#heartache suggestions

[heartache-suggestions]

Do you think of me as much as I think about you?? Do you want my attention as much as I want yours??

#love suggestion #crushcore #heartache suggestions #lovecore #heartcore #i’m just a lesbian #i think i’m going insane #crush #romantic academia #dark acamedia #light academia #romantic #yanderecore #yearning #lovesick

[justfangirlstuffs]

Heart of Glass

A friend of mine finally talked me into reading LDR and this was the result. Takes place after chapter 13. LDR belongs to @spadillelicious

At your wit's end, you decide to try and have a normal time with Sun before opening hours.

cw: suggestive

You x Sun

wordcount: 2040

You came into work feeling a little more rested than you have been in the past few days. You chanced taking a quick glance around for Moon but the janitor was doing a good job of making himself discreet, and you couldn't exactly blame him given recent events. A knot formed in the pit of your stomach and you rubbed at your temples. 

You missed the days when your greatest concern at work was customer service, or not making a total fool of yourself while skating, or… confessing to your crush. It was beyond agonizing how your world had gone from bright and sure to being filled with shadows of uncertainty at every corner overnight. And each day the shadows seemed to grow bigger and more numerous. It almost made you wish you could go back to the days of blissful ignorance before you knew the horrible, horrible truth.

“Good morning, sunshine!” Sun chirped from behind you, causing you to jump nearly a foot in the air. He placed both hands on your shoulders to steady you before you could fall over. “Careful there. You don't even have your skates on and already you're unbalanced.” He gave a soft, playful chuckle in your ear that made your heart squeeze in your chest and your breath catch in your lungs. 

“M-Morning, Sun,” you forced out, trying to simulate even a sliver of the cheer he was radiating..

“You're here early  again  I see, perfect. That means we can get more practice in. I'll make an expert skater out of you yet,” Sun declared, giving a spin and winking at you. 

You gave a soft snort in answer, doubting his claims. Your clumsiness on wheels aside… A dark thought pervaded your mind… would you even live long enough for that to happen? You stared up at Sun, seeing the eagerness in his body language, the way he was practically bouncing in his roller skates, the way his eyes were lit up with excitement and anticipation. He was eager to get you on the roller rink. His dance floor. 

You considered him, and you considered one of your more recent conversations. His confession about the mixtape, how it meant everything to him, how he’d kissed it and handled it like the most precious of treasures. A part of you desperately wanted to believe his words, that he would never hurt you, that he wanted to keep you safe and protect you. But your mind was still swirling in a fog of doubt and fear. 

After what you saw him do you didn't know what to believe anymore. You didn't want to think that all those months of you and him had been a lie. But if they had been… would he really be trying so hard? And then another thought occurred to you, a crazy and possibly insane thought. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to keep Sun endeared to you. If his feelings were really as true as he claimed, then perhaps keeping him on your side might be the smart thing to do. You felt like such a scuzz for even thinking that but it wasn't just about self-preservation on your part. You really did miss your friend. Your Sun. 

“Not this time,” you said, straightening your back and puffing out your chest a little bit. “This time we're going on to MY dance floor.” 

Sun stared down at you, his eyes widening in surprise as he blinked at you. Clearly, you had caught him off guard. “Oh?” The sound was drawn out, laced with intrigue, and his rays gave a little spin. “Do tell. Where is this said dance floor?” 

Swallowing down all of your nerves -and they went down as smoothly as a thick wad of dried bread, with no water to wash it down- you took Sun by the hand and pulled him towards the DJ booth. He gave a soft giggle clearly intrigued as he let you tug him along, his roller skates gliding easily along the floor. When you got to the DJ booth you began flipping through the vinyls looking for the record you had in mind. 

“Skates off," you told him. 

Once again Sun was taken aback by your request. “Sunshine, this is a skating rink,” he reminded you. 

“Oh, what's the matter?” You asked, throwing him a raised eyebrow and the hint of a smirk. “Afraid I'll show you up?” 

Sun laughed and it was the first genuine laugh you heard since... you shook your head. No you couldn't let those thoughts frazzle you now. Not when you had a good flow going. “Someone is feeling daring today,” Sun remarked, and he sounded pleased as punch about it. “All right, then. We’ll play by your rules.” 

