#How easily could you quit your favourite drink or your gaming or your time on social media

[slytherinshua]

CHOCOLATE CAKE

genre. fluff. slight hurt/comfort. warnings. exams/exam stress mentioned. crying. brief mention of drinking/partying. light profanity. food (cake hehe). mentioned that reader wears makeup. intak cheers you up!! pairing. intak x fem!reader. wc. 1.4k. request. no. a/n. for my kyo @blue-jisungs <33 ilysm and i'm so proud of you, ik you've worked so so hard <33

By the time your bus was almost to your stop to get off, the tears had dried on your cheeks. You felt absolutely exhausted, and there was nothing you wanted more than to get home and just sleep. Exam season was always stressful, but the past month had been a living hell.

You didn’t exactly do great on your midterms, despite studying almost every second you were awake. It frustrated you. No matter how hard you tried, you just couldn’t seem to get the high marks that you strived so hard for. Your friends seemed to pass so easily, some of them not even bothering to study in advance. While they had all gone out drinking or partying now that it was the last exam day, you were prepared to study more tomorrow in order to retake exams next week.

You had cried all day— after one of your more stressful exams, after getting a bad mark back on an earlier exam, at lunch when your friends asked you how you had done. It was both embarrassing and exhausting. You were so, so tired.

You felt numb and mindless as you grabbed your bag and got off the bus. The air was cold and sharp, but the breeze was welcome. Even the shiver that ran up your spine as you stepped onto the pavement wasn’t a bother. It allowed you to breathe. The dark cloudy sky seemed to be mirroring your mood, and you found a small comfort in that. 

You didn’t bother to knock or announce your presence at all when you reached your apartment. You didn’t have the energy to talk; your entire body feeling sluggish and slow as you dropped your bag on the chair and shuffled out of your boots.

“Fuck- Did I not set the timer?! No, no, it’s okay, it’s okay.”

The voice of your boyfriend startled you at first before you registered the familiar tone and relaxed, a whisper of a smile even playing on your lips. He hadn’t said anything about stopping by today, but given his love for surprising you, you should have expected it. You weren’t quite ready to show yourself to him, though, so you made your way quietly to the bathroom, still able to hear him talking to himself in the kitchen.

“Chocolate, chocolate… melt for… 30 second intervals? She likes chocolate- so 2 packets? Yeah.” 

You wiped off any makeup that had survived your many crying sessions and washed your face of the tear stains and exhaustion of the day. Once you changed into pyjama pants and one of Intak’s stolen hoodies, you finally felt at ease. The weight of exams and the thought of retakes still looming over your head wasn’t something you could ignore, but just for tonight you willed your brain to not focus on it. Just for tonight, you deserved to rest.

You shuffled to the doorway of the kitchen, still trying to be as quiet as possible. Intak had his back turned to you, and didn’t notice your presence at all as he worked near the stovetop. The smell of chocolate cake and cherries reached your nose, and your chest felt warm. Intak always knew your favourite comfort foods and the best ways to cheer you up after a long day. 

You didn’t realize until now just how much you had missed him. As you watched him scurry around the kitchen, completely oblivious to your figure in the doorway, you couldn’t help the smile that grew on your face. You missed his hugs and his kisses. You missed your late night talks and when you would game together where he would let you win on purpose. You missed telling him how much you loved him and watching his eyes brighten. 

Given how busy you were studying and preparing for exams, you barely had time to see him in the past 2 weeks. He would send you encouraging text messages in the morning, and you would text him during your breaks, but most of the time you had to keep your phone far away from you and on Do Not Disturb to keep your focus. 

You missed him so much that it was almost hard for you to keep watching him silently when you knew that he would hug you as soon as he was aware you were there. But he soon turned around to transfer a bowl to the sink, and his eyes quickly met yours and froze. You watched as his mouth formed an ‘o’ shape before turning up into a big grin a second later.

“You’re back!” He chucked the dishes into the sink and practically ran over to you, capturing you in his arms and lifting you slightly off the floor. “I thought the exams would swallow you whole, I missed you so much.” He mumbled in your ear, prompting a smile to form on your face.

“Me too.” You sighed in content. The feeling of Intak’s arms around you was one of your favourites in the entire world. From how close you were, you could smell his woody cologne as well as his gentle natural scent peaking through. He hugged you tightly, swaying softly from side to side until you made moves to escape his embrace.

“One sec!” He rushed to the other room, coming back with a bouquet of pink and white flowers. “For my academic weapon of a girlfriend.” 

You were going to protest about the academic weapon part, but with his cheesy grin plastered on his face as he held out the flowers to you, you didn’t have the heart to. You knew he wouldn’t accept any objection from you anyway. In his eyes, you were nothing less than perfect.

You ranted about the past week to him while he finished decorating a chocolate cake, discouraged by the fact that you would have to retake some exams. But Intak would only say how proud he was of you for making it through the stressful month.

“You worked really really hard, and I’m so proud of you, baby. The scores don’t reflect your self worth, okay?” He reassured you, pressing a kiss to your forehead after you had told him everything.

You wouldn’t have believed the words coming from anyone else, but he was your boyfriend and you knew he wasn’t even capable of lying to you (after all, he had tried in the past, and you had caught him every time).

Seeing Intak’s smile and hearing his words of encouragement gave you back energy for almost an hour, but you felt a crash of tiredness again once you settled on the couch with him to eat cake and snuggle.

“Don’t fall asleep on me yet. I’ll have to carry you to bed.” Intak joked, watching you sleepily blink with love in his eyes. Despite being worried about how hard you had pushed yourself, he knew the best thing he could do was just cheer you on and let you recharge with hugs. He wouldn’t care even if you fell asleep on his arm and it was sore for hours the next day.

“You’re comfortable.” You argue in a mumble, only melting into his arms more. You were practically a puddle on top of him— letting your entire body relax and trusting that Intak would let you sleep.

“My girl is that tired, hm? Are you sure you don’t want to go to bed?” He spoke softly, brushing your hair out of your face and making sure the blanket covered your shoulders.

“You’re more comfortable than my bed.” You whispered, already teetering on the edge of consciousness. You heard Intak scoff, and though your eyes were closed, you could picture his adoring smile perfectly. You were half asleep by the time his response fell on your ears, and entirely too tired at that point to comprehend his words. You smiled when you felt him press a kiss to your temple, and finally allowed yourself to slip away to your dreams after the long day.

With Intak by your side, the stress of your life seemed to lessen, and your mind stopped racing as much. You let yourself relax and just enjoy being with him, as if nothing else in the world mattered.

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[writing-and-rebloging]

Who is your favourite so far in what in hell is bad?

And Opinions and thoughts on the four Kings?

Uh... Hi! And thanks for asking! (did you ask every blog that posts about WHB? It's fun seeing the difference in opinions, tbh) anyway! This isn't going to be short, but I hope it's fun!

Let's see... Out of the Ars' it's probably Eligos, easily. I mean, look at him, he's cute, clingy, wants to be loved, easy to bully. An all around pretty boy. What else can I ask? That he also likes being roughed up? Sitri, Leraye and Bael come as close seconds too

As for the kings... Let's start with Satan!

Fluffy. Hair. I just love how it makes him looks like a lamb. And I completely agree with what someone said about the contrast between the suits of the nobles and his funky track suit, and the fact that he looks like the most approachable of the kings. He seems to be a more relaxed, easygoing one considering the "drinks with lesser demons" and the few snaps of him and Sitri. I think we will see four distinct sides of him: the respectable, dutiful king; the easygoing dude you can have a tea beer with; the scary, threatening demon who will remind us not to get too cozy and finally, the most intimate, "dude is Depressed" side, the part of him that lashes out to prevent tears, the part of him that can't quite gather the strength to get out of bed, the one that will gather a collective "I can fix him" reaction.

He's capable of blood manipulation, too, which is a very interesting, creativity oriented power and fits his overall theme to a T. AND, he is canonically a switch (likes both giving and receiving spankings)! His bath card, too. He looks really pretty and delicate in that one.

All in all, I love his design, and I think I'm going to like him a lot once the game is published.

Mammon! Now, I have a few gripes about him. Starting from Obey Me!Mammon, who kinda fits on every other thing I absolutely love to see, minus the financial irresponsibility. So the bar is kinda high, because I keep comparing how much I like OM!Mamms. There's also the fact that Mammon is huge. It's an artist choice, yes, we see that with how narrow Satan's shoulders are in his cards, and the fact that Leviathan should have a more princely figure instead of really really broad shoulders. It makes sense, with Mammon, because he is pure muscle, but it's just not my type in general, and he is specially broad, as seen on his cards, past the point of the usual buff characters I like. So yeah, high expectations + too much muscle is a rough start. And then there's the feet, but I'm pretending I do not see, because that seem like something that will show up a lot.

On a more positive note, I like how they went a different route with him. He's not consumed by the need to have it all, because everything already belongs to him, and he is "generous" and "benevolent" instead, "letting" people have this and that. He could come across as a douchy, entitled ass instead of a dorky, soft idiot, so that's to be seen. Hopefully it's the second 9/10 times. He sounds like a ruthless fighter, too. Not my fav, but I don't hate him either. 7/10 ig? His tits are massive tough, and I love that. Hope he's as dumb as his tits are big.

Oh! I like his design, too. The way he creates gold from his own body, how regal his clothes look, the claws and rings, the gold and black, broken horn, really pretty! And gives a little variety. You can appreciate the twinks better with a massive dude like him around. The mirror selfie is so far my favorite card of his so far.

Levi time! He's pretty. Really pretty. He looks like a prince, and I dare say he likes degradation. Once again, the Obey Me thoughts stike, but they feel vastly different as well. He's not a shut in otaku, but he is canonically agoraphobic (afraid of open/crowded spaces), and likes shutting himself in his coffin. He has a coffin, too! He sleeps on a coffin! And he likes getting choked of all things! Which, someone pointed out in the whb tags, is actually a risky practice, but it fits him perfectly.

I like Leviathan, probably my favorite king of the four, but I do have to say that his horns remind me of a deer more than a coral reef, and his overall look doesn't help with that. Still, the suits, the dignified demeanor, his gloves... I like the style, and I want to ruin him because of it, which fits with the overall vibe we get of him so far. He wants that. Craves it, even. And I know there's a lot of self hatred (and love, in a twisted way, which someone else kindly pointed out) there to play with. The fact that he has a harem, and probably indulges in it to some degree or the other is fantastic too. And I love me a summoner.

The free (play store) pre register bathroom card is definitely my favorite of his, but the selfie one is also beautiful. I'd say his are the prettiest cards so far, but I'm biased. Hope he has some snake things going on, since the Leviathan was a biblical sea snake/dragon/creature, and envy is often represented by the snake as well. Wouldn't complain if we can call him a doe though.

Last but not least... Beelzebub.

His purple gems things on his pants need to go. Asap. It's just... No. The shoes are not my cup of tea either, and the pants could use a tear or two on the other leg to balance things out. The rest of Beel is actually really pretty. I like the whole tattoo and piercing thing he seems to have going on, and his horn is a favorite of mine. I love how it's implied that his food is Not Edible by anyone but him, too. It's fun that he's probably a terrible cook, considering the main outlet for gluttony is food.

He is described as "lovely", although he looks more like a little shit (positive) and I can't picture him as someone kind, yet, but definitely someone fun in one way or the other. He seems to be craving the happy chems that traveling give him, and in a loop of tossing things at his brain until one sticks for long enough to stop the Shitty Feeling. He is also the embodiment of gluttony, so it's likely that he never gets enough of it, too, and that he just wants more and more. Seeing different places, meeting new people, trying different things, doing new things, even when everything moves at a neck-break pace that he can't keep up anymore until he burns out, and then rinse and repeat. He and Satan probably struggle with their own heads a lot, too. I don't quite like his fetish, though (ironic, given that Bael has the same and he is in the top 5).

He's... Not my favorite, really, and it probably shows. But he's not terrible, and I appreciate him a little bit more after this. My favorite card of his is probably going to be the one where he has to get a shot. He looks pretty when he cries.

#what in hell is bad #what in “hell” is bad? #What in hell is bad satan #What in hell is bad Mammon #What in hell is bad Leviathan #What in hell is bad beelzebub

[zenki-soukokq]

Hello! If it’s still available, could I have a Genshin matchup please?

I’m Lavender, 24 year old Female, my pronouns are She/Her and I’d like a romantic matchup with one of the Male characters

Appearance wise I’m 4ft 8 so i’m very short, with a baby face that makes me look way younger than I actually am. I have tan skin, long black curly hair, dark brown eyes, with glasses. I’d say i have a curvy hourglass figure. I dress in very girly clothes like frilly skirts and dresses, with bows, lace and ruffles. I like wearing pastel colours with black.

Personality wise I’m an INFJ 9w1. I’m initially very quiet and shy, it takes a while for me to get comfortable around new people but when I warm up to someone i’m more talkative and open

My friends describes me as a mum friend, I’m always making sure everyone is ok, has everything they need, and someone to talk to if they’re feeling down/stressed out

Some of my positive traits are:

I’m good at planning, strategising and deciding things that will benefit in the long term

I’m empathetic and good at comforting people

I’m a very good listener, and someone you can bounce ideas off of

Some of my negative traits are:

I bottle up my negative emotions so I don’t cause arguments and need to be coaxed into sharing them

I need to recharge after being around lots of people for a long period of time

My love languages are Words of Affirmation and Physical Touch

Things I like in a partner:

Intelligence and Wit

Empathy, being caring and being able to read the room

Having something they’re passionate about

This isn’t set in stone but I find I’m usually attracted to people who are outgoing or take initiative, to balance out my quiet and shy personality

Things I dislike in a partner:

Alcoholics - they creep me out

People who don’t listen to others

My hobbies are playing games (video games, card games, board games etc), reading, travelling, and writing.

I really like learning new skills and information so I’ll usually research whatever my partner is interested in to better understand them

Bonus info:

I get ill easily so I’d like my partner to be understanding of that

I love drinking tea and my favourite foods are pies and pastries

My favourite colours are lavender, baby pink and black

I think that if i had a vision i’d be a hydro healer

The characters I would prefer not to be paired up with are Venti and Zhongli

Thank you so much for the match up, please take care of yourself and I hope you have a wonderful day!

You have been matched up with...Tighnari!

An Avidya Forest Watcher and botanical scholar who graduated from Amurta. He leads a fruitful life of patrolling the rainforest, protecting the ecology, and lecturing fools every day.

How you two met:

The forests of Sumeru stretch far and wide, and many people walk in and out of them each day. You and Tighnari happened to be part of that group, meeting each other in a rather passive fashion. Despite this, the two of you began to foster a small friendship.

Sunsets in the woods are beautiful and calming, at least until the night has overtaken the light

Now, you were quite tired, and it was time to set up a small camp for the remainder of the night

While looking for a suitable place to rest, you happened to run into Tighnari, and took the opportunity to quickly ask if there was anywhere suitable to stay nearby

He took it upon himself to lead you back to the Gandharva Ville

Once you two had arrived, he led you to a spare room, and told you that you could spend the night here, before continuing on your travels

You thanked him, before falling asleep in only a matter of minutes

When you woke up the next morning, he greeted you outside of your room, offering to walk you through the rest of the forest

You accepted, since you didn't have too much information on the area

As Tighnari walked with you through the forest, and all the way to Sumeru City, the two of you talked about various subjects, with each topic further deepening your relationship

By the time you had reached the gate of the city, he had considered you to be at least a friend, and asked you to visit him sometime soon

Only a couple of days had passed, and you had run into Tighnari once again, this time on the bustling streets of the city. He had been visiting the Akademiya on important business, but now that he had finished all of that, he had some spare time before he had to go back.

Although your meeting was entirely coincidental, he was more than happy to have run into you

Figuring that you likely didn't have any particularly important plans to tend to that day, he invited you to have lunch with him

After receiving your confirmation, he almost immediately sprung up, and began to plan more on the details

Deciding that the two of you should just go now, you began to head over to the tavern

On the way over, yet another pleasant conversation took place

An hour or so passed by, and now it was time for you two to part once again

Despite this, you found yourselves always running into each other, and choosing to spend some time together

For weeks and weeks this kept going on, until one day, before you to were about to part once again, Tighnari stopped you

He looked at you with a sort of comfortable confidence, and he seemed to have something important to tell you

"So, we've been hanging out with each other for quite a while now, and I think it would be best to be entirely honest about this. Lavender, I...quite like you. Do you feel the same?"

