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jayssluttywife · 3 months

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Bratty Baby...

bratty!reader x tamer!sunghoon

warnings: sunghoons really rough bcz u were a brat >:(, random pet names, unprotected sex, kissing, teasing, dirty talk, and swearing, reader probs says 'dont touch me' when angry but its obvs doesnt mean that. (normally my smut are like a quickie and rushed but ill try to stretch this one out).

summary: You got angry, very angry that u couldn't control yourself, swore a little at sunghoon (maybe a lot), and got your punishment for being a brat.

"Fuck off sunghoon" you wrestled your way from his embrace, leaving his so called 'friend social hangout'. He looked at you in awe, chuckling a bit at your new misbehaviour.

He ran after you and grabbed onto your wrist earning an angry whine, you turned your head aggressively to his face, his charming, beautiful, face.

Wait what?

'No, no, no y/n you have to stay mad at him' you were chanting in your head.

You pulled and tugged, he was so much bigger than you that you could barely even move but you did, freeing your hands from him once again. Knitting your brows together, you push his chest a little, causing him to stumble back

"Don't fucking touch me sunghoon, fuck off!" you yelled, a finger pointing directly at his face.

*Meanwhile* (goofy jake incoming)

"What's going on with them" Jake said nose squished up on the window, his eyes huge, trying to examine the little wrestling match going on outside.

Heeseung rolled his eyes, embarrassed of his own best-friend.

"Stop stalking them like a creep, look even the birds are flying away from your dumb-ass looking face, YOUR TURNING PURPLE!", he jokingly said, stopping his friend form getting into your business.

*Anyways*

Sunghoon dragged you, pinning you to the closest brick-wall, and smashed his lips onto yours, biting your lips in the process to enter his tongue, slithering through your mouth, exploring every bit.

"You fucking belong to me ok?, don't act like a fucking brat right now alright?" He drags you to his car, opening the door for you and gently pushing you in, before slamming the door and entering himself.

He starts driving, eye glued onto the road, but yours where stuck onto his face. He doesn't have to look at you to realise that you were staring at him in trepidation.

You really didn't mean to shout at him, but you couldn't help it when he found your old diary, pictures filled with him,

nothings wrong with that...

But he teased you, so, so, much, that it wasn't even funny anymore, teased you to the point that he was about to tell his friends whilst you were hanging out with him!

And that's how you got here.

He turns his head to look at you when the traffic light turn red, and your eyes meet instantly. Now your thinking of how to apologise, but you just wont let the little bratty self in you do it. In any case right now, he should be apologising.

"You have something to say?, I mean you practically swore at me and pushed me" never breaking the eye contact with your big, doey eyes, as if he knew what you were thinking.

"Your not going to apologise are you?, you never will" he laughs a little at your obstinacy.

"m'k, ill just have to make you apologise isn't it?, just shove my cock into you and you suddenly start acting like a 'good girl' hm?" he says whilst driving again. "Then you'll listen wont you?, make you sob and cry until you apologise for being naughty again *sigh* c'mon y/n you know better."

You reach home, he runs to the side of the car where your sitting and opens the door for you, sticking out his hand for your, dragging both of you to the front door and opening the door in on swift move.

He pushes you against the door, his leg between yours, making you wetter at the moment. He kisses you once again, but way harshly. You couldn't help it, his hands running down your waist, other hand keeping you in a chokehold, firm but gently, his lips biting yours, his tongue gliding against your mouth.

You couldn't stop yourself from grinding against his, trying to find some friction eagerly, but sunghoon was too smart, quickly removing his leg and biting your neck causing you to moan whilst taking you to your bedroom.

He sat at the edge of the bed, motioning for you to come over, you slowly walked over to him, bending a little to pull down his trousers, his biceps looking bigger than ever.

"Sunghoon, can I... undress my s-self" you said looking down, but looked at him once again as he was chuckling.

He stroked your face a little, his fangs pointing out as he gave you his signature smirk, "well done for asking baby". You waited for his response...

"go ahead doll"

There you go.

The answer that you wanted this whole time.

You quickly took your clothes, layer after layer until you revealed your little surprise that you wore under. You cute, lacy lingerie, a bow in the middle of your low cut bra, revealing your cleavage.

"you look so cutee" he emphasised on the word 'cute', dragging you to his now practically naked body. He pulled down your underwear slowly, revealing your soaking wet pussy.

Pressing two fingers on your slit, and eyes never leaving your face, he watched your expression switch to a pleading face begging through you eyes for sunghoon to do something to you.

To ruin you.

"Fuck sunghoon " you pushed his hand away " Just do something, anything" You begged

He scoffed, "You couldn't even wait a little longer, such a bratty little girl" his voice deep but he was smiling the whole time.

He pulls you closer and onto his lap, watching your tight pussy stretch around his huge length. You let out a small 'fuck' due to the size change, him filling you up so well.

"Since you want me so badly do it yourself" he looked at you.

"What?"

"Fuck yourself on my cock"

You sighed so loudly, about to cry. Sunghoon was like 100x stronger than you and you could barely even move on him, but you were so desperate, trying your best to fuck yourself.

You put you hands on his shoulder, slowly bouncing up and down on his huge length, letting out long, dragged moans due to the felling, but when you opened your eyes, sunghoon hadn't even budged, still giving you a lusty stare.

"Fuck it sunghoon" you started letting out your crocodile tears. "Please sunghoon, please hoon-"

"uh uh" he tutted. You whimpered, starting again, forcing yourself to move up and down even thought your legs were so sore, sunghoon enjoying every bit.

"Please sunghoon". He rolls his eyes, he couldn't help but succumb into your pleading act.

He couldn't help it.

He puts your back on the bed before fucking in and out of you in an animalistic speed, making you choke on your breath.

"Gonna apologise isn't huh?" You whined again. "C'mon baby" he started increasing his speed again, breath increasing due to your tight little cunt.

How could a man speak so calmly whilst practically ripping you apart. You knew if he didn't get what he wanted, you wouldn't, so you just had to please him and finally giving in.

"S-sunghoon" he hummed in response.

"fuck- 'm sorry- fuckk! 'm s-sorry for-mmmm! being bad again sunghoooon- shit I... I wont do it again!" you let out another extended moan.

He smiled, hands wrapping around your neck, slightly chocking you, watching your eyes roll back at the small restraining,

"now that's the good girl I know" he proudly spoke, pushing your legs up to your chest and going deeper into you.

You haven't felt so manhandled in so long, sunghoon practically was playing with you like your were a toy, wrapping your legs around his waist to see your fucked out face again.

"You'll do anything for dick y-yeah?" you nodded your head aggressively not even listening to what he was saying.

"Fuck sunghoon!" you yelled his dick hitting places he never had, the spongy places that had you arching your back.

"Can I cum... pleasee!" you heard him chuckling again. He slowly nodded him head.

"C'mon, go ahead"

Your orgasm hit you so hard everything went white, sunghoon creaming and breeding into you almost at the same time. He slowed down, trying to drag the pleasure before pulling out a little, looking at your fucked up pussy with a smirk.

He pushes him cum back in with his fingers, biting onto his lip as his juices leaked out again.

"Lets go get you cleaned up" He said slowly walking out the room, thinking you were behind him.

But all he heard was heavy breathing, and an almost dead y/n laying on the bed.

"Oh" he picked you up in bridal style and taking you to the bathroom, getting a nice hot shower for both of you.

He smiled at you, whilst you looked down. "'m really sorry hoon" you muttered.

" Its alright y/n," he smiled again eyes squinting into a creasent shape.

"Your way cuter when your not bratty" you smiled.

"My bratty baby"

#enha x reader #enhypen #enhyphen hard thoughts #enhyphen x reader #enhypen smut #enhypen heeseung #sunghoon smut #sunghoon #smut

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jymwahuwu · 7 days

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Last one was great!

