Me: Oh I Need To Check My Dash

Me: oh I need to check my dash

*sees this*

Also me:

WHO ELSE CAN’T BREATHE?

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Hey hey hey, sinners! We have another Haikyuu Headquarters NSFW server collab for you!

Our 18+ nsfw writers in the server were given the following prompt and asked to write a fic to go along with it! We had an even bigger response to this prompt than the last one with the server growing even bigger so there’s plenty for you to read 🥵

Prompt: “Guess I’ll just have to cum inside you.”

When does the masterlist list go live?: Tuesday 1st September 11:30pm U.K. time(HAS BEEN POSTPONED UNTIL FRIDAY!!!! SORRY!!!)

Masterlist of collabs

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Akaashi - @deathcab4daddy

Bokuto - @tetsurouskuro

Hinata - @des-the-girl

Iwaizumi - @multifandhoem

Kenma - @vixen-scribbles

Kuroo - @rocorambles

Oikawa - @soft-for-shoyo

Osamu - @midnightmilkteas

Sakusa - @hqbbg

Semi - @villain-hotline​

Sugawara - @saetyrn9

Tendou - @nyxdelanuit

Terushima - @just-the-mouse

Tsukishima - @lyn-rambles

Ukai - @10millionyearsdungeon

Ushijima - @joyousandverywarlike

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So that’s this months line up! Don’t forget to like/reblog to book mark!!!

If you’re interested in joining the server, you can click here to read our invite post!

(Any links that aren’t active once the masterlist has gone live means that the writer is late handing in their work or hasn’t handed it in at all.)

Today is the anniversary of Breonna Taylor’s death.

Let’s just remember that her death isn’t a trend. It isn’t “hot tea” or drama. It was a traumatic event. It wasn’t a viral trend or headline. She is more than just a hashtag or a symbol. She was a living, breathing, person and the police had absolutely no right to murder her.

Choose Me Instead II Draco Malfoy x Reader II Ch. 26 of 27: Cliché

Summary: Pretending to be in a relationship with Draco Malfoy to get back at your ex might have not been the smartest idea you ever had. Especially during your last year of Hogwarts where you should be focusing on exams and your future plans. However, you were just pretending. There was no way in hell you could actually catch feelings for someone like Malfoy. … Right?

CMI Masterlist

A/N: I will post Chapter 27 immediately afterwards, so be sure not to miss it! <3

Words: 3.6k Pairing: Draco Malfoy x fem!Reader, post-war Warnings: none

“Wait, please!”

Draco’s heart stopped. He stumbled over his own words, the vow hanging unfinished in the air. He knew who called out for him before he saw your face. He’d recognize your voice even if he was deaf, the sound of it resonating within him.

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I hate you so much for this but it's so gOOd

Why you gotta do me dirty like that 🥲

Tw - death, violence, battles, Bo fucking dies, grieving, based off of the battle scene in the Witcher

Across the battle field you saw him, Bokuto. This was how you had first met him. As the reigning monarch of the country you were introduced to the heads of your navy. Bokuto had been a little to eccentric for your taste. Very on the nose and inappropriate at times. Not to mention the flirting he seemed to do with everyone he got his hands on yet managed to seem so innocent in the meanwhile. His eyes were what won you over. Like molten gold he always said. That gaze and the fact you realised his supposed facade was very genuine. The grey haired man had chipped away at your walls and you found yourself falling rather quickly.

Which is what led you here. The man you loved, your husband as of a year ago, was staring at you across the battlefield. Fear must have been evident on your face because he ran over to cup it. Armour was cold against your dirt-clad face. His eyes were so captivating, making you feel like you were the only people on this battlefield of thousands.

“You’re stronger than this my love.” He yelled over the noises of the fighting, “we can do this. You can do this.”

You nodded, watching as he walked in the opposite direction. He turned to look at you with a smile.

The last you would see from him.

The arrow came in slow motion. You felt a deep pit form in your gut, stealing your breath as well as your remaining happiness. He didn’t look away from you while it came towards him. Maybe he didn’t notice, maybe he did and wanted you to be the last thing he saw. A slate grey point embedded itself in his eye. Piercing through the sight that had once brought you joy. As his body hit the ground, as did you.

The hollowness of your stomach bubbled up with despair, raw and heartbroken despair. The man you loved hit the ground in a slump. The body so full of life now lay in a heap in front of you. A scream thundered down your throat, echoing over the sounds of clashing swords and war cries. The sound of anguish was more powerful than the sound of war. So often is it that the sound of pain overcame the sound of the cause. Anguish and pure pain streamed out of your mouth, overflowing from you and cascading down the backs of the men around you. Little care came from you though, your eyes still fixated on clouded gold.

You knew he wanted to die a heroic death. It’s what he deserved after all, being the man he was.

But not like this, never like this.

❤️

Them