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wttcsms · 4 months
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Megumi for knife to the throat but the blade can't seem to cut this weird sexual tension we've got going on
you're the only one that's holding me down, megumi fushiguro ;
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pairing megumi fushiguro x f!reader word count 1.3k synopsis pressing a blade to your ex-fiance's throat, and other loving, tender moments content contains exes still in love, slight angst
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Staring directly into someone’s face is such an intimate act. 
You don’t realize this fact until you’re straddling Megumi’s annoyingly slim waist, the glint of your blade against his throat causing the sunlight to beam right into your eye. 
Everyone claims that Megumi Fushiguro is the ultimate pretty boy. Mai claims that his bone structure is undefeated and that any sane girl would commit atrocious crimes against humanity to get lashes as nice as his natural ones. Momo says that she’s never seen a shade of blue eyes as pretty as Megumi’s (her only frame of reference, by the way, happen to be her own bug-eyes and Satoru Gojo’s, whose eyes are so freakishly, eerily icy blue that you’re thankful he wears the blindfold twenty-four/seven). Even Miwa, who is too busy trying to earn a living, can take the time to admit that Megumi Fushiguro is the exact type of person the ancient Greeks model gods after. 
You want to blame their admiration of Megumi on the fact that thanks to their attendance at the Kyoto school, interactions with cute boys were few and far between. Todo’s fine, if you’re into loudmouths who could also pose as the poster boy for steroids — or, even better, those clickbait ads on shady websites that tell you if you take this magical pill, in three days, you can be as shredded as him! Noritoshi is so stiff and aloof that no one can view him as hot. Mechamaru is a fucking robot. 
So, the bar for the Kyoto girls’ rating of attractiveness is damn near hell. You examine Megumi’s face and eagerly search for a flaw to hold against him. There’s a faint, barely noticeable scar above his lips. It blends into his skin seamlessly, and you think your eyes could be tricking you. However, you latch onto this scar. Megumi Fushiguro is not the perfect specimen, you think smugly. 
“Let me go,” he snaps. “If anyone’s acting under the effects of the curse, it’s you.”
“You’re not exactly in the position to be ordering me around,” you point out. You have one hand pressed against his chest to steady yourself, the other gripping the knife. 
“Clearly you still consider me a threat.” His eyes flicker downwards, even though he can’t possibly see his hands. They’re bound behind his back, his cursed energy sealed from the specialized handcuffs you managed to lock on him. The last thing you needed was for him to sic his wild animals on you. 
“Maybe I just like this position.” 
A momentary truce forms when you don’t tease him for his cheeks turning pink, and he pretends not to notice that when you realize your accidental underlying innuendo, your grip on the dagger loosens considerably. 
Megumi is fully aware that your bark and your bite are on the same level of batshit insane. He figures this is just how all women sorcerers have to be in order to survive this environment. If you say you’re going to slit his throat at the first sign of him being compromised by a curse, he can trust that you would keep your word. 
You didn’t threaten him, though. Instead, when the curse nearly got a good touch on him, you had screamed out his name. You let the curse get away in favor of tackling him to the ground, and the frenzied look on your face as you searched him for any sign of possession makes his insides twist and heat rise to his cheeks and paint the tips of his ears a flushed pink. 
For a second, it still felt like you cared about him. 
Then, you slapped those restrictive cuffs on him and got on top, as a means to restrain him. He had frozen up when he realized how close your bodies are, how he can feel the warmth from you traveling and enveloping his own body. 
This is bad, Megumi realizes. Not because the curse got to him — it didn’t. It’s bad that his heart still goes pitter-patter every time you’re near, and that he’s hyper aware of the way your body fits nicely and neatly against his own. He knows that it’s wrong to be feeling this way, to want to savor every last scrap of you that he can get. The jujutsu world is small. Nearly everyone knows about the broken engagement between you two. Having the both of you paired up for a mission, especially since your territories are so far from each other, is a sick and twisted joke. 
The curse thrives on couples, intertwining itself with its victim and twisting their host’s love into hatred. There’s been a recurring theme of lovers murdering their significant others. The more love in their heart, the stronger the curse’s manipulation. 
It just goes to show that too much love is a fucking burden, a curse in and of itself. You know that it is, because if it came down to it, if Megumi were truly compromised and wanted to kill you, you wouldn’t have it in you to kill him first. 