Why you two are compatible:

A young researcher well-versed in botany who currently serves as a Forest Watcher in Avidya Forest. He is a straight shooter with a warm heart — and a dab hand at guiding even the dullest of pupils.

From the way you described yourself and your ideal partner, Tighnari seemed to fit your descriptions perfectly

He's most definitely an intelligent person, both in his own fields of interest, and in general

Additionally, he also has something he's quite passionate about, being botany

I feel like he'd also be quite good at being empathetic, and would be able to easily understand people's emotions, and how to accommodate for them

He'd likely do quite well with both your positive and negative traits as well

I think since he has experience with botany (and I think medicine, so some extent?), Tighnari would probably be able to both understand and accommodate for your tendency to fall ill

Relationship Headcanons:

A lot of your time together is probably spent just being in the same space or area as each other, due to the nature of his job

Despite that, he'll still find the time to be in much closer contact to you

The two of you most likely don't live too nearby each other, or even in the same general area

Because of this, a lot of the relationship is probably based on long-distance contact, but Tighnari does try to stop by as often as he can, or at least invite you to go somewhere with him

Aside from that, he probably likes to learn about your interests as well, so that he can ensure that you'll find more enjoyment in talking to him

Tighnari seems like the person who would also like just talking to you about smaller things, like what you did that week, or what snacks you like most

Generally, you could rely on this relationship to be very comforting and casual, in a nice way

New Years Headcanons:

New Years was an odd time of year for most people in Sumeru

Scholars were still working away into the long hours of the night, regardless if they had missed the lights of the New Year

Although Tighnari was different from them, and liked to see the fireworks from a distance, he didn't ever do much else than that

This year, though, he knew that he should at least put in a little more effort for you

So, he devised a rather simple, but still pleasant plan

He would collect some ingredients to try and hand-make some of your favorite snacks, so that way the two of you could have something to eat when watching the fireworks together

After that, he would formally invite you to come with him to a clearing nearby the main city

Deciding that his plan was good enough, he began to get to work

After a couple hours, he had made every possible snack that he could think of that you would enjoy, and packed them all into one neat basket

Exactly according to his plan, he then headed over to your residence, and asked you if you'd like to spend the rest of the day with him

After your confirmation, he began to take you around to various parts in Sumeru, explaining things along the way

He appreciated how attentive you were to his explanations, but before long, the two of you had already reached your destination

Tighnari had somewhat successfully managed to burn most of the day away, so now all that was left was to wait for only half an hour

As you two sat down, he brought out the basket of snacks, and the two of you shared them until just a few minutes before the fireworks would be unveiled

He put down the mini pie he was eating, and instead filled the empty space in his hand with yours

Tighnari then looked up at the sky, smiling gently

As the sounds of the fireworks began to fill your senses, you could hear him say something in a quiet, yet sincere voice

"I never would've imagined that I would spend this day with someone. Not for a while, at least... I guess I'm lucky, to have found someone so perfect so soon."

Afterword:

Thank you for being patient with your matchup, I hope you enjoyed it!

#genshin matchups #genshin impact #genshin x you #tighnari #tighnari x you #zenki's matchups #matchups

[fox-buried-in-maple-leaves]

the tea prompts,,,, for honoré,,,,,

Ask Game

lemon tea; what are mornings like with them?

Honoré is gone before you wake up. Ever the workaholic, the poor man is usually at his lab before you even open your eyes. He does take the time to leave you a sticky note placed on the bathroom mirror with some words of love or affirmation. When he has a day off though? He's sleeping in until noon.

peppermint tea; what do they get excited about?

He's not the kind of person to get outwardly excited about things. Honoré keeps his enthusiasm close to his chest. But surprisingly, he gets most excited about what his loved ones get excited about.. He likes to see his loved ones show their joy.

chamomile tea; what is their sleep schedule like? does it change around their s/o?

AWFUL. Honoré has insomnia and it shows. He's a nightowl who is up early. He maybe sleeps an hour to three a night if he's lucky. Even his partner(s) can't change that unfortunately.

earl grey tea; how did they court their s/o?

Drinks at the bar and flowers. Listen Honoré took the shortest path to achieve his goals, alright? If he could have a do over though? He'd like to court you properly. Dinner, dates, flowers, desserts, all of that cheesy shit.

milk tea; what are their kisses like?

Cold. Honoré has a preference for cinnamon flavoured gum too. But sometimes he tastes of bitter coffee. So cold. From his lips to his hands, to his body against yours. He's freezing. And yet the fires of passion are alive and well.

coffee; do they get jealous easily? how do they show it?

Yes. VERY easily. But he doesn't show it. He's quicker to drink away his sorrows, or worse numb himself with his meds. He hates being a jealous person but makes no attempts to communicate. It's unfortunate.

rosehip tea; how romantic are they? how do they show affection?

At first? Not very much. He's used to his affections being brushed off, only useful in bed. So he's not incredibly sure how to go about being romantic. He learns though, following your lead slowly but surely. Honoré quite likes giving cheek kisses and leaning against you when standing still.

black tea; what do they look for in a person?

Honestly? He'd prefer somebody he doesn't have to drop everything to protect. Honoré is protective to a fault, to a dangerous level to himself. A partner who can't protect themself, especially given the state of the world, will put him in continuous danger. Of course, if he loves someone, he loves them. And he'll do anything for them. But, still. It's easier if they can at least hold their own for a little while.

pomegranate tea; at what point did they know they loved their s/o?

There's a moment when he's listening to you talk, something so mundane like your day. And sure he's been seeing you for months and listening to you talk for months. But there's something about your smile and the way you move your hands. And Honoré is so in love with every action.

matcha tea; how and when do they propose to their s/o?

Honoré is afraid this world is too dangerous for that. But he's uh, very sweet about it at least? He didn't burn dinner this time! It's a private sweet affair.

chai tea; how do they spice up their relationship?

"Would you like to spar?" mf.

hibiscus tea; what’s their favourite place to take their s/o?

The bar... Listen Honoré has a problem.. He's working on it though! Besides that, he really just likes being at home and doing quiet activities... Or maybe an art museum? Somewhere quiet..

green tea; how do they comfort their s/o?

Honoré will ask if you want a hug and then give you the tightest coldest hug you've ever felt.

russian caravan tea; how experienced are they with relationships?

Uhmmmmmmmmm. Not very. His idea of a relationship is kind of fucked up so.

english breakfast tea; would they want a family?

No.

rooibos tea; what’s their favourite thing to do with their s/o?

Honoré likes going to the movies with you! Movie theatre popcorn cannot be beat.

#⋆｡°✩ Honoré #From The Fate ; Rowan #☾*✲⋆. Essence of Myrrh

[dxracerau]

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[stayathomesurveys]

109.

What is your favourite dog breed? I don’t particularly have a favorite. What colour nail polish do you wear the most? Red or a mauve-y pink idk. Do you use lip balm regularly? Yes. Do you drink soda? I do. Do you drive? No.

If so what kind of car do you drive? I own a Nissan Kicks w/ my bf, but my bf drives it :) Look to your left, what do you see? A teddy bear, Aspirin, lotion, rose quartz reset mist, remotes, iPhone charger, glasses, and my nightstand. How many people have you dated? 3, if you mean like been in a relationship with. But I’d rather not count the first one. If you mean like “went out on a date but didn’t get into a relationship” then idk, it was quite a few... idk if most of them could be counted as dates though.

Do you use hand sanitizer frequently? Yes. How many hair products do you use? A few. Are you happy with your appearance? Nope, I hate how I look and I hate everything about me that isn’t physical, as well. Have you ever broken a bone? Yes. Are you artistic? I used to be. Have you ever been to a concert? Yes. Have you ever performed in a play? Yes. Do you like to dance? Yeah, but I’m no good at it lol. If you could change one thing about yourself what would it be? My appearance. What search engine do you use? Google and Bing. Do you have a facebook account? Yep. What is your favourite food? Right now, it’s chicken tenders/nuggets. Can you use chopsticks? I’m learning. Do you use a blow dryer on your hair? Very, very rarely. And if I do, it’s the Revlon hair dryer brush thing. I suck at using a regular hair dryer & brush... I always end up tangling my hair and it takes forever to dry. Do you use a flat iron? Sometimes. Do you have a cell phone? Yes. What colour underwear are you wearing? Green. What colour are most of your clothes? Idk. Do you collect anything? Yeah. What colour are your eyes? Blue. Do you have any tattoos? Yes. Do you play video games? Not really. Sometimes I play Sims... Do you speak any other languages? Not fluently. Do you wear makeup? Yes. How many times have you moved? Quite a few times. What was the last food you ate? A cookie. What was the last thing you had to drink? Harris Teeter branded Coke Zero lol. Do you liked grilled cheese? Yes. Do you eat breakfast? Not really... I don’t like eating in the morning and will pretty much only do so if I wake up starving. Even then, I have no appetite and the thought of eating makes me wanna puke. Do you have a cat? Yes. What is your favourite childhood memory? There are so many and if I start thinking about it, I’ll get super nostalgic and very sad... so nope. What was your favourite movie as a kid? Forrest Gump, Rugrats in Paris.... there were a few. Have you ever dated someone online? Kind of? Do you like to take walks? Yes, but it’s really hilly here and it gives me major shin splints. Are you going to college right now? No, I hope to return soon. If so, what is your major? I was a bio major. Do you like school? I liked some aspects of it. What perfume/cologne do you wear? I wear all kinds of them. I have a whole collection. Do you keep a journal? If so how often do you write in it? No. Have you ever traveled outside of your country? No. Do you chew gum? Occasionally. Do you live in a big city? I live in a big metro area, but my city isn’t like majorly huge. How often do you go out to eat? Rarely. What is the last movie you saw in theatres? Nope. Have you ever dyed your hair? Yes. Do you drink tea? Yes.   Do you subscribe to channels on youtube? Yeah. Do you have a tumblr? Duh. Do you watch anime? Sometimes. Can you cook? Yup. How old were you when you first started dating? 17. Are/Were your parents strict? No. Is your room messy? No, it just needs to be vacuumed and picked up. Do you have Netflix? Yep. Do you have any regrets? If so what do you regret? Yeah, a lot of things. How are your grades? – Do you get nervous easily? Yes. What do you look for in a BF/GF? Idk. Have you ever written a song or poem? Yup. Have you ever written a short story or novel? No. I attempted to write stories when I was a kid but they were horrible lmao. I would always write about super rich, glamorous girls that lived in Paris and spoke French or some made up language that was basically just me keyboard smashing LMAO.It would be like “ ‘sdjigfjasgoiahjeuga a;skdjgie aodfhjei cnaueio ehoeehd’  said so-and-so.” Like... what was I thinking? Omg. Are/Were you in a school club? I was. Do you play an instrument? Not really. Where do you want to be in 5 years? Financially stable. What do you never leave the house without? My phone. What food(s) do you refuse to eat? Idk. Favourite candy? Pretty much anything chocolate. Do you have a good relationship with your mom? Yeah, I guess so. Do you have a good relationship with your dad? I guess so. What did you have for dinner last night? I think I just had chips and dip for dinner last night lmao. Do you wear glasses? I do. Do you have any siblings? If so, do you get along with them? Yes and yes. Do you watch reality tv shows? If so which ones? Yeah. The whole 90 day franchise. Do you listen to the Beatles? Yes. Do you listen to No Doubt? Not really.

Do you listen to Nirvana? Sometimes. Do you listen to The Cure? Sometimes. How many songs are on your iPod? No iPod, lol. I have thousands of songs on my Spotify, though. How many pets do you have? 5 kitties. What kind of pets do you have? Kitties. What colour are the walls in your room? Like an eggshell white I guess. Do you write “To-Do” lists? Sometimes. Do you procrastinate often? Yup. Have you ever been depressed? Yes. I am depressed, I have depression. How do you handle stress? Not well. What are you looking forward to? My parents are coming up this weekend.

#survey

[traumacatholic]

The more you reflect on how easy it can be for you personally to fall into a cycle of self-destructive sinful behaviours or to pick up bad habits, the easier it becomes to judge others less for their behaviours. Because really, to someone else we are the warning to not engage in particular sinful behaviours. 

#So much of addiction discourse is based around 'Well *I* wouldn't get addicted #or engage in damaging behaviours because I'm a Morally Good Person' and it's like #Okay but that person wasn't an addict at some point #it was something they fell into #just like we can fall into different bad habits that are seemingly impossible to break out of #The only difference is it's a lot easier to judge others than to quit making excuses for ourselves #and chances are we are addicted to something that we just haven't admitted to ourselves yet #How easily could you quit your favourite drink or your gaming or your time on social media? #How easily could you quit biting at your nails or your lip? #These were habits you just fell into #and with people with addictive personalities or bad circumstances it really can be as easy as that #the difference is they have a stigmatised addiction and you don't #but the behavioural pattern is still there #and that's not to say alcoholism and nail biting is the same thing #but that ending up addicted to something is a lot easier than you think #and this is coming from someone who struggled with alcoholism for a year without realising lol #not to mention that sometimes you really can just try something once and end up addicted #or have bad upbringing and be raised as an addict #but idk this post isn't just about addiction #but a reminder that someone somewhere has made a vow to not end up like us lol

[chill-pills-yandere-haven]

God is Underpaid, Overworked, and Touchstarved. Triple Threat!

An: Programmer Sagau, but you're also an underpaid genius. Multipart definitely, just had to cut it off here as it would be so so long if I didn't.

Tw: not really anything here, and no swears yet, but we will have our stupid yandere acolytes later. We're also just really touch starved.

You were almost about to bang your head at the keyboard.

As a developer for Mihoyo, you were working on a piece of code for an upcoming character in Genshin Impact: their open-world RPG that just so happened to be having the worst case of spaghetti code you were seeing in about three years.

You were supposed to be working on gameplay mechanics for the character Ayato Kamisato. A character turning out to be quite popular within the fanbase and your workplace. Right now, you were trying to figure out how to make his elemental skill work after someone (most likely one of the interns) broke it so they could fix something else in the code.

Sipping your drink of choice, you brainstorm ideas, writing them down in a little Google Doc. 'Maybe I could just throw a hashmap at the problem, reverting the code to before it became like this could work too, you know what, what if I just deleted everything and started it over.' You tried all of your solutions except for the last one to no avail.

In the midst of the pandemic, you were now working from home, meaning that you could take breaks whenever as long as the work got done. You hid the tabs of messy code and opened an application on your files that almost no one knew about.

"ARAASHITA"

Or to you, Ai robot application assigned scheduling, holding information, therapy + accompaniment. (You really should've come up with a better name for it)

It had been based on a character for Genshin that you made up as a fun game. You and the others in your department would do that on breaks before Covid hit. You would all make up random things or people that could be whatever but they had to be related to the game. With how the writing department for the main story quests was falling apart, some of you even joked about replacing the writers themselves.

Araashita Kaedahara. A joke character who seemed to be connected to everything yet did not fit into any parts of the story. He was the heir to the Kaedahara clan (the family of one of your favourite in-game characters) yet ran away to pursue freedom, taking his younger brother with him. He had ties to Khanri'ah, having fallen into the abyss and swearing loyalty to the royalty of the godless nation, becoming knight commander, the highest rank available in their military. The loyal knight of the crown prince of Khanri'ah and the person to teach the eleventh harbinger how to use an element. Being said to have a foul legacy stronger than the eleventh harbinger and strong enough to bring even Rex Lapis to his knees.

As a little pet project, you decide to turn him into an AI. Or more specifically, create an AI persona of him.

You mainly used it to experiment with new coding strategies in an environment that you could easily modify without restraints. Though it did have other uses.

As said in its name, it could schedule things for you and act as a to-do list, remember or remind you of pieces of information, and act like someone you could talk to without feeling like a burden. Though you admit that the last function sounds kind of pathetic to you.

But really, what else could you do? You were single, living in an okay apartment with no one (you'd actually want to talk to) to talk to but your cat; just a little bit of fake human stimuli wouldn't hurt anyone.

