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bonebrokebuddy · 1 year

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It’s time for a, “things I sent to my twin’s inbox but she said I should post myself because I never post my own work and she’d like if I stopped spamming her inbox with ideas but I forgot about it and just kept it in my drafts notes for months and now finally I’m posting the fucking things.”

Or for short:

DP X DC PROMPT #7:

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Danny visits metropolis and people are deadset on believing that Danny is either Clark’s little brother or his nephew from Illinois… despite that Clark can literally not be related to him. Not that the people at the Daily Planet know that, but even the ones who do know are giving him a hard time.

“I’m adopted Jimmy!” Clark threw his hands in the air in frustration. “You are very aware of that.”

“But he looks just like you Clark, you even talk the same!” Jimmy peaked around the corner, catching a glimpse of Danny talking to Lois in the employees lounge.

“He has a upper midwestern accent. I’m from Kansas, Jim. Not all midwesterners know each other!”

“So?”

“Jimmy. You know damn well why we can not be related.” Clark subtly gestured to his cheap “I believe in aliens” mug. Jimmy was Clark’s best friend and most of the time he really appreciated the kid’s keen eye but Jimmy also seemed to be constantly dead-set on figuring how to give Clark a headache.

“But he looks like a mini you! Have you asked him if he has a spare spaceship lying around anywhere?” Jimmy snarked as he glanced over to Danny and Louis who were finally heading back from their break.

“Jimmy, I will put you on the moon and leave you there.”

“Alright sheesh. I get it, I’ll drop it.”

#dpxdc #dcxdp #dc x dp #dp x dc #dp x dc crossover #dp x dc writing prompt #bones writes #clark kent #superman #jimmy olson #danny fenton #daily planet misunderstandings #a reminder that Clark Kent simultaneously has the biggest heart in the dcu but also is a snarky asshole who is able to keep up with Lois #the threat clark uses in the end is inspired by the adventures of Superman radio show #because Superman has used the threat ‘tell the truth or we go to the moon’ More Than Once In The Radio Show to intimidate villains or goons #into telling him information #but the best part is TAOS Superman would 100% follow through on that promise bc that version of clark is 110% the sass I love to see #but also that snark is literally All of his personality in the typical bad writing version of ‘blank slate character is relateable #and a self insert so young men can fit themself into the main character’s shoes’#and TAOS Superman has Zero hesitance to maim or injure a criminal no matter the crime bc he’s a very black and white thinking bitch #but I think he’s a neat specimen from the past that I’d like to put in a jar and study #bones writes in the tags #anyways if you go into the show aware that it’s a piece of it’s time (1941-50) and occasionally is Very racist. go listen to TAOS #it’s very interesting as you see the difference in media as it shifts from pre-WWII to current WWII to post-WWII #it’s very neat. just listen to it through a ‘this is not canon’ mindset (bc it’s a radio show that’s officially non-canon)#and a historical view mindset #then you’ll have a fun time listening to the old timey radio show with the occasional ‘wait What the fuck did they just say?!’ moment #to keep you on your toes

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da-birb-writes-sometimes · 9 months

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CONGRATS ON HUNDRED DOVE!! you sent me a risqué ask for 100 so now i do it back to ye-

"caught in the rain" with leona :D or ruggie, if someone got to him first! ehehehehehehhehehehe you can see stuff 😳👀 for free ✨✨✨

btw your ask is sending me so hard but i'm already typing out so much for leona so your ask is gonna be the last one for the event lol

Caught in the Rain; Leona Kingscholar

Content; Fluff, gender-neutral reader, reader needs to get bonked with a stick (/j)

Content Warning; Swearing

Word Count; 700+

AN; Don't expose my ass on my own blog, Soru /j. (just trying to feed your own simping along with the simps) But I hope you enjoy what I wrote for Leona and this prompt! As a reminder, do not put my work — or others for that matter — into AI as it steals. Link to Masterlist

The sky lay heavy with dark clouds, the smell of rain thick in the air, yet not a single drop had yet to strike the ground. The air was dense with humidity, warm from the harsh sun’s rays from earlier in the day. But yet, you found yourself outside, trying to find Leona.

He had invited you to spend your summer break as his guest in the palace. Well, less so 'invited', more so demanded.

“Do you have anywhere else to be, herbivore? I thought as much. Come on, you’re staying with me.”

You still don’t really know why, but you weren’t going to throw away the chance of staying someplace beyond nice for the summer… plus Leona wasn’t so bad once you got to know him. Yes, he puts on an act of not caring, and being abrasive, but you knew that he cared, that he worried. Also, the two of you had been having this back-and-forth banter for months; blurring the lines of just friends bickering and something... more. But neither of you had made a move. It just hung in the air between you, nearly as suffocating as the humidity now; potent with the possibility of a massive storm.

Back to the present though. You were on the outskirts of the palace, looking for wherever Leona had decided to take a nap for this afternoon.

“Leona,” you called, but all you heard in return was the low rumble of thunder in the distance. Where is that overgrown house cat? I swear if I get caught in a downpour because of him… “LEONA!”

The first drops of rain began to fall, gentle and sparse. But you knew full well that in a few minutes' time they would be falling hard and fast.

“LEONA KINGSCHOLAR?!” You shouted at the top of your lungs.

You heard an annoyed huff of air off to your left, and looking up you saw none other than Leona lounging in the low-hanging branches of a tree.

“Ya don’t need to yell, ya know,” he sighed, landing softly on the ground. He looked up to the sky and frowned before setting a slow pace back to the palace. “Are you coming or what, herbivore?”

You followed after him, catching up so the both of you were going at a comfortable pace. Thunder was still rumbling, and the rain was slowly picking up, but there was no rush. Well, there wasn’t any rush until there was a flash of lightning and it seemed like the entire sky’s worth of water came down all at once on the both of you.

“Shit,” Leona hissed and guided the both of you to the relative cover of a tree to wait out the worst of the monsoon. “Just our luc-” He stopped talking when he looked at you though.

