#he isn't embarrassing to be around and that just having ts isn't embarrassing and just like. reigen giving him massages for free and teru

[that-was-anticlimactic]

okay no but thinking about ritsu with tourette’s, right? and this boy is like… the king of suppression because he feels like he needs to be the perfect student and son and all that jazz and he’s also so embarrassed by the fact that he can’t control his body. so he suppresses like there’s no tomorrow and it hurts so much but he does it anyways. he lets himself tic at home, but even then he’s so used to suppression he forces it to be mild so his family thinks it’s better than it is. he lets loose more in his room by himself, but even then he sometimes has trouble doing it. he frequently has tic attacks in his room:/

anyways so let’s say one day mob and reigen and serizawa and teru and tome and shou and dimple are all at spirits and such, right? and like ritsu has student council stuff or something idk anyways and serizawa asks reigen where he gets his fidget toys because one of his classmates has ts and has been searching but can’t find any they like. and before reigen can respond, mob speaks up and is like “oh you should ask ritsu” and everyone just. stares at him because reigen has like a box of fidget toys in his office and an individual stress ball for each person and ritsu has quite literally never used them. and they’re like “why?” so mob is like “he has some fidget toys in his room—he doesn’t really take them places. i don’t know why he doesn’t. they really help his ts”. and everyone just stares x2

so eventually, reigen is like “ritsu has ts???” and mob just cocks his head and says “yes??? did you guys not know this?” and absolutely NONE of them knew he had ts because ritsu is THAT good at suppressing and if he’s in a position where he can’t suppress, he finds a way to leave so he’s alone. and like mob didn’t fully realize that ritsu was suppressing because he lives with ritsu and sometimes hears it from his room and sees it at dinner and he notices the little signs that other people don’t see unless they know and he’s like “you… really didn’t know??? does he not tic around you guys?” and then everyone comes to the realization that ritsu is HARDCORE suppressing

anyways i think it’d be sweet if reigen sat down and talked with him and ritsu is super stand-offish at first and snappy and then reigen says something like “we’d rather have you as you are—you don’t need to try to be the perfect ritsu because you’re already the perfect ritsu” or something along those lines. and ritsu starts having a breakdown and like it takes awhile for him to be comfortable ticcing in public. he starts small with the spirits and such gang and then slowly lets it happen during school and stuff and everyone is just. so proud of him. he’s less tense all the time and it helps him be more vocal about when he’s in pain and needs help and he starts to actually use his fidget toys and. yeah. feelings.

#oops this got longer than i intended uhhhhhhh #anyways i just think he has ts #he told me personally #and i just think that ritsu slowly becoming comfortable enough with everyone around him to simply BE himself and like him realizing that he #he isn't embarrassing to be around and that just having ts isn't embarrassing and just like. reigen giving him massages for free and teru #finding fun kt tape for him to use and shou giving heated massages and serizawa picking up fidget toys he thinks ritsu would like and tome #and tome and dimple just supporting him and calling him out if he's being all broody and self-deprecating about it (in a Good way not mean #way) and then mob sitting him down and having a serious talk about emotions and pain and suppressing with him and how he shouldn't do that #anymore and he wouldn't want mob to suppress if it were him and that he has nothing to be ashamed of because he's fine as he is and mob #loves each and every part of him and. AHUGFXDGCHJKLNBHVGFDCSVBGHJTGFDCSDXVFBGHNJKHYGTFDVCBGVNHBJKLJUYJTFCDGVBHJKUYTFRDFXCGVHUJYTFRDFXCGVHBJK #i just. have feelings. #and if anyone is ever mean to ritsu about his ts he's got like the whole spirits and such gang on his side and also the awakening lab kids #and the ex-claw members and the mob recruits the body improvement club to look intimidating and the telepathy club and just #🥺🥺🥺 #it's about ritsu learning to love himself and to not find who he is embarrassing and not putting on a front because he feels like he has to #ahem #i am. fine. #sO ANYWAYS THANKS IF YOU ACTUALLY MANAGED TO READ ALL THIS IUYGTFDXFGCHUIJOMNUBYVTFG DCGVBHNJMK #mp100 #ritsu kageyama #ritsu with tourette's

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would you do a pathetic loser character x yandere jock reader?

fuck yeah bro. ts got me all excited KEKEKRK.. this is one of my favorites. thanks anon.

pathetic loser darling x yandere jock reader

both amab, cw;; creepy, perverted reader - dubcon, stalking, disturbing reader

dude... you just couldnt help yourself. youre serious! you had no control of your thoughts. it was so awful at first... forming a little crush on some guy you have no business having a crush on-? as a jock type, youre automatically to fall for some girlㅡsome cheerleader, or even some loser - but not some loser ass introvert... yet there you were... jerking off to polaroids of him in the comfort of your huge bed - moaning n groaning out his name and imagining his smaller hands wrapped around your dick instead of your ownㅡhe's so cute, so pretty, so lovely -

you cant wait to see him tomorrow... following from afar from his home that was so conveniently close to yours... you wonder why you havent made your move yet - but it takes time, alright ?!!! you want him to be comfortable around you first... brushing against him in the halls and offering small apologies - grinning wildly as he squeaks n runs off blushing with an apology of his own... so cute. so fucking cute... you,,,youjust cant stop imagining those lips wrapped around your cock... hes soprettyy... soon, you'll be friends... then best friends... then l-loversㅡ

thinking about this fucking nerd in all sorts of disgusting ways - merely passing him in the halls and never communicating or anything! it hurt so bad... it was just so painful to be away from this little freak... this fucking outcast. one of those loser nerd types, fitting right into the teen movie archetype of a nerd with those fucking glasses ( of course ) and nose length hair tucked behind his ears - he was just so pretty... so dainty, almost. those lips - thick and full and just great makeout material... sucking on them til they were dark n bruised and even bloodied-!! fuck he'd look so good with blood dribbling down his chin... there you were, there you would be, lapping it up and peppering kisses around his mouth all teasingly - dont-! don't. get distracted. dont... fucking get hard... think... gross things...

b-but... your cock argues with your thought process, prick bulging from your jeans and you feel so embarrassed... this always happens ! you get distracted while observing your little freak in his equally little place of comfort - back of the campus, where a forest resided, you were watching him from afar; as always... observing is allㅡyou were his secret protector. shoving away the notorious little groups of friends known for fucking with those weaker - making sure to beat the piss out of them and tell them sternly to keep away from your little crush... you didnt want someone to harm him - but it was okay if that someone was you. fantasizing and jerking your cock to the thought of restraining him and verbally destroying his smart lil mind - but obviously, making sure to cheer him right up afterwards. you were big on aftercare in your daydreams...

oh, god... and finally having him in your grasp,,, making him vulnerable and him having to rely on you as you keep him in your huge place... it was out of no where and you clearly couldnt stick to the plan of friends, best friends, and lovers - that theres your boyfriend and you were sick of him not acknowledging that-! "hey, hey, it's okay..." you coo gently, snickering to yourself at the mess your boyfriend makes of himself - sobbing in your thick burly arms and squirming so much that you involuntarily get hard - "you're alright, silly... i have you."

ㅡbut yes, that was the problem... you had him. he couldnt think on whether or not to be actually scared out of his wits or nuzzle into the warmth your chest emanated, he did have a crush on you but he thinks youre taking this t-too farㅡ "it's huge, isn't it? you'll be okay, i promise..." nuzzling into the side of his head after guiding his hand to your weeping cock, the euphoric feeling of his hand shakily wrapping around the base - he was still sniffling... whispering to him, "you be okay, hnn? don't grab too hard, i'll have to do something to you..." not elaborating on your last sentence... the thought of having to hurt him just because he hurt you first made your heart clench,,,

#yandere reader #jock reader #x male reader #male reader #top male reader #x top male reader #dom male reader #x dom male reader #sub male character #bottom male character #uke male character

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I saw a Zosan comic once where Usopp asked Zoro how he dealt with Sanji being so like that (swirly was flirting up the ladies per usual in the background) Before Sanji twirled his way around to fill up Zoro's mug, whisper something sweet into the kiss his pressed into his cheek, then twirled away as Zoro flashed a smug little grin Usopp's way

And I just think there should be more zosan art/fics like that

Yes yes the boys still bicker and have their little dick measuring contests and fight as always to tests their strength

But it's always done with a knowing smile even as they test the upper limit of each other's patience and outside of that? Sanji's just as loving as he would be with any other partner (Something that kind of bothers me in fic spaces is that Sanji's always portrayed as fawning over any and every fem person but when it comes to Zoro himself and they're intended to be shipped there isn't nearly as much of that same energy :/)

Zoro deserves to be adored and cared for just as much, flaunted to the world as Sanji's man and appreciated by him just as much as any woman if they're going to be in love dammit Sanji's weird and repressed pre-ts because seeing Zoro be out and unashamed of who he is while he's still struggling to come to terms that he even likes men and puts women on a pedastal as a result of intense trauma, I don't expect him to do all that for Zoro back then with that much unaddressed baggage

So I like to think that especially post-ts after Sanji's sorted his shit on Gender Island that he's more than willing to shower his marimo in damn near embarrassing open affection, and Zoro's receptive to it - not prancing around like Sanji is too, I don't think it's in his nature, but at least smiling in acknowledgement and the occasional heart fingers/hands across the deck that sends Sanji spinning with love hearts back into the kitchen to whip up Zoro's afternoon snack

Usopp, Nami, and Robin tease him about how he's become quite the perfect little housewife for his big strong man after maybe seriously trying to kill Zoro more than a handful of times before they were separated at Sabaody The truly genuine response of how he acted in the past makes him cringe, and how he hope to make it up to Zoro now by making sure that stupid moss knows that he loves him every day throws his peers off a little and earns a gentle smile from Robin in response

The teasing slows but doesn't stop from there

(Don't get me wrong I still like emotionally constipated ZS @/wellfine's comic about them saying I love you is still one of my faves to date I just want... more stuff of them being loving in conventional ways </3)

+ some quick gender thoughts as well since this ramble post is getting long and I might as well

I'm a ride or die trans!Zoro truther but I think it'd be sweet if Sanji came back from Gender Island cis, just- like an actually functioning person about it now He's gnc and plays with heels and makeup and dresses but he's still a man, only a man who's fully confident in who he is and confident in the fact that his supportive trans boyfriend still loves him not despite all of that, but because of it since that's who he is Zoro being a huge muscly trans man who still retains the ability to be tender and soft and in touch with his emotions instead of a meat-brained gym rat is so important to me personally actually asdfgsdfsd

#cebwrites #one piece #sanji x zoro #roronoa zoro #one piece zoro #zoro x sanji #zoro #one piece sanji #black leg sanji #sanji #op zosan #one piece zosan #zosan #if anyone could find that comic mentioned at the start #do send it to me i'd love to see it again <33

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♛- PLAY-HARD V (17+ Warning! Sexual Themes)

1st part/ 2nd part/ 3rd part/ 4th part/ 5th (Final) part 🔞

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➸ INTERESTS; - olo'eyktan!jake x fem!omatikayan reader

➸ BACKGROUND; - working alongside Mo’at has helped you and your family in various ways, as a way to repay her for your free working she pairs you along side Toruk Makto to aid him in small departments he needs assistance in, but more importantly to find a Tsahik suitable for the Olo'eyktan, but he isn't always cooperative. Thankfully things have turned out for the better, Jake and you being close, but what does that mean for the future of the omatikayan people, or better yet; the future of your relationship?

➸ WARNINGS; - wc. 2.9k slight age gap (25 & 21), takes place after the great war, slow burn, just pure smut, fingering, nipple play, cl!t play, p in v, overstimulation, missionary, power imbalance, soft!dom, fem!receiving, male!receiving, orgasm, orgasm denial, mentions of masturbation, biting, marking, bond. lmk if i missed anything. 🔞🔞 NOT PROOF READ BTW??

➸a.i; - last chapter of the series!! i hope you all enjoy, thank u for all the love and support:( they’ll be more to come!! just stay tuned, also sorry ts took so long a lot is happening rn.🕷️ -kree

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*navi translation will be provided*

You slowly exhaled, removing your kuru from the branches of the tree, watching the tendrils of it dance down. Turning your face to see Jake already having his eyes on you, startled you looked back to the branches of the tree almost immediately, your cheeks heating up slightly.

“It helped didn’t it?” He asked softly, you could practically feel his breath on the back of you neck, the subtle soft sounds coming from the mossy floor and he stepped behind you didn’t further help your case. You only hummed in response and nodded, continuing to play with the beautiful branches that danced along your skin, liking the glow it gave you. “I brought you here to calm your nerves, but you seem more tense than ever, what’s the matter pretty?” Jake asked, now slowly collecting the hair that had splayed all across your back and placing it all over your right shoulder. Your left shoulder vacant as he began to place soft kisses against it, trailing up to your jawline, wrapping his hands around your waist. You stopped for a moment, your breath faltering as you quickly took a deep breath and exhaled to stabilize it, obviously not working for your breath or heart, becoming even more flustered as you heard Jake chuckle into your skin taking in your expression.

