Yesss Except I Don't Post Mine Because Mine Are More Like Word Barf With Good Plot Lmao

Yesss except I don't post mine because mine are more like word barf with good plot lmao

fuck a break up, have you ever gotten emotionally attached to a scene and then realized it doesn’t work so you have to remove it from your story

Girl I've been stalking ur page I'm so sorry bahahah don't worry I'm not spamming u lol. But I saw this and like- don't. I mean it. It's ex for a reason. Also really depends how long were you separated and how long were you together? Have they changed? Did they get with anyone else when u were separated, cause if so they considered it freedom and a break and they don't love you. Honestly hon if you feel lonely watch some horror movies and God forbid don't u dare read angst or love fanfics lol. I love studying after a relationship ends,, it's perfect timing. But honestly it's up to you. Just never give someone four chances ever. Three is pushing it ahah

i need you guys to talk to me cause i am so close to texting my ex back and getting back with him.

Girl idk about characters buttt I do know some good dynamics!! Also this sounds super cool I'm so excited to read them!! Okay so

Ex pro surfer x reader (or the opposite)

Ex pro surfer x coach reader (or the opposite)

Surfer x swimmer reader (or the opposite)

Lifeguard x surfer reader (or the opposite)

Beach cop x surfer reader (or the opposite)

Scuba diver instructor x surfer/trainee/diver reader (or the opposite)

Surfer x Dog walker (idek lol) reader (or the opposite)

Surfer/Instructor x beach cleanup reader (or the opposite)

That's it for the quick thought though Im sure there's more lol. Don't feel pressured to do any of these btw, just ideas in case you needed any :) hope this helped! Also if you do taglists (it's fine if not) could you include me on your stories you said in the post? It's totally fine if not! Thanks for reading, I'm super excited to read ur stories!!! Woooo

Also your name is really pretty! My uncle-in-law is Hawaiian and his name is Makoa which I think is pretty cool!! Good luck!

okay, guys. the next thing i’m going to post is gonna be the start of a surfer!jjk x reader series i want to do. cause if you don’t know, i am nothing if not an island girl (i mean, my name is literally lili’uokalani and if that doesn’t scream ‘hawaiian’ i don’t know what does) and surfing and anything to do with the ocean is my entire life, so i’m pretty excited for it. here’s what i have brainstormed so far ::

surf instructor!sukuna x instructee!reader

instructee!gojo x surf instructor!reader

surfer boy!yuji x surfer girl!reader

instructee!nobara x surf instructor!reader

i know it’s a lot of instructor x instructee, but so far that’s the only dynamic i can really think of. SO !! if you have any more characters, or dynamic ideas that you’d want to see or think would be cool for me to add LET ME KNOW !! cause i really really want to write this and i would love to have input from the people who are hopefully going to be reading it

I was sad until I read the naoya part 🥲🤭👀 I do simp for him but only when I'm feeling 🥵 so if he was real we'd probably be fuck buddy's or something because of my degradation kink and other things

Breakup scenarios with the JJK Boys

Genre and warnings: angst, mentions of cheating, pregnancy, abandonment Featuring: Nanami Kento, Gojo Satoru, Toji Fushiguro, Megumi Fushiguro, Na*ya Zenin A/N: I was just feeling very angsty and emo so I wrote these breakup scenarios😍most of these are gender neutral, except Toji’s one bc there’s mentions of pregnancy. I’m currently accepting requests, so in case you’d like any of these scenarios to be written as oneshots/long fics, be my guest! Reblogs would be highly appreciated

Nanami Kento:

Everyday, he returns home to see your tear-stricken face stained with worry and anxiety. Everyday, when he leaves home, you try to stop him, because you know that every mission he goes on could be his last. He doesn’t mind the fact that you try to stop him, he knows that you do it only because you love him, and you’ve built your entire world surrounded around his existence, he means everything to you. You skip meals on the days he doesn’t come back, worry for his safety gnaws at your very existence.

Nanami could never bear to see you in pain.

So, he leaves, so that you could find someone else who would not disappear into the dark hours of the night, hunting curses with no guarantee of returning, unlike him. He wanted to see you happy.

Through a constant stream of choked-up sobs, you keep asking him to stay. But all he says before leaving is that, “Maybe one day you’ll understand that this was for the best, Y/N.”

Gojo Satoru:

He couldn’t commit himself to one person.

He keeps cheating on you, returning home at odd hours of the night, his shirt stained with a lipstick that wasn’t yours, his shirt smelling like a perfume that wasn’t his.

You kept asking him how you could be enough for him, how you could stop him from seeking someone else’s company. How could you ever be good enough for him?

So, you leave, taking with you whatever leftover self-respect you had.

