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luna0713hunter · 1 month

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Hellooo~

I just found your blog rn and I immediately fell in love with your works(especially sukuna ffs).

I love the way you write sukuna and reader's relationship.

And if ur ok with it, may I request a sukuna x reader angst? Maybe where reader is a sorcerer and she got badly injured and got into a almost death situation during a fight and sukuna is smh guilty for it??

You can ignore this if u want to<3

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Author's note : Hi hi ( ꈍᴗꈍ)oh my gosh im so happy to hear that!!!thank you so much darling!it makes me super happy

Mhm,i love the smell of fresh angst with happy ending in the midnight lmao. I'll gladly write it!! Hope you enjoy this,Cookie-chan!

Warnings : Sukuna Sorcerer au!,angst,injury and blood,happy ending!

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You knew this would happen,and you were happy to rub it in your idiot boyfriend's face with a big "i told you so."

That is,if you make it out alive.

The curse before you lets out a loud noise, something akin to cackle,as it watches you with it's multiple eyes. You glare,but even you know it's lost all heat;with blood oozing out of each part of your body,you can barely even keep your eyes open. Your body feels weak,and all of your joints hurt like hell. Your eyes drift to where you broken phone is laying and you just hope that your help signal has gone through before it was damage for good.

"ah," you mumble as you spit a mouthful of blood on the ground below; watching as it drips down on your hands, "today sucks. Its all Ryo's fault."

Your hazy eyes turn up and you watch as the curse dances around;each one of it's disgusting eye spinning around wildly as it looks at you with glee.

The son of a bitch is having fun killing you.

"you're lucky, y'know," you giggle slightly from how slurred your words sound; the blood lose making you lightheaded, "If Ryo was here,he would've torn you to pieces. But, he's an idiot."

Because he really was; starting that morning with the message from the higher ups about your new mission, you had told Sukuna that it would end badly. You had told him more than twice that something smelled fishy;that the higher ups were out to get you. But Sukuna,had dismissed your worry,and with a small scoff had said you're paranoid. At least,now with you dead,he would be proven wrong.

You grin maniacally at the thought;serves him right.

Leaning your back against the tree,you watch with bleary eyes as the curse steps closer;you dont even care. You're too tired to fight back. So you just sit there, thinking about all the things you'll miss;your friends and family,that one bakery with those delicious coconut buns,your boyfriend Sukuna,and most of all-

"i never got the chance to hear him say i love you..."

Maybe out of everything, you'll regret not dating your boyfriend sooner.

You're so lost in your thoughts,that you dont notice the sound of the curse has been faded away. And when you hear a small shriek,and hurried footsteps running your way,you just close your eyes and drop your head. You're fully expecting the curse to rip out your heart,when gentle,but frantic hands,take hold of your bloody cheeks and raise your head slightly. With a pained groan,you open your eyes just enough to see a heap of pink,and a familiar pair of red eyes.

"Ryo...?"

"yeah,yeah babe. Its me," his voice is steady,like always,but you can hear a small undertone of worry and it brings a smile to your lips.

"told ya..."

The hands on your cheeks rub at the corner of your lips to wipe away the blood.

"yeah,i know. And I'm an ass for not believing you." You feel yourself shift,and with foggy mind, realize he has lifted you up in his arms, "I'll make it up to you. Promise."

You giggle and rub your head against his chest;his scent already soothing your mind.

"can i have those sweet buns then?with hot chocolate?"

"whatever you want. First, let's get you fixed up yeah?"

You mumble your agreement and close your eyes. And when you wake up the next time,its to a tray full of your favorite sweet buns and a warm mug of hot chocolate.

Your boyfriend embraces you tightly,and kisses your forehead.

"i love you."

And maybe getting almost killed,was worth it after all.

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P.S : I love coconut buns and im currently craving some so i had to add them lmao.

#ryomen sukuna x reader #sukuna x reader #jjk imagine #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader

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pettydollie · 4 months

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Dragon King Bakugo x Dragon Queen reader please it’s for my soul 😭😭😭

i totally understand, i feel like i don’t see enough of these 😭 16 - dragon king x dragon queen a/n: lowkey this was kinda short and im not too proud of it but ill edit it later and try to fix it wc: 964

"the queen is pregnant!" "she's carrying a baby" "i wonder how the king feels.."

whispers and gasps were shared throughout the kingdom. they were extremely excited to have an heir to the throne. however, nobody was as joyful as katsuki bakugou, their king. he made sure that you were extra pampered and satisfied with everything.

"your highness, perhaps you'd feel better if you laid down-" your close friend suggested as you strutted around the palace. "nonsense, i feel fine, ejirou." you rubbed your belly and sat down on the throne.

katsuki rubbed your back with his thumb. "hmph, alright. whatever you say." he shrugged. ejirou towered above you, waiting for any sort of orders from you or your husband. "go alert the maids to run a warm bath, red." katsuki waved him off, shooing him away. ejirou, nodded. "of course, sir." and walked away.

"we'll hold a gathering tomorrow morning, how does that sound, my dear?" katsuki kneeled in front of you on his knees, holding both of your hands. you smiled down at him, fixing his necklaces. you hummed in response. "what're we gonna name him?" katsuki wondered aloud.

you giggled, "how do you know it'll be a boy?" you threaded your fingers through his soft blonde hair, with one hand resting on your stomach. he smirked, "mm, just have a feelin', baby."

the next morning, you awoke in your large bed, covered in expensive furs. you yawned and got ready for the gathering of your kingdom. everyone was probably squirming with curiosity. "my queen, it's time." a servant entered your room. your husband was already dressed, his furs on his back and jewelry in place.

"they can wait." katsuki grunted, nudging you to pull your hair up. you were sitting at your divine vanity and katsuki stood behind you while holding your matching dragon tooth necklace. the servant bowed and left as he laid the necklace around your neck and clipped it in the back. you let your hair down and sighed.

katsuki quirked an eyebrow. "what's wrong, sweetheart?" he rubbed your shoulders, his eyes full of worry. "nothing, 'm just tired." you leaned into his touch, feeling secure. he nodded, kissing your head before grabbing your hand to pull you up.

"it'll be quick, i promise." he held his arm out for you to grab, which you obliged. "i want to visit the dragons afterwards, i haven't seen them in a while!" you exclaimed, latching onto his side. he chuckled at your anxiousness. "i'll make sure the carriage'll be ready."

the kingdom cheered as the two of you stepped out of the palace, waving to all. servants surrounded you as you sat in your thrones. bakugou sighed, rolling his eyes. "hey losers." the crowd erupted at their kings usual rudeness, figuring it was a joke. "my queen, does it hurt?" a lady yelled out to you. you grinned and shook your head. "no, not much."

"how do you feel about the child, my king?" someone called out. katsuki leaned back in his throne. the crowd was silent, waiting for his answer. "what do you think, idiot? i'm the one who got her pregnant." he huffed, giving you a look that said "is he stupid or what?"

"how the hell are we supposed to know that the kid'll be a man?" a somewhat old man spat, crossing his arms. some of the crowd nodded along, agreeing with the man's words.

"you dare speak to your king in that tone??" mina growled, challenging the fool who spoke. katsuki's eyes burned daggers into the man. your face, however, was nonchalant. "i doubt i'll push a full grown man out." you chuckled softly, trying to lighten the mood. "besides, we dont need to have a boy. the times have changed, my friends."

"no one wants a girl!" the same idiot from before yelled out, cupping his hands around his mouth to make sure he was heard. "THIS IS WHY YOUR WIFE LEFT YOU, KURAI!" mina pointed out furiously. oh, this took a turn. you mentally wanted to laugh at the comment from mina, but that wouldn't be very polite. however, kingdom drama was surely a very funny topic.

"ooo"'s were sprung throughout the audience, as some began to argue. katsuki was about to burst, you could tell. you covered your ears in preparation. "SILENCE YOU BASTARDS." he jumped up from his throne, feeling enraged. the crowd went quiet (again). some whispers and mumurs spread around, waiting for someone to speak.

a little girl raised her hand and you recognized her immediately. your eyes lit up at the sight. "hello, eri!" you waved sweetly with a toothy grin. she cheesed, waving back. "hihi, y/n-san!"

her caretaker aizawa lifted her up to sit on his shoulders before she talked to you. "how are babies made?" she lifted her finger to the corner of her mouth, eyes filled with wonder. you were slightly taken aback from the question, but katsuki burst into laughter.

"great question, kid. well when a mommy and daddy love each other very very much," he started with his hands behind his head. you cut in quickly. "uh, well, the dragons deliver the baby to the momma and daddy's door, eri."

katsuki shook his head, rolling his eyes. eri had seemed satisfied with your answer and nodded her head. ejirou stepped forward, holding his hand up. "that concludes the gathering, everyone. please have a lovely day." he wrapped up, clapping his hands to get as arms went down and groans were heard.

you stood up from your throne with katsuki as he held your hand. "classic kurai, always starting problems." you joked, resting your head on katsuki's shoulder. he huffed. "i hate that bitch." you nodded back.

"can we go see my kids now?"

a/n: to the noonie who sent be the hello kitty x spider-man trope thing, thats coming soon! :3

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3hrtn · 4 months

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Desperate for more Anton x reader smut…

OUUU OKAYYY!!! like I said in my last post...I'm still learning how to write smut so if it's bad pls tell me what I can do to fix it!!

Minors dni

Pairing: boyfriend!anton x tired!reader

⚠️warnings⚠️: fingering(f.recieving), oral(f.recieving), reader gets called baby and princess

Today kicked your ass. It was like EVERYTHING went wrong. You woke up....you fell in the shower. You went to get morning coffee...you got stuck in line and ran later for class. You had a presentation today and stuttered the whole way through. All you want to do right now is go home and snuggle with your boyfriend. (ALSO UNPOPULAR OPINION: snuggling>>>>cuddling) As you get in your car you see a text from your amazing boyfriend.

Ant💍🤭: Hey love, I miss you so much. Are you on your way home yet?