Poor arrogant reader soon will be fired from her position as head of the Family for some fabricated case, she is now basically jobless with all her belongings and money arrested and guards are not letting her leave Penacony.

She is such a mess now, so stresssed out with her career ruined she isnt even noticing that she hadnt got her period for several months.

But who will she come for help, who will accept a mess like her at such low point of her life?🤔

Of course our angelic prick will take her in. Reader doesnt have a choice to be honest. She doesnt have money to pay for shelter, food and medical care for her condition anymore?

I also hc Penacony being really expensive place especially in terms of healthcare. And abortions are strictly prohibited.

Well, clean house, homemade meals and some other nightly services could cover those expences. Our arrogant girlie will have to humble herself a bit.

And kid being born out of wedlock? Not on Sunday's watch!

Imagine some time later her former coworkers, heads of other Families or her former subordinates witnessing reader going out for groceries or just going out for a walk with Sunday holding her hand firmly?

She does not seems like arrogant bitch anymore, her belly is swollen, clothes are modest, matching rings at couple's fingers.

so sorry for the long delay in replying!!

I've been meaning to find the time to write this... and thank you for writing it in such detail. super love the content about arrogant reader get humiliated. this is awesome 😽💗💖 sunday brings it all to you but you started it first, right?

part 1

cw: yandere, dub-con, brainwashing, mind control, housewife kink, pregnancy, inappropriate traditional concepts (language about serving husband and family)

Sunday used to always forgive your arrogance and intrigue, but that's the past.

Since you like this trick so much, Sunday brings these back to you. In this dreamy and fallen city, your reputation is completely destroyed in half an hour. (He was at the party, shaking his glass and socializing with the guests.) Some Bloodhound family guards burst into your office and led you away , in full view of everyone and a lot of chatter. They grabbed your hands and dragged you forward. (He stretched his hands into fists, put them to his lips and chuckled.) It was almost a crime of betrayal to Xipe and The Family. Listen to harsh words and sign documents. (The money ejected from the machine flies into the sky. The scale of the clock is turning.)

These days of interrogation have left you exhausted. One day, you open the door to your home with the usual verification, but there is a notice on the door that it has been sealed and frozen. That was locked and confiscated. A cold stab of fear stabbed your back. There is no way to book a hotel room or rent a new house. Your bank account is also blocked.

The final straw is the realization that you haven't had your period in months. Used the last of your credit points to take a pregnancy test. The result is a baby growing inside you. There was no doubt that it was that wing bastard's baby. A baby destined to have a halo and wings.

Your eyes were sore, and tears welled up in your eyes and flowed down your cheeks.

The eyes of birds these days are staring at you from every height, corner, and alley. Your pregnancy test results are sent to Sunday's phone. His glove patted your back gently. He whispers to you, the aura continuing to send out gentle waves, shushing you. You whimpered, pushing him away in annoyance. "Get away, you bastard!"

"I just did to you what you've always wanted to do to me. Don't make a fuss." The rising corners of the oak leader's mouth only added fuel to his raging anger at you. What happened to him? He's really terrible! You point at him and take a few steps back. "Don't fucking touch me! You hypocrite."

He frowned.

"No swearing."

"What the fuck-" Just like last time, a cheerful and harmonious arrangement of notes penetrated your mind. That ethereal and strange light appears before your eyes and captures your thoughts. You obediently followed Sunday to his mansion.

What Sunday offers you comes at a price. He provided for you, after all, didn't he? You can no longer be so arbitrary, arrogant and rude. You need to pray at the dinner table, kiss him on the cheek, and be grateful to Xipe and the nutritious food he provides you. Or have him pinch your cheeks and feed you. Now that you have no job and no money, you should have time to sweep the floor, right? Keeping the house tidy is important. He checked the dust on the vase and scanned the floor. Of course don’t forget to suck his cock and spread your legs at night. He will be very, very careful. (Sex during pregnancy is always slow. You whimper when milk is secreted from your buds.)

And witnessing that humiliation! Yes, in the past, you and he competed in the workplace, and the atmosphere was tense. Everyone knows you hate Sunday. And now other family members can see the changes in you. You held his hand tightly, intertwining your fingers with your belly swollen. Those luxurious clothes of the past have disappeared, replaced by your simple, loose skirts.

#honkai star rail x reader #hsr x reader #sunday x reader #yandere honkai star rail #honkai star rail x you #yandere hsr #yandere hsr x reader #honkai x reader

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starsxblazing · 3 months

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A simple request if your up for it. Reader tells Azriel "I love you" and he doesnt say it back. Angst with a happy ending. I'm sorry i dont have much details. Love everything you write btw. ❤️

Confessions of the Heart

You sat in the booth in Rita’s between Nesta and Azriel. A small drinking game had ensued between you, Nesta, and Feyre and the High Lady was convinced easily by her mate to stop. However, it didn’t stop you and your friend even though the male beside you had quietly suggested several times that it was time to stop. You knew that he was right and decided to appease him when he offered you a cup of water.

A shiver ran through you when his hand brushed against yours. Your heart picked up its pace, the love that you had from him jolting through you like lightning. It always happened whenever there was some form of innocent skin to skin contact and you couldn’t help but wonder if he felt it too.

You had been in love with him for years but hadn’t had the courage to voice it to the shadowsinger. It never seemed like the right time or the right place but what really stopped you was the uncertainty of his feelings towards you. You were both friends, that much you knew, but he never gave any indication of anything otherwise.

“Come dance with me!” Mor had appeared at the table, taking a long drink of her wine before stretching out her hand towards you. “Let’s go!”

A giggle left you as you took her hand and had to squeeze past Azriel since he appeared determined not to let you go. You couldn’t think through your drunken stupor but his hands on your waist to steady you as you crawled over him had your breath catching in your throat. As Mor took your hand and dragged you to the dance floor, you couldn’t help but wonder what his hands would feel like running down your body.

The happiness around you was contagious, not that you needed it in the slightest. Males and females alike asked for a dance but the last thing you wanted was to leave one of your friends. You weren’t sure how much time had gone by but enough movement paired with another cup of water had your mind clearing just a bit.

A set of hands on your hips took you by surprise and had you spinning around to see who they belonged to. You would know Azriel anywhere and knew instantly before looking that it wasn’t him. The male that was looking down at you was indeed handsome but your love for the spymaster wouldn’t let you allow him to put his hands on you. You felt him before you saw him and the male backed away slowly before you could tell him to go away. Looking up at Azriel, his jaw was clenched tightly before his hand was in yours and was pulling you out of the door.

“What are you doing?” you asked in exasperation. “I was having fun.”

“I believe you’ve reached your limit for the night.” The words came out rough as if he was trying very hard to control himself. “It’s time for you to go home.”

You frowned at the words since Nesta allowed the both of you to still live at the House of Wind. He was acting as it wasn’t his home as well. You risked a glance back to see the rest of your friends a good distance behind you and the liquid courage began to take hold. The need to tell him how you felt was stronger than ever and you just wanted to get it out in the open. Your mind turned over every coherent thought that you could think of to tell him but didn’t like any of them.

“I love you!” you blurted out, unable to contain it anymore and he tensed.

“What?” he asked in a low voice that was barely audible.

“I love you.” The answer came out quiet and weak since you felt as if you already knew where this was going. “I have for a long time.”

He released your hand and shot up in the air before you had a chance to try and stop him.

It ended up being three days before you saw Azriel again. You were in the dining room with Cassian when he landed on the balcony but he didn’t even try to meet your pleading gaze. Tension filled the room and he passed you by, not even bother acknowledging his brother when he called out for him.

