#poor Bunny is dying over here

[pochiikou]

- Promare kiss but make it Tiger&Bunny -

#poor Bunny is dying over here #pls save your boyfriend Kotetsu #tiger & bunny #tiger and bunny #tiger x bunny #kotetsu t. kaburagi #kotetsu x barnaby #Barnaby Brooks Jr #taibani #taibani2 #digital sketch #digital art #yaoi #promare #プロメア #虎兎 #腐向け #バーナビー・ブルックスjr. #タイバニ #タイバニ2 #鏑木・t・虎徹 #pochiikou

[xqueen-of-disasterx]

as sweet as a peach

Paring: Innocent!reader x dads!friend!Nat

Summery: You and the friend of your dad happened to have a pretty close relationship

Warnings: SMUT, clit play, dom!Nat, sub!reader, masturbation, dry humping, oral, praise kink, degradation kink, slut shaming?, pervy!Nat?, Nat fingering a peach, age gap (legal)

Word count: 1.4k

!Disclaimer English is not my first language so please excuse any grammar or spelling errors. This story is completely fictional!

Masterlist

ꕀꕀ ─── ⋆⋅ ✨🌞✨ ⋅⋆─── ꕀꕀ

“Those peaches” She reached out for one of the sweet fruits hanging from the old tree “Can I eat them” she smiled at me, a smile she wore like a mask to hide her true evil intentions. “Uhm… sure go ahead” I still couldn’t look her in the eyes, to big was the fear of what the older women might make me feel in the deepest pits of my stomach “Are you still in school sweetheart?”

“Do you want a bite bunny” She wiped over her mouth with the back of her hand as she reaches the other one out for me to take the peach. The forbidden fruit I shouldn’t dare to try but I was dying to do so. I took a bite, the juice dripping from the conners of my pinkish lips “It’s delicious isn’t it” her voice was softer trying to make me feel safe and secured in her presence. I fell for those feelings. I wanted her to make me feel safe and sound “It’s really sweet” I broke the awkward silence as Natasha got behind me, her veiny hands caressing my hips “You are gonna be a good girl for me right” she breathed against my ear making shivers run down my neck right to my core, making me feel a feeling that I had never experienced before. I hummed in response and I could feel my cheeks heating up. Her hands found their way future down, over my skirt right to the end of the fabric making that weird feeling inside me grow and grow. “I think I gotta go now” my voice came l more shaky then I had intended. Before Natasha could say anything I had already freed myself and ran off feeling as if I would melt if she had her hands on me a minute later. Leaving Natasha standing there utterly confused.

Sweat runs down my forehead as my hips keep rutting against the pillow between my legs like I was a bitch in heat. Soft whines and whimpers falling from my lips as I tried my best to make this feeling stop. Why did she have to make me feel that way? My hips got faster as I grew wetter and wetter and I felt my release coming in sight. I was in a trance only realizing how far gone I was when I moaned her name. I didn’t realize what I had done until I could hear the screeching noise of my door opening. I tried my best to cover my nude form with a blanket but it was to late. Natasha already had that smirk on her lips as she quietly closed the door behind her locking it “I’m so sorry- I- I” I tried to stutter something out “It’s okay bunny, you’re a girl with needs” she approached my bed with slow steps like a predator its prey “I can help you with your little need down there. Just say yes and I will make it all go away”

My eyes were still avoiding her tall form trying to hide my ever growing blush. I wanted her, I really did but could I do this with the friend of my father? “I want your help” my voice was still shaking. Natasha kicked off her leather shoes and crawled over to me taking my chin making me look at her. She kissed me passionately still hovering over my smaller form she pushed her tongue inside my mouth dancing with mine remained her dominance over me. Her wet kisses move down my neck searching for my sweet spot. She proceeded to nibble and softly biting at my skin. She strong hand pushed me back down onto my pastel pink sheets making sure I stay put. She sat up next to me unbuttoning her linen bluse revealing a red lacy bra “What do we have here uh?” She said in a teasing voice as she pulled the blanket from my exposed body her eyes landing on the wet patch on the pillow “You poor girl. All sticky and hot down there and nothing helps let me take care of you bunny” I nodded shamefully making her chuckle.

Her hands slipped over my stomach to my vulvar. Her hand finding its way to my erected clit pocking out of its hood. She began to rub over the slippery bundle of nerves making me yelp. Her fingers being a stark contrast to the rough fabric of my pillow who made my clit so sensitive . I could help but let out whimpers and whines buckling my hips only for them to be pressed down by the older woman “Na Na Na those stay down bunny” she said in a teasing voice. The older women had won all control over me, making me be at her mercy “‘M gonna eat that little pussy of yours. Let’s see if you are as sweet as a peach” she groaned as she got between my legs. She licked a bold strip from the end of my cunt right to my overstimulated clit. Swirling her tongue around it before sucking it. Making me scream. She immediately pulled away pressing her hands over my mouth “Be quiet for me bunny we don’t want your dad to find you here right? Whoring yourself out like the little slut you are” Her words weren’t hurtful, they were arousing me even more. I wanted to be her slut, her whore.

I nodded my eyes screwed shut as she kept licking and sucking at me making me see stars. The coil in my stomach grew and grew. Until Natasha bit down on my clit softly making me squirt all over her neck and chest. She chuckled lightly after helping me through my orgasms “Who would’ve thought my sweet bunny is a squirter” My checks redden and I look at Natasha my arousal still dripping from her chin to her chest “I- I didn’t mean to” She cleaned her mouth with the back of her hand “Oh sweetheart, don’t be sorry that was incredibly hot” she lightly caressed my lower stomach “Now lets get you cleaned up”

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#black widow x female reader #natasha romanoff imagine #natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff x you #black widow x reader #natasha romanoff smut #natasha x reader #natasha x you #natasha romanoff

[talaok]

Our own

Pairing: Joel Miller x reader

Summary: After spending the day with Tommy and Maria, you can’t help but notice how great Joel is with their baby, and a thought sparks your mind.

Listen I’m not gonna sit here and pretend I proofread this ok? I'm an honest woman. You may forgive me or not, either way, I'm going to sleep. Bye loves

The sun was high in the sky, birds were chirping, a soft breeze was flowing through your hair... and Tommy was taking his goddamn time opening the goddamn door.

"I told you you should have gone to the bathroom when we left" Joel chuckled by your side

"Now's really not the time Jo-"

Your next words got stuck in your throat as the sound of the lock opening caught your attention.

"Hey guys, I'm sorry the bab-"

"don't worry" you immediately stopped him, feeling your bladder about to burst "Could I use your bathroom?"

He did a poor job of concealing his surprise.

"Uh-Yea sure, it's right up there on the-"

You flew past him, only half minding where his finger was pointing.

"left" he mumbled, an amused smile creeping on his lips as he let his gaze travel to his brother

Joel shrugged, a similar grin tugging at his own lips "I told her to go before we went out"

__ __ __

You walked out of the bathroom feeling like a brand new woman, ready to face whatever life threw at you, which in this case... was following the sound of laughter coming from the backyard.

What appeared on the other side of the window, was a perfect portrait of a happy family.

Tommy and Maria's smiles were brighter than any star in the sky as they watched Eithan, their baby boy, cradled in Joel's arms, looking almost comically small next to his biceps.

And Joel... Joel had a look on his face you had never quite seen. It wasn't just joy, or adoration... there was something in his eyes, in the way his mouth twitched as the baby's small hands reached for his nose, as he caressed his cheek and willed his hands to act as if he were touching porcelain.

You could not put a finger on what it was, but you couldn't either understand what was happening to you.

A warmth had taken over your chest, cheeks... your entire body. And something was fluttering in your belly, it wasn't butterflies no, it was more like- like bunnies, countless little bunnies hopping in your stomach and twisting and turning your insides.

It was perhaps the first time in your life your body had understood something before you could.

A wave brought you back to reality, to life, to the portrait before your eyes.

It was Maria, Maria was waving at you to come out with them, so, of course, you did, begging your legs not to give up on you as the same strange sensation threatened your every step.

"hey" You managed "Sorry for before"

"don't even bother, I'm used to it by now" Tommy huffed out a laugh, nudging Maria by his side

She rolled her eyes dramatically, her mouth betraying her as its edges turned up.

"Ignore him," she said, "please sit, I've been dying to talk to another human being without having to use a baby voice"

You snorted, taking your place next to Joel at the round wooden table.

"That bad huh?"

"God you have no idea..."

Maria went on to talk, about Eithan about... something, but your attention had moved elsewhere by the time she was done with the first sentence.

You watched Joel softly rocking the baby, the smile on his face, the glint in his eyes, and you couldn't help but think

God, how I wish it was our own

__ __ __

"Are you ok darlin'?"

Joel's voice startled you enough to make you gasp.

You had been in your own head for so long that you hadn't even realized you had walked all the way home.

"yeah, why?"

"you've just been real quiet, 's all"

he shrugged, closing the front door behind him.

"I'm fine- Everything's fine," you said a bit too quickly, walking to the kitchen while purposely avoiding his eyes

The footsteps behind you told you he hadn't taken the hint, and was following you.

"what's going on?"

You reached for a glass and filled it up to the brim only to realize you weren't even a little bit thirsty.

"nothing" you mumbled, setting the glass on the counter and finally meeting his scrutinizing gaze "It's nothing" you shook your head

"sweetheart..." he walked until he stood in front of you "Whatever it is you can tell me, y'know?"

Your mouth opened and closed but no sound had come out.

"I just-" you bit your bottom lip "it's nothing, really, it's stupid"

A soft smirk rose from his lips "Now that I don't believe, nothing stupid has ever come out of that petty mouth" One of his rough fingers went to trace your cupid bow "C'mon now, darlin' what is it?"

"I-" you tried, before retracing immidately "You have to promise not to laugh, or freak out... or do anything that isn't reacting calmly"

He couldn't help the frown creasing his forehead "I promise" he swore nonetheless.

"Ok" you took a small breath.

This wasn't gonna be easy, not with his past, not with everything he had to endure, not with him.

"I-I watched you today with Eithan, and-well-I-" You shut your eyes, unable to take more of his big brown eyes boring into yours

"What, sugar?"

"Well, it- it made me think"

Something flashed behind his eyes

"About what?"

You swallowed the sand in your mouth "About how great of a dad you'd be" you murmured "to our own child"

Now was his turn to be at a loss for words.

He looked at you, so many thoughts, memories, and fears swirling in his mind that he could have fainted, if it wasn't of course, for you, for the expression on your face, for the hope and anxiety painting your every perfect inch.

It was a mess, his brain was a mess, everything was a mess, and yet he'd never felt more sure.

he should have been scared, terrified even, but all he could feel was joy.

"I know it's crazy" you spoke "With what's going on and everything... and I know we already have Ellie in a way... and I know it must be difficult because of what happened to Sarah, and it's completely ok if you don't want to, I understand, really, so please don't feel pressured to-"

"sweetheart"

one word was all it took for him to stop your rambling.

You looked up at him, catching your reflection in the hazel pool of his eyes.

"yes?"

"There is nothing more I'd love in this world than to have a baby with you"

"a-are you sure, b-because as I sai-"

He chuckled, his forehead falling to yours and his hands holding your face.

"darlin'" he paused, a smile on his lips "believe me, I don't think I've ever been more sure of anything in my life"

A breath got caught in your throat as fireworks went off somewhere in your brain.

