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tomxxtc · 9 months

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A Speedy Love

Pietro Maximoff x Gn!Reader

❦ Summary: Pietro Maximoff, the charming speedster, decides to whisk Y/N away on a date full of surprises and heartfelt moments.

❦ Wc: 533 words.

❦ Genre: fluff

❦ Warning: cheesy pickup lines, pietro have a crush on reader, author first language is not English, sorry if there's any mistake.

Pietro Maximoff, also known as Quicksilver, couldn't help but feel their heart race as they planned a special surprise date for their crush, Y/N. They were determined to show them a night they'd never forget. With a grin on their face, Pietro appeared in front of Y/N's door, tapping it twice before they opened it, surprised to find the speedster standing there, dressed in their casual yet dashing attire.

"Hey there, Y/N," Pietro greeted with a playful wink. "I've got some speedy plans for tonight. Ready to go?"

Y/N chuckled, feeling their cheeks heat up slightly. "Sure, Pietro. Lead the way."

As Pietro took Y/N's hand, they felt an electric thrill run up their arm. The pair zipped through the city, the world around them a blur as Pietro whisked them off to a secluded spot with a breathtaking view.

"I thought we could start the evening with a view as stunning as you are," Pietro said, their gaze locked on Y/N's eyes.

The night sky sparkled above, and Y/N couldn't help but feel a flutter of excitement in their chest. Pietro had planned everything perfectly. They settled down, sharing a blanket, and Pietro pulled out a small picnic basket filled with Y/N's favorite snacks.

"Y/N, I've got a cheesy pickup line for you," Pietro said with a playful grin, holding up a strawberry. "Are you a fruit? Because you're berry charming!"

Y/N burst into laughter, shaking their head at the silliness. "You're impossible, Pietro."

"But you love it," they teased, leaning in for a gentle kiss. The spark between them intensified as they lost themselves in the moment.

The night continued with laughter, conversations, and stolen kisses. Pietro's charm and playful nature had Y/N smitten. But as the evening wore on, the speedster had one more surprise in store.

They found themselves standing at the entrance of a cozy, dimly lit cafe. Pietro led Y/N inside, where they were greeted with warm smiles and soft jazz music playing in the background. It was a romantic setting, and Y/N couldn't help but feel their heart swell with affection.

As the night grew darker and the cafe emptied, Pietro leaned in close to Y/N. "You know, Y/N, they say that time flies when you're having fun. But I can slow it down if you want. Just for you."

Y/N blushed at the double meaning in Pietro's words. "Pietro, you're incorrigible."

"I prefer irresistible," they said with a smirk, pulling Y/N into a slow dance. Their bodies swayed together, and Pietro held them close as if they were the only two people in the world.

The night continued with more sweet moments, and Pietro walked Y/N back to their doorstep. They stood there, hands intertwined, neither wanting the night to end.

"You know," Pietro began, a mischievous glint in their eyes, "I'd like to invite you in for a 'speedy' nightcap. What do you say?"

Y/N chuckled, knowing exactly what Pietro meant. "Well, how can I say no to that, Pietro?"

As they entered Y/N's apartment, the door closed behind them, sealing their fate for a night of passion, affection, and love, guided by the playful and charming Quicksilver.

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moonbyulsstuff · 1 year

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Hello!! can i request for a yandere yoosung x reader?

No.

GN Reader.

Requested.

Masterlist.

Request Rules.

"I'm home dear."

Eugene called out as he opened the door and took off his shoes and closed the door behind him, he walked through the hallway and into living room and saw his beloved sitting by the window.

Looking through the window while the TV plays in the background, Eugene smiled as he approached them and sat beside them. They flinched and looked beside them. "Oh... Eugene, welcome home." [Name] empty said as Eugene smiled and kissed their forehead.

"What did you throughout the day?" He asked as he leaned against them as they looked back at the TV, while [Name] was listing off the things they did throughout the entire day as Eugene hummed and nodded.

"And... yeah, that was it. But what do you want for dinner?" [Name] asked as they stood up to go to the kitchen to cook dinner for the both of them, Eugene stood up and followed behind. "How about some chicken stew?" Eugene offered as [Name] nodded and took out the ingredients and stuff, and while [Name] was cooking dinner for the both of them.

Eugene then saw a paper bag from Louis Vuitton, his eyes darkened since [Name] never mentioned going out of the house nor a notification that [Name] had spend his money, so now he was wondering on who got this for his beloved.

"Hey... [Name]..." They flinched when they heard their name being called out by Eugene especially when Eugene was not using their nickname, they slowly turned around. "What is it?" [Name] asked.

"Where did you get this?" He said while pointing at the paper bag, [Name] took a deep breath. "Oh... Samuel came by earlier and gave this to me...." [Name] said as they put down the knife and walked towards Eugene and held his arm. "But he said it was just a birthday gift, it doesn't mean anything." [Name] said with evident fear in their voices.

Eugene looked down/up at them and held their face. "Oh darling, I know. Don't worry dear, I'm just wondering on why you didn't mention it to me earlier." Eugene said as [Name] looked down.

"I'm sorry, it slipped my mind." The male chuckled and kissed their forehead. "That's alright, as you long you weren't hiding it from me." Eugene said as their grip tighten on his arm. "How about you continue cooking our dinner love." Eugene said as they nodded and walked off.

He took the bag and throw it on the trash can., knowing he can just buy another for his beloved.

"Useless."

"Love." Eugene called out to his partner who was changing their clothing. "What is it?" [Name] asked as they looked at him. "What do you want to do for your birthday? We can go wherever you like." [Name] face lightened up after hearing that, they looked at Eugene in shocked making him chuckle.

