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dionvsian · 8 months
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theodore nott meeting the hogwarts cool girl !!
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theodore nott x fem!reader (she/her pronouns)
warnings: reader smokes cigarettes (srry if it makes you uncofortable!).
little note: back to writing! i used to have a blog here and i made the dumbest decision to delete it (i'll forever miss you timothée chalamet's fake instagram posts)
reblogs are appreciated 😁
“are you always this late?” he looked down, studying your face. You could see him taking in every single detail. as he did so, he lifted an eyebrow and waited for your reply. a small smirk played with the corner of his mouth. the kind of smirk you see someone do when they feel they are superior towards you. he did not know your name, at least not yet.
your silence caused him to continue: “I am theo. and you are?"
"I'm y/n"
"pleased to meet you y/n. my father always said that a name should mean something. it should reflect the person being named"
"i'm not really sure what my name means, but i hope is something nice!"
"are you a pure blooded witch?"
"yep" you say nodding
he seems satisfied with your answer. as if you somehow passed a test without even knowing it. he holds his hand out and introduces himself with a slight bow.
"i would say you look like an angel from heaven, but you look more like some punk girl who has trouble getting to class on time"
"i wasn't planning on going to class rn"
“oh! uhm, that can get you into trouble. you know.” he says. then he adds: “are you always so bold? it’s kind of cute.”
"i'm not bold, i'm just me"
he lets out a chuckle. "it’s the same thing. I’m guessing you are just very confident in yourself, hm?” he tilts his head a little and looks down at you. “it’s not a bad quality, and I suppose it makes for a good quality of a friend, don’t you think?”
"yeah maybe"
“you are not the quiet type, I bet. you are the one who likes to get things done.” he smiles, and leans in close to you. "you would do anything to achieve your goal. you must be one of the most popular girls at school. i bet many boys try to ask you out.” and he waits for you to respond. there is a glint in his eye as he stares at you, studying you.
a soft blush spreads on your cheeks "maybe... do you want to join them?" you say flirtatious
he smiles and leans closer, he is just a few inches away from you. you can feel the heat of his breath coming from his lips as he smiles.
“maybe I do.”
he waits for you to respond, just looking at your face, smiling. he is amused at the way you're blushing. but you cannot tell what the reason for that is. does he find you attractive? or does he find you a fool? he seems to be enjoying this a little too much, as you cannot tell what the outcome of this conversation will be.
you look up at him, since he is a bitt taller but you only gives a satisfied smirk
he is enjoying this attention he thinks. he leans in even closer to you and whispers in your ear.
"what are you thinking about right now?”
you let out some of the air that was inside your lungs "to be honest, I was thinking of smoking some cigarettes and painting my nails"
"you’re a naughty girl then. do you smoke cigarettes often?" he asks this in a way that implies he actually cares about the answer to the question. as if smoking cigarettes is a bad thing. or it's not?
"yeah, but don't tell anyone, ok? it will be our secret"
he seems amused by your response. he smiles and whispers again. this time his voice is even quieter
“a secret.” he whispers the last word and he has this smile on his face that says it is not a normal secret. the look on his face gives her the impression he thinks of something not entirely appropriate. “how many cigarettes are you planning to smoke today alone?”
"3? i'm not really sure"
again, he gives you this amused smile, and it seems he is actually a bit impressed. he is not used to seeing someone not care about the rules like she does.
“well, they say you gotta try everything once. you must get into trouble a lot. aren’t you afraid of detention?”
"no, plus I never get caught anyways". you say and smile for him "do you smoke?"
he seems surprised at the question. he shakes his head and says. “no, I have never smoked. my father makes sure i take care of my health. but he doesn’t say anything about my friends. I suppose you would have to hide it from him?” “how does it feel to smoke? will it feel good to try it for first time?”
"I don't want to be a bad influence for you" you chuckle "so I won't answer"
he seems to actually be thankful. as if you just saved him from doing something bad.
"thank you. If I start smoking today. I’s your fault though!” he laughs. then he asks. “what else do you do that is bad? or am I the only person that deserves to know about this side of you?”
he seems curious and even though the smile on his face remains as teasing as ever. you can see the look on his face is genuine. as if he actually wants to know about you more.
"talking about bad habits isn't exactly a good way to get to known someone new"
he laughs again. you notice how good his laugh is. he seems to do it a lot lately. he leans in again. you can smell his cologne when you get this close. “so, you are afraid I might judge you or something?”
he gives you a playful look and then adds: “i already said you were cute. so being a little naughty, does not make you any less cute." he says this playfully, and you can see that smile on his face again. he seems to enjoy teasing you.
you back on a wall of the corridor "it will affect your impression of me" but your heart skips a beat when he calls you cute
he seems to be enjoying the way you are backing up against the wall. as he can still clearly see just how pretty you are. he smiles at you, this time you can feel he is being genuine about the compliment. he gets closer to you though. he really thinks he is in charge here doesn't he?
“well, it only makes me want to know more about you. a girl who smokes cigarettes and isn't afraid of trouble... is a very rare breed these days.” he looks you up and down again. but this time with pure admiration.
