#also don’t worry bb i know what you meant!!!

[sinnersweets]

DogDay x Reader part 11

<;-----part 10, part 12----->

A/N: Ik DogDay has human looking hands but I just like calling them paws and the term for the equivalent of a finger to a dogs paw is called a digit so I used that in the story. Okay I'll stop talking now.

I sat on the examination bed in anticipation. It’s been four weeks. Four weeks of being trapped at my parents' house. Four weeks of having to deal with my mother pestering me every day. Four weeks that I worried that Damian might not be at Playcare anymore. And four weeks that I haven’t seen DogDay.  

A knock interrupted my thoughts. “Miss Y/N?” The door opened and the doctor came back with the x ray results. I’ve been doing everything I needed to heal properly and return to work. “Alright Miss Y/N, good news! It seems like you are healed up completely and no longer need to wear a boot.” “Yes!” I covered my mouth and apologized for my sudden burst. 

“No need to apologize. Seems like this is an early Christmas present for you.” “Indeed, it is.” I was overjoyed then. I can finally leave my parents' house and go back to work! The doctor prescribed me some medicine just in case I felt any pain later. I thanked the doctor, went to the waiting room and saw my dad looking at a newspaper. 

“I’m back.” He looked up from the paper and smiled before folding down the paper. “Hey kiddo. What’s the verdict?” “All healed up.” He smiled and nodded while standing up to leave the clinic. “You know your mom will be hurt that you’re all better; she’s hoping you’d stay with us till’ New Years.” “Sorry not sorry.” My dad knew what I meant when I said that, and he understood why I said that. “Just be careful when you go back to work.” “I will.” 

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Unlocking my door to my place felt so nice. I smiled and sighed as I walked in and shut the door behind me. “Hello home.” I said to no one in particular. I noticed that by the door there was a lot of mail. I should’ve had one of my parents come by and collect these for me. I picked them up and started going through them. “Junk, junk, junk, more junk-wait a minute.” I went back to the previous envelope and took another look at it. It was addressed to me; Angel. 

My heart began to race as I ripped open the envelope. “My darling Angel, it has been almost four weeks since we last spoke. I hope that you are feeling better and that you will be able to return to us soon. Yes, that’s right Angel; us. Damian is still here.” My eyes were watering up as I read. Thank the stars Damian was still there. “And don’t worry my Angel; BB has stayed far away from me. Her helper Edward was a little peeved that we kinda sorta ruined her fur, but I don’t really care.” I chuckled. I knew he would be upset with that. 

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I finished reading DogDay’s letter and went out to the fabric store for his gift. In his letter he said he had a gift for me and that he was excited to give it to me. I looked up a pattern online for what I wanted to make for DogDay and hoped that they had what I needed. Shopping near Christmas is a very hit or miss kinda situation. 

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I was practically jumping in excitement as I saw Playcare. It looked so decked out with decorations. In the center where the statues of the Smiling Critters were at was a Christmas tree. As I got lower into Playcare I could see garland wrapped around the Bron lamps. There also seemed to be snow. Not real snow but fake snow for the children. The cable car soon came to a halt, and I exited while carrying DogDays gift in my hand. 

There were some children running around, sleighing down the hill, building snowmen; it warmed my heart to be back. I looked around and spotted Damian up by the duck pawn with Miley. I smiled and started making my way up to them when I heard Hoppy call out to me. “Hey you’re back!” She hopped over to me and gave me a tight hug. When she set me down she shouted, “Hey kids! Angels back!”  

All the kids that were outside stopped in their tracks and looked over to me and Hoppy before saying, “Angel!!!” The kids ran up to me and surrounded me while asking me questions and hugging me at the same time. “What happened?” “Why’d you leave?” “Did you die?” I did my best to hug each child that came up to me. “I had an injury and needed to go away for a while and no I did not die, haha.” “Miss Y/N!” I looked up and saw Damian was in the back of the crowd.  

I excused myself from the kids around me and made my way towards Damian. Once I got close Damain tackled me in a hug almost making me lose my balance. “You’re back!” He said while crying. “Damian! I’m so lucky I got to see you again. I was afraid that you wouldn’t be here; but after reading DogDays letter and knowing that you were still here, I was counting down the seconds that I could return to you both.”  

Hoppy tapped on my shoulder while saying, “Don’t mean to interrupt but I wanted to tell you something.” I let go of Damian and turned to face Hoppy. “So, you know how in the show Belle and the Beast waltz? Well, I heard from CatNap that DogDay has been wanting to do that scene with you and so he and Sarah have been practicing since she’s about the same height as you and he can't remember how you guys waltz before. They’ve been practicing once a week, and you are here on the day that they practice so I think it’ll be a good surprise to have you be seen by DogDay then.”  

I really wanted to see DogDay now, but I liked what Hoppy had suggested. “Okay, I’m in.” She clapped her hands together before grabbing onto my hand and leading me to the school. “Awesome! Now we just have to hide you until bedtime; that’s when they rehearse.” Damian and Miley followed behind me as we entered the school. “Where is DogDay?” “He’s been couped up in your office. He assigned me to your guy's group. You not being here really took a toll on him.” My heart sunk when she said that. He would probably be a little better if I had written back to him. Once I see him, I’ll explain why I couldn’t and hopefully he won’t be upset. 

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Hoppy led me into the cafeteria and told me that this is where they practice at. “Mmmk, now you’ll just wait behind these curtains for a while while I go and find Sarah to tell her about the plan.” I gave her a thumbs up and she took Damian and Miley back with the rest of the kids. They both said they wanted to stay and watch, and she said they could if they could solve a math problem, she gave them. They both groaned in disappointment, but I chuckled. I’d have to have either Sarah or Hoppy record us, that way I can show them later. 

Once they left I sat down behind the curtain still holding DogDays gift in hand. I then thought about what to give Damian. After a moment of thinking I thought of the perfect gift. I wouldn’t give it to him tomorrow since I didn’t know how long the process would be, but I knew he would happily wait for it. I got on my phone and searched up how to adopt a child from Playtime. 

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I fell asleep while waiting for DogDay and Sarah to come and the sound of DogDays voice woke me up. “Angel should be back any day now so let’s do our best tonight, Sarah.” “Um before we start, I have a suggestion. Why don’t I go put on something similar to what Y/N will be wearing, that way you like don’t step on her dress when she’s here.” “That’s a great idea Sarah! I really appreciate you helping me out with this.” “No prob.” I heard Sarah saying while popping her gum. 

I listened closely as Sarah left the cafeteria but then heard another set of footsteps near me. “Psst.” I looked over and saw that it was Hoppy. “Here.” She handed me the dress that Belle wears. “Go ahead and change. I’m gonna go out there and dj.” “Thank you. Oh, and here, take my phone.” I handed her my phone and she winked at me before leaving to give me privacy to change. 

“Hey there boss.” I could hear Hoppy say to DogDay. “Hoppy? What are you doing here?” “Oh I’m just here to dj. Sarah asked me to help with you guys tonight.” DogDay didn’t say anything but I’m guessing he was okay with this. “Now you just face this way alright?” “Um why?” “Don’t question me.” I then heard the music start to play. Suddenly, my hands felt sweaty. “Alright come on out!” I swallowed and opened the curtain.  

DogDays back was to me. Once I saw him I felt calm and no longer nervous. Hoppy was grinning and she pulled out my phone and started recording. “Hey that looks like Angel's pho-” DogDay stopped mid-sentence and slowly turned around. He turned and once he saw me his tail began wagging. I stepped down from the stage and walked over to him. Once I got close to him, I curtsy and said, “May I have this dance?” He wiped away a tear and bowed while saying, “It would be an honor to dance with you, Angel.”  

I motioned him to come a little bit closer. “I don’t remember the dance.” I whispered while laughing. He laughed to and said, “Not to worry Angel.” He picked me up and had one arm around my waist; and the other paw held my hand. “I’ll lead~”  

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The whole moment felt magical; even though it was really just DogDay waltzing. Once the song had ended, he dipped me down and stared at me with such happiness. He then lifted me up and then we both saw CatNaps tail lower above us holding a mistle toe. “Go on! Kiss her! You know you want to! Haha.” Hoppy was still recording us. “You don’t have to tell me twice Hoppy!”  

DogDay closed the gap between us and kissed me on the lips. I closed my eyes and kissed him back. After a while we pulled back for some air. “I’ve missed you, Angel.” “I’ve missed you too. I’m sorry that I didn’t respond to your letter. I had no idea that you sent one and-” DogDay put a paw finger (digit) up to my lips while saying, “Shh. We can talk later. Right now, I just want to kiss you~” I smiled against his paw finger (digit), and he moved it away and kissed me again. “Oh I’m totally gonna show this to BB and KC.” 

A/N: Reunited at last.

#sinnersweets #poppy playtime #x reader #dogday #dogday x reader #poppy playtime chapter 3 #hoppy hopscotch #catnap

[wildestdreamsblog]

Latibule Epilogue

Pairing: Min Yoongi x Reader (Mafia/Detective AU)

Summary: In which you didn’t know who he truly was- until it was too late. Or in which he found heaven in you.

Warnings: Secret Identity, Yandere behavior, Obsessiveness, Possessiveness, Manipulative behavior, Violence, Mention of death, Disability, Sexual themes, If you’re not 18+ please, PLEASE, do not interact. Be mindful of the warnings. Let me know if I miss anything.

A/N: This contains a lot of unaliving, hence the chosen GIF. Proceed with caution. Also bb will take a break from latibule after this. Hope you enjoy!

Masterlist, Latibule IX

Suga looked at Jackson junior with a fond smile on his face as the little child stabbed the cake with his little fork, the redness of the cake in perfect contrast to the white frosting of the red velvet. He ate it with such gusto, uncaring of the red crumbs coating his mouth.

“You kept your promise, ahjussi,” he mumbled with his mouth full that Suga couldn’t resist pinching his chubby cheek.

“Of course, I did,” he scoffed as he helped him sliced the cake. “I always keep my promises.”

Jackson looked up at him with his innocent eyes, his little legs swinging back and forth from the bench they were sitting on. “Then, do you promise to love my noona forever?”

“I promise.” It was the easiest promise he ever did.

“And do you also promise to marry her? She shouldn’t be alone, ahjussi. No one should be,” he stated with seriousness. Despite him being so young, he was so perceptive. He saw what loneliness could do to someone, and how it was slowly destroying his father. He didn’t want that for his favorite noona.

“I’ll marry her. Don’t worry,” he agreed with faux annoyance in his voice as though what he was requesting was such an imposition to him. It wasn’t. It was his most pertinent goal.

“Make sure you do! Or I’ll make my dad marry her!”

He was late, Suga thought. It had taken him longer than he would have wanted to. Jackson Junior sure did have a lot of energy for someone with such small body. He was smiling as he walked home.

Home.

When he thought of that word before, it never meant anything to him. It was just a noun, something that existed for everybody else but him. It was a place you returned to at the end of the day, someplace that brought you comfort. It was a place where you were safe, and warm, and loved.

Suga never did have that.

But then, you came. And now when he thought of home, he thought of you. You were his latibule. You were more than just a place, more than just a mere place to rest his weary body to. No, you were his hiding place. You were the one that saved him. You were his safe place.

And he would never leave you, nor would you leave him. He didn’t want to know what would become of him should he ever lost you.

Bitterly, though, his house was now on fucking attack and someone had the fucking audacity to ruin it.

He knew as soon as he walked near your house that something was fucking amiss. The hair on the back of his neck stood as though in warning about something. He never not believed his instincts, after all, it was what kept him still alive to this day.