“Jake please, I.. I’m-“

“C’mon you can tell me, talk t’me” He muttered, his breath fanning against the back of you neck, making you shudder in his arms slightly, now resting your back against his broad chest. “Making me feel hot” You mumbled, you could feel him smile against your skin as he now placed his head to the side of yours, brining it down slowly to your ear. “Feelin’ hot? Yeah? Can you show me where?” He whispered, placing his larger hand in yours, in a sense of him asking you to guide him. You slowly dragged his hand from your chest down past your stomach, then even lower, quickly hovering over your loincloth, crossing your legs and clenching, of course around nothing, but the pleasure enough to make you moan.

Still, he continued to chuckle at you, understanding exactly what you were saying and feeling, but just did it to tease. He eventually sat you down onto the mossy floor for your comfort, but not without kissing you over a dozen times until your saliva was exchanged, the stream sliding down and sticking to his chin, which he quickly wiped away.

“Wanna make you feel good, gonna let me do that kid?” He asked, his hands still roaming your body slowly, voice drowsed in lust, you nodded softly. You weren’t sure if you should’ve been more embarrassed or more aroused by his actions, but the way he treated you in this very moment made you melt, literally. “Want you to say it.” He demanded, pausing all movements and looking you dead in your eyes. “I want you to make me feel good, please.” You say with a shy voice, earning a coy smirk from Jake, as he began peppering kissed onto your face, then jawline and lower to your collarbone, groaning as he felt your hands roaming around him.

Slowly, but eagerly untied both sides of your loincloth, whispering sweet delights into your ear waiting to see your reaction. Your tight grasp onto his forearm and slight moans gave him the motive to move even faster, kissing you passionately. All kisses he gave you, you immediately returned, mumbling lewd phrases to him in which he returned the energy, telling you how he has you to himself, no more distractions for either of you and how happy that made him, how happy you made him, watching you blush at his words and play with his hair, one hand cupping his face as the other goes behind your back, un-tying your top and letting it drag down slowly. Jake just followed the motion of your top with his eyes, quickly flicking his eyes back up when you mentioned that your eyes were up here.

He gave you a full smile, quickly flashing his fangs and licking them softly. His hands trailing from your hips up to your breasts, kneading them softly as he kissed you again. Then trailing his kisses yet again back down past your collarbone and to your breasts, licking them softly before placing your nipple in his mouth. His ears perking quickly as if they were almost flapping when hearing your moans, and your hands grasping the back of his head, grasping at his hair.

Jake keeps a hand pressed behind your back as the other one went between your legs, toying with you and teasing you about how wet you were, to which you gripped his hair harder, cursing him slightly to which he just chucked at you. The vibrations and hot breath fanning your nipples making you jump slightly, moaning aloud to his amusement.

He soon glided his tongue down, hovering just over your pelvis, his fingers toying with your clit then slipping them inside you. You just watched him, not wanting to move a muscle and let him fufill his promise, he looked up at you, kissing your pelvis then moving lower, his breath fanning your clit to which you moaned, placing a hand on your breast as you back arched slightly, telling him to stop teasing you as he just laughed, kissing your clit.

He ushered for you to relax multiple times as you quickly began asking what it was that he was doing, reassuring you it was something he’s done before and it was an “earth custom”. You took his word for it, as he said he would be able to make you feel so good by doing it, but the way he described it was amusing

almost. “eating out” was the term, definitely something you haven’t heard of, not being a na’vi term for any of the clans on Pandora. Well maybe for some, but most definitely not the omatikayan clan, and surprisingly Jake was going to teach it to you today.

He made you lay on your back in an instant, a small curve of the grass elevating your head slightly as you watched him. He seemed to enjoy what he was doing, and you could feel it. The way he would moan into your cunt and practically claim every inch of it as his was killing you, he toyed with you for a bit, giving your clit kitten licks as he pushed his large alien fingers deeper inside you just to see how far they could go, and when he could feel the tips of his fingers brushing against your sweet spot he’d curl them upwards, earning a shocking moan from you as you jolted up, now making direct eye contact with him. Jake just watched you in awe, the tension and pressure being too much for him as his erection practically ripped out of his loincloth, your moans and coos weren’t helping him either, to take the workload off by helping himself of course being able to multitask so easily.

Honestly if anyone else was here at the tree of souls you couldn’t feel bad for them, you wish you could but at the same time you could care less, you’ve been dying to get to this moment and absolutely nothing was going to stop that.

Jake continued his assault, now sucking on your clit and taking his time to move his tongue downwards towards where is fingers were, then back up again, his groans and curses causing your toes to curl slightly as you mumbled his name repeatedly, feeling dizzy as you let him continue, urging him to go faster as you pushed his head slightly. “Feels tha- fuck, feels that good pretty?” He asked, his face hot and his hair a mess as he looked up at you, his fingers still bruising your cervix. Honestly the sight alone could kill you, what he was doing, what he was saying, the way he was looking at you and giving you constant reassurance was making you weak, either that or the fact that you felt a familiar tightening feeling coming from your lower belly, biting your lip frantically you nodded. “Mhmmm so, so, good” You muttered quickly, moaning afterwards, feeling the wave become even tighter in your abdomen and closing your legs with Jake between them, he quickly spread your thighs apart, one hand pushing one apart while the other one moved even faster inside you. “You close? Yeah I can tell your close, but you gotta let me finish, wanna make you cum” He hummed sweetly, placing a kiss on your pelvis and inner thighs as he rested his head on them softly, taking in your facial expressions deeply. He watched the way your eyes shut tight as you continued to mutter his name, practically hearing his fingers slide in and out of you at a perfect pace and dug your fingers deeper in the mossy floor beneath you as you felt your elbows giving out.

“Please, please jake” You begged him, watching him grin ear to ear as he watched you, finally opening your eyes to look at him, practically filled with tears as he kissed your thighs again, assuring you you’d be okay and that you needed to steady your breathing, which you did, but when the coil inside you began to unravel quickly to snap you became frantic. Your legs shook slightly as you curled your toes completely, legs shooting around in the moss and arching your back, your head nearly touching the mossy floor harshly as you took both hands to your mouth to cover your screams as the tears that were clouding your vision now rolled down the sides of your face, adding onto the sweat that was already there.

“There you go baby, that’s it” He cooed, now sitting up on his knees as he took both hands to massage your hips slightly, helping you sit up properly and praising you and telling you how proud he is, moving his hands to your back to massage it slightly and kissing you passionately with a smile.

“I want to try” You mumbled, still in a small trance from your previous intense orgasm, placing your hands on his chest and kissing his collarbone, you could hear him chuckle softly. “Wanna try what?” He asked, examining your face to see what exactly you were looking at, surprisingly it was his tented loincloth, which you quickly made your hands to, untying it quickly and pushing against his chest, wanting him to sit back against the tree behind him.

“You don’t have to, relax pretty I wanna focus on you.” He insured, softly grasping the wrists of your hands, which didn’t stop your movements, only quickening them at a pace where his loincloth was on the floor and you had ducked your head lower to be met with his cock, mouth slightly agape at the sight, definitely larger than expected. You took the time to look back up at Jake who just smirked at you, not wanting to laugh at your surprise as he didn’t already warn you to let it be, regardless you still decided to test the waters, sticking your tongue out softly to lick a long stripe of him, from the base to the tip, sucking the tip slightly listening to his moans. He placed a hand on your head softly, as you practically cleaned him up, the previous remains of his first release, praising you yet again of how well you were doing and even teased you on having previous practice with others, your hums and moans vibrated from your throat out onto your tongue, which continued to swirl around Jake’s tip as you pumped your hand around his length, his girth making it difficult for your fingertips to even wrap around him fully to touch one another.

The more Jake attempted to snap out of the trance he was currently in to pull your head up the deeper you went, slightly gagging at the small feeling of your throat burning. In all honestly you didn’t care, it felt too good, you could practically feel the pool making its way between your legs again, making you hum in satisfaction, plunging even deeper as Jake’s moan’s became heavier, now groaning as he bit his tongue, watching you.

“Baby, let me- shit. Please baby let me please you” He whimpered slightly, his tone not at all intimidating, and honestly he didn’t want you to stop. You just mumbled “mm-mmh” against him to which he groaned again, brushing his tongue against his soft wrapped knuckles, NEEDING to bite down into something, anything, anything at all to help him de-tense. You looked up at him again, bringing your head back up and teasing his tip slightly, liking the way it perked up and throbbed when you did, your movements with your hands becoming even quicker, looking down at the sight before you was pleasant, especially watching Jake’s abs clench, which was an obvious sign he was close, although he already mumbled it countless times.

You placed both hands on each of his thighs as you took a deep breath, plunging your head all the way down as a way to take his length completely, which you nearly did in attempts to not gag, focusing in breathing through your nose. That was until Jake moaned and repeated streams of curse words while praising you before tightening his grasp on your hair and pushing your head down slightly, making your nose barely ghost his pelvis as he came, his remains going straight down your throat as you quickly picked your head up, the rest making its way to fill your mouth as you swallowed harshly, breathing feverishly as Jake took a deep breath, sighing with relief and then breaking into a laugh, along with you who began snickering as well, before showering you with affection and kisses all over yet again, thanking you. Beginning to pamper you again and touch you, placing you on his thigh softly and feeling you underneath him, teasing you about how wet you were again and how he would take care of that.

Soon after you were layed against the grass again, flat on your back as you were making out with Jake again as he towered over you, kissing your cheek softly before getting up on his knees and pressing up between your thighs, placing his hands to spread your legs softly as he maintained eye-contact with you, asking you repeatedly if you were sure about this, which you answered the same every time, nodding and replying with a yes, as he held your hand, all of your fingers interlocking with his, you took your other hand and placed it on the back of your head, grabbing at your kuru softly before placing it in front of Jake as he did the same, watching the tendrils of both of your queues make the bond as you gasped softly, watching Jake’s pupils blow full on wide as yours did the same, he inhaled deeply and exhaled, the tension and satisfaction being intense.

He made you keep his eyes on him, and you did, kissing his hand softly as he guided his cock inside you while you were distracted, sinking into you slowly, biting his bottom lip as you moaned, being caught completely off guard. “You feel so good” He groaned, positioning himself properly over you as he began to thrust himself inside of you slowly, placing a hand over your shoulder onto the blue mossy floor, moaning slightly as he quickened the pace, placing his other hand on your hip, gripping it tightly.

“Jake!! Jake! Oe ke tsun!” [I can’t] You whimpered softly, clawing at his shoulders softly, your moans getting louder and louder each time. He chuckled at your phrase, “M’ not finished with ya, ‘ve been wanting to do this for so long baby, not stoppin’ till your beggin n’ cryin” He mumbled, quickly groaning afterwards and hovering over you even closer, now practically postponing himself inside you after increasing his speeds and depth of his thrusts making you cry out.

You quickly began to claw at Jake’s back, burying your face in the crook of his neck and biting your bottom lip tightly, pressing your mouth against his collarbone, hums now heard from you, making him slow down his pace.

“Don’t do that, don’t hide from me, I wanna hear you, wanna see how good I make you feel.” He teased, taking a hand up to the back of your head, caressing it softly as you placed your head back and mewled. “Feels so good, faster” You groaned, throwing your head back slightly as Jake began to kiss and lick your collarbone softly. “Gotta say please baby” He whispered, you nodded slowly pleading with him as he quickly obliged, increasing the speed of his strokes yet again, causing you to claw deeper at his back, repeating the same curses that he had before from the pleasure you felt.

Your bodies were entangled with one another, pleasure and pride filling both of your body’s, as you let Jake continue his assault on your collarbone and neck as you tightened around him, feeling the familiar knot tightening in your stomach, doing the same you did before, attempting to close your legs, but was quickly stopped yet again by Jake, taking the hint that you were close, taking your left leg and hoisting it upwards, part of it dangling over his shoulder as he began fixing his form, not moving quicker, but moving deeper, causing you to begin blabbering again.

Rambling about how good he made you feel and how you were going to cum, he just chuckled at you kissing you, assuring you he would help you reach your peak and come down from it. He placed his hand slowly over your lower stomach, pressing down softly as he watched you come undone underneath him, squirming around and crying out, tears clouding your vision again as your legs shot around slightly, small screams covered by his shoulder, which you quickly buried your face in as you removed it, exhaling softly. You twitched slightly as he continued, now searching for his high, which was close, too close from the way you hadn’t let go of him, how your walls enveloped him tightly not wanting to release, practically begging to milk him dry, which he soon did.

Just a couple of strokes afterwards Jake finished, but not without mumbling his series of curses against your collarbone, then biting you softly, his fangs just barely piercing your flesh entirely before he growled slightly, you flinched and groaned. The pain quickly settling in and mixing with pleasure as you watched him lick the area his bit you, placing a soft kiss before slowly pulling out of you, then kissing your forehead with a smile.

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“I love you so much” He said softly, nuzzling his nose into your skin to which you giggled, “I love you” You said back, kissing him as you slowly de-attached your kuru from his queue, sighing softly with a smile.

“We’ve mated.” You stated with a cheeky smile, to which he nodded. “You’re stuck with me for life, how do you feel?” He asked, to which you nodded, tracing his nose with your fingers.

“As if I’m the luckiest na’vi woman alive” You laughed, kissing him passionately.

Ewya you could die happy.

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[isylovesbigboys]

"𝐃𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐬𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬?”

