#especially since most of the time cross is actually good to dream and all- so he doesn't have a good reason to disrupt his bro's dates

[yuriyuruandyuraart]

Opinions on Dream? :^

SO many feelings about him omgg rant under cut please forgive me

okay so i don't really talk or draw him much cause honestly,,,most of the times i just think he's a bit....boring? or more accurately plain? not in a mean way either but just in a 'fades into the background' type of way like don't get me wrong!! he's a really nice friend to his peers, his feelings about his powers and aura making his relationships harder to navigate and trust along with his whole conflict with nightmare and morality about what's good and bad IS very cool!! and i love it whenever they write him to be complex and not on this black and white mentality or when he's just straight up following along his friends with no free will or with a dubious purpose without ever addressing his issues or feelings! it's just unsatisfying to me :')

or when they're making him the 'naive' and oblivious, (sometimes childish?) character being marked as the obstacle and villain along with the other star sanses from the fic's pov, always talking about doing good things while fighting his brother and not hearing him out about the balance, (and for weak reasons most of the time. like it's been so long and you STILL haven't sat down with him when he's, generally, basically begged you to just have a talk? guys please :'( ) or when they go for the victim sad dream always missing the old nightmare, where corrupted nightmare is the incarnation of evil, with no sympathy or emotion except anger and sadistic glee, killing and hurting everyone and dream's just trying to protect the multiverse and dream's always been in the right. such extremes!!!

LIKE!! i hope i'm not the only one that thinks a 500+ year old should have had enough time to idk. learn things? about people and manipulation and deceit? after knowing what the villagers did to night? about the bad things in the world and how there's a lot of grey areas in life and that he maybe reflected on his past enough to process and ask himself if there should to be a convo to settle his differences with nightmare (and you can make nightmare the stubborn one too! or have them BOTH be petty and imperfect and have some things wrong and some right at the same time like why do i always see the good guy vs bad guy cliché with these two when they're the perfect example of why positivity doesn't have meaning without the negativity!! as long as there's a satisfying evolution or growth that doesn't leave me empty i'm good yknow?)

plus i believe dream really isn't as dumb as people view him. i do get some of you saying he probably can't read or write since that's actually a pretty interesting idea to explore! but in general please let him have emotions other than pure sunshiny happiness or endless sadness like he's gotta have more depth than that! let him make mistakes, have flaws that don't just make him the bad guy that's always in the wrong by default, and be angry or suspicious or jealous or bitter or battling his mental health problems/depression or malicious or smart or witty or mischievous and silly or sarcastic or ANYTHING dude i just want him to be put into different scenarios where he can be serious or lighthearted like it doesn't even have to be long or perfect but make him feel real.

it could definitely be that i don't read or see much art about dream or really look for it hard enough but also i just. i feel bad for even saying this fr and i wanna be honest about why i don't enjoy most stories about him cause he always gets the worst treatment along with ink!!! especially ink omg the poor guy has it the worst i think like wow do they mess him up :'(

always one dimensional in non shippy fics, or too plain or easily replaceable by other, more entertaining people in the significant other's life in most of his ships like man. i have read fics out there that made me genuinely FEEL and root for him and love his character so much it restored all hope for me!!! but i can only name one on top of my head and the others? it's been so long i don't even remember their names i just legit feel terrible cause i love him still and i can't find many headcanons that fit my interpretation of him yknow?

not to say people who write him very happy, mislead or sad are ruining him like that's silly- if i see something i don't like i just. move on bro i wouldn't force people to feel or think the same way i do about him cause anyone can have whatever headcanons they want!!! just talking about what i personally look for in him and why i can't exactly find it since most of the stuff out there just isn't my cup of tea :')

hopefully i didn't set anyone off with this rambling opinionated essay i just pulled hhh xD i know i know he's a popular character and i know a lot of people like dream so *sobs* please please recommend me artists and fics about him that you think is good it's been so looong since i've read or seen anything new that makes me attached to this little guy aughg<33333

#ask #rambling #delete later? #probably xD i just wanna love him SO much but sometimes he's just *sigh*...forgettable #i tried to explain myself but also it's like 4 am and i skimmed through the proofreading so don't take this too seriously HHH #like really even when i do read good fics about him he's not on the forefront of my mind and it's painful to me :'( #i used to see him as my third fav but now? ever since i've read and seen characters who get heavier more in depth plots? #i can't say it with as much confidence :') and dream lovers out there i am not bashing your choice or even your headcanons #to each their own but i really wanna hear someone be passionate about him in my feed or askbox like TELL me about him #i've seen ink rants out there that are FIRE like so true!!! but where's the dream defense team??? #maybe it's just me tho :') btw i still like cream but not the same way as before if i'm being real #it feels the same...all of it and it makes me wanna bite something ARGHGG #i know i know i ship some stuff that's basic too hhh but dream and cross are always written the same and dream is too innocent #and nightmare is too weird in some of these fics like if MY brother ever tried to literally attack my hypothetical partner???? #i wouldn't give him the :'((( sad face and weakly tell him to 'please stop...you're hurting him'' like NO girl they're TWINS #they're the same age i would tell him to BACK off and not insert himself in my love life after years of ignoring and fighting LIKE #especially since most of the time cross is actually good to dream and all- so he doesn't have a good reason to disrupt his bro's dates #UGH i just have so many opinions but basically i would love him a lot lot more than i do now if they also let him be more flexible #and shake things up like with shattered and stuff! gimme alternate versions of him even if it's too ooc like we do for all the other sanses #jaa i am SO sorry you had to read all that dude thank you so much for passing by :'D

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𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬

Toji Fushiguro & Satoru Gojo

[Chapter 1] The Ideal Woman

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Pairing: Toji Fushiguro x f!Reader x Satoru Gojo

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*So excited to share with y'all, very Toji heavy first chapter but remember this is a love triangle

Toji has never been more miserable before. The man should be happy, he should be thrilled for his best friend, but he’s not. He’s never been the biggest fan of engagement parties, but this is just another level of discomfort. Spoiled brat Satoru Gojo always gets what he wants, and what irks Toji the most is that what Satoru gets is never something the average man can come close to achieve. 

Satoru has the perfect job, great looks, charisma, talent, money, and the one that pisses off Toji the most, the perfect woman. Satoru’s girlfriend– Well, now fiancée, is the woman of every man’s dreams. At least the woman of Toji’s dreams. 

Toji has never felt jealousy like this. Toji’s unlucky, he knows so, and he’s felt jealousy hundreds of times before, but never like this. He’s green with envy because he should be the one to hold your hand and parade you around as his fiancée, not Satoru. Satoru already has everything a man wishes for, couldn’t he have left you alone?

Satoru is just too greedy, he has to take everything for himself, and Toji slowly begins to resent him. Toji clenches his jaw, watching a very proud Satoru gloat about you and about the perfect proposal that he made last month. He makes sure to emphasize just how expensive it all was but without actually mentioning any prices.

“Toji.” You call out his name, breaking him from his thread of endless thoughts. He’s startled when he sees you, rightfully so. You sprung on him out of nowhere, not that he minds. You chuckle before asking, “Why are you here all by yourself?”

“Just needed a moment alone.” He answers, and you smile at him. He smiles back at you, trying to mask his unhappiness and frustration. He looks at you over again, looking as beautiful as ever tonight. He swears you can’t get more beautiful, but you prove him wrong each and every time. He’s mad that he can’t tell you that you’re the most beautiful woman that he’s ever seen; a simple ‘you look good’ or ‘that dress looks nice on you’ isn't cutting it, but it’s the most he can say without sounding weird.

“You know, I’m mad at you.” You proceed to tell him with a laugh, and he raises his brows. He knows you can’t be too serious since you’re laughing, so he chuckles as well.

“And why is that? What did I do this time?” He asks, and you hold up your left hand, one that is adorned by a beautiful diamond ring. Toji nearly rolls his eyes, and he knows immediately what you’re about to say. 

“Why didn’t you congratulate me on my engagement?” You both say in unison, however, he puts on a mocking high pitched voice, attempting to mimic you. He’s amused by the frown that comes into your face. You cross your arms, dramatically turning to leave him, but his hand goes to your arm. 

“I thought congratulating Satoru was enough.” He claims, but he knows that isn’t the right response because you roll your eyes. “Oh c’mon–”

“I thought we were friends.” You point out, and Toji chuckles. He hopes that you aren’t all that upset, you should know that he isn’t all that great with congratulating people– Especially about something that he isn’t all that excited about. “I thought of having you as a bridesmaids but it seems you don’t care about me all that much.”

“My bad. Congrats on your engagement.”  He says, and you scoff. Toji can drag this on for the rest of the night so you’ll stay by his side. He sees the eyes that are searching for you, waiting to congratulate you and talk about your future plans. But your back is to them, your attention fully on him.

“Congrats? If you were anyone else I’d say you’re mad about this.” You claim, and Toji nods in response. He’s being serious, he’s never been more serious in his life before but he knows that you won’t take him seriously.

“Totally.” And he sounds sarcastic. There’s no reason for you to doubt him, Satoru and him are like brothers. Granted, Toji is a much older brother. 

The conversation shifts, and you get carried away. You seem to forget it’s your own party, people are looking for you but you’re joking around with Toji, talking about the latest romcom you’ve watched. He’s never laughed so hard before, but he swears you bring something out of him.

“There’s a sequel coming out, we should watch it together.” You suggest, and he nods in response. He would be a fool to pass up on the opportunity to spend time with you. And he won’t lie and say that he hates the movie that you’re talking about, because he also watched it and he found himself entertained.

You’re so engrossed with him that you’re shocked when you feel a pair of arms wrap around your waist. Your hand goes over your heart, your heartbeat going what feels like a thousand miles a minute. You glance back at your fiancé, who has a smirk on his lips. 

“I was looking for you.” Satoru says, and Toji tries not to roll his eyes. He feels as if Satoru does it to show off. The bastard knows just how lucky he is, and Toji hates it.

“Sorry, babe.” You apologize, and Toji wants to chime in and tell you that you don’t have to apologize for that. Why should you? You were just talking to him, no harm in that. “But you were busy too. Too busy showing off, that you forgot about me!”

“I’m sorry, babe.” Satoru kisses your cheek, making Toji’s jaw clench. His chin rests on your shoulder before he finally acknowledges Toji, “How are you doing, man?”

“Bored.” Toji doesn’t really bother thinking of another response. Satoru is taking you away for sure, and Toji has nothing else to do there. “I’m leaving.”

“Aw, no! Stay a little longer.” You protest, and a subtle smile comes onto his lips. It’s nice to know that he’s wanted around by you. It’s tempting to stay a little longer, but he knows he can’t stay by your side. Satoru hums in agreement, of course he does, why wouldn’t he want his best friend around? Toji thinks about it, but you tell him something that makes his decision. “I want to set you up with my friend.”

“I–” Toji is a bit taken back by your words. Right… Why wouldn’t you want to set him up with a friend? He clears his throat before telling you, “I have to pick up Megumi. I’ll see you two soon, congratulations.”

Before you can argue with him more, he brushes past you and makes his way out of the house. You’re left to gather your thoughts before looking back at your fiancé. It’s almost as if he can read your thoughts, and he laughs. “You know he isn’t a big people person.”

“He’s acting weird.” You claim, but you won’t tell him more. You grab his hand, and lead Satoru elsewhere, going to talk to other people that are dying for your attention. After all, you are the ones being celebrated tonight.

“My mom wants to talk to you.” Satoru brings up, and you let out a sigh. You adore the woman, but ever since the topic of marriage came up, she’s been trying to plan her ideal wedding and pushing the ideas on you. Lately that’s all she can talk about, so it’s fair to say you aren’t in a talkative mood. 

“How about…” You begin, and Satoru furrows his brows. It’s clear that you’re avoiding his mother, and he knows why. But how rude would it be to just run away like that? Especially since you’re hosting the engagement party in her home.

“C’mon, we’ll keep it brief.” He takes the lead, dragging you to where he last saw his mother. She isn’t there though, and you take it as your gift from the universe. You’re fighting back a smile as you look at him.

“Where is she?” You ask him, and Satoru briefly searches for his mom, but doesn’t care enough to walk around and ask where she is. He shrugs and a smirk comes to your lips before you bring your lips up to his ear, “Do you want to sneak away?”

“You’ve read my mind.” Satoru doesn’t have another reason to stay, and being around so many people has him overwhelmed. Sneaking away is the best idea that you’ve had so far tonight. You’re giggling like children while you run out of the house and into the empty quiet backyard.

“Why did you invite so many people?” You ask Satoru as you run to the sofa that’s on the patio. You sit down next to each other, although Satoru would argue that you’re almost sitting on him with how close you are– Not that he minds. You’ve done worse.

“What do you mean? They’re all people that you want at the wedding, if anything blame yourself.” He points out, causing you to glare at him. He realizes his mistake, and hopes that a peck on the lips will make you forget. “But you’re right, there’s too many people here.”

You rest your head on his shoulder, your hand going to his chest. Your eyes glimmer as you stare at the diamond that you’ve been dying to get for the past few years. It feels surreal that you’re one step closer to your goal. 

“It fit perfectly.” Satoru comments, grabbing your hand and staring at the ring. He chuckles before confessing, “I was worried it wouldn’t fit.”

“Good thing that you know me better than anyone.” You respond, as Satoru lets go of your hand. Your hand goes back to your side, as his arm wraps around you.

“You know, no matter how much I get to know you, I still feel like I don’t.” He shares, making you perk up your brows. 

“Well, I don’t think there’s anyone here that knows me better.” You answer, and Satoru bites down his lip. He’s not going to argue with you even when he feels otherwise. You’ve spent the past five years with each other, and Satoru’s mind goes blank when he’s asked about your favorite color. 

You look up at him, watching how he stares off into the distance. You kiss him, causing a smile to come to his lips. His lips meet yours again, but instead of pulling away quickly, they remain on yours. He kisses you multiple times, he does it until you put your fingers over his lips to stop him. You know it’s a matter of a couple more kisses before Satoru loses control.

“Do you think they’re looking for us?” You ask him, and he looks back at the house. They most definitely are. But it doesn’t matter. He’s out here with you, and that’s all he wants. 

You’re all he needs.

“We should go back in soon.” Satoru says, and you hum in response. However, you don’t make a single move.

“Give me a minute. I like it better here with you and only you.”

“You’re back!” You exclaim when your eyes land on Toji again. Everyone is leaving, but Toji makes a sudden reappearance back in the party. His eyes light up when he knows that you cheer up as you see him. 

“Your boyfriend called me to come back. It was, and I quote, an emergency.” Toji does air quotes with his fingers as he walks over to you. You tilt your head to the side, curious as to why Satoru called him back here.

Realization sets in, a smile coming to your face, which confuses Toji even more. You grab his hand, leading him to where Satoru is. You correct him on the way there, “Satoru is now my fiancé. Get it right, Toji.”