His eyes roamed the area around your house, looking for the impending danger. He hated how he didn’t even have a fucking gun. He badly needed it now, he thought. The sun had now long set, surrounding his fucking house with darkness he didn’t need at the moment. He didn’t hear a thing inside your house, no movements could be heard nor seen. And he would bet his fucking life that something bad was happening.

Instead of entering the house through the front door, he automatically went to the back. His pace was brisk and determined, his steps light. He had memorized the whole layout and could avoid any steps that would give away his position. As soon as he reached the garden, he picked up the small hand trowel and tucked it behind his jeans. As quietly as would be allowed, he opened the back door, his eyes assessing the area with precision.

He knew you were in danger, yet what he never expected was from whom.

Sitting beside your trembling form on the sofa was his own fucking brother, Jung Hoseok.

He was smiling as though nothing was amiss, as though this was a fucking good visit.

He was smiling as though no one would die tonight.

“Brother, long time no see,” he greeted lightly. His other hand rested on the back of the sofa, his hand timidly holding his gun. “I have missed you so.”

Suga turned to look at your eyes, and he fucking hated how terrified you looked. This was what he was attempting so hard to avoid. This was his fucking nightmare. “Are you okay?”

You jumped when Hoseok touched your shoulder lightly with his gun, your lips quivering from the situation you found yourself in. “Of course, she is! You wound me, brother. I could never hurt a woman…unlike you.”

Suga’s jaw clenched, his dark eyes going to Hoseok’s amused ones. He scoffed, calmly walking around the house to get closer to the pair. “I do have to assume that this is your admission of being the Judas.”

“Hmm,” Hoseok thought, his fucking smile still on his face. “I guess that makes the two of us, right?” He turned to you, his tone friendly as though the two of you friends, as though he wasn’t holding a gun right now, “Did you know that this guy is the personification of Lucifer, himself? He’s the worst man out there. In fact, you should be more scared of him than me. I have never killed a woman before,” he smirked back at him, “cannot say the same thing for Yoongi.”

“Y-Yoongi?” you repeated, looking at Suga, your Suga with questions and a betrayal in your eyes.

A booming laughter from beside you erupted, making you jump lightly from your seat. Hoseok was laughing as though this was all funny, like your life wasn’t on the brink of collapsing. “You didn’t even tell her your real name? That’s so fucking funny, Yoongi-ah,” he chuckled, wiping the tears from his eyes from laughing too hard. But then, in a somber tone he said, “That’s fucking low of you, Agustd.”

At your stupefied expression, Hoseok turned to you in faux pity, “Oh no…you didn’t know you were housing the fucking mafia lord. Poor you, sweetheart.”

And betrayal turned into anger. The dark emotions seeped through your eyes, tears blurring your sight. But through it all, his face remained impassive.

“I-is that true?”

“Don’t listen to him. You know me the best, Angel-”

“Do I?”

“You do. You love me, right? You said so yourself. You need to trust me-“

“That’s so fucking sweet. Sickeningly sweet. I’m over it,” Hoseok cut him off. He nodded at someone from behind him. And then he felt it. The cold barrel of the gun pointed at the back of his head. Yoongi glared at the man stupid enough to point a gun at him, and he recognized him as someone from the organization.

Fucking traitors.

“As if you know anything about love, Agustd. You’re fucking incapable of it.” Hoseok sighed before calmly standing and pulling you up with him. “You killed the only person I love. Don’t you think it’s only fair that I kill yours? An eye for an eye and all that shit?”

Yoongi stared at Hoseok and then at the trembling form of yours. “You’re making a mistake,” he stated, his demeanor cold as he stared back at the eyes of the man he once considered his brother. “Stop and all of this will be forgiven, Hoseok.”

The man merely scoffed, his head tilted, “You still don’t realize you are in the losing position, do you?” he inquired curiously, chuckling under his breath before losing all his emotions completely. “Take him away from here. And if you as so much make a fucking move, I will blow your angel’s head off. Do not test me, Yoongi. Or do. Let’s see.”

Yoongi knew he was saying the truth. And against all his instincts that were screaming at him to go to you, to save you, to pull you in his arms, he went with the other traitor outside the house. His eyes never left yours, not until he could no longer see you, and not until the man punched him with the end of the gun in the head.

You couldn’t see from the onslaught of tears flooding your eyes. Was this how everything was going to end? After you found a taste of happiness? Were you brought to this earth just to suffer?

The man called Hoseok let you go gently, and you were no fool to think that you were safe. No. Not with the barrel of gun pointed behind your back.

“I’m sorry you were dragged to this mess,” he murmured honestly, his arm was firm as he adjusted his gun. “Had you not saved him that night, none of this would happen.”

“P-please. Let m-me go,” you cried, your hands shaking from all of this. This was straight out of your nightmare. You had lived a fairly calm and peaceful life, until that tragedy. And even then, you were never at the end point of a gun. Even then, you were spared.

But alas, maybe your luck had ran out.

“You did nothing wrong. But this has to happen. I hope you forgive me.”

You nodded, slowly facing him. And when you looked up at his mad eyes, your stepped closer and pushed the gun on your head. If this was to happen, then he had to look into your eyes. You may be trembling with terror, but you were no pawn. You would take control of your life until the very end.

You saw him faltered, saw him gulping once. He didn’t want this, you thought. But his judgement was too clouded, and Hoseok was too far gone in his scheme. He had no way but to see this through. And just when he was about to pull the trigger, a knife was plunged to his arm, effectively making him dropped the gun.

A hand pulled you behind, shielding you from the bloodshed that was happening.

“Still a good aim, Namjoon hyung,” the man in front of you praised the other man who threw the knife, his deep, baritone voice almost familiar. “Good to know all your time spent in the courtroom didn’t make you soft.”

“Shut up. Take her away to safety, Taehyung.” The other man, Namjoon, ordered lowly as he wrestled with Hoseok who was grinning despite the blood seeping from his wound.

“Namjoon, came to join the party?”

“You need to stop, hyung!” Namjoon growled, willing the him to understand the gravity of the situation. “We can still fix this-“

“I don’t want to. You should have never saved me that night. You should have left me to die!” he grunted before punching him. Everything was fast, and before you could blink, the booming sound of gunshot resounded. You felt Taehyung’s hand pushing you, ordering you to run.

And you did.

You ran. But the outside was just the same as the inside. You saw Suga kneeling on the ground, behind him was the man who was grinning as he twisted his arms behind him. But when he saw you, he pointed the gun at you.

Suga watched as though it was a fucking movie. He watched it all in unhidden horrification as you fell the moment the bullet pierced into your fragile skin. He watched helplessly as your precious blood drenched the clothes you had carefully chosen just this evening.

He stood there frozen as the love of his life fell to the ground, your head hitting the cold, hard step with a deafening thud. He could have sworn his heart stopped in disbelief at someone’s audacity to hurt the woman he had only ever loved.

And the moment your eyes closed was the exact moment Agustd came back to life with a bloody vengeance.

A curtain drew closed on his mind, effectively clouding his self-survival. Yoongi had always been a one-track mind. Nothing else mattered but to you, he didn’t find it in himself to care whether he would have to break or even cut his own arm just to get to you. There was no doubt in his mind that he would get to you, that he would be able to save you.

No, it was a given fact. It was the most certain thing in his mind at the very moment. You had to live, otherwise he would need to burn this whole world down.

You simply had to survive if you didn’t want other people to suffer his wrath. There was no living without you, he thought. With a practiced movement he twisted his own arm away from the asshole that would soon leave in a body bag. The man looked at him in horror as Yoongi snarled at him, uncaring of the arm now hanging limply on his side. Hell, he couldn’t even feel it. He stepped back unconsciously as his former boss marched to him, his hands holding the firearm faltered for a moment. That small window of opportunity was all Yoongi needed, and before he knew it, the cold barrel of gun was pointed on his sweaty forehead. Yoongi didn’t even blink as he fired the gun, and horrifyingly, he didn’t even flinch when his blood splattered all over his face. It wasn’t enough. With the weapon he hid behind him, he stabbed the deceased man in the neck, blood sputtering in his face.

Yoongi immediately turned to you, but before he could get to you, a swarm of men dressed in black walked in with guns pointed at him. Of fucking course, Hoseok wouldn’t go to him with only a man in tow, Yoongi thought. And he was fucking outnumbered.

But nothing could deter him from reaching you, not before when you were alive, not now when you were bleeding on the ground. He didn’t even blink as he shot the gun at the man on his right. Surprise was his edge, but he needed to be smart about this.

It was him that they wanted, not you.

He stepped back, grinning at the audacity of these assholes. And just like he knew, they all followed him. He was running when four of his brothers stepped in with danger and madness in their eyes.

All of them were as deranged as Yoongi, they all just hid it better.

“Long time no see, hyung!” Jungkook greeted him, showing him his signature bunny smile before shooting the first man he saw.

Seokjin only looked at him, seriousness in his eyes as he assessed his bleeding head with clinical aura. He didn’t even blink as he stabbed the man in the neck stealthily. He was annoyed. He was mad. And most of all, he hated how they were almost too late. He had almost failed to protect the family he claimed as his own.

Jimin was uncharacteristically quiet, only going to work. Yoongi felt a little hopeful that this was not going to end badly. Not now that he had his brothers with him. He saw Taehyung and Namjoon joining the fight, their moves as precise as the other brothers. Their fight was away from you, just as Yoongi wanted.

He swore that once this was all over, that you would never be hurt again. This would be the last time you would be hurt. So, you had to fucking survive, lest he ruined this whole fucking world.

Yet, just when it was about to end, just when they eliminated the last traitor, your house exploded and a bullet pierced Yoongi’s chest.

After the ashes had settled and the fire was contained, after they cleaned the crime scene, after they brought Yoongi to the hospital, after desperately looking for you- all they found was your necklace.

They never did find you that night, nor did they find Hoseok’s body. The police they bribed said that it was possible your bodies melted from the intense fire, that you couldn’t possibly survive that.

That you were dead.

And you were declared dead.

When Min Yoongi woke up from his week-long coma, he unleashed hell.

Agustd was fucking back.

Season 2: Prologue

#bts yandere #yandere bts #min yoongi x you #min yoongi fic #min yoongi x y/n #min yoongi x reader #yandere min yoongi #bts fic #bts smut #bts mafia au #yoongi fanfic #yoongi x you #yoongi fic #yoongi x y/n #yoongi x reader #suga yandere #suga x reader

[raffe156]

All Ghillied up and nowhere to go

Pairing - Price X MC (Tank) F!reader

Summery - Price teaches Tank how to blend in…

A/N- Just a little nsfw Drabble for an anon ask, also don’t worry Breakaway state part 5 is still in the works 😘

Warnings - Smut (18+) Voyeurism, Language, Age gap Price (38) Tank (26) Dom!Price, Brat!Tank, Sir kink, praise kink, unsafe sex, p in v, knife play and cock warming if you squint like really hard!

✨As always comments and feedback welcome ✨

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Call of duty characters - Only Tank

Tags: @fanficandartgal @deadbranch @soapyghost @shuttlelauncher81 @a-littlebirdie @boomtowngirl @chb-7 @noxspellxbound @brewed-pangolin

Sorry if I missed anyone❤️

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“Why am I doing this again?” You rested your cheek on the butt of your rifle.

“For god sake….I’ve told you…you need to “blend” in better! You shift about too much!” Price was losing his patience with you now.

“….blend in better? I’m dressed in tall fucking grass and weeds…in tall fucking grass and weeds how much more do I need to blend in?!” You dropped your head resting your forehead on the cold ground. The wind whistled around you. You didn’t even know where Price was but the clarity of the comms meant he was close by. The training field was silent apart from the wind.

“We’ve been out here for ages now..the suns setting..I think I’m pretty undetectable, send Soap out to try an spot me…” your voice was mocking.

