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droopywrites · 6 months

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did you ever did a part 2 to jjk dudes meeting their child who’s from the future?

⋆｡Part || of JJK MEN meeting their future kids｡⋆

Author's notes: I don't think I've posted it! Considering it kind of left my mind and the old draft is gone, but I did write everything I remember here. Also, it's like 3am and I wrote this crying, not proofread.

CW: Swearing, killing, cannibalism(?) like mention of eating people, children.

Pronouns used for the kids: She/her for Geto and It/its for Sukuna.

Part | (Warning, it's from 2021)

Geto

Starting off strong with Geto.

Definitely another girl. He's such a girl dad.

On a regularly scheduled day like always; it was wake up, talk with his connections, mingle with his family, check on Mimi and Nana, see whatever the hell the non-sorcerers wanted, get greeted by a little girl that wasn't supposed to be on the estate...

What the fuck.

How did she even get here? Why is she here?

Geto would stare at this child in confusion and look around, waiting for someone to claim her.

He has a soft spot for children. Sorcerers, of course. Non-sorcerers, debatable.

So, low and behold this little girl running up to him to clutch at his robes. Him trying to pry her off of him with her relieved cries of "Papa! Papa!" escaping her lips.

Papa?

Holds her by the shirt's scruff like a cat and squints, ready to scold her but pauses when he sees her face.

Because, holy shit, that's literally his twin. And suddenly every rare hookup played in his mind.

But no, she looked no older than 3. He hadn't been with anyone at that time, or ever yet. Not that far.

Drops everything for the next couple of days just to make sense of the situation, only telling his beloved family.

Mimi and Nana fawn over the idea of a little sister but are a bit restrictive if it's not a permanent thing.

The girl didn't speak much except for addressing Geto, the twins, oh and you.

You...?

You.

You, who had just returned from your trip overseas to oversee some tasks involving curses.

You, who the little girl immediately ran to and called "Mama! Mama!"

You, who Geto stared wide-eyed at and surprised as you two tried to settle the fact nothing even happened between you.

Yet.

When that little girl eventually left to her own time, with everything still fresh and confusing, Geto eventually approached you.

Because, well, he wanted to see that little girl again.

After few dates, then a relationship, then marriage. Maybe.

Sukuna

Listen, he is NOT spreading those cursed genes of his pre-human/post-cursed-spirit.

Man hates love.

But, during the Heian period. When some stupid kid wandered into his life as if it always belonged there, maybe, maybe, there was something else in that space in his chest but hunger and his definition of love.

So, there it was. Whatever it was. Standing there with large eyes focused on him with a semblance of admiration and malice.

"What are you looking at, brat?"

"You."

The audacity of this thing. He killed it immediately.

And then it came back. So, he killed it again. And again. And... what the fuck.

This little shit was persistent.

His kid. He doesn't know how. But definitely his kid.

A worthy successor? Fuck no, he's not dying or leaving it as some birthright to a hindrance.

Learning of its origins was pretty interesting, to say the least.

"Not a human? I figured. A curse made from me, huh? Someone weak must hate me so much."

That meant a human parent. Or multiple human parents. Gross.

He wasn't getting into that.

The kid was though.

It often visited this village to... eat? Kill? Fight? Whatever makes it happy.

...

The hell do you mean it was visiting its human mother?

It had a mother? It had a mother that cursed him so much it resulted in a personalized cursed child?

He could see it stare longingly at that woman's village and before he could even kill her, his offspring said goodbye.

"I'll see you in the future, yeah?"

And then Sukuna was sealed.

He probably searched for his offspring in the Modern era.

Author's notes 2: Stopping with these two because it's been a while since I've posted seriously on this account, 2 years? Maybe I've gotten better, maybe not. This was the idea but with updated better minds. Maybe I'll do the others separately again, Yuji, Yuta, Megumi, Toge. Just did the adults first. Doing Choso and Higuruma definitely.

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spoopdeedoop · 1 year

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based on a real thing that happened after we picked up our then newborn little sister from the hospital and on the ride back she was asleep and her hands did this and me and my brother gasped like she’d just killed someone

lazy bonus

#my art #rottmnt #rottmnt fanart #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #hi its been a while #im gonna go to the airport tmw so this may be it for a while ahah #im gonna go meet extended family #idk how well its gonna go but im looking forward to it!#turtle tots #mikey rottmnt #raph rottmnt #this was very lazily shaded forgive me

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galaxychaos78 · 7 months

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being roommates with wolf hybrid!kiba, cat hybrid!shikamaru, and puppy!naruto going through their heat cycles and you're the center of attention.