"Yeah?" was all you could master

"yeah" he laughed, his lips meeting yours in a mess of tears, teeths and laughters "We're gonna have a baby"

#joel miller #joel miller x reader #joel miller fluff #joel miller fic #joel miller fanfiction #joel miller fanfic #joel miller x y/n #joel miller x fem reader #joel miller x you #the last of us #tlou #pedro pascal #pedro pascal x reader #joel miller smut #joel miller x fem!reader #Pedro Pascal characters

[sweets4dolls]

I absolutely adore all the stuff you write for Vox/Val + bunny reader !! If reqs are ok (If they’re closed, pls feel free to ignore!! mb) what about bunny’s first extermination day ? Are they more overprotective in the week or so leading up to it, having to break such bleak news to their naive little bun ? What if she went out without them knowing and came home injured ?

𝑒𝓍𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓂𝒾𝓃𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝒹𝒶𝓎

pairings: vox + bunny!fem!reader, valentino + bunny!fem!reader

content warnings: not proofread (is it ever?), mentions of death

notes: i love writing for this pairrrr <3

they most definitely do not let you outside of the building in the weeks leading up to, knowing how crazy and unpredictable sinners can get during the time leading up the extermination day.

that's how they break the news to you, when you ask them why you can't go out to your favorite coffee shop to grab breakfast

"hey, bunny, so you actually can't go out because there's this little thing we have down here called extermination day where angels fly down and kill everyone they can find so yeah, sorry" vox says

cue you running your little mouth a million miles an hour, tearing up at hearing the mention of people dying as vox just nods, unbothered as this is a normal occurrence for them at this point, and just lets you cling onto him as tears plop down your rosy cheeks.

"mhm, I know bunny, I know"

so frightened by the news, you refuse to come out of your room for the few days before the extermination, no matter how much the pair will say that you don't need to worry because you have them, they'll keep you safe.

valentino probably gets a little pissy at vox because he scared you away into your room, causing him to see you less

they would alternate coming to your room to check up on you, being all doting as they see you all frightened for the extermination

"you really don't have to be so frightened conejito, you have us!"

on the actual day of the extermination, you're at either one of their hips the whole day, to scared to be anywhere else ;(

eventually they sit down to watch the news coverage on the extermination, and since you don't want to leave them, you smush in between the two, your hands over your eyes as you peep through occasionally to see who vox is jeering at, then closing the gaps in between your fingers once finding out it was some unlucky guy who had just gotten stabbed to death.

valentino definitely teases you, poking fun at how frightened you are during the whole ordeal.

"poor baby bunny, can't handle all this gore, can you?" he snickers, making you pout prettily

"go away val!" you cry, lips trembling.

he pinches your side, making you yelp and jump towards vox, away from him, making valentino laugh and vox scoff.

"don't be scared bunny, besides, they probably deserve it! no one down here is that pure of heart anyways," vox says as his eyes stay trained on the screen. "don't be scared, bun, we'll protect you."

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader #valentino x reader #hazbin hotel valentino #hazbin hotel vox x reader #vox x reader #hazbin hotel vox

[whygalaxy]

Little Bunny

♡⃕ Relationship} Quackity x Bunny Hybrid!Fem!Reader

♡⃕ Summary} “You were found injured, Quackity is forced to take care of you. He ends up having feelings for you, and you end up going into heat."

♡⃕  TW.} Heat; NSFW; Smut; Breeding Kink; Slight Size Kink; Innocent Kink.

♡⃕ Notes} English is not my first language, there may be mistakes. I’m sorry for anything. I'm sorry if this fanfic seems kinda bad, I made it while I was dying (I was sick)

You were found by Sam in the middle of the forest, injured, looking like you had been attacked by some type of predator. You were so small and fragile. A little hybrid bunny, you couldn't stay here alone… Sam felt sorry for you, and decided to help you.

ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🐇་༘࿐

“I’m not keeping her!” Quackity says in an irritated tone while smoking his cigar. Sam lets out an irritated sigh, "Come on Quackity, she's hurt, I can't keep her, I have to monitor Dream!" He counters. Quackity grumbled, rolling his eyes, you were useless to him. You were so small, you looked so fragile, besides being a bunny, what could you do but run and get scared? “Ugh, Right! I’ll stay with her, but if she does anything, I’ll throw her in your face!”

ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🐇་༘࿐

“Thank you very much again, for accepting me Mr. Quackity!” You say, walking behind him like a begged puppy. Quackity rolls his eyes, it was the tenth time you've thanked him… "Okay, whatever…" He says, taking you to his office, you held a bucket with water and sponge in your little hands. “In order for you to stay here, you have to be useful.” He says, as he opens the office door, he turns to you. “You will do everything I say, do you hear me? I don’t want you to leave this office until everything is sparkling!” He says looking at you, you nod quickly. Your bunny tail was wagging anxiously.

So it was done, you obeyed everything he say. Being completely grateful to him for accepting you, you cleaned, cooked, and even ran a bath for him. Quackity hated to admit it, but he was starting to have feelings for you, you were so cute… you always did whatever he demanded, no matter what it was… He enjoyed your company, your innocent and adorable aura always made him feel better.

Everything was going well…

ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🐇་༘࿐

“Hey Charlie, have you seen the little bunny?” Quackity asked, worried about you. Little bunny was the affectionate nickname Quackity had given you. You were always punctual, and when you were late, you always apologized, usually you counted too many carrots in your sleep. But you hadn't been anywhere in the casino all day.

“The little bunny hasn’t left her bedroom all day.” Charlie says innocently. Quackity was thoughtful, why wouldn't you leave your room all day?… Worried, he goes to your room, he tries to open the door but… it's locked… He found that strange, you never left your room locked… " Bunny? Is everthing okay?" he asked, but didn't receive any response.

Worried, he takes the spare key to your room and unlocks the door. He enters and closes the door. Only to find you, totally naked, your little fingers inside your tiny pussy, trying to give you some kind of pleasure… Ah, what a lovely sight… You were in heat…

"Little Bunny?" Quackity calls out, you were startled by his sudden voice. You quickly remove your fingers from inside you, sitting on the bed with your legs closed, your cheeks red with embarrassment as you looked at him, breathing heavily.

“My poor little bunny… you need help, don't you?…” Quackity says in a cocky smile, locking the bedroom door. You nod desperately, tears in your big eyes. You needed him to touch you… Fill you…

He walks over to your bed, sitting next to you. You invitingly open your legs, wanting him to touch you, and he does.

He starts rubbing your clit, feeling how wet you were. So he sticks two fingers inside you, they slide in easily because of how wet you were. You moan, never feeling this stretched, his fingers being so much bigger than yours. Quackity moves his fingers in and out quickly, making you moan and cry. You were so sensitive…

“Quackity… Please…” You beg, desperate to have his cock fill you. You were a needy little thing… He smiles, removing his fingers from inside you, you whimper at the loss of contact. He takes off his clothes, letting out a satisfied sigh when his erection is finally free, you look at his cock, drooling, it was big and thick… It made you want him even more.

He grabbed a handful of your hair, placing your head against the pillow. He grabs your hips, lifting them up and holding them tightly. Your bunny tail was wagging happily, and your pussy was wet in a way that invited him.

So, he shoves hiscock inside your tiny tight hole. You scream in pain and pleasure, having never felt so stretched before, Quackity gives you time to adjust, before starting to fuck you hard. His thrusts were fast and strong.

You moaned loudly with pleasure, very sensitive due to your heat. Quackity's thrusts were strong, his cock constantly hitting your bruised womb, threatening to enter at any moment. He grabs your bunny ears, making you cum, since your ears were so sensitive.

“Quackity!” You cry out, your hot walls squeezing his cock tightly. This pushes him to the limit. “I’m going to cum!” He groans, you let out a moan, desperate to be filled, "Please! Come inside me! Fill me!" you beg him to cum inside you. So he does, cumming inside you, filling your womb.

Quackity pulls out of you, releasing your hips. You fall onto the mattress, completely exhausted and tired. Quackity does the same, falling to your side, he catches you and pulls you into his chest, grabbing the blanket that was on the floor and covering you both. Both panting and sweaty from the intense activity.

“Thank you… Thank you…” You whimper, snuggling into his chest, your bunny tail wagging happily. Quackity smiles, placing a kiss on your forehead. “You’re welcome, my little bunny.” he says with affection in his voice.

"I love you…." You say, smiling starting to sleep on his chest, feeling loved and protected in his big strong arms. He laughs, thinking you're an adorable little thing, you were so small, you fit perfectly in his arms. “I love you too… My little bunny”

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#quackity x reader #quackity smut #quackity x you #dsmp #las nevadas #quackity fluff #bunny hybrid #breeding k1nk #size k!nk

[gglitch1dd]

A Wishful Time- Pt 6

Omega Katsuki x Alpha Eijiro x Omega Reader

Context: In the peaceful village of Yuuie, you and your best friend, Katsuki, hope to catch the eye of the Alpha of your dreams. Kirishima Eijiro.

Note: This story is OMEGAVERSE. This story takes place in a historical non modern setting so please take note of that when it comes to the jobs in society that the characters take and how they act. Bakugou Katsuki is an OMEGA. Reader and him are AFAB but there IS NOT smut this chapter.

WARNING: Warning: Death, sickness, plague, fainting, coughing, mention of BLOOD, pregnancy

[Masterlist]

You walked forward, your mating tie wrapped around your neck as you did so. You were careful as you stayed on the dirt path that led up to the white farmhouse. The fields not too far away had Alphas working in the sun as to tend to the large fields of vegetables. Although it was windy and slowly becoming more and more cold as winter was coming in, the sun was still warm during the day.

Standing under the shade looking over to the nearby forest was a large green haired Alpha. His freckled skin was tanned from all the long hours he spent from working in his family fields. His hands were calloused and hard and yet he was one of the sweetest Alphas that you had ever met.

You lifted up a hand and waved over to him. “Afternoon Izuku!” You called out.

That took his attention as his eyes moved to you. A gorgeous smile moved to his face, dimples to his cheeks as he turned to look at you as you moved to stand under the shade with him. “Y/N, afternoon.” He tipped his hat off in respect to you.

You handed him a basket of milk cannisters that you had brought over. “Here you go! Your mother told me that neither of you would be able to get milk today.”

At the reason for your visit, you watched his green gaze soften. “Well aren’t you just a sweet little thing. Thank you.” He said sincerely making you smile as he took the basket from you.

You looked up at him before glancing at where he was looking before. “What’s going on?” You asked.

Midoriya let out a heavy sigh as he furrowed his eyebrow. “There’s been reports of a sickness moving around the village.” He spoke lowly, something clearly bothering him. You nodded your head with hum, having heard about it through Takeo who seemed just as concerned about it too. People were falling sick out of the blue and it seemed worse than the common cold and more contagious too. You had heard Inko and Yua talk about it and how they were trying to make more tonics and elixirs to try and ease what might become something big around the pack. “I fear it might have been due to the rabbits.”

You looked to him shocked. “The rabbits?”

He nodded his head. “Yah. They were all dying for some unknown reason and at the time, Shoto and I had come to the conclusion that no one should eat the rabbits till we weed out those who seemed to be sick.” He let out a sigh as he put down the milk cannisters. “It seems like someone didn’t listen. I fear it came from a rabid wolf that was in the area not too long ago. It bit one of the bunnies before we killed it but it must have infected the poor thing with something.”

You listened to the tall Alpha speak. He was the one who bred most of the bunnies in town. At first it was an unintentional thing, the rabbits always having found their way to the Midoriya farm due to all the vegetables growing there, but sooner than later, the bunny population seemed to grow. You also knew that Izuku cared for the rabbits deeply and it was also a bonus that the rabbits high numbers helped in the winter when prey was sparse but rabbits were many and able to feed the village through the winter.

