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s1m0nth3swag · 23 days

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i apologise if i already sent this ask, my memory is terrible! if your requests are open, may i get an easily flustered male Reader/doorman who is mercilessly teased and flirted with by a doppelganger Francis and the real Francis watches? Whenever it's smut or not is up to you

I just absolutely need to imagine Scarlet Milk Francis and regular Francis.... thats a physical need actually.

Like flirty Scarlet Milk and Francis who's just like "bro i would never say that, cringe" UNTIL HE NOTICES READER GETTING FLUSTERED AND HE JUST GOES "damn. whore." (judgy Francis for the win <3)

I'm not at all down bad for Scarlet Milk Francis wdym this is normal, isn't it?

Also, uhm, uhm, a little badly written because I wrote this in Latin Class, and my brain is positively fried!

WARNINGS/ CONTENT INFO; Slight suggestive themes (not full blown smut though), Francis being judgy, Reader being down bad (relatable), part two worthy bullshit (because i love the thought of taking Scarlet Milk and Francis (totally in a fight.))

Blood. That's the first thing you noticed as your favourite Milkman walked in. He was covered in blood. When asked about it, he simply said it was 'Scarlet Milk', a new type of milk. You had simply nodded along, like yeah. This was totally normal. Not like you had let the actual milkman in just a few minutes later, and you knew that if you called the apartment his voice would sound from the telephone. You reached there, eyes fixed on the doppelganger - you had always thought Francis was attractive but this.. well, it was definetly a new high. "Don't call him." The doppelganger spoke, voice too sweet and buttery. He knew he'd gotten caught, but seemingly he.. didn't mind. He smiled at you through the small window that seperated the hall and your office. "Bet the real one doesn't even bat an eye at you, hm? You're so good looking, he really should." You flushed slightly, even though you know you shouldn't. This was a doppelganger, for gods sake! A ruthless monster that could easily kill you! Yet here you were, blushing at the fake Francis. And he knew he got you on the hook, you could tell by the grin that adorned his face.

If you had known that the actual Francis still stood just outside the door that led into the building, and had seen the fact that a Doppelganger with his face had walked in, you probably wouldn't be talking to it anymore. Much less if you had known that Francis hurriedly made his way to your office - he trusted you didn't have a memory of five seconds, but something told him you were in trouble. He didn't even bother knocking, just opened the door to what was probably the weirdest scene ever. You with a bright blush covering your face, his doppelganger having a shit eating grin on his face... Yeah this had to be a fever dream.

Meanwhile, you were absolutely done for. Sweet nothings, things you didn't think anyone would dare speak out loud - the doppelganger had probably given you the most compliments you'd ever received in your lifetime. You turned around in shock as you heard the door open, staring at the real Francis like a deer caught in headlights. "Look who decided to join us! Real me!" The doppelganger chuckled. "Was just telling this sweet thing what I'd do to them if they let me in." He purrs, tapping against the window teasingly. "They got real shy about it." You glared at the doppelganger, looking between him and the actual Francis. "What'd he say." Francis practically demands to know, and your cheeks flush a deeper shade of red at the thought of having to repeat the things the doppelganger said. This was probably a moment to sink into the ground forever. "Just said I'd give them something to do with those pretty lips. And then some other things.." The doppelganger answers in your stead. Yup, you definitely want to get swallowed by the floor at this point. Francis looks at you, raising a brow in silent judgement. "Seriously? I'd never say stuff like that. That's stupid." He sighs, his face scrunching in a frown. "And honestly, you see me covered in blood and think "Yeah I'd fuck that"? Really?" He adds, serious annoyance in his voice, and you don't even know what's happening anymore because this whole situation is so unreal. "I'm sure I'm really handsome." The doppelganger quips in. "Though.. I would look better without this awful uniform, don't you think, sweets?" You let out a silent groan, covering your ears in embarrassment.

You don't know why this continued, but now Francis and the doppelganger are yapping about how the doppelganger doesn't get Francis' speech right - you seriously stopped listening after they both told you to shush when you said you'd just terminate the Doppelganger... you only listened to hints of the conversation. Something about sharing is caring or so.

God, how did you get yourself into this...

#francis mosses #francis mosses x you #thats not my neighbor #x reader #francis mosses headcanons #francis mosses x reader #milkman that's not my neighbor #milkman x reader

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milkibabe · 11 months

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♥ family camping trip w/ kenny (headcanons) ♥

✢ summary: headcanons on going on a camping trip with Kenny’s family

✢ authors note: heyy since my first post blew up i'm deciding to do all of the boys ;p

✢ gender: reader is implied to be female <3

✢ warnings: nsfw, mentions of weed/smoking

Kenny HCs

𝒮𝐹𝒲

Begged you to go camping with him for months.

When you finally took some time off to go with him, he was ecstatic.

"We're gonna have so much fun"

Was confused why you packed so much stuff.

"What do you mean you still need to brush your teeth?"

Boy is an animal I swear, he can be so nasty.

You, Kenny, and Karen played 'I Spy' while in the car.

Kenny loves when you play with his little sister, it makes his heart melt.

"You'd make such a good mom"

Kenny just casually drops that while you're unpacking, like it isn't the sweetest thing you've ever heard.

You cannot escape his kisses, you've lost count of how many times he's kissed you.

You'll just be getting the fire wood ready for the campfire and he'll sneak up and kiss you on the neck from behind.

"There's my pretty girl"

Kenny is already rugged by nature, so camping is really his element.

When it's just you around he'll purposely be shirtless to get your attention.

Seeing him chop wood... while shirtless??? You nearly exploded at the sight.

"Whatcha lookin' at hm?"

He gives you a cocky grin that makes you roll your eyes.

Stupid, sexy Kenny.

He is a night owl. He prefers to do everything later at night with you.

He always sleeps through breakfast, so you always nag him to eat lunch.

"Only if I get to eat you for lunch" He grins at you.

You groan and push him away. Dude can be so cheesy.

Never lets you wear your own sweaters or jackets. He wants you to wear is giant, orange parka, always.

He saw you shiver and immediately draped it over your shoulders.

His parka smells like his cologne and weed.

You always tell him "Babe... you're gonna make my hair smell like weed.

Speaking of weed, boy is always offering you some.

"Babe, can we please smoke by the water?"

You look at your phone. "Kenny, it's like 3 am..."

You, of course, do it anyways. It's fun getting high with your hot, blonde stoner bf.

*Queue Moonlight by Kali Uchis*

He makes sure to bring plenty of water for the dry mouth and your favorite snackies when you get the munchies.

He loves to feed you the snacks himself, he loves spoiling you.

"I want to do this with you every night for the rest of my life"

𝓝𝓢𝓕𝓦

Everyone already knows Kenny is a horny ass man, so it was no surprise when you couldn't get him off of you.

Cannot fucking resist teasing you every second.

Would whisper in your ears in the car while you're just minding your own business.

"Can't wait to fuck your brains out"

The face you made when he whispered that satisfied him a lot.

Everywhere you went on that trip was a place to fuck.

The tent? Yep. Some random isolated place in the middle of the woods? Yup. The showers/bathroom? You betcha.

Asked you to go skinny dipping with him in the middle of the night.

You were freezing cold of course.

This dude has the audacity to say "Aw, you can come to me to conserve warmth"

Obviously, this whole thing was a ploy to hold you while you were naked.

He would instantly start to suck on your neck, while massaging your ass with both hands.

You dug your fingernails into his back and in response he bit your neck.

Your moans made him grin, he loved how easily you melted into his touch.

Turned you around so he could grind his cock between your ass.

Wrapped his arms around your shoulders and whispered into your ear while he grinded against you.

"You're fucking perfect"

When shit was getting super heated, he walked you over to an isolated rock so you could hold yourself up on it while he fucked you.

You held on to that rock for dear life while he pounded you.

He loved watching how your body looked under the moonlight.

His favorite thing about standing doggy style is being able to watch himself pull out all the way and slam back into you.

Always riles him up when you stroke his ego.

You whine out, "Ah, its too big Kenny!"

Kenny smirks and says "Aw, but you take me so well, baby"

He only fucks you harder when you whine and whimper.

Takes him forever to cum, you probably came three times by now.

That's fine by him, he enjoys overstimulating you.

You were losing your grip on the rock and your legs could no longer stand, so he has to hold you up.

Kenny knows his job is done when you are about to collapse.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum"

He finally hits his climax and he pulls out to cum all over your ass.

"My favorite sight in the world"

He's proud of the work he's done but notices you about to pass out and quickly uses the water to wash you off.

"My sleepy little princess"

After drying you off with a towel, he puts his parka on you and carries you back to camp.

"Ooh, remind me to fuck you while you wear this next time"

Dude's always thinking of the next time he gets to fuck you smh.

#south park fanfiction #south park x reader #kenny mccormick x reader #kenny mccormick x reader smut #south park hcs #south park #south park smut #kenny mccormick

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xreaderbooks · 4 months

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Reward | Leo Valdez

Summary: Reader has had enough to worry about without her boyfriend coming to ask her for help with a homework assignment.

based on this request

Warnings: Language, Aged-up, fluff, making out like constantly, very slight angst, readers bad at math (cuz i'm bad at math and i cant fake it for the fic)

Word Count: 1.8k

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"You want me to help you?" A quizzical look befell your face as you look up from your spot under the shaded tree. You sat by the edge of the lake, you were taking a quick break hiding from the younger campers who wanted to train with you as you were a crowd favorite with the new arrivals. You just needed a recharge, a moment away from the energy that overexerted you. "Of all people?"

Leo rolled his eyes, "Who else?"

You snorted, "Cabin 6 is that way." You pointed and nodded your head in the direction of the Goddess of Wisdom's cabin, filled with the brightest minds and much better options to help Leo with his current request.

"C'mon baby, please?" Your boyfriend pouted and lowered his chin to gain your favor with his golden brown eyes that, you were afraid to admit, made you weak.

"But I'm tired and I want to take a nap, using my brain will probably kill me at this point."

He knelt with outreached hands, you allowed him to hold both of your palms in his own, you should have known better. He used his strength to pull you up from the ground and brought you to his chest, his hands settled on your hips.

Instinctively you looped your arms around his neck and rolled your head to the right, tilted perfectly for him to mold his lips to yours. And he did, pecking chaste kisses onto your lips, pleading with you to join him in Bunker 9.

