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bittersvgar · 1 year

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Fangs

Pairing:Neteyam x Na'vi!reader

Warnings:none but ig it can be slightly suggestive in the end but thats it rlly

Tbh i just love how they have fangs. Sorry if it has many error, its fr 2 am rn so ill edit it later.

Their like 18 in this soo

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After sneaking out successfully, you and Neteyam ran to your secret spot with you sitting on Neteyam lap, straddling his hip as you caressed his face. Neteyam leaned in your hand, purring lowly as he felt you hand massage his scalp lightly.

You observed Neteyam peaceful expression, eyes lingering on his lip before you lowered your head to give him a quick peck, to which he eagerly responded to, chasing your lips the moment it left his causing you to giggle.

"What's so funny." He huffed, pouting as he leaned in to kiss you only for your hand to cover his lips. "Hey, stop that," He said, voice slightly muffled under you're hand, and with a few seconds of you not letting go, he opened his mouth to lightly bite your hand.

"Hey!" You yelled, snatching youre hand the moment you felt his fang dig into your skin, with Neteyam just staring at you with a smug smile.

"You deserved it."

You let out a sound of disapproval before tracing the luminescent freckles on his face, to which made him close his eyes as he felt your fingers hover over his lips.

"Nete."

A hum was heard in the air at the sound of his name, ears twitching to your direction slightly.

"Open your mouth."

His eyes opened as he looked at you funny.

"Why?"

"Just because. Pleasee Nete."

He pondered for a few seconds before sighing as he opened his mouth slowly, to which you leaned forward, tail swaying behind you showing your sudden interest in his mouth.

Neteyam watched you closely as you brought your finger to touch his fang . He felt you push your finger against the bone slightly before going down to press it against his tongue, which he stuck out for you as you put more pressure on the wet muscle.

You finally looked up at his eyes, the corner of your mouth quirking up at the half-lidded gaze he was giving you.

"You wanna see somthing cool?" You questioned him, to which he nodded.

Neteyam eyes widen as he look into your mouth.

On your tounge, a metal ball was seen sitting in the middle of it.

"You like it?" You asked, as Neteyam just stared into your mouth focused on the piercing.

"Y-yeah. Hell yeah," He said, before grabbing your hips lightly as he brought you as close as he can to his chest. "That's so hot."

You laughed at his daze expression before leaning into him, this time actually kissing him as you opened your mouth slightly to let his tounge clash with your own.

Neteyam groaned at the feeling of the cold metal touching his tounge, pushing his mouth harder into your causing your teeth to clash as he held your face in his hands. Your hands ran through his hair, before tugging his head back, making him let out a slight whine.

You wiped your lips against the back of your hands as saliva was slowly falling down due to the messing kissing.

"Did that piercing turn you on or something." You teased, watching him roll his eyes at your comment. "Your so eager tonight."

"Quiet," Neteyam hands slid down you waist, rubbing soothing circles on it. "Lets not forget your sudden interest in my fangs."

"Shut up Nete."

#x reader #neteyam x reader #avatar x reader #avatar #avatar way of water #avatar the way of water #neteyam

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5cookiekitty · 1 year

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Could you do a fanfic with you demon slayer fanfic idea with reader having the same personality as daki but worst and visiting them and was attacked by a hashira and had to call one of her siblings

*『koku-nii』

Yandere uppermoon {kokushibo} × little sister reader

Fanfic idea

'This is to easy.' The hashira avoided the array of pin like crystal that came flying towards him with a slash of his breathing. 'Somthing isn't right here.' He could feel it in his bones a she watched uppermoon zero send out more crystal's from the ground in which he weaved and dodge once more. The crystal's on her face that formed in the middle of head in the shape of a butterfly glowed allowing for crystal like butterfly to fly through the air.

"I can you feel you getting weaker and slower! Your a hashira right! If I kill you here I will certainly expect some praise!" The demons voice was sickenly gleeful on such a beautiful face. Her Kimono , that split open to show a leg that wore geta sandals and a ankle long white sock , fluttered in the wind like falling angel wings. Maybe she was one.

The hashira stared at the demon who was taunting him much like how a child would. ‘Something isn't right here.’ he thought as he easily deflected away another array of crystals coming his way. ‘There's no way it should be this easy right.’ this was an uppermoon of course but even he was getting bored with this battle. ‘Doesn't matter anyway…’ he activated his breathing as he slashed forward in an instant and behind the demon. “Cause your through”

The demon was quick to try to snap her head around with the anger on her beautiful face clear as day. “What did you just say to me you li-” and then suddenly the world was upside down and spinning as she collapsed like a marionette without its strings attached as her head gently rolled on the ground as her body slumped to the ground on its side. “Huh?”

“Do you mind telling me where your little demon friend is hiding.” he watched those e/c eyes glare at him from the floor. “Since you're too weak to be the one who killed all those slayers.” he got an angry screech in response. “What is that supposed to mean! I really am an uppermoon ,I am! I'll kill you for your insolence!” he looked down at the demon on the floor with confused eyes. “Can't kill me if you're dead.” His voice was flat and deadpanned.

“It's not over yet , You just caught me off guard! If I put my head back on, I'll show you! You wont get me a second time”

“You're right I won't get you a second time cause there isnt going to be a second time.”

“But-”

“Stop it , it's over. You're over so why don't you just go ahead and die already. Your reign of terror is over.” he was about ready to stop entertaining this soon-to-be-dead demon when suddenly he felt something. ‘What the-’ all the hairs on his body stood to attention as he narrowly avoided a thin crystal needle coming at him. ‘Hold on, wait a minute, why isn't she disintegrating.’

“How dare you!How dare you! How dare you!” the shrill voice on the angry demon renovated throughout the forest as she sat up onto her hands and knees, head forgotten in favor of slamming the ground down in anger. “DIE! DIE! DIE! all of you slayers can die!” the demon continued her babbling angry rant as the hashira stared on in growing confusion. “I'm an upper moon!i'm strong and i'm getting stronger everyday! I'm better than you!I'm better than you, you hear me!” The woman now had angry frustrated tears streaming down her face looking and acting too much like a child in dire need of comfort.

“My head got cut off! It got cut off! He cut it off!”

