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worldussysblog · 10 months

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Way Back Home | Twisted Wonderland X Reader/Yuu

Summary: In which Yuu is finally able to go back home, all thanks to Ortho's genius mind and Mickey's help.

Ft.Yuu, Grim , Ace , Deuce , Jack , Epel, Ortho , Mickey (mention) , Malleus (Mention)

Warnings: Book 7 Spoilers , slight mention/implied Malleyuu, Grammatical errors, angst with a happy ending , Gender Neutral! Yuu

English is not my first language so please bear with me!

Thanks to Ortho's genius mind and Mickey's help they manage to connect the mirror in Ramschackle Dorm to your world. Ace, Deuce , Grim , Epel and Jack were all there when Ortho had announced that he and Mickey finally finished Yuu's way back home. All of them are happy for Yuu, happy that their friend who's from another world is finally able to go back home , home a place where they used to belong , a place that's not Twisted wonderland. But despite the happiness they felt for their friend they cant help but feel a sense of sadness unto their chest as the realization hits them like a brick, this is it Yuu is going back to their world meaning there will be no one who will stop the braincell trio from doing anymore shenigans and will save them from getting in trouble with their housewarden.

This is not what they expected to hear as soon as Yuu along with Ortho had called them to meet at Ramshackle Dorm, sure they expect that it must've been about meeting Mickey along with the clues about the other world but not this!, it's not what they have in mind it might sound selfish but they really wanted Yuu to stay at Twisted Wonderland with them and they all will graduate in NRC and Yuu will be there to capture the moment when finally all reached to their goals and dreams and someday in the future after they graduate they all will have their little meet ups, talking about their daily lives and looking back to the times where they all cause troubles left and right during their school days and all of them will be support Yuu when they finally decided to confessed their feelings to a certain dragon and they will all be watching Yuu walking down the aisle as they get married to the love of their life. That's the future they all imagine, a future on whereas they all had reached their happy ending.

But.... looking at the situation they're all currently in , they doubt that any of it will happen considering Yuu is going back home, sure it might still happen to some of them but it will never be the same without Yuu.

"Wahh, We finally finished it!" Ortho happily said

"Yeah, thanks to your genius mind and with Mickey's help Prefect can finally go back to their world" Deuce stated as he smiled but his smile didn't reached his eyes.

"Agreed" Epel and Jack said in unison

"So... you're finally going back home huh" Ace said with a hint of sadness in his voice.

"Not that im going miss you or anything" he quickly added as he wiggle his hands in front of him.

"Yeah sure, what ever helps you sleep at night man" Epel said to Ace

"Huh?! The hell you mean by that?!" Ace Argued

As Epel were about to retort back another voice had beat him to it.

"If you go home, what will happen to me? Will I still be able yo stay here or will I be kick out once you're gone?" Grim said as he looks down on the floor below him with his ears down.

Silence had filled the room as soon as Grim said/ask those words Epel and Ace stops in their tracks and look at him.

"[Ahh that's right Prefect and Grim are counted as one student so there's a possiblity that grim might get kick out since he's not a qualified student]" They all thought as they all give Grim a look of sadness and pity.

Much to their suprise the silence that had engulf the room was replace by a sound of laughter that had come from the Prefect

"HUH?! Why are you laughing?!" Ace Said

"Yeah!!, what's so damn funny huh henchman?!, im here being all sad that you're leaving and thinking about my possible future and yet you're laughing?!" Grim angrily said as he uses his paws to punch your legs.

"Im sorry you guys, it's just pfftt AHAHAEHFUWODJE" Yuu said between laughter while wiping the tears in their eyes. Once you finally stop laughing and started to compose yourself you turned to them.

"So mind telling us why you suddenly laughing?" Ace asked

"It's just that did you all really think that I'm going back home?" Yuu said as they look at them seriously

"HUH?!/EH?!"

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU'RE NOT GOING BACK HOME?!" Ace said while waving his hands in frentzy manner

"Yeah! I agree what do you mean by that? And what about Ortho and Mickey's hard work?!" Deuce added

"Jeez you guys one question at a time" Yuu said.

"Okay, First of all im not going back home because even if i did go back it's not certain whether the people i used to know before being send here is still alive" Yuu added

"Eh? What's that supposed to mean?" Epel Asked

"I mean, who knows? Maybe the time between Twisted Wonderland and My world goes differently like for example what if 2 months pass by here and 5 years had passed since then in my world? Think of it like astronaut who spent 3 months in space and when they go back to land a lot of years had pass" Yuu answered as they shrugged their shoulders.

"Well they do have a point" Jack said, agreeing to what Yuu had said.

"Besides I'm not the type of person who breaks their promise" Yuu added

"And to answer your question on my hard work being wasted , it wasn't wasted because there was never a way to go back home for Yuu" Ortho said as he flew to them

"Huh? Wait what?!"

"No.." Epel said

"Way.." Deuce continue

"HOME?!" Ace yelled

"Ffgna?! What do you mean by that Ortho?!" Grim added

"It's just as what Ortho had said , there was never a way back home for me" Yuu said while chuckling to their self as they look at their friends' faces

"Yup that's right , no matter how hard we work to find a way we can't really find what we're looking for until we finally had come to conclusion that there was never really a way back home for them" Ortho explained

"And besides even if Ortho and Mickey did found a way back home for me , I'm still staying here because i have found my futute here in Twisted Wonderland And that Future is with you guys, I would loce to spend every single moment i have here in this world alongside you" Yuu said as they smiled at their friends in front of them.

*sniffs* *hic* "Ffgnah!! Stop it henchman! How dare you make the Great Grim cry!!!" Grim cried out as he punch your leg with his paws but immediately stops and hugged your leg using your pants to wipe aways his tears.

"I..I agree!! Yer making me lose my cool ya know?!" Epel added as he too aggressively wiped away his tears.

"Im...Im so happy that you're staying here with us Prefect" Deuce stated as tears slowly form in his eyes

"Oh come on now Deuce what do you take me for? Someone aho break their promise?"

"Huh?" Deuce asked confuse about what Yuu is implying

Yuu sighed before replying to their confuse friend ,

"I made a promise didn't I? I promise that I'll be there when you finally get your badge the day you become a police officer" Yuu said while smiling at Deuce

Deuce softly chuckles and being glad that Yuu still remembered there conversation back when he was assign as a stargazer,

"Ahh so you still remember it huh..." Deuce said while giving Yuu a close eyed smile.

"Well don't worry!, I'll make sure to graduate here in NRC as a Honor student and get that badge so i can proudly show if off to you and Mom , so you guys can smile at me and think of how far I've come" he quickly added with a proud look on his face and very determined to keep his word.

Though the wholesome moment was ruin by a certain red hair

"Pfft you should probably study for the upcoming exams before saying that besides with the way how your grades are doing I doubt that" Ace said while laughing

Jack sighs and the shook his head in disappointment at Ace "You really know how to ruin the mood dont you" he said as he watches the scene unfolds already knowing that somethings' about to go down.

Deuce' mood mmediately switches after hearing Ace' comment about his grades

"HUH?! IF YOU GOT SOMETHING TO SAY, SAY IT TO MY FACE" Deuce argued , "Besides you can't be the one talking when you got yourself a 3 hour lecture from Housewarden Riddle after he found out that you failed your history exam!!" Deuce added , and somehow the words that left Deuce mouth irked Ace

"Huh?! You're making that up!! That never happen!" Ace Argued back

The two keep arguing while the others just watch in amusement and some in disappointment (Jack)

"And.... there they go again , seriously everytime those two argue they look like a kids who's figjting over a small piece of candy" Yuu said as they watched their friend argue like little kids

"Ha.. i guess somethings never change huh" Epel said as he chuckles

"You know what? Let's just end this , it's pointless arguing with an idiot" Ace said as he shook his head

"THE HELL DID YOU JUST SAY?" Deuce argued once again

"You guys that's enough and calm down" Ortho said as he tried to break the fight between two idiots

"Hmmph agreed you two are making a mess to our dorm" Grim said

Ace and Deuce look at each other before sighing to their selves

"Fine" they said in unison

"Anyways let's get back to what we came here for, let's go back to the fact that Yuu is staying here with us" Jack said breaking the atmosphere created by two idiots

"I.. I still can't believe that you're staying here with us Yuu" - Epel

"Heh im glad your staying here henchman it will be a pain to find another henchman if you go" Grim said as if he didn't just had a break down when he found out that his 'henchman' is "leaving".

"Well , what are you guys waiting for? This moment calls a Group hug!" Yuu happily said as they open their arms ready for group hug

All of them except Jack quickly rushed to Yuu's side to hug them

"What about you Jack? Aren't you going to join us too?" Ortho asked

"Im not really used to those kind of things" Jack answered

"Oh please don't be like that this is a happy moment" Yuu said as they extend their hand to Jack

"Ugh fine" Jack groaned before joining the hug

The seven friends continue hugged each other as if it's the last time they'll all see each other (quite literally if Ortho and Mickey *did* find a way and if Yuu decided to leave TW).

Bonus:

"You know... since you're staying here might as well confess your feelings to Draconia-senpai y'know?" Ace said

"HUH?! SHUT UP ACE! I DONT HAVE ANY FEELINGS FOR TSUNOTARO!" Yuu protests (they actually had feeling for malleus , they only deny it cause once Ace heard it from them confirming that they indeed held feeling for their horned friend , Ace wouldn't shut up about it and will keep teasing them until they eventually confess )

"Yeah , yeah whatever helps you sleep at night" Ace said while having his teasing grin, "Besides it's so obvious that you have feeling for him y'know no need to hide it hehe" he added

"Continue with that nonsense and I'll tell Riddle that you ate a tart that's meant for the unbirthday party again" Yuu said while smirking at him as they watch Ace face turn pale

"Okay okay i take it back you dont have any feelings for him and that he's only a friend, there HAPPY?!" Ace said

"Even though i know you have feelings for him , i won't tease you about it anymore just don't tell the housewarden about the tart i don't want to be collared again" Ace added

"Good, and yes i won't tell him about the tart but i will tell him about how you failed the history exam.... again" Yuu said while grinning evilly at Ace

"WHAT THE- YOU'RE SO EVIL"

The End♡

Im so sorry if some of the characters are ooc but i hope you enjoyed it!!💓💓

I made this to keep myself busy since i have nothing else to do

#twisted wonderland #ace trappola #deuce spade #malleus draconia #twst #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #disney twisted wonderland #ortho shroud #jack howl #epel felmier #malleus x reader #malleus draconia x reader #angst with a happy ending #angst with fluff #twst grim #twst yuu #worldussysblog

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kaeyachi · 13 hours

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I THINK I HAVE A NEW FAVORITE STORY QUEST, AND IT IS CYNO'S STORY QUEST CH 2

Spoilers Below!

