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utsuboarchive · 5 months
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@lunarscaled: but will he swallow the orange whole
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you can't savor the juice that way, what the hell
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infernal-feminae · 2 months
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Try to fluster my muse in the asks, and will rate your attempt
@diadxrling said: Dia is looking at Ava you can almost see the cogs in her head turning before she apparently gets an idea. Basically vaulting over the other's desk sitting down on the edge that was facing her. "Maybe you are one for soft sweet things" she purred "Get all nice and cozy having sweet things being said to you, like how stunning your eyes are and how gorgeous you look when the sun comes through the windows and hits you" while this might have started as some random flirting Dia genuinely meant every word she said here.
Oh. Now this was just ADORABLE.
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Ava manages to hold her serious expression for all of five seconds before a grin breaks out across her face. "Oh sweetheart, I know. But I can see that you're trying." She playfully boops Dia's nose. "Don't take it personally though, and hey, for your efforts I'll bump your score up another 5%. Sound good? Good. Now get off my desk."
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deeztastic · 4 months
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i-am-hungry-24-7 · 10 days
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Hello, this is 🦈 anon ◉⁠‿⁠◉. Um.. if you still open request, please can i have TF 141 together x F! Reader who has high (possibly extreme) pain tolerance that whenever reader's injured, she almost doesn't react or show she's in pain. When TF 141 found this new information, they couldn't be not worried because what do you mean you don't feel anything while bleeding heavily, sweetheart?
TLDR: "Ayo yer bleeding?!", "Uh, um..yeah, should I scream?"
hello 🦈 anon!!! nice to see you again :D ty for the request!! I hope u would like this one since I think it was sweet :) have a nice day/night!
word count: 2.3k
ship: TF141*F!Reader
tw: pet names (love etc.)
The first time they found out was on a mission.
The explosion made you fly and hit hard on the wall, you could hear Soap yelling at you.
“Yer okay, lassie?!” You brushed away the dust, Soap running over and checking on you, blue eyes full of concern.
“Yeah, alright.” Standing up from the wreckage, you simply responded to him. Though Soap doubted if you were truly fine under that big impact, but your face didn’t express thoughts other than focusing on the mission, so he just nodded and signaled to keep going.
The rest of the mission succeeded without any incidents. Price, Ghost, and Gaz are already waiting at the exfil place. Through the smoke and deafening sound of the helo, they saw you and Soap walking towards them.
“Y’all okay?” Hadn’t gotten close to the helicopter, Gaz already run towards you two, relief was obvious on his face when he didn’t see any injuries by a quick scan, but then Ghost came over too.
“Wait, your shoulder.” He pointed at your shoulder, leading everyone’s gaze to land on it, including yourself.
“oh... looks like it’s dislocated.” You evaluated.
“What do you mean ‘oh’?! don’t you feel any pain?!” Soap yelled at your words. His hands try to inspect your shoulder, but afraid to trigger the pain.
“I don’t think it’s a big deal, just...”
You put your hand on the shoulder, and with a loud CRACK, which made Gaz jump and Soap gaped, even Ghost’s eyes widened at your sudden motion.
“I think it’s fixed now.” You looked around at your teammates, confusion clouded your mind “Ummm... is there any problem?”
“You...” Ghost stuttered, but he regained his composure fast. “doesn’t that hurt?”
“Well, I don’t know what you mean, LT.” You shrugged, “But actually, I feel a little bit dizzy...”
Just at the moment you finished your sentence, the dizziness became more severe, and your vision started growing blurry...
“Oi! Call the medic!” Catching your slumped body, Ghost yelled at the sergeants, but the last thing you hear is Soap reassuring you and Gaz calling for help.
So quiet... Where am I?
You thought as you slowly opened your eyes, what came in your eyes first was the stainless white ceiling, and a low voice coming from aside.
“you awake, sergeant?”
Turning your head, your eyes met with the man’s ocean-like ones, who sitting on the chair beside and holding some papers.
“Captain.” The whisper slipped out when you recognized him
“I guess you don’t know you were seriously injured, love.”
“What happened?”
“The explosion.” Price leaned closer to the bed now “The impact caused your bone fractured and slowly internal bleeding. We have no idea how you were able to walk to the exfil and looked like nothing happened.”
“I didn’t feel any pain, so I assumed I was okay.” you avoided his attention when Price raised his eyebrows. You knew he was worried and it kind of made you guilty.
“since I was young I rarely feel pain, so...” staring at the catheter of your IV drip, you mumbled quietly.
Price didn’t reply, he just stared at the paper written with your injuries and health state.
The room fell into silence for a while, before you open your mouth again.
“Sorry, Captain...” You murmured, still don’t dare to look at him.
The man let out a long sigh, you snapped your head up when you felt your hands were covered by Price’s.
It’s warm, soothing, calming down your still hazy but full of thoughts mind.
“You should be sorry, dear.” He rubbed your hand in a repeated rhythm. “You make us worried. Me, and the boys...” he pointed his chin at the bedside desk, and you finally notice the flowers and your favorite snacks are placed on it.
“We’ll keep an eye on you every time the mission is complete, since you can’t feel pain, this is not a request, it’ s a command, got it, soldier?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good girl.” The composed grin eventually appeared on his face, and you smiled too when he ruffled your hair.
“Sleepy?” His comforting voice rings against your ears when you let out a big yawn.
“mmhmm.”
“Then sleep, Gaz will be here when you wake up.”
Price watched your eyelids struggle to stay open but failed, little snores leaving you when you fell drifted into dreams again.
What you didn’t know is he brushed off the hair on your face and placed a tender kiss on your serene face.
Weeks after, to your happiness, you could go back to your own quarter and start hitting the training room for some simple practice.
Except there was someone who insisted on following you every time when you went to the training room, even if you tried to sneak into the room, he was always there as if he knew your plan.
“Soap.” You sighed at the man sitting on the bench spotting you.
“Aye, lassie?”
“I’m okay, really.”
“I don’t trust ye anymore. I should check it mahself.”
You understood why he was acting like this. Price told you Soap had been blaming himself for not finding that you were injured in that mission until your body gave up due to blood loss.
“I’m just doing some easy weightlifting now, I won’t pass out just because of this okay?”
You concentrated on his figure as he strode to your side. You chuckled when he still looked at you with doubtful eyes.
“How ‘bout you spar with me? Go easy on me though, the doctor said I still haven’t recovered fully.”
“You sure yer okay?”
“You’re like my mother now, Soapy.”
“Aye, 'cause we got a naughty kid in our team.” He laughed. “If I think you should stop, then ye stop, aye?”
“Yes, mama.”
You both burst into laughter and stepped on the training mat. Soap really went easy with his attack, unlike the usual training with the tension as if you two were about to devour each other.
“Oh!” When Soap swung out a punch, you abruptly lowered your body, and with a swipe of your leg, Soap fell onto the mat, followed by you sitting on him and securing his hands.
“Checkmate...? Soap.” You smirk at the man lying under you.
