#tinier than a flower

[collectorcookie]

more people need to draw them in these outfits honestly

#south etude outfits are superior because rain theme #don't. pay too much attention to the details here #snow mahoyaku #white mahoyaku #i love making them even tinier than they already are #The flowers outside reminded me of these outfits specifically so i did what i had to do #mahoyaku #mahoyaku fanart #cookie draws

[alienssstufff]

very specific question for advice: how do manage to get your lines like so neat even for quick sketchy stuff it's always so clean?

very specific answers for a very specific question:

confession - even for sketchy stuff i go over drafts in a slightly neater sketch. I could clean it it'd be faster sure. but i dont :]

Purposes of my sketch process to be readable for when translating to cleaner lineart and colours etc - more about establishing a form, less worrying about the tinier details (eg pant belts and bdubs' flowers). Even as simpler as a silhouette is ok (see the shoes)

highhh stability settings (30/40 in mediabang) > faster brushstrokes without needing to care about how straight a curve is (im also left-handed 0 stability for a lefty is harddd)

anti-aliasing (the effect that makes the edges of brushes look softer) is turned OFF. Makes colouring easier + sketches look less fuzzier if ever need to Transform to adjust proportions

sketching in lighter colours gives the impression of the drawing being much neater than it actually is. Mentally drawing in dark colours, especially if your lines are very sketchy - visually feels boxed in and harder to distinguish what part of the drawing is what. Just drawing brighter, colour coding important parts of a drawing that requires that distinction (eg the impdubs sketch in different shades of blue)

this branches off the last advice - going over parts of a drawing (eg: form covered by clothing) in an eraser with less than 100% opacity to help with sketch readability

TLDR: >Less tells more >High stability, no anti-alias, quick strokes >Colour coding with brighter lines

#ask stufff #aliensssrefs #excuses to show off the rougher sketches i like them :] #hermitshipping #(roman why is bdubs in all of these)

[frenchkisstheabyss]

♡ Being Poly w/ Minsung♡

♡ I got a request for poly!minsung x chubby!reader and I'm more than happy to do this because I truly have the softest spot for minsung content ♡

Genre: fluffy fluff

If you're anxious/nervous each of them will hold one of your hands. Lino's calm, quiet presence makes you feel grounded while Han's bubbly warmth takes your mind off of things.

When you finally decide to get an apartment together Lino works for days planting you a gorgeous window garden with seeds of your favorite flowers. Han keeps it up, watering your flowers and even making you cute lil crafts out of the tinier ones.

It doesn't matter where/how you guys are cuddling, you'll always be in the middle so that they get equal parts of you and you get equal parts of them.

Arguments rarely happen but when they do you guys are patient with each other, understanding that each of you has your own unique way of communicating and that, no matter what, you love each other.

You rock, paper, scissors for who gets to control the aux in the car but you and Han end up giving it to Lino anyway to show how much you appreciate him always driving. Not before playing a song to properly annoy him though and singing it at full volume.

You guys have lockscreens of your favorite TV/movie trio that connects to make one complete picture when you put your phones beside each other's. It doesn't matter that your friends think it's cheesy. You love it.

No matter how hectic work has been you make sure to have dinner togther so that you can end the night in your happy place which is together.

If you cry then Han's gonna cry and Lino will hold out for as long as he can because "he's not as emotional" only to shed a few tears himself.

You respect each other's personal space but prefer to spend your time together anyway, even if it means quietly sitting in a room doing different things. You simply love each other's company.

There's no such thing as a kiss without passion in it. If it's a peck on the cheek or a full on makeout session, they pour their entire hearts into any physical contact with you.

Lino and Han's pre-existing friendship is a big part of why jealousy isn't an issue. Their shared love of you mixed with your support of their friendship makes your bond stronger.

#stray kids x reader #han jisung x reader #lee know x reader #minsung x reader #stray kids x you #stray kids x y/n #stray kids x chubby reader #stray kids fluff #chubby reader #plus size reader

[nekassvariigs]

"This one's reserved"

SFW , Fluff.

crocodile x reader

You always wondered why he never put rings on that finger, he'd always wear the flashiest diamonds and most intricate exspensive golds on his hands however solely refused to take up space on his hand.

He likes looking exspensive so why didnt he add another?

"Could it be?" The thought flashed your mind. Maybe he leaves it bare because hes reserving it for a wedding ring.. You thought.

Its the right hand and the right finger is he really that type of man? To hold him in high enough proper standarts to avoid using jewlery for that purpose alone. The thought made you blush a little.

"How modest of him.." you giggled.

"What is?" A voice from the shadows erupted, gleaming brown eyes reflecting sunlight.

"Oh nothing.." you kept smiling.

"Go on i'm waiting." He waited, stepping out of the shadows he leaned back in his chair white smoke lingering from his cigar.

"I don't think youre interested in old fashion modesty, are you?" You leaned on the table beside him scooting over some of his papers.

"Who knows, is this the reason youre acting like a school girl?" His answer was as dry as sand.

"Not really no." You lied looking at the way he puffed his cigar. Every finger coated in gold except one huh.

"In any case get off the table i have work to do." He demanded making you push yourself off the wodden desk.

Not to assume but was he avoiding your questioning?

You smiled to yourself for the last time nearing his door until you stopped. He didnt ask you to leave like he usually does, you dared to test your limits trying to overstay your welcome you headed for the large bookshelf grabbing out a book.

Crocodiles eyes followed you slowly watching what youre doing, not like he cared but somehow it was nice to have company for once. He thought.

You knew how dismissive and heardheaded this man was, how little he trusted those around him and not to mention how hard was it to even begin to make him talk to you like two proper adults not wanting to kill eachother.

You flipped the book on its back reading the introduction of it then you pried open the first page starting to read.

A while passed eventually Crocodile butted out his cigar cutting it with a neat machine for another use.

Some time passed as you were now on the fiftieth page of the book enticed in the story it told, until you looked over his direction. He was sitting silently filing out paperwork ,somehow he looked a little at peace, not guarded a bit relaxed. It was a refershing sight.

You gently smiled at the view and with a poof your book came to a close. You didnt want to disturb him so you got up quietly putting the book back ,your feet nearing the door out of his office.

In the back of your head you could feel a gaze, he was eyeing you again. The question seemed to bother him a little.

You opened the door and before he got to annoy you more with his dry and uninformative answers you headed out.

You made your way to the kitchen many floors below his office, asking the chefs at his casino for some hot water and tea.

"Whats the occasion las'?" The cook asked unusual of you to order anything here.

"Oh you know, showing some courtesy to the big bad man."

"Hmm i see, take this in that case.

He offered you a small bag filled with crumpled up leaves no doubt tea, with a bit of a crunch you opened it, nose filling with the scent of ginger and florals.

"Do you mind if i get some utensils and hot water with it?"

"Not at all, here you go kid." the man replied offering you a nice tray with some sugar lemon and a tiny flower in an even tinier vase.

"How cute.." you observed the little flower.

"Think he's the type to care for flowers?"

"Dont think so, but if you are keep the water changed every few days, should bloom beautifully." he added trying not to talk about his boss all too much.

The flower was maybe a bit bigger than a timy rock, a very floral white it had for petals, you wanted to nurture it and see it bloom.

Making your way back into his office you put down the tray on the book-table the tiny flower dangling in the middle of it.

"Care for some tea?" You offered politley. Hearing nothing.

Back to his old self again?

Crocodile was so much in the zone he actually didnt even notice you entering as this was a very important contract he had to decide on, he was wondering about expanding the casino buisness for a while now however not in the same town or country.

You poured yourself two cups of tea the aroma of ginger filling the air around you. You placed a few sliced of lemon on the side of the cupholder and a pair of sugar cubes, not knowing how he likes his tea you prepared for the occasion anyway.

"Thanks." He kept reading the contract.

You paused for a second, giving the authorative male a quick glance, he wasn't even focused on his surroundings he spaced out so much that he of all people thanked for tea from you.

You slightly chuckled daring to press your hand against his shoulder before walking off a second time.

He felt the warmth on his side however still too distracted with the contract to care.

"In order of offering our land in the country of-" he stopped focusing. He had been reading far too much and all these logistics were making his brain aggitated. He lit the cigar taking the cup in hand didnt bother with sugar or lemon. He admired the taste afterall he picked it for the mènu.

"I wouldnt call it modesty," He exhaled a cloud of weak smoke, "This one's reserved for something better than gaudy jewelry."

"Theres something better than gold for you?" you piqued not expecting him to start talking about feelings what so ever.

"Mm." his voice rumbled deep in his chest, it was interesting how little yet how much he can exspose you to his inner world.

You smiled understandingly, "Cheers to that." You drank in odd silence, Crocodile held something back that day.

- 5 days later -

You had taken care of the flower everyday watering it putting it in shade and in the sun making sure to relish the hard work and consistency you gave it.

Ah if only work could be this easy.

Thankfully your errands dropped before you had the chance to start them, you didnt ask about it either, happily taking the day off.

It was around midday, you were busy continuing the book and all of a sudden the sound of metal on wood alerted you, something fell..

You got up to check, still rolling right under the beautifully bloomed flower layed a slim gold ring.

Your eyes wide as how it got in the room in the first place you picked it up setting it on your finger for experimentation. It fit at best your middle finger however once switching one over it slided on perfectly not willing to budge.

"Hmm, this is nice." you liked how it looked, chique but extrordinary something about it made you like it more and more.

Few knocks and no wait for an answer the door opened the tall figure welcoming himself in.

"Anything wrong?" you asked him.

"No, simply sweeping the perimiter, i seem to have lost something." he looked at you.

"?" you stared stupidly at him.

"Maybe it was this?" You showed you hand to him the golden ring sitting on your ring finger perfectly.

"Got married or are you just bragging?"

Your face flushed. "W-What neither i just found this thing in my room."

He hummed staring at you, hand reaching for his cigar you noticed the spot on his hand that was empty a few days before was now enticed in a simple thick wedding band.

"Youre joking right?" you were shocked.

"What."

"Well hello something better than gold? but its there anyway."

"It's different." He calmly stated taking your hand in his, he kissed your knuckle leaving you speachless.

"This one is for you and me."

#crocodile one piece #sir crocodile #one piece crocodile #crocodile x reader #crocodile x y/n #crocodile x you #onepiece #one piece fanfiction

[glitchtricks94]

Demon Slayer Drabbles!: Upper Moons 5 and 6 with a Darling That Draws Them!

I KNOW I HAVE A SMUT IN THE WORKS BUT Y'ALL ARE GONNA BE ON HOLD. I got this idea while talking with @vampcubus, lovely person btw, love them lots, so here we are. Also Gyutaro brainrot is real. We got two men, just finished writing them, gonna post and pass out, please enjoy the fluff. Read beneath the cut, because it's late and my usual style is escaping me at the moment. Anyways, with that out of the way, kick back, relax and enjoy~ -Glitchtricks

Gyutaro

He doesn't understand why you were stealing so many glances at him while scribbling in that blank book he stole for you to use, the scratching of the pencil lead against the paper filling the room, drawing Gyutaro from his meditation to focus on your tinier frame. Amber eyes lock with yours and Gyutaro raises a brow seeing you blush brightly and shyly look back at what you're working on, the scraping sounds intensifying in the silence of the demon's den. He got to his feet, dragging himself to your side. You were awfully weird for a human, a lot unlike the traditional artists of the land, you worked more with lead and that book rather than paint. It was odd, but Gyutaro figured he wasn't in any position to judge, you did decide to be his after all. "Oi, what're you doin', human, eh?" The demon croaked out, trying to look over your shoulder to see just what you were scribbling, his carved eyes catching sight of what looked to be a tuft of hair before you yanked the book to your chest. "Hey, let me see that!" The demon growled. "I-It's embarrassing!" You whined, Gyutaro rolling his eyes at you. "Aren't we partners or lovers or somethin'? The fuck you hidin' that's so bad? Can't be worse than me." "Don't talk about yourself like that." "Just gimme the damn book." Gyutaro growled, snatching you sketchbook from you as you let out a yelp. The upper moon didn't care much for your protests as he started flicking through the pages, flowers, people, and buildings of all sorts filling the pages, until he noticed a pattern emerging, little sketches of himself beginning to appear in the buildings; imagery of his hunts with Daki, him grinning maniacally while clutching his flesh laden kama in his hands, and then full pages of just him making various expressions, the most frequent being of him smiling, little hearts doodled next to the carefully made portraits of him. Gyutaro was quick to fall silent, his heart clenching in his chest as he shoved the book back into your hands, not wanting to believe what he just saw. You meekly looked up at him, face dusted red. "Uhm...I-" "Why am I in there?" "Wha-" "You heard me." Gyutaro growled, baring his teeth threateningly. "Why the fuck am I in there?!" "Because I like to draw you..." You murmured, feeling disappointment bubble in your chest. "You look so incredible, and unique, a-and since we love each other I thought you would mind?" "I-I don't- I just- I can't- Ugh, fuckin' damn it..." Gyutaro let out a sigh, his shoulders sagging more than normal. "Do...do you want me to pose or some shit...?" You perked up, looking at your beloved with those sparkling eyes that never failed to make his heart pound. "Would you mind...?" You asked hopefully, you demonic darling shaking his head no and getting to his feet. "Just tell me what to do, 'kay?" Fuck, you loved this man.