"Well?" There was already an idea in their head as they looked down, having a feeling that Eugene will reject it but it doesn't hurt to try? Right?

"I... wanna.." "Hmm?" "I wanna go and see my family." The atmosphere became tense in the room, as Eugene face darkened while still keeping his famous smile. [Name] hurried over to Eugene and kneeled down.

"Please... just this once Eugene... I want to see my family. I want to see how they're doing, please, please." [Name] pleaded as they felt tears coming out of their eyes, while Eugene just looked down on the kneeling figure.

[Name] 'please' were the only thing heard throughout the room as Eugene was not answering, making [Name] desperate, wanting to see their family once again.

"Do you mean the family that you grew up with... or the family that you founded?" Eugene coldly asked as [Name] looked up with tears in their eyes which did not faze Eugene one bit. "I know how your family was abusive, so obviously you don't want to see them again but... I guess... it's Hostel?" Eugene said as [Name] nodded hurriedly.

.....

"Hehehehe." Eugene chuckled as he shook his head as [Name] eyes widened. "No, of course not. We already talked about it [Nam]-" Eugene was cut off.

"Please! Just this once! I beg of you! Eugene, please! Just this once and never again!" [Name] pleaded as Eugene's dark cold eyes just stared at them, watching them plead and plead over and over again. He sighed as he caress their cheek and wiped the tears away.

"No, and that's my final answer." Eugene said as [Name] was heartbroken as they broke down while Eugene comfort them.

"Don't worry, we can still do other things for your birthday." "Bu- But hicc hicc this i-is-"

"Shhh.... it's alright. Just tell me what you want to do tomorrow."

#🌙moonbyulsstuff works #x gender neutral #gender neutral #gn reader #lookism #eugene #yandere #yandere eugene #x gn reader #oneshot #eugene x gn reader

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lazycats-stuff · 9 months

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I’m not sure if I asked you this already but if I didn’t, I was hoping you could do gn!reader, who was on patrol and the reader is kidnapped by a villain, and once the batfamily find them its to late and they were brainwashed and was now under control of a villain. (Bonus points if the villain, is actually their biological father who trained them to be a weapon before the reader got saved by the batfamily)

Once they like have a fight and knock ‘em out they bring them to the cave and try to bring their memories back. It takes a while to get their memory back since the reader is rude and doesn’t talk to them because they were brainwashed to think the batfamily is bad but after a while something happens and their mind snaps and they’re back to normal and they get all emotional because they hurt their true family??

If you decide not to do this, can you tell me?

Okay, so I decided to also do this in gn!reader version for this request. It will be an exact copy of the male version, but with gn! reader.

MALE VERSION

Summary: (Y/N) thought that he got away from his father who trained him to be a weapon. He thought wrong.

Warnings: kidnapping, violence, mentions of torture

GIF by asakira

(Y/N) didn't have a good feeling about this night. Bruce and (Y/N) were in the Batmobile, with Bruce driving. The others were somewhere in the city, stopping crimes or just closing cases they had.

" You okay (Y/N)? " Bruce asked, making a turn to the left.

" I'm not sure. I have a bad feeling? I don't know how to describe it to be honest. " (Y/N) said, knowing how Bruce always said trust your gut.

" Well, I wouldn't worry that much. Everything is going to be fine. " Bruce said, trying to ease (Y/N). He knew that (Y/N) was trained to be on alert all the times, even when sleeping.

" Okay. " (Y/N) said. They tried to relax, but it was difficult. Their entire body was on alert.

Their gut feeling turned out right. The Batmobile all of a sudden went flying from the back and it was flipped upside down. Both (Y/N) and Bruce were caught completely off guard. Both of them were stuck like that, upside down. Bruce pressed a few buttons and car was flipped over back to normal.

(Y/N) was kind of disoriented. Bruce looked at them for a second before he got out. (Y/N) followed, wanting to know what the hell hit them. (Y/N) froze when they saw who it was.

It was Deathstroke. Their father.

" Hello child. " Deathstroke said and (Y/N) got flashbacks to their brutal training. Batman stood in front of (Y/N) pushing them back.

" Go. I will handle him. " Bruce said to (Y/N).

" I don't think so. " Deathstroke said and they were surrounded by assassins. (Y/N) saw Lady Shiva. Oh God. This was planned.

" Well detective, I would call for backup. " Deathstroke said, taking his blade out.

(Y/N) took a deep breath. Why was Deathstroke here? Why couldn't he let them go to live their life?

" Why are you doing this Deathstroke? " Batman asked, getting ready to fight. They couldn't escape the fight.

" I just want my child back. "

" So you can put them through hell again? Not happening. (V/N), go! " Bruce said to (Y/N) who ran.

" Do you really think that I won't be able to find them? " Deathstroke said and Batman started making his way through the other assassins. He was trying to get to Deathstroke, but there was too many assassins and he had to deal with Lady Shiva, he could only hope that (Y/N) would be able to contact their brothers for back up.

He is going to be tied up here for a while.

(Y/N) ran. They called their brothers and quickly briefed them. They were on their way, but knowing Deathstroke he is going to take him at the last moment, just when (Y/N) is within their reach.

They stopped when Deathstroke somehow jumped in front of them. (Y/N) froze once more. They couldn't go back with him. They couldn't go through that hell.

They were just getting free.

" Hello child. It's been a while. "

" Don't call me that. You don't have the right. " (Y/N) gritted out through their teeth.

" Well, we share blood and DNA. That makes me your father. And whatever Batman told you, you are not his child nor their sibling. " Deathstroke said, taking out his blade.

