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#and yes I put that there to get your attention with the cute bunny and hope you stayed to read the rest
nyxsealia · 1 month
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With Easter approaching, just a little PSA not to buy or give rabbits for Easter.
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Yes, they're very very cute, and yes, you can get some adorable pictures of them in Easter baskets. But rabbits are not toys. They are little living beings. They need to be cared for and not discarded. They are not starter pets, and they are not good pets for children. A child cannot be the primary caregiver for a rabbit. They're very fragile, have complicated diets, and can be quite expensive. Rabbits can live to be 10+ years, they are not a short term commitment. They are not low maintenance, and can't live in the kind of cage you most often see advertised for rabbits. They either need a large exercise pen or to be free roamed, aka let them live in your home with you like you would a cat or dog. They are very easily litter trained and can become a member of the family just like any pet if taken care of properly.
Rabbits are very social animals and require a lot of attention, they can't be left in a small cage until your kid comes home from school or you come home for work to play with them for an hour. Rabbits are also not cuddly. They're prey animals, and slow to trust. Getting picked up scares them and they need a lot of time to warm up to you. A rabbit that's constantly picked up or grabbed can become aggressive out of fear, you need to approach them differently than you would cat or dog.
The majority of rabbits given as Easter gifts are either surrendered to shelters or abandoned outside. Please please never set a domestic rabbit free in the wild. Domestic rabbits are not wild rabbits, they do not know how to survive. They will likely die within days of being released.
They can be wonderful pets, but there is a lot of misinformation and misunderstandings about how to care for them, and there are a lot of abandoned rabbits. Most toys and treats marketed for rabbits in pet stores are actually not safe for them.
If you are considering getting a pet rabbit, I am begging you to do your research. Understand the commitment for what it is. A few great resources for learning about proper rabbit care are:
The House Rabbit Society
The Bunny Lady
Sincerely, Cinnabun
101 Rabbits
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yuugen-benni · 4 months
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Unintentionally but Intentional
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Things, moments or scenes Unintentionally but Intentional attractive with your boys <3 A/N: I might consider this a Modern AU!, but it doesn't affect much so just read it the way you think is good for you!
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Ever since Al Haitham was a young student, he has done the same thing: sharing the headset with you. When you two were young and he noticed how bored or down you were, he would tuck your hair behind the ear and put his headphones on you, making sure your hair wasn't messed and played a song he secretly knew you would like.
Tighnari's love for nature is obvious to everyone, but not everyone knows how attractive he looks when he takes off his gardening gloves. It's not every day you get to see a scene like this. His hands with beautiful bulging veins being revealed under that thick and rough glove; The way he stretched his arms, intertwining his fingers and cracking them together, relaxing his body after hours of nurturing his plants with the warmth of the sun kissing his skin. Simple and Gorgeous.
The way Kaeya was handsome without his eyepatch was totally unintentional. There was always something covering his right eye, whether it was his bangs or his eye patch, even with you - his lover. But you could see that it wasn't with the same concern. Sometimes he would blurt it out, showing the scar that ran diagonally down and that eye that was seen as lost, dull, but that remained mesmerizing.
Albedo refuses to cut his angel-like hair and not even God knows why. His bangs always obstruct his vision and the solution found was to use Klee's hair clips. Yes, those cute hair clips decorated with strawberries and bunnies. You couldn't help but be distracted by them whenever he is casually in your front. The gentle click of the clips being secured in his hair became a familiar sound, a playful ritual that added a touch of whimsy to his otherwise serious demeanor.
Freminet doesn't like to admit he's a professional swimmer. As a very shy person, he gets embarrassed if the full attention is turned to him. But you can't help it; your eyes uncounciosly are locked on him everytime he get out of the pool: his hands resting on the edge of the pool, his muscles of his slim arms flex lifting his body up while the water run down synchronized with his movements.
The way Neuvillette carries himself may exude authority to some, stoicism to others. In short, there are many people who fear him just by looking at him, but your case is different: The main source of your admiration for your boyfriend is precisely his serious but calm facade. It's impressive how his presence is something else in the room, how he always has a good posture, good words but such a soft heart.
When Kazuha makes promises, he always keeps them faithfully. I think that's what's so endearing about him: his quiet confidence. Kazuha will look into your eyes, close his fist and bring it towards his chest, right in his heart and promise the most impossible thing without any fear.
Thoma's simplicity touches the heart. You regularly see him smile at things that in everyday life almost no one notices. Maybe it's our busy minds or maybe it's Thoma's curiosity about the territory he now lives in. His simplicity is also conveyed by his gestures, especially those of affection, where he is direct, loving and conveys his great messages in the smallest of ways: a note, a kiss on the cheek and even with a look.
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sunkissedrafe · 24 days
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hii i was thinking bf!rafe x bunny!reader where she is ovulating and is all whiny and needy and rafe just funds it funny and cute
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“what’s gotten into you, hm?” rafe whispers lowly as you palm at his zipper under the table.
you don’t even care that you’re surrounded by his friends and family at a dinner celebration. you really didn’t even pay attention to the details of why you’re there, nor did you care. you just knew you had the opportunity to see rafe dressed up and delectably put together and your hormones started raging unapologetically.
“dunno… jus’ need you bad.” you mewl into his ear, not missing the goosebumps that erupt across his skin from your warm breath.
“you can’t be doin’ this, bun. not around all these people.” he nudges your head away from his neck with a quiet chuckle, adjusting in his seat and sliding his hand to rest on your knee lovingly.
his broad shoulders stretching his shirt across his back and his strong biceps filling out his sleeves makes your skin rush with heat. it quickly moves down your body to the soft cotton of your panties, making you squirm as they grow wet and sticky.
but of course, you knew you’d be feeling this way. you track your cycle down to the day. ovulation week was always intense with the need to climb rafe like a tree even higher than it always was.
you look over and stare in awe at his jaw clenching repeatedly, focused in on the various conversations at the table. he always has such a charming demeanor and an effortless aura of charisma that nobody can miss.
you snake your dainty hand down to rest stop his own, pulling it a little higher up your thigh and spreading your legs ever so slightly. he doesn’t say a word or even look at you, but his fingers dig into the plush skin and heed a warning that you know well. still, you can’t stop yourself.
the rest of the night is spent giving lingering touches to rafe, desperately groping and grabbing anything you can without anyone noticing. you’d hate to embarrass him, but you can’t help it. you need him.
you arrive home and as soon as rafe closes the door behind you he grips your waist, spinning you around to place his forehead against yours.
“what was that all about, huh?” he laughs and slides his free hand up and down your arm. “you damn near gave everyone a free show.”
“rafey i-” you start, letting a small whine slip past your lips. “you know how i get when it’s ovulation week.. my body wants your babies so bad.” you look down at your feet with rosy cheeks and tears welling in your eyes, suddenly embarrassed by your own behavior.
“yeah? is that right bunny?” he slips a finger underneath your chin and presses up, beckoning your gaze back to his. “need my babies?”
you nod quickly and your eyes widen, standing on your tiptoes to wrap your arms around his neck. “yes! yes, please!”
he laughs softly and places a gentle kiss to the tip of your nose before locking his lips against your own, exhaling deeply as he pulls away. “you’re somethin’ else.”
“is that…” your cheeks heat up in a blaze.
“yes, it’s a good thing. go get on the bed.”
you turn around and trot towards the stairs, giggling when he gives you a quick pat on the ass as he trails close behind.
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justlemmeadoreyou · 8 months
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Addicted
I have one request, can you write about harry is very fond of kissing YN on the lips.All the time. All the places. In front of anyone. To know his love or presence. Please 🥺❤️
word count: 1.5k
pairing: boyfriend!harry x reader
warnings: mentions of smut, a ton of fluff and cuteness
masterlist | ko-fi
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Harry was addicted. Not to drugs or alcohol. 
To You. Especially, kissing you.
He loves kissing you every chance he gets. He doesn't care if people are around, if he feels like it and you approve, he kisses you.
At a party/awards.
When you enter the party, he knows that he is the center of attention(mostly). But that does not mean that he drowns you out. He holds your hand as soon as he opens the car door for you, and never leaves it till you want to, even if your hands get clammy and sweaty.
Ans as soon as you get out, he asks you,
“You ready? Are you ok?”
You chuckle, as he asks even the most basic questions to make sure you’re alright.
“Yes, Harry, I’m alright. And yes, I’m ready. Let’s go.” And then he pecks your cheek, leading you inside.
Throughout the party, he kisses your hands, gently pecking your knuckles, making you blush profusely. A bright red color crawls up your cheek, and he giggles boyishly at your response. Occasionally, he kisses you on your lips, successfully managing to transfer your lipstick into his lips till the end of the night, which he wipes off after every kiss using his handkerchief.
He doesn't care if people see, and he wants them to see sometimes, to tell them that the beautiful lady holding his hands is his. He is the one you’d chosen and given your heart, body, mind and soul to.
In the kitchen.
Whenever he goes to the studio, he always gets tired and worn out. Sometimes, he would go out with his band to celebrate the fabulous music they made throughout the day. But mostly, he wants to come home to you. You would cook for him, and he would want to eat your delicious meal, and then cuddle with you on the couch. You would watch a movie together, while you would sit in front of him with your back on his chest. He would bury his head in your neck, peppering kisses along it throughout the movie. Every once in a while, you would drop and slump yourself on him, and he would just lay down then and there, with you on top of him. He would turn your head and kiss your forehead, murmuring “I love you” everytime. You would get all soft and giggly, kissing him back on his forehead. “I love you too, bunny” you would say to him, his eyes filled up with the impossible love and adoration he has for you. 
In the living room
Sometimes, he would feel a little too romantic. He would put on a slow song, and then bring you to the living room from wherever you would be. If you wouldn’t budge, he would lift you up into his chest, and you would cling to him like a cute koala. He would put you down at the center of the room, and hold your hand in his. Your other would go on his shoulder, and his on your waist. You would move your bodies to the slow and soft rhythm, and after a while, you would wrap your arms around each other’s body.You would rest your head on his chest, and he would rest his on top of yours. 
You would be completely still at times, just enjoying and basking in the warmth of each other’s presence. You would smell his shirt and kiss his chest, his shirt smelling of him. His warmth, his comfort, his relief, his support. 
Him.
He would do the same to your hair. Smelling your hair, and just getting lost in the aroma of the citrus-flavored shampoo you would use. He would press kisses to your forehead, and then start to praise you and tell you how proud he is of you, and how he is the luckiest and happiest guy in the world that you are with him.
In the bathroom.
In the morning, you would wake up before him. You would be standing in front of the mirror, brushing your teeth. He would be woken up by the sounds of water and the warmth of sunlight, and make his way to you in the bathroom.
He would knock, and then you would knock back, signaling him to come inside.
He would still be a sleepy mess, his hairs in a mess of curls, bags under eyes from the sleep, lips puffed up and so pink, you would want to kiss his beautiful face instantly.
He would look into the mirror instantly, rubbing his eyes with his hands, and smiling at you, showing all his teeth. You would smile too, and you both would look so ridiculous. But, you would love it.
He would wrap his hands around your torso, the warmth and comfort of his large body making you want to jump back into bed. He would just hold you throughout your brushing, and wouldn’t leave you, even when you want to spit the paste and rinse off. You would have to physically push him away, and he would just pout, before unwrapping his hands and taking a step back.
“You’re mean in the morning” he would cross his hands in front of him like a little kid, and you would laugh as he would explain that you “should love your Harry”, like you haven’t, ever since you’d seen him.
Sometimes, you would get into the shower together. You would suggest “saving water”, and he would be more than happy to assist you in that. Occasionally, it would be just you two washing each other’s bodies. He would boop your nose and throw foam at you. You would end up a laughing mess, since he would tickle you everytime he would apply body wash on your body, and then again, when he would clean you with a loofah.
“Tickle tickle tickle” he would be brushing his hands on the side of your waist, under your arms, behind your neck.
“Harry-harry, stop! I’ll drink shower water!”
“Nope, not an excuse”
He wouldn’t stop, holding you against his chest when you would try to escape, and then continuing his hysteric tickling. 
“Harry!” you would scold him, but all in vain. You would end up being in the shower for hours, your skin becoming wrinkly and shrinky. You would hit him with a towel afterwards, and he would just smirk, successfully making you late for work.
Most of the times, you would end up making out, or fucking in the shower.
As soon as you would rush in, the shower would be on, and you would be on each other. Your clothes would be thrown anywhere and everywhere, not even caring if it hit the window or fan. The wetness would make it hotter, his hands exploring every inch of your body. He would kiss you throughout, his lips on your lips, neck, nipples, waist, pussy, anywhere you want them to be. He wouldn’t care about the shower water, just determined to make you orgasm. He would push himself inside you, and immediately start to kiss you, swallowing all moans and whimpers of pleasure.
In the bedroom.
The bedroom of the house would be his favorite place. You would have pillow fights, play stupid games, video games, you would do each other’s makeup, and most importantly, have sex.
As soon as you both would be on the bed, his lips would be on your body. He would constantly tell you how much he loves your body, and that every goddamn inch of it is perfect. He would pepper kisses throughout your body, on your lips, neck, chest, stomach, your back, hands, thighs, leaving no inch without having his hands or lips on it.
He would be on top of you, thrusting into you with passion and lust laced in his eyes. His face would find home in your neck, kissing and nipping at the delicate skin.
Even though he would fuck you so good, kissing and making out with him was something you loved too. Each kiss spoke volumes, conveying emotions that words could never capture. Your kisses would be filled with love, desire, passion and lust for each other, something insatiable. Your need for each other would continue to grow like a wildfire every time you touched each other.
Intoxicated and drunk in each other’s smell, taste, presence, touch.
Him and you.
Him and you.
Him and you.
Forever and ever and ever.
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d6volution · 6 months
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Ok, so reader (somehow) gets her hands on a cute bunny lingerie. It's got fishnet tights and a headband and a cute little cotton tail. What better use for it than to tease Jax with it? Surely he won't pin her down and fuck her into next Wednesday, right?
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ive decided to combine these two asks, 🤭 hopefully that is okay. enjoy.
tags: pregnancy, pregnant!reader, miscommunication, dry humping, lingerie, jax in heat
minors dni.
It's strange, ever since you got pregnant with Jax's kits he's.. been avoiding you, well. Not necessarily but he's been trying not to overwhelm you? Yes, maybe that's it. You really couldn't tell, he acted strange around you as of late. Trying to keep his distance but, still caring for you tooth and nail. You couldn't help but feel like your swelling tummy and changing body was becoming.. unattractive for him? You weren't that far along.. you tummy only just began to sprout a small baby bump.
His touches no longer lingered and his body language was the opposite of what it used to be. Maybe he was a bit distressed about .. becoming a father? You felt like you needed to calm him down, help him relax like he's been helping you.
You decided to take things into your own hands, you wanted to feel sexy for him again. And you had an idea.
Knock, knock knock.
Ragatha opened the door and you stood there timdly, "Hi.. is this a bad time?"
"What, no no— Of course not, come in y/n." She ushered you inside with a kind smile and you both got comfortable in her room. You explained your situation and like the good friend she was, the doll completely understood.
"Give me a day or two, and it'll be done alright? Don't think too much, Jax... can be very confusing sometimes." She reassured you, and you exited her room soon after. Running into Jax just outside of the hall.
"H.. Hey, doll, how ya feelin'?" He asked, avoiding eye contact and rubbing the back of his neck.
"I'm fine, are you alright Jax..? You've seemed.. distant—"
"Hang on doll, I'll get right back to ya." He spotted Kinger and used this as a means to escape your questioning.. and that confirmed that you weren't imagining his strange behavior.
The days went by, and soon your 'package' from ragatha was ready. It was a bunny themed lingerie set. You were flustered when she delivered it but thanked her all the same.
Today would be the day you'd capture Jax's attention, one way or another.
You waited until it was late enough, late enough that Jax would return to your room soon. It became a routine to make sure you were okay and had everything you needed before bed. During this time you slipped into the lingerie.. it hugged your body, your curves and put them on display deliciously. You felt your heart race, was this too much..? No you couldn't back down now.
You heard footsteps and quickly shuffled to get onto the bed, assuming a suggestive pose.
Jax walked in.
"Hey babe just checkin' in—  .... on... you.." His voice trailed off and his eyes were glued to your form. He swallowed and quickly shut the door behind him, "What's all this toots..?" He sounded, nervous. It wasn't like him. He gripped his own wrist as if to hold himself back and you subtly noticed this..
"I.. I wanted to surprise you.." You stuttered out nervously. "I wanted your attention and you seemed to be.. avoiding me.."
Jax was silent, his compsure was slipping. Seeing you in this outfit, your legs your tummy .. your neck your entire body. He couldn't do it. He was doing so well before but this? It was too much. The man nearly pounced on you. In the blink of the eye he was pinning you down, his breathing heavy.
"You don't understand, doll. I've been doin' this for your own sake.. look at you." He breathed, holding your wrists down and gently squeezing them. "Walkin' around in those tight little shorts all day now this? Heh.. you must want me to [censor] another set of kits into you." He nearly growled, his knee pushing your legs open so he could close the space between you both and rut against your crotch.
He was throbbing, his dick straining against his clothes painfully.
"I haven't been avoiding you on purpose doll, my heat came back.. I didn't.. want to overwhelm you, but if ya think im gonna hold back after this your dead wrong." He whispered into your ear.
"T.. Take me Jax, please.. I need you," You whimpered, arms wrapping around him.
"The things you do to me.. hng.." He was already losing himself just dry humping your crotch, he had been holding himself back for a while now. "J.. Just stay still, doll—" His hand caressed your stomach. His ego swelling when he felt the curve of your baby bump beneath his fingertips. Jax grunted, his face more flushed than yours now. You felt the warmth between your legs grow even more. He came in his pants...
"J.. Jax.." you whined, squriming beneath him in need.
"I know, babe.. I know.. Im gettin there." He was trembling , removing his overalls.
"Let's pump you full some more, yeah?"
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lookingformoondrop · 3 months
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Hi!! I love your writing and hope you’re doing great. May I request a break up scenario with yandere!Andrew?
Yandere!Andrew Graves x Reader
TW: Dark material, mentions of a unalived person, manipulation, andrew calls reader a dumb bunny, very toxic relationship, Andrew drags reader around by the hair (weeee), captivity/kidnapping if you squint? Angst, very very depressing, it's been a while, so this is probably OOC ;-;
♡ Notes: GUESS WHOSE BACK! yes, I admit I was gone for quite a while, but with the progress reports of chapter 3 coming around, I figure now is my time to rise again. After I wrote all of this, I realized I might have made this a little too dark... My next work will likely be a fluff. Sorry Anon! Thank you so much for supporting, and I hope I can continue writing pieces for y'all~ ♡
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The clock on your wall ticked closer to 7 o'clock. Every sound in the room was silenced by the deafening sound of it.
At the time, buying that clock seemed like a cute idea.
It was an old thing, two big clocks held together with beautiful dark wood. And a small circle shaped glass built underneath the two clocks meant for displaying a picture.
It was placed on your fireplace mantel, accompanied by other little trinkets.
You tried not to look at the mantel or the pictures that displayed happy memories, instead opting to glare at the hands ticking closer to your doom.
You didn't deserve to glance at these memories with what you were determined to do.
The room around was in shambles. Blankets and pillows were thrown around, cups and plates stuck to the tables around the couch after hours of neglect, and every picture frame in reach with the smiling face of Andrew Graves was put down.
At any moment, Andrew was going to come through that door and open his arms for you.
You bit your lip, already cringing at the bloody spots forming. You had to leave. There was no other choice.
