#uh oh listening to beautiful pain again i don't like where this is going At All

[born-to-lose]

It's a mental breakdown *du du duuu duuuuu du du du du duuuu"

#i'm fucking crying and shaking and breaking down and scratching cause i don't have any sharp objects near #i just wanna fucking die and rip my heart and brain out #why am i such a fucking clingy annoying overthinking stupid panicking anxious depressed bitch #i don't know how many times i've used the exact same text as a vent post but here we go again #maybe i'll throw up and bang my head against the bathtub until i can't think #once again where's my paracetamol and alcohol i'm not even kidding rn i feel so fucking horrible #uh oh listening to beautiful pain again i don't like where this is going At All #the fact that i got my period today and my cold won't go away even after four days doesn't help i feel even more like shit now #tw self harm #mel talks

[fictionplumis]

Listen, I know Dream winning his duel with Lucifer with hope is like... A BIG DEAL and super symbolic and beautiful, HOWEVER I have something that may not be better, but would definitely be FUNNIER. 

Dream loses. He's been locked in a bubble and had his hopes dashed again and again, even though he's still fighting and still hopeful, it's harder for him to reach that and it doesn't come to mind in time for him to win against Lucifer. He's to stay as a servant in Hell and there's no Endless or divine being that can or will come to his aid. He's trapped. Again. 

Only Matthew isn't Jessamy, Matthew knows when the best way to help is a tactical retreat to gather reinforcements. So that's what he does, going immediately to Luciene like, "Hey, so, uh..." And there has to be some way they can help him! Luciene makes it clear that none of the dreaming denizens can. None of the Endless can, no deity would be of any help there against Lucifer. There are Old Laws dictating that Dream lost fair and square and no one can interfere with that. And Matthew's like, "Well what about someone who can challenge Lucifer to win him back? Someone not bound by the Old Laws?" 

"The only beings not bound by the Old Laws are humans. There's no human--" 

Except there is. There's one. One human that Dream would go off once a century to meet, and it's a long shot, but-- 

That's how Hob Gadling finds himself being approached by a talking raven asking him to trek into hell to rescue his boss. "You know, Dream of the Endless? Lord Morpheus?" 

Hob doesn't know who the hell the bird is talking about until Matthew describes him. "Oh, my Stranger!"

"...He seriously didn't even tell you his name?" 

Now, the idea of setting foot into Hell itself to do battle with Lucifer Morningstar is, y'know... Not something he wants to do. He confirms over and over if Matthew is SURE he doesn't have to die to achieve this, because he's not ready to leave yet, and Matthew is like, "Yeah, buddy, shouldn't be a problem." He's lying. He has no idea if it's a problem. (It's not.) 

Hob is like, "Yeah, but... I can't FIGHT Satan himself and expect to win, I AM still human." 

And Matthew's like, "You don't actually have to fight her, it's like a game! But uh... Pretty sure you still feel all the pain and stuff." And he explains the rules, and like, okay, feeling the painful death of whatever kills whatever you decide to be in your round SUCKS, but Hob's been through that before. It's actually a pretty intriguing game, one he thinks he might win. 

See, the way he sees it, it's a combination of the "times infinity" type of game (I love you, I love you more, I love you times two, I love you times a thousand, I love you times a million-- so on and so on) with that counting game where you either say one or two numbers, back and forth with someone, and whoever says 21 loses. Basically, there's one logical conclusion the game is going to reach. Someone is going to bust out the "times infinity" or in this case, "heat death of the universe" or some other completely life-ending thing. And like with the counting game, if you can get your opponent to say specific numbers on the way to 21, you can make sure they're forced to say it. 

There's a strategy if you think ahead enough, and he has an entire walk through Hell to plan it. 

(It SUCKS. He sees Robyn there. It breaks his heart. It's meant to, it's meant to keep him from reaching the palace, seeing his son in Hell, but they don't know Hob. They don't know the grief he's had to overcome in order for him to say, with absolute certainty, that he still wants to live even though it hurts. He reaches that citadel.)

Dream is, of course, horrified to see Hob there. Hob meanwhile is like a jilted exe all, "Yeah, yeah, we're not friends, you stood me up, but I'm still here for you because I'm the bigger person and I fucking care." 

He challenges Lucifer for Dream's helm and their safe passage out of Hell. Lucifer is... Intrigued. She just beat Dream of the Endless, and this human thinks he can beat her when humanity's collective unconsciousness couldn't? His immortality has made him cocky, clearly. So she accepts, and bargains that if Hob loses, he has to give up his immortality. 

There's a good minute where Hob pauses at that and has to really think about whether his arrogant, condescending not-friend is really worth that but yeah, yeah he is. Meanwhile Dream is off to the side. "Don't do this, Hob Gadling. It is not your responsibility to fix my missteps." Basically his version of pleading for Hob to leave and not risk this up until Lucifer is like enough out of you and shuts him up. 

They play. Lucifer starts out with the wolf again, because it's a good starting point to see what direction her opponent plans to take, to get a glimpse into Hob's mindset entering this game. Her plan is, of course, to cause pain enough that Hob will have a hard time thinking, but Hob makes that really fucking hard from the get-go and throws everyone in the room for a loop when his answer is...

"I am the over hunting of the local deer population. Ecosystem destabilizing, predator killing."

Well. Okay. Yeah, sure. Fucking fine. It's hard to kill that painfully. Lucifer manages to come up with, "I am hunting restrictions, nature preserving, ecosystem balancing." 

Hob, by that point, is like, I got this, actually. This might be fun. "I am the expansion of civilization. Forest destroying, hunting law nullifying." 

Matthew, who had been feeling pretty iffy about calling this guy in to help, is no longer questioning that choice. Dream is a little starry-eyed. 

Eventually Hob is the head of the Home Owner's Association. Lucifer is a bear, scrap hunting, person killing. Hob is family, revenge-seeking, bear euthanizing. Lucifer is Pride, argument starter, family destroying. Hob is friendship, blood covenant, thicker than womb water. Lucifer is jealousy, friendship rending, relationship ruining. Hob is personal growth, jealousy ending, apology giving. Lucifer is relapse, progress destroying, confidence killing. Hob is perseverance, step taking, progress rebuilding. On and on until finally Lucifer decides to end this the way she did with Dream and Hob leads her along until it reaches that natural conclusion, the death of all. 

Now there's some temptation there to go with the obvious, since he can't die even if the universe was destroyed. At least he doesn't think so. But he had already decided that it was an obvious choice to go for and he could think of a few clever ways Lucifer might get around that. So instead, Hob goes the far better choice and personal insult of being God, universe creator, life giver. He's very proud of himself when the demons erupt into boos and Lucifer looks about ready to rip his fucking throat out with her teeth. 

The way he sees it, there are two choices for her there, unless she really pulls something unexpected out of her ass. Option one is the whole "what's a god to an atheist" thing in which Hob would have then been a miracle, faith affirming, god-proving. Not much can destroy a miracle. 

But Lucifer, livid and prideful, goes with option two. "I am Lucifer Morningstar, God defying, His Kingdom ripped sunder!" 

And Hob has the absolute glee to grin and go, "I am Hob Gadling, clever, death defying, and triumphant over Lucifer Morningstar."

He and Dream are promptly kicked out of Hell on their asses, Dream's helm is thrown at his head with a force strong enough to break the sound barrier, and the gates are slammed shut behind them. The whole thing is so humiliating that Lucifer has to change their gender and moves to LA to open a nightclub.

#the sandman #dreamling #dream of the endless #hob gadling #morpheus

[momotorin]

heya @idlesana i have news to say

gp! professor!sana is the sweetest, most responsive professor you've ever had. it's so crazy that she's patient with everyone, especially you. she knows that you've been having difficulty with her class, and makes sure that you're understanding and passing everything.

she's been too patient with you and you just can't help but to adore this absolute glory of a woman— kind, beautiful, and fuck does she know how to make you sit.

well, it wasn't your fault to miss her class. it was your best friend's party, and she's your first class, so you went to her class, half-awake, half-sober.

that was the only day you saw miss minatozaki mad. (and fuck, she's hot.)

after the class, she makes you sit, stares at you with her glasses resting on the bridge of her nose and looks through it with literally the angriest (hottest) version you've seen her.

"you're late, y/n," she stood up, hands on table, still looking at you. "it's your first class of the first semester yet you're here like some drunk fuck."

"so what?" you sighed. "miss sana i do appreciate the comcern but you can't j-"

"what do you mean by i can't just?" she inches closer to you, sitting just on top of the table with her eyebrows creasing in the middle, in anger with what you just said.

"you've said it before to me," she lowly chuckles. "you," she points at your chest. "cannot," she does it again, a little more forcefully. "pass," you try to make her stop, but you just froze at her reaction. "this," she looks at you. "fucking class," she presses, a little more to make you feel a certain pain. "without me."

"i mean it's just a reaction since you've been really helpf-"

"did you think i'm just supposed to be helpful to you all the time? dumb bitch." her hands are now on both sides of your chair, looking down on you. "not even trying to listen to me, just busy with her shitfaced hangover."

"miss min-"

she puts a finger on your lips to shut you up. "don't even try to reason it out. where were you last night? out being fucked by some girl, drunk, on the streets? you look like you'd be the type to."

"no, for fucks sake that was my best friend's party," i chuckled at her. "just got really drunk and it must happens th-"

"another worth from your filthy mouth or i'm going to punish you."

you just nodded, feeling her backing away from you.

"let's make a compromise," she sighs, leaning against her table once more. "let me fuck you like little bitch you are, and i'm going to help you pass. hell, i'd even retell the whole lesson when you're fully sober. deal?"

you couldn't stop yourself, so you stood up to take her into a kiss, deep, passionate, as your tongues clash with each other.

"oh, um," you pulled away, seeing sana display a smirk. "uh.. sorry i-"

"don't be," she chuckles as she held your cheek. she comes close to your ear, whispering, "bend your ass over for me on the table like the little slut you are."

you did, as told, and she pulls down your pants, leaving you in your red, lace panties.

"pretty," she chuckles, tracing her hands on the pattern that drew along your ass. "who's got you dressing up like this, hm?"

"i just didn't have anything lef-"

"i told you, dumb slut," she faces you again, now removing her tie from her neck, pulling it to tie on your wrists. "no talking until i say so. got it, baby?"

you just nodded, complying with her condition. she unbuttons her white dress shirt, slow, teasing as you just watch her get undressed infront of you.

she humms, finally removing her shirt, unclasping her bra. she then moves on to her skirt, revealing a skintight compression boxer underneath.

"fuck," she grunts, hurrying to move the boxers to free her 10 inch cock. "hmm," she sighs, finally removing the length, so hard and ready that you heard it slap to her stomach.

"open up," she held you by the cheek, making you look up at her. "be a good girl and suck mommy's cock." she says, tapping the head on your mouth, forcing you to open. you opened your mouth for her, the length and girth consuming until the tip of your throat, choking you. she puts your hair in a makeshift ponytail as she ruts her hips, not even letting you room to breathe.

"fuck, so tight," she grunts once more, fucking into your mouth faster, making you gag on her cock. "can't take it all, hm?" she teases, making her thrusts slow but forceful.

"take it," she sighs, cumming in your mouth, pulling out to let herself see you receive her cum. "swallow, baby," she said, putting a hand on your cheek. "be a good girl."

you swallow, looking into her eyes like pleading to remove the itch between your thighs.

she then moves, going to your ass, spanking it hard enough to make you yelp.

she pulls your panties down, seeing a trail of wetness that had formed. she kneels and spreads your ass cheeks apart, letting herself see your wetness, so ready and inviting.

she licks a stripe from your clit, to your slit, making her tongue taste your arousal and need for her.

you whined, and received another spank, removing her tongue away fron you.

"so desperate," she lowly chuckles as she stood up, lining her length to your wet, needy little pussy. "i bet you're going to be so tight and warm for me, huh."

she inserts herself in an instant, her full length and girth stretching you whole. "fuck!" you screamed in shock.

she giggled as she leaned to whisper on you. "bet it's your first time to be fucked like this, huh."

you just nodded as she thrusted, slow, getting used to the tightness of your cunt.

"fuck, maybe it's your first time," she says. "is it?"

"yeah, ah," you moaned, tearing up as the stretch was really painful, but her being so deep inside you brings you some kind of pleasure you couldn't explain. she lets you hold onto her hand, as she thrusts in and out of your wetness, slow, gentle, trying to get you to be a little loose. "more."

