#original characters deserve your love your praise your time

[mcflymemes]

if you have "original characters do not interact" or some form of anti-original character language in your rules... you are weak and will not survive the winter. you're missing out on unbelievably inventive characters created by your deeply passionate peers. you're missing out on so many types of interactions and unique perspectives not found in current mainstream media and the content it produces. there are so many talented people in the rpc with amazing original characters, and you're just writing them off for no reason. what a shame.

#rp psa #rpc psa #roleplay psa #rpc #such a shame to see so much talent ignored or written off because of soured past experiences #original characters deserve your love your praise your time

[aishabbbb]

You're just so cute!

Part 1 Strawhats x affectionate! reader Can be read as platonic or romantic Synopsis: You love giving out compliments, especially to your crew mates. Characters: Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, Usopp, and Nami

LUFFY

Likes the compliments, especially after Nami berates him.

LOVES compliments on his strength the most, but will beam if you call him smart(since no one else does TT)

Call him pirate king or the greatest pirate and he'll fold immediately.

He is fine with it generally.

Except for being called cute.

Will 1000% pout about it, especially if you call him that in front of Usopp or Chopper cause he wants to be cool yk?

"I'm not cute! What type of pirate is cute!"

Eventually will come around to it begrudgingly(he secretly enjoys it), but will also say it back to you to get you annoyed.

Backfires so bad.

Will try to compliment you back but he kinda sucks.

"You smell like the best meat in the world!"

— Or he is actually very heartfelt and deep out of nowhere

"I love how your eyes dance with the stars."

ZORO

Hates it

Ok he doesn't ACTUALLY hate it, but will act like he does

He will get all fussy about it like "Yeah, whatever." and huff off somewhere.

Will blush anytime you say anything nice about him(all the time) but NEVER lets you see it.

Actually comes to love the attention from you.

ESPECIALLY about his strength and skill.

Call him the best swordsman ever and you MIGHT see him blush since he'll be so off guard. Just might.

Will compliment you back in private, especially if you're dating.

Isn't one to focus on looks when appreciating someone, but will if you just did. Mostly points out your skills.

After some time, he won't feel embarrassed at all and will get a little cocky.

"You are so cool!" "Of course I am."

"Wow Zoro, you are strong." "Just strong? Give me more credit."

HATES if he see's you complimenting Sanji near him.

Brags to him about how cool you say he is.

NAMI

First thinks you compliment her to get out of paying her.

"I'm not going to forgive your debt by sucking up to me."

Once she realizes it's genuine, she changes her attitude.

Feels all giddy inside whenever you say anything sweet about her.

She will smile brightly to you and say thanks whenever you do so.

Doesn't have any compliments she dislikes at all

But she appreciates complimemts on her character a lot more.

Being a (former) theif and conartist makes people have a pre conceived notion of her

So saying she's nice or kind makes her feel very happy.

Will compliment you back a lot.

Mostly on skills and character.

But she does forgive some of your debt because you are kind.

USOPP

Flustered.

He starts stuttering before saying of course!

Tries to stay cool about it but say he is cute or hot and he disappears

With his self esteem, he feels like you don't actually mean what you say.

He WILL ask for assurance if your dating

After realizing you mean it, it will make him feel better about himself

Specifically about his fighting skills

He doesn't think he is that good but you think otherwise

Feels more confident the more you appreciate his talent

Brags about it to everyone

Will uplift you too

Originally to reflect your praise, but later on as actually genuine.

SANJI

Will evaporate

This man gets soooo flustered.

If you thought Usopp was bad, he will redefine the word.

He just can't commute.

Just tries to have any response but ends up babbling.

Honestly, his flusteredness is so cute.

He will get a nosebleed and may faint depending on the type of compliment.

Call him hot or cool and he will get a nosebleed or faint.

Especially if you say he is cool.

But say he is nice—

This man will freeze.

Feels like he doesn't deserve such praise. Especially from you.

Tries to reject the compliment and compliment you back.

"B-b-but Y/N dearest, you are the most kindest, nicest person to EVER grace this earth!"

You never let him reject it.

So he just ends up accepting the praise.

May cry a little sometimes, particularly if you say he is a good person.

Man NEEDS a hug TT

Starts showing off in combat and in general so he can receive praise from you.

Will do something cool and look at you like a puppy until you notice him.

If you don't he pouts off somewhere else.

He will also brag to Zoro about how cool you think he is

#luffy x reader #sanji x reader #zoro x reader #nami x reader #usopp x reader #one piece fluff #one piece x reader

[spacecowboyhotch]

Comfort

summary: javi’s always happy to come home to you and your snores.

pairing: fem!reader x javier pena

contents: 18+/NSFW/MINORS DNI, established relationship, consensual somnophilia, unprotected (rough) sex, praise kink, creampie

word count: 1.2k

an: this was originally requested by @honeybrowne for kinktober but i didn’t get to finish it but now it’s her birthday and it is doneeeee. happy birthday bestie, love you always! 🥰

pedro characters masterlist | requests open

When Javier slips into the dark quiet of his apartment he hears your soft snores immediately, and his body relaxes at the sound. You’re here, you’re safe, and now that he’s home with you he feels safe too.

It had been a rough day full of deadends and slaps on the wrists from higher ups. Too tired to take a shower, he heads to the bedroom immediately, stripping himself naked before joining you under the ridiculously fluffy duvet you’d convinced him to buy.

Soft things. Comfort. You deserve that Javi.

He’d agreed begrudgingly though he wasn’t sure any of that was true. Admittedly, he does sleep better these days, but maybe that’s because you’re at his side.

All he can do is look at you, watching with wonder as you sleep peacefully. You’re completely naked, and his body can’t just ignore that, especially when you shiver, rolling over to press yourself into his warmth. He pulls you closer, using a strong hand to hoist your leg over his hip, his erection nestled in between the pliant silkiness of your thighs. He’s hungry for you, and while he’d love to skip the preamble and sink into you, he knows he has to get you ready.

His mouth finds your neck and you whimper softly when his teeth sink into the skin there, his tongue soothing the spot afterwards. He gets a hand on your breast, gropes it with a needy sound in the back of his throat. His mouth nips and kisses at your neck as he takes your nipple in between his fingers, rolling it gently. He knows your body, and that with just a little bit of this you’ll be wet for him in no time even in your sleep. But touching you is a luxury and he takes his time, savoring the taste and feel of your skin so tenderly that it allows you to continue sleeping, relaxing into him further.

“You’re so perfect, querida,” He whispers when his hand drifts between your legs, two fingers sliding easily into your slick, wet pussy.

Carefully, he turns you over, holding you open for him and his buries himself into your tight heat. He can’t hold in the loud groan that builds in his chest when your walls flutter around him. He holds you tight, rocks himself into you gently a few times, burying his nose into the nape of your neck to inhale your scent. And when you stir, the pleasure blooming in your lower belly lifting you out of sleep he dusts kisses across your skin.

“Javi,” You breathe sleepily, your hand reaching back to grope at his hip.

“Hi, baby,” He murmurs against your throat, thrusting into you harder now that you’re awake.

“You needed me?” Its a teasing question that both of you already know the answer to and you yelp softly when his teeth nip at your skin.

“I always need you, baby, you and your perfect little pussy.”

“Fuck, Javi, yeah,” You whine, hand moving up his body to get your hand firmly planted in his hair.

“Look at how well you take me. Even in your sleep, you let me in so easily,” He whispers sinfully into your ear, and all you can do is nod feverishly, pushing your ass back against him to work him deeper into you.

He rolls you over onto your stomach, bringing his hips all the way back to pound into you with a roughness that makes your eyes roll back into your head, “You were made for me weren’t you? I can fuck you whenever I want because you’re made to take my cock.”

“Yeah, baby, made to make you cum. For you to use,” You gasp, fingers searching for a pillow in the darkness to anchor you as he fucks you almost brutally.

“You’re so pretty, you smell so good, feel so good,” He praises, his breathing quick and harsh.

“All for you, Javi. Always for you, I love you.”

“I love you too baby, gonna show you, fill your pussy with me,” He grits out between his teeth, a subtle sheen of sweat coating his skin from the strength and length of his movements.

He must be close because with those words he snakes his hand between you and the mattress, starts rubbing perfect circles into your clit that make you clench around him. His pace doesn’t stop and soon, your orgasm floods your body, a soft cry leaving your lips as you’re brought to the peak. Javi follows suit, grinding himself into you to not waste a single drop— he had promised to fill you up.

As the room quiets, nothing but the sound of deep regulating breaths and the sounds of the night pouring in through an open window Javi says something that surprises you.

“Move in with me.”

“What?” You shift under him the best you can, turning to look at him.

His eyes are wide, full of hesitancy but he repeats his previous words, even adds some reasoning, “Move in with me. When’s the last time you slept at your own apartment, mi amor? The last time you did laundry there? I bet your plants are hanging on by a thread.”

You study him for a moment, “Are you sure?”

He nods slowly, pulling you closer, “Would I ask if I wasn’t?”

It never gets old, the concept of him loving and choosing you despite the way he lived before, and your heart quickens as you answer, “Okay, yeah, I’ll move in with you. Begrudgingly you add, “And my plants are just fine.”

He grins, a mischievous glint in his eye, “I know the perfect way to celebrate.”

“Mmm, what’s that?”

He pins you down again, kissing his way down your body until his tongue finds your sex. And he stays there for what feels like hours, thoroughly celebrating the next step in your relationship by bringing you to the peak of multiple orgasms.

javi taglist: : @lesbianhotch, @hotchs-bitch, @jazzelsaur, @bubblybubbubs, @sheresh0y, @midnightwolf04, @mccn-bcys, @jxvipike

#javier peña x reader #javier peña x fem!reader #javier pena smut #javier peña fanfiction #narcos fanfiction #arson writes narcos #not sfw

[del-thetiredwriter]

Saintess of dragons part 2

Part 1

Warnings: major character death,not really dark themes , my bad writing

English is my second language

Gif is not mine

"What are you doing?" Helaena asked . The two of you were sitting outside the training ground. It was one of the rare times you didn't spend your time in your study room. The boys had insisted that you watch them during their sword practice.

"I'm checking my notes" You answered. You've been restless since you saw Laena at the celebrations. She was going to die soon—which she didn't even know about. You had to make a decision until Laena's funeral, a decision you hadn't been able to make for 11 years. You were either going to save everyone and change the future , or you were going to choose the original future, the future where everyone died.

“Why do you always take notes or check your notes?” Helaena asked innocently. You lifted your eyes from your notes and looked at Helaena. You swallowed. "Because I don't want to forget." You answered. You didn't want to forget: your past, your family, your friends, your life 11 years ago.