Y/n: yeah I just got in the car I can't wait to see you! 💖

You start the car and drive home

(time skip to when you're home)

You unlock the door and literally as soon as you do anton envelopes you in a warm hug. "I missed you so much baby!!" He says as he guides you to the couch. "Missed you too." You whisper as you watch him grab you some water. "How was your day?" You just stare for a second as he asks. You two tell each other everything. He seemed so happy but you didn't want to ruin the mood. "It was good." you say forcing a smile. Anton's smile drops and he walks over to you and passes you the water. "Y/n, what's wrong. I can tell when you're lying." He was right. He probably knew you better than you even knew yourself! "It's just...I had a really bad day. I was late to school and I fucked up my presentation. I feel like a failure." You frown and put your head down. Anton uses his hand and puts your chin up "you're not a failure love, it was just one presentation no need to worry." He places a kiss on your lips. He couldn't help it! You look so beautiful right now.

"I love you." You say as you passionately kiss him. You wish oxygen wasn't a necessity or else you two would've been like this all night. Anton moves down and kisses your neck as he plays with one of your boobs. You moan as he lightly pinches your nipple and plays with it in his hand. After leaving multiple marks on your neck, he finally puts one of your boobs in his mouth as he plays with the other one. "I love you so much baby" Anton says. You can feel a wet spot forming your panties as he continues playing with your boobs. Anton moves down your body kissing your tummy.

He gets between your legs and kisses your pretty thighs getting extremely close to your pussy. He uses his thumb to play with you through your panties a bit. You whimper at the touch. He takes off your panties and dives straight in. He licked a thick stripe up your pussy and nibbled at your clit. "Oh my God baby I love this pussy so much" he says while in your pussy. He stick two of his fingers inside you as he continues to eat you out. You moan out at the sudden thickness inside you. He pumps his fingers in and out of you. " I'm close baby!" You yell. "cum on my tongue princess." You do as he says and he gets up to hug you.

"you did so amazing love." He says as he helps you catch your breath. He runs you a hot bubble bath and lays you out some pajamas and y'all go to bed.💖💖💖

SORRY IF THIS WAS KINDA BAD TOO!!! LIKE I SAID IM STILL KINDA LEARING HOW TO WRITE SMUT SO😭😭 LMK WHAT YALL WANNA SEE NEXT THO MY REQUESTS ARE OPENNNNN<333

#anton x reader #riize anton #anton smut #anton imagines #riize hard hours #riize smut #riize imagines #riize x reader #🐿️ writes anton #🐿️ writes riize

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yandereunsolved · 6 days

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Hii Im not sure if youre taking requests rn but if you have the time I would love for a yandere Kit Walker hc set or a yandere post death Kyle Spencer fic where the reader tries to leave him at Misty’s :)

The Honey In My Honeycomb - ,, yandere Kit Walker pre and post Asylum

tw(s): yandere themes, mentions of baby trapping, mention of murder of child(ren), descriptive gore

♡ It all started out like a cheesy romance movie. Your car broke down, and Kit just happened to be driving by. He fixed your car and invited you back to his shop. He ended up changing your oil and tires for free. It evolved into the two of you dating shortly after. You never saw the warning signs—none of them. You never saw through Kit's honeyed words and his charming smile. You would have been better off if you just listened to that tiny voice in the back of your mind telling you to run while you still could.

♡ You were stuck at his shop all day. He had gone home to retrieve some tools and never came back. You got worried that something may have happened to him. You weren't prepared for the gory scene you found. A trail of blood led to your bedroom, where you found Kit passed out near the mutilated corpse of a woman. Your clothes were thrown all around him, and he was cuddling them in his sleep. You freaked out and shrieked, which woke him up. He desperately tried to explain it to you. He pleaded with you to just listen to him. You didn't. You ran and reported him to the police. A part of your mind did want to believe him. The more time that passed, the more you believed in his innocence. Only you were wrong. He did murder all those people that he was accused of killing—over fifteen. He did it all for you. That is the secret he will take to the grave with him.

♡ He was put in Briarcliff Asylum while awaiting his trial. You were allowed to visit him, although it terrified you. You had heard such bloodcurdling stories about that place from the few patients that had survived it. Your visits with him always had to be monitored. Sometimes, though, no one would. That confused you, but you never verbalized it. Kit just threatened to kill the nuns if they interrupted your time with him. All of the nuns thought he must have been possessed by some lust devil. He just could never seem to get enough of you. Day and night, the only thing that came out of his mouth was praise about you—how pretty you looked, how vulnerable you were, how he had to protect you from the vile world that threatened to taint your purity.

♡ It was irritating, really. Protecting your visage wasn't easy when so many people tried to interrupt him. He had to get rid of Grace. It was really her fault. She just shouldn't have been flirting with him. She shouldn't have tried to come onto him. She shouldn't have ignored his warnings. He said multiple times that he was a man who was happily dating such a beautiful thing as yourself. Grace just didn't seem to listen to that. She even had the gall to interrupt one of your meetings with each other. He was in the middle of showing you how much he missed you. That was the last straw.

He made it seem like it was Doctor Arden's fault with a botched sterilization. He can clean that up himself. He's a big boy, and Kit isn't helping. He can't make himself look guilty in any way, of course. He could never let you know how much of a monster he really was.

♡ He has kept a ring in his pocket since the day he met you. The ring belonged to his grandfather. It's practically a family heirloom. He so desperately wants to put it on your finger. He just wants everyone to know that you belong to him—his darlin', his one and only. The thing is extremely shiny, too. It'd look so good on your hand.

♡ That's not the only jewelry he has for you. He has a lot more tucked away in his trusty, rusty old red tool box. He stole all of it from the people he killed for you. He plans on giving it all to you as wedding gifts. He'll fix all of the pieces, of course. He'll wipe the blood away and make sure none of it stains your beautiful figure. He also stole their money from their bank accounts. He has more than enough to keep you both financially stable until you die. He would never let his little house spouse work with some other man. The thought of it just makes his hand itch to reach for an axe.

♡ He fantasizes about what your wedding would look like. You'd look like a god(dess) walking down the aisle toward him. You wouldn't need anyone but him and the priest. He would kill the priest after. You wouldn't know that. It's just that he can't let anybody see such a holy sight except for him. He wouldn't want to risk somebody making an off comment or lusting over your figure.

Your body is yours and yours alone. It's also his, if you'll allow him to have it.

He can't wait till the wedding night. He has it all planned out. After your dinner, you'll both bathe together. He'll set the mood. You both will have each other for the first time in marriage. It's something that makes his mouth water when he thinks about it.

♡ If you can get pregnant... He will immediately try for a baby with you. He just thinks your belly would look so adorable swollen up with a mixture of you and him. You'd be completely dependent on him. You wouldn't be able to leave, and he'd be the best father to your children. Not to mention, he can teach them how to be protective of you. It'll be absolutely perfect! You'll have no way to escape!

♡ If you are unable to get pregnant... Kit doesn't want you to worry. He'll just pick a random kid off the street if he needs to. He'll kidnap a baby from the hospital and say he adopted them. He could go the legal route for adoption as well, if that would better please you. Anything to keep you with him until you both die in each other's arms.

♡ He ideally wants anywhere from two to five kids. He's always wanted one girl and one boy. He'd ultimately want five because you'd never leave him all alone with five children. Sure, you could run off with two, three, and a slim chance of four, but five? No. You have absolutely no chance of escaping him, then. Unless you wanted to abandon them and him, that is. That's fine! He'll just threaten their lives. He'll kill one of them if it convinces you to stay. There are no lengths he wouldn't go to to prove his unending love for you.

♡ He already has your shared casket picked out. He picked it out within the first week of both of you dating. He's already written both of your wills with your future children in mind. He has the plot of land picked out and everything. He may not be a rich man, but he'd spend every penny he has to make sure your shared resting place is envious to the heavens.

♡ The day he is released is a day that will live in infamy within his mind. He finally knew that he had to tie you to him, both literally and figuratively. He understood how fickle humanity is. He needs to save you from the dangers and trauma he faced while in there. The same Kit that came into the asylum isn't the same one that came out. He's a lot more open about his obsessive and possessive tendencies. That crazed look in his hazel irises isn't clouded by his sweet and homey nature anymore. You could see it; you can see it now. You couldn't escape.

♡ He doesn't allow you to leave the house for the first few months. If you try to escape, then it'll be even longer before he allows you to roam free without many restraints. You are trapped within a prison of his own desire. He gaslights you into believing it's for the best. You know how dangerous the world is out there. He's been through the asylum. He knows. He just wants to protect you. Can't you see that? He's traumatized and wants to protect you from that trauma. So that means locking you away in your shared house and keeping you there. Don't worry about boredom. Kit will buy you anything that will make a smile appear on your features. He's addicted to it. You have no shortage of books and other trinkets to keep you entertained while he is out working. Just not anything that you could use to communicate with people. The last thing he needs is you getting that silly little idea in your head to call the police on him.

♡ After about a year in captivity, assuming you haven't made numerous escape attempts, he'll propose to you and allow you to take short excursions with him. The wedding is just as he thought. It's just you, him, and the priest in the middle of the woods, only a few miles from your shared house. You may not have any guests or family, and he may have foraged the wedding certificate by signing fake people as witnesses, but your marriage is still real. A piece of paper doesn't define your love for each other. Of course, he murders the priest after. He chopped him up into tiny pieces with his axe, soaked his body in a mixture of chemicals, and then left those pieces of him at the bottom of lakes, rivers, and streams at least twenty miles away from the house. If you ask him what he's doing, he'll simply say that he's doing some spring cleaning. He's just taking out a bunch of old trash, that's all.

♡ Even when you gain more privileges, Kit still always has an eye on you. He's always close to you. He'll give you the illusion of space and privacy if he needs to. If you distance yourself too much from him, then he'll sweet talk you into letting him into your space once again. You don't feel good? It's because you haven't let him make you feel good in a while. You feel depressed because you aren't around him as much. You're isolating yourself from him. That's the problem. The problem is you. He'll be right here when you inevitably crawl back to him. He'll shush you and pepper kisses all along your body. You'll realize that you need him even more than he needs you.

♡ Give it two to five years and a lot of begging, and he'll let you help him while he works. He doesn't let you do any hard labor or interact with the customers. No, honey, he keeps you safe and sound in the back of the shop. You can clean his tools, sort his things, and perhaps even handle the money if he trusts you enough. It may look mundane to most people, but you crave it. You've been starved of any autonomy for the past few years. Being able to control a small workplace is like being somewhere safe, somewhere without Kit. You can allow your mind to drift off and fool yourself into thinking that you are safe. You can just imagine that Kit is nowhere to be found. You can almost taste freedom on your tongue during those fleeting moments.

