#is he just oblivious bc if so that's fair i am too

[yuwuta]

Nsfw // Remember the itfs talk?? Cause I was thinking, I was thinking so hard about what to answer cause like yesss!!!

I want to focus on the latter tags cause.... Wow thats what I'm talking about!! Whenever I read itafushi I like top yuuji and bottom (and more often than not sub) megumi. So it makes so much sense that you'd want to take revenge for that cause he liked you but chose to ask yuuji out before asking you?? Or, yuuji knew megs liked you and still choose to ask him out?? So, in the first scenario it would be more than fair to dom him! Maybe you were all just talking about how you all ended up together and yuuji just lets that slip. maybe you're feeling like being a bit (or maybe a lot) mean to megumi, get him on his knees, sucking, deepthroating really, yuuji with you controlling his movements absolutely forcing him to take all of yuus length down his throat and gag like crazy with an obscene amount of spit oozing out of the corner of his lips. It was definitely personal too, they way you were treating megumi. Yuuji is not innocent in all of this ofc, but I'll let that slide for the sake of the moment. To continue punishing megs you would have your way with yuuji while he just sits there and... watch. It would end with yuuji giving you a huge creampie, it was such a lewd sight too, his dick was already shining cause of megumis spit, and even more after he entered you cause you were soaked. So there you are, full of your bfs cum seeping out and you ask megumi to clean you, cause that wouldn't be the first nor last time that he'd taste yuuji. Your revenge on yuuji is definitely happening another day too

gnaws on a steel plate… godddddddd okokokok yuuji has such an effortless dominate aura about him that’s a little scary once he hones in on it. most of the time, it’s purely his outgoing, charming nature and physical strength that lures other people into submission by will or force, whichever comes first, and he’s sort of naive to it. but when he chooses to exercise that strength, when he chooses to be stronger than you, than megumi, when he chooses to seduce, it’s mind-numbing, it’s boyish, but there’s still a distinct power struggle that it’s dizzying… insane… 

anyway… you said two very important things in here and i only have the space (brainpower) to bring attention to one right now, and i will below, but just know we need to come back to the point about letting yuuji creampie you while megumi’s there bc i am firm believer that that’s actually one of megumi’s biggest fantasies. in general, seeing you and yuuji together does very bad things for his brain but not bad enough for him to deny that… also megumi king of safe sex until it comes to watching yuuji cum inside of you goddddd

yuuji is the one who instigates your revenge in the first place (and he will also do the opposite, will convince megumi that he deserves to take some frustration out on you, that you were sooo oblivious while he pined for you for all those years, how you weren’t very observant as his best friend and now he’s got the chance to show you exactly how badly he’s wanted you… but that’s for another time…)—but right now, yuuji’s getting into your head, he’s deceptively charming, not at all innocent, and far too calculated when he stops making out with megumi and turns to you, not too far away, sitting up against the headboard with wide eyes. yuuji thinks you look awfully cute—you always do when you three are together, you have this wide-eyed awe about you; not shy, but definitely still timid about the fact that you’re now dating your childhood best friend and his boyfriend. yuuji loves that look, but he thinks he’d like to ruin it more. 

and he takes the opportunity to do so, much to megumi’s surprised and distaste—ignoring megumi’s pawing at the hem of his shirt, impatient, yuuji looks over his shoulder to you and poses, “can i ask you something?” 

your eyebrows raise in surprise. megumi’s raise in suspicion, petulantly coming down from the high of making out with yuuji, and craning his head back to look at you. your eyes shift to his briefly, and then back to yuuji’s, almost embarrassed, and when he looks at megumi, there’s a slight blush at the tips of his ears. cute. you two are very cute, and yuuji likes it a lot. it confirms to him exactly what he wants to happen tonight. 

“you remember how i told you about yuuta-senpai? and how he’s my best friend, but when he started dating inumaki-senpai, i kinda hated him because they spent so much time together?” yuuji recounts casually, biting back a grin when megumi huffs. you nod, evidently confused, but yuuji continues, slowly reaching a hand up megumi’s arm, over his shoulder, up his jaw, until he reaches the shell of his ear, then asks, “did you ever feel that way about me?”

he can see the shock on your face, hear it from megumi when he gasps a bit and pulls away from yuuji’s touch, “what kind of a—”  

but yuuji doesn’t want to hear his side of the story right now. in fact, if all goes his way, he won’t be hearing much of anything from megumi tonight—he reaches his hand back up to pinch at megumi’s ear, and hushes him, “i’m just asking her, meg. she’s my girlfriend now, too. don’t i get to know these things?” 

your mouth is slightly ajar, and yuuji chuckles. you’re so quiet, he’s beginning to think he’s scared you, but soon, you smile, sweet, and gentle, and he can’t even blame megumi for fawning over you since middle school. “i—i didn’t hate you yuuji,” you reply, “i thought—think—you’re good for megumi. i just wanted him to be happy, and you make him happy.” 

yuuji hums. no wonder you two never got together before. “so you’re the self-sacrificing type, too, huh?” he smiles, far less innocently than you might think, “maybe i should have gotten you and yuuta-senpai together, instead.” 

you look like you’re about to refute, but megumi pulls back again, throughly annoyed when he interjects, “what the hell are you—”

but yuuji is quick to move his hand from his ear to his throat, pinching his fingers around his neck with just enough pressure to stutter and silence him. 

“i’m still not talking to you,” he reminds megumi, eyes sharp. he squeezes around megumi’s neck a bit tighter, before turning his attention back to you, “was he always like this? always biting before you can bark? must have been kind of annoying to deal with, huh?” 

your eyes widen, bambi-like and yuuji almost coos. from where you’re sitting against the headboard, you can’t see megumi’s face completely, just a sliver of his cheek, but you can probably tell by the reddening skin around his neck and ears that yuuji’s not just choking him for show. 

“i—uh… it’s not like that, it’s just… yuuji you’re gonna hurt him…”

but, you should also be able to tell that megumi’s not fighting it either. 

“you’re always so worried about him,” yuuji pushes megumi back against the pillows, paying no mind to his panting, simply ordering, “stay down.” 

yuuji then reaches out for you instead, gently pulling your body towards in him stark contrast to how he’d treated megumi a moment ago—twirling you as best he can while you’re kneeling on the mattress, maneuvering your body so that you’re straddling megumi and yuuji’s back is pressed against yours. 

yuuji hears you gasp, ever so lightly, when you inadvertently press your crotch against megumi’s. he almost wants to watch you two do that instead, but right now he’s a man on a mission, so instead, he puts his hands on his hips to keep you still, “see—he can take it. he even likes it.” 

you raise a hand to reach out to megumi, but yuuji stops you, forcing your back flush against his front, and caging you in with his arms and resting his chin against your shoulder. he turns his head to kiss you on the cheek, slow, once, and then again, and then against your earlobe, “you wanna try?” 

“try—what, choking him?” you ask, trying to turn your head to face yuuji, but he keeps it steady, keeps you facing megumi. 

“it’s not like you’re gonna hurt him,” yuuji hums against your skin, trails open-mouthed kisses along your neck. “it’ll feel good, i promise.”  

“well, uh... megumi, do you—”  

but yuuji raises a hand to squish your cheeks together before you can finish, turns your head to him and tuts, “i’m telling you it’s okay. megumi didn’t ask you before he asked me out, right? you don’t need his permission for everything, princess.” 

yuuji’s not just leveraging your feelings against each other now—now it’s sexual knowledge too, all the fantasies megumi has indulged him in about you, all the kinks he has that you’re clueless to. yuuji knows that despite the history you and megumi have, he’s the bridge between you now—and right now, yuuji wants you on his side.

“must bother you a little bit, right?” yuuji coos, releasing his grasp on your cheeks and using his hand to tilt your chin upwards to face him, “that he asked me out when he still had a crush on you. it still bothers me sometimes—and yet he had the nerve to get upset when i asked you about it. kinda selfish, no?” 

“i’m just saying, i think you should teach him a lesson,” yuuji continues, using his other hand to help your body rock against megumi’s, drinking in the sight of your pliant lips and the sound of his strained sighs. 

megumi’s probably not far from cumming in his boxers at this point, and you’re not far from helping yuuji make him do worse. 

“come on, princess,” yuuji smiles, pressing a kiss to your cheek before looking at megumi, “you gonna help me put a leash on him?” 

it’s an invitation and a threat, this you seem to understand. you can say yes to yuuji, say yes to having megumi between you two tonight, say yes and have a little bit of power; or you can say no, and be on the receiving end of punishment. 

yuuji almost thinks you’ll choose the latter out of loyalty, out of devotion to your best friend, out of shyness and inexperience in taking what you want, but you’re not just megumi’s anymore—your his girl now, too, and you make it known when your soft hand crawls up megumi chest and to his neck, and hesitantly wraps around his throat. 

tonight, megumi’s yours and yuuji’s. 

“good girl,” yuuji grins, wicked with intent when he presses a kiss to the back of your neck, “now lets have some fun with him.” 

#.........immense intense brain rot i didn't even put into words right how yuuji has so much inadvertent power and [blacks out] #GODDDDDDD #tumblr user yuwuta ever stop using dog analogies when writing about megumi level impossible #HNNNNNNN i need to BITE him #yuuji is so effortless seductive it's crazy it's crazy it's CRAZYYYY #the twist of using your and megumi's feelings for each other to get you three together #to then using it to tear you two apart for his own devices............. yuuji itadori when i catch you............. #this reminds me i have more itfs asks to answer i just need to relax and be coherent.... #itafushi #itafushi x reader #yuuji x reader #megumi x reader #yuuji smut #megumi smut #itafushi smut #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk smut #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jujutsu kaisen smut

[sapphickittykatherine]

this is all just my personal view ofc, and i have been known to be wrong about things but, looking for a merwaincelot fic that gets their dynamic right is like searching for a needle in a haystack 😭😭😭 why does no one get them like i do?? being so incredibly intelligent is lonely fr :/ gwaine and lance trying to seduce merlin to join their relationship or have a threesome with them is incorrect. i am deeply sorry. the positions are the wrong way around. gwaine and merlin are far more likely to be fwb or dating (in a way that involves sex) than gwaine and lance 😶 merlin is not a shy, oblivious little bby - he's an unhinged feral wilddeoren (rat) boy - but you know who is??? lance! they try their hardest to seduce him and he either doesn't notice or thinks there's no way they'd flirt with him and he must be mistaken so he ignores it. merlin and gwaine are dropping terribly unsubtle hints that they both like him romantically left and right, but the man manages to misread them somehow. lance is repressed and shy and has cripplingly low self-esteem and merlin and gwaine would eat him alive, sorry :/ he would be the shy one being backed into a corner unexpectedly by two men with nefarious motives, not merlin! he is utterly unaware of how attractive he is bc he hates himself. to be fair, merlin kinda hates himself too, as does gwaine, but not in the same way. they're a sad trio okay but lance is pathetic and a subby little bitch and would never initiate i don't make the rules

#i promise i am not actually this conceited i'm doing it for the funny #sir lancelot #merwaincelot #merwaine #mercelot #gwaincelot #bbcm takes #mine

[nerdetiquette]

So I’m finally getting my friend to read Gideon the ninth, and she’s going in with mostly no knowledge. It was their idea to play a game and guess what characters are like from art I sent her and the characters names. She doesn’t know who’s a cavalier and who’s a necromancer.

art by @exmakina

Here’s the picture of the cast I sent and here are their thoughts:

She actually thought Judith and Marta were boys which is fair in all honesty bc I kept saying they looked like 12 year old boys in British uniforms for an American revolutionary war reenactment.

