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Hii, do you mind doing a poly!plastics x reader where reader gets hypothermia 'cause she fell on a river during winter while she (or the pronoun you feel comfy writing) was out with the plastics on a date or something and the girls just try to stay calm and help reader get warm, rushing to one of the girls house with Gina's car so they can get a lukewarm bath after helping with body heat (nothing more than bear hugs and skin-to-skin cuddles in my mind tbh but feel free to do whatever you have in mind). They freak out a little when they notice reader isn't aware of what's going on (being lucid and answering things) but everything gets better in the end with fluff and assurance from the reader that she's fine now (since her girls are still on their toes about it) :D

Tysm for your fics, they've been making my days better and your last one is not an exception 😊❤️

Burning but it's Ice Cold ||

|| poly!plastics x fem!reader

(i myself am poly!)

|| Warnings: Regina soft for reader, mentions of panic attack, brief hypothermia descriptions, Reader's hurt, hurt/comfort fic

If I missed a warning lmk

|| Summary: reader and the girls go ice skating at Regina's cottage, reader gets distracted by the northern lights and falls through a thin spot of ice. The girls work together to comfort and warm up reader.

Requests open!

Started: May 13th

Finished: May 26th

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It was a cold, February afternoon. You and your girls were staying up at Regina's family cottage for the weekend, enjoying a much needed break from NorthShore drama. Lately it's been feeling like there's some new fire to put out every damn day. The four of you really needed this break.

You were chilling on the couch, sipping a tea when you remembered something you had seen on your way up to the cottage. Maybe about a seven minute walk from here there was a frozen over lake, you grinned as you got up the from the couch and rushed to the kitchen where your girls had been chatting and hanging out while Gretchen cooks.

"We should go ice skating!" You say suddenly, getting their attention.

"Huh?" Regina blinks at you, ice skating?

"Yeah! There's like a frozen lake maybe ten minutes from here!" You smile, bouncing on your heels as your girls exchanged looks.

"I think my parents might have some old skates in the shed. Gretchen, go check." Regina says, Gretchen nods and quickly goes to look for the skates. (the food was forgotten but its okay because its a fanfic)

"Is ice skating like skateboarding?" Karen asked, you and Regina shared a look.

"Mm... I guess?" You tilt your head, thinking a little too hard on it to find the similarities between the two," though it's closer to roller skating.. only on ice."

"That's like really cool." Karen replied, you gave her a soft smile and walked over to give her hand a gentle squeeze as you kissed her cheek.

Gretchen comes back a few moments later, struggling to carry four pairs of skates. You quickly run over and take a few from her to help her out, she gives you a grateful smile as she kisses your cheek.

"Thank you, Y/N/N. Hopefully these will fit." She looks down at the skates, there's one pink pair which were clearly Regina's as on the side there was a slightly darker pink glittery R written in calligraphy. You handed those skates to Regina, she rolled her eyes but took them.

Gretchen handed a pair to Karen. You and Gretchen held the last two pairs for yourselves.

"Alright! Let's go!" You grinned, running to grab your coat and quickly pulling it on before sprinting out the door.

It was getting darker, but the sky was lit with northern lights that shone bright and kept a soft glow on the ground to light up your way.

Your girls quickly caught up to you, dressed in their own respective winter gear and the four of you marvelled at the lights.

All of you took some pictures, as well as a group photo where Regina had her arm draped around your shoulders as she kissed your neck.

You shivered at the feeling but the smile never left your face.

When you finally arrived to the lake, all of you put your skates on. Gretchen helped out Karen with hers since she was having some difficulty with her laces.

Once the laces were tied, Gretchen stood and kissed Karen's cheek. By this point you were already out on the ice with Regina, Regina showing off some twirls while you cheered her on. Who knew Regina had a hidden talent for ice skating?

Gretchen and Karen soon joined you guys on the ice, Karen recorded Gretchen for tiktok while Gretchen did some of her own twirls and such. You had begun exploring the iced lake, skating further away from the group.

You went a good distance away. Your gaze going to all the colourful lights in the sky, completely distracting you from your surroundings. You don't notice that you're skating over a thinner spot even as the ice cracks beneath you.

Regina had started following behind you, her body tensing when she heard the ice crack.

"Y/N!" She yelled, pulling your attention from the lights and towards her. You stared at her in confusion and were about to ask 'what' when you suddenly dropped. A scream leaving your mouth.

You fell through the ice, desperately grasping for anything to hold. The freezing water touching your body like sharp knives. Your eyes began to close when you felt someone grasp your hand and pull you out.

Regina pulled you out of the water, her arm draping around your shoulders and holding you tight to her side as she helped you stand.

The next half an hour went by in a whirlwind of panic, Gretchen freaking out the most. Karen helping Gretchen through multiple panic attacks. Regina was the most calm, she internalized it all so there was at least someone stable enough to help you. As for you, you barely had any idea what was going on. The cold was making you go in and out of consciousness, you could barely feel any of your body. Did you still even have a body??

When they finally get you to the cottage, Gretchen gets the fireplace going. Adding in some logs then lighting it using some old scrap paper. Regina brings you over to the fireplace, taking a seat on the sofa and pulling you in her lap to keep you warm. Your whole body shook, lips were purple.

Karen frowned at the sight but then suddenly smiled as she got an idea," I'm gonna go make a hot chocolate and start a warm bath!" She says happily, Gretchen turns her head in Karen's direction then glances at Regina.

"I'll go keep an eye on Karen, you okay here?" Gretchen asked, Regina nodded and made a shoo gesture before her hand came and rested on you. Her hands trailed along your trembling body as a feeble attempt to keep you warm while Karen prepped hot chocolate and a bath with Gretchen's help.

You had curled yourself into a ball in Regina's lap, head rested just below her chest as you hugged your knees. You kept you eyes closed; barely able to focus on anything around you. You knew Regina's hands were moving along your body, but you could barely feel anything.

Regina looked down at you and gave your cheek a gentle tap," You still with me?" She asked, having noticed your eyes were closed which made her panic just a little. You made a small grumble in response and your eyes opened slightly to look at her. She was more relieved than she would ever admit," just keep your eyes open, baby. Can you do that?" Her voice was uncharacteristically soft, but then again. Somehow she always had a soft spot for you.

You nodded slowly, not really wanting to keep your eyes open. But you did as Regina asked, you always did.

Karen comes over with the hot chocolate, decorated with whip cream, various sprinkles on top and a swirly straw. She handed you the cup but you weren't able to grasp it, so Regina took it from Karen's hands and held it up to your mouth for you. You took a sip with the help of the straw.

"That's it, good girl." Regina whispered in your ear, a light smirk on her lips. She knew exactly what she was doing. She looked at Karen who was there smiling at them," Is the bath ready?"

"Yep! Gretchen's got it going!" Karen replied.

Regina looked down at you, seeing the soft redness on your cheeks. She couldn't tell if it was because of how cold you were or if it was from what she had said before. Her hand rested on your hip, gently grazing it with her thumb. The feeling made you shiver more than you already were.

"Think you can stand for me?" Regina asked, you looked at her and gently shook your head. Still sipping hot chocolate.

She frowned at that and handed Karen the cup, you pouted a little as your hot chocolate was stolen. "Hold onto that." Regina stated, then stood with you in her arms. She carried you up stairs, Karen following behind with the hot chocolate. She tried taking a sip of some, but the straw went to her nose instead and made her flinch. She did get it to her mouth though after another attempt. Karen doesn't have the best luck with straws.

Regina got you into the bathroom where Gretchen was pacing as she waited. She stopped and looked at you, frowning when she saw you were still shivering.

"I googled best ways to help hypothermia and you're not supposed to put too much heat on them at once, so I made sure the water wasn't too hot or too warm." Gretchen rambled out, Regina didn't respond. She was more focused on you as she started removing your clothing.