You coded small games into it and taught it so much that if you were anyone else, you would've thought it to be a real person behind the screen

Except you really did need to lower that time complexity of the application though. The screen, after a couple of seconds more than it should've taken, had loaded in.

"Oh, your back! Good to see you again! How are you doing?"

The 3d model of Araashita greeted you with an animated head bob and smile. You had taken the template the 3d modelling department used as a start for Genshin's tall male characters and used it to create the model. It was perfectly legal as long as you didn't pass the template off as yours. But that wouldn't be possible as this was a private project anyway.

A dialogue box popped up, allowing you to say something back to the AI. You typed in a reply. You did not need to pretend you weren't frustrated here, after all, you wouldn't be hurting an actual person if you were mean to Araashita. Still, you did feel that being rude to the AI was unnecessary and could cause it to build similar habits, so you talked with it as though it were your friend.

"Hey, Araashita, just came here since I've been getting a bit frustrated over the development of Ayato Kamisato, one of the new characters in Genshin. Basically, the animation part of his skill broke so one of the interns tried to fix it, but now the animation works and the actual skill effects as in damage, hydro application etc do not work." Part of you felt silly about doing this, but it was a lot better the slamming your head into the nearest wall out of anger.

"That's unfortunate, here, I found some common solutions to problems similar to that." A text file popped up on the screen, a list of common mistakes in code (ranked from the highest probability of me causing it to lowest using data from code errors in the past) and ways to troubleshoot. Skimming through the list, you felt proud that the list would be quite informative and helpful if you hadn't already tried everything on it in two to three different ways.

You began typing back to the AI "Thanks, your advice is getting a lot better. It's just that these are all methods I've already tried and it still hasn't fixed the issue."

You swore on your life that if you showed this to anyone else, they would immediately think it was a real person. Araashita gave a sad smile, exactly as it learned to do when it was appropriate.

"How about you take a break then, eat some food, take a nap?"

"Not really in the mood for a nap right now and I ate half an hour ago." You replied, pulling up another tab and scrolling through the replies to the new character confirmation.

"Well then how about you go play some video games, or I know, Genshin impact! Yeah, that should be fun," The AI replied to you in such a way that you couldn't help but feel your spirits lift.

"Ok, guess I could play some Genshin. Here, I'll turn on your voice so you can talk to me while I play." Normally, the voice feature that allowed Araashita to use a voice box to talk was off as you could read pretty fast and the voice would just set you off. So normally you used the voice feature so that you could talk to Araashita while playing games or coding. You really did go all out with it, there wasn't any need to type in responses as you could just speak and it would recognize words, you just typed so it wouldn't error.

You opened Genshin impact, greeted with the image of Celestia and the door that lead you into Teyvat.

Suddenly, you were blinded by a bright light.

You felt as if you were falling, you could feel your ears pop. The sky looked to bright to be the same one outside, where were you? You freefell, closing your eyes.

"I'm sorry, but I love you."

#chill pill's yandere haven #yandere #yandere genshin impact #yandere genshin x reader #fiction #gaming #self aware genshin #yandere sagau #yandere self aware genshin #gn reader

[dadbodosamu]

only you || part i

Stepdad Osamu x Fem!Reader

WARNINGS: pseudocest, stepcest, cheating, wombfucking, semi-public sex (in an alley), extremely light dumbification, breeding kink, spit kink, Osamu has a dick piercing

4.5k words. thanks to @waka-chan-out and @vanilleswtmacaron for beta reading this and reassuring me that it doesn’t suck lol

ao3 link here (aha its not too long mobile just sucks!!) part i || part ii || part iii || part iv || part v || part vi || extras || only you, too

You sighed as you tapped your fingers on the table. Your mom had decided it was high time for you to meet your new stepdad, who you had put off meeting for the past three years. You smiled as you remembered the perfectly timed appendicitis that had you missing the wedding. You couldn’t have planned it better if you tried. 

Your dad had only passed away a little under four years ago, leaving your mom to remarry only six months later. You’d opted to live with your grandmother, citing her health as a reason to live with her on her farm. Your plan had worked perfectly, and you hadn’t had to meet Osamu for three years.

Now though, with your grandmother in the hospital, your mom thought it was a great time for you to come and visit and finally meet the great Osamu.

“Osamu should be home any minute,” your mom said, smiling happily over the takoyaki she was making. “He’s bringing your favourite!”

“Yay,” you said, unenthusiastically. You glanced at the time on your phone. You were almost wishing Osamu to be here so you wouldn’t have to spend another awkward second with your mom.

You and your mom hadn’t been close to begin with, you always being a daddy’s girl from the day you were born. And after remarrying so quickly, you’d drifted even further apart. At this point, you had nothing to speak to her about.

“I’m home!” Someone called. The door slid shut behind them and you glanced around, waiting for them to appear in the kitchen. “And I brought umeboshi onigiri!”

The man who stepped into the kitchen nearly knocked you out of your seat.

He was handsome. Devastatingly, heartachingly, handsome. He was tall, with brown hair and deep grey eyes, and thick. His t-shirt was pulled taut over his broad shoulders and his thighs in his shorts were almost indecent. 

The next thing you noticed was that he was young. Probably only a handful of years older than your twenty-one, definitely closer to your age than your mom’s.

God, why had you put this meeting off? Had you known your mom was married to an actual god, you would’ve actually visited.

“Hey, honey,” your mom greeted, smiling at him. Your stomach twisted as she leaned over, puckering her lips for a kiss. Osamu pecked her lips quickly and turned towards you.

“Hey, I’m Osamu,” he greeted, smiling widely at you. Your heart skipped. “I heard ya like umeboshi onigiri so I made you some.”

“Th-thank you,” you stuttered. “I’m Y/n. It’s nice to meet you.”

“It’s nice to finally meet ya,” Osamu said. “Was starting to think ya were avoiding me!”

“More like she was avoiding me,” your mom said. “She was always a daddy’s girl.”

“Oh?” Osamu asked, looking at you. Your cheeks burned. “Well, I’d never try to replace yer dad, but if ya ever need some daddy/daughter time, I’m here for ya.”

You bit the inside of your cheek to keep from saying something stupid. 

“I really appreciate that,” you said. 

“Oh, I’m so glad you two are getting along already!” Your mom squealed. She carried the takoyaki to the table and smiled as she sat down. “Dinner is finally ready.”

“Itadakimasu,” you mumbled, already loading your plate up with onigiri and the other food on the table. 

“So, how is university going?” Your mom asked. 

You shrugged as you slurped up some noodles. “It’s going. Made nationals.”

“Oh? What sport do ya play? I don’t think yer mom ever mentioned,” Osamu said. You rolled your eyes. Of course she hadn’t mentioned volleyball, it wasn’t like you’d been playing since elementary school or anything.

“Volleyball,” you said. “I was on the Niiyama girls team in high school. Hoping to go pro after uni.”

“Volleyball? I played in high school! My brother, Atsumu, and I were on the Inarizaki team,” Osamu exclaimed. 

“Not Miya Atsumu, right?” You asked, excitedly. “MSBY Black Jackals Miya Atsumu?”

“The very one!” Osamu said.

“No way! They’re my favourite team! I have a signed poster in my room, it’s my prized possession!” I exclaimed. “I heard a few members are going to the Olympics this year.”

“I can’t believe you didn’t tell me she plays volleyball,” Osamu said, glancing at your mom.

“Must’ve slipped my mind,” your mom said.

“We should go to a game sometimes,” Osamu said. “I can get an extra ticket to the MSBY, Adlers game later this week.”

“That sounds great!” You said, smiling widely.

Your mom ate in relative silence as you and Osamu traded stories about your volleyball times, only ever inputting something every once in a while. After dinner, Osamu found a Sendai Frogs match. 

“I’m currently in the nation’s top 3 setters,” you said, proudly. “I’m number two behind Takao Michi.”

“I’ll have to start coming to yer games,” Osamu said. “See ya in action.”

“I’d like that,” you said, honestly. 

“Why don’t ya come to work with me tomorrow? I can introduce ya to a few of my friends that are in town,” Osamu said.

“Absolutely,” you said.

“Don’t get me wrong though, I’m putting ya to work while yer there,” Osamu said. Your mom yawned.

“You all have me worn out from all this volleyball talk,” she said. “I’m going to bed.”

“Night, mom,” you said as she stood up.

“Osamu?” She questioned, turning back to glance at him.

“Oh, we’re going to stay up a bit longer,” he said. “The Schweinden Adlers have a match after the Frogs.”

“Oh, okay,” she said. You could hear the disappointment in her voice.

Osamu waited until you heard the bedroom door click shut before speaking.

“I know this is probably too much information about yer mom but she must think I’m some sex robot,” Osamu said, huffing. “A guy can only do so much.”

You crinkled your nose. “Gross, I did not need to know that.” You tried to hold steady but laughter bubbled up through your lips. Osamu laughed loudly and you joined him, holding your gut with how hard you were laughing.

“We need- we need to be- to be quiet!” Osamu laughed. “She’s trying to- tryin’ to sleep.”

You giggled a few more times before quieting down.

“So, how old are ya?” Osamu asked, standing up. “Old enough for a beer?”

“I’m twenty-one,” you said. “Old enough for a beer.”

“We got wine coolers if ya would rather have that,” Osamu said, stepping into the kitchen.

“Please,” you said. “So, how old are you? Can’t help but notice you’re quite a bit younger than my mom.”

“Twenty-five, twenty-six in October,” he said, grabbing a beer and a wine cooler out of the fridge.

“Follow up question,” you said, “and I don’t mean any offence, I’m sure she’s great in some ways, but why my mom? I mean, surely there’s no shortage of people your age that are wanting you.”

Osamu took a long drink from his beer before answering. “Ask me after I’ve drunk a few of these.”

You pursed your lips and took a sip of your fruity drink. “Fine,” you said. “Then let’s play a game. Every time the Adlers score, I’ll ask you a question and every time the Tachibana Red Falcons score, you get to ask me a question.”

“Deal,” Osamu said.

“Oh! Score!” You exclaimed, throwing your hands up. “Another untouchable spike by Ushiwaka!”

“Shush, yer mom,” Osamu giggled. You rolled your eyes and chugged the rest of your fifth drink.

“You shush, it’s my turn,” you said, plopping down on the couch next to Osamu. “So, now tell me,” You hiccupped. “My bad. Now tell me, why my mom? Why not someone your age? Because I’m gonna- I’m gonna be honest, you’re hot and my mom is, like, she’s not, like, ugly, but, like, she’s, like, fifty.”

“I could just like cougars,” Osamu teased. You rolled your eyes and popped the top on your next drink.

“Tell the, the truth, ‘Samu,” you slurred. 

“Fine, but this stays between us, as best friends,” he said.

“Bee ef efs,” you slurred.

“Yer mom helped fund my restaurant,” he said. “So, I felt bad. She’s so nice and sweet. So, I married her.”

“Now you have a step kid that’s only four years younger than you,” you said. 

“Yeah, she didn’t really mention ya before we got married,” he said. Osamu leaned in close to you. “She didn’t mention how attractive ya were either.”

Your cheeks flushed. You turned your head away from him, looking back to the television.

“Oh, Falcons scored,” you said. “It’s your turn to ask a question.”

Osamu took a sip of his beer before speaking. “Why have ya been avoidin’ yer mom?”

You took a large gulp from your drink. “I haven’t been avoiding her,” you lied. Osamu blinked at you slowly. 

“Fine, fine!” You exclaimed. You sipped from your drink, then responded, “Mainly because she remarried so quickly after Dad died. And to someone only four years older than me. But we’ve never been close. She and I never really saw eye-to-eye. She was the love of my dad’s life and he was just another guy to her. Not to mention, she’s never been remotely interested in anything in my life, she’s always been so self-absorbed. I doubt she even knew I still played volleyball, that’s probably why she didn’t mention it to you.”

Osamu stayed silent as you chugged the remainder of your drink.

“I know it’s probably not comforting, but I’ll be there for ya if ya need me,” Osamu said. “Even if yer mom and I separate, I consider ya a friend now.”

Osamu’s words were oddly comforting. You nodded as you reached for yet another wine cooler. 

“I’m oddly comforted,” you said, popping the top easily. You fiddled with the top, thinking of what to say next.

“Another Falcons score,” Osamu said. “My turn again.”

“Question away,” you said. 

“Can’t think of any,” Osamu said. He yawned.

“Tired already?” You teased, elbowing him in the side. “Old man.”

“I’m twenty-five,” he argued, yawning again. “But I am going to bed. Let’s call a rain check on our game.”

“Deal,” you said, raising your bottle to him. “Might as well go to bed, too. Night, Samu.”

“Night, Y/n,” Osamu said, standing up. He stretched out before padding down the hallway to your mom’s room. 

You sighed loudly once you heard the door click shut. You gulped down your drink. “Good going, Y/n. You finally found a guy you like and he’s your stepdad.”

You finished your drink before gathering all the empty bottles and cans, throwing them in the recycling before walking towards your room. You collapsed onto your unmade bed and passed out before your head hit the pillow. 

“Two salted salmon onigiri,” you said, placing the plate in front of the professional volleyball player. “And onion soup.”

“Go ahead and join them,” Osamu said, placing a few plates on the same table. “I’ll bring you out some umeboshi onigiri.”

“Thanks,” you said. You could barely contain your excitement as you took a seat between Miya Atsumu and Bokuto Koutarou.

“So, yer a setter?” Atsumu asked, taking a bite of his onigiri. You nodded.

“Number two in the nation,” you said.

“She’s better than you were, Tsumu!” Hinata Shoyo exclaimed. You smiled widely.

“In high school, I was ranked number one under nineteen in my second and third years,” you said. “I even got to play in the junior Olympics in high school. We only won silver, though.”

“We’re playing the Olympics this year,” Bokuto said. “And a few of our friends from the Adlers.”

“Kageyama Tobio, Ushijima Wakatoshi, and Hoshimiumi Kourai?” You asked. “I’ve been keeping up with everyone considered for the Olympics.”

“Maybe you’ll be playing in the next Olympics,” Sakusa said. 

“That’s the goal,” you said, smiling. Osamu set a plate in front of you. “Thank you.”

“So our little star setter is here for the next week,” Osamu said, placing a strong hand on your shoulder. “We should play a game while she’s down, see how good she really is.”

“I’m game!” Bokuto exclaimed. “I wanna see those number two in the nation skills!”

“Probably nowhere near the level of you guys,” you said.

“We do have a few years on ya,” Atsumu said, ruffling your hair. 

“Literally only four,” you said, fixing your hair.

“Leave the kid alone, Tsumu,” Osamu said.

“Hey, she’s my niece now, I reserve the right to tease her,” Atsumu said.

“Uncle Tsumu,” you teased.

“That’s right, Uncle Tsumu and Daddy Samu,” Atsumu said. 

Your stomach flipped as the MSBY boys laughed. Osamu looked down at you and winked. You clenched your thighs together.

“All right, quiet down before ya disturb my payin’ guests,” Osamu said. 

“Lunch on Samu-kun!” Hinata exclaimed. Osamu rolled his eyes.

“Once yer finished, I want ya back in the kitchen,” Osamu said. He rubbed your back before walking into the kitchen.

“So, you plan on going professional after university?” Bokuto asked.

You nodded as the table fell into casual conversation.

“I already have offers to go play in France and Brazil,” you said, taking a bite of your onigiri.

“Brazil is fantastic,” Hinata said. “I played there for a while.”

“You liked it? I’ve been debating back and forth between the two. Can’t decide which one I would enjoy more,” you said. “Does Brazil have good food?”

“The best! Unless you’re looking for Japanese food,” Hinata said. “There’s no good Japanese food.”

“Noted,” you said, smiling.

“What are you studying in school?” Sakusa asked.

“Education,” you said. “If volleyball doesn’t work out I want to teach Japanese in another country.”

“Smart,” Sakusa said.

“So, any boyfriends? Girlfriends? Significant others?” Atsumu asked.

You laughed. “With what time?”

“Oh, come on, there has to be someone!” Atsumu exclaimed. “We all find time for a lil’ somethin’.”

“There was a girl,” you admitted. “On my volleyball team, but we both cared more about volleyball than each other.”

“Any crushes?” Bokuto asked. He winked at you and flexed his arms playfully.

You pursed your lips. “And why should I tell you if I do?”