“My bad.” He can’t help but roll his eyes since you’re not looking at him. Right, your fiancé. That bastard sure is lucky. You can call him out a million times for it, but he’ll still refer to Satoru as your boyfriend. 

“There he is!” Satoru points out, stopping his conversation with one of his friends to redirect his attention to the star of the night. That’s what Toji feels like at least, especially after getting a message just as he was getting home. “Sorry about texting you to come back again, I just had something to ask and it couldn’t be over text.”

“What is it?” Toji sounds irritated, which he is. What’s so important that he had to drop Megumi off with the neighbor? Toji would rather be anywhere but here. He’s never really cared about the fact that you’re together, even when he has clear feelings for you. Toji has always felt that you and him act more like a couple than you and Satoru– but tonight, he’s reminded that you’re not together. 

You’re engaged to Satoru. 

“I had a question for you… And I didn’t want it to be over text.” Satoru says, and Toji cocks his brow. How important can this question really be when Satoru completely forgot to bring it up earlier. Toji doesn’t care to ask what it is, he waits for Satoru to ask the important question. Satoru has a cocky expression on his face, at least that’s how Toji views it. “Aren’t you going to ask?”

“You’re the one that has a question, I’m listening.” Toji barely hides his annoyance, but Satoru thinks it’s because Toji was asked to come back, which is only part of it. Toji crosses his arms, waiting patiently for Satoru to speak.

“I was talking with Suguru back and forth about it. In the end, we both agreed that you were the perfect best man.” Satoru shares, and it takes Toji back. Satoru might be Toji’s best friend, but Suguru is Satoru’s best friend. He imagined he would be asked to be a groomsman, but not the best man. It makes Toji furrow his brows, and ask, 

“The perfect best man? Why?” Which isn’t the answer nor reaction that Satoru was expecting. Satoru doesn’t know what he was expecting, truthfully. Toji is a very emotionless person, he obviously isn’t going to weep in joy at the proposal, but Satoru expects some sort of reaction that is not this.

“Huh?” Satoru can’t help but reply. You watch the interaction, wondering the same thing as Satoru. Satoru’s friend leaves, not wanting to be caught up in the middle of anything. He trusts Satoru won’t do anything rash, but not Toji. No one in the place really trusts Toji for whatever reason.

“You have other options, and I’m not even your closest friend.” Toji answers, and Satoru laughs. Toji isn’t wrong. Satoru just finds it amusing that Toji doesn’t immediately figure out why he’s asking though.

“Don’t you remember, Toji?” You tilt your head to the side as you look at the man… Well, he obviously doesn’t. Toji looks puzzled, should he know? You look at your fiancé and frantically shake your head, doing a cutthroat gesture at him. Satoru has a mischievous smirk on his face, and you watch him lick his lips. He’s going to let it slip.

“Well, the night that we met, you were the one that introduced us because–” Satoru begins, and you feel your face warm up. You can’t let Satoru finish the statement because you swear you’ll die of embarrassment. Toji clearly doesn’t remember, and he doesn’t need a reminder.

“Don’t you dare!” You cut him off, but it’s too late because a lightbulb turns on above Toji’s head and he remembers the details. He bites his tongue, and mentally curses himself out because he completely forgot that– He probably forgot about it because he regrets that decision so much.

“I remember.” Toji ends up saying which makes you want to crawl in a hole and die. Toji sheepishly smiles before saying, “I guess, I have no other option now.”

“You don’t.” Satoru takes it as a joke, at least that’s what it seems when he lets out a laugh. 

“Okay, now hug!” You tell them as if they were dolls, and both men roll their eyes. It’s not the first time you say this, in fact, you tend to do it a lot. But they always listen, and they lean in for an awkward hug.

“I swear she always wants to see us touching.” Satoru murmurs as he pats Toji’s back.

“Just make her happy, man. Prepare for marriage.” Toji responds, patting Satoru’s back as well. They let go and you’re almost jumping in excitement. Toji directs his attention towards you and asks, “Now why are you so happy?”

“I can set you up with the maid of honor! Oh you two would make the perfect couple.” You exclaim, grabbing his hand and dragging him away. It’s what you’ve been doing all night. 

“Oh c’mon, I don’t want to.” He says, but he still moves his feet. “I don’t trust your judgment when it comes to setting me up with someone.”

“I know that you two will get along.” You claim as you lead him to your friend. She must be somewhere, but you can’t spot her. You bicker back and forth as you keep dragging him along. You finally come to a stop after five minutes, your hand still holding on to his wrist. “I guess she left.”

“Good.” Toji answers, getting your gentle hand off his arm. He doesn’t want anyone to get the wrong idea. The place slowly becomes empty, and the few people there are just staring at the two of you. He didn’t care earlier but now it’s easier to spot you. Toji clears his throat, “Go back to Gojo.”

“I’m mad at him.” You respond, and he wonders why you say it. 

“What did he do now?” Toji questions, saying so in a very amusing tone.

“He reminded you how we met, it’s so embarrassing to think about now.” You reply and Toji bites his tongue. You aren’t wrong, he’s thinking of how wrong he was.

“Without me, you wouldn’t have met the love of your life.” He comments, and he can’t believe the words are leaving his lips. He just doesn’t want you to feel self conscious about it. 

“I guess you aren’t wrong.” You say, grabbing his arm again so you can drag him back to Satoru. He’s the one that you can’t find this time around though, and you look everywhere in the house but he isn’t there. You end up in the backyard again, and even though he isn’t there, you stay outside.

“Where the fuck did he go? Did he leave without me?” You ask as you take a seat on the same sofa from earlier. Toji chuckles, walking behind you to take a seat near you.

“He wouldn’t. He’s probably in the bathroom.” Toji replies, before you sit in silence. He’s watching you as you’re looking up at the night sky, and Toji wants to look in the same direction, but he finds you more interesting to look at. Satoru really is so fucking lucky. 

He thinks of what to say. Conversation flowed so easily earlier, but right now his mind is filled with regret. He thinks of what to ask before looking up at the sky as well. It really isn’t all that interesting, he doesn’t know why you keep staring at it.

He points up at a celestial body in the sky, unsure of what it is, “Is that a planet or a star?”

“Um…” You’re looking, trying to see what he points at. You have to scoot closer to get his perspective. Your head is hovering over his shoulder until you finally see what he looks at. “I think a planet, I’m not sure.”

“What’s the difference between them?” Toji asks, and you look up at him. You’re so close, and you don’t seem to notice; anyone that could walk by would get the wrong idea.

“Like… What’s the difference between planets and stars in general? Or from our perspective?” You respond, and he gives you an unamused look.

“Do you think I’m a dumbass?” He can’t help but answer, and you burst into laughter. Your laugh is infectious, making him chuckle as well. A sudden sadness comes over him, realizing that he’ll never get the chance to have you by his side– Not in the way he wants at least. But it’s okay, he’s happy watching you from afar.

“I’m sorry.” You wipe away a tear that escapes your eye. When the laughter subsides, you end up saying, “Actually I don’t know. ‘Toru is the one that likes astronomy.”

“Then why did you look?” He ends up saying, and you shrug.

“Just wanted to see if I could figure it out on my own.” You say. You realize how close you are to him, making you move away. Your face gets warm again as a question pops into your mind. It’s extremely inappropriate to ask, so you won’t let it slip.

You’re zoning out, staring off into the distance, which is easy for Toji to notice since his eyes are on you. He asks, “Is everything okay? You seem thoughtful.”

“If you weren’t married at the time, would you have still rejected me?” The words slip out of your mouth, and they make Toji’s eyes widen. He didn’t expect that question from you. “It’s nothing like that! I’m just curious because I do get kind of awkward when I remember it.”

“I mean, does it matter now?” Is the best answer Toji can come up with because he won’t risk the friendship he has with Satoru by answering truthfully, but he doesn’t want to lie to you either. Toji adjusts his posture before saying, “Think about it this way. If I hadn’t rejected you, you wouldn’t have ended up with Satoru. Instead, we would’ve had a messy affair, our relationship would be a fucking mess, you would’ve been stepmom to a stinky kid, and we probably would be unhappy.”

“You have to stop calling Megumi stinky! He’s so cute.” You’re quick to defend the child, and Toji laughs. “You’re right. Sorry for asking, it just hurts my ego.”

Toji doesn’t want to keep talking about it in case he says something he’ll regret. He waits a moment before mentioning, “We flushed his fish down the toilet yesterday.”

“Oh you’re awful, why are you smiling about it?” You call him out, not wanting to laugh as well. “Isn’t this the second time this happens?”

“My bad, I’ll get better at reading labels and not feeding the fish powder cleaner.” Is his way to apologize, but he shouldn’t say it to you, but instead to Megumi. It’s not like he knows anyway. No harm, no foul.

“Why did you put those two together anyway?” You ask as you stand up, heading back inside. Toji does the same, not wanting to be left alone.

“My place is a mess.” Toji  answers, which isn’t shocking.

“Tell me about it.” You respond, and Toji is about to make a snarky remark back, but you spot Satoru immediately when you’re back inside, and that’s where your direction goes. You yell out his name, and run to him with open arms. 

There’s almost a pout on Toji’s face when you hug and kiss Satoru ever so lovingly. He shouldn’t feel upset, so he tries not to. He looks away, reminding himself that you’re engaged to his very own best friend.

In the end, he’s wishing the best for the two of you, hoping that nothing bad happens during your engagement. He wouldn’t want you two to split, as selfish as he is.

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[sturniozo]

Savage Love

Matt Sturniolo x reader Mafia AU

Summary: After a night out with her friends, Y/n wakes up in a hotel bed with a handsome stranger with no memory of the night before. Pieceing together what she can, she finds the man she woke up with wasn’t just some stranger, but the most powerful man in New York.

A/N: I’m basing all of my mafia knowledge on watching the god father when I was six and that one episode of community with the chicken fingers. Other than that I have no clue how mafia works so this might not be as good as you hope but hey I tried. Tell me if you want me to continue this though! I had fun writing it!

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I never go out with my friends and I felt bad about it for a long time. But today, Emma convinced me to go dancing with her at a club in New York. I’ve been in the city many times, as I live just outside of it, in a small apartment above a bookshop. But the city of New York still terrifies me, especially at night. There’s a rumor of a secret organization that controls just about everything in the city, and if you cross the man at the top then you’re done for.

Of course, these are just rumors and haven’t actually been proven. I have nothing to fear, right?

Now I’m sitting in front of Emma’s vanity mirror getting ready as she does my hair.

“Oh you should totally wear it down! Curl it a bit, let it hang over your shoulders. You might hook up tonight, you never know.” Emma teases as she messes with my hair. I finish curling my lashes and then turn to her.

“I don’t think I’ll hook up at all. I’m just not the type.” I shrug and stand up, switching places with Emma as she sits in front of her vanity mirror to do her own makeup.

“Well, I am the type.” She says as she starts with contour. I walk into the bathroom and plug in the curling iron to heat it up.

“You can hook up with any guy you want.” I say to Emma. “Just make sure he wraps it. I don’t want to be an aunt so soon.” I laugh.

Emma and I have been best friends since fourth grade. She’s my polar opposite, although we have the same dreams. We’re both journalists writing for a small newspaper outlet right outside of New York.

Emma’s the type to do things we’re doing now almost every day. She always tells me about all the big parties and exclusive events and venues she’s attended. She’s talk to, and slept with, many of the biggest people in multiple industries to get information for her articles.

I take a different approach. My stories come from the smaller people. The homeless and the struggling. I try to bring attention to the lower class of America.

I bet you can guess whose stories get published. Hence why I live in a small apartment above a bookshop, and Emma has a penthouse.

“God, I know. I can’t handle having a baby now. I’m only 20 for Pete’s sake!” Emma laughs and sets down her makeup brush. She turns to me and says “But I need to sleep with someone big and important tonight. I’m dying here, I haven had a story published in almost two weeks!”

I sigh. Two weeks is nothing. Try five months. I’m basically just a consultant at this point.

Emma turns back to the mirror to finish her makeup. I check the curling iron and it’s nice and hot, so I begin to curl the ends of my hair. Just a little curly at the edge.

Emma gets up from the mirror and starts shutting off lights and electronics around her penthouse. I unplug the curling iron and walk into the front room to put on my shoes and grab my purse. Emma shut off the last light and we walk out of the penthouse. She locks the door and we get into the elevator, going down to the front desk.

Emma has an Uber waiting for us. The great thing about Emma is, no matter how much more she has than me, she always gives and never asks for any in return. It’s always been this way. She’s the sweetest friend I’ve ever had. She’s also the most ruthless journalist I’ve ever met.

We get into the Uber and the driver starts for the city. It’s a long drive, one that me and Emma use to our advantage and try to find out who’s the most important person attending the party.

“Oh my god!” Emma says after a long silence of us just looking at our phones.

“What is it, who will be there?” I ask frantically.

“Matt Sturniolo!”

I look at her, confused. “Who’s that?”

“Who’s that? WHO’S THAT? Matt Sturniolo is only the most powerful guy in New York!”

“That can’t be true, how come I’ve never heard of him?”

“Because you focus on who can help the lower class. He can’t help them, it’s not in his power.”

“Then he doesn’t have much power.”

“Oh, he has power. He has all the power. It’s his rumor that he’s the one who controls all the important somebody’s in New York. I gotta make it my mission to sleep with him. God, I bet he’s good in bed.” She says to herself.

I let out a laugh. “What story do you plan together by sleeping with him?”

“I want to know if the rumor is true, duh!” She laughs and lightly hits my shoulder.

We arrive at the venue. It’s large and the music is blaring. We step out of the car and I lean to Emma and say loudly so she can hear me over the music “The most powerful man in New York is gonna be here?” I laugh. “This doesn’t look like a scene you’d catch someone so important in.”

“Trust me, he’ll be here. Steph said so, and she’s always right!” Emma says back. She takes my hand and drags me through the line, showing the bouncer a VIP pass for both her and I. They let us in and Emma immediately drags me to the bar.

“Two vodka martinis!” She says to the bartender. The bartender nods and begins our drinks. I turn around to look at all the people dancing. Men in half dressed suits grinding on women in the shortest dresses. This is what Emma does every day? I understand the appeal, but the loud music and the flashing lights just aren’t for me.

We get our drinks and Emma takes me to a table to sit down at. “So what do we do now?” I ask.

“We mingle!” She shouts and raises her hands in the air.

The rest of the night that I can still remember was filled with drinking and Emma talking to numerous people, always asking about the guy who’s name I can no longer remember due to my copious consumption of alcohol. The last thing I remember was talking to a tall, handsome, dark haired man with beautiful light blue eyes.

~

I awake with a pounding headache. I raise my head from my pillow and slowly open my eyes, groaning from the pain. I look around and realize, this is not my bedroom. This is not Emma’s bedroom. I have no clue where I am. I scan the room and my eyes fall on a strange man sitting on the couch. I gasp and he looks up at me.