After what you've seen, there's no possible way you could keep hugging and kissing him...
When you first moved in with Andrew, you found yourself to be the happiest ever.
Every day, you'd roll over to face an already awake and smiling Andy, who would kiss your nose and promise you coffee.
Every evening, you'd have a delicious dinner prepared by Andrew, who would make the atmosphere romantic with candles and rose petals, all leading to a delightful night of fornication...
Yes, at times, there were small cracks in the fantasy you two had made.
You still had to go to work, and you still had projects and deadlines that needed to be met. Not only this, but you still had co-workers you needed to work with.
You had made peace with this and was more than happy to fulfill your office work, but Andrew was not.
Now that you thought about it, many times a day, he would demand for your attention. He would go as far as calling your office and asking to see you. Lunch breaks would extend to lunch hours, and your sick and vacation days were used up in a matter of weeks (back to back).
And then you get home... if you had spent a work day completely ignoring Andrew, going as far as muting him, there'd be no telling what he'd do.
It began with silence, then one word answers, but if you even started getting angry at him for his horrible communication skills, he'd finally lash out.
" Just help me understand. Do you hate me? You're ignoring me all the time so that I can run back to you and beg you to pay attention to me. Why do you even stay with me, then? "
At first, you thought maybe he was just stressed out.
You had such a beautiful relationship, and Andrew was never big on talking about stupid things.
These things could all be avoided if you communicated with him more. If you were just healthy, then nothing would be toxic. You were the shitty one in this relationship, not him.
When you took the blame for all those things, his anger disappeared.
So your life would become peaceful again.
You never considered Andrew to be possessive. He was... overprotective. That's all. He was caring for you. It's not his fault that you're so sensitive,
And now you were giving all that up, and for what? Because every now and then he'll complain about the people in your life?...
because once he'll complain about them, they disappear from your life?
...because you found one of those people in the basement freezer?
The same freezer he made you promise to never go into?
Your eyes blink up at the ceiling, the tears that were dancing on your water line finally spilling over the edge.
Suddenly, the sound of the door cracking open made you quickly wipe at your tears.
"Bunny? I'm here, where are you?" Andrew called out from the hallway.
"...In here, Andrew." You answered, holding your hands in your lap.
"Andrew? What happened to Andy? What, did I do something wrong?" Andrew walked in, having already ditched his shoes and coat.
"Y/N? Hey... What's wrong?" Andrew power walked to you, avoiding the many pillows scattered across the floor.
He leaned down in front of your knees, grabbing your hands.
You gulped, refusing to meet his gaze.
"Andrew, we need to talk about something."
"Yeah...?"
"You... you have to promise not to get mad at me."
Andrew's face darkened, "...sure."
You bit your lip and finally looked up.
But Andrew was no longer looking at you, instead staring at all the picture frames that faced the ground.
You breathed in once. You had put this off for as long as possible.
"Andrew, i didn't call anyone yet, but you need to let me leave. I dont- no- I can't stay here anymore and I -"
"No."
You sputtered but couldn't get a good look at Andrew's expression as he stood up.
"You always get me worried over nothing," Andrew scratched the back of his neck, absently playing with his sweater tag.
You stood up,
"Andrew, this is important! I- I don't feel safe anymore, I don't feel safe with you! You've been keeping so much from me -"
Andrew scoffed at you, cutting your words short.
"You're acting wacky. Are you sure you didn't take anything before I came home?" Andrew finally looked at you with cautious eyes, "Look, Y/N, you're probably tired and need a break from your phone. Give it to me, and I can put this whole thing behind us."
Andrew lent his hand out, half expecting your hand and your phone.
But you shook your head.
"I know, Andrew. I know what you did."
Andrew raised a brow, "What I did...?" His hand was still outstretched.
"Last night I wanted to surprise you with some chicken soup, but I couldn't find the meat in our freezer, so... I went downstairs to the basement instead - "
Your eyes glanced at the clock again, it's happy picture becoming distorted the more you spoke outloud,
Andrew's eyes widened, and his hand dropped, "Y/N, you promised me you wouldn't go down there."
Your breathing became shaky, and your hand grabbed at the hem of your shirt,
"Andrew, you told me that all you had down there was some hunting meat. Y- You lied, not only lied, but you... You fucking killed someone! Oh god, Andrew, why did I find my boss and his DETACHED head in our basement freezer?!"
Andrew avoided your eyes, instead opting to run a hand down his face, sighing deeply into his palm.
When he didn't defend himself, your thoughts ran wilder, and the anger that you had locked away began bubbling to the surface.
This went far beyond control and possessiveness, Andrew murdered someone. Your Andrew, the same man you slept next to for years, murdered someone.
"How many years did I spend with a goddamn murderer? I had thought that- that maybe it was this crazy elaborate plot twist, that maybe you had a good reason to keep A PERSON in a freezer, but maybe I was living with a killer who I should have left a long time ago!-"
"Enough."
You had barely any time to process what he said before he grabbed your hair and began dragging you to the bedroom.
You tried twisting from his grip, dry sobs racking your body.
"Andrew, please stop! I'm - ow!- I'm sorry!"
"No, you're not. Everything I ever did was to protect you. Clearly, you've been thinking about this for awhile."
A dark chuckle rumbled from his chest, "and to think, I would've let you run around a little longer in the big world."
You continued sobbing, trying to grab at his hand. "Andrew, please!"
His hand pushed the door open, but right as he was about to enter, he stopped.
"Bunny", he crotched down to your level, his hand still grabbing your scalp, "do you love me?"
Your body shook involuntarily, your crying turning to hard hiccups. In your mind, all you wanted was to escape. To leave, to be embraced by someone who could protect you from this.
"P- Please Andrew, " you tried shaking your head despite the pressure, "s- stop, you're h-urting me."
Your chest heaved, your heart beating painfully against your chest.
Time moved slowly as Andrew searched your face, but slowly all the light he had in his eyes faded, and was replaced by a darkness that chilled your body.
"You didn't say yes." He clicked his tongue, "but that's okay, its only a matter of time."
Suddenly, he stood up and turned. Dragging you through the living room again, walking towards the basement door.
You screamed as you recognized the direction he was heading. You hit his hand, beating the grip he had on you.
Your eyes were wide and wild, trying to find some sort of escape, and your eyes landed on the clock.
Although you could no longer see the photo, you remembered the day Andrew brought it to you. He has promised to never leave you, and you promised to never leave him.
He asked you if you would love him if he was a monster.
You said, no.
All this time, you thought that Andrew would let you go. You would tell him you knew, he would turn himself in, and he'd let you go. Making all these years a bad nightmare. But the truth was, Andrew had long since known you would've found the body. The thought had crossed his mind, and he planned for the outcome even if he hoped youd be smart enough to never come to that.
When Andrew opened the basement door, he crotched down again and let go of your hair, instead moving you to his arms and holding you.
"Hey, I love you. You know that, right? I will never hurt you. Dont worry, you're going to be staying with me for a long time."
Andrew kissed your forehead, and began heading down the stairs.
Your eyes watched the door and the light that came from it as Andrew lead you further down the stairs.
Further away from the light, further away from freedom.
You cried into Andrew's shoulder, who patted your hair, until you could no longer see the light.
"You're never leaving me, my dumb little bunny."
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PART 2 - Genshin Impact SAGAU / Isekai: Gifts to Give Your Allogene!
ELEMENTS HERE: Dendro, Hydro, Cryo, Geo
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Part 1 / Part 2 (you're here!)
Sun: Gender Neutral Reader (they/them only)
Planet: General SAGAU / Isekai Stuff, Platonic Cuteness
Orbit: Headcanons-ish, a couple sentences for each
Stars: a little bit of everybody as of Baizhu/Kaveh update! including rare beloveds like Aloy! (I hope I got them all… at least the playable ones… ) Please understand that some characters are more “foreground” characters and have more screen time so I may have written some more for them because I knew them better!
Comets & Meteors: Content Warnings: weapons for gifts?? 16+ Older Teen Audiences Advised, light cussing
& Trigger Warnings: None Known.
Edit 1/1/24: Hey I expanded on this in my Eldritch Fanfic Post Part 2, but I just wanted to vet the old posts and say I did do a form of exoticism by including the word "Huangdi" throughout this.
I've since replaced it for better readability with "Emperor" but I didn't want to erase my mistake like it never happened. I'm genuinely sorry about this, I never had ill intentions by including it, but regadless of intentions that's the impact of my actions. I'm absolutely going to be looking out for kind of thing in the future/get a sensitivity reader/a beta read from that culture to check me.
I hope you still enjoy my writing and can understand.
Dendro Allogenes:
Tighnari = with some help again to put magic into it, you give Tighnari some head coverings you sewed together that have the power of Cryo in them! So now he can actually see what plants are out in the desert, visit Cyno, or just enter the desert to his heart’s content, which, yes, his tail started unconsciously wagging after you explained what it was. “Oh! For me? Well I’ve taken to avoiding the desert if I can because of… wait a minute, you say it has cryo in it? What? How does that work?? You think it’ll genuinely help me in the desert?? You made it???” Tighnari’s ears are all twitching with excitement, and he’s holding the covering (that matches his clothes/dark green) like it’s a new plant for study, omg he pulled out his magnifying glass and everything-
Collei = so she’s actually a really good seamstress, and makes plushies a lot, esp for kids! but one day you found one of her first attempts, a ragged looking sort of pale pink bunny… her first attempt at a plushie Baron Bunny!! so you decided to mimic her design (still baron bunny but with a sort of Sumeru-like clothing on it), and sew her one! You made a whole day of it, eating together, going to the best spots to sightsee (for as long as Collei was up for it/not too tired) and then gifted her the plushie Baron Bunny! She accidentally let out a small scream that startled both of you tbh, and then snatched that shit so quick lmao, kicking her feet on the picnic blanket and everything! With your permission of course, Collei then tackled you for a hug lol, she ranted about all the little details and made you tell her several times over how you made it so she could make some more in the future too! She may or may not have talked about missing Amber and teared up… but then you redirected her attention to the bunny saying, it’s like a gift from Amber and you really! (you also added a function where, if you squeeze the Baron, it’ll dish out some healing power and some heat! …Collei tackle hugged you twice for that one)
Alhaitham = what a hard person to get gifts for, he’d probably be like “thanks” no matter what you got him 😭, he means it tho, it would just be underwhelming… but on the bright side, he definitely seems like he’d show a deeper appreciation for handmade gifts! Since you learned how to make one for Yoimiya, you decide this calls for another handmade hammock (also bc Teyvat doesnt have hammocks)! You painted symbols like green crystals and geometric patterns, but also lions and a golden Palace of Alcazarzaray for Kaveh, and your symbol, the eight point star (like the four point but with flare/not like the jewish symbol with equal points lol)!! So that way he can keep lazing away, and avoid people more comfortably lmao, and also if he is going to do that, he doesnt have to sit on rocks or hard structures for hours reading, and you hope it’s encouragement for him to spend time outside/take a break and nap! (Haitham knows that’s part of why you gave him this, even if you didn’t say it, and so he makes a point to do that more often to make you happy, take the advice for his health) oh look, after thoroughly looking at your craftsmanship for 10 minutes, you got a smile in addition to a “thanks”, damn, that’s actually how you know he likes it a lot <3 :)
Nahida = you remember vaguely from Nahida’s storylines/friendship levels that she loves games, and so you collect her a nice deck for Genius Invokation TCG! You also made her a cute bag and container for it, her bag is a rose maple moth crocheted bc really this was an excuse to just make the cutest character in Sumeru look even cuter, (like this, i tried very hard ok, bc this doesnt exist yet, im shocked) The first image is most correct, (imagine the face and stuff is cuter/simpler) as that’s also the backpack part! Her eyes were so big when you handed it to her, (you honestly were shocked they even could get any bigger lol). She jumped up and down excitedly with the backpack on (ur fucking heart, just like you intended, the wings flapped around and everything <333) you are also currently working on a luna moth (the pale green moth) in case she wants it to match her outfit more! even tho Nahida insists something handmade once is enough, you can see the childish yearning in her eyes, like a kid trying to say no to a toy that’s being offered right in front of them lmao
Kaveh = pretty girls deserve pretty things, and you were definitely feeling the pressure to make something high quality enough for Kaveh, tho u know he’s sweet enough that he’d appreciate anything you’d take the time to handmake (and tbh.. it sounds a little arrogant, but ur hoping something so cared for by what he, or at least most people see as some kind of all-powerful god above the archons, will boost his self-esteem/confidence in his own worth more, or at least let him know one more person cares about him…) so you didnt make it super detailed, and you put a note on it too to let him know your not as great at that as he would be, but you made a model of the part of the teapot house you’re going to design for him! Like a sort of sneakpeak, you made a small lookalike of Alhaitham and his house, but filled it with decor like if Howl didnt hoard all the cool shit in his room in Howl’s Moving Castle, but instead spread it out, and sort of used your modern taste for layout, (not the ugly ass corporate aesthetic) and a small garden. You also made nearly all the decor and stuff something interesting (like some primogem strings, they can be pretty small, for string lights, lampgrass from Mondstadt that he’s never seen etc.) and while you very shyly handed him the model at first, he was practically vibrating with excitement!! “You made this?! Oh of course I don’t expect perfection, it looks wonderful so far, especially if this was your first attempt!!” Kaveh has like sat down, and is delicately holding it and looking around, and when you tell him it’s an actual space, meant for him, he gently sets down the model and grabs you by the shoulders, “Show. Me. Now. …please?” looking at you with very determined puppy dog eyes lol
Yaoyao = …idk what you expected. It was so obvious. A crocheted bunny backpack. brown, so it matches her, since her basket was brown, or you could leave off the feet, whichever u prefer, and anyway, Yaoyao is always doing things for others, so the little girl was so cute and pink when you actually gave her something instead! (once again, using ur old trick of making the person think u need something then shocking them with a handmade gift instead hehe) She IMMEDIATELY switched it out for her basket and has pretty much converted to using it full time! (tho when she needs the more solid one she’ll still wear it, she just alternates, esp if there’s some occasion she’ll deffo wear the bunny backpack, it’s her “fancy god-made bunny backpack!”)
Baizhu = the doctor isn’t one to talk about himself a lot, so you weren’t sure what he would like other than some new tea… but you wanted to make it yourself so while you were a little disappointed it was just a basic pet gift, you wanted to maybe put a little extra into it so maybe Changsheng will use it and Baizhu will think it’s cute! You crocheted a little pet pod/cave for her to hang out in (imagine this but a Jueyun Chili hehe) and it also has a little crocheted vine rope so the little Jueyun Chili cave can be hung from things, or even tied onto Baizhu’s apron/hold it like a purse! That way Changsheng doesn’t always have to drape across his shoulders/has somewhere to retreat! When you shyly showed Baizhu and Changsheng, he literally clapped, so did Qiqi lol (he usually does those tiny smiles… but this one was the brightest most genuine you’ve ever seen, even in game…!!) You find that Baizhu’s eyes look like that type of person’s eyes were they just look like “happy”, like there’s a little fond sparkle in his eye. Changsheng was all like “about time I got something instead of him! I’m basically an assistant too y’know! …thank you very much, my Emperor.” (if you’re NOT squimish of snake pics, pls look at this cute smile Changsheng would give)
Hydro Allogenes:
Barbara = …so even Barbara was a little hesitant at first, but came around to the idea after some convincing, and some encouragement (and showing her she was capable of it) but you basically ….may ….or may not have… found a loop hole for her being a catalyst? So, thru a lot of persuading Barbara to train with you and Childe (who also thought it was amusing to see such a young girl who’s literally a nun and a singer do this) you got Barbara to make water bombs! Like her circle of notes that float around her when healing, she sings and gestures and similar to her ult, (but like Childe’s E-skill it just switches between the two), the notes fly out and explode in the direction she sings/aims! You wanted to remind her of her old dream of being recognized, and wanting to help in battle in a more combat way, and besides, you’re sick of women getting regulated to the healing magical role in games/anime fantasy, so yeah. You and Childe are literally evilly giggling to each other in the background as Barbara sends quater notes and lines of music that explode (like how water can sharpen and cut things like Childe’s blades? Yeah he taught her that) so intensely that it cuts into the Pyro Lawlachurl, bringing it to its knees- Barbara accidentally cuts its head off as the finishing blow. While she gasps in a little fear, but mostly shock, Childe jumps up and down and starts cheering.
Mona = got sparkly eyes, nearly snatched the gift out of your hand, you made her some awesome earrings from the character banner wishes! All pretty ombre pink and blue they swirl and look so pretty framing Mona’s face, she only wears them on special occasions despite your claim of everyday use, they also help her figure out where the clearest view of the night sky each night but glowing brighter and brighter when she gets closer to seeing clearly, Mona is almost? weirdly envious?? for her past self that had to suffer thru all the inconvenient cloudy nights lmao
Childe = like anon said, a new pair of knit gloves, using the fur from the snow king boar! he’s amazed they never wear out now, and he totally uses them as an excuse to hold your hands all like “I just can’t get over how soft they are, feel them, you did amazing comrade! even better than some Snezhnayan shops!!”, exactly what you expect he’s leaning into your face and everything- 🙄
Xingqiu = an ao3 account you had a hard time with Xingqiu’s, afterall, he’s from a wealthier family, so he can get mostly what he wants, and you don’t wanna just get him another book… so you kidnapped him to Inazuma! (idk if this is canon, or happened in an event or smth I missed idfc) So, you also kidnapped Albedo for this trip, so that Xingqiu could actually see the impact his writing made overseas! While you intended for this trip to make Xingqiu feel better abt his writing, (and to help Albedo feel appreciated too, despite him not expressing much low self-esteem in his art, compliments heaped upon him def cant hurt, plus u can see him go pink too hehe) you also wanted to surprise him with a author book signing! If he was up for it, of course, which he “I absolutely, definitely, certainly am, my liege!” Kid’s practically hopping in place, as you get him all ready for his book signing (and not rlly Albedo bc he’s always fucking perfect, u dont have to do shit, even his messy hair looks nice 💀) …you also may or may not have given him some hair decorations (to help his asymmetrical cutting, not that it looks super bad, but for a change at least)
Yelan = …it’s official. You are intimidated. It’s only pretty hydro women and Ayato from here on, on your “Gift List”. Needless to say, like a few other allogenes, you wouldn’t know shit about this woman if you didn’t read her lore… it’s not a fine replacement, you don’t think, but with (lots of almond tofu, and osmanthus wine too) dev access to help you, you created another bracelet for Yelan. Inscribed (just like the heirlooms) inside simply says “You Are Not Alone”, with your eight star symbol following after (like a four star but with some flare, and also not the Jewish star lol), it glows an otherwordly gold, a contrast to the bright blues of the other bracelet. Its function is a geo shield, to protect Yelan and any teammates nearby when it’s activated, she can also leave the shielded area in one spot, so she can do her e-skill and still protect people. You’d just casually asked her to meet up with you one day in that teahouse you know she runs for intel, and when you presented her the bracelet, she held it delicately, saying nothing as she examined it, reading the inside. A small smile tugged her lips up, and she slips it on as she sips her tea, “…Well, I’ll have to show this to present this one to the family shrine, I think this more than makes up for the heirloom I failed to keep. A replacement from the Guide of Teyvat themselves… Thank you, my Emperor, for this handwrought gift you bestow upon a mortal such as me. …and thank you, for not leaving me alone.” Yelan bows a little in her seat, sharp blue eyes more softened than you’ve ever seen her, trained on yours. Her hands are together in that same praying motion that gives you the weirdest sense of deja vu…
Kokomi = so you don’t know much about her, as the it seems the character lore for Kokomi you can remember was… lacking, to say the least. Hoyo definitely plays favorites, BUT YOU DON’T!! At least when it comes to gift givining so everyone feels appreciated, you got a pretty book (handmade or bought) and got it/made it kinda small, like the size of the book in her idle animation, bc turns out that’s her diary of sorts. You know the priestess feels if she expresses any opinions that her people will just take her side, or her word as… well, a divine priestess, the weight of her title you suppose. She also keeps track of how many spoons she has! Like what things drain her, and what things make her feel better (big social interactions vs. reading a war treaty book by herself for example) So you made her a bullet journal! (here’s one of my favorite bullet journal youtubers, here’s a flipthru of her completed journal) you didn’t fill out the whole thing, just some example pages, to show her the possibilites! …you were kinda worried bc she turned away at first after delicately accepting it, and since it was just you two, she allowed herself turn back around and start excitedly chatting your ear off as she leaned in- and wow. Kokomi’s eyes really are, dreamy, like cotton candy… and they’re so much prettier when she smiles…
Ayato = …you know exactly what to do. Interrupting his busy schedule (and only actually taking one day out of it actually bother him so he can have the others as a secret vacation hehe) to come over to the Kamisato household and homemake some boba drinks for him, Ayaka, and Thoma to try! Mostly Ayato tho, you got all the syrups, the milks teas, the boba, and luckily, were able to get some help from Xiangling in experimenting in making… popping pearls! (they’re edible boba pearls that are actually filled with juice/syrup flavors and burst on your tounge when you barely bite them! they’ve very sweet, and Inazuma definitely didn’t have any different pearls other than tapioca, those squishy black pearls you see in his regular boba tea) …Ayato is literally holding your hand like he’s about to drop to one knee, this man is down bad for boba (and you) and… are those tears?! Is he tearing up?! “I can’t believe… THE Akitsu Mikami… blessed me, personally, with boba?? With NEW boba teas and pearls I’ve never even seen?! …Thank you, my beloved emperor!” Mans has quite literally gotten on his knees, but bc he’s so tall, he can still comfortably hold both your hands in his bigger gloved ones …Thoma is desperately trying to get Ayato up, Ayaka is getting onto her brother in the background.
