#IM SORRY I GOT CARRIED AWAY RAMBLING

[kentoberry]

hear me out

dilf.. ayato..🙇🏻‍♀️

NO BECAUSE !!!! BECAUSE !!!????!!!!!

WARNINGS : sub fem reader, oral (m+f), implied overstim, breeding, cum play.

dilf ! ayato who is actually really fucking good with your kids because of how involved he was with raising ayaka.

dilf ! ayato who always hums whilst he rocks your baby to sleep. he can also be found humming a soft tune whenever your toddler wakes up with a nightmare. — ayato has a musical side that he displays to nobody but your children, and he gets it from his mother.

absolutely everybody in inazuma fawns over dilf ! ayato and his beautiful little family whenever you're in public. you'll have the cutest outfits, the best hand-crafted toys, and the most delicious snacks practically thrown at you! all of you are virtually inazuman royalty.

dilf ! ayato who, when it comes to the bedroom, will either treat you like a princess or fuck you like a whore. you're the mother of his children after all, and deserve to be praised, appreciated, and rewarded for all of your hard work.

dilf ! ayato who will spend hours eating you out, his pretty lips wrapped around your swollen clit whilst his fingers languidly pump in and out of your cunt. he'll leave you hanging for hours if he so pleases, playing with your sweet pussy and allowing you to bask in pleasure. sure, he'll let you cum if you ask nicely. but don't you dare think that he's finished with you until he declares.

on the other hand, dilf ! ayato will ocassionally fuck you until your brains are leaking out of your cunt and your voice is rendered hoarse.

i think that he has a neat little bush, probably because it's easier to maintain compared to keeping clean shaven. it's nothing too severe, just a little patch of bubblegum blue hairs that tickle your nose whenever his long cock is deep down your throat.

dilf ! ayato rarely takes his stress out on your body, but when he does, it's a struggle to walk the subsequent day. he'll ruin your pretty pussy and milk you of everything that you're worth — thoma and the other workers knew to steer clear of your bedroom when ayato sauntered through the estate with that lustful glint tainting his sparkling violet irises.

dilf ! ayato who makes it his mission to breed you every. single. time. without fail. both of you had agreed to wanting a big family, so what was the harm in it? he's a meticulous man, and will refuse to be done with you unless every single drop of his cum that's slipped out is fingered back into your warm, sensitive cunt.

#IM SORRY I GOT CARRIED AWAY RAMBLING #˗ˏˋ (🍑) — de's deliveries #˗ˏˋ (💌) — nymph. #kentoberryposts #genshin smut #genshin impact smut #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader smut #kamisato ayato x reader #kamisato ayato smut #ayato x reader #ayato smut #ayato x you #genshin impact x reader #genshin x you #genshin impact x y/n

[dragon-of-timeless-blue]

FEELINGS AND EMOTIONS aka: the most cinematic rinharu melody of all S1 of Free!

If you've seen any of my other posts throwing up about how much I love the Free! soundtrack, You will know that, especially it is the music of the first season that excites me more than anything (cofcofEVERBLUEcofcofcof) sooo, yeah, here i go again with another wanna-be-analysis which probably doesn't make much sense...

"Feelings and emotions" is the piece that plays during a sequence of scenes from chapter 12 of the first season of Free!.

But ohhoho, it's not just a sequence of scenes, it's THE SEQUENCE, the one that goes from the search for Rin by the entire Iwatobi team to the iconic scene of the cherry tree "it's my turn to show you a sight you've never seen before"

More or less from minute 9:51 to minute 13:20

It's interesting how many feelings can be expressed in just 3:41 of music and how its continuity makes visualizing the scene something so palpable and cinematic (oh well, at least that's how it feels to me)

So here it goes:

The first 39 seconds of song starts with a frenzy, a hectic music and tense chase, the whole team tries looks for Rin (unsuccessfully)

The melody calms down, but the tension remains at the peak of the moment when Haru finds Rin at 0:44 tense and cautious violin notes are heard, at the moment when Rin notices Haruka's presence.

And as soon as they start talking the tension changes tone to become a piano with a uncertainty, a little more sadder and defensive, and in the moment Rin tells Haru to laugh (and there is a small silence) the note rises in tone a little bit (01:16) and is modified for Haruka's answer (01:22) it becomes a bit sweeter and perhaps with a slight touch of despair at the moment when Haruka says that he remembered how fun it is to swim with friends

but just at the next moment,when Haruka says that its Rin who taught him all that and he finally found the answer the piano note drops like the last drop in a glass of water and releases all the violence of the tense violins of before exactly at the moments when the little tussle between the two begins

This sequence continues as they both roll across the floor, increasing in intensity each time, until reaching the point where an electrical rip is heard just as Rin notices the inscription on the ground...

where everything calms down suddenly (2:07) and about 02:12 a slight lietmotiv of "Words That Changed My Life" begins to sound while we see the tree

And as the melody begins to transform into "Word That Changed My Life" itself, there is a specific moment when the note becomes lower to sync with the first tear that Rin sheds on Haru's face (02:19)

"Words That Changed My Life" starts playing on its fullest and intensifies in beauty as soon as Haru tells Rin: "It's not too late" (03:00)

AND THEN THE MOST BEAUTIFUL OF THE SCALES SOUNDS IN THE MAGICAL MOMENT OF THE "IT'S MY TURN TO SHOW YOU A VIEW YOU'VE NEVER SEEN BEFORE"😭😭 (03:24)

Ending with the sweet fade of the melody with the cherry tree and the most shoujo scene ever seen...

alright thats It, im crying... (⁠´⁠；⁠ω⁠；⁠｀⁠), anyways, @rinharumemories these are one of the deepest memories of them that will always remain engraved in me and in the music

#rinharumemories #rinharu #free! #harurin #sharkbait #dragon rambles #meta (kinda...not really) #free! iwatobi swim club #im literally doing this in the time limit frame #If I have any grammatical mistakes or other #I'm sorry #I got carried away #GOD I LOVE THEM SO MUCH I CANT HANDLE IT 😭💙❤️ #rin matsuoka #haruka nanase #nanase haruka #matsuoka rin

[good-beans]

YES thank you @kyanako5972 for your service 😤👏 (I was actually looping them both for a bit but I keep forgetting to run it lately ah...)

And hehe I have been ✨enabled ✨Have some Triage thoughts, and feel free to add your own!!

Starting off with my main praise of the song: “I want to be Innocent, I want to live.” I know the point of milgram is that all the characters are going to get worse, but I feel like this video is the first t2 song we’ve seen a prisoner get better. (People have talked about his savior complex being an issue but that’s coming after the inno verdict, in Triage he specifically says he never wanted this to be some kind of hostage situation where he has the power to save/kill people.) This is when we can finally see one of our verdicts go right. The others had an issue, or creeping guilt, or uncertainty, but Shidou gets over any uncertainty right then and there – he wants to live again!! In a series so full of death, in which half of the cast makes some reference to suicidal thoughts, plus two victims who did commit suicide, there’s something extremely profound about seeing one of them change their mind onscreen. We hadn’t gotten a moment of healing like that before, and I doubt we’re ever going to get one again.

The moment itself is shown very accurately and beautifully, in my opinion. His expression when he makes his statement about wanting to live is so unique. It’s not a smile, it’s not a grimace, it’s something in between. His voice is strained, but set. He’s not excited about it – when you’re in that mental place, it isn’t a cheery switch to wanting to live, it’s a grit-your-teeth and pick yourself up and make the tough choice. It’ll be so, so hard but by god you have a job to do. It made sense, given all the previous mentions of him helping Fuuta and Mahiru – he had a lot of complicated feelings about being a doctor, but he remembered that saving others really is his purpose in life.

And then the shock factor. Because of that moment and the family reveal, I think this video had the biggest twist of t2. The others had surprises, sure, but they were hinted at in the voice clips and vds, or they just exaggerated things we already knew about the characters. I was completely blindsided by Triage. Everything leading up to it paralleled Shidou with Mahiru, so I thought it was just a lover he’d lost (and maybe someone he’d just met or something). He had his moments with Amane, but I always assumed it was because of her connection to him, not vice versa. I assumed he was just overdramatic and killing people for some lady he’d fallen for, and then decided to take the easy way out and ask for death. So to find out he had a fully established family, wife and two kids??? To see his main character trait from season one was completely reversed??? (but in a way that wasn’t at all forced???)

