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yumcoldbrew · 2 months
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you’re losing me
natasha romanoff x fem!reader
warnings: some sad shit.
word count: 1k
part 2 (no need to read unless you want closure)
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You don't know when it started, but when you did notice you couldn't help but pay more attention to the little details of what was going on in your relationship.
You and natasha had been together for almost 6 years.
You had noticed months ago when nat stopped being as excited to see you when she came home from missions. it went from running into your arms basically picking you up and scattering kisses all over your face, to her heading straight to your shared room without a second glance towards you while speaking very few words to you.
You told yourself in the beginning she was probably worn out and too tired to do all the stuff you used to do but you quickly realized it just wasn't the same.
You’d cook dinner for natasha and sit down with her while she spoke a handful of words about her day and then she'd go finish her reports without another word. As you cleaned up the kitchen and dining area you got lost in thought about how thing used to be between the two of you.
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Natasha was helping with the cooking to the best of her abilities since shes definitely not the best at cooking.
You both had your shared playlist playing as you worked on the stove while natasha was cutting some carrots for you, as you requested.
Natasha had a smile on her face when she looked over her shoulder to see you swaying your hips to the song that was playing while mumbling the lyrics
She snuck up behind you wrapping her arms around you "jesus nat, you scared me!" you scolded her making her chuckle "i'm sorry, you just look so pretty." she smiled hiding her face in your neck "pretty?! nat im covered in flour all because of you!" you say referring to when natasha sneezed causing the flour to blow onto you "you could never look anything else but beautiful to me dorogoy." she nips at your neck making you whimper "nat stop it." you turn to look at her with a serious face "fine but we will continue this later." she smirks giving you a deep kiss
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It was your 6th year anniversary when it all shattered.
You woke up to an empty bed and cold sheets beside you.
not a text or note from her.
You told yourself she was probably in a rush and had to get there for an urgent meeting or something
As the day went by you had cooked you and natasha some dinner holding onto that small ounce of hope that she'd remember. you cooked her favorite meal that day, paired it with her favorite wine and even picked out a new set of lingerie you had picked out with the help of wanda, it was white lacy set, something natasha adored on you.
You were giddy cooking the dish. you played the playlist you and nat would listen to when cooking but as the time went by it was already past midnight —the next day— when natasha arrived
You had already put the food away and drank more than half the bottle of wine.
You sipped on the wine you hand in hand when she walked into the kitchen "theres dinner in the fridge, if you want i can heat it up for you?" you paused "it's your favorite." natasha shook her head "um no thanks babe im actually exhausted right now but i'll eat some tomorrow." she said with small smile before walking to the room
You let out a shaky breath when she was far enough not to hear it. as you sat there in the dim light , you wondered if it was time. you took deep breaths trying to calm yourself so you wouldn't cry cause if you did, you weren't sure you'd ever stop.
Blinking away any tears that were on the brink of falling, you got up throwing away the empty bottle of wine.
Walking into your shared room you see natasha facing the opposite direction fast asleep.
You were trying so hard not to cry because it would lead to the urge to throw up
You went to the bathroom locking yourself in letting out a shaky breath
Turning on the water you sat on the toilet seat with your head in you hands thinking where could you have fucked up
You thought maybe you weren't pretty enough for her. maybe she was tired of you. she probably thought you were annoying. you most likely weren't enough for her.
After all the excuses you made for natashas behavior it hit you all at once, natasha simply just gave up, she stopped trying. its not your fault at all.
You sat there contemplating if you should throw away everything you built and fought for in last 6 years, i mean nat is the one that gave up first and it doesn't even seem to bother her which just infuriates you even more.
You shake your hands to help ground yourself before you got too far into your head.
Finishing your nightly routine, you go to bed having a hard time to sleep but somehow get a couple of hours of sleep.
Waking up to cold and empty sheets
that was it.
You made your decision right there.
You weren't going to wait for her anymore. you gave her months and months for her to come reach out to you wether it be to repair what was left of your relationship or to just end it. you were tired of holding the weight of the relationship on your shoulders. it was all honestly so exhausting.
So you started to pack your things.
Quickly calling wanda to ask if you could stay at her place and she of course welcomed you with open arms.
Without a second glance you grabbed your things and left.
