#tommorow will be rough one

[muncysvelasco]

Churlish: Why are your tongues purple?

Muncy: We had slushies i had a red one

Velasco: I had a blue one

Churlish: oh

Churlish: OH

Bruno: You drank each other’s slushies?

#i’m sorry i had to #grace muncy #joe velasco #velascy #veluncy #law and order svu #incorrect svu #svu 24 #terry bruno #tonie churlish #i have regents tmrw #i’m gonna cry #wish me luck girlies #tommorow will be rough one #at least i have this blog #sorry these tags are literally vents at this point

[kabie-whump]

♡ Febuwhump Day 17: Hostage Situation ♡

@febuwhump

Content: Kidnapping, blood, bondage, neglectful team, ransom, whumper turned caretaker

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"You might as well just let me go. They're not coming."

Whumper continues shuffling cards, not looking at Whumpee. "You keep saying that. How can you be so sure?"

"Your asking price is too high."

"Please. Don't try to tell me that your little team is broke. I know that's not true."

"They're not broke. But they won't pay all that just for me. They won't even pay half of that. You're wasting your time. And your chains." Whumpee looks down at their own body, at the way they're bound by miles of chains to the point where they can't move an inch. "Seriously, is all this really necessary?"

"I don't know what you're capable of, and I would rather not find out."

"Hm. Fair enough. Would you believe me if I promised that I'm harmless?"

"No."

"Worth a shot."

They go quiet for a while, the only sounds being Whumper's cards shuffling against the table and the steady drip of blood hitting the floor from Whumpee's injuries. An hour passes before Whumper speaks again.

"You really think they won't pay up?"

"Not for me. Maybe if you'd taken Leader..."

Whumper scoffs. "If I was powerful enough to capture Leader I wouldn't need to be taking hostages for cash in the first place."

"Yeah."

Whumpee's voice is getting softer and more slurred by the second. Whumper had noticed the change happening, but that last word was just pitiful. Whumper stands, going over to check on their hostage. They'd gone pale and the puddle of blood under their chair had grown significantly.

"You're not doing too hot, are you?" Whumper asks, squatting in front of Whumpee.

Whumpee shakes their head.

"At this rate you'll bleed out before anyone comes to save you."

"They're not coming," Whumpee says again, their voice still weak.

Whumper realizes with a start that Whumpee is tearing up. Not in the way that they did when Whumper had roughed them up for the camera. That had just been a pain response. This is genuine emotional distress.

"You're upset."

"Of course 'm upset, asshole," Whumpee slurs, the tears falling. "The fuck do you think I am?"

"Good to see you've still got your fire. But there's no reason to be upset. You're going to be fine."

"Fuck off."

"I mean it. Let's go over your options, hm? One: Your team comes for you and pays your ransom and you get to go home. Two: Your team comes for you, kills me, and you get to go home. Three: Your team doesn't come for you, and you get to stay here with me. You're going to survive no matter what."

"You told them you'd kill me if they don't come before tommorow."

"Yes, well, I was hoping to inspire a sense of urgency. Doesn't seem to have worked. I could kill you, I guess, but I'm starting to get the impression that you may be more useful then that. If your friends abandon you here, that may put you in a position where you're willing to give me some information about them. Saves me having to torture someone for it. Besides, one of my employees just kicked it so I'm in the market for new blood."

"You want me to... work for you?"

"Again, I could kill you instead if you're not going to be useful to me. I'm still deciding."

"I'd be a waste of resources. I'm not good for anything." Whumpee starts to shiver, the chains making soft clinking sounds.

"You believe that? Is that why you think they're not coming for you?"

Whumpee nods.

Something inside Whumper cracks just a little as they stare at Whumpee - pale and trembling with silent tears leaving tracks in the blood and dirt on their face.

"Alright. Let's get you stitched up. You're not bleeding out on my watch. I really don't have the energy to dispose of a body tonight."

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#whump #whump tropes #whump writing #whump community #whumpblr #whump scenario #whumpee #febuwhump #febuwhump2024 #febuwhumpday17 #febuwhump day 17 #hostage situation #tw kidnapping #tw blood #whump ideas #whump prompt #defiant whumpee #whumper turned caretaker

[just-my-latest-hyperfixation]

Eddie Munson's royal fuck-up

Written for the @steddieholidaydrabbles, day 11

Prompt: Royalty AU

Rated: G

CW: none

Tags: Rockstar Eddie Munson; Royal Steve Harrington; Meet cute; Flirting; Secret Identity; Sort of angsty/open ending

"So, tommorow…" Chrissy says from behind the folder they've been provided. It looks so posh with its dark green binding, the royal sigil embossed on it in gold print. Eddie hates it. It probably thinks it's so much better than the other folders. "When you're introduced to Prince Steven, you're to address him as Your Royal Highness. After that, you call him Sir." 

"What, really? Dude, at least buy me dinner before we start with the kinky shit." 

Chrissy shoves his feet off the desk, which almost makes him topple off his chair. 

"Can you take this seriously? A royal visit is an important matter. We can certainly use the publicity-" 

Eddie's hand crashes down on the desk. "I'm a fucking rockstar, Chris. That ain't enough publicity? This place is my baby, mine. What does that royal asshole know about what it's like to have a rough childhood? He thinks he can come here, give a little speech, smile for the cameras, and suddenly it's all about him?" 

"What, now you care?" 

He whirls on her, but the look she gives him makes him freeze. Chrissy sighs. 

"Eds, you are so busy with the new album and the tour, you haven't even met the new volunteers. I said I'd manage the place, and that's fine. But you must trust me. Just do it for me. Please?" 

*

The skate park has new graffiti, and he hasn't even seen it yet. Eddie exhales his cigarette smoke and watches how it curls up to the sign spelling Hellfire Youth Center.

Maybe Chrissy is right. Maybe he should be here more. Maybe he's been so caught up in the whole fame and fortune thing, he's losing sight of what's important, like- 

"Watch out!" 

Like guys on skateboards barrelling towards him. 

Eddie throws up his hands. The guy tries to swerve, completely tips his precarious balance, and goes flying off the board and right into him. They land on the asphalt with an undignified oomph. 

"Shit, sorry," babbles the guy and tries to disentangle his limbs from Eddie’s. "Couldn't brake-" 

"S alright," Eddie hears himself say, even though his ass hurts like a bitch from the impact and he can already feel the bruises forming. "You can fall into my arms any time." 

Skateboard guy blinks up at him and - fuuuck, he's cute! In a scrungly, beanie-stuffed-over-chestnut-locks, black-rimmed-nerd-glasses kind of way. 

For a second, nobody says anything. 

"For fuck’s sake," someone swears, and then little Max Mayfield is running towards them, ginger braids jumping with the movement. "I told you to be careful." 

"Sorry," cutie with the glasses says again. Eddie has never seen him around. He must be one of the new volunteers Chrissy mentioned. "Guess I'll need to practice some mo- ow, shit!" 