Candace = it’s not exactly a traditional gift… but the reason Candace doesn’t wear a lot of her jewelry or finery is because of the hard job she has as a Guardian/in the desert, so you figured giving her more things she can’t even really wear wasn’t the way to go.. So instead! You gather a journal or advice from Ningguang, Keqing, Yelan, Zhongli, and all the others in the Qixing who were willing to help you, and kidnapped Ganyu for a sight seeing trip! (since u and Ganyu has that whole “in between two very different worlds” bond) You brought Ganyu because you know if anybody would be good at managing something/getting it started (like the music fest back for Lantern Rite… that I missed bc I dont understand how lantern rite works 😭😭😭 VIOLENTLY SOBS ITS BEEN 2 YEARS AND I HAVENT GOTTEN A SINGLE LANTERN RITE U GUYS-) it would be Ganyu herself! …and to also give her a break. See Aaru Village suffered from little to no economy before Candace finally negoiated with the elders to let Sumeru merchants travel into town/buy from them/sell to them, but she’s had a rough time keeping the old coots from being dicks about it since, …and it’s also hard to convince the younger generations to come back after many wanted to see the outside world because of this… So what better what to solve two birds with one stone?? GANYU!! And all the economy and business advice you could gather form Liyue! You hope that the village flourishing (and helping Candace cut down on shady merchants) would impress the older generation, yet also get more money in the town so they can dress it up a bit more (like fixing unsteady bridges, also u kidnapped Kaveh to help revitalize their cultural architecture buildings back into life/or help make the simple buildings just prettier) Now Ganyu and her are besties (Candace rlly needed another friend besides just Dehya alone to come out and see her in the desert) and the adepti was very willing to come visit her and Aaru Village to help the economy maintain its footing/run smoothly, and Kaveh also comes and works on it/checks on her/the village! …When you initially showed all the plans to Candace, saying it’ll impress the old by bringing back old designs/architecture plus interest/satisfy the younger generations to know their hometown is advancing and make it more appealing to come back to… The Guardian puts her shield and spear off to the side, she lowers her head, and greets you, bc u kinda just started rambling without saying hello- whoops- , “Salaam aleikum Qore, **I have already become the first Guardian to have been blessed by the gods, to receive this Vision was the only aid I could turn to in trying to help my village, my community… but to be blessed once more? I would never have dared to dream, let alone the Ogdoad Qore… I am grateful on behalf of myself, my village, and all of King Deshret’s people. …truly, I did not expect a gods eyes to turn favorably upon us since my ancestors’ time. Thank you, my Qore.” You just give her a smile back, she taught you the return phrase, so you hope it’s appropiate, “Waaleikum us salam.” :)
Nilou = This woman is consumed by dancing, other than keeping the peace (well, within reason apparently bc she’s okay with a coup-) but you’ve heard how hard it can be on dancers, how plenty of them have to have strong muscles to perform consistently. So, using adepti magic, you’ve enchanted this minakari you’ve painted (a type of metalwork that’s then painted by artists, on Earth countries like Iran, India, Afghanistan, Pakistan make them) like the teapot! It’s a small island that has a dance studio, and more importantly, a spa with hot springs, a sauna, and a room full of medical supplies dancers would need like salves, heating/cooling pads (using pyro/cryo), and space for stretches! Overall, just a place for her to get away from all the people and to heal her body up for the next performance, and after getting it all prepped/packed up with supplies, and showing it to Nilou… she literally had her hands over her mouth the whole walk around the rooms and showing her everything. Nilou had already been shocked you’d painted her a minakari piece, let alone all this! Like some others, she was quick to drop the formalities, and before you could even say “I hope you like it!” she was wrapping her arms around you and squeezing as tight as she could, tearing up and saying how happy she was that someone understood how hard dance can be on the body and how hard it can also be to take care of yourself, and how she can’t possibly show her gratitude- wait a minute. She’s pulled back and gripping you by the shoulders, not even bothering to wipe her eyes, before she swears to give you a dance every year with all the culmination of her work as she learns and makes newer and better dances!! <3
Cryo Allogenes:
Kaeya = horses so he’s actually a calvary captain- you actually wanted something that’d emphasize the handmade part of the gift, to really let Kaeya know somebody out there really cares about him, cares about him in the way that they’ll sit down and think of an idea and think of him, and then work for hours, sewing, drawing, crafting something just for him, to happy about. You make him a small, pocket sized photobook, and have a picture of every person who cares about him in all the slots, and near the end, from his last birthday where you gathered everybody together to celebrate, is a photo of Jean, Klee, Albedo, Sucrose, Venti, Rosaria, Noelle, Amber, even Eula, Diona, Mika, Barbara, and Mona came! But most importantly, you got Diluc to host it at Angel’s Share, and after some convincing, got him to get in the picture, you’re slightly off center, sandwiched by Kaeya and Diluc, where Kaeya is mid-laugh at the center, having just seen Diluc’s embarrassed face. It’s the last one in the mini album, and each photo has an even small message at the bottom, giving Kaeya a message from everybody, just for him. At the very end, with the group photo just before, is one of yourself and him posing together, you having taken him out roaming Mondstadt for the perfect picnic spot, just to give an excuse why you wanted a picture with him. And at the time, he found it a little suspicious, but was just flustered enough he let it slide. But now, opening and unfolding this tiny album, full of smiling friends and caring words, Kaeya gives a small, watery chuckle, you’ve left him a message too. “Take care of yourself Kaeya, because someone out there really cares about you. :) “
Rosaria = After seeing her “nun” outfit, there’s no doubt in your mind that Rosaria is yearning for clothes closer to her preferred aesthetic. So, using your knowledge of punk clothes and modern goth religious aesthetics, you’ve made some pieces for her to try! Some black pumps with metal crosses for heels, yes they’re sharp and this nice shawl with beads, and finally, a nice lacy skirt (no you did not make fucking lace, jesus christ, you’re not a miracle worker, despite the belief of some teyvatians-). All of which, wow, got Rosaria to give you an honest to god… smile. A full, genuine smile from Rosaria… yeah that made all your hard work worth it.
Eula = a book on common manners so Eula is actually great at cooking! So what better chaos to gift to her other than introducing her to Xiangling! Especially since you’ve given the young Liyuean cook recipes from your own world for her to try out, she’s been on a rampage of new things, and so what better new experience than a cook from an entirely different country? You also made a small book of recipes (look up how to make a zine book on youtube it’s actually kinda easy) from your world, different from Xiangling’s because you thought Eula would like different recipes than her. …So needless to say you were then being berated by two chefs for not sharing all the recipes lmao, tho that really just gave them reason to share recipes! Also any new spinoffs Xiangling’s already made from the initial ones you gave her, and now Eula not only graciously thanks you for the recipes, but also her new pen pal! :)
Diona = So, to prep for this gift, you forced converted the Cat’s Tail to a non-alcoholic cat cafe during the daytime, and only in the evenings do they start serving alcohol/cats put up. You also got onto Margaret for hiring a child to make alcohol, so instead have Diona work better hours, and only during the cafe time, so she’s not making alcoholic drinks either. (you also checked in on child labor laws in Mondstadt, and ran some paperwork by Jean just in case) But most importantly, you teach Diona all kinds of new drink recipes to make, like Shirley Temples, smoothies, etc. You even (once again, by getting help from Xiangling and Diluc) made a drink for hangovers, but more importantly, helped her make one called “Sober Up” which magically flushes out the alcohol out of someone’s body, so Diona can finally sneak people a drink that (while still cursed to be well-made since Diona made it) is a trip to drink lol, it’s like a blast of carbonation/electricity to the system and will typically make most people very nauseous (but since magic’s doing it, they dont need to throw up, they’re just sick feeling for an hour depending on how much they drank). Diona nearly cried after she saw the effect on hungover customers, and immediately started sneaking them into her father’s drinks, so now he’s leaning more toward sobriety most days, and after finding out what Diona did, started to talk to his daughter more. The next time you see her, and ask after her father, she just wraps her little arms around your waist, the highest she can reach, you hug her back.
Chongyun = for prep for this gift, you painstakingly, slowly convince Chongyun to accept more and more moments of warmth, like trying some spicy food that’s gone cold, but just away from people so he can be silly out in the Liyuean mountains instead, and to try and use exposure therapy to try and get him used to yin energy/warm/excitable things, rather than the inefficient method of just avoiding it all (as it doesn’t always work/deprives him of so many nice things!! >:[ ). So that way! You can finally! Take him to have fun!!! You haul him (and Xingqiu bc the more the merrier) to go swimming in Luhua Pools, go jumping off all the peaks from one to another paragliding, using cryo to surf down waterfalls, and most importantly, go to a hot springs at the end of the day! Chongyun was worried about them being too hot and activating his yang energy, but you all agreed he had been training to get used to it, so now he when he goes to try it, he just relaxes into the heat. He could feel the tug to get out and run in circles and get excited, but finally, Chongyun could just choose to sit and relax into the warmth with friends instead :)
Ganyu = if I had a nickel for every woman In teyvat who just needs a break I’d be fucking rich …Obviously, a day off. But an ACTUAL day off, with work regulated to others, and unless there’s an Osial level incident 2.0 (fuck his wife, you put Shenhe on duty to protect Liyue just in case) NO ONE. IS. TO. DISTURB. GANYU’S. FIRST. VACATION. IN. DECADES. You get her to show you the prettiest viewing spots in Liyue, and as you go, tell stories from your life on Earth, showing her pictures on your phone (from both the internet and ur photos), to show her how mortal you are on one hand, but then how different you are here, upgrading her weapons and artifacts, and most importantly, her gift, a Teyvat modified cellphone! Albedo and you had been working together for months to try and make something close enough to connect ur two worlds, while introducing him to adeptal magic and other powerful objects like primogems and wishes that you have to help power it, that way the only other person who might understand immediately how it feels to be (literally lol) caught between two worlds can always rely on each other! …Ganyu cried. Yep, tears down her cheeks and everything, “…I- I- don’t even- even know what to say? All this, telling me about your mortal world, helping me get stronger, and now- now this? I may not have much to give in return, other than my company and my bow… but should you ever need me, or even wish for me, I will hold you as steady as I hold together Liyue itself, my Emperor." Ganyu’s smile is so, so, so pretty, and all the prettier now that her soft blue hair and sweet eyes are framed by the sunset, like it’s her own gift back to you.
Qiqi = A backpack for herbs! You’ve made sure to stitch her name into it so in case she forgets it’s hers, she’ll just see her name again, and lots of little pockets so she can carry all the herbs/make deliveries, it looks a little like this but with a goat instead of cow, and some cocouts lmao, literally a “coco-goat” milk backpack! She is now the cutest person in Liyue, everyone agrees, nearly every single person who comes into Bubu Pharmacy gives Qiqi a compliment now, and Baizhu will periodically take a break just so he and Changsheng can coo at her lmao (Qiqi made sure she wrote down in her notebook in big letters next to your name “This person made my cocogoat backpack, remember to thank them during prayer times, and collect lots of fresh herbs for them”)
Shenhe = It’s kind of a lot, but really, at this point, you’ve done more for some of the others so this probably isn’t even scratching the surface of how big of a gift you can give, so why not. Going full steam ahead, you furnish her a house at the edge of town, so that she’s not overwhelmed by all the human traffic/people, but still close enough to make the friends she wants! When you first show her the dining/living room so plenty of guests can come over, and begin to tour her through it, the strongest woman you’ve probably ever known gently holds your shoulders and stops you from speaking, and turns you to face her, Shenhe’s eyes are sharp with observation as they roam your face, and then settle on your own wide eyes. Her eyes soften, and a small smile warms her usual stern face, (idc how tall you are, she’s taller, I fucking promise) as she leans down a little to look at you closely in the eyes, “Thank you for being a kind god. You did not have to be so generous to me, and yet here you are. If you ever feel like you’re an outsider in Teyvat, in any country or company you find yourself in, please, promise me you’ll come here. Come home to me?” ✨💘✨
Ayaka = You manage to get her away from her duties to take her out to Sumeru! Mostly so you can introduce her to Nilou, see her performance, and the flourishing arts that now fill Sumeru City’s streets, and more importantly, a dress you made so she could dance with Nilou + dance on stage, she wasn’t confident enough/didn’t want to dance for a crowd, so it’s just you three or just you two after awhile. Ayaka looks the happiest she’s been in awhile, more so than you ever saw in game, and it’s… almost like a breath of fresh air to see her away from what you felt was such an isolating environment, even after the Vision Hunt Decree was over. For her last dance, Ayaka does so alone, a little after the sun has set, so it’s all blue, and the stars are coming out, finally, you get to see an even better version of the dance she gave the traveler that night. She only opens her eyes at the end, to give you the giddiest smile you’ve ever seen on her, cheeks cute and plumped up bc she’s smiling so hard, and bows to you (Ayaka’s thanked you a million times, but she doesn’t need to, you can feel how happy she is just from this)
Mika = THE BOY!! One of the most boys to ever boy in all of Teyvat!! Your boy!!! :D What a boy, he nearly fainted when you handed over his gift one day, and you had to reach out and steady him, then hand him it again 😭 It’s similar to the Marauder’s Map, since you enchanted it (once again, what’s the point of dev access if I can’t make gifts for my skrunklies?) and since you don’t want it to end up in bad hands/get spyed on, it only shows itself with a phrase as well “I wish upon a golden star, to know this land as well as its player.” and it’ll show him everyone in public spaces in Mondstadt, not private homes, but like the plaza, the church, the Knights of Favonius, etc. He thanks you every single time he sees you for the map, as it’s both fascinating to him to have a proper well-drawn map of the city of Mondstadt (you copied it from the Teyvat in game map, but there were some buildings missing bc they’re more real here/more fleshed out as a irl city) but that just made Mika even happier bc he can go and map them out!! Literally can’t talk to you bc all he’s saying is “T-TH-TH-THANK-THANK YOU ALL FURST-!!!” before running away most of the time lol
Layla = An embroidered tiny pillow for her to easily clip onto her bag/fit in it, and take on the go with her! (this but the text just says “Sweet Dreams Layla ♡” ) that you’ve also added scent to, including some sleep inducing magics, so she’s guarenteed to sleep well and efficiently when she uses it! She blushed so hard you thought she was sick at first when you gave it to her, and she also used the pillow as a shield to hide her face as she thanked you lmao, and she made you a pillow in return! …even if she thinks it’s not as good as yours, both craft wise and function, Layla worked for weeks on it! …lol now ur the one hiding ur face behind a pillow (this but they’re all plants of sumeru)
Aloy = …if you had a nickel for every person you’ve provided with a house, you’d have two nickels. Which isn’t a lot, but it’s weird it happened twice… Poor damn heroine just got dragged from one world to the next, just as the last one finally was at peace, now she’s here in Teyvat, where nothing’s familiar, the entire world is set up different, people are nicer and more open here, and there’s still threats looming on its horizon. Needless to say, she is tired, and misses her own homeworld. You really wish on her behalf that Hoyo hadn’t done a crossover, but since she’s here, you figure you might as well make it easier on her. You’ve made another teapot-like adeptal magic container, so she can have a place all to herself, and given her a ticket to your own, afterall, if anybody knows what’s its like to get yanked to another world, specifically Teyvat, it’d be the travelers and yourself, and sure enough as time goes one, Aloy becomes closer with you all, and begins to finally feel a sense of familiarity, she wraps an arm around your shoulders the first time she saw you tried to make her own personal teapot place emulate her homeworld. The widest grin you’ve seen on her face, she gives you a squeeze, “It’s just been one adventure after the next, and when we started out, you were just another stranger in a world I didn't understand. But after everything we've been through, I can say this for certain: My bow is yours, now and always. Thank you for the second home, my king.” Aloy says teasingly, laughing at the face you make.
Geo Allogenes:
Noelle = goddamn when will the busy women trend END these poor souls Motherfucker, you’re gift to Noelle was to knight the damn girl yourself. No, but you nearly talked Jean’s ear off for an hour, after gathering evidence (both from eyewitnesses, and Noelle herself, including other knights and Jean herself) about why the literal fuck Noelle wasn’t a Knight of Favonius yet, and why she should be. After genuinely shaking Jean’s nerves a little, she agreed, and finally, Noelle was going to knighted along with any other potential recruits during the testing season, (as people with high reputations, which, once again, using your god status for all its worth, could recommend new recruits) but most importantly… You gave her a 5-star claymore, which, you do have to somewhat work on yourself physically in teyvat now, but your dev access lets you cheat a little (like the cooking meter on cooking dishes, you’re the goddamn cooking god when hosting guests hehe) so you also are allowed to edit it, like adding a Geo-bonus to the weapon itself! When the ceremony for knighthood was going, and pretty much all of Mondstadt came to finally see Noelle get knighted, you made a fun show of walking out where you were hiding and replacing Jean, to knight Noelle yourself. She’s gone completely red in the face, and is starting to sway a little in her down on one knee position, as you gently place the blade on both shoulders, and grin at her as you turn and pull out the claymore for her. She actually does end up falling over, pale as a ghost, whoops-
Albedo = internet access so he can become a fucking god basically the alchemist is a hard guy to make a gift for, another person you’re a little afraid high-quality handmade gifts would impress him more… so you worked hard, and eventually you managed to make three big notebooks for Albedo, one with lined paper, one bulleted, and one blank for sketches (you did the title page a decent sketch of his pretty face smiling and “For Albedo” underneath, and while that one had a picture, the other two had just the words) and you also loaned him your cellphone for awhile, and suggested the idea of a laptop to make for himself, as he already managed to get you connected to Earth’s internet again, that’s part of the reason you customized/made him notebooks, so he could research from the internet and write down any notes he wanted! …wow. you really did it. after explained all this, and leaving him notes about the laptop idea as loose paper stuck inside one of them, you managed… to get Albedo to… smile. At you. Like a FULL smile, pretty lips, wide smile, and flushed cheeks-!! Albedo caught the notebooks you almost dropped.