You looked into Helaena's lilac eyes, innocent but equally frightening eyes, those eyes that seemed to understanding what you were saying.

Helaena was about to ask another question but Aegon and the others came running up to you.

“I won Y/n. I won the fight." said Aegon excitedly. He was looking at you with eyes waiting for you to praise him. Jace sighed, unable to accept his loss. Aemond and Luke were waiting for you to take care of them. You smiled and congratulated Aegon.

“You're just going to congratulate me. As a winner, I deserve an award.” Aegon said .

“A reward? What do you want?” you said.

"to be my wife," said Aegon. Aemond and Helaena waited for your reaction as Jace and Luke objected to Aegon's offer.

“Unfortunately, I must say that this will not be possible, my prince. I don't want marriage or anything like that, neither now nor in the future.”

You thought, 'If I get married, I can't return '.

Aegon seemed to protest, but could not insist any longer. He didn't want to make you angry.

⁎

You're back in your study room. You knew that Aegon loved you, but you didn't think it was enough to propose. You thought, 'It must be because he is still young, it's not serious'.

You looked at the notes on the table. You thought, 'I have to make a decision’. It was like a dream to open your eyes in the series you love 11 years ago. Seeing and talking to your favorite characters live. It looked great at first, because you knew the future, you could change the future and give everyone a happy ending and stop the war.

You tried and you paid the price. The slightest change was causing you to gradually forget your past. You were afraid of forgetting your family, your life, what you knew, so you withdrew. As time passed, you realized that you were not getting old. This scared you even more.

The whole room was covered with charts, notes and paintings you had drawn. Everything was to remember and to return. If it weren't for these paintings and notes, you'd have forgotten your past. You looked at the picture in which you drew a happy moment with your family in your most recent work. You thought, 'Everything will be fine'.

⁎

There were screams. When you looked around, everything was on fire. Kingslanding was on fire. A silhouette was coming towards you through the fires, Laena. She was wearing a blue bloody dress.

“Laena. I- you- why? “You said hesitantly.

Laena just looked at you sadly and smiled.

She said "You could save me but you didn't"

“Laena I-” you swallowed.

"You were afraid. But you are the reason why everything is covered with fire and blood right now,” she said, pointing around.

“You didn't save me, you didn't save them, you couldn't save us. You left us to our fate,” Laena continued.

“Us?” You said

“Yes, us.” Said Laena

Then came the screams from below. Voices of familiar people. Rhaenyra, Helaena, Lucerys… others. They were all bleeding under your feet, begging you, pulling you towards them.

“Laena I-!”

“Make your decision before it's too late! Please,” Laena said. While you're being pulled down.

⁎

“Laena!” You Looked around. You were in your room. It was just a dream, a nightmare. The door knocked .

"Come"

A maid hurried in.

“Forgive me my lady, but I have news”

Your eyes widened with fear when you heard the news. Laena has died .

#yandere hotd #dark hotd #hotd fanfic #yandere house of the dragon #yandere house of the dragon x reader #yandere house targaryen #house of dragon fanfiction #aegon x y/n #yandere aegon targaryen #dark jacaerys velaryon #helaena x reader #lucerys x reader #dark aemond #yandere aemond

[fictionaltrvlr]

Roman Empire this, Roman Empire that. I don’t really think I have a Roman Empire-

The Overwhelming Hatred of Rachel Zegler

This rising star of a 22 year old woman is being torn apart by men and women alike and I’m so tired of it.

I’m disgusted by the amount of hate she’s getting and you best believe I’m gonna lay it out. I’ve tried to organize this but I’m really tired so bear with me.

Main Controversy

Her saying that it’s no longer 1937 and Snow White doesn’t need to be saved by the prince is not her saying that women can’t want to have a husband or a family. Simply that they don’t need a man to give them value.

And to be clear, yes, okay? Yes. Women should be allowed to soft, they can want families, they don’t need to be badass to be happy. They can fit “traditional” roles. Women can want different things. Meg March, the icon that she is, “just because my dreams are different than yours doesn’t mean they’re unimportant.” 100% yes. But Rachel wasn’t saying otherwise.

She said the prince was a bit of a stalker so they’re not doing that this time… and yes? The prince was weird. I thought we agreed on that. Snow White was 14 in the original and got kissed while she was unconscious by an adult man… but sure, ✨iconic✨.

And it’s fine if you don’t like the *apparent* girlbossification of Snow White, but people are acting like Rachel wrote the movie?? Did it ever occur to people that maybe Disney wants the “girlboss independent woman who doesn’t need a man” picture presented?

She’s doing press for the movie, is she maybe taking the direction Disney gave her?? Also… we. haven’t. seen. the. movie. The teaser only just came out!

Strike Comments

Her comments being popularized during the strike is already suspicious enough. Is it not in the studio’s interests to portray the strike and those taking part in it as unreasonable?

Her saying she deserves to be paid fairly for the hours she spends in a dress playing an iconic Disney character is completely valid. She wasn’t saying she’s the most amazing actress ever or that she plays the hardest roles or does the most complicated stunts. Just that she deserves fair pay… like every other striking actor and writer??

Childhood Relationship With The Character

Her saying that Snow White scared her as a child and she didn’t revisit it until she got cast. Why does that matter so much?? There were scary things in that movie! The witch, the poison apple, the forest coming to life and trying to grab her.

Tastes change as we grow and Rachel has shared her excitement about getting to play the character now.

She was a child. *screaming*

The Extremely Different Treatment Men Receive in The Same Situations

May I present, Robert Pattinson?? Mr I hate these books and felt like I shouldn’t be reading them?? Mr Edward is creepy?

He mocked and joked about the Twilight series every chance he got and people ate it up. They loved it and still do. He’s funny, he’s confident, he’s so real for that.

Harrison Ford wanted his character to die off and said it had run its course. He was praised for his humour and honesty.

Oh but Rachel is ungrateful. She’s rude, she’s cringe, she’s mean, she’s annoying. She’s irredeemable, she’s overbearing, she’s smug, off putting. There’s just something about her that we don’t like…

She’s pitted against other successful women, like Halle Bailey. She’s pitted against Kristen Stewart. Against Elle Fanning, Jenna Ortega. Ignoring, may I point out, how hated so many of these women have been at the different points in their careers?

This is how Brie Larson is being treated and now she wants to leave Marvel too.

Women can be sarcastic. They can joke and speak their minds. They don’t have to package every thought with a pretty little bow so it’s palatable to you.

Rachel’s statements are being misinterpreted and twisted. But on top of that, even if she was what people are saying, have we forgotten about Tom Cruise? Leonardo DeCaprio?

These men are insufferable and problematic and yet some of the biggest names in the industry and, again, confident. Boss. In charge. Charismatic. Not annoying, not petty, not “oh you should be grateful you have anything!!”

Let me pull out Taylor Swift for a hot second because she does a wonderful job of describing the different ways we talk about men and women.

A man does something and it’s strategic. A woman does the same thing and it’s calculated. A man is allowed to react, a woman can only overreact. […] A man shares his experience in writing and he’s brave. A woman does the same thing and she’s over sharing, she’s over emotional, watch out!

America Ferrera when she said that the only difference between being bossy and being a boss is that one is a woman.

People need to listen to “All American Bitch” again -

I know my place, I know my place, and this is it! I don't get angry when I'm pissed I'm the eternal optimist I scream inside to deal with it All the time I'm grateful all the time I'm sexy, and I'm kind I'm pretty when I cry Oh, all the time I'm grateful all the time

And not that women need to be grateful because they don’t, but just to be clear, she is grateful.

She has expressed how lucky she was to get Shazam and how much she enjoyed it and made amazing friends. She was excited to play her version of Snow White. She shared pictures of herself as a child dressed as Snow White. She’s thrown herself into it.

Conclusions

Hate trains fun, I get it. But let’s not pile on young women when they’ve not even done anything wrong. Question why all of a sudden everyone hates this person, what are the facts, what else is going on, what confirmation bias do we have?

There is something so much worse to me about seeing other women tear her down. Like yeah, men will be pigs, but what are you doing? It’s so sad.

And women like hunting witches too, doing your dirtiest work for you, it’s obvious that wanting me dead has really brought you two together… (Mad Woman, Taylor Swift)

Rachel seems like such a joyful person and people are out here bullying her like she kicks puppies on the weekends.

Claiming to be a feminist because you want a wide variety of princesses (ie, ones that get saved by their prince), and then sending death threats to another woman for possibly appearing as though she holds a different opinion about one princess - is not only a contradiction, it’s just baffling.

Anyway stan Rachel Zegler

That’s my speech, please do contribute collaboratively if you want :).

#in this essay i will #rachel zegler #feminism #snow white 2024 #taylor swift #misogny #america ferrera #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #lucy gray baird #shazam #text post #raging feminist #all american bitch #mad woman #feminist #west side story 2021 #lyrics #thank you for coming to my ted talk #thoughts on things

[hulhudhonado]

The Moment They Fell For You (3)

Synopsis: Short stories about the moment in time that the character fell in love with reader. Continuation of Sumeru characters.

CW: Mentions of being hurt

HC: Reader is gender neutral and does not have a vision. Reader is a doctor (Tighnari) and a Trader/Merchant (Candace)

Characters: Tighnari, Candace

Note: I already started with Sumeru characters, I might as well finish them all before I go to the next region. After this there will only be two more post for the Sumeru characters which will hopefully have Wanderer, Layla, Kaveh and Faruzan. Also this one was not my proudest work. Hopefully I will either re-write this or make better stories for these two, they deserve the world. Spoilers for the story in Tighnari's section. Anyway, enjoy.

Tighnari

Tighnari was known for being self-sufficient. He made his elixirs and medicine for not only others but for himself as well. At this point everyone was certain that he could have easily got the title of a doctor if he pursued it, however, as humble of a person he was, he refused to be a forest ranger stationed at Gandharva Ville. Which leads to you now, feeling useless.

  You, unlike him, actually had the title of a doctor. You were also stationed at Gandharva Ville alongside the team. However, at this point, almost everyone tended to go to him for help rather than you. You still got your pay but was it worth it if it meant you would have to always be second to him? It was humiliating, to say the least.

  You tried to not let it get to you. You were a doctor, it was your job to attend to those when they needed it and you knew even if they didn’t like you, you couldn’t refuse service unless deemed otherwise. So anytime someone had shown displeasure of having you treat them rather than the saint of the forest rangers, you just suck it up and try your best. You wouldn’t say your abilities were lacking either, especially since you were trained to do this for almost years. Tighnari praised your abilities constantly. However, Tighnari himself had such a great reputation, a couple of good words couldn’t replace the original.

