#I die of embarassment if this ends up in the tags

[love-strawberry]

heaven sounds great

summary : it was hard moving on but she was trying. it became impossible doing so when steve was trying to climb her window with a bunch of white roses speaking nonsense but she loved white roses. and him.

pairing : steve harrington x reader

warnings : language

author's note : part ii!!!!! thank you to everyone who liked part i, it makes my heart full!! i wanted to end this on an angsty note but i realised that i'd be heartbroken so here you go!! <3 hope you all like it as much i did!!

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y/n y/l/n had a lot of regrets in her life and having this conversation with robin buckley made the top three.

(the biggest one was steve finding out about her embarassing crush on him, his words, not hers. she regretted it so much that if she could've changed her name and fled off to french countryside, she would've.)

"but, like, why?"

"i have no fucking clue, robin," y/n said dryly as she played with robin's hands. "if i did, i would be with him right now. not with you."

"rude," robin glared playfully. "but, it's clear as the day that harrington likes you. no, you know what? he loves you. i, personally, thinks he's a loser but that loser worships the ground you walk on "

"thank you for trying to cheer me up, robin, i appreciate it. truly," y/n smiled at her. "but, there's a zero chance of steve liking me. i told what happened and how he reacted. it's not gonna happen."

"but—"

"i know what you're gonna say. maybe he reacted that way cause he was overwhelmed, but it's been three weeks," y/n said as she thought about all the times steve had ignored her the past few weeks. "i've called him a million time, he hasn't picked up. he doesn't take shifts at the store as the same time and leaves whenever i come back. it's clear as fuck that he doesn't wanna talk to me.

"i—i really wish that i should've said something more, you know. that it doesn't matter to me that he doesn't like me, cause he's my friend, robin, that should be enough. and i should've fought harder to stay but—it's all over now. he was my best friend and now my best friend who i stupidly have a crush on hates me."

y/n finished her rant, breathing heavily as robin rubbed her arm. she wanted to scream, she wanted to cry, she wanted to curl up in a hole six feet under and die in it.

"hey," robin spoke gently, "it's all okay, alright? it's gonna be fine. you're an amazing woman and you're a badass. if steve doesn't like you, it's his loss. anyone would be lucky to be loved by you."

y/n smiled at robin and she moved to hug her. "thank you for cheering me up. you've improved from last summer."

"always, babe," robin shrugged but smiled genuinely, "and yeah, i've been practising. turns out you can't find a proper significant other if you're a cold bitch, so yeah."

y/n laughed genuinely in weeks. it's been three weeks since steve asked her to leave and three weeks since y/n had a good laugh.

she missed him, of course she did. she had now realised that her entire routine was woven around steve.

steve used to pick her up for her morning shift at the store and he usually hung out there until it was time for his shift.

the day after their fight, y/n ran late cause she was waiting for steve to pick her up, not realising that he probably won't be doing that anymore.

her shift seemed to last an entire day considering the one who used to make her laugh like no tomorrow and crack little jokes wasn't around.

she missed him. terribly and achingly. in a way that made her chest constrict.

and as y/n sat in her bedroom, surrounded by little memoirs from steve, with robin blabbering about something, she wondered if this ache would ever go away.

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steve was having a pretty decent day. that is, if being sad and heartbroken but not crying about it counts as decent.

if it does, then yes. he was having a decent day.

that was, until robin came stumbling through the door.

"oh, my god," robin gasped as if he was a ghost. he admitted that he wasn't looking that great, his hair was a mess and he had dark circles but he took offence to that.

"hey," steve whined. "i'll cry if you make fun of me, i swear."

"no! no, it's not that," robin said frantically, "i thought your shift was over?!"

"what? no, it's not over for," steve spoke as he checked his watch, "another 45 minutes."

"ugh, fuuuck," robin said as she looked at steve then back at the door. "okay, look. don't be mad at me. i didn't know."

"what—? what'd you—" steve's sentence died out as he looked at the person who had just entered.

"what's wrong?" y/n said as she looked at robin, not realising that steve was around since he was standing behind a rack.

"uhhh," robin said as her eyes kept going back and forth between steve and y/n.

"oh," y/n said quietly, having spotted the mop of hair that she had grown to love.

"i am sorry, y/n/n," robin said. "we can go and come back when his shift is over. i thought it'd be over by now."

"no, it's okay," y/n assured robin. "you should go ahead. i've been meaning to talk to steve for a while, that is if he decides to be adult and not run away this time."

steve glared at y/n, moving around the rack to stand in front of her, y/n glaring right back though her eyes didn't have any hate or venom in it. robin realised that.

"i'll—" robin pointed to the gate though the others gave no indication they heard her, too busy in their staring/glaring contest, "—just go. bye!"

the door closed.

"i understand that it's not gonna be the same between us after that but i would like to know if you're gonna come around or if you're gonna start pretending that you don't know me," y/n said as she stared at him.

"of course it's not gonna be the same," steve looked away first, throwing his hands in the air. "why did you have to tell me that? what couldn't you have liked literally anyone else—?"

"i didn't tell you, you weren't supposed to find out, steve—"

"and," steve raised his voice to continue speaking over her, "if even we do get together, it's just—it's not gonna work out? it's just all make believe, okay? we think it's gonna be sunshine and daisies but it's not. you were my best friend, y/n—"

"were?" y/n questioned, her voice becoming so quite that steve thought he imagined it.

"i—i don't—" steve sighed, choosing to stay silent instead.

"it's okay, steve," y/n smiled sadly at him. "i got what i wanted to know. it's okay, i understand."

y/n turned to leave, her hand on the door when steve called out for her.

"y/n, wait."

she turned back to look at him, hating the way her whole body filled with too much hope. hoping that he'd tell that she won't be losing him. that he'll be there for her, just like he always said he would.

"i'm sorry. i—i really am."

"me too, steve."

y/n looked at him for a moment, praying that he'd say something else but, then walked away.

he didn't ask her to stay. so, she left.

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y/n liked to think that she handled that situation with steve maturely.

she didn't cry, she respected his wishes of not remaining friends and she didn't ring him anymore to talk to him.

she handled this situation like an adult and was choosing to move on.

but, moving was easier said than done and the fact the steve was currently climbing up to her window didn't exactly help her in doing so.

"what the fuck?"

"a little help here would be very much appreciated, but you know, take your time. it's not like i'm hanging by a thread here and about to fall to my death."

y/n considered pushing him back just for his sarcasm but realised that she'll probably be the first suspect. so, she helped him, even though somewhat reluctantly.

"what are you doing her?" y/n asked as she pulled him in and closed the window. "at this time?"

"sorry," steve said as he scratched the back of his neck. it was then y/n noticed that he had a bunch of white roses in his hand and felt her features soften.

"what are you doing here, steve?" she asked again, this time more gently.

"i—um, i wanted to give you these," steve said as he shoved the flowers in her hands, retracting his arm at lightning speed.

"oh—" y/n was dumbfounded, as she kept staring at the flowers and back at steve. "thank you? i'm sorry, these flowers are very pretty. i'm just—i'm just so confused."

"yeah, no. you have a right to be confused," steve nodded his head vigorously. "i was driving through the town and i saw these outside the jones' house and thought of you. but then i remembered that we're not on good terms but i just couldn't drive away without getting these. for you. and so i—i decided to pluck them but i forgot that the jones' had a dog and i barely escaped with my life. and i know that i—"

"steve—" y/n tried to speak but he didn't listen.

"—you loved these. so, i got these and i wanted to give these to you but again, we're not on good terms but i was like 'fuck it' and here i am. this was a stupid idea, obviously. you know what, i'll just go, you keep the flowers. it's not like i can stick these back to their bushes and even if a could, i wouldn't. the jones' dog is a menace—"

"steve-"

"—i mean, i love dogs but that bitch? a spawn of devil, i tell you. and you know what, i'll probably shut up now and fall to my death. have you tried climbing up to here? it's so difficult. how're you doing, by the way? you like these flowers—"

"first off, stop saying 'these'," y/n spoke cutting his off. "second, i'm good, steve. how're you? third, i love these flowers. and fourth, i. am. confused."

"first, sorry. second, i'm glad you're fine. i am fine too. third, thank god. fourth, i'm sorry. it's all my fault," steve spoke as he looked at her with apologetic eyes.

"it's okay—i, um, i'm just shocked to see you. i mean, i thought we—" y/n motioned between them, "were over. i mean our friendship. not our relationship cause that's non-existent. i'll shut up now."

"yeah, i am sorry for that-—"

"stop saying sorry."

"sorry."

y/n looked at him before cracking a smile.

"robin is right about you, you know? you are a dumbass."

"hey!" steve looked at her with mock-offense. "rude!"

"sorry not sorry," y/n laughed lights before setting the flowers in her desk and turning back to steve. "so, what brings you here, other than giving me these flowers?"

"uhhh," steve looked anywhere but at her. "i—i wanted to see you."

"see me," y/n scoffed. "i thought you made it quite clear that you didn't wanna see me during our last conversation."

"i deserved that," steve winced. "and that's what i'm sorry about. i thought about it a lot, going over our conversations again and again and you're wrong about one thing."

"what thing?" y/n asked looking at him with suspicion.

"that i don't like you. that's what you're wrong about."

"look, steve," y/n stood up from her bed. "if you're only here to joke about my embarassing crush on you, then please. just go. don't joke, please. not about that."

"i am not—i'm not joking, y/n!' steve said as he pleased with his eyes for see her to believe him, "i swear, i'm not. i would never. i do like you, how could i not? wait, no. i love you. you're this incredible person and i love you. so much."

"then why didn't you say anything?" y/n asked as she picked at her nails.

"because—because we're best friends. best friends do fall in love with eachother at least once. we did too. and i didn't wanna ruin us over something that may not even last forever. i couldn't do that, i couldn't lose you."

"steve," y/n whispered as she took his hands in hers. "don't you think that i knew that? but come on, i've managed to put up with your bullshit for over 15 years. the chances of us lasting forever do look good."

"you're right, of course you are," steve said as he leaned in closer and connected their foreheads. "but i was still afraid of losing you. these last few weeks have been hell without you telling me about random shit."

"you're not afraid anymore?" y/n asked, her voice not more than a whisper due to their close proximity.

"i'm not afraid anymore."

with that, steve leaned in more and kissed her.

it was everything y/n had imagined and more. steve's hand was cradling her jaw while the other rested at her waist, pulling her impossibly close. y/n's hand was cupping his cheek while the other clutched his collar, pulling him even closer to her.

they both parted for air, smiling heavily, panting heavily but hearts full.

"you really wanna do this? it's gonna be some level of make believe but i think it's gonna be heaven," steve asked, his lips brushing over y/n's.

"yeah, heaven sounds great with you."

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[somethingclevermahogony]

OC Questionnaire

I was tagged by @elsie-writes , thank you! These are some of my favorite tags!

My Questions are:

What is your favorite piece or part of history?

What is your biggest fear?

What is your favorite flower?

These are characters from the first three books of my WIP series (formarly just one book), Testaments of the Green Sea.

What is your favorite piece or part of history?

Narul: "History? Um...I guess I never really thought about that sort of thing. Do legends count? Huma the Spiritblood is a story I really like...but I don't know how true those stories were."

Ninma: "Seha! Princess Seha! She was from Makur, but when she dueled Tamel, she almost won too. Tamel was so impressed that he made her his general! And then when Tamel came to Kishetal he sent her to find a place to found a great city! So she sailed down the Aratshin River and discovered the Great Lake and so she killed all those monsters and she talked to the ancient Kiriki and that's how it was decided where Labisa would be founded!"

Otilia: "The Arkodian kingdom. My father used to walk me through the old crumbling temples, the mantle of our fireplace was made from a piece of an old Arkodian temple. It's hundreds of years old but I still remember the paints were so vibrant. People still wear Arkodian jewelry when they can find it, it just seems like everything was so beautiful back then, I wish I could have seen the mountain sanctuaries of the spirit mothers."

Akard: "The reign of Tamel, 500 years of peace and prosperity, when Kishetal was one kingdom, when Kishites built the greatest palaces that the world has ever seen. Some day we will see that world again, soon I hope."

Istek: "Last night, I had wine, food, and these two." He gestures to his partners, Dati an Sihunu. "Does that count as history?"

Penetinos: "Arkodai, I would have loved to see the great furnaces where the sages and smiths worked together to make magic metals, to trap the elements themselves in mortal tools."

What is your biggest fear?

Narul: "That I'll forget the people that I care about."

Ninma: "That I'll end up like my family."

Otilia: "Hmm, I'm not entirely sure, once I would have said that it was my old husband trying to find me. But now I'd love to see him try it."

Akard: "I fear that when I die all of my work, all the work I've done to better this land will fall apart and that all of the terrible things I've had to do will have been for nothing."

Istek: "Being helpless."

