#if you see all the mistakes in this shh no you don't

[emkini]

You are not passing their vibe check 

[ID: An illustration of Zuko and Azula from Avatar, roughly a few years older than their canon ages, sitting at a table. Azula sits properly, facing the viewer with a mischievous expression on her face. One hand rests on the table, while the other is held up so she can rest her chin on it. Zuko sits next to and slightly behind her on top of the table. He is in side profile, looking at the viewer with a very Zuko-typical irritability. One hand rests on the table, the other is out of view. Both siblings are dressed in ornately patterned robes. In the background are two golden pillars, with a wall behind them decorated in dragon-like patterns.]

#atla #avatar the last airbender #zuko #azula #fire siblings #atla fanart #if you see all the mistakes in this shh no you don't #I'm tired as fuck let me be #em draws #this isn't explicitly canon but like. it's not necessarily au either #idk it's just the result of various vibes I've been having #id under the cut

[theabyssgazesalsointoyou]

21. "Sometimes, being a complete nerd comes in handy."

I can see Jake being a loveable dork now (or whoever!)

Here are 3 things about Jake Dillinger:

He's a hopeless romantic. He denies it, of course, but in what world is someone who calls his boyfriend 'darling' and 'sweetheart' and gets him flowers unprompted not a hopeless romantic?

He's a genius. Everyone knows that he's a straight As student, the president of the model UN and more, but it doesn't end there: notably, he speaks a frankly ridiculous number of languages.

But he's a bit scatterbrained when it comes to the smallest things. For instance: he has a habit of scribbling whatever's on his mind on random pieces of paper and leaving them strewn around.

To be more specific- these are 3 of the many, many things about Jake Dillinger that stand out to Rich Goranski as he sits cross-legged on his bed, trying to make sense of Jake's biology notes.

As much as Rich hates to admit it, he's lagging behind in class. Not because he relied on his squip for schoolwork, no. He never needed much help with that. It is, however, incredibly disorientating to have something that took up a significant portion of his mind suddenly removed. He always feels hazy, a consequence of the deafening silence of his brain and lack of electric currents puppeteering his body. With freedom comes responsibility. Or something like that.

Bur there's an even bigger problem, and it's that he's become prone to visits to the nurse. The fire left him with damaged lungs and panic attacks to go hand-in-hand with. That's what happened during biology the previous day, and Rich is determined not to fail biology, out of all things, so he swallowed his pride and asked Jake if he could see his notes. ("Yes, Jake, I'm fine. No, seriously, don't worry. I said don't worry! And you didn't answer my question, can I see your notes or no?")

So here he is, carefully flipping through pages of organ systems and enzymes and cell cycles, making sure the writing doesn't get smudged. Jake reluctantly left him alone to study in peace but not without making him a cup of chamomile tea. Between the fragrance filling the room and the little doodles Jake made on the corner of page 92, the Calvin cycle is the last thing on Rich's mind.

Jake's personality bleeds through his handwriting. Orderly and angular, all caps but in somewhat small print, somehow appearing tidy even when obviously rushed, like the sloppy slant of the string of letters has a purpose to it. It switches between actual annotations related to the class (aquatic CAM plants: limited carbon in water), idle commentary (tired. maybe i should skip chess) and tiny drawings (that one's probably a bird. Emphasis on probably.)

Some of the comments are in different languages. Mostly Spanish- while Spanish isn't Rich's strong suit, he can make out one or two snarky jabs at the teacher's teaching method and more detailed rants about extracurriculars. It's a simple cryptogram, then, though Rich isn't sure how effective it's supposed to be- Spanish is a widely spoken language.

Others are in French. He skims over those. All he knows in French is Je ne parle pas français and Je suis désolé, basically. Then, to his surprise, his eyes land on a more familiar language.

Rich's first reaction is to laugh. Latin. It's so cliché of Jake to speak Latin, the picture-perfect image of a rich boy from a stupidly prestigious background. Of course, Jake would hate to hear that, and Rich's laughter dies down, a twinge of guilt filling his lungs along with the scent of chamomile. Besides, it's not fair of him to laugh when he too knows the language.

Oh, god. And there it is, the wave of embarrassment flooding over him, because why does Richard Goranski know Latin? That's on his nerdy middle-school self.

Well, nerdy is a misleading adjective. That evokes the image of a studious child with an unusual interest in the classics. Sure, Rich liked classics enough (and still does), but the reason he taught himself Latin was simply because it seemed cool. The ominous demon-summoning chanting in movies and shit was infinitely appealing during his edgy phase.

Cringing slightly, Rich shakes himself from the memories and focuses on the words again, not willing to dwell any longer on middle school himself. He squints at the letters- oh, wow, his Latin's really rusty- and when the strokes of ink finally rearrange themselves into readable text, his heart twists and turns, too.

Poetry. It's poetry.

Lyrics leap from the paper and sink into his skin, invisible tattoos that he will cherish forever. 'My love's and 'you complete me's and 'I love you's, promises of love for forever and long-winded proclamations of Rich's beauty that has his skin burning. He's almost tempted to look away but his eyes are already on the next line, and the next, and the next.

It's cheesy, excessively romantic, amateur and incomplete. The handwriting falters with uncertainty, ink from the ballpoint pen clotting unevenly on cheap paper and drying at the end of each stroke, and verses are cut off by diagrams of plant cells and monotonous descriptions. But to Rich it could be the most flawless masterpiece worthy of being framed in gold and preserved for millennia to come.

Rich's heart is still beating in his ears as he traces his fingertips along each letter, wanting to soak it in but afraid to taint it. Ink and tea churns in his chest and heart-shaped leaves dance in his vision. He's only vaguely aware of the grin on his face, giddy with the discovery of this hidden side of Jake, seen only through  flowery Latin on the margins of a biology textbook.

Sometimes, being a complete nerd comes in handy.

#orca answers #leave it to me to turn everything into richjake #idk what you learn in high school bio in the states. don't @ me. we cover this in high school here. #plus i didn't proofread or edit at all so if you see mistakes shh #but this was really fun!! thanks for the ask #bmc #be more chill #richjake #rich goranski #jake dillinger #the abyss writes back to you

[cyberjam]

ATSV HEADCANON: the spiders as yanderes . . . ☆

warnings - usual yandere themes, use of (bug) pet names like ladybug, no use of y/n or reader, stalking, manipulation, paranoia, a hint of kidnapping, a suggestion of stockholm syndrome, not proof read etc...

word count - 814

i was sleep-deprived while writing this request, so i apologize for any errors or mistakes, enjoy :)

main masterlist <33

MILES - the delusional yandere.

Miles would be so deeply in-love with you that there wasn't much you could possibly do to get him away from you. You could kick and scream at the top of your lungs and he'd just laugh to himself thinking you wanted to play fight. He would go to the ends of the earth for you and he assumes you would do the same for him as well. You could tell him how much you hated his guts and he'd simply take it as you being a bit cranky and in need of a nap. There wasn't a single thing in this world that could make him think you hated him, and once you found out he was Spider-man, that tiny bit of assurance that you were safe was completely washed away and you no-longer felt secure in the city that was supposedly protected.

"you're shaking, bug..don't worry your friendly neighborhood spider-man is here."

GWEN - the overprotective yandere.

You were just a sweet quiet kid. You sat in the back of the class, constantly in your own world. You didn't disturb anyone, always got your work done, and simply just tried to make yourself invisible to the best of your abilities. But It didn't take long for gwen to take notice of you. (you did share multiple classes together..) gwen took pity on you for some time, you were so quiet and innocent...so weak. How could someone like you survive in this world without her? It didn't take long for gwen to take on an aggressively protective role over you. She just knew deep down in her heart that people were gonna walk all over you and she had to be the one to stop them before they reached you. You don't need to be involved with the filth of the world, you need to be with her. So, once she takes you please don't be mad, she only wants what's best for you.

"i finally got you in my arms, ladybug..shh, don't worry i'm not doing this to hurt you, i just wanna protect you."

PAVITR - the clingy yandere.

Pavitr becomes so emotionally attached to you that he truly believes a second without you by his side would shatter him completely. It was rough for him in the beginning, not being able to hold you, smother you in kisses, and talk your ear off about his endless amounts of love for you. But once you two became well acquainted enough to his liking, he won't hold back at all. Pavitr will always be able to slip in his obsession with you in any conversation you two have, always going a bit overboard when he mentions how the reason he's able to live and be the best version of himself is because of your very existence. He gets overwhelmed when you're not close by, it worries him when he doesn't know what you're doing 24/7. What if you're talking to someone else? Laughing at someone else's joke? Surely whoever you're talking to isn't as amazing as Pavitr and If you can't see that he'll just have to show you.

"being away from you causes too much pain, jalebi...we were meant to be one."

HOBIE - the manipulative yandere.