  Even if the group never acknowledged you as the official doctor, in the written agreements you were considered to be one, therefore you always had to be near at least one active team at all times. This usually meant you were patrolling with Tighnari. He made sure you kept your distance, which meant it was usually you trailing behind him, watching him be cool and in action while you sat on a log counting how many boar shrooms go past you during that time.

  Tighnari also being so perfect at taking care of himself, even if he was hurt he already had the tonics made to heal himself after battles, rendering you once again useless to the team. The last straw was when he decided that he wanted to try random mushrooms around the Sumeru forest, against your better judgment, and somehow managed to live through it without your assistance. At this point you decided that maybe you were not needed in this team, beginning to write your official request to change teams.

  Only mid-way through writing your letter, you were taken to Pardis Dhyai for another request. It seemed one of the scholars, Haypasia was infected with a maddening disease and now had to be taken care of specially. You sighed, shoving the half-written letter into your pocket to follow Tighnari to the location.

_ _ _

  When you met her you were certain she must have caught a horrible disease. She kept going on and on about contacting the divine being and you couldn’t wrap your head around the rest of the nonsense she kept spewing out. To keep both you and Tighnari’s minds at ease, you conjured a sleeping tonic to rest her mind.

  “Efficient as always. Hopefully, she will calm down after she wakes up.” Tighnari praised you. You let out a light laugh, a sudden guilt in your chest. He never said anything bad about your work, it felt wrong leaving just because others couldn’t see your effort. However, he was the source of why you were having such an issue so you weren’t sure what to do about it.

  Sudden noises began to be heard outside. You watch Tighnari, his ears up and alert, watching the door attentively. “Keep away from the main entrance, I need to get rid of some unwanted guests, “ He said on his way out. You nodded even though you knew he couldn’t see you.

  It was now just you and an unconscious Haypasia in the building. You sat at the edge of the bench she lay on, pulling out the letter once more. You began to finish off your letter.

  “Dear Grand Sage,

It has come to my attention that the forest patrol at Gandharva Ville is sufficient enough with staff that they do not need my services in the area. Therefore I would like to transfer to a patrol station in another area that may require my services.

If evaluation or proof is needed, I will be happily willing to provide a date and time for it.

I hope to hear from you soon.

Best Regards,-”

  Just as you were about to sign off your letter, you heard Haypasia stir in her sleep, mumbles of panic in her voice. You immediately stood up, dropping the letter in your hand. Either she was suffering ailments from the disease or the medicine, either way, you needed to get her a soothing medication as soon as possible.

  You looked around for your medical bags only to realize that Tighnari must have taken them with him to meet his “guests.” You bite your lip, hesitantly looking for anything you could do. 

“I’ll try to come back as soon as possible, stay strong.” You whisper to Haypasia, before running out of the room to find supplies. You hoped nothing wrong would happen during that time.

_ _ _

  You were only gone for a couple of minutes at most however the minute you returned the only view your eyes laid on was now a stable Haypasia and an injured Tighnari. He sat on a mechanical crab, wincing horribly. You decided now wasn’t the time to question the crab, and immediately rushed to him.

  “Are you alright?! What happened?!” You yell out. For once he wasn’t preparing something to cure his pain, which meant it must have been something severe or incurable. He let out a slight chuckle, trying not to cringe from the pain.

  “Our guests just gave me a present. Not a pleasant one but they insisted I have it.” He joked, trying to lighten the mood. Being rewarded with a harsh glare from you, he sighed. “I was struck by lightning.”

  Your jaw dropped, and so did the medical supplies in your hands. “WHAT?!” You yelled once more. You could feel tears form in your eyes. He looked at you worriedly, trying to extend an arm towards you, only to be stopped by the pain worsening. “Don’t you dare try to comfort me when you’re the one like this!” You reply with a sharp tone which made the ears on his head flick down, almost like a sad little cat who was being scolded.

You looked at the crab. “Put him down on the bench please.” You command. To both you and Tighnari’s surprise, it followed your orders, gently guiding him towards the nearest empty bench.

  “Hey, you're supposed to follow my commands,” Tighnari mumbled. You rolled your eyes before sitting down next to him, motioning to your lap. “Put your head down, you need rest. The bench is rough so you can lay your head on my lap instead.” Tighnari looked at your lap and back to you. 

  “Now.” He slowly laid down on your lap, trying not to cause more damage to his wounds.

“There is no treatment for being struck by lightning from what I learned, however, if you rest enough you can use your vision to counter any elemental energy inside you.” You wipe any tears from your eyes before they got worse. “I’m sorry I can’t help you, like always.” You mumble, gently pushing his hair out of his face, petting his head.

  Tighnari on the other hand couldn’t rest, he wasn’t even sure the words you spoke were registering in his mind. Your hand felt like heaven especially when his body was in such pain. All he could was stare at you as you tried your best not to cry. He didn’t expect you to react this badly when he got hurt. Especially since you had seen him get hurt before.

  You glared at him once more, placing your hand over his eyes to cover it up. “Go to sleep, you idiot.” No matter how hard his heart was beating, he still somehow managed to slowly go to sleep. The feeling of your hands stroking his head was still faintly in his mind.

_ _ _

  It was no surprise Tighnari recovered perfectly fine. Vision users had a special talent to heal at a faster rate than normal individuals. However, one aspect of Tighnari had changed and that was the fact whenever he got injured or hurt he asked for your help. This included minor injuries.

  You weren’t sure what triggered this change but it made things a lot easier for you knowing that you were still needed by the camp. His sudden change also meant the team was also opening up to be treated by you. You almost forgot that you had even tried to write a letter to switch patrol areas.

  Tighnari didn’t forget though. The day he was injured he caught a glimpse of the letter peaking through the bushes from where you had dropped it. He saw you carry it around multiple times so he had assumed it was important, keeping it with him until he got better. He didn’t mean to peak, you just had not closed it up at the time.

  He disapproved of the contents of the letter and definitely didn't want you to follow through with what was written, especially since something clicked in his subconscious mind that day he got hurt. So he had been holding on to it without even thinking of handing it back.

  He liked being efficient and getting things done on his own accord, but if being treated by you meant you would stay longer by his side, he was willing to play sick all day. He just hoped you wouldn’t catch on until he could confess.

Candance

Candace rarely stepped foot outside of her village. It was the world she only knew to say the least. Looking after the village as a guardian since the mere age of 8 meant she wasn’t one to travel outside often. She was almost certain she had not stepped out of Sumeru at any point in her life.

  Yet you were quite the opposite. The minute you were old enough to travel you already headed your way to Liyue, far from her reach. How was she going to protect you if you left? She wasn’t sure and it made her nervous. Every day you were gone she wondered whether you would ever come back. She had no way of knowing.

You always did come back. A bag full of various items from all over the world. You started to make a living from it, trading items from region to region. It suited your free-spirited nature. You didn’t only bring items for trading of course. You brought gifts for the village, this of course included Candace.

_ _ _ 

Candace made her rounds around the village It was a typical work day for her. Then she heard the jingle of bells and the footsteps of sumpter beasts coming nearby. Immediately she headed towards the entrance. Of course, it was you, with your bag full of trinkets and your body covered in bandages.

  Candace stopped in her tracks. Bandages. You didn’t dress up like that. She watched as you limped towards her, a grimace on your face that only made her eyes grow wide. She ran up to you, holding you up for support while you tried to catch your breath. “Ha, tough trip this time.” You try to joke. Candace was having none of that.

  She immediately picked you up bridal style, to which you could only respond with a yelp. Leaving your supplies and sumpter beasts in the sand, she ran to her house. She should have convinced you to never leave the village. Look at the state you ended up in. This could have all been prevented if you stayed by her side in the village where she could take care of you.

  She ignored you as you kept telling her you were fine. All she could think was how stupid she was to agree to let you go over and over again. She dropped you on the bed, rushing towards her dresser to get more bandages and medicine. 

  “You don’t need to bandage me again, I did an ok job!” You whine, showing off your bandages to her. Candace sighed, returning with the medical equipment. “Oh please, when was the last time you replaced them? I bet you wore the same wraps the entire trip.” You pouted, flopping onto the bed in defeat.

  “Sit up, I need to change them.” You face away from her, arms crossed. “You think of me as a baby. I’m a grown-ass adult!” You mumble, refusing to look her way. Candace was certain she was going to sigh away all the life in her body having to deal with you. “Well someone needs to protect you. Look at you. Every time you come back you’re worse than before, covered head to toe in scars and blood! It’s almost like you have a death wish.”

  You finally peak over your shoulder. You looked at Candace, who continued to have a pained expression on her face. You could see her shake. Frustration? Sadness? It didn’t matter because she was not enjoying it.

  “Why do you have to leave me here and run away? Do you want to die? The minute I look away you’re always gone off to someplace else and I can’t go with you. How am I supposed to protect you when you keep leaving? One day you’re going to end up dead and I won’t even know what happened to you.”

  You sat up, hand digging into your pocket. “Candace.”

  “I’m so tired of this, you have always been so reckless. Did you forget this was your home? Did you find something so incredible out there that you forget? Why do I bother at this point, it’s not like you care.”

  Candace wasn’t sure what was coming out of her mouth at this moment. She was always so rational and careful with her words. She would never say things like this, always keep such thoughts to herself. You somehow managed to make it all spill out. “Candace..” You say once more, pulling out a box from your pocket. You stood up now, facing her.

  “What now? You’re going to leave again? Did you come here to stop by before going off on your next journey? Where to? Fontaine? Mondstadt? Hell, I heard Inazuma opened up recently, you can go there and leave me alone again.”

  You grabbed the supplies out of her hand, tossing them on the bed. You reached out and grabbed one of her hands. “I got you a gift.” You placed the box in her hand. She looked at you, unphased. You gave her the softest smile you could, helping her open the box to see the contents inside.

  “It’s earrings. It’s a pretty rare stone, it’s blue when you look at it, but when you put it up to the light it reflects a yellow tint. It reminded me of your eyes.” You say you enclose the box in her hand. You reached for her other hand and grasped them ever so.

  “Candace,” You smiled as she looked at you, almost dazed. “Even if I ever end up with all my bones broken, I am certain I will always end up finding my way towards you. I have seen almost every crevice of Teyvat, and I would still end up in Aaru Village by your side.”

  You grip her hands tighter, your eyes not leaving her even for a second. A small gentle smile on your face made her heat up. Had you always looked so mature? When did you become so different? You were pouting like a child a minute ago. She always thought you were careless, always lost in your world of adventures. But here you were, looking at her as if she was the world to you.