Shameless Cynonari shipping up ahead as well folks ✌️

Ok, I'm just gonna bullet point the entire thing coz I don't have much time (i basically speedran the quest a bit as well) so here are my thoughts:

Cyno and Cyrus then Naphis and Tighnari having basically the same hair is a bit funny to me ngl (but it is cute)

Naphis and Cyrus old man yaoi ✌️ I'll get back to this later but I clocked it early on

THIS QUEST IS BASICALLY A DREAM FOR CYNONARI AND KAVETHAM SHIPPERS. THIS WAS UNREAL PLEASE

Cyrus inviting Tighnari for lunch was cute

Cynonari + Collei probably do a lot of camping trips together 🥺

Collei is also more confident lately! You go girl!! WOOHOO

3 tents...1 for us and paimon...a scene where we see tighnari alone in his...and collei in her own tent...then we find out that cyno left for a supply run and tighnari is already awake...should we be connecting some dots here? (Cynonari shippers come get yall juice)

THE KAVETHAM SCENES IN THEIR HOME WERE INSANELY SOFT AND DOMESTIC. Also, Kaveh sitting on the table is *chefs kiss*

Tighnari was so quick to say he'll run after Cyno. I immediately started sobbing coz wow does he have a fast reaction when it concerns Cyno's safety. He probably would have gone after Cyno alone if we weren't there 😭

Kaveh, Alhaitham, Dehya, Candace, and Faruzan repeatedly telling Cyno to ask for help if he needs it makes my heart soft

Tighnari, meanwhile, doesn't even tell Cyno to ask for help. He straight up just rushes to his side, and that's adorable af. I swear it was starting to look like Tighnari has a one-track mind when it comes to Cyno's safety. Some of his braincells fly off! (good thing he has plenty)

SETHOS. MY SON. HE LOOKS SO GOOD. SETHOS SWEETIE IM ADOPTING YOU IN THE NEXT UPDATE (also wow that was not the voice i was expecting for him in EN, but I aint complaining!)

I keep coming back to it, but Tighnari is really quick when it comes to Cyno's safety and really doesn't pause lmao. Bro cut off Cyno's offer to ask Sethos with a hand and just started walking

new area pretty 🥺 I keep taking screenshots and pictures. got me going "omg! a lotus head column!!"

THE LORE WAS SCRUMPTIOUS BY THE WAY

THE ANIMATION FOR THE CYNO VS. SETHOS FIGHT WAS ALSO INCREDIBLE

Sethos downgraded from 5-star to 4-star caught in 4k hd ✌️ from polearm to bow too

look, the cyno lore was expected, BUT THE TIGHNARI LORE AS WELL?

Hermanubis being a Tighnarian and was King Deshret's chosen familiar hundreds of years ago, and now a full vessel of Hermanubis and a descendant of the Valuka Shuna meet and became friends in the Akademiya and are now companions 🥺

"I like that story." Yeah, I bet you do cyno, sethos basically called you and tighnari soulmates/ destined to meet and be together 🙄 also the ears to cyno's head gear actually really does represent tighnari's ears in some way after all lmao. i remember people making jokes about that

um...why is Bamoun buried like a pharoah?

NAPHIS SCOLDING CYRUS SO HARD LMAAOOO. he worries in his own way

Faruzan scolding everyone is so funny to see pls

cyno, tighnari, and collei having codes and gestures to give each other messages 🥺🥺🥺 tighnari and cyno used to say those codes back in the akademiya for each other, and now, in Cyno's own words, it became a family tradition 😭

Kavetham library date 🩷 then them returning to said date after our coffee sesh 🩷🩷🩷

Cyno taking us to his secret base and APPARENTLY ITS A CYNONARI DATING SPOT BACK WHEN THEY WERE STUDENTS. Y'all think they did the "It's beautiful." and "Yeah (looking at the the person instead of the view)" trope? coz the view was fr beautiful

Cyno and Sethos are officially brothers! yipee! (i will fr be pulling for him to complete the family)

THE PICTURES LISA TOOK OF CYRUS AND CYNO WERE SO CUTE 😭😭😭 cyrus and cyno are planning on visiting mond hehe

I need to review the entire quest again coz i bet i forgot some things BUT CYNONARI AND KAVETHAM NATIONS WE ALL WON

#shameless cynonari shipping ✌️#kaeyachi randoms #cyno #tighnari #alhaitham #kaveh #gi cyno #gi tighnari #gi alhaitham #gi kaveh #sethos #gi sethos #genshin impact #genshin impact spoilers #cynonari #kavetham

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ideas-4-stories · 2 months

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Sfw omegaverse anon -

The "omega bestie" thing was smth Shanks probably told Luffy - ((Shanks sees a tiny unscented little pup all alone and went "Oh it's free real estate" /hj.)) In actuality, Makino raised Luffy for a good deal of time, but he is a rambunctious child, and I think he'd pester Shanks for stories and songs and all sorts of things. Shanks is a softie and so absolutely caved. Luffy learned a lot of the pirate's code from Shanks as a very small child and he treated it like GOSPEL, bc Shanks was, is and always will be his hero. So he definitely also got some very silly stories about Shanks' youth, and Buggy starred in more than a few, but never explicitly by name, it was always "my best friend" or "my packmate" or, on really sentimental evenings, "my baby brother".

When Luffy first met Buggy in Orangetown, the few braincells he has left sparked a connection - blue haired, sweet smelling, silly, greedy, trickster clown man? Blue haired, sweet smelling, silly, greedy, trickster omega packmate of his semi-adopted dad? Yes, that math is mathing. Small world. Anyway, gotta beat this clown. His hands are rated E for Everyone.

So yeah Luffy definitely knows Buggy is an omega, and when Buggy mentions "we served on the same crew", it just clicks. It's not really a big deal to him anyway, it feels stupid to care about that kind of stuff. You could not PAY him to care (but if you want to try, it's best to pay in food).

But yeah, Rayleigh and Crocus just both went "Ah, the kids will be fine" and then the kids went and were very much Not Fine At All. But that's a conversation for a different time.

Their parental instincts only kick in when Buggy gets flirted with or when Shanks gets hit on with complete seriousness for followup. It's both obnoxious and also funny.

Shanks gets a heart flutter, and by nightfall his denden is ringing bc Rayleigh is 🤏 close to swimming out there what is going on, red-?

When Crocodile and Mihawk finally get their shit straight and start the whole Courting Thing, the Dad Squad Of Remaining Rogers are in perfect synchrony detecting a Disturbance In The Sanctity Of Their Children.

Crocus calls Rayleigh. Rayleigh talks to Crocus. Neither have Buggy's number. How did that happen? Damn. If only Rayleigh lived with a woman who has an expansive information network where she can check for Buggy's contact information. If only Buggy was part of a widely known business with contact information for business needs. If only they considered this information and just how many options they DO have at hand.

Instead, they call Shanks - Shanks who is having a meltdown because "Bugs is growing up" and "two Alphas, really?!"

This does NOT bode well.

One prospective courtship is one thing. TWO simultaneous courtships are complicated. Those two Alphas enacting the courtship being former warlords, a mafia boss and the world's greatest swordsman, is something else entirely.

Crocus is sharpening his harpoon, debating his options. Rayleigh is seriously debating free swimming to the New World. Things are about to go DOWN and it's chaos all around.

Meanwhile, on Karai Bari, the Cross Guild Poly has finally hit the Holding Hands Stage, because they're stupid, silly and none of them are actually working with anything resembling game. Buggy blushes every time Mihawk pulls out his chair, he melts whenever Crocodile gets the door for him, and he's absolutely LOSING IT every time they ask him to spar.

Fighting has become their love language somehow and every time Buggy lands a hit of some kind, the others damn near swoon, which makes HIM swoon, and the crew and mercenaries are just watching this like the weirdest slow burn soap opera ever conceived.

Anyway yee I'm sleepy so I'm off, byyyeee~~~~

Shanks definitely did a Roger, looking at Luffy asks around who's child this is and proceeds to pick him up to Benn’s dismay (That is not paid enough to deal with his captain’s bullshit) Good thing Makino raising Luffy for a good bit of time. Luffy pestering Shanks for all sorts of things too, that's so Buggy.

Shanks talking about talking about Buggy without saying his name, I wonder why he won't say Buggy’s name to Luffy. Maybe Shanks didn't want Luffy to go and find his packmate, but that didn't matter when Luffy met Buggy. Good thing Luffy has some braincells after all that training Garp put him through. And the ‘Yes, that math is mathing. Small world. Anyway, gotta beat this clown. His hands are rated E for Everyone’ Yeah that's so Luffy, like damn he don't spare anyone.

Not Rayleigh and Crocus thinking that Buggy and Shanks will be fine. Indeed that is a conversation for a different time. I understand that Crocus would of given the kids a few things they would need in life while Rayleigh probably like I taught shit, you are good. And dips into the night without saying goodbye to grieve his captain and be with Shakky (for some reason that seems like he would do that. Its a headcanon)

THEN not their parental instincts kicking when Buggy gets flirted with or when Shanks gets hit on with complete seriousness for fucking followup. OH NOOOOOOOOOOO, that’s not how parental instincts should be (I mean to be fair, neither were planning on having kids probably, but then Roger metting those two happened, but like… dudes that’s not how it’s supposed to work)-(Indeed it’s obnoxious and also kind of funny if you ignore that’s not parental instincts should work…) Shanks getting scolded by Rayleigh when his heart’s fluttering, I wonder who that person is, anyway Mihawk and Crocodile getting their shit together and start trying to court Buggy (you know he’ll first think that they are threahing him, so it takes sometime)

Started laughing at ‘the Dad Squad Of Remaining Rogers are in perfect synchrony detecting a Disturbance In The Sanctity Of Their Children’ I love that, you know it’s not only Rayleigh and Cronus because most of the veteran Roger Pirates helped raised them too (hc/)

Crocus and Rayleigh not having Buggy’s number is so them… but what if it’s the same number he always had and they think it’s the wrong number now? Have they bothered to check? Or if they had, Buggy had openly said it wasn’t Buggy’s number? There could be so much more drama, but anyway yeah if ony Rayleigh lived with a woman that can find people’s numbers because she got that information network, if only Rayleigh knows where his child’s business is, oh no it’s too sad that they can’t find anything…

THEY CALLED SHANKS! Oh no! That’s the last place to call to find Buggy and to check if he’s alright! That man is fucking drunk, crying, ranting and raving about this! Oh dear! RIP to Crocodile and Mihawk, even the littlest teasing bullying their clown will land them in bad graces if those men see it (dear gods what if they found out they beat the shit of Buggy one day, that’s when shit would it the fan. Buggy’s followers will have a fucking telenovela to watch, they just need to be a safe distance away because holy shit someone might fucking died in the crossfire) Truly things are about to go DOWN and it's chaos all around… “Big News” Morgan would having the time of his fucking life with this.

Meanwhile on Karai Bari Island, where nobody knows about what might happened later down the line! Awwwwwwwwww, they are now in the Hand Holding Stage!!! That’s so cute! It took awhile because of so many things, good thing they worked it out.

Mihawk and Crocodile being gentlemen to Buggy is amazing, and them asking to spar is like BIG invalidation for him. Fighting and bullying each other (affectionately) is definitely one of their love language. Truly is like the weirdest slow burn soap opera ever conceived.

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d0not-disturb · 4 months

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What is it about Grumbo that you like the most?Love your art by the way!

The thing I love most about grian and Mumbo is their dynamic. The dudes have been inseparable since the day grian joined hermitcraft (WHICH WAS ONLY BECAUSE OF MUMBO) they always have their bases right next to each other and have a messaging system, if not their bases were practically connected or WERE connected, they have 4 canon sons WHOM OF WHICH I ADORE, They are OBSESSED with each other, in the video where Grian was doing those escape room, grian had Mumbo’s face everywhere, THEY SHARE A SOUL AND BRAINCELLS, grian tried to summon Mumbo from his break, and then when Grian left for his break and Mumbo came back, Mumbo tried to summon him, WHEN MUMBO CAME BACK AND GRIAN AS WELL, THEY HAD A DATE IN MUMBOS VALUT AND GRIAN SAID THIS; “Ive taken off all of my amor!” WOW, GETTING NAKED FOR MUMBO. WHAT A SHOCK. THEN THEY DID A ROMANIC SHOT OF THEM RUNNING TOWARDS EACH OTHER OVER A SUNSET WITH SCAR.

