#drabble wknd

[toxicanonymity]

do we have a rough eta for raiderjoel not to rush u I just love that toxic king 😭😭

nope but i love you for loving him and i'm about 1.5k in 🖤🖤🖤

I hope this wknd

Raider Joel

EDIT: I got sidetracked into a flashback so I'll have a flashback drabble for soon.

#raider!ask #toxic ask

[delos-mio]

20 with nikolai plsplspls

I love the Nik love!! Please enjoy :)

20. bandaging/stitching up an injury

The palace halls were nearly silent, only the quiet flickering of torches making any sort of sound. You padded softly on your way to your chambers, just about to turn the handle on your door, when a hiss made you stop in your tracks. There shouldn’t be anyone in your room, especially at this hour. You unsheath the blade on your hip, ready for who or whatever may be in there. You take a deep breath and throw the door open, blade outstretched.

But it was just him. Just. There was nothing “just” about Nikolai Lantsov. He was “just” the guy you were madly in love with, even if you were the only one who knew it.

“Are you insane?” you gasped, putting your dagger back in its rightful place. “Making a habit of hiding out in other people’s rooms is probably not the safest idea.”

Nikolai looked over his shoulder at you, hazel eyes mischievous. “What’s life without a little danger?”

You rolled your eyes and walked over to where he was seated by the fire. Once you rounded to stand in front of him, a dark swatch of red caught your eye immediately. Upon further investigation, there was a large gash running down Nikolai’s forearm. “What in the gods…”

“This is the reason I’m here, you see,” Nikolai said plainly. “I was hoping you’d be able to help.”

Without hesitation, you jogged to your bathroom, grabbing clean cloth and sterilizing supplies. Nikolai hadn’t moved an inch, only his eyes moving as he watched you kneel at his feet, pulling his arm out to inspect. “Do I even want to know what happened?”

“It’s quite a funny story, really,” he started, wincing only slightly as you applied alcohol to the wound. “I was on that hunt with the Shu Han delegates. There was a fox all alone and I knew if anyone else saw it, he wasn’t long for this world. I shooed him away successfully, but also tried to make it look like I tried valiantly to catch him.” You couldn’t stop the little grin that tugged on your lips. “In trying to do so, I kind of...called out one of my claws to make it look like there was a struggle?”

You paused and looked at him, the glow of the fire playing in his hazel eyes. “That was stupid.”

“Perhaps not one of my more clever ideas, but it did work,” he said and flashed you that megawatt smile that made your knees weak.

“You’re lucky I’m willing to help you,” you scolded with a smile, wrapping a bandage around the cut.

“You would deny helping your King?” he asked, arching an eyebrow. The look made you swallow hard and hold his gaze.

“Of course not,” you whispered, unaware that you were running your thumb over the pulse point on his wrist.

“Wonderful,” he smirked. Nikolai pushed his flaxen hair off his forehead and offered a hand to help you stand once again. “Maybe I should stay here for the night. So you can keep an eye on your patient, make sure nothing happens to me.”

Your mouth was suddenly dry, all thoughts that weren’t dirty images of Nikolai in your bed completely missing from your head. You managed to nod in agreement, Nikolai clearly pleased with your answer if that devilish glint in his eye was anything to go by.

#nikolai lantsov #nikolai lantsov x reader #shadow and bone #grishaverse #nikolai lantsov imagine #nikolai lantsov drabble #nikolai lantsov fanfic #shadow and bone fanfic #grishaverse fanfic #ask me #sweet anon #masterlist #drabble wknd

[drabbles-mc]

Your writing is fantastic and I found a few links to some of your writing but I'm not sure if I found it all. Do you have a link or can you point me in the right direction so I can have a binge reading wknd?! ❤

Ahh im so glad you like my writing so much!!