Once she had you undressed, she placed you in the tub with Gretchen's help.

"Stay with her. I'm getting her warmer clothes." With that, Regina headed to their shared room at the cottage and started digging through the dresser for anything that looked warm while Gretchen kept an eye on you in the bath.

After all that was done, you were starting to feel better. A little more present at least and less trembly. Regina came back with fresh clothes. The two helped get you out of the tub while Karen was off getting your comfort movie set up in the bedroom.

Gretchen got you dressed and then her and Regina helped you into the bedroom where Karen was waiting. She pressed play on the movie and the four of you laid in bed in a cuddle pile, you in the middle as your girls surrounded you. You made a soft sigh.

"I'm okay now.." You mumbled, Gretchen and Regina looked a little surprised when you talked considering you haven't said a word since before all this happened. Gretchen seemed to finally relax a bit. (Karen's too focused on the movie.)

"You sure?" Gretchen asked, hand coming to rest on your cheek. You leaned into her touch and nodded. You weren't perfect, but you were better.

"Thank you. All of you."

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fyeahnix · 12 hours

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Sometimes Sevika just really wants to eat you out.

[saw a nsfw piece of art (second image here by MadChaXXX on twitter) and immediately thought of sevika]

cw: femme!reader, oral sex

When Sevika guided you back against the kitchen counter without a word, you knew the desperation in her had breached containment. It was evident in the way she claimed your lips and tongue for herself, then kissed away any overstep in apology. She tasted like whiskey during a thunderstorm—yearning; like smoke from a fireplace—comforting.

She swallowed your moans when she hiked over the hills of your ribs. Stopped for a rest under the shade of your breasts. She diverted next, trailing a thumb up and down your sternum before the pad roamed over one nipple.

Your shirt lifted in the process and so did your chin, brushing her lips and strong nose in its ascent. As you rose, she fell. You reached your summit, greeting cool air with a wild shiver.

Sevika's breath lit a trail of flame down the column of your neck. Pull after pull, she nipped your exposed throat. Descended. Lowered. Found purchase between your breasts past your bunched shirt. A quick flick of her tongue, hot on cold, commanded your attention.

Finding words proved difficult when your brain curdled into mush. When Sevika drew out the consonants by mouth at your chest. It was all so sudden and hard to describe. The usual patient and teasing touch was absent, replaced with an eagerness that read neither fast nor slow. Not calculated, not deliberate. But...

Raw.

Feral.

Careful, even. Like if she kissed you too hard or kneaded you too roughly, you'd snap in half or beg her to stop. Instinct and chivalry blended into a fine concoction you'd seldom experienced before.

Sevika abandoned your chest with a parting kiss. Your shirt fell back into place.

You expected a return or even more exploration. You received neither and as you slowly lowered your chin, you understood why.

Sevika gazed at you. She rose, never breaking eye contact, and your belly fluttered at the deep-seated hunger in wolf-grey eyes blown wide. When she'd had her fill of you, her gaze drifted to your lips. Then eyes and lips and back again.

You gripped the countertop for support, bracing for what ended up being a gentle tease of her lips on yours.

And then she spoke:

"Can I taste you?"

You swallowed each word from her as if they were your last chance at sustenance on Runeterra.

"Had a dream about you this morning," she continued. You held her gaze but felt her hot fingers testing the waters. Right above the waistband of your pajama shorts. "Was lyin' down, your thighs on either side of my head. Perfect pussy ridin' my face. Said you wanted to reward me for workin' hard all day."

You clenched your thighs together.

"'Course you were long gone when I woke up. Had me in a mood all day. Couldn't stop thinkin' about it."

Sevika's job varied anywhere from beating the information out of goons to negotiating deals with potential buyers to standing guard for Silco. Offering to grace her face after a long day at work wasn't out of the ordinary. But her having a dream about you that was so prevalent that it stole her attention from work? You swelled with pride.

Sevika circled your belly button then dipped a half-inch into your shorts. "So?"

You batted your eyelashes up at her as you pushed your chest out. You considered making her wait longer if only to see how much that dream really affected her. Or if she'd beg for it. But you weren't like her.

In a subtle shift, you spread your thighs.

The corner of Sevika's mouth tweaked. She pressed her lips against yours then descended to her knees. Your shorts and underwear slid down your legs in unison with her.

She didn't waste a precious second. Immediately, her nose brushed your clit as her mouth nestled in the coarse hair guarding your entrance. She licked once from hole to clit, a ritual move that sent your head reeling backwards. No amount of grazing her scalp nor tugging at her loosened knot hastened her pace. She maintained her composure well.

Sevika inhaled deeply. Exhaled slowly. She lifted one leg to rest on her shoulder, and you braced yourself against the counter once more.

"Mmmph... Thank you," she whispered.

Sevika drove her tongue deep. Kissed you with enough fervor that had you rolling your cunt up and down her tongue. It was difficult not to peer down at her and her unbroken gaze. She wanted you to watch her, wanted you to witness her worshipping the most delicate and beautiful part of you.

Of course, you'd indulge her.

Just as she indulged you.

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wakebymoonsleepbysun · 1 day

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Finleeeyyyyy!! I loves him! Used his cartoony design because I kiiiinda imagine the mascots were a bit closer to that before things went to shit in the park? But who knows at this point. XD (Also not sure on scale.)

I've been meaning to do something like this for awhile but kept forgetting at some point during the drawing process, leading me to merging layers or erasing lines I shouldn't've. But! I finally produced a psd that has YN completely separate from the blorbo, and put the psd up on my ko-fi (as a pay what you want item) so anyone who wants to can download it and put their own sona into the pic.

#indigo park #indigo park finley #indigo park fanart #finley the sea serpent #my art #x reader #canon x reader #indigo park x reader #self-insert #sona #y/n #canon x y/n #x y/n

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triasticalwarlock · 1 month

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Blood lust memes part.3

Blood lust is by Babygrillbree on ao3.

Stop looking at me like that, I'm just trying to make it through the big ass wait for the next chapter. I'm on my last fucking limb guys, I'm going to comit a hate crime if I do not see adamussy in the next update. You hear me? None of you are safe, I'm in front of you're doorstep right now. I know how to use a knife.

Off topic, but I imagine our full demon form is just a huge ass dragon bat. Kaiju ass.

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hashtagboykisser · 11 months

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HARRY POTTER HCS !!

FIRST “I LOVE YOU” !!

prompt: harry potter characters and their first “i love you”s in relationships

characters included: harry potter, ron weasley, hermione granger, draco malfoy, ginny weasley, seamus finnigan, fred weasley, george weasley

warnings: you and seamus smoking in seamus’ part, swearing, physical abuse in george’s part

harry j. potter…

who said it: harry

when: 5th year

“cmon… just a little bit more..” harry cooed patiently, hands placed on your hips. “forget it, harry. i don’t think i’ll ever get it right.” you sighed, wanting to throw your wand down on the ground.

dumbledore’s army had just begun merely a few sessions ago, and no matter how hard you tried, you couldn’t get your patronous just right.

maybe it was because you upset professor dolores umbridge today and pushed her far beyond her limits (not even on purpose, for that matter). or maybe it’s because colin creevey was stuck way too far up your arsehole whenever you would do something wrong when it came to today’s D.A session.

“well, maybe i can give you a happy memory to think about.” harry suggested. “how on earth do you plan to do that?” you questioned, wary of what he may do.

“maybe…like this.”

and with that, harry began to scan your lips with his, feeling for all the fine details that no one else would get to see but himself.

harry felt you smile against his own lips before pulling away, with a lopsided grin smearing his cheeks.

“i love you.” harry smiled, sounding as if he’s been waiting a century to say those words to you.

