Screams- Tumblr Just Deleted The Ask After I Wrote For It >:I

screams- tumblr just deleted the ask after I wrote for it >:I

Also, chubby cheeked ppl out there? You're~ loved.

I hope you see this baby!

Honorable mentions: chubby cheeked reader x Kuroo, wc: 500, one curse word, one sentence that might be suggestive

Kuroo has a problem.

He admits to it, too- he's too smart not to be self-aware, but that doesn't mean he can stop.

It's just- he can't just see your cheeks and not squish them.

You're talking? Squish.

You're smiling? Squish.

You're sleeping? Soft squish.

You're mad? squish.

“I swear to god, Tetsu,” you swat his hand away from your face. “If you poke my cheek one more ti-”

poke

“Tetsu!” You shout, rolling your eyes when he grins. “I’m trying to watch a movie here.”

“And I’m watching it with you.” He answers you, his other hand sneaking up on your shoulder to- “don’t you dare.” You threaten him before he can touch your soft cheeks. A few minutes of glaring at each other, and Kuroo finally understands you’re serious this time.

“Okay, okay.” He mutters. “You win- just let me have one kiss, yeah?”

Your eyes narrow at how quickly he gave up- he never did, but wanting to believe your lovely boyfriend, you nod.

His lips touch your cheeks, you can feel his smile on your skin. He lingers there for a moment, his lips kissing their way to your lips, it’s torturous. Ever the teasing type, it takes so long until he finds your lips, they ghost over yours, and just when he-

squish.

~

“Oh, come on.” He whines, “I’m sorry.”

Now, Kuroo knew he might have pushed you a little, but not talking for two days straight was a little- overreacting?

“Baby, c’mon.” he pouts, hands pulling you to his chest by the waist. You try to push him off, but there has to be some perks of playing volleyball the majority of his life. “I promise I won’t do it again.”

“That’s a lie, and you know it.” You mutter under your breath, but he hears it, and a grin spreads on his face. “Well- yeah, it is. But you know, there is a way I’ll stop it.”

“Is there now?”

“Yup,” his voice sounds quieter now, and- is he blushing? Huh, you think, this makes it a little more interesting. “What is it, then?”

“I wanna... bite you.” Kuroo whispers.

Silence.

“You want to bite me.” You repeat his words, and Kuroo nods. “Bite me.” You say again, emphasizing the words, and his blush only grows redder.

“Bite you.”

More silence.

“Like, in the bedroom, or..?”

“No! I mean yes- if you want- but this is more like-” Kuroo groans, and you can’t help but enjoy it, it is a taste of his own medicine, after all. Maybe you can see why he’s so into fucking with people. “I just wanna... take a bite at your... cheek.”

Wow, you really wish Kenma was here, you both would never let Kuroo live this down.

“And then you’ll stop?”

“I promise.” He whispers.

“Well- um,” you ponder on the idea for a minute, knowing there is a chance he can bite, and keep squishing you. You sigh.

“Suit yourself, then.” You show him your cheek and he looks so genuinely excited- you sometimes think he’s four.

“Really? You’ll let me?!”

“Do it before I change-”

chomp.

screams- tumblr just deleted the ask after I wrote for it >:I

Also, chubby cheeked ppl out there? You’re~ loved.

I hope you see this baby!

Honorable mentions: chubby cheeked reader x Kuroo, wc: 500, one curse word, one sentence that might be suggestive

Kuroo has a problem.

He admits to it, too- he’s too smart not to be self-aware, but that doesn’t mean he can stop.

It’s just- he can’t just see your cheeks and not squish them.

You’re talking? Squish.

You’re smiling? Squish.

You’re sleeping? Soft squish.

You’re mad? squish.

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A bite out of the apple

Synopsis: there was Lilith before Eve came to the picture, and how she told Lilith’s story is much different than the way it actually happened.

Pairing: adam!Touya x Lilith!reader

Genre: angst with a bad ending

Warnings: toxic relationship, cursing, mentions of hell, mentions of death, mentions of cheating, one sided love, boi is this hella angsty idk if I missed anything, please lemme know

Some things were hard to forget. 