"why don't you tell me what are y thinking abt?"
"you really are interested in me aren’t you?” he laughs after saying this. h thinks for a few seconds. he seems to be contemplating whether or not to disclose his thoughts to you.
"fine, I’ll tell you my thoughts. but you better not tell anyone else. I don’t want to lose my reputation.” he takes a deep breath. you can see he is nervous, and he is blushing a little.
he leans in closer and whispers in your ear "i’m wondering if you have ever kissed anyone before.”
he waits for you to respond, the same look on his lips. you sense a bit of smugness in his voice, as if he is convinced you have never kissed anyone before.
"of couse i did".
he seems surprised, and gives you a look. it’s the look a person gives you, when they know they are not in charge. you just gained a lot of power and superiority over him just now.
"what about you? have you ever kissed someone?"
he smiles, his cheeks are red now, and his whole face is blushing.
"y-yea I have.” he says it as if it’s difficult for him to admit it. your response seemed to have knocked him off his feet. his eyes are fixed to the floor, as if he is trying to decide what to do next.
you decide to shoot your shot being flirtatious"do you wanna kiss me?"
he looks up and seems shocked. he blushes even more as you say this, his cheeks are as red as a beet now. your confidence has made him completely speechless. he whispers so only you can hear his voice, while also pulling you closer into him. "may I?”
"yeah"
he leans in and gently kisses you on the lips. It’s sweet and gentle but very passionate. you notice just how soft his lips are.he is blushing as you kiss, and so do you. his lips are soft and smooth, you feel them against yours and you find the experience very calming and pleasant.
you place your hand on his cheek and they get even redder, as he continues to hold his lips against yours. he enjoys the kiss very much.
he breaks the kiss after a bit and looks at you. "that was nice.” a broad smile was on his lips. he looks so happy and full of life. you can see all the tension fall away as his shoulders slowly relax.
"well, i have to go to class now"youi say and unlean from the wall" see you" and you start walking away
"wait.” he calls out when you are already half way on your way to the potions class. "you are not telling anyone are you?”he still has that smile on his face and you can see that he wants to continue this conversation. he seems hooked to knowing more about you. He is obsessed. he wants to know what that "cool girl" energy of yours looks like, and how far you are willing to take things with him.
"of course not. i dont wanna be seen with the spoiled playboy theodore nott" you say and get into your classroom, not giving him the chance to say anything else.
he watches you leave. he is completely flabbergasted and speechless. he is not used to girls treating him like this. he has not noticed this side of you. theo is completely in love now. you are beautiful and mysterious in his eyes. he feels like he got a peek behind the curtains. a private performance.
he watches you leave and then continues to the potions classroom. he is lost in his thoughts, trying to piece together why you acted in the way you just did. you are not like any other girl he knows in Hogwarts. and he wants to know more.
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kookslastbutton · 2 years
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Down Bad ༓ myg (m)
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✑ Summary: "So all the sudden you're quiet. How about I show you what I mean then hm?"
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You want to know why your VP Min Yoongi won't pay you any mind so you march into his office and ask him straight up.
Pairing: vice president!yoongi x fem!reader
AU/genre: smut, office au, pwp, co-workers au
Rating: M, 18+
Word Count: 1k+
Warnings: dom!yoongi, sub!reader, slight manhandling, ass grabbing, dirty talk, edging, penetration, doggy style, degredation (yoongi calls reader slut/whore)
A/N: I cannot get over the yoongi in the banner. He just so ahjjhh!! What a man...ok srry it's 1:28am and I'm loosing it. Anyway pls enjoy :) srry it's on the short side and NO logic at all lmao
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There he was, vice president of your company; Min Yoongi. He was sexy, smart, sophisticated, all the works really. You've been helplessly infatuated with him for the past 4 months or so but he was clearly uninterested.
Yoongi hardly ever talked to you outside meetings or other work related functions. Many times you've tried starting up a conversation with him but he'd always find a reason to scurry back to his work. Frustrating really. You'd assume maybe he had something against you but he was a pretty direct guy. If something was pissing him off, surely he'd tell you.
You swear, if he'd show you even just a sliver of attention you'd definitely ask his fine ass out.
"Whenever you're done day dreaming about Min, I really need those files reviewed and sent back y/n," a voice cut in.
Fuck. Whipping your head around, you spot your manager. "Sorry, Joon" you shift in your seat. "I'll have them on your desk by noon."
"That would be great, thank you." Namjoon shoots a small smile and continues to his office around the corner.
Well that was a bit embarrassing.
You reach for the stack of files next to you and open the top one. You try focusing on the paragraphs of text inside but after three sentences, you're already dazing out. These reports were probably the least exciting part of your job. Endless blabbering on the same things over and over.
You're pulled out of your thoughts when you notice Yoongi's heading your way. You straighten up your posture and mentally prepare yourself before setting your eyes directly on his.
"Good morning Mr. Min. How are y—"
And he's gone. Didn't even spare you a glance.