“Good, you’re awake. I was wondering if I’d have to drop you at the emergency room.” He laughs to himself.

I sit up fully in the bed. “Who are you? Where am I?” I ask frantically.

“My names Matt, and-“ I stop him

“Oh my god.”

“It’s fine just-“

“Oh god what happened?”

“Nothing, I-“

“I was drunk!”

“I know, that’s why I-“

“Tell me I didn’t. We didn’t.”

“Would you let me fucking speak?” He yells. “I didn’t fucking touch you, okay? You were dancing on a table and your friend had gone home with some guy so I got you a hotel room. You could barely stand and you just passed out on the bed.” He finishes with a huff.

I stare up at him in shock. “So we didn’t”

“No. We didn’t.” He pauses. “But we could.” He says with a smirk.

A blush appears on my cheeks and my breath shakes “What?” I ask

“Well you’re an attractive girl, I wouldn’t mind it.” He laughs. “But I have a meeting in an hour, so it’ll have to be another time. Want my number while you think about it?” He asks and before I can answer he hands me a card. “I got an Uber waiting for you whenever you’re ready to go home, it’s already paid for. Just do whatever you need to before you leave.” He says, clearly insisting I shower and eat. “And tell the driver where you need to go. Don’t forget to call, doll face.” He says before leaving and closing the door behind him.

I look down at the card he had handed me.

‘Matt Sturniolo.’ With an address and phone number.

Tags: @stargirlsturniololover (the one who came up with the idea for Mafia!Matt) @sturniolobessed

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[urmichiee]

Timeless

:: How they confess to you! (spoiler, you like them back)

With: Suna Rintarō and Kageyama Tobio x gn!reader (separately)

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➵ Suna Rintarō

While you’re just hanging out, he would randomly say it

It wouldn’t be related to what you were saying

Is straight to the point

It comes out of nowhere, and you’d just be left there, shocked

You have to process what he just said

It never did cross your mind that you would be friends with a popular volleyball player. Nor did it cross your mind that you would have feelings for said volleyball player.

Suna is a good-looking person, if that wasn’t obvious. He has a few fan girls, always present in his matches, may it be in Tokyo or Hyōgo. He is what you could say nonchalant, not showing much emotion most of the time. He provided short answers and quick observations when needed. But, he was most talkative when he was with you.

Atsumu can say that he has never seen Suna talk more to anyone than he did you.  

Suna met you in his first year in Inarizaki, while buying ice cream at some shop. It turns out, you’re in the same school and year as him. It was like you were meant to meet. You two became closer, meeting each other in between periods and after classes, sometimes accompanying him while he practiced.

Suna asked you if you wanted to go with him for ice cream after classes end, as he had no practice and you didn’t have any club meetings. So, you said yes. It would have been rude to say no, especially if it was your crush asking, no?

You had gotten the cookies and cream ice cream while Suna got chocolate ice cream. You thought it was weird, especially since he usually orders the same as you. It turns out he doesn’t like cookies and cream that much… Then says he has never tried it before?

“You know, cookies and cream is actually really good. I like it-”

“Yeah? And I like you,” what? 

“Huh?” To say that he didn’t mean to confess to you right there wasn’t entirely false. It was Suna, after all. He does unexpected things that he’s been meaning to do for a while.

“Nothing. Come on, let’s go,” he says, slightly embarrassed, and walks even faster, making you just stand there and process what he just said.

“Hey! Wait! The hell did you just say?” You run up to him as he was already further along.

“I said it was nothing.”

“Before that, dumbass!”

“I don’t know what you mean,” he wasn’t giving you a break, huh? It was an amusing sight, really. A person trying to stop a boy, giving their all trying to stop him. 

“You know exactly what I mean… Stop walking so damn fast!” 

“Forget what I said. I said nothing,” contrary to what others may think, he didn’t care about if you liked him back, he just knows that somehow, it will spread everywhere in a matter of seconds. How THE Suna Rintarō confessed. How THE Suna Rintarō actually likes someone. How Suna Rintarō-

“And if I said I liked you too?” you cut his thoughts off with eight words, and he didn’t think he would be more relieved to hear them. 

“Eh? Really?” Frankly, he could barely believe it. Someone like you likes him? He must be in a dream, he must be.

“Yeah! For a while now. I thought I would have to tell you, but you beat me to it,” he had finally halted in his tracks, not believing one bit that his crush likes him too. And for a while? How come he didn’t notice?

“Oh. Then, can I be your boyfriend?” Straightforward, as per usual. It didn’t seem weird for Suna to be so forward. 

“Sure, Suna."

“Rintarō,” he corrects you.

“Alright, then… Rintarō,” you cast a small smile on his face. It just seems so natural to you. So casual, even if this is a big change for both you and him.

The rest of the way towards your next destination, he had your fingers intertwined with his, swaying it ever so slightly. Yeah, ice cream has never tasted better.

➵ Kageyama Tobio

None of it was meant to happen

A certain team mate of his was just being a little too loud for his liking, resulting in whatever situation you were in now

To other people, you and Kageyama were polar opposites. You were sweet, nice, there to give a hand to people who need it, loving. He, on the other hand, was feared. Whether it was his aura or appearance that scares people, he was still feared. It didn’t sit right with people how you two were so close, never mind being friends. People would have thought you would be better friends with Hinata, if they had to pick.

Due to your welcoming personality, people are bound to like you. Letters and gifts stack your desk every day, Valentine’s Day being a day when you're bombarded with confessions and flowers galore. It was why Kageyama had never admitted his little liking towards you.

It didn’t take long for his teammates to figure out why he acted so differently around you. The way his eyes would glisten at the sight of you. How he stutters more in your presence. How he seemed to work harder at practice when you were watching. How his sets get more accurate, if that was even possible, if you were watching the match.

It also didn’t take long for his teammates to tease him about it, sometimes even his coach.

“Oh, ho! Looks like loverboy’s back from hanging out with the love of his life!” “Kageyama, you act sweeter around [Name]. How ‘bout you act like that around me!?” “Look at the king! Stuttering around poor little [Name]!”

The comments did faze him, but he looks at you once and he somehow calms down. The team begs you to watch their practice when you can, they didn’t want their setter to be such a hassle.

It was already late in the afternoon, around when his practice was supposed to end. You offered to wait for him as you also had a club meeting to attend, not wanting to walk alone.

Opening the gym door, they were doing a practice match, three versus three. So, they were focused on the game and didn’t look at who entered and who exit. The first to notice you was Nishinoya.

“Oh, guys, look! It’s Kageyama’s crush!” He shouts to the team. Now, all eyes were on you. Wait, what did he say? 

“Huh!? Excuse me?” You blurt out. It didn’t take a genius to know that you had no idea about his feelings towards you, even if he was completely obvious that it was embarrassing. The ball drops beside Kageyama, who was supposed to set it to Hinata before… this.

“Noya, bro, run!” Tanaka shouts to him before Kageyama could pounce on the 5’3 libero. 

“Oh, shit,” Nishinoya realizes what he did and bolted out of the gym, leaving everyone stunned. If you didn’t know better, he would have thought Kageyama was frozen dead as his arms dropped beside him, his mouth agape.

No one dared utter anything. It was just complete silence. The coach, who was also just as surprised at Nishinoya’s actions, decided to dismiss the team. Kageyama was the first one out of the gym and into the club room, wanting the ground to swallow him whole. He swore he was going to kill Nishinoya, even if he was his upperclassman. 

Twenty minutes later, after the whole team comforts him, saying it would be alright, he decided to be brave and walk home. Maybe you went home already?

Nope. It turns out, you sat on the stairs waiting for him. God, damn it. 

You stand at the sight of your friend. You two just stare each other down, neither one wanting to move from their position. You decide to motion him to follow you. He merely follows what you tell him, trailing behind you as you walk together.

It stays an awkward silence for a few minutes, stopping at a green light, waiting for it to turn red.

“...So. Uhm, do you want to tell me what happened there…?” You ask him. 

“Uh…” It was clear as day that he was, most definitely, scared. And you didn’t think you would see Kageyama Tobio scared.

“You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to, that’s fine,” you said. Although you really really wanted to know what he had to say, you didn’t want to force him.

“No, it’s fine… Okay, you have to listen to what I’m about to say, alright?” You nod your head at his words, was he dying?

“I really really really like you. For a few months now and I was scared you didn’t so I didn’t tell you, but Noya didn’t seem to get the message and accidentally screamed you were my crush. It’s alright if you don’t like me back, can we stay friends?-”

“Tobio, calm down,” he stopped talking at the sound of your voice. Hm, you still had the same effect on him, even when he was confessing. Wait, Tobio? That was the first time you called him that.

“Let me speak. Do you know why I reject every single confession I get?” You ask him. He shakes his head from side to side, visibly confused at the sudden question.

“Heh, even with the number of confessions I get, you would think I accept at least one, right? That’s what people think. There is one person I would say yes to if they ever did confess to me,” his heart shatters. You had your eyes on someone already? Damn it.

To say he wanted to disappear right there would be an understatement. He’s frozen in place, he can’t be bothered to move.

“Listen to me, Tobio. That person is you, alright?” Wait. Pause. Stop the time and rewind. You liked him back?

“For how long you’ve liked me, I’m sure I’ve liked you for longer,” you sigh as you confess your feelings to him. His eyes widen at your words.

“Wait, you like me back?” He asks you.

“Yes, keep up!.... So, what are we now?”

“...Dating? Only if you want to, though,” that last part was added as a measure. 

“Well then, Tobio. Would you-”

“[Name], would you want me… to be your boyfriend?” He cuts you off, asking the question you’ve been wanting to hear from his mouth. You smile, a faint blush creeping up your face.

“Yes.”

Bonus! 

The next day  

“Huh!? You’re dating?” Sugawara says in surprise as they kept pestering him about what happened yesterday.

“Yeah. They said they also like me, so we’re dating,” he hung his head low, not wanting his teammates to see the red from his cheeks as he remembers the memory.

“Damn it, I wanted to confess to them…” Hinata mutters under his breath, but much to his dismay, Kageyama hears.

“Hahhh!?”

A/n: Happy speak now tv release day! :D

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[bomber-grl]

Leo Valdez x Child of Hypnos ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

Pairing(s): Leo Valdez x Gn!Reader

First of all, I’m surprised your paths even crossed 😭

I mean you’re quite literally the opposite of each other but I mean “opposites attract”

You two most likely met when annabeth would go to your cabin to get something from your sibling the head counselor

The two of you started getting to know each other mainly because of how, again, Leo’s type is someone out of his league

Ngl he didn’t really think of you much but in the rare occasion you’d be at the bonfire he tries to get close and even forces someone like annabeth or Percy to introduce him to you

One notable thing about you to him was the fact you were more awake than your siblings

You’d be found wondering around camp, the few times he saw you walking was when you got a snack then fell asleep on a bench

Most people just passed you like it was no big deal but he decided to get a water bottle and sit next to you

He heard you mumbling a bit about something and then he heard his name

He heard his name!!!

Well you began stirring under his gaze and got up while rubbing your eye

You didn’t even take note of him and layed back down on his lap

…. Aaaand that’s how it stayed for a few hours, he was even teased by passerby’s

We all know damn well it was the stoll siblings

Anyway eventually it got late so he carried you back to your cabin and left

Once he got back into his bed he couldn’t sleep whatsoever, still thinking of why you said his name

He sorta forgot about the whole ordeal until you came to his cabin and was made aware by his sibling

He went to the door and there you were… with baked good…?

You were barely conscious but admitted to having baked them with the help of Will (who gladly agreed)

You gave them to him for getting you back to your cabin safely and told him you’d be up for hanging out, but not too often, and preferably not during the day

Then you skidaddled

He kept thinking of it and he was so touched that he didn’t let anyone eat any of the goods😭

Anyway, your siblings were all out of camp one time (what a coincidence) so you decided to invite him over

The two of you ended up really talking while on your bed and you ended up telling him about you

He was surprised by your hobbies, art, reading and not so surprised by the fact you were introverted

He eventually asked how u were more coherent than any of your other siblings

-and you answered honestly

You really didn’t know, but even if you were seen as sleepy still, you really weren’t as much at least

It was just that you were really imaginative and would daydream more often than not

He was honestly surprised to actually have a real convo with you but he eventually began talking about himself too

The two of you spoke for a much longer time than originally intended and that turned into a sleepover

He really didn’t wanna end your convo but it was hard to deny the fact his lids were getting heavy

You reassured him to just sleep and eventually the two of you did just that

And what really surprised him? Was seeing you in his dreams

He was so shocked it was honestly funny 💀😭

He was weirded out too but he decided to go along with it

Honestly was kinda cool since you were able to talk while sleeping and still be well rested so

A win is a win

It was honestly surprising he didn’t immediately fall asleep when he entered your cabin but yknow

The two of you are closer than you could ever imagine, even if your most intimate (not in a 18+ way) was while the two of you were laying in bed

A lot of people were weirded out, especially since you were seen more around camp during the daytime and at bonfires due to Leo

But it was a good change

In times of when people are fighting or whatnot whether it’s in battle or capture the flag he love being on your side

Especially since you can literally make anyone instantly fall asleep without putting in the effort

Honestly really cool especially since he won’t have to retort to violence

Either way he really loves you especially when he’s not able to fall asleep, he can just fall asleep in your arms and go to sleep

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[mybutcheredtongue]

I'll Love You 'til the Grass Around My Gravestone is Deceased

harry potter timeline sirius black x fem!reader

CHAPTER FOUR (see full series list here)

1992

You awake on a regular Wednesday morning a few days before the return to school, groaning and stretching as you sit up in your queen-sized bed. The sun is streaming in through your windows, and you can hear birds singing their first few melodies of the morning.

You hear a very croaky meow from beside you and you look over to spot Dubh awakening from her slumber, seeming very angry about it being awoken. Dubh's actual bed is resting in the corner of the room, but it has long since been forgotten and she much prefers to sneak up onto your bed covers during the night. This little habit of hers means you've had to deliver a quick cleaning spell to her every night before bed, but you enjoy her company anyways. You reach out and pet her lovingly, scratching under her fluffy chin.

"Yes, yes, good morning, Dubh," you say. You yawn, trying to muster up the will to properly get out of bed, before eventually you manage to swing your legs over the edge of your bed and step onto the soft rug beneath you.

You throw on your favourite pair of jeans and a sweater to accompany it, taking a quick minute to wash your face before heading downstairs and into the kitchen. Dubh follows you the whole time, complaining as she waits for you to get her breakfast.

This is the home you've lived in for the past 13 years. The home yourself and Sirius had bought after you got married. It's small and cosy: exactly how you had wanted. The walls are covered with photo frames and beautiful oil paintings that look straight out of a dream.

The kitchen is charming, especially as it's lit up by the August sun. You push open a window to let some air in, waving your wand to pour out some cat food for Dubh. You click the kettle on and drum your fingers on the countertop as you wait.