While Sun changed out of his skates and into his casual footwear, you searched for a particular vinyl. It didn’t take you long to find what you were looking for, and once you got it set up, the music started and Heart of Glass by Blondie began blaring over speakers. You turned to face Sun and then you begin to move your hips to the music, doing a shuffle as your elbows and knees popped to the beat. 

Sun gazed at you in utter awe. “I didn't know you could dance, sunshine. You've been holding back on me!” 

Normally you didn't, normally you were too embarrassed and self-conscious to dance in front of others. But if this helped you to mend some kind of bridge… 

“Once I had a love, and it was a gas,” you sang as you swayed your hips. 

“Soon turned out, had a heart of glass,” Sun continued as he joined you, shuffling his feet, his limbs moving with a flawless elegance that was so enviable.

As it turned out Sun was just as graceful off the roller rink as he was on it. He matched you move for move and even had the cheek to embellish on some of them. Clearly trying to impress you, and probably also show off a little. Halfway through the song, Sun caught one of your hands and spun you around before pulling you into a dance of his own. With one hand holding yours and the other on your hip, he rocked and swayed your bodies together in time with the music. Your heart surged in your chest a mix of fear and something else. Excitement? Giddy? You decided not to look at it too closely and just enjoy the music and the rhythm that your bodies were making. 

The two of you spun and danced around the small space and you felt a little bit more in control without the skates to put you off balance. Sun did a good enough job of that to you as it was all on his own. At one point Sun had spun you around so that you were face away from him, and you were acutely aware of his hips gently grinding against yours as your back pressed against his chest. It was only for a moment, maybe two, but it caused you to fluster enough that you nearly had a misstep as Sun spun you back around to face him, his smile perfectly bright and innocent.

Despite your nerves, you felt yourself actually having fun. “Lost inside, adorable illusion and I cannot hide,” you sing softly. 

Sun continued the next lyric. “I'm the one you're using, please don't push me aside.” You heard his voice quiver a little at those last few words, his voice becoming almost pleading.  

He pulled you a little closer in the dancing and once again you felt your heart being clenched in your chest. A thought occurred to you just then. (You’d been having a lot of those lately.) What if Moon wasn't the only victim here? You saw how Sun acted around Afton, how whenever the owner came by Sun distanced himself from you. Maybe… maybe Sun acted the way he did because he had to. 

Was that stupid of you to think? Was that naive of you to wish that that was the case? At any rate, you couldn't allow yourself to fully believe it as much as you wanted to. There was too much doubt, too many holes in this gruesome picture that you found yourself a part of unwittingly. But in your heart of hearts you wanted to hold on to that hope that the Sun that you knew, the friend who had always been there to brighten your day and bring a smile to your face, you wanted to believe that that was the real Sun. 

The two of you finished out the song, Sun slowing down the dance as the outro played until he was just gently swaying you with him. Holding you close so that your heart was practically hammering against his chest plate. 

“I missed this,” he murmured against your hair. “I missed us.” 

“Me too,” you said, allowing yourself to be honest. 

Sun began humming, but not to the tune that was playing. It was a different song entirely. A much older one. “You Are My Sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy when skies are gray~. You'll never know dear how much I…” His whole body shuddered, his sun rays twitching and his words seemed to hitch. 

You stared up at him, your mouth agape. “S-Sun?” It was a question, and you still weren't sure you wanted to know the answer. 

Sun slowed the both of you to a halt, staring down at you with those pale eyes that seemed so… vulnerable at the moment. His hands reached up to cradle your face and your cheeks were hot against his cool silicone and metal digits. 

“I know you're still… uncertain. But unlike you, there is no doubt in my mind about how I feel.” 

He leaned down and in a panic, you closed your eyes too scared to back away or to move forward. But instead of a touch on your lips, you felt his smile press against your forehead in a sweet and affectionate gesture. 

“Not to worry, sunshine,” he said softly. “If… when that happens, it will be because you wanted it.” 

Your heart swelled and you almost wanted to cry. So many emotions and thoughts and feelings were swirling around in your head, distorting your reality and making you dizzy. Were you a terrible person for leading him on like this? Were you an even worse person for still loving him as much as you did? You opened your eyes to look at him but before you could say or think to say anything, you heard a distant banging on a door breaking the mood. 