Gyokko

Gyokko adored that you were like him, an artist, a visionary, and all while being a sublime beauty in and of yourself; a muse of unprecedented measures! And oh, how cutely you scrawl away in that little sketchbook he had gifted you, Gyokko practically buzzed in delight. You were perched in the center of his coiled, serpentine tail, his smooth fish like scales scraping your skin comfortingly as you worked away at another portrait of your eccentric lover. Gyokko adored watching you sketch, especially depictions of him, the demon letting out excited chitters seeing your beautiful pencilwork. He'd model for you, pose, be the muse you adored so much. He'd also offer surprisingly excellent critiques for you to use and incorporate into your work. He expected the same from you, of course! He was an artist as well, and since you were one like him, he held you opinions far higher than anyone else's. That took a little getting used to for you, as his...art was often rather grotesque and stomach churning, the screams of his victims nor the fact that they seemed stitched together helped the matter. You powered through though, making Gyokko the happiest demon alive with your praises and suggestions, always making use of them for inspiration. "Oh, my muse, you captured me so well in this!" Gyokko cooed to you, a blush creeping up to your cheeks seeing how pleased your beloved was. "Ah, I'm glad you think so, I've been trying to practice with more lighting techniques." You replied softly, the lead of your pencil scraping soothingly against the rough paper, Gyokko's hand soon enveloping your own to guide you. "Care to let me help, my sweet muse?" He asked softly, grinning wide when you nodded. Gyokko was always eager to indulge in his craft, and always hungry to indulge in yours. Fuckin' hell I can't quite characterize I need to watch Swordsmith Village.

#demon slayer x reader #demon slayer gyutaro #demon slayer gyokko #gyutaro x reader #gyokko x reader #upper moons #glitchwrites.notepad #demon slayer fanfic #demon slayer fluff

[delopsia]

Idk I'm just still feeling soft about childhood friends to lovers with rhett 🥺

Ugh, I miss this concept :( I'm ashamed to admit that it took me a remember which fic I wrote this trope in.

Childhood Friend!Rhett who has been bound to your side from the moment you first met on the playground. Who wore his dad's old cowboy hat and was so much tinier than the other kids his age. Got into trouble for punching the boy who stole your bracelet at recess (he never really learned from those "don't speak with your fists" talks 🙄).

He's there when your date stands you up at freshman homecoming and chases away your tears with ice cream from the shop across the street. He waits by the phone the next year, just in case you need a shoulder to cry on again. You never call, but he's happy that you had fun, even if he doesn't understand why the new guy on your arm makes him feel sour.

You're the first and only person he tells when he enters the rodeo; bull riding. The one sport that frightened your young heart the most, but you scrounged enough money for a ticket, all to see him fall off before the eight-second buzzer sounded.

Weekend after weekend of hopes and traveling, just his best friend, you had called yourself. Because best friends beg to go to weekend rodeos together and sleep on top of each other in the back seat.

They get scolded for snuggling into the same bed and getting separated, you in Cecelia's bed and Rhett in Royal's. Spent too many nights sneaking out of the room to walk around the hotel and texting beneath the covers, because his folks go to bed early, but you two weren't done talking yet.

Because best friends do nothing but think about each other during senior prom, and their eyes grow glassy when they realize their paths split the moment they walk across that crudely built stage. Two hearts who both long to escape this old town, but only one has been given the opportunity to.

Childhood best friend Rhett who would call you every chance he got until suddenly your schedules began to clash, and late-night chats dissolved into missed call notifications at odd hours and short, awkward talks that struggled to grow beyond a 'How are you?'

Two old friends who don't speak anymore, until two horrible breakups happen on the same day, and suddenly, you have something in common again. You rant and you cry and you listen,

Maybe you're friends again. Or maybe friends isn't what your hearts have always longed for.

Maybe the reason you've never enjoyed kissing your dates is because your lips have forever craved the roughness of a cowboy who kisses like he's starved. Maybe all of Rhett's midnight ventures have never lasted past dawn because nobody has ever looked at him the way that you do.

Childhood best friend Rhett who flounders when he realizes you've come to one of his rodeos again, not because of the flowers in your hand but because he's almost forgotten what you look like. And it's like meeting you for the first time all over again.

Except this time, he's not the tiny little boy on the playground, running around with his dad's cowboy hat anymore.

No, he's strong now. Bigger. The only reason he tilts his hat up is because he doesn't want it to knock you in the head when he leans in, and maybe kissing you is the only thing he's ever truly needed.

There's nothing stopping you from clinging to him as he backs you into the wall. Nobody to scold you two for stumbling into a cheap hotel room and falling into the same bed.

Childhood best friend Rhett, who shyly kisses you in the morning, unsure if this is a boundary he's still allowed to cross and is pleasantly thrilled when you pounce on him. Who gets teary-eyed when he realizes you can't stay in Wabang and somehow convinces you to spend one more night with him.

Childhood best friend Rhett giggles when you adorn him with the shiny new title of boyfriend. His cheeks too rosy, and smile too big for him to formulate a single word.

Boyfriend Rhett, who ventures out of Wabang to see you every weekend and gets along with your friends as well as you do. You start coming to his rodeos again, that truck bench seat becomes your favorite place for post-ride snuggles, and his buddies complain about how much he's talked about you.

The riders are so sick of seeing him rush up to kiss you after a ride that their barking and jeers have dissolved into fake gagging and taking bets on whether he'll propose when he wins the finals again.

Boyfriend Rhett, who moves into a cozy little house with you and turns red when he realizes you've found old elementary school photos. He hates those old braces his momma used to wear, and no amount of kisses will get him to think otherwise. Those late phone calls have become mid-movie chats, and late-night hotel adventures have blossomed into driving around town until drowsiness threatens to kick in.

Rhett who breaks into tears during the middle of your first big argument because his raised voice made you jump, and scaring you is the last thing he ever wants to do. He breaks his hand in a bar fight when someone knocks your glass out of your hand, and it turns out to be that kid he decked in elementary school recess.

Sweet Rhett, who panics in the emergency room until you're allowed into the room. And Rhett who drops the engagement ring because that clunky cast got in the damn way and doesn't even get to ask you to marry him because you're both too busy laughing.

Fiance Rhett whose buddies text you their complaints because he still won't shut up about you, and becomes deeply upset when his buddy Archie hides his phone during his bachelor party. He's never quite understood the whole separate party thing because its so much more fun when everyone is all together. He disappears sometime during the middle of it and turns up with mud clinging to his boots.

Childhood best friend Rhett who never leaves your side on your wedding day and is more than happy to go with whatever last-name decision you have chosen, so long as he gets to share it with you. Who kisses the icing off your cheek and rolls his eyes when you scoop some up and dab it onto his nose.

Husband Rhett who accidentally tears his suit when he tries to stretch and lets you rip those buttons clean open the moment you're alone. It takes you two days to realize he's planted both of your favorite flowers in the garden, and he'd tell you more about them if he weren't about to go on a plane for the first time.

Your old childhood best friend, who loves you more than life itself and still follows you around like a lost puppy, even if he sees you every day. Now you're the one with an oversized cowboy hat, stolen clean off his head, and Rhett's too fond to do anything but smile at you.

It's only a matter of time before you notice the little bracelet he's hidden in your bag.

Send me Rhett and/or Bobby asks 💐

#rhett abbott #rhett abbott x reader #delgato's asks

[jademickian]

I think it’s pretty neat that stargazing was a Gallavich thing. 

In season 2, Mickey says “you want us to put a blanket out and look for shooting stars next?” There is that—once again—an inner desire hidden behind the veil of a witty rhetoric. The dawn is popularly the symbol of new hope, the sun coming up shining its light, enveloping the ground with a potential of joy and rebirth. But with stargazing, the darkness in which it transpires precedes the coming of dawn. It is the hoping itself, the wishing, the tilting of head towards the sky, like the heart whispering a prayer to the universe. The sun is a very bright star that illuminates all. It’s overwhelming with its promise of renewal and warmth of love. That's why it’s much easier to look at tinier, less brighter stars at night. The multitude of them enough to give light—not too much—but just enough to stare at, so it doesn’t hit you all at once. The dawn would tell him he deserves to love and be loved, and that contrary to his belief, he’s not fucked for life. It’s a crazy jump, and the blaze of it might even burn. Meanwhile, the twinkle of the stars would tell him that a boy likes him enough to hang out with him, and that it is okay to long for something so far out of reach, for now.

In season 5, Ian is having some grass time (he’s lying on the grass), stargazing. Earlier than this, he mentions you can never see this many stars from Chicago because of light pollution. Mickey calls, and he holds it up to stare at his ringing phone. Contemplating whether he should or should not. He stares at the stars—weaver of fates, guider of travels. Desire, once again, for answers. A confirmation. Some direction. There must be something because here, they’re clearer, unlike back home where it’s hindered by stray city lights. Maybe this could help clear his clouded mind. Maybe he could draw constellations by connecting the dots and it’ll show him what to keep, what to lose. A glint. A flicker. “That’s the most important thing, to find somebody to love, right? Who loves you back for who you are.” But the thing about the stars’ divine message is that it could often be misunderstood. Misinterpreted. Maybe the stars will sigh, oh well. Guess you could take detours. Because another thing about stars is that, although enigmatic to a fault, they know where everything must go. They are close to the language of the gods. Perhaps for now, the answer is to be apart because in the grand scheme of things, it will all play out as planned. 

In season 7, together, under the very same stars. It is hope and desire realized. Who would’ve thought? It was inexplicable, almost alien, that this is how their story is going now. But to the stars, it’s an old song. This is exactly where they should be. It’s the same narrative back then under the bleachers, when they didn’t know better. When voicing your feelings seems a futile and gargantuan feat. It’s the same story now, when they reconvene after, celestial forces refusing to cut these ties. When feelings are all you could voice out, as you’ve learned that if they swim inside you long enough, you’ll drown. “God I missed you.” The stars have known since the beginning. Its plans, slowly unfolding themselves. The wisdom they hold seem nearer now that if reached by the fingertips could be cold to the touch—not yet, not yet. 

But even stars could grow impatient. 

Even stargazer lilies—observer of heavenly bodies, predictor of futures—bloom facing the sky. Upwards, toward the stars, the flower looks upon. Maybe they’re ready for the dawn. The sun, the bigger and brighter star. The ball of fire catapulting itself, yet it doesn’t burn. It caresses, warm to the touch, and over the land gives life. It is here before them, and it will be here after. 

“Now?” Now.

#i had coffee and idk where to spend all the extra energy on #it is 3am right now and im palpitating lol #anyway #i need to sleep i have class at 8am #and my mind and fingers are itching to do something #so here we are #whatever this is #this makes sense to me now but in the morning it prolly wont #jade jabbers #my stomach is acting up what the hell was in that coffee #goodnight #shameless #gallavich #ian and mickey #ian x mickey #stargazing #gallavich ficlet #stargazing motif #ian gallagher #mickey milkovich

[hiraya-rawr]

Dragonspine (Playable AU)

synopsis: short drabble where you're a genshin character and your player logs out while the team is in Dragonspine // reader is a hydro allogene

team: Reader, Diluc, Kaeya, Klee

notes: the reason why I always log off in a city, while sitting down xp I get worried. this is somewhat sagau? they're self aware but definitely doesn't follow sagau themes.

"Of all the places-" You shiver, bringing the blanket closer around you and Klee. As a hydro allogene, Dragonspine was the absolute worst place for your player to log off in. Not only were you more susceptible to the cold, but your player didn't even drop you off near a waypoint or statue.

"Is it that cold? Klee isn't cold at all!" The little blonde girl peeks up to you as she sits on your lap. You huddle her closer, nodding. Thank archons for warm pyro allogenes, Klee was the perfect portable heater, she was cuddle-sized too.

"Hydro allogenes get cold faster than any other allogene," Kaeya notes, patting the top of Klee's head as he sits next to you on the fallen log.

The fallen log Diluc had to chop off.

Multiple shorter logs are dropped on the clearing in front of you, thudding on the ground cleared of snow as the aforementioned redhead glares at Kaeya.

"If you could make yourself useful and help gather firewood, then perhaps no one would have to freeze the night." Diluc glares at the cavalry captain.

"You seem to be doing quite well on your own though?" Kaeya smiles, "Besides, if worse comes to worse-" He brings an arm around your waist, pulling you -and Klee- closer to his side, "We can always. . . huddle together for warmth."

Klee squeals, not at all minding a group cuddle, but prickles of heat began to spread across your cheeks at the thought of cuddling with the two most known bachelors of Mond in the isolated wasteland of Dragonspine. Diluc must be feeling it too, as he looks away to hide his growing blush.

Looking away, Diluc coughs into his hand, "Why -pray tell- are you even here? A cryo allogene in this environment is hardly of any use. Moreso if they can't chop up their own firewood."

Kaeya laughs, placing his chin on your shoulder, "Are you questioning our all powerful creator? I'm sure the player had something in mind placing me here. Besides, (Y/N) would be awfully lonely without m– hey!" You shove him off your shoulder, moving away with Klee in your arms

"You're chin is too cold." You huff, facing away.

Kaeya looks exasperated, Diluc merely chuckles. "Seems like there really is no use of a cryo allogene here."

"Klee thinks so too. But Klee is also really really happy that big brother Kaeya is here!"

"Thank you, squirt."

"Can we light up the fire now? I feel like I'm turning into a past tense here." You shudder, not meaning to intrude the moment but those dry logs would look really good in flames right about now.

"Let Klee do it!" A large flower of fire forms above her head as she prepares her charged attack, you panic at the sight as Kaeya and Diluc stumble over.

"No!" They both shout, the flower dwindles into light sparks as Klee looks down.

"Aww..."

You flinch, looking at her, "No, no, we mean. . . you can, but you have to use the smaller bombs. Just one bomb. Not your charged attack or burst, okay?"

Her expression quickly lightens up, hopping down from your lap, "Mhmm! Klee will only use one bomb extra carefully!"

