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finntheehumaneater · 2 days
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I owe you a black eye and two kisses (pt 17)
Part one | pinboard | ao3 | no playlist link while i move it to Spotify
Comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated because I’m a sad girly and an attention whore 🩵
(Notes and a little explication under the cut, because I don’t have to give one but I want to)
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“Stevie,” Eddie whispered, nudging him to sit up. He had fallen asleep on the couch, red lines on his face from where it was pushed against his shirt sleeve. His arm was numb.
“Hm?” His eyes took a moment to adjust to the dying light, everything yellow and hazy from the beams through the window, reflecting darker shapes on Eddie’s face from the old white lace curtains. The screen door was open, and the air was comfortably cool. It felt nice—so different from his stuffy house where it was always too-warm.
Eddie’s voice was quiet and rough, his nose nudging against Steve’s and his breath ghosting over Steve’s  lips. “Come outside with me,” he said softly, his hand slipping under Steve’s shirt to trace along his stomach. His fingers were cold.
The house was unusually quiet, and Steve looked around, squinting. “Where did…everyone else go?”
“They’re at Briar’s,” Eddie said simply, tugging Steve up impatiently and giving no further explanation. Steve didn’t know how Birar was. “He just got back from his mom’s—Wayne hasn’t seen him in a while, so they went over. Thought you could use the sleep, too, he said.”
Steve froze, and Eddie must have known what he was thinking, because he just tugged him towards the door and smiled softly. “It’s okay. He was just worried about you. He worries about everyone, sweetheart.”
Steve nodded, letting Eddie pull him onto the grass, his socks cold. He should have grabbed shoes. Eddie plopped down onto the bench, taking out a cigarette from god knows where, Steve wasn’t paying attention. 
He climbed up next to Eddie, his hands clasped as he looked down. It felt kind of clammy outside, even though his arms were cold. 
“So,” Eddie whispered, and Steve’s head snapped up. Eddie was smiling, flicking his lighter on and then twisting it so the cap flipped back, putting it out. “Hey.”
“Hey,” Steve whispered back, laughing slightly. This was kind of awkward. “What’s up?”
“Sorry I woke you up for this,” Eddie muttered, sighing, and handing Steve the lighter and the cigarette. He took it, placing it down next to him. “I just—I want to talk, you know? Not—not bad talking, just…talking.”
Steve nodded, about to maybe protest and say that he wanted to go back to bed—maybe in Eddie’s actually bed this time—and before he could get into his head about how that was a bad thing to say, Eddie cut him off.
“And—“ He started, bumping his shoulder against Steve’s. “To give you…a present. Well, more like…give you back something you gave me, and maybe I shouldn’t even be giving it back because you didn’t really give it to me in the best of situations, but—“
“Eddie?” Steve whispered.
“Hm?”
“I got it the first time.”
Eddie’s cheeks flushed and he nodded. “Right, right. I, uh—left the stuff inside, so I’ll…yeah, I’ll go get them,” he stood up, pulling Steve in for a kiss before he hopped off the table and practically sprinted the few feet back to the trailer door.
Steve rolled his eyes, smiling and lighting the cigarette next to him. He didn’t know what Eddie was going to give him, but he’d pretend to like it either way. It’s how he always was with gifts—a bunch of rich relatives he had never met sending him sports equipment that was too small, even though he didn’t play anymore. It wasn’t like he told his parents he had quit—and it meant he could donate the stuff to the highschool for the kids to use, but he still had to make thank you cards. 
When Eddie came back, it was with closed palms and an even more nervous expression. He slid back next to Steve, turning on the top of the table so that his legs were crossed beside him. “When I, uh…when I look at these, I just…keep thinking about the night you gave them to me. How it wasn’t under the best of circumstances. And I want you to have them back,” he whispered, shoving the porcelain bird and the ring into Steve’s palm. “Not because I don’t like them, but—but because they’re yours. It doesn’t feel right for me to keep them from you.”
Steve hated that he was quiet, his face unchanging. He should have smiled, said thank you, made some excuse to go back inside and then cried in the bathroom for a while until he felt too tired to move. It’s what he should have done, but he didn’t do it.
Instead, he grabbed Eddie’s wrist, slipping the ring onto his middle finger. “I got this for you. I didn’t know I got it for you when I did, but it was pretty. Sorry it’s not like your other rings.” 
He saw the way Eddie’s face completely crumpled, not exactly in sadness but slightly, his eyes watering when he looked back up. “Oh.”
“Yeah,” Steve whispered, shrugging and pulling his knees to his chest. “Oh.”
“Could I—“ Eddie cut himself off, his arms sliding around Steve’s waist, his chest against Steve’s shoulder. “I need to ask you something, okay?” His voice was soft—too soft than Steve deserved, but he listened anyways, his fingers slipping under Eddie’s shirt to feel at the scar on his stomach, the porcelain bird cold and heavy in his other hand.
“I don’t know what happened at Starcourt, but…you know you’re safe here, right?” Eddie whispered, his lips pressed against the side of Steve’s head, his hands gripping at his waist, the gold posy ring more cool than his others since it must have been near the fan inside. Maybe that was why the bird was cold, too. Steve nodded, because that’s what Eddie wanted to hear. He felt relieved when he could feel Eddie’s shoulder shrink in, deflating. “Okay. And…and you know I love you, right?”
Steve nodded again, pressing his face into Eddie’s neck like he was trying to hide, didn’t like how this conversation was going, there was going to be a ‘but’ wasn’t there, maybe he had done something wrong—
“And that I want you to be happy? And—and to be able to do what you want?” Eddie murmured, his voice unbelievably soft as he gently tugged Steve back by his shoulders to look at him. Steve hated how his eyes watered. He shook his head.