Penetinos: "To tell you the truth, I'm not sure. For most of my life it was death, especially after I found about my illness, but now I've accepted it. I suppose I'm scared of dying and feeling like I'm not ready, like there was more I could have done."

What is your favorite flower?

Narul: "A hasir flower. You only see them in Kishetal, they bloom in autumn and they are so many shades of red and yellow and orange, it makes the hillside look like its on fire. And they smell sweet. I pick one any time I see them. I know I don't really look like the sort but..." He gestures to his massive frame "But, I like putting them in my beard and hair."

Ninma: "Hasir flowers! Narul gives me them."

Otilia: "Around Kalmanati where I grew up there were fields and fields of red poppies. I think I would say that those are my favorite."

Akard: "An apunina lotus, blue like a sapphire, when they bloom the entire river is perfumed."

Istek: "Flowers? Flowers hmm...not many of those at sea..." He turns to Sihunu. "What were the flowers growing around the spring where we met, those little purple ones?"

"Lavender?"

"That's it! Lavender!"

Penetinos: "The saffron crocus. They used to leave them at the temple where I served."

Your questions:

What is one embarassing memory from your childhood that you can't shake?

What would you take with you if you were trapped on a desert island for one week?

What is your favorite animal?

Tagging @roach-pizza , @pluttskutt , @illarian-rambling , @kaylinalexanderbooks and anyone else who is interested!

#testamentsofthegreensea #writeblr #writing #narul #queer fantasy #oc questions #tag game

[chou-de-chambers]

Playing with Fire

Content Rating: Explicit Tags: Chamber x Reader, Chamber x You, truth or dare, flirty gn!reader, Jett is a lowkey matchmaker, semi-public sex, necktie as mouth gag, quickie (?), no beta we die like cinematic Cypher (RIOT STOP NOW) (This story happened at the same time as Change of Heart, and is the alternate for Chamber simps out there!) MINORS DO NOT INTERACT! A/N: This was my first anonymous request! I couldn't find their ask anymore so I can't answer it but I do hope you come across this. I am also sorry if I took so long. Writer's block and university things got in the way :(((

Jett's mischief was at an all time high last night. First, she held Yoru and his ex hostage through 7 Minutes in Heaven, pissing the riftwalker off then forcing Chamber in his place as soon as he decided to end his stay. "Come on, we really need one more for the next game," Jett beckoned. The French gentleman- coincidentally there to ask you all to tone down the music's volume- had never been a fan of rowdy parties the younger agents hosted. He preferred formal gatherings with champagne and jazz music soothing from acoustics and percussion keys. Little did you know that he was only blessed with the patience to tolerate it from the sight of you and the vacant spot on the couch beside you. They all cheered, relieved that for once, the man chose not to be a party pooper. He refused to acknowledge them though as he set his attention towards you.

"I hope I'm not intruding, mon cheri," he mouthed softly so only both of you could hear.

You looked up at him, cheeks flushed from being drunk, as he sat down. You smiled impishly, nudging his arm with your shoulder, "Not at all. In fact, keep doing it."

And there you go again, flawlessly matching his demeanor. Truly a worthy rival to this silly game he had played with every agent in the protocol. Chamber seldom cared for others, unless it was an obligation or a condition in exchange of achieving what he wants. But if he were to name favorites, you were definitely on top of his small list. And because you were his favorite, he permitted you to do things that he didn't allow others to do, like laying your hand on his custom design guns and getting this close to him, shoulders rubbing on each other. For the latter part though, often times it was him trimming the distance to a friendly extent. Almost like you two were buddies. Too bad it paused at "almost", having bonded in Vulture rides during missions, inside the HQ's workshop, and inside the meeting room. Besides those instances, there was nothing. Not even personal messaging to seal the deal- just good work acquaintances. These short interactions were enough to satisfy both of you, until Jett forced everybody to play the Truth or Dare game.

Jett was down to a white sports bra after having been dared by Neon to strip one large article of clothing. She had a habit of messing with others but couldn't handle the same pressure. Quite an ego she possessed, to the point that she'd rather risk social embarassment than exposing her inner desires through a Truth question. She huffed, eager to exact revenge, "My turn. And there will be no mercy, you little shits."

She aggressively pointed right at you, given that the rule of your game was to pass the turn to the person in your front left. There were ooh's in the small crowd, their eyes wide from anticipation. Chamber also let out a light huff, equally excited to see how you're gonna approach the challenge. You appeared tough, crossing your arms and winking at the marksman, "Child's play, if you ask me."

"Oh yeah?" Jett drawled from your overheard comment, arms crossed in an attempt to display superiority over you.

You mimicked the wind Radiant, alcohol raising your confidence to contest her, "Yeah. Dare."

Almost everyone in the circle were on the edges of their seat from Jett's challenge being accepted. They were mumbling to each other, guessing what dare Jett might've thought of, with the exception of Chamber debating on whether to drink the beer Killjoy lended him and Reyna smirking right at you. Your eyes trailed towards the Mexican woman, threatened by her gaze that meant something. Like she knew how things would end up for poor little you.

Jett abruptly stood from the floor, body swaying from being as drunk as the others, then triumphantly puts a hand on her hip, "I dare you to make out with the person to your left."

Chamber, who had just began to take a sip off the disgusting booze, almost spat his drink. The rest were giggling; what a sight it was to see the sentinel finally lose his precious composure. " Ay corazon," you heard Reyna mutter, her eyes glinting in excitement from what's about to go down. Your chest thrummed from the thought of your lips on his. And out in public? Your legs wobbled. The professional relationship you persevered to keep with him was now on the verge of collapsing into debris. This was different from the witty comebacks you've been making towards his flirtatious approach, because making out with him would be like dumping gasoline to an open flame.

"Come on, we don't have all night," Jett complained, shaking you back to your senses, "Unless you're gonna chicken out."

You swiftly downed your beer to the very last drop.

"Monsieur?"

And before Chamber was given a chance to brace himself, your hand already laid on his chest, pushing him to lean on the couch. You straddled him with one leg as your other hand fled to his warm, chiseled jawline. The gentleman always had his ways to play with everyone's heartstrings, but this time you were undeniably tugging his. Your eyes were half-lidded, tearing through his soul, while he decrypted whether those were heated with passion or alcohol.

"Do I have your consent?" you murmured as he inhaled the stench of beer seeping through your lips.

Slowly, his face inched towards yours, so you closed the gap and pressed your lips on his. The audience was impressed. Some of them even had their phones out to take pictures or record videos of this exchange between you and Chamber. The flashes from their phones would've bothered you, but his taste was intoxicating. Who would've thought that the most dubious agent in the protocol would be this delicious? Chamber's eyes slowly closed to relish on this feeling of you on top of him. His hands were itching to grab you by your hips and sit you on his lap if it weren't for the people around you. Your tongue invaded his mouth, which he gladly returned with a dance of his. He was definitely enjoying this.

As soon as you felt his gloved hands on your waist, you pulled away, face flustered as you wiped your lips with your arm. Phoenix whistled, fanning himself with a hand, "Sheesh fam, the room just got hotter. And I swear that wasn't me."

"You sure you guys aren't dating?" Raze joked, making Killjoy giggle.

"Are we?" you acted unfazed, crossing your legs and looking over at Chamber fixing his necktie. He only smirked back. Charmingly though, so your eyes quickly avoided this bait of wanting to kiss him again and looked straight at the embarrassed Jett, "So, my turn now?"

"Ugh," she rolled her eyes.

Change was predestined after that silly game. Neither of you expected the attempt you did to cross the imaginary line separating both of you. It kindled fire as lit as hell, completely burning any sense of focus from your daily tasks to ashes. Sure, your greetings and banters were still exchanged, but the more days passed, the more these little interactions devolved to a chore, inducing fear that a fuse might just explode right then and there. It was as painful to keep yet might be too irresistible once released. There's also this assumption that your feelings for each other might be mutual, but what if it wasn't? What if at the end of the day, it really was just a game? A potential waste of feelings. Potential waste of passion. A risk for a man of commitment- once Chamber started it, backing down is impossible. And you're scared that it might just be a delusion born of temptation. Besides, your flirting was your effective facade to hide your loneliness.

The workshop this evening was more tense than before, what with despair clawing its way out, obvious from the way you stole glances from each other when the other one's not looking. Raze and Killjoy, despite existing in the background, weren't dumb to notice these telltale signs of affection for one another. They knew, of course. They've been there before.

"Oi amigo," Raze called at you. You took off your goggles to better see the duelist. She beckoned with a nod, "Come over here."

Killjoy's peripheral vision was at Chamber's, noting how his head subtly turned to steal yet another sight of you. Too obvious, the German engineer thought.

Raze handed you a screwdriver, one with a black handle and a familiar gold insignia on it, "Can you hand this over to Chamber? Forgot to return it to him."

"Can't do it yourself?"

"Nah," she shook her head, "My shift here's done! Gonna go grab some snacks."

Killjoy abruptly stood, "Can I come?"

Before you were able to object, the two women already bolted out of the room with hands held. You sighed. They're doing this on purpose.

With a hint of hesitation, you stepped towards Chamber's area, his head almost kissing the blueprints laid on his station. A busy man he was, but like usual, he appeared more attractive when he's focused like that. You gently knocked on his desk to catch his attention, not knowing that he was already hyperaware of you, "Hey."

He looked up, straightening his back on his chair then eyeing the screwdriver you were holding.

"Raze told me to give this to you. I'm guessing she borrowed this without asking for your permission?"

He chuckled, "Précisément. You are very familiar with her behavior. Must be used to it."

"She's fine," you half-smiled with a shrug. His hand reached to take the screwdriver from your palm. You felt a tingle from how his fingertips lingered a bit on your skin. You shook it off, acting as casual as you can, "Don't wanna join them?"

"No reason for me to do so," he responded, resting his chin on top of his intertwined fingers as his eyes remained on you, "Besides, your presence here's enough to satisfy me."

"Oh yeah? Am I looking like a snack, monsieur?"

He simply chuckled, bringing his attention back to his blueprints. Deep inside, there was a strong urge to curse. The way you kept calling him monsieur was a threat to his cool. This opportunity, too. He had been wanting to dive beyond the surface of last time's occurence. You had always been the only one who flirted back that provoked something in him. And it was never annoyance nor envy. He loves how you managed to turn on a switch in him, twirling him around your fingers from every response you've reciprocated towards him. To Chamber, you were this appealing distraction against the heavy load of his goals, and at this given moment, he was more than willing to keep this little game running.

You walked back to your station, stretching your arms with a moan, perking up Chamber's ears. God, you really were testing him.

"Loosen yourself a lil' bit. Can't waste all of that good looks in one stressful evening, y'know," you advised with a tease in your voice.

Unfortunately for you, he took this seriously. He set his gloves aside and approached you. Chamber spun your chair to face him, your chin being lifted by his finger and his silhouette taking over you.

"I would give it a try if it wasn't for your teasing, mon cheri."

The ticking bomb had reached its end. His eyes were dimmed by lust and his patience had clearly run dry.

"So the game isn't over yet, huh?" you whispered as your hand traced the colorful swirls on his necktie.

Chamber smirked, marvelling at your lips while his thumb caressed your lower lip. Your breath hitched from his touch yet you refused to back down, now pulling him closer to you through his tie, "What'll it be then? Truth or dare?"

"Dare," the marksman groaned.

"I dare you to be honest with me, monsieur."

A deep chuckle vibrated from his throat as he hauled your chair towards his corner station. Chamber sat on his luxurious furniture, lifting you towards his lap then kicking your chair away, ridding you of escape. Not like you had any intentions to do so- his lap was the far better option. You both relished on each other's breathing, foreheads touching and lips just a few centimetres away from taking over each other. Fuck, he even smelled as handsome as he looks.

Heavy thuds from the corridor caught your attention. You weren't in a private quarter after all. You turned your head towards the door. "Chamber, someone might-"

"Hush," he placed a finger on your lips. His hand braced on your hip- awfully close to the curve of your ass- then his chair hovered towards the door. He hurriedly flicked the lock on and pushed both of you back to his quiet retreat with a boot, "Let us stop pretending, mon amor. No turning back now."

At long last, his soft lips reunited with yours. You could feel yourself instantly melting from this contact- even whimpering from how his hands traveled through the tracks of your spine then his palms spread to the shape of your hips. The marksman was more than eager to kiss you, refusing to let you go and forcing his mouth on yours whenever you attempt to catch a breather. His need for you was no denying, and your mind was empty to even decide on how to equally return what he was giving you. You simply settled by grinding your hips on his as you clutch his shirt's collar.

