#yea ty anon that one

[donaviolet]

himiko yumeno for the character bingo?

yesss the ultimate silly magical girl!!!! she used to be my fav character when I first got into danganronpa >:3

bonus Himiko because this one took me way too long:

#she was my fav alongside kokichi ofc #I just saw her and went oh yea thats me #I relate a lot to her too.. im also super lazy and have no idea what I would do if I ever lost my friends #im still not over ch3 #I dont hate kiyo tho his story is pretty sad and he deserved better too :( #EVERYONE in ch3 deserved better :(( #i think she legit deserved to survive. her development didn't suck that much is just that it was just too sudden #like one sec she was crying and in the other she was already super motivated and boom character development #her development could have been a bit slower and more detailed since she had lot of time (chapters) to do so #but I still like her a lot :> #ty anon!! #asks #danganronpa #drv3 #himiko yumeno #himiko #bingo #character bingo #art #my art #kinda random but I loved this palette no idea how I even came up with it #I just picked the colours from her sprite and put a filter over it and it worked??

[mrpenguinpants]

The way you write makes me feel like that one meme with Saoirse Ronan, where she goes "WOMEN-", like, THAT magnitude of emotions. When I read others' works, I can call them heartwarming/cool/etc, basically, most I feel is "aw, that was nice!", but your writing not only is "nice", it is really damn interesting; you're not just telling a story, you're making me crave more, and be like "oh oh oh OH WHAT HAPPENS NEXT!?" and it is such an intense internal response from me that has never been awakened in me before, i just had to let you know. I'm sorry if it came off weird, in my defense i am weird as a whole. Cheers!

This wasn't weird at all, it was actually really sweet (❤´艸｀❤). I really like hearing other people's uh reactions? Reactions to what I write which lowkey sounds egotistical of me to say but it doesn't change the fact that it feels nice.

I totally get what you mean though, I look at my old word and think the same. It's not bad or anything, I'm not shaming my old work, but I can definitely see it as "wow that was nice.". I know I touched on it briefly but I feel like my writing has flipped where I'll make the scenario first and then put the character in. Not sure if that makes sense but I can't put my fics into a single-word headcanon like I could before.

#this was sweet #really sweet #ty for sharing ;u; #OH AND IF YOU WANNA KNOW MORE IM SO DOWN TO JUST WRITE LITTLE TIDBITS #i really wanted to do that for that one alhaitham fic but i felt it was too uh egotistical?? idk if that's the right word but basically yea #like ik that one anon that asked for more of dottore with the ditzy receptionist and like #im down to write little notes about it #not really like an oc thing but just writing small scenarios and all that #im getting sidetracked but yeah i totally get what you mean #that feeling of oh that was nice #i mean i get it because most of the time its like #kissing scenario x or holding your hand y or shit like that #like i used to write that way and there's nothing wrong with that but its uh pretty bare bones? #wrong choice of words im mainly talking about my own work #i think the closest i got to what i write now is my overarching xiao series #idk i feel like right now im writing more for myself and what I want to see happen #rather than the other way around and writing what I think the someone would want the character to do #does that make sense? #i have no idea either way this was nice anon really happy you sent this my way #not weird at all just really sweet #super duper big mwah #lovely anon #anon ask

[foxtriestobiteandmaimandkilland]

I’m loving your jrwi updates btw, it’s so fun to see you experience the whole campaign!! I’m glad you’re enjoying it :DDDD

Would love to hear your guesses for what’s going to happen in the next few, because it is a LOT lmaooo 👀

Also quick note - most of us in jrwiblr tag our liveblogs as “#jrwilb” (and not #jrwi) so that we don’t accidentally spoil people in the main tag!! Since the campaign is so long yknow, there’s always people still catching up :O

Anyway just thought I’d pop by and say how much I’m enjoying all your reactions heheheh

aww tysm !!!! ty for the notice on what tag 2 use ill b sure to swap 2 that from now on !!!! sorry 4 the many many wrongly tagged posts ill probably go back n retag what i can (altho it is definitelyyy a lot so itll take some time 2 do) so rn im in the middle of listening to episode 90 but my GUESS for the next few episodes?? errr. hm well its a little difficult to guess because like the crew has abt ten million different things on their to do list. buttttt. well it does feel like everything is definitely boiling up to some sort of big all out navy vs pirates type thing but im not sure if that could rlly happen within likeee. what 10 more episodes ? i think theres like 100 in total so far right ? i mean i guess it could happen bc most of the arcs happen in like 5ish episodes. so maybe that ? thatd actually be sick tho like. avengers endgame style. i think. idk i didnt watch it

im assuming they do finally go back to zero with no more distractions and like meet ollies mum and HOPEFULLY everythings absolutely fine and nothing could possibly go wrong with that.

errrr well they only got finn back recently soo arlin is probablyyyy definitelyyy not a possibility bc finns not even awake yet so even tho i was sortaaa expecting them to find him by around this time back when i was listening 2 like episodes 20 or 30 that is. probably for like. 140 or smth like that idfk.

errr welll. yeah honestly the only things i can rlly expect r like. navy vs pirates thing. anddd. caspian finally being open w how much he flirts w the crew like oh my goddd. godddd idk man like. fuckin anythinggg could happen like omg. altho i think i am expecting some more riptide n. er. whatever. lizzies crew was called. smthberries. but more of them 2gether. AND MORE EARL NOW !!! bc hes back. anddddd yeah :3

#day thoughts #errr wait i actually do not know what 2 tag this one as bc its not LIVEBLOGGIng wait #jrwi spoilers #i will make do w that 4 now until i know anything else 2 tag it w #i do apologise again 4 all the wrong tagging anddd yea i will change that now #but ty 4 the ask anon !!!!! <3

[fairymint]

would the twins ever date someone together? not in a they’re together way but in a “we schedule time with our so without the other twin around very well and also don’t mind sitting on the couch together while they’re on the middle” kinda way.

or at least has one twin ever had a crush on the same person as the other? has it ever been a problem?

I also wanna know if Felix has ever had a relationship with more than one person!

oooh yeah, I don't think the twins would...not because I think they'd be bothered by the situation, I think my two muses specifically would be bad at sharing. In general, with each other, and they're both like....suuuuper clingy boyfriends tbh. as an aside, it's one reason I haven't ship-whored them out so to speak; they're semi region locked too.

Now, close platonic contact I can see here and there as a result of their somewhat co-dependancy- it just wouldn't ring true of that romantic feel for one of them, they'd be your brother.

Now, as far as crushes on the same person, this is actually a pretty common problem w. my twins- and they're really competitive about it, maybe not overtly but....subtly. Like, getting together with one does bring about the nature of them taunting, rubbing it in each other's face after the fact. Like one of them 'Won'., that's just the cain instinct biting really hard into them. Doesn't help that they have different flirting 'styles', with Ingo being very subtle and Emmet super blatant. I HC, at least with Felix, but probably in general...that it's a time and place kinda thing. Luck, on who get noticed first or gets a moment to go in for the kill, so to speak.

As for Felix, I've a few poly ships w/ him, i think waaaay in the past I've discussed he works good w/ two men. the last serious one i thought about was probably.....Volo and Adaman, mostly in the sense of like....Volo gets tired of all the subtext. Like, ig something about my Volo muse specifically is that he's willing to tease two people, pushing them together in that sort of sense. So it's another instance of Volo gift-wrapping Felix to use as bait, figuratively, my muse is weird like that. The way these things play out it's hard for the other guy to date Felix without him dating Felix, I guess....?

I'm like, super down with poly and Felix would definitely date two guys (besides Volo and Teal here), I think the usual obstacle is plotting and finding ships like that in the first place- i think most partners are either monogamous or something. and i feel like finding just one ship partner is rare enough? but it's on the table!

#ask. #ooc. #ingo. #emmet. #shipping. #volo. #i just rlly like adaman so of course my volo muse is like 'yes. let's capitalize on this' #so possessive and jealous that....he shares? ig? or maybe he likes assisted domination #as a note my hubby and i are kinda poly irl. romantically taken but sexually. technically. not that i can say we sleep around but yea #Felix is down to clown w/ multiple guys in general. relationship or not. he's just. skittish #but yea like planning out ships for one twin and they fuckin chime into the other like 'HEY LOSER. i fucked ur crush we're in love now' #it's sooo dumb #ask to tag #ty anon!