You were spitting out some stray rainwater that had managed to get into your mouth. But once the intruding water was gone you looked over to him but you felt your eyes lock on his torso; the white shirt that he was wearing was now completely see-through and you could see everything. Stop staring! Damn though- STOP STARING! But your eyes refused to move.

Leona noticed this, and he also took in your drenched appearance but was more subtle with it. “Tch,” he tapped you on the nose, breaking you of your staring stupor. “My eyes are up here,” his voice was teasing though, light.

You snapped out of it, catching his mirthful eyes. “You’re beautiful,” you whisper. You felt your face grow warm at the slip of your tongue, but it was true. Even before you openly ogled at him, you always thought that, but never said it to his face.

Leona chuffed, but he didn’t say anything; neither denying or accepting your statement. “You aren’t half bad yourself,” he said softly.

The two of you sat underneath the tree, still in your soaked clothes, watching the rain fall together in a comfortable quiet. And while the first golden rays of sunlight may have been stunning, the both of you thought it was nothing when compared to the captor of your hearts; each other.

After all, you still had the rest of the summer to build on this new development.

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chernabogs · 7 months

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Congratulations on 100 followers!!! I'm so glad to see your work getting the love it deserves! If it's alright with you (and please don't feel pressured, I just saw your reblogged prompt list and had a thought) I would like to request Jade and Reader with the "You're about as intimidating as a butterfly" prompt. I'm just curious as to how you would write something with Jade since I enjoy how you phrase things in your works. And again, congratulations!!!!!

WAH THANK YOUUUUU so excited to dig my hands into some Jade stuff

RHODOMEL

Inc: Jade x Reader, some Floyd (naturally), a touch of Azul Warnings: None! WC: 2.3k Summary: It's a quiet night at the Lounge, and his newfound conversation partner has just arrived.

Most people would hate it—'it' being the concept of a routine. A baseline set of tasks to complete at a certain point of time, day in and day out, which serves as both a tether and a guide for how the hours are meant to play. Jade follows somewhat of a routine in his life. Waking up, attending classes, and then in the evening assisting with the operations at Mostro Lounge.

Sometimes there’s a wrench in his routine. Floyd may shake things up (he, who lives with no routine at all), Azul may request something be looked into, or he may find himself with a few spare hours on the weekend to venture off into the mountains that lay scattered around the island. He doesn’t mind the changes—he’s rather quick at adapting to things on the fly—and he also doesn’t mind the conflicts that arise with them.

“—and at least twenty pounds of tomatoes.” Azul is next to him at the ‘bar’ area of the lounge, dubbed so despite the fact that no alcohol is permitted to be served on campus. He’s hunched over on a stool, his uniform half complete and his sleeves pushed up as he writes out the stock order that’s meant to be sent tomorrow evening.

Floyd has that task. Jade wonders if he’ll feel up to it when the time comes, or if he’ll be taking it on instead. Not that he minds.

“Twenty?” He muses as he picks up another glass to wipe clean. “We often order less than that.”

“There’s a discount for twenty. We’ll think of new dishes with tomatoes to add. Perhaps we can also get in touch with Lilia to see if he’ll buy some…” Azul hums back as his pen continues to strike across the stock paper with vigour. Jade feels a twinge of amusement at the way the man is already strategizing how to make a profit from their purchase.

His attention is then drawn back to the patrons currently in the lounge. It’s a quieter night—which makes sense, considering that this is on the brink of midterm season. A few Pomefiore students are in a booth in the corner, and he spots a Diasomnia boy with two Octavinelle ones at another table. One of the lounge’s waiters moves between the tables with practised ease.

Then he hears the door open. He feels that twinge of amusement grow when a familiar face passes through the threshold with a frown—possibly from the way this night seems particularly colder than most.

“You have an expression I’m not too sure I like.” Azul’s voice draws his gaze once more. His friend, as he supposes that’s the best way to coin it, observes him with narrowed eyes before looking back to the door. His expression then shifts to a brief flash of understanding before he chuckles and closes the order books.

“Done?” Jade asks innocently as Azul pushes the stool in with a sly look.

“Do remember to restock the limes.” Is all he says before departing for his office, leaving Jade alone in the bar area, and giving their new customer an ample opportunity to approach.

He knows that you will. This has become somewhat of a routine for you, although you still try to play it off like you’re not coming in here to speak with him for an hour or so. He finds it quaint that you come up with new excuses each time you sit at that bar and order something for him to make. A part of him wonders where you get the funds to come out nearly twice a week—but then again, why question where the money comes from when he’s the one receiving it in the end?

“Welcome.” He muses as you sit down in your usual spot, right where Azul was sitting moments earlier. He sets another newly scrubbed glass down before pulling out the lounge’s menu and sliding it your way. “I would imagine you’d be too preoccupied with your midterms to come visit tonight.”

“I'm considering this a study break,” you counter as you peer at the menu.

Jade feels a slightly genuine, but still mostly polite, smile play at his lips as he looks back out to the lounge. He spots Floyd lurking by the door, and when the two brothers make eye contact, the latter's expression lights up. Jade hums quietly when the other starts to make his way over.

“This is bullshit!”

That is, until an explosive voice from the table with the Diasomnia boy stops everyone in their tracks. Even you turn to look back in surprise, as Jade sets yet another glass down to observe the next few moments with interest.

He doesn’t feel the need to step in. Floyd’s attention has already been diverted, and the boredom his twin was feeling hovering by the entrance is now suddenly abated as the grin on his face grows wider. You look back to Jade, who glances at you and flashes yet another polite smile.

This isn’t unusual to happen in the Mostro Lounge, especially during exam times when students try all that they can to swindle opportunities for higher grades with less of the legwork. Jade has never quite felt any sympathy for those who approach Azul, or anyone else in Octavinelle for that matter, in a bid to gain a higher grade. Perhaps it was his upbringing under his parents guidance or perhaps it’s just the constant exposure to Azul’s strategies, but he’s always been under the impression that one gets what they deserve in the end—regardless of what they do.

“Floyd looks way too happy about this,” you murmur as you turn back slowly to look at the menu. Jade picks up another glass with a soft hum.