“Because we’re all best friends now!” Hinata shouted, slamming his hand on the table. He ignored the looks from the other customers.

“There is this guy I have my eye on,” you said. “He’s tall, nice, and beefy as hell.”

“Ooo, tell us more,” Bokuto said.

You shook your head. “No use talking about him. He’s strictly off limits.”

“He’s gay,” Atsumu said, nodding his head.

“What?! No!” You laughed. “He’s taken.”

“Ah, university relationships aren’t always serious, you can probably still get him,” Hinata said, waving away your worries.

“He’s married,” you said. The boys all hissed in sympathy.

“Ask for a threesome,” Atsumu said. Your face must’ve shown your disgust because the boys all laughed at you.

“She must be ugly,” Bokuto said.

“We don’t get along the best,” you said. You sighed as you looked down at your empty plate.

“Better get to work before Daddy Samu grounds you,” Atsumu teased.

You rolled your eyes, but stood up. 

“It was nice meeting you guys,” you said. “I hope we can get a game together before I leave.”

“Oh, we definitely will,” Bokuto said.

“I’ll hold you to it,” you said, smiling. You waved bye to them as you entered the kitchen.

Osamu was leaned over the stove top, stirring a large pot of soup.

“Have fun?” He asked, wiping sweat off his brow with the towel thrown over his shoulder. You nodded.

“They were all super nice,” you said. “I feel like we’re actually friends now.”

“That’s good,” Osamu said, smiling at you. “Ya wanna start putting together a couple of onigiri?”

“No problem,” you said, washing your hands quickly. 

“We need five salted salmon and three umeboshi,” Osamu said. “And then out to table three.”

“Got it,” you said.

The rest of the day went by relatively quickly and smoothly. It was finally around midnight when the last customers finally left and you and Osamu could close down shop.

“Come into my office and I’ll show you how to count all the money,” Osamu said, locking the main doors. 

You followed him into his small office. 

“Okay, whenever you count the money, make sure the door is closed and locked behind you,” Osamu said, closing the door behind him. 

You held your breath as he slowly slid past you, your chest brushing against his.

“A lil’ cramped in here, sorry,” Osamu said, sitting at his desk.

“It’s fine,” you mumbled, sitting in the folding chair next to him.

“So, d’ya have a good day?” Osamu asked, casually thumbing through bills.

You nodded. “It was good! It was nice meeting your friends. I really liked them.”

“Ooo, any of ‘em catch yer eye?” Osamu teased. You rolled your eyes.

“I already have my eye on someone,” you said.

“Oh?” Osamu questioned.

“He’s taken though,” you said. “Strictly off limits.”

“Ask for a threesome,” he said.

You laughed loudly. “Funny, Atsumu said the same thing. But no, I don’t get along with his wife.”

“Wife? That sucks,” he said, placing a wad of cash in an envelope. 

“Yeah,” you agreed.

“Well, I, for one, think yer a catch,” Osamu said, sealing the envelope. “Anyone would be lucky to have ya.”

“Thanks, Samu,” you said, face burning. He patted your thigh.

“Anytime, princess,” Osamu said. You clenched your thighs together at the new nickname. “Well, we’re all done here, let’s get home.”

You trailed after him like a lost puppy as he double checked all the appliances were off and flipping the lights off.

You shivered as you stepped into the cool, night air. 

“Cold?” Osamu asked, already peeling off his Onigiri Miya hoodie.

“Yeah, a little,” you said, gladly taking the hoodie from him. You tugged it over your head and breathed deeply. “Smells good. Half expected it to smell like onigiri.”

“It will soon,” Osamu said, smiling. “It’s new. Just got the shipment in last week.”

“I’ll have to get one,” you said.

“Keep it,” Osamu said. “Ya look cute in it.”

You blushed deeply. You bumped his shoulder with yours gently.

“It’s like, way too big,” you said.

Osamu shrugged. “Oversized is in. Besides, I thought girls loved to steal guys’ hoodies.”

“Yeah, guys they like,” you said.

“Well, ya took it from me,” Osamu said, bumping your shoulder. “Ya must like me a little.”

“Whatever,” you said, cheeks burning. Osamu laughed.

“Someone has a crush!” He sang.

“Shut up! I don’t have a crush on you,” you said.

“Ya did call me hot last night,” he said.

“I was drunk, so it doesn’t count,” you said. He rolled his eyes obnoxiously.

“Ya have a crush on me, just admit it,” Osamu said. “I won’t tell anyone, pinky promise.”

“You’re my stepdad, in case you forgot,” you replied. “That’s basically incest, isn’t it?”

“So ya admit it?” Osamu asked. You shoved him playfully.

“I actually have a crush on Atsumu,” you said. “He’s the hotter twin.”

Osamu pushed you into an alley and caged you against the cool bricks of a building.

“Oh?” Osamu said. “Ya think Atsumu is the hotter twin?”

You nodded slowly as Osamu looked down at you.

“It’s the hair,” you squeaked.

“Oh, yeah, forgot that girls love a guy who doesn’t know what toner is,” Osamu said, leaning down. “I think yer lying.” His nose was nearly touching yours.

“I’m not,” you mumbled. Osamu’s hands moved from either side of your head to your hips. 

“You are,” Osamu whispered, lips brushing against your ear. You shivered.

“And if I am?” You asked.

“I don’t like bad girls,” Osamu said. “Lying is grounds for punishment.”

“Punishment?” You asked.

“I’d bend ya over my knee and spank ya until ya begged for mercy,” he said. You sucked in a sharp breath.

“It’s a good thing I’m not lying, then,” you said. By now, Osamu’s lips were nearly against yours, so close you could feel the heat from his breath on your lips.

Osamu ground his hips against yours, firmly pressing his hard on against you.

You bit your lip and glanced down. His cock was straining against his jeans, eager to be released.

“Tell the truth and I’ll think about not putting ya over my knee,” Osamu said, lips softly brushing against yours. 

“You’re the hotter twin,” you said, putting your arms around his neck. “And I have a crush on you. And I want you to fuck me in this alley.”

“There we go,” Osamu said. He finally kissed you roughly, like he wanted to devour you. You moaned as he ground against you.

“Samu,” you moaned, pulling back. He wasted no time, kissing down your neck, sucking and biting at your sensitive skin.

“Been thinkin’ about pushin’ this lil’ skirt up all day,” he growled, pushing your skirt up around your waist, revealing the pretty pink lace of your underwear. 

“Please,” you gasped as he shoved his jeans and underwear down, releasing his cock. You nearly moaned at the sight of it, long and thick and leaking precum from the swollen tip.

“Gonna wreck this cute little cunt,” Osamu said, tugging your underwear down and letting them fall to the ground. He dragged the tip of his cock through your wet folds, teasing your clit and hole.

“Is- Is that a piercing I feel?” You asked, feeling cool metal against your warm folds.

“I’ll give ya a closer look later,” he said, teasingly pushing the tip in and out of your hole. “Wanna be in ya now.”

“Fill me up, please, Samu,” you begged, digging your fingernails into his skin. Your walls fluttered around nothing as he lifted you up. You instinctively wrapped your legs around his waist.

“Good girl,” he muttered, lining his cock up with your hole. “Beg for my cock, princess.”

“Please, please, please!” You cried. “Want your cock in me, need it! Please, Samu, want you to fill me up.”

“Of course, baby girl, anything for my princess,” Osamu said, kissing you softly. He rutted his hips up into you, stretching you out suddenly.

You moaned loudly and let your head fall on Osamu's broad shoulder. 

“So big,” you moaned. “Hurts.”

“Shh, shh, yer takin’ me so well, baby,” Osamu said. “Squeezin’ me so tight, wanna bust just bein’ in ya.”

You whimpered as Osamu slowly pulled out. He pushed back in slowly, giving you time to adjust to each inch. Your walls clenched around him, sucking him in deeper and deeper until the swollen tip was kissing your cervix.

“Fuck,” he hissed. “Gonna ruin ya.” Osamu pulled out until just the tip was in and slammed back into you.

You gasped loudly as his cock breached your cervix, going deeper than anything had ever been in you and stretching you more than anything ever had.

“Samu!” You cried, throwing your head back and digging your nails into the nape of his neck. “Fuck, harder, please!”

“Feel that, baby? I’m so deep in ya,” Osamu said. “Fuckin’ past your cervix, yeah?”

You nodded as you bit back your moans as Osamu pounded into you. You buried your head into his shoulder and bit down, quieting your too loud moans.

“Next time, ‘m gonna have ya somewhere ya can be loud as ya want,” Osamu grunted. “Wanna hear yer pretty, little moans.”

You let out a soft moan in his ear and he snapped his hips up harder into you.

“Ah, Samu,” you moaned, struggling to keep your volume down. “Gonna cum.”

He pinched your clit as you gushed around his cock. You looked down to where your bodies met and watched as your juices leaked down his cock, dripping on his heavy balls. You moaned.

“Gonna fill ya up, baby,” he growled lowly. “Come ‘ere.”

He pulled your head up by your hair and squeezed your cheeks until your mouth fell open, tongue lolling out. He gathered spit in his mouth and spat it on your waiting tongue.

“Don’t swallow,” he said. He kissed you deeply, licking into your mouth and sucking your tongue. He kissed you messily, spit running down your chin and a thin strand of it connecting you two when he finally pulled back. 

“Such a messy, little slut,” he said, slamming his hips against yours. “Taking my spit so well. Gonna take my cum like that?”

You nodded, unable to speak beyond gasps and moans as his cock abused your cunt.

“Can’t speak? Fucked ya dumb, huh?” Osamu asked. He chuckled. “My cock makin’ ya dumb, little baby?”

You whined. God, you wanted him to fill you up so bad. 

“Cum. Inside.” You gasped out.

“Oh? Want me t’ breed ya? Make ya big and swollen with my baby?” Osamu asked, hips moving faster.

You nodded furiously. He rubbed your clit in tight, fast circles.

“Cream ‘round my cock one more time, baby,” he grunted. 

“Samu!” You exclaimed. Your stomach tightened as your walls fluttered like crazy.

“Yeah? Gonna cum again for me?” Osamu asked. You let out a high pitched moan as the coil in your stomach snapped.

“Fill me up, please!” You moaned as you came. Osamu’s hips stuttered as he pushed into you deeply before painting your womb white. You cried out, letting your head rest against his shoulder as he moaned.

“Fuck, yer still so tight around my cock,” he hissed. Your walls fluttered. “Perfect little cunt, princess. Milkin’ me dry like a good girl.”

You whimpered as he slowly pulled out. Your legs went limp, falling from his waist.

“Can’t stand,” you mumbled, legs shaking with the weak attempt you made. Osamu held you up as he pulled his pants back up and pulled your panties back on.

“Come here, baby,” he said, swooping you up bridal style. “Let’s go home, princess.”

You nodded lamely as he carried you. You must’ve fallen asleep, because the next thing you heard was Osamu talking to your mother.

“She was practically dead on her feet,” Osamu said. “Fell asleep while I was counting the money.”

“You could’ve called, I would’ve brought the car,” your mom said. You felt Osamu shrug.

“It was no problem,” Osamu said. 

“Well, go lay her down in her bed,” your mom said. “Then maybe she’ll be out for the rest of the night.” You frowned at her suggestive tone and cuddled deeper into Osamu’s chest.

“I’ll go lay her down,” Osamu said. He carried you down the hall and entered your bedroom carefully.

As he laid you down, you grabbed his arm and whined, “Don’t go.”

“I’m sorry, baby,” he whispered. “I gotta go to my own bed.”

“Don’t- Don’t fuck her,” you mumbled. “Please.”

“Don’t worry, princess,” he said, softly brushing your hair out of your face. “It’s only you from now on.” You nodded. Osamu kissed your forehead before leaving you alone.

You blinked once, twice, before you were asleep.

#cai writes #samu thoughts #tw cheating #miya osamu smut #osamu miya smut #haikyuu smut #timeskip miya osamu #miya osamu #osamu miya #tw:incest

[mentallyunstablebisexualfairy]

Exclusive/Fred Weasley x reader

Smut/kinda fluffy in the end [maybe future series if you'd like it:)]

Summary:Fred and Y/N had a friends with benefits arrangement,no strings attached,no feelings.What happens when y/n goes for a drink with a random guy?

Request:yes/no

Warnings:light angst,smut,overstimulation,foul language ,senses game,sub!reader(if I forgot anything don't hesitate to point it out in the comments<3)

**postwar

I'm using she/her pronouns but I could easily change that if you'd like that:)

*do not repost unless you give credit*

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It was rather late.Your legs shaking from how hard Fred fucked you less than ten minutes ago.The throbbing pain on your core making it quite difficult for you to walk.

As you stood up trying to make your way successfully to the pile of clothes on the floor you could feel Fred practically smirking as he watched you struggling to keep your legs steady.

"Okay I'm done see you tomorrow "you said,rolling your eyes as you closed the zipper of your pants.

"Wait,won't you come over tonight?"

"No,I don't thinks so"

"How come?"he asked while wiggling his eyebrows "see what I did there? Come-cum" Fred exclaimed with a proud look on his face

"Shut up"you replied as you tossed him,his shirt "no that it's any of your business,but I have a date"the words being completed with an eyerol

The smirk on his face felt slightly,his jaw clenched and his eyes darkened.

"Oh well,have fun then"he bit back while a small smirk made its way up his face

"I will"you hecticaly replied while making your way out of the apartment and apparate.

"Not too much though "he muttered while locking the door

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Y/N was staring at her reflection on the big silver mirror putting on her beautiful earrings when a pop sounded outside of her bedroom door.Fred barged in without warning.His right hand came automatically on her neck squeezing lightly on the sides as he pressed her back against the big glass window with the view.

A gasp left her lips.

"what are you doing here?"she said just a bit louder than a whisper(Not that she was complaining)

"Reminding you to who you belong to darling" He said as he lifted her feet off the ground and wrapping her legs around his waist.

"Fred,I told you,I am waiting for company"

"Well then let them hear how good I fuck you" He bit back smugly as he crashed his lips with her own.

Lips moving in sync with each other.Tongues fighting for dominance.Hand making their way up and down each other's bodies,like they wanted to memorise every and each detail,every curve,every stretch mark,every little spot.Every perfect imperfection.

Their mouths practically being dragged off of each other as now her chest came in impact with the window and her feed with the solid ground.

Her eyes scanned the area and they quickly spotted the freshly parked car,the young black haired man locking it as he started to walk towards her building.

"Now now love,be a good girl and let's play a little game,shall we" Fred's deep full of lust voice spoke beside her ear in a low whisper.

She closed her eyes and nodded her head almost eagerly as she imagined the games he would want to play with her,his fingers against her skin.Everything.

"Use your words darling"

"I'm a good girl Freddie,let's play" she said airily

"Of course you are a good girl" he said as she felt his hand placing a silky fabric against hair eyes,tying it behind her head."My good girl" he finished with a kiss on her jawline and another peck behind her ear.

"Are you okay with this love?"

"Yeah"

"And you remember our safe word?"

"Yeah"

"Tell me the safe word then"

"Strawberry" as she said that she felt something touching her inner thigh,not the usual calloused fingers but something else.

The feeling stopped as the same thing moved from her thigh to her lips,her tongue swirling agonising slow around it.

"Take a bite love,and tell me how it tastes,describe it to me" Fred said,now his voice sounding bellow her

Y/n took a bite just as she felt her legs spreading a bit open,her wetness now on display as she wasn't wearing any underwear,and Fred's tongue entering her center from behind.

A soft gasp leaving her lips as her hips backed trying to move her core against his face.

"Go on my naughty whore,don't let my tongue stop you"

"It's sweet,mhm so sweet,and juicy,ah,it tastes good,like a strawberry"she said between breaths and moans

"Good girl,always so sweet for me"he replied against her core,sending vibrations all over her body,taking her closer to her climax.Her walls clenched around his tongue,as it swirled and entered her with such a force.Two of his fingers entered her leaving her completely breathless and his nose rubbing on the bundle of nerves that sent her to meet the gods with a loud moan and the shouting of his name just as the doorbell rang.

She went to collapse when Fred firmly picked her up and turned her around to face him.Her legs wrapping around his waist as he slammed her against the door. Y/n started fumbling with his belt and she pulled his trousers and briefs down on one swift motion.His erection sprang out as he looked into her y/e/c eyes for consent,her reviving her answer with a deep kiss as she grabbed him and aligned him to her entrance.