His hands fly up to cradle his knee. There's a hole and a rapidly spreading bloodstain in the fabric of his jeans. 

"Oh fuck," Eddie says, and whips his bandana from his back pocket to press it to the wound. "Red, why don't you hop inside and get the first aid kit? I'll stay here with …" 

He trails off expectantly. Cutie's eyes go wide. 

"I, erm … Dustin." 

"I'll stay here with Dustin." 

*

Dustin, it turns out, isn't just cute, but also fun to talk to. He doesn’t gush about what a huge fan he is or ask for an autograph once. Eddie never thought he'd appreciate that one day, but it gets really old really quick. 

Instead, they jump from one topic to the next, sitting on one of the benches and watching Max go on her board. Dustin has a quick, sharp wit and isn't afraid to counter Eddie’s jabs with his own, delightfully bitchy sense of humor. Damn, to think he almost missed this one. He really needs to be around more.

"I love this place, y’know? You created something great for these kids." 

Eddie jerks to attention. The sun has started to dip, casting Dustin’s smile and the hair poking from his beanie in a soft golden light. 

"Thanks man," Eddie murmurs, and feels the bitterness boil back up. "Some people seem to think it needs better publicity, though." 

Dustin shuffles awkwardly, winces when the movement pulls on the Care Bears bandaids Max has plastered all over his knee. 

"You mean the royal visit?"

Eddie huffs. 

"Yeah, man. I mean, what are they expecting me to do, bow and grovel while his Royal Doucheness prances all over the place with his perfect hair and fancy suit and thank him for it? It's not like he cares about these kids, it's all just a gig to him."

Dustin draws his bottom lip between his teeth.

"You can't know that. Maybe he does care. Maybe he's-" 

Eddie barks a laugh. "Oh, give me a break. All the royals are good at is looking important and spending our tax money. I can fucking do without-" 

"Steve? We gotta leave, c'mon." 

They both whip around. A fancy black limousine with tinted windows has pulled up in the parking lot behind them. A gruff looking man is holding the back door open and looking at them expectantly. 

Dustin sighs and stands. 

"Coming, Hop." 

"Wait, wait, what?" Eddie babbles as he walks towards the car, shoulders in a sad little hunch. "What's going on? Who's that guy? Why's he calling you-" 

And then it clicks. 

"Oh fuck," Eddie says. 

Dustin … no, Steve … no, Steven - Crown Prince Steven fucking Harrington - gives him a tight smile while the man ushers him into the backseat. 

"Thank you for your time, Mr Munson, I'll see you tomorrow. I'll try not to be too much of a douchebag, I promise." 

The door clicks shut. 

The car glides away. 

Eddie buries his face in his palms. 

"Jesus fucking Christ. He's the fucking Prince."

Beside him, wheels grate on asphalt as Max brakes.

"Wow," she deadpans. "You're in some deep shit." 

Eddie groans. 

Tomorrow is gonna be a long-ass fucking day. 

Part 2

All my holiday drabbles

#steddie #steve harrington x eddie munson #steve x eddie #steddie brainrot #steddie fanfic #fanfiction writer #fanfiction #fanfic #my writing #steddie ficlet #steddie holiday drabbles #hype's holiday drabbles

[nickeverdeen]

Avatar The Last Airbender characters seeing you cry

Includes: Aang, Katara, Zuko, Toph, Sokka

(let me know who else should I add)

Aang

When you start crying, buddy doesn’t really know what to do

Aang would try to cheer you up even if it meant making fool of himself

You can vent to him, he’ll listen

Aang would feel very bad to see you sad or upset

Considering Aang is a great listener you can vent about any kind of stuff to him

Probably some positive comments

“Don’t worry, everything will be fine! You’ll see tommorow!”

Katara

Just like Aang she’ll listen to whatever you have to say

Katara is probably the best person in this group to comfort you

She’ll try to fix your problems for you

Katara is very understanding and empathic so it won’t be much of a problem for her to understand your situation

Katara would definetly remind you that they’re all here for you

“Feel free to talk to any of us next time, Y/N, we’re here for you”

Zuko

Zuko would have one of those comments like “that’s rough, buddy”

He’d try his best to listen and understand

He’s very empathic towards you

Zuko can be sometimes a great listener so feel free to vent to him about any kind of stuff that’s bothering you

He’d definetly be awkward from the beggining

“What’s wrong, Y/N?”

Toph

Let’s be honest, she’d first have the vibe “stop being a baby”

Toph is not much help in this situation

Toph will try her best to listen to your troubles

She’d get slightly annoyed if you’d cry about something small and stupid

But if it’s not some small ad stupid matter she’d do her best to comfort you

Probably punching you softly while saying some she’s hoping comforting comments

“You’ll get over it, it’s fine”

Sokka

Unlike his sister he has no idea what to do at first

Probably sits next to you and somehow tries to physically comfort you

Sokka would definetly say some stupid jokes in order to make you laugh or just in general to cheer you up

He would maybe signail his sister that he needs help if none of his methods would work

Jokes are the medicine from his point of view

“Ah! Gotta you! You laughed!”

#headcanons #avatar the last airbender #atla aang #aang x reader #atla katara #katara x reader #atla toph #toph x reader #atla zuko #zuko x reader #atla sokka #sokka x reader

[urfavlarry]

Male!Carmilla Carmine x gn!reader

warnings: bad grammar, swearing

A/N: This one is a bit short sorryy 😭

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.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Being a worker at one of the most powerful overlords company really was.. something. Especially when you were the CEOs most trusted assistant. You handled almost everything; scheduling meetings, working on paperwork, working on the new ideas the boss has and go to meetings with the boss and his daughters. You’ve worked there ever since you could remember, taking care of his daughters since they were little. You liked the job, but it was tiring and you had to deal with really.. how can you say it lightly.. idiots. People constantly doubted you and your skills or just toyed with you as if you were some side whore they could use.

“He’s only keeping you around for your looks.”

“He doesnt think you’re skilled”

“When he gets bored of you he will just kill you off.”

Those are some things you hear at least once a week. But you learned to ignore it. You knew your boss had a bit of a temper, but you knwo he cares about his people more than anything, especially his daughters. He was hardworking and he was a passionate person, always coming up with ideas and working day and night. It didn’t have to look like it but he cared about most of his employees, yet you were told he favored you more so over the others, but you didn’t really see it.

