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#I have had like so little time to draw lately!! I wanted to draw this two weeks ago and get it out before it was meaningless lol
mikobeautifulheart · 2 days
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Hiii, can I request a fic of nanami(established relationship) if he caught to in the act of trying to kill yourself. I get it if you won't do it though..❤
There is like nothing I won't write for I'm that desperate. Plus I have so many ideas.
Tw: self harm, destructive tendencies and depression (angst to ig)
They say you can tell when someone is going to commit. Obviously it isn't true.
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You were the brightest person in the room, every morning when you were all getting assigned missions you would smile and greet everybody.
Nanami didn't know how you did it, always smiling when your job puts you to the dirtiest work of the world. Hell the day you stopped smiling was the day the world ended.
Maybe that's why he was so in love with you, you had so much affection to give him as he had for you, you could always smile brighter for him, laugh louder for him, all you ever did was make him happy.
"Y/n?" He said knocking on the bathroom door.
"Are you okay in there?" he said with little to no concern.
He had come home an hour ago and thought you must have still been on your mission because of how quiet the house was. That was until he heard noises in the bathroom.
"Mmmm" he heard muffled mumbles through the door, not even close to a proper response.
"Y/n i'm coming in okay?" He turns the handle but the door wont budge.
Another sound came from the other side of the door but it was louder like glass smashing on the tile floors.
"Stay away from the door, Do you hear me y/n? I'm going to knock it down"
He wastes no time before he takes a step back before kicking it the first time.
The door makes a splitting sound but dosen't open.
Second Kick.
Again, its more likely he's going to put a hole in the door before he breaks it down.
This time he slams his shoulder into it ripping the hinges off the wall and finally making the door weak enough to rip off the frame.
He pulls the door toward him so he dosen't hit you, and looks into the bathroom to see you on the floor, red around your torso, hair in your face.
He nearly took a step back in shock to see the horror infront of him. Still he went in and lifted your upper half off the ground to see where the blood was coming from.
As his eyes scanned you body you let out a groan.
"Sorry..." You said before quickly shutting your eyes in pain when he touched your arm.
"I didn't want you to be the one who found me..." You said before your mind gave out and your body went limp.
"Y/n? You have to keep your eyes open okay, can you hear me, Y/N" The longer he stayed the more of his composure he lost.
There it was, two long lines of red down both your arms. He rolled your sleeves up to get a better look.
"I'm going to get you to Shoko okay? Just hold out for me, please." He said scattering things all over the floor and pulling out things from the draws until he found bandages, if he didn't stop the bleeding now you would get to Shoko dead.
Carefully he starts wrapping your arms tightly, becoming worried but relived when you hissed in pain. He hated to see you in pain but at least he knew you were alive, alive enough to feel.
When the bandages were secure he carried you down to his car where he dialed Shoko right as he placed you along the passenger seats in the back. Even though it was late at night he knew Shoko would come in and save you.
He rushed you in watching to see if you were still breathing before laying you down in Shoko's clinic.
He waited out side and next to your bed all night, playing with the ring on your left hand.
As the sun came up the warm beams of light made your eyes open slowly.
''Morning" He said.
Nanami did'nt really know how to approach this, dose he ask questions now? Comfort you? Pretend it didn't even happen?
"Kento..." You said, voice groggy.
"Yes"
You reached your arm up to caress his face, a shooting pain ran down your arm and you gasped slightly before feeling tears prick the corner of your eyes.
THANK YOU FOR READING ♡
"You shouldn't really use your arms right now" He said holding your hand to his face.
"Ken...I'm sorry I didn't want you to find me like that, I never wanted tou to suffer because of me I-im so sorry." You said letting the tears go.
"Shhh, you don't have to think about that right now, your being put on a break. No working for 2 weeks, then we can talk okay?"
You nodded trying to hold back your tears as he pressed a kiss you your cheek.
But really he felt more insecure. Was he not enough? No. He just kept taking. Your smile, your laughter and your happiness.
From this day on he would give you everything he could, anything for your happiness.
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AUTHOURS NOTE: If you don't like he ending that's cool because I have a similar fic here with a sadder ending, it's appart of my 5 stages of greife series.
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sluttyenthusiast · 21 hours
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Casual
Luke Hughes x Fem!Reader
Warnings: Mentions of sex and a boy ☹️
(you said, "we're not together", so now when we kiss, I have anger issues)
Your friends always made fun of you, calling you a loser for changing yourself for a boy who would forget in months after he was done with you.
