#it’s so calming and i hope everyone feels this way soon 💖

[rivatar]

His Stress Relief

MDNI!🔞 based off this request!

Pairing: Aged!Up!Neteyam x fem!human!reader

W/c: 1.9k

Warnings/content: SMUT, Dub-con, p in v, cream pie, dom Neteyam, sub reader, dirty talk, cussing

A/n: I hope the anon who requested this enjoys, I didn’t know how you wanted it to go so I hope it’s okay and you like it!😩 And I hope the rest of you lovelies can enjoy too. Keep sending me requests & I love you all 💖

“Don’t go too far out, y/n!” Max shouted as you were already out the door.

It had been a stressful day for you in the lab. You had arrived on Pandora not even a full month ago. Everything was new to you, including a lot of the science they had here. You had just gotten your PhD not long before leaving for this mission and it was all you dreamed of was to work here, but now that you’re here, you found that the work was quite challenging and you didn’t like feeling stupid or behind everyone else.

After getting yelled at by another coworker for doing something wrong again, you decided you needed a break to calm your mind. You told Max you were going to take a walk right outside the facility, it wasn’t really a question for him but more so telling him where you’d be. He was a bit concerned for you as you were still new here but he knew he couldn’t stop you, nor had the time to babysit you.

The door slammed behind you. You spotted a slightly beaten path that led into the forest and decided to walk along it so that you could find your way back later on. You weren’t planning to go far of course but your racing thoughts occupied you so much it had you completely distracted.

Unbeknownst to you, a particular Na’vi had already spotted you and was following you quietly while staying tucked behind the various trees and plants of the forest.

Neteyam was out clearing his mind as well, he was also stressed like you, but his stress was due to his endless duties preparing to be Olo’eyktan soon. He noticed you and instantly became intrigued with you and decided to follow you and see what you were up to. It was something to take his mind off of his responsibilities for once.

You noticed a particularly amazing plant and crouched down to it, smiling gently. Next thing you knew a huge arm wrapped around your front and brought you back into them, nearly knocking the air out of your lungs in the process.

“What the fuck?!” You yelled in terror. You looked down and realized the arm was blue and your soul almost left your body.

“Hi, tawtute,” the creature bent down to speak in your ear.

“Please let me go!! I’m sorry for being out here! Please I’ll go back!” You pleaded and played nice while struggling against his steady hold.

“Nah. I think I’d rather keep you,” he spoke lowly and unbothered.

Fear rushed through your body like a flaming hot fire and consumed all your senses. You wanted to cry at your predicament but you had to keep your wits about you if you were gonna make it out alive.

“P-please! I’ll do anything just please let me go, I won’t tell a soul!” You pleaded some more.

He chuckled and was amused with you. “Anything?”

Confusion etched across your face. “What?”

“You said you’d do anything”

He sounded… suggestive. Or were you just going insane??

“…yeah?”

“I think I’ve got something in mind for your payment. And a way to relieve my stress”

To say your heart was beating out of your chest was an understatement.

“What do you want from me?” You cried.

“You’re not stupid, girl. You know what I want” he spoke sensually as he ran his other hand down the front of your body to cup your pussy. You gasped at the sudden sensation.

He pressed his hard bulge against your butt. “You understand now?”

You weakly nodded, fear still evident in your eyes but you were not wanting to upset him in any way by disagreeing.

Without anymore time to process this, he yanked your pants down and pushed your back forward, making you abruptly fall to your knees with your ass in the air.

You were flushed and felt exposed and vulnerable but before you could think about those feelings anymore, he suddenly ran his tongue up through your slit. You gasped at the pleasure.

“Mmm I love how your little human pussy tastes,” he groaned “much sweeter than the omatikaya girls”

He continued lapping up your juices like a starved man and you had no choice but to take it. It felt extremely good though, your hole clenched, wanting and needing attention too.

“Fucking slut. You act like you don’t want this too but your body says otherwise,” he said while prodding his thumb around your entrance. You tried to push yourself back to get the penetration you craved.

He laughed at your pathetic action. “Awww the little human needs some action? You should be thanking me” he spanked your ass hard.

You whimpered out loud and knew you were indeed being pathetic. But dammit, you were stressed and pent up too.

“Pleaseeee” you begged him shamelessly.

“Oh yeah?” He chuckled mockingly.

You backed up more, wordlessly begging him to stop torturing you. So he granted your request and plunged an entire finger in, already brushing your cervix with his long digits.

“Mmm!! More!” You moaned for him.

He groaned at the feeling of your tight, gummy walls sucking him in perfectly.

“So warm and tight… fuck” he purred.

He then plunged another digit in, marveling at how you stretched for him. He roughly sped up, deciding he wanted to watch your pussy cum on his hand.

“Cum for me” he urged you while his other hand groped your ass.

You were whimpering and moaning on the ground, feeling the pleasure wash through your body as your incoming orgasm threatened to burst.

“Can feel you squeezing. Let it go, tawtute”

And just like that, as if his sultry tone and words were all you needed to reach your peak, you came all over his working fingers with your eyes rolling back in your head. It had to be the best orgasm you’ve ever had.

“Mmm, good job sevin” he praised your shaking form, still recovering from the after shocks.

He rolled your limp body over to where you could finally see his face. He was so handsome. Your fucked out face scanned over his toned, muscular body. Every curve and edge of him was perfectly carved by Eywa herself. His body was amazing but you couldn’t believe how stunning his face was. His bright yellow eyes held so much emotion and passion in them and you held his gaze, unable to look away.

He took this opportunity to untie his loincloth rather slowly. The skimpy item of clothing fell down to the ground and just when you thought he couldn’t get anymore visually stunning, he did. His cock was huge to you but fit his body proportions perfectly. It stood up loud and proud, the tip glistening with his shimmery precum.

“I take it you like it, huh?” He asked teasingly but also meant it.

You snapped your eyes back up to him and nodded slowly. Your brain was telling you to be scared but the rest of your body was screaming at you to indulge and enjoy.

He bent back down to your recovering body. His hands reached the bottom of your shirt and tugged up on it. To your own surprise, you submitted and lifted your arms to let him take off your shirt. You did the rest by then unclipping your bra.

He leaned back on his heels and his chest quickly rose and fell at the sight of you being completely naked. His face didn’t change though, he seemed to be trained to show no emotion, though his breath quickening and precum gathering at his tip gave away his arousal to you.

He got closer to you and leaned in for a brutal kiss. His large mouth completely engulfed yours and you tried to keep up with him.

He pulled back to look into your eyes and said, “I’m gonna fuck you. I’m gonna fuck you so good you’re gonna be coming back and begging for more after this”

He left you no time to object this and continued the kiss. Although at this point you were sure you wouldn’t argue with him. Your body was aching for attention and relief.

He effortlessly picked you up and set your back against the grass. “Spread open for me,” he tapped your thigh.

You did as you were told and gave him complete access. He couldn’t wait to feel your tight, wet pussy around him.

He held his dick and coated it in your juices, before angling to start pushing in.

“You are soaked, little human” he said admiringly.

You were also amazed at how aroused you were, you had to admit it had been a while but also none of your previous experiences have been this erotic. Nonetheless you blushed at him stating the obvious about your neediness.

He sunk deeper and deeper, you were both making little noises of discomfort and pleasure at the tight stretch.

“Never had a Na’vi cock huh? You’re in for a treat” he smiled a bit menacingly.

You chuckled nervously, still focusing on breathing and getting through the extreme stretch.

He bottomed out and you moaned as he brushed your cervix. “Is that the spot?”

“Mhmm” you whined.

“I know, I know. Hold on tight, my little tawtute slut”

He removed himself all the way out and slammed back in, his huge balls slapping your skin.

“Fuck” he grunted.

He continued his assault on your cunt, ruthlessly pounding into you like a feral animal, giving you no time to adjust fully.

His mouth was open and relaxed in an ‘o’ as he watched your pretty face screw up in pleasure, both of you taking in the feeling.

You held onto his bulky arms that were settled on either side of you as he hovered over you.

You eyes started welling up with tears from the overwhelming sensation. You were being stuffed to your fullest capacity.

He then bent down to latch his mouth onto one of your nipples, while his other hand pulled your other one. You screamed and arched your back off the ground.

“I can’t! It’s too much!!” You squealed and he only let up so he could speak to you.

“Thought you were begging for more earlier? You’ve gotta take it now, cmon just take it like the good slut I know you are”

He then started rubbing your clit, edging you on more. “You gonna cum again? Well I’m gonna cum deep in your pussy, I got a lot and it’ll be leaking out of you for days”

He sped up his thrusts. “Maybe when it leaks out of you, it can remind you of me and you can use it to touch yourself”

His lewd words made your coil snap yet again, and your pussy convulsed around his length.

“Good lil cockslut. Take my cum now” he grunted as his thrusts got irregular and his body locked up. His cum shot deep into you and you felt it get crowded in there with his dick still inside too.

He was panting and sweating above you, his eyes half lidded and looking delirious and spent.

You both suddenly heard a distant cry, like a Na’vi calling out as communication.

His ears went up and he pulled out quickly, both of you hissing at the loss. He scrambled to tie his loincloth back on. He leaned down to your face after you sat up.

“Next time you need some na’vi cock again, come to this spot and I will answer your calling” he winked and ran off with his bow in hand, leaving you naked and vulnerable. But… also satisfied.

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[digitaldiarystuff]

Disappointed

hi guyss (shy emoji) hope you missed me because i missed you! it looks like ruben is going for the win so enjoy 💖

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pairing: Ruben Dias x Y/N

summary: Ruben recently ended things with you claiming he’s not ready for a relationship and as much as it hurt, you accepted but everything changed after a photo of him was leaked at the airport

genre: angst

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‘Love Island star Arabella Chi and Man. City’s Dias appear to confirm romance’ you read The Sun’s story with a blank expression. But unfortunately your emotionless wasn’t because you didn’t care about the news, it was because of the shock you were feeling.