You wanted so badly to take back what you said and simply go back to being happy with the friendship that you had with him, even if it meant that it was all that you could have from him. His long strides had you walking quickly just to keep up with him and it took all of your strength to pull him to a stop when you grabbed his arm with both hands.

“Az, please talk to me,” you begged, your heart cracking even more when he pulled his arm free of your grip. “I was drunk and I shouldn’t have-”

“It’s fine.” His tone suggested everything but his cold assurance. “I’m busy so I would appreciate it if you left me alone.”

Tears filled your eyes despite your mind taking a minute to fully comprehend what he said. He didn’t want you to leave him alone just for the time being but permanently. It was something that you didn’t think that you could handle so you slipped into your room to cry your heart out again. Too many people for your liking knocked on your door throughout the duration of the two days that you kept yourself locked in your room and you didn’t bother caring about anything else. All that you could do was wallow in your pain and self pity.

Nesta was eventually able to coax you out on the third day and forced you to take care of yourself in the way that only she could do. Two weeks went by and you had only seen Azriel a handful of times. The only thing that you got from him was either a cold shoulder or his insistence that you left him alone.

“I just don’t understand,” you mumbled, rubbing your face as you sat in the library with your friend. “Is it really that bad that I’m in love with him? He’s acting like I’m this terrible person for actually caring about him.”

“He’s dense,” Nesta scoffed. “You’ve been training for a while, use that and force him to listen to you.”

“You want me to hold one of the most powerful Illyrians in history at sword point and force him to hear me out?” you asked, raising a skeptical eyebrow at her as she shrugged. “You realize that he would simply laugh at me or knock me on my ass. Maybe both.”

“He always trains by himself at night,” she replied, mischief dancing in her eyes. “Go ahead.”

“You’re going to get me killed,” you groaned but it didn’t stop you from darting out of the room and up to the training area.

Just as her friend said, Azriel was alone in the darkness with his shadows dancing around him. You were stunned momentarily at the sight of him as he moved, content to sit and watch all night if you were able to. It was short lived before his eyes were on you. Wariness was written all over his face and it was a welcomed sight versus the cold hardness that you had seen since your confession.

“Practice is in the morning,” he said simply, eyes moving back to the practice dummy in front of him.

“We can’t keep going like this, Az,” you whispered but you knew he heard you because he froze mid swing.

He dropped the sword on the ground and strode towards you, stopping a few short inches away. You had to crane your head up to meet his gaze and there were too many emotions swimming in his eyes despite his unreadable expression. The urge to hold him surged through you but you held yourself back in hopes that some form of resolution would occur.

“We can,” he replied, his tone as neutral as his face. “This shouldn’t be happening.”

“I miss you.” His jaw clenched at your words and you tried to find a way to backtrack. “I miss our friendship and I don’t want my drunken words to ruin that.”

“So it was the alcohol that made you say it?” he growled as his eyes narrowed on you, his teeth grinding together. “You didn’t mean it?”

“I..” you trailed off because you weren’t sure if you should tell the truth or not.

“That’s good,” he scoffed, appearing unhappy with your silence. “I am the last person that you should feel that way about. Why would someone as amazing and beautiful as you want-”

“Of course I meant it!” you exclaimed, interrupting him because you knew what he was about to say. “Yes the alcohol gave me the courage but if I can’t have you, I’ll take whatever you will give me. Just please stop ignoring-”

One moment you were on your feet and the next his hands were on you before pressing you into the wall. In one swift motion, he lifted you and you wrapped your legs around his waist as he placed his forehead against yours. His breaths were a bit labored and your heart pounded in your chest in anticipation.

“You shouldn’t love me,” he whispered, his words contradicting the one handed light grip on your waist and the gentle caress of your face with his other.

“Why?” you asked and silently cursed yourself for the way that the question came out so pleadingly.

“I do not deserve you,” he answered but his voice cracked in the process. “You are the last-”

“You deserve everything, Azriel.” You cupped his face and forced his uncertain eyes to meet your gaze. “You deserve more than I could ever give you but I love you. I love you so much.”

“And I love you.”

The murmured confession had your heart soaring as you pressed your lips to his. He reciprocated without hesitation and you knew that you could die happily like this. The smile that he gave you when you both pulled away was the most beautiful sight that you had ever seen and you would do everything in your power to keep it there.

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blingblong55 · 6 months

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Yes, Mistress -John 'Soap' MacTavish NSFW

Based on a request:

need a super soft dom reader who cant seem to be tough on her baby darling soap. like he cries those cute little moans you see on twitter and then as reader over-stims him he cries and begins to beg but never uses his safe word bc it feels too good for him and then as reader has him tied to the bed, she jerks him off and he begins to moan and beg, his collar begin tugged anytime he doesnt say to who he belongs to ___ F!Reader, smut, MDNI, 18+, sub!Soap, soft dom!reader, oral!sex, pet!play, ___

A/N: No aftercare because my brain died at the end...sorry

"On your knees, darling," a soft smile on you as you watch him with his puppy eyes. Little whimper knowing what was to come next. "But...R/N," he tried to reason. "No, my love, you can't just play with yourself if I'm not there," you lift his chin up to look at you. "Mistress, please be gentle, I can't take it today," he pouts a little, puppy eyes pleading with his goddess. Your hands off him, you walk away and he whimpers. "Mistress, please don't leave me here," he turns to face you. His 'good boy," collar on your hand. He frowns, "Please mistress, I'll be good, please~" his voice is so soft and quiet. Over the months that you and he had grown this relationship, he grew dependent on you for nearly everything at home.

A chain collar on your hands, he whines. "Mistress, no..please..I want to be a good boy," he crawls to you, arms around your leg as he looks up at you. "Please don't punish me, I promise I won't touch myself without your permission." You feel bad, he was always so good for you, always obeyed and this time, maybe it was your fault for not touching him after making him hard. The chain collar around his neck as he looks at you with teary eyes. The leash is attached to it. "Follow me," you say and walk towards your bedroom.

"Lay down for me, on your back," you command and he nods. "Yes, mistress." Your hands tie him to the bed, his pouty lip turning into a smile. "Mistress?" He knew well you could never resist your little pup, how his big blue eyes would beg for mercy, how his whiny moans make you turn soft for him. "Mistress, please~" he whines as you undo his zipper. "You can use your safe word, my love," you remind him but all he does is lean his head to the pillow. You grab a vibrator and turn it to the max volume, pressed against his balls as he tries to let loose of his restraints. You smile as you watch him cry out in pleasure.

"Who owns you, c'mon tell me," you watch in awe as he begins to stutter. "M...y-you..you...you own me...only you~" he throws his head back, his collar choking him when he looks away from you. "Louder, pup," your voice filled with command but still so soft for him. "You own...own me...n-ngh...mistress..please~" he whines again. His cock twitching, tip so swollen that the way your tongue licks and teases it makes his pre-cum leak. "Not yet, pup," you kiss his v-line. He looks at you, teary eyes making his blue eyes glisten. "Mistress...I have to cum..I can't hold it on anymore..please..please~" he begs, hands getting light bruises from the restraints.

You can't help but kiss him as you stroke his already needy cock. His cries and heavy breathing make your stomach feel butterflies. "Mistress...I'm your good boy..please..ngh..ah...m-mistress, I...I have to..oh fuck~" tears running down his pretty face. You watch as he tries to keep it in but then he gives you that look. "Please~" he whispers. You kiss his pouty lip and nod, "cum for me," you whisper. The vibrator making his cum make a mess all over the bed. You chuckle in amusement. "Look at that, my little pup, such a mess." His cum on your hands, you get back down to his happy trail and kiss all the way down to his cock.