(Y/N) looked around. Nowhere to go and nowhere to run. Then it's time to run. Let's go then.

Deathstroke charged at (Y/N), making (Y/N) sidestep a bit and block the blade with their gauntlet. They won't going to be taken without a fight.

Deathstroke and (Y/N) went on it for a long while. (Y/N) was good at holding their own, but Deathstroke was the one who trained them. Deathstroke knew the weak spots and all of their sills.

And that's why (Y/N) was down on the ground, Deathstroke's weight keeping them down. They tried to buck him off, but they couldn't. Their eyes widened when they saw a syringe in his hand. Nope. Absolutely not.

" Good night. "

(Y/N)'s eyes were closing as Deathstroke injected whatever was in the syringe. The last thing (Y/N) saw was Deathstroke's good eye and it was obvious that he was smirking beneath his mask.

Bruce and the others knew that (Y/N) was taken by Deathstroke. It was obvious that it was planned in advance. Damian was the one to see Deathstroke knock out (Y/N), but two assassins got in the way of saving them. It was nothing more than psychological warfare.

Bruce was not going to have it. He called in his friends from the Justice League. If he wants to find (Y/N), he will need every single resource he can get his hands on.

The house was quieter too. Nobody was really happy and everything was just... Gloomy.

One day Superman came down to the cave, just to check on Bruce. He knew that he loved his children and they would always come first to him. No matter what.

" How are you holding up Bruce? " Clark asked as he stood next to the chair Bruce was sitting in, eyes looking at the screen that was full of different stuff.

" I'm fine. I just worry about (Y/N). You have no idea what they have been through and... My God. " Bruce said, rubbing his eyes.

" How bad was it? " Clark asked, looking down at Bruce.

" Imagine you don't know anything else but being a weapon. Your opinions don't matter, your needs don't matter. The only thing that matters is the mission. And imagine you get adopted by a man who is your enemy. "

Clark looked away for a moment. " My God. "

" I know. And now I worry about what Deathstroke is doing to them. "

" I know. We still don't know the location of the base. " Superman said, rubbing the side of his neck covered by his suit.

" It's been a month Clark. I know (Y/N) is resilient mentally speaking, but Deathstroke can easily break them. He can put them back together and break them if he ever so pleased. " Bruce said, pushing his hair back.

" Don't worry. We will find them Bruce. " Clark said, patting his shoulder.

" I know. I'm just worried about the damage that will be done. How didn't I see this coming? " Bruce questioned himself, sighing.

" You need to sleep Bruce. "

" I can't. I need to find (Y/N) and need to patrol. "

" Wonder Woman and I can take over the patrol. You and the boys are going to rest for the night. " Superman said, moving the chair to get Bruce out of the chair.

" Clark, don't make use the Kryptonite. " Bruce threatened, but Superman rolled his eyes. There was no malice in Bruce's voice.

Two more months and they located Deathstroke's base. They also had conformation that (Y/N) was there. Bruce had to mentally prepare himself for whatever state (Y/N) was in. Bruce had some hope that (Y/N) hadn't been broken.

Bruce also told his sons that too. (Y/N) could be broken or somewhat the same. The Justice League was there as back up too. Bruce didn't know how to feel as they were approaching the base. His sons were more hopeful and positive about it.

They had a plan and they were going in, determined to find them. The base was huge and empty. It was eerie. After a while of searching, they found Deathstroke and (Y/N). Bruce's heart clenched at the sight.

It was (Y/N)'s old suit, the one they burned when they got adopted. Bruce took a deep breath.

Bruce refused to listen to Deathstroke and he striked. The boys followed and a fight ensued. Batman went right after Deathstroke, ready to unleash his fury at him. The other fought with (Y/N).

They didn't recognize them. Cold, dead eyes and no recognition. They were going to maim Deathstroke.

After they got Deathstroke into custody and Bruce maimed him for everything he done to (Y/N), they went back to the manor. Although, (Y/N) had to be knocked out in order to be brought back.

Bruce could tell that (Y/N) was brainwashed and tortured. He guessed it was water torture, electrical too... He sighed as he took his cowl off. He was just like when they first met.

Now it was going to take a lot of patience and talking. Jason was going to kill Deathstroke.

" B, I'm going to kill Slade. " Jason said out of earshot.

" Don't worry, I maimed him. " Bruce assured him. Everyone looked at (Y/N) who was in a cell.

" We have to make sure they remember. Patience is key. "

It's been a month and (Y/N) still doesn't want to talk with them. They have all been trying their best, Superman and Wonder Woman tried to. Absolutely nothing.

Bruce talked to (Y/N) everyday, even showed him some videos. No reaction. Cold, dead, soulless and calculating just looking into Bruce's blue eyes.

Dick was really trying. His strategy was chatting until his own ears started bleeding.

Tim, Jason and Damian are going trying to get him to remember by talking about cases they have solved together. They tried to bribe him with his favorite foods. The ones he could eat for a long time without ever hating them.

Nothing.

It wasn't until a week later that something happened. They were all in the cave, trying their best to be normal. Damian noticed first. (Y/N) looked conflicted, not cold and calculating. He didn't say anything as he watched in silence.

" Dad! "

Everyone turned their heads, Bruce nearly got whiplash. He never heard (Y/N) get so emotional. And they never called him dad. Bruce ran towards the cell. He unlocked it and (Y/N) ran into Bruce's arms. They sobbed and Bruce held them tightly.

" I'm sorry! I didn't mean to hurt you guys! I'm so sorry! " They sobbed into Bruce's chest.

(Y/N) was back. They were going to bounce back from this. They would help them.

They stick together and they fight together. They were going to help (Y/N) with this fight.