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skinwalkerbratz · 4 months
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How it feels to write a whole story on your phone:
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fishermanshook · 4 months
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Since you ask for it, can I request smut of Orpheus (wearing his A tier) with a gambling reader?
AHHHHHHHH I LOVE THIS MAN SO MUCH IT HURTS. Can you tell I don't know much, if not anything about gambling?
All In (high roller!novelist x gn!reader)
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MINOR WRITING SMUT ⚠ READ AT YOUR OWN COST + grammar and spelling warning like usual </3
high roller!novelist who can’t help but gamble, betting on the outcome of matches using fragments and clues. Ever since he's obtained this costume he hasn’t been able to stop since.
high roller!novelist who sees you gambling yourself. You haven’t fallen victim to any addictions yet, but you’ve found it harder to pull away from the poker table nowadays.
high roller!novelist who is captivated by how you gamble, risks and all. You're not scared, or maybe you just have an incredible poker face. He's not too sure anymore, all he knows is that he needs you more than ever.
high roller!novelist who, when everyone has left, leans you over the poker table to sloppily make out with you as the two of you rid each other of their clothing. Now theirs nothing to separate your bodies, and Orpheus wouldn't want it any other way.
high roller!novelist who takes the chance to fuck you right there and then on the table. Lining himself with your hole and sliding himself right in. Once he finds a steady pace, he starts to decorate your neck with hickeys and small bites all around your chest. He can't help himself, not when his darling had got him all worked up like that.
high roller!novelist who, when he reaches his climax, pulls out and cums onto your thigh. He wouldn't do it unless you've came already, but anyone with a brain could tell you've already reached it. Just taking one look at the table can show that your essence has painted it completely white.
high roller!novelist who helps you get cleaned up and walks you back to your dorm room. Before you part ways for the night, he plants a kiss on your lips. The two of you never gambled together before, but maybe tonight will change your mind.
high roller!novelist who thinks of you now every time he bets on matches with fragments and clues. Seems like his addiction has only gotten worse.
note: hi so i really tried to write it gender neutral but i'm not sure if i did a good job or not ( ≧Д≦) please let me know if theirs anything i should fix!
©️2023 fishermanshook — do not steal, translate, plagiarize, or repost my work on any other platform
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mossroomq · 5 months
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helloo new tumblr writer here, i wrote smth so rate it/give me tips on how to improve!
Breakfast Tacos (i suck at titles)
Warnings : nothing too harsh, just a veeery tiny inappropriate(?) mention, otherwise it’s mostly just goldenheart! 💛🖤
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Ballister woke up with Ambrosius curled up on him, like usual. “Ambrosius,” Bal whispered gently, trying not to startle or fully wake him up. “Hmm?…” Ambrosius responded, half-asleep. “I’m getting up, i’ll be in the living room, okay?” Ballister said in a slightly louder tone, while putting his arm on. He walked downstairs and was greeted by Nimona’s loud voice. “Hey Boss!” She exclaimed, while chewing on some of her tacos. “Hi, Nimona.” Ballister tiredly responded. “What are you up to today?” He yawned. “Uhh… cooking, creating and chaos.” Nimona nonchalantly responded. “Breakfast tacos today? Been a while since you’ve made those.” Ballister observed. Ambrosius entered the room and plopped himself on the couch. “Hi, Nim.” Ambrosius was still getting along with Nimona, but they’ve DEFINITELY had a rough start. Ballister took a bite out of the taco. “MMMM!” He hummed. That was probably the best thing he had ever tasted! (Besides nachos… and ambrosius- WHO SAID THAT-) “these are delicious, Nimona! Whats in them?” Ballister exclaimed delightfully. Nimona paused to remember. “Uhhhhhhmmm… eggs, bacon, tomato, lettuce, and olive oil…” Nimona responded while staring at Ambrosius. “Good Gloreth, Nimona, you cannot keep doing this…” Ballister mumbled. “NOTHINGS STOPPING ME!!!” Nimona roared back at Ballister. “Ambrosius shall NOT taste my MAGNIFICENT FOOD!” (in a “hatsune miku does NOT talk to british people” tone) Nimona added. Ballister sat himself next to Ambrosius. “So, Rose, what should we watch?” Ambrosius blushed at the sweet nickname Ballister had gaven him, since he usually calls him “Amber” or, “Ambro”. “Well, I WOULD’VE watched a shark documentary with Nimona, but the purposely put OLIVE OIL in the tacos, so we should just watch a rom-com, or just plain old romance?” Ambrosius winked at Ballister, and Ballister was blushing intensely. “Uh- yeah, we can watch a rom-com, I like those! Ballister stuttered. “You two are weirdos. I bet Ballister doesn’t even know what a rom-com is.” Ballister and Ambosius ignored Nimonas rude comments and clicked on whatever popped up first, which was “Love & Laughter.” (so smart i know) about 30 minutes in, a kiss scene showed up. “Us?” Ambrosius silently chuckled, not expecting Ballister to hear. “Us.” Ballister replied. They stared at eachother with lovestruck eyes. They obviously wanted to kiss eachother, so they both leaned in and obviously smooched. It lasted 15 seconds, and that a lot for a kiss. (In my opinion) Nimona stared in disgust and gagged. After those what seemed like forever, 15 seconds, they both cuddled eachother. “I’m outta here.” Nimona said with an obvious tone of disgust and ran to her room to blast punk music at full volume to annoy Ballister and Ambrosius.