You take it into your mouth, letting the rest of his sticky seed coat your throat white. He watches you with a smile, tears running down. You keep eye contact with him, and he whimpers. His balls are on your hands, "Such a cute pup," you swallow his seed and then go back to his lips and kiss him. He melts under your touch, the way you kiss all over his chest and face, reminding him how much you love him. "I love you, mistress," he whispers. "I love you more, my little pup," you whisper back.

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kingcunny · 6 months

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thank you sm!! <3

ive made a couple posts about balerion and viserys before, and i got another one in the works in my drafts. like im obviously biased but theyre one of my favorite dragon-rider bonds, even though they were only together for a year.

jorah in the main series says at one point that targaryen dragons were bred for war, and in war they died. balerion being the last of the valyria-born dragons probably has this instinct better than most. he takes aegon i as his rider because aegon is a conqueror, and is going to use him for the purpose he was born for.

the aegon i -> maegor line i think is pretty easy to understand. just like aegon i, maegor is also a conqueror. balerion sees in him that same war-instinct that he saw in aegon i, that he himself has.

maegor -> aerea is where things start to shift. balerion is an old war machine, but his last two riders died outside of war and away from him. aegon i from a stroke, maegor was eaten by the iron throne. hes made his lair on his not-quite-home dragonstone, when this upset little girl who misses the excitement of her life at court climbs on his back and tells him to take her home. i think balerion was fairly homesick at this point and thought “*i* want to go home too.” so he takes them home. back to his home. except balerion doesnt know that his home as been destroyed while he was gone. he spends those years with aerea *searching* for anything, any sign that the valyria that he remembers is still there. but theres nothing. its doomed and filled with monsters now. aerea spends the whole time begging him to take her back home, back to her mother. its only after hes injured and aerea is deathly ill that hes forced to accept that this is no longer their home. theres nothing here for them anymore, they dont belong here anymore than he belongs in westeros. so balerion reluctantly takes aerea back. maybe theres something they can do to save her, or failing that, at least shell be able to die in her home even if he cant die in his. after this balerion becomes the first dragon chained in the dragonpit.

finally, aerea -> viserys. i think viserys felt fairly alienated from the rest of his family, as he was so different from any of the other men he was related to. but he was raised to idolize old valyria (or at least the targaryens version of it) and feels that if he can claim balerion, if the last living aspect of valyria accepted him, well that means theres *something* targaryen in him. balerion was the living god of the thing he was raised to worship. when alyssa wanted to claim balerion, the dragonkeepers dissuaded her by telling her hes old and slow now, and wouldnt she rather a younger more energetic mount? i wonder if they tried the same thing with viserys, but viserys wouldnt care about that. thats not why viserys wanted balerion. all viserys wanted was balerions acceptance. balerion is very old now, old and tired and in pain. hes a war machine that can no longer fight, a dragon that can barely fly. but hes still holding on. he cant die yet. viserys is very different from balerions other riders, and i think that was the point. balerion could tell viserys didnt want anything from him, other than *him*. so balerion accepted viserys as he was, and viserys accepts balerion as he is. balerion gives viserys his final flight and thats enough for him. more than that even, after their first and last flight viserys tells baelon he wanted to fly to dragonstone but was worried that balerion wouldnt survive the flight. he was *worried for balerion*, worried about *his* health and safety and comfort. when has he had another rider care about him like that? (when has any dragon tbh...) viserys doesnt want to put more on balerion than he can handle. whatever balerion can offer him is enough. all viserys wanted was his love, and he got that. so he loves and comforts balerion in his final days. balerion doesnt have a home anymore, but viserys gives him one inside himself. he loves balerion enough to let him go. to let balerion finally lay down and rest.

(sorry for the screenshot answer i accidentally posted it before i was done <3)

#balerion #aegon i targaryen #maegor targaryen #aerea targaryen #viserys i targaryen #asoiaf #asks #my posts

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ladyyystark · 2 months

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Im in need of this biodad fic where Peter feels replaced by Morgan. I dont care about Peter being the self-sacrificing idiot who likes kids and loved Morgan since the first time he saw her. I want him feeling betrayed, forgotten, unuseful, REPLACED. I want him feeling like he doesnt belong anymore to his family bc Morgan is there and it was so easy to forget him and build a new life while he was dead. I want him to be a dramatic and scared 16-year-old teenage boy who just woke up to lose all the life he knew. Let him be selfish for once for fucks sake.

+ points if Peter doesnt want anything to do with Morgan but Morgan was raised idolizing Peter and is so excited bc my brother is finally home! Now we can play together and he can make me fly like daddy showed me in the videos. Peter wants his old life back and Morgan cant wait to start living with Peter, so we have a teenager running away from a toddler but in the end, it gets better.

Im this close 🤏 to write it myself but too drunk to do it rn

or if anyone knows something like this or is writing it I will give you a donut if you share it with me 🍩

#irondad #peter parker #bio dad tony stark #tony stark #morgan stark #pepper potts #spiderman #spider man #ironman #irondad and spiderson #irondad spiderson #happy hogan #rhodey #james rhodes #ao3 #fanfiction

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c-nstellati-ns · 2 years

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Oh boy, imagine wilder pillarmen, they sure are smart, intelligent and talkative, but they can snarl, growl and rub up against you, marking as their territory. And bite.

They're big ancient cavemen, and they like to do all kinds of crap

IT'S A WILD, WILD WORLD — ft. kars, esidisi, wamuu, and santana

author's note — i fucking love that thought??? tbh they seem like they'd do shit like that even normally,,, but this kinda turned into fluff headcanons tbh LMFAO

KARS — 🥀💎

he's extremely clingy. like. extremely.

he enjoys sticking very close to you, skin to skin. if you're working and he happens to be there doing nothing- he's either wrapping his arms around you or laying his head on your lap.

he enjoys it when you run your fingers through his hair and braid it whenever you feel like it, it causes him to start purring,, deep rumbles that shake up your whole body.

the greatest comparison to kars is a giant panther. craves your attention every other day and won't stop touching you till you finally give in and give him the attention he wants. its as if you don't acknowledge his existence constantly, he might just shrivel up and die. he's very much for the dramatics

he can be such a brat if you don't give in though- snarling at you, baring his teeth as a threat, snapping his jaws,, as if that's going to scare you anymore.

acts as if your attention isn't what he craves 24/7, whether it just be simple conversation or being in your presence in general.

when he finally notices you're going to keep ignoring him until he shapes up- kars all of the sudden becomes all whiny and pouty, trying to get on your good side by bringing/making you gifts.

it works, and he's satisfied in the end.

"What? You're leaving? Can I come with? It's much too boring here without you, dearest."

ESIDISI — 🫀🔥

definitely not as clingy as kars, but likes showing you overt feats of strength in hopes of impressing you.

oh you're struggling to lift up and move this couch? UP AND OVER HIS SHOULD IT GOES! he may or may not have benched said couch as well just to see you laugh and smile

a particularly tight jam jar that won't open? one loud pop later, and you've got it open because he loves you so much.

he does adore when you praise him whenever he does a good job, and with that comes the habit of him biting you whenever he gets too excited. a gentle nibble just to feel his fangs against your skin. doesn't bite thru unless you specifically say so, he's only doing it hard enough to leave a faint bruise behind.

its a sign of affection he does randomly thruout the day, even if you're speaking to someone else- he comes up from behind and gently bites down on any exposed patch of skin he can get his mouth on. he just grins whenever you turn around completely flabbergasted, he thinks you're fucking adorable

this also relates to how he likes seeing you marked up with his teeth, makes his silly brain happy.

HUGE on cuddling. he's so big and warm, so he's a master at big spooning in bed. no blankets. esidisi only. my boy.

also enjoys cooking amazing breakfasts for you just bc he can,, love of my live.

"You're so cute, I could just eat you up! Not that I would... but I could! Because I loovvee you!"

