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dumplingsjinson · 7 months
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List of “I don’t want to be just friends with benefits anymore” prompts
Requested by: Anonymous Request: “Hello!! I’ve been a huge fan of your prompts for a hot minute, and I was wondering if you’d be willing to make a list of “ending (or attempting to end) a friends with benefits situation with the person you’re in love with” prompts. I’d love to see what you do with it if you get to this 👀 Thank you!!!”
“I don’t wanna sleep around with you anymore. I’m tired of being just a body for you to fuck.”
“We’re practically a couple anyway so why can’t we just like… Upgrade to that instead of staying as fuckbuddies?” 
“I’m trying to get out of the fuckzone here.”
“What’s stopping us from becoming more than this?”
“This isn’t what I had in mind,” Character A says, sighing as Character B nips lightly at their neck. “I wanted to talk about us, damn it.”
“I wasn’t going to get on my knees for you tonight.” “…Well, look at where we are.”
“How did me wanting to have a conversation about us end up with me naked in your bed?”
“The more I fuck around with you, the more my feelings for you are getting worse. I don’t know how much more of this I can take.”
“I’m not here just for the sex. At least not anymore.” 
“I’m emotionally attracted to you, as much as I am physically attracted to you. This is to say I don’t only love to fuck you, but I’m… I think I’m in love with you. And, fuck, I never said anything because I knew you’d give me that look.” 
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droopywrites · 6 months
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did you ever did a part 2 to jjk dudes meeting their child who’s from the future?
⋆。Part || of JJK MEN meeting their future kids。⋆
Author's notes: I don't think I've posted it! Considering it kind of left my mind and the old draft is gone, but I did write everything I remember here. Also, it's like 3am and I wrote this crying, not proofread.
CW: Swearing, killing, cannibalism(?) like mention of eating people, children.
Pronouns used for the kids: She/her for Geto and It/its for Sukuna.
Part | (Warning, it's from 2021)
Geto
Starting off strong with Geto.
Definitely another girl. He's such a girl dad.
On a regularly scheduled day like always; it was wake up, talk with his connections, mingle with his family, check on Mimi and Nana, see whatever the hell the non-sorcerers wanted, get greeted by a little girl that wasn't supposed to be on the estate...
What the fuck.
How did she even get here? Why is she here?
Geto would stare at this child in confusion and look around, waiting for someone to claim her.
He has a soft spot for children. Sorcerers, of course. Non-sorcerers, debatable.
So, low and behold this little girl running up to him to clutch at his robes. Him trying to pry her off of him with her relieved cries of "Papa! Papa!" escaping her lips.
Papa?
Holds her by the shirt's scruff like a cat and squints, ready to scold her but pauses when he sees her face.
Because, holy shit, that's literally his twin. And suddenly every rare hookup played in his mind.
But no, she looked no older than 3. He hadn't been with anyone at that time, or ever yet. Not that far.
Drops everything for the next couple of days just to make sense of the situation, only telling his beloved family.
Mimi and Nana fawn over the idea of a little sister but are a bit restrictive if it's not a permanent thing.
The girl didn't speak much except for addressing Geto, the twins, oh and you.
You...?
You.
You.
You, who had just returned from your trip overseas to oversee some tasks involving curses.
You, who the little girl immediately ran to and called "Mama! Mama!"
You, who Geto stared wide-eyed at and surprised as you two tried to settle the fact nothing even happened between you.
Yet.
When that little girl eventually left to her own time, with everything still fresh and confusing, Geto eventually approached you.
Because, well, he wanted to see that little girl again.
After few dates, then a relationship, then marriage. Maybe.
Sukuna
Listen, he is NOT spreading those cursed genes of his pre-human/post-cursed-spirit.
Man hates love.
But, during the Heian period. When some stupid kid wandered into his life as if it always belonged there, maybe, maybe, there was something else in that space in his chest but hunger and his definition of love.
So, there it was. Whatever it was. Standing there with large eyes focused on him with a semblance of admiration and malice.
"What are you looking at, brat?"
"You."
The audacity of this thing. He killed it immediately.
And then it came back. So, he killed it again. And again. And... what the fuck.
This little shit was persistent.
His kid. He doesn't know how. But definitely his kid.
A worthy successor? Fuck no, he's not dying or leaving it as some birthright to a hindrance.
Learning of its origins was pretty interesting, to say the least.
"Not a human? I figured. A curse made from me, huh? Someone weak must hate me so much."
That meant a human parent. Or multiple human parents. Gross.
He wasn't getting into that.
The kid was though.
It often visited this village to... eat? Kill? Fight? Whatever makes it happy.
...
The hell do you mean it was visiting its human mother?
It had a mother? It had a mother that cursed him so much it resulted in a personalized cursed child?