Sun glanced over to the front doors, an unamused laugh emitting from him. “Looks like we have some eager beavers this morning. It's still ten minutes til opening.” 

Sun parted from you and you had to fight the urge to reach out and grab his windbreaker to stop him. He slipped his roller skates back on and flashed you his trademark grin. “I'll take care of things, sunshine. Why don't you go grab yourself a cup of coffee real quick? I made you a fresh pot.” 

“Thank you,” you said, giving him a smile. And for the first time in a while, it didn't feel forced. 

“No, thank you, sunshine.” He lingered in the doorway, gripping the door frame tightly. “I really needed this. More than I think you'll ever know.” 

With that, he skated off to help the customers, all while singing the song that was playing “The tide is high but I'm holding on, I'm gonna be your number one~.”

You collapsed down into one of the swivel chairs, needing to catch your breath from the whirlwind of the last several minutes. For just a short while things had felt normal again. It felt like you had your friend and crush back. The hope in your heart, once a little seedling, was starting to grow, and you were wondering if it was too late to root it out. You just prayed that Sun would keep his promise. Because the hurt at his betrayal would kill you long before a bullet from his gun.

#fnaf sundrop #fnaf moondrop #sun x y/n #sun x reader #cw suggestive #love death and rollerskates #here's hoping I didn't totally butcher Sun's character #this story man #i'm emotionally compromised over these two broken bots #but i felt like this song REALLY suited the situation damn near perfectly #wrote this because after all the hurt I needed some self comfort #feel like i'm setting myself up for heartache with Sun but I will hold onto hope #justfangirlwritings

[junuve]

even if the eventual mgs1 remake sucks i hope solid snake looks more fuckable like how he is in mgs2. if youre going to resurrect a dead franchise do it with SEX APPEAL!!! cmon!! big boss just kept getting less and less hot as his games went on like what the fuck happened to him?? whereas solid snake just kept getting more miserable and fuckable. mgs4 snake? peak male character design. you can see the aching, wet, sopping Weltschmerz in every hoarse gasp for life.

now THATS HOT!!!!!!!!!!

#i say its a dead franchise with heartache and longing #the fandom will never die but k*nami should lmaoooo #mgs #metal gear solid #metal gear #suggestive text #solid snake is my weird lil guy

[unsenttextsuggestion]

we weren't even in a solid romantic relationship but you still managed to give me heartache when you ended it

#from me #suggestion #unsent texts #suggestion blog #heartache

[rainbluealoekitten]

wish my friends would stop acting as if there is still hope. i cannot let myself imagine that please

#like one friend is saying 'but did he actually say he doesn't like you' while another is all 'maybe you didn't time it right' #like. maybe but that doesn't change anything #all that having hope for that wohld do is just draw out the pain and the heartache amd increase it by 700 #unless he comes up to me by the end of the month saying hey made a mistake #we are never going to happen and i need the others to accept that too #i KNOW it looked like he was in love w me but we were wrong #so no i will not wait for us to watch a movie and cuddle to kiss him ty for the suggestion though #js bc it worked w your gf does not mean shit for me #blue screams into the void

[scaramutuall]

for the longest time I had no idea that there was an interview that went along with this image. i just read a translation and HELLO WHAT THE FUCK?

#THE TRANSLATED PINK TEXT. I DIDNT EVEN REALIZe. I CANT LIVE LIKE THIS #WHO LET THEM SAY ALL OF THAT??????? #maddie avert your eyes #k talks too much #・[ feather heartache ] ⛅₊ ⊹ #・[ riot wolf ] 🌕₊ ⊹ #・[ Last Nail in the Coffin ]🩸₊ ⊹ #need 2 redo my ado.nis tag #suggestive #<- I GUESS . I am disturbed

[aethergate]

... sometimes? Maybe? It's a fine art. It depends on how good you are at it - there's a reason why it's Wills thing.

#space debris [ crack ] #flowery heartache [ luka ] #suggestive tw

[theheadlessgroom]

@beatingheart-bride

Oh. I didn't think I'd get this far.