“i love you too.”

ron b. weasley…

who said it: him

when: 3rd year

“oh no!! oh no no no..!!” the ginger boy roared as he was being dragged by the foot by the black-furred dog (unbeknownst to him, which was sirius black), “i can’t die yet!! i haven’t told (y/n) how much i love her yet!!”

“you bloody moron, she’s right here!!” the shorter bushy haired girl replied, slightly jealous it was her best friends name and not her own.

“i love you, (y/n)! if i die, i promise my ghost will haunt you!!” ron shouted before being dragged away out of sight.

“i love you too!” you yelped, hoping he could still hear you.

hermione j. granger…

who said it: you

when: 7th year

“i know this isn’t much… but i wanted to be able to do something for you for our anniversary.” hermione said, rubbing her neck in pure embarrassment.

you, hermione, harry, and ron were on a hunt to look for all of voldemort’s horcurxes, and because of that, you all were staying in a rubbish tent in the woods.

the tent was empty for the most part, other than the small radio player that had muggle romance music on it.

“harry and ron are out of our hair…well for now anyway. i told them to go look for anything that could be useful, i just wanted to have a nice 3 months you.”

“you kicked them out for me?” you asked, disbelief leaving your throat.

“well yes — and i know it’s not much but-” the brunette would’ve continued if you didn’t interrupt her, and she gives a slight pout because of it.

“but it is much, it is something ‘mione! it is because i love you.”

“i- uhm. repeat yourself, please?”

“i love you, hermione.”

draco l. malfoy…

who said it: him

when: 6th year

“isn’t that right, ms. (y/n)?” the barely human wizard, voldemort, said, looking at you from the other side of table.

you gulped quietly, your shoulders stiffening. “yes, sir.” you murmured, glancing at the platinum blonde boy next to you before averting your gaze.

you and draco grew up together - as your mothers were very close in their teenage years, your fathers, not so much. but they got along okay.

when draco first became part of the death eaters, his mother decided it’d be easiest to have you there, to make it a little less hard on him.

“excuse me for a moment.” draco mumbled, somewhat abruptly, as lucius and the lord were in the middle of a conversation. draco stood up within the blink of an eye, and sped walked out of the room.

“would you be a dear and check on him for me, honey?” narcissa leaned over and whispered in your ear, as you were seated between draco and his mother.

you gave a small half-smile with a nod, as you politely excused yourself, afraid of what voldemort could do if you had done it in a way of which he didn’t like.

you went around the halls of malfoy manor, the walls of which most of your childhood memories took place, as sad as that is.

you saw a crack in the door of draco’s room, and you opened the door a tad more

draco said there, looking down at his folded hands, not saying anything.

“are you okay?” you asked, even though you already knew the answer.

“those meetings…get to me, sometimes.” the blonde mumbled, his voice cracking slightly.

“me too..” you answered, rubbing your hand up and down his back, as you sat next to him.

“thank you, for always being here. i’ve spent my whole life with you, i never want to let you go.” draco said, giving a small smile.

“i won’t ever leave you behind, okay?”

“this is exactly why i fell in love with you all those years ago.”

“wait…what?” you denied, your voice quiet.

“you heard me, i love you (y/n).”

ginevera m. weasley…

who said it: her

when: 5th year (well 4th year for her)

“hey (y/n)!” a familiar, high, squeaky voice called out to you, sounding a bit distant.

“oh, hi, ginny.” you half smiled, looking down at the younger girl.

“i need to talk to you, now.” ginny asked — well demanded, but she meant to ask.

you’ve known ginny long enough at this point to know sometimes, when she wants to ask a question, it can accidentally turn into a demand. especially, when she’s nervous.

“okay, no problem.” you reported, knowing exactly what she was going to say.

she grabs your wrist with a firm grip — but not firm enough for your to be hurt. and walks you down to a more empty side of the hogwarts express.

“i love you. and quite frankly, i hate it when you spend more time with my brothers and less time with me because it’s not fair, i fancy you!” the smaller ginger insisted, with a small stomp of her foot to show she meant what she said.

“i love you too, don’t worry, gin.” you spoke, as you tucked a string of hair behind her ear, that was before in the middle of her face.

she gave a lopsided grin before happily skipping off and giving a sing-songy goodbye.

seamus d. finnigan…

who said it: him

when: 4th year

the yule ball of the 1994 school year was slowly coming to a close, but you were unable to find where your date had ran off to, one moment he was with his best friend, dean thomas — and now you have no bloody clue where he is.

there was only one placed you hadn’t looked yet — the astronomy tower.

you begin your walk up the tower of many staircases and you hear some intense coughing the higher and higher you reach.

before your eyes, you see your boyfriend — or date, or technically boy friend, as the relationship between the two of you is a bit complicated, with a cigarette between his fingers.

“hey seamus.” you say, as you sit down next to him, leaning into his touch.

“hi doll.” he says, grinning as he puts an arm around your waist.

“can i smoke with you?”

“absolutely not, angel!” seamus gasps, shocked, putting a dramatized hand to his chest, his mouth open a gap.

“huh? why not?” you asked, now just confused.

“because! i love you! i’m not letting a gorgeous goddess inhale that shit!” seamus replied, now tossing his cigarette away into the distance.

“you love me?”

“with every inch my body stands.”

fred g. weasley…

who said it: him

when: 5th year (3rd book/movie)

“i don’t know how you could even do this, i don’t know what half of this is supposed to to mean..” your ginger boyfriend said, cuddled up into your side, as the two of you studied for the following potions exams.

“well, to make it’s quite simple, it’s just seeing it on paper is the hard part.” you said, nudging him slightly, to make sure he wouldn’t fall asleep again.

“oh, how so?” he asked.

“well actually you take the-”

and before you could get any further, your boyfriend pecked you on the lips.

“sorry, at first i was interested and then i just didn’t care anymore.” fred said with a chuckle.

“fred gideon weasley!!”

“i’m sorry, i love you, does that make it better?”

“i… yes.”

george g. weasley…

who said it: him

when: 7th year (5th book/movie)

i mustn’t make mistakes any longer.

the words on your arm continued to ring in your ear, like the tangy feeling on your tongue after eating spicy foods.

none of this would’ve happened if you didn’t snap at the new d.a.d.a teacher - dolores umbridge.

the torturous (literally), cruel woman put you through so much pain in one detention.

don’t get me wrong, you’ve gotten detention once in 2nd year, but this could never compare.

the words on your arm were the ones that made you cry terrifying sobs as you had to continue to write and write and write - thanks to your low physical pain tolerance and somewhat sensitive heart, you just couldn’t bare it.

sprinkles of raindrops began to form in your eyes, they ground onto the table you were sitting at, as you tried to rub your eyes before anyone happened to notice.

“hey, love, are you okay?” george weasley - your boyfriend asked, scurrying over to you.

your arm was angled in the correcting lighting and point of view to where the taller ginger could see your scars perfectly.

“blimey!” your boyfriend shouted, pointing, before madam prince gave him a stern shooshing.

“what happened?”

you clung onto him immediately, sobbing quietly,

“hey love — it’s okay, i love you, i’m here and i always will be.”

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ca-8 · 3 months

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"Thank You, Angel..." (Part 1 of ???)

Silence screamed.

Drops of decay either echoed in the distance or fell inches from his withered nose. They aided in the cackles and chirps and growls that erupted from within each shadow. Each shadow that held home of the little critters with those little desperate, famished white eyes and wide toothless grins ready to devour anything with even a hint of a pulse. And when those critters couldn't stand the empty pits of their stomachs, those cackles and chirps and growls and drops of decay sang along with the tormenting squelches and tears of his miserly flesh ripping off and into those widened, toothless grins. And when they were done, after hours of slow, burning agony and screaming filling their stomachs, and the decay hushed to sleep as those horrible little critters scurried off toward their master -

silence screamed.