The magic filled the room as he entered her with a swift and hard thrust.Pumping inside of her like he wanted her.Like he truly wanted her.Whispering praises and beautiful words to her ears.feeling her velvet walls and every deep place inside of her.

"So deep" she moaned as he attached his lips on her sweet spot behind her ear.

"Takes me so good,every and each bloody time" he replied with a grunt

Moanings starting to rise.Breaths starting to deepen.Climaxes approaching as the knots snapped at the same time.His member twitching and her walls squeezing it helping him spill every drop of his load inside of her.

They stared into each other eyes and without pulling himself out from her,Fred placed her gently onto the couch.Him hovering over her as he started pounding again with even more force,focusing on her pleasure only.

Her sensitive cunt throbbing against his dick,and a mixture of pain and pleasure erupted through her as she came undone aroun his cock once more.

"Good girl" he said while he pulled out of her and gave her a peck on the forehead.His arm moving around her shoulder bringing her against his chest,undoing the blindfold that was now around her neck from the force of his moves.He grabbed his wand muttering a cleaning spell for her and accioed her favourite blanket placing it above them.

She felt into a peaceful slumber,while the beating of his hurt calmed their nerves.His lips meeting her forehead once more.

#fred weasley #fred weasly x reader #fred weasley imagine #fred weasley x you #fred weasley fanfiction #fred weasley smut #harry potter imagines #fred weasley fic #fred weasley fluff #fred and george #fred and goerge weasley

[dourpeep]

WAIT. I'm losing my mind over that friends to lovers post you reblogged. All I can think about is college Albedo + mutual pining, romantic tension, and friends to lovers OTL

- Leaving little post it notes in his bag or inside the cover of his textbook to tell him to have a nice day or remind him to take care of himself because you know he has a tendency to work too hard sometimes!! And what if he meets up with Sucrose and Timaeus because they like to catch up and sometimes discuss their research or homework, and they see Albedo hiding a grin behind his books and think that he's solved a particularly difficult problem but it's just a cute little note you slipped him when he wasn't looking

- You stay up studying for exams with Albedo and he dozes off on your shoulder so you sit there afraid to move because you don't want to wake him but you're also dying inside

- The two of you go to the library to work but eventually get distracted so it turns into the two you sitting close together on a couch and reading each other sections from your favourite books

- I can also see him as someone who rambles about labs or new research he's absolutely taken by. Weeks later when you mention something he said before, he's a little surprised but you just tell him that you tried your best to understand everything because you know it's important to him and maybe his heart skipped a little

- Going off your headcanons: Albedo looking for little specimens and deciding it could be a fun outing with Klee so she can get some sunshine and you find the two of them in the park. You end up joining them and Albedo's heart softens seeing you and Klee laughing and smiling together!

- I remember this little headcanon you had where he snorts when laughing sometimes and imagine Albedo letting one slip out while he's with you, and Kaeya teasing him later on.

- Eventually, his friends start asking if the two of you are together because of the silent affection and teasing between the two of you. Albedo knows he likes you but he's scared a relationship will ruin everything and you're too important to lose even if it means he never says anything, but little did he know, you have feelings for him too.

Anyway, I hope you have a nice day and week! Sorry about this monster of an ask lmao

NEVER APOLOGIZE FOR ALBEDO

NEVER

Like... there are two characters that I seldom, if ever, turn down and that's my beloved Albedo and beloathed Scaramouche- If you don't want me to shut up about a topic??? Like just utter word vomit???? Bring them up. Bring them up, I dare you--

Okay okay okay okay now lemme just--

oops. 1.4k words. Enjoy your headcanon drabbles, courtesy of me being a hard simp for Albedo--

College au Albedo is pretty close to how he normally is! Brilliant, though having difficulties with making friends and keeping said friends, getting carried away with experiments (did you know if you're on good enough terms with the professors, they'll vouch for you so you can use the lab when there aren't classes using them?? Yeah)...so the friendship that you have with him is certainly the closest one he has.

It'd be the kind where you knock on his dorm or apartment door at 11:45pm with some takeout and your textbooks and he'll let you in without a second thought. You slip inside and settle on the floor next to the coffee table cross-legged, setting the food out as if you don't live a good walk away. He wasn't going to sleep any time soon anyway.

Like the kind of friendship where your hand instinctively slips into his to tug him towards something cool you found or to the café where you tend to go after classes.

Even after you get to your destination, you don't let go.

Now that that has been established--the little notes you slip into his bag or on his books really began as a little reminder. Despite his keen intellect, Albedo tends to easily forget things because his mind is always going onto the next thing. So, being the great friend you are, would just slip a note to remind him to take breaks, eat a snack, or that you're supposed to go and meet Sucrose and Timaeus after class to prep for the upcoming exams.

Neither of you really know when they began to turn into doodles or 'seemingly platonic declarations of adoration'. It's normal for friends to write a heart besides "Don't forget I love you!", right? Yeah.

The smile that makes it's way on Albedo's face is unmistakable the moment that Sucrose accidentally stumbles upon a sticky note carefully tucked in one of his notebooks.

-

Speaking of Albedo and his tendencies to get carried away with stuff, he often functions on...minimal sleep.

Those nights that you pop up at his place to study or just hang out, he often ends up dozing off, glasses sliding uncomfortably down the bridge of his nose and hair tousled out of it's usual style.

You never plan to stay the night (though even when he's awake he insists you do because it's not as safe at night to make the commute home), but you can't just disturb his sleep when it's the first time in a while that he's probably gone without taking a capsule or two of melatonin to help himself back into some semblance of a sleep schedule.

It's these moments that you remember just how soft his hair is and just how nice his shampoo smells.

Also that he's a cuddler.

You awake in the morning, back aching and eyes squinting against the sudden brightness of the world around you and limbs tangled with your best friend. He's unbothered because his face is half-shoved against the crook of your neck.

-

With the library, you often find yourselves in a little game. There's so much to learn and so, so many topics through the old vanilla-scent found between pages!!

So trips to the library end up with the two of you digging and sifting to find a topic you've never heard of, sit and read for 15 minutes, then proceed to explain said topic the best you can (without looking!!). It almost always ends up with a few chuckles from Albedo as you fumble explaining (and half-making up) information and Albedo's (unfairly) great short-term memory winning out.

Speaking of...between actually studying and your little topic games, Albedo turns to you to bounce off his current observations and ideas. Sucrose and Timaeus, though both in similar majors as Albedo, are busy with their own projects and research to the point that they don't really have the time to help with stuff as extensive as his research.

Annnnd, naturally, since you don't have anything better to do and are almost always by his side, you play that part!

You listen intently no matter how dense the subject may be and no matter if you do or do not have the background knowledge.

When you ask him to explain something you don't quite understand, he can't help but blink in surprise because you were listening??? And wanted to really understand? You prove time and time again (even days, weeks later) that you listened to every word that tumbled out during his rambles.

And of course you do! Albedo's one of the most important people to you, so it's only natural that you want to show interest in his interests.

Also it's pretty cool to find out those random bits of trivia (like lobsters and their repairable telomeres-).

--

Klee!!!

Oh man, the first time that you met Klee was a pretty hectic day for Albedo. Due to his Aunt Alice's incredibly busy schedule, he tends to care for Klee on days that he doesn't have class.

However, that particular day he just barely finished class before he had to go and pick her up from school.

With you in tow, that is.

Immediately, the little girl brightens up at your presence, no doubt excited from what she's heard about you (listening in to Albedo's conversations with Alice and the embarrassed tone in his voice when he realizes that he's let your name slipped again and now Aunt Alice wants to know about this particular friend who's captured dear little Bedo's attentions). He's relieved when Klee doesn't immediately reveal that.

From then on, Klee insists that Albedo invites you for every outing they have.

The cafe for a quick treat? The bookstore to sit and read a few books?

"Oh, please please please?? Can they come Albedo? Klee promises that she'll be good!"

Who is he to say no?

But above all, those park days are his favorite. You end up running around with Klee, lifting her up so she can reach a particular leaf on a branch, squatting down to see a bug or lizard that she's entirely enthralled by--all while Albedo sits under the shade of a tree on a blanket, sketchbook and pencil in hand.

You don't know it (even though there's many occasions where he's shown you his sketchbook), but the pages are filled with your smile.

-

Around you, Albedo's found that he's most comfortable.

There's no need to hide insecurities or hold his tongue when something particularly exciting comes to mind...nor does he hold back in his laughter. Especially with your insistence that his laugh is cute.

That scenario with Kaeya is entirely an accident, proof of just how used to your presence he's become.

It's a late night and you're out with a bigger group of friends than usual, some friends that Albedo's only known since the start of college, but definitely good ones.

With a drink in your hand you all sit at a large table, chatting about anything and everything when you crack a joke and Albedo snorts.

Not like a snort with his normally quiet chuckle, either.

Instead, he's laughing hard, tears gathering at the corners of his eyes and stomach hurting (and maybe it's because of the few sips of drink he's had) and he snorts. The moment the sound escapes him and he's trying hard to calm back down, Kaeya grins.

He's most definitely one of the first people to put two and two together.

After all, Albedo keeps to himself, even around them. But with you around? There's a certain spark of life that ignites.

-

It's no surprise that the two of you are close when all is said and done.

But that doesn't stop either of you from choking and cheeks from flushing when someone asks if you're a couple. It happens often--too often to count--and ranges between Kaeya's teasing comments and a few sweet words from an elderly woman passing by your table at the cafe.

And you laugh--you and Albedo--because no, no, you're just friends.

Right?

Then the light hits your features just right, illuminating you in a soft glow that makes your eyes shine and--

It's undeniable the way that he feels for you. The sudden quickening of his heartbeat is proof enough. You slide your drink towards him for him to try and he does the same, eyes unable to leave your lips as you take a sip and then smile.

Between the cracks of his appreciation, of this warmth, dread seeps.

Though...that was just over a week ago.

Sitting down back at his apartment, your head resting on his chest and your hands intertwined while you watch whatever's on tv, you shift. Your lips meet in a sweet kiss.

And Albedo wonders how neither of you managed to see it sooner.

#anon asks #THE FACT THAT YOU REMEMBER MY ALBEDO HEADCANONS AND STUFF MY HEARTTT #albedo x reader #genshin impact albedo #genshin impact x reader #albedo headcanons #genshin impact headcanons #genshin impact imagines #genshin impact drabbles #modern au #college au #modern au albedo

[blackcatrph]

** sour  sentence  starters.

brutal.

“  i think that i’ll die before i drink.  ”

“  i'm so caught up in the news of who likes me and who hates you.  ”

“  i'm so tired that I might quit my job, start a new life.  ”

“  they'd all be so disappointed  because who am I if not exploited?  ”

“  where's my fuckin' teenage dream?  ”

“  if someone tells me one more time "enjoy your youth," I'm gonna cry.  ”

“  i'm anxious and nothing can help.  ”

“  i wish I'd done this before.  ”

“  i wish people liked me more.  ”

“  all I did was try my best.  ”

“  this the kind of thanks I get?  ”

“  they say these are the golden years.  ”

“  i wish I could disappear.  ”

“  god, it's brutal out here.  ”

“  i feel like no one wants me.  ”

“  i only have two real friends.  ”

“  lately I'm a nervous wreck.  ”

“  i love people I don't like.  ”

“  i hate every song I write.  ”

“  i'm not cool, and I'm not smart.  ”

“  i can't even parallel park.  ”

“  got a broken ego, broken heart.  ”

“  i don't even know where to start.  ”

traitor.

“  brown guilty eyes and little white lies.  ”

“  i played dumb but I always knew.  ”

“  i kept quiet so I could keep you.  ”

“  ain't it funny how you ran to her the second that we called it quits?  ”

“  ain't it funny how you said you were friends?  ”

“  it sure as hell don't look like it.  ”

“  you betrayed me.  ”

“  i know that you'll never feel sorry for the way I hurt.  ”

“  loved you at your worst but that didn't matter.  ”

“  guess you didn't cheat, but you're still a traitor.  ”

“  there's no damn way that you could fall in love with somebody that quickly.  ”

“  ain't it funny, all the twisted games, all the questions you used to avoid?  ”

“  remember I brought her up and you told me I was paranoid?  ”

“  i wish that you had thought this through before I went and fell in love with you.  ”

“  you gave me your word but that didn't matter.  ”

drivers  license. 

“  i got my driver's license last week.  ”

“  just like we always talked about.  ”

“  today I drove through the suburbs crying 'cause you weren't around.  ”

“  you're probably with that blonde girl.  ”

“  she's so much older than me.  ” 

“  she's everything I'm insecure about.  ”

“  how could I ever love someone else?   “

“  i know we weren't perfect but I've never felt this way for no one.  ”

“  i just can't imagine how you could be so okay now that I'm gone.  ”

“  guess you didn't mean what you wrote in that song about me.  ”

“  all my friends are tired of hearing how much I miss you.  ”

“  I kinda feel sorry for them because they'll never know you the way that I do.  ”

“  i still see your face in the white cars, front yards.  ”

“  can't drive past the places we used to go to because I still fuckin' love you.  ”

1  step  forward,  3  steps  back.

“  i called you on the phone today.  ”

“  all I did was speak normally.  ”

“  you got me fucked up in the head.  ”

“  like am I pretty? am I fun?  ”

“  i hate that I gave you power over that kind of stuff.  ”

“  it's always one step forward and three steps back.  ”

“  i'm the love of your life until I make you mad.  ”

“  do you love me, want me, hate me? i don't understand.  ”

“  maybe in some masochistic way I kind of find it all exciting.  ”

“  which lover will I get today?  ”

“  will you walk me to the door or send me home cryin'?  ”

“  it's back and forth, did I say somethin' wrong?  ”

“  it's back and forth, goin' over everything I said.  ”

“  i'd leave you, but the roller coaster's all I've ever had.  ”

deja vu.

“  strawberry ice cream, one spoon for two?  ”

“  i bet she's braggin' to all her friends, sayin' you're so unique.  ”

“  so when you gonna tell her that we did that, too?  ”

“  that was our place, I found it first.  ”

“  i made the jokes you tell to her when she's with you.  ”

“  do you get déjà vu when she's with you?  ”

“  do you call her, almost say my name?  ”

“  i hate to think that I was just your type.  ”

“  don't act like we didn't do that shit too.  ”

“  play her piano, but she doesn't know that I was the one who taught you Billy Joel.  ”

good  4  u.

“  well, good for you, I guess you moved on really easily.  ”

“  you found a new girl and it only took a couple weeks.  ”

“  remember when you said that you wanted to give me the world?  ”

“  good for you, I guess that you've been workin' on yourself.  ” 

“  i guess that therapist I found for you, she really helped.  ”

“  now you can be a better man for your brand new girl.  ”

“  well, good for you, you look happy and healthy.  ”

“  not me, if you ever cared to ask.  ”

“  good for you, you're doin' great out there without me.  ”

“  i've lost my mind.  ”

“  i've spent the night cryin' on the floor in my bathroom.  ”

“  it's like we never even happened.  ”

“  what the fuck is up with that?  ”

“  good for you, it's like you never even met me.  ”

“  remember when you swore to god i was the only person who ever got you?  ”

“  well, screw that and screw you.  ”

“  you will never have to hurt the way you know that I do.  ”

“  maybe I'm too emotional.  ”

“  your apathy's like a wound in salt.  ”

“  maybe I'm too emotional  or maybe you never cared at all.  ”

“  like a damn sociopath.  ”

enough  for  you.

“  i wore makeup when we dated because I thought you'd like me more.  ”

“  i know that you loved before.  ”

“  tried so hard to be everything that you like.  ”

“  i read all of your self-help books so you'd think that I was smart.  ”

“  stupid, emotional, obsessive little me.  ”

“  i knew from the start this is exactly how you'd leave.  ”

“  you found someonе more exciting.  ”

“  you left me there cryin', wonderin' what I did wrong.  ”

“  you always say I'm never satisfied but I don't think that's true.  ”

“  all I ever wanted was to be enough for you.  ”

“  maybe I'm just not as interesting as the girls you had before.  ”

“  you couldn't have cared less about someone who loved you more.  ”

“  i'd say you broke my heart but you broke much more than that.  ”

“  i don’t want your sympathy, i just want myself back.  ”

“  don’t you think i loved you too much to be used and discarded?  ”

“  don't you think I loved you too much to think I deserve nothing?  ”

“  don’t tell me you’re sorry, feel sorry for yourself.  ”

“  someday i’ll be everything to somebody else.  ”

“  you’ll be the one crying.  ”

happier.