You were happy to stand at the sidelines and be the quiet, good girl, for him, especially so. You held back all thoughts that didn't pertain to him, because at that moment he enveloped you completely.
You couldn't help but hear the words that were jokes between him and his friends, the utters of "we're just casual" filled your head while the whispers of "we only fuck", tug at your heart.
You had heard the rumors of Luke sleeping around, but you had no reason to believe them because that is all they were, rumors.
You let him consume you, when all your thoughts should've been about your plans after college, rather than if he was gonna call you tonight or if he was too busy.
You spent late nights together in his car. You'd sit there after everything was done, skin to skin, where he watched you draw hearts in the fog of the glass.
You remember the few times you met his parents, and how eager he was to get away from them for a bathroom hookup.
You watched as he left the bathroom, perfectly monotone as you continued to fix your makeup, not wanting to be anything less of perfection.
As you sat back at the table, his hand found its place on your thigh, a smile graced your lips.
Him mom began to speak to you, you always loved her need to include you.
"Summer will be here in just a few weeks, and I, we, thought it be nice to have a little get together at the lake house,"
You smiled at her, gleaming, before Luke spoke up.
"She would love to, but she's got graduation to worry about."
You felt a heat rise to your cheeks, not understanding why he doesn't want you there, before you could speak up, he started talking again.
"College is so demanding, especially for someone as bright as my girl."
His arm came to rest around your shoulders, as the words "my girl" echoed through your mind.
You felt comfortable then.
But it didn't stay like that for long.
Soon the only time you'd really see each other is when he needed to blow off steam.
You would allow it, loving that you're so close to him.
You would allow him to fuck you as he shoved your face farther into the cushion of the couch.
You wanted him to need you.
You think back to the day you went shopping with friends, when as soon as you got back, he wanted a fashion show, so you did, showing off your new favorite bra, which soon became his new favorite as he tore it off.
The bra laid there in his bedroom floor for 2 months, before he shoved it into his dresser.
Every thought you had was of him, every thought you have, is of him.
You lost every piece of yourself to a boy who refused to grow up.
And you let him drag you down with him.
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argisthebulwark · 2 hours
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"Would You Kill For Me?"
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summary: asking your partner the most intimate question of all - would he kill for you? gn reader, no pronouns or y/n used. feat: Cicero, Teldryn, Vilkas, Miraak, Brynjolf, Erandur, Farkas, Mercer warnings: obv allusions to violence, nothing explicit. alcohol.
"I already have."
Cicero giggles, slapping a gloved hand on your shoulder. "Of course I've killed for you! Silly Listener, asking your poor, beloved Cicero such a question." Rationally, you know any other person would be upset - but it's endearing. You know deep in your heart that Cicero would slice through anyone who even looks at you wrong without a second thought. "Would you kill for your Keeper?" He asks coyly, sliding closer. It's too difficult to resist his charm. You find yourself grinning, remembering the many threats of bodily harm you've inflicted upon any initiate who breathes a negative word about your beloved. "Any day, my love."
"Why? You offering to return the favor?" Teldryn smirks before taking a drink from his mug. The tip of his boot knocks into yours under the table, earning a nice flush in your cheeks. You've clearly had too much to drink but Teldryn looked so pretty in the low tavern lighting, the alcohol loosening your tongue enough to voice all those silly little questions you've had floating around. "You have?" You urge, leaning so far over the table you're practically laying on it. Teldryn grins, bowing toward you and his voice conspiratorially low when he speaks again. "Of course - why do you think all that chatter about you being an untrustworthy outlander stopped so quickly?" "I thought my good deeds were enough to earn their trust." You pout, thinking back on the sudden shift in opinion. "Oh yes, yes - that too, but a few well placed jabs never hurt."
"I'd die for you."
"Isn't that better? To die for you?" Vilkas laments, lips stained red from his third glass of wine. The question had hardly been in your mind before it slipped out - late nights toasting to the Companions often left you tipsy. "I'd rather you lived for me." You hiccup, leaning closer to him. Those dark eyes still track every little move you make despite the intoxication. "A happy, long live if I have any say in the matter." He lapses into silence but you know his mind is still chewing on that question. Swirling the wine in his glass Vilkas reclines into his seat, staring earnestly into the low burning fire. "Vilkas, it was just a silly question." Those eyes cut straight through you, blinking away whatever retort he'd come up with before simply placing a kiss to the back of your hand.