"I suppose I could be persuaded," You nudged your nose against his.

~~~

The moment you arrived inside the bunker and saw his work table, normally filled with scattered tools and mechanical pieces that were in the process of being fixed or tweaked, was now littered with papers.

Leo's homework was divided into five different sections that had their respective piles. "By some miracle, I finished everything else, now all I'm missing is this." He reveals papers that were held behind his back.

"Math." You skim the equations on the document in your hands, nothing on this page was anything you would be able to help him with.

The smirk on his face made you glare at him and fold your arms stubbornly, "Yup," Leo rolled two chairs over to the desk that felt like your new timeout spot.

"Honestly, I feel like I shouldn't be subjected to torture because you decided to take courses over the summer."

"What happened to 'you die, I die'?" He reiterated the phrase you had spoken to him as a sort of mantra during the war. Your jaw dropped at the use of them being thrown back in your face and quickly shut it close.

"In the face of war!" You exclaimed and shrugged it off, "Just for that, you can die alone."

"I did, it wasn't my vibe," He twirled a strand of your hair, and let it fall back into place, stepping back with a hand on his hip leaning the other on the table. "Aren't you testy today?"

"It's been a day, the kids were hard to gather and once I had them riled up they wanted to learn this specific trick they've seen me do but how many times can I let them down gently and tell them they need to learn the basics- drills that they've repeated hundreds of times, that some still aren't getting and will possibly die if they get caught by a monster if they don't get-" You inhale deeply, "So what do I do? I let them learn the hard way to get it through their heads that it's not as simple as it looks and I've only managed after years of fucking practice. And you know what?"

"What?" You wanted to smack the amused smirk off of Leo's pretty face.

"They didn't pick it up like I knew they wouldn't, now they hate me but still wanna train with me because they still want me to teach them. My body is sore, I'm tired and I hate you for making me do homework," You pout.

He approaches you with caution, slowly caressing your cheeks in his hands, he presses his lips against yours that were currently being smushed together by his hands. It was a quick but meaningful kiss, only for him to say "I'm going to fail if I don't get this done."

"Leo!" You push him away from you. "What the hell do you mean, you're going to fail, you've been cooped up in here all summer!"

A sheepish smile and pink-dusted cheeks appear at your sudden outburst, he chuckles nervously knowing he just put the cherry on top of your already bad day. "I've been behind on a couple of assignments and I've finished most of them already, I'm mostly caught up"

"Mostly?" You were going to strangle him. You haven't spent much time together lately because of his homework. He decided to take summer classes to get ahead, and he's been busy ever since. You were constantly teaching the younger campers, and helping out around camp, whether in the infirmary or setting up activities to keep busy and you loved it but you missed your boyfriend.

"But Nyssa had this project she'd been working on and I couldn't help it."

You rolled your eyes and sighed, you couldn't be upset with him- not completely, you understood how hard it was for Leo to stay focused on a task that wasn't something he could physically tinker with, but there had been moments where you wanted to just be with him in his presence and you stopped yourself from going to him knowing that you'd only be a distraction.

"I promise this is the only one left," He takes your hand and leads you to sit on a chair then sits in another one next to you.

"I'm so annoyed with you right now," You snatch the paper and look over the equations.

An hour and a half into the 50-question work packet, you and Leo moved to the mattress lifted by wooden pallets used for shipping crates. 36 out of 50 equations were done, with work shown, Leo had barely any trouble working on it as he was naturally good with numbers you weren't sure you were needed at all.

You solved a couple for him when he got bored and started leaving trails of kisses from your cheek to your neck and shoulder, you were sure the answer was right and took a break, though when he pulled out of his dazed and loving state he looked over it and kissed you deeply.

"What was that for?" You asked in a whisper.

"A reward," He held your chin with his forefinger and thumb, pecking your cheek. "For helping me with my homework."

"Well, if I don't help you get this done, who will?"

"Malcolm and I are pretty tight," Leo has a deep stare on your lips, his thumb swipes your swollen bottom lip. "You've also got eight of them wrong, Mi Amor."

"I did nine of them," You did the math- that you weren't good at in your head, piecing together that you indeed sucked. "Why'd you ask me to help you, if you knew that I couldn't do math."

"I wanted to be around you, it's been a while since we've been alone." He toys with the bracelet he gifted you on your first anniversary, five charms for the five years you've been together since you confessed your feelings at age 17 after the war ended. You met at age 15 when Annabeth brought him to camp, and the rest is history.

"I'm still annoyed at you, you know, just because I've let you kiss me a couple of times doesn't mean-" He cuts you off with another kiss like earlier, catching you off-guard, intense and full of feeling. You immediately kiss back, not having the willpower to not, succumb to the charms he begrudgingly has on you.

You deepen the kiss by entangling your hands in his hair pulling his impossibly closer, it was a synchronized dance at first, the years of being used to the pattern of each other's kiss being shown in the heavy minutes of your mouths moving together in passion. It soon became heated, teeth clashing, tongues moving sloppily, mouths chasing each other after breaking apart two seconds at a time for breath.

Leo gently laid you on your back, breaking apart to take off his shirt, the moment it slipped off you brought him down to you, he fit perfectly between your legs. You gasp at the sensation of him grinding against you. He parts his lips from yours, to which you whine softly. He licks a stripe from your neck to your jaw and sucks until he's satisfied with the way you sigh and rock your body up and clutching onto the blades on his shoulders on his back.

He repeats licking, sucking, and kissing soft kisses as an apology for the spots he bit until you were sore.

You pull away from him and flip your bodies so that you are on top, you grab his wrists and pin them to the top of the pillows to see his reaction and wanting to be in control for a while. You gave him the same treatment and brought your body lower so that you could kiss all over his chest and back up.

You sat up to breathe fresh air, straddling him and releasing his hands only for him to intertwine his hands with yours and play with your fingers. He bucks his hips up playfully, and you jump slightly, your eyes widen for a second, and your lips turn up in a grin.

"You've gotten better at not... you know," You hint at the control Leo's gained with his fire powers. Heated makeouts like this were often interrupted by the smell of smoke or his skin feeling feverish.

He lets go of your hands and places his larger hands on your hips, you ignore the butterflies that flutter in your heart and stomach at the way he rubs up your waist and hips. "My hair was steaming earlier, I was hoping you didn't notice, thankfully you didn't or this would've been awkward."

"It's not awkward when that happens Leo, it's a little funny, to be honest, part of the reason why I love you." You tell him earnestly, "Nothing's awkward with you, you're my best friend."

"I love you," Leo responds with unwavering eyes on yours. "I'm sorry for the time we lost."

"It's okay, we were just making up for it."

~~~

holy gods, I haven't read this series in forever

I feel like it's a crime to admit I haven't read the new book yet, i'm rereading the series and waiting for the episodes to come out before i watch the show so im going in timeline order... just wanted to let y'all know. oh, and also i haven't fully read the trials of apollo which i know has info on where the HoO people are at in their lives that i'm not aware of...

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user2772636 · 11 days

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Mr. Beauty and Brains

A chicken shop date

《~/♧\~》

An interview with a famous philosophy professor who gained fame from being one of the youngest in his field and being an attractive one, too. Is an interview for a first date too much?

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Professor!Joseph Descamps x Interviewer!Reader

Warnings: None, just fluff

Yes, this is in direct reference to Amelia Dimoldenberg's Chicken Shop Date.

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Joseph Descamps was just a normal philosophy professor. He taught at an English university, a bit far from home, but it pays well.

Emphasis on was.

When one of his students posts a video of him with the caption, "When your philosophy teacher is your age," he goes from living a normal life to worldwide news.

Everyone commented on his young age, yes, but they mostly comment on how good-looking he was. Back in France, he wasn't really considered good-looking. More so "mid-looking." He guesses it's him growing out his hair.

So, maybe, just maybe, when you were scrolling through your news feed and found the man in an article called "Young and beautiful: Philosophy professor gains fame," you thought to interview him.

It would benefit you and your fans. Your fans because they seem to be interested in the man, too, and you because your channel can grow. Plus, a date with beauty and brains? Who would turn that down?

So when you got in contact with him, asking for a date-interview, expecting him to say no, he surprisingly agreed.

There you were now in that chicken shop, ready for a date with the hot philosophy professor. What could go wrong?

《~/♧\~》

"I actually watch your videos." Joseph says casually, dipping his fries into some ketchup and nibbling it down. Though he teaches in London, his french accent is very audible.

"Really?" I ask in disbelief. I didn't know professors, especially pretty ones like him, watched videos like mine.

"Yeah. That's why I agreed." He chuckles, taking a sip of his drink. "I saw your text and didn't believe it. I was in the middle of my class, my students were taking an exam, and then suddenly, your name popped up. I literally stood up from my chair in shock. Ask one of thosw kids, they'll tell you."

I laugh at the situation, then act unsurprised. "Oh, yeah, well, I tend to give people that reaction. You know, Jude Bellingham quite literally passed out."

He laughs out loud, whipping his head back. When he regains composure, he asks a question that gets me weak in the knees, and I'm already sitting down.

"Yeah?"

Fuck, he sounded good. It's weird to think he's a teacher.

"Yeah."

"Well, anyone would if it's a date with you." I smile slightly, blush coating my cheeks.

"I know."

《~/♧\~》

"I heard you used to model." He chuckles, bringing a hand to the back of his neck.

"Yeah, I did. Just needed to pay for my own education." He tilts his head, smiling up at me. Why is he so cute?

"That's cool. I mean, you are pretty tall." I shrug, keeping my act up. He smiles at this even more.

"Why do you act like that?" He asks, voice low.

"Like what?" I act dumb, nibbling on my food.

"Like you hate me." I squint, looking to the side.

"Well, what if I do?" I raise my eyebrows in question.

"You don't." He's right. I don't.

"How are you so sure?" I clear my throat, the tension in the air thick.

"I just do." He leans back in his chair. "But that's alright. Turns me on."

"Yeah, I totally hate you." He laughs a breath, and I roll my eyes with a smile.

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"What's your type?" I ask, sipping on my drink.

"Um, probably smart girls. I like them smart." He nods, and I nod along.

"Well, not to brag or anything, but I competed in maths all throughout high school." I purse my lips, shrugging. He leans in with endearment.

"Did you really?" He seems so eager. I'm suddenly thankful for all of the late nights I stayed up during my school years.

"Yup. Nothing special." I take a bite of my chicken, and Joseph only stares with wide eyes and a half open mouth.

"That's... That's fucking hot." He leans back, wiping a hand on his face.

"Oh, don't be so dramatic." He chuckles briefly, leaning back in with his arms on the table.