“How about I send Ghost out?”

“……”

“I’ll take that as a no then kid? Start crawling back to me” his voice gravelly over the comms

“…I don’t even know where you are…are we done, I feel like we are done? can’t I just stand up?” You lifted your head, pushing yourself up but just as your shoulder came level with the grass you felt a sharp shot hit it. It didn’t hurt but you felt it. You looked down at the little blue ball.

“Did you just shoot me?…with a BB gun?” You rolled the little ball between your finger an thumb. You turned your face towards the direction it had come from.

“Yeh…a warning shot because if I was the enemy that would of been a real bullet also I would of shot you in the head….get back down” you could hear the annoyance in his voice.

“Fuck sake…taking the piss now” you muttered under your breath…he wasn’t that close to hear that surely.

“I’m taking the piss? Your the one pissing about Tank…get your fucking arse out of the air and get your body down to the ground or I will shoot you again…” he sounded close now, an he would shoot you, but you never did know when to stop.

“Thought you liked my arse in the air sir? Said it’s one of your favourite sights…” you smirked.

“….you being funny sergeant? Because I will wipe that smirk off your face…” his voice was louder now, he was close.

“I’d like to see you try sir…” you were baiting him now.Silence. You scanned your surroundings he should be north west of you, unless…you heard a shift behind you,but before you could turn over you were dragged back by you ankle.

“I did warn you…” Price growled in your ear. He had pulled you right back to him. He was practically on top of you.

“Your all talk…John” you didn’t turn your head to look at him, suddenly you could feel him unclipping the straps to the lower half of your ghillie suit.

“What are you doing? Does the fresh air an grease paint do it for you?” You laughed, but your head was pushed down low to the ground your cheek in the dirt once again.

“Ah fuck…” it took you by surprise, but rough Price only made the odd appearance, you must of really wound him up. You heard the soft ching of a knife being unsheathed and your eyes flashed panic, had you wound him up that much?

“John…what are you doing?” You tried to turn your head towards him.

“Stay still….very still” He growled in your ear again, as he used his knife to cut the seam of your pants, his intentions made clear you relaxed your body as you felt him finish the job with his hand.

“You’re not wearing any knickers? Can’t say I’m surprised…” He licked his thumb and pressed it to your folds, it easily slipped inside, causing a slight moan from you.

“Well that wasn’t difficult was it? I think the fresh air an grease paint does it for you aswell kid…or is it the thought of your Captain fucking you in a field?” He peered over your face just enough for you to see his eyes, the dark camouflage paint making them stand out.

“Abit of both sir…” you could feel his thumb thrusting into you slowly, you were leaking all over his hand. Your head was getting fuzzy, you could no longer hear the wind or the birds, just the wet sounds of his thumb inside you and the sound of your heart beat as it drummed into the ground. You felt Price shift and remove his thumb. You let out a groan, you hoped he wasn’t just teasing you, you wouldn’t make it back to base.

“You ready to put your training to the test Tank?” he removed his hand from your head to pull his zipper down. You could feel the head of his cock at your entrance. You didn’t need to be told to lift your hips up, it made him chuckle.

“Good girl” Price huffed as he slid inside, your walls adjusting around him. He placed himself right ontop of you, the weight of him pushing you down fully flat. His cock buried deep inside. He completely covered you his head right next to yours. You expected him to start thrusting but no he lay completely still, his cock pulsing inside you. Before you could question him, he snaked his arm under yours to position your face upwards to look through the tall grass, you mouth fell open as soon as you clocked what he was showing you…Ghost an 4 rookies were 300feet away from you.

“Told you I’d send Ghost out…now let’s see if you can blend in an not get caught eh?” As he spoke he began thrusting, strong, fast thrusts at first, it made the coils in your stomach tighten with each one he was dragging at your walls. It made your eyes roll back, you had to slap your hand over your mouth if Ghost didn’t see you first he would of heard you.

“Who’s getting closer? You or Ghost?” Price whispered in your ear. It caused a shiver up your spine an made your walls contract around him. He slowed his thrusts right down almost painfully slow…two of the rookies were a few feet away, Ghost had gone east with the other two.

“Keep yah head still, it’s gone be close” he whispered lowering both his head and yours as the rookies walked right past you. The suspense was agonising, but your walls were still fluttering around Prices cock which only seem to get harder. When you were sure it was clear you moved your hips under him, desperate for any form of friction or movement, Price gave in his thrusts rampant an deep, you moans came out strangled and restrained but your orgasm was bliss as you panted for Price to cum inside you, he grit his teeth burying his head into your shoulder as he filled you to the brim.

“Ahhh ahh fuck…have they gone back to base?” You turned your head to look.

“Not all of em Ghost is still in range…wouldn’t surprise me if he’s spotted us…” Price grumbled.

He was right the 4 rookies had wandered far away, but Ghost hung back his body turned to your location…surely he hadn’t spotted you…

“You two done fucking around out here?”

#captain price #captain john price #john price #price x tank #call of duty #captain price x reader #call of duty modern warfare #cod mw #captain price smut #captain price fic #captain price x oc #john price fanfic #john price smut #mw2 smut #call of duty smut #cod oc tank #cod ocs #john price x oc #john price x you #captain john price x you #cod fanfic #cod fanfiction #call of duty fic #call of duty fanfic #call of duty fandom #cod smut #cod mw2 #captian price #price smut #call of duty modern warfare 2

[forever-rogue]

hi babeeee!! can you write something like eddie and reader dating for a month and reader feeling very bad about her scars she got from a car accident. they are on her tights and tummy. maybe angst and smut?? i had an accident a year ago and my boyfriend wasn't so supportive. it's okay if you don't write it. i love your writing soo much, have a nice dayyyyy🥹🥹😻😻

AN | I feel like Eddie really would be the sweetest for something like this. I hope you’re doing well bb🥺🥰

Warnings | Language

Pairing | Eddie x Fem!Reader

Word Count | 2.2k

Masterlist | Main, Eddie 

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

You could feel him watching you closely and it made your face flush with warmth. You bit the inside of your cheek in order to keep from saying anything, but naturally your boyfriend had to one up you. Eddie reached over and put a finger under your chin, gently turning your face towards. His smile was magical as always and you couldn’t help but return it. 

“You’re really pretty,” he whispered, causing you to want to melt into a puddle. You wondered if he could hear how wildly your heart was beating, “really, really pretty.”

“Eddie,” you put your fingers around his wrist and gently removed his hand, playfully rolling your eyes. Your official relationship with him was still fairly new, but he made you feel loved in a way no one else had ever managed to, “you don’t have to flatter me.”

“‘m not,” he insisted softly, bringing your hand to his lips to press a feather of a kiss to your knuckles, “only stating facts.” 

“Hush,” you turned back to the book in front of you, willing yourself to keep calm and collected. He always made it a point to remind you of how beautiful you were, and it always made your heart practically sing with happiness. But then that same happiness quickly turned to dread when you realized he hadn’t seen all of you. You hadn’t been naked in front of him yet.

You were afraid that when he did really see you, he wouldn’t find you beautiful anymore. Not that anything suggested he would be like that…it was just your own fears and anxiety manifesting. It had worked enough to keep you from going all the way with him. Your other worry quickly became him breaking up with you; you were positive that there was only so long before he got bored of waiting. 

“Everything all right, sweetheart?” he’d noticed the zoned out look on your face. You snapped back into reality and shook your head, offering him the best smile you could. It fell short of being convincing. 

“Of course,” you nodded softly, “everything’s perfect, Eds.”

“Good,” he gently nudged your leg under the table, “you still wanna come over tonight and watch some movies? We’ll have the place all to ourselves.”

Whether or not he meant for those words to hold the weight that they did, the innuendo was not lost on you. It took you a moment to recover, to reel your thoughts back in, before you looked at the boy sitting across from you, “yes, of course. I’ll be there, Eddie.”

“Yes,” he pumped his first into the year, cheering happily. The sight alone was worth everything and you relaxed slightly, deciding to ignore the butterflies in your stomach. He leaned across the table and pressed a kiss to your cheek, “I’ve gotta go and do some stuff for Hellfire, but I’ll see you tonight! I’ll pick you up at six?”

“Sounds great,” and it did. It really did. It also created a giant pit of worry in your stomach. You sighed heavily once he was gone, knowing that something was going to have to give at some point. You just weren’t sure if you were ready for it to be tonight.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

You’d started off at the other end of the couch from Eddie, attempting in vain to focus your attention on the movie playing on the small TV screen. Once you’d grabbed some pizza and sodas and brought them into the living room, you huddled yourself into the opposite end from him. He wasn’t stupid, you were positive that he was acutely aware of what you were doing. But Eddie, the good man that he was, didn’t comment on it or make you feel awkward at all. He really was a dream; everything you could have wanted and more. 

But as the evening wore and the two of you playfully bantered to each other throughout the movies you were watching, he’d slowly gotten closer and closer. You grew nervous but tried to calm yourself with the knowledge that he would never do anything to make you feel uncomfortable. But fuck, you really wanted him, wanted to kiss him and hold him and well, everything. 

His arm settled around your shoulders and gently you pulled into his body. You gave in, desperately wanting to get closer. His fingers absentmindedly brushed against the skin of your arm before he played with a lock of your hair. After a little bit of tense silence, you pulled back and looked at him, finding his chocolatey eyes studying you, trying to figure out what was running through your mind.

He reached a gentle hand to your face, brushing his thumb over your cheek. You preened into his touch, always amazed by how soft his touch was, despite the rough calluses on his fingers. He leaned in, stopping with his lips almost touching yours, waiting on you to make sure it was okay. 

“Please,” your simple request was answered by him pressing his lips to yours, kissing you with a reverent softness. He pulled back after a few moments, relaxing when he saw the big, saccharine smile on your face. You didn’t want to give in to your worries, didn’t want to give in to all the demons that were telling you to stop and that he would never love you after he fully saw you. 

You kissed him again, putting your hands on his face as you leaned into body, deepening the kiss when he moaned into your mouth. His hands found your hips as he pulled into his lap. You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him until you were dizzy and breathless from the rush of affection. His pale face was complimented by rosy cheeks and a lovesick smile that made you relax. He ghosted his fingers along your jaw and down your neck, sending a pleasurable shiver up your spine. 

“You’re so pretty,” he pecked your lips before trailing kisses along your jaw and down your neck, gently biting at the delicate skin to make sure he would leave behind a constellation of lovebites. You arched into his touch, unable to spot the soft whimpers and moans that spilled from your lips. They were like music to his ears and spurred him on, his hands slowly drifting under your sweater and settling on the pillowy flesh of your hips, “you’re so smart, kind, funny, everything.”

When you felt his hands traveling up, it was like a switch had flipped in your mind, Your body stiffened and you pulled back, catching him off guard. He pulled his hands away from you, holding them up to make sure you knew that he wasn’t going to try anything further. His heart broke when he saw the upset look on your face, tears threatening to spill over and run down your cheeks. 

“Baby,” his voice was so soft and gentle and that was the catalyst to the tears running down your face as you couldn’t hold back your emotions any longer, “it’s okay. It’s all okay, you’re okay.”

“I’m sorry,” it was a choke up little sob as you shook your head, “it’s not you, it’s me. Really.”

“Do you want to talk about it?” he held up his hand and hesitated for a moment before wiping away your tears. He let you get out all of your tears, his hand on your back, rubbing soothing circles, “you don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to. But I am always here for you.”

“You always call me beautiful,” you sniffled as he gave you a little half smile, “and I know you mean it, but I’m afraid…”

“Afraid of what, sweetheart?” He was so patient and gentle with you that it made you realize just how much you loved him. You may not have been together that long, but you did know that you loved him. The idea itself was both wonderful and terrifying, “hmm?”

