#just a little drabble

[peterparkeeperer]

sitting pretty (edward cullen x gn!reader)

You could tell he was looking at you. His eyes had a presence of their own.

“What do you want?” You asked teasingly, without looking up.

“Your attention, preferably.”

You smiled impishly and found your eyes repeating the same sentence over and over on the page below you. He probably knew he was a distraction, or that you were really bad at concentrating.

“Oh, really? What kind of attention?”

It was his turn to be impish, “Only the innocent kind. I am a gentleman.”

“Someone has to be,” you finally turned to him, he was sitting at your desk while you studied on your bed.

“Come here,”

You craved him closer suddenly, wanted to hold him in any way. This feeling often shot you out of nowhere, usually when he was sitting and looking so incredibly pretty (which was a word you found yourself using to describe him more often than not. Smooth skin, soft hair, and brown eyes that you’d always been a sucker for) that you had no option but to crave him.

Edward looked pleased with himself, and you sighed inwardly as you pushed your (unfinished) homework away to make space for him.

“You’re a bad influence, you know that?”

He smirked as he lowered himself to lay by you, and your hand naturally drifted to the side of his waist.

“You’re the one who told me to come here,” he said innocently, with his deep eyes daring you to fall inside the well of them.

“How can I deny you your attention you so desperately crave?”

He smiled, “I don’t ‘desperately crave’ anything,” yet his eyes were playful and he looked seconds away from tossing this playful banter and speaking sad and lovely poetry.

You grinned and came closer, and with every inch removed his eyes got more and more black. Like tar. When your breath could hit his cold lips you spoke, “oh, really?”

He sucked in a breath he doesn’t need and came closer to close the distance, but you leaned back casually.

He looked prettier like this. Desperate, frowning at the rejection of the kisses he’d been spoiled with and now addicted to.

You took pity on him and slid your hand from his waist to go under his shirt, allowing you to stroke the skin there. It was domestic affection, yet he was weak to this too.

“I love you, very much.”

You softened, and leaned in naturally to kiss him. It was slow on your part, loving. But he seemed eager and pushed into you, soon you were laying with him almost sitting on top of you. You pushed at his shoulders lightly.

“Did you just say that so I would kiss you?”

He looked away, “well, I do love you.”

“You’re an idiot. But I love you.”

#gn reader #dom reader #edward cullen #edward cullen x you #edward cullen x reader #twilight x reader #twilight x you #twilight fluff #gender neutral clothing #gn!reader #Just a little Drabble #drabble #silly me hehe

[myseungsunglove]

Lmh | Your Hands, My Necklace | Lmh

Pairing: Lee Know x Reader

Warnings: Smut

A/N: This Drabble is from my “Yeah, just like that” smut prompt list I posted Friday. A Lee Know x reader Drabble with the line - You look better with my hand around your neck, was requested by @leeknowsforeverwife Being a Drabble it isn’t as edited and proofread as my typical pieces. Hope you like it! I do have several other Drabbles to come!

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「© December 2, 2023 by myseungsungheart」

X MDNI X

You could never get enough of your boyfriend’s hands, and today was no exception to the rule.

“Babe, can you help me with this necklace?” you ask, holding up the shining turquoise pendant in the mirror he had gotten you for your birthday as you spot him coming out of the closet.

He’s dressed for the awards show you’ll be accompanying him to tonight, wearing a black pair of slacks that hug his thick thighs perfectly, an almost too tight white button down long sleeve dress shirt, and a stripped vest that accentuates his broad chest and slim waist.

You on the other hand are still in your lingerie, opting to finish your hair, makeup, and jewelry before slipping into the gorgeous black dress Lee Know had bought for you. Your breasts are pushed together, voluptuous and beautiful in the black lace bra. The black thong that matches sits high on your hips and barely covers you.

His eyes meet yours in the mirror, a Cheshire like grin creeping onto his face as he approaches you.

“Hmmm,” he mumbles as he steps behind where you’re seated at your vanity, his soft hands making contact with the skin on the back neck. Goosebumps prickle up across your skin in the wake of his touch.

“Jagiya,” you mutter, a thinly veiled warning that holds no water as your head falls back against his stomach, looking up at him towering over you.