You still remembered the deafening screams of the man you loved, ringing in your ear, sending chills down your spine with a fear you never tasted. You couldn’t forget the smell of burnt flesh, never failing at making you nauseous with how disgusting it smelled. Constantly reminded of the agonizing memory, the way his turquoise eyes burned with pain, silently begging you to save him.

But it was a little too late for that. 

He wasn’t the man you had grown to love anymore, not since she had come into your life, but ironically, your love for him never lessened.

Your arms shaking with the fear of death, you stared to the ground that was at least 5 meters beneath you. ‘Come on, Lilith. Jump, it’s easy, a step forward, and you’ll be mine.' The shadow whispered in your ear, and you felt the slight hesitation your body did, almost taking a step forward before you heard Touya’s voice that pulled you out of your trance.

“Come on, just do it, already.” You heard the boy muttering from the ground. “I can’t!” You protested, your heart beating so loud, you were afraid you were going to go deaf. “Come do it yourself if you’re so confident!”

Even though you weren’t able to see his face, you could feel the grin that appeared on his lips when you told him that. “I’m not the one who climbed there, am I?”

“You were the one who told me to climb and give you an apple!” You cried out, angry at his betrayal. You didn’t even like apples, in fact, you hated them, but he still somehow convinced you to pick one for him. And now you were stuck in the tree. 

“I couldn’t have guessed you would chicken out.” He told you with a chuckle, aware how much he was annoying you. “Shut up before I hit you in the head with one of these.” You frowned, biting your lip as you thought of a way of climbing back down without breaking a bone.

“You’ll be doing a favor for me if you do.” He snickered. “I’ll just take the apple and leave you here, free from your constant nagging.”

“Touya!” You protested, slightly hurt by his words, and he sensed that too. “Okay, okay, you know I could never leave you.” Those words, which anyone else would’ve thought were a gesture of love, weren’t like that at all, and was true. He he couldn’t leave you, but you sometimes wondered if he would, given the chance. “Look, place your leg on that branch right there,” He guided you, and you did as he said without even thinking. “Place the other one there, good girl, now hold that branch, no- idiot, the other one,” Touya kept giving you orders until you had climbed halfway down, and you noticed how he stood right beneath you. 

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Fiction is fiction bruh but canonically speaking gege said that gojo can’t keep it in his pants. It is what it is

...and I never said he could?

"There is a difference between being a playboy, having constant flings, not ever being tied to someone, and having an affair with someone else whilst in a relationship." Is what I said.

Eh, if you read the post, you can very clearly see I didn't said anything contradicting that but supported it. But I also said that does not mean he's a cheater and gave my reasons 🥴🥳

We did it again bestie <3 rot in hell 🥰

Aand the tags aren't working.

Love that tumblr muah

Request: Hiii!!! Congratulations on 600 🥳🥳🥳. You deserve it all and more bby. I'm so proud of you. I hope that you're staying healthy and hydrated and taking enough breaks.

Ummm one thing I like about myself is that I'm a very open minded person and dont judge. And could I please request Oikawa please?? Thank you so so much, and remember to drink water!!! ❤🧡💛💚💙💜 xxx

a/n: oikawa brr

honorable mentions: fluff, mentions of insecurities, royal au, prince Oikawa, fem!princess reader, 1k

Also, the event is now closed, but you can check out the masterlist from here!

Oikawa feels terrified.

People are dancing, jumping, shouting with glee, everyone at least a bit tipsy, the beer glasses in their hands seem like they never go out.

Each time the dance comes to a jump, the golden fluid in cups jumps with them as well, glinting under the candlelight.

His eyes fall on you, you whose dancing in the middle of the ballroom, laughing with everyone else, dancing carelessly at the day that's supposed to be the happiest of your life.

You seem to be enjoying it, and it only makes Oikawa that more anxious.

He doesn't know you well; you've only met a few times before, each time chaperoned and with masks fit to blue-bloods such as yourselves.

All your meetings consisted of empty words and kind- but fake smiles, chatting mindlessly on what's seen appropriate of a prince and a princess that are soon to wed.

You seem lovely, and Oikawa isn't that much sad he's marrying you- he feels like you can get along well if you get to know each other better. No, Oikawa isn't feeling like this because he's marrying you, but because you're marrying him.

He, the charming prince- smart, funny, and kind, any girl would kill to be in your place, he's aware.