Now, it’s much easier to make a character unlikable than it is to redeem them. We saw how quickly the fandom turned on certain characters, we felt pangs of horror for many of them. But it’s very difficult to make someone like a character they’d previously despised. Which is why I’m insanely impressed with the way those three minutes could undo months of my hatred toward Shidou, and bring me literally to tears over him. Suddenly his actions weren’t so selfish, as rash. He’s not taking the coward’s way out. He had incredibly good reason to do what he did, and now he’s taking accountability and choosing to face pain in order to atone. I’ll add more in a sec, but it’s not even that the video shows him as this perfect saint. Without holding back on everything he’d done wrong, it conveyed a real, grieving human that really moved me.

Of course the music itself was amazing – Shugo Nakamura sounds incredible. I don’t know too much about actual music structure, but the tone of both Shidou’s songs manages to be so fun and relaxing while simultaneously filling you with that profound sadness. It’s like an embodiment of his peaceful, sad smile. There’s something so human about his voicemail message, and it’s unique hearing different types of speaking parts in a song! But that moment is also foreboding. You wonder why he missed the call, and who’s calling, and you kind of already know, and you hear the three beeps as the line is dead. Then there’s the gut-wrenching return of those sounds, with the added visuals bringing to mind a dying heart?? Insane. 

And lastly, the visuals are gorgeous. Bringing back the flower/pomegranate symbolism in a similar but new way was perfect. The bright scenery and picturesque scenes really emphasized how happy he was. The video is so bright. His family is gorgeous, they’re happy. His neighborhood is sunny and warm. His house is comfortable and light. Which meant the dark scenes contrasted perfectly, driving home how jarring his loss was. And despite all the good things I said about him before, the video isn’t actually trying to paint him in an innocent light. There are literal graveyards behind him, showing how much blood is on his hands. The rotting food is such a disgustingly painful way to show what he was doing to people. He handed the tag directly to his son, showing full accountability: he gave his son his fate, he killed him himself. The images seem beautiful at first, especially compared to AKAA’s dark, bloody rooms, Backdraft’s grim tunnel, and INMF’s monstrous bees. But no matter how lovely it looks, it successfully  conveys a truly horrendous crime. 

In conclusion Shidou my fucking beloved. Go watch Triage again :3

#milgram #shidou kirisaki #i hope you dont mind the tag but ty! #LMAO im so sorry for the ramblings 😅 #this video is genuinely so special to me and as always i got carried away talking about it adfsdf #i can admit my initial sympathy to him was biased by being in a tight mental spot right when it came out #so to hear him speak those lines actually made me cry oops #but even being distanced from that mental state i have such a strong appreciation for the whole thing #although i might call some other songs my favorites no other video had such an effect on me #i sat down and immediately wrote a fic about it #then i wrote (and sang??) translyrics to it that im still really proud of #and it can still get me really emotional no matter how many bazillion times ive listened throughout the months #just an amazing mv #rose posts

[koqabear]

okay i wanted to ask, because i see you writing such long fics but i can barely pull myself together to write this bomb-ass 20k word fic, how do approach a fic you know is going to be a long one in a way that you don't feel intimidated by it, or do you still get intimidated by it and just try and push through it?

okay so first off, thank you so much for sending me this ask 😭 you literally forced me to go through my writing process and caused me to make a huge breakthrough with one of my stories alfkgh

anyways, i'll try to be as thorough and clear as i can be with my process, i hope this helps! (but also im so sorry once i started i couldn't stop)

i think my process can be best described with three fics; Only You, Darling (40k), Killer Instinct (37K), and Memories We Made (unfinished but estimated to be over 30k.). With each story, I knew that they were going to be long, but mostly because I went in with the approach that it has to be long in order for the story to be executed right; characters have to be written thoroughly, and there are certain scenes that need to be written for the plot/character to progress-- like, if it's not written in, the story could lose those small details that make the fic feel more... alive, if that makes sense?

The most important part is making an outline! I know that's probably obvious, but outlines can seriously vary; like with OYD and MWM, I have a whole doc dedicated to the fic. I'm gonna show you what a bit of my OYD planning looks like, please don't point out how genuinely unhinged it is 😭😭😭 (so.. spoilers for OYD + fun fact it was gonna be Sunghoon instead of Jaemin in the story originally hehe)

This is an example of what my outlines can look like; but, it only gets like this as i write-- the first pic is my outline filled with things i added as i wrote OYD such as characteristics/important notes/things i wanna edit, and the second pic is what i started out with.

the first thing i do is brainstorm the bare basics of the plot; what kind of story is it, and what do i want to happen in it? you can see that i separated the story into the key plot points/arcs; and within each one, i also put how i wanted them to begin and end. (the numbers are the wc for each arc alskhg)

the hard part comes in when you're filling these arcs/key points in. because now the big question is, how do you get there? for example, during the first act of OYD, i wanted to establish beomjun's relationship with the mc, and end it off by having the two work together. but in order to do that, i decided to include scenes that showed yeonjun's relationship with the mc, and then beomgyu's relationship with her. now that i had the foundation, i allowed the two to interact; that let me establish beomjun's relationship with each other, and let them realize they had a common goal.

last, you add a catalyst (a character, a situation, etc.) that can get you to your end goal; the catalyst being jaemin, which brought the two to work together out of jealousy-- and that's how i was able to fill in that key point.

then i just repeated that process for all arcs! add scenes that elaborate on key points, then add a catalyst that can take you to the end!

another thing i do when plotting for my stories is record myself brainstorming! i let myself ramble and talk about the plot out loud, and that's usually how i run into plot holes/issues. i kinda let myself figure it out in real time, and once i've figured the plot out, i listen back to it and write it down. (i have voice recordings for OYD and MWM. MWM is 48 mins, if that gives you a gist of what i mean by like... brainstorming. and half of it is straight up fucking nonsense. just let out ideas, details about the characters, scenes you'd like to write, anything. it lets you become more familiar and comfortable with your story, if that even makes sense.)

also! whenever i'm writing but get tired and decide to take a break, i add a quick want to add note at the bottom; that's what the weird little spiel up there in the second pic is. it's where i wrote down the ending scene because i had a super specific idea of what i wanted and how i wanted it to happen. if you get any scene ideas like that for your fic, write them down!! there's a chance that you might forget about it/write it differently if you don't; plus, it could even help you add things in that could make the transition into the scene super smooth.

OYD was honestly a bit intimidating for me when i wrote it, because i knew that it had to be extremely detailed and long. that's why i made sure to properly plan things out, that way so i didn't forget anything that could skew the execution. but one of the biggest tips is that you should brainstorm scenes you want to add in each key point, that way you don't feel as intimidated when writing-- because now you have a guide, yk? I'd love to show how my MWM outline looks like, but the fic isn't even out yet 😭 but it's literally a scene-by-scene outline of how i want the story to go! now all i have to do is flesh out the said scenes :)

then there's fics like killer instinct. i went into that with pure vibes, no outline, no planning; more of a mental outline, if anything. so if you find the idea of the whole written outline + scene & key points boring/not for you, i'd still suggest to get the bare basics down; but what i did with killer instinct was that i brainstormed as i went, and added small notes to keep track of important things so i wouldn't screw with continuity-- age and time is pretty important in that story, and i kid you not this is the only thing i had for killer instinct outline wise (bc im not counting my doc of mma notes.)

but for killer instinct, i kinda winged it; i knew what the general plot was, but allowed myself to have fun on how to get there. the only thing i will say though, is that with every scene, you should try to plan out the next one-- like, intro to killer instinct is introducing taegyu, then i'll introduce the mc. then i'll introduce the world and background. and now that i have a foundation, i'll add extra scenes, then a catalyst! this leads into the main conflict, then y'know the rest. but instead of planning it out bit by bit, i kinda let myself go with the flow...? it also let me be a lot less intimidated by the fact that I knew the story would have to be long.