“Yes my love?” he asks innocently, as if he doesn’t know exactly what he is doing to you. His fingers are dancing along your neck and down to your collarbone. Your skin is hot and you have to press your legs together with a sigh, anticipating his hands to wander to your breasts and knead them greedily.

He leans down and kisses you, the angle awkward as your faces are facing opposite of each other. Surprising you, his hand suddenly finds your neck and squeezes gently, a gasp emanating from you. He pulls away from the kiss and you sit up properly looking into the mirror once more, his grip firm around your thin neck. He lifts you to a standing position, his grip tight so that he can crowd in behind you, his hard body pressed against yours, his lips dancing along your jawline and up the side of your neck that isn’t covered by his beautiful hand.

You close your eyes and moan as his lips leave a wet trail in their wake.

“I think this necklace suits,” he whispers in your ear. Your eyes fall back open as he squeezes, meeting his eyes in the mirror once more. “You look better with my hand around your neck,” he growls.

You were so focused on the hand around your throat, you gaspwhen his other hand dipped into your black lace underwear, his fingers sliding through your wet folds and into your needy cunt without warning.

“Lee Know,” you moan, your body arching forward as his fingers pump into you at a relentless pace. His hand slides up to your jaw and turns your face to his, you mouths meeting in a hungry kiss of teeth and tongue. It’s filthy and exhilarating and your body feels like it’s been set on fire as his fingers find that soft, tender spot deep inside you.

Somehow Lee Know manages to turn you both and guide you back to the bed behind you. His fingers slip out of you and are pressing into your waist as he pushes you back on the bed. You lay there breathing heavily as you watch him unbutton his slacks and push them to his thighs, his cock springing free, thick and red and dripping with precum. He pumps himself a few times before his hand finds your neck once more as he crawls over you. He pulls your bra down so that your tits bounce out in front of him, his eyes greedy as he dips down and sucks your nipple between his lips, biting gently and licking hungrily.

“Fuck me,” you moan and his hand tightens it grip on your throat as he leans up and looks at you, your body arching up in desperation and need, completely overwhelmed by his hands on you and the attention of his mouth on your hot skin.

“Don’t have to tell me twice,” he chuckles menacingly, his other hand harshly yanking your thong to the side, before he is running the tip of his angry red cock through your wet folds.

“Please!” You beg, arching up at the contact.

He breeches you then, and slowly slides home until your hips are pressed together, a groan falling from both your lips.

He kisses you sweetly, a juxtaposition to what his hips then do, first pulling out slowly and ramming back into you with force. He doesn’t let up, your skin slapping together obscenely as he sets a brutal pace, his hand still firm on your neck as he pounds into your aching cunt.

“There!” You suddenly cry out when he nails your g-spot, your mouth hanging open as he targets it intently. He is watching you close for any sign that you’re about to fall apart. “Almost… there…” you pant, each of his thrusts causing you to move up the bed slightly as your breasts bounce wildly at the movement.

He squeezes your throat then, practically cutting off the air briefly. The lack of oxygen sends your pussy walls into fluttering chaos, the orgasm so overwhelming you grab onto his thick forearm as you ride out the pleasure, your fingernails digging into his arm sure to leave half moon bruises in their wake.

Lee Knows release hits suddenly as your walls contract frantically, his hips slowing to thrust purposefully as he pumps you full of his come. Your body shivers slightly with his last movement and his hand releases its grip on you, oxygen bursting into your burning lungs.

“Shit,” he mutters, falling against your body and kissing up your neck and jaw until your lips meet in a hot kiss. “Are you okay, baby?” he asks, concern flooding his features as he looks at you.

Your eyes flutter open and a fucked out smile spreads across your face as you reach for him and pull his lips to yours.

“Never better, babe,” you breathe against his lips, your hands running down his still clothed arms and down to his hands. You intertwine your fingers with his and look back into his eyes.

“Your hands will always be my favorite necklace.”