[yappacadaver]

I know you write for your oc. and I’m very nervous and shy to ask but will you ever do an x reader??

I only read 1 fanfic based on x reader

This feels really forced😭😭

aa dont be nervous it's a normal thing to ask xD

but i've never really considered myself a writer and never planned on doing any other fics besides TWIG o_o if i'm being honest i never planned on writing fic in the first place but i'm being possessed by the spirit of rayumi lmao

it's unfortunate but we'll probably need to hold out for a more prolific writer to make the x reader content you want u_u but again no worries and I hope you find what ur looking for! or you could make it <w< (i would love to read if you take a crack at it!)

#if we're talking raymond x reader i think i know the fic you're talking about and that one was honestly not bad at all #like yea i would suck his dick in the mortuary that's pretty in character #ahsdfgdfgdf but i love u anon ty for asking tho!!!!! #just genuinely baffled (in a good way) that anyone out there wants more writing from me xD #who knows though maybe in 20 years when i've finally finished up TWIG i could redirect that energy into something else #yappa answers

[fanfictiongreenirises]

Ooh Cangse Sanren for the blorbo thing?

MICROSCOPE!!! GOTTA EXAMINE THIS WOMAN UNDER A MICROSCOPE!!! mostly bc we got so little about her that even a vague glimpse would give us more info than what we have ;~;

but also i kinda go feral for mother figures who died so early in canon that their kids pop them on a pedestal because they have no idea who their actual mother is, because then it's especially fun to think about them coming back to life and have their kid be the one to be like. microscope pls. (also v fun to imagine modern fucked up verisons of the character... gotta add a little freak juice to your middle aged mothers <3)

#tag games #unhinged character bingo #asks #you know those asks that make you feel like you're about to get anon hate when you post the response? yea... #ty for this one this was super fun!!! #anonymous

[theloveinc]

I didn't see but I guess some things were public and it got out of hand sorry if my ask was one of them. In some ways it's kind of funny that on Tumblr there still catty drama that can happen with a smaller amount of users ha - hiding anon

Nah, don’t apologize for being a good friend. Honestly, that other anon had a great point bc as much as I wanted to thank u all individually for ur funny and understand messages, I also really didn’t want to escalate anything further. Clearly, whoever those people are/were don’t have qualms about picking fights, so I just felt like it was the best choice to end the whole thing before it started.

But, that wasn’t your fault!! And I appreciated what you and everyone else had to say A LOT, a lot, a lot!!! You’re definitely right about the cattiness… seems like people here thrive on it. Oh well. We’re better than them🫡

#no what u and everyone said was so sweet and I wanted to answer a lot #I’m just sure I’ll have a couple stalkers on this account for a while so #I might as well just not give them shit to talk about #but yea #it’s amazing how I was accused of starting a fight when I didn’t even want to fight #I was just talking to u guys #being rude maybe but not like. anything I wanted to get out #and then… #lmao I’ll stop there #but Ty anon !!! #for ur thoughts #I feel a little crazy so I’m glad I’m not the only one who thinks this har har har #caitie answers #anon

[tearsofastraeax]

hiii i just love ur stories and i was wondering, could u write a story where a lot of girls flirt with ghost (cause he's just so hot tbh) and we're crying and feeling bad bcs we're scared he'll find better since he dosen't reject or ignore them??

ty a lot and take care <3

thank u anon ♡ i had so much fun writing a lil angst

sorry it took me longer than expected to wrap up your request, the creative juices are not flowing these days, but i hope you enjoy ♡₊ ⊹

It's no surprise to you that going out with an incredibly fine piece of man is going to come with some jealous feelings here and there.

Just a couple weeks after you started to hang out with Ghost, you noticed women staring at him. But you didn't blame them, how could they not stare? Ghost just naturally attracts women, with his broad shoulders, his veiny arms, those giant hands ... you could go on and on forever.

But you never expected to find yourself sitting in your bedroom, hiding underneath the blanket and silently sobbing into your pillow because of it.

Earlier that day when you were out with Ghost for a drink it really hit you. You had barely left for a minute to head to the bathroom, but when you came back you saw a beautiful woman standing next to him. Inching closer and closer to him, her hand on his shoulder and a flirty smirk on her face. And it didn't look like he was opposed to it in the slightest. His body was slightly angled towards her, his face covered in mystery behind his mask, but you could feel his smile, you just knew.

Your heart felt like it was about to drop, break apart, stop beating all together. Your stomach was in knots. Your thoughts ran a mile a minute, you had no right to be jealous, right? You were only seeing the man for a couple of weeks now, nothing serious... only, at one point, unbeknownst to you, your little heart had accepted him in and made it serious. You were fucked, royally fucked.

To feign calmness you took a slow breath, in and out. Before you made your way back to Simon and the woman still plastered to his side. You coughed uncomfortably to make them both aware of your presence.

It took him a moment to take his eyes off the woman, before he turned to you.

"Oh, this is my friend, y/n," he looked back towards her, gesturing to you.

You all but managed to swallow the big lump that had formed in your throat. His friend? Is that all you were? A friend? Nothing more? Did it only take one beautiful woman to suddenly make you nothing but a friend to him? You should have known this, it was just too good to be true. Of course he would find someone better than you. You felt your eyes begin to water, but you aggressively blinked the tears away. No, you were better than this.

"Yea, his friend", you pressed out, a tight and obviously fake smile on your lips. "Who is just about to leave actually. Have fun."

You grabbed the jacket haphazardly thrown over the seat next to the one you were just sitting on and turned around. Your legs carrying you out of the bar, you couldn't wait to get out of there, to just get away, as far as possible.

What you didn't see was Ghost's slightly confused expression as he watched you leave. But what you did know was he didn't follow you. Didn't he notice how upset you were? Did he just not care?

You huffed out an annoyed sigh, at yourself, at him, at the world, at everything.

You had barely made it home, slamming the door behind you, before the tears came. They welled up, making everything blurry, and then they came crashing over you like a wave, making it hard to breathe, harder to see and impossible to do anything but slide down against the door and sob into your hands.

And there you were, laying in bed, an hour later, still fucking pissed and sad and helpless and jealous and ...

Your phone vibrated next to you, Simons name popping up on your screen. You tried to ignore the call but he immediately called again. Deciding to pick it up you heard a low growl in your ear, the hairs on your neck standing up, a slight shiver running down your back.

“Open the fucking door, y/n.”

The edge in his tone made you immediately jump off the bed. For a quick moment though you stopped in your tracks, hating how he could command you and make you feel, how he had so much power over you when clearly he didn't feel the same about you.

But you heard him pounding on your door, so you hurried to open it. The door swung open and his eyes immediately bore into yours. You swallowed down a thick lump in your throat as he crowded into you, effectively pushing the two of you into the apartment. He slammed the door behind him shut and stared down at you, never breaking eye contact.

"What the fuck was that?" He growled. You couldn’t fucking believe his attitude, weren’t you the one that was supposed to be angry?

You took in a deep breath before you answered, "well, I wasn't the one flirting with some chick..."

You meant for the words to come out more powerful, maybe even as aggressive as his. To make him understand that he had no fucking right to barge in here like this and act as if he had the right to demand answers.

"You...", his gaze softened then, shifting into ... surprise? "You're jealous?"

All you could do was shrug, feeling too raw from crying to vocalise your feelings. But to your surprise, he didn't say another word, his hand softly cradling your cheek. Your skin underneath his felt hot to the touch as you looked up to him. His eyes seemed so soft and gentle then, making your breath hitch in your throat. The feeling of him wrapped around you like a warm blanket was overwhelming. His gesture nearly stitching your heart back together all by itself.

"I'm sorry... I-", was all he could say before his lips pressed onto yours, so harsh and hurried, yet somehow gentle and sweet.