#gender neutral reader #dc comics #x gender neutral #platonic relationships #batfamily x gender neutral reader #batfamily #batkids

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beatificwrites · 1 year

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would you maybe possibly consider out of the kindness in your heart write about Javi……..

—DOMESTIC

YES OFC!! FIRST JAVI FIC

word count: 664

content: pre-established relationship, domestic vibes, narcos spoilers (javi’s past) not too much detail tho, allusions to smut towards the end

As Javi stepped into the apartment, he could smell the aroma of your delicious cooking right away. He took off his shoes before walking over to the kitchen and coming up behind you.

“Hola, mi vida.” [my life] he greeted as his arms wrapped themselves securely around your waist.

You turned your head ever slightly to give him a kiss and he tried to deepen it. You gave in immediately and your lips parted ways a few seconds later.

“I hope you’re on the menu tonight...” he teased as his nose grazed against your bare neck.

You giggled and rolled your eyes before giving him one last peck, then turning around and drying your hands on a nearby cloth.

“Go wash up while I get your plate ready, cariño [dear].”

“Yes, ma’am.” he briefly said, before disappearing into your shared bedroom.

He left to go clean up and you got the plates ready for dinner.

You and Javi met only a year back when he was first stationed in Colombia. You worked and are still working at a humble bakery selling tasty Colombian delicacies and the world’s best coffee, of course.

Javi would stop by every morning to get himself a cup and you would always ring him up. Eventually, his routine stops became a means to an end just to see you. The guy was captivated by you.

Little did he know, you also looked forward to seeing him every morning and with time the two of you started talking and you gathered the courage to ask him out.

He was pretty shocked at first considering he figured he would be the one to ask but he could never turn down someone as good-looking as you.

You went on few dates since the life of a DEA agent actively trying to catch a drug lord didn’t offer much free time, but you didn’t mind.

Those few times you ate out or went over to his place, you enjoyed his company, nonetheless. As more time passed, you had completely fallen for him.

He fell for you too; it was hard for him to admit at first because he found commitment to be difficult. Ever since Loraine, he dreaded the thought. He also didn’t think you deserved a man like him.

You had to reassure him countless times that it didn’t matter and that you still loved him. And with that, you became a pair.

Your relationship was definitely very refreshing to him; he felt so different and at peace. Coming home to a nice meal like tonight or a clean apartment, that's usually dirty because he doesn't have the time to clean, is refreshing. He couldn't thank you enough.

Of course, he's not forcing you to do anything, but you love to show that you care by providing those simple domestic pleasures. You also don't like spending most of your time inside an unkempt home.

That aside, Javi came back from washing up and sat down at the kitchen island to dine with you. He gave you a peck on the cheek and thanked you. "Gracias, mi vida."

"Of course, love. You're hard at work every day you deserve a warm meal. Not takeout." You sat down next to him as you handed him his plate.

"You say that as if you don't work hard."

"Well, I do. Maybe not as hard as you but I do too which is why I'm eating with you."

You watched as he took a bite out of the food.

"Is it good?" you asked eagerly.

He hummed, "delicioso, amor. This is perfect."

"Good! You better like it." you laughed.

"Sweetheart, you work at a bakery. There's nothing you could make that I wouldn't like." he said as a matter-of-factly.

You finished eating and even though you assured him that you could wash the dishes, he persisted and proceeded to wash them anyway as another thank you for dinner.

Afterwards, you both laid on the couch for a while to just relax. He couldn't keep his hands off of you and there was no way you could resist him. You made out for a bit before he showed you once again how thankful he was.

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loonfull-sonnetzz · 4 days

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Requests

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Last Updated: 4/23/24

Status: open to requests for characters to be added and fic requests

Notice: Please read the rules before requesting, it explains the type of content I am willing and not willing to write. This post is more about what fandoms and characters I will write for.

these may change, and change often. My interests are constantly changing and adapting (thank you hyperfixations and burnout lol)

Anna Karenina

Alexei Vronsky, Anna Karenina

Bridgerton

the Bridgerton brothers, Penelope Featherington

Bullet Train

Tangerine, Lemon, Ladybug, The Prince, The Son, Maria

more TBA...

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xinyansho · 2 years

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Hellooooo I saw that you need requests sooo- 👀

I would like to see Xiao comforting his s/o (gn pls) while they're crying because they came out as genderfluid but the family didn't accept them, and now they're scared that Xiao would break up with them because of their identity (because Reader didn't came out to him yet).

My english sucks a lot but I hope you understand what I wrote 🥲

TYSM FOR REQUESTING

<33 ily platonicly ofc💖

Also fyi if anyone doesn't accept you for who you are you need to get them out if your life they are a negative person now on to the story.

Warm tears fell down your face you couldn't stop then from comming down. Your body fell down the back of the door. Why didn't they accept you, you thought it's not like you killed someone so why wouldn't you. You couldn't stop thinking about the entire argument and how you just had the perfect day with them in my for it too end in shambles. Your parents were never ones to really care about what you were in life but that never stopped you from tying to form a relationship with them and yes it had gotten better, but now it was horrible. You eyes hurt from the Puffiness of crying and tears still cane down your face. You thought about making yourself feel better so you got up from the floor, and went over to the bathroom getting ready to shower and make yourself some food and enjoy your alone time...

It didn't work you ended up burning your food literally you forgot your can't cook that well, and there was no hot water so you couldn't even shower. You felt like shit and like the day had gotten worse you continued to cry but than you heard the door open. Your boyfriend had just came home and you looked like a mess you hated it and you couldn't bring yourself to stop crying you just curled up into s ball and cried even more.