With that, the three of you feel a little bit more reassured, sitting on the log as Klee approaches the bonfire. She waves her hand around, summoning a. . . rather large bomb.

Her elemental skill.

"Klee will summon one bomb with smaller bombs!"

"KLEE, NO!!"

One elemental skill later and a quick panic over saving your camp from tinier bombs, you sit back on the half burnt log with a dead expression as Klee apologizes.

"Do. . . you guys think Albedo is in his camp?" Kaeya suggests.

"Albedo it is."

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note : i planned a longer and darker version about getting stuck in dragonspine with the team but... for the meantime, this sounds cuter hehehe

taglist !! @absolut-wildflower @boundedbyfate @sadlonelybagel @eissaaaa @ladycoleigh @nejibot @milkypompon @bloodreaper08 @irethepotato @x-zho @roriver @mich-cola @mxsomn @ackrylik @nicebonescomrade @starforecasts @stygianoir @nejibot @yuminako

#diluc x reader #kaeya x reader #genshin x reader #genshin imagines #playable au #genshin #genshin impact #genshin playable au #klee #genshin diluc #genshin kaeya #kaeya #diluc #diluc ragnvindr #kaeya alberich #albedo #genshin klee #genshin crack #genshin fluff

[licially]

Frepper - Follow Suit

// I got no idea how this came into fruition, I've only completely wrote this out before I realised what I was doing. Anyways enjoy this tiny fic I wrote for myself and/or anyone else who are enjoying the awkward dynamic between these two.

The evening flaunted itself with a merrier than usual crowd down at Lackadaisy, and most opted to swing by the stage and dance to their heart’s content between stanzas, sung by a backup singer for the night as the jazz band winds down for the week ahead. Within the crowded mess, only messier given the fact that it is littered with alcoholics, some more drunk than others, and the music proved exacerbating to both him and his mental state. It was overwhelming, yet he had to persevere, as he waddled his way through everyone. 

He wanted to find Ivy here, after she invited him back to another night at Lackadaisy just a few weeks after she gave him the pin of clubs. A message, written in a note, found Calvin on the day just before the night. It sat in the mailbox in front of his house, and it stood out to him since most mail that was directed to the household doesn't normally have a daisy flower pinned onto it. Reluctantly, he picked up the letter for himself, yet he’d never want to explain the true meaning of this letter to his mother.

He took a precarious approach into the household; he didn’t want to be perceived by his mother after the incident down Route 94, which essentially made him in even more trouble than his cousin. Through the front door, he quickly ran down towards the bench near the kitchen. Nina had been upstairs, but even she heard Calvin’s attempt thanks to the creaky wooden floor from their house. 

“Calvin! Is ever’thin’ alright?” She screamed, from atop the stairs.

“Yes mom- everything is fine!” He replied, with a shrill in his voice from the initial jump scare of his mother’s scream. After he’s done putting his mother’s mail on the kitchen bench, he quickly ran upstairs and into his room where he gently tore off the envelope of the letter that was meant for him. It wasn’t entirely heavy, save for the daisy, and the message inside also proved to be even tinier on his paws: 

McMurray,

I hope this note finds you before your mother does, but you should come back to Lackadaisy, I need to talk to you about something just between the two of us privately. Rocky won’t be there, I promise.  Bring the pin I gave you, just in case. Horatio tends to check for the pins for the newcomers, but for the most part he knows you well enough. to let you in.

See you there!

Ivy Pepper

Surprised, he set out for any fancy suits in his closet. When he first stepped into the speakeasy, there were patrons with more grandeur and complicated suits than the simple bow tie that he was so accustomed to wearing. Rarely had he put together an actual tuxedo for the occasion, given his last one was just Sunday church service, yet he feels that any suit would do fine for this place. After all, he wasn’t bound for formalities, but fitted himself with whatever was necessary. Albeit it made him uncomfortable at times, he squeaked through.

Usually, tuxedos are worn by combining a waistcoat, laid over a bright white shirt, with a jacket’s lapel distinguishing the features of someone who would wear such an outfit, but he didn’t know any better. Fact of the matter is that he hid himself trying to get the note towards his room, and now he had to justify the choice of clothing he chooses to wear on a Wednesday night to go somewhere even more discreet. This time, his cousin won’t back him out into the wilderness.

As the day soon turned into the afternoon, and into night, Calvin mustered up little to no courage to talk to Nina about the night that was ahead. His chores really put him out of commission from even talking, from mowing the lawn again to trimming the hedges to spring cleaning the household. Every task was grueling, not just towards his physical health but his mental. Every moment he had the chance to talk to her about the night, it was instead interrupted by the workload that each of his jobs offered, or she was too busy minding her own business, and that he didn’t want to interrupt given her temperament.

At the dinner table that night, they both slowly enjoyed a pork roast, with baked potatoes and carrots and peas, a mishmash of gravy, and a glass of water on the side. During the silent clash of silverware, they both chewed silently with Calvin dwelling on his thoughts just as much as he did with his food. Chewing through his thoughts, again, was that letter’s contents; What did she want from him so much that it needed his attention? And why Lackadaisy specifically, instead of anywhere else? Why did she mention the fact that Rocky will not be there? What happened to him? Is he hurt that badly again, to the point where he’s not able to be there? Questions, comments, and possible theories demonized and dominated his headspace, since he had worried Rocky would end up hurt again. He may have been kicked out of the house, but still doesn’t mean that he could entirely dismiss him.

His thoughts soon kind of took him out of his headspace, as Nina quietly catched on. She hoped that this was just poor Freckle being burned out by today, but her realization struck as much as the gravy did, as the food on his fork slid off and onto his shirt, staining it with… that lukewarm gross stuff. Surprised, she called out for his name, with no answer to boot. As Calvin dangerously, and mindlessly, and slowly, raised his empty fork towards his mouth, Nina raised her voice at him.

“...Calvin. CALVIN.” Nina’s screaming proved effective, as he immediately snapped away from his mindless acting, and set down the fork towards the table of food. The lukewarm sensation down his shirt finally reached him, as he stood up to let the food fall towards the floor, he stood there in absolute disgust, and faced that same disgust from his mother, who now stood up with a revolting and confused look on her face. It reflected in her words too, mixed in with anger after all of the cleaning that she didn’t even do.

“You’re going to clean that up, finish your food, and go to sleep immediately. Understood?” She hissed out, strutting past him and into a closet with all of their cleaning equipment. He stood there, still wondering if he should really tell her about it or just not go. He heaved a sigh, as Nina came back with brooms and mops, to a slightly more distraught Calvin, who reluctantly cleaned up his mess. With that, he ended the night on a sour note. The dinner was the thing he did look forward to, after the day went from bad to worse, with nothing in between that made him any better about himself.

That night, as he laid on his bed, he had a final decision. Either he sat at home, and explained to Ivy later that he couldn’t commit himself because of his strict mother. Or he needed to find a way to sneak out of the household, and finally meet up with her without the other interruption that was always in his ears. He had always wanted to get back at Ivy for her sudden moves with him, especially secretive and behind Rocky’s back. He figured this was a good reason to confront her about it.

So, he set out that night. Being the same as the last time he did it the first time to get to Lackadaisy, this time carrying a suit on him to be extra cautious about: the jacket has wide satin peaked lapels with the point of the lapel pointing upward, with large and rather solid shoulder pads and curved sleeves, a single button closure and four button cuffs. 

The jacket has a breast pocket and a jetted pocket at either side and is lined in black satin fabric on the body and white satin in the sleeves, and a black bowtie to finish off. To him, this had been the first time this suit had ever been worn outside of formal events, and it still had some dust on it as he silently creeped out of the room and down the stairs. Finally, as he stepped outside towards greener grass, he walked slowly towards the city center, and soon caught a taxi towards the Little Daisy Cafe.

The slow, yet endearing tune whistled its way to his lover, as he weaved towards Ivy in the distance. It didn’t seem like he knew about this whole place being this packed, as he did hope for the place to be less packed as it was, but it seemed all the more busy than usual. Horatio even mentioned briefly that “Wick’s party showed up again. Pardon the loud noise.” He quietly, yet deeply regrets not heeding to his advice, holding his hand towards his ears as he found himself surrounded by the constant loud music, the equally as loud chatter from everyone, and the-

“Found you!” A familiar voice caught him off guard, as he felt a hand on his shoulders that complimented the voice of surprise.

Behind him stood Ivy Pepper, who was dressed for the occasion from head to tail. A feather that was essentially in her hair, a necklace of pearls that accompanied the orange-ish dress that covered itself scarlet form the lighting of the place. Ivy smiled at Freckle, now holding his hands as she got closer and closer, Ivy being the most energetic to the confusion of Calvin.

“Uhh- hi?” He said, a slight smile across his face.

“You finally made it!” Ivy heartily said, her smile full of glitz and glamor as her dress. “Oh wait- the music’s about to start!” 

As the two held each other, hand to hand, shoulder to shoulder, they danced onwards and to the slow lover’s tune that resonated with most. Calvin steered himself quietly towards a  slow dance, something Ivy taught Calvin before. To Calvin, it felt more new and oftentimes he’d stumble between steps, accidentally hold Ivy’s hands a little too hard and/or soft, but Ivy withstood the clumsiness. She’s been used to more stubborn people, one of such notoriety is Rocky, yet Calvin’s case is different. He had put in efforts to do whatever she had asked him to do, albeit nervously, but he was capable of doing so with determination. 

The two kept at it, often exchanging positions, and occasionally twirling one another around with an added awkwardness to it. To him, this felt like traversing through this unknown terrain, but to her it’s improv practice. It makes sense, only to her, that he was just playing around with Ivy to get her to come up with newer ideas. As the music faded, the two hastily finished up the last movement to the dance, before mellowing it out towards a standstill.

Face to face, where the two suits of clubs met, they stood at the wooden floor of the dance floor in front. They didn’t wanna move from the spot, at least for a bit, because the night’s sting finally caught up to them. Maybe the dancer’s reprise could bring them both back, but for now they held each other, a moment in time where they exchanged both looks and smiles.

“I… have been meaning to ask you something.” Freckle stuttered, finally wanting to address the elephant in the room.

“What is it, McMurray?” She curiously asked, in a fit of tiredness.

“Why did you bring me here? Alongside Rocky… I mean. Why did you give me the pin?”

“Well… I’ve already told you, have I not? It’s for your own sake.” Ivy replied, seemingly covering something up. “You wanted to get away from your mom, right?”

“I–” He stuttered, a bit confused. On how exactly she read his mind like that.

Ivy giggled, slightly gesturing towards Calvin’s face. “That’s my guess, I might be wrong, you know?”

As the three of clubs brought himself forwards at the request of Ivy, soon one away from the four of clubs. Ivy sighed. She didn’t have an ounce of clue on how he felt, but judging from his soon flustered face, she hit a soft spot in Calvin somehow. Some way. She leaned closer and closer towards him as well, as they spoke to each other, almost following suit of what they had said before.

“My hands aren’t shaky anymore.” She teased, even though it was just shaky, but not enough for Calvin to notice.

“I… I mean, now I know how to kiss.” He laughed back, awkwardly.

“And you still have that mortal terror on that face of yours, McMurray.” She smiled, now they were only an inch away from each other.

Soon, they converged on each other, and finally delivered the kiss on the dance floor.A kiss that left the fourth mark on his suit, as they both embraced it like the last time around, in much better conditions than that pig truck, and in a much better place than that confrontation with Fish and Wes. Slowly, they pulled themselves a tad bit apart, as they both shared one more look between each other. 

“This is when you should say ‘I love you’, Calvin. I’d thought I’d let you know.” 

#calvin mcmurray #freckle lackadaisy #lackadaisy #ivy pepper #lackadaisycats

[mac-and-thefox]

silly ghoul thoughts time!

they are so high energy sometimes that the clergy has to buy a playground in the courtyard, extending to the lake a bit for the water ghouls

imagine a newcomer getting a tour of the abbey and seeing this giant, slightly bigger than adult sized playground/waterpark mix, and then seeing giant, slightly bigger than human adults, demon creatures, all around said playground, say… dew on the monkey bars, rain doing water slides, cumulus and swiss on the merry go rounds, mountain on one side and phantom and sunshine (and maybe aurora too) on the other side of a seesaw, and maybe omega on a spring rider (i had to google what its called), ifrit and cirrus chilling on the swings chatting, etcetc

and then beside it, a much tinier, actual kid sized playground, for actual children and ghoul kids

id be confused af if im that newcomer 😂 and maybe get the urge to join in on the playground

You can't tell me that the abbey children don't filter over to the larger-sized playground as well and play with the ghouls. They like to find little flowers and rocks to go show Cirrus and Ifrit, and sometimes they ask the ghouls to push them on the swings. Some go over to Swiss and ask him to spin them around and he has to be careful not to spin to fast because they are, after all, still kids lol.

#ask box #bex🎸 #this was so cute

[revluvzen]

[∞\ Irresistible /∞]

top!dom!Lucas x bottom!sub!male reader

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credits to the gif owner!!

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Categories: male femenine reader, top Lucas, bottom male reader, bratty reader, semi-public sex, size kink, anal sex, blowjob, rimming, various sex positions, long fic, smut with story, cockwarming, fingering, degradation kink (use of slut, whore, hoe, etc...), dirty talk, multiple orgasm, coming inside...

Reader is shorter and has a tinier body than Lucas. Descriptions of reader body includes him being "curvy", "tiny", having a big butt, etc.

Genre: Smut. MINORS DNI.

WC: 7,4k

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Made with love for @cherubsandswans ❤️

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"Shut up, or do you want them to know?"

A soft, hot breeze starts to hug your body. Cute flowers bloom everywhere. Spring has come! And what season would be better to do a trip out of the city with your friends?