Judith:

Okay so Judith Deuteros, I feel like she's the 'older sister' who thinks she can do everything herself but she cant. A bit rude and super loyal until proven otherwise

Now for Marta, autocorrect decided to change Dyas to DYAS because I yelled about her being cool when I was reading htn. I have no shame, she’s definitely hot and definitely out of my league.

Marta:

Okay, misS DYAS 😂 is the one who can actually do everything on her own but lets people help her just because its less work. Direct but nice overall

[here is where I explained why it autocorrect to DYAS without saying it was because she was really cool]

Her: So a bit stupid too

Me: how dare you, I’m offend on her behalf

Her: Well emotionally stupid

Logically brilliant

Me: I am offended on her behalf

To explain Ianthe, I sent her the cast before and they said they thought Ianthe was pretty so I had been sending non spoiler fanart of Ianthe which is surprisingly hard. I get that bone arm Ianthe is hot, but like there’s so little of regular Ianthe.

Ianthe:

Okay, social bitch whos not afraid to stab you in the back and will do ANYTHING, and I mean ANYTHING to protect her twin

Very manipulative

Me, shocked at most of it being right: anything else?

Mmm likes things her way

Coronabeth:

I like her name

She's the quiet one, but still talks shit about ppl she doesn't like. She likes to look pretty but only for herself

Also would do anything for her twin

I feel like she could betray her in exceptional circumstances (my reaction to this was basically 👀 because of as yet unsent)

Naberius is funny because I haven’t told her a thing about him. So I’m going to let this part speak for itself.

Then I proceeded to tell her that I know only one person who liked Naberius and he’s objectively wrong. (he decided he would stop defending Naberius after I reminded him that babs threatened children)

Issac:

Little ginger boy who DESPISES being called short, but also super agile and good at his job (wtv it is)

I feel like he's crushing on a girl but idk who and he gets flustered way too easy, it kinda puts him in trouble, cause he cant lie

Jeannemary:

Ooo I like her name too

Shes basically Gabi from aot

Lemme tell y’all, this absolutely crushed me. If you like aot and you were watching it as it came out or just saw the memes, no one liked Gabi. I thought Gabi was fine but the idea of people hating Jeannemary made me very sad.

Abigail:

The type of girl who volunteers at retirement homes. She likes to read and be alone whenever she's not on the job. Barely talks to anyone, she prefers to listen to people

(She was proud of this one because I said nifty, this is like modern au Abigail minus her fun, funky parts. If I were describe Abigail, I would say unhinged academia and move on)

Magnus:

Absolute lady magnet, charming smile and flirty eyes. Crushes on Abigail but she's oblivious to love so he kinda just admires from afar. Only default is he lets his emotions control him, easy to manipulate

(She was very happy when I told her Abigail and Magnus were married)

Now much to my dismay, this heathen thinks glasses are sexy so she thinks Palamedes is hot which hurts the part of my soul that headcanons Pal as aroace, but putting that aside, I said please don’t ship these characters I will literally cry. This concerned her and I had tell her they were cousins.

Palamedes:

So Pal, real nerdy, super good with anything thats tech. But of a sarcastic brat, and gets along better with animals than humans

(This is almost entirely inaccurate but I’m not a heartless monster so they can have this for now.)

Camilla:

Good with math, can do decently in tech too because she observed her cousin work so often. She's a pro at detecting when ppl are lying and doesn't let their bullshit pass ever.

Now I was very excited for what they would say about Dulcinea/Cytherea and Pro mostly because I wanted to see if the guess leaned more towards the actual Dulcie and Pro or not.

Dulcinea:

Cutie 🥰

(Me: Gideon thought so too)

She's a master at deception though. She likes flowers and jewelry and will flirt with any man (or woman) to help her own cause. She doesn't do murder, but she can easily knock out a man. She just flirts to get what she wants

I was absolutely dumbfounded that she basically guessed Cytherea’s whole character, aside from the murder. I was just thinking god damn and I tried my best not to show it (this is very hard and I understand why my friend who got me into the series spoiled so much on accident). Also Cytherea is her favorite based on their current assumptions.

Protesilaus:

Stone cold warrior, scary but honestly isn't afraid to cry. Hes good at what he does, but he hates it. Fucking whipped for a lady he cant have. Biggest heart you can find

This was such a good guess for original Pro that I was just like how???

About the eighth house, I told her that no one likes the eight and I very much hate them so that’s where all of this comes from.

Silas:

Okay so cruel individual who has zero empathy, picks on innocent people for fun and is loyal to death

Colum:

Also known as Colon Shit is homophobic and kills for fun 🙃

Oh and a pathological liar

This is all so wrong that I was like Jesus does it take that much to hate someone, but I didn’t want to spoil anything by telling them just how wrong they were.

We went to Harrow who I told her is a top kin of mine. Her prediction for Harrow was so nice and I can’t even be mad at her for being this wrong.

Harrowhark:

Okay healer type of character who helps anyone she can, has a hard time dealing with her emotions so she just shuts them down

I was also very excited for her Gideon prediction as anyone I talk to about this book knows I am head over heels in love this Gideon. She is pure of heart and she is dumb of ass. She is my everything. The friend who got my into gtn has a count of whenever I text them “she’s so stupid 🥰” referring to Gideon because it’s only referring to Gideon and never anyone else.

Gideon:

Okay from what you told me, she's a raging lesbian who cant deal with how attractive women are but is also a badass warrior

I have said too much in the end.

#gideon the ninth #tlt #the locked tomb #harrow the ninth #judith deuteros #marta dyas #ianthe tridentarius #coronabeth tridentarius #naberius tern #jeannemary chatur #abigail pent #magnus quinn #palamedes sextus #camilla hect #silas octakiseron #colum asht #harrowhark nonagesimus #gideon nav #dulcinea septimus #protesilaus ebdoma #gideon the ninth spoilers #isaac tettares

[gothiethefairy]

anyway, here’s my wip geraskier fic of the concept of “jaskier’s family is like the addams family of the witcher world”

that concept idea belongs to @penandinkprincess, i just went for it bc i thought it was a cute and funny idea.

tell me what y’all think, i am chucking this from the fandom’s dumpster where i usually hang out. it’s been a while since i’ve written fanfics, so sorry if i’m even posting wips all wrong.

anyway, enjoy.

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Kooky and a little spooky

Geralt/Jaskier. Established relationship. Meeting the family. Jaskier is from The Witcher’s version of the Addams Family. Fluff and Humor

  Geralt knew he was in trouble when he got the house wrong. He was ready to walk up to the beautiful-looking mansion with lovely garden sculptures and bright flowers, with even a fountain of a statue of a little angel-looking boy spitting out water. To finally meet Jaskier’s family, which was a thing he’s been dreading since he finally worked up the nerve to confess to Jaskier. He was ready to open the silver gates when Jaskier stopped him, putting his hand on Geralt’s shoulder.

“Where are you going? That isn’t my parents’ house.” Jaskier said with an amused smile on his face.

Geralt blinked as Roach let out a snort. Jaskier jerked his head and said, “It’s way more down this road, dear. Just keep following me.”

So, he did. And the road became more barren with dirt beneath them vanishing along with the dying grass, and it’s as if the clouds came out of nowhere. Making everything look more deary and ominous. Jaskier was too busy humming a tune to himself, more oblivious if anything. They finally came upon, what Geralt thought was at least, an abandoned-looking mansion, with the yard looking wild with weeds and long grass. A weeping willow and dying flowers all around. And a huge black gate with hellish designs on it.

Jaskier turned to Geralt with a huge smile. “Well, here we are!”

Geralt blinked. Roach gave out an uneasy whinny. The medallion around Geralt’s neck began to shiver.

  (A few months ago…)

  This whole ordeal started when Jaskier received a letter from his mother. After playing a few rounds in the tavern they were currently staying at, a young man held out the parchment to him and scurried away. Geralt was still away doing a job, so he wasn’t there when Jaskier received the letter. He still doesn’t know what the letter was even about. But it didn’t matter because later that night, as he and Jaskier laid together on the tiny bed, Jaskier gave out the smallest of sighs.

“What’s wrong?” Geralt asked, his voice deep and rumbling with sleep.

“Oh, it’s nothing dear heart.” Jaskier whispered, twiddling his fingers under the covers.

“It’s something if you’re sighing like that. Just tell me.” Geralt grumbled.

“Well…since you did ask,” Jaskier began and Geralt grunted, “I got a letter today from my mother. Nothing drastic, mind you. Just a simple, oh hello son how you’ve been, kind of thing. It was quite a long letter too. Mother tends to get very flowy with her words when she writes. It’s where I get my artistic flair, you know. Anyway, reading it made me a bit. Well, a bit homesick, I guess. Not that I don’t mind our travels, Geralt! But even you miss your brothers and other witcher friends, right? And it’s has been a while since I’ve returned home. It would be nice to see everyone again…”

Geralt cracked open one of his eyes and shifted around on the bed, looking at Jaskier. “You wish to return home? Is that all?”

“I suppose so. Maybe.” Jaskier mumbled, almost shyly.

“You don’t need my permission, if this is what this is all about.” Geralt said, gently running his fingers through Jaskier’s hair.

Jaskier scoffed, playfully rolling his eyes. “It’s not that, I assure you.”

“Then, what is it?” Geralt asked, and he can smell the anxiety coming off Jaskier.

“Well, I was thinking. If maybe…I mean, it’s only fair because two winters ago, I did meet your brothers and Vesemir. A delightful bunch, we should see if we can write to them too. But anyway, what I’m trying to say is, it would be nice. If you…came along with me. To my parents’ house.”

Geralt blinked. “You want me to meet your parents?”

“Yes,” Jaskier said with a nervous smile.