Izuku looked to you. “But don’t you worry about it. Thank you for the milk.” He gave you an appreciative look. “Now you get straight home. I think it’s best we all isolate for a while, till the sickness leaves.”

You nodded your head. “I think that might be for the best.”

“Yall got that little vegetable patch back home, right?” He asked as you started to walk back from once you came.

“Yep!”

He smiled as he waved over to you. “Don’t be shy if you need anything. We’re neighbours now!”

You smiled at that and waved back. “Alright! You keep well, okay!”

You did exactly what he said and made your way back home. You were going back home regardless, considering that you still had some chores to do and you couldn’t leave Katsuki to do it all by himself (despite what he thought).

It had been a three months since you, Katsuki and Eijiro got married and you honestly couldn’t be happy. The three of you were like three peas in a pod. You loved your two partners and they loved you as well. Eijiro was busy often with being head of the Kirishima farm now and keeping up with all the cows too, however having him come home to the both of you was all you could ever hope for, especially since you were practically always together on the farm regardless.

You walked up the dirt road, waving to Yua who was taking the washing to go hang on the lines. You made quick strides to head to the house on the left which belonged to you and your two husbands. You entered the house, placing down your basket before exiting out again. You moved to the side of the house where you knew Katsuki would be sitting doing the washing. You saw the blond Omega standing up from the stool he was sitting on, hands to his back as he stretched.

You smiled as you neared him but that’s when you saw that he seemed rather tired. “Katsuki.” You let out as you neared him.

His crimson eyes flicked over to you, his eyes half lidded. He gave you a gentle half smile. “Your back from the nerd’s farm?” He asked.

Despite his attempt at trying to make you smile, you quickly moved to cup his face in your hands. “Katsuki, you look tired.” You let out worriedly. He stood in some long overalls and a shirt pushed up to his elbows, showing that he had no intention of leaving home today. You put a hand to his forehead, but you didn’t feel a fever coming on.

He pushed your hands away with a soft hiss that was nonthreatening to you. “I’m fine. Really.” He told you. “Just feeling a bit more tired than usual.” He put a hand behind his neck as he rubbed there.

“You should go back inside, I can finish this.” You ushered him towards the direction of the front door. “I don’t need you fainting of exhaustion, Kattie. You go rest up, I’ll see you inside.”

Katsuki let out a grumble. “Says you, who was feeling nauseous this morning.” He moved to kiss your cheek but he left, listening to you.

You were grateful that he didn’t put up a fight. You had been nauseous this morning but you just brought it up to the amount of work you had been doing lately. You reached down to grab clean washed clothes out of the tub as you were going to wring them out and put them on the line. It would take a while by yourself but if it meant that Katsuki got to rest for a bit, it was worth it to you.

You were so busy putting the clothes on the line you didn’t notice the large hulking Alpha that came up behind you. Large hands went to your waist as a kiss was put to your neck. You let out a surprised chirp as an amused rumble came out of Eijiro.

You chuckled as you leaned back against his large body, that made you seem dwarfed. You put a hand to the side of his face, noticing a soft prickly signs of a stubble coming in. “Hello there Eijiro.” His rumble grew louder as he pulled off the tie around your neck, allowing for your scent to be free. He kissed you over your mark before lapping his warm tongue over it, making you shiver. “How are you? How’s Merigold?” You asked about Takeo’s favourite cow.

Eijiro let out a low chuckle. “She gave birth this morning. A little girl.” He told you. You looked back at him with an awe expression making him laugh. He looked up, looking around for a moment. “Where’s Katsuki?”

“I sent him back inside.” You told him honestly. “I think he’s a bit drained, so I wanted him to get some rest.” Eijiro’s eyebrows furrowed in worry but he nodded his head in agreement to your decision. “But you…” You moved to touch his face again. “We need to trim this prickly face of yours.” He let out a grumble. “Uh uh, no complaining.” You gave him a pointed look which only made him frown with a grunt. You shook your head at the giant baby that was your Alpha. You moved to hang up the last towel before taking him by the hand and taking him inside. It was around about lunch time and so he was probably hungry.

Once you entered inside you noticed that Katsuki had made sandwiches but was nowhere to be found. You moved to sit down Eijiro on one of the chairs. You glanced to the door that led into the bedroom. In the nest hugging a pillow was Katsuki who seemed fast asleep. He had deep breaths as he seemed so deep in sleep. You furrowed your eyebrows. Katsuki never normally took naps, not by choice. You wondered if he was sick with whatever Izuku was talking about earlier.

You moved to grab a bowl and a cloth, moving to put it on the table next to Eijiro. The large Alpha already had half a sandwich in his mouth as he ate happily. You weren’t surprised. Eijiro and food often went hand in hand. You moved to go grab the blade and fill the bowl with water as you headed back over to him. You took out the soap. Eijiro was stuffing his mouth with the last of the sandwich.

You slapped his hand away from the plate of sandwiches, making him whine. You moved your hand to direct his face to look up at you. You carefully moved to the water and soap and made easy work of soaping up the bottom half of his face. As you took care of shaving off any small black hairs, you admired the Alpha that was sitting before you. His round ruby eyes that only had space for you and Katsuki, his strong jaw and powerful look. Even his long black hair that was tied into a pony. You loved your Alpha. You loved him so much it was almost unbelievable to think that you only got married three months ago.

You put the blade in the soapy water again, looking over his chin. You felt over his cheeks, noticing he was now nice and smooth. You smiled. “Much better.” He let out a low rumble as he reached up to place a kiss to your lips. You giggled but purred back down at him. You grabbed a cloth and wiped his face. Eijiro grabbed a sandwich and stuck half of it in his mouth, glad to have something to eat again. You chuckled at your hungry bear of a man.

A knock went to the door, making you turn to look at the door. You got up from a top your Alpha’s lap and walked over to the door. You opened it to see Inko. The older Omega looked out of breath as she looked to you worried. “Y/N…”

“Inko.” You quickly moved to hold her, as you helped her inside. Eijiro turned to look at the both of you, his eyebrows raising in surprise. You sat her down carefully and quickly moved to grab water and pour it into a cup for her. “What seems to be the matter?” You asked her confused.

Inko looked up at you with her green eyes filled of concern. “… We… we have a problem…”

Katsuki moved to soak the cloth in lukewarm water. Blood soaked in the water out of the cloth. You were busy carrying around elixirs that would take pain away. The room was filled with the sick that had developed symptoms of the new plague that seemed to be spreading around. You handed it to an exhausted Inko who was sitting beside an Alpha that seemed too pale to be alive.

Your eyebrows furrowed as you moved to crouch beside her. She stood up and took the bottle that you had just handed her. She shook her head, silently telling you that he didn’t make it. “You and Katsuki can go back home and tend to Nameer.” She told you, her voice muffled by the cloth she had over her mouth and nose. “I’ll send for the both of you once it is your shift again.”

You nodded your head to her, and turned around to go fetch Katsuki. He was now at the bedside of another victim. A small little pup who was sweating, her eyebrows furrowed as she gave a cough too great for her own body. You could tell from his furrowed blond eyebrows that he was worried for her. You moved to put a hand on his shoulder. He turned to look back at you. You motioned for the both of you to head out.

He looked back down at her, his hands tight around her little hand as she struggled to sleep. He let go of her and stood up, following you out. The both of you washed your hands at the door, making sure to scrub until your skin was raw. You walked out towards the house next door that served as a place to change out of the clothes you wore when nursing. You and Katsuki were silent, not having anything more to say and also not wanting to open your mouths where not necessary. 

Once changed, you both walked side by side heading home, holding hands. It was silent in the village of Yuuie. People locked inside their homes, some with sick and others just afraid to catch whatever it was. The air was stagnant and inactive with nothing but the soft sound of coughs and quiet cries. Already too many people had passed in your small little village, especially weak little pups that didn’t stand the chance.

The both of you went straight home to find that Eijiro wasn’t there. It made sense, considering he was probably with Akari. You both put down your bags and headed straight to Akari’s home which was across the street. You moved inside of the home, noticing the two young boys that sat in a nest quietly, watching as their sire watched from outside the door to her bedroom to where her Omega lay sickly.

Eijiro turned to look back at the two of you. He slowly shook his head, indicating that it wasn’t looking good.

“How is he?” You asked as you and Katsuki walked closer to the two of them.

Akari didn’t even look at the both of you as she focused on her Omega who had laboured breaths. Eijiro sighed as he shook his head. “It’s not going well. He’s very weak. Ma went to go get honey for him to try and eat since he hasn’t eaten anything.”

“Still?” You asked trying to hide your worry. He nodded his head. You knew what it meant. Nameer had stopped eating which meant that he’d only continue to decline. You frowned as you moved to head towards the open door but your arm was tugged. You turned to look back at Katsuki. Katsuki was frozen to the spot for a second his head down. “Katsuki?” You asked softly as you neared him.

Katsuki didn’t answer you immediately. He slowly lifted up his head to look up at you. There was a small bit of panic on his face before you saw his face fall for a moment. Crimson eyes started to roll to the back of his head as Katsuki started falling. Your eyes widened in shock before racing to catch him just in time.

“Katsuki!” You let out urgently as you held him in your arms, struggling to hold his dead weight. You didn’t have to struggle for more than a second longer as Eijiro quickly came to sweep the blond into his arms.

Eijiro had his eyebrows furrowed in confusion and worry. You quickly moved to put a hand to Katsuki’s forehead. He wasn’t hot and he didn’t have a fever which was a good thing but the fact that he was unconscious scared you. Katsuki had never fainted before in all his life. You tugged on the cloth by his mouth allowing him to breath freely. You were worried for him. “What’s wrong with him?” Eijiro asked eagerly.  

You shook your head. “I don’t know.” You let out worriedly as you checked his pulse. “Take him back to the nest.” You looked up at Eijiro. “I’ll come check on him soon. Send your mother his way or Tamami.” Eijiro looked down at him worriedly, his blond Omega looking and feeling so lifeless in his arms.

“Eijiro.” His oldest sister looked to him seriously. Akari motioned for him to leave her black eyebrows cross with him. “Go. Make sure he’s alright.” Eijiro nodded as he moved out of the home. You looked up at Akari who watched him leave before turning to where his own Omega was. You followed her inside. She walked slowly inside, nothing but a few candles lighting up the room. Akari sat down next to him, taking his hands in hers. “Nameer.” She let out lowly. “My rock and earth.”

You carefully walked over to him, adjusting the cloth by your mouth. You moved to get a fresh cloth and wipe the small bits of blood from Nameer’s lips. The weak Omega opened his eyes as he looked to you. His brown eyes moving from you to his Alpha.

A weak smile moved to his lips as he looked to Akari. “Alpha…” He whispered. “Y-you’re her-” A cough interrupted his speech.

You moved to grab the cup of water nearby and moved to help sit him up just slightly. He winced with a soft cry. Akari looked helpless as she looked between you and Nameer, wide ruby eyes unable to blink in fear that she would miss something. Supporting your fellow Omega you helped him drink water. “Don’t talk.” You told him lowly. “Save your strength.”

He shook his head as he looked up at you. “I… I don’t have much left…” He whispered. He turned to look back at Akari, trying to squeeze his smaller hand with hers. Akari took off her hat as she moved closer to him. “My love…” He gave her somewhat of a smile. “T-take care o-of the pups, okay?”