Hobie will make you feel like you can't live without him. That you need him for absolutely everything, wether it be running to the store, picking out an outfit for the day, or even eating food on your own. He will break you emotionally until you're fully dependent on him and feel absolutely useless. He wants you to ask him for everything, he wants to hear the sweet sound of your voice calling his name for help, He needs to hear you say that you need him. Because you do, don't you?

" I don' know why you continue to fight my affection, darling. I'm the only one who's gonna love you the way you need to be loved. Why don't you get that? "

MIGUEL - the possessive yandere.

Miguel wants to be wanted by you. He wants you to be so dependent on him that the only words that ever slip past your lips are silent pleas for his help. He wants you to cling to him and whine at the absence of his presence. He wants you to be fully dependent on him. Any ounce of freedom you used to have before you met him is completely stripped away. Whenever he feels as if you're being independent or going about your day without acknowledging him, he gets extremely upset. You are his and his only so he will not hesitate to remove family and friends from your life if he has to, because in reality you don't really need anyone but him, right?

"tsk. this is why you should always come to me for help, it's what i'm here for, baby."

maybe i'll make a more descriptive one in the future, who knows...until then, send me some requests :)

likes, reblogs, and comments are always appreciated <33

#across the spiderverse #atsv hobie #spiderman atsv imagines #atsv x reader #hobie brown x reader #miles morales x reader #gwen x reader #miguel o hara x reader #across the spiderverse headcanons #across the spider verse x reader #pavitr x reader

[erwinsvow]

i can see the trio dangerously driving to or from a party. they’re speeding down the empty road, the new future album blasting from the speakers of topper’s jeep. kelce is up front, and reader and rafe are in the back. reader is a bit drunk and rafe is high out of his mind and can’t control his feelings for reader so he starts getting touchy with her, maybe trying to kiss her. since you’re just starting this au out, i’m curious to know how do you think reader would react and if she did kiss him back, how would topper and kelce react?

the last line of coke was a mistake—it made him lose the last bits of his self control. it was clear that he was way too high to drive, even though it seemed like rafe always drove clear-headed or not, so you were assigned babysitting duty in the back.

top was on a rager today, even worse than his usual ones. whenever him and sarah started fighting, he got like this, currently blasting some future song at the highest volume possible, speeding through the streets of kildare. you would be a little scared, except kelce is driving while topper nurses yet another beer in the passenger seat. you're deliciously drunk, still gone from the drinks you had at the party, not a care in the world except making sure rafe doesn't keel over in the back.

you mumble along the words to the song, pretty much engraved in your memory from how often it was played. you don't know how it happens, your fingers just find rafe's hair, brushing it out of his face while he talks to top and kelce in the front, amped up and loud, acting as crazy as you've ever seen him. you giggle, continuing your motions.

topper begins some rant about his girlfriend, or rather, his ex, while rafe locks eyes with you. it's hard to keep eye contact, looking away the second rafe shuts up and focuses on you completely. you're never shy around them but this might be the closest you've gotten.

you feel rafe's hands on your exposed thighs, your tiny skirt ridden up in the seat. his touch feels good, in your drunken state you don't think there's anything wrong with it. he's just being friendly, being touchy, being rafe. he strokes the soft skin of your legs, running his hands down to your ankles, while you shift around in the back. all it would take is one look from the boys in the front to see that something's going on back here.

"rafe, listen to top he's talkin-"

"shh," rafe says, noise completely overlooked by the others, nothing audible except the thump of the bass. he takes your face into his hand, leaning in close. "shut up for a second." he kisses you, briefly, barely, lips touching together and your eyes fluttering shut, when kelce slams on the brakes. the two of you fly apart, your heart thudding for an entirely different reason now.

"what the fuck, kelce, my brakes-" top starts.

"it was a deer, you idiot. you guys okay?" he turns to look at you and rafe in the back, your face flushed and rafe's hands still on your legs.

"fine," rafe mumbles. the four of you head back to tannyhill, you crashing on rafe's bed like always while top and kelce take the guest room down the ball. the two of you are out before you can bring it up, but rafe doesn't forget about it.

in the morning, you stretch, the oversized shirt of his you'd put on for the night riding up. rafe doesn't wait another minute.

"so, about last night. in the car." he looks at you, waiting for your response.

"oh, rafe, don't apologize. it's okay. we were both pretty gone."

"m'not apologizin', i-"

"and i mean, who hasn't been there once or twice-"

"once or twice?"

"and i kissed kelce that one time, so i guess-"

"you kissed kelce?" rafe looks at you like you've committed a crime.

"what? it was new years."

"where the hell was i?"

"i don't know, probably sucking some girl's face off. i was busy making out with kelce, remember?" you laugh, getting up and looking for your clothes. rafe lays back down on the bed, deciding he's never leaving you alone with kelce ever again.

#this was... incredibly incredibly fun to write. #you are an ANGEL For sending this prompt i could picture it so vividluy #i hope you love <333333 thank you so so much for engaging and liking it! #📮 asks #rafe cameron #rafe cameron x reader #kook trio reader

[pinejayy]

hi . i have a request

what if muzan wife had been reborn and he saw her by accident how would he reacts? . sorry for any mistakes English isn't my first language

sure thing!! I hope you enjoy this uwu

trigger warnings: mentions of death, a bit of yandere

here's part 2

I'll make you remember me (Muzan Kibustsuji x F!Reader)

It's been years since Muzan has lost you and it has broken him, he had lost you his wife. The Demon King truly missed you, he misses your smile and he misses how kind you were towards him. But everything was taking away from him after you were killed by some humans. They found out about your relationship with the Demon and since you were human it was just against their laws that a human and a demon could love each other. But he made sure to kill those humans who took you away.

But that was about 30 years ago, and Muzan has pushed those feelings down deep inside of him.

Tonight was a peaceful night, he was walking around the small village, as people were walking past him he couldn't help but growl to himself, he hated humans. He hated how they took you away from him. But the Demon needed a break from his work and the Upper Moons, they all get on his nerves. He just sighed to himself, as he was walking hearing the humans walk around and speak to each other but a voice caught his attention, it sounded like your voice. No that can't be right? You were long gone and 6 feet under.

"Fresh Noodles right here! Come buy them as their fresh!"

Yes that sounded like your voice, he decided to follow the voice, as he walked he seemed to be getting nervous. As he walked towards the voice he saw you? Standing by a small Noodle shop. You were smiling and waving at people walking by. Was it really you, Muzan walked towards you. Was this reincarnation? Did the universe send you back to him?

"Hello sir, would you like to buy some noodles." You say with a smile.

Muzan couldn't help but smile as he heard your voice and he just nodded. To which you just nodded, both of you walked into the shop. He looked around there was a few people. He sat down by a table that was away from everyone else.

"What can I get you today sir?"

He looked at you, it seemed like you don't remember him. "Y/N you don't remember me? It's me Muzan your husband." To which you looked at him confused.

"Oh I'm sorry sir, it seems like you have the wrong person." You say. "But would you like to hear about the specials today?"

Muzan looked at you, so you really don't remember him? He was heart broken. He just looked down. "Please Y/N...we were married. You were my wife...You were Mine." He hissed softly, looking at you. Muzan looked around the small shop and it seemed to be empty now. "You we're my Wife! They took you away from me!" He said. Standing up. He looked down at you. Seeing your eye color. They still looked beautiful.

" Oh sir...I don't know what you're talking about..Please leave now!" You say, taking a step back. And this just made Muzan even more upset. How dare you tell him to leave.

He looked at you one last time before leaving you alone at the shop. He was going to get you back and he was going to make you remember him and your past life.

After awhile, you were closing up for the night. Cleaning up everything, you sigh and thought about that odd man. He did seem familiar, and his voice you also recognized. But nothing came to mind. As you were getting ready to leave, you heard something behind you, and before you could turn around you felt a arm wrap around you. And a cold hand over your mouth, you tried to struggle. But whoever was holding you had a strong grip.

"Shh don't make this harder for me my queen."

Hearing the voice of the man from awhile ago. Struggling more, this made Muzan growl softly and he tighten his grip against you. "Stop moving Y/N." He said removing the hand he had over your mouth. and he started dragged a nail against your cheek.

"Please sir.." You started to cry out. "I don't know you."

He snarled and with that he turned you around so you were facing him. He grabbed your face quite harshly and forced you to look him in the eyes. "YES YOU DO, WHY CAN'T YOU REMEMBER ME Y/N! I LOVED YOU! YOU WERE TAKEN AWAY FROM ME!."

You whimper softly, and started to tear up. This made Muzan softly. He loosen his grip but didn't let you go. "I'm sorry my love, it's just been so many years without you and I deeply miss you."

You just stand there looking at the man's eyes. His pink oddly familiar eyes... "Please...let me go."

Muzan didn't want to force you out of here but if he has too then he will. He smirked, looking down at you. Placing a hand around your neck and bringing you closer to him, he placed his lips against yours. Oh how much he misses your lips.

You just stand there shocked, and of course you didn't return the kiss. Muzan pulled away and smiled at you.