“You don’t think I want you to be happy?” Eddie asked, sounded confused—hurt—and Steve wanted to curl up and die somewhere far away. Maybe move in with Robin, if her parents would let him.
“No, no,” Steve said, shaking his head in a slow, stupid way, his mind spinning. All of him felt too heavy, like he was going to fall over. “I know, but you shouldn’t—you shouldn’t worry about that.”
Eddie sighed, seeming too notice how Steve was shutting down again, and Steve didn’t like that he was doing it either—dismissing everything and trying not to make this a big deal—but he couldn’t help it.
“Is there anything you want to ask me, baby?” Eddie prompted gently, seeming to give up on his original motive, gently poking Steve in the side.
“Your scar,” Steve whispered, setting the bird down on the table. “Where did you get it?”
Eddie sighed, looking down as Steve gently pushed the hem of his shirt up to show the thin, raised lightly line, running his fingers along it and pressing a bit harder when Eddie shivered. “It’s not a very happy story.”
“Oh, sorry,” Steve muttered, moving his hand and going to sit back up, but Eddie’s arms wrapped around him more tightly, sucking in a shaky breath and shaking his head.
“No, no, it’s fine,” Eddie said, shrugging. “It was uh…the first time I started selling there was this guy,” Eddie trailed off, shrugging again, and Steve’s hands went up to his shoulders, smoking back to look at him again. “And he didn’t like the prices so he…got kind of physical.”
“Did it hurt?” Steve asked, before he could think better of it. 
“Uh, a little. I kind of passed out, though, and then Marge came by and saw me and thought I was dead,” he said, rolling his eyes. “And she put me in the trunk of her car and brought me to Wayne. Thank god the cops didn’t pull her over or Sunny wouldn’t have a house.”
“Sunny lives with Marge?” Steve sat up, looking in the direction of Briar’s trailer as the door opened.
Eddie followed his gaze. “Oh, uh…yeah, she does. There’s an upstairs in the shop, that’s where they stay. Let’s get you back inside before it gets loud again, okay?”
Steve nodded, letting Eddie pull him up and guide him back to the door, hearing sunny yell something in her wobbly voice to Wayne, who laughed and must have signed back because Steve didn’t hear him respond.
Eddie took Steve over to his bedroom, throwing his clothes from last night onto the ground near the closet and gently pushing Steve onto the bed, practically manhandling him to lay down until he could curl around him, his face tucked into Steve’s neck.
“You’re gonna be okay,” He whispered, and Steve wished Eddie knew how much that meant to him. “M’gonna keep you.”
Steve bit back a sob, nodding as he twisted around in Eddie’s arms to face him, his cheeks pink. “Are you sure I shouldn’t go out and say hi to everyone? I don’t want to be rude and hide in here.”
“No, baby, it’s okay,” Eddie whispered, pressing a kiss to Steve��s forehead. “It’s okay.”
“Eddie.”
“It’s okay,” Eddie whispered, a bit more firm this time, but still soft as he fingers pressed a bit harder at Steve’s waist.
Steve sighed, closing his eyes. “You’re—you’re gonna keep me?”
Eddie hummed, pressing a kiss to Steve’s collarbone. “Mhm. If you want me to.”
Steve pushed his face harder into the pillow, nodding. He couldn’t wait to fall back alseep before he fucked this up. The only nice thing he had left besides his kids and Robin. “Okay.”
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Hallo guys. I know it’s been a long time since I did an update, but while I was writing this I kind of wasn’t in the best headspace, and having to do extra stuff like update chapters got to be too much for me at the time, so I took a break from this and wrote some little things. After I was feeling better, I had to do some stuff for my big bang fic and what not, so I didn’t really have the time. I don’t know how much more of this fic there’s going to be, but the taglist is still open, and I will be updating again, just….sometime in the future. Probably not another two months away though haha.
I don’t know what made me super sad and depressed. Or like—I do but I won’t admit it to myself because it’s so stupid. But I’m working on feeling better and doing things I enjoy and taking breaks when I need them, which is good. I’m still sad, but not as sad anymore :)
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finnofamerica · 8 months
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Predator - Fili X Reader || Fluff / Smut
Summary: You and Fili go "hunting."
Word Count: 1,189
Date Posted: 07.28.23
TW: AFAB language used, Primal / Prey interaction, butt plug, double penetration (plug), breeding, injury.
Note: All actions in this fic are consensual. There was no prompt from Anon for this fic, so I hope this is somewhat what you were imagining.
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You crouched low to the ground, quiet, panting breaths ghosting through your lips, scanning the terrain through the bushes you were using for cover. Listening for every snap of a twig, crunch of leaves, any evidence of the predator hunting you. Legs tucked underneath you, ready to bolt at any moment.
The ground crunched under a dwarven boot almost imperceptibly, and you bolted from your hiding spot. The predator's footfalls follow close behind you as your lungs and chest begin to burn. You knew without a doubt that if you didn’t lose him soon, you would be caught and completely at his mercy.
You darted around the corner, zig-zagging through the trees, hoping that he wouldn’t be able to change directions as fast as you. But the burn in your thighs was starting to catch up with you, slowing your pace ever so slightly as your legs slowly began to turn to jello. Distracted by the pain in your legs, you missed the root peaking out of the ground, tripping you by sheer bad luck.
You cursed under your breath, scrambling to your feet as best you could, but it was too late. He’d caught you.
“Where were you going, darling?” Your husband breathed in your ear as he lifted you to your knees, pulling your wrists behind your back. The sound of his voice alone sent arousal through you; mixed with the dopamine from your run, it became intoxicating. “We both know you can’t outrun me. I’m the best hunter of the Durin clan.”
“And I’m the fastest thief under the mountain. What’s your point?” you huffed, tugging against his grip. “You never would have caught me if I hadn’t tripped.”
Fili gripped your wrists tighter behind your back, growling, “But you did, Sweetheart. Now I get to take my reward.”