♡ If you ask for help from someone, he kills them and burns their bodies to ashes in the hearth in your home. He finds it extremely romantic. He'll cuddle into you and whisper sweet nothings into your ear. He'll nip at your skin and mark you up. He's just a bit jealous. He's just a little more possessive. He can't believe that you thought someone else was better than him. He can't believe you wanted to leave him. He'll show you how good you have it. He'll just have to show you again how good he makes you feel—inside and out. The vile dead bodies of the people who have tried to help you take you away from him will keep you both warm at night. He'll take you right in front of the fireplace. He'll claim you again near the sizzling embers of those who dared get near you.

♡ Kit Walker is still as in love with you as the day he laid eyes on you. He has fallen even further into the depths of his own obsession with you. He's ready to take the next step and start a family with you. He can't wait to see your little ones running around the home. He can't wait to see them graduate with you. He can't wait to grow old with you; his devotion to you never faltering. He just needs you to be with him forever, even into the afterlife. He loves you. He'd kill the devil and every god in existence if he had to, just to keep you in his arms forever more.

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klausysworld · 1 year

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can i get a bit of angst with klaus and his girl who’s mad at him?? like she’s not talking to him and he’s clueless. maybe some smut at the end 🤷‍♀️

Please forgive me

Klaus isn’t very good at taking hints. He’s going to need you to specifically tell him what’s wrong for him to fix it.

So when you started being moodier with him he didn’t know what to do. He wasn’t sure if you were upset or mad or tired or what? He wasn’t sure if it was even aimed at him or someone else.

But once you started ignoring him he grew irritated which caused him to say some not so nice things. Regret wasn’t exactly something he was used to and so the feeling made him nauseous as his heart pounded in fear of your rejection.

He discovered that he must’ve said something else to you at some point to make you upset with him. He just had no idea what.

He had brought you breakfast every morning this week, sitting quietly watching as you clean the plate before handing it back to him as though he were your servant. His frustration was getting to him and he wasn’t sure how to respond to it

“Love…? Can you tell me what’s wrong?” He asked as he sat on the edge of your shared bed, nibbling at the skin around his fingers as he awaited any sort of response. Disappointed flooding him as he received nothing.

“Y/n? Love can you pass me the book?” He asked, the book was basically shoved into his arms taking him aback as he stared at you somewhat shocked

“Alright…i understand you’re angry for whatever reason but on what planet am i meant to be able to fix it if i am completely unaware of what’s happened?” He asked growing annoyed, even more so when you continued to scroll on your phone. His eyes flicked to the screen seeing you messaging someone. Without thinking he had snatched the device form your hands and began scrolling

“Niklaus!” You yelled trying to grab your phone but his hand had a tight grip on your arm keeping you away as he looked through your messages

“No, clearly you know something I don’t and if this is how i have to find out then so be it” he grumbled standing up and taking the phone with him. Now you didn’t have anything to hide on your phone but the lack of trust he seemed to have had your blood boiling. You stormed out of the room leaving him and your phone.

Later that night Klaus was sat on the edge of your bed with a confused expression on his face. His head perked up when he saw you getting into bed, he quickly slid in beside you pulling your body to his to spoon you.

“Im sorry” he whispered putting your phone on the dresser beside you both but you didn’t answer

“I know I took it too far” he muttered as he buried his face in your hair

“Im sorry” he repeated. His hands rubbed along your arms before lightly massaging your shoulders. Gently he rolled you onto your stomach. He leaned over your body as his hands worked their way down your back, little kisses left in their wake. His hands smoothed over your ass a few times before tenderly kneading the skin, your eyes stayed shut as you breathed in and out deeply. His hands continued their way down your thighs, calves and feet before beginning to nudge your legs apart.

Wet opened mouth kisses were spread up through your inner thighs as he slowly made his way up. You refused to make a sound as he lightly licked at your clit which coincidentally was already soaked as a result of his hands being all over your body. Unlike usually he didn’t tease you for it, he smiled to himself instead as he eagerly lapped through your folds before returning to your clit.

“Please forgive me” he mumbled before his tongue began to enthusiastically roll against you, forcing a gasp out of you as your hands gripped the sheet. Your back arched pressing your ass back to his head as he moaned against you and sucked gently wherever he could. He groaned loudly sending vibrations up through you, his hands moved to hold onto your hips pulling you as close to him as possible. His tongue dipped into your entrance, teasing the quivering hole. His face was effectively buried in your cunt as you lay there without a care in the world.

You let a few moans out to encourage him to keep going, you could feel how hard he was trying to make you cum as his tongue plunged as deep as it could inside you before quickly rubbing along your greedy clit and moaning into you continuously. You could feel your orgasm coming, he had been going for a little while now but you refused to let him think he had you nice as easy. Holding it was becoming tiring as your body shook and shivered every few seconds. Your body subconsciously moving to meet his mouth, damn near humping his face. Your mouth was left hanging open, eyes shut, brows furrowed as he despised chased your release in order to prove himself.

Klaus found himself almost high on you. Being inbetween your thighs was as close to heaven as he could be and you were letting him be there far longer than usual. He couldn’t stop the flow of noise he let rumble through your body while he sucked and lick at that precious little pearl you were giving him. His tongue moved impossibly fast loving how much your body reacted to him and the way you managed to keep your sounds at bay.

His pride only grew when he found that you were giving in to the feeling, cumming all over his face

“Oh fuck” you breathed while finally letting go, hands squeezing the fabric you held. Your body went back to its nearly limo state as he got up and rolled you onto your back. He was still licking his lips clean as he looked down to appreciate your presence. His hands stroked your face as he pulled you up to him into a hug. You didn’t struggle and instead wrapped your arms around him too. His face stayed in the crook of your neck as he kept you there

“Im sorry” he whispered “please forgive me”

You rubbed his back gently, you couldn’t just ignore him now, not when you could feel how upset he was and how much he wanted to fix what he had done

“It’s okay” you murmured while he continued to cling to you through the night

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callsignthirsty · 3 months

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Thirsty - 55 AND JAKE IM BEGGING YOU

HEY SUNNY!

YOU DON’T NEED TO BEG unless you wanted it in a timely manner. I HOPE YOU LIKE IT.

Pairing: Jake "Hangman" Seresin x F!reader Word Count: 850 Warnings: smut, overstimulation, p in v, mentioned fingering, mentioned oral (fem receiving), the mortification of being walking in on Minors DNI

Smut Prompt #55

You’ve been seeing Hangman for a couple months now. Suffice to say, the uranium mission had made him much more agreeable. Easier to palate. Just enough of his edges smoothed to make his smart mouth charming where it had once provoked with sarcasm and biting wit. And in that time, you hadn’t exactly wanted for sex. Hangman’s appetite was something else; you can’t think of a single time he’s left you wanting. But that doesn’t mean that you don’t like to take things into—ahem—your own hands every now and then. So when Hangman grumbles that Cyclone has wrangled him into a late night at North Island, you decide to have some fun.

Your assigned housing unit’s door doesn’t creak anymore since Hangman fixed it. Not that you’d have noticed after half a bottle of wine, anyway. You’d been too distracted to hear your spare key snick the deadbolt or the door open. So you were shocked into momentary stillness when Jake appeared in your doorway hardly thirty minutes after he’d usually roll around. Staying late, your ass.

“What’s wrong, darlin’?” he asks, eyes drinking you in unabashedly where you’re spread out on your bed, fingers buried between your legs. “Don’t stop on my account.”

You heaved a sigh. That wasn’t how you’d planned on your night going. Reassuring your situationship that taking your pleasure into your own hands wasn’t a reflection on his ability to get you off. “It’s not like that.”

“What’s it like, then?”

You decide direct is the best approach. “Sometimes I just want to cum.” And you’d assumed he wouldn’t be stopping by after his apparently-not-so-late night.

Hangman hums as if he’s mulling it over while he unbuttons his khaki top, dropping it as he steps forward to tower over you in his undershirt and regulation pants. “Well, since you want to cum so badly, why don’t we see how many times I can make you cum right now.”

When Hangman gets something in his head, he chases after it with his entire being. It’s one of the things about him that had both infuriated and fascinated you.

So, the answer is five.

Once as he guided your hips in a sinful grind against his thigh, sucking a bruise into your collarbone. Again with his fingers massaging the sensitive walls of your cunt and pure filth caressing your ear. Twice with his face nestled between your thighs—technically a third when he used his tongue and fingers in tandem.

“Jake,” you whimper, lightly swatting his head away from your quivering, oversensitive pussy. “That’s– ah! That’s enough.”

He chuckles, the sound originating deep in his chest. “You sure?” he asks, crawling up your tired body. All you want to do is sink into your mattress, but plush lips catch your nipple, and you can’t help the way you arch into the slick heat. He lets your nipple go with a pop. “I think I can get one more out of you.”

He takes his time playing with your tits before he nudges your legs far enough apart for his hips to slot between them. He shudders as he presses himself close, lazily thrusting his long-ignored cock along the length of your cunt. Nudging your clit and sending sparks crackling all throughout your system before drawing back to start over again. You wonder, a little hysterically, if he broke something inside of you. If he’d knocked a screw loose for you to want it after the wringer he’s purposely put your body through.

As the sensation walks the fine line between pain and delicious pleasure, you wrap your legs around his hips and roll into his next thrust. Offer him more of the friction you know he craves. He looks every bit the cat who got the cream as he brings a hand down to position himself at your entrance, but he pushes in slowly. Relief and restraint warring on his face as his jaw slackens and he fights to push in slowly, the movement slick from how wet he’s gotten you.

“There you go,” Jake rasps, muscles bunching as he lowers himself to capture bitten lips in a kiss. The rhythm he starts is gentler than you think he’s been with you before, but he’s brushing all the spots that wind you tightest. His pale eyes are half-lidded. “This okay?”

It��s over far sooner than you could have anticipated, but with everything else you’ve endured and the way Jake grinds against your sweet spot with unerring accuracy, liquid gold rushes through your veins as he makes you fall apart in record time.

“So fuckin’ hot,” Jake groans, pulling out of you to strip his cock. Grunting as he shudders through his orgasm, pearly ropes decorating your abdomen.

“Six,” he says, pressing a kiss to your stomach before leaving the bed to retrieve a washcloth.

You’d throw your pillow at him if it weren’t so comfy… or if you could get your arms to work. “Don’t sound so smug.”