Everyone wants to be with him, get to know and be acknowledged by him- but there is a catch. Whenever someone does manage to get to know him, the magic gets broken, the facade, sparkling fog over the rotten thing he calls his personality comes on the surface of the water, and people leave.

Oikawa went through this one too many times, so he embodied the fake persona he puts on, never letting anyone get close to him enough to see what's underneath.

He knew this day was to come, though. Oikawa knew he was going to marry someone so he could unite his kingdom and theirs, but he always hoped it wouldn't be you.

Not because he didn't like you, though, on the contrary, because he liked you maybe a little more than the other princesses. Oikawa just hoped- he hoped you wouldn't regret marrying him, or even worse, be disappointed with who he really was.

Once again, his eyes spot you in the room, fighting a smile when he finds you looking at him, as well. There's a sheen layer of sweat on your face, making you glow under the candlelight, face bright with a smile, hair messed up with all the dancing and jumping.

His gaze never once leaves you as you find your way to him, breathless as your hand reaches for his.

"You look so grim, my lord." You chuckle, lightly tugging him to dance. "Is there something bothering you?"

You were always so kind, easy to talk to, it made him feel like he could tell you anything, and you would... you would smile in answer. He shakes his head no, letting you pull him towards the inner room.

The air is warmer and heavier, it smells of beer, but looking at your smiling face, it seems none of them matters.

His movements are fit to a prince, dancing fluidly and putting every other to shame. You make a small comment on it, as well, earning a chuckle from the prince. "It would be odd if I didn't know how to dance, though, wouldn't it?"

You nod, but you seem troubled.

"Is there anything you can't do, my lord?" He hears your soft voice as Oikawa twirls you in his arms. Despite his hopes, you catch the small frown his lips press into, brows pulling together, even only a millimeter. "I don't mean disrespect," you quickly retort. "I was just asking so I could get to know you a little better."

When he stays silent, you once again fill the silence with your voice. "I, for example, can't sing."

You snicker as you watch his eyes widen. "You can't?"

"Nope, I promise you, you haven't seen anyone sing worse than me."

"But I've been told you have an angelic voice!" He confronts you, but his shoulders are shaking just a little bit. "Yeah, well-" you smile sheepishly, "I can't."

For whatever reason, this makes Oikawa feel just a bit better. To hear you aren't what the rumors of you show you to be, makes Oikawa feel like maybe, you're a little similar.

"I can't use a bow."

You hear him whisper minutes after your confession, and it takes you by shock. What takes Oikawa by bigger shock is, however, when you start to laugh.

"Is it really that funny?" He scoffs with embarrassment as you're still laughing. You shake your head no, trying to stop your giggles, but it takes you a minute. "It's just- you said it as if it's the worst thing ever!"

"It is a bad thing!" The prince protests, cheeks flushed with either glee or a product of dancing. "I even have a reputation about how good I am with a bow- but I can't hit a standing target if it killed me."

"Well, I can't do a knot."

"I don't like writing."

"Very bad with numbers."

"Afraid of horses."

The confessions slip out of your mouths uncontrollably, each one making both of you break out with laughter until-

"I'm not... very honest." Oikawa mumbles to your ear; he's gotten closer to you these last few dances, you realize, your chests almost pressing together. He holds his breath, afraid of your reaction, his tense shoulders dropping when he feels you chuckle once again. "I see." You murmur. "That's a little relieving to hear if I'm being honest."

"What?"

You shrug. "It's just- you know, my lord, you have quite the reputation." You go on talking when he stands quiet. "You're portrayed as this man, free of taint and capable of anything- and it was worrying me you were that flawless."

"You wouldn't... want me to be?"

You chuckle at his confused stare. "I wouldn't be opposed to it! But it would make me really nervous, as well. I think it's nice to know you're human, too, just as we are. Like marrying a unicorn or something." you joke.

Were you really worried he was flawless? It's so absurd that Oikawa feels he's about to burst out laughing.

"Well, don't you worry, my princess," a soft chuckle emerges from the man. "I have many flaws to show you."

"And I have many myself." You beam at him.

Both of you will discover these flaws and insecurities over time, but you have a life ahead of you to do so.

And despite still holding his former thoughts, Oikawa's heart feels just a little lighter knowing you're here to get to know him with his flaws.

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