Here's the link to my masterlist, which is separated out by character! Happy reading 💞

#ask #asks #mrsstevenbuchananstark

[seijorhi]

asks :)

i love you guys 🥺

Acts of Devotion is now one of my faves. There's something about "setting the world on fire but never letting a flame touch her" kinda trope that makes my heart go doki doki. You did great Rhi! I'm telling you, you really did 😊 Also that tattooist Kuroo will now live rent free in my mind. Asdfghjkl. I'm crying. They're both BEAUTIFUL 💕 - 🍮

sgdgdhjfjfkflf thank you!!!! 🥺🥺🥺

question!! so i just read Bully and all of your drabbles (which were all wonderful shsihw) and i was wondering is iwa a yandere in the story too? if oikawa is a manipulative and obsessive yan, what kind of yan do you think iwa is?

i don’t wanna give too much away because i am intending to write more for bully soonish, but iwa’s kinda complicated in bully, he is protective and you better believe he’s possessive too, but you’ll just have to wait an see 😉

i am begging u to make that tattoo artist kuroo thirst a whole ass fic 😩

a bitch might be tempted 👀

I am cleaning out my likes and omg honey... You are like at least 90% of my recent likes and there is a clear demarcation line from when I started following u... It's responding to thirsts, ur drabbles, ur full fics (smut and implied), just being nice to ppl... I love ur whole blog so much?? It blows my mind omg 🙈 pls I love when ur active on here 💕 I hope your wknd has been wonderful and you got some beautiful sunlight over the past few days, you deserve a world bathed in gold, BD 💕🥰🥰

BBY!!! you’re so sweet ily!!! my weekend went far too quick, but i got some writing done which is always good - hopefully y’all will have two fics this week (do i say that every week? but it might be true this time) - i hope yours was good too! 💕 

oh to be rhi’s office coworker so we could discuss her fics all day 😔🤚

tbh i am very much a disappointment in person, much better online lmao 

There are moments when I read haikyuu yandere fics and I think I can write too, but then I watch episodes or videos on yt with them and I can't see anything but dorky kids having fun together.

How do you do it? 😭

i had a very long response typed up for this initially and i was worried that it came across as pretentious and preachy, so to answer in short - i always look at my yandere fics, even the in canon volleyball universe ones as au’s of sorts. i tend to take their canon characteristics - oikawa’s obsessive drive, the twins competitiveness and cocky attitude, kageyama’s perfectionism - and just twist it a little, make it worse and there you have your yandere character.

but there’s no right or wrong way to do it, and yandere doesn’t always have to mean knives out ‘i’ll kill you if you try to leave’ kinda thing. it could just as easily be an overprotective boyfriend who gets wildly jealous and wants to know where you are every second of the day, a friend who clings just a little too close, who likes it when it’s just the two of you, your stalker being the neighbour you spend two minutes talking to when you’re in the elevator. idk if any of this helps but 🤷‍♀️ if you wanna write it, i say go for it!

I really wanna buy one of those haikyuu hoodies but I literally don't know whose jersey/number to pick because I'm whore for all the captains (as everyone should be). And then, thanks to your writing Tendou, Semi (the musician backstage fic hit different), and Mattsun live rent free in my brain. So they're added to the mix too. Inadvertently, you're saving me money because I can't settle on one person - @ks350

you are very welcome bby. glad i can help haha 💕

Fushiguro is pretty tho 💕  

aint he though? low key in love with all of them tbh

Have you watched BSD?

i have not, sorry! 

Think you're gonna write a Gojo fic? - @ghostfromtheshoebox (it won’t let me tag you bby, sorry!!)

i’m considering it 👀

#BD answers #ask #anon #ks350 #ghostfromtheshoebox #🍮 anon

[park-loins]

ok tell me that pic of tae with his arm around jimin's back doesn't look like they're at a work party and tae's introducing his hot fiance to his coworkers. like they've got cocktails in their free hands and jin's about to say something about finally meeting the guy pasted all over tae's cubicle. i'm in too deep loinzilla help

It literally does and you know Kim Taehyung would have photos of all kinds of his man tacked up on every free inch of his goddamn walls, including some that bossman Kim Namjoon probably made him take down because yes they’re beautiful and I know you’re proud but tasteful nudes aren’t work-appropriate, Tae, but damn that boy is proud and he is introducing Jimin to every single person in that office including the security guard and the cleaning crew. 

