"What the hell are you listening to?"

Ushijima looks up from his phone at Kageyama's disgruntled question but Hoshiumi's chiming in before he can answer as he looks over his teammate's shoulder.

"To the most random playlist I've ever seen." Hoshiumi grimaces. "Is that opera? The fuck?"

Ushijima tilts his head thoughtfully. "I suppose Andrea Bocelli is opera--"

"But you've got a song by milet right after that," interrupts Hoshiumi. "And then...NF? Is that even a name?"

"I assume so," Ushijima answers.

Kageyama frowns, even more confused. "You don't know?"

Ushijima shakes his head. "No, I don't." A small smile lifts the corner of his lips. "This isn't my playlist after all."

At the mention of your name Kageyama and Hoshiumi instantly understand but patiently listen to Ushijima's fond description of the way you're always singing at home. From a quiet hum to yourself to a grand performance in the shower your voice fills your shared home

and his heart.

Listening to your playlist is a comfort for him when he's away; he can imagine you singing as you fold your laundry or put away groceries.

And even better

"I learn the songs this way," Ushijima tells his teammates, "so when I get home

"we can sing together."

Wings of Pages 

Exploring this concept a bit more. Imagination lets you fly~

Space Shroom for getting so high, you’d be out of the exosphere ⭐🌟✨

Twins

Ganondorf using his new form to distract his apponents 

An ode to the lovely things that grow off of stalks!🍃

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having a baby with claude von riegan

pairing: claude von riegan x female!reader

cw: reader briefly worries about losing the child, angst with a happy ending, mentions of reader not eating enough

• you really couldn't have picked a worse time to get pregnant than during a war

• well, it's not like you had planned to get pregnant now of all times, 

• but now your stomach was getting bigger with each day and you knew exactly what that meant

• you decided not to tell claude about his child yet, since you knew your boyfriend was busy leading the alliance and really didn't need to worry anymore about you than he already did

• you tried to hide your body under some baggy clothes, hoping that nobody would notice the baby bump underneath

• and you still joined your comrades during battle against the adrestian empire, so that nobody would get suspicious

• battles were starting to get harder for you, since you couldn't move as swiftly as you used to anymore

• even your life at the monastery was being more difficult than usual, since there wasn't much food for everyone anymore, but you had to eat for two people now

• eventually, you couldn't hide your pregnancy anymore

• you had passed out in the monastery and claude had rushed to your side to bring you to the infirmary

• he tugged you into bed there and when professor manuela started to do a check up on you, the two of them noticed the baby bump you had been hiding

• by the time you woke up, it was late evening and claude was quietly sitting by your side, his head sunk into his hands

• it took you a moment to remember how you had even ended up here and you panicked, lifting the sheets and putting a hand onto your stomach

• you could still feel the heartbeat of your unborn child and relaxed when you realized the baby was alright

• but now you had to explain to claude why you were keeping the child a secret from him

• he looked up as he noticed you were awake

• his eyes were filled with tears and it broke your heart seeing him like this

• "claude, i…" you felt horrible for keeping it a secret from him. he looked so upset

• "don't ever worry me like that again, y/n. i thought i would lose both of you…" 

• he wiped his tears away and inched closer to you, gently taking your hand

• "i'm sorry, claude. i didn't want to worry you. and i didn't want to lie to you either" now you could feel the tears coming up in your eyes as well

• "i know, y/n. i know…" he pressed a soft kiss onto your forehead. "you just wanted things to stay the way they were. you wanted to stay by my side and you didn't want to burden me. is that about right..?" 

• you nodded quietly in response

• "as much as i wish you could stay with me, you'll have to stay in the monastery from now on. no more battles for you, my love" 

• you knew this would mean that claude would be away for days at times and you wouldn't get to see him

• but you also knew that this was the right thing to do

• he'd take care of winning the war, while you stayed behind and take care of your child

• and once the war was over, the two of you could raise your child together

Make Me (Harry Potter x Slytherin Reader)

Synopsis: You and harry hated each other. And after a very angry quidditch match, you resolve your problems in a very good way.

Warnings: NSFW; Smut; 18+; oral sex (fem. receivin); angsty; angry sex.

