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welcome to the city of angels, want to explore the depths of heaven?
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will you levitate up where the angels inhabit?🕯️;༊ will you levitate where I won’t reach you…?
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the whitaker roommate crumbs we’ve been getting has me thinking like crazy…
thinking about rooming with him and santos, upsizing to a bigger place with having an extra person (you) and the problems of sharing one bathroom between two very particular people (three if you count garcia’s bouts of hanging around)
and yeah it’s a bigger space (three beds, two bathrooms) but you and whitaker have to get comfortable really fast because santos insisted on getting her own designated bathroom, fair, while the two of you split one and it’s oddly intimately domestic once you two get in the groove of things.
very let’s-brush-our-teeth-together-but-not-ask-each-other-to-do-it-but-just-assume-so-every-night. one time he accidentally spit toothpaste into your hair and you conveniently had to use the bathroom every time he got out of his room for a week straight. cue pounding on the door and a pissed off santos.
very one person sits on the lid of the toilet while the other is showering and talking about their day. hands grasping for towels that they can’t reach and the other bridges the gap in that way. giggling over a patient that came into the ER one time with their hand stuck in a glass jar while the other was on a day off. shooing the other away when it’s time to get out.
you’ve caught glances of whitaker before, lounge pants low on his hips as he pulls a shirt over his head and he’s lean but still visibly strong from farm work. and it’s embarrassing how fast you have to look away when he starts to turn towards the door to get to the living room for roommate bonding time (rounds of television and a movie with santos).
How it feels logging onto Tumblr to read fics after joining a new fandom
When I get to the end of the fanfic and it says, "I'll update soon".......... it was written in 2017
Remmick is particular about what of his long life to share with you, only giving bits and pieces at a time, leaving you to attempt to put it all together. But when it’s late, or early you could say, when the sun is just about to rise and he’s resting in bed with you his walls shatter away. Both of you lay naked against the sheets, his own eyelids drooping lower fighting to stay awake.
“Have you ever turned anyone?” You whisper, his eyes focus on you as he nods.
“Oh ya, a lot.” It comes in a slur, his voice changing into something it used to be, something he always hides from you behind that southern charm he speaks.
“What happened to them?” He shifts to his back, allowing you to see his side profile, from the structure of his jaw to the outline of his nose in the candlelight.
“Most of ‘em died, some I let go.” His voice is soft, broken sounding. You knew about hunters, certain people who hunted monsters, monsters like him and those he turned. You know he’s dangerous, a killer, but still allow him into your home, you bed, he’s your killer, your monster.
“Why did you let them go?” His head turns to you, eyes locking with your own.
“They wanted to go, to be free, so I let them.” His voice is deeper in this accent, something far too pretty sounding for a town like this.
“Would you ever turn me?” His eyes go wide for a moment before he turns his head back, looking up at the ceiling again. He’d never bitten you, instead cutting you places like your thighs or stomach, he’d told you the bite would turn you into what he is, it would kill you.
“Maybe.” He says, voice hardly a whisper. “One day, when you’ve had your chance to enjoy the sun, enjoy life.” He turns his head back to you, you shimmy closer to him, giving him a quick kiss against his lips. As you hover over him, one elbow propping you up, he just looks dazed below.
“I enjoy the life I have with you.” The admission brings something to his eyes, those pretty baby blues, so pretty you wondered if they were like that before he was a monster or if they had changed to that when he turned, another beautiful thing about him to lure folks in.
“Your so perfect darlin’” His southern charm is back, his arms dragging you down against his chest. you don’t mind the heat as you lay on his chest, both of your sweat mingling together again for the second time that night.
i DESPERATELY need more love island azriel, maybe even each bat boy in the love island universe please please please😫
casa amor where cassian couples up with you just to tease azriel 🌚 and in the end you bring him back and we get a little jealous azriel….
then maybe a little hc of what they brought to the villa. And maybe some other things that are in the worksss 🌚
a court of thorns and roses
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Azriel
⤻ bombshell azriel [love island au]
just thinking about bombshell Azriel. Entering the villa, making everyone turn their heads. His eyes are immediately set onto you. During the challenge, he kissed you first, then came BACK around to finish off with you.