He could see it stare longingly at that woman's village and before he could even kill her, his offspring said goodbye.
"I'll see you in the future, yeah?"
And then Sukuna was sealed.
He probably searched for his offspring in the Modern era.
Author's notes 2: Stopping with these two because it's been a while since I've posted seriously on this account, 2 years? Maybe I've gotten better, maybe not. This was the idea but with updated better minds. Maybe I'll do the others separately again, Yuji, Yuta, Megumi, Toge. Just did the adults first. Doing Choso and Higuruma definitely.
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bratphilia · 6 months
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OMG OMG. i’d die for anything that has william feeling bad amd disgusting, a percert, but not being able to contain himself around the reader ++++ some stress relieving from her if you know what i mean ;))
note ✧.*‎ i never thought i'd ever write william as a sub but i kinda dig it??? like i've said multiple times, his big no is if you're domming him and making him call you mommy, but fuck does he love it when you're on top.
pairing ✧.*‎ steve raglan / william afton x reader
cw ✧.*‎ handjob, blowjob, dom!reader, sub!william
taglist ✧.*‎ @dilfity
synopsis ✧.*‎ your next door neighbor is stalking you, and you dig it.
creep (w. afton x reader)
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william afton, or steve raglan, is stalking you. he's always been a stalker, to be honest. stalking his victims is natural; he wants to learn their routine, snuff out their patterns, their habits, so he knows when the right time is to strike. however, you're different. he's not watching you like he did the others — you're not one of his targets (well, not yet anyway) — you intrigue him.
in your backyard is a hot tub and it just so happens that your fences are built so low that he can see over yours with ease at his towering height. even more convenient, it's the summertime, meaning that hot tub gets more use around this time of year than any other season.
he spends most of his afternoons outside, mowing the lawn, tending to his garden, or barbecuing in the evening, just so that he can conveniently be outside the same time you utilize your hot tub. he wishes there was a silent way he could snap photos, but he already feels disgusting enough watching you all the time.
and that's the other thing, the guilt of it all. with his victims, he shamelessly watched them from afar, not having a care in the world — the only thing he was worried about then was getting caught. but with you, it's obviously different. she feels ashamed deep down inside. it rears its ugly head in the form of burning waves that wash over him that eventually translate into a pool of desire in his stomach. he could come in his pants just thinking about you catching him.
one evening, he hears you go outside, open the lid of the hot tub, and the ripples of water of you getting inside. lucky for him, he was watering the plants in his respective backyard before you got there, leaving him breathing room to just—
he can't help it! his height gives him the advantage of seeing over the fence. he greatly appreciates the view of you bathing, allowing him a side angle of your face and the tops of your breasts. god, he wish he thought to bring his camera with him, but this will do for now. he wants to burn this image inside his head so he can stroke himself to it later but—
you're getting out. already? already. he frowns, disappointed. he ducks his head as you walk over close to the fence to grab your towel that was laying on a bench and slip it over yourself. he pokes his head back up, hoping for a glimpse of your ass. you do something funny, though. you stop dead in your tracks and frankly, so does his heart. fuck. "mr. raglan," you say, back still turned to the fence. "why don't you come over?"
that's how it starts. he's laying on top of your bed with you laying on you sitting on your knees straddling him, his cock is in your hands. "how many times did you think about this?"
"s-so many times," he shivers at your touch. you're completely naked, having answered the door in your towel, then dropping it casually when he entered and closed the door behind him.
your thumb rubs over his tip. "you'd think any normal person would have just started with a 'hi, how's it going?' but you're not a normal person, are you, mr. raglan?"
he bites his lip to stifle a groan, but it only works about halfway. "n-not at all."
he doesn't know what he's saying and you grin at that. too easy. you pump him up and down and his hips buck at your touch. poor thing, you think. he's trying to muffle his noises but you stopm your movements and tell him, "i wanna hear all your pretty noises. want to hear how good it feels, 'kay?"
steve nods, eyes still fluttering open and closed. as you stroke him his groaning becomes more apparent. louder. and it's absolutely delicious. you move your hand faster just to elicit more noises from him and he gives them to you easily.
before he comes, and you can tell he's close because he's practically mewling, you put your mouth his cock and lick. immediately a hand snakes down to grasp desperately at your hair and you welcome it, but don't let it guide your movements. you suction his dick in your mouth and hollow out your cheeks, looking up at him with doe eyes and only encourages his impending orgasm and—
hot spurts of his ejaculate shoot into your mouth. you keep sucking him until he's done shooting into your mouth, but prolong your mouth's stay there to slowly tease his tip with your tongue, making him grunt at the overstimulation, before pulling off. "my turn."