"I would die in your stead." Miraak's hands cup your face, each word soaked in adoration. "I've died in your arms once, my Dragon. I would gladly do it once more." You will never truly grow accustomed to this version of him - stripped of the malice he'd lived with for so long, he's become devoted to you. Too many pupils gaze lovingly into your eyes, the crooked bridge of his nose bumping yours. You've never known a love like his and doubt that many ever will - he's had lifetimes to yearn, to want something more and hone a vocabulary that often leaves you a flustered mess. "You're far too serious." He grins at those words, the ones you've said dozens of times. "I would tear the world to shreds for you, my love. I would tear myself to shreds."
"I cant."
Brynjolf's words carry a silent apology - of course you knew his answer but watching him squirm can be fun. "I'm sorry, love - I know it isn't the romantic answer but I don't think I could bring myself to do somethin' like that. Not after -" "Bryn." Grasping his face, your heart still skips a beat when those green eyes find yours. "I know that blade you wear is simply decorative, I would never ask you to draw it." "It is not merely decorative, it serves other purposes." "Such as?" "It's fairly useful for intimidation. And breaking windows." He huffs, pressing a kiss to your palm. He pauses for a moment, eyes falling closed and nose nuzzled into your hand. "Truth be told, I like to say that I wouldn't - hell, I tell myself I won't take a life every day, but after Mercer takin' you away from me, I'm not so sure."
"I swore against such actions, my love." Erandur murmurs, forehead pressed to yours. "Lady Mara may have forgiven my past transgressions but I took an oath to bring no further harm to her people." "Of course, dearest." You smile, a bit entertained by how easy it is to get him talking. Erandur's fingers play across yours, rings bumping into your knuckles. "Would you kill for me?" You're a bit shocked by his question, even further surprised by the little hint of hope buried in his words. "Without second thought." It's the easiest answer in the world. Of course you would kill for Erandur - you would fight through hordes of enemies to ensure his safety. "I can only pray that your Lady's forgiving attitude extends to me."
"Of course."
Brows raised, Farkas assesses you across the training yard. He sucks in a deep breath, wiping the sweat from his brow before heaving the giant practice sword over one shoulder. "Any day." He says easily, a quick kiss pressed to your brow. No matter how long you're together this sight still seems too good to be true - muscles glistening in the midday sun, his hair tied back and an easy smile on his face. "Why, you need someone killed?" "Not at the moment." "If one of those recruits gets too mouthy, you come find me." He grins before turning his attention back to a battered training dummy. You notice after that question that his sword strikes just a bit harder, hammering that point home.
"No." Mercer lies, kicking his feet atop the desk. You mirror his position - boots on the desk and arms crossed, though the scowl is hard to mimic. He's perfected it. "Yes you would." You counter, fighting back a laugh when he rolls his eyes. That little divot appears between his brows - it's cute. You'd tell him but fear being assigned some awful job across the continent. "Why bother asking?" He grumbles, shoving a stack of paperwork toward you. "If you insist on hanging around asking inane questions, least you could do is make yourself useful." "I'd kill for you." "Lovely." He mutters, though you note a bit of color rising in his cheeks when he turns to some parchment he'd pointedly ignored all evening. It's too easy to get under his skin.
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sturn3 · 2 days
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listen to these for a better experience.
leaf - a$ap rocky / monks - frank ocean
"Y/n, would you stop moving, please?" Chris asked, whining beneath you, as you tried to get comfortable in his lap whilst he showed you how to play a video game. Needless to say, neither of you was paying attention. Even with his brothers and your friends in the same room, it seemed like you two could not behave.
"I'm not even doing anything ,Chris." you argued, acting as if you could not feel what you were doing to him. Lowkey, proud of yourself, honestly. You grabbed the controller from his hands to continue playing the game while his hands dropped to your hips, trying to keep you still ,so he didn't get into any more trouble tonight. The grip he had on you and his delicious cologne combined with the whispering instructions in your ear on how to move your fingers in order to kill your opponents was driving you fucking insane. The wetness between your legs is growing more and more by the second.
His grip on your hips finally dropped as he began to draw circles on top of your thighs. What a fucking tease of a man, you thought. Trying so hard not to squirm nor clench your thighs. The two of you seemed so entranced in each other's touch that you didn't notice the confused yet amused faces of your friends around you. One by one, they started to leave. Sensing the tension in the room. Leaving you two to spend time alone.