You'd think you'd be used to this behavior by now but you weren't. Was he that oblivious to you or was he actually ignoring you? Irritated, you get up from your seat and follow him.
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Yoongi had just stepped into his office when he sensed a presence behind him. The distinct perfume let him know it was you.
"Y/n, what can I help you with?"
You march in front of him, hands on your hips. "Do you have a problem with me?"
"Excuse me?" He's taken aback by your aggression but doesn't show it. His voice remains neutral and his stance is relaxed.
"I said, do you have a problem with me? I just tried saying hi to you just now and you completely bypassed me."
Yoongi sighs but says nothing. His hand grabs the edge of the door and closes it shut. "Listen," he starts. "I'm sorry I didn't greet you back but I've been a little out of it lately."
"So you did hear me?" This gorgeously annoying man.
"Yes I did."
"And all you have to say is that you're a little out of it. What kind of reason is that?"
"The only reason you're going to get because it's all I have. And I'm warning you as your superior to never talk to me in this tone again. Now, is there anything else I can do for you?"
"Yes. You can tell me why you avoid making any kind of conversation with me outside projects and budget cuts. Is that because you're out of it too?"
"Y/n—"
"And how you can't be in the room with me for more than five minutes unless someone else is there."
"Y—"
"Or how you don't even give me a half smile when I try joking with you. Am I that unbearable or something?"
"No, it's none of those things."
"Then what is it because you've been acting like I don't exist for weeks unless it's necessary. Clearly there's something you don't like about me."
Silence again. You're thinking about giving up until you see a slight parting of his lips. "Okay you wanna know what it is?" He drawls. "It's because every time I look at you I can't fucking function!"
Shocked at his outburst, you lower your hands from your waist to dangle them by your sides. "What do you mean by that?"
"What do you think I mean?" He steps towards you, eyes darkening.
You shift in place and bite the inside of your cheek.
"So all the sudden you're quiet. How about I show you what I mean then hm?"
Before you can react you feel your back instantly pressed against the door. Yoongi's got you caged between his arms, chest almost touching yours. He locks the door before gazing back at you. "Understanding yet?"
You stare up at him and shake your head in denial, "I have no idea. I think you should show me more."
"Fuck," he breathes before pulling your waist against his and grabbing your ass with his hands. "Alright, I'll show you everything babe but you're gonna need to bend over for me."
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"Arghh-shit slow down!" Clinging on the arm of the couch, you take in every thrust he gives you. They're merciless but you'd be lying if you said it wasn't making you drunk with arousal.
"What?" He spits. "Now that you got what you wanted you can't take it?"
"I don't kn-"
"You think I don't see you practically burning holes through me at every opportunity you get?" He pushes into you further, hands tightening around your hips. "I'm not the only one unable to function here, sweetheart. And these fucking tight skirts you've suddenly started wearing that barely get you above dress code. Are you that needy for my attention?"
"Yoongi—"
"It's Mr. Min. Now answer me. You're a fucking whore aren't you?"
"Y-Yes Mr. Min." You groan at the pressure building in your stomach. "I think about you inside me often."
"Yeah? Where inside you?"
"In my—ahhhh! My pussy!"
"And?"
"My mouth."
"Where else?"
"My ass."
"Thought so. No way a desperate little slut like you would only want it one place, one way."
"Arghhh fuck fuck fuck!"
"That one went a little too deep huh? Got you clenching already."
"Ahh I'm gonna come soon!"
"You wish."
"What? Yoongi if you—"
And just like that, everything your body had been working up to gets ripped from you. Yoongi pulls himself out of you with a devilish smirk on his face.
"Can't have us making mess during office hours y/n. It's unprofessional." He gets up from the couch and grabs his pants off the floor.
"But we we're j—"
"Don't you have files to get to Namjoon by noon?"
Fucking hell. It's 11:05am.
You let out a huff and glare at the man standing across from you. "You're unbelievable. We're finishing this later aren't we?"
Yoongi tilts his head, smirk still on his face. "Wouldn't you like that." He picks up your panties and holds them up to you. "Mind if I keep these though?"
"No." You leap up from the couch and snatch them from him. Yoongi pulls your body into his in the process and places hot kisses along the side of your neck. He presses a deep one to your lips after.
"This isn't fair," you gasp. "You can't do this to me when you're kicking me out."
"Get those files done and I'll see if I can make it up to you."
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A/N: um yes that was that. Thanks for giving this a read 💜💜 I'd really appericiate hearing your thoughts 😊
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i-love-scarameowche · 7 months
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Birthday..catboy?
Content Warning ⛈️: fluff, gn reader, catboy Scaramouche.
Summary🔎: It's your companions birthday!!
So, you've established that your cat you named Kunikuzushi can turn into a human with ears and tail. And it's his birthday soon! So you have to celebrate of course.
"Kuni? Where are you?" You say walking into your house. You then see a dark indigo haired cat trot out of its house. "There you are, the birthday boy!" You say picking him up and kissing his head. You place him down and walk to your room. You unlock the door and walk inside to change and Kunikuzushi comes in too.