‘Wait hold on , who is she complaining to-’

And suddenly with a hand raised in the air that once more slammed onto the ground she released what felt like death itself.

“KOKU-NIIIIIIIIIIII”

And before the hashira could comprehend what was happening there was a sudden burst of unimaginable bloodlust throughout the area as something started to emerge from the female demon's back. Suddenly he was swinging forward as every instinct in his body since becoming a demon slayer activated in a sudden urge and need to kill the literal death-bringing-thing coming out from where it was hidden with his katana. And yet as soon as he neared the thing , inches away , his katana cut through nothing.

And then he heard sniffling and a whine and his head quickly snapped behind him to see the demoness , crying softly into a hand that cupped the side of her face gently as she tried in vain to whip away her rapidly falling tears. Head now attached to her body with a person crouched in front of her. “Y-you saw what he did right.” Her voice was soft and shaky , reminding the slayer of a crying child and not of a heartless demon that he knew she was. “I wasn't doing anything and yet-” she sounded like another slot of tears was going to come out as the last of her sentence wobbled out.

The slayer stood to the back , uncertain of what to do. Even for someone like him the back to back abnormalities were coming quickly and he felt as though he needed some time to rest.readying himself he quickly zipped across the room only to jump back when his face came too close to being sliced in half by a sword. ‘Shit.’ He could feel blood begin to dribble down from his head as his eyes finally found the new occupant in the room. ‘Double shit.’ cause staring back at him were six eyes , the middle pair having kanji written in it.

Uppermoon 1

“I knew something was off.” the slayer mumbled as he looked the upper moon up and down. ‘This is bad. I can feel it in my bones.’ He watched as the girl, not a woman , never to grow up and be one continued to cry to herself in the background. ‘Not to mention that one aint exited from the land of the living yet. What the absolute hell is going on here.’ he stepped back , a bit nervously , when uppermoon took a stance that blocked most of his view of the woman.

“You must be a hashira.” The demon talked slowly, giving his tone that of a gravitas one. ‘His whole aura screams unnerving tranquility.as if he's in control of everything.’ The hashira got into a stance , hands on the handle of his katana ready to strike at a moment's notice. “Yes I am.” he watched as the demon brought down his katana also into a stance ready to fight. “Good.” he said. “Maybe you'll last longer…than the others.” and with a swing of the katanas and the swirl of crystals the fight was on.

hours later y/n would give kokushibo her gift she meant to give him before she attacked in the midst of a bloody massacre. A hand carved comb with little dragons painted onto it to with white crystals. It would the next night when y/n had combined herself with him that he would genly touched the comb hidden away in his kimono as he stared up at the moon.

#platonic yandere #platonic #yandere #yandere kny #yandere kny x reader #yandere demon slayer #yandere uppermoons #yandere uppermoons x reader #yandere kokushibo #yandere kokushibo x reader

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wtfakiiii · 5 months

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"Johnny, I don't wanna be alone anymore."

I said, as the stars in the sky illuminated my face enough for Johnny to see my tears fall down my cheeks. He looked at me, not with pity, but somthing eles. Like he understood exactly what I meant, even if i didn't say anything. I sat with my legs up to my chest and my arms holding my body tight. As if i loosend my grip, my limbs would fall apart.

Johnny glanced at me before his eyes followed mine, to the sky. He spoke in the soft voice he always did. "You won't be." His eyes spoke as much as his lips did. His hand slowly lingered towards mine. His hands felt cold, but warm. Like his skin was cold, but his bones were warm.

"Johnny?" I asked, "Yeah?" He answered looking at me. "Do you think, oh I don't know. We'll be together until we're old?" I tore off the bark of a small twig, feeling nervous. "Well darn, I'd hope so. I like you, alot. And- I like being' r'ound you.You dig?" He looked at me, waiting to see my expression. I smiled warmly, "yeah, I dig."

#the outsiders #the outsiders x reader #johnny cade #johnny cade x reader #x reader #ralph macchio

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i-read-and-write-barely · 7 months

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Skeletons

You decide to terrorize the bunker with a bunch of mini plastic skeletons, no one is safe from the undead onslaught. (Contains Sam and Dean.)

Day 5. Skeletons.

"Hey uh, can I ask you something?" Sams voice reaches your ears, bringing you out of your little chaos scheming session.

"Yeah, ask away Sammy boy~" Your reply is cheerful, typically when you're this cheerful it's because you've been causing mischief. That tracks for this occasion too.

Sam lightly pinches the bridge of his nose. "Why were there 40 plastic skeletons in my room?" He brings his hands together and points them in your direction.

"Well... I just figured you'd like them~ Don't worry, Dean also got bombarded with Mr. Bones like you did. Just not in his room." With a devious smile you slip away. Sneaking off to hide.

A loud shout of your name echos through the bunker, making you giggle. "Why is there a tiny dug up graveyard in my pie!?" Evidently Dean found Mr. Bones, or at least parts of him. Breaking into a peal of laughter that unfortunately led the now very grumpy Dean Winchester to your exact location. "I demand an answer! You ruined a perfectly good pie, and you will pay for this."

Dean gestured at the pie, it was fairly gruesome as pie destruction goes. You even went to the effort of making little graves for all the skeletons, and some big spooky trees. Apparently Dean was not amused. "Sorry, sorry Dean-o." You manage to speak a little between fits of giggles. "But do not fear~ There's a second pie for you just hiding behind the salads for our local rabbit."

Grumbling to himself about a ruined pie Dean ventured back to the kitchen, after a few minutes Dean finds the second pie and his mood lifts back up again. Potential crisis adverted.

Over the next few days you continued to accumulate more and more skeletons in the house. All of them now dubbed "Mr. Bones" Much to the brothers dismay your chaos bringing continued. Every morning Sam would wake up to find a few new Mr. Bones added to his collection, and similarly Dean would find a few more skeletons in and on his car.

To you this was delightful, however, unbeknownst to you, the brothers were concocting a plan. One to get revenge on what you've been dong to them.

A week after everything dies down, you awake. Shifting sleepily out of bed you slip your feet down to the floor, only to feel somthing... brittle. You snap your eyes open, all around your room are all mini Mr. Bones. All 400 of them. Seeing all the mini skeletons brings a smile to your face and you chuckle. Going downstairs you thank the boys for the surprise. They simply nod in response. Maybe next year you'll try plastic spiders instead.

