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prettytoxicrevolver · 8 days

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Jacket | Seth Jarvis

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Jarvy sees you in the wags playoff jacket for the first time

(not my best writing tbh. im sorry!)

Growing up, you never had an affinity for fashion.

Your mom was the one who always dressed you and middle school was always that awkward fashion era of everyone’s lives. In high school the different outfits everyone wore had started to pique your interest, wanting to finally find your own style and make yourself feel more confident overall.

By college you had hit your stride and everyone in your life was incredibly confused when you decided to major in fashion business. Your dad was over the moon that you added the business side of it, being a finance director himself, and while your mom was still confused, she enjoyed the new fashion advice from her daughter.

You grew up in North Carolina, heading to FIT in New York for your undergrad before returning home. You spent that summer trying your best to figure out what to do with this new degree, when your life intertwined with Seth Jarvis. Through a mess of awkward run ins, late nights, and a final first date that sealed the deal, you were quick to realize that Seth was it for you. Three years later and you and Seth were closer than ever. He was on his way to another playoff run while you had been living your dream job for a couple of years now.

As April loomed near and the season was coming to an end, the wag groupchat had started to pick up. The girls were discussing playoff chances and who should be planning the wag jackets this year and you were voted the number one choice. You tried to get out of it, worried that what you made wouldn’t be good enough but the girls shut you down quickly, knowing whatever you make would be iconic.

You found yourself dreaming up ideas in the middle of meetings, doodling in the corners of your notebooks, looking up colors and fabrics, and finally caving to create a full fledged design when Seth had come bounding home with the news of a playoff clinch.

The drawing you come up with is a high school varsity style jacket in black, the front saying Carolina in uppercase bold red letters, with the words cause above one pocket and chaos on the other side. One sleeve has the previous cup win dates while the other sleeve has the boy’s number and the original canes logo underneath it. Lastly, the bottom hem of the jacket is decorated with the storm warning flags similar to the boys jerseys and classic name and number on the back in the same color and font as the Carolina.

Ever since finalizing the design, you instantly headed to the store and grabbed a blank black varsity jacket and started your work. You had fallen so deep into the job, focusing on each tiny detail for your prototype that you didn’t even hear Seth coming home. You had just finished on the front when you heard the door of your office creak open and you turn to see Seth with a tired smile on his lips.

“Hey there pretty girl,” he says, sauntering his way into the room and your heart skips at the sight of him. You’re distracted for a moment just at the sight of him, but when you notice his eyes flicker over to your current project you flinch and get up.

“No!” you screech, taking quick steps towards your boyfriend and covering his eyes with your hand. Seth freezes against you, concerned in his movements but when he hears a breathy laugh escape from your lips he knows everything is okay.

“Uh why can’t I look?”

“It’s bad luck!” you squeal, nudging your boyfriend out of your office and Seth rolls his eyes, his lashes fluttering lightly against your hand.

“I’m sorry did I propose and forget or something?” he asks when you finally drop your hand from his eyes and shut your office door behind you.

“No but if you are going to propose I’d wait till off season,” you respond cheekily and Seth grins.

“I was making the wag jackets,” you tell him, slinging your arms around his neck and bringing him closer to you.

“Mmm were you?”

Seth leans down, pressing a soft kiss to your neck, trailing one up to your cheek and then finally on your lips, his hips pushing you back against the door so you’re caged in his embrace.

“Mhm,” you murmur against his lips and you feel his grin, the scruff of his beard scratching against your skin. “And you need to go so I can finish them.”

“Or we could do this,” he says and before you know it, Seth has grabbed you around the waist, throwing you over his shoulder and marching his way towards your shared bedroom, your protests of work and prototypes deaf to his ears.

The week leading up to the first playoff game was complete chaos. You hadn’t seen Seth at all, occasionally when he was slipping out of bed and you were just slipping in, bumping into each other when he was out the door and you were coming in and so on.

You were finalizing all of the wag jackets, making sure the matching shoes had arrived and were in good condition as well. You had decided to add a pair of nikes with the players last name on the side to match the jackets and you couldn’t wait to see how each girl would style their outfit. One by one as each girl received their jacket you would be on the other end of a million texts and several facetime calls of the girls freaking out about the job you did. You couldn’t help it, you started to feel good about your work too after being praised so much.

Unfortunately due to both your schedules, you couldn’t see Seth before the playoff game but promised to make it in time for warmups. You and a few of the girls head out together, taking pictures both at your place and when you get to the arena. You head straight for the front, your nerves getting the best of you and you’re bouncing up and down on your heels waiting for Seth to come out on the ice.

Somehow even with the nerves you miss his initial entrance onto the ice. Normally Seth is all serious mode when he starts warmups, only deciding to relax and goof off towards the end of them but when he sees you first, he’s a complete goner.

You’re facing away from the glass but Seth could spot you from miles away in a crowded area, it truly didn’t matter. Your hair was pulled up and out of the way so everyone could see his last name and jersey number plastered on the back of the black varsity jacket. Your smile is wide and he knows you’ve been nervously fidgeting by the way you twist and bounce as you stand.

His heart is pounding twice as hard now, not even registering the world around him as he sees you in your heavenly state with his name on your back. His. His jacket. The one that claims you’re his. God, how did he get so lucky?

He doesn’t know when he stopped paying attention to the movements he was making on his skates until he’s smacking embarrassingly into the glass just before you, startling both you and everyone around. You look up, Seth with an unreadable expression on the other side of the glass and you can’t help the shy smile that creeps onto your lips.

Seth tries to regain some kind of confidence again, shooting a wink in your direction and mischievous grin before taking off on the ice again.

You swear your face hurts from smiling and your throat is no doubt sore from the screaming you had done all of game 1. You and the girls make your way down to the tunnel and talk about the events of the game while you wait for the boys. One by one each girl disappears in the arms of her man, you smiling and bidding goodbyes while you impatiently wait for Seth.

“Is that the future Mrs. Jarvis?” you hear from behind you and you turn to see Jarvy smiling like he just won the damn lottery.

You rush forward, wrapping your arms around his neck and pressing kisses anywhere you can reach. You exclaim your praise between each kiss and Seth grins shyly against you.

“You did amazing,” you say leaning back to finally look into your boyfriend's big brown eyes and they shine with pride at your words.

“Thank you baby,” he says, pressing a kiss to your lips before pulling back and staring at you, his eyes roaming your figure, his fingers tracing the outline of his number on your shoulder and his name on your back.

“What’s up lover boy?” you ask, nervous under his gaze.

“You look damn good with my last name,” he murmurs and your face flushes further.

What Seth doesn’t tell you is that from the first day, he’s known you were the one from him. He doesn’t say that since you had your first date he knew you’d be married one day. He doesn’t say how he wants to spoil his proposal right now and just ask you to marry him because he can’t go another second without having you share his name.

He doesn’t tell you that one piece of clothing has made him imagine the next 50 years of his life in the matter of seconds.

But you don’t need to know that. Not yet at least. So Seth settles for another searing kiss to your lips before slinging an arm around your shoulder and leading you home so he can take that jacket off of you and love you properly.

#seth jarvis x y/n #seth jarvis x you #seth jarvis fic #seth jarvis x reader #seth jarvis imagine #prettytoxicrevolver fic #carolina hurricanes fic #carolina hurricanes imagine

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4dtk · 2 years

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but what if . . what if i sat on jjk men ' s laps huh what then

ೃ⁀➷ SITTING IN JJK MEN’S LAPS <33

the way this ask was sent in last week honey im so sorry!!! this week was busy. ANYWAY i loved writing this... especially nanami’s wew 😵‍💫

listing in order of the diff characters, tell me if i missed anything out! / fingering, vaginal penetration, clit stimulation, hints of cuckholding and exhibitionism and voyeurism, degradation, praise, clothed sex, dry humping/grinding, unprotected sex for all, use of ‘sir’, daddy kink, pet names for all, name-calling for some (slut, whore), n*sfw under the cut

GOJO loves you on his lap. it pairs with the hc that he always needs to be touching you, and what better to touch you then by already having you in his grasp right?? other than the obvious cuddling he likes it when you’re snug in his arms. in meetings, watching a movie, in public transport you name it! he likes to caress your thigh and he knows how it affects you when you rub your thighs together. gojo is tame, he tries to be but sometimes he lets his horniness get the best of him. most times, he’s pulling you into his lap more than you are sitting down on his lap, too, so u can imagine the surprise he gets when you fall onto his lap one day with innocent intent, bored out of your mind and tired of watch him do up his stupid reports for his stupid missions at the last minute. you just wanted to go home already, but gojo had other thoughts.

“missing me already?” you can’t argue against your boyfriend’s question, especially when all he’s done is ignore you to fulfil the reports principal yaga had asked him to complete. against your pride, you nod as you plop down on him with your back to him, vaguely skimming over the report that he’s written for the mission in a nearby town. it’s boring details, something that you’re still able to pay attention to even when you feel gojo’s arms curl around you, and it becomes clear to you that your idea of attention is different from your boyfriend’s. soon you can feel his hands turn fidgety, failing to pull away when his hands squeeze your thighs and spread them. he mindlessly places kisses along your shoulder, not caring that the door was so obviously unlocked. “you know i can’t help myself when you sit on my lap, now, princess?” gojo purrs into your ear, thanking the gods that you had worn a skirt today. “will you let me finger your pretty little pussy?” you’ve already sunken into him, hands gripping tightly onto his office’s table while he teased you through your panties. they were soaked in that short period of time, and gojo knows it’s all because of him — but you know you’re not leaving the school until he get what he wants. he inserts a finger, and another, relishing in the way your back arches against him and he hums at your pleas, other hand rubbing your clit in circles. “satoru— need your c-cock, fuck…” you moan out as your hips move with their own mind, grinding down onto his bulge, making the other sigh shakily before he decides that foreplay would take too long. “dirty whore, leaving such a big stain on my pants, just begging to be fucked in school,” gojo stands up and pushes down on your body, your ass still moving against his pelvis and he groans while removing his pants impatiently. he makes sure you’re in good view, tugging your head up by your hair, “if you’re going to be a slut, then i want you to look nanami in the eye when he comes ‘round to collect my report later, got it?”