“I told you, I haven’t been hit by the curse.” 
“How can I know that this isn't just a trick? You’ve always been good at self-restraint and hiding yourself from me.” The comment is petty, all things considered. In the end, when Megumi asked you if breaking off the engagement was what you truly wanted, you remained expressionless and impassive. We can’t ever go back to the way things were. There’s no point in not breaking it off. 
He scoffs. “Don’t you think I’d kill myself the minute I felt something in me shift?”
You know Megumi. He doesn’t say things just to say them. He means it, every word, and you don’t know why, but it makes the part of you that longs for him — the part of you that is always in a constant state of wanting him, needing him — intensify. Multiply. Takes over your whole entire system until you are reduced to a being whose hunger can only be satiated by Megumi. 
“Idiot. You always go to the extremes.” You opt for saying this, instead of commenting on the fact that Megumi is very much implying that he would rather end his own life rather than take yours. 
“Do you really think I’d ever want to hurt you?” And suddenly, you realize that the two of you are no longer discussing the current matter at hand. Like with all things that involve the both of you, the root of the problem always leads back to your engagement. He was meant to be the one you married, and then he refused the Zenin name, refused most of the traditional jujutsu society, and when it came down to his freedom or you, he—
—gave you the option to choose. 
Him or comfort. Him or safety. Him or family. 
You didn’t realize it at the time, but all choices lead to him. He is the one you are most comfortable with, he is the one who would die to keep you safe, he is the one who you could see yourself creating a happy family with. As happy as a family can be in this fucked up society. 
He hurt you, but it was you who handed him the blade. You, who took his wrist and guided it straight to your heart. Just looking at him right now reopens that old wound. 
“The curse can only change you if there’s love to destroy.” You point out.
“I know.” He says. “Lucky that it didn’t get to me. It would have ended badly for the both of us.”
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lnfours · 1 month
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* ✰. — lnfours eras tour celebration
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* ✰. — my name is jordan and welcome to the eras tour celebration!
to celebrate reaching 11k i decided to host an eras themed sleepover event! thank you so much for your love and support over the years. i would be nothing without you.
* ✰. — make a friendship bracelet
⤷ request an imagine based off a track from an era below!
— the eras
• debut
• fearless
• speak now
• red
• 1989
• reputation
• lover
• folklore
• evermore
• midnights
* ✰. — one single thread of gold
⤷ request a moodboard based off your favorite song/era with your favorite driver!
* ✰. — red lip classic thing that you like
⤷ send a 🎶 and an era for a song from that album!
* ✰. — rules/updates
⤷ please follow the rules of my blog, have fun and enjoy your journey! the celebration starts today (3/18) at 1pm EST and ends saturday (3/23) at 9pm EST! all posts and updates will be posted under the #11kerascelebration !
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buckets-and-trees · 10 months
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Oral, vaginal, anal?
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EM, YOU WICKED WONDERFUL MINX!
CONTENT WARNING: EXPLICIT DISCUSSION OF ORAL, VAGINAL, AND ANAL SEXUAL ACTIVITY
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There's no wrong answer, and that makes this all the more difficult to choose.
but
FOR THE SAKE OF PLAYING THE GAME
Oral = Steve He's going to make it a bit rough with all that strength, all that pent up energy, but he's also going to make sure there are some soft moments, aware of me every second, and I know he'll give me ample praise.
Vaginal = Andy I want to be on my back, this man firmly between my legs, fucking me into the mattress, and he's desperately kissing me until we can't breathe, but then he's going to insist that I look at him and not break that intimate eye contact while he's pushing me to the heights of pleasure, holding me while he thrusts harder and faster until we're both spent.