His hands slowly travelled down your body, once he reached your ass, he lifted you up so effortlessly, your legs immediately wrapping around his, as he carried you to the bedroom.

He gently whispered between kisses, "I'm gonna make it up to you, I promise."

#Simon Riley x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #ghost x reader #simon riley x you #simon ghost riley x you #ghost x you #Simon Riley angst #ghost angst #request #✧･ﾟ⊹ astra writes 📖

[dwindlinghaze]

Hello! Soo I was wondering if I could request a RemusxReader oneshot/blurb with this scenario. Hear me out:

Reader openly talking to the girls about her crush on Remus she as had for years and just being so casual talking about how much she likes him and thinks he's amazing and hot, and how much she loves him (practically me simping for Rem) and she isn't embarrassed cuz she's known Lily and Marlene for years and they're used to talk like that and tease each other kindly (they usually do it to Lily). But they don't know that Remus and the boys are "accidentally" listening to their conversation.

Lmk what you think! Thankyou ly, byebye <3

moon river

(remus lupin x reader)

contents : fluff, the marauders being nosy af and eavesdropping, bad writing and not proofread :(

a/n : hello anon!!! ty so so much for the request and im so so sorry for taking so long in writing it. but hey i am here and im at your service ;) i rly hope u like this and it fulfilled what you asked for ☁️☁️

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"[y/n] are you free tonight? or does loverboy has to take you away before midnight?" marlene said, linking your arms together as you two walked inside the common room.

"yes... why?"

"charms."

"charms?"

"assignment."

"oh-"

"yes."

"charms assignment that you need me to help you with?"

"obviously,"

"ah fine," you eyes slowly averted to the smile of none other that remus lupin. your mind goes fuzzy all of a sudden. he was joking and laughing with james in front of the fireplace. "he looks so happy today," you whispered to yourself, smiling.

"aww, you care about his happiness! just make out already," marlene said, wiggling her thick brows.

"that's one step beyond. not ethical," you shook your head in a mocking manner. "where's lily by the way? is she up here already?"

marlene shrugged as she opened the door to the dormitory, letting the warm air hit both of their faces.

later that night, you were helping marlene out on the charms essay and let's just say... it wasn't going as planned.

"marl, it's not how it is. you have to read the whole thing first then make your own summary about it so professor flitwick won't accuse you of plagiarism."

"but there's too many! why isn't there a charms to shorten paragraphs," she whined like a child on the sidewalk when their moms didn't get ice cream.

"liliana, help me over here. marl doesn't want to read,"

"i doing my eye mask, can't stand up," she reasoned stupidly.

"eye masks stick to your under eyes. yes you can stand up without them falling off. i wish remus was here, he can probably summarise four pages in just two minutes, he's incredibly smart," you closed your little tired eyes.

"if remus was here, he wont be teaching me anything, he would be too busy with you," marlene scoffed, although she is teasing.

"that's right," lily agreed. "remember this morning when [y/n] dropped mashed potatoes on his head? he didn't even blame her! he was blushing."

"also in dada, didn't you see remus was basically mumbling a mantra to be partnered up with [y/n], that's so sweet," marlene continued in a teasing voice, her charms assignment completely tossed of to the side.

you think to yourself, a conversation about remus late at night is way more interesting than charms. so you didn't budge. "aw yea he did, i saw," you cheeks turned crimson as you smile.

"isn't he just so... beautiful? i never look at anyone- except for my barbie dolls when i was five- this way. he is just right in every way."

"mhmmm keep going my love," marlene replied, after noticing a slight crack in the door with the marauders behind it. they were appalled when marlene saw them but marlene stays quiet, sending a wink their way.

at first, they were up here because james wanted to return lily's hair clip in which the boy slyly stole during class for this moment. but the others insisted to go up to see her reaction for some reason.

remus wouldn't complain though. he got to hear what the girl he loves for so much has to say bout him when he's not around.

your back was facing the door with your legs crossed over your chest and you hugging them. "his face may be pretty, but i think his heart is way prettier. for god's sake he holds my hand when i was anxious for that history presentation! he knows my needs so well."

"yes, that's so kind of him," lily urged for you to continue so she can tease you about it the next morning in front of remus lupin.

"and the best part is, remus respects women! he treats me like how i treat the girls and women around me. that's the hottest thing a guy could ever do," you dazed out, burying your face in between your kneecaps.

"ugh we love a respectful king, don't we girls!" marlene said purposely loud so remus can hear the conversation wide and clear from the door. his eyes were basically making heart eyes at the back of your head, his smile is like he had just won a contest and to hide that would be so dishonest.

"i told you to get her on a date sooner, she is the one!" sirius nudged remus rather harshly, but he was too focused on you.

"but what i don't like about him is the fact that he thinks he's not worthy of anything. he is. he deserves the biggest apology and happiness there ever was. he is like a moon river. i would roll my ship at night just to see the sparkles that he got. my huckleberry friend."

"isn't that enough to confirm that [y/n] loves you back, remus?" marlene shouted, her vision straight to the door.

your eyes widened in panic as your blood rushed into your cheeks. was remus hearing all of this? oh no freaking way- he can't be!

the door swung open, revealing the marauders who were standing with their jaws on the floor.

"i'm going out," lily spoke up, slipping out the door with james running after her like a lost puppy.

"you better do something," marlene winked at remus as she pushed him inside the room. remus nodded numbly, processing on what just happened. marlene was already dragging sirius down to give their friends privacy.

"hey, can i come in?"

"gosh i'm so sorry you heard all of that! you don't understand how embarrassing it is for me right now. i wish to disappear!" you scrunched your face, mortified by what his reactions may be.

"listen, uh, what you said were- it really makes me happy that you think of me that way because... so do i! i've been scared to say anything because i just- wasn't sure if you like me that way or not..."

"well, you heard it... what am i going to do now," you whispered the last part under your breath.

lucky for remus, he's got super hearing powers due to his lycanthropy so he heard that as clear as the sky is blue. "we can do what girlfriend and boyfriend do," remus answered shyly, playing with the end of your blanket that dropped from your bed.

"excuse me ma'am, you haven't asked me for dinner yet and now we're girlfriend and boyfriend?" you said in a joking manner to ease the tension out.

"okay let's do baby steps. come here, m'love, want to hold my girl," he opened his arms with his eyes closed. does he even know how cute he is right now?

#x reader #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin fluff #remus lupin blurb #remus lupin imagine #remus lupin x reader fluff #remus lupin headcanon #remus lupin fic

[the-traveling-poet]

hello!! may i ask something based on a recent dream :) levi ackerman x reader in the end of the war, that scene when he's seeing all his dead friends ect... and the reader is a cadet who tought he died, and as soon them see levi and know the war is over they go like "would you marry me?" in a blunt way, just spiting the words like nothin' bc of the shock 😭 ty!!! eng is not my first language so sorry 4 any errors :)))))

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As the war came to an end, Levi could finally find the time to just sit and rest; alone and unbothered.

Or at least, he had dared to assume so.

As if he didn’t have enough racing through his exhausted mind, having you plop down beside him and spout off your feelings gives him even more to think about.

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Pairings: Levi x Cadet!Reader

Warnings: Finale spoilers, language

taglist: @21aurora @deepzombieyouth @braunsbabe

If you’d like added to the taglist for oneshots, drabbles, and headcannons; just DM me :)

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A/N: Absolutely anon! Writing fics of the finale has been a sort of cure for the depression the ep caused for me :)

As always if anything written doesn’t fit your preferences, I’ll happily rewrite!

Enjoy ~

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As the air cleared of smoke and dust, you were finally able to take in deep breaths to fill your aching lungs. It burned, sure, but at this point the burn was welcoming. It distracted you, if only for a moment, of the way your joints ached and groaned with overexertion and slowed the racing of your mind.

Picking yourself back up, you looked around your immediate surroundings with weary eyes. You’d made it. Against all odds, you’d survived.

I’m alive?

I’m alive….

I’m…alive.

Nothing but that train of thought kept you sane as you walked sluggishly among the rubble from the war. Unconsciously you registered movement all around you, but really you never saw a thing. The shock of being alive was what powered every step you took. Where were you going? You really hadn’t the faintest idea. Still trapped in a daze you could only think of one thing.