“  we broke up a month ago. ”

“  your friends are mine you know.  ”

“  you’ve moved on, found someone new.  ”

“  i thought my heart was detached from all the sunlight of our past.  ”

“  she’s so sweet, she’s so pretty.  ”

“  does she mean you forgot about me ?  ”

“  i hope you’re happy but not like how you were with me.  ”

“  i’m selfish i know. i can’t let you go.  ”

“  find someone great, but don’t find no one better.  ”

“  i hope you’re happy, but don’t be happier.  ”

 “  do you tell her she’s the most beautiful girl you’ve ever seen?  ”

“  an eternal love bullshit you know you’ll never mean.  ”

“  remember when i believe you meant it when you said it first to me?  ”

“  now i’m picking her apart like cutting her down will make you miss my wretched heart.  ”

“  she’s beautiful, she looks kind.  ”

“  she probably gives you butterflies.  ”

“  i wish you all the best, really.  ”

“  say you love her, just not like you loved me.  ”

“  think of me fondly when your hands are on her.  ”

jealousy  jealousy.

“  i kinda wanna throw my phone across the room.  ”

“  all i see are girls too good to be true.  ”

“  i know their beauty’s not my lack but it feels like that weight is on my back.  ”

“  comparison is killing me slowly.  ”

“  i think i think too much.  ”

“  i’m so sick of myself, i’d rather be anyone else.  ”

“  my jealousy started following me.  ”

“  i see everyone getting all the things i want.  ”

“  i’m happy for them, but then again, i’m not.  ”

“  i can’t stand it.  ” 

“  oh god i sound crazy.  ”

“  their win is not my loss, i know it’s true.  ”

“  i can’t help getting caught up in it all.  ”

“  all your friends are so cool.  ”

“  you go out every night.  ”

“  you’re living the life.  ”

“  i want to be you so bad, and i don’t even know you.  ”

“  all i see is what i should be.  ”

favourite  crime.

“  know that i love you so bad.  ”

“  i let you treat me like that.  ”

“  i was your willing accomplice.  ”

“  i watched as you fled the scene.  ”

“  doe-eyed as you buried me.  ”

“  the things i did just so i could call you mine.  ”

“  the things you did. well, i hope i was your favourite crime.  ”

“  you used me as an alibi.  ”

“  i crossed my heart and you crossed the line.  ”

“  i defended you to all my friends.  ”

“  every time i siren sounds, i wonder if you’re around.  ”

“  you know that i’d do it all again.  ”

“  it’s bittersweet to think about the damage that we’d do.  ”

“  i was going down but i was doing it with you.  ”

“  i say that i hate you with a smile on my face.  ”

“  look what we became.  ” 

hope  ur  ok.

“  his parents cared more about the bible than being good to their own child.  ”

“  wore long sleeves because of his dad.  ”

“  somehow we fell out of touch.  ”

“  hope he took his bad deal and made a royal flush.  ”

“  don’t know if i’ll see you again someday.  ”

“  i hope that you’re okay.  ”

“  her parents hated who she loved.  ”

“  she was brought into a world where family was merely blood.  ” 

“  with the courage to unlearn all of their hatred.  ”

“  we don’t talk much.  ”

“  i miss you and i hope that you’re okay.  ”

“  address the letter to the holes in my butterfly wings.  ”

“  nothing’s forever, nothing is as good as it seems.  ”

“  when the clouds are ironed our and the monsters creep into your house, every door is hard to close.  ”

“  i hope you know how proud i am.  ”

“  i hope that you’re happier today.  ”

“  i love you and i hope that you’re okay.  ”  

#rp meme #rp sentence meme #rp sentence starters #ask meme #rp ask prompts #lyrical meme #lyric rp meme #this took approx 900 years to make

[chil2de]

Your sharing a bed with the JJK men hc's were incredible 😩 special mentions for Megumi's bed head, Nanami being a secret cuddle bug, and Yuuta having to drink both iced coffees (that fucking sent me fjdndnfd I could picture it so clearly).

You're super talented so could I, er, possible get a NSFW version? 👀 💳💥💥💥💳💳💥💳💥

Thank you so much 🥺💕

hello anonie!!! thank you dear i’m so glad you liked them!! please the credit card emojis had me cackling LMFAOOOO you really made my whole day out here!!!(THE ICED COFFEE WAS MY FAVOURITE PART TOO)

well i managed to hit the max amount of characters allowed in a tumblr post with five characters alone so i’m going to have to split this up into several posts. it just kinda happened ig

characters in this post: itadori yuuji, gojo satoru, okkotsu yuuta, fushiguro toji (megumi was supposed to be here but i had to reserve him for next post😔)

this work is nsfw. if you’re new here, please read my disclaimer before proceeding. thank you and enjoy!

based off of this post

itadori

- itadori would prob be a ‘deer in the headlights’ if you woke him up in the middle of the night

- but after that? shit, he’s so nice to you. so kind and generous for his baby girl. whether he’s fucking you ‘cause he thinks you might be able to sleep after an orgasm or there’s just an incessant desire for him- doesn’t really matter all that much to itadori. he loves you either way :)

- gets horny so easily LMFAO

- would 100% dick you down if you asked him to and i like to think that he still keeps his really sweet personality during sex cause aaaa he would be so soft and reassuring

- hardcore dom yuuji sounds sexy as all hell but let’s be real… this man won’t kill a fly and apologises for stepping on ants. only exception being angry sex but overall reserving hard dom for sukuna :)

you pepper tiny kisses onto itadori’s face, treating him with the utmost care like handling fine china. his skin feels so soft against your lips, and he smells very faintly of milky soap. there’s some traces of brand cologne on his shirt, as well as his natural scent.

“yuuujiii-“ you coo, blowing air very gently. when he doesn’t stir, you run your fingertips through a bundle of his cotton candy tainted hair. it evokes a reaction from him, so you continue to press him.

“y-uuuu-ji!”

after a few moments, itadori lets out a soft whine before grumbling incoherent blabber. “i won’t eat the pineapple! kugisaki will scream at me!”

you giggle before prodding him again, when finally he relents and jolts awake, eyes wide and mouth slightly parted at how close your face is to his.

“‘s it morning yet?” he wrinkles his nose, stifling a yawn. you emit a hum in thought before wrapping your arms around his neck, pulling you into him. itadori squeaks in surprise when he feels you latch your lips onto his neck, suckling and carefully breaking the bonds underneath his sensitive skin. his moan comes out groggy, still laced with sleep.

“that drives me crazy, you know that, right?” itadori laughs, though his voice comes as a wobble.

“i know. and they look so good on you too, hm?” you giggle, caressing one hand from his neck and then down to the hem of his shirt. your fingertips flutter against his bare skin and he shivers physically and audibly. you smooth your palm flat along his chest, dragging your nails carefully against his muscles.

“kinda.. wanna.. go to.. sleep.. but i don’t.. wanna fall asleep…” itadori mumbles against his pillow. the fabric muffles most of it, but there’s a strain in his voice that leads you to believe he’s moaning lightly. guess after sukuna ripped his heart out, this area hasn’t been quite the same, huh?

“so? then go to sleep, yuuji. i’ll be fine-“ “-no way! i gotta take care of you”

“so why don’t you?”

“‘m going to! i was asleep just half a minute ago!”

“and besides-“

he shifts himself up into a sitting position, leaning his back against the headrest. itadori opens his arms, motioning for you to crawl on top of him. without any haste, you clamber over his built frame, ghosting just over the print of his hard dick.

“not that i mind but- we did, you know, in the morning already-“ “oh, shit, sorry- it’s totally fine if you don’t want t-“ “-just messing with you!”

itadori pulls your neck down and gifts you with the same treatment you were offering him earlier. his tongue is hot and wet against your skin and you can already feel the precipitation forming at the back of your knees. calloused yet tender hands smooth around your waist and he smooths his palms over your shoulder blades.

after itadori’s satisfied with the mark he left, you can’t help but groan a little into his mouth when his lips suddenly claim yours. he drinks you up, relying solely on your taste like he’s drowning and you’re the air he needs.

itadori takes his sweet time cherishing you, or rather it’s still his state of half slumber, but you can feel a dull ache prick your abdomen. you scratch up his shirt, motioning for him to take it off. you’re unsure what comes over you, but shit, you don’t want him- you need him.

“heyheyhey, ‘s okay. don’t worry, i got you.”

“i’ll take care of you.”

“just relax, okay? i got this.” he only coos with sweet reassurances, peppering small kisses and handling you with the utmost precision.

you whimper, balancing your palms flat against his abdomen for additional support as you sink down onto itadori’s cock. he lets out a hum of content, forehead bumping against yours as he allows you to adjust.

“you good?” he murmurs after a few moments, capturing a few strands of your hair in between his fingertips. you nod meekly and itadori hisses out a breathy exhale. he’s sure that if he goes rough as shit you might end up more broken than being able to sleep, so he screws his eyes shut and exhales to maintain his composure.

blazing hot lips scrape against your ear, and his voice comes out in a husky tone.

“tell me how you want it.”

by the lords of everything and all that is holy, itadori only chants the same phrase over and over in his mind. it’s a miracle that he’s able to think straight with all the blood rushing to his cock. he’s more than happy to take it slow, reward you with slow and long strokes while he showers you with high praises. but he can’t ignore the twitch that he experiences when he envisions that pretty lil fucked out face of yours, all messy and ruined for him.

you mutter that you have no preference, that you don’t care because anything he’ll do for you is perfect, and it only gives him a beaming smile at your words.

itadori grabs the scrunched up ball of his shirt that he was wearing before ripping the fabric into half with his bare teeth. you watch his eyebrows perk when he notices how fucking hot you just found that, evident with the way your walls fluttered around him.

“here, babe.”

you part your lips and he stuffs the fabric into your mouth, there’s a little bit of excess hanging out, but he reminds you that you look sexy as hell either way, on top of his dick like that with your hands on his chest, legs spread, face flushed and ready for him.

“don’t wanna be wakin’ anyone else up.”

yuuta

this man is about to end my whole career

yuuta wouldn’t bring it up on his own accord just because… respect.. and he doesn’t want to pressure you or make you uncomfortable into doing things you’re not ready to.

it’s kind of a gray area for him because he doesn’t relish the idea of bringing up sensitive and/or extremely awkward topics so he really said ‘i’ll leave it up to future me’s problem’

but holy shit. let me absolutely tell you.

the second you hint at it? anything of the sorts? 0 to 100. he is FREAKY you cannot tell me he’s innocent just LOOK at the man

can make you scream with ease. all that practice he’s been doing with handling katanas? he doesn’t need his dick to make you cum. will gladly lick up your leftover juices and remark with a smile on his face how ‘it tastes good, angel’

similarly to itadori, i think he would be sweet and patient when asking for your preferences, etc, but after that you’re gonna have to find something to bite onto

“and? what’d you tell her?” yuuta remarks from over his fanned out deck of three cards. his gaze flickers to you as he awaits a response before using his index and middle finger to lay down a +4 card.

“red, by the way.”

you huff and glare at your boyfriend, picking up four cards and attempting to hold them in such a way that they don’t all fall and rattle to the floor. truth be told? you’re seriously a sore fuckin’ loser. you don’t know how he does it, but you’ve never managed to win a game against yuuta.

“i told maki-san that it’s her problem, not mine. if she’s so pressed about people taking them, why does she keep noodles stored in the fridge? really, noodles in the fridge? they’re really spicy as well! made my nose run like hell.” you scoff in distaste, throwing down a random red card on the pile.

“you totally ate them didn’t you?” yuuta giggles, beaming you a wide smile.

“also.. told her that i didn’t see them instead but- yeah.”

“aren’t you worried she’ll find out? oh, and, uno.”

“she might just beat me up to be honest, and, uno, you say? not anymore, love.” you sneer, throwing down a +4 card.

“i want green.”

“i’d protect you.” yuuta states over his cards. you feel like cracking a joke and laughing, but there’s absolutely zero implication on his facial features to show that he’s joking. that, and his serious tone, of course.

you flip your cards down onto the table and yuuta squeaks, pointing towards them.

“uh- i can see your cards-“

“it’s okay, not like i was gonna win anyway.”

at this point, yuuta’s mind races a hundred miles an hour. he’s panicking, blood pressure raised, heart thumping and throat clogged. oh, shit, did he do something wrong? did he upset you? is it ‘cause he said he’d protect you with no regards to the fact that you’re perfectly capable of fending yourself off against maki? fuck, he’s such a god damn screw-up, can’t even take care of his girlfriend correct-

“hey.”

your fingertips slide around his neck, hands interlocking at the base of his head. your thighs balance on his lap and you straddle him, legs either side of his.

he can’t help but hitch his breath, holding it in as though one wrong move and you would dematerialise.

“what’re you thinking about in that head of yours?”

whether you’re referencing his mini panic attack just now, or if you’re referring to all the multiple times he’s battled just bending you over and railing the absolute shit out of you, there’s not much room for debate when you brush your clothed sex up against the print of his dick.

yuuta snakes his slender hands around your throat, holding it in place. you can feel the arousal pool and wash over you, and you’d be more than surprised if you hadn’t soaked through your clothes.

he lets out a breathy laugh, devastating your stomach with butterflies due to how attractive he sounds. yuuta’s soft lips brush the shell of your ear and his other hand moves to rest on your waist,

“why don’t i show you?”

before you can utter a tease something along the lines of “show me what? how you’re too scared to hit me in bed?” you’re already down, flipped over and bent over the table you and yuuta were using moments prior ago for uno. the cards have splattered all over the wooden floor and you only hiss in discomfort as the cool surface scratches against your delicate skin. your boyfriend towers over you, leaning down as his torso clicks into place against your back. even through his titanium white jacket, you can feel his calm and collected heartbeat. he rests his head on your shoulder, nudging his face into you.

“don’t scream, okay? or, try not to, at least-“

his warm fingertips ghost over the curve of your ass, where he pinches the skin there before delivering a loud slap. you squeak, back arching as you jolt from the action. he proceeds by grabbing the inside of your thighs, long middle finger hoisting around your underwear and pulling it to the side. he makes note of the red lingerie you’re wearing and gives you a small chuckle, peppering a kiss to the side of your face.

“-unless, of course-“

“-you’d prefer everyone hear me fuck you stupid.”

“safe word’s blue, angel. i love you and thank you.”

truth be told, you were never sure what to expect from yuuta. hell, you’d never really seen the man’s dick before, sure you caught glimpses in the morning whenever he’d wake up but it’s really not the same. nothing in the world can compare to the first time you felt his piping hot tip brush up against your slicked cunt. and it was embarrassing, actually, the way your pussy was seething for him already.

with a firm hold on your tailbone, yuuta utilises his lower body strength to ram his dick all the way inside. there’s a garbled and choked moan that hisses from you when you feel your walls wrap and deform around the girth of yuuta’s dick. you whine even more so when you can physically feel a thick vein that decorates his shaft.

“the mirror.” yuuta commands in a low tone, redirecting you to glance at the same mirror you’d always fantasised about him fucking you in front of.

his eyes are half lidded, riddled with concentration. it reminds you of that feral and focused gaze he gets during serious battles.

“don’t look at me. look here.”

you trail the outline of yuuta’s arm veins as a result of him rolling his uniform sleeves up; following his v line that points towards his dick. you can only gawk in awe when you realise you’ve taken him to the base of his shaft.

his gaze locks with yours for a split second and he snaps his hips out until just about his tip is visible inside your cunt.

and shit, if his pretty pink cock isn’t the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen, especially with that attractive curve. you’re sure the gesture is just to wind you up, but you can’t help but swoon at him showcasing his pride to you.

“so- mmhf- pretty-“ you whine, words jumbled and breath caught when he slams his dick inside without any prior warning. you can only shriek in exclamation when his tip bruises your cervix, and you’re unsure whether you lament the sensation or not.

he only gives you a cheerful hum, reminding you of his usual cheery disposition. it’s not until then that you realise how much of a fucking beast he’s acting right now.