You pick him up and place him in front of the door closing it on him, then lock it. You changed into more comfortable clothes then opened the door and saw a man with a black shirt and (idk what kinda pants srry) pants, and of course the ears and tail. "You locked me out." He said with his ears down and his tail swishing back and forth.
You pet in-between his ears. "I was Changing Kuni." You say. "Oh." He said. "Yea, but can you help me take my groceries out of my car?" You ask. "Fine." He says in an annoyed tone. Its his birthday you should be spending better time with him. He thought.
After bringing in the groceries you tell him "Go to your room and wait while I unpack the bags." He groans at this but complies. "Thank you!" You yell to him.
After unpacking you bring out a vanilla cake (I think he'd like vanilla or red velvet but you can change it to what you want) with strawberry frosting and dollops of vanilla frosting on top. You bring out some blue candles and put them on top. "Kuni! Can you come here here please?" You yell. He walks to you and asks. "What's the cake for?" "For you, it's your birthday!" You respond. "Why." He says. "Its just something humans do." You say and smile at him. "Okay..." He responds. "Do you want any cake? If not it's good I can eat it all." You say. "Sure I'll have some, I guess.." He says and you cut the cake. You take out a plate and a fork and put a piece on it. "Try some!" You say and smile while handing him the fork. He takes a little piece off and eats it. He chews, and swallows. "It's not, that bad.." He says.
"Good, but if you want something different for your next birthday please tell me." You say and then a huge smile forms on your face. "Now it's time for presents!" You walk into your room and get 5 present boxes. "Here, open them!" You say. Kunikuzushi hesitantly walks to them. He uses his sharp nails to cut through the wrapping and then the box. He looks inside and sees a Nintendo switch. "Hm.." He hums. "What's this?" He asks. "It's a gaming console, (I'm pretty sure) you download and play games on it!" You respond. "Okay." He says. "Is the box a gift as well?" "If you want!" You say and he smiles evily wanting this box for his collection.
Time Skip to the last gift cus I only have like 5 minutes left to write this and I'm coming up with it on the spot.
He finally starts to open the last box he cuts the wrapping paper and takes it off. Then he cuts through the box and looks in and sees two dolls. Kunikuzushi picks them up and realizes one looks like you, and the other one looks like him. He slightly smiles. "So you wanna watch TV now? You can choose what we watch." You say and he say "Yea." You both walk to the couch and sit on it. You hand him the remote and pet his hair.
"So what was your favorite part about this?" You ask the movie playing in the background. "The presents." He says almost immediately and you smile. You lay on his shoulder and close your eyes. Once Kunikuzushi knows you've done this he smiles and lays his head on yours, he couldn't let you see him smiling, right?
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justgrey · 9 months
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hihi!! I hope youre having a good day! May you please do headcannons of medic with an AFAB! s/o who sometimes gets very paranoid and has very bad intrusive thoughts and gets scared of them? Thank u sm!! Srry if it doesnt make sense.
Yeah sure! I myself haven't had many intrusive thoughts for a while so if feedback is necessary, please give me some and I'll make changes accordingly 🙏
Also my requests are open lol, please request. I'll literally write whatever 😭
Medic x Reader with Intrusive Thoughts - Headcannons (Romantic intended but I dunno)
Warnings : Intrusive thoughts
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I reckon that Medic himself deals with intrusive thoughts. Although he's been dealing with them for so long that he's just learnt to push them out of his head and focus on something else like feeding and playing with his doves.
Actually, it's either that or they make him just as paranoid and scared as you which leads to self destructive behaviour. He's quite clearly lost his mind so it's hard to predict him and his responses.
Either way, if you have bad intrusive thoughts, he's softer than usual. He'd yell a lot less and be a little calmer to try make you less scared.
He likes holding you when you're freaking out a little because the intrusive thought hit you and he absolutely hates to see you in pain because you mean quite literally everything to this man.
He'd encourage you to tell him what the thought was about but he knows from personal experience that it can be hard to share things like that so he would barely push it and just make it a suggestion.
Medic is not a judgemental man. He's done a lot of bad things and he's aware of that and just doesn't care. So he makes it clear to you that your intrusive thoughts are not something alien and he won't be disgusted by them, knowing that they're just uncontrollable thoughts.
He spends most of his time around you after you tell him that you have intrusive thoughts because he hopes that his presence is comforting enough to atleast help you be less paranoid.
He makes it clear that he knows that you'd never do anything that you're thinking because you're kind despite probably also working as a mercenary with him but if you're not working as a mercenary then he'd still tell you that because he adores you.
He'd do anything he could to comfort you and make you less paranoid. He always offers his help and will make sure that he's always near you so that you can come to him if you need some comfort.
Medic seems like a total maniac and he is in a way but that doesn't mean that he doesn't care about you. He'd do anything to make you feel safe and happy because you make him feel safe and happy <3
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the-musical-cc · 3 years
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It’s Zelink week and I’m a dumbass.