Geralt frowned with a thoughtful hum. “I’m not usually the…bring home to meet the parents type.”

“Oh, believe me, Geralt. My parents will adore you.” Jaskier said confidently.

“I doubt that…” Geralt mumbles. He sighs, looking into Jaskier’s perfect blue eyes. “Is it important to you, if I meet them?”

“Well…yes, dear heart.” Jaskier said. “I want you to like them. Not everyone, usually likes my family. But you’re important to me, and they’re important to me as well. It also makes everything feel more…official.”

“Official?” Geralt asks, raising a brow. Jaskier lightly smacks his arm, blushing. “You know what I mean.” He grumbles.

Geralt chuckles, giving Jaskier a light pinch to his side, making the bard jump a bit. He can see that Jaskier really wants him to say yes. He sighs, laying back down on the bed. Meeting nobles is one of worst things to Geralt, and he knows Jaskier comes from one. He wonders if the reason no one likes Jaskier’s family because they were the snobby kind of nobles. Rude and condescending.

He heaves out another sigh. “Okay. I’ll go with you.”

Jaskier clings to Geralt’s side. “Really? Truly?” He asks, his voice getting higher.

Geralt nods and Jaskier plants a huge kiss on his cheek. He cuddles closer to Geralt, sighing happily. “You won’t regret this, Geralt dear. I promise.” Jaskier whispers.

Geralt just grunts in return, finally closing his eyes.

#the witcher #geraskier #my fanfics #my wips #geraskier fic #i'm trying to continue it i am just a busy adult and also forgetful #i meant to finish it before halloween but lol that ship has sailed

[ellbellislucky]

Okay first off happy birthday me from 2 days ago BUT I WAS SICK😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 also i just looked through my tumblr acc and my god i am cringe, but- i like cringe so yeah.

ANYWAYS ishileondo time

Things usually weren't like this for Leon. He used to always have Mondo's affection and attention but know he has a boyfriend and leon thinks he's only getting half. Kiyotaka finds it quite odd aswell. He thought that by being Mondo's boyfriend he might actually be able to have time alone with the biker, but Leon was ALWAYS there, craving Mondo's full attention.

So he confronted him.

"Mondo, why..." Ishimaru took a deep breath, then exhaled "Why does HE have to always be here" complete annoyance was in his voice. He looked over at the autistic red head. Leon didn't hear a thing, he had his ear defenders on as Mondo knew this was bound to happen.

"We've been through this ishi, we've been friends ever since Leon was fuckin' born. Leon takes alot of care, he's non verbal autistic, got PTSD and anxiety. Not ta' mention how many times he's been ta' the hospital. He's weak and even he knows it, plus it wouldn't be fair to change everythin' up on him, "

Mondo was clearly irritated, why could taka just realize that Leon isn't able to fend for himself or even go 5 seconds without Mondo? He's told him before a million times, Mondo doesn't feel like repeating himself.

"I know, it just feels like... I only get a speck of your attention span... " Taka looked down, nervous to Mondo's response.

"Look, I love ya' both, with my whole heart, and you should know, Leon feels the exact same way, " Mondo's voice went soft and low just to reassure his boyfriend.

Taka was fustrated, how could LEON, of all people, feel the same way?! The idiot doesn't know how to do anything but make adorable giggles and cry! Wait- adorable? Despite how hard he trys Taka can't help but find Leon cute. Why?! He hates the moron doesn't he? Then why?

"How... HOW CAN HE EVEN FEEL?! EXPLAIN MONDO. EXPLAI- " Taka was cut off by a pair of arms around his chest, while he and Mondo were sat on the edge of the bed, Leon was sat behind them. Taka looked behind him, hesitantly. One tear. Two tears.

He broke down, Mondo pulled him close, Leon got up and sat on his lap. The oblivious red head only knew that Taka was crying, so he went to cheer him up. Despite this, with Taka breaking down as soon as Leon hugged him, Kuwata felt he had done something wrong.

"I promise, I love the both of you so much. It's just hard sometimes, with all of Leon's medical and mental problems and the fact you've never been in such a relationship before... You're both bound to get jealous of each other.

Taka had Mondo's arm around his shoulder and Leon's embrace from the front, it was quite reassuring for Taka. He could feel droplets on his neck, Leon was crying too. He leaned into Mondo and wrapped his arms around Leon.

"I'm sorry... "

"No, I'm sorry"

Maybe everything would be okay. And maybe Leon does feel the same way. Taka hoped that Leon didn't feel the same way only about Mondo's attention.

WoooOOoOIooIIiIIiIIauHaaa NJnVG yEah

SEND REQUESTS IF U WANT (i wont do ishimondo (on its own or without Leon bc my OPINION,I don't like it) or leosaya and at that point basically any straight leon ship bc i hc him as gae)

#mondoleon #ishileondo #ishileon #ishimondo #leon kuwata #danganronpa #leondo #mondo owada #kiyotaka ishimaru

[khaleesiofalicante]

"I have come to set the world on fire, and I wish it were already burning"

It was just a mistake. A misinterpretation. A misunderstanding.

Yeah.

David was going to kill him.

And I can't blame him!!!

He wondered if he should sit down and talk to bapak about it. Maybe he should check if bapak wasn’t having an immortality crisis while Max was growing up and Rafe was getting married You should bc I feel this man is freaking out internally...

Why. The. Fuck. Did. You. Go. To. Him??? Of all the people in the world?? You decided to consult this with the Prince of hell???

“I didn’t do anything!” Max said immediately. “It was a mistake.”

“It’s what they all say,” Leviathan hummed.

Why does it sound like he's been through a divorce?? 😂😂

“The aftermath,” Leviathan cocked his head. “Please tell me you ended things with the kiss. I would hate to see you break poor David’s heart.” stop it!! I can't hate you if I agree with you!!!

Max ignored that. “First…I think she has feelings for me.”

“Duh,” Leviathan said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Even Leviathan sees it!! Babe, I know I can't speak bc I'm also shit at taking hints, but you are so fucking oblivious!!!

When Mallory kissed him, something inside him cracked.

First, he had thought, oh, I really do like kissing girls.

And then he thought, if anyone other than David kisses me ever again, I will set myself on fire.

It had been a little dramatic. But so very real.

David: *being so worried that Max likes Mallory better than him*

Max: if someone other than David kisses me, I will DIE

“I know your past has taught you differently. But when people die, they usually don’t come back.” HE SAID IT!!! HE SAID THE QUOTE!!! I can take a moment of relief bc I thought it was gonna be when someone died, uff, that was close!!!

“There is no fairness in death,” Leviathan shrugged. “Only pain.” *also added to my favorite quotes folder*

“If a solution doesn’t exist,” Max said. “Then I will create one myself.” I don't know what conclusion to draw from this other than, he is going to mess with bad things and this is going to backfire....

"Did you hear that, Abbycake?” Simon asked his daughter. “You should probably stick to breast milk. That’s the safest bet with your mama.” Abbycake🥺🥺🥺I am love Simon💙

Love me the Lightwood-Lovelace sisters eating about anything kdhdkdjdkdn

Izzy and Magnus are those relatives that plan your wedding when the slight prospect of it appears lmaoo

It was a whirlwind of new beginnings and Alec absolutely lived for it.

He could see it now.

It was about to happen with this generation too.

Rafael had taken the first step and the others would follow.

Yeah, but I feel some changes are not looking good😭

It was more like crossing the road – more frequent than you think and more dangerous than you realize. The way he is there for Magnus always and helps him cross that road everytime and-

But he knew Magnus wasn’t quite there yet.

Although he was pretty sure Rafael was and probably had a notebook with alphabetized baby names.

YESS!! I see this as a win win then. They take their time to have kids and Magnus can adapt better😎 but also, I love how everyone knows Rafael jdhdidbd

“We gave birth to them,” Alec said. “That’s a gift enough.”

“We didn’t actually do it though,” Diego noted with a chuckle.

They can't apply the 'I gave you birth" card lmaoo

Say what you will about Raziel, but the man was pretty chill about sex. The man is a little too chill about everything 🙂

He saw two girls running across Angel Square, holding hands and trading soft kisses.

Unafraid. Unbothered.

He smiled to himself.

A part of him, no matter how much time passed, will always feel proud of himself for contributing to that.

They have come a long way and I'm so proud of it😭😭 this makes me feel so soft inside!!!

“It’s called sexual tension, dad, jeez,” Max had scoffed when Alec had voiced his surprise. You are not in a position to talk!!!

Because despite the unforeseen consequences, Alec knew Rafael had made the right decision. PREACH TO THIS!!!

“And I will protect her as I protect the rest of them,” Alec promised.

“That’s all I needed to know,” Diego let out a deep exhale. “Oof. That was scary.”

Alec chuckled and squeezed the shadowhunter’s shoulder. “I got you.”

My fave in-laws😭😭

Magnus be like: yeah, I'm not good at warlock math... Yeah, I created the portal, but I'm not that good at it!!

“The shadow world can survive one night without Magnus Bane,” Now that is just a lie, babe...

“I mean,” Alec said. “I guess we could be a few minutes late.”

“He probably wouldn’t notice,” Magnus hummed and moved closer.

They are the only valid ones here and the reason I am still somewhat sane😎

The Herondale-Fairchild (and Beauchamp) family looks so fucking hot and stunning omfg😍 the mental image is just *chef kiss*

I had to google many words for this engagement party😭 Sorry, I am mexican, we have so many different names here😭😭

Clace are killing it!!!

“What about Chopin?” Selena asked.

“He is camera shy,” David informed.

Selena chuckled, realizing that this meant David had probably tried to take selfies with Chopin before.

🥺🥺🥺🥺now I need a pic with David and Chopin

“Okay. Now a normal picture!” her father ordered. “Someone take a picture of my beautiful family!” I love how Jace is the kind of dad who takes a million photos of his family😂

Gabriel 😍😍 I'm in love with them!!

So, it makes sense they don't know who the warlock is if they are young

She never let herself forget.

No one can make you hurt more than your own kind.

Too many fave quotes😭 but she is right, fuck all of them!!!

Gabriel smiled. “What does it feel like to be the most beautiful girl in the world?” AHHHH CAN THEY GET ANY MORE PERFECT??

No signal is not giving me good vibes.... This is bad, really bad

It was the device. It was glowing in blue. FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK-

It was their lives. It was their bodies. No one needed to know. YESS!!! It's their decision and they should all respect that ❤️

Everything they did was a political statement.

Every decision had an impact.

So, they decided to make this sacrifice.

I also wanted Max and Jaime to be their suggenes😭😭 but I get it... But please I do want to see Max walking Rafael down the aisle!!!🥺

I already fear this bachelor party😂😂

When he had been small, he used to look at her and wish he wanted to get married to someone so beautiful.

