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000marie198 · 1 day

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Are there any sonic au’s you would recommend? I am trying to find more to get into so would love to know if you have any favourites out there :D

Hello! Oh there are so many! :D I definitely have some favorites and some which aren't favs but are pretty great.

Putting these under the cut because there are so many! And there's definitely more cool AUs that I haven't seen or haven't saved.

Anyways, please enjoy my personal selection:

Seven Years Too Soon by NightFuchia. Basically what if a much younger Sonic accidentally set Shadow free from Prison Island. It has awesome characterization and happens to be one of my favorite stories. The rest of Team Sonic is also present

Brotherhood's Twist by @/drawloverlala even though I don't think it counts entirely as Au but it still sort of does. Unbreakable Bond ageswitch due to Zeti's meddling.

Passion's @sonic-tangled-au . I love it! So very much. The lore and backstories are so good.

Noonui's World Restored in Imbalanced Chaos au. Extremely engaging and good. Has a bunch of world building and fun concepts and lore.

Sonic's Super Totally Awesome Mixtape, though it seems to be discontinued, I'm not sure. It's pretty good so far! Takes place in the movie verse.

@brainworms-all-night-long is working on a Dreamtale Au which I'm hyped for. The tag in use is 'dreamtale and sonic tomfoolery'.

@/the-starlight-project comic is pretty good too. Mystery! And emotions. So many emotions ough.

And there's @the-emerald-isle-au by @0vergrowngraveyard . Very intriguing. 👀

Please do check out the Pandora Au by @/starrjoy. It's great!

The Fair Folk by Irritable_Fabulamancer, this fic is one of my favorites! Team Sonic as Fae my beloved! I love fae AUs.

On that note, if you're alright wanting to read a Fae!AU which is pretty much a sonadow fic, there is also I don't believe in fairy tales [but I believe in you and me]. Fantasy and Fae! Satbk inspired, another one that had me hooked.

My Arms Are Blue by thekyuubivixen and its unofficial, fan-continuation (My Arms Are Blue! Final Four Edition) by PlaystationPassenger. The story doesn't completely count as an AU but I'm recommending them anyway cuz they're really really good and has that watching your own show from different dimension trope. It's also hilarious and fun.

Burning Arrow, Wildfire Heart by Taranea is SatSR novelisation AU with Sonic's other friends present too, it's pretty fun. Not very accurate regarding the desert but it's a good read and I come back to reread it often. Must read in my opinion. Just don't dare use it as guide for desert travel or you'll be shriveled up in the sand somewhere

This fic. Read it, I will not elaborate this one. Just trust me :]

And don't miss out on @shadofiredragon's Legends Never Die fic. It's a future fic! And an awesome one. I won't spoil much but it is so good. She also has lots of fun AUs in the works.

Down the Foxhole series by MoonlitNightin. Sonic Prime AU series which is great! Tails' pov. The Shatterverses have their own Sonics. Engaging and great.

Feel free to check out @/Son1c's 10verse and other AUs. Those are some pretty great ones. Love the different lore and variants given to the Shatterverses in 10verse.

Spirit of the Wind by TrenchCoatGecko. Satbk inspired fantasy au. Sonamy, has focus on magic and lore and other characters as well.

If you'd like some Forces angst with Unbreakable Bond focus, please do read Illusionary are your arms around me by @nixoon-again. The feels will kill you /pos

Chaos Barren by but_why_not. I forgot to add this earlier (this is an edited addition). Takes place in the Blue Devils AU, great story!

Baby Tails shenanigans by @myymi . Tails got turned into itty bitty infant kit. (And also check @0vergrowngraveyard 'baby tails' tag for more little gremlin scenarios)

Myla is also working on @tails-and-the-ink-machine au

Feral au by Oneshot_bravo. Little short stories or drabbles taking place in Unleashed but the werehog is feral yet keeps his memories. Very lighthearted and fun and cute

Three or more foxes form a skulk by @/chiropter36 . Post Prime au fic, loved it! Go read.

Also, @donelywell 'roadtrip! sonic au' and 'Casino Nights Au'

Haven't yet started reading The Fox's Burrow by @/space-gutz but I'm planning to. Recommending it either way cuz I feel like it's gonna be good. Unbreakable Bond but ageswaped au.

@/sonicchaoscontrol comic. Another in-progress au which is also quite intriguing. Sonic jumps through a portal and exits in future where the planet is a mess. The mystery of what and how it all happened and what's going on slowly unfolds.

The Buzzsaw Dillemma by redpenship. I haven't personally read it myself but I've heard many good things about it, especially it's world building.

Incomplete and won't be updated anymore but if you haven't read them yet, DO NOT miss out on Ghosts of the Future and The Murder of Me fancomics by Evan Stanley (spiritsonic) and Gigi Deutrix (gigi-D) respectively. They're a must read. Both are available on DeviantArt.

The Heart of a Monster comic, @/the-heart-of-a-monster. It's in progress and updates regularly. Unleashed retelling, really really good with some extra lore and everyone involved.

Sometimes the Picket Fence isn’t Perfect and Sharp Edges (Sonic Prime AU) series by @/skimmingthesurfaces. I'm holding off the first one to read later, like that one book you've been saving so I'm not sure if it completely counts as an AU, still putting it in recs, and the second one is intriguing so far. I have heard a lot of good thing about the Picket Fence series.

Dark Boom by Smash50. The entirety of Team Dark in the Sonic Boom universe. Alongside it, there's also Boomtober by the same author.

It Always Snows by the 24th by Selendred had me hooked even though it's a oneshot. Great au and would love to see it explored more.

No One said I Wish by SylWritesStuff. One of my fav stories from the Sonic Platonic Fairytale Week event. It's really funny.

Sonic Phantom Forces (SPF) au comic. Sonic Forces au, blue boy gets taken away but not in the way you think, pretty cool story so far. It's in-progress and available on both Tumblr and DeviantArt. @/spfau

If Black Doom tried to be a better father by Tirainy. Don't take this one seriously. It's pure comedy and I love every second of it. Shadow is having a time for sure XD.

Silent Talkers by @brainworms-all-night-long. Takes place in the Prime Bros verse, feels intensified, all the good ones. A must read, trust me.

And speaking of the Prime Bros AU (in which all Shatterverse foxes also got adopted by Sonic and are now brothers), feel free to scroll through the 'prime bros' tag here. So many awesome posts for this particular au by everyone!

There's so many more, cool ones, epic ones. I haven't saved all and I'm probably forgetting some great ones too so I'm leaving this open for others to add. If y'all have more cool AUs, plz add to these (I wanna check em out too)

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And now a few from the Fanfiction.net site because it doesn't have much audience compared to AO3 and there are some actual gems hidden there;

Premonition by thekiyuubivixen (not entirely an au but it feels like one due to the unique ability Sonic gains)

The Sonic Project by SconnieSA. Rated M but it's a pretty awesome AU and the rating is due to more serious themes and uncensored language in some parts. Highly recommending this one

Survivor's Resolve by DC111. Not entirely an AU but I must rec this fic it's so good and doea havs some AU vibes.

Sonic the Hedgehog: Attorney of Law by thedraconicwerewolf. Ace Attorney type AU with Sonic and Tails as main characters. Not too adventurous but very very fun and interesting and still managed to keep Sonic in character. Though it has a sequel started, I only rec the main story, not the sequal as it seems to be abandoned and isn't needed to be read like them cliffhanger stories.

beLIEve by Meow21. I have only read snippets from this, waiting for this story to continue but it seems to be discontinued. Felt like an epic story too and deserves to be recommended.

Sonic and the Golden Journey. Sonic gets thrown in another storybook, this time it's a children's classic fairytale. Short but very comedic and fun. Go read it.

Tales of a Samurai. I am begging you to read this one, please it's so good. Also by Taranea.

Wonderful and it's sequal Sanctuary by Inflamore for some Unbreakable Bond angst. (Kindly ignore the obliviousness of earlier ff.net for not knowing the meaning of certain symbols, there's nothing of the sort in story, trust me.)

Regrets by MazzyBooks. A high school au of sorts. Sonic centric with some heavy angst. I'm not kidding about the angst part, trust me. It had me hooked from the first chapter though and I believe it deserves a rec.

You need the cracks (to let the light shine through) by king.needlemouse. Istg this is the most underrated thing I've ever come across, it's one of my absolute favorite fics which I can never forget. Do read it.

Within this Nightmare by sonicfan1990. Sonic get transported to an alternate universe which has gone post apocalyptic and his counterpart in that universe has been dead. Pretty great story, lots of angst and everything.

And that's all I could remember and have saved for now. I'm leaving this open to more AU recs (yes even self plugs are welcome) so if you know any I missed, plz feel free to add. I hope you enjoy all these great AUs!

Thanks for the ask!

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divinitysheart · 2 years

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@ervaurem - a little response hehe x

It’s not hard for her to pick up an interest in things she’s never done before, for showing her things she’s never seen before makes her often pull an expression similar to that of a child being handed candy. Because even though fishing could be considered “boring” to most, she finds it fascinating.

The way you never know what’s going to end up taking the bait on the rod’s hook, and the way you can never truly expect anything to bite excites her. For it can be something new every time, and even if it’s the same thing, it’s still fun. Even on days where nothing was caught, it was still fun. Especially around her Dearest Friend, because she finds that there’s never a dull moment at the side of her friend.

For the first time in awhile she lets out a snort at his statement, for she supposes he’s not wrong on that front. He’s never been one to turn down fishing at any time, and if he did say no sometime in the future she would be sure to throw his words right back at him to try and see his reaction. Something she thinks might be rather amusing.

“ Yeah you’re right, only a knock-off of you would say no to fishing. Afterall it’s one thing that can pretty quickly catch your attention. “

It’s these moments that make her almost forget what she’s doing and what she is, for when around Noctis, she feels almost as if she can loose her worries for a moment. As if she’s safe.

Namine happily takes the rod handed to her and holds it in a similar manner to him, but then he tells her that whoever has the fewer catches will buy the Sea Salt Ice Cream he’s been hearing about. In which surprisingly lights a fire underneath her, for she’s going to try her hardest to get as many catches as she can now just to try and get him to be the one who gets it.

“ Sounds good to me, especially because I’m for sure gonna catch more than you! “

It’s not a side to her she reveals often, but even Namine has a bit of competitiveness within her. And it’s clear she’s speaking lightheartedly not just by the tone of her voice but by the way she’s smiling widely at her friend. This is nothing more than a playful competition for her, and she wouldn’t feel too sour if he did end up catch more than her.

Afterall, both ending results ended up with them getting Sea Salt Ice Cream, and that sounds pretty nice to her.

#ervaurem #✧ may your heart guide you ✧ ic #✴ remnants of memory ✴ namine #✯ lucky charmed ✯ namine & noctis #CASTLE OBLIVION ;; 000 #( FR !!! imagining them fishing balances everything out hehe even if the drabble was written a month ago )#( OMG YES i love that !! they eat sea salt ice cream at the top of the citadel in the future for sure hehe )#( OOP I can imagine that as well :0 )#( namine finds herself feeling bad about what shes doing but she gets distracted from that feeling easily bc noct makes her feel at ease )#( and at this point I can imagine she's beginning to prolong the process of altering his memory because she doesn't want to )#( You don't have to reply if you don't want to!! namine just wanted to reply to noct hehe )#( i said i wanted to write a wee bit of fluff so here :D )

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ijuststareatstuffhereok89 · 23 days

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I would like to humbly request a little sub Loki action for the kink drabbles 🙏 maybe something with him being ridden and realizing that he's into it

I hope this pleases!

"Use Me"

Loki lives to be your plaything.

Content Warning (18+ ONLY): Sub!Loki, riding, mentions of orgasm denial Word Count: ~850

No one’s head is ever higher than a Prince’s. Even in lovemaking, a Prince must be dominant. He is the stallion, the stud. He fathers the future of his country. A Prince flaunts his superiority from the throne room to the bedroom.”

…but how could he obey the old Asgardian proverb when you were just so strong and irresistible?

Loki didn’t feel like a Prince whenever he visited your bed. He lost all sense of power and pride at first glance. You didn’t match the usual standard of Asgardian beauty: delicate, sweet, and soft. Your body and personality were imposing, demanding. You were never afraid to take up space, or claim what you wanted, which made the younger Prince drool with desire whenever you walked by, swinging your hips with that showoffish gait that said, “try me on for size, if you dare!”

He was shocked to learn that nothing gave him more deep, dark, delectable pleasure than falling at your feet and relinquishing all control over to you.

He worshiped you from the first night you were together. He kneeled before your naked body, offering gifts, massages, and favors with his fingers and tongue. The more he visited you, the more he realized that he was able to throw off the stresses and expectations of royalty. He could become a pathetic little puddle underneath you, your willing, devoted fuck toy.

