#i don't drink so i did a lot of research for this okay like a LOT

[itsswritten]

Sometimes actions speak louder than words.

Request: From anon “Could you please write a story in which someone insults Azriel and the reader is so offended for him that she punches the person who insulted him, and Azriel is very impressed that the reader got so upset for him.”

Pairing: azriel x reader

Word count: 2K+

Warnings: Ummm drinking/alcohol, insults, I think that's it

A/n: This is a one-shot for an anon request! I hope you like it. Also the only knowledge I have of the ACOTAR world is what I’ve read in other peoples fics and what I’ve read currently in the series which is halfway through book 2. So sorry if some things don't make sense, I've still got a lot to uncover in the series and this is just for fun! Also I'm taking requests so feel free to drop one in my messages xx

The smell of aged parchment and the hushed whispers of pages turning enveloped you as you lost yourself in the sanctuary of Velaris' grand library. It was your haven, a place where words wove a tapestry of worlds, and the characters within the pages became your companions. Amidst the towering shelves, you could hear the bustle of the city outside as the sun slowly began to drop behind the mountains. The city always did come alive at night.

You had somehow agreed to an evening out. Feyre and Nesta somehow insisted that you would begin to merge into the library's furniture if you didn’t at some point leave. They said you needed a break from the musty scent of books, and maybe they were right. It has been a while since you’d had a break.

You were Rhysands head researcher, spending most of your time holed up in parchment and ancient scrolls scouring for whatever information the court needed. You weren’t always here in Valeris, luckily you had built great relationships with allied courts and frequented their resources when needed. It meant your time with your friends, the inner circle was far and few inbetween. So when Feyre and Nesta came winnowing into the library that afternoon you didn’t have the heart to decline them.

Nesta generously lent you one of her dresses for the night. A delicate fusion of lace and silk that clung to your form, deep midnight blue echoing the colours of the night court.

“Are you sure this looks okay?” Your brows were furrowed as you examined your physique in the mirror. Nesta scoffed, rolling her eyes up from her new book that she was perched on your bed reading.

“Are you questioning my style?” She said in a cold manner, brow quipped.

You shook your head. Of course you weren't. The dress was beautiful. But it had been a while since you’d dressed as such. “I wouldn’t worry, I’m sure it’ll catch the attention of a certain Shadowsinger”

Your cheeks turned hot as you turned to Nesta to object, you weren’t looking for the attention of Azriel but before that lie could leave your lips, she interjected quickly shutting her book shoot and linking her arm under yours. “Come now bookworm, we don’t have time for insecurities. Cassian is taking us to meet the others” Nesta said sharply. 

You winnowed into Rita’s with Cassain and Nesta, finding your gaggle of friends in their usual corner. Drinks were clearly already flowing as Feyre and Mor ran up to you in a drunken frenzy. Rhysand flashes a small smile, greeting you once the girls had jumped back into their seats, urging you to catch up on the many drinks you were behind on.

"My favourite researcher has finally left the confines of the library," he grinned. "We were worried you had moved in there."

You flashed a taut smile to your high lord. "Well, someone has to keep the Night Court in the know. Head researcher for a reason"

Rhysand chuckled warmly, a glimmer of approval in his eyes. "Of course, and you do an impeccable job.” He leaned forward across the table slightly  “But even the most diligent researchers need a break. It's important to let loose and have some fun every now and then."

His words were accompanied by a gentle press of his hand over yours. The touch was warm, reassuring, and it carried the weight of a friendly concern. "Besides, we all miss having you around more often."

Your gaze shifted to Azriel, who sat beside Rhysand, a silent and enigmatic presence. He wore dark, tailored attire that accentuated the lean lines of his physique. His hair, cascading in a controlled chaos of shadows, framed a face that seemed sculpted from moonlight. His shadows slowly inching across the table to touch you. You glanced at them, giving them a silent consent before they fussed around your hands, moving up to caress your face. Oh they had missed you.

As your eyes met his, a familiar warmth spread through you. Azriel dipped his head slightly in acknowledgment, but also in agreement to Rhysand’s comment. They did all miss you, him and his shadows especially. 

The unspoken understanding between you and Azriel had always lingered beneath the surface. It was a friendship that tiptoed along the edges of something more, a dance between shadows and light. At times, it felt as though words weren't necessary between you two.

~~~

As the night unfolded, Rita's pulsated with the beats of music that seemed to spur the drinking on. As the girls had mentioned when you first arrived, you needed to catch up. And so drinks were placed in front of yourself, Nesta, and Cassian in order to get to the same level of drunkenness as your friends, urging you to take shot after shot.

It had been a while since you'd drank this much, and the night really began to blur. Somehow, you now found yourself seated in Rhysand's spot next to Azriel, your sides lightly pressed against one another.

"You might want to slow down," he said softly, as Nesta placed another drink in front of you, a look in her eyes that demanded a finished cup when she next came back. Azriel's shadows slowly but surely moved your drink in front of him, swapping his empty glass for yours. Silently as always looking out for you "We don't want a repeat of last time," he teased, a smug smile pulling on his lips as he gazed down at you.

You chuckled, eyes closing as your hands came to cover your face at the reminder of last time. You couldn't even walk in your drunken state, needing Azirel to practically hold you up right. You also couldn’t stomach a flight, so Azriel had carried you all the way up, princess style, to the House of Wind. Of course, it was nothing to him, but something you couldn't help but feel embarrassed about as you remember the flurry of drunken memories of you pressed against his chest. Maybe it was the alcohol or the Nesta’s earlier comment but your cheeks flushed.

"You're right," you looked up at him. "I really need to slow down if I'm going to last the night."

Azriel was looking down at you, his eyes boring into yours. A flicker of something you didn't recognize washed over his face as he went to speak. "I've been wanting to talk to you about some—"

And, as if perfect timing, Feyre came stumbling over, grabbing your hand as she declared it was girl time on the dance floor. She pulled you up from your spot next to Azriel. Glancing back at him, you apologised with furrowed brows. He simply smiled and mouthed, "It's okay," accepting the interruption.

As you joined the girls on the dance floor, the beats of the music enveloped you, and for a moment, you forgot about the unfinished conversation with Azriel.

~~~

In the midst of laughter and swirling dances, the girls continued to move, giggles and loose footing carrying you all through the music. Every now and then, you would glance back over to Azriel, his gaze always fixed on you. He watched you closely, an intensity in his eyes that perhaps only someone less tipsy might have noticed.

"Heeyyy, what are you doing?" Nesta snarled as you all seemingly got split from your circle of dancing, a drunken fae stumbling through, alcohol reeking from his breath, unsteady steps disrupting the flow on the dance floor. Of course, there is never a night at Rita’s that goes smoothly; there always has to be something. Azriel quickly stepped up, trying to diffuse whatever was about to ignite as the drunken man squared up to Nesta. Not a wise move.

The drunken man sneered, and Cassian was quick to step beside his mate, encouraging the man to turn away. However, his sights quickly set on Azriel, his words dripping with contempt. "Ahh, look who it is... the high lord's puppet!" The room began to fall silent as the insult lingered in the air. Azriel's expression remained composed, but a flicker of irritation danced in his eyes.

The drunken man, oblivious to the charged atmosphere, continued his disruptive path, his target fully set on Azriel, squaring up. The atmosphere grew tense as the insults continued to poison the air.

Feeling a mixture of liquid courage, you found yourself step slightly in front of Azriel. It looked a little comical if you were to take away the tense atmosphere, you stepping in between two large males.  "Enough," you declared, your voice surprisingly steady despite the pulsating emotions within you. The alcohol in your veins gave you newfound confidence.

The drunken man turned his attention to you, looming over your shorter frame. "And what are you going to do about it, little one?" he sneered, his breath was heavy on your face as he stepped to tower in front of you.

You could sense Azriel behind you, a rise beginning to surface under his composed demeanour. His shadows start to dart around, waiting to be unleashed. For a Fae of high intellect and many words, you somehow couldn’t seem to find the right ones. At times your tongue could be more venomous than Nesta’s, always quick-witted and ready to bite back with sharp remarks. However, with several drinks and shots swirling through your veins, you couldn’t seem to find them.

There was a silence in the air, anticipation of what you would say. You could almost feel Nesta’s glare into your skull, begging, pleading for you to say something. But the words wouldn’t leave your tongue; instead, as if by some involuntary reflex, you did something else.

You hit him. You hit him hard.

It was as if something had ignited within you. Someone who was usually so composed and opted for verbal warfare had swung your fist at the insolent man, knocking him out unconscious.

The room was silent, save for a few gasps, until laughter erupted throughout. Cassian and Rhysand were almost in tears at your unusual outburst. Cassian erupted into laughter, clapping you on the back. "I always knew there was a warrior within you!" he exclaimed, revelling in the unexpected turn of events. 

As the laughter echoed, you caught a glimpse of Azriel's surprise. His stoic demeanour momentarily cracked, and his eyes widened ever so slightly. He struggled to stifle a laugh, a subtle smirk playing on his lips. Rhysand, observing the exchange, shot Azriel a knowing look, a silent acknowledgment that Azriel should be pleased – pleased that you had so boldly defended him.

~~~

The room buzzed with laughter and music as the aftermath of your unexpected outburst settled around you. As the laughter gradually subsided, Azriel's shadows retreated to their calm state. "Well," he began, his voice a low murmur that carried the weight of genuine admiration, "that was unexpected and quite impressive."

You grinned, still riding the wave of adrenaline. "Sometimes actions speak louder than words, especially when dealing with arrogant drunks." Azriel's lips quirked in a half-smile, his usual stoic facade momentarily softened. "I suppose you've proven that. Thank you for stepping in."

You waited for embarrassment to seep in as the adrenaline began to ebb away, the ice now on your fist bringing you to a dulling sense of sobriety. You were anticipating humiliation, realising that you had not only stepped out of your usual reserved self but also that the act was driven by something deeper than just loyalty to a friend. It wasn't merely the defence of Azriel; it was a declaration, a line crossed that you could no longer chalk up to mere friendship.

As the reality of the matter settled, you acknowledged that Azriel didn't need saving; he was more than capable of handling himself. Yet, you had found yourself impulsively and entirely defending him, a force beyond your control guiding your actions. The head researcher's bookish and reserved manner had been shed, revealing a side of you that seemed to have been dormant, waiting for the right moment to surface.

There was a light pull on your chest, an unmistakable tug that was a realisation, an acknowledgment of feelings that had lurked beneath the surface, now bubbling to the forefront.

As Rita's began to wind down, Azriel caught your eye, his gaze holding a silent question. His shadows kissed the light bruises on your knuckles. Despite being High fae, you didn’t train much. Your hands usually only bore the weight of books, and the worst types of injuries were a little paper cut. The bruises on your hand, you were sure would be gone by the morning. However this didn’t stop the shadows' attentive touch. It was as if they were worshipping your skin with their whispers for defending their master.

"Can I take you out?" Azriel asked, his voice a low timbre, barely audible over the fading music. The question hung in the air, and for a moment, the world seemed to hold its breath.

You looked at him, surprise and anticipation dancing in your eyes. "Take me out?"

Azriel nodded, his shadows swirling in a subtle display of nerves. "On a date, if you'd allow it. Consider it my way of properly thanking you."

A genuine smile tugged at your lips, you and Azriel had found yourselves on the threshold of something new. "I'd like that."