At that moment you hear a small hoot and a light thud outside your back door. You leave the kitchen, unlocking the door to open it and spot a small folded package on the front step. It's the newspaper, the Daily Prophet.

You toss the paper on the kitchen table, humming as you prepare breakfast for yourself. Finally, when you've finished, you take your plate in one hand and your ready cup of tea in the other, sitting down at the kitchen table. You pull open the twine wrapped around the paper, unfolding it out.

You nearly spit out your tea when you read the headline of the front page and spot a familiar face.

Sirius.

Sirius Black.

Sirius Black has escaped.

Sirius Black has escaped from Azkaban.

What the fuck.

What the actual fuck.

What the fuck?

You swallow hard, looking at the article again. Your heart is thumping. Your hands are trembling. You feel like you're about to be sick.

BLACK STILL AT LARGE

Sirius Black, possibly the most infamous prisoner ever to be held in Azkaban fortress, is still eluding capture, the Ministry of Magic confirmed today.

'We are doing all we can to recapture Black,' said the Minister for Magic, Cornelius Fudge, this morning, 'and we beg the magical community to remain calm.'

You scoff. Fat fucking chance!

Fudge has been criticised by some members of the International Federation of Warlocks for informing the Muggle Prime Minister of the crisis.

'Well, really, I had to, don't you know,' said an irritable Fudge. 'Black is mad. He's a danger to anyone who crosses him, magic or Muggle. I have the Prime Minister's assurance that he will not breathe a word of Black's true identity to anyone. And let's face it — who'd believe him if he did?'

While Muggles have been told that Black is carrying a gun (a kind of metal wand which Muggles use to kill each other), the magical community lives in fear of a massacre like that of twelve years ago, when Black murdered thirteen people with a single curse.

You feel like you're dreaming. How the hell did he break out?

This article makes you feel so sick. The things they're saying — the things they've always said about him — they're not true. They can't possibly be true.

Sirius would never do that.

Your Sirius would never do that.

Your Sirius who kissed you on the Astronomy Tower.

Your Sirius who proposed to you in your first tiny London flat, lit only by candlelight.

Your Sirius who waited patiently for you at the altar.

Your Sirius who spoke in detail of his undying love for you during his vows.

Your Sirius who gave you the most perfect first dance you could ever ask for.

Your Sirius who spent your wedding night reminding you how much he loved you, gazing at you like you were the most beautiful woman he's ever seen, making sure there wasn't a single patch of skin on your body that went unkissed.

Your Sirius who bought you flowers every week, so the ones on your dining table were always fresh.

Your Sirius.

For twelve years you've maintained the belief that Sirius is innocent. There has got to be another explanation because the Sirius you know would never sell out his friends like that. He would never support Voldemort like that. He would never murder thirteen people like that! It's bullshit.

The Sirius you know would sooner die than rat James and Lily out like that.

Sirius isn't mad, like the way they say in that article.

Or maybe he is.

You wouldn't be surprised if 12 whole years in fucking Azkaban turned him loony.

Suddenly, there's a loud knock at your front door and you startle, dropping the paper.

What if that's him?

You slowly, apprehensively get up out of your chair, carefully walking to the door. You take a deep breath, and place your hand on the handle.

You turn it agonisingly slow and open the door a crack, peering out.

It's not him.

You don't know whether to be relieved or disappointed.

Well, you're definitely not happy anyway, as you're met with Cornelius Fudge and three other Ministry officials.

You gulp.

"Good morning, ma'am," Fudge says. "Can we come in?"

You sigh, nodding. "Yeah, yeah. Of course."

You open the door wide to let them in, wrapping your arms around your torso nervously. They walk into your kitchen, looking around and you gesture to the kitchen table with a nervous smile. "You can sit down there..."

The four of them sit. You notice how Fudge's eyes immediately land on the paper, and he looks quickly back up at you as you lean against the counter, anxiously fiddling with your fingers. Dubh's head lifts from her food bowl, eyeing the newcomers suspiciously.

"Tea, coffee?" You ask, forcing a smile.

The officials glance at each other, as if deciding whether or not it's safe to accept a drink from you.

"Um...no thanks," one squeaks, looking up at you fearfully.

You sigh.

"Ah, so you've evidently heard the news..." Fudge starts, tapping the paper with one of his large, pudgy fingers.

You nod wordlessly.

"Is it a...surprise?" he asks.

You blink at him. "Yes, Minister, of course it's a surprise. I hardly expected him to break out of bloody Azkaban."

"Yes, yes, it is a shock to all of us," Fudge replies, eyes glancing over at the wedding photo on your countertop. "Have you...heard from him? At all?"

"No."

"It's just that you are his wife, you would be the first person he'd run to."

You raise your eyebrows, folding your arms. "Oh? I would've thought you'd expect him to run to Voldemort?"

They all wince at the name.

Fudge sighs, trying to keep his composure. "Look, regardless of your personal feelings on the matter, Black is a criminal and — "

"You have no proof — "

"He is a convict!" Fudge snaps. "Regardless of whether you believe it to be wrongful or not, he is a convict! If you see him, you must contact the Ministry. The magical community is in shambles with him on the loose. People are afraid."

You scoff. "The magical community has been in shambles for centuries."

Fudge ignores your statement, standing up from his chair unsteadily. "We will have to monitor your home, in case he decides to...visit."

"Shocker."

"We — uh, we'll be going now," Fudge says semi-certainly, motioning for the others to follow. They all stand, narrowly avoiding you as they exit the kitchen. You see one woman flinch when you move. You feel a hand on your shoulder, looking up to see Fudge's red, fudgy face looking at you pitifully. "I am truly sorry, dear. Remember what I said."

You watch as the party leaves and you shut the door behind them. You groan, running your hand through your hair as you slide down the door and sink to the ground.

Dubh appears around the corner, plodding over to you. You smile weakly at her, petting her softly. You feel your eyes starting to water and you sniffle, lip trembling.

You shake your head in disbelief.

"What am I gonna do?"

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You wave your wand, levitating your heavy trunk up onto the overhead carriage of your train compartment. Most teachers don't take the Hogwarts Express — they just apparate to Hogsmeade instead — but you find that apparition tends to distress Dubh immensely and don't do it. You don't mind it really, the train ride gives you that little bit of extra time to look over lesson material.

Lucky for you, you have the compartment to yourself and freely let Dubh out of her carrier. She stretches with a long meowl, moving to settle on your lap, and you spend the ride reading a book and looking over lesson material, though your mind keeps drifting from what you're doing, choosing instead to fixate on Sirius.

You have a sickening seed of guilt and worry circling your gut ever since you heard of his escape, an overwhelming sense of dread looming over everything you do.

Heavy rain pelts the window harshly, wind battering the sides of the train, rattling it loudly.

You glance out the window pensively, wondering what he must be doing right now. Maybe he's been recaptured and you just haven't found out yet. You hope he's not out in this weather.

If sixteen-year-old Sirius had been caught out in torrential rain, he'd be busy complaining to you about how it completely ruined his hair and you'd just have to listen on and on because truthfully, you liked his hair after the rain.

The train starts to slow and you sigh, starting to pack up your things. Then, your eye catches the window and you squint out into the dark surroundings. You're not in Hogsmeade — you're not even close to it. You've been on this train enough times to know that you have a solid 20 minutes or so left in the journey.

Maybe there's something blocking the track and you'll all just have to continue on foot?

Hardly.

You stand up, gently plucking Dubh from your lap and placing her onto the seat beside you. You slide open the compartment door and stick your head out, looking up and down the hallway. You know well that Professor Flitwick is inside along with some of the Prefects so you step out, closing the door behind you and moving to their compartment.

You open the door and look in at Flitwick and three students, shiny silver badges on their chests. "Hey, Filius. What's going on?"

Flitwick shrugs, straining his neck to see up out the window. "I don't know."

You bite your lip, turning around uncertainly. "I'll ask the driver."

Suddenly, the train stops with a jolt and you stumble into the wall beside you, knocking your head against one of the flickering lanterns. You groan, bringing a hand to rub at the sharp stinging in your temple.

You try to make your way up the carriage but before you can the lights extinguish with a small puff and you're plunged into darkness. Rooting around in your pocket, you fish out your wand and mutter, "Lumos." A small bead of white light appears at the tip, illuminating a short distance in front of you.

To your horror, you look up and are met with a dark cloaked figure that towers to the ceiling. Its face is completely hidden beneath its hood. You feel your breath hitch in your throat as the room grows cold, freezing cold, making the hairs on your arms stand up.

A Dementor.

"He's not here," you choke, but it doesn't seem to matter as the dementor draws a long, slow, rattling breath. "He — he's not — "

You feel an immediate sadness overwhelm you. You feel every stitch of joy being sucked from you, your body desperately trying to cling on to whatever it can. You hear Sirius' voice, screaming raw and pleading, and it feels like the pain in your head is magnified a billion times.

Before your last stretch of consciousness can escape from you, you grip your wand tighter and, summoning all your will and happiest memories, you yell, "EXPECTO PATRONUM!"

A bright, blue light bursts forth from your wand, taking on the form of large, scruffy dog and chasing the Dementor as it glides away from you. You stumble back, chest heaving, placing a hand on the wall for support, before remembering about the rest of the students and you turn, sprinting back down the corridor to the other carriages.

You throw open the door, moving quickly as you throw glances in each compartment window, checking that everyone was alright. Was there only one?

As you continue down the corridor, you look in one compartment and see the back of a tall figure blocking your view. You breathe a sigh of relief when you see it's not a Dementor, and slowly slide open the door to poke your head in, trying to carefully look past the figure in front of you.

"Hey guys, everyone okay? I think — Remus?" You stare in shock at the tired face of Remus Lupin, currently holding a gigantic slab of chocolate in his hands, loudly snapping it into pieces. "What are you doing here?"

Beside him is Harry, Ron, and Hermione, looking between the two of you in surprise. Harry is as pale as a ghost, his hair messy and untidy.

"Guess I took your advice," Remus shrugs, handing everyone pieces of chocolate. He hands one to you and you accept it gratefully, biting off a piece with a loud crack. "Taking up the Defense Against the Dark Arts position."

You grin. "Remus, that's brilliant!" You throw your arms around him and he chuckles, tapping your back softly.

You pull back, noticing Harry's shell-shocked face and turn to him in concern. "Harry, are you alright? You don't look too good."

"Dementor," Remus explains and you nod in understanding.

"There was one in my carriage too!" You say. "Bastards."

"Language."

"What? It's true!" You say in defense, looking back at Remus' unapproving face. You glance at the three thirteen-year-olds also present in the compartment with you. "Er — sorry, guys."

"I'm going to go talk to the driver," Remus announces, tossing a small bite of chocolate into his mouth.

You nod. "Alright, I'll go check on everyone else." Remus moves past you, but before he can go in the opposite direction to you up the train, you grab onto his arm. "Next time, tell me if you're coming. Could've saved me a very boring train ride."

Remus chuckles. "I was asleep the whole time, not sure if I'd be great company."

You just give him a knowing smile, heading down to the carriage to check on the other students.

→ all kinds of interaction appreciated ♡

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->-> read chapter five here!

p.s. it's easy to miss grammar/spelling mistakes when im editing it myself, so if you find any please let me know!! 💌

#sirius black x reader #sirius black x you #sirius black #harry potter #harry potter fanfiction #hp fanfic #the marauders #marauders #angst #angst with a happy ending

[whatthebodygraspsnot]

totally random and don't know if you've been asked this before, i've read your fics and drabbles, i absolutely love your voice in them, considering how you write Ian and Mickey so well, i'd give a penny for your thoughts about Mickey's lil bridezilla notebook. do you think it's full of collage pages? mostly text? magazine scraps? does he color code shit? ugh i love him sm 😩

oh my god i forgot the most important thing!!!!!!! did he ever let Ian have a complete sneak peek through it? cause i think he probably skimmed through it with Ian while the planning was on board, but Mickey probably stored it somewhere safe as a keepsake after the wedding....what if one day Ian just happens to find it and looks through it fondly and Mickey catches him on the act, oops, they have a talk about it, idk, Mickey having a lil notebook just does something to my fragile heart 🤧🤧

hello 😌 thank you for asking - i do actually have some thoughts on this, in the way that i think mickey's wedding notebook goes through several stages.

i think at its creation, it's more of a dump-book. mickey's at his stream-of-consciousness, hunting-and-gathering phase. there's no organization - no rhyme or reason - mickey is stressed and overwhelmed and he's just gluing shit right into that motherfucker, filling the pages as quickly as he can turn them. he doesn't really have a Vision yet - he just knows he's gotta prepare for it, especially since ian doesn't seem too interested in making decisions.

come to jesus moment. mickey slaps down a stack of pictures he's cut out and goes to start adding them, only to realize he has no blank pages left. he's filled the whole thing. that can't be right, can it? it's a big notebook, and the stuff he just cut out for it is real good shit so he's gotta make room. gotta start from page one. gotta thumb through it and pull a 'wtf' face because he doesn't even like some of this shit? why'd he put it in here? tulips??? who did that! okay, time to pump the fucking brakes.

paring down. re-evaluation. ian walks into the living room one night and mickey's cross-legged in the middle of a sea of ripped papers. like some sort of hamster. ian thinks perhaps divorce is on the table, only to come closer and realize mickey's cutting shit out and pasting it into a new notebook, the glue stick caught between his teeth like a cigar (Alternate Title: Ian's Come To Jesus Moment.)

notebook 2.0 is born. there's significantly less...everything. the Vision is starting to come together. debbie gives him these little color tab bitches that he can stick between the pages so he knows where to put things. Music. Food. Flowers. etc. mickey sits down with ian again and flips through it, getting his thoughts on different things. out comes the big red marker - circling - crossing out - starring. he can see ian trying to sneak closer looks across the table, but mickey's grown very attached. it's his hopes and dreams in here, motherfucker! ian can look at it later. after he finds the chiavaris.

That Bitch. this baby is in her final form. mickey knows what he wants and knows he's got the power to haggle, secure, or steal it all when he's got his notebook tucked under his arm. she's also good and solid when he smacks lip over the head with her after he makes a passing comment about being a groomzilla. she is everything.

when he does finally see his notebook again after many years, it's because ian is thumbing through it, this teary, fond look in his eyes as he sits in a sea of boxes. mickey doesn't know if he should be embarrassed or proud or what. a lot of their wedding day ended up shifting on its axis for a ton of fucked up reasons, so as gorgeous as she is, a lot of her didn't actually get to see the light of day.

but ian is innnn lovvvve (aaaaat laaaaast my looove has come alonnnggg). so much so that for their ten year anniversary, mickey walks into their little get-together and immediately recognizes a ton of the details. like they've jumped out of the pages of his notebook and into reality ten years later. ian is a sneaky fucker! and mickey has excellent taste.

and he's just really glad that he cut out that disgusting tulip arrangement in his first notebook purge.