Suddenly, the room fell into a comfortable silence. The lights were previously dimmed, and the atmosphere was just right. You decided on turning the game off and got to talking into the late hour of the night.
"So... let me get this straight. This guy had been begging you to go out with him, and when you finally do and get to the good part, he just leaves you hanging ??"
Chris held back a chuckle, wanting to laugh but also feeling bad for your horrible experience. He just wishes you could give him a chance. He thought he could do better. No, he knew he could do better. Thus, he consoles you by saying that maybe you just haven't found the right one yet, someone that would put your pleasure above their own and wasn't overall selfish in that department. Thankfully for him, you pick up on the hint. After all, you had been waiting for it.
"Oh, someone like you ,you mean?" you said as seductively as you could. Bringing your hand up to rub his bicep and looking him directly into his eyes with your big doe ones. Trying to read his emotions but finding it impossible as he turned his gaze to watch the movement of your hand on his bicep. Suddenly, he pulled his gaze up, looking into your eyes and then inevitably driving his gaze back to your full plump lips. The ones he would have such sinful thoughts about.
"Oh, no. I meant me ,sweetheart. " he said as a stupid wicked smirk pulled onto his lips. You couldn't help but debate in your mind if you wanted to slap it off or kiss it off. Well, you wouldn't have to ponder any longer since he took the initiative and kissed you before you could. As he was kissing you, he slowly laid you down on the couch as he got on top of you. His hands made their way all over every slope of your body, exploring it completely. Your own, stuck in his hair, pulling and playing with it.
The kiss quickly turned into a heated make-out session. Articles of clothing are thrown left and right in the air and onto the wooden floor beneath you. You were left in your matching bra and underwear. Silently thanking every higher power for possessing you to wear a cute set tonight.
You suddenly pulled away from him to catch a breath. Only to look up at him to see him pouting and staring at you through his fully blown out pupils. You laughed at his childlike behavior and quickly pulled him back into a kiss.
Both tongues fighting for dominance into the kiss. You finally gave up and let him have his little victory. A few moans and whimpers left your lips as he groped you everywhere he could. You couldn't help but become more and more impatient. "Chris ,please do something ,I need you." You whined, and well, he assisted. He finally left your lips and made his way down to your neck, leaving a few kisses there and gradually making his way further to your tits, kissing and biting at the flesh there, wanting to claim you in way that excited him. Lastly, he got to the place where you craved him the most. He pulled your panties to the side with his ring and middle finger. "Oh, baby. You've made such a mess for me." he said quite mockingly that if you didn't need him this bad right now ,you would've punched him in the face.
"Yes, hurry up, do something, please." You said exaggerating your moans even more to get him going. "Well, since you asked so nicely, baby." he said as he dipped a finger into your hole, which instantly had you bucking your hips upwards and clenching around him. He worked you up with that firstly and then decided it was time for another. Adding a second finger in, had you seeing stars. When you'd do it yourself in the darkness and comfort of your own room ,you didn't imagine it could feel even better when he'd do it to you.
Lost in the pleasure of his fingers pumping in and out of your sleek ,you let out a few stammered words, absolutely making no sense. "'m closeee, p-please." You managed to get out in one breath. He finally hit the spot that had you dizzy and brought you eventually to your high.
"That was insane." you said out of breath.
"I've been wanting to do that for so long." he said, and you looked at his disheveled hair and sweaty upper body. Honestly, he looked so attractive right now that you could take him for twenty rounds.
"Well...." you said as you started getting up and turning your positions around. You are on top ,him right beneath you. He looked up at you with his drunken gaze. He couldn't wait for you to do something.
"Yeah?"
You completely ignored him. You grabbed his neck and pulled him again into a heated kiss. Full of passion and so firey. Unlike any other kiss you've had. Making it such a new and an addicting experience for you. You slowly started to grind yourself on top of him ,your clothed clit rubbing on his clothed tip. Hitting just the right spots every time, making both of you pull away from each other to moan and throw your head backs. You were growing so addicted to his every touch. "'m gonna take these off, 's that alright ,baby?" he said, gripping the band of your small panties, and you couldn't help but nod uncontrollably.