Tag list:@phoenixwithcatears

#spnoctober #spn x reader #supernatural x reader #sam winchester #dean winchester #sam and dean #spn #supernatural #this is actually fairly platonic #sam winchester x reader #dean winchester x reader

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taizi · 8 months

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could you write something about the crew saving sanji from captivity, like maybe he was caught by marines or somthing, and they hadnt been feeding him, and the crew gets to cook for sanji for once or something like that?

It made sense that they would run into a halfway intelligent Marine grunt sooner or later.

“You don’t fight with your hands much,” he said, opening the file on the table in between them. “Weak arms? Nah, I’ve never heard of a sailor with weak arms. There must be another reason.”

He wasn’t anyone special. Sanji was familiar enough with the uniforms by now to tell at a glance that he wasn’t decorated the way the real heavy hitters were. Chief Petty Officer, maybe. Warrant Officer at best.

Sanji was a Straw Hat. He wasn’t going to break a sweat for anyone less than a Vice-Admiral. He made sure to say as much, to clear up any misunderstandings. The officer didn’t appreciate hearing it for some reason.

He put out a hand without looking up from the file. A guard by the door stepped forward and placed something in his palm.

It was a ball-peen hammer.

“You’re the cook. That’s why you protect your hands. You wouldn’t have a place in that famous crew of yours if you lost those.”

“Well, you’re partly right, at least,” Sanji admitted. “For someone stupid enough to spectacularly piss my captain off, that’s far more than I expected.”

The extraction team arrived in the form of an unhinged skeleton and a six-foot-tall reindeer that tossed his knife-point antlers hard enough to put a decent-sized hole in the doorframe, but only after two fingers were mangled on Sanji’s right hand and one was freshly broken on his left.

The officer whirled around at the sudden appearance of uninvited company—surprised for just a moment, and then gray-faced with fear.

“About time,” Sanji snarked, and wrenched his shackled hands hard enough that the chain links binding him to the floor snapped. He stood, stretched his spine, and flicked a disinterested look at the Marine officer, who went melting towards the back of the room on legs that wobbled like jelly. Disregarding him, Sanji added, “Did Robin have time to get those files she wanted? I stalled for ages.”

For a beat, neither of his nakama answered him. Then Brook’s jaw made a cracking noise like a gunshot, the way it does when he’s grinding his teeth, and Chopper shrieked, “Your hands!!”

Sanji glanced down at them. “Oh, yeah. Our mutual friend over there wasn’t very creative.”

It hurt like a bitch, but it was far from the worst thing he’d ever felt. If it had gone much further, he might have seriously considered deviating from the plan, but a few broken bones? His brothers used to do that just for fun.

Brook tossed his guitar over his shoulder, where it hung against his back by the strap looped across his chest, and withdrew his sword instead.

“I can be very creative,” he said, sing-song.

“We’re leaving!” Chopper proclaimed, and herded Sanji toward the door with his antlers. Sanji went, amused by the pushiness.

It’s much less amusing an hour later, when his fingers are splinted and wrapped carefully, and Chopper tells him in no uncertain terms that he’s banned from work until Chopper’s satisfied with how they’ve healed.

Sanji agrees easily, because Chopper is equal parts adorable and terrifying when it comes to the health and safety of their family. But when he slips into the galley to begin preparing supper, the reindeer is right on his heels, scolding, “Sanji! That’s work!”

“Hardly,” he scoffs. Then, “Wait, are you serious?”

Chopper throws up his little hooves, as exasperated as any healthcare professional four times his age. “Why would I joke? Your bones are broken. Put down that spatula or I’ll scream!”

Sanji puts down the spatula. He’s never felt this wrong-footed before in his life. What does one do in a kitchen they aren’t allowed to cook in? He shifts his weight and looks sideways at the pantry.

“Oh my god,” Nami says. She points at the table. “Sit.”

“This feels kind of absurd,” he says.

“So it’s completely on-brand, then,” Usopp says, frog-marching him to a chair. “Good to know.”

Sanji lets himself be bullied with a scowl, and tucks his hands under the table where they can’t get him into any more trouble. Zoro, from the other side of the table, snorts into his tankard. Carrot drapes herself over Sanji’s shoulders, faux-sympathetic, but her chest rumbles with subvocal animal laughter. Franky and Jimbei are grinning openly.

It’s not funny. It’s time to eat. After all that action, their bodies need to replenish nutrients. They need carbs and proteins. He could at least be making smoothies while everyone argues with him—he can multitask!

Luffy, whose face has been a thundercloud ever since they returned to Sunny, leaving the Marine base actively on fire in their wake, brightens suddenly.

“I got it!” he announces, and that’s his trainwreck tone of voice. The very familiar, always inevitable, ‘you can try to stop me but it’ll just end in tears if you do’ tone of voice. Sanji braces himself, but nothing could have prepared him for Luffy cheerfully declaring, “We’ll make dinner!”

“Uh, no,” Sanji says quickly.

“Captain’s orders,” Robin says peacefully.

She was angry with him before—in that careful, soft-spoken way she gets angry with her nakama that always leaves them feeling lower than dirt—for letting himself get hurt in even this unremarkable capacity. But now she meets his eyes with a smile that only the people aboard this ship are privileged to see, and he fumbles his half of the argument before he even has a chance to make it.

Within that time, half his crew have migrated to the kitchen proper, and Nami is heaving open the huge recipe book that lives in place of pride on the counter.

“Hey, hey, Sanji!” Luffy yells. “What do you want to eat?”

“This is really unnecessary,” he says, shifting to stand. Carrot becomes deadweight on his back, dangling there like the world’s weirdest scarf.

“We’ll survive without five star food for a few days,” Jimbei says dryly. “If I were you, I’d answer their question before they take matters into their own hands and decide for you.”

In the kitchen, things are already rapidly devolving. There’s a lot of clamoring around and shoving of shoulders. This crew would never agree on anything they couldn’t argue about for hours first. Luffy clambers up onto Yamato’s back to get a bird’s-eye view of the recipe book, stretching an arm over Nami’s own shoulder to point out every dish that catches his eye. Yamato is a cheerful, agreeable jungle-gym, not even batting an eye when Luffy’s grip on one of his horns causes his head to tilt slowly to the left.