Today was a particularly busy day, you were buried in the depths of paperwork and you were just counting down the papers and prayed you hopefully finish at 1am at least. It was 2 hours after your shift and your hand ached from all the writing and your eyes were drooping. A sudden knock on the door wakes you up and every bit of sleepiness leaves your body in an instant. You straighten yourself and dust off your clothes and yell a weak “come in”. And there he was, your boss. He had a stern look on his face and he walked up to your desk. He eyes you closely and a low voice with an Italian accent starts to speak; “Y/N, would you mind telling me what time it is?” He says and circles around you like a shark watching his prey. “1:43am, sir.” You say and look down at the almost finished pile of papers. He sighs and crosses his arms over his chest; “And could you kindly explain to me why the hell you are still working?” You stumble over your words and make up a really weak excuse and he looks at you unamused; “Sir I’ll just fini—”“Ah, ah. The only thing you are finishing is working. Pack up and go home before I make you leave myself, and we wouldn’t want that would we?” He says and ushers you out of your office, making you comply since he did have a bit of a temper. “Oh and Y/N I have a meeting tommorow with some company, they want me to model my products or something I could have cared less what those idiots had to say.” He says and walks with you to the exit of the company, his hand on your waist, pulling you closer to his body. “I’ll have to leave the other responsobilities to you while I’m gone, but I’m sure you can handle it, that’s why you’re my asistant.” He says a bit too smoothly as it made your stomach turn.

Your face feels a bit hot and he spins you around, smirking down at you. “But, maybe you could come to my office after I get back.” You stutter over your words and you internally slap yourself; “Sir but that would be after my shift.” He shrugs and dips you, face inches away from yours. “Then I guess I’ll have to pay you extra for the service hm? Amore mio~” His hands wander up to your cheek and pulls you closer, your lips touching. His lips were a bit rough, your soft ones moving in sync with his. You pull away when you suddenly hear a voice calling for him, needing him urgently. He mumbles some swears under his breath but calms down and pulls you up. He kisses your cheek and smiles, something he doesn’t really do often. “Good night la mía vita~” He says and leaves you on the streets of hell.

You walk to your apartment and kick off your shoes, finally relaxing in bed when you feel something in your pocket; a piece of paper. It was a phone number written in neat handwriting and you smile, quickly adding it into your phone.

“xxx-xxx-xxx-xxx

- Can’t wait to hear your lovely voice Amore~”

#genderbent carmilla carmina #carmilla x reader #carmilla carmine #hazbin hotel carmilla #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel season 1 #hazbin hotel fanfiction #genderbent carmilla carmine x reader #carmillo carmine

[astral--horrorshow]

Around-The-Clock Shadows

Platonic Yandere ROTTMNT x Reader

Info: This will be a full-length fic including multiple ROTTMNT characters, the main storyline revolves around the Mad Dogs.

Fic Summary: You sure are likeable, aren't you?

Chapter 1: Preparations and Purple Dragons

Characters: Kendra, Jase, Jeremy, Donatello, Raphael, Michaelangelo, Leonardo

A/N: Kicking off the first day of my summer break with a fic! I've been working on this for a while now, so I hope you like it! Apologies for the short length and any bad writing! I was very inspired by @yanteetle , @pianocat939 , @yanyanderes , and @yandere-toons ! (edit: @oleander-nin too!!)

If you want to be added to a taglist, just say the word! If you want to draw fanart or make anything based off of this, I would be literally honored. Please don't be shy, I will love whatever you make! If you have any questions about the fic, feel free to ask!

TW: Kidnapping plans, toxic relationships, stalking, Jase gets kicked in the shin (spoiler: it's Kendra), attempted(?) peer pressure, Leo and Donnie are creepers.

I do not condone any of the behaviors found or done in this fic. This story is purely for entertainment purposes. If you or someone you know is being treated like this, please contact the authorities.

Please Reblog writer's work!

Chapter Summary: You hang out with the Purple Dragons, and the Hamato brothers prepare for your arrival.

Word Count: 1166

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Kendra had her hand on the back of your neck, leading you further into the Purple Dragon's closed-off corner of the computer lab.

"And this is the Dragon's Tooth," she said as she pointed to a large, circular table with a small, green device suspended in a glass tube.

"Oooo!" You leaned towards it in curiosity, careful to not get too close to the lasers, "What does it do?" Before Kendra could answer you, Jase rushed over and started to explain with a speedy voice, "The Dragon's Tooth is a military-grade piece of technology that- ow!"

Kendra had kicked him in the shin. Hard. From what you had known about her, she didn't like to be interuppted.

"Shut up, Jase," Kendra snapped.

Jase kneeled on the ground on one leg, rubbing the kicked one with a grimace on his angular face. You reached out to him, but Kendra casually pulled you by the collar of your shirt next to her, placing her hand on the back of the neck you craned to see if Jase was okay and pushed you along yet again.

Your watch suddenly let out a long, piercing beep, which caused your gaze to turn to the plastic screen.

"Oh, I need to get home!" You exclaimed, rushing from Kendra to grab your bag.

"Awh, c'mon, can't you stay a little longer?" Jeremy strolled towards you along with the rest of the Purple Dragons. You were, quite literally, cornered by them, but you still persisted in your quest to return home.

"But I really gotta leave! I'll see you tommorow!" You rushed out, waving to the students strung up by their knickers outside their tech cubbyhole. The Purple Dragons didn't pursue, looking at the silent, red device on the collar of shirt in a cocktails of smugness and satisfaction (mostly from Kendra) and slight guilt of invading your privacy (mostly Jase).

You rushed to the bike racks as soon as you came out of the double doors of the High School. Going to unlock your bike, you spotted a figure in purple slink down an alleyway.

You pulled up to your residence, locking your bike and unlocking the door to your home. Taking off your shoes, and setting your bag down on your bed, you flopped down onto the carpet, feeling the rough material rubbing against your cheek. Despite it grating against your face, you found a sense of comfort in the act. You turned towards your bed, focusing on the underside. Stuck to one of the nails of the supports, was a bright orange piece of cloth. You reached out your arm, grabbing the fabric between your fingers. It was a bit worn, but perfectly clean otherwise. How odd, you didn't remember having any clothes like that.

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You opened the freezer door, shivering at the blast of cold air hitting your face. You grabbed the ice cream container as fast you could, and gingerly closed the freezer as to not wake up your family. As you sucked the spoon free of the frozen treat, you gazed at the moonlight filtering through your kitchen. There were a few clouds, but otherwise it was clear. You couldn't see the stars, though. Not in New York City, where lights and air pollution thrive. Putting the ice cream back, (you couldn't eat so much to the point where it would be noticeable) you pulled your blanket tighter around your shoulders and tiptoed back to your bedroom. You buried yourself under the warm covers, a welcome respite from the cold, and closed your eyes, unaware of the being outside your window.

Leonardo chuckled to himself, and propped his elbows up on the windowstill. He watched you cutely snuggle your pillow, your cheek squishing against it. The only thing he wanted was to pinch and squish them 'till they got numb, but bringing you home sooner than planned would make the rest of your new brothers irritated at him. You fell asleep almost immediately, you must've been so tired, poor baby. He pulled out his phone, and dialed a number.

"Hey, Don- what? Yeah, I know it's late. Don't shout at me right now. Yeah, add ice cream to the list."

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Mikey skipped into the room, holding a pair of slippers in his hand. He set them down near the bed just as Donatello finished spreading a thick, fluffy blanket on it.