ꕥ Synopsis: you go to surprise your boyfriend at work but accidentally embarrasses him, he make sure to show you whose boss in the elevator

—character: Kokonoi Hajime

—series: Tokyo Revengers

warning: mdni, smut, exhibitionist, blow jobs, fingering, ts!dom!kokonoi, sub!fem!reader

Kokonoi snapped back, looking towards you with an irritated expression. After all, you did just accidentally walk into a meeting wearing nothing but stockings and an oversized shirt, which belonged to Koko. You thought it would be a funny idea to seduce your boyfriend, you had his timetable at work down to a T and was so sure you'd catch him alone whilst he was at work, however- this didn't go how you wanted it, you didn't mean for anyone else to see you, especially some of his closest co-workers of Bonten.

"Get out!" Koko yelled at you. "Or do I have to get you out myself?"

You stood in the doorway of his office as a shocked expression sprawled out upon your face. All eyes were gazed upon your semi-exposed body, You have never felt more dirtier than you did in that very moment. Kokonoi's expression didn't seem to change as he stood up and slammed his hands on his desk, looking more irritated than ever- you could practically feel the anger and shame radiate off him.

"Well?"

You fled his office in complete embarrassment, picking up your coat on the way, which you left over the arm of the chairs outside his office to cover yourself with. You swiftly made your way down the corridor, anxiously wandering around the building until you stumbled upon the elevator, looking nervously around hoping no one would recognise you, you waited for it. Thankfully, the 'ding' of the door opening put you at ease as you raced into the empty elevator, you sighed and rested against the metal handrail as the doors began to close.

"...You"

A low, stern voice made its way to you as you turned around to find a semi-angry white haired man standing in between the doors, propping it open with his hands before stepping inside. You looked around nervously trying to avoid Koko's heavy gaze upon you.

"Koko, I'm-" you began to speak, a slight shake in your voice as you addressed him. You hated seeing him angry, although he's never been anything but gentle towards you, he was intimidating when he was angry and you prayed you were never on the receiving end of it. You winced, expecting him to shout loud at you.

"You're what? Sorry? Do you know how much of an embarrassment you were-" Koko spat at you, you could sense the hostility he was projecting, his tone was angry but his voice was quiet- trying not to make a scene. "- and look at you, is that my shirt? You're dressed like some slut. Are you even wearing clothes underneath that?"

Koko's words stabbed you like a knife, he made you feel so dirty,there was no love in his voice. You looked at him, still not speaking, his eyebrows were furrowed with a slight scowl on his face. Koko suddenly hit the emergency stop button and the elevator shook to a rugged halt, you lost your balance and tripped back into the corner, falling onto the floor. Koko stood still and stared at you as a slight smirk formed onto his face. He rolled up his sleeves as he walked towards you bending down to meet your eyes, he placed his index finger and thumb under your chin and lifted your face to meet his.

"So, y/n, are we going to finish what you started?

You can't deny you grew a little excited by his dominating tone, you became like putty in his hands when he acted like this. Suddenly, you were roughly lifted off of the ground by Kokonoi as he pulled you up by the arm without a warning. You let out a pained yelp but was quickly silenced by Kokonoi pushing you back, sandwiching you between the wall and himself.

"This isn't yours" Kokonoi spoke gesturing the top you were wearing. "Off. Now"

He commanded you. You felt hypnotised by his words and shamelessly did what he asked of you, your hands quickly made their way to the top button of your shirt but you started to fumble due to pure excitement, you grew agitated as you were struggling to undo them. Koko could see this. 

"Not fast enough, y/n" He teased, saying your name in a singsong tone, his voice was calm.

He started to grow impatient with you and ripped the top off himself throwing it, and your coat, onto the floor, leaving you in nothing but a black laced bra with matching undies he gave you as a present paired stockings. He scoffed at you and rolled his eyes, placing his hands on your bra, softly massaging your breasts, ever so slightly running his finger tips over your nipples earning a high pitched whine from you. Your breath hitched at his action and you slightly arched your back in response,breathing more heavily. You bit your lip trying to keep back any sounds your body wanted to make, not wanting to show how much you were intoxicated by his touch you were.

Kokonoi's soft lips then met with your jawline, he delicately left a trail of kisses down your neck, softly starting to suck on your skin , you mewled quietly at his actions. He did this several more times before spinning you around so you were facing the mirror, you looked disheveled as you could see several dark love bites on your neck, visible for everyone to see. He pressed himself against you bringing his hands back up to your breasts, he lifted up your bra so he could feel your pointed nipples, he rolled them between his warm index finger and thumb, every so often squeezing and flicking them, you whined more- drunk on his touches.

"Mmhm" You caved, you started to moan under his touch and lent your head back onto Koko's shoulder, closing your eyes.

"No, look in the mirror" He commanded "Look at yourself, getting felt up in public, you enjoy this don't you? God, you're such a slut"

You looked at yourself, he was right, your mouth was slightly opened, moans echoing around the elevator and he did barely anything, you were already left wanting more. You could feel yourself getting impatient and started squirming onto Koko's crotch, you could start to feel the wetness between your legs. It started getting uncomfortable. You wanted him so badly, you wanted him to do unspeakable things, suddenly you felt your left breast lose the warmth of his hand. His hands feathered it's way up to the corner of your mouth, touching your body on his way, his two fingers made its way to your mouth where they hovered above your lips.

"Now, y/n, suck these like the good girl you are, you can do that, yeah?

He asked as he shoved two fingers into your mouth, resting them between your teeth. You gasped slightly before running your tongue around his fingers, coating them in your spit. You swirled your tongue around them several times closing your eyes, imagining something bigger in its place. He then started to shove his fingers slowly back into your throat, hitting the back of it. He repeated this several times until he was satisfied, smiling at the act.

"Mmffph...mffmf...mngff "

You choked at the feeling, tears started welling up in the corners of your eyes as you were trying not to gag on his fingers, you clenched your fists trying to distract yourself from the uncomfortableness of his action.

"That's a good girl, take it all, there we go" he said gently to you, stroking your hair, as if he wasn't doing unspeakable things.

He took his fingers out of your mouth, coated in your thick spit which trailed from his fingers to his mouth. You slightly coughed looking at yourself in the mirror, seeing the drool fall from your mouth and your mascara smudged from the tears. He then bought those fingers down to your aching core- hovering just above it. He lovingly kissed the back of your neck then looked at you in the mirror. You gave him a nod, allowing him to carry on. He slid your underwear to the side with his other hand and slowly entered his fingers into you.

"Geez, y/n, have you seen the mess you made down here, I didn't even need your spit"

Those dirty words he said made you feel so slutty, but you loved the way he spoke to you. He started gliding his fingers in and out of you with great ease, your soft moans filling the elevator, he was lightly hitting your cervix and it was sending you over the edge.

"Mmhm, Koko, p-please. T-this feels so good" you moaned out to him, making him know how good he felt. "Go, faster, please"

He smirked at your sad attempt at begging, he curled his fingers and started moving more roughly inside of you, you felt a knot started to form in your lower stomach. Kokonoi used his free hand to add pressure to your clit, you saw him sucking his finger in the mirror before moving down there, so his fingers wouldn't be dry. He started rubbing your clit in circles as he sped up fingering your dripping cunt. You saw yourself in the mirror, you saw him in the mirror, he looked lustful. He didn't slow down his actions and the more he toyed with you the louder and louder your moans became, you started breathing more heavily. He knew you were close and he didn't want you to have all the fun so quickly, just before you could finish, he stopped and pulled his now soaked fingers out.

"Koko, ngh, w-why?" You said out of breath, damp hair from your sweat sticking over your eyes. You turned around and looked up at him- that's when you saw it out of the corner of your vision, a flashing red light. Your eyes widened at the sight of it, confused as to what the red blinking light belonged to. Koko saw your expression and looked up towards it. Now smiling.

"Oh that? Don't mind that? The boys are just having a good view from the camera they installed"

He said so nonchalantly, like he didn't hear what he said. Like his co-workers wasn't watching him doing such whoresome things with his girlfriend in the elevator. He looked back towards you, smirking down at the sight of you, oh how he loved to see you in this state, panting like his dog, he could ask you to do anything and you'd do it without a question.

"Let's put on a show for them, Princess"

He took his hands and bought them to his waist, he started to unbuckle his belt, making sure to keep eye contact with you whilst doing this. "Now, can you return the favour?" He asked, tilting his head to the side, with a shit-eating grin plastered on his face. It didn't take long before you got the hint, you knelt down on the ground before lightly touching him through his underwear, you could feel that he was hard, you put your mouth up to his bulge kissing him through his underwear, you could feel him tense up at your action. You grabbed the top of his underwear, bringing them down exposing himself to you.

You grabbed the base of his slightly leaking cock whilst putting your lips around his head, suckling on the top, soft grunts were heard coming from the man, his noises turned you on even more. You took more of him in your mouth- slowly moving your head back and forth. You closed your eyes imagining him fucking you senseless, it only drove you to go further. You took one of your hands and ran it over your nipple-craving more pleasure, moaning around his cock. This only made him buck forward, making his cock hit the back of your throat. His hand grabbed your hair in a fist and started moving your head himself, hitting the back of your throat with his cock.

"Mmffph...mffmf...mngff " the noises you made were like music to Kokonoi's ears, he let out several grunts and occasional moans.

"Playing with yourself, y/n? Keep going, let's see how filthy you are" Koko spoke in a seductive tone and he clenched his fist full of his hair, pulling you back slightly. You were a mess, you did exactly that.

You now had both hands on your nipples as Koko slowly used your mouth to fuck himself, spit drooling from your mouth landing on your chest, which you used to play with your nipples. You slightly traced around them, whilst flicking and twisting them gently- all whilst tears fell from your eyes as Koko hit your gag reflex again and again and again.

"You're such a good girl, y/n" Koko spoke with a devious tone, grunting between some of his words, a light flush covering his face. "now let's see how quick you'll come for me"

Koko pulled you away from his leaking cock, once again getting down to your level. He looked at you with such animalistic eyes, enjoying the view of you playing with yourself. "Don't stop what you're doing" He moaned into your ear, his hot breath left tingles all the way up your back and neck. He sat cross legged and smirked, inviting you to hop onto his lap, you slowly dragged your body onto him. Your core placed directly on top of his buldge. "Now, ride me" koko grinned. "Don't put it in though, you don't deserve that luxury"

You fell forward into his chest, your overstimulated nipples felt like they was going numb over your own teasing, but you didn't stop. You starting rocking yourself on him, your clothed core dripping, all the pleasures you built up felt like it was going to explode. Moans fell from your lips, you wouldn't be surprised if people on the outside heard you. You pressed down so your clit felt him, your hips sped up- you could heard Koko moan slightly, looking at you half-lidded, not taking his eyes away. You moved your hands to his shoulders, then around his neck pulling his head into your neck so he couldn't see your face, in exchange one of his hands traveled back up to your nipple- keeping the same pleasure as before, your body felt like it was going to explode.

"F-fuck~ Koko" moans spilled from your lips as you were reaching your climax, your hips aching from the movement but you refused to stop, you felt like your vision was going black as all the tension you felt down there released, you let out a loud, airy moan as you came to a slow stop, you pulled yourself closer to Koko, embarrassed from what you've just done.

"I think my princess has finally deserved my cock after that show, dontcha think?" Koko smirked, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a condom, ripping it open with his teeth before putting it on himself- you could barely keep yourself up above him, your legs were numb. You stared at him before pulling him into a kiss, your whole body felt like it was trembling. You pulled away from his lips, your body jumped as you felt his strong hands grab your hips, guiding you up so you you were lined up over his cock. Koko grabbed your underwear at the side and ripped them. "Not going to be needing these" he said,  his hands returned and he guided you down onto him, entering you.

You felt his thick cock travel through you, all the way up to touch your cervix, a loud moan escaped from your lips as a grunt did from his. You both were already breathing heavily, your hands was around his neck and you slowly started to ride him gently. Kokonoi put his hands on the floor and leant back, mouth agape and let out a moaned sigh. You rocked back and forth on him, the gentle pleasures flowing through you both, you grinded down hard onto him, trying to feel as much as him you could take, you could feel his cock hit your cervix, you sped up a little, moaning evertime he nudged your g-spot, moans erupted from both of your mouths. Soft moans of 'fuck' and 'oh gods' leaving your mouths. Koko held your hips still and he shuffled you both so he was leaning against the wall, he quickly bounced you down wanting to resume the feeling of your clenched walls around him, he decided to keep a tight hold on your hips- gripping harshly, wanting to take more control, he lifted you up and slammed you back down onto him, you let out a pained moan as he hit your cervix quite hard, he did this again...again...again...again...again. Koko let out loud groans, eyes full closed. Each time you were slammed down you let out a deep moans

"K-koko, holy shi-it" you cried out to him, letting out a long, loud, ungodly moan. "Don't stop,Koko, I swear please don't you dare stop"

He adored your begging, he groaned- Koko bucked his hips up in-sync with slamming you down, again and again. You were whining and moaning, begging him not to stop, your breasts bouncing against his chest, sweat dripping from body and heat radiating from his. you could tell koko was close as his grip became pained and he continued to speed up- his mouth started licking around your breasts, forcefully flicking your nipples with his tongue, trying to care for them equally. He rolled his tongue around your left nipple, taking it between his teeth gently biting, sucking gently whilst his right hand came up and started to abuse your other one, squeezing it hard and tugging on it. The pleasure became too much and you became overstimulated, the sudden amount of pleasure made the feeling in your core explode and you finished on him. He didn't slow down his movements and continued to pump into you, before finishing himself. You both collapsed, panting heavily, wet from sweat, clothes torn and chucked around the elevator.