GETO is in the middle tbh, he likes it as a form of cuddling etc but he also doesn’t really go out of his way to pull you in? and when he does, a lot of the times he likes it to be cute and soft and wouldn’t initiate anything unless you do. geto having you in his lap is his favourite when he’s very sleepy or drunk or crazy in love lol, he’s always turning your head to the side and littering ur face with kisses and likes to worship your body whether it’s from behind or from the side (if he wants to he’ll turn your body). and even from the front if you happen to be straddling him. oh and he loves to make out when you’re on top of him, but yes like i said, a lot of times when you’re on his lap, he won’t take it as anything sexual unless you do something. so you did, upon enjoying your boyfriend having a dream about you, panting and sighing at the lack of friction on his half-hard cock.

you stir when you hear soft pants next to you, feeling awfully sweaty from the morning heat already kicking in. it’s too bad you forgot to switch the fan on last night, but you hardly pay the discomfort any mind when your boyfriend pants again, and then moans out softly, hips thrusting into the air. you pocket it into your mind, partially because you only know yourself to be the needy, horny bitch in the relationship, but also because you think you’ve never seen something more pretty. with his long hair around him and the little ride up of his shirt that exposes his torso, you quickly snap a photo before quietly getting on top of him, breath hitching when you hear him moan louder — this time with your name laced in between. naturally, your own hips move, grinding down on his dick in time with him as your underwear gets wetter with each movement, possibly even soaking through your shorts. “baby? fuck, that feels so good—” geto groans out, hands gripping onto your hips to still your movements, although it doesn’t do much. peeking at you through the morning sun, he reluctantly sits up to kiss you, whining into the kiss at the friction of your cunt against his cock. it makes him intoxicated on the feeling of being so close yet so far in terms of clothing. “does it feel good, sugu?” you mumble into the messy and uncoordinated kiss, hands wandering everywhere while yours tangle into his hair. there’s drool that drips down the side of your mouths and the rhythm of your hips is what geto can’t get enough of. “fuckin’ love it, sweetheart. i fuckin’ love you,” he confesses and it makes your heart soar, cut off shortly by how he hurriedly tugs down his sweatpants and pulls your panties to the side; the sudden exposure makes you gasp, “and i need to be in you, i need to feel you squeezing my cock, baby.” geto’s words are slurred, and it makes you aware of the intimacy, mewling into the crook of his neck when he nudges the tip in, and slowly inches into you. breaths are exchanged and you cannot take your eyes off of your lover’s pleasured face. “p-please move, sugu, need you to m—” your sentence is cut off as he snaps his hips into yours, holding onto his shoulders for dear life. “you’re doing so well, s-shit. take my cock like the good girl you are.”

NANAMI wouldn’t have you on his lap that often, i don’t think so. he wouldn’t want you to interrupt his work at home because then he would get distracted by your presence and as we all know, he doesn’t like doing overtime. if you do get onto his lap though, you’d be shut down if you try anything funny. he’s not exactly mean about it per se but more of just holding your hips down or trapping you against him because he’s trying to focus and you are making it difficult for him to focus. the man has nerves of steel if we’re being honest, so you’d have to try really hard if you want him to abandon work. on weekends when he doesn’t need to be on duty though, you best believe it’s very domestic and soft, watching your favourite with you in his lap sideways while you cuddle into his neck and small makeout sessions in between episodes. still, you enjoy being bratty the most, and most days you taunt him knowing you have a punishment that would eventually be delivered to you.

“sweetheart, stop.” nanami’s warning came like a blessing to you, because you know with each stern sentence you were closer to getting him off of work. you knew it came with a price, a higher stake today as he was working from home, but when your boyfriend ignores you for the most of the morning and afternoon, you think it could be worth it. it was even a miracle that he let you onto his lap especially since he had to be on a call for the whole day just so his boss wouldn’t think he was doing “something else”. at first, you were prepared — staring blankly at your phone or reading a book for the past few hours but you were started to get bored by noon, only starting to wiggle your hips a few hours after lunch. thank fuck the video and mic was off. “darling, i said stop. i need this report out by today.” but you won’t listen, not one bit, removing yourself from the embrace to come face to face with him and you almost consider backing out seeing the expression on his face. “yeah, but i need you, sir,” nanami has the feeling of your cunt against his bulge memorised, so he knows you’re soaked and pliant, ready to be used any time. he could get an extension, or he could get fired for inappropriate acts, he wanted to leave the damn job anyway. “fine. if you want to be a fucking whore, then act like it. take off your clothes,” your mouth is agape for a few, before nanami mutters out again. “do i need to repeat myself? strip.” you’re quick to obey, the absence of clothing allowing you to feel the drag of your clit against him better, hips moving pathetically with soft whines. “you got it, baby. i want you to grind against me; i’m not going to fuck you until you cum without my touch.” it’s torture, knowing how difficult it was for you to get off just by grinding, but you were willing to do anything, starting to move your hips more vigorously against his clothed cock. “you’re such a fucking whore that you’d be willing to moan for everyone to hear, right?” you nod, moans increasing in volume at the thought of his colleagues hearing you lose yourself, “yes, sir. f-fuck, feels so good!” nanami smirks, leaning back into his chair and enjoying the view, and he doesn’t mind his (ex-) colleagues taking in the sight of your sensitive body rutting against him, either. “that so? better soak my trousers, then and i’ll let you cum on my cock like the greedy slut you are.”

TOJI semi loves it ig, only because he’s a huge hulking guy and likes to see you in his lap all small and comfy. obsessed when you’re sleepy or delirious from the lack of sleep that you tend to curl up into him quite a bit. most of the time the dirty fucker is thinking about how to ruin you though, but of course he does it only with your consent (he’s also a filthy man bc he likes somno imagine him trying to contain himself LMAOO poor guy). you in his lap is still a hot and cold situation though, bc he is still a stoic individual and doesn’t show vulnerability easily so he has like the bare minimum going on, like hand on thigh but looking somewhere else or pretending to focus on something else while holding your hand; it’s pretty cute! toji never hesitates to take advantage of any situation, however, and he always loves turning the tide in his favour because he knows you like it too, especially when there’s others in the room.

“toji— megumi’s just right there!” you whisper to him when you feel his hand on your thigh. it wasn’t unusual for toji to be touchy, always needing you whenever his son wasn’t around. tonight he was bold, pulling on your leg and trailing his hand down your torso before swatting him away. “so?” toji just rolls his eyes at another rejection; with his dick aching to be in you, he couldn’t care less that his son could find out that his friend was fucking with his dad. in fact, he wanted him to know — showing off how well your cunt could take him or how deep you’d go down on his fat cock. megumi’s eyes stay rooted to the TV, a little engrossed into the show to notice how you and toji go back and forth, how toji’s large hand cups your pussy, how the warmness and friction makes you grind up against it and how you moan softly that the other’s head snaps back to you. you can only manage a small, shaky smile, saying how you hit your finger before thanking the heavens you at least had a blanket over you. “dirty girl, lying so easily and moaning for daddy like that. wonder what other noises you’ll make when i…” he mumbles lowly, hands dipping into your panties to rub your clit slowly. before you know it, he’s moved you onto his lap, “...slip my fingers in.” he does just that, enjoying how your body twists against him trying to take his thick, longer fingers. you know how wet you are, dripping onto his digits that continue to torment you slowly, and you just hope megumi can’t hear the lewd noises. “daddy — shit — i need you in me, i need you to fuck me, p-please,” toji groans softly at the nickname leaving your mouth, sparing a little glance toward the other watching the television who happened to be nodding off. “daddy will you fuck you dumb soon, okay? hol’ yourself up for me— that’s it, atta girl,” toji yanks down his pants, erection slapping across his navel before guiding you onto his length under the blanket. you lower yourself onto him, whining quietly at how he fills you up and at this point, you can’t care about megumi, focusing on the stretch of toji’s dick in your sopping pussy and his whispers in your ear. toji slaps a hand over your mouth, the situation exciting you so much that you’re clamping down on him, “you’re squeezing me so tight, fuck… we have to be quiet, alright, baby?”

CHOSO is ur baby, what do u mean you’re sitting in his lap? HES the one in your lap. ok im playing but he likes affection that goes both ways so whenever you’re cuddling there’s always a tangle of limbs that you can’t tell who is who. when you’re on his lap, you’re either kissing or sleeping, with the occasional instance of watching a movie or watching choso game (he loves gaming fr). there’s a tenderness that comes with cuddling with choso, esp when you’re on his lap. just like geto, he doesn’t get sexual until you initiate it but for choso, he’s like shocked at the aspect of cuddling + sex but once he gets into it, it’s his FAVOURITE kind of sex. just the closeness of it, the way he can feel your body against him at all times. and because you’re on top, he’s also able to take the reins while letting you do what you want to his body, so give and take on both sides.

“love, you gotta stop wriggling around like that,” choso mumbles into your hair, unsure if you’re aware of what you’re doing or whether you’re trying to find a comfortable position, but he knows that if you continue on, he’s going to call off his match with yuji, todo and noritoshi. you just hum, feeling safe in the haven of his arms whilst you tune out the annoying sound effects of the firing guns and grenades that go off in these battle-slash-fighting games that you never really understood. you can faintly hear yuji yelling at your boyfriend to cover him, but you can only smile hearing no reply since choso liked to play on mute. only you know the reason why: you could always feel him heat up at his friends teasing him, a deep red decorating his pale skin right down to his neck. kissing the skin there, choso freezes up and jerks at the sudden contact, and you giggle when there’s an explosion of a grenade that his character accidentally throws; this is probably why your boyfriend started turning off his mic. “you’re so sensitive, love. even when i do this.” in the next minute, choso definitely knows that you know what you’re doing — it’s just that you decided to keep quiet about the erection that’s formed. “what about this?” choso’s eyes flit down to his crotch where you’ve pulled down his sweatpants, breath hitching as you begin stroking his hardening cock. choso’s idle on his controller now, burying his face into your neck to moan continuously, swearing under his breath when you grind your pussy onto his tip. “holy shit, you’re dripping, sweetheart,” you smile up at him, mouth dropping open when you feel choso take over. “move your panties to the side for me, good girl.” your eyes nearly roll back, sighing shakily when the other drags his dick up and down your folds, finally pushing in the tip before you bottom out eventually. the room feels like it's spinning with the coloured lights and the faint smell of the diffuser, hardly able to focus on anything but the insatiable feeling of choso’s pulsating cock in you. “you should probably leave the game,” you say with a chuckle, cut off by a moan when he holds your hips up and thrusts into your hole, the resonating smack of skin against skin making the both of you whine. “it’s — hah — f-fine, i don’t think i can be away from this cunt any longer.” choso sets a rhythm before you can protest, driving his length deep into you and letting him use your body however he wants. “you’re so t-tight, baby, i don’t think i can last very long. but you’re going to take, shit, all of my cum, right? yeah, you are.”

if y’all are still up for thirsts, hell, i don’t mind lol. send them here

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chaepink · 1 year

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ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Works in Progress! ❤ - 25

last updated: 11.29.23

- this only include requests I've received and not my own ideas - i can choose to write your request into a drabble instead of a full fic if i feel like i can't write it into a fic (or if you don't really specify)

disclaimer: i reserve the right to combine requests if they're similar

Haikyu!!