If Sanji had known letting that measly little officer play his shitty power games would end like this, he would have kicked the creep in the mouth hard enough to shut him up permanently.

He taps his bandaged fingers against his knees, frustrated and restless. Normally his friends’ stubbornness is weaponized against other people. He doesn’t like being on this end and he doesn’t understand why it’s happening.

“They want it to be special for you,” Zoro says suddenly, interjecting for the first time all night with that infallible wisdom he likes to pull out of thin air when it suits him. Then he takes another drink and adds, “God knows why.”

There’s nothing Sanji can do for a moment but stare at him. From the corner of his eye, he can see Robin and Jimbei’s knowing smiles, Franky looking as though he’s about to laugh. Carrot is still purring, tickled pink by the whole thing. All around them, Sunny shifts and groans as she bears them across the sea, and somehow it sounds like she’s in on it, too.

Sanji, who can’t remember the last time anyone cooked for him, refuses to feel touched. Honestly. This isn’t touching, it’s goddamn annoying—but he might as well let them have their fun, right?

“French toast,” he finally says. Not very loud, all things considered. But the anarchy in the kitchen comes to a sudden halt, and Luffy’s smile is bright enough to put that sun god lurking inside him to shame.

“With strawberries and cream,” he says importantly. “I remember! Sanji’s favorite!”

“Oh, that sounds good,” Yamato exclaims, still standing at a weird angle and unbothered by it. Next to him, Brook is imitating the pose, for no immediately apparent reason. “Do we have strawberries?”

“Strawberries!” Chopper yells, in what is either accord or a demand, and Usopp opens the fridge to investigate.

Sanji lets his chin sink into one of his hands, overseeing the chaos from his seat at the table. That itchy, uneasy feeling in his chest settles down. Now he just feels reluctantly fond.

He can’t help thinking about what the officer said to him back on the base.

Sanji is a cook, and he does protect his hands, but that’s the extent of what the self-important stranger got correct. Luffy would drag him back from hell if he died, so the idea of being cut free because his usefulness has expired is outright laughable. Sanji doesn’t need to secure his place here.

The reality is much simpler—providing food for the people that he loves is a privilege, one he doesn’t take lightly. It just honestly hadn’t occurred to him until now that the street goes both ways.

Dinner preparation takes twice as long as it should that night.

Somehow, it tastes twice as sweet.

#one piece #opfic #black leg sanji #tony tony chopper #nakamaship #my writing #op #prompt #anonymous #me pushing my french toast agenda #in my heart carrot and yamato joined the crew so thats why theyre both there #its canon to me and thats all that matters thanks for understanding #it isnt quite what u requested anon but i hope u like it anyway #food as a love language aka (one of) my ultimate weakness(es)

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a-para-doxical-situation · 20 days

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⚔Para confession. ⚔

I'm so tired of myself, i hate the big 3 and having one sometimes its so frustrating and i can't stand it it makes me sick when i think about it. i crave so much to be with something i shouldn't, for somthing thats not of this world, skin barely attached to the bones, the corpse. I feel so gross about it though, i know due to my culture- My personal veiw on religion, and my morals, i shouldn't. I CANT. but its so SO tempting, the way i crave it. the way i want it. i want a corpse. to myself, it can be fresh or few months old i dont care. I want my corpse perserved and used i CRAVE and Fantasize about it so often i get red and melty at the idea of a barely attached jaw, rotten tounge, all of it. But its wrong. I know i never could, my culture religion and morals seeing the dead as sacred and that would be the ultimate disrespect. But also my own phobias, fears of hospitals and having tk explain how i got it at all... i dont know this was a ramble..

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yourmamakira · 2 years

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Smp Members W/ Thier S/O! ....But as Animals ;)

Smp members and You! As animals ;)

These are head cannons by me that I think fir the most! I feel in love with this idea when it popped into my head and I don't know if anyone else has don't this before, if you do get Inspired, @ Me! I wanna See you're HC's Too!! <33

Also next I wanna Do DUOS! As Animals or Duos Eith the Smp members and what you're duos with them would be called and why! So stick around :]

Off top you would be a cat, Any kind of cat. Maybe even different breeds depending on you're mood. You would most likely be the calm to the storm in this HC's and I find these Very hilarious

Wilbur

You and Wilbur would definitely both be cats, he gives off that cat vibe and also gives off the kind of vibe who's very protective and would go any lengths to keep people away from you. He's also very loyal and ALSO very much like a cats asserts his dominance by Laying on top of you....But you love him none the less!

Tommy

It's laughable this one is. I thought long and hard about Tommy and came to the conclusion that he is in fact, a raccon boy. Him ans you're dynamic is rare. Much like the animals you wouldn't expect the two of you to be together let along joined by the hip. Hes a little raccoon boi and you tell him all the time. He hates it and express that all the time. But deep deep deep deep deep deep down somwhere in all those pog Champs. He can't help but feel loves because thats secretly his favorite animal and he knows you know it too :)

Tubbo

Lil rat boy honestly, like I know people will be like "bUt tHe bEeeEee's i couldn't find a picture with a cat and a bee 😒 PLUS i think rat tubbo fits more. Lil rat boy is a fucking menaces to society. Like you either hate him or you live him and only Pussy's hate rats so...Anyways I think this dynamic fits because people expect Cats to eat Rats. Which is false. Unless it's Somthing They Like...idfk 💀

Ranboo

Duo speaks for itself! Long sleenky ahh Boy, I think this just. I think this just fits oh so perfectly, like Ranboo as a Ferrit just seems right! I have no idea what other animal would for because this is the first thing that popped into my head. Hes a tall lanky boy who hates Most things, but loves Sleeping in the most obserd Unhuman way. So I havw concluded. He is a Ferrit because they seem like they ain't got no bones, if the crown fits wear it right?