"Koko- holy shit" you cried into his chest, smiling largely, still feeling pleasure from the sex, you rested your ear against his chest hearing his heart beat fast. He felt him place a kiss on your forehead "Sorry, I didn't mean, I didn't mean for this to be so intense, are you okay, y/n?" He asked, clearly out of breath, his voice seemed genuinely concerned, he was stroking your shaking thighs soothing you. You looked up at him, placing a kiss on his lips. "Yeah, I feel amazing" you giggled giddily.

You got off of him, sighing that there was nothing to clean you both up with, dreading what comes next. Koko adjusted himself and pulled out the emergency button, having the elevator restart up, he pressed the button to the top floor- his floor. You looked over at him " Koko? shouldn't we pop home and get cleaned?" Koko grinned. "Not yet, we need to get a little review from our viewers first" he winked at you, still grinning from your embarrassment, you were dreading going back to his office.

#kokonoi smut #kokonoi x reader #tokyo rev #tokyo rev smut #tokyo rev x you

[beanghostprincess]

Usopp being sanji's first kiss is canon we all know this but usopp's first kiss is Zoro. Okay now listen both of them have separate crushes Zoro likes Luffy. He doesn't know what to do with himself around him, usopp is realizing that maybe his relationship with Sanji is a little bit more than platonic and he doesn't know how to approach that.

They have a conversation about this, debating on how they confess to their crushes. And the top of being ill experience with relationships comes up and they realize that they have never kissed anyone. So obviously they don't want to fuck it up. You know when the time comes. You know they don't want to embarrass themselves not knowing what to do so you know the logical answer to this dilemma is to practice on each other.

Usopp is of course very nervous about this He doesn't want anyone walking in on them. Zoro comes up with a plan during night watch to sneak behind Nami's tangerine bushes and do it there. It's late at night They're both anxious usopp more than Zoro.

Despite his worry usopp initiates the kiss first standing on his tippy toes to lean in for a kiss. His lips are inches away from zoro's lips and he freezes He's starting to get second thoughts that maybe this isn't a good idea. Before he get back away of the row, firmly puts his hands on his shoulders crouch is down and kisses.

It was....... Nice they can both tell that they've never done this before, but it's really nice. It starts off with just lips to lips but soon starts to add tongue and this ends up making out. They do this for a week sometimes to practice or out of boredom. (horny teens on a boat what do you expect) the day finally comes usopp is ready to confront Sanji about their relationship. Let's just say he's a pretty great kisser

This is real and canon to me and GOD if Sanji finds out he's gonna go insane. Don't. Don't you EVER tell Sanji about this. If he knows Zoro was the one to kiss Usopp first he's gonna go all jealous and crying and curling up on the floor. But this is so real to me. Especially pre-ts, you know? Like I can totally see this happening. Zoro and Usopp are besties and they're like "huh, actually, this isn't such a bad idea. Who are we going to do this with if not with each other?" and they just start making out. Thing that makes sense because they're in love with two people who are oblivious to their crushes and sometimes teenagers are horny and that's okay. I think they make out and kiss for fun at this point and if they get too horny they stop because their romantic asses can't take having sex with somebody that isn't their specific idiots.

#zoro and usopp inventing best friendism #are you truly best friends if you haven't made out with each other #i'm joking here but seriously this is so normal behavior i can't believe i didn't think of this first #one piece #roronoa zoro #usopp #zolu #sanuso

[moon-fics]

heey, I hope you are having a good week! could you please write a fratboy!tom holland based on daylight (ts!) where he met her and discovered that love is much more beautiful and happy than he ever imagined it to be 🥹🫶

Ugh! Ok bear with me because I'm awful at Frat fics 😭 and I'm watching Grey's Anatomy so this is gonna be awful! This is gonna be short but I hope you enjoy it!

Even from outside the house, you can hear the music clearly and there are drunk students wandering the lawn. Your best friend has her arms wrapped around yours, keeping you close like you always do. She somehow always convinces you to join her for the same party every week for the sole purpose of seeing her crush. 

It's juvenile but you get free alcohol so why not indulge her. The moment you enter the fraternity house you're hit with the smell of booze and sweat, which thankfully you got used to. The first time you entered this house you had to keep walking outside for fresh air.

"Oh my god, there he is!" She yells in your ear, loud enough to be barely heard over the blasting music. She discreetly points at the blond boy she's been gushing about since she first saw him. "Isn't he so adorable?" She giggles and you take a long look at the boy and still can't see what she does. You'd try and reason with her about him, but they genuinely seem to like each other.

"Well, you know where to find me," You unhook your arm from hers, allowing her to practically levitate to him. Just like every week you slip past the swaying bodies and enter the kitchen. The drinks are already laid out on the island counter which is way too fancy for the fart house. 

As you pour yourself a drink in a plastic purple cup you notice a group of boys have also entered the kitchen. They seem to be having an intense conversation, debating something you're not interested in enough to listen to. You scoop ice out of a cheap cooler, standing up straight a little too fast.

You slam into one of the boys, spilling ice and a bit of your drink on your shirt. You take a second to examine your shirt, it's not going to stain but it's an inconvenience for now.

"Hey, watch where you're going, asshole!" You snap, spinning on your heel to face whoever you hit. Sure, you're being rude by instantly reacting badly, but you just want to drink and wait until your best friend is done dancing around her crush.

The moment you turn your eyes lock with a boy who is holding an annoyed look, suddenly feeling embarrassed for being so harsh. As you stare at him you notice a shift in his eyes and his face relaxes. As if looking at you has somehow changed his mind about you. You clear your throat and now your shirt is unbearable to have on with alcohol-soaked cloth sticking to your stomach.

"Sorry, I wasn't looking!" He instantly replies, his hands in front of him in a surrendering gesture. His eyes land on the spillage that is still spreading and is now noticeable. "That does not look comfortable," He chuckles, running a hand through his gelled hair.

"Oh, no it feels really nice," You snark, pulling the shirt forward just enough to peel it off your damp skin. If you hadn't promised your friend you'd stay the entire night you would have gone home already. You know you should be nicer to him, it wasn't his fault. "Sorry for snapping at you," You sigh, glancing back up at him.

"I get it, it's a stuffy house and there's people everywhere. If I weren't obligated to be here I'd probably be anywhere else," He grins and now you can't help but find him handsome. His eyes wrinkle and shine in the dim lights. "I could grab you a new shirt, but it'll probably be a bit big," He suggests and a new shirt sounds perfect. 

That's how you end up in his room, sitting on his bed that is surprisingly made. His room has a few posters taped to the wall, one of them being Spider-man. You expected everyone at a fraternity to have pinups and messy rooms, instead, his is organized and well thought out.

On his way up to his room, you learn his name is Tom and he's an open book. You could ask a million questions and he'd probably have a billion answers for you. It soothes your nerves that he's being sweet and not once has made a move.

"So, why did you join a frat?" You ask, leaning to the left to see him through the closet door. He's holding up two shirts on hangers as if he can't decide which ones to give you. Either one would work for tonight and you'd return it the next week. "Not to judge you based off of thirty minutes, but you don't seem like the type," 

He looks up from the shirts, his lips parted in surprise. It's a simple question, it's not like you're asking him something deeply personal. Yet, his expression makes you wonder if anyone has ever bothered to ask him anything that isn't skin deep.

"Ah, uhm my friend Harrison persuaded me to join with him," He answers quickly, putting one of the shirts back on his rack. He exits his closet, removing a grey long-sleeve shirt from the hanger. "Is this good?" He asks nervously. 

You don't even take a second look at it before reaching for it, "Anything is better than smelling like alcohol," You joke, standing up from his bed. You gesture for him to turn around and he does so without protesting. He even goes as far as covering his eyes with one hand. "From what you said earlier, you don't enjoy the parties?"

Tom shakes his head, "It's always too crowded and I don't really know anyone. I try my best to socialize but after a while you kind of get sick of the loud music and constant flirting," He laughs but it's short-lived, it makes you feel bad for him. You understand the feeling of wanting to just be alone but ending up back at the party.

"I only come each week because my friend has a huge crush on this blond guy," You remove your shirt, wiping off some of the droplets of liquid off your skin. You swiftly straighten out his shirt and pull it over your head. It's a little heavy for how warm it is inside the room but it's comfortable enough to ignore. "You can turn around now," 

He hesitates for a second but drops his hand and shifts to face you. There's an awkward silence between the two of you which only grows longer. After maybe two minutes of you both looking anywhere but at each other he finally pipes up.

"Since we're both sort of obligated to show up at the party maybe we could hang out with each other," He squeaks out and quickly coughs to adjust his voice. "We could be friends," He suggests. You honestly don't even need to think about it, he's kind and how can you reject someone like him?

"Friends it is," You smile, your heart pounding at a newfound situation.

--

"No, seriously how can you be passing every other class except your history class?" You burst out laughing, staring at his grades for the semester. You really shouldn't be making fun of him, he worked hard and you helped him study for hours. Yet, you find yourself sitting on his bed covering your mouth while you giggle.

"Oh, I'm sorry are my grades making you upset?" He looks at his computer over your shoulder, his arms wrapped around your waist. His touch makes your chest bloom with warmth, forcing you to think back to the night you met him. You were so quick to judge him and now you can't help but be with him every second of the day. 

"No, you're right I passed all my classes," You cackle, leaning your head back onto his shoulder. "I mean, if you had told me four months ago that I'd end up dating a guy who knows barely any history I think I'd avoid the cooler," You tease, kissing his cheek to make up for it. 

"If you did that I'd probably find another way to spill your drink," He mumbles, lifting your chin with his fingers. He plants a long kiss on your lips, enjoying how soft they are. He pulls away barely an inch before continuing to talk, "I've never met someone who truly makes college a better experience," 

"That's so corny," You snort but your heart is doing backflips. You'd never admit it out loud but you're grateful your best friend constantly dragged you to each and every party if it meant meeting him.

#tom holland x reader #tom holland imagine #tom holland fluff #tom holland blurb #tom holland x you #tom holland x y/n #tom holland x fem #tom holland fanfiction #Frat!tom

[parkert01]

Talk Show - David Harbour

"Welcome back to the show, today we have Y/N L/N and David Harbour playing Spill your guts or fill your guts"

"Firstly lets go through what we have on the table then we can pick what we want the other person to eat or drink" James said. "We have bug trifle, jellyfish, salmon smoothie, clam juice, salmon ice cream, grasshopper, hot sauce, worm spaghetti, 1000 year old egg and fish smoothie"

All the faces showed signs of grimace and David held his clutched fist to his mouth to prevent him being sick.

James start's pushing the table around, "y/n I think I will give you the salmon ice cream" He picked up the card and read it in his mind and started chuckling to himself, "I think you might want to eat the ice cream". You sighed and gave him a dead pan look. "Did you have a crush on any of your co stars and if so who was it? I know exactly who it is because you told me" James said with the biggest smirk on his face while slowly looking towards David who's eyes never strayed from you.

"James! You know I can't say that" you picked up the bowl and ate the ice cream while trying to not be sick.

You slowly turned to David smiling as you turned the options so he would have the bug trifle in front of him. You picked the card up and read it out loud, "What was the worst thing about filming any of the seasons"

He looked at you and James and smiled "that god dam dog, it just wouldn't listen to anything. It kept running off and running around the set knocking things over. The trainer couldn't get control of the dog so eventually they just got rid of it out of the season"

David moved the table so the 1000 year old egg, he picked up the card, chuckling as he read it "Would you ever do another season of Gavin and Stacy". James nodded "I would love too, I just don't have any idea's for it right now"

The table was soon turning again, it stopped when the worm spaghetti was in front of you. James picked the card, looking at it and smiling. "Let me look through your last 5 text messages". You nodded, pulled your phone out of your front pocket, put the password in and handed it to James.

From Blake Lively: Don't worry about the age gap. If you both like each other, it doesn't matter x

From Joseph Quinn: Always thought you would be a cute couple! Make the move!

To James Corden: I will be there! See you soon

To David Harbour: Thank you for the offer, I will bring the coffee x

From Taylor Swift: You are over thinking it, every one see's how he looks at you! - TS

"I think that is a good place to wrap up the show, thank you for coming. We will see you next week"

You hugged James, thanking him for inviting you. You quickly walked to your dressing room, trying to avoid any awkward questions. That dream was shortly shattered, as you put your bag on your back, you had the shock of your life. David was there his arms crossed against his chest, leaning against the door frame with a huge smirk on his face. You smiled at him. The air was tense.

"Who's the guy people were mentioning in the texts?" You stepped forward, patted him on the chest and said "don't worry about it" as you tried to slip under his arm. He grabbed your wrist looking down at you. A blush forming on your face. "It's me isn't it?" he said with a smug smirk on his face. Your mind went blank, all you could do was nod.

At that moment, all you wanted to do was run. This was probably one of the most embarrassing moments of your entire life. David still had hold of you wrist, he had the biggest smile on his face.

He leant down, connecting your and his lips together. He slowly pulled away looking into your eyes, he whispered "come on baby girl, lets go". He grabbed your hand interconnecting your fingers, slowly pulling you along "We have got to show everyone who you belong to - all mine " He said before putting one of his hands on your face and kissing you again.