Ningguang = what do you get the woman that has everything? so you started to think of things that’d make an experience, and after remembering her lore about her making a chess game, you decided a board game would be good! And if you make the little pieces, it’d be one of a kind too! (she’s the type that really loves handmade gifts/as long as you put effort in it doesnt matter how “bad” it looks to her, she’ll believe it’s still good <3) …So you made a Teyvat version of Monopoly. You figured the business part would be in her realm of expertise, and maybe she could use it to play with business associates or friends, and of course, she’s a competitive woman, so she thinks it’s great, and even asked permission that a marketable version be made (one that’s not nearly as nice quality as hers from you obviously)! Ningguang also treated you very well as a thank you for making it for her, a nice dinner at Liuli Pavilion, with a useful gift of places you haven’t seen in Teyvat yet bc it’s more expansive now that you’re physically here!! You may have gotten over-excited about it… and she may have chuckled at you… and you may have gotten flustered after she rested her pretty hand on yours for nearly half the dinner as you stuttered thru and explanation of the game…
Zhongli = …what do you get the man that has everything (ningguang problem 2.0)?? Well, since you thought of something for her that was an experience a little bit, yet also one of a kind, you figured the same path for the previous God of Wealth/literally invented money/etc. would do, plus he’d the type to deeply appreciate handmade gifts too! Using a few chunks of Light Realm Core, 3 Masterless Starglitter, 1 Intertwined Fate, and 1 Condensed Resin, to make a nigh indestructible Ginko leaf hair pin, which also to replace his last pin, which while not broken, was getting old and beat up (he’s immortal he doesn’ notice these things unless they’re like magically long lasting items lol). But in a few spots are these peach beads like this instead of all white beads, like on the ring both have symbols of longevity, and are usally associated with immortals, you wanted to make something that’d also hold memories (hence the resin, from leylines) so if the erosion ever took him, Zhongli could hold the pin and see some of his favorite memories played back (like misty glittering gold projections)! When you told him all this, the materials, (he obv knew the symbols) and the intentions, and then handed him the gift, his soft smile got bigger and bigger, until you could see him small fangs (❤️‍🔥) and then he turned around? You were confused, until he look over his shoulder, his eyes flashing gold in the sunlight, “Will you do me the honor, my Emperor?” OH- you unclip his old geo cor lapis one, and pull his hair up into more of a low bun, and put the hair piece in. the golden ginko leaves chime softly in the breeze. The old god turns back to you (idc how tall you are, he’s taller, and he had to crouch a little so you could reach lol) and gives you that blinding, beautiful smile again, the kind that makes his eyes look warm and happy. He takes your hand delicately, like you’re made of something fragile instead of stars and magic stronger than any he’s ever seen, “Truly, you bless me too generously, my Emperor. Thank you, for caring for a forgotten god like me, for caring about my heart.” …Zhongli presses a soft chaste kiss to your knuckles, right on the middle finger’s knuckle, his lips are warm and so, so soft, like they’re barely even there. <3
Yunjin = a bit difficult because she’s so theater focused in life, but you figure since she does solo shows a lot, she’ll still be the one to benefit the most from your gift, you made some floating plaustrite lanterns to help heft some platforms for more stage space/cool effects! (this but a little more detail, you painted some bamboo and a few simple adepti on them) Like putting props up there or lights to aim on actors, or even actors themselves since the floating rock is steady enough! Yunjin practically squealed (which immediately made every actor in the vicintity be like “YUNJIN!! UR VOICE WILL GO HOARSE STOP-”) and gather the whole troupe to thank you! But she especially told you that although she already intended for you to have front row seats every time you came to see her plays, she especially wanted to get some stories from your life, or even just your favorites from Earth for her to perform for you!! (she even suggested that one of the platforms could be your special seat, like an opera box seat lol)
Itto = you know that belt buckle he wears that’s just an Oni head? Yeah, you made him a second belt but with a onikabuto beetle as the buckle instead! (kinda like this) but a small enough it’s not inconvenient and poking his stomach, which you definitely got a Inazuman blacksmith to help out, you mostly painted it, and when you show Itto the belt, mans literally just wraps his buff arms around you like a hug but then just starts spinning you rapidly, and lets out the highest pitch “EEEEEEEEEEE-!!!” you’ve ever heard him make (and you’ve given him a few trinkets before, so this is a new record wow). No, it doesn’t matter to Itto how much you weigh, have you seen his abs?! He says as he’s still got you a little off the ground, and is now walking away with your limp body and wearing his new belt, “This, and a proper meal to thank you are the bare minimum, my wonderful emperor! Come on, the gang’s already there anyway, you gotta try my Granny Oni’s food, and I’ll make something too! My best, most special, sandwich, Way of the Strong!! Y’know, because if anybody deserves it, it’d be the strongest, and sweetest, you!!”
Gorou = since teyvat isn’t exactly the pinnacle of advanced civilization, though there are some advancements sure like the Kamera, there are still a fair amount of things that’re just left up to locals to produce and make using whatever process they’ve got, regardless of efficiency, and one of those is soap. Yep, soap. Earth is more advanced when it comes to beauty products, but also hygiene products, and Gorou has a hard time maintaining his tail he’s said when he’s stressed/overworked. So, you used some knowledge from your interdimensional smartphone (love u Albedo) to find a homemade recipe to make soap! (…for dogs, but you don’t know if he’d find it offensive… so you don’t tell him LMAO) and you even made it a cute shape (just so when you handed it over, he’d open it and of course, go all red all the way down his neck even, hehe, (he secretly liked it)
You towards all of Teyvat, except it's not even their birthdays (idk if u want it to be it can)
PLEASE LET KNOW IF ANY LINKS/PICS ARE INACCURATE FOR A CULTURE/MISLABELED ETC.
Me after writing all this:  _」(´ཀ`」 ∠)__
… so I may have hyperfixated a little too hard on this one.
Did the OG asker want this? …probably not…
Did anyone ask for this?? …no.
…did I do it anyway….…yes.
…sorry?
(I promise I only thought to do this because there are so many characters left out in favor of the more popular ones for most SAGAU posts, and bc i never want any of my babes to feel any less loved than any others if I was actually there in Teyvat… you get… this mess.)
sorry!
Safe Travels,
💀♒
☆MY BELOVEDS☆
@karmawonders / @0rah-s / @randomnatics / @glxssynarvi / @nexylaza / @genshin-impacts-me / @wholesomey-artist / @thedevioussmirk / @the-dumber-scaramouche
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jungwnies · 10 months
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syn ' a-z alphabet (safe for work) yang jungwon pairing ' bf!jungwon x gn!reader
requested ! i am soooo sorry this took so long... i lowkey forgot about it until i came back on a few days ago
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a ⋆ affection - how affectionate are they?
he's literally a cat
he's so affectionate with you
always cuddling
always playing with your hand or your fingers
literally attached to the hip
b ⋆ bonding - how often do they bond with you?
all the time
hes a big bonder duh
whenever he isn't at schedules
he spends all of his time with you
c ⋆ communication - do they keep in touch with you when they're away?
yes ofc
but he's leader
so he only gets to give you a lot of his time while he's at the hotel
he texts you through out the day but he can't hold a conversation until the day is over :c
d ⋆ dates - how often do they set up a date for you two?
all the time
but they will be the most cute dates
arcades, carnivals, festivals, amusement parks
little walks around the river and very pretty scenery ofc
e ⋆ essential - what is the thing that is important to them?
family
friends
the usual
the relationships he has with people
and lastly, the members
f ⋆ friends - how did the friendship start?
in school
you guys were definitely forced to work together on a project
and from there you guys became friends
g ⋆ gross - what is the thing he hates in your relationship?
lies
omg he hates liars so much
h ⋆ hugs - do they like hugs? how do they feel?
ofc he likes hugs
he loves them so much
they're always so loving and comforting
his embrace is like home
i ⋆ i love you- how fast do they say i love you?
he doesn't say it first that's for sure
he says it when you say it
because he doesn't want to mess anything up
he's scared to lose you or scare you away with the love bomb
j ⋆ jealousy - how jealous do they get?
not very jealous
but he definitely gives whoever is checking you out a dirty look
k ⋆ kiss - how good are they at kissing?
he's a good kisser
not the bomb.com
but his kisses are sweet :C
l ⋆ love - how do they show their love to you?
giving you his time
when he puts anything down just to pay attention to you
that is how he shows you he loves you
he just loves spending time with you ugh
m ⋆ mad - how often do you argue?
not often
but sometimes
but they are never bad arguments
n ⋆ naughty - how do they deal with you annoying them?
he annoys you back
duh!
doesn't get mad though LOL
o ⋆ open - how often do they open up to you?
all the time
you are his backbone
his support
his everything
he always opens up to you
p ⋆ pet names - how are they with pet names?
babe, baby, jagi
just the simple ones
nothing too crazy
q ⋆ quiet - silent treatment?
he gets pouty
but never silent
r ⋆ ramble - how often do they talk about you to others?
all the time
he boasts about you like it's his job
forget being an idol
talking about you is his new career
s ⋆ soft - how soft are they to you?
literally the softest with you
so sweet
always cuddling with you
bro is literally a cat???
t ⋆ think - what reminds them of you?
animals
everytime he sees a cute animal
he thinks of you
he will see a bunny and be like
"it's almost as cute as MY y/n"
always says "my" before your name
cus you are his
u ⋆ unhappy - what makes them break if you break up with them?
just the fact he can't hold you anymore
the way his bed feels so empty without you besides him
makes him
so
fucking
sad
so
dont even
think
about
breaking
up
with
jungwon
otherwise
both sides of your pillow
WILL BE WARM
v ⋆ vacation - how are they with long distance relationships?
he's so bad at this
nothing that can break a relationship
but he just can't handle it
as well as some people can
w ⋆ wholesome - the sweetest thing they ever did to you?
obviously when he surprised you by coming home early
x ⋆ extra headcanon
expanding on him coming home early
you were really sad because he was on tour
for literally so long
and he told you he wouldn't be back for another 3 weeks
because there are new added dates
but little did you know the later dates weren't for another 2 months
so when he came in and surprised you
you wanted to cry
tears of joy obviously
y ⋆ young and beautiful - (how long does it last?)
a very long time
but i don't know if it will last forever
i feel like he would be the type to be in a super long relationship
and you guys just
fall out of love.
DAMN
i should write a story about that
z ⋆ zzz - how do they sleep with you?
he always has an arm around you
keeps you close because
he never knows
when he will have to leave again
so he keeps you super close
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shotgunbunny · 1 year
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cherry wine
Bunny gets chosen
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Bunny gets chosen
part 1
[dark! cult leader!Ari Levinson x airhead!Reader]
[warnings: will have dubcon/noncon, cult aspects, 6'6 Ari, Older man and younger woman, reader is over 18!, will have murder, violence etc. air head reader!, busty reader, basically bimbo reader!]
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When you returned home from the eventual day, you were giddy with excitement. You clutched the dress in your hands as you opened the door. You could help but felt a burst of nervousness over tonight. You might have a husband or you might be left with a broken heart over not being the great ones lover.
As you took your shoes off and were about to head upstairs, you were stopped by your parents calling you into the room. You stepped into the room, and saw your parents sitting in their respected chairs. You could tell something was wrong with how the air in the room felt gloomy.
"Sweetheart, you do know what happens if you get chosen don't you?"
"Ofcourse I do dad! I'll be one of the most respected women in this town!"
"It's not just that sweetheart, you need to realise that there's no going back. You can stay at home and not be part of it. Once you're chosen, you can't ever go back. You'll belong to him."
"I know, it's fine. I might not even be chosen so don't worry!"
With that you left the room and bounced up the stairs excitedly. Missing the concerned looks that your parents gave each other. They feared Ari. They knew he had done bad things and the second he didn't get what he wanted then he would crush the town.
There was a story that floated around about how Ari wanted to partner up with one of the local businesses. Yet they denied, and it led to the owners demise. Everyone knew it was Ari's doing yet, they could not prove it. They were terrified of you denying Ari. Who would die then? They needed you to realise but your mind was so clouded by simple things that it simply ignored all the bad things.
In your room you began getting ready. You did your hair and makeup, ensuring that you looked pretty. While a quick check over in your mirror you smiled, and were happy with the results. You knew it was going to be a goodnight you could feel it in your bones.
You turned and began to pull your comfiest and prettiest underwear set on that had the cutest bow on! You wore your thick white tights, and then placed your dress on. You were in awe of how it looked on you. Truly, you looked like an angel. You felt glamorous and beautiful, almost like a movie star. You couldn't help but giggle. With a quick look outside, you saw how dark it was and decided to put a pair of fluffy socks on your tights to keep your feet extra warm. And with that you pulled a cute cardigan out, this one was plain white and would ensure warmth.
And the you pulled out your black Mary Jane's that had a bit of a platform heel. You looked amazing. You grabbed your little bunny bag and placed a lipgloss, your phone and your purse in it. And with a sharp in take of breath to boost you confidence you began you walk downstairs. Slow and shy, you approached the living room where your parents lingered. You made a small coughing noise which drew their attention.
They turned to look as gasped. You were going to be chosen tonight, no doubt about it. They heard how Ari had bought you the dress you longed for, and now you were wearing it to the choosing. You were practically gift-wrapped for Ari. Yes you did indeed look beautiful but the feeling of grief lingered in their bones. They were going to loose you tonight, either by death or Ari keeping you.
Ari was a very private and possessive man. Everything he wanted he owned and he never let anyone touch what was his let alone see it. They knew if you went with him they'd barely see you, due to Ari having a sense of ownership.
"You look amazing Sweetheart."
"You look like an angel, truly."
You broke out into a smile over those words. Your confidence lifting more. You walked towards them and hugged them both saying a sweet goodbye before heading out the door, this time missing you mother letting out a small cry and your father letting a tear out. You were officially gone. They could only pray that their saviour would take it easy on you and lead to this towns destiny of greatness.
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Although it was dark out, you felt at peace. The surroundings were covered in sun making it feel like you were walking amongst a cloud town. It was truly beautiful. You looked behind you and smiled and your footsteps were shown in the snow. It was truly a beautiful scene.
Especially to Ari. He was driving down slowly waiting for you, patiently waiting to pounce before he makes you his. He admired you in the snow. You looked angelic. He could almost get hard at how innocent you look. But he had to wait for your wedding day, then he could devour you and make your pretty pussy his forever.
As you were walking down you became aware of the headlights the shined on you followed by the car that pulled up next to you. It was a huge black SUV, it still shined giving off the feeling it was new. You felt your heart drop in fear, the expensive car intimidated you and filled your brain with horrifying thoughts of being kidnapped. All of those however were wiped clean from your mind the second Ari stepped out of the car and confidently walked to you.
You flashed him a relieved smile, to which he returned a full happy smile, easing your fears to the point you forgot they existed.
"Hey bunny, would you like a lift?"
"I wouldn't want to impose Ari, it's enough that you got me the dress!"
"Don't be silly bunny, I can't allow you to walk in the cold, especially looking as stunning as you do now."
You blushed and smiled, you saw him offering his hand to walk you to the passenger side. You looked back up into his eyes and saw kindness gleaming in the blue of them. You carefully slipped your small hand into his large one. His hand was so calloused and strong. His grip was firm yet so gentle with you. He truly was a gentleman. He opened the SUV door for you and you climbed in. Ari watched you get in, quickly taking in the sight of your ass in that dress. God he was already getting so hard at how well that dress hugged your body. When he was certain you were comfy and strapped in he headed to his side of the car and began to strap in.
And then he began a slow drive to the mansion where the choosing was being held. Yet he saw no point to it. He found his bride, and she was currently sat in his passenger seat swinging her legs happily. God he adored you.
"You look utterly breathtaking you know?"
"You think so?"
"Definitely, I'm so glad you pointed that dress out, you look perfect in it."
"You didn't have to buy it you know?"
"Oh I did bunny. You look like my little bride in it already."
"Ari! You can't say that! You have to meet everyone and choose fairly."
"Bunny, I don't need to meet anyone else. I know for a fact you're the only one. Plus the Gods told me you were to be mine."
"You really think I'm pretty?"
"Absolutely bunny, but you'll be prettier with my ring on your finger and my children in your belly."
After his confident words you blushed. How could he say something so brazen with a smile adorning his face. The way he talked about choosing you and the way the future would go seemed so romantic that you didn't see how insane it was. Where you thought it was a flirty joke, he was dead serious. He was determined to have you as his.
Throughout the drive playing flirting filled the silence leading to Ari resting his large hand on your thigh the whole drive. Yet it didn't bother you, it just helped relax you as you blindly opened up to Ari. Telling him every small detail about your life giving him more leverage, yet he decided to return it by opening up too. Due to the fact you were so enamoured bonding with Ari, you hardly noticed him pulling up to the mansion.
When you noticed you breathe was taken away. It was beautiful. It was like a temple. There were Greek podiums holding the roof up from outside. Candles lingered everywhere. It was truly a temple. It didn't surprise you that a choosing would happen here. It was so beautiful, like it was crafted by God so that it could be brought to heaven where angels could sleep. Ari chuckled at your dumbstruck face.
"So I take it you like my holiday house."
You froze up in shock. You had no idea that people could have that much money. Yet Ari did, and somehow proclaimed this structural beauty a simple holiday house.
"H-holiday?"
"Yes bunny, my house is much prettier. I can't wait to see your reaction to it. It will be so cute."
Before you could even argue with him about it, he exited his car and strolled to your side and opened your door. He bent a little, almost as if bowing to you while offering help out of the car. As you put your dainty hand in his large one, he pulled it up to his lips and left a whisper of a kiss to decorate your knuckles. You felt your cheeks heat. And then got out the car. When he made sure you were on the ground carefully he closed your door. All while still holding your hand.
"I like having you close to me bunny."
"Really?"
"Very much so, which is why you should remain by my side all night. Or else I fear I'll die without your touch and displease the Gods we serve."
You looked him in the eyes and saw how serious he was. You couldn't displease the Gods. No one had ever done it without falling into the hands of death and you most definitely did not want to feel deaths embrace yet. So you squeezed your saviours hand tightly before moving closer so Ari's arm was between the valley of your breasts. Shielding you almost, yet you took no notice and continue looking around in complete awe.
However Ari did notice and couldn't help how hard he felt. You pushing your breasts into his strong bicep looking for protection from the Gods which his family had made up to run this small town was so innocent. Yet so sexual. You were blind to how your breasts were pressed against him though he wouldn't say anything. He'd rather saviour this moment for as along as possible.
"You're such a good girl bunny, if anyone looks at you in a way you don't like, tell me. Especially if it's a man. You are one of the women I am to choose from, I will not have any men attempt to look at you nor have your precious attention stray away from me for some boy. Understood?"
"Understood Ari."
His cock swelled over how you submitted to him. You were so good not having room for a single other man in your life except him. And he was going to keep it that way. With that set in stone, he felt his heart race. He was giddy with excitement. You were going to be his little bride tonight. With your hand in his, he felt confident and strong. He was ready even if you weren't. With that you both began to walk up the steps to Ari's holiday mansion.