As soon as your panties had made their way to the floor ,your hands made their way to his boxers, taking them off so eagerly. The sight of his dick so hard and leaking pre-cum made you go insane. Sitting against his stomach, a vein making a prominent appearance to the side. You couldn't help but take it into your hand. First, you gathered the pre-cum that leaked from his tip on your finger, instantly licking it off. Then, you spit onto his cock, the warm liquid making him let out a hiss ,turning you even more with the noises he was making. Your hand started making its way up and down his length, concentrating on his tip and applying pressure there.
"Baby, please." he begged as he continued to let out groans. "'m not gonna last if you keep doing that, beautiful." he said ,somewhat begging for mercy. As cruel as you were, you kept going ,wanting him to feel as good as you did. This was turning you on so much that your arousal had leaked on his thighs. If you weren't so into the moment, you would've been embarrassed. Not that you had anything to be embarrassed about with Chris.
Soon enough, his cum started leaking out him. You didn't stop, though, not until he was completely spent. You were so high on adrenaline and how good you made each other feel that you instantly jumped on his cock. Not giving him time to come down from his last orgasm.
You started with steady moves, fistly going back and forth, then up and down, and just doing what felt good in the moment. You two letting out a series of profanities and curse words in between your moans. So lost in the pleasure drowning you both, that you didn't care that everyone could listen to you guys jumping each other's bones. You felt so good ,you weren't gonna apologize for it. Needless to say, Chris felt the exact same way. Getting to finally experience this was life-changing for him. He would constantly dream about having you. About this exact moment. You were haunting both his conscious and unconscious mind. This felt better than any dream he'd ever had, though, just cause he was actually experiencing it and not waking up sweaty with a boner to take care of in the shower ,first thing in the morning.
Your legs started to finally get tired from all the movement you were doing ,Chris took this as his cue to step up. He thrusted up into you a few times before gripping the back of your thighs and turning you around to lay down. Your ass up and your face lost in the cushions of his large couch, he started pounding into you from behind relentlessly. "Touch your clit for me, ma." you heard him say from behind and instantly complied. You were both getting closer and closer as he continued going in and out of you. Watching how your wet tight cunt took in his large cock. Getting mesmerized by the sight and not being able to hold it back anymore. You couldn't either, as soon as you felt his dick twitch inside you, you let go of your orgasm and he reached his just in time. Pulling out of you gently ,he reached down to grab his shirt so he could wipe off both of your juices. When he finally got you cleaned up and dressed, he cuddled you into his chest.
"That was-"
"-amazing." You finished for him.
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in honor of 100+ followers cause that's fucking insane 😭🩷 thank you so much, and a possible r-rated video tonight.
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ughgoaway · 10 hours
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need to see how teacher!reader met ross and hann
Omg yeah, I can't believe I haven't discussed this at length yet??
Hann’s story is very boring (sorry, bro), baby Hann goes to Annie’s school, and you once worked as a teaching assistant in his class! It was whilst you were still training, so you were just a helper, but you sometimes did hand off at the end of the day, so you spoke to Carly and Adam regularly. As well as being there on parents' evenings and things, so they just know you through school.
Ross is a little more interesting story though…
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You met Ross a few months into your intense crush on Matty. You knew who he was after some intense stalking of Matty’s social media and some googling. But Ross had no idea what you looked like.
He knew Matty was falling in love with his daughter's teacher, and he told him over and over again that it was a bad idea. So he did no research into you, not wanting to encourage Matty into a relationship that didn't sound so sensible.
You blink heavily a few times, trying to process whether this man in front of you is actually the man you thought he was. But when you saw a flash of his phone background and saw a picture of all the boys and Annie at the zoo, you knew he was indeed the very same Ross you'd seen in many late-night stalking sessions.
So when he saw a pretty girl in a club, he didn't think twice before going up to her and offering to buy a drink. “Hi, bit of a boring pickup line, but I saw you from across the bar and thought you were beautiful. Can I buy you a drink?”
Ross decided to go simple that night after having spent too long chatting up a girl just for her to slink off with another guy at the end of the night (usually Matty…)
Whilst you were processing, however, you were silent. Which isn't exactly encouraging when it comes to picking girls up at bars. Ross starts to nervously move around, pulling at his shirt and fiddling with his hair. You can feel the nervousness radiating off of him, and you don't quite know what to do.