#david harbour #jim hopper #jim hopper x reader #jim hopper x you #jim hopper x y/n #hopper x reader #hopper x you #hopper x y/n #david harbour x reader #david harbour x you

[athyathye]

Baji,mucho and mikey with a s/o that is shy but you always see her with her arms around them like she is clingy (is that how you weite it?sorry im not fluent in englisch)

Hope you have a good day

"Want a hug?"

Author's note 📝: damn, I really like this KWJDDIIEW I haven't written for Much before so I hope his isn't too ooc :((♡☆

Warnings ⚠️: None, except for the occasional curse words! Made it extra fluffy duffy~

Baji :

❥  Best believe, he would eat it all up.

❥  Gosh, to his eyes you would just be such an adorable cutie (Which you are) that needs to be protected at all costs.

❥  Nothing boosts his ego more than knowing you can’t keep your hands off of him even with your shy nature.

❥  Though, as a soft boy, (He is a soft boy. To the right people at least) He could be a bit too overprotective with you.

❥  Don’t worry though, he has good intentions, and he just wants you to stay away from people that could potentially endanger you, people just like him.

Everybody around the area acted like they hadn’t seen you both in the corner with your bodies pressed against each other. Baji had you on his lap, his big strong arm was wrapped around your shoulders like a cloak. The other caressing your face that was as red as a tomato.

“H-here? Keisuke?” You muttered quietly, glancing around hoping that nobody could see you both right now. Oh does the horrors of having somebody see you both in this predicament embarrass you.

“Weren’t you the one who clinged on to me first? Besides, nobody would give two sh*ts, they’ve seen it happen more times than I can count” He murmured as he pulled your head to make you rest onto his sturdy chest.

The warmth of his body surrounded you, making you more flustered than you already were. The way his heartbeat was calm and stable unlike your erratic ones made you look up at him.

Chin on his chest, the way you gazed at him made Baji feel something he shouldn’t have. He tried to look away from your doe eyes and cutely blushing cheeks, but alas, he couldn’t resist. All he could think about was biting onto your soft pillowy cheeks that he imagined would taste and feel like a marshmallow.

“Don’t look at me like that. What are you? A cat?” Baji’s once pale cheeks sported only a tiny bit of tint. As if you felt the same way, you hid your face back on his chest.

“But, Keisuke’s the one who looks more like a cat with his teeth.”

“Should I bite you with it?”

Oop he took it a lil bit too far-

Mucho :

❥  (I really hope I can do him right-) Okay, Mucho. This giant. This absolutely dangerous man...would look quite humorous with a cutie dumpling dangling on his arms like you.

❥  He’s quiet, most of the time. He’ll give you the affections you’re craving for, but would look as if he was forced into doing so.

❥  So nonchalant about everything that it made it difficult to communicate with him. I wouldn’t be surprised if you were scared of him at first.

❥  Don’t worry though, he’s a gentle giant, but only when it comes to you.

❥  The gang are now always expecting their big bad member to come with a cute, must-be protected-cinnamon roll like you during their meetings. Almost like an accessory.

Mucho had you in between his arms as he conversed with his leaders. He would be swaying from left to right a tad bit, looking like he was consoling a child. You’d have your hands around your face as soon as he’d let you go.

“Stop doing that” You whined at him once the two of you left. Your hands were still wrapped around his forearms, having difficulty in keeping up with his fast and big strides. He chuckled, finding your shyness amusing.

“I’m sorry, it seems like I'm the clingy one between the two of us” He teased. Smiling (Smirking) even wider once he felt your soft hits towards his chest. He turned to look at you, only to be mesmerized at the sight of you bringing his hand to your chest.

Time stopped, the feeling of sheer unexplainable feeling scourged through him. The way the sunlight glowed around you as if being absorbed, the way your lips were pulled into a coy smile with your facial expression. If someone said this wasn’t the image of an angel he had in mind, he’d beat ‘em all up.

‘Cause if you weren’t an angel, What else would you be?

“...Gimme a kiss for everytime you look this dashing”  His hand which was being held by yours, pulled on your hand. Giving it a gentle kiss on the back. Watching as you turned your face away. He gripped your chin, making you look directly up at him. His figure almost burying you in his dominance.

“...But then again, you’d have to kiss me every single second of the day….I wouldn’t mind that…”

Mikey :

❥  Tease. Absolute tease.

❥  He indulges in making you as flustered as a cherry tomato. Stuttering and hiding in his arms. He just loves that shy side of you so much.

❥  You’d think he was being a bully in the way he treated and teased you. He couldn’t help it though. As a decent-sized….as a fairly short person, whenever you’d look up at him as if he was someone as big and dangerous as his fellow gangster leaders tugged at his heart.

❥ The way you’d react to his advancements have made him squeeze his own heart juices to a prune and made him want to serve it to you with a cute little umbrella as a design. Weird analogy, I know.

❥  But that’s exactly how he feels whenever he feels you tug at his hand, clothes or anything that he could feel for that matter.

“....So any objections?” Mikey spoke up, clasping his hands together to avoid yours that was constantly trying to hold it. But once he had his hands clasped each other, a dejected atmosphere replaced your usually bright ones.

Feeling quite entertained but also bad, Mitsuya spoke up. “Yeah, captain. Give your girlfriend some attention.” It caused you to flinch and feel embarrassed beyond belief once you remembered that there were other people inside the room.

“I- I’m fine-”

“Yeah, or instead, I can give you attention, y/n” Draken teased, his eyes closed as his mouth stretched. It was only then that Mikey got rid of the teasing look on his face, grasping your hand tightly against his. “F*ck off.”

A commanding tone, one that’s normally taken seriously, but the most of them just let out amused smiles or quiet chuckles. It was quite a sight seeing the normally strict and cold heads acting so carefree.

“Sorry ‘bout them, y/n-chan, did ya’ need something?” His voice was clear and concise. His mouth was directly near your ear, after all. He made his voice deeper and raspier just like how Draken’s morning voice would sound like. (After hearing emma gushing about it once-)

“...Naughty...you’re doing this on purpose.” You muttered, fighting against his hold which he didn’t like.

“That’s not even considered naughty… this is though” Your hand that was pushing against his chest was bit. The tip of your finger felt the slight sting but you couldn’t feel it over they way you basically blew a fuse.

His thumb which was on your palm caressed it, making sure to capture every single second of this moment as he felt his heart grew full.

He liked your reactions a little too much.

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x y/n #tokyo revengers x you #tokyo revengers x reader #baji x reader #keisuke baji x reader #mucho x reader #yasuhiro muto x reader #mikey x reader #manjiro sano x reader #tokyo revengers fluff #tokyo revengers headcanons #tokyo revengers scenarios

[deancasbigbang]

Title: The Birds and the Ts

Author: DoctorProfessorSong / you-cant-spell-subtext-without (team)

Artist: Jay

Rating: Explicit

Pairings: Castiel/Dean Winchester, Endverse Castiel/Dean Smith, Twitter Intern (OC based on Reese from Just my Imagination ep. 11x8)/Tumblr Staff (OC based on Harper Sayles from Optimism ep. 14x6); Sam Winchester/Eileen, Rowena McLeod/Bela Talbot (background), Castiel/OC (brief); Castiel/Mick Davies (references only), Castiel/multipartners (references only).

Length: 120000

Warnings: No major archive warnings apply. Drugs and alcohol as a coping mechanism, disordered eating, anxiety attacks, vomiting in one scene, death mention (of OC character and one canon-compliant death mention), homophobia/biphobia mentions.

Tags: angst with a happy ending, AU our world without COVID, crack taken seriously, Destiel is canon, exhibitionism, Season 16/post-finale chaos, so much meta goodness, sex with your ex, flashbacks to established relationship.

Posting Date: October 27, 2021

Summary: Dean Smith is a workaholic, buried alive in his career as a high-ranking corporate executive at Twitter. Cas Novak largely avoids his obligations at Tumblr, preferring instead to focus on his own carnal and chemical pursuits. When Destiel goes canon and throws both sites into disarray, Dean’s intern, Reese, and Cas's assistant, Harper, find themselves fed up trying to balance the chaos with their two bosses' inconvenient lifestyles. But a conversation with Cas's bestie, Meg, gives them an idea. What if they set their bosses up?  Maybe their opposing worldviews will balance out and there will finally be peace. What they don't know is that the men are such a mess because they are both mourning a break-up. With each other. Will these two dumbasses use their words and realize they are the perfect endgame? And what of the budding relationship between Harper and Reese? Two love stories in one, all signed, sealed, and delivered as a love letter to the fans riding out this unparalleled media experience.

Excerpt: “Fuck, this is so goddamned stupid.  Listen, I swear I’m fine. Okay? I just - haven’t been in the same room with him. Since.” Dean rubs his face in his hands, embarrassed by even this small admission.   “Have you tried talking to him?” Charlie prods. “I mean really talking to him. You two had something special.”  She pauses, glancing back toward the bar where Cas is licking a line of salt from his forearm.   Charlie regards the spectacle wisely, then shrugs at Dean. “Pretty clear neither of you is over it.”   Dean shakes his head derisively. “He doesn't care. He never cared, Charlie.”   Charlie tilts her head. “You think he’s pounding the tequila because it’s fun? He’s looked over here between every shot just to make sure you’re still watching the performance.”   Dean’s eyes swivel back towards Cas to find twin blue pools reflecting his gaze. Cas quickly looks away, gulping down another swallow of liquor.   Dean’s suddenly exhausted. Enough.   “Nah. It’s over, Charlie.” The bands around his chest constrict. He takes a few breaths. Charlie’s hand is on his shoulder, giving it a light squeeze “You’re a dumbass, Dean Smith, but I love you.” “I know.” Dean teases back, a small smile tugging at his mouth. \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ Harper isn't understanding. Reese frowns, searching for the words to clarify. "Okay, so get this. You complain Cas is too disorganized and chaotic, right?"   Harper nods slowly.   Okay, they’re getting warmer. Good.   Reese takes a long pull of her wine, making a smacking sound in satisfaction at the end. "Right!" She exclaims triumphantly. "And I complain that Dean needs to chill the fuck out."   Harper hums in agreement, smiling behind her glass. The quick upward tick of her lips makes Reese’s heart stutter and, for a moment, her mind goes blank.   Where was she? Right.   "So, what if we set them up? We, like, Parent Trap them."   Harper’s head tilts, her eyes narrowing with confusion. "Reese, I don't think that your memory of that movie is quite accurate."   Reese throws her hands up dramatically. “Okay, fine - we Cyrano de Bergerac them, then.”   Harper raises an eyebrow. “Name-dropping the classics?  Color me impressed.”   Reese rolls her eyes.  "What? I read. Anyway, you know what I mean. If they're happy, we're happy. No more late nights because Dean has no life. No more office orgies and all-night ragers because Cas is...well, Cas."   Reese does triumphant jazz hands that say look at me, I'm a genius.   Harper’s grin is back, and it’s fucking sunshine after a freak summer rainstorm. Reese feels a tiny thrill in her chest.   "Reese, that is absolutely ridiculous. You know that, right?"  Amusement laces Harper’s voice despite her intended cautious syllables.   She pauses.  Reese waits, drumming her fingertips impatiently on the glass. "I mean, we're absolutely gonna do it though." Harper says conspiratorially.

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#dcbb 2021 #fic preview #2021 promo #deancas #destiel

[dmicld]

Feel free to ignore this if you don't, but do you have any dimiclaude headcanons?

honestly I have... too many. it's kind of embarrassing. I'm working out the first draft of my obligatory go at the dmcl pre ts skip character study oneshot and so a lot of these are going to be related to how I'm trying to characterize them for that.

okay soooo starting off... I'm kind of obsessed with how they first meet? I think the library is a really common fan interpretation for obvious reasons and so it makes me think well... does this happen before or after we see them talking together in ch. 2? like that's SO early in the year and it doesn't really seem like a big deal (that they're together) until you realize the only other person either of them are "seen with" at the monastery are their retainers (this is true for edelgard too; though I think ferdinand is sometimes just hanging behind her lol??). like ?? it's just an interesting choice to put them together!! monastery placement is SO deliberate not just who people are with but where they are. I think about this little detail so much.