Anal = Ari Biggest and beefiest, but the one I have no question is going to make sure that his kink becomes my kink because it's that good. He doesn't go for anal right away. We've slept together a couple of times probably before he tries anything. And he knows exactly what he's doing. He's got his hand on my ass while we're kissing and grinding, already mostly naked in bed, and because we're heading into the more comfortable stages of the beginning of our relationship, nothing is rushed. His hand moves from cupping and stroking and squeezing my ass cheek to drifting till his fingers are slipping between my cheeks and then he's gently touching that tight hole, then more insistently he starts to slip a finger in, and my breath catches, and he pauses but asks if that's okay, and I say yes, and he smiles and asks if it feels good, and I say yes, and he asks if I want more, and I bite my lip for half a second, but I trust him and know he's given me nothing but pleasure to this point, so I say yes. When he's ultimately balls deep in my ass, hunched over my back, with one arm around my waist while he slowly thrusts, I'm feeling caged in, but in the best way, and crying good tears, and Steve can praise, but Ari's got a mouth that's dripping with praises, pouring out filth, and has been talking me through every bit of taking his cock up my ass, and I'm fucking here for it. Ruined and his now unquestionably.
...which - er - didn't know I was going to get THAT INVOLVED in that answer.
Okay.
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Link to the List of Sleepover Games
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the-slumberparty · 1 year
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This or That
ASK!
AUs
Professor AU or Boss AU?
Mob AU or Biker AU
Library AU or Cafe AU
Medieval AU or Ancient Greece AU
Mythology AU or Monster AU
Hitman AU or Spy AU
Nanny AU or Maid AU
Pirate AU or Royal AU
Tropes
Amnesia or Arranged Marriage
Force Proximity or Fake Relationship
Enemies to Lovers or Childhood Sweethearts
Vampires or Werewolves
Domestic Bliss or Hate Sex
Sex Pollen or Drunken Hook-Up
Mistaken Identity or Meet-Cute
Touch-Starved or Secret Virgin
Aesthetics
Pastel Pink or Dark Violet
Cottagecore or Grunge
The Smell of Books or The Warmth of Coffee
The Sound of the Ocean or The Hum of the Forest
Smudged Mascara or Bubblegum Lipstick
Messy Hair or Preppy Clothes
Flowers or Gemstones
Academia or Underground
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band-of-limbi · 6 months
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[ Hey Ardor. Book of Bones be upon ye. ]
Oh what the fuck-
(Right in the face!)
…ow.
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earthtooz · 1 year
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✧˖*°࿐ WELCOME TO THE MAIN EVENT! hello hello everyone!!!! thank you all so much for 5k followers T^T, idk why you all looked at my page and went yas let me interact bc i personally wouldn't xx, but i'm not complaining ᕙ(^▿^-ᕙ)
as a way of expressing my gratitude, i wanted to host something that allows me to gift you all something or allow you to get to know me a little better!
... SO COME ON IN !!!
the event is running from WHENEVER I POST MY FIRST FIC to whenever i get my requests done :p
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✩ PIZZA'S HERE! ✩ come on before it's all gone! this is a writing segment where you all can request a little blurb/fic from me! i'm accepting a maximum of eight requests. to help you all, i'm gonna give out a LINKED prompt list. find out more about this segment of the event HERE. MASTERLIST IS HERE.
✩ FACE MASK TIME! ✩ let's do some self-care, you deserve it! here you have the option of receiving a personalised moodboard or playlist from me, or we can play matchups for which character i could see you with! (specify which fandom) how to request: send me your name/alias, your star sign, mbti, what you like doing in your spare time, your aesthetic and music taste, and what your fav colour is, and who your fav anime character is!
✩ GOSSIP SESH! ✩ no way, they said what? in which you can ask me a bunch of things to get to know me a little better ;) likewise you could make me a moodboard, give me a playlist of your favourite songs, or match me up with a character you could see me being with! things you can ask me: • opinions on anything • ask me anything (no holding back- although keep it pg) • fuck, marry, kill • would you rather • ask for advice from a brutally honest teenager ROFL • anything? what's my fav movie/book? idk- you could ask me what's a life lesson i'm learning and i'd answer the shit out of it !!!!
if this flops i'm blocking all of you and deactivating (jk but GO!!! anyone is welcome to participate so don't be shy!!!!!)
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beautifultypewriter · 2 months
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Alright, so I have filled the queue! First post will be tomorrow, so to kick off this momentous occasion, I am having a sleepover! And of course you all are invited! Just send an ask with one of the activities and let's get this party started!
.•° ✿ °•. Face Masks .•° ✿ °•.
Time for some self-care. Send me a short description of yourself and a maximum of 2 of my fandoms and I'll tell you which characters I ship you with!
.•° ✿ °•. Movie Marathon .•° ✿ °•.