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addrieana · 11 months
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Come Back, please...
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Itoshi Rin x f!reader
not proofread
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3 years. It's been three years since you fell in love with this man named Itoshi Rin, yet it seems like you still haven't made any progress, you tried, you really tried. every single day you make the effort to talk to him, see him, act like a friend and I don't know, like every other trick in the book, you did. It didn't work though, everytime you did those thing he would just either ignore you or do one word answers. You are so close to giving up, of course I mean it's been so long yet he's still as cold as ice, but you still kept hoping, hoping that he will see you and your efforts. But reality isn't always as people hope it is, because just as when you were going to give him the food you made, you saw him talking to someone, a woman, and from the looks of it, she's the same age as you and Rin. You saw the smile on his face, the one you always hoped to see directed to you, but right at this moment he's only looking at her. It hurts, I know, but you're relieved, that you can finally give up on hoping, seeing that you really didn't care for his feelings, like you didn't ask if he was annoyed with you, you just kept on "bothering" him, like some of your classmates said. So you decided, to give up.
It's been a few days since you stopped talking to him and trying to make efforts, and, it just wasn't the same, it bacame an everyday routine for you to do those things and sometimes or actually oftentimes, you find yourself thinking about what to cook for him or say to him when you meet. You forget that you're supposed to give up because pretty sure he's fed up of you, and he won't even notice you as that girl, Rhiana is always with him, like she suddenly replaced you, now she's the one talking to him, giving him gifts and even cooking for him, but unlike when you do it, Rin likes it, sometimes even enough to make him laugh, which is rare.
It's been a month, contrary on what you expected, Rin actually started missing your presence, everytime he's with Rhiana he starts finding you in her, to which he wonders why he does that, because he's thinking that you were just a bother so why is he always trying to find you, in the cafeteria, the classroom or anywhere in the campus, his eyes darts everywhere finding any trace of you, which he thinks is just plain ridiculous, at this point we all know that Rin is just being in denial, even he himself knows it. He knows that, he has gotten used to your presence and just like you, when you were not with him, it's not the same as everyday with you.
It's been 2 months, Rin couldn't take it anymore, he has finally admitted to himself that he fell, he knows that he likes you, hell maybe even LOVES you, and he can't endure it anymore, he badly misses you, your clumsy way of talking, your cooking that he's sure that you made with all your heart, your attempts at cheering him up when he's down, everything, he misses everything about you, and wants you back, at first he was just annoyed with you so he tried talking to that girl who likes competing with you but it seems he went too far, and now that you're a bit moved on, on him he's willing to beg you to come back, that's how much he needs you, misses you and loves you, he's willing to say sorry for everything and even start again, this time, HE will be the one making the effort.
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Hello! First time writing about rin and I'm not sure about it, but hope you like it! ^_^
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shrillvoices · 3 months
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Tales from the Stinky Dragon (Podcast), Dungeons & Dragons (Roleplaying Game) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: No Romantic Relationship(s) Characters: Kydelius "Kyborg the Mighty" of Evirwinter, Bartholemew "Bart" Finn, Mudd Bramblecrack, Galindor "Gum-Gum" Finn, Kristinallna of Evirwinter Additional Tags: no violence this time, just feels, Trauma, Names, identity crisis, midnight crisis, i still can't tag, Author regrets nothing, author regrets everything, i wrote this at 3am, I wrote this insted of studying, Kyborg needs therapy, mentioned Bart the Therpist bard, dnd world, podcat fic, Kyborg needs a hug, But he'll be fine, (probably), putting Kyborg through the wringer again Series: Part 2 of Kyborg drabbles Summary:
"He didn’t know.
