#i want him to enjoy being human like teddie does :((

[deadghosy]

DUUUDE OMG as someone who had a HUGE creepypasta phase I'm obsessed with your hazbin hotel x creepypasta reader fics omggg

Anywaysss could I possibly request a Hazbin Hotel x Sally Williams reader? Completely platonic obviously :)

HAZBIN HOTEL X SALLY WILLIAMS! READER

prompt: a small child with a bloody body accidentally visits the hotel of a cartoon she only saw once

“BENNN! I wanna be in a cartoon..” you says whining to Ben as you grip your teddy bear. Ben rubs his chin thinking then smirks. “What kinda cartoon?” “One with friendship! Like My little pony.” You said with an adorable smile. “What about a better cartoon…” Ben said with a evil smile

And now you are now in the cartoon called Hazbin hotel as you just stood there sobbing at not seeing ponies. Where’s fluttershy? Where rarity? AND WHERE THE HELL IS TWILIGHT SPARKLE.

You must have caused a bad scene as Alastor had took your hand and brought you to the hotel for shelter. You told the “nice” man your friend made you come here making Alastor think you got killed by someone. But what’s a child like you doing here?…..

When the whole crew met you, they found you adorable but they were concerned on why a child, most likely a “human” child like you is in hell.

You have a room next to the next lesbian couple. After they cleaned you and having you wear shoes..which didn’t go well so they let you wear a new pair of white socks as you wore a cute pink dress.

Vaggie felt something about you was off. But she felt like heaven had not let you in. So she didn’t press any farther.

Angel gives you fat nuggets because he trusts you to look after him as he works. He never told you what he does for work but you enjoy keeping fat nuggets some company.

You dressed fat nuggets up as a pig princess. Angel found it cute and funny as he took a photo of it to remember the memory forever.

The most to baby you is definitely the Morningstars and Alastor a little bit. As Alastor felt to protect when he first seen you. He always tells you to smile at most to not let anyone see what’s underneath.

Alastor takes you on strolls at times. Even taking you to cannibal town where you can meet his dearest friend. Rosie, an overlord who takes on the cannibal town.

Rosie absolutely adores you! She called you sweetie pie all the time you visit her with Alastor.

I imagine you gave husk ponytails as he just grumbled drinking. He didn’t feel the need to scold you, you’re just a kid. Kids don’t know no better.

You and husk’s dynamic is “drunk uncle x pretty pink princess kid”

Husk hates to admit it but he likes your presence as you help him clean. Although he tries to tricks you to not clean the glasses so you won’t cut yourself.

Lucifer definitely tries to take care of you how he did for Charlie and it’s so wholesome as he would bring you ducks to your room that across of his.

He is such a overprotective father figure-

Angel and you have such cute fashion shows together as you both dress up like princesses💗

I headcannon that Charlie and Lucifer would spoil you rotten like getting you cute dresses or whatever you want as long as you are happy.

I can see that if it was your birthday, it’s as if Christmas and a birthday was combined as you get so much gifts😭

Niffty definitely teaches you how to clean as she always wanted to teach someone how to clean without ignoring her.

I can imagine you trying to contact Ben somehow as Ben is being interrogated back at the mansion as slenderman is chasing Ben with a pan demanding where you are at.

Sir Pentious lets you In on his machine shenanigans as you just smile with the egg boiz who hold your hands.

You showed your teddy bear to Lucifer who cooed at you as he made you a duck that had bear ears..you were weirded out at first but appreciated it. It was nice to get gifts! 💗

I headcannon you like greeting the residents in the hotel as they greet you back not excepting to se an actual human child in the hotel

I can see Angel dust having Velvette make cutesy outfits for you as he likes to see you as a little sister.

I can imagine you just doing that evil ass child laugh to scare the residents…you little ass menace

#sally williams #sally Willam! reader #creepypasta #creepy pasta x malereader #creepypasta x reader #child reader #dead child #dead children #crossover #creepypasta x hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x creepypasta #hazbin hotel x creepypasta! reader #hazbin hotel x Sally Williams! reader #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel headcanons #hazbin hotel lucifer x reader #hazbin vaggie #hazbin husk #hazbin charlie #hazbin lucifer #hazbin angel dust #hazbin alastor #hazbin x you #hazbin hotel x you #hazbin hotel x child reader #hazbin hotel x male reader #hazbin hotel x platonic!reader #hazbin hotel x reader

[ghostytoad]

Omg I loved the raph req you just did!! Could I req basically the same thing but with a reader that’s similar to Leo instead? Thanks a ton<3

jfksdjhgklsh i've had to break this into multiple parts bc they turned out a little long, but hopefully they're just as good TwT

* Fun n' Games *

ROTTMNT Boys x GN! Leo-esque reader who enjoys drama, making jokes, and being overall awesome

Summary: The Hamato brothers unexpectedly fall for the smug, but genuine, fun-loving reader despite their egocentric habits

Headcanons for: Raphael

GN! Reader; Romantic; Fluff || Words: 1.3k

Donnie | Leo | Mikey | Bonus!!

Raph:

oh god, he's gotten his fill of worry-fueled headaches dealing with his little brother's shenanigans; why, WHY great pizza supreme in the sky did there have to be another one??

y/n's reckless antics has him worrying himself into an early grave, especially when they're so keen on proving themselves to everyone with dangerous stunts and high-action battles

it's not that he doesn't enjoy the odd adventure or two with them, but y/n's a HUMAN and he's a WAR MACHINE. he has to be extra cautious around them!

he's taken it upon himself to keep an eye on y/n at (almost) all times bc of their more impulsive actions; he is the oldest and biggest hamato after all, so who better to protect y/n?

if they're out and about with leo or mikey, he will DEFINITELY be there to intervene bc he knows those two are just askin' for trouble; he's their only braincell and they're NOT leaving him behind

it's through his constant surveillance (with some help from donnie), that he slowly starts to realize his feelings for them runs deeper than just wanting to keep them safe

god forbid y/n tries to hide their latest blunder or misadventure, raph will have an absolute FIT (nothing physical obviously, he'll probably get all pouty and insecure)

"look, i know i might not look it but inside, raph is just as scared as anyone else that the people i love could get hurt. i'm not mad, i'm just… tryna look out for you, y'know?"

mikey likes to tease raph for "babying y/n", which says a lot when it comes from the literal baby of the family; kinda forces raph to rethink his overbearing behavior

once he realizes just how overbearing and borderline scary he's being, he will do his best to back off and cut back on all the 'stalking' and 'babying'

will genuinely laugh at y/n's jokes, no matter how bad they are; even if leo literally made the same exact joke 10 minutes ago, raph can't help but double over wheezing with laughter when they say it

he finds y/n's delivery a lot better than leo's; genuinely thinks they are the funniest person alive

he will sometimes join in on y/n's teasing whenever it's directed at his brothers or at an enemy while they're fighting; if he manages to make y/n laugh at one of his jokes, he'll be over the moon with joy

has the habit of accidentally referring to y/n as 'leo' when he's scolding them or going into a long rant about staying safe or something; it's not that he sees y/n as a "human leo", he's just used to getting onto the red slider turtle for the same exact shenanigans so it's like an auto-response

immediately catches himself the moment he does misname them and profusely apologizes through his flustering tears; forgets what he was even mad about every time it happens

for a while, raph considered getting y/n a guard dog or something to watch over them but would they even want a dog? what if they're allergic or they have a terrible fear of dogs or something!

on top of that, despite claiming to be "good with animals", he basically scares off any small animal that comes within 10 ft of his towering stature

but aha, an idea! what if instead of a pet, he gave y/n something special of his? something he can trust to take care of them

as long as y/n PROMISES to keep it safe and clean, raph will gift them one of his special teddy bears to watch over them when he's not around

won't admit it, but he finds y/n's big ego and constant bragging to be incredibly endearing and will add to it whenever he can

like yeah, what isn't to like? they're cool, funny, they know where all the action's at, they have the prettiest eyes; it's no wonder y/n is as confident as they are - to be honest, raph's not sure why EVERYONE doesn't feel the same way about y/n

likes to use his special raph-exclusive catchphrase 'like a boss' to describe everything y/n does (a high honor in his culture)

"did you guys catch how y/n totally shut those clowns down like a boss?? i betcha they could take you three down no sweat!"

gaming buddies!! it's one of his favorite pasttimes and what better way to channel y/n's competitive energy than with some good ol' beat 'em ups

1v1 video game marathons are GUARANTEED to last days for the two of them; they've both managed to lose major sleep bc of how invested they get into the competition

but sleep deprivation has a habit of making fools of us all, even headstrong turtle mutants. and y/n just happens to be the subject of raph's sleepy rambles

"I swear, I can't feel my eyes…" Y/N's croaky, tired voice muttered as they fought sleep against the now-deflated beanbag, the dim glow of the television screen highlighting the dark circles of exhaustion, "How long have we been playing?"

Slumped over next to Y/N was the large turtle, struggling to muster a coherent sentence as total nonsense tumbled from his lips. As he lay facedown across his own plush beanbag, controller lazily dangling from his large hand, he continued to mutter unintelligably.

"Alright, big guy, let's get you to bed." Y/N groaned as they sat up to stretch. They couldn't help but smile as they watched Raph's sleepy form slump further forward in protest, his knuckles brushing against the floor from how far he'd shifted. He was stubborn to be sure, and all of this just to win a single round. It's not like Y/N didn't warn him ahead of time just how epic their combat gaming skills were! He really should've heeded their warning, it would've saved him hours of humiliating losses and subsequent insomnia.

"L'go one more roun'…" Raph finally managed to grumble, his voice tapering off as the drowsiness overcame him once again. He refused to let the night end until he'd bested his opponent at least once.

"Nuh uh, we're getting you to bed and that's final." the amusement in Y/N's tone stirred the mutant back awake.

"Fine, but I'll getcha next time." Raph finally relented with a sluggish grin and heavy-lidded eyes. With a grunt, he pushed himself up off the sack and was sent stumbling into Y/N's awaiting arms. They struggled to keep a grip on his large form, nearly losing their balance once his full weight shifted onto them. In an impressive show of determination, Y/N had managed to carry Raph into his room, opting to (not so gracefully) toss the massive turtle back onto his bed. Raphael didn't anticipate such a toss and with a hand still tightly gripped onto Y/N's waist, he managed to yank the human down with a light thud against his chest. If it had been anyone else, Raph would've been embarrassed enough, but this particular situation was one he'd keep himself awake at night thinking about. And yet here Y/N was, eyes wide with surprise and body held snug against his, completely unaware of Raph's affection for them. Would they leave? Would they scold him for being too clumsy? Did they think he was a creep?

"Uh… s-sorry. Did I hurt ya?" he managed to stutter, his expression flustered and suddenly alert. Despite the internal conflict, his hand held firm on their waist as if it was urging them to stay.

"No, no, I'm fine. We can chalk this up to you being a sore loser though~" Y/N teased with a light smirk, the dark blush that dusted across their face very evident, only rivaled by the even darker shade that burned at Raph's.

A soft silence fell over the both of them as they timidly avoided each other's gazes, neither willing to yield.

"Um… Good night, Raph-a-doodle. Love ya…" Y/N hummed, nuzzling deeper into his chest while they tried to settle into their new sleeping position. Raph couldn't stop the sigh of relief that escaped him, but the way Y/N looked so peaceful and snug on top of him brought him back into the quiet lull of slumber. They were actually going to stay. Did that mean that they…?

He'd leave that question for another night.

#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #tmnt #raphael #rottmnt x reader #rottmnt x you #rottmnt x oc #rottmnt raph #raph x reader #raph x oc #x reader #tmnt x reader #tmnt headcanons #teenage mutant ninja turtles #toady talks #toad talks #toady writes

[llamagoddessofficial]

Well Llama, you’ve got me hooked on another one of your aus. That post about kids visiting the harpy aviary reminded me of my own field trips as a kid. I…may have gotten a reputation for wandering off and getting lost. NEVER on purpose, mind you, it just always seemed to happen! I can guarantee I would have found my way into Skull’s enclosure. With that in mind, what WOULD our loveable teddy bird do if a kid somehow wandered in?

I'll do you one better. Here's how all of them would respond to a child wandering into their enclosure.

Sans: Usually, when anyone who isn't Mc approaches the grouchy harpy while he's sleeping, he gets extra vicious at his sleep being interrupted and lashes out. Many staff who got too close/confident have the laceration scars to prove his favouritism toward Mc. Let sleeping dogs lie, as they say.

... But even though anyone watching can clearly see his sockets open a fraction at the approach of the child, he does absolutely nothing, continuing to lounge around like they aren't even there. The kid literally wanders up to him, touching his soft plumage, and he does little more than snore. He's like a lion dad with a fussy cub- they could cuddle up next to him, shout and scream, jump on him, pull his feathers, anything. He might even play with them a bit... pretending to roll over in his sleep and pinning them under a wing. Oh no, gravity is increasing on me...