Xiao walked to your the kitchen and out down the food he has bought for the both of you, he heard little sobs and made his way to your shared bedroom. He saw you crying and felt horrible, "Are you okay?" you whispered in a low voice. You looked up at him and tried to respond but you couldn't and cried even more. He walked over to you and started to hug you and after told you to just keep breathing after a few minutes like this you calmed down and you both sat in silence. "Do you wanna tell me what happened?" he finally broke the silence in a concerned voice. You shook your head yes but your throat hurt from crying so much and your mouth was dry. He understood and took you too the kitchen and made you both made some food together it cheered you up a little bit and finally you both sat down. You finally ate and you felt so happy. But that didn't last very long when it hit you that your gonna have to tell your boyfriend your gender neutral what if he didn't accept you? Or called you names? Or said that theirs only one gender? OR...

you tried forgetting the thoughts in the back if your mind and got the courage to just say it "XIAO I'M gender neutral and-,(your voice started cracking and your eyes started to water) and if you can't accept that than I don't need you in my life." you said proudly and you felt arms form a hug around you. "It perfectly fine I accept you the way you are y/n you perfect to me i don't care." he said you cried a little and hugged him back "But why are you crying?" "W-Well my parents didn't accept me..." you said between breathes (I'm sorry for the studdering 😭) you felt a horrible presence or anger and madness let's just say he's no longer on good terms with your parents but you don't care because neither were you.

YOOOOO!!! I'M SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONGGG I LOW-KEY DIDN'T KNOW HOW TO START THIS ONE. BUT I HOPE YOU ENJOYED AND HAVE A WONDERFUL DAY OR NIGHT AND TYSM FOR REQUESTING <3

#genshin impact x reader #reader x genshin #genshin #malereader #x gender neutral #X reader #Xiao x reader #Xiao #Adeptus Xiao #genshin xiao #xiao x male reader #xiao x female reader #xiao x gn reader #x character #fypppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp #FYP

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tetriminas · 5 months

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dating Miles Edgeworth headcanons (Miles Edgeworth x fem reader)

He leaves you for a man

#tetri.txt #ace attorney #miles edgeworth #miles edgeworth x reader #sorry. no im not actually. make more x readers for men or even just gender neutral #im actually genuinely baffled at thw amount of fem reader miles stuff when 90% of the fandom sees him as gay. its nuts #1k #10k #20k

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emmyrosee · 2 months

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Sometimes, it’s just fun to mess with Sukuna.

He likes to think he’s got you figured out, like how he knows how to navigate each one of your antics like the back of his hand.

But right now, over ice cream, you decide to pull a fast one on him, keep him back on his toes and let him fester in the playfulness that sometimes slips from the relationship.

“Here kuna baby, try this,” you hum, passing him a spoonful of ice cream. He shrugs and leans over, taking the bite and chewing it thoughtfully.

“Pretty good.”

“Right?” You giggle, before wiping your spoon clean. “I didn’t think I’d like the bits of cookie but-“

“What the fuck was that?”

You quirk your brow as his raise in annoyance, looking at you angrily. “What was what, babe?”

“I know you didn’t just wipe your spoon clean,” he snaps. “Be so fucking for real.”

You giggle, “well… yeah… why wouldn’t I? I don’t want to eat your spit.”

“Eat my- WE MAKE OUT?!”

“That’s different,” you scoff. “That’s consensual. This was my spoon.”

His eyes are blown with annoyance as they look around your face for any indication that you’re full of shit and messing with him, but when you give him a simple shrug, he throws his spoon down and immediately grips your cheeks in his hands, pulling you into a messy, noisy kiss, which you squeal into. You taste the rocky road in his lips, and as much as you want to melt into the intense affection, to rile him up more, you bring yours hands to his chest to push him away.

“Kuna!” You gasp against his lips. “What’re you-“

“Look,” he snarls, pulling away angrily. “We’ve been together too long for us to think anything is gross. I refuse to let you think any part of me is gross. Dickhead. I’m perfect.”

“I was kidding!” You laugh, bringing your hands up to cup his cheeks. “There’s nothing in the world I find more attractive than you and your spit.”

Now, he lets out a gag and pulls a face at your words, “alright. Moods gone. You ruined it.” He shakes his head from your grip and pouts.

“Babyyyy,” you titter, grabbing and smushing his cheeks together while you nudge his nose. “There’s always a mood with you.”

“Yeah. And you constantly ruin it.”

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suprecorp · 7 months

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*girls when it is literally eating away at their psyche* whatever

#girls is gender neutral we can all be girls #when your psyche is literally deteriorating bc of x thing. you guys get it #my x thing was yellowjackets. like all of them. all of it #500 #1k #5k #10k

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floral-poisons · 1 year

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kind of wanna reinforce this here. because i’ve seen ai writing become so popular on tik tok.

ai writing is not okay.

it’s literally theft. just like how ai art steals, ai writing steals. it’s using authors’ very real work to generate whatever you type in. and this also needs to be said as well.

writing is a form of art. fanfiction is a form of literature.

seeing this all over my fyp is REALLY discouraging. fanfic itself is already a labor of love and we love it when you interact. but please do not use ai writing for your fanfic needs when this writing literally steals from fanfic authors.

genuinely don’t know if this post will go around because my interactions outside of hcs are shit, but i hope it does.