“Oh fuck no. He’s got to be joking!” you heard Julie, your work bestie say after she saw the title. She rolled her chair next to yours and examined your face to see a reaction but you were still glued to the screen with no visible emotion.

“Y/N, babe, are you okay?” she asked concerned.

Your head was pounding to the point you had to place your hands on the sides of your head to try to make it go away but nothing worked.

“I- I need a cigarette.” you mumbled, more to yourself reaching for your bag. You were trying your hardest to quit but in a situation like this, you couldn’t care less.

Julie warily watched your state wondering if she should come with or let you be and decided to stay at the desk giving you space. You stepped on the balcony of your workplace to calm yourself.

The news about Ruben and a reality star going on a romantic getaway was too much for you. You reached into your bag to find your pack with slightly shaky hands and lit the cigarette between your lips. Ruben hated that you smoked, he always tried to convince you to replace your bad habit with a good one but no amount of smoking would hurt you as much as seeing him go public with someone else a week later you broke off contact.

As wrecked as you were, you had to go back into the office eventually. You couldn’t just leave or stay on the balcony for hours without your supervisor noticing and you certainly didn’t feel like getting scolded at today. You begrudgingly went back in and quickly ran to the bathroom, the only upside of all of this mess was that you weren’t crying. Your body froze to the point that your tears wouldn’t fall.

When you returned to the desk, you saw Julie already closed the tab which you were thankful for. Everyone around you gave you worried looks but you couldn’t even notice. Surprisingly, you buried yourself into work for the rest of the day and didn’t leave your desk once, it was now time to clock out.

“Let’s get something to eat, you haven’t eaten all day.” Julie suggested.

“I appreciate your concern but I think I’m just going to go home now Jules.” you said but she was giving you the sad puppy eyes. “I’m okay, you don’t have to worry.”

“But”

“But nothing, have a great night.” you smiled and went to your way. As soon as you stepped foot into your home you were greeted by your puppy, Yoda. You kneeled down to pet her and just then the waterworks began running. You started sobbing and barely made it to the couch to gain some balance, feeling at home made you miss him so much more. Just weeks ago you were sitting on the same couch with Ruben just enjoying a date night and now here you were not even being able to get time off work to drown in your sorrow while he was at Paris with another woman. You suddenly felt sick to your stomach and ran to the bathroom.

After some time, you grabbed a cup of water and sat with Yoda with dried tear stains on your face. Everything in you told you not to, but you couldn’t help yourself and started reading the news and tiktoks made about the leaked pictures. The gossip pages claimed Ruben reached out to her through instagram and they started dating, no one knew for how long they’ve been together but you knew it had to start before you broke up, if you can call it that.

You were adamant from the start, you didn’t do friends with benefits or fuckbuddies. If you were going to be with someone, you would want stability. It didn’t have to be labeled but it had to be exclusive, so naturally, when you met Ruben you were hesitant. You heard about the footballer’s lifestyle but it had been him who tried pursuing you, sent you flowers everyday, shown up at the places you were at and tried to make you give him a shot and you did. You stupidly fell for it.

Everything was going great, you were falling more and more everyday and he appeared the same so you tried talking about your feelings, the first time he shut down completely. You figured this must be hard for him and backed off. The second time, you started arguing because he wasn’t giving you the answers you needed and dodged them but the last time both of you snapped. It was vicious, you were shouting at each other. He claimed you were smothering him and being controlling and you accused him of using you and being dismissive. The night ended with you slamming the door and exiting his house, leaving the key he gave you for emergencies on the console.

And a week after that, he was seen with someone and didn’t feel like he was hiding at all while he’d keep you behind closed doors throughout the months you’ve spent together.

A week had passed since that day and you were doing better. You still felt the emptiness and sudden rushes of emotion but you composed yourself and still went to work. You also stopped checking socials for any news because you couldn’t read one more thing about their romance but today was a hard day to escape Ruben. It was Man City match day so everyone was wearing their blue shirts and scarfs while you tried to get past people to run errands. You also saw his face on a giant ad on the side of a building but quickly moved past.

While out, you also got 2 bottles of red wine because you wanted to drink a little to feel better but a little quickly turned more and more. Currently you were sitting on your fluffly beige rug leaning your back against your couch. You shook the first bottle in your hand trying to see if there’s any wine in it, there wasn’t. Groaning, you picked up the remote and opened the tv and the first thing you saw was that City had won. You cursed Ruben for getting everything right, but not you.

Before your mind can comprehend what you’re doing, you opened your texting app and sent him a message. Your eyes were watery and vision blurry but you didn’t care, you were beyond angry. Soon you were dozing off slowly with your head on the sofa cushions but were woken with the voice of keys coming from your front door. You froze for a second looking for a sharp object to protect yourself from a possible break in and picked up the empty wine bottle and stood up. Your heart was beating so fast as you approached the door, fully expecting a burglar in front of you but instead, it was Ruben standing there with your keys in his hands.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa” he said flinching.

“Ruben?” you said incredibly confused and slightly relieved. “What are you doing here?”

“I- um, you sent me a text and it was really weird I just wanted to check up on you.” he said.

“And you had to do it with my keys, couldn’t you just knock?” you angrily asked. You were convinced someone was here to hurt you.

“I’m sorry, I just, didn’t know if you’d open the door if you knew it was me.” you sighed loudly thinking it’s probably right.

“I’m sorry are you still planning to hit me?” he asked.

“Why?” you asked confused.

“You still have the bottle ready to be smashed on my head.” he pointed at it and you only now realized you never lowered your hand, still holding it up.

“Oh” you just said and placed the bottle on the counter.

You both stood there for a while not saying anything.

“So, how are you?”

You looked up at him, trying to decide whether to fight or not. Maybe it was the wine in you but you just didn’t have the energy to argue, you were hurt beyond repair but fighting meant getting into it and you couldn’t.

“I’m alright.” you said after a while. “How about you?”

“I’m also alright, thank you.”

“Look Ruben-

“Y/N I think we-

You both spoke at the same time.

“You go.” he politely said.

“Ruben thank you for checking on me but I was very drunk I mean I don’t even know what I wrote. Don’t worry I’m okay.” you said calmly. You couldn’t understand how you’re this calm but maybe this was your acceptance phase.

“I mean, to be honest, I also don’t know what you wrote.”

“What do you mean?” you asked.

He pulled out his phone and started reading the text out loud.

“Rubem I habe everythong I wish I was necer yor wagfln. I think it’s Ruben I hate everything I wish I was never your waffle but don’t ask me what waffle means because no idea.”

You started laughing without realizing this is the first time you genuinely laughed this whole week. He joined and you sat on your bar stools trying to decipher your text.”

“No I think it’s ‘you’re wagging’

“Why would you tell me I’m wagging? Was I wagging on the field today?” he asked faking being offended.

“Maybe you were, that’s what the drunk lady thought.”

You sat there laughing uncontrollably at your stupidity for a while when suddenly you felt thirsty.

“You want some wine?” you asked him.

“You know I shouldn’t.” he said but it was obvious he’d love some wine.

“That never stopped you.” you didn’t mean it like a jab but it still sounded like it.

You felt the air shift but didn’t want that, even if this was wrong it felt so in place and right that you didn’t want to end up in a fight. You were feeling like yourself again and as pathetic as it sounds, hoped he wouldn’t leave.

You poured two glasses of wine and started talking about anything and everything, you told him about your supervisor getting on your nerves and he filled you in about Kyle Walker’s situation but the topic never came to you and you hoped it wouldn’t. After some more glasses you were back to being drunker than drunk and Ruben was full on tipsy. He never admitted to it but you knew he was lightweight.

“Omg it’s 3 am I have to be at work in exactly 6 hours.” you winced thinking about the hangover you’ll feel tomorrow.

When Ruben didn’t respond, you looked up at him and found him already looking at you with an intense gaze.

“What?” you asked. “Is there something on my face?”

He just smiled and leaned in. You should back off, you should back off, you should back off your logical side tried to reming you but your body had other thoughts. You leaned in so much that your noses were touching now.

“Ruben” you whispered as a last attempt to stop yourself and him because you knew the moment his lips were on yours it was game over. It always was, your sexual tension was always there but he didn’t stop, instead crashed his lips into yours for a hungry kiss. It was a messy kiss full of unspoken feelings. Everything you couldn’t tell each other was a part of it but you couldn’t stop. You mentally tried but it was a lost battle, your body acted before you could think and you placed your hands in his hair meanwhile he held you by your waist and walked you to your bedroom without breaking the kiss.

You stopped kissing him when the backs of your legs hit the bed.

“Ruben we shouldn’t.” you pleaded once more but weren’t strong enough to protest for long. His eyes turned darker with every passing second and were boring into your soul. Every part of you wanted him, needed him and you knew he felt the same.

“I’ve missed you so much querida.” he mumbled and took his shirt off while sitting you down. You couldn’t help but stare, he was so beautiful and you were getting wetter by the second but he hadn’t even touched you.

This time you took the leap and pulled him onto the bed, once he was on you straddled him and started running your lips on his collarbone and the back of his ear. Your logic was already out of the window and you were left with your undeniable desire for Ruben. He was letting out some quiet moans and you couldn’t believe a man could sound so angelic.

The next morning you woke up to the sound of your alarm with a horrible headache, every part of your body was sore and you felt even more restless than the night before. You swung the duvet off your body but stopped when you felt someone next to you. You froze when you realized what happened last night and saw Ruben peacefully sleeping in the bed with you. Your memory started coming back in bits and pieces and you mentally face palmed yourself for letting this happen. He was in a relationship and you shouldn’t have done this, you were feeling horrible and your stomach dropped. You quickly gathered your clothes and hopped in and out of the shower.

