#Mute fanfic

[gatitties]

Mute: O1. Flowers

─Tendou Satori x fem!reader

─Sinopsis: where Tendou seems to perfectly understand a girl who is mute without the need to make gestures.

─Warnings: none

O1. Flowers / O2. Friends! / O3. Study / O4. Ice-cream / O5. Sick / O6. Locked up / O7. Fight / O8. Friends? / O9. Grateful / 1O. Wishes

The whistling of the birds relaxed you as you walked around the Shiratorizawa campus, you were drowning in your thoughts and you had only been there a week. But it was normal, in just seven miserable days you had already earned those looks; pity, intrigue, fear...

Thanks to?

You are mute, you do not have the ability to speak and that causes many problems when it comes to relating to people, you should always carry your charged phone or a small notebook; without that you were totally out of it, although you certainly mostly wandered alone, were it not for the two girls who desperately offered you to be part of the gardening club. They were the only ones who treated you as if you were a normal girl and not the most delicate person in the world, as if you were going to break at any moment.

But now none of that mattered, with the battery dead and without your notebook you were really lost, you only had one mission, to buy fertilizer at the store near the campus. Being you, nothing could go well for you and you confused the directions they gave you, you were still close to Shiratorizawa but you shouldn't come back without your purchases, you didn't want to disappoint the two girls and have them look at you with pity like everyone else.

So you saw them.

Your last resort, there were a couple of guys wearing the school uniform, hopefully they could understand some gestures so you could communicate. When you caught his eye your mouth dropped slightly at his height, one was quite muscular while the other was slimmer and walked a bit hunched over. They were both like giants. You stayed a few long seconds looking without doing anything, until you realized that you were making a fool of yourself as usual.

"Do you need something?"

Awkwardly you nodded, you made a couple of simple signs not very complicated but when you saw the boy's stoic face you sighed pulling some of your locks back. You looked at his redheaded companion, he was so quiet looking at you that it scared you a little; his eyes with slightly closed eyelids watched you as if he were seeing your soul.

«They really don't understand me»

"Yes, I understand you, I can go with you to buy, I also go there."

You widened your eyes in surprise, thinking that he had read your mind or maybe he understood your signs, but you were grateful so you nodded, excited to be able to fulfill your task.

"Tendou, we have to go back to the gym."

The redhead sweated, he really didn't have to go to a flower shop but you made him curious.

"Yeah, well, you know Ushiwaka, I have to go buy something."

"Okay, don't be late."

Relieved he looked where you were only to see how you looked at him with admiration? Yes, it may have been a coincidence that he could have understood you but he said exactly what you thought and you thought it was amazing.

"Come on."

He began to walk with great strides leaving you behind, you had to jog a little to be able to look him directly in the eye

«Can you understand me?»

"What kind of question is that? Obvious."

You opened your eyes even more, you hadn't even made a gesture. How could he understand you?

"Although it may not seem like it, the way you move or how you look at people are gestures that speak for themselves."

Your mouth opened when you heard him, he really was someone strange, however you liked 'talking' with him on the way to the store, you thought it was funny because of the expressions he made when he commented on something he didn't like.

«So what do you need to buy?»

You noticed how he got nervous, he smiled saying that he needed some flowers for his mother's birthday. You nodded at his message, clarifying that you were going to look after yourself while he chose the flowers. You caught him glancing at you nervously, he went back to looking at some random flowers not knowing what to buy because it definitely wasn't his mom's birthday and he didn't need those flowers. You approached lightly hitting his shoulder making him shudder at your touch.

«A yellow poppy will be fine»

Despite not understanding much about that language of plants that they told you about, you learned enough to know that those poppies meant success and health, something suitable for a mother. When you two paid you arrived at the main entrance where you said goodbye, with a feeling of happiness in the chest, you felt that you had met someone different.

#Mute fanfic #tendou #tendou satori #tendou satori x reader #mute reader #fem reader #x reader #shiratorizawa #shiratorizawa x reader #tendou fanfic #reader insert #sfw

[super-unpredictable98]

Can you write a fic where the reader is sick and luba takes care of them?

The Very First Christmas

Fandom: Mute

Pairing: Luba x Reader (Foreign Dreams’ verse)

Word Count: 1,1 k

Warning: Strong language, mild sexual content, periods and stuff

a/n: Sorry it took me a while, anon. I hope you like it <3 also just in case the other anons are seeing it, I'm working on your requests too. Happy new year to everyone!

(Masterlist)

"Kling, Glöckchen, klingelingeling

kling, Glöckchen, kling!

Mädchen, hört, und Bübchen

Macht mir auf das Stübchen

Bring euch viele Gaben, sollt euch dran erlaben!"

You heard Luba singing gently as he prepared a simple lunch in the kitchen. It smelled delicious, but you immediately felt something was wrong. Your head was throbbing and your cramps were killing you. 

Most of the time your period was an inconvenience, you fought cramps and other symptoms with meds, but it was probably the coldest day of the year, which also didn't help and only intensified that horrible feeling. 

"Good morning, Mausi," he called when he heard you groan, standing by the doorway. "It's Krampusnacht, there's a parade nearby, we should go! I used to love them as kids and since you never celebrated Christmas, I thought you'd- what's wrong?"

Your face probably gave you away, that months the pain was so horrible that you almost felt sick to your stomach. You couldn't stand straight, you could barely even move. 

"Cramps... This month is kicking my ass."

"Aw, Mausi!" Luba rushed to your side and took you in his arms. "I know a very good solution for cramps," he smirked, his hand creeping up your thigh.

"Not now, sweetie, I don't think I can do it."

He frowned, the situation was probably serious for you to refuse sex, a very rare sight. Back in the day when Naadirah got cramps he usually bought her medicine and a heating pad, all of her favorite sweets, and took the day off to watch movies with her. 

Suddenly that memory came to him and twisted his stomach. As much as he loved you, remembering her still hurt, he never even got the chance to say goodbye. 

"What's wrong?" You asked.

"I don't know what to do. I'm afraid you might get angry if I tell you."

"I won't get angry," you fell back into the pillows. "Go ahead."

"There's a ritual I can do to take care of you, but- I used to..." 

"You used to do it with her?"

Luba nodded, embarrassed by the thought. You were his girlfriend and he wanted to be completely devoted to you. The thought of you thinking about another man made him seethe, so why should you be okay with him thinking of another woman?

"I'm so sorry, Mausi."

"Lu, I don't care about what happened before. You're mine now, right?"

"All yours," he nodded, pushing his blonde curls away from his face, the long sleeves of his blue jumper nearly swallowing his hands.

"Then I don't mind, I just want my boyfriend to take care of me when I don't feel well. If anything, I'm glad you've had some practice," you moaned, squirming as another wave of pain took over your stomach.

"I don't wanna leave the house and leave you alone," Luba pulled you closer. "But I don't have the right medicine or the heating pads."

"Do you have Tylenol? It works too," you groaned and he nodded. "And a hot water bottle or maybe a towel you can soak in hot water?"

"I can do that! Let me check what we have in the pantry," Luba looked down at his smart bracelet and pulled the list of items you had bought on your last trip to the grocery store. "We have knoppers, schoko-bons, milka bars, goldbären..."

"Sounds pretty good to me."

He perked up, happy to be useful. He placed a gentle kiss on your lower stomach before moving up to your lips and sighed. 

After asking you to pick your favorite movie, he ran to the kitchen to prepare your care kit. You ended up choosing some old movie you found laying around and got back under the blankets. 

"Hey there, pretty lady," your boyfriend came in carrying a tray just like he did almost every night at the club. "I'm Luba and I'll be your waiter tonight. And yes, I do accept my tip in kisses."

"Silly..." you shook your head, a tired smile on your face. "I have lots of kisses for you."

"Perfect! I have some snacks, some tea for you to take your meds, and a hot towel for your tummy," he said as he put down each of the items on the bed. "Come here, let me help you, Mausi."

You swallowed the pill with the warm chamomile tea while Luba lifted your oversized shirt to put the hot towel in place. It already started to feel better, not exactly because of the stuff he brought, but because he was there with you, he cared. 