Also, ever notice a pattern? Grian and Mumbo are like that duo that outlives every friendgroup. Architects, southlanders, boatem, etc, etc, NOTHING CAN SEPARATE THEM. when doc threatened Grian’s friendship with Mumbo by blowing up his base, grian flooded docs base with chickens. GRIAN CONSTANTLY SAYS HOW MUCH HE LOVES MUMBO. I HAVE CLIPS OF ALL THE TIMES. It’s not just one sided too, Mumbo is just obsessed with grian as Grian is him, grian just a little bit more tho. And THEY WENT ON A ROMANTIC ROADTRIP (GRIANS WORDS, NOT MINE) and traveled ALL around the UK together.

And that’s just the canon stuff.

Mumbo and Grian just make a good couple, romantic and platonic, BUT WERE HERE TO TALK WHY THEY ARE A GOOD ROMANTIC PAIR

they are all the duos. Shorter but older, taller but younger, sun and moon, “he asked for more pickles” if you know you know, SALT AND PEPPER SHAKERS, (blues clues ref, AND THEY HAVE THE KIDS FOR IT AS WELL)

Mumbo would get SO flustered at Grian at whatever he does. He would be so grateful. And can you just imagine them cuddling on a summers day while the warm light softly gleams on them? WELL I CAN.

So yeah, those are some of the main things I like about Grumbo, thx for the complement as well anon

#mcyt #hermitcraft #grian #mumbo jumbo #hermitblr #starsaysgarbage #grumbo #waffle duo #asks!#I LOVE GRUMBO SOOOOSOSOSOSOSOSOOSOSOOSOSSOSOSOSOOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOS MUCH

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ghostykapi · 1 year

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lover’s rock

chou tzuyu & fem!reader // fluff

it's no secret that you like someone for a while. the paper cuts on your hands were always evident, your eyes straying to a certain direction during a very particular class, the flushed face you sport every time you're asked who this mystery person is.

"it's someone" you cheekily reply each time despite the red hue on your face "someone lovely"

only a few people know who it is, considering they see the flowers right outside their apartment each day. going through every flower you can think of that relates to her in different colors. frankly it's even a bit bold of you to do that, knowing it could be directed to any of them, but you don't fail to let those flowers come by with a note every time. each note having her initials on the upper right on each scented note

even on weekends where exams loom by, you add in small snacks with the flowers with extra notes that you leave your special stamps in. it's even more puzzling on how you aren't caught yet when you're one of the few people who take up that business course that has an avid obsessions with stamps and wax seals. they kill your wallet enough that you sometimes resort to cup noodles on some nights.

tonight is no different, your hands familiar with the folding of paper and your eyes focused in on your work. the pens and paper for the note set aside for later, and the flowery sent of your perfume lingering already on the papers.

it barely takes you 15 minutes and your done with all of it, only having to wait for the stamp of the butterfly to dry out on the paper. a classic violet donned in different shades, accompanied with a lavender colored note.

satisfied, you tuck it in neatly in your bag for tomorrow and get ready for bed. it's only halfway through your nightly routine that your dormmate barges in with the loudest voice she can, startling you out of your mind

"YOU WON'T BELIEVE WHAT SOMEONE JUST HANDED TO ME" your certified best friend of a roommate, shin ryuin, is someone who you trust with your life. maybe just not tonight

"i would if you can calm down" you look at her hands, eyes stilling at the box she's holding "what's that?"

"i don't know" ryu grins, like she's found the greatest answer to how to do that project that's been burning her braincells to dust "but it was just outside our room. in a box full of goodies. just for you"

"just for me?" you ask, confused to why it would be to you

"duh, i mean just look at it" she turns the box around, showing the neat handwriting of 'to my sweetheart, y/n'. "it literally says your name"

inside the box is a bunch of books you were eyeing for months and those snacks you've been craving for so long, leaving you shocked at how personal and well thought of these gifts were

"wait" you look up at her shit eating grin, baffled by the situation "you said someone just handed it over to you?"

"yeah nayeon unnie just gave it to me, whining about how she's become the delivery person" ryujin laughs as your brain tries to connect the dots "i mean, sure she's old but if she starts complaining about that more then i'm sure her back must be sad"

"if she hears you then you're dead" you sigh, a bit dejectedly but mostly out of fondness "well i have to sleep early tonight, got another essay to cram at the library"

"sure you do" ryujin knows your route every morning by now, and all the reasons behind it

before you sleep however, you stare at the box for a good while, along with the note accompanied with it. her neat handwriting starting to burn into your eyes as you reread every word that it has.

‘come early sometime. i'll make you that coffee you always like’

you think about it on the way to her apartment. you think about it as you hold the package on your hands. you think about it as you hold the flower, standing right in front of the apartment door

and yet, even if the note is burnt into your mind, you can’t help but not knock on the door. you just can’t go though with it. everyday you go though this same routine and yet

you can’t go through with it. you can’t break it off and confess to her

why?

is it the fear? the fear that plagues your mind when you see her reflect every person in campus? is it the fear that drinks your soul every night when you see her look somewhere else, maybe at someone you refuse to even see

is it the fear of not being chosen?

"wait!"

the door open before you can even walk away. standing there in all of her glory is chou tzuyu, still dressed in her cute pajamas, her doggies beside her.

"wait" she calls out to you and suddenly you're shy, you didn't think that it would be this soon that she catches you

let's face it though if she wanted to, she could have confronted you after a week of that.

"don't go" tzuyu whispers, holding onto your hands, even if you’re holding all the things she’s been looking for “i just got to you”

“well” you start, even if you don’t trust your own voice, because you don’t trust that you can talk to her after you leave “i was just about to knock”

“sure” she knows better, and you know she knows “and i know you’re just in time for coffee”

your eyes stare back at hers and maybe you wonder if you really do trust yourself not to be a fool

“i don’t know” you look down, shoes pointing to each other despite your straight posture “do you really want to have a morning with me?”

“of course i do” she says, shocked and a bit offended with the way “is what you think of yourself?”

“no!” you blurt out, ready to let the earth swallow you whole “i mean-like-i just think that-well i always think about this-that you deserve the best and i’m not the best but i want to give you the best-because then again i’m not the best-“

“you don’t have to be” she grabs you by the shoulders, cutting you off. you can see how she’s getting closer to you, and how you’re immobilized to your sport as her fur babies circle around you

“you always give me paper flowers every morning” tzuyu looks down at the flower you’re holding “paper flowers that never left my room, paper flowers that can mean something, paper flowers that you never fail to deliver since we became classmates since the start of this semester”

you’re breathless as she gently takes it away from you. the sparks dancing around you both finally meet at her fingers that brush against yours, making you feel electrified with butterflies

“you don’t ask for a lot too even if i’m running out of places to put your flowers” she continues “just always a ‘hello’ or ‘how are you’ and it’s never ever anything that makes me feel uncomfortable. you always smile and encourage me in class, never asking because i know it’s hard. i know it’s scary to ever even try to ask a simple question”

“tzuyu” you wonder how much you can take it anymore, but it seems you don’t even have to ever take the plunge that drives you crazy when someone you always love asks-

“so i’ll do it” tzuyu softly confesses to you, as the red string of your hearts pull together, as the timer on your wrists ticks down to zero, as the color seeps in back into the world around you, as the petals stop flowing out of your mouths, as the scribbles on your arms match forever and ever

“i’ve loved you since you gave me that first flower, so be my girlfriend?”

maybe it’s everything that finally clicks together but chou tzuyu can confidently say that she was over the whole galaxy when you give up and give her the kiss that truly wakes her up that morning.

#this took a while #have this one before i start finalizing the requests 😋#chou tzuyu #twice imagine #twice imagines #twice x reader #chou tzuyu x reader #chou tzuyu scenarios #chou tzuyu imagines #twice fluff #twice scenarios

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chakkll · 9 months

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Like a Fish Out of Water

Mattheo Riddle x gender neutral!reader

Synopsis: Dragged to a party against your will by your only two friends, they leave you alone to sulk in a corner. Though, unbeknownst to you, a certain Slytherin has taken an interest in you.

Word count: 1.1k

*This is my first time posting a story here, so I hope you enjoy it! I have to admit, Mattheo is a bit OOC in this since it’s kind of hard to write a non-canonical character. On that note, feedback is encouraged and welcomed! I hope you have an amazing day. <3

How did I get here again?

You sigh to yourself, running a hand down your face as you lean against the drinks table in the Slytherin common room filled with too many dancing, sweaty bodies.

As you take in your surroundings, your lips purse as you remember the earlier conversation you had with your friends. Even just thinking about it makes you lose braincells.

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“And you want me to go to this party why exactly?” You frown at one of your two best friends, Minnie, who only gives you a mischievous smile as she drags you to her dorm.

“To form lasting connections, of course. Me and Owen can’t be your only friends, you know.” Minnie pushes you into her dorm room, followed by your other best friend, Owen.

“Yeah, you can’t expect to gain friends by only worrying about exams due at the end of the year.” Owen shrugs, much to your dismay.

“What happened to always backing me up, Owen?” You grumble as Minnie plops you down at the end of her bed, a couple of Minnie’s dorm mates watching the scene with amused faces.

Owen just smiles apologetically as Minnie shushes you with an overdramatic display of her and Owen’s outfits. “Oh, shush. So, (Y/N), what’ll it be? This—“ she raises one of her brightly colored outfits. “—or that?” she raises one of Owen’s simple yet stylish outfits, and the clothes next to each other display how different Minnie and Owen really are.

You sigh.

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In the end, you ended up with something mixed of the two’s styles, but it leans more to Owen’s, since the color scheme is just the mellowed down version of your House’s colors.

As you silently come up with a detailed plan of how exactly to kill the two for abandoning you for their other friends, a monotone voice cuts you from your thoughts.

“Can I get a drink, or are you just gonna stand there all day?”

You immediately look up, slightly startled, only to see a rather tall boy with curly brown hair and dark brown—almost black—eyes staring at you with a rather bored expression.

“Ah—right, sorry.” You mutter, bashfully stepping to the side to let the boy do as he wishes.

He doesn’t reply and you can only assume that he pours himself a drink. As you anxiously fiddle with your fingers, a cup of punch is suddenly in front of you. You look up, only to be met with the same bored expression of the boy from before.

You glance down to the drink in his outstretched hand, and you hesitantly take the cup from him. “…Thank you.”

He ignores your thanks, instead taking a sip from his own cup.

You quietly stare at the drink. “This doesn’t have any alcohol in it, does it?”

“No, you want any?” You look up, slightly taken aback by his question.

“Ah… no, thank you.” You politely decline, and you swear you can see a small smirk appear on his face, but it’s quickly covered by his cup as he takes a drink from it.

You quietly take a sip from the cup, deciding to put your trust in him. Sure, many people would ridicule you for taking a random Slytherin’s word, but you’d rather believe Slytherins are better than doing something so low as to spike your drink.

“So, you got a name?” The curly-haired boy’s voice snaps you out of your thoughts, and you look up to meet his gaze.

“(Y/N),” You reply, though you kind of have to scream in order for him to hear you over the loud music. “You?”

“Mattheo,” He takes another sip from his drink. “You seem out of place, (Y/N).”

You smile lightly at his observation. “I guess you could say that—like a fish out of water,” You laugh lightly as you gesture around the room with your drink in hand. “Parties… not really my thing.”

“I could tell,” It kind of feels like he’s teasing you, but you brush it off. “What is your thing, then?”

You shrug. “Not talking to strangers?” You can tell he has to bite back an amused laugh, but he manages to keep his calm and collected exterior.