~~~

Across the room, Cassian and Rhysand exchanged knowing looks, a silent nod of agreement passing between them. They shared an understanding for their brother, as if they sensed the beginning of something special.

fin

#azriel fanfic #azriel x reader #azriel x you #acotar #acotar azriel

[luvyeni]

HIII!! You are my favorite tumblr writer right now I love your works and read all of them. I haven't seen alot of bangchan works so I wanted to request a bangchan smut (please don't judge for the kinks) with some spitting hair pulling corruption and praise (if that makes sense😭) I don't see a lot of shy reader so can you please and that the rest is up too you!

Btw do this is you are comfortable and remember to drink and eat today<3 :)

CURIOUS; BANG CHAN

pairings. boyfriend!chan x fem!reader

wc. 0.9k

warnings. corruption kink, hair pulling, spitting kink, oral (f. reader), unprotected sex, breeding kink, praise kink

thank you so much for reading my works , im so glad you like them <3 i hope you like this , i tried to add everything you wanted 💓!

chan finds something interesting on his computer and he confronts you on it.

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"does my pretty baby have secret she wants to share , has she been trying to explore?" chan held his laptop in his hand , sitting down next to your body which was laying down. "huh?" you tilted your head to the side , confused.

"what do you mean?" he smirked , showing you the computer , you sat up on your elbows reading it , and your blood ran cold, all the evidence from your earlier "research" staring right back at you. "naughty baby , what are you doing searching these kinds of things?"

you were curious , you didn't know much about sex , only from what chan was teaching you , but your friends were talking about different kinks that they've explored , and you hadn't heard of them , so you searched them up , regretting it now because you forgot to clear the history. "why are you so quite baby?"

your face was hot , you were too shy to voice things like this to chan , so you often let him guide you. "i..i w..was curious, my friends were talking about it , and i..i wanted to know what it was." you played with your fingers.

"and why didn't you come to me love , i would've told you." he put the laptop down , you frowned , feeling bad. "i..im sorry, i just wanted to figure it out myself." he brought his hand up to your cheek caressing it. "you don't need to do that okay, i'm here okay." you nodded , and he smiled kissing you , bit when he pulled away , his eyes were sharper , his pupils filled with lust.

"my naughty baby , i saw you have some favorites." his hand that was caressing your cheek , made it's way to your hair , tangling his fingers , tugging on it , you moaned , and he smiled. "you like that don't you?" you shyly nodded , biting your lip, chan groaned as his cock jumped in his shorts.

"fuck princess , you can't act all cute and shy while admitting you like it when i pull your hair." he roughly kissed you , pulling away , chuckling when you cutely chased his lips with a whine.

he climbed off the bed, taking his clothes off "be a good girl and get on your knees , ass in the air baby." you complied , he bent down flipping up your skirt , not to his surprise, you weren't wearing any panties.

"my naughty girl knows what i like , knows that i want her to be ready for me at all times ." he pushed his thumb against you soaking hole. "so wet." and what he did next had you about to cum untouched , he spit directly on your cunt. "c..chan." you moaned , you couldn't even cover your face , because you were supporting yourself up.

"you like that, when i spit on your cunt?" he used his fingers to spread the spit around your hole, pushing them into you. "look how wet your pussy has gotten just from me spitting on it, your soaking my fingers." he spat on it again , repeating his actions , thrusting his fingers in and out of you. "my baby has a spit kink too." he picked up his pace.

"chan f..fuck! " you moaned as he spreaded your folds, spitting directly on your hole, before diving right in , eating your cunt like a mad man. "c..chan o..oh my god!" you gave up trying to hold yourself up, your face hitting the pillow as he continued the assult on your cunt. "c..chan i..im gonna cum." you squealed as he hummed in approval.

"f..fuck!" you came all over his mouth. "fuck baby you made such a mess." his lips were glossed from spit and your cum. "gonna let me fuck this pretty pussy now , right?" you nodded and he sat on his knees , pushing his leaking cock against your ass , you wiggled your hip impatiently. "look at you princess , so ready for my cock." he pushed himself all the way in , sighing against your shoulders. "you feel so good." he kissed behind your earlobe.

he straightened his body , pulling out , fucking back into you. "so tight." he began to move. "like your pussy was made for me." his hips snapped against yours , reaching for your hair pulling it. "chan , fuck! f..feels s..so g..good!" you screamed , he groaned.

"mmh , fuck baby , you feel full?" you screamed yes , he pulled you up against his chest by your hair , you yelped as he forced your head back , kissing your lips. "open." you slowly opened your mouth , curious about what he was about to do. he gathered all the spit in his mouth , spitting into yours.

"good girl , now swallow." you swallowed , eyes rolling to the back of your head at the lewd action. he smirked pushing your face back against the pillow. "look at you , all fucked out. you gonna cum?" you were a drooling mess , weakly nodding. "go a head , cream my cock." he reached in front of you , rubbing your clit , your jaw falling slack as you came.

"t...there -shit- there you go, good girl." his knocked his head back as his abs began to flex, he fucked into your body a few more times , before cumming inside. "s..shit."

he pulled out watching the cum leak out of you. "you did so well." he turned you on your back. "did you like it?" you nodded. "i did." you were heavy breathing. "good, im glad you did." he helped you clean up , putting his shirt on your body.

"next time you're curious about anything baby let me know, okay?" you nodded. "i will."

"good i want to know every dirty thought that my precious angel is having in that pretty little head of hers"

©️LUVYENI

#kpop x reader #kpop smut #stray kids smut #skz hard hours #stray kids hard hours #stray kids x reader #skz hard thoughts #stray kids hard thoughts #skz smut #skz imagines #skz scenarios #stray kids scenarios #stray kids imagines #bang chan hard hours #bang chan hard thoughts #bang chan x reader #bang chan smut #bang chan imagines #bang chan scenarios

[fallingdownhell]

If polyamory relationship requests are A-OK with you, could I request Al-Haitham and Kaveh with a reader that acts as a mediator between the two.

She's a woman who, despite her soft-spoken and sweet nature, is also rather sharp-tongued and witty when she's in an argument with someone. No matter how many squabbles those two get into, she's always there to settle things.

Many find it odd that two brilliant men like Al-Haitham and Kaveh would want to be someone like reader. Sure, she's got a pretty face but that's it. She's not an Akademiya scholar, or even some genius (in eyes of shallow people at least). She is but an ordinary fish farmer who uses her Hydro vision to cultivate and harvest her aquatic animals.

If only they knew about the love and care these three share (hey that rhymed) with each other.

I hope this turned out okay. I personally don't have any experience with poly relationships, so I hope I did somewhat good with it. Pairing: Alhaitham x Reader x Kaveh Content: female reader (she/her pronouns); polyamory relationship; established relationship; fluff; general relationship headcanons Word count: 830 words Enjoy guys<3

the first impression anyone would get when they'd see the three of you interaction with each other, would often be one of two things

they either think you guys are siblings, or just really, really old friends that go way back together

and they'd be right, at least about the friend aspect

because that's actually how this whole dynamic started out several years ago

you've known Kaveh and Alhaitham for almost half your life now, and as far as you remember, those two have always bickered and you have always been in the middle of it, trying to appease them every time

somewhere along the way, feelings came into the mix as well. If asked now, you couldn't tell who caught feelings for who first, though a certain blonde would still vehemently deny any sort of feelings for his roommate

but behind closed doors, when you're all in the private of your shared home, things tend to be different

to the public eye, it's you who keeps the relationship together. Regulated, if you would. You constantly break up the sassy bickering between Kaveh and Alhaitham, being the voice of reason in any argument

you help Alhaitham with organizing his work papers, sort his books at home, you remind him to eat and drink when he's too focused on a new book again that he forgets to do those tasks himself

with Kaveh, you help him keep track of his approaching deadlines with clients, help him find inspiration for a new project and always lend a listening ear when he needs to vent his frustrations to someone, especially when they involve his nosy roommate again

and in return, the boys support you in your line of work as well. Your job may not be the most noble or important one, but you enjoy doing it, and that's all they need to know in order to support you

they come up with new ways to implement your hydro vision with you, making your job easier for you further and further. Alhaitham tends to do some research on the types of fish you plan on cultivating while Kaveh enjoys to decorate the fish tanks according to their desires on habitats

it's always been a mutual give and take in this relationship, a silent agreement, if you will, that they will always support each other in their doings, even if one or two mean comments will be thrown out there alongside it

if asked what their favourite thing about you is..

Alhaitham's answer is very quick to come, almost like he had only waited for the day someone would ask him that question. He enjoys the way you get passionate about the things you love and enjoy. Even if he's not the most knowledgeable in a certain subject, he can and will listen to you rambling on for hours on end about it, simply because of the way your eyes light up when you get to talk about it

Kaveh says that he likes a lot of things about you, but if he had to choose, then it would be your easygoing, patient nature. No matter how much stress he's currently under, you always have a way to calm him down, make him destress so he can think clearly and logically again. Suddenly, the impending deadline doesn't seem so bad anymore and he's got a clear head again. He could kiss you every time again when you do that, it helps him out so much!

Oh, but don't be mistaken. Just because you're usually calm and relaxed doesn't mean you can't get feisty. Especially when dealing with rather rude people, you tend to loose your temper on them from time to time. Those are the moments where the boys need to let you vent to them, if they want to avoid an incoming hospital bill because you decided to finally act on some of the threats that leave your mouth while in such a pissed off state

when it comes to affection, you and Kaveh are definitely the most cuddly and affectionate within the relationship

Alhaitham often acts annoyed when one of you (or both) asks for cuddles, but he never refuses, either. Most of the time, it's him in the middle of the bed, you and Kaveh plastered on one side of him, cuddling up against him like this

and the scholar doesn't admit it out loud, but he does rather enjoy those cuddle sessions, enjoying the warmth and embrace of the two people he values most in this life

overall, communication is key in this relationship. It happened one too many times that a comment has been taken too far, hurting the feelings of the other too much, so there are now certain rules in place to prevent something like this from happening again

but despite all that, the love you share between you all is clear as day, even to the public eye. They just choose not to comment on it, for their own sakes

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact headcanons #genshin headcanons #genshin x reader headcanons #genshin impact x reader headcanons #alhaitham x reader #kaveh x reader #alhaitham x you #kaveh x you #alhaitham x kaveh #kaveh x alhaitham #kaveh headcanons #alhaitham headcanons #kaveh x reader headcanons #alhaitham x reader headcanons #kaveh x reader x alhaitham

[thebisexualdogdad]

fic where Maddy Perez falls for East highlands resident bad boy and they hook up after a group project

Maddy Perez x Male!reader

Maddy certainly wasn't the only person in school to have a thing for you, in fact you had already made your way through most of the cheerleading squad but unlike them Maddy refused to let you know she was insanely attracted to you.

"Looking good Perez, when are you going to let me take you out," you asked her one day in history class when she was wearing her cheer uniform for that night's football game.

"Never gonna happen Y/N," she said rolling her eyes but really she was imagining how good your head would look underneath her skirt.