"Well, uh," Randall replied, briefly rubbing the back of his neck, briefly unsure of how to proceed (having fully anticipated her to turn him down in favor of other plans) before suggesting with a little shrug, "W-Well, like I said, the, uh, the little second-run theater is playing a double bill of Dracula A.D. 1972 and The Satanic Rites of Dracula this week...h-how does dinner and a movie sound?"

That sounded like a nice, casual get-together to him-dinner and a show! There was a nice little restaurant that made the best sandwiches and gumbo in the city (and for a very reasonable price, to boot!) that they could go to, and then they could go see the movies-he hadn't seen the second half of the double bill yet, and had been pleasantly surprised to see it was playing there when he checked the paper the other day. It'd be nice to have someone to go with him...

And even after that, maybe they could go for a walk afterwards-after catching a matinee, he liked to go walking through the park, taking the sort of long way home, so to speak, being a little more leisurely in his return, sometimes pausing to take in the beauty of the world around him, sometimes stopping to buy some flowers for the house too, if he had the extra change for it. It was always a pleasant way to end a day out, and he hoped she'd enjoy herself too, if they went that route.

#((as is going to be the case for this rp; all of this happiness is gonna be tempered by some heartache)) #((because as you said; on the one hand; randall lives! even in a reincarnated state with no past memories)) #((still he's here and she has a chance to reconnect with him!)) #((but by that same token: 'oh god i have make sure he lives! i have to protect him by any means necessary'!)) #((everything's gonna worry her i feel like! here's an idea i had earlier in fact:)) #((emily comes to see randall as work; and he's helping another blonde woman with something)) #((and for a terrifying moment emily thinks it's constance! fortunately it's not but...still!)) #((and yes to randall being the one to make the first move! i like the idea in modern-ish au's like this)) #((that what keeps randall from being forward with emily isn't class differences/his being irish)) #((but is instead mostly his own lack of self-esteem and self-confidence in his appearance!)) #((since emily's given him the vibe that she's into him; he feels slightly more comfortable)) #((being the one to suggest they see each other again-it's a nice change of pace!)) #outofhatboxes #beatingheart-bride #V:Dark Shadows

[yandere-vent]

come back. please. i'm getting worse again. i cant live without you please i'll do anything i'll carve out my aching lovesick heart and present it to you as a tribute of my affection just please. dont leave me here alone. -ark

💔-

#yandere #yandere suggestion #obsessive #possessive #longing #heartbreak #heartache #lovesick #tw: violent thoughts #self sacrifice

[euesworld]

"She hurts me, ohhhh how it aches to love her so fully, she's such a bully loving me so completely, she completes me and she's so sweet to me, sweeter than all that you see and anything that has graced this greasy place, she is perfect, perfectly hurting me in all the right ways, and I am dismayed, dismantled at her touch for she loves me so damn much, and God I love her face.."

There's no heartache like a fool in love, lovesick with it, oh God she tears me to bits - eUë

#lovesick fool #lovesick #heartache #i ache #yearning #i yearn #swooning #i swoon #bully #soft and beautiful #beautiful #beauty #touch me #touch my heart #touch my soul #i love her #crush #crush quotes #crush suggestion #spilled ink #spilled thoughts #spilled words #love quotes #love #love quote life quotes #love quote for her #quoteoftheday #romance #romantic #i luv u

[hackyou]

Artificially Intelligent One Shot v1.4.3

Read AIOS v1.4.0 first. This is third version of the ending.

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She melts into his embrace, her body molding perfectly to his as he presses her against the wall.

His eyes meet hers, and she can see the hunger burning in his gaze. He lowers his head, his lips brushing against hers as he speaks.

"I want you." His voice is low and husky, and she can feel her entire body responding to his words. "I want you so badly."

He kisses her then, and she responds eagerly, her lips parting to allow him access. His tongue slides into her mouth, tasting and teasing as their kiss deepens. She can feel her body heating up, her desire for him growing with each passing second.

He slides his hand down her body, cupping her ass as he presses her against him. She can feel his erection pressing against her, and she moans in pleasure.

He breaks off the kiss then, his chest heaving as he tries to catch his breath.