#my inc. loving ass almost wrote a drabble but then i decided to work on my big fic instead #WHICH i should be publishing the first chapter of this wknd fyi #if i don't sissy out #dfn: replies #anon #vmin #ships #Anonymous

[lightsaroundyourvanity]

send me prompts this wknd i wanna write drabbles (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

#bumbleby #crosshares #schneekos #anything #rwby

[meowmerson]

I just spent a couple of hours browsing through your #meow writes tag while lounging on the couch and drinking chai. It was a delightful morning & I wanted to say thanks for sharing your drabbles. Happy Wknd!

aAAWWW!!!!!! THANK YOU!!!! im glad you like them and im glad you had a lovely morning!!!! happy weekend to you as well!!!!

[delos-mio]

19 and Our King

I admittedly changed the meaning of this prompt juuuuust a touch. Hopefully the rest will make up for it and you won't hate me too much :)

19. high fiving - Nikolai Lantsov

And you get a drabble! And YOU get a drabble!

“Ok, double or nothing,” Nikolai pleaded.

“Aren’t you sick of losing?” you grinned, taking a long drink from the bottle of kvas next to you. You had already taken him for a significant amount of money, several favors, and unlimited access to his personal library. But Nikolai refused to believe that he was not a naturally skilled dart thrower.

Nikolai was already up at the target, pulling the red and blue darts from the board. You watched his toned arms as they made easy work of the points wedged in the cork.

“Ah, but the payout if I win?” he teased, grinning back at you over his shoulder, “Well, that makes it worth the gamble, my dear.”

You really didn’t want to give up all that you’d won, not that you were worried about losing or anything. But you also saw an opportunity to play another game with Nikolai. “How about a new bet?” you asked. His interest piqued, his hazel eyes met yours and he raised an eyebrow that urged you to continue. “If you win, you can forget about everything I've won so far this evening, and I’ll stay in your room tonight.”

“Really now?” The look on his face was both interested and arrogant, playful and wanting. “Don’t make a promise you can’t keep,” he said walking back to you and handing you the set of 3 red darts. “And if you win?”

“I get everything I've already won and you leave me alone forever,” you smirked as his brows knit together.

“Those are some high stakes,” he said, stepping forward and taking aim. “Can’t wait to see how lovely you look in the morning.” He released the dart, scoring 20 points. As he continued to gloat, he raised his hand for a high five, which you swatted away, rolling your eyes and pushing him aside.

With great concentration, you lined up your shot and let your dart fly. 20 points for you as well. Nikolai stepped back up and flicked his wrist, sending another blue dart to the board. 15 points. He huffed a little, concerned he may lose his bet after all. You took your second shot and scored another 20 points.

“Getting nervous?” you teased, leaning back on one of the dark wooden stools behind you. Nikolai took a quick shot straight from the bottle and shook out his scarred hands. He pushed back his golden hair from his forehead and focused his gaze. It was his last chance to beat you, and maybe his last chance to be with you. He let his last dart go, hitting the outer bullseye.

“Better luck next time,” he smirked, walking back to you. It didn’t register to him that you had already lined up your shot. “I don’t think my bed will have ever been as warm as–” But his back was still turned to the board.

“I wouldn’t be so sure.” You raised your eyebrows and he turned on his heels to look at the target. Bullseye. You had bested him for the 4th time tonight. He let out a groan, his ego bruised not only from losing a game, but from losing a bet that resulted in him falling asleep alone. Again. “Tough break.”

“Let’s go one more game–”

“No! You lost!” you declared. He stared at you for a moment, trying to devise a way to make you stay. But he didn’t have to. In an instant, you were draping your arms over his broad shoulders and whispering in his ear. “But I think you should still probably show me your room.” As you pulled away, he gave you that playful look you’d found yourself thinking about day and night.