The candles flickered irregularly as you swung a large, muscular thigh over Loki’s rolling, needy hips, his erection tall and throbbing. As if to tease the poor Loki, you didn’t sit on it right away, choosing instead to hover your dripping pussy just out of reach of his little head, cum already beading out from the tip.

“Use me…uuughhh…” Loki moaned helplessly under you.

You shook your head, clicking your tongue the way a scolding nanny would. He wasn’t ready enough. “You need to brace yourself a bit more first, darling, or else you won’t be able to keep up. I’m feeling quite itchy this evening.”

“D…don’t wait for me. I’m yours to enjoy and brutalize,” he added. “P..please?”

“You are entirely too eager tonight,” you said, unrolling your seductive grin across your face. Taking a long, sharp fingernail, you traced the middle of Loki’s face, down his nose, over his moist lips, pointed chin…when your finger hit his Adam’s apple, he sighed breathily, his hips moving his hungry dick upwards, needing to feed.

You narrowed your eyes, looking darkly into Loki’s wide, tearing ones. “As you wish.”

Rolling your hips in a circle, you teased him a moment longer, barely letting the tip of his erection peek between your folds…then, with as much demanding force as an army general, you impaled yourself, not bothering with the gentle formalities of a slow, easy slip.

Loki’s moan was a long, loud roll of thunder as he bottomed out, filling your walls with his girthy cock.

As you began to rock back and forth, letting his cock stretch you as you pumped, Loki could only keep up with your rhythm with his gasps. He couldn’t believe the sight of your bouncing tits just inches above his nose. He wanted to put his face in between them and bite. But if he did so without your permission, you would probably punish him by refusing to let him cum.

The last time you nearly got off simple tormenting him, making him watch as you fucked your hand to completion, his hand ties behind his back so he couldn’t relieve the pain of welling pleasure in his pulsing cock. Perhaps you could do that again, but another night.

Instead, Loki reached up and greedily grabbed a breast in each hand, watching you gyrate and grunt with every buck of your hips.

Orgasm was knocking at your cunt, so you let loose and squinted your eyes shut, focusing on your quickening pace while Loki’s arms flew to his sides, gripping at the sides of the mattress with desperate, clawing fingers as he braced for his fall. His teeth were digging into his lower lip, but the animalistic whines and moans behind it were still singing in sweet harmony with each of your breaths.

As your senses spilled out in one final flood, you came hard around his cock, unable to help yourself as you used it to finish, grinding so fast and hard that Loki shouted your praises to the sky. He felt your quaking walls shiver around him, and that, combined with how completely chaotic and maddened by carnal gratification, made him buck against you and orgasm. His primal shrieks filled your ears like a symphony as he painted your womb with his seed, helpless to think of anything else but the cloud of ecstasy obscuring his view.

He moaned with displeasure as you dismounted him, swinging your beautiful leg back around to lie beside him, bathing in sexual afterglow, feeling like Freya herself.

You and Loki both giggled as you looked down and saw that his member had not gone down for rest, but was still tall and eager for a second ride, this time, completely drenched in your arousal.

No one’s head is ever higher than a Prince’s.

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amica-aenigmata-naboo · 6 months

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🖤✨ Welcome! ✨🖤

Hello lovely! 💖 Thank you so much for finding your way to my page! My name is Naboo and I am a 24 year old smut addict who has turned to her own devices and gone feral 👹 Requests are OPEN - I write for whoever so don't be shy - Submit a request and I just might write it!

Feel free to ask/say anything as this blog is a safe space for all! 😇

👽 Rules of the Lair 👽

I do write NSFW as well as SFW; all NSFW works will be marked as such (NSFW 18+).

I try to write my characters gender neutral and use they/them pronouns so everyone can be included. If a fic is not gender neutral it will be listed as such.

Hateful or negative behavior is not tolerated here, you will be blocked and publicly shamed.

Other than all that - enjoy! I really look forward to posting more and interacting with all of you fine folk! :D

MASTERLIST

🥵 - Smut

🍦 - Fluff

🎭 - Angst

🏳️‍🌈 - Gender Neutral

🥀 - Female

🌙 - Male

🚫 - Mature Content

🪐 - Personal Favorite

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Baldurs Gate III

Series:

COLLISION - Astarion X Y/N - isekai series

🏳️‍🌈🥵🍦🎭

chapter 1

chapter 2

chapter 3

chapter 4

chapter 5 NSFW 18+

chapter 6 NSFW 18+

chapter 7 NSFW 18+

Aeterna Amantes - Astarion x Y/N - series

🏳️‍🌈🥵🍦🎭🚫🪐

chapter 1

chapter 2

chapter 3

chapter 4 NSFW 18+

chapter 5

Drabbles/Oneshots:

Do You Love Me? - Astarion x Y/N 🎭🍦🏳️‍🌈🪐

Stardust - Astarion x Y/N - isekai 🚫🎭🍦🏳️‍🌈

700 Years - Astarion x Y/N 🚫🍦🏳️‍🌈🎭

Part 2

Good Boys - Astarion x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈

Sleep Well Pet - Astarion x Y/N 🚫🍦🏳️‍🌈

Show Me What You Like NSFW 18+ - Astarion x Y/N 🥵🍦🥀

Fae Folly NSFW 18+ - Astarion x Y/N 🥵🍦🥀

Every Lifetime - Astarion x Y/N 🚫🎭🏳️‍🌈

Part 2

Never Afraid Again - Astarion x Y/N 🚫🎭🏳️‍🌈🪐

All The Things Love Could Be - Astarion x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈

Midnight Zone - Astarion x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈

Undead Heart - Astarion x Y/N 🎭🍦🏳️‍🌈🪐

Past, Present, Future - Astarion x Y/N 🚫🎭🍦🏳️‍🌈

Eternal - Astarion x Y/N 🎭🍦🏳️‍🌈

Little Mouse - NSFW 18+ - Haarlep x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈🥵🚫

Endlessly - NSFW 18+ - Astarion x plus size! Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈🥵🪐

Part 2

Satisfaction - Astarion x Y/N 🎭🍦🏳️‍🌈

Magnificent - Astarion x Y/N 🚫🍦🏳️‍🌈🎭

Comfortable - Astarion x Y/N NSFW 18+🍦🏳️‍🌈🥵🚫

Unfinished - Astarion x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈

Help - Astarion x Y/N 🚫🍦🏳️‍🌈🎭

Lucky For You I'm A Vampire - Astarion x Y/N NSFW 18+ 🍦🚫🥵🪐🏳️‍🌈

Penance - Astarion x Y/N x Abdirak NSFW 18+ 🍦🚫🥵🪐🥀🎭

Looks - Astarion x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈🎭

I See You - Astarion x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈

Spawn - Astarion x Y/N 🎭🍦🏳️‍🌈

Hurt - Astarion x Y/N 🎭🍦🏳️‍🌈

Rage - Astarion x Y/N NSFW 18+🍦🏳️‍🌈🥵🎭

Scared - Astarion x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈🎭🚫🪐

Nightmare - Astarion x Y/N 🎭🍦🏳️‍🌈

Shrink - Astarion x Y/N 🎭🍦🏳️‍🌈

Used - Astarion x Y/N 🎭🍦🏳️‍🌈

Humanity - Astarion x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈🎭🚫🪐

May I? - Astarion x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈

Bind - Astarion x Nonbinary! Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈🎭

As You Wish - Astarion x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈🎭

Irrevocably Yours - Astarion x Y/N 🏳️‍🌈🎭🚫🪐

Monster - Astarion x Y/N NSFW 18+🍦🏳️‍🌈🥵🎭

Hypersexual - Astarion x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈🎭

Kind - Astarion x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈

Scars - Astarion x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈🪐

Sunwalker - Astarion x Y/N 🏳️‍🌈🎭🚫🍦

Devotion - Astarion x Y/N 🏳️‍🌈🎭🍦

Can’t - Astarion x Y/N 🏳️‍🌈🎭🍦

Hurtful Word - Astarion x Y/N 🏳️‍🌈🎭🍦

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DPR IAN / Christian Yu

Drabbles/Oneshots

Mito - Christian Yu x Y/N 🎭🍦🏳️‍🌈

Rest - Christian Yu x Y/N 🎭🍦🏳️‍🌈

Father - Christian Yu x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈

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bamsara · 2 years

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Halloween's Night (Solar Lunacy! DCA x Reader Drabble)

This was orignally a prompt drabble, but I got carried away so now it's a simple Halloween drabble of it's own without the prompt.

Set in future ARC 2 (lateish) of Solar Lunacy: The DCA's reputation has improved, Moon has been reinstated as the Daycare Attendant and is doing well so far combatting the virus. Fire has not happened yet.

With no prior plans made, you are working the evening to night shift at the Pizzaplex's Daycare on Halloween night, so you practice Trick or Treating Safty with Sun and the kids, and witness a sweeter, softer moment with Moon. Also, everyone is forced to wear costumes. Including you, to which you get teased for.

The reader has a 'themed' costume, but the actaul apperence of the costume is not described, and up to visual interprietation

WordCount: 4,000+ | AO3 Link (preffered for comments!)

Halloween was a favorite holiday, if you couldn't notice from the absolute takeover scary and pumpkin themed decor had over your neighbors lawns and in the front window of every store you pass by on the drive to work. One of the best holidays, something to look forward to all year, and stores know this, jacking up heavy prices of candy for trick or treaters for the special night.

Fazbear Entertaient is no different. The moment the calender struck October 1st, Halloween decor started appearing in every neon hall and nearly everything was spook themed. Even the band members received 'make-overs' or costume changes to help with the Halloween Spirit.

Chica was a vampire, her hunger for pizza now a thirst for blood! (Or so she likes to loudly proclaim) while Roxy was a werewolf hunter, which, you find terribly ironic but she looks great in the typical lumber-jack style with a trench coat, it almost reminds you of pirate themed aesthetic, but you don't bring that part up.

Freddy is a wizard. Really. He's a wizard, complete with wizard hat on top of his original top hat and sparkly cape behind him. He looks goofy, but that was the goal, and the kids really love when he waves his 'magical hands', pulls out candy from his cape (which thankfully hid his chest compartment) and handed them out.

Monty is a zombie, complete with fake painted 'stitches' across his body with new paint that makes some parts slightly discolored from the rest of him. You wouldn't think that he would have liked playing the part, but turns out the Gator actaully likes to jump out and scare people, hands out and threatening to eat little ones as they run, giggling.

All their costumes were cute!

You, on the other hand, were quite surprised when you clocked in for your shift, and a staffbot rolls up to you with a brown paper bag, shoving it into your hands before giving you a quick thumbs up and rolling away.

Inside, to your exact measurements, is a costume that looks like a space themed fairy-type of thing that looks more like it would be suited for a child who couldn't decide what to dress up as rather than for an employee with unreasonable mangment. It even came with shoes.

....actaully, you shouldn't be surprised. Ever since your 'promotions, you should have seen things like this coming. You were hoping you could get away with just the bear-ears.

You change in the employee break room before heading out, and the Daycare, as always, is very busy when you arrive.

You hear them before you see them, children laughing as the Daycare Attendant chases them throughout the jungle gym, dark shapes through the plastic parts until they come rolling out of the tube slides. Even the tykes were in costumes, most of them onsies their parents picked out. Adorable.

Sun's costume change was interesting: a long black cape over his usual clown attire, and two painted devil horns on the appropriate spots on his sunrays. The clown ruffles were missing, and his colorful pants were replaced by puffy black pants, a tight shirt that made his chasis look like a skeleton's ribcage and with long sleeves with bones on the fabric as well.

The ribbons on his wrist remain, and so do the shoes with the bells. There's a hood on the back too and something attatched to his hip, but the hood is down because it would never fit around his rays, and the object is obscured behind the cape.

No where near as colorful as the animatronic usually liked, but he didn't seemed bothered; the kids were having a hell of a time with his new 'scary' apperence.

You take your place at the security desk right as the first parent arrives to come check out their kid, and Sun bounds up right with the toddler in his arms before you even call for him. After formalities, the paperwork (not really nesssasary, since robots can handle all the stuff in their brains anyway, but it makes you feel useful) and waving the two off, he turns to greet you.

Actaully, he gives you a full look-over, hand on cheek and humming. The displeasure on your face is plain, so you know his voice is teasing when he speaks. "Well, don't you look like a doll-!-"

"Shut it." You huff, and amusement flashes across the animatronic's face, and you subconsioudly adjust the straps of the fairy wings you've been tasked to wear with a sour frown. "I didn't choose the costume."

"Really! Because I think it suits you very well-"

You wack him with the clipboard, and Sun fakes hurt. "Boo. What are you supposed to be?"

He grings. "I have no idea! A demon, I think." Sun hunches over, fingers curled to mimick claws and turns from you to yell out towards the gaggle of children who were peering over at you two curiously. "Maybe the kind that eats little boys and girls that don't brush their teeth!"