"yeah, more?" she says, now her hands are placed on both sides of your waist as she builds up her speed. "if you're going to behave, and be my little cocksleeve, i'll give you the most, hm?" she whispered, letting herself succumb into your tightness.

safe to say her best was to let you go down the hallways limping.

#twice #twice smut #twice imagines #sana imagines #sana smut #sana

[tytarax]

Dance of the Damned

It had been a very hard week for ______, she had to catch up on her work. Therefore, she did not visit heaven or hell as such. No one had communicated with her in all this time, so her boredom was monumental, as well as a tiredness that she had not felt in centuries.

She decided to sit for a moment in her favorite chair in the living room of their cozy house. The radio was off, which seemed strange since Al usually left her some music to fill the loneliness, but nothing... there was only silence... Thinking about Alastor, she looked at the photo next to the radio, in which the two of them were. Photo taken 2 months after Alastor arrived in hell.

90 years ago…

BANG

A very loud shot rang in _____'s ears, but this was not just any shot at just any random person. Someone killed one of the most famous serial killers of the time in New Orleans by a gunshot to the head.

At that moment the woman was going to collect the souls of small children in a hospital, but she preferred to go first with this famous murderer.

_____: I can't let a lost soul like his terrorize the living... it's better if I take him away now.

Arriving at the scene of the shooting, she found this man lying on the ground, Alastor, a famous radio host, murderer, and practitioner of cannibalism and voodoo. His soul had not yet detached itself from his body, surprisingly. But that wound on her head looked painful, so she _____ decided to end his well-deserved suffering, causing the separation between soul and body.

Finally, he opened his eyes, having a confused look... but she was even more confused when she saw the big smile plastered on his face.

Alastor: What just happened?

_____: Um… hello… Alastor

Alastor: Hm? Oh, how are you dear! What is a beautiful lady like you doing here today!

_____: Yes, how are you... you just died from a shot in the head... I am death, and I have come to take your soul.

Alastor: Well, that is interesting! Who knew that death itself would be a beautiful woman!

_____: Sure… you know where you're going, right?

Alastor: Hm? But of course, darling! I'd be surprised if you took me to heaven!

_____ was more than confused, but what a strange attitude this man had. In her entire existence, she had never found someone so relaxed about his death. Well, Jesus was one, but that's another story. Coming back to reality, she noticed that the man's smile had gotten a little smaller, but it didn't disappear.

Alastor: Before I go, dear, could you do me a favor?

_____: A last will? Yes, I don't see why not...

Alastor: Could I see my mother one last time?

_____: Uh… sure. Lead the way, I'm not sure who your mother is.

Although it is understood that she has very extensive knowledge, she does not have knowledge of the relationship between all human beings.

_____ escorted Alastor to his house, where there were some men at the door, and who seemed to be his mother also at the door.

Alastor's mother was an elderly, dark-skinned woman with a very humble face. But at that moment, she was more than devastated, it seemed that she had just received the news of the death of her son, it was moving even for _____. She looked up at Alastor and was surprised. She wasn't smiling… That pleasant and disturbing smile was gone.

When the men left, the woman fell to the ground, she was crying her eyes out. After all, a mother shouldn't watch her child die, it was usually the other way around.

Alastor's soul approached her mother, and he knelt beside her. _____ moved away a little out of respect for the moment. But she couldn't help but listen to Alastor and the words he gave to his mother.

“Mother, I want to say goodbye to you. Because the time has come for you to walk the path without me. Don't cry, please. I would like to see you smile again. I want you to know that I can never forget you and only the wind knows what you have suffered because of me. There are so many things that I never told you in life, that you are everything I love, and now that I am no longer with you, I will take care of you from the other side."

Alastor gave her one last hug, and although, indeed, he was not physically there, her mother calmed down a little when she felt his presence.

Then he got up, and without looking directly at _____, he told her that he was ready.

_____: It's going to hurt a little, it's a long fall – she said as she opened the portal to hell.

Alastor, without saying more words, crossed the portal, and _____ stayed there, looking sadly at the woman.

Giving a sigh he walked away a little and decided to take human form. Hiding her wings, transformed into a shorter, younger woman with brown hair and gray eyes. She approached Alastor's mother and helped her with what she could.

“Thank you, dear… you are an angel”

After that particular day, _____ returned to his routine work, keeping that woman's words in mind.

The days passed, and _____ checked on Alastor's mother from time to time, she realized that her health was worsening due to the depression of Alastor's death. She was getting worse and worse... until 2 months after their first meeting, the woman died. And it was no surprise for _____ to send her to heaven, she was such a pure woman, so kind and humble.

Taking into account her situation, she _____ decided to go to hell to find Alastor to inform him of the death of his mother.

She looked for him, she asked for him... ______ had no idea what Alastor looked like in hell, the last time they saw each other he was simply a more ghostly version of the human version of his.

Until she finally found him, a red demon, with a very big smile, ears and antlers of a deer. He had grown a little since the last time, but he was still no taller than _____, she has been 2 meters since her beginning.

Alastor recognized her and invited her to his “house." He told her about what had happened in hell, and how he was becoming a well-known demon in the ring of pride. In addition to asking _____ that he always wanted a photo with her, but he didn't have the opportunity. So a couple of pictures were indeed taken, one for Al of her and one for her.

Alastor: And tell me, my dear, what is the reason for your visit!

_____: Well... I'm afraid to tell you that your mother passed away today...

---

And since then... I have not seen Alastor with a genuine smile.

I was inspired by the song "Desde mi cielo" by Mägo de Oz.

@lofasofabread

@randomgurl2326

@22carolina08

@luleck

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[selineram3421]

*listening to sounds that make me see color* 🌟💫🌱☔🌈🌤

Into The Digital Void

Part 1

Prologue

TADC X Reader

Warnings? ⚠

⚠ family friendly (%$👀!#), italics = thoughts, all caps for screeching/screaming/loud thoughts, mention of headaches ⚠

Floating in the darkness.

Then all of a sudden you poofed into existence in a vividly bright new area.

"Ah!", you closed your eyes at the brightness, covering your face with your hands to make it darker.

It was loud, there was music and strange noises all around you. It was overwhelming and you just wanted to crawl in a hole and stay there. And it felt weird too.

Where am I? What's going on? Why is it SO LOUD!?

"Whoa, whoa! Cut the music!", someone said and a record scratch followed soon after.

"Oh great, another one.", another voice said.

"Are they...alright?", a different voice asked.

While they were chatting you were spiralling in your thoughts.

WHERE AM I??? OH GOD I FEEL TERRIBLE.. I THINK I'M GOING TO PUKE.

You flinched at someone placing a hand on your shoulder.

"Hey..you ok there?", a soft voice asked.

Then you noticed the room had gone quiet. Taking it as a sign that it was 'safe', you peek out through your 'fingers' and see a worried looking jester.

Kind of.

Everything was still bright and you had to blink away the pain it caused.

"It hurts..", you mumbled and rubbed your eyes. "Where am I?", you ask, now squinting.

"You are in THE AMAZING DIGITAL CIRCUS!!!", the first voice you heard belonged to a set of teeth with eyes.

You stood there confused.

...

"What the %$👀!#?", a silly noise came out when you cussed. "Wha-?", you moved your had to your throat confused.

"Don't try it, you can't say any curse words here. Trust me, I've tried.", the jester next to you says with a sigh.

"Oh they tried all right.", a voice comments.

Looking around you notice the other weird characters in the room.

"Ok..", you say and calmly clear your throat. "WHAT IN THE DILL PICKLE IS GOING ON!?"

You ignore the rabbit's laughter as you glare at the colorful characters. Also taking note of the random pile of pillows and..a bubble with teeth?

"Huh, they sure are creative..", the figure of shapes says and crosses their arms. "You remember putting on a headset, right?"

"Headset?", you repeat and find a vague memory of doing something like that. "Yeah.."

"Whelp, putting on that beauty leads you here.", the rabbit says with a smug grin. "You're stuck with us Pearl."

"Jax, try to be more considerate.", a rag doll sighs.

"Pearl?", you say annoyed and rub your eyes again.

"I'm just happy my comedy mask didn't break again..", a quiet voice says holding said mask.

"Well, now that all of you are done with that-", the set of teeth pipes up.

"Shut it dentures.", you hiss.

Of course the rabbit finds it hilarious.

"Oh Caine this is amazing! Hahaha!", he wipes away a fake tear.

You ignore the group and start to walk away. Only to be yanked back by the set of teeth and eyes.

"Hold on! We need to introduce you to everyone and give you a tour!", they spin you back towards the group.

"Nope, I've had my fair share of social interaction.", you say and try to leave again.

"Great! Now let's explore!", they somehow yank you out of the place you were in and now you're outside. "My name is Caine and I am the ringmaster of this digital world! The tent is where you stay and play! With a multiple amount of activities for-"

You decided to ignore him, taking note of the important bits and pieces. Getting transported to the void before being taken back to the tent.

Feeling worse than earlier, you held your head and leaned against the pillar nearby with your eyes closed.

"Lets get to today's adventure!", Caine says cheerfully.

"Uh, shouldn't we give them a little more time to settle in?", you hear the rag doll say.

"That's what the adventure is for~"

That basta-

"Right you are Jax!", Caine agrees. "Today's adventure will be simple! Since our new friend here is more on the sensitive side, it'll be like the quiet game!"

"Did somebody say there's an insect collection?", a new voice says.

"You'll have to make sure to keep quiet and find a new hiding place every so often. Today's creature is blind but it has good hearing!", the ringmaster says.

After feeling the headache dull, you squint your eyes open and notice that the set of teeth floated up higer.

"Hide from the Glorishtou!"

"What kind of name is that?", you ask.

"Oh yeah, we don't know the newbie's name yet.", Jax says.

"Too late! Now go before you're captured! Good luck!", Caine says before disappearing with a poof.

You sigh and start to walk away.

"Wait a second!", the rag doll runs after you.

"What's going on again?", the new voice you heard says.

"New person Kinger, keep up.", Jax replies.

"Didn't Caine say that today's creature had really good hearing?", the rag doll says nervously.

"So? What's the worse that's gonna happen-"

As soon as he says that a giant yellow beast jumps down and snatches the purple rabbit, catching everyone's attention.

"%$👀!# %$👀!#!! GET THIS THING OFF ME!"

"Eeep!"

It growls before running off.

"Well Jax is as good as dead."

You just stare confused.

Seriously. What IS going on?

There is a huge part of you that wishes that you could have stayed in the darkness.

✨A xylophone✨

~Seline, the person.

Part 2

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[steelthroat]

For the fandom ask game, if you've time with the portfolio ongoing...

10. What's your favourite piece of fanart for Soundwave?

13. What's a character or ship you haven't written/drawn yet but would like to some day?

22. Give us a headcanon for Megatron/Jazz. (the template specified a single character, so go for either one of them individually if you prefer...)

Heyyy! Yeah just finished drawing for the day because my eyes were begging me for a break.

10;

So... uh it's hard. And i can't choose one

Everything @chamm0y does Soundwave related is like a gift from the gods. Oh, then there was this incredible humanformer/knight(?) Piece by Sarah Stone. My god. Beautiful. There are a couple of artist on Twitter, and I can not for the life of me remember their username aaaaah. If i find them, I'll dm them to you. Ohhh, and a couple of echo garden fanarts were stuck in my mind for ages. I swear. The artists went crazy for that one! Also, the fanarts by @/darlsdraws and @/aldecaver, too.

14:

answered this one but I can do jt again because there are many things I want to write.

For the characters, I want to write Springer, Impactor, and mh also I have a little whimsical idea for Octane >:3

Speaking of ships... uhhhhhh Astrotrain/Blitzwing please they do things to me, they can make each others worse!!!!! They're perfect.