♡ tsukishima kei

bratty tsukishima w edging and overstim pls bae :)

Aha ay Can I request edging and overstimming Tsukki as punishment after a whole day of him being a brat? Maybe some dacryphilia if you're up for it Ty so much for your time! I love your work

♡ kenma kozume

Kenma as a part-time stripper? Or just a stripper please

♡ osamu miya & atsumu miya

Can I request one where we peg osamu in front of atsumu as punishment for being a brat, we just keep calling osamu a good boy while completely ignoring atsumu, and once we're done with osamu we pound the fuck out of atsumu 😫🙏

My Hero Academia

♡ midoriya izuku

Hey, Can you write for Midoriya with a mommy/Daddy Kink where Midoriya had a bad day and wants to be pampered

I AM BEGGING YOU TO WRITE ABOUT FEM!READER PUNISHING (SPANKING) A SENSITIVE AND SPOILED IZUKU MIDORIYA EVEN THO HES BEING THE GOODEST BOY AS ALWAYS

♡ iida tenya

can i have a iida being hit by sex pollen and reader helping him out please

request numero dos idk but iida with nipple piercings has me reeling. tbh the chance of him actually ever getting them is zero but he actually does and reader discovers them? hoo boy. Imagine he got them all for reader too

♡ dabi

hiii can i request a sugar baby!dabi x sugarmommy!reader were dabi weres the most sluttiest things every day just so people can compliment him and so that the reader punishes and fucks him everyday cause reader is possesive and is turned on by what he wears and dabi also trys to stick his ass almost everywere cause reader is an ass person

♡ shigaraki

hey I was wondering if you could write about sub tomura shigaraki whose a virgin and like being humiliated and degraded? Thanks<3

Chainsaw Man

♡ aki

hi chae!! can i request a sub aki w bondage ? he'd look so good tied up ughngnng..,.,

♡ denji

can i request first time w denji??😊 he would be so pussy drunk n dumb n begging for more loorrrddd

Demon Slayer

♡ rengoku

hii so can you do a sub!rengoku x femdom!vampire reader one? details: y/n is having a bad day and rengoku wants to see whats up with her yk? and when hes finally sick of seeing her bottling all this anger up he wants her to take out her anger on him. Like he just offers her his neck with no hesitation yk? AAAA im down bad (pls include choking and her marking him as well)

Jujutsu Kaisen

♡ gojo satoru

If you're up for it, I have a request or a concept you're more than welcome to add on to or take away from! Please and thank you <3 You know how Gojo thinks he's all that? He's rich, charming, and the greatest sorcerer. He should be worshiped and praised at all times for it, right? Basically, he's being annoying so you punish him by riding him and while acting tired and disinterested at the same time since he lives for attention and praise. It should totally eat him up the fact that you're not praising him for being a good boy, for making you feel good- paired with your lazy movements, pretty much edging him the whole time. You bet your ass he tears up when you fake yawn lmao

Bully reader with nerd virgin Gojo please

ALRIGHTALRIGHTALRIGHT- Can I request making Gojo keep a remote vibrator up his ass for a day. Like you'll go to meetings and missions with him while fuckin around with the remote kicking up the intensity to make him squirm and hold back moans.

Sub bully gojo like he was planning on fucking and bullying reader when the opposite went way? Like reader had enough of his bullshit and makes him cry and overstimulates him?

Can i request sub yandere Gojo hcs , him as a boyfriend

♡ sukuna

Request for fem!reader × sukuna. I'm sick of these fanfictions where a character humiliates, insults, changes and the reader accepts it with adoration. Why not put bully!sukuna in its place? It can be a Sukuna king or a Sukuna at school. Facesitting, strangulation or a strap that will make a Sukuna regret

♡ geto suguru

Hi! I'd like to request for something with Geto Suguru and dumbification please. How about a scenario where gn!reader (with yandere undertones if you're okay with that) gets jealous when Geto was just being too nice with someone else, and takes him home to fuck him roughly until he's drooling all over himself. <3 Thank you if you do this!

♡ megumi

Coyld u pls write megumi with dom and mean reader with mommy kink. Then the reader's overstimulating him till he cry or smthng. (Then there's a fluff in the end?)😭 LIKE PLLSSS

♡ toji

Hi I was the anon who asked about requests- may I request Toji being a brat so you edge him And if you're up for it some knifeplay too with his own cursed dagger Tysm in advance and I love your writing!!

♡ yandere

Could you write sub!yandere/dom!reader where the reader doesn't actually feel sexual attraction but likes to watch their reactions to things like overstim, edging, object insertion, toys, etc?

BABE ILY AND YOUR WORK PLS PLS CAN YOU MAKE MASC!DOM READER WITH A HAREM OF HEAD OVER HEELS YANDERE BOYS!! reader is teasing, cheeky, taunting, etc, yk the personality like a fox? Yeah! And reader is a experimentalist master who is a really addictive sadist? -love you♡♪

Just another brat Yandere w strict gn/m!dom🤭 look straps are very versatile too you know sizes…

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necroangelz · 3 days

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🪽!! I LOVE LEARNING ABOUT OTHER PEOPLE'S OCS

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infodump about an oc

i do too, anon!!

in this post im discussing two ocs instead of one!! that's because they exist within the same story and they're intrinsically linked with each other :3 (although this post will focus more on one oc, norwynn, because i was only able to flesh out their story before i tired of these ocs)

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introducinggg: my ocs essakaria or essa for short, (left one, she/he) and norvynnien or norwynn for short (right one, they/them) the twins with Complicated Sibling Dynamic!!!

i made these ocs when during my Encanto phase and empires SMP phase. the "twin siblings with a complicated bond" detail was inspired by Scott and xornoth from empires SMP, and the themes of like, special gifts and the consequences of having the special gifts were inspired by Encanto.

essa and norwynn are twin siblings and they're royalty. they're the children of the King and Queen of a prosperous and beautiful empire, which i nicknamed the gilded empire but never actually got around to naming

uu see in this kingdom there's some sort of prophecy. every century or three, one twin in a set of twin siblings will be chosen by the universe to receive great power close to godliness that's beyond your imagination (aka they can do literally anything with their powers except for overly crazy reality bending or anything that has to do with time). but they are not granted a good life. they will be revered and glorified, but in the end they will be disgraced, and they'll wither away and be forgotten from history. they will never be truly happy

no one knows about this prophecy. not even the royal family. sure, one could've observed that from reading up on the royal family's history BUT I NEVER THOUGJT ABOUT THAT but history is so distorted no one would know about that shit haha!

so, our latest receiver of this curse hidden as a gift is norvynnien, or norwynn for short.

left is essa, right is norwynn, like the first photo. this one is them as children. (i like this a lot because of the lil details i put in. the simple crown on essa's head vs the flower crown on norwynn's head indicates how adored norwynn was. norwynn stares almost negatively at essa while essa emptily looks into the distance. essa holds up the sword with a bare hand because he was honest and he wanted people to acknowledge all of his work and efforts. norwynn holds a bloody sword pointing down with a gloved hand because they lived a comfortable life and behind the scenes committed horrible acts)

norwynn had a shit life. everyone sorta dehumanized them and glorified them, treating them like a saint that performs miracles and they made them solve like almost every problem in the kingdom. the beacon of hope that only exists to serve. they made norwynn talk to the dead for fucks sake and heal the sick and wounded and breathe life back into forests and whatever the fuck

this caused norwynn to detach themself from everything from a very young age. they didn't enjoy a fun regular childhood. they didn't form meaningful connections w/ anyone because in their eyes everyone just wanted to use them. tbh they were constantly dissociated. they would've had a close bond with essa but the divide between them grew with them until they only regarded each other as strangers. norwynn saw essa as their lowly unworthy sibling, whom they only paid attention when they wanted to play tricks on her for their own amusement; and essa saw norwynn as the sibling she'll never have and the person she'll never be.

no one paid much attention to essa, meaning she made herself work thrice as hard so she can someday achieve her dream of ruling the kingdom. honestly it's interesting that essa actually had a proper dream she worked hard for while norwynn didn't really care about any of that. they thought they'd be fine until the end because of their power and fame. or so they thought!

okay so this part might be a little complicated BUT: norwynn's powers started fading. this scared them a lot. they don't know who tf they are without their powers. so they obsessively experimented with their magic to find out what's going on. they learned something shocking: all of their magic has been weakening except for their "dark magic" that deals with death, corruption, darkness etc which they've barely used because they never needed it.

they experimented often w/ their dark magic to learn more about it. it steadily grew as time passed and the rest of their powers weakened more and more. they found creative ways to cover up the weakening of their powers (example: pretending to heal someone with a morbid illness, and cursing the patient to get worse after getting better so they come back to norwynn again and again) no one suspected anything was wrong and they were admired all the more. norwynn was deathly afraid of anyone finding out something was wrong because they wanted to maintain that facade of godly perfection. NOTHING IS WRONG WITH NORWYNN WHATSOEVER! they were hanging on by a thread bro

i have this mini arc idea in my head where norwynn tries to learn more about the origin of their power (they don't believe that whole "sent by the gods" bullshit) they discover the locations of different lost libraries that could contain info valuable to them and they end up bringing essa along to find the libraries and peruse the knowledge stored within them. why essa?? idfk norwynn was bored. maybe essa had her own thing going on where the libraries could help her and she needed norwynn to access them. this mini arc would not help them get closer but they would feel connected. just a little bit. they'd understand each other just slightly and wonder if their lives would've been better if they were never separated but after that they never talk to each other again

eventually norwynn learned about the prophecy i mentioned in the beginning. this distressed them a lot. they didn't like that their life had been dictated since a millenia ago. most of all they didn't want to be forgotten and hated after giving their everything to their kingdom

so how does this part of norwynn's backstory end? well im not able to explain most of the logic behind this so just bear with me and go along with what i tell uu

norwynn decided to take over their kingdom. most of their magic had become non existent now, leaving only their dark magic available to them, which had become so strong they can hardly contain it anymore. they destroyed the kingdom, setting the streets on fire with unnatural flames that burned faster and hotter than normal flames do. they unleashed earthquakes that split the ground. invasive and dangerous flora grew everywhere, destroying the local environment. (if one is familiar with empires SMP, just imagine xornoth's corruption of the empires. it's like that.) this catastrophic event caused the deaths of norwynn and essa's parents, and the deaths of some nobles.

norwynn claimed that they unleashed invisible toxic vapors that poisoned everyone in the kingdom and everyone would all die in a few minutes. everyone panicked and norwynn enjoyed the power trip. after being coddled and revered and being told that they had to play the part of basically a god bc of the powers they were born with, in some twisted way they enjoyed feared

so yea the citizens of the kingdom were all scared and shit. they begged for their lives and they begged that... "whatever evil spirit possessed their saintly norwynn would leave and stop punishing their kingdom." basically people blamed norwynn's takeover on other faceless forces. most people didn't blame norwynn themself. this pissed norwynn off, that until the end people still hung on to the belief that norwynn was their saint. they couldn't even get the full satisfaction of a villain arc. so they bitterly stopped their attack, withdrew the evil shit they unleashed upon the kingdom, and left. just straight up disappeared.