"Oh God, marry me." It was my turn to laugh. When he doesn't laugh with me, my smile drops.

"Are you serious? Why?" I furrow my brows, genuinely confused. This beautiful and smart man in front of me wants to marry me?

"Cause I'm in love with you? I mean, I got a job early in my age, maybe I should get married early, too." He shrugs as if it were simple.

"In your dreams, Mr. Descamps." He licks his lips with a smile, and I almost melt.

"I was hoping for an "I do", but that works, too. I'll dream about you." Why does he have to talk like this. Damn the french.

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When I get reminded of the fact there's a camera crew neside us recording every single interaction, I secretly wish they hadn't captured the way his knees touched mine under the table, or how his fingers fiddled with the tips of mind when both our hands were on the table.

We were about to say goodbye, when-

"Can I get your number?" Joseph asks, towering over me with his hands in his pockets. I was gonna say yes a million times, then pull him in to make out with me, but that's a bit too much. Some teasing might work.

"What, you want another interview?" I ask, smiling a bit up at him.

"No. But I won't mind it. I just want you." I blush at this, my legs feeling jelly again, worse now that I'm stood up.

"Sure, whatever, I don't care." He hands me his phone, and I jot the number down, not failing to notice the name,"Mrs. Descamps" placed on the contact already. I don't stop it.

"I'll text, I promise." He purses his lips, looking at me with genuinity. I smile softly, kissing his cheek.

"I know you will." I get up on my tip toes to kiss his cheek.

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So, you may or may not be on the top most tweets on the internet, name next to Joseph's on the tag, "#MrDescampsCSD."

After the video was posted, people started shipping you. They gave you the ship name "J-Y/N." You wouldn't say it bothered you, because it doesn't.

And yes, the media caught you kissing his cheek. And yes, they think you're dating. But who's dumb enough to believe that?

"Chérie?" A voice calls out from your flat's corridor, followed by the door closing and keys dropping on the table.

"In here!" I shout from my place on the couch. I feel lips press on my temple.

"Half day today, I told you. I'm making lunch." Joseph Descamps says as he peeks at what you're reading.

"What's J-Y/N?" He squints his eyes at the screen, trying to read a bit more. I pull the phone from his sight, sitting up.

"Nothing you need to worry about, joli. Come here." I stand up, wrapping my arms around his shoulders. Always, after work, no matter what time he gets off, he'll receive a hug and more from me.

He sighs deeply, loosely wrapping his arms around my waist and inhaling my scent.

"I needed this."

"You always do." I kiss his hair, swaying absentmindedly.

Okay, you have to admit, it's pretty cool thinking that you were just interviewing him and now you live in the same place. He was only a professor before he met you. Now he's in love.

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This is so cutesy. Also made this bcs of lando. Like ik im late asf but atleast its smth 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

#joseph descamps #joseph descamps x reader #mixte1963 #fame au #professor #interview #chicken shop date #fluff #social media #fanfic #reader insert

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oceanlipgloss · 4 months

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10.1.2024

—nsfw

I just wrapped up Chapter 3 and started Chapter 4, and THERE'S AN H-SCENE RIGHT AFTER THE FIRST STORY. It's going to be Bimet's. It has to be. I can feel it in my bones Belial is still being treated in the hospital and no other demons were introduced or are likely to show up rn anyways so it only makes sense (edit 1: IT'S BIMETTTTTT)

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intro: hehe looks pretty unhinged to me I'm taking this to mean that Bimet goes from being poised to using a couple of brain cells oui, sounds good to me And! I really like how his irises are the shade of molten gold. I love his design, period the character design in this game is perfection overall God bless fr

update I: Satan, Sitri, and Ppyong being jealous cuties annoyed with Mammon? Aw yiss <3

update II: Bimet is blushing ALREADY, and he's almost begging MC to let him 'help' her. Goddamn, bro, have some dignity lol humour and jokes aside, though, Bimet is very much about materialism, so such behaviour makes perfect sense and is expected of him. I like the realistic take on it i.e. money and riches would make him do anything, that kind of thing. He also seems to have become VERY fascinated with MC after Mammon made her his master

update III: yup, MC either stands there butt naked, crawls under the covers or cloaks herself and turns into a reaper. And given what's about to happen, just imagining her sitting on the edge of the bed huddled up like an old lady is comical to say the least lmao

update IV: kneel, before your queen aaand he knelt I have a weird feeling about that

update V: yeah hon, I figured as much does that mean Mammon used to be the one that aroused him most? I also find his wording interesting, particularly the 'owned his Majesty Mammon' part, as it suggests that he may view living beings—and now even his very own king—as another 'brand' of possessions. Look at his face though, the man is gonna snap snapped like a button off a shirt

update VI: run for it, MC he totally lost it lmao it's all at once intriguing, sort of hot and funny to see him act like this. He always carries himself so elegantly and speaks with such sophistication, yet he's so worked up rn that he's basically functioning with half a brain

update VII: why are his eyes bloodshot and why is he acting like a cat and why do I feel like he's this close to holding her foot and kissing her toes or worse pls don't do that she hasn't even cleaned them

update VIII: he seems to get off on the idea of serving her, but if I'm being honest, I don't like the idea of someone viewing themselves as a servant to the other. It feels degrading no matter how I look at it. However! This is merely my 'humane' voice talking, if you will, because taking into account Bimet's Timophilia and the way in which he thinks makes this such an excellent take on his scene and the very foundation of it—it's smartly dark and perfectly in character. I appreciate that a lot and enjoy the twisted tinge to it. With that being said, let me continue reading and see what he plans on doing next I can guess

update IX: ...I really saw that coming from a mile away, huh? NOW he's going to lick or suck them, isn't he?

update X: STOP THAT THIS INSTANT, BIMET. SHE DIDN'T EVEN WASH HER FEET BEFORE THIS I TELL YOU Hands? Sexy. No offense though, I can't see what about feet is...exciting. I understand that feet to some people are like abs to others, but...yeah

update XI: MC is the master of two rich men now congrats

update XII: I'm going to passionately ignore the first part of this extremely unholy sentence and say that him placing her leg on his shoulder is HOT ASF I may or may not have a thing for that

update XIII: slurp slurp squish squish flashbacks is this wording style dedicated to Mammon and his subordinates or something? lol And it seems like Tartaros's devils are fond of slurping sipping from MC's swimming pool the fuck did I just say

update XIV: she's holding his horns for support YESSSS the horns, guys, the handles hornssss and pls look at him iswtg he's losing it

update XV: I CANNOT TAKE IT WHEN TOUCHING THEIR HORNS MESSES THEM UP IT MAKES ME GO WILD

update XVI: sexy slippery things horns pffff MC tho? Girl genuinely needs a floatie or two like how tf does she keep getting even wetter how is she anatomically built? Does her water source know no end?

update XVII: at first glance it seems like he's throwing shade, but logically, this is his way of telling her that he was prepping her for the stick what's next ik he's doing this because she's his master and he would kill to be her servant but that was considerate of him, so good job ig lol ngl though this is such a funny sentence, it comes off both as a roast AND a 'kindness'

update XVIII: fuckkk something about them taking their clothes off as she watches is mmm look another kink

update XIX: someone tell him that MC isn't the CEO of the universe this is hot in a weird makes-the-heart-flutter kind of way And: "so 'this' is yours as well" damn, even his dick I mean his hot object no, his thing belongs to MC now hallelujah

update XX: I really like Bimet, but this has got to be the funniest sex scene I've ever read because I assure you, I am NOT taking it very seriously lmao

update XXI: broooo this is so silly-dramatic it's like a comedy sketch omg lol and MC—as per usual—judges and deduces as she gets railed are u not affected at all

update XXII: boy looks half-crazed And it's obvious from his sprite but wow is he fucking RIPPED which carving knife did God use to chisel that body, honey? her feet look cursed tho ngl I'm also trying to figure out the physics and anatomy behind how he managed to rail her while she was still sitting on the edge of the bed because he JUST entirely moved her on top of the bed and I'm like, eh???

update XXIII: MC is dying going to pieces that's more like it

update XXIV: that's sexy, Bimet

update XXV: yes yes yes. YES. That's what I'm talking about. I love the change in his mood and attitude. At the moment, Bimet wants MC because to him, she's currently 'richer' than Mammon himself, but if Mammon were to no longer belong to her, Bimet would not want her like this anymore. It's so logical but fucked up and dark, which is why IT TICKLES MY FANCYYYY

update XXVI: something about how he's asking her to make sure that Mammon stays hers is making my heart flip because it's almost like he's telling her 'I want to keep being aroused by you,' and I know that's messed up of him in a sense, but GOD IT'S HOT, IT'S SO HOT

update XXVII: the insults compliments keep on coming lmao he means that in a good way weird but okay (edit 2: he next says that 'it's a relief he can make her happy,' meaning these qualities of hers aid him in doing so)

update XXVIII: the others couldn't but he could. He's got power fr money power glory but really now, how come he was able to and the others weren't I'm curious am I missing something here

update XXIX: sjswjdsnjsns I LOVE that expression on him OH GOD speaking of expressions, I just remembered Satan's heart-eyes expression and fuck, it's SO CUTE and it makes me feel something

update XXX: MC made me think of that one yowling cat that goes 'nonononononono' also dude I am howling at these descriptions like PLS LMAO

update XXXI: this is a sweet gesture with unusual undertones. He cares about her in a delusional (in all honesty) and strange manner, but he doesn't quite like her for who she is like others do (i.e. Satan (my bby♡) and Mammon). Yet, he's giving her the first thing he ever considered to be his, and knowing his mentality, that's a big deal—it shows just how seriously he takes this no matter how funny it appears to be. But not him describing Solomon as a saucy man lmao love that saucy must be a hereditary trait I'm also very fond of the concept of giving someone something and asking them to give it back one day with an arrogant expression and saucy words, of course it's such a sentimental concept that has a tint of mystery to it.

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+note: I mentioned this earlier, but the way Bimet's Timophilia was handled was smart and very proportionate to his character. I just have a note on Bimet's character, specifically in the final part of the scene.

I'm going to say that while Bimet really enjoys serving MC, I don't approve of how he talks about himself as though he's an object and not a living being (i.e. by saying 'if you feel like I have value'). There's dark beauty to this theme, and it's so damn good it feeds my love for the twisted things lol more importantly, that's just how Bimet's mind often works: materialistically, so he doesn't have an issue with referring to himself that way.