"I also made some lasagna, it's in the oven," he pressed a gentle kiss to your temple. "Do you need me to order pads or tampons or anything?" 

"No, I still have some," you sighed, leaning into his embrace and pressing play on the movie. "You're really good at taking care of people."

"Yeah, being a prostitute does that to a person," he joked, pulling you closer to massage your belly. "I love you so much."

"I love you too," you turned to catch his lips. "I'm sorry about Krampusnacht, I really wish I could go. We can still catch the parade if I can walk by then."

"Don't worry about it, we have the rest of our lives to celebrate Krampusnacht. Believe me, you'll wanna be able to run, here they like to chase people around," Luba laughed. "We can go next year, it's okay." 

"Are you sure?" 

"Yeah, of course," he assured. "Besides, soon it will be Christmas, your very first one, right? It's still Weihnachtszeit, we can make cookies, go to the market and drink glühwein, decorate the tree... My mum taught me how to make gänsabraten when I was a boy."

"What's that?" 

"It's goose, you know, for Christmas night." 

"Ew! No! Can't we just make a turkey?"

"How is a goose that different from a turkey? They're both birds," Luba chuckled. "People eat duck, quail, chicken, even pheasant. What's wrong with the goose?"

You had to agree he had a pretty solid argument and you didn't want to be rude, it was already near blasphemy that you avoided pork in Germany, you were not about to talk badly about your future mother-in-law's traditional recipe. 

"Fine, I'll try the goose, but only if you feed it to me."

"That's my girl, my good girl," Luba purred, placing a shoko-bon between his lips and leaning closer so you could take it. You giggled, accepting the chocolate and stealing a kiss in the process. "And once you do feel better... I don't mind spreading my red wings for you."

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#mute #mute netflix #luba mute #mute fanfic #luba x reader #fanfic #robert sheehan character fic #robert sheehan fanfic #robert sheehan x reader #foreign dreams

[vanteguccir]

Baking blind, deaf and mute | Chris Sturniolo

Chris Sturniolo x reader

Summary: Where Y/N participates in the Baking Blind, Deaf and Mute video, but things don't go as planned.

Warning: Begin of a panic attack, anxiety.

Requested?: Yes, @ecliphttlunar

Author's note: That is my work, I DON'T authorize any plagiarism! | English isn't my first language, so I'm sorry if there's any grammar error.

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"Alright guys, it's been almost a year since the last time we filmed one of these, I think..." Nick began, his body appearing in the camera frame, stopping next to Matt.

"Yeah, and today we have a special guest-" Matt was interrupted by Nick, who swallowed all the rest of his energy drink, stumbling back as he shook his head hard, feeling the burn go down his throat.

"Like she doesn't appear in almost every video." Chris ignored Nick's reaction, momentarily pointing to his girlfriend next to him.

A laugh escaped his throat, followed by a dramatic sound of pain as he received a slap from Y/N as a response, who rolled her eyes at him, crossing her arms and looking at the camera.

"They love me more than they love you guys at this point." She murmured, pointing at the camera with her chin, blowing an air kiss towards it.

"Anyways!" Nick shouted, casting a scolding glance from the corner of his eye at Chris and Y/N, focusing his eyes on the lens. "Today we're going to do the baking blind, deaf and mute challenge, and we have a guest with us, Y/N!" He raised his left hand, pointing it towards the girl momentarily, who smiled big and waved.

"Exactly, and since there will be four of us, instead of three, we will repeat one position. Y/N will be blind with Matt, while I will be mute and Nick will be deaf." Chris explained, wrapping his left arm around his girl's shoulder, pulling her close and massaging her biceps slightly, sealing his lips over her head momentarily.

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"Okay, today we're going to cook a carrot cake with chocolate frosting since it's our guest's favorite." Nick spoke, his voice coming out louder than normal since his ears were covered by the headphones where music was coming out at full volume.

Y/N nodded, resting her hands on the table, unable to see exactly where she was, her eyes already covered by Chris's red bandana.

"Y/N doesn't eat ready cake mixture, so we're going to make it from scratch!" Matt added, his back resting on the counter next to the stove.

His arms were crossed, and his head was turned in the direction he thought the camera was.

"Let's begin!"

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"Can someone preheat the oven, please?" Y/N asked, her head turned to the side where she heard footsteps.

A tired sigh escaped her nose when she received no response. The girl moved slowly, using her raised arms for support, feeling wherever she went.

Sudden hands on her waist made her jump in fright, relief coursing through her veins as she quickly recognized Chris's touch. The boy holds her tightly, guiding her slowly through the kitchen, until they reach the stove.

Chris lightly held her wrist, guiding her hand to the button to turn on the oven, waiting for her to do so before letting go of her hand, moving away slightly.

"What is happening? Are you still here?" Matt's voice cut through the air, his figure doing a 360° turn as he tried to understand where the others were.

"In here, Matt." Y/N replied as she walked back to the table, feeling around until she found the ingredients already separated.

The girl reached for the carrots, feeling them to check if they were peeled. They weren't.

"Chris, can you peel it for me, please?" The girl asked loudly, lifting her chin in the air so her voice could echo better.

Footsteps approached, and soon, the carrots were taken from her hands, the sound of a knife hitting the cutting board filling her ears.

The sound of screams filled the kitchen, Nick singing the songs he was listening to as loud as possible, probably dancing around the space, checking every now and then if the others were making the recipe correctly, despite Y/N and Chris knowing it by heart.

"Nick, can you shut up?" Matt asked loudly, turning in the direction where his brother's voice came from.

Nick noticed Matt trying to talk to him, looking back while furrowing his eyebrows in confusion.

"What?" He screamed.

Y/N, who was blindly measuring the correct amount of oil using a measuring cup, jumped in place in fright by the sudden loud sound. Her hand holding the oil shook slightly from the movement, spilling some of the contents onto her other hand and the table.

Her shoulders slumped, but she just kept going, knowing that there was nothing she could do at that moment other than fulfill her task.

After measuring the oil and flour as correctly as possible, the girl felt the table on her right side in search of the cut carrots, no longer feeling Chris' presence there.

Her hands ran across the wooden surface, grabbing the first thing she found in the belief that it was the vegetables, but instead, it was a knife.

A wince escaped her lips, feeling a sharp burning sensation spread from her right index finger to her hand. She had cut herself.

"Can I have a paper towel?" Y/N asked in a low tone, her voice coming out choppy from the pain she felt. "Hey, somebody, a paper towel. Please?"

No one answered her, Matt and Nick's arguing voices only growing louder and louder.

The girl took a deep breath, wiping her finger on her t-shirt, feeling pain and disgust at the same time at the thought of cleaning a wound on a fabric that wasn't as clean as something specific for hygiene.

Her attention returned to the things in front of herself. Y/N replayed her last steps in her mind, making sure she did everything right.

With that, her hand rescued the fuê that she knew was on her left side and began to mix all the ingredients in the ceramic bowl carefully, despite the pain in her hand.

She felt her senses were more heightened than normal, perhaps because her eyes were covered, which made her hear the different steps of each of the triplets, their voices, and in which direction they were going.

But at that moment, her attention was so focused on the mixture that she forgot to pay attention to the three boys.

"Matt, I'm not listening to anything you're saying!" Nick shouted, his tone full of sarcasm.

"I'm just asking you to stop-"

"Don't touch me, Chris!"

"Nick, stop doing that-"

"Stop talking, I can't hear you-"

The impact came suddenly against Y/N's back, causing her to hit her belly on the corner of the table and, consequently, pushing the mixture forward due to the impact. She was certain that everything had been spilled onto the wooden surface when she heard a loud gasp coming from Matt.

Y/N's lips trembled before the tears even came. She felt her eyes burning behind her bandana while her cheeks and chest ached with anguish.

"Y/N?" Chris's voice came out softly, his hands quickly ripping the bandana from his mouth, approaching his girl, ignoring the guilty looks from Nick and Matt as they both removed their respective bandana and headphones.

Y/N didn't respond, resting her hands on the table and lowering her head, feeling the fabric over her eyes getting damp little by little.