#asks #gallavich #one thing about mickey is he needs a plan

[starhvney]

𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇 𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐅𝐅 𝐀𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐓

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: mystreet garroth x fem!reader

𝐂𝐖: none!

𝐀/𝐍: my first post! i'm so nervous there's gonna be typos

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍, how does he show his affection? 

he is so lovable. his biggest love languages is physical touch and words of affirmation. if he isn’t hugging you to him like he’s scared you’ll wander off (like sprinkles /j), he’s looking at you lovingly or telling you how much he adores you. 

𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐘, what does he find the most beautiful about you?

in the least cliche way possible, everything. from the shape of your curves to your personality, he really just thinks you’re the best. and he lets you know. 

𝐂𝐔𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐄𝐒, how cuddly is he? how does he cuddle with you?

he is a total teddy bear and a walking heater. not only that, but he can get pretty clingy too, especially when the two of you are alone. anytime you two sleep or take a nap together, you will wake up to laying on top of him as he hugs you or to him spooning you. it doesn’t matter what position you two fell asleep in. if you two are doing something else like watching a movie, he pulls you into his lap or will at least hook your legs together. 

𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂, what is domestic life like with him?

despite having good looks and being pretty popular, he’s been a single bachelor for a while. it takes some time for him to get used to the domestic flow of being in a relationship with you, but he puts in the effort. 

𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍, how vulnerable with his emotions is he with you?

he’s pretty much an open book. he likes to stay positive in front of everyone, so while it took a bit of time for him to finally cry in front of you, he doesn’t hold back from being vulnerable once that line is crossed.

𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘, does he want a family with you in the future?

for sure. he dreams about domestic life with you in the future. he’s got a list of baby names in his head and giggles to himself at the thought of how cute your kids would be together. you might think he’d be hesitant to be a dad, since his own had a few faults, but he’s actually really excited for it.

𝐆𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐒, is he a gift giver? what kind of gifts does he give to you?

it’s not his main way to show his love for you, but that doesn’t mean he won’t give you gifts at all. goes all out for the holidays, quickly writing down every little thing you say you’ve been wanting recently in his notes so he can get you the perfect gift.

𝐇𝐔𝐆𝐒, what is hugging him like?

the biggest hugger out of all the mystreet characters. gives the best ones, too. he makes you feel so warm and protected anytime you two hug. gives you that type of hug where one arm squeezes you by the waist against him while his hand holds the back of your head and ticks you safely under his chin. also likes to hug you from behind and rest his chin on your head or hide his head in the crook of your neck.

𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒, what is he insecure about in your relationship?

honestly, he isn’t very insecure about anything in your relationship. is pretty confident in how he feels and how you feel, unless you do or say something to make him feel that way (don’t you dare). he completely trusts you and expects the same trust back.

𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐘, how jealous does he get?

before the two of you dated, he was the type to get silently jealous, watching from afar with a frown on his usually happy face. he was just afraid that you’d find someone else before he confessed. once the two of you are in a relationship he doesn’t get jealous as easily, unless someone outright flirts with you in front of him. 

𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆, what is kissing him like?

most of the time he’s giving you very sweet and short kisses all the time. usually grabs your arm or waist and catches you off guard with them. oh, good night! kiss. you’re going to the store? kiss. you’re back from the restroom? kiss. but, if he’s in a romantic mood and you two are alone? much more passionate. grabs your face between his hands or will even lift you up by the waist and haves at it. he’s the type to smile between kisses too. 

𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄, who said “i love you” first?

definitely him, just because he has more confidence between the two of you. he’s the type of cornball to make sure you two are really having a romantic moment whether on a date or just somewhere with nice scenery before saying it.

𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐓, who gets shy or weak in the knees more?

usually he’s the one giggling and kicking his feet when it comes to you. you just make him feel so giddy just for existing. but at the end of the day, he’s still got that suave flirtatious dawg in him from highschool. you two could be doing something completely casual and he’ll say something knee-buckling with a little smirk like it’s nothing. 

𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄, does he use any pet names for you?

honestly, i think he’d stick to sweetheart or baby. doesn’t stray far from those two. If he’s not calling you that then he’s calling you by a nickname for your name. even during arguments, unless he’s really upset with you over something, then he’s pulling out the full government name.

𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐋𝐄𝐒, what are some issues you have in your relationship? how does he handle it?

he finds you so adorable that sometimes when it’s time to talk about something serious, it can be hard for him to switch over to that mode. it’s not like he doesn’t take you seriously, so if you point it out to him he’ll immediately snap out of it and flip over to being serious.

𝐏𝐃𝐀, how does he express his love in public?

he won’t be fully making out with you in public or anything, but he’s pretty okay with it. always holding your hand or your waist and tugging you to him. will give you a short and sweet kiss at appropriate times, unless you’re shy. he won’t be upset about it, but he’ll opt to press a light kiss to your forehead or cheek.

𝐐𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄, how do you spend your time together?

it doesn’t matter what you two are doing s long as he’s with you. you two are practically attached to the hip. want to take a nap? he’ll cuddle with you. you need to go to the store? he’ll turn it into a shopping date and tag along. of course, you two also have your healthy distance and time alone, but he considers any time spent with you quality time.

𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆, what are his plans for the future?

he totally has the intention of marrying you in the future. he’s thought about just proposing to you now, but he wants to wait and make sure that the time is right and you’re ready. 

𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐒, how open is he? does he keep anything from you?

there are no secrets kept from you. who was that text from? oh you can check it. who was that girl talking to him? oh, she was thanking him for helping her grandma in the store the other day. has nothing to hide, he is a yapper when it comes to you. he’ll tell you anything from his family’s darkest secrets to the really good poop he just had.

𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄, how long did it take for you two to get together?

it took quite some time, only because you two were such good friends before. he hesitated confessing a lot because he was scared to ruin your friendship, but one day he decided he couldn’t take it anymore and just did it. 

𝐔𝐏𝐒𝐄𝐓, what makes him upset?

really hates getting into arguments with you, especially if you seem really hurt about it or are a crier. you two don’t get into arguments often, but he immediately wants to resolve it and comfort you afterwards. he doesn’t like ending the day without apologizing to each other, and will want to cuddle even if you’re still upset. (usually at that point you’re not because he’s so sweet to you.)

𝐕𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐓𝐘, does he do anything to spice up your relationship?

he’s pretty adventurous, so he drags you out on all sorts of dates pretty often. he is his usual tender and loving self but every once in a while he does something so smooth and flirty that it completely catches you off guard. other than that your relationship stays calm and steady in the best way.

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒, how good is he at communicating?

garroth is super open with you. he’s very forward with how he’s feeling whether good or bad. he’s always letting you know how he’s feeling, and absolutely will tell you how much he adores you at any given time. 

𝐗𝐓𝐑𝐀, something random

bro is like twice your size and super strong. he manhandles you a lot without even realizing. can scoop you up in one arm and throw you over his shoulder. if you walk away from him when you two are arguing or you’re teasing him, he grabs onto your arm or your clothing and yanks you back so fast you gain airtime. he’s careful to never hurt you though, he would actually burst into tears if that happened. 

𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆, what are they like when you’re gone?

a total yearner. randomly will sigh extra loud every time he thinks of you (it’s a lot). texts you at any time letting you know when something reminds him of you. could be a random object or a dream he had. 

𝐙𝐙𝐙..., how do you two sleep? when you’re apart?

he can’t fall asleep without you anymore after you two start sharing a bed. once you’re in his arms and his head hits the pillow, he’s out like a light. and he sleeps heavy, too. if for some reason you two are apart, he tosses and turns for several hours before falling asleep. he'll try and cuddle a pillow like it’s you, but it’s not the same. 

©starhvney, 2024. please do not steal or repost my works as your own.

#aphmau mystreet #garroth x reader #garroth ro'meave x reader #mystreet #x reader #garroth ro'meave #garroth

[wandsandlightsabers]

I Need You

MANDALORIAN X READER

(daddy issues edition)

18+ WARNING DO NOT INTERACT IF YOU'RE A MINOR. THIS IS SMUT.

You are a small tavern owner, on a small planet on the outskirts of the galaxy, called "y/n's tavern". It was left to you after your parents died in the war between the Rebels and the Empire, so now you've just been operating it alone. Even though you're far away from where most of the action is, you still get quite a lot of interesting customers. This helps you get a lot of information that can be useful for all types of creatures. Which is great cause since you've been tight on money with all the republic taxes, you could definitely use the extra income for your intel.

Out of all your customers though, there's a certain Mandalorian who often stops by for said information, or even just to cool off from his job. You've wondered if he feels as though this place is comforting to him. Nonetheless, he is always the best customer and he leaves you a good tip. Now if you're being honest with yourself, you've always had a huge crush on him ever since he came in through your doors. There's always been flirting between the both of you, especially since he keeps coming back here. But most of the times, he doesn't let it get too far. From what you can gather, you deduce that he might have some abandonment issues, or something like that. You think about how you wish you could help him feel safe and comforted all the time, you try to avoid thinking that though. He's just a customer after all, and he has a very busy job.

On a certain Monday night though, the tavern was practically empty. This is always one of the slow shifts. Especially since you can hear the low drizzle of rain outside, everyone tends to stay inside with that weather but there is still some foot traffic sometimes. As you fight to keep your eyes open while washing some cups, you hear the jingle of the bell on top of the door open. Finally, a customer, you think to yourself. "Welcome in" you say as you turn around, when your eyes meet your favorite man. The Mandalorian. "I came all the way from across the galaxy to see you" he says tiredly. "Did you?" You reply. "Yes, this isn't for business though. Look if I'm being honest I just need some comfort and you haven't left my mind." You stand there shocked, is this really happening? Is the Mandalorian really opening up to you right now? Something must seriously be wrong. You walk to the door of the tavern and lock it, so that it's just the two of you. There wasn't going to be anymore customers anyways. You feel his tall strong body towering behind you as you lock the door and when he turns around he's leaning on the doorframe over you. "Y/n" he says, "throughout all my visits here you've never left my mind, and after all this time, with everything I've been through... I've realized that... I want... No... I need things to go further with you. I want you to be my partner." You stand there speechless, of course you've always dreamed of this but now that it's actually happening it doesn't feel real. "Mando, I'm obviously flattered. But what are you saying? What has gotten into you? Every other time you've come by you've always made sure not to cross the line. Even when I felt like that line were chains to avoid me getting close to you." You reply. "I can't talk about it now, but I've had to do some things that really made me change my perspective on my life and now I just need you in it y/n, please." He says as gets down on his knees and hugs your waist. "I will do anything to protect you so long as you want me to stay by your side." You suck in a breath and tell him, "Of course I would love that Mando, it's all I've been thinking about since you came through to this tavern years ago." He stands up, lifting you up in the process. This all feels so insanely natural. All of the sudden it feels like you've been a couple for centuries. "Okay then, my beautiful girl. No one in this galaxy can ever put a finger on you again do you hear me?" You chuckle and say, "I have needs though, who's gonna fill them when you're off again?" You joke. "You're mine now princess, I'm not going to leave your side and after we're done your needs will be more than well met, on that I can give you my word. I want to give you a taste of what life would be like if we were together. I want to show you just how much I need you. Do I have your consent?" He asks.

"Of course you do Mando, with all of the flirting you've been doing these past few years we gotta do something about it don't you think?" You joke. "Perfect my pretty little girl, here are the rules: I can't show you my face just yet because we'd need to make our relationship official by marriage before I can do that. However, I want to give you a taste of what it would be like..." he reaches for a rag that was laying on the bar table and uses it cover your eyes as he ties it around your head, leaving you blindfolded. This heightens your senses by a million and each touch he places on your feel like electric shocks. You gladly comply to all of his demands, he's a great dom and you feel safe with him. Not to mention that you have a burning need for a taste. You feel his hot breath on your body as he lowers to remove all of his armor, then moving his attention to you as he roughly takes off your work dress. "Fuck, you're more beautiful than I could have ever imagined, princess" He whispers in your ear. You feel him move up slowly, then he meets his lips to yours all at once passionately and roughly working his tongue around yours. This kiss feels like one of those moments you wait your whole life for, both of you feeling such great need for one another and finally being able to satisfy it.

He reaches his strong, rough hands to your hair and breasts cupping them firmly then teasing your sensitive nipples. Hell, you could probably orgasm with him just doing that. You let out a moan, unable to hold it in much longer. "Shh my little slut, if you keep being that loud, people outside are going to get wrong ideas about you... we don't want that to happen do we? Be a good girl and stay quiet for me, won't you?" He commands. God, he's so hot you think to yourself. He keeps touching your whole body then finally, finally traces his hand down from your breast all the way down to your practically throbbing clit. The moment you feel him put pressure as he starts rubbing it in slow circles you feel another moan escape your mouth. "Bad girl," he says "wait did I tell you about being loud?" "I'm sorry Mando you're just making me feel so fucking good," you tell him. He yanks you off the table onto his lap, lying you onto your stomach so your bare ass is facing him. "Well princess, you're going to need to face the consequences of not following the rules. Do you understand?" He asks. You nod your head in compliance as he says "Now, I'm going to finger your brains out since you're being a needy little girl and I want you to take it without getting the attention of the people outside. If you are unable to contain yourself, I'm gonna have to spank you." With that you feel his rough, thick fingers shove into your dripping wet vagina filling you in a way that makes you feel simply euphoric. "Look how needy you are, princess." He picks up the pace, and you bit your lip as you try to contain your moans. You feel him hitting your g-spot over and over. "Please, daddy you're making me feel so good can I please take your cock. I need to feel you." you beg him. "Daddy?" he questions "you really are just a dirty slut, now aren't you?" You feel him slap your ass firmly. There goes another electric shock racing through your body... the effect this man has on you is like an addiction you'll never be able to recover from. "How about this... I'll give your needy pussy what it wants, but only because I'm starving for a feel of you. Would you be a good girl and suck daddy's dick for him so that it's all wet for you, princess?" You moan quietly at his words and shift your position while opening your mouth ready for him to stick it in. You feel the tip of it around your lips, waiting for his full length. You give him a tease by swirling your tongue around his throbbing tip, he moans and you decide that his moan is more beautiful than angels singing. You will do anything to hear it again, knowing that you have just as much as an effect on him as he does to you. You guide your way to surround his entire hard cock in your mouth. But god, you did not imagine him to be that big. You try your best to put it all in, but it's just too much for your little mouth; you feel your gag reflex. "We're gonna need to work on that huh pretty girl?" he asks. You nod as you move up and down his length, still blindfolded. You feel him gripping your hair as you swirl and messily wet his dick as best you can. When he decided it was enough he gently took it out to lower himself and kiss you, licking off all his precum from around your mouth. "You're messy," he chuckles in a low and heated voice. He lays you completely flat, back on the table and spreads your legs wide open, leaving you utterly and completely exposed to him. "Are you ready?" He questions. "More than ready, quit wasting time, Mando" you tell him. He rubs his wet, hard, and throbbing cock on your clit; pressing it on you to give you even more satisfaction, then he rubs it all around your pussy's lips. He hasn't even put it in yet and you're already seeing all the stars in this galaxy. You moan loudly and both of you have stopped caring about the noises you two are making as he finally slides it in, filling your vagina and it feels like you were built for each other. He fits so well inside of you.. the overwhelming feeling of him completely inside you, hugging all sides of your hole is intoxicating.

