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casdeans-pie · 9 months
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I will never get tired of fics where Cas goes into Dean's dreams for whatever reason and Dean is having either just the filthiest most explicit sex dream about them both. or he's having a dream where they're like, holding hands and smiling at each other while they're grocery shopping
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HI HI DOVE :DD im so excited for the event!! your writings always make me kick my feet and giggle c:
so yk my undying live for the one and only jade leech ^^ (even if the bitey bastard refuses to show his face in gacha >:0) and i see [fairytale scene] fits his love for nature C:
jade and cottagecore hmmmmm 👀 well there goes my brain and my spine—
REMEMBER TO HYDRATE AND UNSHRIMP YOUR SPINE TOO DOVE :DD
Fairytale Scene; Jade Leech
Content; Fluff, gender-neutral reader, mutual pining, yearning
Content Warning; Some swearing
Word Count; 700+
Author's Note; I don't even know how I ended up with this, but it's cute! Hopefully, this makes up for the bitey bastard refusing to come home!
As a reminder, do not put my work — or others for that matter — into AI as it steals. Link to Masterlist
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You felt like you were living in a dream, a picture-perfect dream that only existed in fairytales. How else could you have ended up alone in a quaint cottage on the edge of the sea with Jade Leech; the man that had captured your heart since day one? And despite Floyd and Azul basically making the two of you pack up your bags for a week-long vacation with the crush that you swore was secret — as you hadn’t uttered a word to anybody — you found yourself and Jade alone with just each other for an entire seven days. One hundred and sixty-eight hours, ten thousand and eighty minutes, alone. Scratch that, maybe not a dream, this seemed more like a plot of some cheesy rom-com where both of the characters confessed their love to each other on the beach. But there was no chance that Jade, the Jade Leech would do that… right?
“You seem distracted, Prefect.”
You jumped and hit your head against the hanging flower bed since the two of you were doing some sprucing up in the garden. You were fine, but your clumsiness sent a pot crashing to the ground, leaving you more embarrassed than anything. “Nope! Perfectly fine!” But the rise in octave betrayed you.
If it were anyone else, Jade would have found it amusing, which he still did, but instead of just chuckling at your misfortune, he helped you get out from under the flower bed, and made sure that you weren’t hurt. “Hmm, are you alright, my dear,” he hummed, looking you over for any cuts.
I’m not okay, no, especially with you looking at me like that and calling me dear. I think I’m going to have a stroke here. “Yeah! Just my own clumsiness is all—” you stopped mid-sentence, and stared at Jade. 
The mid-afternoon sun cast him in a warm light, turning his eyes into a glowing gold, and highlighting the olive of his right eye. The ocean glittered behind him. He had a few leaves stuck in his hair, and some dirt on his face, so unlike his clean and refined state that you usually saw him in. And the look he was giving you… it was so soft, so full of worry, concern, and love. 
Perhaps you had hit your head hard enough to give yourself a concussion, with your luck it was more likely than your feelings being reciprocated. 
And Jade’s staring at you was not helping the manner, he was looking you straight in the eye, and you couldn’t look away for some reason. You two hadn’t even been here for a full day yet! How could you expect to survive an entire week of this?!
You weren’t, that was the entire reason the both of you were here. Azul had grown tired of seeing Jade get distracted on the job, and Floyd was getting bored of seeing the two of you do nothing. But you and Jade didn’t need to know that, even if the mer-eel knew what Azul was plotting with this ‘vacation’. This was all a set-up for the two of you to confess, and what a fine set-up it was.
“You need to be more careful,” Jade breathed out, finally putting his concern at ease when he couldn’t find anything wrong. 
There he was, giving you that look again. “Uhhhh, okay,” you said eloquently. Who could blame you really? 
Jade chuckled softly as he helped you up, brushing some dirt off your shoulders. And before you knew it, you were rubbing off the smudge of dirt that was on his cheek, and he froze, looking at you with a curious look.
Shit, did I cross his boundaries? SHIT-
“You are full of surprises,” he murmured, taking the hand you used to smudge the dirt off his face into his, before placing a kiss on your earth-stained knuckles. A week alone, that’s rather unfair of you Azul, but no need to worry, I shall use it to my advantage. And he then placed a kiss to where you had bumped your head. “Hopefully that speeds up the healing process, my dear.”This is a dream, a fairytale scene. This can’t be actually happening… right? But the lingering sensation of his lips on your cheeks was very much, not a dream.