And skywarp/EVERYONE because pookie deserves it :)

Oh and I was also thinking about the elite trine/Optimus. They would bully him to death but in the end everyone has a ✨️good time✨️

And idk I wanna try so many more ships

22:

Okay so:

Jazz: he starts speaking Deutsch to mess with others (especially prowl) sometimes. No one knows why. (Not even I know why, one day it just hit me and I accepted this weird thought. Also I like the thought of him having a weird accent while speaking deutsch)

Megatron: second best dancer other than Soundwave within the Decepticons. I'd like to think Soundwave taught him (i always insert a little sentence that recalls this on my works lol) I think it would be cute if sometimes when they have nothing to do they have their own evenings where they dance and listen to music together as friends :3. Their cute sleepovers where no one is crazy and they just chill out :)

Megatron/Jazz: sometimes they ambush each other. They both like it because they don't know when it's gonna happen, where and what these ambush lead to... either pain or pleasure(or both) [especially if it's still wartime, sweet sweet danger]

#steel answers #thanks for the ask!

[thatgirlstrawberry]

Prompts :)

Hellooooooo! Here’s a list of prompts in case you’d like to request but you don’t know what! OR if you’re a writer as well and you need some inspiration!

I will be adding more all the time

I want him to look at me like this—

ANYWAY HERE YOU GOOOOOO

Dialogue prompts

Fluff

1 - "Just give me your damn hand."

2 - "Why is it that I know everything about you?"

3 - "You did not just eat the last dorito."

4 - "I really like playing with your hair!"

5 - "How many laws did we just break?"

6 - "I don't give piggyback rides to just anyone."

7 - "Stay behind me."

8 - "Don't move! You're gonna break it!"

9 - "Hey! No double dipping!"

10 - "Just kiss me already!"

11 - "If we get caught kissing, we're dead."

12 - "I just cant see myself ever living without you."

13 - ""I've never felt this way before, and truthfully it scares me. But, the idea of never trying scares me even more."

14 - "Is that my shirt?" "You mean our shirt?"

15 - "No matter how much time we've spent apart, I never stopped loving you."

16 - "I can braid your hair for you- I mean, only if you want."

17 - "Don't go on that date." "Why?" "You know why." "Say it."

18 - "What are you doing here?" "I wanted to see if you were okay."

19 - “You couldn’t handle me even if i came with instructions.”

20 - “Next problem… we might die."

21 - "...Did you just sniff me?"

22 - "You're bleeding." "No shit."

23 - "Close your eyes and hold out your hand."

24 - "Where are we going?" "It's a surprise." "I hope the surprise involves food."

25 - "I can't stand you!" "Then sit down."

26 - “I am nothing if not consistent.” “Yeah, a consistent pain in my ass.”

27 - "What happened to your hand?" "I hit my hand on something." "On what?" "Your ex's face."

28 - "I heard that!" "You were supposed to!"

29 - "I've been thinking-" "Uh-oh"

30 - “For the most part, I am, in fact, an idiot. But I fully admit to it, which should count for something.”

31 - "Why are you creeping outside my bedroom window?!" "I thought it would be romantic if I climbed up here." "You gave me a heart-attack!"

32 - "I hate that I let you convince me to do this"

33 - "You said you wouldn't fall in love with me." "I lied."

34 - "Let me take care of things for once, alright?"

35 - “Are you flirting with me?”

36 - “if you cry, i’ll cry ─ and that won’t be fun for anyone.”

37 - “you cancelled plans for me?”

38 - “my lipgloss is all over your lips.”

39 - “you ramble and it’s adorable.”

40 - “nothing else matters except for you.”

41 - “You’re such an idiot. my idiot but still.”

42 - “that’s the sixth time you’ve complimented me today.”

43 - “have you ever thought about how much worse our lives would be without each other?”

44 - "my mom would hate you."

45 - "All I've ever wanted was a place to belong. Somewhere I could call home. And you gave me that. Because you are my home."

46 - “Are you… jealous?”

47 - “‘Cause you’re pretty, and you’re smart and you’re... ignoring me, so you’re obviously my type.”

48 - “Could you say that again?” “Were you not listening?” “No I was, I just like hearing your voice.”

49 - “You look...“ “Ridiculous? Stupid? Out of place?” “Beautiful.”

50 - “Alright— where’s the idiot?” “Uh... I’m here.” “Surprisingly enough, I’m not talking about you this time.”

51 - "Sleep over? Please?"

52 - "I don't... I've never... been in a relationship before and I'm going to make mistakes... I just need you to tell me. I need you to talk to me."

53 - "I apologise sincerely if my beautiful/handsome face has kept you up all night."

54 - "Home stopped being a place when you entered my life."

55 - "This movie is really scary, but you're into it so I'm trying not to cover my face the whole time- WHAT THE HELL IS THAT!?"

56 - "You're making it weird, stop making it weird."

57 - "What did you break this time?"

58 - “Okay, well if you’re leaving me for the day then the least you can do is give me a hug before you go.” “I’ll do you one better and give you a hug and a few kisses.” 

59 - “And I thought you were whiney when you weren’t sick!”

60 - “You’ll either take this medicine or I’ll lock you in your room until you’re better.”

Angst/Emotional

61 - “And that makes it okay?”

62 - “We’re you trying to destroy us?”

63 - “When did you stop loving me?”

64 - I’m tired of you telling me that everything’s going to be okay

65 - "Wake up. You have to wake up. Please. For me."

66 - "Forget it. Just like you forget everything else."

67 - "Whats the point in trying if only one of us is willing to?"

68 - “Don’t look at me like that.” “Like what?” “Like you still love me.”

69 - “You weren’t there...why weren’t you there? I needed you! I needed you! And you weren't there!”

70 - “All I wanted was a happy ending.”

71 - "You said you wouldn't leave, and then you did."

72 - "This is the third time you've broken a promise to me, I'm starting to think you are doing it on purpose."

73 - "Whatever you do, do not close your eyes."

74 - "For once in your life, do what you want! Be selfish!"

75 - “I would give up everything for the chance to hear your laugh again. To see you smile. To see you happy."

76 - "I always said I'd die for you." "I didn't think you meant literally."

78 - “You would risk letting all those people die for one person? Why?” “Because it’s not just one person…it’s you.”

79 - "I know you're tired, but you have to stay awake."

80 - "Shh, shh. It's all right-I got you. I got you. Don't fight it, just sleep. There you go. Just sleep now,"

81 - “It’s not like I wanted it to happen!”

82 - "I... I really gotta go-"

83 - "Go. Away. Do something right at least once!"

84 - "You forgot me again." "I could never forget you-" "Yeah, but you did."

85 - “Fine! Get yourself killed! See if I care!”

86 - “I said fuck off!”

87 - "You really wanna fo this now!? In front of them!?"

88 - "Baby, we don't stand a chance. It's sad but it's true."

89 - "They'll never love you like I can."

90 - "I always thought you would try everything before you gave up on us but I guess I was wrong."

91 - "You’ve changed, you’re not the person I fell in love with, you are not a person I can love."

92 - "You didn’t say goodbye, you left a fucking note and thought ‘this will be good enough.’"

93 - "I thought we were in love,  turns out I was just fucking delusional." 

94 - "You knew it would hurt me and you still did it."

95 - "I know what I said, I was fucking lying."

96 - "I hate playing these games with you."

97 - "Be very careful with what you say next."

98 - "I’m really sick of your glass-half-empty attitude-" "Well, I'm sick of you."

99 - "We’re finally getting somewhere and you want to stop?"

100 - "I open up to you and you shut me out." "Because I can't handle your incessant whining!"

Scenario prompts

Fluff

101 - Looking around for the shirt they left at their house; only to find it in a drawer with other clothes and items they've left.

102 - Realizing they were holding hands the entire time the moment they had to let go. (after getting scared, nervous, frightened, etc.)

103 - A game of 20 questions that ends with "Can I kiss you?"

104 - Walking together and it starts to rain, so they grab your hand and you start running until you can find somewhere to escape getting wet.

105 - As they begin to fall asleep, they feel a gentle kiss pressed to their temple and a blanket draped over them.

106 - Getting stuck at the top of the Ferris Wheel.

107 - Holding hands underneath the table.

108 - Her/him teaching her/him  to ice skate/roller skate.

109 - They refuse to leave so they pick you up and throw them over their shoulder.

110 - Shielding the other with their body to save/protect them.

111 - Get locked in somewhere together.

112 - Fall asleep in same bed, on opposite sides, wake up in each others arms.

113 - Pillow talk

114 - Watching a sad movie and they hear their s/o sniffling. They grab s/o's hand for comfort.

115 - They find a love note in s/o's drawer addresses to them

116 - Valentines day

117 - she catches him staring at her, with the most longing look she's ever seen

118 - it's her birthday and S/o has a huge surprise for her

119 - S/o drags her to a party and makes it known that she is his.

120 - She and her boyfriend babysit her little sister

121 - Christmas eve/day

122 - taking a photo of the smiling or in their element

123 - small kisses littered across the other’s face

124 - tracing one person’s lips with a finger before tilting their chin up for a kiss

125 - kissing in a stairwell, giving them an artificial height equality

126 - avoiding each other at all cost, yet somehow ending up together and kissing

127 - she bites him playfully and he looks like the most betrayed person in the world

128 - She pulls him over to her by his belt loop

129 - kisses in which, they've already said goodbye but can't help stealing another one

130 - tending to their lover's wound, placing a kiss on top of their head, grateful they're still alive

131 - the minutes after they had a huge fight and made up

132 - holding hands while sleeping

133 - when they haven’t seen each other for a while and all this time they’ve been trying to stay strong, but when they reunite, they crash into each other’s arms, and completely breakdown

134 - when a character is falling in love, and their love interest is making them smile, and they’re flustered, blushing, in such a happy state of mind that they look to the ground, trying to hide their burning red cheeks 

135 -  tracing a finger across their lover's scar

136 - kissing their lover when they ask why they've been avoiding them, not realizing it's because they're jealous that they've been hanging out with another potential love interest

137 - solid eye-contact, then *gaze drops to lips*

138 -  tying their lover's tie

139 - agreeing to sleep in separate beds but ending up sneaking into each other's to snuggle

140 - After a rough fight, she tends to his wounds

Dialogue [this is all over the place and I'll fix it later so sorry!]

Smut prompts

141 - “ten? i only need five.”

142 - “that was the prettiest sound i’ve ever heard.”

143 - “are you doing that on purpose?”

144 - “keep quiet or someone’ll hear.”

145 - "now this is something that your dad would kill me for."

146 - “lipstick’s a good look on you.”

147 - “this isn’t what i had in mind when i yelled fuck you.”

148 - “i thought your laugh was the prettiest sound in the world. i was wrong, it's your moans.”

149 - "right now? They're in the next room!"

150 - "Why don't you prove to me that your mouth can do more than talk shit."

151 - "is this your first time?"

152 - “as beautiful as you look, all i want to do is rip that dress off right now.”

153 - “Forget the bed… let’s do it right here.”

154 - “If we get caught, I’m blaming you”

155 - "You saw me naked!”

156 - “Can you guys just fuck already?” ~ third party

157 - “don’t worry i’ll take care of you”

158 - “i don’t feel like sleeping”

159 - “why don’t we move this to the bed”

160 - “this feels dirty” “that's because it is”

Fluff

161 - "what do you think our kids would be like?"

162 - "I can't breathe without you so don't go."

163 - "kiss me like you love me."

164 - "bite me... ow!" "What? You told me to!"

165 - "I want to marry you someday."

166 - "Why do we always end up in bed after we kiss?"

167 - "we can do whatever you want just as long as it's together."

168 - "Stop trying to eat the food before its done!"

169 - "Are you flirting with me?" "... you notice now after three years?"

170 - "You're so dumb" *loving/pining look*

171 - "I will never not love you."

172 - "You don't even have to love me back. I just want you to know that i think about you every second of every day because I love you."

173 - "that look won't work this time!" "*gives them the look*" "shit."

174 - “would it be weird if i kissed you? be honest.”   “honestly? yes. do i care? no.”

175 - “just to clarify: me holding your hand doesn’t, like, mean anything, by the way. not in that way, at least. unless you want it to mean something. i don’t mind. that’s cool.”

176 - "I'm scared." "Me too but that doesn't mean I'll run away. Unless you wanna run- do you wanna run?" "RUN!"

177 - "Let me help."

178 - "Please don't look at me like that. I'll never leave this house."

179 - "did you just wink at me?" "w-what? N-no! A bug flew in my eye!" "Yeah sure."

180 - "wherever you go, I'm there. Just say the word."

More scenarios!!