Its only when he returns to an empty home and a cold bed, that he realises the weight of your absence. Now, no number of apologies, missed calls or late-night texts could bring you back.

Toji Fushiguro:

It’s the day he sees you with a positive pregnancy kit in your hand, your face lit up in a wide, proud grin, that he realises he’s fucked up.

He didn’t mean to start anything serious, nothing in his life had ever been constant.

How could he possibly give you the false hope of a happy life he could never offer you? How could he bear to carry the weight of his lover and his child on his back, when there was no guarantee if he’d see the light of the next day or not? Not to mention his rivals could hold you hostage and use him against you, torturing you and his child to force him into resignation. How could he endanger the life of the only woman he ever loved?

So, he leaves, hoping that you’d forgive him for his abandonment someday.

He only leaves a letter behind, saying, “I’m sorry, I can’t stay. Trust me, it’s for the better.”

He never stops watching over you, though. He keeps an eye on you from the sidelines, watching his child grow up in your arms, his palms aching to hold the little boy in your lap.

Megumi Fushiguro:

You often wondered if Megumi had fallen out of love with you.

It felt like you had to initiate everything in your relationship, whether it be conversations, or dates. He never took any initiative to express his love for you, which made you wonder if he ever loved you in the first place or not.

Would he even notice it if you were gone?

So you break it to him, you can’t keep yourself in this dull, pathetic excuse of a relationship, with a man who couldn’t make you feel loved or valued. All his inner senses urged him to beg you to stay, to convince you that he never stopped loving you, he just wasn’t the best with words. And who was he to stop you from leaving if that was what your heart truly wanted?

While walking away from him, there was only one word you wanted to hear.

Stay.

But he couldn’t bring himself to say it, and you couldn’t bring yourself to stay in a relationship apparently devoid of love.

Naoya Zenin:

Bestie why were you even in a relationship with him in the first place🤨neways, if you were in the relationship with him, I’d strongly suggest kicking him in the nuts and ✨leaving✨

SPOILERSSS

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Hold on a minute while I bring myself back to earth omg. I love this sm!! This is definitely one of the top five fics I've ever read! When they meet my heart is racing and ik it shouldn't but it was hot how he was all 'tuff lol. I ESPECIALLY LOVE THE ADDITIONAL RANDOM PUNS SPREAD ACROSS THE FIC!!! And the chocolate thing was so cute! I hate dark chocolate not going to lie, but it was adorable how they were opposites!! AND THEY ACTUALLY HAVE REASONS TO LOVE EACH OTHER GRADUALLY UNLIKE THE SUDDEN LOVE OF OTHER FICS!!! And I just knew there was gonna be a snu snu scene because of the fact that she took geto's bag (I don't read warnings, ikik) I love love love apocalypse and world ending things so yayyy this was great!! Thanks for the lovely fic!!

𝖔𝖓𝖑𝖞 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖘 𝖑𝖊𝖋𝖙 𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖛𝖊

summary: when a disease turns the world into an apocalyptic landscape, you join a group in order to survive. you find yourself drawn to a certain blue-eyed man for no explainable reason. though the two of you have your own pasts to deal with, the two of you grow closer and closer together. after all, it seems as though you’re the only lovers left alive

pairing: gojo satoru x fem!reader

genre: post apocalypse au, strangers to friends to lovers, slight angst, fluff, smut, some hurt comfort, inspired by some of the events from the last of us

word count: 16k+

warnings: 18+ mdni, some heavy-ish themes, mentions of suicide, smut, heavy making out, fingering, vaginal penetration, cum eating, slight begging, gojo is a teeny bit of a dick but overall just doesn’t know how to handle emotions

note: i did take some inspo from the last of us, so if you see something you might recognize, it’s because i most likely based something off of it. nothing too major though, but the infected here are like the ones in the game/show. i don’t want any comments saying i stole the idea bc i stg i’ll just combust 

also a thank you for @jadeisthirsting​ for beta-reading again, love her!

You were glad that chocolate bars survived the apocalypse. 

Those, along with chips (you don’t look at expiration dates anymore), crackers, and protein bars seemed to stand the tests of time. 

The abandoned convenience store was harshly run down. The glass was shattered, and you could hear the crunch of shards underneath your boots whenever you walked up and down the aisles. Vegetation took reign in most of the area, and vines grew alongside the walls and the counters. Weeds sprung through the cracks in the floor and long blades of grass peeked in from the outside. 

A lot of the aisles were already ransacked from those who came before, but you had to admit that this place was in much better condition food-wise than all the others you had seen. You loaded your cart with whatever you could find; cereal, bars, chips, instant ramen, jerky, really anything that wasn’t perishable by your standards. 