what happens after that? essa immediately inherited the throne with her parents and twin (norwynn was supposed to inherit the throne lmao they didn't even want it) gone. essa struggled to get used to it, people watching her every move, expecting her to rebuild the kingdom after the destruction wreaked by norwynn, expecting her to be the perfect leader and to fill the roles of her parents and norwynn at once somehow. people looked at her like a stranger. essa knew she shouldve been happy now that she was crowned, but it wasn't right and it wasn't how she wanted it. essa became a competent leader though.

as for norwynn, they became a mysterious and evil witch who traveled around everywhere doing whatever they wanted. and also massacring and killing a lot of people. idk why. sometimes i think of norwynn adopting a very young child who lived in a town she destroyed and raising the child like their own. the child would've been an avian-like creature (like, idk, alula from oneshot) and norwynn wouldve named them Octavia.

norwynn practiced and trained themself to regain the rest of the powers they lost until they were almost at their full strength again. also the ghosts and corpses of everyone they slaughtered haunt them at every sleeping and waking moment of their life

they were free of their life as a "saint" but even until the present they still dehumanized themself, but now they regard themself as a killing machine who slaughtered for their own satisfaction. their sins follow them everywhere

i planned a storyline where norwynn and essa reunite in the present day, and they're forced to ally with each other for their own personal goals. this time they actually develop a bond with each other and norwynn learns to be human. this story never got developed sadly because i only daydreamed of it through vague scenes and concepts

if someone was crazy enough to get this far have some excerpts of my writing related to norwynn and essa.

in this next one i used she/they pronouns for essa

this writing is like years old holy moly. okay bye now

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the-daydream-archives · 1 year

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would you ever consider doing like. a list of your favourite/most used cc?? stuff like skins or presets.. etc. i just love your sims so much sanx your style! np if not ^^

Ngl, I've been putting this off since these asks are a bit more difficult to answer. Maybe in the future, I'll put a resources page so you guys could have easier access to what I use but for now, we'll have to settle for this. A quick disclaimer though is that even though I listed the cc below, I try not to use their items all the time since I like to experiment with different cc from different creators so don't be surprised when I sometimes don't use the CC below at all on my sims. That being said, here's some of the stuff I use:

PRESETS:

h同学/Classmate H

Simbience (ngl I almost always use everything they make)

Stacked Rubbish

PANSY

Hi-land (Mainly their jaw preset packs)

Zerbu

LutessaSims

Saruin

Loi-jiuen

wsyzxkw

squea

deerytrait

meeshi

northsiberianwinds (mainly body presets)

obscurus (mainly body presets)

ashi-shigure

Golyhawhaw (mainly teeth)

StretchSkeleton

Sammi-xox (tbh I use so much of their skinblends)

Luumia

Simjo

Pw-Creations

ice-creamforbreakfast

Vibrantpixels

CarolForest

Silumeo

evoxyr

and more...much much more...im beginning to realize i have too much cc... and that i may have a problem lmao, i also have stuff from sglynyp but they’re much more difficult to get since u need an account for that...

SKIN DETAILS:

So uhh, I wasn’t sure what you meant by skins??? That’s too broad of a term so here are some skin deets that I use and a couple of skin tones since I avoid sim skins with premade face details that I can’t overlay with anything since I can’t change the face details.

Pyxiidis

Atomiclight

Sammi-xox

Lamatisse

Kijiko

Heihu

KindleSpice

Simbience (Just use previous link)

PralineSims

Simandy

And more (I have more cc creators but atm their names seem to be escaping me)

EYES (CONTACTS)

No one really asked for this one this but my recent favorites have been the following (also note I use a lot of eye details but I’ll link them next time):

Goppolsme

Saruin (Please use previous link)

PralineSims

Yunseol

And more...

RESHADE/GSHADE

So I use reshade but tbh I never paid any attention whether or not the settings/ini files I downloaded were gshade or reshade since some of them still work as intended lmao im prolly not supposed to do this but i personally dont really mind and i tweak it if it’s kinda off... i also dont check if its meant for sim 4,3, or 2 since they still kinda work in my case...please dont be like me and please download the correct files lol

Oshinlite (my go-to in game reshade)

Fwalfdorf

tyrbluesims4

malixacc

erasabledinosaur

breezytrait

give me a nickname

serawis

shinybacon

literalite

and more...

I’m tired now, lmao but I hope these help :) If you guys need my cc finds it’s at @the-daydream-search-files

#sims 4 resources #sims 4 #wcif

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miss-celestial-being · 2 years

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Say You Won't Let Go

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request | masterlist

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𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔: eddie munson x fem!reader

𝑠𝑦𝑛𝑜𝑝𝑠𝑖𝑠: lyric fic to the song "Say You Won't Let Go" by james arthur

𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠: mainly tooth-rotting fluff, minor angst bc it felt too tooth-rotting, mentions of cheating but not like detailed (lmk if i missed any)

𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡: 4.4k

𝑎𝑢𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑟’𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑒𝑠: the ending's kinda rushed and im too lazy and in pain to edit anything so you get what you get 🤷‍♀️

tbh i dont suggest listening to the song while reading bc you'll have to keep pausing which is really annoying so if you've never heard it before, listen to it before reading so you know what the tune is and if you have heard it, you're good to go

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Eddie sat Y/n down on the edge of their shared bed, moving a chair to sit in front of her, guitar in hand. He looked into her eyes lovingly, smiling at the sight he knew he'd never get tired of. "Happy anniversary, my love." He said as he picked up his guitar pick, strumming away at the acoustic guitar in his hands.

I met you in the dark, you lit me up

You made me feel as though I was enough

Eddie looked around the room, feeling overwhelmed by the amount of people bow in the small pub he'd grown so fond of, celebrating the graduation of the class of '86. He walked to the bar, ordering a drink over the noise.

Y/n walked to the bar, already tired of the people around her. She walked up next to a boy with long curly hair and rings littering his hand. She smiled at his appearance. "Hey, I like your hair." She yelled over the music as she admired his curls. "Really? I was thinking of cutting it." Y/n's eyebrows furrowed. "Why would you do that? It looks awesome." Eddie looked down bashfully. "I used to get bullied for it, called a freak–well technically it wasn't just for that." He rambled, his mouth moving on its own as his mind focused on the girl before him. "Well now I have to know." Y/n rested her chin on the palm of her hand, batting her eyelashes at the man. He laughed.

"I'm in a band-" "Oh, that's not too bad." Eddie looked down at his drink, not wanting to finish and drive the girl away. "And I play DnD." Y/n shrugged after a moment. "Still don't get why they called you a freak. I mean I get that the newspapers call it devil worship and shit but they make shit up all the time, anything to get more readers." Eddie chuckled, lifting his glass to take a sip of his drink. "I wish everyone was as open minded as you." Y/n smiled. "But then what would you need me for?" She nudged him, Eddie looking down at her with fondness in his eyes. "Hey, what do you want to drink? It's on me." He winked, smiling growing wider at the sound of the girl's angelic laugh.

We danced the night away, we drank too much

Y/n stood up after her third drink, grabbing Eddie's wrist as she walked to the middle of the room. "What are you doing?" Eddie laughed out, confused. "I'm tipsy, I dance when I'm tipsy." Her words came out slightly slurred as she stumbled through the room. "C'mon, dance with me. I thought you were fun." She pouted as Eddie stood still, watching the girl in amusement. Y/n walked forward, moving Eddie's hands to her hips as her own trailed down his chest, back up to his shoulders.

"I don't even know your name and you're trying to feel me up." Y/n laughed, leaning up to his ear. "Y/n." Eddie blushed slightly. "I'm Eddie." Y/n ran her fingers through his hair, a lazy smile resting upon her face. "You have pretty eyes, Eddie." Eddie leaned forward, pressing a soft kiss to her nose. Y/n pulled back, dancing a little as she tried to encourage Eddie. "Now c'mon, you know my name so dance with me." She whined. Eddie rolled his eyes, taking her hand and spinning her, swaying to the rythme of the slow music. The two stared into each other's eyes, minds clouded with the thoughts of the other.

I held your hair back when

You were throwing up

Y/n groaned, sitting up in the unfamiliar bed, holding her aching head. She looked around the room, finding herself alone, surrounded by metal posters and random knickknacks and clothes. A sizzling sound came from just outside the room, the smell of bacon carrying throughout the trailer. Y/n stood slowly, her legs feeling like jelly.

Eddie turned and smiled at the messy-haired girl walking out of his room. "How'd you sleep?" Y/n looked confused. "Where am I? You didn't kidnap me did you?" She chuckled, sitting down on a random chair. "No I didn't kidnap you." Eddie rolled his eyes. "You at my trailer, you want me to take you home?" Y/n whined, shaking her head, stopping abruptly.

Her head was spinning, her eyes going unfocused. Eddie turned to her fully, looking at her worriedly. "You ok-" He was cut off when Y/n stood up, walking quickly into the bathroom. She lifted the lit to the toilet, letting out whatever it is she ate the night before. Eddie winced at the sound, turning off the stove before walking in slowly. He knelt down next to Y/n, rubbing her back comfortingly. "Shh." He whispered in her ear, holding her hair in a makeshift ponytail. He kissed her shoulder lightly, whispering sweet nothings in her ear repeatedly.

She sat up, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, looking up st Eddie with teary eyes. "Sorry." She mumbled. "Why are you sorry?" She shrugged, looking down as Eddie ran his fingers through her hair. "Go lay down, I'll bring you some food and water." He said softly, pressing a kiss to her temple, helping her up and into his bed once more.

Then you smiled over your shoulder

For a minute, I was stone-cold sober

I pulled you closer to my chest

Eddie yawned as he woke up, hugging Y/n tighter to his chest. He placed a tiny kiss to her hair, trailing down her neck to her shoulder. "Good morning beautiful." He whispered groggily in her ear. She groaned, squeezing her eyes to stop light from slipping through the cracks.

Eddie kissed her cheeks, then her forehead, then her nose. Y/n turned her head into the pillow, making Eddie chuckle. "C'mon, love, we gotta get up." Eddie spoke quietly with his lips pressed to her bare shoulder. "Why?" Y/n whined. "Because," Eddie kneaded her thighs gently under the covers, "I have a date planned for us, remember?"

Y/n turned her head to look at him, her face puffy with sleep. She smiled softly, looking up into his eyes, letting Eddie place a chaste kiss to her lips. Eddie pulled back to admire her, completely smitten. He stared at her in awe, his mouth slightly agape. "You're gorgeous."