He likes kids. He doesn't consider a child any kind of threat, unlike adults. This one is particularly funny. He also very much enjoys the attention Mc gives him for being so gentle.

Red: Kids find him cool so it makes sense one would eventually find a way to wander in. He used to not really care about children, but after he started courting a human woman, he's grown very fond of human kids. It's one of the reasons he seems so delighted when groups of them come to visit the aviary.

... But obviously, this kid isn't his biologically. So there's a worry he won't tolerate them in his space. Not the case, though! If Sans is the lazy lion dad, Red is the grumpy one. If a kid entered his enclosure and started following him around, he resembles a slightly annoyed older brother with their delighted younger sibling shadowing him absolutely everywhere, but he still lets them do whatever they want. He lets them clamber on him, tug his feathers, touch his cool teeth and claws. Despite his constant annoyed expression, when staff come to the rescue he's got the kid on his shoulders where they gleefully prod his face and talk about flying.

He's quick to let out little warning growls if they get too rough. But that's it.

Skull: A kid who walked into Skull's aviary would have to be suitably unafraid of him. Which is his dream. He immediately scoops them up, and they play together for as long as possible, climbing and 'flying' and exploring. It's the best time he's had in a long time.

Unfortunately... then comes the removal process. Mc tries to do it slowly, tries to gradually convince Skull to let the kid go so he doesn't lash out. And she almost gets it- she can see in his eyelight that he's close to handing them over. But not close enough... the other staff panic and tranquillise him.

... Skull goes to sleep holding his baby. And he wakes up no baby. Mc stayed with him until he woke to try and mitigate the inevitable fallout, but her presence does little to calm him. His distress is obvious, he tears up his enclosure looking for them... and once he realises they're gone, he becomes completely inconsolable, curling up in the corner of his den. You don't have to be a harpy expert to know that the sounds he's making are ones of grief.

For at least a week, he's utterly despondent. He won't eat unless Mc is there, he just stays in his den, cradling his plushie. He always keeps it tucked under one wing... like he's hiding it.

(He's scared he'll lose that, too.)

#llamagines #zoo harpy au #kid: [pokes their fingers into red's sockets] #red: fuckin... stupid kid. you're so annoying. i'd die for you

[milkywaydrabbles]

Are you still writing about kinktober? I wanted the 28th with Alucard, please, and if you can't order it anymore, sorry!

A/N: Hi anon I hope you enjoy this! I got distracted halfway through and nearly forgot the prompt and just started writing smut whoops lol but I hope you like the lil drabble mwuah!

CW: handjob, pet names, cum, pussyjob (kind of?), subby Alucard idk what to tell you.

Panties/Lingerie x Alucard

It was a long day. It was a long, unforgiving day. Alucard had been all over the village, practically at the beck and call of the people. All for rather silly instances, but he helped nonetheless. He felt as if he needed to repay a debt his father had with humanity. But today? Was a long fucking day. And to top it all off there was a (very minor!) night creature attack. It was easy enough to deal with, but what he wasn’t anticipating was being covered in monster guts as he walked through the doors of his castle. He groaned, trying his best to get all the extra gunk off before treading through the corridors. 

“Adrian? Are you home?” Ah, his saving grace. You popped your head out of the bedroom with a look of concern plastered on your face. “Oh honey, what happened?” Alucard sighed, furrowing his brows and shaking his head. “I promise, you don’t want to know.” You gave him a sympathetic smile before taking a (clean?) hand and leading him to the bathroom. “Come on, come take a bath and I’ll give you a nice relaxing massage when you’re done, how does that sound?” He could have melted at the thought. “It sounds heavenly, darling. Thank you.” He placed a chaste kiss on your cheek before scurrying into the bathroom the scrub his skin raw. You on the other hand, had a few different ideas in mind before he got out.

After a much needed extensive bath, Alucard finally felt at peace in being in his own skin. After wringing out his hair and wrapping a towel around his hips, he returned back to the room ready to be able to relax with his love. “Darling, if you’re too tired you don’t--oh.” You stopped him dead in his tracks with what you were wearing. There you were in all your glory, wearing one of his favorite lingerie sets--a wine red teddy, with a lace snake applique and mesh covering your chest. You wore the matching panties, a rather small and useless g-string that barely covered your front let alone your back. You looked at him so innocent, sitting back on your knees with candles lit and oil on the nightstand, as if you dressed in such attire was normal. “Come lay down, love.” You patted the bed scooting back as he walked over to you in a daze. “What’s all this?” He gestured to you, smirk plastered on his face. You shrugged. “You look like you had a stressful day, I want to give you a massage. Is that so bad?” 

Oh, you tricky little minx. 

Alucard chuckled and let you have your fun, laying down on his stomach to give you access. “Thank you, sweetheart. You don’t have to do this.” The implication was deeper than the massage, but you pushed forward. “Oh hush, just enjoy this.” you applied a fragrant eucalyptus essential oil to your hands to warm it up before working at his shoulders and neck. You rubbed and dug into his muscles, loosening up any of the knots you could feel. Alucard practically moaned under your touch, melting into the bed more and more with each knot released. “Feel good?” you giggled when he nodded, working down lower towards his back. Knuckles dug into the muscle, working through the stress until he was more pliable underneath you. You leaned down and kissed the back of his neck as you continued to work at his back. You went at it for a solid twenty minutes before you tapped on his back and asked him to turn around. “Come on, gotta work at your chest too.” was your excuse, and continued to play your little game. Alucard turned with a smile and you went to straddle him. “Helps with leverage” You’d say, throwing him a cheeky little smile and warmed up more oil in your hands before working the same way on his shoulders and down his chest. 

You really were just massaging him, innocent, like you said you would. So imagine his surprise when you leaned and started kissing on his neck and nipping, hands trailing down to his groin. His eyes shot open (when did he close them?) and made an indignant sound from his throat. “Shh, honey, let me take care of you. You did so much today.” You cooed, shimmying down and unwrapping the towel he still had on--the only thing he had on. Alucard’s breathing hitched as oiled hands grabbed onto his now half hard cock, pumping him fully. His hands hovered over your hips, unsure if he should even stop--even if just to admire you. “Darling..” He whispered, hips thrusting into your hand when you gripped him a bit firmer. You leaned back, slowly and deliberately jerking his cock, the lingerie set on fully display now. 

“God, you know how much I love when you wear that set.” He groaned out, eyes fluttering as he watched you through his lashes. The way your tits looked in the sheer cups drove him wild. They looked so delicious, leaving nothing to the imagination and yet it was a beautiful surprise. He especially loved the detailing on the snakes, trailing up your body making you look like the goddess he always envisioned you to be. The panties were just wide enough to cover your pussy, however just as sheer--and now darkened with a wet patch of your arousal. He wanted to lick and suck your cunt of your juices. But the way you looked like an ethereal being, pumping his dick and your eyes half lidded stopped him in his tracks. You took your time, fingers smearing his precum over the shaft, free hand cupping his balls. Adrian shut his eyes tight, stifling back a groan and trying his damndest to stop himself from shooting a load so quick. But the vision of you in that lingerie set was burned into his retinas, and not even closing his eyes would help him when you still looked just as good in his memory. “F-Fuck, sweetheart, I won’t last if you keep going.” His hands tightened on the sheets of the bed, fucking himself up into your hand. “You don’t have to, Adrian. I want you to cum for me, please honey.” Your words sounded so sickeningly sweet, like molasses dripping from your tongue. You opened your mouth and let a glob of your saliva drip down to the tip of his reddened cock, trailing his shaft and giving you more lube to slicken up his cock. Your hand increased in speed, flicking your wrist for better motion.

Adrian’s mouth hung open, trying with all his might to keep his eyes on you. It felt so undeniably good, he was lost in the pleasure of it all. You took the look in his eyes as being distracted, and suddenly your clothed pussy was pressed against his dick, and Adrian felt all the heat radiating from that tight little cunt that he knew to be his and his alone. “Fuck.” Was all he could say before shooting thick ropes of cum onto the red teddy, cum reaching as high as covering your tits, spilling over your stomach and dripping onto your pussy. His cock twitched in your hand as you milked him dry, smearing the cum on his head directly onto the sheer panties, sight of it having him shooting one last spurt into the fabric. His head hit the pillow, trying to catch his breath. Alucard took one last peak at you, rubbing his cum into the fabric and scooping up a particularly large glob right onto your tongue and swallowing. The sight of it was getting him hard again.

“I’ll take good care of you, honey.” You promised, before pulling the panties off to the side and rubbing your cunt right on his hardening cock. You weren’t done with him, and if he were being honest with himself, the way you were looking in that set he wasn’t going to be done with you for a few more hours.

#milk writes #adrian tepes #alucard x reader #castlevania #adrian tepes x reader #alucard #alucard tepes x reader #castlevania (2017) #milk kinktober #smut

[pupmkincake2000]

So, I never thought that I'd play Baldur's Gate 3, since turn-based RPGs are not my thing. But I was literally persuaded to play this game and I just have to share my impressions.

I did watch shorts and videos on YouTube, so I was aware of the world and characters before playing. That's why I decided to start Gale's origin

and I think if I decide to replay the game, I will choose him again, since he is the best. Yes, I think he is. I love good characters, kind, sympathetic, a little ambitious, gentle and loyal. And Gale fits my taste standards perfectly. He kind of reminds me of a sweet Hank Anderson from Detroit: Become Human. Noble, kind, gentle and faithful.

And, the funniest thing is that I decided to romance Astarion. Playing as Gale.

But not because I like Astarion.

On the contrary (and now hear me out), the more I played, the more he annoyed me, and I didn’t understand why people were so crazy about him. I mean, if you want him to like you, you need to do morally questionable things. Not to mention he is absolutely not my type, I never liked characters like him. That is, Astarion is the embodiment of everything that disappoints me in characters.

And you can talk as much as you like about his life being difficult. Because this does not justify many of his actions.

However, the ship itself works surprisingly well. I mean, I really like Gale and I don't like Astarion, but their ship surprisingly works. And now in a ship Astarion seems much... likable?

Basically, they are a perfect complement to each other, which is exactly the type of relationship I love. They help each other, they do not “fix” each other, but complement each other. They heal each other. Their relationship is not abusive if both work on this relationship, and the love between them is that type of love that happens probably once in a century. And to be honest, I don't want to make Astarion an ascended vampire (I haven't finished the game yet), I'm sure Gale will find a way for him to walk in the sun without the ritual.

Well, now to the other characters. Karlach and Wyll

are just two incredible sunshines. I tried to build friendly relations with them, I didn’t choose flirt while answering their lines, but for some reason they still ended up offering me sex, and it was really awkward and painful to turn them down.

So I just started shipping them together because it's another type of relationship I enjoy. It’s a pity that their couple is not popular (is there such a pairing at all?). This is the perfect “enemies to lovers” ship and it’s a shame that they can’t, like in some games, flirt with each other if they don’t have any affair with the main character .

I have almost nothing to say about Shadowheart, I’m not particularly interested in her (my party consists mainly of Astarion, Karlach and Lae'zel), but I think she has enough fans.

Halsin… oh, he is a magnificent man, and I would have romanced him if not the reasons. But I want you to know that he is also an incredible sunshine too, kind soft teddy bear who I wanted to hug and never let go.

And finally, HIM. Mysterious Guest. I knew this was an emperor, but I really liked the look I've created for him! I made him look like Hank Anderson, of course he didn’t look exactly like him, but nevertheless… I think he turned out very beautiful.

Let me scream about this beaty for a while!

In general, apart from problems with the gameplay (it took me a long time to get used to it), the game is really nice. The only thing that, it seems to me, would be worth changing is the permissiveness of choices when you go through the origin of any of the main characters, as was done with the Dark Urge. I mean, Wyll, Karlach and Gail are sunshines, so I absolutely can't believe that they are capable of doing bad things. If you can't avoid bad deeds when playing as the Urge, why can't you make it so that good characters are unable to do bad deeds? Would you really believe that Gale, Wyll or Karlach would be capable of slaughtering the whole village of children? For example, I believe that Astarion most likely would not have saved Shadowheart in the first act; he behaves selfishly throughout the entire first act. But I don’t believe that Karlach, Wyll and Gale would be capable of leaving her caged.

So, yeah, that's it.