Then there was that time at a party when you surprised everyone by actually showing up.

"What are you doing here? Don't you prefer getting drunk on cheap beer behind the liquor store," Maddy jokes, finding you in the kitchen as you start drinking some very expensive whisky directly from the bottle.

"Maybe I just wanted to see you," you say, offering her the whisky, "you look hot by the way."

Maddy quickly grabs the bottle and chugs some of it hoping to hide the blush forming on her cheeks, "too bad I'm not interested in letting you get in my pants but I'm sure you'll find someone else to get lucky with."

"You're breaking my heart Perez," you say playfully.

"Didn't know you had one," she cracks.

"If you ever let me take you out on that date you'd see there's more to me than just being a devilishly handsome bad boy," you say leaning in close to her.

Maddy gulps, taking another swig of whisky to stop herself from fucking you right there on that counter.

You and Maddy continued this game until you eventually got partnered up for a history project.

How the hell was she going to retain her self control and not jump your bones when you were going to be spending so much time together alone in her bedroom.

Well technically you could have done this project at the library but Maddy was horny and thinking with her pussy, not her brain.

So here you are, in her room on day three of working on your project with Maddy looking at you like a four course meal after you drove her home on your motorcycle.

Her body was still humming from the vibrations and holding onto you so tightly.

"Maddy? Earth to Maddy," you laugh, snapping her out of her trance, "I think we've got enough research notes to start working on the essay."

"Yeah, right, let me get my laptop," she says, taking a seat at her desk and turning her laptop on.

You grab the small ottoman she uses at her vanity mirror and take a seat next to her, a little too close for Maddy to stay focused on the essay.

"You want me to type? You seem to be making a lot of typos there Perez," you laugh.

Maddy pushes the laptop in front of you and stands from her chair, "I need some water do you want anything?"

"Vodka would be nice," you grin.

"I'll get you a soda," she says before leaving her bedroom.

When she returns her glass of water is nearly empty from her trying to cool herself down and she hands you the soda.

You crack it open and take a drink, setting it on the desk as you keep working.

"Can you hand me the textbook, there's something I want to look up," you ask a few minutes later and when she grabs the book she knocks your dark soda over and it spills right onto your white shirt.

"Oh shit I'm so sorry," she says running to her bathroom to grab a towel to clean up her desk.

But when she steps out of her bathroom you're standing there shirtless.

"Mind if I wash this in your sink? Its sticky and I don't want it to stain," You ask.

"Uh, yeah, yeah that's fine," she says, glazing over your abs as you walk past her to her bathroom.

She cleans up the soda and hears the water running in the bathroom, she has to get it together.

She sits on the edge of her bed and puts her head in her hands, how the hell did you have this much of an affect on her.

"Hey it's okay, it's just a shirt," you chuckle when you come back into her room.

You left your shirt hanging in the bathroom to dry and now there's some stray water droplets running down your stomach.

Fuck.

You walk over to her and Maddy can't fight the urges anymore, her hands go to your neck and she pulls you down into an intense kiss.

"Woah, Maddy," you say in surprise, pulling away from her.

"You've been hitting on me since the sixth grade, you really don't want this?" She scoffs.

"I want this more than you know, I just want to make sure you want this," you say.

"I want this Y/N, I really want this," she says bringing you back in for another kiss.

You sink down to your knees in front of her, kissing down her neck and playing with the hem of her shirt.

"Take it off," she orders and in seconds her shirt is gone.

You keep kissing down her body until you reach the top of her jeans.

You look up at her and she nods her consent before raising her hips in the air so you could tug her jeans down her legs.

"God you're beautiful Maddy," you say, kissing along her thighs, "and so wet already."

"I hate that you turn me on this much," she groans right as your tongue licks her through her panties.

"If you want me to stop just tell me to," you say.

"Don't you fucking dare stop," she says sternly and you smile, pulling her panties to the side and tasting her directly.

You moan and Maddy feels it deep in the pit of her stomach, your tongue working her in ways no other guy ever had before.

One her of legs goes over your shoulder, giving you better access.

Her arousal drips down your chin and you slip a finger inside with ease, Maddy moaning above you.

A second finger enters her and you pump them slowly, using your other hand to pull the hood of her clit back and suck it between your lips.

"Holy shit," Maddy cries out, she had been holding this in for so long she can't even feel embarrassed about how quickly she came because it felt so fucking good.

"Damn Perez, I wasn't even down there for a full five minutes," you say cockily.

"Shut up and fuck me Y/N," she demands and you happily stand up, dropping your jeans to reveal the massive boner poking through your boxers.

"You got any condoms?" You ask, stroking yourself through your boxers which only turns her on more.

"Top left drawer in my bathroom," she says.

You go to her bathroom again and find the box of condoms, grabbing one and when you return her bra and panties are gone, leaving her completely naked and now in the center of her bed.

"Have I told you how beautiful you are?" You say, letting your boxers join the rest of your clothes on the floor and putting the condom on.

"Didn't I tell you to fuck me already?" Maddy states and you smirk, joining her in bed.

You settle on top of her, kissing her and she moans at the taste of herself on your tongue.

Reaching down you tease her with the tip of your cock, lathering it with her arousal before easing it inside.

Maddy clearly doesn't want to wait any longer so you quickly rock your hips in a steady rhythm.

Her nails dig into your back, her bed creaking underneath you.

You suck harshly at her neck, one of your hands going to play with her chest.

Maddy moans loudly when you roll one of her nipples between your fingers, legs wrapping around your waist so you can hit deeper inside her.

"Oh fuck me, right there, right there," she chants.

Once again it doesn't take long for her to cum, this one hitting her even harder than the first.

"Do you want me to pull out?" You ask her, slowing your movements giving her a few aftershocks.

"No, keep going until you cum," she says, grabbing your ass.

You smirk and pick your pace back up, she's squeezing your ass and within another minute you're cumming inside her.

"Fuck Maddy," you grunt, your hips moving more frantically through your release.

"That felt so fucking good," she says, groaning when you pull out of her and feeling so empty.

You roll over next to her, taking the condom off and throwing it in the trash next to her bed.

"So does this mean you're finally gonna let me take you on a date?" You tease.

"I'll tell you what Y/N, if we get an A on this project, I'll go on a date with you," she replies.

"You got yourself a deal," you smile, "now let's get back to work, we have an essay to write."

"Have you ever worked this hard on an assignment before?" She jokes.

"Nope but sex is an excellent motivation and it'll be even better at the end of it because I'm going to take you on the best date of your life."

#euphoria imagine #maddy perez imagine #maddy perez x reader #x male reader #fic

[fatphobiabusters]

I hear a lot about how fatness is a "risk factor" for certain illnesses and diseases. I don't hear much about how so are age, socioeconomic status, experiences of abuse, starvation, sex, race, queerness, and so many other aspects of a person's life. And that's because the world already for the most part accepts that a lot of these factors cannot be changed and that many of these factors are not what actually causes an illness or disease.

You don't develop a medical condition because your bank account suddenly shows a different, smaller number. You developed that medical condition because poverty means unbearable stress every day, less access to healthcare, worse housing, inability to clothe yourself for protection from the elements, having to overwork yourself to be able to afford your basic necessities, going without food, and so many other aspects of oppression. You don't weigh your wallet to measure your health because the amount of money you have is not what actually causes a medical condition.

But no one wants to look at the studies with legitimate methodology and admit that fatness is also in this category—that fatness is not something that we can just choose and will away, that fat people face immense systemic oppression just like any other oppressed group, that the correlation of fatness and illness is not some simple relationship of causation. And that's because doing so would mean no longer making hundreds of billions of dollars off of fat people's oppression and having to admit it's not actually okay to treat fat people as an acceptable punching bag.

When I look at medical information for whatever illnesses, see the risk factors laid out, and the only risk factor the website says to change is fatness? I think about all of the research I've read that shows actual permanent weight loss is as likely as finding Atlantis. The amount of hypocrisy at not telling someone to drink a youth potion as a form of treatment at the same time as they lose weight becomes so palpable that I can taste the dirty money being made off of this website telling people to "just lose weight, fatty." It's as cruel as selling an ill person a random crystal that you tell them will fix their health, which they then rely on instead of actual medical care, causing them to get worse and even die. And if you think that comparison is a stretch, you do not realize how many people die every day because they were told weight loss was the answer or were forced to lose weight before the doctor would actually respect them enough to run tests or so much as touch their fat body.

We live in a world where people with PCOS are told to "just lose weight" to solve their infertility, where that is the very first bullet point listed on a website about a medical condition that makes weight loss even more impossible than the already 95% failure rate for the general population. A world where fat people have to stick their own fat bodies with needles during a doctor's appointment because the doctor is too disgusted by fat rolls to even look at the person's body to give them a shot. A world where fat people with eating disorders are encouraged, applauded, and told to keep going while the thin person with an eating disorder has the "luxury" of receiving help, compassion, and a diagnosis that isn't separated in the DSM with the word "atypical." A world where a fat person accidentally given chemotherapy is told by the doctor "At least it helped you lose weight!" A world where weight loss corporations are making the exact same promises they did in advertisements from 1910, yet somehow over 100 years later we have an "ob*sity epidemic" because diets, weight loss products, and exercise regimens "Really work!!!"

If this single "solution" to ill health has not worked despite well over a century of desperate, constant attempts, maybe we should stop trying to jam a triangle into a square hole.

-Mod Worthy

#fatphobia #healthism #fat liberation #medical fatphobia #o word #tw eating disorders #diet culture #Mod Worthy

[luffyvace]

Hello hope your doing well, I had this idea for a while now but I can please request Red hair pirates x male reader with heterochromia(serach it up if I don't what it is) where the reader is ashamed of their eyes and hides from the his new crewmates.

You also don't have to acppect my request. But anyways have a good day!💛

HIII I AM GOOD!! YOU? of course i accept your request anon!! :) dw i know what heterochromia is 😎😋

just for the record i’ve done research on the main 4 (shanks, ben, yasopp and lucky) in the past to get to know them better. so i’ll talk about them specifically and address the rest as “the crew” if that’s okay :)

THEY NEED MORE SCREEN TIME PLSSS

thank goodness for the one piece live action for a lot more gifs of all of them 😭💥

thank you so much for your request!! :) enjoy anon <3 and thank you for being patient!

so you just joined the red hair pirates recently

and you hide one of your eyes with an eye patch or your hair

shanks does wonder about it but doesn’t wanna bother you if your sensitive about it

bets it’s a scar

lucky and yasopp notice you hide your eye but they all have they’re personal reasons for stuff they do

so they assumed this was one of yours

ben thinks it could be a scar or you could just like to style your hair that way

but from the way it looks—how you try to keep it hidden so well and refuse to move it at all

he pretty much figures something happened

shanks and ben talk it over all the time

they never let you hear

just so your not uncomfortable

shanks will probably be the one to ask if curiosity gets the best of him

(it will)

”hey m/n, why do ya’ hide your eye?”

he asked it casually, drinking all the while

”oh..uhhhh, hide? i’m not hiding it..”

”so what do you call it?”