Slept alone that night, but made sure to give you a forehead kiss goodnight. He wants you and your couple to know that you are definitely on his radar. That morning, you best believe he was in the kitchen. Talking it up with the guys, "no hard feelings man, we're all here to make connections." is what he told your couple. Served you a plate of pancakes (fully cooked) with some coffee.
Now chatting it up, hes pulled you like 7 different times just to have your undivided attention. Talked with other girls, but wasn't feeling it like he was with you. No kisses though the day, no he's saving that for tonight at the fire pit.
Its now his time to shine, he gets to pick his lucky girl. Called your name so sweetly that bees probably buzzed around minuets after. Swept you off your feet when you walked up to him, literally, that man was doing the most. gave you a sweet kiss to the lips then set you down. has a shit eating grin as he sits next to you on the couch, watching as your used-to-be man now being booted off the island.
This is my brainrot from watching wayyy too much love island! This new season has me tweaking, and not in a good way. anyways bombshell azriel lives rent free in my head. give a piece of that man. not proofread, will probably write more about this man.
TUMBLR PLEASE, ADD A FEATURE LIKE THIS!! I BEG😭 I’m tired of pressing my space button
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DONT WORRY I MADE IT WHEN I READ THIS🤭 couldn’t let you go hungry😔🫶🏻
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Jujutsu Kaisen!
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Upcoming Works! if any of these upcoming works catch your interest, feel free to dm me or send me an ask, asking to be tagged when released!
Dating Manjiro Sano!
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Notes! Hehehe back from the dead🙈
[t h e_o t h e r_b o y]
Pairings! Tsukishima, Hinata, Osamu, Suna, Bokuto, Akaashi x gn!reader
CW! Implied cheating, suggestive, reader’s boyfriend is toxic [nothing goes into detail!], haikyuu boys being the other man, not proofread!
Notes! Woah I’m back from my little disappearance! Anyways, I don’t support cheating if you’re doing it just because you can! In these scenarios, the reader is in a toxic relationship, but can’t get out a put it! [doesn’t go into detail of relationship!]
Maybe part 2 with others..?
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As your phone rang on your nightstand, a groan left your lips as you knew who was calling you. You reached over to grab the phone…
Tsukishima smirked lazily at you, his hands slithering along your waist to pull to back to his chest. “Now why do you still give that loser the time of day?” He mumbled into the back of your neck, his lips brushing softly along the skin. A smile made your way to your lips as you turned your head slightly to look at the blond behind you. “Suki, he’s still my boyfri-“ before you could finish he cut you off with a scoff, “say that to me while you’re in my arms again, and I swear to you, you won’t be walking straight tomorrow.”
Despite Hinata’s jolly mood couple seconds ago, a frown immediately appeared when you slipped out of his arms. He knew it was wrong, to hold you when you’re in a relationship-even if it was toxic, he should’ve still respected it. But you were just too tempting to him, so tempting, he broke his morals for you. Snatching your phone out of your hands, he declined the call. “Sho!” You gasped, looking back at the boy in your bed, “why did you do that?” His frown deepened at your words, tossing your phone on the other side of your bed, he moved above you. Your back pressed back down on your bed as his hands rested on your hip, his thumb rubbing soft circles against the skin. “Why do you want to talk to him? Do you not enjoy talking to me?” He mumbled softly, his head dipping down to your neck to leave feather light kisses along the skin.
Osamu rolled his eyes as he let out a long sigh, rolling onto his back as he spread his arms out. He glanced over towards you, seeing you pick up the call from your boyfriend. Your smile dropped into a frown at whatever the bum was spitting to you through the phone, he watched, bitting along his bottom lip. Silently, his moved closer to you so you’re within his reach. Wrapping you in his arms securely, he pulled you back down into the plush mattress. Your eyes widen in surprise as you suppressed the gasp of shock. You quickly muted your mic, turning to the grey haired boy, “Samu! You know I’m on the phone” you whispered, but made no attempt to escape the grasp of his arms. “Unmute, let him hear what you sound like when you’re actually in love” he replied, a smirking forming on his face as he captured your lips with his.