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Tags; @aqua-beam @azulashengrottospiano @eynnwwyjth @hisui-dreamer @hydra-sea @identity-theft-101 @krenenbaker @officialdaydreamer00 @savanaclaw1996 @silvers-numberonefan @twistwonderlanddevotee @xxoomiii
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willowser · 1 year
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katsuki jumps, startlingly, when you rub a hand up his back.
he's leaned too far down, bent over the counter at an angle that will give him an ache he'll complain about later, and his head whips up as you come to stand beside him. an e-mail on his phone is what previously had his full attention, but now he looks at you, eyes softening as you lean into his shoulder.
he's never been a very touchy guy. even after a year into your relationship, it's most often you reaching for his hand as you walk down the street; you pressing a kiss into his cheek while watching a movie on the couch; you running a hand through his hair as his breath steadies out beside you in bed.
it's not something you really complain about. you know how he is, knew before anything developed between the two of you, and you can't say it's a deal-breaker. there's little you know about his previous relationships or if he even had any, but you have the painful-gut feeling that affection just isn't something he's used to.
you press a smile into the sleeve of his shirt and his spine relaxes under your hand, finds that awful curve again. he watches you like he's waiting for something, tracing the tender details of your face.
"love you," you say, because do and you want to voice it aloud, put it into his mind even though you know he knows. as expected, his lips flatten into a wavering little line, shy suddenly, and your teeth wet the fabric of his shirt when you smile.
all you get is a little grunt in response and he dips his chin down in a wordless nod, accepting your lovey-dovey assault. it makes him feel a little helpless, you know, but you bring up an arm to wrap around him as he turns back to his phone, ears pink.
katsuki straightens with a dull pop!, stretching his arms up and allowing you to shuffle closer, so that your head is resting on his chest. you press your ear to it and wait, eyes closed, until the heavy promise of his heartbeat echoes like a drum in your ear. it's loud, and after a moment, your own falls into sync, right where it belongs.
"'s'wrong?"
"hm?" you glance up at him, the frown on his pink face, before breathing in the clean scent of his laundry soap. your laundry soap. and then you shake your head. "nothin'. just missed you."
"been home all day."
"i know," you sigh, letting your eyes fall shut again. the sound of his phone locking clicks and you can feel the slight down-slide of his sweatpants when he pockets it. "sometimes i miss you even though you're right here."
you expect — something; another grunt or laugh through his nose, a raspy little noise that voices his confusion. things like this can be hard for him; you know how he is, knew before anything ever developed between the two of you — but you don't think it makes him any less deserving.
katsuki steps back from you a little, and you feel the hesitant rise of his arm before you feel it. his hand comes up to your face — pink and scarred in your peripheral vision — and he tilts your head up, waits until you open your eyes.
when you do, it looks as if a million things are running through his head. his poker-face is good, it has to be, but you can see little bits of his vulnerability shining through. you wonder how long it's been since he showed it to anybody. he almost looks sad.
katsuki squeezes your cheeks until your lips pucker, and his frown deepens when you laugh. "y're so...damn weird."
that's along the lines of what you were anticipating: one of his teasing little insults, warm with a fire he's still learning how to kindle. you don't get the chance to say anything before he's kissing you, eyes shut tight, lashes brushing against your own.
you expect something soft, because affection is a fickle thing, from him — but his hand never falls from your face and his tongue is sliding with yours suddenly, a heated gesture that throws your heart out of whack. you let him kiss you as deeply as he can, until your back arches painfully backward over the counter as he leans into you.
when he pulls away, his lips are a little swollen and his cheeks are burning, as he presses one into yours. "i—jus'—" katsuki tries and then abandons it, a hand curling into the material of your shirt. "i get it." he murmurs, there, into the heated skin of your face, heart beating in time with yours.
things like this are hard with him — but he makes them so, so worth it.
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lxnarphase · 9 hours
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when are we gonna talk about toji gettin' chubby after settling down because he hates going out to eat and only eats your cooking?
if you guys do go out, he never finishes eating it there and will usually save it for later. but with your cooking, he is practically licking the plate clean
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zoomzooml · 2 years
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Animalistic Toothless adapting human behavior from Hiccup <<<<<< Hiccup adapting animal traits from very animalistic Toothless
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livesincerely · 24 days
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“Charlie!” Tony calls down the hallway. “Jack’s having a crisis and I need you to talk him off the ledge!”
“Uh, I’m literally in the fucking bathroom?” Charlie shouts back. “Get Davey to do it!”