AND so then I start thinking well who approaches who? and why? and I kind of just get the sense that it's claude. I feel like dimitri just does not bridge gaps where there isn't a clear social code for him to fall back on or justify his desire to be close to or interact with people. for example, he's comfortable getting close to byleth b/c they're his professor and so he has a "reason" be around them and talking to them, etc. or think of the mercedes support chain which begins w/ him reminding her of a certification exam as her house leader (and then obviously goes from there). I think dimitri wants really desperately to reach out and connect to others but finds it difficult for a myriad of reasons? so he basically uses his position and responsibilities to try and answer to that desire without doing so "selfishly." I think dimitri (pre ts) sort of operates by the logic that any personal desire he has is selfish and therefore wrong? so he's always couching it in ways that make it acceptable? and why would it ever be acceptable to approach the attractive riegan heir?? simply bc he wants to?? and so claude is the one who approaches first. (sorry for the insanely long explanation for the most simple head canon. it will not get better from here lol)

anyways related to that I ALSO think claude either catches feelings first or at least realizes that's what they are first. I think dimitri is essentially vibrating with unresolved and insanely messy interpersonal trauma along with every other person he has a real history with (ingrid, dedue, felix, slyvain), so I get the sense that when dimitri crosses from oh this guy is just charming and conventionally attractive and nice to be around > legitimate romantic feelings or a desire to act on that attraction, I think he might just be like "oh yes this is what normal feelings of friendship feel like. between friends. which we now are. in a normal way." meanwhile claude is probably like. idk eight different types of horny and also like wait did I play myself?? am I falling for the prince of faerghus??? (yes.) (idk where I fall on how dimitri reacts to or conceptualizes sexual attration like. I don't think he's ignorant or naive or even a prude like people seem to suggest. he tell sylvain in their c support that the sex isn't a problem, it's the self destructive tendencies that accompany it (lol), so like ?? idk maybe he'd recognize sexual attraction BEFORE he realizes he catches feelings which is ?? really interesting as a thought and not often explored w/ dimitri or dmcl I think.)

how their relationship develops I think there's a lot of room for exploration. usually I'm not into ships that don't have a strong basis in canon interactions but dmcl is very different for me. I love how many different ways you can pair them up and watch them be messy and gentle and prickly and make mistakes and fall apart and come back together and just fall in love in general. I think their personalities are so well explored in canon and what we DO get in canon between them is such a strong foundation that it's easy to extrapolate into different plots/relationalities which make sense and feel true to both of them.

however, I do think that my favorite way of understanding their "get together" is that it's one of them sort of being brave enough/willing to take the risk because he (whoever it is) knows it is what they both want. like I feel like on the one hand dimitri's baggage disinclines him from being the one to make moves and "put himself out there" but at the same time I think he sort of sees any happiness/joy he might get as fleeting and just so, so finite, and that might push him toward it. I think dimitri's also willing to put himself out there when he realizes the other person is experiencing a similar sort of hesitance/inclination toward self-preservation (which I think claude does do in an interpersonal sense; he is SO cagey about getting close), so I could see dimitri being the first to act simply as an act of gentleness towards claude's own hesitance.

on the other hand, I think claude maybe just gets frustrated with playing we're obviously flirting but somehow not acknowledging it for however many moons straight and just decides to cross a dangerous bridge because he can and because he can be rather fond of risks (in dimitri's own words!!). also like.. there's no way he doesn't pick up on dimitri's self esteem issues or his reluctance to follow his own desire, so I could see claude making the first move as his own act of gentleness as well? but also I think you should be imagining this happening in the messiest way possible. because they're teenagers, and dimitri is kind of awkward and claude is kind of a brat and they're both stubborn, so I think it can be sweet but also cringe (in a good way).

once together I think they're a nightmare to be around by anyone who knows them because I think it's a "secret" but like probably the world's worst kept one in the sense that there's clearly SOMETHING going on there, even if not everyone is perceptive enough to pick up on "romance" necessarily. (idk it's probably essentially an "open secret" to anyone who's close to them actually. I think hilda and sylvain know without being told. I think felix somehow knows against his will. dedue probably picked up on dimitri's feelings before he did, etc). I don't think they're overtly coupley in any way, but I do think they sort of immediately develop some sort of "relationship code" (I hope this makes sense; it's something I sort of see with couples a lot?), and it just happens to make them insufferable. I think they probably operate on like a weird layering of in jokes/banter/stubbornness/genuine affection in such a way that it just repels other people LOL. and they don't even really realize it bc hey! they're not like kissing or touching or anything! but they're so annoying anyway <3

I feel like this is TOO much so I'm going to close with my silliest headcanon which is that dimitri, claude, and dedue all survive gronder on SS but separately and don't realize it. then they're all reunited in a series of improbable comedic errors and realize all their dreams are dead or completely out of reach or just not really applicable anymore (byleth is currently in dubstebland as we speak in this headcanon), and so they kind of just hop out of fodlan and decide to travel or something. and then ?? they end up in morfis which is by all accounts the equivalent to a modern city w/ like a electricity and modern conveniences and stuff and so they just stay and open like. idk the world's first cat cafe. this is now a coffee shop au. and then dimitri and claude get married. because of course. and then like in ten years flayn is doing her own romp around the world and stumbles across them and it's like the sweetest, strangest reunion any of them have ever had etc etc and so on and forth and idk why this au will not leave my mind but I think it's funny. so it won't. I just think about it and rotate it in my mind while also pretending I'm a serious connoisseur of character meta. the end fhdjfksd

#this is like ?? so weirdly formatted #sorry if it's like #almost a narrative and not even head canons but just me being. unhinged. for 5 paragraphs. #dimiclaude #ask #x #dmcl

[doctorprofessorsong]

Hi. Umm this must be a stupid and unsettling question but I'm just gonna put it out there.

So Im a destiel shipper and I love reading fics. ok so, all this while TFW had been fighting for freedom and wanted to write their own stories and defeated god n everything. and in mid way of reading in dean's POV it struck me all of a sudden that dean wouldn't want me to know these things going on his mind. ok if you say dean and cas are fictional characters technically speaking and they can't possibly give consent, thats fine ig. but obviously I'm so attached to these characters and maybe I want to believe they're real. especially given how spn is a huge example of how a character can take control of the story being told. and ok yes, I know we as a fandom want to see our beloved characters happy. but what gives me the right to get into dean's mind? I'm dean coded so I always choose fics with his POV but I all of a sudden felt like a perv. Isn't freedom and privacy (from chuck/audience) what dean and the rest of the team fought for?? and we just continue toying with them just cause we recover slightly from cw's bullshit? Idk how this thought came to me after all this time but I do feel guilty to have been reading fics. anyway, is it just me or is this kind of feeling common? I enjoy fics too much I don't want to feel like this

Nonny, you are going through it, huh? I don't know how common/uncommon it is but certainly, many people in this fandom find a lot of self-recognition in these characters and that can be uncomfortable. Sometimes in great ways (the amount of times I have realized something I needed to work through in therapy because of a fic is slightly embarrassing) and sometimes in bad ways.

They are absolutely fictional characters and you shouldn't feel guilty. We tell stories for so many reasons. To understand. To find hope. To believe we can change things. To imagine a different world. There is nothing bad about getting insight into how people think Dean would feel or think. And if it helps, I think frequently what you are actually getting in a fic is a part of the author that they are sharing voluntarily. Certainly, my most beloved writing is often based on my experiences. On telling a story that I think matters.

As a concrete example, I wanted to tell a story in The Birds and the Ts about rebuilding after trauma. A recognition that the trauma isn't what makes you and love isn't what heals you. You rebuild with the help of those that love you. You get to decide how to remake yourself. So a lot of those thoughts the characters have and the choices they make? They are me telling myself and the reader it's okay to feel that way. You aren't alone and there is hope.

They are fictional, but I get the existential crisis. I do. In second grade I lived in fear that I was a character in a book or a dream. And I was terrified I would simply disappear when it ended. That feeling? I can say that feeling is common enough that more than one person has told me they also went through it.

But if it helps, even if they were real in a pocket universe living out these stories, you wouldn't be Chuck by reading about them. Maybe we are all Becky? Or Marie? Certainly, reading a fic is not manipulating time and space. And EVEN if they were real, Dean doesn’t seem to think about the readers of the series in the show. He doesn't seem uncomfortable around Marie, for instance. So even if you can't shake the existential fear that they are somehow real, I don't think you have to worry that the hypothetical Dean made reality would even think about or care about fic.

I would also consider whether you might be feeling exposed, and whether that is contributing to this feeling. Like some things are hitting close to home. That is an uncomfortable feeling. If that is part of it, consider what I said above. If it makes you feel vulnerable because you identify strongly with it, there's a better than 0 chance that it's because the author either speaks from experience or has looked at this character, seen this thing that makes you feel vulnerable, and loved him for it. So try to take heart in that.

#i hope that helped #i feel like it was a lot of rambling

[butwhatifidothis]

Except it ISN'T about the war in general. It's described as "a war drama depicting the journey and sacrifice of the emperor and her companions." Dorothea even mentions that it'll be an opera about Edelgard in their support.

It's not as deep as "Edelgard doesn't want information about the war in the form of a musical getting out". It's just her going "Yeah no I don't want a play about me with me as the main character because it's embarrassing."

As I said, Edelgard does plenty of fucked shit, but that isn't an example of one of them. There's no secondary motivation about not wanting the play outside of "I don't WANT a play about me it's embarrassing".

Theres a huge difference in "Rhea censors things and holds back technology" and "Edelgard bans her friend's musical about her because it embarrases her but ultimately relents and lets Dorothea preform the play."

One is serious, the other very much isn't. The ending doesn't even say she banned all plays about the war, just that SPECIFIC play by her friend which was ABOUT her.

I'm sure you could find evidence of Edelgard ACTUALLY censoring shit, but this just isn't it.

(assuming it’s the same anon, if it’s not then sorry!)

Alright. Let’s go with this. It’s not Edelgard hiding information about the war from the public - even though we already know there are some aspects of the war she doesn’t want anyone knowing, let alone the general public, such as Arianrhod, and even though we already know that things such as the war against TWS was explicitly hidden from the public. 

This is still censorship. You even say it’s her banning the play - that’s literally censorship. 

And you’re right - this isn’t the same as Rhea. Rhea hid knowledge from humans that they’ve already shown to use for malicious purposes, up to and including genocide and nearly ruining Fodlan, respectively. Edelgard is throwing around her power as Emperor to ban art because she’s, in your own words, “embarrassed” over it. You are describing her as someone who’s so childish she can’t stand people depicting her in a way she doesn’t like for literally no other reason than she’s embarrassed. This is abuse of power, full stop. 

Because yes, I can point to instances where Edelgard hides things/lies about things to make herself look better than she is or to otherwise benefit herself. I can point to when she takes Byleth’s credit at the Battle of Garreg Mach, to the missiles dropped on Arianrhod, to the shadow war against TWS, to her lying about “allowing” the people of Garreg Mach to escape when she attacks pre ts, so why, then, is it so unacceptable to believe that this is another instance of her doing what she’s already been shown to be capable of doing multiple times?

Or, alternatively, why does that suddenly make it not serious? It’s serious that Seteth is willing to censor anything about romance from the library, because it’s suppression of art. That is Seteth abusing his power as a high-ranking official of the Church to ban things he personally doesn’t like, not because they’re an inherent threat, but because he’s an overprotective father who’s too scared of his daughter getting with anyone and getting any ideas about romance (or is too grossed out by his sister gettin’ funky with Wilheim). He’s letting his own personal feelings get in the way of the spreading of harmless art and that is a bad thing.

If Edelgard didn’t initially allow this play that was (implicitly) written by someone close to her, what would stop her from banning any play about her she doesn’t like? If she already has multiple details about the war she doesn’t want the people knowing, what would stop her from censoring any play about the war? This one only got a pass because a friend of hers wrote it, and it still got banned and it still needed that friend to convince her to unban it - not everyone in the Empire is her friend. And also, this is only after she herself watched the play, so does every play about her need her to personally vet it (or in general vet it) for approval before being allowed to be shown to the public? Is that how art of her is going to be treated in her society? All because she’s too embarrassed?

And I’m sorry!! I don’t want to sound rude, but “I'm sure you could find evidence of Edelgard ACTUALLY censoring shit, but this just isn't it” except it... is? An example of her actually censoring shit? This is an example of her using her position as Emperor to disallow the production of art due to the contents of said art being considered unfit for public consumption as decreed by solely Edelgard? Because she personally doesn’t like what’s in it - by your explanation, not even for objective reasons that could actually disadvantage her? How is this not censorship, and why is this not serious? 

Because, again, this is not her going up to her friend and saying “Hey, I’d really appreciate if you don’t do this” like their supports, which I have literally no issues with. It’s her demanding the entire Mittelfrank Opera Company not produce this play they wanted to perform. There’s a difference between a huge political leader going to their personal friends and asking them as friends to not do a certain thing, and that same leader forbidding the general public from doing that same thing under law. 

So either Edelgard is banning this play because it’s about the war and she doesn’t want the possibility of it revealing any information she doesn’t want the public to know about and is willing to abuse her power to ban it and is only appeased once she knows a close friend of hers wrote it and even then only after she’s seen the performance for herself... or she is banning this play because she’s embarrassed about any possible haha details coming out about her and she’s willing to abuse her power to ban it and is only appeased once she knows a close friend of hers wrote it and even then only after she’s seen the performance for herself. 

Both are bad. They may not be equally bad, but they are both very bad. Censorship is so rarely good that 3H had to come with a literal impossible scenario for it to be even possible to justify (”this nearly genocided race of dragon people with magic blood needed to hide the history of their magic blood from people that wanted to kill them for it”), and it’s definitely not good for as petty a reason as “nooo, don’t talk about me like that //>~<//” 

#ask #anon #anti edelgard #Anti-edelgard #Edelgard discourse #Edelgard critical #just to be safe #again - very sorry if I come across as rude #but I just don't see how this is not censorship #whether or not it's due to the war aspect of the play or the personal aspect this screams censorship #and I don't see how this is not serious - especially considering who's enacting the censorship and what all else we know she's willing to do #to make herself look better to those around her

[wornoutmouse]

Day 13: Voyeurism

Notes:

Bruh I freaking love this. Also, I decided that with the kinks that I don't exactly know how to write, I'd just replace it with something else i can right. (As I'm writing this I looked at my kink list and voyeurism is day 26, on my momma I can never catch a break" also since I'm so far behind yall gon keep getting these probably well into November)

You had been dating Kai for about a year now but you had yet to do anything physical. Ever since the beginning, you knew that he wasn't big on touch to start with. In fact, it took till the second month of the relationship for him to even hold hands with you and three more months after for him to even kiss you on the cheek. Your friends would love to joke that you were in a long-distance relationship with Kai much to your annoyance. Even so, you loved him and would never dream of pushing him beyond his comfort level and he thanked you for that internally.