“Won’t complain if I was lost to you, but.” he huffed out a laugh, but your world spun the next second, and you met your gaze with the man now on top of you, his eyes glinting with mischievous.
“It’s a tie now, bonnie.” He flashed out a dazzling smile at you.
“Okay okay, it’s a tie now.”
A lazy grin spread along your lips when you poke at his chest.
“How about we go get some lunch together, handsome?
“Aye, ma'am.”
“The bones and the wound have healed very well, can say you are the most well-behaved patient in your team.”
The doctor smiled at you, and you turned to shoot a glimpse at Gaz, only to find his face written with embarrassment.
“What did he do last time you treat him, doctor?”
“oh, I forbid him to go training, but he still went and tore his knuckles, so he came back and stitched them again, making me call Captain Price to scold him.”
“Sorry, he’s a dumbass.”
“All of you guys are stubborn, sometimes I really want to tie you to the bed.” The doctor grinned “Well, since you’re fully recovered, you can go back to train and go on missions. Remember to be careful next time, don’t come back too soon, okay?”
“I will, Thank you, doc.”
Returning the smile, you and Gaz stepped out of the infirmary.
“I can’t wait to have you back next mission, need ya to bear Soap’s nonsense and Lt.’s bad jokes with me.” Walking beside you, Gaz sounded excited, and it’s hard not to be affected by his warmth.
“Need a helper to deal with those troublemakers?”
“That’s one reason.” He chuckled “Actually...”
“We all missed you.”
You halted to a stop when his words flowed into your ears with a bit of sadness.
Now face to face with him, you were able to see the concern on his face.
“You didn’t know when you just passed out without any warning, I felt like my heart almost shattered.”
It was close to midnight, so no one was nearby, and his words were gentle yet distinct, echoing softly in your mind.
“Not just, me, Ghost, Soap, Captain... we all are scared, you know?”
“We thought we lost you.”
You opened your mouth, mind still processing, managing to find a word, but nothing came out except an apology.
“Sorry, Kyle...”
The dusk light showered you two in an awkward peace, but it didn’t affect the sentiment Gaz conveyed to you.
“Just be careful, okay? You should tell us that you can barely feel pain, so we can help you check out, alright?”
“Okay.”
Giving your hands a little squeeze, Gaz accompanied you back to your quarter.
“We’re more than a team, more than family, we’ll always watch your back, just like you always do.”
“Yeah, you’re right.” Tilting your head, your lips curled mildly. “Goodnight, Gaz.”
The honey-like smile inched towards you until you felt his soft lips pressed a kiss on your cheek.
“Goodnight, lovie.”
Your first mission after months ended smoothly. You were glad that you didn’t become rusty after the long rest, seemed like the practice and training with Soap and Gaz were worth it.
Soap and Gaz were chatting loudly, while Price sat in front and was checking details regarding the mission. You listened to the boys bantering, sometimes quipped back when their target turned to you, but you could feel someone observing you, and you tried to ignore the chill sending through your spine.
Because you knew it was Ghost, sitting just across you and scanning you like a robot.
You silently wished to arrive at the base faster, so you could ask him what was wrong or if you had done something incorrectly.
Under his scrutinizing gaze, you let out a sigh of relief when you jump off the helo. Got rid of the gear and placing them back in their place, you straightly head back to your quarter, craving some hot shower to wash off the soreness and dirt.
On your way back to the quarter, you could hear footsteps following you, almost imperceptibly, but you noticed and immediately went to a stop.
“LT.?”
Your LT. loomed just right behind you, seeming not surprised that you were aware of him, or maybe that was just what he was planning.
He hummed at your recognition but didn’t stop his steps, until he was side by side with you.
“I’m just about to ask you, did I do something wrong? You kept staring at me when we were heading back.”
“You did it pretty well.”
“Then why did you...?”
“You’ll know when you get into your room.”
He placed his right hand on the small of your back, ushering you to your room, and you just obliged, letting him lead you.
Closing the door behind you and Ghost, you turned around to face the man now with his balaclava on.
“So what’s the issue?”
“Clothes, off.” The command came out from him unexpectedly.
“What—“
“I said clothes, off.”
Furrowing your eyebrows, what the fuck does he want? you thought while kicking off your cargo pants and tossing your shirt on the chair, leaving only the sports bra and underwear with you.
“What now?”
Ghost didn’t form a word as his eyes traveled from your head, slowly through every inch of your body, under his meticulous search, you felt heat rising to your cheeks.
“turn around.” You did as he told, and now you were unable to see him, anxiety crawling to your mind until he finally stood up.
His calloused hands touched your shoulder, circling you to face him.
“Can you tell me what you’re doing now?” You asked when he tucked a strand of hair behind your ear.
“Checking.”
“If I’m injured?”
“yeah.”
“Oh god” You poke his pec with a frown “you all are overreacting. I’m okay, really. Don’t you guys trust me?”
“We trust your ability, but not your ability to tolerate pain.”
“I’m fi—“
“We can’t lose you.”
Your eyes widened at his words. Ghost was looking into your eyes. He might be good at concealing his emotions, but they said, a person’s eyes can’t lie.
and all you see is sorrow, love, consideration.
All the retorts were swallowed back when his eyes conveyed how important you were to him — to them. You studied the man towering over you, tracing his scars and wrinkles in your mind.
“Thank you, Ghost.” You pulled him into a hug, which he didn’t back off, instead melting in your arms, head burying in the crook of your neck. “I will be careful, okay? I will tell you if I got hit and not sure if I was injured.”
He nodded while staying in your embrace, and you just patted his head.
“Now, I need to shower” Pulling back, a smile bloomed on your face “See you tomorrow, LT.”
“Don’t oversleep again, sergeant.” He scoffed, but petted you before letting you go to shower.
When you came out, with relaxed muscles and fresh clothes, you jumped onto your bed, but something on your desk caught your attention.
Picking it up, you shook your head in disbelief.
“Fuck you, Ghost, I already brushed my teeth.”
grumbling to yourself, you still opened the snack—your favorite one— and gave it a huge bite, while snickering at the paper placed under the snack.
‘Goodnight, luv. (remember to brush your bloody teeth again.)’ — Ghost
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azzydoesstuff · 3 months
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lethal company dashboard simulator
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🛠️ she-fillin-my-quota Follow
man 41-experimentation has the worst abandoned facilities. where is all the scrap guh??
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the fuck are you calling an abandoned facility?? experimentation is my fucking home you prick. you scrappers call these facilities abandoned but they're not. you're just wandering into our homes and stealing our things. leave it to the scrapper to regurgitate insectophobic slop. blocked
#like i swear to god. these fucking scrappers are so stupid. i hope they all die #insect pride
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🌰 nuts-be-cracked Follow
i swear to god y'all, ain't NOTHINg moving on my watch
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heyyyy 😏
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😬
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🦅 professionalhawkster2 Follow
bro why do the fucking dogs keep messing with my gang?? they almost killed jerry a couple hours ago
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how about you be fucking quiet you fucking pickle thieves
#seriously who steals pickles lmao #fuck baboon hawks
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🖳 theindomitablesigurd-deactivated1968
T HEY TOOK M Y PIcKLES!!!!1!!