((OK so on the account that I finished and put this on the cue at like 2 am I forgot to source the original.))
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stannienight · 2 years
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Hi, first of all, i love your writing is very good ❤️ And second i don't know how to request so this is my first time.
Anyways, i'm writing a wattpad about Saiki x a deaf reader who has bakery and Saiki visits her every day to talk, and eventually he falls in love with her but he doesn't want to accept it, you know, bc he is a tsundere xd
The thing is i blocked and i don't know how to make Saiki to confesses to her without getting out of character. So could you make a oneshot him confessing to her and how she reacts about it bc it's the first time someone say that to her?
Plss~ you would help me a lot. (Srry if my english is bad, i speak spanish)
hi! i'm slow as hell, but let me just say that i love this idea! of a deaf reader x saiki, i mean, i think that's really cute, and i'd love it if you could send me the link to the fic once you're done writing it <3 here's your request!
for plot purposes, saiki can't hear others' thoughts with the germanium ring on, but can transmit his own!
she/her pronouns 1.2k fluff!
saiki k x deaf! reader (confession)
The bakery feels heavenly to him as he opens the door for the hundredth time- the heady scent of fresh bread and cookies invades his senses, and he stands in the doorway for a second, reveling in it.
Saiki!
Her familiar voice stands out from the rest in his mind. Maybe her mind-voice is just louder, to compensate for lack of an actual proper speaking skill. It's cheery, and immediately followed by an onslaught of more thoughts.
I'm so glad he's here. Seeing him feels strangely nice. Shit, he can probably hear what I'm thinking, right?
Saiki had had to come clear to her about his psychic status, because there was no taking back a thought he had already transmitted. Needless to say, she'd felt shocked out of her senses the first time she heard him in her brain, and for a fleeting second she thought her hearing had come back. Alas, it was not so- but she was glad to have someone she could talk to without fear of embarrassing herself.
He can't stop himself from giving her a small smile as he waves. She ushers him over quickly, mirroring the same smile.
Same as always? she asks. Saiki nods. Usually, he'd engage in more conversation, because he knows how special those moments of talking are to her- but today is different. Today, he's here for a different reason.
Can you take a break? Saiki asks, as she's midway through making his coffee jelly. She looks at him, eyes wide.
Is something the matter?
I just wanted to tell you something. Sort of important. He's trying his best to stay calm, but he has this overwhelming feeling of something he has not felt in a long time- nervousness.
She smiles and nods. Find a seat, I'll be over in a bit. She adds a bit more herself, and he can't help but listen. I wonder what it is. I hope he's not going to stop coming here or anything.
Stop! Hah, he wants to scoff. As if he'd ever stop coming to the bakery with the loveliest coffee jelly in the world, and an unnecessarily lovely owner too. That brings him back to his initial crisis, and he wonders why the hell he's doing this. He could just use his mind control and emerge on the victorious side of things, but... he wanted her to answer for herself. Using mind control still amounts to selfish use.
He takes an inconspicuous seat in the corner, with only two seats, and thinks oh no, this looks like a date, this looks like I've asked her on a date. Then he realises that's exactly what he's there for. His mind isn't working properly- and that's absolutely terrifying.
She walks over in a few minutes, coffee jelly in hand, and puts it in front of him before taking a seat.
I only have five minutes, so make it quick, okay?
He nods, and takes something out of his pocket. She eyes it curiously- it's some sort of silver ring, and he slips it onto his hand.
I can't hear what you're thinking anymore, he transmits. I just want to say something, and I'll take the ring off when you want me to.
She looks stunned, but Saiki has no idea what she's thinking. Before he accidentally blows something up out of nervousness, Saiki takes a deep breath, and tries to gather his words.
I like you. Not only because you make great coffee jelly, but that's also a very good plus point. But I like you. The feeling when I talk to you doesn't go away for several hours after. And I want to do the whole dating thing. I don't know how it works, but I want to do it with you. I've never liked someone before, so I might be weird and stuff. But it's how it is. I don't care if you return these feelings or not. Actually, I do care, obviously. But I won't like, go batshit crazy on you and commit arson or something if you refuse. Your coffee jelly is too good for that.
And then he forces himself to stop, because he's already thought too much. His eyes are trained firmly on his own hands, which rest on his knees. He feels like evaporating. He would do it, if he didn't want to know what she was thinking. He runs through everything he just said in his mind twenty times, trying to recall if he said anything embarrassing, but apart from the arson thing, he reckoned it was a pretty honest confession, if not very romantic.
He startles when he feels a tap on his shoulder, not used to being touched out of nowhere. She's looking at him, and he feels his heart drop to the pit of his stomach. He doesn't know what she's thinking, has absolutely zero clue. He's so used to just knowing what people are thinking that he has no idea how to understand them based off their expressions. She looks a bit red, crap, doesn't that mean she's embarrassed? Maybe she doesn't want to reject me in front of everyone else. I should've done this in private. She points to the ring on his hand.
Should I take it off? Saiki asks.
She nods.