He wished he could tell that little boy his wish came true.

He wished he could tell him that he will get be soon married to a queen.

I am already crying and the party hasn't even started 😭😭

What’s with all the gorgeous women today? I ask the same thing everyday😍😍

Max 🤝 Rafel

Wanting to pass out seeing their significant other

THAT DID THEIR BEST TO SHINE BRIGHTER THAN THE GIRL WHO WAS WEARING THEM OMFG😭😭😭

He wanted to worship.

Anjali.

His divine offering.

This reminded me a lot of the quote "In the crooks of your body, I find my religion"

Her laughter brought him back to reality.

Just as her love had brought him back to life.

stoooop🥺🥺🥺

“And you’re marrying into a family with two eldest curses,” Rafael noted. "And Alec Lightwood."

“Hot,” Anjali said.

Hot indeed 😍

He was a planner. She was an executioner.

She knew how to take his dreams and make them come true.

I am convinced fiancée will be his most used word now

There was only stunned silence.

Anjali.

NO NO NO NO PLEASE TELL ME THIS ISN'T REAL NOOO😭😭

Unmoving.

Quiet.

Gone

Her hands were covered in their blood.

Anjali’s hands were red.

HOLY FUCK NO NO THIS CANT BE HAPPENING!!! PLEASE TELL ME SHE'S GOING TO BE OK😭😭😭😭

I DONT NEED SLEEP, NEED ANSWERS, LIKE, YESTERDAY!!

I hope you are happy to know that I will be thinking about this till next week, bc I'm sure as hell not

Ngl, I missed this cliffhangers and this ripping my heart out in the last sentence. I love to suffer:))

I do hope you are having a nice weekend!!! Being evil with my favorite characters is exhausting, so take a break and drink some tea💙💙

Pleases have this cuteee video as an apology. (This kiddo reminds me of Arthur)

#lbaf

[atherix0]

I am in fact here to scream some more. THE MOVING IN! SO CUTE! GRIAN MEETING JELLIE FINALLY - The Book TM oh my god. Scar is feeding it grocery store romance novels you just like. Know he is. Also please know that I just went to check my email because I'm waiting on something and immediately dropped literally everything I was doing to read this.

ALSO YOU SNEAKY, CHEEKY PERSON WITH THE LORE CH 2????????/ First of all how dare you second of all how dare you. It's so CLEVER how it managed to explain why it isn't so simple for Scar to just be turned and for it to fix everything but i am pulling out my hair and gnawing at my arm with very sharp teeth because AHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Also Tubbo looking and Grian and being like 'Yeah im gonna ask him for advice' AHHHH YES. YES! MUMSCARIAN GROWS CLOSER WITH EVERY UPDATE! But also poor tubbo trying to figure out what to do bc he wants to be an adult but he doesn't want to be gone and lose his dad im????? hi welcome to weirdly relatable because im in my twenties but my mom is in her seventies and i have Those Kinds Of Thoughts often, the catharsis with that entire conversation was UNMATCHED frankly. Tubbo I love you.

Also the way Grian's brain ticks is just. Magnificent. Bless him. Relatable. 'I found a solution why does no one recognize my genius - oh.'

AND THE DANCING - First of all Doc making a cameo to build a portable jukebox for this specific scenario is so funny to me 'I got it but i dont wanna talk about it i just wanna dance' grian you little bird brain. MUMBOOOOOOOO LEADING THE WAYYYYY. THE TWO OF THEM FULLY AWARE THEYVE GOT IT FOR SCAR AND GRINNING AT EACH OTHER WHILE SCAR IS JUST SAT THERE LIKE "Wow that's nice. Wish I had that. Love my friends" ASDFGHJK Grian just plopping himself into Scar.

Can we talk about how Scar is so oblivious that he only notices how often Mumbo and Grian hold him/touch him/touch his hair if they do it for 'too long' see also mumbo catching him last fic. Scar. S c a r. You literally keep thinking "our coven - their coven." scar you oblivious little elf.

S C R E A M I N G the way they just pass Scar along. PLEASE. FOR THE LOVE OF GOD. *OH MY GOD* listen if they dont get together soon i am going to go insane I am kicking my feet and being dragged to hell 🤣

AHAHA hello again <3 YASSSSS GRIAN MEETS JELLIE <3 Fun fact but in the original draft this was the first time he even found out about Jellie at all but since they went to Aqua Town I changed it to the first time he met her <3 HJFSDJKFHJDJK at least it wasn't 13k+ this time :'3

I AM PHYSICALLY INCAPABLE OF DROPPING IN LITTLE LORE BITS <3 YEAH hjfgdsjkfdgj cuz like THEORETICALLY.... Theoretically it checks out but how would it work with someone who is both Natural and Supernatural what if it actually makes things worse what if- hjgfdjk there's a lot of what-ifs there <3

Tubbo was like "this is a person who Gets Me (see Midnight Strolls and them being chaos gremlins togethers) and cares about my dad I will ask him for advice" hjfsdjkfk YEAH huge mood hfjkfds he wants to branch out and live his life and be an adult but at the same time it's like <3 he's painfully aware and it scares him he doesn't wanna lose time with his dad hjfdskjk I can understand the fear too </3 My stepmom's the closest thing to a mom I have and she's almost seventy now </3 I adore this boi <3

LMAO Grian forgetting to look at the big picture, relatable <3

YESSSSSS THE DANCING <3 HJFVSJHKVFJKS to be FAIR it was more of a callback than anything <3 but also having an inventor friend is pretty convenient when you're about to get in the middle of a nasty conflict right? He wants to DANCE with his MENS in their CLEARING he has his priorities straight they're both so pretty and the night is so nice~ HJFSHJKFSHKJFS Scar just like "aww they're so sweet and pretty I love them so much wish I could join them <3" and they just >:3 gonna give him everything lmao "Wanna dance?" jhgfdjkkfd

HHGHGASHGA YEAH LMAO he's just so comfortable with them now that it only really occurs to him that "hold up it's been a minute what-" kjfdskfdskl this boy someone get him some self-value so "they're into me" isn't the absolute last thing he thinks of <3 yesssss their Coven hhfdjh

HFKSHFJKS if that dance scene doesn't sum up their relationship dynamic I don't know what will LMAO <3 You will be very happy soon I think <3 just gotta go through some pain first <3 :D

#ask #midnight series #hermitshipping #mumscarian

[kelsiejayy]

HIII could i please request a marvel and criminal minds ship

Ok so I’m pansexual and genderfluid and my pronouns are he/she, I’m an April aries and INTP, 5’6 and a Hufflepuff :)

My personality is loud and a bit annoying but I can also be very quiet and blunt, I’m not very logical and Im very oblivious as I have been told, I can be mean to my friends but I often overthink that I’ve gone to far and then I ask them if I’ve made them uncomfortable lol, some of my top kins would be hinata, Kenna, and oikawa. I don’t really say that I don’t like people and I’m a relatively easy person to get along with. I love to encourage my friends and be there when they need me. I am happy almost all the time and i always can’t stop smiling even at stupid things. I laugh really easily too.

I really just wear anything I look good in. I’m a confident person and if I look good I’ll say it. I have lightish brown curly hair like 3b and fair/oliveish skin, dark brown eyes and freckles.

I really like cats, I have 2 brother cats and an adorable but mean kitten. I like music, anime and movies. I love drawing and art. I also am athletic, I’ve made varsity track and cross country in Highschool freshman year and softball in sophomore year.

I don’t really like children and sweating even tho I do sports, I don’t like getting told what to do and not do and people who are disgusting or have no understanding of wanting to be alone.

I guess for my ideal type would be someone who won’t depend on me to hang out with them everyday and not too clingy, I like being the taller one in the relationship but tall people are ok too, I would prefer someone will a decent fashion sense and will tell me when I’m being too much or too rude or blunt. Also someone who will give me a challenge and won’t push over all time.

hi thank you for your request!

MARVEL: Nat!

i feel like your relationship dynamic would be great because you both don't need each other to thrive. you both are independent and will work on yourselves which gives the relationship a sturdy base for growth. when you start to overthink nat would definitely walk through the thoughts with you. she would understand where you are coming from and want to make sure you're comfortable and reassured when you need it. because you guys are both athletic i can see y'all going out to do activities together like runs or the gym. although later in life i could see y'all just doing hikes in the mountains or sum. i think you guys would just have a really steady bond and it wouldn't be a relationship with bull shit which you both would appreciate.

(i'm sorry nat is dead i just couldn't help myself with that ship😭)

CRIMINAL MINDS: Emily Prentiss!

ok so hear me out your and emily's personalities would complement each other so nicely. i feel like when you two are together she brings out a little more outgoing side of you but in a comfortable way. i also feel like with emily you don't really have to worry about if you say something "mean" bc she will say something back with the same energy...i also feel like y'all would definitely be the type of couple that would go to a thrift with 50 dollars and give each other outfits as a date night thing. but overall you and emily would be the best cat parents and would be the most bad ass couple i've said what i've said

i hope you enjoyed!

if you want to submit a ship requests are currently open as of 6/21!