#baldur's gate 3 #astarion #astarion ancunin #bloodeweave #gale of waterdeep #gale dekarios #bg3 #karlach #misterious guest #baldurs gate astarion #bg3 gale #wyll ravengard #bg3 wyll #halsin #bg3 halsin

[tarotphil]

Bestie I need to know what answers corresponded to Dan or Phil

oh my gosh I’d love to share :)) take the quiz before reading below the cut!!!!! also take this as the performance art it is, I’m not genuinely assuming very specific things about dan and phil’s internal worlds lol

for Dan: love like a dog as in loyal, eager to provide a service, full blown adoration. love like a leaky faucet as in always present even when the sink is “off”. but also as in sporadic, unexpected, unavailable. (this is not a dig at dan, that is the option I would choose)

for Phil: love like an archaeologist as in dedicated to craft of discovery, careful, curious. love like a snowstorm as in all encompassing, obscuring, hungry

for Dan: Catholic guilt yeah, but also thinking on the past in a “I wish I had done it different way”

for Phil: mmmmmmmmmmmmmm. among other things his commitment to nostalgia is a type of grief.

for Dan: peeling fruit as an act of service has big dan energy. he would pass tiktok clementine theory. cannabalism bc i think he’d enjoy himself on yellowjackets Hannibal hunger as love tumblr. angels is his for a lot of reasons. I was thinking about angels as machinery, which meshes with his clean brutalism aesthetic. also angels as fallen from grace, as a subversive queer symbol

for Phil: time loops, we are back to the grief and nostalgia. but I’m also appealing to his brand of creativity here. glitch theory, fantasticalism. ghosts….. we are back to grief, but also his understanding of horror. the ocean is something I associate with phil a lot for some reason. I think it’s the mystery of it

for Dan: he’s a teddy bear, he’s so soft. he has his childhood teddy still. glowing globes for mystery, matches the aesthetic of the moon room. kiss me lollipop…… must I say more

for Phil: I was so captivated by him going “I think that’s what god looks like” in relation to the golf with friends structure. so, for phil, interesting lines and lights that evoke a feeling of reverence <3 icy stag bc I associate him with snow and the fantastical. surreal spotlight sky… I can’t explain it just is

for Dan: A Boat is a poem to me about navigating depression, I think dan would love it. Dan is SO this too shall devastate coded, I don’t think I need to explain.

for Phil: the Kyla Jamieson poem for a few reasons. Love of the natural world, but also I think it carries a sense of creative frustration? The Athena Davis poem because of how gentle it is. meditations on death, meditations on kindness

Dan and Phil: this is the only option on the quiz that gives points to both outcomes…. I want to do with you what spring does with cherry trees. That’s so them

I actually think these kinda speak for themselves

for Dan: he’s such a sensitive soul, which is why he got the heart hurt option. he puts so much of his heart into everything, so this is an acknowledgment of him not being as cerebral as he thinks. for the bones, an ache in my bones is one of the ways I visualize my depression. a bone deep heaviness

for Phil: hurt in your hands because of hands as a symbol for creativity. to me this meant an itch to create. hurt in your lungs I can really only justify by vibes. the hurt of running too hard maybe? Of a body meant to house you doing a bad job of it?

for Dan: mmm realizing I said I associate phil with the ocean which is true, but I associate Dan with whale falls. that’s all I got for that lol. for the microbiome, I love love love the human microbiome, it’s fascinating. I think dan would have a heck of a time with the idea that we’re mostly made up of non self organisms

for Phil: beauty in the small things and beauty in natural system we’re not at all a part of. nod to his love of birds, love you Steve

these are mostly all vibes, except for Phil’s sense of otherworldliness and Dan’s commitment to forward growth

for Dan: the wooden overcoats quote…… sorry not get 2009 on you. The Beatrice letters quote is a little bit “it’s awful work” “not to me, not if it’s you”. as a doctor loves his sickest patient for real

for Phil: the Mabel quote is a little bit about love as a creative I think, and a private creative at that. The love exists even if you destroy the art. the locked tomb quote, they are so dependent. he dyed his shoes green

#asks #it’s like a gag quiz but I’m also unwell about them and thought about it A Lot so #phan #Dan and phil #amazingphil #daniel howell #robin 📢 #absolutely normal uquiz

[akiraruru]

Sleepy sleep... 💤

Included: Kazuha, itto, zhongli, gn reader

Summary: How would they sleep

Cw/s: not proofread, possibly ooc, short, many use of the word 'cuddle'

A/n: exams are near... Again ☹️ but it's the last one! So I might be inactive for a while after I post this. Also, guess who i enjoyed writing most.

Kazuha:

Peaceful, Kazuha is a good person to sleep with.

Sleeping beside him is comforting and peaceful.

He snores lightly and take soft shallow breaths, he moves in his sleep but not too much to wake you up or startle you.

He's a hugger 100%

While cuddling, he prefers spooning and being the big spoon, it makes him feel content—knowing that you're safe withing his embrace.

Of course, he also agrees on being the little spoon from time to time, it makes him feel safe as well.

Kazuha's cuddles are always warm, it makes you feel fuzzy in the inside.

Basically a human furnace, you're lucky whenever it's winter time.

He thinks that cuddling you during cold weather is the best thing ever.

Kazuha loves nuzzling his nose in the crook of your neck while he cuddles you to sleep.

I think he would also like having your head on his chest while cuddling, being able to play with your hair and massage you scalp, his actions makes you fall into deep slumber easily. Kazuha would also like it if you wanted to play with his hair.

Itto:

Sleeping with itto is okay, it's not so bad.

He snores pretty loudly but not too loud, get what I mean? But it's definitely loud enough to make a light sleeper stir in their sleep.

Hogs the blanket, he doesn't mean it, it just happens in his sleep. Would apologize about it in the morning.

Also a hugger. A huge one.

His arms are over your chest and his leg over you hip/waist, sometimes, Itto's hands even finds its way to your face. You would wake up in short of breath and slightly panicking just to find out your lover just has his hand over your nose and mouth, suffocating you lovingly as he sleeps

Despite these habits he has, he's super cuddly, he's like a giant teddy bear.

He's okay with you sleeping ontop of him. In fact, he'll love it.

You can hug him like a koala all you want and he'll still be fine with it.

Overall, he's pretty cuddly but some of these sleeping habits he has might disturb your sleep.

Zhongli:

Sleeps quietly. Zhongli doesn't really make noises in his sleep, the only time he does is when he's really tired from a long day.

He sleeps straight, he sleeps like this 🧍‍♀️except he's not standing up. He just sleeps on his his back with his hands on his hand and just prefers it that way.

So if you wanna cuddle with him while he's sleeping on his back, you could put an arm over him or put both a leg and an arm over him, you could also just sleep on top of him.

Though, Zhongli is more than willing to change his sleeping position in order to cuddle with you properly.

Sleeping on top of him is most preferred way.

His hand pressing your head on his chest and his chin on top of head, your ear against the part of his chest where his heart is so you could hear his steady heartbeat making you fall asleep on top of him.

After a long, tiring day, all he wants to do was to sleep and cuddle you. While he's asleep, you can hear him snoring lightly like Kazuha but a tad bit louder. Caressing his hair lovingly as he nuzzles his face onto your chest. Sleeping peacefully in your arms.

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#zhongli #zhongli x reader #itto #arataki itto #itto x reader #arataki itto x reader #kazuha #kaedahara kazuha #kazuha x reader #kazuha x reader fluff #itto x reader fluff #zhongli x reader fluff #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin fluff #ry fics

[thebearer]

Teddy + willow personality headcannon plzzz 🙏🙏🙏

teddy:

teddy has a loud personality. very sweet, very kind, but loud and dramatic. every feeling she has is big, but that's not always bad. like when she's happy, it's that kind of happiness that radiates and makes you happy. she's forever making your bad days better with her little sunshiney personality.

she's fearless in a sweet (but terrifying) way. like carmen "i would rather die than have human interactions esp with strangers" berzatto walking with teddy through a grocery store??? she's speaking to every single person. carmen is like omfg please no but she just loves to talk, isn't scared either. really isn't scared of much. everything she does, she just does it without much thought or care about it or esp too much worry. carmen is like who's kid is this lmao...

which leads me to my next point. she's got a lot of mikey traits. richie says it a few times, "that kid is alllll mikey right there", but really when teddy gets older. it's very clear to carmen. maybe it's bc of the age difference between him and mikey, he didn't really know or remember his brother as a young kid. really only has memories of mikey when he was a pre-teen and older. he starts to see it and it scares the ever loving shit out of him. she's loud, and fearless, and bold, and a little sneaky and rebellious. she's got a million friends it feels like, and can just get a long with anyone and everyone.

willow:

willow is the polar opposite of teddy at first glance. i mean, it makes sense she'd be calmer and quieter- you weren't sure what a kid with more energy and personality that teddy would be like. willow was always a freakily calm baby and child. like just the definition of unbothered. she didn't cry much at all as a baby, really just content.

willow is a lot like carmen. she likes things a certain way. doesn't argue much with teddy, but will over rules. always has that way. she's quick to tell teddy "those aren't the rules" or "teddy, you can't put those together, that's not in the recipe" when they're playing in their little play kitchen. she's detail oriented that way, but she also never misses any detail. the BEST gift giver bc she notices and remembers everything- just like carmen.

she's not overly quiet or shy, though she doesn't go out of her way to necessarily talk to people like teddy does. she will talk, and will go do the things she wants to, but isn't like dying for social interaction if that makes sense? like not insecure or shy or anything, just content with her circle even if it's small, and fine being alone too. she'll play by herself when she's little, but if teddy wants to join her, that's great too kinda vibe.

teddy really enjoys cooking, with sydney the most. she likes learning- finds it fascinating. she likes learning about how if you mix this with this you'll get this, and all the different things that go together.

#thebearer #willow natalia berzatto #dorothea “teddy” berzatto #dad!carmen berzatto x mom!reader #dad!carmen berzatto #dilf!carmen berzatto #carmen berzatto #bearblahs #carmen berzatto x reader #carmy berzatto x reader #carmy berzatto #the bear #carmen berzatto fluff

[t4tower-of-t4terror]

I've never done an ask before but i'm watching Princess and the Frog (as one does) and realizing i'm such a hopeless romantic again. But i also have really bad Twst brainrot so now i'm thinking about how Ace, Floyd, or Jade (or all 3 of it's not too much trouble?) might react to a hopeless romantic like me? I just think it'd be nice to see them thinking its funny at first, but after realizing how serious it actually is they'd make an effort to know what we actually like??? Idk though

This is so cute omg

Hopelessly in love

Ace, Floyd, and Jade x gn reader

Ace trappola

I love the guy but he's such a dick ab it at first

He would mock couples for tagging each other in pictures with the comment "us?"

He jokes about how unrealistic romance movies are

Until Ace falls for you

And then he starts to see it

As much as he won't admit it, he wants to be hopelessly romantic together

He wants to take you on corny dates and make you smile

He takes so much joy in making you laugh

He understands why wars have been started because of love

He understands why so many stories and songs were written about love

Because whenever he sees them, he thinks of you

Floyd Leech

Floyd is romantic in his own way

At first he finds it silly how you swoon over the smallest romantic gestures

He simply doesn't get it! What's the purpose behind all of this happily ever after fairytale shtick?

But he adores the look you get when you watch your favorite romancey movies

Floyd wants you to look at him that way

So maybe he'll drag you to carnivals and (lightly) threaten carnies to get you that teddy bear you thought was cute

And maybe he'll set up little candlelit dinner dates at the Mostro Lounge

Just to see that look in your eyes that shows him that you want to live happily ever after with him

Jade Leech

Jade is the most understanding of your mindset, but likely more in a clinical sense

Human stories are filled with these romantic tropes, so of course you'd want them to happen to you

And he absolutely indulges you

Nighttime hikes to see the stars are probably his favorite. Laying close together and staring at the sky

He's also a fan of dinner dates, but he enjoys making the food

Especially if you're a fan of mushrooms! He'd enjoy making stuffed portobello mushrooms the most

And Jade never falters in being chivalrous as well. He always opens the door and pulls out your seat for you.

Jade would especially adore softly kissing the back of your hand when the mood strikes him, heterochromatic eyes gleaming up at you like the stars you watch together

Jade loves you. He wants to make you feel special and appreciated. He always has.

#twisted wonderland #disney twst #twst #twisted wonderland x reader #disney twisted wonderland #twst disney #twst x reader #ace trapolla x reader #ace trappola #twst ace #floyd leech x reader #floyd leech #twisted wonderland floyd #jade leech x reader #jade leech #twisted wonderland jade #twisted wonderland fluff #twst fluff

[izukuisbaby]

⊹˚.⋆ SHOPPING HEADCANONS - JUJUTSU KAISEN

℘. flora's notes : i finished this while i was tipsy i hope it's okay-

℘. infos : u can read about ur kins too, this is not necessarily romantic (can be tho:)), female, male, gn reader friendly 💓 if u have ideas for the other jjk characters im down to make a part 2

m.list (bnha version can be found there x)| comment and reblog if u enjoyed !