181 - not liking any of the other’s previous partners and finally admitting the reason is because they were jealous or being accused of being jealous

182 - dreaming about the friend in a romantic way

183 - neither of the two caring much for valentine’s day, but being dragged out for a double date with friends

[iamaslutforcoffee]

4819 Cherry Lane Chapter Four

"Oh, darling all of the city lights...never shine as bright as your eyes"

The following Monday

Mondays were not Sage's favorite day of the week. Typically Mondays were no ones favorite day but for Sage this was especially the case considering she knew she would have to face not only Robin's questioning, but also the wonderful stares of the entire Hawkins Highschool female population.

The morning after the lovely Friday night spent in Billy's bed was a quick one. She woke up before he did, gathered her clothes up and made a run for it, scaling her house and onto her balcony just to call Robin and make sure she didn't have to bail her out of jail. After that was accounted for, she let it slip that she slept with someone and Robin for the life of her wouldn't let it go until Sage told her who it was.

Sage looked at herself in her bathroom mirror, checking over the carefully placed makeup on the marks Billy's teeth and warm lips littered carelessly on her skin.

"I look like a leopard.." she mumbled to herself and shook her head.

She threw a pair of sweatpants and a tight motorhead shirt on. She was still hungover, and didn't honest to God care how she looked.

She sat on her balcony chair, her famous sunglasses perched on her face as she awaited Robin to finally pull up so the ruthless (and almost FBI identical) questioning could begin.

Oh, what joy it would be.

The same window she fogged up two nights ago was opened, blaring guns n roses. At 6:30 in the morning.

Sage's pitty sat next to her, staring blankly at the window and not amused of the loud music either.

"I know, sweet girl. He's interupting your beauty rest too." Sage spoke, leaning down to pet her dogs head.

She momentarily jumped, hearing a door slam and arguing following.

Sage just kept her head down not wanting to be noticed for listening in.

Of course, it was Billy and his father fighting again..something over watching his sister and to turn his music down. Billy must of said something because she heard a loud crack, and it didn't take a rocket scientist to know that she heard Billy getting abused again.

"What have we talked about Billy?!" She heard his father scream at him. Delilah perked up at the new commotion.

"Shhh, girl. We don't get involved." Sage spoke to the dog, ushering the sweet animal inside. She sat back down at her spot and looked at the time.

6:45 am.

She read her watch and sighed, she'd have to leave for school rather soon but she wanted to make sure Neil didn't take it too far on Billy.

As if on cue she saw Billy look out the window and directly at her, his beautiful eyes pained and blood running from his nose.

"Do you just like listening on things that aren't your fucking buisness?" He sneered, she simply shook her head.

She wasn't going to respond to him when he was clearly in a bad mood, his reactions were not a issue of hers.

"See you at school, Hargrove. Try not to be late this time" she simply replied.

She stood up and grabbed her bag from her room and made her way to good ol' Hawkins High.

~~

"Sage fucking Delaney! Where the HELL were you?!" She heard screetch from infront of her as she pulled into the parking lot. Robin was something else in the morning, now where she got this mass amount of energy from and if it was legal was WAY beyond her, but she didn't question it.

"If you mean where I was when all hell broke loose, I booked it. You know my parents would have my fuckin' ass if I got arrested" Sage spoke, leaning against her car.

"Oh, I know you booked it. I seen you get into Hargroves car. Care to uh, elaborate on that?" Robin questioned her. Sage simply shook her head because honestly she didn't want to get into what exactly happened.

Robin's lips pursed at her and knew something was up but to spare the juicy details she left it alone, making sure to chalk it down to bother Sage about it another time.

The two made their way to first period, but not without being forced to hear all about the talk of the party.

"I wonder what happened with Billy? He won keg king, the cops came and no one seen him since?" She heard Carol whisper.

"Yeah, he hauled serious ass out of there and peeled out" Tommy replied, his gaze catching Sage's.

"Bet he picked up a random bitch though..." Tommy continued on, smirking. Sage rolled her eyes and they finally made it to their first period class. Go history.

"Seriously, what happened Sage?" Robin started in again, asking her quietly this time. Sage smirked, shaking her head.

"I overhead Nancy and Steve fighting, heard the cops were there and I hauled ass out of there. I couldn't find you " she replied simply. Soon after they began the conversation in walked Hawkins High' newest keg king.

"All hail king Billy!" A couple of the guys spoke. Billy simply smirked and sat in his usual spot, turning next to face Sage.

"If you mention anything..." he started, Sage simply stared him down.

"Wouldn't dream of letting everyone know the new King gets his ass handed to him" she harshly whispered, his cerulean irises not amused with her.

"Meet me by my car next period" he replied turning to face the front of the class again.

"OK somethings up" Robin spoke, quite perplexed at what was happening before her very eyes.

Something was indeed happening, but that was for them to know and everyone else to hopefully never find out.

#billy hargrove #billy hargrove x you #billy hargrove smut stories #billy hargrove x female reader #billy hargrove stories #strangerthings

[seelestia]

i knew you'd have my back 😭 <3 no i totally understand i don't think i can ever get mad at zhongli either-

mutual respect for sure, and yeah i can see him being slightly annoyed but also at the same time slightly amused by the yashiro commissioner's..... more eccentric tendencies. lol

beauty is pain a lot of the times lsdjfklsjdlfkjsdf i am reminded of why i only occasionally use make up whenever i'm out today. sun was out and as soon as i stepped out from the flat i just. gushed sweat all over my face ;;;;;

cyno if you're proud of me come home now in 10 pulls pls n thank u- sounds like a good plan! tbh i would probably skip childe for ayato too if he does get a rerun... but for me it's just bc i like his playstyle better lol oh lia you are simping so hard and i love to see it- /lh

i feel like xiao would be secretly smug about it. first to be triple crowned and first to be fully built... he's basically carrying my whole team and i am so attached to him (+ zhongli ofc) lsdkjflsjdf

lmao yes his weekly boss voicelines and cutscene is burned permanently into my brain atp. the poor child is getting beat up every week.... gosh, raiden lskdjflksjdf that one boss is such a pain indeed ;w;

"we get to see alhaitham a lot" 👀 ohoho yesss that is good news 💗 LMAO that's adorable now i'm imagining you glaring at this tall muscular man with your hands on your hips and a scowl on your face like "aight buddy listen well, i only tolerate you bc my cousin loves you but i swear to the archons if you do anything sus i will- uh- hm- bite your hand!" (camera pans out to see ayato chuckling fondly as he watches you berate al haitham)

new voiceline unlocked: "osmanthus tea tastes the same as i remember.... yet i can only wish i have someone to share it with."

we'd probably talk about how our day went before zhongli launches into his storytelling mode, something about an olden tale lost in time.... and i'll be just sipping my tea as i stare at him dreamily like a lovesick fool (which i am), trying to not drift off from his calming voice- (spoiler: i probably failed)

and now i am curious of how ayalia spends their time in the rare occasion that ayato isn't swamped with work :D please enlighten me <3

zhongli fanarts you say 🤔 i would very much enjoy fine arts yes 🧐

trueee, i think zhongli has gained quite the skills when it comes to handling eccentric people (looks at childe and hu tao). rin jie, you're his last thread of sanity, do not let him down (but i think he'd find your enthusiasm less annoying than the others soft spot).

sweat (derogatory), my worst enemy. i hate sweating sm like it even has a place for itself on my carrd <//3 sweating itself is a torture on its own, but that on top of wearing makeup... noooo 🚶 this is why places with a chill breeze >>> everything. i'd love to go the highlands again 😭 wbu, rin jie?? will you ever go on another vacay some time in the future, maybe?? i hope you could because you deffo deserve it <3 except the jetlag, we hate jetlags here jfjekskdk

HELFPSJDK cyno, please come home to rin jie, you have 5 more days to do that 🙏 if you do get him, i give you all my luck because you'd be experiencing the scarabs horror stories first-hand (/j) but honestly tho! cyno's playstyle is kinda fun with the extendable elemental burst >:) tapping on the visual cues reminds me of rhythm games but less stressful LOLLL vv fun, hehe!

xiao being secretly smug and he doesn't even realize he is 😭 but with the knowledge that the lord he is indebted to is in the same team, the vigilant yaksha will stay beyond humble. his powers can never compare to rex lapis', xiao would state this very, very adamantly and zhongli is just shaking his head with an amused smile.

NOOO, YOU PREDICTED ME. there was one instance where i did say something along those lines out loud to alhaitham on the screen 🚶 instead, it was "i am not taking my eyes off this suspicious ass man. not even to blink." as i proceeded to blink LOLLL ayato would definitely get a kick out of my attempts to jab at alhaitham <//3 but that scribe isn't a man who is easily affected by such things, so he'd either roll his eyes at me or even pointedly ignore me 🤨 a great one to study, not much to interact with. (/lh)

I CAN SEE IT <3 it's a shame you fell asleep, that look of adoration on zhongli's face as he gazed at you would've melted even the coldest of hearts. the tales can wait another time, he'd rather cherish this precious moment first. (cue me cheering in the background somewhere)

you're not wrong about the rarity of those occasions — so much so that i stifle a laugh every time i look at the sheer hidden relief on his face after his work is finished; but if i do, he'd pinch my nose and call me a sadist, hehe. as for how we'd spend time when he is not swamped with work, relaxing walks are a default routine! walking side by side, my hand on the crook of his elbow, just casually chatting <3 maybe we'd take a few adorable dogs along with us too?? hehe. on the contrary, even when ayato does have work, i think i'd join in to chirp in my thoughts?? politics may not be my forté, but i like sharing my views with him and how we just bounce ideas off of each other like a friendly debate >:)

yes, zhongli fanarts are so beautiful and for what. (/lh) also, there is a 50% chance you've seen this fanart before but behold, this masterpiece by the artist that we know and love! hehehe <3

#do tell me when you finish the archon quests 👀 i'd love to scream abt it with you hehe #and rin jie... have i ever told you how much i wanna sob when you indulge in my selfship <//3 #my poor heart. I SHALL CONQUER THE WORLD AND GIVE IT TO YOU !! (/lh) #ask box! 📬 #visitor: dearest rin! 💠 #ayalia! 🌊🫧

[darknessawaits28]

Hey, hey, hey, my pretties! Hope you had a wonderful New Year!!! Wanted to do something random again and write some gibberish, a simple short story that just came to me lol! Hope you like it! Thank you lovies for all your love and support!!! You are all awesome!!! Love yall!! Don't forget to like, follow, and obey! 😋😋

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"Argh......." A man groaned in pain as he crawled along the floor, leaving a bloody trail behind him. "I can't let......them take......the sword," he winced, trying to endure the massive amounts of pain he was going through.

As the man crawled to the floating sword in the marble gazebo, a woman with a dark auro appeared behind him. "Oh Daniel, when will you learn that you've lost."

Daniel groaned as he continued to crawl but turned over on his back when his chest started to hurt. "I haven't lost... and I won't lose you too, Elizabeth."

The woman smirked evilly when he spoke those last few words, "Elizabeth is gone, Daniel, your words mean nothing," she laughed, stepping on his hand.

"Ahh!" Daniel winced, looking deep into her eyes. "Elizabeth...please....I know you're still in there...don't let her win."

"The more you talk, the deeper she goes into the abyss, so I'd advise you to shut your mouth," she huffed, glancing over at the floating sword. "So this is the famous archane sword, that kings and queens would use to make their people bow before them." The woman smiled, releasing her foot from Daniel's hand and approached the sword, "Oh, such beauty."

"Dammit, Elizabeth, fight her.....if you argh.....don't fight she'll destroy the entire Earth!"

"As I take this sword, I offer the soul of Elizabeth Dyer, the greatest witch, alchemist, and diviner of souls to ever exist!" The woman yelled, her eyes shining a bright purple as she grasped the sword tightly. "Grant me the powers of a God!"

"No!" Daniel shouted to the top of his lungs, wincing as he stood on his two feet, watching helplessly as Elizabeth's soul was taken. "You wrench!"

"Ah......my name isn't wrench you bumbling mortal.....my.name.is.Lilith!" She smirked, turning around to show her face that was covered in bright purple veins, and show that her eyes were the color of dark grapes.

Daniel watched from afar, his eyes widening at the sight of Elizabeth's former body being turned into a monster. "You won't win, Lilith....I'll make sure of it."

"And you won't ever exist again, Daniel." Lilith chuckled, waving her hand as she conjured a spell.

"Zyon tyron frayo, death is only the beginning," Daniel whispered as he closed his eyes, Lilith laughing as she threw the spell at him.