"Kai, I brought you your lunch!" you say pushing the door to his office open. Kai paid you no mind as you he trailed his gloved hand over his keyboard typing an email to an investor. You intricately placed his salad in the middle of his plate, making sure that no green leaf crossed the swirling blue design the plate possessed. You place 10 small pieces of tomatoes in a star shape above the lettuce then sprinkled it all with shredded cheese and pepper before sitting down a champagne glass of Vanilla Shasta. The last part you personally thought was doing too much but your boyfriend became a bit of a brat when things weren't exactly how he liked it.

You jump slightly as you feel a hand graze lightly across your rear end. You smiled recognizing the gesture as you felt the slight heat from his fingers dancing over your lower back. You go to leave the door whisper small encouragement to him as you see him pick up his food. 

As for the work you had to do today, there were none since you were finished. You had the rest of the day to yourself to relax because you knew Kai would not be leaving his office till 2:30 pm and it was only 9. Gaining a mischievous smirk, you tiptoe to your shared bedroom and hop under the covers grabbing your phone and putting your headphones in. Since Kai has yet to be comfortable touching you, you have had to help yourself in regards to physical pleasure. 

You trail your hands down delicately tracing your skin with your fingertips trying to get yourself worked up. The sound of your personal video flooded your senses as you listen to the asmrist instructing you on how to touch yourself. "I want you to take your hands and massage your breasts." you follow the instructions unhooking your bra from their confinement and sighing as all the tension falls away from you. You circle the outer parts of your areolas following the bumpy trail that covered them. "Pinch your nipples, my dear." 

Due to the cold air in the room, your nips had long since hardened from the change in temperature so it took only a little prodding to get them standing at attention. You lick the tip of your finger and circle your hard bud between itself. You softly whimper as you feel yourself slowly becoming aroused. You imagine the voice becoming deeper, similar to that of Kai's as it tells you what to do. "Take off your panties." You peer through your closed lids and pull down your underwear, shivering as you felt your wetness sticking from your folds to your underwear. "Don't touch yourself yet baby instead I want you to trace your inner thighs, so close, yet so far." You internally cringe at the pet name because you knew Kai would never call you that. 

Your legs tremble as you got closer to your entrance but were forced to retreat from the place you wanted to be caressed. At this point, you had become uncouth with the sheets around you tossed off of your body exposing your lower half to the open-air making you shiver as the AC comes on. You turn your head to the side, eyes closed, "I want you to trace your folds but go no deeper." You whimper as you lightly graze your entrance not going any further.

You worry your plump lip in between your teeth as you use all your self-control to not go on ahead and delve inside yourself. You groan as you feel your earbud slip out of your ear. You reach your hand back to grab it but feel your hand touch something leather-like. You open your eyes lips pursed before sitting up sharply as you make eye contact with Kai. 

"I...I." you stutter out unable to explain yourself as you feel your face get warm with embarrassment. Kai doesn't break eye contact with you as he holds your earbud a small distance from his ear, close enough to ear the vulgar words the asmrsit is speaking but far enough that it isn't touching his ear. You bring the blanket up to cover yourself but it's promptly snatched from your hand by Kai. You bring your legs up to yourself thoroughly embarrassed at being caught. Kai, still holding the earbud walks out of the room before walking back in with a chair that he positions in front of the bed. 

Kai sits down tossing the earpiece on the bed sitting back and crossing his legs, gaze piercing through you. "Show me." You jerk your head up at the order, "H-Huh?" Kai leans forward propping his elbows on his knees. "Show me, what you were doing." You blinked a few times and you could feel yourself blush, honestly glad that he wouldn't be able to see it. You exhale shakily trying to calm yourself. 'He's not mad, but He's not happy." You jump as you feel a ruler tap your legs open and you gaze up as at Kai as he slides a gloved hand over your knee prying them open. "Touch yourself." 

Seeing no other option you trail your hands down your body shakily and grimace as you feel yourself wetter than before. You trail your fingers through your wetness and moan slightly. The grip on your knees tightens as Kai's gaze bores into where your hands played with yourself. Kai's hands glide down your legs as he squats in front of you only inches from your entrance. His predatory gaze flickers to your's and you couldn't help but hold eye contact feeling as if it was against the rules for you to look away. 

Kai takes hold of your wrists and angles your fingers above your entrance making you sink the tip of your index finger inside of yourself. "Crap." you curse out at the teasing sensation your finger caused. "Watch your language." Kai grunts still maintaining focus on how your finger dipped in and out of your wet entrance. You couldn't see over the bed, but you could tell he was affected by the hint of sweat collecting on his forehead. Taking his hand, Kai pulls down his mask exposing the rest of his face before taking a gloved hand in between his teeth pulling it off. 

You jump as you feel a larger finger push itself inside unforgivingly joining yours. "Your absolutely filthy." Kai growls out scoffing as he feels you tighten around his finger at the remark. You slowly finger yourself slightly annoyed at the stationary position Kai kept his finger you jerk your hips slightly trying to encourage him to move. Kai narrowed his eyebrows, a thin tongue swiping over his lips. You whine happily as he begins to move it, though rough in speed, pleasurable in direction. "You were being an absolute tramp on my bed, dirtying it with your lustful thought." Kai moved his finger at a rougher pace as he stands up propping himself above you with one hand. "Yet you had the audacity to pleasure yourself with another man's voice." You could feel yourself getting close to your release as you unconsciously grip onto Kai's forearm, "Release me!" you drop your hands down and throw your head back as you shake uncontrollably eyes screwed shut as you focused on your pleasure. 

Kai slowed down his pace the slightest bit as he prods your cervix with his finger circling it carefully before pushing at it as if trying to breach it. "Kai that kinda hur-ts." you stutter outreaching to touch him but stopping yourself from doing so. Kai proceeds to resume his brutal pace on your walls and you couldn't help but arch your back violently as you feel wave after wave of pleasure crawling through you. 

With a loud wail, you cum and to your horror, you feel a large amount of liquid exit your body and sprayed over Kai's arm and his leg that he had propped on the bed below you. Kai continues ignoring his discomfort, fingering you through your orgasm. When you're finished, he pulls away and you can finally see the amount of damage you did. His pants are obviously stained dark from your release. "I had heard about women releasing copious amounts of liquid from their sexual organs. I at first only thought it was urine but based on smell and consistency I now see that this is not so." Kai studies his hand that is drenched in your fluids ranging from clear to white.

He takes a few steps back sitting on the chair behind him before unbuckling his belt and pulling himself out. You gasp as you gaze at his dick for this is the first time you've ever seen it. It was heavily covered in pulsating veins and the tip was an angry red from being left unattended for so long. Taking the hand covered in your release, Kai uses it to stroke his member growling as he finally gets the stimulation he needed. You watched hungrily and somewhat proud that you were the one that caused your calm and collected boyfriend to overcome his obsession with cleanliness.

"Are you proud of yourself?" Kai grunts as he polishes the head of his cock with the palm of his hand. His arms flexed and his feet raised up onto his toes as he breaths heavier coming closer to his own orgasm. "Bringing me down to your level like this." Kai throws his head back thrusting his cock into his hand which force that you craved would go into you. 

You walk up to Kai and hungrily gaze at his long cock as your combined fluids pooled along with the opening of his pants that at this point were hopelessly ruined. "Can I.." you started swallowing shallowly as Kai teased the tip of his cock with his thumb. "Can I please have it Kai?" you beg sounding completely ruined. Kai smirked at you releasing his cock as you position yourself above it sliding down with a moan. Kai brings his hands, one gloved, one not, and holds your ass tightly as he uses his strength to bounce you on his cock. "Look at you, so pathetic, taking everything I give you." You nod your head babbling nonsense as his cock bumps your cervix the same way his finger had moments before.

Kai plants his feet flat on the ground as he meets you halfway thrusting into your body breaking your mind with how good it felt. You come once again, pulsating around his dick making Kai also reach his peak as he releases deep inside of you. You two rest your foreheads together as you come down from your high.

Kai promptly lifts you up and heads to your large bathroom that, to your surprise, was already filled with warm water. Your face heats up at the thought of a server sneaking past the two of you to fill up the tub. Afterward, there are small kisses and Kai's complaints about how messy you were as you washed each other's backs.

#kinktober #blackreader #black y/n #bnha headcanons #voyuerism #kai chisaki #overhaul #mha imagines #mha x black reader #mha smut #mha x poc

[acertainsomeone]

Surrendered/ edser TS- continued

Humans should never be blamed for what their heart refuses to believe. It isn't in their hands to blindly trust everything and everyone. Someone whose life was chaotic did not deserve to be pushed more.  We don't punish the ones we love.

"You're giving up on him Dada?" Melo had asked naively.

"Never. I'm giving him that space and time which he deserves." Eda's decision to leave Istanbul wasn't out of impulse. It was purely out of her selfless love for him.

"He wouldn't have left you if he was at your place, Eda." Ceren tried to coerce her friend one last time.

"Biliyorum, but I'm not Serkan. I love him, I love him more than anything therefore, I know that the Serkan standing in front of me does not need me." It was futile to explain to her friends what this meant. Not that she hadn't tried to win his trust, not that she had given up on their love. It was just that she could not see him in pain anymore. Her friends didn't notice the restlessness in his eyes, they did not know about the battles going on between his heart and mind, they had been crushing him, and she feared his breaking down more than hers. She had seen it in his eyes, and she feared he won't be able to take it anymore. She feared that he won't be able to take the load of their past and present. The damage was done already. She hadn't gifted her man to Selin, she had only given their fate a chance to work out this mess all by itself. It was getting hard for her to bear everything anyway. She could not breathe around him, without thinking about her secrets, without breaking down on the very thought of what could have had been.

The decision to start a new life in Paris proved to be a great one. It was much needed for someone like her who barely got space to mourn.

He would have loved it here.

Yes, she hadn't stopped thinking about him. Why would she? Realistically speaking, there weren't any hard feelings between them in the first place. Eda knew that she couldn't hate Serkan. Whatever that had happened between them was no one's fault. His amnesia had nothing to do with him. He hadn't hurt her despite Selin's manipulation. Minus the heartbreak that followed, she was not going to hold him accountable for anything that happened in their lives.

Things she expected from him were the ones that would've been fulfilled by the man she loved, not the one who pulled a fake engagement stunt with her.

Happiness isn't always meant to knock on our doors, the way we want.

There was nothing and no one to forgive, besides Selin. It hurt her that he believed her but Eda had to tell herself that the Serkan, who showed up after 2 months did not remember her, he did not remember them.

There is more to life Eda Yildiz. Love isn't everything. You have a long way to go. 

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At the end of the day, fate is all we have to blame. Sometimes, we are not having control over our decisions or the way life works. If Serkan had, he would have never wanted things to work the way they did now. He would have never wanted to see her cry. He would have done everything in his power to ensure her happiness.

Then why didn't he do that when he had the chance?

Was he too convinced by Selin?

Did he doubt her heart when everything was crystal clear?

Maybe he was confused and shocked.

Maybe he was too scared to accept that he had become something that he could never imagine.

His entire existence had been a question mark for the last eight months. When Selin found him at one of the hospitals in Italy, he wondered that nothing could go worse than this. He was lying lifeless on the bed, unable to move, devoid of memories, struggling to come to terms with what had happened.

Luckily, he survived that nightmare. Selin had helped him get better. He didn't want his parents to worry about him thus, he decided to keep this news in wraps. Selin and Serkan had mutually decided to reveal the truth after he had recovered from the shock.

She had told him strange things, how he signed a contract with Eda to get her back, how Eda manipulated him and changed him as a person. She told him that Eda was responsible for all mishaps in his life. And all of this was a plan. Her plan to avenge the death of her parents. Her grandmother was involved, and when Semiha hanim couldn't destroy him, she planned this accident but fortunately, he survived. Eda was already having half of the shares, and now with Serkan's death, she was going to take over the holding.

If she really loves you why hasn't she made any attempts to find you Serkan?

Where is she?

Serkan believed whatever he was told but after coming back to Art Life, he kept on struggling with his feelings. His eyes deceived the truths he was told about. Six months that he spent with Eda, breathing the same air as hers made him realize that she was anything but treacherous.

She loved him.

She wanted him back.

But did he want her back?

He had been lying to himself. He was 100% attracted to her but equally scared to accept that. 

Too many thoughts, too many fears, he didn't have the courage to ask any of the questions that were in his mind. Maybe that's why she gave up on him, maybe that's why she chose to hide the truth. The truth that matters.

He was afraid to ask. It had been three weeks since he heard her conversation with Erdem, and he hadn't been at peace. He was not going to doubt for a second that the child wasn't his. He didn't bother to ask Erdem about it. Eda decided to hide the truth from him, she had the right to tell him about him.