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read my first roommate hybrid post here!

Poor puppy!Naruto has his at the beginning of the week and of course it's on your late night grocery run with him. You pick up on it almost immediately; the way he clings to you, the way he becomes snappy and growling whenever any of the other shoppers get close to you. The way he seems to sweat, his cheeks always a rosy red as he tugs and claws at his clothes to try and get out of them. He presses up against you in the produce section, whining in your ear about how hot he feels and how good you smell. You cart of snacks and other foods stay in the aisle and you mentally apologize to the grocery store employee that has to put it all away as you drag Naruto out of the store. As you speed home, Naruto manages to unbutton his pants, moaning loudly at the cool air hitting his sticky boxers. He pulls his cock out and the wet squelch that follows as he tugs at it makes his body shiver. He begs so sweetly and shamelessly, fat tears in his eyes as he cries at you to pull over and let him breed you. That it hurts so much. And what kind of roommate would you be to make your friend suffer any longer than he has to?

"N-Narut-oh!" Your head is thrown back against the plush upholstery of your backseat, the car shaking violently with Naruto's thrusts. His hands dig into the plush skin of your hips and he squeezes tightly, as if you'd run away from him. He's panting heavily, his chest flushed red and shimmering with a layer of sweat, moving up and down with every gulp of air he takes. Drool leaks from his mouth as he whimpers, trying to push himself deeper and deeper into the wet heat of your cunt.

"T-tight! So warm-hng!" A strangled moan leaves his lips and he's too caught up with how good your cunt feels; how it squeezes and sucks him in like a vice, how it squelches with every thrust, with how fucking soaked you are, to even warn you that he's cumming. Thick hot ropes of his cum fill up your pussy and you let out a whine, your hands digging into the seat he currently had you pinned down to.

You can hear the faint sound of cars passing by on the nearby road and you silently thank every higher power that the roads are dark. Naruto looks as if he's about to collapse, steadying himself by gripping the roof of your car. He's panting like he just ran a marathon and you can see from the faint orange glow of the streetlamp above just how flushed red his face is.

"I'll pay to clean your car," He murmurs dazedly as he pulls out, his gaze transfixed on the way his thick seed spills out of your cunt in fat globs as your walls clench around nothing. Sky blue eyes glazed over as he watches his cum trickle under the fat of your asscheeks and stain the black mini skirt and the lace pink panties he haphazardly pushed aside, leaking down down to pool on the plush upholstery of your backseat. His cock, glistening with your arousal and his bright red mushroom tip still leaking cum, hardens almost immediately again. "Just...just lemme fuck you again.."

Cat!hybrid Shikamaru doesn't get his heat until 3 weeks after Naruto's and by then he's already smelled the puppy's scent on you. It makes him irritable a few days before; he glares at Naruto whenever they pass by in the kitchen and he barely comes out of his room. You go to knock on his door to see if he wants any lunch, but you're barely able to knock a second time before he suddenly comes wearing nothing but one of his thin hoodies and his boxers. His face is slightly flushed red but assume that you've just woken him up from one of his afternoon naps. There's a glare on his face and it makes you regret even bugging him. Before you can even apologize, he yanks you into his room and slams the door behind him. He's muttering something you can't make out, and before you could even ask what was wrong, he's pouncing on you. Black ears flicking back and forth and tail swishing from side to side, he mutters something about how you need to help him take care of the problem you caused. And what kind of roommate would you be if you just left him to take care of his problems on his own?

"You're such a tease y'know that?" Shikamaru grunts as he slams his cock in and out of you at a ruthless pace. One of his hands is clutching the fat of your ass tightly and the other is tangled into your hair, pressing your face into his pillows. "Lettin' Naruto hit when you know damn fuckin' well I wanted to fuck you." He's mean, uncharacteristically so. Shikamaru was usually nice (or as nice as he could get). Sure he was blunt, but he was never like this; talking to you so rudely that it makes you whimper into his pillows. Makes your eyes sting with tears as you turn to press your cheek against his sheets, looking back at him with a pout that usually has him begrudgingly doing whatever you asked of him, but now the sight of it only makes his hips snap harder into you and a choked out sob leaves your pouty lips.