I made it out alive…

Just as suddenly as you had started, you stopped dead in your tracks near a particularly large boulder marring the ground.

I’m alive…but what about him?

With newfound purpose you picked back up your pace and squinted your eyes to peer at every shape you saw moving about the hazy war zone.

Seeing someone slump to the ground a ways ahead of you, you drug your feet in that direction. Seeing a familiar tuff of inky black hair, you sighed in relief just behind him. Before he could turn over his shoulder to peer at you with his one good eye, you’d already plopped yourself down at his side with a grunt.

“Levi,” you grunted tiredly.

He merely shot you a look out of the corner of his eye, too tired to even face you.

“Brat.”

Snorting a breath through your nose in place of a laugh, you rested your head against the bounder at both your backs. Looking him over quickly, you grinned.

“You look like shit.”

“Yeah? Could say the same for you, but that’s not entierly true.”

You stared at him inquisitively, waiting for him to answer. Realizing you were staring, he let out an exasperated sigh.

“I’ve never seen a titan as ugly as yours. Glad you’re back to being human.”

“Damn Cap, that’s rude.” You broke out in a quick laugh. Thinking it over for only half a second, if that, you stretched out on the ground and slid your head over onto his shoulder. He flinched at first, but lacked the physical or mental energy necessary to shove you off.

A moment of silence overcame the two of you while you fiddled with your shirt sleeves, watching Levi out of the corner of your eye as he merely stared off into space.

“That boulder kinda looks like a sheep, from a distance,” you suddenly blurted out. Again Levi sighed, finally looking over at you once again.

“We just saved the damn world. Would it kill you to sit in silence to enjoy it for a moment?” He asked tiredly.

“Yeah…Yeah it would,” you reply quietly. “Silence is great and all, but after everything today, I just want company. For awhile. Hell, maybe forever.”

Levi raised a brow, turning back to stare off at the cloudy horizon as he contemplated your words. Indeed after everything, being left alone sounded far worse than getting up and moving on. So for now, he allowed it.

You both knew he didn’t detest your presence. For years now, you’d both come to rely on one another, in one way or another. To have you alive and well at his side through it all was something Levi considered a blessing. Even if you liked to talk far more often than he did. It was amusing for the both of you.

“Yknow, Levi…” You trailed off, looking up at him from his shoulder. “We’ve fought so hard, and for so long. We deserve some peace and tranquility.”

“I had that before you started yapping.” Levi scoffed, but only half heartedly.

“I’ve been thinking…” you trailed off, completely ignoring his comment.

“That’s a first. I suppose you’re gonna tell me all about it, too.”

“I am,” you replied cheerfully, lifting your head to look him dead in the eye. “Yknow, we’re one of the few original Scouts left. We should get married. Run off into the sunset. Start a new life.”

Levi nearly choked on his own spit. As it was, his eyes went comically wide and a slight blush adorned what of his face you could see through the bandages.

“M-married?” he managed to choke out.

“Yeah, married. I could be your wife, you could be my husband. So what do you say? You wanna get married when we get back?” you asked with a grin, reaching out to ruffle his hair playfully.

Levi stared at you as though you’d suddenly transformed into a titan again, eyes wide and lips slightly parted in surprise. After a brief moment he managed to compose himself, clearing his throat and nervously looking away.

“You’re skipping a few parts, brat. You don’t just ask someone to marry you right off the bat like that.”

“Well I may not have a ring right now, but why not? We’ve known eachother for years; we can count that as dating. We’ve lived together both in HQ and while on the run; we can count that as engagement.” You rattled off lightheartedly. But with the look in your eyes mirroring his, you both secretly knew you meant every word you spoke.

Surprisingly, Levi seemed to be considering your question. As he mulled it over, you took the time to really admire his features as you wondered what he could possibly be thinking at this moment. Finally, he daringly met your eye once more. Nearly holding your breath in anticipation, you blushed at the sight of a small smirk starting to adorn his lips.

“Firstly; traditionally, I should be asking you that question. Secondly; your boldness never ceases to surprise me, brat. Even after all this time. But I suppose it’s endearing in some weird, fucked up way. Thirdly…I’ll think about it, Y/N.”

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[dreamywriter143]

i’ve actually never made a request before so i’m actually nervous 😶

uhh so please if you can i’d really like subby!neteyam cumming from tail play and like idk neck kissing or smthn

i think that would be a lot of fun

um okay yea thank you for listening and ur consideration ig? okay bye thank you 🐰

Sweet Boy

Status: REQUEST

Paring: Neteyam x Reader (Y/n)

Warnings: Complete filth, just plain smut with no story. NSFW/MDNI. Orgasm denial, SubNeteyam, DomReader, Small mommy kink, dumbification, mention of BDSM (tying up Neteyam). (Both characters are AGED-UP to 22-23years old!)

Word Count: 1.4k

A/N: Hi Anon! Thank you for your request! I kind of got carried away but I hope I was able to fulfil your request! I apologize in advance if it's not good😭 Also I’ll be fulfilling requests slowly, I have some other one-shots I’m working on along with school and work! So please bare with me. Other then that, enjoy!! This was out of my element as I’m still new to writing smut, especially with kinks included. So please be easy on me!

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“Y-y/n” Neteyam whispers through clenched teeth. His head thrown back in pure ecstasy. He couldn’t stop the jolts of electricity that twitched throughout his body, desperately chasing after his orgasm his mate deprived him of.

“Hm? What was that sweet boy?” Y/n asks, her hand slick with Neteyam’s precum. Her hand leisurely stroking his shaft. His cock stood up hard, his veins protruding along the girthy length in a desperate plea for a release.

“W-anna c-uhmmm” Neteyam’s words slur, his mind foggy with only one goal in mind.

His body jumps to the feeling of Y/n’s hand firmly grasping his cock, languidly thrusting her hand along his length. The sound of his cum against her hands sent another wave of pure pleasure down his spine. Neteyam’s ears twitched uncomfortably, he’s toes curling at the feeling of his orgasm drawling near.

“Oh c’mon now. Where are your manners?” Y/n tuts mockingly. Her hand slip past his pulsating cock. Leaving him bare. Neteyam whines out loud, his hips thrusting upwards, chasing after her hand that left him high and wet all over again. His hips jerk with vigour, feeling desperation flood his system.

“M’sorry. Plwase Y/n-“ Neteyam tries again, still unable to focus on what his mate was truly asking for. Y/n scoffs at his pathetic plea, she stands up causing Neteyam ears to fold back. Tears lips past his eyes in frustration. Frustration that he couldn’t achieve the orgasm he’s been trying to chase for the past hour.

Y/n steps towards him, lifting herself up to his lap. She gently situated herself on his lap being mindful to avoid his throbbing cock, that rested helplessly against her stomach. Her loincloth was soaked through, the smell of her arousal sending Neteyam into another frenzy. At this point he was convinced he would cum, untouched, just by simply smelling her essence.

“Try again my sweet boy, I know you can do it” Y/n purrs, she places her hand against his chest, pressing him firmly into the chair he sat upon. Thank Eywa she thought of tying his wrists onto the armrest. Preventing him from moving or taking control.

But Y/n had nothing to worry about, he was beyond his reasoning at his point. Willing to submit even if she untied them. Y/n feels Neteyam try to thrust his cock against her stomach, which was slick and covered with his precum.

He was desperate for some sort of friction. Aching for his release. He tries again, jerking his hips upwards once again.

Y/n growls threateningly under her breath, her teeth baring with a hiss. Neteyam whimpers at the sound. His eyes scrunching into a close at the sound that seems to vibrate through her, into him.

“Try again” Y/n says sternly, her thighs closing in on him, locking him in place. She purposely left his cock untouched as she tentatively reached up to caress her hands within his locks. Sweat pooling around his forehead dripping down his face and mixing in with his tears.

“Fuc-k Ma- Shi-“ Neteyam rambles, finding it harder and harder to form words. He squirms under her hold, feeling himself at wits’ end.