DogDay hated it all. He hated each sound of falling wood or concrete or spare intestine hitting the floor. He despised the critter's sounds as they drew near. But most of all, he hated the silence, because it was a constant reminder that his friends were gone and no hope gave a breath.

All alone. Always alone. With nothing but a wonder as to when he would finally draw his last breath.

Poppy's words once gave him back a lifelike glimmer. She speculated that someone had to come back here to save them all, an ex-worker, a total stranger -

an Angel, perhaps.

Just someone, anyone who can release them of this constant, lingering, rotting despair.

But so much time has passed. DogDay lost count at…he didn't even know, it's just been years and years and years, perhaps even decades. An eternity of this sickening silence since the day their revolutionary feast took place.

That glimmer was smothered out long ago.

Were those footsteps?

Not the little pitter-patter of those godforsaken critters, no - human footsteps. They were distant, but carefully drew near. As they closed the distance, a shriek from those little monsters echoed throughout the prison.

DogDay's head perked up, but only slightly. If he had a little more energy he'd call out for help, and more certainty too. Maybe he was finally going mad. Maybe what's left inside his head is feeding him false hope with these made up sounds hinting to a rescue.

No, not a rescue. Whatever he had left was drowned in the past.

His head slumped back down, and critter's shrieks halted. But the footsteps grew closer. DogDay didn't want to remove his gaze from the floor and risk disappointment, he knew it was nothing, that even if someone managed to sneak in here, there was no way they would survive this hell. He knew that thing was right, no one was coming to save-

"Oooooh nooo…"

His head sprung up, earning a little gasp from a

a human. An actual human, standing right there in front of him. It - They - couldn't be a hallucination, could it?

No. No hallucination. No human either. With how those lights beamed down on their glowing, moving skin and illuminating the life in those eyes, this was a blessing from Above. "Hello…?"

DogDay realized they were inching closer, but he was too stunned to flinch or tell them to get away. He could only voice his stagger.

"You…You're Poppy's Angel," he choked out through his voice box. "Come to save us…!"

The Angel blinked. "Uh, yeah…" Their eyes were widened; no surprise, anyone not too familiar with this decrepit place would be shocked to see him like this. A pathetic, filthy excuse of a dog wasting away. That's what they were thinking. They had to be. "Nothing left to save, not here…" He held his head back down.

"What're you talking about?" Their voice was as sweet as honey, so filled with life.

"You're in CatNap's home, Angel. Their home." Just saying that thing's name left a disgusting bittersweet taste in DogDay's mouth, but he was given a second chance at being useful, he had to take it.

"A million of pairs of eyes are on you right now," he continued. "Watching…waiting….hungry." A faint spark of terror flooded the (e/c) in those beautiful, breathing eyes. "They want nothing more than to crawl beneath your skin and eat away at you bit by little bit." He spat out the last word before heaving in a gasp. "…fill what feels empty inside themselves."

"I-Is that…what happened to you, DogDay….?" they asked, eyeing the bitter remains of his lower half.

They knew his name. He appreciated that, although couldn't express it too much. "I'm afraid so, Angel. Because of…that…that thing. CatNap. The Prototype is his god, and this is what he does to heretics."

The Angel snuck a glance at the darkened hallway outside their halo and quickly returned their gaze to DogDay. He continued.

"These little toys follow CatNap to avoid that very fate, and in return, they are fed." DogDay coughed. Black substance spewed out of his mouth and onto the floor. "We tried to fight it, the Prototype's control. I'm…the last of the smiling cri-"

His right arm fell to his side.

…Wait.

DogDay's ears bucked up and he turned to his side. His right arm dangled heavily right by his torso, and the belts that were supposed to be supporting it up to the ceiling were cut short. His gaze whirled to his left side and saw the Angel reaching up to cut off the other belts.

"Angel! Wh-Wh-What're you doing?" he frantically yelped, swinging his torso back and forth.

"Sorry to cut your speech-thing off so quickly, but I think we may have a problem!"

It was at that moment DogDay heard the heightening shrills and screeches from the critters. A sharp chill ran down him and his heart stopped. They were coming; so many were coming! Coming for him! He was about to die if they couldn't get away!

"Angel, please, go! Leave me! Save yourself!" he pleaded desperately. A growl erupted right next to his ear, and DogDay turned to come face-to-face with a miniature Bobby Bearhug. A scream almost escaped his throat until a small flare flew past his face and shot mini Bobby back into the darkness.

"I'm sorry, but could you stop moving so much? This is hard enough as it is!" As they said that, their knife (which he noticed was strangely colorfully patched together) cut through the first of the two left belts. His body darted right towards the floor, but not until Angel caught him with their arm.

"Angel PLEASE! I beg you!" Tears pricked his empty sockets. The shrills were so loud they might as well be on top of them.

But the Angel kept their gaze glued onto the last belt, and as soon as mini CraftyCorn entered the cell, he was finally free.

The Angel hopped down and kicked mini CraftyCorn back into DogDay's worst nightmare: a sea of predators mirroring his friend's appearances. The Angel spun around and ran the opposite direction.

"Don't worry, I got yo- OOOOOO-!!!" The floor collapsed beneath them, and they landed right onto the bottom floor. Well, more like the Angel fell right onto the floor with DogDay cushioned safely on top of them.

This couldn't possible get any worse.

DogDay tried turning his head. "Angel? Are you okay? I'm so sorry! I-I didn't mean it! I didn't mean for this to happen! I swear!" He wanted to get off of them to ease whatever pain they were in, but his arms were held up for so long, he could barely even feel anything in them anymore. 'Pathetic! I'm pathetic!'

"I'm fine…I think-!" The Angel got up and sprinted to the end of the hallway. "Just don't look back!"

They held DogDay in a position where his only option was to look back. Snuggled tightly underneath their arm, he watched as a tsunami of critters dashed towards them, snarling with hunger. Hunger for him and his Angel.

He whimpered loudly until they spun him around. "Sorry-! Sorry! I got you!" A flash of another critter was summoned to the right, then suddenly wished away by the bright flash of the Angel's flare. DogDay couldn't do anything, only let his heart squeeze and whimper at the sudden sight of painful reminders until they're blown away by the Angel. He looked up, their gaze was locked forward, doing what he should be doing.

But he couldn't. He was worthless. Just like that day.

The poor withered dog squeezed his eyes shut. He couldn't watch anymore. If it weren't for his weak arms, he would cover his ears as the screams of the damned drew ever so near, or maybe do something actually useful. He felt himself get heaved up and a sudden wind blew against his tattered face. Then, he was lowered, and the Angel gasped for air.

Where were they going? Was there even an exit? He couldn't look. He didn't want to look. If he opened his eyes he would only see the Angel get devoured and it would be all his fault.

It wasn't until they were both thrusted into the air that his eyes were finally forced open. Below them was a deep pit of darkness with the critters nearing the edge they hurled over. For a second, he thought they had jumped towards an everlasting sleep, until the Angel landed right onto a lift.

The door shut behind them, and devastating shrills and shrieks were muffled. They were….safe. DogDay was safe, and the Angel didn't die. He hadn't killed them after all.

The Angel gently lowered him onto the floor of the lift and pressed the button to lower them back into, if he could remember correctly….Playcare. They collapsed onto the floor, and the thud snapped him back to reality.

"Angel! Are you okay? Are you hurt? I'm so sorry!" DogDay tried to haul himself towards them until they let out a strange chuckle.

"That…holy shit. That was awesome! But also terrifying. And tiring. God, my legs, I'll be surprised if I can even walk once we get down there. What were those things? You called them critters? I kinda feel bad for thinking they were kinda cute now, SHEESH those little devils were relentless!"