"Hey...hey buddy, you okay?" A distant voice ringed against Daniel's ears. "Hey!"

"What, huh?!" Daniel gasped, quickly jolting awake and saw a strange man in strange clothing.

"Oh, guess you're okay, well, here's a sandwich, you look hungry," the man smiled, handing him a sandwich, and then walked away with his phone.

Daniel watched in awe as the man walked away with a strange magical device, yet his eyes glanced at where he was, a place with lots of moving things and people. "Hey, excuse me, my good sir!" He called the man who gave him a sandwich.

"Listen, bro, I don't got any money, but I gave you the sandwich, so that should be enough."

"No, no, sir, what year is it and where am I?"

"Uh, it's 2024, and we're in New York City Times Square?" "Now if you'll excuse me." The man chuckled, continuing about his day.

Daniel leaned against the wall in his knightly armor, drawing attention to a few people because he seemed like a street performer. "Damn you, Lilith.......when I get out of this time period, I will kill you."

"Hey, are you okay? You're bleeding?" A kind woman asked.

Daniel slowly looked up at the woman, "No...please help me," he begged, finding her looking a bit like Elizabeth.

"It's okay, I got you!" She smiled, pulling out her phone and calling an ambulance.

"What's your name, my fair maiden?" He chuckled, giving her a quirky smile.

"Heh, my name's Elizabeth."

#love story #sword #random

[delicateanchorrebel]

Coffee for One - Short Story

I enter the Starbucks and walk up to the counter.

"Can I take your order?" the employee asks.

I look up from the ground. I am in shock. Behind the register is a girl so beutiful that I almost break into tears. I have never talked to someone so beautiful before. I am so nervous that I begin sweating all over and trembling with fear.

I wipe my sweaty hands off on the front of my t-shirt. "L-Large c-coffee," I croak out in an unintelligible whisper, staring at the floor nervously.

"Sorry, what was that?" the employee asks in response.

What is this girl saying? I just told her what I wanted. Why wasn't she paying attention? Is she saying that I'm not worth listening to? It's fine. I will overlook her rudeness this time.

"Um sorry. Uh s-sorry, I want a large coffee." I manage to squeak out again. I am mentally exhausted by all this disrespect.

"Oh so a grande coffee. Coming right up." the cashier says with a smile.

A grande? What is she talking about? I ordered a large coffee. I knew it this girl thinks she's better than me. Just because she's good-looking she thinks she can look down on me. Well she isn't even that pretty. Sure at first glance she has a pretty face but looking more closely now I can tell that her nose is slightly too long and her eyes are too close together. None of the anime girls I know of have features like her. By looking at her ears I can tell that they are round like a human. Not pointed like a high elf, the epitome of beauty. Disgusting.

Acknowledging her obvious and flagrant flaws, I decide that I will teach her a lesson in humility. I draw upon my resolve and shout in the loudest voice I can muster.

"Your ears are the wrong shape!" I smirk at her.

The employee looks back at me in confusion. "Huh?"

Oh no, I went too far. She must hate me now. I look at the ground as tears begin to well up in my eyes. I knew I would never be worthy to order at Starbucks. I plead with the employee.

"I-I'm so s-sorry!" I bawl out, "I'm human trash. You must hate me now."

"Sir, are you alright?" the employee asks with a concerned expression on her face and a pained look in her eyes.

"I have disrespected you too greatly. I do not deserve to live. Take my life with your own hands."

"S-Sir, it's fine. Please just wait over there for your order," she says, visibly uncomfortable.

I nod glumly and wait in the corner like she asked. Wow, this woman has chosen to spare me. How merciful can she be. She is so kind and beautiful she must have transcended humanity. Indeed, she is not a human but a goddess. I must pay her back for her kindness.

As I wait, I determine what I must do.

"Dennis?" the employee calls out.

Oh that's me. I begin sweating nervously. I take a trembling step forward. Then another. Eventually I make it to where my coffee is waiting.

The employee hands it too me with a forced smile. "Have a nice day."

"Please marry me!" I blurt out. This goddess is so pure and kind I cannot do anything to pay her back but offer my love.

"Sir, I don't know you, and I have a boyfriend." She has a displeased look on her face.

How dare she! I was willing to offer up my love to her and overlook her obviously rude personality and flawed facial features, but she just threw it back in my face. I guess she is too stupid to realise what a great guy I am. If this is the treatment I am going to receive here, I will not stand for it.

"You stupid bitch. How do you not understand how generous I am being. You will regret your decision when your 'boyfriend' who is probably an asshole cheats on you and you die alone. Good day!"

I storm out of the store in a huff. I throw my boiling hot coffee at a passerby.

Why is this whole world against me? I'm just trying to be nice, but everyone always hates me. I think I must just be too smart for them. Yes, that's it. I will now return to my domicile and read mangas about people like me proving how they are better than the evil one dimensional caricatures that populate their fictional worlds. That will prove that I am superior to everyone else.

With a satisfied smile I return home.

THE END Thank God.

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[tobi-momo]

A Misunderstanding

PAIRING: Kuroo Tetsurou x Reader

GENRE: Angst | Hurt/Comfort | Reverse Comfort

WARNINGS: a lot of crying from both you and kuroo | cursing | mentions of sex | cheating (kind of? youll know when reading) | angst | mentions of drinking/being drunk | nothing is suggestive!! oh ya yall are married btw

WORD COUNT: 3k

A/N: ok ik this is long but this idea came from literally nowhere but i decided to write it thank you @combat-wombatus for helping me you helped put ideas in my brain<333 now i wasnt originally going for a happy ending but im really bad at angst so enjoy the shitty ending :)

“Please, Y/n, you know I didn't mean it,” he pleaded, his large hands desperately grabbing at your form while you push him away, your breaking sobs making his heart shatter. “Please, baby, don’t leave me,” he begs, falling on his knees in front of your trembling body, not being able to tear his eyes off of your heartbroken ones. He needed you to stay. He needed to show you that he isn’t that guy and that he would do anything for you. It was a one time thing. He wasn’t even sober. It wasn’t him. It was the alcohol. He wasn’t thinking straight. Please forgive him, please, please, please.

But you couldn’t. No matter how hard or how much you loved him and wanted to, the pain that ripped at your heart every time you looked at him was too much to bear. So you didn’t. You turn your blurry, glassy eyes away from him as he grabs your hand and forces it into his; your lips quivering and knees shaking. You couldn’t keep the betrayal and agony inside, whining and weeping at him, your knees giving out before your legs slam against the floor, your head near the carpet as you try and keep your affliction at bay.

“Y/n, please,” he whines, tears streaming down his pale cheeks; his admission of his unfaithfulness drained the color from his face. “Please forgive me, I need you, I love you so much.”

“W-” you sniffle, not knowing what to say. You knew you didn’t have to say anything at all, that you didn’t owe him any words, but you just...you just needed to know. “Why,” your voice quivered and cracked, your throat sore, “why did you,” you take a long breath, grabbing your chest to try and stop the heartache, the sudden cramp that formed where it used to be filled with warmth and love, “do this to me? With her?” You look up at him once with wide, searchful eyes as you ponder the reasons and look for the answers in his empty pupils.

“I wasn’t thinking straight, baby, I didn’t know what I was doing, please,” his voice stammers, trying to get you to understand that he really didn’t know what he was doing. “I would never do this to you, I-” “But you did.” Your tone is no longer sad and confused, but angry and fed up. His head backing up quickly, not expecting the response. “You made a promise, Tetsurou, remember?” You glare at him with menacing eyes as you hold up the very finger he kissed and placed the ring on on your wedding day. The beautiful diamond ring that had his initials carved in the interior and little gorgeous jewels that made the walls sparkle once hit with the hot sun was no more; the dark, gloomy piece of rock and metal meaning nothing but lies and mistrust.

“No, Y/n, please. Don’t do this to me,” he adjures guiltily.

“Don’t do this to you?” Your voice laced with deadly venom, standing and backing up, wiping your mouth with your hand in annoyance, placing it on your hip. “You did this to me! You did this to us! You went out! You got drunk! You fucked someone else! And not even a random girl! No! You just had to fuck your ex!” Your voice cracked again before you inhaled sharply and covered up your struggle.

“Y/n, I didn’t know what I was doing!”

“And that’s an excuse?? What, so now you can go fuck whoever you want and say ‘I didn’t know what I was doing!’” you mimic, “so you can get away with it every time?”

He didn’t answer. He looked at the ground, understanding exactly where you came from.

“Hm? Are you gonna answer me, or sit there like a coward?”

He could tell fully well you were just saying this because you were hurt. You didn’t mean any of it. You loved him. No matter what, you will always love him. Trusting him was out of the box for a while, maybe forever. But he can’t lose you. He knew you were soulmates- he knew you were made for each other. There was a reason you guys made it this far and only had big problems now. He needed to find that reason and use it for himself to win you back. He needed you back.

“I’m sorry,” he apologizes, your dramatic hand gestures coming to a halt at his words, your figure coming to a stand still as you wait for him to finish. “You don't deserve this. You don’t deserve me. Please know that it was a mistake and that I’ll never do it again ever, ever, ever,” he repeats, wanting it to sound as sincere as he means. “Just please give me a chance to make this up to you, please don’t leave me by myself without you,” he sobs out, putting his head in his hands.

You knew you shouldn’t feel bad for him. But god-fucking-dammit are you feeling bad for him. You knew you still loved him, you knew he still loved you- that much was obvious. You couldn’t see him for a while, no. Could you guys work it out? Maybe stitch the wound? Wait until the scar is barely visible anymore? Would that even work?

“Tetsurou,” a single, hot tear dripping down your face as you point to the ground. “I don’t know if I can ever trust you again.”

“I know, I know, just please give me a chance to help fix this!” He cries at your feet, his body bundled in a ball of self hatred and guilt. “I can do it, baby. I can help things go back to normal.”

“I don’t think they ever will be normal again.”

He whines, trying to negotiate with you as much as he can. “Let me fix us. Let me give you my everything again, let me show you that I’m all yours and no one else's, please,” he moans in anticipation for rejection, knowing the chances of you agreeing were next to zero.

The next few hours are silent. Him alone in the bedroom. Crouching on the floor as he ponders your possible answer. You work in the kitchen, making food to satisfy your appetite. He could hear your sniffles from the bedroom and picture you wiping your tears as you carry the pots on the stove. God, he was the biggest piece of shit ever known. What the fuck went through his mind when he was fucking his ex? He only remembers some of it, them waking up in bed together after, only wearing undergarments underneath the sheets and him holding her waist as if she were you. He thought they had ended on good terms, knowing that they were better as friends. He rushed out the door, not being able to stay in the same room without getting sick. He knew what he had to do.

He opens the door to the living room, a slight creak gaining your attention as you stir the sauce in the pan. Your eyes are puffy, your lip still trembling as you try to turn away from him. He only takes about two steps forward before he stops, trying to find the words he wants to say.

“Listen, I know you said you needed time, and I’m not rushing you at all whatsoever. I want to give you all the time in the world to think this over. If you need, I can go to Kou’s house and stay there for a while. He won’t mind. I just want to give you the space you deserve.”

You nod in response, your head still facing away before he whispers an “I love you” before he slips out of the apartment.

~.~.~.~

The next few days were tortue. Not being able to sleep in the same bed he would sleep in with you, not being able to watch the same tv shows, not being able to even be in his presence at least once a day like you used to melted a hole of despair inside you: eating away at your emptiness, taking away the numbness that you so desperately needed right now. The feeling came back- the one that you tried shutting out three hours ago. It crept up at you, flipping your stomach and weighing your lungs down to the floor, your throat sore and dry. Your eyes wet with a blurry wall as your tears build up once again, missing your cheeks as you crouch down looking at the floor, falling on the tile. The droplets containing your anguish splatter on the ground, your raggedy whimpers echoing throughout the vacant apartment, making it all the more obvious he wasn’t there.

Knock knock knock

Was that the door?

Your wide, unbelieving eyes turned to the wooden door frame; the knocks getting louder and faster. You quickly stand up and try to collect yourself, preparing to have a long talk with Tetsurou. You grab the handle, turning it- the door opening with a tiny creak.

Oh.

“Hi! Kuroo left his jacket at the party the other day, is he here?”

Oh, that bitch.

“No. He’s not.” You deadpan, not finding her cheery, happy expression amusing.