Reader: Female

World Count: 2.9k

A/N: okay, this take me so long to write, but it was totally worth it. this is a onshore for the Christina’s Wirtting Challenge from my amazing friend @nebulablakemurphy, with the smut theme “I’m not done with you yet”. also, this was my first time writing a smut so sorry if it sucks. hope you guys like it :)

Potter and Y/L/N, two surnames that only stayed in the same sentence when it was negative. It was expected that the two had small intrigues, since they were from opposite houses. But definitely no one expected it to be bad at that level. Bad to the point that the two are unable to attend a class without losing at least 5 points to their houses. No one at Hogwarts could take any more of the intrigue between the two, not even those who weren’t from Gryffindor or Slytherin could stand them anymore. And with the arrival of the sixth year at school, things only got worse.

Right now, in a Herbology class, they were learning about the efficiencies of a Moly, a black plant with white flowers. Apparently it was great for reversing any kind of spell.  And of course, Y/N didn’t let that go by the wayside. The girl only paid attention in class when she saw the chance to disturb a certain Gryffindor.

“Hey, Potter, I’m glad we’re learning this, it can be helpful to you” And the girl laughed with her housemates. It was amazing how Harry didn’t like any of them.

“Don’t pay attention, Harry, it’s not worth it,” Hermione said, glaring at Y/N and turning Harry forward with his back to the Slytherin behind them.

Professor Sprout continued to explain the content. Moly’s were not only useful for undoing spells, but also for producing the Wiggenweld potion, which basically functioned as an antidote to the sleeping potion and the undead potion. A thousand ideas were going through Harry’s head. The Quidditch match against Slytherin was a week from now, enough time to make the potion and accidentally pour it into Y/N’s pumpkin juice. It didn’t seem like something he would normally do, but the accumulated anger over six years was finally going to be paid.

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Punjabi but in a southern accent

The accent makes me think I should understand what he’s saying is this what a stroke feels like

Hearing languages in accents they Should Never Be Spoken With both entertains and causes psychological damage.

kurusu akira; attorney at law

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S U N S H I N E,

Was the first thing Y/N thought as she opens her eyes and sees the rays of sunlight through the curtains fall over the whole room. Her eyes were still focused on the window not far from the bed she was laying right now. Y/N could feel the blanket over her body and a arm wrapped around her waist aswell a face that was buried in her neck. The girl realized now that it was Naofumi who cuddled her right now while sleeping as her cheeks got pink aswell a cute small smile was showing.

Her hand went over his arm gently and rubs it while she closes her eyes again to fall back asleep when she could feel Naofumi move behind her. His arms that were wrapped around her waist tight and he sighed in her neck.

"Good morning, Naofumi."

Her soft voice could be heard as her boyfriend kisses her neck lazy with a small smile and didn't open his eyes yet, still tired.

"I'm tired, cuddle me.." Naofumi whispers as the girl giggles next to him with a bright smile.

Y/N turns around in his arms and plays with his hair while he hums at the nice feeling. She continues to play with his hair and watches him with a expression that only could be described as being in love with the person next to you.

She leans closer to him and kisses his nose then his forehead as she stopped she could see the cute expression on his face. The brunette looked so relaxed and in peace even his lips couldn't hide the happiness and love he felt right now; "Your lips are so warm.."

The young woman smiled at his words and blushes shyly as she looks back at his brown hair. Her hand was made to ruffle his hair and play with it, it was so soft and fluffy.

"Right now, you are so cute. More then Filo." Her comment made the young man groan and furrowed slightly his eyebrows yet not opening his eyes.

Naofumi pulled her closer and leans his forehead against hers; "No, you're cute. End of the story." He tells her softly and kisses her nose like she did before few seconds.

His hands were under her shirt and rubs the soft skin gently of her waist while he enjoyed the alone time between them.

"I'm not cute, you are. End of the story." She replies with a giggle as she makes her boyfriend groan more.

Green eyes. Green eyes rhat reflected the forest and wildlife looked straight at her with an expression full of love and admiration towards her. He leans closer until their lips almost touch each other when he starts to talk again;

"Listen, we don’t have to fight, we can both be adorable."

Y/N nods 'yes' as Naofumi closed their lips in a gentle and loving kiss as one of his hands cupped her cheek while he continues to kiss her in a slow yet passion kiss.

After few seconds he pulls back and went with his thumb over her bottom lip while his green eyes soft while watching her with a warm expression.