He had you bent over, pulling your furred skirt up over the thin leggings you had on underneath. His free hand caressed your ass, thumb brushing your clothed pussy. You were already soaking through the cloth.
“You’re lucky I came prepared,” he cooed as he pulled down your leggings, exposing your pussy to the chilly autumnal air. Fili squeezed a liquid onto your ass, using his fingers to ease the lube into your asshole.
You let out a light gasp at the intrusion, not used to the feeling. You could hear him rummaging through his bag, and suddenly you felt cold, smooth metal press against your hole. He eased it in, taking his time to allow you to adjust. You let out panted gasps until the wide flat base sat firmly between your ass cheeks, not allowing the device to travel further.
“What is it?” You breathed, still in character for your play date.
“Just a little something that marks you as my prey. But it’s not the only way I will mark you, little bunny.”
Fili dropped his pants behind you, pushing your face and chest into the dirt as he mounted you from behind, burying his cock in your slick, wet cunt. You let out a guttural whine as he stretched you, not waiting for you to adjust to his girth. His calloused hands gripped your soft hips, using them as leverage as he slammed his cock into your depths, making you whine and pant underneath his relentless pace.
“Fuck,” Fili hissed as a hand moved to grip your hair, yanking your head toward him, arching your back at an angle that intensified every delicious thrust. You could feel each stroke against the bulbous object filling your ass, making you feel pleasure you’d never experienced. With his other hand, Fili pressed his thumb against the base of the object, making you let out a desperate whine as it pushed against the bounds of your anal cavity. Your pussy quivered around him as he sent waves of pleasure through you, tightening into a warm coil in your core.
“Are you ready for my seed, little bunny?” He growled in your ear, slowing his pace, but fucking you deeper with each thrust. “For me to mark you as mine, and breed that tight cunt of yours?”
“Yes, Fili,” You whined, the wind being knocked out of you with his stroke. His grip tightened on your hair, fucking you slow and deep as he filled you, your name rolling off his lips with a guttural moan. His hips stuttered as he disengaged, removing the bulbous object from your ass and pulling your leggings back up over your soaking pussy.
Fili held you tightly as he helped you up off the cold forest floor. You winced as you put weight on the ankle that you had tripped over.
“I think it’s twisted, Fi.” You gripped his shoulder as support. The cold hunting gaze was gone from his face, only warmth and concern behind his eyes.
“We’ll get you taken care of, Bunny,” He picked you up in his arms, carrying you back through the woods to where his pony was waiting. Fili set you gently on the horse before climbing on himself, making your way back to the kingdom under the mountain
“Well, now, how did this happen?” Balin asked, inspecting your twisted ankle.
“We were out hunting,” Fili bent the truth, “She tripped over an exposed root.”
“Not to worry, keep it elevated.” Balin patted your shin, “I’ll send Dori up with some tea that should help with the pain and swelling. Take it easy for the first two days, then you’ll need to get back on your feet so you don’t baby it too much.”
“Thank you, Balin,” Fili graciously offered him some of the rolls you baked that morning before your excursion. Once Balin was gone, he climbed back in the bed with you, tucking himself against your side, holding your head to his chest.
“I’m sorry, Amralimé.” He petted your head. “I didn’t mean for you to get hurt.”
“I know,” You assured him, “I know the risks of your hunt. I’ll be okay.”
“Will you let me make it up to you, Little Bunny,” he kissed your head, getting up to boil water for a bath. Once it was ready, he gently carried you to the tub, stripping you of your clothes from the hunt and setting you in the water just as there was a knock on the door to your living quarters.
“I’ll get your tea,” He peppered you with another kiss, greeting Dori in the other room.
With fresh herbal tea to sip on, you relaxed as Fili washed your skin and hair, lathering you with suds and then rinsing them all away. He took his time, massaging your muscles and scalp until the water had run cold and your tea kettle was long empty.
“Are you ready to get out?” He asked softly as you stretched, not wanting to interrupt your relaxed state. You nodded, allowing him to assist you back into the bed, dressing you in nothing but a thin slip dress.
He tucked the covers tightly around you, kissing your forehead sweetly. “I’m going to get us some dinner from the kitchens. Rest well until I get back.”
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agentsnickers · 2 months
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anyway if y'all want to hear about the very, very vague 6th parallel variant lemme know lol
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okay but what if i wrote a jegulus “looking for alaska” type fic?
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Lore Bits and HCs for my Magical Girls AU because I have Severe Brain Worsm
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under the cut because it's a looooong boi (also not super organised or structured. oOpsie-daisy)
tl;dr : a ragtag found family (they're autistic and trans) find themselves battling space-cops with their newly acquired elemental powers because some autistic robot wanted to LARP as Its favorite anime
Zane
It's an alien-robot thingy from space
Like canon! Zane, It uses an hologram to appear human
Even by alien-robot standard, It's autistic
It became fascinated and enamoured with humans and Magical Girls so much that It revealed Itself to a few humans and gave them elemental abilities to create Its own Magical Girls team (that's what happens when the 'tism wins i guess)
It doesn't care that "Magical Girls" is supposed to be a gendered term 🤷🏼
Revealing Itself to humans is an alien crime, so now It's on the run
Most of the threats the Team fights is literally just alien-robot cops coming after It
Prefers It/Its pronouns, but because bigots use those maliciously, It only uses them with Its close friends. With everyone else, It prefers they/them slightly, but is mostly apathetic
Doesn't know how old It is in Earth year, but knows It's a young adult by Its specie's standard
AroAce, in a queerplatonic relationship with Cole and Kai
Very Tall (6'4'')
Dresses very conservatively, has an impressive collection of beige sweaters. Pants are always clean ??? (weirdo)
Cole
First human turned Magical. Earth powers.