His grunts are soft and hoarse, but the way his hips snap against you has the headboard banging against the walls. "Too pretty for your own fuckin' good," He mutters as his bare chest hits your back, his shirt discarded on his floor somewhere as he presses messy kisses to your shoulder blades. "N' this cunt is to die for fuck. Stuff of fuckin' dreams." He wouldn't tell you that he's dreamt about you like this before; that he's jerked off to the times he's copped a feel of your tits, to the way your ass looks in those skimpy shorts and mini skirts. That's what makes him cum deep inside, and he shivers as you mewl pathetically, trying to squirm away from it all but he keeps his cock plunged deep in your pussy. "Just take it Princess, that's it.." He doesn't pull out even as he gets soft, only grins as you slur out his name and look up at him with those tear filled eyes. "C'mon baby, you can gimme one more yeah? S' your fault anyways after all.."

Werewolf! Kiba is last to get his heat and it hits him the hardest. The scent of Naruto and Shikamaru lingers on your skin and it usually wouldn't bother him; hell the four of you are all roommates, it's to be expected. But Kiba's sense of smell is deeper and, along with smelling them faintly on your skin, he can smell their scents on your fucking cunt. No amount of lavender scented body wash and lace panties can cover up their scents on you and you're blissfully unaware. Unaware that everytime Kiba walks into your room for movie nights with an armful of snacks, that everytime you perch yourself on his lap because your bed is too small to fit his massive frame, that he has to physically stop himself from tearing away the flimsy pajama bottom material and fuck himself into you out of jealousy, out of a desperate primal need.

He lasts halfway through the movie before he finally snaps. You were drowsy; your head nestled into the crook of his shoulder, your hand resting against his bicep, and your legs draped over his hips. His arm cupped under your thighs and he could feel the weight of your ass against his arm. And he realizes something, something that has him silently apologizing to God for what he was about to do.

You weren't wearing any panties.

In a flash, your pajama bottoms are in shreds and Kiba's sweatpants are pulled down in a haze. "M' sorry doll, m' so sorry.." Kiba's voice is breathless as he pulls you close to him, your back pressed tight against his chest as one of his big hands stay on your stomach to keep you in place. "Just need to do this 'kay?" He's so sweet when he apologizes that it has you nodding your head, that it has you feeling guilty even though you've done nothing wrong. And what kind of roommate would you be if you didn't let him do what he wanted?

You're losing it; drool leaking out of the side of your mouth and your mind turned to nothing but mush as your eyes roll back into your skull. Whimpering and clutching Kiba's bicep, wanting him to slow down but barely being able to speak. Kiba's arm is draped over your tummy, keeping you flushed against his chest as he mercilessly pounds into your poor little pussy. He's big, always has been, and his cock is no different. He bullied his way into your heat, biting at your shoulder blade to hold back the animalistic growl. The bed squeaks and rocks from the weight of him, from the sheer force of his thrusts. "Hate it," He grunts and for a moment you think he means you. "Hate that those two got to fuck this cunt before me." He punctuates his distaste with a particularly rough thrust that has a loud squeal leaving your throat. "Which one got you first hm? Which one of those assholes stuffed your pussy first?" The more he speaks, the more he ends up thinking about it, the rougher he becomes. His arm leaves your tummy and goes to spread your thighs apart, planting his feet down on your bed before pounding into you with such force, it has all breath leaving your lungs.

The rough slap-slap-slap sound of skin against skin echoes through your room. Through blurry eyes, you can see the bulge of his cock shaping around in your tummy and it has you moaning out. He's so deep, as if he's trying to mold your pussy, your tummy, into the shape of his cock. He's huffing and grunting, leaving messy kisses against your neck, your shoulder. Any inch of skin he can reach.

He cums so much; hot and thick and so overwhelming that it has your vision going spotty. Kiba's shushing you gently as you squirm, as you cry out and let fat tears trickle down your cheeks. It's a downright mess when he pulls out; thick globs of milky white cum leaking out of your abused cunt and soaking your bedsheets with the scent of sex, the scent of Kiba. The movie is long forgotten now and you've barely gathered yourself before Kiba's gently flipping you onto your stomach and raising your ass high in the air.

"Can still smell em' on you pretty. Not gonna stop until that pretty pussy reeks of my cock.."