#stray kids #stray kids x reader #Lee know smut #Lee know Drabble #Lee know x reader #Mia’s Smut Prompt Requests #just a little drabble

[twslug]

warsh_tippy and zelda by whatever, dad

#i need everyone to understand my primal craving for soft domesticity in the context of a high intensity competitive sport #it is so important to me.... #just a little drabble #very little polish but its okay You all are not here for QUALITY youre here for YAOI #charles leclerc #max verstappen #lestappen #this one goes out to my twitter mutuals

[meguminne]

Love, Lost and Wandered࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ

dainleif is scared of forgetting you, he would traverse the cursed plains of the irminsul to remember you. — cursed grounds that belonged to one of those damned archons just to remember you. his curse now includes you as well. im gonna be honest and tell you straight up idk how the irminsul or dainsleif work and whether or not this is accurate to their lore, i just want to write a devoted lover dain who’s willing to beg to the archons for reader like that one questline. also!! reblogs and follows are very appreciated as it lets me know you guys enjoy my writing!! . (reader x dainsleif) oct. 15 2023 part one (?)

dainsleif is too ashamed to admit this aloud but he finds himself forgetting you. who once was his most precious, his beloved; your voice, your laugh, even your smile. — the gods are merciless but were ‘kind’ enough to spare you from turning you into the hilichurls doomed to wander the earth, loyal only to their most primal instincts. they were ‘kind’ enough to spare you from the curse of immortality, the pain of living and unable to die. he wonders which fate would have been better for the both of you, but he does believe death has been the most merciful outcome.

the only thing he has of you is the memory of your name, the love he can’t forget, and the dreams you’ve left with him. — but they’re not immune to the weathering of time. he finds himself slipping, forgetting the little things that complete your image, the treasures he salvaged from the remnants of his home broken down with the centuries that came with immortality and the dreams you held with him now seem blurry as though he couldn’t fathom to sleep and dream without you. it’s been eons and yet he still hasn’t gotten used to your absence beside him.

when fate is kind enough to grant him the time to paint, his mind goes over to the idea of you and he seems to get the gist of your frame, your figure but your face only seems to be drawn as a mixture of swirls, indescribable and indistinguishable from the fog that surrounds the memory of you.

as much as he hated to admit it, he was slowly forgetting you.

but he’s not ready yet, to forget you is to let you die once and for all. he’s the only one who holds the memory of you and if he forgets, you’re gone forever. — amidst the false gods, their endless pride and the heavens; you were the angel that almost made dainsleif believe in divinity.

he’s desperate to maintain that memory of you, to keep you alive and beside him to the best of his ability for forgetting you might doom to an eternity of restless living cursed only for vengeance.

dainsleif was desperate enough to keep that memory of you that he was willing to trek onto the irminsul, the ‘sacred’ grounds of the dendro archon that records say remembers everything. the memories stored within the ley lines that have touched all of teyvat, the ley lines that rooted itself deep beneath the grounds; roots that listened to every drop of rain, whisper and wind. — he was willing to traverse and resort to the divinities he loathed just to remember you. whether it’s be by force, or if he had to kneel, beg and grovel at the archon’s feet just to be welcomed into the dreamlike plains; he would do it for his pride was nothing next to his devotion for you.

the only obstacle now was whether or not the archon, buer was willing to let a khaenri'ahn survivor step foot into the holy grounds. — or if he could even ask for help from the traveler..

#meguminne #genshin x reader #genshin angst #genshin impact #dainsleif #dainsleif x reader #dainsleif x you #dainsleif angst #genshin fluff #khaenri'ah #genshin fanfic #just a little drabble #not lore accurate #i love dainsleif #dains x reader #genshin impact x reader #irminsul #devoted lover #dead reader

[biohazard-inevitable]

Pssst, Zosan likers….

Pspspspspspspsps

Read it here

#zosan #one piece #fluff #zosan fluff #zosan fic #just a little drabble #calling you guys over like cats since y’all REALLY liked that blurb i wrote #eat your meal i made it special for cuddles

[emjiroki]

Hi!

So I recently decided to essentially write prompts for writers to use because well I have brain full of ideas but I suck at writing (typos and spelling yuck) A few plots I wrote I decided I’d love to share with some of my favorite authors and so here’s one I thought would go will with you!

OBVIOUSLY you do not have to write this at all! I just thought it would be fun! :)

Words of pleasure SOFTDOM megumi x female reader

You and Megumi have never done anything sexual yet in your relationship, but after reading a dirty scene in your recent novel you text him a dirty paragraph. Texting back and forth while you pleasure yourselves together.