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mousy-nona · 2 months
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About the asking for headcannons post, I have a headcannon that Alastor and Velvette are friends and Vox is jelous
From the desk of Alastor, Radio Demon: 
Dear Velvette,
The weather is absolutely smashing today! I was planning on dropping in on Rosie – if you have time, come swing by for a cup or two. Lots of “tea” to share! 
-A.
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To the desk of Alastor (seriously, what the fuck, A? It’s not the 1900s anymore – stop talking like my grandpa!),
Would love to come to tea. Vox found your letter btdubs. Sorry, didn’t think he and Valentino were going to get it on so early, or I would have moved it. Just letting you know.
He’s giving off real simp vibes, if you ask me. Also, you don’t need to put quotes around tea.
-The Best V
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VoxHotShot: VELVETTE EXPLAIN YOURSELF
TheBestV: omg stop
MothDaddy: what’s going on?
VoxHotShot: WHAT IS THIS LETTER I FOUND ON YOUR DESK??
TheBestV: i have a life outside of you, k?
VoxHotShot: NOT WITH ALASTOR YOU DONT!!!?!
MothDaddy: stop ignoring me 
VoxHotShot: SHUT UP
TheBestV: shut up
MothDaddy: 😭😭😭
VoxHotShot: Where are you?
VoxHotShot: Are you meeting up with him?
VoxHotShot: Get back here right now
TheBestV: youre not my dad or my boss. Butt out of my biz
VoxHotShot: VELVETTE GET HOME RIGHT NOW!!!
TheBestV: nah im good. seeya bitches at home
VoxHotShot: 😡🤬😱⛓️🗡️💥
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From the desk of Alastor, Radio Demon: 
Dear Velvette,
Thank you for a wonderful conversation, and yet another fascinating lesson into the minds of you young folk. Yes, I quite agree that Vox displays “simp” behavior, and I enjoyed you calling him “cheugy” in front of Cannibal Colony today. A “big yikes” from me! As always, I look forward to our next little chat. 
Yours truly, 
-A.
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thewritetofreespeech · 11 months
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Hello, fellow human! Could I request Neptune, Heracles, and Hades' respective reactions to their female lovers' clothing getting damaged/torn (in suggestive parts like the chest) in a fight?
ROR Gods + Lady fighter s/o in a fan service trope
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It happens. Clothing gets damaged in a contest of blades, strength, and just general strength. Their bodies are holy, not their garments. However, if one person makes a lewd comment about their body he will smite them on site.
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Again, it happens. He is much more interested in his lady’s fighting skills than their garments. A person has to be willing to do anything to win; modesty be damned. Quick to go into the arena and drape his cloak over them in congratulations once it’s over. Looking is one thing, but ogling is another.
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Immediately embarrassed for them and tries to stop the match to cover them. It’s meant with the best of intentions. Their honor is just as important to him as anything else, which includes modesty. Makes more of a ruckus about it than anyone else, which honestly causes more attention, and has to be restrained from taking action.
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It's the thought that counts... Merry Christmas from the crew leads!
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goosita · 4 months
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dying to know ur thoughts w billy x reader who is naturally pretty confident & outspoken, who gets fairly shy around him and him only. would he be smart enough to piece the reasons why together himself, or would he need to be hit over the head before he realized and got the biggest ego boost ever? ps i love ur account lol <3
listen. billy isn’t stupid per say, but he’s also not the best at picking up when someone’s got a crush on him if they don’t outright say it
he knows you’ve always been pretty outgoing, basically the social butterfly of this side of town. he’s watched you from afar, chatting up just about everyone you come across. people are just drawn to you, and vice versa.
but when he approaches you, suddenly you go quiet
at first he thinks you must not like him, maybe he’s done something wrong or his reputation has preceded him here again
he asks you about your day, how your hobbies are doing, if you’ve read any good books lately, but you get all quiet, giving him one-word answers and not meeting his eyes
he’s about to give up when one day he’s pestering you and he notices the way your eyes are transfixed to his shirt, unbuttoned down to the dip of his sternum to try and not overheat in the southwest sun
your cheeks are stained red, and not from the temperature outside
it is at that exact moment that billy realizes why he can’t seem to get much of a reaction out of you at all
it’s because you not reacting is one hell of a reaction
and yes, once he figures it out, he’s a menace about it thank you very much
come yell about billy with me !!
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puppy-steve · 8 days
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strawberry wine
real life has got me feeling stressed and uncertain so, naturally, i started thinking about a previous fic, which can also be read here
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The kitchen’s dark, save for the light above the sink. Steve is elbow deep in soapy dish water when the radio on the china hutch behind him clicks on, a soft country ballad trickling into the quiet space. Arms wrap around his waist and Steve huffs a laugh as he reaches for the dish rag to dry his hands.