Suna knew full well what he was doing, holding your phone in one hand as the other went to cover your mouth. The sound of your boyfriends voice came through the speakers of the phone and suna couldn’t help but laugh at it. “Seriously, what do you see in this guy?” He chuckled, shaking his head as he looked down at you. He took off speaker phone as he placed the phone to his ear, keeping his eyes locked on you, “hello?…ah, y/n?..hey now don’t be mad because you’re not the one in bed..” he laughed, and your eyes widened at his words. In a hurry, you snatched your phone back from the chocolate haired boy. “It’s not wh-“ you stopped mid sentence when you realized that nobody was on the phone. Embarrassment and anger filled you as looked up at boy, shoving his chest. “That’s not funny suna!” Even when you’re angry at him, he can’t help but smile. “Bunny, it’s everything what it sounds like.” He mumbled, leaning down to your lips.
The energetic Bokuto, who seemed to be in a much calmed mood, smiled widely as he held you firmly in his arms. He head buried into the crevice of your neck as he let out a deep exhale. Only when your started to shuffle your way away from him, did he peek open an eye. Seeing you reaching for the phone made him tug you back. “No. You don’t get to entertain other men when you’re with me” he pouted, pushing his head deeper in you neck and planting a couple kisses to the skin. “Ko..but you’re the other man im entertaining if we’re being honest” you mumbled, running a hand through his hair. With that sentence, he let out a dramatic gasp, raising his head to look at you. “No! Take that back y/n. I will not be the other man- I mean yes, technically I am, but! I will not accept that title” he grumbled, shaking his head. With a soft laugh leaving you, you nodded your head and pulled him back down to you. “Okay, fine you’re not the other man”
Akaashi’s sleep was interrupted by the annoying ring of your phone. “Turn it off” he grumbled, rolling over onto his back he made sure to move you with him. With a huff of small annoyance you squirmed around in his arms, “well I can’t if you keep pulling me along with you when you move!” You muttered, managing to pry away one of his arms. He only hummed in response, too tried to make a sentence until he heard the voice of your boyfriend come through your phone when you accepted the call. His eyes shot open as he snapped his head towards you, “you’re not seriously talking to that shithead at this hour” he muttered lowly, narrowing his eyes at you. You waved your hand dismissively to him in response, earning you another grumble. In a quick movement, Akaashi snatched the phone and hung up on the boy. “How can sleep when my Princess if talking to other boys?” He mumbled, pulling you back to him in a tight hug. “Kei! What the hell? Now I have to call him back!” You responded, shuffled around trying to reach your phone. “No, you don’t have to do anything but cuddle with me. Now go back to sleep”
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Kenma x Painter!Reader [requested!]
Synopsis! You’re a painter, who just came back from a hiatus. You don’t see the beauty in your art, but Kenma dose!
Cw! Established relationship, gender neutral reader!, one-shot, fluff, proofread but at the same time not!….kinda has a cringe part?? But not really?!
Note! Thank you anon for sending this in. I actually liked writing this! I hope it reaches your standards❤️
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Another deep sigh could be heard from the room down the hall, it seemed to become more of a frequent sound to be heard during these nights. Kenma took off his headset, leaning back into his chair to take a peek down the hallway. The door was slightly ajar, a strip of yellow light seeping out into the darkness. He knew his lover was probably hunched over a canvas, a brush in hand, trying to perfect the already perfect art.
With that thought in mind, he let out a sigh of his own. Pushing himself up from his chair, doing a small stretch in process of pausing the game on his monitor, he proceeded to exit the room. Creeping closer to the ajar door, he stepped into the strip of yellow light, an eye peeking through the crack.
He could see you, as he imagined, hunched over a canvas a frown on your lips as you stared down at it. He knew you’ve been having trouble with your creativity lately. It’s been weeks since you’ve picked up a brush, and now that you have, you seemed trouble with everything you did. He never understood, as he always found your pieces such a beauty to the eye. But you on the other hand didn’t seem to meet eye to eye on the matter. The troubled look in your eyes was a dead give away, to anyone who were to see you, that you didn’t like what you saw.
A soft knock made your gaze shift from your work to the door, that was now fully pushed open. You gave a soft weary smile to Kenma, noticing his concerned eyes.
