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barbiiecams · 25 days
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arguments with toxic!rafe when you’re just as toxic as him.. he’s humbling you rq 😭.
all day he was experiencing the silent treatment. as much as it was your fault, you were still pissed. he failed to pick you up from a party last night and completely left you stranded until you ultimately decided to just get an uber. when you were blowing up his phone, he ignored you each and every time. shit, he probably even blocked you at one point.
now, he’s sitting here all in your face telling you how childish and self centered you are. as if that’s not one of the reasons he’s so obsessed with you.
“rafe get out of my face.” you warned, pushing his head with your hand.
“no. you always wanna start this shit for no reason then act innocent.” he responded as he followed you up to the bedroom.
ignoring his words again, you attempted to make it into the room by yourself and lock him out. but to your inconvenience, he was right up your ass.
you didn’t even have the chance to reach for the door behind you because he pushed you inside the room, walked in, then locked both of you inside.
“who the fuck you think you are pushing me?” you turned around real quick to push him right back.
it’s no use, you could try it all you wanted but he was too sturdy and too big to even nudge a little.
he lets out some air from his nose, and brushes his hand over his face. “we’re gonna talk this out. you understand?”
he points a finger in your face while he talks. usually this would piss you off, but right now you could see he was desperately trying with you.
“fine.” you agreed then went to sit on the bed. he sat down next to you and wasted no time talking.
“the attitude changes and accusations have to stop. you know why i didn’t come to pick you up last night.” he starts.
“actually i don’t-”
“im not done speaking.” he cuts you off. you gave him a look that said ‘boy watch yourself’ but he very much ignored it and continued.
“you know how much i love you? how much i worry about your safety? i didn’t even want you to go last night. matter of fact i told you not to.”
it seemed like you heard the same stuff each argument, but he knew none of it ever stuck. he was determined to get you to listen tonight.
“what did i say before you left?”
“to be ready by 10.” you said in a quiet, almost embarrassed voice because you knew you were the one wrong this time. would you admit that? hell no.
“exactly. but you wanted to have your little outbursts and argue with me and tell me i was being too controlling. and obviously you need that structure. right?”
you nod but you still weren’t about to give up that easily.
“okay but-”
“but nothing. i told you i’d be doing business with barry after the fact.”
“any other boyfriend would’ve stopped and came!” you tried with him.
all he did was scoff, “so that i don’t have any money, and then you would cry everyday since you don’t have the newest bag in stores? real funny. i’ll save myself the headache.”
you couldn’t argue with him because he was most definitely right. being you, it was still gonna take you another hour or so to apologize. or, he could force it out.
“whatever.” you said while getting up to go start your nightly routine. you didn’t make it very far because rafe was quick to grab your arm.
“not so fast. what do you say?” you stood there for a second just looking at him.
“hello? i know you’re not mute all of a sudden.” he smirks at you being straight hardheaded. it would piss another man off, but he found it amusing with you. and he wouldn’t trade it either.
“i’m not apologizing.” you finally said. you were hoping for the right response to this, and he didn’t disappoint.
“no? well i guess that means you’re gonna have to get it fucked out of you.” he shrugs, then quickly lifting you up and onto the bed. before you knew it, your panties were off and he was already starting with the hickeys on your neck.
smiling at how fast things were going, you still wondered when he would realize why you loved to pick arguments so much.
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yrlocalghost · 5 months
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bearing the weight of your father's sins or something. whatever
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nonpoppie · 1 year
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played the space train anime game . guess who i fixated on
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wardingshout · 4 months
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Redraw for Day 1 of SpeSilverWeek... vol 25 shenanigans my beloved...
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mitsies · 1 year
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-;. friendly competition ; michael kaiser > kaiser thinks he could treat you better.