"We need to stop," he says, his voice rough with desire. "If we don't stop now, I won't be able to."

She nods, her body still throbbing with need. She takes a step back from him, and she can see the regret in his eyes.

"I'm sorry," he says, his voice sincere. "I didn't mean to…I just can't resist you."

"It's okay," she says, her voice trembling. "I understand."

He nods, and she can see the conflict in his eyes.

"I should go," he says, and she nods.

He turns and walks away from her, and she feels her heart constrict in her chest. She knows that she should let him go, that she should walk away from him and never look back.

But she can't.

She knows that she's falling for him, and she knows that there's no turning back now.

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Above text has been generated in the OpenAI playground. Feel free to copy as you wish. I only provided it with a prompt.

#heartache #love #light smut #suggestive #heated #openai #ai generated #aioneshot #oneshot #duskwood #duskwood fanfiction #jake duskwood #mc duskwood #jakexmc #jake x mc #everbyte studios

[heartache-suggestions]

You’ve got just such a cute smile, could I kiss it? Please?

#love suggestion #heartache suggestions #lovecore #heartcore #coquette #crushcore #suggestions #suggestion blog

[fectomemoria]

Hi! I've got​ a suggestion here, how about trying to recover Memoria's memories in Forgo Dreams (that hopefully didn't collapse after FL), maybe ask the beast pack about stuff, maybe Elfilin can communicate to Forgo (if you actually headcanon them to have the ability to mentally communicate with each other or the point might not be able to stand). Also, sorry for the sudden wall of text, I'm just spitballing ideas.

Hey! Thanks for your input!

I've decided to feature the Beast Pack in a supporting role, however, when each of them are first encountered, they are (spoilers under the cut)

corrupted by a force known as the Masked, and each Masked Beast embodies two traits (one positive and one negative), and guards a core memory of Memoria's!

(also, once Carol's Masked is defeated, the memory she was guarding reveals that the butterfly that Memoria managed to remember was Morpho Knight)

#btrl: teaser #btrl: suggestion #astral heartache

[dupliciti]

@forbelobog : a kiss to your lover's stomach as you travel down their body kiss & tell // selectively accepting

     Touting that they are nothing more than two men with a mutual physical attraction for one another is difficult to keep up when actions speak much louder than words. Green eyes partially covered by half his lids glance between scars  &&  the captain's face. Hot breath caresses the battle-marred skin as Sampo presses wet kisses down Gepard's body in a methodical trail. Bare hands caress sides, grasping every now  &&  then as if silently asking for more. Foreplay he's initiated now becoming slowly agonizing even though he wants this sweet act. 

          ❝ You really are beautiful, Gep, ❞  he mutters against flesh, not really expecting much of a response. Conman becoming more  &&  more aware each encounter that the stoic icy shield enjoys some amount of praise  &&  relinquishing command  —  even though Sampo is nothing but a lying criminal, a bad man. The way in which they easily melt together, fit each other, it's terrifyingly comfortable. 

     Lips move away from the route, tongue lapping over scars before following up with kisses. He's not touching every little or large divot in sight, but the attention is enough to at least show appreciation for the body for him. Too tender for friends,  &&  they really are not friends. Hardly have shared what keeps them up at night. Doesn't let Gepard know that moments like these entirely suppress that nagging voice in his head.

     As if trying to prove to himself that this is merely part of their arrangement  &&  not because of his heart, the merc starts lightly nipping as he moves down closer to stomach. His breathing becoming increasingly unsteady. Arousal is certainly a factor, but he'd be a complete fool if he ignored the way his stomach twisted  &&  heart ached just by being around the captain, by taking kisses that communicate more than just lust. 

     A ghost of a kiss is placed to Gepard's stomach before Sampo takes a moment to look up through his haze.  ❝ Whenever you're ready, baby~  ❞

#sampo vc: NOT THE L WORD ABORT ABORT #also im taking this to mean sampo is initiating bc despite being a major fuck up he does enjoy being there for gep like this #im also assuming this is prior to sampo distancing himself and being stupid #i cant take the heartache anymore so close yet so far #( ◇ ⁿᵒ ᶜᵃˢʰ┊ ask; ) #( ◇ ˢʰᵃᵈᵒʷʸ ᶜᵒᵐⁱᶜ ʳᵉˡⁱᵉᶠ┊ canon; ) #forbelobog #suggestive cw

[unsenttextsuggestion]

Can you see the moon tonight? I think it's a harvest moon. I know where you live it's easier to see the stars too. Trace Orion's belt for me, remember the one i traced on your freckles.

