taking kakashi out for drinks and having him complain about his students and how tired he is then he’ll get drunk and invite you to his place but the second his body hits the bed even before you can take your top off he’s snoring so you try to make him comfortable removing his vest and headband thinking he’s deep asleep, yet before you can turn away he grabs you and pulls you down to lay with him.
“you mislead me with promises of sex” you complain but let him spoon you, “turns out you just wanted to cuddle.”
“what a jerk i am” he nuzzles on your neck.
“such a jerk” you pull the duvet higher.
HARRY POTTER AND THE PHILOSOPHER'S STONE (2001) dir. Chris Columbus ☛ ALAN RICKMAN as Severus Snape
luka can actually hear the background music the show puts for certain scenes so he knows the situation based on the music
trailing off bc you think no one is listening to you only for the quiet one of the group to nudge your foot w theirs ): so you continue talking — quieter this time — and they’re not looking at you but you see a lil quirk of their lips and the occasional head nods when you pause ):
chifuyu, hakkai, kakucho, saiki, aren, asahi, yamaguchi, fukunaga, kenma, semi semi, mori, barbatos, belphie, satan, your fave <3
i think adrien is his own friend group tbh
luka is the missing person because they wrote him out of the show please give me my wife back
fuck it ik u cant rlly spot george weasley fans in the wild but i love this man and i have free will so i posted this 🩵
lover, you should've come over, 'cause it's not too late. | g. weasley
burning in the corner is the only one who dreams he had you with him. george weasley never wanted to be in love. but that day—that one special day from his first year that he'll forever hold dear - is when he caught a glimpse of your bewitching eyes and those stray ethereal curls he dreamt so much of touching. to hold you was to go to heaven—or so he said.
lonely is the room, the bed is made, the open window lets the rain in. each passing moment with you was eternal—those moments when he touched you, when he felt like he wasn't a half of a whole; like he was his own person, only associated with you.
sometimes a man gets carried away when he feels like he should be having his fun, much too blind to see the damage he's done. there was this fight between the two of you, right before the great war. you knew there would be consequences in participating in it, whilst he was ever the griffindor—always fearless and courageous. he could remember your sad words of goodbye that night; when you held him so tightly whispering words of sugariness althought you made it very clear that you were on different sides. be brave, griffindor. be strong as the walls you've built around your heart.
his body turns, and yearns for a sleep that won't ever come. he could never live that way again. his old, carefree ways spent with his dear departed brother, fred—all gone. and the worse of all, you weren't there. you'll never be there again. all the sadness and destruction that happened in his life was all because he chose to stray away from you; from the everlasting sweetness you had provided his life. all gone, all gone.
sometimes a man must awake to find that, really he has no one. as he spent a whole year alone, with weasley's wizarding wheezes closed and his time spent all on trying to move on—he couldn't. he sees and hears and reads your name everywhere, may it be on the daily prophet where he reads that your family has moved on, or in his mother's mouth when she casually mentions that you have visited the burrow when he wasn't around. he hears your voice at his sister's pre-recorded messages from you, which contained all the sweet, kind words he wanted to hear. you were everywhere.
oh, love, well, he's waited for you. those months he spent with angelina—his brother's past girlfriend were only temporary soltitude; whilst his mind's peace when he was around you lasted forevermore. he couldn't help but compare your smile with her's, and how his words for angelina never seemed genuine. he felt like angelina, too, was looking for something she could never get back. and like two kindred souls, they decided being lonely together was better than mourning fred alone. it was too fast to be healthy for the both of them, and they knew that very well. so when things took a turn and they fighted, fighted, and fighted—he remembered you and how you fought, fought, and fought. all his fault.
sweet lover, you should've come over. him and angelina eventually separated, and his feet found itself on your door. he knocked, three times—your lucky number. and as soon as you opened the door, he begged, begged and begged.
"i know—i know that i am not worthy of standing at your door, but my love— let me; let me fall in love with you once more; not one single moment did i stop— so that i can truly prove to you that i am."
size kinks and jason todd laying you flat on your stomach, your bed faces the mirror and one of his hands keeps your hands pressed flat against your back while the other is pressed against the back of your neck. the position doesn't help considering jason was already huge, it felt like he was bruising every part of you and he knew it "c'mon baby.. take it all" " 's too big sir.. slower" "nuh uh, you like mouthing off so much, you're so big and strong right baby? stay still and fucking take it"
with bruce wayne i feel like it's a little different, it's more subtle. he doesn't mock you the way that jason does, its simply something that's in the air. it's on display whenever he holds you up with one arm firmly wrapped around your neck and the other wrapped around your torso. your back pressed against his chest and he completely dwarfs you, and he knows you like it "that's it... such a pretty girl, taking me so well. fuck, fits like a glove."
you did not kudos? you left the fic without a reblog? oh! oh! jail for reader! jail for reader for One Thousand Years!
I just know Dabi would take the best pictures of you known to man. You thought you’re ugly and unphotogenic? Give him the camera, he’ll know how to capture your beauty in a way that has you staring at your own picture for hours. And he’ll act like he’s annoyed everytime you ask him for pics but deep down he loves taking them for you, he’ll also take pictures of you when you’re not looking and those turn out the prettiest. (Maybe he just loves you too much you can tell by the way he takes pictures. He’d draw you too if he could)
idk if you take requests but i feel like tsukishima is the type to return your love letters graded
omg i can totally see this 😭😭
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to see your love letter that you had given to tsukishima yesterday being returned in your shoe locker definitely broke your heart. however, your sorrow quickly dissipates when something catches your attention.
"did he actually just grade it??"
a "6/10" is written in red ink at the top right corner of the envelope. you scoff in offense, taking a second glance at it. "the audacity..."
you take out the letter from the envelope to skim through it. you spot other writings in red ink too, underlining some of your words and commenting on them. there are criticisms like, "too sappy", "your handwriting is illegible", and the one that pissed you off the most: "unnecessarily longwinded, cut to the point". damn him, you spent so much time trying to craft the perfect letter, to think you even fell for that bastard.
for your sanity's sake, it is a relief you finally got to the end. at the bottom, it writes:
"you should have confessed to me in person, dumbass, then we would have settled on a date earlier."
then in smaller letters, "i guess i like you, too."
your heart stops. your grip on the paper loosens. you blink, staring at those last few words.
a grin slowly grows on your face.
"that fucking bitch."
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a/n: sorry i just spammed words and this came out. uh, happy valentine's day??? when i received this request, i laughed so hard. to clarify on whether i do requests, i think the more appropriate term would be "suggestions". i write based on how i'm feeling and inspiration, so i may or may not write your ideas. take it as a gamble :P i appreciate all of your messages though!!
edit: damn this piece had so many mistakes wts
Draco Malfoy
Masterlist Social media masterlist ☀ synopsis: the boys do their own take on a trend that shows how he tried to confess to his crush over various Instagram stories genre: one shot smau, fake texts, fluff, warnings: fem pronouns, fluff everywhere
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