“Whatever you say, darlin’.”

You’re asleep by the time he gets back to the bed with that washcloth.

#thirsty answers #thirsty's smut prompt list #the long overdue 801 follower celebration #jake hangman seresin x reader #jake hangman seresin x female!reader #hangman x reader #top gun smut prompt #top gun smut #user: purelyfiction #requests are still closed

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seiquack · 1 year

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Just For Tonight

☆ || Sanzu / Haruchiyo Akashi | 明司春千夜 x gn!reader

angst, comfort (?), reader and sanzu aren't together here, I dont think Sanzus personality is accurate, I'll just let you think what au Sanzu is from lol, not proofread!

The both of you lay in Sanzu's bed in his apartment, it was quiet only the tick of the clock and soft breathing could only be heard

Your relationship was over and the both of you decided to stay as friends, after a few drinks at the bar he offered to take you to his home since you lived far away and you were too intoxicated to commute back home

You lay on the old side of the bed you used to sleep on wearing your old pajamas that were kept in Sanzus closet where your clothes used to be hung on

He never thought of removing your old clothes from his closet since he always hoped that you would come back again and sleep next to him

He was on the other side of the bed turning his back against you facing the wall, wearing a shirt and pajama pants you urged him to buy one time the both of you went out to shop for clothes together

The only thing that separated the two of you was a pillow that served as a barrier between the two of you. One of you could've just slept on the couch or the guest room yet neither the two of you brought to the idea and just let the other do anything

sobering up unable to sleep you thought if this was appropriate, if exes should even still be in contact let alone share a bed

The whole time the tension was awkward between the two of you, you wanted to speak up and ask if it was okay for you to occupy the guest room. But that was an hour ago

You didn't know the time it was too dark to see what time it was from the clock, you remind yourself to tell him to get a digital alarm clock before you leave tomorrow morning

Sanzu wanted to turn around, throw the pillow separating the both of you, ask what led to your breakup, apologize for it, and hug you. He couldn't just do that and expect you to let him do it, his stomach weighed heavy as minutes passed by all he could do was stare at whatever he was facing

Thinking if he should talk to you or not, he doesn't know what you'll say and a part of him doesn't want to hear it

He doesn't want to hear you talk fearing he'll start crying in front of you. He can't handle the fact that he isn't in your life anymore and he should not try and make his way in again

He was too immersed in his thoughts that he didn't feel the bed move slightly as you moved to face his back

he only realized when you called out to him

"Haru" you call out to him whispering

There, it was the nickname you used to call him.

You called out to him in a voice that made his insides feel warm, a voice that belonged to the person he loves since he could remember.

he doesn't face you, he doesn't want to know why you decided to say his name

"Haru" you call him again, hesitant about your actions and the world that threatened to spill from your mouth

You feel the bed move and hear the sheets crinkle as he turns over to face you, you felt his eyes looking at you even though you couldn't see his face

"Yeah?" he answers "What's wrong?" he asks you in a hushed concerned tone

You didn't know if the words that came out of you were caused by the tone of his voice or the leftover alcohol that was still in your system

"Can you hold me like before, please?"

You asked moving closer to him ignoring the pillow that was supposed to keep you both separated, he was taken back by your sudden request

He let out a quiet "ok" removing the pillow tossing it somewhere in the room and moving closer to you

You wrap your arms around his neck hiding on his neck and tangling your legs together, he hugs you leaving his hands on your back

The feeling of hugging him again makes you miss this feeling and him

knowing this was only for tonight and never again.

You missed this feeling badly, and so did he.

( a/n: Im so tired I've been repeatedly fixing and reposting for like 3 times now cause tumblr wont post it. Anyways this is inspired by the storu i saw here abt Matsukawa x reader from a hq blog acc yet I cant find it pls let me know if you do know what im talking about. All my posts seem to be the same huh no wonder I feel like all of them are trash )

Likes and Reblogs are appreciated (⁠ ⁠˘⁠ ⁠³⁠˘⁠) ♡ !

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softwebss · 2 years

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can I request a peter parker reader where the reader is on her period and peter does what he can to help her feel better? ily azzie <333

🌸 flower anon

that is very slay of you to request flower anon- ilyt! also im like 99.99999% sure that ik who you are 😏 so beware anon... beware- also I kinda sorta went out of the lines on the 'helping her feel better part'

PAIRING – tasm! peter parker x female! reader SUMMARY – peter parker finds out you're on your period GENRE – fluff, romance, peter being soft WARNINGS – soft petey, periods + mention of blood

You were laying on your back at the end of your bed, stuffing nachos in your mouth letting 'star wars' play on the television.

Your stomach pained with cramps, which was the worst feeling to ever exist. It was that time of the month. Your period.

You let a sigh out, and leaned forward to change the movie. The sounds of lightsabers were starting to annoy you. Before you could change the channel, you heard a slight tap on your window.

"May I?" a familiar voice whispered, hanging at the edge of your window.

"It's open," you mumbled, suddenly having the urge to sit up straight and fix your clothes. Did you just notice you looked like all hell broke loose?

The masked vigilante swooped down, having crawled through. His eyes widened underneath his mask, seeing you in such a... messy state.

He took his mask off, revealing his mop of brown hair. A grin was plastered across his face. "peter parker, you adorable idiot" you thought to yourself.

"What do you want, spidey?" you mused. Peter ran a hand through his curly locks, and sauntered over to you. He put a hand on your forehead. "Is anything wrong?" you inquired.

"Nothing, love," his tone was concerned. A flock of butterflies swarmed your heart, as he called you that. You loved it when he called you that. "I should be more or less asking you that," Peter mumbled. You raised an eyebrow.

He frowned, sitting on the hem of the bed now. "Are you sick?" Peter asked.

"No," you retorted a little too quickly, "Why would I be?"

you pulled the blanket more over your heating pad, so he couldn't see. He glanced at your... area and smirked.

"I think I know why you've been so cranky and tired lately," Peter said, slightly pulling the sheets to reveal your heating pad, and the pool of blood beneath it from the night earlier. You just had to be too lazy to wash it, didn't you.

You hung your head back and smacked his shoulder. "I hate you," you grimaced. He shrugged aimlessly and wagged a finger in front of your face.

"You could've just told me you were on your month, y'know," Peter rolled his eyes. "I wasn't gonna overreact, I'm not some douché like Flash."

"I know you aren't," You flushed, your cheeks reddening at the fact that he knew. "I was just- I thought that you would- erm... probably.. probably avoid me-"

"And why would I avoid the love of my life?" he asked playfully.

"I dunno," you fumbled, "It's kinda disgusting that the fact I'm bleeding out and-"

"It's not disgusting," he snapped, "Don't degrade yourself like that, dumbass. It's a small price to pay for being able to have children of the most beautiful girl in the world."

You blushed, and draped your arms around him, resting your head on his chest. "I love you..." you giddily reminded him. The smell of his cologne was heavenly to you.

Peter patted your head and landed a kiss on your head. "I love you too, dumbass..."

#tasm! peter parker x reader #peter parker x reader #peter parker oneshot #tasm! peter parker fluff #andrew garfield peter parker #andrew peter parker #peter parker imagine #period comfort #fluff

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bluesworldd · 9 months

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PT1. ➤ RUNNING ON E

pairing: miles morales 42 x gn reader

cw/tw: death, description of blood, panic attack(s), cursing, mention of vomiting, using the word “god” in vein, mentions of depression, lower case letters intended. no use of y/n

*if i missed anything please let me know*

genre: ANGST!!, hurt/comfort.

synopsis: you never seen your boyfriend like this, and as much as it hurts all you could do was be there for him.

proofread?: yes/no/kinda

blues says: this wasn’t supposed to be a series but here we are… first fic im kinda nervous. hope you enjoy

spoilers ahead !

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god.

standing on top of the body miles couldn’t breath- god what has he done? there was blood everywhere; on the ground, on the walls, on him. the world seemingly began to spin, miles was beginning to hyperventilate with ringing in his ears.

it had happened so fast, too fast. he was supposed stop some of these guys from a smuggling, he never meant to kill anyone. god where did he go wrong? trying to remember only seemed to make this all worse, he could feel his mouth start to salivate, miles was gonna be sick-

“MILES! hey are you listening?!” aaron yelled. grabbing his shoulder while taking miles out of his trance. just how long have they been standing here? “hey look we have to go” he had began dragging miles to the parked car. this was all surreal and too sudden, fuck what was he going to do now? how could he possibly live knowing he took someone else’s life? what if he went to prison? how would uncle aaron see him? how would his mom see him? fuck how would you see him?

being practical shoved in the car he could hear his uncle’s voice. “listen miles we tell nobody, not your mother, not your friends, absolutely nobody. ok?” miles truly wishes he could respond but honestly everything his uncle said went into one ear and out the other. instead of responding miles opted for nodding thats all he could do right now.

god miles just wanted to go home and sleep the night away in his parents bed like he used to, when everything was fine and all he had to worry about was going waking up on time..oh how the times have changed, miles can’t remember when it all changed.

miles was so absorbed by his own thoughts that he didn’t even notice he was already home. turning his head he could see the conflicted look on his uncles face. “look miles…im sorry none of that shit should have happened….fuck” miles wasn’t upset with his uncle, no it wasn’t him who dragged miles into this, miles did this to himself. he got so engrossed with his depression and rage that he ended up taking this stupid offer in the first place but here he is, dont get him wrong, miles never intended to kill anyone. besides needing a distraction from his grief he needed this money, miles refused to watch his mother work herself to the bone. either way if miles could take it all back he definitely would.

“…so what should we do now?” god his mouth was so dry and his voice sounded so weak. “ill fix all of this, you don’t have to worry about anything…” aaron trailed on “fuck im so sorry miles” his uncle’s voice didn’t sound any stronger than his, miles could hear how apologetic his uncle was. “..why dont you head inside, its late and your mother is probably worried sick…ill deal with everything..” nodding his head miles made his way into his complex. miles was beyond tired and decided that he would sleep all of this away and deal with everything tomorrow.

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#˗ˏˋblue is writing´ˎ˗#miles morales x reader #miles morales #earth 42 miles morales x reader #earth 42 miles morales #astv x reader #spiderman astv #astv miles

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asmogorna · 1 month

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Sorry to send another ask so soon (and idk if someones asked this already) but if you have any headcanons for Jon I'd love to hear them!