  You finally break the staring match, looking down at her hands. “Look at you, worried about my scars when you’re as bad.” You loosen your grip, now circling the scars and calluses on her hand. It felt electrifying.

  You let her hands go and she felt cold, your touch made her feel too complete and it confused her. You looked at her once more, she watched the way your eyes were shining. She could only feel how amazing it felt, how wonderful it was that you looked at her in such a light. “Don’t worry about me. You already have a village to take care of, that’s already a big responsibility. Let me help you instead.”

  Standing up, you began to make your way towards the door, only stopping near the entrance to turn back to her. “Now come outside, I got gifts for everyone and sumpter beasts to feed.” with that, you began to make your way out the door.

  But, Candace couldn’t stand up. Her usual strength drained. Her legs felt like jelly and she could feel her heartbeat still unsteady. She felt cold but when she raised a hand to her cheek she could still feel the heat. 

  She looked down at the earrings in her palms. All your gifts were usually kept in her cupboard. You always gifted her such precious items, too valuable considering how she works. However this time, she wore them, taking off her old ones and placing what you had given on. She stood up using the bed as support and hobbled towards the mirror on the dressing table. The earrings shined just as you had told her, blue with a tint of yellow.

  She hoped you kept your promise to protect Aaru village with her. She also planned on making sure you take responsibility for what you had done to her that day.

#tighnari x reader #genshin fluff #genshin impact x gender neutral reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #tighnari x gender neutral reader #candace x reader #candace x gender neutral reader #genshin angst

[vibingandsimping]

Would you be willing to write Astarion x a fem!reader (if it matters) where originally he’s slightly annoyed because she just seems like another goody two shoes hero, until she finally gets the chance to punish someone for their actions only to realize that she’s just as cruel and violent as he is, she just directs it at people who deserve it the most. I just wanna be bitchy and judgy with him

My character was an oathbreaker paladin and the best way i could describe her is that she became a paladin in the same way mean girls in high school became nurses, to basically bully people for a job which I thought was a ridiculously fun way to play a character and thought Astarion might approve of it too

DAMN IT. Now I have to make a human tav that’s Regina George and play the game as her. Curse you.

How in the hell was an Oathbreaker so good-natured? You went against your contract. You couldn’t be so heroic. He knew something was beyond the surface. It just pissed him off that you concealed that nature. He craved to see that part of you. Perhaps it was a fluke? A one-time deal that damned you? His snippy behavior towards you was bred from the fact he couldn’t figure you out. At least, he thought that, until you reached the Goblin Camp. Your demeanor was so much more aggressive. It was a delicious sight. It first started with you making a goblin kiss your feet. Gods, he loved that. He wished he were you in that position. Astarion simply clapped in amusement and praised you for the cruel behavior.

Who knew you had it in you, darling? From that on you were much more keen on acting such. Not towards the innocent, much to Astarions disappointment, but to those deserving. You’d bring down karma and justice onto those. Such as telling the goblin in the Shadowlands to fetch after dooming an animal to the shadows. Usually, when killing you were quick about it. Not one to make them suffer for long. He found it quite boring til you were faced with the option to murder someone thought evil. The way you drove your blade into their skin and charred their flesh with spells was violent and bloody. Their screams echoing as you slay them. He never thought you more beautiful, honestly, with the blood staining your face and hands. You two would gossip and chat during adventures. Remarking those you’d punished or killed. He’d snob with you about them. Anything to feed into this behavior he beloved. Watching you climb the ladder of power by evoking your justice onto those

Overall, he finds you quite interesting. He can’t wait til he can peel all the layers and get to know the true you. It’s almost like a challenge.

#my asks #anon ask #my writing #baldurs gate 3 #bg3 #baldurs gate iii #baldur’s gate 3 #baldurs gate 3 x reader #baldur’s gate 3 x reader #bg3 x reader #astarion #astarion x reader #astarion bg3 #baldurs gate 3 astarion #mean girls #astarion and regina george is an interesting idea

[jingsyuans]

Babygirlification of strong male characters is always morally correct

My example?

Jing Yuan.

He deserves to be spoiled and ruined and doted on, please he does so much for everyone that doing this would give him whiplash because he's so used to taking care of others that you doting on him makes him uncharacteristically bashful the first few times it happens.

But then he realizes how much he actually likes it, sometimes he just melts into a puddle of love when you begin running your fingers through his hair while his head is on your lap. You spoil him by packing a lunch for him and bring it to his work, having lunch with him.

He's wrapped around your finger as you spoil him, it's just so refreshing to not have to be strong and have all the answers, he can just exist and be weak which is really good for his mental health.

When he's at your place he's not General Jing Yuan or anything important, he's just yours and that's oddly comforting to him.

Sorry originally this was gonna be smut type of thoughts but then I was possessed by my desire to baby Jing Yuan.

I do love the idea of taking care of him truly. I like the idea of you and your love growing on him- it's something he isn't used to but inevitably sinks into. You spoil him and while it catches him off guard in the beginning (he won't admit how it flustered him too), Jing Yuan allows it, because who is he to go against your wishes? It is admittedly nice to be doted on after so long. All he can do is smile and laugh, letting you do as you please- whether that be wrapping around him while he works or dragging him into the bath only to have you wash his hair while he sits back and enjoys it.

MY smut thoughts (͠≖ ͜ʖ͠≖) listen. Think about it like this.

I don't believe Jing Yuan would completely enjoy sitting back and receiving all the pleasure. It's alright sometimes, but he isn't wired that way. So. Sub top.... is a very good role for him.

Between your legs and going down on you while you pet his hair and moan, catching his eye with a tilt of your head as you smile and ask, 'are you enjoying yourself?' Because your pleasure is his own. His cheek grazing your inner thigh, soft, kissing the skin with a hum. Continuing his work. He'll stay there as long as you want him to.

On top of you and thrusting slow and indulgent, and all you do is kiss across his skin and grope him in the meanwhile. You know he likes it. Your eager hands- how they amuse and flatter him so. Seeing you so enthralled with his body. Jing Yuan supposes that feeling is mutual, as he can't get enough of you either. Loves that knowing look in your eye and the praise that spills out your mouth as he fucks you full. Sweaty forehead pressed against your neck, your breath warm as you lean down and kiss his ear. Breathing hard because you know just how to get to him. It's a lovely feeling.

#i kinda rambled and got off the topic sort of but listen its just loving him and he likes it #jing yuan x reader #honeyed gifts #jing yuan #jing yuan reader insert #jing yuan smut

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

" Even if the world will or might hate you, I will not as you are my love, so please let me carry your burdens as well as you carry mine we are equal in this marriage "

But with Rook, Jack, Ruggie, Riddle and Azul

Proposal (2) | Crewel Daughter Reader x Yandere Twisted Wonderland

Rook Hunt

Probably a lawsuit 

Or maybe a family reunion

Whatever it is he’s been ostracized and called weird

Something he often gets in passing but this time it just hurts 

For someone so eccentric he’s not exactly open with everyone

Let alone computing his frustration in the normal way

So he’s uncharacteristically is angry 

Firing intensely at multiple targets 

He hardly notices your there until he sees a black and white feathered arrow break through his

“Mon amour? Désolé, I didn’t notice you were there.”

“You? The famous hunter: Rook Hunt, unable to notice me?”

“Well mon amour, you are ethereal.”

He gives his smile but your unconvinced

Firmly removing the bow and arrow from his hand

You push past his hanging locks to hold his face to look at you

Pulling him in to touch your forehead with his while you maintain eye-contact

You recite your vow to him rubbing your manicured thumbs over his cheeks

When you finished he dove into kiss you with you reciprocating

Pulling you against his muscular chest

Letting him run his hands all over your body as you both made out

Eventually, you feel the weight being lifted from you pocket

“Awww you were going to propose?”

“So were you.”

You both pull away to reveal the ring you each brought for one another

Crewel’s not as averse to this then he originally thought

All he’s ever uttered about you has been praise 

And he’s well aware of the hunter’s habit of avenging your character at any opportunity

Violent or otherwise

“The bloodhound is a better choice, though I’m curious how well he’ll fare in the future.”

Jack Howl 

He probably didn’t get the position he wanted most on a team

He’s usually so sure of himself 

Only to find he’s been benched 

But its not because of his skill 

Its the coach

Took one look at you, hearts in his eyes, and a look of disdain for Jack

From then on he’s been trying to sooth his rising anger

He didn’t want to resort to violence, you deserved better

Andit’dbeobviousanyway

“(Y/n) can we talk…?”

He’s not one to sit on something when his mate is willing to listen

“I just hate how he insists upon something so baseless.”

“Oh Jack…”

You say what you say before giving him a kiss on the corner of his lips

Getting on your knee, he’s transcended the pettiness of the coach

It also helps that the coach went missing

Crewel thinks it's okay but he still wishes he ‘wasn’t such a brute’

“It must be the muscles…darling please consider there’s more to look for than extrinsic value. I doubt there’s much really happening upstairs.”

Ruggie Bucci

Probably a failed promotion

Maybe for him taking left over food or they found out he has ‘laugh with me’

He just wants to be able to provide

And not have to rely on your finances

He just wants to be there for you

“I just want see where I can support you, you know?”

“Well there is something you can do for me…”

Getting on your knee and proposing to him has him erupting in a blush

He’s between being angry he didn’t do it first and just beside himself with pride

He’s landed the love of his life and all without using his unique power

He might just burn down an office building for celebration

Crewel isn’t happy but when is he ever

He thinks Ruggie is too much of henchman to be married to you

“You had to pick the smallest one in the litter? Does he know how to be more than a lackey?” 

Riddle Rosehearts

He’s rejected on a major scale

Similar to his overblot incident 

He just goes too far in his willingness for rules

Maybe not as far but to others it feels like it

And right now it feels like everyone’s turned their backs on him

He’s riding in the early morning so he can clear his mind hiseyes before the day starts

You come to the rescue riding your own midnight stallion as you ride up beside him

“Well Roses, how are you feeling?”

He doesn’t fully release his inner thoughts only tightening his hold on the reigns

“You don’t have to tell me anything but I need you to listen.”

Having your horse bow while you present the crimson ring 

He blushes and the nearby forestry alights with flames

Confident he doesn’t step down from his decision

“Off with your heads! For the crime of hostile peer pressure!”

There’s got to be a rule for that ifnothe’llmakeone

Crewel thinks he’s too much of a stick in the mud 

“Isn’t he far too straight-edged? Don’t you think this will hinder your lifestyle, darling? Is he really worth it?”