“Oh no! Uh, well, here, can you give this back to him for me?”

“Stop smiling at me like you aren’t part of the reason he’s gone.” You snark, glaring at her with sharp eyes as she backs up, confused.

“W-what?”

“You heard me. Don’t act fucking clueless.”

“Excuse me? Who are you to talk to m-”

“Oh, cut the shit,” you roll your eyes, “I know you slept with Tetsurou, you don’t need put on whatever the fuck this is,” you gesture at her.

“What the hell are you talking about? What are you, fucking crazy?” Your eyes narrow in confusion, your disgusted scowl lessening at her words.

“Right. You probably don’t remember because you were blacked out,” you add sarcastically. “He told me what you guys did. Now you know. So, I would love it if you would just leave.”

“What are you- Me and Kuroo didn’t do shit last night. I drank like two beers and was hanging out with another girl the entire time,” she explains, looking offended. Your face loosens into an expression she couldn’t read. “He blacked out early and passed out on the couch while I was busy talking with the other girl.”

“Huh?” You whisper, your disoriented thoughts not aligning to a proper conclusion.

“I didn’t go to bed until like,” she thought back, “I don’t know, three in the morning? There were people passed out on the floor so I decided to take the guest bedroom with her. I was still awake when Kuroo came into the room, I’m guessing because he thought it was yours, based off of how he kept mumbling your name and shit,” she exhales, “he grabbed onto me once he got in and just clung.” You glower at her, huffing. She sees this, sighing before continuing, “Calm down, remember nothing happened. Remember that girl? She ended falling off the bed because I was scooting away from his clingy ass.” You look at her blankly, trying to fit the pieces together. “She ended up leaving the party completely,” she mumbled in embarrassment before you speak up.

“Then why did he tell me you guys had sex?” You mutter quietly, although assuming she heard since her head backed up while she quickly scoffs.

“I swear to God, that man. Listen.” You look up into her eyes- her genuine eyes. “Me and Kuroo didn’t do a single thing. I didn’t do anything to him and he didn’t do anything to me. I’ll have a conversation with him later because he is an absolute dumbass,” she breathed.

What the fuck?? You were just supposed to believe her?

“How am I supposed to believe that?”

“Me and him ended a long time ago. I don’t like him like that and I haven’t for a while. And seeing he was bragging about you the entire time at the party, he’s over me, too. Besides, I’m not even into guys that much anymore anyways,” she grinned and winked at you. The shock and realization hit you like a truck. She wasn’t even- oh my God. She chuckled at your expression; you ran away from her to the counter to get your phone, quickly unlocking it and tapping on Tetsurou’s contact.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,” you mumble over and over. To tap the call button, listening to it ring as you bring your phone up to your ear, hearing him pick up the phone almost immediately after.

“Y/n? Are you okay?” He sounded worried. It’s only been about a week, he had hoped that you weren’t going to leave him.

“Get over here, right now, Tetsurou.” Your voice made it seem like it was urgent, so he quickly picked up his jacket from the couch, and you could hear the jingling of his keys as he grabbed them and opened the door, almost slamming it shut once he left.

~.~.~.~

“Y/n?” He asked at the open front door, wondering why it wasn’t closed. “Y/n, you have to be careful and close the door, we have them for a reason, you know,” he said as he walked in. Even after being at the line of a break-up, he still cares for your well-being. He didn’t even do anything wrong and he was still caring for you as a loved one should. He always did everything to make you feel comfortable and safe, so once he knew that he had slept with his ex he was completely devastated to his core. He didn’t want to do this to you, but you had the right to know.

“Tetsu.” You called. Already back to nicknames? This is good, right?

“Yes? Y/n?” He was scared, to say the least, feeling awkward and not knowing what to do. He walked scarcely towards your figure sitting on the couch, not caring to drop his keys and jacket on the counter. He had a feeling this might go wrong.

“We need to talk.” Shit. This is exactly what he didn’t want to hear. Hearing those words he couldn’t help but think that you were going to make him pack his stuff and go. “So, I talked with your ex.” You speak slowly, not wanting your words to come out wrong. You don’t want him to take any of this in a bad way at all. Yet his eyes widen drastically, his heartbeat racing and his nerves pricking him. “You are just one big dummy, aren’t you?”

What? What are you talking about?

“What?”

“You didn’t sleep with her. She told me everything that happened that night. She’s not even into guys anymore. Tetsu-”

This couldn’t be happening. Not only did he accuse himself of cheating, he accused himself of cheating with his ex, and that he cheated with his ex at a party, while you two are married. And then it turns out it wasn’t true? What the hell was wrong with him? He jeopardized your entire relationship because he was too drunk to know what was going on.

“Wait, what?” He yells, angrily sitting down on the couch, “so you’re telling me-” you nodded and hummed an ‘mhm’ in response. His hands find their way to his hair, pulling at the roots and scratching his scalp, his low grunts of pain and fury seeping out of his throat as he frustratingly comprehends what he just did.

You rush over to him, grabbing his wrists and pushing them down to his lap as fast as you can, making his eyes find their way to your blown out pupils. You can see the hot tears prickle down his cheek as he frowns at you, completely and utterly defeated.

“Tetsu, I don’t want you to hurt yourself, it’s okay,” you reassure, giving him a happy smile. He wanted to smile back, but he couldn’t control the broken sob that escaped him. “Hey, hey,” you try to grab his attention as he pulls his head down, crying. “It’s okay, baby, it’ll be okay.” You wrap your arms around his head, protecting him as you softly coo and ‘shh’ him quietly in his ear. ‘I’m sorry’ kept coming out of his mouth as he clinged to you, not being able to help his want to be closer to you. The realization that he just almost broke your heart completely and he had worried about divorce for this shit made him want to just rip his scalp out. He was so stupid. So, so so, stupid. “Tetsu, look at me, please. Look at me,” you whisper, bringing your hand to his chin, dragging it up so you could catch sight of his hazel irises. His eyes red and puffy, his cheeks wet and his eyes droopy, you couldn’t do anything but frown at the sight. He hated himself right now, not wanting to face the embarrassment and the humiliation of the situation.

“You don’t deserve me, I’m so sorry,” he whimpered in your arms, gripping them tighter and tighter for comfort- you knowing that he needed it right now. You had already pulled him into your chest, feeling his wet tears soak your shirt, your hands rubbing his back and your fingers gently grazing his throbbing scalp.

“It’s okay, I forgive you, Tetsu, you did the right thing by telling me you did it instead of hiding it from me, and then it turns out you didn’t do it at all.” Your cheeks start to feel hot, and you don’t even realize your sniffles until you could feel a dam break at your water line. You couldn’t stop them, the tears of relief. You didn’t want to stop them. You were glad that they were her, glad that they were for him, glad they were because you knew the truth, glad because you knew you two would be okay.

You looked back at your ring, watching it bloom like a flower in the spring, the meaning coming back to your marriage. It wasn’t just metal and rock anymore, it was a gorgeous promise.

“I love you, Tetsurou. Don’t forget that. You’re staying with me, alright?” you whisper into his hairline.

“Thank you,” he cries.

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[radiant-reid]

Good Morning

One of the few things Y/n actively disliked was waking up without Spencer. Especially when it could be avoided. It was inevitable when he was on a case. Those mornings were just spent missing him.

But, when Y/n woke up to find Spencer not there when he wasn't off chasing a serial killer, she was upset.

The sun streamed through the curtains when Y/n sat up. The light twinkled around the room, painting the walls golden. She just wished Spencer was here to see it.

His phone was still lying on his side table, so there was no use in her calling. That was one of the only annoying things he did.

Y/n searched around for one of his cardigans, draping it over her body. The only thing she'd noticed was missing was his shoes and wallet.

The door lock clicked open, quickly easing her worries. She listened as he quietly moved around, shuffling to the bedroom. He still thought she was asleep, trying to mute his footsteps.

Through the crack in the door, Y/n could see him approaching. He gently pushed it open. One of his hands was behind his back, the other holding a brown paper bag. As soon as he locked eyes with her, he smiled.

"Hey, sunshine." Spencer beamed. Y/n adored the way his lips forced dimples rippling through his cheeks. He was exceedingly pretty. His voice was still rough, and his hair was messy from sleep.

"What do you have there?" Y/n questioned suspiciously. She couldn't keep the grin off her face, he just looked too perfect.

Spencer just beamed. He reminded her of the sun. "Take this." He instructed, handing over the bag.

Y/n took it from his hands, peering inside to see two croissants. They looked like they were the ones from her favourite bakery too. Spencer had never been more perfect.

Then, he turned around to walk off.

"Wait, where are you going?" Y/n yelled out, watching him skillfully manoeuvre whatever was behind his back so she couldn't see what it was. He turned back, a smug smile now on his face. "Spencer!!" She shouted.

He let out one of his beautiful giggles. "I'll be back." He just said in reply.

Still, it wasn't enough. Y/n wanted to see him in the early morning light for longer. "Spence." She whined loudly. She could hear him banging around in the kitchen.

"I'm making you a coffee, silly girl," Spencer called back to her.

"Oh, I love you." Y/n made sure to tell him. He just chuckled in reply.

It only took him five minutes to tread back in. This time, a breakfast tray in hand. On it were two coffees and a vase with yellow roses. It made her heart smile and her mouth water at the smell of roasted beans.

Spencer placed it down on the bed before taking a seat next to her, both of them propped up against the headboard. Y/n didn't know how it was possible, but he looked even prettier than normal in the morning glow. Golden suited him.

"For you, lovely," Spencer stated, handing her a glass with her favourite coffee. It was cold brew topped with foamed coconut cream. Somehow, Spencer made it better than she did.

"Hmm, I love you," Y/n told him again, resting her head on his shoulder.

When she looked back at him, he was smiling. "I love you too." He replied. Spencer didn't waste a moment leaning down to attach their lips. It was soft and sweet.

They pulled back to take a sip of their coffees. Neither of them picked up the books on their side tables. They just sat there, admiring each other.

"You look gorgeous," Spencer told her, putting down his mug so he could caress her face. He brushed the few stray hairs out of her face.

Y/n smiled at him. "You're the pretty boy." Spencer laughed at that again. "Missed you." He told her.

"Missed you too." She replied with a smile.

It was times like this she missed the most when Spencer was away. Having him next to her made her heart race.

Spencer missed it, too, when he was away. He missed the natural beauty he got to see, the real her. No amount of phone calls or photos had the same effect.

Their eye contact was only broken by the times they blinked. "Eat your breakfast." He told, snapping her out of the gaze.

Y/n opened the bag and pulled out one croissant to give it to Spencer. "Thank you, baby." She thanked him. "Why the roses though?" She asked before realising it could have been taken the wrong way. "Not that I don't appreciate it. I adore them. But it's not an anniversary or something?" She nervously told him. There was always the fact Spencer remembered their first date, first kiss, first night together, that made her a little bit worried.

Spencer laughed at her alarm. "No, I just, uh... It's stupid really." He told her, blushing red.

"No, Spence," Y/n told him, patting his arm gently. "It's not stupid, tell me."

"Alright." He nervously agreed, gulping. His voice was quieter than normal and squeakier. "They reminded me of you." He admitted.

Y/n grinned at that. "You're the sweetest." She told him.

"Thank you," Spencer replied before nuzzling into her neck. His short curls tickled her, making her run her fingers through them.

Spencer moved a hand to her waist, holding her near close to him. The other ventured up to pushed her hair out of the way, so his lips could attach to her neck. His open mouth kisses were soft and gentle.

"What are we doing today?" Y/n asked him.

It made him pause from the kisses he was planting and lean up to her ear. "I was thinking we do some of this." He stopped to kiss her neck again. "And maybe some reading."

"We can do all of those things, but I do want to eat my breakfast first," Y/n told him, pulling back as he started to place kisses down her back. She turned around to lock her lips onto Spencers, this time they tasted of coffee. It was faint but aromatic.

"You deserved a nice breakfast after last night," Spencer told her. His lips were just inches from hers, their eyes locked as he winked.

"Maybe I can get a nice dinner too." Y/n suggestively quipped, sending a wink back to him.

The way Spencer eagerly lent forwards to reconnect their lips showed her she was definitely going to get that nice dinner.

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[nakachuchu]

Dahlia | Fushiguro Megumi

SYNOPSIS: You get mad at him and he makes it up to you.

