#SECOND CASE WAS SO GOOD HELLOOOO

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do you guys think he at least hesitated before he blew into the gas pipe 🥺👉🏻👈🏻

#SECOND CASE WAS SO GOOD HELLOOOO #Mr shamspeare I love you so much #SHAMSEKI #is that even their ship name #soseki natsume #william shamspeare #ace attorney #dgs #tgaa

[u3pxx]

my comic for @aabadendingzine which is out for free over here.

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helloooo how's it going? i really hope you enjoyed the comic <3 it's rare for me to draw such wholesome things, i know [bats eyelashes]

DFGHDJKF ok i know, it's evil, the entire zine is evil you should go read it!!!!!!! but also, i remember coming up with this prompt and the image of mikeko trying to wake a dead apollo up evoked such a visceral reaction in me that i audibly went "NOOOOOO" when i thought it up LOL

the fourth page is the first page i ever thumbnailed bc i knew EXACTLY how i wanted this thing to end!

i think my favorite page of this comic is the 2nd page (the 4th page being my second favorite bc what can i say, i'm evil wheezes) i just really enjoyed drawing the montage of apollo going about his life and kristoph just. being there. always watching him.

i keep thinking about how spark brushel mentioned feeling like he was being watched those past 7 years. i imagined apollo would get a taste of that once he starts trying to find out the truth behind what happened in his first case.

and as for my favorite panel, I REALLY LIKE THIS ONE!! it's just fun shoving every important element alluding to the case 7 years ago to the moment when zak died!

and it's not very obvious but an element i really like about this one is zak still on the chair he died on. it's just his torso visible and i would've loved to make it more obvious that he's there but oh well.

i can't think of anything else to add about drawing this so i'll end it by saying: PLEASE GO READ THE ZINE, IT'S SO SOS SOSOSOS FULL OF LOVE FOR HURT AND TRAGEDY AND THE WAY MY FELLOW ZINEMATES EXPLORED THAT IS SUCH!!! GOOD AND HEARTWRENCHING STUFF!!!!!!!!!

i had to take a break from reading the zine when i went out to finish it bc my chest started to physically hurt bc ohhhhh lordy, it just hurt. it just hurt a lot! (please do read the trigger warnings before reading the thing bc this zine deals with a lot of heavy stuff!)

i like to joke about how i'm evil and enjoy evil things such as angst no comfort which. well, it's kind of true LMAO so i'm thrilled that i was able to be a part of this zine and cook up something completely terrible <3

here's the link for it again, go read it!

#ace attorney #apollo justice #kristoph gavin #trucy wright #phoenix wright #beanix #mikeko #klavier gavin #zak gramarye #magnifi gramarye #shadi smith #aa4 #aa4 apoilers #cw death #tw death #cw implied poisoning #tw implied poisoning #ace attorney zine #sunnysidedraws #described #id in alt text #sunnysideattorney #sunnysidezines

[moumouton4]

Hi, I hope you don't mind this request. But I would like a Muichiro smut with a female reader getting a 'reward' after a long day of training and hunting oni? The reader is so tired that Muichiro was making her feel good after a long day of work. I hope you don't mind, but it's just mild obscenity.

A Well Deserved Reward || Muichiro Tokito x fem!reader

A/n : Helloooo world I'm so happy to provide y'all with a new fic ! I just hope no ones going to come and bother me again about this, because seriously this is so hypocritical. Anyways, I really hope you'll like it 🥪🍦

A/n 2 : Muichiro is aged up like all the characters y'all read for and write for from other mangas such as Mha, Assassination Classroom, Gambling School, Tokyo Revengers... so if anyone comes here and complain bro I'mma take the first plane and find you because you've been warned 👀

Warnings : Muichiro is aged up ofc, oral sex fem!receiver, soft and vanilla sex, 18+ READERS ONLY and wrap it before you tap it

Masterlist ⚜

I don’t give permission to repost my work, if you want to share it just reblogue it

Word count : 860

The day has been hectic. You basically killed onis after onis without any interruptions. After you killed one, another came out of the darkness and launched towards you

You didn’t even sit down the whole afternoon, and Muichiro has seen it. His eyes stayed on you the whole time - he could be quite protective when you were on mission - in case the fight got you too tired, leaving you without any energy to block the demons’ attacks

Though you managed, you’re so badass after all

When the area was finally cleared and the sun beginning to rise, you shuffled through the high grass, your hands working on sheathing your katana as you made your way towards your man

As his eyes locked onto yours he didn’t need an extra seconds to notice how exhausted and drained you were and he didn’t need anymore proof to wrap his arm around your waist and help you back to the demon slayer headquarters

That’s it he had made up his mind, tonight was going to be about you

Even if you were actually able to stand and walk - even slowly - it didn’t take him more than 5 minutes to decide to hoist you on his shoulder - making sure you were comfortable - before gently carrying you to your home. You could still feel a little hurry in his step. Little did you know his brain was already working on ways to make this evening agreable and memorable for his sweet little girl

When you got him he didn’t let you do anything that could drain even more energy. He took your shoes off himself, helped you freshen up as you had spent the whole day fighting demons before guiding you to your shared bedroom

He kissed and nuzzled against your neck, leaving some warmth on your skin. You felt his mouth travel down and down before his lips pressed one more kiss on your stomach

“May I go further ?” he first needed to make sure you consented to this

Your voice caught in your throat as a breathless “yes“ escaped your lips

It was the only thing he needed to hook his finger to the waistband of your pants. As he pulled them down you saw his gaze turn heated and hungry in a split second

Once you were bare he just inched his head closed to your core, you could feel his hair brushing and tickling against your thighs. Tying them up ? Nah to lazy and horny for that

His lips first gently set on on clit, giving it slow and sweet kisses until law and appreciative moans fell from your mouths

Then he poked his tongue out and licked from bottom to top, coating his lips with your juices in the process. Each time he used his skilled tongue to tenderly stroke you clit

Your legs started shaking and close around his hand, so he had to hold your spread for him as he continued to lavish you with his tenderness

He is probably not going to stop until you come, so that he knows you’re perfectly relaxed for him but also enjoyed your time just in case he were to come too fast, because gosh the day had been tense and with everything he just did to you he couldn't take it anymore to be not deep inside you

Now that you’re wet enough he quickly unfastens his pants and undresses. He is so hard, the tent in his pant is prominent, a subtle stain forming where his tip presses against the fabric

He lies you comfortably on the soft cheers before crawling on top of you

He penetrates you slowly, mindful of not hurting you after the long day you’ve had

He moves slowly, dragging his cock in and out of you, eliciting soft moans from you and deep groans from him

You can feel each veins and each throbs as he precums in you

His mouth only leave the crook of your neck to press loving kisses your lips

As he moves his muscles flex and you cling to his body. He clings as much on you

When he finally reaches his climax he cums inside you. He always does so unless you’re begging him to do it somewhere else

You stay 30 min or so in bed tracing patterns on each others back until you both calm down

After this he helps you to the bathroom. He gives you some privacy to let you pee and then he uses a warm and clean washcloth to clean up any evidence of your shared passion

Then you went back to bed. You snuggled up under the fluffy covers, legs entangling as you shared more kisses. His arms pulled you closer before tightening, he left more kisses on the crown of your hair

As he breathed in your scent he slowly started to fall asleep. As he looked down at you you were already fast asleep, a small smile appeared on his face, yes he was exactly where he needed to be, right in your arms surrounded by your love and very ready to share his affection and devotion with you

#demon slayer #demon slayer imagine #demon slayer smut #kimetsu no yaiba #kimetsu no yaiba imagine #kimetsu no yaiba smut #muichiro tokito #muichiro tokito imagine #muichiro tokito x reader #muichiro tokito smut #muichiro x reader #muichiro smut #kny muichiro #kny muichiro x reader #smut #request #miri-writes

[thecapricunt1616]

The Bear & His Honey - Chapter 15

♡ Chapter Inspo: The Archer; Lover (TS) - 'I wake in the night I pace like a ghost the room is on fire invisible smoke and all of my heroes die all alone, help me hold onto you'

♡ Summary: Carmy helps Winnie out of a nightmare, Winnie makes dinner for them, they read together and have some fun time on the roof to end Carmy's day off.

♡ W/C: 7,764

♡ Posted Date: 03/24/2024

♡ A/N: Helloooo! As promised, Here is the twin for C14! The second half of their night in together :) I hope you enjoy!

♡ Warnings for BTC: Swearing, Domestic violence, Nightmares, Smut, panic attacks/talks of anxiety

➵ 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 ♡

➵ 𝐂𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐮𝐩 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 ♡

𝒲𝒾𝓃𝓃𝒾𝑒𝓈 𝒫.𝒪.𝒱. 🍯

His hand wraps tightly around my throat, gripping me so tightly that I’d have a handprint bruised into my flesh come morning. I tried everything I could to scream, my lungs and throat were burning as if I was, but absolutely no sound was coming out. 

Suddenly, I was back on the couch, Carmen knelt in front of me, gently shaking my leg, looking terrified and Ms.Mendoza my neighbor softly rubbing my arm as she sat by my side on the couch. 

“It’s only a bad dream nak” she said soothingly. I looked between them both with tear filled eyes. 

“I’m- I’m so sorry” I shook my head, sitting up, the embarrassment washing over me when I realized I was just having a nightmare.

“No, shh, it’s ok, it’s ok sunshine” Ms.Mendoza hugs me, rubbing my hair gently. “It’s why you gave me a key” she said and I nodded, sniffling a bit.  

She’d heard me having night terrors when I first moved in, she always made sure to do everything she could to wake me from them. I’d given her a key to my apartment in case of emergencies and things like this, I must have been screaming again.  

“Thank you, thank you” I whisper. Carm sits on my other side, rubbing my back gently. 

“I’m sorry I wasn’t here” he said softly and I turn to look at him. 

“Carmy- no. No. Don’t blame yourself this- these happen a lot. It’s just…it’s my ex and everything- Ms.Mendoza please go home, go relax yeah? Wheel of Fortune will be on soon” I told her, squeezing her arm gently. 

She nodded and picked her key up off the table, standing carefully from the couch and grabbing her cane.

“Get a good nights rest” she cupped my cheek and Carm, being the absolute angel he is, helped her back to her apartment to be sure she got in safely, before coming back, shutting the door and locking it behind him. 

I waited in the entry hall for him, and as soon as he shut the door I nearly fell in to his arms, holding him tight. “I’m so grateful you aren’t like him” I whispered into his shirt. 

He holds me tight, kissing the top of my head. “I’m glad you aren’t like her.” He mumbled into my hair, stroking my back gently. 

“I didn’t mean to scare you” I sniffled, closing my eyes and sighing softly. 

“Y’didnt, I was scared for you, not of you” he said, the timer for the food going off suddenly and I flinched.

 “ s’okay ” he said soothingly. I bit back the lump in my throat, taking deep even breaths and counting to 13. 

“Sorry” I mumble and he gently wiped my cheek with the pad of his thumb.

“Don’t be” he cupped my cheek gently and nudged my chin to look up at him. “Got y’somethin, wanna see?” He gives a small shy smile. 

I raise my eyebrows, a tiny smile on my lips. “Whatd’ya do Bear” I asked softly. 

“Go look on the table” he nods towards the dining area that I hadn’t even paid mind to in the moment. 

I turned around, gasping lightly and looking up at him as if he’d gotten me the moon on a string, a large smile adorning my face. “Oh- oh. Hm. I thought” I put a hand on my hip. “You sir” I poke his chest playfully, earning a chuckle out of him. 

“Were not the - how did you put it? mmm?” I hum, wrapping my arms loosely around his neck. 

“‘Mmm I forget” he teased “I just know that my honey had a hard day, and I like to make her feel good” he leaned in, kissing me sweetly and reaching down, grabbing my bum and squeezing. 

I hum gently, leaning my hips in to his and pressing our chests flush, feeling how wet his hoodie was and pulling away. “Baby” I said softly, pushing down his hood and gently brushing through his hair. 

He quickly takes the opportunity to kiss my neck in hot, open mouth kisses. “Hm” he hummed, his thumbs trailing up and hooking in my panties. 

“You’re all wet, and cold, you’ll get sick, cmon” I said, giggling as he bites the fleshy spot between my neck and my shoulder and grumbling playfully like an animal. 

“And seemingly a very hungry Bear” I said, causing him to laugh into my skin, all of my previous panic and fear melting away like snow on a spring morning.  

“I am cold, but Y’re warmin’ me up” he muttered in to my neck, nuzzling his cold nose into my skin.

I kissed his jaw gently, leaving a trail of kisses next to his ear. “You can wear my comfy, you’ll look adorable” I offered, trailing my hands under his hoodie and squeezing his hips. 