#I know its been a while and I've seen a lot of hybrid content but never really written a smut like this so forgive me if its not accurate #sorry if this isn't my best smutt waaa🥺🥺#kiba inuzuka x reader #kiba inuzuka #kiba inuzuka smut #naruto uzumaki x reader #naruto uzumaki #naruto uzumaki smut #nara shikamaru #nara shikamaru x reader #nara shikamaru smut #hybrid au

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jeanivere · 8 months

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rip van winkle or whateva

#john marston #red dead redemption 2 #red dead redemption fanart #fanart #my art #rdr2 #rdr2 fanart #i love john sm #i literally want to kiss this stupid man #ugh hes awful in all the best ways #anyway heres a sketch #forgive me if its bad its been a while

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lightyagamifan · 5 months

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His eyes were the first thing you’ve noticed about him ever since you arrived at the camp for your first mission.

And (oh my goodness) did he look cute when his brows furrowed in seething anger as your colleague’s trembling voice reported how he failed to find any clues about the traveler’s whereabouts.

But, well now, you kindaaa couldn’t care less about the blonde-haired traveler, whoever was partnered up with who, whoever was in charge of what, or whatever this mission was about…

Because your only focus was on him! His beautiful, beautiful, stunning, jaw-dropping beautiful, beautiful-

“…you are wasting my patience. Perhaps you should use those pretty little ears of yours to keep up for once.”

You were so caught up on admiring his jawline that you didn’t notice him standing with his arms crossed right in front of you!

As the booming sound of his voice ping ponged the walls of your brain, and the fading jingles of his hat echoed throughout the camp, you felt as if you’ve just ascended to Celestia because oh my goodness did he just call you pretty?!

#short little thing i thought of before i head to bed #scaramouche x y/n #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x you #fatui reader #genshin impact #rambles #im not an experienced writer pls forgive me #its been a while since i wrote something hehe #this was mostly self indulgent

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profoundmakerdreamerss-blog · 20 days

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Tomarry AU with fake dating but not because of a rebound, no. It's because of the money. Yes, an au with Tom and Harry having a YouTube channel together. A couple YouTube channel. Yep. It's not like they like each other — oh no. It's strictly business. After all, it is a lucrative business deal — and that is true because they do take the dating world of YouTube by storm. (That was the plan anyway; pesky feelings are below me anyways. — Tom Riddle, in the mirror, at 3 am.)

An AU where both of them are roommates and due to shortage of funds decide to open a YouTube channel together. Especially after seeing how Abraxas' beauty blog was so successful, and so was Ron's gaming channel. An AU where they start a prank channel that end up becoming a dating channel because everyone thinks they are dating. And because Tom and Harry don't do anything in half's; they decide to milk it as much as they can. To them it was their best idea to date. Or a decision they would both come to regret. (Like Tom? No way, he is my business partner and Tom would kill him before he ever dated him. — Harry Potter, to himself, monologuing the same thing, for the hundredth time that day.)

Basically an AU where they both end up falling for each other and being in denial while doing YouTube videos as a COUPLE, and freaking out everytime they have to do couple-y stuff.

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chitinleg · 1 year

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#w359 #wolf 359 #doug eiffel #image desc in alt text #pen and ink #comic #i love drawing the hephaestus. her massive and sprawling body with endless corridors #the way that minkowski and eiffel both describe it as so big you could get lost in it #so big it couldnt possibly have been designed for a three human and one ai crew #so big that there has to be more of it than they can access #and its their home. but its also a hostile environment.#and its hera's body too. but it's out of her control #shes the stations ai but she isnt the station its a body shes been put in and its under her control but shes constantly fighting it #you know?#it reminds me a little of that one episode of ds9 where the station which theyve all made their home on. starts trying to kill them #and its all dukat on the computers going ATTENTION BAJORAN WORKERS. ATTENTION BAJORAN WORKERS.#while they desperately try to save the inhabitants and protect themselves #this is their home they live in it they get used to it. they love it. and sometimes. it wants to hurt them. and thats not its fault #its a fascinating relationship to have with a place #anyway forgive my tags i love drawing space stations

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gnarlysheepsart · 4 months

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Please Kind Fellow May I request but a crumb of Jigen please c:

i miss my wife tails

#forgive me its been. a while. since ive drawn him #i drew him from memory btw LOL i didnt even bother getting a ref for his colors n shit #lupin iii #lupin the 3rd #lupin the third #jigen daisuke #daisuke jigen #jigen #my art #fanart #request

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elfkh · 1 year

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crawling back onto my tumblr after eons to show off the blorbo kizaru, he is my gf of 30 years plz be nice to him

#kizaru borsalino #kizaru #one piece #these all were drawn while i was high so do forgive me #i just wanna revive the kizaru tag on here its been barren