"Ah, thank you, Michael," Donnie spoke upon seeing Mikey with the slippers.

"Anything for them!" Mikey squealed, obviously shaking with excitement.

"Hey, party people," Leo casually called out as he strolled into the room, holding his ōdachi over his shoulders like they were regular sticks instead of mystical, deadly weapons. Upon the red-earned sliders entrance, Donnie turned and glared.

"Leo, I don't see why you had to call me at exactly 2:38 AM last night. It could've waited until morning."

"What?" Leo pulled his hand to his chest in mock indignation, "And not complete the list? I swear, it's like you don't even want them to be happy here!"

"Of course I do!"

Before their squabble could turn into a full-on argument, Raph burst in the room with a number of plushies of different shapes, sizes, and colors in his arms, which he started to arrange on the bed. Donnie sauntered away from Leo to help Raph in an attempt to keep his temper under control, and Mikey arranged things around the room. Leo slumped his shoulders, made a portal with a single slash of his ōdachi, and fell backwards into it.

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Donatello typed on his keyboard, occasionally turning his gaze to the other screens, which had a plethora of security cameras, locations of trackers, and information displayed on them. "Occasionally" being every few seconds. Eventually, he gave up on his coding and leaned back to soak up all the information on you and blue light the multiple moniters could give him. He was the number one expert on you, which he had to be if you were going to be happy in the Lair. He was also going to be your older brother soon, which meant he had to make up for all the missing years. You didn't know how much you needed them all, but you would soon. Very, very soon. A ping from his phone pulled him from his obsessive thoughts. He had sent S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N to guard you throughout the day when he or his brothers couldn't do it themselves. His eyes widened to saucers when he saw the feed from his creation.

You, standing there. With the Purple Dragons. Talking to you. Touching you. The Purple Dragons. You, oblivious to their danger.

Donnie leapt up from his chair and sprinted toward the door, racing through the halls. He wouldn't let that horrible, deceiving, Kendra and her flunkies take advantage of you. Over his dead body.

"I'll be there very soon," he thought, "Wait for me just a little longer.

I'll save you."

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A/N: *chuckles* you're in danger.

#yandere #yandere rottmnt #yandere tmnt #yandere teenage mutant ninja turtles #yandere rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #yandere tmnt 2018 #yandere kendra rottmnt #yandere jason rottmnt #yandere jeremy rottmnt #yandere purple dragons #yandere purple dragons rottmnt #yandere donnie #yandere donatello #yandere leo #yandere leonardo #yandere raph #yandere raphael #yandere mikey #yandere michaelangelo #yandere rottmnt donnie #yandere rottmnt leo #yandere rottmnt raph #yandere rotttmnt mikey #platonic yandere #platonic yandere rottmnt

[heartfullofleeches]

delivery person reader always delivering pin from one new owner to another

really weird how this doll keeps getting given away all the time, makes you wond-ah! i have a new delivery due aaa! *forgets about it*

"Y/n, hold up."

Foot hanging on the steel step of your truck, you shift your attention to your superior as they near the back of the vehicle. Parking a trolley as they open the back, they thumb through a list on their phone. Something in you predicts the next chain of events.

"Got a last minute addition to your route. I'll load it in then you can head out."

You could buy a lottery ticket with your luck - if it hadn't been so poor. The box is worn and cardboard taped at various ends, but you knew it, and its contents well. You packed the doll in it when it was returned to the office on its own two feet. Which shipment was that - the third or tenth? While putting a date to that specific instance was hard, what you did remember was that your little friend had been with you for some time. Location to location; following you pass a personal move to a new residence and job placement. You felt bad for the not-so little guy; the doll reaching the ceiling of your office when it wasn't crammed in a box.

"Alright. Let me know when you're done." You wait in the driver seat for your co-worker to finish up. You can see the box getting shoved in the corner out the overhead mirror. They round to your side following the slamming of the back door.

"Before you leave, you left all the updated info for your address in the breakroom like I asked right, right?"

"Yeah. Left it on a posted note under a salt shaker like you asked."

"Cool, just thought it'd be easier since I'm heading out early today, and wanted to get the prize from that raffle sent out soon. See you tommorow."

"See ya." You roll the door shut and start the truck's engine; speeding off to make up for those few seconds you lost. The day goes as smoothly as possible for someone worrying about their inanimate tag along could. Throughout your shift you have to arrange the box around due to movement during the drive. After a while, it just sits in the little nook behind your chair no matter the bump or slide.

Your time together ends the same as your shift. As the last stop on the roster, you march up the darkened driveway up to the front porch. It's a little rough around the edges, but you managed to find equal ground for the box to stand on. Saying goodbye to a piece of mail is the last thing you existed to mark off your list, but it feels right in this situation. You pray its the final one and that its found its loving home, but it's almost a bittersweet farewell.

"Hope things work out for you this time."

You load into your truck and drive off with only the occasional glance in your side view mirror.

-

"What the hell did you order, Y/n?"

Halfway through swallowing, you choke out a reply. "What- do you mean?"

Your coworker shrugs, making a rectangle with their hands to get their point across. "Well, not that I was being nosy, but I saw the note with your address and noticed it matched one I delivered to with this huge ass box.

"That's... concerning on its own, but I haven't ordered anything recently. Doubt something that big is from a raffle. I'll check it out when I get home."

Your break ends shortly after. The conversation with your coworker lingers in your head the remainder of the day. It couldn't be - right? As per usual, your shift is over long after the street lamps turn on. You take your time getting home; preparing yourself for what your instincts told you was there. From door in view - you can see it there.

A torn, cardboard box with various addresses covered by a new label; yours the newest addition. The tape on the seams is bunched up and peeling from lack of adhesive. You calmly enter your house, still unable to face it. Your face lands in a wall of plush.

Welcome home, Y/n.... I had so much fun hanging out with you, but I think we should play a new game now. House is so much more fun.... especially since we can do so much more together now.

#yandere doll #Pin my oc #yandere oc #yandere #yandere x you #yandere scenarios #yandere x reader #yandere imagines #yandere headcanons #yandere insert #yandere blurb #Delivery driver reader #yandere drabble #yandere teratophilia #yandere x y/n #yandere monster

[luci4theminorannoyance]

general konig hc’s

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

a/n: hi! I decided to post before I went to bed, so anyone who requested today or yesterday I’ll post the things you requested Tommorow!