"You really helped me back then, you protect me and stayed by my side, I always wished to have someone who chose me and is afraid to lose me, I just didn't know how to say it back then. Thank you for loving me."

The brunette lead back to kiss her deeply but before their lips united again he whispers the words he always wanted to tell her since the day he knew he loved her; "I love you. So, so much."

A kiss. Told more then words could ever yet hearing this words from her lover right now made Y/N the happiest girl alive and pulled him closer until their bodies were flushed together - only the pyjamas clothes were between them.

Between the kisses the young woman could whispers the words back she always said to him but now she felt completed; "I love you too..forever.."

Naofumi had such a beautiful smile. A rare one that not many saw and right now it was the time he showed it again. A genuine smile full of happiness and love as he looks down at her. The sunlight shine perfectly on his green eyes that let them shine like emeralds.

It was a perfect moment of love, a beautiful morning that everyone wishes to experience one day in their life - to have someone so close, two half's that united into one in such moments of pure love.

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Hey beautiful people! If you wanna that I do more Naofumi x reader stuff, just make requests, I would gladly do them since I saw there aren't many for this precious boy.

If you wanna get tagged, just comment down below and support through reblog, comments, likes are much appreciated!

Batboys Scenarios: When They Find You Alive After Your Fake Death

Featuring: Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, and Damian Wayne

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Dick Grayson

No one is aware of your undercover mission, only Bruce is aware and he silently watches as Dick deteriorates from his broken heart. He has half a mind to tell him you’re alright but Dick would compromise the mission in hopes of seeing if it were true. Days turn into weeks, and weeks turn into months, before anyone knows it almost a whole year passes since your death. Dick never recovers, becoming an empty shell that only seeks vengeance. It’s only during a rage fueled patrol that Dick comes across you, while he’s beating thugs that we’re trafficking young girls in BludHaven. It’s in the midst of it all that he meets your eyes, those beautiful soft eyes that he loved so much. You hesitate to join him and he knows that and rushes towards you with a newfound passion, beating all those that stand in his way until he’s just feet apart from you.

“(Y/n)? Baby is that you?”, he’s hysterical, practically shaking as he reaches out for you, “It is. It is you, oh my god. I can’t believe it, baby.”

Your boss is watching you know it, so you play innocent, pretending to smile and fall into his arms. Nightwing can’t help but smile with joy to the sight of you but he’s let his guard down so much that the moment you drive a swinging kick to his head he passes out on contact.

“Nice work there girly! Knew adding you to the team would benefit me eventually.”, your boss cackled.

You stepped on Nightwing’s unconscious back and smiled up at your boss, “Told you I was more than just a fine piece of ass.”, you chuckled, “I’ll get rid of the trash, no point making you lift anymore fingers because of this idiot.”

Your boss chuckled and nodded letting you drag the young hero away to an unknown alley, you lay him down on his back and check his head immediately for any bleeding you may have caused. Your tough character breaks immediately and you begin to cry over your poor ex-fiancé, he looks so tired but he was so happy to see you.

“Oh Dick I’m so sorry.”, you sobbed, “Baby I’m so so sorry.”

You press several kisses to his lips before turning on his emergency beacon. It sends an immediate alert to the rest of the Batfamily that he needs help so you know he’ll be okay.

“Just a bit longer hun, I’m almost finished.”

You press one more kiss to his lips before wrapping his fingers around your engagement ring, that you had protected ever since your fake death. You disappear into the night and once Dick has recovered in the Batcave he lashes out at his adoptive father. Driving his fist square into his left cheek for hiding the fact that you were alive!

“She’s on mission because of you isn’t she? How could you do this to me? To us? We were supposed to be married and you fucked it all up!”, Dick screamed, forcing his brothers to pin him to the ground.

Your ring rolls out of his hand and he’s quick to elbow Jason in the face to get him off his back and chase after it. Once he has it safely in his hands again he takes a deep breath and tries to relax.

“Two more weeks. Just two more weeks and she’ll come back, what you two do after that is beyond me. She doesn’t expect you to forgive her but she was the only person we could send on this mission to bust this trafficking ring.”, Bruce explained.