“That if you see me, all of me, you won’t like me anymore,” you stared at your hands as you nervously played with them, “it’s stupid, I know but I…I don’t know.”

“First of all,” he whispered softly, reeling your attention back in, “I don’t just like you. I-I love you, you know? And secondly, there’s nothing you could do or say to change my mind.”

“Eddie,” you put your hand on his shoulder, tapping your fingers gently, “you haven’t seen me…all of my body.”

“And? That’s not going to change how I feel about you,” he insisted, tenderly turning your face up to his, “I love you for you, that includes every part of you, whether or not you like that particular part. Do you want to tell me why you think I wouldn’t find you beautiful any more?”

You allowed yourself to look into his eyes and found nothing but tender gentleness looking back at you. You nodded shyly, pausing for a moment before looking at him, “a few years ago I was in a car accident. It….well, it turned out okay, obviously, but I got pretty dinged up. And it’s left a lot of scarring, and it’s not…I mean…I’ve had time to learn to live with it all, you know. But I-I had this guy I was seeing, before you obviously, and things were fine at first. But then he…we were going to make sex for the first and time and he took off my shirt and he just stopped.”

“Stopped?” he was feeling a flurry of emotion as you just nodded, “what do you mean?”

“He just looked at me and said he wasn’t in the mood anymore and that he didn’t think that we should see each other again,” you explained, trying to control the shaking in your voice, “I knew what it was, he didn’t even have to say it. I can put the pieces together. I saw him a few days later with another girl. So…yeah.”

“Do you honestly think I would do anything like that?” he asked softly and you shook your head. No, of course you didn’t; Eddie was a good man and he’d never given you a single reason to doubt him. 

“No. You’re so much better than anyone,” you admitted with a small smile, “I know you’d never be like that but sometimes…it’s just hard to let go of that.”

“I can understand that,” he whispered, leaning in to press soft kisses to your cheeks and forehead. You practically melted into his gentle touch, “I’m glad you felt comfortable enough to share that with me, sweetheart. And we don’t have to do anything you’re not comfortable with, okay? Not now and not ever.”

“Eddie,” he was sure that his name never sounded as good as it did when it fell from your lips like sweet, golden honey, “I…I want everything with you. I-I trust you…and I love you.”

“Oh honey,” he closed his eyes and let out a small, wistful little sigh, “you’re so wonderful. I’m so lucky to have met you.”

“Me too,” you leaned into his chest and he wrapped his arms around you. You let him hold you for a little bit before pulling back and kissing him again. He let you take the lead, controlling the pace and making sure you were comfortable. 

It slowly grew more heavy and passionate, both of you lost in the other as you as he managed to draw small whimpers and moans out of you. You rolled your hips into his, feeling that he was growing hard as he rutted his hips in yours. There was a moment of hesitation, but this time you were able to push the negative thoughts away and focus on the moment. 

At some point, he’d picked you up and carried you to his bedroom, laying you gently on his bed, looking at you as though you were some kind of angel. He smiled when he saw how relaxed you looked when you caught his eye.

“Is this okay?” he asked softly as you nodded, “we can stop whenever you want, just say the word, yeah? 

“Yeah,” you nodded in understanding, sitting up and looking at him. You played with the hem of your shirt, contemplating your next move for just a moment, before you pulled the shirt up and quickly tossed it to the side. You swallowed thickly and waited for him to say something. When he didn’t say anything, you grew worried, but after a moment, the biggest smile spread on his face.

“This was what you were worried about?” he came over and sat down next to you; his warmth made you relax, “baby, you are so beautiful. So, so beautiful.”

“Even with all of this?” you pointed to your abdomen where scars crisscrossed your skin. He nodded softly, leaning it to kiss you gently. 

“I love everything about you,” he promised, “every little bit, even the parts you don’t like. You are so wonderful, sweetheart.”

“So are you,” you wrapped your arms around Eddie  and pulled him on top of you. He leaned down and brushed his nose against yours as you shared a small giggle, “if you’re ready…I’m ready too.”

“I am,” he whispered, “I love you, so much.”

“I love you too.”

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson one shot #eddie munson imagine #joseph quinn #joseph quinn x you #joseph quinn x reader #st

[dyns33]

Flufftober 14 - Star Wars

Poe Dameron x Reader 

A rumour circulated in the Resistance : Poe Dameron, Black Leader, the best pilot, was not afraid of anything.

Absolutely nothing, ever.

He was ready to do anything to win the war against the New Republic. Of course, he didn't want to lose his squad, he did everything to get everyone back to base after each mission, he stood in front of them, ready to take the shots for them, drawing the ships behind him to create a diversion, when he was not doing loops and other dangerous figures only to amuse the people of the Resistance in order to cheer them up.

Even though they were all very impressed, people still trembled a little when they saw him do it. Oh, they knew he was the best, as his reputation said, but they didn't want anything to happen to him.

Some of his relatives told him so, begging him to be more careful, like General Organa, Finn or Rey. It just made him laugh.

Then there was Y/N, who also ordered him to stop his nonsense, but for other reasons.

           "Your ship is in for a pitiful state. Again."

           "My ship is doing very well !"

           "As good as your droid ! Poor BB8, you're all broke. Your owner is such a fool."

           "I take very good care of BB8 and my ship !"

           "You are the pilot and I am the mechanic, I am the one who says if you take good care of your devices, and my verdict is clear, you suck !"

           "OH ! Take that back !"

Every time he returned to the base, Poe would park in the same spot in the hangar, and people were wondering if it was because he was fearless, headless, or something else, because he knew very well that it was this section that Y/N was responsible for, and that she systematically criticized him.

           "Do you know how much time I have to spend on your ship's repairs, Dameron ?" she growled. "You are not alone here, the others also need me to check that everything is fine before leaving. I don't want there to be an accident during the flights."

           "Well darling, if you're being so thorough because you're worried about me, you can tell me, and you can stop, because as the best pilot in the resistance, I know what I'm doing."

           "I don't care if you crash into an asteroid, I don't want this jewel I've been working on for hours to have a single scratch. And I want BB8 back at the base !"

           "So it's fine, since my ship is perfect and BB8 follows me everywhere !" he said with a forced smile.

           "He follows you everywhere to prevent you from doing stupid things !"

           "Beep beep !"

           "You... BB, you're supposed to be on my side ! Come on, I can fix you myself, while Miss Mechanic pretends to take care of my perfect ship !"

           "I'm going to make it even more perfect, and I'll check everything you've done to this poor droid to keep it from falling apart !"

From the other end of the hangar, Finn and Rey watched the scene, still the same, wondering if they should intervene.

After the third argument, it seemed obvious to the apprentice jedi that these two were idiots who dared not admit their feelings to each other. Finn hadn't been immediately convinced, but after the sixteenth argument, he was beginning to see what she meant.

           "It's like a courtship. They go like they hate each other, but they actually love each other."

           "Why don't they just tell each other ?" asked the former stormtrooper.

           "Because they are stupid, like many people. They wonder if the other shares their feelings, and they are afraid of being rejected. They may also be afraid of what other people will say if they are together. And it's war, it's dangerous to get attached to someone."

Rey was right to say that. When the base was attacked, there was panic, and everyone tried to flee by saving the most people and bringing the most equipment, so they could continue to fight later.

In a panic, Poe focused on what was around him, the General, BB8, Finn, Rey and his squad. Together they managed to repel the enemy troops long enough for evacuation, then they joined the resistance in their new hideout.

It was upon landing that Poe immediately noticed something was wrong.

Y/N wasn't there to greet him with her criticisms and check to see if he had broken anything.

           "... Where's Y/N ?" he asked several people in the hangar.

           "I don't know. I haven't seen her."

           "Not seen... Since when ?"

           "During the attack. She was helping pilots in the North Complex. I don't know what happened to her after. Sorry."

Ignoring anyone who wished to speak to him to thank him for saving them or to ask him what they should do next, Poe ran all over the new base, looking for Y/N.

She wasn't in the infirmary. Nor in the private quarters being set up. Nor in the command room

Totally panicked, followed by BB, who was rolling behind him as fast as he could, Poe tried not to cry as he raced down the halls.

Until he bumped into someone  who was carrying several boxes.

           "I hope you take a better look at where you're going when you're in your ship, Dameron."

           "... Y/N !"

Not giving her time to understand what was going on, not even having time to think himself, Poe took her in his arms, suddenly feeling relieved.

She was there, she was alive.

Timidly, still holding her boxes with one arm, she patted his back, sighing and resting her head on his shoulder.

           "I take it your ship needs some repairs ? I heard you had a few issues up there before you could blow them all up."

           "Yeah. It may need some repairs."

           "Hmm. I'll go take care of it."

           "Wait. Wait a bit."

They stood here, hugging for several more minutes, until Y/N was too embarrassed by the people watching them.

Then there was a new rumour in the resistance : Poe Dameron, the best pilot, and his mechanic, liked each other. But, like... Liked liked.

And if there was one thing that scared Black Leader, it was to lose her.

#star wars #poe dameron #poe dameron x reader #poe dameron imagine #poe dameron fanfiction #flufftober 2022

[fatuismooches]

What if the reader knew Childe and his family way before they got sick, and now that they are Childe’s whole family is fussing over them. In every letter Childe sends them he updates them on how you’re doing and how your recovery is going, and in every letter they send back they include family recipes of soups and over things that are good to eat when you’re sick, and Childe cooks every one of them while reading the letter out loud for you so that you don’t have to do any work yourself. And if you’re feeling well enough to visit in person, you best believe they’re all hugging the hell out of you as soon as you step inside the door, and Childe has to chide them and remind them to take it easy with you :,))

YES YES SWNDINW MY GOSH I LOVE CHILDE SO MUCH/ His family straight up ADORES you. To the point sometimes Childe just sits in the corner half-poutingly as he watches his parents and siblings fawn over you. Are you cold? Here are a few blankets. Hungry? Here, help yourself to as much food as you like! Oh, and they have the best stories ever so you're never bored! (Childe playfully fakes his tears at how you stole his family but you know he's just joking, you give him lots and lots of kisses 🥺)

When you're not with them the amount of letters that come at a time is almost comical. One from every member of the family. But mostly Tonia, Teucer, and Anthon, who are the most fond of you. They always like to send you little stories that they've learned at school so you aren't bored lying in bed. Childe always reads them out to you like bedtime stories 🥺 His parents are the ones who send him the secret recipes (the ones they've held hostage from him but decided to relinquish just to see you get better) and they always are so kind to you, they're like your parents as well :) Not to mention at this point, you've tasted soups from every nation simply because Childe wants to find your favorite (also courtesy of that young innovative chef and the gentleman at the funeral parlor)

Teucer once sneaked out and made it to Liyue himself again just to see you ;( You're like his other big sibling, he has to know how you're doing! The letters can't satisfy this little boy anymore. You always try not to worry Teucer too much about your condition but the smol bb wants to take care of you too sometimes. Always holding your hand, trying to make you laugh. Childe honestly gets a little teary-eyed in private when he thinks about you and his family's close relationship, he loves you all so much.

When you do visit them again omg they are so ready for you, you get swamped with hugs and love in the literal doorway to the house. Ajax can't help but feel his heart be warmed by the sight :)) He may not be the sanest guy around but damn if he doesn't love and dote on you!! He would do anything for you if it meant you feeling better. Scratch that, he would do anything for you in general. Bro is so silly doing choo choo trains with the spoon. Malewife simp.