From a sound perspective, though, it's sad that he holds such a view, because in reality he is neither an item to be used nor a servant; also, MC being Solomon's descendant, as well as Bimet quite literally believing the delusion that she's the richest person in the world, both don't mean that MC has the right to weigh anyone's value—that's not to say she will do so—no matter how much he believes that she does.

However, this is a HUGE compliment on my part. What I'm saying is, it's on par with who Bimet is and how he thinks. Basically, it's these themes and mangled aspects to the characters that play a great part in making this entire game such a refreshing pleasure. I really hope it stays that way.

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lynx-of-skies · 4 months

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Order #1 : Caramel Milk Boba, and Iced Coffee with Cupcakes

Note : Wooo! First order of the day- well more like night but oh well!

Scholar!Albedo

How he protects you

Scholar!Albedo is not one to get into conflicts, often taking long paths to class just to avoid any fights and to continue on with his studies.

As a straight A student and one of the most popular student in school, a lot of admirers and fans of him quickly notice how you are getting "special treatment".

Albedo giving you waves in the hallway, saying hello whenever you walk up to him, blatantly ignoring the girl talking to him, or sitting down next to you during lunch, not so much as glancing at the jocks asking to hangout with him.

So, a few of jealous admirers decided enough was enough, and had created a devious little plan to get you out of the picture and away from Albedo.

Walking down the empty and echoey halls of the university, even after being here for a year it's still kinda hard to navigate, it was like a labyrinth in it's own right. Class has ended a long time ago, but where was your dorm again? Was it a left turn or a right turn? Wait- did you walk pass the hall to the dorms?

Sighing, you headed to the chemistry room. Why? Because Albedo always stays after class to continue to conduct experiments in the Chem. room, and whenever you get lost in the maze of the halls, Albedo always offers to lead you back to the dorms.

Soon enough you found the hallway to the science rooms but just as you took a turn-

*SLAM*

You were slammed against the wall, looking up you saw a group of 3 girls. All of them looking pretty pissed and furious, the one who slammed you against the wall spoke up.

"Well well well, guess who decided to show up? The little stray wondering around the school, listen here you little shit. You better stay away from Albedo got it? We both know he's better than you, and he shouldn't hangout with a fleabag like you."

The girl sneered down at you, her nails digging into your arm, making you wince a little, the other girls snickered at the sight. The other two girls walked up to you, "We're going to give you a lesson you'll never forget, so your little pea brain doesn't forget our little warning." Two of the girls held you in place while the leader readied herself to punch you. The girl lifted her fist swinging it down-

"What's going on here?"

The girl's fist stopped a inch away from hitting you, looking to the the right was Albedo staring at the scene in front of him. The girls quickly pushed you away, putting their hands behind their back, acting like nothing has happened.

"Albedo! Uh- nothing going on here. Just some friendly banner!" The girl gives you a look, 'Agree or else you'll regret it'. Averting you eyes you shuffle a little, fidgeting with your clothing, looking down at the ground.

"Y-yup! Just some friendly banner is all..."

Albedo looked at you, there was no emotion in his expression, just a pokerfaced student. After a few seconds of silence Albedo started walking over, "I see...well then, I hope you can explain to me why you have this?" Albedo quickly pulled out a small can of pepper spray out of the girl's purse, looking at her with a death stare. The girl gasped, trying to get back from Albedo.

"T-that's just for self defense-"

"-But as per stated by the rules of the university, pepper spray is not allowed regardless of it's purpose. The university has no track record of any violence nor assault in it's hundreds of years of teaching. Well, until now, hitting another student? You know, I believe in an eye for an eye, I will be more than willing to do the same thing you were going to do my friend here. Go on, hit them, I dare you."

Albedo darkly stared at the girl in the eyes, being dead serious, the girl backed off, as well as the other girls.

"I-I'm telling the headmaster about this!"

The girls then ran off, leaving you and Albedo alone in the hall way, Albedo looked over at you.

"Are you alright? They didn't harm you did they?"

"I'm fine...but..aren't you worried they're going to get you in trouble?" You commented, looking at Albedo in concern.

Albedo chuckled, a small smile appearing on his face, "No, I'm not worried in the slightest. After all, why would the university's Golden Star threaten someone? That just doesn't make any logical sense."

How his crush developed on you

Scholar!Albedo is heavily focused on his studies and schoolwork, rejecting every admirer who confesses to him with no more then a sigh.

After all, what's the point of having a partner in school when school work takes the majority of the time? At least that's what he thinks.

Since freshman year in college he's been working on majoring his Biochemistry and Molecular Biology, and minoring his Visual Arts, it's been 2 years now, and now he's a Junior, he's done countless of rejections...

...But why does he get nervous around you? Why can he barely speak to you clearly when he can speak in front of the entire class with no problem? Why does he get all fuzzy and warm inside just from you laughing? It appears Albedo must conduct some experiments to get to the bottom of this...

After long day of classwork, experiments, presentations and essays, Albedo was just ready to take a small break for once. Normally he's not one to take breaks, but maybe today he could take one, just a small break.

Entering the library, Albedo and the librarian, Lisa, giving each other a nod of acknowledgement before continuing back to their own devices. Albedo sat down at a quiet table in the corner, opening his sketchbook and grabbing his pencil, he began to quietly sketch. No more than a minute later a boy walks up to him, his face flushed and his body language being nervous. Albedo mentally sighed, it was going to be one of those days huh?

"U-uhm...A-Albedo? Can I ask you something?"

Albedo stopped his sketching, looking over to the boy, "Yes, what is it?" The boy took a second to take a breath, presumingly to calm himself down Albedo guessed.

"I-I...I like you a lot! A-and I was wondering if w-we could da-"

"-Apologies, but I don't feel the same way. I hope you understand, but I'm putting my studies first."

"O-oh...that's alright..I just needed to get this off my chest..." The boy quickly walked away, Albedo could just sense the heartbroken and gloomy aura around the boy as he walked. Albedo just continued on with his sketching, when suddenly a pair of hands covered his eyes from behind him.

"Guess who!~"

There it was, that voice of his friend, "[Name], you are the only person who are friends with me that does this...."

"Aw! But it's fun doing it this way!" Albedo's eyes were uncovered, allowing him to see the culprit. You. One of his closet friends in the university. Energetic compared to his introverted and reserved self. You plopped right next to Albedo, "Sooo, are you finally taking a break? It's about time!"

"Yes I am...what are you doing here? Normally you would be hanging out with that musician Venti." Albedo raised an eyebrow, looking over at you.

"Wellll, I wanted to see you! It's been awhile since we've hung out with each other! I missed you!" You gave a bright smile at him, it wasn't any different then any other smile you gave him. But this one...this one struck a cord in Albedo, his heart begun to speed up. His hands becoming clammy and the feeling of butterflies bubbling up inside him. Albedo was lost in his thoughts—Why was he feeling this way? Why does he feel all warm and fuzzy inside? What was happening to him? Was he sick? No that can't be-

"-bedo? Albedooo?"

Albedo snapped out of his thoughts and looked back at to you, coughing to clear his throat as well as his mind.

"Uhm- yes? A..apologies, I...spaced out for a moment..."

"Uh, anyway, I have to get going! See you next time! Bye!" Then you left, leaving Albedo behind in the library not before Lisa pulled you over and gave you a scold warning about being loud in the library. In the meanwhile, Albedo was mumbling to himself, his gaze focused on you, as you sheepishly smiled at Lisa, "I need to test out new experiment regarding this...feeling..."

Idol!Venti

Hidden Talents

Idol!Venti always had a nack for trying new things, playing a new instrument or trying a new hobby, he's open to pretty much about everything.

Being part of 6reeze, Venti loves trying to get into new hobbies that his other Idol members were into. Trying out cooking with Aether, playing video games with Xiao and Scara (even though Scara can be a sore loser), watching mystery movies with Heizou, and writing poetry with Kazuha.

But other times he likes to scroll through the internet for find things that catches his eye, after all, watching singers was what got him into singing in the first place.

After scrolling and scrolling through Pinteresting, Venti ended up looking at a video that hit him with a wave of inspiration, he quickly got up and bolted to the main entrance, he's sure he saw some craft store near by the apartment.

You were walking around the apartment, looking for a certain 6reeze member, as their manager it was your job to makes sure they didn't do anything reckless. Speaking of which, apparently from the bank a purchase of a bunch of craft materials was made and it was extremely costly, all high product materials. It wasn't hard to ask around the other band members if they made such a purchase.

Walking to Venti's room, you knocked on the door but heard no response, opening it you saw the room with no Venti in it. Looking around you noticed he left is laptop open, sighing you closed the laptop. Walking back out of Venti's room, grabbing your phone and texting Venti.

'Venti, where are you!? Did you make a purchase recently?'

'Oops! Yeah I did, I'm on my way back from the store now actually! Brb.'

Sighing you walked to the main entrance, waiting for Venti to appear, just as you went to unlock to door Venti opened it, holding 3 bags of something from the local crafts store. Giggling a little Venti gave you a smile stating, "Before you get all mad at me spending this money...can I do something first?" After thinking a while you nodded and Venti giddily hopped his way back to his room, closing the door. After a few hours Venti comes out of it, holding something behind his back with a smile.

"Soooo, I knew you were going to be upset with me spending a lot of money- but I made you this!" Venti pulled the thing from behind his back presenting it to you. It was a little crocheted plush of your favorite animal! Taking it, you held it, it was perfectly made, incredible for a beginner!

"Woah...you made this? Have you crochet before?" You asked, looking over at Venti.

"Ehe~ Nope! This is my first time! Hehe~ I guess those sewing lessons with Kazuha kinda helped!"

Idol!Kazuha

How he protects you

Idol!Kazuha is crushed on by many, MANY, fans of his, something about a quiet, well mannered guy draws people to him, who would've known?

The rest of the 6reeze members often have to deal with their own fans and work. Some handle it better than others, some..worse (*Cough* Xiao-Scara *Cough cough*) but then again, this was in the job description, being an Idol means having a lot of fans.

And having a lot of fans will get you some....more unsavory ones...which will try to cause harm to others.

But being an Idol, Kazuha couldn't just threaten them, that would but a negative reputation on the group, Kazuha would just have to try another method to protect you...

Today was a peaceful day, the wind was a gentle breeze and it was a perfect temperature to go outside. Deciding to go outside today, 6reeze put on their masks and headed out. You however, was dragged along with them, Venti had to beg you to come along. Saying, "this was the only chance for all of us to hangout with each other!"