I have to make a part two Because I've reached my picture limit, but if you guys liked this make sure to leave a like, reblog, Follow and show some support. I love you all and have a wonderful day! ^^

Here's [Part Two]

#wilbur x you #dream smp #fluff prompts #dreamsmp #dsmp #dsmp au #fanfic #mcyt x reader #wilbur soot x reader #wilbur soot x you #mcyt wilbur

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shioaoi · 1 year

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Shadow and Bone Season 2 Reactions:

Episode Eight

"Did she find the Firebird?" "Long story. It's Mal" "Did you say Mal is a bird?" - why is the dialog randomly so funny in places.

Jesper calling Wylan his man then instantly being like wait we havnt put a label it and realising now is not the time for this conversation is so dorky and cute

Nothing offers ultimate power like being forced to kill the man you love

Shut up dark bitch you've done enough

Oh thank the lord he is dead

Alina turning to the dark arts to save Mal

Mal instantly knows somthing is wrong with how Alina brought him back oooo the drama

"The Four Charming Rouges of Ketterham" "there's five of us" - WHY IS KAZ SO FUNNY OMG

I swear I better get another Matthias scene before this episode is over

Mal losing every element of himself when he died and having no idea what he's meant for anymore, my sweet baby boy you need all the hugs

OTHER BABY BOY!

No don't turn to Pekka

He's joining the fights again no Nina did so much to keep you out of them

"I just want to feel somthing different" - he doesn't want to keep feeling the pain of loving and being betrayed by Nina. They are both so broken

I expected David was dead from the previous scene, but part of me was hoping he somehow made it. I guess not.

He was going to make Genya a ruby ring 😭

'Choice, not Destiny" - such a good line

Mal is awesome fuck the hate he is the truest of baby boys in my heart

Inej with her hair down is so pretty

Kaz wanted so desperately to answer Inej's question with "you"

THE WAY HE GRABBED HER AND SAID STAY GAVE ME A HEART ATTACK

Inej's face after he said "stay with me" jesus christ it's 1am I can't handle this

THE WRIST HOLDING AFTER HE SAID I WANT YOU AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

THEY ARE PULLING THE HOW WILL YOU HAVE ME LINES FROM THE BOOK THIS IS NOT FAIR

She knows how she wants him from her illusion in episode six and she is not going to compromise

Love seeing just casual queer relationships

Mal becoming Sturmhond makes me happy

Ooo so Inej is joining the pirates

NINA BACK IN HELLGATE MY HELNIK HEART IS NOT READY

Please no Matthias don't kill the wolves

FUCK YEAH THE WOLVES HAVE JOINED HIM

NO PEKKA DESTROYING MATTHIAS'S PARDON

MATTHIAS SEEING NINA AND SCREAMING NO BROKE MY SOUL - LIKE HE KNOWS SHES THERE FOR HIM AND TO HELP HIM

Kaz buying out any girl who was forced into being a sex slave and offering them honest jobs at the club - he's a good man at heart

Oh shit the shadow monster is stuck inside Nikolai

IS THAT HINTS TOWARDS THE ICE HEIST I SEE?!?

#shio be watching #shadow and bone s2 #sab spoilers #shadow and bone #six of crows #helnik #kanej #grishaverse

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crazy-lazy-elder-sims · 7 months

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I cant believe baldur's gate is getting me to want to draw, paint, sew, and write again...

Im going to cry like this game has re ignited my love and thirst for creating thats has been gone for over 5 years

This game will always gonna have a special place in my heart till the end of time😭

Im so gonna paint a scene from the game i feel the need in my bones

I wanna write also but I'm a little scared of that because i have never actually written anything before just theorized and im scared cause D&D has massive preexisting lore and stuff and i dont wanna come in and say somthing wrong but i also recognize that thats stupid and literally people coming in and makeing stories up and adding to the lore is the most normal thing ever xbdndjd

Anyway im so excited and slightly scared lol

#non sim #bg3

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fish-gutssz · 4 months

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first post!! (its a lis rant)

Ok I've been watching and consuming a LOT of lis content lately and I'm suddenly conflicted on Chloe

now I have always been a bae over bay person for a lot of reasons

1: like my friend always says when asked bae or bay "I just spent all that time and effort im not just gonna go back and let her die"

2: shes hot

3: I know she can be very annoying (I haven't really realized HOW annoying till now) but I've always thought she redeems herself at the end of the game

I've always thought these reasons were great! good enough for me to love Chloe as she is. buuuuuuut recently I watched a WHOLE ENTIRE VIDEO on why a person does not like Chloe.

The video made me realize soooooo much about what I don't like about Chloe and made me start thinking if I should even be picking her over the whole of Arcadia Bay

SPOILERS FOR LIS AHEAD!!

Okay so I have also been seeing a lot of videos around tiktok like those "do you think we're soulmates in every universe?" and its either cute, funny, cute AND funny, or angsty. The life is strange ones are just HEARTBREAKING when I say heartbreaking I'm talking found family trope but then the entire found family DIES in front of the person (or somthing like that). I mean imagine getting your heart ripped out of your flesh, muscle, and bones then it just gets stomped on, set on fire, stabbed, ect. I'm explaining too much but you get the point

one I saw was max saying the "do you think we're soulmates in every universe?" and I go to the next slide and it is Chloe saying: "is Rachel dead in every universe?" WHAT THE FUCK. this brought me to the brink of tears.

Then I made the mistake of opening the comments.

THE FIRST COMMENT the VERY FIRST made a tear fall from my face. I took a ss and can fucking quote it.

"it breaks my heart that as max i destroyed Arcadia Bay for her, but she would destroy max and Arcadia Bay for Rachel."

Hence my soul shattering into a million pieces.

The saddest thing is that this is 100% true, and it had not crossed my mind once.

One of the things the video brought up is Chloe, throughout the entire game guilt trips Max, if you do somthing she doesn't like, she gets mad at you for it and brings it up constantly

Let's take the phonecall from Kate for example, as Max at this point we very much know Kate is struggling, she's getting bullied, stalked, and questioned by David, she's being RELENTLESSLY harassed by Victoria and her posse and also just like most of the school (btw I do not trust anyone who ships Kate and Victoria. its literally bully x victim and it is not ok.) she's also just generally upset and feeling a lot of shame because of her video.