“Right this way, darling.”

#nikolai lantsov #nikolai x reader #nikolai lantsov x reader #shadow and bone #grishaverse #nikolai lantsov imagine #nikolai lantsov drabble #nikolai lantsov fanfic #shadow and bone fanfiction #grishaverse fanfiction #ask me #dani tag #masterlist #drabble wknd

[delos-mio]

for the drabble weekend, could you do #1 and #42 for a fluffy logan delos?

If you seek a tender, fluffly Logan, look no further.

1. touching foreheads 42. braiding the other’s hair

“Princess? You home?” Logan called out, but you couldn’t raise your voice above a whisper.

You were soaking in the tub, letting the humidity of the room seep into your chest, praying it would help cure you of the cold from hell. It was rare for you to leave early, but after breaking into cold sweats and going through half a box of tissues, you decided to call it a day just before lunch. When Logan did his usual lunch time check in, you told him you weren’t feeling well and that you’d see him at home. Evidently, he took that as a cry for help and rushed home to tend to you.

He gently opened the bathroom door and popped his head in.

“Don’t let the steam out,” you croaked, feebly pointing at the cloud tumbling into your bedroom.

“Shit, sorry,” Logan said and quickly shut the door behind him, coming over to sit on the ledge around the tub next to you. He pulled you in by the back of your neck and rested his forehead against yours. “How are you feeling?”

“Like shit,” you tried to laugh, but it just turned into a coughing fit.

“Shh, shh,” he cooed. “I got you.”

At his voice, you closed your eyes and relaxed into his touch. Logan ran his fingers tenderly through your hair, scratching at your scalp. As he continued to massage around your temples, a part of your brain distantly registered that Logan may have been doing more than playing with your hair. You could feel it moving in a pattern you had done countless times during your life.

“Are you braiding my hair?” you asked with a smile, eyes still closed.

“I am.” You could hear the satisfaction in Logan’s voice.

“Where’d you learn to do that?”

“I did it for Juliet growing up sometimes,” he answered, fingers still moving. “After...you know. Mom.” He stopped to clear his throat. “She had trouble getting braids started, so she showed me what to do and I’d do it for her.”

You smiled fondly and lolled your head to the side to look at Logan. He rarely spoke about his teenage years for a number of reasons, but it was always welcome when he did. You knew you were probably the only person in the world who knew any of these stories who wasn’t actually involved directly in them. “You’re sweet, Lo.”

“Don’t tell anyone,” he laughed, tying off the end of the braid he’d created. “Can I get you anything, princess?”

“I’m ok, thank you. Just wanna lay down with you,” you whispered.

“We can do that,” Logan smiled. He pressed a quick kiss to your temple and got up to get you a robe, eager to meet your every wish.

#logan delos #logan delos x reader #ben barnes #westworld #logan westworld #logan delos imagine #logan delos drabble #logan delos fanfic #westworld fic #logan delos x you #ask me #sweet anon #masterlist #drabble wknd

[delos-mio]

31 with Logan please!

Anything for my bestie!!

31. doing a pinky swear

Couple more hours if you'd like to slide a request in

It had been years since you’d been on a blind date, but when your coworker Juliet said you’d be great for her brother, you decided to say what the hell. And while you’d always found Juliet beautiful, it did nothing to prepare you for how gorgeous Logan was. He was tall and lean, all dark hair and eyes that made you want to crawl across the table and take him right there in the middle of the restaurant.

He had chosen some dimly lit, stupidly expensive bistro in the hills with a stunning view of the Los Angeles skyline. Logan looked at you with hooded eyes and laughed at your jokes. He was sexy and flirtatious and walking a tightrope between arrogant and confident. Even if it was arrogance, you couldn’t help but be just a little charmed by it.

As the waitress returned with your latest round of drinks, Logan slid closer to you in the corner booth you shared.

“I’d love to see you again,” Logan said, his voice low and smooth.