When Zane first arrived on Earth, It was lost and confused, and Cole helped It. That's how they met, and that's why Zane decided Cole has "the pure heart of a Magical Girl"
He was houseless when he first met Zane, they now have an apartment together
He's the oldest (25) and as such fills the role of big brother to the group
Gives very good advice, such as "most crimes are morally correct" and "punch nazis always" and "never talk to cops"
A source of emotional stability for the others, great at co-regulation, very chill
Living happily and healthily, and caring for his community, is his greatest protest
Used to have a shit relationship with his dad, but now it's better, which puts him in the perfect position to support Kai, Nya, and Llorie, who all have shit relationships with their parents
Draws very well, designed all of his tattoos
Tattoos are : Earth Dragon (right arm), Energy Dragon, Water Dragon, Lightning Dragon, Fire Dragon, Ice Dragon (all on left arm), Mountain Landscape (back), White Lily, Music Notes (both over his heart), Piece of Cake (right buttcheek), Pink Crystals (both legs), Mouth with Tongue Out (right inner thigh), there's probably more but I'm out of ideas 🤷🏼
High as a kite 24/7. He uses it as medication for his chronic anxiety and sensory issues
Autistic <3
Special interests include : music history, music theory, just music in general actually, philosophy, baking, geology, and vintage technology, especially retro gaming. he's such a loser <3 (compliment)
Very good baker, makes insane edibles
Dresses punk, but musically prefers prog rock because he's a tasteless nerd (also listens to punk, of course, other types of rock, metal, and some subgenres of dubstep)
Yellow and purple shoelaces
Very Tall (6'2'')
Besties with Nya (mlm and wlw solidarity)
Romantically gay, asexual, transmasc
He was on testosterone for a bit, he no longer is as he is happy with the androgynous in-between he's reached. Doesn't want any kind of surgeries
In a queerplatonic relationship with Zane and a romantic relationship with Kai
Kai
Met Zane through Cole
Got turned Magical because Zane figured he'd enjoy it (It was correct)
Resident Himbo. Not a single thought behind those eyes.
Had started apprenticeship at father's forge, but relational conflicts made him leave
He has a horrible relationship with his father, and *very* mid with his mother
Pays for Nya's college education by participating in a shady underground fight ring, The Slither Pit. wins a lot, makes good money
Also has a successful OnlyFans
Has a bit of a drinking problem, but he's working on it (it used to be much worse)
Autistic and ADHD <3
Special interests include : footwear, hockey, hip-hop, metallurgy, glass art, kinesiology (I don't know, man, he's a sport nerd or whatever), hot peppers and hot sauce
Crop tops, tank tops that show off side boobs, booty shorts, grey sweatpants, high-waisted pants, fire prints, red, varsity jackets. Vaguely retro vibe, with the most 90's hair possible (too much hair gel and frosted tips)
24 years old
5'6''
Bisexual, demi-romantic, transmasc
On testosterone, has had top surgery
In a queerplatonic relationship with Zane and a romantic relationship with Cole
Nya
She got turned Magical because Kai, Jay and Cole nagged Zane non-stop until It agreed to Magic-ify her. Kai was ecstatic when she ended up getting water powers (he thinks sibling having opposite powers is Very Cool™️)
Her initial reaction to the turning was to be fucking pissed. That's her initial reaction to anything that stresses her out. Once she got over the weirdness of the whole some-alien-robot-guy-turned-me-into-a-fuckin-magical-girl thing, she ended up embracing it the most out of all of them, she's practically a vigilante at this point
She can fight even better than Kai, as martial art is one of her favorite way of releasing stress
Along with fixing cars
And since she has a LOT of stress to release, she's very good at both of those things
Special interests include : machines, especially cars (her main one), Journey to the West, Queer history, apes (her favorites are chimpanzees), She-Ra and He-Man
Autistic <3
High-masking. It's giving her autistic burnout, so she's been trying really hard to learn to unmask. Her friendship with Cole and relationship with Jay play a big role in her unmasking journey, as they show to her that she can be safe and secure while being herself
Burned out, but she won't let herself rest :/
She's a double-major, engineering and gender studies
She has a terrible relationship with her mother, and very mid relationship with her father
Besties with Cole (wlw and mlm solidarity)
They have similar taste in music (rock, prog, punk, metal). They like shopping for vinyls together
She's a coffee snob. Annoying about it.
Really sappy cheesy lovey-dovey when alone with Jay, but more friend-like when they're with other people (she doesn't like broadcasting her softer side to the world)
Cargo pants, muscle tees, tank tops, leather jackets, distressed denim, steel-toed boots, army surplus, navy blue, army green, black and grey, camo print
Hair up in ponytail or bun always, for sensory reasons
22 years old
5'8''
Butch bi-lesbian trans woman
On estrogen and progesterone, doesn't want surgeries
In a romantic relationship with Jay
Jay
Zane turned spark Magical because spark was infodumping about anime and how much spark'd love to have cool powers
Is the only one on the team who can fly, Zane has no idea how that happened
Cannot stand still, cannot shut up. the AuDHD is strong with this one
Special interests include Sci-Fi, especially space stuff, Starfarer being spark absolute favorite franchise, Magical Girls anime, anime in general actually, machines, video games, snakes, chicken husbandry, animation
Engineering major. That's how spark met Nya
Wanted to also major in theater, but a double-major was way to much for spark
Is in an improv team instead, as a hobie
Spark's a very talented drag performer. makes costumes sparkself. Drag-sona is a genderless alien named Zap, uses zap/zapself pronouns
Favorite music genre is ~computer noises~
Drinks way too much pink monster. Collects limited edition cans
Has not only accepted, but embraced the cringe 😌
A furry, made spark's fursuit. Cole drew the design
Dresses like if arcade carpeting and techno-unicorn had a baby
23 years old
5'4''
Panromantic, demi-sexual
In a romantic relationship with Nya
Llorie
She's the baby of the group. She got turned because Zane needed a "chosen one" for Its fantasy scenario
She's not *actually* chosen for anything, but she plays along because she's just happy to be here
Going through the Magical Girl transformation SHATTERED her egg
She graduated from Darkley's, an expensive boys-only boarding school. She's just starting college, majoring in (uuh, I don't know yet. Is veterinary a major ??? I've never been to school.)