“I have no idea what you mean.” He continues to clean the glass as the volume from that table grows, now drawing more attention towards the conflict. He can see that it’s beginning to disturb the clients—yourself included—and he has half the mind to go silence it himself. Floyd is taking far too long, playing around with the students and goading them on.

The Diasomnia boy, in his fury at whatever the other students just tried to rip him off of, turns around and in that very moment catches Jade’s eye. It takes very little facial expressions or micro-movements for the students to quickly sober up, and then turn red in a combination of both embarrassment and fear. He grabs at his jacket, slamming his madol down on the table, before storming out of the lounge with Floyd trailing along behind. His twin's laughter is audible even when the doors close. Jade returns back to his duties as you nudge the menu forward.

“It’s quite interesting how fast that student ran out of here when all you did was look at him.” You muse, resting your chin in your palm as you peer at him. He feels that twinge of amusement again in his gut. If one were to see the two of you right now, they might think that you’re making eyes at him. Perhaps you are, unintentionally or not, and it’s this thought that makes him decide that he’ll humour your conversations once more.

“Is it?” He replies, cryptic as always as he glances down to the drink menu. This isn’t necessary—he knows every item on display by heart at this point. After all, he’s one of the people who devised it to begin with. “Why do you say so?”

“From where I’m sitting, you’re about as intimidating as a butterfly,” you counter. He stifles a laugh as he glances back at you. His smile almost reaches his eyes this time.

“From where you’re sitting? Then perhaps you should move a bit closer—or order a drink that improves your sight.” Another glance at the menu. “Are you ready to order, by chance? The fact that you slid this my way tells me so.”

“I’d like to move closer…” he hears you grumble under your breath before you shake your head. “I can’t decide. What is it that you’d recommend for tonight?”

For tonight? He recalls vaguely what the weather was like outside before he sequestered himself back into the lounge’s kitchen and storage rooms. The sky had been a mess of gray clouds swirling above, with flecks of white snow gradually descending to kiss the earth. He’s been on land long enough now that the first snowfall of the season has lost its allure—although Floyd still finds amusement in it, when the mood strikes. “It’s rather cold out there right now, isn’t it?”

More patrons leave until it’s only the two of you left—save for Floyd, who skulks off to Azul’s office with a pleased grin on his face. Jade hums softly again as he sets another glass down.

They would be closing soon enough. Perhaps something off the menu could be made—as a slight nod to your continuous patronage.

“Do you like tea?” He asks after a moment, sending a glance your way. He can see your expression perks up slightly. Even if you don’t like it, something tells him that you’ll be apt to accept whatever he sets down in front of you anyway. Perhaps he can use this to his advantage later—he’s beginning to feel bored with only using Silver as a guinea pig for his mushroom dishes.

“Depends on the kind.” You try to play off your brief excitement with a more relaxed answer as you lean against the bar once more. Jade has to hide the amused little quirk of his lips as he kneels down to put the glasses away.

“I was taught by Kalim most recently a way to brew tea that I have been itching to try once more.” He looks up from behind the counter, his eyes slightly shadowed in the light, and he can see your curiosity growing. “Would you be so kind as to let me do so?”

True to his prediction, he sees your lips curl into a smile and you nod, giving him your permission. This time Jade does little to conceal his own pleasure over your comment as he rises back up and brushes his hands on his uniform pants.

“Wonderful. We may as well go into the kitchen for this. I’m beginning to have doubts that we’ll be seeing anyone else tonight.”

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Truthfully, he doesn’t mind the company. Unlike his brother who often flips between wanting to be around others and wanting to just be alone, Jade finds himself in a consistent state of ambivalence towards company. Your company may rank a bit higher than others, only because you let him do things like this without protest.

“This is a spin on rhodomel that I’ve been testing out.” he explains, as though giving a lecture as he holds up a tea blend infused with roses. “Traditionally, the drink is a mead made of honey, water, and some syrup—but we aren’t permitted to serve any alcohol, and so I make do with what I can.”

He recalls Kalim’s instructions for brewing—along with the horrors of just how much sugar the other man dumped into the drink. Jade gestures for you to have a seat as he sets the kettle up.

The kitchen of Mostro Lounge is large enough to accommodate more than a few people, and yet you situate yourself right next to him at the counter, watching each step he takes with an astute interest. It’s almost flattering just how keen you seem at making sure you don’t miss a single action of his.

He puts the leaves in the kettle and boils them before preparing a few more herbs of nature that he doesn’t fully disclose. Once the boiling is done, he pours the tea into the herb bowl that he’s prepared, drops a few sugar cubes inside, and then pours the blend into one of two cups he’s set aside.

“There,” he muses before grabbing a bottle of honey from a nearby counter and adding a dash of that as well. “Perhaps it won’t be as savoury as rhodomel is alleged to be, mainly because we haven’t let it steep for too long, but I do hope it’s somewhat enjoyable.”

He nudges the cup towards you with his usual coy smile. “Enjoy.”

You take the cup without so much as a second thought, blowing on the hot brew before taking a tentative sip. Truthfully, Jade has never even tried this himself—if it tastes like shit, then he’ll be able to tell by your expression, despite the words of praise you may give. You’re a readable person.

He appreciates that to a degree.

But then your eyes light up, and you take another sip, and he knows that he’s performed somewhat of a miracle with whatever he’s just made. “This is really good…!”

A smug look briefly flashes on his face before he leans against the counter once more and finally tries it out. It is quite good, and he gives himself a mental pat on the back for that. Maybe he’ll even pitch this to Azul for a weekend morning special to offer.

Or he'll sell it to Heartslabyul.

A comfortable silence settles as the two of you enjoy the experimental concoction together. His fingers lightly tap the rim of his cup as he gives you a sly, sidelong glance, studying you a bit more intently than before. Your expression is satisfied and your body language tells him just how relaxed you feel in his presence. Your previous comment of how he’s hardly intimidating to you plays through in his mind once more.

Perhaps…

“Do you like hiking by chance?” He doesn’t ask subtly—he just outright says it, and he watches as you look at him with a wide-eyed expression.

“Oh. Sometimes?” You reply.

Not a no, but not a yes. He taps the rim of his cup again.

