erlanddeity
idk what this acc is for anymore. student/part-time ponderer/part-time singer. 19.
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“Nine months,” Caleb murmured, staring at the tiny baby in his arms. His baby. Their baby. His eyes were shining with awe—but his voice carried a hint of betrayal. “Nine months inside your mom’s womb… only to come out looking exactly like me.”
You rolled your eyes, the corner of your lips curling up into a soft smile. Your attention remained fixed on the minimally interesting documentary playing on the TV. “Good job, baby.”
“Good job?” He continued to pace in circles while cradling the baby. Caleb ran a finger along his son’s cheek, gently poking it, amazed by how soft and chubby it was. “It’s not that I don’t like him—he’s cute, and I love him. But I wanted a mini-you running around the house, giving me headaches. Instead, I replicated myself.”
“Yeah, sometimes genetics do that.” You replied, starting to feel a little sorry for your husband. “Besides, he hasn’t even turned one month old yet, maybe he’ll pick up my personality or some other trait of mine?”
Caleb sat down next to you, careful not to disturb the pillows surrounding you. “You think?” He spoke a little too loudly, then flinched as he felt the baby stir, waking up. Slowly, his tiny eyelids fluttered open, granting his dad a glimpse of his purple irises.
There was a long silence between you, the only sound being the narrator’s voice echoing through the room.
You took a deep breath, trying to suppress a laugh. Caleb held one of the baby’s tiny hands, attempting to entertain him. “Your genes didn’t even try…”
"is it wrong—" caleb murmurs, the tip of his thumb gently scraping along the curve of your earlobe as his palm rests flat atop the sheets, beside your head.
you blink up at him, breath coming slow on a silent inhale, heart treading a curious rhythm.
his thighs are warm, caging you in between his tall, solid frame and the soft give of the mattress. the bed creaks as he shifts, leaning in closer.
his breath is hot when it fans across your cheeks, down the slope of your upper lip.
caleb's eyes search your face.
"is it wrong," he starts again, in a rough voice wrapped in gravel as it crawls up his throat and slides slowly down your spine, "that seeing you like this..."
his thumb finds a home in the center of your bottom lip, pressing down so you feel the bite of your teeth. he twists his wrist, fingers curled around a phantom blade.
"...that having you here now, to myself.."
he drags it down a little further, violet eyes watching the way your jaw moves for him.
and then he exhales, unsteady. sharp.
"...it makes me want to ruin you for anyone else."
the edge of his question feels better than it has any right to as it sinks in deep.
and something unfurls inside of you, yawning awake. something that's lain dormant. something that has saliva pooling on the back of your tongue, anticipation stirring in your gut.
your tongue flicks out, sliding along the digit before you take it into your mouth.
and something akin to satisfaction presses itself into the corners of caleb's lips.
normies will never know the excitement you get when you suggest a niche prompt to your fav fic author and they take it and make it a thousand times better
it’s time. tell me ur favorite book you read in 2024. also least favorite if you’ve got one!
man ive gained a new appreciation and admiration for smut writers cuz goddamn is it hard!!! (pun unintended)
like i have been edging my characters for so long because i do not know how to write sexy scenes
ASKING THEM TO GET YOU SOMETHING TO EAT
characters: mitsuya takashi, baji keisuke, draken, chifuyu matsuno
mitsuya with an influencer gf... she's always ready to try out the new dresses he makes for her... and when you're filming it, he's standing off to the side, quietly admiring how good it looks on you...
church boys are so twink material
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 東京卍リベンジャーズ | Tokyo Revengers (Manga), 東京卍リベンジャーズ | Tokyo Revengers (Anime) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Mitsuya Takashi/Reader Characters: Mitsuya Takashi, reader as a student Additional Tags: i started this in the middle of exams, had to get thru exam season, thinking of mitsuyas arms around me, Comfort, Sleepy Cuddles, Cute, somehow it turned a bit raunchy, consider it a lil treat, Making Out, i just think mitsuya gives the best hugs, and the best cuddles, physical touch as love language, reader is sleep deprived, and suffering thru exams, mitsuya is soooo in love with you, this whole collection is so self-indulgent Series: Part 3 of Forever Boy (Mitsuya Takashi boyfriend scenarios) Summary:
“Tired?” You hum, closing your eyes and burying you’re nose into his shirt which smells like him. Heaven. “Wanna take a nap?” “You have stuff to do,” You mumble, moving so you can look up at him. “I won’t take long, promise.” Mitsuya presses a kiss to your forehead. “I don’t mind, babe.” He really doesn’t. He knows how hard-working you are and your tendency to overwork yourself. You deserve a break once in a while.
or: Mitsuya convinces you to take a nap with him.