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affiesque · 6 months

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So Ai Di x Chen Yi has essentially taken over my brain, which led to a late-night writing session that resulted in this little thing. Note that it’s really just PWP and definitely NSFW. If that’s your thing, please enjoy! 🖤

Once again Ai Di found himself in Chen Yi’s room, his bed. Weeks of push and pull, teasing and understanding led him back - this time both of them sober and mostly clear-eyed. Things are quiet, probably too quiet - the eye of the storm, no doubt - with no one injured, no one missing, no one beating down the doors, at least not today. Ai Di has noticed something different in Chen Yi’s expressions of late, something hard and gentle at the same time - sure, there’s that same desire, the look that says he might devour Ai Di entirely if given the chance. But there’s something else lurking underneath, and Ai Di wants nothing more than to tear it out of Chen Yi and pull it apart and get his hands dirty with the feeling of it, the promise of what it might be.

Right now, though, Chen Yi’s hands are in his hair and anything he might want to say is swallowed up by Chen Yi’s teeth tugging at his lips. Ai Di melts into the kiss, sliding their tongues together and pressing himself against Chen Yi so hard he almost feels like he could disappear. They stay like this for a long while, Ai Di breathing in the heady scent of Chen Yi, the deep woodsy smell of his cologne and something darker underneath, tasting each others mouths until Ai Di can’t bear it any longer and starts tearing at their clothes. Ai Di pushes Chen Yi onto his back, peppering his jaw with kisses, then moving down to nip and suck at the sensitive skin of his neck, drawing out tiny sounds of pleasure. Ai Di continues lower, his hands roaming freely over Chen Yi’s naked body, enjoying the tremors under his fingers when he hits a particularly sensitive spot. He’s so absorbed in his explorations that he’s caught off guard when Chen Yi grabs him by the waist and tosses him on his back, letting out a huff of indignation that Chen Yi just laughs at.

Chen Yi leans in to offer a kiss of apology, then trails his lips up to Ai Di’s ear and whispers oh so softly, “Wanna taste you.” Ai Di hums in appreciation as Chen Yi takes him in his mouth, carefully at first and then with more and more insistence, sucking him in deeper and deeper until Ai Di’s hips start lifting off the bed of their own accord, his dick slamming against the back of Chen Yi’s throat. Another minute of this and Ai Di knows he won’t last much longer. As if reading his mind, in one fluid motion Chen Yi pulls off his cock and flips him onto his stomach.

“Fuck, Chen Yi!”

Ai Di is turned on and pissed off at the same time as he feels the full weight of Chen Yi on his back, the insistent press of his hard-on against his ass. Before Ai Di can do anything about it, Chen Yi is back at his ear, his voice pitched even lower this time, dripping with intention: “Wanna taste all of you.” The sound that escapes Ai Di’s lips is one that only dogs can hear, and before his brain can fully catch up to what’s happening, Chen Yi has buried himself face-first in Ai Di’s ass, tongue lapping and pressing insistently at his entrance. It doesn’t take long until Ai Di’s legs are shaking and he’s reduced to humping the bed, trying to get any friction he can for his aching dick. He vaguely wonders where the hell Chen Yi learned to do this, a tiny flare of jealousy that he might have been doing this with someone else while Ai Di was gone those four years erupting, only to be pushed aside by the overwhelming sensations radiating from the core of his body.

“Please, Chen Yi - I need you - ah, please, just fuck me already,” Ai Di stutters out, craning his neck to see Chen Yi pull back with a triumphant smile.

“Such an eager boy,” Chen Yi teases, pressing tender kisses to Ai Di’s spine.

Ai Di buries his face in the pillow beneath him, listening to the sounds of Chen Yi slicking up his fingers, barely able to contain himself as Chen Yi works him open slowly but intently. By the time Chen Yi gets a third finger inside of him, Ai Di’s head is swimming and his breath is coming in short, hard bursts. Another flip onto his back and suddenly Chen Yi is above him, inside him, overwhelming him. They cling to each other, Chen Yi’s hips snapping into Ai Di at a steady pace, his head tucked into Ai Di’s shoulder. Ai Di moans Chen Yi’s name again and again, then pulls him back by the hair to press a brutal kiss to his lips. When Chen Yi finally breaks away his eyes stay locked on Ai Di’s face, and when he speaks his voice is filled with emotion: “Tell me you’re mine, Ai Di. Tell me.”