“The fuck is a comfy” he rests his chin on my shoulder, looking at me from the side. 

I giggled at the awkward angle. “A blankey hoodie. You’re shivering, bear. I feel it. Cmon” I laced our Fingers together, kissing his icy feeling digits. 

He sighed softly “fine.” He muttered as I drag him to my bedroom, tugging at his his hoodie to which he obliged by raising his arms and I pulled it off him in one swift motion. 

I kissed each of his moles from his jaw to his neck, lingering on the last near his collarbone. “Don’t need a sick bear” I mused, gently running my palms up his abs. 

“Y’have a drawer y’know?” I mused, opening the second to bottom drawer of my dresser swiftly, tugging out  my baby pink blanket hoodie, handing it to him 

“A drawer mm?” he hummed and he takes the offer of my outstretched hand to pull me into a heated kiss, running his tongue over my bottom lip like a man starved. 

I giggle into his lips, opening my mouth for him and humming as I feel his tongue swipe across mine slowly, relishing in the taste of me. I sucked on his tongue gently and he moaned into my mouth, squeezing my ass and spanking me gently causing the smile on my lips to grow. 

“Foods gonna burn” I said softly when I disconnected our lips, he pulls me into another kiss running his hands up my hips, squeezing roughly. 

I let a squeak of discomfort out, gently disconnecting our lips. “Gentle, Bear, please” I whispered, nuzzling our noses together gently. “My hip…it’s sore, like all the time…but especially when it rains” I said softly. 

He quickly eased his grip, rubbing soothingly over the ache and kissing my chin. “ ‘M’sorry baby.” He muttered, nuzzling his face in the crook of my neck. 

“Shh..s’okay. I-“ I swallowed thickly, “it’s me. It’s my fault”  I kissed his jaw gently and I felt him sigh softly beneath my touch. 

“It’s not a fault..never say that, honey” he gently runs his digits up the small of my back and drags his nails across my skin, causing me to shiver slightly beneath his touch. 

“Put this on” I said softly, pushing the blanketed hoodie into his chest, pulling away. “I’m gonna go plate up dinner, mm?” I pecked his lips sweetly, holding his hand until I got to the door and gently let it go. 

“Yeah..thank you- f’r..f’r cookin’ for us” he said, unfolding it and slipping it over his head. 

He looked adorable just like I knew he would. The hoodie was meant to be massively oversized, so it swallowed him the same way it did me. He pushes the oversized hood down, his sandy blonde curls ruffled by the action. 

“See this. I get not wearin’ pants. But y’re always wearin’ my shirts and no pants, babe. I dunno how you don’t freeze” he teased, wrapping his arms around me, gently kissing my neck. 

“Mmm…What got int’you Bear” I mutter, gently weaving his curls between my fingers and he stopped for a moment as I scratch his scalp, fingers gently tracing lazy circles into my flesh. 

“Why- thought y’love bein’ touched, Angel” he reached his hand underneath my heat, gently rubbing my clit between his middle and ring fingers, causing a gasp to escape my lips in lew of an answer. 

I felt my knees weaken, a soft whimper leaving my lips as I leaned back into his chest, my cheek mushed into his shoulder in bliss. “Mmm? Y’don’t like it when I touch you pretty girl?” He purred in my ear, slowly circling his fingers in the way that made me whine.

My knees shook with pleasure, he must have realized because his other arm was suddenly securely locked around my waist, leaving soft supple kisses over my collarbone. “Yes-yes…b-but dinner Carmy” I whimpered, “it’s gonna burn baby, but can we- let’s keep this going after we eat, yeah?” I said softly.

He gently nips my skin, easing the ache with his tongue quickly before leaving a languid kiss over the spot. “Fine. Go get our dinner chef” he teased and I giggled a bit, kissing his nose gently before heading off into the kitchen. 

He follows behind me, leaning on the counter as I bent over with the oven mits taking the dish out of the oven. “Mm. I should have you cook more often. But only if I get to watch” he mused as I set the bubbling dish on the stovetop, nudging the oven door closed with my hip. 

“Why’s that? You haven’t even tried it yet” I asked, grabbing 2 plates out of the cupboard and I felt his arms around my waist, rubbing over the exposed patch of my stomach that showed when I lifted my arms to grab the dishes. 

“Cause you look really good bent over an oven” he said lowly, kissing the back of my neck gently. 

I giggled “what has gotten into you baby” I hum, spooning 2 tomatoes onto each plate. 

“Nothin’ I just love being here with you” he said simply, playing with the elastic of my panties between his fingers. 

“I think you secretly love being cared for” I said, causing him to chuckle into my skin lightly. 

“Is that it?” He kisses the spot below my ear sweetly. 

“Oh” I giggled, looking at him so he could see my glasses had become all fogged. He snorts a laugh, taking them off me. 

“There you are. I can imagine with these cooking can be very inconvenient” said and I nodded a bit. 

“Yup. But it's better then my eyes being so dry that my contact falls out into a pot of boiling water. That wasn’t fun” I laughed, turning to him and offering him his plate. “F’the best Bearfriend” I teased with a giggle. 

He chuckled, taking the plate “bearfriend huh?” I opened the drawer handing him a fork and knife. 

“Mmhmm! Cause you say you don’t do well at being a boyfriend, and you’re good at being a sassy bear. So, Bearfriend.” I smiled and he leaned in, kissing my lips sweetly. 

“Y’cute, thank you f’dinner angel, really” he said before hissing me again. I hum happily, gently cupping his cheek. 

“Of course” I said softly when I pulled away. “You should let me make stuff for you more often, it’s not fair you’re always the one cookin’” I grab my plate and sit with him at the table. 

“Oh it’s not fair I do my job. It’s ok baby like I said, I love cookin’ f’you. You know you don’t have to pick stuff off the menu right? I can make you anything. It’s easy cause we have the big kitchen at work” he said and I put my glasses back on so I could see much more clearly. 

“But still. I know your back hurts you. You need to be resting more” I said, cutting up my tomatoes to let them cool a little but he goes right for it. Cutting a piece and eating it even though steam was still pouring off of his plate. 

“It does- but wow babe. Great job. I haven’t had this in a while. Y’don’t give y’rself enough credit, you know your way around the kitchen.” He said, causing me to blush. 

“Oh stop it. You’ve eaten the best food in the world, my stuff can’t compare to that” I said, blowing on my fork before taking a bite. “But Grams recipe is really good” I agree with a proud smile. 

“Mm no one’s does, baby. Those assholes…” he shook his head lightly. “It’s not even worth it. The way it tastes for the bullshit it goes into it” he said, taking another bite. “I’d eat this over that. Anytime” he said and I held his hand, gently lacing our fingers and pressing it to my lips. 

“I’m glad you aren’t there anymore. They don’t deserve someone as sweet as you” I said, blush creeping into his cheeks. 

“Thats why I can’t be there” he drops my hand, looking down at his plate. 

I pouted a bit “how do you mean baby?” I asked softly, putting my fork down. 

“I- I’m too fuckin….” He sighs deeply, tapping his leg under the table. “I-I take shit too hard like. I dunno. I’m a fuckin-“ he shook his head lightly, swallowing thickly. “It doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter, Winnie.” He muttered. 

“Carmy…you said it yourself. Those guys are fucking assholes. They- they hurt you. You aren’t that way, I know you don’t want to hurt people. So the fact that you care about yourself, you care about the way you’re spoken to? That sets you apart from them, baby.” I gently rub his arm. “Don’t let their stupid bullshit ruin our super awesome dinner, yeah? You’re a way better chef than them anyways.” I added, gently taking his hand again and he squeezed it. 

“Thank you, baby.” His eyes met mine again and he leaned in, kissing me softly and gently cupping my chin.

When we finished dinner, he insisted on doing the dishes and cleaning up the kitchen. ‘The cook never cleans’ he insisted, which made me giggle considering I’d found him before after closing, on his hands and knees scrubbing the grout of the kitchen with a tiny brush. 

I still managed to convince him to allow me to sit on the counter, drying the dishes as he washed them. “So in school, what was your favorite class? Was it home ec? That’s what they called cooking class in my school.” I asked as I dried off one of our plates. 

“Yeah, I only got it in high school though. But it was more like…the only class I was advanced in I guess? Cause they only really showed us how to do really simple shit. And alotta the other kids struggled, but I grew up in a restaurant so.” He shrugged, “liked it cause it was the only class I didn’t look like an idiot” he hands me the bowl he’d rinsed and I poke his ribs with my foot. 

“Carmy. You’re like the smartest man I know. No one was that smart in high school. Also- math and science are totally hard. I was only good at English and history, and in home ec I burned pasta.” I giggled, taking the bowl and he rolls his eyes playfully. 

“Yeah sure. But I see all y’r books n’ stuff. Y’re actually smart. I just. I’m smart in the kitchen, not really anywhere else. But it’s ok, cause all I need for my job is the talent I already have” he shrugged a bit, working on the dish I’d cooked the tomatoes in. 

“Well you could read, y’know? I’m not smart because I read. I’m smart- well you think I’m smart - even though I don’t think I am, because I choose to read. You can read baby, very well. Cooking is a lot of reading, And you’re better at math then you think you are. Converting recipes can go really wrong and Syd says you can literally do it in your head. I know you don’t have a lot of time but why don’t we read?” I ruffle his hair playfully. 

“I honestly…can’t remember the last time I actually sat and like…read. Without being forced? But uh…sure. You have any recommendations?” He asked and my face lit up. 

“Really? Really? You’ll read? With me? Like- today? Together?” I asked excitedly and he looks over at me, brow raised in confusion. 

“Yes? Of course baby, If it’ll make you happy then I’d love to-“ I cut him off with a deep kiss, pulling him close and curling my fingers in his hair happily, smiling into the kiss. 

“Thank you, thank you. None of my friends read and I’ve been dying to just sit and read with someone” I rest my forehead on his, kissing the balls of his cheeks with short butterfly kisses. 

He chuckled a bit “baby of course. I’m sorry angel we could’ve done this sooner- I didn’t know you like it that much” he said, shutting off the water since he was finished with the dishes. I wrapped my legs around him like a koala, kissing his forehead sweetly. 

“It’s my favorite thing, next to you, of course. In this world currently, my favorite pass times are spending time with you and then, reading” I smiled, kissing his brow bone and he hummed, nuzzling his face in the crook of my neck and kissing the skin gently. 

“Wow so you get two of your favorite things t’day? What a lucky girl” he eased me forward, gently lifting me off the counter. “Where to baby?” He pecked my chin. 

“The luckiest girl- To the library!” I giggled, wrapping my arms loosely around his neck and he padded over to the door, nudging it open with his hip. 

“Alright. Here we are” he set me down gently and I went over to one of the shelves, gently brushing my finger over the titles as I looked over them. 

“So what are you feeling baby? Somethin scary, fantasy, I have a lot of self help books, oo!” I pluck one of my favorites off the shelf. “The Body Keeps Score - this is a great one baby. I learned so much about my panic attacks and stuff from this. But I get it if you don’t wanna think about that today” I offered it to him and he took it from my hands, thumbing through the pages adorned with tabs where I’d annotated things that stuck out to me. 

“What are the little flags?” He questioned, opening to one of the pages with a few of them. 

“They coordinate to highlighter colors. So this one I have pink blue and green, pink means something that I like- really resonated with and it made pieces click for me. Blue is science stuff where the author explains why you feel the way you feel, and then green is stuff that I genuinely don’t understand and want to go back and research more myself. You can just ignore them I’ve read this book a lot so it’s really marked up.” I said and he nodded, looking over the back. 

“Okay, yeah, I’ll do this one” he nodded. 

“Perfect! Oh I’m so excited for you to read it Carmy. I really think it’ll help you, okay sooo” I tap my chin as I turned back to the shelf. “Mmm” I hum as I took out one of my books that I was still stuck in the middle of. “You’ll inspire me to keep going. I’m getting bored in this one but the beginning was really good, I’ll do this one” I said and went over to the pile of blankets and pillows on the floor in the nook of the room next to the window. 

“Why are you still reading it if it sucks now?” He questioned, sitting down and leaning up against the wall. I laid down on his chest, looking up at him. 

“Cause like I said- the beginning was fire. I’m just bored now because they’re doing world building. But it’s necessary for the story.” I said, opening to the page I’d left on and setting my hot pink ‘Bad Bitches are Bookworms’ bookmark on his thigh. 

He huffs a laugh, my head moving at the action and I look up at him “yes?” I giggle a bit. He shook his head with a grin. 