When in her magical form, she has non-human features, such as golden horns, fangs, a green scaly tail, pointy ears, and claws
Dysphoria hoodie, always. She's had it since she was 10 (it's running small, but she's very emotionally attached to it)
Her parents are both stinking rich, and emotionally neglectful. Her dad is a weapon magnate, her mom's a world renowned archeologist (that's a plot hole. archeologists aren't usually stinking rich ??? whatev's). They stuck her in Darkley's and pretty much forgot about her. She hasn't come out to them yet, but she's out to her uncle Wu, who was the only family member actually there for her throughout her life
She's autistic <3
She met the group because Nya can spot a baby trans from a mile away, and immediately entered big sister mode. Nya's been helping her navigate the early stages of transition, offered her an understanding ear, gave her advice. They're practically sisters at this point. Naturally, the rest of the group also adopted Llorie.
Special interest include Starfarer (duh), plushies, fishes, especially sharks, mythology/legends/folklore/fairytales
*skirt goes spinny*
18 years old
5'2'' (she's itty-bitty)
She's still trying to figure out her sexuality, but she highly suspects she's on the aro and ace spectrums. Trans girl.
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a-rainey-day · 2 years
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🌙 My hc for the moon boys! ⭐️
A/N: first time writing Hc’s :) most of the ones with an S/O are going to have they/them pronouns bc I rarely see gn!Reader stuff
A/N 2: since this post got so much love I’m gonna try and write more on here! I’ll probably do Layla next :)
A/N 3: Just a lil update I have this plastered all over my page but I also take requests! :)
Warnings: None! All fluff :) (probably some bad grammar tho)
Order: Non romance/general hc, romance & S/O hc w/Steven, romance & S/O hc W/Marc, and romance & S/O hc with Jake
Starting with some non romantic hc
So we all know how dr strange can push people out of their bodies right? Well we see in ep 5 each alter has their own soul
So like Marc is fighting with dr.strange and gets punched out, then Steven takes the front and is like “sorry mate” but before he can hit strange he gets punched out too
At this point marc is half pouting/half laughing
Jake takes the front and decks strange but gets punched out, now he’s laughing as the body goes down
Strange is like “we good? No one else? You aren’t faking it?”
But marc is back in the body and he IS faking it, he springs up and decks strange
At this point it’s a revolving door and marc, Steven, and Jake are all laughing abt it
When the moon boys do meet thor/Loki Khonshu is like staying away from them bc Loki tried to stab him and Thor bit him when they were kids
Once Marc and Steven are done with Khonshu they just call him “murder bird”
Marc convinces Steven to get rid of the sand by the bed
Steven keeps the ankle restraint tho
When Marc is mad at Steven and vice versa he throws a sheet over/covers every mirror until he’s calmed down a bit
The moon knight system is autistic, you can pry that from my cold dead hands
Steven has a bunch of fidget toys
Jake bit people when they were kids
Marc still has his childhood teddy bear/comfort object somewhere
Marc was a leash kid but it was mostly cause Jake bit people
I don’t think Steven cried a lot as a kid but was very emotional when he first started fronting for long periods of time
I think Steven struggles with processing big emotions tbh
He’s not like emotionally immature or anything but like he gets emotionally overwhelmed easily
Marc just struggles with saying how he feels. I feel like he can process his emotions but he doesn’t know what to do with them
Jake just struggles with emotions in general, like he’s v reactionary when it comes to them
Jake I feel over thinks the least out of the moon knight system, he just does
Marc overthinks the most tho, like he spirals when he overthinks
Steven tries not to overthink things but sometimes does but can stop himself before it gets too bad
Steven I think is a cat person, Marc likes both cats and dogs, and Jake is a dog person
I feel like Jake specifically like big dogs like golden retrievers and labs
Steven likes black cats with fun names specifically
Romance hc with Steven!
Steven can’t cook, he wants to but he just can’t for the life of him
Poor guy most he can make is like scrambled eggs or cup ramen
I think the autism is clearest with Steven cause we see him talk to Gus and flap his hands and such
So we all know stevens dislike of the taweret plushies at the museum but I feel like if his S/O likes plushies he’d get them for them
like say he’s out like at target or smthn and sees a stuffed animal/brand you mentioned you liked and he’d just get it without thinking
He has a note on his phone full of things his S/O likes and all their clothing sizes and favorite brands
I also think he loves to leave lil notes for his s/o to find around the flat
Another thing!! If you like to game steven loves to watch! Like he’ll sit next to you and just watch you play
I also feel like once you come into his life he’ll probably start trying to keep the flat cleaner and I also feel like he buys a blanket for the couch in case you ever get cold
He also loves to listen to you talk about your interests like could sit there for hours and just listen to you talk
He just loves you sm, he buys you jewelry specifically I think
He loves to see it sparkle and loves how well it goes with your outfits
He gets such big heart eyes when he sees you in his sweaters
I feel like one of the first gifts Steven gets you if you like to game is like a minecraft bee plush
Steven calls you things like “my love” or “lovie” or even “lovely”
Up next is Marc!
I feel like Marc can cook the best out of everyone in the system
It took a while to warm up to you especially if you met Steven first
Cause Steven is all he’s had since he was a kid (not counting Layla)
Eventually he warms up to you.