A small collective gasp, a few giggles, hiding their faces away back into their coloring books as Sun gives them a final lookover and return back to you. "Whatdya think? Scary enough for ya?"

"Terrifying." You smile. "What am I supposed to be doing today? Aside from checkouts." You look towards the children, not many left.Looks like most of them have already been picked up.....That's...earlier, than usual."

Sun claps his hands together. "It's Halloween! Families come to pick up little ones early to start trick or treating! The Daycare will be closing a few hours early tonight!"

Oh, good. Less human interaction for you then. You sit yourself at the Security desk, eyeing the suspisouly full bowl of Fazbear themed candy that's been placed there. "Nice. Are these free for the taking?"

"Not quite yet." A metal hand clasps onto your shoulder, fingers tapping on your clothes. "And you know what? I could really use a little fairy helper right now-"

"Sunny-"

"Trick or Treating saftey! Super important! Some of these kiddos are trick or treating for the first time ever tonight, lets do a test run!" He leans back away from you, giddy and chipper as usual. Pretty sunny guy for being a demon.

You raise a brow, hand inching towards the treat bowl. "So...you want me to play the person at the door?"

"Correct!" Without missing a beat or moving his gaze, he gently slaps your hand away, and you pout as he continues. "I'll help encourage them, you just pretend to be 'answering the door' and give one piece of candy when they're ready-don't give anything with peanuts to Lewis, you see that one? Little one, blue dinorsouar onsie, yes. Good, good-and you can have any remaining candy left over!"

That bit caught your attention. "Can I have some now?"

"It would make the kids sad to see you eating candy when they're only allowed one." Sun's lowers, smile softening. "So no. You cannot."

Your response is a wrinkled nose and a frown. He pats your head in a mock show of empathy and tuts at your impatience.

The kids are giddy when Sun gathers them and tells them the rules as you prepare yourself to be the 'door greeter' in this little scenerio. For this, you crouch underneath the security desk where you can't be seen, await for a child to knock on the 'door' (aka, the wood of the desk) before popping up and going about the scenerio. It's silly, and a few onlookers that are leaving peer through the glass at your shenanigans, but you're smiling anyway.

The first knock comes, two hits on the wood and you pop out from the behind the desk. "Hello! And what are you supposed to be!"

The child, a boy with glasses too big for his face and wearing a skeleton onsie, timidly holds out his hands, eyes big and expectant. He has a slight lisp when he talks, excited. "Trick or Treat!"

You shift your eyes to Sun, and siliently the animatronic returns your knowing gaze. Well, he didn't really answer your question, but it's the enthusiasim that counts. "Oh my, here you go."

You place a piece of candy in his palm, and the boy immediatly turns to run off.

"Now what do we say?" Sun calls out to the boy's retreating form, half sticking out of a sliding tube.

The other children watch intently as the boy freezes, scuttles back out of the tube and running up to you. "T-thank you."

"Veeeery good job!" Sun praises, and you smile at the child to emphsize his praise. "Now what do we do?"

The boy answers, his voice joined by the choir of other children answering with him all out of synch. "Go back to our parents."

"That's right! You're a very smart bunch of fellas, aren't you?" Sun, who stands across the length of the room that would consitute a mock distance of the sidewalk to a front door, nods in approval as the candy holding tyke runs up to him, pinching the little one's cheek and cooing. He played the 'parent' while you were the door greeter, and you watched as he clapped and praised the children for following such a good example before ducking back underneath the desk.

The animatronic gently presses another child in your direction, and the process repeats.

It's cute and silly. They're all very young, more than likely this will be their first Halloween going door to door, and nervous at first when they approuch you, knocking on the desk and looking askew when you come out from hiding. That is, until their good manners and saftey behavior is rewarded with a piece of chocolate or jolly rancher, and their face lights up.

You occasionally have to break character as parents arrive to check out their children, the group dwindling little as the candy in your bowl starts to deplete. Some of them are restraining a laugh or smile at your costume, and possibly Sun's, but appreciate the 'practice' before the actaul trick or treating.

The next child is the quiet one. A little pigtailed girl that never talks, in an alien themed costume with a Moon plushie that's clutched tightly to her chest.

This girl never liked Sun, scared of him, so he doesn't push her too much as he gestures for her to approuch you. "It's okay, it's just practice! You get a piece of candy for trying!"

She doesn't budge from her spot, notably a distance away from the animatronic. Sun's smile doesn't faulter, but you know it probably sucks for him when this happens. "The meeting spot can be where the coloring books are, you don't have to come near me, okay?" His voice is soft, lowered, unlike him like he was borrowing the tone from somewhere else. "Would you like to try?"

She hesitates, looking back and forth between you and the jester, before approuching in small, timid steps. You try to appear as nonthreatening as possible . You don't even hide this time, just smiling as she approuches the desk. "Hello, there."

You see her tense up, and know it's already a failed attempt before her eyes get wet. A knock on the desk isn't even attempted, and the girl takes off, Moon plushie and alien antienna and all, towards the coloring books.

You have half a mind to go after to, comfort her somehow, but Sun is by your side quickly, calling out to the toddler instead. "That's alrighty, starlight! You tried and you were very brave, good job!" His praise feels esasperated, and the animatronic turns to you, head lowered to whisper so the other children. "That one's a touch sensitive. Best not to push it."

He's right, but you still feel a bit guilty. No time to feel it for long, because a gaggle of parents appear at the doorway and your attention is torn away to check out the remaining children to their appopriate gaurdians.

Sun amuses the remainder of the children with cartwheels and handstands that make his cape fly wildly until the children, one by one, are checked out and the Daycare is growing empty.

The hours are shorter because of the holiday, so the automated lighting system is supposed to go off earlier than usual. Parents and families are clearing out from the Pizzaplex, save for a few lingering souls, one of which still sits by the coloring area, scribbling on a page underneath one of the toddler tables in quiet contentment.

You frown, and pull out your phone. "The Daycare closes in five minutes."

"Her father must have forgotten the holiday hour change." Sun interjects, quickly gathering up all the little plastic candy wrappers the children threw onto the floor and tossing them into the garbage bin, muttering about keeping the place clean. "Good fello! Busy quite a lot, I think. He'll show up, no worries."

"The lights will go out." You say, and this time, there's no worry in your voice.

Sun salutes you, saying nothing. But he does tug at your wings as he passes by, and you try to step on his cape to make him trip and fail, causing him to snicker as you stumble.

As time would have it, the lights go out at the exact time Naptime is scheduled, but the Daycare is no longer taking check-ins for the holiday and is officially closed. Funny how the shortened hours would eradicate the Naptime schedule from the end of the work day, but there was no time for sleep on Halloween's Eve.

You don't flinch anymore when the lights go out, but you still look up from your phone and desk towards the girl that has yet to be picked up. She's not coloring anymore, instead curled up against a giant plushie and picking at the threads from her own plush.

Poor thing. You consider getting up and going to try and talk to her-

-but a blur in the corner of your vision comes around to your front, something silver colored and shiny pressing up against your neck. You freeze, instictivly, at the sycth's blade up against your skin.

A low, familier voice whispers next to your ear. "Slow down. You'll get sick."

Immediatly your face deadpans, and your hands drop the series of candy that you oh-so-weren't-totally-stealing from the candy bowl. "I'm an adult, Moon. I can have as much candy as I want."

Moon says nothing, but you can practically hear the grin as the plastic, wobbly blade drags across your neck harmlessly as the animatronic makes a 'scccchhhh' sound to mimick slitting your throat.

"Dying. Dying super hard. Blood gushing everywhere right now.." You jest, and the 'weapon' disappears, allowing you to spin on your heel and take the animatronic in fully. "....The Grim Reaper?"

Moon stands there in costume, the same as what Sun wore, but the hood was up over his hat, and a toy scycnh that's more suited for a child in his grip. That must be what was attatched to their hip you didn't see earlier.

He looks...unbothered, and his behavior was playful. But then again, you've known the Daycare Attendant long enough that it was easy to hide a face when your face's default setting is 'smile.' "Managment really didn't think the whole costume thing through, huh?"

His eyes are white, the one on the darker half of his face darkening to a red hue, only briefly. He holds the scyth up, pulling down one end and releasing it so it wobbled like rubber. "Try not to look too much into it."

"As long as you're having fun." You offer a smile in comfort, and Moon's response is 'stabbing' you through the gut with the fake sycnh, to which you snatch from him and bonk him with it as he snickers. "You dolt! There's a kid still here!"

"I know." Moon is unaffected by the plastic bonking, unmoving and plain faced as it hits him right between the eyes.

"Well?" You pull your 'weapon' back and glare at him.

Moon has no pupils at the moment, but you feel his gaze drift up and down your body before meeting your own again.

"Moon." You stress.

"Nice costume." He chuckles, fingers coming up to pinch at your wings. The straps press against your skin as he pulls them, humming like one was inspecting a caught butterfly. "Can't have you flying away though-"

You bonk him again. "Stop that."

"Hurtful" He's snickering. He's mocking you, damn him. "I let you get away with too much."

"Okay, now you're just being mean-"

He catches your next hit, your hand in his palm, curled fingers enclosing your own. A frown on your face, you open your mouth to question it before you pause. He's not looking at you, rather, peering off towards the other end of the Daycare, and you follow his vision.

Right as you look over, you spy pigtails dart back behind one of the cylinder towels. Moon drops your hand, and you keep your voice low when you talk to him so she can't hear. "You're supposed to be her favorite. I don't know why she hasn't come over to say hi to you, yet."

Moon hums. "Because the adults are flirting."

You whip your head back around to him, face hot. "We are not 'flirting'!"

Casually, he adjusts the wings back into proper position. "Sure."

"We're not!"

"Okay." He taps the corner of his faceplate, near his smile that's been teasing the entire time.

You pause, hand coming up to wipe your mouth. He leaves you there while you scrub at the space around your lips furiosuly until you're convinced he only tricked you into thinking you have chocolate around your mouth just so he'd get the last laugh, but he's approuching the girl before you can retort.

You huff at him, but settle back into your spot against the security desk, where the light switch remains nearby and you have a full view of the scenerio. You won't need to use it. You only remember it's there for your own memory.

Pulling out your phone, you check the time again and a few messages and emails wishing you a safe and happy halloween from a few stores that want to capatilize on the holiday. More than likley, the father of the child will arrive at his usual time to pick up the girl, which is typically an hour before closing, but due to the shortened hours of the holiday, would be another thirty minutes from now.

So you eat candy and pass the time. You don't mind it, helps you organize your notes. Occasioanlly you'll look up from the desk out of habit and see the animatronic sitting criss cross on the floor, hands in his lap with the little girl who's too afraid to interact with anyone else.

It's funny, you think, as you pop a smartie in your mouth, that the little girl afraid of everything else's favorite is a robot with a old reputation for blantant murder.

She's showing him a drawing you can't see from this distance, and Moon takes it in his hands and says something softley that you can't hear. You smile, and return to your phone and candy. He's come a long way.

It's a few minutes later as you close out of all of your tabs do you feel a presence around you. You look up, Moon standing a few feet away, cloak fully closed and hood pulled over so only the bottom half of his face is visible, with the glow of two white eyes staring at you from the dark.

The moment you notice him, he shuffles forward, except it's weird. Like penguin walking, in fashion that reminds you that underneath the 'grim reaper' costume, he's still a freaking clown.

You raise a brow. "Wha-"

He cuts you off. "Trick or Treat." You furrow your brows, squinting in confusion, and so he repeats himself again. "Trick. Or. Treat."

You're about to jest that robots don't eat candy so you'll have to take trick instead, but a small shape catches your sight. Hands, small and shaky, push out from the bottom of the cloak. The body attactched to them are still hidden by the fabric, but they are cupped and outstretched towards you.

You understand instantly. There's not a lot of candy left in the bowl since you've been eating them all, but there's three or four pieces left, which you scoop up and gently plop into the child's palms. "Bravery gets a reward, doesn't it?"

The child only makes a positive sniffle, but the hands pull back into the cloak and you immediatly hear the sound of a wrapper being torn open.

"Thank you." Moon grins.

Then, much to your amusement, you watch as the animatronic quite literally turns on his heel, and waddles all the way back to the designated 'safe zone'. It is, by all accounts, the funniest thing you've seen all night and takes a considerable amount of effort not to laugh at the retreating figure penguining away.

The father arrives a few minutes after that, and the girl is very easily presuaded from that point to come out from her hiding. Your suspisions were correct; the father simply didn't realize the Daycare's hours were working on a holiday schedule, and apologized greatly for the trouble. You're the one to reassure him that it's fine, you're going in the daycare all night anyways, and that his daughter caused no trouble.

Moon does not stand with you at the door. He still has....trouble with older adults sometimes. So he stands as a cloaked silohellte at the far top end of the jungle gym, cloaked in shadow save for his eyes, and his hand when he pulls it out to wave back as the girl waves at him once, and they're gone.