#naw i'm uptading th ose mf dangjer level to 75% agfter tha t shit
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🛠️ she-fillin-my-quota Follow
first time visiting 7-dine! wonder what i'm gonna find lol
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hey i live there! lol
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man what the hell
#cw coilphobia #fucking scrappers #hope i coil this bitch lmao
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🦑 badjokesbyjeb Follow
What do you do after eating a really tasty planet? You give the restaraunt five golden stars.
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BEAST LET ME OUT ALREADY I NEED TO GET OUT I CAN'T BE DIGESTED YOU FUCKING BEAST CEASE THIS MOCKERY OF OUR GOLDEN PLANET RELEASE ME SPIT OUT THE RINDS LET ME LEAVE
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Haha, good one Jeb! You should really change your url!
#you fucking idiot don't say shit like that #he's gonna fucking escape at some point if you keep doing this and then you'll really be fucked you fucking moron #goodjokesbyjeb
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🦈 thump-thump-thump Follow
who up eatin' their legs
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what
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us thumpers get called halves because when we're born we have to eat the bottom half of our bodies to get out of our eggs. this is why we have no legs and have to use our arms to walk around. hope this helps ❤️
#cw thumperphobic slur #cw half #don't be ignorant like this and do your research #also don't call us halves please #thumpers #thumperposting #thumper gang
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man why don't this fucking door open. oh it's my fucking crew behind it fucking great. fucking assholes won't stop saying i smell
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hey i think we haven't met before
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🖳 theindomitablesigurd-deactivated1968
RICH NOOOOOOOOOOO
#bro stank like shit but i didn't want him to go like this #not like this! not like thiiiiiiis!
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🪲 lootyloot-nestynest Follow
you guys, i just found the coolest fucking metal sheet. you have no idea
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🛠️ she-fillin-my-quota Follow
BRO GET OUT OF THE DOORWAY STUPID FUCKING BOX
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listen to my tune
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🔦 new-guy-working-here Follow
hey guys it's my first week working for the company! i think i'm gonna make quota this time
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no you're not
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no i'm not
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🎭 she-fillin-my-quota Follow
hey guys i'm resigning from the company rn. im gonna make some changes accordingly on my blog now. can someone tell @lootyloot-nestynest i'm sorry and ask them to unblock me. i'm a changed man now, i'm not a scrapper anymore
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guys idk something seems off about this guy. he was spewing coilphobic shit a couple days ago
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guess who's been busy, coily? 😏😏😏
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no fucking way
#the madman did it #bro got fucking masked lmao
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percyluvr · 2 months
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helloo, could i request a leo valdez x daughter of poseidon!reader headcanons? thanks 🦈
leo valdez x daughter of poseidon!reader summary: hcs for leo with a daughter of poseidon reader
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when y'all first started dating, percy was a bit of a hater
y'know after the whole......... firing on the romans thing
but after a while it was fine
bc y'all r too damn cute
you sneak out of cabin 3 to go see leo a lot
and it's kinda annoying to percy sometimes
cuz you're nowhere near as sneaky as you think you are
but he likes it bc then he can have annabeth over
so it's kinda a win win
but anyways!
you guys sneak out to go sit near the lake
and just cuddle and talk
sometimes y'all fall asleep
and wake up to water splashing your face (it's percy)
other times you sleep in cabin 9
but percy knows either way
he always finds y'all LMFAO
he's so annoying to y'all
but it's all in good fun
bc you and leo prank him back
y'all have like a youtube prank war going on LMAOO
ANYWAYS enough abt percy trynna annoy y'all
leo is such a sweetie
he's always making you things
especially little ocean themed charms for your bracelets
you make him matching bracelets. out of the charms he makes.
UGH my mind
anywho
you sit in cabin 9 watching him make shit
and he gets a lil nervous with you watching him so intensely
sometimes he messes up what he's making because ur so distracting
and he just tries to play it off like he meant to do that
it haunts him at night LMFAOO
anyways
you made him a flame-resistant bracelet bc u know how he was always worried about burning your bracelets
and he actually cried
like he bursted out into tears and gave u the tightest hug ever
he might've cracked one of your ribs
shhh don't tell anyone..
he LOVES when you take him underwater
y'all just be chillin down there from time to time
until percy starts lurking down there too...
percy is a menace to y'all frl
during meals, y'all always sit at the same table
consequences be damned
everyone at camp is SO sick of y'all
pda central i swear
this man COULD NOT get his hands off of you to save his life LMFAO
always cuddling at campfires
late night swims n shiiiii
if ur ever cold
yk he's got u bbygirl
hes like a damn heater
but like
he cant turn it off
so ur like dying of a heat stroke when yall cuddle during the summer
he feels bad
but he loves being close to u
he's always thinking ab how lucky he is to have u
and how he doesnt deserve u
and u know that he thinks that
so ur always reassuring him that hes good enough and u will always love him
hes pretty insecure but he tries to play it off as no big deal
but ur always there for him
and thats something he loves ab u
y'all just get each other on a different levellll
poseidon lowk LOVES him
#prouddad vibes
and hephaestus loves u too
yall lowk got ur dads to be besties
thats how powerful yall r together
y'all are always tg
like 24/7
yall schedule to be in charge of the same activities so you dont have to be away from each other
how yall dont get sick of each other is BEYOND ME
ig thats just how it be when ur in love!
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hunn1e-bunn1e · 7 months
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Floyd Leech - "Squeeeeze!"
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Short!
In which a certain merperson loves to embrace his adorable lover whenever he can. Or; In which [Name] [Surname] has had way more fractured ribs than the average student at Night Raven College should ever really have.
                                                                                                   
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"Oh, Shrimpy~! C'mere and let me squeeze you s'more!"
Floyd calls out as he kicks the door to his boyfriend's bedroom off its hinges; arms spread wide, waiting for an embrace.
The moray eel mer blinked his droopy, dual-colored eyes in confusion upon spotting no one in the room. He could've sworn he saw his cute little boyfriend wander in here not even two minutes ago, so where in the world did he go? However, just before he went to leave the room and search elsewhere, he heard a muffled giggle behind the open door.
Quick as lightning, Floyd pulled them from their hiding place and into a tight, bone-crushing hug. The boy in his arms groaned in pain, but reciprocated the hug anyway; weakly wrapping his arms around the taller.
"Shrimpy! So mean! You don't want me to squeeeeeze you?"
The eel mer pouts as he brings the smaller even closer to him; nipping affectionately at his ear and cheek.
Floyd then turned and tossed [Name] onto their bed, before climbing onto it himself. He positions himself behind them and wraps his arms around their midsection. A sigh of content puffs from his lips before he suddenly sinks his sharp teeth into their shoulder; getting a pained squeak from the h/c-ette.
"Eek! Floyd!"
[Name] whined, despite knowing full well that his lover would do it regardless of what he said.
"It's your punishment for hiding from me.~"
The cyan-haired mutters into their lightly bleeding shoulder, running his tongue along the wound and sending a shiver down his captive spine.