”it’s nothing shanks, i just…..like to style my hair this way”

”oh really?”

he pokes at you about it for a while

the other members kinda just watch as shanks playfully questions you

they figured he’d get it out of you

especially with his pushy yet teasing nature

and after a while…he did!

now idk how it went down since your so bent on not showing anyone

but!!

you slowly moved your eye patch/hair out the way to reveal your heterochromatic eyes!!

whoa!!

🤩

😗

we’re the reactions

it looked so cool?

so pretty?

wow it’s so unique i’ve never seen it in person?

woah how do you have two different colored eyes?

let me see!!

turn this way!

okay okay! stop pestering m/n!!

ben had to calm the rave about your eyes since he could clearly see you were a bit overwhelmed

everyone was admiring you and your eye

wondering why you didn’t show them sooner

which is what lucky asked

”i don’t know…i just..it’s shameful..my eyes aren’t even the same color!”

WHAT??

literally everyone’s reaction

wym 😐🤨

do you even know what your talking about right now??

ANYWAY

how’d you get it? we’re you born with it?

i don’t know how it works…how does it?

it’s kinda rare right?…wow…

everyone moves on because clearly your tripping

no but fr if you express your seriously upset about your eyes

the crew shares all types of embarrassing yet fun and heart warming secrets n stories to make you feel better

ben tells you there’s nothing to be ashamed about and that none of the crew would ever judge you for anything

”ain’t that right men?”

a loud uproar of “yeah’s” and cheers can be heard in agreement

yasopp definitely makes you laugh with some of his stories

turns out he’s just as goofy as his son

which he rants to you about said son for hours

makes you forget all about your troubles 😂

lucky and shanks lightly tease you for being so embarrassed over ‘somethin’ so silly’

but it’s all in good fun

in the end you all have drinks and get wasted

‘cheers to your eye! m/n!’

:)

KINDA SHORT BUTTTTT YEAH

i’m really happy with the ending i hope you like it too<3

#anime #anime and manga #anime headcanons #one piece headcanons #luffyvace #fluff headcanons #fluff #one piece #one piece x reader #a bit of angst #comfort headcanons #x male reader #x male y/n #one piece x male reader #male reader #male y/n #enjoy #red hair shanks #shanks #akagami no shanks #red haired shanks #shanks one piece #shanks x reader #shanks x male reader #shanks x you #shanks opla #lucky roux #yasopp #ben beckman

[ira-hydrangea]

I'm making uh... Another sweet AU. Don't blame me but... Blame the brain that keeps popping out some ideas in unexpected moments. Geez... And I still need to finish the other one first. Okay, I will be quick with this one...

Replaced MC? Not Really...

Summary: You are just a magicless human in this vast world of magic. Also, another point is you come from a different world. It would not be a problem if it was just that. But, the problem starts when your body starts to decline. Everyone is devastated but luckily they found a way. With a tiny sacrifice they need to make...

"*cough* *cough*"

"Mc? Are you okay?! Did you need something to drink?" Deuce comes running in towards the bed where you laying.

This starts a month ago when suddenly you start to cough up some blot. Your friends start to panic at that sight as they hurriedly bring you to the infirmary. This is the sight that they didn't want to see.

After some investigation, they found out that this is the reaction of your body that tries to adapt to this twisted wonderland. That should not be alarming enough right? Well, no. Because the chance that you survive this transition is very small. Most people that led astray from their real-world would either die or be put in a coma.

Now, the whole school is in panic when they know that there is a chance for you not to survive this and that is a scenario they want to avoid. And begin, their research to find a way to increase the chance of your survival. For once, Crowley also supported this research as he start to grow fond of you.

Now your body seems quite weak. You still can attend classes but you need a lot of rest. Your friends make it their schedule to always check on you every time they can even Malleus Draconia also doing the shift to protect you every night.

"I'm okay, Deuce. You guys don't need to worry." You smiled.

"Geez... Be worried a little here." Said Ace as he brought a cup of water to you.

"Aw~ Thank you for the water, Ace." You smiled as you drink it all up. You manage to stay awake a little longer before going back to sleep. As the duo leaves the room, Grim start to fly toward them with some news. Apparently, Lilia and Headmaster manage to find something that can help you. So the duo run towards the headmaster's office where everyone has already waiting

"Is this true, Lilia-san?! Did you manage to find a cure?!" Ask Ace. Lilia smiled.

"That I do. But we encounter some problems..."

"What is it? If it is something rare you can tell me and I will put some research to find it!" Said Kalim.

"And I can ask my fans if they know anything about this."

"... I-I can help with S.T.Y.X permission." Said Idia

"*sigh* If only that simple. To make this cure we need one important ingredient that only can be found if a certain sacrifice is made."

"And that sacrifice is?"

"... Another magicless human. More exactly, the heart from their blot. As you may know, magicless humans didn't have any possibility to overblot because they didn't have magic. But, they actually can go to overblot with different techniques. Usually, those that overblot will go crazy and everything will turn dark."

"So in other words, we need the exact heart from the overblot magicless human?"

"Precisely."

"Now, that would be quite hard. Except for MC, there is never been another magicless human. Where we could find them?"

"Hold up. Before we talk about how to find them, did you know the consequences of this?" Ask Headmaster. The rest look at him boringly as if asking him to continue.

"*ahem* That magicless human that we extract for their heart will lose their power to move to become close like a doll. This means they would be dead but not dead yet." Headmaster explain.

"Headmaster. Do you think we care about that?" Said Jamil with boring expression.

"Huh?"

"As long as MC can live with us for a long time, I'm willing to do anything to make it happen. That magicless student will be just another pion. They are insignificant. Unlike MC that helps and cherishes us all. So, who cares what happens to the sacrifice after that?" Said Azul with a smile.

"... My~ You all truly change. *hiks* To think there would come a day when you all will work together. I'm so proud! Very well, let me help by providing a new magicless student." Said Crowley as he start to walk towards the mirror of darkness.

Lilia smiled before saying, "Now now. I would tell you all the parts that you need to play. We need to do our best to make sure the new student will like it here. All of this is for MC. But also don't let all of this get heard by MC. Actually, why don't we let MC to rest up in Diasomnia tower for the time being until the cure is done?"

"I have no objection. We didn't want the herbivore to act kind and start helping the new student later. It is even better if the herbivore didn't know the existence of that insect." Said Leona.

"I agree. Our Rose didn't need a pest that will try to harm their beauty." Said Riddle.

"Very well. Now, the only thing left is to make our play as real as possible. After all, To ensure we gonna have the best ingredients some sacrifices need to be made."

"Let's the play begun..."

This is in the middle of the night so I'm kinda in the rush. Feel free to add your version of the story on how this will progress like. I'm curious about what kind of idea pops into your mind after reading this short fic. That's all and I see you later. Bye~

#twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland headcanons #twst #twst x reader #yandere twst x reader #yandere twisted wonderland x reader

[fairlyaltheticquails]

how RE characters would react to their s/o being sick

this is for my fellow immuno-compromised baddies that are always sick

includes: leon, weskie, jill, and chris

leon:

baby leon would 100% mother hen you to death.

asking if you need something every ten minutes, offers to walk you to the kitchen or bathroom to ensure you "get there okay". keeps your water full and has the entire medicine cabinet on standby.

would insist on you going to a doctor just to double-check check its the flu and not some rare virus.

does not give AF about getting sick. he wants to cuddle and if that gets him sick so be it.

he's doing it out of love. no matter how serious or not serious your illness is, he loves you and wants you to get better quickly.

older leon is different

he still loves you and wants you better, but the stress and trauma of his life have made him seriously devoted to his job

so when you are sick, you wont see him

he can not get sick, he has to be ready for anything that could happen

hell sleep on the couch and text you to ask if you want anything

he will leave anything outside the door, taking ten steps back before you open it

his deliveries always include handwritten notes, usually featuring corny jokes or puns

pls tell him you like his stupid little notes it will make him feel less guilty about not being able to be with you

once you are better, expect an adult male-sized teddy bear clinging to you

chris:

like leon, his job demands a lot, and he has to be on top of his game

but mama redfield ain't raise no bitch

he's going to be in full breaking bad style ppe

goggles, rubber gloves, mask, the whole nine yards

(he would've been fine without them but it made you laugh so that's a win for him)

will pull out some of his shirts or sweatshirts for you to wear so you don't feel lonely

comes in and checks on you. he doesnt stay long or get very close but you can feel the love pour off him when he helps situate the blankets or grabs you something so you don’t have to get out of bed

will be asking claire for home remedies for minor illnesses

you do have to rely on him making them right though which...

"my sister said this tea will help with the stomach thing. don't turn up your nose, just drink it"

also is clingy as hell when you feel better. even though he wasn't as distant as leon, he still wished he couldve been with you more often.

jill:

shes the only one here who knows how to help a sick person

shes forcing (yes, forcing) you to take care of yourself

water, rest, medication

no if ands or buts

if she notices something is keeping you from getting better, shes fixing it, sorry

want to stay up on your phone when you should be sleeping? nope phone is coming with her out of the room while you nap

don't want to drink water? she will sit there and stare your ass down while you take a few drinks

she doesn't rule with an iron fist though, she is sweet on you dgmw

she will sit with you and smooth down your hair while you lay in her lap

rub out any sore or achy spots

I firmly believe she would wash all your blankets and towels along with your comfort clothes so you have a nice smelling, clean space to relax

shes def a tough love kind of person

emphasis on the love though

she cares about you, and wants you to care about yourself

wesker:

i feel many forget that this man is a scientist, but specifically, he worked with the human body and medicine

umbrella was corrupt but the researchers did have legit degrees in their field, including wesker

that being said, intelligence does not equal emotional intelligence

and this man, no emotional intelligence

"what does you being sick have to do with me?"

not a caretaker

would kill for you but doesn't want to let you wear his stuff

he will tell you whats best to take and do to get better asap but he doesn't really understand why you want him around

(lowkey he doesn't want to be around)

he will bring you the best stuff he can get his hands on (just take it and pray there isn't anything that will turn you into a monster in it)

might sit with you while resting for a little but only if you really beg and plead

but he's not doing that mushy shit, stay on your side and sleep

he isn't cruel he legit just doesn't understand the need for comfort

he can think of many things he would much rather be doing than watching mindless tv while you sniffle on him

he does it though, with very little complaining after the initial bit

and maybe, maybe, he kind of likes feeling like he's helping you get better by being there

but only cause you asked for it

no other reason ;)

#not proofread #we die like men #leon s kennedy x reader #leon s kennedy #chris redfield x reader #chris redfield #albert wesker x reader #albert wesker #jill valentine #jill valentine x reader #resident evil

[feelbokkie]

Sorry, Right Number | Chapter 13

pairing: idol!Chan x fem reader

genre: smau, crack, angst, fluff,strangers to lovers, pen pals/hidden identity, forbidden love, celebrity romance

pov: 1st/2nd person (depending on how you view it)

warnings: swearing, alcohol and drinking

summary: Being an idol can be lonely and isolating. After one fun and adventurous night at a bar, Chan decides to text the girl he met the night before. Except, she gave him the the wrong number?

word count: 3,185

screenshot count: 18

taglist: closed

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“So, what’s in Gyeongju-si?” Chan asks after putting his phone in his pocket, clearly annoyed with whoever was texting him.