Your phone starts ringing in the morning. The groupchat with your best friends quickly fills up with messages about going on a trip together.

"We should go to the beach! It's the perfect time to go!", Yangyang says. "Why don't we go to the countryside?", Xiaojun suggested. "I have a better idea: the mountains!", Hendery replies.

"Dat sounds great", Lucas says, answering to Hendery. "I haven't been to the mountains in a whiile", Ten follows. Soon, all of the eight members of the chat agree on going on a trip to the mountains. Kun and Xiaojun took the time to book the plane tickets and some nights at a cabin on the mountains. Meanwhile, you start organising your luggage, selecting your best clothes and all the items you need for the trip.

"Am I forgetting something? Toothpaste, toothbrush, razor, shaving foam...", Hendery asks in the groupchat. "Remember bringing perfume!", Winwin replies. "How many underwear are u guys packing?", Kun asks. "I'm bringing one pair for each day", you answer

"y/n, don't forget your thongs!", Lucas replies. "Lucas, let's not be like that!", Xiaojun argues. Hendery sends a laughing sticker. "I'll bring the pink one, don't worry rofl", you reply.

Of all of your seven friends, Lucas is the one who you get along the most. He also seems to be the one who likes you the most in the friends group. But your friendship is kinda weird; he does a lot of out-of-tone jokes with you, even when you are with the rest of the group. He's sexy, for sure. If you had the opportunity, you would fuck with him; but he seems interested on looking for a girlfriend. Although, grabbing your big butt cheeks, slapping your bulge and making sexual remarks of you often makes you think he wants to fuck you so bad.

The weekend arrives. It's time to take the flight. The eight of you get into the airport and check in at the counter. When you get your ticket, you reunite with the rest of the guys to check who sits with whom.

"A7..." Hendery says. "I'm B7!", Yangyang comments, excited. "C7... so the three of us sit together", Ten says. Kun and Winwin sit together on D7 and E7 respectively.

"Let me check your ticket", Lucas says while getting near you and putting his hand on your shoulder. He's very tall in comparison to you, so he does that pretty much all the time. "Oh, so we sit together. F7 and G7". "I'm H7, I'll be next to you", Xiaojun follows. "Great, then! I brought food so we can share it", you say, laughing. They two laugh too. "It's gonna be exciting", Lucas tells.

All of you pass through departures and get on the plane. Hendery, Winwin, Lucas and Xiaojun got into first. You walk through the seats, trying to find yours.

The row where you, Lucas and Xiaojun have to sit is on the left side. When you reached your row, you had to pass through Lucas, who's already sat, to get to your place. As Lucas' long legs shortens the path, you struggle doing that. With your body giving your back to him, you try to walk to your seat.

Suddenly, a big slap lands on your butt. "Lucas! Behave!", Xiaojun loudly whispers. Apparently Yukhei couldn't resist spanking your ass, having it in front of him. "It's too round! I had to do it!", he says. You just smirk and finally have your seat.

The plane takes off. Like the brat you're, wouldn't be a good idea to keep him addicted to you during all the flight? "I have to go to the bathroom!", you say, standing up from your seat. You pass through Lucas again, making sure your butt stands out so he can react.

As you expected, Lucas slaps your butt with both of his big hands. "Lucas! Stop doing that!", Xiaojun yells at him. "If he keeps showing me his butt, I won't stop!", he says, making Xiaojun to roll his eyes. You leave a sassy smirk and walk to the bathroom. There, you kind of do nothing. You just make sure your pants are making your butt stand out enough.

Back to the seats, you walk again in front of Lucas' seat. Again, he slaps your ass; this time, stronger than ever. In fact, it made you leave a low gasp. "Lucas, what's wrong with you?! Y/N, try getting here with your butt not facing him", he suggests. "Do you want me to touch his crotch?", Lucas says, laughing. "Yukhei!!", Xiaojun yells at him, tired.

After some hours, the plane lands on the airport's ranway. All of you leave the airplane and wait for your luggages. The view from the airport windows is amazing: beautiful, green mountains and a bright sky. Finally, you left the airport and wait for the bus that will take the eight of you to the cabin.

The bus arrives and all of you left the airport. Gorgeous valleys with flowers surround the way to the cabin. Finally, the bus stops in front of a medium-size wooden cabin, with a nice view to the mountains. Kun and Xiaojun did a great job booking it.

"It's beautiful...", Winwin says, fascinated. "It is", Hendery follows. Kun and Xiaojun met the cabin's owner to obtain the key. After that, the eight of you enter the house.

A big and comfy living room unveils as you enter the cabin. There's a nice hearth on the side of the room, along with a big kitchen and picturesque couches that are in front of a giant TV screen. At the other side, there's a glass sliding door that leads to the garden, where a pool is located.

But, apparently (and honestly, by common sense), it's impossible to build a cabin big enough to house eight people in different bedrooms. So, the owner's solution was to put on some "premium sleeping bags" on the floor, near the fireplace. They have a temperature-regulating technology; but that's useless, as you would be near a source of heat. The bags are organised in rows and have a medium size.

"Wow... Such a pretty cabin!", Winwin says. "It's so big!", you say. "Like my dick!", Lucas replies to your comment. Nobody laughed. "Well, I think we can leave our luggages here and go hiking, don't you guys think?", Kun suggests. "Sounds like a great idea, we shouldn't waste our time", Xiaojun replies. "I rested well at the plane so I'm all ready", Yangyang says, excited.

You leave your luggage near one of the sleeping bags and wait for the rest of the group at the main entrance. When all of them finish organising their things, you start walking to a hiking trail near the cabin. The eight of you follow a rocky path, surrounded by tall and bushy trees. Some of the members are taking some pictures, while others just enjoy the peace and nature of the place.

Some long minutes later, you reach a viewpoint that's at the middle of the hiking trail. There, there are no trees blocking your view anymore. A beautiful scene of green valleys, vast mountains, pretty flowers and cute animals unveils. "It's beautiful...", Ten says. "I can't believe my eyes", Hendery follows. "I could be here all day long...", you say, fascinated.

You take time to rest while taking some pictures of the landscape. After that, all of you start walking through the trail again. The path doesn't have any trees at this point; on your left, there's a wood fence preventing people from falling over the cliff. On your right, the rocky wall of the mountain. The path is very wide so there's no chance of suffering of vertigo at all.

While walking, you noticed that your shoelaces untied. Taking advantage of a big rock at the side of the trail, you decide to put your foot there to tie them. "You guys keep walking, I'm gonna tie my shoelaces", you say, while walking to the rock. "Okay!", some of the members reply.

Putting your foot over the rock, you start tying your shoelaces. Suddenly, you feel something pressing towards your bottom. It's kind of obvious who could it be. How can Lucas be horny over you all day? But, at the end, he always gives you more and more opportunities to have him falling head over heel for you. Mischievously, you move your ass up and down on his crotch, with subtleness, while still tying your shoes.

It's surprising how his cock got hard in a matter of seconds. You can even feel the shape of his clothed tip pressing your butt. But that's enough. With your shoelaces tied up back again, you coldly walk away from the spot, not giving any look to him. You can hear a low sigh leaving his mouth, thirsty over getting more of you.

All of you keep walking down the trail. The path goes around the mountain, so, some minutes later, you're right back where the trail starts. The eight of you walk back to the cabin. The sun sets, making a beautiful landscape as it hides itself behind a mount. Soon, the night falls, and it's time to have a nice dinner.

Someone rings the door. It's the delivery guy! Hendery ordered some food for all of the group. Pizza, chicken wings and some salads are soon put over the table, along with some sodas and juices. All of you quickly set up the table and take a seat.

"Hm... this is delicious!", Yangyang says, filling his mouth with food. "It is... I would eat dozens of these!", Kun says, grabbing a slice of pizza. "After having that gross airplane food, this feels like heaven", you say.

"Talking about the flight, did you guys enjoy it? There was a little turbulence", Winwin says. "Oh, yes, I noticed it. Although, I got more annoyed by that baby crying", Kun says. "What annoyed me the most was Lucas. Fuck! He didn't stop smacking y/n butt whenever he stood up to go the bathroom!", Xiaojun says, complaining.

Lucas bursts in laughter. "Haha, it's just that it is so round! I can't hold it!", he says. "We were in a public space, you shouldn't joke like that!", Xiaojun replies. "Take it easy, man! I'm pretty sure y/n enjoyed it", Yukhei says. "Well, I would've enjoyed it being more rougher, haha", you say, trying to take the wind out of Lucas' sail. Some of the guys laugh.

"y/n, isn't Lucas' strong enough?" Hendery asks, laughing. "Hm... I don't think it's enough for me", you say, smirking. "Yeah? You think that? I can be rough, you know", Lucas asks, with a bold smile. "I know you, Yukhei. You're the kind of guy that talks a lot, but does nothing!", you tell him, smiling. "Ooh, y/n! You're gonna make him sad!", Yangyang says, laughing. Some of the members also quietly laugh. Lucas leaves a shy smirk and continues eating. "Yukhei has a lot of girls falling for him, I don't think he cares about what y/n says, anyways", Winwin says.

"He's joking a lot with y/n that I might actually think he's into him!", Yangyang says. While some of the guys laugh, Ten only leaves a quiet smirk. He has been awkward during all the conversation. All the members kind of suspect Lucas is into you, to greater or lesser extent. But Ten appears to know more than that.

Then, you remember. When you went hiking and tied your shoelaces midway, five of the guys kept walking down the path. And, if Lucas got behind you and pressed his bulge towards your bottom, that means... Ten was walking behind both of you. And saw it all. Even when you moved your ass up and down on it.

Well, who cares anyways? It doesn't change anything. Lucas looks frustrated that you're being bratty with him. But you already know him. That's only increasing his desire for you.

All of you finish dinning. It's time to go to sleep; tomorrow you'll be hiking to the lake, so you need to take good rest. You go to the bathroom to brush your teeth and change your clothes; then, you go directly to your sleeping bag. Kun turns off the lights and is the last to head out to sleep. You're in the middle of the sleeping bag row. At your side, there's Ten and Yangyang. Lucas went to sleep on the bag that's farther from you. After all that happened during the diner, he clearly doesn't want to be seem as he's desperate for you.

The room is kind of warm because of the fireplace, so you decided to not cover up with the integrated blanket. You use the bag as if it were a plain mattress. All the guys are already sleeping, but you started to scroll your Instagram for some minutes.

Then, you set an alarm and put your phone at your side, finally heading to sleep. That's what you thought, until you feel someone hugging you from behind.

Although some quiet snores resonate on the room, you could clearly heard what that person was whispering to you. "So... you say that I'm not enough for you...?". It's clearly Lucas. "I talk but do nothing, babe?", he continues, caressing your thigh, right below your shorts. "Well, you can prove me what you can do...", you tell him. Then, Lucas grabs your hand and puts it on his bulge. You can feel how his bulge is already so hard. And it's such a big cock, fuck. Exactly how you wanted, Lucas is desperate for you. Now, he doesn't want to do anything but doing what he desired during all the trip. Fuck you.

"That's what I'm planning to do", Lucas says. He grabs you by your waist and pulls you towards him, so his bulge presses on your ass. His tall and hunk figure traps your short and curvy body. He slides one of his hands down your shorts and underwear, searching for your tight bussy.

"Babe... you're wearing a thong...?", he says. You really are. You packed a cute pink thong, expecting that this would happen. "Don't you like it?", you reply, smirking. "Fucking slut... You were behaving like such a brat but you actually wanted to be fucked, don't you...?", he whispers to you. Some of the guys are quietly snoring of deeply sleeping, so none of them can hear what you both are talking.

"I guess I'll have to punish you... that's what you want right?", he says, inserting a finger down your bussy and starting to fingerfuck it quickly. You didn't expect he would be going fast that early; but, at the end, you know that he's discharging all his frustration on you, as you were so sassy and brat with him during all the trip. "Ah~ Lucas~ Fuck~ Ah~", you moan whispering. It's so hard to not be able to moan out loud because of the other guys on the room.

"You like it, don't you, whore?", he says, still rough fingering your hole with his long finger. You feel how your bussy quickly stretches for his long finger. After some minutes abusing your hole he inserts another finger. You feel how his both finger rearrange your insides, thrusting back and forth in your rim. "Y-Yes, ah~", you moan.

Minutes later, your bussy is already stretched enough, spasming as it got open wide because of how rough Lucas fingerfucked it. Trying to keep it quiet, he slowly slides down, positioning himself right in front of your ass. He takes off your pants and your thong. Soon, he starts licking your gaping hole. You feel how his hot, trembling tongue swirls your rim and tastes your insides, entering deep inside of you. It just feels so good. His tongue tickles and satisfies your bussy so good.

He keeps eating your ass during some minutes. While he does that, he massages your big butt cheeks, twisting them as he shoves his face in between your buttocks, to eat your hole as much as he can. "Oh, fuck yeah~", you whisper.

Lucas spits on your gaping hole. His saliva enters all the way down your inner walls, lubing them. He spreads it with his mouth, making sure that your bussy stays stretched an wet.

He goes back at fingering your hole, while eating it. With his fingers, he does a scissoring motion inside of you, stretching your bussy. Everytime he takes his fingers out of you, he sucks them, tasting your insides.

The way his big muscles immobilize your tiny frame and his fingers and tongue thrust in and out on your hole already gives you an gigantic amount of pleasure, making you wanna moan out loud like a bitch. It just feels so good, having your hot friend making you feel so good. Even hotter is the fact he's punishing you because you've been so bratty with him. You're so glad of that.