For my two lovely anons ♡ and all the fellow Megumi lovers out there ♡

Your heart was pounding as you pressed send on the admittedly dirty text to your boyfriend. The book you were reading gave you ideas and though you hadn't been physical with Megumi yet, you really wanted to. And knew that he did too, even if he hadn't out right said it. Plenty of heavy make-outs and a shed shirt or two but never really anything below the belt besides grinding and a little touching. The tension was growing into a ravenous monster and it seemed to be the only thing you could think about.

You didn't want to look as your phone chimed in response, expecting him to brush you off with a thumbs up or smile emoji. But you were pleasantly surprised with a simple text back.

'Are you touching yourself? thinking about my lips on your body'

your entire body felt like it had burst into flames, your hands sweating a little as you texted back.

'And what if I am?' the response was quick.

'I would hope that you'd send me a picture, I just know its dripping wet for me'. You actually laughed out loud at his boldness, something he rarely displayed. Maybe the thought of him being so bold and a little feral had your hand moving down between your legs, feeling just how wet you had actually gotten.

'I was hoping to show you...in person' you messaged back, waiting with a baited breath as the little dots flexed on your screen. to your surprise a photo popped up with a little text underneath. The photo being the sight of Megumi's hand holding himself through his sweatpants, cock hard and pressed against his abdomen where his hand was lightly squeezing, the dark grey material bulging around it.

'Give me five minutes and don't touch my pussy till I get there'

#i hope this was good anon! #just a little drabble #megumi fushiguro #megumi fushiguro smut #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #em x megumi ♡ #inbox 💌 #anons 😶‍🌫️ #em talks 👄

[weirdtinkerbellversion]

Dec 17. Prompt: Smile. Word count: 131  @jegulus-microfic

Regulus’ favorite place was on the ice. After leaving his parents’ house, he reclaimed ice skating for himself; no longer a competitive sport but a moment of meditation where he can just glide and float. He would get to the rink early, before the crowds shuffled in. He was always too in his own world to notice the awestruck boy watching him from the stands. One day, as he landed from a rather difficult jump, he was startled by the applause. He skates to the edge of the rink until he’s face to face with a beautiful, tall boy with wild hair whose smile makes his bright brown eyes sparkle behind golden round glasses. “You look ethereal out there.” Little did Regulus know that one sentence would change his life forever.

#Skater Regulus #Don’t know what James is but I know that he’s already in love #Just a little drabble #Jegulus #Jegulus microfic

[generic-sonic-fan]

Sonic and Shadow get into some sort of freak accident with the chaos emeralds and get sent to the future. Evidently, they haven't made it to Silver's future- things aren't apocalyptic nor are they high-tech enough to be the good future 200+ years on. So instead they cause shenanigans trying to get back to the present and end up getting hunted by GUN. Sonic's not too keen on chatting with them, but Shadow attempts to pull some rank and state that he at least was a GUN agent back in the day working with Team Dark.

The GUN soldiers get one look at him and give a nonverbal "oh shit" to each other. They're immediately treated much better and allowed to sit uncuffed inside of a normal car, where they're driven to GUN HQ. The soldiers are making not-so-subtle references to "the director" the entire time they're being led into the building and eventually they're put in a room with nothing else but a few chairs and a giant screen.

Sonic leans over to Shadow and whispers, "did you ever say that you wanted to, uh, work up the ranks?"

"I've thought about it." Shadow whispers back.

The screen flickers on and they both snap to attention. A red symbol appears.

"Remain seated for another three minutes and forty-two seconds," a deep, masculine voice emanates from a speaker.

They spend the first two minutes staring at each other and then the next minute and forty seconds or so convincing Sonic to stay in his seat. They're interrupted as the door opens.

And Omega walks in. His frame, though proud, is worn. It's easy to tell what's been repainted. His joints are stiffer, squeakier, and when he first activates his voice box, there's an audible pop.

"SHADOW. STATE YOUR PURPOSE."

"Could ask the same for you!" Sonic jumps in before Shadow can say anything. "What are you doing here?"

Omega rotates his optics to Sonic. But instead of chastising him, instead of expressing annoyance or even responding in any usual manner, Omega. . . pauses.