“I get that,” He muses quietly, glancing around the room. “Socializing isn’t really a hobby of mine, either.” He, once again, takes a sip from his drink.

“Oh?” You quirk a brow, intrigued. “Then how come you approached me?”

He shrugs. “Nothing better to do than speak to a sixth-year who’s clearly out of their element.

You snort quietly, feeling a little offended at his comment. “I’m actually a seventh-year,” He only shrugs with an amused expression. “…Am I really that awkward-looking?”

“Yeah, actually.” You swear you see him crack a smile as he takes another sip.

You’re about to make a snarky reply until a hand grabs your arm. Instinctively, you rip your arm out of the hand’s grasp and whirl around, only to see an anxious Minnie and Owen, something quite out of character for the two of them.

“Peeves showed up just now, he’s going to tell Filch about the alcohol and kids from other Houses; we have to go unless we want detention.” Minnie quickly informs you, an anxious Owen nodding his head from behind her.

“Oh… alright,” You nod, slightly disappointed that your conversation with Mattheo has to be cut short. You turn to glance back at Mattheo, but he’s already waving you off.

“You heard her. If you don’t want detention, you should get outta here,” He chuckles lightly—a surprisingly pleasant sound. He notices your disappointment and smirks quietly. “We can talk later, sweetheart.”

You hear Minnie gasp quietly in delight from behind you, and you can only imagine her grabbing an equally shocked Owen’s arm in surprise.

Your eyes widen at the pet name, but you only return his smirk with one of your own. “Alright. See you later, baby.” The words easily roll off your tongue, and you don’t even have time to cringe at your choice of words before Owen is pulling both you and Minnie away.

“We gotta go, we can’t get detention—specifically you, Minnie, you can’t afford another.” Owen’s voice cuts through your thoughts and you can feel your cheeks heating up in embarrassment as the three of you rush away from the party.

Little do you know, Mattheo has a similar reaction to you, though more surprised and—impressed?—than anything as he watches the three of you disappear into the crowd with wide eyes. “…Baby, huh?”

He can feel himself smiling as two of his friends, Theodore Nott and Lorenzo Berkshire, approach him for the same reason your friends approached you.

Mattheo snorts and mutters to himself as he and his friends retreat from the party.

“Fish out of water, my ass.”

#mattheo x you #mattheo riddle #mattheoxreader #mattheo x y/n #harry potter #imagine #fanfiction #fanfic

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subbmissivesuccubus · 3 months

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Part of the Job

Another story requested by my patreon member! If you're interested and would like to support my work, please consider checking it out, link in bio <3

Disclaimer: Gojo X Fem!Geto. ‘Blackmail’ but not really. Hospital sex. A lot of boob loving.

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“Getooo~” a shrill voice called out with an annoying teasing tone. Geto rolled her eyes, already knowing why Utahime was so excited.

“Ugh. What is it?” she asked as her Senior reached her, playing along.

“Rude. Be respectful!” Utahime said, pouting before she continued, “But anyway, your boyfriends here. Again.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Geto responded, putting away some paperwork on her desk, “Now if you’ll excuse me, I have patients to take care of.”

“Yeah, and one of them is your boyfriend. He specifically asked for you. Again.”

“He’s not my boyfriend and I’m not doing it. Have Nanami look after him or something.”

“If Nanami caters to him one more time I think Gojo will leave the hospital more injured than when he came in. Just go already before he throws a tantrum.” Without waiting for a response, Utahime turned around and left the room, leaving Geto alone.

Geto sighed, realising that she unfortunately had to do her job. She looked into the mirror and checked that her uniform was proper, her white dress and stockings pristine and clean. Her long black hair was pinned up in a high ponytail, a strand of it framing her face in the front and her makeup was simple yet elegant. She looked good, as usual.

She walked out of the room and towards the location where her…patient was waiting. She didn’t even need to confirm where the man would be. There was only one room that would be sufficient for that rich bastard.

She knocked on the door once she arrived, sliding it open before she walked in. Despite the annoying situation, she did enjoy coming into the private suite of the hospital. A series of rooms reserved for the higher ups of society- celebrities, billionaires and such. It was a large room with an AC, a TV, a working internet connection, a big comfy bed, soundproof walls and, most importantly, a private nurse.

“Geto!” the nuisance called out excitedly as she walked into the room, “About time! I’ve been waiting for so long!”

Geto closed the door behind her and locked it, rolling her eyes, “I know you just arrived, stop being so dramatic.”

Gojo, her patient in question simply stuck his tongue out at her childishly before he went back to browsing the TV channels. She made her way over to him, trying her best to steel herself for whatever bullshit he was about to start spewing.

Gojo Satoru. He was a handsome young man with striking white hair and even more mesmerising blue eyes. The first time she saw him, she had to remember how to breathe, his eyes sparkling like sapphires. He was the son of the family who owned the hospital and he was well on his way to becoming the head someday. And for some reason, he seemed to have developed a habit of faking injuries and illnesses just to get into the hospital.

For ‘some reason’.

“So, what’s your problem this time?” Geto asked as she sat beside the bed, getting comfortable, notepad in hand as she looked over the man who was sitting against the headboard of the very comfy bed.

“My head hurts.” He responded, giving her a sad puppy dog look, “It’s been hurting all day. I think it’s something serious.”

“It sure is serious.” Geto said, poking his forehead with a manicured nail, “your brain is so empty- I bet the one braincell you have is hurting your skull when it knocks around in all that space!”

“Haha. Very funny.” Gojo said, pretending like he was going to bite her fingers and laughing when she suddenly pulled away, “Anyway, you know the best cure for it, right? You are a nurse, after all. My nurse.”

“Well, a headache will just be a tablet you can swallow but…that’s not what you’re demanding, are you?”

“Demanding? I’m not demanding anything.” Gojo said, lying through his teeth as he looked her up and down with that familiar expression, “I’m just asking you, as a medical professional, to give me the treatment that works the best on me.”

Geto sighed. Here she goes again.

Double checking that the door was locked, she took off her shoes before she crawled onto the bed. Gojo threw the remote away, the TV showcasing some random program but it didn’t matter as Geto sliding onto his lap blocked his view from the machine. She looked down at him, an unimpressed look in her eyes as he stared up at her, mischief behind his blue orbs before his gaze trailed down to her chest. With a sigh, she got to work, starting to unbutton her uniform.

“Oh yeah~ Give me those tits~” the white-haired man purred, practically drooling as Geto’s skin got revealed. She pushed the top half of her dress off of her shoulders and arms, the routine getting familiar as she exposed her bra clad breasts to the perverted patient.

“Fuck-“ Gojo gasped, shamelessly pushing forward and slotting his face into her cleavage, breathing in her scent and lightly shaking his head side to side, motorboating her, “I love it when you wear black.”

“You want to take it off of me?”

“Mmhmm.”

With his face still smothered between her ample breasts, His hands slid up her back, tracing up her spine, his long fingers massaging her muscles before he reached the clasp of her bra. With practiced ease, he unhooked the item, not moving his face away from her chest even as he helped her remove it.

He threw it to the side, finally parting from her so he could have a good long look at her bare chest. Geto understood early on that Gojo was obsessed with her tits, the man often looking at her breasts more than her eyes. She was quite gifted in that department- her breasts decently big and plump enough for his hand to engulf and squeeze tightly.

Giving the valley between her breasts a kiss, his hands came up and grabbed onto her breasts, Geto’s back arching as she allowed him to grope at her. The man bit his lower lips, his pupils turning into hearts as he started to squeeze her like a toy. Her soft flesh seeped between his fingers as he groped her, Gojo using his grip on her to move her breasts in random directions. Sometimes, he’d push her breasts up a bit before letting go, his cock throbbing under Geto’s butt as he watched the way her tits bounced back down only for him to do it again.

“Shake those tits for me, yeah, that’s it~” he ordered, mouth watering as Geto shook her shoulders enough for her breasts to start moving side to side, the way her plump flesh danced mesmerising. He stuffed his face between her tits again, Geto still shaking her body as he enjoyed the feeling of her tits slapping his face.

“Tighter- fuck- make it tighter-“

Geto swore he could probably cum in his pants if the moan he let out was anything to go by. With his hands now on her ass, greedily pawing at her, she pressed her breasts closer together, squeezing them around Gojo’s face. She could feel him moan against her; his cheeks red as he happily suffocated between her soft globes.

“More- squeeze more- fuck – yes!”

Gojo’s cock was already rock hard in his pants but he couldn’t help it. He absolutely loved Geto’s body, especially her tits. He’d spend all day suckling on her nipples if she let him, her soft breasts now becoming a happy place for him. Work is annoying? He’d imagine groping her titties. People are getting on his nerves? He’d picture falling asleep with Geto’s nipple in his mouth. Geto is ignoring him to do her ‘job’? That’s fine, just jerk off to the thought of big, fat milkers-

“Oh fuck!” Gojo moaned, pulling his head from between her breasts to take a deep breath, body shivering as Geto suddenly started to move her hips against his. Her hands now behind her, grasping onto his legs, she arched her back a bit as she ground against his clothed erection, her perky butt massaging his member just right. His grip on her ass tightened as Gojo leaned down, mouth open and panting as his tongue ran over the plush of her right breast. Making his way down to her nipple, he giggled at Geto’s flinch once he flicked her sensitive bud with his tongue, her nipple instantly hardening. Not one to waste time, he sealed his lips around her and started to suck, groaning against her from the sensation of suckling on her sweet bud while also having her ass rub against his leaking member.

As he sucked her, licking her nipple up greedily, Geto thought back to how this all started. How she was so happy to have been accepted to one of the most prestigious hospitals out there. How she quickly got the respect and admiration from her peers for her work ethic and no-nonsense attitude while still being empathetic and kind to patients. She had met Gojo a month into her job and they hit it off, his status not influencing the way she treated him. Despite his spoilt attitude, they ended up being good friends even before she realised who he was.

The first time he got injured and Geto had to look after him, he groped her butt, his pain killer muddled brain claiming it made him feel better. The second time, after he realised Geto wasn’t mad at him, he admitted himself in for a headache and needed to see Geto’s bare breasts to get better. The third time, after his days were haunted by the sight of Geto’s pretty nipples, he claimed his dick was aching and swore that emptying his balls into her mouth would solve his problems.

And so, this routine continued. Perhaps it was because Gojo was technically her boss and Geto had to follow his orders (despite the fact that Geto would sooner castrate him than do something she doesn’t want to do). Perhaps it was because Geto was pent up, hot and horny that she was willing to let Gojo use her body for his perverted desires (much more likely). Or, perhaps, they were two emotionally constipated people who’d rather fuck each other than confess to any actual affection.

“I want you to sit on my face.” Gojo said hungrily, flicking her nipple with his tongue before giving it a kiss. Geto snorted, biting down a gasp as he bit down on her bud, “Is that another, super legit medical procedure?” she asked.

“Sure is.” The man responded, his other hand pawing at her ass, fisting and pulling up her skirt, “your pussy juice can solve any problem.”

“Ugh. Gross.” Geto said, this time unable to hold back her gasp as he suddenly spanked her, the pain red hot and addicting, “Fine- lie down.”

With an excited grin, Gojo did as he was told (a very rare sight), his head resting comfortably against his pillow as he waited for his treat. Huffing, Geto slid her hands underneath her skirt and started to pull off her undergarments. Gojo watched as she slowly started to drag her panties down her milky white thighs, her uniform covering up her cunt but he knew he’d see it in a second. With a bit of manoeuvring, Geto threw her panties to the floor, shivering as she felt the slight chill of the air conditioner brush against her- admittedly wet- cunt.