Did he know about her pregnancy before the accident? If yes, then he will never be able to forgive himself. How could he forget the most important thing in this world? How could Eda forgive him for this? She must hate him. She should.

He was flying to Paris, unaware of the conversation he was going to have. What would he say? Hi Eda, I heard your and Erdem's conversation, so you were pregnant with my child but had a miscarriage, do you mind sharing some details?

He couldn't be this insensitive. She must've gone through hell and the fact that she hid it from everyone until now spoke volumes. Yet, they had to talk.

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"What the hell!" She gasped in shock to find him standing at her door. She peeked at the sides, just in case Selin was with him, and they came here to kick her out of this apartment. On paper, it still belonged to Serkan Bolat and Eda Yildiz. Selin's influence might push him to do the deed. She could do anything and Serkan couldn't be trusted anymore.

"Hi." Serkan replied half-amused, half confused. What was she looking at? What if she didn't allow me to enter inside? I don't even have an excuse

"Napiyosun Burda"

"Is this how you greet your guests?" he took off his glasses and smiled back at her.

Eda sighed heavily, where are your manners, Ms. Yildiz. She gestured for him to come inside.

"So, what is it?" She asked, handing him a glass of water. He was sitting on the couch, staring at the walls. They were a reflection of his personality and Eda's heart. A mere look at the apartment registered the fact that it was designed by him, and Eda added her touches.

He could identify his work really well. His eye spotted the multiple photo frames. He didn't remember them either. Eda noticed that and became nervous. She hadn't removed or made any changes. Their photographs as decided were still hanging there. She could not dare. Memories aren't meant to be discarded whenever we want. 

"I didn't expect you to be here else-" She hesitated.

"It's okay. I'm sorry if you thought-" He stopped, embarrassed for making her feel that way. He wanted to tell her that she need not feel bad about anything. "Actually, I missed Sirius." he blurts instantly to cover up the tension that brewed between them.

"Benimle dalga mı geçiyorsun?" She exasperated. "Serkan! You can't come to my house whenever you miss Sirius." She made sense. Of all the things that had changed in their lives, it included Sirius's preferences as well. He was happy to have Serkan in his life again, but somehow, he refused to stay with him. He'd refuse to eat and drink if Eda wasn't around. It felt as if he didn't recognize the Serkan, who was not in love with Eda Yildiz.

Therefore, they decided that Sirius would stay with Eda, wherever she was. It did pain Eda because she knew Sirius meant everything to him. And without Sirius, Serkan was left with no one. He can have Selin. She made a mental note but she knew that was her being petty and nothing else.

"I'm sorry. I just-"

"It's okay, I understand but you could've at least informed me that you're coming to see him." Eda blinked in confusion, waiting for his reply but he seemed fazed. He was acting strange, just like the day he came to Art Life.

"It's strange that my dog loves you more than me."

"Serkan- you have no idea what he went through when you were not there for two months. We suffered together, you can't blame him or anyone."

Serkan sighed, staring at her incredulously. He did not know how to muster the courage and ask her about that one thing she hadn't told him. Maybe she thinks that I'm not worthy of it.

"Eda...I- I came to ask you something."

"Harika! Now you're on track, I knew something's off. Listen if it's about this apartment then there's no way I'm giving it to you or Selin." She blurted out in a speed, and he felt the urge to shut her up with a kiss.

"EDA , When was the last time you listened to me properly?" He stressed. "I need to talk to you about something else but can you please stop imagining things." He snapped.

"Tamam. I'll get you something to eat."  

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They had been stealing glances for the last half an hour. Eda had prepared him salmon, while she treated herself with spaghetti. She was not even going to convince him to have some this time. It felt awkward.

"How's your job?" How hard it could be to get to the point Serkan Bolat.

"Great, Paris did me good. I'm loving it here." He nodded at her reply.

Serkan knitted his brows when he saw her taking few medicines. "Are you alright?" He asked out of concern knowing Eda was the last person to take medicines.

"iyim iyim. Nothing serious. These are just supplements." She replied with a shrug

"Whom are you fooling here?" He took the small jar from her hand and looked at her disbelievingly. "Eda, this is for PTSD-associated nightmares."

He searched her eyes for an answer. He wanted her to say something, something that he wasn't ready for, but he knew he was responsible for whatever she was going to tell him, and he wanted to hear it.

"Eda, you can tell me. Whatever it is." He placed her hand above hers and pressed it in an assuring manner. He wanted her to trust him this one instant. His heart was begging for her to put her faith in him.

"Neden?" She pursed her lips in defiance, her eyes accusing him of this interference in her life.

"Maybe because I deserve to know about my child as well." His lips quivered. His eyes were not accusing, they were just pleading helplessly. They were begging to be freed. Eda instantly removed her hand from his, it felt as if someone had hit her head with a spade. She was not ready to have this conversation with anyone, neither Serkan nor her friends. She did not know how he knew about this but he needed to leave immediately.

"Serkan. Git." Tears struggled to leave her eyes but she was stern and strong. He didn't move, instead, he kept on staring at her, in her eyes, still searching for answers. Before he could say something, she left the table and rushed to her bedroom.

Serkan didn't follow her. Was It a mistake to come here?

She is already in pain and he worsened it. He had no right to come back asking for things that he doesn't remember anymore.

Serkan spent the next few hours sobbing and cursing his fate. He needed to apologize to her. She deserved that at least. He had been awful to her; this was the least he could do.

She was sitting on the bathroom tiles, crying to herself. Her eyes were swollen, and it felt as if she was struggling to breathe. Serkan rushed and hugged her immediately. She didn't resist his touch this time.

He embraced her possessively

His immediate touch triggered the volcano inside Eda that was waiting to erupt since that night. The bathroom filled with her cries. They grew louder and louder. She hadn't cried since that night. She hadn't cried when the doctor told her that she lost the only hope, the only possession that she had of Serkan.

She couldn't even mourn her miscarriage

Serkan wasn't stopping her, their tears were mingling together. She said something but it didn't make sense. Eda strengthened her grip on his arm and screamed, remembering the pain she went through that night. If he had been there, he would have never let that happen. He would have protected her from that fall. If only he hadn't left for Italy that. If only she had stopped him. If only. 

"I dreamt that it was a boy." She mumbled amidst her cries.

"Shhhhhh, you'll have another baby" He tried to soothe her and that was the only thing he could come up with in that spur of the moment.

"No, I don't want another baby, I want my baby back, I just want him back Serkan." She cried inconsolably while hitting him on his arm.

Serkan was helpless

-Defeated - Powerless

Was he to be blamed for the pain she was going through?

"I want my child back. I just want him back." Eda mumbled the same words to sleep. She was lying in his arms. She had found her comfort and mourned the anguish that was churning in her heart for the last eight months. Serkan sat on the tiles with Eda in his arms- lifeless.... Unable to decipher the events of his life.

He had no memories. He was going to become a father. He was not around when the mother of his child wanted him the most. And the only reason he was here tonight because-

He did not know.

Was it out of love? Or Was it out of an obligation? Why was he here? 

Did he have any right to touch her? 

Eda and Serkan were at a phase of life where they did not know what would happen next. Their actions were questionable.  There weren't any hard feelings. There was pain. But no one was to be blamed. There was longingness. But It carried broken promises and unsaid words. This night was the longest they had experienced in their lives. It didn't end fast; it was meant to put two hearts at peace.

They did not know how things will go from here. But it's okay, at times you don't have to worry about things that haven't happened yet.

When it gets hard to decide, let fate decide

The rights and wrongs of life

It gets better It gets better  

Note: I hope it managed to do justice to your expectations. Sorry for the mistakes, I'm awful when it comes to proofreading!  Didn't feel like giving this Twoshot a proper ending because at times ends are not meant to be forever. Thank you all for the previous comments, It meant a lot <3 Happy SCK day btw ;)

#eda yildiz #edser #serkan bolat #sen çal kapimi #sen cal kapimi #sen çal kapımı #sen cal kapımı #turkishdizi #hande erçel #kerem bürsin #edser fic

[chronicallylatetotheparty]

Two Gods, One Braincell Ch.4 Goddesses Do Not Hesitate

Summary:

Bold of you to assume I won't love you.

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"I love you," Kagami stated simply.

"R-really!?" Adrien's cheeks reddened as he stumbled over his words.

"Yes." Kagami waited for a moment. "Oh, am I supposed to elaborate?"

"I mean, it wouldn't hurt!"

"You have always taken your role seriously," Kagami began, Adrien's nervousness ebbing as she continued in her honest, matter-of-fact tone. "If through your intervention a single mortal can be protected you do so. Regardless of what the council says about treading lightly in the lower world. You have nothing but praise for me when my storms out thunder your own. When Mother brought me to the court of heaven for the first time it was you who befriended me. Despite my obnoxious attitude."

"I didn't think you were obnoxious," Adrien said softly.

Although it made her wish to knock some sense into her younger self Kagami smiled at the memory. "I declared myself the equal of any swordsman in heaven. Masters millennia my seniors."

"I seem to remember you knocked a certain 'master' on his back that day." Adrien hadn't gone easy on her either. Kagami's confidence demanded to be met with his best.

"See? Even in defeat you have nothing but praise. Taking joy in your friends' victories as though they were your own."

"Isn't that what friends do?" Adrien was pretty sure it was. Nino said so and, as a god of 'platonic bonds', he should know.

"But you make it look so effortless." Kagami herself still struggled to separate the desire to win from her pride in her friends. It was, as Marinette says, a learning process.

Rubbing the back of his head Adrien smiled ruefully. "Effortless? That's what I see when I look at you. How you go after what you want without hesitating. The way you're always honest, even when it's not what the other god wants to hear. And I'm not the only one that protects mortals so vehemently, Kagami."

Feeling heat rise across her cheeks Kagami stepped into Adrien's space. "You really think so highly of me?"

Adrien quirked his eyebrows in puzzlement, taking her hands in his. "Of course. Don't I tell you every day how amazing you are?"

"Right, yes, it's just..." Kagami floated up and pecked the taller god lightly on the lips. "Different this time."

A bunch of emotions flickered through Adrien's eyes as he stared at her. Then a silly grin bloomed across his face as Adrien bent down for a longer, softer kiss.

Sparks arced between them as the air filled with the scent of lightning. Dipping Adrien suddenly, Kagami deepened the kiss. Thunder booming in the distance.

Gasping for breath, Adrien looked up at Kagami from his place in her strong arms. "No fair! I wanted to do that!"

Kagami leaned in until their noses almost touched. "What's stopping you?"

With a smirk Adrien switched their positions. Kagami's eyes widening at the sudden shift. The wind picked up, swirling around them.

Lifting her upright Adrien broke the kiss and held her to his chest. Warmth filled Kagami as she felt his heartbeat under her hands.

A happy squeal brought them back to the present. Alya cleared her throat but didn't bother masking her giddiness. The others were much closer than Kagami remembered leaving them. Not that she had bothered with an actually private confession. 

"I knew it!" Alya grabbed Nino and shook him. "I knew it!"

Weathering Alya's enthusiasm admirably, Nino gave two thumbs up.

Marinette was peaking through her fingers, face bright red from the intensity of Adrien and Kagami's passion. "Kagami, Adrien, I'm happy for you. But if y'all could not manifest a hurricane in the middle of a continent that would be great!"

Kagami felt Adrien's embarrassment mirror her own. "I thought you were a love goddess?"

"I enjoy bringing couples together," Marinette recited as though she was often asked the same thing. "I have no interest in... the other stuff."

Before Kagami could spontaneously combust, Kim dropped in. Literally, he jumped off his cloud and landed in the middle. "Got 'em!" he announced, raising a barrel small enough to fit in his palm.

A gleam entered Adrien's eye. "Monkeys in a barrel?"

"You know it!" Kim high-fived Adrien before noticing how his other arm wrapped around Kagami. "Did you gods get together? That's great! You gonna combine domains like Alya and Nino?"

"God, that's personal!" Nino chastised. "They have to talk about it before-"

"No, no no no no no." Marinette gestured emphatically. "I know that look, Kim! Even if Adrien and Kagami merge domains they are not going to be making any supercells anytime soon!"

"Spoilsport!"

"I mean, maybe in the middle of the ocean."

"Alya!"

Their friends continued discussing the merits of Adrien and Kagami's union, much to the new couple's amusement. Nino, the only voice of reason, exposed the merits of communication before taking important decisions. Alya and Kim immediately placed bets on how exactly the new relationship would progress. While Marinette bemoaned all the hypothetical headaches her friends were going to cause her.

Adrien laughed a bit too gleefully at that last one.

Kagami frowned as she looked up at him. Adjusting the way her fingers fit into his.

Noticing her scrutiny, Adrien fidgeted self-consciously. "What?"

"You're taller than me." Later Adrien would accuse her of pouting. Which was, of course, nonsense. Kagami did not pout.

Adrien laughed. "Not in your dragon form I'm not!"

Pleased at this reminder, Kagami rested her head on his shoulder. Attention going back to their friends antics.

"... Kagami?"

"Hmm?"

"I love you, too."

Kagami's shy moments were rare but this definitely counted. Shifting her head away in a vain attempt to block her blush from his sight. He didn't say anything else, though she got the distinct impression Adrien was smiling at her.

She squeezed his hand gently. Letting his presence and the voices of their friends fill her heart.

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