#marvel ships #marvel #natasha romanoff #nat #natasha imagines #marvel imagines #marvel x reader #criminal minds #criminal minds ships #criminal minds x reader #emily prentiss #emily prentiss ship #emily prentiss imagine #emily prentiss x reader

[30306-home]

i got these rolls of 8mm film from j.robinson… the second time in ‘21 that, so i typically, i ran into him- no way out… it was okay though bc he was a lot nicer than the first time (which i’m having trouble getting to- and involved news of awful thing hope had done (when i do get there, and i guess thing is kind of a backwards segway, the biggest thing is that i… this really wouldn’t be important unless i had a really good reason to get it out, and embarrassing her or anything like that is the very very very last thing i thing i want to happen- maybe it’s even beyond the point of her name being attached anyway, and more about the repercussions in that have been so massive for me. it’s not something to just adapt to it and time has been everything but helpful. it’s not even a “healing” type thing. it’s like a broken thing that i am left all the little pieces everywhere i look and it’s not a thing i can let get the best of me, like it has- but is positively not sustainable, i’m out of patience, i can’t get too tired or angry or scared or intimidated to give in . i don’t have another plan (in general, it’s not a “plan” bc that implies that “changing” an option. there’s tons and tons of room to move around and have nothing predictable, as a “plan” would). there’s no way i’d let anything so trivial force my life in any direction that takes away that kind of choice, and it never had any business here in the first place.

i was saying, the film strips… i didn’t finish that part, but i started talking for whatever it’s worth.

back to finish that thought:

the, i retrieved 8mm film, i do not have tons of them that are already on reels and at j. rs’s house- he’s not keeping me from them- i’m not keeping him from his baby book, we just never did that part, and, i’m sorta glad bc there’s even been time to really talk about anything, what’s up (no i honestly don’t think either of us can answer that and or are settle with its lingering, complexity of such a multifaceted relationship- one that’s never faced interference like this, others up in it’s business, being taken advantage of- in every way but the best interest of either of us. more later, but it was a success and yes, hope involved herself…as far as she knows and needs to know it was a success. problem is, besides slighting is both (accidentally/unknowingly j.ro, aimed (why?) at me), by the time that was put together, the tributaries have traveled far.

please consider this a very special writing circumstance that isn’t meant to confuse, but will hit a lot of that, move backwards, forwards, skip chapters for the sake of accomplishing what comes up holds promise at it’s own chosen time. it’s the most doable strategy i can come up with, and right now the only thing missing is “doable”. won’t allow details to take over… can quickly turn “undoable”. this is an excessive amount of prefacing- spanning months/years? i will probably repeat myself by you can accept that, too, bad engrish, hopping, etc- okay. and if you can’t that’s okay, too! i’m just getting a bit out of my head and any bit sound reason is all i hope for… anything really, at all, i’ll take teensy teensy. current state- not okay, no reason, nothing more expected. a comfortable believable area that’s life me in the dust. (and i’m SO nervous to sound “oh poor me”- it just is on me or no body. i should never even know of this experience in life, and it was easy breezy for most of my life (the other part that doesn’t seem to fit). good god, the films. short version, this is all my sweet precious GEM of a dad (j’ro and hope can back that, they were both moved by him… best part- my dad is so innocently oblivious to it all). so i’ve surprised him by digitizing (oh the death of me) these here, will be editing for life- like 70 or something, but only a fraction compared to the rest on reels - which he is aware exist. i don’t think he’s ever seen any, but major things like the worlds fair are missing (possibly even some of his dad who died when he was 7). i’m the sole one that somehow wrangled that house of 4 generations, notebooks and book and films (extreme patience things) being the bulk. he’s hesitantly asked me about the others and i’ve hesitantly said in a shaky voice under my breath that “they are safe and sound………… and ummmmmmmmm at j.ro’s house” and “to not worry, i’ll figure it out, i promise, i’ll just figure it out and they’ll be right here”. my dad asks for NOTHING- he needs nothing, he’s happy and healthy and generous to death. he WILL have those films, projector and all. but not not tomorrow- and not until things are like HE, who ADORE’S j. ro, are back to life. we’re not looking at million years beyond tomorrow either. this is on me- and i’m less than harmless, so and junk, shouldn’t be mine to clean up- but i’m happy to for the love of them both. how? i’m trying to get there, it’s just not going to be an easy ride.

i’m sure i’m repeating that there is/always will be a place in my heart and priceless memories with hope- it a situation, and she’s just in it, and although it’s not accessible to me, it didn’t just walk of, you know it in there, too.

there’s anger here, and i feel extremely guilty and conflicted about expressing anything like that about someone with far too much already… and criticism? with love? i’ve had some major blows, that were deliberate decisions. i’ve really tried to find a way for them to make sense… just a little off the rails in traumatic times and a not acceptable normalcy. it’s like i’ve made some 100% unavoidable life altering “mistakes”(?), so i can’t not worry about everything now- how can i know if this won’t result in that? it’s not to cause anyone any harm, just to untangle some damage done on my end- only so i can be just okay… that= okay=amazing in my world now….. oh good lord the world. i will not stop trying to practice-DEETS LATER, BULLET POINTS NOW. i said i will not stop trying… since it can be jumpy maybe i will do scary parts just fast and quickly take and a special occasion ambien night to celebrate. you’re so going to be, what?? after all this i was expecting something GOOD!!!!

[isaacathom]

so im going on holiday, right, for an annoyingly long time (until the very end of september). and ive told all the campaigns that im in about this, because i was only MAYBE going to be available for one week of those games (while im in korea) and then completely unavailable for the other 5 (while im in canada, bc of the timezones, im australian).

and, one by one, each campaign has gone on a hiatus roughly encapsulating that length of time

im in two minds. on the one hand, it means i can continue my streak of having never missed a campaign game (i missed ONE session of my pathfinder campaign bc I was at my brothers wedding, and while I was in a restaurant afterwards I found out that rather than actually play the game they'd just looked at a player's dog, so its a .5).

on the other hand, it means that im indirectly responsible for all three campaigns having no games for the next two months :(

now, its indirect, bc there are obviously other factors. for one campaign, the gm had mentioned earlier that he might have to make it biweekly or take a break to work on his thesis - fair enough! for another, its to allow the gm to work on uni stuff, run some side sessions with smaller groups, and prep for a big mission that'll happen after I get back. for the last, its so the gm can fiddle with 'kinks' that have come up as we keep playing (since we're running an adventure path with some home rules and stuff).

but im also like. :( i specifically didn't want to be disruptive, especially considering i had no authority on how long this holiday was. It was one of the things that motivated me to quit the 4th campaign I was in when I did (in addition to other factors), because based on historical evidence I figured my "temporary absence" would cause a lot of sessions to not be run, whereas if I quit then me not being there would be normal, right, and they can run when just the other 4 show up, right? I couldve quit whenever, but I figured now was a good time so I didn't fuck over 5-6 weeks of the game. (2 of the 3 campaigns earlier are biweekly, LESS of a factor)

and like. I guess im... honoured?? that my presence is valued enough that me not being there would be a significant enough factor to prompt the gms to go 'actually yea lets just take a break instead'. but then also worried that I'm reading too much into it? and being egotistic by assuming thats whats happening? especially in one of the campaigns where theres 8 players, including me and not including the gm, right? like in the one on hiatus for thesis i can slightly inflate my ego more because im basically the party bookkeeper and notetaker, responsible for tracking the inventory of our pack mule and stuff. but mmmmm am i being an egotist. am i thinking about it too much.

i just dont wanna be a buzzkill?? I dont wanna be the reason others miss out on having fun in their fun ttrpgs? and i feel bad that i put them on hiatus?? like again yes there are OTHER reasons, but my absence *is* a factor, and i just ;-;

especially again in the 8 person campaign bc writing my character out for three games is really easy. we established that the ship she's a captain of has been pressed into service patrolling the bay in advance of an invasion by mindflayers or whatever. so shes just. on that ship. actually being its captain. instead of leaving it to her lieutenant, which has been her tactic for the majority of the time she has been captain of that vessel. even with the adventure path one i said, before the hiatus was called, that presumably my character was just ~along with the party~ until they got to the ferry we need, and then would be in their cabin on the ferry reading and completely oblivious to the outside world. sure that ones a little shakier but they did literally uncover a journal of theirs and they have amnesia so deciding to do a deep dive on that bad boy while stuck on a boat seems completely reasonable. bwuuh. (difficult to justify for the thesis campaign bc my character is a) Around, and b) has no way to simply dip for 6 entire sessions that would make sense or wouldn't just fully take him out of the campaign).

whatever. im just antsy because im really stressed about my holiday and full to the achy tit with period hormones that make me grumpy and also even MORE stressed about the holiday. so on, so forth, grumble grumble

#ive been around more often bc it is genuinely quite useful to have somewhere to blurble on without my friends reading it lol #and bc ofc i grew up on this hellsite im very used to and comfortable just rambling on social media. so having my safe space? nice #also i prefer tumblr posts for bitching bc twitters just a pain in the ass and by the time i get to the end of the thread ive forgotten mys #myself. whatever. also i love tags for the (ps: shenanigans) vibe. love that #anyway its just me feeling bad about causing campaigns to go on snooze and then worrying im an egotist

[uncanny-fellow]

Is there an explanation I missed/forgot or should I just assume that the reason Neku returned in Gatto Nero clothes without even knowing the name is because Coco went "you are not going back to Shibuya unless you do it in style" and brought him a new outfit knowing it was his friend's brand and Neku was just like "okie dokie, whatever gets me home faster" and rolled with it lmao

#poor boy's been so completely out of the loop for too long he has a lot to catch up on #lemme tell ya three years is a LONG time #not even getting into the stuff about being alone that long just #with how fast trends and even internet lingo can change three years is a long time #damn neku probably doesn't understand current memes just think of that #ntwewy #ntwewy spoilers #neo twewy #neo twewy spoilers #ps this post is part joke and part genuine question what's up with neku not knowing what gatto nero is when it's emblazoned on his sleeve #is he just oblivious bc if so that's fair i am too

[cursedmotleycrueimages]

The more I hear about Courtney, the more I hate her. Why is no one calling out her behavior? Is it because she's his wife? Is it because she's a mother? I respect Nikki's happiness, I do but this is ridiculous.

A lot of people don't like her actually and those who tried to call her out on her bullshit (wether it was people who knew her personally or not) had their posts and comments deleted and/or have been cut out of Nikki's life

#ask #bloody-teared-angel #I can't really bring facts because I'm not into looking for drama but I've been told from reliable sources this is something that happens #does anyone remember Sofi the lass Tommy was with in the period of the final tour? #my god she could tell you a thing or two about how awful courtney is lmao #like if this doesn't just stink of abusive relationship I don't know what that is #and nikki is either oblivious #or more probably he's just too old and tired to care. he just wants some peace #which is fair y'know but at what fucking price???? she transformed him into a spineless whipped fucker #and I know SHE did that bc Nikki is someone who lets his woman take the wheel after a while bc he just doesn't know what real love is #and has mommy issues #he was like that with kvd and he was like that with Donna before that #except those times he still had the balls to call it quits after a while #that's why I think he's just tired now y'know. he just wants some happiness and die with his heart in peace #and courtney is taking full advantage of that #I'm talking like I knew him personally like I am his mother lmao but thing is I don't even think I'm that far off from reality #like when I felt that Courtney's vibes were off I was actually right so who's to say that I'm not right about Nikki too

[the-atlas-sister]

Protector (Batsis Reader)

(This is from a chapter of my original story but I quirked the character to be the reader. The reader can teleport and turn invisible and your hero name is Viper. You're also part of the Teen Titan's and Connor Kent is your love interest, although it's not too evident in this chapter. Alexandra and Alex are original characters in the Titans based on my two friends. If you like this chapter and you want me to publish the book, let me know. I would make the original character the reader)

Y/N's POV

"I'm going on a walk!" I announced, opening the Wayne manor door.

"Alone?" Alfred asked, walking towards me.

"Yeah," I shrugged.

"You may want to have one of your brothers accompany you," Alfred said. "Or Ace. You are the daughter of the infamous Bruce Wayne. And you're injured."