"Hello, Omega." Shadow says.

Omega looks at him. "IT IS GOOD TO SEE YOU AGAIN."

There's something about that sentence that causes his quills to stand on end. "What happened?"

"FURTHER DISCLOSURE WOULD THREATEN THE STABILITY OF THIS TIMELINE."

Sonic is able to recover for everyone. "Good to see you too, Omega! Now, as much fun as it is, we've gotta get back to our normal time."

"AFFIRMATIVE. MY SCIENCE DIVISION IS COLLECTING DATA AS WE SPEAK."

"Your guys, huh? I didn't take you to be the leader type!"

"NEITHER DID I." Omega replies. Then he looks at Shadow once more. "IT IS GOOD TO SEE YOU AGAIN."

#e-123 omega #e123 omega #shadow the hedgehog #sonic the hedgehog #just a little drabble #wanted to take my own spin on the 'shadow is the future leader of GUN' headcanon I see floating around sometimes

[starstruck-flames]

Stargazing - Dabi

You and a friend sit upon the roof, enjoying the fresh air. The stars look so bright out here… huh? Why are you staring at me?

Content includes: Dabi fluff! He’s still a sarcastic asshole, I love an excuse to gush about the stars ✨ a little bit of sad, not angst

Song for your mood?

It was the same routine today, everyone in the League was too loud today; needing time to be alone, you found yourself on that roof again. The door leading up to it had a broken lock, and a shelter from the rain. However today it was clear skies all round.

Letting out an exhale, a hand lands on your shoulder.

“Hey,” Dabi greets, with a smile. “Mind if I join you in your hideout?”

“Jesus Dabi!” A whisper yell responded to him, playfully punching his chest as you both laugh. “How come I never hear you coming?!”

“I was waiting.” He smirked, walking with you to the rooftop ledge as you sat down together. “Why wouldn’t I wait for the one person who knows how to be quiet around here?”

“Aren’t Compress and Spinner pretty quiet? Kurogiri doesn’t even talk!”

“…Shut up and appreciate the fact I’m not about to push you off of here.”

You both quietly laugh at his friendly murder talk, leaning back as the night breeze shifts through your hair. Looking up…

Ah? Even though it’s the city, the stars seemed to shine especially bright today. It’s comforting, even through all the light pollution, you could appreciate things much larger, and so out of reach of your small existence on this rooftop.

“Dabi?”

“Yeah?”

“If you were gonna die-“

“What??”

“Shut up!” you whine at his interruption, squeezing your eyes shut before looking back up at the open sky. “If you were ever gonna die… would you come see me one last time?”

“That’s so fucking morbid.” Dabi can’t help but chuckle, leaning forward as instead of looking up to the stars… he looks at you. The lights from the city illuminated your face in such a beautiful way, hell it even felt like the breeze was working in your favour as he takes on you.

And your question.

“…Yeah. I’d come see you. If I for some reason can magically tell I’m about to die? I’ll come find you, then drop dead.” He smirks. “Not leaving without fucking you up a bit.”

“You’re such an asshole!” You giggle out, eyes shut as you continue to look right up at that vast sky.

He can’t help but wonder what you see that he can’t. It was just… empty to him. Sure there’s pretty lights up there, but there’s something precious sat right next to him.

He continues to stare, lost in thought as you slowly look to him. You blink, he doesn’t respond. Did he fall asleep with his eyes open or something…?

“Dabi.”

“Huh? What?”

“Why are you staring at me?”

He sits up a little straighter, smiling fondly. “Appreciating the view is all.”

There’s a long pause.

“You’re a pervert.”

“I really am going to push you off this building.”

Though, sometimes he wonders if only he can see some of you. Maybe you’d never be able to see what he does.

His hand slowly takes yours.

“Dabi?”

“Make sure you tell me.”

“What?”

“If you’re ever off to go somewhere like a moron and die.”

“I will.”

“-so I can stop you.”

#dabi #dabi fluff #fluff and sad #fluff #a little bit of sad #rooftop #rooftop romance #just a little Drabble #dabi mha #my hero academia dabi #Spotify

[lemonluvgirl]

Not that you're taking drabble requests, buuuut...