He gasped a moan from how you rubbed yourself on his hard-on. Chamber did not admit to being a masochist, but this agony was far too pleasing. He'd whip out his erection and rail you right then and there, but he'd endure just a little more to at least get a taste. After flooding you with kisses, his hands departed from your sides to the inside of your top, cupping your chest. His hands felt rough on your soft skin, but the way he fondled your breasts and flicked through your hardened nipples was like handling something delicate. You wanted to moan loudly, but even with the door locked, privacy wasn't guaranteed. The only thing you managed to do was suck onto Chamber's neck, hard enough to leave a hickey. Lucky for you he didn't fight back; his head even leaned to the side so you could better mark the base of his neck.

Sealing it with a sultry kiss, you admired the work of art you left on his skin, a pulsing purple on top of his golden radianite tattoo. Chamber's foggy eyeglasses rested unevenly on the bridge of his nose as he admired the passionate glimmer in your eyes. You responded by cupping his cheeks with your bare hands, staring him down then fixing his specs, "See? It isn't so hard to relax, yeah?"

The thudding outside became louder than before, the echoing of footsteps getting closer to the workshop heated with lust. You pulled yourself off of him with your hands on his shoulders, "That was a good time, monsieur. Maybe let's-"

You were abruptly cut off by Chamber capturing your body, locking you between his stretched arms as you were forced to sit on the edge of his desk. Your hands gripped the collars of his vest, anchoring yourself to avoid squashing his blueprints. The noise outside evolved to knocks on the steel door. You heard Neon's thick voice, "Hey KJ, you there? Why's this locked?"

Chamber grabbed your chin and brought your attention back to him, "I won't condone interruptions. The dare isn't done yet." And once again, your lips were laced onto each other. The exchange this time was much more fervid, with his hand raising and squeezing your right thigh so his clothed sex could grind yours. You let out little moans, aware that the agent outside might hear but couldn't help yourself.

The banging on the door persisted, "KJ hellooo? I just need to ask you something about my favor."

"Tsk." Chamber slipped off his vest, discarding it onto his chair's headrest. His hand made quick work to loosen his necktie and remove it, crumpling it into a ball and then stuffing it inside your mouth. "Quiet now. She won't be leaving any sooner."

A muffled hiss slipped out of your gagged mouth as your body was rotated to face his desk, your hands clawing onto its margin. His arms snaked around your waist, one hand digging to the inside of your pants to stroke your wet sex and the other ringing around your neck. Your saliva was staining his velvety silk tie, with a few excess trickling down your chin. Chamber affirmed he was doing a precise job driving you crazy when he felt wetness drip onto his choking hand. Of course, he wasn't left out- the tent of his pants was rubbing onto your ass. The restraint he established over you was making you roll your eyes from ecstasy, along with the thrill of being caught in action.

Once he felt that you were slick enough from the juices that stained his hand, he pulled down your pants, flipping you to lie on his desk with your horny expression visible to his feral eyes. "To damn with these blueprints, mon coeur. I want to fuck you right here."

The only response you managed was the flutter of your lashes while he unbuttoned his pants, exposing his sexy V-line and hard cock. He was long and big, enough to make you question whether he'd fit in your hole or not, but if only you could talk, you'd taunt him to drill it into you without second thoughts.

Chamber grunted as he entered your hungry hole. You felt your soul leave your body when he started moving, pain and pleasure mixing as his length molded your insides. Your body slid up and down the tabletop the more he kept his pace, so his hands buckled your hips for you to stay still and for him to better savor your walls massaging his dick, "You feel so good, I cannot stop."

You violently shook your head to tell him to keep going as you raised your arms to clutch the desk's frame that's at the same level as your head. You wouldn't want him to stop, either; you wanted him to use you to his desire's content. The message was successfully relayed, his hips pounding you more with your skins slapping onto each other. There were another set of knocks on the door, this time with Neon yelling for Killjoy's name. Before your head shifted to the intruder's direction, Chamber swiftly grabbed your cheeks with one strong hand and brought you back to him, "Behave and keep your eyes on me."

Your insides became wetter from his assertion. He never missed in feeding your sexual appetite, so it's only fair to return the favor by making him even weaker to your presence. Your one hand raised your shirt to expose and tease your nipple, showcasing how delectable you were in front of him as your other hand stretched your entrance even more for his cock's better access. Chamber bit his lower lip and loosened his shirt's first two buttons, struggling to maintain his dominance from how you tempted him with your body. Even in the midst of intercourse, you still contested him, and it was turning him on much more.

His desk creaked, like it was close to collapsing from how intense he rocked your body. Your head was falling onto the opposite edge of his desk, and you were getting dizzier from the blood rising. You didn't mind it though since the marksman compensated by smothering your legs that rested on top of his shoulders with the rightful loving they deserve.

Neon had given up from pursuing entry, "I'll come back later, I guess." Her footsteps were fading away from the room, marking this your chance to be free from the gag he forced onto your mouth. Your chest heaved from the sharp inhales you did, but Chamber rid you of a well-deserved break when he let you go and whirled your body once again to lay your stomach on the surface. Without warning, his dick invaded your swollen hole, penetrating you deeper than before. "Fuck, Chamber," you mouthed with a sting as you felt his entirety even better in this position.

"I'm close, so you better keep still and be good," he grunted as his hips smacked yours. You smirked, speaking in between muted moans, "If I weren't good... then you wouldn't even get this close to cumming, monsieur."

"Mon Dieu," was the last comprehensible phrase he uttered before the room was fogged by the unison of your erotic noises. You covered your mouth with both hands as you came, legs quivering and arms shuddering from the pulsating wave of orgasm. Chamber followed, decorating your back with warm strings of his semen. He sighed heavily, admiring the work of art he left on your body that he finally claimed for his own. Kisses peppered your shoulders before you heard the zip of his pants and the clack of his heels as he approached the nearby sink for a clean sheet of tissue. He was sweet for wiping your back with such gentleness and care- even helping you put on your underwear and pants again.

"I'm sorry for your blueprints," you said with a hand on his cheek once you faced towards him.

He leaned to your touch, kissing the base of your palm, "It's fine. Help me fix them, hm? That way, I get to spend more time with you and know you even better."

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ─ ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ─ ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ───

#valorant #valorant fanfiction #valorant smut #valorant x reader #valorant chamber #chamber valorant #chamber #chamber x reader #chamber x you #vincent fabron #vincent fabron x you #choudechambers writing #kinktober #kinktober 2022 #sorry im late

[thereader-radhika]

Some crazy Ponniyin Selvan prompts

• Poonkuzhali joins Pandya Aabathudavigal.

Some time ago, some people from the Pandya country came here. They wanted me to help them wreak vengeance on the royal family which had betrayed my aunt. It was then that I heard my aunt's story. My blood began to boil and I decided to join them. Later, I came to know how my aunt felt about all this. . . . Then I abandoned the idea of joining hands with the Pandya group. As you said my aunt's love is really divine. But mark my words, I won't be like her. If any Prince tries to deceive me I'll take revenge. I'll kill him. I'll also kill the woman who steals him from me. Then I'll stab myself and die.

• Vanathi joins Buddha monastery for real.

Vanathi went on: "Yes! I've decided to become a Buddhist sanyasini. Why do you object to that? Weren't there many women in ancient Tamil Nadu who became ascetics? Did not Madhavi's daughter, Manimekalail, become an ascetic and attain divinity and don't we praise her now as the Goddess Manimekalai? I have no such aspirations. I tried to end my useless life, but failed in the attempt. Perhaps it is God's wish that I live a little longer. I want to join a Buddhist monastery and spend my time serving people. You won't refuse to help me, will you?"

• Chinna Pazhuvettaraiyar Kalanthaka Kandar adopts Vanthiyathevan.

Let's wait, he thought, until my older brother returns. We can find out about him then and do whatever is best. A warrior like him should be inducted into our private bodyguard. Even a portion of his ancestral kingdom could be given back to him. Helping boys like this will bind them to us and ensure their loyalty. But if he's proved an enemy, we'll have to make other plans. Let's wait for my brother, anyway. We’ll see.

• Poonkuzhali fakes her death and runs away from the palace.

The court politics and the never ending scheming are so tiring and infuriating. She doesn't like Senthan as much as thought and Emperor Senthan is the most eligible married man in the country. She runs away, to embrace the waves once again.

• Manimegalai thinks 'ponal pogattum poda' (let it go) and starts to manage the affairs of Sambuvarayar clan when Kandan Maran is away on border patrol.

She is totally embarassed about her emotional outburst about a man who doesn't like her, that too to the woman he actually loves.

• Parthipendra Pallavan and Manimegalai decide to get married out of spite and plot the end of Vanthiyathevan and Kundavai.

Yeah, I made that up. I am crazy.

If anyone writes anything, please tag me so that my evil heart can rejoice 😏

@vibishalakshman @willkatfanfromasia @celestesinsight @harinishivaa @nspwriteups @nature-writes29, @whippersnappersbookworm @philtstone @sambaridli @sampigehoovu @thirst4light @dr-scribbler @doesitmatterluv @thirishareads

#ponniyin selvan #ponniyin selvan 2 #poonguzhali #poonkuzhali #vanathi #arulmozhi varman #arunmozhi varman #vanthiyathevan #vanthiyadevan #vallavaraiyan vandiyadevan #vallavarayan vanthyathevan #Senthan #manimegalai #parthibendran #chola dynasty #kollywood

[chaoticrokiroki]

back to our regularly scheduled rarepair

jirou's the one to ask todoroki out - multiple times with no success. he just doesn't get it and she's not bold enough to say the word "date" outright. so they end up having four different outings, and shouto not only invites the rest of the class but also thanks her for organising such a fun class activity -

she'd wanted to hold his hand while watching a movie and sharing popcorn like in those cheesy romcoms. (the entire class came with)

he'd mentioned that he hadn't really listened to music at all before so maybe. she could've helped him pick out something he'd like? maybe she could've bought him some CDs or just. showed him the options and then have hot chocolate together!! alone!! (kaminari, ashido and bakugou came with. ashido and bakugou understood what happened immediately and she was mortified)

having lunch together should be fine shouldn't it?? not too difficult to get, just walking together to a cozy diner near UA and finally get a chance to be Alone. (midoriya and iida, of course, always have lunch with him so. why not invite them too?)

momo and asui put together a picnic basket for them to enjoy (he saw them walking away and asked them to stay.)

so she's. understandably discouraged and kind of heartbroken in that weird "this could've been hurtful enough to make me sob if id gotten the chance to have it." way.

the fifth try is a last ditch effort - because kyouka might be shy and hurt and not all that confident behind the 'tough girl' act but. she's still a hero, isn't she? and if she can't do this, if she can't let herself have this, how is she supposed to be a good hero? how is she supposed to fight villains and have people trust her to save them for the rest of her life if she can't raise her voice to ask for a stupid date?

more than that - being a hero is hard. it shuts doors to a normal life, to those normal everyday occurrences that make up everyone else's lives. if high school is the only chance to be selfish, to take instead of giving herself to everyone all the time, then how can she let that chance pass her by?

it's not romantic. not in the least (though shouto will argue that seeing kyouka flustered and angry and demanding a proper date at his doorstep was the peak of all romance and changed his life for the better). she just knocks with more strength than strictly necessary and waits until the door is barely cracked open before blurting it out. all of it. she's frustrated and embarrassed and also kind of pissed that bakugou's studying in shouto's room and listening in to her awful confession - "i want to go on a date with you. i actually meant for all of those outings to be dates and you invited other people and i almost gave up but. i want to try and go on a real date with you so badly. and id never thought of you that way before but momo wouldn't stop gushing about her wonderful friend todoroki and when you started tagging along to our mall trips and stopping by to have lunch it was just all replaying in my head and momo told me to go for it so i did - i am going for it and i want to go on a date with you, possibly tonight so i dont lose whatever dumb courage made me do this."

she's never felt more like midoriya and she's pretty sure bakugou's going to actually die from laughing too much but. shouto looks at her and says yes - is just as embarassed as she is, blushing lightly, but his eyes are bright and he's looking at her. - says "yes. id like that. can we go watch something again? i saw that in a movie once."

their first date isn't watching a movie and sharing popcorn in a dark cinema. it's too late to ask permission to leave UA for that. but they do sit close on the floor of her dorm room, closing the curtains and watching movies in dim light. the air is sweet and filled with anxious yearning and there's no popcorn to share but their hands are sweaty where they've clasped them together and they're not letting go.

#bnha #mha #shouto todoroki #todojirou #tidojiro #kyoka jirou #kyoka jirou/todoroki shouto #theyre in love in my head #jirou kyouka #this is an actual mess #but ive got so many feelings for Them #rarepair #bnha rarepair #mha rarepair

[la-hannya]

"SeSsRiN iS cAnOn, GeT a LiFe AnD mOvE oN"!!!! cit.