So we know she is in a time of need, she needs freinds and a support system at her side, the obvious option is to call her. (it literally brings her closer to death if you do not answer the call) Max tells Chloe that she needs to answer a call from a freind, Chloe literally responds to this by guilt tripping Max. Basically saying "oh wah! but maaaxxx! you havnt had time for ME me ME for years! but now you have time for some blackwell hoe?! TRAITORRRR" which oh my gosh I mean yes Chloe, Max didn't talk to you for a very long time but she has taken accountability for it and apologized, you have her NOW and can spend way more time with her doing whatever and definitely talking longer that a call. One singular phonecall won't mess that up, ALSO you have no idea why she's calling what if her dad just died YOU KNOW A LOT ABOUT THAT HUH. there is just no reason to be a bitch about it and there's definitely no reason to scold your BEST FRIEND who has been NOTHING BUT NICE TO YOU SINCE YOU HAVE RECONNECTED.

The guilt tripping comes up a lot for frank, especially if you don't try and fail to shoot Frank in the junkyard she brings it up CONSTANTLY even though she is supposedly Max's best friend and anyone who even is acquainted with Max would probably be know by obvious hints how she feels about guns, Chloe isn't just an acquaintances with her she is her BEST FRIEND. Also Max littlerally tells Chloe that guns scare her and make her uncomfortable. Then Chloe expects her to littlerally SHOOT someone? she wants MAX a fucking kind and sweet person to potentially SHOOT somebody. Let me say this again she wants MAX to possibly take a LIFE and gets mad if she doesn't.

Thats not even the the beginning, she's just genuinely mean to Max the whole game when she doesn't get what she wants or hear what she wants to hear, then she lashes out at one of the only people trying to help her.

Although one thing I feel the video didn't touch on enough was the end, the end where Chloe DOESNT APOLOGIZE but she does show appreciation and genuine love for Max, although I feel even that then, she would still kill all of Arcadia Bay along with Max to bring Rachel back.

But also from a BTS perspective? We play as Chloe, She is still very much hurting still from her dads death, lowkey obsessed with Max but from her perspective (and I see why she's being irrational) Max has left her behind and she's all alone, then Rachel comes along and suddenly things get way more complicated BUT Chloe is happier, she isn't as lonley, and Rachel makes her feel complete. After the whole story thing is over the game implies that after that, Rachel and Chloe spend a LOT of time together. THEY ALSO HIT US WITH THAT GUT PUNCH OF THE PHONE IN THE DARK ROOM. So I'm just saying I SLIGHTLY understand Chloe perspective.

ty for reading :3

#lis #life is strange #lifeisstrange #rachel amber lis #chloe price #max caulfield #Chloe is weird #LIS!#life is strange rant #rant #lis fandom ARISE #guyssss cmonnn #i need my lis fans #life is peculiar #chloe price!#rachel amber #rachel amber life is strange #rachel life is strange #chloe price life is strange

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justanotherstarlightmonger · 2 years

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Sam, I miss your writing somuch! Will you write somth sweet soon?

Hello sweet anon <3. I know you requested this a few days ago and I was waiting till inspiration struck.

Last night, my wonderful friend @youmyjhope told me that it had been six months since we became friends, and it began with the first piece of smut I wrote for BTS, (which I still think is a pretty solid piece of writing, find it here.) So here's a little something to honour our six months of a roller coaster, where we defos went through a lot individually, but managed to be there for each other in our little corner of peace. Ily sweets <33

I'm your Hope ~ JHS

Author’s Masterlist!

Genre: Fluff

Pairing: Hosoek x fem!reader.

Word count: 833 words (teeny tiny)

Waking up from sleep hadn’t been really enjoyable for you in the past few months. You had always woken up to an empty bed, and despite the fact that you had tried not to think too much about it, you had felt the cold absence of your fiancé beside you. But he’d been back for a couple of days, and the joy of mornings was back.

Honestly, it felt like the sunshine had come back into your life. And it wasn’t wrong. Because your sunshine had returned to you. Turning around to face him in the dim light, you admired the rise and fall of his strong chest. He was a dancer, so his body had always been toned and beautiful, but since he’d been on tour, his shoulders were wider, his chest more muscular, his abs more defined. His face remained the pristine example of adorableness, though. His cheeks puffy and his lips swollen as they always were when he slept. A wave of warmth and love washed over you, as you craned your neck to press fond little kisses along his chest, up to his beautiful collar bones, to his neck, along his sharp jaw and his puffy cheeks.

Smiling, you lay and admired him for a moment longer before wrapping your arms around his sleeping form and nuzzling your nose into his neck, taking in his scent, feeling the rise and fall of his chest, the calm sounds of his exhales matching the rhythms of your heartbeat, pressing soft kisses, alternating into soft bites into his supple skin. As expected, you earned a groan from his throat. With a smug grin, you stopped and pulled away, pretending to close your eyes.

Hobi was quiet for a minute, unmoving. Then he groaned again and pulled you closer to him, wrapping his arms tightly around you,

“Why’d you stop?” he grumbled in your ear.

His gruff voice sent goosebumps down your spine and heat pooling to your core. All day, he’d be loud and playful, his voice high pitched, his actions holding child-like joy, but in the early moments of the morning, when he’d just woken up, he’d sound totally different. And the privilege to hear that voice, was yours and yours only.

You shrugged softly.

“Do it again.” The gravel in his voice was driving you mad. You turned around to look at his perfect face.

Cupping his cheeks, you advanced your hands into his hair, pulling him closer again, as you assaulted his face with sweet kisses, giving every part attention except his lips, something he was quick to catch upon, as you noticed he had a heart-shaped pout ready for you when you opened your eyes again.

You giggled and booped his nose, letting him have a chaste peck on the lips.

“Baaabe,” he whined.

Chuckling softly, you pressed your lips against his properly, letting him take charge of the morning kiss he wanted so bad.

Pulling back after what seemed to be an eternity, a radiant smile on his face, he beamed at you. “Happy birthday, my Hope.” You whispered into his ear.

“That, I am.” He said, tiredly. He was still massively jetlagged as he had been in so many time zones, and was still adjusting to a proper schedule.

“Say it.” You asked, with wide, pleading eyes.

He laughed, his shoulders and chest moving delightfully with the mirth.

“My little baby.” He petted your head, fondly.

“Hobiiii, say it please. You know I love to hear you say it.” You pestered him again.