-he is fully aware of how tall he is, but still manages to bump into doorframes or sides of tables when he is tired or not looking

-prefers calmer music compared to most, liking swan lakes music a surprising amount (it calms down his social anxiety)

-he is by no means a total soft boy, I mean he’s a trained soldier who is wonderful at his job. Although off duty he’s definitely not against being treated softly. He kind of has a duality

-he adores jokes, especially bad puns, always chucking under his breath or if he’s drunk he’ll laugh loudly; his laugh being warm and kind of gravely

-as a kid he liked butterflies and bugs a lot, he could watch them for hours. He liked watching fish too, he thinks their calming

-isn’t one to really open up about his trauma unless someone asks, or unless they catch him on a day he’s having a rough time

-not a morning person, but has to be because of his job

-doesn’t mind the cold: he’s literally a human heater, if anything he despises German/Austrian summers

-adores indoor dates w/ you, watching a movie while cuddling up until you both fall asleep

-isn’t one to buy too many gifts, but does give you flowers and maybe a book or plushy from time to time

-hates HATES roller coasters and theme parks, he’s too tall for them and hate the sudden drops and movement (this is oddly specific idk why)

-likes teaching you German or showing you how to cook German dishes from time to time, and his love language is praise so that’s a bonus

-not one for major PDA, but sometimes he gets jealous or uncomfortable so he’ll hold your hand to ground him

#cod fic #cod headcanons #cod hcs #luci44_writing #cod mw2 #requests open #headcannons #konig headcanons #konig mw2 #konig cod #konig #konig x reader #konig x you #konig x y/n

[francis-writes]

Perhaps 👉👈

Some angst or hurt/comfort of Astarion reacting to Durge/Tav’s death in the temple of bhaal

A/N: yay, I play Dark Urge too ^^ also sorry it's so short, i had rough time recently but since tommorow I have a free week, I hope I will get some rest and go back to writing!

Astarion was kneeling in front of your lifeless body. He didn't know what to do or what to feel. Sure, reason suggested that he should be sad but elf was in state of a shock and his mind didn't seem to register what just happened.

Of course, he knew this journey will be dangerous, not easier than his life before. All the members of the party were close to death countless time already. You were waking up, wondering if the next day would be your last. But seeing one of his friends actually die, it was different story. While he was Cazador's slave, Astarion saw many deaths but they didn't impact him much, he had bigger problems. And even if they did, he learned to ignore them. Life was easier this way.

But now, traveling with the group, he started to bond with people again. And you... you started it all. You were the first after long time who treated him with respect and kindness. At first he thought you are naive and stupid; good heart could guarantee only trouble. But finally it made him fall for you. Ironically, despite your dark story and urge for violence, you turned out to be nothing but caring for him.

Now he was looking at your corpse, your skin was as cold as his own. You lost your life for rejecting Bhaal. It was certainly good and noble thing to do but at this moment Astarion would rather see you alive than righteous.

If you only stayed with him, he would gladly watch you maim and kill thousands of innocent. He could join you, and you would kiss looking at the bodies of your defeated enemies. No price was too high for him right now; there was no thing he wouldn't do and no person he wouldn't destroy to avoid eternity of loneliness.

He touched your face. There was no sign of pain now, only peace as if you were sleeping. But this time you weren't going to wake up and kiss him for good morning.

Astarion felt that one of his companions was patting his back in a poor attempt to comfort him. But the elf only shaked off that hand. No amount of patting his back, or weeping, or trying to say something like "at least they didn't suffer much" - none of this would help. Your death made an empty void in his life that only blood and revenge could partially fullfill.

#astarion x tav #astarion x reader #astarion imagine #astarion #astarion x dark urge #baldurs gate 3 #baldur's gate 3

[axgelcxltz]

(🌙) — late n͟i͟g͟h͟t͟ calls with him. ✿

☆̲ Changbin x reader.

Summary: just like the tittle says, late night calls with changbin— or morning calls? Shhh, doesn't matter.

fluff <3 — moodboard

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📱.. .. .. . ring ring. ... ring ring.. ring ri– "HELLO!?"

It was two in the morning, you were fast asleep and then you get a phone call? Of course you were going to be upset, being woken up early in the morning after a rough day at work? Nobody likes that idea, not at all.. it didn't matter how important the other person on the line was. It could be the president and you'd still yell at them.

"hi baby~ I didn't mean to wake you, I probably should've called earlier."

There was one person who could wake you up at any hour of the day, changbin. The exception and that was your loving boyfriend, changbin, the one who could make you feel 100 times better just by being in the same room as you or simply hearing his voice and you felt all the stress and worries of the day slowly disapear, was it cliche? Sure, but you didn't care because you finally got to hear his voice today. You loved him, but the idol life kept him extremely busy and with straykids having a comeback— he spent most of his nights at the studio working with the other members.

"Hey binnie, what are you up to? I thought you guys were working?" You asked tiredly.

"We are~ chan just wants us to take a small break, we just finished ordering food at the moment, so I thought I'd call." He responded.

You simply nodded at his words as you rubbed your eyes, attempting to get rid if the sleepiness that was still their, you didn't want to fall asleep on call with bin, after all you guys hadn't talked since yesterday and you really needed this, it was a rough day at work. Then you heard it, the familiar voices of chan and jisung entering the room again "hyung, the food should be arriving soon~" Jisung spoke with a small hum in his voice as he walked over to the older, a grin appearing across his face when he noticed that chan was on the call with you. "Y/nie!! How's it going? You really could come by, I really miss you. I think it's unfair how hyung's been keeping you to himself." He said with a small hum. "Yah! They're my partner... go talk to chan, leave me alone and let me talk to them in peace."

All you could do was let out a small laugh as the two went back in forth... once Jisung left you two alone (forcefully, chan pulled him away <3.) The two of you spent the rest of Changbin's break talking and even when the food arrived, instead of going with his members, the two of you talked as he ate, jumping from different kinds of topics, from how your day went to how the album was going and to how much you both desperately missed each other and were excited till tommorow because then he was all yours for the day, you could cuddle all day without any worries. After an hour of talking, changbin had to go back to working on their new album and you were off to bed, feeling much better than you had before because you were able to talk to changbin. ♡

#seo changbin #changbin #kpop #fanfic #fanfiction #kpop fanfic #stray kids fanfic #stray kids fanfiction #skz fluff #stray kids #skz #skz fanfic #skz x reader #changbin x reader #changbin x y/n #changbin x you #seo changbin x reader #writing #fanfic writing #changbin fluff #seo changbin fluff #kpop fluff #kpop fanfiction #straykids fluff

[dumpofletterz]

Are you gonna make a part 2 of the favorite position? 🧍🧍 I oove your account already

───FAVORITE POSITIONS (2)

BBBGLX adults and their favorite positions...to fuck you. ❥ Headcanons + small imagines, gender neutral reader

WARNINGS: nsfw (mdni my ass Ik damn well y'all ignore this, still be warned though.) , biting, rough (more on retak'ka..), shitty writing

Characters: Vargoba, Retak'ka, Hang Kasa (young-adult), Maripos.

Females: soon.

───Vargoba.

this man has FOUR arms. despite being a literal ruthless evil does who'd beat you up and steal your power sphere, he's somehow quite the opposite when it comes to his partner. missionary.