⊹˚.⋆ SATORU GOJO

℘. as we all know, gojo has no filter, so expect to have to undress with the fitting room's curtain fully opened because "he can hide you with his Greek God body"

℘. brutally honest and doesn't care about your opinion "YOU LOOK LIKE A ROASTED PORK IN THIS LMAO", "I thought mustard yellow was the worst colour on you and then I saw that shit you're wearing", "are u tryna beat my grandma at the wrinkles fashion week ??? get that cardigan outta there"

℘. has to bring his God complex in everything "that looks okay on you, but it would look stunning on me", "nah that's a thing I, ME, MYSELF, would be wearing y/n, stop copying me urgh"

℘. will embarrass you in front of everyone "LOOK AT THIS HOT FINE PIECE OF HUMAN, I'LL PAY YOU TO DATE THEM, THEY'RE KINDA DESPERATE", "Y/N YOUR TEDDY BEAR UNDERWEAR IS SHOWING OOOOH SO CUTE LITTLE SLUTTY BABE" (and this is obviously not true, he just wants to embarrass u)

℘. will post your errands on social media and won't care if you look good on the picture or not as long as HE does, and expect something cringe on the text like "shopping with the ugly best friend (the pretty one is obviously me😏🤭🤪🥰🥵)", "here is a gold digger who takes my money for their clothes UwU💸💸💸💸", "they were wearing teddy bear underwear and EVERYONE saw it 🤣🤣🤣"

⊹˚.⋆ TOJI FUSHIGURO

℘. blank. face. it's a painful moment for him, he doesn't give a damn about your outfit as long as he gets to take it off

℘. feel lucky that he isn't grumbling because he really hates shopping and he hates being in public places (sir knows damn well he'd get chopped up if a white haired mf happened to be around too, gojo gives him social anxiety)

℘. but he doesn't say anything either, you just end up talking to yourself. he OCCASIONALLY sighs though which is the only animation you get from him :/

℘. he discreetly peeps through the curtain to see you nAaAaAkEd😨 and then blushes a bit CUZ YOU'RE PERFECT

℘. will let you play model in the living room if he chooses what you two will watch for movie night "mmmh", "looks good"

℘. AND THE HOTTEST THING HE DOES IS SLIGHTLY RAISE HIS BROWS WHEN HE SEES YOU WITH AN ITEM HE LIKES damn I love this man

⊹˚.⋆ YUUJI ITADORI

℘. "DAAAAMN YOU'RE LOOKING FINE", "how are you still single seriously, I'd die for you". he's a simp for you, even just as a friend. HE'S SO SUPPORTIVE PLEASE

℘. best shopping buddy literally, he'll be honest and will try his best to sound polite and not mean

℘. AND HIS PICKS ARE SO GOOD, I HEADCANON THAT YUUJI HAS PINTEREST, he's like you're own personal shopper

℘. and he's always so enthusiastic about going shopping, he's just a pleasure to have around

℘. he 100% makes fun of people tho- but you learnt to love it and now you do it with him

© izukuisbaby. comments appreciated ! although do not modify, translate, copy, claim as your own or repost on any app/platform/social media (this applies to all of my content)💓

#no hate to cardigans i love them #˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥flora writes #jjk x reader #jjk smau #jjk fluff #jjk headcanons #jjk imagines #jjk smut #jjk gojo #satoru gojo #gojo satoru #gojo x reader #gojo headcanons #gojo satoru x reader #satoru x reader #jjk #toji thirst #fushiguro toji #toji x reader #toji fushiguro #toji fluff #toji fushiguro x reader #toji headcanons #toji x reader smut #yuuji x reader #yuuji smut #itadori yuuji #yuuji imagines #itadori x reader

[dragonridernoobie]

HOW UF SANS ACTS WHEN HE MEETS SOMONE HE LIKES/LOVE

My request are still open!

Enjoy!

💫Friend Faze💫

ok, first things first, we all know how underfell is.

So I can imagine being friends with him will be really FUCKING hard to do.

Once you are able to gain a bit of his trust, not that he will still be an ass to you.

Like, pranking you with harmful ones, calling you mean ass names, etc.

If you are able to get pass his first wall, then you can see he is actually a sweetheart

In his own twisted way.

Once you guys start you're friendship started to bloom, he would hang with you full time.

You are the first person he actually enjoys to be around.

So expect him to stalk you. Not in a yender type of way, but more of wanting you to be safe.

Expect him to run off to you're place to get away from work, his brother, or when he is stressed.

He is still a asshole but he does it in a flirty and nice way......if that makes sense.

He is definitely a flirt once you guys start to get your friendship going.

He will flirt and make comments on how you are wearing.

His brother is a asshole and a pain to you but papyrus is willing to know you, since he saw how his brother seems happier.

Hell, he will even lend you his coat on rare occasions.

Like I said before, he shows his own way of saying or acting as you're friend. One of them is being at you're side when in a fight.

Can let his favorite drinking body get hurt now.

Expect mustard to go missing

💘Crush Faze💘

He realized he had a crush on you when you defended him against someone who was being a asshole to him.

Watching you mouthing off the dude and actually fist fighting the dude (and wining).

(Ofcorse this turned him on)

Seeing you all beaten up and defending him made him a blushing mess.

Expect him to make pickup lines and flirt with you.

And alot of dirty, and I mean dirty jokes.

He would hint that he had a crush on you but he will never tell you out right.

Fuck that, he ain't showing he's weak.

His brother saw his change in behavior and pressured him to tell him what happened.

Once papyrus finds out, obviously, papyrus is grossed out that his brother fell for a human.

Tho, he won't say it to you but he will slowly come to terms with it.

He would actually encourage his brother to confess to you.

He didn't and won't.

He would telaport away when you flirt back

He was a blushing and stuttering mess.

Frisk would make fun of him.

While in this crush faze he will be at you're mercy. He loves you, and he will give you everything.

I can imagine him being really fucking aggressive when he sees somone trying to hit on you.

Even tho they are ok doing so since you aren't in a relationship. (Yet)

Expect him to randomly give you you're jacket. Even inside.

He wants his scent on you

Makes his instics calm down, knowing that his scent is on you.

💕Dating Faze💕

He got drunk and confessed his feelings to you.

You brought it up the next day, and he had no choice but to emit it.

At first, he would be proud of having you.

To the point he will show off his pretty and tough DateMate.

HE LOVES when you draw patterns on him.

He thinks it's so sweet and it helps him calm down.

total simp.

Like, if you wanted him to do something, all you needed to do was flirt and kiss him all over his skull.

He was at your mercy.

He would always be around you, to make sure you where safe.

He is absolutely horrifying if he sees a person flirting with you.

He threats them and scares him off.

This is where I am 50/50.

I don't know if he was into collars or not.

So I don't know if he would make you wear one or not.

His brother would be proud of his brother to finally have somone...and that somone who wasn't 24/7 lazy.

Papyrus would finally except you fully.

Expect alot of cooking lessons.

Even tho this man is a simp, he isn't a pushover.

He is a giant cuddle bear.

Like, snuggling him you would disappear.

He is that big and his jacket dosent help.

Tho who are you to complain about, you love this giant fat teddy bear.

Expect alot cuddles.

Like I said, cuddling with him is great, but he trust you fully now so he will drag you away to cuddle.

Surprisingly this man is romantic.

Not like fancy dinners or stuff.

More like he is willing to dress you up, go to a restaurant, or try to make a nice dinner.

Hint at the word try.

He is just buying grilbbys.

He ain't no cook.

🚫NSFW Faze🚫

OK, first things first.

This man has a WHOLE list of kinks.

Bitting, breeding, toys, ropes, licking, body worship, praising, edging, marking, oral, face sitting, 69, magic use???, public sex, etc.

Pretty much this man is FUCKING horny.

He will fuck you anywhere and anytime.

He also has HEAVY instincts.

Meaning he will make nest for fuckie time.

Tho, if he's in heat, wowie, be prepared.

You ain't leaving that nest for a few days to weeks.

He dose knots, almost all monsters do.

Tho, it hurts to have his knot since his dick size is big. Maybe not by length but by gurth.

He is a lovable bug while you guys are linked.

Once you are done being linked, it's time for round 2, 3, 4-

Pretty much intel both of you are knocked out.

You have been yelled at by his brother for making noise.

He needs work on after care but he tries.

He brings you some food and water before another round.

Expect to wear and show you're marks proudly

He wants everyone to know you are taken and his.

#underfell papyrus #underfell sans #underfell #Frisk Underfell #Mustard #headcanon #big red sans

[purplerose244]

Winners

Hi @master-of-reblog! I was your secret santa for this year, this is my present for you! Merry Christmas! 🎅🎅🎅

Thanks @kokosnuss-jaguar for organizing the event once again! 😍

It is a little fic based on an AU, basically Lloyd ends up at Kai and Nya's door when little and he grows up to be their brother (this implies him not knowing who his dad is, Wu keeps it a secret because of freaking course and Garmadon does to in order to give him a peaceful existence). I love this trio's bond so much, I was so glad to see you like them as well! 💚💙💓

Well then, enjoy!

Nya could barely take this. Seeing this little tornado of a kid lightening up at the decorations of the fair, his cheeks still red from the cold and the eyes filled with stars, she genuinely thought she was going to collapse. It was almost unsettling how quickly he changed attitude the moment they arrived, to the point she wondered if this was the first time he had ever been to this kind of place.

Who could have known, given that for what they knew Lloyd was an orphan?

“Look at the little menace showing some sort of humanity.” Kai looked irritated, but Nya could see the tenderness in his eyebrows. “So much for the theory of being the spawn of a demon.”

“Kai!”

“You can’t tell me that wouldn’t have explained it!” There he was again. Perhaps putting up crazy theories about Lloyd’s origins helped him cope with their unstable situation. “He has red eyes, he’s insanely loud when he complains, and have you seen what he did to my comic books?!”

Nya snickered – who needed school when you could make collages at home?

“You mean what we did…”

Kai gasped so loud he almost caught Lloyd’s attention – almost, there were candies over there.

“You traitor! How dare you side with the enemy brother??” He rubbed her head strongly, making her laugh again. This hothead could pretend he didn’t like Lloyd as much as he wanted, he was the one that started calling him ‘brother’ first. “I won’t let this betrayal distract me, though! With the winter fair of Ignacia coming along, there is only one place worthy of my attention!” Kai marched forward, taking Lloyd’s hand out of reflex the moment the blondie looked ready to jump on the candy booth. “And it is… right here!”

From how run-down this stand was, it really stood out in comparison with the colorful and sophisticated booths all around.

It was probably the oldest looking shooting gallery to ever exist, one Nya remembered being there… since mom and dad were there. When they came to the fair for the first time since they disappeared, she broke down in tears. It was easier this time, even if not painless.

The same old man was waiting for them, grinning from one ear to the other when he recognized the same foolish kid with spiky hair proudly walking his way.

“The Smiths! What a surprise!” Sure, what a surprise seeing the same kid on the same day of every year. “Oh, and you got another one now?” He looked at Lloyd, who immediately hid behind Nya – cute cute cute cute. “Well then, here to try your skills once more, boy?”

“You bet! And this time, that thing is coming home with me!” He pointed at the biggest teddy bear of the stand, almost as tall as Lloyd. That had been the goal for as long as either of them could remember, perhaps from when she was born. “Mrs. Grumbmiller finally gave us allowance for today, I am ready to try until I die!” Somehow it always seemed likely and unlikely with Kai.

Indeed, that mean lady had finally decided that they were real kids that needed to do real things, although it was possible she gave up out of exhaustion after the latest prank week – to say that Lloyd had been a wonderful addition was an understatement.

The old man grinned again that massive curve, providing the little red balls to hit the piles of cups. Kai took one, aiming with confidence, and threw it.

Missed by a mile.

“Ah, so close!” So, it began. Nya was young but not too much to not realize the kind of scam shooting galleries were, especially with a clearly very mischievous owner of the booth. “It brushed it! I saw it!” With that being said, the scam made sense only when the person was close to hitting the target. It was genuinely embarrassing seeing her brother basically aiming at the stand of donuts behind. “No! Come on! Alright, give me three more!” To his credit, he never accused the game or something other than his skills. To his discredit, man he was bad at this.

Nya sighed, looking around for the daily distraction while her brother made a fool of himself. He was so adamant at winning that thing, she really didn’t understand why he was so fixated. She blamed his ego and how much he wanted that boost, but at least he was too busy to check on her while she tried something cute from the stand – big brother energy was massive in those times.

Before she could even move, Lloyd pulled her skirt to get her attention. His big eyes were batting innocently, in contrast with those unsettling red orbs.

“Kai winner?”

Nya snickered.

“I don’t think so, buddy.”

“Then why Kai try?”

She wanted to poke fun on the matter, to her own amusement and to see Lloyd broke down in adorable giggles, but her eyes were still on her brother. His eyes were fixed, his smile radiant, as he almost hit someone passing by. Despite their family falling apart, he was still the same.

She smiled, half-hugging Lloyd, deciding she could watch this massacre for a bit longer.

“He’s just Kai, you’ll realize it soon enough.”

***

Déjà-vu.