There. The Daycare is offically closed and empty. The Pizzaplex in full will be following suit soon, and you can relax.

The sound of bells jingle behind you as your lock the exit. "You're going to stay."

It's less of a question, more like a statement, but you give him a response as you turn anyways. "Yeah. I didn't have any Halloween plans, so I agreed to a full evening and night shift. I get bonus pay for it being a holiday."

"We could do scary things." He starts, mischief in his grin. He walks around you in a circle, oddly and dramatic in the fashion that a jester knows best, whipping the other side of your head as you turn to and fro. "I can show you scary things. Tell stories."

"I can show you scary things and stories." You refute. Pulling out your phone, Youtube and a few streaming services are pinned to your homescreen. "Never had a horror movie marathon, have you, Starboy?"

Moon pauses, and thinks for a long time.

You narrow your eyes at the silence. "If you joke that your life is a horror movie, I'll be disappointed."

"Not anymore." The animatronic spins his head, once, twice, as the wire comes down to attatch. It hooks onto his back, which is hilarious to see because you realize the cloak must have a small hole cut out the back for that to even work.

"Our room. Comfortable there." His hand extends towards you. "Feel like flying, fairy?"

Your nose wrinkles, taking his hand and scoffing at his amusement. "Okay, that's it, I'm taking the costume off as soon as we're up there."

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heartfullofleeches · 1 year

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A healer takes care of their stalker in a completely sane and normal way.

Yandere Stalker + Healer Reader Drabble

Summary: As the title says.

Warning: Violence and Injury, spit mentions, and themes of masochism.

They meet you at the batting cage - kust like your note said.

How their twisted heart flew seeing that little piece of paper tucked under your pillow. They always made an effort to act with caution, but it soon became apparent that you were fully aware of all activities taking place within your own home.

How could you not with all the love that they give? Words of endearment left on your bathroom wall. Fresh meals in your fridge. The best way into someone's heart is their stomach, and a greater way to know them better than anyone else is watching their every move. Considering you scheduled this encounter, you must be as enamored with them as they are obsessed with you.

That tiny heart at the end of your letter told them so.

You're alone in the field with they arrive. Muscles glimmering with sweat, eyes focus as you unleash heavy swing after swing into the unrelenting night. Your stalker came an hour early to arrange a surpise, but it seems you beat them to it. It didn't bring their spirits down by much. The rope could be used another time. You must still be in the middle of practice. They've never seen you on a team, but with your recent outings to this location you had to be searching. Your form has gotten well. Not to mention how intimating, yet graceful you look deep in focus. Everyone would look your way. Since you'll be married so, they wonder if they can get you to avoid seekingq depth this new found hobby.

Your arms fall to your sides as the door to the cage opens, hand relaxed around the metal handle. They make sure to shut the gate behind them.

"My love..."

"So... you're the person who's been stalking me?"

Your stalker tugs on the strings of their hoodie. Stalking is such a harsh word to use. How can one stalk the love of their life?

"I...Don't make such a harsh accusation, darling."

Your skin crawls. "Only reason you would be here now. Watching me sleep, harassing my neighbors...friends."

The devotion they've withheld bubbles over as they step towards you. "Everything I've ever done I do for you and our future, Dearest. I'm sorry for the way I've treated those we know, but they get too comfortable around you for my liking."

You let them talk, get closer - adding justification to what you are about to do. Your hand tightens around the bat's leather strap.

"Sweet angel, you're too perfect for your own good. I've tried before to stay away from you, but I struggle to breath if I am not by your side."

They draw closer. You can smell their clothes and the scent they wear. The same fragrance that has haunted your home and bed for months. Your other hand wraps around the bat, feet and shoulders squared.

"So yes, I have watch you, but I have never nor would ever caused you harm. I need you more than life itself. From your letter, you feel the same, no? Let's become one-"

They've crossed the line. Literally. Their fingers brush your elbow as their arms rise, feet planting on the mark you drew in the sand before they arrived. It's too late for them to realize yours were already clocked back and swinging forward as they dive for an embrace that would never could. There's the sharp whistle of metal flying through the air, followed by a hollow, wet thud - then silence.

"I had to buy a lock for my trashcan because of you."

Everything is dark. They can barely hear; muffled rants of your angelic voice grounding them in a gradually fading reality. The bat connected directly with their left temple, rattling their bludgeoned brain in their skull and leaving them concussed on the dirt floor. Their heart beats in tune with each gush of blood out of side of their head, hairline dyed a deep maroon.

"D-dar...."

Bleeding out, they still call to you. Still desperate for you - the person who's made an attempt on their life. Like most they feared the end, but if this was how it came they could see no exectioner they'd prefer. The memory of their battered body and crimson blood would forever been engraved in your memory. There was no honor creator than that. Scowling, you kick their hand off your shoe and drag themself onto their knees by their hair.

"I'm not going to kill you. Stay still."

Collecting a mass of fluid on your tongue, you spit in their face. The shot narrowly missing their eye and gets into the wound. They twitch, tongue drooping from their mouth from pain and the need to collect the excess drool mixed into the trickle of red down their cheek. A wave of relief overcomes them as your saliva mixes into their blood stream. The gash in their head closes in on itself and the brain numbing headache throbs to extinction. Its effect lingers and they stare up at you in puzzled awe.

What just happened?

"Don't say a word. You don't get to speak, or ask any questions. If you come near me again, I'll bash your brains in until there's nothing for me to fix."

You roughly drop them on the ground, gather your things, and leave. Your stalker stares up at the sky; love born anew and stronger than before. You let them live. You really are an angel. How ever would they leave you alone now?

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spacebarbarianweird · 4 months

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headcanons or one-shot (pick your poison!) of astarion and gn!tav celebrating midwinter/winter solstice together? technically, it does exist as a holiday in the forgotten realms! blessed yule as well! :D

I suppose this prompt can't wait forever so here we are. A short fluffy drabble.

Prompt ✶New Beginnings✶ for BG3 Winter Holiday Challenge

Thanks @bhaalbaaby for beta-reading! Especially for re-writing some sentences!

I fucked a bit and didn't notice the requester asked specifically for gn!reader and did f!reader as usual. So, this one is f!reader and I will do gn! later

Winter Solstice

Synopsis: Astarion and Tav spend Winter Solstice in the northern town of Firesheer, and the subject of marriage comes up.

Tags: fluff, comfort

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You are freezing.

You've never been so far to the north, and you have never understood why people were afraid of winters.

Now, you do.

It's Nightal, 20. The longest night of the year. And probably the coldest, because the only thing you can think of, is how to get inside the inn and hide under fur blankets.

Till snow melts.

You look around. People of Firesheer are festive as if the cold doesn't bother them. They sing and dance, resting after months of hard work in the mines.

You put your hand inside the pockets of your traveler fur coat, golden coins jingling in the pockets. The only redeemable quality about this frozen hell is the danger always lurking. The city is always under attack: orcs, crag cats, giants. Though citizens have their army, they don't mind paying adventurers rather than risking their own people.

"Bracelets! Rings! Necklaces! All of the finest copper and silver!" A dwarf shows you his goods, "Take a look, traveler!"

You look disinterested as you take a look at the jewelry, shrugging at the selection.. You can wear silver things, but Astarion won't talk to you anymore if you put on something like that. Meanwhile copper... He would find it dull.

"No, not interested."

"This is copper of the best quality! Will last for generations!"

You chuckle. There is a very popular joke about things made by dwarves. They think humans are dumb to buy something that lasts only for four generations. Forgetting that the human generation lasts less than a century.

"Look at these bronze rings. They are engraved with protective runes!"

The ring is simple. but there is something elegant, something powerful about it. You look at the runes - "protection", "love", and "safety".

"I will take this one", you say.

"Oh no," the dwarf laughs. "This is a wedding ring, you need two. Unless there are more people involved."

And before you manage to object, both rings are placed in your palm.

And why in nine hells did you decide to buy them?

You've never discussed marriage with Astarion. Boundaries? Traumas? Feelings? Yes. Sometimes, you talk about the future. But such things as marriage never came to your mind.

You have no idea what he thinks about it. You have no idea what you think about it.

But now you have two wedding rings in your pocket. Dwarven bronze will last for centuries.

You look around, trying to notice the familiar silver curls. Astarion has gone to see the ocean at sunset, and you agreed to meet in the city at midnight.

“Darling, there is something utterly nightmarish about a dark cold ocean."

You refused to go. Astarion is already dead - he can even swim there if he desires (the ocean isn't running water, so he will be fine). You, on the other hand, want to keep this heart beating.

Suddenly, a drunk man blocks your way.

"Leave me alone," you mutter, putting a hand on your dagger hidden below the cloak.

"Why is a beautiful woman alone? It's a sin to be on your own at the Winter Solstice."

You step back. The man is much bigger than you, but he can barely stand on his feet. If you were out of the city, you could snatch your dagger - but within the walls, fighting isn't wise.

"So, what d'ya think, pretty girl?" he reaches out for your chin, but before his dirty hand touches your skin, the man is pulled away from you.

"Hands away from my wife", Astarion hisses. "Or I will turn you inside out and feed the crag cats!"

The man recoils. "I-I beg your pardon, didn't know she is... taken."

"Fuck off," Astarion is quiet, but you know - one false move and the vampire will rip his throat.

The man stumbles and walks away as fast as he can. “Thanks”, you mutter, still feeling scared. "How was the ocean?"

"Dark. Cold. Frightening," He wraps his hand around your waist and tugs you closer. There is something possessive in this gesture. You don't mind. "Come on, we have the longest night ahead!"

You shiver. Night plans are set in stone. Astarion cherishes the nights when he can walk freely and see the world not hiding in shadows, and he rarely wants to walk alone. Besides, you already abandoned him when he went to the seashore. You can't leave him alone again for the rest of the night.

You walk through the city square. The songs are loud and lively, and the festive mood warms you up. Or maybe this is Astarion's presence. You plant a kiss on his cheek and notice he stiffens.

"Let's go somewhere less crowded," you suggest.

Maybe he is afraid people will notice he is a vampire. Maybe big crowds remind him of his hunting spots - who knows how many drunk idiots he would drag to their deaths during the same festivals.

You walk together in silence until the houses disappear. The winds howl like hungry wolves. The snow reaches up to your ankles.

Astarion kneels and you notice he tries to make a snowball but the snow crumbles in his hands.

"I see what you are doing," You say, "Don't you dare"

"I was just touching snow," He smiles innocently.

You put your hands deeper into the pockets and feel the bronze rings. Wedding rings.

"When that man approached me, you called me your wife."

Astarion turns away as if trying to see something in the distance. "Never mind, just slipped off my tongue."

"Why did you call me that?"

"I am sorry to have offended you with such vulgar words."

"That’s not what I mean. Just weird, considering we have never officiated anything."

"Do you want me to kidnap a cleric and make him marry us? I don't know... I just... " he sighs. "We sleep together. You care about me, and I care about you. I want to be with you until your mortal days are over or until I am killed by some monster hunter."

"And how long have you seen me as your wife?"

He shrugs. "The night in the graveyard, when I realized I'd never truly experienced real lovemaking? When you found me in that cellar, hiding from the sun, and kissed away my fears and pain? One of those nights when I woke you up, screaming, and you held me until the nightmare finally let me go? What about you? Have you ever thought about me as your husband?"

"I mentally married you when you tried to slice my throat. But, I realized you were mine when I noticed you standing between me and danger for the first time,” You say, stepping closer to your love.

“So, what now?" he asks.

You grin, playfully pushing Astarion into the snow. He either expects that or simply decides to play along.

You straddle Astarion, taking in his expression. He smiles - a very rare joyful smile when he doesn't try to pretend or to laugh things away. It's the real him you saw for the first time on his grave. It's the real him you see in the darkness of the tent when he thinks you are still asleep. The real him who somehow survived his own death.

"What are you up to, little pet?" he grins.

You snatch the rings from your pocket, quickly taking his left hand.

"Will you marry me?"

You wait for his reaction. Sometimes even the most sincere forms of affection cause him mental pain, and he locks himself inside the shell. Once, he couldn't bring himself to talk to you because you tried to force him to stay inside the tent during a snowstorm.

Maybe it's too much, you think, ready to let him go. It's not like he doesn't like being dominated by you, but it depends on his mood.

"How could I say no?" He grins, allowing you to put the ring on.

You giggle like a little girl, leaning down to kiss him.

"There is supposed to be a second one," He notices when you pull away.

You give him the other ring, and he graciously takes your hand. Before putting the ring on it, he kisses your wrist and pierces it a bit with his fangs.

You sit like that for a while, looking at each other. Gods, does he even know how truly beautiful he is?

Your love. Your man. Your husband.

The winds howl again, and you shiver.

"Seldarine. Why didn't you tell me you are so cold?"