Dick can’t believe what he’s hearing, to have put you through such danger for some stupid arrest that anyone could’ve done was unbelievable. He shook his head, nothing but pain flashing in his eyes as he ran away from his family. He needed to see you again, he needed to bring you home right this instance but he wouldn’t find you, you were long gone with your crew. For another two weeks you were pretending to help this trafficking ring with their kidnapping and sales of young women from all over the globe until one night it was all over. Several buyers were indeed League members waiting for you signal to attack and finish this. Once you had incapacitated the ring leader, you placed the highest bet on a horrified young girl but it was truly the signal for the League members to attack. In just a few short hours all the women had been saved and all involved were arrested and extradited back to Gotham for trial.

Batman met your eyes and simply nodded, silently telling you that you could finally go home. You nodded and disappeared once more heading back to Gotham. You returned home to your apartment only to see Nightwing sitting in your living room, back to the door as he waited for you to return.

“Dick?”, you called, body shaking in fear of what he’d say to you.

He stood up and turned to you, seeing how guilty and scared you were. Once again he was feet away from you but this time you stayed out, letting him take his time and reach out to you. “How are you still alive?”, he asks.

“I-I have a meta gene, I have a healing factor that keeps me from dying. As long as my heart isn’t affected in any way I can heal.”, you explain, staring down at your feet in shame as tears begin to fill your eyes.

“Did you plan that bombing at the restaurant?”

You shake your head, “That was Wonder Woman and Bruce.”

“Do you have any idea how much pain I’ve been through because I thought you died?”, Dick’s voice grows louder and you flinch, a sign of trauma from your mission.

Just a tears begin to spill from your eyes he’s scooped you up into his arms. You can’t believe what he’s doing but you don’t question it, you hug him back just as tight crying out his name. He holds you for dear life, kissing the side of your head over and over again, he missed you so much and now that you were back he couldn’t bring himself to let go of you.

“I fucking missed you.”, He sobs, burying his nose into your soft hair, taking in your soothing scent that he missed so much.

He holds you close and refuses to let go again, “I’m sorry but I’m okay. If you don’t want to be with me anymore I get it I-“, Dick doesn’t let you finish that sentence.

He kisses you square on the lips and refuses to let you say anything else as he carries you off to the room. You both shed off the year of separation and angst in that single night but go unseen for more than a week. Dick doesn’t report to work or patrol as he takes a break with you, filling you in on everything you’ve missed and listening to everything you did while you were gone. Your engagement ring has been returned to your delicate hand and he kisses it every chance he gets because now, now you were all his.

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Got this idea from Dimitri’s conversation with Byleth before Fort Merceus battle with the Death Knight. Put some angst, fluff, and a pinch of smut spices into the dish and let it simmer down! At least, that’s what I want! But it turned out... different ;) Sorry not sorry

This one took me some days to write. I hope you enjoy it! Please feel free to give me some advice and ideas for my next fic! Your warm comments will be cherished very much 💕 Thankies!!

RECKLESS

Genre: Angst, Fluff

Warnings: Mention of blood, violence, smut

Words: 3316

POST TIMESKIP

Empire will be the only remaining enemy and to move on to the Imperial Capital, Enbarr, capturing Fort Merceus is a must. Praised as the strongest defense with its fortified military installation  in the Empire, seizing it won’t be an easy feat.

Liberating Arianrhod, calming down Holy Kingdom of Faerghus political issues, winning over the Leicester Alliance and gained their support. Getting a lead on Lady Rhea’s location. Although things were a rough go, but thinking back on it now, Blue Lions sure has really come a long way. Things have been wonderful in these past moons that it almost feels like dream too good to be true.

You don’t know why but you can’t shake your uneasy feelings and dread. War is raging and everyone knows there is a big battle on the horizon.

“We must not falter in our assault. The Death Knight is the enemy commander in Fort Merceus. He’s an unpredictable opponent. A dangerous one. Please proceed with caution, (Y/N).”

“I will, Dimitri. No need to worry.”

“I have not come this far just to lose you here. I’m serious. Do not be reckless out there.”

“Will you save me if I’m in trouble?”

“Of course, (Y/N). You were the heart of the Blue Lions, and the same holds true for the Kingdom Army.”

You smiled at his concern and hold his hands gently.

“I will do my best as well to support you, my Dimitri.” His cheeks turned into rosy blush at your words.