“bad bitches are bookworms- perfect bookmark for you” he pecks my lips before sitting back and opening the book to the first page.

“Yes! And you’re part of the bad bitch club now, welcome to your initiation” I joked, tucking my knees up and resting the book on my thighs as I read.

“Sorry- did you…” he started after a few moments. “Sorry- sorry..I’ll shut up sorry for interrupting” he blushed and I smiled a bit, poking his cheek.

“Ask me baby, thats the point of reading together- especially books like that, It’s easier to process with someone you trust” I said and rested rub his leg gently.

“It says- like” he cleared his throat nervously. “Did- did you- like…do you have any alcoholics in your family?” he asked and I nodded. 

“My uncles, My grandpa, My Aunt Sue, she actually died from liver failure My mom was on the downward slope when I left. I don’t keep big bottles around cause I’m already genetically at risk and don’t trust myself. Why, you know an alcoholic?” I asked, resting the book on my tummy so I wouldn't lose my spot and lacing my fingers together.

“Yea- uh…Yeah..” he said, his eyes flicking back to the book, continuing to read without saying anything else. 

“It’s true, what they say- one in four” I said, continuing to read my own book.

It was about 15 pages of my own book before he spoke again, “Babe-” he snorts a laugh and I look up at him “This is making me feel like more of a pussy- this whole first chapter is about guys who went to fuckin war and shit - so why am I relating to how they feel? I keep askin’ myself, what the fuck would I have done if I had to go do shit like that when I can barely handle the training I went through to be a chef?” he asks bluntly and I sit up on my elbow, looking at him.

“I relate to them, too. Their nightmares, how they feel they failed their plattoon because they survived - the part about the guy saying he refused to take pills that would eliminate his nightmares that had been plaguing him- because even though it was torture- it was the only time he got to see his brothers. His best friends. Thats how I feel about Chris. If- if…if its just- the accident, in my nightmares, or never seeing him? Ever again? I will never let him go. It’s- it’s like he said…like a gravesite almost. You’re keeping them alive even if it’s at the cost of your sanity in a way. Am I a pussy, Carmen?” I asked.

He shook his head, gently cupping my cheek and rubbing his thumb over my cheekbone. “No. No, honey. I-I get it…I get that.” he nods, “I-I dunno…I just felt bad..’cause I…” he looked down at the page he’d been reading. “This guy…he said he wants t’love his family, and he-he can’t and that’s how I felt when I came home” he said quietly, his hand dropping to his lap and nervously playing with the sleeve of the sweatshirt.

“Because- y’re probably afraid to lose them.” I held his wrist, gently squeezing. “Y’lost Mikey, and sometimes our brain tells us if we freeze everyone out and let ourselves be numb, that if there's a next time- it won't hurt so bad. Y’re protecting yourself, Carmy.” I rub his wrist soothingly. 

He nods a bit, looking down at me. “I really don’t wanna lose you, Win” he said quietly, putting his book down and pulling me into his lap. I settled my knees next to his hips, sitting down comfortably on his thighs and wrapping my arms around his neck, hugging him close.

“ ‘Mnot goin’ anywhere, never ” I kiss his jaw gently and nuzzled my face in his neck. He let out a small satisfied sigh, wrapping his arms around my back and rubing slow languid strokes up and down my spine. 

“I promise I’ll try to not fuck up, I really love this Win” he mumbled into my skin, leaving sweet lingering kisses on my collarbone.

“Baby, we’re both gonna fuck up. But you’ve already proven that y’re willing to push yourself to be together, that’s enough for me to not just give up and leave” I look at him, gently pushing his curls out of his eyes and combing my fingers through his hair.

His eyes fluttered shut, gently kissing my forearm when it brushed his face as I raked my nails over his scalp. “It’s…easy with you” he said softly, pushing his hands under his shirt I was wearing and ever so gently rubbing his hands over my hips.

“Whats easy baby” I asked, pressing little kisses all over his face

“Talkin’ t’you..I know thats weird- sorry” he blushed a bit and I smiled at his shyness, placing a sweet kiss to his lips.

“No, it just means were good Carmy, it’s easy to talk to you too.” I cupped his cheeks gently, kissing his browbone lightly. 

“Is it-” his eyes flutter open, looking at me “Is it like…weird that I’m like…” he blushed, smiling shyly. “Kinda..turned on right now” he asked quietly and I giggled, rolling my eyes playfully.

“No, it’s so sweet baby- you like being close, theres nothing wrong with that.” I gently play with a curl at the base of his neck. “I can always go for some playtime with you especially, you ever hooked up on a roof before?” I kissed his neck with hot open mouth kisses, gently taking the skin between my teeth.

“Fuck babe- no, I-I haven’t won’t people see?” he questioned and I sat up, looking out the window. 

“No- well, we like to fool around a lot so the sun will probably be down before you fuck me” I said, connecting my lips to his neck once again and running my hands up the front of the hoodie, relishing in the feeling of his muscled skin beneath my touch.

“W-what if someone comes up?” he stutters as my hand finds its way into the waistband of his sweatpants, lightly rubbing over his hardening length.

“No one goes up there, baby. It’s for maintenance the only thing up there is the water pumps and the AC shit. C’mon- wont it be fun and romantic to fuck with the sun setting behind us?” I kissed his jaw gently, rubbing my thumb over his tip clothed by his boxers, earning a hot whine from him. 

“Fuck, fuck- fine, c’mon” he squeezed my ass telling me to get up and I giggled happily, Getting up and going over to my room quickly putting on sweatpants and a hoodie, Carmy comes to the room as well, slipping the pink blanket hoodie over his head and tossing it to the bed.

“What? Y’dont think its cute?” I teased and he chuckled, grabbing his plaid brown jacket and buttoning it so you couldnt tell he didn’t have a shirt on underneath.

“I’m takin’ my shirt back once I get it off you” he said, slipping his sneakers on and I put on my moccasin shoes grabbing my keys from my purse.

“And guess what, I’ll rob you back tonight when you take it off for bed” I kissed his lips on my way out of the bedroom, grabbing his hand and pulling him with me to the front door. 

“It’s a win win f’me I love you wearin’ my stuff baby, it’s just when y’leave me naked, thats when it’s a problem” he teased, holding me from behind as I locked the door.

“A problem for who? I mean..you I guess if it’s cold, but every girl in this building should be thanking me - the chance of seeing you shirtless is like- a golden opportunity of eye candy” I mused, lacing our fingers together as I led him to the stairs at the end of the hall, bouncing up the 6 steps that led to the roof and pushing the door open.

He chuckled, following me up the steps. “Wow” he said softly when he saw the view of the sunset. 

“Feel free to smoke, I need to” I said, pulling my little preroll tin out of my pocket and sitting down on the stone ledge of the roof, dangling my other leg off the side of the building like I usually did when I was up here. 

“Woah- ok, don’t like that, honey. A strong breeze could come and knock you off” he said seriously, sitting behind me and securely wrapping his arm around my waist, causing me to laugh. 

“Oh my god Carm, Sure- i’m not 5 foot but im surely over 100 pounds, i’m fine I do this all the time” I said, leaning into his chest nonetheless and resting my head on his shoulder.

He wrapped his arm around my waist after he got his cigarette lit, gently rubbing over my ribs with his palm.”Mmm’ still not feelin’ good ‘bout it. I’ll stay here, thanks” he mused, taking a drag and blowing it away from us.

“It’s nice up here, quiet” he said after a few beats of silence, squeezing my side gently.

I nodded a bit against his shoulder, taking a drag of my preroll. “Favorite part about spring is the sun sets at 8, so I come up here after dinner and will read until its too dark. It’s what sold me on this place, even though I can hardly afford it. Fuckin’ therapy and shit“ I muttered, ashing my joint over the ledge before taking another drag.

“Why? Y’boss not payin’ y’enough baby?” he questioned, rubbing over my hip gently.

“No- no…he probably pays me too much if i’m honest..the uh- the therapy? It’s like… its a special kind of therapy, but insurance doesn’t cover it, so I dump alot- most of my money into it…But its the only thing that keeps me like…sane- so. I just deal with it.” I shrugged a bit, taking another long drag. 

“Well…y’can always live w’me” he kissed my neck gently and I giggled, poking his cheek. 

“Carmy. You’ve known me all but a month.” I smiled, resting my hand over his that had made home on my stomach. 

“Mmhmm? And?” He questions, causing me to giggle. “You can be my little decorator. I could use some help, my house is like…empty other then necessities” he chuckled into my skin and I look back at him. 

“Don’t tell me you’re living like a frat boy” I teased, taking a drag. “Is that why I haven’t been over your house? Please tell me you at least have pillowcases baby” I said and he blushed, looking away. 

“Ok- I do. But. They’re dirty and I took them off and haven’t washed them cause I don’t sleep in my bed” he smiled sheepishly and I laughed. 

“No wonder you sleep like a brick whenever you’re over here. We need to go shopping baby, you can’t depend on me for a good night sleep. What’s gonna happen when I go to The Hamptons this summer for my Nanny Job?” I questioned and he froze, looking down at me seriously. 

“Where? Wait- what?” He sits up a bit and I turned around, facing him. 

“I didn’t tell you? Yeah I- I take a break off of therapy for 8 weeks during the summer to go nanny for this family. I’ve been doin’ it since like- I was 16? 17? Somethin like that. It’s like- the most money I make all year.” I said, ashing my joint. 

“When do you leave?” He questioned, grabbing my other hand and lacing our fingers together. 

“May 20th, I come back July 15 because they do this summer camp thing until August before school. I’m sorry baby…I’ve been doin’ it for so long I guess I forgot to mention it.” I said, rubbing the back of his hand gently. 

“Y’really leavin baby? F’r…8 whole weeks? That’s- that’s too long.” He pouted a bit, squeezing my hand. 

“Mmhmm. 8 whole weeks. I think it’ll be good, missin’ eachother isn’t all bad. Just think of how good the sex will be when I come home. And now nice it’ll feel to cuddle again.” I kiss his lips gently. 

“Well now I’m gonna be sad” he wrapped his arms around me, kissing my jaw. “How can I enjoy this time with you I feel like there’s a fuckin…a fuckin’ timer over my head now. What if you…” he sighs softly. “What if you meet someone there?” He mutters and I smiled a bit, putting out the butt of my joint on the stone and getting up, wrapping my arms around his shoulders and pulling him into my chest. 

“Baby I’m gonna be counting the days to come back to my best bearfriend ever. I’m not gonna have eyes for anyone else, promise” I said and he flicked the rest of his cigarette off the roof, wrapping his strong biceps around my thighs and lifting me up causing me to giggle. 

“How am I gonna manage t’remember to take a break without you honey” he wraps my legs around his hips, resting me against the brick wall and kissing my jaw, nipping gently. 

I hum happily, resting my head back and eyes fluttering shut. “Well for starts, don’t think y’getting rid of me, I’ll be calling and we’ll be talking same time we hang out.” I gently scratch his scalp with my nails earning a satisfied soft moan from him. 

“I was hoping so, and what am I gonna do not being able to play with these f’what. 2 months?” he pushes my hoodie up, exposing my breasts to the chilly evening air, causing my nipples to perk up. 

“You have an imagination Carm- oh god” I breathe out, my eyes fluttering shut as he flicks his tongue over my nipple, gently kissing over the sensitive bud, playing with my jewelry with his tongue before taking it in between his teeth and tugging gently. 

I whine out, my back arching into his touch “mmm- fuck Carmy that feels so fucking good” I whine as he pulls at my nipple with his teeth, pulling away with a pop an looking up at me hotly as he flicks his tongue over the bud, every touch going straight to my core. 

“God - fuck- you’re so fucking sexy” I said as he sucks more of my breast in his mouth, massaging the other with his hand angling his hips to keep me sat on the wall. “Fuck- need you Bear. The- the fuckin” I point fervently. “Shit. The ac boxes. Fuck me please” I begged, tugging his hair gently. 

He gently lifted me further on his hips, walking over to them and laying me on top, pulling me to the edge and tugging my sweatpants down, “sit up” he orders and put the sweatpants under my head as a makeshift pillow when I obliged. 

I laid back comfortably “y’sure baby?” He asked and I nodded. 

“Always, c’mere” I rested on my elbows and connected our lips once again, opening my mouth for him and moaning a bit when I felt him drag his fingers over my now soaked panties. 

“Shit baby” he muttered, holding his fingers up to where I could see they were glistening with my arousal. I took his hand, slipping his fingers in my mouth and looking up at him to gauge his reaction. I swirled my tongue around the digits, moaning softly at the taste. 