Walking down the sidewalk to the nearest Cafe, a handful of undercover bodyguards followed closely. Even though the 6reeze members were wearing masks to hide their identity, one can never be to careful can they?

"Ooh! Ooh can I get one of those little bunny cake pops?! Oh! And a sweet tea!"

"Black coffee, no sugar got it?"

"Hm...I'd like a vanilla latte, hot please. Xi- I mean....Shade, what would you like?"

"Nothing. I'm good"

"I'd like a iced coffee."

"I would like a hot caramel latte"

Watching as the 6reeze members choosing their coffee you mentally sighed at the poor barista having to take their orders. Once the order was finished, you took out your card to pay, the barista gave you a sympathetic look before taking your card. Once everything was paid for and you were given your card back, you and the 6reeze members (and the bodyguards) went to the park. Some of the members just sitting down on a bench, while some others were admiring the landscape.

Unfortunately, you're gonna need to take off a mask to drink something so it was inevitable that people will recognize them. For just being in the park for 30min in a isolated area, a crowd has already formed. As the manager you and the bodyguards blocked other people from getting too close from the 6reeze members.

"Apologies but the 6reeze members are not meeting with any fans currently-"

Just as you were going to finish your sentence a fan grabbed your wrist and pulled you down to get you out of the way, causing you to collapse to the floor. Kazuha seeing this, quickly helped you up, checking for any injuries with a concern look.

"Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, come on, I'll call the limo to pick us up"

What was suppose to be a relaxing hangout day turned into chaotic in a blink of an eye. The 6reeze members entered the limo with you as well, somehow being able to avoid the paparazzi that was scouting the area.

Later that day, the 6reeze members made a post.

Kazuha(@6reeze)

'To those who forcibly push, shove, or pull others to see 6reeze. We do not condone this kind of behavior and will be avoiding those do such things. We want to provide a friendly environment in our community, and this kind of behavior will not be welcomed'

How his crush developed on you

Idol!Kazuha had wondered how a relationship with a celebrity would work in his early days. Would they have to keep it a secret?

But once Kazuha had gotten a hang of the idol life, Kazuha realized that having a relationship with someone would be a complicated process. Having fans knowing about their idol having a relationship with someone would make them upset if they didn't like the 'ship'.

But when ever he's with you, he can't help but smile, it was like his whole world lit up whenever you're around, and the other band members picked up on it. Venti giving Kazuha a teasing smile and raising his eyebrows whenever you weren't looking, Kazuha just faintly blushed in embarrassment before the blush disappears just in time when your turn around.

At was at first a manager-celebrity relationship, which turned to a friend-friend relationship, was it now a crush-friend relationship now?

Never did Kazuha thought that he would become an idol, but after creating the 6reeze band together in high school, they made it in the idol world after an Idol company scouted them. Of course being idol has some downsides, not having a regular life, being hounded by paparazzi in public, having to constantly practice dancing and singing.

But, even with all of these cons, the only pro that Kazuha was more than willing to have, is you. You just made his world, being the person that motivates him to push himself to his limits. You were just so sweet, when you guys first met Kazuha thought you were going to be one of those strict managers, but that couldn't be further from the truth. Afterall, you guys were friends, and friends motivate each other to do their best!

"Sooo, Kazuha. What are you thinking about hm?"

Kazuha looked up to see his band leader, Venti, leaning down with his hands behind his back behind the couch Kazuha was sitting on.

"Just thinking about our manager, why? Do you need something?"

"Nope, just curious~", Venti walked around the couch and sat down next to Kazuha.

"You know...I've noticed you've been spacing out a lot more than usual. Is there something bothering you?" Venti asked, looked over at Kazuha, Kazuha shook his head.

"No, I'm fine. It's just that..I've noticed that I've thinking about [Name] recently-"

"-Oh!~ Does someone have a crush on our manager?~"

Kazuha's cheeks flushed red at Venti's teasing, averting his eyes, "N-no! It's not like that, we're just friends..."

Venti looked shocked for a moment, he wasn't actually expecting a reaction like that from Kazuha, he thought Kazuha would just chuckle and wave it off.

"Hm...Kazuha, just how long have you been thinking about them? What do you feel when they're around?"

"Well, I'm not sure how long I've been thinking about them but...maybe a few weeks? And when I'm around them, I feel more motivated than usual, and that I want to try my hardest." Kazuha softly smiled at the thought of you cheering them on during rehearsals.

Venti just sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose before turning back and flicking Kazuha on the forehead. "You know...despite having the best senses out of us I'm surprised you still haven't figured it out."

"Figure out what?"

Venti sighed loudly at this, gesturing over to you who was busy working on your laptop with headphones on.

"Look at them and tell me you don't have a crush on them!"

Kazuha looked over at you, his eyes softening and a small smile appearing on his face. You looked up from your laptop, waving over at Venti and Kazuha with a smile before working again. Kazuha could feel his cheeks heating up a little as you smiled.

"....I beileve you're right Venti...I do have a crush on them..."

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bowandcurtsey · 2 years

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When the boys are drunk (Haikyuu)

Doing an Uno Reverse haha! Happy Birthday ma baby owl Bokuto ♡＼(￣▽￣)／♡ Such a precious husbando <3

Characters: Bokuto, Kuroo, Atsumu x f! reader TW: slight nsfw

Bokuto Koutaro

Soooo LOUD and WHINY. Good lord.

He goes from 0-10 in seconds and moments you wonder if he's bipolar. One moment he's: "y/n, I wuv you. You're my cutie pie, I'll wuuuvv you forveerrr"

The next moment: "I'm not good enough for y/n... She deserves someone that doesn't get drunk like me..."

But please, just coodle this boy and everything will be okay. Some days it's easy to get him out of the party. He moment he sees you, he's like a little puppy running into your arms and hopping into your car home. "I MISSED YOU BABY OWL"

Some days he'll be like "BABYYY~ Stay with me a little longer~" and he'll give you that puppy eyes.

When you finally drag him into the car, he sleeps. Sometimes he snores and drools. But he'll wake up when you arrive, it's like some auto pilot function he has, maybe for when he has super early trainings and his brain is not really functioning yet.

He'll start stripping his clothes the moment he enters the doors and you'll see a trial of clothes as he marches straight into the shower.

He's a sucker for when you dry his hair, he'll nuzzle into your belly and falls asleep again.

When you're done, he's like a broken record that repeats "I love you, baby owl" until you're both in bed and YOU have to cuddle him. He falls asleep real quickly like the precious little baby he is.

Kuroo Tetsurou

If you think that his usual teasing was annoying, wait till he's drunk.

"You missed me sooo much didn't ya baby? That's why you came to get me so quickly~"

"Hey guys, my wifey is here to pick me up, gotta go~" You always suffer from second hand embarrassment when you pick him.

He always says he's not that drunk but his speech is a little slurry. Somehow, he still walks straight but he has his hand draped over you when he walks because he's still protective of you even when he's drunk.

If he's really badly drunk, like he's vomiting and shit, he'll tell you not to worry continuously. Yup. Even though you're not asking. He then pulls you to the sofa or somewhere and goes to lie in your lap and nuzzle for a little while.

He finally drags himself into the shower and every single time he's out from the shower, he seems refreshed and wide awake. He then climbs into bed and pulls you real close and tight to his chest.

"I missed you," and then this horny bastard would have his hands everywhere. And before you know it you're in for a few rounds ;) This man is horny when he's drunk.

Miya Atsumu

He louder and more annoying when he's drunk. He wants to compete in everything.

"Let's see who can reach that bench first!" "Let's see who can shower faster!"

He's so drunk that sometimes he talks to the poster or an object, and then get a little upset that it doesn't respond.

"Hey, you're pretty... but my girlfriend is prettier.." He talks to the Marilyn Monroe poster at the bar, and all you can do is sigh and pull him away.

"Hey look! my pretty girlfriend is here!" he beams when he sees you and then gives you lots of PDA. Holding you, peppering your face in kisses, this boy is shameless.

When he's drunk to a certain extent, he gets really quiet. He suddenly becomes all cool and suave you wonder if he has split personality and became Osamu at times.

Then you realise he's actually really sleepy and just wants to go home.

This boy walks straight into the shower and comes out in 3 minutes, then he plops himself into bed. You have to go over and dry his hair for him because he's already asleep, even an earthquake won't wake him up now.

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papermonkeyism · 11 months

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Finished my first re-read of this book in twenty years. (original name Homeland, this is the Finnish edition.)

And yup, this sure is a thirty year old book. I don't know why I feel kinda disappointed, I knew exactly what I was getting into. It was somehow both not as bad as I remembered while also being in a way worse than I expected.

But nah, they're just evil. Grinning maliciously and taking unholy pleasure in being evil.

It's kinda frustrating read, to be honest. The story in itself isn't all that bad, I'd say, but it's hindered pretty bad by being based entirely on DnD mechanics, specifically the alignment system. Like, the story in itself makes sense, it tells about dark elves, who basically live in a cult, and the protagonist who's born into it, but will eventually abandon it and leave.

But instead of actually examining what living in a cult would be like, they're just evil. Maybe it's just my perspective, being someone who's been on the internet for a couple decades. I know people who come from abusive bacgrounds, and I've heard stories from people who've survived actual cults, and it would make perfect sense to treat the drow as a cult, except with their god being actually real and actively meddling with their lives to make the brain washing just that much worse. There's a lot of potential in there!

Like the main character is raised from the very start being indoctrinated in the spider cult, there's even a scene where he gets whipped (with a multi-headed magic whip made of living snakes) at the age of four or five for daring to look happily at a woman while being a child of inferior sex, yet he never acts like this kind of raising left any marks in the way he behaves. No trauma at all, what so ever. He keeps being openly surprised by his people not being nice to each other despite the book telling how he was raised to know his place. The guy has no self-preservation at all, he keeps wondering out loud at people with the power to hurt him and I just keep wincing so bad.

He somehow just speed runs his thirty years of life in life lessons in the last few days of the book. Like, you were raised into this your whole life, yet you're only learning all of it now?

(and why do you keep calling it "unholy" all the time, it's the only religion you've ever known. Also that one time he openly gasped about the unholiness at his sister, who's an entire priestess, and her reaction was along the lines of "yeah, but she's the goddess of our people", like why are you agreeing with him about the unholyness?!)