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outside of his sport, michael kaiser doesn't imagine himself as too self-centered- although, he can't help but think that he'd be a really, really good boyfriend to you.
he'd treat you right, the way you deserve to be treated. he thinks about it a little too much- about how he'd put his hands on your waist when he kissed you, about the gifts he'd buy you- he's considered it all.
during his stay in japan, his lack of knowledge of the language has proved to be incredibly inconvenient. so he was matched with you, a local student with a passion for teaching, to tutor him in japanese.
it's a little embarrassing, frankly, to be so infatuated with someone who doesn't even spare him a second glance, but he thinks he makes it work. and he wholeheartedly believes that you would work, too, together as a couple. you're gorgeous, and he tells you this. he means it every time.
kaiser has never lied to you, not once, especially not when he says you're the prettiest thing he's ever seen. you never seem to buy it, though, always brushing him off without a second thought.
and he might be impatient, kind-of-shitty, insufferable, and a little too egotistical, but he thinks that he really could have a chance. you look at him starry-eyed and he's grown familiar with how your skin burns under his too-long-to-be-friendly touches.
he thinks he has a chance, that is, until he sees your instagram story one day after practice. he's in the locker rooms with alexis ness, chest still heavy and heaving and towel still around his barren neck when he clicks the notification stating that you've posted on your story.
and boy, was that a mistake, because now kaiser is positively seething, gripping his phone so hard it might smash into glass shards within his grasp.
because there you are, giggling and happy like a radiant flower, arms wrapped around someone else's neck. their face is cut off, and he can't make out who they are but it doesn't really matter because they don't deserve you.
you're too pretty to be hanging off someone else's arm. you're too funny to be laughing at anyone else's jokes. you're too good to be with anyone but him.
kaiser glares at his phone, ignoring ness' questions of 'what's wrong,' and 'why do you look like you're going to pass out.' he opts to shove the phone in his friend's face with a belligerent scowl, pressing his hand to the bridge of his nose.
ness 'ohs' and his face contorts as he tries to concoct a reasonable explanation as to why he shouldn't be too disheartened. "maybe.. it's not, like, a thing yet?"
and kaiser latches onto that. yes, ness is right- if you were with someone else, he'd know! you were friends with isagi, and isagi was... acquainted with kaiser. he'd be aware if you were dating someone.
and it's not a good trait to have- he's aware, fully aware- but kaiser doesn't know what he'd do if someone else had you.
so, he shoots you a text.
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kaiser hey u doing anything tn?
you uhh no i think i should be free! what's up?
kaiser just wanted to see u wanna come to the library?
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the library a train ride away from the blue lock facilities is the one he typically meets you at. it feels sacred now, some kind of holy ground, because he thinks of you when he thinks of it.
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you oh how romantic bet u take all the girls there
kaiser just the ones i really like does 4 work? ill bring that drink you like
you how thoughtful
kaiser only for you
you see u at 4 then!
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he shouldn't feel so smug but he can't help it as he looks up the next train to leave.
when he shows up to the library, you're already there in your usual spot. it's mostly empty save for the occasional university student passed out over their computer.
you twirl a pencil around with your fingers, humming something softly. the lights are mostly dimmed, and your figure is hardly illuminated in the ambiance of your computer's screen.
you have a familiar notebook, and it dawns on kaiser that you don't realize he's not here to study today.
"kaiser," you greet him with a warm smile as he slides into the seat next to yours. "hey. how've you been?"
"better now that i've seen you." he knows he's stupid, he knows he's cheesy, he knows he's embarrassing, but you laugh so he doesn't really care.
"smooth. you need to be put on a leash or something."
he laughs softly before relaxing his arms across the table, tipping his head to look up at you. he studies your lips and thinks about how pretty they'd look against his.
you start going on about something he can't really understand, and he just sits and stares a little until you gauge that he's not listening.
"am i going to fast?" you worry even faster, and kaiser knows exactly what he's doing when he sits up straight and reaches his hand to brush a stray lock of hair from your face. his hand finds its way to your chin in a way that it's fluttered before but never stayed.