His names sometimes felt indistinguishable, like the lines that kept them apart had been muddled beyond recognition and he couldn't find the walls that separated them no matter how hard he looked. Like he couldn’t separate himself from himself, like they were all the same."
AKA the fic where I (once again) put Kyborg through it yet again! But this time it's an identity crisis! Yay!!
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ghostybat00 · 7 months
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Vlog Yandere 🔪!:Hello, soo, idk how start this, but hey, call me Ghosty, any pronoun is enough for me. I'm going to write one shots, fanfics, and all that. I'm a slashers fucker, so my content will be based on, slashers, horror and action games.I'm going to start with the basics, which is a list of the fandoms and characters that I'll write, that I won't write etc. (English is not my first language so I apologize if there are any spelling mistakes).
Fandoms:
Devil may cry:
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•Nero •Dante •Vergil •Lady •V
Resident evil:
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•Luis sera •Leon S Kennedy •Carlos Oliveira •Claire Redfield •Chris Redfield •Jill Valentine •Wesker •Heisenberg •Lady Dimitrescu •Ethan Winters •Rebecca Chamber •Nemesis.
Dead by daylight:
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•Kazan Yamaoka (oni) •Wraith •Legion •the trapper •Knight •Pinhead •Amanda •The huntress •the singularity •The spirit. •trickster.
•Any survivors. (Bill clearly not.)
Slashers:
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•Jason Voorhees •Thomas Hewitt •Bubba sawyer •Ghostface •Vincent Sinclair •Bo Sinclair •Billy lenz •Michael Myers •Bramhs •Harry warden •Asa emory •Jennifer body. •Pyramid Head.•Alien •Predator.
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•Venom •Carnage •Eddie
COD
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•Alejandro Vargas •Ghost •Konig •Price •Rudy •Valeria •Nikto •Gaz •Soap •Kaegan •Horangi
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•Doom Slayer.
Overwatch:
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•Genji •Hanzo •Ramattra •Tracer •Mercy •Kiriko •Cassidy •Baptiste •Ashe •Pharah •Mei •Reaper •Sombra •Moira •Mercy •Soldier 76.
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These are some fandoms and characters that I will write for now, there will be more later.
What I will NOT write:
•Death of animals or pets.
•Agnst (infidelity, death of the reader,etc).
•p3do.
•Incest.
•Those disgusting things.
•Homophobia, racism, hate any minority.
YES I will write:
•Soft
•Comfort
•yandere
•Violence
•things like self harm or mental health. (So that it ends positive).
•Age diference. (Not much).
•Nswf
•Poly love affairs or s/o shared . (Harem, trio, etc. As long as the characters are of the same content.)
S/o or Reader will make it gender neutral, obviously except that the request specifies something like gender, subculture, profession etc.
Emojis that I will use to represent the plot:
🍋:NSWF
🌺:Fluffly
🫂:Comfort
🔪:Violence, blood, sensitive topics etc.
I do scenarios, one shots, etc yandere only!, obviously as long as what I will write and what I won't write is respected, since apart from stories this is a safe place for me. For now I will be writing requests, it is my first time writing here <3
Bye!
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writing-envy · 7 months
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Writing snippet (Thrawn x Reader)
One time I was writing this for a bigger story, but now I don't really know what to do with it. Please tell me what you think; pointers and critique is appreciated!! ALSO, I was experimenting with an AU where Thrawn is an officer in the Republic, so bear with me.
Word count: 1,268
CW: mediocre writing, talk about intercourse, some bad words, break in (lmao), lack of ideas.
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Clicks at the lock pad echoed in an empty hallway of an apartment complex in the upper levels of Corusant. The dimly lit corridor was devoid of any other residents, quiet and slightly menacing. Although you’d rather it remained that way, the less people saw you come in the better. Especially after the receptionist had been side-eyeing you for visiting at such strange hour.