"Don't worry my love, I'll make you remember me." He said and with a quick motion he hit you across the head. You fell to the floor. Out cold, Muzan just sighed and picked up your body and he threw you over his shoudler.

"You're going to remember me Y/N. I'll make sure of it."

#demon slayer muzan #muzan kibutsuji #muzan x reader #kny x reader #demon slayer

[darkbluekies]

King Edmund and Hedwig drabbles: running away but changing your mind and getting lost

Yandere!king & female!yandere x reader (female in Edmund’s case and gn in hedwigs)

I had a request similar to this like a year ago, but i deleted it because I couldn't come up with anything ... and now I have so ... that's annoying.

And this is probably the nicest Edmund has ever been. Weird.

BUT HEY I LOVE THE RELATIVES

Warnings: weapons, but actually pretty fluffy

King Edmund:

You had taken a horse and gone away into the forest. But here you are, sitting by a tree with the horse tied to a branch, hugging yourself and crying. What had you done? You finally realize how stupid you are. Why did you leave him? Why?

You're cold and lonely. Thieves are roaming the forest and you know that they would be delighted to find the queen all by herself. But you don't know the way home, and if you get up on your horse you risk going even further away. Staying in one place will be the best decision if you want to be found ... hopefully by the right people.

Suddenly, after what feels like (and probably have been) hours, you notice a sound.

"Y/N, your game is up."

Edmund!

You stand up and turn around, seeing him and his knights around you, their horses looking at you dumbly. The knights hold out their bayonets, but you don't care. You run over to Edmund, throwing yourself in his arms and crying ― crying in sorryness, in relief over being found by the right people, crying in fear and shame. Edmund's taken by surprise at first. He had been fully prepared to threaten you to get you to come back. Edmund's arms lock around you, securing your head into his shoulder.

"Lower your fucking weapons!" he tells the knights angrily. "Are you insane pointing them at us like that?!"

He turns to you, but before he has the chance to ask you how you're feeling of why you were so stupid to escape from him, you've already started rambling.

"I'm sorry, Edmund!" you sob. "I'm so sorry! I don't know why I did that! I regretted it immediatly, I promise! I wanted to go back but I-I lost my way and-" You can't finish your sentence, your breathe hitching with sobs.

"Shh, it's okay", he cooes, kissing your forehead. "You're back where you belong now, you're safe."

"I wanted to go back, I promise ... but I didn't know which way was the right one. I'm so sorry!"

You cry against his shoulder, hugging him tightly. Weirdly enough, you have never been happier to see someone that has hurt you. Edmund's your husband, you have accepted that. You hadn't realized that you had started to like him before now.

"It's okay, my dear", Edmund reassures you in a sweet, hushed tone and rests his head on top of yours, enjoying having you in his arms again. He rocks you back and forth gently, as if to coo you. "There's no need to cry, I'm here now. You will never have to worry when I'm here. You know that I will take care of everything."

His words are so comforting, so belieavable. You nod against his shoulder.

"Let's go home", he says. "You're cold."

He lifts you up on his white horse before cimbing up himself in front of you. You wrap your arms around his waist and hide your face into his warm back, crying even more. Why isn't he mad at you? You betrayed him. Edmund can't bring himself to be mad. You're genuinly sorry, he can't be mad at you for making a mistake ... a ridicolously stupid mistake, perhaps, but a mistake nonetheless. He needs to comfort you, not punish you.

"Make sure Y/N's horse comes with us", he says before riding off with you behind him.

Hedwig:

If you desperately had to fight with Hedwig about how controlling she is and storm off ... why did it have to be in a foreign country? You want to punch yourself for your idioticy. She's suffocating, yes, but you do love her ... somehow you still love her. And you want nothing more than to go back to her and have her hold you. How will you find her when you can't ask for directions back to her vacation house and can't trace your steps back. Why do European countries have to have such narrow, maze-like alleyways?!

You've found yourself on a bench in front of a cafe in the staking sun. You'll have to get up and look for the right way later, but your feet are probably bleeding.

"Y/N?!" you hear Hedwig's voice suddenly shriek. "Oh, my Gosh, Y/N!"

She runs over to the bench and you hurry to wrap your arms around her waist, hiding your face into her stomach. You can't help but sniffle in relief and sorry ... remembering how you left the house.

"I've been looking all over for you!" Hedwig pants. "I was so worried!"

"I'm sorry, Hedwig", you cry into her stomach. "For everything. I-"

She hugs your head closer and kisses the top of your head. "It's okay, I have forgiven you! "

She sits down on the bench next to you and cup your head into her hands. You sob.

"I'm just so happy to see you alive", she says in relief and brushed your sweaty hair out of your face. "But, dear, you're dehydrated! You'll pass out!"

She takes out a bottle of water from her handbag and feeds you half of it, before water starts to run down your chin.

"Why haven't you been drinking water?" she asks worriedly. "You could have passed out and who knows how dangerous that could have been?!"

"i didn't have any money", you say quietly. "I'm so sorry, I tried to find my way back, because I regret that I left ... but I couldn't ask for directions. I can't speak the language and I didn't have my phone and-"

"It's okay. I forgive you. But please don't do it again. It's dangerous. And I was so worried. My father was close to calling the cops and having them look for you."

"I'm sorry, Hedwig."

She hugs you, letting you rest your heavy head on her shoulder.

"It's okay", she reassures you. "I'm not mad at you. You know that I only want your best, right?"

You nod.

"You need to cool down", she says and stands up, holding out her hand to you. "Let's go get you some ice cream."

"My feet hurt really bad", you mumble.

"I will buy you new shoes too, and bandage and everything you need. Will you come with me? Please?"

You sigh and take her hand. Hedwig is the most confusing person you know, because how can she be so horrible, yet so magical?

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere imagines #yandere drabbles #yandere oc x you #yandere oc x reader #yandere fics #yandere stories #yandere king #female yandere

[aestheticpluto]

𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒? ❝Yandere Harry Potter❞

T.W :- None [I guess] Summery :- He is such an idiot...an idiot that is now obsessed with you [Forgive me for any mistakes]

''Oh look what do we have here?'' you said entering the potion class which was almost empty expect the golden trio who were studying ''Go away L/n'' Ron hissed while Hermione glared at you ''Don't you have anything better to do?'' Hermione said with a cold look ''Not better than this'' you replied sitting near their desk but not too close ''I like seeing this dirtbag struggle'' you mocked with an artificial smile ''Language'' Hermione hissed ''Let it be'' Harry sighed glancing up from his book ''They won't give up'' His eyes met with yours but you fail to notice light pink blush on Harry's face ''Tch'' you rolled your eyes and walked out of the classroom ''What's wrong with him'' you mumble to yourself slowly noticing his lack of response.

you've always been envious of favoritism towards harry and since your parents were also Gryffindors so you being Slytherin didn't sit right with them, they always compare you to THE Harry Potter which you despise from the bottom of your heart.

''L/n'' A familiar voice echoed in the empty Slytherin common room ''Hmm?'' you looked up and saw Harry ''What Dirtbag?'' you asked with a mocking smile ''What did I ever do to you?'' his question made you paused a bit ''Nothing.'' you replied with a grin and went back to your work ''No, You're lying'' you sighed thinking why is he acting like this ''Do you hate me?'' he added with his hand reached for yours and snatching the quill from your hand ''Potter!?'' you glanced at him and saw him with a serious expression, standing up from the seat you glared at him and decided to say whatever you've been keeping inside you ''Yes I do hate you and that hate is more than you could ever imagine'' you took a deep breathe ''Why?'' He moved closer ''Your- Your'' you shuttered trying find the right words ''You're literally everyone's favorite you'll never know the feeling of being someone's shadow and it's all because of your stupid scar, do you even know how is it feel to be always left out?'' you blurted out without thinking much ''So it's because of lack of love?'' he asked his hand rested on your shoulder ''What?'' you asked looking at him with a puzzle look ''Love?'' you added ''Oh I'm so sorry'' he pulled you in hug, you struggled and try to get away but that didn't work in fact it only made his grip stronger ''Potter-'' ''Harry. you can call me harry'' he corrected ''No it's not that-'' you tried to explain ''Shh everything will be okay and from now I'll give you all the love and attention you need'' he caressed your hair

''Harry-?'' Hermione entered the room and was more than shook ''Bloody Hell'' Ron followed mumbling ''Mate?'' Ron asked seeing his Best-friend and His enemy Hugging? ''Oh uh-'' you finally pushed Harry aside and cleared your throat ''Don't think anything gross Weasley'' you said fixing your uniform ''Care to explain'' Hermione  asked walking up to you and Harry ''Go back to your dorms'' you instructed ''Besides you shouldn't stay in Slytherin's common room for too long'' you added picking up your stuff and preparing to leave ''See you at breakfast tomorrow dearest'' Harry chirped ''Tch. This guy is really out of his mind'' you whispered to yourself and went towards your dorm.