“Are you trying to get rid of me? Somewhere else you gotta be?” you laughed and took a sip of your wine.

“Never!” he tisked. “I’m just letting you know that even if you decided not to go home with me, I’d still like to do this again.”

“Is that a formal invitation?” You looked up at him with wide eyes, a tiny smirk pulling at the corners of your lips.

“It is,” he nodded. You moved closer to Logan, close enough for you to press against him, running your hand along his bicep.

“In that case, I accept.” Logan gave you a wolfish grin and tilted his head down to yours, but you pulled back just enough to make him pause and furrow his brow. Watching him try and figure out if he had read you all wrong was actually kind of cute. “You’re not going to ghost me after, right?”

Logan held up a pinky to you, looking you dead in the eyes. “You won’t be able to get rid of me.”

You laughed and hooked your pinky with his, amused by this over-the-top man. This time when Logan leaned in to kiss you, you smiled and met him in the middle, sparks igniting in your belly at the first touch of his lips.

#logan delos #logan delos x reader #ben barnes #westworld #logan delos imagine #logan delos drabble #logan westworld #logan x reader #logan delos fanfic #logan delos x you #westworld fanfic #ask me #dani tag #masterlist #drabble wknd

[delos-mio]

Drabble Wknd

I am going to be around preeeetty much all weekend. I've had a small jump in followers, so I thought it might be fun to do a little drabble time? I'm going to put some prompts under the cut- feel free to send me a number and character and let's see what I can cook up, shall we?

Feel free to send me questions, musings, general screaming in my inbox as well!

(I'll tag any I get with '#drabble wknd')

touching foreheads

running fingers through hair

hiding face in neck

caressing the other’s hand

feeling their pulse

patting the other’s head

holding hands

shielding the other one with their body

listening to the other’s heartbeat

spooning at night

laying their hand on the other’s neck

pushing a strand of hair behind their ear

nudging the other one

putting an arm around the other’s waist

hugging each other

massaging them

holding the other’s chin up

squishing the other’s cheek

high fiving

bandaging/stitching up an injury

kissing the other’s brow

falling asleep on the other’s shoulder

carrying the other one in their arms

whispering in their ear, lips touching the skin

stroking the other’s arm soothingly

kissing the top of their head

pulling the other one towards them

feeling for each other in the dark

tickling the other one

grabbing onto their arm

doing a pinky swear

caressing the other’s back

tasting their smile

washing the other’s body

kissing their bruises and scars

lifting the other one up

putting their head on the other’s chest

stroking their leg

leaning into the other’s side

patting them on the back

sitting close and knees touching

braiding the other’s hair

giving them a piggy-back ride

sitting on the other’s lap

feeling their temperature

linking arms with each other

touching their elbow to get their attention

dancing with each other

holding onto the other’s shoulders for support

putting a hand over the other’s mouth to shut them up

#ask me #drabble #logan delos #nikolai lantsov #shadow and bone #frank castle #thor #westworld #the punisher #mcu #masterlist #drabble wknd

[delos-mio]

For the weeknd drabbles, how about 20 & 21 with the darkling???

Alright, this is officially my first time posting any of my writing for Darkling and I am #nervous. Thank you for trusting me- I hope I didn't betray it!

There's still some weekend left to request a drabble of your own!

20. bandaging/stitching up an injury 21. kissing the other’s brow

There were no healers around. For once in your life, there wasn’t a healer in sight. You were thankful you weren’t in too terrible of shape, but the blood coming from your temple wasn’t slowing down. With what little strength you had left, you pushed yourself to stand off the forest floor. You were lightheaded the second you did so and had to grab the nearest tree to get your bearings. Maybe you weren’t in as good of shape as you thought.

You used the densely packed trees to hobble hopefully toward camp. It was intuition at this point; your vision was blurring more and more by the second. Just as it became too much to bear, you heard a deep voice calling out your name- a voice you would know anywhere. The relief was immediate when you registered that Aleksander found you. Your eyes slipped shut and your legs gave out under you. The last thing you remembered was a pair of strong arms stopping you from crashing to the ground.