as for the story i had a big breakthrough with, i'm definitely a bit intimidated by it! i know it has to be intricate and emotional and intense, so in order to help with that, i've made playlists to get me in the correct mood, watch shows, read other fics, anything to help me get comfortable with the genre and spark inspiration. I'm currently winging it as well.... but have three key points im sticking to-- it's gonna sound a bit confusing and vague but it's like... add foundation + the male lead is introduced -> background is given to let ppl know motivations and stuff -> final scene. and whenever i run into an issue, i brainstorm and try to get to the root of why im stuck. like, is it plot, the character, or the scene? in this case it was all three so. pray for me.

anyways. i hope this helped and im so sorry if it didn't 😭😭😭 because then that just means u read this painfully messy explanation for nothing. but when writing long fics, pleeeaseee make sure to take your time with it-- if nothing's working, give it time and don't force yourself to write whatever! (mwm has been in my wip for a solid like. year..? but this is a rare case plus im insane)

and if your word count ends up surpassing/being under than what you originally expected, don't panic! (killer instinct was estimated at 20-25k. so.) sometimes certain scenes just aren't necessary, and other times, you find that you may need to elaborate more in order to make things work.

im seriously wishing you luck on your project!! and if you found this somehow did help and have more questions, don't hesitate to ask! oh and if you found something i said confusing (bc i do have the tendency to not make sense) pls lmk and i'll try to clear it up asdglsh 😭

#fair warning i got carried away with this #sorry hehe #if the outlines look/sound silly. it's bc i never take things seriously my apologies. #“ahs ur all i have moment”... #im not even gonna try to defend myself on that one #the sound was stuck on my fyp ok 😔 #rambles #koqabear asks #[𓆩⟡𓆪] — sol's writing tips !

[fellhellion]

nick/gatsby real? do weigh in

fdhsjkfhdskj okay i know this is a joke but I honestly think it's very plausible to read queer subtext on top, or indeed as part of, nick's wider blind spot regarding gatsby (and also queerness within nick's characterisation given the tension in his character between insisting on his own honesty and specific ommissions and bias within his narration).

i think nick/gatsby 'real' in the sense of queerness being a reading i believe you can successfully make an argument for as being valid reading of that text yeah, if not specifically "I think Jay Gatsby and Nick Carroway made out in that novel" fsdkjhfjkds. I think whether you want to argue about reciprocation is a slightly different wheelhouse, but for me, in terms of arguing for a queer interpretation of Nick and his specific blindspot re Gatsby, I think that's very plausible.

Even just taking Gatsby out of the equation for a moment here re Nick, the omissions regarding characters like Mr McKee are honestly incredibly interesting when we're talking about reading Nick through a queer lens, especially when Nick takes such pains to try (and fail lol) to stress and defend his objectivity as a narrator (why and defending to who, are interesting questions to ask in this queer lens).

(pg 31)

There's a big passage of lost time between them standing in the elevator and then Nick standing beside McKee's bed, with the detail of the man being in his underwear, and that's pretty notable when taken in the context of Nick's specific goals as a narrator (objectivity) and the ways in which he so obviously lies to himself about his own impartiality.

The question in that specific passage, through the queer lens, could thus be why does a narrator who so desperately tries to convince himself of his own lingering morality (in comparison to the what is presented as the careless decadence and destructive hedonism of the rich), personal honesty and objectivity regarding the persons he describes, have these ommissions and what can we understand about Nick's characterisation when viewing what he chooses to tell, and how he chooses to tell it, with this lens.

Applying this lens also offers a very interesting dimension to the sentiments Gatsby evokes in Nick

Again, the queer lens offers a very interesting, additional dimension to Nick and Gatsby essentially being in this self validating cycle of their various bias w one another fjksdfkj. W the passage above specifically, why might someone, as interpreted through this queer lens, be so enamoured with the idea of someone percieving you only so far as you wish to be understood and offering an unconditional acceptance and belief of what they see? Esp when taken in conjunction with other elements we can use to argue for Nick's queerness like w Mr McKee.

And then one last quote. Interpreting Nick as queer offers again another way (in addition to the idea of just being enthralled w Gatsby's idealism outside of any romantic sensibility) to understand why he essentially cannot be objective about Gatsby, why he is so enamored with this idealism of Gatsby's. Describes there being "something gorgeous about him" and why he kind of seeks to absolve Gatsby of his own culpability.

#ask games #anon #this is so fucking LONG and rambles all over the place im sorry #i got carried away lmao

[lollytea]

aside from their belief that abomination has better oportunities i like to think that they discouraged plant track because she is obviously so good the Head coven witch will want to train her herself but the thought of Terra near their baby terryifies them to no end.

She gets home wearing the plant track uniform and Harvey almost passes out

I believe in my heart of hearts that on the day Harvey and Gilbert met at that young witch program, they wandered out of it like

"I never want to see another plant spell for as long as I live."

"Agreed."

WELL SURPRISE LADS

I figure that they didn't even know the extent of Willow's interest in plant magic nor how powerful she really was in that area. They knew she was somewhat good at it but like. Lots of witchlings pick up various spells as kids before they're seriously trained in their designated track, so they really didn't think much of it.

And ever since Willow was a baby, she was always planned to go into the abomination track. Willow always knew this too. As she was growing up, they would say it to her in passing and Willow was always like "okay cool :)" because her Dads made it sound like the best track ever and also she had no idea how bad at it she was yet. So for her, Hexside and the abomination track have always been linked in her mind because this is what shes been told she would study. Plant magic was like....a hobby I guess?? And because she was so young, she didn't really understand that because she was so passionate about it, she should really try to pursue it further.

And then once she enrolled in Hexside and began studying abomination magic, THIS is when she started to realize that she desperately wanted to be in the plant track instead. However, she never vocalised this desire. Due to her poor confidence, Willow was such a people pleaser. She didn't want to disappoint her Dads after they spent so long hyping up this track. And no matter how terrible she was, they never stopped encouraging her, certain that she would eventually improve if she just had enough support. But this only made her feel worse and she now believed that anything other than improving her grades in this chosen track would prove her to be a failure.

So like Harvey and Gilbert have barely thought about Terra Snapdragon in years and would prefer not to but also they've never seen any reason to think about her in regards to their daughter because as far they've always assumed, she was meant for abominations. BUT YEAH Harvey sees those green sleeves and once he's updated on what the fuck is going on, all of the memories flood back and he's like

"NOT THE CRAZY BITCH'S COVEN???"

#they convince themselves its fine. they dont know for certain if willow will even interact with terra that much #like harvey has probably met darius like twice #but at least darius is NORMAL #im sorry i think i rambled several paragraphs about things that were not in the ask #i know i started off on topic but i got carried away #i have a lot of headcanons about this willow abomination arrangement can you tell #anyway i figure on the day willow switches tracks she and her dads have a honest conversation about #the expectations and pressure they have unknowingly put on her #and they try to be better from now on #so they switch their aggressive support of her to her plant studies instead

[giransbunnywife]

Bells Hells Self Ship: Chetney Edition

Alright I said I was going to do ship ramblings, and now it is time for cr3 stuff with my lovely insert, Bunny Autumnrose. I want to do one with every member that I ship her with romantically, because or else it will be too long!! This one is going to be specifically with her and the ridiculous ass old gnome who somehow wrestled his way in her heart lmao

♡♡ There won't be a lot of plot spoilers, however there might be a few things mildly mentioned that could be possible spoilers. I would be careful if you'd like to avoid them for the campaign!! Also a bit of a warning for spicy mentions throughout. Bunny uses they/she pronouns. ♡♡

Other Ships -> Fearne, Launda, Dorian, Imogen, Bertrand

Though I haven't completely decided when Bunny makes her first appearance, I know it's rather early on. And when Chet first meets her it's like fucking love at first sight for him. He is immediately fucking swooning over the "big bunny lady" and follows her around like a goddamn lost puppy. This only gets worse throughout the time that they spend together.