Azul Ashengrotto

One of his budding locations has some major problems on the opening month

That further is worsened by the competitive restaurant across the street

Who somehow were able to orchestrate a threat made of what looked like blood on their fish tank

But it called Azul out specifically

And while it was cleaned and the rest of the service went smoothly it really shook his self esteem

Leaving you to pick him up

He treats his room like his pot 

Refusing to leave but willing to let you poke your face into

“I have to wonder, (Y/n), am I in over my head? Am I really not cut-out for this? Do I even deserve this!? Do I even deserve you?!”

You cup his head and kiss his beauty mark and then his nose

“Well of course you do, I accepted didn’t I?”

He chuckles and you gleam

“Its also why I asked to put that ring on your finger.”

He looks up at you in confusion

“Huh? Ring?”

“Yes. Ring.”

You hold up his hand with a pearl diamond crusted ring

“Wh-wha-huh–I–ah-ohmygosh!”

“Just say yes darling!”

“Yes yes!”

With a pep in his step he happily let Floyd & Jade pick the events for the bachelor party in exchange for a small favor

The competitor wasn’t a problem after that

Crewel wants to despise him but he respects the hustle

“Anyone who can gain control of an entire school like he has…I guess is worthy enough. But then again a school run by that crow must be breadcrumbs for that sleaze.”

#yandere twisted wonderland #yandere azul ashengrotto #yandere riddle #yandere riddle roseheart x reader #yandere riddle rosehearts #yandere azul x reader #yandere azul ashengrotto x reader #yandere ruggie bucchi #yandere ruggie #yandere rook x reader #yandere rook hunt x reader #yandere rook hunt #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yanderexrea #lovelyyandereaddictionpoint #yandere #yanderes #yanderes x crewel daughter reader #crewel daughter reader #yanderes crewel daughter #yandere papa crewel #papacrewel #yandere divus crewel #yandere jack howl #yandere jack #yandere jack howl x reader

[mixedup-sideblog]

Honestly terrified that enough people immediately hate bombed it for - ‘no Milly’ or ‘I don’t like his new hair’ reasons (without giving it a chance) putting off enough people that it might not end up being popular enough to renew….

I hope I’m just being paranoid - but I saw another ‘it’s not the original show so I hate it’ review on YT and I’m just like….please take off your blinders and give it a chance, genuinely think people can’t comprehend the word reimagining!!!

Also some people still haven’t seemed to grasp that this is almost like a prequel pre-July - characters are developing into what you see in the OG (I assume)- be patient!!!

Studio Orange have given this anime so so much love and attention they deserve so much praise for it! Visually it is STUNNING I can’t entertain the people who say it looks awful, that’s simply not true if you think that I firmly believe you are some weird anime purist crying about how anime must be in 2D or again you’re looking to hate on it.

The ATTENTION TO DETAIL is IMMACULATE - they’ve thought about everything - posts I’ve seen other users explaining much more eloquently than me - Vash has permeant glasses shaped sun burn, they’re in a desert sand is constantly falling out of everything (they’re taking the time to animate this!), Vash’s rein holding - technically accurate (one I can also attest to) and the best one for me - Vash’s marksman skills and his development from a child to an adult (this was such an interesting read by @totallynotsilversora) - the research, time and effort they’ve put in is IMMENSE and I love them for it.

I LOVE you STUDIO ORANGE - I haven’t seen enough people saying it! Thank you for creating such a stunning, detailed, heart wrenching show I’m so sorry you came into hostility and are having to fight it back at every turn - you’d hope some people would put down their blinders and give it a chance but sadly some just won’t.

I did not expect this to turn into such a long rant but man I’m so SICK of people just hating it for not being the original! Especially after writing it off after like one episode - if that’s the case then don’t put your opinion out there to put off others - you were never going to like it you literally hate watched one episode!! 🤬

#thingsthatkeepmeupatnight

#Trigun #trigun stampede #Vash #vash the stampede #nicholas d wolfwood #meryl stryfe #studio orange #rant #vashwood #fandom #stampede Vash #trigun wolfwood #trigun vash

[fictionallystable]

Rating: Mature

Fandom: Call of Duty (Video Games)

Relationship: Phillip Graves (Call of Duty)/Reader

Characters: Reader, Phillip Graves (Call of Duty), Original Male Character(s)

Additional Tags: Author Has Played Call of Duty, Childhood Friends, Miscommunication, Mutual Pining, slight age gap, Civilian!Reader, Pre-Canon, Jealousy, Angst, Kissing, Time Skips, Slight OOC Graves, Brother's Best Friend.

Words: 1,348 | Chapters: 1/5

Summary:

Your older brother is best friends with Phillip Graves, and you always tagged along on their adventures. As a teen, you hid a fervent crush on Phillip, but it ends in painful heartbreak for you after one tumultuous summer. Many years later, you and Phillip are shocked to re-encounter one another, this time with your hearts fluttering again. But the heartache and broken trust of the past cloud your vision of the man standing in front of you.

A/N: this is a long time coming collab between me and @orphancains, and we finally posted the first chapter. stay tuned for later chapters. can't promise we'll be posting all the chapter each week but we'll try to get it out soon as possible. that being said, enjoy. the fic can also be found on AO3

tags will be updated!!

Chapter 1: The Pool

You ignored the bead sweat trickling down your temple from sitting under the Texas summer sun. There were only a few weeks left of summer break before 7th grade, and you were trying to enjoy it at the park, despite the sun beating down on you. Even your older brother Matty and Phil had wanted to enjoy the day even if they’d both already graduated high school. The two played some light basketball while you sat nearby sketching. After playing for a while, the two of them strode over to you, checking in on you as you quietly concentrated in your sketchbook. 

“I don’t know,” you said to them both as you stared down at your sketch, “I don’t know if it’s worth submitting.”

Phil tsked and took a seat beside you on the grass. He patted your shoulder and furrowed his brow. “Come on. You’re probably one of the best artists I know out of everyone in this city. You’re twelve but you’re better than some of the people in school I know who always brag about their art. Don’t sell yourself short.”

Matty sighed behind both of you. “It’s that our dad has been hounding her about focusing more on math next year. He wants her to be studying with a tutor for her pre-algebra class for this summer instead of this.” Your brother glanced away. “Or make friends…” he muttered quietly, but just enough for Phil to still hear.

Phil rolled his eyes. He was grateful to your dad for letting him linger in his home to hang out with Matty. The Graves family household, a few miles away from yours, was a little bigger, sure. But it was empty. With his parents always gone, his dad was either sending him texts from airports to check in on him every few days and his mom would mainly call him to say she couldn’t attend his football games and track meets because of another work conference. Matty and your parents were kind enough to feed him and sometimes let him sleep over. But he couldn’t help but want to sometimes roll his eyes at how much pressure he put on you and your brother.

“How is submitting a piece of art to a newspaper going to hurt her in pre-alegbra?” Phil looked at your brother unamused. “I don’t wanna be a dick, Matty, but your dad’s a—”

“I know, Phil,” your brother huffed. “You’ve told me before”

“It’s actually an art magazine. It’s MUSE magazine,” you cut in, wanting to stop talking about your dad. “They even said they’ll give us a scholarship, too, if we win. I mean, that’s gotta make dad happy, right?”

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, as he listened to you. He thought about it and shot you a grin hoping it would cheer you up. He couldn’t help but want to see you happy, wanting to see you get the praise and love for your art that you truly deserved. “See?” He glanced quickly at Matty before turning back to you to say, “Yeah, exactly! That’s even more of a reason to submit— even if my advice alone should be enough.” At that, your brother snorted.

At this you turned to look at him, your lips pouting slightly. You still felt unsure about your idea, and he noticed.

“Listen, as soon as you hear back from that magazine, I wanna be the first to hear about it, you understand?” 

You nodded and gave him a small smile. “I will, but what if I lo—”

“Not, gonna happen. I know it won’t,” he stated firmly, as his warm eyes beamed down at you.

Your smile grew more as you leaned your shoulder against his arm. “Thanks, Phil.”

‘ Holyshit… ’ , you thought to yourself as you ran toward the Graves’ home one afternoon. Your parents always reprimanded you for swearing but who cares right now . You clutched tightly onto the new copy of MUSE magazine as your feet hit the pavement. ‘ I actually won !’ You hadn’t bothered to tell Matty or your parents. You wanted to tell Phil first, but he hadn’t come over to visit Matty today—usually Fridays were when they played video games together. You thought it was weird initially but thought nothing of it.

You knocked on the heavy, wooden door, pressed the doorbell multiple times, but he never came to the door. You were confused. ‘ Maybe he’s out back ? ’ , you thought as you trudged over to his backyard’s fence. You were surprised to see it was left slightly ajar, when usually you and Matty always had to wait for Phil to unlock it if you decided to visit his home. Slowly, you nudged the gated fence door open, expecting to see nothing more than the Graves family’s pool, some towering, old trees, and maybe some overgrown grass. But instead your jaw dropped.

By the shining blue pool, Phil had another girl’s hands entangled in his light brown hair. At first you were confused, but you felt your chest tightened when you realized his lips were moving against hers and that his own hands rested on her hips. He was shirtless, his body still drenched in the cool pool water and she wore a light pink bikini. Her own dark red hair was also wet clung to the skin on her pale shoulders. That’s when it hit you: Phil had a girlfriend you didn’t know about, and you’d just walked in on them making out.

You felt your heart stop when from over the girl’s shoulder, you saw Graves’ dark eyes flicker and briefly meet your own. You let out a small gasp, your eyes shifting away quickly. You quickly turned away and your hands clenched tightly around the magazine in your hand, not caring anymore if your artwork featured in it was crushed now. You felt your stomach jolt as you ran back home, fearing you were going to vomit midday in the middle of the street. The red hair. Phil shirtless. The pool. His hands on her hips. The shadows in his eyes. Was that a smirk you saw? Or had you imagined it? It all kept flashing in your head as you jogged back home. You felt like your own brain was torturing you with the images now. 

Back home, as you strode toward your room, your throat tightened. Your lips quivered and you felt the few tears still clinging to your eyes begin to slip through. Matty walked out of his room, about to ask you where you were, when he saw the distress etched on your face. 

“Hey, what’s wrong?” he asked, his brow furrowed.

You clenched your teeth as you felt the tears begin to flow freely now down your cheeks. You stepped into your room, but turned around to face him. “Nothing’s wrong!” you growled out, before shutting the door loudly in his face and twisting its lock. 

As night fell, you clung tightly to your pillow, your tears staining it as you cried. Your brother continued knocking on the door from time to time, calling your name out in frustration. But no matter what, he couldn’t coax you out of your room. You also didn’t know why you wouldn’t let Matty in. You didn’t even know why your heart broke so much when you saw Phil and that other girl. But from then on, your view of Phil had changed. You didn’t want to face him anymore, to be his brother’s stupid kid sister always lingering around because she had no friends of her own. You were a burden on him. He probably just wanted to hang out with Matty, not you. You wondered, how many times did he want to talk to him about girls or sex, or anything else, and he couldn’t because you were there? 