Chapters: 1/2 Fandom: Haikyuu!! Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Kozume Kenma/Reader Characters: Kozume Kenma, Kuroo Tetsurou, Hinata Shouyou Additional Tags: im like a month late, but this is in honor of the movie, Had to do it, IT WAS SOOO GOOD, Fluff, Fluff and Humor, Romantic Fluff, Minecraft Mechanics, kenma as a minecraft player, Secret Relationship, kenma brainrot go brr, kuroo is an idiot, hinata is a sunshine Summary:
Kenma's eyes widen as he realizes what's happening. "Babe!" Goddamit, why are you so suicidal? Kenma quickly takes out his bow and shoots arrows at the Warden, trying to get his attention off of you and onto him. And it works!
kittywashere: yall heard that?
or: Kenma accidentally exposes your relationship to the world.
the only thing i don't like about kenma is if u shorten his name its just Ken..... and im very much against that name
PLEASE KEN WAKUI I NEED TO KNOW HOW THIS BAND CAME TO BE🙏🙏 AND WHAT KIND OF SONGS THEY SING🙏🙏🙏🙏 AND HOW DOES MITSUYA SOUND 😫😫😫🙏🙏🙏🙏 PRETTY PLSSSSSSS
Mitsuya, boyfriend material
"Mitsuya-kun is strong in fights, belongs to a club, is good at sewing, can cook, is the lead singer of a band, and has a playful side, so I think he has a lot of attributes. No matter how you look at him."
HOLD ON A SECOND NOW KEN WAKUI NEEDS TO EXPLAIN TO ME WHY IS MITSUYA A LEAD SINGER AAAAAAAAAA
I'm not the first person who said it but...
so i did this
then, for shits n giggles, i thought, why don't i put myself??
then this happened
yeah... didnt expect to get attacked like that😀
genuinely need some toge inumaki fics like... someone pls feed me🙏
the first thing that popped on my head when i saw this was Hoshi and his horanghae agenda... and lemme tell ya i think kuroo would 100% be on-board with that
the eldest daughter in me loveeeeeessssss the age-gap trope but the eldest daughter in me also lovvvvvvvvveeessss the found family trope but the eldest daughter in me also loveeeeesss the sunshine x grumpy trope but the eldest daugh-
i feel like the general public forget that trauma does indeed affect the daily lives of ppl
it might be in the most loudest way but its still there
WRITING TIP!!!
if you're struggling to connect paragraphs, or if something doesn't feel right, or there is something that is bothering you about the way the story doesn't seem to be aligning - READ IT OUT LOUD!!!
read the entire paragraph. over and over. hell, read the whole draft, from the first page to the page you're stuck at. until you figure out what you want to happen in the paragraph, how you want it to happen, and how to word it. honest to god, it has been such a helpful little thing for me.
it also is extremely useful if the narrator has an accent or an eccentric way of speaking.
there will never not be a time when i don't relate to
AND I WAS SO YOUNG WHEN I BEHAVED TWENTY FIVE
YET NOW I FIND IVE GROWN INTO A TALL CHILD
it's so mindblowing to me that there are ppl who arent obsessed with the shows or movies they watch or who arent in like any fandoms. like my friends are so nonchalant about the show they've watched or manhwa they've read because what's ??? the ??? point ??? if ??? your ??? not gonna??? squeal and giggle and kick your feet when a character does something nice for their loved ones???!?!?!?!!?!?!?!
WHATS THE POINT IF YOU DONT INTERNALISE A CHARACTERS PERSONALITY TO THE POINT THAT YOU JUST CONSIDER THEM AS YOUR OWN CHILD???!! WHATS THE POINT IF YOU DONT SHARE THEIR PAIN??? IF YOU DONT CRY WHEN THEY CRY???
*implied mental illness*
Atsumu has been monitoring your behaviour for the last three days; large, hooded eyes followed your every movement and scanned even the little twitches of your brows. He made sure that you never left his field of vision. This wasn't because of his lack of knowledge about you - really, ask him anything about you and he wouldn't even take five seconds to think.
Your favorite food?
The classic chicken burger from Wendy's, and if you were hungry enough, with fries and a wrap. And for drinks, it was always coke - or sometimes when you're craving something sweet, a mango milkshake.
Favorite way to style your hair?
Trick question; you liked your hair down. You once said that it hurt your scalp too much whenever you put your hair in a ponytail.
Favorite movie?
Another trick question; you prefer to read.