WHAM — ⚔️☁️

he's a shy fella so you'll have to gently coax him out of his shell over time

he shows his affection through sparring with you mostly. he knows you're a lot more fragile than he is so he makes sure to be hella fucking careful with you. if he does accidentally hurt you, he's picking you up bridal style, taking you home and pampering you to all hell. def looking like a sad puppy the entire time too

he thrives off quality time and acts of service so whenever you actively put off work just to stay home and just,,, cook with him or watch a show [he doesnt understand what the fuck is going on, he's only watching it for you], he fucking LOVES IT.

he's so smitten whenever you lean in and gently kiss his lips, caress his cheek and say "i love you". you treat him like any other person but he also feels like he's the most special person in the world.

has a tendency to rub up against you like a cat, just to feel you close to him.

whenever he doesn't want you to go anywhere, he just,,,, lays on top of you. he's too huge to do much of anything so you just lay there and pretty much take a nap all day.

wham uses his size to his advantage a lot, and solely so he can squish you. clingy but,, subtly.

he's practically your shadow with how close he likes being to you.

"Hey... can we stay home today? We can watch that movie you like... We can make some snacks too."

SANTANA — ❤️💫

he and kars rival each other with how possessive they can be of you. except santana makes it known that he doesn't like people being touchy on you.

whenever you get home from a long day at work, he's immediately there to greet you with a tight hug that usually ends up in him holding onto you for a couple hours after that just bc he doesn't like the fact that he can smell other people on you.

sometimes, if he's feeling a little lonely, he'll find a way to sneak himself into your job with a bag of food and him trying to convince you to leave with him without a trace.

he got your favourite on purpose because he knows that if he gives you those puppy dog eyes along with the fact that you haven't eaten lunch yet- you're going to give in pretty quickly.

you aren't even sure how he managed to get into the building either.

def the type of guy to always have a hand on you, whether that be an arm over your shoulder or holding your hand, he's touchin a whole bunch because you're his and he is yours.

he has a wicked death glare he gives people that get too close to you. you told him not to kill people he just doesn't like so why not scare them into leaving?

also a little on the bitey side, but only if he's looking for you to stay close whenever he's feeling sad. baby boyy,,

"C'mon, it's not like they're gonna miss you.. Your shift is almost over, let's get out of here, yeah?"

#achilles' scripts 🌟#male reader #x male reader #jjba #jojo no kimyou na bouken #battle tendency #kars #wamuu #esidisi #santana #pillar men #kars x reader #esidisi x reader #wamuu x reader #santana x reader #jjba x reader #jjba fluff #the sillies #i love them so much

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libraford · 2 years

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Obviously, I have opinions about the word 'queer.' There's historical precedence for the broad usage of this word and there are multiple posts about those contexts.

But that's only some of the reason that I choose this word to describe myself.

You know... growing up in Indiana in the 90s I didn't get exposed to the community. There was some ruckus about it at church a few times, the AIDS epidemic was background noise, and we had one gay bar that got closed down by the time I was old enough to go there.

I was outed against my will when I was seven, in 1993, when it was still very much a social death sentence in the suburban midwest. Twenty-one years before marriage was even halfway legal. And I was called all manner of things, including 'queer.' But the word that hurt the most, really hit me deeply in my soul...

...was 'lesbian.'

Lesbian is the accepted term for a woman who seeks relationships with women (the community's own gatekeeping aside.) It is one of the main letters in the acronym. There is nothing wrong with the word 'lesbian.'

But it was the way that they said it. That fucking lesbian. What are you, a lesbo? Dont sit with her, shes a lesbian.

This was paired with projectile rocks, bottles, some elaborate pranks and some less than elaborate.

This went on for eleven years. In high school our Gay-Straight-Alliance had about five people, and it was made up of two people I was sort of friends with and three people who had been throwing rocks at me. It wasnt a safe place.

And I had yet to kiss a single girl. Whole high school experience, couldnt even think about dating because I was too busy trying to shake that word off of me.

Maybe if someone said it nicely to me just once I wouldnt have felt like I was scraping the label off of me every day.

Get to college, I hear the phrase 'queer studies.' The word felt like pins on the back of my neck because I'd heard that word, too. But today it was a friendly word, a thing you could study. A history, a theory, a community.

I get shy about the word, and then I hear more words. Femme, butch, dyke, bear, bambi, fag, queen... all of these words from friendly mouths with kind eyes and all of them queer.

And then I said it out loud.

"Queer."

Ooohh.. see, it was different when I took it for myself. It wasnt pins anymore, it was a knife that I got to hold. 'Lesbian' still hurt because by the time I found queerness, it was questionable that my gender mattered anymore.

It's such a... broad word. I get to define my own queerness. I'm not a woman who loves women, I'm a person who is in love! And that love is for my girlfriend, that love is for my friends, that love is for myself- god fucking finally that love is for myself, who I hated and hated and hated for almost thirty years because someone when I was seven decided to put me in a fucking box that I didn't belong and I didnt know how to escape because I didnt know that there were other words, kinder words, words like knives in the hand instead of in the heart.

God. Fucking. Damnit. I loved myself for the first time.

And you want me... to go back into that little box that doesnt fit me anymore because it's a 'slur?' And you think I cant reclaim it because it wasnt meant for me when I was literally... called it since I was seven god damned years old?

No word meant to describe my sexuality is without a history of violence. Not a single one. The word 'lesbian' no longer stings, it just isnt wholly correct for me.

So if I can make peace with the word that sent me home crying for eleven years, you can let people reclaim the word 'queer' for themselves.

Miss me with that terf shit.

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irondadfics · 5 days

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Please help bc i can’t find this fic anymore

i fear it might be deleted bc I've tried so hard to find this

So it starts sometime after endgame or far from home, happy shows peter tony’s workshop to get anything he needs that was Spider-Man related, he finds a new suit and friday is in that new suit. Peter in anger wants to throw away everything but a bracelet snaps to his wrist. In his new suit he gets transported to a different dimension and falls through a building. Peter wakes up and thinks everyone is an illusion. After finding out its all real we discover that peter snapped in this universe. Suddenly Docter strange comes through a portal and says that peter doesnt belong in this universe. He leaves and comes back after a little bit and tells peter and the avengers that he can make it so that everyone will forget that peter snapped (and died) so that the other universe peter can fit in. Only downside is that everyone will forget that peter was dead and that the “new” peter is from another universe. They follow that plan but the avengers do remember bc peter messed up the spell. In the final few chapters peter gets stabbed and doctor cho and aunt may discover that peter is from another dimension. There is also a bit where the avengers discover that pain meds dont work on peter bc he is more mutated that their peter. They also discover that he never had pain meds in his universe. At the end they scan peters body to take a look at all the bone fractures and see that all bones have been broken in a number of ways. (There was a story peter told about getting his hand stuck in tonys suit after the power went out).

Thats about all i can remember. I would really appreciate it if you found it!

Hello, could this be your fic?

Somewhere You Can Be Safe by sarcasmismyweapon

Peter's given access to Tony Stark's workshop to collect all the things that Tony might have worked on for his Spider-man suits. He discovers a new suit the man had worked on after the snap, overcome with emotion he breaks a few things. While cleaning up the mess he made, Peter finds a strange device that seems to react to his touch. The next thing he knows the floor is disappearing beneath him and he's falling into a void. Tony Stark and the Avengers are shocked when Friday alerts them to re-connecting to Peter Parker's Spider-man suit, seeing as the suit's locked up. They're even more shocked when they go to catch the thief of the suit after Friday confirms it's Peter's suit. Nothing could have prepared them for un-masking the thief to see the face of the boy they lost during the final battle.

#found fic #may parker #stephen strange #helen cho #avengers family #angst

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iwillpissyourpants · 2 years

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A new life?