"N‐ngh! You would have done it anyway, you liar."
The smaller hummed quietly as they pushed themselves further back against Floyd's chest, fully accepting of his boyfriend's strange affection.
The taller only huffs out a chuckle and laps up the blood from their shoulder before pressing a light kiss to it. He shoves his nose into their hair and takes a deep inhale, taking in its scent. Subconsciously, his arms tighten even further and suddenly there's a loud pop, a gasp, and a strained groan.
"Oops... You okay, Shrimpy?"
Floyd asks gently, leaving his boyfriend momentarily shocked at his genuine and serious expression.
The eel mer propped himself up with one arm and leaned over them with a look of concern. He lifts his free hand and gently rubs their back with an apologetic look.
"Mh. I'm alright, you just cracked my back, love."
[Name] chuckles as they carefully turn themselves around and place a kiss on the corner of his mouth.
He did a lot more than pop their back, but they weren't going to tell him that. Even if they'll likely need to make a trip to the infirmary, they wouldn't tell him to stop. If squeezing them made Floyd happy, they'd let him do it as much as he liked.
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chrissv4mp · 1 month
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im on the bleachers🦈
basketball player!matt × gn!reader
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warnings: minor injuries, vulgar language
author's note: okayyy, i know i said this was fluff & the warnings seem otherwise, but i swear there's fluff!!
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matt breathed in deeply, looking at himself in the mirror before muttering, "final game of the season, you got this."
"stay calm." he added on, knowing that every time he was on the court he would get a little crazy.
but it's not like it was his fault, the referees were just blind as hell and didn't even know the difference between pivoting with the ball and traveling.
or maybe it was him. whatever, even if it was he wouldn't dare to admit it.
"hurry up, boys! gotta get you kids out there for some warm-ups," coach yelled, his voice echoing off the walls of the locker room.
matt sighed, closing his eyes and taking one more deep breath before throwing his jersey on.
04, under the number was the name of his school, WESTFIELD HS.
"matt!" chris's voice broke the brunette boy out of his trance, looking over his shoulder before turning around fully to look at his brother.
matt couldn't help crack a smile at the excited expression on his brothers face, his eyes bright and his smile big.
"what's up?" matt said, running a hand through his hair.
chris straightened our his jersey, number 03, before looking back up at matt and speaking, "oh. nothing, just wanted to check up on you, you nervous?"
matt nodded, "yeah, but i'm still hopeful. the other team isn't all that, either, but we still need to be strong. and aggressive."
chris nodded, his facial expression serious now, "yeah. hey, let's go to the team, give them a pep talk?"
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"bring it in wildcats!" matt called, and the team was quick to get together, chris going over to matt's side immediately.
the players looked around at one another, giving knowing looks and muttering quiet encouragements.
"hey, today isn't any different than our other games. we always come to win, and what do we always do?" matt asked, and the team responded proudly:
"win!"
matt smiled, "yes, exactly! we need to play with energy and sportsmanship, no matter how pissed the other team gets you. and above all, we need to play aggressive and fast." chris nodded at his brother, his eyes scanning his other teammates.
"so, we're gonna play all the basics. 2-3, box, etcetera. now, everybody knows that the other team isn't that good, they've lost a majority of their games this season and the main reason for it was them not being on defense."
matt inhaled deeply, "some of us have a bit of a problem with that, too, so, we need to always, and i mean always be on our man. everybody just goes to the ball and leaves the other team open."
a boy on the team nodded, knowing that the comment was mainly directed to him.
"even if we don't win, we're still the wildcats, and we'll always have our confidence. no matter what." matt encouraged, giving soft smiles to his team.
"preach, matt." chris laughed, earning some smiles from his teammates.
matt rolled his eyes before putting his fist out, leading the whole team to do the same thing, "wildcats on three!"
"1, 2, 3, wildcats!" the team roared, voices echoing off the gym walls as they parted ways, some players going on the bench and some going onto the court.
coach smiled at matt, giving him a thumbs up before matt went to jog on the court.
matt's attention was quickly turned to the crowd on the other side of the court, his eyes immediately landing on you.
you waved, giving him a thumbs up with your free hand as he waved back.
chris was in the middle, his eyes never leaving the ball as the referee raised it in the air.
matt went into his defense position, getting low and in front of a player from the opposing team.
the tension was high as the gym fell silent, only the sound of quiet buzzing from the scoreboard heard.
then, the referee put the whistle to his lips, and blew. he dropped the ball, and chris swiftly smacked it behind the opponent and into his teammates hands.
"let's go wildcats!" was heard from the sidelines, and as matts teammate dribbled the ball up court and shot a lay-up, the crowd erupted in roars and screams.
well, this was gonna be an easy win.
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this wasn't gonna be a very easy win.
matt groaned in frustration as the ref called a foul on him. he hadn't even touched his opponent!
the wildcats and sharks were neck and neck, 30-30, the scoreboard read.
the opponents coach had waited until they were losing by a lot to put in his best players, and now the wildcats were on the brink of losing a game.
"shit," matt muttered as number 08 on the other team ran up the court.
he pushed himself to run with all his strength, and as nunber 08 went to score, matt jumped up to try and block the shot.
number 23 on the opposite team pushed matt with all his strength, sending him flying onto the floor face first.
he landed on face, his knees sliding on the freshly waxed gym floors.
a loud roar of anger was heard from the wildcats, and the whistle blew many times before the gym was shut up.
"fuck, fuck, fuck!" matt groaned in pain, holding his nose as he breathed heavily.
nick, taking the pictures of the basketball team for school, quickly raced down the bleachers and to his brothers aid.
chris did, too, worry evident on his face as he patted matts back, "you're okay, matt, c'mon, get up."
nick helped matt to sit on his butt, carefully grabbing his chin and noticing his bloody nose.
"it's fine, you'll be okay. we're gonna get up on three, alright?"
matt nodded, groaning as he stood up on the count of three.
his knees ached and so did his nose. shit, there was no way he was going to be able to have more playing time.
sure, his teammates were good, but matt was the best player on the team.
nick and chris walked matt to the sidelines, letting him sit down on the bench before nick handed him his water bottle.
"you okay?" chris asked, tilting his head a bit.
matt nodded, his head fuzzy with frustration.
the game went on, and number 23 got benched & fouled. 1 more foul for the sharks and the wildcats would get two free throws.
1 more basket and the wildcats would win.
the game was getting heated, and people the opposing team were screaming at their teammates.
it had only taken a few missed shots from the wildcats to get matt stirred up, and he shot up from his seat, walking to coach with a passion.
"put me in." he demanded, and in any other circumstance, he would've crumbled in fear at the way his coach looked at him.
he cocked an eyebrow, "you're hurt, matt, we can't risk it."
matt grumbled, looking down at his feet as he balled his hands into fists. why not put him in? he was the best player, and the others were clearly not locked in. he needed to be in there.