"I'm also the Teen Titan Viper," I chuckled. "I can take care of myself, Alfred. But thank you."

"Do be careful," Alfred said as I walked out of the large mansion.

I looked around as soon as I was outside before teleporting into the city. I teleported to an alleyway next to Gotham City Park. I swiped a strand of hair from my face before walking into the park. I smiled at the kids laughing and playing on the playground, remembering when Dick would bring my brother and I there when our parents and Bruce were working.

That's when I heard the scream. I spun my head to see two men with penguin masks grab a kid and pull him into an alley, his parents and all other adults apparently oblivious to the kidnapping.

"Hey!" I yelled, running toward the child and his kidnappers. I stopped at the alley, noticing that the child and the men were gone. I furrowed my brows, walking further into the alley. "Hello!"

"Help!" the child's voice echoed through the alley. I continued walking, ignoring the fact that the echo was unnatural, due to the fact there was no building covering the alley or stopping the sun from shining down. "Help!" I noticed that I had found the end of the alleyway. "Help!" I looked down to see a doll, the size of a small child, it's mouth open.

"Oh no-"

"You Y/L/N," a voice said from behind me. "So quick to save the day." Before I could turn around, I felt a slight prick in my neck. I turned around to see the familiar plump and long-nosed figure of Oswald Cobblepot or the Penguin, as well as the men from before standing next to him.

"Cobblepot," I mumbled, feeling drowsy.

"Careful there," Penguin said as I stumbled towards him. "Maybe you should just... relax."

I reached back and pulled out the thing that had pricked me. It was a small tranquilizer dart. I threw it to the ground as I fell to my knees. Dad, I thought before everything went dark.

***

"Wake up!"

I groaned, fluttering my eyes open. I tried to move my hands, only to feel a coarse rope around them. My eyes shot open at that realization. I sat upright, trying to move my legs, only to find them each tied to the leg of the chair I was sitting in. I looked around, to find myself in what looked like an abandoned penguin exhibit. I sat on a makeshift iceberg above freezing water, I let out a breath, noticing it come out in a puff of mist.

"Good, you're awake." I looked up to see the Penguin, in his top hat, monocle, and usual penguin tux. He held a raw fish, biting off it's head. He leaned casually on his lethal umbrella, a blade sticking out from the bottom.

I stayed stoic. First thing Bruce taught me in a kidnapping. "Why am I here Cobblepot?" I asked.

"Just a playing card," Penguin shrugged, some of the fish spitting from his mouth.

"So you want my father's money?" I scoffed. "Spend all of your family's fortune on that disgusting fish or buying this run-down zoo?"

"We both know Bruce Wayne isn't your father," Penguin said. "Your father blew up." He pointed the fish at me some of it's gut splattering on my face. "But yes."

"Why do you need Bruce Wayne's money?" I asked, pressing the Titan's distress button on my bracelet.

"Why do any of really need money?" Penguin sighed. "I need to rebuild the Iceberg Lounge."

"You really think people would go to a club owned by a former villain and current psychopath?" I scoffed. "Built off of stolen money?" Penguin growled and slapped me across the face with the half fish, splattering more guts and blood across my face. I spit out the few that got in my mouth.

"Some people don't matter who owns the club as long as they can spend their money on booze and beautiful women," he said, swallowing the rest of his fish. "Now let's notify Bruce that we have his dear little girl here, shall we?"

Penguin pulled out a phone and typed in Bruce's number and turned on the speaker. I tensed as the ringing began.

"Hello?" Bruce's voice rang through.

"Oh hello Bruce," Penguin said into the phone.

"Cobblepot," Bruce said. "What-"

"I just wanted to let you know that I have your dear daughter here with me," Penguin said. "Here Y/N, say hello." He held the speaker towards me, but I stayed silent. I felt one of his henchmen, grab my hair and yank, making me let out an involuntary yelp. He used his free hand to press a gun under my chin.

"Cobblepot, don't hurt her," Bruce said.

"Bruce, I'll be fine don't'-" I let out a strangled scream as Penguin stabbed my bicep with his umbrella.

"Y/N-"

"Now Bruce, she'll survive, as long as you get 4 million dollars to the Gotham Zoo, by noon," Penguin said, his blade still in my arm. I glanced at the clock on the phone, seeing that was ten minutes to noon. "If not then..." He twisted the blade, making me bite my lip to keep in a scream, but a small whimper arose. He then hung up.

"You won't kill me," I said through pained whimpers.

"I won't." Penguin agreed, pulling the blade out of my arm hard, making me yell again. I felt thick, warm blood drip down my arm quickly, and heavily. "But he might." The gun was pressed harder against my chin.

I swear Alexandra if you don't hurry-

My thoughts were cut off by Penguin being thrown off the makeshift iceberg. I held back a smile upon seeing Alex fully costumed, standing in front of me. She grinned at me.

I heard a loud crash and felt the sun shine on my back before left my chin. I watched as the man was thrown into the cement wall.

"Are you okay?" I heard Alexandra ask from behind me.

"I've been through worse," I said. I turned to see Jaime shoot another henchman into the wall with his scarab's laser.

"Superboy, get Y/N free," Raven said, flying above me. She created a magic cage around Penguin.

I felt something hot between my wrists before feeling the ropes snap. "You sure, you're okay?" Connor asked, flying in front of me.

"Totally," I shrugged, placing a hand on my bicep to stop the blood. Connor looked unsure but quickly laser-eyed the ropes around my ankles. I stood up and turned around to see Alexandra toss another henchman into a pile she had created and Alex ran around them, tying them up quickly.

"How'd you super twits get here?" Penguin asked.

"Shut up," Alex said, making faces at him.

"We're just here to help any citizen in danger," Alexandra said, placing a hand on Alex's shoulder.

"Raven, get him to GPD," Jaime said. Raven nodded before flying out of the hole they had created coming in, the caged Penguin behind her. "And Superboy-"

That was when Bruce appeared. He dropped dramatically in front of me, Dick and Damian following close behind. All fully suited up.

"Guess they beat us to it," Nightwing said, grinning at the Titans. "Nice job team."

Robin rushed to me, pulling my hand from my arm. He glared at me as he noticed the gushing blood. He pulled out a bandage roll and wrapped my arm. I winced at the roughness of his wrapping skills. "This is why you don't go on walks alone," he said, flicking my forehead.

"Thanks for the love," I said, rubbing my forehead.

"Robin's right," Bruce said, narrowing his eyes at me. "You could've gotten killed and worse, you could've gotten out of this by using your powers."

"I couldn't have given myself away," I said. "They could have connected me to Viper, then to you and to Robin and Nightwing!"

"Your safety is more important than our identities," Bruce said sternly. "I don't want you to leave the manor this week."

"Are you grounding me?" I scoffed. "Over something that wasn't my fault?"

"Busted," Alex mumbled.

"Bats, that's not fair," Connor said, walking forward. Bruce sent him a classic Bat glare, a mix of intimidation and Dad guilt. Connor stopped. "Or you know, whatever. Your kid."

"You can't-"

"I am your father, Y/N Wayne," Bruce said. "We're going back to the manor and I forbid you from leaving."

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[macaroki]

past five (suna rintarou x reader)

“ the sunset is beautiful, isn’t it? ” but you’re not letting him go. 

warning(s) : bestfriend to lover kind of thing, mention like one curse word, insecure reader? cliché plot & another post with confusing storyline, not proofread and that’s mean like grammar shit went all over the post, apologize for that ๐·°(৹˃̵﹏˂̵৹)°·๐ and, this is a short drabble, hehe.

genre : kind of angst to fluff

pairing(s) : suna rintarou x reader 

a/n : i can’t promise a part two for maybe, but i am here for suna’s fluff bcs it suppose to posted yesterday, but my single ass is too busy to sleep. 

he was known as that one cool resting bitch face, and perhaps the biggest tease out of people. and you're a fool, a seriously biggest fool to believe the thoughts of him having a tiny bit crush towards you. usual bestfriend to lovers trope that you usually read on Wattpad, really. 

judging by him handing you a box shaped like a love one this earlier, maybe you're not that stupid after all. but honestly the next words coming out from his lips making you taken aback, " it was from your stupid fans that have no courage to put it on your locker, so they took alternative way instead. "

though you couldn't help but chuckles at his disinterested face, deep down you actually hope the ' stupid fans ' was him, really. but god, it was so stupid to think about it. why would he ever busy be in love with you, you’re not the ‘ ideal ’ partner he describes not too long ago anyway. but, daydreaming wasn’t that bad, right?

….

both of you were sitting on the rooftop as usual, spending time like a lover under the beautiful sunset. the urge to not changing the phrase of ' the moon is beautiful, isn't it? ' to ' the sunset is beautiful, isn't it? ' become thinner every second by now. it’s hurt, damn it’s hurt so much to pining over your bestfriend. 

stupid crush. stupid feeling. stupid valentines itself. stupid oblivious suna. 

imagine had to hold the urge to hold yourself back from leaning to his shoulder and just tell him how much you actually deeply in love with him. you know, cheesy confession like that cheery blossom confession one? but suna wasn’t that type of person, he’s way too laidback and probably too sleepy even for that. 

but you decided to not hiding with your stupid feeling anymore, deciding to not running away with those thoughts. which one actually less-likely to feel embarrassing: got rejected or caught staring and acts like deer caught in headlights?

so you started a very, awkward, stupid conversation. bringing up any other topic than valentines, or loves in general. hey, at least you tried, you told to yourself. it was fun, to be fair. but the platonic way of all this romance shit is just doesn't make sense at all. he probably feel obliged to spend time with you.

or so, you thought.

" so, when are you gonna say that you love me? " you jokes and honestly sounds like a clown, blurting out random shit all of the sudden, not knowing what’s wrong with yourself either, and honestly suna was taken aback, but he smile nonetheless. he couldn't help but smiled at the thoughts of the feeling are mutual.

" before the clock shows five, maybe? " he asked, lightly joking to at least lighten up the mood. 

" but it's past five already, " your lips turns downwards, not denying the tiny blush on your cheeks. the thoughts of him actually just joking hits hard, harder than.. but the light squeeze he gave to your hand kinda assure you somehow, something that you unsure about. but you knew, you knew he pushed himself out from his comfort zone to comfort you, your feeling, and that cheesy crush.

things turns out better, even better than you thought, or the Wattpad fanfiction you read. 

you pushed yourself and lean to his shoulder, making him tense a while before relax on his own. the time flew by for a second, though it’s pretty awkward for a while, he smiled to himself, slightly whispering, but actually enough, to you, his whole world to hear it. 