"no, you're fine," he smiles, "more than fine."
your breath is hot on his thumb and he pulls it away, relishing the bashful expression on your face.
"let's.. start from here."
he's again only half listening, this time clocking how you fumble over your own words like a baby deer learning to walk. he notices the furtive glances that you try to sneak over at him when you think he's not paying attention.
when you take a sip of the drink that kaiser's brought, an imprint of lipgloss is left stamped on the straw, and kaiser can't help himself because he thinks that shade might look pretty cute on him, too.
"you know," he says as you're rewinding and preparing yourself to speak again, "you look really nice today."
he means it, too. the sweater you wear matches your eyes and your hair is mussed in a way that makes you look so welcoming. he wants to touch your hair, so he does.
you purse your lips. "thank you."
"i mean it."
"oh. thanks."
his brows furrow. "you don't believe me."
your nose crinkles. "i do!"
"you don't."
you roll your eyes and prop your head up with your hands, elbows on your desk. "this conversation feels incredibly pointless."
his hand is on your knee and you try not to trip over your words. he smiles, though, and you know he's seen through your facade.
"i'm getting to the point. just be patient."
"hurry up so i can keep being smarter than you." you wave the pen you're holding in his face and he snags it with his free hand, dropping it on the table.
"you're making me want to take longer, y'know," kaiser laughs. you faux-scowl. "and you can't really say you're being smarter than me when you still haven't noticed."
a heat scalds your face. you open your mouth to ask 'what' but you already know, and kaiser's lips crash against yours. it's graceless, your kiss, all teeth, but he smiles when you kiss him back. when he pulls away for a breath, his lips are tinged the same color as yours.
you blink. "what?"
and kaiser laughs. a real, happy laugh, the one you're so familiar with. it makes your heart thunder in your chest like a bird fighting its cage.
"let me do that all the time," he says. he's not sure he can manage to say what he means, to put the words 'i like you' out into the world but he thinks you get the gist of it because you're hot-faced and dizzy as you hover close to him again.
"i didn't think you wanted to."
kaiser narrows his eyes. "i've been flirting with you since i met you."
"you're kind of.. just like that."
"serious?"
"yeah. kinda."
"shit."
"mhm."
"at least it worked."
you smack his shoulder gently and he lets his weight drop into your side. his body fits against yours like it was made for you.
"what made you decide to tell me now?"
and kaiser stills. he's a little embarrassed. you catch on to his silence though, and your eyes widen: "no way. wait."
rushing to open your phone, you pull up your instagram account. "my story?"
"of course not. who do you think i am?"
and it's your turn to laugh. "kaiser, that's my sibling."
"oh."
"'oh.' yeah."
"it's not entirely my fault-"
"give me a break," you sigh like you hate him but there's a smile on your face. "you owe me another tea."
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celelfstial · 1 year
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heh… wings am I right?
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bunmuffin · 1 year
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Why is Security-San afraid of puppets/clowns?
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He’s doing a lot better but the fear will always linger
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metahigh · 1 year
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Paz, holding the talking hammer: Din Djarin? The idiot who compromised our prev covert? Who adopted thee smallest foundling in existence? The Ex-Apostate? You all know I hate that guy. Want to stomp him into the earth every time i see his stupid face. I gag when i talk to him. But he did kinda save my cool normal sized kid and i too want better daycare for him so. Ok. I'm gonna say it........ He has a point. Let's fuck'em up, bitches, or is this not the way?!