“Ready?” she asked, crawling up towards his head.

“Fuck yes!” Gojo said, already panting excitedly as he gripped her hips, helping her balance as she finally made her way to his head. “Fucking hell-“ he gasped as she straddled his face, not sitting down yet as she gave him a perfect view of her cunt. He was quite familiar with her pussy at this point, her cunt being absolute perfection. Cute and pink with puffy pussy lips, a tuft of hair and a sensitive clit- her pussy was what dreams were made of. “Your pussy is so perfect- fuck- get down here!”

Gripping her hips tightly, Gojo pulled her down, Geto letting out a cute yelp from the sudden movement as she sat on his face, his mouth directly on her cunt. She moaned as Gojo took a deep, greedy lick of her pussy, kissing her cunt like he was making out with it. The moans he was letting out like he was the one getting fucked was vibrating her pussy, making her body shiver as he pleasured her. Geto had to admit- the man knew how to use his tongue.

“Fuck-“ she gasped out softly, refusing to be vocal to preserve her pride as Gojo lapped at her pussy, the man sucking on her clit like it was a sweet treat. He smacked her ass occasionally, making her rock her hips against his tongue even harder as he ate her out. He seemed to love getting her to break down, having her squealing for him by the end.

She was driven to her climax embarrassingly fast, Gojo’s talented mouth working her pussy perfectly. He moaned against her, mouth open and tongue lapping up her juices as she came in his mouth, Geto muffling her moans by slapping a hand over her mouth. She trembled on top of him, her thighs shaking and back arching as the pleasure hit her, her cunt gushing all over Gojo’s face.

He eventually tapped her thigh, signalling that he wanted her to get off. She pushed herself onto his chest, the man having a happy, satisfied look on his face as he took deep breaths. He looked at her, hunger still in his eyes.

“How do you want me to take you?” he asked, panting heavily, his lips wet from her slick. Geto wasn’t any better, her body shivering from the aftermath of her orgasm but her pussy wanted more. She needed him.

“…from behind.” She said, mirroring Gojo smile as he pushed her off of him, making her fall back against the bed. She quickly rolled over as the man greedily started unbuttoning his jeans, pushing his pants and underwear down in record speed just as she got on her knees. Geto looked behind her, mouth drooling as she stared at Gojo’s thick, delicious cock. The first time she sucked him off, her jaw was sore for three days straight. He was long, thick, with heavy balls and a delicious red tip, a tip that was leaking so much pre-cum she wished she could lap it up.

He grabbed her hip with one hand, grasping the base of his cock with the other before he started slapping his dick against her wet pussy, making her jump with every hit.

“Put it in yourself.” He demanded, clearly expecting Geto to protest but the woman was so horny that she quickly complied. He chuckled as she brought her arm out from between her legs, grabbing onto his member before she guided him to her hole, pressing his tip against her leaking entrance. She heard Gojo curse at her lewd action, his cock throbbing against her as he started pushing in. They both groaned simultaneously as his dick thrust inside her, splitting apart her wet, needy walls.

“Fu-uck-“ Geto moaned, her patients dick already bumping her cervix, his dick so deliciously long it took her breath away. Gojo growled as he gave her juicy butt a mean spank, moaning as he felt her tighten around him from the impact. “Gonna move- fuck me- I love this fucking pussy!”

With another smack, the man started to thrust, gently pulling out before slamming back inside her, both of them moaning. Geto gripped onto the bedsheet tightly as her body started to move back and forth, tits swinging as he gradually picked up the pace. She always enjoyed it when Gojo took her from behind, the position making his cock drive as deep as it could inside her. His grip on her hips was tight, the man pulling her back to meet his thrusts as he started passionately fucking her. Balls clapped against her clit each time, the slick sound of their filthy fucking echoing through the room, no doubt being audible outside the door were it not for the soundproof walls.

“Fuuuuck!” Gojo snarled, sweat on his body and heat on his face as he fucked this beautiful, sexy woman. He enjoyed their little routine, knowing full well that he wasn’t actually blackmailing her. At this point, she knew enough about him that she could threaten him and get whatever she wanted. Hell, she could just withhold sex for a day and Gojo would cave. He knew he had feelings for her but it just wasn’t the time for them. It will be, eventually, he was sure of it.

So for now, he would just fuck her cunt, enjoy her body and give her enough orgasms to make sure she knows she’d never find someone as good as him. He needed to make a stand considering just how amazing Geto was. There was no doubt a long list of men who’d want to be with her, but she chose him and he didn’t take it for granted. One day, he’d have her body and mind and heart.

They fucked like animals, Geto eventually loosing strength in her arms as she lowered her face onto the mattress, panting and mewling against the bedsheet with her ass up. Gojo loved the view, licking his lips as a hand came up to grope at her butt before his thumb inched towards her rim. He felt her jump, her gasp adorable as he started rubbing her tight asshole, his mouth starting to water as he pictures eating her ass. He needed to do that next.

“Fuck- cumming- gonna- oh yes-“ Geto moaned, drool seeping into the bedsheet as she was fucked silly, his thick cock hitting her g-spot perfectly. M-Me too!” Gojo gasped, gritting his teeth as he gently pressed his thumb into her other hole, groaning as he felt her tighten around him even more, “Fuck- where do you want it?”

“I-Inside me!” Geto begged, voice jumping from the force of his thrust, her ass ripping against him, “fill me up!”

“Fuck baby- let’s cum together!” Gojo said, ready to pump her full. She was on birth control but he felt his balls constrict over imaging a time where she wouldn’t be- where he could truly breed her and knock her up.

“Cumming! Fuck- cumming!”

“Cum for me babe- oh yea- gonna fucking- fill you!”

“Yes- yes- yes!!”

With a shrill squeal, Geto climaxed. Her back arched as her pussy gushed around his member, her juices dripping down her thighs as she came. Her body shivered, the woman biting down on the bedsheet to prevent any further noises from leaving her throat. It barely helped as she huffed and moaned against the fabric, eyes rolling to the back of her head at the amazing feeling of an orgasm literally being fucked out of her.

Gojo moaned shamelessly, pressing her hips so tight against his, not allowing her to move as he came inside her. He smiled a wide grin, tongue sticking out as he pumped her full, balls clenching as he dumped his nut into her eager, waiting womb. Fuck…he really wished she wasn’t on birth control. He’d never get tired of the sensation of her pussy milking his cock for every drop, her ribbed walls clamping around him, soaking his dick in a mixture of their juices. She was so perfect.

Eventually, after coming down from their highs, Gojo slowly pulled his cock out, dick twitching as he watched her gaping pussy leak out his cum, making her body a mess of sweat and semen. Geto sat up as well, a bit dazed from her orgasm and a bit miffed that she now had to continue her workday stuffed with cum. Post nut clarity really was a bitch.

But before she could say anything, Gojo sat back against the headboard, legs spread and cock still erect as he started taking off the remaining of his clothes, getting completely naked.

“You’re still my nurse, right?” he asked, noticing her confused expression, “My head still hurts. I think I need to cum down your throat for it to go away.”

Geto snorted, unable to hold back her laugh as she started crawling towards him, happy to give her body a break but still eager for more.

“And I suppose you’d like to tongue my asshole open later?” she asked as she grasped his member, Gojo hissing from the sensitivity.

“Exactly. I knew you were an excellent nurse.”

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#satosugu #jujutsu kaisen smut #geto suguru smut #gojo satoru smut #gojo x geto #jjk smut #subby writes #jjk fanfic

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mysteriaqueen · 7 days

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well shit. looks like y'all got me writing for this fandom once again.

context post. basically florida's three braincells deciding to work together instead of shouting over each other and there's gonna be hell to pay.

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"Hey Loui?"

"What's up, sha?"

"If something's connected to one part of the internet, it's connected to everything right?"

"Mhm."

"Nevada was talking about how he got these super cool remote controlled fish tank thermometers right?"

"......... Mhmmm"

"So couldn't we-"

"I'ma text Mary an' ask him to find out from California how all o' dat works."

"[floridian chuckles] Cool."

(spongebob voice) a few moments later

"Hey, hon. I saw that you sent me a text but I still can't quite work this phone properly. Whacha need, Lousianna?"

"Me n' Florida was wonderin' how Nevada's fish tank thermometers work. Was hopin' you could figure it out and explain it to us."

"Maybe try California. He wouldn't mind you asking."

"Oh, okay, hon."

Before Mary leaves he gives the two of them looks. Not because he suspects shenanigans (he does because mom sense but he thinks whatever this is will be harmless or a learning experience) but because

"I don't know what reason y'all have for avoidin' 'Fornia but ya best not be tryna ruin his day. Poor boy can't make a real friend no way."

"Yes, Mary." "Yes, Mary."

"Good."

He walks off, mumbling to himself about how on earth he's gonna understand this well enough to explain it to them.

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i guess this is a part one? yeah this is a part one. should i just reblog this with part two? or make it its own post? eh i'll prolly reblog tbh. anyways @mur-art. if someone else wants to be tagged about this lmk.

editted: fixed my silly little mistakes i didn't see bc i was too excited to write

#wttt #wttsh #wttt florida #wttt louisiana #wttt maryland #this'll be fun #prolly

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duchi-nesten · 8 months

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Cuddle Couch

Summary:

Valerie just wanted to buy a new couch to replace the one Cujo tore to shreds. She didn’t know babysitting her boyfriend in a furniture store would prove so difficult.

Word count: 4418 || AO3 Link

Silly Gray Ghost for Shiptember prompt: Dumbass x The Only Braincell! :]

Valerie’s life was going great.

No, really, for once it actually was. Or at least as great as a college student who’s barely getting by can have it.

She decided to go to a small college in the next town over from Amity Park. To be close by in case of a more hostile ghost attack, even though most of the dangerous attacks stopped after Danny became the Ghost King. Something about the ghosts being scared of causing trouble in the king’s liar.

The few regulars who still liked to show their faces around the town got handled by the Fentons, who got way better and more humane at ghost hunting ever since they found out their son has been the ghost boy all this time. It took them a while to get used to that, and Valerie honestly couldn’t blame them. She herself had to come to terms with the fact that she was hunting down her high school crush for two years.

Now they were both twenty and dating for a good four years. Since the ghost attacks declined, Danny decided to join her in college. They trusted that the Fentons would call them if a bigger threat showed up in town, so they rented an apartment together near the campus and lived a mostly peaceful college life with their ghost dog, Cujo.

A ghost dog, who lately got very interested in finding out what their couch tasted like. She absolutely blamed Danny for that. He always used the cushions when play-fighting with Cujo, either as punching bags or shields against Cujo’s jump attacks. There were already many teeth marks and rips in the cushions, and it was only a matter of time before the dog got interested in consuming the entire couch too. His eventual success in this endeavor led to the problem that Valerie had to face right now.

“Val, look! They have the meatballs! Like in the memes! We need to get them!”

She and Danny were currently entering an IkeaTM, in search of a replacement couch for the one that Cujo tore to shreds.

She sighed internally looking over to her excited boyfriend. Sometimes it really felt like she had two puppies to take care of instead of one. His eyes were shining with excitement –literally, there was that ectoplasmic shine to them whenever he got too hyped up about something– and she was sure that had he been in ghost form right now, his spectral tail would be swaying uncontrollably, seemingly wagging.

He was pulling at their connected hands, half dragging her to the meatball stand. Valerie shook her head, trying hard to force down the smile creeping up onto her face.

“We can get some meatballs after we find a couch, okay?” She told him, turning his attention towards the furniture part of the store instead. “But only if you behave.”