#twst #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #disney twst #ai #ai writing #ai art #ai art is stolen art #fanfic #x reader #gender neutral reader #male reader #female reader #anime

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stargirlrchive · 4 months

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simon who gets agitated when you mention you’re going to kiss a random stranger for your new years kiss. you’re all out at bar, none of you have anyone waiting back home so it only made sense that you would all spend it together at some worn down bar.

you’re laughing quietly as you mention it, shrugging your shoulders, “one kiss won’t hurt, plus it’s not like i’ll ever see them again.”

but simon can’t help the way his fingers prickle at the thought of your pretty lips on someone else’s.

it was about five minutes before the clock struck that you started prowling. a pretty smile on your face, batting your lashes when you found your pick.

of course, if you were able to have it your way you’d be kissing simon, but you knew that would never happen.

so it was even more of a shock when everyone starts counting down and you feel gloved hands wrapping around your wrist, gently tugging you until you stumble into someone’s broad and toned chest.

you’re about to protest when you realize it’s simon, his mask pulled up to his nose and face dipped down closer to yours.

“THREE…TWO…”

your breath hitched, if you moved a hair closer his lips would be on yours. but he was giving you room to pull away, his eyes searching yours for any hesitation but there was none.

“ONE!”

you’re the one that pushes your lips onto his, and he’s so warm and soft. his fingers digging into your hips as your hands wrap around his neck to pull him closer.

it’s messy, tongue and teeth and he’s kissing you like his life depends on it. pulling you flush against him as one of his hands threads through your hair.

you only come apart because someone, johnny, claps simon’s shoulder roughly. you can feel the way simon grumbles in annoyance when he pulls away.

the two of you caged in by the rest of your team, gaz ruffling your hair as he smiles knowingly at simon, “about damn time, lt.”

#simon riley #simon riley x reader #simon riley x reader smut #simon riley x gender neutral reader #call of duty #cod #simon ghost riley #simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost riley smut

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simonzmama · 23 days

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‘magine that hot sloppy make out sesh with hubby!simon!!!

his fingers would be curling into that soft, plush skin of your ass, nails digging their way through the thick second-skin of your jeans. n the diamond of his jaw tilts, tongue delving further into your mouth ‘til you’re ‘bout spluttering on that sweet, pink muscle.

you’ve got your own set of freshly manicured (thanks to him course) hands all up on him. cupping that v of his jaw, his neck, down every ridge of his hard-worked for abs. you struggle through every inhale, exhales heating his face as he swallows your warm breath and lets his mingle in your mouth.

he lets out a soft grumble when the edges of his pearly whites clash with yours n it fuels something in him. his fingers curl around the back of your head, tongue swirling n dancing around in your mouth till you struggle to keep up with him.

your fingers curl around the base of his neck, the band of your sparkling wedding ring cools his skin n causes his skin to rise in tender goosebumps. his tendons flex, fingers following suit n he can straight up feel the perk of his dick in his pants, the slight vulnerability that shoots down his spine drives him into an absolute frenzy.

he hikes you closer to him ‘till you can feel the rock of his pecs under your ass n you can’t help the giggle that passes you. his lips curl, spit mixing between your mouths before he’s pulling away and licking that string of saliva connecting your mouths as one.

“what’re you laughin’ for, hon? you tryna take a ride up here?”―୨୧⋆ ˚

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sant-riley · 6 months

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[Touchy feely] [tf141 headcanons]

(Romantic impied Task force 141 boys x gender neutral!reader headcanons :))

Summary: Being the sweetheart of the task force means the boys are not shy about the fact that they're all simps and always want some sort of contact with you at all times.

Consists of romantic/suggestive headcanons for each of the guys and little things they do with you <3

Words: about 1.5k (this was supposed to be short, whoops)

Warnings/Info: Can be read separately but it is intended that they all harbor feelings for you at the same time, possibly out of character for everyone, some swearing, the guys manhandle you, as always, let me know if I miss something!

Thinking about how each of the boys is so touchy with you, it doesn't matter where you are or who you're with, they're shameless.

Other units and teams who will sometimes share the base with 141 know better than to ask questions or directly say anything to one of the guys or you for that matter. Not that they could anyway, seeing as you always have at least one of them attached to your hip.

Price:

Anyone who walks into Price's office late at night to turn something in is used to seeing you next to the Captain on the little dingy loveseat he has in there.

John is usually smoking a cigar, taking care to not blow smoke your way while your head is resting on his shoulder. Your eyes closed as you hum at his words. It's terribly domestic for a military base.

John likes to gently play with your hair while he speaks about missions he's been on, always somehow trying to braid despite not knowing how to for jack shit, whether it because it's you or just the mindless motion, he's not willing to say.

John will usually walk you back to your room after dinner or time in his office unless he's swamped with work.

A small hand on the small of your back while he leads you. It's always a respectable touch, though he tucks you into his side, nodding at everyone you may pass.

If you're comfortable with it, he likes to press a kiss to your head, smiling that goofy ass smile, and tells you to get a good night's rest.

He lets you help him trim up his beard, he won't let you do all of it but he likes the closeness of it, him sitting down while you gently shape it up, tilting his head up and he tries his best to not stare directly at your chest.

The fact that he's letting you this close to his neck with a razor is a sign of trust, maybe small for others but for a man that doesn't drop his guard and doesn't truly trust others, it speaks volumes.

The first time he let you, you were barely putting any pressure and he grabbed your hand in his and showed you. "You're not gonna hurt me, put more force into it, yeah?"

Don't get me started on going out on walks in London with Price, he wraps you up in his beanie and some big leather jacket he has that dwarves you, helping you move through crowds by once again holding the small of your back, or taking your smaller hand in his. (He doesn't correct anyone if they mistake you as married)

He likes to kiss the back of your hand and laughs when it makes you blush and sputter out that his beard is scratchy.

Ghost:

Ghost is a subtle one, he won't actively reach for you or your hand but he does have some part of him against you most times.