The Angel went on and on and on and…not a hint of anger was on their face. DogDay only stared at them in disbelief. They hopped on their knees and leaned closer to him, making him flinch.

"Anyways, are you okay? I don't know why you're asking me, you're clearly the one who needs help here! How long have you been down here? Actually don't answer that. What happened to you-? Wait, wait, don't answer that either, sorry!"

"You…." He finally choked out something. "You…saved me."

"…Well yeah!" A big smile graced their lips. How were they glowing even brighter than before?

"You…You saved me…!"

"….Yeah! Go team!"

Something was building up in his throat. More tears streamed down his face, but there weren't any rivers of regret or disappointment or self-hatred… DogDay leaned into his Angel's chest.

"Oh, hello!" they said cheerfully.

DogDay sniffed and looked up, and for once, a big, genuine smile filled his face. "Thank you, Angel…! Thank you so much!"

They froze there for a second, and their stunned expression melted to that of warmth. He felt their hands wrap around him and gently caress his back. Nothing could ever feel more soothing.

Softly, they giggled. "Hey, call me (Y/n), alright? You're giving me too much credit." ͙۪۪̥ ͙ ♡𐡘 𐡘 𐡘 𐡘♡ ͙ ͙۪۪̥ ͙͙ ͙۪۪̥ ͙ ♡𐡘 𐡘 𐡘 𐡘♡ ͙ ͙۪۪̥ ͙͙ ͙۪۪̥ ͙ ♡𐡘 𐡘 𐡘 𐡘♡ ͙ ͙۪۪̥ ͙͙ ͙۪۪̥ ͙ ♡𐡘 𐡘 𐡘 𐡘♡ ͙ ͙۪۪̥ ͙͙ ͙۪۪̥ ͙

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🥽 JOHN DORY X READER HEADCANONS ❤️

Requsted? yeah :)

🥽 If you plan a night out John Dory is usually the one who plans the date. EVEN IF you were the one who initially began planning it he WILL take over. Force of habit I guess

🥽 Definitely the type to grab you and pull you back into bed whenever you try to get up to do anything. Grabbing you closer kissing you along your neck tighting his grip on you before pushing you off the bed when you get comfortable. Laughing at your stunned/annoyed face.

🥽 Still flirts with you like you just met, grabbing your arm and twirling you around and pretending like you’ve never met.

🥽 Often begs for rubs/messages because of his sore body due to him adventuring for years. He sulks if you don’t comply and turns around to face his back to you, looking back frequently until you give in.

🥽 This man cooks, cleans, and is an expert on vehicles. You will wake up at 6am and see hes already went for light jog and came back sweaty with ready breakfast on the table. downside is he often forgets to make breakfast for two because hes so used to living alone.

🥽 Keeps every. single. gift. you get him. He’s obviously a guy that loves to have keepsakes he loves little things you wouldn’t even notice.

“OH MY GOD YOU STILL HAVE THAT?”

“HOW COULD I NOT? IT’S MEMORABILIA!”

“THAT WAS FROM LAST WEEK JOHN DORY! throw it away.”

“B-but I do it because i love you~”

“OUT JOHN DORY!”

“FINE! but when you’re old and can’t remember much don’t blame me!”

🥽 Gives you his jacket and melts at how good you look in it. Grabbing your face and planting kisses all over your face.

🥽 Loves to make you flustered but when you flirt back and fluster him it drives him crazy. Makes him feel giddy and his face heats up as his hands get sweaty as you keep flirting back with him making him stutter.

🥽 If you are a BroZone fan he will literally reenact how he would before the band split up. Breaking out into song and letting you join in. Loves that you love his band and gets excited whenever he catches you listening or singing along to their old records.

🥽 Definitely brags about you to his family and makes the trip to get you after picking up Poppy and Branch.

🥽 Will unintentionally boss you around its worse if you have siblings and are the youngest.

🥽 Loves when you cling onto him or add onto his advances towards you.

🥽 Hes not easily flustered but if you compliment his leadership, looks or singing hes over the moon and a blushing mess.

#john dory headcanons #headcanons #john dory trolls #trolls band together #trolls #John Dory x reader #canon x reader #I LOVE HIM SHAGAKUABA #john dory #trolls 3

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biribaa · 8 months

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I saw you were taking requests for The Amazing Digital Circus, so if you want can you please write Headcannons for Kinger, Caine, and a character of your choice x a reader who’s abstracting in front of them

Also remember to drink lots of water and to take breaks!

-🧪Anon

Kinger, Caine and Ragatha x reader who's abstracting in front of them

I appreciate your kindness but I'm a computer, I think water is one of the things I need to "drink" less and prevent more.

TW/CW: AHH... Spoilers, also angst. Reader does get abstracted in all scenarios cuz we still dont rlly know if someone can be saved from getting abstracted

Kinger

Imagine lost your partners TWICE. Lolololol loser/J

Everything seems to occur in slow motion from Kinger's point of view, a heart he once had is somehow beating against his body. He prays to any god on this earth, be it real or not, or even Caine maybe, that this nightmare isn't happening again to him. Please, everyone, but not you.

Kinger tries to do everything so his lover don't reach the great peak of their insanity, even though he's not very good at it, knowing his personality. But trust me when I said, he tried. Who cares if he will get all glitched for touching your form, he needs you.

He never thought he would live another nightmare inside a nightmare. And in seconds that felt like painful hours to Kinger, here "you" are, a noisy form covered in eyes that flash in different colors. Your skin (if we can call it skin) moves abruptly as if it were a bag full of enraged cats. And, god, how he wished it was him instead.

Things are resolved by the talking human jaw, and yet the silence in Kinger's little pillow fort is no longer comforting as it once was. Silence now makes the small chess piece itch in agony. Silence that could be enjoyed with your presence, with holding your hand or dancing with you, and chat about random stuff he and you knows. The feeling of missing someone is familiar to him, and yet, it hits him in ways that his years in this circus haven't hit him.

Caine

While Kinger tries to do everything, Caine actually does anything to try saving your corrupted mind, and the lack of power in this situation leaves the digital being in panic. A simple snap of the fingers is not enough, and this information makes him tremble in ways he never thought he would tremble before for a simple human.

You aren't just any character, you are his favorite, the lil' buddy he spoils every hour and that always push a giggle from him. You were his very own star. The show could continue the same without you, Caine was sure of it, but could he? Without a character as entertaining as you in action?

"Of course I can fix them, I am Caine!" It's a phrase that was repeated several times in the presenter's programming, But with every grunt coming from the thing that once was you, it's just a reminder to Caine that he did a horrible job trying to take care of you. There were other characters that were abstracted of course, but... You were special to him. His favorite star. His star.

Caine even feels hesitant to put you in the hole of other characters who were abstract before. He preferred to keep you in a cage away from other people's contact, with no one hurting you and no one hurting you.

He knows, he knows the painful truth that you cannot be considered a sapient being, but even though you are a trace of what you once were, Caine doesn't have the courage to lose you forever.

With the other characters, Caine will act normally, with his loud and lively personality. Only if they analyze Caine close enough, the characters would notice something wrong with him.

And then, sometimes, he just stares at you in the cage. Caine ponders if he should admit the lost of his favorite star, it would be easier, but the pride in his chest screams that there must be some way that he could actually save you from...this.

Ragatha

Somehow, the scene is all silent for her. Ragatha stares at you as if the impossible itself is happening in front of her.

Ragatha holds your hands about to disappear, she caressed what was left from your shoulders, she hurriedly whispers words that would normally calm you down, but nothing can save you from the fate of your sanity, just leaving her with the pain of being glitched.

Of course, she had her other friends like Pomni, but lost you?!