So he does, and at once he is assaulted by multiple thoughts of everyone around him, and he takes a few seconds to drown them out. Her voice rises above them all.
No one's ever said that to me before.
I'm sorry? Saiki replies, trying to have normal responses and not mess this up for himself.
I mean, no one's ever confessed to me. It's sort of surreal, you know? I see it happen in all these TV shows and stuff, but I never thought it would happen to me, because... you know...
Sorry if I embarrassed you.
He's looking away, trying to keep the temperature down in his body, and his attention is so focused on using his pyrokinesis that he can't hear any of her unintentional thoughts, only the ones she intends to transmit, so he still has no idea where this is going.
You did not embarrass me. I like you as well. I mean... if I have to be honest, I think we both know that I don't have a lot of choices. She smiles sadly. But if I did have a lot of choices... I think I'd still choose you.
This makes Saiki so flustered that he actually does end up exploding a cup a few tables away- thankfully it is empty, and no one is harmed. She looks in that direction sharply.
Saiki-san? You okay?
Areyousayingyes? he asks, trying not to burst. This new feeling is uncanny.
She chuckles slightly. Yes. I would like to date you.
He takes a deep breath, trying to calm the swelling feeling in his chest, and extends his hand across the table. Thank you. She places her own in it tentatively, and Saiki tries not to accidentally blow it up out of nerves.
"Excuse me, can someone take my order?" someone calls out from somewhere, and Y/n stands up- Saiki has a right mind to teleport said customer outside, but he restrains himself.
I have to go now, okay? But I'm like... free, after work? If you want to go on a date? She's gone, if possible, even redder.
Okay. Saiki doesn't even want to imagine what he's looking like right now. Definitely not his usual stone-face. I'll come here.
For me or more coffee jelly? she asks jokingly, as she begins walking away.
Both. I'll see you later. He takes his coffee jelly in hand and turns around a corner to teleport home, unable to keep the ridiculous smile off his face. Maybe Chiyo was onto something about love.
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that’s all, i hope it was okay <3
send me asks for hcs, oneshots, or anything in general, even if it’s unrelated to anime or writing!! saiki k and haikyu for requests <333
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Same anon who just asked about jekyll turning into a vampire during college, so you mentioned there may have been a vampire with the maggot dog. What if said vampire is starving they had just attempted to drink from the dog but I doubt the dog had any good blood left so then Henry passes by gets attacked but the vampire in their hunger turns him, proceeds to run away leaving Henry in pain. Henry then in his first hunger for blood ends up killing some people, when he finally comes back to himself he's so so guilty but he's also just as scared of being captured. So in his guilt he makes HJ7 trying to cure himself of vampirism and trying to get rid of everything he hates about himself at the same time. Also would jasper know that jekylls a vampire? Or would the mint smell that seems to follow jekyll make jasper not notice? Maybe jekyll uses mint as something to hide his vampirism? Along with his other potions he uses for it. On a fluffier note bat like jekyll my beloved I can now imagine Henry hanging upside down somewhere sleeping not as a bat only for a lodger to come across him and scream as one does when they see their boss hanging on the ceiling. Jekyll wakes up falls down and just starts to hiss before realizing the situation. Also maybe jekyll would only appear in maijabis mirrors? Or! Jekyll being invited to some fancy ball but just waiting outside awkwardly because they never gave him permission to come inside. Anyway I'm done now this ask is too long srry I'll be marking it off just in case I get more ideas to share if you don't mind -💉
Oooo! Named anon! Syringe anon my beloved <3 congrats on being my second ever named anon 🎉
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Yeah!! That's pretty similar to what I was thinking actually! It's late, theres no one around, and this vampire is hungry. So they decide to eat the closest flesh around, being a maggot infested days old mutt. But it only serves to make the vampire hungrier. The scrawny weak human, who has a clear smell of exhaustion, but such fresh, warm blood, such a fast heart. He's an obvious target, and he doesn't stand a chance. But miraculously, he survives the attack, at least, long enough for the vampirism to completely run through him
Hmm I dont think he'd make HJ7 actually, this is what, a whole decade before the events of tgs? And with Jekyll only making Hyde eh, 2 years prior to canon? Considering current and the book, I really dont think a young vampiric Jekyll could survive so long with a Hyde, not to mention not having the supplies or money for ingredients. BUT! I think itd be a great extra reason for Jekyll to want to make Hj7 when he does. I mean think about it, Jekyll wants to get rid if his evil, and his vampirism is no doubt apart of himself he considers evil. I mean, in college he killed and ate like 5 fellow students/teachers after his initial turn, so he lives knowing he's killed, that he got away with it, that he could easily, and probably even has killed more people after that, and to live with that for so long, to know he's killed and that he's a "monster" and that hes kept it a secret the whole time. It would certainly strengthen his depression, and his desire to split the soul, to be perfectly good, there's no cure to vampirism once you "die" with it, so all he can do is find a way to suppress it, to hide it