Bunny is very oblivious to most advances thrown her way, and this one is no different. Even when he is being very blatant, she doesn't even notice the way he is constantly fucking drooling. She will eventually get the hint bc of multiple comments tossed her way, but it will take a bit for her to catch up.

Chet definitely finds her oblivious nature cute, playing around with it to his favor sometimes. There's multiple interactions where he is flirting with her harder and harder, and it's only when she catches on that she has little quips in response. All of which make it seem that she finds it flattering, but isn't planning to reciprocate.

There were a few times when the group was first discovering his wolf side that Bunny was a bit flustered, though she would never admit it out loud this early. She would make a few comments to anyone nearby, and it would be no secret that she saw some kind of appeal with his werewolf form.

There's a constant banter between the two of them that she is unavailable, even though she is gaining relationships with the rest of the group left and right. He is insanely determined, even though she is shutting him down a bit more insistently. Which is hilarious considering her relationship with Fearne (that started VERY early on).

They grow a bit of a friendship through the course of time together, and even though she still shuts him down, she openly admits that he makes her laugh. Multiple times she is sweet to him, though she quickly regrets it after the comments and flirting that it's followed up with.

She suggests that he should make her something when prompted (however I'm still deciding what that is), along with the rest of the group. However, Chet ends up gifting her an additional item that he made for her himself. A beautiful jewelry box for all of her trinkets, hair accessories, and other things she wears constantly. Adding little details from all their conversations that she would like, especially the addition of her favorite flowers.

This moment is one of the first that they share an actual intimate moment, and it's followed by the cutest little interaction with them. Him winking at her to not tell anyone, or they'll think that he's playing favorites. Her giggling. Like COME ON YOU TWO--

Things begin to heat up between them during the party split, and it starts to become a bit more physical between them. Bunny hadn't expected things to take such a sharp turn, however it never did quite stop after that. She came to enjoy their newfound change, though his cockiness left her feeling conflicted. In many ways that she wouldn't like to admit as well.

Whenever she started catching feelings, it became quite obvious to mainly Dawn (@self-shipping-angel's insert) and a few others over time, however Bunny herself was oblivious to her own. In fact, she had to be told to pay attention a few times, before she fully understood just how fucked she had become when it came to the old gnome.

She was able to hide it pretty well, until she couldn't and one by one everyone started to catch on that things were different with her especially. Even with small little teasing quips from Chet, nobody believed it until Bunny was getting nervous and acting different overall around him.

A series of events, mainly spearheaded by Ashton and Imogen looking to cause a stir, would prompt the truth to come out. A spiral into Chet deciding to make this big grand gesture that went way out of hand and ended up leaving Bunny more embarrassed than fucking wooed. Thus resulting in a story that the group will never let either live it down.

The group as a whole would push her into confessing sooner than she had wanted to, if not just for the sanity of everyone involved. Her nervousness would be rather cute and working a bit in her favor, having no problems getting him alone on a walk to have this rather private conversation. Though some would follow to eavesdrop because they're nosy fucks lmao

Bunny admits to having some feelings that she's still figuring out that are most definitely more than she expected. She also might confess to finding the effort he put in to being romantic with her rather sweet, though it was a tiny bit over the top. Not that he isn't going to do it again... and again...

The night ended with them having another rather cutely intimate moment, with him gifting her a flower that she wears in her hair from then on, ultimately changing their relationship by a small bit. Until Bunny is ready for something else, which only further time together will tell~

#ship ramblings #[ ship w chet ] #self insert #self ship #self insert x canon #im so sorry this got so fucking long ao;iwejfo;aiwjef #i kinda got a little carried away >////> #im gonna do some like more cuter hcs soon but htis is just a big ship discussion for fun to get some ideas out there #gonna make more with other characters thats what the placeholder names are for !! will edit this post when theyre made !!

[pastelprince18]

I think it meant that the new enemies were modified after they were created, not after cursa's defeat. since cursa isn't defeated yet in the story

Each of the memories explain Cursa has made 3 of the four new enemies the, golem's was one of the things she has made herself but showed that she didn't really like them around . But their DNA has alter by someone for their own purpose, and it is unknown who or what has made them. yes Cursa did make them but made newer ones NOT made by it. The field breaker also was fuse DNA long after Cursa.

You are correct she is not defeated since there is some stuff left around the game, as you can see from the the new story and in the future for the final dlc of the game. BUT just cause she is defeated and around does not mean she still doing all this alone. Jeanie herself stated someone is behind all it still and its not Cursa. Which means maybe in the final dlc we will see who is also behind in the game when we see Rayman and the rabbids team up.

Medic brought up it could've been Kanya which she could be right it might've been! BUT her name is nowhere in the bios of each enemy saying that she made them nor in her own bio shows she made them. Again it is just a theory I'm not jumping into the conclusion of sayin who is right and wrong! :)

#I hope I don't sound like a asshole if I do im so sorry- I could get a bit carried away on explaining on specific things.. #ray rambles #also anon if you ask where I got the info it is from the game when you buy the memories from the shop; if I read something wrong PLEASE* #FOR THE LOVE OF GOD CORRECT ME /SRS

[kaserolly]

The past 2 days I've spent cleaning and rearranging stuff all around the shelves next to my worktable and I've just realised today how much I needed to do this... And it feels so rewarding and fulfilling 😌

#mina.txt #im not the type to clean one's room bvbnhfhg plus its a tiring task for me #but this time it felt... how should I describe this bggyfhy #it felt like a reminder that i went through a lot these past few years vghfgg and it reflected in my room #my shelves were messy and things were put randomly jbhjhgg almost like they're ready to fall #but now its all arranged properly... for the first time in two years in fact #and it feels... right? #of course im still going through stressful times dont get me wrong bbhhgghg #but it reminded me that things are going to be ok... that things are already starting to get better and better #that I am getting better and better #idk yvhghh its just... a good thing... right? #ive never experienced it tbh so idk how long itll last... but i hope this happiness will never disappear #i still need to fulfill some things until i reach true happiness... but its gonna take me a while #for now i can safely say that im doing baby steps yknow #sorry for rambling bhyfhhgu i got carried away ;-; #anyways im going on a walk in the park <3 its beautiful outside and hopefully it wont rain

[satiricaily]

I GOT U BESTIE 🫂

for the ask game nr 4 nr 8 and mhmm nr 23

for this

thank u cami u rlly do always have my back 🫶

q4 - What detail in [insert fic] are you really proud of?

this is actually my fav q it's crazy how u picked it ♡ it also did take me a while to choose since i loveee writing details more than plot progression but. in the end i had to pick one so:

Juwon didn't stand immediately. His hands found Dongsik's arms again but instead of using them as a support to get up, his head fell forward until he had his face burrowed in Dongsik's abdomen, a desperate press into his shirt where the older man would then feel Juwon's lips parting as his breath ruptured past the fabric and onto his skin. He was quivering against Dongsik's body, and in that moment he felt so small, so fragile and lost. Dongsik brought himself to look down and the sight burned every inch of his skin. Juwon's arms now circled around his waist so he was embracing him, his hands meeting at the back with his face never pulling away, until it was just them in the kitchen at nearly 12 am, with Juwon on his knees, with Dongsik engulfed by Juwon's need to hold him together.

from all in the middle is little thing bc i love embraces like that and this fic is just my baby of nothing but 4k words of domestic details <3 (i still laugh at the whole shoelaces thing)

q8 - What song would make a great fic (to either write or read)?

u know my weakness is music !! to be honest though im not entirely sure what this q means but there are songs that have such great emotions and storytelling that it inspired me to write so i guess that's what it means? my fav is probably:

Moonlight, I dream of you endlessly Drowning in reverie, waiting for morning Dim light, I’m drunk at the bar again Holding a stranger’s hand, a crowd with no faces

angela by flower face (the nostalgia, the longing, the details... fell in love with this song in 2019 and i still adore it) and im also thinking ethel cain's a house in nebraska because there's just some lines in that song that hit so hard (i know you get me)

q23 - What’s a trope, AU, or concept you’ve never written, but would like to?

dont laugh but i have such a thing for early 1900s vampire aus it's just so delicious and i did map out a draft for a dreamling fic with that trope but never got around to writing it (maybe one day </3) also academia professors au for any of my otps bc i just know it'll help me cope with the stress of uni right now

#sorry this got so long i always get carried away and ramble #but thank u for the ask bestie ily #asks #also im pretty sure there are more concepts i wld love to indulge in but i cant think of more right now

[groovylittleclown]

Mini Flawless ramble!!