Hobi sat up then, pulling you up with him as he pulled you closer, cupping your face, his favorite face in the whole world, in his skilled hands.

“I’m your hope,” he kissed your left cheek, “You’re my hope,” a kiss to your right cheek, “I’m J-Hope” he whispered seductively in your ear.

You shuddered in his hold. That had certainly been unexpected. You wriggled in his arms, pushing him away softly and made to get up from the bed.

Successfully pulling away, you looked back at him. “Where are you going?” he had his weapons out. And by his weapons, I mean a deadly pout and the softest, most innocent puppy eyes you’d ever seen on a man.

“To cook you a birthday breakfast.” You told him, but his expression didn’t change. Infact, he raised his arms to you, like a lost little kid. You could clearly see through his pretense, despite it being so well designed, right to what he really wanted. But you could never say no to those eyes. The sharp contrast of his puffy cheeks and child-like expression and god-like body shining in the morning light, was enough to make your resolve crumble, as you extended your hand back to him saying, “I guess that can wait.”

Immediately tugging you with all his strength, catching you on the soft pillows, he hovered over you, all innocence drained, eyes dark and lidded, “Good, because I’d much rather just have you.”

#j hope #j hope fluff #bts j hope #jung hosoek #bts fanfic #bts x reader #bangtan #reader insert #bangtan sonyeondan #j hope x reader #hosoek x reader #bts reader insert #bts fluff #fiance j hope

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dancevracha · 1 year

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Movie night 1 (LK)

Y/N POV*

Me and lee know has so busy practicing and vocals and I have to practice more on Korean, English, and rapping. Lee know has been distant from everyone. None knows the reason. So I told let watch some movies and we can be lazy. Lee Know hates being lazy so I thought he wouldn't agree but he did. That's weird (¬_¬ ) I picked some k-dramas and a horror comedy for me because I like scary movies but not so much Lee Know so horror comedy it was.

I order some pizza, smoothies, ice cream, and candy and some spicy noodles. Lee Know came a bit early. I ran to the door and... he hugged me. but I missed my oppa so I hugged him back.

"lee know wow DID YOU GET A GLOW UP OR SOMTHING! Did you get a haircut or something?"

He laugh at me point inside and I step aside to let him in. As he see all the snacks he eyes widen as he says "wow were going to have to hit the gym after to day. If you have enough strength after tonight" he whispers the last part. "sorry what did you say?"

"oh nothing let get fat!" he says happily while pinching my cheeks I get mad and push of his hand. After two move's we come upon a sex scene. I covered my face in his chest but he just watched, and then I started to feel horny the scene was long so I sifted around and lee know grabbed my butt to stop me. I made a shocked face at him and he smirked I looked down out of shyness then notice how hard he was. He grabbed my chin the smirked at me.

"Would you like to help me with that baby girl"

"LEE KNOW STOP FLIRTING! I'm going to take it the wrong way" I said shyly cover

" Baby I'm not playing, I want you to take me in" I was a blushing mess but when he said that it gave me confidence. I finally put my hand on his hard croch. I looked at him and he smashed he's lips into mine as it deepened I sat on his lap. I started to moan in his lips when he took that the opportunity to put his tongue in. After a heavy make out session. Had moan in my lips as I stop to figure why I had realized I had been straddling him.He had then push me on the sofa on my back. He got in-between my legs.

"May I?" he said in a sexy voice that made me more wet I had no choice but to say no.

"Oh yes please daddy" I said out of breath.

When he pulled me pants down along with my underwear I had realized that I called him "daddy". Out of embarrassment I closed my eyes.

"oh no baby girl. I want to see your eyes roll back when I pleasure you...WOW your so beautiful I should of done this earlier." I pushed my hips up un-patiently. He pushed them down and he entered two fingers without an warning. I was moaning when he thrusted in and out like there was no tomorrow. Soon I started to feel a not in my stomach." ahh~ Minho stop... I cant.. hold it!"

" its okay come on my fingers" as he said that he curled his fingers to hit your bone almost picking you up. Cum now oozing out of your pussy. " You look so beautiful. Taking my fingers so good I wonder what you would do you my cock" As you were panting he took of his sweats along with his underwear. He sat back. You stood on your forearm and gave him a confused look.

"well princess Casper the ghost isn't going to suck me off. Hurry up and get on your knees!" he commanded. I got on my knees in front of the coach. I put my hands around his base. I must say it was at least 7.5 inches I was scared that I might die by sucking it by how big it was. He grab a fist full of my hair and put my lip at the top of his shaft. My lips was covered by his pre-cum. I then teased him, giving him kitten kisses on the tip. I heard a groan from him. I looked up his head was kicked back. That when I put his whole shaft in my mouth my lip almost at his pelvis, that when I gaged. I lifted my head up and saw my saliva rolling down. I spit on it then Minho pushed my head down. I swirled my tongue around his shaft. " Oh god~ your tongue is perfected" he groan letting go of my hair letting me do it by myself.

After a while he grabed my hair holding me up. He then thrusted his hips up and down. His dick hitting the bottom of my throat. After a few thrust, moans and you gagging he released his cum in your mouth. " ah~ shit FUCK that...Y/N I need your pussy get up here." I swear I could've cum right there just by hearing those words come out of Minho mouth. We had some moments but it was only a kiss and it will happened if we were drunk. But now were sober and it led to more then a kiss.

Minho grabbed my arms and lay me down on the sofa I grabed a pillow and put it under my head to get more comfortable. Minho chuckled and shock his head

"Y/N.."

"Yeah"

"You don't have to... I know what your going to say ' we shouldn't', 'It was a mistake' all like last time we kissed" He said sadly.

"Minho... I'm sorry you felt that way" I said sitting on my forearm's, cupping his his face with my right hand.

"I only said those things because we were drunk and I dint know if you fully wanted it like I did"

He looks at me shocked " Wait you really wanted to do this before?"