He's being so merciless with your hole. He fingerfucks your gaping bussy so quick. It just feels so fucking good. Some slow gasps comes out from your mouth as you're so aroused right now. Lucas quickly notices it. The fun has just started; it would be a shame if everyone in the room woke up because of your moans and have to stop the action. With his long fingers impregnated with his saliva and your hole scent, he takes them to your face and introduce them on your mouth, silencing you.

You love how his fingers taste, all wet with his delicious saliva. You can also notice the taste of your insides. It's so fucking hot. Yukhei doesn't hesitate on using his other hand to keep fingering your hole while still licking it all. With your bussy gaping that much, he can't resist spitting inside of it repeatedly. "Fill me up~ Yeah~", you whisper.

Some minutes later, Lucas goes back to his original position. Cuddling and trapping you with his muscle figure, he moves your tiny and curvy frame so you're now facing face to face.

Lucas quickly grabs you by your nape and shuts your exhalations with a kiss. His lips, so impregnated with the flavour of your insides, feel so good. He's so rough too; he loves biting your lips. It looks like he wanted to do this since a long time. The lustful kiss makes both of you so horny that you quietly moan inside of his mouth. Your tongue meet his, your salivas dancing between each other mouth.

Lucas pulls out from the kiss. "Now, you will taste what you fucking wanted, babe", he says. "You better choke me with it", you whisper, smirking. Yukhei grabs your head and pushes you down, so your face now is facing right in front of his crotch. Then, you start giving soft kisses on his clothed bulge.

With his hand on your nape, you start licking his bulge up and down. You can clearly feel where his length starts and where his tip is. And yes. It's so fucking huge.

"Fuck, babe...", he says. He takes off his pants and boxers. His huge cock unveils right in front of you. It's thick, long and a little bit darker than his skin tone. Lucas starts hitting your face with his cock, rimming your mouth with his tip. "Open wide", he whispers. "Make me", you reply, shameless.

Lucas' hand slides down to your chin, raising your face a little, so you can now stare directly at his eyes. Then, his fingers go to your mouth, softly grabbing your lips and opening your mouth. Right next, he aligns his cock right on your lips. It didn't take long before he shove his dick on your slutty mouth, making you suck it as he pushes and pulls you by your hair. "Fuck yeah", he says.

You start giving head on Lucas huge cock. He supports by slowly thrusting into your mouth. Hi veiny, thick dick goes in and out on your mouth, leaking his precum over your tongue. It's so delicious. You can taste the flavour of his skin and his tip, along with the spicy of his precum. Your slutty lips retract his foreskin, so his tip touches the back of your throat.

You put one of your hands on his cock, so you can jerk him off while sucking him. As you masturbate him, his precum milks on your tongue. His pace goes faster over time, kind of already fucking your mouth. "No gag reflex? Such a fucking hoe...", he says. And he's right. Having his tasty cock inside of you, why would you mind on gagging? That would wake up the rest of the guys and make you stop the action.

As he fucks your mouth so rough, you drool. Threads of saliva falls on Lucas' balls, then dropping on the sleeping bag. Lucas keeps fuckingg your mouth during some minutes, his tip abusing the end of your throat. Your palate is gonna have some bruises after this. "Fuck yeah~ Such a hoe for me", he says.

Lucas takes off his wet cock out of your mouth and hits your face with it. His huge, delicious dick travels around your face. His tip paints your cheeks and forehead with precum, while the rest of his hot length lays on your face. "Yeah, yeah~ So good~", you moan. After hitting your face with his cock, he goes back to fucking your mouth, thrusting in and out in it. "Suck on my cock, yeah~ Just like that", he whispers.

After some minutes of giving head on Lucas tasty cock, he grabs you by your waist and pulls you back at your previous position, with your butt laying on his cock. "Be prepared", he whispers. "I'm gonna fuck you like nobody ever fucked you".

"You believe you can?", you say, smirking. "Fucking bitch", he says, fingering your hole again with a insanely fast pace. Fuck, it feels so fucking good. He's being so rough. His fingers repeatedly hit your prostate, not letting you even breath correctly.

Now that your bussy is gaping enough, Lucas aligns his big thick cock on your entrance. "It's going all in, like you surely want, my slut", he says. Slowly, he starts introducing his dick inside of you. "Oh my god.. oh my god~", you moan whispering. It's already so huge; and he's only halfway through it.

His tall figure hugs your tiny frame. Your bussy opens wide on his cock, that he's introducing deeper and deeper into you. Your hole stretches to make way for his dick. His veins massage your inner walls, while his tip reaches deep inside of you, passing through your prostate on the way. His balls smack on your big booty as he inserts all of his cock. "Oh yeah~ That's it~", he moans.

Grabbing your curvy bottom with his big hands, he starts thrusting into you, fucking your bussy in a slow pace. You feel how his cock slowly pulls out of your hole, then impaling you with a powerful thrust. He just started fucking you, but you already can't hide your moans anymore. You stop biting your lips, now you just try to moan your pleasure out the quietest you can, hoping that the snores the rest of the guys does covers them.

It feels so fucking good having Lucas fucking you; your bussy is so satisfied by his enormous cock. You feel how a hot pool of arousal builds up on your back, spreading pleasure all oee your body. Both of you start sweating, as both of you are so horny right now. The heat from the fireplace just helps to keep both of you aroused during your steamy sex.

Lucas starts fucking into you faster, but still with a normal pace. His cock goes in and out on your stretched bussy, stimulating your sensitive point; your prostate. Every time he hits that point, you just want to moan out loud from the pleasure. And Lucas fucking know that. He know how he has to thrust to hit that point. Yukhei fucks you with a regular pace, but he makes sure to do precise movements to stimulate you. He just fucks so good, no one ever make you feel like that.

With his big cock rearranging your insides, it's getting obvious that you cannot resist your moans anymore. "...f-fuck~ it feels so good~ ah~", you moan, whispering kinda loud. "Babe~ Don't moan~ Otherwise I would have to stop fucking your bussy, do you want that to happen?", Lucas says, whispering. You keep being fucked so good by he, unable to shut up your moans. "I~ I can't~ You fuck me so good~", you moan low.

"Fuck, you're such a slut you're not even able to shut the fucking up?", he asks, grabbing his dirty briefs, wet with some precum and sweat. He puts them right on your mouth, shutting you up. It smells so good, his masculine odor right on your nose, while his fratboy-like body keeps pounding on you. You're on heaven right now

"Hm~ hm~". Silent moans leave your mouth as Lucas keeps thrusting into you. His large and thick cock enters all deep on your bussy; his tip abusing your prostate as it goes in and out. "You do so good to me babe~ Taking my cock like that~", Yukhei says.

He pulls out and gets his head right behind of your ass again, licking your so fucking gaping bussy. He tastes your insides, impregnated with the flavour of his cock. You feel his tongue playing around your rim, and inserting in on your hole. He's so good at eating your ass; he truly loves it and was so desperate to have it on his face.

After some short minutes, he goes back to fucking you. He aligns his cock with your now more lubed hole and starts thrusting into it, with the same pace as before.

Lucas has a lot of stamina; he keeps fucking you over some long time, not giving any sign of being close to come. Although, you're already a mess. His big cock repeatedly penetrating your hole makes you want to come without even touching yourself. But, everytime he feels you're reaching your climax, he pulls out or sets a slow pace. Sobbing, you murmur inside of Lucas' brief, in order to make him take them out of your face. He does so.

"Y-Yukhei~ Fuck me rough, please. I wanna feel your cum inside of me~", you ask him. "Hm~ You were being such a fucking brat all this time, do you think you deserve my cum?", he whispers. "Well... Do you think you deserve my ass?", you ask, smirking at him.

Such a nice play. "Fucking whore, now you got be mad. Be ready to feel all my fucking milk, slut", he whispers, heavily breathing. Lucas starts pounding on your ass frenetically. His cock is getting in and out your bussy so fucking fast.

"Ah~ Ah~ Yeah! Just like that!", you whisper, moaning. "I told you to shut the fucking up", Lucas says. He pulls out his huge cock out of your hole, and inserts two of his fingers down your bussy. He does some scissoring motion with his fingers inside of you before pressing them upwards, then taking them out of your hole.

Lucas puts his fingers right on your mouth, while he goes back to fuck you rough with his thick and long dick. "This will shut you up for a little, make sure to taste yourself", he whispers. And you do so. You lick Lucas' long fingers, tasting his delicious precum and flavour of his skin and your inner walls. "Hm~".

Lucas keeps drilling your hole. Your bussy is so fucking stretched at this point, his jock body thrusting frenziedly into your tiny and curvy frame. His angry red tip reaches all the way down your hole, abusing your now overstimulated prostate. Your whole body twitches everytime he hits that spot. And he does that repeatedly; you're so messy right now.

The sound of your butt cheeks being hit by his thrusting waist resonate on the cabin. Good thing the guys' snoring cover them, so Lucas has the freedom to fuck you as if there's no tomorrow. His pace goes faster and faster. His fucking large, thick and veiny cock feels so good inside of you. Some tears leak out of your eyes as the big amount of pleasure you feel pools all over your body, making you so happy.

Long minutes later, you feel Lucas pace faltering. He keeps thrusting into you fast, but his movements are getting messier. He takes off his fingers out of your mouth, and puts his hand on your butt, with the other one on your shoulder, in order to take all the control of your small body. You ass jiggles as Yukhei fucks your like that. "Ah~ Yes~", you moan, whispering.

"I-I don't think I can last longer", Lucas tells you, fucking into your buddy rougher and rougher. Some soft moans leave from Yukhei's mouth, arousing your ears. He's reaching his climax; in a matter of seconds, he would come inside of you.

Lucas body starts trembling as the hot pleasure pools on his crotch, ready to fill you up. His pace is so fucking fast and messy right now. You do your best to not moan out loud, but you can't. "AH~ Fill my fucking bussy~!", you moan. "F-Fuck, I'm so close", he says. He gets near your face and grabs you by your chin, pulling you to kiss you in a passionate way. Your moans suddenly shut into sexy screams inside of his mouth.

Lucas can't take it anymore. His body convulses, and his hot cum quickly fills up your insides. You feel how his jizz flows out of his tip, drenching your inner walls, also wetting your prostate and all his length that's still deep inside of you. In fact, his cock twitches inside of you, his veins pumping at the rhythm of his heartbeat.

Yukhei rolls his eyes back as he milks every last drop of his seed inside of you. Your small body convulses as you feel all the thick cum getting inside of you. You're so fucking happy right now, it just feels so good having his milk flowing past your prostate, heating up your body.

It feels so fucking good having his hot seeds inside of you. You were wanting that since a lot of time. And Lucas has been desperate for filling your hole. He has been wishing and flirting with you during months, looking up to finally get the chance of fucking you. Both of you leave some breathy moans, so horny as he reached his climax and you got filled up.

After the electric feeling of his orgasm ends, Lucas hugs you and leaves some passionate kisses on your neck. "Lucky thing, apparently no one woke up, babe", he whispers. "You moaned so fucking loud, such a slut for me~", he continues. "L-Lucas~ You make me so good~", you quietly whimper. "Hm... Don't think he have finished here... Now that I finally get to fuck you, I will fill you up so fucking much", he says. That "warning" turns you on a lot. It already feels so good having his big load inside of you, how would it feel if he keeps coming inside?

Lucas takes off his cock from inside of you. "Bend over and suck it, babe~", he whispers. You move so you're now facing towards him, and bend over to suck his cock. You grab it with one hand and start sucking. It's a explosion of flavours: the taste of his cum, his sweat, his flesh and your insides all combine on your mouth. So fucking delicious. You give head on him on a fast pace, as you just want more and more of his big thick cock.

You swirl your tongue all over his length, sometimes licking his balls. He grabs you by your nape and slowly thrust into your mouth. Combined with your head movements, it makes you take almost all of Lucas' cock in your mouth. It's so fucking tasty.

With Lucas cock all wet again, he takes off his cock again, desperate to insert his cock in your bussy again. "We're gonna change position now, I want to see your cute face while I fuck you~", he says. He grabs your body with his big hands and makes you lay on your back, over the sleeping bag. Then, he gets between your legs, raising them a little so you show him your already abused bussy.

Lucas swirls his tongue on your gaping bussy, tasting his own cum and the flavour of your hole. He looks so happy and desperate doing that. He eats your ass with so much passion; he clearly loves ass. Your ass, to be specific.

You feel how his tongue almost reach your prostate, as he doesn't have any trouble at introducing it deep inside of you as your bussy is so stretched right now. He seems to be licking off his own cum, but in fact; he just mixes it with his saliva inside of his mouth and spits it inside your hole. He's making sure you keep being filled with his fluids.

Lucas insert two of his fingers inside of you. They didn't even struggle to make its way inside of your bussy as it is already gaping enough. He whips the cum and saliva that's inside of you as he fingerfucks your hole. It feels so fucking good, such a pity you can't scream out loud.

After some minutes of Lucas fingerfucking and rimming your already stimulated bussy, he slides himself above your body and aligns his cock on your entrance, being in a missionary-like position. He then introduces his big thick cock again on your hole, starting with an already fast pace. He's so fucking horny and desperate for you. All his frustration for not being able to fuck you before is getting discharged right now. You feel his cock whipping the cum that's already warming your prostate, making you feel so fucking good. A hot pool of pleasure spreads all over your body, making you enter a state of euphoria.

You bite your lips in order to not moan out load; but some quiet whimpers exit your mouth. Lucas, who is quietly growling as he fucks you so rough, shuts your mouth with a passionate kiss, so both of you are now moaning inside each other's throat.

Bad thing is... apparently your euphoric state forgot about taking care of your surroundings. You can hear someone whispering, in a tired voice: "Wh-What's that noise...?". It's Ten voice. Fuck.