I've gotten a lot done these past few days and it has been so very hard to not tell you absolutely everything. I got the central characters started and different scenarios to see how they would interact. I changed about half of what I said when I introduced Flawless. I have started to build a small mystery, and I am keeping on task of the original plan.

This whole project was a mix of two goals I had in mind. 1, make a cast of characters who hate each other more than words can explain. 2, try something new and get out of my comfort zone by making something abstract and weird. And I believe I am still doing that! It is hard to not explain everything. There are things I am not meant to know and things I have written down that you will never know.

Another thing I have noticed is I have a habit of making a bunch of silly little aus for characters. I love aus, they're fantastic and great and cool. And I was thinking of an au for Flawless where the story kind of goes differently. But I had to stop myself because that is not the point of this. The point of this is to make something and let other people fill in the blanks on what they believe it to mean. The point of this is to try something new and encourage other people to do the same.

Even if the story itself has acquired a deeper meaning, the point of this all is to explore a new outlet and direction of writing.

So, starting now, I will not tell you any more about Flawless's story or plans. I will talk about the characters and play around with concepts and scenarios, but the story will not come out until it is time.

#mackerel posts #mackerel rambles #flawless #got a bit carried away with the post here #oh! something very important to clarify now: #none of the characters are a. representation of me anymore #theyve all become their own thing #it is important to me that i tell you that #i do hope this whole post is comprehendible i am wildly distracted while posting #the next update probably wont be for a while #im wanting to do characters next and there's still a lot of work to do with personalities and designs #i will probably also give research updates unless i think that it would be boring to read about #i dont know #i could take back this whole post for all i know #its still early #i am not proof reading btw #sorry but not sorry i do not have it in me to do that

[begginmonty]

working with mike

(this doesn't follow the plot directly and mike works like more than just 3 shifts, also this is legit 2k words long i got so so so carried away im just so in love with mike, apologies!! its also not been proofread sorry <3)

before mike is hired alongside you, steve raglan had given you the job a week or so ago after you had lost your last job over a silly customer dispute (the customer is never right) and steve was your last hope at job, and bingo he had one. here you are 2 weeks later, waiting by your car outside the rundown pizzeria, waiting to train the new guy whose supposed to help you

a car pulls up and out comes a very pretty, but very tired/drained, looking guy, you introduce yourself with a small smile and he doesn’t return it, and is like “im mike”, you give him the benefit of the doubt that he hasn't smiled at you, new jobs are stressful.

the first shift goes fine, you tell him the basics and show him the training video tape, which alongside your commentary of making fun of some of it and nit-picking little things finally gets an amused smile from him. you can see him ease up a little. he doesn’t talk as much as you do but he seems to enjoy your ramblings. 

you show him the showtime performance after he looks confused about ‘animatronics’ . watching his reaction of the animatronics rendition of talking in your sleep by the romantics is a little amusing to you but you were the same way when vanessa had shown you originally.

“its something isn’t it?” he doesn't reply, he just stood looking in disbelief. 

when morning rolls around, you show him how to lock up and then give him his own key that steve had given you. 

“wasn’t so bad was it?” 

“it was..different” 

the second shift alongside mike is different but a good different. he’s running a little late and walks in on your blasting an 80s hot pop hits tape over the old speakers, vacuuming the main dining area. a smile, that melts his heart a little, lights up your face as you see him walk in.

“im sorry i’m late the babysi-”

“hey, dont stress it. you still made it!” 

he is not used to someone being so nice and friendly to him??  its foreign but he finally cracks you a small smile, watching you as you turn on the vacuum and continue listening to the music. (i need to hug him i stg)

he hasn't met anyone as nice as you in a long long time, it’s refreshing for him

and not in a creepy way !!!!!!!!!!! but he watches the cameras and watches as you just listen to the music as if the world isn’t there and continue to clean the area. 

“need a hand?” 

mike speaks up as you take a break leaning against a table, facing the main stage, the curtains open (as your next task is going to clean around the animatronics, it’s getting too dusty), music turned down quietly. he comes and leans against the table with you. you start small talk, saying something about the animatronics and you guys talk a little.

“so, you said something about a babysitter, do you have, like, a kid or something? sorry if im being too nosy, please tell me to shut up or something” mike cannot get over how nice you are

and then mike explains his living situation, and then the two of you get into a discussion about how families can suck and be shitty ect

and mike really likes how you don't pry or ask him lots of questions like others have done in the past, this man is really liking you and he’s only know you for two days

“this guy…must’ve been on something to make this place” and mike laughs a little !!! for the first time you got him to laugh !!

“yeah it’s something isn’t it..” both of you are sat against a table just staring at the animatronics in front of you

the two of you make small talk as you wipe down the dust covered tables but you can see how tired he is, he’s yawning a little bit.

“hey, you know, you can like sleep on the job by the way?” he looks up at you from the table, “sometimes i take a good couple hours nap in the office, no ones breaking into this place anytime soon”

he tries to protest and mentions towards the cleaning products and you brush him off, “go, you need it”

mike feels a strange warmth in his heart the hasn't felt, maybe ever? and he naps for a few hours whilst you continue to clean around. cleaning isn't in your job description but honestly you’re worried about the level of dust entering your lungs y'know

a loud thud and chair scraping noise comes from the office and you run to it and see mike on the floor, he looks confused and you help him to sit up. you ask if he’s okay but he seems out of it, “mike, whats wrong?”

sitting on the floor together, mike explains everything to you and opens up to you about a little brother he had, and tells you about his dream issues and sleep issues and you can see he’s upset and shaken by this dream. He shows you the sleeping pills and he explains the dream theory he’s been reading about.

“this is the part where somebody usually calls me crazy” 

“you aren’t crazy, mike” mike notices how kind you eyes are and how warm your voice is, “i’ve seen crazy. you are far from it” you joke a little and he has the faintest smile tug at his lips. 

finally home time woo !! as you lock up the gate, you watch as mike goes to his car, “mike wait!”

he turns around almost instantly at your voice as you run up to him, you pull something out from your hoodie a fazbear security badge and hand it to him, “you’re officially security now” he takes it from you and thanks you with that small smile. 

3rd shift passes (you could’ve sworn foxy was standing in a different spot and bonnie’s hand placement looked completely different) and vanessa comes for her weekly visit and meets mike. when you aren’t with them, vanessa brings up the fact that you’re one of the kindest and nicest people she’s ever met and mike agrees. 

next shift goes by and another and you guys have a long conversation about everything and you tell him more about yourself. hes never really been romantically involved with anyone but somebodysss got a crush (its him and well, you do too). and then you let him sleep and decide to tackle the old kitchen. (you could’ve sworn you heard someone walk down the hallway but you double check and no ones there)

mike dreams again and you swear you hear a groan and you walk to the office to see him, out of breath, breathing, clutching his arm and theres blood coming from it and he looks up at you trembling. “oh my god mike, what happened?”

you sit opposite him, patch him up and make him a hot drink, and he's explaining everything to you and you can tell he’s really getting bothered by these dreams. (you also think hes hurt himself from falling off the chair somehow..unbeknownst to you)

he’s tearing up a little and you just hold his hand in yours, and he's looking at your kind eyes and he doesn’t know how to react to being touched, he stops talking (mike is incredibly touch starved oh my god) and, carefully, you lean forward and hug him very gently.

he’s stiff at first but you can feel him relax into the hug and he wraps his non-injured arm around you and grips onto your back, “its okay mike. you’re okay” you can tell he really needs this hug and you can tell no one has really hugged him in a long time.