He's hitting all the right spots and you feel your legs starting to shake. You've had sex once before, but never, ever has it been or felt like this. This man is more than you could have dreamed of. "Fuck... you feel so good y/n... you're so tight" he mutters as best he can between moans. He reaches down his hand and rubs your clit at the same time as he is slipping in and out of you. This sends you over the edge, "Daddy... I... I'm going to cum... please... don't stop" you whisper. "Come on pretty girl, cum for me, show me just how good I'm making you feel right now." He replies. He dives and flicks your nipple with his tongue, at the same time he's paying all the special attention to your pussy. If there's one thing you were more than happy to discover, is how fucking good he is at multitasking. Your oragsm explodes over you as he touches and thrusts into you, screaming his name. "Good girl" he manages to say as your clenching pussy makes him cum at the same time. You both go blind with the fireworks you gave each other. As you both go limp with pleasure, you feel such an intense knowing of belonging and love towards one another that you had never felt in your entire life. Like you were meant to be, you are his and he is yours.

"Mando.." you whisper. He sinks onto a chair and pulls your naked body onto his, holding you tightly. "I want to take off this blindfold and see the real you. I want to see the real man I've fallen in love with." you tell him. You feel him suck in a breath, he tucks your hair behind your ear and tells you "I need to confess something first, y/n. Ever since I met you that first day in the tavern, I have fallen utterly and irrevocably in love with you. It's made me question everything. Like what I want out of my life as a Mandalorian. And princess, after my last mission it made me come to a realization. This last bounty was on a woman who had made some bad choices, and the man I had searched for to get information from was a man who was so in love with this woman; but he had never confessed his feelings for her. He ended up telling me the entire story of how it was love at first sight, but he always felt like he could never deserve her because of his job, who he was, etc.. This story completely captivated me in a way that woke me up to the fact that: y/n, I can't continue living a life without you by my side. I want you. I need you." He unties your blindfold and turns your head to face his. Your eyes meet the most beautiful man you've ever seen in your life, your Mandalorian. "I know this isn't the Way of the Mandalore, but you're my new way. I want to follow you to the ends of the galaxy and do anything that needs to be done to provide and care for you. Nothing could ever compare to you. I love you so much, I always have. You're my way" He explains. Speechless, you reach your hand to him and cup his face as you both lovingly stare into the new look of each other's eyes. "You're my way too, Din." you tell him. "You know my real name?" He asks with subtle tears forming in his eyes> You can tell he's never been this exposed and accepted by someone for the real him. "Remember, I'm great at gathering information. After all, that is way you came to me in the first place." You joke. You both let out a soft laugh and lean in for a pure, sincere and finally fully exposed: kiss.

#pedro pascal #pedrohub #pedro is daddy #pedro pascal x reader #pedro pascal smut #pedro pascal characters #pedro pascal fanfiction #star wars #the mandalorian #mando x reader #mando #mando x you #din djarin #din dijarin x reader #love #couple #overprotective #smut #so hot 🔥🔥🔥 #spicy content #spank me daddy #star wars fanfiction

[weirdmarioenemies]

Name: Needlous

Debut: Kirby: Nightmare in Dream Land

Lovely little larva Creeping ‘cross the wood Stretching and contracting Like a little larva should!

Some things in this world are so lovely! So lovely they inspire you to write poetry! Needlous is the very lovely little larva of legend. Let’s Larva Learn!

But first, here’s a word from our sponsor, Togezo from Kirby’s Adventure! Togezo is sponsoring today’s post because it is desperate to regain any crumb of relevance. Togezo was the first Needle enemy in the series! And its design is about what you would expect. A nondescript little waddling thing with a spiky shell. Togezo was the main Needle enemy for quite a while! It got in multiple games and even got blue shoes in one of them.

But alas! Togezo was utterly replaced. Maybe they thought it was too similar to designs from other games. Maybe they just felt they could do better. Whatever the case, when Adventure was remade in the form of Nightmare in Dream Land, Togezo was gone, and Needlous in its place!

No disrespect to Togezo, but I think this was a good idea. Needlous is a much more distinct design! More concept to it than just “a spiky guy”, and fits the world very naturally.

(Though very strangely, Gimmick!, which released even before Kirby’s Adventure, has these two enemies that strongly resemble both Needlous AND Togezo! And this is not the only time Kirby enemies have been strangely similar to Gimmick! ones...)

It is based on the stinging hairs of many caterpillars, but taken to the extreme, becoming big ol’ stabby spikes!

Needlous is NOT, however, the only Kirby enemy inspired by this phenomenon! Here we have Capiller! Alright. I know. Get it all out. I know it looks unfortunately similar to a certain body part. But it’s not Capiller’s fault that it happens to resemble a Muppet’s eyes and nose!

Kirby has no qualms about eating sharp weapons, fire, toxic waste, ghosts, and more. But he HATES eating Capillers! I assume this is because Capiller (whose Japanese name translates to Hairy Bug) is covered in irritating hairs, even if they are not always depicted visually, and that is just too uncomfortable for even Kirby to eat. Everyone has their limits!

This, then, makes it very strange that Kirby can eat Needlous just fine, and even get the Needle ability from it! Two enemies, both based on the same thing, but executed quite differently. It honestly feels like an oversight, like they just didn’t consider the existence of Capiller when conceptualizing Needlous! Or maybe it was intentional and there is something else about Capiller that Kirby hates. Maybe the eyes. Yucky texture.

BACK TO NEEDLOUS enough not talking about Needlous on its own post! Needlous is not capable of extending its spikes like Needle Kirby is, but instead, curls up and rolls in spiky disc form! In Return to Dream Land, this move was added to Needle Kirby’s moveset, so you can feel more than ever like you are playing as Needlous! If you take many creative liberties with interpreting what is actually happening.

Isn’t this such a lovely creature? You should not pet any random creature you meet, especially not dangerous ones like fuzzy caterpillars, but maybe you could pet Needlous, since its spikes are so big that they are easy to maneuver your hand around. Or maybe not! It is still a wild creature, be careful in this hypothetical scenario!

Needlous is such a little larva, but... what will it turn into? Assuming this is not already its adult state, I have some ideas!

First, the more mundane idea. This is Pierce, a bee with a spear that grants the Spear ability! Bees have some of the squishiest and most helpless little larvae around, not like the capable caterpillar that is Needlous, but the stripes and the points of Needlous do bring bees to mind! If Needlous really does turn into the stingerless Pierce, maybe the spear is one it made itself, using its own shed larval spike!

But now. The more wacky idea! Maybe Needlous is the larva of something that does not even usually have a larva!

The Spider ability, introduced in Star Allies, has a unique guard where the user is wrapped entirely in silk, with spikes appearing as a counter if attacked! Hmm. Spikes and silk? That sounds like the perfect cocoon for a pointy larva I know!

And then, there is Como’s striking stripe, matching the colors and stripiness of Needlous! Yes, yes, I know actual arthropod larvae do not resemble their adult forms in this way, but I am just having some fun in Silly Cartoons World over here. Como and Needlous also both debut in the same stage in Return to Dream Land, implying they occupy the same general location, but in different niches!

Needlous is such a humble little larva, but has so much to think about! Its complex past, its many future career paths, and most importantly, its splendid present! Every little larva is so special, please appreciate them whenever you can!

#needlous #kirby #kirby enemies #kirby nightmare in dream land #kirbys adventure #kirbys return to dream land #togezo #pierce #como #funky friday #mod chikako

[thiswaytwoinfinity]

Emma’s Epic Bday Multi-Fandom Rec List: Stranger Things Edition

(yes, there will be many parts because oh my god I read waaaay too much fic)

Since it was my birthday recently (and around the 1-year anniversary of when I started actually using Tumblr again after a years-long break) I figured it was only fitting to do a giant master list of all of the amazing fanfics that I have read (and reread) in the past year. 

I do my best to reblog as much as possible but sometimes with work and life I miss it so this is my attempt to make up for that and give all of the amazing creators on here the credit they deserve. Thank you all so much for sharing all of your work with us. This year has been a long and difficult one for me, especially mental health wise, and being able to escape into these stories has been so valuable and important to me. 

If you read anything on here that you like, please reblog and/or comment on these fics to show the creators some love! 

AN IMPORTANT NOTE: While not everything listed here will include smut, many of these authors have 18+ blogs. Please, please, please respect their boundaries and DO NOT INTERACT WITH THEM/THEIR CONTENT IF YOU ARE A MINOR.

Stories marked with ❤️‍🔥 contain NSFW content

Stranger Things: 

colors (series) ❤️‍🔥by @loveshotzz — this was my introduction to ST fanfic and hooooo boy what an intro it was. what i wouldn’t give for a steamy, forbidden romance with best friend’s dad!Steve —sorry, Jenny, but he was just too hot to resist — it’s hot and emotional and basically the stuff that fantasies are made of. loveshotzzz is also the creator of the Foxy Lounge series, featuring flirty bartender Eddie and bad-at-fighting bouncer Steve which is also *chef’s kiss* 

Time to giddy up, yeah? ❤️‍🔥by @loveshotzz — two words: pornstache Steve. Two more words: mustache ride. Two more? You’re welcome. 

As You Wish (series) ❤️‍🔥 by @corroded-hellfire — my all time favorite Eddie series! Ryan and Luke are the most adorable, hilarious kids (i loved their little “scheme” to set their dad up with their babysitter) and the little family that Eddie and his sons form with the reader has just been so delightful to read. (also, for the record, it’s on sight with brittany)

put me through it, baby ❤️‍🔥 by @agentmarvel — PINING EDDIE MY BELOVED! Ugh I loved the slow building of the friendship between Eddie and reader, the angst of him knowing that her boyfriend was trash but not wanting to cross a line, the passion between them. As i wrote when i reblogged it, “Screaming, crying, laughing, smiling, CRYING 😍🥹😭🥵 “ 

take me higher ❤️‍🔥 by @munson-blurbs — i will never get enough Argyle stories, and bug has written some of my favorites. this is one i reread all the time (i’m clearly a sucker for a good babysitter fic) because i love the way Argyle feels so real in it. The flirtation, the banter, those sweet little moments of awkwardness, it’s all truly 10/10. A special runner-up mention goes to this blurb which features best friend! Argyle and hair pulling and is just … just a dream. 

bad idea  ❤️‍🔥 by @abibliophobiaa — if i’ve said it once, i’ve said it a million times: Steve Harrington is a menace. Best friend!Steve gets his hands on the romance novel you’re reading and decides to tease you with all of the flirty things he picked up from it. Steve is at peak menace in this, which means i fell hard and fast. 

this is gonna sting by @lovebugism — this one was written so, so beautifully. Sweet, lovestruck Eddie afraid to open up and confess his feelings always hits me hard and the imagery in this was just so stunning that i think about it a lot. I aspire to write a sentence as beautiful as “he leaks a bright red truth right across from you and carries everything he feels about you in raging scarlet scrapes.”

Steve Harrington Boat Smut ❤️‍🔥 by @lovebugism — God, what a glorious day it was when those pictures of Joe Keery on a boat in Italy made their way online. Anyway, this is exactly what is says on the tin and exactly what we all needed in that moment. 

This story by @pouringmyheartoutforpaper — sweet, sweet lovesick Stevie who is determined that things will be different in this relationship meets reader who has some insecurities about how slow their relationship is progressing. Gorgeous, sweet, fluff that will give you the warm fuzzies. 

The Tune-Up ❤️‍🔥 by @roanniom — Issa, queen of smut! This mechanic Eddie story is so hot that it will have you contemplating whether or not you should mess with a few things on your car, just for an excuse to come visit him in the shop. (Also just read all of her stuff. It’s so, so good.) 

Happy Mother’s Day, Steve Harrington ❤️‍🔥 by @roanniom — STEVE. HARRINGTON. BREEDING. KINK. WILL MAKE BRAIN GO BRRRRRRR. I rest my case. 

The Riddles Three ❤️‍🔥by @blueywrites — You cannot convince me that Eddie “Dungeon Master” “Lord of the Rings nerd” Munson would not try and do a Gollum impression in bed. As a firm believer in goofy, weird bedroom antics, this story is canon and I will hear nothing else about it. 

Smoke and Cherry Pop Rocks ❤️‍🔥 by @somnambulic-thing — want to have your heart broken in the best way possible? HERE YOU GO. A gorgeous, tender, emotional story about regrets and moving on and finding the courage to open up, even if it’s a little too late. 

Classified ❤️‍🔥by @pullhisteeth — considering the slightly absurd premise — putting an ad in the paper to lose your virginity — this was gorgeously grounded and real. Eddie is so lovely and gentle in this and it was just a treat to read. 

monster under the bed ❤️‍🔥by @eddiemunsons-missingnipple — i’m going to be honest: this is monsterfucking. But if that’s something you’re into, you *need* to read this. It will make you go feral.

River Monster! Eddie ❤️‍🔥by @courtingchaos — brb, wandering along the banks of all the rivers near me in an attempt to lure River Monster!Eddie to come out and mate with me. Again, it is monsterfucking, but … come on. It’s so good. (Meg also has some of the best Gator Tillman fics out there. They’re hot and weird and wild in all of the best ways. 

My Goyle Fiend ❤️‍🔥by @bettyfrommars — You want monsters? You go to Betty. Trust me on this. Her gargoyle series was the first that I read from her and I was hooked instantly. She’s written werewolves, vampires and is currently working on a brilliant series where Eddie works at the Nightmare Factory and appears in your dreams as all kinds of different ghosts and ghouls. If things that go bump in the night aren’t your taste, her biker! Eddie and Steve series are also great, as well as her beautiful gigalo!Eddie story. 

I Can See You ❤️‍🔥by @fairyysoup — I don’t know that there are enough words to express how much I loved this story, The not-so-unrequited affection, the building tension, the way Steve and the reader keep coming together over the years, Steve’s big grand gesture at the end … just so beautiful and moving and steamy. I’ve already reread it like 4 times. 

Stranger Things Adjacent  a.k.a. Joseph Quinn characters 

The Hat Shop Girl (Ralph from Timewasters) ❤️‍🔥by @rehfan — Y’all this story is *so* good. It packs so much into this love story — issues of class, grief, sexuality, power dynamics — in a way that just makes their journey so much richer and more interesting. This version of Ralph is perfect, soft and sweet and well-meaning but also the way his confidence builds throughout the story is delightful and the smut between them is so delicious and delightful. 10/10. 