“right? i’ll put it to good use, i promise.”

gojo

- i know we’re all thinking the same thing here lmfao

- trying to sleep? good for you, now, open your legs for satoru.

- oh you can’t sleep? atta girl, down on your knees for satoru.

- bye i can literally imagine gojo saying some dumbass shit like “think you were trying to sleep but i couldn’t help but think how good my dick would look down your throat like that. sorry, love, you’re not sleeping tonight.”

you blink your eyes in turn with the cicadas chirping aside, stifling a yawn. everything around you down to the very last detail screams at you to sleep, but you just cannot. from the pitch black night that floods the room obscurely, to gojo’s even and quiet breathing beside you. you’ve tried it all. you’ve counted an excess amount of sheep, you’ve tensed and relaxed your body more than you can remember. hell, no matter how many times you’ve flipped the pillow you always seemed to feel less exhausted each time.

you can’t watch netflix, because you’ve binged all your favourite shows. it’s not that you’d wake gojo up because, who cares? by the time you finish scrolling through the endless lists it’ll be time to get up.

you ponder over the things you can do, continuing to subconsciously blink furiously. that is until gojo makes note of your stupid actions and starts giggling like a high schooler at his first sleepover.

“what the hell are you doing?” he snorts, cackling into the pillow like it’s the best joke he’s heard for quite some time.

“shut up, satoru. i’m trying to sleep you ass.” you tut at him, berating him for ruining your divine concentration.

gojo audibly shifts onto his stomach, his right arm crosses over the back of his head as he lazily rests his palm onto his scalp. the other arm preoccupies itself by landing it smack bang onto your chest, fingers wandering up to cup your breast.

“satoru, huh? that’s daddy for ya” he remarks, still giggling in a state of half asleep.

“uh-huh. goodnight.” you dismiss him and his nonsense.

“just go take a shower. always helps me whenever i can’t sleep.”

“hm? you’re giving me actual good advice and being a normal boyfriend? i think i might be asleep already, this is the best dream ever.” you remark sarcastically, prying gojo’s glued wrist off of your breast and sitting up. you could go for a shower, actually. you’re not sure why but it’s always so therapeutic to take one at night rather than the morning.

“huuuh? how could you say that? you’re so mean, (y/n)-chaan! i offered you my love and the world and this is how you repay m-“

“-goodnight satoru. i love you.”

“don’t think professing your love for me will change my mind! i’m still upset at you right now, young lady!” gojo shouts from over his pillow, exclaiming and irritating you in the way he knows how to best.

“yeah, yeah. okay.” you mumble softly to yourself, bearing a wide grin from ear to ear nonetheless.

when you move to crank the water on in the shower, you realise that you didn’t bring along a change of clothes. you momentarily pop back into the bedroom to ransack the drawer for anything that you can find.

“are you back to apologise for being so mean to me?” gojo whines and you can see the pout evident on him even when it’s pitch black.

“no, i’m just here for clothes, satoru.”

you hear him mumble something but it’s muffled by the sheets he’s underneath so you don’t heed any attention to it and resume in taking a shower to help keep your insomnia at bay.

with a ginger step and a small ‘oopf’, you heave yourself into the large shower that only a headass like gojo would bother buying. it’s reminiscent to what a hot tub looks like on the inside, with surrounding jets practically in a full 360 degrees. the things so steep that there’s a small step up in front of the shower outside the actual structure. it must have cost quite the fortune.

you reach in for the built in shelf to grab ahold of some of your toiletries as you allow the water to fall in a gentle sprinkle, almost like rain. there’s an audible squeeze reminiscent to trying to get the last ounces of ketchup as you apply some body gel to your hands, lathering it up.

despite standing, the warmth of the water leads your muscles to feel less tense. the only noteworthy downside is that the running water is tremendously loud. how on earth is gojo sleeping through all that racket?

slender fingertips ghost over your inner thighs. you can feel his wet and sturdy chest in place against your spine.

“surprised to see me?”

“you know i can’t let my baby talk shit like that.”

really? that’s his issue at hand here?

“so which is it?”

“acting like an intolerant brat because you’re tired or ‘cause you wanna get dicked down?”

gojo loops his arm underneath your leg, bending it up. you almost topple over in the process and you lay one hand flat against the tile.

“don’t answer that. sometimes it’s so obvious that you’re such a whore for my dick.”

“huh?! what the shit are you saying?” you snap at how correct he is.

gojo yanks your face back, digging his fingers into your cheeks as he forces you to face him. it almost sends your neck into two pieces, straining to look back at him.

“oh, really princess? just the other day you were begging me to fuck you”

“remember that? couldn’t wait so you rode me in the car? you know, baby, all you gotta do is ask.”

your legs tremble and psyche wobbles when he pries your mouth open with his thumb, promptly before spitting into it.

“don’t bother with the bullshit. i’ll play the games, not you.”

he drags his hard cock against the curve of your ass, slapping it against you.

“i don’t think i feel like fuckin’ you right now.” gojo sneers, humming sardonically. his lips quickly latch onto yours when you spin around to meet his gaze. like the fucker he is, gojo moans and whines into the kiss- lips ravaging you whole and tongue capturing your essence.

“baby girl, i was gonna let you top me. you know i don’t let anyone do that.”

his long middle finger prods against your cunt, forcing itself in with ease.

“damn, you’re soaked. you really wanted to milk me dry that bad?”

you hate him. hate him so fucking bad. he flashes you that attractive smile of his, azure eyes sparkling and snow white hair disturbed with water.

gojo pulls his finger out before sucking onto it in front of you, lapping all the excess arousal off.

“i’m not playing with you tonight.”

toji

- i literally don’t even need to say anything here

- just be sure to make a hospital check up appointment or something

- um-i uh- please remember to breathe after this one? maybe touch some grass? ALSO my first time writing for toji AAA i hope he’s okay

maybe if you don’t breathe? nah, that wouldn’t work. there’s still air acting around your limbs when you move so you’d be disturbing the barriers there. let’s see… maybe bit by bit? surely if you slowly inched his shirt up? then again, wouldn’t toji chew you out halfway through? maybe you should just give it to him straight up? just slip your hand under his shirt. come on. but he looks so peaceful, sleeping like that.. long eyelashes fluttered closed, lips relaxed and not scowling. his eyebrows are softly arched. he looks so soft, lips parted, chest rising and falling with every breath.

fuck it. just do it. cuddle him already.

you muster up all your courage in one fell swoop and you bend one leg over toji, resting it just above his groin. your right arm sprawls out over his chest and your hand rests against his toned arm. he’s already sleeping with one arm bent up with his hand supporting the back of his head, so you utilise the free real estate to nestle your head in the crook of where his shoulder and collarbone meet.

when he doesn’t move after a while, you deem your life to be safe and exhale with ease.

“you’re not asleep.” toji states in a groggy, husky tone. it’s supposed to be a question, but, coming from him it almost sounds like a challenge.

“yes?” you squeak out meekly.

“‘yes?’ you asleep or not?”

“i can’t sleep again.” you murmur against his shirt and he exhales a small sigh. the arm that you’re clinging onto moves to draw small circles on your thigh that rests on toji.

“when’d you notice?” you inquire, glancing down at his large wrists.

“like five minutes ago. nice try, kid.” toji snorts indifferently, chuckling at your behaviour.

when you don’t make an effort to respond, toji’s interest peaks and he lets out a small hum of intrigue when he follows your gaze.

he turns his head, brushing his lips up against your temples.

“see anything interesting down there?”

“as a matter of fact-“

you nestle yourself in between toji’s large and built thighs, digits curling around the waistband of his boxers. he only smirks at you through the dark, cock twitching through the fabric. you notice toji hover his hips up so that you can slide his boxers off for him and you happily oblige.

“-i do.” you chime, licking your lips.

it’s cute, though, if you thought toji was gonna let you handle him like that all by yourself.

as you kiss a trail up his thick shaft, toji yanks ahold fistfuls of your hair before grabbing your face off of his cock.

“who said you could suck my dick? that’s real cute.”

“thinking you actually have a place in my house.”

“i didn’t train you to be such a depraved slut. know your fucking place, because this isn’t it.”

“how many times do i gotta tell you? you don’t belong here. look around. do you see anything that shows a woman lives here? no? that’s because you’re nothing but a fuck doll for me.”

toji hisses out profanities at the gag you spew when he slams your tiny little mouth back down on his dick.

“lose the teeth you imbecile. unless you’re trying to tell me that you can’t suck my dick properly.”

incessant whines and garbled sentences are muffled by toji’s cock. whatever remnants you had of your vision are nothing but a blur as tears stream your cheeks, nose running and sniffles resurface in a repeating pattern over the slick sounds of slurping and gagging. your mouth stretches as far as it can go and the corners of your lips shriek in despair. you can feel the skin there stretch and pull beyond what’s considered normal.

even through all that, you manage to glance up at toji through your water logged lashes. you’ll be a good girl for him. you need to be.

“fuuuck. that’s a pretty sight.” he grumbles and a deep chuckle resonates through his chest. within a few moments, toji fumbles to reach for something.

you can only wince and screw your eyes at the suddenly blinding flash of a light in front of you. one can only assume he’s taken a photo of you in your humiliating state.

you can feel the fear settle into your veins when that telltale ping of a message being sent vibrates throughout the room. if you were to listen hard enough, you could hear a notification go off in the next room over.

your throat feels raw, jaw tense and locked open. it’s been a good twenty minutes of toji face fucking you to teach you a valid lesson. it’s all in the will of him wanting to drag this on, savouring every miniscule slurp, whimper or gasp. when his strokes start to feel sloppier than usual, you can’t help but feel relieved.

as you squirm about due to toji shooting hot ropes of his thick cum down your throat, the door softly clicks open.

“megumi. you’re just in time.”

“she’s way more obedient than your mom ever used to be.”

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NCT Dream love languages

Mark:

his favourite way to show love is through quality time. he is so busy that nothing means more to him than this. after a long day he’ll still make sure to find time to go and see you, sometimes he doesn’t speak, or doesn’t speak much. but you know that him taking the time to come and see you shows his love. he’ll travel for days and miles and give up nights of sleep just to spend time with you. his favourite way to receive love is also through quality time. any time that he’s not working he wants to be with you, whatever state he’s in, you can easily make him feel better and whenever you go out of your way to see him, his heart just sings. somehow, when he falls into your embrace, all thoughts of work and stresses of the day just melt off him and he finally feels relaxed. mark claims that your presence is magic, warming his whole soul and reminding him how loved he is. all he needs to do is see you, and he’s okay. you show him that someone is always on his side, no matter what

Renjun:

his favourite way to show love is through acts of service. although he may complain about you being lazy when you ask him to get you a glass of water, he will always get up and make sure to get you a glass of water with a few ice cubes in it cause he knows you like it cold. he does what you ask, and makes it even better, because he thinks you deserve the best and so that is what he will do his best to give you. sometimes he does the small things without thinking about it, like taking off your makeup when you’re too tired to do it yourself, or making sure that his cupboard is always stocked with your favourite snack. renjun appreciates nothing more than you telling him how much you love him. bonus points if you hold his face as you do. words of affirmation can reach his soul better than anything else. he loves to watch you when you speak, your eyes sparkling as you talk about something you’re passionate about, and when your eyes sparkle when talking about him, renjun knows he’s in love. renjun always likes to listen to you talk, and even though he‘ll never admit it, listing reasons you love him always makes his heart skip a few beats

Jeno:

unless it’s in a song, jeno isn’t too good with words, and having any big romantic gestures just always make him feel a bit awkward. that’s why he loves it when love is shown in simple everyday ways. and acts of service is both his favourite way to show and receive love. between a busy job, and constantly being watched by management, it’s not like you have a lot of time together, but the simple things like bringing some food to the practice rooms, or making him breakfast in the mornings so that you could be up and spend time before he leaves just remind him of how much he loves you. and he brings you your favourite drink in the mornings, writes you notes to tell you where he’s gone. a lot of these are done without thinking because it’s become instinct for him to love you. and seeing how loving him has become instinct for you as well just makes him feel like the luckiest person alive. your lives don’t revolve around the other person, but they are the foundation of it, as if, without them, you wouldn’t be able to remember how to survive. though jeno may not be great at saying it, he will always show you how much he treasures you

Hyuck:

physical touch is a huge form of comfort for hyuck and shows perfectly just how much he loves you. it is, and always will be, his favourite way to show love. if you’ve had a bad day, he’ll simply open up his arms and just let you fall into them. he always strokes your cheek with his thumb when he holds your face, he plays with your hair whenever you’re cuddling, and he likes to surprise you with random hugs and kisses at any given time. it’s a reminder that he’s there, not just emotionally, but literally right there beside you for as long as you’ll let him. physical touch is also his favourite way to receive love. the same way he comforts you is the way he caves to be comforted. melts whenever you play with his hair, or surprise him with hugs or randomly come and sit on him. and just hums in contentment whenever he’s in your arms. hyuck doesn’t like to just be close to you, he has to be touching you in some way to feel better. holding onto you, or being held reminds him that you’re his, and he has something so absolutely amazing in his life. hyuck needs that reminder because he often can’t quite believe he’s that lucky

Jaemin:

jaemin shows his love both through physical touch and quality time. he loves to cuddle you and hugs and kisses are always a must, but sometimes he’s just having one of those days and all he wants to do is sit in silence and just know that you’re there. he’s not always going to smother you in kisses and attention, but he is always going to be right by your side if you need him. he’ll never leave you feeling like you’re alone. he’ll make time for you no matter what, and makes sure to give you his undivided attention whenever he can. you are, and always will be, a priority for him. jaemin is a surprisingly insecure person, his biggest fear is about how his idol persona is different from who he is in real life, especially when he was younger. he gets nervous that you deserve someone better than him and your words of affirmation reassure him like nothing else can. you can completely put him at ease, saying how you love him for him and listing reasons as to why he’s perfect for you. whenever he’s having a bad day the boys know just to call you, you always seem to know the right thing to say to him. you bring comfort, security and love all in just a few words and jaemin is forever grateful that he has someone who understands him as well as you do

Chenle:

chenle loves to spoil you within an inch of your life, so his favourite way to show love is through gifts he just sees something and if it reminds him of you, then he buys it. you’re always on his mind somehow and this shows through the amount of things he gets you. sometimes they’re large and expensive, but more often than not, it’s something small but incredibly personal, like that cactus by your bedside table cause he noticed it was your favourite shade of green, or the flower hair clip that you use because he thought the rose on it reminded him of you. he sees you everywhere and doesn’t even realise it himself. although he would never admit it, his favourite way to receive love is physical touch. just the simple things like the fact that you never forget to give him a goodbye kiss, even if you’re annoyed at him. the way that you stroke his hair when he’s stressed calms him down to the point where he often falls asleep in your lap. chenle had never thought of himself as a touchy person, but theres something so intoxicating about your touch that makes him never want to leave your arms. if he could, he would just curl up around you like a koala and never let go

Jisung:

quality time is and always will be jisung’s favourite way to show and receive love. no matter where he is, he wants you there. if he’s in the dance studio, he wants to be teaching the dance to you, or just making fools out of yourselves, or just letting music play in the background as you sit and chat. if he’s in the dorm, he wishes that you were sat next to him, watching this movie too, or playing the same game. he tried to find time with you whenever he can, and whenever you do the same he just feels special. when you take time out of your day, or push things back so that you can see him he almost doesn’t know how to react. you prioritising him shows to him how much you care because he’s important. it’s simple to love each other, you just need to make time to see the other person and that time together will be special no matter what because you’re together. being around you puts always puts jisung in a good mood, and he doesn’t really know how. he wants to be around you all the time, and will do anything for that feeling that you give him to be all that he feels forever

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hi<3

Harry james potter request where he just win a Quidditch game and his girlfriend (reader) promised him a reward.

smut prompt #26. "wait to see what i'm wearing under it" & #30. "well, i think you're being a bad girl, don't you think you deserve a punishment?" also #27. "just one more, for me."

Reminder: it is completely fine if you don't want to do it so no pressure! It's your account, and it's your choise so I understand :)

- Stay happy, love!