Whether it be his leg, arm, or thigh, anything works. A normal place yall will be seen together is in the dining hall, you've both learned to ignore the stares from everyone else.

Simon never eats there, just sits with you until you're finished and then you both move on to either his quarters or somewhere else so he can peel his mask up to eat a bit.

However, while you're eating and telling him about anything under the sun, he'll lean over and wipe some crumbs off of your mouth with his thumb softly, which again, you're used to so okay whatever but Recruits always are taken aback in their seats.

Ghost's reflexes kick into overdrive with you. His hand going to cover a corner of a table 9/10 times before you completely wreck your shit, but when he does miss (sometimes on purpose).

He'll bring a hand up to rub at your head for you, chuckling under his breath before cooing down at you "That hurt pretty? Sure look like it did."

Whenever you two specifically are paired onto a mission, doesn't matter if any of the guys complain, he will share a cot/tent with you. He claims he runs the hottest (he doesn't, it's Johnny but he will not lose on this) and can keep your body the warmest.

He pretty much lugs you on top of him and wraps his arms around your waist, he'll press a hand against your head if you keep fidgeting, rasping at you to go to sleep. He takes great pride in the fact that you're usually out like a light very shortly.

I've said it once and I'll say it again, Ghost likes to hook a finger into your body straps and pull it really hard and let it smack you to get your attention if you're not actively paying attention to him, he'll soothe the area but he's smirking behind that fucking mask.

On that note, he definitely does the "You got something right here." And points at your chest and immediately pull up to flick your nose hard as fuck, he KNOWS his own strength but sometimes your eyes water and he immediately feels bad.

Ghost rests his head on your chest a lot, he finds your heartbeat to be soothing and reassuring, also grunts if you don't wrap your arms around him in return, bro literally shoves his head into you and groans

This is a grown man but it's cute so you let it slide bc he'll never ask for it outright, he just assumes you'll cradle his head.

Soap:

Johnny is the most shameless motherfucker here, I'm talking about draping himself over you, grabbing at your cheeks, ruffling your hair, kissing you dangerously close to your lips (it drives the others mad), he's the most unapologetic about it and will gloat to the others.

Manhandler #1, isn't above grabbing you by your hips and picking you up to move you somewhere, he's literally gone and grabbed you from some rookies side to come stand next to him with a smile and you're just so used to it that you just shrug and go along with it. (He gets slightly jealous, why would you stand next to some random ass dude and not him??)

Throws you over his shoulder, or likes you to cling to his front or his back and just carries you, he says it's a comfortable weight. If you ever dare say you're too heavy, he's gonna go to the gym and work out even more to PROVE to you that he simply doesn't care, he will carry you.

Extremely bad habit of sneaking into your room to fall asleep with you, Price has come into your room many times to see Soap sprawled on top of you, he's drooling and snoring and you're knocked the fuck out (he's like a glorified weighted blanket).

I've touched on this before but he only wants you to cut his hair for him, yeah he can go to the barber on base but he much prefers you and loves it when you scratch at his scalp. He also likes to just have his head in between your thighs but that's something else for another time-

Soap specifically slings you over his shoulder a lot, especially off base where he truly doesn't have any fucks to give.

You're not going to bed because you have other work?? Too bad, shoulder time you go. You're not willing to get up and make yourself food? Good thing he's here, either pick what you want from the kitchen or throw some clothes on bc he IS dragging you out of the house.

Johnny likes to draw on you a lot, it ranges from scribbles, to sometimes his name if he's feeling cheeky (he's drawn it on your thigh before and you didn't notice until Gaz shot you a look), to intricate drawings of whatever he can think whether it be a landscape or an animal.

He always holds you steady and it isn't uncommon for your limbs to fall asleep but it's worth it, if only to see him smile.

Gaz:

Gaz is probably the most secretly clingy person out of the four, he CAN function without your touch but does he PREFER to? No.

His first instinct in any situation is to grab you and shield you, he's the fastest of the four so his body moves without thinking and it's saved you more times than any of you would like to count.

The one mission where you both fell out of a moving truck, he tucked your body into his despite it costing him his shoulder popping out of the socket, you couldn't help but freak out while Ghost moved to pop it back into place.

"Why the fuck would you do that? Look at your arm!" "It's nothing." "Garrick what the fuck-"

When you're out anywhere off base, he's holding your hand, good luck trying to pull away bc he is not letting go. Too bad so sad, resign to your fate.

I think Gaz is definitely good at dancing, at least with you and when the right music is on, you cannot tell me this man wouldn't twirl you around and shit-fight me on it. He'll even lift you off your feet, laughing when you scramble to grab at his shoulders.

He goes stark still if you rest your head on his shoulder, not because he's nervous but because he's worried about waking you up when he knows you deserve a rest.

He'll usually wrap his arm around your shoulder to hold you in place so the heli ride doesn't jostle you so much, gentleness rubbing his knuckles along your arm to soothe you.

Gaz is the one who holds you when you have nightmares, on rare occasions when Soap isn't in your room and you just need to be held with no talking, you always without thinking find yourself in Kyle's room, his arms wrapped around your waist as he tucks your head under his chin, no questions asked.

He'll maybe hum a tune to help you relax but other than that, he lets you lead the way.