" that's mean I’m already in love with you. "

#suna rintarou #suna x reader #suna x you #hq x y/n #hq suna #suna fluff #haikyuu #bestfriend to lovers #suna haikyuu #suna angst

[ameliora-j]

before i fell // dm x reader

words: 2.8k

warnings: angst, talk of a breakup, mention of loss of virginity, mention of not eating, mention of not sleeping, pansy is kinda ooc and so is draco, the slytherins are assholes

a/n: i used a lot of olivia rodrigo lyrics bc i listened to SOUR while writing lol. lmk if i should add other warnings and happy reading babies!

you would be cliche and say that you fell in love the way that you fall asleep. slowly and then all at once. but you couldn’t because you didn’t. it wasn’t a john green novel and you weren’t hazel grace lancaster. falling in love wasn’t simple, and that description of it truly… didn’t describe anything. falling in love was more complicated than that. there were more layers to it than that. falling in love was rather… quick and unexpected. unexpected like snow in the middle of march. or rain when there’s not a cloud in sight. quick like waiting months for an event and finally when the time comes, it feels like you blinked and then it was over.

falling in love with draco malfoy was all of these things and more. falling in love with draco malfoy brought upon more layers than that. falling in love with draco malfoy brought pain. not just any kind of pain, no… horrible, heart wrenching, gut twisting pain. pain that began by bubbling itself in your chest right at the center of your heart, then slowly but surely worked it’s way outwards. encapsulating your entire body and making every inch of your body ache. pain like when you get attached to a character and the author kills them off. pain like when you finish your favorite book and you realize that you’re not truly in that universe and none of that actually happened. pain like when you’re two hours, fifteen minutes, and twelve seconds into avengers: infinity war and peter parker says “mr. stark, i don’t feel so good.” pain that you’ve never felt. pain that can’t be described. pain that you felt for days. pain.

you thought it was strange when the platinum blonde slytherin sought you out. he came to you one day while you sat silently at the black lake. you were alone, but only because you liked to be. you had friends of course, many actually, but you chose to be alone. the black lake was your place of solace. then along came draco. he sat beside you, a good distance away, but his presence was known. you looked to him for an explanation but he offered none. just smiled at you and turned to his notes, so you did the same. the second time he came, he sat closer, but still in silence. the third time is when he struck up conversation.

“yln, yeah?” he questioned.

“yn, actually. but yes, yn yln. and you’re draco malfoy?” you asked.

“i am,” he smirked at your knowledge of his name and then you returned to your studying. after that, the two of you talked every time he came and sat with you. short discussions about the weather or the potions assignment. you don’t know when, but soon they became longer. discussions of your day and your family. your interests and how you got your name. how you loved the rain and the stars and how you loved hogwarts, but you often missed home. draco knew you inside and out and you knew him—and before long, you called the tall, skinny blonde your boyfriend.

you walked the halls of hogwarts together, hand in hand. draco walked haughtily with a hard scowl and you with a bright smile. while you walked cheerfully and waved to your friends and to first years while draco glared at anyone who dared look at the two of you. he took you to parties in the slytherin common room and you wore his jersey proudly at quidditch games, even when he played against your house. he bought you lavish gifts at all of your trips to hogsmeade and he showered you in kisses, praise, and affection. you were whole heartedly smitten with the sole heir to the malfoy fortune.

it was one fateful day in the common room when your heart absolutely exploded. that was the day you knew that you fell in love with draco malfoy. you had been a thing for about two, going on three, months. you were sitting in the slytherin common room, reading in silence when he asked. you were pressed against his chest and he pressed a soft kiss to your head. “‘ve been meaning to ask you something,” he murmured gently. this caused you to close the book and turn your full attention to him. “want you to wear this,” he said, holding out a ring. “it’s the malfoy family crest.”

your stomach and your heart exploded into billions of butterflies and you launched yourself forward, straight into his chest. millions of emotions overcame you as you squeezed his neck as tight as possible. you nodded into his neck as a few stray tears fell. he kissed your head repeatedly as he slid the ring onto your finger before pressing his lips to your’s gently. you giggled excitedly as you stared down at the ring on your finger. “do you like it?” he asked you.

“i love it, dray. i love you. thank you s’much,” you confessed for the first time as you cuddled back into his chest. you don’t know what it was that made the blonde boy seek you out, but you’re glad he did. if only you knew the true nature of his intentions. but alas, you were oblivious.

it was the beginning of the school year, on the train to hogwarts. in the compartment of what was labeled as “the slytherin squad.” there sat theo nott, pansy parkinson, blaise zabini, and—your now boyfriend—draco malfoy.

they were all sitting around, taking the piss out of draco for all of his past failed relationships when it was brought up. “i’ll bet malfoy couldn’t get a girl to fall in love with him if he paid her,” theo spoke.

“i’ll take that bet,” draco countered.

“alright. but we get to pick the girl,” blaise decided.

“what?” pansy asked as theo began to look around the compartment. it was a few minutes before he found the victim. it was then that your fate was sealed. there, sitting in the back corner, head tucked deep into a copy of the fault in our stars, was you. you. awkward and quiet. you with seemingly no friends. poor little unsuspecting you.

“that one,” nott smirked evilly.

“what the weirdo?!” draco exclaimed incredulously. “no way!”

“so then you forfeit?” blaise asked, causing draco to release a frustrated exhale.

“alright i’ll do it,” he rolled his eyes.

“then we give you five months. make yn yln fall in love with you in five months and we’ll do your homework for the rest of the year,” theo posed.

“and if i don’t?” draco asked.

“and when you don’t… thennn,” blaise taunted as he searched for a deal that was fair.

“then we get two hundred galleons each and you have to apologize to potter for making his life hell,” theo smirked. draco scoffed at this and rolled his eyes, but nodded nonetheless.

“and what are my conditions?” he raised an eyebrow.

“she has to say it first. you can do anything you want or need to get her to say it, but you cannot say ‘i love you’ first,” blaise spoke.

“this doesn’t seem fair to yn,” pansy piped in.

“shut your mouth parkinson. no one asked your opinion,” theo growled with a roll of his eyes. but it was too late. there was absolutely nothing the girl could do to get the three to change their minds. she just had to sit idly by and watch draco malfoy break your heart as she said nothing. she wished that she could stop it, but their minds were made up. and the three of them were very stubborn.

it was a few days after draco gave you his ring when your bubble came crashing down. you were walking to meet draco at your spot at the black lake when blaise and theo intercepted you. you knew who they were, of course you did. they were your boyfriend’s best friends, however why they were currently speaking to you, you had no idea.

they told you it would be quick. that they just wanted to show you something in the slytherin common room and left little room for argument, so you had no choice but to follow them there. they sat you on the couch and began to discuss your relationship with draco. you were very confused and had no idea why you were here. “so… draco hasn’t told you?” blaise mocked a gasp of shock.

“no?” you raised a soft eyebrow as you stared on. this made theo smirk evilly as he pulled up a projector and pointed his wand at it. a picture appeared, it looked like a memory. “what’s this?” you asked before the boys urged you to ‘shh.’ you sunk further into the couch as you idly watched on.

you truly weren’t paying attention untill you heard the voice of your boyfriend. the words he spoke stung. you were soft. emotional. the way he spoke about you absolutely crushed you. it would crush anyone, but it shattered you especially. “she’s so fucking weird!” “i’ll take that bet.”

‘s all you were. all you ever were. just a stupid belt. another notch in his belt. it was that moment that draco had barged into the common room. but by then, it was already too late. the tears had already sprung to your eyes and you were preparing for a torrential downpour as you heard his voice. “i’m out!” he announced breathlessly. he froze in his run as his eyes fell on you and what was playing on the projector currently. “bunny…” he whispered softly as his hand touched your shoulder, but you quickly jerked away as if his hand had burned you on contact.

“don’t call me that. don’t touch me,” you demanded as the tears began to fall. “that’s all i was? a bet?” an involuntary whimper sounded from the depths of your throat. “i feel so stupid.” you shook your head.

“no, bunny please listen to me,” you didn’t allow the boy to finish as you wrapped your arms tightly around yourself.

“don’t call me that!” you demanded. “in fact don’t call me at all. don’t… don’t talk to me draco. ever again. i can’t believe i fell for your stupid joke. i feel so… i feel like an idiot,” you spoke. you shook your head, hastily wiping at your eyes untill you saw stars. it was then that you decided to walk away.

“YN STOP!” draco yelled. “LISTEN to me,” he demanded.

“NO!” you shouted as you turned to face him finally. “godric draco, i wish you would’ve thought this through before i went and fell in love with you,” you sniffled as you wiped your snot on your sweater sleeve.

“yn please just let me explain. please listen to me, please,” he begged.

“i feel like you betrayed me,” you shook your head. “i told you everything. you were my everything. draco i loved you. i actually loved you. i thought you loved me too but i guess you’re just a really good actor,” you sniffled once more. “i hate you draco. i really fucking hate you. i don’t want to hear your bullshit explanation because i know that you’ll never feel sorry for the way i’m hurting right now.”

“it was a bet!” draco shouted as you walked away, hand on the door knob. you scoffed as you muttered a sarcastic, ‘no shit.’ “that’s how it started yes, but then i got to know you. i figured out who you were. i learned that your favorite color is yfc and that you prefer night over day because you love the stars and that your favorite star is scorpius and you would name your son after that star one day. i learned that you love to read and you love when it storms but you're afraid of the thunder. you only dance when you’re drunk and you giggle when you’re nervous and i love that giggle. with everything in me i do. your favorite book is yfb and you choose to be alone but you let everyone be your friend. you’re gorgeous. inside and out and while it may have started as a bet, somewhere along the lines i fell in love with you so yn please. please don’t leave,” he whispered the last part as his voice came out broken.

you took a deep breath in before you began to speak. “you couldn’t have cared less about someone who loved you more. i’d say you broke my heart but you broke much more than that,” you shook your head as you furiously wiped at your eyes again. “i gave you my all draco. you were my first everything. i gave you my virginity for merlin’s sake. all to find out that i was just some stupid bet,” you scoffed.

“yn please believe me when i say that you’re so much more than that,” he begged again. “i came to tell them that they won. that i wanted out because i fell in love with you too!”

“it doesn’t matter if you don’t see me as a bet any longer. the fact is that you did. i’m worth so so much more than that.” your breaths were ragged as you spoke. “i really wish that you had thought this through before i went and fell in love with you.” you repeated with a small sniffle. “don’t you think i loved you too much to be used and discarded? don’t you think i loved you too much to think i deserve nothing?” you were openly sobbing at this point.

“yn please believe me when i tell you how sorry i am…” he spoke softly.