You whined and writhed, your hole clenching around him, “Please… my tummy, it’s too full…” he has his one hand holding your thighs, the other holding the back of your head while the rest grip on to the side of the table. you have been going at it for several hours with no stop, he has tried his best to be soft with you. fucking with him feels unironically comfortable. "Just a few more and we'll be done." turns out it weren't.

───Retak'ka.

He's the opposite of vargoba, he'd be ruthless w/ you in bed. "i will not use my elemental split, it is weak." my ass, he'd use that when he pounds you up. c'mon, he's dominance if it was incarnated. one way to say.. gangbang. (i'm laughing for no reason help)

He'd usually go for only dual, could turn into triple or more depending on his mood... yeah, he'd go for triple. Next thing you'll know is there are three retak'ka's surrounding you, one in your back gripping your thighs harshly, one in front of you keeping your mouth shut with his bare hands covering your mouth, and another just beside you waiting for his next turn, acting like he can't just interrupt the other two by participating immediately. you can't really move at this point as they're literally in control of you─pounding you like there is no tommorow. “don’t give me that look." he would say after having you creampied for the fifth time, you can't even tell which element was speaking when your mind was at it's limit. "awn you think you can cum? don't even try." he groaned into your ear with such a condescending tone, laughing at you. your hole only knew the color white, it being tight no matter how much cock already entered it.

───Hang Kasa. (fluffy smut)

he's a walking greenflag, honestly. it's either you simply cockwarm him or cuddle fucking. (young kasa is so adorable. y'all should read the extra episode of the compilation comics to see him).

Just thinking of him hugging you while you're sitting on his lap. you've been wanting him since he left, whining everytime you see him to reassure that you're being needy. “Darling…” it almost sounded like a warning but even he didn't seem sure of it. a small huff came from mouth when you slowly sat on his lap and pushed the tip to your tight hole. he doesn't know what kind of thoughts you're having such as him using his crystal powers while banging you. "you've been tired from meeting the other elementals. let me help you." you said, trying your best at puppy eyes so he'd agree. and he did, you're now towered by him as he softly pounds your ass. "k-kasa, please," you pleaded, your nails digging into the his skin. “please what?” "go a little faster."

───Maripos.

yk how this guy can literally clone himself? yeah that one. i swear to you this guy loves any position where he could hold your hips while fucking you relentlessly. he'd be into double penetration...both of him having to grip your hips while making you squirm.

He's so pretty that you'd forget that he's currently pounding you, forcing yourself to not make a noise while he’s fucking you because he'd tease you if you do. "that's it pretty, don't give me noises unless you want me to stop." he'd say while he's the one being so vocal to the point where people from outside could hear all the unholy things you've been doing. "yah—yuh—yeah—gonna make you dumb—mh—all mine. fuck-" he breathes out, gritting his teeth on your shoulder while the other one just kept moaning and huffing. "shiiiitt! haa-hhah- fuuckk... Good" thrust. "pretty." thust. "fill'ya up." thrust. the aggressive way his cock thrusts into you, making you whimper, brushing against your G-spot and making your insides clench around the waves of pleasure.

NOTE: guys I also write fluffy, softy, cutesy, and all dovey headcanons/fics--both for the youngs and adults.

( I NEED PEOPLE TO REQUEST ME FOR TALES OF ARCADIA I AM BEGGING. )

#boboiboy images #boboiboy #boboiboy galaxy #fanfic #boboiboy x reader #x reader #boboiboy fanfic #gender neutral reader #smut #maripos #hang kasa #vargoba #retak'ka #captain vargoba

[just-my-latest-hyperfixation]

Okay okay last ask I swear 😅 less and ask and more of a rambling thought that you don't have to answer but the fact that enemies to lovers isn't crossed out like enemies to lovers owns my heart so much I'm offended on it's behalf! 😅

OH FUCK A ROYALTY AU TOO??

Can I get a lil snip of her maybe? 🥺

Listen, I dunno what's going on with both the enemies to lovers and the stobin prompts. I feel like I should be able to write something there but so far my brain is all white static. 😂 Do feel free to throw inspo at me, is what I'm saying.

Anywhoozle, one Royalty AU snippet, coming right up!

"So, tommorow…" Chrissy says from behind the folder they've been provided. It looks so posh with its dark green binding, the royal sigil embossed on it in gold print. Eddie hates it. It probably thinks it's so much better than the other folders. "When you're introduced to Prince Steven, you're to address him as Your Royal Highness. After that, you call him Sir."  "What, really? Dude, at least buy me dinner before we start with the kinky shit."  Chrissy shoves his feet off the desk, which almost makes him topple off his chair.  "Can you take this seriously? A royal visit is an important matter. We can certainly use the publicity-"  Eddie's hand crashes down on the desk. "I'm a fucking rockstar, Chris. That ain't enough publicity? This place is my baby, mine. What does that royal asshole know about what it's like to have a rough childhood? He thinks he can come here, give a little speech, smile for the cameras, and suddenly it's all about him?"  "What, now you care?"  He whirls on her, but the look she gives him makes him freeze. Chrissy sighs.  "Eds, you are so busy with the new album and the tour, you haven't even met the new volunteers. I said I'd manage the place, and that's fine. But you must trust me. Just do it for me. Please?"

I'm rambling about the @steddieholidaydrabbles - ask me stuff!

#steddie #steve harrington x eddie munson #steve x eddie #steddie brainrot #fanfiction writer #steddie fanfic #fanfiction #fanfic #my writing #steddie holiday drabbles #steddieholidaydrabbles #asks and replies

[kuro-reiko]

• Thoughts And Confessions •

max mayfield x gn!reader

genre: fluff

warnings: none

pairings: max mayfield x gn! reader

requested by @max-mstan

summary: You finally got a day's rest after a stressful and overwhelming week. You lay on your bed as your thoughts wandered then gathered themselves again, but now with thoughts about her.

You lay on your bed with a thump; sounds of rain thumping against your window fills the room with an ambience. It feels nice being able to think about things slowly after a horrifying week. I mean, who could have guessed that the town you live in since you were a fetus is above a hellish monster-filled place called the upside down? Kinda ironic if you ask me.

A sigh escapes your lips as you close your eyes. You breathed in for a moment, then let it out after another. You open your eyes again, staring at the ceiling as your mind wanders. Though it wasn't your previous thoughts that were currently present, it was now about *her.*

Maxine Mayfield, though she prefers to be called "Max" for personal reasons, is one of the most interesting people you have ever met or got acquainted with. You saw her as a rough person with a tough exterior when you first met her at the arcade along with the party. She had a smug aura around her along with confidence you once thought was misplaced; you were wrong. Yet even as though that is your first impression of the auburn haired girl, she still somehow made herself a place in your heart. The feeling is mutual, it wasn't bad or good per se (just felt weird and foreign to you).