Rumiko Takahashi NEVER said that Yashahime/Sessrin are canon, Sessrinners are living in their own delusion as usual because litterally every canon source tells otherwise but of course they prefer to ignore this truth. Rumiko, after Yashahime was out clearly stated that Sess is Rin's "hogosha" aka guardian/parental figure and in her recent interview also clearly stated that her series, ALL OF THEM, are over. She never acknowledged Yashahime as Inuyasha's canon sequel, we were never told by whoever to consider Yashahime part of the Inuyasha canonical storyline as if Rumiko herself wrote it unlike J.K.Rowling did with the Curse of the Heir that unfortunately is canon. On the contrary, on the Yashahime OFFICIAL WEBSITE is clearly stated that Yashahime is nothing more than Sumisawa's au scenario. Even the author of the YH manga adaption explained on a Twitter post that his work is merely his PERSONAL INTERPRETATION of Yashahime. So basically it's a doujinshi inspired to a fanfiction. These Sessrin pedos stupidly believe that given that Rumiko approved these works means that they're magically turned canon, but just so you know she needs to approve everything related to Inuyasha because of legal rights. She also approved the movies and the drama cds (remember the Inukik one?) but this stuff is never canon and never will be. Toriyama also had to approve Dragon Ball GT but it's still not canon. The day Rumiko will wake up and publicly announce we're supposed to consider the YH series and manga as canon then it's gonna be set in stone, but canonical sources tell otherwise and contraddicting themselves now would embarass and make them look like clowns who're not able to make up their minds. So no, not gonna happen. Not now not ever, sorry. Also, Rumiko never remotely hinted in her CANON story that Sesshomaru and Rin would be lovers, nor that Sess's feelings for her were remotely romantic when he showed to care for her. On the contrary, she always called out pedophilic behaviors in her story, when Miroku asked that 11 yo girl to birth his kids, all the other characters were disgusted as it should be. And Rin had exactly the same age when Pedomaru proposed to her in that disgusting drama cd that again, wasn't from Rumiko but from Sunrise.

So... nice try pedos, but no, your garbage pedo ship will NEVER BE CANON. You can cry as much as you want, just enjoy your fanfiction/doujinshi crumbs and go back to the sewer were pedos like you belong 🤷‍♀️😘

There's an Inukik one???

And yes, that's on point with what we've been saying for the past 3 years and even before that.

Also, even if it's not canon I dunno why they can get so up in arms "Like really? That's gonna stop you from shipping your THING? That is not canon. You gonna die because of that?" If we go by Anastasia's source, (*a person who worked animating some parts of HnY*) and that first leak— it's implied they were more "mom" options on the table and that when present with the idea of "Rin" mostly everyone on the meeting rejected it except ofc you know whos that kept pushing the idea (and we know that backfired). So, let's say it was Kikyo, or Kagura, or Sara Asano, or even Kagome, or EVEN some random woman.

It would still have been non-canon... 🤷🏻‍♀️💁🏻‍♀️

Facts.

Unless RT says otherwise, it would still be non-canon.

And even if that had happened. I have a feeling they would be rustled at us and the studio for not choosing theirs. Tbh, why care about that? Even if you ignore the saucerib in HnY. The rest of the thing mostly f*cking sucks. They had HnY on the backburner for years after TFA and they couldn't come up with decent writing? They would've f*cked over my ship or the others like they did theirs and InuKag's. The people I know here can come up with something better in a one shot in one day. Hells, weren't they tagging #justiceforsessrin on twitter because they hated how it turned out at the ending?

At this point I don't really give much about HnY. As long as they stay in their little corner and stay off my sh*t I won't give Fs so like I've told em before:

"Block me".

I just want to focus on my headcanons and writing skills to Git Gud. I'm more mad that thanks to a guy with a Loli fetish this fandom isn't what it used to be.

#anti rinsess #anti sessrin #antisessrin #antiyashahime #anti pedosawa

[firagaarmor]

I posted 1,427 times in 2022

That's 1,427 more posts than 2021!

384 posts created (27%)

1,043 posts reblogged (73%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@fillinforlater

@iznsfw

@midnightdancingsol

@sinswithpleasure

@russett-pots

I tagged 1,188 of my posts in 2022

Only 17% of my posts had no tags

#reblog - 808 posts

#ask - 362 posts

#anon - 103 posts

#friskyriskywhisky - 54 posts

#nicat27 - 53 posts

#izone minju - 44 posts

#kim minju - 43 posts

#izone eunbi - 33 posts

#izone chaewon - 31 posts

#kwon eunbi - 30 posts

Longest Tag: 22 characters

#rocket punch yunkyoung

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

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50 notes - Posted April 6, 2022

#4

They say that everyone is connected by a red string of fate. The end of the string could be close by while others can stretch out to far distances.

You have the ability to see other's red string as well as your own but unfortunately for you, you haven't found the person yet. However as time passed you notice that the red on the string has started to fade from its bright red color. You don't mind it until a faithful encounter.

You find yourself wandering around the city, not knowing what to do with your time. An ingenious idea comes to mind as you go head to your office building, but instead of going to your table you head for the roof top. Once up there you thought that the view of the city would catch your attention but instead it's a woman leaning on the rails. You find yourself staring until you notice that she's staring right back at you.

"Do you need anything?" She asks. You shake her head in response, completely stunned. You see her giggle, however what caught your attention is the color of her string is also fading.

How would you tell her that both of you are bound to fall in love at the cost of one of your lives?

Well...this is a very interesting ask dear

TW: Death. mentions of suicide and abuse

You knew deep down that it would come to this moment. You've prepared yourself for this all the time. And yet...it still hurts nonetheless. It's been a month since you found her. Kim Gaeul. A stranger whose fate is bound to yours. Your eyes trace her angelic face, remembering every little detail before the inevitable happens.

Her eyes closed and it seemed like she wasn't in pain even though the disease was eating her body from the inside. A call of your name escapes her mouth making you kneel and hold her hand.

"I'm here dear" You said with a fake smile, hiding the pain you're feeling.

"I wanna tell you something" Her voice soft, almost a whisper.

Your eyebrows raise out of curiosity and you said "What is it?"

She opened her eyes to you and smiled, making you more confused.

"You can see the red string, can't you? Yours is almost vanishing"

"Wh-what? You can also see them like me?" You asked, shocked at the revelation.

She simply nodded and said "Of course I do. What kind of guy just casually walks to the roof when it's freezing outside."

You smiled in embarassment and rubbed the back of your neck. Your eyes then met hers. Longing and loneliness is what you felt from her eyes.

"Do you know why I was at the roof top that night?" She asked and you shook your head.

"I wanted to die that night. All my life, I'd been bullied and abused by everyone. My parents, my friends, all of them. Every single person I met saw me as someone worthless." You could only held her hand and look down hearing her story. She suddenly reached for you and raise your head.

"I was about to end it all until you came to the rooftop. You didn't realize it but you saved me. You washed away a lifetime of sorrow and agony out of my life. All in a month. I know what you tried to do. It's because of the red string isn't it?" You simply nodded at her, not wanting her to hear your voice crack.

"Hey, come closer" You know what she wants. You wiped the tears in your eyes and got on the bed with her. She turned to face you and you still wonder how she has a smile even in the face of death. As if reading your thoughts she said "I'm smiling because of you. You gave me something I never had in my entire life. Happiness, and I'm grateful for it. The only regret I have is not having more time with you. Thank you and...I love you."

"I love you too" You said holding back your tears after her eyes closed.

54 notes - Posted November 6, 2022

#3

Hi I'd like to ask if you have any good ryujin fanfics/smut :)

There's this one by @writerpeach

Ddeun has one ft. yeji @ggidolsmuts

Levi has two, this one and this one has multiple idols so enjoy @worldsover

I'm pretty sure there's plenty more, but I don't really remember. maybe other writers can help me kek

58 notes - Posted March 4, 2022

#2

Masterlist

Hi there, I’m a new writer. You can call me Tim and I go by he/him

Rules + Idol List

Ko-fi link

I’m mostly a smut writer but sometimes I’ll write some fluff if I got inspired in someway so if you are uncomfortable or a minor or both, just leave the blog or block me. I was a long time reader, but decided to try and write my own fics. I’m gonna try and write for idols that are less popular or I feel don’t have that many fics.

You can send me suggestions to fics, but I don’t take requests for now as I don’t feel confident enough just yet. Maybe in the future. My asks are always open but due note, that it may take awhile before I read them.

List of my works:

Itzy

Aespa

Weekend Break feat. Giselle (Smut)

Loona

A Place I Can Call Home feat. Olivia Hye (Smut)

IZ*One

Stroke of Luck feat. Chaeyeon (Smut)

A Special Kind of Present feat. Hitomi (Smut)

Ive (SFW Only)

O Sole Mio feat. Gaeul (Fluff)

Special Day feat. Gaeul (Smut)

Soloist

Good Boy feat. Chungha (Smut)

114 notes - Posted January 18, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

O Sole Mio

Ive Gaeul x Male Reader

SFW

TW: Depression? Maybe, I thought I had to put this. But, this is a fluff, I promise

You never thought it would get to this point. A decent house you can call home. A job that pays well with good friends and colleagues and one where you’re very good at and enjoy at the same time. But there’s one that you treasured the most. Your wife, Kim Gaeul. It was love at first sight when you first met her. You still remembered how it was back then.

It was your first day in college. You walked through the halls and corridors to your dormitory. You walked while memorizing the place considering this is where you’ll live for the next few years. As you walked up the stairs, you saw that there was a girl in front of your room trying to open the door. “Sorry, I think you got the wrong room there. This is my room actually” You said to her. She turned around and you were starstruck by her beautiful face. You felt as though an angel was in front of you. “Oh my mistake, sorry” She looked at her keys properly this time. It matched the door to your right. “Uh - It’s alright really hehe. I think your room is next to mine.” You said. “Oh right! My bad. I’m Gaeul by the way, Kim Gaeul.” She smiled and extended her arm to properly greet you. You properly introduce yourself to her. “Looks we’ll be seeing each other quite a lot.” She chuckled and smiled making your heart race. “Hehe, guess I’ll see you around Gaeul.” You smiled nervously as you answered her. After that you both went to your rooms.

The next few months definitely felt like the happiest times of your life. College sucked and the lecturers didn’t care much given how much work you need to do everyday. You were barely hanging on but at least you had her. Her schedules had a lot in common with yours so both of you were bound to get close. You went to classes with her, have lunch together, and even did a few projects along with her. Your feelings were growing and you wanted to tell her so bad. Unfortunately, your inner demons said otherwise. You had hurt your lover and broke her heart in highschool. It took a long time before you forgive yourself, but that fear remained. You tried to keep your feelings buried, but in the end, it only became stronger.

She seemed like a social butterfly. She would always greet someone when you walk with her to class. It felt like she knew everyone on campus. You thought it would be logical for her to go out and hang out with her friends. Instead she spends long hours in your room, talking with you about basically everything. You felt as though she knew you even better than yourself. Some part of you suggest that perhaps she felt the same way about you,  but the other part made the assumption that she just sees you as a really good friend. Either way, your heart would always beat wildly when she’s around. It’s like your heart now beats for her….

“Hon? Honey? Hey what’s wrong?” She waved her hand snapping you from your trance and her face showed concern. You’re brought back to your home with her. You remembered that you were having dinner with her. “Oh my, did I spaced out?” You said as you shook your head trying to regain focus. “You did hon, what happended? I saw that you weren’t touching your food. Is – is it not good? I’m sorry, I’m – “ You reach forward, holding her hand as you explained. “Hey hey, It’s alright, I’m sorry I made you worried. Just started reminiscing about how we met at college.” You smiled as you hold her hand. She chuckled and held onto your hand as her lips curve into the same smile she had back then.

“I never properly thanked you have I?.”

“Thank me? For what?” She asked back.

“For saving me.” You stared into her obsidian eyes and smiled brightly.

It was your second year of college. It was getting harder and harder just getting through day. You feel so exhausted with each passing day and you can feel your mental health deteriorating. It felt like you were drowning in a sea of darkness. Loneliness and despair is what you felt each second. You had tried to fight it off alone, not wanting other people to be burdened by you. In the end, nothing was working. You knew you needed to do something, anything to save your soul. In the middle of the night, you got out of your room and knocked on her door. You thought that she was probably asleep, but she opened her door after the second knock. She immediately hugged you which caught you off guard. It was as if she knew something was wrong the moment she looked at your eyes. You cried on her shoulders as she rubbed your back and said nothing.

“After that we went to your room where I told you what was wrong. You never interrupted me once. You just listened as you hold my hand in yours. You became my sun again and your light brighten my world once more. Thank you so much Gaeul. Thank you for saving me. I love you.” As you finished, you take her hand and kissed the back of it. She smiled brightly and moved to sit on your lap. “I love you too.” Her lips meet yours and you felt like you were falling in love all over again. She broke the kiss after and played with your hair while staring into your eyes. “Now, let me feed you before it turns cold.” She smiled while bringing a spoon full to your mouth. You ate it with the biggest smile on your face. It didn’t take long before you were done with your meal.