OK SO im really sorry it took me THIS long to get to this i quite literally.. forgot i had smth in my inbox woopsies. the reason i remembered is cause mootie posted some Spine hcs and i was like "woah"

alsooo im not good at putting my thoughts onto "paper" especially in english so you will have to excuse me

anywho my jon headcanons some sad some random /ref

First of all i think that his relationship with Peter Walter I would be far from close. he would be seen as the type of child who's both "too much mess to take care of" and "strong enough to take care of himself" if that makes sense. Peter did love him as his creation but would openly admit that he's not his proudest one, meanwhile Jon wouldn't feel much connection at all. he sympathized with his creator but only in a way he would with any other human being, there was more gratitude than love

Jon struggles with constant malfunctions and his mechanisms are a mess (partially because he gets himself in trouble all the time), so at one point Peter would get tired of fixing him so frequently, and tell him that he can just "walk some things off". That thought stuck to the bot and he would think of all of his malfunctions as slight inconveniences, i mean, he can still perform so why pay attention to the constant neck pain or powering up struggles ? it just became a habit and he kind of forgot that things like that shouldn't be ignored

After a long while when Peter Walter VI grew up enough to start learning more about how automatons work, Jon would be used as a "lab rat" (not really but its just what he himself called it) for young VI to practice fixing mechanisms. thats pretty much when he heard "Wait this cant be right" about his messed up physical state for the first time in a long while. little Peter didnt get to fix all of the things that were wrong with Jon's body, but he did manage to take care of some of them, which almost surprised Jon with how nice it felt to not hear pieces of broken gears rattle in his head every time he moved (who wouldve thunk)

ok now to more lighthearted stuff !!

Jon actually has a very strong bond with Sam ! He loves watching the mustached man work and sometimes follows him around, just enjoying his company. At first Sam thought that the tone-gold automaton was creepy and uncanny, but grew attached to him and his stupidity (/lh). i also think that Sam would be one of the few Walter workers who dont baby the Jon and actually treat him like they would treat any other robot :3

Also Jon just loves his robot family endlessly. shocker !! im not sure how explain it but i think hes the only one to look at other Walter automatons and go "bro i love them so much" at all times. in his head at least. obviously he teases them and argues with them but he wont think twice before accepting a hug from his siblings (except for Upgrade theyre rivals /j)

Speaking of Upgrade !! They feel the most sibling-ish to me (aside from Rabbit & The Spine) because they constantly poke fun at each other yet they still are willing to give each other help and comfort when needed. She once had to carry him all the way back to the Walter manor because they forgot to take some extra cans of crystal pepsi

Also Upgrade got in an accident once which caused her to have a fractured face for a couple of days, and Jon was there the entire time to comfort her and constantly tell her that shes still very pretty

Unlike with other robots, the food that Jon eats doesnt just fall through his uncovered jaw/run into his boiler or anything like this, instead it just. disappears. once he closes his mouth the food just vanishes into the unknown, yet Jon claims that he enjoys the process of "eating" (nobody knows how it works)

LITTLE GIRLS THAT GO TO SPG SHOWS LOVE HIM !! once the band finishes performing, he constantly gets pulled away by a small giggling pink-ish blob to join their tea party or hula hooping contest. thats why he has quite a knowledge on "girly" themes and educates other automatons on the matter

THATS IT FOR NOW TY FOR READING :3

#steam powered giraffe #spg #the jon spg #idk how to tag this uh #i love jon #i love him sm #hes my girlfriend #spg headcanons

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ajaxstar · 1 year

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THIS IS HALLOWEEN

in this town we call home, everyone hail to the pumpkin song. in this town, don’t we love it now? everybody’s waiting for the next surprise!

pairings: qiqi (platonic), ei, albedo, itto, scaramouche x gn!reader

note: thank you for everyone that sent in characters (and to the anon that sent the idea for scara’s)! characters included are those who were requested more than once <3 also! im so sorry for posting this late for halloween, my ... phone broke ... i don't currently have my datas backed up and i don't know if i should have it fixed or buy a new one soon. with that said, i might not be so active in tumblr and that makes me feel so BAD

genres: halloween theme, modern au, kinda crack, use of scaramouche’s real name (kunikuzushi), klee and albedo are siblings, use of “onii-chan” (“brother” in japanese)

prompts:

qiqi & ei: halloween treats

albedo & itto: halloween trick or treating

scaramouche: halloween costumes

ꔛ QIQI

“oh, that’s quite a lot!” baizhu remarked as he noticed you and qiqi empty the bags full of halloween treats on the floor. he was right, all because you and qiqi decided to continue trick or treating far enough to receive a lot that varied in different types of treats. you laughed and nodded in reply while trying to organize it all to be stored in a jar you prepared while baizhu kneeled down to join you and qiqi.

however, it seemed that baizhu wouldn’t stop sneaking a few small ones into his mouth.

“baizhu, less eating and more helping!”

“i am helping, y/n. i’m lessening the ones needed to be put away, am i not?”

you squinted your eyes at the green haired man while he just shot you with his closed eyed half smile, half smirk as he continued ‘helping’. you sighed and continued, not until you noticed qiqi’s face that featured her adorable, little pout while she fiddled the ends of her mummy costume with her small fingers.

you smiled softly and opted to move closer to her before you placed a comforting hand behind her back. “qiqi, what’s wrong? are you tired?” she only shook her head and furrowed her brows with her head hung low.

however, you didn’t need to try to gain an answer from her when you noticed how much she shifted her eyes at the candies and chips in front of her, as if looking for something. so you smiled and placed a tender hand on her cheek to make her look up to you, “qiqi, i prepared a little ‘treat’ for you! oh- and it’s your favorite!”

“qiqi’s… favorite…?” you giggled when her eyes shone in a combination of curiosity and excitement. you nodded at her before you stood up and made your way towards the kitchen to get something from the refrigerator. you returned with your hands behind your back, hiding the item from qiqi while baizhu chuckled for he already knew what you had prepared this morning for the little one.

“alright. now, you have to ask me the spoooky~ question before i give it to you!”

qiqi curiously gazed up at your kneeled figure with your hands behind your back. nevertheless, she stood up and picked up her halloween bag beside her as her hands stretched it open for you. “trick or treat…!” despite her soft, quiet voice, she tried her best to say it louder than she did during earlier’s trick or treating.

“here’s your treat, cocogoat milk!” you smiled at qiqi and showed her what you had, coconut milk — or cocogoat milk, as she always calls it — stored in a pumpkin-shaped bottle and a straw. a wide smile found its way onto her features as she placed her bag down and took the bottle with both of her hands, she quickly expressed her thankfulness and, without a second wasted, started sipping on the straw. the delighted hum and the sparkles in her eyes made you smile.

“so,” baizhu started once you’ve stood up with the jar full of treats in your hands, “do i get a treat too?”

“well, did you say ‘trick or treat’? and, you’re not wearing a costume.”

your little banter with baizhu was interrupted once you felt qiqi tug on the ends of your costume. you smiled and kneeled down on her level to hear her out.

“can qiqi… ask for another?…”

ꔛ RAIDEN EI

it’s early in the evening as you smiled after you finished filling the first container with different varieties of candies, chocolates, biscuits, and chips. you didn’t have to worry about the second container that you trusted ei to fill; after all, she was the one that voluntarily offered a hand after noticing how many you and her bought from the other day’s grocery shopping.

you picked up the filled container and turned around to walk towards your girlfriend, whose back was turned to you as she filled her container.

“honey, are you done?—” you noticed how her actions froze upon hearing your voice, while your words halted as your eyes landed upon the reason behind it.

“ei!” you called, your voice a bit louder in shock. “i told you to fill the container, not eat it!” you now moved to stand beside her sitting figure by the dinner table and placed your container on the table. “those are for the kids who’ll be knocking on our door to trick or treat later…” you sighed.

ei lifted her head up to look at you with her witch hat still on her head. “well…” she started, her voice a little mumbled as she still had her mouth full, only continuing once she had swallowed. “you mentioned that it was ‘my’ container, i thought it meant that the contents are mine as well, love.” you grumbled at her words and shook your head. why didn’t you expect this from her?

she lifted her hand to show you a piece of chocolate with the wrapper still in-tack to it, giving you a view of her nails that were painted purple, “also, this is my favorite among it all. you really made an amazing decision for buying this, darling.”

it was the chocolate that you were unsure of buying due to its unfamiliar brand. “really?” she nodded at your question. you lifted your hand in order to take the piece of wrapped chocolate from her fingers, only for her to move it away from your reach.

ei stood up in order to stretch her arm that held the chocolate higher, totally out of your reach, but you still tried your best to reach it; standing on your toes and hopping. it didn’t click to you that your body was pressed against hers, faces barely a few centimeters away from each other.

it also didn’t click to you that her free arm was now wrapped around your waist and you weren’t fast enough to notice her lips pressed against yours in a loving kiss. your widened eyes stared at her, whose eyes were closed, soon you wrapped your arms around her and kissed back with your eyes closed. ei’s kisses always felt so electrifying no matter the intensity, it left sparks and tingles.

it makes you breathless, ‘til you wish every moment could last for eternity.

but, now, you could taste something deliciously sweet from her lips. it taste like chocolate.

when ei pulled away from the kiss, she took notice of your flushed cheeks and chuckled.

“so, how did it taste, darling?”

ꔛ ALBEDO KREIDEPRINZ

“trick or treat!”

it were the three same words you’ve been hearing for the past hour ever since people of different ages wearing costumes started knocking on your door, you’ve given treats to every single one of them. however, this time, you recognized very well who was the little girl wearing an orange-black colored dress with a pumpkin hat on top of her head accompanied by an older male wearing what seemed to be a prince costume.

“hm…” you placed a hand on your hip as you pretended to think. “i think i don’t have anything left to give to the both of you.”

“eh- but!! i thought you said klee will get a looot of treats if klee dressed up!?” you noticed that klee lifted the pumpkin on her head to be able to look up to you properly. you laughed and shook your head before showing to the pair the container full of treats and took multiple handfuls of sweets to stuff into her and albedo’s halloween bags. klee’s eyes sparkled and her wide smile reappeared as she looked at the contents of her bag before looking back up to you again. “thank you sooo muuuch~!” you placed a hand on her head and ruffled her hair with a smile.