The rest of the guys keep snoring, so it's surprising he can hear you fucking. Lucas stays still, with his cock inside of your bussy. He quietly grabs a sheet that's integrated with the sleeping bag to cover both of you.

"I swear I thought someone was moaning, with some femenine voice...", Ten whispers to himself, standing up from his bag. He wips his eyes while walking to the bathroom to refresh himself up. Lucky thing, he's so tired he didn't even noticed both of you.

Lucas does slow movements, fucking you quietly but with precisse thrusts, so his tip does all deep inside of your bussy, brushing your prostate with his pumped veins. So fucking good. He keeps kissing you, trying to shut your quiet moans, softly biting your lips.

Ten comes back from the bathroom. You can't truly see something as you're all covered with the sheets, but you can hear his footsteps, walking towards his bag and going back to sleep. Fuck, it was so close. Ten is so nosy, he would have probably tell everyone about what's going on or even interrupt both of you.

Yukhei goes back at fucking you frenzically, his big cock impalling your tiny figure. He thrusts his hips in and out, his balls clapping against your ass. You can't get enough of him fucking you, fuck. You could fuck with him all day long. He would do that too, honestly. He's just so fucking crazy over your ass.

He bends over to lick your nipples, while introducing one of his fingers on his mouth to keep you silent. You feel how your nipples get stimulated by his mouth. It's so good, he's clearly an expert. Like a sex god. And his fingers taste so good; they're the ones that fingerfucked you long minutes ago, but they still have the flavour of your insides and his cum.

Lucas starts leaving deep breathy moans, his back kind of arching and his thrusts faltering. He's reaching his climax again. After some minutes fucking you with an insane pace, he surprisingly takes off his cock out of your hole and crawls over you, so his cock gets right in front of your face.

"Give me all your cum, please~", you whisper. "Be ready, fucking slut", he replies. He jerks off right in front of your face until he reaches his orgasm. He shots a big thick load of cum over your face. His jizz milks out of his tip at the pace of his heartbeat. Some threads landing on your mouth, others on your cheeks, over your nose, forehead, etc... Soon, most of your face is warm wet with his cum. Fuck, it feels so fucking good.

As you open your eyes, you can't just stay still with Lucas' hard cock in front of you. You grab it with one hand and start sucking it, swallowing the cum that's left on his tip. His cum has a spicy flavour, thick texture and warm, that feels so good inside of your tongue and going down your tongue. You give Yukhei a blowjob, his tip reaching the back of your throat, kindly thrusting inside of your mouth making sure his cum actually gets all swallowed.

Minutes later, he takes off his cock out of your mouth. "I still have a lot of cum left... And you didn't even come once. I'm gonna keep going, I know you want that, right bitch?", he whispers. "Y-Yes, Lucas... Keep filling me with your cum, I love it~" you reply, trembling as you're already overstimulated by his cock. "That's what I wanted to hear".

This time, Lucas lifts you up over him, so he's laying on his back over the sleeping bag and you're laying on him, with your head right in front of your cock and your butt over his face. None of you said a word, but already know what's the job of each one. Yukhei starts rimming you yet again, in order to lube your bussy, although it's still wet from his cum and saliva from the previous rimjob he did. You start sucking his cock, with your face still covered with his thick cum.

It tastes so fucking good. You think you can explode from the pleasure right now, having your ass being eaten and your mouth being fucked by Lucas' big thick cock. Long minutes later, all his length is wet with your saliva and the remains of cum that are left from his recent orgasm. Your bussy keeps being filled with cum and saliva, that Lucas whips with his tongue, as he also makes out with your rim.

Minutes later, Lucas grabs your tiny body by your waist and moves your ass so it gets right over his cock. In this position, you're facing at the opposite direction of Lucas' face, bending over so if someone wakes up doesn't easily see that you're riding him. Yukhei keeps laying on the bag, so you're now in charge of action.

Lucas grabs your tiny waist, making you sit in his cock. Soon, your ass is bouncing on Lucas' crotch as you ride his cock. Your bussy gets so fucking stretched in this position, as his cock enters all deep inside of you. Your inner walls soon get abused by his lenght, your overstimulated prostate already giving you shockwaves of pleasure again.

You ride his cock as if it were your favourite dildo, but in fact is bigger and thicker than that. Fuck. It feels so good, you could be bouncing on it all day long. Some heat starts pooling on your belly. Your orgasm is near. It's already a good time to come; your bussy is filled with cum and your face is drenched with it too, with your prostate still being abused.

Lucas starts trembling again. Fuck, yes, he's reaching his climax again. You can't see him, but he's having his best moment. All he sees is your big ass and part of your back bouncing on his big cock, satisfying him. He enjoys so much fucking you, it's natural that he's gonna come again inside of you.

Yukhei grabs your back and pulls you, so you're now laying over him entirely. He starts kissing your neck, leaving hickeys that will stay there during some time. There's no time to think about covering them right now. All you can think right now is Lucas' cock making you feel so fucking good. Your back touches Lucas' rock hard abs, making you even more aroused.

Your orgasm starts building up. As Yukhei freneticly thrusts into you with his big thick cock, your prostate sends waves of pleasure all over your body. Soon, your already hard cock starts twitching. You reach your climax, shooting thick loads of cum over your own body. Now, not only your face is covered with cum, you chest and tummy too. You're so overstimulated that you didn't even moan out load, you just leave deep broken breaths as you feel your cum flowing out of your dick.

Lucas got so turned out by what just happened, that his back arches while doing a powerful thrust inside of you, coming again inside of your bussy. You feel how another load of cum fills your insides again, meeting the cum from his first orgasm. The feeling you've right now can't be defined; you just feel how you're becoming more and more filled by him. "Fuck, fuck... I love fucking you so much, fucking whore... I swear, I need to keep going~", he says. "Keep going... please... I can't get enough of you, I fucking love your cock so much~", you reply.

"I love seeing you feeling so well by me... I think I also love you...", Lucas says, blushing. "... I think I love you too, Yukhei... you make me feel so well...", you reply, softly smiling.

Lucas and you spent some more time having sex until both of you fell asleep as fucking so much got both of you tired and sweating. Both of you ended laying on your side, with Lucas cock still inside of your bussy, cockwarming it. You obviously didn't think about what's going to happen the next morning. But, honestly, you don't care. Fuck it.

You wake up, with nobody around. There's actually no one in the cabin. The sunrays strike over your body, waking up Yukhei too. As you slowly start processing what's happening right now, you see a note right beside of you.

"Guys... we've nothing wrong with both of you (...) doing those things... but you can keep in private... we can book another room or ask a local for a near motel... please don't disturb us again... - Kun.

I can't believe it... y/n... I thought Lucas was annoying you... now you're doing nasty things with him... =( ... I'm so dissapointed... Lucas... you're so disgusting... - Xiaojun.

I actually saw both of you fucking, do you think you're ghosts? That covering yourselves would make me not see you? Althought, had a great time jerking off while seeing both of you ;) - Ten."

Well, at least now you have more time to fuck with him.

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[zodiacs-web]

Good morning! Praise the lord you write for kobeni <3 ily already. Wondering if I could request her with a short f reader where kobeni is working the nerve to take the initiative with affection? Tysm!

Taking the Initiative

𖥔 Kobeni Higashiyama x Fem!Reader

𖥔 Synopsis: Kobeni wants to give reader more affection

𖥔 What's in the web: Fluff, following kobeni's thoughts

𖥔 A/n: Sorry if it's late! I just started school

It's always been this way for her, you being open and going with the flow while she struggled. And yet you've always helped her with such things. Who knew Kobeni's lover, who was tinier than her, had more confidence than she will ever have in her life.

You always gave Kobeni kisses, hugs and gifts. You're always leaning onto her, dragging her along through some store or encouraging her to do something. And though she appreciates all the things you do for her, she just can't help but feel as if you're doing all the work.

She wants to the things you do. She wants to give you affection because through all you both been through, she thinks you deserve it. And you do deserve it. Yet her anxiety riddled brain can only make fun of her for even thinking of such a thing.

But one day there was a flower blooming.

She saw you leaning on the rail, orange and yellow leaves falling from the tree just slightly off to the right. The soft orange glow of the sun illuminating you and all your glory, she couldn't help it but she had to work up the nerve and actually accomplish her goal.

Her hands shook while her legs felt like falling off at any second, her temperature raised as she slowly made her way to you. She sucked in her breath, her lips finally reached your cheek. Her hand quickly took in your hand, she was sure you could feel her nervousness.

You can only turn to her in shock, a sense of love and pure happiness surges through your veins. You gave it to your girlfriend, throwing yourself onto her and adorning her with kisses as she finally accomplished her goal.

Believe it or not, you heard the girl talking about it with herself, you just happened to be eavesdropping. But you actually wanted to see how she'd pull it off. So many times there was an open space she could take yet that anxiety only drove those desires away.

You were happy for her and so was she. Kobeni couldn't believe she pulled it off and received positive affirmation from it. Maybe she'll do it again.

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[burnyourvillage1968]

Alice in Wonderland

Chapter 1 :

Your love for spicy food truly exceeds that of a typical aficionado. However, it was unexpected when the Szechuan sauce from last night dinner led to such a serene, post-meal nap. Ordinarily, consuming such a fiery quantity would result in prolonged bathroom visits, not a peaceful rest in your pajamas amidst a picturesque field of flowers. The realization that it was a dream came as you gazed upon two moons in the sky—without the usual sun, despite it being broad daylight.

You might think there should be a hint of shame in eating the same meal for a week straight, but no regrets here. Post-work, with limbs as limp as noodles, picking up a toothpick feels like a Herculean task, much less upholding any semblance of dignity—which, frankly, was lost when your pet witnessed you rescuing that floor-bound banana slice. Sure, it may have flouted the five-second rule, but you're still standing. Germs: 0, You: 1.

You hummed contentedly to yourself, celebrating a small, personal victory, yet the world appeared to challenge your joy as a distant scream echoed.

The strange unsettling sounds piqued your curiosity, and you resolved that the beautiful flowers could hold off on being appreciated until you uncovered the source of the distant commotion. After all, facing your inner demons wasn't new to you. So, let's find out what your subconscious is eager to reveal.

Lifting yourself from the soft grass, you begin to walk towards the noise. The earth feels cool under your bare feet as you move, until a wicked snicker, oddly familiar and yet nostalgic, fills the air. It spurs you to pick up the pace, jogging, then sprinting through the trees until a pink shape emerges in the distance. Oddly, you feel fatigue setting in—fatigue, in a dream? The very thought of sweating is repulsive. But then you remember, this is a lucid dream. To hell with reality, it's time for a shortcut.

You swiftly jump forward.

The wind swirled around you, rustling your clothes as you soared high above the trees below. Strands of your hair swept across your face to the back of your head. Your gaze fixed on the pink blob ahead, which began to grow larger and take on a humanoid shape.

Your form begins to lower towards the earth, devoid of life's markers, drawing nearer to the pink shape that appears to be hopping around a tinier being.

The abruptness of your arrival jolts the creatures from their bewilderment at the sight of a human materializing out of thin air. The shorter entity appears to whisper something to its taller companion, gesturing towards you. The pink creature flashes a smile before pivoting to face your descending figure. Just as you're about to land, it zaps you with a ray of light.

Concealed among the leaves, a spectator gasped, observing the dire end of the hapless individual who appeared just as his peers met their end. His heart swelled with sympathy. Yet, an unforeseen sight caused his jaw to fall in astonishment.

The air is thick with malicious laughter as the diminutive creature rubs his hands together greedily. "HAHAHAHA!! Excellent, Buu! With the Kaioshin gone, it's time for you to head to Earth and wipe out everyone there."

The pink, rotund creature leaps joyfully beside him, clapping its hands in eager agreement with the idea of wreaking havoc and chaos.

Unnoticed by the duo, a person stood awkwardly close by. They remained oblivious, too engrossed in their own celebrations and triumphs to see you.

You quietly take in their appearances. The smaller man is notably shorter than the pink man, and you can't help but notice his pointy feet, which oddly resemble ballerinas. His skin has a greenish hue, and two long antennae-like appendages protrude from his chin, similar to a mustache. His large, bulging eyes are unnerving, yet they pale in comparison to your mother's stern gaze. He wears an open robe of a striking orange hue, and beneath it, a blue dress paired with a black and yellow garment that resembles a corset. For the sake of your sanity, you've decided that it is a corset. Atop his head sits a blackish cap emblazoned with a large "M." You're torn between sympathizing with his eclectic fashion sense and finding it amusing.

You saw the other pink guy's outfit and immediately felt envious when you noticed his barely covered chest. A small pink tentacle emerged from his head with round holes on the sides, seemingly replacing his ears. He wore a black vest that barely closed due to his large size, and a purple scarf around his neck acted like a cape. It reminded you of a child dressed up as a hero. You admired his poofy white flowy shorts but not the black leggings underneath. You wished they were in your size, unless you wanted to look like you were wearing adult diapers instead of pants. A black and golden belt with the same "M" as his companion kept his lower garment from falling and exposing his lower body, for which you were extremely grateful. You didn't want to see anything inappropriate from this cheerful, childlike being who killed without hesitation.

"Um, sorry to burst your bubble, but I'm still here…" you declare, an eyebrow cocked in irritation.

As soon as you utter a word, Bibidi spins around, his face the picture of astonishment. "What-Who are you??!! Buu, attack!" But his command falls on deaf ears. Buu, the pink creature, is preoccupied with a fluttering butterfly. Despite Bibidi's attempts to recapture his attention, Buu finds the pursuit of the insect far more compelling than his ally's orders. You can't help but laugh. "Ha! What a duo you make! But hold on, have we met before? There's something oddly familiar about you…"

Agitated by his ally's actions, Bibidi moves closer, a menacing smile unfolding on his face. "You trivial being, I am Bibidi, the ultimate sorcerer of the cosmos! Yet, I presume your limited intellect cannot comprehend such a fact."