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kentopedia · 3 months

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nanami kento, who hates dating, and didn’t do much of it in his early twenties. but now, he’s almost thirty, watching all the people he works with settle down, have kids, and he thinks he wants that. so he might as well try.

so satoru sets him up on a few dates — friends of friends, he calls them. and at the end of every one of the dinners, kento goes home empty, exhausted, because he knows what they want is not the same.

still; he thinks maybe he’s being a little self-destructive, maybe too picky, maybe he just got so used to being alone. with satoru’s insistence, he gives all the women another call, invites them over to his apartment.

the first time was a disaster… kento had barely set the dinner on the table before his cat had hissed at her, scratched her down the arm in a thin gash. and though it did draw blood, it was hardly enough to warrant that reaction.

he didn’t even try to stop her as she picked up her bag and left, huffing like she’d been morally offend. kento, though, could only smile to himself in amusement.

because maybe kento was a poor judge of character, a man who was secretly hoping nothing would pan out — but his cat could certainly tell the good from the bad.

it became a little game to him, after that. seeing if anyone could win his pet over, and if they could, perhaps they were the one. his darling animal was a fickle thing anyway. a bit too defensive, quick to bite anything threatening after years on the streets.

naturally, no one came back twice.

he was close to giving up, accepting his solitude because he was tired of empty conversations over dinner. but then, he ventured out over the weekend to a new coffee shop, during hours he normally didn’t spend out of his home, and met you.

though you only talked for a moment, kento felt like maybe he’d known you in a past life. a part of him thought maybe it was strange, the way he kept coming back to talk to you, catching you at the end of your shift to see if you wanted to grab a coffee sometime.

by the second date, kento started to think you could turn out to be his best friend.

by the third date, kento wondered if soulmates were real.

on the fourth date, almost two months later, an appropriate time to get to know someone when you were as reserved as kento, he invited you over for dinner. it was, perhaps, the final confirmation he needed to let himself be with you.

he let you through the door, smiling softly as you told him about the book you were reading, and hung his coat on the rack. a moment later, you stopped, distracted, hands covering your mouth in a gasp.

“kento! she’s the cutest cat i’ve ever seen, you didn’t even show me pictures!” you exclaim, and, a few feet away, crouched down. “look at her pretty eyes…”

“careful,” kento said, “she’s not very—“

but the cat approached your outstretched hand, sniffed once, before letting you scratch her under her chin, purring loud enough for kento to hear across the room.

“shes such a sweetheart, you told me she was mean!” you smiled, making a cooing noise as you threaded your fingers through her fur. “kento’s a liar, isn’t he… you’re so precious.”

a few moments later, she snapped her jaw at you in a biting motion, and you only laughed, withdrawing your hand. “alright, i get it, i won’t bother you anymore.”

though she still brushed against your legs, just as she did kento’s, and seemed to communicate some sort of message to him.

“do you want any help cooking?” you ask, tucking your hair behind your ears. “i’m a disaster in the kitchen, but—“

“sure,” kento said, his chest tightening as he blinked back at you, only in his apartment for minutes and already looking as at home there. he wondered if it was possible to fall in love so quickly. “but only if you want to.”

#this is very silly #i just wanted to get it out of my drafts #i’ve had this thought for a while but #i decided i didn’t want to write a whole drabble so now you get this #kento being inexperienced at dating & not enjoying it is very special to me #and so is him having a cat tehe #selfship coded i suppose bc reader is me but it’s not that obvious i hope #beloved kento 💋 ୧⋆ ˚｡⋆#nanami x reader #xoxo rylie 💌 ୧⋆ ˚｡⋆#jjk x reader #nanami x you #nanami fluff #nanami x gender neutral reader

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emmyrosee · 3 months

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I DONT WANT TO HEAR A PEEP-

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“‘Kuna?”

“Go away.”

“Would you still love me if I was a worm?”

“I barely tolerate you as a human, you want me to tolerate you as a literal pesk?”

You jaw drops as Sukuna continues to play his game, thumbs tapping expertly on the controller as the violence breaks out on screen. He’s propped on his pillows while you’re curled into his side, the heat from his body sticky and warm as you use his chest as a pillow to thumb through your phone.

Only slightly hurt now that he’s mentioned he wouldn’t like you still.

“I bet yuuji would still like me,” you grumble.

“To be frank, I don’t really care what yuuji does.”

If he didn’t want you to see the way his jaw ticked at the mention of his brother, he did a poor job of it.

You notice it. And of course, you smirk as you sit up to prod him more.

“I bet he’d pick me up in a little leaf, carry me home and put me in a little tank,” you begin. “I bet he’d hand feed me fruit to my little mouth and make me such a happy worm.”

“Well then why don’t you go fuckin’ date yuuji then?” He snarls, motioning at the door. “Since he’d just love you so much.”

“I don’t want to date yuuji,” you pout back. “I want to date you. I love you. Even if you don’t love me-“

“For fucks sake-“ he pauses his game and, before you can ask, he flips you onto your back, straddling you and gripping your shoulders. He shakes you, and you squeal as he does.

“Yes, I’d still like you. Yes, I’d build you a stupid little cage. Yes I’d charge people to come look at you. Yes I’d feed you fruit, and yes I’d pet you every day. Yes. Yes. A million times yes, fucking let me play in peace.” With each few words, he pulls your shoulders up before slamming them back down into the bed, the springs bouncing you back into his hands.

“‘Kuna!” You giggle, your arms bending at the elbow to make minimal distance between you and your man, and despite the annoyance he wishes to convey, there’s a cheesy smile on his face, brows furrowed in focus and chest heaving from his speech and the act of bouncing you so intensely. He stops with a sigh, sitting up straight and smoothing his hair back.

“You’re such a fuckin’ nuisance,” he insults.

You smile and sit up to meet his face, cupping it in your hands to guide him into a kiss. He scoffs before ultimately leaning down to comply.

“Im your nuisance,” you mewl, giggling against his lips.

“Sadly.”

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