Honestly, you could very easily just rewrite the whole book, keep all the story beats as is, and take out the "always evil by default" racial setting without losing pretty much anything. You'd probably still need to keep the gods as real, physical entities the way they are, but it'd still make it a lot more beliveable.

I have much gripe about the tone of this book, apparently.

I mean, I do like some of the tropes it has, not gonna lie. More prominently in the later books, but still. There's a reason Drizzt was the favourite character of teenage me twenty years ago, and it's been so weird revisiting this story after all this time. I'm still having many mixed feelings here. Multiple emotions even. I don't even know what they are, but they sure are many.

Though, you know what's the worst thing? I am notoriously bad when it comes to names, I have some serious trouble learning and remembering even people I live with for extended periods of time. I can't name most of my old classmates despite them being people I spent 3+ years with, and it once took me over three months to learn the name Paula despite being such a simple and common belonging to one of my closest friends at the time. I'm bad with names. So why is it that I can still remember things like fucking Daermon N'a'shezbaernon, that's an absolute monster of a name, and I haven't thought about it for a single second in the past two decades, why the fuck do I still remember that one???!?

Anyway, onwards to the next book!

#shut up paper #Fun fact I just found out the character of Drizzt is as old as I am #Had to google the english name of the book and apparently the character was created in 1987

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mcflymemes · 1 year

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NO STRINGS ATTACHED PROMPTS * assorted dialogue from the 2011 film

i'm warning you. if you take one step closer, i'm never letting you go.

so what's up with not calling me back?

it's perfect. will you read it for me?

did you think we had sex? we did not have sex!

i know it's over.

are you having sex?

that is a terrible, self-destructive plan, and i'm behind you a hundred percent.

when we met, you weren't wearing pants.

can we not tell everyone?

how long have you two been together?

what i need is someone who's gonna be in my bed at 2AM who i don't have to lie to or eat breakfast with.

yup, i'm definitely gay.

look, i'm not really an affectionate person.

go on a date with me.

you are such an overachiever.

look at my face.

we're sex friends. friends with benefits. fuck buddies.

i can't keep doing this. i'm not gonna see you again.

look, i know i'm supposed to want to be in a relationship, but i just end up with a broken heart and a bunch of their old t-shirts.

if we were in a relationship, i would become a weird scary version of myself. my throat starts constricting. the walls start throbbing. it's like a peanut allergy, like an emotional peanut allergy.

hey, someone call charlie brown! we found the great pumpkin!

don't make fun of me!

i'm gonna call everyone in my phone until someone agrees to have sex with me.

i'm pretty good at archery.

let's smoke some weed.

i sprained my wrist punching a wall.

i'm not good at this stuff.

the box of fifty donut holes is $5.79. you're gonna need two boxes.

we fell asleep and we were spooning.

try to stay away from women who want to fuck you.

that was really mean.

don't do that. don't just disappear like that on me.

how much money do you have on you?

do you wanna do this?

well, i can't date you either.

you're very talented, but fuck you!

i guess i wanted to hear your voice.

i want you to know that i respect you.

you shouldn't listen to me.

thank you for what you did back at the restaurant.

do you want to get out of here?

it's not really possible.

you left your socks in my room.

if you're lucky, you're never gonna see me again.

congrats? for what? having sex with you?

i'm so sorry. i love you.

hey, you can't call me and tell me that you miss me.

if you really miss me, you need to grow up and get in your car and come and see me.

people aren't meant to be together forever.

i don't want to freak you out, but i'd love to hang out with you in the daytime sometime.

i thought you just said it.

i'm going to start peeing with the door open. it's going to get weird.

i can't focus on my porn with all this real sex going on around me!

i don't want to have that conversation on the phone.

we don't get to pick who we fall in love with, and it doesn't happen like it should.

we didn't break up. we never started.

you did a good job, so i thought you deserved a balloon.

you make my heart skip a beat.

yeah, i could do that.

can i say something? and don't take this the wrong way because you know i'll be your friend no matter what.

okay, where's that?

oh, by the way, it's the best sex of my life.

are you still there?

i made you a valentine's day card.

i'm assuming that's a good thing.

things were getting too intense so we decided not to see each other until we hook up with other people.

that's really sweet.

you always do this. you always find something wrong with everybody who likes you.

we were spooning with our clothes on which is like. ten times worse.

we are getting laid tonight!

is this about me not having a date?

god, i am single as fuck.

i understand what's going on.

you have to come with me.

i can't stop thinking about them.

this isn't really my place.

i'm telling you to be hurt. i can take it. the world can take it.

sometimes my neck gets sore because my brain is so big.

get in your car and drive away.

i know this is random. i just... um. i miss you. i miss you so much.

i don't know what to say.

you're fucking my ex-girlfriend?

i'm not gonna meet your parents.

don't list me as your emergency contact. i won't come.

you know i worry about you sometimes.

i think monogamy goes against our basic biology.

i just worked fourteen hours.

no one threw up on me today.

that was such a fail on my part.

if i catch you taking pictures of your dick one more time, i'm taking that thing away.

watch and learn.

you want to go with me to this stupid thing?

did i just pass out on your couch?

did you look at it?

oh my god, i love you so much.

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00belle00lovely00 · 2 months

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Hear me out on this..... Picky x Bubba x Bobby... (can I get some headcanons of them pls)

OH- POLY RELATIONSHIP HEADCANON. AKUYFGBSOUFGSOUGOWQUIGBEB- OKAY YEY!!!

*cracks knuckles*

I GOTCHU, BESTIE. I GOTCHU!

🍎📘❤️🍎📘❤️🍎📘❤️🍎📘❤️🍎📘❤️🍎📘❤️🍎📘❤️🍎

is it just me or I'd picture Picky and Bobby being outskirts/country people while Bubba would be a city boy.

These three are the epitome of if one needs something, the other two deliver. For example:

If Pickypiggy is hungry, Bobby would cook while Bubba helps out with reading the recipes' instructions.

If Bobby is feeling rather lonely (due to my latest headcanon saying she has attachment issues), Picky would inquire a picnic date with the three of them while Bubba is going to rambles about the new subject he has been investigating about.

If Bubba is having a hard time trying to solve a math problem, these two dumdums would try to join all their brain cells in trying to help. Which, at the end of the day, didn't help a lot. BUT. It surely owned a very laughs for the elephant.

corny/romance lover x bookworm lover x food lover.

They better have a club talk about their favourite things.

OH. THIS IS A GOOD HEADCANON HEAR ME OUT. Bobby is obviously a sucker for chocolate. It represents valentine, the matter of sweetness, and it's enjoyable to taste. But since Picky is the one in charge of the nutrition and Bubba is the smartass of the entire group, they both gotta be scolding her for her bad habits. She never grows out of it, so it becomes an ongoing shenanigans between the three of them.

Kickin is SHOCKED beyond thought to see Bubba pulling up two girls at the same time before he ever could LMAO.

What their date would be like? The movie theater obviously! There's food, there's corny romance and there's science fiction. THEY ARE GOING THERE IF THEY GET THE CHANCE!

I usually think Picky would be rather dismissive of the thought that she is considered pretty. Not like she is insecure about herself, but rather she has never really thought of herself highly like that. So whenever anyone like Bobby or Bubba compliments her, she usually says "Eeeh, I mean, I guess? But not really." Which THAT. OH THAT. THAT GETS THEIR ATTENTION INSTANTLY. I swear, they'd be taking care of Picky the MINUTE she says that.

Kickin: "NO, SERIOUSLY! What do you see on Wikipedia wanna be?!"

*Bobby and Picky paused, looked at each other and said at the same time*

Bobby: "He knows how to read romantic novels!"

Pickypiggy: "He knows how to cook"

I got a feeling the three of them love fantasy novels. Especially Little Red Riding Hood.

they fr are like: "Sure!" + "meh" + "well theoretically speaking..."

You know what would be funny? If Bobby one day decides to give some Valentine cards to both Bubba and Picky, but the thing is that it's in a poem. So then you got Bubba trying to figure out through re-reading Shakespeare to comprehend whatever the hell this letter is about. And while Picky? Oh, that girl only read the first part, accidentally read something along the lines of "you're so sweet" and came to the conclusion that it was edible paper. So yup. She ate it. The whole thing.

this isn't a headcanon of this ship. But talking about Picky eating stuff, I'm wondering if all the Smiling Critters are bound to be vegan. And if not, oh boy, who are we gonna tell Picky about bacon...

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sweetiesicheng · 9 months

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halazia - 03

word count : 1,587

warnings : eating

author note : i like writing cute things ~ i’m going to try to work on this more, but sometimes my brain isn’t good at writing hahaha

previous chapter - 02 | next chapter - 04 (tba)

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with a few days of working, you get a day off. you sit on your bed with a book in one hand while the other was grabbing cookies from a tin container next to you.

as you grab a cookie, your hand meets another. you move your book out of the way and look at mingi, who is sitting next to you with his laptop on his lap. he grabs a cookie and almost shoves the whole thing in his mouth while working.

"you know, i did say i could make two batches," you say to him.

mingi looks over and brings his headphones down and around his neck, "huh? did you say something?" he asks, holding the rest of the cookie in his hand.

you sigh with a smile but shake your head at him, "keep working," you tell him. he eats the rest of the cookie and puts his headphones back on.

you grab your glass of water off of your nightstand and take a sip before returning to reading. just as you're about to turn the page, your phone rings. you pick it up and answer the call, which is from your coworker.

"hello?"

"hey y/n, any chance you could come in today? chaeon got caught up in doing something for her husband," your coworker, eunha, says to you.

"oh, sure. i'll leave in a bit," you immediately reply while putting your book down on your bed.

"okay, thank you so much!" eunha says, "i'll see you soon."

"mhm. bye." the call ends and you put your phone down. you get out of bed and head to one of your clothing racks. you grab a sweater before tossing it on your bed. then, you grab a pair of jeans from a dresser.

"are you leaving?"

you turn around and see mingi getting off of your bed.

"yea, i have to help eunha," you answer.

"want me to walk you there?" he asks, walking over to you as you put your jeans on your bed.

"do you want to stay here? i'll go see if someone else is here," you reply, not wanting to disrupt him working.

mingi thinks for a second, "i do need to practice for something," he thinks aloud. "i'll go see if anyone else is home," he says and you nod. he reaches in and kisses your forehead before leaving the room while closing the door behind him.

you change into the sweater and jeans. then, you put on the pair of sneakers you usually wear before grabbing your bag and the container of cookies on the bed. while you pack what you need, the door to your room opens again.