It had been years since they had been together at the fair. Since then, their family had expanded quite a lot, his brother was now a ninja and his sister a samurai. Even so, when Lloyd stepped onto the fields of Ignacia for the local winter fair, he felt it extremely familiar.

Especially for the way Kai was aiming at the gallery once again.

“How about we do something else?” Nya, the ever so rational, pointed at a long line of booths with ornaments. “To change the routine, you know?”

“Nope, this is a mission.”

“Not even the blacksmith booth? We can poke fun at easy mistakes!”

“Tempting, but no. This is the year.” Kai raised his fist to the sky, as to make a statement of some sort. To think that this guy had defeated an evil warlord and was on its way to take care of a population of snake-like people… “This time, I will get the price I’ve been longing for! I’ve been trained so hard for this, I will not let destiny dictate his actions!” This had to be the effect of being a part of a team of hero. Speeches.

Lloyd didn’t necessarily mind this novelty, the other guys were fun, especially to prank. When Nya was taken by Lord Garmadon he didn’t think this was going to be the outcome once Kai came back from the rescue mission, but having more brothers was cool. It was cool.

Although, in all of this, the blonde was kind of… there.

Nya gave him a soft elbow, grinning.

“Do you think he’s gonna realize that the game is rigged this time?”

Lloyd smiled back.

“I think he should be able to hit the target now, so maybe? I wonder if he’ll give up once the jig is up.” They both new, in their hearts, it was not likely. Lloyd looked at the ground, his tiny legs almost tripping on a little stone. “Nya?” His sister hummed. “It’s been a while and I grew up a few inches since last time, you know…” She was already furrowing her eyebrows, but he ignored it and continued. “Can I also have a mech suit??” He closed his eyes and opened them in the best puppy eyes he could muster.

His sister gave him a stone-cold glare. She used to swoon all the time, but with the years she realized when he used his powers for bad or good. This time was bad, from her point of view.

“You’re not putting yourself in danger like that!”

“But Nya! There are serpentines all over the place! I need protection!”

“Then get to training! Ask sensei Wu, I’m sure he would be happy to train you!” Lloyd couldn’t hold back a shiver, Nya let out a snort. “You really don’t like him, do you? He’s really kind and wise, you know? You only have to learn from him.”

It was true and, ideally, Lloyd knew he could have trained with a master of martial arts whenever he wanted to. Yet he couldn’t bring himself to, Wu had something weird about him, he seemed a bit reserved around him. It wasn’t apparent, but the blonde was almost sure that sometimes the old master stared at him with a far look, like he was trying to understand something. Lloyd was not looking forward to whatever that was, he didn’t want to stick around the man when he found out.

Even so, the old master was being a huge help and he was training his siblings, so he wasn’t going to accuse him of anything. He simply shrugged, focusing elsewhere.

Like Kai groaning out loud. He really did improve physically, he had started the game in a jiffy.

“Come on! Why??” He stared at the balls like they were going to reveal some massive secret if he glared long enough. The old man, even older now, was chuckling almost evilly. “Well, if you think I’m giving up now, think again! I’m a powerful warrior now!” Quite curious that the ‘ninja never quit’ chant was so unequivocally him. Perhaps he was born to be a ninja.

Nya sighed, crossing her arms.

“Well, I guess this feels like home more than anything. Too bad the guys couldn’t come.” Apparently, there were fairs at their homes as well in this period, while Zane had decided to tag along with sensei Wu. “We should bring them along sometimes.”

Lloyd’s heart shivered for a moment. He shrugged again.

“I guess. But then… wouldn’t it be not our thing anymore?” He immediately went silent after that. He liked the other ninja, but it also felt like he was being left behind.

If he couldn’t fight, what was he good for?

“Oh. Right.” Nya smiled, pulling him in a little hug, like she always did. “Then maybe we keep this for ourselves, and bring the guys to the summer festival? Besides, Jay would have too much fun making fun of Kai like this.” As on cue their brother screamed again, a small ember detaching from his forehead like it was sweat. Their team joker would have totally had the time of his life, and it was too easy like that.

Lloyd let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding, looking at his courageous brother, and his confident sister. They were getting stronger, braver, they were moving forward. He didn’t want them to get too great for him to get close to.

Could he become a part of their new adventure, in some way?

***

Today was personal, like it had been every single year. Yet for once, Kai didn’t feel elated by the prospect of the challenge, he felt a rush of anxiety and need.

He had to win this time. There were no other options.

“Hey, slow down! We’re right behind you!” He could hear the steps behind him, and the comparison to a year ago almost made him tear up. Instead of steady steps and lighter ones, there were two pair of confident sounds following him. “Yes, we know where you’re headed, but why not slow down for once? It’s a celebration after all!”

Nya wasn’t wrong. They had defeated the Overlord, the world was saved. Wu’s brother had been saved, disappearing right after with a mysterious glare, but they could celebrate nonetheless.

Kai wanted to, he really did. But not before doing what he had to.

“I will rest once I get what I’ve been after for years, and now that we’re Ninjago’s saviors, I have proof that nothing can stop me!” He beamed when he saw the same shooting gallery with the same run down sign and the same grinning old man. “It happens today!”

He felt a sigh behind his back, and he shivered a little. It had been a while since the Tomorrow’s Tea incident, but a part of him was not used to it. Lloyd sounded old. Too old.

“Yeah, I heard it before.” He sounded grown-up. Too grown-up.

“We both did, and I’m starting to wonder if this is not about showing off like usual.” Nya walked in front of him, giving him a look. “You’ve been obsessed with winning that teddy bear for years now, what’s with that? Is this really just to prove yourself?” Her eyes got sharper with time, she could get whatever she wanted with her skills. She grew up too, just like that.

Kai breathed, feeling the weight of that promise going up to get out. He felt stupid about it, like he finally realized that if it mattered only to him, then perhaps it didn’t matter at all.

He was a ninja, now. But he was a brother, first.

“It… it was for you, at the beginning.” He confessed at last, making Nya widen her eyes. “When we were kids. I wasn’t too sure how to deal with a baby, but you liked toys, so I wanted to give it to you. Then mom and dad… left.” He winced at the pain in his heart, but he ignored it. “You were so sad, I wanted to cheer you up in some way. Then Lloyd came around and joined the family.” His little brother blinked. “Again, kids were never my specialty, so I wanted to welcome him in some way. Things got hectic after that, you guys were always into messed and I didn’t know how to solve them.” He rubbed his neck. “I wanted to make you happy.” He blushed. So embarrassing.

He barely had the time to register his shame when Nya launched herself into a hug, followed immediately by Lloyd. Kai’s throat felt heavy. How many times did he risk losing them lately? How many more in the future? All without him achieving something this simple?

Lloyd grinned tearfully at him.

“You’re such a dummy.” Oh, this brat. Kai was so ready to retort with a comment about his hair or something. “You saved me from a volcano, what else do you wanna do for me?” He decided not to.

He was the master of fire now, yet that heat was impossible to forget.

“And you came to rescue me when Lord Garmadon took me, did you forget about that already?” Nya snickered, like seeing her being taken away hadn’t been Kai’s worst memory. Yet she was here now. They were both here. Because of him? “You’ve taken care of us, just like we took care of you. We all got each other, always, so why do you think you need to prove anything?” She was giving him the look. The one of judgement, whenever she proved to be smarter.

She usually was, so was Lloyd. His siblings were strong and smart, and he genuinely was appalled with how much meaning they gave to his life. Maybe he was overthinking this, maybe this little game truly didn’t matter, but whenever he looked at them like this the pride got him to the point of urging him to do something, anything, to make them happy.

Kai sighed at the extremely determined eyes in front of him. They were relentless, as he himself usually was, it was interesting being on the receiving end.

“I know it’s no big deal, but I still wanted to win that…”

“I’m pretty sure you can buy a cheaper version in any shop at Ninjago City.” Nya crossed her arms. She wasn’t wrong, although it was still a bit weird getting used to the big city. “Besides, should you really keep giving money to a business based on a scam?”

The master of fire blinked. Several times.

“A what?”

“Really, Kai?” Lloyd snickered, shaking his head. “That game is rigged, those cups are never gonna fall by normal means. You’re telling me you never knew this?”

Shame. Embarrassment. Humiliation.

How was he supposed to know something like this?? Sure, when he was young the old man was particularly delighted whenever he missed a shot, sure, when he got better the cups were exceptionally hard to hit, sure, there were laughs behind every mistake of his like it was all a premeditated game, sure, he had never actually got a single cup down from that forsaken shelf, sure, the old man might have had a case full of tools in the back of his booth for whatever reason given how old this whole establishment was and…

… oh. He was so happy the guys were not here.

Although Lloyd was laughing so hard he probably did it for them too.

Nya giggled as well, grabbing his arm and pulling him away, under the very humorous eyes of the old man at that same chair, wearing that same toothless grin in his direction. He must have had a blast these years, seeing that challenge failing again and again.

Kai pouted.

“He shouldn’t make fun of a fire ninja.”

“It’s a bit hard showing that off when you don’t have a fire weapon.” Lloyd shrugged. “That man is annoying, but we can’t exactly do much about it.”

That felt like a defeat, which he did not like. But when his little brother held his other arm, and the three of them found themselves just enjoying the winter fair of their beloved Ignacia, Kai managed to forget about that humiliation for just a moment. He didn’t need to prove anything, it was a hard lesson to learn. Luckily, he had people to repeat it for him until it stuck.

***

The old man missed making fun of the Smith kid.

It had been a couple of years now, in which while Ninjago City got hit by the worst possible, he managed to keep himself safe and sound in the pacific Ignacia. Perhaps that bunch of brats got the worst of the disasters, which would have been quite the hit for him – mostly regarding his profit, as the brunette one was his best stupid client. There were voices about whatever was going on out there, between snakes, ghosts and even ninja.

A bunch of stories, if you asked him. Like heroes were a thing. Ninjago was simply too strong of a land to die like that, he was sure of it. There was no other reason.

When he saw him, he thought he was mistaken. Nope, not with that hair.

“Looks like something came back, at last! I thought you got devoured by those fake snakes!” He laughed like mad, glad to be able to bring some money back to his pocket. “Ready for the challenge once again? You’re fired up yet?”

His sister groaned, the other brother as well. What did he say?

His best client grinned, grabbing a ball.

“As a matter of fact…” It took a second. The ball caught fire, it was thrown, and all three piles were destroyed in an instant. “… I am.”

The old man felt his jaw dislocating.

“Wow, you didn’t even have to come up with some sort of fire pun on your own.” The blondie raised an eyebrow, like magic did not happen right in front of his eyes. “I can’t believe we made our way here from the monastery just for you to actually do this, we told you that you don’t have to- ah.” The brunette took one of the plushies at the booth, a green one with a flowery hat, and handed it to his brother. “… thanks, Kai.” He looked a bit flushed, likely a bit embarrassed by the exchange. It would have been wholesome was not for the fire.

The sister got handed a blue teddy bear with a little jacket, she hugged it in a child-like giggle.

“Alright, these are cute, maybe Ninjago City wouldn’t make them better.”

Then the guy, Kai, took the biggest one at the stand, the one he had been eyeing since he was a kid. It had a big red bow on the neck. He grinned.

“As I said, you’re coming with me.” He placed it on his shoulders, like it was a kid. He waved at the old man. “I win this time! Told you!” He smiled victoriously. He didn’t seem as naïve now. What did he go through after all this time? “See you next year!”

They turned around, walking together towards who knew where, and the old man found himself thinking of this moment. Was this it? Was he never going to see them again?

Then the fire made sense, their attires, the stories. He realized who he had seen grown up until now.

He laughed, once again, like always with these kids.

“I’ll have a better challenge ready! Just you wait!”

#ninjagosecretsanta2023 #ninjagosecretsanta #ninjago #kai ninjago #ninjago kai #kai smith #nya smith #ninjago nya #lloyd garmadon #ninjago lloyd #ninjago fanfiction #fanfiction #rgb siblings

[morallyinept]

Jett, I have a question for you and I know you might enjoy this. Maybe you won’t.

You are stuck in an elevator with Dieter, just you and him for eight hours and I want to know what you think would happen. What would that trash panda of a person do if stuck in an elevator and how would you handle it? What would it progress like?

Love, me.

Hey Lovely! 🖤

So like, I have a genuine fear of being trapped in enclosed spaces (blame it on being actually trapped in an elevator in my youth 😬). So it's safe to say that I'd already be panicking. Big time! Couple that with being stuck in an elevator with none other than Dieter Fucking Bravo, and there's a good chance I'd have already passed on to the afterlife... 💀

However, this is fictional delulu land where anything goes, tra la la, so in this scenario, Dieter and I alone in a lift together would probably go something like this...