Neteyam eyes shoots open abruptly when he felt her delicate hands trail down his hair, gently grabbing onto his kuru. Neteyam’s gasps at the feeling, the most sensitive part of him being held by Y/n’s warm hands. Neteyam aggressively bucks his hips up into her, relishing in the few seconds his cock glided against her glistening stomach.

“Fuck- plEaAs!!” Neteyam cries out pitifully, Y/n bites her lips at the scene in front of her. Neteyam laying bare, his entire body covered in a sheen on sweat. His tears rolling down his cheeks as tiny gasps left his swollen lips. His eyes blown completely wide, unable to take the teasing any longer.

“Plea-ase M-mama, let me cummm” Neteyam tries one last time, using the tiny moment of clarity to his advantage. Finally being able to formulate the words he knew his mate wanted to hear.

Y/n’s ears twitch happily at the nickname. She inhaled her mates scent, feeling her own arousal cloud her thoughts. But that would have to wait. She was here to pleasure her mate first. After some teasing of course.

“That’s it baby, let mama take care of you” Y/n cooes lovingly. She leans her head towards his. Maintaining eye contact as she leans closer to him. Assuming she would pull him in for a kiss, Neteyam lifts his head to meet her half way.

Instead Y/n ducks her head, placing a chaste kiss on his neck. Neteyam gasps at the sudden movement choosing to keep himself still as he feels her tongue graze the flesh between his neck.

Her hands slide down from his kuru, down to his chest. She feels his heart rate beating erratically against his chest as his breath hitched, feeling Y/n’s wet tongue lap up the crevice of his neck. Loving the whimpers that left his lips Y/n traces her hands further down towards his hips stoping right above his cock.

It twitches excitedly, craving for her touch. A touch he knew would immediately bring him euphoria. He was that close. So close to cumming. Instead of providing him that pleasure, Y/n trails her hands behind him, firmly grasping his stiff tail.

“Ma-ma’!!” Neteyam moans out loud at the feeling, his eyes fluttering shut once again. Everything felt overwhelming to him. He saw white splotches evade his vision.

“Hm? Think you can cum sweet boy? Cum for mama?” Y/n whispers against his neck, biting down to leave a mark. Neteyam nods his head furiously, choking back a moan at the stinging sensation. Y/n takes the opportunity to stroke the stiff tail, feeling him pant wildly at the touch. Granted his kuru was sensitive, it was connected to his nervous system after all. But something about his tail, and something about feeling Y/n’s hands lowly stroking the length, made him feel whatever sane part of him, shatter into pieces.

“Yes, yes mama! Fuckkk-“ Neteyam sobs pathetically as Y/n pulls back. Admiring at the mark she left behind, but also at how he looked to be in complete bliss.

“Be a good boy, cum for me. Cum for mama” Y/n instructs, pulling the tail towards her face. She watches how Neteyam stares at her through hooded eyes, anticipating her next move. What happened next completely catches him off guard.

Y/n brings his tail to her mouth clasping it tightly. It was slick with his precum that remained on her hand from before. She sticks her tongue out, licking a strip of precum along his tail. The feeling alone sends him into overdrive.

“Ma- ‘m Cumm-ing!!!” Neteyam wheezes out, feeling the wind get knocked out of him. His eyes cross at the feeling, his body convulsing under the intensity of the orgasm. His body twitches before his eyes roll to the back of his head. His cock twitching wildly as streams of his cum stutter out, splattering against Y/n’s abdomen and chest. The creamy consistency even splattering against his body aswell.

Neteyam hips stutter, cum still leaking out of his cock. He felt like he was being milked dry, not quite registering the fact he came without being touched.

Y/n smirks triumphantly. Her sweet boy doing so well, listening to everything she had to say. She didn’t know he could cum like that, that he could come undone without even touching himself. Y/n gently takes the restraints off his wrists, hearing Neteyam mumble incoherently under his breath.

“Don’t pass out on me yawne. We have a long night ahead of us” Y/n purrs, swiftly removing her soaked loincloth, and tossing it aside. She smirks wide feeling Neteyam’s cock twitch against her abdomen at her words.

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[silassinclair]

Hello there! So this is my first time requesting since i just started following you. So let me tell you, your Yandere Wild West Outlaw got me absolutley smitten and obsessed! i love your writing so much!!

Anyway back to the main subject and on with the request.

What about Maddox with an EXTRA Sassy darling. Like, full of and fluent on sarcasm (the kind that makes you go: DAAAAMN). The darlin' has a sharp tongue and retorts for any kind of bad words might be thrown towards her (and maybe, way later in the relationship, towards Maddox too). From really polite f-u's to tge sthraightfoward ones, she can reply and roast anyone.

Oh and a bonus head cannon (a little something that came to mind) after reading about the wedding rings. I can totally imagine the darling going from questioning about where Maddox "buys" all the weird gifts to just becoming immune, later in the relationship. Let's say Maddox comes back (to the temporary) home with a very strange object, like A very expensive porcelain/china vase and the darling just goes: "oh thank you. Please put it on the table. I'll be done with the soup and then take care of it"

Yea anyway i'll stop rambling now.

Sorry for the bad english. It's not my first language and it is past midnight here.

Have a great day/night ✨

We love sassy girlboss Y/n’s here. Thank you for submitting this request anon!! Hope it is to your liking <3

Yandere Wild West Outlaw x Sassy Reader

CW// Y/n is a bully, Maddox gets his ego hurt, Maddox gets angry, Maddox is dumb

Masterlist

Maddox immediately knew that you were a spitfire when he first had a conversation with you. You weren’t the typical damsel in distress who when captured by the evil outlaw you’re forced into submission.

Oh no. There’s not a drop of submission in your body.

Maddox thought you would be useful to have around. You’d be his own personal maid! Maybe even like a housewife. But no…

“Clean my laundry if ya’ wanna live to see anotha’ day.”

“Alright alright, calm your tits. What should I clean first? The shirt with sweat marinated into the fabric or the undies with shit stains?”

“THERE AIN’T ANY SHIT ON MY UNDIES MISSY! IT’S DIRT!”

You’re a total pain in the ass. Whenever he tried to act cool or intimidating you’d immediately shoot it down with your words.

He hates it when you ruin his moment in front of other people.

He got really pissed after you made a jab at him in the middle of a duel.

“It’s just you an’ me boy. But we both know who’ll be standin’ by the end of this.”

“Hopefully it isn’t you.”

“SHUT UP Y/N! GET YOUR TUSH BACK INSIDE, I’M TRYNA’ HAVE A DUEL!”

Punishes you by tying you up and leaving you outside for the night.

He ignores your complaints about coyotes or rattlesnakes. He needs you to shut your mouth and give him some peace.

After that night of punishment though he noticed how you wouldn’t really talk to him often.

“Go shine my boots. And I don’t wanna hear a single complaint outta ya’.”

“Okay.”

“…”

Okaay so he fucked up.

The days drag on so slow without your quips and jabs! He never realized how funny the things you said are now that you’re gone.

Well you’re not gone, just more closed off now. But you may as well be gone. This isn’t like you at all to be so quiet and reclusive!

Maybe he was too rough in you? He did kill your Father and force you to be his housewife maid.

So doing what he does worst, he apologizes.

“Hey, ‘bout that one time I left ya’ outside. I realize that was silly of me cus ya’ coulda gotten eaten. So that was my bad.”

“So you’re sorry?”

“Yeah.”

He’s brushing Jasper’s fur, telling the horse how good he is. Cleaning Jasper is the only chore Maddox likes to do himself.

You’re sitting on a tree stump watching the man talk to his horse.

“You know Jasper’s a horse right?”

“Oh really? I thought he was a dog.”

The small smirk on your face after his little quip made Maddox feel like a million bucks.

That’s when he learned that he likes seeing you happy.

After the “Marriage”: (Read about it Here)

“Uhm what’s all this?” You ask your unofficial husband.

“This-”

He puts a brown sack down on the table. The sound of the contents inside clang together as he dumps it all out. A dozen chipped fine china plates come out.