“Whoaa!! You’re getting pretty chummy, aren’t you, Your Highness? Go get a room!” Sylvain winks and got punched HARD, dragged away by Ingrid. You make mental notes on giving her a delicious roasted meat from that famous new shop in the town later as your gratitude. Serves him right!! ...But you wouldn’t trade them for anything in this world. Everything will be alright with them. Blue Lions are your precious family. It will be fine. Everything will be fine.

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Capturing Fort Merceus is a daunting task. Endless enemies are approaching and relentless. Felix and Sylvain are working together cut through the snipers and mages. Ingrid and Ashe are doing their best to handle the pegasi knights. Dedue, Annette, Mercedes, and Flayn makes great combo on cutting through enemy reinforcements while providing healing to everyone. Slowly but sure, you and Dimitri managed to push Death Knight on the corner. But it doesn’t make things less difficult for both of you.

“You dare stand between me and my pleasure?”

The beginning of it was barely a bellow that grew steadily to a deafening roar, piercing the air and shaking the ground. Areadbhar crack in deafening clash against Death Knight’s Scythe of Sariel. They raised their weapons, waving them overhead.

“Yes. I dare stand against you, Death Knight!!”

Dimitri decides to face Death Knight head on as you tried your best to keep his back safe from the Imperial soldiers assaults. Keeping a close eye on him... just in case, following from a few meters back, cover his blind spots that way, look out for any potential danger. You could see them coming around, carefully and quietly trying to find their way to Dimitri.

Landing sharp blows, you bring the blade down on the head of another mage. Slashing your way through numerous enemies, you start to feel fatigued. Countless enemies lying dead behind. You looked around, among the sea of red and black, a swordmaster is sneaking his way behind Dimitri, ready to ambush him.

But you wouldn’t let it happen!

You were fully offensive, rapidly swinging your sword down on the swordmaster. You were able to deflect, parry, and block most of his attacks until his foot swept across your ankles, knocking you hard to the floor. The swordmaster stood above you, ready to press his sword into your chest to end your life. Fatigue made it harder for you to evade his deadly stab completely. Sound of a weapon piercing through flesh filled your ears, followed by an intense pain in your side. He pulled it back out with a triumphant smirk on his face. Despite the searing pain, you made it in time to grab your own weapon and thrust it up to his neck, your arms shaking as you tried to counter the weight of his attack. Grimace crossing your face as he fell, blood painting the earth a sick shade of red.

You sat up, wincing at the searing, burning hot pain on your side. The stab wound was way too deep. Your hands trembled, desperately attempting to put pressure on the wound as heavy flow of your blood is trickling through your fingers, colors your skin and clothes. The world had turned blurry, and your body felt weak. Ignoring the excruciating pain, you rush forward to help Dimitri. He has won against the Death Knight. But in his brief reverie, the Tempest King failed to notice two opposing snipers are approaching him, expression intent to kill, aiming their arrows at his back.

You acted on instinct, rushing forward, sprinting to intervene. To protect him.

‘We have been through so much together and he’d been through hell and back... I want to ease his pain. Knowing he’s safe... I can be at peace.’

You thought to yourself, launching forward. You barely has energy to stand up, but you tried to muster your last remaining strength to dove in before Dimitri. The arrows managed to easily make it’s way through your armor, landing in your chest and abdomen. ‘I have no regret when it came to protecting Dimitri.’

Your body slammed hard on the ground, careening across the battlefield. A sharp cry pained noise escaped you; that was all it took. Dimitri stiffened at the sound. It pulled him from the high of the battlefield down to reality in an instant.

“(Y/N)!!!”

He turned; filled with horror and rage. The fires blazing around him didn’t give off any heat. The battlefield around him turned black and white. His ears were ringing as if he’d been caught in an explosion. Dimitri went after the snipers and thrust them both at their hearts. After a quick glance to make sure no more surprise attacks happen, he kneels and pulling you into his chest. You looked so small, felt so limp that it sickened him. Broken and battered with littered scars and large wound on your side. Arrows jutting out of your chest, much too close to the heart, and another one lodged deep in your abdomen.

Dimitri watched as the blood pooled around you. Blood... there is so much blood. Your blood.

“Goddess... what were you- MERCEDES! FLAYN!! SOMEONE...HELP!!”

He pulled himself up, beside you, staring at your face. You were so pale. Oh, Goddess, you were dying. Were you already dead?

Woe — more Dadbert and baby Dimitri doodles be upon ye

"Aw, was that all?"