“Davey is the crisis,” Tony helpfully clarifies, still at the top of his lungs. Jack puts his head in his hands. “It’s like this whole thing— Just hurry up!”
“Two minutes,” Charlie says. “Tell him to take a deep breath or something in the meantime, I don’t know!”
Tony spins on his heel. “Charlie says you should try—“
“I heard,” Jack says, long-suffering, his head still in his hands.
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draw-you-coward · 3 months
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power level: how it started vs how it's going
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nulltune · 7 months
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old edits _(:3」∠)_ but i like imagining hakuno in different hairstyles HNGGHH 😩😩❤️💗💓💞 would she ever style her hair tho? sadly no </3 she thinks she's too plain for that + doesn't care about her appearance outside of just enough to look neat and presentable (we do see her hair in low twintails if she needs em tied up tho! tis a very cute look 🫶)
bUT LIKE- if someone wants to play with her hair or style her up then 👀 hakuno vc i don't mind. (<- girl who tends to go along with what others' want because she has no desires of her own tbh-) (METHINKS IT HAS DA POTENTIAL TO BE SO WHOLESOME THOOO and her hair's long and silky yknow ✨️ it'd b nice 2 touch ! 😌✨️) or alternatively- let hakuno do your muse's hair! ✨️ (she brushed nero's hair in last encore and it was such a soft moment it must've been so nice 🥺❤️)
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themurderrose · 2 months
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20 domestic omegaverse polyship prompts
building a nest together [bonus points if its their first non-heat nest]
going clothes shopping and trying on outfits for an event they’ll be attending together [bonus points if there’s some element of the outfit that’s subgender specific and perhaps one partner puts it on the other / scents it for them / go wild]
running them a bath with their favourite products [bonus points if it’s for preheat cramps]
getting the giggles together over something that isn’t that funny
giving the other a spoonful of the meal they’re cooking to test it out, holding their hand under their chin so nothing falls.
“i hope you don’t mind that i took that painting down, but i thought that picture of us looked a little better…”
“move your scarf, I wanna scent”
"did you just wash these sheets?" "i did." "they smell nice.  and they're still warm." [bonus points if one partner compliments the others’ nest building skills]
taking innocent peeks at their partner's phone every once in a while as they're scrolling [bonus points if there’s some juicy friend group goss that two of them get caught up in while the third rolls their eyes and sips coffee, reading the paper/book instead]
partner A has had a horrible week and partner B just brought them home their favourite treat
one of us has to get out of bed to make pancakes and it’s not going to be me ok just go and bring me nourishment [bonus points if this is either during heat or preheat or early on a Saturday morning]
partner B brings home flowers just for the hell of it, no it doesn’t matter that we’ve been together for x years, and they’ve never done this before, the flowers are pretty (and B got nostalgic for when A brought them flowers when they started together, and B had to pick some up)
keeping a calendar for all their appointments in the kitchen (Some flavour of : A buys a calendar and writes all the important dates they know for everyone with a note for the others to add in anything they missed. B writes in all the wacky holidays from the web.  C just goes in & starts doodling over all the marked dates!)
holding hands in a museum to pull them to the next exhibition
remembering little details when shopping for them (certain brands of tissues that don't irritate their nose, flavours of cough drops/lozenges they prefer, etc.) [bonus points if this is heat centric]
one reading aloud as the other is lying on their shoulder, dozing off to the sound of their voice
imagine your polyship picking out each others’ outfits for the day [bonus points if this is super coordinated for some event / wedding]
imagine your ot3 sharing a space where there’s plenty of room for them all to spread out, yet they still end up cuddling each other anyway
printing a photobook of all the photos they’ve sent in the group chat for their anniversary/xmas/big gift giving celebration
nest being filled with knitted/crocheted animals, none of them owning up to making them, all of them a little misshapen
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sailorsally · 1 month
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#since I talked in the tags a lil before#i also need to say that the political situation in Georgia has been a big pile of shit lately#that’s mostly why I don’t have the energy to engage with anything atm#everything is so hopeless#I just try to play video games these days to take my mind off stuff#but to explain it a bit#there is this one law the parliament already tried to pass last year but then didn’t because thousands came out to rally against it#the law is about ‘foreign agents’ and it’s directly copied from kremlin’s law in Russia#where the govt basically uses it to just cleanse the country from anyone they don’t like#So now this law is back and they have voted a yes two times#and will vote a yes third time#which is absolutely devastated news for anyone here#because if this law is instituted#basically say bye to foreign scholarships#to ngos financed from foreign countries that work to protect queer and trans peeps#rehabilitate refugees domestic violence victims etc#there will be no new roads in removed highland villages that rely mostly on international financial aid#no education opportunities for poor kids etc#this law literally equals death#and it will be heavily used to just cleanse Georgia of people who don’t think like Kremlin#and I am so fucking scared rn#There have been protests for 3 days#tens of thousands of people on the streets#but parliaments just keeps ignoring people#Or using police brutality against them#they are beating people up#jailing them for peaceful protests etc#it’s absolute nightmare#I’m just so tired of Russia#why won’t they die with everyone who supports them I wanna cry
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Platonic Grell and child reader
not really got any thoughts on how I want you to do this just some fluff really (say like child reader is like 13 or something)
no worries, I gotchu!