Send me any character from one of my fandoms and a one word prompt or a gif and I'll write a drabble for you! (If you can't think of a word let me know and I'll pull a prompt from my jar of writing prompts)
.•° ✿ °•. Friendship Bracelets .•° ✿ °•.
Ask me anything! Send me questions about myself, my writing, my OCs, what's in the queue, what's in my drafts, or anything fandom in general!
.•° ✿ °•. Makeovers .•° ✿ °•.
Send me a character (or two) and a prompt and I will make a moodboard!
.•° ✿ °•. Board Games .•° ✿ °•.
Send me a game like wed, bed, behead, or would you rather.
I am so excited about this! Hope you all can make it! And a huge thank you to @streets-in-paradise @kpopgirlbtssvt @mbruben-stein
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pupkashi · 9 months
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sleepover time !!
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i hope everyone gets here safely, let’s have a great time tonight 🫶🏼
please be sure to read my rules and who i write for before requesting, thank you <3 !
make yourself at home !!
talk to me abt anything u want ! gossip in your life, advice on things, your favorite shows or music, anything !! OR
tell me about yourself and I’ll ship you with someone! (specify which fandom plz!)
the cookies are ready :3
send in a prompt from this list w a character and I’ll write a drabble or headcanons on it!
time to really sleep :(
ask me anything you’d like (I’ll reblog an ask game we can play!), make me shuffle my playlists, ship me w someone, literally anything!
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umbreonlatias · 23 days
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Woah!
Look at this place!
*Her jaw drops at all the mons*
I doubt most aren't gonna sleep at this sleepover- there's sooo many mons to meet!
Never been to Unova, this should be interesting!
I hope I'm allowed since I'm part Latias...
I don't have a "human form" though despite being able to shape shift...
-She thinks about the Truth or dare game.
She has nothing to hide, but participating with a Reshiram host might be tricky- yet intruiging...
Perhaps there'd be no harm in at least observing...
(I seriously don't know, I could go either way I guess!)
She's not used to wearing clothes other than accessories like hats, pajamas are new to her, so this should be interesting!
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(On the left is her pillow- with the triangle pattern
Her outfit is in the middle
Her blanket is on the right)
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*Lola cautiously enters the venue with yogurt covered pretzels, a pillow, and a blanket*
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munsonsduchess · 2 years
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600 Follower Sleepover!
We just hit 600 followers today and I cannot believe it my mind is still blown. I never thought I’d make it this far honestly, there are so many amazing wonderful people out there to follow and I’m just so happy you guys chose me.
To celebrate we’re gonna have a little sleepover. From Monday the 11th to Sunday the 17th you can ask me anything you like:
♡ Choose a prompt from this list and i’ll do my best to write something
♡ FMK. You can ask any characters for any of my fandoms
♡ Top 5 / Top 10 anything
♡ This or That?
♡ Would you Rather?
We can play any game you guys like. This sleepover is for you amazing wonderful people who like my silly little thoughts and my silly little fics.
I wouldn’t be here without you. Thank you.
I love you. Say it back 💖
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wttcsms · 4 months
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"i (Nanami Kento) bet on losing dogs" x the losing dog (reader)
no other sadness in the world would do, kento nanami ;
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pairing kento nanami x f!reader word count 1.5k synopsis a quiet and intimate examination of modern day suffering content contains implied abusive spouse (for reader), implied unrequited love (nanami has feelings for reader)
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There is nothing in this world that Kento Nanami despises more than baseless loyalty. 
What a pathetic trait, he would think to himself. How could someone just blindly follow someone, constantly chasing after their shadow, only to be mistreated time and time again? It’s disgusting. Shameless. Weak.
He feels disgusting, shameless, weak. 
Powerless, too. That’s a new one. That’s how things usually go when it’s just the two of you; you start evoking all sorts of new emotions, like he’s a video game character and you’re helping him unlock upgrades to his character. It’s a bit disarming, really. Kento much prefers to remain as impassive as possible while in the office because unnecessarily giving up any pieces of himself to this skyscraper shithole feels like he’s letting his stupidly rich clients win. 
Kento likes routine, which is why he settles into one quickly and refuses to make adjustments unless absolutely necessary.
Login, watch the markets, log off. Nothing more, nothing less. 
And then you became his new desk partner, and his perfect, meticulous cycle is thrown off course.
