Donne Lewis

Forgive me for the abundance of Taylor Swift, she clearly read the Rivals series and made those songs for them specifically.

I tried my best to incorporate both POVs but I think it leaned too Viktor-centric. However, my fav Yuuri song on here is Bravado, it captured his anxiety during the Scandal so well and I resonate with that. It was hard to pick for Viktor but One And Only really stood out to me, it reads like his plea to Yuuri. BUT if I had to choose one song to explain their dynamic it’s Untouchable, applicable for both Yuuri and Viktor and just as heartbreaking.

#yuri on ice #victuuri #fanmix #playlist #until my feet bleed and my heart aches #of bright stars and burning hearts #rivals series #help i’m still at the restaurant #i miss my parents #please listen ATTENTIVELY to the lyrics

[taintedcigs]

em! what’s favorite song from each taylor album? 👀 i must know!

oh bee, you have opened a vault you wish you hadn’t… im so annoying abt taylor😭 ill do a fast top 5 from each album im sorry i cannot CHOOSE

debut — cold as you, tied together w a smile, picture to burn, should’ve said no, our song

fearless — the way i loved u, the other side of the door, forever & always, mr perfectly fine, fifteen

speak now — haunted, enchanted, last kiss, long live, better than revenge (og im sorry) / dear john

red — sad beautiful tragic, forever winter, the very first night, atw, nothing new

1989 — i know places, clean, wonderland, yail, new romantics, now that we dont talk, is it over now? yes i cheated w this one

reputation — dancing w our hands tied, getaway car, dress, new years day, king of my heart

lover — archer, death by a thousand cuts, daylight, afterglow, false god/miss americana & heartbreak prince

folklore — hoax, seven, peace, mirrorball, tlgad/my tears ricochet/exile

evermore — right where you left me, marjorie, ivy, tolerate it, cowboy like me

midnights — maroon, would’ve could’ve should’ve, mastermind, hits different, yoyok. i was gonna add you’re losing me but since we still don’t have that on streaming IM NOT ADDING IT !!!! (taylor pls)

ANYWAY IM SORRY FOR THIS I COULD PICK JUST ONE😭😭😭

#em’s mail💌 #bee💐

[septembersghost]

Taylor using fire imagery for harry is really interesting. She doesn't mention it once or twice but multiple times throughout the album. Lanterns burning,love is fragile flame, burning flames or paradise , forever or its gonna go down in flames etc...And she uses it once again in cardigan. I think while main song is joe she used ending to describe someone else.Because the ending made it seem like james and betty aren't together anymore. "Smell of smoke would hang around this long" seems like a past relationship where the flame was gone out but the smoke lingers."I knew youd haunt all of my what ifs" seems like a question mark. The original lyrics were "I knew you'd wish you would have changed your mind" reminds of "did you wish you put up more of a fight". This could be a coincidence but it's fun to interpret stuff.

i'd never thought about the connection with the smoke! your description is so vivid, "the flame was gone out but the smoke lingers," i can see why it reminded of you of that! chasing shadows in the grocery line because she's still seeing him all around - she enjoys using that idea of the past haunting you so much, it's one of my favorite recurring themes (i see your face in every crowd, i thought i saw you at the bus stop, i see you everywhere now, etc). i'd linked the smoke in cardigan as similar to the fears that were on lover (the archer: the room is on fire, invisible smoke; daylight: clearing the air, i breathed in the smoke), but it makes so much sense to interpret it as the remnants of a fiery love. it smolders even though it's over. (taylor is such a romantic at heart, the way she insists betty and james do find their way back to each other in long pond is so cute to me lol. she wants them to prevail even though he was "a fool." and i think some of that is even her poking at herself, in her "asshole outlaw" phase). the original version of the song was very joe coded, but since it changed and it's ultimately part of a story too, she for sure could've been describing different things or remembering different metaphors. folklore is like a patchwork quilt, she stitched different pieces of herself, her experiences, and her imagination together.

harry used flame imagery himself in adore you, "walk through fire for you," plus, "paradise," it's why i love that adore your style mashup, they coincidentally match so well together!

#one of my favorite parts of that mashup is when she sings 'could end in burning flames or paradise' #and his 'paradise' echoes right behind it #i get so lost inside your eyes! would you believe it? #you don't have to say you love me (i should just tell you to leave 'cause i) #you don't have to say nothing (know exactly where it leads but i) #you don't have to say you're mine (watch us go round and round each time) #it's like a real collab and probably the closest we'll get #/off topic rambling #this is a cool interpretation anon thinking she pulled from that feeling #anonymous #letterbox #haylor #thrown out speeches