Knight in Shining Armor (Billy Knight) ❤️‍🔥by @rehfan — I’m gonna say it: This is my favorite Billy Knight fanfic of all time. So soft and tender, it handles Billy’s mental health in a way that feels really empathetic and realistic while also letting the audience indulge in the thing everyone really wants: to give sweet Billy all the love in the world. 

This Billy Knight Masterlist ❤️‍🔥by @pollenallergie — I could not pick just one of these amazing Billy fics. pollenallergie is, in my mind, *the* authority on all things Billy Knight and she’s got it all. Her writing is soft and steamy and touching all at the same time and I love it all. 

Worth It (Ralph from Timewasters) by @wheels-of-despair — Do you want to feel *all* of the delightful warm fuzzies as you daydream about the perfect life with sweet Ralph? This is the story for you. Every chapter is delightful and touching and will make you feel *all* of the feelings. I love it so much. 

#fic recs #stranger things #stranger things smut #stranger things recs #stranger things fanfiction #steve harrington #steve harrington smut #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington recs #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x you #steve harrington x you #ralph timewasters #timewasters #ralph penbury #billy knight #lethal white #fanfiction reccomendations

[jxbsbokuto]

play along | bokuto koutarou

pairing: bokuto x fem!reader

genre: sfw, fluff, strangers to lovers, fake dating au

words: 2.0k

haikyuu masterlist

Panic was written in your eyes as you spotted your ex-boyfriend through the glass, sitting at a table among the rest of your friends. You wonder just why he's there until you remember that he is also friends with f/n, the one who initially introduced the two of you.

It’s not like you still have feelings for him - oh hell nah - but your relationship didn’t really end on good terms. You were fine with it, sort of relieved actually, but you wanted him to look at you and see how good you were doing without him.

However, the truth is, you aren’t doing so great. Of course, breaking up with him was a huge improvement in your life, but besides that, not much has changed since the last time you were with him. Especially, in your love life.

You tried, but most of your dates didn’t work out. They were either boring or trying to get in your pants as fast as possible. For a quick moment you believed your ex when he said you wouldn’t find anyone if you left him, but again, it would be better to spend the night with the guy trying to sleep with you than being with him.

You look down at your outfit, a button-up shirt with a lace bra underneath and light jeans. Simple, but the combo along with some accessories and a cute baguette purse looked rather elegant. Yet, it wasn’t sexy, nor ‘I’m doing better without you, asshole”.

You turn back to the street side of the sidewalk and spot a car a few steps away from you. You walk to the window and look at your reflection, wondering how you could fix yourself. You decide to open your shirt, leaning down a bit to not let other people in the street see your boobs, then make a knot with its ends. You fix your hair, apply a little more lipstick, and check your ass out. But you still think something is missing. Lastly, you dig your hand into your bra and pull your boobs upwards. As if all this wasn’t enough you check out yourself one last time.

While at it, the window you were using as a mirror slowly made its way down to reveal one of the most handsome men you have ever seen in your life. For a moment you think you have already seen him somewhere, but you decide it was probably in one of your dreams.

“Hey.” He says, so nonchalant it doesn’t even seem he’s just seen you fix your tiddies.

You keep staring at his golden eyes in complete disbelief. “You... were there... the whole time.” He chuckles at your mortified face.

“Yep, I was. But don’t worry, I closed my eyes when you were, uh,” He motions his hands over his chest. “yeah.”

A deep sigh of defeat falls out your lips, the thought of unliving yourself very strong in your mind. You take a step away from his car and he finally steps out of it.

Just from the sight of him behind the window, you knew he was big, but your jaw drops when his 6'3 figure of broad shoulders, muscles, thick thighs under his slacks, and Dorito-shaped torso stands in front of you. Your brain couldn't comprehend how someone so damn attractive could exist.

“What are you fussing about anyway? You look great!” He points his hands ahead, gesturing for you up and down. "I mean, you already looked good before, so I don't understand."

"You see that dark-haired guy on a table inside?" You nod your head in the direction of your ex-boyfriend.

"The one in a blue shirt?"

"Yes. That's my ex. It's my friend's birthday today and I forgot they're friends, the possibility of him being here didn't even cross my mind."

"And... you want him back or something?"

"Oh, God, no." You shake your head. "He's an asshole. I just want him to see that I'm doing good- no, great, without him."

"Hm, I see." He nods. "Well, you're very pretty, I can't even believe he was able to pull you off. You don’t have to worry about him." You feel your cheeks heating up at the praises and you thank him quietly. He checks the time on his watch before turning to you again. “I have to go meet my friends inside, but it was nice to meet you…”

“Y/n.”

“Y/n, wow, what a beautiful name. I’m Bokuto.”

“Thanks, it was nice meeting you too, Bokuto.”

He gestures for you to walk ahead of him like the gentleman he is. You open the door of the pub when a group of drunk guys also decides to leave, one of them is destined to bump into you but a large hand finds your waist, spins you, and pulls you in, making your front meet a hard surface that you soon acknowledge as Bokuto’s chest.

“Are you okay?” He asks while the men pass by, bumping into his back while they do so.

“Yeah, I’m okay, thank you.”

By now you have no doubts he can see your flustered cheeks.

Bokuto lets you go and smiles.

“Hey, dudes, look where you’re going!” He shouts back to the group that only responds with a shrug of shoulder and mumbles.

“I guess I’ll see you around, Y/n. Have a good night.”

“You too, Bokuto.”

You start walking towards your friend’s table but turn your head back to look at him one last time. Your heart beats faster when you see the dual color-hair man is looking at you too. You smile giggly because of him.

“Oh my God, Y/n, who was that with you?!” One of your friends asks as soon as you reach the table.

As you open your mouth to respond, your gaze meets your ex’s. He looks at you with slightly narrowed eyes, clearly interested in your answer too. The words fall out of your lips before you can even think.

“He’s my new boyfriend.” You answer while taking a seat beside your best friend.

“What?!” They’re shocked.

Not because they don’t think it would be possible for you to be with someone as good-looking as him but because of the same reason you were shocked when you saw him.

“He’s the one you were out on a date with last week?!”

“Yep.” You put all your confidence in your words, to be as convincing as possible.

“Wait, so you’re dating MSBY’s Bokuto?” Your ex asks, genuine disbelief in his voice.

So that’s where you saw him, you think.

“Yes. It’s pretty recent, so we’re keeping it low key.”

“He’s super hot.”

“I’m glad you found him, you've been looking for someone for so long.”

You catch a glimpse of your ex’s mouth curving upwards a bit.

“Yeah, he’s amazing. And super sweet.”

“I saw the way he was looking at you.” Bf/n nudges your side. “You got him wrapped around your finger.” You just laugh away, dropping the conversation.

Soon your friends also let go of it and start talking about something else. Suddenly, you feel your phone vibrating and take it to see a message from Bf/n.

>> since uh when??

you NEVER showed me a pic of him

<< soooo i lied :D i met him outside the pub

>> is this bc of ex/n?

<< yeah

>> god y/n

but what i said was true he was looking at you differently

pls tell me you gave him your number

<< i didn’t

>> i’m gonna kill you istg

“Excuse me, that gentleman at the bar sent you this drink.”

You look up from your phone to the waiter beside you, who put down a Grasshopper in front of you and tilted his head towards Bokuto, who was sitting with three more guys.

His smile grows bigger when your eyes meet and he raises his own cup in a toast, then winks at you.

“Something sweet like you, he said.” You switched your gaze to your friend beside you partly to hide your blush and to see her reaction as well.

“I told you.” She whispered.

Everyone at the table made a big deal out of it and started teasing you, well, not everyone, since a scowl took place on your ex’s face.

The night went on and near the end of it, your friends decide to go to a club. It’s not like you didn’t want to go, but you didn’t really want to, you only wanted to plop down on your bed and sleep till noon. Everybody gathers their things to leave and gets up from the table.

“Won’t you say ‘bye’ to your boyfriend, Y/n?” Ex/n asks, emphasizing the word ‘boyfriend’. It’s obvious he still doesn’t believe in your little lie. “Does he even let you go to the club without hi-?”

“Hey, Y/n!”

Like work from destiny, the player jogs up to you. You turn around in his direction and mouth a ‘please play along’ before putting a hand on the back of his neck and pulling him down for a kiss.

Bokuto’s eyes go wide and he stiffens momentarily, but the soft feeling of your lips on his cause him to kiss you back and hold your waist against him. You hum in the kiss, prolonging it for a little longer than you should then pull away. His mouth moves forward, searching for yours.

The rest of your friends watch the scene in front of them with their jaws dropped and Bf/n almost pulls her phone to record it.

“I was about to go talk to you, Darling.” You say, straightening the fabric of his shirt on his chest. “The girls want to go to a club, you don’t mind if I tag along with them, right?”

Bokuto takes a quick glance at the man beside you and quickly understands what’s going on.

“Of course I don’t, Princess.” He holds you tighter and raises your hand to his mouth to place a chaste kiss on its back. “But you promised me cuddles tonight.” He pouts then dips his head down to get closer to you. “You’ll have to make it up to me later.”

His words make your stomach cold and your breath uneasy. Ex/n shifts in his place, uncomfortable, and cleats his throat, making both your attentions go to him.

“Oh, hey, man.” The ace greets him.

“Uh, where did you two meet?” Your ex raises a brow.

“In a coffee shop. I went there with Tsum-Tsum and she was ordering in front of us.” Bokuto answers.

“That’s funny ‘cause Y/n doesn’t like coffee.”

“I was there for their red velvet cake.” You resort.

“Okay, so you met in a coffee shop on a random day, and just like that you started going out?”

You and Bokuto take a look at each other and start nodding, both in the same place with the act.

“Yep, exactly like that.”

“Hey, you’re her ex, right?”

“Yes, I am.”

“I’d say it’s a shame that you weren’t able to appreciate her as she deserves, but if you did she wouldn’t be with me so, I guess I gotta thank you actually.”

You see a vein popping on Ex/n’s forehead. You hug Bokuto’s torso and get on your tiptoes to kiss his cheek.

“You flatter me too much, Baby. I think you just earned those cuddles.” You turn to your friends. “Sorry, girls, we can schedule the club for another day.”

“Sure! Go have fun with your man.” Bf/n says with a smirk.

“Bye, y’all!”

You take Bokuto’s hand in yours and walk away as he waves to your friends. When you get outside, you stop.

“Oh my God, thank you so much. And sorry for putting you in that situation.” You smile apologetically.

“No problem, I didn’t mind that at all. Especially the kiss. I didn’t mind that at all.” He repeats and you feel your face burning.

“Ex/n didn’t believe me when I lied and said you were my boyfriend so I panicked.” You explain.

“Well, if you let me take you out, it won’t be a lie anymore.” He tilts his head to the side, waiting for your response.

“Let’s make it real, then.”

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[definitelynotshouting]

Hello again! Im so sorry to hear you feeling well when i sent in my ask the other day :( hoping that the life series drop tmrw will provide a much needed distraction for whatever you need it to :)

-☀️

"I know the, um, this morning didn't go… very well… but… if I could—""

"Good, he thinks, but it's a rote sentiment, not half so vicious as it had been only hours earlier."

- oh??? 👀 i am looking

- Im assuming this is the meeting they had about taking grian back to hermitcraft (and the revelation that grian feeds on emotions to survive)?? Very curious

- Now that metaphor about the childhood coat being stained is a lot more painful

-☀️

"even stolen energy can't make up for that."

"everything he'd never had the first time he— well, when Grian, the real Grian— had died."

- "stolen energy" omg i am biting ankles over this.

- And the "real Grian" thing. Yeah

- This is one of those moments where grian's whole situation is so much more potent and vivid. Imagining living as myself, but knowing im occupying someone elses body, and having my very lifeforce sustained by others?? Its not hard to understand why grian internalises and hates himself for being "a parasite". Idk thats probably very obvious to everyone else but this is the first time ive really thought about all of what that entails

-☀️

"Starving hands reach out from the depths of his mind to pull him back, stumbling, under that dark waterline."

- Love how the word "starving" implies that G falling asleep is more of a survival mechanism forcing him under so that his body can feed rather than only exhaustion

-☀️

"he's pressed a knife to every promise he's ever made since the day he emerged,"

- shaking you

-☀️

"His existence lies in the shadows of these distorted fractures, jagged hopes and dented dreams, forever fated to cut his hands on the fragments."

- AHHHHJSLDHSJSVSN

- Man 🧍

- Dont have any words. Just tears.

AAAAAAAAAA SUN ANON I ALWAYS LOVE SEEING YOU IN MY INBOX!!!! Gods im so glad these lines resonated with and interested you, they were a ton of fun to write

I have a brain today so i can actually expand on some of the things youve pointed out instead of just aiming heart eyes at you for the compliments fjsndjsjejke so for the first point, yes!!! Scar and Xisuma returned to the others post chap 6 and were like "Well that sucked!! Wow!!!!" I wouldnt say theyve given all the information to everybody, because they themselves aren't exactly ready to discuss that beyond the immediately required basics, but everyone else was given the gist: convo went badly, Grian is being taken back to Hermitcraft on Scar and Xisuma's insistence. Both Scar and Xisuma feel fucking horrible for how that conversation went down-- nobody had a good time there. So while the plan is to eventually get everyone up to speed, they're sorta taking this time to be miserable about what was essentially a fight that ended in stripping Grian of his autonomy

There's also a little cross-communication happening here in the background, btw: Scar and Xisuma have a pretty big picture now, but Tango, Mumbo, and Pearl have been fed that false info abt the potions being potentially useful. So, yknow :) just smth to keep in mind there haha

Your point about how it almost feels like Grian falling asleep is a survival mechanism is spot on the money. It's essentially him falling into a state of low power mode, where everything but his most basic of functions is shut down for a brief time in favour of preserving energy-- i would honestly consider it more equivalent to a coma than actual sleep. Hence Tango's concern, and subsequent relief when Grian woke up; the entire time he was unconscious, he was fully unresponsive. So, yknow. Real nerve-wracking to see, especially after that prior full week of unresponsiveness as his body struggled to maintain itself.