It would’ve been far more suspicious to force my way in or even pretend to be a resident you thought. Still, not your best work. With that thought in mind you continued to fiddle with the door’s lock and after a few seconds, they opened to reveal the inside of the room.
The apartment wasn’t the most extravagant you’d ever seen; regular loft space, with neatly made bed, vacuumed sofa cushions that were lacking in pillows you’d usually see in the living rooms in holovid programs. The kitchen was presumed unused, the surface clean from any traces of cooking, but you could see the rags drying on the cabinets’ handles. They were wrinkled and with damp spots on them. Otherwise the apartment looked almost uninhabited, as if you’d walked in expected to be given a tour of the place by the real estate agent. 
Considering Thrawn’s character, you’d expect nothing less; a spotless space for a thorough and focused person like he. And you had to admit, he had chosen a home with a great view.
The city-planet’s skyline was visible through the three big, connecting windows. The capital of the Republic was especially beautiful at this time of day. Or night, as it really was. You moved closer to admire the view; skyscrapers littering the surface, lanes of ships and speeders cutting in between them. The neon lights reflecting from the glass buildings, creating a mirage on the grey concrete structures at the base of them. From here you could see one of the tunnels leading to the lower levels, where such a sight exists only in the imagination of the inhabitants.
All so beautiful, but only from afar you thought as you moved away from the window, further into the apartment. For a second you debated looking around for any hidden weapons but finally deciding not to, you’d be able to sense them anyway if he were to use them. Which he wouldn’t you retorted yourself. You broke into his house already, going though Thrawn’s personal belongings would’ve only made him angrier.
Well, maybe I want him to get angry — . You stopped yourself before you finished that thought. Tonight you’re just here to talk.
With that you seated yourself on the armchair in the dark corner, with his thermal vision Thrawn would be able to spot you without a problem. As you sat there and waited, you pondered the events that led you here. If you were honest with yourself, you’d never expected to find yourself in a situation like this; sure, you’ve had hook ups with a few fellow Jedi, but never the ones you closely worked with. Especially not after you’ve left the temple five years ago. This was most peculiar, since you never would’ve guessed that Thrawn found you attractive or that you brought out feelings in him, other than annoyance that he displayed so frequently in your presence. 
I suppose frustration is to blame. He got so frustrated with me that he fucked me on the floor of a supply closet. No big deal, not at all. Not that I liked it or anything, after all I’m just here to talk this out. Yeah, just to talk.
The weak defence of your actions that brought you here was interrupted with the sound of the door to the apartment sliding open and a figure emerging form the very hallways you stood hours ago. Have I been waiting for so long?
Just as he entered, Thrawn froze in the entryway, the door sliding shut behind him. A few beats of silence passed and then he spoke with a strained voice.
“I hope you know you’ve ruined any plan of attack you had by sitting exactly where I can see you.” He said, clearly stating that he could see where you were in complete darkness, where most people would fail to notice you. But then again, he’s not most people.
“It’s on purpose. If I’d been trying to kill you, you’d never see me coming.” You rebuked, dramatically. He only scoffed and for the first time since entering moved to turn on the lamp next to the sofa. 
“I have a hard time believing that.” The sudden brightness and his comment caused you to frown at him. He was now sitting on the opposite of you on the sofa and looking around his apartment as if to determine if everything was in place, just as he left it. He continued. “Although nothing seems amiss I have to ask, did you search my home?”
“As if I’d find anything interesting here, no. Did you expect me too?”
It took him a second to reply as his gaze settled on you. 
“No.”
This wasn’t a declaration of trust but of caution; he knows you’re not that stupid. At least he didn’t think that low of you. 
“Why are you here?” His words came so suddenly and pointedly, you almost felt surprised he cut the chase so quickly. You wondered which version of the story he would buy; now you regretted spending this time pondering about dumb shit, you really should’ve thought about a better excuse than ‘just to talk’. A second later you answered.
“Would you believed me I missed you?”
The silence was deafening, really out of all the things you could’ve said, this is what you came up with? 
“I believe you need to leave, I’ve had a long day and I’d rather go to bed than deal with you”. 
The way he venomously spit the last part had you hesitating but you’d decided to proceed.
“Sorry, I just came to talk”.
“Really, I don’t want to hear it. Go home.”