“Holy fuck” he said softly, pushing his fingers further down my throat, he hummed in satisfaction when I swallowed around them, my eyes fluttering shut in bliss. “Good fuckin girl” he grumbled, pulling his fingers out and pushing my panties to the side, rubbing my clit in quick circles. 

My head dropped back, foot coming up to balance on the edge to spread my legs wider. He took my foot, resting it on my shoulder and kissing my ankle as he slipped one finger in. I whine in pleasure as he curled, in search of that special spot. 

“Yes- yes fuck- I’m good I’m so good- say it again Carmy” I moaned out, one hand travelling down and rubbing my clit as he added another finger, pumping his wrist faster, wet lewd squelching noises getting louder as I got wetter and wetter. 

“My good girl. Y’re my good girl, angel” he said hotly in my ear, humming proudly when I writhe and squirm beneath him as he curls his fingers against my gspot, my legs beginning to shake and core tightening. “Thaaaats it honey good fuckin’ girl. Cum on my fingers princess” he mumbles into my neck, holding me up against him with his other forearm, our chests flush together as he leaves a mark on my neck. 

“Ah- I’m- yes bear!” I squeak out, my eyes squeezing shut and mouth dropping in bliss as that line in my middle that had been winding higher and tighter snaps. Fireworks of pleasure shooting from my core through my legs and stomach up through my chest as he works me through my orgasm, thighs shaking and strings of swears, praises, and whines leave my lips all jumbled and slurred. 

He removed his fingers, causing me to whimper at the loss of sensation, and my eyes fluttered open to see he was sucking on the 2 fingers that had just been inside of me, eyes shut in pure bliss. “Holy fuck Carmy.” I said, my core twitching at the absolutely sinful sight. 

“Sorry- y’taste fuckin amazing babe.” He said and I nod in agreement. 

“It’s fucking hot- can I taste? C’mere” I tug his collar and he gives me a devilish grin. 

“Yeah? Y’wanna taste yourself sweet girl? Open” he said. My cheeks heat, thinking he was gonna stick his fingers in my mouth again. I shut my eyes expectantly, and moan when I felt him grab my face and a hot large drop of saliva fall onto my waiting tongue. 

My eyes fluttered open, looking up at him surprised. “Sorry- should I have asked?” He blushed a bit. I closed my mouth, enjoying the taste of us both for a moment before swallowing. 

“Please do that every time you eat me out. I’m on fucking fire right now, Carmy, fuck- I’ve never even thought about that holy shit. Can you do it again?” I asked, opening my mouth and looking up at him pleadingly.  

He chuckled a bit, “greedy girl” he said, growing quiet for a moment as he gathers more saliva before leaning in and spitting it into my awaiting mouth. I smiled gratefully, sticking out my tongue to let him see before swallowing it happily. 

“Fuck every time I think somethin’ll freak you out you prove me wrong, little weirdo” he teased and kissed me hard, I giggled into his mouth, gently tugging his curls between my fingers.

“Mm- nothin’ you could do would ever freak me out, the weirder the better” I gently push his sweatpants down enough so his cock sprung free, tip glistening with precum. “Not the only one who’s excited mm?” I teased, running my forefinger up the throbbing vein that ran underneath it- giggling a bit when it jumps at my touch. “Sensitive are we?” I teased and he pushed my shoulders so I’d lay back. 

“Y’re in no position t’be teasin’ about sensitive” he pushed the head of his cock between my heat and my panties, rubbing himself through my wetness. I moaned out, realizing the platform I was laid on was the perfect height for our hips, so Carmy wouldn't have to bend at some uncomfortable looking angle.

“Oh- fuck - wow Carm- that feels fuckin amazing holy shit” my head drops back onto my sweatpants, whining as the tip of his cock runs over my clit. 

“Fuck- these are fuckin’ soaked honey” he pulled my panties to the side, lining himself up and pushing the tip in. I whined out, grabbing his hand to ground myself at the stretch.

“S-so big” I whimper, my back arching and hips eagerly lifting to try and bury more of him inside of me.

“Y’can take it, my good girl- you love takin’ this cock, mmm?” he said and I laid there, already fucked dumb, jaw dropped, nodding stupidly.

“Yes- yes- i’m yours” I manage to whine out, moaning loudly when he shoves up my sweatshirt and takes my nipple into his mouth again, sucking on it roughly as he thrusts deeper into me. I clenched around him, already feeling that cord in my middle becoming tight once again. Only he could bring me to the edge this fast.

“Yeah? Y’mine baby? Mm?” He hoists my other leg onto his shoulder, holding up my hips and head falling back in bliss as he bottoms out, thrusting in to me with short hard strokes, each one the head of his cock driving into my gspot, causing my eyes to roll back and grunts of pleasure to leave my throat.

He chucked a bit, snapping his hips quicker causing me to squeak in pleasure, my back arching up harder letting out sobs of pure ecstasy. “I-I’m coming i’mcoming- fuck carmy i-ah!” I sqeak out, tears pricking my eyes as my second orgasm crashes over me, Carmen holding my hips still as he chases his own high.

“Fuck- ah- I’m s’close angel just, mmm shit-” he growls as my walls flutter around him, his thrusts becoming much sloppier and less consistent. 

“Yes- yesyesyes Bear - fuck- fucking cum in me please baby” I begged, lacing our fingers together and kissing his knuckles sweetly.

He rested his forehead on mine, kissing me deeply and groaning into my mouth as he spills inside of me, getting a few more hard thrusts in as he rides his high, panting hotly, gently wrapping my leg around his waist and pushing himself deeper causing me to whine into him, sucking on his tongue gently.

We made out like that until he was fully soft, his cock eventually slipping out causing me to whine at the sudden gaping empty feeling. “That was…fuck, Bear - like every time we fuck- you impress me more” I said, causing him to chuckle as he fixed his sweatpants and grabbed mine from behind me, gently helping me into them.

“Thanks? I guess? Did I like…suck the first time er’ somethin?” he questioned, causing me to laugh a bit.

“Fuck no baby, I mean like- you’re better then I’ve ever had. I-I didn’t like…realize I had a spit kink till you did that t’me. I love it. I’m like…still thinking about it.” I blushed a bit, moving over so he could sit next to me. 

“Thats a kink?” He questioned, taking his cigarettes out and lighting one, wrapping his other arm around me as he smoked.

“Mmhmm- I have a BDSM book, we should look at it together and learn some stuff. I haven't really looked at it too much, but I have a few pages dogeared for stuff I wanna try” I gently brushed his curls from infront of his eyes.

“I just thought I was a nasty fuck, I mean- I thought it was hot, like in porn- I saw this guy, he spits on his girls pussy ‘n stuff before he eats her out…I didn’t know if you’d like it- but dirty stuff is like…hot t’me I guess” he said and I smiled, resting my hand over his.

“You aren’t nasty- thats hot baby…I dunno why I never asked, what kind of porn do you like?” I rub my thumb over his fingers as he took a drag of his cigarette.

“Uh…well- real shit- they call it like.. amateur? Which feels weird t’me, but like…I don’t like scripted shit. I also don’t- Like..not in t’guys at all so I cant focus if im watching a girl get fucked if like all im seein’ is some guys dick. So- I usually watch like…girls getting of - er’ er like…getting eaten out. I dunno” he blushed, eyes fixed on the ground shyly.

“Thaats why” I giggle a bit and he looked at me, eyebrows scrunched together.

“Thats why what?” he questioned and I smile.

“You eat pussy like a fuckin champ- You must be takin’ tips without even realizing it. Really Carmy, y’re like- fuck - the way you eat pussy is insane- its..like the most beautiful thing i’ve ever seen” I laughed a bit at how dramatic it sounded but it was nothing but truth.

“It’s not hard- y’just gotta pay attention is all. Can’t imagine its harder then suckin’ dick” he shrugged, taking another drag of his cigarette.

I laughed a bit, eyebrows raised. “Sucking dick is crazy work- are you kidding? Theres virtually no reward other then the sexy noises you make. Other then that, im gagging and crying and choking on your dick, my chin is covered in spit- I probably look insane” I giggled and he shook his head.

“Ok, then maybe its not as hard, but- you look hot as fuck when y’suck me off. Are you kidding me baby? When you look at me and y’re eyes are all teary- its so fuckin sexy” he pulled me into a kiss and I smiled, relishing at the taste of smoke on his tongue.

I pulled away a bit, “You’re the only guy i’ve ever like..enjoyed going down on.” I kissed his chin gently and we both looked up as the door swings open and I rolled my eyes, just my luck.

“Oh- Uh, sorry. Gotta switch over the units from heat to cool, y’guys shouldnt be sittin up there anyway” he maintenance man said and I sighed, hopping off and taking Carms hand as we passed the man. 

“Careful- could be slippery over there sir” I joked, causing Carm to chuckle and squeeze my side with his hand as we walked back into the building.

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[asherloki]

helloooo :)

i was wondering if u could write somthing about anderson disrespecting reader when they join cases with sherlock, but always behind their backs

but then sherlock hears and he starts (trying) to beat him up, and anderson puts up a good fight, however sherlock still wins

he goes home to 221B and reader is shocked asking who hurt him and what he did, but he doesn’t give away anything, and simply tell them not to worry about it. whilst reader is patching up his wounds, john comes back and starts saying how cool, dangerous and reckless beating up anderson for reader was and they’re just flustered and shocked, saying thank you to sherlock (maybe a first kiss scene?)

reader also gives anderson a piece of their mind - not because he disrespected them, because he beat up sherlock :)

tysm and ur work is amazing!!!!

Detective's doll

Bbc Sherlock x reader

Word count:- 840

A/n:- listen guys, just one or two fic will come this month, once October is here I'll be doing Halloween fics! I've shared some prompts do check! Fandoms you know, otherwise check my masterlist.

"you think I can help you with this case?" I enquired to Sherlock not believing he asked my help suddenly for a case. I've been fond of him since I moved in. He can seem cold, unfriendly, some people may describe him as arrogant as well. I was no exception, however living with him taught he's actually pretty lonely. Especially since john watson was married. Sometimes when he's working or sitting with his microscope he looks as pure as a child who just needs a hug. I do want to hug him tight sometimes but he's not very fond of touches innit? So I never dared.

"that's why I asked you, look this case includes information about victorian literature and by seeing your side of the bookshelf " he said pointing to our bookshelf, his side was filled with books about chemistry, science, anatomy and mine was filled with victorian classic novels, mostly, "I think you can help us with this".

"okay then" I must admit I was over the moon. A real life adventure was calling me, how could I not be thrilled.

In evening we went to Scotland yard, I felt excited about being able to help these men. Especially Sherlock, he introduced me to lestrade and informed him that I'll be joining their quest. His agreement confirmed my involvement before I went with him to his office to get some information about the case, I thought Sherlock was following me however I turned around to find out he was going to a different direction, he was walking towards Andersen. Perhaps he had business with him, but one question still lingered, he doesn't quite like Andersen that much.

When I came back with a folder in my hand which contained some information put inside, not in an organised way, I looked around for Sherlock, it seemed like he was gone, and for some reason people or I must say other officers there stared at me. I wondered why, maybe because I don't usually visit their office. Though their furrowed brows told some different story.

After I got to Baker Street I found the flat's door already open,

"Sherlock?" I called, to make sure it was him who opened the door, and not some break in, "is it you in there?" I walked in showing some bravery, trying to make least noise possible to find Sherlock struggling with the first aid box.

"gosh" I went closer to him and I gasped as I found out he had a cut along his cheek bone, and some more wounds accompanying "what the... what happened?"

"nothing" replied the detective, still trying to get the box open. I noticed his knuckles were hurt too as they were all red, it was the reason for his struggle with the first aid box. They were hurting him as he tried to open it.

"fine don't tell me" the only thing I couldn't bring myself to like about him was his habit of keeping things hidden, "do me a favour and sit" I wonder if my eyes reflected all the concern I felt for him. It may have, for he stared at me for a few seconds then obeyed without any objection. I took some medicine in cotton to apply over his cut.

"ow" he pulled away as the medicine on the wound felt like burn.

"I know it might hurt but please.." as I said and he nodded in agreement, it appeared to how much I fancied this moment, me taking care of him, even though he was hurt, and that was the part I disliked. I continued to do my job until John Watson came bursting in,

"oh gosh you're here, you did amazing" he seemed overjoyed and I bet I could see all his 32 teeth the way he smiled.

"let's not talk about it" said Sherlock softly. My confusion rose at this point, does john know what happened?

"no wait" I forbid him to interfere, "what happened john?"

"wait you don't know?" he asked in a way as if I'm the one who should be knowing this before others, although he was well aware how secretive his friend can be.

"how's mary? Is pregnancy bothering her?" Sherlock interrupted again, with his terrible skill of small talk.