Oh Jekyll most certainly hides the smell of being a vampire with peppermint! More so when Jasper enters the party. But considering Jasper is observant, I think itd be fun to still figure out somehow. Because then for the very first time Jekyll can have someone know about his vampirism. Not only that, but someone who supports him, who tells him he's not a bad person and that he's not a monster. Someone who helps him, and they can even be supernatural buddies <3 with lil bat Jekyll hanging out (hehe) with wolf form Jasper. Oh! Them running through the woods or something with their supernatural speed or whatever and just having a fun time. With Jekyll probably being happy about something related to him being a vampire for the first time-
:0 Jekyll being a funky vampire father figure to Jasper :]
Hehe I adore making characters somewhat animal like when its possible, so yes absolutely, bat like Jekyll my beloved <3
Ha, I bet Jekyll figured out he can show up in mirrors as long as they have dont silver backing. And making sure the society doesn't include any silver mirrors, or silver anything, he gets away with this quite easily as the lodgers adore supernatural creatures. What if Maijabi's mirrors showed his Vampire features while he had them hidden with alchemy or whatever though :0 we really know nothing about how those mirrors work other than that the invisible mice are visible in it. As I cant remember if Jekyll ever shows up in Maijabi's mirrors in canon or not. But I think thatd be fun. And the room is so filled with fog and "souls" with the hidden mirrors being low enough away from Jekyll's face that they simply never notice that Jekyll's reflection has bat features
Bsksnsks oh no XD. Luckily most banquets, from what I can tell, always make sure to invite the individuals in. And hey do letter invitations count? Then "not being invited" would never be a problem for Henry trying to enter a party he was invited to. If not. Than London/ the party hosts can simply assume Dr. Jekyll was reasonably angered about not being greeted inside, and chose to ignore the party for this Horrible Slight Against Him. (In reality he acts more like a kicked puppy) And they never even consider Jekyll being a vampire because "Hey! Not greeting a guest is rude, and Jekyll had every right to leave 😤"
Asks my beloved <3
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how an infj helped me open up and cry like shit and made me feel good
You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say STAND WITH HONG KONG AGAINST THE CCP!
You both like mbti.
Stranger: Hi
You: STAND WITH HONG KONG AGAINST THE CCP!
Stranger: Hmmm. You are the first one who has said that
Stranger: You from India?
You: yea unfortunately
Stranger: Why unfortunately?
You: i hate it here tht's y
You: wbu?
You: where r u from?
Stranger: India
You: awh high five man
Stranger: How old are you?
You: 17
Stranger: High five
You: wby?
Stranger: 23
Stranger: What do you hate about India?
You: omfg u old af my guy
You: personal reasons let's not get into tht
Stranger: Cool.
You: ur type?
Stranger: And yeah. It does make me feel old when I see you guys.
Stranger: Infj
Stranger: Yours?
You: intj 3w2
Stranger: 2w3
You: infj men are so rare lmaoo
You: oh srry
You: r u a man?
You: or a woman?
Stranger: Yes
You: ohhh aight aight
You: so wht do u do for a living?
Stranger: I just graduated. I am taking a year off to clear my head
You: tht's so cool
You: i'm gonna go to therapy after 12th ends
Stranger: Is it that bad?
You: yea..
Stranger: Damn. You in Kota or something?
You: shit u really had to ask tht and now i'm crying like shit
You: nah, im at home normal schooling
Stranger: So why are you crying?
Stranger: You are a man I suppose?
You: nauurr i'm a girl
You: 17 f, intj 3w2
You: aight?
Stranger: Okay. Cool. Intj girls are rare.
Stranger: Anyway what is the source of your sadness?
You: idk myself.
You: prolly cuz i'm unable to do stuff i actually want to do.
Stranger: What do you want to do?
You: end my suffering lol
Stranger: Why are you suffering in the first place?
Stranger: Due to studies pressure?
You: yea exactly !
Stranger: Or peer pressure or parents pressure or something else?
You: it's just tht studies have become so boring and i don't feel like studying anymore but at the end of the day i end up on my study table withouht doing anything
Stranger: Listen. Just relax. What matters is not if you score a particular number or get into a particular college. What matters is if you give your best.
You: yea i'm prolly not giving it my best, u're right
Stranger: Most of the adult life is boring routine job.
Stranger: So self discipline helps you overcome it.
Stranger: In a way brushing teeth is also boring routine job. But do you need motivation to do it?
You: no..
Stranger: You just do it cuz it's needs to be done.
Stranger: Like routine.
You: aight routine..
You: i'll try my best
Stranger: And don't think too much man.
Stranger: You from a well to do family?
You: ig they earn enough to feed me and send my to school, so yea
Stranger: So yeah. If they can fund your college fees too, you just need to relax
Stranger: And do things in a routine manner without thinking too much about the future.
Stranger: The perception of suffering starts from your thoughts.
You: okayy, i've never opened to someone like this, kinda feels good tbh
Stranger: You need to sometimes. Can't bottle everything up.
Stranger: If not, maintain a journal.
You: omfg, u r so nice wtf
You: yea i tried journaling but failed miserably lol, gonna do it again
Stranger: Just like a few lines everyday.