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When you were inside, warmth swept over you and held you close. So you decided to take your cardigan only for Ari to stop you, and instead take it off for you, all the while he leaned forward and sniffed you hair while you were clueless. God you smelled so good, he felt himself get harder over the smell alone. When he hung your cardigan next to his large jacket, you took in his outfit.
He dressed casual yet it still seemed like so much. He had dark pants on that hugged his thighs and his bulge which you quickly flicked past, embarrassed that you looked at someone so sacred in such a naughty way. You saw he had a blue top on that hugged his torsion perfectly too highlighting his muscles. And to complete the look he had a flannel on too that hugged his bicep so well it looked like it could tear any second and for some reason it excited you.
Ari returned back to you and held your hand again. Smirking, aware that you checked him out. He knew he was an incredibly handsome man, and the fact that you were attracted to him, boosted his ego so much more. God you were perfect for him, everything little thing about you made him obsessed. From your adorable socks over your tights, to the shy look that passed across your face when you saw his bulge. God he couldn't wait to see what you'd look like when you were face to face with his bare cock. He'd absolutely ruin you.
Fear surrounded you as you took in how many other girls there were. All of them dresses up so beautifully. All of them here for Ari. Self doubt suddenly pierced your heart and you started to let go of Ari's hand, feeling like a dumb kid that one of the adults had pity one. When suddenly Ari held your hand tighter and pulled you closer to him. You looked up at him and he stared down at you almost like his eyes never left your person. You were in awe at how dedicated he looked to you. Almost like his world revolved around you for just a few seconds before you snapped out of your trance and went back to exploring the mansion with your eyes.
With you being so distracted Ari took charge and swept you away into the main room. Never once letting go of you. You saw he was about to walk on stage so you let go of his hand, causing him to look at you temporarily with a dark look before he registered the anxiety resting in your before he grabbed your hands and peppered you knuckles in kisses.
"You stay here for now, okay bunny? You'll be fine I promise baby."
And with those comforting words he took a step onto the stage and stood behind a microphone before calling for attention for all the women that had come tonight. From the very command of his words, the women came flooding in. Immediately drowning your form amongst the sea of ladies, each desperate to hear Ari's verdict of who would receive his love.
"Thank you all for coming, its truly lovely to see such an outcome. Yet my fate was sealed this morning from the second I saw this one girl. The Gods spoke to me, they whispered how this woman was my soulmate and how she would lead to sunshine burning bright in this town. The Gods promised me that the second this woman became my wife, everything will be perfect. The Gods truly hold everything in their hands including love. And I'm thankful that they chose this woman to be my love."
After that pause the crowd stayed silent as they could all see Ari's eyes trail over them all until they stopped on you. Holding you direct into his gaze and reassuring you that he spoke every word for you. He raised his arm and called you onto stage. You walked by everyone nervously, seeing how many smiled at you. You couldn't tell if they were really happy or just masking their disappointment, but before you could figure that out you reached the stage where Ari held your hand so tenderly.
He lowered down onto his knee and fished a black velvet box from his back pocket before he opened it before presenting you with a ring. Not any ring though, the one that was passed down the family for years. Many thought it was a myth and yet here it shimmered before you. You felt tears brim in your eyes and a brief echo of your parents warning rang in your ears before you looked deeply into Ari's eyes and saw only the destiny he promised for you.
It was all happening so fast yet you couldn't question anything or else you would anger the Gods. You had to choose before he asked the question and you stood in silence. It was true with Ari you would live comfortably and the way he was looking at you made you feel like he would also ensure you lived your life loved. Yet on the other hand he might not be who he says.
Ari took a breath and watched as you calculated your answer before he broke you out of your loop of decided and gently asked in his low voice,
"Bunny, my sweet little bunny, will you do me the greatest honour and marry me?"
"Yes!"
You spoke without thinking and yet the pure happiness that shrouded Ari's face was worth it. Infact the entire room combusted into cheers and gleeful smiles.
Ari couldn't contain himself and swept you up into his arms before he smashed his lips against yours. His arm was wrapped around your waist holding you up to his height while his other hand held the back of your head pushing you together. When you both pulled away you stared into each others eyes. Enjoying this moment, before he leaned his forehead against yours. Almost as if trying to connect you two together through your minds.
"Gonna be my little wife bunny. Gonna be all mine!"
And with those words, he peppered your face with kisses smiling.
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ithinkinggenshin · 2 years
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How Genshin women fuck you
Fandom: Genshin Impact
Characters: Amber, Beidou, Eula, Ganyu, Jean, Ayaka, Keqing, Sara, Lisa, Ningguang, Ei, Rosarai, Kokomi, Shenhe, Yae Miko
Pairings: All (separate) x fem!reader
Warnings: Smut, bondage, temperature play, degration, humiliation, pet play, breeding kink, size kink, power play, daddy kink, electro stimulation, use of sex toys, manipulation
Word count: 3.2k
Synopsis: some more smutty headcanons for my friend @kujousgf. Reader is somewhat based on her. This doesn’t contain all of the girls from genshin
Amber - She's the sun and you're the moon. She loves how you play tough but are actually a softie. You remind her of Eula a little bit. She's really thrilled about your willingness to keep up with her. She knows she can be a bit rough sometimes but it's all in good fun and often for a good cause. She thinks you're so cute. She's always gushing over how you look when you're beneath her as she ruts into you, fulfilling her primal bunny instinct of breeding. She'll sometimes tease you for being so easy and willing to let her fuck you but she makes up for by filling you up with rope after rope of cum. All of her training makes it easier for her to go all night with you without losing energy. Hope you're okay with being knocked up, cause she's not going to stop till she's painted your insides with her cum.
Beidou - you're so small next to her! (I mean, everyone is but you're special!) She thinks your style is great and especially loves how your dark mascara runs down your face as you cry from her being so rough with you. She'll take you on all kinds of adventures, but just know she might be drunk for half of them and more often than that it'll end up with you two fucking. Beidou loves pounding you into the floor, bed, sand, wherever. She's glad you're as shameless as she is cause you're going to do it in public, no questions asked. She loves how your cute boobs bounce as she bounds into you and how you moan so loudly for her. She's also gonna tease you, asking where all that tough girl act went after plowing your brains out and you can only remember her name.
Eula - She will deny associating with you, let alone liking you. She's the queen of push and pull relationships. One moment she's pulling you by your hair, the next She's pushing you onto the bed. She's an aristocrat so her pleasure comes first, but don't worry she learned enough manners to know to give some in return. You'll have to earn it first though. Your jaw will be sore by the time She's done with you, and if it isn't it's only cause she's gagged you and tied you down so she can have her way with you. She's so glad you're willing to be her stress toy, the one she'll take her vengeance out on after all the people in mondstat have ridiculed and denounced her. She thinks the bruises she gives you matches your aesthetic, but you'll remember to thank her after she leaves your neck purple and blue.
Ganyu - She's so shy, but you're patient with her. coaxing her in just the right ways. teaching her about different kinks and letting her experiment on you. Eventually she gets into a rhythm. Figuring out that she needs to take care of herself and be selfish from time to time. And what better way than to get herself off by humping your thigh after tying you to a chair? She'll love the way you look at her, all hazy eyed. She loves the attention you give her, how desperate and willing you are to please her. God it's such a power trip for her. So used to being the one running around for others, now it's her turn to be on top and tell you yes or no. No you can't cum, yes you can use your fingers, no you can't touch her, yes you can kiss her. Each session is different, she plans things out, and is ready to systematically wreck you. You'll get to cum… eventually. but for now, you be a good girl and put that tongue and those fingers to better use.
Jean - God she loves spoiling you. She never thought herself a maternal type but when you call her daddy something in her both snaps and clicks together at the same time. and suddenly she's on top of you. praising her baby and fucking you so hard. You get to cum three times over for calling her that. and she only gets more insistent from there. You're such a good girl for her. Sitting on her lap while she's at her desk or sitting on her back while she does push ups. She does all of this for you, to keep you safe, to make sure you stay with her. She hates to use force on you but sometimes you're just a brat and she can't help but turn your pleasure into pain as a punishment. But in the end she loves you, and she'll keep spoiling her baby to the end.
Ayaka - It's all theory to her. She's well read on the subject of sex but in practice she's like a new born fawn walking for the first time. She's tentative and soft. She doesn't realize it but she teases you. She just loves the sounds that come out of your mouth. the whimpers and whines. She sometimes gets scared while fucking you cause your moans will turn into cries and she'll think she's doing something wrong. This causes her to edge you over and over again till you finally grip her arm and beg for her to fuck you till you cum. and she can't say no but she's not sure feels good about it. She'll eat you out afterward as an apology but you'll be so overstimulated. Don't be ungrateful, you'll hold your tears in and say she's doing great. in the end you'll cum again for her so just keep encouraging her. She loves having your support and being able to release all her tension with you. even if your appearance makes it seem like you're a troublemaker going to be chastised by her whenever you go to the estate.
Keqing - Keqing actually hates you. It's a mutual feeling as you're filled with spite whenever you see her too. You can't seem to do anything right according to her but she just needs to not be so up her ass according to you. So what else is there to do except hate fuck? Keqing tied you up and let sparks dance across your skin. She says the one thing you do right is let her use you like the whore you are. You're gagged of course. Keqing learned her lesson after your guys' first session where you spat back insults each time she told you to correct yourself. Now anytime she wants you to do something she'll fix you herself. You're completely helpless and at her mercy in your bound state. Still keqing isn't cruel. She'll let you get off while humping a vibrator. But you won't ever see her touching you herself. No, closest she'll ever get is when she fucks herself on the double-sided dildo gag she shoved.down you throat. You're infamous in liyue because of her. She's always pulling you by the ear as though you've done something wrong, (which according to her would be correct), but you'll never admit that you only aim to get into trouble because it brings her back to you.
Sara - Sara has no idea what to do with her feelings for you. She's used to only worshiping her superiors, giving all her praise and attention to them. But here you are, making her heart flutter despite your delinquent disguise. She wants to make you suffer. To make you pay for making her feel these things. But she also wants to hold you close, like you're a porcelain doll that'll shatter at any moment. Cause she can see beyond that attitude of yours. That you're just a softie at heart, just like her. So she settled on a middle ground. Stalking. She follows you around to make sure you don't get up to or into any trouble. You're not stupid though. You know she's behind you. So you push her hand. You go looking for trouble that Sara has to save you from. She drags you back to the police station, throwing you into her office. She wants to punish you. She wants a reward for saving you. You're going to give them both to her. or she'll force it out of you anyway. Of course you want this too so you're on your knees in a flash. Lapping at her folds and digging crescents into her thighs. She practically sits on you when you do this and she keeps you on your toes by shocking you every so often. It all goes straight to your core and you're left feeling needier than ever and Sara finally relents when you've made her cum for the fourth time. She shoves three fingers into you. She only knows how to do things in terms of training. If you can't handle three fingers she'll train you up to that point. But being the slut you are, your pussy sucks her fingers right in. You're so tight around her. Sara loves it but she wants more. She wants to wreck and ruin you so that she can be the only one who'll take you. So she works you up till she can fist you. Practically punching you with each thrust. She loves it. You better say thank you to her, the general has taken a lot of time and effort into shaping you into a good girl.
Lisa - Teasing. Not as much as yae but God you'll be teased. She'll have you walk around with vibrators she can control. When she gets you alone you're practically her own personal stripper. She'll have you give her a lap dance and wear slutty clothes and even tuck money into whatever lingerie she's having you wear tonight only for it to go flying everywhere when she tears it all off of you. She's studied sex and all forms of kinks in her many years of learning. She knows how to fuck you just right so that every night you see more stars in the library than you'll ever see outside. and she'll make sure you know how to properly treat her too. It's like living in heaven when you get to fuck Lisa.
Ningguang - She loves to manipulate you. Her little pawn that'll travel to the ends of the board and back for her. She'll give you vague orders and see what you do. She's always loved psychoanalyzing people after all. Now she knows your every move like the back of her hand. First you'll gasp at the new lingerie set she's bought you. Next you'll be on her lap, kissing her desperately, trying so hard to get her to take her claws off and fuck you. (She did fuck you with them on once and well… use you're imagination). Normally she'd have you practice your slutty walk, giving her an excuse to walk you to the kitchen and fuck you on all of the difference surfaces. But today she's throwing a wrench in the mix (she does that so often). Today you're going to be her little pet. She quite likes how small you sound. The way your legs tremble. And how she can see your core, so vulnerable, beneath her. Ningguang is already making plans to incorporate this into your lives more. (And not just your sex lives either. She'll buy you a collar and will pull you by a leash.) She just loves the way you submit to her
Ei - Ei has had experience with relationships in the past, but she can't help but appreciate the new innovations people have made. She's all for being serviced and while she loves your fingers, the strap-on you two have is just so filling for her. Perfect for her to ride through all of her highs. (She's so pretty like that.) And your hands will be free to tug at her nipples and feel her ass or tug her hair. It's just so perfect! Ei loves all kinds of stimulation. Both receiving and giving. So be ready to have vibrators strapped to your clit, nipples, and even have her put a bullet inside of you. She’s going to eat you out, “the old fashioned way.” But she has a plethora of toys to use on you. Whips, silks, gags, dildos, vibrators, suction cups, etc. She loves having you crying out for her. It’s a massive ego boost when you’re crying her name, begging for her to fuck you, even when you’re being stimulated by so many different objects at once. Ei will fuck you so good that your mind will go blank and you won’t recover it till the morning. All the while she’ll be having the time of her life riding and grinding and fucking you.
Rosaria - Rosaria doesn’t care about your pleasure. If you cum it’s just because that’s what it took to get her off too. She’s mean and rough but also quiet, only talking when she feels it’s necessary. Telling you to stop being lazy or switch positions. Rosaria takes you whenever she gets back from her nightly duties. She'll chase her high and rut against you with such force, relishing in your cries and moans. And as soon as she cums you're being kicked out and she's going to bed. (Don't make a mess of her sheets). She's usually too lazy to give punishments but if you really mess up her schedule She'll take you to the woods, tie you to a tree so that the bark is painful against your back, shove a vibrator in your cunt on the lowest setting, and leave you in a position that leaves you exposed and overstimulated. She'll come back from her tasks and untie you, but she's not afraid to let people see you in such a slutty form.
Kokomi - A busy bee who needs a quick and easy fuck. She's so happy you're always there for her, ready and willing to service her. She's a busy woman who's needed by all of the people of her island, but sometimes she's selfish and needs her own relief too. She'll moan so loudly as she grinds her juices onto your face. She loves when you tongue fuck her and use your fingers at the same time. She rarely ever uses toys but when she does you're always amazed by how much she can handle. The largest strap on you have along with a vibrator on max taped to her clit and suctions on her nipples till they're red and puffy and twice their original size. She cums so hard and will just collapse on you. Don't think it's over though. She loves watching you ride her. She'll sit and admire the faces you make and feel all over your body. Her favorite part is when you cum and she gets to use her hydro powers to shoot water into your pussy and fill you to the brim. Overstimulating you with the constant jet stream of water.
Shenhe - Confused by the different toys. She keeps things old fashioned with the most out there she'll get is bondage. She loves pounding you hard. She doesn't know her own strength and forgets that you're just a fragile human, not trained by the adepti. You'll be bruised all over and be surprised if you can stand by the end of your session with her. She loves to stretch you out with her fingers, even using two fingers on both hands so she can pull you apart even more than just making the scissoring motion with one. She doesn't really care for her own pleasure but the sounds that come out of your mouth, the way you beg her to fuck you, she's more than willing to indulge. Shenhe loves to use her cryo powers on you too, saying you're skin is hot and dropping pieces of ice on your stomach, holding them against your nipples, even being cruel nice enough to slide a cube into your pussy. She's so used to you begging for more, sometimes she doesn't realize she's gone too far. You'll be crying for her to stop but she'll just keep going. Asking isn't this what you wanted? You'll eventually just pass out from cumming so many times and shenhe will relent. She feels a tiny bit bad about hurting you but still justifies is in her mind with the same idea, you had asked her for it. She may try and explore new ways of pleasure. Her favorite being the idea of shoving something so big into your pussy. Making you gasp as you're over filled and then pounding it deep inside you, rocking you back and forth on the mountain rocks. It'll never be a proper dildo, but then again, no dildo could ever have such natural texture and thickness and weight to it. Shenhe loves being rough with you, even if she doesn't realize how hard she's pushing you over the edge
Yae Miko - Teasing. She teases you constantly 24/7. Perverted comments here, borderline groping there, and even occasionally pulling you aside to rile you up by biting hickies and shoving her thigh against your core, leaving you a panting mess. Yae loves to humiliate and degrade you. Such a whore for the lady of the shrine. Naked on a mountaintop waiting for her to fuck you. Tying you to the handrails leading up and threatening to leave you so everyone can see what a debauched slut you are. She'll have you crying her name and begging for release as she uses a double-sided dildo on you two but keeps saying you can't cum till she does. Which is completely unfair since she's a kitsune who's lived for centuries and has more stamina and needs more stimulation that your body could ever handle. So you're there crying on the floor trying desperately not to cum and the lady guuji is just sighing in disappointment with how she can't get off. Either you'll cum or she'll eventually relent and let you cum. If you cum without permission Yae will smile wickedly and start bouncing on the dildo faster than ever before. You wanted to cum? cum all you like, but don't you dare pass out, you have to thank her at the end of all of this. If you manage to wait till she gives you permission she'll patronizingly coo about how you're being a good girl for her (for once) and that deserves a reward. So she'll lay on her back and read you her new lewd novel as your ride hee cock and get yourself as many times as you like Occasionally she'll thrust upwards to give you some help but once you're all spend and can't lift yourself off her dildo anymore, she'll take control and pull at your nipple clamps and thrust into you. Just one more time. Cum for your lady one more time. You say you can't but the way your body is reacting, you definitely can. You won't see the morning sun because you'll pass out and yae will carry you back to your house so you can sleep and recover through the day. Take care of yourself, she's going to call on you again soon. Though you never know just when that sly fox will show up to give you a hard time.
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viperrot · 1 year
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⇁high school sweethearts | leon kennedy | pt. 1
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resident evil 4 remake leon s. kennedy x fem!band-student!reader high school au
there's a new guy in town, and he's pretty damn cute. too bad he hates your brother, though.
content contains: mild angst, enemies to lovers, tbh? mean leon, cliches, minor religious/christian themes, story is told in first person, reader is a bit shy and is an oboe and trumpet player!, leon and reader are in their juniour year, fictional town set around 1980!
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song rec: "kutsuro gish" by hiroshi takaki
pt. 2
what's this? the blossoming of a series? yes, yes it is! very self-indulgent. i love tropes like this so much. enjoy some mean leon content and a sweet enemies-to-lovers concept, little dove :]
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Life in Everglade is... interesting, to say the least. Actually, it was extremely cliché here. Every Sunday and Wednesday, people would go to church, every Friday night was a football game, and the rest of the days were just busy nonsense. The people here rarely ever leave town, and people never really come in. It's been like this for years.
Until recently.
This fall, a handful of strangers tumbled into the little town of Everglade, proud home of the Everglade Ravens. Lucky for me, they even moved in across the street.
From my little window nook, I watch a dingy U-Haul pull up into the driveway across the street, and out comes four people. The first is a man that looks to be in his mid forties, dressed in khakis and a navy polo. Next is a little girl, who looks like a middle schooler. She's got a long skirt on and a flannel sweater, coloured with warm red and browns. After her is what I assume is an elder sister, but she doesn't look much older than the little one.. She's dressed in messy, paint-stained jeans, a black tank-top, and a pink windbreaker jacket to top it all off. She's the only brunette one out of the blonde family so far.
Then comes out the son.