“What? I always behave.”

She gave him a pointed look.

“Okay, I usually behave. But can you blame me?” He let go of her hand to stand in front of her and gesture around them dramatically. “It’s a furniture store, Val. Furniture stores are exciting!”

“Yeah, when you’re like eight years old, not twenty. Don’t act like you’ve never been to one before.” She said, shoving him in the direction of the living room areas of the store. As they walked Danny kept observing everything like it was the first time he’s seen things like a wooden desk.

“I might’ve as well been eight last time I was in one, okay?” he explained, his hand reaching out to touch one of the desks, but Valerie quickly caught it in hers and steered him back in the direction they were going in. “My dad got us banned from every furniture store in the 50 mile radius of Amity Park. Apparently the Ikea furniture isn’t ectoplasm resistant enough for him.”

Valerie stopped in her tracks, turning to look at him sternly.

“Please tell me you are not banned in this store.”

He shrugged in response.

Great.

She resisted the urge to groan and instead turned back around to continue walking. If the Ancients were on her side today, no one would realize this supposed-to-be-adult was the child of Jack Fenton. She just prayed he wouldn’t do anything stupid enough to get a ban of his own (which would probably result in her getting banned along with him).

She loved Danny very much, but he really took after his father a lot. And he could be such a child sometimes too.

“Hey, hey, hey Val.” Danny said from behind her. She turned back again to see him standing by a big wooden closet, holding the door open. “Watch me hide in here and scare the next old guy who walks by.”

Case in point. She glared at him unamused. “Danny no.”

“Okay, then we can both hide in the closet, but you can’t blame me for what happens next.” He sent her a wink combined with the worst Flynn Rider impression she has ever seen.

She slapped him.

“Ow, what was that for?” He whined dramatically. “You know I’m joking!”

Valerie glared at him for a while longer, before sighing and dragging a hand down her face. “Can we just focus on getting the couch, please? I still have math homework to do for tomorrow.”

She continued their walk through the bedroom areas. The living rooms were finally in her sight now and Oh Ancients there were so many. She heard Danny following right behind her. “Val, you have intro math, that takes like…literally no time.”

“Yeah, maybe for you asshat. You don’t get a say in this, you didn’t get the shit teacher this year.” She made a point of not looking at him this time. The arguing would only slow them down. They could multitask arguing and getting a couch.

“Awh, but Ms. Rekdal lets you guys cheat.” Of course, Danny decided that no eye-contact would not do and caught up to her so they could walk side by side, literally forcing himself in her view. “Didn’t she already post the answers or something? Just copy those.”

And fine, maybe he was right. Her stupid math teacher decided it was a great idea to share full answers to their assignments three days before the deadline, which meant that the majority of her classmates most likely did copy them. Heck, when Danny had classes with Ms. Rekdal last year, he didn’t even look at the assignments before the answers were posted. But he actually understood math. She couldn’t do that, she was too responsible for this. “I need to do it myself, or else I won’t understand the material and will inevitably fail the exam.”

As she explained that to him they finally reached some living room spaces. There were a lot of different couches there that immediately stole all her attention. Looking closer at the information on one called VIMLE, she almost didn’t hear what Danny said next.

“I can always overshadow you and write your exam for you.”

She whipped around from the VIMLE to yell at him. “COUCH, DANNY.”

“Right, right, okay. Couch.” he raised his hands in a sign of surrender and actually started scanning the furniture with her.

Valerie huffed and went back to checking out the couch she was looking at. It was a sectional with three seats, one of which was designed for lounging. Some sort of smooth black material which was surprisingly soft to the touch covered the cushions. She braced herself before looking at the price and… yep, one thousand and nine hundred dollars. That would not do.

She noted the prices on the other couches surrounding her. A soft gray three seater with a bunch of cute pillows. One thousand seven hundred and fifty dollars. Another sectional, this one in cream white colors and material that looked rougher than the cheapest kind of toilet paper. One thousand six hundred and forty-nine dollars. A two seater in faux brown leather that was so shiny Valerie was sure if she sat on it her butt would slide right off. One thousand seven hundred and ninety-nine dollars.

Why the hell were couches so expensive? Finding an affordable one was going to be so much harder than she had first assumed.

Between her and Danny, they didn’t really have much money. She worked a part time job at a little corner cafe right beside campus, and while it was way nicer and more cozy than her previous job at the Nasty Burger, it barely paid any better. Danny helped out with his parents’ business, which definitely bloomed after ghosts proved to be real. With his ghostly expertise, he was very good at assisting in their research or helping develop some new inventions and they made sure to pay him accordingly.

Unfortunately, all of this income combined with both of their student loans was still only barely enough to get by. They could afford some cool stuff from time to time, but a couch worth seventeen hundred dollars was way too big of an expense to spend at once.

“Hey Val, check this out.” Danny’s voice brought her out of her musings. She turned her gaze in his direction where he stood over a couch, which was similar to the first one she looked at. The only difference was the stiffer material and the fact that it was blue. “This one is called an ektorp.”

She made sure to give him the most unamused expression. “And?”

He sent her a broad grin back. “That reads like ecto RP. I think we should get an ecto roleplay, Val, we’re really good at those.”

“Do you want me to slap you again?”

Could someone please remind her why she loved this idiot? It was hard to remember sometimes.

Clearly Danny was going to be of no help. Valerie looked around and spotted an IkeaTM worker, who was clicking away on a computer at a desk station close by. Bingo.

To make sure she didn’t lose Danny, she took his hand in hers once more, her fingers briefly brushing over the silly bracelet he always wore. The one she made him when they were younger. She had a matching one at home, made by him. It fell apart earlier today – as it tended to do from time to time, Danny wasn’t the best at handcrafts –but he promised to fix it again when they got back from the store.

A fond smile found its way on her face and she had to force it down as she dragged Danny to approach the man behind the desk. Couch first, feelings of fondness later. She needed to focus. “Uh… excuse me?”

The man raised his head at the sound of her voice. Valerie noted that his nametag read Adam. “How can I help you?” he asked, clearly using his customer service voice.

“My partner and I are looking for an affordable couch for our apartment, uh… Do you have anything…” she motioned to the couches behind them “cheaper?”

“My wife apparently isn’t fond of the ecto-stuff.” Danny added in a fake serious tone, barely holding back a giggle and Valerie had to step on his foot to shut him up. He barely reacted though.

“Ah, a newly wed couple!” Adam exclaimed, clapping his hands together excitedly. The previous customer service tone gone in lieu of real emotions. Before Valerie could correct him or Danny could make another stupid remark, Adam started rapidly typing something out on the computer. “We have a few models that might interest you! Some ASARUM, KLIPPAN or LYCKSELE LÖVÅS!”

As Adam continued listing what appeared to be some couch names, Danny leaned in to whisper in Valerie’s ear. “Is that guy possessed or is that just swedish? I really can’t tell.”

Valerie glared at him, but he just grinned back, clearly proud of his stupid joke.

“We also have some LINANÄS alternatives.” Adam continued unbothered.

Danny’s eyes lit up and he couldn’t hold back the giggle this time as he once more leaned in to whisper to her. “Val, did you hear? They have Lil Nas X.”

Valerie stepped on his foot again. Harder than previously. A little wince actually crossed his face this time.

“If you follow me I can show you some of those cheaper options?” Adam asked, clearly oblivious to the shit Danny’s been telling her.

“Yes, that would be lovely, thank you.” Valerie said. As Adam started leading the way, she sent a quick glare towards Danny, before following after the man.

“We have this NYHAMN model, which can turn into a bed.” Adam pointed to a very ugly, gray couch that was honestly more springs than cushion. Valerie felt her back ache just from looking at it.

“Uh…We already do have a bed, so maybe let’s just focus on the couch part.” She said, mustering her most polite smile.

“That’s fair.” Adam said, leading the way to another living room set. He gestured to the brown couch sitting by the white table in the middle of the area. “This is currently our cheapest option. It doesn’t look like much, but it has great reviews!”

It really didn’t look like much. It actually looked like nothing at all. It was very bulky, like a big piece of block, where someone carved out one corner, so it was flat enough to sit on. Valerie was sure she'd seen Danny build a better couch in minecraft.

“And how much does it cost?” She asked unsure.

“Three hundred and sixty dollars.” The man said with a smile, folding his hands in front of him.

Well, that was at least affordable. It didn’t look like the best couch and frankly didn’t seem very comfortable either, but it wasn’t like they could afford much else if this was the cheapest option.

Sighing, Valerie turned to ask Danny for his opinion, but her heart sank when she noted that he was not there.

Oh no.

“Thank you sir!” She turned to Adam. “I’ll think about this one! I just need to find my boyfriend first.” She said quickly pointing in the direction they came from, which was where she’s last seen Danny.

“Boyfriend? Weren’t you two married?”

Before she could answer that, a random guy, donning the IkeaTM manager t-shirt, approached them. He looked sternly at Adam. “Mr. Hendrickson, I need to call you in for a meeting to discuss your social media presence.”

“Oh, double fuck.” Adam muttered, before catching himself. “I mean, of course, sir! But I’m kind of… in the middle of helping this lady over here.”

The manager guy turned his gaze from the nervous employee to Valerie. He was about to say something, but she cut him off.

“I’m fine! I got the help I needed! I’ll just… go!” she said swiftly turning on her heel and speed walking out of there.

The longer Danny was left unattended, the more likely it was that he would get in trouble.

She scanned the entire store trying to find her dumbass. She quickly looked all over in the bedroom areas, office areas and the bathroom ones. She finally stopped at a fake little kitchen that looked strangely like something out of an 80s movie. Danny would definitely make a malewife joke if he was here right now.

She pulled out her phone, ready to call this idiot when someone put their chin on her shoulder. She flinched and quickly turned around to kick whoever it was in the face, but instead she was greeted with the smiling face of her stupid boyfriend.

“I’m getting you something and you can’t say no.” Saying that, he pulled out a BLÅHAJ from behind his back.

“Danny!” she yelled, irritated.

“Aaaaaand, just so he’s not alone…” Danny continued, showing his other hand which held a DJUNGELSKOG. “I’m getting this one for Cujo.”

“Danny, I am going to severely injure you if you run off like that again.”

“Wouldn’t be the first time.”

She was so ready to punch him. Or actually pull out her guns and shoot him. It wouldn’t hurt him too bad in his human form, but would definitely send a message. The only thing stopping her was the fact that she did not want to end up banned from the store like the Fenton family did.

“Can we PLEASE just focus on getting the couch? Are you able to behave for at least 10 minutes?” she asked instead.

“I’m not a kid, I can behave in a furniture sto-” he stopped suddenly, looking behind her and Valerie had to brace herself for whatever it was that got his attention now. “Oh Ancients look at those LED lights.”

Holding DJUNGELSKOG and BLÅHAJ in one hand, he used the other one to drag her over to the colored strips of LED lights. She tried to dig her heels into the floor to protest, but he could be very strong when he actually let himself be.

“DANNY WE NEED TO GET A COUCH.”

“Okay, but we should get some of these LEDs to put under the couch.” He gestured to the lines of boxes filling out the shelfs, every one of them with a different set of LEDs lights. “Imagine the VIBES.”

She sighed, rubbing her temples in an attempt to calm down. “Danny, baby, we can barely afford a couch.” She said in a softer tone this time.

She wasn't sure if he even registered what she was saying. His eyes were too busy studying all the different colors and lengths of the LED strips the store had available. He picked up one of the boxes and hummed quietly, before turning to look at her.

“Did you find one that you liked?” he asked.