"Didn't want to ruin the longest night for you."

"Really? So you decided to ruin the next two weeks for me because you will get sick, and I will have to take care of you?” he chuckles. “Besides, we are married now, and I don't have any excuse to leave you!"

"Oh, I would never think I was such a burden to my husband!" you pout.

The next moment you are in his hands. You love being carried like that, especially knowing you are weightless to him.

"You are the most insufferable sweet burden I've ever wished to have, my little wife," he kisses you. "I suggest we return to the inn and consummate our marriage."

You giggle again and wrap your hands around his neck.

"As long as you offer me a hot bath as a wedding gift."

"It absolutely can be arranged, my dear!"

Nightal ("The Drowing Dawn") - the last month of the year. Winter Soltice is celebrated on Nightal, 20.

Firesheer - a mining city in the Frozenfar in northwest Faerûn

Seldarine (Elven) - Gods

Tag list

@tugoslovenka @marcynomercy @wintersire @vixstarria @not-so-lost-after-all @ashiro20 @theearthsfinalconfession @herstxrgirl @starlight-ipomoea @micropoe10 @astarion-imagine-archive @veillsar @elora-the-slutty-songstress @fayeriess @lumienyx @astarion-beloved @tallymonster @caitlincat-95 @tragedybunny @valeprati

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Snow Day

Just a small drabble for you guys to snack on before I post the bigger one :D

Word Count: 1,177

Warnings: None

This is a SFW tickle fic, if you don’t like that then don’t read :)

Casey was practically vibrating with excitement, booted feet doing mini stomps - a stim he’d picked up from Donnie at a young age - as he looked out over the white powered landscape of New York City Park. Mikey, who was stood right beside him snickered at his child-like behavior, giving a friendly grin.

“You’ve really never seen snow before, huh Junior?”

Casey shook his head rapidly, eyes so wide as if he was trying to memorise every single detail of the park. “There was never white snow in the future, it was like ash, but this… Michelangelo, this is amazing!”

Mikey’s brow dipped slightly at the mention of the harsh, desolate future Casey had come from, but he gave the boy a gentle nudge to dispel the memory. “Mikey, Casey, call me Mikey,” he reminded lightly.

Whether Casey registered the soft words was up for debate, the boy’s spellbound expression never wavering when Leo seemed to drop out of nowhere to sling an arm around Casey’s shoulders.

“Not a bad view, aye Casey?” he grinned.

“It’s incredible,” the young warrior murmured, his smile lifting his eyes.

“Well what are you waiting for? Come on!” Leo grabbed his students hand and ran, dragging along Casey who almost fell flat on his face from the sudden force.

“Wait up Leo!” Mikey yelled after his brother, taking off right behind the pair, with the rest of the family in tow.

Leo didn’t even hesitate before he dove into the snow with a gleeful whoop, dragging Casey into the soft powder and laughing when the boy just about screamed.

“JESUS! It’s cold, Leo!” “Welcome to the ice age, Jones!”

There was an audible scoff from above the two. “Incorrect Leo, the ice age was thousands of years ago when creatures such as mammoths used to roam the earth and- hey!”

A snowball smashed into the back of Donnie’s head from non-other than April who was grinning similar to a Cheshire cat. “Sorry, did I interrupt you?”

“Yes actually, I was trying to educate Leo on his very historically inaccurate claim- ow!” A second snowball had splattered straight into Donnie’s face, the teen being thrown to the ground with the force of it. “APRIL!”

Raph high fived the girl in passing, moving to Leo and Casey who were still lying in the snow. “Don’t you two go catching a cold alright? We don’t want to get the whole fam sick.” “We’ll be fine, Raph, don’t worry,” Leo smirked up at his older brother, “We’re well protected from the cold.” “Yes, but some of us aren’t that used to winter, remember?”

“Oh, I know.” Leo’s hand planted itself in Casey’s mop of unruly hair, messing with the black locks and making the kid yelp and squirm in protest. “I’ll keep an eye on the snow baby.”

Casey baulked from under Leo’s fingers. “The- the snow what?” Raph sighed with a small, fond smile. “If he gets sick you’re taking care of him.” “Don’t I always?”

“Fair enough.”

“I’m right here you guys.” “Hush snow baby,” Leo scooped up some snow and shoved it in Casey’s unsuspecting face, trying and failing to hide his grin at the boy’s wild screech of alarm and offence. “The adults are talking.”

The snow removed, Casey tried leaning away only for Leo’s hand to come back and to pinch his cheek. “Augh! Stop! Your hands are freezing!”

“Oh, are they actually?” Leo’s hands were then diving under Casey’s scarf to press them against his neck, and the scream the boy gave was almost ear splitting.

“NO! Off, off, off! Get away from me!” Casey scrambled across the snow to escape, only for Leo to follow with an evil gleam in his eyes. “Guys help!”

Casey, who had fallen victim to Leo’s schemes more than once, knew the outcome of this dilemma, and scrambled off the ground in an instant. He was running laps of the park, laughing over his shoulder at the turtle who was pursuing him with outstretched hands and taunting loudly.

“Should we stop them before they fall into the lake?” Mikey asked with a laugh.

Raph shrugged, smirking. “Eh, let em tire themselves out, it’ll be easier to get them to sleep later.”

“I concur, I do not want to deal with a hyperactive Leo,” Donnie raised a hand from where he was still lying on the ground from April’s snowball attack.

The green jacketed girl rolled her eyes. “Donnie, get up.”

“Can’t. I’ve been shot.”

A scream echoed through the park, making the group whip around in alarm to where Leo and Casey were tussling on the ground, the blue coded turtle pressing his fingers underneath Casey’s scarf to target his neck. The raven haired teen was screeching at the chill spreading through his skin, bursts of laughter mingling with his yelps as Leo refused to let up.

“LEHEHO! Stohohopihit!”

“What? Can’t hear you Snow Baby, sorry, I’ve got ear muffs on.”

“YOU DON'T!”

“Invisible ear muffs are the modern style Case, I thought you’d know that cause you’re from the future.”

One of Casey’s hands came up to shove at Leo’s face, the other trying to push away the turtle’s fingers assaulting his sensitive skin. “Thahat’s soho duhumb!”

Leo’s mouth dropped open and gasped loudly. “How dare you insult my invisible earmuffs, that is so mean.”

Casey cracked an eye open to peer up at Leo smugly. “Thought you couldn’t hear me with those ear muffs?”

Scoffing an incredulous laugh, Leo furrowed his brow playfully. “Alright, wise guy, you asked for this.” Leo lightened his touch enough so that his fingernails were just grazing along Casey’s neck, causing the boy to try and turn into a turtle himself and scrunch his head down, all the while in fits of panicked giggles.

“DahAHAamnit LehehEHEO!” He cried, grappling with the turtle’s arms to dislodge his freezing fingers. “Nohohoho!”

Using the tassels of Casey’s scarf to dust along his cheek just to be annoying, Leo cooed, “I warned you bud; insult the muffs, get the fluff.”

Pressing his cheek into the snow, Casey batted at his mentor with horribly uncoordinated movements. “Yohou suhuck!”

“Ouch, what a burn. Good thing we’re surrounded by so much ice that I can treat it.”

Casey landed a smack on his shoulder, rolling his eyes so hard it was a wonder they didn’t roll right out of his head. “Dork,” he bit out between peals of laughter.

“Oh I’m a dork now am I? Wow, really laying it on thick with the insults today, kiddo,” Leo snorted. The attempts of ‘insulting’ Leo really weren’t really that cutting at all, he was gonna have to teach this kid some curse words to help him along. Raph may kill him for it, but he was the sensei of Jones Junior, not his big brother. Casey did end up catching a cold from the snow, though Leo held up his promise and was vigilant during the boy’s recovery. This was his kid after all, he was always going to look out for his Snow Baby.

#my fanfic #rottmnt tickle #rottmnt #tmnt tickle #lee!casey #ler!leo #casey jones #rise donnie #rise leo #rise raph #rise april #april o'neil

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Well since we already have 3/4 of the turtle brothers on this 'kissing exercise' saga, I guess it'd only be fair if we got our beloved box turtle in the game too, now wouldn't it?👀 *wink wink nudge nudge*

Sweet like Honey

author’s note: ;D ;D anon is right, it’s only fairrrr, it only makes senseeee, <3 MIKEY VERSION <3 also, honey by derivakat influenced this entire drabble

warnings: uncontrollable fluff, fluff to the max, tooth rotting fluff, love at first sight, unedited

> leo’s < > donnie’s < > raph’s <

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If Michelangelo is considered to be the heart, or the sun, of his family, then you would be his. You were his sun. You were his heart. His brothers always teased him at how they had thought he had been happy before you came around. Now, it was double, no triple the amount of happiness. Mikey could float, sometimes quite literally, whenever you were around, you made him that happy.

He’s definitely the type of boyfriend to always change your nickname. Mikey’s went through a couple already, my joy, sweets, honey, but mainly you were his baby.

And he had known you were the one as soon as the two of you met. That night, out of all his brothers he went to Donnie’s lab, knowing he would definitely be up. “Dee? You got a moment?” Mikey knew how he felt, he was Dr. Feelings after all, but it helped to voice them. And Donnie, the more rational one, could reign in Mikey’s urges to just straight up confess the next moment he saw you. It would be too soon, way too soon, not for Mikey but definitely to you who just found out mutant turtles even existed.

“Yeah, I can spare you a moment or two, I needed to take a break anyways.” Donnie who had been hunched over a project was now putting his tools down and stretching out, probably stiff from having been in such a position for too long. “Well, I just- I don’t know, needed someone to talk to.” Mikey said standing before his older brother as he tried to piece together words. Maybe he was a tad nervous to admit his feelings aloud for the first time.

Donnie was paying attention immediately, grabbing a stool that had been pushed underneath his worktable and placed it in front of Mikey for him to use. Mikey sat down, knees bouncing, it seemed he couldn’t be still. “About what?” Donnie prompted, an eyebrow raising. “Just you know… Y/n..” and as soon as he said your name his face broke into an infectious grin. “What about Y/n?” Donnie was holding back a small smile, he had noticed his brother’s reaction to meeting you.

He had completely frozen, like a deer in headlights. Then he was in motion just as quickly as it happened, introducing himself, approaching you with big smiles and easily taking your hand as you held it out in greeting. After April had carted you away, promising for more meetups in the future, the purple turtle had turned back to Mikey to see him looking down at his hand.

Unbeknownst to everyone else your touch gave him tingles. Even after the 10 minute intro he still felt tingly sensations as he looked at his hand full of joy and wonder.

“Dee I think, well no I know that I like them. A lot. And I don’t know what to do!” Mikey said quickly. Donnie didn’t seem too shocked which only made Mikey worry that everyone including you, already knew how he felt. “You did just meet them Angelo, why don’t you just pump the brakes and get to know them a little better?”

Mikey slumped at this, he had guessed that was what Donnie would say. But it wasn’t what he wanted to hear. He wanted someone to affirm his feelings, tell him to go for it, to not be scared and maybe you even felt the insane attraction too. “Yeahhh, so how long should I wait?” Mikey couldn’t help but ask, sure he wanted to get to know you more, but he just had this feeling that he’d love everything about you, and it would only make it that much harder to keep his feelings a secret. “I’d give it a month-“

“A MONTH?” Mikey yelped as he fell off of the stool. He had thought at worst two weeks. At best one week! But a whole month?! He groaned from his fallen spot on the floor. Donnie’s chair rolled over and he peered down at his orange brother, “that’s what I would suggest, yes, but I doubt you’ll be able to stick to it if this is your reaction.”

With that Mikey was trying to explain, he told Donnie all of the things that made him just instantly fall for you. Not just your appearance but the way you carried yourself, he could tell you were a great person, with an even awesomer personality, and bonus points because you were friends with April! If April trusted you then it was just like icing on top of a seven layer cake.

Donnie had turned back to his project, humming his replies but mainly not paying much attention. Mikey got the hint after a while and made his way to the lab door. “Thanks Dee, I feel better!” And Mikey meant it, it felt good to speak his mind, even if it was probably a good idea to wait. “No probbles,” Donnie said throwing up a hand in goodbye as the lab door closed. Mikey would wait, he’d be patient, and hopefully, after getting to know you more, you’d feel the same way as him.

[ One Month Later ]

“Mikeyyyyyy~!” The turtle only had seconds to react as he opened his arms to catch you. “Hi gorgeous!” He mused, nuzzling his snout into your neck as he held you tightly. “This is just perfect! A picnic on the rooftop?! You are the best date planner ever” you beamed as he set you back down. Though he wasn’t letting go of one of your hands as he smiled right back at you, “why thank you! I made everything myself too heh,”

You were immediately skipping forward, over to the blanket and picnic basket. “Chef Michelangelo Ramsay?! Made me picnic delicacies?” He squeezed you hand, before letting go as he waggled his brow bones and opened the basket. Your nose was hit with delicious aromas that could only mean a full belly to come. “Smells absolutely divine Mike!” And he was blushing as he handed you a triangle sandwich, starting with finger food appetizers. He felt those same electric shocks when your fingers touched. He was off explaining the ingredients he used and handing you more food, napkins, and pulling out waters/sodas too.