Just as he was about to come closer, a sudden realization struck you, and your eyes widened with recognition.

With a snap of your fingers, you had it.

"Ah, yes! You're that alien wizard dude from Dragon Ball—Bibidi's smile widened, though he was momentarily puzzled by the unfamiliar terms. Nevertheless, he dismissed it, ready to turn you into dust until— the one who looks like a flea!" His laughter ceased suddenly, clearly caught off guard by the comment on his appearance.

"I didn't recognize you with your swimming pool cap," you said with a smile, scratching your neck sheepishly.

"How dare you! I bear no resemblance to a flea, and this cap is not designed for swimming!" The wizard glared at you with a frown.

"Talk about the pot calling the kettle black," you mused, feeling a bead of sweat trickle down.

"Whatever, I'll dispose of you easily enough even without that bumbling idiot!" Bibidi snorts, gesturing briefly towards the still preoccupied Buu. As he drones on, your mind wanders, pondering why you didn't instantly recognize Buu from Dragon Ball, a character far more renowned than this early-exiting villain. Then again, it's been a while since you last delved into the anime world of muscle-bound aliens obsessed with fighting, or villains bent on wreaking havoc. The usual suspects. The idea makes you mentally grimace.

Despite its drawbacks, the show also has its merits, such as endearing certain characters to viewers through their humanizing qualities, or the redemption arcs of many villains. Take Majin Buu, for instance, an initially evil, selfish, and childish entity. If you recall his earlier roundness, it suggests he absorbed the Supreme Kai of this universe, which altered him from a malevolent child into a naive, less evil being resembling walking bubblegum. Later on, he encounters Mr. Satan, a minor character tasked with his destruction, yet they form a friendship, leading Buu to eventually join the side of the heroes.

The malevolent Bibidi stood before you, notorious for rousing Majin Buu from his dormant state and transporting him to the planet of the Kaioh—deities tasked with overseeing and creating planets in the universe. Having wreaked havoc across various worlds, his latest plot revolves around annihilating all Kais in the universe before dispatching Buu to Earth to perpetrate genocide. Yet, this narrative is all too familiar within the Dragon Ball series. His reign of terror was destined to end due to the existence of a surviving apprentice Kai. His name eludes you at the moment…

Suddenly, your vision is overwhelmed by a dazzling orb of light. You've been hit with another blast of Ki energy.

"Finally! Now, Buu—just as Bibidi was about to summon his minion for his nefarious schemes, a hand clutched his shoulder—What???!!"

Standing directly behind the malevolent wizard, you remained unscathed despite the direct hit from a Ki blast. Anger boiled within you, ready to unleash a justified beating.

"What—How!?" you interrupt him. "I have been nothing but polite so far—granted, referring to you as a flea was a slip, (that's a lie) but let's not linger on that. I believe you deserve a sound thrashing for trying to eliminate me not just once, but twice!" Your gaze hardened, signaling impending vengeance.

Without uttering a single word, you quickly locked your arms around his head in a chokehold and swiftly leaned back, ready to deliver him an excruciating headache.

Bibidi writhes in your unyielding grip, unable to break free as the world flips over, the ground rushing towards his head with alarming speed.

"Noooo!!" he attempted to call out for his comrade, but he was nowhere in sight. His scream was abruptly silenced by a thunderous boom.

Dust enveloped you as you moved, and a groan escaped your lips. The pain in your back is a clear indication that you should work out more. As your target goes limp in your grasp, you release him and push him away to evaluate the damage you inflicted.

Just as you were getting ready to smirk at his downfall, your eyes widened and a curse slipped out of your mouth.

Bibidi's head is deeply buried in the ground, surrounded by a dark substance that is starting to seep out.

It resembles the crumpled soda cans that often miss the trash bin, tossed aside by teenagers. But this isn't just discarded aluminum—it's the head of an alien.

This situation feels unreal.

Your heart races. You find yourself nibbling on your lip. Your hands inch closer to your body, desperately grasping for something on the ground to steady yourself and rein in your scattered thoughts.

As you felt yourself losing control, your gaze once again fell upon the lifeless body, causing your breath to hitch. Slowly, it dawned on you that the figure before you was definitely not human. This creature belonged in the world of Dragon Ball Z, not here. The only logical explanation was that you were dreaming, yet again. You mentally scolded yourself for getting so lost in the thrill of lucid dreaming that you forgot reality. And let's not forget, you definitely don't possess the strength to pull off what you did to Bibidi in real life.

It's all just a dream. You'll snap out of it sooner or later.

You feel a sense of relief as the tension between your eyebrows eases and you release a peaceful sigh. Deep down, you scold yourself for becoming too intense in a dream.

You can be a bit clueless at times. Maybe it's time for a change of scenery.

Just as you're about to get up and go elsewhere, you hear someone coughing nervously nearby.

Just a few feet away, a small man with a purplish tint stands rigidly. He's dressed in a long, sleeveless dark blue coat with red trim, complemented by billowy teal sleeves. His hair is fashioned into a soft white mohawk, typical of the Kai characters from the show. An orange cloth wraps around his waist like a belt. The sight of his tiny red boots makes you squeal internally. Dangling from his pointed ears are round yellow earrings.

He appeared to be breathing heavily, with blood staining parts of his clothing and the side of his head. You furrowed your brow slightly and started to rise to help him with his injuries. However, he raised a hand to signal you to stay back.

"Who are you? What are you? Where did you come from? Why are you here?" he bombarded you with a series of questions, suspicion lacing his tone. His eyes narrowed slightly as he awaited your response.

He might be wounded, yet that doesn't imply he's unable to face you. He will endure for the sake of his fallen comrades. And if you ever deceive him regarding your intentions, his mind-reading prowess will expose the truth immediately.

"My name is Y/n, and I'm a human from Earth. I'm not sure how I arrived here, but my intentions are harmless," you explain softly, displaying your open hands as a sign of peace. Remaining grounded, you hope this posture will ease the tension with your interrogator.

It feels as though you're consoling a frightened, trapped creature. He's adorable.

With every passing minute, as you completed your sentence, Shin felt a slight relaxation in his shoulders. His cheeks momentarily turned red upon hearing your last thought. However, he did not welcome your sympathy.

His gaze was fixed. Your eyes possess that glimmer which flickered ever so slightly upon resting on the blood that adorned half of his face. Your smile appears genuine.

For now, you seem harmless.

Shin suddenly snapped back to reality when he heard someone ask, "Are you okay?"

You give him a strange look, suspecting that he's not thinking straight.

You're concerned for him, but the ground is becoming uncomfortable and you question whether he wants to walk around appearing as though he was struck by a bus driver.

It wouldn't be too far from the truth from what you remembered happened during this part of the story.

Receiving no response, you resolved to approach him rather than wait for either of you to act. The thought of bleeding out in front of a stranger seemed too bizarre for any eulogy. With effort, you lifted yourself from the ground.

Shin tenses up as you rise to your full height and appears startled as you begin to walk in his direction. "What are you doing?

"Hey, just relax, I'm about to fix you up since you're all bloodied and scratched," you say, wincing at your attempt at comfort. Man, soothing others is not your forte. You feel a wave of awkwardness wash over you. Biting your cheek, you mutter a resigned curse.

You rip a piece from the sleeve of your shirt, folding it into an impromptu bandage.

You extend the bandage towards the shorter man, noting with amusement that he barely reaches your chest. A smile plays on your lips, and the corners of your eyes crinkle, softening as you meet Shin's gaze. Pushing aside your musings, you focus on assisting the individual before you.

"May I?" you offered with a kind smile. He might decline your help, considering you're a stranger, but you were never taught to back down easily.

Shin paused, then nodded, allowing you to edge closer to him.

You keep on smiling as you gently lower your head to delicately wipe off the dirt and blood from his face. Taking a closer look at the scrapes on his forehead, you realize that the injuries are mostly minor and you silently pray that he won't suffer from a concussion. Treating injuries isn't exactly your area of expertise, but you're determined to do your best.

It's weird, but each time you clean Shin's cuts with your cloth, they mysteriously disappear. The deity thinks it's cute how you wrinkle your nose. A hint of pink shows up on his cheeks.

Maybe it's quicker regeneration. Anime rules are wacky as hell.

"Is he dead?" The purple dude asks you.

"Hm?" You tilted your head.

Shin gestures towards your back. You spin around and spot the villain you took down earlier. "Oh! Don't worry, he won't be up and about anymore, if that's what you're worried about."

He keeps on gazing at the lifeless body.

"I could always poke it with a stick if-"

A ki blast hits it and the body is nothing more than a pile of ashes on the ground.

"That works too." A sweatdrop runs down the side of your face at the relieved face of your acquaintance.

You feel like you're forgetting something. Or more like someone. Weren't there like two people here when you've arrived?

A pink blob...

Bubble-gum? Bubble? Bub? Buu?

"Where did that pink guy go?" you suddenly realize, frantically looking around to see where Buu disappeared to.

You can't spot him. Perhaps he's too distant to be noticed. And even if he's close by, what's your plan once you locate him? Defeat him with persuasion?

"Searching for him? He's right here," Shin declares, retrieving an odd, grotesque-looking sphere. "Once I spotted him chasing that butterfly, I succeeded in confining Majin Buu within this orb."

"That's interesting, were you actually spying on us earlier? When that weird wizard was attacking me?" You crossed your arms and gave him a skeptical look.

"No, no! I'm injured and wasn't able to confront Bibidi and his ally, so I was just sizing up the situation before making a move! And I'm sorry for not being able to assist you sooner… But—" Shin stammers, gesturing wildly in an attempt to ease your doubts.

"Relax. I'm not gonna tear you a new one because you didn't try assist me earlier." you chuckle. Shin stops his actions and look at you bewilderly. "I mean it's understandable and I wouldn't blame you. Dealing with that creepy flea is not something anyone would want to do"

You give his shoulder a playful nudge with your hip. The corners of his mouth nearly curl into a smile. He relaxes a bit, yet still tries to maintain a small distance between you both.

He was on the verge of posing a question, yet you preempted him.

"What are you going to do with it?" you asked, nodding towards the ball.

"Bury it deep within the Earth's embrace, out of reach and sight. May it stay undisturbed through the ages, sought by none," Shin muttered, his expression stern, fingers tightly curled into fists.

"Sure." You casually hummed.

An awkward silence falls between the two of you.

"Oops, I just realized I haven't introduced myself. I'm Y/n," you said with a clumsy smile, trying to catch up with the usual social niceties.

Shin, feeling ashamed of his breach in manners, made also his introduction. Meanwhile, you couldn't resist staring at his hair, wondering if it felt as silky as it looked.

He excused himself saying that he will get started on his plan and that he will be back soon. You briefly halted him from going to Earth.

"Quick question, do you live here alone?"

"No, there were the Supreme Kai and the others, but they were killed by that wizard and Majin Buu. I was the only one left…" Shin stares intently at the ball in his hand, his eyebrows furrowing and his fists clenching once again.

"Perhaps we can locate their remains and provide them with a proper burial?"

"I'm sorry, but there's nothing left of them. I've searched everywhere, but it was to no avail."

"We can still offer tombstones and bid them a respectful farewell, even in the absence of a body." Your gaze softens, and the kai appear to hold your gaze for a moment longer.

"That would be nice," Shin murmurs, turning away with a blush.

His blush deepened when you patted his head.

"Then I'll be waiting here for you."

After Shin's departure, you began to contemplate the appropriate location for some tombstones.

You've discovered the perfect spot where the sunlight strikes just right, with a touch of shade. Tapping the earth with your feet, you sense the soil's richness, ideal for the plant you plan to nurture. This elevated location is strategically chosen to shield from the chilly breeze.

You're not sure how it works the weather on this kind of planet. But you do know your plants. And what your babies want, mama get.

You began gathering rocks, choosing the more attractive ones and setting aside the others. It brought back memories of your childhood rock collection, with your pockets perpetually brimming with them. Your mom tolerated it until your room became cluttered, at which point she insisted you discard some. She permitted you to retain only a select few.

Reflecting on Shin's quest for vengeance against Buu, you consider the imprudence of burying someone beneath the very individuals they are fated to harm in the future. Yet, proposing an alternative could lead to even worse outcomes. However, the storyline ensures that all will be well. The small Kai's desperation is understandable, considering the events that transpired before your arrival, and you can't fault him for it. Despite being unpopular with fans due to his minimal role and low power level, he remains a character you hold dear from your youth, even being one of your fictional crushes. A blush creeps onto your cheeks. Although a deity, Shin's innocence is endearing, and his weaknesses do not embitter him against the main characters who complicate his existence; rather, he chooses to coexist with them harmoniously.

As you were preparing to shape the tombstones from the rocks, it dawned on you that you had neglected to inquire Shin about the number of deceased, which is essential to determine the required number of tombstones.

Shin returned without you realizing it. Suddenly, you felt a poke on your side and, caught off guard, you let out a yelp.

The kai chuckled at you. You turned your head and glared at him playfully.

"Nearly finished?" he inquires courteously, offering you a stone.

"No, actually, how many tombstones do I need to make?" you asked sheepishly.

"Oh, that would make four of them…" His smile remains, yet it's tinged with sadness at the mention of his friend's passing.

With a gentle smile, you silently ask for his help in shaping the tombstones. He joins in, deep in thought, trying to clear his mind of distractions.

Every time he set a stone down, his hands would tremble, and he would lightly bite his lower lip.

You've noticed that his pace is faster than yours.