And you asked me to stay over

I said, I already told ya

I think that you should get some rest

Y/n stumbled into her room, Eddie behind her, keeping her steady. "Alright, c'mon." He mumbled, helping her onto her bed. She sat at the edge, whining as Eddie picked up her leg, taking of her shoe before moving to the other. He moved to the dresser, opening a drawer to find pajamas. "Ok what do you wanna wear?" Y/n looked up at him, thinking for a moment. "The grey ones." Eddie nodded, picking out a grey shirt and pants.

"Alright, can I take this off?" Eddie asked, his hands holding her waistband. "You can to more than that." Her face morphed into a sloppy smirk, leaning back on the bed. Eddie rolled his eyes, taking them off slowly, replacing them with the pants he grabbed.

He slid off her shirt, stopping to admire her, leaning forward to kiss her lips. Eddie unclasped her bra, looking away slightly as he put the shirt over her head.

He laid her down completely on the bed, placing the covers over her as he pressed a kiss to her forehead. Y/n snaked her hands around his neck, pulling his closer. "Stay." She whispered, her eyes fluttering closed. Eddie shook his head, pulling back. "Get some rest, my love."

He turned off the light, closing the door most of the way before walking back down the stairs and out if the house.

I knew I loved you then

But you'd never know

Eddie kissed all over Y/n's face, relishing the angelic sounds of her giggles. She grabbed his head gently, kissing him softly. Eddie deepened the kiss, Y/n's hands falling to her sides.

Eddie pulled back to look into her eyes, his face falling into a soft smile.

"What?" Y/n laughed out, furrowing her eyebrows. Eddie shook his head, lifting his hand to hold her face. "I love you."

Y/n's laughter slowed as she placed her hand over his. Her smile grew as her face grew hot. A smile took over her face as she looked into Eddie's eyes lovingly. "I love you too." Eddie smiled, tickling her sides as she leaned up to kiss her nose, biting it lightly.

'Cause I played it cool when I was scared of letting go

Eddie frowned, hugging Y/n tighter as the speakers announced last call for her flight. "I'll be back in a few months to visit, I promise. We can call every day." Y/n tried, pulling back to look into his sad eyes. Eddie nodded, stepping back with a sniffle. "I love you." Y/n smiled softly, kissing his nose, then cheeks, then lips. "I love you too."

She picked up her bag from the floor, wheeling her suitcase to the gate, leaving Eddie standing by himself.

Eddie sat in his car, sobbing as he rested his head on the steering wheel. He watched as what he assumed to be her flight took off, taking his love away from him. Eddie took a moment to compose himself, driving home to stare at the phone until it rang.

I know I needed you

But I never showed

Eddie held his pillow to his chest, crying into it. His room felt empty without Y/n, making his heart ache ten times worse.

The door squeaked quietly as it opened. A figure tiptoed in, setting down their bag as they sat on the edge of the bed, hearing Eddie's soft sniffles. The figure moved his hair out of his face, eyebrows furrowed in concern. Eddie looked into the familiar eyes, perking up immediately. He brought her i to a tight hug, relishing in the feeling of her warmth. "I love you." He mumbled into her neck, drowsiness taking over.

"I know, baby, I love you too." She spoke softly into his hair, pulling back gently. "Let me get changed and I'll be right back, ok?" Eddie whined but nodded, loosening his hold on Y/n as he watched her move around the room.

She got back into the bed, pulling the covers over the two of them as Eddie rested his head on her chest, holding her close. His eyes fluttered shut, content at the feeling of her hands running through his hair."

But I wanna stay with you until we're grey and old

Eddie took Y/n's hand, guiding her to their destination. The blindfold on Y/n's head was pulled off, revealing a picnic set up at the edge of lovers lake. She turned to him and smiled, her face morphing into that of surprise at the sight before her.

Eddie kneeled, one knee on the ground, a small box in his hand. The tux he was wearing too big for him–likely borrowed from Wayne–making him all the cuter. Tears filled Y/n's eyes as Eddie opened the box, revealing a small ring with one circular diamond in the middle.

Y/n knelt down in front of him, taking his face in her hands, bringing him into a long kiss, nodding into it, running her fingers through his curls. She pulled back, smiling at him brightly, kissing his nose before picking up the ring from the box, slipping it onto her finger.

Just say you won't let go

Y/n screamed out, squeezing Eddie's hand tighter and tighter as the nurse told her to push. She stopped, shaking her head as tears flowed down her cheeks. "I can't, I can't." She repeated, sobbing as Eddie kissed her temple comfortingly.

"It's almost over, my love. Just a little more, baby." Y/n looked into his eyes, nodding, pushing once more before finally hearing cries that weren't her own. She relaxed, closing her eyes as she laid her head back. Her eyes wide, shooting down to look at the doctor as she told her there was another.

After another few minutes of hell, Y/n took her two beautiful babies into her arms, both blessed with the big brown eyes of their father. She looked up at Eddie with a soft smile, pressing a kiss to both the little one's noses.

I'll wake you up with some breakfast in bed

I'll bring you coffee with a kiss on your head

Eddie shushed the two anxious kids as he opened the door softly, revealing a sleeping Y/n. The kids immediately ran, jumping on the bed to wake up their mother. Y/n groaned at the feeling of tiny feet trampling her, turning to shove her head in the pillow. "Wake up! Wake up!" They shouted, stopping their movements to sit next to Y/n under the covers.

Eddie walked in with an apologetic smile, leaning forward to kiss Y/n's head. "Sorry, love, told them to stay quiet but they didn't seem to listen." He rubbed the back of his neck, placing a tray full of Y/n's favorite breakfasts. Y/n sat up, looking at the meal with tired, happy eyes. "What's all this?" She yawned, tickling toddlers' stomachs. The two kids giggled, leaning up to peck her cheek simultaneously. "Happy mother's day, mama." She smiled at them, pulling them into a tight hug. "Thank you babies, I love you." She said softly as she kissed the top of each of their heads.

Eddie came back into the room, a mug of coffee and a card in hand. "Happy mother's day, beautiful." He mumbled against her lips, making the little one's screech out in disgust. "Eww!" The couple laughed against each other's lips, making a scene of kissing each other deeply.

And I'll take the kids to school

Wave them goodbye

Eddie let a tear fall down his cheek as he watched his little one's walk into the big middle school for the first time, smiling sadly at how fast they're growing up. He waved them off, his cheek missing the goodbye kisses they used to give as they went on their way.

He pulled out of the school parking lot, crying softly on the way home. He sat at the dining room table until Y/n got home from the night shift, crying in her arms. They stood like that for a while until Eddie's alarm went off to pick up the kids from school. He sniffed, pulling back to look into the eyes of his wife, smiling at her beauty. "I love you." She whispered, beating him to it. Eddie chuckled softly. "I love you more." Y/n shook her head, running her fingers through his hair. "Not possible."

And I'll thank my lucky stars for that night

Y/n sat at her home desk, typing up some emails, pausing as she rubbed her temple, struggling to keep her eyes open. She leaned back in her chair, her eyes moving to her and Eddie's wedding picture. She smiled at the memory, playing with the ring on her finger. Eddie walked in quietly, wrapping his arms around her tired frame. "Come to bed." He whispered in her ear, his voice raspy from sleep. "I'll be there in a minute, get some rest." Y/n mumbled, her eyes still on the picture.

Eddie followed her gaze, smiling at the picture on her desk. He kissed her neck lightly, turning her face to look at him. "I love you." Y/n's eyes fluttered closed as Eddie's kisses trailed down her chest. "Now come to bed." Y/n let him guid her to their shared room, falling asleep the moment her head hit the pillows. Eddie smiled down at her, kissing her forehead and getting into bed next to her, rolling over to turn off the light.

When you looked over your shoulder

For a minute, I forget that I'm older

Her fingers were pruned from how long she had been washing the dishes, scrubbing away at the mess of the dinners they ate that week. Eddie sat at the dining room table, strumming away at his guitar, writing down on his notepad every time he found something he liked. Y/n smiled at his soft humming, listening to the lyrics he added every so often.

"For a minute I forget that I'm older." He sang quietly, stopping to write it down. Y/n hummed a small tune, continuing washing the dishes as Eddie played the very same tune moments later. "Thanks, darling." Y/n looked back at him over her shoulder, the smile lines by her eyes prominent as she admired him. Eddie looked up at the feeling of her eyes, making funny faces at her to hear her laugh.

Y/n stepped away from the sink, turning it off before stopping in front of Eddie. She looked down at him, playing with his partially graying hair, staring lovingly into his eyes. "I love you." She sighed out, kissing the tip of his nose. Eddie smiled brighter, kissing her stomach, eyes looking up into Y/n's.

I wanna dance with you right now

Eddie hummed softly, taking Y/n's hand from her desk. Y/n looked up at him, slightly confused as he started dancing as she had done when they first met. Y/n laughed, standing with him, wrapping her arms around his neck. "I wanna dance with you right now." He sang quietly before humming once again.

Y/n smiled against his shoulder, rocking gently. "I love you." She whispered. Eddie smiled. "I love you more." Y/n pulled back, biting his nose softly. "Not possible.

Oh, and you look as beautiful as ever

And I swear that everyday you'll get better

You make me feel this way somehow

Y/n turned around, clasping her necklace before patting down her dress. "How does this look?" She asked Eddie as he sat with his back against the headboard, tapping his pen against his notepad. "You look as beautiful as ever." He said as he stared at her in awe, writing down the words after a moment. Y/n kissed him on the cheek, laughing as he hid the paper from her view.

"Wish me luck." Eddie shook his head. "You won't need it, you're already the luckiest person in the world." He rolled his eyes, playfully gesturing to himself. Y/n chuckled, putting on her shoes before heading out.

I'm so in love with you

And I hope you know

Eddie read the words back over and over, smiling at the accuracy. He hummed the tune, strumming away at his guitar. With Y/n out he could finally practice the song he'd been working on for months, just past halfway done by now.

He looked at the clock on the wall after what felt like a few minutes, only to find that it'd been at least three hours. Seconds later the door opened and Y/n walked through. Her feet were sore from dancing and the lazy smile on her face suggested she had a few drinks. Eddie chuckled, standing up to take her hands in his, guiding her to their bed to rest.

Darling, your love is more than worth its weight in gold

Eddie smiled as Y/n unwrapped her gift, their matching Christmas sweaters sparkling under the Christmas lights. Their kids came home for Christmas, sitting around the coffee table as well as their partners. Y/n gasped at the small ring inside, the diamond much larger than the one on her ring finger. She looked up at Eddie with wide eyes, tears forming in them when he got down on one knee, taking the ring in his hand.

"Last time I tried this, I never got to say the speech I had planned so I thought I'd do that now." He cleared his throat, taking his wife's hand in his free one.

"Y/n, you're smile brightens my day, twinkles like the stars. Your laugh makes my day, your cries break my heart. I love you more than the sun loves the moon, so will you please do me the honor of being my wife." Eddie looked up into her eyes with all the love in the universe, he paused for a moment. "Again."