“I found one we can afford. It's not the best, but it should be enough.”

He hummed again, putting away the box he was looking at and picking up another one. Her patience was slowly running out as she watched him scan the box. She was about to ask him to go check out the couch, when he spoke again.

“We should get a corner couch.They’re great for cuddling.”

Was he joking?

“Danny, those are expensive as shit, we cannot afford a corner couch.” She’s seen some of those and all their prices ranged in the two to three thousands dollars.

He shrugged at the box and tucked it under his arm, the one holding the stuffed animals. “That’s where you’re wrong!” He smirked at her, with that stupid shit-eating grin he usually only matched with the white hair and green eyes. “See, recently my parents helped me get this grant for this one research that I really wanted to do. The one with, ah you know… mapping out the nearest points of The Ghost Zone?”

Valerie furrowed her eyebrows. “You already have maps of the Ghost Zone.” And he’s had them for years. She had seen them all herself. So many folders, full of drawings, descriptions and models of different parts of the zone. Definitely going farther than just the nearest points.

“Yeah, I do.”

“Then …what’s the grant for?”

“Currently? Our new corner couch. And these guys.” he said, raising the plushies a bit to indicate what he meant.

What.

“Wait. Let me get this straight.” Valerie said, confusion clear in her voice. “You applied for a grant… that you don’t need… so we have money for a couch?” Her eyes narrowed. “Was Cujo ripping our old couch apart a part of the plan?”

“Val, my dear, I thought we were past that whole calling me an evil mastermind thing. You should know I’m not smart enough to plan this.” he stated matter-of-factly, putting his free hand on his chest. “I didn’t know we were gonna need a couch. It was more for, y’know, personal expenses.”

“Don’t you have to document what you use those on?”

“As long as some form of research comes out of it, they do not care.”

“You-” she was a little bit speechless. Turning her voice to a whisper just in case someone could hear them, she jabbed a finger into his chest. “Did you just steal state money?”

“They steal our money all the timeeeee. Just look at our student loanssss.” he whined.

Okay, he had a point. A very good point at that. It was questionably moral, but on the other hand it wasn’t like he actually stole the money. He had been granted it to do the research. Which he has all ready and done. The state does in the end get what they were promised, they don’t need to know the truth about the exact dates and nature of the research being conducted.

Danny clearly understood he was going to win this argument. He laughed a little, looping his free arm around Valerie’s elbow. “So…cuddle couch?”

She shook her, not being able to stop the fond smile that took over her face. “You’re so stupid. Fine.”

“YES.” He exclaimed, almost dropping the objects he was holding. “I’ve seen a cool green one. And it was also an ektorp. It would be perfect for the ecto RP consisting of me bleeding all over it at some point probably.”

“And Cujo peeing on it.” Valerie added unamused. “We really need to get on that potty training. It’s been years.”

“He does it only when you refuse to cuddle him and you know it.”

“I have homework I need to focus on sometimes.”

He laughed again and started leading her to the couch he was talking about.

“And you are seriously getting the plushies and the LEDs too?” She asked, taking the BLÅHAJ out of his arm.

“Fuck yeah, I’m a responsible adult like that.”

Valerie smiled and shook her head as they approached the corner couch. To be fair it did look very nice with two wide seats on each side. The light green fabric would fit well with the limited decor of their apartment and as she brushed her hand along one of the cushions, she was amazed at how soft the material was. She sat down to check if it was as comfy as it seemed. And Ancients was it the most comfortable couch she has ever sat on.

She looked at the price tag, sitting on the small table that was meant to complete the living room set, right in front of her. Nine hundred ninety-nine dollars, god damn. That still wasn’t so bad for a corner couch though. She did see two-seaters worth more than this after all.

“I feel like I shouldn’t be letting you use grant money on a couch.” She said studying the information under the price tag a bit more. It was in fact an ektorp. A hakebo grå-grön ektorp. Whatever that meant.

“But you also want the cuddle couch?” He sent her the cutest puppy dog eyes, rocking back and forth on his feet and hugging the DJUNGELSKOG and LEDs box tightly.

She looked at him, trying very hard to muster a glare, but she knew he saw the corner of her mouth twitching into a smile.

“YOU DO WANT THE CUDDLE COUCH.”

She sighed defeated and put her head back to rest on the back of the very comfy cushion. “Yes. I do want the cuddle couch.”

“WOOOO! LET’S GO!” Danny screamed excitedly. A few of the other customers looked in his direction, probably thinking that this grown ass adult doing a little victory dance with DJUNGELSKOG was insane. He abruptly stopped in the middle of his silly moves when a serious expression came over his face. “So like… how do we buy it? Do I gotta carry it to check out or?”

Valerie couldn’t hold it in anymore. She started laughing, which quickly turned into a wheeze. The way Danny raised an eyebrow in confusion at her outburst only made her laugh more.

“Come on, I’ve been joking all day and that’s what you laugh at?” He said, smiling brightly and letting out a giggle of his own.

Valerie stood up from the couch and came over to stand by Danny, trying her hardest to contain the laughter. “How about we just find a worker and tell them we want to buy it?” She suggested, gesturing at the couch.

“And would milady want some meatballs after that?” Danny wiggled his eyebrows, the awful Flynn Rider impression making a reappearance.

“Fine, I guess you earned it.” She said, giving him a soft kiss on the cheek, before walking away in the direction of the store front. “But you’re paying for the food too.”

“Oh come on! I’m buying you a cuddle couch! And Blah-hash!” He yelled after her, still smiling.

“I’m pretty sure that’s not how you pronounce it. You have to pay for the meatballs, so the swedes forgive you for this crime.”

“What? No! You can’t make me pay for food, only because I don’t know swedish! I bet you don’t know how to say it either!” he defended, following after her.

“You don’t see me going around and attempting it!”

“That’s so unfair. I love you so much and you do this to me.”

He did end up making her put away the card when she tried paying for the meatballs. Her boyfriend was such a dork. But she still loved him very much, he was her dork after all.

He was also apparently extremely bad at putting together IkeaTM furniture, as Valerie found out the next day, when she came back from school to an absolute mess in their apartment. The couch wasn’t even halfway set up and Danny was laying on the floor defeated , covered in the remains of poor Djungelskog. Cujo was standing over him with the IkeaTM hex key in his mouth, tail wagging happily. It honestly resembled a crime scene and Valerie couldn’t stop herself from taking a picture and setting it as her new phone wallpaper.

Danny confessed to almost losing a bunch of important screws and barely managing to stop Cujo from peeing on one of the armrests when he didn’t pay attention to him. He also managed to phase one of the wooden parts halfway through the wall, which he didn’t notice until Valerie pointed it out to him. How that could possibly happen was a mystery to her.

Thank the Ancients her dad agreed to come over and help them set it up. Otherwise Danny would probably accidentally destroy it.

#this could be the same universe as cujostody but doesnt have to be so im not tagging it that #kad writes #danny phantom #danny fenton #valerie gray #DP Shiptember 2023 #gray ghost

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florsial · 9 months

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Slytherin Skittles (aka Hogwarts' Pantheon) Incorrect quotes!

(+others)

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Evan: We’ve been conducting an ongoing study to see what Barty will and will not eat. Pandora: Grass? Yes! Evan: Moss? Yes!! Pandora: Leaves? Ohh, yes! Evan: Shoelaces? Strange but true! Pandora: Worms? Sometimes! Evan: Rocks? Usually nah. Pandora: Twigs? Usually! Evan: Dorcas's cooking? Inconclusive! Regulus: How did you… test this? Evan: You just hand them stuff and say ‘eat this’ and if they eat it, they eat it. Regulus: ... I don’t know how to feel about this. Dorcas: IS THAT WHERE ALL MY SPARE SHOELACES WENT?

. . . .

Regulus: Where's Evan, Dorcas, and Pandora?

Barty: They're playing hide and seek. Regulus: Where? Barty: I don't think you get how this game works.

. . . .

Pandora: Regulus's first detention, I'm so proud. Evan: Whoa, back up. Why did they get detention? Dorcas: Because they're an idiot. Barty, terrified: They can do that??

. . . .

Regulus: I swear to god I'm the only one here with a braincell. Evan and Barty: ALL HAIL the keeper of the sacred braincell!

. . . .

Regulus: What did you guys get in your yearbook? Dorcas: 'Prettiest Smile' Pandora: 'Nicest Personality' Barty: 'Most likely to start a bar fight' Evan: 'Least likely to start a bar fight, but most likely to win one'

. . . .

Regulus: You're a lying piece of shit! Barty: Oh yeah? You're the idiot that thinks you can get away with everything you do, WELCOME TO THE REAL WORLD! Evan: I'm leaving and I'm taking Pandora with me! Dorcas, gathering cards: Aaaaand that's enough Monopoly for today.

. . . .

Pandora: Why isn’t the statue smirking at me? Dorcas: It isn’t smirking at anyone, they’re all just imagining it. Barty: Three of us saw it, Dorcas. How do you explain that? Dorcas: *points at Evan* Sleep deprivation. *points at Regulus* Paranoia. *points at Barty* Delusional personality disorder.

. . . .

Pandora: You really put aside everything and came all this way for me? How did you even get here so fast? Dorcas: Several traffic violations. Evan: Three counts of resisting arrest. Barty: Roughly thirteen cans of energy drinks. Regulus: Also, that’s not our car.

. . . .

Barty: How do you connect with a fictional character? Evan: What? Dorcas: What? Pandora: What? Regulus: *pulls up a 500 slide presentation* I'm glad you asked.

. . . .

Regulus: Ah, yes. Here we have a beautiful couple... Pandora: I really care about your feelings! Lily: I really care about YOUR feelings! Regulus, turning their head: ...and then there's the disaster couple... Barty: YOU NEED TO PAY MORE ATTENTION TO ME INSTEAD OF BEING AT THE HOSPITAL! Evan: I WOULDN'T HAVE TO SPEND SO MUCH TIME AT THE HOSPITAL IF YOU STOPPED INSISTING ON FIGHTING EVERYONE WHO COMES WITHIN A FIVE FOOT RADIUS OF YOU!

. . . .

James: What did you get Regulus for their birthday? Pandora: I got them a kitten. Barty: Really? Me too! Dorcas: I also got them a cat. Evan: Looks like we had the same idea. Pandora: James, please tell me you didn't get Regulus a cat as well! James: ...I got them a kitten. *later* Regulus, in their apartment surrounded by cats and kittens: This is the best birthday ever!

. . . .

Pandora: What do rainbows mean to you? Barty: Gay rights. Dorcas: There's money. Evan: The sign of God's promise to never destroy the whole Earth with a flood. Regulus: It is an optical phenomenon that separates sunlight into its continuous spectrum when the sun shines on raindrops.

. . . .

Regulus: Poison is a magic transmutation potion that turns people into corpses. Barty: This knife is actually a magic wand. Evan: Meet me in the Denny's parking lot for a wizard duel. Pandora: * cocks gun* Magic missile. Dorcas: What the fuck is wrong with you people.

#regulus black #marauders #barty crouch jr #marauders era #pandora rosier #dorcas meadowes #evan rosier #the slytherin skittles #slytherin #slytherin skittles #incorrect quotes #slytherin skittles incorrect quotes #pandalily

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miasmaghoul · 1 year

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treat for the braincell: dew absolutely desperate for aether. so pent up that as soon as aether pushes in dew cums >:)

Crow, you give me such wonderful treats. I'm sorry I sent the brain cell back filled with piss. ♡

(This is a lie.)

Anyway - HAPPY TRANSGHOUL TUESDAY!

Dewdrop huffs as he stares out the common room window.