After you got ready in the bathroom you slowly walked in your bedroom, a part of you was expecting him to be gone but the other part wanted him there forever. You were conflicted and still had to go to work quickly. You thought about waking him up but were afraid to confront Ruben so you slowly took your bag and exited your home leaving him in there.

You didn’t think you could feel worse than yesterday but turns out, everything is possible.

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thisss turned out so different than what i had in mind but i love ittt! as always any feedback is appreciated take care loves💕💕

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[seiya-starsniper]

For the gentle prompts! Dreamling, 1. "You're alright." <3

BELOVED I FINALLY FINISHED THIS 💖💖 Hope you enjoy this retired Dream omegaverse sweetness :3

Gentle Prompts Post Here || AO3 Link Here

------------------------ Dream paces obsessively around the tiny bedroom, feeling both claustrophobic and too exposed at once. There is a tension behind his teeth, a feeling that will not abate until his—his—until he is reunited with his beloved. His mate.

When the Fates had come for his life, Hob had stood in their way and called Dream his true mate. As soon as he’d spoken the words, Dream knew them to be true, and he’d stared in wonder, as Hob, his mate, had told the fates they could not have Dream. The Fates had been torn, as killing one’s true mate would kill both partners, and yet Hob Gadling was protected by Death herself, and thus not allowed to die. 

Dream had looked at his sister then, and all she’d given him was a tiny little knowing smile. Somehow, she had known everything, as she knew and Destiny knew all things. 

Dream had wanted to be angry at her, but he couldn’t. Not when she had led him to his mate, all those centuries ago. He had thought that Endless did not have mates, for they did not hold secondary genders the way humans had. And yet, here Hob Gadling was, declaring what everyone except Dream seemed to already know.

The Fates decided instead to take something of equal value to Dream’s life. They took from him his function, his purpose, the very essence of his power as Endless. It had hurt. They reshaped him into something else, something vulnerable and soft, something human. To Dream, the separation from his power had made him feel as though he were dying anyways. His very being had been changed, his soul was no longer what it once was, nor was his mind.

But when he woke up and looked his mate in the eyes, Dream knew everything was going to be okay. Not today, nor the next day, but eventually.  Though he was no longer Dream of the Endless, he was still Dream, and he was not going to spend the rest of his days alone. He had Hob, his oldest friend, his protector, his mate, to help him move through his new life, his new purpose, as a human being.

A knock sounds on the other side of the door, interrupting Dream from his musings of the past.  Dream whips his head so fast towards the source of the noise that he feels his neck pop. That was another new sensation of being human too. Dream had bones now. 

“Dream?” Hob asks, his voice soft and quiet and perfect in Dream’s ears. “I’m done with work now so—”

Dream pulls open the door so hard it crashes into the wall. Hob laughs as he’s forcefully yanked into the room and then pressed to the bed, Dream nuzzling and scenting him the entire time. He wants to drown Hob in his pheromones, wants to bury himself deep inside his beloved’s body, wants to be closer, closer, until he doesn’t know where one of them ends and the other begins. 

“Hey it’s alright, you’re all right, I’m here,” Hob coos, peppering Dream’s face with kisses and nosing along the alpha’s face. He returns the scenting gesture, releasing a calming pheromone that Dream inhales deeply, desperate to fill his lungs with it. He purrs happily with each inhale, and with every exhale, he feels the tension start to dissipate from his body. His muscles relax, and then he is content.

Hob senses the change in him immediately and laughs, clutching Dream even closer.

“So how’s your first rut been going?” Hob asks, and Dream groans in frustration. 

“I do not like this,” he complains, flopping onto Hob’s chest and then rolling over so as not to crush the omega. “Everything is just—so much.” Being human, in general, was a lot, and more unpleasant than good on some days. Especially today at the start of his rut. Dream had always carried the collective unconsciousness within him, he had known what human emotions felt like. And yet, having his own human emotions to contend with was an entirely different thing altogether.

Hob chuckles, and rolls on his side so that he and Dream are face to face, cupping a hand to his lover’s face.

“First one’s always a bit rough, I’m afraid,” Hob says sympathetically. “Though I can only speak for myself as an omega,” he adds. “Gets easier though, I promise.”

Dream sighs, then nuzzles into Hob’ palm. “I suppose it is a small price to pay to be your mate,” he replies.

“That’s the spirit,” Hob says, before he leans in and places a kiss at the tip of Dream’s nose. “I will say you’re one of the most polite alphas in rut I’ve ever met.”

Dream growls, suddenly jealous at the mention of Hob knowing other alphas. It is unreasonable, illogical even, to expect that his mate not be at the very least casual acquaintances with some. Hob has lived for centuries, has loved others besides Dream even. It does not bother Dream to know these things normally. But there is no logic in ruts or heats, and all Dream can think of, in this moment with his hormones running wild, is to claim. 

Hob yelps as Dream pushes him down into the mattress, then grins up at his mate as Dream’s pheromones scream mine mine mine. 

“Well, hello there,” Hob purrs when Dream dips his head down and licks along the mating bite he had given his lover just a month earlier. Hob had gone into heat within days of Dream becoming human and their lovemaking had lasted the entire week. Dream feels the same urge now as he did back then, the urge to be one with his mate. 

“I’ve got you,” Hob croons. “I’m here, whatever you need, love.”

Love.

Such a simple word, and yet it carried so much weight, so much gravitas between the two of them. Hob loved Dream, had always loved Dream. And now, they had the rest of eternity to love one another back.

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[pricescigar]

If the requests are open, can I ask for a scenario in which the reader tries to get Wesker’s attention because they missed him a lot? I don’t know how, I just picture them dropping on their knees under his desk and you know…👀 “you’ve been stressed lately, let me take care of you.” I just love how you write Wesker!

I hope you’re having a day! 💖

Ooh of course! I'd love to write a little scenario for you ! ❤️

Of course... Wesker would feel bad that he hasn't been paying much attention as he should, but don't worry. He'll make up for it. 😏

And my day is wonderful so far thank you hope you have a wonderful day too ❤️

(And it makes me happy that you love how I write Wesker 🥺 I do truly try my best lol)

No specific gender specified for everyone to enjoy

Scenario Requested by: @moonlight-sonata-1

CW: Some fluff, praising, daddy kink, NSFW mentioned

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I miss you ...

Wesker had been slumped with heaps of work for a couple of days now, working to the bone non stop. Even sometimes he'd work during the night, to get up to date with everything. You'd wake up with the other side of the bed empty, and as usual find him working in his office. He'd always see you standing by the door way, with his soft voice he'd say;

"I'll be there soon darling."

With a nod you go towards him and climb onto his lap, which he gladly wraps his arm around you. Holding you close, while he continued to work. Kissing your neck, letting you sleep within his arms.

Admittingly you was a little upset sometimes when you'd have to sleep alone, you wasn't clingy. Not at all. But... You definitely did miss the attention, his touches... The way he'd stroke your hair in bed, how he'd hug you si tightly. God just, Everything. You missed everything about him... Even if both of you lived together.

"I'm sorry but I'm busy darling..." Wesker would say with his husk voice, a quick peck on the cheeks and lips. Then you'd watch him go off to his Office, hearing the door close gently.

You could easily see he was stressed, you couldn't help but mess with the ends of your jumper. Trying to reassure yourself you hated seeing your daddy stressed, it made you upset. After a couple of minutes you mustered up the courage, soon you gently knocked on the door.

Wesker was dealing a few reports that came to him, a few phone calls here and there. His jaw tightened at the incompetence of his workers, this is what he had to deal with for the last couple of days. It was beginning to annoy him. He did all he could to not just yell down at the phone.

After the disastrous phone call, he put his phone down running his hand through his hair huffing. Until he heard the fanilair gentle knock at the door...

"Come in." Wesker would say, and then the door opened and he saw you walk in, a smile appeared on his face. "Need anything doll?" He would say in a calm tone, the anger in him seemed to he washed away.

"Well... I was more thinking about, you. Do you need anything?" You would ask softly stepping over to stand infront of him, you watched Wesker lean back on his leather chair thinking.

"Hm... Nothing at the moment doll, thank you. Can't wait for dinner later." Wesker would say, taking your hand and holding it.

"I miss you..." You mumbled holding onto his hand, and he held your hand a little tighter into his.

"I'm sorry. I just been so busy, and everyone's is just... Incompetent." Weskers jaw tightened again, his eyes glowed a little.

You nodded listening to him well, you moved to go in between his legs and dropped onto his knees. Placing your hands on his legs.

"You've been so stressed.. Let me take care of you... Please?" You'd say looking up at him.

Wesker looked down at you in awe, before the familair sly smirk appeared on his face. And so he unbuckled his tripura removing them ever so slightly, he already got excited seeing you on your knees. After all... When the two of you first got together, it didn't take long to figure out that Wesker always got excited seeing you on your knees. At his mercy.

"Do your magic then sweetheart." Wesker cooed. "I have an important call soon." He said, putting his hand behind your head. "You're so good for me..." He praised.

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(I'm so sorry if its short!)

#resident evil #albert wesker resident evil #albert wesker x reader #albert wesker #dbd wesker #albert wesker x you #brooke's requested writings

[jampc]

hi, could you write a Jotaro × reader fic where the reader cut their hair from chest-length to really short hair? (like the difference is really noticable, the reader themself would feel much less insecure, like this hair length is what they were born to have yk? so they would be really happy, smiling a lot and overall their vibe would change from gloomy and blue to jumpy and confident!) I'm wondering how would he react to it. Would he stare secretly all the time or comment on it? I always wondered if Jotaro would be more likely to fall in love with a so that's more confident yet still calm and quite silly. Hos are welcome btw! and you can write for taro, 4taro or 6taro, the choice is yours :D I hope it's okay! you're free to ignore it if you'd like, your health comes first :] thank you, have a nice day! -anon

why thank you anon 💖

tags; jotaro × reader, gn!reader

cw; none pure fluff

words; 819

A/N: this fic was so adorable please send more asks these are way to cute ☺️

This time, you decided to cut your hair.