An exasperated sigh ripped from your chest as you rebuked.
“I want to have sex with you again.”
That statement had him paused in the middle of the room, while looking at you like you had grown a second head. Clearly he whatever he was expecting wasn’t this. Thrawn stopped for a second just looking at you and any sigh of falsehood in your features. You were quick to follow.
“We don’t have to! I just thought… you know. Only if you’re okay with that.” All traces of confidence had dissipated, stumbling with words you continued. “I know I said that- you know- that there won’t be a second time. Well, I’m here now. So- you know- if-uhhh- you’re okay with that, I would like to have sex with you again.”
Oh the Force help me, what was the most embarrassing, dick hungry, pathetic proposal that had ever left my mouth. Any second now, he’s gonna laugh and I will die on the spot. Why did I say that?! I’ve never been more embarrassed in—
“Okay.”
Hold on. Okay?
You finally focused on his face. He was serious.
“Just like that? Really?” you asked trying to cover your embarrassment. 
“Just like that.” He simply stated. Before you could react he was in front of you. He had a few centimetres on you so you had to look up to meet his red gaze. “Next time you try asking me to fuck you, just knock.” And just like that his lips were on yours, passionately kissing away your embarrassment.
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tiredsmolray · 4 days
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She was so naturally pretty. As pretty as her favorite flower. As pretty as a rainbow after rain. As pretty as the sunset in a calm summer evening. And standing next to her, there was dull me. As dull as the gray of dawn. As dull as the monotonous hum of rain. As dull as a starless night.
~ray
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screamintothevoidd · 5 months
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I know your love could never touch where I need it to be touched, where the sunshine doesn't reach, but some nights I just want you, my heart screams for you and I just stare into the darkness and dream of what we could have been if you weren't who you are. All I needed you to be was not him. Not this. Baby ?
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files-loathing · 4 months
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So... I've been working on something.
For like....four years now lol.
It's a story. I might dabble in writing , probably gonna post it on...well that's the thing. I don't know where to post it-
It's called Plight of the Lost. Its a young-adult romance with a mix of adventure and lovecraftian horror thrown in for good measure. It's also LGBT. Think of a mix between The Walking Dead , InFamous , HP Lovecraft with a lot of gay and biblical references thrown on for good measure.
Would you read something like that? What sites do you recommend I post it on? Would you like me to post art of it on here? Any advice about setting stuff up would be greatly appreciated
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yumcoldbrew · 3 months
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crib trouble
natasha romanoff x preg!reader
warnings: none just soft nat
summary: nat being pretty stubborn
word count: 230+
a/n: something cute and short bc i haven’t updated in months.
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“i don’t think thats how it goes nat.” you shake your head giggling
“no i just need to put this piece and it’ll look right.” she lets out a frustrated sigh
you laughed a little “i told you to read the instructions.” she looks back at you with an offended look on her face. “i don’t need those stupid instructions. i got this babe.” she smiles at you
“okay sure…i guess i’ll just throw them away since you’re so sure you can put it together without any help.” you walk slowly to throw them out before she stops you “okay okay fine, i need them” she reaches out to get them but you snatch them back before she could grasp them “hey!” she furrows her brows
“im going to help you build the crib.” you told her going to sit on the floor
before natasha can argue back she rushed to help you sit down as your big pregnant belly makes it difficult “babe you really don’t have to i got it.” you give her a look that says ‘really?’
“okay fine maybe i didn’t have it at first but now i do.”
“natasha this is our first child i want to help build their crib please.” you give her sad look making her break “fine but i’ll be doing all the hard stuff i don’t want you getting hurt.”
“that’s completely fine with me.”
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ang3lz-lov3 · 3 months
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My Only Love
Tw: none :3
Genre: fluff ?
pairing: geto x reader (gender neutral pronouns)———————————————————————
HELLO THERE BEFORE THIS STORY STARTS I JUST WANTED TO SAY IM A NEW WRITER AND IF YOU HAVE ANY SUGGESTIONS ON WHAT I CAN IMPROVE I WOULD REALLY BE GRATEFUL AND NOW ONTO THE THE STORY HOPE U ENJOY :3
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“Remember the first time we meet?" (IS THAT A NANA REFERENCE!?) Suguru asked from behind as he wrapped his arms around your waist and placed his chin on your shoulder
“of course love how could I forget"
You replied as you turned around to give him a peck on the cheek
(2 years ago)
The day you meet him the love of your life, you where working at your job in a coffee shop as a barista
"It's raining pretty hard don't you think So Y/N"?