"put matt in!" you and nick chanted from the bleachers, making the coach and matt himself turn their attention.
the chant caught on quickly with the rest of the wildcats, even the players that were on the court, currently on timeout.
matt smiled sweetly at you, and you just cheered for him, your heart melting at the way he looked at you.
the brunette boy turned back to his coach, not daring to break eye contact again. he took deep breaths, trying to control himself as he asked once more:
"can you put me in, coach? please." he asked, and this time, coach didn't hesitate to nod.
the people controlling the scoreboard wasted no time in subbing out a worse player for matt, and the brunette boy ran onto the court, determined to win.
the game started back up again quickly, and matt was quick to steal the ball when 06 on sharks were passing the ball in.
he ran down the court, his legs burning and his throat dry. the crowd cheered loudly, and so did his teammates.
even over all the other voices, the only one he listened to was yours, you were the only one he cared about.
he jumped up, the ball rolling off his hand and going up into the air.
matt drowned everybody out, his breathing heavy and his legs tired. the ball spun around the rim not once, not twice, but three times before it fell into the basket and dropped to the floor.
matts eyes widened, and he could finally hear everything. cheers erupted from the wildcats and the coach for the sharks threw his clipboard down.
"holy shit. oh my god!" matt yelled, the realization that he had won the game finally hitting him.
you didn't hesitate to scramble off the bleachers and onto the court, wanting to be the first one to speak to him.
you jumped into his arms, almost sending him falling to the floor, but he steadied himself and wrapped his arms around you tightly.
"you won, baby! im so proud of you." you muttered into his shoulder, and he smiled.
"thank you." he whispered.
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matt and you sat at a booth in a local diner, drinking celebratory milkshakes.
you couldn't help but smile as he drank it, putting the cup to his lips before putting it back down, leaving whipped cream on his upper lip.
"what?" he questioned before licking his lips, and you couldn't help but laugh softly.
"nothing. just wanted to look at you. you literally just won the state championships, can i not be proud of you?"
matt smiled softly, hiding his face as he blushed.
"couldn't have done it without my favorite person." he praised, reaching his hand out to yours that was on the table.
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author's note: AHHH the support on my hcs are insane, I love u guys sm!! hope u guys enjoyed this and also, thank u smsmsmsm for 40+ followers🫶🏼🫶🏼
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thegnomelord · 3 months
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Nom
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( i cant stop thinking about sulivan, your seahorse hybrid oc? I hope i spelt that name right. He's just so precious. Do you have any content about him? Interactions with the reader? Maybe the group? No preasure, i just lub the beby)
No prob sharky, I actually misspelled his name every time I wrote it lol
I've started thinking of including him in the fic I'm currently writing but right now just general headcannon is that he's a hippocampus and Sullivan is short, like barely got into the army 5 foot short and got babied a lot because of his height. And he's a sweetheart baby 99% of the time but that 1%
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Watching Sullivan spar would make anyone wonder how he managed to get into the military, let alone on an accomplished military task force. He held back too much, hesitant to hurt Soap more than a few bruises, falling for rather obvious ploys.
Price smoked his cigar besides you, watching the ring with sharp eyes. "Your man's lagging behind."
"I'd say he's doing good." You said, taking the cigar from Price and taking a puff. "Bet you he could get Soap out of the ring in seconds."
"That so?" Price could never refuse a challenge, "You're buying me those good cigars if he loses."
You leaned in, your breath ghosting over Price's ear, "And you're wearing those nice panties if he wins."
A shiver raced down his spine, blue eyes glowing with heat. "Deal."
You smirked, teeth bared like he's a sheep you'd just tricked into the slaughterhouse. "Deal." You turned back to the ring. "Sullivan!"
They stopped, Sullivan's ears flicking in your direction before he turned his head. "Sir?" He asked softly.
"Gloves off." You said simply.
His dark eyes widened before his pupils narrowed into little pinpricks, the pretty scales on his cheeks turning to a deep blue. "Yes sir." His voice remained soft, but instead of caressing the ears it burrowed into the marrow.
Next time Soap tried to fake him out, he ended kicked in the ribs that sent him flying into the nearest wall. Hippocampi were part horse after all.
The second Soap crashed to the ground Sully was closing in to him, apologies spilling from his lips like water. "Oh god, I'm so sorry, please I didn't-"
Soap waved him off, werewolf regeneration already healing the cracked ribs. "Calm yer tits, m'fine." He said, but let Sully help him to his feet. "Got a kick like a bloody mule." He grumbled.
"Nice job Sully." You said as you and Price walked to them to make sure Soap was alright. "You did good kid." You hummed, ruffling his hair.
Sullivan preened under your words, happily leaning into your hand, cheek scales flickering to a vibrant red like a boiled lobster. "Thank- thank you sir." He swallowed thickly.
You chuckled, looking at Price as you leaned in to whisper into Sully's ear. "Meet me in my office after dark. Earned us both a reward." You chuckled when his scales deepened in color and he squirmed in place, attempting to hide the small tent in his pants, clearly remembering his time with you, Price and Gaz.
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utsuboarchive · 7 months
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" rabbits are great; they're soft, small, tasty. you're looking at this alllll wrong here manbo - chan... " / @eraba-reta-unmei
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shiningfremi · 5 months
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hi! could i request? admiring freminet's freckles by tracing them like connect-the-dots, and then kissing his freckles until he's all cute and shy
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freminet’s freckles
uwaa this is so creative!! here you go, *️⃣ anon! ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹
[ freminet x gn!reader,
a bit suggestive at the end (´∀`;) ]
a fluffy short story~
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𖦹 °.🐟⋆❀˖°🦈
donning your comfy pajamas, both you and freminet were on the couch together, wrapped up in soft fuzzy blankets watching your favorite tv show as the fireplace crackled and the sweet scent of a warm vanilla candle filled the room.
leaning your head on his shoulder, you turn your attention towards him, observing him carefully. his gaze was focused on the screen. until he notices you and cracks a tiny, awkward smile, his eyes squinting. his freckles were prominent from this perspective, as if cinnamon was sprinkled onto his cheeks.
“huh?” freminet wondered why you were staring for such a long time.
“you know, i never noticed how pretty your freckles are..” you marvel, a finger leaving from beneath the cashmere fabric and onto his nose, irises darting back and forth.
“it reminds me of a constellation.”
“d-does it really?” he stuttered upon feeling the tip of your finger begin to trace the light brown spots.
“mhm~ and i can connect them, just like this.” you make a shape of a star on his cheek, before leaning forward to give him a quick smooch.
“i never thought about it in that way.” he furrowed a brow. nobody had ever done such a thing to him..
shyly attempting to cover his face with one hand out of embarassment, he changes the subject. “you don’t want to miss your show, do you?”
“you make a good point darling.” reaching toward the coffee table for the remote, you press down on the pause button. it could wait for later, you tell yourself.
“now, where was i?” you gently pull his hand away from his face, interlocking it with yours. you then crawl atop his lap, and freminet sank into the cushions, laying backward.
his beautiful crystalline eyes gleamed as he looked up at you in awe.
“oh, over here..” you lightly trail your digit across, marking out a small path.
“it could be a little heart.” giggling, you give him another kiss, accidentally leaving evidence behind as it was a bit sloppy.