“I’m yours, Chen Yi, I’m yours.” Ai Di whispers it like a holy mantra, tears pricking the edges of his vision. Chen Yi’s eyes flutter closed and he lets out what sounds to Ai Di’s ears like a sigh of relief. But all of a sudden Ai Di feels that ugly flare of envy arise in him again, thoughts of Chen Yi’s desperate crush on their boss rushing to the front of his mind. He needs to know once and for all that Chen Yi only has eyes for him, needs to have the wildfires of his jealousy extinguished for good.

“Tell me you’re mine, Chen Yi - I want to hear you say it.” Ai Di’s hands travel up to caress Chen Yi’s neck. When he presses experimentally, Chen Yi’s eyes fly open, dark as obsidian.

“I’m yours Ai Di,” he gasps, leaning into the pressure. Ai Di tightens his grip just a bit more.

“And no one else’s,” Ai Di demands.

“And no one else’s,” Chen Yi repeats. Ai Di releases his neck, his hands caressing Chen Yi’s face as Chen Yi begins to pick up the pace even more, his cock finally reaching the spot that makes Ai Di arch up off the mattress, a loud moan escaping him. He can feel his orgasm building, and before long he’s coming untouched, spilling all over his stomach. Chen Yi follows soon after, filling Ai Di and collapsing into his arms. Ai Di sighs happily, running his fingers through Chen Yi’s hair, scratching a soothing rhythm into his scalp. A minute of comfortable silence passes, after which Ai Di feels a strange hitching of breath coming from Chen Yi. He pushes himself up a bit, forcing Chen Yi to lift his head, and can’t understand why he’s seeing tears staining Chen Yi’s face.

“Hey, hey - what’s this?” he asks, concern evident in his voice, but Chen Yi can only shake his head. Ai Di gently shifts them around so he can better tuck Chen Yi into his arms, comforting him as he cries.

Eventually Chen Yi looks up at him, choking out the words: “Please - please just promise you’ll never leave me again.”

Ai Di lets out a deep breath and pulls him closer, thumbs brushing away his tears. “I’m not going anywhere, Chen Yi. I’m yours - I’m yours.”

#kiseki: dear to me #kiseki dear to me #ai di x chen yi #ai di #chen yi #my fic #its been a while since i’ve written anything like this so please forgive any rustiness #it’s kind of angsty #but i promise they are actually happy

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iloveacronix · 8 days

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Repost bc apparently my dumbass deleted the first post before taking a shower and I barely noticed. I stubbed my toe so hard against the kitchen counter that I dropped my plate with poptarts and cried on the floor for 3 minutes. I was trying to kick my cousin's soccer ball but missed and accidentally killed my foot's 2nd soldier. Someone help me it hurts💀💀

#It left a red mark on my 2nd toe wtf #I think I broke it bc it hurts like hek and its been over 30 minutes #Or maybe im just weak...#Anyway #Machia and cyrus if they were friends and Machia wasn't a commander anymore or smth #My og post had the whole description im gonna cry #Its abt my random machia redemption au where she becomes friends w Cyrus #And he forgives her(it takes a long time)#Was thinking about adding acronix in it #Bc I mean...#Why not?#Cyrus w Machia & Acronix??#Heck those 3 would be funny asf #Also i enjoy Acronix redemption arcs #And even better if the author includes krux in the redemption #Bc most of the time its just Nix and he goes with Cyrus #It actually took me a while to get into future but the fanarts got to me #And now here I am #Ninjago #lego ninjago #ninjago fanart #lego ninjago fanart #ninjago acronix #ninjago fandom #Ninjago hands of time #Cyrus borg #Ninjago cyrus borg #Commander machia #Ninjago machia #Ninjago acronix

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theminecraftbee · 2 years

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S2Empires!Pix being literally the same character as Recap!Pix implies either

1. E!Pix has been able to see into another world this whole time.

2. Zloy also exists somewhere and can see into/interact with another world

3. Zloy is some otherworldly being telling E!Pix about what's happening in Hermitcraft (an extension of point 2 i suppose)

wait hold on that third one is hysterically big-brained. once a week this otherworldly zombie head in a jar (DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT) shows up and is like. hey can you read this script and tell all the dumb jokes in it. and pixlriffs is just like. yeah sure that sounds great. and he does that,

#answered #greyfireclover #...actually is zloy still just the head or is he better now #ITS BEEN A WHILE SINCE I WATCHED... FORGIVE ME

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defiledtomb · 1 year

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selene what's got you smiling so sweetly? (is it the hunter, covered in blood?) ๏˽๏