"You keep doing that and your lungs are gonna collapse," Swiss comments from his reclined spot on the couch. "And quit pacing, you're gonna put a hole in the rug." Dew scowls over his shoulder.

"They were supposed to be back an hour ago," he gripes. "What the fuck is taking so long?" Swiss gives a snort.

"It's been two weeks, and now you're getting impatient?"

"Fuck off," Dew mutters, slouching and staring once again at the wide, gravelled path that connects the abbey to the rest of the world. "I'm allowed to be impatient."

A beat of silence follows, something behind him shifts, and a moment later comforting arms wrap around his waist. Swiss rests his chin on Dew's shoulder and Dew doesn't try to shrug him off.

"You really miss him, huh?" Dew huffs again.

"Yeah," he lets himself admit, almost too soft to be heard. "Yeah, I really fuckin' do."

He can't help it. He hasn't been away from Aether this long since he was first summoned. It's making him feel off balance. Itchy. He's done his best to remain nonchalant about the ache his absence carves into his chest, to push it aside and carry on with life as usual. But when Aether had finally texted him that their plane had landed, any attempts at hiding his restlessness had flown right out the window. So here he stands. Waiting.

Swiss gives him a reassuring squeeze.

"Don't worry too much, Sparky. They'll be back before you know it."

Dew tries not to grumble his frustration. The pressure of Swiss at his back is soothing, in a way. His steady grip keeps Dew's feet on the ground even as his mind wanders.

Aether and Cumulus were the only ones taken along for this particular press tour, chosen via the ancient ritual of Copia pulling names out of his mitre. Everyone else remained behind, and yet somehow Dew still felt...lonely, if he had to put a word to it. Like something was missing.

Sure, Mountain is great to sleep next to, but he's missing Aether's softness. Sure, Swiss can fuck him within an inch of his life, but he's missing Aether's gentle touch and calming presence. Sure, Rain can get him on his knees without fail, but he's missing Aether's specific brand of dominance. Dew loves all his ghouls, to be sure, but Aether is the only one who gets to hear him say it.

They've texted every day, stilted conversations that had Dew twitching every time his phone buzzed. Some nights Aether called him, rambling on in that soothing voice about the events of the previous day - about press junkets and the occasional acoustic performance, about Copia's continual inability to give a decent interview, about anything and everything Aether could possibly want to talk about. Dew would put him on speaker and simply...listen. If he closed his eyes and hugged a pillow just so, he could almost pretend Aether wasn't on a different continent.

The time difference was miserable in a lot of ways, but mainly because by the time Aether was done for the day it was the dead of night at the abbey. They'd tried to make time for one another beyond simple conversation - Dew had made it all of a day and a half before demanding a dick pic - but they'd only managed it once. A single too-hurried facetime call at 4am a week ago, not nearly enough to satisfy Dew's unmatched need for the other ghoul. For the past two weeks, no matter who or how often he fucked, all he wanted was Aether.

Dew offers a soft whine of protest when Swiss's arms slip from his waist, eyes cracking open. He hadn't realized he'd closed them. The other ghoul chuckles.

"Quit complaining, spitfire." He gives Dew a quick peck on the cheek, gesturing at the window. "Look."

Dewdrop does, and every bit of fire in him flares to life. Rumbling down the road is a familiar black van, dust kicking up behind it on the way to the abbey's doors. That hollow ache in his chest goes searing hot instead, and before Swiss can get another word out Dew bolts for the hallway. His bootfalls and Swiss's rasping laughter echo off the stone walls, but all Dew can hear is the rush of his own blood. He makes it to the main entrance in record time, shoving the massive double doors open with a grunt.

Dew's eyes fall on a broad back and mussed black hair immediately, ragged breaths catching in his suddenly dry throat. Aether is facing the van, organizing luggage, while Cumulus and Copia look through some paperwork. Dew's body wants to move, to fling itself against Aether's familiar form and never let go. If they were alone, he would. As it is, his mind forces him to resist. Dew rubs sweaty palms on his jeans and schools his face into something calm as he heads outside, hunting for some appropriately bitchy words to throw Aether's way.

That plan lasts all of three seconds, right up until Aether unexpectedly turns to set down a suitcase and catches sight of the little ghoul. Their eyes lock, and everything else seems to fade. Dew freezes mid-step under the weight of his gaze, the unpleasant ache in his chest melting into something much more familiar. Something hot and urgent that has his already uneven pulse going thready.

Dew doesn't see Aether move, doesn't hear his footfalls, but he's suddenly wrapped tight in strong arms and surrounded by the heady scent of ozone and menthol. Surrounded by Aether.

"Fuck, it's good to see you, Dew." Aether's voice is like a soothing balm, and every bit of Dew's composure disintegrates.

"Aeth," he whispers into the other ghoul's wrinkled shirt. Aether's embrace is crushing, and as Dew wraps his own skinny arms around Aether's waist he finds himself wishing he could sink right into his skin. "Aeth." Fuck, is he crying? That feels pathetic. Aether presses a kiss into his hair and Dew shivers.

"Hey, baby boy," he breathes, the words soft enough for only Dew to hear. He appreciates it. "I missed you." Aether straightens up and Dew whimpers. Aether makes a gentle shushing sound. "Look at me, let me see you."

Dew reluctantly pulls back from the comfort of Aether's chest with a small noise of discontent, blinking through a haze of something that was definitely not tears. When it clears, he finds Aether looking at him with an intensity he's never seen before. It makes his stomach go red hot and his knees turn to jelly. The smile that splits Aether's face is nothing short of adoring.

"There's my firefly."

Dew swears the world tilts when Aether kisses him. Every last bit of anxiety and frustration he'd been filled with in the common room vanishes, replaced by a flood of something he can't quite name. It's warm and familiar, radiating out from Dew's lips and filling his skull. It makes him feel...complete. He thinks he could bask in this forever.

But then Aether licks at his lip, and the wave of immediate arousal that crashes through him has Dew's closed eyes crossing. He opens up immediately, and the moment Aether's tongue meets his own Dewdrop's cunt throbs to hard he grunts. The arms around him tighten as Aether swallows down the noise, and it serves to press Dew's thigh directly into his crotch. Aether gasps into his mouth, shifts his hips and - oh fuck he's so hard.

Dew breaks the kiss with great effort and greater need, panting and glassy eyed. Aether's face is flushed dark, pupils blown, and Dew is hit with the most vibrant flash of that handsome face between his legs. He knees buckle with how tightly he clenches his thighs, and Dew can feel an embarrassing amount of slick soak into his boxers. Aether's nostrils flare and Dew thinks if he has to go five more minutes without Aether inside him he'll fall to ashes.

Dew slips a hand to the front of Aether's jeans and the pain on his face is staggering. It throbs against his fingers, and before he can say another word Aether's hands are at the backs of his thighs, hauling him up. Dew lets out a surprised chirp, hooking his legs around Aether's waist and arms around his neck. Aether hold him so tightly that the seam of Dew's jeans presses against his suddenly aching clit and he can't keep himself from grinding into Aether's belly. It rips a groan from both of them, and when Aether starts speedwalking back to the dorms the motion only makes things worse. He's breathless in less than a minute, flushed face buried in the crook of Aether's neck and shoulder.

"I can feel how hot you are," Aether coos, fingers digging into Dew's already quivering thighs. "You're gonna get my shirt wet if you aren't careful."

He has no business sounding so put together when Dew feels like he's about to fall apart. He can't find the words he wants to spit back, choosing instead to mouth at the other ghoul's stubbled jaw. The scratch of it against his lips is intoxicating.

"Aeth," he whines, hips twitching, "hurry."

The moan Aether lets out then is, in a word, wrecked. He picks up the pace, and by the time they're barreling into Aether's bedroom Dew is drooling down his throat, soaking the collar of his shirt. He's never felt so thoroughly out of his mind, not even in his heat. His skin is electric and there's magma in his veins. Aether kicks the door shut behind them and slams Dew into it, crashing their mouths together and gripping the little ghoul's hips.

Dew's hands shake as they thread into Aether's thick hair, moaning into the mess of teeth and tongues that could only technically be called a kiss. Two weeks of pent up emotions and raw, primal need tear through the pair of them, reflected in filthy noises and groping hands. One of Aether's slips up his shirt, thumbs over a nipple, and Dew's whole body goes taut. He paws at Aether's chest, head thudding against the door as he struggles to breathe.

"S-stop, Aeth you -" Dew gives a reedy cry when Aether tugs one of his rings, back arching. "Gonna cum if you don't." The other ghoul makes a gut-punched sound.

"Then cum, sweetheart," Aether pants, "I need to see you cum more than you know." His other thumb dips beneath Dew's waistband. It's so rough against the soft skin there, too much and not enough. Dew gives a vehement shake of his head.

"Not - fuck - not like this, please Aeth," Dew pleads, fixing the other ghoul with hooded, unfocused eyes. "Inside, need it in me, I need it, I -"

Aether cuts him off with another kiss and Dewdrop is certain he's losing his fucking mind. It's like every thing is brand new but somehow familiar, a dizzying combination that has his stomach clenching. Aether moves quickly, crossing to the bed and peeling the little ghoul off of him.

"Baby boy, I needed to be inside you a week ago."

Dew's head swims when Aether pulls away just enough to unzip, freeing his fat, flushed cock from the confines of his jeans. He gives a single slow stroke, milks out a pearly bead of pre. Dew yearns to taste it, to have Aether overwhelming every one of his senses, but before he can get a word out the other ghoul grips his waistband and yanks him to the edge of the bed. Aether makes quick work of his belt and button fly, tugging his jeans and underwear down to his thighs. The scent of his slick fills the air, warm spice and sea salt, and Dew chokes on his tongue when Aether drags two thick fingers through his silky folds.

"Fuck, you're soaked." The reverence in the words has Dew's cheeks heating, and the sight of Aether smearing his slick over his cock makes his stiff, shiny clit throb.

"Aether-"

"I know."

With that Aether grips his skinny waist and moves Dew to his knees and elbows, worshipful hands stroking over his shirt and coming to rest at his hips. Dew feels the broad head prod at his entrance, and the desperation overwhelms him entirely.

"Put it in, do it - c'mon, you - gimme it, gimme your dick, make me -ahh!"

Dew's words melt into a high, feminine moan as Aether shoves the head in...and doesn't stop. Dew's eyes slam shut, his fists white knuckled in soft sheets. Aether makes the most woefully stunned noise, one that has Dew's toes curling as he sinks deeper and deeper and -

Aether bottoms out, hips flush against his ass, and Dew's orgasm hits him like a fucking bus, hot shocks of pleasure rocketing up his spine and slick spilling out around Aether's cock slotted so perfectly inside him. Like a missing piece of something deep him has been returned to its rightful home.

Then Aether moves, and the drag of the flared head over his still-clenching walls has Dew wailing. Aether's pace is perfectly brutal, driving Dew headlong towards a second release before the first has even faded. He yips with every forceful thrust, drooling into the sheets below. Aether shifts suddenly, leaning down to hook an arm under Dew's hips, and the new angle forces tears to his eyes. Aether leans down when the first one falls, kissing it away and licking at the shell of his ear for good measure.

"Tell me if it's too much," Aether pants into his ear, "otherwise I'm not stopping."

Two fingers stroke the short, hard length of his clit and Dewdrop screams.

"Never fucking stop."

#miasma's work #the band ghost ficlets #dewdrop ghoul #aether ghoul #swiss ghoul #aether/dewdrop #transghoul tuesday #transmasc dewdrop #this is so fucking LONG #2k ficlet lmao

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