The room echoed with laughter of the people inside as Y/n nodded through the tears, holding his face to bring him into a kiss. "That was the cheesiest shit ever." Y/n laughed as she wiped her tears, stopping Eddie as he tried to take off the old ring, instead putting the new ring on her right hand.

We've come so far, my dear

Look how we've grown

And I wanna stay with you until we're grey and old

Eddie kissed Y/n's shoulder, listening to the soft snores she emitted as she slept. The room felt peaceful, Eddie felt calmed. He hummed the song from where he left off, picking up the notepad from the bedside table to write down the notes.

"I wanna stay with you until we're grey and old." He whispered as he wrote it, stopping once he heard movement from beside him, quickly closing the book to kiss his wife good morning.

Just say you won't let go

Y/n threw her shoes at Eddie as he walked into the room, his heart laced with guilt. He cried silent tears as he watched the love of his life sob in their shared bed. "I'm sorry." He whispered, kneeling next to ber on the bed. "I'm so sorry, my love." His voice cracked as he held her head in his hands, he kissed her forehead, hugging her tight. "I-" He started, stopping as he realized he had no excuse.

He instead sat beside his wife, crying as she curled up i to him. She sobbed softly into his neck, shaking her head. "Why?" He shook his head, running his fingers through her hair. "I don't know." He whispered.

"Do you love me?" Y/n's voice was small, her eyes looking everywhere but him. He held her face, looking into her eyes. "Of course I love you. You are the only person I will ever love, I swear. I am so sorry I ever did that to you. And I will spend the rest of my life hating myself for it. For hurting you."

Y/n looked down. She turned around, facing away from Eddie. "I don't hate you," She started, tears falling again, "I just need time to think." Eddie nodded, moving to stand. "Lay with me?" Eddie smiled sadly, laying back down, wrapping his arms around her. "Of course, my love." He kissed the shell of her ear, whispering softly. "I love you so, so much."

I wanna live with you

Even when we're ghosts

Eddie drove to the supermarket, buying a bouquet of Y/n's favorite flower, walking down the street with them in hand. He walked past an old couple, holding hands and sitting in the park, smiling at them as he realized that's what he wanted with Y/n.

He walked faster, running into the house, picking Y/n up and taking her to the couch to pepper kisses all over her face. She laughed as she pushed at his chest, smiling up at him. Eddie lifted the bouquet in between them, hiding his smile behind them. "What's this?" She took it in her hand, getting her arm pushed back against the cushion as he kissed her neck. "For you."

He kissed her lips, soft and slow, smiling against her lips. "I love you."

'Cause you were always there for me when I needed you most

Eddie whined, coughing into his elbow. The ice pack on his head was no longer cold. The thermometer on the table reading 105°. Y/n sighed, switching the ice pack as she sat next to him, a bowl of soup in hand. "Alright, c'mon. It'll make you feel better." Eddie pushed it away, careful not to spill any. Y/n rolled her eyes. "I already had to deal with two kids, I'm done with that. If you don't want to get better, that's your choice.

Eddie grumbled, taking the bowl, lifting the spool to blow on it before taking a sip. He hummed in delight, eating the rest in minutes. He turned to Y/n, pulling the best puppy-dog eyes he could manage, Y/n rolling her eyes and laying his head on her chest. "I'm gonna get sick you know." Eddie hummed contently, hugging her tighter. Y/n kissed his hair, laying back against the couch.

I'm gonna love you 'til

My lungs give out

Eddie huffed, bending over with his hands on his knees as he tries to regain his breath. The family went to the local park and the little ones wanted to play tag–which for some reason included Eddie. He shook his head, standing up once again. "No more, I'm out." The kids whined and groaned as Eddie walked away, sitting next to Y/n at the picnic tables.

"You're getting too old for that." Y/n smirked as she took a sip from her glass. Eddie placed a hand over his chest, feigning hurt. "I feel betrayed." He turned away from her, crossing his arms like a toddler. "Oh c'mon, you big baby." Y/n rolled her eyes, nudging Eddie with her shoulder. "It means we can spend more time together." She interlocked their fingers, resting her head on his shoulder, looking out at the family she and the man next to her built.

I promise 'til death we part like in our vows

So I wrote this song for you, now everybody knows

That it's just you and me 'til we're grey and old

Eddie and Y/n sat on the couch, cuddled up together as a movie played. He looked down at the woman he loved with everything in him, a soft smile on his face. He kissed her cheek, holding her tighter to him.

Just say you won't let go

Oh, just say you won't let go

Eddie finished, setting his guitar down, a small blush covering his cheeks. He looked down at the floor, too nervous to loom up into her eyes. Y/n smiled like she smiled when they first got engaged, like their wedding day, like when their children took their first steps, like when those same children graduated high school. She looked at him with complete and utter love in her eyes, and behind it all, pride. Pride for the man she had loved for all those years, and the many years to come.

#boredbeeswrite #eddie munson fic #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson x oc #eddie munson x bee #eddie munson #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x you

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hii lira! ive been seeing a lot of wedding tiktoks (maybe a sign for me lol) but instead of actually taking it as one, im gonna tell u how i imagine ow wedding... and you really don't have to read this if you want to cus ...😭

first of all, the dress - since oc is THAT girl, i imagine her with 2 dresses, the main one and one for sort of like an afterparty? anyway i imagine first one obviously as a princess dress, not too huge but not too minimal. and the second one, something more simple - like vivienne westwood bridal dresses. though, with an original touch. i see her as a creative person and she just oozes the energy of someone that's different. (not in a pick me way). that's why she doesn't really "fit in" in the neighborhood - i see her wanting to do something completely original for her special day. so maybe self designed main dress and spicing up her other one. (personally, i rlly love this vw bridal dress, and i'd kill a bitch to wear it at MY WEDDING, https://pin.it/3dG0HSG - though, the original design doesn't include the gloves shown in the picture, so you can think of those as the special added detail.) but tbh, i'm not really sure about the big dress thing since i see her not doing too much, but at the same time, i see her doing everything she has ever imagined doing for her big day and i can tell that girl is a softie inside...no matter how much we deny it

the veil - i see her doing something VERY unique, like maybe sofia richie veil typa thing. maybe covered in pearls or diamonds for that rain droplet effect.

and i see her creating her dream dresses with designers she once worked with, because i bet she's adored in that industry!! so i bet they threw hands over who got to do the honors of working with her for her big day.

jk's outfit - well. i can't really say much cus men are basic... i mean who even looks at them while the bride is right there in all her glory? but i'm pretty sure he looked absolutely DELICIOUS that day. he definitely cried while oc was walking down the aisle and we LOVE him for that.

the guests - i don't think there were too many guests, but enough for the place to be filled with love. oc definitely doesn't seem like the type of person to invite the neighbors of relatives of relatives.

the speeches - OMG JUNGKOOK DEFINITELY CRIED HIS EYES OUT. i strongly believe that both their speeches were so so so cute that they still feel their eyes water when they see the videos of it.

the place - hmmmmm, i feel like it could've been in south korea, or if they wanted a more private one, italy or south of france maybe? and flying all the guests out, but that must've cost a fortune. OR JEJU ISLAND OMG HOW COULD I FORGET?!

but i see them getting married in the place that's really meaningful to them. one that's filled with great memories or the one they've always been talking about and planning on going to. since that hasn't been shown (yet), i cant rlly tell.

the venue - honestly, i haven't really thought about this one. it depends on the place they had their wedding in. but maybe a gorgeous beach view. a LOT of flowers. lots of lights too!

the musician - just because i love her with all my heart, i would hope one of them was none other than miss LEE-HI. especially the song "only". "On tiring nights and busy days, please make room in your heart for me to rest" like hello?? "I'll do better when you promise me we will stay together" i literally cant believe lee hi wrote a song about overwine couple??

idk but that wedding definitely had everyone going wild, had everyone wanting to marry as soon as possible and she ended up on a LOT of wedding inspiration boards.

aaand last but not least, their wedding night. but that's for lira to tell😉

anyways lira bae if u have something different in mind for their wedding, please don't let this distract u from all ur beautiful thoughts, i was just really bored!

oh. my. god.

you just made the rest of my year with this single ask. and now you make me want to write a wedding drabble :( that’s definitely added to the list. oof.

lemme give u my comments on your thoughts :3

so true!! not sure if oc is the type of girl to do “too much”, but she definitely is the type to stand out in a classy and simple way, yet very very outstanding with the way she carries herself in the dress. vivian westwood is so true and oc coded. it’s like you see right through her!! that dress is absolutely beautiful she’d definitely rock it. that dress makes me want to get married.

but also very true when you mention the two different dresses for her big day. i feel like she would get a different dress for the ceremony, something that brings up that princess feel but remains classy, like this (1) or this (2). love the off the shoulders look for her honestly!!

for the rest of the day she’d definitely be wearing something sexy, silky and shiny

the sofia richie veil is spot on. she’d have one that sweeps beautifully over the floors and is three times her size lol

and during the prep of their big day, stylists, decorators and designers were probably standing in fucking line to offer her all sorts of dresses, pieces and decor.

men are very boring when it comes to attire, but jungkook would eat that shit up!! he wouldn’t go with any black, grey or blue suits to live up to the standard, but instead i imagine him in a true, soft beige with a very muted corsage. imagine him in that!! we all know he shed a tear or two while she was walking down the aisle. imagine that cute little scrunch of his nose that makes wrinkles at his eye appear to laugh off the fact that he was getting teary!! especially after he tried to convince all his relatives he would not (!) cry

THEY WERE BAWLING! oh my good it was a mess and babies didn’t even try to hide it. their speeches were probably so personal and cute and a total mess!! got all their guests on a rollercoaster lmao

they’d most likely invited tons of guests but chose a more private location to celebrate at france/italy, or jeju island seem like great guesses! definitely somewhere secluded with mountains, calm sounds of the waters and a beautiful scenery to look out on. some place fairy tale worthy.

only is so wedding coded. so over wine coded. imagine them hiring a singer to sing for them while she walks up the aisle ?!? or jungkook even singing her that song later on the day

I SEARCHED UP AN AI VERSION AND HE’D DEFINITELY SING HER THIS SONG. JK WOULD.

oc definitely ended up having two full spreads in some vogue or bazaar magazine :3 no one can tell me otherwise

wedding drabble. do i do it ?!? wedding night included 😋

#got me smiling from ear to ear imagining over wine couple’s big day #inbox: over wine

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benjibots · 7 months

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GHIS IS ME ENABLING YOU GIVE ME THE SEPHIRAH SCRUNGLY'S CORES YO SUPPRESS

OKOKOK SO. im putting this all under a cut because its long as hell. this is mostly how i think they'd function in the game, but includes minimal details [it was not minimal god help] on why shits fucked

Keuoh's unlocks first out of the two, and after the middle layer Sephirot's cores have been suppressed.