“I like to do hikes in the mountains on weekends, when I get the time. You would be surprised at how many fascinating species of flora and fungi exist up there. I collect them for the Lounge, on occasion.” Before Azul shuts that down after a week or so. “You strike me as someone who can be quite adventurous—so, would you like to come along the next time I go?”

Is this a recruitment? Yes. Is he trying to get you to taste-test his dishes? Yes. Is there maybe a small, selfish reason for asking to steal more of your time without interruptions?

“Sure!” You reply brightly, and this time he does offer a genuine smile.

Oh, absolutely.

#twst x reader #jade leech #twst jade #me writing a non dia prompt?? unheard of #but WAH TYYYYYYY sobs #jade leech x reader #gn reader #100 followers special

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occasionally-good-ideas · 5 months

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The Ancients are Gods

Just straight up Gods, one’s you can pray to, give offerings and such and maybe get a lil blessing or help from

Get nightmares?? Offer Nocturn some tea and dreams in exchange for no more nightmares, ‘man you can Have those dreams as long as I get some good, no nightmare, Rest.’

Your asshole neighbors keep raking your lawn but you need that Free Mulch for your garden next spring? Tell Overgrowth about it. 40% chance you won’t even need to give him anything, the promise of a garden will be enough for him to Smite your neighbors tool shed (and maybe their house but that ain’t your fault)

Need help juggling classes?? Phantoms literally the God of Balance & Discovery (along with Space but only aspiring astronauts call on that part of his domain) most students will give him food and Space Shit in exchange for better work/life balance skills and better understanding In classes. But if you’re really desperate or need a Big Favor… give him one a These

#danny phantom #headcanon #writing prompt #I’m a ferm believer that Danny’s obsession is actually Discovery #and it manifests as space cuz Dude it’s Space what’s not to Discover???#this post is inspired by the one where students sacrifice coffee for good grades #I also just Really Wanted Danny’s ‘followers’ to give him those little balance/physics desk toys #it’s fitting and hilarious #this is what Amity Religion looks like #you can 100% make this a crossover by having some Believers leave Amity #amity park

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forestryprompts · 6 months

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Character A: We can't keep doing this. It's too dangerous.

Character B: I know, but I can't stay away from you.

Character A: They'll never understand what we have.

Character B: Then we'll keep our love hidden, a secret worth any risk.

#thank you for 100 followers #dialogue prompts #prompt #story starter #writeblr #writerblr #writing inspiration #writing prompt #dialogue prompt #writing prompts #prompts #writing #imagine your otp #otp prompts #imagine your ocs #oc prompts #forbidden romance #forbidden love

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the-bad-batch-baroness · 11 months

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Prompt 9: “Where did you learn how to do that?”

f!reader x Rex romantic pls

soooo the first thing that came to mind was flirting while they were sparring and the reader flips him over her shoulder and he’s just like “Holy shit, I’m in love with this woman” but then he flips her back and gets the upper hand. Just some flirty teasing wit some fluff if possible. I LOVE YOUR WRITING 🩷✨🩷✨🩷✨

Let's Get Physical

Rex x Fem!Reader

Pairing: Rex x Fem!Reader

Tags & Warnings: fluff, flirting, romance, sparring, suggestive themes

Word Count: 100

Author's Note: Hello anon and thank you for participating in my follower event 🥰 I'm so happy you love my writing, thank youuuuuuuuu 😱 Phew, you got a lot of details there for 100 words! This was a tough one, but I think I got most of what you were looking for. I hope it meets your expectations 🙏🏻 Please enjoy 💚

“Don’t go easy on me, Rex,” you tease while dancing around the training mat.

Rex follows your movements and takes a few half-hearted swipes. “I don’t like hitting women.”

You smirk and lunge towards the Captain, flipping him over your shoulder as his back hits the mat with a thud.

“Where did you learn how to do that?” Rex asks in shock.

“C’mon, Rex,” you lean down and whisper in his ear. “Let’s get physical.”

Your words race through his body like electricity. He grabs you, flips you over, straddles your torso, and pins your arms down. “Don’t tempt me.”

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surplus-of-sarcasm · 1 year

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100 Follower Special!

Thank you sooooo much for 100 followers! 🥰🥰 (technically 101 now, but semantics, semantics) I know that's a relatively small number, but I've been here for about 3 months, and I'm still happy anyway. Love you guys so much! 🩵🩵

TW: minor violence, bruises mention

Villain knows this. They've spent the past few weeks studying every detail of Hero's base meticulously. This was why Supervillain had chosen them for this mission. Because they didn't get distracted easily and they kept their full focus on their task.

Sneaking inside admittedly wasn't easy. Villain had spent hours racking their brain for answers as they typed away on their keyboard, trying to hack into the system. And after many sleepless nights and one too many large mugs of coffee, they'd finally gotten through Hero's security.

The positions of every door, every hidden door's placement, every secret passageway, and even where all the cameras were (they'd managed to disable them) were all etched into their memory.

They almost glide around with such ease, they might as well have owned the place. But their outwardly calm and collected demeanour was a somewhat fragile façade. Hero may have kept up a friendly persona and thrown quite a bit of banter their way, but they were dangerous in their own right, with deadly control over their power. The scattered bruises lining the villain's body are a testament to that.

They weren't sure they'd like to imagine what Hero would do if they caught them sneaking around in their own house.

But they're Villain, for God's sake. They'd fought and won against people much worse than Hero. Yet they'd never been even half this nervous.

Steeling themselves, they take a deep breath as they try to push all the negative thoughts out of their head. They place their ear to the door, listening for any noises, and the action brings a comfortable sense of familiarity to them from the number of times they'd done it. Hearing no sound, their hands work as swift as machinery, taking the lockpick out of their suit's pocket and working on the lock.

They finally manage to get it open, the door leading into their nemesis's living room. What kind of psychopath locks their living room's door? But the criminal didn't find that a surprise. Carefully lifting the dark green plush rug off the floor, they manage to loosen the fake floorboard underneath, leading to the trapdoor. Another detail they'd discovered spying on Hero through their computer.