You also made sure to stock up on medical supplies while you were here. Antiseptic, rolls of bandages, needles for stitching, medical tape. You were able to find a bottle of disinfectant and some rubbing alcohol, so you spent a couple of minutes cheering over the small victory. 

The rays of sun that peeked through and washed out certain parts of the store a quiet orange made it seem more serene than it actually was, and you took your time as you leaned on the cart handle, walking slowly as you tried to pretend like you were just shopping for amenities like you would years ago, without the fear of the outside world trying to hunt you down the moment you stepped out. 

Under your breath you hummed a soft tune, letting your fingers run over the empty shelves as you looked around. 

Many opened boxes littered the ground. None of them were to your benefit so you just stepped over them, tapping something on your arm to keep your mind busy. It was only noon, so you had a couple of hours to waste before it got dark.

Though you had the hunting rifle near you in case anything popped out in front of you, you liked to pretend that there was no danger when you rounded a corner. It saved a little naive part of your mind to imagine that everything was normal when you knew that it wasn’t.  

“…yeah, no, no, I agree, I just…” 

You stopped in your tracks, air hitching in your throat as you went rigid upon hearing the muffled voices. 

“I heard the bunkers in Kyoto and Osaka fell…radio transmission,” It was a female voice, that much you could make out. But assessing the sound of feet shuffling on the floor and the other sounds, you knew there had two be at least two people, maybe even more. 

You couldn’t even remember the last time you had heard somebody speak. You tried to remember, raking your mind for when it was, and it must have been months ago, maybe even a year, and that was just a small encounter. You doubted the guy even saw you. And this is far worse, they closed and you have nowhere to hide without making a sound. They could be raiders or scavengers. One of them could be infected without the other’s knowledge. Millions of thoughts ran through your head as you tried to rationalize with yourself.

“What happened to the one in Nara?” This time it was a male voice, and much closer than before. They were probably only a few aisles away until they reached you. You could feel your heart beating uncontrollably fast, rattling against your ribcage as your mind faltered on what to you. 

“They’re not letting people inside. They deter anybody unless you have a pre-bought cabin there.” The first woman replied, and you could hear some glass clanking as she kicked an empty beer bottle (from what you could deduce), across the floor. 

“How do you know so much?” Another male asked. Three so far, you made a mental note as you tried shoving all your food and things in any pocket you could find, shoving the big bottle of rubbing alcohol down your shirt to nestle on your bra. You didn’t risk your life trying to find this place just to have some strangers take the things you so desperately need.

“They play messages on the radio at night. If you didn’t go to sleep so fuckin’ fast you might hear something useful.” The first girl said, but there was no bite to her voice. She even chuckled, and you swore one of the other guys laughed too. 

“Why can’t we just stay where we are? We haven’t seen any infected here.” Four. This time it was another girl’s voice. So far, two females and two males. You were severely outnumbered. You doubted you were that skilled, even in all your years, to surpass four people.  

Deciding to leave a few bars behind, you gingerly moved past the cart, making sure not to make a sound as you tiptoed across the broken bottles and glass. You held your breath and tried to hold onto your jacket, not wanting anything to fall out. 

You tried to phase out whatever they were saying so you could stay focused. You squinted your eyes as rays of the sun blinded you when they peeked through some cracks in the ceiling. You shuffled slowly and precisely, your heart quite literally beating in your throat as moved around the debris on the floor. 

You could see the double doors, both open as you let out an inaudible sigh of relief when you saw them, a promise that you weren’t going to die right here when-

CRUNCH.

You stopped, eyes slowly falling down to the comically large piece of glass under your foot, now shattered into a million pieces as you stop breathing. You wait for abated second, thinking nobody heard until you heard some clattering coming from behind you. 

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seeing lookism’s popularity decrease over the years is so conflicting to me because i, on one hand, love the world building that’s been arguably seamlessly built through all these arcs, but i do get the criticism. some readers feel duped with how the story introduces itself as ‘bullied buy wakes up in new body what now? 😱’ with no hint of gangs and fights and million mile cast so if the description and set up is completely different from what was given, its understandable that readers are gonna drop it once the story ‘strays’, HOWEVER

i can’t help but feel like people should give it a chance !! the world building to me is really done well, transitions form arc to arc don’t feel abrupt, everything is woven together to make this fleshed out story. that’s not to say its perfect (there’s a LOT wrong imo) but its pretty impressive to see the humble beginnings of the comic to this 300+ chapter story filled with stories, relationships and life lessons. its definitely got its flaws but for me, the characters are my favourite aspect and will be the reason i stick it out with this comic (despite how the story can be, in full validation, considered very tiring by now).