maybe kinda based on my Reaper the Kid AU, reader is a child Reaper and has been basically adopted by Grell~
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You’re not allowed near GRELL’s field work. You’re pretty sure she would be fine taking you along, but her supervisor expressly forbade it. (He’s such a stick in the mud. You’re sure he has his reasons, though.)
What you’re allowed to do is hang around in her office until she gets back. Then you’re allowed to watch her do paperwork… which the both of you hate. She’s insistent that it must be done, because she’s gotten in enough trouble over the paperwork which brought you to the Dispatch in the first place that any slack Will gave her before has been reduced to nothing.
It’s soul-crushing, honestly. You’ve done nothing except sit round here all day, reading and chatting with her coworkers, and now you’re expected to just watch her fill out forms before she can take you home?
As much fun as Ronnie is, even he has a job to do, so nobody can really entertain you. Day in and day out ever since you got here, all you’ve done is sit. Your memories are blurred and itchy, and you don’t particularly like being stuck with them while stupid grown-up things have to be done. Even Grell doesn’t want to do her paperwork, so why are they making her do so much of it?
“This is boring,” you finally speak up from the sofa you’ve been resting on in her office. Having exhausted all the other positions you could take, (including sleeping for about an hour earlier), you’ve decided to lay with your head on the floor and your feet propped up on the back of the sofa. It’s making blood rush to your head; at least that relieves the numbing greyness that’s threatening to take over your whole being.
Grell huffs and hits another key on her typewriter. “It doesn’t become any less boring with every time you say it, you know. I’m working as fast as I can.”
You move your feet in time with the pendulum of the clock hanging on the wall. “I want to go home.”
“Yes, well, you’re not the only one!” She peers over her glasses at you, allowing you to see the fraying edges of her exhaustion. “How do you think I feel? I’ve already spent hours doing field work, only to have to come back and fill out paper after paper whilst my brat of a charge repeats how boring it all is! Don’t you think I know it’s boring? I’m the one doing it!”
You spread your arms as if in surrender. “Must every T be crossed and every I be dotted?? Can’t you tell Mr. Spear-Up-His-Arse that you’ll finish it tomorrow?”
“And what’s stopping it from being not exactly as boring tomorrow as it is today? It has to be submitted before I leave for the day or else.”
“Or else what? He’ll poke you with his Scythe?”
Her hands slap down on the desk in frustration. “Or else he’ll take you away from me, (Name)! His one condition for my training you was that I had to prove I’d be responsible enough to handle it by doing all my paperwork. If I slack off, he’ll train you himself, and that means you don’t get to come home with me every night. Do you want that? I don’t!”
You… don’t really know what to say to that. Something in the back of your mind aches, like a memory of a mother you can’t remember. Ever since you were reborn as a Reaper, Grell’s sort of become your mother.
It didn’t occur to you that you might have become her child.
“… It should only take me another twenty minutes, then we can go home,” she sighs. Her shoulders sag down, cheek resting in one hand as she looks at you again. This time, her gaze is softer, more understanding, less irritated. “Unless you’d rather go be with Will. In that case, I’ll just finish this all tomorrow.”
You quickly push yourself up to give her a mock glare. “Are you batty?! Nobody would ever rather be with Will over… anyone! Especially you! I’m not going anywhere!”
The tension drains out of her in an instant, and she snorts. “You’ll come home with me, though, won’t you? Or would you prefer I lock you in the office overnight?”
“Nooooo… oh, my God…” You let yourself fall, landing face-down in the carpet. When you speak, your words are muffled. “This stupid office is probably haunted. Lousy with ghosts.”
She raises an eyebrow. “Ghosts, darling?”