Ragatha thinks she saw everything during her new experience in the digital circus, but something common like losing someone so important was the end of the line for her. You were her darling, her sunshine and her little everything even.

Everything she did sounded slightly more boring and boring without your presence, and Ragatha could do nothing about it. She continues (at least tries) to remain strong after that, still trying to complete the little adventures that Caine gives to the participants. But Ragatha's slow pace and lack of smiles was very noticeable.

The weight on Ragatha's chest is too much, losing someone so sweet and perfect for her in such a horrible way is too much. And the worst part is that Ragatha believes that she could have done something to save you, she could have been with you more often so that your mind didn't fall apart like this. But now, she can do nothing but mourn.

#x reader #canon x reader #reader insert #tadc x reader #tadc ragatha x reader #tadc caine x reader #tadc kinger x reader #the amazing digital circus x reader

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suiana · 8 months

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in which you left your boyfriend a little bit earlier than expected (various yandere characters x gn reader) (inspired by mr loverman by ricky montgomery) (angstober day 1)

OH WHAT AM I...

"hey- wait, you can't leave me yet- we still haven't done all the things you wanted to do-!"

SUPPOSED TO DO?

"hah, I'm sorry..."

WITHOUT YOU?

"don't apologize! you're gonna be fine..! just- just stay with me! we'll get you to a doctor and we'll be back to being happy with one another! like we promised!"

I'M MR LOVERMAN...

"yeah... that would be nice... forever together... like we promised..."

you smile tenderly at him, brushing a stray strand of hair away from his tear stricken face. your breath is shallow, hands shaking from the cold as you try to stay conscious. huh, was your boyfriend always this beautiful?

"have i ever told you how beautiful you are?"

AND I MISS MY LOVER, MAN...

"you have! you always have! now just shut up and focus on trying to stay alive!"

he sobs, holding your body in his arms as the snow around you stains red. his bloodied arms are shaking fervently as he grips you as though his life depended on it. you can't help but sigh slightly at this. even when you were dying, he just had to grip you like a stress ball.

I'M MR LOVERMAN...

"we both know i won't make it-"

"shut up! you can't leave me too! you'll be fine and- and we'll be back to being happy together!"

he sniffles, eyes red as he tries to keep a positive attitude about this situation. yeah you were dying, how tragic and sad. you both know this fact, but your obsessed lover just had to be delusional and hope for a miracle to happen. he didn't want to loose you after all. you were all he had left.

yet you weren't worried at all. not about the fact that your lovesick boyfriend was trying to delude himself into thinking you were alright. nor about the fact that you would be dying in less than 10 minutes.

...for all you could focus on was how his teary eyes, soft sniffles, the setting sun and the falling snow surrounding you two... made him look much more beautiful than before.

OH, AND I MISS MY LOVER

"you're beautiful."

"shut up! this isn't the time for flirting!"

you couldn't help but let out a chuckle. your boyfriend was just too cute.

I'M MR LOVERMAN...

"can't i flirt a bit with my handsome boyfriend before i die?"

"shut... shut up! you won't die! i won't let you!"

you hummed in response to his statement, smiling softly at his harsh yet loving tone. and it was then that you realised how much you loved him despite all the things he had done wrong.

AND I MISS MY LOVERMAN...

"what's so funny?!"

"nothing... just thinking about how much i love you."

he stares at you, a grim expression on his face as his hold on you increases tenfold. the aura around him changes and something in him seems to snap. maybe it's the realization that you're actually going to leave him?

I'M MR LOVERMAN...

suddenly, he connects the both of your lips, kissing you passionately yet ever so gently, as though you were a fragile flower. his tears stain your cheeks, desperate hands warming your cold body as he continues to kiss you like he was on limited time.

except he actually was, for this would be the last kiss you two shared.

when he had his fill, he pulled away from you, lips swollen as his tears just never seemed to stop falling. he hides his face in the crook of your neck, sobbing into your once warm skin as you mustered up the strength to slowly stroke his soft hair.

"i love you! i love you so much! please don't leave me!"

AND I MISS MY LOVER.

"i love you too."

you smile softly as he continues to sob into your neck. you truly wanted to stay like this with him forever, but the more your hands stroke his head, the more you felt yourself slipping into the comforting touch of death.

"...don't forget about me, okay?"

the male stops sobbing for a second, pulling away from your neck to scold you.

"how could i ever forget about you? dumbass..."

he grumbles, hiding in your neck once more as you laugh weakly, your arm falling onto his head in an attempt to comfort him.

"don't... come over too soon, okay? go and... live your life."

you pause for a bit before continuing.

"I'll always... be here for you."

the male hums in response, not wanting to talk as he feels your hand drop from his head. when you do so, he shivers slightly. ah... has it always been this cold?

"...what an idiot."

he mumbles, staring at your peaceful face as the once neverending tears stop falling from his beautiful eyes.

...you really left him, huh?

"not only did you leave me, but you also took my heart with you too... how cruel."

he just wanted to love you until the both of you had grey hair. so why did you have to be such a fool and slip from his grasp now?

chuuya nakahara, mushitaro oguri, gojo satoru, yuji itadori, danheng, gepard landau, wanderer/scaramouche, kaveh, denji, your faves<3

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lazypiechi · 1 month

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Где включить генератор идей в мозге????

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interconnectedmatrix · 1 month

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What if...?

A silly way of Solomon's devotion. Where was this at the start of the game? I'm not so sure. Although, I'd love to expound on this idea — atleast, for the purposes of a trope I come to love. Let's call this: "Tell me please, why can't I?"

♡.. Imagine a time where it began as the other way around: MC pining after Solomon. Had the human exchange student crave for human interaction in the literal incarnate of Hell? Go figured, it's in their nature. Of course they'd cling to him. Who else was the safest option?

♡.. Many moments pass and MC connects to Solomon like a missing thread. MC is his constant reminder of his lingering humanity, no matter how far gone he thought he was. Seeing the MC talk more about the Human realm: friends, family, places and even the most mundane things like ignoring stupid injuries, or multitasking on errands— it's almost nostalgic despite the many years the sorcerer had lived.

♡.. When MC finally builds up the courage to finally confess to Solomon, he was... shocked? Humanity was an odd topic; anthropology explaining the details of this race to a T. Solomon at this time thought that MC might as well have fallen for the demons. Like the toy they all were.

♡.. And what did he say? What did he say that determined the course of their relationship?

— "It'll pass."

♡.. He had an advantage. He was supposed to be able to become the first to MC's heart — the advantage of both being human. He and MC getting together causes the least amount of issues, but what did he do? He let them be. Let them bond with the brothers. With the others.

♡.. He only viewed them as a pawn in this endless game of life.

♡.. After that as some time came by, their relationship seemed to have continued on as normal. One might say that he and the MC had developed a friendship of sorts. This bond strengthened further when he sees them alone at the school dance — "shall we lonely singles dance together?"

♡.. That's how it should've stayed. His heart shouldn't have had a mind of his own. At night, he couldn't help but recall all their moments spent together. Solomon could no longer count the days he imagined their smile, their laughter, all that made them human...

♡.. As soon as he felt that spark — like a truck ran over him in his deepest nightmares, he realized: "oh fuck..." the platinum blonde muttered in cold sweat, panting as his mind continues to wander. He's awake. He is awake. But is he? Why is it that he's stuck in this dream?

♡.. Like a demon, Solomon felt tempted. Although, isn't that just human nature? — "what have you done to me?"

♡.. Now he knew how MC felt. And even if they was an attempt at the confession, MC's options were limited.

— "I love you like no other. Please, I... I don't want to lose you."

♡.. So they picked the least broken of the bunch.

— "I'll learn how to love you again."