At the tone of her Omega Akari shook her head, a frown on her face. “No. no, you can’t do this to me Nameer.” She said adamantly. She tightened her hold on his hands as she moved closer. “Nameer, I need you. You’re my everything. You’re the air which I breathe-”

“Alpha…”

“What about the pups! What about me? You can’t do this to me and the boys!”

“Alpha…”

“NAMEER! DON’T LEAVE ME!” The large Alpha had her head down as tears streamed from her eyes, her head was buried down in the blankets that made up her Omega’s nest. She seemed inconsolable cries brimming out of her giant figure as she refused to look up at the looming future.

A soft purr came from Nameer’s chest as she kept a hand on his Alpha. He smiled down at her as he barely managed to pull his hand away and put it on Akari’s head. “What a silly p-prospect.” He let out with a smile, borderline a small laugh but you knew that he stopped that due to the pain it would have caused. “After death… I’ll be waiting…” He managed to say but his breathing became heavy and it seemed hard to continue.

Nameer looked to you. You nodded as you moved to leave the two of them be. This would be one moment that they wouldn’t be able to get back. You could only pray that it would be a peaceful one and one that wouldn’t plague Akari for the rest of her life. You left the room, closing the door.

You moved to leave when you noticed the room next door. It’s where their boys were. You pushed open the door to see the two small sleeping pups. The eldest boy, a boy with curly black hair like Nameer but looked so much like a Kirishima like all Kirishima pups do, had his arms wrapped around his younger brother who was but a pup a few months old. You walked into the dark room, pulling a blanket over them to make sure they wouldn’t catch a chill and fed more wood into the fire place before leaving them be.

You left out of the home going to go check on Katsuki. You looked up to the moon in the sky with a heavy breath, hoping that another person wouldn’t be taken out of your arms again. You entered the home to see Tamami heading towards where you were coming from your bedroom.

Her eyebrows raised in surprise. “Oh! Y/N!”

“Hey Tammy.” You gave her somewhat of a smile. “Where are you off to?”

“Mama said I should get this to Nameer.” She motioned down to the honey in a vile. “I think it might just-” You hated to burst the faith she had but you put a hand to her, stopping her from speaking. She looked up at you confused.

You shook your head with a gentle smile. “Give him and Akari some space. He’s… he’s near heaven’s embrace.” You tell her softly. Her face fell at the statement. You saw her bottom lip wobble as she tried to fight off any sign of sadness. You gave her a soft loving purr as you pulled her into your arms. You brushed down her head as you comforted her.

“Sorry.” She whispered.

You shook your head. “It’s okay.” You tell her softly. “You’re allowed to be upset.” You told her honestly, pulling back to look her in her face. You brushed a thumb over her soft cheek that was round with still a bit of pup fat. “How about you go to bed. It’s late.” You tell her gently.

She nodded her head. “Okay.” She put her forehead against yours before leaving, walking back to the main house.

You let out a stuttered breath before walking to your bedroom that you shared with Katsuki and Eijiro.

“I’m fine.”

“You fainted, Katsuki!”

You entered to find Yua stood up from her chair that was beside your bed. Katsuki was awake and seemingly arguing with Eijiro who seemed very worried. He looked down at Katsuki as if begging him to understand his point of view.

Katsuki looked to you before motioning to the big Alpha. “Y/N! Please tell this big oaf that I’m f-” You hugging him interrupted his sentence as you held him tightly in your arms. Your grip was tough as you cradled his head trying to fight off tears. Katsuki eased as he looked at you, realising how scared you must have been. he wrapped his arms around you. “I’m okay. Just tired.” He told you softly.

He heard a sniff come from you. “Why didn’t you tell me?” You whispered.

Katsuki paused before letting out a heavy sigh. His hand moved up and down your back as he tried comforting you. “I thought I could manage it.” He informed you.

You let out an upset hiss that only made him chuckle. You let go of him as you moved to stand next to Eijiro. He put his hands on your shoulders, an attempt to calm himself down more than you. However to all of your surprise, Yua just giggled at the three of you.

She found such young love amusing, it reminded her so much of her and her own Alpha. “Don’t worry, Katsuki will be just fine, he just isn’t allowed to help out anymore with the sick. He should stay in here till all this has passed.”

“What!” Katsuki sat up as he looked over at the redheaded Omega. Both you and Eijiro pushed him back down with one hand making him chirp in surprise.

You stepped closer to Yua with a worried look. “How come?”

She giggled again. “It’s nothing bad really.” She told you as she moved to close the little satchel she brought with her. “He’s just pregnant.”

At the news, all three of you stiffened. You all turned back to look at Katsuki.The blond Omega was frozen for a moment before turning to look at you. He didn’t give any indication of how he was feeling before looking up at Eijiro.

The large Alpha ran to him, wrapping his arms around the blond Omega. He let out a loud laugh as he held Katsuki in his arms. “Katsuki!” He shouted as he laughed, tears in his ruby eyes as he found the whole situation funny and yet blessed. “Oh thank heavens.”

Katsuki had his arms slowly relax against the giant Alpha. He then looked up at you. Tears in his eyes. Katsuki never thought that he would have the honour of bearing a child so quickly, especially since the Bakugous were known not to have many pups. You saw the overwhelmed feeling within him and brim up too much for him to handle on his own. You chuckled as you walked to his other side and sat beside him. At your presence, Eijiro had pulled you into the hug making you laugh.

You placed a gentle kiss to Katsuki’s face. “Look at you, Kattie.” You teased softly. You cupped his face as you looked down at his face. “Bringing something so special.” Your voice was so tender it made tears slip from Katsuki’s eyes as he sunk into you and Eijiro’s arms.

But then he realised something. “Hold on!” He pushed back against you and Eijiro. He moved to wipe his eyes with the back of his arm before looking to Yua. “B-but what about Y/N?”

“Katsuki…”

“No.” He turned to look at you adamantly. He frowned up at you with that frown that you found absolutely adorable (much to Katsuki’s anger). He took your hands in his. “We had a plan. We were supposed to do everything together.”

“And we still are.” You tell him as you raised his hands to your chest. “Your pups are mine and mine are yours no matter when we have them. It’s okay, Katsuki.” You tried assuring him.

Katsuki frowned with a pout on his face before turning to Eijiro. “Alpha do something.”

Eijiro looked down at Katsuki with wide eyes. His ruby eyes turned to look down at you and then back to his mother. He raised a hand to the back of his head with a confused grumble, not entirely sure what he was supposed to do. He motioned to his mother vaguely and then motioned to you and Katsuki. With that he nodded his head in satisfaction.

Katsuki squinted as he glared at the Alpha who just so happened to be the sire to his pups. He wondered how dense he could possibly be. You giggled knowing that everything, at least for your little family, would be just fine.

-Glitch1d

#mha x y/n #kirishima x reader #bakugou x reader #bakugou katuski x reader #eijiro x reader #omega bakugou x alpha kirishima #omega bakugou x reader #omega bakugou katsuki #alpha kirishima x omega reader #alpha kirishima x reader #alpha kirishima #alpha kirishima eijiro #poly kiribaku x reader #bnha #mha omegaverse #tw death #tw: pregnancy #tw blo0d #tw pregnancy #tw sickness

[bakubunny]

Sharing with the class :)

CW: Daddy Kink, Dumbification

So this was meant to be short but I kinda just went off bc I lowkey started using this as a way to practice smut so tell me how I did maybe thanks 👍

So um—

I've been thinking about Joe finding out you have a daddy kink—

So like imagine you're in the middle of being railed by this giant man right? After a few orgasms you're struggling to even think properly anymore. He has you in a full nelson, tears staining your cheeks, your body burning hot to the touch as he so effortlessly manhandles you and moves you up and down his length, just how he wants. Maybe sometimes grabbing your hips while keeping your legs hooked over his arms to make you grind on his cock. Maybe all of this is after you doubted that his dick was that good to his face. So obviously he had to prove you wrong by making you cum over and over again until you can't think or speak properly, all while he hasn't cum once. He's probably saying the most condescending things in the sweetest voice he can manage.

"Mhm... that's it sweet thing, can't think anymore, hm?"

"That's alright... you don't have to speak, just let yourself be a slut f'me princess. You don't have to fight it anymore, you can just let yourself go f'me."

"You don't need to try to be so defiant," he clicks his tongue in mock pity. "You shouldn't need to think that much. Poor baby... must be so hard. Don't worry sweetheart, I gotcha now."

"You think I've proved myself to you yet? ...Hm? I don't hear an answer... guess that means I should make you fall apart on my cock a bit more, huh? Then you might be able to come to a conclusion."

So imagine, because your brain is so numb at this point, you slip up and let a small, "D-Daddyyyy~" out. He'd clock it immediately, slowing his pace just a bit. "What was that Lovely?" He peeks over your shoulder, the biggest smirk on his face because, he knows what you just said. Of course he does. You think he hasn't heard it before? He's been called it many, many times. He just wants to hear you say it again. Needs to hear Little Miss 'adamant about him not being that good in bed', finally breaking because of him. "Wh-What?" You turn your head and lazily blink at him. You don't even know what you just said at first. "What did you just call me, Doll?"

You try your best to think about what just happened and when your fuzzy brain finally catches up, your eyes go wide and your face goes red hot. You turn your gaze away from him out of shame. "I need an answer, Pumpkin." He starts pulling out the petnames that are sure to get you to crack. "D-Daddy..." You say, your voice sounding more shy than you'd want it to. "That's right. Such a smart girl.~" He praises, pulling out a certain voice, just to make you break even more as you feel your face burn. "S-Sorry..." You whisper, to which Joe snorts. "Oh man, first you call me Daddy and now you're apologizing for doing it? Man I must've really broken you. Who knew that firecracker I met a few hours ago could turn out to be so shy.~" He teases.

"It doesn't bother me Sweetheart. Trust me...

...I'm used to it."

Ok byyeeee! Have a fabulous day Bunny! 🥰

miz. i am speechless. utterly and completely broken.

i would wait and try do form a coherent thought on this but i don’t think i can. i am a puddle.

@dcsiremc @neon-gothicc get tf over here i’m dying

#i’m not a joe girlie i’m not i swear #bunny: still in denial #miz: denial? what’s that? 🥰 here u go bunny #so flustered that i - i - #bye #full nelson is a bit much for a girl like me but i can be convinced #on fridays we share with the class #sk8 #sk8 smut #kojiro nanjo #kojiro smut #x reader #f!reader #tw daddy kink #💖

[shuichi1-1]

How would the agents react to you actually dying on a mission.

This is not proofread!

Characters: Fade, Harbor and Sova

Warnings: Death, mentions of injuries and grieving.

Sova

He locks himself away in his bedroom, only ever goes out if its nessecary.

Way more quiet if he is out on missions and more strict while training.

If anybody mentions your name, he gets pissed off and tells the person to not say your name.

He will overwork himself tracking down the mirror agent who killed you

He doesnt understand why Sage cant revive you and blamed it on her, but she understands.

When he visits his grandmother, all he does is cry in here embrace like a little kid.

He knew this job meant risks but he didnt expect you to take such a huge one and dont make it.

He keeps a picture of you on his nightstand and when he is lonely, he talks to the dark sky while holding the framed photo.

He would have bittersweet conversitations with Brimstone, as he was like a father to you, about the things you liked to do and your silly habits.

I imagined him as an animal lover, even though he is a hunter, he cares about animals and has a snow white bunny. He believes that the little being misses you too, wondering where youve been gone.

He would panick and blame himself for forgetting your voice, if it wasnt for the picture he has, would he forget your face too...?

He doesnt have the courage to pick up his bow for a while, thinking of you anytime he uses it.

He wont ever be in love again.