“Yes. The ghosts of all the other people who died of boredom doing paperwork.”
“If only paperwork could kill me,” she mutters, but she’s smiling this time.
“Maybe tomorrow I can bring in some sage and burn it. We’ll get rid of the ghosts.”
“Oh, heavens, no, sweetheart.”
“Huh? Why not?”
“Well, why do you think Will keeps the ghosts around? He makes them do overtime so he doesn’t have to!”
You both start laughing, and suddenly, sitting around while Grell does paperwork doesn’t seem so boring anymore.
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sotc · 7 months
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himst..
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tiresomeimagination · 2 years
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Since you and Saeyoung have seriously started your relationship, you've started looking for little ways to help him improve his self-care habits. A lot of his bad habits are pretty deeply ingrained from all his time working alone, so you have to try small things rather than expecting huge change right away. First order of business is his diet. Having you by his side does encourage him to take an interest in setting aside time to eat with you, so you don't have to twist his arm too much...unless he gets engrossed in his work. If left to his own devices, Saeyoung tends to get sucked into a project and you might not see him for hours on end. One thing you can do to make sure he gets at least one good meal in for the day is to pack him a lunch and leave it on his desk.
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Saeyoung was headed back to his workstation, ready to get back to his coding. To his surprise, his workspace wasn't exactly how he left it. In front of his computer sat a bento box with a note attached. He curiously picked it up to read it.
"Good luck at work today, Saeyoung! ^3^ Don't forget to eat some lunch today. If this bento isn't emptied by dinnertime, I'll know ;P"
He couldn't help but smile, his heart warming at the sweet gesture. He was never going to get used to this...Having somebody care about him this much. It was still so surreal that he could hardly believe it.
"Uhh...Y/N?" He called out, poking his head out into the living area.
"Yeah?" You called back.
"You know you don't have to pack a lunch for me, cause I'm not actually leaving the house, right?" He asked, a mixture of confusion and amusement in his tone as he pondered your logic.
"If you don't have something ready and grabbable in your line of vision, you'll be working with nothing but chips and soda in your system. This way you can't forget!" You said with a laugh.
You were too busy focusing on the TV to notice Saeyoung come up behind you until he placed his hands gently on your shoulders and pressed a featherlight kiss to the top of your head. You chuckled and leaned back to look at him.
"How'd I get so lucky...?" He murmured under his breath, looking down at you with pure adoration.
You smiled up at him with an equal level of affection in your gaze. "I'm the lucky one, silly. You deserve to be spoiled a little...and I won't let you forget it!" You said firmly before stretching your neck up in an attempt to reach Saeyoung's face.
You missed his lips due to the awkward angle and kissed his chin instead.
You both giggled, wrapped up in your own little world together.
A small exasperated sigh came from across the room as Saeran averted his eyes from yet another display of affection and refocused his attention elsewhere. He vaguely wondered if you two ever got tired of doing that. Probably not. His brother was clearly nothing if not committed.
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You just know Ian and Mickey went through so many chores before deciding what Mickey is allowed to do. Laundry is obviously not one of them.
no doing dishes he'll melt down if he accidentally touches wet food or his fingers prune too much. no laundry hes used to hand washing in a bathtub with soap powder so hes shit at using a machine. he straight up refuses to dust bc he thinks its stupid "you can't even see the dust ian 🙄🙄" since ian washes the dishes and clothes, mickey dries and puts away the dishes (as long as theres no microfiber towels involved) and folds the clothes (after ian shows him how to properly do it). he hand washes any delicate clothes. he throws a hissy fit when ian tells him to vacuum but really it isnt a big deal once he gets good soundproof headphones. he vacuums both carpet and hard floors and doesnt give 2 shits if you dont like that. nothing gets mopped bc they dont care. they take turns killing bugs. ian does the rest of the housechores bc mickey designates himself as the handyman in the relationship and "fixes" (finagles around with it until hes convinced its fine (usually it is but sometimes it immediately breaks again and he still refuses to put in a maintenance request)) any shit that breaks. he also is in charge of upkeep on the van
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khrused · 3 months
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I'll probs write about it tonight after work, but watching rhe night of and thinking about...
The night hera escaped Alex... how she thought about going to the police and then talked herself out of it.. but also imagine being the cab that picked her up... half naked, bruised and bloody and refusing to go to the hospital or the police.
Pribs a 911 call about her but ... idk I don't think they found her or she was unwilling to speak or officially report any of what she's been through
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