“y/nn..! you’re too sweet.” freminet muttered with a gasp, his cheeks growing red, which enunciated his adorable freckles even more.
“well then, i’m glad that it’s working.” you tease, before peppering his tender face with a whole bunch more. you just couldn’t help yourself.
it was beginning to get colder outside, the seasons were slowly but surely changing. even so, the sunshine still peeked through the clouds. what other way to spend a calm chilly day, than with your precious boyfriend?
besides, right now, you were much more interested in spending valuable time with him than watch the tv, as no form of entertainment could top his pure company~
he scrunched his nose as you giggle inbetween each kiss.
you were absolutely lost in his beauty.
“mwah, mwah!” you exaggerate every kiss as the poor boy feels like he’s about to evaporate under your touch.
at this point he is getting attacked by your affection. you simply could not get enough of his graceful essence.
but he adored you so much that you could do whatever you desired to do to him. freminet was so deeply infatuated with you.
“i’ve heard that freckles are proof of where your lover kissed you in your past life. i suppose this is a guarantee that you’ll have them again.” your voice was as smooth as could be.
“my love..” freminet was so undeniably flustered.
caressing his face with your free thumb, he gently let go of your opposite hand and found his arms wrapped around your lower body, hoisting you up, not wanting this moment to end. you gladly accepted this preposition.
“and, let’s not forget about your forehead.” you give him even more soft pecks inbetween his blond eyebrows, resting both of your hands right on his shoulders. when you come back up again, freminet was timidly tugging on your shirt.
his head was tilted to the side, and he was brightly beaming, face burning aflame, knowing that he couldn’t possibly hide his joy from you any longer. you then trail your way down past his chin, letting a hand settle against his chest in the process.
even more specks of melanin could be found on the base of his neck. your kisses became longer and increasingly sensual. freminet's palm unknowingly brushed against your upper thigh as he adjusted himself.
“can i have more..?” he quietly asked you in one breath, accompanied with an indicative expression.
“hmm?" you pick up on his words.
"n-nothing!"
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proseka-headcanons · 1 month
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all of nightcord have terrible carpal tunnel for different reasons, and trade tips a lot.
ena has it worst because of her art, and she hates it. it makes her feel useless, and like her body is fighting the only thing she is really good at. (not projecting at all lmao) she slowly starts incorporating a wrist brace into her outfits with the help of mizuki.
kanade has it bad too, because she’s always at her computer. honami makes her small ice packs, and encourages her to rest it, as do the rest of n25. it’s exacerbated by her hypermobility and bone issues too.
mafuyu’s is from constant writing and her archery, but it started getting better once the pressure from her mom stopped, and when ena bought her a wrist brace. the pain faded into the background for her, but it did bother her. she originally wanted to get injections or surgery on it, but her mom refused due to the recovery time.
mizuki’s is mostly from sewing and editing. she is always cracking her knuckles and doing wrist stretches, but they actually tend to make it worse, so the others try to discourage it. she didn’t realise anything was wrong, until she mentioned the pain to rui and he was like “I get that too, go to the doctor”.
mizuki and ena always complain about it when on vc, and do tend to try and one up each other about it, as dumb as that is. they’ve also all incorporated actual breaks into their routines, so that they can all keep an eye on their symptoms.
I hope this doesn’t break any rules or anything, I just wanted to project onto my favourite group for a bit lmao.
ARTIST CARPAL TUNNEL THIS IS SO REAL I STRUGGLE WITH THIS TOOO!!!! - mod ena
I would like to add
Toya has it too -🍇
I might be developing it so sorry to pipe up but MOOD??? Giving it to Ichika now sorry -🦈
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amphitriteswife · 2 months
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‘Kiss me, don’t leave me’
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Disclaimer:reader is dark skinned and Amphy ofcourse. And my title got recommended to me by @miss-seanymph-pani
Genre: a pinch of Spice i think or maybe a pinch angst too?
Pairing: Poseidon x Amphitrite reader.
Setting: Academia Au
Tag list: @miss-seanymph-pani @monstertreden @tinyy-tea-cup @vilereign @nicasdreamer
Characters: Poseidon, Amphitrite Reader and some mentions of oceanus.
Language: English
Summary: You were sent to an elite school made for rich young adults. This was all thanks to your father overprotectiveness as he thought that sending you here would intervene with you marrying Poseidon. Unfortunately the man he wanted to protect you from had hust started his career as a teacher on this elite school
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You were walking in the halls of the academia. Despite it being elite, it had many members. Most of them were royals or had parents who held a lot of power. The academia specialized in helping students with finding what kind of job they wanted, for example if they wanted to to a different thing from what they studied in high school. Yet no one payed attention to the lessons. Why? Because most of them would simply take over jobs from their parents. That’s why the school had hired a new teacher in hopes that the students would behave since the former teacher quit.
You were stopped in front of the door of the classroom you were supposed to be in 6 minutes ago. You internally debated since now that you were late you could just skip it anyway. But, the principal of the school was a family friend of your father, and he would surely snitch you. Besides you didn’t even have a good reason to be late…and you even went off campus…so that would surely get you into trouble with your father. You sighed and sipped on a coffee you bought of campus. You decided that you’ll rather take that detention than to see ‘Mr.snitch’. You opened the door and were greeted with a quiet class. That was weird, very weird. Everyone was always chaotic and did whatever they pleased, they got away with it soo since they just usually bribed the teacher. You looked a bit confused and wanted to ask, that was when a cold monotone voice asked ‘You look lost.’ A man with blonde hair and blue half lidded eyes asked you, he wore a dark blue velvet suit and it looked great on him…but you didn’t recognize him. His back was turned to the class as he wrote on the white board, from his accent you immediately knew he was Greek….That mean he was new since most teachers were Atlantean. And lucky for you, you were known to challenge the newbies. ‘I think you’re the lost one, Mr...?’ You looked him up and down. This was going to be a though one. But you’ll manage it. You were sure of it. ‘That’s professor for you, Miss Amphitrite.’ You smiled at him response. You were known to have charming yet unreadable smile with dimples, something you inherited from your father. Poseidon’s eyes were still focused on the board before he put the cap on the whiteboard marker before he turned to you, his eyes still cold and extended his hand. You looked at him with one raised eyebrow, confused by his gesture. ‘Your drink.’ Poseidon said, noticing your violations of the rules no one kept to. Just this time you decided to behave and hand over your drink. ‘Careful, that one was a wait time of 13 minutes’ You said to him as you walked past him to your seat. Poseidon ignored your remark and placed the drink on his desk. He gave you a look before he got back to his boring lecture.