“Is how we make our house a home sweetness. I hear housewives go crazy over fancy dishes n’ shit.”

Maddox stands there with a proud grin underneath his masked face. (He still hasn’t showed you his face yet btw.) He was like a dog showing his owner how good he is at retrieving sticks when playing fetch.

You look at him with an unimpressed quirk of your brow. “And where did you happen to come across such fine china may I ask?”

He shrugs and comes around the table to wrap his arms around you from behind.

“A buddy gave em to me.” His deep voice reverberates in your ear.

“Did you hold your so called buddy at gunpoint?”

“Would you be mad if I said yes?”

You groan and shakes your head back and forth. “Maddox you know you can’t just go around taking people’s stuff! Now the sheriff was probably alerted and is looking for you now. And why did you steal a bunch of plates!? Jasper can’t carry all this shit! We should only have what is necessary for survival you brute. Are you even listening to me!?”

But he only looks at you with lovesick eyes as you complain about how stupid he is.

“Princess did I ever tell you how sexy you are when you’re mad at me?” His hands go lower down your waist.

Rolling your eyes you smack his hands and leave his embrace, leaving him standing by himself like a kicked puppy.

“I have a meal to make so set the table with those plates you got. And no more stealing people’s things!”

“Yes ma’am.”

I appreciate all the requests that come in!! But I just want to remind all of you about my rules and that I do NOT write Y/n as a specific race. My writing is for everybody to enjoy!! She’s race ambiguous. Many people request that I write a Black Y/n but I’m not black so I won’t be doing that. If I write for a specific race then I feel like I’d just be stereotyping what black people are supposed to act like. So please don’t ask me to write for a Y/n that is a specific race. Thank you.

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[cultofdixon]

See One, Do One, Teach One

Daryl Dixon • She/Her Pronouns • The fall of the prison brought these two closer together compared to their time within the prison. • ANGST/SFW • TW: Canon Violence / Injuries / Illness

Requested by: Anon

The Governor…that stupid son of a bitch

We should’ve been more careful

Keep an eye out for that bastard to show up at any time…

But the peace that came from the fall of Woodbury that abruptly ended right as the prison illness subsided…wouldn’t change that for the world

Even if Daryl right now, watching the prison burn from afar…wished he could relive those peaceful moments. Peaceful moments with—-

“what are we going to do…” Y/N’s voice cut through his thoughts as he didn’t move his gaze until he had to.

“Survive” was all he said as he carefully took her bicep into his hand pulling them into the woods when he noticed some were still fighting in the fields. He had his priorities and had to protect them.

There was no clear way to go. No more home. Missing family. Daryl was right, all they had to do was survive for the time being. Even if one has more experience within the woods than the other.

Y/N was found during the prison days, which meant whatever hell she escaped from. She went into a short-lived paradise. She of course did her part around the place but nothing beyond the walls. Mainly farming and taking care of the animals given in a past life, her hobby was gardening and her job was as a vet. So she was as helpful as Hershel when it came to anything medical. But not enough survival experience.

Granted. Almost everyone at the end of the world, gains survival skills. Not go in with it.

With the exception of a few.

This led Daryl not to speak to Y/N for the most part because his mind was keeping her and himself alive. But as the night crawls in, a herd started to as well when the two were on the road. Daryl didn’t utter any words all he did was point to where they were hiding and Y/N never argued with the man.

The occasional bump of the car by one of many walkers would startled Y/N but Daryl would nudge her to keep her focus on him as he only kept eye contact to make her forget what was happening around them. When the growling got lower that’s when Daryl broke it to look through the crack of the trunk to see if they’ve finally given them some distance.

“When I move. You do” Daryl whispers to Y/N, not hearing a response back. Hopefully, she gets it.

Daryl pushes the trunk open slowly watching the herd fade into the night as he stepped out extending a hand to help her. But the trip on the way out lead to a few walkers being triggered and the archer forcefully shoving Y/N into the forest before they could catch who it might be.

The second they were in the clear, Y/N felt the back of her shirt get forcefully grabbed and pulled back so that she locked eyes with Daryl.

“Be more careful next time”

“I—-“

“Nah. You gotta learn, but I ain’t letting yea get your shit rocked to learn” Daryl scoffs watching Y/N cower slightly, not saying anything in response in case he snapped. “Cmon”

The awkward silence ate Y/N alive but she didn’t speak another word. Of course, Daryl didn’t. He decided if he said his mind that it wouldn’t be nice in any format. But he still cared for her.

They’ve collected cans along the way before making up camp, and Daryl showed Y/N how to make the can trigger line to keep them safe when they camped out in the woods.

Y/N used her knife to cut the excess string, something they found in the trunk, and accidentally nicked her finger. She set the knife in her lap before instinctively sucking on the tip of her finger to stop the bleeding. Daryl finished tying his side noticing how limp the line was and took notice of what she was doing. He quietly approached her tying the line from her end before taking her hand and checking how bad it was.

“It’s just a cut” She frowns as he checks it for his own eyes before going to his bag to take out a small bandaid and give it to her. “Thank you…”

The archer nods to such as he next started to make a fire, but as he was doing such he made sure Y/N was watching. She was. Everything he did, she kept an eye on. He finishes making it and situated himself on one side while she stuck on the other.

Is she warm enough? Daryl thought as Y/N brought herself a bit closer to the fire and finally her body relaxed. Which made him do so as well.

Cold mornings are usually the best inside a home with a working fireplace or a heater. Hell even the cold mornings at the farm and the prison beats cold mornings outside in the middle of the woods with zero knowledge if your friends are alive or not.

But during the night, Daryl had made sure to keep Y/N covered with whatever they had and he even left to go back to the car they were held up in the truck during the herd passing. That when she woke up, she woke to a jacket that he had found in the car loosely draped over her while he naturally gave off a lot of heat to keep himself comfortable.

Y/N quietly rises from the ground, only to watch Daryl quickly stir and run toward something across the can line. The action kick started her anxiety until she heard the trigger of his crossbow fire and the life end of whatever he caught.

Making her breakfast a snake. That she picked at at first which only irked Daryl a bit in the sense of it’s not luxurious or something?

“How did you even hear it…?” That’s what she was thinking. Daryl didn’t know the right words to explain it in the moment but decided to try something that could explain such.

“Yea trust me?” What a weird start.

She nods watching Daryl take out his bandana from his back pocket after discarding the bones of his portion into the fire. He approaches her close enough to kneel in front of her and fold the bandana into a blindfold.

“Askin’ again. Do yea trust me?”

“Of course”

“Alright” Daryl carefully put the bandana over her eyes and before he even said anything to explain what he currently did. Y/N tried to focus on something since her vision was compromised. “Ain’t the best hearing but once yea get used to being in the woods a lot huntin’ shit. You can hear some things in the sound”

Nothing

Leaves rustling

Growling

Growling?

“Walker” Y/N calls out tugging the blindfold off as Daryl quickly swiped his crossbow from its leaned position against a tree and took out the walker approaching.

Y/N took note of how Daryl loaded the bolt into his crossbow and carefully taking aim so he doesn’t miss. He also made sure it didn’t get too close to break the can line. But they were moving again.

The two moved a lot, and Y/N has been learning a lot. Mainly from observation and Daryl making her learn a thing or two or…ten.

When they found the abandoned country club, Daryl started coughing. Nothing as bad as the prison illness but enough to assume one is getting sick with something. Y/N truly noticed it was getting worse when she finished setting up most of the camp for them to camp out in the abandoned building.

Daryl had crouched down to start the fire in a secured contained pit he made, when he grew too tired and decided to sit. He watches Y/N approach the pit and start the fire herself before looking up at her with hooded exhausted eyes.

“You should rest”

“Yeah.” He agreed but with the way nothing was happening, Y/N decided to return the favor. Taking care of him instead of the other way around.

The exhausted man watches her take apart the couch cushions laying them on the ground before leaving the room they were in to grab some blankets she saw upon entering the place. One covered the cushions as the other she prepared to drape over him. Daryl looked at her standing with the other blanket as if she’s waiting.

“Lay down”

“Seriously?”