when the shift ends and you say goodbye for the day, your car just refuses to start. you cannot start it at all. you get out the car and look at it in a huff, but lucky for you mike hasnt driven a way yet

he gets out his car and you explain to him about your car, and he offers if you want a lift home or at least back to his house (his house is much closer than yours) and you can call someone about the car and you agree.

the drive is nice, you notice he has a great taste in music

meeting abby!! mike excuses himself for a shower whilst you're ringing the mechanics for your car, and he accidentally falls asleep on his bed after. when he wakes up (a good hour or so later, which you really don't mind) he walks into the living room to see you and abby sat on the floor colouring together with a cartoon on the tv, and you guys are really getting along and she’s wearing your security guard vest and badge. (her friends told her to trust you)

“uh abby, why dont you get ready for school?” mike speaks up, causing you both to look in his direction. 

you can't fight the fact that he looks hot with joggers and shirt on, looking sleepy as hell aHHH

“okay” abby smiles and gives you back your stuff and runs off to her room to get ready for school. 

he walks over to you and sits down on the couch, “im sorry for falling asleep-”

you sit next to him and place your hand on his arm and smile, “its fine, mike, really. your sister is lovely”

mike looks up from your hand and looks at your face. he looks sleepy and gorgeous and you look gorgeous to him and your eyes are so kind and theres a moment. some sort of magnetic force kinda pulls your faces closer together.

“im gonna be late!” says abby running into the room.

mike drops abby to school and you stay in his house, waiting for the mechanic to eventually call you back like he says he will. you feel a little awkward sitting on his couch watching tv but you have nothing better to do.

he comes back he offers you a shower and some of his clothes as he feels bad for you having to sit in work clothes. 

the way his heart feels when he see’s you walk out to the bathroom and back to the couch next to him wearing one of his sweatshirts and a pair of his joggers as well hMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmm (too early for love?)

he smells good

you must both drop off to sleep, as a few hours later mike opens his eyes for a minute to the TV showing some drama show, and then he notices a heavy feeling on his chest. there you are, passed out, in his clothes, head on his chest peacefully asleep. 

this is something he’s never felt before !1!!1 

he blushes (thank god you’re asleep) and brushes a hair out of your face, staring down at your sleeping face (uh oh someones in love) before grabbing the worn blanket from behind him and throwing it over your exposed legs.

you stirr a little, your arm wrapping around his lower half and he's so flustered and sleepy and aHHHH

he wraps his arm around your shoulders gently and passes out again (PART 2??)

#mike schmidt x reader #mike schmidt #fnaf x reader #five nights at freddy's #five nights at freddy's x reader #fnaf movie #fnaf movie x reader #fnaf movie imagine #mike schmidt imagine #five nights at freddy's imagine #william afton #movie ver

[drewstarkeyslut]

IN FOR IT ᡣ𐭩

ok babes, i'm literally doing something seriously out of my comfort zone. just a little something i guess....THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITING so please keep that in mind + don’t come for me. i literally tried my fucking best — idk how to format or anything either so please don't judge. IM NERVOUS OK BYEE😂

Summary: rafe walks in on you masturbating, and he decides to put you to use.

Warnings: mdni nsfw 18+, oral sex (male receiving), throat fucking, daddy kink, choking.. use of slut/whore. idk what else? that's about it

you knew rafe would be home soon but waiting was not an option right now. you already waited all morning and quite honestly you wanted to get caught because you knew the exact reaction you would get from him.

you waste no time getting comfortable and taking your clothes off in a hurry. once you were sprawled out on the couch you reach down towards your pussy and start rubbing your clit in a circular motion. the only thing on your mind was rafe’s cock balls deep in your cunt.

“yes! yes! omg! rafe right there! feels s'good” you scream out which catches rafe’s attention as he enters the living room. he just came home not even five minutes after you started. he see’s you on the couch legs spread wide open, rubbing yourself to the thought of him. rafe smirks, head shaking as he walks towards you. "what do you think you're doing y/n?"

“rafe!? you’re home earlier than usual, i—i was just…so fucking horny i needed to feel you but i just couldn't wait any longer” you whine out, slightly embarrassed at being caught for the first time yet turned on at the same time.

the look rafe had in his eyes was unreadable, making you worry. you start closing your legs as fast as you could but rafe was faster. his strong hands pry your legs wide open as far as they would go.

“shut up y/n. i really don't want to hear it. don't feed me that bullshit.” rafe grits out, towering over your naked body.

“y’know i’m going to punish you for this but a slut like you would love that wouldn’t you? couldn’t even wait for me to come home. shit, just had to touch yourself like the fucking whore you are, yeah?" rafe groans in your ear as he harshly slaps your pussy.

“ahhhh! mmmm, i’m really sorry daddy i swear, was just thinking about you, missin' you…and i got carried away, that’s all..i know i wasn't supposed to touch myself without your permission" you start rambling.

“aw how sweet, you missin’ me? that’s real damn cute but ah ah, don’t think you’re getting off the hook so easily pretty girl, you want my cock that bad huh?” rafe smirks, eyes turning dark with lust.

“yes rafe, please, i need you, need your cock.. i don’t care, just need your cum r-right now so fucking bad. i’ll do anything please, wanna be your little cumslut” you beg, giving rafe pleading eyes.

he wastes no time undoing his belt and pulling his pants down just enough for his throbbing hard cock to spring free slapping his stomach, precum already dripping from his tip. you swear you could've came just from the sight of rafes perfect cock standing at attention for you.

rafe has zero patience as he grabs you by your throat, gripping you so hard it was sure to leave a mark. he pulls you down onto the floor on your knees. he lets go of your neck with aggression it made your head throw back a bit. you were sure you were close to passing out but thankful rafe let go of your neck when he did.

“we're not going to have any problems here now are we, y/n?” you're going to be a good girl for daddy and suck yeah? ” he groans, eyes darting from your lips to his hard length.

when rafe tells you to do something you always do as you’re told honestly scared of what could happen if you didn’t listen. you really didn’t want to find out either.

“hey, listen, daddy is talking to you, be a good little slut for me hmmm?" rafe jeers as he grabs your chin making you look up at him.

“yes daddy, going to be on my best behavior” you smile up at him licking your lips.

“that's what i thought, open that pretty little mouth of yours and put it to use, stick your tongue out” rafe demands.

you obey as he slaps the tip of his cock on your tongue. his salty precum coating your tongue, making you shiver, and leaving your pussy throbbing with need. the wetness from your cunt leaking down your thighs.

too horny at this point and knowing you weren’t going to be able to cum tonight, you start working his cock with both hands, twisting and tugging while licking and sucking his cock. your filthy little mouth going far down his length, taking as much as you could before gagging.

"god, you're such a fucking slut, i bet you’re soaking wet already and i didn't even touch you. look at you getting all cock drunk like the whore you are" rafe teases.

you remove your mouth from his cock, a string of spit that connected from your mouth to his shaft coming undone, making quite the mess. you were now officially cock drunk. licking stripes up and down his cock while stroking with both hands, alternating between licking and sucking, after each deep throat making sure to add the popping sound that rafe loved so much. it drove him wild.

for a slight moment you take the time to appreciate the view in front you. rafe's cock standing at attention just for you, smothered in both spit and precum, throbbing with intense need to empty his seed.

cupping his balls, you start to massage them making rafe gasp with pleasure. “you like that daddy? when i squeeze and lick them?” you tease as you start licking at his balls, giving them a little suck. rafe’s moans filling the room. this gives you more motivation and you start to ravish his cock while caressing his balls. your tongue is going absolutely feral all over his throbbing cock.

you are sucking him with extreme passion, your head starting to go dizzy. he is a moaning mess above you, mouth open, and head tilted back. he was completely blissed out turning you on even more.

you’re going to deep you start to choke. unable to breathe you try pulling away, but rafe grabs the back of your head and thrusts deeper into your mouth.

“this dick too big for you to handle, huh?” rafe laughs. you could only nod your head in response. “fuck, you’ll be fine, come on you got it baby. just like that. feels so fuckin’ good” you look up at him with red teary eyes and drool dripping from the sides of your mouth.