"wooyoung's here. he said he'll take you," mingi says to you. "oh? i like that sweater on you," he comments with a smile before sitting in the edge of your bed.

"well, i hope you would like your own sweater," you say to him as you walk over to him. "see you later," you say and kiss him.

"see ya, pumpkin," he smiles. he settles back into his previous spot on your bed while you exit your room. you close the door behind you and head to the front of the house, where wooyoung is waiting at the door.

"hi, babe," wooyoung smiles.

"hi, handsome," you say and kiss him. "you don't have work?" you ask him.

he shakes his head, "no work for me, but i don't mind bringing you to work. i haven't done anything today so it'll be nice to get some fresh air." he says, adjusting his jacket. "ready to go?" he asks.

"yup," you answer with a nod.

wooyoung opens the door for you and both of you head out. he locks the door and both of you head into town together.

the walk isn't too long, but the streets are pretty busy as people get on with their lives.

"miss y/n!"

"hi!"

"mister garden man!"

"it's the garden guy!"

"hey, i'm not the garden guy!" wooyoung yells as the children laugh together.

"it's kind of cute," you reply with a laugh. "see you later."

wooyoung rolls his eyes. you kiss his cheek. "bye," he smiles at you before you walk away. you notice him wait until for you to go inside the building before he leaves. you put your bag down on a chair as some of the children come up to you.

"miss y/n, come play with us!"

"no! she promised we'd play house with me last time!"

"guys, i'll play with you but only if you'll behave. go play with everyone else for a bit," you said to them.

the kids scatter around and play with each other while you say hi to your coworker.

"so chaeon got pulled into another construction thing?" you asked eunha, who nods her head.

"probably some stupid thing for their house. they have a nice place anyways, i don't get why he always wants to change it up all the time and why he always wants to do everything by hand. we're angels, we can get stuff done with a clap or a snap of the fingers," eunha sighs while wiping an empty toy bin clean. "i owe you."

"don't worry about it. i wasn't doing anything," you reply.

"miss y/n! miss eunha! can you okay with us now?"

"yea, please come play!"

you look over at eunha, "looks like that's our queue." she puts down the bin and the towel she had been using.

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"love!"

you close the door to the daycare building behind you and turn to see san and seonghwa. the two of them are wearing training gear and look like they're walking home instead of flying.

"you're back? already?" you immediately ask san, who practically skips over to you.

"uh huh," he replies and wraps his arms around your waist before kissing you. you place your hands on his shoulders and kiss him back.

seonghwa coughs, "hey, i'm here too..." you and san stop kissing, and you look over at seonghwa. "where's my kiss?" he asks you.

"from me or her?" san asks him.

"definitely not you," he says to san.

san pouts but lets go of you, so you go over to seonghwa, who welcomes you into his arms, and kiss him on the lips too.

"hey, baby," he says with a smile.

"hi, hwa," you smile. "let's go home, and i'll cook dinner tonight," you say to both of them.

"ooh, i like the sound of that," san instantly says as the three of you start walking away together. "hey, why were you at work today? i thought you didn't work on mondays?" he asks you.

"oh, i had to fill in for someone," you answer him. "my friend got caught up in doing something with her husband, so there was no way she was going to make it," you explain to them. then, you hear seonghwa chuckle and look at him. "what?" you ask.

"you said "husband." i just wish you were talking about us," he says to you with a grin.

"she should be saying it plural," san says to him.

"i thought we weren't going to put labels on us," you say to them, remembering a conversation from a few months ago.

san wraps his arm around your waist, "come on. it sounds nice, doesn't it? wifey~" he kisses your cheek, making you giggle.

"i guess it does sound nice," you reply to him.

the three of you enter a more crowded area of town with seonghwa leading. you reach out to hold onto seonghwa's arm to make sure you wouldn't get separated with san still having his arm around your waist.

"oh, sorry," seonghwa apologizes when he bumps into a child. "hey, the stand that sells those cakes you like is over there? want any?" he asks you, peeking over his shoulder to look at you while speaking.

"mm...sure!"

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"did we really have to buy that many?" you question san, who decided to spoil you after not seeing you for a few days by buying you a bunch of small cakes.

"well, your sweet tooth won't mind," san replies as he takes a bite of cake from the container that is in his hand. you smack his hand. "hey, y/n," he pouts, "i'm not eating that much."

"can't you wait until after dinner?" you ask him as you chop some vegetables up on a cutting board.

"we're gonna eat it eventually, so why can't i eat it now?" he asks and takes another bite. "here," he says and cuts a small piece out with his fork. he stabs the cake with his fork and brings it up to your mouth. you take a bite of the delicious dessert and smile, "i knew you couldn't resist."

"only cause it's you," you reply.

"hey."

you turn your head and see hongjoong walking into the kitchen. he looks a bit tired but is smiling at the sight of you two.

"hi, honey," you smile at him, "you're home early for once," you mention since he is usually home late.

"managed to get stuff done, but yeosang and yunho are doing a favor for me, so they'll be home really late," hongjoong mentions. "hey, where's my piece in the cake?" he asks, noticing san eating.

"oh, i ate them all."

"the rest are in the fridge."

"shhh, love, we're supposed to keep it a secret."

"when did we ever say that?"

"um, just now?"

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quinloki · 3 months

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Okay, this ship ask game is like, a dream come true. Because now I get to go into la-la-land and you know exactly why. Arlong. The fish-man everyone else loves to hate and I just love to love. 100% going self-ship on this one.

I am going with something a little on the nose (pun not intended) for him, Prompt 25—Write about your ship bathing or swimming together. This....is probably going to go very long because I am running with this for all it is worth.

Now, my man is a fish-man so he has the lovely advantage of pretty much everything when it comes to water. He has built in flippers in not just his feet but his hands as well and the bastard gets to breathe underwater to boot. To top it all off, he's a saw shark with an attitude, so while he must be wary of sea kings he doesn't really need to worry about anything else.

Me on the other hand? I don't know how to swim. Yup, the infamous fish-man snagged himself (or rather he himself was snagged) a woman who cannot swim. This isn't to say I have a devil fruit either. Look, I haven't been to church in a loooooooong time but even I remember, if the devil offers you a fruit you say no and run in the opposite direction of him.

No, I just never bothered learning how to swim. It wasn't that I didn't have ample opportunities, Mom tried desperately to get me to learn. I simply refused. Why? Well, Arlong asked the very same thing one day while we were exploring an island. The question came about as we found a decent-sized, hidden lake in the middle of some woods with what seemed to be a stone-faced "cliff" on one side of it. There was a mini-waterfall from the cliff (it wasn't a cliff, there was a rock formation that had a high point where one could dive off of, but we're in the middle of some woods here).

Arlong was eyeing the lake and I could tell an idea of mischief was forming in his mind. We'd never been swimming together. Not once. Long ago he had asked why I seemed to avoid water as if it itself were a plague. I eventually, sheepishly told him I didn't know how to swim. That was a half-truth. He thought all this time I was afraid of going near water because I didn't know how to swim.

So, now I was trapped and had to explain he had it backwards. I don't know how to swim because I'm afraid of the water. The way he looked at me. I swear that information took him 10 minutes to process. I'm a moron, I should have taken that lengthy interval to put as much distance between me and that lake as humanly possible. But I just stood there waiting for Arlong to react. I was mostly waiting for him to laugh at me, because who ever heard of something so ridiculous?

Finally his brain unfritzes, "so, are you afraid of what's in the water? Like regular sharks or something?" Well, at least he wasn't laughing, yet.

"Nope. I love sharks, you of all people should know that—" he grimaces here, fully remembering how we first met, I may or may not have traumatized him inadvertently. "I am genuinely afraid of the water itself. I know for a fact, it wants to kill me."

He raises an eyebrow, "a fact huh? You're afraid of the actual, water." The last word is pointed, he's either trying really hard not to laugh at me or his opinion of me just plummeted. Whichever it is, I'm getting embarrassed and try to stomp off away from him to go cry somewhere.

Alas, Arlong is exactly two-and-a-half-feet taller than me. He overtakes me in one stride, the bastard. "Hey now, I wasn't mocking you. I'm just trying to get a handle on this is all. I certainly wasn't expecting water to be the culprit here." He deftly wipes away a tear with his thumb before it has a chance to fall down my cheek.

I do what I do best and bottle up the emotions, swallowing the rest of the tears down. In my head, he's mocking me but in actuality he isn't. He's being very calm.

Arlong lets out a sigh. "Well, I was going to ask if you wanted to go for a swim, but I guess that's been rendered moot."

"Arlong, we don't have a spare set of clothes on hand."

"We wouldn't be swimming in our clothes, this isn't a party with booze and crew."

"Arlong, are you suggesting skinny dipping on a gods forsaken island?"

He looks away with a crafty glint in his eye and shrugs, "we're the only ones here and it's not like we haven't seen each other in the nude before." He looks back at me and stares intently into my eyes, I just now those icy blues of his mean no good right now. "We still could y'know." He gives one of his toothy smirks.

A normal person, a normal human no less, would have a chill of fear go down their spine because of those smirks. Not me, I just about melt. Just as I'm getting ready to remind him that I. Cannot. Swim. He beats me to the punch.

"Look, I'm a fish-man for crying out loud. I can breathe under the water and swim better than anything on this island. I'm not saying I'll teach you how to swim, I'm pretty sure that ship sailed and sank long ago (I flip him off at this). What I'm proposing is, you allow me to hold onto you in the water. I swear to you, I will not let go and I will not let your head go below the water."

Now, it's my turn to get crafty. I use what little feminine wiles I have and coyly stare back, "can I hold onto your dorsal fin?"

Arlong rolls his eyes, "what is it with you and my dorsal fin, woman?"

"I like it! It's sexy."

"All sharks have a dorsal fin. Are all sharks sexy then?"

"No."

"Then what the hell is it about mine?!"

"You really want to have this conversation now?"

"What conversation? How is this a conversation? I'm so confused, are we swimming or not?"

"Can I hold onto your dorsal fin?"

"No."

"Aw c'mon Arlong! Just this once!"

Facepalming as he realizes he brought this upon him self for allowing himself to fall for a lowly human, he heaves an exasperated sigh. "Fine. Clothes off, hold onto the dorsal fin, and I'll swim you around the lake. Then we do it my way, fair?"

Grinning like I just won the lottery I practically shout "deal!"