Tango's role here is indeed deliberate, both on a watsonian and doylist level!! The reason however is the exact same for both: Tango is a little more removed, personally, from this situation. Grian was-- and is-- his friend, ofc, but he's not as close to whats happening. Meanwhile, Xisuma is in 24/7 server babysitting mode, Pearl is not fit to be a caretaker, and Scar and Mumbo were tearing themselves apart by trying to sit and look after him. So Tango got assigned caretaker duties 😂😂😂😂 it was an effective way to divvy up tasks and keep everybody busy, and somewhat hilariously, so far Tango is the only person Grian isnt supremely upset with for one reason or another. And thats why he's continued to stay in caretaker mode lol he is truly just. The only guy who can rn

I also just sorta think of him as a surprisingly emotionally savvy fixer-type, in terms of personality. Like. I think he just gets what people set down in front of him, yknow? Although hell if he knows what to do with it once he's got em. He fumbles a lot, sure, and he defaults to fix-it mode, but he is getting the message when Grian essentially says "i dont wanna talk anymore" without actually saying it

As for Grian and his headspace, rn, theres definitely a complexity at work here where he wants to die and is very genuine in that, but he IS also grateful he's seeing his friends. He cant deny that. As painful as it is, he still loves them very much, and ultimately he's trying to do this for their own good as much as for his own sense of punishment and relief. I think like... now that he's really creeping up on what he has planned, and the pieces are suddenly becoming a reality, theres a bit of dissonance he's fighting against to stay on course. He wants his friends happy; he also wants to die. He's so overwhelmingly tired; he is, as much as he feels he doesnt deserve it, glad to have his friends close. That sort of hopelessness mixed with a warped sense of comfort that he got to see and interact with them one last time. If that makes any sense. Its a bit of complexity i wanted to make sure i added in, because people are so rarely fully decided on any course of action they choose to take, without even a single flicker of doubt (and especially one so final as this). Im glad youve picked up on that, and that you appreciate what i was trying to set down with it!!! :D

This was such a lovely message, as always-- you are very sweet, sun anon, and i appreciate you lots :] i hope you're having an excellent day!!!

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[b4mpyre-k1zz3s]

Dating Vampire!Bam HC’s! + Fic

Bam Margera X Gn!Reader

Warnings: Suggestive content, crude language, jealousy, unwanted flirting, biting, blood, petty disagreements

An: I had this idea a while ago and I’m sort of seeing if anyone would want to see more content for Vampire!Bam. I am also using this to test interest in a more extensive Au for the guys, so let me know if you would be into that!! If you were wondering why this is coming out outside of my usual upload schedule, today is actually my birthday, so consider this a very self indulgent present to myself ;)

Normally, dating a vampire would be a dream come true to you. You could even get past the Not going out during the day and the whole drinking blood thing because, in your eyes, the positives outweighed the negatives

But unfortunately, while your boyfriend was a vampire, he was also Bam Margera.

The sleeping arrangements were probably your biggest complaint

Even though vampires are classically night owls, Bam would still cuddle up to you at night while you fell asleep because A: he had a job to be up for the next day and B: he was a good boyfriend

But the next morning there about an eighty percent chance you find him hanging upside down up in the rafters.

“Bam! Not again!”, You groaned. It was always such a pain to try to get him down

Speaking of jobs, his Jackass career wasn’t all that disrupted by the fact he wasn’t, you know, human. I mean, he was already pretty damn pale and he stayed up late most nights partying anyways

Whenever you were on set with him and they needed to film any water stunts outside, he’d always be sitting off to the side in his sunglasses and trunks, lathering up in SPF 500

“Hey, Y/N. Think y’could get my back for me?” Since you were more than eager for an excuse to feel up his muscles, you jumped at the opportunity

And of course Bam would thank you with a hug, finding it hilarious how angry you got when he messed up your clothes

But if there was one thing that entertained you to no end was how passionately your boyfriend hated vampire drama shows,

Especially Buffy.

Still, you would spend your weekends on the couch hate-watching it with him, laughing at every groan or eye roll from him

“I’m just sayin’- if I was there,” Bam picked a popcorn kernel out of his fangs, “I would rather starve than drink from an otter. I’d sooner suck on Steve’s neck than that thing!” Snickering, you gave him an ‘oh sure’ nod, turning back to watch the tv

Another perk of dating a vampire was the scary dog privileges you got whenever you went out to bars together

Bam was always pretty possessive of you, but he could be downright territorial

So while your boyfriend wasn’t one to go around flaunting it, he had no problem pulling you close by your waist and flashing that impressive set of fangs at whatever creep was annoying you at the bar

But those fangs- god, he could not keep them off of you!

No matter if Bam was hungry or wanted your attention or was just plain bored, he always had some excuse to get his mouth on you,

All day, Bam had been getting on your nerves so you decided it was time to put your foot down. “Nope.” Crossing your arms, you turned away from your boyfriend, “I’m not letting you today.” He was confused at your reaction- okay, maybe he didn’t ask you first, but wasn’t the ten minutes he spent kissing and licking your neck enough? Nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck which was already full of hickeys, he murmured “C’monn…”

Bam’s lips made a popping sound as they left your neck after you pulled him off by his hair, “I’m serious!” Groaning like a child who didn’t get what they wanted, he sat back, “Fine…S’not like I need it to survive or anything…” His resistance lasted for about five minutes until you heard his stomach growl.

Begrudgingly at first, Bam mumbled, “M’sorry.” After another five minutes went by, he saw you didn’t relent as quickly as he though you would and Bam was all too eager to grovel, pushing aside his pride. “Okay, I was being a dick earlier! I’m sorry! Just- please?” His neediness pleased you and, unable to resist from cracking a smile, you waved him over with one hand. Your all too excited boyfriend just pounced on you! Clinging to your side, Bam cuddled up to you as he eagerly sucked from your neck in total bliss, moaning softly. You didn’t mind that much when he bit you, but you were kinda curious as to how he would react to being told no (for once in his life). After he had his fill, the only sounds in the room were his occasional hiccups as he lay next to you, content. Reaching over to him, you ran your fingers through his dark curls, thinking about how pretty he was when his mouth wasn’t ruining everything.

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[lloydfrontera]

Spoilers for the end of the webnovel

God i still feel a little bitter on how it's never properly adressed how Javier told Lloyd he knew the situation of him not really being Lloyd bc like did he tell him??? When he came knocking on KSH's door did they chat for a while, hang out before coming back??? I need ANSWERRS like you cannot tell me Javier didn't want to gatekeep him a little, especially after knowing how Alicia feels for Lloyd

dude i know. i Know.

i understand why the author decided not to write it out, but that doesn't mean i have to like it lmao

it's just!!! i wanted to see it so bad!! this was what the entire novel was leading to, this was the cathartic moment we've been waiting for the whole time, this was the conversation that was pending from the very beginning,,, and they skipped it!!

it was a good scene but don't misunderstand me!

suho crying in his goshiwon, grieving the life and loved ones he left behind, completely devastated about going back to his horrible life only for javier to come knocking at his door, a teary smile on his face saying how much he'd missed him? dear god i think i'm having an aneurysm all over again where was i again-

oh yeah, great scene, i wouldn't actually change anything about it.

BUT WHY DIDN'T THE NEXT CHAPTER COVER THEIR CONVERSATION???

like??? hello?? this was the most important moment of the whole novel??? of the entire plot?? javier and lloyd/suho?? finally seeing each other face to face, no lies, no misunderstandings, just them together for the first time since they know each other??

and you decide to skip it?!?!?!

there were so many things they needed to talk about! about javier knowing who lloyd was for so long! about lloyd never telling javier the choice was between his or javier's life! about, i don't know, LLOYD DYING BECAUSE HE COULDN'T BEAR TO LIVE WITHOUT JAVIER? MAYBE???

y'know lloyd was a mess that entire conversation, just sobbing his heart out because he thought he'd never see any of them again, he'd lost all hope of being happy ever again, and then here's javier at this doorstep, telling him he'd missed him so much and that he was there to take him home, after probably annoying a whole ass dragon in order to cross universes just to get to him,,, like man, how do you even react to that beyond crying rivers of tears

and javier. Javier is just. staring. drinking in the sight of the person he swore to protect and failed and who died in front of his eyes and is now here, in front of him, crying yes but breathing and wonderfully alive. and he looks different, it's not the face he's used to, not the voice he's listened to as he fell asleep for years now, but it's lloyd, it's his lloyd and he's alive and javier would take him in any shape or form he could come in as long as he came back home with him.

it's like the mastodons incident but a thousand times worse and javier grabs lloyd's hand because he's afraid he'll vanish at any moment, that he'll look away and lloyd will be gone again, gone somewhere javier can't reach him once more.

and this time lloyd grabs back because he's afraid he's dreaming, that he finally cracked and his mind is playing tricks on him because it can't deal with the pain of having lost everything again. but javier's hand is solid and firm and real and it doesn't take away all the fear, but it does settle it a bit.

and they talk yes, there's so much to say, so many questions to ask and they're both trying to pretend they're not aching to grab the other and run back to the frontera estate, lloyd because he can't stand to be one second more in the place he spent so much time alone and hurt and tired and scared and javier because he doesn't trust this place that hurt his master so badly he can still see the open wounds even as lloyd pretended to be a whole another person and he just wants to take lloyd to a place javier knows and trusts and can keep him safe in (even though, a bitter part of his mind says, he hasn't done that great of a job to this point)

when they finally do leave, they can't do it quickly enough

but!! you're so right about javier wanting to gatekeep lloyd for a bit after getting him back, i can totally see him just,,, taking a bit longer than absolutely necessary to get them home, wanting to bask on lloyd's presense just a little bit longer, wanting to be alone with him just one more moment before sharing him with the rest of the world because he knows it's very unlikely they'll get another quiet moment just the two of them once everyone else knows lloyd is alive.

and lloyd lets him because he's both very nervous about finally talking to his parents with no pretenses nor lies between them (which,,, that conversation deserves its own post tbh) and because he also just wants to be with javier for a bit longer. marvel in the fact that they're both alive, that they're both ok, that neither of them has to die anymore. that things will maybe be alright now.

that maybe, just maybe, he can have his happy ending too.

it's maybe the happiest he's ever been in his entire life.

#hey i got an ask #lunacurse #LISTEN I HAVE FEELINGS ABOUT THEM #SO MANY #this got very long but i had so much to say i'm sorry i couldn't help it :( #they make me go a little insane #BK MOON ANSWER FOR YOUR CRIMES WHY DIDNT YOU GIVE US THEIR CONVERSATION #the greatest estate developer spoilers #the greatest estate developer #lloyd frontera #llojavi #long post #javier asrahan #tged

[cynnabunnie]

Fineeee I GUESS I'll be a good friend and ask something

Venus's relationships with other utmv characters? :0 like the most important ones?? You can also be silly and put ocs in there tooo

TEEHEE, THANK YOU, HAKUUUU ❤️

Venus actually has a decently important role as The Oracle of the Multiverse, which sounds crazy, but there's lore.

She has the ability to hear everything in the multiverse through her antenna (kind of like a radio signal), this includes future events!! But she can only hear, she can't see.

She only discovered this ability when she was pulled out of her AU, since it's not an ability she's actually born with, it's just her antenna picking up on everything around her.

She does have important relationships with some of the other characters, so lemme give a run down!!

Ink

Ink was actually Venus' first real friend when her AU was destroyed. Her hearing allowed her to hear him all the way in the Doodlesphere, and as someone who was new to the concept of the multiverse (and with scary new hearing abilities), she assumed he was a safe presence.

Ink actually also enjoyed her company as well, he used to draw her a lot, and her hearing abilities were considered helpful to him. However, after so long of being with him in the Doodlesphere, he noticed she wasn't really thriving in the ways he knew she could, so he ended up putting her in the company of someone else. That would be Fresh.

Their friendship is super strained because she misunderstood his true intentions, but they are mostly friendly, and she does cooperate with him when he needs her omni-hearing.

Error

Venus considers him her other coworker alongside Ink. She finds herself between the two on many occasions, but doesn't seem to mind. She actually does find Error pleasant, but they still struggle to actually get along because of their lack of an energy match.

Thanks to being between Ink and Error, Venus had to make a Vow of Neutrality, promising that she would not withhold oracle information from either of them, and they would get the same information. This vow is broken when Ink breaks his truce with Error, and Venus sides with the latter instead.

They get along on the occasion, but she mostly find him to be a fun target for teasing and irriating. When he destroyed those AU's, she was very much angrier with Ink than him.

Fresh

Fresh is pretty much Venus' best friend, and the only person that knows almost everything about her.. aside from Hatter. (More on him another time!!) They're an iconic duo in the Multiverse, almost never being found separated from each other.. unless they're doing their own thing, obviously. Otherwise, they're practically attached at the hip.

They're pretty much a major headache to anybody that has the fortune of being within 30 feet of them. They have an almost perfect energy match and no idea what a volume button is, so they're loud!! Venus has known Fresh since what feels like eons, even managing to escape becoming a potential vessel.. for a bargain, of course.

Cross

This one was actually pretty complicated to get an idea for because I know she didn't like him at first. Venus thought he was a problem thanks to the X-Event and the chaos that followed, however her mind changes.

She realizes that she needs to separate her anger towards Ink's broken promises and recognize that Cross was genuinely going through a lot of internal problems. Some that even she could relate to.

She definitely attempted to speak to him while he was in the Omega Timeline, since she was already there to comfort the poor anomalies that already lost their lives or homes.

Dream

Venus doesn't typically work with Dream, but seeing as they're both emotion based, they probably team up occasionally. Especially where Venus' powers involve emotional projection, she's able to help increase the flow of positive energy to give him a decent boost.

They're friends at best, often having similar opinions on things and even similar ideals!!

Nightmare

Venus has her ears on this guy for sure. In fact, she uses her emotional abilities in The Hub (more lore on that later) to help others get rid of their negative feelings. She wants to ensure that he has trouble causing or bringing harm to anyone under the influence of their own feelings. Unfortunately, she isn't always successful.

Rue

@rainyecho 's OC

Venus actually does like Rue a lot, she considers them a good friend despite the fact that they hang around Error all the time.. but she knows better than to let that dictate her opinions on people!!

She finds them pretty odd, seeing as they're a virus, but she's no better for hanging out with the parasite, so she pushes that aside. As long as Rue doesn't become a real threat towards Venus, she believes they're totally great best friends.. or something.

Null

@hakunakii 's OC

Venus is familiar with Null as the Multiverse's form of transportation, but they don't cross paths often enough to chat all the time. Regardless, in the few times they have stopped to chat, Venus has found them rather pleasant, but confusing. She feels like they have a potential energy match, but she's not too sure.. they seem odd. But once again, she's never let that prevent her from making a friend!! Perhaps she'll have to invite them around so she can get to know them better.

Void

@demifinnyfib 's OC

Venus thinks Void is pretty silly and.. also pretty stupid, but that doesn't mean she doesn't like their company!! She pities them, actually, considering they lost their memories. She believes it's depressing for forget who you are and who you came from, but Void seems so shockingly nonchalant about it. She just can't wrap her head around them. She's very fond of them, even if she feels bad for poor Goldie's loss.

Golden Guard!Sans

@demifinnyfib 's OC

Venus comforted Goldie when he first came to the Omega Timeline with the belief that his friend was dead. She thought it was such a heavy burden for him to have to carry all on his own, especially after finding out that his friend no longer had their memories.

Her heart aches for his situation, but she chooses not to get involved. Only offering her comfort when it's necessary, and sometimes even a piece of advice for him. She's fond of him, but lately his uptight nature has made him the punchline of many of her teasing remarks.

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That's pretty much the gist of it!!

If there are any more questions, just ask!! It's super fun to answer questions and I definitely have the time to!!

And please lemme know if I missed anyone that you guys are curious about!!

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