''Bloody Hell'' Ron and Hermione glanced at each other then looked at Harry ''What? I'm trying to help.'' Harry replied with a small smile- gosh he is such an idiot...an idiot that is now obsessed with you

#yandere blog #yandere x reader #soft yandere #tw yandere #yandere oneshot #yandere imagines #yandere #yandere male #yandere x darling #yandere x you #harry potter #yandere harry potter #harry potter x you #harry potter x y/n #harry potter x reader #yandere harry potter imagines #fypツ #yandere insert #yandere scenarios

[creativepromptsforwriting]

Drabble List #9

75 prompts to write drabbles or longer stories.

"This is just pointless."

"Fine, I'll just do it myself."

"Don't make me jealous."

"Want to watch a movie with me?"

"Much ado about nothing, right?"

"Keep me in your memories."

"I will miss you, I guess."

"Wow. You're phenomenal!"

"That is actually not comforting to hear."

"I want to show you what I can do."

"You guys are toxic for each other."

"Let's live in a cottage far away from everyone."

"Can you please just shut up for once?"

"I would rather not talk about it."

"No worry, you weren't that obvious."

"Do you want me to hit you?"

"I should really stop being a coward."

"Who did you ask?"

"Let's go on a walk."

"You're the one in control here."

"It's enough for now."

"Single, definitely not ready to mingle."

"Could you please repeat that?"

"I've got a very important question for you."

"We're all getting older."

"Did you drink anything today?"

"Not a single thought was put into this."

"Don't be so pessimistic."

"I think we've done all we can."

"Let's call the number and see who answers."

"Well, what's plan B?"

"A funny story actually..."

"I'm officially out of ideas."

"What a mess you made."

"You will not believe it!"

"I feel like I already lost."

"Care to explain all of this?"

"But I didn't do anything!"

"How can I help you today?"

"Please, get away from there."

"No, you didn't connect anything."

"Yeah, I'm okay, thank you."

"Don't shh me!"

"Hey, a little help please?"

"It's a sad sad world."

"Oh no, we're not going there!"

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"

"Can you please call my mom?"

"If you want to be an idiot, be an idiot."

"That's how it's going to be, I'm afraid."

"Why do you need my approval?"

"Check mate, my mate!"

"I'm not going to jail for this."

"Such a sweet, innocent angel."

"Don't risk your life for me."

"Oh, I like a challenge."

"Not bad, but also not very good."

"Fine, I'll play along."

"It's not in my job description."

"A good question that I don't want to answer."

"Not going to say, 'cause I ain't a snitch."

"Stop this nonsense right now!"

"Think about me however you want."

"I'm not leaving so get used to me."

"Oh, the consequences for bad decisions."

"Just saying, but I'm much better for you."

"How are you holding up?"

"All the love to you, my man."

"Not my fault at all."

"I may have made a tiny little mistake."

"That is way above my pay grade."

"How the hell would I know?"

"I'm not exactly a fighter."

"So sweet of you, you're an angel."

"Thank you for bringing me home."

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[lavender-storm]

You are here now

summary | Theo breaks down and confesses why he's been so distant lately.

pairing | Theo Nott x fem!reader, she/her pronouns

warning | mentions of abuse, su1c1de, sad Theo, probably grammar mistakes

word count | ~2k

a/n: English isn't my first language, so if you found grammar mistakes, no you didn't. I also haven't written anything in a while, so i hope this isn't too bad. Let me know what you think! Xx

His legs are weak, and he can barely breathe when he finally sees her walking towards the Gryffindor common room.

"Y/N," his voice booms off the walls, scaring everyone around them. She stops but doesn't turn around, not needing to see who it is. She could recognise that voice anywhere. "Can we talk?" he says, a bit more quietly now. But she doesn't move, unsure what to do as Theo approaches her slowly. "Please?"

She takes a deep breath and simply starts walking towards a more secluded area. Theodore is breathless, his face is flushed and his whole body trembles. He's thinking of what to say, how to put his feelings into words as they sit down on the stairs, far away from curious eyes. Neither of them speak as he tries to slow down his vigorous heart. But words don't come easy to him as anxiety takes over his body.

The silence between them is too loud.

"How you been?"

"Good," Y/N answers, avoiding his gaze."You?"

"Eh. Could be better."

Another long silence, as Theo tries to collect himself.

"Is that all you wanted to talk about?" she asks, voice stern and cold. How did they end up like this? She used to look at him with so much love in her eyes. He misses it. Every day and night, it's all he can think about. How she laughed at his jokes, how she found comfort in his arms. How it all turned around as a fight followed a fight, with yelling and tears. The last time they talked, Y/N told him how disappointed she was, that he became one of those Slytherins. His heart shattered as soon as the words left her lips. He understood why of course. But it was him against his father, and he needed to change. It was for the better.

He should have said something a long long time ago. He shouldn't have waited. But he's scared, and his life is a mess and he just wants the earth to open up and swallow him whole. He's breaking under the weight, he's all alone and he can't find a way out.

"No, no. I, uhm," Theo's nervous, and Y/N can tell. It's rare he's like this and a heavy weight settles in her chest. He's usually collected, and outspoken, he never had any trouble talking. She wants to comfort him and let him know he can talk about anything, so she hesitantly lays a hand on his forearm. Even after all those arguments and crying and not talking, she cares. Of course, she cares. She is full of love.

Theo takes a shaky breath and tears collect in his eyes. He can't hold it back no matter how much he tries, because he feels so overwhelmed by her. He doesn't even know where to start.

Should he talk about his father? Should he tell her how he treats him? And that he never meant to become like this, but it was inevitable.

He needed her then, and he needs her now, but he fucked up by pushing her and everybody away, and he's scared he can't make it right. Y/N quietly calls his name as she caresses his arm, and a loud sob leaves Theo's lips. Y/N's heart rate picks up, the worry she felt before turned into terror as Theo's body trembles with every sob as she cradles him into her arms, holding his head to her shoulders while raking her fingers through his hair. Her heart breaks for him as he clings to her like his life depends on her.

"I'm sorry," he cries. "I'm so fucking sorry, Y/N. I never meant to do-, I di-didn't know - I'm just s-scared, so fucking scared. I hate him so much and then I did this to you. I miss y-you so bad, I can't even fucking breathe."

"Theo calm down, I can't understand you. Shh, it's okay just take a deep breath with me okay? Yeah, like that, great. You're doing great. One more," she says as she holds his face in her hands. Theo's chest tightens at her kindness. All those things he fucked up. He's a horrible son, a horrible friend, a horrible person. And yet here she is, wiping his tears with such a loving look in her eyes, his soul aches - he doesn't deserve her. "Now tell me again, okay? Slowly. I'm here, I'm listening."

"I'm sorry. I know you hate me, but I truly am sorry."

"I don't hate you, Theo-"

"Yeah, sure, than you are mad at me, whatever same thing."

"Theo-"

"I'm sorry okay? For everything. I didn't tell you the-, "he takes a deep breath and closes his eyes, tears still streaming down his face."I didn't tell you the truth. I lied because I didn't want you to know. But I needed you. I needed you so bad. So I kept it a secret because I was scared. What if you agree with him? What if you see me the way he sees me? So I just avoided you. I know it's stupid, but I was so goddamn terrified."

"Who is he, Theo? What are you talking about?"

"Dad," he whispers and hangs his head, refusing to see her reaction.

"What is he saying, Theo?"

"It's all my fault," he murmurs. Y/N's brows are furrowed in confusion, what is he talking about? What is his fault?

"No, Theo, no. I'm sure that's not true but what is-"

"But it is, Y/N! He is right. My mother always had to take care of me and my problems, that's why she- and now he hates me! I'm a burden and I made their lives miserable."

"That is not true Theodore, listen to me. Don't think that. And I'm sure they could never hate you. You probably misunderstood, I know your parents love you-"

"You don't hit someone you love! I would never hit you! Never. Not even Blaise or, or Draco, or the others, never. " Y/N's whole body freezes, her mind's rummaging through her memories. Oh Merlin. How could she miss this? How could she not realize that…

Y/N is angry. Angry that Theo didn't say anything until now. Angry that she couldn't see the obvious. He showed up with a new bruise every few weeks, and rumors of him initiating fights for fun, spread like fire. But no one ever knew who he fought. It always remained a mystery. Because all of it was a lie, and deep down Y/N knew, but that was easier to believe than this. He needed her and she ignored him. The only person she could ever open up to needed her the most, and she just left him.

"Theo, all this time we thought you were fighting other students, you-"

"He says it's the least I deserve. She was always working and always stressed because of me. They had to sacrifice so much. It's all my fault she couldn't take it. And now all of this is on Dad. It's my fault, I did this. I killed her."

It's an unwritten rule in the Nott family, that nobody talks about the death of Theo's mom. As far as others are concerned, she ran away. And so that's what Y/N thought too.

"She killed herself because of me. And he makes sure I'm aware of that. And I'm so scared that he's right."