James Arthur's song "Naked" seems very Everlark, and I'll bet you could come up with something awesome for it. If not, I feel like it's great inspo.

Just sayin'! I'll see myself out now. ;)

Katniss held her breath as she crested the hill that lead to her father's lake.

She knew he'd be there, waiting for her just like his note said.

What she didn't know was that he'd already be in the water waiting for her.

She looked down at the trail of clothes that led to the lakeshore.

The first, a plain white T-shirt. The thin kind Peeta favored for working at the bakery during long hot summer days. The kind she had taken to stealing and sleeping in because they were so comfortable.

Then, a pair of boots, tossed off haphazardly a few feet from each other. The double-knotted laces were pulled uncharacteristically undone.

One gray sock lying over a rock. The sight shouldn't have affected her, but an image was forming in her mind.

A thick pale chest dusted in faint blond hairs....a broad back decked with freckles moving over strong muscles.

A pair of tan trousers crumpled and left to lie precisely where they had fallen stirred up images of solid calves and thickly built thighs covered in dark, curly blond hairs.

The odd shiver rolled down her spine, half anticipation, half trepidation. They'd spent the night wrapped in each other's arms and had shared much of their bodies but not everything.

There had been obstacles.

It had taken him years to wrest control of the bakery from his mother after his father had died. He wanted to be his own man, with his own livelihood to offer when he inevitably asked her to marry him. Katniss had refused for years to sign any official papers at the Justice Building, despite knowing he was the only one she could ever see herself sharing her life with. Even after they toasted in a private ceremony she refused to fully consummate the relationship until she was sure the Hunger Games had been abolished for good.

Tonight was different.

It had been a year since the current government had signed a decree outlawing anything like the Games from ever taking place on Panem soil again.

It had been four years since she and Peeta had toasted.

And this morning they had signed the papers at the Justice Building that made everything official.

It was time. Past time, really for this.

And with that thought, she began to disrobe.

She prodded gently at the last item of clothing with her bare toe. Her plain white cotton underwear lay atop his navy blue boxers.

The sight made her smile just a little.

She looked out into the water where she could just make out his shape. He was floating on his back lazily, hands braced behind his head. His torso was shining wet with small puddles collecting along his sternum and navel.

The things she wanted to do at the sight surprised even her.

Especially when her eyes dipped lower to trace the rest of his naked body that he proudly left on display for her to see.

She licked her lips absent-mindedly as she took one step forward and warm summer lake water lapped at her ankles.

She saw the moment he noticed her. Saw the way his eyes caught on her bare skin and dragged down with agonizing intensity across every inch of her.

She stood there for a minute, just letting him look at her, as she looked her fill at him in return.

It was a promise. She was done pretending she didn't need him, all of him, with her, beside her, inside her giving her everything she always swore she could do without.

She could do without so much. But not him. She needed him and what's more, she wanted him. She wanted the promise of everything they could build together, with their hearts and their naked bodies finally surrendering to each other after so long of only giving each other half of what they really wanted.

The wait was over.

It was time for her and Peeta now.

She slipped into the water and swam out to meet him, bare-skin, naked soul, and full heart.

#thg #everlark #fanfiction #lemonluvwrites #implied smut #just a little drabble #anticipation #peeta mellark #katniss everdeen

[disillusioneddanny]

Halloween Prompts

Danny getting spooked by the Bats

Danny slowly trekked through the warehouse, eyeing everything around him warily. He couldn't believe that the stupid summoning from that weird ass cult left him stranded in Gotham of all places. Yet here he was, stranded in the creepiest, most dangerous city in the world and his powers were on the fritz.

He had managed to scare off the cult rather easily once he realized that it was just a few idiot teenagers who hadn't realized that the summoning spell they used would actually work but he was still stuck in Gotham until the end of Halloween.

Danny wasn't sure what it was but something about Halloween made his powers mess up every single year. It was like they just didn't want to work this time of year and when they did it felt like he was a fourteen year old newborn ghost all over again. It was an absolute pain in the ass.

He carefully made his way through the warehouse he had been left in when he heard the clang of a pipe and jumped slightly.

"Who's there? I can hear you!" He called out, his shoulders up to his ears as he looked around warily.