He turns in Eddie’s arms and is met with an expression that’s so open and full of love. It still catches Steve off guard sometimes, still not used to being loved by someone who proudly shows all of his emotions on his sleeve.
Eddie takes Steve’s hand in his as they sway in the dim light. Steve buries his face in Eddie’s shoulder and closes his eyes, letting him take the lead.
I still remember
When thirty was old
My biggest fear was September
When he had to go
The lyrics are like an arrow in Steve’s stomach. He grips Eddie’s shoulder tighter and presses closer to him as they continue to sway in the slow circle. Eddie just rubs a soothing hand up and down his back.
A few cards and letters
And one long distance call
We drifted away
Like the leaves in the fall
Doesn’t mention the tears seeping through his shirt or the way Steve’s shoulders wrack with silent sobs. Eddie presses a kiss above his hair and holds him tighter while he croons softly.
Strawberry wine and seventeen
The hot July moon, saw everything
My first taste of love
Whoa, bittersweet
“I don’t want you to go,” Steve admits against his shoulder, feeling a bit like a child throwing a tantrum. He thinks he’s allowed to be a little selfish when it feels like his whole world is being ripped away from him.
Robin’s transferring her community college credits to a state school after her gap year ends and the kids are a month away from graduation and starting their own college journeys.
Corroded Coffin’s been noticed. Their gigs at The Hideout have been growing ever since Eddie’s name was cleared and the murder charges were dropped and there was an actual scout at their last one. Talked to the band and showed them a pretty picture of fame and fortune.
And a way out of this cursed town.
And Steve? Steve has no idea where he’s headed in life. He gave college a try three separate times after Vecna and dropped out each time after a semester. Too stupid to understand what his professors were talking about and unable to keep up with the workload while also working full time.
What good is he if the world isn’t ending? If he isn’t being the protector, the body they need when shit goes sideways (it always goes sideways.) His parents were at least kind enough to pay off the mortgage and cover the utilities for at least a year before they fucked off to God knows where, but once that’s up? Family Video only pays so much and he’s definitely not being paid to drive the brats around every weekend.
“I know,” Eddie says, because they’ve already talked about it. The band’s been invited up to Chicago to meet with label executives next month to let them hear some samples of their music, and that means the possibility of signing a contract and finally getting their big break.
Steve is so, so proud of him.
He’s also so, so lost.
They’ve stopped dancing. Eddie is still running his fingertips along his spine comfortingly. Steve sniffs and pulls back just enough to look at him. His boyfriend has opted for a flannel over a band t-shirt today. Steve fiddles with the collar and doesn’t meet Eddie’s concerned eyes.
“But you have to go.” He sounds like he’s trying to convince himself. “I can’t hold you back from something you’ve waited your whole life for.” He gives Eddie a smile that doesn’t reach his eyes. “Corroded Coffin is your baby.”
Eddie cups his face and frowns. “You’ll always come first, you know that, right? Even if I’m on the other side of the world, as soon as you say the word, I’ll come right back to you.”
Steve does know that, and it scares the absolute shit out of him. Being loved so completely and unconditionally. It’s been almost three years and he’s is ashamed to admit he’s still waiting for the other shoe to drop, for Eddie to wake up and realize he could do so much better than a washed-up has-been who peaked in high school.
For him to realize that Steve Harrington isn’t actually a good dude after all.
But he wants this thing with Eddie to last longer than three years. He wants forever with him and he can only hope that Eddie wants the same. So he swallows down his insecurities and self doubt and leans into Eddie’s space, pressing their noses together and taking the lead of the dance this time.
“I promise not to call too often, then.”
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lexosaurus · 8 months
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THE MOON'S HAUNTED
Damn that sucks for the moon someone should call Jack Fenton about it
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a-s-levynn · 2 months
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Tiny Token compilation
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The Moscow Concert Hall, located in Russia, was attacked by multiple gunmen a few days ago. ISIS has claimed to be behind the attack, and the death toll is currently upwards of 130. The EU and other nations have condemned the attack.
Live guardian article.
Sky news article here.
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kirby-the-gorb · 4 months
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hewmitcwaft · 9 months
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HEY! HEY!!!!!!!!!!!!! TELL ME ABOUT PIXANDRIA!! DO U HAVE ANY BRAIN THOUGHTS ABOUT THE ANTHILL?!
OH BOY DO I !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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headcanonthings · 9 months
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quanblovk · 7 months
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project-sekai-facts · 7 months
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Oops I guess it's time for a new question the. Let's go with:
Five 2 stars to be given a costume
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ooh tough one, but i think i'll go with these 5. that shiho is probably my favorite outfit from that entire set i'm so annoyed it doesn't have a costume
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