Being observant does more harm than good. He notices the shiny ring on your finger and draws an invisible, never-to-be-passed boundary. He already has made up his mind on not engaging with any of his coworkers, female or male, married or otherwise, but with you, he makes the mental effort to visualize the line, the flashing red warning signs, the whole nine-yards. This is the first sign that you are going to fuck up his life. Already, you’re embedded in his insides, owning real estate in his subconscious long before he can even realize it.
At first, you don’t talk to him much; you don’t talk to most of the men working here, and Kento can’t fault you for that. Most of them are assholes, and all of them don’t have any morals. If this wasn’t the case, they wouldn’t be working here, after all.
Eventually, you start to withdraw, and Kento becomes the person you’re most comfortable with talking to. What you see is what you get with him. Kento refuses to be one of those people who are a waste of perfectly good oxygen, and he doesn’t speak unless it’s absolutely necessary. You’re in an industry where men purposely like to talk over women, just because they can get away with it. With Kento, you are given free rein of the conversation. It’s kismet, you and him.
He gets used to your constant conversation, never seeming to be put off by the fact that he doesn’t offer up his opinion unless explicitly asked. Kento normally doesn’t like it when people talk to him when he’s trying to get work done, but your voice is pleasant, your topics always interesting (“do you think there are different levels in Hell, or is a one-victim murderer being prodded by pitchforks right next to Hitler?”), and he finds that listening to you speak relaxes him somewhat. He doesn’t go home with a tightness in his shoulders and a persistent, throbbing ache in his head that aspirin can’t seem to fix. 
The first time Kento initiates conversation is when he sees you wearing a blazer during the sweltering heat of one of Japan’s most unforgiving summers. 
“A bit warm for all that,” he says, trying to adjust his tone and make it sound like a joke. Even if it did sound like a joke, he knows that your reaction would remain the same.
“Oh,” you give a nervous, insincere laugh, reflexively tugging on the sleeves even though your arms are still very much covered. “I get cold easily.”
That’s a lie. Kento knows because he knows you well enough to tell that you are the most genuine person he has ever interacted with. He doesn’t know how you ended up with this job when you’re much better suited for a career that actually helps people. He thinks back to when the office’s air conditioning went haywire and blasted the office with near-freezing temperatures. You had remained in your short-sleeved blouse, saying that you love the cold.
He doesn’t call you out on it, though. He just makes a noise from the back of his throat and turns back to his monitor. 
He can only pretend to ignore your erratic behavior for so long. You keep yourself covered to the point where you make a nun seem indecent. You withdraw from him, not initiating conversation unless Kento brings something up (he’s never been good at making small talk, and so more often than not, the conversation fizzles out quickly and awkwardly). And then you come to work with a black eye, and Kento refuses to let you suffer in silence any longer.
You break down and cry, feeling pathetic, feeling lost. You beg him not to say anything to anybody, that this is just a rough patch, that this’ll pass, and everything will be okay. Amidst your sobs, Kento finds himself wondering who you’re trying to convince right now. 
He holds you on the comedown. 
Now, there’s a new cycle. Things don’t get better for you; it doesn’t take a fucking genius to figure that one out. If a man lays his hands on you once, he’ll do it again. And again. And again. 
To take a life is a serious thing, but sometimes, there are worse ways to kill someone without ever murdering them. Your husband is killing you right now, a slow, soul-sucking type of death, and Kento would like to kill him. Some people are more curse than human. 
What did your husband do, Kento wonders, to make you fall in love with him? What can your husband do to make you finally wake up and realize that he is entirely undeserving of your love? 
Kento Nanami does not belong to any religion, does not attend church, does not even bother questioning the possibilities of a potential afterlife because his current life is already a bust as is. But after every late night he spends comforting and consoling you, holding you while you wet his button-down with your tears, he goes home and prays that you get the strength to fucking leave him. Pack your bags and get the hell out of Tokyo. Even if it means he’ll never see you again, the only person who makes this insufferable existence somewhat bearable. 
But the cycle doesn’t seem to ever break. He’s watching you fade away, and he decides that all the faith systems are fucked up for ignoring his pleas. 
“You should leave him.” He tells you, handing you a tissue. It’s technically a waste of breath; he tells you this shit all the time, and you never take his advice, but he says it anyway. Foolishly hoping that this time will be the time where you decide to listen to him. 