“Lots of things. I did some research and it’s one of the places that students from the bigger cities like Seoul go to for multi-day field trips.” You go through your bag and pull out two big ziplock bags full of snacks, handing one bag to Chan. You know the trip is only 2 hours long, but you wanted to make sure you had all your bases covered. You even had another bag of snacks for the return trip.

"Is this why both of your bags are heavy? You're just super prepared?" Chan asks. He had to help you get your overnight bag in the overhead bin and grab your backpack when you tripped getting onto the bus earlier.

"Better to be over-prepared than underprepared." You shrug. You go back in your backpack and pull out a notebook and a pen.

"Okay, now what are you doing?" He laughs as he watches you flip through your notebook and land on a page filled with notes.

"I'm just going over the plan for this trip. A good trip is like a recipe, if you don't follow the directions, you're going to fuck up the entire thing."

"You're insane,"

"Says the man who blindly followed me on this trip without asking where we were going."

"I trust you with my life, Y/n." You turn your head to look at him, his face is scrunched in seriousness.

"And I'm the insane one?" You hum before going back to your notebook.

"Here, let me send you the link to the playlist I made for today so you can just listen to that and relax."

"You made a playlist? Is that why you asked how long it would take to get there?"

"Yeah,"

"That's cute, but I can't listen to that right now."

"Why not? Forgot your headphones?" He asks softly.

"Of course, I didn't. We're going to need my phone for a lot of stuff and the battery is shot to hell so I'm trying to not use up the battery. I have a portable charger but that's for emergencies." You sigh as add a quick note in your notebook.

"Here," He pulls up a tangled mess of headphones from his backpack.

"You still have wired headphones?" You scoff as you detangle the headphones. Chan takes them back from you and plugs them into his phone

"Only for when I'm working. Don't worry, I didn't bring my laptop. You have my undivided attention for 3 whole days." He beams at you.

"Let me see the playlist, dork." You put your hand out for his phone.

"Okay," He hands you his phone, watching you punch in his passcode. He gave it to you a while ago when you needed to send yourself a picture the two of you took together.

"Love the playlist picture. And that half of the songs are your songs." You joke.

"I know for a fact you like SKZ so I couldn't go wrong with just adding a few of them to the playlist."

"You made the playlist for me?" You freeze, your heart skipping a beat.

"My love language is music." He says simply like that explains everything.

"Your love language is all of them." You tease, trying hard not to blush as the heat rushes to your face.

"Shut up and put this in your ear. The cord is kind of short so feel free to put your head on my shoulder if you need to." He pats his shoulder, signaling you to lay on him.

"That would have been a good song to put on here."

"...Give me back my phone," He snatches the phone out of your hand and quickly types something in.

"Topher, I'm kidding, relax. The playlist is perfect." You laugh, putting a hand on top of his wrist.

"Fine, if you say so," Chan scrolls to the top of the playlist, "Give me a number between 1 and 10."

"8 is fate," You smirk.

"I should have figured," You watch as Chan hits the shuffle button 8 times and then puts his phone in his pocket as LOVE DIVE by IVE plays from the headphones. You close your notebook and gently lay your head on his shoulder.

***

"To-To, we're not in Seoul anymore." You say as you walk back to Chan after getting the key to your hotel room.

"Did you give my nickname a nickname?" He asks, picking up all of your bags. He insisted on carrying everything and threatened to start screaming if you tried to take anything when you got off the bus. He's playing dangerous games for someone who has to wear a hat and face mask to hang out with you in public.

"I've been using 'To-To' for weeks and you're just now realizing?" You roll your eyes as you two head for the elevator.

You two get into the elevator and you press the button for your floor. You stand quietly, double-checking the room number. The only sound is the quiet elevator music, an instrumental version of a song you know but can't remember the name of.

"Y/n," Chan asks suddenly.

"Hmm?" You hum, not looking up from your phone.

"How are you paying for this?"

"I'm a certified broke bitch, Topher. I know how to find deals and budget. Don't worry about it."

"Yeah, but--"

"I will confiscate both your phone and your wallet if you try to pay for anything other than souvenirs on this trip. I'm so serious."

Ding

"I just don't want you spending all of your money on me."

"If only you knew how much money I spent on merch and albums," You mutter under your breath, leading the way to your hotel room.

"What was that?"

"Nothing,"

You stop in front of the door to your room. You pull out the keycard and let yourself in. You take a deep breath before you push open the door. The door opens to a small room with two beds. You breathe a sigh of relief as you walk into the room. You sit on the bed closest to the door and watch as Chan walks in with a small pout.

"What's wrong To-To? Thought there'd be only one bed?" You tease.

"Shut up," He mumbles as he puts your stuff down in front of you and flops down on his bed.

"You're not getting lucky on this trip, Christopher."

"What if I told you I'm already getting lucky just by being here with you." You feel the heat rush to your face.

"I guess we don't have to push the beds together later then," You tease, fully intending to not push the beds together later but watching Chan's face turn red is worth it.

"S-seriously?" He stammers.

"No, To-mato, calm down. Nobody is defiling anyone on this trip. We're already breaking the first rule of the school trip by having a co-ed room."

"Defiling? What are you, an old woman?" He laughs.

"Don't play the age game with me, Channie. I will hurt your feelings."

"Love when you're mean to me. Go ahead."

"I'm reconsidering this entire trip. Just relax a bit. We're going to head out to get lunch and then walk over to the Garden of Morning Calm."

"Are we going to go to the folk village while we're here?" He says as he starts going through his bags.

"Yeah, we're going to spend most of the day there tomorrow."

"Can we rent hanboks while we're there?" He asks excitedly, bouncing in his spot from his bed. You can't help but smile softly at him, your heart pounding.

"If you want, yeah. This trip is for you anyway." You flop your back on your bed and close your eyes.

"We can do whatever I want?" He whispers, you hear him moving around on his side of the room.

"Within reason, yeah." You feel the bed dip down on the side. Your heartbeat pounds in your chest.

"I'll hold you to that," He whispers in your ear before pressing his lips into your cheek. You stop breathing, your breath getting caught in your throat. If you and Chan were playing a flirting game, he definitely won, just now.

"I-I...I'm going to get ready for lunch." You quickly get up from your bed and walk to the bathroom.

"Cute," You hear Chan say before you close the bathroom door.

***

You pull out the bottle of soju from your bag and walk back to your bed. Your wet hair sitting on your shoulders. Chan sits down on his bed, drying his hair with a white towel from the hotel.

"What's that?" Chan chuckles.

"Cheap soju," You hum, opening the bottle for him.

"Why?"

"The main part of a high school overnight trip is sneaking alcohol and playing drinking games." You say, handing the bottle to Chan.

"With one bottle of soju?" He questions.

"I have another bottle in my bag if you need it. But you're going to be the only one drinking so no need to bring a huge ass bottle."

"Why am I the only one drinking?" He quirks an eyebrow, taking another sip.

"I don't drink. So go ahead."

"I that's not fun," He pouts.

"I'll make it fun, don't worry."

~

"This game tisn't fair 'cause you're sober!" Chan slurs, making you laugh. He's on the second bottle of soju and you're slowly getting tired.

"I've lost the babo game a handful of times too. But you're out again, anyway." You laugh harder as he finishes the rest of his drink.

"Lez play somefing else." He hums. His face is red and he's been smiling so much, that you can't remember seeing his eyes not look like half-crescent moons.

"Let's go to bed," You take the empty bottle from him and put it on the side table between your beds next to the other one.

"Don' wanna!" He whines. You sigh as you climb off your bed and sit next to him.

"What do you want to do?"

"I wanna sta' up wif you and talk."

"We should go to bed so we can have a good day at the folk village tomorrow." You chuckle as he pouts, crossing his arms.

"One more game?" He pleads.

"What game?"

"Truth or dare," He sighs.

"Fine, truth or dare, Topher?"

"Dare," He smirks.

"I dare you to go to bed." You smirk back.

"That's cheating!" He throws himself back on the bed. You slowly throw yourself back as well, your head facing him and your hands resting on your stomach.

Chan's head turns towards you when he feels you lie down next to him. He's no longer smiling, his dimple gone and his eyes more open than they were before. Not completely, they're hooded like he's about to sleep. If you didn't know any better, you would have thought he fell asleep with his eyes slightly open and mouth parted. It's quiet, the only noise being the air conditioning that Chan asked you to turn on when the alcohol started to make him hot. You two just stare at each other for a moment, looking at each other's eyes.

You're still not convinced that he's actually awake. Not until his eyes flick down to your lips, causing your breathing to stop as it freezes in your throat. Chan slowly starts to lean in. You panic, not sure what exactly is going on. You watch as his face gets closer and his eyes close. He's inches from your face and you know he's going to kiss you. And god, do you want him to kiss you. But he's drunk and you're not. You quickly sit up seconds before his lips can touch yours.

"Let me get you some water before bed," You say quickly before going to your bag and getting a water bottle. Your face is so hot, there's no way you aren't blushing right now. You uncap it and hand it to the now pouting Chan. His mouth is in a full frown and his eyes sad. He like like he just watched you kick a puppy.

"You don't want to kiss me?" He asks softly, taking the water bottle from you.

"No! I do, trust me I do, just not now. Not while you're drunk. Not when you might not even remember it." You whisper quickly.

"I'd remember," He says before chugging the water bottle.

"Let's talk about this later. Okay? Let's just go to bed."

"Okay," You quickly turn around as Chan immediately starts to take off his shirt. You forgot that he sleeps without a shirt.

You walk to the bathroom and take the trash can. You walk back into the room to find Chan already lying down in his bed, facing your bed. You put the trash can next to his head and slightly rearrange his body. You can't be responsible if Chan dies from asphyxiation in his sleep if he chokes on his own vomit. After double-checking that he's fine, you shut off the light and climb into your bed.

Your back is flat on the bed, staring at the ceiling, as your mind races a thousand miles a minute. Chan was going to kiss you. Bang Chan from Stray Kids was actually going to kiss you. And you panicked. You rejected him. But if you hadn't, it would have almost been like you were taking advantage of his drunken state. You didn't want your first and possibly only kiss with Chan to be one that didn't count. One that only you remembered.

"Y/n?" You hear Chan whisper suddenly. Your heart starts racing again, unsure what is going on in his mind.

"Yes, Topher?" You whisper back, your throat strangely dry.

"Is that why you don't drink?" He asks. You furrow your eyebrows in confusion.

"Is what what I don't drink?" You turn on your side to face him. Not that you can see his shadowed figure in the dark of the night.

"Hero's Soup," You see his body move slightly from the light coming out of the window behind him.

"The song?" You prop your head in your hand, curious about where he could be going with this.

"No, not the song. I mean yes the song, but no. Like, the dad in the song. Do you not drink because of your dad?" He asks softly.

"...Yeah," You answer, moving once again to lay on your stomach, your head facing Chan's bed.

"I'll stop drinking," He says suddenly.

"You don't have to stop drinking because of me. It's fine,"

"I don't want to make you sad. Because I like you. Actually...I don't like you. I love you. I think I might be in love with you." He mumbles, your body turning cold.

"What did you say?" You ask loudly as you lift your body, sleep leaving every corner of your body.