“Doctor’s orders” Y/N shrugs. “Well. Vet’s orders. But same thing”

“As long as yea don’t shove a thermometer up my ass, I’ll do whatever you say” Daryl scoffs, slowly bringing himself to lay down on the cushions before Y/N draped the blanket over him.

“We should stick here until you feel better”

“Mm. Past a week. Just leave me here”

Y/N knelt down beside him tucking in one side, now being the one to ignore what he says. She looks at him with a neutral expression that Daryl could only read as such, but she was worried. She has always been worried for him.

But he never noticed.

The first thing on the agenda was getting water. For drinking and to help Daryl cool off by setting his bandana and placing it on his forehead. Since before she thought of the plan for the moment, she checked his temp and the man was sick with a fever.

So bedrest in a safe environment, safe-ish…was the best option for Daryl and not that he objected. His exhaustion knocked him out the second Y/N tucked him in.

“What you’re going to want to do first is collect water from the creek, with whatever yea got” Daryl states holding up one of the cans they didn’t use for the trigger line. He filled it with creek water as Y/N did the same with the can in her hand.

Y/N knelt down to the creek closest to the country club and filled the large canteen up with water from the slow moving creek.

“Next. We get the rack we use for cookin’ the squirrel meat to hold the can up.” Daryl sets the cans down on the rack once he got the fire going. “Now it’s gonna take a bit cuz we don’t know the exact temperature of the flame. But we’ll know when it’s boiling? That it’s doing it’s job”

“Doing its job?”

“To boil the bad shit in it. To make it drinkable”

“Is this…real or something you’re making up?”

“It’s real. Done it a lot when camping with Merle”

That must’ve been fun Y/N thought back as she had got the fire going and a few cans full of the canteen creek water, waiting for them to boil.

Once the water was boiled, Y/N set a few cans to the side to cool and used one to help heat up an MRE she found in an abandoned shed coming back.

“How do you know if walkers are in the building when the windows are grimey?”

Daryl turned to Y/N with another signature deadpan look of his before knocking on the window. She tensed when a walker started hitting the window.

“What if there’s no windows?”

“Knock on the door. Yea can tell that way how many because of the weighted response. While the window, you can just assume by silhouettes”

“Five dollar word right there”

“Fuck off” Daryl scoffs but Y/N admired the smirk that followed.

The archer relaxed for the third time? The third time Y/N changed the bandana to be a bit damp again. But she checked his temp with the back of her hand, sighing from relief when his fever has gone down. She returned the bandana in its place before using the last of the water to wash the fire out given she was going to check the snares she had placed outside with things she found inside the building.

“Did yea place them right?” Daryl asks weakly, given this is day four and Y/N was leaving at the same time to check such.

“Yeah. I learned from the best”

“Mm. Damn straight” He sighs shifty slightly before falling back asleep.

The first two days, Y/N mainly stayed by Daryl’s side and only left to get water or to take out any walker that managed to pick up their scent. Mainly Y/N’s since upon arriving to the country club, she had cut her leg from tripping over their own can line so her blood trickled along her for a bit.

But after patching it up, and leaving in short shifts…Y/N around day 3 explored the rest of the country club and found a few articles of clothing to replace her gross sweaty ones. She also found photos from the people before and it stung a bit.

She missed the old world

Only difference is

He wasn’t in it

And she would rather die than go back to the old world without him.

Her prized findings were a few pill bottles. The ibuprofen being the most used once finding such. Y/N didn’t hesitate in giving Daryl a dose when she found it and it helped with his fever. She kept the rest in her pack, which was a small backpack she found within the building that had this pin on it. The pin had a bunny on it and Y/N thought it was cute, didn’t want to dwell on it or she’d spiral thinking this was a child’s and the child died…which…yeah.

Coming on day 5, Daryl woke up feeling a lot better and noticed Y/N was knocked out cold propped up against the couch that obviously had missing cushions. He couldn’t help but notice a few things…

The arrows…she made them?

The bandages on her arms…what did she get into?

Their canteens were full…she actually learned somethin’ from me?

The final thing Daryl noticed was his vest folded on top of his own backpack that Y/N found, filled with his findings, and another canteen that was full. But his prized possession, he took into his hands and noticed that the wings were fixed…he wanted to thank her, thank her for all of it. But when she woke out of an anxious trigger that he’s never seen before, all that happened was the sound of something falling that lead to her reaching for his crossbow.

But she relaxed noticing Daryl was wide awake.

“Oh thank fuck”

“You…alright?”

“Yeah yeah, I am now” Y/N laughs nervously brushing her hair back out of her face. “Uhm. I saw some signs around…for this sanctuary…Terminus? Maybe we can find our friends there”

“Yeah, that sounds like a smart move…that mean we’re done here?”

“No! No. If you’re not ready we can stay a little while longer”

So they did, then packed up the next morning and made their way to the main road. Daryl was about to take out the walker that was approaching them when Y/N took the crowbar she found on a run during his resting period, and immediately took it down.

The archer didn’t say much and was taken back by what happened. It was just a walker kill…but she didn’t need his help. He watches her crouch down to the body and rummaged through the corpse’s pockets.

“The fuck yea doing?”

“Learned that I can find items off people”

“…Isn’t this wrong?”

“It’s wrong if I dug up a grave and took from a resting corpse. It’s wrong if I killed an innocent person and took from their body. There’s criteria…it’s just a walker that was once a human with an unknown personality and unknown past.” Y/N kept this sadden expression when looting this body even when she did find a few items. A pack of cigarettes with a lighter and another pocket knife. This felt like a video game, but it stung. Even with the reasoning.

The two returned on their way to the road and eventually on their way to this sanctuary. Daryl the entire time kept his eyes on Y/N and how quiet she had gotten since when they first ran into the woods, she would not shut up.

“We have to find our friends”

“What if someone got hurt”

“How could this have happened, I thought he was dead!”

“You think we’ll find someone?”

“I’m scared Daryl”

Part of Daryl was relieved she learned from their time apart from the others. But he missed it. Missed hearing her optimism…her rambling that she thought was in a hushed volume…how she spoke her mind during the nights she thought he would be sleeping.

Y/N has always been a strong person

But she was also missing so much…

“We’ll find them. In any situation, we’ll get our family back”

The words left him without a second thought as Y/N stopped walking looking at the endless road before them. She gripped the crowbar tightly as her mind raced like it did when the explosions happened.

“You promise?” Y/N turns back to the archer watching him nod.

Everything…fell apart

The Claimers came and went

Terminus came and went

Bob…died

Beth…died

Tyreese…died

The group was dying.

It was a lot in the span of a few days, or who truly knows how long each event happened because no one can tell the time nowadays. Only the seasons really. But the group, what remains, held their ground and even if Y/N has shown Daryl during these times that she is an even bigger asset…his anxiety ate at him when they were walking to nowhere in hopes something happened and she kept quiet.

The archer carefully took her hand into his, bringing her back as the exhaustion written on his face made her stress thinking he was getting sick all over again or his injuries were getting worse.

“Are you—-“

“Nah, are you okay?”

“Daryl, you’re not—“

“Hey, no. Not me right now” Daryl frowns gently lifting her chin to get her to look him directly in the eye instead of scanning his person for anything. “Are you alright?”

“No…can I just keep it at that?”

“As long as I return the favor” Daryl whispers gently tucking her hair behind her ear as she tilts her head confused. “Let me take care of yea”

“Okay…”

#cultofdixon #the walking dead #daryl dixon #daryl dixon x reader #daryl dixon fanfiction

[blueparadis]

thinking abt sub!kaiser so much,,, like hes all haughty n arrogant but hes just such a brat in bed

+. CWs —» written with f!reader in mind but can be read as gn!reader, mention of orals, foreplay,s*x toys, bondage (hand-cuffs) & safeword, use of pet names,SUB!KAISER. word count — 0.5k

+. NOTES —» he is brat, through and through. Not sure how i pulled this off in 0.5k, but yeah I did enjoy writing. He is so interesting for my character study. I really like him a lot lol. sorry if this was too short anon, i didn't want to go off the rails :], my kaiserot is peaking and i don't like it :] & you throw sub!kaiser at me 😭

sub!kaiser who is seated on a chair refuses to keep his mouth shut when you are busy tying him.  He will tell you that the ropes are too tight for him or too loose when it is the quite opposite. He refuses to let his sapphire gaze elsewhere but you, only on you; in that lacy outfit, he bought for you. “If we’re doing this, we’re doing this in my way baby- ahaH! be gentle otherwise, i won’t be, when it's my turn.” You do not respond, at least not verbally ; it's just stares and smirks.