(And besides, he finds that anything he says to you could never be a waste.)
“But I love him.” You give him that same sad, watery smile, and Kento wants to pity you, but you wouldn’t accept it. Outwardly, he treats you the same as he used to, before he knew all that stuff that happens to you behind closed doors, because he knows what it’s like to be treated like you’re incapable of processing anything but kindness. The sweet, sugary kind of kindness, too — none of that blunt, pragmatic stuff. Kismet, he snorts. How fortunate that the kindness you need — re: blunt, pragmatic — is the only type he’s capable of giving to you.
Being treated like you’re surrounded by broken glass and everyone around you is trying desperately to avoid it makes people feel even worse. When Yu died, everyone acted like not being overly nice to Kento would somehow make him snap and go off the deep-end. The fact of the matter is, none of these people have ever been so overly cautious around him, and it actually made the pain of losing Yu somehow more unbearable. 
There are lots of replies that rest on the tip of his tongue. 
But does he love you? 
Why? 
Have some self respect, holy shit.
Your love is killing you from the inside out.
I could love you.
He tosses away your snotty tissues into the trash can, somehow not disgusted by you even though you think he should be. His grocery list now includes painkillers, band-aids, and bruise ointment. He thinks prayers are a waste of time, and before bed, he takes a shot in the dark and hopes some benevolent god is rooting for you like he is. There is nothing in the world that Kento Nanami despises more than baseless loyalty.
“I know.” And he leaves it at that.
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eddiessidegirl · 2 years
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Since I hit 200 followers I’ve decided to do a sleepover event!
It’ll run from Sept 26th to Oct 8th
Rules: All I ask is that you please follow the request rules already in place: —
Things to choose from:
♡ Short Drabble- Send in a blurb prompt of your choice and I’ll work on a short piece for you (500-1000 words)
♡ FMK - any char from any fandom I’m in or celebs even!
♡ This or That?
♡ Would You Rather?
♡ Moodboards - send in any kind of prompt for this, I’m open to most anything!
Thank you all again for following me, it’s so much appreciated and I love each of you very much mwah 💋💕
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buckets-and-trees · 10 months
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Aspen's Anniversary Sleepover
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Exactly one year ago, as it was turning from July 3rd to July 4th in my Mountain time zone, I was finalizing things and getting ready to post the first fanfic I'd published in more than six years. New account, new fandom. Starting a new stage of life, really... And part of that was to reclaim my love of writing. So I did it.
A lot of things have changed in my life over the course of this particular year's worth of days. Major pieces of my life have shifted, and small things as well. A significant part of my life and happiness since then has been this fandom - writing, reading, connecting with others, developing true friendships. My life doesn't revolve around this stuff, but it has grown from the good here.
AND SO I WANT TO THROW MY FIRST SLEEPOVER PARTY WITH YOU, MY TUMBLR FRIENDS - FROM THE CASUAL FOLLOWERS TO THE MUTUAL BESTIES!
The actual sleepover festivities will take place this weekend, but I'm posting to commemorate THE ANNIVERSARY MOMENT.
To see what good mischief I want to get up to with all of you, click the "keep reading..."
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This week I'll be posting:
A follow up to The Brooklyn Boys series (the first story I posted on @buckets-and-trees)
A smutty little sequel to something to go along with another week of Hot Bucky Summer
A BRAND NEW STORY debut for a Bucky AU that was born from a request I got when I did my 300 Follower Request Fest (which just seems totally insane given it's only been a couple of months since then, and now I'm flirting with almost 1k of you)
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🤔 TRUTH: Take a look at my library and then drop a question in my askbox about one of my stories or a character from that story.
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😏 DARE: Take a look at my library and then drop a dare to write a trope or AU you think might challenge me (don’t pick the character - my muse likes a challenge, but thrives on creative freedom to make challenges work).
I’ll give you either a quick “how I would write it”/plot idea OR it may just turn into one of my upcoming stories (still looking for ideas for Bucky Barnes Bingo fills and a series of spooky stories I want to publish once a week this fall).
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🍫 SNACKS & TREATS: Drop a pic or gif or thot in my ask box about one of my favorite fictional men for us to drool over and eat up together.