You had been asking for Jotaro's opinion on the matter, and he had been reluctant to give any answers at all.

The hair salon was really quiet, You smiled as the lady combed through your hair, cutting it little by little. It had been so long since you got a haircut,

so the sensation of the scissors on your scalp and the silence of the salon made you feel like you were floating.

Your haircut was finished and you got up to see it in the mirror.

You realized how much you really did need it! It was really fun seeing yourself like this and you couldn't wait to tell Jotaro. You had been secretly dying to do it for a long time.

"Your friends will definitely love it! Be sure to tell show them nice you look!" The hairdresser said with a smile and you nodded, waving her goodbye.

You couldn't wait to get to school the next day and show everyone your new haircut! You wondered what the reaction would be like, but you had a feeling it would be fun.

On the way to school, you felt yourself bounce around more, your face getting brighter by the second.

The first person you wanted to show was Jotaro. You knew he would definitely be surprised.

Once you got to the school gate, you looked around for Jotaro and noticed the crowd of girls he was standing near. He was surrounded by girls!

Maybe not the best time to interact with him. You didn't want to start a commotion because you had cut your hair!

You walked into the school and went to your classroom. As soon as you entered, you found yourself in awe. Everyone was staring at you.

"So?! You finally cut it?!" One of your friends spoke up and everyone went silent.

You nodded and she gave you a smile, "it looks great! Let's all take a picture!"

The entire class was taking pictures of you, you took out your camera and did it with them as well.

You saw Jotaro in the corner of your eye, and he was staring at you.

You looked back at him and smiled, and he looked away, hiding his face. He always did that whenever he was blushing.

"Jojo! Let's take a picture together!" You said, approaching him.

You both stood next to each other as you took a picture together, the flash blinding the entire class. You showed it to him, and he nodded.

"Cool..." was all he could muster. You laughed at his lack of response, and you started to walk away when you felt someone grab your arm.

It was Jotaro, he had a stern expression, "Your hair..." He muttered, "it's really short now..." He took another glance at you, "it looks good on you..."

You looked at him, and you couldn't help but smile.

"Thanks!" You said, as you left to sit down in class.

The whole day he was staring at you, which was quite odd, but you felt that it was his way of telling you that he liked your new haircut. You just smiled at it and focused on your classes.

You went to get your bike but felt Jotaro's hand on your shoulder. You turned around to see him staring at you.

"Can I ask you something?" He said, his voice low and soft, "...may I?"

You nodded, you were intrigued by his behavior.

"I want to ride with you on your bike, can I?" He asked, as he took his hands off your shoulders.

You were confused, why would he want to do that? But you nodded anyway, "okay, sure!" You replied, and he nodded as well, walking to his bike.

You rode all the way home. He didn't speak, he just kept his eyes on you as you pedaled. You were surprised at how fast he could actually ride.

You didn't talk much either, and as soon as you got to your house, you took off your helmet and bid him goodbye. He stepped off his bike and followed you.

"What's the matter?" You asked, cocking your head to the side, "didn't you want to go home?"

"Yeah...I do," He nodded, "I was wondering if I could ride with you again? Tomorrow?" He looked at you as he spoke, "...because I'm enjoying myself..."

Your eyes widened at his request. You could feel yourself blush.

You felt a smile creep up on your face.

"Of course! That sounds great!" You said, "you can ride with me tomorrow as long as you want, I really don't mind it!"

He gave you a soft nod and you felt your heart flutter as you saw his face get red.

#jotaro x you #jotaro x y/n #jotaro x reader #fluff #jotato kujo #jjba x reader #jotaro kujo x reader #jotaro cujoh #jotaro cujoh x reader #jjba jotaro #jjba #jojos bizarre adventure

[red-dead-do-over246]

I don't know why but I always crave angst with a happy ending

Arthur is stressed and shouts at reader ( can be a kid or adult) and she runs with her horse to clear her mind for a few days and Arthur panics when she doesn't come back after 1 day

Just came by your blog and love your writing

Thank you! And angst with a happy ending is always a fave of mine, so I get it XD Hope you enjoy! 💖 *slight angst* with adult reader.

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Like a Bear

Arthur knows he can be as terrifying as a grizzly when he gets mad, but the real deal can do a lot more damage. He soon figures that out when you don’t return.

Dutch is always making Arthur’s life a living hell, even if he doesn’t realize it. Do this, do that. Not only him, but others have been on his back as well. Mr. Morgan, have you put anything into the box recently? Arthur knows someone is going to hit a nerve at some point. It’s like the old saying goes; don’t poke the bear.

Well, you poked a little too hard, and Arthur let you have it.

“Can’t I just have five minutes to myself! Without anyone comin’ to bother me!” Arthur shouted at you, much to your surprise. The man was always so kind-hearted and calm despite his upbringing. He would only act aggressive towards those who harmed those he cared about.

Not you. Never you. But here he was.

“I just wanted-” You started to say, but he cut you off.

“I can’t right now! I just can’t! Leave me be!” Arthur shouted at you in a way he’s only done to someone like Micah. Everyone in camp was now watching, some looking more shocked than others. You didn’t even have the energy to say anything else at this point. The whole point of your conversation was forgotten, obviously not important, and you didn’t want to face Arthur like this anymore.

So, you ran towards your horse and sped out of camp, everyone watching.

“Was that really necessary, Arthur?” Charles asked the young man, but Arthur just brushed him off with a wave of his hand.

“I don’t care right now...” He said before storming off, not even worrying about where you went. Arthur had his own problems, and he needed to deal with them on his own. But perhaps he should’ve worried more about you, and where your clouded head will take you.

Outlaws are fierce, but mother nature is much fiercer...

Around one day later.

“She’s been gone for a while.” Arthur mentioned, his head now clearer and emotions much kinder.

“A day is not a while, Arthur.” Micah commented from his place against a tree. I know we all hate to hear this, but he’s actually right. You usually are gone for several days when you need to clear your head after a tough day. So this wasn’t so unexpected. 

But Arthur was worried. He had a bad feeling.

“Somethin’ just doesn’t feel right...” Arthur said and Micah scoffed, putting his knife away. He walked towards the other man.

“Somethin’ never feels right with you, Cowpoke.” Micah sneered and Arthur shot him a glare. He doesn’t have time for that rat right now. Arthur was more worried about you. Everything in his body was telling him that you were lost or hurt. Normally, he wouldn’t listen, but when it came to you, he was willing to take a chance.

Plus, you were owed an apology.

“I’m going to look for her.” He said to no one in particular before going to his own horse. Once he was in the saddle, Arthur tried to think of all the places that you would go. There was one place in particular that he thought of, but it was a bit of a ride.

Either way, he was headed towards the mountains...

Once he was lost in the wilderness, Arthur began to feel guilt overtake his panic. Despite any stress he was feeling, he shouldn’t take it out on you. He’s taken on plenty a burden before, so what’s any different now? You mattered to him, and he wasn’t going to let that go.

“Y/N!” He called out your name. Suddenly, his horse jumped a bit in an uneasy manner, and Arthur could sense the springiness in his horse’s hindquarters, like they were ready to bolt any second. 

“Easy there, girl. You’re okay.” Arthur said while patting the horse’s neck. She whinnied slightly, pawing the ground a bit before Arthur urged her to walk again. 

As he did so, he completely missed the deep gouges on the tree high above his head...

“Y/N! Where are you!” Arthur called out desperately as he continued to urge his horse deeper into the forest despite the protest he got for it. That should’ve been Arthur’s first warning; when his horse started to act up.

“Y/N!” He tried one last time, stopping his horse at the edge of a clearing.

“Over here...” A timid voice, one that was unlike yours, sounded from behind a boulder. Arthur’s heart leapt with relief as he rode his horse through the grasses and wildflowers to get to where you were. He couldn’t have been more grateful seeing your form curled up on the other side of that rock.

“Thank goodness...you’re alright.” He said while sliding off his horse, a rifle swung over his shoulder. You were curled up, seemingly afraid but not hurt. When you slowly looked up at Arthur, your eyes were full of tears.

He felt so much guilt that he didn’t even register that your horse was nowhere in sight.

“Oh Arthur...you...” You were so shaken up, but Arthur moved quickly to kneel before you and bring you into a hug, causing you to shriek. 

“I’m sorry Y/N...I never meant to shout, I was just-” However, his tone was cut off by you wiggling to grab his shoulders, forcing him to turn around. He took note of the fear in your eyes.

“Arthur, it’s okay, but right now, we’re in danger.” You said in a shaky voice, and that’s when Arthur heard the noise. It was a huffing noise, made by something very large. Arthur got to his feet and turned fully to see the thing that was actually frightening you. The thing that scared your horse.

A very large grizzly bear.

It was walking over a rise in the plains, making it slowly reveal itself. It was like the bear came from out of the earth before it clearly saw Arthur. The grizzly huffed once more before roaring and lunging at the outlaw. 

You let out a squeal of fear, but Arthur was prepared. His horse fled, but he knew he grabbed that rifle for a reason. The outlaw didn’t think twice before lifting the gun up and taking several shots. On any other occasion, he would’ve tried to leave the situation, but the bear gave him no choice. 

It soon lay dead due to Arthur’s deadly accuracy.

“Now...are you okay?” Arthur asked with a slight grin, offering his hand to you. You nodded slightly, taking his hand and allowing him to help you up. Arthur then sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck.