And just like you had expected, your belly was full as you laid on your back looking up at the few sparkling stars above. “Hey, have I ever told you how happy I am to have met you?” You said aloud, still gazing at the stars. Mikey turned his face towards you, hearts in his eyes, “yeah, you tell me all the time!” he teased but it was true, you told him every other day. “Good, cause I mean it,” you said with a smile as you turned to meet his eyes.

This was the moment. The moment Mikey had been preparing for, his first kiss. And yet he couldn’t move forward, he wanted to so desperately and his eyes conveyed the message as they flitted down to your pretty lips. So you initiated, it was soft and fleeting, and you pulled away far too quickly for his liking. But that got him moving, chasing after your lips and catching them in a rush.

But by golly now he didn’t know what to do. What had you done? Soft kisses! He mimicked your earlier actions, leaving multiple soft kisses on your lips, unable to stop. That was until you cradled his face, holding him still as you kissed him long and hard, this one not as shy. It was more passionate and left the two of you gasping for air afterwards. “C-can I? Again?” Mikey breathed out, eyes darting up to yours for assurance. “Mhm yeah,” you said after catching your breath.

Mikey didn’t have the words, to describe how amazing kissing you felt. But it was like holding sunshine, and all the good feelings buzzing around quieted enough for him to feel an encompassing amount of love. “I-“ he kissed you, “love-“ once more, longer drawing it out “you,” and he punctuated the word with a final kiss. “You’re too freaking cute.” You moved above him peppering kisses all over his face as you told him again and again. I love you.

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merakiui · 3 months

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Mera Mera can you drop a list of works you're working on/will be working on in near future? This starving pitiful one is begging for a crumbs of what you're cooking *muster the cutest puppy eye I could ever make 🥺* pwetty please?

Jokes aside I love all of your writing so much so I'm rereading tmdg for the umpteenth time ;) if only tumblr search did a better job I would be able to reread all of your other stories and chitchats as well 😔

Hi hiii!! I can absolutely list the works I'm planning to work on! Here's what's on my to-write list as of now (in no particular order, but the first Riddle fic will definitely be finished before the others):

✧ fairy-tale felicity - in which Riddle is a researcher who is looking after you, but he spends too much time doing so and now he's attached and can't bear to let you go.

✧ sex by the sea - short nsfw drabbles for the cast featured in "lost in the book with stitch."

✧ heartache hospital - in which Scaramouche learns to love (rather obsessively) while in the hospital.

✧ the crocodile's dilemma - in which Riddle hits you with his car on his way home and, thinking you to be dead, begins to try to cover up his accidental crime.

✧ havfruens forelskelse sequel - in which you struggle to keep your pregnancy hidden from Leona while Azul works effortlessly to reunite with you.

Here is the schedule for February (which is solely dedicated to finishing and posting Lunar Love Hotel requests from last year):

✧ alhaitham fic

✧ riddle omegaverse

✧ serial killer rook

✧ lawyer azul

✧ fwb jade

✧ azul one-sided rivalry

There are many requests, but these are a few I hope to write!!! >w< thank you for enjoying my writing (and for rereading tmdg hehehe >;D). I hope you can look forward to what's scheduled to come!! Additionally, if you'd ever like to look for my twst works, you can find them here on my masterlist! It's not all of them but a few particularly notable thoughts + fics.

#twisted chit chat #i'm very excited for february!!!!!!

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fuiabarcelos · 9 months

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Supernatural (Taylor’s version)

Hello hunters and Swifties!

I love reading supernatural stories inspired by songs and I'm addicted to Taylor Swift, so I decided to recommend stories inspired by her songs.

If I find more stories I might think about doing a part 2 or an update.

1 - Speak Now: By @darling-i-read-it

“Based on the song speak now”

Info: One shot - 1100 Words

Warnings: “Hexing being a bad thing, weddings, Fluff.” - Warnings and summary described by the creator.

Song: Speak Now.

2 - Speak Now: By @bi-bard

“(Season 7, Episode 8) During a trip that was meant to be a vacation, (Y/n) and Dean are met with some very surprising new from Sam and an old face.”

The author didn't say if it's really inspired by taylor's song, I just deduced that it was. If I'm wrong, I'm sorry.

Info: One shot - 1695 Words.

Warnings: “Drugging, threats of violence” - Warnings and summary described by the creator.

Song: Speak Now.

3 - When I saw your face: By @seriesxwriting

The story of how enchanted it was to meet Sam Winchester.

Info: One shot - 2069 Words.

Warnings: “Drinking, swearing?” - Warnings described by the creator.

Song: Enchanted.

4 - I Remember it All Too Well: By @bi-bard

“The story of the two hunters that lasted far longer than they should’ve. Each chapter shows that Sam and (Y/n) were either meant to last a lifetime or fall apart at the seams. (I used season 11 as a reference for ages)”

Info: One shot - 4905 Words.

Warnings: “Break-up, unhealthy relationship, arguing, cussing, I made Sam a terrible person and I'm not sorry about it.” - Warnings and summary described by the creator.

Song: All too well (10 minute version).

5 - All You Had to do Was Stay: By @hellooo-tricksters

“When Sam jumped into the pit, you were devastated, you thought you would never get him back. Then he returns and he is not who he used to be, he is rude, aggressive and cheats on you. He goes, and after a year he returns at your door.”

Info: One shot - 2172 Words.

Warnings: “Swearing, a little angst and maybe a little fluff too.” - Warnings and summary described by the creator.

Song: All you had to do was stay.

6 - How You Get the Girl: By @hellooo-tricksters

“ It has been 6 months since you’ve last seen Sam. And now he decides to show up? “

Info: One shot - 1627 Words.

Warnings: “Swearing, smut if you squint I think…” - Warnings and summary described by the creator.

Song: How You get the girl.

7 - Welcome to New York: By @d-s-winchester

An AU series, where each chapter is inspired by a song from the album 1989.

Info: Series - 13 Chapters.

Warnings: “Angst, drinking, language, smut sorta” (Most of the chapters have no warning.) Warnings described by the creator.

Songs: Welcome to New York, Blank space, Style, Out of the Woods, All You Had To Do Was Stay, Shake it off, I Wish You Would, Bad blood, Wildest Dreams, How You Get The Girl, This Love, I Know Places and Clean.

8 - Gorgeous: By @justagirlinafandomworld

“Sam Winchester ruined your life. And he might know it.”

Info: Drabble - 100 words.

Warnings: “Secondhand embarrassment probably. Maybe feel a little called out?” - Warnings and summary described by the creator.

Song: Gorgeous.

9 - Paper rings: By @bi-bard

“(Season 12) After everything happened with the British Men of Letters and the return of Mary Winchester, Sam does a lot of thinking about his future. Specifically, his future with his partner.”

The author didn't say if it's really inspired by taylor's song, I just deduced that it was. If I'm wrong, I'm sorry.

Info: Drabble - 983 Words.

Warnings: “Mentions of torture” - Warnings and summary described by the creator.

Song: Paper rings.

10 - The devil's in the details, but you got a friend in me: By @bi-bard

“(Season 7) Sam had been struggling since he had come back from the cage. As his condition worsens, (Y/n) tries everything to help him.”

Info: Drabble - 746 Words

Warnings: “hallucinations, past trauma” - Warnings and summary described by the creator.

Song: Peace.

11 - Look at this idiotic fool that you made me: By @bi-bard

“(Y/n) finally puts their foot down with Sam. Sam trips over it.”

Info: Drabble - 787 Words

Warnings: “mentions of sex” - Warnings and summary described by the creator.

Song: illicit affairs

1 - Head First, Fearless: By @swiftlymoniquesblog

“ “But you’re just so cool, run your hands through your hair, absent mindedly makin’ me want you” from Fearless by Taylor Swift!”

Info: One shot - 2048 Words

Warnings: All the fluff! - Warnings and summary described by the creator.

Song: Fearless.

2 - Enchanted: By @d-s-winchester

“All I can say is I was, Enchanted to meet you”

Info: One shot - 1428 Words.

Warnings: “Language, fluff” - Warnings described by the creator.

Song: Enchanted.

3 - Speak now: By @d-s-winchester

“Speak now or forever hold your peace”

Info: One shot - 1305 Words.

Warnings: “None.” - Warnings described by the creator.

Song: Speak Now.

4 - Red: By @d-s-winchester

“Missing him was dark gray, all alone”

Info: One shot -1048 Words

Warnings: “Sadness, heartbreak, death, dealing with death” - Warnings described by the creator.

Song: Red.

5 - All to well: By @the-winchester-pie

Info: One shot - 2071 Words

Warnings: Angst?

Song: All too well.

6 - I’d Say I Love You Even at Your Darkest: By @bi-bard

“Doubt and guilt creeps in and convinces Dean to run for the hills. (Y/n) refuses to let Dean believe that they would ever be happier without him.”

Info: One shot - 1838 Words.

Warnings: “Self-doubt, arguing, cussing” - Warnings and summary described by the creator.

Song: Forever winter.

7 - Style: By @hellooo-tricksters

“Dean and the reader are in a no strings attached relationship since they met on a hunt. It passionate, steamy and complicated, but they keep returning on the same path, not matter which road they take.”

Info: One shot - 1869 Words.

Warnings: “Slight smut, mainly mentioning of it, maybe swearing, cheating?” - Warnings and summary described by the creator.

Song: Style.

8 - Dorothea: By @imaginestuffs

“Dean “doesn’t like” your music, or so he says.”

Info: Drabble - 913 Words.

Warnings: “ A few curse words I believe, and fluff!!” - Warnings and summary described by the creator.

Song: Dorothea.

9 - Bloodmoonlit: By @moonlightspencie

“ Six years of friendship with more simmering beneath the surface. They thought they had no chance (but that’s romance).”

Info: One shot - 5400 Words.

Warnings: “Drinking (a lot of it tbh), both of em being massive dorks, 18+ pls bc it gets mildly spicy at the end.” - Warnings and summary described by the creator.

Song: Glitch.

1 - I'll Let You In: By @bi-bard

“(Season 7 + 9) After gaining his memory back, Castiel has to leave to go help the Winchesters. (Y/n) promises to leave the door open to him. They weren’t expecting him to actually come back.”

Info: One shot - 2490 Words.

Warnings: “Mentions of death” - Warnings and summary described by the creator.

Song: That’s When.

2 - Shake it off: By @kaz2y5-imagines

Dean and Sam find you and Castiel dancing "Shake it off" in the bunker.

Info: One shot - 1696 Words.

Warnings: None?

Song: Shake it off.

3 - Bad blood: By @hellooo-tricksters

“Castiel finds the reader after they broke up 3 months ago. It was ugly, hard and painful, but now, now she works for Crowley. She’s a demon and she’s got all the right ways to show him what he did to her. He’ll pay.”

Info: One shot - 1439 Words.

Warnings: “Swearing, torture...slightly… Demon!Reader” - Warnings and summary described by the creator.

Song: Bad blood.

4 - My lover: By @swiftlymoniquesblog

Info: Drabble - 574 Words.

Warnings: Fluff, slight mention of relationship doubts

Song: Lover.

5 - I'm setting off, but not without my muse: By @bi-bard

“ Monsters are known for terrifying people. Some monsters even scare themselves.”

Info: One shot - 1575 Words.

Warnings: “Character death, angst, suicide (seriously, read with caution)” - Warnings and summary described by the creator.

Song: The lakes.

6 - And if I didn't know better, I'd think you were talking to me now: By @bi-bard

“ (Y/n) had grown up with the Winchesters, but Castiel was the one who really took on a father role over the years. (Y/n) has to cope with losing him and having someone else claim to be his kid.”

Info: Drabble - 866 words

Warnings: “Mentions of death, grieving, Child!Reader” - Warnings and summary described by the creator.

Song: Marjorie.

7 - Safe and sound: By @d-s-winchester

Info: One shot - 1231 Words.

Warnings: None - Warnings described by the creator.

Song: Safe and sound.

If you guys know of more supernatural stories inspired by taylow swift songs, let me know as I might put them in part 2/update.

Enjoy the stories!

To the writers: You are amazing!

#sam winchester #sam winchester x reader #supernatural #supernatural x reader #sam winchesterxreader #dean winchester #dean winchester x reader #dean winchester x you #sam winchester x you #castiel #castiel x reader #castiel x you #taylor swift #the eras tour #fanfic rec #fic rec #recs

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callingsergeantbarnes · 1 year

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Forever

Pairing:- Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Vampire AU

Summary:- Bucky has spent a century without you, now that he has finally found you he is afraid to lose you. Will you be willing to spend forever with him, to become a creature of the night?