He thinks of everytime he had scolded you in training, every little or big argument you had, and blames himself that he couldve been more of a man and be kinder.

"I would give anything to be with her once again and hold her in my arms... Why did it have to be her?" He chokes out between his sobs as his grandmother softly strokes his hair. Shes trying to calm him down but it doesnt seem to work, so she lets Sova cry it out. In all honesty he imagined you several times, married, with kids possibly two, hes a family guy. He dreamed of teaching his son, or daughter the tricks of hunting in the cold motherland.

He will never really get over you.

Fade

She was preparing a gift for you as she heard a knock on her dorms door, expecting you to stand there with a smile on your face and kissing her, not Sage with a depressed face and torn clothes.

She goes silent and all emotions disappear from her face, a dark aura sorrounded her and poor Sage had terrible nightmares after.

She was always a woman of a few words but after your death she doesnt speak a thing, only snaps at someone who is annoying her.

The whole team has nightmares for months but none of them are brave enough to talk to her about it.

Sage delivered her the matching evil eye ring that she gave you on your first anniversary and she keeps it in a box together with hers.

She goes crazy on the mission after, destroying the battlefields.

She often thinks at the times you did Henna together, the way you smiled when she gave you matching items.

She has several pictures above the bed but she cant look at them for too long because she gets emotional.

She thinks its silly but herself and even the cats she owns, doesnt lay on the side of the bed you used to.

When she grievs, her cats all look behind her shoulder and she feels a strange sensation there, she likes to think that youre still looking out for her and the felines can see you.

"Seni öldürenin ölmesinden başka dileğim yok aşkım/I wish nothing but death upon the one who killed you, my love.. Ill revenge you and torture them a hundred times more painfull." She says while a single tear fell down her face. She stands in a dark room, filled with cameras and the mirror Cypher sitting anxiously on a chair in the middle. She rips his mask off and all followed was painfull screams and so on. None of the agents had the courage to ask, and the mirrors didnt show up for a while.

She spends her life grieving for you.

Harbor(couldnt find a gif)

He most likely experienced loss of loved ones but yours was a surprise, seeing you were an agent and could handle yourself.

It had been 2 years since he joined the protocol and your one year anniversary, that day you and him were out on a mission on Split and he left you alone while rotating to the other side.

He didnt notice you not catching up, after a while he heard a scream and smoke coming from A site heaven.

He rushed there with his wall up and gun out, but all he saw was you trying to breathe through the coughs.

Only emotion on his face is a sickly worried one, hes panicking and calling for Skye to heal you.

Back up didnt arrive on time and Skye was too injured to heal you.

He felt your heartbeat stop and you died with a smile on your face, in his arms.

He shouted your name several times and screamed, that scream made everyone want to cry, it waa full of sadness and loss.

He never seemed to have a real smile after, he tried to keep his golden retriever energy but it never seemed to be the same

He just couldnt accept that you were dead, he hoped you were just away and will come in through the door one day and smile at him once more.

But that didnt ever happen.

"Riptide, i know you are just joking. Please come home now, its not funny anymore. I utterly miss you, come back to me finally.. Its my fault, isnt it?.."

He laughed while clutching the clothing on his chest and tears pouring down his face, his hair was a mess and he was holding onto the plush you always slept with. He cant look at phoenix without seeing that smug smile while the mirror him left the fire lit place you died at.

You were the fire girl to his water boy, now hes alone again.

I apologize if Harbor and Fade is ooc but ive never written for them, im sorry ;;

#valorant x reader #valorant #riotgames #sova x reader #kayoxreader #harborxreader #harbor x you #fade x reader #sova x you #gaming #riptide #lol #character x reader #headcanon #fanfiction #x reader #yoru x reader

[queen-dahlia]

𝐆𝐢𝐥𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐯𝐨𝐧 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐧

𝗠𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗥𝗼𝘂𝘁𝗲 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝟭𝟯 𝗛𝗶𝘀 𝗣𝗢𝗩

Note: Translation is not 100% accurate. Expect grammatical errors.

// : alternate translation

If one were to ask which is more difficult: dominating people through violence or making compromises through communication,

It would definitely be the latter—trying to resolve everything through communication would be more difficult.

The little rabbit knows this, but she has not given up on communication.

And I've made up my mind that I'm not going to get involved in anything but violence,

On the contrary, she is willing to endure violence.

It may be a perfect score for the woman with the most beautiful heart in Rhodolite.

But I feel sick looking at her.

(… I made it happen, but I thought you would break sooner.)

Succumbing to people's violence and giving up on communication because it is impossible, the little rabbit herself becomes tainted with malice.

The pure white heart is now dyed black, and the "Final Judgment" is over.

But it was not easy to do so. The little rabbit is brazen.

(But…)

I stood in front of the little rabbit's room and gently opened the door.

As expected, there was a little rabbit lying on the bed and crying.

No matter how beautiful your heart is and how noble your beliefs are...

A heart stabbed with malice can't be okay.

(… A villain never misses a vulnerable prey, right?)

I hide my presence and sneak up on Little Bunny to look into her face.

Gilbert: "Wow, you're crying. Poor thing."

Emma: "!?"

The little rabbit, seemingly unaware of my presence, froze like ice.

Gilbert: "You must have let your guard down. But too bad, I wouldn't leave such a fun situation unattended."

The little rabbit raised her upper body and covered her face with her hands.

Perhaps she didn't want to be seen so much, but she was red all the way to the tips of her ears.

(… So cute.)

Gilbert: "I was waiting in front of your room, making sure my presence went unnoticed."

Gilbert: "Oh, and I am here to remind you about the cookies. You promised me 1,000 cookies, right?"

Emma: "… Please wait five minutes."

Gilbert: "As much as you want. In the meantime, I'll look around your room."

Emma: "No, please don't!"

Gilbert: "Didn't I let you look around my room before?"

Gilbert: "I wonder if you have something to be so flustered about."

Gilbert: "But don't worry. Even if you have embarrassing proclivities, I will still accept you…"

Gilbert: "I'll keep quiet about it to the people around us. …Maybe."

Emma: "I have no such proclivities!"

Gilbert: "Then there's no problem if I look around, right?"

The purpose of visiting the little rabbit's room was not just to make fun of her crying face.

(… Yeah, I knew it.)

Feeling a sense of discomfort, I open the book lightly on the desk.

A dangerous needle was attached to the bookmark, and I retrieved it without being noticed.

(The violence is getting worse. …I should probably nail them down soon.)

(Anyway, this guy... yep, I'll kill him.)

All the malice directed towards the little rabbit is managed behind the scenes.

What kind of action is likely to occur, and what real harm is done to the little rabbit?

They don't even know they're dancing in the palm of a trampling beast.

Gilbert: "Have you read this?"

Withdrawing my evil schemes, I pointed to the black book so as not to seem unnatural.

It was a book I had given to the little rabbit on a whim earlier.

Emma: "Yes… I read halfway through."

Emma: "I thought about it again, but the main character of that book is amazing."

Emma: "Confronting the insidious crimes in the court many times…"

Emma: "No matter what obstacles stand in her way, she keeps looking forward and never cries or looks down."

Emma: "She had a dazzlingly pure and beautiful heart, and even the people around her were inspired by her…"

Emma: "… I don't think I can do it."

Gilbert: ". . . . . ."

(I see... so that's what the little rabbit thought.)

(Certainly, I may have been too virtuous and lacked a sense of humanity.)

Gilbert: "The girl in the book might have cried, too, just not written down, you know?"   //   "The girl in the book might have been crying just because it wasn't written, right?"

Gilbert: "Even a girl with a beautiful heart has troubles and pains. It's natural because she’s human."

Gilbert: "… It's just that the author missed it."

Gilbert: "I've been imagining a girl who smiles happily every day, but I just haven't gotten to the deepest parts of her life." **

Emma: "I... see."

Gilbert: "That's right."

(After all, you must see the real thing in person.)

(This haul alone was worth the trip to Rhodolite.)

I turn my back to the book and once again wrap my hands around the crying face of the little rabbit.

She looked awful.

But somehow, I didn't think it was ugly.

Gilbert: "Honestly, I thought you were a young woman who never cried."

Emma: "… I do cry too."

Gilbert: "Yeah, it seems so. But you care about others and hide it."

Gilbert: "You keep killing your heart by saying "I'm fine"…"

Gilbert: "In the end, you will become a beast like me."

Emma: ". . . . . ."

(Saying "I'm fine" isn't okay.)

(… Just like I used to say, "It's okay" every time I killed someone.)   //   (Same as me, who used to say, "I'm fine" every time I killed someone.)

If you fake the pain of the wound, you will soon feel nothing, and even "okay" will become unnecessary.

If you don't feel pain, you won't cry.

Gilbert: "Crying means you are still human."

Gilbert: "You should take such good care of yourself."

Gilbert: "If you keep lying that you're fine, then I'll see... okay?" ***

(You shouldn't become a beast.)

(—No, wait... It's contradictory.)

(Why am I comforting you?)

(I'm the one who cornered the little rabbit, and I'm looking forward to seeing if she turns into a beast.)

(I would have rather thought about catching up or something…)

Something is preventing the evil schemes of the trampling beast.

I can't figure out what that "something" is, and it makes me feel uncomfortable.

(It's like I'm resisting myself. …It's weird.)

Gilbert: "Hey, do you want me to comfort you?"

Emma: "N-No…"

Gilbert: "Where do you want to be bitten?"

Emma: "What kind of comfort is that!?"

I tease the little rabbit in order to get rid of the discomfort that has built up.

The tears seemed to stop as we exchanged light banter.

I unconsciously breathe a sigh of relief when the little rabbit bites me as usual.

Gilbert: ". . . . . ." 

Emma: "Prince Gilbert?"

(… I should have made you cry more.)

(Ah, but it's unpleasant to see you cry for other people's malice instead of mine.)   //   (Ah, but it's unpleasant to see you crying from the malice of others and not of me.)

(I'm sure that's what this is.)

I pinch the soft cheeks of the little rabbit.

Although the tears had stopped, they were still wet.

Gilbert: "It's boring. You've already stopped crying."

Gilbert: "I thought it was funny to see you cry."

Emma: "Forget about it!"

Gilbert: "Ahaha, who are you talking to?"

Gilbert: "Come on, let's go, Little Bunny."

(… Let's distract ourselves by eating.)

I open the door and prompt the little rabbit to make cookies.

In doing so, I thought I heard a small, inaudible murmur.

Gilbert: "…? Did you say something?"

Emma: "No, nothing."

Emma: "Just… thank you."

Gilbert: "My kindness has bad intentions, okay?"

Emma: "Still, I feel a little better. I feel like I can do my best again tomorrow."

Gilbert: "… You do that a lot."

Emma: "I cried, but I don't want to give up."

Emma: "And besides, it's a good thing that Prince Gilbert came to Rhodolite…"

Emma: "As I thought, I want you to fall in love with me."   //   "After all, I want you to like me."

Gilbert: ". . . . . ."

For a moment, I forget to fix my expression.

(What... is one of the reasons you endure that malice so silly?)   //   (Why... is one of the reasons why you endure such malice so desperately such a silly thing?)

(To a beast that has lost its love, it's all nonsense.)

Gilbert: "Is that what you were thinking?"

Emma: "… I was thinking. I wanted you to like me so much that you wouldn't want to trample Rhodolite."

(I see... the little rabbit was secretly harboring such a purpose…)

(… Maybe I'm getting so uncomfortable and inexplicable right now.)

(I just don't want that to happen.)   //   (But that's a problem.)

(… That's the only thing I can't accept.)   //   (… I just can't take that.)