“i’m sorry that we stopped by quite late, flower. klee and i decided to start from the ones near our neighborhood before we expanded our route.” albedo apologized.

you shook your head, “it’s totally fine, ‘bedo. it’s actually an amazing strategy to get more treats.” you laughed and albedo nodded with an adoring smile on his face that you didn’t notice was because of you.

you felt a tug at the end of your clothes; the moment you looked down, you’re met with klee’s pleading eyes. “can you join klee and albedo onii-chan for trick-or-treating?” your eyes widened, would that really be a good idea?

“it’ll be fun.” albedo mused. “after all, our costume quite matches each other’s, no?” your eyes automatically scanned his costume, then yours. once you realized that the theme of the costumes matched, even without having it planned, your cheeks gained a red hue and warmth you couldn’t shake off.

in your flustered silence, albedo chuckled and offered you a hand, accompanied by a charming and loving smile on his lips.

“shall we, your highness?”

ꔛ ARATAKI ITTO

you groan with your hand on your forehead as itto and his friends receive another set of candies inside their bags. why were you here again, anyway? right, itto had actually convinced you to accompany him for trick-or-treating, even got you convinced to wear an oni costume that matches his.

he turns around to leave after thanking the kind owner of the house, but never forgets to wrap his arm around your waist to bring you along with him while his other hand held his halloween bag. his set of rowdy friends were silenced by shinobu when she noticed that almost all eyes on the street are on them for being too loud. in the mean time, your eyes looked up at itto who was too busy enjoying his pumpkin-shaped lollipop while striding towards a new house to trick-or-treat to.

"itto, are you seriously going to go for another house?"

"babe, of course! it's halloween, so we shouldn't waste this opportunity to get snacks for free!"

you flash him a dumbfounded look, which he laughs at. "if you just wanted free snacks, i could have just bough some and gave it to you for free so we wouldn't have to go trick-or-treating."

at your words, realization, shock, and panic fills the expression of his face as he immediately scrabbled closer in front of you.

"no! that won't do! we had to go trick-or-treating together. it wouldn't be fun without your dear boyfie, righttt?" he reasoned before he showed you his phone's lockscreen wallpaper — which was the picture he took of the both of you earlier before stepping out to trick or treat. "look!! we look absolutely cute and awesome together with our matching costumes i bought for us!"

you wouldn't — couldn't — deny it, really, he was right. it made you giddy knowing that he was the one that initiated something so couple-y. you laughed and shook your head at him, no matter how much you could possibly say 'no', you found trick or treating with itto endearing.

"alright, fine." you grinned, unable to hold it back anymore. "if you don't give me a bag right now, i'm dragging the both of us home right now."

itto's loud, enthusiastic laugh echoed into your ears and you still couldn't help but feel the butterflies. after he gave you an empty and unused halloween bag, he flashed you his grin that showed his fangs while he interlocked his larger fingers with yours securely.

"but, babe, i'm stealing all the lollipops you get."

"what!? no fair, itto! at least trade it with my favorites!"

ꔛ SCARAMOUCHE

"no."

clear, stern, and emphasized. that's how scaramouche answered with every halloween costume you've presented to him, hoping that at least one will tickle his fancy. however, it has been so long and you've lost count of how many costumes he had turned down — which were, all of the costumes you've shown him. you've offered him to personally look one for himself on his own, in hopes that it could solve the problem.

but he merely skimmed through it all.

"come on, pleaase, kuni?" you pleaded. "it'll be so cute with us wearing something that matches for the party!"

"y/n, we are not children to be going around wearing costumes in halloween." he retorted with his arms still firmly crossed against his chest.

"but it makes up for the occasion!" you reasoned out while showing him two costumes that matches with one another. "how about we wear this?" you smiled, but the sigh he releases makes you lower your arms from holding up the two costumes before putting it back into the costume store's rack.

it makes you think that maybe scaramouche wasn't a fan of dressing up, trick-or-treating, or that he isn't really a fan of halloween as a whole. so with a bit of a heavy heart, you returned every costume you've presented to him. with how busy you were, you don't notice him watching you with guilt in his indigo irises. he's too harsh on this — on you.

your hand held the hanger of the vampire costume, the last that you had to put back, until a gentle hand stopped you from doing so before the owner had stole the costume away from your hands. you look up and watch as scaramouche examines the coat, your eyes confused as he looks back at you.

"i think i'll wear this." scaramouche turns to you as you notice the superiority on his voice disappear. "and you can wear this." he said as he got another vampire costume that matches with the one he plans to wear.

"k-kuni, you don't really have to if you don't want to-"

"i want to." he states firmly, yet his voice is soft. "for you."

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insomniackae · 2 years

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- When I was your man -

(Neglected F!Reader x Albedo)

Summary: You're married to Albedo, at least thats what people think. He was almost never there for you. You're just his sick sister's caregiver to him. Maybe it's time for you to go.

Warnings: Klee is sick, ooc, terrible, angst, im frustated with this one, Albedo is kinda mean but not that mean, word crime,theres barely any pronouns referring to reader, GAWD IM SO TIRED, might do a part 2 idk, THERES ALOT THAT IS WRONG BUT IDC

It's a marriage of convenience, with you helping Albedo while also getting benefits such as protection. Albedo, your husband, married you for the sake of his sister who got an incurable disease. He needed someone to take care of her since he is too busy for that. Luckily, there's you.

It's a marriage out of love, well at least for him. For you, this marriage is a golden opportunity to become closer to Albedo. An opportunity to steal his heart. Even though your true intentions are different, you still took care and love Klee. She is like a daughter to you.

You both lives in a small house prepared by Albedo in Mondstat since Klee can't handle cold temperature with such conditions. Because of his works and projects, he was rarely there. You can't blame him since he is the Chief Alchemist after all.

At first you don't really mind the lack of presence of your husband as you're well aware of how busy he is but as the days pass, you started to be self conscious, aware of the loneliness that even Klee can't cure.

He doesn't even touch you, not even once. Isn't that supposed to be the responsibility of an husband? You can only see his beautiful grayish-blonde hair when he comes to visit his sister.

You knew it's a pure loveless marriage, yet you can't help to wish.

Oh how you wish you can be closer to him, be more intimate and spend more time together. Oh how you wish to be by his side when he is drowning in work, giving him words of encouragement. Oh how you wish you can help him relief his stress, just like how any other husband and wife would.

"Sister! Do you miss Mister Albedo?"

The cute voice of Klee snaps you out of your nonsensical dilemma, you cocked your head to your left to see a cute blonde girl in red, which despite of her poor condition, are still very bright and happy.

Do you miss him? It's been a while since you last saw him. Maybe you did.

...

"Of course I do, my dear. I miss him very-very much"

"Awh! Don't be sad sister. Here, you can help make this cute exploding dessert!" Klee offer. She knows that you're feeling sad so she wants to help you forget about it. There's nothing that a dessert can't fix right?

Well, she is right. You had lots of fun baking with Klee. It was lovely- But at the same time chaotic. You both made a bombed shaped dessert that sparks in your mouth- made with a special ingredient. It was delicious so you decided to go to Dragonspine to let Albedo try. I mean, his sister baked that! He should at least try a bite. You're aware that Albedo doesn't need to eat, but it doesn't hurt to try.

After alot of struggling and hardship of going to the harsh snow, you finally arrived at his lab.

There you saw him, Albedo, your husband is there with Sucrose experimenting together sitting oh so close to each other. As his wife, there's a spark of jealousy and insecurity in your heart, burning it to ashes.

"He probably think of her as a friend."

"Of course he needs to be with her, their co worker"

"Experimenting is very dangerous, he will need her by his side at all time"

"He's doing this for the sake of his career"

You tried and tried to calm yourself, denying all your intrusive thoughts. But, you're still just a human.

"Maybe he deserves someone who's better, who understand him"

And with that, you put the desserts on a table near you quietly, trying not to get caught and left. As quiet as how you first came.

You goes down the mountain in tears flooding you cheeks, almost frozen.

I guess you just lucky being married to him huh?

You wanted his attention but he doesn't want to give you want. Deserved.

Well, fast forwards to 3 months later, you finally started to accepted the fact that Albedo will never love you and that made your mood gloomy. Lucky that there's Klee.

She begged you to go for a walk around Mondstat with her. Despite her sick body, Klee is still the same Klee. Who could say no to a cute blooming smile like that?

Klee's sound of laughter and cheery smile lights up the day, washing away your pain bit by bit. But as always, the joy doesn't last long.

"RUN KLEE! LET ME HANDLE THIS!"

You shouted with all your might as a group hilichurls approaches you. You can't risk Klee using her vision because of her currently weak physique due to her illness. Her body won't be able to handle it. So you take matter into your own hand.

Klee ran, as fast as she can to seek for help despite tears flooding hard down her cheeks. "Trust your big sister."

You launch yourself at the group and try your best to slow them down. The quantity was unnatural, it was suspicious. You brushed your thoughts away and focus on slowing them down despite being weak.

Right. You're weak. You don't have any vision nor any sense of combat to fight those monster. What were you thinking?! You must be stupid. But you rather be stupid and die, than having them hurts your little sister. You are her big sister, her mother, her bestfriend, her guardian. And she is your everything.

This is your time. To protect Klee. To complete Albedo's task. To free yourself.

" Maybe it was not the time for us."

By the time the knights arrive, it was already too late. You were nowhere to be seen. There was only your bloodied shirt with a ring covered in blood, sparkling under the sun of Teyvat even with it's terrible state.

It's your wedding ring.

Klee was crying hysterically and the knights tried their best to calm her down. Like it or not, she had to accept it. You're gone.

Albedo's was notified of this later on, but he has no emotion. Monotone. Heartless.

" I suppose it's time to find Klee a new caregiver."

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#angst #albedoxreader #genshin #genshinimagines # genshinimpact #genshinselfinsert #kae.fic

You open your eyes, droopy and sleepy after what it felt like days of laying down. You found yourself laying on a soft bed. You groaned a bit, putting you arms on your forehead as you turn your head to the left.

(JK SORRY)

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There's a tall ginger figure sitting near the window, looking out to admire the view of a foreign place. You sit yourself up and then it hits you, you're in a foreign place, in a foreign man's house, almost half naked.

"AHHH!" Sharp scream shoots out from your mouth. Shocking the unknown man as he quickly approach you. You pull the sheets that were covering you up to your chest.