Dragging himself out of the passenger seat was the most dashing boy I've ever seen. The smile he gives his sisters make my heart race—it honestly put Danny Zuko's smile to shame, and I love Grease! His blonde hair is parted to the side, hiding his eyes a bit. He's dressed up in blue jeans that grip around his thighs perfectly, a black t-shirt, and a navy-blue bomber jacket that had the sleeves rolled up to show off his forearms. From my spot at the window, I couldn't help but ogle. The mystery family all gathered around the front door of their new home to get a good look of the inside, and I couldn't help but keep my attention on the only son of the family. I noticed how their was no mother to be seen...
"Hey, thumper," a voice calls out from the door of my room. I tear my eyes away from the window to see my father, leaning against the frame of my door with his arms crossed. "He's been calling me thumper ever since I was little, seeing as how I stomp my foot when I laugh.
"Hey, pops! What's up?" I cock my head to the side questioningly.
"Mom's done with dinner. Meet ya downstairs, or are you gunna keep 'practicin''?" He smirks teasingly, looking at my unused oboe on the foot of my bed. I blush, rolling my eyes.
"I'll be down there... and I was practicing, thank you very much!" I huff. Dad just laughs at me and waves his hand, mumbling about how he'll see me at the dinner table. With that, I get up to collect myself. I take a quick look out the window one more time just to see if the boy next door was still outside, but the front door was shut tight.
I stumble down the stairs, my bunny slippers skidding down the steps as the smell of baked chicken filled my nostrils. Upon entering the dining room, I see my dad at the head of the table accompanied by my mom and my older brother, Damien, who sighs at the sight of me.
"Finally, you're here," Damien huffs. "Can you sit down now? I'm fuckin' hungry," he stretches his hand out to me so I can sit down and say grace with everyone. My dad throws a pen from his breast-pocket at my dumb brother, telling him to watch his language.
I sit at the other end across from Damien to avoid saying grace with him, holding hands instead with Mom and Dad with my head bowed down.
"Ahem... Bless us, O Lord, and these Thy gifts, which we are about to receive from Thy bounty, through Christ our Lord. Amen," my mother says. Immediately after the prayer, Damien scarfs down the first piece of chicken he can get his hands on. I pick at some au gratin while my parents converse and scold Dami for being such a disgusting eater. I clear my throat to catch my parents' attention when they grow silent.
"So... uhm... There's new people across the street. Do you maybe... know about them?" I ask, giving my parents side glances. Mom shakes her head as a no, and before Dad can say anything, Damien coughs up a response.
"That punk Leon's the ace player from Greensmell's soccer team!" My older brother snorts, seemingly a bit angry.
So his name's Leon...
What Damien meant to say was Greenvale, which is a town over. They're probably Everglade High School's biggest rival in ever aspect—academics, sports, and even parties (apparently, I wouldn't know). The only thing I can confidently say they're bad at is marching. Their band is horrendous.
"Seriously?" I cringe at the information. "What are they doing here...?" I wonder under my breath.
"Probably got so embarrassed we beat 'em at state champ this year, the wimp probably got kicked out and thrown into Everglade!" Damien shouts with a mouthful of rice. I cringe at the sight, looking back down at my untouched au gratin.
"Cool, cool..." I mumble. "Uh... can I be excused? M'not really hungry," I ask Dad. He nods, going back to his food. Wordlessly, I take my plate to the kitchen to clean it up. As I wash dishes, I stare out the window blankly, eyes set on the house across the street. No one was out still.
I decide it's best to just go to bed after washing dishes, putting my oboe back in its case and setting it next to my backpack. I flop into my bed, part of me hoping to see this Leon guy again soon...
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I hate gossip.
I can never tell if people are talking about me, the people around me, or to me. As I walk the halls of Everglade High School, oboe and trumpet cases held tight in my hands, I hear the little murmurs of the cliques of the school. Punks mumbling, girl's that try too hard to look like Sandra Dee whispering behind their palms, and some jocks laughing loudly about Leon.
Wait, Leon?
My converse-clad feet are walking through the hall faster now. As I bump past a bunch of students, I speed my way down to the lunch room, needing to see my friends as soon as possible. Luckily, one of them sticks out like a sore thumb today. Sporting a red blazer, blue flannel tennis skirt, and black socks, I see Samantha Grey in all her glory sitting on top of our usual table, talking to a few of our little group. I stomp up to her, the charms on my instrument cases clinking softly with each step.
"Sammy!" I whisper-yell. Her brown eyes immediately look over to my position in front of her, her black hair swaying.
"Hey, sweet pea~!" She coos happily, a big smile painting her face as she gets down from the tabletop to give me a hug. "Glad you aren't too late. Me 'n' the girls were just talkin' about the new hunk in town," she pinches my cheek before helping me set my cases down on the table. I sit next to her, getting settled.
"Hunk? What's this about?" I stare, acting like I didn't know who they were chittering about. Across from Sammy and me is Lucy Brail and Patti James, who I've known since diapers along with Samantha. Lucy is the first to speak up, clearly excited to talk about Leon.
"This stud just moved into town yesterday! Apparently, he's got two little sisters at the middle school, 'n all the boys here have been howlin' about how he probably got kicked outta the Greenvale soccer team after losing nationals this year!" She says with a grin that reaches her ears. My eyebrows knit together at the information that I had heard the night before.
"You call almost every meathead here a stud, Lucy," I chuckle. She gives me a weird look before scoffing.
"This one's different, sweet pea," Sammy jabs me in the side softly, and I yelp. "He's got this look in his eyes that just scream at me like he wants me!" She sighs dreamily.
"Are you sure it wasn't his pecs you were lookin' at?" I click my tongue. Another jab to the side, and it hurts a little more than the last. I roll my eyes.
"Whatever, I'm sure he's just like the oth-"
"Oh! Oh!! There he is, sweet pea, look!" Sammy grabs me by the jaw to turn my sights to the new guy.
There he is...
Across the lunch hall is Leon, dressed all pretty in a forest green letterman jacket with his initials on the right bicep. There's a few patches from some bands he likes and a big ole "11" on the back of it with "Greenvale" above it. He's still in tight jeans, but they're black this time, as well as his t-shirt beneath the well-worn coat.
"He's got some nerve wearin' that here," Patti mutters. We all hum in agreement as we watch him saunter over to the lunch line to get a carton of strawberry milk.
"Ain't he just a dream~?" Sammy breathes out. Lucy's got this blush that could be seen from Mars, and I swear that Patti's mouth is gunna get dry with how much she's drooling. My gaze is trained on the back of Leon's head, looking at how well-trimmed his hair is.
"He's... he is pretty cute," I mumble, jaw hurting a bit with how tight my best friend was gripping onto it. I hear her giggle.
"Don't get sweet on him now, thumper!" She reminds me, using that silly nickname. “God knows your brother would tear you a new one if he found out you wanted to get a piece of Leon Scott Kennedy," she lets go of my jaw, and I roll my eyes.
"M'not sweet on anyone, Sam," I grumble. Lucy giggles, twirling a strand of her blonde curls in her fingers.
"Isn't he right next to your house, (y/n)?" She asks me. I nod.
"Yeah, actually... How did you know?"
"Oh, sweet pea?! Please, please, please tell me you gotta good view of him from your room! If so, I'm comin' over every weekend!!!" Samantha begs, shaking me by the shoulder.
"H-hey, quit it! I dunno if he's gunna be upstairs or not, and that's c-creepy!" I gasp as she shook me. Lucy and Patti laugh as I get thrashed around. From the corner of my eye, I see Leon get closer. He's got a mean look in his eyes, like he's ready to bite someone if they get near him.
I guess he's trying to protect his peace...
The girls grow silent as he walks past our table, not showing any mind to how noisy we are. They all watch Leon like dogs to a bone when he scoots past us, tossing his milk carton in the air like he hasn't a single worry in the world. When he's gone, it's like we can all breathe again.
"Oh lord, he even smells good," Patti fans herself, a blush covering up her little freckles. Sammy grins in agreement, clearly happy that she got to see the new guy so close. I stick my tongue out in disgust.
“You guys are so gross…”
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“Everyone, please welcome our new student,” Mrs. Bradshaw, the advanced chemistry teacher here at Everglade High, drones, motioning her hand to Leon near the back of the class.
And also next to me.
The blonde boy stands up, puffing up his chest a little.
“Name’s Leon Kennedy. Nice to meet you,” he says curtly before sitting right back down. Everyone’s giving him looks ranging from “I wanna rip his throat out” to “I want to kiss him behind the bleachers”, and it’s clear that he doesn’t care about it either. Mrs. Bradshaw clears her throat to stop annoying students from whispering.
“Now, let’s get started on our calorimetry unit. To begin…” The old hag’s words begin to go process in my brain as I get to writing notes. At times, I look at Leon from the corner of my eyes.
He’s writing on a piece of paper instead of a notebook, his blue ballpoint pen scraping against the surface as he messily jots down his notes. I’m pleasantly surprised to see that he actually cares about his education! I can see Leon’s tongue poking out between his plump lips, and I can’t help but stare a little. He doesn’t seem to notice me, until he looks up to check the blackboard up front.
Leon’s blue eyes set their sights on me, locking with mine. Quickly, I avert my gaze back to my notebook, trying my best to act like I was still writing notes. I hear him laugh a little next to me, but I make no effort to speak up.
When the class ends, and the bell for the next period rings, I gather my things to head off to the band room. Backpack slugged over my shoulders, I’m getting ready to pick up my trumpet and oboe case before someone else grabs of for me. Big, veiny hands take the cases by the leather handle, lifting it before my eyes. I look up to see Leon with a devilish smile.
“Caught you staring at me. Mind if I walk with you?” He says confidently. I’m a bit taken aback by his attitude, but I nod nonetheless. I’ve never really had a boy offer to walk me to class other than Damien…
“I can hold my-“
“Nah, don’t worry bout it. I carry my sister’s euphonium all the time,” he chuckles, his shoulders shaking a little as he does. I blush, not expecting him to even know what a euphonium is. So, he’s cute AND he knows the difference between a tuba and a euphonium..
“Are you sure? I-I mean, I don’t want it to be a hass-“
“Don’t worrrrryy,” he exaggerates. “Where are you headed? This is my study hall period, so I got time,” he grins.
“Uh… the band room. A-and thanks,” I tell him, nervously fiddling with my fingers. We walk out of the science lab together, me trailing slightly behind him as we walk.
“So, I’m guessing you and your little posse this morning was talking about me?” He asks, and I feel the blood rush up to my face.
Samantha and her big ole mouth…!
“Y-yeah…” I stammer, unsure of what to say. “Sorry about that… It’s just… we never really have any newcomers here, so the girls were just excited,” I bite my lip. I can feel the stares of people around us in the halls. Whether it’s out of jealousy towards me or hate for him, I’ve no clue.
“I see,” Leon hums. “It was kinda funny, so don’t apologize.” He says, and I can hear the smile in his voice. His fingers are gripping the handle of my cases tight enough to make his veins bulge a little, and I can’t help but stare. After our small talk, it’s quiet, and when we make it to the band room, we stop next to the door so he can give me back my things. As Leon hands over my instruments, footsteps thunder toward our position.
“You know, I thought it was just some sick joke hearing about my lil sister hangin’ around you, but I see that the rumours are true,” Damien growls, walking towards Leon and me slowly with his hands in the pockets of his black letterman. The blonde boy in front of me is still holding my oboe case as he looks at my older brother with an unamused stare.
“Well, had I known she was related to you, I would have never offered to carry her junk,” the ace smiled. I felt my heart drop at his words.
And then it felt like the world came crashing down on me.
Like it was fire, Leon let go of my oboe case, and it clatters against the floor. He’s staring my brother dead in the eyes as he does so, and I can feel tears swell in my eyes. I watch as my reeds, feather, and parts of the oboe pop out of the hard case, scraping against the floors of the hall.
“N-no!!” I yelp, unable to hold back my tears as I drop to my knees to gather the parts. A key or two had bent, and a few corks were damaged. I hear Damien shout at Leon, slamming his body into a locker. I don’t understand what they’re yelling about, too busy trying to pick up the bits of my instrument. More voices erupt, and I assume they’re people trying to pull my brother off of Leon Kenne-dick. My feather gets swept away amidst the commotion. When everything but that is successfully stuffed back into my case, I snap my head around to glare at the ace soccer player behind glossy eyes.
“You’re fuckin’ paying for this, you piece of shit!” Damien screams, thrashing against some teachers who dragged him away from the scene. Leon’s being escorted away as well, not giving me a chance to say anything. I’m left alone in the hall with my broken oboe before Samantha scurries out.
“Sweet pea! We heard all the ruckus, but Mr. Kay said it wasn’t safe for us to be out, and—oh, sugar…” she gasps lightly, crouching down next to me. The ravenette looks down at my open case, seeing the broken and bent keys and chipped corks. “Who did this…?” She asked me gently, setting her chin on my shoulder.
“Leon…” I hiccup, tears falling. The silence is heavy when I tell her this, and I know that Sammy can only see red. Without a word, she wipes my tears with her thumb before helping me into the band room.
I’m starting to regret wanting to see him again.
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woohoo! chapitre un, fini :] i know it’s a bit lacking, but it’s just the beginning. hope you enjoyed! pt. 2 here!
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Road to Relationship (Ch. 1)
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lee know x fem!reader
Synopsis: [Y/N] and Minho have been best friends since childhood. The two have never talked about the possibility of a romantic relationship between them, but then again, why risk losing a friendship? As they continue their college years, [Y/N] starts to take interests in the guys around her. Unbeknownst to [Y/n], her best friend may actually take that risk the more she goes after guys who don't really deserve her. - or - [Y/N] starts to crush on other guys, but Minho doesn't like the idea of other guys being beside her romantically but him.
Follow these best friends as they navigate their feelings for one another!
Genre(s): fluff, best friends to lovers, angst, love triangles Other tags: jealous/possessive minho, bts side story, fake texts au, semi-social media au + written Content Warning(s): swearing, suggestive themes, mention(s) of forgetting to eat/take care of yourself will be updated every chapter! This Chapter in specific has: swearing, mention(s) of forgetting to eat, mention(s) of fear of rejection/losing a friendship
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After you've finished texting your best friend, you looked up at the lecture before you. You were taking a communication class, more specifically, a debate class, so that it would help prepare you to see the other side of arguments as well as be able to defend your own stance. If you were honest, as much as you did have some interest taking the class, you were mostly taking it due to it being the most interesting undergraduate general education course in one of the required catalogs. The professor was teaching something you were familiar with due to reading the previously assigned texts, so it allowed you some time to divert your attention.
You glanced over at your side where you watched your classmate crush listen to the lecture intently and take down some notes.
Jeon Jungkook was his name. The same handsome man who happened to be in the same classes as you in the previous semester and now sits beside you out of comfort and familiarity. You didn't know much about him other than Minho's mention of being part of the same dance club as him on-campus and that he was well-versed in many things, judging by his stickers on his laptop.
It had to be a sign if he's in your class again. There's no way he would be in the same class - if you recall, he's not the same major as you! After the last situationship you've put yourself into, you made a mental note to yourself to never let yourself beg for a man's attention or love ever again. That doesn't stop your crushing or attempts to get closer to the attractive being beside you.
"Alright, class. I'll give you all a few minutes to find yourself someone to work with for this assignment."
You quickly looked up at the instructions on the projector screen.
PRACTICE: Work in a pair and find a topic you both want to debate about. You will have 2 rounds with 1 minute each to try and convince the other to join your side. If you concede, then you lose.
The timing has been so perfect.
"Hey, [Y/N], was it?" Jungkook's low voice startled you, prompting you to turn your head to his direction immediately. You tried your best to calm any nerves rising and took a quick breath.
"Yes! Jungkook, right?"
"Yeah, that's me," he grinned in return, the bunny-like smile sending butterflies in your stomach. There was something about his smile that sent your heart racing yet you couldn't quite put a finger on it. He was just so cute! "I remember we had a couple classes before. Honestly I don't know anyone else in this class... would you mind being my partner for this practice?"
You were prepared for being the one to initiate, so his words took you aback. Regardless, you tried to shake the feelings off and returned his smile. "I don't mind at all!"
"Great! Well, I don't want to take all the ideas - do you have a topic in mind you want to argue about?" Jungkook asked.
"Uh..." You were left speechless. You internally panicked before you started overhearing a conversation by your peers nearby. They were throwing ideas about romance and dating, especially during this time. They seemed to develop a topic of dating people they knew versus dating people through apps. Their conversation gave you an idea. "How about the idea of dating?"
"Huh?" Shoot. Was that suspicious of you to suddenly bring up? His surprised reaction made you not only confused, but surprised before you started to panic yet again.
"Wh-what I mean is...! Dating is an interesting topic nowadays, y'know... going for strangers online on apps or going for the people you start to get acquainted with in-person... it's a very interesting debate to have!" You tried to explain, trying to fight the nervous blush creeping onto your cheeks. The more you tried to defend the idea, the more you started to ramble and felt your ears go red. Luckily for you, Jungkook seemed more interested and acknowledged your words.
"Ah, I see... you make a great point. I think I like the idea of discussing romance as a topic. What about the idea of possibly dating an acquaintance versus dating someone, like say, your best friend?" Jungkook suggested. The idea struck onto your mind and got you intrigued in return. You approved the idea but before you two can discuss which side to take, the professor silenced the class and began to call for volunteers to take the stand.
You thought long and hard about the idea. Dating an acquaintance to you is dating someone you're pretty much strangers with. You can still build that relationship, get to know each other, and eventually learn whether or not you would be a perfect match. It wouldn't be too bad, right?
Dating your best friend, however, was a different topic. You immediately thought about Minho when Jungkook brought up the idea. You tried to think about the possibility of having a romantic relationship with him but only certain flashbacks came up.
"[Y/N], don't tell me you forgot to eat again! Ugh, how many times do I have to tell you to take care of yourself?!"
"Haha, I still can't believe you fell trying to race me! ...What do you mean, [Y/N]? Yes, it was funny!! Don't worry, I'll patch you up, I'm done laughing!"
"You're going to adopt a cat?! [Y/N], you ARE a cat! ...But I'll support you through it, as long as you take care of yourself and the little one."
You blinked a couple times reminiscing before you shook your head at the memories. You couldn't even fathom a romantic relationship with your best friend when all he does is scold and nag you while making fun of you at the same time. How is any of that romantic anyway? It wouldn't be like him nor would you be able to believe him to be a romantic in the first place. Nope, there's no way you could see yourself in a relationship with him.
You were pulled from your thought process when you heard your professor call Jungkook's name. Jungkook had volunteered to go up and mentioned you being his partner, forcing you to stand in front of the class with him.
"I can't imagine dating my best friend..." You muttered under your breath, but it does not go unnoticed. Jungkook patted your shoulder and gave you a reassuring smile.
"Don't worry, I'll take that argument if it makes it easier for you."
What a kind guy! You thought to yourself as you silently praised him for taking initiative.
Your professor reset the timer on the projector screen, prompting you both to take a deep breath to start. "Timer starts... now! [Y/N], your side first."
You exhaled and looked at Jungkook in his brown eyes. "Dating an acquaintance is better in all levels. The acquaintance being a close friend is entirely up to you and your comfortability. You can get to know them more and prevent yourself from any possible heartbreak with the idea of losing a friend if things don't work out."
Jungkook gave you a challenging grin in return as he started. "Dating your best friend would lessen the heartbreak. You'd be with someone you've known your whole life, the one who knows you well enough that they wouldn't betray your trust. You would never have a dark moment with them because not only will you have your eternal partner, but your best friend in one."