"He is not right, Theo, look at me. He's not right. He's full of shit. I've never met your mother, but I know, he raised the kindest, smartest, most amazing boy ever. I know she must have been so proud to call you his son." Theo cries louder, his fingers hold onto her tightly. "I'm proud of you Theo. You don't deserve any of this."

Guilt claws at her chest as she takes him in. His eyes are red and puffy now, but a bruise is still visible under his left eye and a deep cut, already healed, splits his eyebrows. His skin is pale and cold, and he's so thin that his uniform hangs on his body like it's three sizes too big.

Months ago, it fit him perfectly.

She was so consumed by her anger and jealousy that Theo chose his new friends over her, that she couldn't even look at him. And she curses herself for being so oblivious and idiotic, because if she looked at him, only just a second longer, she would have seen the truth. Now, sitting on the stairs with only a little light, she can truly see him. And the Theodore that's sitting here is not the same Theodore she left that day.

"I can't do this without you, Y/N. I know I'm horrible but please. Please forgive me," he begs, but Y/N shakes her head. If someone should be apologizing it's her, not him.

"No, don't apologize. I'm- oh, Theo, I'm so sorry. I should have realized it. I should have paid attention, I should have been there for you. I'm so sorry I left you alone. I should have never done that," she says, pulling him into her embrace again. Theo hugs her tightly, basking in her warmth. "And you are wrong. You are not horrible. You are the most amazing person I've ever met, Theo. You were always there for me, always looked out for me. I'm so sorry I didn't do the same."

"You're here now,"

"Yes, I am."

"Are you staying?"

"Of course. I'm not going anywhere. Not again. I promise." He believes her. He knows none of this is her fault and if she knew, she would've never left. "I love you Theo, so so much. We'll get through this. Together."

And for the first time in months, Theo feels peace wash over his body like waves, and the noise in his head stops. It's silent and calm in his body and soul. Everything's going to be alright. Y/N is here again. They are okay again. He will be alright again.

#theodore nott imagine #theo nott x reader #theo nott imagine #theodore nott x reader #theodore nott #harry potter imagine #lavender-storm #slytherin boys

[kiskisur]

Hello again! How are you faring? I would like to request some smut with Alhaitham/Neuvillette with a ftm! male reader who is a really famous defense attorney/prosecutor from Fontaine ( ´∀｀)

Pretty boy

warnings: NSFW, sub!ftm!reader x dom!neuvilette, reader has a pussy, praising, basically neuvilette worshipping your body because yes, breeding kink sure

note: been dying to literally write this while playing with a friend ily omg but I'm good ~ thank you for asking!! <3

edited note: I don't know how to describe a pussy so I apologize for any mistakes!

IMPORTANT <- must read.

IMPORTANT 2.

you were a famous attorney in the whole fontaine, fighting for criminals and defending them but who knew you would be in this situation?

"ngg.. g-good boy." he purred seductively in your ear, kneading on your ass to help you relax.

you were a mess under him, too dizzy and fucked out to even think straight, you were gorgeous in his eyes.

"archons, you look absolutely stunning.. ah-" he shuddered, feeling your walls tighten around him at the praise as he laughed softly.

"does the pretty boy like being praised? receiving his treat?" he cooed, kissing your forehead as he thrusted so much deeper now.

he wanted to ravish you, seeing you dumb all over his cock turned him on so much he would snap any second now.

but remembering how you were oh so stressed from earlier after defending a horrible criminal had him focused on pleasing you

"n-neuvilette! I'm gonnA- mmf cum..! pleasepleaseplease let me cum!" you were practically crying at the tight knot forming in your stomach, your walls clenching around him.

his hand reached down to play and rub your clit, earning a whine and cry from you as you arched your back at the sudden sensation.

"that's it, good boy shh.. cum for me." he was praising and worshipping your body by now, leaving any place untouched and not kissed.

"s-so tight around me- I-I might as well just fill you up with my cum, yeah? you want me to cum inside you and fill you up with my k-kids?" he spoke such lewd words to you, making you squirm and nod eagerly before wrapping your legs around his waist and pulling him closer.

you enjoyed how deep he was, through out all your relationships not once anyone dared to even go deeper into you, causing your needs to grow every second.

he growled, his thrusts increasing and going rougher as he panted heavily and bit your neck.

your eyes rolled back at the overwhelming pleasure hitting you like waves. your vision blurring white when finally you came, whining and moaning his name.

his gaze darkened as he listened to his name slipping out of your lips, roughly thrusting into you deeper and harder now as he chased his own release, the overstimulation caused you to cry out and scratch his back like a cat.

"t-toO much! neuvilette plEa-" you were cut off by him kissing you, slipping his tongue in as he danced with yours as well, swallowing your cries and moans.

when he pulled away something warm spilled inside you, a groan filling the air as he shuddered and came inside you.

"sh- g-good boy, pretty boy nnghh.." he closed his eyes, trying to process everything as he raised his head to admire your gorgeous form, full of love bites, a slight bruise on your waist and your hair sticking to your forehead from sweating.

you were gorgeous in his eyes, you could've sworn you saw heart shapes in his pupils, laughing softly as you leaned closer and kissed his cheek.

"I have a trial tomorrow, you're dead if my walks turn wobbly like a slime." you glare at him, causing him to pout and slip out of you.

"aww, why not? It'll be cute would it not?" he teased, carrying you bridal style to the bathroom.

"NEUVILETTE!!! (NAME)!!!!" neuvilette froze when you heard a scream right outside his door, fuck, focalors is gonna kill you now you better pray to the archons at this point.

#♡ ;; kiskisur ! #x male reader #male reader #genshin impact x male reader #x bottom male reader #x ftm reader #𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ works ~ #genshin x male reader smut #genshin neuvilette #genshin neuvilette x male reader #genshin neuvilette x bottom male reader #genshin neuvilette x sub male reader #genshin neuvilette x bottom ftm reader #genshin neuvilette x sub ftm reader #genshin neuvilette x ftm reader #genshin neuvilette x male reader smut #genshin neuvilette x bottom male reader smut #genshin neuvilette x bottom ftm reader smut #genshin neuvilette x sub male reader smut #genshin neuvilette x reader #genshin neuvilette x bottom reader

[sanyu-thewitch05]

Yandere! Idol! group x F! Reader

Honey 🍯

TW: Buttplugs, kidnapping, noncon, food kink, throat fucking, gangbanging

Pt. 2

A/N: This idol group is entirely made up and not based off of any group in real life.

"Haneul, you've been staring at your phone for a while. Are you ok?" Sol, Haneul's groupmate, asks, tapping Haneul on the shoulder.

Haneul's beige skin shines in sunlight, his black hair blowing in the wind, and his cheeks blushing so heavily that there are two red dots. Haneul had been stalking you since he became a trainee. 

"Is it that coffee girl again?" Jason questions, leaning his head over the passenger's seat. "Dude, you've been stalking her since she was 15. We're both 22 now. Just ask her on a date already and make her ours. Besides, it would clear up the nasty rumor saying that she's a sasaeng."

"I suppose I should. We do have to write a love song for our album, right, Jason?" Haneul suggests showing Jason, Sol, and Honey a photo of you walking home.

"Driver, turn at this road," Sol says, looking at your location from the GPS tracker in your earrings.

"Yes, sir," The driver says, making a hard right.

"Stop next to the girl in black," Haneul says, seeing your earrings glimmer in the sunlight.

A black van screeches to a halt next to you, and suddenly, you're pulled inside. You try to scream for help, but a hand goes over your mouth, preventing any sound from leaving. 

"Shh, sweetheart~ You're ok now," Sol whispers, rubbing your head.

Haneul shuts the door and rubs circles into your thigh.

"How are you doing, sweetie?" Honey asks, buckling you and wrapping a tight arm around your waist.

"Who are you people?!" You scream, making Jason disappointed.

"How could you not recognize us? We've been around you since we were trainees. We even wrote several songs for you. How could you not notice us?" Sol rants, making you cling to Haneul's arm.

"Sol, stop it. You're scaring her!" Haneul scolds, holding you in his arms.

Sol's navy blue hair practically stands up, and he turns away from Haneul. 

"You brutes are all scaring her. I can't believe you guys couldn't get her in the van besides kidnapping her. Don't worry, baby, I'll keep you safe," Hani says, kissing your tear-stained cheek.

"Don't touch her like that! I saw her first!"

"Shut up, Sol! Does the word OURS mean nothing to you?!"

"I don't want to hear that from the punk who tried to ask her out!"

"Neither you nor Haneul can talk, Sol! Especially when one of you had plans to keep her chained up in your room!"

The idol's argument turns into a physical altercation, and soon enough, they're pulling hair and throwing punches. All you can do is cover your head and cower near the car door.

"ENOUGH!" The lady in the passenger seat screams, turning around to face the idols. "EITHER YOU SHARE Y/N, OR NOBODY HAS HER, AND I LET HER GO!"

There's an awkward silence in the van, and the idols slowly let go of each other.