First of all, I'm of the firm belief that Dieter is an epic sweetheart. He gets lumbered with this trashy kind of persona (which if you watch The Bubble, he's actually far from it; he's this artistic, yearning for affection type soul, who can't really cope with being on his own and without human interaction/touch, which only makes him lean further into his neuroses, but I digress 🤓) and that's cool if it's everyone's head canon - it's fun! But in mine, he's much more soft and attentive, because D himself wants soft and attentive.

So I envision him calming me down, by offering me a myriad of pills he fishes out from his coat pocket, unsure of what of they are actually - there's probably a Xanax in there somewhere - but it's the thought that counts, right?

Plus, he's wearing that fuzzy teddy coat of his and elevators aren't the warmest places with all that metal - you're stuck hanging in a shaft dangling precariously on bootlace thin cables, so it's bound to get a bit chilly, and I'd be shivering a bit also with the fear. So Dieter being the big softie he is, would take his coat off and let me wear it to stay warm. But then, he'd get cold too eventually (you see where this is going, right?) so we'd have no choice to share, so I'd be all snuggled up against his soft belly listening to him tell me about all his bawdy shenanigans in the biz. He'd have a melted KitKat in his pocket too and would share it with me. Aaw. 🥹

We'd play stupid games to pass the time, like I Spy. But when stuck in an elevator, it won't take us long to work our way through guessing that we're every numbered button on the panel. So we'll play Truth Or Dare instead, and Dieter would ask me a truth question about whether I find him attractive or not. (Hint: I do!) And then I'd dare him to kiss me. (Hint: He does!) And then he'd ask if I want to have sex with him, because d'uh.

And well, let's just say I soon forget that I'm trapped at all, as Dieter finds plenty of ways to distract me... I mean, you said we have eight hours, right?

In the words of Dieter himself: "That's a lot of sex." 😏

This was such a fun Ask, thank you.

Love you! 🖤

#pedro pascal #dieter bravo #jett's asks #dickin' around with Dieter

[dat-town]

careful what you wish for

never seen circus masterpost

Characters: fae!Yeonjun & female reader

Setting & genre: magical realism au

Summary: You had grown up listening to stories about the power of love and you ached for a love story like that. Yet, you are only granted tragic ones. Little do you know that it’s because of the fae that granted your wish.

Warnings: general creepiness of an eerie circus, emotional manipulation, heartbreak, curses

Words: 2.5k

For @restlessmaknae, happy D-1 <3

Many people came to Yeonjun with their wishes.

Hearsay had it, he had the power to grant humans what their fragile hearts desired. In a way it was truer than most rumours about the circus but being benevolent wasn’t in the nature of dark faes. Treachery was though, so he smiled pretty, promised the naively hopeful people that their wishes were going to turn true but didn’t warn them about the consequences. About every wish having a bitter pay-off. How else could it have been fun to him? Watching a man win the lottery wasn’t nearly as entertaining as watching him losing the money almost as fast. He had never granted a wish out of the goodwill of his heart as it was cold and full of thorns.

Although Yeonjun missed living in a forest, he had the time of his life in the circus. Faes liked chaos and riddles and challenges, they liked twisting their words and playing with humans’ emotions. And the circus boasted an abundance of desperate visitors each and every time. Some wanted to know about their future, about their fortune or their love. Others wanted to watch magic happen and take their future’s matters into their own hands. Or so they thought. Yeonjun wasn’t the only one at the circus who enjoyed the suffering of humans, after all.

It was a day like any other when you walked into the circus. You were in awe watching the acrobatics and fire show in the main tent and won a teddy bear at ring tossing only to lose it a corner away before you walked by him. You brought the scent of books and roses with you and the spirit of someone genuine and full of hope. Yeonjun’s favourite kind of victim.

He was sitting on top of the wishing well, engulfed in darkness, watching your every move with a sinister smile. He saw the way you faltered, glancing at the deep well and the sign encouraging you to toss a coin and make a wish. He could tell you wanted to but something was holding you back. After some pondering eventually you turned your back to the attraction and the fae boy you couldn’t see. Yeonjun pouted, disappointed, and sent fireflies after you, hoping they would lure you back. He wasn’t allowed to coerce you into making a wish but there was nothing against something as innocent as that.

The parade of the circus was still going on when you eventually found your way. Yeonjun tilted his head as he watched you approach, tentative and shy, almost as if you were unsure whether you should be there at all. Interesting. Most people who visited the circus just wanted to have fun, they didn’t think more into their actions. It was a kind of part of the enchantment as well, one that could unravel people’s true feelings. They didn’t know they wouldn’t remember it at the end of the day, that they could only live the consequences of their actions but there was something in the air, something that helped humans put down the mask they wore. So why were you so careful?

Still, you slowly stepped to the well, golden coin trapped between your slim fingers. The light gleamed upon the metal piece the same as stars were reflected in your doe eyes. You turned the coin a few times between your fingers then lifted it to your rosy lips, kissing it goodbye with hushed, bashful words.

“Please, I wish to fall in love,” you whispered barely audible even to the fae’s amplified hearing. Then you tossed the coin into the well and let out a little sigh when you heard the money hit the water with a little splash.

Even as you walked away, Yeonjun could tell the genuine desire in your heart to finally find a love everybody was talking about. You wanted to feel devoted, to be cared for, to have a love you would have given up everything. Such a naive little thing, the boy thought with a wicked smile in the corner of his mouth.

It was no question he would grant your wish, oh he will! He would give you a love story, or even love stories, you would never be able to forget. Because you forgot the most important thing when it was about wishes: the devil was in the details. Or in this case, a dark fae was.

You had grown up reading fairy tales about princesses and knights, poor girls and princes, good daughters and loyal soldiers. You ached to feel that kind of fluttering feeling in your chest, to be held, to cook for somebody, to just be someone's. You knew the stories always had some kind of obstacles in front of the lovers, if not dragons or similar dangers then class difference or politics, so realistically speaking you knew that not even those love stories were easy. Yet, if it meant that you could find the one, the one for you, you believed you would have endured everything in the name of love.

However, you would have never imagined yourself visiting a wishing well, pleading to fall in love. Somehow it felt like cheating but on the other hand, it was just a harmless little wish, wasn't it? That's what you told yourself as you turned the coin between your fingers before letting it drop into the well.

Then you forgot about it. But unbeknownst to you, something changed.

You had always fell in love with the idea of people but being too shy, you had never initiated anything. Now, the people you had interest in suddenly noticed you and the more you interacted with them the more it felt real, like love. Until your heart broke.

First, it was the boy from the bookstore. He had a lovely smile and always greeted you kindly, but now he even remembered your name, asked how your day was and talked with you for minutes (what felt like hours) about the books you were currently reading. He felt like a soulmate, making your heart flutter with his genuine curiosity and like-mindedness but then just after he proposed having a coffee together some day, it turned out that he had to move away.

You were quite saddened but around that time you met the newbie barista at your favourite coffee shop who remembered your order and tried to make you smile when you were having a bad day. You fell in love because of the heart next to your name on the cup.

Then the old high school classmate whom you accidentally ran into on the street and told you that you should catch up and reminisce about nostalgic memories.

And it continued like that:

The helpful stranger at the supermarket picking up your rolled away oranges.

The neighbour who brought over the letter that had been mistakenly delivered to him.

The clumsy tourist on the metro asking you for directions.

You felt your heart flutter with the hope of love with all of them. One after another. But it all inevitably led to heartbreak. Without fail. They all left. Or weren't available. Or it just wasn't the right time.

But you truly believed that it would change some day, that you would find true love, one that was worth waiting for. You didn't give up, didn't lose hope. You wiped your tears away as a firefly flew by you.

Yeonjun watched your heart break time after time. It was a wicked game he played, fueled by the darkness he had grown accustomed to. But he also watched you smile at the old lady the next day, asking about her granddaughter or taking out your sick neighbour's dog for a walk. He knew that your heart had been shattered and patched and yet you still showed kindness to everybody around you. He told himself that the reason why he found himself being drawn to you was because he didn't understand it: how you had so much love to give when your heart was so fragile, when none of those whom you had fallen in love with loved you back truly or not enough. He couldn't break you and he just couldn't comprehend how. What kept you going?

It felt like fate when you walked back into his web. Not remembering your last time he wondered whether you were about to make the same wish or you had become smarter since then. However, this time he didn't want to leave it to luck, to just watch you from afar, through firefly eyes. So when you walked by his well, he stepped out of the shadows and shoulders straight, eyes sharp he called after you.

"Miss. You dropped this," he held out a golden coin to you, a cheap trick but it was worth seeing the embarrassed blush on your cheeks as you checked your pockets and purse after spinning around. You were so lost, so clueless, he couldn't help but smile, sickeningly sweet. "Were you about to make a wish?"

You glanced at him briefly, taking in the sight of a lean boy in a silken white shirt tucked in brown pants, his skin glittering under the stars. His dark locks were long and messy but not unkempt, rather artfully styled and the accessories he wore seemed like having little stories to them each. But with his human features and pointy ear hidden, the fae was sure you wouldn’t be able to tell the difference between him and a simple boy.

"No, I– I'm not sure," you mumbled, shy, but oh with centuries behind him Yeonjun was nothing but a patient man.

"About what?" He asked, tilting his head curiously, watching your reactions closely.

"About what to wish for."

Oh. Well, he didn’t expect that. Humans were greedy little creatures after all, almost as much as his kind, they always had wishes. Even if they had all the riches of the world and all the power, they always wanted more.

“Isn’t that supposed to be easy? You should wish for what you want,” he explained, confused, but you just smiled, kind.

“What I want is something simple but it’s not just about me. If it’s supposed to be, it will happen anyways, won’t it?” Your words were nicely phrased and thought out, but Yeonjun wasn’t sure whether you were trying to convince him or yourself. Either way, who could have trusted destiny so much when they had a chance to have a say in their lives? 

“Keep it. You can use it to make a wish yourself,” you pointed at the coin in his hands and turned back around, ready to go, leaving the flabbergasted fae behind.

It had been so long since he had last been treated so kindly even if it was such a simple gesture, even if you didn’t know anything about him that he couldn’t just let you leave like that.

“Hey, wait up,” he caught up with you on long legs, slowing down only next to you, flashing you a charming smile. “What if I want to use it to have an excuse to stay by your side?”

Yeonjun watched you blush pretty and try to hide your smile. You didn’t say anything but let him tag along. You told him your name once he introduced himself as well and you talked a bit while walking around in the circus, him making sure you saw the most stunning parts of this mystical realm. He told you there were better things out there than the illusionist’s performance as he urged you to follow him. He summoned fireflies when you walked in the dark and watched your eyes widen in wonder upon seeing them. He watched a smile tug on your lips when a raven sat on his shoulder and nipped at his ear. The closer he lured you to the borderland of his world, the more entranced you looked and oh, still it was him whose heart skipped a beat when you grabbed him by the wrist before he could have tripped in tree roots he hadn’t paid attention to. Watching you get shy once again, his once-immune heart began to thaw.

“Can you tell me what you would have wished for?” He asked in a whisper, his fingers playing with the dark hair strand obstructing your view.

“Love,” you said, simply, with a nostalgic smile of somebody wiser. “I used to want to fall in love but I realised that’s the easy part. Keep loving is harder.”

Now, that was a lesson learned, but Yeonjun wasn’t satisfied.

“Why is that?”

“Isn’t it always so easy to find and lose something? Keeping things requires constant care,” you said matter-of-factly and the fae boy thought of how he believed it was how things were supposed to work: nothing ever stayed. He also always took back what he gave. It was vicious and selfish but things had always been like this. Not for you though. “You know, for a long time I thought I was unlovable. But then I realised that if even I didn’t love myself, how could I have expected others to do so? I finally learned to accept myself like this, with my flaws and all, and now I feel like I have love to give to others too. Love isn’t a limited resource, it multiplies.”

The more you spoke, sincerity and goodness in your words and beliefs, the more Yeonjun lost his grasp on reality. He thought he knew how the world was: cold, harsh and full of terrible, fallible people. But the way you saw the world was so strikingly different. He used many human emotions to manipulate them: hope, trust, love… He only saw how it made them weak and vulnerable. He hadn’t seen the side when these things could make somebody strong. He thought he had lived like this, in a realm where intentions were never simple and never selfless, too long for things to change, that he was always going to live a life in which people either hate or fear him. Yet, the way you looked at him as if you knew his secret and it didn’t scare you, Yeonjun didn’t know what to do with it.

He stumbled backwards, yanking his arm out of your hold as if you burnt him. He looked at you in horror as he felt his heartbeat pick up its rhythm. He knew this feeling all too well even if he hadn’t felt it himself before.

You had wished to fall in love but deep down, you wanted nothing less than a love like in fairy tales. The kind of twisted, forbidden love people fought wars for.

And Yeonjun granted it to you with inevitable subsequent heartbreak without knowing that he himself would fall victim to this vicious cycle of love and heartbreak.