I feel like if you left Marc like notes he’d draw something on them or keep them but he’d never tell you
Once Marc adjusts to you he loves to cook for you
Lots of quiet nights cuddling on the couch with Marc
I feel like Marc’s love language is words of affirmation and quality time
He needs to be assured you love him
I also feel like a breakfast date with marc would be him taking you out to get doughnuts and coffee
he loves to go on little adventures with you, target, the gas station, late night drug store run, he wants to come with you and make sure you’re okay
He has a note on his phone full of date ideas for you guys
I feel like with your help he’d probably seek therapy, but you’d probably have to be in the room with him for at least the first session
He loves to hold your hand. He doesn’t realize he’s doing it half the time
Marc calls you things like “honey” or “flower” and sometimes “dear”/“dearest”
And finally Jake!
He’d probably be the last to warm up to you
Not because he doesn’t like you but because he’s the one who protects Marc and Steven and he has to be sure you’re a safe person for them
The first time he fronts around you he’s mostly silent just watching you.
Once he realizes you don’t want to hurt Marc or Steven he’s mostly in the background
It takes him the longest to realize he has feelings for you
Doesn’t want to accept it at first cause he’s stubborn but eventually gives in and tells you
I feel like a breakfast date with Jake would include making chocolate chip pancakes while he holds you from behind
his cabbie cap is stored on a squishmallow by the door (I specifically picture Abe the bearded dragon)
Happened bc you put it there as a joke and he just went along with it bc he didn’t wanna make you upset
If you give him a stuffed animal (think like the squeezemallows) it’s either going in the passenger seat in the limo or on his dash in the passenger side
He loves to get you gifts, like flowers or anything that makes him think of you he’ll probably get for you
The most physical of all the moon boys, he loves to be holding you close
Always holding you or has his hand on you
If you’re like walking with him he has his arm around your waist
If you don’t like physical touch though he’ll usually just hold your hand if you’re okay with that
Probably the best with kids tbh. Like if you have little siblings or little cousins he loves to see them
I think it’s cause kids (most of the time) are easy to understand
Calls you things like “mi amor” (my love) or “Mi osito” (my little bear/teddy bear) and “mi vida” (my life) pls forgive me if any of my translations are off/correct me in the comments :))
Overall I think the moon boys all treasure you and love you no matter what and will do their best to love you and try to heal from their past so they can have a future with you
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sinnematic · 9 months
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writers which of these titles are your OCs
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seneon · 2 months
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Can you make Mash x female reader please.
That when Finn and the other want to know why Mash doesn't love lemon like she do to him. And they got answer from Mash that because he protect reader love
sink into each other ──── mash burnedead x fem! reader.
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about. mash actually has a lover, and his friends are to find out about it very soon. | 560+ words. fluffy romantic.
notes. if mash don't want lemon i'll have her tyvm
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mash burnedead does not return lemon irvine's feelings. how so and why? though the girl doesn't mind that he does not return her feelings back, she promised to always be by mash's side.
she might be oblivious that he does not like her back, but finn and dot could easily tell that mash is not someone of romantical feelings. lance is always suspicious of mash, his mind telling him that there is at least one female that he has had a crush on before. it is impossible that there is none.
to everyone else, they could tell that lemon's efforts of trying to open up mash's heart and at least rent a day or two is impossible. there was never a possibility in the first place. and they felt bad for the girl who tries her hardest to impress or seduce mash.
there was one odd day, where mash is oddly missing from classes. the last time anyone has ever seen him was finn, which mash was eating two cream puffs. he noticed there was a bento wrapped in a very beautiful wine red cloth.
so finn told his friends about the beautifully clothed bento box. and they started sharing suspicions with each other. but nothing came to mind. there was nothing that could date back to mash even owning a fancy piece of cloth. they didn't want to simply suspect him either.
that is, when lance's suspicions came true.
he was walking through the corridors beside the garden and caught a sight at the corner of his eyes. upon having high principals, his curiosity overtook him and he went to poke his nose into the scene.
shock immediately arise, lance's jaw dropping as far as they could. metaphorically, it dropped to the ground, eyes widened until they might fall out. right in front of him, was a scene of his beloved rival and friend wrapping his arms around a student who is dressed in lang's uniform.
when that student broke the hug, it shocked lance even more. with beautiful hair and beautiful eyes that stared into mash's honey ones. she smiled widely and adding more shock to the crown, mash smiled back, although tiny and barely visible. yet it was enough for lance to understand the scenario.
"w-whaaaaat..!" a voice beside lance said in pure shock too, as lance looked beside to find finn's jaw dropped to the ground. "that's what the fancy bento is for??"
lance looked at the two, noticing the girl's hands that held a bento, a box wrapped in cream puff cloth. then to mash, who held the said bento with fancy wrapping.
very soon, you and mash exchanged bento boxes. the burnedead then embraced you in a hug, allowing your body to sink into his. just like that, both bodies were sinking into each other as each second passed.
you are a mage from a prestigious family with two lines on your face. it would only make sense if you sensed two other mages watching you. so in the hug, you slowly slid your through mash's coat and shoot a little spell from your fingers at lance and finn.
"mash, your friends have come to find you."
there was no hiding your relationship with mash anymore. and mash's friends now understand why he doesn't return her feelings to lemon, for mash burnedead already has someone to lean on.
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moumouton4 · 7 months
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Can you make Mash x female reader please?
When everyone want to know why Mash don't love lemon. And he just say that he keep reader love.
How To Divide Love || Mashle Burnedead x fem!reader
A/n : I think that's my first Mashle request ! I love this character so much ! I'm just so disappointed no one ( except me ) wrote a smut about him ( ofc aged up )
A/n 2 : Finn, Lance and Dot are here as well !