She grabbed the plates and began washing it as you stared at her through your seat. An idea came into your mind and you smiled. You slowly make your way behind without her knowing. Suddenly you hugged her from behind making her yelp at your presences. Both of you were laughing as she finishes washing the dishes. You then carry her bridal style and she wrapped her arms on your neck, her eyes looking at you with so much love and warmth. As you reach the bed, you put her down slowly and went to your side of the bed. She turned off the light and faced you. Your hands go to her face to carress her as kiss her on the forehead. “I love you Gaeul, and thank you again for  saving me.” She smiles and pecks you on the lip “I love you too, and I’ll always be your sun.” Both of you then sleep, holding each other. You were happy and satisfied with your life. You had found her. Your sunshine. Your O Sole Mio.

Note: I actually had the idea for this fic before Weekend Break. I was inspired to write for one of my ults and I wanted it to be a fluff. For some reason O Sole Mio by iz*one got stuck in my head so I figured I’ll name the fic after the song lol

Side Note: O Sole Mio means my own sun or my own sunshine

213 notes - Posted January 16, 2022

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[minnowtank]

I posted 3,341 times in 2022

That's 3,341 more posts than 2021!

137 posts created (4%)

3,204 posts reblogged (96%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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I tagged 1,881 of my posts in 2022

Only 44% of my posts had no tags

#vocaloid - 252 posts

#fav - 102 posts

#cats - 92 posts

#art - 85 posts

#touhou - 79 posts

#text - 73 posts

#aa - 50 posts

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#5

(#b2b2b2 / #34403d / #c8e7df), (#55d1b5 / #bbd0f0) some colors that would work with your current header. you can pick one from the first parentheses set and one from the second. (re: your post about needing new blog colors)

i forgot to reply to this thank you anon who is probably miles my mutual. i ended up picking different colours for a new image but i appreciate this :)

6 notes - Posted November 13, 2022

#4

autism HUNGRY. feed it SINGING JAPANESE ROBOTS

7 notes - Posted October 1, 2022

#3

I cannot see why you would think AJ is anything but morally a disgrace.

If you don't.

You don't love the trilogy.

You just love your self-obsessions.

And not humanity.

You love nothing.

You love nothing.

You love nothing.

I can't do that when the games want me to be aware of the fucking trilogy.

THEN WHY DID HE FUCKING INCLUDE PHOENIX

TAKUMI RUINED HIS FUCKING FRANCHISE FOR NO REAASOJNJ

FUCK THEM

FUCK TH(S FRANCHISE

KILL IT

...Sorry.

I kinda came here just to be able to talk about that stuff I liked. And that's where the problem came in.

Apollo Justice,

Holy shit do I hate this festering worm of a game and everything it stands for.

Apollo Justice is the most aborted violation of creative integrity in the history of fiction. It oozes contempt and spite for its own history and the love people showed it from every pore of its wretched little corpse, shitting on anything and everything just to secrete its rancid excuse for a narrative with zero compassion or joy, just festering in its own filth as it taints everything associated with it in its own bile.

If you a

Those are garbage as well.

This entire franchise deserves to die.

With all of the shitstains it aborted.

But I can't talk about them because of people who like games I consider despicable. That's it.

Chronicles is fine.

...Sorry.

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9 notes - Posted October 26, 2022

#2

zlibrary got nuked the world hates college students.

9 notes - Posted November 3, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

waugh

210 notes - Posted August 30, 2022

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this is so embarassing my second most reblogged post of the year was reblogged almost entirely by random ass radfems i had to individually block

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[literallyshiv]

What do you think about tomgregs writing scenarios where Shiv dies so they can end up together? One of the most popular tomgreg fics on ao3 is literally just shiv dying after being used to give birth to a baby for Tomgreg to take care of. Not to mention, the most recent nasty fic in the succession tag... Do all tomgregs hate women?

1) you couldnt even write an original ask huh. had to copypaste the same exact question to all of us like we're nothing to you.....

2) i think referring to people by ships they enjoy is the most embarassing possible thing someone could do and i would die by crucifixion before calling myself a tomgreg or tomshiv or literally anything else. so like regardless of if they hate women i think somebody who identifies themself as a tomgreg has bigger issues to worry about

3) i dont have the brain cells to come up with a stance on the morality of the topic so all i will say is that i think its boring as shit to sideline shiv in any capacity murder divorce extended business trip who cares just let me see her!!!!!!!! what is even the point of tom and greg having fail sex if tom's wife doesn't find out and get to have her own field day about it and we get to see her side of it all explored. so yea i guess my point is its not the death that's the issue it's the lack of making use of her character. if someone was to have shiv die but the way they handled it was interesting and conveys her substance within the story, i could totally be into it. its just a matter of shiv's presence affecting the other characters around her and having an equally amount of influence on the story

#obviously theres going to be exceptions because like. if someone is writing focusing on gregs perspective then shiv probably isnt going to #be very present in the story and so yeah that's not like. inherently problematic or whatever #but also. she and tom are quite literally married and if you want to tell the entire story of the situation they're in & you do so while #not paying any attention to shiv other than as a roadblock to tom and greg being together. that sucks. #ask #anon

[tallysgreatestfan]

Oh man, why do I suddenly want to read/write Entrapta/Hordak/Shadow Weaver? Its just so much monster sex, femdom and other kink potential... but I also have not even the slightest idea how the hell this could potentially happen.

I mean, I have this unpopular headcanon that Entrapta and Hordak are polyamorous, but with most focus on the relationship between them, and I could see Shadow Weaver either being open for polyamory or open for threesomes too,and from my headcanon they all fit into each others prey scheme - but there is honestly no way that her and Hordak or her and Entrapta could get along well enough.

#1 #2 #3 #4 #5 #idea #Shadow Weaver #Hordak #Entrapta #She-Ra #Entrapta/Hordak/Shadow Weaver #please does the five tag thing still work #I die of embarassment if this ends up in the tags #but I also want to tag it to find it again later

[levinyathan]

Leviathan getting bullied at RAD

tags: fluff, verbal bully, mc is strong

I'm sorry for my broken english.

It's nothing new that Leviathan getting bullied at RAD, it's like a public secret

Some students likes to talk shit behind him, but never physically bully him since they knew they are gonna die.

The brothers actually quite pissed off about it, but choose to not care because Leviathan doesn't want them to make a fuss about it and said that he doesn't care about it at all.

Which he actually lies.

Oh boy, he overthink about it every single day.

He couldn't mad about it, since what they says are all correct.

He is a gross, freak, weirdo, shut in, lame, cringe, good for nothing otaku.

One day he rants about Ruri Chan's new audio drama with you at class during break.

And then two demons who intends to whispering but end up talk out loud thanks to their loud voice, talking shit about him.

"Ugh I'm sick about him talking Ruri this and Ruri that. Can't he just shut up already?"

"Well that's a freak otaku for ya, I feel bad about that human. They must be sick hearing him rambles all day." the other snickers.

Leviathan suddenly quiet after hearing that, looking down while clenching his fist.

Oh My God this is so embarassing.

Does MC truly feels sick with him? Oh no what had he done?

When he looked up at you to apologize that he has been annoying, you isn't there.

Where the fuck did that human go?

Before his eye blinks, you suddenly jump from their seat and kick one of the demon in the face.

* p i k a c h u s h o c k f a c e *

While the demon fell down to the floor, the other one trying to shout at them because what the fuck is that for.

But before the demon speaks, you quickly t posing to assert dominance that make the demon flinched and confused as hell.

"I will only say this once and only once. If you dare talk shit about Levi, I will curse you and your entire bloodline. I am graduated from Hogwarts you fool."

Which you actually don't.

The demon left speechless and flees

You looked back towards Levi, who is looking at you with his sparkling eyes.

"Are you okay?"

"H-Henry?! Wait no I mean, MC! Y-You are so cool! How could you be so strong?!"

It's like that scene where Henry protecting the Lord of Shadows.

Or where the cool senpai protecting the cute heroine from the bullies from that shoujo cliche manga.

Will def become your hardcore fanboy.

He clings with you a lot and feel more safer since you can just kick those shitty demon's ass.

"MC they insulting me and Henry :(" x "Who tf" kind of dynamic.

Sometimes he thinks it is quite lame for being the one who get protected but he enjoys it regardless.

Never worried that you will get hurt since you are very strong.

But if you do, he snapped and might or might not kill those mean bullies.

He thinks either protecting or getting protected by you feels good.

Thinks he has been blessed for getting this kind of trope.

#obey me levi hc #obey me shall we date #obey me leviathan #obey me levi x mc #obey me levi x reader #obey me headcanons #obey me hc

[sokkagatekeeper]

bestie did i read that right you CANNOT just say “haru had a brief fling with zuko” in the tags and leave it at THAT-

no but i WOULD like to hear about haru x zuko🤔🤔 (@i-hate-mayo)

yeah well maybe i need to stop talking so much in the tags. that said! me and @/zukkot crafted this scenario (about an 80% of a joke. give or take) in which haru has a brief fling with zuko at the western air temple, most importantly at the same time he has a fling with katara. now i know this sounds batshit but there’s a big comedic value to it.

reasons why haru should hook up with zuko and katara at the same time: it would be further proof of the fact that katara and zuko share the same taste in men (see: jet, who is also sokka-esque); it would mean katara and zuko share not only one, but two ex-boyfriends/boyfriend-adjacents; it would mean dumb teen romantic drama, and i think they deserve it; it would definitely strengthen their friendship. somehow!

people this fling would piss off: katara, for letting another tall boy with nice hair break her heart and for zuko of all people nonetheless; sokka, for being foced to remember the fact that katara and zuko have the same (SHITTY) taste in men; aang, who is deep down a twelve-year old in puppy love; ty lee, who is honestly a little tired of people breaking zuko’s little heart, even if it was kinda funny at one point

people this fling would be a fun little adventure to: haru! and do not misunderstand him, he might’ve made a mistake, but in his defense, he thought katara... knew. zuko knew he was having a fling with katara as well, why wouldn’t katara? overall this was a fun experience that served haru to understand he is, in fact, straight. now “why would haru experiment with zuko, fugitive prince of the fire nation, of all people?” the answer is that haru has no impulse control, next question; toph, who loves teen drama when it’s merely outside of her person but inside her social circle, and whose feet are very aware of everything that went down at the western air temple, is very amused as well.

people this fling would not piss off: zuko, whose heart was not, in fact, broken by haru. he might’ve been hooking up with haru but deep down he was pining after sokka the entire time, the poor thing. which also brings me to my next statement;

zuko can uh... forgive the mustache, when they’re at it. katara thinks it’s hot, sokka thinks it’s hideous, zuko thinks it’s... fine. whatever. five out of ten. but it’s definitely not a plus. zuko likes haru enough, and nothing more — he’s not a sokka, y’know. not even a jet. but that’s fine, because zuko is not looking for romance! he’s looking to distract himself from his embarassing crush on sokka, the crushing weight of uncertainity of not knowing if his uncle hates his guts or not, his imminent defeat and death and general mortality upon joining a 12 year-old’s rebel gang of child soldiers, etc. you know, typical teen boy stuff. so when haru off-handedly mentions katara, zuko is just like “huh. ok?” he simply doesn’t give a shit. good for him! katara on the other hand is not looking for romance on principle, not because haru wasn’t a good candidate, but because you know, the War. girl has her priorities. but haru is so sweet to her she has got to admit she sort of got a crush. now there’s two possible scenarios in which katara finds out;

first, during their last days at ember island, when sharing grief over jet, looking to lighten up the mood a little, zuko says “isn’t it crazy we share two entire ex-boyfriends” and katara is like “what.” and then zuko gets drenched instantly. there’s no witnesses; who’s to say what happened really. maybe a very big wave or something

OR, when toph says, “i knew you had a secret thing with haru!” at the same time katara and zuko, aka the exact same person defensively say, “NO I DID NOT—” and it goes downhill from there

either way. internally, katara is like, “haru wouldn’t do that” but then she concludes she actually doesn’t care that much about haru, and she thinks “i can’t believe ZUKO would do that!!!” and she gets back on her zuko-is-evil mindset the entire day — “you just had to colonize my love life as well, didn’t you???” they are back to being ride-or-die besties by the next morning tho.

upon these very public, very hilarous revelations, sokka sincerely believes it is his right to punch that dude. fuckboying it up not only with his bro, his boy bestie, his pal, his totally absolutely entirely platonic lohl (love of his life) etc etc, but also with his sister!! that is of course until zuko tells him no, haru did not break his heart (jet did tho. poor thing p2. good thing zuko broke his heart right back! but that’s for another post). zuko insists it was a meaningless fling for him, even if it angered katara to no end, and then it angered zuko because it angered katara, because they are both Like That. since then, sokka finds the situation... kinda funny.

so a year after the war has ended, aang and katara inevitably break up. the first thing sokka does upon hearing the news is go directly to zuko like, “if you go after aang i swear to god” and then zuko almost pukes a little. not about to make out with a twelve year old, y’know? (and actually, aang is fourteen at the time, but once you know someone at twelve at sixteen you always know them at twelve at sixteen. privately, aang thinks zuko is kinda ugly, anyway.) during the years aang and katara spend as just friends, katara and haru light up their little flame again for a little while. it’s fun, but it doesn’t last. there’s too much history there, y’know? sometimes zuko will visit and give haru the bad eye, and haru thinks it’s because he kinda broke zuko’s heart, but in reality it’s because he broke katara’s heart and made her angry, and zuko can hold a grudge. eventually tho aang and katara get back together because they go really hard on fate and soulmates. zuko thinks it’s perfectly reasonable, and sokka & toph don’t want to ruin their beautiful love story just yet, so they keep quiet. when sokka and zuko get together, katara looks at zuko straight in the eye and says “no.” and zuko points at aang, and says “no.” so their shared type in men comes to an amiable end.

that is, until one night at a sleepover. zuko takes a sip of his tea (alcohol) and says, “jet was kinda like sokka, though” and katara says “No.” but zuko keeps going, also pretty horrified, “and haru is kinda like aang” and katara says “STOP.” and they happily agree to never speak of any of it ever again.