READER: gender neutral

WORDS: 1002

WRITTEN: 04/05/2021

NOTES: Thank you for requesting!

"I don't understand why you're so angry."

You groaned in frustration. "How could I not be? You never tell me anything! How am I supposed to trust you if you never share what you're thinking?"

"You just can, Y/N."

"No! That's not good enough, Megumi! I can't read your mind, okay? I don't know what you're going through and I can't help you if you don't let me!"

"I'm not going through anything!" he shouted.

You stared at him and sighed, rubbing your eyes in frustration, unable to stop the tears from flowing out.

"Forget it," you muttered. "I'm tired of this."

Seeing the tears on your face, he winced. He felt guilty for making you cry and stepped forward to apologize, even if he didn't know what he did wrong.

You brushed past him without a single glance, making a beeline for the exit. The sound of the door opening and shutting behind you echoed through his dorm.

The tears you shed were mainly out of frustration, but it didn't change the fact that you were still upset.

He groaned and rubbed his face before plopping down onto his bed. It smelled like you. Everything in his dorm smelled like you.

He wasn't used to sharing his feelings so he didn't know how to. He knew you cared about him and only wanted what was best, but it was difficult for him to open up to you even if the two of you were dating.

Sighing, he took out his phone and dialed Gojo's number. It rang twice before he picked up, and Megumi almost hung up because he didn't want to be teased.

"I—I need help," he muttered.

"Oh?"

Gojo was smiling on the other end of the line, elated that Megumi had come to him for help for the first time in over a decade.

You were upset that Megumi never told you anything. If he was hurt, he'd lie and say he wasn't. If he was feeling sad, he'd ignore it. If he was angry, he'd ignore everyone else.

After being with him for months, you knew how to tell what he was feeling at certain times, but it was a game.

You wanted him to tell you himself. A relationship was give and take, and you had been willing to share your deepest, darkest secrets with him.

You appreciated him and you knew he listened to you. You didn't mind that he wasn't much of a talker, but you wished he'd tell you the important things about himself when the timing was appropriate.

The two of you hadn't texted in a week—and yes, you were keeping track. You didn't want to make the first move to apologize because you still wanted him to tell you about his feelings.

The whole point of your argument was that and even if you did apologize first, you would probably bring it up again in the future.

You sighed loudly, checking your phone for the hundredth time that afternoon, just to be sad that there were no new text messages from Megumi.

Rapid knocks startled you, causing your phone to fall onto your face. Rubbing your face in pain, you got off your bed and opened the door.

"What do you—" You opened your eyes to see Megumi standing there with multiple flower bouquets and arrangements in his arms.

"I'm sorry," he blurted out.

"What happened to your forehead?" you asked.

You eyed the bloodied bandage wrapped around his forehead. He shuffled on his feet awkwardly.

"Gojo-sensei gave me a flick for confidence," he muttered.

"A flick? It seems like he was ready to flick you across campus," you retorted. "And what's with the flowers?"

He extended them to you and you took them from his arms. There were colorful and beautiful arrangements, and you were sure it would be filling up your dorm.

You turned around to place the flowers onto a table before looking back at Megumi. He held a single flower and a letter in his hands.

"Back in the Victorian era, dahlia flowers symbolized a lasting bond and lifelong commitment between two people," he explained.

You took the dahlia from his hand and sniffed it. It was a nice gesture and you appreciated the meaning behind the flower he chose.

"I'm sorry," he repeated. "I'm not good with words, so I wrote it out to be more clear. I—I love you, you know?" he murmured. "I'm just not good with telling people things and I know I should work on it, but it's hard."

You gingerly took the letter from his hands and placed it onto the table before stepping into his arms to hug him, wrapping your arms around his waist. You pressed your cheek against his chest. After a moment, he hugged you back.

"I'm sorry too," you murmured. "I love you. How much did these cost you?"

"Uh—three-hundred dollars,” he said sheepishly.

"What?" You raised your head. "Where did you even get that much money?"

"Gojo-sensei didn't mind. It was the first time I asked him to buy something for me."

"You didn't have to do that," you said.

"I wanted to make it up to you," he said.

You smiled. "Give me a kiss."

He blushed and leaned down to peck you on the lips. You hummed and walked out of his warms, grabbing his hand to tug him inside.

"What should we do today?" you asked. "We could watch a movie or—"

"Can we talk?" he asked. "I want to be able to tell you everything."

You softened. "Yeah, let's talk."

For the rest of the day, the two of you talked to each other about your lives. You listened to him patiently as he talked above you since you were sitting in his lap with his arms around you.

“How's your forehead?” you questioned.

“It stings,” he muttered.

You twisted your body around to kiss his forehead through the bandage before kissing his lips.

“Did that help?”

He hummed. “Yeah.”

#jujutsu kaisen x reader #Fushiguro Megumi x reader

[themoonmunchkin]

Don't look!

Pairing : Bakugo katsuki x gn!reader, Midoriya Izuku x gn!reader, Todoroki Shoto x gn!reader.

Genre : fluff

Warnings : insecure reader, cussing, savage deku?, kinda angsty but overall super fluffy ^3^

Synopsis : you're insecure about your side profile but they're having none of it.

Not gonna lie, he probably wouldn't even have known that this was an insecurity that people had.

So when you first start dating he wouldn't think much of it when you cover your nose while laughing or when you contour your jawline extra hard.

Until one day you start letting your thoughts get to you again, you think about how everyone around you have such a beautiful side profile.

You start wondering why Katsuki even bothers to be with someone as "ugly" as yourself, I mean has he seen his face.

But anyways you start distancing yourself from the world again, start hiding your face with your hair, have mental break downs in the night, refuse to take pictures and completely shut him out while thinking you're being subtle.

But no, no, no- my mans noticed...and he's currently having a full blown panic attack on the inside.

He's really worried at this point and starts thinking about what he's done wrong, he tries to talk to you but you're always making excuses and running away from him.

Now, he's had enough and so he quite literally barges into your dorm room and demands an explanation as he keeps shouting at you until....

.....he takes in your tear stained face with fresh tears forming at the corner of your eyes.

You were seated on the floor with a hand mirror clutched to your chest, the same one that you use to point out all your insecurities in, your phone is on the ground next to you with a picture of a model, her perfect side profile on display...the same one that you always compare yourself to.

Cue in a confused, angry and sad boom boom boy 😔.

Who the fuck had the audacity to make his baby cry hmm 🤬.

But then his anger vanishes just as it comes and before you knew it, he's shut the door behind him, quickly walks upto you, swoops you into his arms and cradles you in his lap.

"Ssshhh....its ok baby, I'm right here". Bakugo softly coos in your ear while running his fingers through your hair and letting his other hand rub your back. "Talk to me honey, what's wrong?"

You pull back a little and look up at him into his pain filled eyes that still hold so much love for you and that's when you tell him everything.

You tell him about how you've always hated your nose, how you've always wished you'd had a more chiseled jawline, how you've been bullied about your side profile by your peers and how you've never felt good enough.

He still doesn't get it because you're genuinely the most stunning person he's ever laid his eyes on, but understands how this is something that seriously bothers you and so he's gonna do everything in his powers to yeet those insecurities out.

Now Bakugo isn't one to lie or sugarcoat something, but he's also not someone who'll let you sit and hurt yourself like that.

He takes a deep breath, cups your cheeks in his hands and looks at you with the most earnest look on his face.

"Listen here baby, you're right maybe you don't have the most chiseled jawline or the sharpest nose out there-"

You winced at that a little but he was quick to speak again.

"I'm not done yet-" he closes his eyes and thinks for a second, words have never been his thing as he's someone who prefers actions instead but right now you needed more than just a kiss or a hug, you needed security and reassurance, so he takes in another deep breath and opens his eyes to look at you again.

"-just because you don't have those doesn't mean you're any less beautiful." He said with a smile as you curiously looked at him. You looked so damn cute to him all he wanted to do was pounce on you right then and there, but he held himself back for your sake and the next things he said made you fall in love with him even more.

"What you have suits your gorgeous fucking face, you don't have to change for any stupid extra and no one's opinion, not even yours is going to make me view you any differently or make me love you any less." He leaned in and gave you a chaste kiss on your lips that pretty much took your breath away and then he pulled back with a cute blush on his face.

"So from now on only listen to me okay and no matter what-" he kisses you again and pulls back a second time "-I will make you look at yourself the way I and so many other people look at you".

Now he's had his fair share of insecurities and he's had a lot of people call him "plain looking" (which I still don't understand how when he's got some of the rarest and most beautiful features) even then those words about his looks have never really got to him.

But when it comes to you, he immediately knows something's up with all those self-deprecating jokes you apparently find to be funny.

Doesn't question you cause he doesn't want to scare you away, also because he trusts you to come to him if something is wrong.

But alas you and your stubborn ass refused to seek help from anyone and instead you chose to cope with yourself by putting yourself down in the form of those awful "jokes".

You've always tried to get yourself to stop this, but it soon became more than a coping mechanism, it was the only way you could hold yourself up without wanting breaking into peices.

That was dangerous.

But it's ok! It's still all fine and dandy until one day everything changes and you realise that all that self-deprecation didn't do shit.

Its Sunday today and you and your boyfriend Izuku have been walking around the shopping plaza for a while now.

The two of you were on a date, but you were also on a hunt for the new all might merch that your boyfriend has been fangirling about since forever. So far there was no luck on your end but y'all weren't about to give up just yet.

"OMG! I think I see it in there!" Izuku squeals cutely while pointing at what looks like a moderately big comic store that had an emo cyber punk looking aesthetic to it.

*Gasp*..."OMG! I think I see it too!! Let's go!!" and with that you grabbed his hand and were dragging your blushy stuttering mess of a boyfriend towards the store. It was adorable how easily he got flustered even after how the two of you were almost half a year into dating.

The two of you finally reached the store and stepped in, there it was the brand new neon tinted holographic Allmight figuring with working layers. Izuku's eyes sparkled as he ran towards it and immediately snatched it off the shelf.

"Yay we finally got it!" You cheered as you walked over to him and gave him a high five. The two of you had bright smiles on your faces as you talked about the figuring and walked towards the counter to pay for it.

You looked towards the counter where a young girl who looked about your age was working as a cashier, she had this bored expression on her face until she saw your boyfriend and it immediately changed into something you could only call as a flirty expression.

"Hey there handsome~ what can I help you with today~" she said in a sultry tone and gave him a wink. You and izuku were both puzzled at the fact that she not only just openly flirted with your boyfriend but also completely ignored your existence.

"U-um....er....we just need this figuring please". Izuku placed the box covered figuring on the counter and was about to pull his hands back when she quickly grabbed them and cupped them with her own hands.

"You sure, how about I give you my number and we ditch this place to go get coffee."

"Um -uh no thank you, I have a s/o!"

"Hmm...I don't see them."

"Well I'm right here and maybe you'd have seen me if you'd stop flirting with your customers and did your job properly." You said and at this point you were seething because even though she knew you were right there, she hadn't spared you a glance and pretend like you were completely invisible.

"Oh, so that's who you are....I was wondering why such an ugly person would be hanging out with someone like him-" she pauses and looks into Izuku's eyes with a bored expression "-you need to raise your standards, I mean have you looked at how hideous their nose is or how ugly their face is."

The two of you froze. Sure You've always made fun of yourself before but this was the exact reason why. You've always told yourself that if you'd make fun of yourself, you'd be desensitized to what others say to you but it's only now you realize that no amount of preparation would ever be enough to handle the real thing.

Shame. Humiliation. Pain. Fear.....This is what you felt at the momen-

"How. Dare. You." You turned towards Izuku and for the first time ever you were met with the most terrifying expression on his face. His eyes were dark and he looked...mad....like really really mad and you froze, the cashier looked like she was about to cry with the look he was giving her.

"I don't know who you think you are but you had no need to say whatever you just said and you are wrong because they have the most gorgeous facial features ever." at this he turned to you and softened his eyes a bit, he reached for your hand and gave you a gentle squeeze.

"I promise you sweetheart, you will always be the most beautiful person in my life and no one can tell you otherwise-" he looked at the slack jawed cashier with disgust and pointed towards her "-not stupid people like her-" he looked back into your eyes like you were the only two people in the store and pointed towards himself "-not me and lastly never will you ever tell yourself those kinds of words again even as a joke, got it."

Always openly staring at you in the most respectful way ✨.