You fought the temptation to frown and defended your stance. "What's the point in risking a relationship with someone you care so much about? If things don't work out, you will subject yourself to losing a best friend, your other half almost. It's better to go for someone who's essentially a stranger to you so it can be up to your judgment of whether they're trustworthy or partner-material or not."
"Oh, but you mentioned that your best friend is essentially your other half. The idea is still likely, is it not? Then the only things you're worried about are the fears of losing your close friend due to romantic interest and rejection." Your grin faltered ever so slightly at the surprising claim, but Jungkook continued. "If they're single and they're willing to pursue that relationship with you, then why not go for it, unless you're unwilling? If you two respect each other enough and your platonic relationship is more than that, then a little romance shouldn't break that."
Any attempt of countering was put to a halt. 'Damn, he's good...' you thought to yourself as the professor's two minute timer went off. You both went back to your seats as the professor continued the lecture following your activity. You mindlessly took notes of his lecture as you let Jungkook's defense get to your head. You were in disbelief that he was able to defend his stance so well, let alone it feeling like he was calling you out.
You shook off the idea of ever pursuing a relationship with Minho, but you were content with your relationship as it is. You didn't think it needed to be anything more, nor did it seem like Minho was interested in you that way. No, he definitely doesn't seem like it. With how much he would scold you and nag you, he was taking more of a motherly role towards you than anything else.
You looked at Jungkook through your peripheral vision, where you noticed he'd glance a few times at your direction while taking his own notes. You didn't think much of it. After all, all you could think about was either he has his own experience with relationships with a close friend or that he's just that damn good at debates.
Once the professor ended the lecture, you started to put your things away into your backpack when a familiar voice called your name.
"I'm sorry if I accused you of something there, [Y/N]. If I hurt your feelings in any way, I didn't mean to." Jungkook said, his bag hanging off one shoulder as he apologetically scratched the back of his head.
"N-no, you didn't hurt me at all! You're actually really good at debates! I have no doubt you'll ace this class with flying colors." You felt guilty at the possibility that your reaction made him overthink his words, but it also made you feel good to see that he cared about his actions if it did affect you. He truly is a kind person.
"You think so? Thank you, I'm glad to hear it!" his smile returned, never failing to send your heart leaping for joy at the sight. "I'm especially glad to hear it now that we'll be working together for the next project."
'Huh?' Oh, that's right. You recall that towards the end of the lecture, the professor mentioned that we'll be working with that same partner for the next project. You'll be either revisiting the same topic you've debated against for the class activity or decide on a different one. Either way, you'll have a longer timer of ten minutes to make sure you're able to debate against the other side. As each day passes by, you'll have to send written reports and updates of how your side of the speech is going while working with your partner to make sure you touch base on both sides. This meant...
"I guess we should exchange contact information so that we can keep each other accountable with our respective updates, huh?" you said, hoping any ounce of your excitement and nervousness was not apparent in your voice.
"Yeah, if you don't mind!"
With that, you both exchanged phone numbers and said your goodbyes as Jungkook walked away with his friend, who was waiting outside the door for him. As soon as he disappeared from sight, you immediately pulled out your personal messages with Minho.
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To be continued...
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hey!! i was wondering if you can do some headcanons for a reader who has a massive plushie collection with barou, rin, aryu, hiori, and niko(underrated king i need more content about him). they wouldn’t even guess that reader would be the type of person to collect that sort of stuff until they see that literally every corner of their room is filled with plushies (literally my dream). they can also tell that it must’ve cost a lotttt of money to gather that much. maybe they even recognize some of their favorite characters in the collection
can be platonic or romantic connections with the characters. i don’t mind either way! feel free to remove any character if it’s too much. thank youuuu <33
Adding two more characters cause <3 I love plushies so much (I also collect them)
Characters: Barou, Rin, Aryu, Hiori, Niko, Raichi, Tokimitsu
Requests open! - masterlist
Tags: gn!reader, can be seen as platonic or romantic
The first time Barou walks into your room, he's shocked at the sight of your plushies. Not because he thinks you're weird for collecting them (okay, maybe a little) but because he hates how unorganized they are. Why are some of them all over the floor? Why do they take up an unnecessarily big amount of space on your bed? Before he even says anything, Barou starts tidying up your plushy collection. He's sorting them by franchises and colours and also putting them in places where they look the best. Barou wants you to keep them this neatly because he thinks if they mean so much to you, you should treat your plushies with care like this.
Rin doesn't understand why you have so many plushies. And even less does he understand why you would spend so much money on them. He tries to not say anything judgy, but the look on his face while he observes your room says everything. And the longer Rin stays in your room, the more uncomfortable he gets. He feels watched by the many eyes of your plushies which creeps him out a little. This guy loves horror movies but gets creeped out by cute plushies? Apparently, yes. But you get to have fun teasing him about that. Although, over time he slowly gets used to your plushies. And after a few more weeks, he actually starts liking them.
Aryu absolutely adores every single one of your plushies ever since the first moment he got to see them. He buys a lot of clothes which are actually meant for baby dolls, but dresses your plushies in them instead. Each time he visits you, he's having the time of his life dressing up all the plushies together with you and taking photos of them. For some plushies, he doesn't find any fitting clothing, so Aryu starts sewing some on his own. They may be plushies, but he knows you love them, so they deserve to be stylish. They absolutely need to be stylish.
Seeing your plushies for the first time caught Hiori completely off guard. He didn't expect your room to look like that at all, but he quickly starts loving them. He's not vocal about it, but it's obvious how much he adores every single one of your plushies. His attention constantly drifts off and instead of looking at you, his gaze wanders to the shelf full of plushies right behind you. He hasn't thought about plushies in a very long time, but now he kind of wants to have one for himself. Luckily, before he leaves your place, you put a cute little blue bunny plush into his hands.
Niko doesn't seem to mind your plushies at first. He doesn't think anything of them and mostly ignores the fact that they are even there. But then he spots some plushies of anime characters on your desk. He knows most of the characters, but not all of them. So he obviously gets curious and starts asking questions about which animes they're from. Niko already owns a bunch of anime merch, but for some reason, he hasn't thought about buying plushies of his favourite characters until now when he got the idea because of you. He's already thinking about which ones he wants to get, but he'll probably need your help to decide. Of course your answer will be to buy all of them.
Raichi's first reaction to your plushies should have been predictable. But you're still startled for a moment when he walks over to one of the big plushies and punches it without hesitation. After asking why he did that, Raichi only laughs and says he thinks it's funny. Then he continues doing the same to other plushies, thinking you find it funny as well. Only when he looks back at you he realizes you don't think it's funny at all and you're getting upset instead. Raichi feels embarrassed and quickly apologizes, but he doesn't feel like that's enough, so he goes on and apologizes to every plushie he punched as well.
Tokimitsu treats your plushies extremely gently with a lot of care, almost as if they were real living beings. Every time he touches them he does it very carefully and whenever he pushes one to the side only by a little bit, he apologizes to the plushie. Tokimitsu knows how much every single plushie means to you. That's why he wants to treat them with as much care as he can, because that's how he knows you treat him. And of course, he treats you like that as well. It's always cute to watch whenever he interacts with your plushies and how he talks to them with genuine care.
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gosmigenergy · 6 months
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KINKTOBER 2023 / Day Twenty Eight
( Will ‘Ironhead’ Miller x F!Reader )
CUCKOLDING / APHRODISIACS / TEMPERATURE PLAY
Summary: Will suggests you both try a tasty aphrodisiac, things are guaranteed to get messy.
Day Twenty Eight of @absurdthirst's Kinktober
Rating: Mature 18+
Warnings: Language, a lot of food talk, food play, licking, biting, teasing, brief oral - female receiving, dry humping, no use of Y/N
Word Count: 2k
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“So, what have you got planned for tonight?”
“Who says I’ve planned anything?”
Your eyes narrowed, Will doesn’t plan specifically for that night but usually, he has something up his sleeve. He rests his elbows on the countertop, matching your stance to wind you up a little. You cock your head to the side and bat your eyelids.
“How can I deny that look?” He chuckles, “I thought we’d try some natural aphrodisiacs, could get messy though.”
Your stomach does a somersault.
“It’s not the powder is it?”
That night with Frankie and Santiago was enough to put you off the stuff even if it was all good fun. You felt the after effects for days.
“I couldn’t possibly do that to you, sweetheart. My suggestion is a lot more tasty.”
The corner of your lips curl as he steps away from the breakfast bar and heads to the fridge. Opening the door, you hear the crumpling of a plastic container before other food stuff was placed on top.
When he turns round, you know exactly what he’s thinking. He puts the pallet of strawberries and dark chocolate on the counter in front of you.
“Do you know how to melt chocolate without burning it?”
“I looked it up online,” he shrugs, “but I did get squirt chocolate just in case.”
Oh yes, things were going to get messy.
You offer to help him melt the chocolate, the instructions he found were intended for a microwave but you saw it best to use the stovetop. It’s easier to burn in the microwave, at least this way you can keep an eye on it.
He dumped a huge bag of chocolate chips into a pyrex bowl and placed it on top of a pan of boiling water. He gently folded it, his large hand wrapped around a spoon, until it became a smooth, glossy liquid.
“Ok, grab the strawberries,” he said.
You’d washed them and presented them in a bowl to make them seem romantic and followed him to the bedroom.
“I don’t think that blanket will survive chocolate,” your brows knot.
“It’ll be fine, Bunny.”
He’d happily buy a new one anyway, to match his sheets better. He spreads it out so it covers the bed and rests the hot bowl, taking the tea towel back to the kitchen. You switch on the lamps and put the strawberries down.
When he comes into the room, he switches off the main light.
“Better take those clothes off,” he smiles knowingly.
“Even the underwear?”
“Even the underwear.”
Naked, the pair of you climb onto the bed. He stretches onto his side, propping himself up on his elbow and you sit on your legs near him. The bowls were balanced precariously in the middle. Your eyes explore how the light hits his body, light shadows casting under his abdominals leading towards the v shape forming between his hips, his flaccid cock.
“You’re already distracted.”
Your attention comes back to his face, his expression soft. 
The temperature in your cheeks rises.
“Do you want any of these delicious looking strawberries or—“
“No, I do,” your mouth was watering but not from the fruit.
He always thought it was cute when you got flustered, the embarrassment spreading to your flushed chest.
Taking the biggest strawberry, he dipped it in the chocolate and twisted to stop it from dripping. He brought it to your lips and you opened your mouth before sinking your teeth into the juicy fruit. The sweetness of the chocolate took away the sharpness, blending it into a satisfying taste. It took over your tastebuds and you hummed as you swallowed.
“Thought you’d like it,” he said, dipping it again, bringing it back to your mouth for you to finish.
“I better not be eating all of these myself.”
“I’ll have a couple.”
You return the favour except Will has the capability to eliminate the strawberry in one bite.
“It’s no fun if you do that,” you sigh.
“I much prefer watching your mouth around it.”
You fumble and drop an entire berry in the mixture, “I’m not scooping that out.”
The two of you continue until he refuses and feeds you a few more. His once smooth motions become sloppy, purposefully smothering the berry in chocolate and smearing it over your lips.
“Only one more,” you say, gesturing a hand, “I’ve already had too much.”
He nods, dipping the last strawberry, submerging it so it’s fully covered. Bringing it to your lips, he pulls it away and you pout, your attempt to chase it failing.
“Here.”
He holds his hand steady and when you’re millimetres away, he draws it along your cheek.
“Will!”
The strawberry is shoved into your mouth before you have the chance to argue. You talk as you chew.
“You did that on purpose.”
“Maybe I did.”
He waits for you to finish before stretching, his face coming to yours. His tongue licks the chocolate from your cheek then he kisses your lips. You blink when he moves away from you, your lips parted in surprise.
He dips two fingers into the bowl, “It would be a shame to waste all this chocolate.”
You open your mouth to him as he slips in the fingers, wrapping your lips around the thick digits. Your tongue rolls and twists as you suckle softly, making sure you take all the sweet coating. His fingers pop from your mouth.
“You trust me?”
You smile coyly, “Of course.”
Straightening up, he reaches for his bedside table and opens a draw. He pulls out a silky ribbon, wide enough to cover your eyes and shuffles behind you to tie it on. It wraps around your head three times, your fingers hovering incase it needs to be held in place yet it doesn’t. You feel the knot tighten, bunching up your hair as he double binds it.
“Can you see anything?”
You shake your head, all that was in your vision was the colour pink.
“Promise.”
You nod as he takes your hand and kisses your palm. He moves in front of you, fingertips skimming your legs and stomach before he speaks again.
“Lay back.”
You lean, hands planted on the mattress as you unfurl your legs from beneath you. Carefully, you rest your upper body to the bed and spread yourself out, toes accidentally poking him as you did so. You breath deeply, trying to focus on the bed, on him.
“I’m ready,” you call out.
He coats his two fingers and thumb before spreading the chocolate over your lips with his thumb, you happily accept it. Once you’ve licked most of it off, he draws down your neck, feeling your vein pump underneath the skin. He stops as he reaches your collar bone, leaning back to admire his work. Licking his lips, he settles his hands either side of your head, dropping his face gradually.
His hot breath dances across your neck and your breath stutters.
He presses his tongue flat and licks over your collarbone, lapping up the sweetness all the way up to your jaw. You moan, tipping your head so he could get underneath. He kisses your jawline before lifting himself up again, arm lengthening to grab the edge of the pyrex bowl.
Mixing the liquid with the spoon, he gathers as much as he can.
He lifts his legs, placing them on the outside of yours and look down on your relaxed frame. He tips the spoon above you, studying as the chocolate begins to fall on your skin.
The initial droplet makes you flinch.
Shaking the piece of cutlery, he decorates your body in line of chocolate from your chest to your belly button. He admits it goes everywhere, some of it spraying on his thighs, others blobbing on your mound, along your bikini line.
Once he’s done with that, he discards the spoon and scoop with his fingers. He smears some around the curve of your breasts and over your nipples, a couple of brushes on your thighs. You feel two fingers cover your lips in chocolate and hear the slurp as he cleans his own fingers. He doesn’t tell you this but you assume you’re not allowed to lick it yourself.
He starts at the bottom.
His hands come down to your legs as he draws up with his nose. He flattens his tongue as he runs up your thigh, feeling you shiver, your breath hitching. When he reaches the crease between your hip and leg, he nips with his teeth before quickly soothing with his tongue. Then he repeats the action on the other side.
He notched the tip of his nose against your clit as he licked your folds. You shiver, your arousal pooling on his tongue and you feel him smile as your legs close around his frame.
As he pulls back, you wriggle your hips, desperate to get him back.
“Please, just a little more.”
He shakes his head, tutting before moving onto the droplets either side of the long strip. You moan as you welcome his lips back to your body, even if it’s not at your wet pussy. He swiftly took away the chocolate with the point of his tongue, grazing softly with teeth.
You couldn’t stop thinking about what your view would look like if you weren’t blindfolded. The flecks of platinum blonde in his crown, the muscles working on his broad shoulders as he brings himself close, arms holding him steady. And as he continues to lick and bite, your every honeyed noise would make his cock twitch and grow.
Your belly was getting warm.
Once you’re clean around the edges, he goes to your stomach, laying his tongue flat above your belly button. He drags it up bit by bit, not rushing, savouring the taste as you arch your back for him to take. Flicking his tongue up at your chest, he goes back to the bottom to start over, making sure he gets as much off as he can.
Next, he moves onto your breast, tucking under the curve to get the chocolate there before focusing on the nipples. Using the tip of the tongue, he circles the edge, nudging the mini metal balls that make your nipples go puffy. He takes one in his mouth and sucks gently, hearing the sigh escape from your lips as your head tips backwards.
He nips you just for good measure, your one hand running through his hair, tugging lightly.
Moving to the other, he does the same thing but when he bares his teeth, he nibbles before biting harder.
“Fuck,” you hiss, pulling his hair to match his strength.
He soothes with his tongue and mouth, popping your nipple from his mouth. Removing your hand from his head, he lay it down to the mattress as he straightened up to admire the view.
Your chest was beginning to rise and fall more frequently, skin shiny from his saliva and the corner of his lips curl when he notices the chocolate still on your lips. He expected you to lick it off ages ago, that sweet tooth of yours making it hard to resist, he was impressed.
Taking your ankles, he hooks them over his waist before returning to you, pushing his crotch into your mound. His cock is heavy, hot as he ruts into your folds, his length brushing on your sensitive bundle of nerves. You whine, ankles locking to bring him closer, seeking the friction to satisfy for building desire.
He returned his hands either side of you, stopping his hips as he hovered his face in front of yours. He can hear how shaky your breath is, see your throat bob as you swallow in anticipation, his breath dancing over your cheeks.
Sinking down, he slotted his lips to yours, the chocolate smearing over your cupid’s bow and catching in his whiskers. Your tongues both fight for dominance, licking the sweet treat from each other’s faces. His tongue forced it’s way into your mouth. He starting to roll his hips and caught your thick groan.
As he began to pull back, he sunk his teeth into your bottom lip, sucking hard for that last sugary hit. 
Your lips were prickling.
He moved away from you when you chased his lips, hips halted and you heard him chuckle wickedly as he crept further away.
You scream through gritted teeth, throwing your head back as your fingernails buried into the covers.
“Will, please, just fuck me already.”
Will laughed, chocolates and strawberries really were aphrodisiacs.
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shessoft · 9 days
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okay so i have a jeep wrangler right and its a thing among each other to wave when we pass by it's literally called the Jeep Wave and in the beginning i was like 'this is culty' and people make having a jeep their entire personality which is still true but honestly when i don't get a wave back i'm like 'well excuse tf outta me then'
Also duck duck jeep guys it’s a whole little culture it’s wild
anyway Regina George (2024) drives a jeep wrangler...(I linked pictures so you can get the whole vibe)
And when she first gets it she doesn’t realize she’s being waved at until Karen points it out one day. She thinks it’s weird and lame. Like “why do I have to acknowledge these losers?” She starts waving back when she’s alone in her car but she'd never admit it.
Eventually she starts initiating the wave out of habit and when the girls give her amused glances she says “whatever it’s just a reflex.”
Karen tries to buy her one of those fake hands to put on her dash but she shuts that down immediately because “gross Karen that’s fucking stupid.”
Suddenly she’s getting road rage when she thinks someone intentionally doesn’t wave back despite Gretchen’s very valid point. “Regina, its dark and rainy, they probably can’t see you over your high beams.” She just complains that she can't see them either but she still waved.
Another time the girls tell her all about the history of the ‘jeep wave’ and that there is a hierarchy according to their intense google search. Regina ignores them as she flips off the driver of a blue jeep instead, mumbling “bitch” under her breath.
Karen buys her a wave decal for her mirror. She lets her put it on.
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Much to Regina’s chagrin Karen learns what ducking is. “I saw Aaron and his friends covering their goalies jeep in them! So I looked it up and it this whole game-“
“Ugh Karen, no.”
“But it’s so cute, Gina look!” She’s cradling a yellow rubber duck in her hands, dressed in pink and wearing heart sunglasses, in an attempt to coax Regina into letting her duck her jeep.
“It’s very cute, babe, but you’re not putting that on my car. Also, I think you’re supposed to do it secretly…” she trails off when she sees Karen’s mouth drop open the slightest bit.
“Wait, you know about the ducks?” Her surprised expression makes Regina chuckle.
“Yes, Kare I know about the ducks. Why don’t you keep it? It’s too cutesy for me.”
“Oh, okay.”
A week goes by and she starts finding different ducks in various places on her jeep, while Karen insists it’s not her. She just smiles and throws them in her bag trying not to draw attention to it. She still thinks it’s lame but it makes Karen happy. After a year or so Karen stops ducking her jeep all together, because she just forgets about their little game but Regina is fine with it. She still has a tower of ducks in her room wearing ridiculous outfits.