#smooches talks #fragile reader <3 #childe love notes <3 #smooches lore childe was once my fav character in this game 😭 #literally love him so much hes perfect to me

[chocotonez]

“bad day?” (txt)

a/n: hopefully the self indulgence isn’t obvious in this one </3, also thank you so so so much for 250+ followers! it’s absolutely mind boggling that I’ve gotten so much support, I’m so happy to know that many people enjoy my writing! I’m so incredibly thankful to have so many amazing people support me :)

warnings: cussing, crying, txt is comforting u after a bad day, reader can’t express their feelings in kai’s, listened to lizzo while writing this so it’s not that sad

yeonjun

-immediately realizes something’s off the second you open the door to your apartment

-he was there 2 bring you dinner and he honestly wasn’t even planning on staying but your ~~vibes~~ were just TOO off!!

-becomes a private investigator, probably subtly checks your private social media stories to see if you complained about anything during the day and not so subtly brings it up

-“hahaha so any weird peers that pissed you off because-“

-realizes you probably just want comfort and is like oh don’t worry bb <3

-I think he’ll say “chill” in that GRATING ABSOLUTELY MONTONE DEADPAN PATRONIZING tone the first few times there were bad bumps in ur relationships but over time he learns to comfort u and how to best communicate w u :]

-lets you rant and listens, never gives you unprompted advice and likes to make stupid innuendos to make u feel a teensy weensy bit better

-needs to see you at least smile once

-will hold and rock you in his arms while you sob your heart out, cooing and playfully calling you his baby

-says he’s not a simp but will run to the nearest convenience store because you wanted a specific snack and he just wants to make his baby happy <3

-even if no problems were fixed, as long as you go to sleep happy, satisfied, and okay, he’s okay <3

soobin

-I feel like he texts you in regular intervals during the day asking if ur okay, so he knows before u get home because you spent your whole lunch break ranting about your day :0

-manages to SCRAMBLE home b4 you to run a hot bath (after nearly breaking down in a self care store because how the hell were there so many options for a bath bomb), make dinner (he heated up takeout), and some flowers from the local grocery store <2

-it meant the world to you though, you got to cry in a bathtub while eating takeout and complaining to Soobin about how horrible everything is and u just wanna curl up in a ball and like cry

-he’s nodding and listening the whole way through, offers advice and reassurance, he’s no therapist but he somehow helps talk you through ever incoherent sad thought u have

-he’s very grounding as well, if he recognizes you’re overreacting he’ll try to like…make you think straight LMAO

-he’s so…comforting….he can just sit there and you’ll feel okay around him, it’s one of his best traits.

-lets u hold Odi or shows you cute odi pics if ur rlly sad, talks about the stupid shit beomgyu did today, he wants you to think of happy things, he doesn’t want you to sit on a problem 4 too long

-once it’s fixed, put it behind you! he’ll do everything to get you out of ur little rut, the light at the end of the tunnel <3

-sobbing. he probably sends motivational gifs like the dork he is </3

-once you’re both in bed and u thank him for being the best boyfriend in the world, he’ll just kiss the crown of your head and hold you closer

-he’ll take on any problem with you, for you

beomgyu

-dawg doesn’t even realize ur upset and accidentally pokes a bit too far

-he’s kinda sensitive and he notices u came home very resigned and quiet, so he worries he didn’t something wrong or ur ignoring him, so he kinda annoys you by poking and tickling u until u literally start crying and he feels like the worst boyfriend ever

-immediately cradles u and is panicking wondering what to do and he’s just like “I’m so sorry baby, I’m sorry, are you okay? Did something happen? Was it me?”

-wikihow 2 comfort ur romantic partner is the first thing in his search history tbh

-once he realizes thank god it wasn’t him who made you cry, just a bad day, he is here to save the day!! he pops on your favorite show/movie, gets your snacks, and holds u all close and snuggly till you fall asleep

-if you want to talk, he suggests going on a walk. he’ll hold your hand the entire time, or he’ll find a playground and you two will sit on the swings while u let it all out

-he wants you to feel heard, but he mainly just wants to see u smile, so he’ll do his best to take your mind off it. he’ll play games w u, tell you stupid stories, make dumb jokes, etc etc…

-he’ll stay up all night w u until you feel better, except he might accidentally fall asleep during an episode of your favorite show and when you wake him up he’ll be like “I was awake the whole time!! tf!!”

-sigh. what a loser (endearingly)

-at the end of the day, all he wants is for you to completely forget about your day and just focus on having a super great rest of your night!

taehyun

-he’s very emotionally intelligent, so not only does he pick up on it, he works to fix it almost immediately

-he’s kinda pushy but in a healthy way, doesn’t let you run from your problems especially if you can fix them

-but he knows when he needs to push you and when he needs to just lie stagnant with you, reassures u it’s okay to sit on your problems, you have time! use it!

-lays on the floor with you and lets u rant and cry, you don’t really have the energy to climb to the couch and he doesn’t wanna force you any more than necessary

-“man, you will not believe what this bitch said to me, she said-“ and he’ll back you tf up “what did that bitch say??”

-but he’s kinda mean and will make u recognize when you’re being the problem, but he’ll always side w you if that makes sense?? Like, he’ll tell you that you’re the one causing trouble, but he’ll also be like “that’s ok tho bb you deserve the world”

-at some point he just picks u up and drops you on the bed, helps you change n stuff, and just holds you. it’s comforting and quiet, but his hugs r healing I swear

-rubs soothing circles into your back and strokes your hair, the sound of your heartbeat lulling you to sleep, GAWD youve reached true peace

-tells you that everything will be okay rather than everything is okay cuz he recognizes problems in the moment like that </3 love him

-also if ur NOT the problem and that coworker Vanessa is causing problems he will not hesitate to shit talk someone he’s never met!!

-but at the end of the day, he’s just this big supportive rock you can always lean on

-he reminds you he’s always there for you, even when you’re being a little bit silly teehee

hyuka

-kinda suspects something’s up but doesn’t want to push you, he gets that some people need their space. but when it’s starting to interfere with your night routine and you keep shooting down all his attempts at asking if ur okay, it’s time to bring out the big guns

-there are no big guns. he just wants you to feel safe enough to talk, and if you don’t want to talk because you a.) don’t know how to express itself or b.) you don’t want to, he’ll still comfort you

-but like, casually…yknow? sends you funny tik toks, cuddles you 10x more, brushes your hair for you, etc…But it doesn’t feel patronizing, not from him

-kai just has this angel energy so it doesn’t feel like he’s pitying you, it just feels like you’re having a fun night :>, he’ll do clay face masks w u and paint ur nails and gossip about the latest news, let’s you cuddle any one of his plushies and kisses you all over ur face because you look adorable

-if you feel ready to talk, then ok! he’s here to listen! probably not the best at giving advice, but he really makes it a point to make you feel heard at least. he wants you to know he’s there for you, even if he kinda struggles w it :,)

-at the end of ur extra fun night, he’ll reassure you and tell you how much he loves you, he hopes all this will give u a base for a better day tmrw

-falls asleep holding you tight, giving you lazy kisses from time to time

-he just wants you to feel loved and happy <3

#txt reactions #txt scenarios #txt headcanons #txt x reader #guys I feel like this is shite as usual but it might be because I’m v sleepy #I hope u all know you can always talk to me <3

[empresskadia]

Spartan Relationship Headcanons [Naomi-010] [Part II]

Part I

I know for a fact that Phillips and you bond over the truth that Naomi is a beautiful goddess, after that he’s your bestie. Naomi is just happy you found a friend and doesn’t understand how it happened.

At the end of the day, Naomi has to stop you from bullying the ODSTs with BB, she doesn’t know why but you hit it off with BB right away and she’s worried about it, especially when she has to put BB in her armor because the AI calls her out.

“Well, well, [Y/n], it appears darling Naomi doesn’t appreciate our dynamic duo, how rude.”

In my head, for some reason, Naomi is fascinated by physical touch and this only started when she began dating her partner. It’s the little things she loves about it, you resting your arm in the crook of her elbow, intertwining your pinkie with hers, comparing your hand sizes against one another and she likes resting her head on your stomach or lap.

She’s also a sucker for getting her hair played with, it's such a simple form of affection that means the world to her. Naomi grows her hair out a little longer so you can style it, the current go-to is braids or a ponytail because they fit nicely in her helmet.

She actually gets flustered when you call her any form of Valkyrie but loves it when you call her, ‘your Valkyrie’. She didn’t really care for the nickname until you gave it a personal spin and a smile always tugs at the corner of her lips when you walk into a room, spot her, and say, "Well, well, if it isn't my Valkyrie."

If Mal hadn't witnessed this happen, he would’ve never believed Spartans could get flustered, cause Naomi had the faint pink on her cheeks and her mood visibly brightened. This man seriously stopped drinking his coffee and stared at you with his mouth hung open. 

BB is the snitch that tells the whole ship you two are in a relationship and he didn’t have to do you guys dirty the way he did.

Naomi is slightly upset about it and almost beefs with BB, her relationship has always been her own and yours. It’s the one choice she made herself and it’s sacred to her, especially if this happens early on before she’s had time to bond with everyone, Naomi feels so awkward and is even more upset for you. She’s seen Marines and ODSTs butting into their teams relationships and she doesn’t want that.

Before BB outed the relationship, Naomi likes to poke fun at the time you first heard Mal call her sweetheart and you had to do a double take like you hadn’t heard that right then gave Naomi a look that meant you could possibly throw hands. She had to talk you down before you did anything dumb. 

Naomi still ended up asking Vaz to read over her file, only because she thought you might view her in different light if you found out more than she had already explained to you. When Serin first told her about the Halsey journal, Naomi felt devastated and a sense of loss, she hid away in the Mjolnir compartment and you found her tinkering away at her armor, she didn’t even look in your direction, which was a sign something was wrong.

You sit silently with her until she’s ready to talk or it stops bothering her, which in this case she wants to discuss once she’s gathered her thoughts together and can properly explain to you what Serin told her. Naomi wants your opinion but it will be hard for her to accept if you talk bad about Halsey, so even if you have negative feelings about the Doctor, you need to understand her side and not let it get the best of you. If you don’t have any hard feelings about Halsey, Naomi’s more inclined to listen even if you say, “Yeah, hun um, that sounds kinda messed.”

This does start some fights between you, Vaz, and Mal. They don’t understand why you can be so calm about this whole Halsey thing and you think they are acting like children that need to keep their noses out of things.

Being lowkey upset with Serin for starting this whole spiral of a mess and some unkind truth are said on your part. Naomi had to step in before you crossed a line she knew you were running for. The captain and you did make up a few days later much to everyone’s surprise, Naomi assumed you were going to be salty for longer.

Mal thought Spartans were already terrifying on the field but nothing prepared him for Naomi’s reaction to when you got hurt during a mission. If what he saw was the equivalent of a Spartan losing their shit, he wonders why the Covenant never called them Devils. Serin had to order him and Vaz to bring you back to the ship and leave Naomi to calm down on the lines of them getting caught in the crossfire [if that’s what the captain could call ‘crossfire’ was Mal’s thought], the only thing he could tell Phillips was ‘there is a lot of blood.’

This point is further driven home when Naomi returns covered in a mix of fluids on her armor and chunks of stuff that Phillips doesn’t want to speculate on. He’s left in awe when the first thing she does is check on her partner and the tone of worry in her voice not matching up with the activities left on her.

Naomi is a huge nerd, she loves talking to her partner about her armor and all the upgrades she’s making or thinking about making. Ask her questions about what she’s doing cause it makes her so happy, if you manage to name certain parts or follow her train of thought, she’s in love all over again and you can tell when her eyes are seriously bright, they look like they have stars in them.

Talking about stars, one of your first dates was star gazing, and it continues to be so on anniversaries and other special occasions. Naomi is an astronomy nerd, so this is a perfect way to spend time together especially if you pack a picnic and spend hours outside with her. If you bring up the idea of getting matching star tattoos, she’s sold and she wants to do it right away.