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🤫 LATE NIGHT SECRETS: Ask me almost anything (within reason - this is the public internet, so I'm not going to tell you intimate details) OR take inspo from this writing-based ask game.
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🤩 STARGAZING: Point at one of these stories I'm working on and ask for either a LINE 💫 or a DETAIL ✨ , and I'll share something from that work:
Devour, pt. 2: Fat
Devour, pt. 3: Acid
Devour, pt. 4: Heat
Thighs of Betrayal
Right About Him, Wrong About Me
Return Line
The Great Bucky Bake Off
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PLEASE FILL UP MY ASKBOX AS SOON AS IT SUITS YOUR LEISURE! It's my first big sleepover and I've definitely picked games that I am eager to play and celebrate with all of you. Don't be shy! I wouldn't be posting if I didn't want to hear from you!
If you want to submit on anon, you absolutely can because I've been blessed so far only to have received the nicest things from anons, and I know I was intimidated to send asks to some of the blogs I followed for a while, so I get it.
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band-of-limbi · 6 months
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(Ardor has now gone to explore the Library! Yayyyyyy-)
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ੈ✩‧₊˚ 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐏 ੈ✩‧₊˚
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*ੈ✩‧₊˚ 𝐢𝐦 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐮𝐭𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐀𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐚 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 (𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐬 𝐢‘𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨) 𝐬𝐨 𝐢‘𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞. 𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐚 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐩-𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐭. 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝!
╰┈➤ 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐩! - send me a 🧸 and share what’s on your mind! Tell me something about yourself. Or send a meme. Whatever you want
╰┈➤ 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 - send me a 🌾 your name + a song to get a personal moodboard
╰┈➤ 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 - send me a🥤and a fictional character from my fandom list (or any character at all if you give me some info) to get a date idea + a mood board
╰┈➤ 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 - send me a 📸 and a desc of yourself (or your s/i) and I’ll draw you!
╰┈➤ 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐬 - send a 🌞 and a description of yourself to get a matchup (very little text bc I learned from my mistakes); fandoms at the bottom of the post
╰┈➤ 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 - send me 🌜 and 3 characters and I’ll do fmk/hgk/ that other version from this post
╰┈➤ 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 - send me a 🔦 to get a horror movie rec for the summer
╰┈➤ 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐬 - time for fandom specific matchups! Your pjo parent, your encanto talent, your peculiarity - anything goes, just send me a 💛
╰┈➤ 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐦𝐝𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞... - send me a 🧳 to get a random story
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ 𝐁𝐔𝐍𝐊 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 [𝐦𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐬] *ੈ✩‧₊˚
╰┈➤ 𝐣𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 - send me a 🎸 to get a short (2-5 songs) playlist about yourself
╰┈➤ 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 - send me 📼 + anything like your favourite book or movie or types of birds and I’ll do a cym (cast your mutuals)
╰┈➤ 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐬! - send a 🍊 to get some gen compliments!
╰┈➤ 3𝐚𝐦 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐬 - send me a 🔥 and I’ll tell you what characters you remind me of
╰┈➤ 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐞? - send me a 🧡 + plus one question or dare for me
✧.*𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐬✧.*
𝐩𝐣𝐨/𝐡𝐨𝐨; 𝐡𝐩; 𝐭𝐨𝐡; 𝐦𝐩𝐡𝐟𝐩𝐜 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬; 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐲; 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬; 𝐝𝐞𝐡; 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐤; 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐥; 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫‘𝐬 𝐚 𝐯𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞; 𝐭𝐠𝐰𝐝𝐥𝐦; 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐲; 𝐈𝐓; 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐬; 𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬; 𝐗; 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤; 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐩 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐩; 𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐢𝐚; 𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐬; 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐮𝐯𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐬𝐬; 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐚; 𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐨; 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐭; 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥; 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐰𝐚𝐲; 𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐚; 𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬; 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐬; 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐣𝐨𝐛; 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞
feel free not to stick to the form here. you can give me some movie recs too, or ask for advice, I want to keep in touch with you guys. also like, lmk if we’re moots. I remember everybody probably but it doesn’t hurt to check
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Hey guyssss!!! Ok so ive never done anything like this before but as im nearing 500 i wanted to do something like a sleepover! Like some blurb requests, fic recs, cym, i ship you with etc etc. Lemme know if this is something youll be interested in and ill get it ready! Love you all and thank you!
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