#this is my haruko agenda #katara #zuko #haru #katara&zuko #zukoxharu #kataraxharu #gaang #because of the chaos going down #(? #it counts #n #headcanons #asks #anon #i-hate-mayo #long post #i hope this was of ur liking besties. it certainly was of MY liking lmao i had the time of my life typing this

[broadway-ghoul]

I’m home sick rn and I’ve been binge reading everything I can get my hands on. Including checking all 476 works with the Yomo Renji tag on Ao3...

Ahem

Here are all the kinda Yomo-centric ones, or atleast where he playes a kinda big part.

Popsicles  - nsfw , Yomo/Uta. Uta fucks Yomo into the mattress. First part kinda made me wanna die of second hand embarassment but the ending’s worth it. 7/10

Precious moments - fluff, Yomo and others being adorable. I’ve re-read this so many times and it’s so cute, Hinami bullies Yomo into braiding her hair. 100/10

V. - fluff/angst, five stages of Hikari’s life. Heartbreaking, but so so good. I:Brother, II:Husband, III:Daughter, IV:Son, V:Self. 100/10

Safe Heaven - Haise’s hurt and he follows his instincts. I actually quite like this one. 8/10

A penny for her thoughts - a drabble collection starring Touka. Chap 2 contains most Yomo. 10/10

Gift horses - Uta participates in valentines day, much to everyones annoyance and my amusement. 9/10

Promised land - Touka and Ayato throughout the series. Not my fave but still good. 6/10

Send to - Kaneki tries to send spicy text to Touka, he accidentally sends them to Yomo. Deadass almost had me in tears. 100/10

Hope - Yomo and Ayato have a short conversation at :re when Touka’s away. I waws hoping Ayato would figure it out, but alas. 7/10

:re - unfinnished work but the first chapter can be read as a stand-alone. Sweet and sad at the same time. also Yomo can’t read- 7/10

Tradition - Uta makes something new for Ichika every year. very wholesome. 9/10

Choosing; Being Chosen; Nothing More - Ichika being surrounded by people who love her. Yomo and Ichika and Uta chap 5. Very sweet. 9/10

A storie like this before - Stories about Hikari and Arata. I like it. 6/10

Unmasked - Uta plays therapist for Hide. Not much Yomo but still 5/10

Memento - Yomo hates hit birthday but Uta got him a gift anyway. Holy mother of god, its so bittersweet. 100/10

Vectors - Angst, canon typical content but starring Uta and Yomo, 8/10

Father figure - Arata’s alive, it’s got the grammar of a 10 yo and it’s not really good but Ii’m putting it in anyway. 2/10

Osaka - Kaneki’s blind. Hide and Yomo helps. Its sweet. 9/10

Wouldn’t be so bad - angst, Nishki loses his crap(understandably) and Yomo has to restrain him. 7/10

 Beam - Hide ft. Anteiku Bonding. Hide being the sunshine that he is. 9/10

Hold me closer - there’s only one person who gets to see Yomo greive. Yomo has a mental breakdown and Uta comforts him. 100/10

And if I die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take - Angst, death, Yomo/Uta, this one hurt like a mf. I think this one’s my fave. 200/10.

the truth about presents - the wrapingpaper is determined to make Yomo’s life hell. Yomo/Uta. 9/10

Take me, tease me - nsfw, Yomo/uta. Chap 1 and 3. I like chapter 1 much better than 3. chapter 1 = 10/10.

Glimmer - fluff, Yomo never grew out of his habbit of sitting in high places. 8/10

Welcome home - unfinished, but oh it’s so good. Very sad it’s discontinued. It had so much potential. Human AU! Yomo returnes to Anteiku after 10 years to make amends after he abondoned everyone and everything. 9/10.

The Raven - a poem about our favourite Raven, I know nothing about poetry but I thought it was pretty good. 7/10

The fools journey of fatherhood - discontinued but can be read as multiple short stories, Anteiku gang tries to survive taking care of Kaneki’s child, chap 4 contains the most Yomo. It’s so funny 8/10

Marble Investigator (Amon weighs more than a tree) - Both Amon and Kaneki pass out after their firsrt battle and Yomo carries them both back to Anteiku. Yomo is unbothered by Touka’s rage. 15/10 it’s so funny guys.

Scratches - Yomo fucks up but Uta’s there to take care of him, thankfully. 10/10

Acceptance - Yomo’s perspective on when Haise and the other doves visit :re. sad 9/10

Remain - Yomo fondly remenising about his and Uta’s relationship throughout the years. 8/10

Unfinished buisness - snfw ,Kaneki and Touka get cockblocked by their own child. They give the child to Yomo to babysit so they can fuck in peace. mostly Touka/kaneki smut so 5/10.

snowfall - it’s snowing in the 4th ward, Uta’s inlove with Yomo. 10/10. it was peacefull to read.

Sunshine - Itori/Uta/Yomo. It’s a very well written story, highly recomend. Itori and Uta meeting Yomo and later deciding to bring him into their relationship and how their life goes. Chap 5 can be read as a stand alone but i recomend the whole thing. 9/10

Tangled. - Yomo/Uta being cute. Uta touches Yomos eyes, with permission. 9/10

Christmas - Uta has to dress up as santa because Ichika is getting suspicious as to why uncle Yomo never gets to meet santa. Its so cute help 100/10

Enjoy!~

#amon koutarou #kaneki ken #kaneki #Touka Kirishima #ayato kirishima #Yomo renji brainrot #yomo renji #renji yomo #tokyo ghoul fandom #tokyo ghoul fanfiction #tokyo ghoul headcanon #tokyo ghoul re #fanfiction #this took me hours guys #appreciation #please #koma enji #irimi kaya #eto yoshimura #yoshimura #Itori #Uta #ichika kaneki #ghouls rule #comedy #smut #fluff #tooth rotting fluff #kanae #utaren

[arcadejohn127-9]

may i request a fluffy hc? this is a platonic relationships with the brothers during mc's wedding and then the brother's realize then they've known mc for such a long time and that theyre growing up as a human and like may be a small addition of angst. Maybe even some interactions with mc's spouse and the bros?

This, this right here - oh yeah

This just brings me back because one of my plot devices for a fanfic I wrote years ago was the MC leaving their husband at the alter because they couldn't say "I do" and ran off to catch up with the Demon they wanted to be with

Of course I keep all my things as gender neutral as I can but you will be in the 'bride' position but considering that this spouse is also gender ambiguous - the title doesn't really mean much. Also personally I wouldn't care if I walked the aisle or it was future partner. As long as someone does it then there's no issue.

Additional: I'm just a pasty white man whose only been to one wedding; my parents - so my only experience is a Christian/Catholic white people wedding - I just wanted to add this as I'm aware in other cultures and countries weddings are very different.

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It was your wedding day. A day you've been planning for years now with your spouse. They made you the happiest person in the world and you couldn't of asked for a better person to live your years with. Of course, You had to invite the most influencal people in your life to be your best man- well men.

That's right, standing by a priest was 7 of the most powerful demons in the Devildom. All watching you make your way towards your spouse. You were grinning, tears in your eyes. It was safe to say your spouse wasn't any better, jogging on the spot to finally seeing you. They couldn't believe how stunning you looked, mouth covered by their hand as they sobbed.

Mammon was bawling his eyes out by the time you took your spouse hand. He tuned out the priest as he clung to his older brother. Lucifer just stood there stiff, lips twitching as he looked to the side, hiding his forming tears. Levithan smacked mammon for being embarassing but he wasn't any better; you were getting married!!!

Satan was death glaring your spouse; hoping it'll sent a mental image that he will come for them if they hurt you even once. Asmodeus was holding Satan's hand, wiping his eyes before the tears could come. Not wanting to ruin his makeup before the pictures were taken.

The twins stood with their brothers, watching you speak your love and devotion to your spouse. Belphegor sniffed, leaning against his brother. Beelzebub patted his little brothers head, face cold as massive tears ran down his face.

They've watched you grow to become the person you are today through the exchange program and now you were being whisked away. Planning to stay in the human realm with your partner and live a happy married life. The brothers and Everyone else was absolutely shattered by this.

Diavolo, Barbatos Simeon, Luke and Solomon were all sitting on your side. Luke was much like mammon; bawling his eyes out hugging Simeon. Simeon was soothing the young one. Barbatos was holding his young masters hand, giving it reasurring pat's as he silently soothed the large demon. Diavolo sniffling and grinning as he watched you. Solomon was the calmest one out of Everyone but that didn't mean he wasn't going to miss you. No, he'll your adventures together and sad you're giving up being his apprentice for a normal life.

"it's okay to cry Lucifer." Mammon murmured, seeing his brother struggle.

But Lucifer refused. He refused to cry especially Infront of you. But what he didn't realize was the single tear of sadness and joy falling down his face.

They were all sad to no longer have you so prominent in their life but beyond joyed you've come so far. You found someone you love and they love you back. Your time at the academy has ended and your trips to the devildom will be limited. The brothers just have to rely on phone calls and being summoned to see you.

They grieved whilst they celebrated such a wonderful day.

Lucifer:

Stares down your spouse whenever he can

Big brother mode ™

Low-key maybe even high-key dad energy from Lucifer

He was in charge of making sure everything went well and was on time

Only accepting the best for his young human and willing to pay for the entire wedding

Even Diavolo agreed to pay for everything

He thinks your spouse is a wonderful partner but will forever be bitter how they stole you from them

"Lucifer, it's been a honour to know you and I want to thank you for coming to the wedding."

"yes, don't disappoint them or I will crawl out of hell just to rip your wind pipe - your atonement for breathing and speaking in their air."

"y-yes sir! I promise I will make (Y/N) the happiest person in the world until we both die!"

"or you mysteriously drop."

Mammon:

Has threatened the spouse because he knows your worth

Bummed out all of them got to be best man

He's your number one! Your first! Why are the others your best man??!?

he and asmo were in charge of the bachelor party for both of you and your spouse

Safe to say he got WASTED

"Oi human, I'm watching ya - one sad tear from them and you'll see how demonic I can be."

"i understand, I promise that'll never happen."

"Knew you'd be a good match! Now if anyone says something is missing, ignore that - do your partner's best man a favour."

Levithan:

Didn't want to go - he embarassed himself at the bachelor party

But didn't want to miss his best friend's wedding

He didn't want to ruin your big day because he knew he'd get jealous but to not see you or be there for you is just cruel

Also got wasted and cried to you about how evil your spouse is for taking you away from him

Almost fought your spouse when drunk with Mammon tag teaming with him

"I hope you're forgiven me now, I promise to give you summon whenever they miss you."

"or you could just let me keep my best friend.....make them happy please..."

"i will, I'd rather drop than ever hurt them."

Satan:

he was STRESSED

He was doing management with Lucifer and almost wrecked the place due to his brothers attitude

All he could do was read as many books as he could of marriage and just hope it worked

But he felt reassured knowing who you were marrying, it was their time to shine as a perfect partner and they did just that

Satan was one to stop his older brothers from destroying your spouse

"Hello, you did well with your vowels."

"oh thank you, Satan - heh never going to get use to that."

"Let's hope you never have to say my name whilst begging for mercy, I'll be keeping tabs."

Asmodeus:

He was the one who helped you pick out all the outfits and the dress code for your guests

Was very proud that his party was such a hit for everyone

Has flirted with your spouse and gets happy whenever they don't get swayed by his charms

Ready for all the marriage gossip!

Has teased about you two starting a family

"asmodeus, it's a shame to say I'm now married, your charm has failed."