"Baby?" Chris whispered, slowly untying the knot on the bandana behind her head, being careful not to pull out any hair. The last thing he wanted was to cause pain on his girlfriend.

He felt his heart sink at the sight of her eyes closed tightly and her eyelashes damp against her pink cheeks. His own eyes quickly caught her chest rising and falling faster than normal in agitation.

Chris moved closer to her, positioning his hands on both of his girl's hips, lightly squeezing the covered skin in an attempt to ground her.

"Hey, hey, pretty girl, it's okay. Deep breaths, hm?" The brunette whispered close to her ear, casting a quick look behind his shoulder at his brothers, silently asking them to move away. "That's right, just like that. You got it, my love."

Y/N sucked in air through her nose, holding it for a few seconds before releasing it through her mouth.

After repeating the process a few times, she could finally feel her heart calm down and the anguish slowly disappear. Y/N opened her eyes slowly, blinking a few times to remove the remnants of tears.

"There's my pretty girl. Are you with me, baby?" Chris smiled kindly, his eyes shining as he looked at Y/N, waiting for her answer.

"Uhum, I am good. Thank you, baby." Her voice came out still a whisper, but in a healthier tone. "Can we continue? I really want to-"

"Wait, is that blood? Baby, are you hurt?" Chris noticed the reddish tone on her right hand, interrupting her sentence and holding her hand delicately with both of his, analyzing the small cut.

"Yeah, with that knife. It was an accident, but it's not hurting anymore." The girl tried to assure him, stroking his hands with her thumb slowly.

"Can we at least clean it? Before we continue." He asked, his tone full of hope while his eyes run through her face, trying to find any trace of pain.

"Okay." Y/N nodded, whispering with a small smile decorating her face.

The boy guided her to the sink, turning on the tap to cold water and slowly bringing her hand closer to the jet, letting the water hit the injured skin slowly, so that it didn't make her feel any more pain.

A wince escaped Y/N's throat when she felt the contact, suppressing the urge to pull her hand back.

"I know, baby. I know, I'm sorry." Chris whispered, his lips pressed against the side of her head. His free hand made small circles on her back, trying to reflect calm to her.

After a few seconds, Chris finally turned off the tap again, drying his own hand before rescuing a few sheets of paper towels. He wiped Y/N's sensitive skin slowly, wrapping her finger around a clean sheet.

"All done, honey."

"Thank you." She smiled, sealing her lips on his jaw slightly. "Can we bake now?" She asked innocently, looking at Matt and Nick, who were still watching them with guilty eyes.

Chris let out a low chuckle at her comment, waving his brothers closer again.

"Are you good, girl?" Nick asked as he approached Y/N, stroking her left shoulder lightly, his eyebrows furrowed.

"I am good, Nick. I promise." She smiled big at her best friend, hugging him sideways and laying her head on his right shoulder for a few seconds before stepping away again.

"Okay then, let's bake a cake!" Matt smiled at the camera, grabbing the nearest roll of paper towels, ready to clean up the mess before they could start baking again.

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Extra - comments:

"omg I would die on Y/N's place, all this was so overwhelming 😭"

"chris is such a good boyfriend and you can see it in here, the way he helps her at the beginning? bf goals 😫😫😫"

"chris and Y/N are so beautiful together 🥺"

"the way chris was super worried about Y/N so he ripped off his bandana too quickly to help her 😔😔😔"

"I want what they have so bad"

"nick and matt feeling guilty and then worrying about her was so cute!!"

"them baking it from the beginning again only because Y/N wanted to eat that cake is so thoughtful 😭"

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[aureum-cordis]

Lost & Found, Part 2

A/N: Hey again! Here’s Part 2, I didn’t want to make y’all wait too long for it. DogDay actually finds you in this part! The same warnings as from before apply, make sure to check out the first part if you haven’t already. Thank you for checking out this fic! Check out the other parts here: Part 1 , Part 3

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Yet as the orange dog neared the doorway and slowly opened the door, it was then that he noticed the small shape amidst the darkness. It was huddled near a bed, resting against the frame with a mangled plush in its hands as it wept into the soft body of what had once been some sort of animal.

A realization dawned on him in an instant, it was one of the children. Several questions flooded his mind, the most abundant of which contained some form of concern as to how this small child had survived.

Upon beginning to enter the room, his hand made contact with a plank of wood that groaned in protest under the added weight. The sound made him wince, his eyes immediately darting to the child in the room.

It was then that you looked up from the plush animal in your hands and finally noticed his presence. Panicked sobs and desperate attempts to back away from him were your way of trying to escape. DogDay was equally as panicked, knowing that he had to find something to soothe you and quick.

The last thing either of them needed was for CatNap to become aware of their presence. At this point, you had crawled under the bed in an attempt to get away from him, something that tore at his heart at that very moment. Tears ran down your face in streams, running down your nose as you began to hiccup from the intensity. DogDay lowered himself to the floor, attempting to mimic some form of submission.

His plush ears tilted back and his tail was held low and wagged slowly, his approach was inchmeal, but that was intentional. You were terrified of his very presence, he knew that he needed to do something to prove that he wouldn’t hurt you. His chin rested on the floor as he laid down a short distance away from the bed you took cover under.

Your sobs continued for several long minutes, pawing at your eyes with balled up fists to try to stop the steady flow. DogDay was patient, he would remain here for as long as you needed to feel comfortable.

He knew that staying here forever wasn’t an option, but his fear of CatNap’s presence had since dissipated upon noticing you.

You were so small, tinier than you should’ve been at such an age. Your skin was pale from the lack of sunlight and he could see your ribs through the tattered and dirty shirt you wore. Malnutrition plagued your already petite body, it was a miracle you had lasted this long. The bags under your eyes and the way your eyelids hung low were signs that he recognized as symptoms of sleep deprivation.

The intensity of your weeping had lessened as you peered out from under the bed at him through blurry eyes. He remained still, the only things moving were his and the slow wag of his tail. Slowly, you crept closer to him, hesitating every now and then as if you expected him to lash out at you.

But the orange dog was motionless, allowing you to come to him at your own pace. You tentatively stuck a hand out toward his head, the other still clutching the mangled fabric of the plush like a lifeline. DogDay lifted his head slowly and met your hand with his muzzle as well as his nose, to which you didn’t pull away, much to his surprise.

Instead, you began to pet him, running your hand along the fur of his chin. He wasn’t sure how to react at that moment, but you seemed more than content to keep stroking his dirty and matted fur, so he would allow it. Your eyes were swollen and red from crying, but now only a stray tear or two ran down your small cheeks.

Your breathing was still ragged and weak as your lungs attempted to gather oxygen from the stale air in the building. The orange dog allowed you to continue to run your hand along his head, when he noticed that you had moved closer to him. You placed the plush toy down by your side, DogDay watching with slight confusion when suddenly your arms wrapped around his head, which was relatively around the same size as your body.

You buried your small face into one of his downy ears, holding onto him as if he would vanish if you loosened your grip in the slightest.

Gently, he placed one of his hands on your back, careful to not frighten you as he did so. You grabbed handfuls of his fur, which he didn’t mind, knowing well that you were just a terrified little kid.

DogDay knew you didn’t deserve this, none of the children had warranted the horrors they were forcefully dragged into solely for daring to exist. Your weak little body shook like a leaf in the breeze as you held onto him and he used his hand to support you.

He hushed you softly, feeling tears soak into the fur of his ear that you still had your face buried in. “I’m here, you're not alone anymore. I won’t let anything happen to you.” His voice was quiet and gentle as he spoke, the sound startled you but as you listened to his words, he noticed that you relaxed substantially.

The muscles of your small frame had been taut prior, yet the words he spoke seemed to register in your fear-addled mind and set you at ease. Now that you were calmer and seemed to accept his presence, he deemed it to be a good time to return to the others.

He wasn’t sure how long they had been in this room, but he knew that staying in one place for far too long was a death sentence. Slowly, he lifted his head and broke the embrace in order to meet your eyes. You made a sound of protest, disliking the way he had moved away from you, but you looked at him in confusion as to why he had pulled away.