"Yes, Manager Choi," The boys say, fixing themselves up.

"I knew letting you guys move to America was a mistake," She says, turning her head around. "Hey, stop crying. You might as well get used to them. You've become the fifth member of the group."

You cry harder and feel your heart sink.

~~~~~~~~

"Ta-dah! Welcome to the Hive!" Honey says, opening the door to their three-level house. "Upstairs is your and Haneul's room. To the left of yours is mine. Then, to the right are Sol and Jason's rooms. We have our own bathrooms, but feel free to come use ours if you want company."

You shuffle into the room and see the memorabilia from award shows and events. The air has a sickening sweet smell, almost like honey, that makes you nauseous. You feel the bile in your throat build up until you can't hold it anymore. You run to the nearest bathroom and vomit until your throat burns.

"Our queen is sick. I'll get her a spoonful of honey to make her feel better," Hani says, walking to their kitchen.

"Get it all out, sweetie. You'll be okay," Haneul says, rubbing your back and pushing your hair behind your ears.

Your face rests on the toilet seat, and Hanuel moves you so you're on his chest.

"Hani, hurry. Her face is turning pale!" Sol yells, running to your side. "Haneul, get her near the toilet again."

Your eyes roll into your skull, and your vision goes dark.

~~~~~~~~

"Mm," You groan, waking up to Hani rubbing your feet.

"Hello, my queen. Are you feeling better?" Jason asks, moving a piece of hair out of your face.

The smell of honey overwhelms you, and then you see the bee pajamas you're wearing. 

"Don't worry, we didn't do anything dirty. Sol only changed your clothes and brushed your teeth," Haneul says, kissing your left cheek while Jason kisses the right. "How does our queen feel?"

"Let me go!" You scream, only to have your limbs restrained by each group member.

"Aww, I think our Queen Bee needs a good fucking to calm her down?" Haneul says, climbing on top of you and unbuckling his pants.

"Stop it!" You scream, making Haneul silence you with a kiss.

Hani hands Haneul a honey jar, and the black haired member covers his cock in the golden sweet treat. He opens your mouth and sticks his dick into it. Haneul slowly thrusts and has to restrain himself from throat fucking your mouth off as he feels your tongue unconciously lick the honey off his cock. Drool goes down your chin as Haneul deep throats you, and the lustful male thrusts faster, hitting the back of your throat. He sends cum straight down your throat, and slids his dick out of your mouth.

"How cute. Our queen is all calm now that she has some honey in her," Hani says, wiping some cum off your mouth. 

The sweet taste stays on your tongue, and you stare into space, not noticing the other boys unbuckling their pants. Soon after, another cock enters your mouth, followed by another one. They move in synch as they thrust into your mouth. Sol and Jason grunt as the friction from your mouth and their dicks touching each other. Their hands wrap around each other's waists to steady their pace, and they thrust faster. 

"Come on, Jason, Sol. Your cocks need to fill up our queens mouth," Hani says, spanking Jason and Sol's asses. "Come on, cum like the mindless sperm drones you are!"

The two members twitch in pleasure, and they cum from your mouth. A pool of cum forms in your mouth, and you swallow it. Hani hands Jason, Sol, and Haneul a stinger butt plug, and they cum, putting it in as it goes further. Hani does the same, and his cum spills out of his pants.

"Us busy bees need to get to work creating more honey," Hani says, leading the boys away as they try to mess with the butt plug for another round of cum.

#yandere idol #male yandere #yandere noncon #yandere boy #f! reader

[kurokens]

In The Middle | Satosugu

anime/manga: jujutsu kaisen

character: gojo satoru & geto suguru

words: 798

pronouns: they/them

request: none

notes: probably an overused prompt but idc sue me, i needed to write one of my own. im a sucker for misunderstanding. i haven't written anything in such a long time, it's been a while im sorry, satosugu have been on my mind for a while, and i needed to write something with them because i love them so fucking much. it's gonna be a series, so hopefully i dont disappear after one part lol... later on it might be specific on some insecurities bc i need it and i thought well let's just share it with the world and other who might need it. sorry for any mistakes T-T

not proof read

song rec: SHE'S - In The Middle

genre: hurt comfort, fluff, slowburn, a little bit angsty, poly?

warnings: bad english not my first language, satosugu are in a loving relationship, misunderstanding, pinning, a lot of pinning on satosugu's end, reader is so oblivious (is that the right one?), insecure and self conscious reader

You've always told yourself you weren't the type to live with anyone, you liked your quiet and your peace. Alone in your little bubble, without a soul to disturb it. And yet, here you were awoken by your roomates lover quarrel in the room next door, for the hundredth time this week.

"Don't you love me anymore? Am I not enough for you?" a whiny voice whisper-screamed "Satoru, my love, it was a dream, it was all in your head." an exhausted voice replied

"So what?? It doesn't mean anything? Are my feelings not valid?" Gojo huffed.

"How are you so dramatic so early in the morning? Let's go back to sleep come here.", Geto carefully lifted the blanket so his boyfriend could go back exactly where he belonged, asleep and quiet in his arms.

Such occurences weren't new to you, you could even say there were your daily life, that's why you laughed hearing the bickering couple, and turned around in your bed to try and fall back asleep while their muffled voices could still be heard in the background. This was without counting on what part of their conversation your brain decided to pick up on next. "I dont know for how much longer I can do this Sugu.." Satoru sighed. "Me neither love, but there is nothing much we can do about it.They live with us." His black haired lover replied. "I know, ugh I know, but it's getting so much harder everyday. Seeing them is becoming unbearable. I can't stand it anymore, we need to do something." He went on. "Shh, I know, I feel the same. But we can't just drop this on them all of the sudden and expect it to go well." The oldest reasoned.

Your heart shattered on the other side of the wall, now sitting against the headboard, an unstoppable flow of tears falling down your face. You were a bother? You thought the three of you were friends, shit, scratch that, best friends. And yet, yet, this was how they felt about you. Fuck fuck FUCK You needed to calm down, it's okay, you're okay. It must have been a nightmare, yeah that's right, a nightmare. Your brain loved playing tricks on you, waking you up in the middle of the night with the most vivid and realistic nightmares ever, enough to send you into full blown meltdown. Nothing to worry about, it was just a nightmare, nothing else. That's what you told yourself and yet when you woke up you couldnt shake this weird feeling in your stomach. You contemplated staying in your bed all day and avoid your roomates but that would be silly to ignore them for something that was potentially just a dream. So you shook the silly feelings away and got out of your bed, made your way to the kitchen to make some breakfast. Your two roommates were already there, being lovey dovey in each others lap and the weird feeling made its way back into your stomach. "Hi there." You greeted tiredly, only to be met with an echo of short hms, and not even a nod to accompany the cold greeting. The lack of acknowledgment not helping with your already overthinking mind, you decided to take a quick breakfast and just leave them be. It could just be a coincidence, nothing to worry about haha, right? Or so you thought, because you were back in your room mindlessly scrolling through tik tok when you once again hear the muffled voices of your roommates. Your brain screamed at you to put your headphones on and drown out their conversation, but you couldn't get yourself to do it, and you decided to listen to them, to at least finally be able to know whether or not you dreamed what happened last night. And maybe you shouldn't have, but what else could you do now but listen to the cruel words of the ones you once considered your best friends. "Suguru, we need to do it soon. I can't even handle looking at them in the eyes anymore, let alone utter a word to them. We can't keep going like this." Satoru complained. "I know 'Toru, I know, but you need to understand it's not as easy as you think it is." You heard the black haired man answer. And it was enough for you, you needed to get out of there. You obviously were no longer welcomed here, and the sooner you left, the better it would be, for both parties. So inbetween tears you picked up a bag and threw some spare clothes and anything that you could think of in your frenzy state before you ran out of there, determined to never come back, at least not for a while. here u gooo!! sorry i've been away for a while, i've been finding it hard to write and staying focused, but i missed it so much, especially for these two. i'll try not to take too long to write AT LEAST a second part, but would love to do more than this bc i want it to be extremely slown burn and a little bit angsty krkrkr

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[privitivium]

*sighs in defeat*

Brother.