“Again Y/N, I’m sorry-” But you cut him off by throwing yourself into him for a hug. 

“You coming to save me said enough.” You told him softly with a smile. Arthur, getting as flustered as he can, hugged you back with a slight laugh. After giving you a couple pats on the back, you released him. Arthur then whistled for his horse, you following, glad things were cleared up.

“What did you do to anger that bear?” Arthur asked as you guys waited for the horses to come back. You stifled a laugh as you came up with an answer.

“I guess that bear was just like you when your grumpy...I got in its space on a bad day.” 

Arthur laughed more than he did in ages. He was glad things were back to normal and you were safe and sound.

#red dead redemption 2 #red dead redemption 2 x reader #rdr2 #rdr #rdr2 arthur morgan #arthur morgan #arthur x reader #arthur morgan x reader #arthur morgan imagine

[blair-the-juggalho]

Hello!! I absolutely love your TWDG writing. And I have been having a bad day bc my tooth broke and I'm stressed -_-

Could you possibly make a "TWDG S4 characters when a bubbly Y/N is upset/sad"? ^_^

Hey yeah ofc! And I’m so sorry I hope your day gets better lovely :(

Also I did this as platonic lmk if ya want me to redo it idm! 😭

Another sorry if there’s any spelling mistakes it’s half three am and I’m tired

Also side note, sorry I’ve been like gone a lot of stuff happened and I lost intrest in the game but it’s kinda coming back I’m just getting use to writing again so if this sucks I’m SO SORRY 😭😭😭💖💖💖

TWDG S4 characters when a bubbly Y/N is sad

Violet

She’d find you a bit strange and would tease you but in honesty she loves how bubbly you are

Whenever life gets her down all she has to do is spend some time around you and she feels better

She notices instantly when you’re upset tho and will give it a few minutes before coming up to you

“Hey. What’s up? Why are you all depressed?”

But fr tho that’s her job 😞 LMAO SORRY

But you’ll open up to her and she silently nods along

Whatever it is she gets it

“Yeah…it sucks sometimes…”

She won’t say much but she offers to go somewhere more private so you two can chill and just complain to each other

She’s not all that good at comfort but she’d really try

When your back to normal she’d have a small smile on her face

“Ya happy again now?”

She’d be a bit upset if you’d want to go right back to being around everyone else but she’d join you anyway cuz she’s just happy to see you smile again

Mitch

He doesn’t really get it I mean how can anyone be happy living like this? I mean sure it’s manageable at times but it still sucks

He’d never on his life say it but he does secretly enjoy how happy you are even if he’d tease you for it

When he sees you upset tho I’m so sorry but this man is useless here

He doesn’t notice at first but after Willy or someone points it out he picks up on it and worries a bit

However he just hopes you cheer up on your own and doesn’t say anything

But he does watch out for you in the corner of his eye

He just assumes if it’s really bad you’ll come to him

Cuz he won’t come to you unless your both alone

When you do tell him what’s up he’s still not very helpful

“Damn…that sucks..”

He does care he’s just rubbish at showing it

He will let you stay with him but be warned you’ll both be sat in silence if you’re not in a talking mood

But when you do cheer up he’s relived

again, not that he’d voice it

“Happy again huh?”

Marlon

Marlon finds you to be a breath of fresh air, he always has a gentle smile on his face when your around

He’s happy that you can bring the others up too cuz a happy group is a good group yk

Plus you keep him calm too

So when he sees his usual happy friend down in the dumps he’s very confused

What happened to you?

He watches you for a bit then walks over to you and asks if you’re ok and if ya wanna talk

Hell take you up to the office and will listen to you explain why your upset

He listens and offers some advice and comfort

He’ll let you stay with him for a bit and if you like dogs yk he’ll get rosy to give you some comfort hugs and all

He just has normal conversations with you and will say that he hopes you cheer up soon cuz what would they all do without your positive ways

When you cheer up he’ll have a big smile and if your ok with it he’ll pull you in for a hug and definitely does that back pat and rub (yk the that you do to a friend or family to either be like heyy! Or ok that’s enough now)

Louis

HELLO YOUR BASICALLY THE ONLY OTHER PERSON THEIR WHO CAN MATCH HIS ENERGY

Like he needs to see you all happy and lively because that makes him more happy and lively too!

And this mf he instantly knows when you’re down and he will come up to you and just say “aww what’s wrong (name)? You gotta turn that frown upside down!” He might even pull an over the top sad face too

Depending on what kinda person you are this either kind of works or makes it so much worse

If he does realise that he’s not helping he panics a bit like

“Oh no- they really are sad…what do I doooooo?? This is badddd…”

He’s not all that good in serious situations and will try healing you with comedy and laughter

He’ll tell jokes, tease the others at Ericsson’s

Anything to cheer you up

Heaven forbid the moment you actually do cuz this mans energy is amplified by 100

“is that a smile I see?? So mx grumpy finally cheered up? Ha well it seems I’m just the best at curing sadness.” He acts all cocky but he’s just joking

He’s very pleased to see ya back to your regular self again

Aasim

Aasim always found it curious how someone so happy could exist in a world like this

But he’d be lying if he said he didn’t like it

He can’t match your energy but he does support your cheerful ways

He won’t voice it but you do cheer him up when he’s having a bad day

he notices when you’re upset very quickly n all it’s very obvious lmao

He’ll give it a few minutes but after a while he’ll cave and awkwardly walk over to you

“So…you ok? You seem upset…”

You tell him what’s up and he listens

He either gives you advice or will empathise with you saying he gets it

He just kinda silently sits next to you cuz he doesn’t really know what to say

You both just kinda sit around for a while

he won’t really offer it out loud but he doesn’t mind giving you a hug if it will cheer you up

He just waits for you to feel better and is thankful when you do

(Sorry but damn this man I just can’t imagine he’d be much help here that sounds horrible Ik ik 😞)

Omar

This man is grateful that you’re the way you are even if he doesn’t voice it a lot

He’s also a silent observer so when he saw you where upset he just quietly watched you

I think he either doubts how good he is at comforting or he’s too preoccupied but he’ll still watch you for you

He’s kinda hoping it’s just a off day and you’ll perk up again in a while

He waits to see if anyone else will check up on you or if you’ll come to him

But if enough time has passed and both of those didn’t happen he’ll slowly make his way over to you

He doesn’t say much but he listens to you

The few times he does speak it’s either reassurance or advice

He will stay with you for as long as he can and if he had to start cooking again he’d let you stand next to him while he does so

When you cheer up again he wont say much but he has a smile on his face

Ruby

Ruby fully appreciates your bubbly ways and she will usually match your energy when she can

She really thinks you totally brighten up Ericssons!

But today you were acting totally different and she could just sense it

Like there was a shift in the air she just picked up on before she even saw you

Since she gives me like mother friend vibes she totally instantly goes over to ya

Are you ok hun? Ya seem down? What’s happened? Do ya need some space?

She’s there and she will listen to ya 100%

She does whatever she can to be supportive and she might tell a few rubbish puns to make you smile again

She’ll get all protective of ya too like if anyone tries to annoy ya (which I doubt anyone would but yk just incase) she will get so mad at them she’s shout at them and scold them so much

She’ll either stay by you till you cheer up or will give you the space if you need it but the moment she sees that smile she loves so much and that cheery personality she adores she’s matching that happy face

Brody

This girl loves how bubbly you are it’s such a nice change of pace from the usually rubbish day to day apocalypse life

You don’t know how much you can cheer her up and make her feel more relaxed

So she was super quick to notice that you where sad

Huh that’s (name), why arn’t they all happy?? Where’s that lovely smile gone??

I don’t think she’d straight away ask if you where ok cuz maybe you needed some space? I mean it’s normal to get upset now a days but this isn’t like you

She’d ask the others like Marlon if they noticed that you’ve done a total 180

She’d still stay put but keeps a close eye on you and after a few minutes of watching you mope around she’d walk up to you and ask if you where ok

After you tell her what’s got ya so bummed out she’d do anything to get that smile back

She’d listen to you, give you advice if you wanted it, she’d give you a hug literally anything!

She’d also try to distract you by planning some made up road trip (a beach trip if I remember correctly??)

She needs to see her friend go back to their bubbly self 😞

Once you do cheer up she just sighs in relief man she’s happy you’re back to normal lmao

#twdg #the walking dead game #twdg x reader #twdg louis #twdg mitch #twdg season 4 #twdg s4 #twdg violet #twdg marlon #twdg aasim #twdg omar #twdg ruby #twdg brody

[heisenberg-simp257]

Hello! Could i request a set of headcanons for Karl Heisenberg who is madly in love with reader that works as a gardener in the Dimitrescu castle? Heisenberg can't help himself but begins to visit his beloved more and more never forgetting to get on Lady D's nerves. Thank you so much!

Sure! Hope you like them!💖

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Headcanons For Heisenberg Who is Madly in Love With the Reader, Who Works as a Gardener at Castle Dimitrescu

-Let’s just say he would be in tons of denial first because the situation is not ideal. You are working for a woman he truly hates more than almost anyone. His dislike for Lady Dimitrescu could match that of his dislike for Mother Miranda, so Heisenberg would continue to tell himself that this feeling will pass.

-He tries to distract himself with his work, remind himself of his goals and how much he hates that woman. But each time he walks by her place, goes to a meeting, and he sees you, he realizes that it’s pointless.

-Heisenberg is madly in love with you.

-He wishes he knew why (so perhaps he could stop it), but there were so many things it could be. The fact that you have the courage to work with his vicious “sister” is one thing. But perhaps it’s also because you’re everything he desperately needs in his life. Calm, kind, diligent to your work, thoughtful, and not giving up.

-Once Heisenberg accepts his feelings for you, the more they grow and he stops denying, the more he comes to see you. He just couldn’t help himself. It was like a drug, the more he saw you, the more he needed to.