“It’s not safe here, will you come with me? I think I might need your company, I’m not brave enough to do it alone.” His words were far from the truth, anyone with sense would know that. There was no way he was going to abandon this child here, there wasn’t even the slightest chance that you would leave his sight.

But he had spoken that way as if he were the one that needed the child rather than the other way around, with the way you nodded and despite the circumstances, even allowed a small smile to grace your tear-stricken face. It was the sign he needed to know that it had worked, allowing you to feel stronger in such a horrible situation.

You were a brave child and DogDay knew that, you wouldn’t have lasted this long if you weren’t. He could only imagine what you had been through, what you had been forced to witness. But those thoughts could be addressed later, his main priority was returning to what remained of the Smiling Critters with you in tow.

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[selineram3421]

*is now craving sushi* Dang. 🍣

Other Worldly

Part 2

Part 1

Alastor X Shy Reader

Warnings ⚠

⚠ selectively mute reader, food mentions-seaweed, song lyrics Drift Away-Trillian ⚠

Alastor took the mer up to their hotel room, the halls empty as he made another water pun, which earned him a fin slap to the face.

"I could drop you, you know?", he said but continued to carry them towards the bathtub.

Setting them down gently, he made sure to get a towel and put it somewhere within reach for them to take when their legs returned.

"There you are dear!", he said before standing up straight. "I'll leave you here now. Don't try to get up too soon, you'll just flop right over!", he laughed and turned to leave.

"Wait.", they spoke softly.

Like an exciting rush, he felt chills run down his back as his body followed the command.

"Don't tell anyone about what you saw..", they paused. "Or what you heard from me. Please."

As soon as they were finished, the 'spell' had broken and he was able to move again. Glancing over his shoulder, the Radio Demon snapped his fingers and his coat was clear of the water spots they had left on him.

"Very well.", he said and began closing the bathroom door. "This will stay our little secret~", he placed a finger over his lips before shutting the door.

He stood there for a moment, hearing the mer let out a sigh before the water turned on.

Satisfied with his findings, the deer demon left their hotel room, making sure to lock the door before closing it.

As he made his way to his radio tower, he thought of ways to get the aquatic demon to sing around him.

I should ease their worries somehow.. He thought. I wonder if there is a way to lure a siren.

.

You hated the transition of your legs returning.

Every time, you felt like your tail was being torn apart. Your scales felt like needles piercing into you when they sunk back into your skin. The webbing on your fingers was the only thing that didn't hurt much, but your hands would cramp a few times the day after.

This is annoying. You thought as you dried yourself completely after taking a bath.

Next was the hard part.

Grabbing the edge of the tub, you slowly stood up. Your feet feeling like you walked many miles without rest, aching as you stepped onto the tile floor.

It hurt.

Step by step, it felt like you were walking on glass, thorns, or hot coal as you made your way into your room to get dressed.

As soon as you could, you dropped onto your bed with a whine, staying there for a moment before crawling under the covers. After turning off the lamp on the nightstand, you hoped that the red dressed demon wouldn't say anything of what he saw.

Yes, you told him a command but the other half was a plea.

Let's not worry about it. He did say it would be our secret. You thought before going to sleep.

The next day was a little odd.

After getting breakfast, the smiling demon began talking to you like you were old friends.

It confused you.

What did he have to gain from talking to a quiet person? There was nothing you could say without hypnotizing him.

.

It was simple.

All he had to do was get them used to him and they'd be comfortable enough to let their guard down.

What better way to do it other than talking?

Food.

Throughout a few weeks, the Radio Demon experimented with all kinds of food. Taking notice of their expressions and the amount of food that they left on their plate. Later, he noticed that they enjoyed snacking on seaweed.

He wasn't sure where they had got it from, but it was something that he made sure was kept stocked in the kitchen and at the bar.

"The fuck? Why seaweed?", Husker grumbled.

"One of our guests enjoys it and the Princess ordered a surplus of the snack.", Alastor said as he watched the cat demon put the box under the bar counter.

Of course, it didn't really work out like he wanted. They were still quiet, still just out of reach, wary of him and his every action.

So he tried a different tactic.

Continuing to talk to them in open spaces but once they left, he hid in the shadows and observed them.

And then it happened.

It was exactly what he was waiting for.

Though he was hiding within the shadows of a dark theater room, he still was able to catch them, to listen to them sing.

Dark brown wood and red velvet from the room had made the area darker than it really was, but they still managed to find a ledge to sit on. They started off with soft hums before a real note came out from their lips.

"Here in the garden

Let's play a game

I'll show you how it's done

Here in the garden

Stand very still

This will be so much fun"

Like before, he felt the pull in his chest, the daze their voice submerged his mind into.

"And then she smiled

That's what I'm after

A smile in her eyes

The sound of her laughter

Happy to listen

Happy to play

Happily watching her drift away"

His shadows held him back from crawling out of the darkness. Something he was quite grateful for as he didn't want to disturb their singing.

"You keep on turning pages, for people who don't care

People who don't care about you

And still it takes you ages, to see that no one's there

See that no one's there

See that no one's there

Everyone's gone on with out you.."

Such a peculiar thing. To feel what they felt through their song, waves of sadness brushing against his mind.

"And aren't I the fool to have

Happily listened

Happy to stay

Happy to watch her drift

Drift

Drift...away."

They finished their song and sighed, wearing a frown.

Something Alastor couldn't just stand by for.

"You have such a lovely voice.", the deer demon spoke up.

They let out a noise of surprise and stood quickly , looking around the room like a frightened animal.

"It's a shame you hide it.", he continued.

He could hear how quick their breathing became as they backed away towards the nearest exit. Before the mer could touch the door, the Radio Demon came out of the shadows behind them and took their wrist.

They gasped and froze, not daring to look at him as he held them close.

Now is his grasp, he hummed in content and put a finger under their chin, lifting it up so they could look him in the eye.

His smile grew wider once they made eye contact.

"Let's make a deal~"

I did not have sushi but I did get to eat seaweed.

~Seline, the person.

Part 3

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[elitadream]

When words fail, get stuck and become painful, a simple gesture and a glance can speak volumes. ❤

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Shoutout to @mrspockify for taking the concept of selectively mute Mario and propelling it into the stratosphere. Their AU now lives rent free inside my head. 🥺🙏

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[thedevillovesflowers]

Comfort in the lion’s den 🦁

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[pure-oddity]

Fast foodies know the deal

Ghost x reader

(not proof read, this is just fluff straight from the source

Warnings: none, ovulation mention maybe? Its brought up a single time.)

The craving hits around 3 in the morning, it's ovulation week so the idea of not getting chicken nuggets from the drive through makes you want to cry.

You turn towards the sleeping lug beside you. He's on his back, breaths deep and even. Still as a grave but at your movement he takes the arm you had been using as a pillow to drag you further into his side.

Your Simon, took you forever just to get the man to admit he did more than tolerate you. even longer to admit he cared for you. It took you almost using his toothbrush to realize that the man might actually (gasp) like you. That one you didn't push, figured he'd come to terms with it on his own.

As you look at how peaceful he seems you try to fight the urge, you really do, but as you prop yourself up on your elbows and move closer to Simon's ear you resign to begging his forgiveness later.

"Simon, my baby? You sleeping?"

You wouldn't have known he was a awake had it not been for the lone eye opening to check on you

"Was, love. I was. Whats wrong, bad dream? Y' Can turn on the telly to that duck cartoon or the robots - won't bother me none." He rubs a comforting hand up and down your back, he's being so sweet you really do start to feel bad.

"I want chicken nuggets."

Silence.

Both eyes are open now.

The silence continues.

You smile sheepishly.

Wordlessly simon extracts his arm and turns so his back is to you.

"Nnooooooo! Simon pleeeaase. Pretty please? I want chicken nuggets so bad!"

"Go ahead. keys are on the rack, tanks full."

"Nooo you have to take me! come on baby please, for me?"

"My love. Sunshine. Light of my life. If you're hungry i made a perfecly good roast last night. Heat that up and let a man rest."