Another clang sounded somewhere along with footsteps pattering through the large warehouse.

"Alright, very funny, you can quit fucking with me now," Danny said with a nervous laugh, still looking around, desperately trying to get his powers to work so that he could at least fly out of the place.

"What are you doing here kid," a voice whispered in Danny's ear and he let out a squeak before turning around to find no one there.

"Wow, real original, try to scare the ghost, so funny," Danny snarked out as he continued walking. He needed to find a way out of Gotham ASAP.

Little did he know four bats stared down at him from their hiding places, amused smiles on each of their faces as they watched the teenager jump at every sound.

#dis writes #just a little drabble

[wishitweresummer]

“Tickle Games” concept

…or just Dream and George messing with Sapnap

( @mushiewrites said ‘laugh/move and a restraint gets added’ and my brain went ooooh I wanna mess with Sapnap)

“It’s a new game!”, George giggled, pulling Sapnap down. The boy laughed and shoved the attacking hands away. Quickly, Dream and George both crowded him.

“Hey, no!!!”.

“Yes! Everytime you laugh or move, we add another minute of tickling.”.

“What?!”.

“Aaand go!”.

Sapnap screeched as four hands descended on his tummy, sides, and ribs. Instantly, he was hysterical. He fought desperately, but he was no match for the both of them.

“NAHAHAHAAAA!!”.

“That’s another minute!”.

“And another!”.

“And another!”.

Dream and George smirked at each other over the squirmy boy. Sapnap was beside himself with laughter. His face burned as he begged for mercy.

“Oh! Another minute!”.

“Another! And another!”.

“STAAAHAHAHAA!!!”.

#just a little drabble #when the boys just wanna fuck with him #dream team tickle #lee!sapnap #ler!dream #ler!georgenotfound #sapnap tickle #dnn tickle #summer ficlet

[myseungsunglove]

Smut prompt list Drabbles

I see your requests! Thanks to anyone who has asked! I’ll start those either Saturday or Sunday. If you’d like to join the fun

Prompt list here

Shoot me a number and a member in my asks! Please stick to one number, one member. (Most comfortable writing Seungmin, Han, Chan, and Lee Know, but for these if you request one of the other four, I’ll do my best!)

So far we’ve got

3 w/ Lee know - “You look better with my hand around your neck.” - Your Hands, My Necklace - posted December 2, 2023

8 w/ Seungmin - "Open your legs for me, baby. I wanna see you." - I Wanna See You - posted December 9, 2023

19 w/ Seungmin - “I want you. I need you.”

4 w/Chan - “Swallow it. All of it.”

23 w/ Lee Know - "Don't be gentle with me—I like it when you're rough."

16 w/ Han - "Such a good little pup, aren't you?"

2 w/ Chan - "Arch your back for me."

21 w/Jeongin - “Wait—uh—do…do that again.” - I’ve never written him before so this one may take a minute.

I’ve had to eliminate a few numbers from these request because it’s just hard to write a Drabble with 2,3,4 of these lines. That can become long quick and I want these to be quick bursts of fun 🤭😏😉

#stray kids #stray kids x reader #kim seungmin #seungmin x reader #Kim seungmin smut #Lee know #Lee know x reader #Lee know smut #Han Jisung #Han Jisung x reader #Han Jisung smut #bang Chan #bang Chan x reader #bang Chan smut #Mia’s smut prompt requests #skz smut #stray kids smut #just a little Drabble

[ortegaversesimp]

In honor of the Finestkind trailer being released, and our first glimpse of our dear Mabel whatever you do, don't imagine...

Enid so overcome with happiness at her wife giving birth to their new puppy who already looks like the spitting image of Mabel, that she gleefully leaves the hospital room for 5 minutes.

5 minutes. That's all it takes.

5 minutes to run and get her brave, brave superhero wife some damn ice chips and when she comes back there's chaos in the room.

The room where her whole world is in.

The room that was once filled with encouraging words of love and half hearted threats on Enids' life, now filled with blaring sirens on montors that will haunt Enid's nightmares for the rest of her life.

Filled with doctors and nurses running around in what seems to be a controlled panic.

A horrified Enid being gently but firmly removed from the doorway by the same middle aged kind nurse that had just spent 9 hours in that very room with the anxious first time parents to be.