Stranger: Make it a habit and it will stick.
You: thanks a lott mate fr
Stranger: And after all I was in your shoes 6 years ago. So I kind of can relate what you might be going through
Stranger: No problem
Stranger: You aiming for engineering?
You: med school
Stranger: Hmmmm. Cool.
You: ig so, anyways thanks again it really helped me
Stranger: Yeah no problem. Don't suffer too much.
Stranger: This time will pass away soon.
You: yea hopefully
You: thnxx
You: :)
You have disconnected.
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peyoterra · 7 years
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Poems I feel needed shared (this is going to be long srry)
Enlightenment
*How much more pain can you endure?
That's a good question!
How much more would you like?
Would you like that with or without an appetitizer?
You seem to prefer your suffering done,
With a full voicing of complaint.
You seem to have awaited,
The moment of its infliction.
Then you began...
A whining without constraint!
How much more pain can you endure?
How much more would you like?
When did you decide,
That an enduring of it...
Brought to you more dignity?
And enhanced your pride in others' eyes?
How much more pain can you endure?
You seem to enjoy it with cocktails.
Or at least with others,
Who feel their afflictions...
Increases a degree of a perceived patriotism!
And of course...
No end appears in sight for your noble sacrifice.
How much more pain can you endure?
That's a good question!
But I am sure,
When you begin to hold yourself accountable for it...
You will awaken to discover,
The foolishness of your decision.
And those you believed had your best interests...
Kept you in pain to obtain their own gains!
And how much of their gain,
Can you endure at your expense?
That depends on the enlightenment of your consciousness.
And your willingness to seek some answers,
When you have been detoxed from your addiction!
Without the need to martyr or bleed away,
Your right to a peace of mind...
That has obviously become no one's concern!
And this is a lesson,
You aren't the only one...
That has to learn!
*Divided.
Lost in darkness,
To hide are some.
Those in Sun...
Have always walked.
They never run.
Enjoying the exposure of enlightenment!
As those afraid of their own shadows...
Await for messages that deceive,
While those delivering are left pleased.
Leaving the few observing the deeds they do...
Wishing the many veiled in confused delusion,
Spent more time with their heads out from under
Smothering sand and molds they make to fantasize!
Choosing to see things as they are.
Instead of selecting to see them...
As they are told they are meant to be!
-Lawrence S
*You are on the move
Always
On an elevator
Or a belt conveyor
That keeps moving
Steadily and at the same speed
Since the day
You landed on this earth
And this winch or conveyor
Is driven by time
No one else is on your belt
Either ahead or behind
And you are the lone
Passer by in your elevator
Each second
This mover takes you
To a new situation
Unfolding to you
Shocks or surprises
Depending on what you
Have been expecting
Practically the next step ahead
Is in dark
And every thing becomes clear
Once you step in there
Giving you a feel that
It is all-continuous
With no break
And submerging you in a false understanding
That you know every thing that is happening
That will happen and that had happened
Once you move to the next scene
The scene left behind becomes hazy
And you will not be able to
Recollect the past events exactly
But you may remember
Vividly certain scenes and events
Depending on the
Pleasure or pain
With which they impacted you
You are always on the move
And nowhere you are stagnant
You invariably keep nursing
A thought of becoming something
What you are not presently
At that point of time
And never you know
Whether you have become that
Something which you want to
Become sometime before
You keep counting
On the experiences
Of the left behind situations
And you are hopeful of
This being helpful in
Shaping you to that
Which you want to become
You keep swinging from
What you were and
What you want to become
With no time left to you
For assessing what you are
Being aware of
What you are is wakefulness
Being lost in
What you want to become is
Ignorance as
Every thing ahead is in total darkness
Being is enlightenment
Becoming is ignorance
-Bashyam Narayanan
*We're walking together, there's a mention of weather,
But the subject quickly changes to 'Why';
And while we are walking, I'm doing all the talking,
Desperately trying to coax a reply
Why do you allow killing, and Why are you willing
To see your children in despair?
Why are we so greedy, ignoring the needy,
But the 'Whys' dissipate into air
I arrive at the altar, and it's here that I falter,
What words do I use to implore?
I hesitate and fumble, I stutter, then mumble,
Why won't He open the door?
And there was no meeting, not even a greeting,
Again, to defeat I succumb;
No matter my craving, my soul's not worth saving,
The enlightenment just doesn't come!
Then I go to the seashore, looking for recourse,
Could the sand be holding a clue?
And it runs through my fingers, (the memory still lingers) ,
But I can't say I learned something new
I head for the mountain to drink from the Fountain,
Trying to figure out who I am;
But I leave with my sorrow - I may return tomorrow,
But today, I just don't give a damn!
Many times I've said it and I'll probably regret it,
Some night when the guilt's running high;
And once again we'll go walking, but I won't be talking,
I just do what I must to get by
But what can I say now, I'm walking away now,
The river has started to freeze;
I head back to my cave, which becomes my grave,
And my solitude turns into peace
-Lora Colon
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