"I dont want a perfectly good roast! I want chicken nuggets. And a burger. And fries - oh maybe a shake?" You lean over him, hair purposely hung over into his face. He turns quickly and you're nose to nose

"So youre gonna have me get up at 3 fucking a.m. to get you a greasey, artey clogging, cholesterol raising gastrointestinal disaster of a meal - when we have a perfectly good home made dinner in the fridge."

"....please?"

Silence.

A deep suffering sigh.

An ecstatic squee

"Just get your fuckin shoes on"

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You lean back over into the passenger seat, simon grumpy faced as you insisted that you should be the one to order.

You pat your thighs in glee as he pulls up to the window, gives you a dirty look , and hands the cashier his card.

The second window delivers your meal and drink quickly, you dig in like a starved animal. You're mid chew when he gives a grunt. A snooty sounding eh hem.

You grin and giggle, slowly airplaning him a nugget.

"Give me the chicken or i'll take the whole box"

You squeak and shove it to his lips quickly. His jaws snap around the nugget and it's gone within a single bite - you retract your fingers, still intact but wet with spit.

You give an 'eeeech' and look for somewhere to wipe your hand.

"Any of this ends up in or on my interior and it'll be your arse."

You roll your eyes and reach in the bag for a napkin, knocking the fries over in the process.

Silence.

The car drifts slowly to the left and is parked along the side of the road.

Not a word spoken.

You try to shove as many back into the carton as possible.

He stares at you.

You smile sweetly at him before leaning over the center console and kissing him. You meet his lips, they're stretched into a dangerous grin.

"Love" kiss "did you" kiss "spill salt" kiss "in my truck?"

You might not know a lot, but you know that voice means you're in trouble, which means it's distraction time.

You continue your sweet onslaught of kisses.

"Thank you for taking me baby, I love you so much. ", another smooch

is delivered.

"Youre my person, my favorite guy, love of my life."

He bites at your lip and you barely manage to slip it from his teeth

"Wanna spend the rest of my life with you, grow old with you"

He grips the back of your head and maneuvers your ear to his mouth, in a deep rumble he asks

"Are there fries on my floor, love?"

The dangerous smile still present.

"No of course not baby! i cleaned those up."

"So my truck is fry free?"

"Well - no didn't say that. there's a, a few under the seat"

He's grappling you into his lap now, the man looks a hint deranged.

"And why, my love, are you telling me about them instead getting them?"

he presses.

"'Cause I - hehe - I can't reach!" You giggle out as his hands slink towards your sides.

He pokes and prods at you, growling not unlike a bear while you squeal and squeak out little laughs.

"Gets a man up at ass o'clock-"

"Oh please, you get up early anyway!"

"makes him drive to get congealed grease-"

"you had a nugget too!"

"Then trashes his truck."

"Oh please it's like a handful of fries, I'll get them, i'll get them!"

He frees you with a huff and you dive back over to your side of the car. You pop open your door and hop outside to get a better angle at the underside of the seat. He gets impatient as you fish around for the last few fries, giving a little hurrah as the last one is snatched.

Clambering back into the truck you grin at him, happy as can be. He hums a short laugh, and you're off to home again.

He makes a beeline for the bedroom and you trot over to the counter to finish your meal, most of it having been shared and eaten in the truck. You sit back a moment to enjoy the feeling of fullness when you see Simon emerge again.

"Bed. Now. Kept me up long enough" he's already on you before you can think of a reply, slung over his shoulder. He makes quick work of getting you both situated in your proper spots.

You're snuggled into his side for the night, full and content. He breathes in deep and exhales slowly. you draw nonsensical patterns on his bare chest, playing with the hair there. As sleep overtakes you, your palm flattens over the spot where his heart resides; and you feel him relax just a smidgen more.

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[multific]

A Love Without Words

Paul Atreides x Mute!Reader

Summary: Destiny has its way to make us suffer. It gives us power but it can take it away just as easily. 

You and Paul grew up together.

It was decided at a young age that you were to become his wife when the time comes.

Lady Jessica remembered the day he took his young boy, barely two years old into the healers where you were just born. 

Lady Jessica remembered the day he told his son that the baby laying in the crib will be his wife. 

Paul didn't understand it back then. Of course, he didn't, he was too young.

You soon grew up to be a strong woman, strong with the Voice. Your power and ability to use the Voice became evident at a young age.

You loved to sing as well.

It is how Paul fell in love with you. One morning, he heard a voice, oh so sweet, singing. He knew he needed to find the person. He needed to know who it was. And he found you. Baking away as you sang. Paul was only sixteen, yet he found the love of his life.

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But then, things turned for the worst. On your sixteenth birthday, you celebrated with your family.

Your family was attacked.

The Duke himself went to help but it was all in vain. Your parents were dead, and they found you in terrible conditions.

"My Lady, she is stable now, her vitals are good but... My Lady... she lost her voice." Paul and her mother looked at the nurse as she handed them a note.

'I tried to save them, I used the Voice but I failed. And now, I lost my parents and the Voice.'

Paul looked up at the nurse, demanding answers.

"She can't speak anymore, she had gone mute."

Mute.

Your beautiful voice.

Your songs.

Were all gone?

The voice that made him laugh and smile. The voice that talked so sweetly to him.

Was it truly gone?

Paul looked at his mother who had sadness in her eyes.

All she could say was "At least she is still alive."

But it was no comfort for Paul.

He headed into the room, finding you alone in bed, but you weren't sleeping.

He didn't say anything, he didn't know what to say.

So, he sat down beside your bed and held your hand as you silently cried.

Paul wanted nothing more than to burn the world. The world that took so much from you. 

You swore on that hospital bed that no matter what, you won't let this fully break you.

It is what your attackers would have wanted, and you weren't going to give them the satisfaction of winning.

They came into your home to kill you and your family due to your closeness to the Duke. Everyone knew about your engagement to Paul, and they wanted to attack where it would hurt.

And it hurt. 

It really did hurt Paul.

You were moved into his room, his mother decided to marry you to him earlier. Saying in order to keep your title and the power your House once had, you had to be married.

It was disgusting to hear that after the day of your attack, many nobles offered their daughters up for marriage to Paul.

But there you were, only a week after you buried your parents and your voice, you were standing in a white dress getting married. 

You tried to be happy, after all, you did love Paul with all of your heart. 

But you were still grieving.

Slowly, you started to heal, Paul and Lady Jessica did help you a lot. While the Lady tried to help you get your voice back, Paul wanted you to accept the fact that you lost it.

You felt like you were pulled in two directions.

Then the following week, during your daily training with Lady Jessica, you finally had enough.

'I don't wish to continue. I lost my voice and I'm coming to terms with it, Paul helps a lot. I understand that the Voice is a gift. Unfortunately, I have lost my gift, so I'm trying to find a new purpose.'

Read the note you handed to Lady Jessica before exiting the room.

She didn't argue. She knew she was holding onto something which she couldn't save. She knew, but at least you both tried.

Now, you needed a new purpose, and motivation to keep you going. And you found it in Paul. 

Paul was a kind soul. Attentive, affectionate and caring. He loved you like no other. 

And you loved him. You loved that even though you were only a shadow of the woman you once were, he loved you.

You often found yourself in the library, reading or by the window looking out.

Your daily routine was simple. And every day you had dinner with your now-family. The Duke, Lady Jessica and Paul. 

You never really paid attention to the conversations, it was mainly the Duke speaking with Paul 

Then, during one dinner, something caught your attention. Something the Duke said.

A child.

The Duke asked Paul when does he plan on having a child, an heir. 

It shocked you. It really did.

Considering that you and Paul only spent one night intimate. It was the best night of your life. Even if he said he didn't have any experience, you didn't mind. 

You were still rather nervous around him.

Thankfully you had your notepad with you. Everyone watched as you wrote something before a servant stepped up and you handed him the note. He read it out loud.

"It was rather difficult for my mother to conceive. It is why I am an only child. I'm afraid I might have the same difficulty, My Duke. I sincerely apologise." as he finished you bowed your head and everyone was so speechless it made you nervous. You did just admit to a flaw in your bloodline. But it would be better for them to know. You motioned for the servant who gave you back the notebook and you wrote. "I do wish to be a mother, however. But I do not want to rush my husband with such duty. My mother often said, 'It will happen when the time is right.'" 