"Yes babe" I said quietly looking at his lips. He kissed me for a good minute, gripping my sides, hips, and ass. I slowly put my head down. He lower his head down until he was face to face with my pussy. He put his hand at my shorts and pulled them down and made a pile on the floor he looked at my black lased underwear. " wow my favorite how you know" he chuckled " I had a feeling"

He chased my clit with his fingers still on top of my underwear as I moan "God your so wet I might just cum by feeling you" he say "Fuck Minho please... stop teas-" as I was about to finish my sentence Minho shoved his finger inside me "FUCK!" I moan and he goes faster I start to feel a not in my stomach and I knew I was going to cum "Min please ... I'm about to.." I couldn't even finish my sentence because of the pleasure " It's okay just this one time I give you permission to cum " at that moment I knew he was a Dom and was not ready for the future. When he said that he put in two more finger now it being three fingers stretching me out and he goes rapidly fast that it hurt for a spilt second. Not even five seconds I cum. legs shaking like crazy he grabed my leg to calm.

He knew that the orgasam was hard on you so he put you first "Why don't I help you wash up Y/N..." You sat up and looked at him confused and shook your head "no.. Minho... I need more I need you" He blushed at your word " Are you sure? I can be a little ruff, I don't want to hurt you baby" "Yes Minho im sure.. and.. I think I will like it oh and im on the pill" you both laugh but for different reasons him laughing at the thought of him cumming inside of you and you of embarrassment.

He teases your pussy with his cock while he is still thinking that he might hurt you. You grab his cock and put the tip in. You both put your head back at the pleasure. Minho looks at your eyes for any hesitation but all he can find is love, and lust. He pushes his whole length in while you moan.

He thrusting in and out of you of what fells like hours. Your hand above your head Minho holding them with one hand and the other on you neck. Your both are close to your orgasams."ah~ minho... I'm close~"

" I know, baby. Just hold it a Lil more." He says in your ear while groaning. He flips you over so now your face is in the pillow and your back is arch. He puts his dick back in you.

Slap*. His hand lands on your ass and you jolt forward . He thrusted in you hard you let out a loud scream that Minho covers your mouth tears in you eyes begging to come out. When Minho thrustes in you going deeper every second his cock abusing you good spot. Tears come out and land on his hand. Lee know feels your walls clutching around him. His groans become louder and louder with your moans. When you are cumming you fall onto the sofa. Minho is still thrusting in you. He flips you around so now your facing each other. He puts your legs on his shoulders and put one hand on you boobs and the other rubbing your clit.

You are silent due to the oversumerlation only low moans and groans coming out. You've cum multiple times. Finally Minho cums in you and the warm feeling sent you to the edge again but this time you squrt. Your legs are shaking crazy. He grabs you legs to calm you down.

" fuck that was so hot I think hard again" he says about to enter you again but you grab him. "No please Minho im tired. How about... tomorrow?" He looks at you with sorry in eyes for what he had done to you "Y/N.. I'm sorry I didn't mea-" you cut him off with a kiss " let's just go to bed yeah?" He picks you up and brings you to your bed room he steps out and goes to the living room to clean up and grab your clothes then comes back with your clothes and a wet rag. He puts you clothes in a hamper and comes to you on the bed and wipes you. You hiss still sore

"Sorry"

"It's okay. Just.. be a little more gentle" you say while giggle.

"Okay I will let's go to sleep now I hope you ready for tomorrow "

"What's happening tomorrow?..oh! I remember"

You guys both laugh and get ready for bed.

1851 words.

To be continued

#skz smut #stray kids smut #lee know

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mayhemfics · 2 years

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Kylo Ren x Chronically Ill reader.

This is a bit of a self indulgent fic, I deal with alot of bone pain,fainting spells and temporary paralysis in my legs, so im just using this fic as a bit of an outlet. (NSFW stuff coming soon dw)

Anywho! ALSO THIS IS BASED ON MY EXPERIENCE, PLEASE KEEP THAT IN MIND

Tw: angst, breakdown, internalized ableism,

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Waking up to the familiar feeling, well lack there of, in your legs was somthing you had gotten used to over time. You grabbed your cane as you despratelty tried to stand to get ready for the day.

As per-usual Kylo was already gone for the day, or else you would have asked him for assistance, too embarrassed to ask anyone else. Your force strength was only strong enough for communication or else you'd use that too.

You managed to get to the closet before supporting yourself got too much. As you managed to get yourself safely into the floor, you begin trying to find what you could possibly try to get on that wouldd be easy enough. Your usual suit was far to hard, you grab a black romper and long red vest and hoped that would do.

Not much was on the agenda for today, just supervising new troopers in training.

The First order had been more than accomodating for you, making sure the route you took had minimal stairs, keeping your scheduled locations close together, though no one side from Kylo and Hux had seen you with a mobility aid such as your cane or Walker, You and Hux both feared that the first order would see you as defective

"No one would have a decrepit leader, it's too shameful to look at", Hux's words exact.

And to a degree you agreed with him, you felt as off you were helpless not being able to move and being in constant pain. Not to mention sometime outright fainting out of the blue, you couldn't help but feel that your people deserved better.

Almost an hour had past and you needed to leave then or else you wouldn't make it in time, legs had still minimal strength now but an aid would still be needed. You decide to Force connect with Kylo to see what he suggests

"Hello M'love, is everything going alright?" He answers, with a warm joyous tone

"No, not exactly...." You voice in a quiet, panicked tone

"Oh dear, what's going on do you need me to come to you? I'll be there as soon as i-"

You cut him off, tears building in the corner of your eyes, a lump building in your throat

"I can't move darling, not with out one of my aids, they can't see me like that" the word few out of your mouth as you began to sob

"Oh sweetheart....you know that no matter what they think I'll be here, not only to support you, but to defend those to speak against you"

You tried to sooth yourself, waiting for Kylo to say something more but there was nothing

"But they'll still talk, Hux will talk,-"

Your sobs continued, even though he wasn't there, you could feel Kylos arms wrapping around you, you felt his warmth, his comfort and his live surrounding you, it made the pain a bit more bearable

Even with the feeling of Kylo around you, you managed to situate yourself into your walker,

Not saying a word, you walked out of the chamber using your Mobility aid, your gaurds stared for a moment before snapping back into position, shield into our as you made your way to your station, you still got states my Kylos touch made things better.

"Kylo hubby....?"

"Yes My darling?"

"thank you for being here"

"with pleasure "

#kylo ren star wars #kylo x y/n #kylo ren fluff #kylo ren #kylo ren fanfiction #star wars #kylo x reader #disability #disabled #chronic illness

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