It was his own doing, the consequences of his cruel actions, and now both of you were going to pay the price because it was not easy to cast aside the curse of a fae, to untangle the threads of his dark magic. But if he didn’t find a way, he knew that he was going to love you.

And lose you.

#series: never seen circus #txt x reader #yeonjun x reader #txt angst #yeonjun angst #stories

[eldritch-spouse]

Pretty pill has been living in my head rent free so now as a humble Breg whore I am requesting his s/o to be the one to do a bit of that to him... TL:DR Breggy's s/o humps him at night

[Looking for some cold-blooded revenge, eh? Also, thank you very much, glad you enjoyed Pretty Pill.]

[Also, let me just take a moment to reiterate that, for these kinds of asks, I will resort to writing the reader as female. I can attempt to use neutral terms, but writing from the perspective of a male is a little uncomfortable and difficult for me. By no means does that imply that my characters are off-limits for male readers, go wild.]

(Minors dni)

TW: Starts out as dubcon, somnophilia

It's only fair, isn't it?

You’ve known Breg has done a myriad of disgusting things to you in the past, when he thought you were in a deep sleep. Granted, he has stopped doing such shortly after he met you, and while you did shamefully enjoy some of his nightly attention, none of that excuses the fact that he’s irredeemable and in dire need of some discipline.

You don’t like to think of yourself as stupid, however, it took longer than it should have for you to put two and two together. There was always a little nudge in the back of your mind wondering if Breg had been the one to touch you all those nights ago, if he had been the reason behind some of your misplaced items- But he was always so tentative around you, bashful even, it was hard to picture someone as anxious as him doing anything remotely disrespectful like that. Though within a short period of meeting Breg, your image of the monster has shifted dramatically, taking twists and turns as you juggle between being mildly scared and flattered to no end. His inability to school facial expressions declares his every sin, all it took was light prying for him to admit most of the deeds he had shamelessly done behind your back.

Breg is capable of being the most considerate, awkwardly charming guy out there and make you feel like the rarest gem in the world- But he’s equally able to test boundaries and suffocate your freedom at the drop of a hat. You’re understandably in a very frustrating back and forth, loathing yourself for not setting your foot down when you should just because you don’t want to see the look of hurt on the breeder’s face when you do speak up.

This is your fault. You got yourself into this mess, you accepted Breg even though he’s far from stable, you let him stay in your home and sleep in the same bed as you- Knowing exactly what he did! There are times where you truly question what makes you put up with Breg. Especially after what happened today, when the monster who insisted on coming with you to see your best friend nearly slipped his claws around their neck for merely kissing your cheek. Diffusing that situation was not only tricky but also definitely cost you some points with your dear friend. Dreadful. Everyone you know is losing trust in you because of Breg's behavior…

Just thinking about it has you stressed out. You don’t need more stress, you need revenge.

Rare are the nights when Breg falls asleep sooner than you. Initially, you assumed he just forced himself to stay up so he could touch you in your sleep later, but after pretending to slumber numerous times and only ever feeling Breg's hand play with your hair, you dropped that hypothesis. He later told you his kind doesn't need that much sleep compared to humans, he just chooses to nap with you at night for the sake of it. There appear to be moments when breeders really need their rest however, because Breg's been limp like a corpse next to you for more than an hour now. And as per usual, you're trapped between his spindly arms like a child's favorite teddy bear, covers thrown off, huffing and puffing because you're the one that can't sleep tonight.

" Stop crushing me! " You grumble quietly when Breg unconsciously squeezes your front against his chest again. The hopeless monster just rumbles unintelligible nonsense and pulls harder.

Thoroughly annoyed, you glance up to see his mouth partially open, drooling on your pillow. God damnit. Carefully freeing a hand, you attempt to grab his chin and close it yourself, stalling when the monster's face scrunches up upon reflexively detecting something in close proximity. Bad idea, he might bite your fingers off… You don't get to do much of anything when you feel Breg slide his chin into your palm further, features back to a soft, smooth white canvas. If he wasn't such a trigger-happy idiot when he's awake, you'd call him adorable.

Something wet pokes at the tip of your index, and you realize, with no small amount of marvel, that Breg's licking you. It's as if his lower brain is trying to find out what's parked at his mouth without waking him up. He's very responsive when he's asleep. It sure would be a shame if someone took advantage of that. Or the fact that he sleeps naked.

You're not even ashamed of what you're planning. He did this to you before without a care in the world, why shouldn't you have the same right? Why shouldn't you give Breg a taste of his own intrusive medicine?

Wandering digits flirt with Breg's long neck, dipping to the front of his chest where he takes steady breaths. You've always admired how, in spite of it looking as if Breg has little muscle mass, there is definitely a palpable amount of raw strength beneath that skin. He's well defined. There's a certain thrill to having a monster so much more lethal than yourself bend to nearly all your whims. The curiosity within you swells now that you know Breg isn't awake, taking the opportunity to drift past his stomach to the long tail messily draped over his legs. You've always wanted to touch it, kind of like how people sometimes have the urge to grab a cat's fluffy tail as it sways.

It twitches under your touch, the end flicking back and forth in an attempt to bat you away. It's surprisingly heavy. Slowly following the appendage up to the base of Breg's spine, you're startled by a sudden jerk of his leg. Hm. Sensitive, are we? You smirk, gripping the root of his tail none too gently, being rewarded with a soft whine and an impulsive horse buck of Breg's hips that jostles you up like a spring. It takes a small miracle for you to believe that the girly yelp you let out didn't wake him up.

You glance down to see what's going on clearly, spotting the nearly imperceptible slit on Breg's pelvis already slightly flushed. Of course. It takes so very little to rev him up, it's incredible actually. You know the breeder can't help that, but what he can do is work on self-control, something he constantly ignores. Fingertips hover pensively on his lower abdomen, your moral compass chiding you for wanting to touch the monster's privates directly.

But then, what is the point in hesitating, when you distinctly recall him doing the same to you? Clear as water, you remember the sensation of Breg's fingers stroking your bare pussy, the way he mouthed at it, fucking mounted you like an animal, greedily pushed his own seed inside of you- Yeah no, he deserves no ounce of consideration. You'll do what you want.

Admittedly, it takes some effort to shimmy out of your pajama bottoms when your clingy eight foot ex-stalker has you in a near chokehold, but the power of pettiness and mild arousal enables you. Letting off steam will probably exhaust you enough to sleep anyway. Getting Breg to lay on his back however, is a whole other story. He won't budge.

" Ugh- Come on you big fuckin- Move! "

The only way you can achieve such is by essentially propelling yourself into his embrace hard enough to tip him over. Breg flops down gracelessly and makes a slight startled snore but otherwise shows no signs of waking up. Interesting, so he needs less sleep, but when he does require rest he can slumber through anything. Informative. Shelving that for later... Nonetheless, the resulting position still has you somewhat trapped under his "hug-hold", legs spread at the monster's sides. You suppose it makes things a little easier actually.

Knowing that by doing this you are only sinking a tenth as low as Breg, you have no qualms about adjusting yourself and grinding lightly upon the breeder's now bulging slit, hard enough to get real friction from it. Breg shifts slightly, legs spasming. Poor baby, someone ruin your beauty sleep? It predictably takes very little for the tips of his twin lengths to poke out, the rest of his members easily goaded forth by the circular motion of your full hips over them. And by God if Breg's generously textured cocks aren't perfect for this. The ridges on the underside bump against your clitoris repeatedly, offering sharp waves of pleasure that have you effectively see-sawing shamelessly over your unhinged stalker-turned-tentative boyfriend. 

Breg hums, the sound starting low and quiet yet rising to that familiar high and needy tone you're so familiar with. As if begging through the fog of sleep. He chuffs and unconsciously attempts to bring you closer, now clutching tensely at your back while you steadily coat his dicks in your own arousal. There's a distressed pout on his face, like this isn't enough for him, you only grin wider as you apply more pressure. The reaction is instant, your monster thrusts aimlessly again, half-groaning in sleep-induced confusion. Right, the part of his lizard brain that's active right now is likely questioning why he isn't inside of his mate.

You think he looks downright adorable like this, twitching and whining incoherently in frustration while you pleasure yourself with his body, not a care in the world. Payback, cry about it. Breg's needful mewls only rise in frequency the faster you rock against him, and in your effort to make him tremble, you climb high enough to see stars. Your orgasm hits fast, dirty and satisfying. Admittedly, it's not easy to stay quiet in the throes of an orgasm, especially not with your cunt fluttering in desperation for something to fill it. You sink onto the breeder's figure with a strangled moan and subsequently soak him in cum, hearing even more desperate vocalizations from the sleeping monster you just heartlessly blue-balled.

Yeah, serves you right beanpole…

In retrospect, this was a terrible idea. You really don't feel like cleaning up right now. Some part of you, probably that quiet smidge of dignity still kicking, questions if you really are any better than the pervert you just humped until climax. You don't even think to question why he's gone so still until the sensation of claws roughly cupping the fat of your ass registers. You can sense Breg's salacious rictus parked right at your ear as he pants.

" Why did you stop? "

Was he even asleep?

#Bregory #anon I'm sorry this took so long aaaaa #tw somnophilia #tw dubious consent #yandere monster #monster x reader #tw yandere

[nevereverthem]

Imagine after sending Ms. Cuddles away that Bonnie developed insomnia which eventually led to Kai becoming Mr. Cuddles 🥰

TVD :

Given the moment this happens, I couldn't get myself to make her lose sleep and end up in Kai's arms as if they didn't mutually stabbed each other not so long ago. Since I kind of try to stick to how the character was written.... before the merge, he doesn't show much empathetic pretty feelings.

So here's my version, with a little twist.

PS : I intended it to be quite short but got carried away. I ended up talking about numerous things before getting to the point, but I hope you'll still enjoy the story.

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May 10th 1994, prison world.

An eclipse. Kai Parker. Bonnie Bennett.

She was chanting a spell that would bring them back to their world.... It stopped abruptly. She's lost her magic. In fact, she's just put her magic in her beloved Miss Cuddles, sending the teddy bear to the 2010's.

Kai's cry resonated through the cave. He walk-rushed right to Bonnie.

_ Where's the stupid bear ?

_ Oh, it's gone. I guess we're stuck here. Forever.

She holds his gaze, whispering.

_ Sorry.

He inhales loudly, an incredulous laugh escaping his mouth.

_ Bonnie, Bonnie, Bonnie.... You'll regret this.

His psycho smile's been replaced by a menacing expression.

_ I don't think so.

She seems confident, despite being aware of the fact she's locked herself up with a killer. She couldn't let him out of this prison, in the present, murdering more members of his family.

_ You lost your powers. You've doomed us to be stuck here for damn eternity ! You think you had it bad during four months ? Try eighteen years. Alone. 'Cause, I suppose you don't fancy a truce with the enemy around a nice diner.

_ I'd rather die starved and dehydrated under the burning sun than spend one more day with you around.

He huffs in response.

_ Right.... You'll want me back. Somehow. When you've gone insane from the loneliness. No sounds at all, except from yours. Tired of your own voice, you'd rather punch your face than to hear one more syllable come out of your mouth. When you're on the verge of suicide, with no escape from your own mind.... When all of your being craves the only thing left, human company....

He slides a hand in his pocket, pulling out his pager.

_ Beep me ! 555hikai. I'll come and watch the show.

The last thing Bonnie sees is Kai's sadistic grin growing on his face. Then she turns her back, determined to get as far away from him as possible.

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The witch spends several more months in this prison world, going through the routine she had with Damon, now on her own. It seems like Kai didn't bother following her to haunt her days. She's stopped being useful to him after all.

At first she's holding on, hoping Damon got the teddy bear. Her friends will find a way, they'll come and get her out of here. She's counting on them, as they counted on her so many times. She concentrates her thoughts on happy memories with her friends. She counts the days to keep tract of the real time. When supposed-Christmas season comes, she even decorates a tree with garlands and christmas bulbs. Shortly after, she's hit by a wave of angry desperation and burns the tree. Who does she fake happiness for ?

A few more months later, it all becomes unbearable. It's her birthday. She's still in that hellhole. Alone. She's read every book she could find, searched every mystical object. Nothing. No way out. She's been stuck in this place for nearly a year now and she's had enough.

In a last celebration, she finally decides to open the bottle of bourbon Damon and her had made a pact on. After drinking three quarter of the bottle, she walks to the garage, closing the outside door. She starts the car so the carbon monoxide begins filling the room. Then, she slumps down the floor, back against the vehicle.

A camera in hands, she presses the recording button and starts talking.

_ I'm Bonnie Bennett, locked in a time loop in 1994. Elena, Damon, whoever.... Hi. If you find that video, it means you've managed your way in. It means you didnt give up on me....

Tears start gathering in her eyes.

_ I miss you. I miss you so much.... I miss saying hi to strangers, ordering diner in a restaurant, laughing with my friends. Every day with no one to talk to. Going weeks without speaking. The loneliness....