Part of you wants to be honest right away, tell him your Annie's teacher and you recognise him from her many drawings, all of which you now know are quite accurate as you stare up at Ross. But also, you know that as soon as you mention Matty, you'll get that stupid lovesick look on your face, and you can't risk Ross telling Matty that. You could try and hide it, but your face said everything your words didn't.
Ross can sense your hesitation and starts talking again before you can respond, “Let me guess, pretty girl like you has a boyfriend already, huh?” he laughs. You can tell he isn't putting too much pressure on this conversation, so you feel okay lying to him, just this once.
“Ah, thank you for the offer, but I do indeed have a boyfriend, I'm afraid. I would normally take the free drink, but you seem like a nice guy, so I'll let spend your money on a single girl, yeah?” You giggle at Ross and shoot him a wink, and you can't help but brighten even more when you see a blush come across his cheeks.
Luckily, Ross doesn't take it too hard and thanks you for your honesty before moving back across the bar. You don't pay too much attention to him for the rest of the night, dancing with your friends and trying to drink your feelings for Matty away (it doesn't work, and you start stalking his Instagram at 3 am until your friend forcibly removes your phone.)
But just before you leave the club you flick your eyes around the room looking for Ross, and you couldn't be happier than when you see a redheaded girl practically on his lap in the corner of the room. 
But the second his eyes meet yours, they widen and you can see all the memories flooding back. You consider pretending to meet all over again to avoid the awkwardness, but you can't lie to Matty like that so you decide to just be upfront with it.
You don't cross paths again until after you and Matty are finally together! After breaking the news to the boys and diffusing the small bit of tension, you re-meet them all.
No part of your brain thinks Ross remembers you, you assume he's tried to pick up many girls at many clubs over the years, and you remember Matty saying he's been in a relationship for a few months now so there's no way he knows your face.
“Nice to see you again Ross, heard you finally found a pretty single girl, huh?” You tease, and you can see his muscles relax when you make a joke of it, every bit of nervousness in him melting away.
“Yup, found her the same night I met you actually, guess you having a boyfriend worked out quite well in the end,” he smiles softly as he speaks about his girlfriend, and you assume the redhead you saw with her tongue down his throat that night is the very same one that you see flash up as his phone background.
Before you can respond, Matty is jumping in with questions, “Do you two know each other already? And what do you mean, boyfriend? I thought you hadn't had one in years before you met me?” Matty's face is doing that scrunchy thing he does when he feels confused and left out at the same time, and whilst it is cute, you put him out of his misery pretty quick.
“I didn't. Ross and I met at a club months ago. He tried to buy me a drink, and I was so hung up on you that I lied and said I had a boyfriend. Worked out well in the end, though, didn't it?” You slide into Matty’s side as you speak, placing your hand on his chest gently.
“Wait, so did you already know who I was that night?” Ross asks before Matty can cut in and ask 100 more questions.
“Mate, no need to get all alpha male on me. Never even bought her a drink, used that fiver to buy one for Hazel instead. She literally said no to me because she was in love with you, don't think I had much of a chance. You always ended up with the girls I went for first anyway.” Ross jokes.
“Oh I absolutely did, I must have seen about 100 photos of you across all of Matty’s socials.” You laughed as you spoke and hoped the mention of your late-night stalking would distract Matty from everything, but it didn't.
You could see he was feeling weird about it. He felt jealous but was not quite sure why? You had turned Ross down that night because you liked him, but he's still annoyed at the idea of anyone hitting on you, especially one of his best friends.
This makes Matty move on quickly, and soon enough you're grilling all the boys about Matty’s supposed “slut era” and getting all the juicy details of all those girls in the back of his van.
You and Ross make jokes about it from time to time, whenever you're at a bar as a group he asks if you have a boyfriend when he buys a round, and you ask if he's single when you buy them too.
Matty rolls his eyes every time, but he always fights a smile when you press a kiss to his cheek to confirm you do, in fact, have a boyfriend. And he smiles even bigger when it turns from a peck on the cheek to a kiss on the mouth and the wiggle of a wedding ring, telling Ross that you don't have a boyfriend, but you do have a husband.
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animelover28sworld · 3 days
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Part 2 of telling the Genshin impact boys/men that you're pregnant. Female reader
Characters: wriothesley, Xiao, kazuha, Kaveh, and Venti. mentions of Kaeya in Venti's part. May be a little OOC for all of them. Since I saw my first post with telling the Genshin impact boys you're pregnant got a like a likes and reblogs and I just want to say thank you for that! It makes me inspire to do more Genshin impact content!!! I hope you like this!!!