“god damn, you look so beautiful like this” he groans as he slaps your cheek and pulls your hair into a makeshift ponytail. he starts guiding your head back and forth on his cock, slow but deep. he was in complete euphoria.

something about you looking up at him with those innocent doe eyes had him on the edge. he plants a kiss on your forehead then grabs the back of your head once more and starts to thrust into your mouth at a sloppy pace. he was fucking your face so brutally you definitely couldn’t breathe. rafe could care less, he just wanted to empty his warm seed down your throat.

things were getting real intense. you were a moaning mess, your moans vibrating down his shaft.

“oooh shit! don’t you fucking stop! i’m—i’m gonna cum y/n, fuuuuuck!!” rafe practically screams, room filled with his loud moans. his cock starts to pulsate as warm spurts of cum shoot down your throat.

you make sure to swallow every single drop because you can hear rafe in your head, “that's what good girls do, they swallow.”

“mmm, fuck rafe. tastes soo good, i swallowed it all, just for you. did i do good daddy?” you question rafe as you stare up at him with such an innocent look.

“always my good girl baby, now open that filthy, slutty mouth of yours and let me see and let me see” rafe demands as he grabs your chin and tilts your head back. you open your mouth showing him that every last drop of his cum had been swallowed.

“oh yeah, you’re daddy's good little cumslut. always making me feel so fuckin' good, and don’t worry i’m just getting started princess, not even done with you yet. take your sexy ass to the bedroom” rafe slaps your ass as you get up and start walking towards the hallway.

#my first fic🥹 #rafe cameron #rafe cameron x reader #rafe cameron x you #rafe cameron smut #rafe cameron fic #rafe cameron fanfiction #rafe fanfic #rafe cameron drabble #rafe cameron blurb #rafe cameron prompt #rafe cameron one shot #mdni divider creds: hitobaby

[virtualluvr]

JOHN DORY — BROZONE

reader meeting JD?? NO WAY! very short and not as good as my older works, my writing will get better the more I write, I am a little rusty so don’t mind that! pls request im dying :p

John Dory didn’t really think of who he was gonna be with in the future nor how he was gonna meet anyone…til he saw you. He met you, well..rather you bumped into him..near a local bakery. He was going to fetch some treats for his brothers. I mean, after a long trip and a battle, who wouldn’t want to stuff their face with sweets?

You were rushing to deliver some orders, pushing through the crowds with your rollerskates and large boxes stacked up in your arms. You failed to notice the blue-haired troll walking down the path…and you went a little too fast and tumbled onto him. And with a loud yelp, the both of you slid across the grass with loud slam. The pastries and goodies you had been carrying piled onto him, effectively covering him in sweet goodness and frosting.

“Oh my god! Are you okay? Am I going to be fired??” Your panicked expression was all that JD saw, he was still a little dizzy but he let out a groan and rubbed his head, frosting coating his fingers. He didn’t respond but he just stared, still processing what just happened.

“Um, hello? Are you okay? Are you gonna tell my boss?” You questioned with concern, helping him up and offering him a tissue for the ungodly amount of frosting on him. You were filled with anxiety as JD reluctantly got up. Once his vision was finally okay, he looked at you, his eyes widening at such a view. Your hands, knees, and forearms were slightly scraped, but you didn’t mind, you were only worried about him.

JD awkwardly coughed and adjusted his coat, cleaning off the residue off his clothes. His eyes wandered around to see if anyone had witnessed the scene, thankfully there was no one.

“I’m fine, but are you okay?” He pointed at the scrapes littering your body, his eyes darting back and forth from the awkward silence that filled the atmosphere around the both of you.

“I’m…well..its okay. I’ll patch myself up later, I’m really sorry, I wasn’t paying attention and I’d be happy to pay for your cleaning..” You rambled, looking down for some in-tact boxes. He didn’t respond right away, instead he decided to help, placing the surviving ones on top of each other. As the last one came to his view, you both reached for it and coincidentally, grazed hands. JD jolted, his hand reverting back as you looked up at him with a confused expression, a cheeky smile creeping on your face.

He’s never felt this way before, he felt love-struck? He was confused, maybe still a tiny bit dizzy? JD was having a lot of mixed feelings, was he annoyed, happy that he met you, maybe a little upset that he didn’t meet you sooner?

“Do you..wanna maybe talk about this over a cup of hot chocolate? The cleaning and stuff…after my shift?” You broke the silence, a genuine smile on your face as you tied all the boxes together. You chewed your cheek as you awaited his response.

“How about over dinner, at my place?” JD smirked, his ego growing bigger as he saw a harsh hue cover your cheeks. Although he’s never felt this way about anyone before, he sure wasn’t going to let this chance go down the drain, especially with a cute girl!

“We just met?” You giggled while pushing his shoulder slightly. Thinking he was joking, you were a little stunned as he handed you his card. You looked at it, tracing over the name ‘John Dory’ imprinted on it, “Do you always have these in your pocket?” you raised a brow, eyes flickering at him.

He didn’t have time to respond as you picked up the boxes. “The hot chocolate thing..lets do that. You know where to find me and I can maaaaybe get us some free cupcakes because my parents own the bakery. See you later,” you looked at the card again, double-checking the name, “John Dory.”

With that you carefully skated away, leaving JD with a wide grin on his face. Oh yeah, he is definitely coming back tomorrow.

@VIRTUALLUVR — dont copy my work, paste it, or steal !

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[seancekitsch]

Hello! Here’s the fic idea I commented earlier, sorry if I sent it the wrong place the first time 😅.

This is my first time asking but what if you did a fic where Lucifer gets startled by the reader (if you do that sorta thing) while he’s working on a duck or smth and his wings pop out and the reader (again, idk if you do that, maybe another character?) teasingly touches his wings and he gets really flustered because ✨sensitive wing trope✨ and whatever happens after that is purely up to interpretation and yeahhhh, that’s my fic idea! :3

hey dont worry! i know im prone to losing track of things i just wanted to make sure i didnt lose it :)

Curiosity has been killing you all day. It started with the chipper mood Lucifer had walked into his work shop with, and only increased when you started to hear the noise of tinkering tools. He’d cheerfully told you not to let anyone disturb him today, which, was a welcome change from the gloomy way he used to drag himself to this same workshop. With the way you’d have to drag him out to eat, the way you’d have to pretend you couldn’t hear him mumbling to himself through the door. It was easier for Lucifer if you pretended that you didn’t know about what he was going through, so you did just that, and he rewarded you with his loyalty and generosity, and dare you say it: his companionship.  Being his assistant for the past few years, you’d seen a change in him the more time he spent with his daughter. It was nice. This is the happiest you’ve seen him in a long time, and the curiosity is killing you. 

The sounds of a drill, the sounds of hammering, the sounds of clinking metal drift out from the door to where you’re sat, a plush lounger where you get to turn away any uninvited guests (thought there never are any). This isn’t the typical soundscape you hear when Lucifer has a new duck idea. You stop scrolling Sinstagram, throwing your phone onto the cushion as the nagging thought to check on him finally consumes you. 

You push open the door carefully, the sounds of tinkering growing louder. 

“Hello?” you ask, “Luce?”

No answer. Then you spot him, his coat haphazardly thrown to the side, working on the table near the window hunched over and in full focus.

“Hey?” you call again, your voice just loud enough to carry across the workshop space. 

Lucifer jerks up from the desk he’s hunched over, clearly having not heard your knocking before entering. He knocks his hip into the edge of it, jostling all of his tools, clanking together. Your calling out to him seems to start a chain reaction, one that ends with a carving tool hitting the ground and three sets of wings suddenly sprouting from already designated holes from your boss’ burgundy velvet waistcoat. 

Holy shit. You haven’t seen him like this since… well, extermination day. And sure, other demons have wings, but his are magnificent, in a way that even made you give pause to admire them amongst the bloodshed of that day. You shoulder slump, awestruck at the demon in front of you. Your feet seem to move of their own accord, crossing the space between you and your boss. 

“Oh! I’m sorry,” Lucifer’s shoulders sag, relaxing as he realizes its just you, “I didn’t hear you come in.”

You shake your head, a smile spreading across your lips. 