For the past few days I've been ghost-reading through your stuff, and goddamn it. You make me see yanderes in a somewhat positive light😭

Anyway, if you write for dom/S reader, would it be possible for him to make momyan and popyan to make a show in front of him? Like, stroking each others cocks or french kissing as reader watches

-🌙☀️

sure buddy. i can see this happening as more of a distraction if readers preoccupied or belligerently not indulging in them for whatever reason, fatherly yan would be the one to propose the idea whilst motherly yan would oppose to it. they fucking hate each other. i can rewrite if you arent all that happy with this - sorry for any mistakes ily

motherly yan + fatherly yan x dom m amab reader

cw; frotting..... two jealous dudes obsessed with you makin out, exhibition, masturbating

on the game or something other. or as a tactic, you proposed, for them to get along. so. watching them and masturbating while these two dudes kiss and rub their dicks together just for you. so.

you're at the desk in the room, fidgeting with your controller while seated in a stupid ass chair while trying to snipe this fucking idiot in 1v1. too preoccupied with what's displaying on your monitors - ignoring the shuffling around on the bed. totally forgetting that you have two big ass dudes who are obsessed with you and wouldㅡprobablyㅡin this situation, would pull you away from the game and scold you, however they have another idea in mindㅡ

“s-shh..” mother grunts in mild annoyance, huffing as he loosely wraps his arms around father, his narrowed eyes set in a glare with his face considerably darkened in a flush as the other hopelessly ruts his bare cock against mothers - gosh, it sure feels weird referring to them as mother and father. but what can you do? father, squeezing on mothers’ hip and pushing him down onto the bed; grinding into him and rubbing their cocks lubed up with their mixed pre. mother was never as vocal as one would think. it was all for you, he reminds, all for you. while biting at fathers neck; grinding his hips into fathers in a hopeless attempt of… attention.

“c'mon.” you gesture lazily, sitting back in your comfortable chair professionally made to your tastes.. nearly sinking into the cushions. waving your hand once more in a gesture to carry on at the unmoving bulky men sitting in front of you - you felt as though you were at a counseling session.. how fitting. “gotta be nice to each other, remember? what if i can't take it anymore and run away? it'll be your fault.” you remark casually, head tilted back - smirking at the glare mother shoots you while sitting so close to father on the huge well made bed.. “don't you want to make me happy?” you whine, fidgeting in your chair and glaring at them through squinted eyes - languidly flopping your dick back and forth with thumb and index fingers..

“just go with it..” father hissed, huffing in agitation as he very much manhandled mother - who snarls in aggression, snapping at the other man whilst grabbing at his assㅡtwo big bare ass dudes fondling each other and fighting for dominance. hearing the commotion behind you through your headphones, yet choosing to ignore in favor of splitting this fucking idiots’ head open over the game.. your jaw clenching and body tensed as you fidget with your controller - the hopeless men behind you scrambling around, dramatically moaning out loud and nearly in each others’ asses to stir you from your game.. which does, inevitably. having to snipe a fucking loser while bricked up - ultimately winning. and now.. to feel like a winner… pulling off your headphones that did nothing to mute the sounds of sex, when there was barely any sex happening. looking over the duo… you felt like the mother here. they don't stop, rather pressing their faces against each other while staring at you expectantly, cocks dripping and flushed with color… augh… to dive in between and to be fucked whilst fucking.

it wasn't long before they were going at it, so eagerly for your .. pleasure. damn! all for you? damn, that's right… father laid out along mothers' body... rubbing their cocks against each others bodies desperately, every so often glancing at you jerking it in the corner..

ah.. yes. huzzah.. you catch the way mothers’ eyes flit to yours while father had his tongue down his throat, pleading yet so eagerly kissing the other man back. are those tears? aha… uh. nodding in appreciating while thumbing the slit of your prick - throwing your head back and languidly stroking your cock to the breathless moans and shuffling around - knowing it was them, trying so hard for dominance - just imagining them messy with drool… peeking your eyes open and cock throbbing in hand at the sight of them tonguing each other out - eugh… hand movements fastening in fisting your cum dribbling cock, watching intently and shamelessly as the porno played out before your eyes on the bed. mother's huge, dainty hand weakly fisting both of their cocks in hand as they were pressed against each other in a loose form of missionary - so prettily squishes together and so sloppily making out just as you asked so nicely. they look like they're getting along well, no?? they're sure to show you just as much attention as they were just giving each other, they promise.

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[amcqueens]

charles leclerc x reader ; ( my love, mine all mine )

type: blurb, fluffy.

the sound of a baby's growing cry could be heard clearly beside you. your husband is fast asleep, and well, you should be too, but the baby beside you seems to be starting to get hungry with her face as if begging you to feed her.

leaving your comfortable bed and your lingering sleepiness, you sat up and turn your body to face your baby who was crying from hungriness.

“shh... darling, mama's here” you coo, whispering to her as you pick her up and rocking her slowly to stop the crying. and she did, the crying did stop for a moment, but it didn't last long as the cry are started to come again when you were walking towards the breastfeeding chair beside the lamp.

with your instincts, you tried to calm her with your soft voice down before finally breastfeeding her.

she was very hungry of course. she greedily sucking the milk as the crying is finally ended at the moment her mouth found your breast. replaced with the sound of her cute voice. and honestly you love that.

charles wasn't awake yet, and you try not to disturb his peaceful sleep. besides, he already said that today was tiring for him, so you will let him sleep soundly tonight.

seeing her sleeping in your arms feels warm and cozy—remembering that you were very happy when you found out that you were finally pregnant after almost a year of waiting, and remembered the happy face that was etched on charles' face when he first held her. it really makes you lost in memories.

“what do you name her, sir?” the nurse said after delivering the baby. her skin was still red that time, just covered in a soft swaddle with a tiny beanie covering her tiny head.

you were still in the room, just finished giving birth and your energy is still low and your eyes are heavy. but seeing what was happening in front of you kept you awake: charles was holding her with a big smile on his face.

“lily.” he whispered, looking at the sleeping baby on his arms. his smile doesn't seems to be fading as he still looking at her as if it was a precious diamond that he found it himself. “lily-rose.”

and now, it's been 3 months since your memories in that hospital has ended. you don't know yet what kind of person your daughter, lily, will become. but you hope, really hope, that lily will be a loving child.

but for now, you will just enjoy your time with her. while lowering your head, you hummed softly “cause my love is mine, all mine. i love mine, mine, mine.” and as if she understood what you were talking about, she finally took his mouth off your breast and fell asleep facing you. like she wanted to hear your lullaby again.

after fixing your clothes after breastfeeding, you continues your little lullaby to her, making her shift in her sleep. trying to get the comfiest position.

“nothing in the world belongs to me, but my love. my all mine, all mine.” you hummed softly.

“i love you with all my deepest heart, lily. we were so grateful to having you. when i found out that i'm finally pregnant with you, the world has finally felt right to me and to your dada. we were so lucky to have you here. i love you so much.”

you kissed her forehead as you slowly standing up to getting her back to her crib. seeing him sleeping is so beautiful, but you also can't lie to yourself that you need to sleep too.

so after making sure that she's comfortable on her crib, you can finally have your time to sleep. no matter if it's short or a long one, you were so grateful to even think of how good this bed feels.

A NOTE FROM BA1MAIN : happy mother's day to every great mother all around the globes! i hope you enjoyed this tiny piece and please, if you found any mistakes in pronouns, grammar or more, excuse my bad english.

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[glitterycvm]

"You did this to yourself baby"

Gojo x teasing!reader

Warning: smut, bathroom sex, degrading and praising, teasing, face fucking, ass smacking, sorta rough sex

A/N: a quick lil sum I wrote, sorry if there's any mistakes!!

It had all started when you and Satoru decided to go out to eat. You both had been running errands around town and were feeling quite hungry so here you two were. You two were seated towards the back of the Cafe, nobody could really see you guys. Knowing this you decided to get your back on Satoru from what happened last time at the mall.

Satoru was focused on looking at the menu, scanning through each page, you then take the opportunity to place a hand on his knee. He looks at you for a second, slightly confused, but he shrugs it off and continues to observe the menu. Oh how clueless he was, the things you were about to do. You then lean into his ear, "toru~" you whisper in a silky tone as your hand sides up his thigh by an inch.

Satoru glances at you, a sly smirk creeping on his face. He whispers into your ear with a dangerous but playful tone "listen baby, you don't wanna start something you can't finish" You smirk at his comment and whisper in his ear "of course anything for you love " you say as you drag your hand quickly across his lap, touching his cock. Satoru lets out a small grunt. "can't wait till we go home... need your dick bad~" you whisper in a velvety voice has you lean in closely to him. Your eyes focused on his. "Angel,please not here..." He grunts. You chuckle and then your hand on his semi hard cock. "hmm? what am I doing toru?" You ask, faking your innocence.

Satoru sighs, and grabs your wrists "I'm warning you right now Y/N..." You giggle and start rubbing small circles on his lap, as his cock gets harder by the second. Then suddenly Satoru grabs your wrist and drags you into the restroom. You two were lucky enough barely anybody was in the restaurant. It had all happened so quickly but before you could even say a word, Satoru says in a commanding tone, "Take your clothes off", as he locks the door.

As you begin to undress yourself Satoru begins to take his jacket off and places it on the floor. You finish undressing, leaving your bra and panties on. He pushed you onto your knees, on top of his jacket, as he leans down and whispers "C'mon you had so much to say earlier, let's put that mouth to use alright?" he says while he guides your hands to his belt. You slowly start to unbuckle his belt and slide his pants down. You pull his boxers down, his length slapping your cheek. You place a hand around his hard cock, satoru letting out a quiet groan.