“don’t tell me you’re sorry. feel sorry for yourself. because someday i’ll be everything to somebody else,” with this you turned away from him. you hastily opened the door and practically ran out of the common room and away from him.

at that moment you decided to forget about it. draco, and the bet, and love, and everything. like in the vampire diaries, you decided to turn your emotions off. you laid in your dorm crying for hours before you made that decision, however. your dorm mates checked on you often, but you never offered more than merely a half hearted shrug, letting them know that you were still alive, but barely breathing. you skipped classes and meals. you were a mere shell of yourself. it was about two weeks before you could face draco again. and even then you couldn’t truly. you went into the great hall and found “the slytherin squad” sans draco.

pansy looked at you sympathetically while theo and blaise basked in the glow of their new victory. you pulled the ring off carelessly as you stopped in front of them, hair disheveled and uniform askew. you had dark bags under your eyes from the lack of sleep you’d gotten in the past fourteen days and your eyes were rimmed red with the weight of your emotions. “c’you just give this back to malfoy,” you murmured half-heartedly as you dropped the ring on the table in front of the three. just speaking his name brought you pain.

your shoulders were sunken in defeat and you were but a shell of your usual cheerful self. you don’t even know when the last time you saw daylight or had fresh air was. “wait yln,” pansy called hesitantly. you turned to face her, still staring down at your mary janes as you pulled and twisted your fingers untill you heard your knuckles pop. “you… you really love him, don’t you?”

you just shrugged your right shoulder as you used the heel of your palm to wipe the snot from your rapidly reddening nose. “i was just some stupid bet,” you replied as tears begin to spill rapidly over your waterline.

“if it’s any consolation… it was those two bozos’ idea,” pansy told you as she pointed to blaise and theo.

“doesn’t matter,” you murmured. “he’s still a traitor,” you answered as you walked away, forgetting all about the slytherin prince and his stupid friends. forgetting all about how he hit you with a train of his “love.” forgetting all about how for three months he was your everything. forgetting all about how he wrote to his mum about you and you wrote to your parents about him. forgetting all about draco malfoy. the platinum blonde boy with stormy grey eyes who had a long story buried beneath his haughty exterior. the boy who you called your first. your first kiss. your first time. your first love. forgetting all about the boy that made you fall in love just to tell you it was all a bet.

attempting to revert back to how you were before you fell.

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[seasonsofeverlark]

Midnight Kiss

Author: @alwayseverlark

Prompt: Everlark having low-key holidays due to recent hospitalization (preferably not anything too serious causing it) of one of them, bonus if the recovering party tries to rally but the other has to convince them to come home early bc they actually should have stayed in bed. any rating, modern setting, established relationship preferred. (this was me a few years ago except there was no one to tell my dumb ass not to go nye bowling and i had just had surgery and it was a MISTAKE) [submitted by @timeladyzelie] 

Rating: T 

Author’s Note: Thanks as always to @jhsgf82 ! you’re the best!! _____________

Katniss: How are you feeling? Does it hurt a lot? 

Peeta: Hey there, beautiful!

Peeta: It’s going a bit better; the painkillers are strong.

Katniss: I shouldn’t have brought you to that slope; it was a black diamond. It’s my fault. 

Katniss: Are you sure you don’t want me to come to your house and stay with you?

Peeta: You don’t deserve to be stuck here just because your clumsy boyfriend fell…

Katniss: Don’t say that!

Peeta: No worries. I’m fine, see?

Peeta: **inserts picture**

Peeta: You don’t have to worry. I’ll watch a movie and go to sleep. The pills are making me feel dizzy and sleepy. I wouldn’t be great company tonight.

Katniss: I’d rather be with you, Peeta, even if you’re sleeping.

Peeta: No, It’s fine. Besides, you know how my mom is 😒 She wouldn’t let you near my room.

Katniss: Ok 😞 I’m going to miss you though.

Peeta: I want you to have fun. Go and celebrate with the girls

Katniss: And boys. Finnick and Gale will be there also.

Peeta: Oh.

Peeta: I thought Gale was going back to Chicago.

Katniss: He was, but when we spoke earlier he changed his mind and said he could stay a couple of days more. Spend more time with family.

****

“Yes. I’m sure that’s why he’s staying,” I mutter to myself, getting a bad feeling as I look over the chat where my oblivious girlfriend has broken the news.

Katniss and Gale haven’t been dating for a while now, nearly 8 months, but the thing is, Katniss and I have only been dating a few weeks. And I know for a fact, Katniss was the one who broke up with him, but Gale tried to get back with her over the last six months. 

The news is definitely making me anxious.

****

Katniss: Peeta…

Katniss: I’m really going to miss you tonight.

****

My heart skips a bit when I read Katniss’ text. It’s maybe the most affectionate and clear written indication of her feelings for me. 

****

Peeta: I am going to miss you more, sweetheart. 

Katniss: I will call you at midnight x

****

Sixty minutes later, I am still looking at the conversation. It isn’t fair. 

This was supposed to be the beginning of, hopefully, more years together to come. It was a promise. I had my speech planned, not too sappy or long, because I didn’t want to scare Katniss, but enough to imply my devotion and willingness to stay with her as long as she’d have me. 

And now she’ll be spending that moment with the guy I’ve been jealous of my whole life (except for the last few weeks).

“Hell no!” I exclaim to myself. I just have a broken leg, although the doctor said rest was highly recommended, in order to avoid a surgery.

I won’t be able to drive to Delly’s place, so I need a ride, and my middle brother, Rye, owes me a big favor. It’s time for him to pay back.

Sixty minutes later, we are on our way to the New Year’s party…and Rye isn’t happy.

“I can’t believe you’re going to make me spend tonight with Mom and Dad,” Rye grunts.

“Not only that, but you have to be the only one going into my room to check on me,” I advise Rye.

“I know, Peeta; you’ve already ‘briefed me,’” he mocks. “But remember, after 1 am, I’m done. If you aren’t in your room by then, I am out. I am not missing Glimmer’s party.”

“By that time, Mom and Dad should be passed out from drinking champagne, ” I remind him. “I just want to kiss Katniss at the new year. ”

“You are a goner, man.”

“Yes, I am in love with her.” I sigh.

“Wow, don’t tell Katniss that, or she’ll run away! Wasn’t that the reason she broke up with Hawthorne?” He warns me with a concerned look. Katniss has always been unapproachable, a bit intimidating. 

“Yes, it was,” I say, avoiding his gaze and looking intensely at my hands and nails.

Gale had wanted Katniss to go to the University of Chicago, she wanted to stay closer to home with Prim. That initiated a long discussion where Gale told her he wasn’t as important as Prim, and Katniss agreed. She told me she realized then that she “loved” Gale, just not as much as she should. 

“So, take it easy, bro” Rye says, ruffling my hair and winking, an unusually tender gesture for him.

When I arrive at the party it’s full of people, and soon I realize it’s going to be more difficult to find Katniss than I anticipated.

With my cast and my crutches, trying to navigate my way through the party attendees is a nightmare, and every bump of my leg makes me see stars. Then I see two things that stop me dead in the middle of the crowd:

One, I see Gale Hawthorne making out with Madge Undersee in a corner. Huh! It’s safe to say I didn’t see that coming.

Second, my girlfriend looks radiant. She’s laughing at something Jo’s saying; she’s carefree and looks happy and is enjoying the time with her friends. She then looks down at her phone and caresses the screen with her fingers, I guess over the picture on her screen of Prim, Katniss, and myself on her porch steps.

My phone beeps with a new text.

****

Katniss: I’m thinking about you…

Peeta: Aw! Are you? 

****

I answer quickly wearing the dumbest smile ever as I see her reaction when she sees my text.

****

Katniss: I certainly am.

Peeta: And I am certain that you look beautiful tonight..

Katniss: You’re such a flirt. 

Katniss: You don’t even know what I’m wearing tonight.

Peeta: I could ask you for a picture, or I could try to guess.

Katniss: Ok, challenge accepted.

Peeta: What if I win?

****

She snorts and shakes her head. I can see herself blushing while biting her lower lip.

Katniss: If you guess what I’m wearing I’ll allow you to take off that piece of clothing, Mellark.

I raise my eyebrows, disbelieving what I’m reading. It would be the understatement of the year to say I’m eager to win this game.

****

Peeta: If I had to guess, I’d say your hair is in your signature braid and you’re wearing a deep green sweater with a boat neckline falling off one of your shoulders.

****

She gasps, and I push this charade a little bit, enjoying her reaction.

****

Peeta: Specifically falling off your right shoulder…

Her head shoots up, and she starts to scan the room until her gaze finds me. She walks towards me with a happy smile. I’m so entranced looking at her surprised face that I don’t realize a very big drunk boy is heading my direction until he crashes into me. I lose my balance, not used to the crutches and my cast, but before I fall to the ground, she catches me, helping me avoid a very painful situation for my battered leg.

“Hi,” she says, her body fully pressed against mine and her hands on my waist to help me regain balance.

“Thanks for saving my leg,” I say 

“What are you doing here?” she asks, and I detect a bit of reproach in her voice.

“I missed you,” I say.

“Peeta, the doctor said you should move as little as possible if you don’t want to risk a surgery…” 

But I interrupt her and nudge my nose against her hair, inhaling Katniss’s scent. “Don’t be angry with me. I just wanted to kiss you at midnight, for the new year.“ 

I can feel her relaxing in my arms. “I want to be with you also for the countdown, Peeta, but this isn’t safe for you. Everyone is going to get crazy, jumping and celebrating, and I want you to be healthy…please.”

She’s right; she’s totally right, but before I go, I need to do something. I grab her by the neck and kiss her deeply, hoping her taste on my lips will last until the new year. When she moves to break the kiss, I groan.

“I don’t want to go yet,” I complain, kissing her again.

“Well,” she says playfully, “you have to go… but I’m going with you.“ 

“No way, Katniss. I want you to enjoy the party.“ 

“Yes, but I want to be with you. I’ve been thinking about you the whole night, Peeta, and you know me well enough to know I’m not a party girl. I only agreed because you told me about your mum…but I guess you managed to get a cover,” she cleverly deduces.

“Rye.” I laugh, and she laughs with me.

“Ok, then let’s go. I’m driving us.”

Once we’re back at my home (thank God for the bakery rear door), both of us safely tucked in my bed, watching a movie and eating some popcorn that Rye has snuck into my room, l feel Katniss press her forehead into my temple. I ask, "So now that you’ve got me back in my bed, what are you going to do with me?" 

I turn into her and look into those big grey eyes I adore. She smiles and answers before kissing me, “Put you somewhere you can’t get hurt. Happy New Year, Peeta.”

I can only smile and kiss her back, but she stops me and climbs onto my lap, being careful not to touch my injured leg, and she says, “It’s time for your payment of our bet.”

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