Lifting the door, Villain wills the air in the room to return the floorboard and the carpet back to their place as the door shuts. They smirk to themselves at how smoothly their power works as they carefully make their way down the long staircase.

When they finally reach the end of the staircase, they are almost giddy with excitement. One that you could never read off their somber face. The same rush of blood and adrenaline pulsing through them as their first heist.

Walking carefully around Hero's base and resisting the temptation to explore the sleek, well-equipped place, they quickly find exactly what they were here for. The flash drive in the shiny glass case, more precious to Villain than any treasure. It may have looked so easy to get a hold of, but simplicity was impossible with Hero. There was a sick, twisted puzzle only a psychopath or a bitter STEM major could dream up that they had to solve first.

Their heartbeat quickly grows erratic, and their hands shake as they go through the bloody puzzle. Their eyes light up with glee as the glass case unlocks, and they reach inside, fingers almost closing around their prize.

Almost.

"Well done," a silky voice croons. It sounds proud rather than annoyed.

The crime-fighter stands there, leaning against the wall, arms folded over their chest with an amused glint in their eyes. They were dressed in a dark, satin robe thrown carelessly over their figure and tied at the waist, not even bothering with a mask. They regard Villain the same way one regards a child who'd been caught sneaking yet another cookie.

They chuckle lightly. "Ya know, if you wanted an invitation, you could've just asked. I believe I gave you my number last time we fought, hm?"

"Hilarious," they counter, whipping around and making a run for it, flash drive in hand. They try to send a blast of air towards their enemy, except there was barely any air in this damned basement. So all their attempts served was to send a pathetic, little breeze towards Hero.

As though they needed any further humiliation.

It barely takes a moment for the crime-stopper to confiscate the flash drive, twisting the villain's arm somewhat painfully and shoving them into the wall, and they toss the drive back into the case. It locks automatically.

Villain does not appreciate their current position at all. Pinned against the wall, a horribly overused cliché, leaving them mortified, if the look on their face is any indication. Said face is now flushed a bold red, their normally sharp tongue now rendered useless.

Worst of all is Hero's smug, lopsided smirk and the way that they look at Villain in general, with their prying eyes, their gaze sparkling with curiosity. It made them feel like a specimen being examined.

"Shh, it's no use struggling, darling," Hero purrs somewhat soothingly. And their words hold truth because Hero's super strength doesn't falter, and Villain's squirming serves little to no purpose but to embarrass them, and apparently entertain their nemesis.

"W-what are you going to do to me?" they all but squeak.

The crime-fighter laughs, and they feel their heartbeat quicken to impossible degrees, not just out of fear, but out of something far more dangerous. . .

"Relax, I won't hurt you. I'd hate to mess up the oh-so-beautiful artwork, hm?" they murmur

Heat spreads through Villain's body like wildfire. Their words catch in their throat, and their breathing becomes shallower. They'd kept it all professional when responding to Hero's flirtations, being dedicated to their job meant adhering to the concept that they were strictly enemies. But then why are they an incoherent mess of emotions right now?

Hero's honey-sweet tone, the blinding grin flashed on perfect white teeth against dark tan skin, and the flowery scent of their fragrance don't sit well with the criminal. But nothing compares to the way they fix their gaze on Villain, as though they were someone to be admired, someone alluring, more than just a weapon. And, it's not like their life had been devoid of romance, but no one had ever looked at them with the same awe-filled fiery passion like Hero did.

"What do you want?" they breathe out. An honest question.

"Right now at least, I want to invite you to have breakfast here with me, it bring pretty early in the morning. It'll be fun, sweetheart," They run the fingers of their free hand along their nemesis's jaw, a feather-light caress.

Whatever the hell Villain was feeling had just intensified to impossible degrees. They are intoxicated with the almost magnetic charm that made it difficult impossible to think straight. And they didn't want it to end.

"Fine," they answer, trying to keep the shakiness out of their words, which come out at a higher pitch than they intend. Damn you, Hero.

Their enemy's whole face lights up, and they flash them a huge grin. Not one of their seductive, lopsided smirks. But a big smile full of utter joy.

That's adorable. Am I growing soft?

"Sure, but I just have one more request."

"Enlighten me."

They trace the shape of their mask in the air. Well, if they're going to have breakfast with this hero, in an outright romantic setting, then the usage of the mask didn't seem to make much sense.

Hero lifts their arm off, and Villain had half a mind to run off and get a hold of the drive. But one look into those gorgeous sea-green eyes, and all their plans were swiftly discarded and shredded to smithereens.

They peel the mask off, heartbeat now erratic.

"Y-you're absolutely breathtaking in every sense of the word, Villain," Hero coos, snaking an arm around Villain's waist and pulling them close against their side.

"You're not so bad yourself, hotshot," they laugh, pleased to finally have anything on the hero.

This was foolish, risky, and it broke every single goddamn rule in Villain's book. But never in their life had something ever felt so right.

Tagging for this one specifically: @thelocalnemesis @deckofaces @onlywhump @justalittlecorrupted (u usually ask me to tag u on my stuff, I hope this isn't too presumptuous, Corrupted!) @featheryvee

Also, some of y'all r alr on the taglist, so you'll just be tagged there.

✨️Le Taglist: @larinzz @syberianjade @lateuplight @altu-whump @enbious-prince @astr0-mj @thelazywitchphotographer @addictedsandwhichaki @justalittlecorrupted @quaggasus @dodo-docs @vernilliom @sirrsnakesssss

Wanna be on the taglist? This will take you there!

#prompt #hero x villain #cocky hero #flirty hero x flustered villain #romance #a little gremlin's writing #female writers #writers on tumblr #a bit fluffy #somewhat self indulgent #enemies to lovers #writing #but really #THANK YOUUU FOR A 100 FOLLOWS!!!!