Enid slowly sliding to the floor, eyes that were getting duller and colder by the second, stuck on the doorway containing all her hopes and dreams, wishing to any God above or below that she wasn't a werewolf at that moment. That her stupid dog ears didn't hear a doctor utter the words that broke her soul to pieces, didn't tear a mother away from knowing her child, didn't tear away the person that finally brought peace and love to Enids tormented life.

" Stop everyone, she's gone...someone call it"

" Time of death.. 19.35"

#ortegaverse #enid x mabel #just a little drabble #was in angsty mood...enjoy

[meguminne]

wind carried songs, ೫˚∗:  

you’ve always had this habit of making up a jingle and then you bite the dust (lol)..  some anemo boys x reader drabbles presented by meguminne SLIGHT ANGST WARNING; spoilers you die lmao. (might make the venti part into a balls to the walls fic or dedicated drabble again,)

XIAO ༊*·˚

        xiao always got irritated by that annoying little jingle you loved to hum, it was irritatingly catchy and keeps getting stuck in his head, ( though he would rather be caught dead in a meteorite than admit he thinks it’s catchy aloud, ) . “stop that,”

“stop what?” you ask, clearly oblivious to the psychological torture you’re inflicting on him.

“your humming,” he huffs, “it’s annoying,”

the most annoying part? he finds himself humming the same tune after your passing, for this is the closest he’ll get to be with you now. —

VENTI ༊*·˚

    venti always joked about turning your little tunes into monstadt’s national anthem, or weaving the melodies into the songs he plays; anything to commemorate your jingles that he liked so much. “come on! i think it’d make for a wonderful hymn,”

“f-for the last time! don’t!” you shouted, ears red in hue. — but the bard only responded with a cheeky grin.

that joke bloomed into a promise as he stares at your unceremoniously average grave, unfitting for someone as colorful as you. your melodies will be known throughout monstadt and he will make sure your legacy will live on in songs.

KAZUHA ༊*·˚

kazuha always loved playing his flute to accompany your singing and you two would always get together for a fun little clumsy and impromptu duet. the crux looked more akin to a local bar in monstadt what, with the singer and their bard. “come on, kazuha! one more!”

“if it’s just one more song then..”

       ah, but he can never bring himself to play an instrument for every song he performs sounds so much more lonely without you.

#genshin angst #xiao x reader #kazuha x reader #venti x reader #is this really angst lmao #just a little drabble #meguminne #genshin x reader #xiao angst #anemo angst #kazuha angst #venti angst #i love angst

[capnkoen]

"-I am aware of that, but considering the situation at hand, and the much more unpleasant alternatives, I suggest you-"

Oswald, the newly appointed mayor of Gotham, loved a lot of things about his chief of staff.

From his riddles and puns to his odd habits and unique ways to express himself, Edward had endeared himself to Oswald over time and had become his closest (and only) friend.

Another thing the kingpin liked about Ed, was his intelligence. He was more often than not left gaping when his dear friend would demonstrate knowledge Oswald hadn't know he'd possessed before. This was one of those times.

"Herr Weber! Genau der Mann den ich sprechen wollte. Hören Sie, die letzte Lieferung von 'Büromaterialen' scheint nicht angekommen zu sein-"

It was interesting to watch Ed switch from one language to another, depending on the person on the other end of the call. He was fluent in the way he spoke, confident, never stuttering or doubting the meaning of his words. He knew what he was doing, that was made abundantly clear when Oswald once asked him a while ago if it was a better idea to hire a translator.

"Oswald, trust me. I know what I'm doing."

Edward then proceeded to have a lengthy conversation with a French mobster about shipments and whatnot. (Oswald wasn't fluent and therefore could only pick up bits and pieces from the conversation, not that he'd told Ed that.)

"Vielen Dank, einen schönen Tag noch."

The taller hung up with a sigh of apprehension.

Oswald, snapping out of his musings, reached out to put a hand on Ed's shoulder.

#ed is a smart boy #just a little drabble #i headcanon Edward as either multilingual or polyglot #edward nygma #the riddler #oswald cobblepot #the penguin #mayor cobblepot #chief of staff nygma #nygmobblepot