And true to his word, Arlong swims me around the lake with me holding onto his dorsal fin on his back. After a few laps, he pulls me into his arms and holds me tightly against his chest as he lazily swims in the lake, his back facing the lake floor so that I can practically lay down on his chest as if he were a floating pool lounge chair. It's mildly awkward because I don't want to wrap my arms around his neck or shoulders because that's where the gills are and I don't want to interfere with those.

Arlong chuckles, which feels like a low earthly tremor radiating from his body into mine, "so that's why you wanted to hold onto my dorsal fin. To avoid the gills?"

"Guilty as charged."

"Go ahead then, I don't mind. And for the record, you can't impinge breathing and you won't hurt the gills either. They're not that fragile. I'm a shark not a goldfish."

Now it's my turn to laugh, "you know technically speaking, fish who can breathe in the air can only do so temporarily. They have a special organ for it and everything. The critters than have both gills for breathing underwater and lungs for breathing on land are usually newts and some other versions of salamanders. So, technically you're an amphibian and not a fish."

"I hate you."

"I love you too Arlong."

Okay this was a treat. I don't even really know what to say to it. I love how well you balance the vibe of Arlong with the function of a full on relationship.

I LOVE the splitting hairs about classifications too, that just tickles me pink xD

Bathing/swimming with your ship hmm... Marco x reader style: Bathing isn't really the right word for it. He doesn't mind relaxing in the tub with you on occasion, but he really loves showering together. He loves getting to basically preen over you and clean you himself, teasing and touching and snuggling at the same time.

Spare moments are short, and he'd rather tangle up in one another arms and cuddle in bed, instead of cuddle in the tub. Preferring to run his fingers through your drying hair, and not your wet hair.

Not that he rushes shower time, he certainly takes his time, and he doesn't deny you the pleasure of returning the favor of cleaning him if you want. But he doesn't exactly make it easy for you, touching and teasing in return as you work.

Cuddling, admittedly, is not usually the first order of business once you're both out of the shower, and sometimes what you end up doing sends you right back in for another - albeit shorter and more focused shower.

ask game post

#Let's Give Them Something to Talk About #quin answers #ask game #oc x canon #self ship #x reader #thecrimsonacademic

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zybynarx · 8 months

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Another year, another @dcbtv under my belt! 😍

This year, I was paired up with the amazing @rainbowitup and our song was "Dress." Do yourself a favor and check out the story HERE!

As always, I will be adding more ramblings under the "keep reading," so take a peek if you'd like, or just hop on over to the story!

This year, for the bang, I decided to be a little brave and say that I was open to working on any Taylor Swift song. It was becoming more and more apparent that my knowledge of her songs was pretty limited, and that there were a lot more songs that I hadn't heard of just because they never really made it into the radio stations (when I actually listened to the radio that is). I was not disappointed when I got my song and author pairing. I had never heard of this song before this bang, and now it's one that gets stuck in my head a lot! 😂

I'm not going to lie, when I found out that I was paired up with Tricia, I was instantly a ball of nerves. I had heard many people talk about her stories and how wonderfully written they were, and so I was feeling quite a bit of pressure. So much so... that I actually scrapped the first two sketches I came up with for the story. 😅 YUP! What you're looking at up above is V2 of what I initially came up with. Original V1 sketches shown here:

...Yeah... I suppose they're not horrible... but, again, there was a lot of self pressure I had put on myself, so brain was like, "No! We need to make something better to match the level of awesomeness!" I also at the time had sort of crashed and burned out art-wise because I was working on 3 different art projects that needed 9 different drawings all with very close deadlines... but we don't need to talk about that... 😅

I am very happy with this V2 version that I came up with! There's a part in the story where Cas tells Dean, "I want you to — to eat me out." And after reading that, I just couldn't get this "eager puppy" expression on Dean's face out of my head. 😂 I did my best to share how I imagined the scene went, and I'm really happy with how it turned out!

I decided that since Cas' whole deal is that she's wearing a sexy dress, then it would be kind of fun to have Dean in something a little opposite in color. I found this picture of Jensen at a premiere with his daughter and thought it was perfect!

I just want to wrap this up by giving out some thanks:

Thanks to Tricia for being such a wonderful partner during this exchange! You were so kind and patient as I scrambled around to get my side done. I loved how well you took the song and made a beautiful story out of it! I loved every word I read, and you deserve all of the praise you receive in this story and every story you write/have written!

Thanks to the DCBTV mods who put on this bang again! You were all so kind and helpful and understanding. I appreciated how when I admitted I was feeling a bit over whelmed, you took some time to make sure I was doing ok and always offered to help no matter what. You are all wonderful, and I'm giving you all big hugs! ❤️

And finally, a huge thank you to my bestie Apollo, who helped me with the final stretch of finishing up the main drawing by reading me some of her writings as I worked on the color and shading. Our middle of the night hangouts are always the best! ❤️🤍

Ok, if you haven't gone off to read the story by now... WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?! Go on! Get! It's fantastic and worth the read! Shoo! Shoo! (But if you have read it already and are coming to read this... thank you! 🥰)

#supernatural #destiel #deancas #dcbtv #deancas bang (taylor's version)#dcbtv 2023 #fanart #zy art

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I fear this new line cook! matty content is driving me to a point of no return... the asylum is calling me rn

why does the concept of a more greasy, gross and depraved matty turn me on MORE? like the concept of being younger (but not so young it's weird cmon now, no nonce vibes) and him corrupting you... YUP!!!!

do you have any concept on how it all starts? my brain goes to you need the extra money and host! Adam needs someone to stay late one night and clean, so he asks if you'll do it. you reluctantly agree bc you really need the cash but think you're alone in the restaurant so you have music full blast whilst cleaning and eventually from behind you hear "nice music taste sweetheart would've have guessed you were a - fan" (I can't think of an appropriate musician rn so you fill in the blank.) Obviously you scream and turn around to see sweaty and slightly gross (but unbelievably attractive) line cook matty leaning on the door into the kitchen with a lazy smirk on his face.

one thing leads to another, and you eventually start chatting and are sitting at a table across from each other when he pulls his cigs out and goes, "you don't mind if I smoke in here right love?" and you get all shy and embarrassed and say "no no it's fine... I've never actually smoked a cigarette before, you know?" and this is just like catnip to him bc GOD you're so innocent and cute. you ask to try one if thats okay but he doesn't want you hurting your pure lungs so says "okay sweetheart how about this, instead of you getting your own one and hurting those pretty lungs, let me shotgun you" he then has to explain what shotgunning is bc you're just that new to everything and he's trying to deny in his mind that it makes you even hotter.

he pats the chair next to him and says, "come and sit here babe, it'll be easier." so you shyly get up and shuffle over whilst matty tries not to obsess over how sweet you smell and how short your skirt is riding up your thighs. "I'm gonna take a drag, and then as I breathe out the smoke, you're going to breathe it in. can you do that sweetheart?" obviously completely enthralled by this hot guy teaching you how to smoke you nod and shuffle closer saying "okay" and matty has to close his eyes and force himself to breathe bc of how soft and innocent you sounded. he takes a drag and grabs the back of your head, and out of instinct you grab the his arm and lean in. as he breathes out, you breathe in with a shy smile on your face. he stops and says, "good job baby, now breathe it into your lungs a little... there you go, good girl, " and if you weren't already coughing and spluttering from trying to inhale, that comment would have made you do it anyway.

you do that a couple more times, and then your phone is vibrating on the table. you look and say "shit it's 11pm already?? my roommate was expecting me home hours ago. oh god I've gotta go" you start grabbing everything and then suddenly freeze. matty notices and is like "love? everything okay?" and you sigh and go "not exactly... I forgot Sam (a fellow waitress idk) was my lift home and I can't walk home at this time. I don't know what to do" and matty being the gentleman he is says "don't worry baby ill give you a lift" you stare at him slightly anxious but so excited at the concept of more time with him in a smaller space and go "really matty?" and he just scoffs and goes "of course love, what kind of bloke would I be leaving a pretty young girl like you stranded huh?"

you get his car and tell him your address, he goes to turn the ignition and the car backfires (idk if that's how it actually works I cannot drive lmao) so obviously you jump and he instinctively puts his hand on your thigh and goes "its okay darling just the car warming up don't worry" you just nod with a red face trying not to overthink the fact that he's touching you and keep a straight face. matty sees right through you so keeps his hand there, takes it off to change gears and puts it right back to see you get re-flustered everytime.

eventually you get to your place and he walks you to your door you say "really thank you again I appreciate it" and he's like "it's okay I'm glad you're home safe" . not wanting to be too creepy, he goes in to kiss your cheek but in some bold confidence boost you turn and kiss him on the lips. he shoots back and looks at you and starts to say "look love i-" but when he looks back at you with your lips slightly parted and they're red and puffy and you're looking up at him with doe eyes he can't help himself so he just goes back in full force groaning and how soft your lips are and how sweet you taste when he licks in your mouth. it gets hot and heavy pretty quick, so out of breath from kissing matty asks "now where did that come from angel? what happened to the pretty little thing who didn't know what shogunning was huh?" and giggling you respond with assured nods and sarcastically say "it must be the cigarettes, you're such a bad influence" and flutter your eyelashes at him. whilst in this strangely confident state you ask, "Do you want to come upstairs?" and matty just smirks and says "not tonight love but come see me in my office tomorrow and we can definitely discuss this more" so you get all shy and say "okay then... I guess I'll see you tomorrow?" and turn to put your key in and he goes "oh you certainly will sweetheart you aren't getting away that easily" which makes you giggle and walk away with slightly more sway in your hips than necessary. you turn back and see him standing there through the lift doors so you do a coy little wave and matty teasingly does the exact same wave back as the doors shut.

I'm SO sorry this got so long and I'm not a writer so ignore all the shit BUT you get my concept

anways going to get a lobotomy now brb

SCREAMING don’t say you’re not a writer that was so good!! also so so funny to receive a full blown blurb into my ask like damn we are switching places here! didn’t even have to write it for the thoughts to exist🥰 felt like i was being serenaded with smut. (and when i do a reverse blurb night where i post prompts and other people send the blurbs in instead🤨)

‘why does greasy, gross and depraved turn me on more’ that is the linecook paradox that is the ultimate question!!!

omg he would 100% drive her home anytime she’s closing Even before they’re ever hooking up. he’s just not letting a young pretty girl like her walk alone at night. also i Love shotgunning in stories (it’s literally in my smut ideas list😭) like damn getting all close and personal with ur lips??🤭 why so sensual

#loved this!#you should def write more bff #linecook!au #ask

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