As you drifted off to sleep, eyes puffy from salty tears, you forgot about the crumpled magazine laying on the ground. Your thoughts only revolved around one idea: You were going to do Phil a favor and avoid him at all costs.

#cod x reader #phillip graves x reader #cod fanfic #phillip graves fanfic #phillip graves x you #phil graves x you #phil graves x reader #graves x reader #Authors Has Played Call of Duty

[rockmiyabideusexmachina]

2024 Megaman Valentine's Day/White Day Contest Results!

Hopefully this post won't feel too rushed; it certainly is rare for me to get contest results posted before 2 days have passed. Once again, I thank everyone who drew something for this year's event, as well as those who helped spread the word. Even with a smaller turnout, you guys still made it really hard on me to choose winners. All your art is deserving of praise! I wish I could afford to give you all some prize money! While I am posting this right now a little late into the evening in my time zone, I will be sending all the winners a message about your prize winnings soon enough, later tonight. If you don't see something right away, just know my message is on the way, within the next few hours. After the break, you will see all the pics and this year's winners!

As usual, after each entrant’s name, there will be a link to their entry, too, just in case the inserted images don’t load for you. With a smaller turnout this year, everything has been uploaded into a single imgbox gallery folder. Should be alphabetical by alias for each category, with the first 7 images for Cat. 1, and the last 4 images in Cat. 2.

[Full entry gallery]

CATEGORY 1 (Talent): Black and White Day

For this category, participants were tasked with creating an image celebrating White Day, with the requirement that their art mimic the "rubber hose" art style from around the 1920's. All entries needed to use a black and white or monochrome palette. 1.) HikariLux [Entry] [GB Alternate] $175 Winner!

A cute scene with Rock presenting Alia with a ring that was made even better by adding an alternate original Gameboy palette pixel version of the same art. That added creativity made an adorable pic stand out even more, to give two different retro vibes to your art.

2.) @eulogysinger [Entry] $100 Winner!

As an overall scene, your piece felt the most like it was screencapped straight out of a 20's cartoon, so I give you your props on getting your style to match so well! You can feel the movement with the curve in the Big Snakey's necks as Snake Man slides on down to Toad with his candy bouquet gift.

3.) @sylviidaee [Entry] $75 Winner!

Sure, because of all the Axess storyboard posts I've been doing lately, this trio is probably in my mind more lately. But animating your piece to give it that added life, as the guys bonk each other with their gifts for Mariko, helped boost your entry into the top 3! LOL at the fish crying when Masa gets bonked. And again, style-wise, great job pulling off the rubber hose look.

And the rest of the wonderful entries in alphabetical order by alias: Kaitlin.EXE [Entry]

Y'arr, that Pirate Man be takin' the girl and a pricey pearl wit 'em. But I bet once Diveye the Sailor Man eats his seaweed, that Pirate has a few punches coming to him. Retro Splashy's design is so cute! Totally a fun scene and creative takes on all three.

Komito [Entry]

Like a vintage Norman Rock(man)well painting, the diner scene truly gives off the retro vibes, from the checkboard floor to Big Boy waiter Rock in the background. Love the touch of Splashy's straw curving into a heart shape as she longingly stares at Blues.

@wennastudio [Entry]

I get the vibe of Axl imitating Porky Pig here, saying "That's All Folks!" to end the episode, as he pops out before the fades out. And since you are alphabetically last, it makes your piece even more fitting to close out this category's pics with this cute piece!

CATEGORY 2 (Humor): Showing Some Skins

For this category, entries needed to contain a character wearing an out-of-place holiday-themed skin or outfit that was not Valentine's Day-related, while in a Valentine's Day scene or setting. Being the humor category, the more it makes us laugh, the better! 1.) @aurantia-ignis [Entry] $175 Winner!

🎵Zero the Snowman was a jolly, happy soul...but are YOU happy, Ciel? I love how Zero took White Day this literally to don this amusing snowman outfit. And out of all the entries for this category, you pulled off the absurdly humorous costume the best.

2.) @drewblossom [Entry] $100 Winner!

It might just be a simple party hat, but I mean, Bass isn't wrong. Subtle, but I was amused! The heart shaped speech bubble was a nice touch to help sell the dialogue's punch line as well.

3.) AbilityField [Entry] $75 Winner!

Clever way to show the rush in changing between events, as RiCO is in part Valentine's skin and part Celebration skin dress that are digitally switching. ViA has it much easier throwing on a coat. It's always easier for the guys to get ready, as they say.

4.) Miralie [Entry]

While Zero and Iris are dressed for the day, X's date does sort of have that Halloween vibe to her, as a witch. While Axl is clearly enjoying Singles Awareness Day...or doing his best Stuart Smalley impression by giving his Daily Affirmation that he's good enough, he's smart enough, and doggone it, Reploids like him.

#Rock Miyabi's 2024 Megaman Valentine's Day Contest #Rockman #Megaman #Mega Man #Fanart Contest

[giftcember]

A Giftcember to Remember!

Welcome to the first ever Giftcember!

Rules:

BE NICE.

Be nice.

Be NICE!

Have fun

You can participate as much or as little as you want. I will try to reblog some posts that are tagged with giftcember day [x] each day!

My main blog is primarily TLOU-oriented, but there are some other fandoms I love as well. This is open to anyone and everyone who wants to participate, regardless of fandom!

For those who want to work ahead on the writing prompts, please see below the cut.

Put together a fic advent calendar and read one per day (or, if its multi-chapter, a chapter per day) for the month

Play a fandom-specific board game, online or in person!.  (TLOU fan?  Boggle!)

Writing Prompt – Write a fic for one of your favorite authors and gift it to them without telling them ahead of time (theme/topic of your choice!!)

Share a fic on Tumblr that you think deserves more love

Leave a comment on a fic you enjoyed but never commented on

Writing Prompt – St. Nicholas / Krampus: Legends | Shoes | Chocolate

Write that essay filled with unhinged praise of a fic author and share it without shame

Share your favorite headcanon(s)

Spend some time learning about a holiday you’ve never celebrated.  Feel free to share what you learn!

Writing Prompt – Yule: yule Log/Fireplace | Singing | Full moon

Read a fic by the light of a cozy fire.  (Don’t have a fireplace?  Find a fireplace video!)

Make a post that recommends at least five (5) fics you love.

Writing Prompt – Hanukkah: Oil | Candles | Light

Participate in the Giftcember ask game!

Eat a treat and have a hot beverage of your choice while reading fic

Leave a comment on a fic that’s at least 6 months old

Writing Prompt – Write a continuation of your favorite fic - finished or unfinished!

Share that unhinged PowerPoint you made in your head about a fic or AU.

Watch your favorite holiday movie.  Share your thoughts as you watch (one post or liveblog: it doesn’t matter!)

Writing Prompt – Solstice: Short Days | Hope | Sunrise

Share your favorite holiday recipe

Gift a fic you write to a mutual or share a recommendation to a mutual for a fic you love. 

Reach out to that Tumblr user you’ve been thinking about sending a message to (only if they’re open to DMs!)

Writing Prompt – Christmas: Angels | Trees | Cookies

Give yourself a lil’ treat.

Reblog three fics or other creative works (original or fan art, etc.)

Writing Prompt – Kwanzaa: Unity | Gifts | Seven

Have some fandom-specific food.  (TLOU fan?  Chef Boyardee all the way!)

Tell us: how does your favorite character/OTP celebrate the holiday season?

Be kind to a stranger online or in person.

Writing Prompt – New Year’s: Old Acquaintances| Bubbles | Rebirth

BONUS:

Send a kind anonymous ask to a Tumblr user

Leave kudos on a fic!

Shameless self promotion

Writing Prompts

December 3

Write a fic for one of your favorite authors and gift it to them without telling them ahead of time (theme/topic of your choice!!)

December 6

St. Nicholas / Krampus: Legends | Shoes | Chocolate

December 10

Yule: yule Log/Fireplace | Singing | Full moon

December 13

Hanukkah: Oil | Candles | Light

December 17

Write a continuation of your favorite fic - finished or unfinished!

December 20

Solstice: Short Days | Hope | Sunrise

December 24

Christmas: Angels | Trees | Cookies

December 27

Kwanzaa: Unity | Gifts | Seven

December 31

New Year’s: Old Acquaintances| Bubbles | Rebirth

Have fun, and I will see you in Giftcember!

M

#giftcember #giftcember 2023 #giftcember intro

[sporesgalaxy]

Hey I've seen you got into one piece.

I've also recently gotten into one piece, I find it really cool.

I've seen you also talking about the show both to praise it and in a critical way.

Sorry to ask unprompted and this isn't to spark anything just a genuine question: what do you think about usopp's design?

I love the character but his design has always felt.... Bad and uncomfortable to put it mildly. Mostly the lips.

Am I being stupid? Idk you or maybe some of your followers can answer me/there can be a (civil obviously) discussion.

If you don't respond could you say that you won't be responding to the usopp ask so I know to never ask things like this? If you want. You don't have to do anything

Yeah, the lips on Usopp's design resemble an anti-black caricature. I do hate that.

I can't say I know or understand if the context of drawing lips that way is the same in Japan as it is here in America*. In America, there is a generations-long precedent of stylizing lips that way for antiblack racist caricatures. This put me off of One Piece for many many years.

I started reading just before the live action show dropped. I wanted to know why so many Americans could overlook something as off-putting as the Usopp's caricature-esque lips.

I fully expected a dime-a-dozen case study in audience willingness to dismiss antiblackness when there are enough other appealing aspects to distract from it.

What I learned was this: One Piece is very long. One Piece has made openly anti-racist arguments on more than one occasion, especially in some recent parts of the story**. One Piece has played into racist tropes on more than one occasion, especially earlier in the story.

The philosophy One Piece is built around is that everyone deserves equal human rights and autonomy, and that everyone is capable of helping to make that a reality. That philosophy is fundamentally against antiblack racism. That absolutely does NOT mean that One Piece or Oda are incapable of antiblack racism.

But I think One Piece's philosophy makes it a story worth discussing!!! A story worth reading and thinking about and using to reflect on yourself!!!!

I think that Usopp is irreplaceable as an aspirational figure for people with a desire to make a positive impact on the world who struggle with fear and anxiety, and I'm glad he was written. I still fucking wish they would stop drawing his lips like that though, yeah.