Now that his hands are locked by hand cuffs, he is a little less chatty. one thing sub!kaiser hates with passion is when he is cornered , like a wounded animal, defenseless and left without a fight in his body. So, when you put the black blindfold around his eyes, depriving him what he was looking forward the most, that is to watch you struggle to take his cock without his help, tears streaming down your cheeks, your supple skin glistening with sweat while he will just murmur, “untie me babe, let me help you.” with the nastiest smirk.

“You’re gonna regret this.”, he rasps as you tighten the knot at the back of his bed and all you do is to bring your lips near his ears, near enough to give him goosebumps yet not enough to graze his earlobes and whisper, “Do you remember your safe word?”. He swallows hard, nods, and then a “yeas” is heard, followed by a short gasp. he is at the edge of sanity, thinking what exactly are you gonna start with? toys or foreplay? thigh-riding or blow-job?

With his eyes closed, kaiser now imagines you and hears every little noise that your body makes. The click of the heels that are fading, the dangling sound of your earrings, each tick of the passing moment, your hands searching for the specific toy, your inhale and exhale, yes; he could even hear your heartbeats and his too. He bites his lip sensing his heartbeats being faster than yours, it is so awfully silent around him.

“Babe, what are you thinking?”, you ask and at first he jolts at the sudden sound. The short-lived cackle does not go unnoticed by him. He wishes he could see you, that treacherous smile which makes him restless, cock twitch and all he can think of is to pin you against the wall to devour you, your whole being before you do with him. “You”, he says and nothing else. 

He waits patiently for your reaction, that bashful laugh he expects from you but alas!it is a pin drop silence that makes his chest tighten as if a knot has been tied. “Um-hm, what else?”, you whisper as your hands rests on his thighs, your cheeks grazing against his. His chuckles fill the room as he thinks how greedy of you to discard those heels, and tame the lion in his lair. It.turns.him.ON.

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@tokyometronetwork

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[starfxkr]

HIII im back :3 (i sent the thing abt the pope playlist!!) I wanted to ask if u think the girls (pup, kitten, foxy, bunny) wld have pets?? and if so, what pets and what wld their names b? i saw ur post abt kitten (I think) having a pet snake n i was just curious of the others !!

omg i love ur page sooo much i literally keep coming back every so often to see if u posted again bc UR MY FAV ACC EVER !!!! U literally got me into obx omg. n i wanted to ask if i cld be 🌈 anon?? i don’t think isaw it on ur list :p

firstly ty so much I love that I got you into the show because it has taken over my life I feel like a middle schooler again LMAOOO but I'm so glad you like my page

but yea!! I actually have thought about this soooo much

foxy has a pet snake that will almost always be around in some way like he's on her head or around her neck when her was small now he p much chills on her arm. probably named after her fav artist or something strange like a food or a random word because he was just "test subject" for a while. she has a ball python her grandma hates because she's super religious but he's actually so cute and sweet? who knew? pope was geeked to see she had a snake and she told him to calm down like it was common to have a snake she's a strange lady.

kitten is the only one to have a pet that matches her namesake. she has this mean grey cat she found as a stray when she was a few days old. literally heard her crying in the dumpster and crawled in to get her and skipped school to take her home. her number 1 napping buddy they be cuddled tf up. probably named after some obscure horror movie character. or she named her prince because she thought she was a boy at first. jj never had an issue with her cat being mean though, first day he came over he picked her up like a baby like it was nothing lol. the only cat he likes bc he's very much a dog person.

pup has like a hugeeee goldfish tank of ranchu goldfish specifically but she only has about 3-4 of them. she wanted enough that they could be social. very meticulous about them and it just really lights up her room and adds to that relaxed vibe. she's named all of them after her fav snacks. john b can't resist reaching his hand in to hold them (she says its ok she does it all the time) because he never saw fish like that before.

bunny absolutely has a little yorkie named something super cutesy but not dumb either? like she walked a fine line. but her pet is the newest compared to the other girls! she wasn't allowed pets growing up so rafe got her a dog for her birthday. he complains about him allll the time but is the first to carry him around the house or have him in his lap LOL. she loves her stinky little dog so much and has a whole corner of her room dedicated just to him. his bed looks so comfy she's jealous of it

#✨.txt #🌈 anon #fox!reader #kitten!reader #puppy!reader #bunny!reader #visuals

[kthecutest]

please help my brain is filled with fuma . fuma this fuma that oh fuma has really nice thighs wow look at fumas arms yum . please spare lil ol me some fuma hard thoughts ty 😇🤲

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First of alllll, the goddamn thighs. We know this mans trynna fully buff out his entire body - Mans a gym freak - but having a thicc thigh does becomes useful when you two would get lazy. He'd pull you onto his lap and tenses his thighs up while you grind across the veiny meaty surface. Will play with your clit while you get yourself off on him and he'll sometimes even pull out his phone to record your movements and use that later to masturbate to

He might unintentionally trap you under him whenever he pounds you from behind into the mattress. He just couldn't help but let his entire thought process and muscle tension fly away when he felt your melting walls. Not only does he hit deep but his pace is really really fast too. You'll feel like you're constantly being punched in your pussy by a fast-paced piston

Even before we go onto his dick, his fingers along are thick enough. Just the way only two of his digits would feel like having four normal human fingers in your pussy. And this mans has a habit to shove his slime-covered fingers into your ass when he pounds you too. Well hook two of his fingers in your virgin asshole and start to drag you up and down on his cock from the hook alone

When you make him jealous or mad, he'll instantly throw you straight at a wall, and in no time his hands will be around your tiny neck, squeezing shut and cutting off your air ways. Oh yea am i forgetting to mention that his huge monster cock is already in you by this time. Will lift you up off of the ground with his hand on his neck and then leave you hanging mid-air, back pinned to the wall, while the only conditions holding you up and halting you from falling straight to the floor; are his hands that are now choking your neck, and his cock that seems to be acting as a plug and a stand at the same time. Well make sure to leave a reddish-brown bruise around your neck from his extreme choking - "oh honey you got the most beautiful collar around your neck right now, you know that?" - an angry sarcastic underlying tone in his voice. And then he'll let go - oh - but only of the hands around your neck. Who said he'd put you down his cock? You're gonna stay plugged up for him for hours on end, hanging on his dick, breaking on it like a whore. He's an angel but he can be satan when you make him mad alright (Full version of this specific statement shall be coming out soon because gurl i think writing this just triggered something in me)

Hair pulling when he's pounding into you from the back 100% Sometimes he does get carried away a lot and might ended up being a little too rough considering his strength too and so y'all would set up a safe word, NOT FOR THE SEX. BUT FOR THE HAIR PULLING EXCLUSIVELY. LMFAO

Also one more thing, I could see Fuma as someone who would get so carried away when it comes to eating you out. Like he just gets soooo pussy drunk and he's so into it that he completely forgets about his entire surroundings and ended up going at it for hours on end. You can't even deny it because your hands and legs are all weighed down by his harsh grip and body weight. And your mouth practically doesn't work at this point because you're too high from the feeling and the several consecutive orgasms to the point that you're on the verge of passing out and is letting out soft incoherent babblings. The session might end with Fuma finally snapping out of it after his full-course-meal between your legs and realising you've passed out from the orgasms

LMFAO THAT'S ALL I'VE GOT FOR TODAY ANON! AND HERE'S AN EXTRA GIFT FOR YOU ↴

#&team #andteam #&team imagines #&team scenarios #&team x reader #&team hard hours #&team hard thoughts #&team smut #&team fuma #murata fuma #&team fuma smut