-You loved him visiting. You loved knowing how much he enjoyed seeing you and how much you’ve seemed to change him. He visits you very often, where you guys talk for hours. One time, you even picked him a flower from the gardens, which he wore on his coat to a meeting, much to the amusement of everyone.

-Well, everyone but one person.

-Heisenberg thought that your connection to Lady Dimitrescu would irritate him, but it’s actually the other way around. He comes to realize that every time he gets to see you, he can get on her nerves. I mean, just his very presence bothers her.

-It was a bunch of little things, which angered Lady Dimitrescu more than if Heisenberg blew a hole into the side of her castle. Some missing flowers, courtesy of you to give to him. Once she found a “Heisenberg was here” carved into one of her walls. He would always make sure to leave little graffiti marks like that whenever he left. She’s ready to skin him alive. (Ima be honest, he probably draws a penis at one point to be childish)

-Heisenberg soon understands that pushing these feelings away was never the answer. He was madly in love with you, and he’s come to realize that it has many more benefits than it ever could flaws. 

#resident evil #resident evil imagines #resident evil headcanons #resident evil village #resident evil village imagines #resident evil village headcanons #karl heisenberg #karl heisenberg x reader #karl heisenberg imagine #karl heisenberg headcanons

[xopinkroses]

Could I please request the dmc boys helping reader when they feel anxious/have a panic attack?

You don’t have to do this if your inbox is already pretty full but either way have a good day! :3

(It's a little short but I hope it's to your liking-- I've also thrown in V and Kyrie🌸 Thanks for the request! Be safe, babes💖💖)

DMC boys + V and Kyrie x Reader Having a Panic Attack♥

Summary; How Dante, Vergil, Nero, V and Kyrie help you through a panic attack. Warnings; Mental illness, panic attacks

MASTERLIST🌸

Dante

You often get anxious when Dante leaves for a job. No matter how much he reassures you before leaving, you can never shake the feeling of worry. You barely function when you’re in this state, thankfully he doesn’t tend to stay away for too long. Just as you worry for him, he is constantly thinking of you. He fights to get back home to you as soon as possible, not wanting you to be left alone for too long. 

He returns home earlier than expected and walks through the doors of Devil May Cry to find you huddled on the floor with your knees pulled into your chest. Dante curses and rushes to your side, dropping his weapons at the door. The smell of leather and gunpowder surrounds you as he holds you in his arms, rocking you back and forth while whispering soothing words in your ear. 

“Everything’s okay, babe. I’m back, I’m safe– there’s nothing to be worried about, I promise.”

Vergil

Vergil has had a few panic attacks in his life, even before being enslaved by Mundus loaded him with another spoonful of trauma. Back then, he never had anyone to comfort him when he would break down– but things are different now. You’ve helped him and taught him so much. And he wants to return to you the same kindness you showed him.

Vergil always asks before touching you when you’re in this state, keeping his movements careful and voice low. He laces his fingers with yours, and urges you to count with him. His voice is gentle as he counts with you. 

“One, two– that’s good, love. Three, four–” 

When your breathing has evened out and you’re in a calmer, more lucid state, he’ll brush your hair back and kiss your temple. Vergil makes sure that you’re comfortable before leaving momentarily to make you some tea. He won’t leave your side for the rest of the night, giving you plenty of time to tell him what’s been on your mind to have brought such an attack on. 

Nero

Nero feels his blood run cold the first time he walks in on you having a panic attack. His first instinct is to hold you close to him, like he’s trying to shield you from harm. Every strangled cry that leaves your lips ties his stomach in painful knots, he just holds you tighter. He feels so helpless and doesn’t know how to help. He’s panicking too, but trying his hardest to hide it from you. 

He’s comforting the both of you when he starts rambling about anything that comes to mind– his day, plans for tomorrow, something stupid Dante said the other day. His mouth is moving and words are spilling out but he’s not really hearing them, he’s just trying to distract you. Our boy’s clueless but he’s trying his best. 

V

V knew you were an anxious little thing from the first day he met you. He took it all in stride, honestly– He has a way with words and is usually able to comfort you with ease. But sometimes even he can’t talk you through your fears, because sometimes you aren’t thinking about anything in particular. A panic attack will just sneak up on you, and he’ll try his best to help you ride it out. 

He wakes up to quiet sobbing beside him. You’re curled into a ball beside him, body shaking as you hyperventilate. “Oh, my dear–” he doesn’t hesitate before placing his arms around you, his touch feather light. His calm voice lulls you back to sleep as he recites poetry to you. He watches over you as you sleep, watching out for any signs of nightmares. 

Kyrie

Kyrie takes care of you with a practised ease, knowing how to calm you down before you get too distressed. If you’re out in public she’ll lead you away from everyone and sit you down somewhere quiet. She gives you some personal space but keeps your numb hands in hers; massaging them and slowly bringing the feeling back to them. 

She sings sweetly to you, the same lullaby she sings to the children at the orphanage. Her beautiful voice works to loosen the tight coil in your chest, your breathing evens out and you squeeze her hands in silent thanks. 

“It’s okay, lovely,” she leans forward and lands a peck on your cheek. “I’m here for you– forever and always.”

~ 🖤

#devil may cry #dmc #devil may cry x reader #dmc x reader #dante x reader #vergil x reader #nero x reader #kyrie x reader #v x reader #dmc imagines #dmc headcanons

[scarlett-vixen]

could you do C with beel and hurt/comfort fluff if possible? thanks and congrats on 200 followers!! u deserve every single one :)

Anon my beloved I am SO sorry you had to wait for this!! I hope you’re still around and enjoy it though! What I wouldn’t give to cry my eyes out while Beel holds me :( bet he gives the best hugs! Also I can’t imagine Beel personally hurting you so i made him give all the comfort💖

Prompt: C- Cry

Pairing: Beelzebub x Gn!Reader

Genre: Hurt/Comfort + Fluff

Everyday in the Devildom was difficult as a human to some extent, you were much smaller than everyone else, had no real way of protecting yourself, not to mention you now had seven unruly roommates who didn’t seem to know what privacy was.

On top of all that you also had school work to do, which really sealed the deal on this being hell for you. It wasn’t just school work though, it was Devildom school work. Meaning you had weird classes with even weirder assignments, you had projects that required you to transform things or make them disappear, your homework sometimes had to be translated through three different languages before you could understand it. Everything was piling up and to be honest you were at your breaking point.

Today was the day, you could feel it in your bones the minute you woke up. You spilled your drink all over your uniform at breakfast, you went to turn in your essay and noticed an entire page was missing, your pen leaked all inside your backpack, you just needed to survive long enough to turn in your project at the end of the day.

Your project was actually the only good thing happening lately. Usually you struggled putting together big diorama’s but this one had been easy, you were proud of how well it turned out and were positive you’d get an A on it.

You made your way to the classroom storing all the finished projects, hoping to add a few finishing touches to secure your high grade. As you approached the door you noticed two lower demons standing against the lockers outside, eyeing you and stifling laughs, you ignored them and entered the room anyway.

You found the table holding your project and removed the sheet covering it, as soon as the sheet dropped you felt the air leave your body. You stood face to face with the left over corpse of your project, broken, smashed and a sticky substance covering it.

All your hard work, all the hours you spent putting it together, all the time you spent alone in your room. This project had survived living with seven chaotic demons, but now it was a pile of rubble practically. Your eyes started to sting, you felt your heart break a little.

“That’s what you get for being a teachers pet.”

“Go back to your own realm already.”

You turned slightly to see the two demons from before standing in the doorway, they continued to laugh and sneer at you, quite obvious they had been the killers here. They soon left you alone in the room, left with nothing but your broken project and broken heart.

You couldn’t deal with it anymore, no matter what you did it seemed like a losing game, for the first time since you arrived you ditched your last two classes of the day and went into hiding.

You managed to hold it together pretty well on the way home, but the moment you closed your bedroom door the tears flooded out of you. Knowing you were home alone you made no attempt to silence your cries, the frustration that had been building inside you finally being released, your throat becoming sore with each cry that left you.

Curled up on your bed, making yourself as small as possible, you tried to calm yourself. You just wanted to vanish, you felt so alone down here yet it always seemed like all eyes were on you.

Caught up in your own misery you didn’t hear the door creak open, you completely missed the sound of footsteps walking towards you and you certainly didn’t hear your name being called in a soft voice.

It wasn’t until a hand touched your shoulder that you realized you weren’t alone anymore, you screamed from the sudden contact causing the hand to flinch away, looking up you found Beel standing over you with deep concern and fear in his eyes.

“Are you okay?” The sixth born spoke in such a quiet voice it seemed like he was on the verge of tears himself.

“Do I look okay?” You snapped at him, immediately regretting it.

“No…you look really upset, is something wrong?” As caring and thoughtful as he was, Beel had always struggled with your sarcasm especially when it was filled with attitude.

“Everything is wrong, if you must know,” You sat up on the bed trying to feel slightly less small than the massive demon in front of you. “I can’t do anything right anymore.”

You watched him fidget with his hands, glancing down at your bed and shifting his weight on his feet, you knew what he wanted but was too nervous to ask for. You scooted over making room for him to sit, the moment you did he settled down next to you, you kept yourself small by hugging your knees to your chest.

“Do you want to tell me about it?” He offered.

“No. Not really.” You felt a sharp sting in your lungs, the tears were approaching quickly.

“Do you want a hug?” Beel tilted his head, a warm smile on his face. Such a small gesture of kindness yet it broke you entirely.

“Yes…” You threw yourself into his open arms, your tears pouring out as fast as they could. You felt his arms wrap around your body, tightening just a little each time you sobbed into his chest.

You began spilling your heart to him, about not feeling good enough, about not feeling like you belong, about the destroyed project, and about the demons who wanted you to leave. Even though you were recalling some of the most awful things, you never felt better than in this moment.