When Kilo-Five finds out Naomi has a tattoo, they are surprised, especially Serin, she never would have imagined a Spartan getting inked.

If you aren’t on the ship, they are extra shook when she tells them it’s a matching constellation with her partner. The whole ship gets quiet and it takes them a few minutes to respond, Serin wants BB to give her a full report on this individual.

Naomi finds this amusing and calls you that night, if you aren’t on a mission or busy, to tell you. This is also how BB tracks you down to pull your records, he honestly listens to the entire conversation because he’s a snoop and marvelous at the tone of Naomi’s voice when she talks to you. It’s more soft and there is a hint of emotion in her tone that he can’t distinguish.

He ends up telling Serin that Naomi was quite taken with you.

#halo #halo series #my writing #fanfiction #naomi 010 #headcanon #halo headcanon #halo headcanons #naomi 010 x reader #kilo-5 #kilo 5 #kilo-five #Halo glasslands #halo x reader #Part 3? #in the works

[tekilluas]

hello! a post-bbs analysis no one asked for

so i ran away from tumblr for months once bbs ep 12 came out—not bc i’d been fooled abt the breakup, but bc i understood the message behind it all after some time and i was so worried to come on here and see people not getting it. but i didn’t even need to come here bc it was happening everywhere. months later, and twitter is a complete mess all the time for various reasons. i still have feelings about it all, though. so i commented on the mdl page abt it but this is a bit clearer:

disclaimer: should be obvious but you don’t have to agree with any of this and i still think that teaser was highly uncalled for lmao. also i have no idea where the discourse is at now bc it’s been months and lots of other shows have been airing.

so the final ep is kind of gimmicky, and patpran didn’t really need to go back to being a secret. but i feel like the lyrics of the second ost perfectly illustrate their mindset and perspective on their relationship as a unit. as a unit made up of the two of them alone. they don’t need others’ thoughts or opinions on their relationship to make it real and valid to them. they don’t need others (outsiders) to understand, or “get it,” because for patpran, as long as the two of them understand, it’s enough. even as per the lyrics of the third ost, only they know what’s in between the lines.

so when they decide to return to being a secret (which is more of an open secret, really), it’s bc they wanted to diminish the strain their relationship would have on that with their parents (this is mostly for pran though—and it has nothing to do with their sexualities). they didn’t want to put a strain on their own relationship, either, by trying to make their parents “understand.” and it’s not like them being together openly would heal the families’ wounds. in patpran’s eyes, going back to being a “secret” just allows them to protect their relationship. they could have confronted them directly, but patpran knew where dissaya was coming from, and they knew that it’d take time for her to come around (if ever). but they don’t change themselves for their parents either. idk if i’m explaining it well but basically they kind of say, “our relationship is ours, so our parents, in that regard, don’t really matter that much anyway.”

the ball is in the parents’ court now, since they know the boys are still dating, and i feel like it’d just be up to them to decide if/when they want to make their acceptance known. i think there’s a strong message in patpran deciding not to yield, knowing their family tension might never actually change (rather than trying to force it to change by being together out in the open w their families). they (p’aof and co.) found quite a roundabout way of getting there, but they did.

also, i’m almost entirely convinced that ep 11 was written to be a finale of sorts, which is why i was so confused about what would be in ep 12 back when the show was airing. then ep 12 came out and i was like, “why did that feel like an epilogue/movie episode?”

so yeah, they really took some risks and switched up the formula w this show; some of those risks landed and some didn’t. i will say, though, that final balcony scene in ep 12 makes me cry to this day just bc of how happy & in love they are. we see that their relationship was kind of meant to be. we see how far they’ve come as they play with the “just a friend, friend/buddy” concept—the translated thai title of the show. but also how that phrase went from representing vagueness, uncertainty and unrequited feelings to representing unity, understanding, and a secret about a love that belongs to only them.

(and ep 11 is my fav ep idc idc.)

#bad buddy #bbs #sometimes i question whether ppl in the twitter fandoms have critical thinking skills… #bad buddy series #patpran #pranpat #bad buddy ep 11 #bad buddy ep 12 #bad buddy spoilers

[gessshoku]

1 - What inspired you to create your oc?

14 - Did you give your oc a love interest? Is it another oc or a canon character? Why?

18 - Imagine meeting your oc. What would you want to say to them or do with them?

19 - How might your oc react to finding out you are the one responsible for their life?

20 - Share a random piece of trivia about the creation of your oc. Examples: scrapped ideas or changes you didn't expect to make.

9 - In a group dynamic, what kind of role does the oc usually fill? Are they a worry wart? A troublemaker? The straight man?

Yeah you say you like answering questions, hope 6 isn't a greedy amount. Anyways-

-That one Gess person. Yep.

1): For my OC’s they’re created because my brain doesn’t know when to shut the fuck up :) Seriously I just love creating OC’s and seeing other people create such unique designs for theirs inspires me even more to make my own. And then Pinterest does the finishing blow to my motivation and there I go again creating a new OC for my collection :D

2). I do have Two OC’s with a possible love interest for both. I can only talk about one of them as the other is a secret for a future comic I’m doing :3c The one I CAN talk about is Hoku! I don’t know their preference because I mainly focused on important aspects of their life (I don’t include romance, it can be lived without-) but I’m not even sure what personality would go well with their workaholic, business, smart personality. I might just have them be the cool rich aunt, I just can’t see them with anyone romantically <:D

3) Okay so again I’ll do all of them that I’ve shown here on tumbly:

For patchwork I would love to braid their hair, play games with them (hide and seek specifically), do arts and crafts (the bois can join too IG) and most importantly teach them the art of valuing yourself-

For Maggie I would love to see her perform her awesome magic tricks and teach me how to skate in her wheelies!! <3 (maybe teach me a bit of Morse code and sign language)

For The Void I’d run the fuck away, but if I can’t do that IG I’ll talk to them and ask “hey why the fuck you gotta go all out during sad boi hours” and pet their lil blobs, which are in fact the sins on your back-

For Hoku I’d like for them to take me to the fanciest places they know to eat (for the experience) and go shopping because they rich af, also ask them to teach me Japanese huehue <3c (wait since they’re rich have them take me to Japan for like a year plsplsplsplsplspslsplspls)

4). okay I answered this already but I’ll put in a new one hmmmm, I think I’ll include gess since they are technically an OC, they would probably have those same beeg ol eyes and in the background just have war noises playing. Then they’ll swallow me whole and think “Now no one can stop me from committing war crimes.” OH MY GOD I JUST REMEMEBRED MY GORL KATHY, Y’ALL HAVE NOT SEEN THEM BUT ME AND DARLING MA VEX CREATED THEM AND AKWNDOXNOE OK OK, Not much of their story has been fleshed out, I’ve just done their past, their future is determined by a role play- BUT! They would most likely be upseghtii spaghetti that I gave them so many bullies and gave them self worth issues HNNGGG I PROMY BB GORL YOU HAVE A HAPPY ENDING SKSKSKE

5). OOOO FUN OKAY SO:

Patchwork: Their first design was too plain so I made it not plain, I’ll post a full ref sheet for it once I got the colors sorted out. They also had a similar trauma to Valentines Angel OC but I didn’t like that they were similar because I didn’t want to feel like I copied them so that’s scrapped and now they have a new set of problems!! :DD

Maggie: They originally were supposed to be a part of the mega pizza plex creations, like monty and Roxy but that was changed to them being made in a different location (<— That’s your hint on where they were created)

The Void: They we’re meant to be another Art sona next to gess for artfight since I saw bam and Vu had made their own but with how it was going I decided to add some more spooky elements to them and they became a representation of bad thoughts :D

Hoku: There were SOOOO many changes to them, at first I wanted them to have a love interest because of how they first were (more golden retriever vibes and oblivious nature), but then I changed their personality (more serious and occupied with work to help her dad with money) and I kept changing how their mom died (I ended with them dying while giving birth), then I kept figuring out which schools they would go to and where they’d live. All in the span of 7 hours texting my friend who was also developing their OC and it was 12 AM to 7 AM :D (no sleep was gained that night)

6). Alright so (I hope I did this right),

Patchwork: Supportive friend who says what’s on their mind however they do not value themselves as a person and see themselves rather of being more useful TO others than themselves.

Maggie: Smiles in the daytime/work hours but a complete mess behind closed doors. Doesn’t trust themselves due to fear.

The Void: Makes your life miserable, knows this, and purposefully does it-but much worse :)

Hoku: Workaholic, caring, oblivious to free time and fun, fast food is their diet (eat fast while working), and the smart friend of the group even when drunk and the others are sober.

#i say not enough questions #only issue is it takes sooo long to answer them #because I do so much thinking and I like to take my time with them #but other than time there are no issues #I LOVE ANSWERING QUESTIONS #MAKING ME GO FERALLLLLL #Also I will be drawing ref sheets for all the OC’s listed in these questions since y’all like em so much <3 #Gess Box of Cookies

[enkisstories]

So how have Finn and BB-8 fared with the Millenium Falcon?

Unfortunately they got a negative result from the exploration chance card. That means they were succesful in dispensing the fungicide, but took too much time to also be available for storming Crater Fortress.

And that in turn meant I was down to two sims - four are ideal for the bossfight.

Whereas Daniel and Armitage were almost begging Admiral Holdo for an alliance, Ben's and Rose's method to gather allys was more direct: Splashing the fungicide into Lt. Agnon's face to liberate him from Godmother's influence and then explaining to him in no uncertain terms that he was recruited.

Ben: "Rub it on your skin for best effect. Don't worry if you swallowed some, that's the alternate method of applying it."

Agnon: "My head... is clearing..."

Rose: "From Godmother or also from the First Order?"

Agnon: "Insolent rebel scum!"

Rose: "I don't generally apprecciate it when the others typecast me as the gal who electroshocks everyone, but if you dare desert us or turn against us before we have defeated Godmother, I'll give you my hand to say goodbye - the one with the shock pad in the glove."

Agnon: "Alright, alright. I'll fight alongside you. But afterwards all bets are off!" (to Ben) "I don't know what's come over you, Solo, but you and your followers are as bad as the rebels. We'll stomp you like the roaches you are!"

Next stop: Crater Fortress!

#ben solo #rose tico #sims4journeytobatuu #star wars #simblr #battleforbatuu6 #newstarwarssims

[lets-talk-spirituality]

If it’s not too much for you, I was prompted to ask if my sm has any messages for me.

Thank you for any information you can receive from my sm or spirit guides that they will share with you. Much much love and appreciation to you 💟

Hi! Thanks. Your energy in this ask comes off so sweet. Gentle. Let’s see what spirit wants to say.

Color pink light pink, flowers, daffodils, floral scent fills the air, spring time, bloom, everything is in bloom, your life is blooming right now or will be when spring comes, your life may be following the seasons right now,

We want you to know that we’ve heard your cries and frustrations and we have not forsaken you. Sometimes you feel alone and like we abandoned you, but we cannot do that. You have abandoned you, all the times you held yourself back, didn’t speak your mind, didn’t follow your intuition, you abandoned yourself. We hope you see the pain you feel towards us is actually pain you feel from yourself, it’s just easier to project out onto us then accept the harder truth and look at all the ways you’ve abused and hurt you. We have never done anything but love you. Don’t worry about your soulmate, they are cradled in the palm of our hand, just as you are cradled and held, held by love, don’t you feel it holding you in a close embrace? If not, that’s your goal, always, find your way back to love.

Card Pull— Starseed Oracle

The cards took a long time for one to come out. To me, this shows that you are meant to listen to yourself, go inward and find your own insight, finding your way back to love is a journey only you can take and learn for yourself.