Your eyes watched his moves. He was confident and well reserved. Which would make him harder to crack, but you were no loser. You knew the moment he confiscated your drink that you’ll break him even more. You paid no attention to his lecture and instead pulled out your phone and did whatever you wanted. You opened your group chat, it was filled with lots of other’s who each were in their own lecture at the moment. Some of them were chatting about how they actually skipped theirs, while others talked about meeting after school off campus. You were typing something about maybe going to the convenience store. That was until the phone was snatched out of your hands. You looked up to Poseidon reading the messages on your phone. He even went as far to scroll up. You leaned back in your seat and waited for him to speak, which bothered Poseidon. How could you still be so care free about all of this? It infuriated him. ‘You can say goodbye about going to the convenience store, as well as this phone.’ This raised your attention, he was confiscating your phone. Something that had never happend before. You laughed at him in response. ‘You think this is funny?’ Poseidon asked you. He put the phone in his pocket and placed his hands on your desk. His eyes were narrowed and it was clear he was holding his tongue…which only made you laugh more. In his eyes you were just a privileged brat who had no respect for others. Your phone proved his statement, it was the newest in the collection and the case had an expensive brand on it too. ‘Be careful with that, professor. It costs more than your life.’ You joked to him. Even now with your phone in his hands you were still not even showing the fraction of respect. Poseidon clenched his jaw. He wanted to break your phone if it meant you’d showed the least of respect..but he had to remain calm. ‘If you have a problem with the way i handle things, you know where the door is.’ Poseidon said. He was expecting you to behave now and not disrupt his class unfortunately for him you were known to never listen. So you rose from your seat and walked towards the door, you grabbed the door clink and turned to him ‘I’m back after class.’ And with that you left the class. Poseidon looked at the door with his usual cold eyes, yet he was stunned. His eyes not leaving the door. He turned back to the white board with gritted teeth.
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You returned to the classroom after school had ended, you stepped into the classroom and was greeted with Poseidon sitting on by his desk. ‘After class, you said. You missed the next 4 periods you were supposed to follow.’ Poseidon said pinching the bridge of his nose. You acknowledged what he said, but you didn’t care for it at all. He noticed this which just infuriated him even more. How could you be so foolish?! He was at his limit with you and he has only been teaching you for one day, hell one period since you missed the rest. ‘You care for an Americano?’ You asked him holding the drink extended to him. ‘What did you put in it?’ Poseidon asked you suspiciously. He did not trust you at all. ‘Nothing, if you open the lid its a real pain to put it back on, so even if i wanted to, i can’t.’ You told him as you put the drink on his desk, you got him a Americano yes, but that didn’t explain why you missed 4 periods. ‘What were you doing off campus.’ Poseidon asked you as he signaled you so sit down in the front row, which you of course refused to do and instead sat on his desk. ‘I got my nails done and grabbed a drink…then i saw a store with some expensive clothes so of course i had to buy that-’ Poseidon interrupted you with a sigh. ‘Young lady, you do not miss 4 periods, especially without a good reason.’ Poseidon told you as he stood up. He stood in front of you, his hands on either side of the desk with you in the middle. He was kind of invading your personal space but you let it slide. ‘What do i have to do to make you behave respectful and not as an entitled brat.’ Poseidon spat at you, he was angry, very angry. But anger doesn’t get far with you, you laughed at him in response and tugged his tie which made him come even closer to you. ‘What are you willing to do?..’ You asked him, the same charming smile, your dark skin close to his pale skin, your eyes were seductive yet mysterious. Everything about you was so…beautiful and perfect. His breath was caught in his throat as he stared at you, you noticed the way he looked at you, he wants you. He was falling for your bait. You smiled and got even closer to him. He wanted to kiss you so bad, but he can’t. You’re a brat and you don’t deserve it…is what he thought. Yet he couldn’t help but feel the opposite. You gave him a smile before your hands reached for your button up shirt. Poseidon saw this and choked on air ‘D-don’t-’ He was a but too late as you had already unbuttoned the button. Your dark skinned breast were heard to miss. His eyes drifted even lower which made him let out a raspy and shocked grunt. He could see the darker skin of your nipples. He can’t take his eyes of it. It was so beautiful, so perfect. His mouth went dry as he felt you press your breast push on his chest. You were being too seductive, it was getting too much to bear. Way too much. His mouth was dry as he looked down at your breast.
‘My eyes are up here.’ You teased him. Poseidon tore his eyes off your cleavage and looked you in the eyes. He took a step back and turned his head to the side before he cleared his throat. ‘I think you should leave…’ he said, not daring to look at you. You got off of his desk and gave him a kiss on the cheek, this made his eyes widen even more as he refused to be anywhere near you. You only laughed at him which made him frown but he didn’t say anything. You walked to the door and spoke. ‘You should wear corsets, they will make your tiny waist even more visible.’ You winked back at him before heading out the door. Leaving a frozen and embarrassed Poseidon in his class room.
~Time skip~
Poseidon had his back to the students, the class was a little loud but he didn’t seem to mind, his mind was somewhere else…that was until the door to his classroom cracked again. He stopped writing and turned his head to the door, a little irritated to see who interrupted his lesson. Upon seeing you in the door way he let out a sigh of frustration. ‘Young lady, we talked about this. Now Go to your seat.’ Poseidon said as he turned back to the board. The class seemed to regain it’s chaotic nature as you sat down. Nobody paid attention to the things poseidon wrote on the board. Many of the students tried to mess with him, that included making comments on his appearance. Yet none of them got to him. Poseidon paid no attention to them and remained with his back to the class. ‘You have a nice waist.’ Poseidon froze upon hearing the comment Poseidon thought back to the little commotion the two of you had. He didn’t know why, but that comment pissed him off. He didn’t care who it was, he was way too angry to care anyway. ‘Get out.’ Poseidon said sternly to you. This confused you. You hadn’t said one word to him at all. ‘That wasn’t m- I. Said. Get. Out.’ You were interrupted by his stern voice. This was ridiculous. You hadn’t done anything besides being late. But it was better than going to the principals office, thats for sure…so for once you actually listened to him. When you rose from your seat and walked to the door poseidon spoke up again. ‘After class i expect you to be here. And not a moment later.’ Poseidon said, referring to yesterday when you were 4 periods later. You smiled at him again and grabbed the doorknob, twisting it and stepping out but just before that…there was a little smirk plastered onto his face. You narrowed your eyes but still stepped outside the classroom, choosing to ignore it for now.