When you told XIAO that you were pregnant he stood there for a good solid ten minutes. And was a stuttering mess he asked if you were sure, like 100% sure, and made sure this wasn't a prank and you told him that you're a 100% sure and this wasn't a prank, and he was happy so happy that he put his hand on your belly.
You had to make sure that VENTI was 100% sober or at least had some non alcoholic drink in him. But that didn't work, you found him at Angel Share with Kaeya and rosaria drinking together. "Um Venti can I talk to you for a second?" You asked him. "Yeah sure what is it?" He asked you. You looked around "in private." You told him. "Sure." Both of you two went up to the second floor of the tavern because no one was up there. "I'm pregnant." You told him. "WHAT?!" He yelled. You're pretty sure the whole tavern or heck maybe even all of mondstadt heard Venti yell that. "Are you serious?!" "Of course and keep it down!" You told him. "So I'm gonna be a dad." Venti said. "Yes Venti you are going to be a dad." You told him with a smile. Then you heard cheering from the first floor. "Congratulations Venti!" Kaeya told him. "You were listening?" You asked him. "Yeah." Kaeya told you.
Okay the fact that you or KAZUHA didn't know you were pregnant was something else. At first you thought it was just seasickness from being on The Crux Fleet. But then you realize you never had seasickness before and plus you didn't have your period that month, so that raised up a lot of red flags. So on the next island stop you went and I got a pregnancy test and took it. And it came back positive. When you got back on the ship you asked Kazuha if you two could speak in his room. He had no problem with that, you took a deep breath "so I realized that I have been feeling nauseous lately and throwing up." You told him. "yeah it's seasickness." Kazuha pointed out. "yeah, that's what I thought too until I realized that I didn't have my period that month." You told him. Then the ringers in his head went off. "You're- you're pregnant?" Kazuha asked you. "Yep, I'm pregnant." You told him with a smile on your face. "I can't believe it!" He told you as he picked you up and spun you around. "We have to tell everyone!" Kazuha said. In the end you told everyone on the ship and all congratulated you two.
I don't wanna say how WRIOTHESLEY found out wasn't ideal. He accidentally heard you and Sigewinne talking about it. "You're pregnant?" He asked you while you was talking to Sigewinne. "Wrio!" You exclaim. "Why didn't you tell me first?" He asked you. "Because I was asking Sigewinne on how to tell you." You told him. "Congratulations." Sigewinne told Wriothesley then she walked away leaving you two to talk. "why didn't you just come out it say it?" Wriothesley asked you. "well because I wanted to tell you in a special way." You told him. "It doesn't have to be in a special way, I just want to know." He told you. "Okay, Wriothesley I'm pregnant." You told him with a smile. Same as Kazuha he picked you up and swung you around. "Thank you Y/n, thank you for so much." He told you as he put you on the ground and hugged you, but not too tight he doesn't want anything to happen to the baby.
I don't wanna say how you told KAVEH was difficult, it just kinda took him time to get it. He was working on a blueprint for a house and you walked up to him. "Whatcha doing?" You asked him. "Working on a blueprint for a customer." He told you. You looked at what he was drawing, it was a one bedroom house with a kitchen and one bathroom and one living room. "Don't you think that maybe the customer should have another room?" You suggested. "The customer only wants this design, if he wants to change it then i can change it." He told you. "Anyway why would you think he would want another room?" "Well maybe his wife or girlfriend is pregnant and they want a nursery for the baby." You told him. "I know that's what I want when our baby is gonna be born." After that comment he shot up his head. "What-What do you mean by that?" He asked you. "It means I'm pregnant." You told him with a smile. He stared at you for a moment "I'm gonna be a dad?" He asked you. "yes you are." You told him. Then he got up from his chair really fast and hugged you, he looked like he was going to cry.
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fantasy au scribbles!!
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“He ordered me to kill them. So I did. I killed them all.”
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smalltimidbean · 3 months
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I finally finished Bugsnax
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possiblynya · 2 years
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Look, this is probably going to be irrelevant in less than 24 hrs when the new episode comes out BUT-
I love the idea of Hunter meeting up with Darius and Raine and Eberwolf, but the line "Why does Darius look so sad?" and the fact that Darius told him a predecessor of Hunter's was his mentor...