Warnings : Fluff fluff fluff, but you can understand that Y/n and Mashlego at it from time to time, Mashle being clueless, kinda comedish
Masterlist ⚜
I don’t give permission to repost my work, if you want to share it just reblogue it
Word count : 499
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In Mash and Finn’s dorm the boys were discussing as per usual when suddenly an unusual question popped
Dot, who still didn’t understand why Mashle was having all the girls’ attention asked “So Mashle how is it going between you and Lemon ?”
Finn and Lance’s heads snapped towards Mashle waiting for him to answer the redhead
But Mashle’s face only became cuter as his big eyes blinked slowly “Huh ?” ( it sounds like the Villager in Minecraft )
Finn mused “Yes she seems so infatuated with you”
But Mashle still looked out of it
Lance continued “Don’t tell me you didn’t notice ?”
But before the raven haired boy could even ask further Dot chipped in “Just give her some love man or I will !”
“I can’t give her love. I have to keep some for Y/n” he said plunging the room into a heavy silence
“What are you saying ?” Lance asked, visibly not knowing anything in this matter
“I can’t love cream puffs, Y/n and Lemon all together. Besides I don’t love Lemon”
Finn’s eyes widened “But she is your friend, isn’t she ?”
“Yes, only a friend. That’s why don’t love her”
The boys were choked. Did that mean that he loved you ? A fall a questions suddenly dropped on Mashle who was munching on a cream puff he just took out of his pocket
“Don’t you have enough to steal all the girls ?!?”
“So you guys are dating now ?”
“Are you even sure to know what love is ?”
After a moment Mashle looked at them “What ? I couldn’t hear anything when I was chewing” he casually said
The two boys exhaled heavily while Lance facepalmed
Suddenly the door opened, revealing your smaller form as you stepped in your boyfriend’s dorm “Oh hello y’all. I didn’t think I’d find you all gathered here today”
Dot couldn’t take it anymore “What ?!? Did he ask you to come knowing you both would be here all alone ?!?”
“Erm no hehe” you bashfully answered. But Mashle seemed not to care “Yes”
“Not in our dorm” almost squeaked Finn who was heavily blushing
“I only have one bed” he simply answered as if he didn’t just say something big
They continued to knock him with more questions but Mashle didn’t even seem to listen. He was digging in his pockets to give you a cream puff as well 
Then as Mashle opened his mouth the boys finally thought that their questions will get their answers
“Lance, where did you find that necklace you have ? I’d like to have one as well to put a photo of Y/n eating a cream puff in it”
“H-HE DIDN’T EVEN ANSWER !” they screamed altogether but Mashle couldn’t care less
With his arm wrapped around your waist he gently nudged you outside the dorm before he added “We’re going to buy more cream puffs. I hope you won’t be there when we’ll get back”
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lemonkookies · 2 years
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“We have a role available for a nerdy teenage boy going through some internalised homopho-“
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Eddie shouldn’t be laughing. He shouldn’t be laughing, but he was, still holding the phone even though the dial tone was ringing. And the woman from the school had hung up minutes ago.
He shouldn’t be laughing because marriage was a serious thing that he had given so much thought to, wanted it so badly with Steve, and apparently Steve had decided that they were already married.
He put the phone back on the holder and ran a hand down his face, trying to catch his breath, replaying the conversation over and over and over in his head because—because God, this was the best thing that had happened to him in a while.
“Hello? This is Eddie Munson.”
“Yes, hi, I’m calling about your husband? Steve Harrington.”
He paused, his eyebrows furrowing. “My husband?”
“Yes, Mr. Steve Harrington? He works here as a history teacher?”
Okay. Well. That was weird. “Yeah, what about?”
“I’m just calling for confirmation on whether or not he’ll be at the Parent’s Night tonight? He mentioned some scheduling conflict a few days ago and I wanted to check in and make sure he could come in?”
“Yeah, he should be there. I’d go and get him for you but he’s asleep.”
He quickly made his way over to their shared bedroom, flopping down onto the bed next to Steve, his hands on Steve’s face in an instant and squeezing lightly to wake him up. “Stevie. Baby.”
Steve squinted, pushing himself up onto his elbows and rubbing his eyes. 
“Steve,” Eddie whispered, trying to look serious and bite back his smile. “Did you tell the receptionist at the school that we were married?”
Steve’s eyebrows furrowed, before his eyes widened and he groaned, dropping his face onto the pillow, his voice muffled. “I hate you.”
“What did I do?” Eddie laughed, brushing a hand through Steve’s hair.
“You—she was teasing me for not like…tying things down, and—and I panicked and said I already had,” he whined, shaking his head and pressing it further into the pillow.
“Do you want to get married?” Eddie asked, his voice more gentle.
Steve looked up, his face flushed. “I mean…yeah, I do. Please tell me this isn’t you proposing.
Eddie opened his mouth to speak, but Steve pressed his hand to it and Eddie had to grab onto to Steve’s arm to stop himself from falling over. “Shut up.”
“Mm—“
“No, no, I am not letting you propose to me while we’re in bed, Eddie.”
Eddie huffed against Steve’s hand, licking it so that Steve let go with a frown. “Ew.”
“You love it.”
“Don’t lie to yourself, sweetheart.”
“Rejecting me and stealing my pet names, huh?”
Steve rolled his eyes, laying back down in bed, and pulling the blanket up to his shoulders. “I didn’t reject you because you never asked me to marry you.”
“I was going to, but then—“
“Eds?” Steve interrupted, tugging Eddie down into bed. “Be quiet.”
Eddie hated how quickly he shut up, his arms around Steve’s waist, just breathing into Steve’s hair like it was the only thing he ever wanted to do. Gods, he was going to marry the fuck out of this man.
And it was going to be the best proposal the world had ever seen.
(Goes along with this post. Someone send me asks about them I want to talk about the husbands.)