“I should have been louder,” you offer, and step closer, admiring his wings still not retracted. Lucifer relaxes too, smiling at the welcome intrusion. 

“So what brings you into workshop today, huh?” He asks, and then falters, “Not that uh— not that I’m not happy you’re in here it’s just uh— you know, you don’t usually…”

“I got curious,” you answer, cutting off any rambling he’s going to do. Lucifer has been rambling a lot more often lately. So unsure of himself, it’s sweet. 

You reach out, fingertips brushing against the tips of crimson red feathers.

“Haven’t seen these in a while,” you muse, rubbing your thumb across the top of one wing. They’re softer than you expected them to be, rich luxe down that you’d expect of the worlds most expensive pillow. Your eyes follow them to where they lead back into his waistcoat, connecting to his back. What would his bare back look like? 

A groan interrupts your thoughts, and glancing to Lucifer’s face, his teeth are bared. Oh shit. What a fucking mistake. 

“I’m sorry, Sir! I hope I didn’t hurt you I didn’t-” you yank your hand back as if its been burned, fear spreading like ice in your veins that you’d irreconcilably fucked this up and maybe now you’re out of a job and you’d never be able to see him again, stuck finding work with the Vees or even worse. 

Lucifer inhales sharply, and then sighs. 

“No, no please don’t be sorry,” he reaches out for you, as if he’s scared too. His gloved hands cradle your hand, the one that dared to touch his wing. 

“You didn’t hurt me,” he assures you, a sheepish smile spreading across his features, just alabaster cheeks growing red as he keeps talking, “My wings are, well, they’re… sensitive?”

His voice rises as if he’s questioning himself in his own explanation. It takes you a moment, searching the King of Hell’s face for an answer before it hits you, almost taking the wind out of your chest. Oh, you realize. That was not a groan of pain. Fuck, this is awkward. 

“Oh I’m,” you pause, are you sorry? “I’m sorry.”

Lucifer searches your face, his mouth falling into a frown. 

“No! Please, don’t be. Stop apologizing,” Luficer’s hands start pulling yours, beckoning you closer to him again. You comply, stepping back into his personal space. Lucifer places your hand back onto his wing, smiling again. 

“I liked it,” he tells you, smile starting to melt into a smirk. Your hand travels along the top of the wing, smoothing out any feathers out of their spot. Lucifer shudders as your hand moves, a sigh leaving his lips. 

Emboldened, you keep going, running your nails along them, down between feathers. 

Lucifer reacts… exquisitely. His hands shoot out to grip your hips, fingers digging into you. He starts panting, the blush growing across his skin. 

“Been a while since you’ve been touched like this, huh, Sir?” you ask, pushing your luck. Lucifer nods as he lets his forehead fall against your shoulder. He moans into the side of your neck as he wraps himself further around you. 

“What were you making?” you ask him, finally remembering what you even came in here for. Though, this seems better than the original reason; With you quickly feeling yourself go weak at the sound of the noices falling from Lucifer’s lips and the feeling of his hot breath fanning out along your neck. 

“Fuck,” he pants, “Gift for you.”

His hands start wandering, moving from your hips to your waist and back down, just short of coming around to cup your ass. You would let him if he did. 

“For little old me?” you tease him, though internally, you could scream. It touches deep inside of you that he’d think of you like that enough to make you something. 

“Mmm, of course,” he hums, nuzzling his face closer into your neck. His arms wrap around you, pulling you flush against him as your nails rake through his wing, the two of you pressed together in desperate intimacy. 

Your breath hitches when his knee knocks between your own. 

“Th- thank you, Sir,” you whisper, your voice airy and far away. 

Lucifer chuckles against your skin, his grasp on you tightening. 

“Don’t thank me just yet,” he says, “I’ve got another gift for you if you want it.”

You don’t need to be a genius to read between the lines of what he means. Hell, now you see it. What a charmer. 

“Oh yeah?” you challenge him, your free hand coming up to touch the buttons of his waistcoat. Lucifer pulls back, his pupils blown wide as he looks at you like a prize to be won.

"Get on the table and I'll show you," he says.

And then it's like you can't move fast enough.

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[ambcass]

Can I request Bruce Wayne x kid reader, where the reader is really shy and hardly talks to anyone, and when they meet someone new, the reader hides behind Bruce's leg. The reader is clinging to Bruce, like a lost puppy, but at some point Bruce has to leave and the reader has a full on melt down, crying and screaming. Trying to find Bruce, the reader somehow escapes the manor and tries to look for Bruce, but they get overwhelmed with the people and the cars. Luckily Gordon finds the reader and recognizes, so he calls Bruce. Later Bruce and the whole Family arrive, and Bruce never leaves the reader ever again.

OMG I ACIDENTALLY DELETED AN INBOX!! IF U MADE THE PERCY JACKSON ONE IM SORRYYY :(((

anyways request pls :)

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"And who is this cutie?" a woman wearing a red dress points to you. You were on Bruce's side, lost in a trance before you heard that woman address you. You quickly hid behind Bruce and peeked your head out. Bruce looked behind him and smiled.

"This is ___. They're a bit shy but once you get to know them, they are a bundle of joy." The woman stepped closer and extended her arms.

"Awe, come give me a hug," she said in a warm tone. You backed up, furrowing your eyebrows. Bruce stopped her and started explaining how you didn't come from a great environment before meeting him. The woman pouted but respected your past.

"Poor baby...I'm so sorry," She placed her hands on her chest. "I'll leave you two alone now. I'll see you later Mr. Wayne" She winked at Bruce and then left. You came out of hiding, you held on to his hand. Bruce gave you the "okay" signal, meaning that he was done with this gala, and it was finally time to go home. The two of you walked out of the "palace" and headed to the limo. The windows rolled down, and Alfred was there to greet the two of you. Bruce opened the door and you leaped into the car.

"Alfred, Alfred! Can we please, please, please go home" you whined and shook your legs. Bruce got in the car and closed the door. Alfred giggled and started driving away.

"I take it that your trip was fun?"

"Not even. We have so much in common, the two of us hate galas," Bruce answered and turned towards you. "Isn't that right,___?" You nodded. For you, the ride took so long that you started falling asleep. Your eyes couldn't keep open and eventually, you closed your eyes and fell asleep.

Once you arrived back to the manner, Bruce carried you back. Placing you on your bed until you wake up. Waking up, your vision slowly started to clear up as you walked out of your room.

"B-bruce...," you called out. "Bruce! Where are you?" your heart started to beat faster and faster. You ran down the stairs calling for Bruce and Alfred but no response. Walking back and forth, running in circles through the manner.

You knew it was a bad idea, but you did it anyway. You left the manner to search for him, the both of them. Ran down the hill, heading for the streets, cars were running at 50 mph but you didn't care that you were going to get hurt. You just wanted your dad.

At this point, you're out of breath. You sat down on the side of the crosswalk. Tears flood your eyes. You start hyperventilating. Breathe. You told yourself. Breathe. That's what Dad would want. You felt a tap and jolted up.

"___? What are you doing here? Where's your dad?" A guy in his mid-40s looked down at you. It was Commissioner Gordan. You went to give Gordan a big hug as you sobbed in his arms.

"W-where's Bruce. I can't find him!" you cried out. Gordan stroked your hair, trying to calm you down.

"It's going to be okay, we'll find him...I'll give him a call, alright?" His soft expression made you realize that you were safe. Safe from everything from the outside world. Godan gave Bruce a call and minutes later he arrived. The moment you saw him, you ran towards him and wrapped your arms around his waist.

"What are you doing out of the house?" Bruce asked. You did nothing but ramble countlessly about how much you missed him and Alfred. A person emerges out of the car and speaks,

"Hey sweetie, what can your big brother do to help you feel better?" Your oldest brother, Dick Grayson came out from the car. You took a look in the car and saw the other three. Jason, Tim, and Damian.

"The others are gonna arrive at the manner later. Meanwhile how about us four spend time with our little sister. How does that sound?" Dick asked and you nodded. You entered the car and Bruce followed.

"After today, I won't ever leave my little girl at home alone ever again."

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