You softly encircled him with your arms.

Shin halted abruptly, taken aback by the sudden embrace. "What's this about?" he asked, his voice faltering.

"Even though I don't know what happened, I understand how it feels to lose people who were close to you." you murmured quietly.

"It shouldn't have happened; they were formidable beings…" Shin clenched his teeth, yet his eyes shimmered with emotion.

Feeling his body stiffen in your hold, you started rubbing down his back and you felt his limbs to loosen a bit with your continuous motion down his back.

"It shouldn't have," you concurred, "but life has never been fair."

Shin's sobs soaked through your shirt, leaving a dampness you could feel.

"But that doesn't mean you're alone forever," you hummed. Shin gave you a tearful glance. "I know we've just met, but if you ever need someone to talk to or just be around, I'm here for you," you said, resting your head on his.

Kai's grip on your shirt tightened as he cried even harder.

In your comforting embrace, he found solace as he mourned the passing of his companions, and you patiently stood with him.

The sunlight wrapped around you both as you softly stroked your companion's back. Slowly, his sniffles quieted and his body eased into a relaxed state against you. When you started to pull away, Shin appeared reluctant to let go.

"Do you want to continue?" you suggest, gesturing towards the stones.

He wiped away the tear stains and nodded, his eyes still faintly red.

After some time, you both have finished constructing the tombs. Now, there's only one thing left to add.

Shin becomes perplexed as you meander to the rear of the tombs, clutching something small in your hand—so minuscule that he fails to make it out.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"Planting a flower tree," you chirped.

"Why?"

"Because," you state bluntly. A vein throbs on Shin's forehead at your lack of explanation.

After digging into the soil and being satisfied with its depth, you place your seed within and cover it up again.

"Because?" he pressed, seeking further details.

"Wait and see; it's better if I show you rather than tell you," you said with a mysterious grin, observing his inquisitive expression.

You lifted your hand above the freshly planted seed, and a miracle unfolded. Green leaves sprouted from the soil and kept growing. The stalk elongated, and the sprout transformed into a tree that loomed over you and the tombs. Its branches, diverging from one another, began to shield you both from the sky. Rather than leaves, buds formed on these branches and blossomed into pink flowers overhead, resembling a meandering cloud. You exhaled deeply once you finished focusing on nurturing the sakura tree to full bloom.

"Isn't it beautiful?" you exclaimed, filled with pride and joy at the sight of your newly grown tree. Glancing towards Shin for his reaction, you couldn't help but snicker when you saw his jaw drop and eyes widen. You took that as a resounding yes.

"Cherry blossoms hold various significances across cultures, but they are particularly celebrated as a symbol of renewal, blooming exclusively in spring," you muse aloud, your gaze lingering on the flowering tree.

You flinch slightly as someone wraps their arms around your waist.

"Thank you so much," Shin mumbles into your shirt. You coo softly and embrace him in return.

Pink petals began to cascade from the tree, showering both of you. You gently plucked one from Shin's hair, examining it closely. The deity attempted to conceal his blush within the folds of your clothes as his heartbeat quickened.

An invisible force slaps your face.

Everything becomes dim and you squint your eyes to open them.

"W-what!?" you exclaimed, as you slowly woke up to find your pet glaring at you. A ringing noise interrupted the silence, and you fumbled around your bed to find your phone. As you reached for it, your stomach growled loudly, reminding you of your hunger.

"Drat, I've overslept and missed breakfast again, haven't I?" you say, turning to your cat, who responds with an irritated meow.

As you stroked his head in apology, your thoughts wandered back to the dream you had just awakened from. You hadn't had the opportunity to admire the field of flowers. Dismissing the thought, you consoled yourself with the fact that you had at least seen some cherry blossoms.

Incorrect quotes:

Bibidi: (Exists)

Reader: I'm about to end this alien's whole career.

Shin: (the most hated character of the show)

Reader: He's perfect.

Reader: (trying to survive in DBZ)

Pattycake: (trashing your apartment while chasing the ghost haunting it)

Therapist: Your dreams have deeper meanings!

*At night*

Reader: (sleeptalking) I am the Lorax. I speak for the trees. The trees speak vietmanese and if you question me I'll break your knees.

*In the living-room*

Zamasu: ...

Gowasu: (Drinks his tea) ...

Zamasu: ...

Gowasu: ...

Zamasu: (Slams his hands on the table) We need to do something about this!!

Gowasu: (Stops sipping his tea) About what?

Zamasu: Master, you know what I'm talking about.

Gowasu: No, I do not. But now that you've mentioned it, where is-

Zamasu: (Hushes him quickly) Sshhh, please don't say that word or THAT might appear...

Reader: (Pops out of nowhere) Hello Zamasu! Hello Gowasu!

Gowasu: Oh there you are! I was wondering where did you go.

Zamasu: (His hands clenches the dining table)OH NO, It's HERE.

Reader: (Hands over a container) I was baking some cookies! Want some?

Gowasu: Why thank you, that's nice of you. Zamasu would you put some of them on a plate for us to enjoy?

Zamasu: Right away Master. (He whispers harshly to you) Leave. Us. Alone.

Reader: (Smiles cutely at him) Never!

(Both of your hands are still holding the box and you've yet to let go of it despite the incessant tugging of the furious Kai)

Zamasu: (His face turns darker) Let go or I'll make you regret it..

Reader: I regret nothing. (Stares right into his soul) I know WHEN and HOW you'll die.

Zamasu: (Stares harder) And I'll be taking you down with me.

Buu: (Capable of eating an entire population of a country and dislodging his jaw like a snake) I'm hungry.

Reader: (Raised by a Chinese mother) You Dare Challenge Me?

#dragon ball x reader #dbz #dragon ball super #dragon ball z #supreme kai shin #supreme kai #shin x reader #dbz shin #dbz bibidi #dbz x reader #dbz shin x reader #incorrect quotes #dbz incorrect quotes #fluff #dbz buu #maijin buu #dragon ball buu

[dairyfreenugget]

HIIIO GIRL FIRST TEXT AU POST FOR THIS BLOG LETS GO

Time travel sort of au 😎 Almost

Once again incorporated some of @/demonicintegrity 's messages to this since it's from Discord

Been thinking about an AU where PK and WL get a chance to repeat everything with all of their memories of how badly they fucked up and redo everything from the moment PK had that idea about the vessels

Rotating it in my head

Because I realised just how much these two would cherish getting to raise their children normally and just how an emotional moment it'd be when they hold newborn Flower for the first time

Also Flower's twin would be a surprise to them but a very very happy one and they're gonna brainstorm names for their happy little surprise while gushing over how cute and precious both of their babies are

They're over the moon about getting to raise their children, though it's a little terrifying they're determines to give them a good life that they deserved

Hornet still happens but it's due to political negitations with Deepnest and not because Herrah would become a dreamer

I think they'd have ~10 years before they'd have to have their first child so they're on a clock and just planning how to murder the Old Light

PK was considering just making her mortal but I doubt if he'd risk her ever seeking revenge again

Also PK would be shocked how much better he feels physically years before everything, with his void poisoning much milder he's much brighter, energetic and strong than he remembered

Just really hits him "Wow I REALLY fucked up my own health huh"

Probably makes some better choices regarding void going forward, might even decommission his moulds because he sees them as a liability

“Dear?”

“Hm?”

“You haven’t wrinkled as much.”

“Hm? Oh!”

Just wait until they have the kids man is he gonna wrinkle because of them

When he's back he's just gonna touch his stomach for a bit

"? Love what are you doing?"

"I forgot how FLAT and not saggy I used to be"

It’s gotta be so weird to be thrown into your younger body like that

Constantly doing double takes in the mirror cuz thats too young to be you

And they feel physically better too

At least PK does bc he really ran his body into the ground

“Wow I have a lot of energy today!”

“No love you’re just not dying as much”

PK very gently grooming their little tuber like a few days after they're born and WL just starts counting how much he licks them

Eventually he catches on

"What are you doing?"

"Counting how many links it takes to get to the baby's centre, of course 🥰"

"Pff- you're so silly"

Thinking about all the times PK and WL told Flower "I should have/wished I had hold you (implied as a baby) like a father/mother should" during emotional scebes and now they actually get to

They get to hold their precious little newborn Hallow

They definitely cry for the good few first days over their perfect little twins

So overwhelmed and excited about getting to raise their babies, so so in love

They don't leave their sides unless to get them food

Just enjoy their time alone and with their newborns for a good while after, just a happy new family, the government officials and knights can run the kingdom for them for a while it's fine

They just want to spent time with their babies

Imagining Ebur watching the two wiggle around and try to crawl with so so much love in his eyes

He loves his little tubers so fucking much it’s unreal

He chirps and watches Flower try their hardest to wiggle their way to him and they finally reach his hand and just snuggle into his palm, kneading a little, and start purring

He tears up from how cute that is

Gonna marvel at how tiny they are

Even tinier than when he took them from the Abyss last time

Hard to imagine this tiny little thing will grow up to be so fucking tall

Itty bitty little thing

“I remember when you fit into the palm of my hand”

"...No way we were this small"

"You were! You used to come to me whenever I chirped and snuggle up in my hand, it was so cute. And you'd wobble so much while crawling too, the cutest little wigglers!"

"Ugh, dad-"

PK grooming lil baby Flower!! Just squishing their lil chubby cheeks and they get a lil fussy because he grooms them too much. Gonna paw at his face and whine and bite his nose

They're gonna get so so so emotional about getting to be their parents and raise them like they were supposed to

For a good few months of their life especially

Each of them has their moments where they tear up and get super sappy about getting to be mummy and daddy it's really cute

They take turns caring for the twins when they return to full work

Whenever PK doesn't have a too busy day he takes the twins and has them strapped to his chest, carries a little baggie around with their things too in case they get fussy

When WL has the babies he still takes breaks to come see the three of them

It's oddly cute seeing the king and queen being such attentive parents

I think some people would know that they've been trying for children

The 5 great knights definitely did and they're so happy for them when they finally see the king back at work with the two little bundles strapped to his chest

#thylacines can talk #faaf au #sorry about dropping off the face of the warth with the doodle requests. it was just really bad timing. i will still do them i just couldnt #bring myself to draw for a few days after my kitty's death :[ im better now just sad and numb. but if i dont focus on it its fine

[lokiandpeter554]

im a sucker for (pt4, heroxvillain edition):

villains who can play the electric guitar

villains who are in a rock band

villain who can play violins (maybe make it violently)

villains who are just so fucking hot and pretty for no reason even if they’re just standing there, drinking a cup of coffee/tea

villains who looks ethereal with blood decorating their physical appearance

hero when they look up only to see villain in front of a ceiling light/the sun and thinks they look like an angel

villains with tiny waist

villains with a tinier waist

^^heroes who are a flustered mess when they finally process the fact that their villains waist is tinier than theirs

villains who are good with firearms

female villains who are hella muscular but still looks feminine

heroes who fell so hard for the villain that they legitimately thought they got an actual concussion

villains with some kind of pretty aesthetic

villains who are ethereal

heroes who can’t properly fight villain because villain is their ideal type

morally grey hero

mama’s child villain

villains who will pause the battle for five minutes to follow their scheduled sobbing session before going back to battle like nothing happened

heroes who thinks they successfully drowned the villain only for the villain to charge at them like some kind of possessed anglerfish-mermaid

villains who has eyeshadows that glitters brighter than the country’s damn future

male villains who can and will fight in a ball gown + high heels

aroace villains who are confused

confused but goes along with the flow kind of villains

villains who can and will make anything they get their hands on into a weapon (ie a claw clip, a bouquet of flowers)

violent heroes with masochistic villains

violent and aggressive heroes crying in fear as the masochistic villains tilt their head at them

villains who looks cute but murderous

villains who will show you how to cook but will beat you up if you sliced an ingredient slightly wrong

masochistic heroes scaring villains

villains making the hero wait for them to finish their schoolwork before fighting them

^this but vice versa

silly bbg villains who can kill you in a blink of an eye

bbg heroes

#hero x villain prompt #hero+x+villain #hero and villain #villain #hero #headcannons #headcanon

[pencap]

Three word prompt: power, nature, ghosts

i remember in elementary school we kept little flower pots by the gates. nobody taught us what to plant but we liked marigolds and rose moss and balsam flowers and the rare sunflower towering over it all. i remember digging tiny holes with tiny fingers to drop tiny seeds into. i remember walking through the gates past rows and rows and rows of flowers tinier than even we were. it is marigold season again, all yellow and orange and sunset-red, and i cannot remember the last time i planted a flower. i am weeping and i cannot tell you why, except that the sky is blue, and the sky was blue when i was young, too. and i am no longer young, but the sky is still blue. everything has changed and nothing has changed and i am weeping for everything and nothing. the clouds used to be full of pictures, fluffballs made of cat faces and bunny ears and racing horses. the clouds are still white and fluffy but i only find ghosts in their shapes now. it is not even halloween yet but all i see are ghosts and ghosts and ghosts. shouldn't a haunting look worse than this? shouldn't the sky be black with thunderclouds blotting out the sun? shouldn't the marigolds be weeping their petals under the powerful weeping of a storm? where is the might of nature raging against the dying of the light? instead the sky is still blue and the clouds are still soft and the marigolds are still golden. i am swarming with ghosts that refuse to haunt in the usual ways. if i cannot point at the ghost, if there are no squeaking hinges and toppled bookcases, am i still haunted? do you believe me? do i believe me?

#sylvie speaks #ask sylvie #three word prompts #poetics #i have no explanation for this #other than that i am clearly experimenting with form #and that i apparently have a lot of nostalgia and melancholy in me #i don't usually skew this heavily prose-poetry but this felt right so