What I focused on here is his ability to open and close the doors of containment units. His responsibility is usually to keep these shut. He doesn't here, the fucker.

Throughout the day, he will cause sporadic qliphoth meltdowns, and cause things to breach at certain meltdown levels. This selection is random.

During his event, the trumpet borders that show at the corners of the screen show indefinitely until the core supression is over with, the warning level gradually going up as the day goes on. Keuoh your core suppression would be awful if it were actually in the game. Hod bless.

This is the song I've kinda associated with it,, I associate Keouh with many an Everhood song. This one specifically I imagine playing in the background tbh.

Peirché's core suppression unlocks after Keouh's core has been suppressed.

Peirché has a hostile breach!! Like An Arbiter and Red Mist. I've been calling it Pink Smoke [after the Scary Jokes song] as a placeholder, but this is subject to change lol

I don't have specifics sorted out for his yet. All I have down is that he has a chainsaw. Bro got into the Residential Departmen's supply closet. It's harder to work out specifics as quickly for him JDHJAFJ

These are the songs I associate with his core suppression, though they're subject to change as I figure more stuff out. Ordered based on how early/late I think they'd play.

OKAY NOW TO WHY SHITS FUCKED.

For Keouh I already went on my whole spiel about him. Angela is waiting for him to die or slip up in some way that gives her an excuse to terminate him. He is also extremely broken, in a literal sense. His problems boil down to not wanting to die yet and grappling with the fact that it happening in the near future is an inevitably in his eyes, whether it be him getting terminated or succumbing to his damage. He's given up, and yet he doesn't want to let go.

Peirché hates it here. That's the short version. It's all just bubbled up to the surface and come out as an infuriated outburst. He seems to be the type to get used a lot, though he isn't naive to this fact. He simply lets it happen, even if he isn't exactly content with it. Kindness requires sacrifice or whatever.

As this went on, though, resentment started to build up inside him. Resentment for the people who do take advantage of his kind will. However, hearing about how Keouh, literally his best friend, had been treated is what pushed him over the edge.

Well, it's that combined with the fact that he was expected to have his work shoved onto him, being forced to shoulder someone else’s burden again just because the idea of giving those duties to another department was 'a waste of space'. Plus the fact that Keouh didn't trust him enough to tell him. He doesn't hold any anger towards him for it, they do end up talking about it, but it's definitely at least a bit of a factor here.

Basically, mostly unrelated things cause Peirché's emotions to overload, and become the catalyst for a completely different problem. He's tired of being treated like dirt by his peers. Why should he have to suffer for being nice? If the simple act of being kind means being trampled over, maybe he'd prefer to be mean and scary instead.

mentally ill robots yaayyy!!!!

#THANK YOUUU FOR LISTENING TO MY DUMBASS RAMBKES JESSE THANK YOUU #SMILEE #this was so much longer than i originally planned 😭#i love rambling about these idiots feel free to ask about them always and forever #lobotomy corporation #lobotomy corporation oc #oc: keouh #oc: peirché #alphabet soup

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lightlycareless · 10 months

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CHAPTER 35 IS HITTING LIKE ALL MY FAVORITE TROPES,, the ao3 outage earlier this week KILLED me right during my standard "rereading the latest chapter over and over" frenzy,,,

this one had me throwing my phone on my bed and covering my face w my hands like a flustered maiden. losing my fucking shit the entire time

the sudden "theres something going on that all the staff are whispering about" had me like,, what the fuck is going on,, is someone DEAD? and a momentary "HOW MANY MONTHS HAS IT BEEN SINCE THAT ULTIMATUM" and then its naoya's dumb ass getting himself sick. i'd be annoyed at him if it weren't for the incredible scenes this grants us later in the chapter

(and its also SO FUNNY *how* he got sick-- literally stranded in some cursed energy zone all pathetic and alone. just like my sad kicked dog description i keep using for him. he is embodying it fully and truly.)

when naoya's staff came up to y/n like "its about naoya's health we need you" i was like "ohh the drama is he gonna die without her there or something" and,, turns out thats exactly it he probably would've died from refusing to take medicine if she weren't there. glorious. hes so pathetic its unreal (affectionate)

THEYRE FINALLY ALONE TOGETHER AGAIN,, it feels like its been so long and it apparently has been for him-- feeling like its been centuries since hes seen her. ME TOO MF MAYBE IF YOU WERE LESS OF AN ASSHOLE WE COULDVE BEEN HERE EARLIER

"it feels like you could literally do just about anything with him and he wouldn't be able to stop it" - "you were sure you could control him" Y/N,, GIRL,, YOU WANNA TOP HIM SO BAD OOO YOU WANT TO DOM HIM SO BAD. IM CHEERING FOR YOU (she might've been thinking more about murder. but i know what i was thinking) that followed by the "holding the cup directly to his lips to make him drink" scene is killing me. im going insane for them.

she FINALLY gets to interrogate his ass and he CAN'T go anywhere or do anything about it this whole scene was AMAZING. we get so much added dimension to both of them with y/n finally getting to snap on him somewhat and say/ask all the things she's been hiding, and naoya finally showing a little bit of that vulnerability with the discussion about the records and his mother. there's SO much going on here and i can't WAIT to see how that's gonna unfold in the next chapter ft. all sorts of flashbacks

i would read like 35 more chapters of just these sick shenanigans going on tbh. naoya's pov during this kinda thing would be so interesting too-- how deliriously out of it is he actually? is he gonna be absolutely mortified at this behavior when he's more lucid? i could also imagine him pretending to be sick for wayyy longer than he really is just so y/n won't leave,,,

outstanding showstopping amazing. i cant wait to see whats next!

Hi!!!! AAAA sorry for taking a while to get back to your ask, however I must say that when I saw this pop up on my inbox I was going through somewhat of a sad moment, and this made me very happy :’) So thank you!! 😭❤️❤️❤️❤️

Now onto the juicy details…

I’m 100% aware that I’ve been writing nothing less than indulging tropes… AND I’M GLAD ABOUT IT HAHAHAH I’M NEVER GONNA STOP

I think I might’ve been a bit dramatic when writing the reaction from the staff. But after everything that happened… there’s no other way for them to react 😂 The never-ending drama in the Naoya-Y/N soap opera has them on edge, they saw this coming and was only a matter of waiting when it would occur.

It makes me wonder what Naobito’s opinion about this whole charade was 🤔 From disappointment towards his son, to amusement when hearing that Naoya has been incessantly calling for Y/N. He probably lurked around as close as he could to get a better look of what was happening, maybe even bringing some popcorn to enjoy the show. Y/N was right to assume that his family would’ve intervened to force her into aiding Naoya, although… not because they cared but rather because Naobito was tired of things being boring.

Omg… who does he ship Y/N with? Naoya or Naoaki? WTF am I even saying lmao 😂 I need to log off.

As for the timeline… please don’t ask me about it AHAHAH I feel like after all the things that happened, if I were to sit down and determine how much time has passed since the beginning of the story… it would probably be like 5 years or so lol —well, it certainly feels like it anyways. But I will set a time frame in the following chapters to give you an example of how long it’s been, if it’s believable anyways 😂 Thank god it’s fiction AMIRITE? (excuse my lazy writing 😭)

Anyways, the way he got sick is exactly as you described: overall pathetic. There really is no better words to say, serves to show how he’s slowly losing himself 💀😂 ah, poor Naoya, but can’t say he doesn’t deserve it. I wonder what he actually did in those missing days?

I’m very surprised y/n was involved at all for there’s no way the staff didn’t know of their tumultuous relationship. This more likely than not could’ve worsened his situation… and if she was truly vengeful she could’ve taken this chance to kill him and yet, they still had faith on her, believed she would somehow ignore all the horrible things he had done to her and do the right thing. And in that matter, they don’t deserve Y/N lol. Once again if she were a bit more unhinged, she could easily be a Tomie-type of character… but where’s the fun in that? (at least for what I have in mind, not gonna say that writing that kind of story isn’t intriguing hehe)

Well, the threat of her being forced by her in-laws lingered in the back of her mind, perhaps even her main motivator, but all things considered she decided to do so because, well, she’s not completely evil. She should’ve been a bit harsher… but well, that doesn’t really align to the values she was taught with.

Talking about the alone part… wow. It has been a while since we saw them together like that; like what, 10 chapters? Lol Still, if Y/N had been that unhinged she could’ve been like “I’m taking my ladies with me AND Naoaki for my well-being” and that would’ve murdered Naoya and his staff immediately. HAHAHAH Can you imagine that though? Still, I won’t say that doesn’t sound a bit ridiculous 😂 the whole family reunited in his room lol.

But yeah!! It’s been so long, and it’s finally happening… under relatively normal conditions where Naoya isn’t terrorizing her. It does make me wonder how their time at the ryokan during their honeymoon was like… I might write about it… some snippets here and there (or if someone wants to send in an ask of what they think happened heheh) anyways, her being in this position of power is a bit unnerving to her, and within reason. From being berated almost daily, to being in a situation where she can literally do anything and who’s gonna stop her?????

Well, Y/N isn’t that crazy like Naoya, but I’m sure she’ll make the most out of this situation anyways.

AS FOR THE TOPPING IMPLICATION…. Damn. I didn’t even think about it like that hahah I was out here imagining how “Y/N wants to beat him up, make him suffer, so he can get a taste of what she’s been through………….” And then you show me the other side of the coin where she might want to top him DAMN that’s an interesting perspective of something that might happen further down the road…. AHAHAHHAHA I won’t say anything more.

Either way, not that the aspect of “intimacy” has been brought up, for me those moments that Y/N was taking care of Naoya felt… well, intimate, if that makes sense. Probably a delusion from my side, but it’s the kind of domestic things I want to see happening between the two 😭 no more drama or fighting, just the two being in a healthy, happy relationship. Like Naoya coming back injured from a mission and Y/N tending for him because she cares for him, not because she’s being forced or because Naoya was acting stupid or whatever.

But we shall see, we’re getting somewhere after all :>

The highlights of this chapter would definitely be Naoya opening up to Y/N (although a bit, and when he’s not 100% him, but it’s something…) and Y/N talking (or more like demanding) to know about the records and why he’s acting like that… even though she doesn’t believe him that much lol.

NGL I’m excited for the next chapter, it’s going to be flashbacks that will certainly affect their relationship—something I’ve been wanting to write too! Like, I hadn’t said anything about Tomoko outside of Naoaki’s perspective, but what about Naoya?! What’s his relationship with her like? How was she during her last days at the Estate? And for Y/N, HOW DID MINAKO DIE? Oof, very interesting indeed.

The following chapter, whether for the worse or for the better, is necessary for their marriage. As well as his sickness :> We’re finally getting development for the two yall!!