Everything she did around you, whether it was laughing at a really bad joke you made or to how her eyes just shine in admiration when she sees something she likes, it would always undoubtedly make your heart flutter and drop. *Wait, 'flutter and drop..?' don't tell me.*

You jolted awake upon the realization as your body immediately sat up right. You brought your hand towards your mouth,

*"Oh.." You breathed out feeling slightly overwhelmed.*

As things around the town start to calm a bit before the inevitable storm, you finally got the chance to think about your feelings for the girl. The question of *how* and *why* were still unanswered but you didn't pay any mind to that, as all you care about in the moment is the fact that you do *have* a crush on Max. *'No wonder why she always makes me feel weird,'* You thought as a smile tugs along your lips; you are satisfied with what you have realized.

"What are you doing outside at this hour and in the rain?!" You scolded her as she swooped down and entered your room. "Just wanted to see you." Casually, she replied, now taking off her yellow jacket and shoes, placing it on the floor below the window. You sighed, locking the window and proceeded to scold her more, "It's the middle of the night, Max. What is something so important that you had to see me right now and not until tommorow? You could get sick!" She crossed her arms on her chest and huffed in reply, "Firstly, I wore a jacket so I couldn't get wet that much. Secondly, I just wanted to see you and lastly, I JUST WANTED TO SEE YOU." She uncrossed her arms and dramatically started jabbing it on the air to highlight her statement and for you to realize that yes, she just wanted to see you and also to realize that no, it wasn't the only reason.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the window, wait a knock? There shouldn't be anyone outside at this hour, even more so someone on the other side of the glass pane. "Y/n? You there?" The person asked as they knocked again but louder, You recognized their voice immediately and went to the window, pushing aside the curtains as you unlocked it.

"God, what am I gonna do with you." You mumbled. After a few seconds, you asked her, "You're going to stay for the night right?" she looked at you like you were stupid, "Yes of course I'm staying for the night, also why is your room so dark? I thought you were scared of the dark." She answered and asked you back, now walking to your door and flicking on the light switch beside it. "Again, I'm not afraid of the dark, I'm afraid of what's inside it." You clarified to which she nodded rarely agreeing to. She walked back to you and sat on your bed, making you sit beside her. "Y'know, seeing you isn't the only reason I went here." She started, now fiddling your blanket with her fingers. "Yeah I figured." Replying, you laid your back on the bed, gaze occasionally switching between her and the ceiling above. "Do you wanna talk about it?" You asked. She looked at you with blue eyes filled with nervousness, "I wanna but it feels difficult to talk about." You nod in reply, reassuring her that you were willing to listen and wait. She stayed silent as her gaze returned to your blanket, fiddling with it again. These were rare times, where Max Mayfield, the smug energetic ball of sunshine is quiet, she also had a look of indecisiveness on her face which worried you. You didn't want her to force herself talking about it so you sat back up and gently placed a hand on her shoulder, "We don't have to talk about it if you're uncomfortable saying it." Her gaze was back on you again, "But I really want to. I really really want to.." She raised her hand slowly and placed it on your cheek. You looked at her confused yet eventually closed your eyes and leaning into her touch. She smiled and leaned in towards you, pecking your lips before immediately leaning away. You opened your eyes in suprise, cheeks red as her hand twitched, she pulled it back by your reaction and sighed. "That's what I've been trying to tell you.." She mumbled quietly, her gaze down to where her hands rested on her lap.

That was interesting, you've never figured her out of all people would hold such feelings for you. She was brave to do that despite not knowing her feelings were equal to yours, one which you deeply admired, your eyes softened as you gently reached for her hand and took it, wrapping it with yours as she looked at you, confused by it while also waiting to hear what you are going to say or do. You smiled and leaned in, kissing her. You felt her smile and giggle, using her other hand to cup your cheek and kiss back deeper before pulling back, "I love you." Those words were strong yet held such meaning, the way she said it to you held so much meaning. Your heart full of warmth as she hugged you. Sounds of rain filled the room again, enveloping both you in solace as you hugged her back.

"I love you too." You replied, now resting your chin on her head.

#max mayfield x reader #maxine stranger things #stranger things #fluff #just fluff

[crazyintheeast]

My theory for Season 3 of Warrior Nun(we better get a S3 Netflix!!!)

We open the season to Beatrice on the beach. She is surfing and seems to be trying to have a good time and live her life as Ava wanted but as she sits on the beach she can't help but read Ava's letter over and over again clearly missing her. Sensing something she grabs her knife only to see it start to glow and she turns around she sees....yup it's Ava in tattered clothes and clearly in rough shape as she collapses right in front of Beatrice We move on to Beatrice nursing Ava to health in her grand mansion and we find out that Ava has no memory of anything that has happened. The last thing she remembers is telling Beatrice she loved her They get together back with the OCS and Salvius to try and find out what happened to Ava and that's when.....a second Ava with the same abilities Lilith has appears and kicks all their asses . She takes Beatrice and threatens to kill her unless Ava returns what she stole to Rhea. We get a dramatic moment where Ava is ready to rip the Halo out of herself to save Beatrice while Bea is about to do something stupid to prevent Ava from sacrificing herself yet again when Evil Ava says ....that she doesn't care about the Halo. She demands the Seed that Ava stole Using the distraction Salvius activates the prototype science device she designed to counter Lilith and her teleportation and manages to expel Evil Ava. Brainstorming time . Salvius tells them that Michael that a part of someone who has crossed over the other side always stays there and that Rhea has likely used this part to create Evil Ava and that more may follow. Meanwhile Camila and Yasmin determine that Ava must have stolen a seed from the Tree of Life And adventure time. Trying to backtrack Ava's movements and figure out where she hid the seed. Lots of riddles and beautiful scenary, lots of adorable Ava and Beatrice moments. Fights with evil Ava and newly appared evil Michael and evil Lilith. Salvius developing newly minited divnium alloys arming the nuns with better weapons. The Evil Dooplegangers revealing a frightening ablity to summon Tarask's and keep them for much longer then normal Finally we find the seed which now bloomed into full on Tree of Life full of apples. All the OCS is stationed go guard it and we get the big reveal. The Halo is sentient and it was the one who stole the seed and saved Ava. And then the big moment. Ava takes a bite out of the apple and then....all the apples turn into pure light and enter each OCS nun turning into...Halos. Every Sister Warrior is now a Warrior Nun and just in for the Doppelgangers and their army of Tarask's to appear. The first Battle of the Celstial War has begun And after credit scene of the post battle in Beatrice Mansion. Ava is talking about how they won but they must be ready for the next step battle when Beatrice stops and say " Tommorow we will plan but tonigt I have to teach you how to dance. A promise is a promise. And they both use heir halos to levitate and dance in the sky. And of course the last scene is of Beatrice saying "In this life"

#warrior nun #avatrice

[archer-accipitridae]

🏹 But I'm a fire, and I'll keep your brittle heart warm - Neuvillette 🏹

also, if you couldn't tell by the lyrics in the title, it was heavily inspired by Peace by Taylor Swift as well! <33

🏹 It's finally here! The post that I've been putting off for far too long. Basically headcanons for that one Neuvillette post

🏹 "I've never had a friend before" "I'll be your friend!" "I've never had a girlfriend either..."