I'm not saying it's their fault in any way given what we know about Belos, but I also know that when you're young it can be difficult to understand why the adults around you didn't do anything to stop it. I just don't think it's going to be as smooth and loving of a meet up as we all want them to have 🥲 I hope he's okay!!
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@teruthecreator !!!!
Hi hi hi go read The Forgotten Son by teruthecreator on ao3 it's really good I promise
You have to actually click on the pictures for them to look clearer, idk why tumblr keeps killing the image quality
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be-good-to-bugs · 1 year
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2023 / oh to be such a lesbian that your crush turns into a god and changes the laws of the universe itself in order to change your fate. meduka meguka you truly are like no other.
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doodlboy · 11 months
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Fuckign...bnnuy
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wereh0gz · 4 months
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Kinda wanna do fusions of my sonic ocs now....
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bro he is literally just laying there saying whatever in their head talking about anything and everything but not sleeping.
#thinking about junior high#specifically it started with me saying i should relearn the clarinet i should get one again#then somehow to getting stuff i missed from teachers 'before or after class' because they were busy or i didn't want to be late for class#then to how i was usually on time so i had like no reason to worry#except for pe because i had math all the at the bottom of the junior high hallway then pe at the entire other end of the school#and we had to change but he was pretty lenient and i was usually one of the first kids out#also how most of us left our stuff in the locker room and not the lockers because they were a hassle and somehow we never had any theft#then i thought about how this kid next to my actual locker in fifth grade (no locks) took one of my pokemon magnets im pretty sure#and i never got it back#then i remembered another thing that happened in the fifth grade hallway#where that guy i had a crush on gave me a golf ball he found in his bookbag#well he asked if i wanted it and i said yes (like having things and liked him) and im pretty sure it stayed in my bookbag the entire year#if i knew which bookbag i used that year and if i still had it it might still be in there tbh#also when i was thinking about band i couldn't think of my study hall in 8th because i quit and then suddenly i membered#and idk how i forgot she was like my fav teacher and i had so much fun cus my 2 best friends (like the waterparks song?) were also in it#and since it was like the end of the day she let us like talk and mostly do what we wanted if we didn't have any late work#and me and andi probably spent like 75% of it doodling our little oc guys#i think our other friend spent a lot of it drawing aswell.#wait. now that i think about it. was she in our study hall? doubting myself all of a sudden.#yeah she was because we walked home together and i dont remember waiting in the hall for her or anything#i do remember that when me and her were still in band andi came and got us basically because we always took our time#i miss them :(#winona has something to say
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readymades2002 · 8 months
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something difficult about writing/storytelling but only in short disconnected bursts is that writing anything longform is very difficult. there isn't as much time to practice long-term character development or subtlety (implying character instead of immediately clarifying) when its not really meant to go anywhere but a notes app. its a little frustrating...i'd love to do something more longform though. i've considered maybe just doing some short writing scenes in my various original universes a lot recently mostly because i just havent had time to draw anything fancy recently </3 maybe that would be something...
#briefly talked about it with a coworker today bc i mentioned my brother makes music#and she got excited because she paints and she showed me some of her work (beautiful btw!!!)#and said she hopes he pursues music and doesnt get his heart crushed by retail like we do#we still make things but ive been thinking about it...it really is like#i feel like ive had less TIME to make things but ive also developed more interest in my own ideas#and in constructing them on their own terms. its hard to describe and even harder to share because its#not churning out fanart for a response i guess?#i dont know. i do feel more satisfied with what im planning but theres less to share#anyway i promised her i'd show her my art sometime so essentially i have to flee the country now#she does lovely work she paints pictures of pets and it seems so nice. she seems so happy with it!#its like...i love it. im a little jealous of it. i feel so much pressure to Do Something New with my art#try to craft scenes and settings (i think setting is such ann important part of storytelling but i have so much trouble drawing it!)#and try new compositions and poses and just not have everything look the same all the time#its led to a lot of work im proud of but its also hard to create under those expectations...#i wish i could find a niche and settle into it comfortably. i think fun character drawings could be that for me#but its...it frustrates me to post those because it feels like if its easy and i like doing it and how it turns out then im not trying#okay i think im done now. sorry for these rambling introspective posts lately lol im#trying to warm back up to posting so i can use this website again (despite how very very bad it is)...#i want to see my frieeeeeends <//////3 i want to be here without running away <///3
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