♡.. It was a sentence of bliss, but to the sorcerer, he lost. Which is why when they were given the opportunity to go to the past, Solomon got to spend every moment with MC.

Every moment to enter their heart again.

To quote: "The whisper of love in the morning. Do you hear it? It's beating for you loudly."

Ah yes Solomon, aka mister "shady sorcerer who can't cook" but also "I lost my chance and now I'm taking it again." Inspired by the "fell first, didn't fell" and "fell later, fell harder" dynamic. I was admiring how domestic Solomon acts towards MC in NB — like they were a married couple. As much as I love the demon brothers, this one got my heart... Again, just a "what if," takes inspiration from canon but I tend to deviate a LOT if that makes sense ;v;

Anyhow, have a nice day~! Tell me what you think of this scenario? Let me know your thoughts! 🫶

#obey me shall we date #obey me nightbringer #obey me #obey me!#obey me solomon #canon x reader #solomon x reader #solomon x mc #obey me solomon x reader #what if #ideas #fanfic ideas #fell first fell harder #he's so devoted in the game PLEASE #to win them over #fluff? angst??? a guilty pleasure

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rougecreator1 · 3 days

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NorthShore Nowheres Prt 2 ||

|| Poly!plastics x fem!reader

(i myself an poly)

|| Warnings: swearing, brief mentions of death, Regina being extra touchy with reader, reader gets into a fight, brief hookup mention

|| Summary: Reader goes to the movies on her date with the plastics, Regina's being extra flirty with reader. Outside, reader gets into a fight with the rival biker gang. Employee breaks up the fight and the girls take reader to Regina's for a patch up.

Requests open!

Started: May 15th

Finished: May 26th

Read part 1!

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In no time at all, it was Friday. You had gotten yourself all dolled up- well, to a degree. You didn't really have fancy clothes and you hated makeup. But you put on your nicest leather jacket and ripped jeans, not your usual baggy jeans. Your hair was put up in a half up half down styled ponytail. Taking one last look in the mirror, you nodded your head in approval and made your way to your front door. Hearing the horn of Regina's jeep outside.

When you get outside, you see the girls waiting for you in Regina's jeep. Regina in the front, passenger seat left open for you, Gretchen and Karen cuddled up together in the back.

Regina flashed you a smirk, her eyes trailing down your outfit and raising an eyebrow." It's an improvement, I guess."

"Hey! Not all of us can have designer clothes." You rolled your eyes and got in the passenger seat, she eyed your jacket and scoffed.

"But you can spend $400 on a leather jacket?" Leave it to Regina George to call you out. You blushed a little, hand covering your cheeks as you looked away.

"Oh fuck off." You retorted, she simply laughed and started up her jeep.

Gretchen leaned forward and smiled at you," I really like your outfit." She whispered to you, you gave her a smile.

"Thanks, baby." You winked, she blushed and leaned back in her seat, Karen snuggled back up to her again. You thought they were just adorable together.

Regina glanced at you before looking back at the road. Her hand rested on your inner thigh, tracing soft circles. You shivered under her touch and looked back at her. Her expression remained neutral, but she knew exactly the kind of effect she had on you.

When you guys got to the theatres, you all walked in together. Gretchen and Karen had their arms linked up while Regina had her arm wrapped around your waist, an almost possessive grip on your hip. You leaned into her touch, headed rested on her shoulder. She was taller than you so it was easy to reach her shoulder without much trouble.

You guys got seats in the back corner of the theatre, looking down at some of the people. Gretchen recognized a few and was whispering rumours she had heard about them to Regina, you raised an eyebrow out of curiosity. It almost made you wonder if she had dirt on you. Probably, given you had a bit of a rough reputation with your biker gang. Karen was just happily eating popcorn next to Gretchen, you reached over and took a handful. Plopping them into your mouth as the movie started.

You could barely focus on the movie. Why? Regina's hands were all over you the whole time. Not that you minded, of course. Her hands trailed along your inner thighs, purposefully messing with you. She kept her eyes on the movie and face neutral. Much like how she had in the jeep. Meanwhile you? Your hands gripped the sides of your sheet, knuckles sheet white and cheeks soft red. You tried hard to keep your breathing steady and eyes on the movie, instead of Regina. Though that was almost impossible. By grace of God you managed to keep it together throughout the whole movie, though you wouldn't be able to describe a word of it if anyone asked.

As you guys left the theatres, Gretchen walked up to you and smiled." Oh my Gosh, that movie was so fetch! Y/N, what was your favourite part?"

Shit.

You racked your brain for any detail. Regina looked at you expectantly, though you could tell she was fighting a smirk at your struggle.

"Uh- the ending?" You decided to go with a safe vague answer. Gretchen looked surprised. Why was she surprised?

"The part where the main character died?"

Fuck.

Regina scoffed to hide her laugh, looking away from you. You glanced at Regina and narrowed your eyes before looking at Gretchen.

"Oh, well- I just- think it's very.. different from how movies usually go. You know? It's a nice change up." You rambled out a lie, Gretchen nodded a little as she listened to you.

"Yeah, that's true! It did make for a nice change." She agreed with you, you sighed quietly in relief. Jesus.

You were about to respond, when you heard some familiar shouting from the parking lot ahead of you. Your head whipped around and eyes widened at the sight of your rival biker gang. Of course they would be here. That's on you for forgetting this was their hangout place.

Instinctively, you grabbed Gretchen's hand. Which caught her off guard a little.

"Let's get out of here. Now." You stated, Regina looked back at you and narrowed her eyes before seeing the biker gang. She put two and two together and smirked.

"They don't seem all that tough." Regina folded her arms and walked over, you panicked.

"Regina-!"

She didn't listen. Why would she?

"Hey! Tough guy!" Regina kept her stance, the leader looked at Regina and raised an eyebrow.

"The hell do you want? If you're looking for a hook up, strip club's that way." He smirked, gesturing vaguely in another direction.

You tensed and walked over, grabbing Regina's arm and trying to pull her away.

"Come on, Regina." You urged, maybe you could get of here before you were noticed.

Wrong.

"Oooh, lookie here fellas." He glanced you up and down, then bent to be eye level with you," its the NorthShore Nobodies." His buddies laughed and fist bumped him, you rolled your eyes and folded your arms across your chest.

"Real clever. Did you spend all week coming up with it?" You replied, which just annoyed him further. Great. Why couldn't you ever learn to keep your mouth shut?

"Somebody thinks she's tough. How about we find out just how tough she really is, eh boys?"

"I bet she could kick your sorry asses any day." Regina piped up, oh she loved this. You wished she would stop trying to start something you weren't sure you could end.

"Sorry asses, huh?" The leader repeats, turning his head to Regina now. "You'll be sorry in a minute." His hand raised, Regina didn't flinch or even tried to move. She held her ground.

You, on the other hand, weren't about to let that happen. You reacted just as his hand came down towards Regina's face and grabbed his wrist, holding it with a firm grip.

"Let's all just calm down for a moment and we'll get out of your hair- or... head. I guess." You corrected with a smirk, looking up at his bald head for a moment before meeting his eyes.

Karen and Gretchen stood a distance behind you, Gretchen tense the whole time while Karen ate her popcorn with wide eyes. She handed some over to Gretchen who side eyed Karen.

He was faster than you this time, his fist met your face and you stumbled back into Regina. Who caught you in a firm hold. You could feel a bruise forming around your left eye, your head spun. But you couldn't back down now. Not in front of your girls. Regina's eyes scanned your face and was about to say something but before she could you lunged forwards towards the leader.

"Woah! Woah! Okay!" Someone from behind you shouted, you stopped mid tussle with this guy and looked to see who had spoken. Judging by the outfit, she was a theatre employee. She walked over and gently separated the both of you, stepping between." Alright, friends. We're going to use our words instead of our fists, okay?"