"shhh" I hushed him "speak up John".

"Sherlock beat up Andersen" He spoke finally.

"he did what?"

"yes, because..."

"you said enough" Sherlock forbid him again.

"no he hasn't" I said, "because?" I turned to John.

"because Andersen said shit about you" John's words left his mouth and hit me, one because Andersen said something bad about me? but I never were mean to him even for once, why would he do that? and two, Sherlock beat him for that? For me?

"it wasn't just.." Sherlock started to say something, he was lacking excuses so he stuttered until I spoke,

"really?"

"yes, Andersen is beaten up terribly by him" replied john, "and you shouldn't bother about what he said".

That only meant it was very mean, "I'd still like to know"

"dumb doll of the detective" said Sherlock, "that's what he told you, you're dumb, a doll who's is controlled by me"

I gasped at this not knowing what to say.

"an opportunist" followed by a few seconds of quietness, "he said more but..."

It felt terrible, no wonder other words were far more worse that Sherlock couldn't bring himself to speak.

"anyway" John said breaking the silence. "I better go home, Mary might need me."

Waving us he went and left us wondering about the situation. I turned to Sherlock as I was yet to understand all those cuts and wounds he endured, were all to protect my image? To protect me from words? He knew then how sensitive I am under the cover of a strong person, "you fought him for me?"

He nodded in response, followed by the heavy exhale.

"and why?"

"because you don't deserve disrespect, and obviously not from someone like Andersen." he replied.

I don't know why but that moment I didn't care if he likes being touched or not instead I wrapped my arms around his neck and placed my chin on his head, sniffing his hair and realising his shampoo has a decent smell, no wonder his curls were like a soft pillow. It forced me to lean my cheek too with a smile that appeared on my lips, "you didn't have to, but thanks"

"no problem" he said taking my hand, and caressing it, as if it was an assurance, a promise that my palm was safe in his hand.

Next day Sherlock, john and I went to Scotland yard where I found the sight of beaten up Andersen, oh how... terrible honestly. I felt bad how wounded he was but atleast he'll think twice before disrespecting me, or anyone. Sherlock made sure of that.

"you guys go inside, I'll be with you in a minute" I said walking to Andersen, although Sherlock pulled me a little by my wrist to say,

"listen" Sherlock said, "don't put up a fight I did it already"

"I won't" we exchanged smiles and I went to catch Andersen,

"Andersen!" I called.

He looked horrified yet fuming at me he said, "you? what do you want?"

With some strength in my voice I stated, as politely as possible yet stern, "next time if want to say something, make sure it's on my face, but if you dare again, my detective will kill you, I'm his doll afterall, he won't let you play with me like that" then I went a little closer and replied in a hushed voice, "I'm his to love, his to keep, his to adore." This may haven't scared him but infuriated him even more, so I stepped backwards with a smile, now that my threat did it's job and walked away, just one more time I turned around to wave him, a mocking wave to be more clear, "see ya".

#bbc sherlock #sherlock x reader #sherlock x y/n #sherlock holmes x reader #sherlock x you #i am sherlocked

[celestie0]

vote for the next jjk fanfic series [poll locked]

helloooo my lovelies!! i wanted to say thank you so much for the love on my series 'kickoff' so far :') it's only been a few days since i started uploading here on tumblr but i have received lovely comments and i'm so grateful. i have been having a lot of fun writing it but i thought it would be nice to have two series ongoing at once because i was experiencing some writer's block earlier this week, and it would be nice to switch between two works when inspiration doesn't strike for the other.

please read the three ideas i have below & if you feel so inclined, drop a vote for which one you'd like to see next! i'll probably end up writing all three at some point since i love all the ideas so much, but thought it would be fun to involve my followers for which one to start right away. i'm more of a series writer than a one-shot writer, so all of these would end up being multi-part stories with eventual/recurring smut.

➸ series #1: rock band guitarist! gojo x reader x record label owner! geto | love triangle, angst, fluff, smut (18+)

synopsis: gojo and you were lovers in college when him and his rock band were nobodies with nothing but a dream, but eventually they strike a deal with an up-and-coming record label in tokyo and the two of you have to make the tough decision to break up since you still had two years of school left and you couldn't go with him to the city. flash forward four years, his band is the biggest rock band in the world and you move to tokyo to pursue your writing career. you spark up a romance with a rather mysterious & reserved man named geto, unaware of just how much invisible string connects the three of you. loooooots of angst, jealousy, messy decisions, y'know all the good stuff that comes with a love triangle. alexa play "the one that got away" by katy perry. inspired by the anime 'nana' & movie 'past lives'!

➸ series #2: police chief/dilf! toji x reader | forced proximity, fluff, angst, smut (18+)

synopsis: smalltown romance where you move from the city to the countryside after breaking off your engagement with your toxic ex-fiancé. your move doesn't go too smoothly since you're arrested by quite possibly the hottest man you've ever seen in your life practically the second you step foot in town, but you end up working out a deal with him where you agree to babysit his 3-year-old son megumi while he's working his crazy police hours, and in exchange you get to live in the small cottage on his property rent-free. sort of enemies to lovers because reader thinks he's an arrogant asshole most of the time, fluffy stuff w baby megumi <3, forced proximity, toji doing hot dad stuff, you know the drill. inspired by the knockemout book series by lucy score!

➸ series #3: prosecutor! nanami x reader | enemies to lovers, fluff, angst, smut (18+)

synopsis: you're on your way to achieving your life dream of becoming a doctor, in your final year of medical school, about to make your entire family proud when you suddenly find yourself behind bars after being framed for the murder of your ex-boyfriend. unfortunately, the city's harshest prosecutor, nanami kento, has been assigned to your case and the fate of the rest of your life now falls in the palm of his hand. some murder mystery stuff, intense criminal interrogations, lots of nanami absolutely despising you because he thinks you're a murderer but then wanting nothing more than to protect you when he discovers that you're not. and yes there will be smut despite the premise haha, but that's all i'll say without spoiling anything. heavily inspired by the kdrama 'suspicious partner'!

thank you so much for voting if you do decide to vote, and i'm soooo looking forward to starting one of these series!

#jujutsu kaisen #anime #nanami kento #alternate universe #gojo satoru #geto suguru #toji fushiguro #jujutsu kaisen fanfiction #jujutsu kaisen fanfic #gojo x reader #geto x reader #nanami x reader #toji x reader #jjk smut #smut #tumblr polls #my polls #fanfiction polls #series #fanfiction series

[writingbyshiloh]

Part 5. Aram

Series Masterlist 

AN: The 1 (maybe 2) people who read my MVDG and Red fics are EATING this week. This is definitely a new record. Last time R and Red almost get caught!!!! Sry Aram, ILY but I needed part 5 to be done. I have more Red fic ideas BUT I have to finish this first. If u were tagged twice that is my mistake

CW: Food,  swearing, FBI! Reader. Editing this was surprisingly fast so be scared (of grammar mistakes)

Slowly but surely, Raymond Reddington has been leaving things at your apartment. The first was a now empty suitcase. He asked you to take it because he needed to move out of one safe house and wouldn’t be able to get into the next one for the whole day. Nursing your massive crush on him, you agreed, but not before going through the suitcase in front of him to make sure it was just clothes and nothing illegal. 

As your relationship evolved, so have the items he leaves at yours. He’s left a few white T-shirts in case he stays over, munis the one you took for yourself. There is a full suit perpetually hanging in the back of your closet, tucked away in its own bag. He even left a French press in your kitchen so he can enjoy his coffee at yours. You’re also gifted with an endless supply of drop phones with one or two numbers pre-programmed into them. 

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 You’ve been to this restaurant before, but that was when you went as an ordinary customer. It was loud, a mix of chatter from customers, the kitchen, and the random playlist of background music. 

Tonight was much quieter, the only customers being the two of you. You could hear the music more clearly even though it was at a lower volume. That’s the perks you get when dating someone who everyone seems to owe. 

You could hear him even if you were sitting across, but he immediately took the seat next to you. His watch reflects the light as he trails your fingers up and down your arm. 

You try not to squirm under his gaze but it's hard. He’s been gone for a month and you’re just dying to get him into your bed. You didn't even glance at the menus, wanting to have your whole attention on Reddington.

“We can go somewhere. Anywhere you want.” He suggests pulling you back to the conversation. 

“Oh, is my apartment not good enough for you?” you tease, trying to deflect.

“Not that I don’t love your view of the parking lot, sweetheart, but how about a change? We could get as far as Finland for breakfast.” 

You’re saved by a shrill ringing from your bag. It also makes your heart drop into your stomach. Not wanting to be interrupted you only brought your work phone. 

“Shit, shit. I’m so sorry I have to take this.” your words are frantic and you pull the phone out to see who is on the caller ID. 

Reddington nodded, understanding but you could also see the disappointment on his face. 

You push your seat out while standing, needing to pace while on the phone. 

“I know you’re on a date, and you were really looking forward to it, but we need you. The calls are too much for one person and uhh….” Aram’s voice trails off as the line goes mute. 

You know that you’re going to ditch your date to go to work, but you can still feel bad about it. You spin on your feet to face Reddington and tell him the bad news but catch sight of Dembe striding across the restaurant with his phone in hand. 

Aram rejoined your phone call. “And Rickey’s dead.” 

Rickey is someone low in Reddington's criminal operation, who is also working with someone on the blacklist, selling secrets to them. Reddington was feeding Ricky false information in hopes it would draw out the blacklister. 

“He's dead?!” you repeat, before putting your phone on mute to fill Reddington in. 

“Your man Ricky’s dead!” You tell him, still in disbelief.

Both Dembe and Reddington look at you like you grew a second head. 

“He's not dead, he has been arrested,” Dembe informs you. 

Now it was your turn to stare at them. 

“Hello? Are you still there? Helloooo.” Aram's voice got your attention. You unmute him. 

“Yeah, sorry. I’m on my way.” You reply before handing up the call. The restaurant was close to the Post Office, it would be faster to walk than to try and get your coat and have Reddington drive you. 

“I’m so sorry, I need to go, Aram thinks he's dead, but needs help figuring out where, or why or something.” You ramble on trying to get your brain to catch up. 

“Can I at least offer a ride?” Reddington asks. He knows he won’t be able to talk you back into continuing the date.

You wave him off. 

“It's faster if I walk. I’m so sorry” you apologize for the third time. 

“Sweetheart, it's raining, please.” He implores.

“I gotta go.”  

With your phone in your hand, you blindly felt around under the table for your bag. 

“It's raining.” 

“It’s just water,” you argued back. 

“At least take the jacket, please.”

You reached out to take the cream suit jacket from him and shrugged it over your shoulders. At least your hair will stay dry.  

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“That's a nice jacket. Looks like something Reddington would wear.” The first words out of Aram's mouth had you on edge. 

Your laugh sounded fake, even to your own ears as you move to hide the jacket in your shared office. 

“Yeah, guess I spend too much time here” you joke, settling into the chair Aram put out for you at his desk.

“Okay. I know you got pulled away from your date, and I’m sorry. But did you get the pasta with the mushroom cream sauce?” 

“Aram -” 

“Oh, or maybe the gnocchi?” 

You make an exaggerated frown. “We didn’t even order.” 

Aram's face drops. It’s sweet how invested he is. When Reddington told you the restaurants he wanted to take you to, Aram helped you decide which one to go to you think. 

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The Ricky hunt was not going well. No one had a clear lead, and with you taking hospital and morgues, Aram calling police stations, even Reddington (sans suit jacket) and Dembe came into call any criminal contacts who may know. 

Aram was blessed with the winning phone call. Ricky was indeed arrested and then bailed out by the blacklister, giving the team a lead. More importantly, it gave you the freedom to salvage what was left of your date. 

Dembe already left to start the car but to also give you and Red some space. 

“You look lovely tonight. Any special occasion?” He asked while following you to one of the hallways in the post office. 

You press your lips together in an effort not to smile. 

“I actually had a hot date.” 

“Think it's salvageable?” 

You pretended to think it over while the elevator doors closed. 

“I don’t know. He told me my apartment’s not as nice for breakfast compared to anywhere in Europe?” you tease him. 

“He sounds wise. Are you going to forgive him?” Reddington purses his lips as if he was actually going to weigh in on the drama.

You bump your shoulder against him. 

“Depends on how he treats me tonight.” 

#s1 red you will always be [redacted] #raymond reddington fan fic #raymond reddington x you #raymond reddington x reader #the blacklist x reader #the blacklist fanfic

[aghostnamedcalamity]

Hey-hey! ✨ I read your fic The Sleep That You've Craved and it's super cool! Do you plan to develop that story in more fics? :3 For example, to tell more about the times when Mordecai got together with Millicent?