She bumps her head onto the car behind, crying....

_ I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.... I can't.... I promise I tried....

Her sobbing turns into a cough.

_ You know, Kai told me I wouldn't last long. I almost miss him.

She chuckles at her own statement, tears running down her cheeks.

_ You hear that Damon ? I miss that sociopathic murderer. Not that I'd ever forgive his manipulation, the arrow shoot, the chasing, the manhandling.... but I'd settle for a talk. He's the only human left here, wherever he might be. It'd be a hell of a last talk but...

She pauses a second, pondering.

_ I can't let him win. I'm stronger. I know I am.

She immediately stops the video, forcing her body to rise. She stumbles. The gaz has filled her lungs, making her weak. She can't stop coughing, vision blurred. She falls to the floor, desperate to crawl outside....

Suddenly, she hears a door slam open, someone walking in her direction.... Kai !

She makes an effort to look up at him.

He's standing right beside the switch of the garage's door, holding an oxygen mask before his face. He seems.... pained ?

_ You didn't beep me.

Right before she falls into unconsciousness, the door opens, filling the room with fresh air. The last thing she sees is an arm lifting her up the floor and an oxygen mask crashing on her face.

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It's strange in here. All's kinda blurry, green-ish. She doesn't recognise the place she's in.

Two children appear in front of her, coming in her direction. Before she can realise, they both pass through her body before running away.

She's a ghost. Great ! She exhales in exasperation.

She hears knocking behind her. Turning around, she sees a woman opening a door.

_ Malachai ?

Mala.... Kai ?

Bonnie urges to the room. Nobody can see her anyway. She's faced with an unexpected picture.

A little boy's sitting on his bed, brow furrowed, a sad expression on his face.

_ You hate me !

_ No, no my love, I don't hate you.

That's his mother.

_ I already told you. It's safer that way.

_ I just wanna play with my sister.

_ You can't. We don't want you to harm her.

She's stern but soft at the same time. The boy's pleading.

_ I won't ! Please !

_ Malachai, no.

He starts sobbing, tears threatening to run down his face.

He extends his arms, reaching for a hug. The woman cries in pain. It's only a second, but it's enough to hurt her. The moment he hears her pain, young Kai removes his hands, horrified.

_ Mom ?

_ It's okay.

It's faint, but she smiles at him.

Loud stomps are heard in the stairs, the face of a man appearing in the door frame. His father.

The man doesn't say anything. He comes inside the room, wraps his arms around his wife, and carries her outside.

Just before he leaves, he glares at his son, a warning look on his face. Then, he closes the door, the lock clicks. The boy's alone.

He freezes a moment, holding back his tears.

Bonnie stays there, observing him. She can't recognise the emotionless murderer she knows in that little boy standing here, petrified from his own action.

Her train of thoughts is interrupted by shouting coming from downstairs. Little Kai slowly walks to the door, putting his head on the wood, an attempt at eavesdropping. The witch imitates him.

_ See what he did to you ?

_ He didn't mean to.

_ Of course ! Like he didn't mean to siphon his sister last week !

_ He just wanted to play....

_ We almost lost her ! That power, that thing, it kills people ! It's an abomination !

_ I know !.... But he's still our son.

The boy can't hold back anymore, he breaks down, falling to his knees by the door. A flow of tears escapes his eyes, running down to his neck, staining his shirt.

_ Kai....

Bonnie raises a hand, reaching for his cheek. Her hand disappears the moment she touches his skin, sinking through his body. She can't touch anything. Despite facing the man he became, manipulative and vengeful, she can't help but want to wipe away the tears of his younger self....

All of a sudden, the image of the boy fades. It's replaced by short fragments of discussions, people....

She sees it all pass before her eyes. The family reject, locked in his room countless times. The accidental siphonings. The pain. The addiction. The help he never get, learning by himself. Hurt turning into rage. Emotions buried away. Finally d-day. Merge refused. The snap. The killings. The banishment. Flashes of his months trying to find a way out of the prison world. His desperation. The moments he broke everything around him, punching his reflection in the mirror.... Then, all his attempted suicides. As she had just tried. The thing is, he succeeded. He actually did die. Each time. Coming back to life. Each time. Trying to kill himself for years. She saw all those times, all the suicides. Stabbing himself with a knife, throwing himself off a cliff, painkillers overdose, numerous unknown needle injections, shooting an arrow at himself, cutting his arms open with a kitchen knife, car crash, real guillotine in a museum.... She felt them all. She felt them in her body. Excruciating pain, vengeance desire, hurt, rage, fellings, despair.... Then nothing. Void. Just that feeling. They're going to suffer as much as I did.

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Bonnie snaps awake, gasping, jerking in a sitting position. She's panting, trying to catch her own breath.

She looks around. It's the Salvatore house. She's sitting on the couch next to the fireplace. She's actually sitting across someone's lap....

_ Kai !

Eyes wide, she abruptly pushes herself off of him, hands on his chest. Parts of the nightmare she just had make their way through her mind. She freezes, still too stunned to move away. Kai has an arm lazily rested around her waist, a blanket covering them both.

The man hears someone calling his name through his sleep. His eyelids open, watery from a troubled nap. He notices the eyes piercing through his own.

_ Hi ! Awake ?

The witch seems disoriented, wearing a traumatized look on her face. Kai's voice sounds too casual for the position they're in.

_ Oh, yeah, hum.... When I carried you out of the garage and took you here, you started to get all sweaty and cold. The fire and the blanket didn't help. So I figured.... the whole 'body heat' thing.... Well.

Bonnie doesn't respond. She doesn't move either. Kai waves a hand before her face. She doesn't even flinch. Given her lack of responsiveness, the man extends a leg in an attempt at walking away.

She stops him. A hand on his shoulder.

_ That was yours, right ?

The man gives her a confused look.

_ What ?

_ The nightmare... It was yours.

Now, that's his mouth whose's shut.

_ Kai ? Is this all true ? Or did you manage to feed me false visions ?

His expression's petrified, angry-sad-ish ?

_ How ? You don't have your magic back. I would have felt it. How did you-

_ I take that as a yes.

She doesn't know how it happened, how it's even possible. She must have felt him in her sleep and got into his head. She's not supposed to have her magic back. She's doesn't. But she somehow was able to get through him. All of him.

It surely doesn't feel like he's down to have that conversation. And she clearly needs time to process all she's just witnessed in her sleep. But there's one thing bugging her now. It just popped in her head. She was able to get inside his mind because she's here, alive, thanks to him....

_ How did you know I was in the garage ?

The question is enough to get the man out of his thoughts. He's expression's back to 'normal'.

_ I was watching over you.

_ You were... how ? There's nothing here you can get magic from.

A guilty smile grows on his face.

_ Hiding in a house doesn't require a cloaking spell.

The witch's dumbfounded, her mouth opening in an 'o'. She's also kind of impressed by his discreteness, and a tiny bit scared.

_ Stalker much ?

He fake-gasps, being falsy offended.

_ That stalker just saved your life !

_ Why ? You couldn't just 'enjoy the show' ?

Her quoting him after all these months sort of gives him an ego boost.

_ First, you didn't beep me, meaning you didn't know I was there, so that's no fun. Secondly, dying on your birthday ? Even I know it's pathetic. And exhaust poisoning.... Seriously ?

_ You tried it too. I saw it.

How does she.... Right, 'the nightmare'.

_ For the record, it wasn't on my first attempt.

They suddenly both fall silent. His smile fades, her expression darkens. Even though they're discussing the situation, the touchy subject of suicide affects them both too much to keep arguing.

Also, Kai doesn't know how much she saw and he's certainly not letting himself be vulnerable by slipping out information she doesn't already have.

Despite being physically close at this moment and having an oddly casual conversation with him, Bonnie is far from feeling safe. She wraps her arms around herself.

_ Are you here to kill me ?

Kai chuckles, brows furrowed, mocking her.

_ After I stopped you from doing it yourself ? That would be so evil !.... I like the way you think.

His amused grin reappear on his face. The familiarity of his expression nears reassurance. He adds.

_ I'm not here to kill you. I weirdly got used to 'not harming you'.

She huffs in response, eyeing him incredulously.

_ That's progress.

He can look as sincere as he wants, the witch isn't fooled by his words.

_ You wanted to stay close in case I ever happen to find a way out, am I right ?

_ Guilty ! But I got myself useful. I stopped you from.... You know.

Here we go again... She shakes her head, pushing the thought away.

_ Why ? We have no way out. I'm not getting my magic back.

He shrugs, terrifyingly soft in his words.

_ I still want the company.

_ The company ?

Now she's mad.

_ You shot me with and arrow !

_ You killed me with a pickaxe.

_ You murdered your siblings !

_ You....

He stops. He doesn't feel any remorse, he believes they deserved it. But he can't deny what he's done, nor can he form any excuse she would accept.

_ You know you wouldn't have popped out again like me, right ?

Change of subject ? She wants to argue and force him to explain himself, somehow. That's when she remembers the dream, the memories.... She gives in, answering the question.

_ That was the whole point....

_ Don't do that again. Please.

_ You're concerned about me now ?

He exhales, a stupid look back on his face.

_ Look, I was kinda hoping you would get up and walk out by yourself. You were about to, but then you tripped and that was it.... I couldn't let you die. I mean, if I can't get out of here, I'd rather not lose my main entertainment.

She rolls her eyes at the ceiling. That sounds more like him.

After so much unusual conversation, the witch's mouth feels dry, eyes tired, a crushing headache making its appearance. She closes her eyes, hand on her forehead. Kai notices her discomfort.

_ Hangover ?

_ Ya think ?

He nods in understanding.

_ You drank more than half the bottle of bourbon. By the way, what's their thing with bourbon ? That's, ugh !

He wears a disgusted expression, making a giggle escape from the witch's lips.

_ At least, that knocked me out. I haven't had a good night's sleep for ages.

_ I know.

His statement came out a bit too fast. He's nowhere near shy of a person but the lack of restraint in his talk leaves him with an apologetic look.

_ Did you watch me sleep ?

The accusing tone in her voice is flagrant.

_ Oh, no. Please !.... Okay once ! I was intrigued.

He is unbelievable. She's not surprised, but she'd hopped to have a little intimacy. She doesn't want to think about what else he might have seen. She's not going to ask. Ever.

She blinks a couple of times, trying to block any invasive thought about a certain man spying on a naked Bennett witch....

_ Miss Cuddles.

_ What ?

_ I've had trouble sleeping since I don't have her with me....

_ Whose fault is that ?

He's the one accusing this time.

_ I had my reasons.

Silence. He doesn't bother. The witch's mouth opens wide, letting out a loud yawn.

_ Tired ?

She only nods, slowly shifting towards the man, putting her head back on his chest.

Kai flinches at her movements.

_ What are you doing ?

_ Getting back to sleep.

_ On me ?

_ Yep.

Direct answer, as if there was no problem with that. The man frowns in confusion.

_ I may be a sociopathic murderer, Bon....

She notices him quoting what she's said recording her video a few hours ago.

_ ....but I'm clever enough to know I'm the last person you'd like to willingly cuddle with.

She steps back, looking straight in his eyes.

_ You're right. You're a bad person craving for touch, and I'm desperate. Win-win.

Her blunt logic hits something inside of him.

_ You think that low of me ?

_ Didn't show me much better.

_ Fair enough.

In a silent agreement, she places her head back on his chest, Kai's arms wrapped around her waist in a shy embrace.

_ And from what I've seen, I'm not the only one who could use a hug.

He wants to argue, but then remembers.... She knows. She saw him. Little Kai. 'Right where it hurts', he thinks.

_ Does that mean I've become your new teddy bear ? Am I the brand new Mister Cuddles ?

His voice sounds so excited it's endearing. Bonnie looks up at him. He winks, offering her a stupid grin, which hides much more. She has proof now.

_ Shut up.

She lowers her head, eyes closed.

_ If you promise not to invade my head again.

_ I'll try.

It may be a mistake, a bold move, a dumb experience, call this what you want, but she needs it. Wether it'd be a friend, a complete stranger, or an enemy.... She needs it. Human touch. She's got no magic to be sucked. It's 'safe'. For now....

A few minutes later, she's already fallen asleep.

Kai's watching her, sleeping in his arms, chest heaving at each intake of breath. He thinks about planting a kiss on top of her head, but it's not worth the risk. He doesn't remember the last time he got to hold someone, or the last time someone volunteered to hold him. He's thrown his feelings away a long time ago, but he would be lying if he'd say this didn't make his heart beat faster....

The End.

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Words : 3k ~ how on earth ? When I said I got carried away. 🙄

That took fricking long to write !!

I don't even know if it actually respects the request. >< Sorry ?

Next time, say it if you want me to change Kai's personality a bit. If you want him to have more feelings than in the actual TV show, especially before the merge.

Don't hesitate to tell me your impressions.

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