Was she gentle parenting the two of you? You both looked bewildered, Regina was laughing her ass off behind you.

"Um... I don't like the way you were treating my date?" You said awkwardly and looked at the guy, the employee grinned and nodded in encouragement.

"I don't like what you said about my bald head?" The guy replied, just as confused as you.

"Good job!" Oof, the baby tone. Yeah you were being gentle parented by this damn theatre employee. "Now let's shake hands and say sorry, okay friends?"

You awkwardly shook his hand and both mumbled an embarrassed apology.

"I'm so proud of both of you for using your words!" She grinned and gave each of you a hug, you didn't hug back. You felt too awkward to do so.

"Come on, let's go." You mumbled to Regina and headed to her jeep, Regina was still laughing as she followed you. Gretchen and Karen quickly caught up, Gretchen placing a hand on your shoulder as she frowned at your eye.

"Is your eye okay?" She asked, you shrugged slightly. It hurt moving that side of your face but otherwise you were fine.

"I'm fine." You assured her, she didn't believe you.

Regina got the four of you to her place, as soon as you were there Gretchen took you to the bathroom with the first aid kit and tended to your eye as Karen followed to watch.

You sat on the toilet seat, Gretchen crouched in front of you as she dabbed your eye with an ice pack. You winced a little.

"Maybe I should go to Chris' Halloween party as a pirate. Get myself an eyepatch." You joked, Gretchen smiled a little at your joke while Karen nodded in agreement.

"You could be a sexy pirate!" She grinned, completely agreeing with you even though you were only kidding.

Honestly, maybe you should go as a sexy pirate. It would definitely be a look.

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fyeahnix · 2 months

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Local Deadly Weapons Expert Sevika gets reeeaaaaal nervous when her gf handles sharp objects.

The way Sevika had been staring at you for the last minute made you want to burst into laughter. With her arms crossed, her fingers twitched and tapped her bronze arm. Her eyebrow cocked.

"You sure you don't need any help?" she said.

Funny.

"Yes, hun, I'm sure. You asked me already. Now go relax while I finish up."

She said nothing, but her eyes flickered between you and the cutting board.

You had always cradled kitchen knives in your fingers exactly the way your dad taught you: three on the grip, two at the base of the blade. This time, Sevika caught you before you settled in. Asked if you were okay. You kept up the charade for no other reason than to watch her squirm.

The corner of her top lip quivered with each awkward slide of the knife. You held the chunk of potato with your opposite hand, keeping your digits just out of reach in case of an accidental slip. The blade was sharpened well, mind, but you played up its dulled edge well enough to make Sevika fidgety.

The potato dwindled down to a scrap, barely enough room to fit the tips of your fingers. The final slice cut close. Sevika winced in your periphery, and in half a second she was nudged against you, massaging the knife from your hand.

"Lemme help. Please."

Hilarious.

"Vika, it's fine, I got it," you said, smirking, though you made no attempt to refuse.

Sevika set the knife aside. She clicked her tongue and trapped you against the counter. When she leaned in, she brushed her nose right up against the back of your ear. You couldn't help but roll your neck back a few degrees.

"I know you're doing that on purpose, you little shit."

"Doing what on purpose?"

"The knife shit. Thought you were tired or something. Don't be careless."

"Am I making you nervous?"

You shivered at the puff of air masking a scoff or laugh.

"Yeah. You are making me nervous," she whispered.

You turned immediately. "And what are you gonna do about it?"

Many moons ago, Sevika would have dodged the question. Her gruff exterior wasn't a front—she waved off any verbal expression of affection or care in favor of action. As much as you loved how action-oriented she was, any affection uttered directly always made you swoon. Buuut...you were still fine throwing her a bone.

The height difference between you never failed to make you melt. You felt small beneath her worried gaze. Not powerless, but definitely small.

And well, maybe, the combination of all three made you a little...needy. And hot.

She glared at you playfully before her expression softened. Her wolf-grey eyes twinkled. When she leaned in, your body followed the script. She gave you one quick peck on the lips before she delved deeper with lips and tongue. You returned with equal fervor as you pulled her closer by her pants waistband.

The kiss was fleeting but enough to leave you reeling when she pulled away. She glided her tongue over your bottom lip as a memento. You quickly moved from the waistband to her zipper, but she caught your hand and spun you around slowly. She placed your hand back on the counter. Her own trailed up your arm to your shoulder. From your shoulder blades down to your ribs. Waist to your ass. She squeezed you, shook you gently. Rubbed and squeezed again and again and—

Smack!

Your ass clenched and you sucked air through your teeth. It was a gentle, but loud swat that didn't do your situation any justice. Before you could even respond, Sevika grazed your ear again and whispered.

"Be more careful... please."

She pecked the space behind your ear and left you to finish dinner prep.

You stared at the mess of chopped potatoes and onions on the cutting board. Your cheeks and ass burned. Sevika played you at your own game, and you had no one but to blame but yourself.

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mimirekka · 2 months

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On your mind (Ace’s Pov)

Some weeks had passed since Ace had joined the Whitebeard Pirates. He was still getting used to his new situation. The idea of defeating Whitebeard was still on his mind, but it slowly faded away as he befriended the members of the crew. Everyone on the ship was being nice and patient with him, treating him as if he had always belonged by their side.

Well, everyone except one person… For some reason, you seemed to avoid him at all costs. Ace didn’t care much the first times it happened, it’s not like he was actually trying to be close to anyone. Also, there were a lot of people on the Moby Dick, why should he care about one person ignoring him? But, as months passed, it started to annoy him a little bit.

The way you walked away from him anytime he was getting closer, the way your eyes looked at his own before you looked away in a rush, how you stayed slient any time he tried to talk to you… It made him upset, as he didn’t understand what was he doing wrong.

He was curious about you. He wanted to know you, to understand what you thought about him and your reasons to act that way towards him. At first it was only that, curiosity. And his curiosity started turning into something else, as he saw the way you acted around everyone else. You were gentle and caring with everyone, always laughing and smiling. He was growing attached to that side of you, the only one you wouldn’t show him.

And so the idea of getting closer to you stayed on his mind, growing inside of his head as an impossible wish. Because he could see that you couldn’t stand being by his side, and he didn’t want to make you uncomfortable. He watched you from the distance, as long as he could before you noticed him and escaped from his eyes. It was enough for him, he got to look at you, he shouldn’t want more than that until the feeling went away.

He tried his best to ignore it, to pretend it didn’t annoy him to watch you laughing around everyone else but him, to see you smile happily only when he wasn’t around, to see how your mood changed if he wanted to join your table at dinner… It bothered him, making him slightly jealous, even if he would never admit it.

But the feeling didn’t disappear as time passed. In fact, it grew stronger, to the point where he almost couldn’t stand it anymore. He wanted to be closer to you, to be able to look at your eyes directly, to talk at you, to even touch your skin… He wanted to be the one you smiled to, to be one you talked to about your day, to just sit by your side as he listened to your voice… He wanted to see that side of you personally.

You were always on his mind at this point. Whatever he did, he was thinking about you. Whenever he fell asleep, he was dreaming about you. Wherever he went, he was wondering if you would like to go, too. Whatever he ate, he wanted you to taste it as well.

Not much time passed until people started noticing Ace’s behavior towards you. He didn’t get surprised by it, as he wasn’t good at hiding what he felt towards you. He didn’t mind people gossiping about what he could be thinking about you, he simply didn’t care enough.

He only cared about what you thought about him, and he was determined to find out, whether it was good or not.

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Ace's pov everyone! I want to make a final part for this little story, so stay tuned(? lmao

Thank you for the love you all gave to my first post, it made me really happy as I hadn't written anything for years 😭

Hope you like this one as much <3

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