Welcome to Part 2 of Pain :D

Thankyou all for the support on this fic! I'm beyond happy :)

If you have not read Part One of this fic, click here to go read it!

Contains: Angst, hurt/comfort-comes-later, reader's mood is down, but no warnings for any of the content :)

Overview: Rumors running wild about your and Diluc's divorce had you facing scrutiny from your friends and family, you've had enough, and decided to leave Mondstadt... But where do you go now...?

Gn reader, "You" is used

'This is unfair...'

'So unfair...'

'What have i done wrong?'

"Restore what feelings he's lost" ? How long has it been since his love for you faded...

How long have you been blind?

Diluc... Your dearest Diluc...

Diluc, who you love so much you would do anything, anything for him...

If he had asked, you would being Celestia itself crashing down...

But this...

'Please not this... Anything but this...'

"If you're truly sure you want this..."

'No, please tell me its a lie'

"Then..."

Please Diluc...

Please...

"...so be it..."

When did it start raining?

...

It doesnt matter. Nothing matters...

You stare at the various bags containing what belongings you decided to keep littered about the room of the inn you rented. You couldnt stay in Mondstadt. You could barely stand the pitying looks your parents gave you when you told them about what had happened.

"Some people fall in love too young and with the wrong people, dear. It happens sometimes."

'But why did it have to happen to me!?'

'I thought he was the right person!'

I thought we were happy!

What changed?

Seemingly overnight, most of Mondstadt had heard of your and Diluc's divorce. And just as quickly, rumours started spreading.

Whispers on the street could be caught in broken pieces;

"Master Diluc", "Divorce", "Argument?" "Could they have been unfaithful?"

Hearing such awful accusations broke you even more. These rumours somehow felt worse than the truth. These people were supposed to be your friends! How could they assume such things? Sooner than you could believe, everyone looked at you with varying degrees of disgust and pity, believing whatever they wanted to believe.

And you couldnt take it anymore.

Without any warning, and without telling anyone, you packed what belongings you needed and slipped out your parent's home and made your way to...

Where?

Where would you go?

"Anywhere but that city...", you whispered to yourself.

"I can't handle living in that city, and end up seeing him walk about, doing his duty of guarding them and working at the Angels Share as though nothing's changed."

But so much has changed...

Looking out the window at the stormy clouds you had been walking aimlessly in just a few minutes prior, you grieve for the life you had, and for the life you would have had with your beloved...

Your mind goes back to all the memories you and Diluc had made together.

You remember how you two would sit on the grass outside the winery, slacking off on your duties in the bustling city in favour of weaving flowers together. You remember how it took him a while to get a hang of it, hands always fumbling and dropping the delicate stems, hearing his light-hearted chuckle at his clumsiness.

You remember the sun streaking through the branches of the trees as you two walked hand-in-hand down the riverbank at Windrise with the cool breeze carrying the sweet smell of Asters.

You remember his declarations of love and promises of happiness...

All of those memories feel meaningless now...

Your happiest moments have always been with him...

And now those happy memories sting like an open wound. You had to leave Mondstadt, or you feared that this pain would send you into madness.

You wanted to forget.

You wanted to believe this was all just a nightmare and that you would wake up in your and Dilucs shared bedroom. That you would go downstairs and he would be waiting for you with arms open to tightly embrace you and never let you go again...

You need to do something. Anything to distract you. You need-

'I need Diluc...'

No!

Stop thinking... Please just...

stop...

Leaning back against the wall with a sigh, you continue gazing through the rain at the landscape.

Through the mist you see traces of Dragonspine's icy peaks, you can almost see where the treeline stops and golden fields start...

The golden fields of...

Liyue.

That's where you will go, you say to yourself.

To a nation you had yet to see with your own eyes. To golden landscapes and tall mountain peaks.

To a nation that does not know you and you it.

To a place where you can start anew.

You were a person with many skills, you were bound to be able to make a new life there.

"A new life..."

Those words escaping your lips feel almost holy. The heaviness in your chest is still there, and the pain has not eased, and it will be there for a long time, but with those three words, it doesnt feel as suffocating...

Turning your eyes away from the rain, you dry your face with your sleeves, and ready yourself for your new life.

Take it one step at a time...

Everything's going to be alright.

previous / next

A/n: the previous part was originally just in a youtube comment until the absolute chad known as @heizou-thedetective made a joke about running away from our problems, and now this is a multi-part fic. So big thanks for getting me to write this <3

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#genshin x reader #diluc #diluc angst #diluc x reader #zhongli #zhongli x reader #zhongli x you #a new life #genshin impact angst #genshin #genshin x you #genshin impact #angst #part two of pain

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disastercit · 1 month

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ok, sex episode commentary, lets go

(camp camp s5 episode 3 spoilers)

-the magazine????

-something does feel distinctly different about the writing and characterizations this season (especially with david), is it a new writing team or just a product of it having been 4 or 5 years since they wrote the last season?

-cj.

-FLOWER SCOUTS!!! but not really :( damn I was hoping to fill out my bingo slot but I don't think this counts

-even the cobwebs have hearts in them 😭

-the three genders: woodscouts, flower scouts, and the delightful jesters at camp campbell

-DAVID WHY ARE YOU USING THE BDSM SKYDIVING MAGAZINE FOR THE SEX ED

-hes suffering so much free him :(

-fucking gen alphas god damnit. this hit so close to home bc my younger cousin is in the 6th grade and this is exactly how she sounds to me 😭

-"they're" just like nerris? nerris nonbinary self discovery arc for realsies???

-nah they're just being gay

-maybe I'm wrong about ereds age? it almost seems like she doesnt even have periods yet, I mean it's possible she does and just has the bare minimum understanding of it but it doesn't really seem that way.

-and then she pretty much immediately gives a huge clue to her age lol. if she's a freshman in high school then she's 14 or 15, which is pretty much what I had guessed.

-david getting called a Beta Cuck in an actual camp camp episode is something I did not see coming

-junior counselor ered???

-gwen you are a modern 21st century woman why are you still reading porno mags 😭 I knew it didn't belong to a camper but I'm surprised I didn't guess it was gwen's just from how freaky the cover was

-also David flipped through that entire magazine and looked at every image in it to place those stickers. I know he has questions

-quartermaster please I'm so tired of adding trees to your bingo square I can't do it anymore

-the preview looks interesting but I really hope it's good, considering how it's probably the last episode of camp camp that will ever be made 😕

bingo squares I've managed to fill from this episode: Mom-Gwen, Qm is a FREAK (AGAIN)

#camp camp #camp camp spoilers #cc spoilers #cc season 5 spoilers #camp camp season 5 spoilers

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hoverboards-and-dragons · 3 months

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Charlie belongs in Heaven

While I don't think the plot will go in this Direction but it would be interesting

The smartest ploy Sera could try to pull is arguing that the only reason any of this conflict is happening is Charlie is in hell,

hell has been placatingly taking exterminations and using them as a fun opportunity to mix up the power structure for thousands of years, Lucifer doesn't care or has given up, the other princes don't have the will or power to challenge heaven

Charlie is out of place, she didn't earn damnation like sinners, she isn't like the other hellborn either

because she's an angel, and one that never 'chose' to fall, they aren't wrong about hell, she just not actually from hell

If she's accepted into Heaven, then the Seraphim doesn't have to deal with anymore of this redemption nonsense, and Charlie gets a home considered worthy of her efforts

that has to be worth the sacrifice of bending the System a little to Sera, to avoid it being shattered