'Wait, this isn't covering enough.' You then decided to move as lightning, wrapping the sheets around your body like burrito to fully cover you except for your face. "Who are you and why am I naked?!"

A loud annoying laugh bursts from the man, it went on for long to the point that the ginger had to cover his beautiful&hard abs stomach and tears starts to prick out of the corner his eyes.

"Why are you laughing?! What's so funny huh?!" Your face turns red from anger and embarrassment. You can just imagine fumes coming out of your ears like it's always described in books you read before.

You took a peek from under the cover and just stared at the glass. The ginger just sigh with your behaviour. "You do you, girlie. Don't search for me when you want something."

"Hahah- Calm down stranger! I saved you from dying in a river you know! You were so injured you might've died if I didn't saw you earlier! You should've thank me. Plus, you're not naked. They're still bandages on your body, unless you want me to remove th-"

"STOP" You yelled, face covered in the red of embarrassment. You hide your face in the sheets, in an attempt to save yourself. He just chuckles, walking away from the bed to grab something and putting it on a small table near the bed. "Here, drink this. You must be thirsty."

You reach out for the glass and drink the cold refreshing water slowly considering he saved you. "So, may I know your name sir?"

He looked as if he was expecting the question. I mean what's more important than knowing you saviour's name?

"Ah! Glad you asked. I'm Childe, also go by Tartaglia. It's yours to decide which is what you desires to call me. Pleasure to meet you." His self introducing is quite flowery, I guess.

"I'll just call you Childe" Since he acts like a child *eyes roll emoji*

"Alright! Childe it is. And may I have the honour of knowing your name?" He requested with a cheeky smile decorating his face. Right, talking about his face, you must admit he is quite handsome. His beautiful blue eyes, locking eyes to eyes with you. His masculine and exquisite face shape makes his handsomeness pops out. His smile is cheeky and annoying, yet charming. Oh, his physique is good too.

"Ehem- Stranger? Are you done staring now? Are you a pervert?" His words snapped you back to earth. Realizing that you, a stranger to him, are fucking staring and scanning his whole body is so unacceptable. You're embarrassing yourself a lot today.

"Oh! R-right! My name is [name]. Sorry for my rude behaviour."

"Haha! Don't be, [ name ]! I can't blame you for being attracted to my charming self." You' re too annoyed to tolerate him. Not today. "Where is this? What happened? Why did you save me?"

Questions upon questions fired from your mouth.

"Woah there stranger! Calm down now, would you? Well first of all, we're in Liyue. Second of all, I don't know how you were injured and ended up floating on the river. And to answer your last question, I rescued you simply because I thought you look pretty. I wouldn't have the heart to leave such a pretty lady all injured." He answer, with a quite honest expression. You believed him as he is you saviour, but that last answer really is unnecessary.

"I don't remember how I got injured. I only remembered running somewhere and falling into a river. Maybe I was being chased. I felt a really sharp pain in my abdomen and after that the world turns dark and I somehow ended up here." You explained to him.

"Huh, you must've lost your memories. But now worries [name]! I'll take care of you until you fully recover. It's dangerous to let you go unauthorized in your current state." He offers, looking happy to help. You were reluctant at first, but considering he was kind enough to help you, you decided to stay with him. After all, if he ever dare to do something bad or inappropriate, you'll just kick him in the crotch. No biggie.

"Why are you so nice to me, Childe?"

" I already told you so, you're pretty. I wouldn't let such a pretty woman miserable. I'm a gentleman" You just smile at his words. Hoping that you will recover soon so you can pay this ginger back.

"Eh, btw Childe, where's my clothes? I don't want to stay here only covered by bandages." You want to get your clothes back as quickly as possible. Being naked here with him feels dangerous. For you, atleast.

"Oh about that, I found you topless at the river. I didn't look of course. As I say, I'm a gentlemen. But I did took a peek and whew, you're quite sexy in my eyes." He blurted out in honesty. Too honest. His comment made you flustered as fuck and immediately hide yourself under the cover again.

"CHILDE! THAT IS THE OPPOSITE OF GENTLEMAN!!!"

Childe's laugh decorates the atmosphere. In Childe's heart, he wonder who are you to be able to make him genuinely happy. And on that first encounter between [name] and Childe, he finally feels real joy after a long long time of being lost in emptiness.

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HE IS NOT A PERVERT I SWEAR HE WAS JUST TEASINGGG

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Sorry for not posting!! I was fairly busy these days. Im sorry if the fic wasnt your cup of tea since i am quite new in the art of writing. Im doing a part 2 for this since I wont leave my readers on a cliffhanger like that. Please look forward for it! Also, reblogs likes and critism are very much welcomed!! Please tell me how I did this time! Btw, requests are appreciated! I will do my best to fulfill you requests :D

#kae.fic #albedoxreader #childexreader #femalereader #genshin imagines #genshin self insert #angst #reader insert #genshin fluff #genshin angst #genshin angst to fluff

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angelicgaming1007 · 2 months

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Im not updating my game Thank you @darkurgediaries for recording all the kisses. Reasons below the cut for my decision: Don't open if you don't want to hear my opinions its fine, you guys can scroll past it no problem.

Ill be honest I hate ascended Astarions kisses besides the 3rd one. the 3rd is the ONLY one I like out of them. I do like the lip bite in the one kiss but I have issues with the kisses overall.

Im not going to get too into it bc I just went on a huge discord rant in dms to some friends about it and sent feedback to larian about it. If you like it, thats great for everyone else but I'm going to stay here on patch 5 until either modders change it or larian themselves do because im tired of feeling shoehorned into good paths if I dont want to feel punished as a player.

And thats how I feel. I feel like with the bhaalist durge ending and now with ascended Astarions kisses that the players are being punished. Thats my personal feelings on the matter and it leave a bitter taste in my mouth and just makes me so goddamned disappointed and let down. On the knees: My issue with this one is his cold facial expressions + tav / durges scared ones + the fact this is not appropriate in many settings especially in public. The expressions make this look ABUSIVE not consensual. It appears cold hearted and distant.

Lip bite kiss: I like the lip bite, its nice. However the way he shoves her face away lowkey looks like hes slapping her. Again it makes it appear abusive and cold hearted.

Karlach's old kiss turned a A!A kiss: This one I actually like but I would like if it was tied to if you chose him to be rough or gentle when being turned and this be an option for if you chose rough.

The reason all of this bothers me: To me it feels out of character The game always emphasized choices. Even on ascended path you could choose what you both would do. hes never been portrayed as abusive. Manipulative and toxic yes. But not abusive. He does love you but these animations do not show it.

In the ending if you manage to get to the end without long resting he LETS YOU GO. he doesn't force you to stay if you break up with him he respects your decision. Likewise he wont force you to become his spawn and is willing to wait until YOU are ready. This shows he respects choice and autonomy

During the scene when he turns you, you can CHOOSE for him to be gentle or rough and he'll comply. AGAIN respects choice and autonomy. These kisses do NOT feel like its respecting your autonomy in any way shape or form with the expressions and rough actions. It doesn't feel consensual because of the expressions and how forceful it is. And im someone whos kinky af and I DO like dominant men but this does not feel like a dom / sub, this does not feel like we're his consort. It doesn't even feel like we're a pet like some people like to justify it as.

These kisses feel like our choices didn't matter. Like it didn't matter what our character wanted or what we as players wanted. Because if we chose for him to be gentle, now hes being rough and our characters DO NOT look like they are consenting.

How do I suggest Larian fixes it?

I get theres people who WILL like these kisses, and im not shaming you or saying its wrong if you do. My suggestions are as follow

Fix the expressions so tav / durge looks more into it and give Astarion a more passionate / loving expression thats less cold

Make the face push less forceful or change the expressions

Make it so your choices on what im dubbing "bite night" matters, if you choose for him to be gentle have kisses different to these ones that are still dominant still possessive but more romantic, passionate and a bit gentler. Think the butt grab kiss something on that line of forcefulness. no grabbing the neck, no pushing the face, no forcing you on your knees if you chose gentle.

likewise if you chose rough have THESE animations, the ones im talking about in this post as the animations for that choice.

Everyone would be kept happy without sacrificing their "Vision" for the game or without screwing another group of fans over.

If you feel the same way send feedback here

#opinion #vent post #larian critical #bg3 critical #suggestions #bg3 suggestions #If you disagree thats totally fine but im not looking for a debate or arguement so please be polite

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hypocriticaltypwriter · 4 days

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Nothing.... Just 🎀CobraBaby🎀 Thoughts...

Specifically thinking about when they're older, and Nancy's old man has given the house to her and Ace once he's passed.

Nancy loves her home, and she loves that it's hers and Ace to start a life in.

Ace also loves fixing it up, he likes keeping himself occupied and working, so if his wife complains about a rickety step or creaky door, he's on it.

And while he's fixing things, Nancy loves working in her garden or planting flowers, she could spend hours out there- and she usually does till Ace gets home from work, and everytime she's always unsuspecting of him as he sneaks up from behind where she's hanging laundry to dry, and wraps her in his arms and carries her off into their house, leaving the discarded laundry in its basket as she dropped it when she got startled.

Oh... And the minute he finds out she's pregnant... It's like a switch suddenly flips.

He can go from snarking off with his old friends on the front porch with a foul mouth, and the minute she waddled out with beers or food for em he's all soft spoken and sweet talking her. He's also very proudly showing her off wherever they walk or drive.

He also likes showing off and carrying everything for her. He's trailing behind her with a large back of soil over his shoulder as she points to places she wants it, or holding all the groceries in one trip AND grabbing the door for her... He'll also carry her up stairs- any stairs, even if it's just like- three steps. He's 'not taking any damn chances.'

Speaking of which he's very overprotective the whole time she's pregnant. He's watching her like a HAWK at all times. It's one of the reason he use to stay extra busy at work- cause if he wasn't, he'd literally pack up his tools and drive back home. He also wasn't a fan of when he came home and saw his 7-month pregnant wife standing on a counter trying to reach for some cake flour on the top shelf. Man nearly had a heart attack after that.

He loves to tease her too as she got bigger and bigger, he'd always make a comment like 'Jesus Nance how many you got in there?'... Little did HE KNOW-

He's also doing a LOT of late night drives to town for cravings. Mostly sweets and sodas. He's a tired fella with it all, but he loves it more than anything.