#ouroboros-if #interactive fiction #sene/selene #posting on tumblr nowadays like im golfing off a highrise roof #punting a post into the fray hand on my eyebrows to shield from the sun watching if it lands well #obligatory napoleon dynamite style fistpump if it does #anyway hi 🫣 im still scuttling around like crecher but im making so much progress on ouro stuff #been really enjoying S' character portraits and incorporating more hints of Oakwerths architecture into their design #thinking of adding some porcelain caps to their horns #happy to share some sneak peeks if you forgive me for not being very social :]#i have 722 asks right now! seven hundred and twenty two. that is a dizzying nr and i honestly don't even know where to start #hopefully it gets neater once the ouro blog is up. pffft a girl can hope #i cannot thank you enough for your kind words and evocative q's #(everytime something new comes in it feels like seeing the first spring flowers) it really fuels me #i am working on the not so secret secret project for a while longer #who would've thunk i'd be more productive when not spending so much time on social media. honestly its a mystery #i hope you are doing well ✨#*skedaddles back offline*

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brettsey-two-tts · 11 months

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Sylvie Brett was no stranger to surprises. The last twelve years of her life were all about surprises: her sudden move to Chicago, meeting her birth mom and Scott, meeting her half-sister, Amelia, falling in love with Matt Casey, watching him move two thousand miles away, and then breaking up with potentially the love of her life.

She would’ve never guessed she would be adopting a blue-eyed blonde baby from Amber, a woman who was in a similar situation to her birth mom.

She also would’ve never guessed that Matt Casey would stop by, drop down on one knee, and ask her to marry him with a ring he bought a year and a half ago.

She froze in place from the suddenness but her heart kicked into overdrive the moment he bent his knee and revealed the most beautiful diamond ring. Matt’s softened blue eyes, glistening with love, adoration, and hope, never faltered and never left hers.

She wondered how she looked because a second ago she was practically crossing things off her list as she fought the dust bunnies in her apartment and then marked all of the spots that needed more baby-proofing. Her hair must’ve been a mess and there might’ve even been a little dust on her cheek.

She mentally grimaced when she remembered that she quickly threw on a plain white t-shirt and a pair of overalls when she got up. She was definitely not dressed for the occasion.

While her self-conscious and overly panicking thoughts clashed in her head, she saw Matt’s hopeful smile start to fade. Oh crap - she didn’t even answer him yet.

The small frown that formed on his face made her panic more.

“No– Matt–”

Oh for the love of – that wasn’t the right thing to say either. He definitely took it the wrong way because he immediately lowered his hands that encased the velvety box.

“No, not that. I mean, this is– Matt, you’re–”

She began to laugh at how nervous she sounded and how every word that came out of her mouth was another disaster after another.

The beaming grin on her face must’ve given him some resemblance of good news because his lips soon half curled into a smile.

He shook his head slightly and replied, “I’m sorry, Sylvie. I know this is really sudden–” He stopped when she began to kneel in front of him.

His heart felt full and so incredibly warm as he saw her lips form a small endearing smile. While she was glancing over the diamond ring in his hands, he was watching her, entranced by her effortless beauty, her overall goodness, and her obvious adoring excitement for the baby girl she was about to adopt. He couldn’t get the image out of his head when she told them that Amber was taking custody: her overly beaming grin and tear-filled eyes.

“You bought this a year and a half ago?” she asked, her gaze meeting his.

He blushed a little when he remembered he confessed as much. “Yes,” he replied shyly. “Ever since you visited me in Portland. I wanted to do it sooner but with Severide and Stella’s wedding, I… I could never find the right time.”

She frowned a little when she remembered their foreboding conversation as they slow-danced.

“But, right now - right this second.” He dipped forward to emphasize how he was always able to read her thoughts and feelings. “This is the perfect time.” Her lips parted as he continued, “My time in Portland is coming to an end. Griffin is off doing his own thing and Ben is only a couple of months away from that.” He paused to take a moment to think about his next words. He’s recited it in his head before but he never thought he’d say it to her in person. “I never stopped loving you, Sylvie Brett. Even when we broke up and had to put some distance between us, I never stopped thinking about you. You were always on my mind and always will be. I was always positive that we’d get married, have a couple of kids, and buy an old and worn-out house so we could fix it up together. Maybe get a dog or a cat. Or both.” She let out a small laugh at the last part. He could see the tears welling at the corners of her eyes and it made him start to tear up as well. “I want to be there for you and Julia, just like you were there for me, Ben, and Griffin.”