"You are such a sweetheart, Y/N." said the Duke. "I remember your father often reminding me of your mother's... issues. I simply asked because the council was also curious. I do understand however, it is not their place to ask."

You knew that a baby could be a good purpose for you. But you also didn't want to have a baby and then have this feeling of only giving birth because you lost your purpose. You wished to have a child out of love, not duty.

While you did understand it was one of your duties. You also didn't wish the child to have this sense that you only gave birth because of that reason.

And somehow Paul understood that. But he also desperately wanted to give you more. Give you his voice in exchange for yours. He wanted to give you the entire Galaxy.

It is why he spoke up and told his father, when you two are ready for a child, you shall have one.

You appreciated Paul taking your side.

Later that evening, you were in the bath, enjoying the water before Paul would soon return.

You smiled to yourself, imagining a young boy, hair like Paul's running around, giggling and calling you Mommy.

It was beautiful.

But you knew you had a low chance. And babies are supposed to hear their mommies talk.

You will never be able to do that. And it hurt. 

You really needed something to take up your mind. You felt like you have read every book in there. You felt like you explored all rooms.

You sank deeper into the tub when your servants arrived and helped you clean and got you dressed. 

"How was your day?" asked Paul as he entered the room and sat down on your shared bed. You offered him a smile and a nod. "Great, I have a surprise for you." 

You grabbed your note, 'Now?'

"I was supposed to wait until tomorrow morning, but I can't."

He grabbed your hand and guided you down the halls and into the garden, there you noticed something in the back.

It looked like a...

Paul guided you closer. It was harder to see in the dark.

It was a green house, made out purely from glass. 

"I just thought... Mother said ladies usually enjoy gardens and flowers and I thought you might like it." you silently walked inside, looking at all the possibilities as all trays were still empty.

Paul stood in silence as he watched you looking around. You soon noticed a corner where there were sofas placed. You walked over and soon turned to paul.

'Is this for me?'

"Of course! You can decorate or plant however you like. Tomorrow a planner will come and you can tell her what you would like."

'This is wonderful, Paul.'

"I know you have been feeling lost since your voice and parents were taken from you. I hope this will give you a new goal to take your mind off of things."

You wanted to cry, you walked over to him and hugged him. Silently thanking him.

"I hope, every time I come in here I will see you smile." you pulled away and smiled at him. He smiled back. "I love you so much, Y/N."

You placed your palm on his heart.

It was your way of telling him that you felt the same, that you loved him just as much.

It might have been a love without words, but Paul understood it perfectly.

Your eyes shined every time you looked at him, your smile was always so kind and pure.

He slowly leaned down to kiss your perfect lips. 

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[sturnioloscenarios]

Hey bbg

Can u write a matt x Chris x nick x reader

So like they do the deaf blind and mute and they make the kitchen a mess and Chris and nick go out to target and matt and reader have sex on the counter and get caught and continue in his bedroom and the matt is rough with her telling her to shut up and this and that

Plz and thank u ur work is amazing 👏 💓

Wait I actually love you. Such a good idea. I hope that this will live up to your expectations. I tried my best❤️😘

Caught in the kitchen👀

Matt Sturniolo x reader

Summary: You and the triplets are filming the deaf, blind, mute video when Chris and Nick goes to the store for frosting. You and Matt takes things to the next level in the kitchen…

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“Hey guys and welcome to todays video” Nick yells. “Today we are in our kitchen again doing a deaf, blind, mute video.” Nick continues.

“Yeah and today we are joined by a very special guest” Matt says putting his arm around my shoulder. “Y/n!” They all yell excitedly. “Hiiii everyone” I say smiling widely.

“We are so excited for todays video they are always soo fun to film” Chris says. “Yeas so let’s decide who’s gonna be blind, deaf and mute. And we are thinking that since we are now four, just two of us are gonna be deaf.”

“I’m deaf 100% I don’t wanna be mute anymore” Matt says. “And y/n you should be deaf too” he says pointing at me. I smile at him in agreement. “Okay that’s fair. Then I’m gonna be blind and Chris you’ll be mute” Nick says.

Matt finds a pair of headphones for both of us and puts on nightcrawler by Travis Scott. “Great pick Matt” I yell. Matt just nods his head not able to hear me. We start jamming together as Chris and Nick gets ready.

“Okay guys today we are gonna bake brownies” Nick says. “Chris find me the batter” he demands. “Do you have some spare change? On me, I’ve got hundreds I’ll throw in your face!” Matt and I sing while dancing totally ignoring Chris and Nick.

“Matt, y/n, stop fooling around and get your ass over here” Nick yells. I get over to Nick and helps him get the batter into the bowl. Into it by Chase Atlantic starts playing and I look at Matt smirking at me. Suddenly I feel some hands laying softly on my waist. I look back and see Matt standing right behind me looking over my shoulder.

Chris looks over at us in confusion. Nick and Chris don’t know that Matt and I have been flirting around for the past couple months. We’ve kinda wanted to keep it secret.

“Guys we are making a fucking mess. There is batter everywhere” I yell. “I can’t fucking see. You guys are supposed to help but all you do is singing!” Nick yells.

I go over to the sink to get some paper towel to clean the kitchen table. As I come back Matt looks at me and laughs. “God y/n you have flour all over your face” he says laughing. I can’t hear him tho cause of the loud music playing in my ears. I just lightly push him away but he yells again. “Y/n you look like a fucking snowman. Let me help you.”

He grabs the paper towel out of my hand and uses it to wipe the flour off my face. His hand is resting on my cheek. We smile at each other. “Guys the cake is ready to get into the oven” Nick yells.

We separate and I get over to help Nick put the cake in the oven. Chris starts to search though the cupboards for cake frosting. Chris rips of the tape from his mouth and yells “Fuck guys, we forgot to by vanilla frosting”

When no one answers he goes over to me and Matt and takes off our headphones. “Guys vanilla frosting! We forgot to buy it!” He yells again. “Oh nooo” I yell. “We can’t survive without frosting” I say. “Can you guys go to the store and buy some? Then y/n and I will clean this fucking mess you made.” Matt suggest.

“Fine, we’ll be back in 10” Nick says. Nick and Chris leaves the house and Matt goes to lock the door after them. As he comes back to the kitchen I see him on his phone. Suddenly into it by Chase Atlantic starts playing again from the speaker.

Matt walks closer to and wraps his hands around my waist. “Your shirt is covered in batter” he says. “I know, what are we going to do about that?” I ask looking up at him. He starts pulling my shirt over my head leaving me in my black lace bra.

He throws in on the ground and puts his hands back on my waist. He turns me so my back is against the kitchen table. “We were supposed to clean this” I say chuckling. “I don’t give a fuck. I just need you” Matt whispers in my ear. He starts kissing me down my neck. I lay my hands over his shoulders.

“You are so fucking hot” he says. He lifts me up by my waist placing me on the table. He puts his hands on my thighs and moves up to kiss my lips. After a few seconds I allow his tongue to slip into my mouth.

We are now having a heated make out sesh. But I can tell that Matt wants more. Matt is wearing a black crew neck and grey joggers. He pulls off the shirt and presses his growing bulge into my stomach.

Matt reaches down for the waistband of my joggers and seeks approval for him to take them off. I nod at him and lift my hips to make it easier.

“What if they come back and catch us?” I ask. “They won’t” Matt assures me. I’m now only wearing my bra. “Fuck y/n I want you so bad” Matt says putting his hand down to my throbbing pussy. “God babe. So wet already and I didn’t even touch you” he says smirking.

“Shut up” I say jokingly. “Please just fuck me” I say with my hands on his bare chest. “Yeah? You want my dick inside you right here in the kitchen table?” He asks. “Fuck yes” I say.

That was all Matt needed to hear. He pushes his joggers down to his knees and his rock hard cock springs up to land on his torso. “God so big” I say chocked. Matt and I have never had sex before. We’ve only kissed once at a party a few weeks ago. So I was excited to test his skills.