He's also excited, don't get me wrong! He's working on making her a rocking chair and the baby's crib the whole 9 months cause he's so impatient to meet the little tike. And while he builds, Nancy will decorate, fixing up what used to me her mothers old reading room into the nursery for their baby... Or babies.

They were completely unaware of the fact they were having triplets either till very late notice, or not at all [still need to find a reliable source of when ultra sounds were made and used for babies] so when they were born, the newborns spent a lot of their first few months sharing a bed with Nance and Ace. Ace would always complain and say he couldn't wait to get the other cribs done for em and get his bed all to himself again... But once he finally got the girls in their own room and cribs... And the second they were for a good week or two she'd find him home from a late night at work sleeping on the floor near the girls cribs, a little hand reached through the bars holding his finger.

Nancy color coordinates the girls with bows or dresses in their colors, Lena is baby blue, Lila is baby pink, and Lottie is sunshine yellow.

Ace loves and I mean LOVES Sunday drives to the riverside for picnics or to just go fishing, carrying three little baskets with his girls in em. He always brings his pole but the line is quickly forgotten cause he's trying to make his daughter's giggle and smile, or he's necking with his wife.

Im not done I'm still so plagued with thoughts but its late and HERE HAVE THIS WHILE I THINK OF MORE YAYYYY

#cherry rambles #🎀CobraBaby🎀#ace merrill #stand by me nancy sullivan #stand by me ace #stand by me 1986 #stand by me #selfship

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ficnation · 1 year

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Popcorn - Thor x Reader

Prompt: Popcorn

Word count: 861

Pairing: Thor Odinson x Female! Reader

Warnings: fluffy fluff, cursing

A/n: This is the short Marvel piece I’ve wrote for @the-slumberparty one-word warm-up :D

☁ 𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ☁ || ☁ 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐋 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ☁

You’ve had a bad day at work, probably the worst one ever. The company you worked for was having trouble with its budget, and the task of fixing it fell onto you, which was really frustrating. It made your job so much harder and tedious. You almost considered quitting. Almost. Because the pay was way too good to give up on so quickly.

So when you came home that evening, you sighed deeply and kicked the door shut. You were tired as fuck. That much was clear. All you wanted to do was crawl into bed and forget about everything. Forget the large numbers displayed on the hundreds of sheets of paper on your desk, and definitely forget how your boss scoffed at you for “working too slow.”

To your surprise, your apartment smelled like burnt popcorn, and then you remembered you didn’t live alone. You paused by the entryway and peered through the darkened living room into the kitchen. There you spotted a certain someone sitting hunched over the countertop, a bowl of almost black popcorn in front of him. The view was nearly comical.

“Almost burned the house down?” you asked, amused, crossing your arms over your chest. It would not be the first time.

Thor looked up, then smiled sheepishly. “Sorry,” he mumbled around his mouthful of popcorn.

You raised your brow at him. There was no way that tasted good. You knew that you were right when he grimaced and swallowed noticeably. The view made you snort. Then he turned toward you and smiled again, looking very handsome and boyish in his casual, Midgard attire. He wore loose jeans and a cozy hoodie that he seemed to never part from. His hair was pulled back into a messy bun, a few loose strands framing his bearded face. The urge to tuck the luscious blonde locks behind his ear was irresistible.

“I don’t know what I did wrong. It doesn’t taste like yesterday,” Thor told you as he walked out from behind the counter. He took the popcorn bowl and tossed its content into the trash bin, mourning his failure. “I seem to attract more fire lately.”

You followed him into the kitchen and leaned against the countertop while he continued to rummage through the kitchen for food. “Oh yeah? What else have you burnt today?” you teased. All of the exhaustion disappeared from your body and mind in his presence. Just for a second, you let yourself feel carefree.

Your words seemed to make him nervous. He chuckled awkwardly before turning around and flashing you a charming smile, forgetting about the food for good. “Nothing important.”

You raised your brows, skeptical. Detecting Thor’s lies was something even a child would excel at. “Liar,” you accused with a playful scoff.

He gave you another weak smile before walking up to you and looking you up and down. Before you could register his intentions, he wrapped his arm around your waist and placed one hand on your hip, pulling you closer to him. You felt your heart skip a beat.

“You look tired, love,” he murmured into your hair, kissing your temple softly. He kissed your cheek, too, then nuzzled against your neck, breathing warm air across it. You hummed softly in response. He was great at distracting you; you had to give him that. “I am sorry I’ve burnt it.”

“Don’t worry about it, Thor. I should’ve taught you how to use the microwave a long time ago,” you murmured back, trying to keep yourself from squirming underneath his touch. His hands were strong and much bigger than yours. And god, they felt so warm even through the barrier that your shirt was. “Come on, let’s go to bed. I’m exhausted.”

The Norse god grinned and nodded, pressing an affectionate kiss to your lips. It lasted only a few seconds, but it still made your cheeks warm up.

“Yes, my lady,” he agreed.

When you reached your bedroom, you immediately collapsed face down onto your bed, not bothering to take off your shoes or jacket. However, Thor felt an obligation to make you as comfortable as was physically possible.

He leaned over the bed, lifting one of your legs after the other, sliding your heels off, and leaving a soft kiss on top of each foot. You giggled quietly, feeling ticklish. It made Thor beam at you. Your laughter was his favorite sound in the entire universe. He got your jacket off, too, hanging it on the nearby chair and letting you undress the rest of the way.

You felt Thor join you within seconds, burrowing his warm body into your side and curling against you. He held you tightly and pressed his face into your shoulder, sighing contently. You closed your eyes and allowed yourself to enjoy it, relaxing completely after the stressful day.

“Thor, don’t you ever burn my house down,” you mumbled into the pillow, squinting at him.

Thor burst into a booming laugh, making you smile. “No need to fret, my sweet one. The popcorn flame will not consume this house again.”

You sighed in relief before your eyes shot open in realization. “Again?!”

@humanmistakes @yttricuz @twdeadlysins @donttelltheelff

#thor odinson x reader #thor odinson #marvel #marvel x reader #thor x reader #thor x you #thor odinson x you #marvel x you #fluff #marvel fluff #thor fic #marvel fic #the slumber party #navy and roo's sleepover

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candyredmusings · 23 days

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Bioshock Splicer Starters (Part 2)

Assortment of dialogue taken from the a from two types of Splicers in the first Bioshock game; Dr. Grossman and Lady Smith

Other Bioshock Splicer starters: [Baby Jane & Breadwinner] TBA [Pigskin & Rosebud] [Toasty & Waders]

Dr. Grossman

"No handouts!"

"No, it ENDS WITH YOU!"

"Look at you! Filthy!"

"You keep away from my patients!"

"STOP. FOLLOWING ME!"

"You're crawling with disease!"

"You question my judgement?!"

"I'm the goddamn doctor!"

"Diseased! You're diseased!"

"You're crawling! You're sick!"

"You die here and now, parasite!"

"This is our place. Ours!"

"I'm a doctor."

"Answer the door!"

"Well, he won't get any better that way."

"Fine! I'll just let 'im bleed."

"I'm- I'm covered in his filth! DISGUSTING!"

"Nurse, clean this place up. Let's call it a day. I'm disgusted."

"I've got patients to see, no time for distractions!"

"Not now!"

"That's good genes for you!"

"Amazing… He's dead… And, yet, no girls."

"Well, well, well. This is quite incredible."

"Looks… familiar."

"Oh, god damn it! Someone get the nurse!"

"Well, this could be a little more hygienic."

"I- I try to help, but- sometimes I- I make mistakes… I try to help! But sometimes I- I make mistakes."

"Oh, I like it here. None of that regulation stuff. Always slows things down."

"A doctor has to touch so many filthy things. It's… disgusting!"

"Can't somebody clean this place up? Scrub it down! It's crawling, crawling!"

"I hate the babies, the most. They come out covered in death."

"I push when I should pull. A- a man's entitled to a few mistakes."

"The patients ask so many questions. Sometimes, I like to make up the answers."

"The men all complain about their virility. Well, I can make them soft and sometimes I do.

"Sometimes I forget which pills are which, I go by color."

"The nurses don't like me… they're judgmental."

"There's semen on everything! 'EVERYTHING!"

"It's unsanitary in here, filthy! Come, let me take care of you."

"Don't worry… I'm a professional."

"I won't hurt you. I just want to see what's inside."

"I swore an oath to do no harm, and I… mostly meant it."

"I don't want to hurt you, but sometimes I have to."

"Goddamnit, I needed them to be alive for just a while longer."

"Typical behavior for someone with your condition!"

"It's a standard procedure!"

"I am trying to think here!"

"Oh friend, you've tangled with the wrong people."

Lady Smith

"Go away, I'm tired."

"Darling, is that you?"

"Nothing… just some vandals, I suppose."

"Darling! Come and fix this, it's stuck!"

"My dear elite, no, distinguished friends. I've finally found the answer we've all been looking for!"

"Too introverted for anyone to notice."

"I suppose I could use this. I-I-I might need it, one day, I-"

"Oh, he'll love this. Just adore it!"

"Darling, we need more of these for the show."

"The finest? [Snort] The finest, hardly! Hardly at all."

"We've got to have standards, even in troubled times."

"They always arrive with out-stretched hands. They're a tuneful people, I'll grant you, but so lazy."

"Go on, then! Take your whore and go! But I'm keeping everything, EVERYTHING!"

"Bring a picnic lunch and we'll make a day of it. I just adore the summer time."

"You call that tenderloin? If you serve that in any respectable hotel in New York, they'd laugh you out of town."

"They talk talk talk, but in the end they've got nothing to offer society. Just more mouths to feed."

"She didn't fit in, anyway. I don't care where she's gone."

"Give- me- my- stuff!"

"Don't you disrespect me!"

"You're worthless! You're nothing!"

"How dare you touch me!"

"Watch where you're going, moron!"

"I'll teach you your place!"

"We have rules here!"

"You won't be making any more trouble!"

"Mind your blasted manners!"

"Give those back to me you horrid person!"

"I know what your type is looking for, and you won't get it!"

"You think you can just take what you want? This isn't the jungle!"

"There's proper folk, here. You don't fit in."

"Your kind isn't welcome here."

"I'll send the boy out to give you a good thrashing."

"You'll regret coming here… mark my words."

"It's always the same with you parasites, looking for a hand out."

"Darling, the medicine! I need it now!"

"I'm bleeding! BLEEDING!"

"See what you did to me?! See what you did!"

"I can taste you, and it's disgusting…"

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