(we need MOAR :D)

Helloooo thanks so much!! Sorry for the long wait, I was hoping to draw something for this but life got in the way!

Anyways, I currently don’t have any plans to work on it, but definitely think it needs a prequel at some point!! Maybe in the future. I’d love to show how Mordecai’s relationships with Joey and Millicent started as well as his initial reactions to a tiny baby.

Millicent was just a showgirl who took a liking to picking on Mordecai since he was a male in the industry who showed very little interest in getting to know her and she was used to getting that type of attention (she’s a bit of a selfish brat). I (personally) perceive Mordecai as aroace. But out of poor judgment one day, a little bit of alcohol, and just a bit of curiosity about what all the fuss is about from Mordecai’s end, they end up with Benjamin. Neither party was thrilled. Millicent kept him for his first two months of life before dumping him on Mordecai and heading out to Hollywood to try and become famous. Mordecai was initially going to put him on the orphan trains that ran out west but was looking at his options.

This is where Joey comes in!!!. Joey ended up working some shifts at Marigold after Gracie’s small establishment went under after his sudden disappearance. Joey remembered Mordecai and thought he looked super cool and that Mordecai could probably get a lot of girls (little did he know). Joey also lacks the self preservation skills to stay away from dangerous people so he kept nagging and nagging Mordecai until he managed to worm his way into a section of his life. Then, Joey left bartending behind after a raid shook him up real good. So he was jobless for a bit and kept bothering Mordecai to let him borrow money. Being in debt to Mordecai, Mordecai made him watch Benjamin until he could find a good solution to his problem as repayment for the money Joey owed him.

One thing led to another and Benjamin ends up staying longer than planned and Mordecai gets attached to him after a while, though he will never admit it. So Millicent is technically not a part of their lives (which Mordecai is very grateful for but Benjamin resents). She comes back into Benjamin’s life when he’s 16 and there’s a lot of unresolved issues between them because of the absence but she will unfortunately pass away from lung cancer around the time he turns 18. It was sadly very common for showgirls at the time due to constant second hand smoke exposure. She never really reached the level of stardom she was seeking in her youth, but she did manage to create somewhat of a more positive relationship with her son near the end and Benjamin visits where she’s resting very often to leave fresh flowers.

Super super long answer but I hope this helps tie some loose ends in my story just in case I never get around to continuing it!! Thanks so much for taking the time to read my work, heldiggy!! 💕

#QnA

[ask-missparker]

The Red & Purple Duo

I created cUZ helloooo I love playing around with dynamics. As we know Mia got her hubby Nikolai and Ethan got his wifey Liane…so let's put theses ladies up to the test.

Friends: Amelia Morse-Parker & Liane Felton

Sum it up -> Mia was supposed to go on a simple mission to get insight on this rich man, Ivan Trask, but her usual players had work to do. Melissa was stuck with beating a systemic grid and Nikolai was on the field in mother Russia with Marlene. She decided she wanted to go in alone as an undercover, Widowed Wife, but Hill knew she needed backup. Which lead her to this very moment..

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She flipped around the sheets of paper sitting in front of her as her gaze fell back and forth onto the sliver dollar laced gun. She bit her bottom lip and squealed under her breath, taking the gun in hand.

"Liane. Agent Liane..of uh, SHIELD." Said the blonde pointing the gun then standing up from the chair, "Oh? Is that right? You think this is funny?"

She pointed the gun back and forth talking with the wall as if it was a bad guy. "H-how's this for a comedy? Huh?..h-you-you..i'mma gonna tear you in half and-" She stuttered trying to find the right words to say.

Suddenly the door behind her slammed shut as she screamed in fear facing the short brunette who was dressed in a black jeans, a navy blue t-shirt and ruby red necklace. She had a deadpan look on her face completely done with her bullshit as she huffed holding back an eye roll.

"AR-are you-? I'm armed here." She explained holding the gun sitting back down.

She removed the gun out of her hand and replied, "Don't be."

"Why did you have it out in the first place? Not very smart leaving your gun out.."

"I WANTED-I wanted to see how long you'll last."

"What? H-how did I do?"

"Less than 7 minutes. Somewhat better than I expected. Where did we spend our honeymoon?"

Amelia wasn't trilled with this whole plan. She would've gone with Ward or Daisy, if Nikolai wasn't available, they were busy dealing with missions for Coulson. Something about a gas fire. Again, she wished she could've done this alone. But she wasn't allowed.

Liane hummed, "God..is everything a test with you, Parker? Lighten up! Or in my case, you need a little fire to fix this."

"Funny." She said pointing to the papers, "Honeymoon? Where?"

"Bail. It was gorgeous! I was wearing a sundress and-"

"Where we did we meet?"

"Uh..recorded store? Ugh, why did it have to be a record store? Who picked that location? Romanoff?"

"Felton. Focus. Which side of the car you in?"

"Whatever side you say I get. Cause I love to drive shotgun! And your the passage princess."

Liane stood up with a giggle then sat down, deciding to lean against the table and bop her nose with her long purple nails. She was rambling on and on about something as well. Amelia just rolled her eyes, "Liane. It would be nice if you stick to the script."

She giggled bopping her nose and teasing her with a smile, "Lovey dovey car with you brought me for my birthday! And we did all the shopping we can and.."

"Well, I'm gonna die. We're gonna walk in and five seconds later just straight up dead.." Amelia added, pushing the blonde's hand away from her.

"We're gonna die cause I didn't remember the name of your childhood dog? That's not how this works. I should know my parents were married for a long time."

"And they hated each other. I saw the reports. You have no idea how this works!"

"I know how this works, okay? They're not gonna tie me up to some freaking chair and ask me the name of your childhood doggie! I mean come on..you seem like you never had one."

"You have to know a good crunch of the facts! Married people do that from the smallest thing to the biggest one."

"No they don't! They do this! We're not gonna die because we're not gonna in there with some lame story on how we met and how we are like two people in love. No, they are gonna walk in there and see you are some overcontroling OCD spor freaking and I'm too much of a flake to tell the difference. And we got together way too early for our liking. So we're stuck together now!"

"Mhm hmm."

"And I left a really good design job for this. As I was dishing tables and painting nails at a salon now like in my favorite movie. And the wedding was tiny. I wanted some big and landfill of glamour items but you wanted something smaller."

"Big weddings are too much money..as if I would spend a lot of time planning one."

"And I know you spelt with one of the grooms-Ohh maybe it was a bridesmaids? That would be a good cover story!"

"Well, I was marrying you, so I must've been very drunk. And blacked out the next day."

The two were standing up at this point as they were talking to one another.

Liane crossed her arms with a squeal and thought, "It was Patrick or Daphne wasn't it? They would love to have that over my head."

Amelia scoffed and looked up at her, "Daphne and Patrick must be nice people. Listening to me as I had to be stuck with you. They cared when I talked about going to the pound to pick up my first ever dog...uh.."

"Snuffles! Hehe I remembered and you didn't. And I am a good partner for you to have during this mission. I know a lot about events and everything."

"I doubt it. But sure."

"We got this wired down. It aint on the paper, just you and me faking this whole gig."

"God helps us all."

"No one can fake this kinda hate you have for me. D-do you hate me?"

"Ain't telling."

She half smile then her faced returned to a deadpanned look. Liane could tell was hiding something, she knew her husband was gone a mission god knows where and wasn't able to say anything about it. She giggled to herself. But she didn't saying anything to Mia about it unless brought up later.

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Here is the original source, I got the idea from!

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—> Thanks for reading. That’s what I got! Comment down below with ideas and reblog your thoughts 

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#fake dating au #spy au #marvels agents of shield #unlikely friends #ask missparker #underling friendship #mia & lia #dumb and smart #solar opposites #marvel fanfiction #maria hill #skyeward

[spiderwarden]

Asking for perspective of Minthara because I love hearing the writer's headcanons: does she treat all males as lesser, or just specifically male drow? And if the latter, why does she view males of other races as better than males of her own race?

oohh! OOOHH! my first anon! helloooo! pull up a chair, get comfortable. i have frybread, i have treats, go on - stay. pspsspspspps. *traps you in a box* .. im gonna keep you now. and love you.

She has an automatic critical association with all male people. From what I've observed her critical thinking has her automatically coming into the conversation persay with a negative attitude. But this is also where first impressions come into play because Minthara - much to her credit, will observe first before making a full judgment on one's character. I imagine in her younger years, there was nothing BUT automatic disdain that was entirely based off of their birth order. But experience and gained intellect often makes one more ... considerate (as we all do in our youth and growing out of said youth.)

Now, note I say more critical of men, but she will wait to case a judgement and it is due to those first impressions that she will decide whether or not said man is worth learning more about in terms of character and qualities. Let's take a look at Shadowheart and Wyll for instance, or even Gale. All three characters in some way abandoned by some force bigger than themselves. The kneejerk response that she starts with is what is better for Shadowheart, her state of mind, and the choice that she has between what is good for their entourage vs what's good for her. There is automatic understanding and near sympathy given. (Though, Minthara every time I say this she makes me note that empathy and sympathy comes from the intelligence of being able to BE empathetic, and has nothing to do with a soft heart.) VS. her first response to Gale and Wyll of their situation. Where there is Gale there is the immediate dismissal and grace withdrawn from that dismissal (vs. Shadowheart who is also bound to a Goddess, near same situations but more empathy given to one side), and then there is Wyll who she laughs at.

But as she keeps speaking there is an understanding of their characters and her logical stance behind them, whether it's Wyll where she would rather know him as a bound warlock over a spoiled court only experienced child, or Gale who's she doesn't waste her time on because she believes entirely he will not 'live long enough to appreciate her social graces' (She has already decided Gale would be a poor conversationalist based on that first impression - male wizard.)

So with her being critical, that does not mean she refuses to understand the men around her regardless or race. (Which in terms of MALE company I'm really intrigued about her approach to Astarian - who she seems to have sympathy for but keeps him at arms length to keep his wits sharp in her own way. And I would love to see how she interacts with Halsin but that will come later in terms of rp.)

Minthara is also entirely intelligent enough to be honest and open about how flawed and cutthroat her own culture is that they eat the weak. She is the first to note how Drow men are treated and viewed, and at one point admits that she practiced Lotlh's ways herself to Astarian. (This is where I realized her ambitions to be a house matron, and how she idolizes her grandmother Yvonnel.) So I can entirely see a YOUNG Minthara looking over drow men and her first thought is whether or she would have added them into her own arsenal of men.

So ONTO DROW MEN! Her viewpoint of drow men is very much a nature vs. nuture topic. The kneejerk reaction will be to sneer and look down on them until she gets a good proper look at their character and their story, and AGAIN I heavily say too that their birth order will entirely depend on that respect because of the fact every son after the second born is killed in sacrifice to Lolth. She may be more tolerant once she is freed from the Absolute, but the kneejerk reaction remains.

Don't forget she IS intelligent enough to remain passive as she gains her judgment because she never makes an uneducated guess, or a ignorant judgement. Taking this approach with Minthara requires a specific and admittedly challenging balance BECAUSE of the fact she reserves her judgement for a time when she gathers more information to form a proper EDUCATIONAL observation of the OBJECTIVE AND IMPARTIAL FACTS in front of her.

#[ 🕷️ ] —— inquires #[ 🕷️ ] —— meta #[ 🕷️ ] —— headcanons #[ I HOPE THIS MADE SENSE NONNIE! thank you ily ] #[ *aggressively pets* ] #anonymous

[faerieismm]

HIHI!! How are you doing :D

I saw your now writing for death note :O I loved that anime sm, i also loved reading the manga to, i should send some more death note requests to you when I have the chance ^^ anyways!!

Could I request L, Light Yagami, Misa Amane and Mello with a Fem!S/O who has a Alhaitham Personality from Genshin Impact??

Thank you!! Have a wonderful day!! (I’ll definitely be requesting more death note requests to you)

hello hello! i’m a little sick but overall okay! i hope you’re doing well<3 YES AAAAA INDEED I DO, INDEED I DO (there’s some mello stuff in the works too ;) )

𝖑, 𝖑1𝖌𝖍𝖙, 𝖒𝖎𝖘𝖆 and 𝖒𝖊𝖑𝖑0 with an alhaitham!f3m!s/0

tw? n0ne!

g3nre? uhhhh

type 0f wr1t1ng? headc4nons

𝖑 l4wliet

L is exactly the same

your whole personality and life goal is the same as his, so i think its right to say you two would get along

ofcourse, getting close to L is no easy job, but with the way you both think and behave it was an easy chance for him

i think L would overall would feel very safe with you, and might even open up a little!