But one morning at the start of senior year she finds a little surprise perched on her driver side mirror. It's a little duck, this time it’s all pink and wearing bunny ears. She feels her eyes sting with the threat of tears when she catches herself smiling. This one she puts on her dashboard for all to see.
She regrets it in the end because now the ducks have come back tenfold. She really has no where to put them but Karen, and now even Janis, are having way too much fun with it. So she keeps her mouth shut. Until one day when she starts to find mini ducks, not just in her jeep but in her house, her locker, honestly anywhere they could think of she finds a mini duck. There are hundreds and she knows this was Janis’ doing. It had to be. She keeps quiet though, slowly collecting them until she has an absurd amount. She’s sure she’ll find more but she easily has almost two hundred collected so she gives them to Janis. She had one of the girls on the robotics team rig a gift box so they would fly everywhere when said box was opened. Janis falling off her seat at lunch made it all worth it. Hearing the girl curse her under her breath while trying to save face as Karen cracked up was the icing on the cake.
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Regina also has mirror decals (also gifted by Karen). On her visor mirror it says hello gorgeous. (Or any of these. Honestly there are so many options.) Her rearview mirror says buckle up bitches. And the passenger mirror says passenger princess. For Karen.
Gretchen obviously gets the whole backseat to herself and she controls the aux cord.
Janis gets her this for the back window.
Y'all there are things called easter eggs please Janis would put one on the windshield and see how long it takes Regina to notice.
@erikahenningsen tagging a stranger person because reasons
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Little Web Guest
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Ben Barnes x Reader (Family AU)
Bonus One-shot
Summary: Ben's online interview get's interrupted by his cheeky toddler.
Alternate version: Cute Interruption
Warnings: none
Word count: 3.4K
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It was early morning and the start of a busy day like any other. Ben and his wife, (Name), began their daily morning routine but with the addition of setting up the home library for Ben’s online interview. The actor would usually make his appearance through the webcam in his office, or in the living room, but today he thought their home library would be a good place and display as his background. He’d thought to make a good but simple impression of a modest and literate environment. Overall, Ben liked to share his love of reading and the library played a good part for him to display his collection of Leigh Bardugo’s books, kept on his shelves.
“You all set up for your interview, babe?” (Name) had asked him at the kitchen table. Ben looked up from the newspaper and smiled at his beautiful wife, “Ready as I’ll ever be.” He then set his sights on the chair between him and his wife that was occupied by the family’s beloved angel, their daughter, Eleanor Tricia Barnes, Ellie for short (But to daddy…she was ‘bunny’).
“Look at you, bunny,” Ben said in pure joy and adoration as he addressed his baby girl. Little Ellie’s attention was captured by the voice that she loved hearing since in her mother’s womb; she then smiled wide as she looked at her father. “Such a good girl eating all your eggs.” Ellie was four years old and still a picky eater but (Name) and Ben managed. They both were raising a wonderful little girl.
“Did you enjoy breakfast, bunny?” Ben asked his girl. Ellie nodded back and replied, “Yeess, daddy!”
“And what do we say to mommy?” he gestured to mama bear. Ellie turned her head to face you, “Thank you, mommy! Really yummy!”
“It was?” (Name) cooed to her daughter, “Aww thank you, baby. Mommy is so happy you enjoyed your food.” Ellie giggled loud as her mother ambushed her with kisses over her soft cherub face. “Ha ha ha! Mommy! Mommy, stop! It tickles!”
Ben laughed at the hilarious and heartwarming scene in front of him. Oh, how he loved his family. They were his entire world. Breakfast was over and it was time for Ben to reconnect (virtually) with his fellow cast members now friends in preparation for the interview. With the pandemic putting filming projects on hold or rescheduled most of the time, it gave Ben the opportunity to spend more time with his family.
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“Everything good?” (Name) asked Ben as he fixed himself facing his laptop. He gave a smile and nodded, “Yeah. I am all set for the interview…all that’s left is to-” “Daddy?” a soft, young voice interrupted the two from the doorway. Eleanor leaned against the entrance, her small palm hovering over the doorknob. (Name) and Ben could see her pigtails peek out the door. She certainly looked so adorable like a curious little bunny, their little bunny, that is.
“What is it, baby?” (Name) asked. Eleanor gave no reply but ran to her father whilst clutching her stuffed bunny rabbit.
“Daddy?” she asked.
“Yes, bunny?” Ben asked.
“C-can you read to me and Floppsy a story, please?”
“Aww sorry Bunny, not now. Daddy has to work but I can read it to you and Floppsy as soon as I’m done,” he promised her as he kneeled to her height.
“You’re not going away again, are you? You just got here!” she exclaimed out of confusion with impending sadness. Ben had returned home barely a week ago from his earlier interviews with his cast members in person.
Ben and (Name) noticed their daughter was getting anxious with how jittery she became. Eleanor looked down as she clutched Floppsy tightly to her chest. The parents were quick to pull their daughter into their arms to help put her at ease. (Name) patted and rubbed her daughter’s back, “No, no, baby! Daddy’s not going anywhere.”
“He-he’s n-not?” she sniffled.
“No, my sweet. Daddy’s going to an online meeting. He’ll just be seated here and talk in the camera from the laptop,” her mother explained to her. Eleanor looked to her father who now had his palms caressing her cherub cheeks. “Is that true?” she asked him.
His thumbs wiped away the stray tears that fell from his little girl's glossy eyes, “Yes, bunny…” he whispered softly, “I’m not going anywhere. I will be right here, working on my laptop while chatting with some folks.”
The girl sniffled again and wrapped her arms tight around her daddy’s neck.
“Ok daddy.”
(Name) smiled at the sweet and heartwarming scene in front of her. Her baby girl clinging to her daddy as if he would disappear. Ben hugged back and tight. He was happy to be home and hold his daughter in his arms. A very faint smell of his bunny’s shampoo wafted in his face as he gave a big kiss on her head. She smelled of mango and orange blossom with a hint of vanilla. Ben loved his baby’s scent so much as it gave him the feeling of warmth, love, and safety. But most of all it gave him a sense of fatherhood. After all, his baby girl fell in love with the scent and claimed it as her signature scent.
“It’s almost time for the web interview, Ben,” (Name) said hurriedly.
“Oh right. Bunny, daddy is going to be busy for an hour at least. So why don’t you play with mommy in the meantime.”
“Okay!”
“Alright then, let’s leave daddy to work now, Ellie.” (Name) brought her hand out which Eleanor was quick to grasp in her own tiny ones.
“Bye, bye, daddy,” Ellie waved as she and her mother walked out the library.
“Bye, bye, bunny. I love you.”
“LUV YOU, DADDY!!” she proclaimed loudly which caused both adults to laugh.
“Good luck with the interview, my love!” (Name) wished him the best.
“Thank you.” He really was a blessed man to have such a loving family.
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Now while Ben was doing his online interview, his family occupied themselves with their own activities. (Name) was sat down on a small chair playing a game of cafe with her baby girl who was currently her baker and server at the moment. And what an adorable baker/server she was. Ellie was dressed in her pink apron with her baker’s cap that covered her pigtails.
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(Name) and Ben set up a whole kitchen playset in their daughter’s playroom. It had a fridge, an oven, a microwave, plus some (or perhaps many) accessories, even a working sink that Ben helped install. Ben was the most doting father, Eleanor could have. He spoiled her so much that (Name) would have to intervene and place her foot down.
All in all he was a good father.
“Here you go mommy…one eh-ee-éclair!” the girl cutely struggled to pronounce the French pastry name as she placed the toy version on the table. “And two chocolate chip cookies for Floppsy!” Of course, her best-stuffed bunny had to be included. She never went anywhere nor played any game without Floppsy.
“Ooh that looks delicious, chef Eleanor, mmm…” (Name) then pretend munched on the toy éclair, “Mm! So good. You are an amazing baker. Don’t you think so, Floppsy?”
“Ha ha ha! Thank you, mommy.”
“Speaking of chocolate chip cookies, how about you and mommy head over to the kitchen for a little snack?”
“Yay! Come on, Floppsy!”
The girl grabbed her cotton-filled companion and ran to the kitchen while stomping on her little socked feet which only sounded like tiny thumps. It made the woman chuckle at her daughter's delightful sounds when she ran around in her adorable toddler-sized socks.
“No running, baby,” she called out to her softly so as to not disturb her husband.
(Name) plated some cookies and a glass of warm milk for Ellie to snack on. “And for Floppsy?” she asked for her longtime pal.
“Floppsy’s been putting on a few pounds so he’s going on a carrot diet.” With that, she placed a small plate with chopped-up carrots. She knew if she set a cookie for Floppsy, her daughter would sneak it for herself. She didn’t want to ruin little Eleanor’s appetite for lunch hour. So this was just a small treat for Ellie to keep her occupied.
Now mind you, Eleanor Tricia Barnes is a good girl, and (Name) and Ben had done themselves proud for raising a bright young girl. But with how Ben was closely overwhelmed with new projects and interviews, he’d be away from home a lot more often which has made the little Barnes miss him a lot more often as well.
“Is daddy done now?” Ellie asked with stray cookie crumbs around her mouth.
“Not yet, my love. He’ll be done once he leaves the library,” her mother informed her apologetically. (Name) knew how much she wanted to spend every moment with the man she’s adored and loved since she was conceived (a bit of an exaggeration but you get the point).
“But I want daddy to read to me now.”
“I know, I know. But he’s busy at the moment, Ellie. You can watch some cartoons if you’d like,” (Name) offered.
“Yay!”
“So what are we watching?”
“Bluey!”
“Why am I not surprised? Hahaha!” She really loved that show and her mother could not blame her… it’s a really good show.
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It had barely been 10 minutes and Eleanor was getting restless. Her mother had gone off to the kitchen to prepare lunch for the family and she was told to remain seated in the living room and to occupy herself with the TV. But you know kids, they have an acute attention span and patience. So this was her chance to sneak off without her mother looking.
And off she went with Floppsy dragged by her side. The girl reached the door to the library and stood on tippy toes to carefully open the door. She stuck her tongue out struggling to twist the knob of the door. Her ears picked up her father’s voice muffled through the door. This prompted the girl to work harder as she felt motivated to know her father was on the other side.
“Daddy…” she whispered in desperation. Eleanor loved both her parents equally but she was a daddy’s girl through and through. Since birth, Eleanor had realized a love of listening to her father read to her. Every day whenever Ben was home, there was a designated time for him and his daughter to have their own bonding session and that was storybook time. The girl was learning fast in her reading times and it benefitted her education process. (Name) once claimed they were raising a future bookworm. Like father, like daughter. But (Name) didn’t complain for she found it a beautiful trait in her family.
 The doorknob clicked open which made the girl sigh in relief and in victory. She poked her head through the entrance and looked inside to find her father sitting on the couch with his Macbook on the coffee table.
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Ben heard an audible yet gentle murmur call out to him which he recognized straight away. He turned his head in the direction of the door and saw his little girl, his bunny, leaning against the ajar door. “Daddy, are you finished?” she asked with a pair of her dark doe eyes and a cute little pout. The man in question was slightly stunned but was overcome by pure glee. It didn’t matter that his little bunny interrupted him. Not at all.
“Almost, sweetie,” he smiled, “I’m sorry for keeping you long.”
The girl just gave her father a heartwarming smile as she rushed to him whilst clutching her stuffed bunny. Ben placed his daughter on her lap and gave her a kiss on her head.
“Who’s this lovely young lady?” a voice called out from Ben’s laptop which caught both the Barnes’ attention. ‘Oh right, the interview,’ Ben realized quickly. Since he and his wife had Eleanor, they made it their mission to keep their daughter away from social media platforms and secure their family’s privacy. They were just reserved and felt that their domestic lifestyle remained as it is. Private.
So maybe it wouldn’t hurt that their darling angel just makes a small appearance for an online panel interview. Besides, it was out of his hands.
“Bunny, you want to say ‘Hi’?” he said to her. Eleanor looked to the screen of her father’s laptop that he would let her play games on and watch her favorite show, Bluey, she smiled and gave a wave. “Hi!’ she shouted in excitement. Everyone said hello to her back enthusiastically.
“This is my daughter, Eleanor,” Ben told them, “I thought mommy kept her eye on you.”
“She did…but I tricked mommy! But shh…” continued the little troublemaker, “don’t tell her.” The girl added in barely a whisper which the panel found funny and her father laughed at her cheeky behavior.
Eleanor smiled and looked closely at the screen and recognized her father’s cast mates. “Hi Auntie Jessie!” she exclaimed in joy at seeing her favorite person on the screen. Jessie and Ben became close friends since they began working in Shadow and Bone, so it was natural for Ben to introduce his family to them.
“Hi, Ellie! Is that Floppsy?” the actress asked.
“Yeah! Say ‘Hi’ Floppsy. Don’t be rude!” Her reply made everyone online laugh in hysterics.
“Hi Uncle Archie! Hi Uncle Freddy! Hi Auntie Amita! Hi Uncle Kitty!” she waved to the screen.
“No, no, little Barnes, it is pronounced Uncle Kit,” Kit lectured her in a mock-serious tone.
“Don’t listen to him, lovie. Kitty suits him,” Amita chuckled her retort.
Archie decided to intervene as he managed to control and dull his laughter. “Alright, alright,” he gained their attention, “no need to bicker, you have lovely names.”
“You’re not the one called ‘Kitty’. Back me up, Carter,” Kit called to his fellow costar and friend.
The ‘Kaz Brekker’ actor just gave a nonchalant shrug and replied, “You’re on your own, mate.”
“What?!”
“I’m really sorry, haha,” Ben added, “we seem to be delaying the interview. Bunny, can you go back to mommy and wait for me a little longer?”
A wave of sadness washed over Eleanor when her father asked her to wait. “But…but, it’s story time…” she whispered to him softly.
“I will read to you when daddy is finished. I promise. How’s about mommy reads to you and I read the rest when I come back?” he offered her a proposal. He really did not want to delay the online interview nor did his daughter have too much internet presence.
The girl shook her head in disagreement. Now, Eleanor didn’t dislike her mother reading to her. She just preferred that at this hour and the book she was currently reading be read aloud by her father as it was daddy-daughter time. Mommy usually read to her before bedtime. (Name)’s bedtime stories consisted of just making up stuff right on the spot or retelling her and Ben’s past. They were funny and dorky (just like her), and her stories were one of the best, indeed. But right now, Baby Barnes was feeling slightly impatient and was in need of her father’s attention.
“Why not little one?” called out Archie.
“I-It’s about a-a-animals and mommy says it wrong.”
Oh…Oh! There was a look of realization that washed over the faces of the cast members with a touch of amusement. They knew where this was going.
Ben just smiled and shook his head at his daughter’s blunt answer. “Now, Bunny…you can’t blame mommy for how she says things.”
“But it’s true! She always says ‘zee-bruh’…but it’s ‘zeh-bruh’!”
The cast and the interviewer let out a roar of laughter at the little girl’s rant.
“Ha ha ha, I know sweetie. But mommy’s American. Believe me…I’ve tried to re-educate her. She’s a lost cause...” Ben said morbidly but in a joking way which caused everyone even Eleanor to chuckle at his joke.
“Do my ears deceive me or am I just now hearing my husband and daughter make fun of my accent?” (Name) called out from the doorway.
“Uh oh…” Eleanor was busted.
“Uh oh, indeed. And by the way, there is nothing wrong with mommy’s accent,” she told them off in a playful manner.
“Yes, there is,” Ben and Eleanor said at the same time.
“You call chips, french fries, darling…that’s just wrong,” Ben pointed out. It was one of the things he and his wife argued about, but nothing bad. They just loved to debate their cultures and languages.
“Daddy right! Chips, mommy!”
(Name) playfully rolled her eyes and scoffed out “Hmh, Red coats”.
“Okay now simmer down. Ellie bun, let your daddy finish his work.”
“Aww…”
“I made pasta.”
“Bye, daddy!” She immediately jumped off his lap and left him like he was chopped liver. “Where has the love gone?” Kit chortled which caused the others to shake their head at his playful comment.
“Hah, I’m sorry for the interruption, babe,” his wife apologized to him.
“It’s alright, love,” he said sincerely, “In fact, she just was the life of the party.” Everyone agreed to that. She helped liven up the chat with her banter and sassy behavior.
“I’m glad she didn’t cause much trouble…anyway, we’ll leave you be. Love you.”
“I love you too.”
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“That kid of yours sure loves pasta huh Ben,” the interviewer pointed out to the actor. Ben smiled and gave a nod. “Yeah, especially when her mom cooks it.”
“She’s gotten sassier since I last saw her,” Jessie asked her co-star. This prompted Ben to give the story.
“Ha ha, yes. She’s made it a hobby actually. (Name)’s American background is one of my daughter’s targets for her cheeky insults.”
“Ooh really? Now that’s an interesting tale to tell,” Amita cooed at the thought of the little Barnes scolding her mom in her cute voice.
“I can actually give an example…Uhm…It happened months ago when we picked up Ellie from nursery. She was talking with her friends and one of them asked why her mom sounds different from the other moms. Ellie then replied that Mommy was from America and over there they talk funny,” Ben could barely keep a chuckle from escaping from his lips.
“Oh my god!” Jessie exclaimed in shock filled with delight at hearing the little Barnes’ mischief.
“Savage,” Archie shook his head playfully.
“Oh and there was also a time she started calling her mom ‘Dude’,” Ben loved that memory of when their daughter started throwing that phrase around the house.
This panel interview seemed to only be filled with more and more laughter and joy from listening to everybody share their family stories with the added bonus feature of a little web guest.
“I just wanna ask Ben uhm… do you and your wife debate each other on the aspects of your differing cultures?”
“We do. It’s all in good fun and education. They’re just silly arguments, really. Like uhh… I never could get enough how my wife… when she makes a cup of coffee, but to her, it’s a cup of Joe.”
“That doesn’t make sense,” Jessie laughed, “but it’s very interesting to hear that.”
“Oh remember when she made tea?” Amita asked her friends.
“Oh my days…” Archie groaned as his mind automatically replayed that ‘horrific’ day.
“I nearly cried when she showed us how it was made in her country,” Kit said in a mock-traumatized tone.
“There was also a time I brought (Name)’s sloppy joe’s to set for everyone to try,” Ben included.
“I never had a good first taste impression of the sloppy joe but when I tried (Name)’s *chef’s kiss gesture* So good!” Archie complimented.
“No argument there,” Freddy piped in.
“Americans can be weird but they do have their good qualities,” Amita said in good spirits.
“Yeah, it just means you have to look hard for the right one. Isn’t that right, Ben?” Freddy teased.
“Yeah. Without a doubt,” Ben didn’t deny his friend’s statement. Freddy was right. Ben was a slightly closed-off and private person back then. The actor preferred to reside in his home country and he didn’t predict he would settle with a beautiful, smart, kind, and American wife. Despite their differences, their qualities helped bring them closer and bring so much depth into their relationship.
Then there was their daughter, Eleanor. She was their pride and joy. Their everything, really. Little Ellie may have been raised in the posh style of the Brits but she grew to be bold and quite crazy like her American mother. She really was a perfect blend.
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Author's note:
This is an alternate but similar story to Cute Interruption which was a request. I had accidentally typed this story that didn't adhere to the request I was given (It's important to me that I give the people what they want in their stories). So I went and redid the story and left this one abandoned until I saw how it was still good enough to be shared with all of you. It's messy but I enjoyed writing it and didn't want it to go to waste.
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