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thesimpsbasement · 1 year

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Happy New Year! Prompt 17 w/ Edgeworth and g/n reader (for the event)

•Prompt #17:“I feel your absence in everything that i do alone in every place i go without you”

•Reader is gender neutral

•Tags/warnings:husband Edgeworth cuz we love that,fluff

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Being in a relationship with the chief prosecutor was a lonely one for both parties.As much as he hates it,Edgeworth often finds himself engrossed in his work and rarely has any time to spend time with you.You completely understand so to make him feel less guilty you try to visit his office whenever you aren't busy yourself and you two would stay together in comfortable silence as you two did your thing. However that silence isn't so comfortable when you're alone

Edgeworth has been invited overseas as a representative of Japan/America(didn't know which one to pick lmao) so he would be gone for a couple of weeks and dear lord was it painful. Whenever you came home,the house was empty and quiet which made you miss him even more, however you weren't the only one feeling hollow inside. Edgeworth always had the feeling something was missing during his whole trip,he knew that he brought everything he needed,or well everything he could bring.Oh how he wished he took you with him.If you were there this trip would've been bearable. But alas he sighed as he sat on the bed in the hotel he was staying in, he looked over to the nightstand and saw his phone,it was almost a ritual to him, every night before going to bed he made sure to call you. Oh how he missed hearing your voice,missed hearing your stories and silly events that happened either at work or with friends. He definitely knew that he'd plan something extra fancy just for the two of you when he'll arrive home.

And said day of arriving came.A day before leaving for home,Edgeworth called you to let you know he'll be back the next day and oh boy were you excited. You knew he'd be coming late so you made sure to stay up late to greet him; however that didn't really work out. You were in the living room watching TV while waiting for your darling husband.While staring blankly at the screen you could feel your eyes dropping.You didn't really have energy to fight off the sleep in your eyes much to your dismay and eventually you fell asleep on the couch.

A couple hours later,there was shuffling at the door and then a click.Edgeworth opened the door to your home ,turning to close it " I'm home" he called out but he didn't get a reply,weird he remembered you sounding like a giddy kid finally getting the candy he wanted when he told you he'll be home soon.After taking off his coat he first went to the living room,hearing the TV playing,maybe you didn't hear him?Upon entering the room the first thing he noticed was your peaceful face as you slept. He chuckled as he walked towards you and crouched to the level of the sofa.He gently placed a hand on your cheek caressing it lightly to not wake up,however that didn't really work as you stirred and eventually opened your eyes."Edgeworth!" You yell surprised ,you didn't expect to wake up to his face close to yours." Yes my dear I'm here" he simply says continuing to do his previous actions.You quickly got up and hugged him." You have no idea how much I've missed you" You say ,arms wrapped around his shoulders." Mhm me too darling I could feel your absence in everything that i do alone in every place i go without you” he says pulling away from the hug to give your forehead a kiss. " Awe you missed me that much?" You teased " Hmph says the one that ended up falling asleep while waiting for my return" he teased back,his hand now holding yours when you also pulled away from the hug. Edgeworth's thumb rubbed against your knuckles, mainly over the ring on your ring finger.He always found himself looking at it often.Taking your hand to his lips,he left a feather light kiss on your knuckles. He turned back to you with a fond smile on his face" You don't have the faintest clue how tiring it was without you around" he sighs feeling content " Tell me about it " you say knowing that the trip gave him more headaches than the witnesses in courtrooms." I will but first let's get you to bed,I've been dying to hold my love in my arms again after all" he says getting up from his crouched position,you mimicking his actions.

After getting changed into someone.Before more comfortable you two laid down is bed,Edgeworth's head resting against the crook of your neck,loosely wrapping his arms around you. He began telling you stories about his trip but his little story hour didn't last long because you both ended up falling asleep, but that was ok with Edgeworth,he's finally back to you at that's all that matters.

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(( sorry this took so long I've been busy with irl stuff but I hope you enjoy!

#fanfiction #fanfic #ace attorney #100 follower event #prompt event #ace attorney x reader #ace attorney fanfiction #miles edgeworth x reader

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aces-and-angels · 3 months

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WIP Wednesday

fr this time! ty to @aallotarenunelma for tagging me! apologies for the delayed response- didn't have anything to share (till now)

here is a brief snippet of a blurb i'm working on for abel x m!mc ft. everybody's favorite badass, ✨jocelyn✨

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A punch straight to the gut. Winded. That was it. Rowan supposed that was the best way to describe getting the air literally knocked out of him. Doubled over, he fell helplessly to his knees while Jocelyn stood above him, aloof as ever.

“Get up, Burke. We’re not done yet,” she said boredly, as if she were next in line at the bank and not beating the absolute shit out of him.

Rowan let out a pained groan. “Give me a -hah- second. You punch hard.”

“You think those horrors we hunt are gonna go easy on you because you’ve got a weak stomach?”

“I think I can taste my stomach in my mouth,” he grumbled, pushing himself off the mat with strained effort. They’d spent the better half of the afternoon holed up at Westchester’s finest (and only) fitness center. A few locals trickled in here and there, but for the most part, they had the place all to themselves. The pungent, sweaty odor wafting through the room only got worse with time.

All the more reason to leave, Rowan thought. “Can we call it a day already? I don’t have another round in me.”

Jocelyn’s eyes swept over him, assessing. “I’ll give you a five minute water break.”

“Are you fucking serious?”

“Four,” she warned, crossing her arms. “You wanna take the deal or-”

“Fine, fine-” he cut her off before the hopes of any break disappeared completely. “I’ll go refill my bottle.”

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i'll pass the torch to @abelflints @inlocusmads and anyone else who sees this and needs an excuse to post that wip 🖤

#additional fun fact: the prompt for this wip is playfully pushing each other #on a quest to get these 100 follower special prompts finished jhkfhg #abel x mc #abel flint #jocelyn wu #ilw #it lives within #playchoices #choices #fanfic #my fic #ilb #ilitw #it lives beneath #it lives in the woods #it lives series #it lives anthology #it lives project #wip

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rwrbprompts · 6 months

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Happy 100!

First off thank you all so much for helping this page hit so many followers in such a short time. All the love and support is greatly appreciated! Just a couple friendly reminder to everyone

This is a space for you to submit and claim prompts for the Red, White & Royal Blue Fandom.

When submitting Prompts please be as specific as possible.

Please include:

What Canon you want the prompt to live in (book or Movie) Or if it is not canon Who is/are the main characters Who is the main ship Any other important information

If you want to claim a prompt message the account and let us know what one you want to claim and we will mark it as claimed or comment claimed on the post. You can also claim from our google master sheet(linked below).