“You doing alright?” He spoke softly to you as he walked into the room, making sure to avoid the clutter around the floor. You bite the inside of your cheek as you looked back down at your painting. It was something simple, something you’ve worked years to perfect. A small portrait shouldn’t have you overthinking your skills, but ever since coming back to this hobby; everything seemed to bother you.
‘He must’ve noticed, I shouldn’t trouble him though.’ Was the first thought to pop in mind as you figured out what to tell him.
“Yeah, everything’s fine… really” you looked back at him, a half smile on your lips. You hoped he couldn’t see the disappointment in your eyes. But he always took notice of everything about you, he knew you inside and out.
“Don’t lie y/n….you’ve been struggling ever since you came back” he stood at your side, one of his hands coming up to brush a strand of hair behind your ears. Then he let his hand slip down to your jaw, his thumb brushing along your cheek and chin.
“How about we take a break? You’ve been cooped up since sundown. I’ll turn off the game and we can cuddle, yeah?” His tone was gentle, knowing that a wrong word could break you in this moment of weakness. You looked up to him, leaning your head into his touch. Your eyes watered, you didn’t feel like you deserved this angel in front of you. You nodded your head, feeling a lump forming in your throat from holding back the load of emotions.
“…thank you baby” you muttered out, standing up from your stool. Your knees ached from the lack of movement of the past couple of hours, but you shook it off. You didn’t spare your painting another glance as Kenma lead you out of your studio.
As you both slipped under the covers, Kenma held you close. His hand gently running along you hair, it was silent in the room until he spoke up. “..i never understood why you never like your art. How you think every stroke of the brush is a mistake, or how you feel like you didn’t catch the beauty that’s being showcased on the canvas. I never understood kitten.”
You laid on his chest, listening to his words. You inhaled a breath, about to speak before he cuts you off. “I never understood, because I always liked your art. I always liked every detail you put in with that brush. And I always liked how you captured everything on a simple canvas.”
He tilted his head down, looking at you as he continued to brush through your hair. You felt your heart pound in your chest and your eyes water. Knowing that at least someone saw what you wanted to see in your art was enough. “I know I can do better than what I’m painting now, I just can’t seem actually do it” you spoke out, feeling your bottom lip start to tremble. You felt ridiculous, getting worked up over something so little. He lets out a soft sigh, his other hand coming up to wipe at your eyes.
“I know you can too, but after coming back from such a break, y/n, it’s not just going to just come to your hands baby.” He spoke softly, his thumb brushing along your cheek. “It’s like when a new game comes out. And I know I can beat it, but I keep dying to some low level boss. I know my skill is better, but i haven’t played this new game. So I suck, until I get back on my grind, then I’m back to being the best. It’s just like that kitten, except you don’t suck. You never suck” he said, a soft chuckle coming out at the end. It vibrated through his chest as you couldn’t help the smile that reached your lips. You laid your cheek down against his chest, nodding your head.
He was right, of course he was. You cleared your mind away of the doubting and overthinking thoughts. You knew that if you were going to get back to the skill you once stood at, you needed to ‘get back on the grind’, as your boyfriend put it. With that you leaned up, placing a soft grateful kiss to his lips, which he returned, his hand gently cupping you cheek.
The night drained on and you felt better about your portrait, knowing that stressing over a little thing is only going to hold you back from accomplishing your goal. You were just thankful Kenma made you realized it.
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Hey there, hope you're doing fine! I was wondering if you could do a one-shot of kenma with an artist!reader. I had this idea where reader just started painting again after a big break because of creative block, so they get self-conscious every time they start a new work because they fear it won't be good enough. (This was very specific sorry---)
Kenma is my comfort character, and all your works of him are just 🤌*chef kiss*. It's okay if it's not possible! Thank you for taking your time to read this, take care!💕
Thank you so much! I’m glad that you’ve enjoyed my works of Kenma! Also i enjoyed the specifics, it gives me more to go off of ❤️
This sounds very cute, I can just imagine how supportive Kenma is towards his s/o hobbies and such! I’ll enjoy writing about this!
Please don’t expect this anytime soon, been a little neglective towards my writing these days😅 The best I can promise is next week😭 I’ve actually started writing about it since it first came in, and I’m just now writing back!
But wow I typed a lot on this one, so imma leave it off at that! Please look forward to it!
Dating Takashi Mitsuya!
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