“Spit in my hand” he demanded and I instantly obeyed. He put his hand on his dick and covered it in my spit. He gave it a few pumps before placing it at my entrance. The table was the perfect height for him.

He looked at me for my approval. I just nodded. “Words baby” he said. “Please fuck me Matt” I say looking in his eyes. “That’s it baby” he says as he starts pushing his cock into me.

I moan from the slight stinging of him stretching me out. But it quickly turns into pleasure. As he is half way in me he starts pulling out again. “Please don’t tease me Matt.” Matt smirks and immediately slams into me.

My mouth is left fully open. He starts pounding into me at fast pace beating the air out my lungs. “Omg Matt fuck” I say between whimpers. “Fuck babe you feel so good. Taking my dick so well” he says as he proceeds to thrust into me harshly.

As I’m moaning Matt quickly covers my mouth with his hand and stops thrusting. “Ssshhh” he says. I look at him in confusion and sadness from the lack of motion. “What is it?” I ask. “Shut the fuck up” he says in a low voice.

“I heard the door open” he whispers. “Fuck fuck fuck” I say. “Heeyyyyyyy” Nick yells from the distance. “Shit shit shit” Matt says pulling out of me and rushing to get our shirts. I hop down from the table and quickly put on my pants and my shirt.

Just as Matt finally slips his crew neck over his head Nick and Chris enters the kitchen. “Heys guys” Chris says. “Wtfffff. You guys says you were gonna clean this” Neck says annoyed. “And why is your crew neck backwards Matt? And your pants to y/n?” Chris asks looking at us with a suspicious expression.

“They were covered in flour so we just flipped them” Matt quickly says before I get a chance to answer. “Okay, weird” Nick says.

“Well let’s finish this video” Chris says.

As we finished the video we all quickly cleaned up the kitchen and Chris and Nick both decided to go to bed as it had gotten late.

“Fuck, that was close” Matt said walking closer to me. “Omg I was so scared” I said laughing. Matt grabs my waist pulling me in to feel his bulge. “Well I’m still hard. Should we take this to my room and finish what we started?” He asks. I nod and take his hand and pulls him to his room.

As we entered his room he closed the door and made sure to lock it. He pressed me against the door and started kissing me roughly. “Fuck I’m gunna bust just from kissing you now” he says. I push him towards his bed and lay him down on his back. I took off my own pants before pulling off his along with his boxers.

I place myself on his lap and go down to kiss him. He grabs my ass and lifts me up for him to put his dick inside me again. I lower myself down on his cock fitting it all in the first go.

I started bouncing on his cock with the help of his hands. My hands are on his chest supporting me and he looks up at me admiring.

“Fuck babe I’m gonna cum” I moan. He grabs my waist and turns me over so I’m now on my back. He hovers over me and starts thrusting into me again speeding up the pace. “I’m close too” he says between moans.

“Good girl. Come with me” he says. “Fuck Matt, ugh I’m cumming I’m cumming” I say. Matt makes a few last thrusts into me before pulling out and cumming all over my stomach. He is grunting and moaning.

“Shit babe. That was just what I needed. You are fucking amazing” he praises. I feel my cheeks blushing. I grab his face with my hands and pulls him down for a kiss.

He lays down beside me and pulls the covers over us. He puts his arm around me and I lay my head on his chest. “We should definitely do this more” he says smiling.

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This was quite long but I hope you like it anyways. Love u guyyys❤️❤️

#sturniolo triplets #matt sturniolo #matt sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo #male whimpering #nick sturniolo #smut #fanfic #hot as fuck #deaf #mute #baking #brownies

[morinuu]

✩｜takashi x reader drabble bc ive been having takashi brainrot. 358 words, fluffy :3

it wasn't often when takashi showed his raw emotions, but when he did, you welcomed it.

it wasn't as scary as the others made it seem, even though it was kinda freaky at first. to you, it just proved how comfortable he was to open up and show his exhaustion to his girlfriend.

so when he found you at your usual spot under a tree behind the school one day and smiled softly at you, you couldn't reject him. "hey, sweetheart." he muttered and sat on the grass before laying his head on your lap.

"hey." you whispered to him and ran your fingers through his hair to hear him sigh in relief. "you alright, takashi?"

all you got in response was a soft hum, followed by his eyes shutting slowly. you didn't know if you wanted to kiss him passionately and catch him by surprise or hold him closer. maybe both.

"you shouldn't sit on the grass." you smiled a bit, amused at the thought of his pants becoming slightly green. from his silence though, you assumed he didn't care.

some more quiet moments passed with you staring at the 'scary' takashi morinozuka; who had the most gentle sleepy expression on his face. you didn't often have these moments considering his busy schedule and lack of privacy, so you both decided to enjoy it like it's treasured.

"how was judo?" you asked quietly, not wanting to disturb the huge man who somehow seemed tiny in your lap with his arms wrapped around your hips and his face buried in your tummy.

"good, tiring." he answered curtly, wanting nothing more than to take a nap inhaling your scent - one of the rare times he was hoping his dear cousin wouldn't come looking for him.

you took his hand in your own and gave it a small kiss. "we have class in 10 minutes." you reminded him, much to his dismay.

that was the first time you skipped class to stay with your tired boyfriend in your embrace, wondering if your parents would learn about it and scold you.

but he was takashi morinozuka, and who dares defy his will? definitely not you.

#can i just say that i hate it when my man's looked over bc he “doesnt speak” #like first of all youre WRONG #and second of all why wont u write abt mute ppl what lol #ohshc #ohshc fanfic #ohshc x reader #ouran highschool host club #ohshc mori #ohshc manga #takashi #takashi morinozuka #mori #morinozuka takashi #takashi x reader #mori x reader

[gatitties]

Mute: O2. Friends!

O1. Flowers / O2. Friends! / O3. Study / O4. Ice-cream / O5. Sick / O6. Locked up / O7. Fight / O8. Friends? / O9. Grateful / 1O. Wishes

You told your clubmates about what happened the other day, skipping the part where you got lost of course, they recognized the boy as Satori Tendou or as they called him 'guess monster'. You thought they exaggerated when they told you that it was better to stay away from him because he had a bad reputation, but you refused knowing that he could not be as they describe him, that is to say, it did cause you fear to know that he was able to literally read your mind but he did not look like a monster as others describe it.

You had a strange feeling in your body, you hadn't seen him for a couple of days and you had the need to do it without knowing why, maybe you were simply excited to know that you could 'talk' to someone without the need to specify your mobile device or pocket notebook, it was a pleasant surprise for you to know that he understood you perfectly. That's why you were standing at the door of the gym where you were warned not to go so as not to communicate with the redhead, plus you were also told that the volleyball team was scary, refusing to judge them, you opened the doors without making a sound.

As silent as ever you climbed into the stands unseen, leaning on the railing to watch the players. You recognized the copper-haired boy in your class; Kenjiro Shirabu, you hadn't really communicated much with him, you only knew his name and that he was someone quite salty with people. Your gaze swept past the stoic boy accompanying Tendou to one with a cut like a bowl.

Most of the practice you observed how they repeated some plays many times, they got to you excited when they nailed a shot strongly making a dull noise, if you were not mute surely they would have heard you gasp in surprise at their movements. You waited for most of them to leave so you could leave without being seen, you wanted to talk to Tendou but you didn't think that he wouldn't want to or that he already had other plans that you weren't in, that's why you tried to escape, and again, as you are you, what you want never happens. You were about to cross the door when a hand rested on your shoulder, you got a little scared by the unexpected but you regained your composure to turn to face your captor.

"What are you doing here?"

Straight to the point, Shirabu was not going to waste any time, you sighed to grab your phone quickly typing your answer.

«I was just watching, sorry to interrupt, I'm leaving»

"Watching? Are you interested in joining as a manager or something?"

Even being a rather sarcastic and moody boy, the idea of ​​having a club manager caused him emotion. You denied breaking his little happiness, with a clumsy smile you bowed apologetically, you hurried out of there unmolested but he grabbed you again. You sighed to turn around again.