Gilbert: "It's up to you, Little Bunny. Good luck?"

(If I'm really starting to like you...)

A new malice is rapidly growing.

It was an unexpected move that had never been planned before.

(I have to control you so that I can "like" you… right?)

#サイバード #イケメン王子 #ギルベルト=フォン=オブシディアン #ikemen prince #ikemen prince gilbert von obsidian #ikemen prince gilbert #ikeprince #ikeprince gilbert von obsidian #ikeprince gilbert #gilbert von obsidian #ikeprince jp #ikepri jp #ikeprince translation #ikepri gilbert route spoilers #ikemen prince spoilers #ikeprince spoilers #ikepri spoilers #dahlia's bad translation

[sunnyrosewritesstuff]

Day 4- Oakenshield: Prince or Thief?

Today's fic was for 'New Plot Bunny' and I'm actually super excited about this one!

Oakenshield: Prince or Thief?

Rating: T

Warning(s): N/A

Ship: Bagginshield

Words: 2229

Summary: Robin Hood AU; Everyone knows the story: After King Thrain took his best warriors, including Crown Prince Thorin, only to be slain by the orc forces in Khazad-dum, his advisor, Lord Smaug, was placed in charge and all the lands of Erebor suffered. Fortunately, rising past the oppressive tyranny was the one and only Oakenshield, to rob from the rich and give to the poor. In reality though…that’s not quite accurate. For one thing, there are actually two beings claiming to be ‘Oakenshield’ with vastly different objectives, and then there’s the small problem of them not being aware of the other until Bilbo comes across a rather interesting Company of dwarves in Mirkwood.

Bilbo plopped himself on a fallen log somewhere on the outskirts of Mirkwood Forest. His hands crossed over his knees, and his eyes glued to the rolling hills of the Shire just to the west while his mind wandered far away. How could everything go so wrong in such a short amount of time? He was almost too exhausted to cry. No, that fled with his anger as the Sheriffs were physically pulling Bilbo away from his home, and his rotten, evil cousin-in-law. 

Gandalf plopped down beside him, for once having nothing to say as he pulled out both their pipes. He began to bang them against each other, trying to share the last scrap of pipeweed between the two before lighting the ends and handing Bilbo his own. Bilbo didn’t smoke right away. He was too wrung out for even that pleasure.

“Why did this happen, Gandalf?” He asked, his voice rough and thick.

The old wizard took a deep inhale of smoke before blowing it out into a simple ring. The fact that he didn’t transform it into fantastic shapes said more than enough about the state of things. Bilbo finally allowed himself a smoke of his own, matching the ring with one of his own.

“The King and his son never returned from war.” Gandalf stated simply enough.

Bilbo snorted. “The former dying at the latter’s hand is how I heard it the two days I was invited to stay in their prison.”

Gandalf gave him a soft, apologetic look. “I would have gotten there sooner had I known…”

Bilbo waved him off. It certainly wasn’t Gandalf’s fault that he had fled the Shire the moment after his mother’s funeral to wander the world. It also wasn’t his fault he returned to find his properties claimed by Otho and his snake of a wife, Lobelia. No, Gandalf wasn’t to blame for the state of affairs Bilbo returned home to. Bilbo did blame King Thrain though, for leaving for a war Erebor and its surrounding provinces didn’t want. He blamed Prince Thorin, whether he killed his father or not, for not being able to come home and take care of his people. Mostly, he found himself blaming Lord Smaug. Who took over Erebor in the absence of its monarchy. Who seemed to believe taxes and rewarding the rich was more important than seeing to the basic needs of every citizen. Who stripped a land of justice and moral obligations, turning Bilbo into a criminal overnight just because he had the gall to speak the truth.

“Where do we go from here?” Bilbo asked softly.

“Rivendell is and always has been a sanctuary to those in need, and Lord Elrond would welcome you once more into his halls. Regardless of your…current status.”

Bilbo gave him a fond, but exasperated look. “You seem to forget, my friend, that any status of mine you now share. You can’t break someone out of jail and expect not to be labeled an outlaw as well.”

“Oh, I doubt the Shire Sheriffs were all that interested in keeping you there for the long term. Hobbits I find are remarkably resilient beings, and I think the western reaches of our dear kingdom won’t see the aftereffects of Smaug’s rule until later down the road. The capital, however…they spoke of Smaug employing orcs to be his tax collectors and law enforcement. Dale, Esgaroth, and Erebor will all suffer much greater and much quicker.”

Bilbo felt shivers racing down his spine at the thought of those bloodthirsty beasts being anywhere near civilized society. Gandalf was right. Rivendell was outside the reaches of Erebor, and the elves’ magic kept it protected. He should get out while he still could. He tampered out the last bit of ashes collected at the bottom of his pipe as he stood and gave a large stretch. The sun was just beginning to set, drawing his eyes back to the rolling green hills of his home. It’s not like he had anybody to worry after him, not really anyways. He had neighbors, tenants, cousins he would speak to every once in a while. Nobody would really miss him if he disappeared for good. Did that mean that they deserved such a fate as Otho and Lobelia, carrying out the orders for Lord Smaug?

“We can’t go to Rivendell.” He declared. “I don’t know what I can do besides probably get myself killed, but we can’t leave things like this, Gandalf. It’s wrong.”

The old wizard chuckled before slowly pulling himself up as well. He placed a hand on Bilbo’s shoulders, his eyes twinkling brightly.

“I hope that you never stop ceasing to amaze me. Your courage may be exactly what the kingdom needs reminded of right now.”

Bilbo snorted. “They need a hero. But sure. A couple of outlaws like ourselves, I’m sure we can work up the muscle for a little poetic justice. After all, a hobbit and a wizard? We’ll just have Smaug quaking in his boots.”

“Let the powers to be hear the name Bilbo Baggins and feel true fear!” Gandalf teased him.

Bilbo laughed as he turned and started to trudge his way into the forest. After all, he was granted the title of Elf-Friend. Surely Thranduil would have no objections to him staying for just a little while. Until he could restock on supplies and have a solid idea of where he was going.

“You know I was thinking about that.” Bilbo mentioned. “What if I used an alias? Something the people could chant and might not give away my…hobbitness quite so much.”

“What did you have in mind?” Gandalf asked.

“Well, the symbol of my house is an acorn. I was thinking maybe ‘Oak Something’. Oak Branch? Oak Protector?”

“Oak Shield?” Gandalf offered.

Bilbo curled his lip and scrunched his nose. “Maybe.”

Gandalf laughed. “Bilbo, my boy, I have found when it comes to epithets, you don’t choose them as much as they choose you.”

***

(Eight months later)

Thorin hacked at the undergrowth of the forest aimlessly listening as Nori continued to rattle on about what he heard at the local tavern. It was all the same in his mind. Smaug bleeding Dale and Esgaroth dry. Azog letting his orcs slay any who try to oppose them. Thieves and outlaws becoming more commonplace every day. It was a sting to Thorin’s pride, but given the circumstances, there wasn’t much he could do about it. At least at the moment.

“So then they got off on the subject of ‘Oakenshield’s Company’ and get this! The lot of them have it in their heads that we rob from the rich to give to the poor now. As if we’re not struggling ourselves.”

The rest of the Company burst into laughter.

“Don’t you know lads, it doesn’t take much coin to lead a resistance.” Gloin guffawed. 

“Aye! Our swords never chip, and our hammers never splinter.” Dwalin roared.

Thorin couldn’t help smirking at how much enjoyment the Company was getting out of this particular rumor. It never fails that after performing a job, their name gains traction amongst the villages. Using the epithet that Thorin had earned during the War in Khazad-dum, ‘Oakenshield’s Company’ were the only ones left to stand against Smaug’s tyranny. Except on days like today. As far as Thorin was concerned, false accounts kept them safe. 

“So we find another orc pack to stop, and everyone’s singing our praises again.” Fili stated.

“Aye! None of this ‘not killing stuff’ either.” Kili tacked on referring to another one of the odd rumors circling about their group.

Thorin smiled at the beaming duo more than grateful he was able to get them out of the castle in time. Dis had known Smaug would see them dead before letting them be a potential threat to his claim to the throne. Dis staying behind to feed him information was still a decision that haunted his every waking moment. Luckily, she seems to be handling herself well, so far. 

They were almost back to their makeshift camp for the night when something out of the ordinary began to register with Thorin. Something he hadn’t realized earlier thanks to the Company’s racket. The forest was quiet. Thorin held up his fist, his other hand clinging to Orcist tightly. Everyone stopped, immediately becoming defensive. The oppressive silence weighing heavier now.

“What do you think it is, Thorin?” Balin whispered.

“I don’t know.” He responded. “Feels like an ambush though.”

An arrow whizzed by his ear, landing a solid ‘thunk’ into the tree behind him. Thorin’s eyes darted the direction it came from, catching a shape gliding along the branches. His lip pulled back in a sneer. Elves. Another came from a different direction, and Thorin rolled out of the way of the perceived attack. Only it wasn’t that at all. He spun around at the cries from his Company as a large rope net triggered by the two arrows hoisted them three feet into the air. The tangle of limbs made it nearly impossible for anyone to grab a weapon to spring themselves free. Seeing the tie that held them aloft, Thorin moved to cut them down only to stop at a knife against his throat.

“Decent reflexes, but not enough, Love. Now be a good dwarf and drop your weapon.”

Every muscle in his body tensed at the idea of a surrender, but knowing there was at least one more out there, Thorin let Orcist fall to the ground. The Company watched the exchange in bafflement, and Thorin didn’t quite understand why until the figure moved in front of him. He blinked in surprise, but his attacker remained the same. It wasn’t an elf at all, but a hobbit!

The hobbit smirked as he produced a length of rope already tied into a set of cuffs. He raised an eyebrow, indicating for Thorin to put it on himself. He felt his jaw grind down at the sting to his pride, but could see little else he could do at the moment. He allowed the hobbit to bind his wrists, and due to the knife still at his throat, let the burglar back him all the way up to the nearest tree. The hobbit threw the end of the line up over the branch. Thorin felt it tighten, pulling his wrists over his head, and when he looked up, he saw a blonde elf securing it. Well, at least his instincts proved true about his accomplice. Once the hobbit was certain of Thorin’s helplessness, did he lower his blade.

“Well you are proving to be a very accommodating captive. Do you do this often?”

“You’d be the first who dare attempt it.” Thorin responded.

“Ah.” The hobbit grinned before leaning in to whisper in Thorin’s ear. “I’ll be sure to take it nice and slow then.”

An uncomfortable heat settled on Thorin’s cheeks before traveling south to pool in his stomach. He wasn’t quite sure of the hobbit’s intentions, until he pulled back holding Thorin’s coin purse. The dwarf glared at him as he shook it next to his ear before placing it in a loop on his belt. The hobbit tipped his green hat towards him.

“A pleasure doing business.”

There was a cry from one of the dwarves, and Thorin craned his neck over the hobbit to see there were now two elves, quickly and efficiently relieving his Company of their valuables. The red headed elf had reached towards Ori’s beads though, and before Thorin could make his threats, the hobbit spoke up.

“Not the beads, my friends! After all, we have no need to dishonor these fine dwarves after all their help today.”

“As you say, Oakenshield.” She replied, bowing her head.

Thorin’s jaw dropped, not sure what surprised him the most. The fact that they were actually going to leave them their beads. The fact that this hobbit was their leader. Or the fact that this was the one who's been using his name! The off-the-wall rumors. It was because of this thief. 

They finished robbing them, and once the hobbit was satisfied, he turned back to Thorin with a bow.