Anyways, thank you so much for your patience and support! We’re slowly moving forward to the “good stuff” that I cannot WAIT to post!!! There’s also a few more tropes (I guess) that I want to introduce… some that I think are very obvious (of course, because I know what’s happening lmao) 😂 but I can’t help but indulge on them!!!! It’s like an addiction, I must… have… it.

Once again, thank you so much for being patient with me during this short break 🥺❤️ I hope you like the next chapters!! Take care, have a wonderful week, and hope to see you soon!!

#ask #ask series: first it hurts—#naoya zenin #naoya zen'in #naoya x reader #naoya zenin x reader #naoya zenin x your #jjk naoya #naoya zen'in x reader

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b-i-t-c-h-y-m-u-g-g-l-e · 4 months

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A little bit of my room at the physical therapy oncology room I was given. I won't take more pics yet cos I don't have permission and don't wanna overstep (but if the doc says its okay Im giving a tour for those interested in seeing a physical therapy hospital for cancer patients.)

All of the therapists are oncologists too which also impressed me. Like i talked to the head doctor that convinced me to come here and they're both physical therapists and oncologists that started the special physical therapy spa for people that have been paralyzed etc from bone cancers/tumors. Im exactly where I should be.)

So far my room is HUGE that I can easily use a wheelchair and walker without knocking into anything.

Bathroom is also huge so its a lot easier for me to do everything. I'm by myself and there's like 7 other patients so I took the risk and put stuff in the bathroom to have my hygiene products more accessible (although I don't mind sharing my stuff as long as I'm asked first tbh. If I get a roomie or anything. I helped my last roomie out so it was all good)

The only downside... is the food 😭. I think it's my diet though. I have pre diabetes cos when I was on steroids I was craving very sweet things so I was eating butterfingers, chocolate covered raisens AND nuts, bonbons, lollipops, tons of cookies well... I messed myself up that I gave myself pre-diabetes (be careful, you guys. I can't believe it was THAT easy to give myself pre-diabetes. Watch your health so you won't end with a shitty diet like me 😭)

I know they're trying to stabilize my blood sugar so I won't get full on diabetes (cos it can be stabilized. My aunt and grandpa were stabilized and are back to normal again)

But a flavorless, high fiber diet is really ugh. I'll have to suffer through it cos they know what's best and they're basing my diet on my blood work (they check EVERYTHING here. Glad I went to this hospital rather than the local one in my town. The hospital in my hometown is nowhere near this attentive to every detail and plus the social worker in my town hospital sympathized with and sneakily told me to come this hospital cos of its success rate. Heck a number of the staff are survivors themselves so I know there's a high success rate (and they call regularly to check on you so they keep track of you even if you're not hospitalized)

Anyways I waxed poetic enough. I will force myself to eat the bland food cos these people literally have helped me stand up and walk again and have shrunken most of my tumors and I'm so grateful for that although I really hated the steroids, some hold ups, i was ornery. I hate being that way but now after 2 weeks of being off the steroids and stabilizing I feel like such an epic bitch cos I was complaining for stuff that couldn't be helped.

I tend to be a looooooot more patient and laid back than that moody bitch I was displaying.

I worked for years in childcare. I got paid a lot for it too and while I was college I even had a waiting list cos some of the problematic kids only got along with me (I was good dealing with unruly hyperactive ones. Some kids i couldn't handle however, *cough* my younger brother *cough* cos i wasnt an absolute miracle worker but you get the point. By the times their parents picked them up the kids would be well fed and tired cos I wouldn't let up on entertaining them in physical activities like sports etc. Best thing for these kids is exhausting them with activities they like 🤣.

I know I rambled but what I'm saying is that these kids were children others didn't want to take on cos it would take A LOT of patience to deal with their attitudes and high energy levels and I was able to handle them and not get mad (probably cos I used to be an "unruly kid" myself and I know we can change and know what we needed to simmer down)

Those steroids... I know that I bitch a lot about them... I wasnt me AT ALL with those demonic pills. This IMPATIENCE, lack of comprehension skills, like my brain and temperament switched. I mean I'm sassy by nature (to other adults) but this went BEYOND that.

So if you're taking these types of meds... and you see those changes, don't worry cos that's not you and you know it. Once you're outta it you'll realize that. I'm actually terrified now that my mind has cleared and I apologized to some people but they said they've seen it happen to most saintly of people to not be upset (which makes me feel worse 😔)

Anyways dang i talked too much ahahahaha. Wanted to give a big update about this nice new location to help me out (still impressed. Glad i let the head doctor convince me to enter the program, lol) and I'm feeling like my old self every day little by little finally.

#personal #physical therapy

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your-local-uwu-artist · 1 year

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charlotte ref : more design notes/funfacts and additional doodles under the cut

-a lot of her early designs gave her shoulder length messy hair or braids instead of pigtails

-her silver hair is inspired by sophie from “miss vampire that lives in my neighborhood” as well as good smile’s milla vampire nendoroid doll

-tbh those 2 characters inspired her design alot in general, personality wise she’s more sophie inspired sense sophie is simmilarly nonchalant

-her early designs had dangly feet/no ankle and also only had a blush mark instead of a nose, (tho the blush mark and noses do look very simmilar djnak) these design aspects were changed so that she could better fit in stylistically with the mario characters shes to be drawn with

-however I made sure to keep her traits distinct enough that her design can be translated into different art styles, so she can be either super cartoony or very anime

-shes mostly triangular, with her skirt, puffy sleeves, ears, mouth, and her 3 point hair ruffles

-i wanted her to have that gothic lolita anime girl aesthetic

- I tried to make her have a good balance between being “neat and tidy and fancy” and “lazy and unkempt and tired”

-not slouched/good posture but does have like turned inwards body launguage (like shoulders tucked in and pigeon toes: the kind of body launguage given to shy characters)

i try to keep her main facial shapes in mind when drawing her expressions~ mostly her semi circle eyes~

her bat form has semi circle shaped ears, keeps her ribbon and frilly collar, her little like face fluff/whiskers idk, is in groups of 3 just like her hair, and her body is shaped like a tear drop, her ahoge reminds the same as well. and of course her bat forms colors are grey to match her hair

id be getting into spoiler territory if i discuss these in too much detail but i do encourage people to read into them lmao fnsdkjafkds

her ahoge is the same but her bangs are much neater, her pigtails have the same group of 3 tuffs tho, im thinkng that her hair was probably a bit more saturated when she was human (like a bit closer to a greyish blue than bluisih grey) also i think her human eye color would have been a shade of purple

charlotte was probably around ages 6-8 when she died, and remembers nothing from when she was human nor how she became a vampire

#character design #vampire oc #kyukyudraws #character ref sheet #i love her so much she is a poor little meow meow frrr #yumehocshi #charlotte tag

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i am here to show a few reasons why cinders ouatis does, in fact, qualify as a cinerella.

(btw htis is not to pcik a fight or to be rude to that anon, i would sjut like to show that there are several thigns the propaganda did not speak of that qualified her for the position, if she's meant to follow all the cinerellea tropes.)

first, her story, then how it falls into line with what makes a cinderella.

so, her mom died. that's. that's kidna a big stapple in msot cinderallas. her dad (the king btw, i promise it's kinda important) remarried to her "wicked stepmother" and then had new stepsisters as well (wicked in quotes. they're- ok. there's a lot)

in the era of a war against king Cole, cole ended up taking over her kingdom/planet, with the help of her stepsisters and step mother, and they kinda turned her in ("wicked" part). she was then thrown into jail.

(also her love interest was, at least in popular theories since it wasn't explicetly stated, one of the commanding officers in the raid.)

rose, her love interest ("Prince Charming" but yk princess bc lesbians yippee!), got to know her a bit while she was still in prison, and there was like a lot of unresolved everything.

then a "godmother in white" (snow, rose's sister, or at least that's how i interpreted it, however it could very well be general white or whatever her title was that snow ended up adopting) broke her out the day that rose was resasigned and leaving planet. the godmother told her that if she and rose were married by midnight, then they woul be able to be together bc idk laws ig? (i mean, i've nevre heard of laws that allow that but yk ok why not)

then at the wedding cole ended up kidnapping rose and cinders fled (she also feels really guilty about this, but if you read the fiction for it, im pretty sure it said that rose had told her to run) and was one fo the few survivers of the everything that happened there.

then she spends the rest of her years hunting down rose wiht this like... mood ring? at least it kinda works like one i think.

then when she finally finds rose agin.... um.

well, i'll let you listen to the album.

(it's sad.)

NOW HERE'S WHERE THINGS OVERLAP

again, the remarriage of her father.

then the way her stepmother and sisters treated her. now, again. never explicitly stated how they treated her before cole came and stuff, but after that, she was in the position of being in rags when she deserved so mcuh more than that, but her stepfamily took it from her (in a few other ersion it's the stepmother making her the family servant/slave, in other version it's... something else idk i don''t read a lot of cinderella stuff tbh i preffer other fairy tales).

then we have the godmother saving her. that part speaks for itself. i think.

then for the ball (or in this case, a wedding to her "true love"), it IS explicitly stated that the rings, that turn red when its other is with it, are made of glass. in the fiction, it said that as cinders was putting the ring on rose's finger, the bmombs went off, and she dropped it. rose caught it, stuffed it in her wedding dress pocket (fuck yeah, i would love to have that on my wedding dress), told cinders to run. leaving the glass slipper (ring, ig, but yk it slipped so) behind, right around midnight.

also, her name isn't even cinders officially! i don't know what it was before, but durring the whole revolution and such and her looking for rose, she edned up taking a new name/persona, much like snow, and was dubbed cinders, "after the her ashen world" (or whatevr it was, idk, i haven't listened to the album in a bit). again, this plays into the whole thing with the name that many other version and adaptations liek to play off of.

tbh this is all i can think of rn bc im kinda tired, so feel free to expand on this. wanted to give as mcuh details as i could abotu her story and how it is fairly similar to every other cinderella story.

however to me, a lot of these cinderellas also jsut. aren't too close to a certain story of cinderella. there's a lot of creative liberaty taken in every version. now, the album in it of itself, (once upon a time (in space)) takes a bucnh of stories, this and many other fary tales, and twists them and makes it their own. it's an adaptation. and when it comes to things like folk lore, ledgends, myths, and fairy tales (especially those), there's always gonna be some inconsistancies than with other version derived of the same media. hell, even jsut the stories themselves almsot never stay consistent.

a cinderella is a cinderella if they are said to be based off of the story of cinderella. (im looking at you carrie, and how no one said she was any less of a cinderella than any other competitor)

-A

If this propaganda has convinced you, click here to vote for Cinders (Once Upon a Time in Space)!

#im going to be honest i didnt read all of this bc i cant focus on it rn #but ofc like everyone is allowed to send in info on their cinderella! :)#i do want to say i dont think prev anon wanted to say cinders shouldnt count for the tourney #i just think they found them less cinderella y than other contestants #but maybe reading this would change their mind !!#long post #ask #propaganda #not a poll

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