There is no timeline for when prompts need to be completed. Just send us a link when it is done so we can post it with the original prompt!

When posting your completed work please include a link, any warnings, and the original prompt.

Some other helpful and wonderful resources for all Red White and Royal Blue fans

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@rwrbicons

@rwrbgifs

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@rwrbsource

@just-sarah--things and @sparklepocalypse are working on putting together a winter holiday fic event so keep your eyes peeled for more information.

As always new prompts we are sent will be posted every Wednesday and Sunday. Feel free to submit any time. In the mean time feel free to take a look at all of our unclaimed prompts!

Fluff prompts

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bkanvas-fairy · 9 months

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当我们长大后，我好想和你一起住在一个家。

#bkanvas' art #竹律 #takeritsu #takeritsumonth2023 #takenaka momozo #takenaka momozou #kageyama ritsu #mob psycho 100 #mp100 #it translate to “when we're older i would love to live in a house with you”#roughly #last one of this whole personally tkrs week thing #i say as i took rly long for this last one #but i like it !!#and also ive been busy sorry #sorry for my non mob psycho followers #thankyou for putting up with me theyre a comfort ship and make me really happy sudhfskdfk #the prompt for the last day was post canon btw idk if that was obvious

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skzoologist · 5 months

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Hey-ho! I still can't believe it, but this nieche, lil blog has reached 100+ followers! And while I'll definitely need 4-8 business days to process this, I wanted to thank each and every one of you who supported me so far. It means so much to me, and I hope you'll like this little event I whipped up 😊💜

THE EVENT IS CLOSED, THANK YOU FOR PARTICIPATING!

Rules:

I will only do each prompt once (used ones will be crossed out)

The event lasts until December 7th!

My 'Rules' post still applies to these requests as well

Since this is an event, these requests will take priority over normal ones (but those will still be written, just later!)

You can choose any SKZ member, or even TXT and ATEEZ members for these prompts (but naturally, I have a better grasp on the SKZ members' personalities)

Since the prompts are limited, only 1 can be requested per person, it's only fair this way

There is no limit to how many characters you can choose for a prompt, but please note that the more, the less focus they get (writing a lot of characters at the same time is chaotic)

You can choose an AU for your prompt as well! Each AU can be used multiple times. If you won't specify what AU you want, the prompt will be written in their usual, idol life

If the AUs can coexist in the same world (for instance werewolf and vampire), you can even request 2 or 3 for the same prompt!

You can specify which character(s) you want the AU features to apply to. For example, you can ask for vampire!Bae and human!SKZ, or even the other way around

The length of the drabbles will vary, but I'll try to aim for at least 500-800 words each

AUs:

Dragon

Vampire

Werewolf

Faerie

Hybrid

Merman

Ghost

Na'vi

Android (robot)

Genres:

Fluff=☕

Crack=🧋

Angst=🍷

Prompts:

"You put down that weapon right this instant, or so help me-"

"No! I want cuddles now!" -> Read it here!

"Excuse me, I think I misheard...?"

"Are these the drugs kicking in, or am I dreaming right now?" -> Read it here!

"No thanks."

"Awh, but come oooon, he's sooo cuute!" -> Read it here!

"Did...you also see that shadow move...?" -> Read it here!

"May we meet again." -> Read it here!

Thank you, every single one of you, once again!

#i know it's not a lot of prompts #but i have a lot of things to do and not a lot of energy #it pains me to not give you guys more #but my normal requests are always open!#follower event #100 follower event #glacial prince #stray kids #skz #stray kids oc #skz oc #stray kids 9th member #skz 9th member #ateez #txt #okay i have no clue how to tag this thing 💀

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stigmatamars · 2 years

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pov: iceberg lounge bathroom

#riddlebat #batman 2022 #the batman #riddler #this was for 100 followers on twitter!! :D #gonna post another batch of meme redraws relatively soon just gotta find time :P #also feel free 2 send me art prompts/requests/etc.........lately ive been in a drawing mood but i dont have ideas yk?#anyway im rambling now. how is everybodys day going #stig art

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a-quilted-milky-way · 1 year

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100 follower coining event!!!

april 18-april 30

day 1: angels (april 18)

day 2: numbers/math (april 19)

day 3: encryption/ciphers (april 20)

day 4: a genderclass (link) or -inwayven (link) gender (template + other coining post under cut) (april 21)

day 5: violas/pianos (and if anyone does violins today i will kill them /silly) (april 22)

day 6: mspec lesbian/gay (april 23)

day 7: the ocean/aquatic things (april 24)

day 8: the number eight/arachnids (april 25)

day 9: homestuck/the owl house (or another media maybe?) (april 26)

day 10: lavender/hydrangea (april 27)

day 11: fog/storms (april 28)

day 12: autumn/fall colors (april 29)

day 13: free day! (april 30)

tagging @mogaii-sunflowers @epikulupu @revenant-coining @radiomogai @genderyboy @cocajimmycola @lovesick-mogai @corbybug @liom-archive @hoardicboy @truthwithlight and @heart-valentin3 ( if you want to be added to the tag list/taken off of it, you can always tell me :] )

inwayven flag pieces

inwayven original coining

#coining event #i got 100 followers ages ago okay i figured we should do this soon #hope these are good prompts

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wordsbymae · 2 years

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I wanted to share with you my own personal dark oc. This is the Wild West. Reader is about to lose her farm after her grandfather suddenly died and there’s no other male relatives to take over her family’s farm. And she’s doesn’t think of something soon she’ll lose it or worse! Have to marry that sleazy loan shark who’s offering to take over it for her (he’s a know wife beater, etc). Women aren’t legally allowed to own things, she needs to get bitch quick. So when this handsome and charismatic stranger comes into town. He work as a professional hitman or hired to do gruesome stuff for the right price. Can he turn down the chance not only to gain a sim of money, but to marry and breed the town’s resident virgin. After working as a professional hitman, and being by himself (aside from the couple of nights he shared with prostitutes) he gained the desire to settle down somewhere small and isolated, and have a family with a pretty wife. So seeing this pretty lil thing offering herself up on silver platter, how can he resistance? He to have the farm under his name for a certain time frame before divorcing reader so she can own it for herself, but how can she when he decides he doesn’t want to leave…. He was a strict husband, rarely letting her out of the house in terms of going into public. Gave her a new set of clothes calling her other ones “whorish” for someone like her, and deserved to be represented on what type of woman she was (despite no one ever seeing her 😂). He took over all farm duties and refuse her help, but expects her to cook and clean. Making her his own personal housewife. And sex is a daily thing, yeah there was no way for her to get out of that. She didn’t show any attempts of running away so she allowed to go outside and such, but if he’s not in the mood he would deny her. And sometimes he would leave days or weeks to pick up some job offers. I tried to keep it vague, so you can have your own opinion on it. Hope you liked it, I love talking to you :).