“If it’s any consolation to you, this will be going to five families with young ones in Dale. Once again, thank you for your cooperation. Please enjoy the rest of your stroll through Mirkwood.”

The hobbit latched onto the blonde elf who joined the red haired one in the trees, and just like that they were gone. Thorin struggled against the bonds holding his wrists when a knife, the very one used to threaten him, went slicing through the air, cutting the rope holding him against the tree. He brought his hands down so he could rub his wrists and ponder the most unorthodox bandits he’s ever met.

“Well that could have been worse.” Bofur exclaimed cheerfully, breaching the silence.

A last arrow sliced through the air to hit the rope holding them up as they collapsed in a pile of groans and complaints. Despite everything that happened, Thorin found a smirk pulling at his lips. No matter how angry he wanted to be, he was actually rather impressed by it all. Rob from the rich to give to the poor. Thorin found himself wanting another meeting with this impersonator, and this time…he’d be ready for him.

#birthday plot bunnies #the hobbit #bagginshield #robin hood au #new plot bunny

[clarajohnson]

the magicians s1e8

I AM NEVER GETTING OVER THE MIC DROPS

eliot waugh is an underrated mirrorball character

my hatred of mike can't really be overstated... he is more obstacle than man to me

"this is quentin, this is alice, they are nerds"

the circles under alice's eyes are a major part of her charm to me

alice quinn asking if quentin is in love with her after approximately one week of fucking, insisting that she wouldn't have had sex with him if she wasn't a wild animal, being disturbed that she can still smell him... Your Honor She Does Not Like Men. also she's autistic.

okay gretchen is adorable why don't we see more of her

hell is real and it smells like axe body spray

THE MIKE BUNNY INCIDENT IS SO FUCKING BAD

dear quentin i'm giving up magic thanks for nothing and go fuck yourself

bad marina outfit

further watching of episodes i've forgotten may change this feeling but i do get a sense that marina was interested in julia in a not entirely self-serving way. in another life they were partners in every fuckin sense of the word.

poor eliot "things aren't usually worth caring about" waugh putting his outfit-choosing energy into a little gremlin renfield when quentin is doing his best (terrible) impression of margo just to help him

RICHARD !!!!!! MY FRIEND RICHARD

"who said that?" "some dick"

if i was there i would've thanked alice for bringing flashcards

it is so crazy that eliot first tells the indiana story to fucking mike but "becoming me was the greatest creative project of my life" is a wonderful line so i can almost forgive it

watching a show after selecting a blorbo is crazy bc i'm watching a tragic scene of a man who's lost his magic and i'm thinking sucks to suck :/ shouldn't have told q to go off his meds

the knife wielding mike does is kind of like anti-choreography

penny don't call the medical professional treating you "woman" challenge

"i'm not here to feel any better" kind of a total summary of eliot's character

richard calling hedge tattoos "ink" is so charmingly youth pastor of him

my feeling is that most of penny's ripcord speech to alice is based in a personal hatred of q but i also do like that he'd care about alice enough to say it

(q voice) no better time to info dump about international politics in my favorite children's books than while penny is dying

honestly q takes the "fillory is real" news in stride, considering the person that he is

on my first watch and again now i find what julia is doing MUCH more interesting than the brakebills storyline. also there's something incredibly appropriate about her praying to a harvest goddess her first time.

they're FUNGIBLE. YOU'RE FUNGIBLE.

god these people have boring most prized possessions

the jane reveal blew my fucking mind my first watch, then for her to fucking DIE immediately after? that's the kind of insanity that makes you believe in this show

HOWEVER, fuck you all magicians writers for punishing eliot for opening up by making him kill his first serious partner

i love love love alice's checkerboard door and i do not believe that she is enjoying heterosexual intimacy behind it

#unauthorized magicians rewatch #the magicians #text

[foundinfantasy]

Not a Modder (Just like to think creatively)

THE SIMS 4 HORSE RANCH

These were ideas I had before the pack came out with just knowing we were getting horses, nectar making, and mini-goats and sheep and just thought of how much more they could've done.

Tabletop dancing -> broken arm, leg, drunken antics, ie consequences

Bulk -> sell to bars, shipping, packaging, (carton of eggs, wine, boxes of apples), (personally would like to see cat and dog food as a purchasable item, cans and bags and tupperware)

Scouts update - > fundraising, bake sales / cookie drive, and horse camp

Lasso -> toddler to elder, child+ competitions

billiards -> social activity for teen+, random outcome, betting, pool hall

motorcycles -> we have bikes, wouldn't this basically be the same animation without the moving feet.

Rodeos - > with zero pixel animal abuse - social event and competition (using mechanical bull riding) at a saloon lot type with saloon doors

glasswork, ironwork, stones -> gold or stones from river, mining, making horseshoes, glassblowing, bead-making

any indigenous gameplay?! Sage harvestable, burnable, craftable sage, weaving skill, dreamcatchers, totems, blankets, books/conversing with sim about culture - > beads, jewelry, knitting addons - > crafting table

horse plow -> attachable wheel barrow to mass harvest all

mischief and politics -> new protests, new policies, and the urban legend of cowtipping

petting zoo - > update to barn to free llama and cow, ability to lock bunnies in, employee a fox, [just adding snakes and lizards]

nectar making - > should've been in mws - winetasting, order bottle during meal, blends, nameable, snob interactions and/or moodlets about the notes, make box wine [low, get drunk quick quality],

stare down - > rude introduction

pianola - > upgradable to play on its own [even though not historically accurate] - > ability to play piano drunk

MY IDEAS AFTER THE PACK WAS RELEASED (and I've spent like two days in game, not bored just drawing out that single drop of gameplay) - this is mainly where the "not a modder" comes in as I have no idea how easy or difficult it would be to add these things.

First off, lock that dance behind a skill or something

A Wandering Cowboy Mod - a cowboy NPC shows up randomly at my doorstep, is he hurt, is he friendly, is he a burglar, is he here to start a quest???

^^^ same concept but Alien Crash landing

Horses that steers goats/cattle back.

Ability to lead horses

Horse betting / mini game (make my rich sims poor)

Obvi, wild horses

Ability to brush teeth and/or an actual horse bath

Horsegirl books, toys, interactions,

Holster gun match with chances of misfire, with either possibly dying, etc, (historic version of this too)

Gunslingers and Bounty Hunters

obvi, Unicorn things; could be cool if used to cure all sickness/alignments from other mods and/or resets their age and/or work like Father Winter.

Bank Heists

A fiddle or banjo.

Ability to craft all the furniture with woodworking table.

Falling off the horse -> consequences

Replace in-game harvestable grapes with debug grape vines

Dual riders, teach to ride for children, romantic kiss where one sim is on the horse and the other is standing below them, lift onto horse to kiss, thrown over the horse and taken, watching stars together while sitting on horses

Nothing to do with westerns but the rocking horse mod made me want a rocket ride coin machine mod

Add with more thoughts later.

#also where are the trailer townies

[magic-of-camelot]

Will and Radagast.

I had this random theory about Will and rabbits, but then I finally watched the Hobbit movies and met Radagast and oh boy was I excited to see that Radagast provided evidence for my theory haha.

I've had this idea for a few months, but I only now have the motivation to write this on my phone at midnight before I go to bed. I'll revisit later and add screenshots. I'm always worried my ideas have already been said but hey ho let's go.

Now, most, if not all, people are aware of the theory that Will, being a cleric, has IRL healing powers. We also know that Will knows how to use a gun. Something Lonnie will have taught him since he is the one who taught Jonathan.

My original idea:

When Lonnie taught Jonathan how to use a gun, he took Jonathan hunting. Lonnie then made him kill a rabbit. Something we can logically assume he tried to make Will do, too.

I say "tried" because there is just no way Will would have killed that rabbit. No matter how much Lonnie screamed and pressured him to do it. I truly believe that Lonnie got so frustrated with Will, who I imagine would have been crying his eyes out, that Lonnie just killed the rabbit himself right in front of Will (or severely injured it to the point where it was not dead, but dying).

This obviously traumatized Will a lot and caused him so much grief in that moment, and that poor little kid, unknowingly healed/brought that rabbit back to life. Lonnie saw that little bunny run away - the bunny he just killed and oh boy is he confused. This could be the beginning of Lonnie's suspicions of Will or even the catalyst of Lonnie contacting the lab and the lab keeping tabs on Will.

The parallel to Radagast:

Then I watched The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey.

Radagast is a wizard. And "Radagast" is the password to Castle Byers.

There is the obvious parallel between Will and Radagast where Will has his little wooden Castle Byers secluded in the woods, and Radagast has his wooden house secluded in the forest.

When we first meet Radagast, he is in the forest, panicking. There is dark magic infiltrating the forest and the creatures in it are dying. Radagast sees Sebastian, a hedgehog, dying from spider poison that has been infected with dark magic. Radagast takes the hedgehog into his house and tries to heal him. At the same time, giant spiders (hi henry) surround the house and try to get in. The hedgehog dies* on the table. But Radagast uses magic and heals him back to life. And the spiders leave.

(*before writing this post I did some research and it seems like there is uncertainty as to whether or not Sebastian actually died at this moment, or almost died. I read the scene as he died here because that's how it looks like to me. But at the very least, he was definitely dying and it's possible that Will's rabbit was just injured. So the paralell still stands).

Both Radagast and Will use their powers to bring an innocent woodland creature back to life that was murdered by a dark/evil being.

Described by Gandalf, Radgast is a "gentle soul who prefers the company of animals to others. He keeps a watchful eye over the vast forest lands to the east. And a good thing, too. For always evil will look to find a foothold in this world."

Both Will and Radagast are gentle/sensitive people. They are both very compassionate.

Because of Will's connection to the Upside Down (and the possibility/theories that the Upside is his mind or he creates it), Will is honestly the best person to keep an eye on what is going on there. He still has a link to the hivemind, to Henry, and the shadow monster. He knows it the best. Keeping an eye on things can also link to Will's truesight and his postion as a spy.

And like Gandalf says, evil is always looking to secure itself in the world. Exactly like how we ended season 4 - the evil infiltrating and gaining position into the world.

What I love about this is the double parallel here. Because not only would this be a parallel between Will and Radagast, but it would also be another parallel between Will and Henry. Them using their powers on a rabbit, but the motivations/outcomes being completely different.

#will byers #will byers has powers #cleric will #stranger things #stranger things parallel #well a potential parallel #will has healing powers

[blakeshaw-oracle]

NEW KISS AND TELL UPDATE NEW KISS AND TELL UPDATE THEY ARE GAY YOUR HONOR!