"You are but one loss in my amazing track record, let's hope you keep up this energy or else~"

"I'm extremely happy with (Y/N), there's no need."

Beezlebub:

Him and the second cake hit it off IMMEDIATELY

he was all over it and it was a sight to behold

But before the wedding he was spending time with your spouse

He was making sure that they were the perfect fit, he trusted your judgment but he was determined to protect you

Happy to see how kind and honest your spouse was

"I have to ask, can you eat ANYTHING? I've heard so much from (Y/N)-"

"I can eat humans."

"I see....noted."

Belphegor:

Refused to sleep until the wedding was over

This man isn't effected by coffee but he STILL chugged it down in hopes he could make it through the whole thing

Did end up falling asleep due to the priest took too long talking

Lukcily beel got him to wake up when you were sharing vowes

Has told your spouse that he once considered genocide of humans

It was an interesting experience

"I'll kill you if you hurt them, you know I will - give them what they're worth and i don't care if that's the entire world - give them the damn world."

"I'll give them the world and the entire galaxy."

"good, I won't let you trample on them and give them less than that."

#obey me #obey me shall we date #gamingclubpresident #aracadejohn217 9 #obey me shitpost #obey me mammon #obey me mc #obey me asmodeus #obey me satan #obey me beezlebub #obey me belphegor #obey me luficer #obey me levithan #obey me imagine #obey me headcanon #obey me wedding #wedding #fluff #slight angst

[always-against-the-grain]

farewell

Summary: You meet someone from Negan’s life. Continuation of thirds

Pairing: AU Negan x reader ((female, named Eddie) and others)

Tags: AU Negan, Negan smut, Negan x reader, rough-ish smut

A/N: no proof read. we die like men. also hella long

Your farewell party was towards its end. Only a few of your friends and family members remained.

You were hanging out by the bonfire sipping on your seltzer.

You glanced over at Negan who was congregating with other adults. He was preoccupied with his phone. He typed a messaged and slide it back into his front pocket before saying goodbye to your dad.

“Hey, Klaus, I’m gonna head out” he said giving him a hand shake and half a hug

“We’ll see you” your dad said

“Bye Frankie, thank you” he gently shook your moms hand with both hands

“Anytime” your mom said gracefully

Negan then approached you across the yard, “Eddie. Good luck out there”

He gave you a very appropriate hug, contradicted by what he whispered in your ear, “Come for your gift later. Back door is unlocked”

You had to have a another piece of him before you left for another semester.

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Once the party died down and your folks slipped into bed, you hopped the fence to Negan’s yard.

You came through the back door. Trying to be quiet, knowing the night hours amplified every sound.

After you slid the glass door shut you turned to face the room and noticed a woman standing in his kitchen fixing a drink.

You locked eyes with her. Your heart dropped to your belly.

“I- uh- I’m sorr-“ you began explaining, stepping backwards, your arm blindly searching behind for the door handle.

“Relax Eddie. Negan said you’d be stopping by” her voice surprisingly calming.  

She walked around the corner of the island, two glasses in hand. Your heart pumped harder with every click of her heels. You couldn’t help but notice how her navy blue pant suit hugged her lower half perfectly. Her white blouse teasingly revealing her chest.  

As the distance closed between you you admired her facial features. Sharp jaw, crisp eyebrows, and an average nose on warm ivory skin.

You watch her full long lips move in slow motion “Whisky or wine?”

“Uh- Whiskey” you said softly after the words registered.

“Good, cause I’m Italian” she laughed and handed you your drink.

I can’t be sober right now you advised yourself, and immediately took a swig, keeping a stoic expression as the alcohol burned your throat.

“Whoa! Didn’t even flinch!” she commented.

“Comn lets have a seat” she said as a gentle hand pushed you towards the living room couch.

You sat anxiously. Elbows on your knees, sweaty palms clutching your glass tumbler.

She sat more comfortably, leaned back, her outside leg crossed over her other, and torso rotated to face you.

Before she started any conversation you blurted out, “who are you?”

“You probably should have asked the sooner. Stranger danger, y’know” she joked.

“But who you do you think I am?” She asked curiously. Taking a sip of her wine.

“Uh, I think you’re the main lady, and I’m a home wrecker and I shouldn’t be here” you took another gulp of your drink, trying to dilute your fear.

“Well, I am the other lady-“

Oh god. You immediately brought the drink back to your mouth, but her hand tapped yours, keeping you from drinking too quickly.

“But I know who you are. And you’re not a home wrecker. Negan is my partner and I’m his, and we’re open”

Relief washed over you.

“You know you could’ve have led with that. Not this ‘I am the main lady’ shit” you mocked her, your defenses quickly falling with the new information.

“I know, but you just seemed fun to play with” she giggled.

“I’m Diana”

“So, Diana, Negan has told you about me huh” you were a bit embarassed. Not knowing what negan shared exactly.

Did he tell her you just had sex or did he provide details? Did he tell her how he fucked you in your bathroom with company right outside? Or how he held you down and came on your face?

“Yes. He has”

There was a short streak of silence before you spoke again, “How do you do that?”

She finished her sip, softly smacking her tongue on the roof of her mouth to savor her wine, before clarifying your question, “Do what hon?”

“Be with other people?” You sought guidance on your own relationship

“Well for one, we trust and respect each other. And we’re honest. So it’s not cheating.”

“When one of us sleeps with someone else we tell each other, get tested. And teach other new tricks” She smiled mischievously before taking another sip of her wine.

“But it’s not for everyone” she added when she saw your not so eager expression

You nodded, really listening to what she had to say.

“So how’d you meet?” You asked leaning back.

“I’ve known Negan for years actually. But we didn’t start a relationship until a year and some months ago.”

“I’m a physical therapist and I was working with one of his athletes after ACL reconstruction. And he stopped by well into her rehab program - with her parents of course - to clarify what she could and couldn’t do during practice. So I met negan then, that was about 8 years go”

“I’ve worked with a couple other of his athletes since then. He joins an appointment once in a while to check in on restrictions”

“But the first time we dated was after we ran into each other at a bar. He had just lost his wife and I was fresh off a divorce. We were there for eachother, emotionally... physically.”

“Though we didn’t last the first time. We were on and off again for like a year. We couldn’t stay loyal. We eventually found our way back, when we realized we couldn’t stay loyal to other people either.” She laughed.

“And here we are. Together, happy, understood.”

You nodded, getting a bigger picture of the situation.

“Where is Negan by the way?” You looked over the couch thinking he was hiding somewhere

“He went out to get some wine” she swirled her empty glass before setting it on the table

“Told him to re-stock before I got here. But he didn’t listen. Tells me he was a little busy.”

You knew that comment was a shot at you

Before you could respond you both heard the open and looked over the back of the couch to see negan walk in with a brown bag.

“Hey Eddie! You’re here!” He said excitedly un-phased by his girlfriend sitting next to you.

He walked over to you both

“Hey Dee” greeting her with a soft kiss

It looked so natural.

“Got your favorite,” he gestured at the wrapped bottle, lifting it slightly.

Negan walked into his kitchen and began prepping his glass.

“I’ll get you a refill” Diana tapped your thigh as she stood up and walked with both glasses to Negan.

You heard a quiet conversation between them and thought it best to leave.

“Hey, so I’m gonna head out” you stood up, “nice meeting you,” you gestured awkwardly.

“What! Eddie no, you gotta open your gift first” Negan said while pouring wine into the the two glasses.

“Ah, thanks negan, I’m sure it can wait—“

“Eddie.” Diana interjected.

She walked toward to you, until she was mere inches away. She was shorter than Negan but taller than you. Even without the heels you were sure she’d still have 3-4 inches on you.

“Are you sure you wanna leave?” She lightly put her hands on your hips.

You looked toward Negan. He just casually took a sip of his wine. Then It clicked.

She was your gift.

Your silence was enough for her. She slowly leaned in, giving you an opportunity to pull away.

Your soft lips met hers.

God it felt different. You wouldn’t say better than Negan or other men, but something about kissing this beautiful, grown woman was quenching something you didn’t know you were thirsty for.

Your alcohol infused tongues exchanges flavors but it didn’t stop you from continuing.

Diana pulled away. Too soon for your liking.

“Can I take this off?” She toyed with zipper of your hoodie.

You were completely underdressed but you didn’t expect an encounter with a professional woman. You expected a quick, hard farewell fuck.

You swallowed audibly.

“Yes,” your voice cracked slightly.

You weren’t wearing a bra. Your breasts immediately shifted outside your clothing as your zipper opened up. Her hands dragged up along your ribs, her touch trigged goosebumps causing your nipples to perk up.

“I like these,” she said kissing you again as her fingers pinched your pierced buds. Harder than you expected, not painful, but her force caused your mouth fall open breaking the contact with your lips.

She laughed, proud but not surprised that she was making you act like this. She brought her lips back to continue kissing you.

With your eyes closed, tongue busy, your hands reached to untuck her blouse. Her hands stopped their mannerisms on your nipples and gripped your wrists and pushed them away

“Nuh-uh” she rejected your actions.

Her hands till wrapped around your wrists, she walked you backwards to the couch you were just sitting on. Diana went down to her knees. She leaned to kiss your navel, simultaneously undoing your jean button. She kissed up your abdomen, between your breast. As more of her body made contact with you, your hips began grinding up.

She took a nipple into her mouth. Sucking on it before lightly biting it.

“Ahh” you moaned as she hooked her teeth on your horizontal jewelry and pulled  up - how negan had done the first time.

They definitely exchanged notes. She switched to the other nipple and did the same.

“Take these off” she gripped the hem of your pants.

You lifted your hips of the couch and she helped pull them through your legs. Exposing your wet pussy to her.

“Look at that” she brought her fingers to your womanhood and spread your juices.

You looked down the middle of your chest, Diana between your legs.

Without warning Diana sucked on you clit. Swirling her toungue around it at the same time.

“Oh god!” You whined “fuck!”

She started softly and quickly increased her suction causing you to squirm. Diana swooped her hands under your knees to pin your lower half open to her. Her force spreading your legs was comfortable, enough to limit your movements but not stretching you to your limits as most men would do.

She stopped completely. Pissing you off a little.

“You wanna come?” She asked, already knowing your answer

You nodded.

She returned her mouth to your center. Sticking her tongue out, her eyes locked on yours. She barely flicked your nerve bundle with just the tip.

“Ughhh” escaped you wantonly, your pelvis pushing towards her mouth.

She flicked it little more roughly every subsequent time until she had your whole clit back between her lips. Her tongue working harder than before.

“Mmmhhh!” You groaned intensely. Biting some of the fabric of your hoodie that you were still wearing.

“Oh god- Oh god” you moaned louder and squirmed harder.

Diana’s had to force you down more. “Ugh! Fu- fu- I’m gon—“

“Motheerfuckker!” Both hands pulled downward on the open waistband of your hoodie while your back extended - so much thought it was gonna snap

You rode out your orgasm, instinctively grinding your pussy on Diana’s mouth.

Your eyes closed as your chest continued to rise and fall heavily. Diana gave one of your inner thigh light pecks before releasing your knees from her grasp. She came up to your lips, her hands using the back of the couch as leverage, then you tasted yourself on her tongue.

“You’re beautiful Eddie” she whispered to you.

“Does she always come that hard?” She asked Negan, who you had forgotten was in the room.

“Hardest I’ve seen her” Negan said.

“Though, she’s always sensitive afterwards, which you know I like” he smiled

Diana looked at your eyes, and unexpectedly brought her soft fingers back down to your clit.

You automatically crossed your legs and tried to flip over under Diane.

Both Negan and Diana giggled. You followed suit, really having enjoyed your present.

“That’s cute Eddie” Diana commented on your reaction, sucking on your neck before getting up to walk over to Negan.

Negan handed her a second glass of wine and your whiskey glass.

Diana passed the drink on to you. You took a small swig and set it down on the table and reached for your pants on the floor.

Negan and Diane began kissing each other passionately, not minding your taste between them.

The smacking of their tongues and lips echoed softly.

You pulled your jeans up your thighs with your hoodie remaining unzipped.

Diana noticed you prepared to exit and stopped her kiss with Negan, and tilted her head towards you.

Negan turned to you, “What do you think you’re doing?”

You had a blank stare as your hands froze with your hoodie zipped halfway.

“We’re not done with you sweetheart” Diana added

“She means, there’s more to your present” Negan smiled

“Grab your drink” Diana said as she walked over and pulled on the strings of your hoodie, leading you towards the stairs.

You finished your whiskey as you walked up the stairs, before entering the familiar room.

Diana grabbed the empty glass from you hand and set it on Negan’s dresser along with her half full glass.

Diana led you the bed, “sit.”

she began undressing you from your two garments until you laid completely naked under her. She kissed you and rubbed her clothed body against yours.