Your coworker asked
“Yeah I guess so”
“Guess sale's will be pretty slow today”
You replied as you stretched a bit
“I'll be back Y/N need to use the restroom"
Your coworker said as she scurried to the employees restroom
"fine just hurry up don't take to long like u did last time”
you replied with a frustrated tone
“OK DONT WORRY BE BACK IN A MINUTE”
your coworker yelled as they closed the door
"yeah in a minute my ass”
You though to yourself
then all of a sudden you where brought back to your sense's as you heard the bell on the door chime
A tall man approached the counter his face had sharp features that could pierce threw you while his eyes were brown with a hue of yellow that made them look like honey
“What would u like today sir?”
You asked the man with a polite tone
“Not sure what would you recommend?”
The man replied his voice deep yet soothing which sent a sort of shiver down you spine
“Well I would recommend a iced coffee”
you told the man
"That sound nice give me an iced coffee then”
the man replied
"right away, any name for the order?”
you asked
“Geto… Geto Suguru yeah"
Geto replied
*Even his name is as beautiful as him* you though to yourself as you prepared his order while taking short glances every chance you got
"your order is done sir”
You told Geto as you handed him his drink
“How much would I owe you beautiful”
he said with a teasingly tone
Your cheeks became flushed as you heard those words come out of his mouth
He noticed your reaction and a slight smirk formed on his face
"It's… Ito going to… to be $5.50"
you stuttered as you replied still flushed by his words earlier
he handed you the money, as he was about to leave he took out a piece of paper and pen he proceeded to write down something on the small piece of paper
“Call me later beautiful I would like to get to know you better”
he said this as he handed the small piece of paper to you
you stayed in shock as you tried to process what had just happened
"What the hell happened to you why are you so flushed and worked up all of a sudden?”
your coworker said as they patted down their hands on their apron
"you won't believe what just happened”
To be continued :3?
(was planning to make this a short story but I guess this is what happens when you really put your everything into something)
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probably will do another part depends if I’m lazy or not also this was made for my pookie since it’s her man :3
SEE YOU SOON OR NOT :3
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fishermanshook · 2 months
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Can I send a request Platonic Female dancer, Cheerleader and Journalist x Ballet Dancer reader (not separate or both happen at the same time).
Pirouette's for Days (surviors! x gn!ballerina!reader)
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# reader has a backstory , cut 4 length , there's a small kiss in each part but they are seen as platonic and not romantic , grammar and spelling warning , a tinge of ooc
INTRO
After a horrible “accident” left your theater in ash, the manors offer of shelter seemed to be your only hope. While the situation was not ideal, I suppose it did work out in the end. In exchange for shelter, food and water, you get stuck running for your life from blood thirsty Hunters who are dealing with the same things you are.
You should’ve been off and on your feet by now, but stuck in a never ending game of life and death leaves you trapped in a rickety manor that won’t let you leave. Thankfully, you’ve met some amazing people during your stay and you couldn’t ask for more. (Well, maybe a way out. But you’ll just have to take their deduction costume as an apology.)
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Female Dancer
Your destined arrival was a surprise to Margaretha, a delightful one sure, but a shocker nonetheless.
Margaretha truly believed that she would be the only dancer to ever roam these treacherous halls, that no one would ever understand her on a deeper level when it comes to dancing. How the act of it envelops her and consumes her mind and body entirely. Assuming the dancer was forever destined to waltz alone, others could hear her slow music box accompanied by the soft melody of her tears in the dead of night.
Thankfully, that time has come and gone, and Margaretha is in a better place now. Your company has shown her that not everything and everyone is bad in the world, she cherishes you deeply. She just isn't 100% sure how to show it.
You've found yourself adjusting to your peculiar situation quite fast, and you're sure that the Female Dancer is the one to blame. You spend most of your time with her, and usually, that time is spent on stage somewhere in the manor. This is where your secrets have spilled. This is where you've perfected your Grand Adage. This is where you've shared a kiss with the one and only Female Dancer.