𝖑1𝖌𝖍𝖙 yagami

would work well with his plan

a good partner, he thinks

might even have some respect for you👀

personally i headcanon light as aroace so i cant really place what a relationship with him would be like, but i think your personality would definitely please him

𝖒𝖎𝖘𝖆 amane

we know misa clings onto people too easily (maybe thats why i kin her-)

so while she might think you can be a little boring and mean sometimes, she does love you very dearly

also has alot of respect for you!

your willpower really amazes her, and i also think that would be the one thing you have in common

when shes the second kira, not working for light yet, your relationship is a little complicated but she’s loyal, and she needs you

plottwist where the two of you overthrow light?👀

𝖒𝖊𝖑𝖑0 mihael keelh

yes, but also no

lemme explain

yes, mello is very driven, motivated and focussed on his goal

but relationship whise, i think mello might need someone who isn’t as much like him (or like he acts like)

someone with a loving personality, that can deal with emotions well, and gives mello the space to let his emotions exist aswell

so the case and mafia stuff would go great, and he respects you, but i don’t know if a relationship would work

hello helloooo (ﾟ∀ﾟ) sorry for taking so long on this! i’m just not doing too well but don’t worry about it i hope you enjoyed!!

#death note x reader #l death note #death note #death note mello #mello death note #light yagami #light death note #l lawliet #l lawliet x reader #l dn #mihael keehl #mihael keehl x reader #misa amane #misa misa #amane misa #misa amane x reader #misa death note #death note misa

[chaesonghwas]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

HELLOOOO, i was tagged by the wonderful @wolfiemcwolferson @duquesademiel @golden-fairylights and @your-littlesecret, thank you my lovesssss <3333

1. How many works do you have on ao3?

i have 52 fics up on my normal account and i think 2? on anon

2. What’s your total AO3 word count? 

272868 (i thought it would be more lmaoooo)

3. What fandoms do you write for?

currently just f1, but i have fics up for a couple of kdramas and football rpf

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

a long time (maybe forever) - reddit fic my beloved

hey, brother (there's an endless road to rediscover) - my only non-piarles on this list!! written for hospital playlist, it's an outsider pov from the main character's little sister seeing how the main ship develops over time (as i'm writing this, i realize i wrote that same fic w arthur the other day oops)

we should just kiss (like real people do) - sol's bday fic from last year!!! i love this one a lot <3

i don't want you like a best friend - veeeery smutty soulmate au (this one was VERY hard for me to write so i'm super proud it's up hereee)

you and me would be (a big conversation) - SOCIAL MEDIA AU!!! this one was also a process but i loved every second

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

sometimes i try to but i never know what to say so i clamp up and don't end up answering 😭 so if you're reading this and you've ever commented on my fics just know that i see it and i love you

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

football au definitely has the most angsty/bittersweet planned ending, but i haven't actually written that lmaooo so i'll say and still, your heart beats. it's ultimately hopeful, but it's a tough situation

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

all of my fics have a some kind of happy ending, but i'll go with swear to be overdramatic and true bc i love that universe a lot <3

8. Do you get hate on fics?

i've never gotten explicit hate on a fic, thankfully

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

yesss, and.... whatever i'm vibing with i guess?

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

i've never done it lmao

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

no, thankfullyyyy

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

nope, but it would be an honour!!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

YEAH BABYYYYYYY!!!! writing w friends is the most fun bc i love my friends a lot <3 currently i have monza proposal fic w @duquesademiel, the Justly Fic w @your-littlesecret and posting the alphabet dating fic w @duquesademiel and @wolfiemcwolferson <3 a couple of other things are also being planned so stay tuneddd

14. What’s your all-time favourite ship?

all-time is a very difficult question, but piarles is def up there

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

football au i love you and i swear i will come back

16. What are your writing strengths?

i feel like i'm pretty good at writing dialogue and i think i'm v good at humor!! making insane situations work lmao

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

definitely lack of planning/getting carried away by the vibes and losing sight of the plot. also i feel like i struggle w longer descriptions

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

i don't love it and i usually limit mine to only a couple of words (say, nicknames/terms of endearment in piarles' case), but i don't mind it in other people's fics tbh!!

19. First fandom you wrote for?

one direction LMAOOOOOO

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

any of my co-written fics or change my mind, my pwfe gift for sol that i love very very dearly <333

tagging @yukierres @pinkierre @boxboxbrioche @espithewarlock and anyone else that wants to do itttt <3333

#ask games #i love u all this was very fun #justi answers

[thatfreshi]

Hookups, Coffee, and Frozen Peas (Markiplier x reader)

You and Mark have been roommates for a little while, and despite pining over him for so long, you’ve decided it’s time to try moving on. And it backfires. Big time.

Angst to comfort, implied sex, happy ending :)

You and Mark have been roommates for a couple of years now. Prior to moving in together, you were friends for a bit, and you decided if you already get along and the both of you needed to save some money, it just made sense. However, when all of the boxes were finally in this new apartment, you were hoping it would turn into more, that maybe you guys could be more than friends, but you were always too scared to make a move. Instead, you made slight flirtatious attempts that seemed to go over his head, and nothing ever came of it. Even a few years later, sometimes you still hope something will happen between the two of you, but lately, you’ve been letting go of that fantasy.

Instead of pining after your roommate, you’ve recently decided that the best distraction would be to go on tons of dates until you find someone to get your mind off of him. Tonight you’re going on a Bumble date with a guy named Derrick, who seems sweet so far. Your texts haven’t been exciting, but you’re hopeful. Just as you’re finishing getting ready, there’s a knock at your door.

“Hey, y/n, you in there?”

You freeze for a second, remembering why you’re going on all of these dates in the first place. God, he’s just so wonderful. In his voice, the way he moves, his passion, everything. You stare in the mirror for a couple of seconds, wondering if perhaps you didn’t have to move on, that maybe you could still try to get him to see how you feel.

“Y/n? Helloooo?”

The mirage is suddenly ruined. You go to open the door.

“Yeah Mark? What’s up?”

He pauses, taking in your evening look.

“Wow, you uh, you look good. What’s the occasion?”

“I’ve got another date tonight.”

“Again? Wasn’t it another guy a couple days ago?”

You walk into the common space and grab your shoes.

“I mean, yeah. Why? You jealous or something?”

Of course, it was meant as a joke. Mark gets a little quiet.

“No, not at all. Just don’t know how you manage to balance so much.”

“Well, it’s easy when you have a friend who does the dishes and all the other things around the house when you’re at work.”

You smile at each other, and you grab your keys off the wall.

“Anyways, I do not know when I’ll be back or if he will be coming back here with me, but I promise to make him be quiet in case you’re recording, okay?”

“Thank you, y/n. Hope your date goes well.”

You walk out the door, closing it behind you. You stop outside for a moment, pondering the interaction with Mark. 

“It’s fine. He didn’t mean anything by it.”

You mumble to yourself as you walk down the apartment building hall.

The date with Derrick goes well, about as well as all the others go. You both have some good laughs, some good food, and decide to go back to your place. Of course, you explain your roommate situation, and how you have to keep it down. He agrees to stay quiet as long as he gets to go home with you, and you smirk at him. 

It’s not the same though. Nothing’s the same as Mark. Going on all these dates, trying to get that same chemistry, it’s all too hard. Talking to Mark, it’s easy. You guys laugh and play around, and you play this memory of you throwing flour at each other in the kitchen over and over again all the time. No one makes you feel like that, but you have to give up. It’s clear that whatever you two have is just platonic.

As soon as you get back to the apartment you’re out of your head again, mainly because Mark is in the living room when you and Derrick are making out in the doorway.

“Woah there guys, no ‘Honey I’m home’ or anything?”

Usually his joking tone is a little more snarky, but this jest sounded a little more on the dull side.

“Oh, god, Mark. I’m so sorry I thought you’d be in your room recording.”

Derrick is clearly a little uncomfortable with the whole interaction, but he doesn’t take his hands off of you.

“Yeah, well, I decided to take a break tonight and I didn’t think you guys would be back this quick.”

You feel a little embarrassed by the whole thing, considering he’s the reason you’re doing any of this casual dating in the first place.

“Well that’s okay! We can just go to my room. C’mon.”

You tug at Derrick’s hand and lead him to your bedroom. The night is fun, but you’re not fully there the whole time. You’re too busy feeling ashamed for some reason, and you can’t quite put your finger on it. Either way, your date ends up spending the night and leaving a little after you wake up. 

You yawn as you leave the bedroom, and you see Mark in the kitchen making some coffee.

“So, how was… Derrick.”

He drops his spoon in the mug, making a jarring clang.

“He was, fine? Seems like someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed.”

You stand beside him, reaching into the kitchen cabinet for some cereal.

“No, just asking you a question. That’s all.”

He moves away from you, sipping his coffee. It’s silent after that, the sound of sugary grains hitting your bowl, awaiting a splash of milk. You can’t help but feel a sense of tension, but you can’t figure out why.

“Is everything okay Mark?”

“I don’t know y/n, is it?”

“Okay seriously, what are you on right now? Did you get a bad vibe from him or something? Because if so, you can just say that instead of whatever this is.”

He leans against the counter, staring you down.

“Why do you see all these guys? You never go out with them again, and yet you still bring them all back here?”

You’re taken aback.

“What are you trying to say Mark? Because I would never shame you for your hookup choices.”

He sighs.

“No it’s- that’s not what I meant.”

“Okay, then what do you mean?”

He grips his mug a little harder.

“It just feels like… like you’re trying to rub my nose in it or something.”

“What does that even mean?”

He puts his coffee down, holding his face in his hands for a second.

“You asked me last night if I was jealous. What the fuck y/n?”

You scoff.

“Okay, and I was kidding? What has gotten into you?”

“So you really are oblivious, huh?”

Silence consumes the kitchen as you think to yourself, if he’s implying what you think he is.

“Mark, we’ve been roommates for years, and you never made a move. I did all of this to move on from you.”

“Okay, and it’s only on me to make a move? Those Valentine’s Days that I got you flowers just because ‘you were alone?’ Those nights that we slept over in each other’s rooms when you were having a rough time? Were those not moves to you?”

Your heart sinks.

“Mark, I- I thought you were just being nice. Do you know how stupid I would’ve looked if I just assumed you were flirting with me? And what, you doing nice things is supposed to be you flirting with me? You were just being a good friend, don’t even try that.”

“You didn’t try much harder y/n.”

Why were you even arguing with him? You didn’t have a good enough answer. Maybe you were just upset that, in some ways, he was right. You didn’t try hard enough. You didn’t even give him a chance. How could he have a chance when you were never honest with him? But then again, he wasn’t honest with you either, bottling up all this resentment, and for what?

“You know, maybe you should’ve told me to stop going on all these dates if you hated it so much, because I would’ve stopped. I would’ve stopped for you.”

You look at him a little longer before you turn to the door, making your way out of the apartment.

“Y/n, wait-”

You slam the door.

You spend the next, however long, at a nearby park. When you’re stressed out, and it’s still daylight out, you go feed the ducks. Sometimes a stranger joins, throwing some frozen peas into the water with you, both of you sharing some unknown pain that’s never discussed. It’s never the same person.

Sometimes you take photos of all the ducks that come to visit. In fact, you have an entire album on your phone full of these funny little birds. You go to take another photo for your digital duck scrapbook, but it’s open to you instead of the duck, and you notice someone behind you.

“Hey.”

You turn around, and Mark is standing behind your bench, clearly still feeling defeated from earlier.

“Can I come sit?”

You nod, a piece of not wanting to, but you know it’s probably for the best.

“How’d you know I was here?”

“You always come here when something’s bothering you. Sometimes you come home and say that you were feeding the ducks, and that’s when I know something’s wrong.”

You never told him about the duck pond, so how did he ever figure it out? It doesn’t matter now. He knows, and he’s here. He’s here for you.

“Look, I’m sorry y/n. I didn’t mean to blame you for all of this, and you were right. I should’ve said something.”

He sniffles a little, looking off at the water.

“But I started wondering if someone else could make you happier, and I just didn’t want to take that from you. And then it was obvious that none of these guys meant anything to you and I was just so frustrated because I know I mean something to you, and I just didn’t know if it would ever be in the way I wanted to mean something to you.”

You turn, and he’s fully sobbing at this point. Your hand ends up on his shoulder.

“Hey, please don’t cry. You were right too. I shouldn’t have given up. I should’ve talked about it instead of doing all this stupid shit and making you jealous. I never meant to upset you, I just thought I had to move on. I couldn’t see you every day and think about how you didn’t love me.”