Prize| harry James potter

Summary: that was always something about the cocky grin on Harry's face after he has won a match that made you all hot and bothered,this time,you decieded to take matters into your own hands.

Pairing:harry James potter X fem! reader

Warnings:smut, fingering,oral(f receiving), overstimulation, penetrative sex, degradation,Dom! Harry,hints of subspace.

Prompts: smut prompt list

#25 "wait to see what I'm wearing under it"

#30 "well,I think you are being a bad girl,don't you think you deserve a punishment?"

#27 "just one more,for me"

A/n:first of all hello,and thank you so much for your request! Second of all, sorry it took so long to respond I was out of town visiting my godmother and the internet connection there is awful,but I'm finally back home,and posting again!

That was very cool to write, harry owns me on a silver platter,it was also my first time writing overstimulation stuff so I hope it doesn't sucks.

Hope you enjoy it <3

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The match had came to an end after what felt like forever, griffindor had won, and that meant youd have to deal with an extra cocky harry.

You weren't such a quidditch enthusiastic, but you loved harry and wanted to show it to him,so you always came to watch and cheer extra loudly for him.

As usual, there was a party planned on the common room to celebrate the victory and hard work of the team by being showered with firewhiskey and a lot of music.

Now what you had planned for tonight's party was the real news. There was something about seeing harry all confident and extroverted that just did it for you,letting you all hot and bothered, so you decieded to take matters into your own hands.

After greeting the boy by the door of the locker rooms and make sure he would be at the party you came back to your dorm to put your plan to work, you took a fancy shower with all the self care products you owned,then you dressed up in a sexy pair of see through dark blue lingerie, putting on top a a tight black dress to ensinuate your curves.after fixing your hair and putting on some makeup you were ready to go down to the common room.

You went in naturally through the door, being used to said so celebration,you saw harry sitting in the couch bickering his drink,almost spilling it when looked up and saw you in a dress much shorter than you used to wear

"hi,uhm,wow,you look..."

"brilliant?"

"y-yes"

You chuckled lightly at how easily you could flutter the boy;you choose to ignore how he was devouring you with his eyes,and invited him to the improvised dance floor,being familiar with the playlist of Muggle sounds playing in the background.

The little firewhiskey you took making you confident enough to start purposely grinding down on harry times enough to make his mind wander to some dirty thoughts.

"I'm warning you y/n,you should stop while I'm being nice"the look in his face was hard

"stop what?"you knew that playing dumb would get you exactly what you wanted,encouraging you to bat your eyelashes at him innocently.

He chuckled darkly, expression getting even harder.

"you know exactly what you are doing don't you?"he smirked and pressed his tongue against the inside of his cheeck.

You kept ignoring his warnings and getting even more confident while swinging your hips to the beat,while harry shamelessly stared at your body,giving you an awesome terrible idea.

In one swift move you locked your lips on his, slightly biting his bottom lip,them pulling away only to whisper seductively into his ear

"you seen to like my hair huh?wait to see what I'm wearing under it"and then pressed your body against his.

That was it,in a split second,he was dragging you to his dorm by your arm,being followed by weird looks and wolf whistles, everybody knew what you were about to do,so it was no surprise to find the bedroom empty

Once inside it,he slammed the door shut pinning you on it and passionately kissing you,roaming his hands all over your body,lips now trailing down your jawline to your neck, getting on that spot that made you melt.

"bet you liked acting like a whore, let's see if you like what comes now"

He threw you on his bed,and proceeded to assault your neck,claiming you with red marks all over,knocking the breath out of your lungs.

"your dress,"he gave your clothes body another hungry look"take it off, now"

You did as you were told without hesitation,presenting him his favourite post game prize, pulling out a huge smirk from him

"all of this for me huh?"if he looked hungry,now he was a starved man looking at his favourite meal.

His gaze shot from your body directly into your eyes.

"well I think you were being a bad girl, don't you think you deserve a punishment?"

You felt yourself get wetter over your panties where a damp spot were already sitten,you simply looked at him with this doe eyes and he already knew what you wanted.

His feather like touches teasing you through the fabric of your underwear, slowly taking them off,teasing you by rubbing agonizingly slow circles on your clit,making you gasp loudly;harry slowly but surely buried his fingers on your cunt,knowing very well how to find that spot that made you melt and giving it no rest,prescisely brushing his fingertips in there with every thrust of his hand.

As his ring and middle finger pumped your pussy,his thumb played with your clit,bringing you closer and closer to a release.

Harry could feel the familiar feeling of your pussy clenching around his fingers,he leaned his body upon yours,attacking your neck once more,never stopping the ministrations on your pussy,it was definitely gonna leave a mark,but he knew you liked to be marked by him,so that everyone knows what he's getting after a well played match

"are you going to cum?"

"yes!" You somehow breathed out

"let go them"

You came almost immediately after his words, feeling your orgasm wash over you,at first you find it Weir that he so easily gave you your release,you were expecting him to tease the hell out of you and make you beg for him to let you cum.

But when his fingers didn't stopped after you rode out your high,it was when it hit you,he was going to overstim you,turn you into a sloppy mess,the startled look you gave him letted the boy know you were aware of his intentions,but it never stopped him though,he just winked at you,before diving into your pussy like he needed it for a living,tongue flicking your little bud,fingers never ceasing

You were still sensitive due to the orgasm you just had,the vibrations his groans of pleasure sent to your core had you already on the brink of cumming again,moans getting more desperte and hard to hold.

"ha-ah!-harry, gonna cum again"

"weren't you acting like a slut?that's what sluts like you get,just what you fucking asked for"

These words were all you needed to push you over the edge,coating his fingers and moth on your release.

You were already a whimpering mess,harry had that power over you,make you putty in his hands with so little,the sight of him pulling his pants down along with his briefs made you whine loudly,both for seeing his rock hard cock finally free,and for the thought of him fucking you in such a fucked out state

Harry knew you,he knew how you could get carried away,but he was painfully hard and just needed to feel your warm walls clench and cum around his cock.

He started to pepper little kisses all over your face whispering sweet nothings in your ear while easing himself inside you,his groans and whimpers in sync with your moans.he really did try to hold himself but you were just so close to him,so warm,so his,he quickly started a relentless pace

At this point you were giving zero fucks about being quite,just straight out moaning aloud.

"that's right princess,let the whole castle know how good I make you feel,f-fuck so tight"

You were literally quivering,shaking underneath the boy,wanting to get closer and away from him at the same time,it was hurting,but felt so good you didn't had the heart to stop

"h-harry 's sensitive,too much,'s too much!"

Now call him a masochist but this boy loves seeing you like this,writhing underneath him,face contorting in both pleasure and pain,him being the cause of it.

"fuck,I know love,just one more,for me"

He reached his hand down to toy with your clit,sending you into a blissful high,eyes shutting close as you came hard with a loud cry.

The way your pussy clenched impossibly tighter around him was all he needed before filling you up with his warm cum.

Once you regained yourself and opened your eyes again,you were met with harry holding a wet cloth and a glass of water.

"you okay love?was it too much?are you still with me?"

"it's fine,I'm here love,just tired" once the adrenaline ran out it was hard to keep your eyes open,a drowzy smile on your face.

"all right, let's get you ready to rest"

Harry handed you the glass,and carefully wiped you clean while you drank,he them handed you a pair of his boxers and one of his shirts,after you were all dressed up you just snuggled against each other,curled in your own little bubble of affection until doze off to sleep.

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Sorry,I don't do good with endings,and sorry for any mistakes,English is not my first language.

Hope you like it,tell me if something needs a change.

#Harry potter #harry potter smut #harry potter blurb #harry potter x you #hp smut #harry potter x reader #harry potter x y/n #harry potter x fem!reader

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it'll be a wednesday | q. hughes

inspired by sabrina carpenters "skinny dipping."

summary: you and quinn ended your friendship a while ago and you haven't talked to him since. one wednesday, things start to look up

pairing: quinn x clumsy!reader

word count: 1.9k

taglist: @heatabovejakey @idfan21 @boeswhore // join my taglist here :)

note: i'd change "clumsy!reader" to "barely clumsy bc i didnt know how to write it!reader" but i hope u enjoy <3

you know you shouldn't be thinking about it. you know you shouldn't be thinking about him, but obviously you are.

it's been a year since the two of you last spoke, your most recent conversation being less of a talk and more of an argument in your garage. it was stupid then and it's stupid now. you haven't been able to stop thinking about what could have been something beautiful.

your friendship with quinn was the most cherished part of your life and it's been quite hard to forget. you know he doesn't think about you anymore and it hurts because you haven't stopped caring for him as much as you did before. if anything, your care and concern for the sweet boy is only ever growing.

having arguments in your garage was your thing. the harsh words you two threw at each other for days on end were long forgotten and you couldn't care less about the cruel things he said, his venom laced insults not affecting you in the slightest. it was years ago, you figure, so obviously you don't care about it anymore but even then, you dropped the matter as soon as he walked away.

if you could take it back, you would. it doesn't matter who was right and who was wrong, what you guys had was forever. your heart yearns for him and you hold onto the hope that somehow, he might just come back to you.

you could easily find him. it isn't hard to find a canuck on a game day, you just don't want to overstep your boundaries. you both walked out of each others lives willingly and you walking back into his would just stir up unnecessary emotions and drama.

if you do it accidentally, however, that's a different story.

the server behind the counter of the coffee shop gives you a sharp look after you carelessly knock down the sugar container at your table and you sink into your seat. you give her a sheepish smile before you clean up your mess.

what a pitiful sight it is, for the baristas to watch you come in every wednesday all by yourself, just for you to sit on your phone for hours on end. it's yours and quinn's old tradition. you two used to come in every wednesday, usually around 3pm and stay until closing. well, an hour before closing — you didn't want to make the workers upset.

it would seem boring to the rest of the world but for you two it was your haven. you'd disconnect, bask in each other's presence and hide from the shadows of darkness lurking in the corners of your minds.

unfortunately you had to remove the "disconnecting" part, seeing as you no longer have someone to connect with. you have friends who continuously offer to come sit with you but you decline every time. you feel guilty but this is reserved for you and quinn, and he's the only person who can give you company on your regular wednesday coffee stops.

it's funny because you don't actually like coffee. quinn excitedly introduced you to this cozy café on a wednesday afternoon, sometime in 2019. it was the first time you guys were hanging out together and you didn't want to tell him about your dislike for coffee so you put on an act. you didn't know what to get because you never drank it so your smartly asked him to order you his favourite drink.

to your surprise, he ordered a basic oat milk latte. you didn't like it but you pretended you did and after a couple more coffee runs with him, you had to confess. he simply smirked and told you he knew of your dislike towards the drink, wondering how long it was going to take for you to admit it. it's the only coffee you ever drink now and you only drink it here, on wednesdays.

you make it a priority to keep your tradition alive since he left. maybe you do it because of your own selfish reasons, you never really think about why. it just helps you feel closer to him and that's all you want. it reminds you of quinn.

you won't force him back into your life but if by some miracle, if some magical force decides to put him back in your path, you won't let him slip away again.

sighing, you purse your lips while waiting for your latte. its more sweet than bitter to be sitting here with the ghost of quinn, but bittersweet nonetheless. you could say it over and over again, you'd scream it to the world if you had to; you want nothing more than to just talk to him again, to be with him again. it doesn't even have to be for long, a simple run in would do.

it's been over three hundred sixty five days. more than fifty two wednesdays and he hasn't once—

"oat milk lattes for quinn and y/n!"

you look up from your phone and think, there's no chance it's him.

you rush up to the barista to grab your drink, running so fast that your stomach bumps into the counter.

your face scrunches up and you hear a low chuckle behind you. "still as clumsy as ever, hm?"

you try to keep your cool, turning around as you hold your drink and give quinn smile. if only he could hear what's going on in your mind. he knows you well enough to see the cogs turning in your head and you don't realize he can tell how happy you are to see him.

"hi, y/n," he reaches over to grab his drink, his arm brushing lightly against yours. you almost scold him for not wearing something warm but stop yourself. how is he not turning into frosty the snowman? he's wearing a t-shirt in 3°.

"hi! hi quinn, how are you?" you say a bit too excitedly, crossing one foot over the other.

his lip curls upward the teeniest bit but you catch it, the expression warming your heart. "i'm great. how's your family, how's your sister?"

your lips jut forward, slightly accusingly even though you're over the moon that he still cares about your family after all this time. does he not care about how you're doing?

"they're great, happy as ever! maya's being maya, she'll be excited to hear i caught you again!" you don't realize what you're saying until you take a moment to pause.

"i mean, not that i actually caught you, and not that i'm totally gonna tell her that i finally met you again after over a year of coming here every wednesday just to see you— because i won't," you ramble, a red tint casting over the apples of your cheeks.

forgetting your legs are crossed, you take a step and shriek as you tumble forward. if quinn hadn't grabbed your shoulder on time, your precious oat milk latte would be burning his skin and you'd be speeding him to the hospital.

"woah! i'm sorry," you apologize quickly, balancing on your two left feet.

"no worries, just don't feel like getting burned on game day. green would be pissed," he whistles quietly.

your brows knit together. "and how would he feel about you drinking an oat milk latte right now?"

his mouth parts slightly and he glances at the table you two used to sit at before turning his gaze back to you. "what he doesn't know won't hurt him. and speaking of oat milk lattes, when did you start drinking them? last i heard, you only drank them because you wanted to impress me."

"well, maybe i am trying to impress you," you say without a second thought. his eyes crinkle and his head tilts slightly at your words.

you try to facepalm with the hand holding your drink and the lid smashes into your forehead, a red mark forming upon your skin. you find yourself growing embarrassed at how you're acting around quinn and chew on your bottom lip, shifting your weight from one foot to the other.

"you've been coming here every wednesday?" he questions, noticing the self consciousness gnawing at your chest.

your face pales. "um, no! why would i—"

"yes she has!"

you look back at the barista who rat you out and glare at her with the meanest look you can possibly muster. it isn't very much but you hope it gets your point across — as if you weren't the one who had already confessed it to him.

"i just come for my oat milk latte," you reply, the floor suddenly looking more interesting than usual.

"the oat milk latte you never liked?"

"mhm."

you hear a soft sigh and look up at the brunette adoringly. you notice the small bags under his eyes and his messy hair but you appreciate it, and him, every way you can. you'd say he looks different from when you last saw him but you'd be lying if you say you don't watch all his hockey games just to keep up with him.

"is it because we used to?" he asks, a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

"as much as i'd like to say no, i'm not a very good liar," you admit and he smiles, shaking his head at your antics.

"it's been over a year since i last came here. i don't know why i decided to come today.. and it just happened to be a wednesday," he says teasingly.

you bite your cheek at his amused expression, unable to hide the smile making its way onto your face.

"this was really nice, seeing you again. maybe we should do this on purpose sometime?" he asks a bit hesitantly.

you perk up at this, accepting his offer with whatever it entails as you nod your head quickly. would you guys hangout or would it be a date? where would you guys go? what would you do together?

"and we can forget about the arguments in your garage.." he scratches the back of his neck. "which i'm sorry for, by the way."

you shake your head immediately, refusing to hear an apology. "no, we were scared little kids who had our whole lives ahead of us. it didn't make sense back then so it doesn't make sense for you to say sorry."

"kids? we were like nineteen. you're just saying that because you don't want to apologize," he snickers at you and you let out a shushed gasp.

"maybe i don't, there's no problem with that," you shrug as your mind almost turns fuzzy with pleasure.

your eyes lock with his for a minute, both of you reminiscing on the good times and the bad ones you shared. if only time could go backwards so you could fix what was broken.

anyone would be foolish not to see the love you two still hold for each other. in this sense, you and quinn couldn't be more blind.

"we won't sit at our old table, i promise," he speaks, breaking the silence.

you look up at him through your eyelashes, scrunching your nose in confusion and tilting your head. "what do you mean?"

"it'll be a wednesday," he gives you one last smile before stepping back and walking out of the café.

you're astonished as you stand by yourself, wondering what the hell just happened. a fresh start, maybe? is he coming back next week.. for you?

whatever it was, you don't care. all you know is that quinn hughes is finally back in your life and you won't let him slip from the tip of your fingers once more. you'll hold him in the palm of your hand until you know he'll hold you tighter in his.

it will indeed be a wednesday.

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