Even before y'all started dating he would always stare at you in secret, but hey! it's not his fault you were so irresistibly attractive all the time.

Uhm...so moving on, he is observant as heck especially when it comes to you but unfortunately he's just as oblivious T_T.

He's always noticed how you'd get shy and walk away whenever he'd stare at you for too long and genuinely thinks it's adorable at how bashful you get.

But truthfully.....you're mortified, paranoid even at how much he stares at you.

I mean yeah it's adorable to see him so whipped for you but you're always wondering if he's secretly bashing your side profile in his head and the thought makes you wince ever single time.

But you always tell yourself to not let your insecurities define Shoto or effect your relationship and besides Shoto isn't a cruel person, he'd never think of you that way.....right...?

Oh God, he's doing it again, he's staring at you and this time it truly is terrible because he is seated right beside you. The two of you are seated wooden chairs, side by side in the U.A. library.

Your textbooks and notebooks are spread out on the table in front of you. You're in a more secluded part of the library opting to study in a more private area and boy oh boy did Shoto take advantage of that.

"Shoto, could you please stop staring at me like that". You held your textbook upto your face and looked the other way.

"But I want to look at you". Shoto pouted slightly and furrowed his brows at your actions, he reached for your wrists and tried to pull them down and to much to your inconvenience, he succeeded.

You see, while you still had a bunch of work left to do, Shoto had finished about 15 minutes ago. You told him to go back to the dorms but instead of listening to you, he denied your offer and has been staring at you with the most unreadable expression on his face.

"Why can't I admire the one that I love the most". He slightly tilted his head towards the side and flashed you the most genuine smile. Damn him for being so adorable but that's not enough for your insecurities to go away.

"Because I'm ugly". You finally said softly with your head hung low and tears threatening to fall. You wanted to shrivel up in a corner and fade away for sounding so vulnerable but at the same time it felt so good to let your thoughts out.

"You're....what..." His eyes were wide and his jaw was set a slack. Now this took him by surprise, he had expected a lot of things but never once had he expected....that. He gently grabbed your chin and tilted your face to meet his. "Love, you're the most beautiful person I've ever met, why would you ever say that."

"Because I'm not beautiful, everyone has such a gorgeous face especially from their side. I don't and you don't have to lie to me to make feel better about myself. I know I'm ugly and I'll always be that....just let me accept that and be Shoto." You said with your voice slightly raised and shaky from the lump in your throat.

Shoto's eyes darkened a little and his grip on you tightened a little but not enough to hurt you. To even think that someone as precious as yourself could ever have such awful thoughts about yourself- how long have you been silently suffering like this all by yourself.

He cupped your cheeks with his hands and met your eyes with the most determined look on his face. "Darling, I don't know who said that to you or even if that's an inside voice but, I will absolutely never let you accept yourself this way."

"Everything about you is perfect, from those gorgeous eyes that i always get lost in," he kisses your eyes.

"-to that perfect nose that helps you breath so you could live by my side another," he kisses your nose.

"-to those delicate beckoning lips that I wish to kiss forever." he finally captures your lips in a breath taking kiss just to slowly release them and look at you.

"And besides, you know better than to call me a liar baby, you know that I would never lie when it comes to you so let's pack up for today and let me show you how much I love you and how utterly enticing you are."

#writing #fiction #reading #reader insert #headcanon #bnha x reader #mha bakugou #bakugou x reader #bnha todoroki #todoroki x reader #midoriya x reader #mha midoriya #midoriya fluff #midoriya headcanons #bakugou fluff #bakugou katsuki #todoroki shoto

[howlingday]

jaune's from a family of raiders

well not quite he's from a culture that puts a lot of stock in capturing and ransoming off their friends and neighbors from other tribes. think of it like a combat sport only some times you're also stealing cattle and horses.

he's a prince of the high king

well again it's more complicated the kingdoms are like city states they don't exactly legislate or collect taxes all the way out into the wilds. but they do send huntsmen to protect the area and then tax the huntsmen.

jaune's dad just happened to be a huntsman who didn't pay taxes because the area his family had lived in for generations also happened to be outside the control of vale. and lots of people wanna live near the huntsmen who can keep them safe. so he has a position of respect among all the tribes. and jaune is his son

he's also required to have a harem

this one is interesting because it's one of those cultural things that seems weird from the outside but makes more sense when you look at it. men are hard to keep alive without a hospital. even with aura. women are part of a protected group like children and so take less risks in life. leading to there being a ton more women than men. and since technology isn't quite to the level of the kingdoms proper,

well more hands to help maintain a house isn't bad right?

but most of all jaune is a man who only wants to do right by his family, whether that be those from the past, or the woman, or women, that he loves.

and this part needs no further clarification

tldr: au where jaune's part of a tribal community and brings his lover or lovers home to meet the family. how does that go for everyone?

P.S: also sorry for the flowery ask, i felt inspired by something

Ooh, do tell the inspiration!

"Unhand me, you brute!" Jaune sighed as the girl in white screeched and squirmed behind him. "Do you know who I am?! When my family hears of this, they will hang you for this! Do you hear me?"

Jaune kept his focus on the road ahead as he gripped the reigns of Valorie, his mare, glancing left and right occasionally to avoid an ambush. His family might have a hold on the territory, but with his father growing in age, so, too, did that grip loosen. A rival tribe or rogue patrol from the kingdoms would easily snatch up an easy target like the lone swordsman and his latest bride.

"Could you at least tell me where we're going?"

"Home." Jaune answered, not looking back.

"Oh, yes, of course! How could I not know? And where exactly is your home?"

"Just up ahead."

"Uh huh, I see, and what are you going to do once you're home?"

Jaune let out a long sigh as he stretched his shoulders a bit. "Well, drop you off with the others, then have you judged, if there's enough time."

"Judged?" Weiss raised an eyebrow. "Judged for what?"

"Wife material." Weiss blushed and her jaw dropped. "Can you cook; can you clean; are you good with children; can you have children; do you have any family illnesses?" He shrugged. "Routine wedding discussions."

"W-Wedding?!" Ah, and just like that, the shrieking began anew. "You savage! You brute! I refuse to be treated like some stock taken to auction, about to be sold to some pervert noble!"

"You're not being sold to a noble." Jaune smiled and looked back. "Just me." Before she could begin again, Jaune let out a sigh of relief. "Finally, we're home."

It may have only been about a week since Jaune had left, but it felt like forever since his departure from the lands of Arcadia. The valleys and hills were as green and lush as ever, and the summer winds carried the calming scent of flowers across it all. He passed the growing crops, where he saw his sisters, their wives, and some of his own watering and tending to them. They waved to him, and he returned one to them.

"Welcome home, Miss Weiss." The girl marveled at the beauty. She had only heard of such places from her studies in the manor, but to see it in person was something else. Before she could admire it more, however, the mare stopped, jostling her from her focus.

Jaune slid down, then pulled Weiss down as well, carrying her bridal style. He then set her onto her own feet and untied the binds on her wrists and ankles. She lifted her leg, then kicked his shin. He yelped in pain.

"That was for the kidnapping!" She shouted.

"Yeesh! Just a kick?" Weiss turned to see a lilac-eyed blonde woman in fieldwork garments smiling at her. "When he dropped me off, they had to get his old man to get me off of him." She looked past Weiss to Jaune. "You going soft on me, or just your taste in women?"

"And who are you?" Weiss spat. "One of his whores?"

Yang laughed and placed a sweaty, mud-encrusted paw on her delicate shoulder. It felt warm at first, then hot as her grip became tight, and her eyes red. "I dare you to say that again."

"Yang, stop it!" Weiss and Yang looked to the younger girl running from inside the house. She was a brunette with red tips and silver eyes, and she wore a red apron that she had to roll up to her shins. She futilely tugged on the blonde woman's arm. "Jaune told you not to hurt anyone else!"

She let go, making the girl yelp as she was lifted with her arm. "Aw, c'mon, Rubes, we were just playing!" She then looked to Weiss, her eyes lilac once more. "Ain't that right, Ice Queen?"

"Ice Queen?!" Weiss balked.

"Yang, cut it out, please." Jaune sighed.

"Fine, fine!" Yang turned around, lowering her arm. The smaller girl let go as she walked away. "Besides, the crops won't grow themselves. I'll go be a good workhorse." She stopped to look back and winked. "I expect my carrot tonight, though, sweetheart~."

"Play nice and we'll see." Jaune responded with a smile. With that, Yang chuckled and resumed walking, swaying her hips for a few more yards before jogging back to the field. He looked to the younger girl and smiled. "And how have you been, Ruby?"

She sighed. "Do you mean after you left, or after you came back?"

"Both."

"After you left, I missed you. It was your mom's birthday, but I couldn't afford a present, so I took on her chores for the week, but I didn't expect her chores included chimney cleaning, so now I have soot so far up my nose, I'm still sneezing black. Then I had to tend to the chickens, but they're so vicious, and I swear they can smell weakness, because the rooster jumped me at least six times. Then Zwei needed a bath, but he somehow tricked me into the tub, so I smell like wet dog a little bit. And then I had to bake her cake all on my own, but there were eggshells in it and it came out both burnt and raw somehow, and I just- Argh!" Ruby collapsed into Jaune's torso. "I really missed you."

Jaune held her and kissed the crown of her head. "I missed you, too, Ruby." He stepped back and held a hand outward towards Weiss. "Ruby Rose-Arc, this is Weiss Schnee. She's going to be my newest bride." He looked to Weiss. "Weiss Schnee, this is Ruby Rose-Arc, my second wife. She and Yang will help prepare you for judging."

"It's so nice to meet you!" Ruby swooped in, snatching the other woman's hands in hers. Her smile was wide and bright. "It'll be nice to have another short girl in our home!"

"No!" Weiss yanked her hands away. "I refuse! When my father hears of this, he'll-"

"Oh, that reminds me!" Jaune walked to Valorie and reached into her saddlebag. Weiss grumbled as she watched him pull out a small, burlap sack. "Here, Ruby. This was part of the dowry, but I want you to have it."

Ruby opened the sack and squealed in delight. "Dust crystals!" She hugged the new woman tightly. "You are the bestest bestie a bestie could ever have!"

"What the-?! Where did you get those?!" Weiss shrieked.

"From your father." Ruby ran inside with her new sack. "In exchange for marrying you, we'll allow him to trade through our lands."

"My father would never-!" Jaune gave her a curious look. "I mean, not to one of his own-!" Her voice grew softer. "I thought..."

"Listen," Jaune placed a hand on her shoulder, "if you don't want to marry me, I understand. Most of the others didn't want to, either. But if you give it a few days, you might learn to love it here. You won't go hungry, you'll be well protected, and I promise you'll be loved every day."

"I just... I didn't think I would be treated like this. By my own family."

"I know." Jaune removed his hand. "Would it be okay if I hugged you?"

"I-"

"JAUNEY!" The two saw a young woman bull rush towards Jaune, carrying a dead boar high above her head. Jaune extended his arms out and caught her, spinning in place at least a dozen times. Blood sprayed around, including onto Weiss and the other two as they embraced. When they stopped, Jaune set her down, giving her a butterfly kiss with his nose to hers. "You're home!"

Jaune chuckled. "Yup!" He peered around her and looked to Weiss. "And I brought back someone new."

Nora turned around and gasped as she looked at Weiss. "Oh! My! Dust! You are so small!" She looked to Jaune and waggled her brow. "Be careful you don't break her!" She then laughed. "I'd shake your hand, but, uh, I'm a little busy. I'm Nora Valkyrie-Arc, Jaune's fourth wife."

"Weiss Schnee." Blood dripped from her hair. "And I was just about to leave."

"Aw! Already?! We were gonna make pancakes tomorrow!"

"I was going to make pancakes, Nora." Weiss turned to the male voice and saw a slim man in the doorway, wearing both an apron and a blank expression. "Just like I do every morning for you."

"Renny!" Nora cheered before tossing the trophy to him. "This is my first husband, Lie-Valkyrie Ren!"

Despite his slim figure, the man held the heavy beast with seemingly no trouble. "A pleasure to meet you." He nodded, before turning to head inside.

"Is he also your husband?" Weiss asked. Jaune chuckled nervously. This was going to be a long day, but they both already knew that.

#rwby #weiss schnee #jaune arc #yang xiao long #ruby rose #nora valkyrie #lie ren #my answer