Wrapped in the arms of one of the only demons who ever showed you pure kindness on a daily basis, you felt safe, you felt loved, you felt as if none of this really mattered as long as you could stay in his embrace.

“I want you here.” His voice shaky. You glanced up through tear filled eyes and saw that Beel was close to tears himself. “Things are better with you here… I don’t want you to leave.”

You couldn’t help but smile, it only made sense that such a big demon would have such a big heart. You assured him you weren’t leaving, that you were simply having a hard time recently.

Beel pulled you fully into his lap before nuzzling his face into your neck, you left a soft kiss on the side of his head and could feel him smile against your skin. You were reveling in his warm embrace when you thought of something.

“Beel, what are you doing home? Class isn’t over yet.” He pulled back only enough to see your face before answering.

“I saw you leave RAD and got worried. You never leave early… I wanted to make sure you were okay.”

You felt your heart swell, nothing else that happened today mattered anymore.

Beel adjusted himself to lay back against your headboard, holding you close to his chest and placing soft kisses on the top of your head. Right now he wanted to make sure you were okay, he’d deal with his punishment from Lucifer later, and tomorrow he would deal with the two demons who dared to upset you.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #omswd #obey me beelzebub #obey me fanfic #obey me mc #obey me beelzebub x reader #obey me beel fluff #om! beelzebub #omswd beelzebub #kats 200+ event

[alwritey-aphrodite]

Hii! For your Valentine's prompts could I please request the Late Night Talking one for Poe? 💖

7 Days of Valentines

It was no secret that Poe Dameron was the sweetest man in the Resistance, if not the entire galaxy. Even when his world was crumbling apart, when he felt like he couldn’t go on, he was there for everyone else. As much as Poe knows he’s skilled as a leader and a pilot, he thinks the true meaning behind his existence is to be a light.

He’s a beam of positivity for the entirety of the Resistance, but that increases tenfold when you’re someone he really cares about, like Finn or Rey or, most of all, you. There’s nothing he would stop at to make you smile.

Your life is a constant struggle, it’s been war as long as you can remember. You cherish the little pockets of peace and calm, holding onto the good memories for when things go dark. Sometimes, though, things can get a little too dark, and you need a little help that Poe is all too happy to offer.

Poe struggles too, and it’s not something he hides, but it’s so much easier for him to stay positive when his friends are rallied around him, smiles on their faces despite the dark times. That’s the real weapon, he thinks, the ability to smile and find joy in the darkest of times. A little bit of hope can go a long way, and he makes sure it spreads.

In spending so much time together, Poe’s become familiar with all the ways to bring you back up, to pull you back from that dark place. You like being distracted, taken for walks in nature or sitting in front of a holo together. You like being able to stay in bed together for a few seconds longer, wrapped up in each other’s arms.

Any string that Poe could pull is pulled when you’re feeling down. Suddenly, the two of you have a day off at the same time, giving you all the time to relax and soak up time with each other, an infrequent opportunity you plan to make the best of.

Though, it turns out you don’t need to plan anything, because Poe has it handled.

Your morning starts slow and soft, waking once you’re rested instead of being pulled from your sleep by the blaring of an alarm. Poe is still warm against you, arms looped loosely around your shoulders and a sleepy little smile on his face. Too soon for your liking though, he gets out of bed and heads for the small kitchen in your quarters.

Eventually, you join him, taking a blanket from your bed with you to fight off the chill.

“Where’d you get that?” You ask, nodding your head towards the fruit he’s in the middle of cutting up.

“Stole it,” he shrugs, “commander privileges.” You can’t help but laugh at him, stealing a piece of the cut up fruit before you wander back to bed.

The whole morning is spent together, giggling and feeding each other pieces of stolen fruit, wrapped up in the warmth of being with the person you care about most. Poe’s thought of everything, and the entire day is perfect and relaxing and makes you feel ten times lighter.

Whenever you’re with Poe, whether it’s for a minute or a day or a second, it’s easy to forget that you’re in the middle of a war. He makes life easy for you just by existing, but on days when he gets the opportunity to go above and beyond is showing his affection, you swear you’ve never been happier.

#poe dameron #poe dameron x reader #poe dameron x you #poe dameron fanfiction #poe dameron fanfic #star wars #star wars fanfiction #7 days of valentines

[i-cant-sing]

Snow I’m torn, on one hand I hate dentists but on the other hand I still love you 😭 I feel like dentists = bad because I was traumatized by 2 dentists as a kid so I hope you’re a nice one

Girl I don't even like dentists (because one time, I was with my mom at a dentists because she wanted to get my bro checked out for cavities, and in the waiting area, this other girl who had just got her tooth pulled out was crying to her mom and kept on pulling the gauze out of her mouth. And after the third time she did it, her mom slapped her right on the cheek. And that shit scared me because i tbought that was a compulsory treatment everyone was gonna get who went to the dentist. The mom slapping your cheek). Or doctors. Always found them to be too rude/narcissistic (except for 1 pediatric. He was a real one🤧) I only chose to go to dental school because my brother is a doctor and I didn't wanna hear people say that I chose XYZ career because I was too dumb to be a doctor. Yes it's a stupid reason, I'm well aware.

I'm a great dentist btw(or a dental student, for now) Like I ain't gonna force u to get a procedure just to make bucks. And I always calm down my patients, ease any of their worries, never make comments to ridicule a patient about their oral hygiene, etc. Like I get it, it's very awkward and low key embarrassing to have a dentist invade your personal space to look into your mouth that u know has some issues, expecially when your dentist is as beautiful and hot as me, which makes u feel even more insecure. But I can assure you, after the first few patients, dentists get used to it and they don't find it disgusting at all- even for a germaphobe like me.

As for your phobia of dentists, don't worry. It's way more common than u think, and I can tell you rn- as long as you maintain a good oral hygiene (brushing 2-3 a day, or after every meal. And floss.) It'll be very unlikely for u to get a cavity. Just get your Scaling done once a year, or maybe two years, it's different for everyone.

I just hope I'll be minting money soon💖

[jasmariswonderland]

“We’ll be going live soon! My stomach is overwhelmed by butterflies!”

✨🌷💖🧚‍♀️Ione’s 2023 Birthday SSR ~ Blooming Birthday Stage!🧚‍♀️💖🌷✨

When Danica gave Ione the green light to decide the Black Swans’ next concept for her birthday, it didn’t take her long to decide. Inspired by helping Crisanta prepare for the Fairy Gala, Ione came up with this lovely concept centered around fairies, the joy of springtime and the magic of rebirth. 

She certainly feels reborn after taking center stage for the first time in her life and reveling in the admiration of her fans and the kind birthday wishes of her classmates. Look forward to her special birthday interview later in the week! 

Voice lines under the cut! ✨

When Summoned: “We’ll be going live soon! My stomach is overwhelmed by butterflies!” 

Summon: 

Groovy: “Everyone’s staring at me, but for once, I don’t mind! This has been the best birthday ever!” 

Set Home: “For my birthday, I decided to become a fairy!” 

Home Idle 1: “The Black Swans will be doing special birthday concepts all throughout the year. I’m excited to see what my clubmates will come up for theirs!” 

Home Idle 2: “Riddle-san doesn’t strike me as the type to enjoy idol concerts. But when I was singing, his smile was from ear to ear!”

Home Idle 3: “When I was little, my sisters would read me stories about the adventures of a little craft fairy who loved to make things and even fought pirates. My outfit is modeled after hers!” 

Home Login: “I honestly cannot remember the last time I truly enjoyed my birthday like this. And I’m very grateful to you and everyone who made today so special!” 

Home Idle Groovy: “I’m a little nervous about my solo song later, the others won’t be on stage with me so I hope I do well.”

Home Tap 1: “I was able to have a facetime chat with my sisters right before the party began. They both loved my outfit and were leaving so many sweet comments during the live stream!” 

Home Tap 2: “Idia-san seemed kind of nervous when he was handing me his gift. He’s normally so calm around me, I wonder if he’s ill.” 

Home Tap 3: “The bag Farron gave me is so elegant, it even has a matching case for my glasses! I’ve never before had such a stylish accessory.”

Home Tap 4: “The cake Trey-san made for me is very pretty. He was explaining to me how he used special edible glitter to give it the impression of being sprinkled with fairy dust.” 

Home Tap 5: “Even now, I sometimes think about taking off my glasses before going on stage. But ultimately, I do think I look better with them.”

Home Tap Groovy: “There were a lot of pictures taken of me today and I’m sure they all found their way onto Magicam. I...hope my father doesn’t mind this.” 

DUO MAGIC: Ione: “What was that, Idia-san?” Idia: “H...happy birthday...Ione-chan...”

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland oc #twst oc #oc: black swans #oc: ione #oc birthday #Ione's cards

[crescencestudio]

Just wanted to say I came across Alaris two nights ago and literally stayed up all night to complete the demo. I am obsessed. I have work tomorrow, and it’s almost 1am, and my first thought is “maybe I should try another route of Alaris, I don’t have to get into work ‘til 6(pm) anyways”. I literally played so long I had issues seeing because my eyes were so dry. I am low on funds rn (had to take a few weeks off work for a health issue) but the second I get my next paycheck I plan to drop by your patreon. I have not been this taken by a game in eons. The writing is phenomenal. The characters are so intriguing and real. The art is absolutely stunning. The soundtrack is so pleasing - so calming. Thank you so much for making this. I know it’s just a demo right now, but honestly, even if you never finished it, I’d be in your debt forever. I’ve been having a really rough time in my life lately with waiting on a potentially terrifying diagnosis, and was kind of at my breaking point before I found your Alaris. It probably sounds really silly, but when I played it, I felt like a weight was off my chest - it was the first thing in months to not just truly distract me, but to really bring me out of that sort of hazy out of body feeling. Sorry if that’s kinda heavy, I just wanted you to know that your “silly” (as you described it on the website I think? Or somewhere I saw you say that) game has had a huge impact on my life, at least, and I’m really grateful for that. Thank you, truly. Anyways, I’d write more, but to be honest, I’m about to spend another all nighter playing Alaris. I hope you have a wonderful night (or day. Or the like). 💕

ANON…..::::…….. WHOEVER U R I HOPE ONLY BLESSINGS COME TO YOU. this literally made me tear up. i screenshotted it so i can keep it forever and look back on it anytime i’m sad. that is how much this ask meant to me 😭😭😭

you took the time to send in such a sweet, thoughtful message, i only think it appropriate to respond in kind so i apologize in advance for a bit of a longer response everyone!