When you finally came to, you first realized you were covered by a thick fur pelt, warm beside the fire in a tent. The second thing you realized was that you were not alone; someone was tending to the wound on your temple. You dared to open your eyes just enough to see who Aleksander handed you off to. But to your complete surprise, it was his own dark eyes fixed on your forehead, gently wiping away the last of the dried blood.

“Aleks…” you started, voice raspy.

“You fool,” he cut in immediately. His eyes were hard as they slid from the now covered gash to meet your gaze. “I told you not to go without me.”

“You were busy,” you whispered, toying with the edge of the pelt. “I just thought if I could buy you a little more time that…”

“Damnit, I can’t protect you if you don’t at least try to protect yourself!” he shouted. At your wince, he immediately regretted his tone. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to shout,” he said, sighing and running his long fingers through his messy hair. “I wouldn’t be able to take it if something happened to you. I wouldn’t survive it.”

“I’m sorry,” you said and grabbed the hand he had resting on your thigh. “I won’t do it again.”

Aleks leaned forward and pressed a long, firm kiss just below your dressed wound. You felt your stomach bottom out, every sense lighting on fire. It was such a rarity for him to comfort you at all, let alone this affectionately. When he pulled away, he looked in your eyes, gaze soft just for a moment. You saw your window and took it, tilting your head up to press your lips to his. He sighed into the kiss, squeezing your hand a fraction tighter. As you broke apart, he ran his free hand along your jaw.

“I’ll hold you to that.”

#darkling #the darkling #ben barnes #shadow and bone #aleksander morovoza #grishaverse #darkling x reader #darkling imagine #darkling drabble #aleksander x reader #ask me #sweet anon #masterlist #wknd drabbles

[delos-mio]

For drabble weekend: #27 for Logan Delos

You want it? You got it!

27. pulling the other one towards them

Find drabble deets here!

“Shh, you have to keep quiet, sweetheart,” Logan laughed quietly, barely able to take his own words seriously.

“I’m sorry! Ok, ok, I’ll try harder,” you giggled back, Logan’s hand in yours, guiding you around the side of the Delos’ mansion. You had somehow made it through a Thanksgiving with the entire family. Logan was barely keeping it together the entire day, and now that everyone had gone to bed, you proposed a midnight swim to help him unwind. Now, you were sneaking out like a couple of kids, Logan swiping a bottle of Jim’s most expensive bourbon as you tried with minimal effort not to wake up the entire house.

The pool glimmered blue under the dark, night sky, the glow bouncing off Logan’s cheekbones and making you fall a little more in love with him. He quickly peeled off his shirt and shed his jeans, looking back at you with a raised eyebrow.

“Don’t make me come over there and do it for you,” he tisked.

“What if that’s exactly what I was hoping for?” you smirked, already tossing your own clothes on the sun lounger.

He dove gracefully into the water and you weren’t far behind, coming up for air and seeking out Logan. Of course, he was lounging casually along the wall, eyes trained on you. As soon as you were in his orbit, Logan reached an arm out to wrap around your waist. You smiled as he pulled you in close, pressing you tight to his chest. You couldn’t resist wrapping your legs around him, floating as you draped your arms around his shoulders and kissed him slowly.

“You know, I don’t hate this place nearly as much when I have your tits pressed against me,” he grinned. The scoff that came from you was immediate and you splashed him, which only made Logan laugh harder.

“Mind is always in the gutter,” you laughed, pressing a little closer and kissing along his jaw.

“Seriously, though,” he said into your ear, “Thank you, princess.” All you could do was nod, knowing deep down that Logan didn’t want to make the moment heavy. And you could grant him that- you could do that much. Instead of saying a word, you kissed him again.

#logan delos #logan delos imagine #logan delos x reader #ben barnes #westworld #logan westworld #logan delos drabble #westworld fic #ask me #lovely mutuals #masterlist #wknd drabble