“But I do, y/n. I love you, and I don’t know why I even started that stupid argument. This is all just so… stupid.”

You’re both crying, but you start to laugh a little.

“You’re right. This IS stupid. I love you, and you love me, and we’re sitting in a park crying about it.”

You smile at him.

“Who cares? Who cares if we got into some stupid argument? It’s all out in the open now and I love you and you know it now, so who fucking cares?”

He looks up at you with a slight smirk.

“You know, I guess you’re right.”

You put your head on his shoulder, and you both sit in it for a while, realizing that it doesn’t have to be dramatic and ridiculous anymore.

“Could I get some of the peas?”

You hand the bag over, and he tosses a couple peas into the water. The ducks peck at the surface, content. You both are content too. No more tip-toeing around each other. It’s over, and it's just begun.

#angst #comfort #markiplier x reader #markiplier

[artsyunderstudy]

Six Sentence Sunday

Good morning! That's for the tags @fatalfangirl and @captain-aralias ♡♡♡

Editing for A Mild Case of Madness is still underway. I need to start writing the second chapter, so hopefully I'll start that soon. I say hopefully like I'm not completely in control of this situation. I'm not actually, beholden to both the writing gods and the adhd gods. They seldom have overlapping goals.

Anyway, here's a few more than six sentences. Simon's just concerned about the greater good.

So yeah, my roommate’s a bloodsucking monster and I’m being forced to sleep within spitting distance of him.  Which I might have done (spit on him, I mean) if I weren’t unsure about whether or not the Anathema would consider that an attack.

So, I don’t have a choice, do I?  I’ve got to follow him.

I’ve been trying to catch him in the catacombs for a couple of weeks.  Really, since the start of term, though I wasn’t sure where he was going at first.  I’d just end up circling the White Chapel for an hour before giving up and returning to the room.  It took me a frankly embarrassing amount of time to find the entrance.  Not that it’s done me much good.

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#artsyfic #simon snow #baz pitch #snowbaz #snowbaz fic #six sentence sunday

[fandomzwriterk]

Helloooo! Hope you enjoy some stories for one of the worlds new favorite Slytherin boys!

⭕️Gryffindor!Reader! + Non specified Gender! + mentions of Sebastian not being the smartest with alcohol⭕️

In DATDA...

Y/n pov

"Depulso!" Poppy Sweeting yelled as she fired a blast at Natty's Protego shield

"Accio!" Natty responded back with

Both Natty and Poppy went flying off the table, landing softly as Professor Hecat cushioned their falls with Levioso. The rest of the class was just laughing but a few of us remained silent.

"I'd prefer to not get blasted off into the wall." I thought to myself

"Hey Y/n! Let's go! Me and you!" Sebastian called as he climbed up onto the table

"Yeah get em Y/n! Show him what Gryffindor's can do!" Garreth cheered

I looked at the young Slytherin boy who towered over me as he stood on the table looking down at me with a smile. He was so sure he was going to beat me this time.

"Fine... have it your way." I answered

After a quick minute...

"Bombarda!" Sebastian shouted

"Protego! Stupefy!" I yelled back

"You got this Y/n!" Natty and Poppy both cheered

Sebastian, my best friend and someone who mattered dearly to me, sought to get payback for losing to me the first time we met. This was his tenth attempt. He focused his eyes on the tip of his wand, then focusing my dominant hand that held my wand.

"Diffindo!" He shouted

"Glacious!"

The blade of his Diffindo was frozen in place as Professor Hecat stopped both of us in place.

"Alright you two you can stop now. Take this duel elsewhere before you break something." she said eyeing Sebastian

"Yes Ms. Hecat. It won't ever happen again!"

"Mmhmm that's what you said last time Mr. Sallow."

Sebastian looked down at the ground then looked up at me with a wink.

"Oh look it's about time to finish class! Now if you would please, take notes on the spells we worked on today!" She called as we ran out of the door

Sebastian ran ahead, only stopping once he saw our other friend Ominis down the hall.

"Last one to Hogsmeade owes us all Butterbeer!" He said running ahead

"Well it looks like it'll be me... again." Ominis groaned

"Cheer up Ominis. I'll pay this time."

Just outside of Hogsmeade...

"Come on you lot! You're wasting daylight!" Sebastian called ahead of us as Ominis and I ran at a slower speed

"One of us is blind you jerk!" I yelled

"And one of us is paying for your drink!" Ominis added

As the three of us ran into Hogsmeade, I spotted a Fwooper fly overhead and into the Forbidden Forest.

"Come on! You're walking so slow!"

As soon as Sebastian opened the doors to The Three Broomsticks, I saw Sirona washing up a table in the far back corner.

"Ah yes you three. What can I do for you today?" She asked

"Some butter beer for us please?" I asked

"That I can do."

Some time later...

"And then Y/n comes flying down on a Threstal! How in the world did that happen?" Sebastian asked Ominis as he recounted our last "adventure" into the forest

"I suggest you stop sneaking off at night if that's what you're asking Sebastian."

I stood up and walked over to the counter for our second round of drinks as people walked in and out of the place.

"Wait I've got an idea! What if-"

"Sebastian stop if it had the words 'what if' at the start, don't ask the question." I replied

"Y/n's right you know." Ominis added with a teasing voice

"It was a good idea! I'm serious! What if we settle our duel on the beach of the lake? Then that way, if one of us gets hurt... again, then we can just go straight to Hogwarts."

I looked at Ominis as he grabbed his drink and took a sip.

"Fine. But I'm staying this time in case one of you kills the other this time." Ominis complained

"Hey last time was an accident. How was I supposed to know Y/n would go chasing after the Unicorn?" Sebastian asked both of us

I rolled my eyes as I recounted the event in question.

Flashback...

"Are you sure this is safe?" I asked as Sebastian as he pushed me back with Depulso

"Yes I'm sure! Don't worry about it! At least-"

The rushing behind me made me turn my head to see something gold and shiny run through the bushes.

"Unicorn!" I yelled as I felt another Depulso hit my back

"Shit Y/n!"

Flashback end...

"It was a draw in the end considering a Mongrel pack chased you soon after." I replied slyly

"That's a-"

"No I think Y/n speaks the truth this time."

"Hey now Ominis what do you mean by 'this time'? Surely I always tell you and Sebastian the truth almost always."

All Ominis could do was sigh as Sebastian and I chatted about that day.

Some time later...

"Alright funs over let's settle this."

"Are you-"

"Watch out!"

Without warning, and also because he might be a little "under the weather", Sebastian fired a Bombarda followed by a very loud and quick Incendeo to attack.

"Sebastian hold on you're-"

"Oh god I almost got hit watch out Y/n!" I heard Ominis yell from behind a boulder

"Sorry! Expelliamus!"

Sebastian remained strong, despite what he had been drinking beforehand and continued his assault with Depulso's, Accio's, Bombarda's, and Levioso's.

"Do something or else I will drag both of you back to Hogwarts myself!" Ominis shouted at the top of his lungs

"I'm working on it!"

"How can I- Wait that's it!"

Spying a quick and easy thing to use, I pulled a small branch to me with Accio and sent it flying at Sebastian, knocking him down. All I heard was a groan of pain as he laid there defeated once more on the sand.

"Finally... now I can go back and study." I said picking up Sebastian's arm and flinging it over my shoulder

"Yeaahhh but that was fun... wasn't it?" Sebastian asked half drunk in my ear

All I could do was sigh since I knew he was going to try and do this again another time.

"Yeah... I had fun." I replied

First one done hope you enjoyed! I'll take requests now!

#hogwarts legacy #sebastian sallow #sebastian x reader #incorrect hogwarts quotes #hogwarts legacy sebastian #hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry #sebastian x mc #ominus gaunt

[kill0mtr]

makes your bsd ship into a chatfic

[RE] has begun chatting with [EP]. < 8:37 - 7/04/2017 >

[RE]: hey hey!! nice to finally get a ping from you. you know i dont like waitin... >^<

[EP]: Ah, yes... Very sorry, RE. Just... a busy day, today. I'm getting ready for a duel.

[RE]: a DUEL? thought ya were a writer?? n detective or whatevers

[EP]: A duel of wits, my friend. I am going up against a self-proclaimed "great detective"... Though, I'm positive I will win.

[RE]: great detective?? bah!! i dont think they could even be nearly as great as ME!! im the worlds smartest detective, after all! >~>

[EP]: We've... discussed this, yes. You seem to be quite active in the detective world. Though... I'm a bit confused. Are you a detective, or... do you just like doing it?

[RE]: i am a detective!!

[RE]: the best ever!!

[RE]: have been since i was 14!!!

[EP]: 14?! That's... Hmm. Well, I can't stop something that's already happened.

[EP]: Ah, I must get going...

[RE]: whyyyyyy

[RE]: wait CRAP i gotta go too!! ughhh this case will be SO easy. idk why they even NEED me there. sigh. i guess theyre just too stupid for a simple easy case!!

[EP]: Well, now, RE, that's not very nice. Perhaps, they just need a second opinion.

[RE]: theres gonna be another guy there thats supposedly """better""" at it then them. the audacity of it all... im supposed to solve this case before him, which, SNORE, i could do that in my sleep!! >^>

[EP]: Well, I hope it goes well. We'll talk later. I bid thee adieu.

[RE]: byeeeeeeee ep!!!

[RE] has stopped chatting with [EP]. < 8:56 - 7/04/2017 >

[RE] has begun chatting with [EP]. < 13:45 - 7/05/2017 >

[RE]: eeeeeeeep

[EP]: Yes?

[RE]: you said we would talk later yesterday but then that didnt happen!!!

[EP]: Ah, that... I... do not take loss well.

[RE]: oh. ohhh

[RE]: well, then i have good news!! i won yesterday with the detective case!!!

[EP]: ...Oh?

[RE]: yup!! i mean the guy like, fell to his knees. it was kinda pathetic

[RE]: n cute

[EP]: RE... What did this fellow look like?

[RE]: ep i thought we said we wouldn't spill too much!! but like. his hair kinda covered his face n he had this cute lil ponytail on the side that fell on his shoulder

[RE]: he was much taller than me n like. i could TELL he wasnt japanese, cuz like, the accent, n everythin

[EP]: I need to go.

[RE]: ep??? whats wrong?

[EP] stopped chatting with [RE]. < 14:23 - 7/05/2017 >

[RE]: the hell????

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[RE] has begun chatting with [EP]. < 17:03 - 7/06/2017 >

[RE]: checking in. cuz you just dipped yesterday

[RE]: kinda a dick move but like. i need an explanation ep

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[RE] has begun chatting with [EP]. < 12:29 - 7/09/2017 >

[RE]: helloooo. ep. im not mad i just want an explanation

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[RE] has begun chatting with [EP]. < 3:01 - 10/21/2017 >

[RE]: i gave you some space, okay? and look, its my birthday. please come back

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[RE] has begun chatting with [EP]. < 9:17 - 10/23/2017 >

[RE]: yknow what? im done. this sucks. screw you

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[EP] has begun chatting with [RE]. < 7:06 - 1/04/2018 >

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[EP]: I'm so sorry.

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[EP]: I miss you terribly.

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[EP]: And I hope you can forgive me, friend.

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[RE] has restored their account! < 18:30 - 1/12/2023 >

[RE] has begun chatting with [EP] < 18:34 - 1/12/2023 >

[RE]: HOLY SHIT

[RE]: it works. IT WORKS

[EP]: Of course it still works, Ranpo, it's not that old.

[RE]: reading over our last messages. that was sixish years ago... cant believe we were friends and then poof!! you straight up ghosted me!!

[EP]: Looking back, I wish I never did. I was a coward, dear, and I'm so sorry I almost ruined perfection.

[RE]: perfection?? pfft, dont be like that. im prettyyy sure in our first ever conversation i deduced you werent going anywhere. youre too into me to just disappear, even after a few years

[EP]: ...Into?! I... That's...

[RE]: im not that dumb, ed

[EP]: I... know that. Though, I feel as though we should chat offline, about that. So... that there's no running away.

[RE]: im still salty you just dipped on me. sigh... but im into you too so i cant really be mad

[EP]: Ranpo... Please. Let's talk offline.

[RE]: yeah yeah, im coming over. just know youre getting a bf for an early birthday present and perhaps more than a kiss if thats cool ;D

[EP]: RANPO!

[RE]: hehehehhe >:D

[RE] stopped chatting with [EP]. < 18:52 - 1/12/2023 >

#nothing like a lil ranpoe to rejuvenate my motivation for writing #long post #sorry it got long. that will happen again #thanks for reading. i dont really like this but its kinda just been sitting there so. :P #sorry if its ooc. im tired