MAE'S 100-FOLLOWER CELEBRATION!

PT 2.

Sorry, it’s me again! But I just wanted to add just a little bit of detail of what I sent earlier. Reader sees their marriage as convenience and is surprised to see him take it so seriously with him taking his husband duties whole heartily. Paying everything for her, spoiling her, providing for her, doing all the “man” jobs for her (working around the farm and driving her, his reasoning is that her only duty as his wife is to sit still and look pretty for him which in his words “won’t be so hard, with a face as cute as a button”) getting over protective of her.

The only times he lets her out of the house is to go to church. He himself isn’t religious, but to feed into his idea of reader being this untouchable saint and sometimes respecting her boundaries/wishes. But he doesn’t like it when she tries to hide herself from, whether it being shielding her naked body from his sight for modesty (your my wife! I have any right to look at you. Now put your arms away, I was just enjoying myself with a quick peak it’s all!), any feelings she feels (not only does he feel entitled to know how you’re feeling 24/7, but he wants you to be comfortable and happy under his care).

He takes it upon himself to almost always bring up the fact that you’re his wife with “my wife” “Mrs…” “my woman” “wife!”. He even threatens you with a few spanks from his belt when you kept “correcting” with “only legally 🙄 “, also he doesn’t take disrespect well so there was no more eye-rolling or mumbles under your breath. While he may be strict with her, he isn’t a totally serious guy. He loves to play! Have fun with her, while telling her goofy stories of his younger self to make her smile or wrestling her. He’s a go-lucky and joyful guy, reader would definitely develop a praise kink 😏 (degradation kink too!). He can’t help himself from complimenting her, giving her cute lil pet names like “sweetie” “honey” “honey bun” “darlin’” “doll face” and her personal favourite “pumpkin”.

Above all else, he would like for her to be happy with him under the restrictions he placed upon her. He thinks he’s doing what’s best for her even though she may not like it at times. So he tries to make it up for her by spending time with her, giving out praise, and buying things for her. Okay, sorry that is it, I promise 😅😭😭😭.

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AAAAAAAHHHHHH I AM IN LOVE WITH THIS!!!!!! <3 <3 <3

AUTUMN!!!!!! You're a genius, I'm not kidding! This was amazing!!! The thought you put in???? I love it!!!! Go as detailed as you want! It's your (amazing and absolutely wonderful) OC and I am so happy you shared it with me!!! I love talking to you too!!!!!

I grew up watching westerns so I am literally obsessed with rough and tough bounty hunters and heart-of-gold old-timey cowboys (it explains my love for the Mandalorian) but this is just next level!!!!! I adore the trope of bounty hunters/hitmen/soldiers whatever, just wanting to settle down on a block of land with a pretty wife and I love how this guy goes about it.

I love the idea that over the years he's saved up quite a bit of money so he could really afford to live anywhere in town, he could buy the mayor's mansion if he wanted to, but no!!! He wants the rundown farmhouse cause he gets a pretty wife with the deal. And I love how you have him going along with the deal of marriage of convenience until the reader can divorce him and get the land for herself! I would love to know how she came up to him and asked him to be involved or did she try and hide her intentions from him and seduce him? I would love to know! I like the idea it was all her idea and when she found the one man she thought wouldn't want to stay in a marriage she asked him, with a little bit of incentive of a paycheck, little did she know this man has been planning their wedding and naming their future children since the moment she walked through the saloon door. Up to you though! I love any of your ideas.

Oooooh! And when it has been those few months and she can finally divorce him and she expects the whole husband facade to fall and he goes on his way.....but!!!!!.... he refuses to get a divorce and now is stuck with this man.....OR and this is a bit of a slutty thought but imagine if he 'agrees' to get a divorce but first one last fuck?? And of course, the reader says yes cause he knows what he's doing and it'll be the one thing she misses the most about him. But!! When it comes time for him to pull out he refuses and goes on about how she'll be such a pretty mama and how nice and swollen her belly will be and how she will never get a divorce with a babe on her hip and another in her belly and how she's his now and he's never letting her go and how much of a good husband he'll be as long as she's a good wife to him and holy hell!!!!!

Also, I ADORE the pet name/nickname missus, it is massive here in Australia even if not married and if a man called me his missus to his friends/family/whoever I would literally melt. And the other nicknames????????? Adorable! My favourite brand of man is funny/goofy but will start, end and win a fight, there is just something about tough men with dirt on their faces telling a funny story that makes me wanna just explode.

OOOO! Him teaching the reader how to use a gun and he says he has to get up right and personal to teach her, but the reader is pretty sure his hands don't need to be squeezing her arse for her to aim. and then having arm wrestles?????? him either always letting her win or never lets her win cause he loves it when she pouts at him!!! I might be projection but YES! Praise kink! Him calling her such a good girl and how she's doing so well and how she's his sweet girl..... man im blushing

AHHHHHH! I can go on forever!!!!!! I love this and I love him! You have me hooked.

#autumn :)#yandere x reader #yandere #yandere imagines #oc #yandere drabble #yandere prompts #female reader #mae answers #amazing????????#mate your mind is amazing #i am literally obsessed #your thoughts are just too good #autumn's OC #breeding tw #dub con #Mae's 100-follower celebration!

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