(Domestic Steddie AU MasterList)
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finnofamerica · 2 years
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Bliss - Dwalin x Reader
Summary: Just a short fic of domesticated bliss.
Word Count: 603
Date Posted: 08.14.2022
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You sat on the bed in the quiet of the early evening as your loving husband drew your bath. Due to your husbands high standing in the Court of Durin, and a little of Gandalf’s magic, your home in the mountain had a false window that showed the snowy valley outside. The Long Lake had long been rebuilt as a fishing outpost and the people of Dale were prospering due to Thorin’s efforts. 
It took weeks for the king to over come the Dragon sickness, while Fili worked tirelessly to maintain good relations with the people of Dale. The relations with Mirkwood were still rocky but Thranduil’s jewels were returned. Tauriel acted as a Mirkwood ambassador and therefore a buffer between the two kings. 
“Mudumel, your bath is ready.” Your husbands gravelly voice drew you out of your thoughts. Dwalin smiled softly as he approached you, taking your hand, gently guiding you off the bed. “Careful. I don’t want to hurt my little Muhudel.” 
Calloused fingers caressed your swollen belly, gently supporting it as you regained your balance. 
“There you go,” He kissed your temple. “Such a good girl.” 
“I am not fragile, My love.” You shook your head, dwarves bed robes swishing about your feet as you waddled to the tub. Dwalin stripped you and helped you into the large soaking basin. 
“You may not be, but my babe very much is.” 
“If this babe is anything like you, I’m sure they could handle themselves.” 
Dwalin took his time bathing you, and washing your hair, telling you all about his day training the up and comping guard. All promising, all stupid. Dwalin while rough and gruff on the outside, had surprising patience for his new group of trainees. 
You met Dwalin during your journey to the mountain with your cousin Bilbo.  Dwalin didn’t think such a small woman could defend herself at all, and while you weren’t defenseless, Dwalin took it upon himself to be your personal protector. Along the way you fell for him. Being stuck in Thranduil’s dungeon together for three days certainly put you in an unavoidable situation. Unable to find Bilbo had you terribly worried. 
Dwalin had you wrapped up in his arms those three nights, swearing to you that he’d not let anything happen to you. It was hard for him to leave you behind in Lake Town to care for Kili. Before he joined the group going to the mountain he kissed you passionately, promising to come back for you. When he’d seen Lake Town burn, he was devastated. He thought he’d lost you. It wasn’t until after the battle that you’d found each other again. 
Dwalin had lifted you easily. Kissing your with a fire that you matched, filled with the relief that you both were alive. It was that night that he first made love to you. Filling you with his love. The very next day he carved you matching beads to braid into your hair, effectively claiming you as his own. 
“Are you ready to get out, or shall I leave you to soak?” Dwalin asked as his fingers took a brief pause from combing through her hair. 
“Help me out, my love. I’d like to go to bed.” 
Dwalin was very gentle as he helped you out of the bath. Drying you with care and helping you back into the bed. 
“Relax, Mudumel, you won’t have much time when the baby is born.” He took his time running his hands over your aching leg muscles, soothing them into releasing the pent-up tension. He lulled you to sleep with his caress. 
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agentsnickers · 11 months
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hmmmm.
david is a used bookstore clerk with a crush on the guy who runs the art store across the street (not the owner; the only manager they have who knows what he’s doing). they keep running into each other at the coffeeshop down the block, where the baristas are watching with interest, and at surprisingly frequent intervals out in the world. jack is sweet and funny and knows a lot about paint, and there’s no way he’s interested in david, too.
and anyway, his little brother who he’s barely talked to in years - not estranged, just seven years younger - showed up at his door last night with a baby in a carrier on his chest and two suitcases in hand.
“i didn’t know where else to go,” les said.
and david said, “this was the right place.”
so now he’s got other things to worry about besides whether Jack From The Art Store might return his silly crush.
les, who won’t talk to their parents or tell david where the baby - “noah. his name’s noah.” - came from besides firmly declaring him his child, disagrees. in between his new job at the elementary school in town and his baby-and-me classes with noah, he has made something of a mission to set david up with Jack From The Art Store.
too bad as of now jack just thinks David From The Bookstore’s little brother is really into art.
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I’m back! I’ve written a MaryLily smut for anyone interested <3
the smut collection.
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thoughtkick · 21 days
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Everyone who terrifies you is sixty-five percent water. And everyone you love is made of stardust, and I know sometimes you cannot even breathe deeply, and the night sky is no home, and you have cried yourself to sleep enough times that you are down to your last two percent, but nothing is infinite, not even loss. You are made of the sea and the stars, and one day you are going to find yourself again.
Finn Butler, From The Wreckage
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niuniente · 8 days
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I'm reading Wikihow on how to go to sauna and I'm LIVID. Who the hell wrote this article, this is all bullshit???
"First, wash yourself with a mild soap before going to sauna" = NO, you rinse yourself with water from head to toe first. If you wear a make up, you can wash that off. If you are extremely dirty like covered with oil, shit and blood, then do wash yourself with a soap first.
"Use a swimsuit or a towel in public saunas" = NO, you fucking sit there naked. Period. In swimming halls it is actually dangerous to sit in sauna in a wet bathing suit because of the pools' chlorine, which WILL evaporate.
"Sit on your towel in the sauna" = NO, you don't fucking bring your frigging towel in the sauna. Public saunas provide seat covers which you will take with you from the locker room (like hotels) and dispose afterwards OR you bring your own seat cover with you. You DO NOT sit on the same towel you dry yourself with you fucking ass.
"After you have sat in sauna, come out, cool down and dress yourself" = PUT CLOTHES ON ON YOUR FUCKING SWEATY SKIN??? WITH NO WASHING YOURSELF? BITCH AFTER SAUNA YOU TAKE A PROPER SHOWER AND WASH YOURSELF FROM HEAD TO TOE.
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