Deep Cellular Healing— Arcturus energy, physical and emotional healing

Pages 54, 55– 5 as a number represents change but breaking these down we get 9, or ending of a cycle, and 1 beginning of a new cycle, so finding your way back to love, this change will help you begin a new cycle.

“Healing is your natural state. If you’re suffering fro a mystery or chronic illness, don’t allow yourself to think you’ve done something wrong, physical and emotional disharmony can be a reflection of how the world has been out of alignment. You’re being asked to put your body first, it’s possible to feel vibrant in your body and well in your skin”

Yeah a few things stood out. First it seems you’re being called to remember how to love and care for yourself, spirit wants you to put feeling good above doing good, I also felt that chronic illness stood out so I’m not sure if you struggle with something chronically but it’s not a punishment, it’s part of helping you learn to have gratitude and love for your body, to help you learn how to care for yourself properly. I also wonder if you may struggle with body image issues with the feeling good in your skin part. For some of us, returning to human form is extremely dissonancing, but you’re being called to learn how to love this human body for all it is, “good” and “bad”. Also, look into the Arcturian starseed race. There may be insight for you there!

Hope this helps. Best of luck, bb 💕 the journey of self love is never easy and is continually ongoing. Would love to know if and how this resonates!

#channeled message

[writingsofhubris]

I posted 830 times in 2022

That's 829 more posts than 2021!

221 posts created (27%)

609 posts reblogged (73%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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I tagged 510 of my posts in 2022

Only 39% of my posts had no tags

#bts - 74 posts

#.w - 62 posts

#bunny u - 47 posts

#fic rec - 35 posts

#plot - 31 posts

#x reader - 29 posts

#comments - 23 posts

#victorian au - 22 posts

#reblog for timezone - 21 posts

#ask - 16 posts

Longest Tag: 134 characters

#but also i slept like shit that night so i was so out of it and i ha silly goofy mood it so much i stfg i felt maxim in my bed with me

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Só

[AO3] Rating: Mature WC: 1018 Tags: Making Out, Kissing, Morning Kisses, Sleepy Kisses, Biting, Marking  Fandom: Monday Mornings Ship: Harding Hooten/Reader Disc: Usually you're good at knowing just where to place marks on Harding's chest. Usually.

 The insomnia that you had been feeling lately normally would get to you, making you snap at the slightest provocation. But today, Harding’s heart was pounded steadily under your hand, his shoulder pillowed your head. With his long hours recently, it had been rare you two had mornings like this; bodies together and the early morning light streaming in through the drawn curtains.

 Your eyes looked over Harding’s skin, gloriously open to the air. You lifted your head, and pressed a gentle kiss to his soft skin.

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38 notes - Posted September 12, 2022

#4

Control

[AO3] Rating: E WC: 811 Tags: Pegging, soft dom, Light BDSM, Praise Kink Fandom: Chocolat Ship: Comte de Reynaud (Chocolat - Harris)/Reader Disc: This would have avoided about 90% of the Comte's stress in the movie

His moans were magical to your ears, soft gasps falling from parted lips.

“There you are, my sweet boy.” Your hips pulled back, the straps wrapped around your hips pulling only slightly. a little more lube on the phallus, and his next gasp was tortured, begging for more in the only way he could allow himself to. Your hands pulled his hips back to yours, forcing the snap. 

You saw his head fall forward, dipping to rest on his upturned forearms, a shake running through his body. You leaned to press your skin flush with his, lips moving to brush over his shoulder, a moment of deserved tenderness. That was what brought a whimper from his lips, a sound you so rarely brought from him. 

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39 notes - Posted September 14, 2022

#3

Drabbles - Ch. 10

Ch. 10 - Maxim Horvath [AO3] [Ch. 9] [Ch. 11] &lt; Bunny > Rating: E WC: 1011   Tags: Masturbation, cum play, claiming, piercings,  Ship: Maxim Horvath/Reader   Disc Prompt: Topless reader with the cum here piercings that she got as a joke Maxim shows up and is like "well if you say so" Maxim does cum first on the titties and reader at first is like "no I wanna get off." "Don't worry darling I'll take care of you. I will admit you look delectable covered in my cum. It truly shows that I own you inside" starts fucking reader "and out" swipes some cum to play with readers clit - Req’d by @the-realharleyquin (love you bb) Beta’d by the lovely @randomfandomtrash28

“Maxim, darling, do you know where the…” You stopped short, taking in the image in front of you. 

Never before had you encountered Maxim in such a compromising position; head thrown back, pants around his thighs, hand wrapped around his cock.

“There you are. Why don’t you come make yourself useful?” His voice was husky, and with the way he looked over your body, it didn’t take a genius to realize just what he meant. You all but tossed the box in your hand to the side, uncaring where it ended up. Your feet moved to the space just in front of him, ready to lower yourself. 

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39 notes - Posted June 21, 2022

#2

I Like to Watch the Puddles Gather Rain

[AO3] Rating: M WC: 4656 Tags: Non-Explicit Sex, Second Chances, Reunions, Emotions, Public Display of Affection  Ship: Harding Hooten x Reader Disc:You'd left nearly ten years ago, to leave your future as a neuroscientist behind, to take up the one thing you had wanted more than anything: Art. Harding was the last person you'd expected to run into when you came to Portland again. No, strike that, he was the last person you'd wanted to run into. But your conversation showed no signs of flagging.

Let’s pay attention only to where we are. There’s enough beauty in being here and not somewhere else. Fernando Pessoa, A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems

Your eyes trailed over the words in the email. It had been the last correspondence that you’d offered anyone at Chelsea General.

Dr Harding Hooten 

It is with a heavy heart that I must offer you my resignation, effective immediately. 

Thank you for the time that I have been offered, the experience to further my medical knowledge. 

Your name at the bottom of the text box almost seemed to mock you. Elegant, to the point, and most importantly, the last time you had ever voluntarily elected to distinguish yourself with ‘doctor’. It almost mocked you, even with the years passed. 

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43 notes - Posted June 16, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Almost (Sweet Music)

[AO3] &lt;- Bunny Rating: E WC: 1868 Tags: Morning Sex, Oral sex, gentle sex, gentle kissing, gentleness, over stimulation, (consensual) somnophilia Ship: Maxim Horvath/Reader Disc: Most of your mornings, you woke up alone. Maxim wouldn’t take the moments to tell you he was off, he didn’t find any purpose in waking you only for him to disappear. Maxim + Oral sex + sleepy sex = a happy heart of hubris

Most of your mornings, you woke up alone. Maxim wouldn’t take the moments to tell you he was off, he didn’t find any purpose in waking you only for him to disappear. Most mornings, you’d agree with him. His research was important, and you valued your sleep too much to argue with his choices. Why would you; with his topic having changed from the destruction of the world, his knowledgeable pursuits had caught him deeper than either of you had expected it to.

But it was mornings like this that you were happy that he woke you.

Maxim’s fingers would start down the center of your chest, hand spread over the bottom of your ribcage, spreading over your soft torso with a touch as light as a whisper. You were only half awake, brought to consciousness by his body having joined yours on the bed once more. Other than Maxim’s hand, you only could process the warm sun streaming onto your stomach. The haze of your sleep was caught around your head, a thick cotton that couldn’t lift from your mind. That was alright by you; sunk between the layers of consciousness let your mind wander.

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47 notes - Posted June 3, 2022

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#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review #figured i should do this and see which fic was popular over here #maxim #nice #and Harding made it twice as well #as well Comte surprisingly

[inkykeiji]

hiiii clari idk if u ever answered this question but does reader eventually find out about tomura's suffering with his mental health? about his intrusive thoughts about her and dabi? and does she think hes just being "weird" rn or just taking too many drugs? (im not calling mental illness weird i just meant are those her thoughts atm >.< )

hi anon bb!! <33 she already knows about his mental illness (this is kinda implied/indicated at the end of part three when she talks about him being ‘sick’) but she doesn’t know any details or specifics. tomura technically hasn’t been officially diagnosed with anything yet, but she knows that there’s something wrong that has been triggered or aggravated by their trip, and the first huge signifier of that is just his strange behaviour on their first full day in new york!!

#also don’t worry bb i know what you meant!!! #there’s still a very prominent stigma surrounding mental health and mental illness and a lot of people who don’t ‘get it’ #for lack of a better phrase #dabi’s kind of like that in bmb #he doesn’t really understand even tho he’s got a plethora of mental issues himself #but yeah hopefully that makes sense!!!!! #reader knows he’s mentally ill but that’s all; she doesn’t know WHAT it is that’s plaguing his thoughts #or even exactly what’s triggering it #but she wants to help!!!! #oh sweet reader :( #tw mental health #tw mental illness #i hope you’re having a lovely monday anon!!! <33 #please stay safe out there!! #clari gets mail #bmb universe #inky.bb

[littlepadika]

🎀 pink (Din)

🧼 laundry detergent (fake dating)

🍄cottage core (innocent kink)

with some fluff and smut included maybe?? 🥺👉👈💘

Hi @ppslutt I don't think we've interacted so hello! Thank you for this request! Omg i am both soft and amused by this idea. Hope you like this... Din is such a cheeky bb but at the same time a feral fucking machine hehe

500 follower celebration (closed now)

Warnings: Asshole ex boyfriend, protective mando, innocent reader, unprotected piv smut, fingering, 18+

source: @reilink

"Can I sit here?"

Din startled. He had been glaring holes into the metal table at the cantina for so long he almost forgot there were other people around. He was in between bounties. Waiting for Karga to come up with something worth his time.

He nodded at the seat across from him which you fell into. He would usually say no, preferring to be left alone, but you were hardly a threat. Young and apparently unarmed. You looked stressed. Eyes darting all over the room. Were you in trouble?

"Thank you." You tapped your fingertips on the table. "My ex is here and I don't want him to see me alone."

"Are you in some kind of trouble?"

"No." You stare down at your lap. "I just don't want to talk to him."

That made sense, but Din couldn't understand why you were talking to him specifically. Most people feared Mandalorians. He expected you to want to hire him or ask him to kill your ex. You glanced over your shoulder. Din followed your gaze, identifying the man in question, an arrogant looking human with his arm around a girl with her back to you both.

"I'll leave you alone in a minute." You turned your attention back to him. "What's your name, sir?"

"Mando." He grunted. You replied with your name. Din's ears perked up when he heard it. The sound of it echoing in his mind. He had never heard such a name before. "Have you ever seen a Mandalorian before?" Din couldn't help but ask.

"Is that what you are?" You felt embarrassed at his amused tone. "Am I supposed to bow or something?"

Din chuckled, which came out as a crackle through the voice coder. "No. But people tend to stay away from me because- because we're killers."

"Oh." You swallowed a gasp. It never occurred to you to be afraid. "I didn't know. I've never been off world."

"What the fuck are you doing here?" You snapped your head up to see your ex standing over you, an angry look on his face. "I thought you didn't like going out."

"I-I can go where I please!" You jut your chin out.

"Fucking bitch. You're just spying on me, aren't you?" Your ex spat. Din clenched his fist, not liking the way this bastard was speaking to you. He could easily break this man's arm and hardly break a sweat.

"I'm not!" You cried shrilly. "I didn't know you'd even be here."

"What are you doing with him?" Your ex turned to Mando with a sneer. "Tryin to make me jealous?"

"Obviously it worked." You glared. "Now go away."

"No hang on- you're gonna come with me and we're gonna talk."

"I think it's time for you to go." Din rested his hand on his holster, his voice impossibly low. You shivered in your seat.

"Whatever." The man gave up, backing up a little. "Good luck with this one, Mando. She's a prude."

You looked down in shame feeling angry tears sting your eyes. It was hard to believe you once loved this asshole. Din felt his temper flare in his chest. Your ex finally left, looking over his shoulder a few times to watch you and Din.