Word Count:- 1211 (I really tried to make this shorter but it ran away from me)

Warnings:- Explicit Sexual content. Vampire AU. Vampire Bucky. Unprotected Sex (Practice safe sex) blood drinking - (vampires), hints of self-doubt. There are some feels in this one possibly.

A/N:- 18+ For the @the-slumberparty Warm Up Drabble. I got the word Vampire. I hope you enjoy it, I did try and keep it short and sweet but it ended up going over a thousand words. No beta so some mistakes may have slipped through. Title banner is by me. Other banners is by @maysdigitalarts Divider is by @firefly-graphics

He should have known one sip would never have been enough the first time he met you.

Not when the sweet wine of your blood tasted as divine on his tongue as it did. A golden nectar of captured sunlight, summer fruits, and the things he had longed for in the long, dark night.

One taste and you intoxicated him. One taste and you became his addiction. His craving, until all he could think about, was devouring you in all ways.

In the century he had lived, he had tasted no one quite like you, never been captivated by such a creature. It went beyond the mere taste of your blood, of how the scent of a summer’s day clung to your skin. Making him dream of days he had long since forgotten about. Bucky couldn’t remember the last time he had pictured a summer’s day, dreamed of the sun. Except when lying next to you, your blood on his tongue, your scent surrounding him and the soothing rhythm of your heartbeat as you slept, he dreamed. He remembered. And he missed.

It wasn’t often he allowed himself to dwell on such memories, on forgotten things. Not when the night had brought him to you.

It wasn’t just your blood, though, that had him so captivated. You were beautiful. Your smile could light up a room, and your eyes glistened when the light caught them. You kept him on your toes, with your charm and quick wit, and your mind was always moving, learning, willing to explore.

And fuck did you want to explore.

You yearned for adventure; your soul burned for it as hot as the sun burned in the sky.

Your fearlessness had you going toe to toe with him at his worst, until he fucked you senseless, and you clawed at his back, urging him on, feeding him your blood and taking his own as you mewled with pleasure.

Bucky feared the day he would lose you. Feared the day that would fast approach. Time for a mortal was over in a blink of an eye, and he couldn’t imagine living the centuries without you now that he had met you. The endless cycle without you by his side, not now that he had found you, but was it his right to ask you to give up the world of the sun? The summer days. Possible children.

“Are you going to tell me why you’re brooding so much?” You asked, standing in the doorway of the beach house. The sound of the waves crashing along the shore carried through the night sky as the stars glistened above them.

It wasn’t often that he spent time at this property. A vampire having a home on the beach was asking for trouble, but it was winter, and you loved the beach even in the cold, so the two of you would make do for another week before you moved to a more secure house that offered more shelter for him.

Bucky turned towards you, noting the white lace teddy you were wearing. It shaped your body perfectly, and his gaze followed the shape of your body, the curve of your breasts. He could see the peak of your nipples.

“I’m thinking of the future.” He answered honestly because you knew him well enough to catch him out in a lie.

“You know you could always just ask me, rather than brooding about the future.” You breathed.

“What right do I have to ask?” he asked, brow creasing together.

You moved towards him, stepping outside onto the decking until you were standing right in front of him, before straddling him in his seat.

“Ask me the question, Bucky.” You whispered. He could hear the steady beat of your heart. The confidence you projected filled him with hope. But he had long since given up on hope. Hope wasn’t for a creature such as him.

“Will you stay with me? As a Vampire?”

One beat. Two beats. Three beats.

“I’m yours. Now and forever, Bucky. In whatever form that takes, in this life or the next. Always.”

Bucky stilled. Uncertain, he had heard you right.

You smiled at him. “Yes Bucky. As a Vampire.”

The weight of your gaze pressed along his skin, leaving scorch marks in their wake. Emotions swelled inside of him, and he couldn’t hold himself back from taking you there and then. Not to turn you, but to show you just how fucking happy you had made him.

It was easy enough to part your legs further, slip his robe aside. His cock already hard, the scent of your arousal already filling his nose.

You moved to lower yourself onto his cock, knowing what you both needed, taking him inch by fucking inch. Your walls stretched around his girth before you clenched tightly, and he groaned at the sensation.

Bucky swallowed slowly, one hand brushing the strap of your teddy down your shoulder. Neither of you moved as your gazes met. Your heartbeat loudly, awaking the beast inside of him.

Heat enveloped him, and he strained against the urge to thrust hard and fast in and out of you.

“Bucky, fuck me hard and fast. Take me. Make me yours.”

Whispered words that snapped his control just enough to allow his vampiric nature to surge into the front seat.

His hips moved, his cock sliding out almost to the tip before he thrust hard and fast back into you. Your movements matching his as you rocked against him, hips swivelling ever so slightly, that he almost came right there and then.

A merciless, relentless rhythm of bodies moved against each other. A hum vibrated through his body. Fangs descended, and he bit down into your shoulder. The moan that escaped your lips vibrated through him, as he drank your blood, and took the substance he craved so much.

Fuck, did he love you.

Your own teeth scraped his bare shoulder, not sharp enough to pierce his own flesh, but sharp enough to give him a jolt of pleasure.

He held you tight as he drank and thrust hard and fast. Your wetness coated your thighs, and the hot walls engulfed him, clenched and pulsed with every stroke of his cock.

Flushed together, your arms wrapped around him tightly, nails digging into his flesh hard enough to make him shiver at the sharp pain that sent a current of electric shocks through his body.

Muscles at the base of his cock tightened, and the peak of both of your releases rushed through them with one last thrust.

His climax ripped through him. Muscles trembled as he held you, his pulse quickening. You shuddered, mouth open and a low moan came from your lips, making his cock pulse even more as the sound tickled his senses.

The noises you made were fucking delightful to hear.

Satisfied and full, his fangs retracted, and he gave a slow lick of the wound, allowing his saliva to heal the wound quicker than it would have on its own,, as you snuggled into the side of neck.

“When?” You asked.

“Soon. You’ll enjoy the things you won’t be able to do again.”

“As long as I’m with you, Bucky. Nothing else will matter.”

#writer warm up #navy and roo sleepover #Bucky Barnes x reader #Bucky Barnes x Female Reader #Bucky Barnes smut #Bucky Barnes Vampire AU #Katie Writes

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panda-of-the-trash · 5 months

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Drabble 7: Deeply rooted

Nightmare didn't dream much.

Sure he visited others in their dreams from afar and he controlled negative emotions that gave him the power to change or control dreams. But he himself didn’t dream much.

That wasn´t to say he never dreamed. Sure they were very far and few inbetween, but they were still there.

The ones he had varied incredibly. Decades ago the dreams he used to have were horrible, haunting and taunting him to the point he'd stay up the rest of the night after he'd woken up.

The ones he had now were soft and gentle. Dreams of his darling and their children. He felt so at peace with them. Those dreams mostly consisted of the children playing in their home and Cross and him watching them do so.

But sometimes, there would be an odd dream. He didn't have many of them and they confused him to no end. They made no sense to him at all as he didn´t have control over the dreams.

That was why as Nightmare opened his eyes, he was confused. This wasn't his room. No, he was standing up in a field of flowers. In the distance he could see a village and in the other direction there was a little hill with a magnificent tree on top of it.

He frowned. He knew exactly what tree that was.

With slow steps he approached the tree, a heavy feeling settling in his stomach. When finally nearing it, he wasn't surprised to see a boy sitting in the shade of the tree, watching the village from afar. He wore a purple tunic with purple boots and gray pants. His tunic was adorned with golden accents. He had pale skin and black hair that framed his face.

The boy didn't look up as Nightmare took a seat on the roots next to him, violet eyes still fixated on the village. Nightmare wondered why, it wasn´t as if he could actually see what was going on anyways. And who cared about what those villagers did.

After some minutes of the two of them sitting in silence, the boy turned to him. Nightmare raised a brow at his younger self. The boy did nothing but stare at his future, analyzing it.

Then finally, he spoke with a soft, quiet voice.

“Did it hurt?”

Nightmare tilted his head slightly. “Pardon?”

The boy pointed at his eye, hidden beneath a curtain of black hair. Nightmare gave a little huff. “Of course it did. We got a torch to the eye that blinded us. Did you really expect it not to?”

The boy shrugged, turning his attention back to the village. Nightmare frowned, looking elsewhere. He leaned back against the tree, a sigh escaping. It´d been so long since he had last leaned against this tree. What it meant made his tentacles twitch in anger.

“She´s gone to the village again.” The boy mumbled. Nightmare looked at him to see he had pulled his legs up to his chest, hugging them close like they were the only things in this world he could cling to. “I wonder what she does there..”

“Lick ass of course, it's the only thing she does.” Nightmare grumbled a little. It made the boy giggle in his knees. “Shh, she might hear you.” He glanced up at the tree.

“Well mother may suck it.” Nightmare winced as a branch fell on his head, making the boy giggle more. Nightmare glared up at the tree, rubbing the top of his head.

The boy looked at his tentacles, fascinated. Nightmare noticed, putting one on top of his head. The boy watched with wonder as the tentacle rested on his head, flopping slightly occasionally.

Nightmare smiled slightly. “Yeah, they're pretty cool aren't they.”

The boy nodded, gently touching them. “Can you pick things up with them?” He gasped with excitement as Nightmare nodded. “Can you throw things with them too??”

Nightmare grinned at him. “Not just things, people too.” The boy´s pupils turned into stars and Nightmare chuckled at his excitement.

“Will we get them soon? I need them against those bullies.” Nightmare went quiet, remembering what the boy spoke off and sighed softly. The boy noticed, deflating. “No huh..”

Nightmare gently patted the boy´s head. “You´re strong. Stronger than you think. Stronger than they know. Harness your power. Your time will come.”

The boy sighed. “You know I can't believe that..”

Nightmare hummed quietly. “I know…I know.”

They were now both turned to the village, watching as a girl in yellow happily skipped through the field of flowers in their direction. “...are we happy?” The boy mumbled, watching the girl approach with a certain numbness in his eyes, as if he´d given up already, knowing what she symbolized.

Nightmare looked at his wedding ring, glimmering on his left ring finger, before facing the boy. “We are....so much more than you will ever believe.”

The boy abruptly turned to Nightmare, goop pouring out of his left eye. "Wake up.”

“Wake up!”

Nightmare gasped as he shot awake, drenched in sweat. He looked next to him to see the worried face of his husband sitting up and holding his shoulders. His darling looked at him with such concern and it made his soul leap. This is what he did it for everyday. With a slight shout of relief, Nightmare fell into his arms.

Cross frowned, rubbing his back. “Are you okay?” He asked softly, rating his hands through Nightmare´s hair.

Nightmare nodded, pressing his face into Cross´s should as he hugged him close. He could feel his skin under his hands, hear his soul beating. “I´m okay.” And it was true.

He was okay.

. . .

I made some art to go along with this drabble!

#panya writes crossmare #crossmare #crightmoss #nightcross #nightmare sans #cross sans #woo i made art for once #i liled it too #but i still need to improve

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your-dearest-sunshine · 2 years

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Leon and his Bodyguard!Reader

after reading this post from the lovely @bellafragolina and writing this drabble in their inbox about bodyguard!reader, they gave me praise so i decided to write out the drabbles into full posts :D here's part 1 with Leon bc i was too tired to finish Raihan and Piers lol (who will be coming out int the near future)

Leon never thought about getting a bodyguard on his own. He was the champion, the strongest trainer in the region, so why would he need someone to protect him? He could do it just fine.

Well, the Pokémon League’s Board decided otherwise. They acknowledged that while, yes, Leon was the most capable trainer in Galar, he was also prone to getting into sticky scenarios due to his lack of direction and popularity. It was known that he was very kind to all his fans and that he had a hard time saying “no” to any of their requests, even if they were being unreasonable. They needed someone to help him in times like those.

So when the board told him he would be getting a bodyguard soon, he was a little peeved. Leon wasn’t a stupid man, and he felt like the board was babying him after they described the bodyguard’s duties like a glorified babysitter.

He was told a lot about you before your official meeting. Turns out, you practically grew up at the Fighting Dojo in Kanto’s Saffron City. It was a world-renowned place where martial artists were truly tested on their fighting and battling skills. You were the real deal.

Leon even tried to find you on social media beforehand. When he couldn’t, he outsourced Raihan for help. But, even the dragon trainer fell short. You were seriously kept under wraps. You must’ve been terrifying.

So, when he walked into the Pokémon League Office in Wyndon to officially meet you, he was pretty shell shocked.

His bodyguard was you? The most attractive person in the room? You, with the pretty face and prevalent muscles?

That…was not what he was expecting.

You introduced yourself and your partner: a rather vicious looking Arbok. You were calm, collected, and level-headed. You spoke smoothly, but also rather impersonally. It was obvious you took your job seriously. Well, you had to. He was the unbeatable champion of Galar, after all.