*The more Japanese animation I've watched over time, the more I see nonblack characters with lips stylized that way. That's what makes me question if there's some separate origin to it, maybe not based in bigoted caricature?? But I have no idea.

**Recent parts of One Piece have also started discussing DNA as a source for superpowers. If Oda fucks this up and makes it eugenicist I'm going to kill him. I have hope that it won't happen, because of all of the non-biological family representation in One Piece, but if it does, seriously, I'm gonna flip my shit...

#adddna #1pc #1pc discussion

[ilylovelyz]

family oriented.

c/maknae line.

❥main character(s): bangchan lee know changbin hyunjin x afab!reader

❥genre: smut

❥(major) warning(s): incest, step sibling incest, step parent incest, cousin incest, age gap, stalking, yandere themes, mentions of threats and violence, reader is a bimbo in chans, sexism, emotional manipulation, hate sex, rough/violent sex, p in v, breeding, impregnation, dubcon, noncon

❥wordcount: not that long, ig.

bangchan. the best step dad.

how could bangchan best describe his relationship with you to his colleagues?

he loves you very much. obviously.

perhaps.. maybe a little too much?

his colleagues laughed amongst themselves, praising bangchan for his parenting skills as he, in their own words, "has a daughter with a pure heart."

and he can't do anything except agree!

you really are the purest (and naive) person in the whole world!

and it really shows in the way you, clearly without a care (or rather thought) in the world, bend over in that damn skirt of yours, revealing to any leering eyes your pink lace panties.

it infuriates chan.

not because you're an idiot.

but rather because everyone is staring at you with such a look in their eye

don't they understand that you are already taken?

by him, obviously.

he doesn't show it though.

to everyone else, he is just doing his job as a father and protecting his little girl.

so thats what he does.

he tracks and bugs your phone just to check in every now and then (not very frequently in his words as every 2 days is nothing!) to see if any pesky boys are bothering you.

don't you know boys these days are all about sex and getting high?

you don't deserve anything like that.

you need a real man who will take care of you, fulfill your needs.

and who is a better choice than him?

so nobody is really surprised when he glares daggers at anyone who dares to look in your direction, hand on your waist.

he'll be sure to lecture you at home for your improper and risky actions for sure.

"ah-ah! daddy p-please slow down!" you cry out, your body jolting with every sharp thrust.

ass up, the poor pillow under you soaking up your tears and droll and your daddy keeps a steady hand on the back of your head, occasionally tugging on a strand here and there.

thank god that your mother is on a work trip, otherwise she would hear the unmistakable echos of the headboad banging against the wall, the skin on skin contact, and of course your high pitched cries and screams.

you cry out again as he brings his large work-calloused palms down onto your asscheek, which was already red and imprinted with the same palm. that was the what? 27th slap tonight? originally 20 after he bent you over his slap for being so dumb and flashing your panties. your tongue darted out and your eyes widened at the pain because god does it fucking burn, but god does it burn so good.

"now fuck- as i was saying.. you better not b-be fuckin' around with any of those ah- boys again." he rasps, occasionally pausing with every clench of your cunny.

"'m seriously daddy! it was nothin' i swear-" you cry out before he flips you around, the new angle allowing his monster cock's tip to kiss your fertile and aching womb. "you may think that it was nothing, because let's be honest here, you're naive. too dumb 'n pure to be walking around like that y'know? those-those boys only talk to 'ya 'cuz you're cute." he says, and now that you are face-to-face with him, you take in the sight before you.

before you is your step-dad. prefers to be called daddy when it's just the two of you. this man who is nearing his late 40's, is currently ramming his cock into you. his face flushed with some strands framing his mature features. he has the same dark look in his eyes, the same one he tells you to be wary about, his lips curved upwards into a sick grin.

to be honest, it scares you, just a little bit. but at the same time, you can't help but swoon at his compliments and the attention he gives you. like he tells you, nobody will ever treat you the way he will. don't you love your daddy? if you did, then why are you trying to go to places where other boys will be? what are you trying to do? aren't you a whore, aren't cha? he tells you, watching you begin to cry and deny the assumptions, his lips curving downwards into a feigned disappointed scowl.

"you.. really think so, daddy?" you whimper, his eyes darting up to yours, watching your soft features droop with hurt. it hurts him, too. his daughter was too pure for this world. "yes, babygirl. it's the unfortunate truth. b-but don't worry, your d-daddy will treat you the best he fuck- can." he chokes out, his thumb finding your clit.

"no! n-no wait daddy! i c-can't anymore. 'ts too much!" you cry, more tears slipping down your flushed cheeks. you are rudely interrupted by his hand (the same hand that fingered you open in the backseat of his car earlier) gripping your both sides of your face, squishing your cheeks together.

he chuckles at the sight, "you will cum again you fuckin' dummy. i know what's best for you, don't you ever forget that. nobody will make you cum better than your daddy you ungrateful bitch." he grits out, slapping your face a few times before he resumes his assault on your pussy.

yeah, he's the best step-dad. <3

lee know. your rival cousin.

lee know, your cousin.

or rather, your enemy.

for some reason, it was always a competition between the two of you.

he wasn't much older, only being nearly 3 years older than you.

as result, the family members would always compare the two of you.

everything would suddenly turn into a fierce game until either 1. someone got hurt (usually you.) or 2. someone cried (again, usually you.) and 3. someone got too angry and rage-quit (lee know.)

and unfortunately, majority of the time, luck was either not on your side, or lee know cheated (as always) because you always ended up loosing.

you remember countless times when you two would wrestle, he would slap the inside of your thigh, close to your most intimate and sensitive place, or pinch your chest just close enough for it to knock you off balance.

you also remember one time when he wrestled you to the ground, and put you under him. your thighs on the side of his hips as he (according to his testament when questioned by your parent after you cried to them about it) "jokingly" choked you out, watching the way you cried and your face turn red.

it was afterwards did he finally release his hold on you, standing before you as you coughed and wheezed with that stupid grin and a dark glint in his eyes, calling you a "weak" and a "loser" and that you'll always be beneath him.

maybe if you weren't too focused on trying to regain your breath would you see the wet spot on the crotch of his sweatpants.

aside from that, he would never actually call you by your actual name around his friends.

when asked, he would just tell whoever asked that you were a "related whore" or his personal favorite "just a desperate little girl looking for some dick wherever she goes".

eventually you got sick of his antics after on your 18th birthday, he brought over his uninvited annoying friends and girlfriend and purposely talked shit about you in front of them.

it was there did you call him out on his bullshit, and you also made sure to point the embarrassing kinks you discovered after opening his laptop that he would never have told anyone, not even his girlfriend.

thank god that you were too blind and dumb to find his incest folder, though.

shortly after they left and everyone was situated around the annual bonfire did the asshole make it clear that he absolutely hated you.

"you fucking bitch! how dare you embarrass me like that in front of my girlfriend." he spat, reveling in the way tears spilled out of your doe eyes as he yanked your head by your hair up and down his cock.

"tch, got nothin' to say? can't say anything 'cuz you're too busy choking on your cousin's cock, huh? you fucking whore." he laughs, intertwining his fingers with your hair strands, he abruptly pulled you off his cock, not giving you a second to catch your breath before he brought his hand down onto your cheeks before prying your mouth open with his tongue and spitting on it.

"'m gunna tell your dad-" you tried to say before he gripped onto your forearm and slammed you chest first against the cold bathroom wall. "you aren't gonna say anything, you idiot. you're enjoying this, it's obvious." he replied, rolling his eyes out of annoyance when he yanked your lace panties down and saw the dark wet stain covering nearly the entire thing.

he stretched you out for a minute before he decided that was enough, as in his mind, you definitely have at least slept with several men so the stretch shouldn't be too much. you're a cocksucker at heart in his mind.

ignoring your whines and pleas that you apparently didn't want this, he slammed his thick cock into you until he bottomed out before setting a brutal pace.

pulling your head back, he gripped onto your jaw, forcing you to look at him at an awkward angle. "say you-ha- love this, bitch. you know you do," he rasps, roughly pinching your nipple through your dress. "say it!" he yells, shaking your head when he realizes that yes, you are indeed still a little girl who is desperate for any cock when he sees your eyes roll to the back of your head after his tip became best friends with your cervix.

"ngh- no! i don't! 'm not a whore!" you cry out.

god do you hate lee know. he was always so handsome yet always so fucking agitating. he was your cousin. your enemy. and yet, here he is. raping you against the cold bathroom wall on your 18th birthday, about to possibly give you the best orgasm of your life yet.

he abruptly comes to a halt when he cums, filling you the brim with his seed. he then pulled out, ignoring the flutters and whines of your denied orgasm. he leaves you there, trembling with mascara running down your flushed cheeks. at least now you'll be put to real use; being his incubator.

changbin. your doting little step-brother.

you remember the first time you met changbin.

it was after your parents announced their marriage engagement.

you two were much younger then.

he was 16 and you were 17.

there wasn't much of an age gap between the two of you, but there was a maturity and physical gap.

he was much more.. scrawny then, and was much much more shy.

it took awhile for you two to bond.

everytime you tried talking to him, he seemed to become flustered and antsy, almost like he was ashamed or embarrassed of something.

you were never able to put your finger on it.

you just brushed it off as him being antisocial and probably not having a not of female influence in his life.

totally not because you chose to wear the most revealing tops and the shortest pair of shorts anyone could ever imagine.

eventually, he got comfortable with you and the two of you became inseparable!

he would always cling to your arm, cuddle with you, take you everywhere, lend you his clothes, etc.

he never wasted a moment to brag about all of your achievements to his friends and anyone within earshot, about how he has such an amazing and beautiful older sister.

he would even get all protective over you when any boys would come around.

he was such a cute little brother.

your favorite moments between the two of you was when you two would spoon after such a scary movie.

he was so scared he begged to hold you (as it was very relaxing according to him).

how could you reject a cute little brother like him?

he was glad that you were a deep sleeper, otherwise you would've felt the obvious bulge of his cock and the way he would hump your ass like a bitch in heat.

you remember how sad he was when he saw you off to college.

he was on the verge of tears, practically begging you not to leave.

but obviously, you had to.

so he sent you off with a very platonic kiss on the lips. "i, as your little brother, will miss you very much."

fast forward a couple of years, it was your graduation party and you actually hadn't seen him in awhile.

you've seen pictures of him and facetimed him occasionally but nothing would've prepared you for the change that the dude went through.

your baby brother, is now a man.

while he didn't grow much in height, the way his muscles bulged when he crossed his arms made up for it, the tattoos on him making him look like a piece of art.

you guess you looked different too, because the way he looked at you when he made eye contact was surely different as well.

the sound of rushed kissing and lips smacking together echoed off the familiar bedroom walls. it was your bedroom. the same one you and changbin cuddled in those many years ago. only, you two weren't young teens anymore. but rather, adults. two, very, horny adults.