FIRST, i think i am too late, but i hope you got some rest!!!!!!!!! alaris will always be there for you to play so please do not sacrifice your eyes and sleep for it!!!!! especially if ur having health problems of any kind and waiting on a scary diagnosis—those can be incredibly stressful and hard to go through so i hope you receive good news soon. regardless, i am keeping u in my thoughts and sending you all my love right now 💖💐

i know exactly what you mean by a game or piece of media pulling you out of a dark time, and it’s not heavy or silly at all for you to mention that. in fact, it’s an honor that alaris, even in its demo form, was able to provide that to you. i never would’ve imagined my silly little game (i call it that on my patreon, so u r remembering correctly ha!) would make that much of an impact on anyone, so i’m glad it connected to you in that way 🥺

you do not, by any means, have to support my patreon. especially if you are low on funds, i promise this message alone is support enough! thank you so, so much for the kind words and for taking the time to write this up and send it in, anon. it means the world to me and i hope alaris (in its current and future form) can continue to be something you enjoy 💖 keeping u close in my heart and hoping your health improves, ily!!! 💐✨

#asks #anon #alaris

[ardent-fox]

Sleeping Beauties (the Franny ficlet)

[Feel free to skip this preface and scroll down to read the ficlet or click on the AO3 link here]

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Hello, lovely humans! 🥰

Today marks 3 months since I joined this lovely fandom by posting my first Galladrabble. First of all, I'd like to say a huge thank you to all of you on here. The kindness, talent and artistry that I've been so fortunate to have you all bestow upon me has been incredibly inspiring to me over the last 12 weeks, and your encouragement and support regarding my own work has been just what I needed to give me that extra push to keep going creatively, even during times when I thought I didn't have that much to offer in that regard. This truly is such a positive, loving fandom and I am so grateful to have stumbled upon it and have gotten to know some you a little better, which I hope will only continue in the future 💖

In celebration of the last 3 months, here's a little 751-words Franny ficlet I wrote back in March, a few weeks before I mustered the courage to step out of my comfort zone as a lurker. I got the idea for it from one of the hand prompts circling at the time, 'little hands in big hands'. I originally wrote this based solely on the Mickey/Franny 11x2 "Guns!" scene before I even started watching season 11, unaware of the Ian and Mickey dispute over Mickey not having a job at the time, so I guess this could read as a slight canon divergent/fix-it ficlet of sorts. While I haven't completed anything in full since, I have many WIP snippets that I need to organize into fics in my chaotic noggin, and I truly hope I'll be able to create longer, finished fics soon ✨️

This also marks my first (independent) work posted to AO3, which you can check out in the link at the top, or simply continue reading under this (overly long, wtf Lyds) preface. Thank you for reading and love to every single one of you! 💙

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"The fuck is everyone?" Mickey asks as he opens the front door and Franny follows him back into the Gallagher house, giggling at the sound her toy guns make when she dumps them on the armchair in the empty living room. A cartoon blasts from the TV and he thinks he can hear the voices of Ian and Debbie discussing something in the next room, but everyone else seems to have either gone upstairs or left already. Balloons and paper garlands sway as Mickey and Franny make their way to the couch, her pink princess dress crumpling and fresh grass stains on his jeans stretching while they take their seat, both in dire need of a break from their invigorating game of "Liquor store robbery".

A quiet moment passes before Franny impulsively puts her hand in her uncle's tattooed one, grabbing his thumb tightly and hoisting herself up onto his lap. Mickey's eyebrows shoot up in surprise at their sudden close proximity, the muscles in his legs tensing in reaction to the unsolicited affection. He makes a conscious effort to relax for the little one's sake and allow her to rest there for a moment, the sweet, powdery aroma of her rose-scented shampoo already filling his senses as he carefully wraps his free arm around her, worried she might fall if she loses her balance. A foreign warmth begins to settle in his chest when Franny snuggles into him deeper, her breathing shallow and steady against his neck, round eyes blinking lazily at the TV. He can feel her body slumping with each passing minute, sleep quickly overtaking the happily tired birthday girl.

A sense of calm envelops him, it's softness draping over him like one of Franny's plush blankets. It doesn't take too long for him to feel his own limbs growing heavy, mind barely registering the clunking of dishes as Ian and Debbie move on to cleaning up the remnants of the party in the kitchen. He can't recall the last time he felt this tired, and he wonders what the reason could be. Perhaps it was all that job-hunting this afternoon, followed by searching for the biggest toy guns he could find? Maybe it was due to the six beers he had this evening in combination with the exercise the little redhead had put him through? Or was it thanks to the fact that Franny's loose grip on him vaguely reminded him of the way Ian sometimes held him before they dozed off together, the comfort he was now surrendering to not so alien after all? Regardless of the reason, one deep sigh is all it takes for his body to give in to slumber as he continues to hold his niece, her tiny hand still clasped in his.

Minutes, days, years go by before he awakens to a clamor and the faces of Debbie and Ian staring at him, a light reflecting in the beer bottle wrapped in the young man's hand, making Mickey squint his eyes. There's barely enough time for him to note the look of annoyance on Debbie's face before she scoops her sleeping daughter up into her arms, a frown plastering his own features as he flinches at the sudden loss.

"Great, now she's overtired and fell asleep too early. She'll be up at the crack of dawn in the morning, thanks a lot," she blurts out while walking off with her child and Mickey rubs his eyes with a scoff, too dazed to come up with one of his snappy replies.

A beat passes before he manages to focus his tired gaze on Ian and notice the gentle expression on his face, that familiar smirk spreading across it as his eyes beam with mischief, ready to tease him at any second.

"Can it, Gallagher," he cuts him off before he can say anything and Ian raises his hands up in surrender, chuckling to himself as he takes another swig of his beer. He sets the bottle down on the coffee table with a clink, then extends a hand to his sleepy husband. 

"Come on, let's get you down for your nap, too," Ian presses softly, unable to resist.

"Fuck off," Mickey retorts through a yawn but takes his hand anyway, standing up on wobbly legs. Ian puts an arm around Mickey as he guides him to the stairs, pausing to let him walk in front of him as they make their way up to their bedroom, his grin never leaving his lips.

#tumblrversary #3 months #sleeping beauties #my fic #shameless fic #mickey milkovich #franny gallagher #ian gallagher #uncle mickey #uncle ian #ficlet #gallavich #shameless #feel like my writing has improved a lot since this #but I've only found the balls to post this now 🤷‍♀️

[what-if-nct]

hiiiii!! i have been dead but its ok bc mental health and college is demanding asf 😭 on a lighter topic (bc im still sad asf) is anyone else absolutely obsessed with the what it is haechan tiktok edits?? like dayum man, how do you move like that?? haechans dancing us sooo smooth and so underrated 😭 also i am having a slight sexuality crisis bc im attracted to literally every pretty girl i see but only like kpop boys or fictional ones :( or the really pretty boys, like i have never had a crush on a dude i knew irl, then again i grew up in a place filled with with white trailer trash. ooh i did just move for college tho so we'll have to see if that changes. rn either im just into femininity or im bi?? or?? im confused, we'll say that. anyways, how are you doing? hows life? i hope you're doing ok <333 lysm 💓💖💘💕💞🩷💗

Hiiii, well it's almost summer so you'll have a nice long break soon. And yes oh my gosh and he looks so good for like no reason, like lately he's been looking too good like him and Renjun, it's too much. But I think I'm just finally out of seeing them like babies. Finally they took way longer than Jeno and Jaemin. And I Iove how every few months there's one song used for everyone but it just becomes Haechan's song cause it's literally perfect for him.

I think it is pretty common to be solely attracted to women but only really be drawn to unattainable and pretty men. I see it talked about a lot. Because I'm Bi my experience is a little different also since after something happened I'm slightly afraid to date women at this moment but I still love women but my main focus has been men for like three years so I can't exactly provide any proper insight. But I do know preferring just feminine people is definitely a thing. That's what it is for me I love women and pretty pretty boys. But I think being in a new environment might change your perception of things. But also it's normal to be attracted to one gender but find people in the opposite gender aesthetically pleasing. There's so many possibilities it will kind of work itself out while you're remaining aware of all of your feelings and putting it all together.

And I'm doing fine, a lot better than I was last week, Mercury being in retrograde really got me, mercury retrograde hasn't really got me like that since I think 2019 but it was during Scorpio season. And last week the moon was in Scorpio. So I wonder. Plus I was expecting my period which finally ended today yay! so ya know the planets, stars, and hormones just got the best of me. But I did start reading oracle cards again and I'm just using them for inner healing more than divination. They're just telling me I did all the hard work already I just need to wait, take care of myself, be nice to myself, protect myself and realize what makes me special. And it's actually kind of calmed my mind and I'm not crying every night. Also read a comment on a psychiatrist reacts to A&W by Lana del Rey video. A&W is already a song that I relate to but that comment was something I really needed to read. because it was exactly what I've been going through and feeling and it was really what I needed to read.