Funnily enough, your snake seemed more friendly than you did at first. Arbok shook Leon’s hand with the end of its tail, hissing happily. You barely even offered a warm smile.

You were, as expected, phenomenal at your job.

While most Galarians were drawn to Leon’s recognizable outfits and large grin, your apathetic stare made most of them waver.

Arbok, however, was the nail in the coffin for those who lingered.

If anyone slightly nefarious or rude-looking so much as even looked at Leon, Arbok stretched itself tall and spread out its menacing hood. Arbok’s glare stunned even the most strong-willed people into stillness. It would add a hiss in too, just for good measure.

Also, imagine if any person tries to grab or touch Leon without permission…they’re getting whacked.

Arbok’s tail is pure muscle, and they’re lucky that it holds back its strength just enough so it doesn’t break anyone’s bones.

Nobody's ever tried to reach for Leon a second time.

There’s a few times, however, when he has to do things in locations where Pokémon aren’t allowed. You excel in times like those.

Anyone approaching Leon? You step between them and him with a firm shake of your head and a polite, but firm, dismissal.

“I’m sorry, but Champion Leon isn’t meeting fans right now.”

After a glance at your stone-cold features, most people apologize and leave. If anyone persists, you knock them down a few pegs (verbally, of course). Nobody’s stayed around long enough after that to see what you would do if they were even more stubborn. Leon knows that it wouldn’t be pretty.

He always feels bad for his dejected fans, but he also appreciates what you do for him. The League was right, having someone to say “no” for him really was helpful.

After a short while, Leon realizes that he doesn’t feel much closer to you than when he first met you. He doesn’t like that realization.

He noticed that he was going to be spending most of his waking hours with you, so he’d better make the most of it.

Leon worked hard on becoming your friend. Any time he could, he tried to fill in the silence with small talk and conversations. He wanted to get to know you, after all.

Over time, you would reply to his questions with longer and more detailed answers.

Do you have any other Pokémon? Yes, but they preferred to stay at home.

“Will I ever get to meet them someday?”

“Maybe. Most of them aren’t as experienced as Arbok for this line of work, however.”

Are you experienced with battling? Yes, however you don’t do it recreationally. Only as a form of defense or strength training.

“You have to battle me sometime!”

“Leon, I’m your bodyguard, not your training dummy.”

Have you been in Galar a long time? No, you moved here from Kanto after being personally chosen for the job.

“Your Galarian is very good for only being here this long!”

“Thank you, Galarian is one of the seven languages I know.”

“...what?”

Turns out you’re versatile in countless subjects. Languages, geography, history, and stealing Leon’s heart. Oh, did I forget to mention that earlier?

It took some time, but you eventually drop most of the formalities and treat him like a friend. He didn’t mind how long it took, just learning about you every day made the whole process worth it.

This man is whipped.

He notices the way your smiles make him swoon and how your rare laughs make his heart stutter.

Leon is somewhat anxious about revealing his feelings to you. I mean, you’re very serious about protecting him. What if you resign from the job because his feelings complicate everything and you see that as unprofessional?

He’s thinking about what he’s going to do about his emotions during the train ride to Wedgehurst. He’s so stuck in his own thoughts that he doesn’t realize he gets separated from you when swarmed by the crowd waiting for him outside of the station.

Snapping back to reality, Leon greets the Wedgehurst people and goes into one of his regular champion-esq spiels. He walks while he talks, not even noticing how far he’s already wandered inside of the town (while also moving away from Postwick, his destination).

Suddenly, his iconic cape is ripped from his back and the perpetrator starts to sprint their way towards route two, moving quite fast. The crowd, obviously, explodes into a mob of yelling and becomes a mini-stampede. Leon can barely move.

Then there’s a hiss so loud and so threatening that it would cause a Gyarados to cower like a Whimpod. The crowd parts like the Mauville Sea and Leon can only catch a glimpse at your Arbok darting after the thief at extreme speeds before you grab his wrist and start running.

You yank him through the crowd and down a few side streets before rushing towards Postwick. Every movement you make is definite and calculated. You know exactly where you’re going and Leon can’t help but be mesmerized at your collectedness and efficiency.

Together you arrive just outside his childhood home. On the way there, your hand had somehow slipped into his. You don’t even let go or allow him to catch his breath before speaking.

“Are you alright? Did they take anything else from you? Why did you wander off so fast from the train station? Couldn’t you hear me when I called for you?”

Your worry, the feeling of your hand intertwined with his, and your unwavering composure makes his heart thump wildly.

He wants to kiss you so bad.

“I–”

“Lee, you’re home!”

The tension snaps like a rubber band and you and the champion turn to see his younger brother run up towards you both.

As you drop his hand, Leon turns to glance at you like a kicked Yamper before Hop throws himself into his champion brother’s arms.

Of course Hop was waiting for him outside. He shouldn’t even be surprised.

With his brother in his grasp, and you by his side, Leon thinks he’ll confess to you another time.

i like this so much omg. if you can, spare me a like, comment, or repost and i'll be very happy :) stay tuned for parts two and three!! if you like my writing, check out my previous Dad!Ingo post here! it's like double the length of this one and i love it a whole lot too. also, requests are open if you want okay bye ily

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melandrops · 6 months

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Hi Melan!! :D I wanted to know if you could make a little goldenpunk drabble about Hobie and Pav about to go on a date and that hobie instead of showing up with his usual clothes shows up with a dress or skirt, it can be styled however you see fit. It's okay if you don't have time to do it, but thanks if you get to read the idea <3

Geat!! Of course :) This one kinda strayed from the prompt but it still features Hobie in a dress so I hope that is enough for you.

“Do you think we’re boring?”

The question comes out of nowhere. Hobie lounges on the bed while Pavitr sits at his desk, reviewing some paperwork he’d had to take home with him. Hobie plucks idly at his guitar, and Pavitr has long since grown used to the sound of it as background noise.

“Probably,” Pavitr replies absentmindedly, shifting his attention to a different set of forms.

Hobie grunts, and it doesn’t sound happy. Pavitr turns his attention to his boyfriend, who scowls into the bedsheets. The sight is enough to make him smile. “Why? Are you missing the glory days? When we would swing nonstop through the city and get in constant near death scrapes?”

Hobie makes a face that doesn’t entirely refute Pavitr’s assumptions. “I guess? Just seems a bit weird that I’m officially boring, now.”

“Well, we aren’t seventeen anymore. No need to be rushing off after the slightest taste of danger.”

30 hadn’t been a year either of them had really seen coming. But the new year had prompted conversations in the half dark, confessing to the desire for a future. The ensuing plans for what they wanted their lives to look like, keeping in mind that actually growing old together was a possibility that stopped seeming like a pipe dream.

“Yeah, but I mean, we could have fun without being idiots.”

Pavitr shrugs. “Did you have something in mind?”

At this, Hobie’s eyes light up. “I bet I could work something out. We could go on a date. A proper date.”

“A proper date, huh?”

“Yeah. I’ll get it all arranged. Don’t worry about it.”

Anticipation starts to make its way into Pavitr’s pulse, something he hasn’t felt in a good while. He grins and returns to his paperwork.

***

Where Hobie’s plans are concerned, Gwen and Miles often end up being dragged into it. Such is the way of life. Some things never change. So Gwen is the one to blindfold him and lead him through the city, insisting that he’s going to like the surprise. Miles is apparently helping Hobie set it up, which could be either incredibly romantic or the most disastrous thing Pavitr has seen since the Noodle Incident of five years ago. Who’s to say?

“You ready?” Gwen asks, her hand clasped in his. Pavitr nods, trepidation and eagerness alike sparking through his veins.

She whisks the blindfold off and the sight is enough to have Pavitr floored.

A picnic laid out on the rooftop. Gingham blankets and nice cheeses and a single red rose in a vase. It’s picturesque.

The view pales in comparison to the sight of Hobie. He wears a beautiful green dress, offsetting his skin tone in a way that feels nothing short of remarkable. The dress hugs his hips and waist but flares out at the base. All of a sudden Pavitr is 27 again, watching Hobie come out of the changing rooms in that dress shop a few weeks before Miles and Gwen’s wedding.

“Like it?” Hobie asks with a grin as he saunters over. The way the dress flutters around his thighs is enough to make any man weak in the knees.

“God,” Pavitr sighs, leaning in to kiss Hobie. He lets the kiss deepen, flicking his tongue out against his boyfriend’s. “You’re perfect.”

“I’ll take that as a yes?” Hobie replies with a raised eyebrow, and that teasing confidence has never changed in all their years. Pavitr kisses Hobie again.

“I love you,” he whispers.

Hobie chuckles. “Love you too, flower.”

#spiderverse #across the spiderverse #astv #spiderman: across the spiderverse #chaipunk #goldenpunk #pavitr prabhakar #hobie brown #fic requests

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wayward-dreamer · 2 years

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Perfect Performance

Square/s Filled: Dom/Sub - @spnkinkbingo

Pairing: Sub!Dean x Dom!CEO!Reader

Word count: 785

Summary: Y/N wants to help Dean realise his full potential.

Warnings: D/s dynamics, Sub!Dean, Dom!Reader, oral sex (female receiving), implied future smut.

A/N: Just a little drabble I've had in my folders that I haven't posted here yet.

Y/N sat behind her desk, papers scattered over the surface as she pushed her black framed glasses up the bridge of her nose, her eyes scanning over the reports in front of her. She had received them that morning, but they had been so extensive that it had taken her half the day to go over them. They were good, thorough, and certainly weren’t as lacking as her junior partner thought they were. He never gave himself enough credit, always thought he was the one who would get down in the mud and do the work while she was the brains of the operation, just because she was the CEO.

But the truth was he was very good at his job, and that was why she often relied on him, even if he thought his input didn’t matter. It did matter, and she was going to make him see that. Sending him an email, she asked him to come up to her office in ten minutes so that they could talk.

Arriving exactly ten minutes later, he stepped into her office, closing the door behind him. He was dressed in a white shirt and dark grey trousers, his red tie slightly loosened as he stood in front of her desk.

“You wanted to see me, Ms. Y/L/N?” he asked, his voice gravelly and deep.

She smiled, leaning back in her chair, crossing one leg over the other which caused her black dress to ride up her thigh slightly. “I did. It’s about the marketing report.”

“Oh,” he breathed, frowning as he twisted his fingers. He seemed nervous. “I didn’t realize I made any mistakes, I’m sorry-”

“You didn’t make any mistakes, Dean,” she reassured him, her eyes roaming over his large, well-built, intimidating frame. A complete contrast to his current demeanour. “In fact, it’s quite the opposite. It’s perfect and I wanted to tell you that in person.”

“Really?” he asked, lifting an eyebrow as a small smirk came to his face. “Awesome. Thanks, Ms. Y/L/N.”

“You’ve got to learn to be more confident in yourself and your ideas, Mr. Winchester,” she stated, her gaze locking with his. “I think you’re great at your job, albeit a little… lacking in showcasing your talents to the fullest.”

“I guess I just think no one will care what I have to say, talented or not,” he said, shrugging his shoulders.

Y/N watched him closely, trying to figure him out based solely on his body language and the way he spoke about himself. Standing with his hands in his pockets, his shoulders tensed and his eyes hesitantly met with hers every now and then. She smiled softly, knowing she could help him to think more of himself if she just made sure he understood that he was valuable. To the company and otherwise.

“Well, I happen to think you have plenty of skills that need to be nurtured,” she said, pushing her chair back a few inches. She smirked as she saw his eyeline drop down to her thighs, the edge of her dress moving higher to her mid-thigh.

“I uh…” he trailed off, his green eyes meeting hers, a flash of curiosity in them.

“Come here,” she ordered, the smirk never leaving her face.

She watched as he walked closer, around the desk and to her side. She swung her chair to face him, tilting her head up to make sure her eyes bored into his. Slowly, she reached down and pulled her dress up around her waist, a dark chuckle leaving her as he let out a soft groan at the sight of her black thong which she pulled aside, a small grin pulling his lips up.

“I want you to show me some of those skills right now,” she commanded, a wicked glint in her eyes. “On your knees.”

Spreading her legs, she placed her calves on his shoulders as he sank down in front of her. She moaned as she threw her head back, feeling his incredibly talented tongue circle her swollen nub, quickly lapping at her folds and alternating between ministrations. Her fingers combed through his hair, gripping tightly as she guided him down to her entrance, biting back a moan to keep this little encounter just between them. He brought her over the edge within minutes, her slick coating his perfect lips and skilled tongue as he pulled back, his green orbs staring up at her.

“Was uh… was that okay?” he asked, hesitantly.

“Perfect performance,” she replied, her thumb stroking against his cheek as she cupped his face. “But I expect you to show me what else you’re capable of.”

“Yes, Ms. Y/L/N.”

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