Chan is quiet. For a moment, you think he got shy and didn't know how to respond until you hear a quiet snore come from his side of the room. He fell asleep. He confessed his love and fell asleep.

It takes every fiber in your being to try to not scream right now. None of this can be real. It can't be. Chan is an idol, there is no possible way he could be in love with a regular person like you. It's impossible. He's surrounded by so many beautiful and talented idols, so why would he choose you when he could have anyone else?

You lay in silence for the rest of the night as you try to fall asleep and not think about what just happened.

***

You stare blankly ahead, trying to process what just happened. Chan just kissed you. In the middle of the folk village. While the two of you wear hanboks. None of this can be real. It has to be a dream. There's no possible way that any of this is happening. People also visiting the village walk around you, like nothing happened. This can't be real.

"I...wha...but..." You struggle to form words. You're almost definitely short-circuiting, and it's all Chan's fault.

"I remembered," He says simply. His face is red from blushing and his dimples are making an appearance because of how hard he's smiling.

"W-what?" You choke out.

"You said you wanted me to kiss you when I was sober and not when I wouldn't remember. I remembered and I'm sober so I took my kiss."

"We're in public," You panic, suddenly remembering where you are. Anyone here could have seen. Anyone here could have taken a picture and uploaded it.

"I don't care. I'll shout it out right now. Everyo--" You panic and grab his face, pressing your lips into his, unsure of another way to shut him up.

You feel Chan melt into your kiss. You pull away and stare at him in his eyes. Stars dance in his eyes as he looks at you. This cannot be real.

"Be my girlfriend?" He asks softly.

"What is happening right now?" You question. Despite how real the butterflies in your stomach and the burning sensation on your face, none of this feels real.

"I meant what I said last night. I might have been drunk but I meant every word of it. I've been thinking about it for a while. And I know you have feelings for me too. I've seen you blush every time I say something flirty or get in your personal space. Plus, last night you said you'd kiss me if I was sober. So, be my girlfriend?" He smiles, his face still cupped in your hands.

"I must be dreaming. I've gone full delusional and now I'm imagining this--ow!" You pull your hands off Chan's face and the spot in your arm where he just pinched you.

"Guess you're not dreaming." He smirks.

"I want to be your girlfriend but--"

"If you say no because of who I am I will cause a scene."

"Christopher, don't you fucking dare," You warn.

"Then be my girlfriend. I've protected you so far, I'll keep doing it. Don't say no because you're scared."

You press your lips together and stare at Chan's pleading eyes. You want to say yes. Hell, you need to say yes. You've enjoyed talking to Chan the past few months and you'd be lying to yourself if you said you didn't imagine eventually dating Chan after all of the time you two have spent together. You'd be crazy to reject the man you like, who you might even love, just because of the fear of what would happen if your relationship got out. But even then, it's a justified fear. You've seen what happens to people who date idols. You've seen what happens to people who are rumored to date idols. You know your mental health couldn't handle the abuse that would come from those who claim to be his fans. But, something in you doesn't care anymore.

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Hi can I request a oneshot with the team x someone's daughter (idm who) who has POTS and has a bad POTS episode (not fainting tho) and just them helping or smt like that?

BAU team X POTS Teen Reader

Request: Hi can I request a oneshot with the team x someone's daughter (idm who) who has POTS and has a bad POTS episode (not fainting tho) and just them helping or smt like that?

I don't have POTS so I've done research and using the NHS website to help lol

The team are interviewing a teenager who witnessed the unsub kidnapping his next victim who the BAU were chasing, the teen has a pots episode.

Third person pov...

It had been a sunny day, in Louisiana

Y/N L/N was on their way home from a day out with friends, as they walked they routinely took breaks as to not have a POTS episode.

On one break they stood under a shaded area drinking some water, as they did they spotted a man dragging a young girl a couple years younger than they were, they watched as the girl struggled in the man's grip.

She and Y/N made eye contact, the desperation in her eyes made Y/N realise she was being kidnapped, they watched as the man forced the young girl into a white van, they stayed hidden.

After that happened they called the police.

Hours later the FBI show up at Y/Ns house, after reassuring their parents the teen was taken in for questioning about what they saw and if they could help them.

The interrogation room was warm, far to warm for Y/Ns liking, they of course knew it was hot outside but inside was unbearable.

Also they forgot to ask for some water, because of their condition the teen had to keep themselves from becoming to hot and to drink enough fluids otherwise they would faint.

As they sit in the room waiting for the agents to come in they begin taking off their button up shirt they had worn over the top of their tank top.

Soon two agents entered the room where Y/N was waiting, they could see the fear and anxiety in the teen eyes. Their hands were shaking and was fidgeting in their chair.

Morgan and Rossi took the lead in the interview, while the rest of the team observed from the other side of the two-way mirror.

"Now Y/N can you tell us what you saw?' Rossi asked gently, trying to make the teenager feel comfortable.

Y/N took a deep breath and began to recount their experience. They had been walking home from hanging out with friends, when he saw the unsub forcing a young girl into his van.

The H/C teen had immediately called the police but stayed hidden, watching the whole ordeal unfold. They manages to describe the unsub in great detail, from the way he looked to the van and the girl he took.

The team was impressed by the teens bravery and their attention to detail. But suddenly, their eyes screwed up in pain and began grabbing their chest.

Fanning themselves pulling the tank top away from their heated skin. The team were shocked not knowing what was happening to the teen.

Rossi and Derek were quick to the teens side. "Episode" mutters the teen slouching forward, this made Derek leap to catch the teen.

"Whoa there" he catches the teen, gently tapping their face to keep them awake. "Water they need fluid" Yelled Spencer, he had recognise the symptoms of POTS when the teen started fanning themselves during their explanation.

"And call and ambulance!" JJ nods her head as she begins calling for an ambulance.

Hotch then runs off for a bottle of water, as he came back he thew it to Rossi who grabbed it and began opening it for Y/N, he then knelt doen next to the teen.

" Ragazzino (kiddo), come on I need you to drink this for me" he coaxed the teen gently as Derek lifted their head to be able to drink the offered drink.

Y/N begins drinking the water, which helped, they needed lots of fluids during an episode. Spencer then walks into the room. "Ambulance is 5 minutes out, I've read up of POTS we should help them stand up and walk around slowly" explains the Genius.

Derek and Rossi look at each other before nodding. "Okay let's get them up" "on 3. 1..2..3.." together they help Y/N stand up.

Holding them up they trio begin walking slowly around the room to get Y/N moving to help the teens flare up, as they did this the ambulance finally arrived.

Y/N was then taken to hospital, Hotch called their Mum to meet them there, the team all pile into the two black SUVs, all wanting to make sure the teen was okay.

The next day, Y/N is back at the police station, their episode wasn't dangerous one, they had probably overexertered themselves yesterday after watching the kidnapping.

As they walk around they find the FBI agents that took so much care of them, their Mother had insisted on bringing them all home made cookies to thank them.

The teen knocked on the door to the conference room the team was using, everyone was there, Rossi and Derek were surprised to see the teen up and looking healthy again.

"Hey everyone" they wave to the team, the teen walked in holding out the box of cookies. "Thank you for helping me yesterday, Mum made cookies as thanks" they explained opening the box.

The team were shocked, they all reached into the box and grabbed a cookie each, Y/N watched as their faces all lit up at the taste. "Thank you and thank you to your Mother for the cookies" Hotch tells the teen.

Y/N gives them a huge smile. "Also I'm here to help you more, I remembered a few more things, when I have an episode I get brain fog and forgot a few pieces of information" they explained, soon the teen was sat at the table with the team.

The ac on high with a bottle of cold water infront of them. Y/N began telling the agents what they remembered, thanks to their memory they were able to catch the Unsub before he could grab another Victim.

The end!

Hope you liked this oneshot, sorry for the wait I've had the worse cold literally all weekend felt like I was dying, finally feeling better again so here is a oneshot for you.

Sorry for any grammar and Spelling mistakes.

Requests are open!

Word count: 1100

#criminal minds #fanfic #behavioural analysis unit #fluff and comfort #oneshot #light angst #x teen!reader #bau x teen!reader #reader has pots #condition #david rossi x teen reader #derek morgan x teen!reader #aaron hotchner x teen reader #spencer reid x teen!reader #emily prentiss x teen reader #jennifer jareau x teen reader #fainting #reader has a condition

[rotdistressxox]

DARLINGGGGG GUESS WHOS BACK FROM THE PYSCHE WARD!!

im currently brainrotting over agito as you can see..can you write how you think he would meet reader and how their relationship would develop into romance with him? like actually i sat at work for like 15 minutes trying to think how but i actually cannot cook anything up.

(Also I'm seeing the ghost stuff and I'm interested...gonna have to do research for dis one☝️)

sorry if i keep sending you silly asks😞

—🪡 anon

JOIN US WE HAVE SEXY POPES WHO DOUBLE AS FRONTMEN AND FREAKY GHOULS. Listen to them, I highly recommend listening to the meliora and prequelle album before delving any deeper. Watch some YouTube videos abt the lore. PLUS THEY HAVE LITTLE EPISODES <3

Time for some more Cakemaster 9000

Phew, this took a while

Kanoh Agito: How does he fall for you?

• Like what I mentioned in one of the headcanons, you work for Katahara. While Agito doesn't directly work for him apart from beint his representative fighter, he's technically his family AND The Fang.

• However, you two hardly see eachother when on the job. BUT-

• You two visit the same coffee shop. He loves his morning Latte, and you love (insert your favorite Cafe drink here)

• When you first started working, you were surprised to see the Kanoh Agito at a small coffee shop.

• He usually greets and addresses you formally, not interested in any small talk.

• "Sheesh, what a stick in the mud" It's not that he was trying to be rude, but he did come off a little condescending when he greeted you. (He has tone issues)

• One day you woke up late and didn't have time to stop and get your usual.

• He notices your absence. "They can't be sick, they showed no signs of it two days ago"

• Long story short, he picks up your order and goes looking for you. Once he finds you, he stiffly hands it to you. "You were late I presume. I picked this up for you"

• Everyone in the room was shocked. The cold hearted Fang buying someone a drink? You smiled warmly and looked into his eyes "Thank you, this was very kind of you"

• His breathing hitched, and he felt speechless. Was he....flustered? "Don't let it happen again, you work for the Chairman afterall"

• You obviously didn't let it happen again....buuuttt it was super sweet how he seemed to care about you enough to get you something.

• To return the favor, you arrived earlier and got him his Latte. Listen, he was speechless before, now he was in shock. He didn't show it though. In his lifetime no one had ever bought him anything or returned a favor. There was a first time for everything.

• You saw through his attempt to hide the baffled expression on his face. It was kinda- cute.

• "Why have you done this?" "Why not? I'm just repaying you" "I-" "Shush, just take the drink, it's burning my hand"

• He has to get there before you now to ensure that he sees you. He's a bit friendlier with the greetings, too. Don't expect a smile though, just a softer glance in your direction.

• When he was around you, he didn't feel like he needed to be The Fang of Metsudo. You didn't hold him to any higher standard when you chatted, you didn't bother holding back a few curses. He felt as if his soul was on Earth instead of hanging in the balance.