«Tendou!»

Without realizing the presence of the boy painted a nice smile on your face, getting infected by your smile, he greet you with his hand asking you what you were doing there. You wouldn't admit you were there for him so you just said you were curious because people were talking about the team a lot.

"So you've been watching our practice?"

«Yeah! It's amazing, the way you hit the ball, how they receive it, they place it and the coolest thing is when it falls on the ground making that noise POW! against the ground looks so exciting! In addition, the dark-haired boy tries so hard that it makes me want to play»

Tendou laughed, you blushed embarrassed for having thought too much about how great they were, he didn't blame you, you could never express yourself properly and now that you could 'speak' it felt so good that you wanted to do it for hours without stopping.

"Tendou, you have to keep cleaning."

The captain scolded him, although he didn't pay much attention, you had to help him to finish, you apologized to Ushijima when you found out his name and he didn't care, the redhead used to sneak away from his work often.

"Don't you want to join us?"

You looked at him strangely as he pointed to four guys behind him; Shirabu, Ushijima, the boy with the bowl haircut and another one who had gray hair with dark tips. You pointed to yourself as a question and he nodded, insecure you decided to deny when you saw how they approached but it was too late.

"Guys! She will join us today."

«I didn't even answer you»

He chuckled at you, ran a hand through his long hair to reply nonchalantly.

"Come on, it will be fun, you can make more friends."

«Friends? You want to be my friend?»

At this point you didn't know if you were more excited than him, he shrugged, hiding his smile.

"We're friends, right? Plus I know you'd like to see the training again."

Instinctively you grabbed his hands looking at him with determination, taking him by surprise, you nodded vigorously while flashes were seen in your eyes. He just smiled at your actions, patting you on the head.

"What do you say Tendou?"

You both looked at the grey-haired boy who seemed just as intrigued as the other three, Tendou smiled proudly again, he put an arm around your shoulders.

"Yeah, you know, she really loves to see us practice, especially the auctions of our future ace."

«Hey! Don't say that like that, it's embarrassing» You only made him laugh more «Do not laugh!»

"I-I'm not laughing"

He put a hand to his mouth to keep from laughing.

«Moron...»

"That mouth!"

You stuck your tongue out at him childishly, laughing quietly.

"Were you... were you talking or something?"

#mute fanfic #tendou #tendou satori #tendou satori x reader #mute reader #fem reader #x reader #shiratorizawa #shiratorizawa x reader #tendou fanfic #reader insert #haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x fem reader #sfw

[naranjapetrificada]

We still doing this?

Other highlights include Ed being skeptical of scented soap, Stede introducing Ed to the concept of towel drying his hair, and Ed having a revelation about "why Stede always smells so good" because he certainly couldn't have puzzled together that Stede might use scented grooming products.

#fandom racism #fandom fuckery #fandom crit #ofmd #our flag means death #edward teach #stede bonnet #fandom critical #racist fanfic #it's called “s0ap and s4lt” if you want to see for yourself/mute the author

[yogacatdeskknit]

fanfic idea wherein the strawhats come across a very dangerous pirate with the devil fruit ability to steal voices, who makes a sick show of “collecting” peoples’ voices, especially if they’re the voices of famous (or infamous) people, and Luffy sacrifices his voice to save Zoro’s life. Mute!Luffy ensues but he literally doesn’t care that his voice is gone. He’s just happy Zoro is okay. ofc the strawhats fight and get Luffy’s voice back (and manage to free everyone else’s voices in the process), and when Luffy gets his voice back he has the BIGGEST and purest laugh of the century

#One piece #roronoa zoro #monkey d. luffy #straw hat pirates #fanfiction idea #one piece fanfiction #mute #can be zolu if you want? #whatever I’ll tag it as zolu even though I personally think they’re just platonically devoted to each other #Zolu #If you write this fanfic please credit me #And let me know of it #I want to read your masterpiece pls #Fuck man I might write this fanfic myself #Could be fun

[selineram3421]

*lies awake at night and has an idea*

[Its 4 a.m. by the way.]

Other Worldly

Prologue

Alastor X Shy Reader

(Oneshot turned short story)

Warnings? ⚠

⚠ selectively mute reader, mentions of death-drowning, shaking head = no, signing-ASL ⚠

They were an oddity.

How could such a meek and bashful thing like them end up in this fiery inferno.

Alastor watched from the bar as they bumped into the check-in counter and squeaked before getting off balance and falling.

Clumsy, jumpy, barely making a sound other than some odd squeaks.

Yes, they were quite the wonder.

An entertaining one.

❇

You were somewhat new to Hell. At least two weeks in.

There was an accident where you worked in the aquarium and well..you kinda caused a mass drowning? It sounds impossible but it happened.

It was very challenging to get up after your fall, but you managed and wound up at the hotel.

With the help of the Princess, you were able to figure out what kind of demon you are. It came with pros but it also came with cons. One con being that you couldn't speak unless you wanted to hypnotize someone.

It made you a little sad, but also relieved. You didn't do well around others, too shy to speak up or get involved with anything that put you in the spotlight.

Maybe it was for the best.

There would be one thing you wouldn't give up though.

❇

Alastor was in the hotel's library.

There wasn't a whole lot of demons coming into this room, especially after some guests saw him walk in here a few times.

It didn't matter. At least there were multiple things that could entertain him. A small music room with instruments, projectors in another with film reels and other types of tapes, and the most dazzling room of all was the astronomy room.

The Princess made sure to have this room's dome ceiling painted with an accurate mural of the Earth's night sky.

Deciding to mess with the trinkets on the shelves, the demon in red walked towards the back of the room and glanced at the star charts. Tapping at some of the books and measuring tools on the desk nearby before sitting down on a chair.

No one ventured this far into the library. He was probably the only demon who knew of this room's existence.

And then he heard something.

Someone had entered the room.

Turning around and looking between the shelves, Alastor spots the timid demon that he enjoys flustering so much near the armillary sphere in the middle.

A little spook wouldn't be too bad.

He thought with a small grin, starting to summon up a shadow creature. However both dissipated when there was a note sung into the air.

"Let's go in the garden

You'll find something waiting

Right there where you left it lying upside down

When you finally find it, you'll see how its faded

The underside is lighter when you turn it around "

The Radio Demon sat there, mouth agape as they sang.

"Everything stays right where you left it

Everything stays

But it still changes

Ever so slightly, daily and nightly

In little ways, when everything stays "

Like a siren- a water sprite? A nymph? It was hard to pinpoint what he could compare their voice to.

It was other worldly.

Their voice echoed due to the room's acoustics.

He didn't notice that he had gotten out of the chair, didn't notice he was making his way towards them, didn't notice when they stopped singing until they gasped.

Blinking out of his trance, he found them facing him and covering their mouth with their hands. A panicked look in their eyes.

"You stopped.", Alastor spoke up. "Why not finish?"

They shook their head quickly and backed away.

Before he could say something else, they moved their arms down, one made into a fist on their chest and moving in a circle clockwise. Then they ran out. (Sorry)

He stood there for a while, his smile widening. Maybe there was more to them than he thought.

How interesting~

I'm still on break but I couldn't help myself with this one. 🐚 (Old note)

~Seline, the person.

Part 1

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Alastor ML I🎙 | ChL OW🦀

#x reader #gn reader #alastor #alastor hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel alastor #hazbin alastor #alastor the radio demon #fanfic #alastor x reader #the radio demon #selectively mute reader #selectively mute #the radio demon alastor #radio demon #shy reader #mic tap tap #song lyrics #everything stays-olivia olson #lyrics #mermaid reader #siren reader #both? #idk but #✨😮✨ merfolk #i love mermaids #hold on give me a sec #aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh #ok im good

[kiynania]

"Sonic was mute and Tails helped him speak-"

No, it was Tails who was mute and Sonic taught him to speak.

#drops the mic #the other way around ppl #sonic and tails #unbreakable bond #they are cosmic truth #theyre brothers your honor #I like the Sonic is mute hc but this has been taking over my mind recently #anyways #i wont pass up a good young mute Sonic fanfic tho