Now you, dear reader, have no doubt poke many a hole in this line of logic because you are a very intelligent person

that's the fun part, Sera's final goal probably wouldn't make much sense

Charlie seems to take more after her demon Heritage, she probably doesn't really want to leave hell behind, she takes after the dreamer Quality that got her dad fucked over and her mom's actual drive and determination hell barely contains her Heaven would crumble trying, where the fuck would she even go in the hierarchy

but it would also take the heat off the idea of redeeming sinners with this whole new question, create a separation between Charlie and the rest of hell by accepting her as an Us, an angel, not like them, not like the sinners, or her father or Vaggie, they've already lost their chance, not made for hell the other rings' demons, she's better than them, uniquely innocent. handed a shot in heaven, who wouldn't take it?

im personally interested in the Lucifer and Lilith drama because im mentally ill and abnormal about them

Luci is so split about the offer because he wants whats best for her and she doesnt deserve hell she shouldn't suffer for his sins and he also doesn't want an uprising(which Charlie is at most, three realizations away from starting) but also if they try to steal his daughter away to heaven, the last true family he has after being cast out, its war

#hazbin hotel #hazbin charlie #hazbin hotel lucifer #hazbin hotel lilith #welcome to heaven #hazbin hotel fandom #hazbin hotel charlie #charlie morningstar #lucifer morningstar

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sukunasweetheart · 2 years

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he who becomes the follower rather than the one being followed. heavy angst, gn!reader

Once you enter your apartment, you kick your shoes off your aching feet and carelessly chuck your belongings onto the counter. The keys clatter against the cold marble and the sound of it pierces through the silence that lingers in your home. Your tired eyes can’t seem to really get a hold of anything.

“Why do you keep working overtime? I told you to stop that. Biting off more than you can chew.”

Sukuna comes from behind and watches you quietly skim your eyes over your near-empty fridge.

“And go grocery shopping, will you? It’s been weeks now.”

You sigh, and retreat to your cupboard where you grab the same cup ramen you’ve been having for dinner for the fourth night in a row.

“Giving me the silent treatment, huh. As usual,” he grunts, crossing his arms with concern. He’s grown sick of this. When will you pick yourself back up?

You don’t even sit down to eat. You pathetically hover over your sink to quickly slurp it up and discard the soup down the drain afterwards. Repeating the same cycle. Work, eat, sleep. Work, eat, sleep. Over and over again.

There are clothes strewn over the floor, because you haven’t been bothering to clean up after yourself. And Sukuna doesn’t know how much more he can tolerate watching you destroying yourself like this. He uncrosses his arms when you walk right past him, almost like you were telling him that you were sick of his nagging.

When he follows after you, he sees you collapse onto your sofa from exhaustion.

“Go to bed. You’ve been falling asleep on the sofa too much recently.”

You bury your head into the pillows and shut him out more, if that was even possible. The furrow in his brows deepen and he sits by your feet.

“Hey. Those are my pillows. Don’t sully them so much. You haven’t even showered yet.” Sukuna continues the one-sided conversation.

You must’ve plopped onto the sofa too hard. Because not long after, a photo frame topples over on the stand next to it. You hear the small clack, and you lift your head a little to look at it - hesitating. Slowly, you sit yourself back up again, and Sukuna draws in a breath, as if he’s preparing for something he’s about to witness for the millionth time.

“Don’t,” he mumbles, his gaze following your hand as it reaches out to grab the frame. When you lift it up and look at the photo, you see that it’s him. Your chest begins to hurt again, and your tired eyes somehow still have the energy to produce endless tears, some of them dropping onto the glass that covers the picture. You bring him close to your heart, and cry freely.

“I miss you. I miss you so much.”

Sukuna sits closer to you and hovers his hand over your face, knowing that he’d phase right through you if he tried to touch you for real. And he can’t get used to this, no matter how hard he tries. He wants to touch you again.

“I know. I know, doll. I’m right here,” he tells you, reassuringly.

But you can’t hear him.

dear readers, hope you enjoyed the angst lmao here are some additional headcanons for modern au sukuna who remains beside you even after his death.

sukuna pretty much follows you wherever you go

when youre at work, he’s there scowling at anyone who scolds you for some mistake youve made

walks right next to you when youre walking, waits beside you when youre waiting in line for a coffee and sometimes runs when youre running to catch a bus too

or maybe if you have your own car, he sits himself in the seat next to you and listens along to the radio if you turn it on, or some music of your choice. sometimes even just complete silence. places his legs up where hes not supposed to, because it doesnt matter anymore, but puts them down again when he remembers how much you scolded him over it that one time

is often talking, even though he knows no one can hear him

if youre out shopping and/or buying things, he’ll say; “get that one. you like those.” and he’s rather ecstatic when you do exactly that lmao

“i used to love those” he comments at some snacks in an aisle. you stop and turn to look at the same snack and grab some.

he does it on purpose, because he wants to feel like youre actually listening to him, he says things that he predicts you’ll do

sometimes, he swears that you hear him though

when he nags you again and tells you to change the bed sheets once in a while, you miraculously feel the same way and do it immediately, leaving him smirking and saying his praises to you

because sukuna walks around with you everywhere, sometimes dogs and cats with keen senses will bark/hiss at you when theyre actually sensing his presence. he’ll tell the animals to piss off.

he lies down beside you when you go to sleep. asks you whats wrong when you wake up abruptly sometimes in the middle of the night. he wants to sleep alongside you, but ghosts cant sleep or dream.

is distraught because there is no use for his fast reflexes anymore, he can’t prevent you from getting injured - not when you trip over your own feet, cut yourself while using a knife, or when something falls from a shelf and hits you on the head

hates when you walk around by yourself at night. its dangerous, especially when hes not there to scare everyone off anymore

if you eventually find someone else to love, he will be so very conflicted

wants you to be happy again but resents that he cant be the one to do that for you now

doesnt know what to feel when his pictures disappear from your home, one by one

“but you promised,” he’d say, sitting on the edge of your bed while you’re texting another person, “that you’d love me forever.”

but thats just him being selfish.

i guess you meant his forever, and not your own.

#sukuna #sukuna x reader #ryomen sukuna x reader #ryomen sukuna #sukuna x you #sukuna x y/n #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader

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oceanwithouthermoon · 7 months

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hi i NEED to know more abt your mermaid au (if you dont mind u.u)

HIIIII THANK U FOR ASKINGGHGG

so basically in this au, everything is prettyyy much the same except that aren is a merman..

after his meeting with kusuo, it becomes painfully obvious that kusuo doesnt belong there but aren still thinks hes just a cool foreign mermaid.. but he keeps asking so many questions about where hes from and kusuo is already in so much shock he cant keep up the act anymore and tells him hes from the land.. (he probably couldve just told him to leave him alone, but truth be told he had a hot merman right in front of him and he literally just found out mermaids exist ??? so why would he do that)

so after learning kusuos secret (which wasnt explained in full, he really just said he has powers and aren thinks its some sort of secret human magic) he begs him to give him human legs, and kusuo has to explain that he cant use his shapeshifting ability on other people, and the only similar thing is hypnosis, which wouldnt work.. SO kuboyasu introduces him to mermaid magic !! which isnt all that powerful at all.. they just have certain minor spells, charms, and incantations that can have small effects.. so they work together and find a way to make his shapeshifting ability work on kuboyasu!! maybe its a thing similar to saikis limiters, but its like a pendant or a pair of earrings infused with a combination of magic+kusuos powers+technology

and soooooo he transfers to PK!! (with kusuos genius+mind control, its easy to cook up a fake ID+birth certificate and all) and everything else is pretty much the same, including even how kusuo attempts to ignore him at school at first+then spies on him without his knowledge.. but theyre also secretly romancing each other outside of school hours in the literal ocean..

it definitely took a while for kusuo to trust him enough to take him on land btw so they also spent a lot of time in arens home but i havent put much thought into what/where exactly that is or about his family and mermaid friends and such..

either way, even when he trusts him, aren still messes up and almost spills various secrets a lot lmao.. it shouldn't be that hard because hes been told his whole life that humans were dangerous because they couldnt handle things they didnt understand (like.. magic) but somehow he still manages to slip up many times on BOTH of their secrets (good thing their friends are DUMB)

"so aren, where do you live??" "in the sea-" gets elbowed by kusuo "sea.. outh.. district??" "huh??"