"w-wait-mhf- changbin," you huffed as changbin groped and caressed every single inch of your body. "ch-changbin, this is wrong.." you whined into his mouth as he squeezed your ass with his calloused hands. he swallowed those whines, choosing to simply silence you by shoving his tongue down your throat.

"i've.. wanted this for so-so long." he admits, opening his eyes which was clouded with pure lust and longing, almost as if he was going to break any minute. "god, this is all your fault. it's not my fault my step-sister decided to prance around in such clothing." he continues, trying to justify the current taboo act you both are committing as he grips underneath your thighs and hoists you up with pure strength, roughly slamming you into the wall before turning around and placing you onto your back onto the bed.

"ah! changbin..! i'm your sister-" you cry out when he moved your panties to the side and wasted no time in sliding two of his thick fingers into your cunt.

"i don't care." he replies, enjoying the feeling of his sister's tight cunny clenching around his fingers. he continues fingering you for a while before he seems to have had enough and rushes to undo his belt and shoves his pants and boxers down, releasing his cock. it looked so painful, standing upright with an angry red tip.

"changbin.." you whimpered. he pressed his tip against your soaked hole before pushing in slowly. his cock wasn't that long, but god was it thick. so thick that just the tip alone knocked the breath out of your lungs. "cha-changbin..!" you squealed out. that was all you could say as he hoisted your legs onto his shoulders and began jackhammering into your pussy, jolting your frame under him.

"i want my.. fuckin' older sister to cum. she deserves a reward for workin' so hard." he grunts, his fingers pressing tight circles onto your clit, resulting in you arching your back and your eyes rolling back. "fuck- my sister is so hot-" he grits, picking up more and more speed before the two of you crash into your orgasms like a freight train.

he stills in you, his chest rising and lowering quickly, a bead of sweat rolling down his jaw. your baby brother was a man now. you couldn't believe it. from such a shy and sweet boy to a menace to society, one that everyone wanted to fuck.

"you don't have any plans to do tomorrow right? because your baby brother isn't done spoiling his pretty older sister."

hyunjin. your perfect step-son.

nobody could put into words how perfect your step-son was.

he was the total package for when it comes to children goals you could say.

he was obedient, intelligent, charismatic and most notably handsome.

you remember the first time you met him.

he was 17? maybe?

despite being nearly an adult, you saw the way his doe eyes lit up and excitedly began to follow you around, asking questions about yourself and praising you like some golden retriever.

what else could he say? he adored you! you were the mother he never had.

in his eyes, you were the mother everyone wanted.

smart, caring and beautiful in his eyes.

he always wanted to be around you, often helping you with chores or his favorite activity, giving you a massage because you're such a hard worker!

however, if there is one thing hyunjin hates about you, it's your ability to easily forgive and forget.

you always crawled back to his asshole of a dad, no matter if he called you the worst names anyone could think of or even physically hurt you.

he will never forget the look in your eyes when you saw his father with another woman.

his father doesn't deserve you.

his father doesn't deserve a woman who moved away from her family to join another, a woman who practically worships the ground her husband walks on, sacrificing her privacy for an annoying child as well, only to reserve jackshit in the end.

no, you deserve a man.

a man like hyunjin.

so, when he comes across you crying over his father again, he chooses to show you what you actually deserve.

"there you go mommy.. big stretch.." he whispers, his hands gripping the back of your knees as he puts you into a tight mating press, slowly pressing his thick tip against the opening of the most sacred part of you (aside from your heart, of course.)

"hyunjin.. stop, i'm your mom-ha," you cry, the veins of his cock rubbing against your gummy walls in the most delicious way. just a second ago was he comforting you after your husband cheated on you for the nth time, and now your step-son, your baby boy, has you basically bent in half at his will, kissing the side of your neck as he works his cock slowly into you.

"don't worry about it, mommy. your son will take care of you the way h-he is supposed to." and at that, you jolt as his cock becomes flush with your cervix, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as his thumb finds your clit.

"such a pretty mommy.." he coos, his mouth hungrily lapping and sucking at your nipple like a baby. your face blushes impossibly harder when he moans after a few drops of milk leak out of your buds. "are you pregnant, mommy? did dad actually do his part of being a man and knock you up real good?" he casually says, looking up at you with jealous eyes, pinching your other nipple harshly.

"n-no-fuck, 'm not pregnant!" you cry when he delivers a particularly angled thrust, his cock brushing against that spot (that your husband can never seem to find). "w-we've talked about it before and tried b-but," "he can't because he's not a real man." he interrupts.

"don't worry though, mommy. you have a real man in front of you right now. i-i'll make s-sure to knock you up r-real good-fuck mommy." he chokes out, his thrusts loosing rhythm as he hysterically moves in and out of your soaking pussy.

he pinches your clit, causing a mind breaking orgasm to wash over you, your vision turning white as you clench painfully around his cock to the point he struggles to continue moving inside of you before he curses and cusses and finally empties his fertile seed in you.

"your son will make you an actual mommy, mommy."

#stray kids #stray kids smut #skz smut

[moonlight-blue-rose]

Continuing with my screaming for the 1863rd round, so SPOILERS + this one is a little long

Ch 288:

Kdj petting yjh's head ahhhhesophjeapgsh

Good, it's the least he deserved after kdj broke his spirit in the last chapter

And Gabriel being reminded of herself and Uriel?? Pls tell me more, I'm listening

Pffff, I didn't expect this XD yjh completely obediently eating the soil lmaoooooo

Oh, but you don’t have the heart to kill your favourite protagonist, do you? You don’t have the heart to kill the person you’ve come to know and love

*vibrating in my seat* *sees the next chapter* awwwww it was just knw

Ch 290:

Han Sooyoung my queeeeeeeeennnnn

Doksoo’s back and forth is fun as always

Uriel, my love! I wasn’t expecting her to appear ahhhhhhh

Ch 291:

Ohhh, is this what the Forth Wall did? Giving flashes of memories to yjh? Sneaky sneaky if that is true.

But!!! Yjh saying Uriel's name softly, "like a child first learning to speak"... ahhhhhhh them!!!

Ch 292:

NOOOOOOOOOO I didn’t expect to be crying for both yjh and Uriel in this arc, you can’t do this ;-;

And oh sweetie… A world where Uriel isn’t a friend is so strange after spending so much time with the 3rd round Uriel.

1863rd hsy’s 'Predictive Plagiarism' sounds really interesting. And combined with her Avatar ability, she sure is terrifying

Once again I can hear my heart shattering. A world in which the ending is possible without sacrifices. Except one. One single sacrifice that nobody of this world would mourn. Only the original protagonist and no one else (Yoo Mia isn't here. She is gone, isn't she ;-;). I’m just (╥╯^╰╥) 1863rd hsy may not need yjh to reach the end but I want him to. Can’t you let him get away with it, at least once? Can’t he too, reach the end with everyone else? But even if he does, will it be worth it? In a world he has no one by his side, in a world he isn’t wanted? Oh Yoo Joonghyuk…

Hsy’s last words in this chapter feel so final, so unforgiving. The only feeling they induce is quiet despair (it wasn’t supposed to end like that)

Ch 293:

YES TELL HER SWEETIE

Okay, not the time for this but six-winged kdj sounds so hot…

Kim Dokja saved her,,,, It’s not his Uriel. Her fury against Yoo Joonghyuk is justified, he said,,, And yet, he didn’t have the heart to let her die… I’m just *ugly sobbing noises* (╥╯^╰╥)

Ahhh being surrounded by the people who look exactly like his colleagues, friends, and yet standing amidst strangers. It’s such a lonely feeling, the 1863rd round. I wonder, is this how yjh has always felt each regression?

Kim Dokja sounds so tired here. “What’s new about this story”, you wonder as you gaze at the broken protagonist. What’s so different about this world, when in the end, it ends the same. Someone has to die for everyone else to reach the end. But that’s the same as every other round, isn’t it? (╥╯^╰╥)

“They could never be the original” – I’m dying oahgsohsapoegg  KIM DOKJAAAAAAA

The original always holds a special place in a person’s heart… Maybe they don’t like the way the story was handled or the way it ended or some of the characters’ actions… Maybe they liked a lot of things and disliked an equal amount of them… But still, it’s the original. It’s the thing you fell in love with, the thing that gave you something to hold on to, something to cherish… Of course a reproduction could never surpass the original...

I can’t believe that he’s wormed his way into their group already… Actually, no. I can believe that. It’s Kim Dokja after all XD

He fought all alone,,,,

*Shaking 1863 hsy upside down* What do you mean he promised to die! What do you meannnnnn

TELL ME WHAT YOU MEAN BY THAT YOU CRYPTIC BASTARDS-

Ch 294

wheeze Poor lhs

He’s thinking about his kids!!! He wants to go back, even if he doesn’t admit it ;-;

Look at him praising yjh even now awwww

…. Kim Dokja… He really should stop being so mean with knw, poor guy

I’m having too many emotions rn helloooo. They are his friends! He cares! He wants to go back!!!! Ahhhh

Oh no. Oh no. I have one (1) fear

*screams into the void* I shouldn’t read this while sober *I say and drink a whole cup of tea ‘cause I’m sick rn* Honestly though, this part... Kim Dokja's desperation, effort, love, his resolution... I think this part will stay with me for a long long time...

It's just… this whole part to the end of the chapter. Kim Dokja tried. He tried so hard. He gave his best. He knows how this story is supposed to end. And once again, just like with 41st sys, he tried his best. He tried to find a way to change the ending.  I love him so much. God, I love him so much (╥╯^╰╥)

“It was an effort that perhaps no one would understand” *screams* *insert crying gif here*

ALSO ALSO, KDJ’S EYES BEING COMPARED TO STARS… AHHHHH

Yoo Joonghyuk listened. He listened. I can’t even explain how much this means to me, nor the way my heart is shattered on the floor right now (╥╯^╰╥) It was a story he didn’t know. It was a story written by someone who wished, from the bottom of his heart, for Yoo Joonghyuk’s happiness ahhhhhhhhh

This arc will be the death of me ahhhhh

#orv #orv spoilers #moon reacts to orv #kim dokja #1863rd round spoilers #i didn't expect the end of chapter 294 to hit me so hard #how am I supposed to go to my exam tomorrow and function as a normal human being when they say #that a quiet resolution burned in Kim Dokja's eyes and his back was weary as he gradually fell asleep while looking for a way to save yjh??