🏹 I got a request for baker! reader but a lot for plain old reader, so I'll do mostly just ordinary reader with a sprinkle of baker! reader headcanons.

Our coming-of-age has come and gone Suddenly the summer, it's clear I never had the courage of my convictions As long as danger is near And it's just around the corner, darling 'Cause it lives in me No, I could never give you peace

If your cascade ocean blue waves come All these people think love's for show But I would die for you in secret The devil's in the details but you gotta friend in me Would it be enough, if I could never give you peace?

It starts with just Neuvillette... seeming lonely.

A chance meeting in the pouring rain.

Poor Neuvillette was just standing there, so you handed him your umbrella, as you didn't mind the rain the tiniest bit, and split a powdery doughnut.

Just standing there until the sun started to clear up.

After a little bit of talking, it was just standing next to each other and eating in silence.

The next day you went and saught him out after a trial, again, it was raining

This time you took a second, home-made nanaimo bar with you just for him

Talked a bit about your days and moved on

Day three you brought kardinalschnitten and poffertjes, just to see his preferences.

The skies seemed clearer after each meeting and the weather was nicer each day, by a tiny bit.

The skies started to clear up much quicker after trials.

You thought he was just an adorable little (well, not little, but whatever) softie man who was sad inside and wanted to brighten both of your days.

He was stressed, lonely, and distressed

You were seeking that sunshine, seeking that happiness, but as you did chaos seemed to always track you down.

There were fun times here and there, yes, you made sure of that, but peace was something you held briefly in special moments.

These little interactions built up after a week or two.

Something you could count on, a little bit of peace and quiet in your life with a creamsicle, peach cobbler, strawberry cheesecake, or whatever else you'd baked that day.

Your integrity makes me seem small You paint dreamscapes on the wall I talk shit with my friends It's like I'm wasting your honor

The trial was... rough, to say the least. Neuvillette was not in a good mood.

That was regular, but...

The child's custody was legally supposed to be with the mother in this case, but if you implement one's moral code in it, the situation feels so, so wrong.

He slipped up, he made a mistake.

Not with the trial, of course.

He forgot about the little meeting of yours.

It was just pouring, all day and a little past midnight.

Having just stood outside in the rain for a few hours holding a warm few cookies, wafting with the delicious (under good circumstances) scent of nostalgia.

He'd forgotten

You were a bit unsure about coming back tommorow

You did anyways, and came with an open mind.

Or at least, you tried to.

The interaction was Neuvillette profusely apologising and you just trying to shove food in his mouth so he could actually shut up.

The Melusines probably wrote it down in their history textbooks as the most amusing interaction between Neuvillette and another person ever witnessed.

He finally stopped when you said it's just your responsibility... if he'd like to be your friend.

"I've never had a friend before..." (Neuvillette)

"Then, I'll be your friend!!" (You)

He looked away BASHFULLY for a few moments

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"I've never had a girlfriend either.."

The ending is up to you: sugary kisses on each other's faces with sweet powder decorating each spot where lips touched skin, or a bit more angsty of an ending.

And you know that I'd swing with you for the fences Sit with you in the trenches Give you my wild, give you a child Give you the silence that only comes when two people understand each other Family that I chose, now that I see your brother as my brother Is it enough?

But there's robbers to the east, clowns to the west I'd give you my sunshine, give you my best But the rain is always gonna come if you're standing with me

🏹 I kinda rushed the ending because my mind CANNOT focus on something for that long heehee. OOOOOHHH

🏹 I pulled Neuvillette!!!! OMG I'm so excited but I can't level him :/ grinding we go...

But I'm a fire, and I'll keep your brittle heart warm If your cascade ocean wave blues come All these people think love's for show But I would die for you in secret The devil's in the details, but you got a friend in me Would it be enough if I could never give you peace?

Would it be enough if I could never give you peace? Would it be enough if I could never give you peace?

#neuvillette #genshin #neuvillette genshin #headcanons #gi #bf #teyvat #xreader #baker!reader #accithearcher!

[ancient-cats-unite]

Rock and Hang

Moneko hangs out with the Rock Revengers.

Moneko was busy cleaning her lobby. Her stage cats were sleeping on the coffee table. The lobby was silent, even more since Neneko went out. Show buisness was pretty rough, so any downtime would be a blessing.

Moneko honestly couldn't believe it. Who knew singing on a beer box would get her here? She grew to be the Cat Empire's icon after their first Moon takeover. Singing and filling them with determination! Her songs and money got her a comfortable living style.

A knock came at the door. Moneko went to open it. Suddenly, two burly arms spun her into a hug.

"MONEKO!! WHASSUP?"

The lead singer held her up. The Rock Revengers came from the darkness and joined the hug.

"Guys! I thought you wouldn't come!"

Moneko squealed. Her favourite band was here!

The Rock Revengers were in a band called Causin' Effect. After a bad shoot with Sakuranai, they formed an elite friend group over their hatred for him. Fueled by their love of rock music, they washed up Sakuranai and formed the band.

"Guess what? We got STUCK. A bunch of STUPID trash was BLOCKING the road!"

The mortar player put her down with one hand, the other holding a bag. The chestmut came behind.

"A bunch of Sakuranai? In the wild? Bro I need to take a photo!"

Everyone laughed. Moneko didn't get it.

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"I dunno what that's about, but come in! I added some new things!"

"HOUSE TOUR! HOUSE TOUR!"

Everyone came rushing in! Not before neatly putting their boots on the side and hanging their coats. Manners first. The crab walked beside her, the others trailing behind.

"So, what's new?"

"Oh! I renovated my stage! My old stage got rusty.. And I got a suprise!"

"A SURPRISE? SAY WHAT??"

The boys rang out in unison.

"Yeah! I spent a pretty long time on it. I can't tell you cause' that would spoil it!"

"Whatever you got will always be great, strawberry."

The bee patted her on the head.

"Thank you.. this is my lobby!"

The lobby was carefully furnished. The oakwood coffee table and matching sofa were cleaned up. The wallpaper was a light pink and polished world tour photos were framed.

"YO! You fixed up the place real good!"

The chestnut checked out the table, poking the sleeping cats.

"Take a seat guys! I think I ordered pizza!"

The crab sat down on the sofa with the rest of the crew. The mortar played put his bag on the table.

"AWRIGHT!"

The crab pumped his fist up. Moneko sat in a velvet armchair.

"So, what's going on with you guys?"

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//I'm making this a two parter because I'm tired. This was inspired by fraxiommusic's Super Nyahcular Meltdown. Next part will come tommorow. Goodnight!//

#the battle cats #battle cats #tbc #feline fanfics #i thought they would be neat #the revengers are a little rowdy but we love them like that #i refer them as their animal in the folklore #next part has some juicy drama..