A tear fell down her cheek as her lips curled into the widest and brightest smile. With her hands in her lap and her gaze lovingly holding onto his, she began, “Matt–”

Before she could give him her answer, she was cut off by the unmistakable sound of her phone vibrating in her pocket.

She almost looked embarrassed but then she realized Matt’s phone was vibrating in his pocket as well. Both of them looked concerned as such a coincidence was almost never a good thing. Matt must’ve had the same thought as her because he soon pulled out his phone to check who it was.

“Who is it?” Sylvie asked as she started to pull out her own.

“Herrmann,” Matt replied. His brows knitted together with concern. “You?”

She felt her stomach drop as she replied, “Violet.”

Matt quickly drove them to the hospital after a short call with both Herrmann and Violet. All of Firehouse 51 was in the waiting room when they arrived and only a few of them were sitting.

Sylvie quickly hugged Violet and then Herrmann. “Is Mouch okay? Have you guys heard anything yet?”

Violet solemnly shook her head. “No, not yet.”

Herrmann looked on anxiously as he grounded out, “I haven’t heard anything since they rushed Mouch into surgery.”

Sylvie frowned as she watched Herrmann cross his arms and start to pace. She felt Matt bump her shoulder.

“I’ll check with a nurse to see if I can a hold of Maggie.”

Sylvie nodded and watched Matt walk off toward the receptionist’s desk.

Waiting was the hardest and most grueling part. It felt like no time was passing.

Maggie eventually came out to greet them but even she said that she would have to check in with the surgeons since Mouch was still in there.

Matt sat down next to Sylvie after Maggie left. Ever since they heard about Mouch at her apartment, he could tell she was trying to keep it together and not think about the worst-case scenario. “How are you holding up?” he asked.

She shook her head and let out a long sigh. “This is the worst part. Not knowing if he’s okay and just waiting for an answer.”

“Hey. Mouch is tough. He’s been through hell and back multiple times. He’ll pull through.” He nudged her shoulder with his. “I know he will.”

His positivity and optimism, and the fact that he always had the ability to cheer her up - it was like no time had passed at all. She truly missed him - every single part of him.

She checked the clock on the wall and worriedly asked, “Aren’t you supposed to be on an airplane in an hour?”

“Yeah, but I can’t just leave while Mouch is in there. It wouldn’t feel right.” He and Sylvie shared a sweet smile but it only reminded him of what happened between them earlier. Did he jump the gun too soon? Should he have waited until he moved back to Chicago? No. No, no, no. His gut told him it was the perfect time. And it was. He was certain of it. “About before… I… I want you to know, Sylvie… You don’t have to give me an answer right away. I just want you to know that whatever happens, I’m here. If you need help taking care of her or feeding her or… anything - anything at all - I’m here. Always.”

Sylvie couldn’t contain her grin, both at Matt’s kind and encouraging words, and at the remembrance of his proposal.

“I know what my answer is, Matt, and I think I’ve known for a long time now.”

His eyebrows raised a little at her admittance but she didn’t say anything further. Her wide, toothy, and joyful grin was all he saw thereafter. His confusion started to dissolve as a pinkish hue dusted across her cheeks. But, as soon as she nodded ever so slightly, Maggie came back out through the double doors.

The entire firehouse turned their heads at the noise and immediately got up out of their seats. Maggie gave them the great news: Mouch was out of surgery and heading to the ICU for observation. There were no complications and he was expected to make a full recovery.

While everyone shared their relief through hugs and smiles, they heard the voice of an older lady behind them trying to get their attention. All heads turned and they saw a sweet old lady holding a light gray velvety box in her hands.

“I’m so sorry to interrupt. I didn’t want someone to leave with it. Did one of you drop this?”

It must’ve fallen out of Matt’s pocket in his jacket when he got up out of his seat to see Maggie. He must’ve been too caught up in the good news because he didn’t hesitate to claim it and then profusely thank her for finding it, nor did he notice the deafening silence as everyone stared at him with wide eyes and shocked expressions.

As soon as he turned around and caught everyone’s gaze, his mouth parted in a panicked realization. He looked to Sylvie for some guidance (and maybe even some help) but when he saw her beam brightly at him, he knew it was inevitable. There was no use keeping secrets from their Firehouse family.

Matt and Sylvie continued to endearingly smile at each other, even as their Firehouse family bombarded them with a hundred and one questions.

They were meant to be.

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