#kubosai mermaids!!!#hell yeah!!#i havent decided if aren was still in a gang or not or if hes just naturally aggressive #but mermaid gang would be really cool lmao #maybe thats part of why he wants to escape the ocean so bad #for the fresh start hes been looking for #omg imagine that he WAS in a gang and they use that as a cover up to why they act weird and secretive #sinceee it isnt teeechnically a lie #'i know your secret..' 'what?!?' 'that you used to be in a gang..' 'oh! oh that..'#saiki k #tdlosk #the disastrous life of saiki k.#kusuo saiki #saiki kusuo #aren kuboyasu #kuboyasu aren #kubosai #meows post

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Bachira x GN!Reader (Artist AU)

:: Made this out of boredom, doesnt make sence, not proof read

(As a child)

“Y/n! Whose dog did u befriend again?!” My mom scolded me. There was a stray puppy outside my door, it dropped some pebbles for me

“Huh...? I don’t know...? It looks like a stray puppy though” I said while smiling and petting the puppy

“Stray or not, I told you already, right? Stop befriending random stray animals” My mom reminded me

“Yes mom… I’m sorry” I said a bit sad

But… This puppy keeps appearing Infront of my door, but it keeps on giving pebbles, sometimes random normal ones, sometimes they are painted colorfully... I was confused.

One day, I was walking home from school, I saw the puppy again, I never really got to see the puppy this close and clearly, now I can see how cute this puppy really is

It has brown, yellow-ish fur, dropped down ears and it really liked wagging its tail. From the looks of it, it seems to be a boy.

I decided to follow this puppy. It walked to a house, a massive one, looks like one that's owned by a rich person. I saw that there's colored pebbles lying outside the houses door, the same pebbles this puppy gave me. I thought that this puppy gives to any old random house, but… He was grabbing the pebbles...? Where though? I kept following this puppy, it's the street going to my house? Is this puppy owned by that massive houses owner?

(Time skip to adult)

I still live in the same house as my childhood, my parents were the one who moved out, they were the one who wanted it, they lived near though, so I can still visit

I already know pretty much everything in town, even if it’s old, many people still move here because of its relaxing vibe. Seems like this is what this person thought at least.

There's a new person moving to the house next to mine, the house has been old sale for years now, nobody wanted to buy it because it's so rusty. So, when this person bought it, they made many renovations to make it homely.

When they finally moved in, I decided to visit the house, yknow, like any good neighbor would do. I knocked on their door and a boy with brown hair and yellow tips opened, he was smiling so friendly too.

“Ah? A new neighbor?” He said smiling so friendly

“Yep! My names Y/n, nice to meet you!” I said giving him a smile back

“Oh? Y/n? That’s a cute name!” He beamed

“You can call me Bachira!” He said while dragging me into his house

“Come in! I like guest!” He keeps smiling while talking, “Sorry its messy, I haven’t cleaned it all up” He added while scratching his head

I looked around and... I don’t recognize this house anymore. The old house used to belong to an old couple, they decorated it with... well... Old things, they said it reminded them of when they were young, and the layout is also old school, simple living-dining room combo, 1 bedroom they shared, a small kitchen and 1 bathroom.

When he renovated this house, it became more modern... It looked foreign to me. But it still looked homely... if you ignore all the boxes still splattered across the house.

“Ah... Uhm... sorry hehe... I know it’s messy” He stated again still scratching his head

“Huh? Oh, don’t be! I’m supposed to be the sorry one! I just randomly went to your house and knocked uninvitedly” I apologized to him too

“No no! It’s fine!” He spoke

We spent the rest of our day at his house, I even helped him clean up, and that’s when I knew he was an artist... Or well, he’s learning to be one. He wanted to be unique, so he used pebbles on making his piece, he showed me one of his piece and... “The pebbles...? Wait—the pebbles! They looked like... the ones that puppy use to give me...” I kept looking at his piece... like... it reminded me of that puppy

“Y/n? Y/n? Y/n!” He tried to get me back to reality

“Oh-- sorry Bachira... uhm... This piece looks... unique” I tried to make him talk about his piece

“Thats my goal! Make it unique!” He exclaimed

I forgot that I was only there to greet him, but it’s already 10pm. Seems like I lost track of time.

When I went back to my house, I immediately went to my bedroom and opened my drawer, I grabbed the pebbles the puppy use to give me. The puppy stopped giving me pebbles when I turned 18, I saw the puppy grew to be an adult dog, it was heartwarming but also sad when the puppy stopped. When I saw Bachira, he really gave me the vibe of that puppy though...

“Agh-- what am I thinking? He can’t be a dog... Y/n what are you thinking?!” I kept thinking about him... about Bachira... about the dog... about the pebbles... his art...

It’s been a few weeks since, I still think about him, but I also keep hanging out with him.

“Hey, Y/n, I’m curious about your reaction about my painting, why were you so... hmm?” He tried thinking of a word “You know what I mean, right?” He asked

“Well... I just... Had a flashback, you could say” I answered

“Flash... back? About?” He seemed curious

“Why would I tell you?” I said while chuckling

“Ahh! I wanna know!! I wanna know!” He kept insisting

“Well... I’ll tell you later, n-not now!” I finally answered

He frowned but finally agreed to wait

We decided to sleep over in Bachiras house for the night, why? Because he wanted to... and I couldn’t say no, he’s too cute!

Because he only had 1 bedroom, we decided both of us would sleep in his living room, one on his beanbag and one on his couch. Both of us wanted the couch though, so we played a game. We had to make an art piece made of random things, I was confused on what to make and what to make it with, but Bachira already had his canvas set and started to glue some pebbles on his canvas-- “P-pebbles?!”

“Hey, Bachira, can I have so--” “No! This are my pebbles, haha!” He laughed “BLEH!” He cheekily put his tongue out to tease me, I pouted and gave up... I accepted my fate on sleeping on the beanbag.

After some time, he finished his creation, he made a puppy made of pebbles--- “Puppy! Pebbles!” I kept staring at his piece again... The puppy he made was so similar to the puppy that used to give me pebbles.

“Bachira... where did you live before moving here?” I finally got the courage to ask him

“Uhm... Still in this neighborhood, just in a different house, my house used to be much bigger!” He giggled

“Did you perhaps have a dog? A puppy?” I asked

“Well, I did, but he died a few years ago... when I was 19 if I’m not mistaken” He said, his tone seemed sad, but not too sad, “But that’s the past!” His cheerful tone is back

“What inspired you to--” “To use pebble?” He cut me mid speaking and cheered excitedly, I nod

“Well... This is stupid, don’t laugh, okay? Promise?” He said holding his pinky finger up, I made a pinky promise to him

“So-- so I had a crush, more like a ‘love at first sight’ crush actually, never really knew the person or spoke either... and I followed them once and found their house, a bit creepy—BUT! I only used that information to gift them--” “Pebbles? Let me guess, you told your dog to give pebbles to that house?” I asked while tilting my head

“How’d you know--” He gasp “ARE YOU--” He asked surprised

I gave him a probably look

#blue lock #bachira meguru #bachira x reader #bllk bachira #bllk #bllk x reader #bllk x you #blue lock x reader #gender neutral reader #bachira fluff #anime #anime and manga #blue lock x y/n #blue lock x gender neutral reader #blue lock meguru bachira #meguru bachira #bored

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