He also knew the most obscure details about you too. For example, you tend to wash cups and glasses first before the bowls and plates, then forks and spoons for the ending. Or the fact that you only sneeze in the morning, and that too at least five times. Or, the most scariest of all to Atsumu, that you never seem to blink at all.
No, Atsumu prided himself on being the encyclopedia of you. Which was why he noticed there was something off about you. Sure, every time he came home he was greeted with the same smile he fell in love with five years ago; and sure, you were up and about every day, doing housework as well as maintaining the status of being a responsible college student. And yes, you were eating and drinking every day even without Atsumu's presence.
But Atsumu also knew that it took you an hour to get out of bed. He'd watch you go into the bathroom, do your business, and come out to make breakfast. Yet, your toothbrush remained dry. You never neglected your showers but took an extra thirty minutes every time, which prompted Atsumu to sit outside, leaning against the bathroom door, for anything that might remotely sound like cries. You ate and drank but he swore you always took one spoonful and one gulp the whole time, opting instead to ask about Atsumu's day. You barely went outside these days when your favorite dates used to be the ones where the both of you took advantage of the warm sun as you strolled along the parks.
Little by little, Atsumu had collected as much evidence as he could, determining at last that something was bothering you. And so, he waited. He waited for you to come to him because he didn't want to invade your privacy lest he assumed something wrong and upset you even more.
But you never did.
You continued on; you smiled but never enough to show your teeth, you woke up every morning after a night of muffling your cries, you went about your day without a break even though you barely had any energy.
And it was hurting him.
"Hey."
You looked up at him from the project you were working on, tired smile on your face. "Hey."
Atsumu frowned at how hoarse your voice had gotten. "I want to talk about something."
"Oh? Did something happen at practice today?"
Atsumu's heart warmed when you started to check his hands, the crevices of his fingers, then to his face. How can you be this selfless, he wondered. You hadn't been doing well, yet here you were, worrying about Atsumu when he should be the least of your concern.
He took your hands into his, pressed kissed upon your knuckles. "No, nothing happened to me. Don't worry."
You deflated immediately. "Don't scare me like that." You pouted and it was all Atsumu could do before he had to avert his eyes. "What is it, Atsumu?"
"Don't think I haven't noticed it, love."
You halted. "Wh-what?"
Atsumu frowned, then stared into your eyes. He knew how much you hated confrontations, second only to direct eye-contact, but he had to do this. He couldn't let you suffer like this. "Are you okay?"
Your eyes widened. Before you could deny anything, however, Atsumu continued in a soft voice: "I've noticed you ... you aren't - well, you don't look okay. You haven't been the best for a while, and - and I'm getting worried. I was gonna let you have your space, I thought that that's what your needed from me, so I didn't say anything for a while, but ... but you haven't said anything. And I'm afraid you'll only get worse if I didn't say anything so I -"
"I thought no one noticed."
Atsumu wondered if you knew you had just completely wrecked his heart. "Babe, you are not invisible. I care so much about you and it hurts me that you've been suffering alone. I - god, I should've done something. I'm sorry I've failed you."
"Hey, no." You grabbed his face, shaking your head. "Don't apologize, you did what you could, Atsumu, I don't blame you for not knowing what to do. I - I should apologise. I'm sorry I haven't been the best, I know it must've been so confusing for you. It's been confusing for me too and I don't know why-"
Atsumu enveloped you as soon as he saw those teardrops roll down your cheeks. It hurt to know how much you were hurting all this time, and he wasn't able to do anything about it. Hell, he hated himself for waiting so long. You wept onto the crook of his neck, muffling your apologies.
"Hey, it's okay. You don't need to apologize. It happens. You're only human, babe, and human emotions are difficult to deal with."
The both of you stayed like that for a while, clutching onto whatever you could as if the other would disappear any second. When you'd calmed down enough, you broke apart, and instantly Atsumu was smoothing out your hair, wiping away your tears, asking you if you're okay.
You smiled. "Thank you."
"You deserve it, love." Atsumu pressed a kiss to your forehead. "You wanna tell me what's going on? And no pressure, I won't judge you. If you want, I can wait still. Whatever is comfortable for you."
And he promised, he'd never fail you again.
when u reach that level in the game where your enemy is 100 times more powerful than your current players and to level them up requires too much things and so you're stuck... farming for the required currency for like at least a month before you even level up... and it makes you wanna give up
I LOVEEEE THEM SOOO MUCHHHH
Hiding bakugo's hearing aid batteries whenever you're pissed off at him. "Oh, you don't wanna listen to me? thats fine listen to nothing then"