"Open that mouth f'me" he grunts as he holds the back of your head. You open your mouth and take in his length, the precum coating your tongue. He then slides out of your mouth, a string of saliva connecting your lips and his cock. Satoru smirks mischievously and whispers to you in an endearing tone "get ready baby". He begins to hold the back of your head with a tight grip as he starts to fuck your face mercilessly. He groans quietly, you try to mumble noises which sound kinda like "mmph!- sl-slow down!!" Satoru chuckles at your reaction, in response he begins to go even quicker he whispers in a hoarse voice "aw what's wrong baby? can't handle what you started?" Satoru pulls out of your mouth, you begin to wipe the spit off your mouth.

Satoru pulls you up and bends you over the countertop near the sink. He pushes your panties to the side as he slides a finger over your hole. Your arousal coating hsi finger. "Such a dirty slut for me, aren't you baby?" He whispers down in your ear as he starts to align his length with your hole.

"Stay quiet f'me, we don't want anybody to hear how much of a whore you are for me? Do we?" He says, looking at you through the mirror. You shake your head, as he slides his length into your aching hole. You let out a mewl, while his length stretches you out slightly. "Shh baby" satoru grunts as he feels your gummy walls suck him in. He begins to thrust harshly into your cunt, schlap schlap, schalp echoes throughout the restroom. "sucking me in so well, almost like she was made for me" he grunts as he begins to pick up his pace. You begin to let out a groan, Satoru starts to rub circles on your clit. You were so stimulated in the moment, the feeling of Satoru pounding in and out of you, your clit also receiving pleasure it was all too much.

You place a hand on Satoru's thigh, trying to slow him down. "T-too much!" You mewl. He chuckles at your response and leans down to whisper in your ear "What do ya think you're doing? You asked for this baby, now take this like the dirty slut you are". He then smacks your ass, leaving a pinkish red handprint, making you shake with pleasure and pain. Then he begins to hold your wrists together behind your back.

His thrusts begin to get sloppier as he gets near his release. "S-so close toru!" You moan as satoru lets your hands go, and instead pulls your hair, making you look back at him "Hold it in." He grunts as he chases his own orgasm. Both of you let out small groans and grunts, while maintaining strong eye contact. Satoru's cock twitches inside you, as he begins to quickly rub circles on your clit "C-come w'me pretty" he groans. His thrusts get sloppiers as he reaches his orgasm, you reach your orgasm too, you both let out a loud groan. Satoru pulls out of you, watching the cum flow out of your abused hole, he fucks some of the cum back into your cunt. "Why don't we continue this at home?" He says as he helps you with your clothes.

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#jjk smut #gojo x reader #jjk x reader #gojo smut #gojou satoru x reader

[christhopersturniolo]

୨ pregnancy test ୧ matt

summary: y/n finds out she’s pregnant for the second time.

notes: english is not my first language, so i’m sorry for any mistake! 1.2k words.

warnings: fluff, cussing, sad, panic attack.

୨୧

Me and Matt have been dating for the past 5 years, we live together and we also have a 2 years old little kid, called Evie. Well, being honest, Evie wasn’t really expected, but she was never a problem. We do love having Evie at home, even It being a little bit exhausting.

Lately my stomach has not been the best. I've been feeling nauseous all the time. I throw up almost every night, and on top of it, my period is late.

Am I pregnant?

I didn’t told any of this to Matt, and honestly, I really don’t know how he would react. I mean, we never talked about a second child, he never talked about another child, he probably doesn’t even want another child. Fuck really I gotta stop overthinking.

Now, In bed, Matt just fell asleep. And I’m struggling to. I just can’t fall asleep thinking that I can possibly be pregnant.

I get up quietly, trying not to wake up Matt. I go over to the bathroom and I close the door behind me. I look at myself in the mirror. I look tired. I take a deep breath. With shaky hands, I reach out for the pregnancy test that I bought yesterday. I do the test. I wait and wait. I bit my nails stressful. I start getting anxious.

As soon as I check the test, positive. Holy fuck. There’s no way this is actually happening.

My vision blurs, the whole room feels like It’s spinning. I sit on the floor, trying to stay calm. Each breath comes in short, ragged gasps as I fight against the suffocating weight of my anxiety. Tears stream down my cheeks uncontrollably as my heart races. I need Matt. I need to be in his arms. But what will he say?

Im sobbing completely, I can’t see a shit, my panic attack is just getting worst.

I start hearing steps in the hallway. I know it’s Matt, I hide the test behind me. He opens the door. “Babe why are you not in bed-“ Matt's sleepy and concerned voice trails off as he notices me crying on the floor, he automatically sits down next to me and pulls me into a hug, his arms wrapping around me with a comforting strength that I desperately need in that moment.

I bury my face against his chest, my tears soaking into the fabric of his shirt as he holds me close. I cling to him desperately, my body shaking with sobs as he holds me tight.

"Shh.. It's okay.. I'm right here for you.. Focus on me babe..” I keep sobbing and crying aggressively, non stop.

Matt cups my cheeks with his hands, lifting my head from his chest. “I need you to take a deep breath in..” He demonstrates how to do It. “Now, let it out..”

After a few moments of breathing, he asks. “Can you please tell me what’s going on love?”

With tears still streaming down my cheeks, I swallow hard, and I finally start talking. “I.. Took a pregnancy test..” With trembling hands, I reach for the pregnancy test hidden behind me, my heart pounding in my chest as I hold it out for him to see.

Matt's eyes widen. Then, without a word, Matt gently takes the test from my trembling hands, his gaze fixed on the plastic stick.

I start feeling desperate, loosing my breath again. “I think I’m pregnant, I’m sorry..”

Matt's expression softens as he looks at me. "Don’t cry.. it’s okay.. It’s not a bad thing.." He murmurs, pulling me into his embrace once more.

"It is a bad thing, Matt" I finally manage to choke out. "I know you don't want this kid."

Matt's arms tighten around me, his embrace a comforting me. "Hey.. hey.." He murmurs softly, his fingers gently tracing circles on my back. "I never said that..” He pauses “I know.. Hmm.. I know It wasn’t the plan, but I do want this kid, okay?” He says looking into my eyes.

"It's not that simple, Matt.." I whisper, my voice barely audible above the pounding of my heart. "I can't just pretend that everything is okay when it's clearly not.” I sob, loudly.

He looks at me sadly, not knowing exactly what to answer. “Why don’t we go back to our room and talk better there? Huh?” He says in a comforting tone.

I nod, sniffing. He helps me getting back up and we make our way to the bed. We lay down, I cuddle with Matt, my head on his chest, like a pillow. I cry. He strokes my hair, trying to comfort me. “Are you mad at me?” I lift my head, facing him.

His hand strokes my hair softly as he looks into my eyes. "Hey, listen to me" he murmurs, his voice gentle. "I could never be mad at you, okay?” He pulls me closer. “I could never be mad at you for something like this, don’t overthink It..” He kisses my forehead.

I let out a shaky breath. "I’m scared.." I admit, my voice barely above a whisper. "What about Evie, Matt?”

He spreads kisses on my face, and wipes my tears away with his thumb. “Evie will love to have a sister, I promise you.”

“I’m not ready Matt.. What if she feels left out, or if we can't give her enough attention with another baby?” I sniff, sadly. “I’m not even a good mom.." Words catching in my throat.

He pulls away slightly, his brows furrowing with a mix of confusion and frustration. "What do you mean you are not a good mom?" He asks, like I’m lying to his face. "Where is this coming from?"

I stay silent, feeling the weight of his words sinking in. Matt's tone is firm, his frustration evident as he waits for my response.

“Look at me. I don’t wanna hear those words coming out of your mouth ever again.”

"You're an amazing mom. Evie adores you, and so do I. You do the best you can, and that's all that matters. I don’t wanna hear that stupid shit again, do you understand that?”

I struggle to accept his words, the weight of my insecurities. "I'm sorry Matt.." I whisper, tears streaming down my cheeks once again. "I'm trying, I really am, I swear... But sometimes, it just feels like I'm not enough.." I completely break down again, crying even more than before.

As I break down in tears once more, Matt pulls me even closer, his arms a comforting shield around me. “Shh..“

“I love you so much, I don’t want you to leave me..” I say sobbing, hugging him the tighter and tighter.

“I love you too.. I’m not leaving you, I’m not going anywhere.” I cling into his body, leaving stains of my tears on his shirt.

"I'm just so scared" I admit, my voice trembling with vulnerability.

“You are safe with me, I’m not leaving you ever.” He keeps looking into my eyes while I avoid eye contact.

I shake my head as a no, getting more overwhelmed about all of this. “I don’t know If I can do this.”

“Everything will be just fine, I promise you.”

After some good twenty minutes, still with his arms around me, I start relaxing again. Tears continue to fall, but they're softer now. He continues to shower me with affection, leaving my face with gentle kisses and soft caresses, his fingers on my hair, I feel the tension slowly melting away, until we both fall asleep.

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i was so confused about what to do at the end, i hate this sm but i don’t have anything to post 😭😭

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