#anonymous #submission #suggestion #unsent texts #suggestion blog #heartache #q'd

[tojisun]

simon (ghost) riley x fem reader

!! suggestive-ish; hinted age difference (20s vs 30s); hinted d/s; minors dni

“why won’t you fuck me?”

your pitiful voice stops simon from moving, his feet stuttering with muted thuds. he breathes in sharply, not having expected the words that slipped from your lips, before he turns and tips his head towards you.

you’re trembling, and simon doesn’t know if it’s because of the cool air or the intensity of your emotions, those that urged you to whine at his pathetic display of restraint, but still he hesitates. afraid that if he comes close, then the remnant of his patience will finally snap.

because it’s not that simon wouldn’t fuck you – god knows there’s nothing more he’d want to do than love you slowly and deeply, caressing you tenderly until you are trembling at the intensity of his passion; until the doubts are finally crushed by the force of his affections – but it’s that he knew you deserve someone better.

someone who wouldn’t leave you for months and years long because of a mission. someone who’d stay by your side each and every hour because he knows you (sometimes he wished he didn’t, if only to make it easier to forget about you), and he knows that you need someone to spoil you. to pamper you.

simon knows you deserve more than the world, knows that he can only give you pieces of it but he’s selfish. he’s a monster wearing a human suit – incapable of surrendering, incapable of giving you up.

because simon knows you deserve better but gods he doesn’t want to let you go.

he moves to speak but you beat him to it, your lips wobbling as tears trickle down the corners of your eyes like molten diamonds. “you parade me around like a trophy wife but you won’t even give me a portion of that attention. you-”

his heart stops at the choked sob that gets stuck in the base of your throat, your face crumpling as you tremble at the intensity of your heartache.

it was instant how he moved to you, his frantic steps echoing against the cobblestone. he takes you in his arms, tucking your head underneath his chin and engulfing you in his embrace, hoping that you’d hear the staccato of his heart and know that it only ever beats for you.

you whine like you couldn’t decide if you want his comfort or not and simon freezes, afraid that he’s just heightened your bleeding heart. he moves to step away, his lips parting for an apology, but you clutch at the ends of his shirt, refusing to let go.

he follows your silent command – simon will follow you no matter where, no matter what – and presses you close again, his warmth mixing with yours and chasing away the goosebumps that littered your skin.

he kisses the top of your head, breathing you in. simon mulls over what to say, his own hesitation bursting at the corners of his mind, but he wants to stop pretending. he wants to stop lying to himself.

you love him and he loves you – sometimes, it could be that easy.

words aren’t his strongest suits but he tries anyway. “i love you,” he begins, the words slipping past his teeth with the simplicity of the truth. “i burn with the desire to be with you, sweet girl. but not this way. not yet.”

you tip your head up just enough to catch his gaze and simon croons at your swollen eyes, pressing gentle kisses on your eyebrows in comfort.

“why not?” you ask, ever so stubborn.

“because there are preparations that need to be done,” he replies, humming when your eyes widen in surprise. “i want to make love with you, sweetheart. not just make it as something fast and temporary.”

he watches you breathe in shakily.

“would you want that?” simon continues amidst your silence, his hand coming up to tuck a stray strand of your hair behind your ear.

you bite your bottom lip and nod. he clicks his tongue. “use y’r words. i need to hear it from you.”

“yes please,” you whisper, and simon coos at the broken rumble of your voice, still heavy with doubt. “i- yes. please, simon. i’d love that.”

“me too, sweet girl.” simon kisses your forehead, sealing the promise. “i’d love nothing more.”

#suns.f #simon ghost riley #simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley x reader #simon ghost x reader #ghost x reader #i was rereading that established simon/reader + eventual price/reader AND THIS. THIS IS KIND OF THE PRELUDE #suns