Margaretha will break in your ballet shoes for you. She will help you sew and pick out your performance outfit for your upcoming solo. (You being forced by Ms. Nightingale to dance at one of the events, don't worry about it.) Margaretha will help you bend and flex every fiber of your being. Margaretha will do nearly everything for you, and you will do almost anything for her.
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Cheerleader
Lily is almost certain she's seen a show of yours in the past, at least, before she was stripped of her aristocratic status because of the accident. Whether it was you or someone else performing, she remembers it and quotes it as an incredible experience.
Right off the bat, Lily wants to be your friend. She may not be the first person you meet in the manor, but she's a face worth remembering, as the Cheerleader starts to appear more often in your new life at the manor. If you do decide to indulge in the Cheerleader and choose to seek her out, she'll start to appear at your side more often.
The Cheerleader learns of your upcoming performance and is instantly intrigued. With the eyes of a puppy, she begs to see your practice, just for a little bit. How could you deny her? Not that you were going to, originally you were going to ask her if she wanted to see what you'd been working on. She doesn't have to know that though, as you quickly take her hand in yours and race off to the auditorium where your practices have been taking place.
Watching you dance triggers memories to flood in, and before she knows it, tears are flowing down her face. Your performance has moved her to tears and all she can do is mumble a small "m sorry..." as she tries quickly to compose herself. Your show has reminded her of better times before the accident took place, before her brother was rendered bed-bound, and before her life was overcome with grief and abuse. You help comfort her, hugging her tightly and laying gentle kisses on her head.
Lily will always cheer you on from the sidelines. Quiet as a mouse during your performance she quietly gasps from the sidelines, but after your show, she showers you with praise and compliments. Commenting on every aspect of your dance and applauding you for all the hard work and effort you put toward the show. Her words make you teary-eyed before she kisses them away. Your her friend, she doesn’t want you crying! Taking your hand in hers, the two of you rush off elsewhere to celebrate your successful performance.
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The Journalist
Alice DeRoss has most likely heard of you and your grand theater, it's even possible that one of her coworkers has interviewed you before. Although, she'll never know as she loses her memory of them the more she's stuck in here.
When she first meets you, she's (just a bit) overly kind. Sensing the fact that you've just gone through something traumatic (like everyone has in this damn place.) she wants to make sure you feel safe with her, despite your unlikely situation right now.
As one of the first people you meet, you feel most at ease with her. Which is one of the reasons why you choose to stay closest to the Journalist. Alice doesn't mind as she enjoys your company and finds that you're an intriguing character to talk to. Whether it be about ballet, more of your background, or just random things in general, she finds herself smiling more in your presence.
Alice is the first person to see your performance finished or now. Whether you're dancing with Margaretha or performing a solo, you spot a flash of light from the audience. Her camera has caught you soaring through mid-air as if defying gravity itself and it wows her. Your performance leaves her mouth slightly agape before she snaps out of it and claps for you. (And maybe Margaretha, but either way she was looking at you the entire time.)
When you finally do put on your performance, Alice has got front-row seats and is amazed the entire time. You look stunning on stage and she doesn't dare to take her eyes off of you for a second. In the end, she is waiting for you on the side of the stage and (with the help of Emma) has brought you a bouquet and a special kiss on the cheek for all your efforts.
note: EAT UP IDV WOMEN LOVERS (please reblog) (also i didn't expect to actually get something out tn)
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neverhadamonster · 3 months
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I have no idea what I'm doing or how to do this but I'm starting a danganronpa x reader blog because i'm getting bored and life needs to be more exciting.
Characters I will write for are:
All danganronpa 1 characters
All danganronpa 2 characters
Anime- exclusive characters if people even like those guys. I haven't finished danganronpa 3 so that's why I'm not writing for that game.
I will write for all genders and if not specified, then gender neutral. there will be only one person who runs this blog so apologies if things go slow. Any prompt, any character. Headcanons only though. They're easier for me.
⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️ALSO NO NSFW BECAUSE IM A MINOR⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️
(Since this is technically my rules these will change and I will edit them in the future)
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d-x-z · 4 months
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So. Like.
I have, a evil morty x male fanfiction I've written it has like 8-9 chapters and around 20k words, 2k or 3k each chapter for my own personal enjoyment and idk if I should upload it😀 so technically...if someone sees should I? IM CONTEMPLATING ON IF I SJOULD.
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