"I'm sorry." You wrapped your arms around yourself. "I'll leave you alone now."

"I don't mind." Din said, surprising himself. He hated seeing you so upset. He thought about going up to that bastard and putting a hole in his chest, but that wouldn't make you feel better. "Can I get you something?"

"I don't know." You looked up at the bar trying to read the menu overhead.

"What kind of fake boyfriend would I be?" Din joked, hoping to see you smile. It worked. You let out a small giggle into your hand that made Din's heart constrict strangely. He ordered you a Tatooine Sunset.

"You don't want one?"

"No. Thank you." Din hesitated before adding "I don't remove my helmet."

"Ever?" Your eyes widened.

"Not in front of people."

"Oh." You took a small sip. "It's really yummy. Thank you."

Din noticed the prick from earlier still watching you both. "Come over here, ad'ika." He tapped the seat next to him.

"Why?" You asked, looking up from your cup.

"Because that nurf herder is watching us."

"Oh." You frowned, moving to sit next to Mando.

"Lean into me."

"Like this?" You asked again, tilting your head onto his cold beskar paldron.

"Yes. Good." Din nodded, enjoying the look of anger that passed over that bastard's face. "Sit closer."

"I-I am." You blushed, moving until your legs were pressed against him. He wasn't super comfortable with all the metal.

"On my lap, ad'ika." Din patted his thigh. He was being bold but something about your instant trust in him made him want to hold you closer. Feel your soft body on his. You go bright red as you stand and then perch on his knee. His gloved hand covered your lower back.

"Look at him." Din instructed, smirking behind his helmet.

"Oh he's so mad." You giggled. "This is fun, mando."

"It is, ad'ika." Din couldn't' help but agree.

"Wh-what does adeeka mean?" Your tongue got caught on the syllables.

"It means 'little one'."

"I'm-i'm not a child." You frowned, ducking your head. A weak objection as you were sitting in his lap right now.

"It's not just for children." Din placed another arm around your legs, pulling them more securely onto his lap. He regretted that he was in full armor because he could not feel you but that was also probably a good thing or else he'd be hard. You smelled divine.

"Mando he's still staring." You whispered against his cowl which was surprisingly soft.

"Shall we make him even more uncomfortable?"

"Mhm." You nodded, kissing Mando on his cool beskar helmet, where his cheek would be. "How's that?"

"You can do better than that." Din encouraged, enjoying the little game.

"Oh yeah!" You grinned, feeling your competitive spirit rising. "How about this?" You lowered your head, leaning against his neck, kissing him through the cowl. You could feel his warm neck and strong pulse against your lilps. He swallowed hard, his hand tightening over your thigh.

"We should walk out now. Really make him jealous." Din suggested, mostly to stop you from giving him a full on erection.

"Oh yeah." You hopped off his lap, taking his large leather clad hand in yours. "Come on."

Once outside in the warm sun you laughed at your antics. You had never had so much fun. You used to fear your ex. He was mean and cruel. You felt safe now that you had Mando. You tried not to worry what would happen when Mando was gone. Din watched you hungrily, beaming up at him, your face lit up in the daylight. He subtly turned off his tracking view in his visor so he could just see you without any distractions on his screen.

"Thank you Mando."

"You're welcome." He let go of your hand making your face fall. "What's wrong?"

"I want to keep playing."

"What do you propose?" Din felt his cock twitch behind his flight suit.

"I think he would be really jealous if I had marks on my neck." You suggested boldly. Din shook his head in disbelief.

"You are not a prude, you know that? I'm sorry he said that to you."

"I was only a prude with him. He was ugly." You grimaced but recovered. "You're beautiful, Mando, and I want- I want you. Not just to make him jealous but I want you."

"Oh Ad'ika..." Din chuckled. "We can do both."

This led to Din taking you in the alleyway behind the cantina. First he knelt down between your legs and fingered you until you were dripping into his hand. He wanted to watch your little cunt squeeze and flutter. Your little mewls grew louder and louder until you came with a cry. Din loved how innocent you were. You didn't even know how to be quiet. You didn't hide your pleasure. He hoped your shitty ex was listening. Hearing your sounds that he never got to draw from you.

Next he stood lifting you up with ease onto his hips. You were already delirious from your first orgasm you shot up to the stars when he entered you. You tightened your legs around his waist, holding onto his broad shoulders. All thoughts of being seen or herd left your mind. You were overwhelmed, Mando pushing into every corner of your senses along with your pussy.

"Fuck..." Din grunted, feeling your hot walls suck him to the hilt. It had been so long he realized how sensitive he was. And you were so tight. He held your ass up, pulling it to grind into him with every stroke.

"Oh Mando!" Your head fell back against the wall. "This-it's so good."

"Mmm you feel amazing, ad'ika. So fucking perfect." Din watched your face slacken with the pleasure he was giving you, your plush lips teasing him. He wanted to feel them. He wanted to put his lips over every inch of you. Your eyes were drooping, staring right into his visor.

"Stay with me, little one. Look- look at us." He fucked harder, leaning back slightly despite the ache in his lower back, watching the point where your flesh met. Your little swollen clit was sitting right on top of his dick, smashing against his pelvis with every stroke.

"Oh-Maker-I'm gonna cum again." You cried, scrabbling against his shoulders for better leverage. You wanted to fuck him back. Din readjusted his grip allowing one hand to be free to circle your clit.

"Who's making you cum?"

"You! You, Mando!" You cried feeling your stomach go incredibly tight then spasming with your orgasm.

"You think anyone else could make you feel this?" Din sped up also nearing his own climax. His voice was rough and torn up, cracking and stressing the voicecoder.

"No-no one else!" You answered eagerly, wanting to please him. "I don't want anyone else."

"Good girl. Fuck- you want to be mine?" He felt his cock twitching. He was seconds away from cumming inside of you. This was the last chance to pull out.

"I want to-be yours- please." You nodded vigorously, looking up at him so he could see you meant it. You dug your heels into his lower back. His grunts became short and quick with each thrust then he came abruptly, crashing his forehead against yours. You gasped feeling the spot where you were joined grow incredibly wet.

"Stars..." Din hissed feeling his pleasure prickle down his spine into his cock. "You mean it, ad'ika?"

"Yes. Show me the stars, Mando."

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Hi! Could I please request a fluffy chat noir fic? Maybe where he and the reader are cuddling and he starts purring and the reader teases him and thinks it’s adorable? Tyyy -Bhad Bleep

Hello Bhad Bleep ! <3 I hope that you enjoy what I wrote for u bb uwu. Also i hope that it’s fluffy enough too >.< anyways, enjoy !

Pairing: Chat Noir X Reader

Warnings: just some swearing.

Tags: Chat is tired pls, purring ;), He’s just adorable tbh. 

Candles, homemade cookies, pillows, a red picnic blanket, bubble milk tea and soft music playing in the background while you gazed at a duck floating on the lake with the moonlight shimmering over it.

He was always late so you’re used to this but for some reason you couldn’t help but feel a slight anger overcome you.

The only thing that was missing was him.

Your boyfriend, Chat noir.

Or maybe it was worry because usually when he’s this late it meant that something bad has happened.

You sighed to yourself and poked a hole in the plastic lid of your bubble tea, sipping it and chewing on the soft, jelly like tapioca.

You shook your head.

No, he could take care of himself.

It really sucked because you had no way of contacting him because you simply couldn’t know anything about his real identity.

Nonetheless, you trusted him with your whole heart. You knew he would come soon.

“Mon ange, sorry im late.”

You almost ended up choking on the tapioca pearl.

Coughing, you looked up at him and he widened his eyes walking to you and rubbing your back.

“Chat…You’re hurt.” You whisper, a frown evident on your face but your eyes filled with worry.

You looked at him, he had a bruise on his cheek and his suit had a cut on his right bicep.

Your coughing eased and you lifted a hand to brush your thumb over the bruise.

He holds your hand against his cheek and gives you a small smile.

“You should’ve seen the other guy.” He winks and you and it makes you chuckle.

He always had to try and make things less serious than they were because he hated seeing you frown.

“Do you want me to pack up everything and go home so you can rest?” You ask.

He quickly shakes his head.

“That wont be necessary beautiful, especially when I haven’t even had one of your famous homemade cookies!” He pulls you up on his lap quickly, making you yelp in surprise but ultimately giggle.

“I’m sorry I came late Ma belle.” He whispers and tucks a strand of hair behind your ear.

He kisses you softly and you close your eyes, leaning more into the kiss and wrapping your arms around his neck for support.

You pull away and look into his bright green eyes, half lidded but full of love.

“darling…” He says and lifts your chin up to make you look at him. “You know I can-“

You sigh and shake your head.

“Please Chat, I was just worried about you. It’s hard when I can’t even contact you, you know.” You huff and cross your arms over your chest, looking down.

“Can’t give me any personal information because my identity must remain a secret for now.” You continue for him. “Yeah I know. I just care about you.” You murmur.

He lets out a breathy laugh and shakes his head. “Nothing’s going to happen to me babe.” He says and looks at you straight in the eyes. “Plus, you’re dating one of Paris’ most respected, handsome, strongest, superheroes. Villains aint got shit on me.” He says proudly, placing a hand on his chest.

You roll your eyes playfully and laugh.

“I got your favourite by the way.” You smirk and move down from his lap to get the drink. “Honeydew bubble milk tea!” You exclaim and he gasps grabbing the drink from your hand, a huge grin on his face.

“Please don’t ever say that again.” You say.

“Thank you Mon ange!” He says and quickly kisses your cheek before popping the straw through the lid, taking a long sip.

His eyes roll to the back of his head and he hums in pleasure. “This shit bussin’” He says and you close your eyes, sighing while pinching the bridge of your nose.

He snorts and puts the bubble tea down.

“can i?” He asks while pointing to your lap.

“I got perfectly good pillows and you still want to use my thighs to rest your head?” You say and quirk an eyebrow up.

He smirks and nods and you could already tell what’s going on in his head.

“Come on kitty.” You say and chuckle at him as he scoots over and rests his head on your lap.

You sigh happily as you look at him.

You longed for times like these with him, it was always your favourite time of the day.

He was a breath of fresh air, a distraction, your paradise.

You start playing with his hair, letting the soft blonde locks run through your fingers.

You wondered what he did in his personal life.

From what you could tell, he was gorgeous enough to be a model.

He had the physique, soft skin and luscious hair.

Or maybe he’s a pianist.

His fingers were long and delicate and he mentioned that he knew how to play so maybe it was his profession.

Maybe he fences.

You saw the way he fights. He keeps his back straight, he’s observant and very good when it comes to reflexes.

You may not know these things but you were at peace with knowing that you fell in love with him because of who he truly his.

You hoped you’d see what he really looked like underneath the mask one day though.

You looked at him and widened his eyes and he shot his eyes open.

Your thoughts were cut off when you felt vibrations come from the superhero laying on your lap.

He was purring.

“Did you just..” You trail off and you can see his cheeks glow red.

“No- I-It was probably the wind.” He chuckles nervously and gulps.

You giggled at him and he nuzzles his face in your hand.

You notice that your hand was right behind his ear this time so you start to gently scratch it again.

His eyes close, his lips part and vibrations emerge from his throat.

This was adorable. Just like a little kitty.

He stops nuzzling you and his purrs get softer, his eyes were still closed.

He was probably too happy and blissful to even care about the fact that he was purring anymore.

Or maybe he was so tired that this was the only way he truly felt at peace.

“Chat?” You whispered. No response.

He was asleep.

You smiled to yourself.

Maybe this was all that you ever really needed in life.

He made you feel whole, even if there was a part of him that was missing.

You hoped that you’d do the same.

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