After class you were standing outside the classroom, the halls were filled with students who were going to their dorm or hanging off campus, some of them even greeted you and gave you their best wishes since you had to he alone with Poseidon in his classroom. After everyone in your class had left you stepped into the classroom. Poseidon was sitting by his desk. His eyes locked onto yours. You waled closer to him and leaned against his desk. ‘So…what do you want?’ You asked him, slightly smirking at him. Poseidon stood up from his desk and and trapped you in between his arms, both of them by each of your sides. His face quite close to yours. his eyes half lidded and lips slightly parted. There was a certain look in his eyes as he stared at your big glossy lips for a few moments. ‘You gonna apologize or what?’ You asked him as you stared into his eyes. He scoffed, though his smirk remained. ‘Apologize for what?’ He asked you, still invading your personal space. Poseidon softly brushed his lips against yours. He closed his eyes, his hands grazing the wood of the desk until they reached your hips. Poseidon pressed his forehead against yours his lips parting even more before he spoke in a barely audible whisper. ‘I’m failing you and getting you expelled…only then could you become fully mine.’ His hands had reached your back by the time he was done speaking. His lips were millimeters away from yours. You could feel his breath on your face. He was totally crazy about you. And this made you smirk. You gently pushed him to let him sit in his seat. Poseidon still held onto your hips and looked up at you, his eyes filled with different emotions all at once. His breathing got heavy as you leaned into him. What was he feeling? Love? Passion? Desire? Anticipation? He couldn’t pin point it but he didn’t mind. His mind was way too focused on you and your lips. You leaned in even more while Poseidon brought one hand to your cheek. He looked at you as if you were his only purpose in life, as if you were the reason why he even put up with this school at all. He couldn’t help but desire you in a way he never felt towards anyone. Not even past lovers…His lips got closer to you, way closer than before….And thats when you pulled away. His eyes snapped open, his eyes held a confused expression, perhaps even a pained one. He was so stunned that he couldn’t say anything for a few moments. He watched you as you pulled back with a smirk and walked towards the door. You were smirking as if you had won. ‘Kiss me, don’t leave me…’ Poseidon said in a soft voice. His eyes never leaving your figure who now stood at the door way. ‘A kiss from me will costs you a lot.’ You replies with a flirty voice. Poseidon’s parted lips closed and he clenched his jaw. ‘Fine…you win’ Poseidon said, yet his voice didn’t sound angry at all…it was more in a lovable way. He watched you walk out of his classroom in silence with only the fast beating of his heart being audible. He didn’t care that you pushed him away. Because he the moment you decided you pulled away him was the moment he knew he would be yours instead…
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mvffy0 · 2 months
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“No longer mourn for me when I am Dead”
Nanami Kento x Gn!Reader ✩࿐࿔
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Angst, no comfort 🤭 ˖✩
short fic, open to any and all criticism! ˖✩
heavily inspired by Shakespeare ˖✩
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The wheels of time seemed to creak by painfully slow. Each month since his passing feeling like a heavy slab weighted on your shoulders. You gazed piercingly at the empty side of your shared bed. The otherwise simple task of getting up had become increasingly difficult, with an impudent lump forming in your throat at the recollection as to why. It had been Three months since Kento died. Three months since the incident in Tokyo that took the lives of so many. You had long since given up sorcery and moved where the world of jujutsu could not reach you, your former profession being an overwhelming burden and increasingly so after your husband's death. Everything seemed to increase in difficulty after Nanami's passing.
The dishes have piled up, and soiled clothes sit unwashed. Dust has coated a number of surfaces in what used to be a caring home filled with life. The garbage continued to accumulate, and your tears streamed endlessly. Your bedroom window had not been cracked open in a while, nor had any others, making it impossible for fresh air to grace your home. You could not, however, care any less.
Both you and Kento were well aware of the dangers of getting married while still choosing to be sorcerers. You had promised one another, the day you took your vows, that in the imminent event of the other's death, you would try your hardest to move on. You had promised to bury your love with one another, should that time come.
But to let your love, even with his life, decay was a feat you could not bear. How could you? To let your passion cease for a man who had given you the universe and all that was in it was an impossible thought. to let your adoration burn to ashes for Kento, who, when presented with the moon and stars, chose you without a shadow of a doubt. You could not, for no matter what lengths you went and what substances you consumed to help you forget, you were unable to erase him from your unsettled heart. You could not, for the sake of your fragile mind, forget Nanami. At times, a sorrowful thought would befall your mind. If you were to bury your love, were you to bury your memories as well? Would the years wasted pining and yearning for the other until building the courage to take that step forward cease to exist in the cold, unforgiving ground? Of all the years spent loving and caring for each other until he drew his last breath, would they join the suffocating earth the same way your beloved did? You couldn’t stand the thought of it. You could not stand losing the thought of him.
So you decided the dishes shall continue to pile high. The washing may sit untouched. The dust has permission to cake itself onto every surface. The tears, as there is not a drop left, will remain dry on your cheeks. The window may glue itself shut for all it cares, and the bed you once shared will remain undone. So long as his gentle voice is burned into your memory, so long as your heart aches and your lonely hands yearn to hold what is no longer there, you will allow yourself to mourn. To let your love, even with his life, decay was simply too great a task. To bury your love with his life, you could not.
So, even if the world has forgotten and the seasons have changed,
even if day melts into sleepless night a hundred times over
You will greet the passing hours with familiarity and dread.
for though the world knows that he has fled
Your soul shall continue to hold his memory.
So long as your heart beats and your lungs breathe, he shall live through you.
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feel free to correct any and all spelling mistakes im writing this at like 2 am
requests r open i’ll (probably) do them 🤫🫶🏻
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frogchiro · 2 years
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hi i’m new here but listen…
pierro with s/o who acts motherly to the other harbingers and etc…
and if it’s not being used may i be 🦈 anon?🤍
hello and welcome on board love! and ofc you can be 🦈<3
gn!reader, nothing really except for pierro's possessiveness and slightly suggestive at the very end <3
as for pierro with a motherly s/o...i think that while he wouldn't show it outright as he thinks himself to be way above such things, he'd still be pissy about it inside </3
he knows that you don't mean anything malicious by it, he knows that you're still his devoted loving partner who'd never be disloyal and you acting all loving and motherly is because it's just...you, it's a part of you that pierro simultaneously adores and hates with a passion.
just the look of you getting all nice and smiley with that creep dottore who smirks at you like you're some kind of prey, or when you praise and patch capitano up after a rough training session, when you play around and help arleccino with the orphans, but what's especially annoying to the point of wanting to rip the damn brat's throat out is when you spend time with childe.
pierro grits his teeth to the point of almost cracking when he sees the ginger man being all smiles and cozy with you as you unpack the basket with homemade food you made and with a give him his portion with a big smile.
the white haired man grunts and walks away with a displeased rumble before you or the ginger brat will notice him sulking like some angsty teen. just you wait until he comes back to your chambers tonight, he will mark you so thoroughly that you'll forget anyone else besides your husband exists~
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fcthots · 8 months
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Blog stuff:
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send asks ab Jason Todd! Fluff, smut, angst, crack, I love it all!
(Don’t stress! I reserve the right to delete any asks that are out of my wheelhouse, no sweat. I appreciate all asks nonetheless!)
They’ll probably be posted later in the day bc that’s when I’m most active.
(try sending prompts rather than full story ideas, and by that I mean don’t send me a super specific story line you want + specific smut, just nothing that would take me a 1k to write out. I am very lazy.)
^^^^ adding more to this: I also don’t know what to add sometimes so I may just post it and open it up to the community
Also I’m a new writer so i can’t really write stuff I can’t on some level relate to bc I just can’t imagine it.
I only write for Jason Todd rn
Stuff I won’t write (updated as I go): blowjob stuff or anal, also won't do medical stuff for reader bc ~phobia~, religious stuff, spit, pregnancy
if you're not sure if you can send it, send it and ill just delete if its too much for me!
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there is no schedule for when/how long my inbox will be open. its just when i feel like it.
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