• On one of your off days, the two of you get coffee and sit down for once. Finally having a slower paced discussion. It lasted a few hours, you did most of the talking while he had a response to almost anything. There was a lot he didn't know about pop culture.

• Coffee dates became your thing, even though it wasn't technically a date. More like two friends hanging out. Discussions got into deeper topics like pasts and whatnot.

• Agito decided that he could trust you, so he opened up about the Human Gu Ritual. He didn't know what trauma was, so you explained to him that his feelings and memories about that time in his life would be very traumatic.

• "I'm glad you could tell me that, but are you okay? If I had something like that on my chest I'd cry" "I'm quite alright, I'm not fazed in the slightest but I had no idea the caliber of the topic. I hope I didn't ruin the conversation"

• You tapped your cheek and sighed. "Have you ever been hugged before?" Agito thought for a second. The embracing gesture? The only physical contact he's hand was a pat on the shoulder or when he's fighting.

• "No, I don't think I have" "Well today's your lucky day, bring it in"

• He froze as you wrapped your arms around his waist, pulling him into you. His heartbeat raced as he thought of what to do. "Just tell me if you don't like it" you squeezed him gently. He awkwardly put his hand behind your back and rested it there.

• You let go after a few seconds, but he didn't want you to. "How was it?" You smiled.

• "I'm not sure" He smoothed out his suit, trying to relax himself after what just happened.

• A few days passed and you haven't seen him anywhere. He wasn't at work or at the coffee shop. You start to worry. Did you drive him away? Was the hug too much? Oh god was he dead?

• All the while Agito was keeping an eye on you from afar. Not letting you see him, but he could see you. He felt very fragile after that day, he almost felt ashamed. He wasn't good at managing his emotions. And what happened moved him in a way that frightened him.

• He summons the courage to talk to Katahara Metsudo about how he felt. He was the only parental figure he had in a sense.

• "You are a grown man. Is this really a difficult concept to grasp?" Katahara looked out the window of his office. "I'm inexperienced, these feelings are foreign to me"

• 'He's not referring to himself as we and us anymore, this must be serious' Katahara turned around. "To put it simply" he laughed "Tell (Reader) everything you told me"

• "I have a strong regard for you" Agito came clean. You know how I said there was a first time for everything? Well he had a hint of red on his cheeks. This beast of a man, blushing? Utterly adorable

• "So you're saying you love me?" That's the word. Love. He nodded. "Well. Say it then. There's nothing holding you back"

• He pauses for a moment, he's not exactly fond of eye contact. But this was for (Reader)

• "I love you"

• You wrap your arms around his waist again. "That's all I needed to hear"

• His lips curled into a smile as he looked down at you. You parted from the hug and tilted your head to the side. "Wanna go out to a restaurant sometime?"

• "Are you asking me out on...what is it that they call it...a date?" "Yes" you stated bluntly. Beating around the bush or teasing wouldn't get far in this situation.

• "We can talk about plans later, I have important matters to attend to" he look your hand and grazed his lips on you knuckles. Planting a small kiss on it.

• "Now where did you learn that?" "It's a romantic gesture they do on television" you bite your lip from calling him a dork.

• "I'll meet with you later about this date. Until we see eachother again" He leaves, and you're alone again.

• Man, you're already falling for him. It's not like you'd hate dating him. But you didn't want to be head over heels just yet. You looked at your knuckles and sighed "Ah what the hell, being love isn't that bad"

#kengan ashura #kengan omega #kenganverse #kengan ashura x reader #kanoh agito #agito kanoh #kanoh agito x reader

[howlingday]

I did some quick research and found that orcas and these shark species prey on dolphins. I gave you the materials, make your art my incredible artist! (great whites, tiger sharks, and bull sharks)

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Pyrrha: Is he okay?

Weiss: He's... He's still sleeping right now. What happened to him would put anyone down like this.

Yang: Yeah, and when do we go after the guys who did this?

Weiss: Never.

Yang: Weiss-

Weiss: No. We are not "rounding up a posse" just to get even with my brother. And it's not like it would solve anything if we did.

Blake: What do we do then?

Ruby: ...We wait.

Yang: Ruby?

Ruby: Jaune's getting his sleep, right? So I say we just let him sleep and wait for his plan.

Blake: That's assuming he has any.

Pyrrha : He does. Jaune always has a plan.

Weiss: ...

Nora: Who wants snaaaaacks~?

Yang: Whoa! That's a lot of chips and drinks!

Nora: Mhm! And it's all thanks to our fearless leader~!

Yang: What do you m-

Ren: Nora stole his wallet.

Nora: Ren! That is so not true!

Nora: I borrowed his wallet. I stole his lien~!

Elsewhere...

Mama Arc: (Humming happily) Oh! (Winces) Cut myself again. I better wash it before it gets infected. (Blood pools on her finger, Drips into sink water)

Papa Arc: (Wakes up from the couch) Huh... Musta dozed off.

Elsewhere, elsewhere...

Saphron: (Flinches) What was that? (Shivers) I'm probably working too hard. I wonder if that cute tech support girl is working as hard as me right now~?

Elsewhere, elsewhere, elsewhere...

Whitley: I have delivered the message, father.

Jacques: Mm, very well.

Whitley: ...

Jacques: That will be all.

Whitley: Er, father, perhaps I deserve some... praise for my efforts?

Jacques: For doing what is expected of you? Because you did what I asked? Come now, Whitley; praise that is asked is seldom praise that is earned.

Whitley: Yes, father.

Jacques: And don't think I didn't notice how much your funds have dipped within the last hour. You had better hope it was a worthy investment.

Whitley: I believe it was, father.

Jacques: You had better prove it then.

Else- Where?

Where am I? I can't see. It's too dark. But... Why don't I feel worried? Why aren't I scared? Am I supposed to be here? Everything feels heavy, like I'm stuck in the mud. And still, I'm not scared. I'm not...

I'm not alone.

Where else?

Jaune: (Stirs)

Yang: Look! He's waking up!

Weiss: Jaune!

Nora: Jaune did it, I swear!

Jaune: Wh-What... Mngh...

Pyrrha: Take it easy, Jaune. You lost a lot of aura. Something that should take at least three days of rest.

Ren: And yet he made it in just six hours.

Nora: Jaune did it!

Jaune: I got jumped by some kid with pointy teeth. Who was he?

Weiss: He's... He's not important. What is important is that you're okay.

Jaune: (Chuckles) You make it sound like you really care about-

Weiss: ...

Jaune: Have you been crying?

Weiss: (Looks away) No, I haven't.

Ruby: She has, Jaune. And she didn't leave your side for a minute!

Weiss: R-Ruby?!

Ruby: What? It's true?

Jaune: (Smiles) Thanks, Weiss. I appreciate it.

Weiss: (Blushes) Excuse me! (Storms off)

Yang: Alright, alright, so what's the plan, Vomit Boy?

Jaune: Plan?

Ruby: Yeah! The plan to get back at the kid who beat you up!

Jaune: Uh...

Nora: I say we hire an octopus, a squid, and a bunch of mackerel to gang up on him! Show him how it feels!

Jaune: How it feels..?

Blake: School.

Nora: What the school doesn't know won't hurt 'em.

Ren: Nora, there's a camera right there.

Nora: ...Uh-huh. (Hides lips, Whispers) Maybe it's only the watching kind, and not the listening kind?

Blake: A group of fish is called a school.

Jaune: I don't know what you guys are talking about. I'm not going after him.

Yang: What?! You just got pounded into the dirt by a gang, and you don't want to get even?! Where's your shark pride, man?!

Jaune: I'm not a shark, though. I'm just a person with shark-traits. And even if I wasn't, I'm not going to go looking for trouble where I don't need to.

Nora: Aw... No posse?

Jaune: (Chuckles) No posse, Nora. Besides, I thought you guys knew by now. I'm a lover, not a fighter!

Ruby: ...Okay, but if you did run into him?

Jaune: Well, maybe, but I'm not going out of my way for it. Him and his guys got me good once, and so long as you guys are safe and sound, I don't have a reason to start another fight.

Yang: I swear, it's like you don't have a mean bone in your body.

Ruby: He doesn't. Just ask Cardin.

Yang: Huh? What do you mean?

Jaune: Yeah, and how do you know about what happened with Cardin?

Ruby: Uh... W-Well...?

Blake: (Walks out, Turns from door, Stops) You know, you could probably hear him better from inside.

Weiss: ...

Blake: You never told us why your brother attacked Jaune. In fact, I don't think he even knows you're related. Is there something you aren't telling us?

Weiss: I told all of you everything you needed to know.

Blake: And what if we need to know more?

Weiss: ...

Blake: I won't push you, but you know that if you're in trouble, you can count on us, right?

Weiss: ...I'll tell you, but... not right now.

Blake: Mm. I'll leave you to it, then.

Jaune: YOU SPENT HOW MUCH ON SNACKS?!

#submission #rwby #my submissions #jaune arc #weiss schnee #ruby rose #yang xiao long #nora valkyrie #blake belladonna #pyrrha nikos #lie ren #saphron arc #mama arc #papa arc #whitley schnee #jacques schnee #dolphin!faunus whitley #shark!faunus jaune

[ohoh-inmortal]

hi!!! can i request a ghost & könig “how they would react” to a chronically i’ll partner? i have POTS and hEDS and i wanna know how these big men would be <3 feel free to reach out if you wanna know more about my conditions :))

Hello! This is my first request for this Fandom, so there's a lot of room for improvement. I also wrote this yesterday during a fever dream.

Just a disclaimer that I don't have POTS or hEDS so some things might not be accurate as to what a person who does have them feels but I reached out to the person who sent the request and also did a bit of research on my own. Anyway here's the HCs :)

König

POTS:

Since you can't regulate your body temperature he's always making sure you're not too hot or cold.

When you're too cold he would hug you to give you some warmth and let you borrow one of his hoodies. When you're too hot he would make something refreshing for you to drink.

Also, we all know he's a big boy, so he doesn't mind when you use him as support when you stand up too quickly or if he has to carry you when you feel dizzy.

Likes to put his head on your chest when you are lying down or about to sleep so he can feel your heart.

hEDS:

Freaked out when you first showed him how you could bend in the most strange ways because he was afraid you might hurt yourself.

If you start to feel pain or headaches he would tuck you in bed and bring you everything you need and lay next to you, softly caressing you. No, he wouldn't let you out until he's positive you're better.

Always makes sure to remind you you're not a burden and that he doesn't bother to do things for you.

Ghost

POTS:

When you first tell him about your conditions he would do a ton of research to learn how to make sure you're okay and what can he do to make things better.

If you are called for an emergency or have to be somewhere quickly, when you get up too fast and start to get light headed he would stand beside you and give you his body as support, his arm at your waist.

Would make sure to remind you of important things you need to get done and forget due to brain fog.

Since you don't really ever feel hungry he would make sure you are well fed by going to wherever you are at lunch/dinner/breakfast time and handing you your meal.

Would make sure not to push you too far in training because he doesn't want you to faint.

hEDS:

If a joint dislocates he is very collected and knows how to help you to put it back in place.

When you showed the 141 how you could bend and stretch your skin he was the only one who didn't freak out and actually laughed at the rest (especially soap).