Your hands were on her hips encouraging her movements. You attempted to untuck her blouse ignoring your failed attempt downstairs. She didn’t restrict you this time. You pulled her shirt from her waist band and unbuckled her thin belt. Diana stopped her actions to unbotton her blouse and tossed it to the side before resuming to kiss you.

“Dirty girls” you heard Negan enter the room. You could swear you felt your pussy release more fluids at the sound of his voice.

You propped yourself on your elbows and witnessed Negan remove his black shirt and kick off his boots. Diana hopped off you to remove her pants, leaving her in a lacey, beige bra and underwear set.

Negan stepped to kiss Diane, and unclipped her bra. He gripped her breast and eventually her ass and pushed her front against his.

“Mmhhh” Negan groaned when Diana broke the kiss and sucked on his neck down his chest, while a free hand rubbed him through his black Levi’s.

It turned you on, and you did something you never thought you would do.

You brought your hand to your womanhood and began touching yourself, feeing how wet your really were.

“Enjoying the view?” Negan commented.  

Embarrassment coursed through your blood, and you removed your hand.

“Don’t stop” Negan said, “keep playing with yourself darling.”

“Let go” Diana added, kissing down Negan’s abdomen

You brought your hand back to pleasure yourself. Circling your clit with alternating pressure.

Negan unbuckled his belt, and let his member free, pulling his pants to mid-glute.

Diana sensually sucked the head of his cock, Negan tossed his head back. She dragged her tongue from the underside of his base back to the tip. Eventually, taking him entirely into her mouth.

“Agh!” Negan reacted to the deep throat, “that’s it baby. Fuck!”

The sounds of gargling and slobber coming from her pleasuring him brought you closer to the edge. You began rubbing her clit faster, building up release.

Negan caught you getting close.

“Don’t come Eddie.” He said in between breathes, “wait for us”

You were so close but figured that what they would give you would bring more pleasure than what you could give yourself. You willed yourself to stop.

Diana popped off Negan’s dick and came to kneel next to your torso, head opposite of yours. Negan removed his pants and dragged you closer to edge of the mattress.

His long middle finger pushed easily into your wet entrance

“Mmhhh” escaped you.

He pumped his digit in and out while Diana rubbed your clit.

Negan removed his finger and brought his member to your center.He dragged it through your folds, teasing you. Your eyes alternating between Negan’s facial expressions and his cock.

“Fuck” you dropped your head back, desperate to feel him inside you.

“You’re right, Negs, not very patient” Diana laughed, lightly smacking your clit a few times, causing you to jolt in spontaneous directions.

“That’s what makes her fun” Negan explained, continuing to tease you with his manhood.

“Cause she’ll eventually-” one more drag of cock against you...

“Give in!” He pushed himself entirely into you.

“Ughhhh!” you moaned

Negan stilled inside you, you walls beating against him. He leaned down to kiss you, his hips making zero movements.

With his mouth still on yours he pulled out halfway and gave you one hard and fast pump, causing you jaw to open and break the kiss

“What did I tell you about punching above your weight class?” He said rhetorically

“And tonight, there’s two of us” He laughed

He stood back up and began pushing in and out of you at a moderate pace. Diana continued to rubbed your nerve bundle.

“Harder, please” you asked

“Patience” Diana reminded you

“Oh, shell learn patient after this” Negan warned.

He picked up the pace and your release was closer than ever. Especially with Diana working your clit perfectly.

“She’s close” Negan announced.

Diana brought her lips to yours. Negan fucked your harder and faster, you could feel his balls push against you, and the slapping sounds confirmed it.

Your moans were captured by Diana’s mouth.

“She’s gonna come” Negan said through his gritted teeth.

“Fuck!” You yelled into Diana’s kiss, you felt yourself come undone.

You tried to pull your lips away but Diana held you head in place to continue kissing you.

Negan slowed down his pace slightly after your orgasm but didn’t stop. Neither did Diana’s hand.

“Oh god! Fuck! Fuck! Ne— ple—“ You werent able to escape her kiss.

You tried to remove Diana’s hand from your pussy but she pinned it down. So you tried to pushed away from Negan further up the bed, but he pulled your hips closer to his.

You tightly closed your eyes, a few more seconds went by and you felt a second release. You heard gushing sounds matching Negan’s thrusts and felt your thighs becoming wet.

Negan slowed down and remained inside you, as your lower body twitched and squirmed.

“I knew wed get her to squirt” Negan said before celebrating with a kiss from Diana.

“You okay Eddie?” Negan asked still slowly pumping himself into you.

You nodded, your face covered by your crossed forearms.

“Good”

He flipped your over, legs hanging off the edge, and he picked up the pace once more.

You tried to use the sheets to get gain some distance between your sensitive pussy and negans thick cock.

“No, you don’t” he pulled you back.

You felt wetness over your puckered hole, followed by a finger. Your glutes contracted involuntary.

“Relax” Diana tried to soothe you, “relax for me”

Negan slowed down. You a deep breathe in between thrusts and we’re able to relax a bit more.

Diana inserted one of her fingers in your anus and wiggled it inside you, Negan picked up speed again.

“Oh, already?” Negan exclaimed.

“I know you’re there honey” Negan knowing your were close, “Let us have it!”

“Oh fuckkkk” another orgasm hitting you Followed by a small release of extra fluids.

Negan leaned over your back and sucked on your shoulder and neck before congratulating you “Good job baby, you just might be able to go the rounds”

“Aghhh” you moaned into the bed as he pushed slowly and deeper a few more times.

Negan pulled entirely out of you, your walls pulsating every so often recovering from your intense orgasms.

“Aghhh” you let out softly as you felt Diana’s finger exit your picked hole.

Negan stepped into his bathroom to dry off a bit.

During this intermission, you brought your legs onto the bed, to lay on your side, facing Diana.  

You reached between your tighs to inspect your wetness. Maybe it was all in your head.

“Was that your first time?” Diana asked

“Um, yeah...”

“I’m sor—“ you were caught of guard when she brought your fingers into her mouth to suck on them.

You were mesmerized by her actions

She finished, chuckled, and smiled at you, “What were you sorry for?”

“Um, the—“ You stuttered pointing at the wet stains on the comforter “-the sheets”

“Don’t be sorry. I expect messes from dirty girls” Negan said returning.

“And you’re a dirty girl” he spanked you ass and firmly rubbed it after.

Diana positioned you face up and straddled you. She leaned to kiss you as Negan gripped Diana’s hips and entered her.

He pushed inside her more delicately than he’d ever done with you. You saw Diana’s eye lids flutter with pleasure at her lovers intrusion.

“Ah, Fuck” she moaned into your neck.

Negan fucked Diana on top you. He alternated speed, building up her climax while holding back his own.

While pumping into her, Diana whispered to you, “Touch me”

Frozen by her request you did nothing.

“Touch me” she repeated, reaching for one of your hands that rested on the outside of her thighs.

She brought your hand to her center. You hesitantly began rubbing her.

“That’s it Eddie” she encouraged you “just like that”

Your fingers occasionally bumped into Negan’s dick that was entering and exiting Diana.

Negan leaned over and whispered to Diana, “I need to come now”

Diana turned her neck over to give him a kiss of approval.

Negan snaked his hand in Diana’s hair and pulled harshly, followed by a playful yelp from Diana.

Negan began jackmhammering into her, making growling sounds that never left his throat.

“Ughh” both moaned, coming at the same time, on top of you.

Negan let go of Diana’s hair, and her body weight rested on you. Negan continued to slowly pumping himself in Diana as he softened.

He eventually exited her and flopped himself on the bed next you and Diana, catching his breath.

As Diana reached between her legs, you felt Negan’s cum drip from Diana’s pussy onto yours.

Diana collected some of Negan’s release on her fingers and brought them to your mouth.

You opened and sucked on them. Not breaking eye contact.

“Do you like the taste of me and my boyfriend?”

You nodded, her fingers still in your mouth.

Diana slid off you, to sandwich you between herself and Negan.

“So when are you back from school?” Diana asked.

“Christmas” you said through a yawn.

“We’ll have to get you another presents then”

Your stomach fluttered at her words as the three of you drifted to sleep, limbs stacked upon each other.

#negan #negan x oc #negan x reader #negan smut #Negan's thirst squad

[mythiccheroacademia]

Happy New Years Hotties!!!

hey :) i know your dash is flodded with beautiful new year’s posts and i just wanna pop in and add my own little thank you note. if you read nothing else, at least read this.

after the year we just had, you deserve some big gross romantic declaration of love and then a new year’s kiss. so lemme just say i love you and give you a smooch. you survived all 365 days and that’s some real hot girl shit. thank you for being you. i’m shaking some metaphorical ass for you bc you are that bitch

wishing nothing but inner peace, self love, confidence, happiness, big moneyyy and all the pretty bitch shit you could ever want in life <3

now that that’s over, wanna see me be a cornball beneath the line?

i’ve attempted to write this an embarassing amount of times. so now im forced to write this 2 hours before midnight at a church event....wearing white like im not on the most sinful app in my phone...in front of my mother...keeping a straight face in front of 100 people...and this wig is squeezing tf out my head. this is prolly not gonna be perfect and if i forget anything or anyone, my b dawg. i’ll be back to edit

so let’s get into it. no beta, we die like hot girls 

there’s about 5.4k+ of y’all i’d like to individually thank, but that’s impossible in the time constraint i have. so, for now, pls accept this embarrassing thank you/love letter. im not gonna act like i dont spill my heart out to yall on a daily. but imma do it again. this yr was trash tbh. everyone was being tested like all hell, but we’re here and i’m very grateful for that. my heart is full from all the kind hearts i’ve met throughout my time on here. 

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to my mutuals, your presence literally blows my mind bc there was certainly a time i talked to me, myself, and i LMAO. i was so nervous to speak to anyone outside of asks bc a bitch was shy, but you’ve all accepted me with open arms and have made my time on here that more bearable. thanks for tolerating me bc ik i’m a lot sometimes hehe. y’all are cool asf and a large reason why i haven’t called it quits. no matter what i want the best for y’all. thank you, i love you 

also i have to write a special shout out to @bnhainthewoo and @melanimed bc you two hoes are stuck w me forever. even tho ion like yall niggas all the time, i love y’all like sisters. you’ve supported me through some real shit and i cant say thank you enough. i’d literally fight anyone for y’all also @liltodo @cellotonin @kingtamakimurder @tamasoft @kelatonin @mrs-atushiro @itsbabyysunnyy @mypimpademia @myhoodacademia @infernaltribute7 @sheerxradiance (i’m forgetting so many people but my mom just asked why i’m typing so much and im PANICKING) you all are people that i was lowkey highkey geeked to get to know and blogs i look up to. when i figured out you followed me, i smiled a lot and every time i interact with y’all i literally tell myself ‘don’t fuck this up cece.’ it’s sick LMAOOO i appreciate you and idk man, i just genuinely like you guys a lot and ion be liking people like dat. hope y’all are well and know that i have real love for you. i’d revoke my hottie card for y’all <3

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to my anime anons, bitchhhhhh y’all are a RIOT. thee harem house is a mess!!! the way you keep my on my toes is sickening. you guys deserve a medal. you make my tumblr experience so fun, i can’t thank y’all enough. you make me feel all kinds of emotions and i’m always asking myself, “now how’d we end up here?” KSSKSK. please know that i’m grateful for every note and ask. i hope you all are having a wonderful new year. i love youuuuu

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to my followers, if anyone deserves the biggest thank you, it’s y’all. you’re the main reason i write. the comments and interactions i get from you....i dont understand how i got so lucky. you’ve seen some shit on here yet you still stay. like bitch wtf. WHY ARE Y’ALL STILL HERE??? you make me smile and i honest to God wish i could hug you all. thank you for believing in my writing. thank you for believing in me and this blog. and thank you for being some real ass pretty bitches

i had more to say but i’d be here all night. happy new years y’all. be safe and know i care about you. thanks for surviving 2020 with me. y’all are some hot girls fr fr

i’m about to tag everyone and their mama. if i forget you, pls know i dont mean it and I”M COMING BACK. i have to do this in the next 3 min jdknfk;fk i love you. don’t come at me sideways! i beg!!!

@sems-diarie @sunshineszn @pinkceokjin23 @chefakari @black-bhabie-2000 @azura-galaxy @amajikibby @des-the-girl @blkanimegyal  @iiminibattlehero   @lilsparkyswife @stellarxfresh @mintballoons @reebgirl13 @bnha-baddie @vixenpen @oshun-energy @vangooh-works @tediursula @oh-sotired @azura-galaxy @fuckingyaoimann @astrablossom @todorokiaimee @thermaflute @saitamastamaticsoup @velvesagi @blkladyelle @sweetbakugou @shayiswifey @vodrea @bakugoustanaccount @shhhlikeme  @bnhatrashh @niggacaaaaaat @tododeku-or-bust (couldnt forget to add you<3)

#happy new year's!!! #i love you!!