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lyney-s-bitch · 20 days
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two great minds came together and came up with this request: neuvilette as a priest (see the genshin halloween art) x female goth!reader that seduces him 🤭 MAKE IT UNHOLYYYYYY
yeahhh I’ve been procrastinating this for quite a while LMAO, but I didn’t wanna leave you guys hanging - so just take it and run with it😀🏃🏻‍♀️‍➡️
also I’m rusty af and had no ✨imagination✨ here don’t @ me
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Priest!Neuvillette x (fem) Goth!Reader || vaguely 18+
• Neuvillette certainly was the type to be drawn to innocence and purity, absolutely nothing dark or sinful, God forbid
• frankly, when you first came to his church, he had to overthink his entire existence
• part of him had hoped for you to come back soon, and the other part had hoped to never see you again so he wouldn’t be forced to go down that rabbit hole
• but you didn’t do him that favor, I mean how could you? there’s no way you’d be able to resist this gorgeous man regularly preaching his faith to the "sinners"
• everything about him made you want to ruin the respectably imposing yet incredibly gentle man, made you want to see him lose all of his composure just for you
• you knew he was certainly no stranger to tears, albeit silent ones, but whenever you looked at him, you couldn’t help craving to hear him cry out for you, for your touch and care
• he instilled the strong desire in you to make him forget all about his God - you were determined to be the only thing plaguing his mind from now on
• Neuvillette wasn’t actively practicing celibacy, he merely had other things on his mind rather than such impure things… well, up until now
• and when you showed up one night in order to confess your unholy attraction to him?? it was as if a long-corroded dam inside of him had broken, and every fiber of his being felt like it had suddenly been enlightened in the most obscure way possible, thoughts of him doing… things to you flooding his mind like an unstoppable cascade
• he couldn’t help but wonder… what would your soft skin feel like under the touch of his hands? what would you taste like, sound like? what would you look like, all disheveled beneath him?
• yet the sane and rational parts of his mind hindered him from actually acting upon these thoughts himself - he wouldn’t allow himself to act against his strong sense of responsibility
• but what would happen if you were to push his buttons just right…?
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…he might just indulge you in a moment of weakness, allowing himself to be greedy and for you to corrupt him just this once
…he might allow you to slide your sinfully sharp nails beneath his robe, run them along his skin in a gentle, yet undoubtedly demanding manner
…he might let you hear his soft noises of enjoyment whenever you‘d get near a particularly sensitive area, whenever you’d bury your hands in his silky hair and tug on it ever so slightly to make sure you still had his full, undivided attention
…he might touch you in all the places you’ve been craving him, carefully and meticulously following your instructions and letting you guide him through the entire process in order to please you to the best of his abilities
…he might tentatively run his tongue along your most sensitive spots, in a hesitant yet exhilarated manner, his every movement getting more daring with every sweet noise of pleasure he’d be able to draw from your lips
…he might not let up until he would be satisfied, which would only be the case when he’d be certain you were absolutely spent and could not bear another touch
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• …or he might not.
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dirtbagdefender · 1 year
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the evolution of derek hale's fangs throughout the years
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random-lil-illing · 2 months
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im back from my unplanned absence, and i bring back more player art bc they're my favourite character ever.
i spent entirely way too long on this screenshot redraw, and i didn't even get around to redrawing carmen's laptop :( ah well, maybe next time.
i spent an hour on tiny lil details taht no one's going to pay any attention to 😭 atleast i had fun doing them :)
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stillthesunkenstars · 2 months
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to groom or not to groom…. that’s the quastion .
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soldier-poet-king · 4 months
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I once again have a sore throat and fatigue and I am once again like is this genuine illness or is this the fun 24-36 hr game my body has started to play without warning on and off since I had covid
Like there is Definitely Something Wrong given the recurring frequency but doctors just ???? Bc it never lasts and rarely manifests into smthn more serious
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eegnm · 9 months
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I've binged workaholics. Guess who my favorite character is.
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postnoctem · 4 months
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sometimes teenagers will be annoying, sometimes even incredibly so, and yes that's irritating and all but it also gives me such a deep appreciation for all those adults that treated me kindly and with patience when I was an annoying as fuck 16-year-old like. it's been a while but god fucking bless and thank you
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jasontoddssuper · 10 months
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Makes perfect sense that all the Miles/Gwen shippers i've met have also been Percy/Annabeth shippers.Mid recognizes mid
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