He would hate to bruise you or cause you pain/discomfort so every time he hugs you, kisses you or makes love to you he makes sure to be soft and gentle.

He's not a man of many words but if he notices you are getting insecure or sad he would hold you in his arms and remind you that you are as valid as everyone else and that he loves you.

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[p0ssywhippedcream]

hey girl could i get L x pregnant wife reader? like they pregnant with his kid, i don't even want kids but i got hella baby fever 😭

babydoll of course!!! this it literally me when i’m like kids? in this economy? oh but their giggles and the shoes and awwwwwwww

Even though L knows the facts and has already done extensive research on pregnancy and things to do with it, this is one of the only times you can catch him re-doing it.

He’s searching up which chemicals balance your hormones, how quickly children’s feet grow, what natural supplements help with nausea. He knows a lot of the information that he gets provided but it feels nice to just be sure he’s doing it right.

He has no fucking idea what he’s doing. He’s scared that he’ll be a bad father, he’ll be a bad lover to you and that somehow, somewhere along the way, he’ll damage his kid.

So he’s double checking the labels on everything you eat, stacking pillows when you can’t massage you and always, always making sure you feel okay. He’s doing all he can right now to be the best he can be. The slightest twitch of your cheek or murmured groan and he’s dropping his work like it’s a overheated Hot Pocket and rushing over to you.

“Are your feet sore? Is your stomach feeling better? Did you drink the citrus herbal tea Watari left out for you?”

“Babe, babe! I’m fine, it’s just my back. This thing is getting heavy.” You laugh and tap your belly softly with your knuckles.

“Would you like a massage?”

You kiss both his cheeks then his lips. “Go back to work, I’m fine. Go save the world! We’ll be okay, I promise.” and with that, you waddle out of there in the fuzzy slippers he bought you, leaving a dopey grin on his face.

You’re completely unaware that you’re his world. His strong moral code and sense of justice and ego and all of that aside, you’re the most important thing to him and some billionaire getting burglarized could never matter as much as your comfort.

And even though he knows that the baby probably can’t hear him, he still talks to them all the time. His hands cradle your tummy, his eyes wide and watching for any sign of a kick as he recites poetry. He never says anything negative around you anymore because what if his baby can hear?

He speaks only of the goodness he fights for on the daily. He holds your belly and murmurs about love, laughter, good cake, dancing, sunshine, family, warm baths. He dotes on both of you, completely wrapped around your finger.

If it wasn’t obvious before you got pregnant, the amount of love he holds for you sure is now. He just needs you to be okay and happy because if you are, he is.

Sure, L is a busy guy and sometimes his work distanced him from his relationships but if he had to retire right now and hand over the L legacy to Near, he would do it in a heartbeat just to be with you and his lovely baby.

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[that1nkyone]

Hang on, I gotta talk about the Platypus for a sec

So it's a pretty well-known fact that once colonialists started invading Australia in the 1700s, they came across a lot of fauna that made them go "what the fuck is this." A lot of the default reaction for England back then was 'shoot it and take it back home,' or 'put aboard a ship and hope it's alive when we get there.'

But I wanna talk a little about the details of that, and how I'm a little cheesed off with the Naturalists of Old when they first saw a platypus.

For one, it was dead. And dismissed because there's no way that beak was real. Those cheeky colonists were definitely playing a prank and wasting their time.

And then a few more come in, this time preserved as well as they can be in spirits. And people start saying "okay, well... what is it? Is it a bird? The bill makes me think it's a bird." "These aren't feathers." "It swims? It's an amphibian, which is a Reptile, as we all know (they didn't think these guys Seperate until quite a bit later)." "This thing is also clearly amongst the Lower Beings of God's Creations (Creationism was still a big thing in scientific circles)."

Paper upon paper was written about this new creature, and suddenly nobody could agree on what to classify it as. Their ideas of the natural order started suddenly collapsing and being thrown into disarray.

Because of this little guy.

The Naturalist Science scene was going berserk halfway across the world because their fundamental understanding of nature was being turned on its head by this tiny mammal - who they were still trying to decide whether it was a mammal.

The English were having arguments with the French, but some were collaborating ideas based on what data they'd gained (some French and English naturalists met up in Australia during the war to share a drink and talk about Platypuses). Because this strange duck-billed creature surely had no place in the Chain of Being, their point of classification for species that they'd used for the past hundreds of years. And if it did, where the heck did it belong?

Did it lay eggs? How did it swim? What was the bill for? They didn't know the answer to any of these questions because all the specimens they got from Australia were Very Deceased, either being shot and put in spirits, or dried out. The poor platypus was being done in a lot for the sake of research.

And look, I know methods were Different back then, and it wasn't easy to transport live specimens or have the technology to preserve specimens over half the planet. With that said, I do want to point something out:

While this huge crisis is happening, in January 1812, a man named Patrick Hill gets the bright idea to like... ask the elder of the local Indigenous tribe about them (my source records him as Cookoogong, but not all sources about First Nations from early colonial texts are accurate.)

And Cookoogong's like "Oh, these guys? Yeah, so, they do lay eggs. They have long, deep burrows. We know how to get to them. There's a spur at the back of their feet. We don't really eat them for food. We call it the mullingong.*"(also malangong, depending on what tribe/dialect) Cool. Mystery solved.

Except:

It took over seventy years for this information to become accepted as scientific fact.

Not just because of the inherent biases of the Colonials being backwater people and prisoners in a funny little land far away, not just out of a need to get more data before confirmation, but because almost nobody in Europe took the word of the native population in Australia.

And in between that 72 year gap between 1812 and 1884, there were so many instances of the First Nations people giving vital and essential pieces of information on correctly identifying the features and habits of this land mammal as European Scientists had a massive meltdown and argument over whether an animal they'd Never Seen Alive gave milk or not.

Hell, Charles Darwin made the trip to Australia, and was inspired by animals like the Platypus to start questioning whether all life was truly static and didn't transition or adapt to changing circumstances.

The platypus made Charles Darwin start questioning his beliefs in Creationism, and going on to begin his steps towards the theory of evolution.

And then there's Harry Burrell, who had the bright idea of like, not killing specimens every time someone wanted to see it up close. He was one of the first recorded people to try and keep platypuses in captivity, and thoroughly learn their preferred lifestyle, diet and breeding habits from careful observation. He would learn how to make platypuses Comfortable, and how to transport them safely.

His protege, David Fleay (pictured below), would go on to ensure the first successfully bred platypus in captivity - 'Corrie' (born to parents Jack and Jill).

what I'm saying is, the story of trying to Classify the Platypus ends in "Nature is just fucking weird, we're going to try understanding it as best we can, and maybe we should ask and respect the opinions of the people who have lived alongside something we don't understand for thousands of years."

The platypus is literally referred to by Mervyn Griffiths, an authority on monotremes, "The animal of all time."

Anyway, in summary: - Colonialism fucking sucks and Sovereignty was never ceded.

- The Platypus is an Amazing Creature and sorta Toppled Creationism in the scientific community??

#th1nks #First Nations #Platypus #if anyone wants to fact check any of this please do because I wanna know more

[serenity-songbird]

hi i hope ur doing good, i have a south park request for main 4(Kenny,cartman,Stan, and kyle obv) where even though theyre young the reader started puberty already and developed fast? i dont mean to make it seem sexual i just mean like maybe the boys feel embarrased talking to her? lol sorry if this doesnt make sense i just rlly like the way u write🥲 and also i would like seperate pls and platonic or romantic, whatever u want and also the reader a girl pls. Sorry if u are uncomfortable with any of this thats perfectly okay if u are so just feel free to ignore this then. and thank u either way for taking the time to read this even if u dont do it! have a good day or night, and make sure to rest, drink plenty of water and eat food!❤️

(There's no reason to be uncomfortable. I think the concept is cute. Don't worry. I'm also drinking more water and eat fine. Thank you! 💜💜💜)

I really hope you can tolerate being puked on...

Because it is going to happen a lot...

He's super embarrassed about it.

Avoids you for a while.

In the end his mother had to explain it.

He asks his father for advice...but it's not good advice.

"Stan, never ever piss off a woman on her period. They get scary and mean."

Did not help his internal conflict.

After that, he apologizes and stops avoiding you.

"Sorry. I had no idea that you have to go through this every month."

He really tries to understand. Though He still doesn't get it completely.

He will sneak peaks at your growing chest. (Respectively of course).

He'll get you snacks and anything you need.

You'll have to tell him what to get first before he leaves.

Because the first time, he came back with diapers thinking that was what you needed.

He's a sweetheart.

A confused and anxiety filled one because of his dad's "advice."

But a sweetheart nonetheless.

He takes it more mature than the others.

I mean, he does get embarrassed at first.

Like, were you always this pretty?

Doesn't know how to approach you.

He will ask his mom for advice, awkwardly.

Once his mother explains it, he feels bad of all the pain women go through monthly.

"Hey, my mom told me all about what girls go through during puberty. I'm sorry about being awkward before. I got you some items that may help."

Will do research on ways to remedy the pain and what products you might need.

He has Ibuprofen, hot pads, and your favorite snacks in his locker in case you need it.

This man chugs his Respect Women Juice.

And if Cartman shits on you for hitting puberty, he'll beat his ass.

Kyle is your right hand man and he helps you feel less awkward.

Will still include you in groups activities with the boys and breaks the tension.

Ignores Cartman's complaints.

You appreciate his efforts in trying to understand.

While he might not get it completely, he knows enough to make you feel comfortable and normal.

You are grateful for him.

He doesn't get weirded out or awkward about it like the others.

In fact, he's excited.

Not about the bleeding. Gross.

More so on the fact that you were developing a bigger chest and wider hips.

As we all know, Kenny is very perverted.

So of course he'll try and flirt with you.

Like Kyle, he also does research, but in secret.

He doesn't change the way he acts around you for the most part.

Except for the fact that he offers to give you hip, shoulder, or back massages.

He claims it helps with the cramps, which it does in a sense.

But you know he just wants to cop a feel.

"Are your boobs sore again? Let me hold them for you."

You politely decline.

All perverted jokes aside, he really does try to help you out when you're on your period.

Like, you gotta go through that shit every month?! That sucks ass!

Will offer peace offerings like flowers he picked up from the ground or some origami project that will make you smile.

(He can't really buy you anything).

The fact that Kenny doesn't make it weird for you is relieving.

You may or may not let him massage your shoulders since it feels nice.

ONLY the shoulders.

He is the literal worst out of the four.

Like, he does NOT take it well.

"Ewww gross! You're bleeding!? Get away from me!"

Will avoid you like the plague.

Literally believes that periods are contagious.

Kyle did beat his ass a few times for his remarks he kept making.

Absolutely loses his SHIT if you were to accidentally brush against him or touch him.

Cries to his mom saying he's now going to bleed every month now.

His mom had to sit him down and explain to him what puberty Is like for woman. And that boys can't get periods.

He is relived and just utterly DISGUSTED.

Eventually will stop avoiding you.

But when it's that time of the month, he will throw snacks to you, so you can get your mood swings away from him.

You're pissed, but still accept the free food.

I mean come on, who'll deny free sweets?

It takes a while for things to get back to normal.

He will start making snide comments here and there.

Overall, -10/10 reaction.

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