OKAY SORRY IT TOOK ME A SECOND TO ANSWER YOU BUT HERE I AM-- softboar if you see this no you don't

⚠️ FIC SPOILERS START BELOW ⚠️

I don't know where to start--

Between the ghost boys all bickering between each other over bunny names and Finney fighting for his life at the dinner table 😂 I can't tell which part was my favorite. (I'm still dying to know what name ends up getting chosen 👀)

But really, getting to see more of the other boys' personalities through their interactions with each other is really fucking cool! I thoroughly enjoy it whenever they're all present!! (Griffin is slowly becoming a favorite, ngl)

I don't even need to mention the Robin call; ya'll already know lmaoo-- Poor dude. He is going through it, no doubt. I'm choosing to believe that he picked up the phone in a panic to get Finney to stop thinking about Al 😌 (I am delusional)

Then the meatloaf scene... My twitter feed was full of people saying they got blue balled by a fanfic and I just knew. We all share a single brain cell, what can I say? Nevertheless, I am very excited for all future updates of this fic!! (But, of course, I didn't need to tell you that lmao)

- εϊз

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[inquixotic]

post-fight, dejan & seb, day 24. 

dejan bennani

the moment he reaches seb, dejan places a hand on the other's shoulder. "hey. you good?" dumb question, but it was the best opener he had.   @maddox stan / seb / inquixotic

sebastien cassidy

he's pacing, adrenaline still pumping and the roaring in his ears only dimming slightly with time away from josh. his head snaps to dejan, some snide remark ready and immediately dying when he sees it's not one of the others. "je pourrais tuer l'homme," he fumes. and part of him really wanted to hit josh into next week. "sorry. i am good. enculé." seb pauses in his stalking back and forth to look up at dejan with a frown. "did that look as bad as i think it did?"

dejan bennani

he raises his hand making an 'i come in peace' gesture. " hey. estas bien. hiciste bien." is it silly to speak spanish at an angry french man? yes, but love languages are supposed to be similar to one another right? right? "you're good. i get it. took a lot of willpower to step away." dejan is about to take a sip of his drink, but instead offers it to seb. he looked like he needed it "for you or for him, 'cus i might be a little biased here."

sebastien cassidy

he doesn't know enough spanish to know exactly what dejan is saying, but he thinks bien means good. "having willpower fucking sucks. i want to knock his teeth in." sebastien hesitates, before taking the drink and taking a long drink from it, before handing back the half empty glass. "thank you," he mutters, not intentionally being ungrateful, just very pissed. "i do not care how he looks." his hand rakes through his curls, feeling himself begin to calm down with more time and space. "i was not wrong, was i?" despite dejan saying he might be biased, he doubts anyone else will be able to remove their friendship lenses of josh to tell him whether seb was in the wrong there.

dejan bennani

" honestly, i kind of wanted that too." no point in lying about it. " i'm glad you didn't though. would have hated seeing you go home for teaching raving rabbid a lesson. " shoutout to josh's bunny teeth. dejan takes the half empty glass back into his hand before giving seb an acknowledging nod.  to be honest, dejan isn't sure what to do to calm seb down. isn't even sure he even wants to. kinda likes seeing him get all riled up. still, he wastes no time giving seb a (hopefully) reassuring reply. "nah, man. josh was the one that took shit too personally. you were just trying to keep the peace when josh decided to insult you. he's a... what did you call him? conrad? "

sebastien cassidy

he lets out a bark of laughter. "i am glad it isn't just me. though i think it'd be a better show if you hit him." in josh's defense, he hasn't really done anything that wrong, he just manages to piss seb off so easily. "he is not worth it, i know." he definitely thinks dejan just said rabbit, but he still thinks it's funny. it's weird, knowing dejan was the ex, but not seeing the side that is supposedly so bad that it pissed romi off, who even seb hasn't really managed to get to. it makes him curious. "connard," he repeats, the tiniest of smiles appearing. "asshole, motherfucker, shithead. cabron, i think." his spanish pronunciation is piss poor. "not my most creative. i did not know you do not like him, though."

dejan bennani

he gives seb’s arm a small, playful tap with his fist. “ hey, if i was a betting man, my money would have been on you. that guy is all talk but no bite.” also in josh’s defense, he’s real cute and dejan is just an asshole. “ he might not be worth it, but seeing you and nana stand up to him definitely was. i don’t think it’s fair to make her public enemy number one over a dumb comment like that. ” nevermind the fact that he actually agrees with the sentiment. “ my theory? anyone genuinely pissed off is just insecure about where they stand with their partner.” easy to talk when he wasn’t currently paired up with anyone. “ connard.” he tries to repeat, though his accent is also quite shit. seb’s attempt to say cabronbrings dejan to chuckle. " yeah, cabron. i think i read somewhere that the french accent comes from the back of the throat while spanish came from the tongue.” he shrugs, resisting the urge to make a nsfw joke. “nothing wrong with sticking with the classics.” another chuckle escapes him when his dislike of josh comes up. “ he’s a boring straight white guy.” that wasn’t the reason for his disdain but he felt like it summarized it to a degree. he turns his attention towards the direction of the lounges, “ i think him and naomi are a joke. kinda think rhys is too after all of this. ” he looks at seb again, “ sorry. i didn’t follow you to make you listen to me bitch about them. i came to see if you were okay.” he smiles, “ maybe i can help you ease some tension. ”

sebastien cassidy

he chuckles, not sure that is the truth — he thinks josh was some kind of athlete. “so far. i do not understand what the girls see.” his nod is in agreement, but he’s also in thought. he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t curious about the context around nana’s remark. and not just because he agreed. “i think it’s clear everyone has said some stupid shit. i don’t know why that’s what sets them off.” a laugh escapes him, both at the insecure remark and pronunciation of connard. “there’s a joke in there somewhere.” he’s still too miffed to think straight (ha) but in better circumstances he’d be hitting on dejan right about now. seb had almost thought it was in his head before, with how none of the others seemed to see how fake they were, but he’s pleased that at least dejan doesn’t think joshomi is thee it couple they seem to think they are. “rhys is just josh’s lap dog. he’s always on his friend’s side. i would not fault him for loyalty if it were anyone else.” it’s been long enough that he’s almost calm again, nerves not quite steady yet but much closer. something about the way dejan said tension made his eyebrows raise, a slow nod and a half step closer to dejan, giving him plenty of time to move if seb is misreading his words. “i do not know about that, but i’m sure you could take my mind off it,” he smiles in return. “what did you have in mind?”

dejan bennani

“he’s pretty. i’ll give him that much.” goddamn dimples. “but he’s as thick as a brick. maybe that’s just in high demand nowadays” dejan grins when the other brings up the joke. good to know his mind isn’t the only one in the gutter  ( lolol ) seb’s words on rhys bring dejan to offer a an understanding nod “that’s fair, I suppose.” he says i suppose because if there is one thing to say about dejan is that the man is down to his very core… a petty bitch. still, he knew he had no actual reason to dislike rhys aside from being josh’s friend but even dejan wasn’t THAT petty. but nevermind that. nevermind anything else aside from the fact that seb took a step closer at dejans proposal. how could he think of anything else aside from the very angry, very attractive man in front of him? “a couple of things come to mind.” he downs whatever is left of his drink and places the cup down before hooking his thumb at the general direction of the gym “if you still want to punch something, we could have a little training session.” he looks around, almost as if to get an idea where everyone else in the villa is. “doubt anybody is using the hot tub right now. we could grab a bottle and make our way over there. or…” dark brown eyes turn their attention back to seb. only this time, they sported a mischievous glint. “we could help each other improve our accents. see just how good your throat and my tongue are.”  the words hang in the air for a moment only to be followed my an innocent smile. as if he hadn’t just muttered a hell of a slutty line . “up to you.”

sebastien cassidy

“you’re more generous than i am.” seb did think josh was gorgeous, but he’d never allow him the satisfaction of saying that aloud. “clearly i missed that memo.” dumb as rocks isn’t his type, though — flirting with josh had been a joke before and would likely never happen again. he watches dejan with interest, initially certain that he misread the other man’s intent when he brought up the gym, the hot tub…until the mischief appears, followed by a smile that showed no signs of knowing that he just sent electricity down seb’s spine. he wants nothing more than to wipe that angelic smile from dejan’s face, show him how good his throat really is if he wants to play like that, eyes darkening with desire at the thought. “as fun as training with you sounds,” his eyes flicker to the man’s chest, knowing that in and of itself would be a show. “i’d rather we go up to the terrace and you show me exactly how good your tongue is, yeah.” sebastien smiles back, but his is far less innocent, leaving no room for interpretation on what he was imagining. “my accent needs a lot of work.”

dejan bennani

was it a bad idea for him to go down this route with sebastien , knowing damn well he was planning on taking romi to the hideaway? maybe. was it selfish of him to not care? absolutely. was it going to stop him from? lol no. the thought of sharing a ‘cultural’ exchange with seb was far too enticing to push away. how was he supposed to think of the consequences that this could bring when the other man was flashing him that devilishly handsome smile? whatever little distance left between them is closed by dejan taking one final step. he hooks his index finger under seb’s chin, presses him thumb on his cheek, and directs him to look at him. dejan leans in until their lips are barely touching. “meet me there in ten.”

sebastien cassidy

he lifts his chin and seb could seriously not give a fuck who saw or heard him at this point, with how close they were, dejan barely giving him anything with the lightest brush of a kiss. practically teasing, if not for the promise of more, and the groan that leaves him is involuntary, normally might be embarrassing, but he is nothing if not shameless. especially when he knows damn well that dejan would be back to tormenting romi as soon as he got what he wanted from sebastien. "five," he counters, not the least bit self conscious, his hands slipping below the other's shirt, grazing at the skin just above his waistline.

#sebastien & dejan. #thread: discord. #taking a page from nora and saving 1x1 threads #will have sebnana once completed too

[william-ba]

Blackbird Review

Howdy! I’m slowly going to be reviewing all of the Fazbear Frights stories I don’t already have a separate review for, and this one is for Blackbird! Overall, Blackbird is a very entertaining book that deserves to be seen as a fan favorite. I thought it was excellent, and it’s my second favorite in the entire series.

For my The Cliffs review, go here! For my previous Bunny Call review, go here! If you want to read these in order, go here!

For the rest of the review, keep reading!

Blackbird - This story was extremely good. I really liked Amber and Nole’s relationship, and Sam was a cool guy who seemed fun to hang around. I don’t think I dislike any characters here, all the minor ones were nice and served their purpose and there weren't any negative ones that stuck around for too long. However, I will say that the part with Christine could have been better. It seems rather rushed for the most part, and it’s not exactly the highlight of the story. The Blackbird is really interesting, and I like the idea behind it and that we get to see its creation. Its effects on Nole and its overall vibe really help the story out and make this antagonist really memorable. I really do like this story.

The Real Jake - A family plagued by tragedy. This story is fantastic. The interactions between Jake and Simon are cute, as well as Jake and Margie’s relationship, and the part where his friend tries to break him out is actually kinda sad. If you’re one of those people who haven’t read the story and ignored the spoiler warning, I’d highly recommend you stop right now and go read this story, as the final third is just so devastating. One thing after the next until we reach the sad ending. And the one bit of horror actually fits. Margie has been obsessing over the baby monitor and needing to keep it on her and listen to it the whole story. This sudden moment fits this, as it could just be Margie being delusional. Evan, Jake’s father, really seemed to care and it makes what happens later even more devastating. As for Michael, I never got the comparison between him and Michael Afton beyond the robotic comparison, but he was still a decent character.

Hide-and-Seek - The usage of RWQFSFASXC was interesting and something we’ve been dying to see for a while, and I also thought the kid Toby runs into that can see RWQFSFASXC was interesting although underused and ultimately meaningless. Dan also seemed rather genuine, which makes what Toby does ever more infuriating. And that’s about it for my praise of the story. Toby is unlikeable and him destroying the Hide-and-Seek game was dumb. The story makes it hard for us to particularly like any of Toby’s family. Him and Connor literally fighting each other instantly threw me out of the story. And then the ending. Why did Toby decide victory was impaling himself with the pegs of the game he destroyed? Toby realizing that his poor health wasn’t caused by RWQFSFASXC but by himself and him giving up on the game to live a happier life knowing that Connor truly cares about him and that he’s making new friends with Tabitha would have been better. Overall, I’d say this story was bad.

#five nights at freddy's #fnaf #fazbear frights #blackbird #the real jake #hide-and-seek #BA Reviews #rwqfsfasxc