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mundoperla · 2 years

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What about… RZ Michael Myers doing something unholy, like he’s really horny, with his fem friend (also a patient) at the Smith’s Grove? Like in some corridor or smth 👀 Wall sex, whaaat???

Would be grateful and on my knees, thanks 🙏

this got me kicking my feet in the air like a schoolgirl rn

& its my favorite michael??? ofc im abt to tackle this tf😩💜

𝙍𝙕 𝙈𝙞𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙚𝙡 𝙈𝙮𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙭 𝙁𝙚𝙢 𝙋𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

— No matter how many cameras there are, there will always be blind spots.

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you see the title bitties here are the warnings vv

⚠️⚠️cws;; basically public sex, wall sex ofc, michael being HORNY, p in v but i think thats kind of expected, overall that nasty shit (lighthearted)⚠️⚠️

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Despite his lack of communication, Michael made your stay at Smith’s Grove much more pleasant. He never acted out or caused any type of problems when you first arrived, he’d been relatively calm for quite some time now. Always alone in his room, no sound, no nothing, just him making masks in silence.

It was his creativity that sparked your initial interest in him in the first place. His walls were cover from top to bottom in the masks he’d make in his alone time, many ranging from different colors and shapes. Truthfully he never wanted to interact with you whenever you’d make a quick pass by his room to go somewhere on the other side of the hospital, there was a point in time where he found you annoying even.

Yet no matter how much time passed you’d still swing by with a quick ‘hello!’. It escalated to a point where you would linger on the other side of his door and hold up one sided conversations with him, of course him never responding to you verbally. It was alright though, body language is able to tell you enough.

You did all of the talking for the two of you, which all though he never spoke aloud, he appreciated. He hasn’t spoken in years and by the looks of it he wasn’t going to any time soon. Trust me, Dr. Loomis has tried.

You were no threat to Michael to begin with, he had no reason to dismiss you unless he had become tired of your company; which very rarely happened. He was surprisingly as patient as you were with him, perhaps this was his own way of saying ‘thank you’.

The two of you were almost like a joined pair after he had grown slightly more comfortable around you, if you went somewhere—Michael followed, if Michael went somewhere — you would follow. It was shocking to everyone that he’d show even such a small form of attachment to another living being without brutally murdering it. Of course in the early stages of your ‘friendship’ the two of you were heavily monitored before you could be permitted to be in spaces together alone with just a nurse on standby.

“ I’m gonna go ask one of the doctors if I can have another juice, you want one too ? ”

Michael won’t verbally respond, but he will turn his eyes down to the floor at your question.

“ Alright so that’s a no. Sit tight I’ll be right back. ”

He watched you sit up from the table the two of you sat at, disappearing into one of the many hallways. He had originally got up to go and follow you like he always did, but something inside him told him not to, it had told him something else.

He ever so slightly considered you as some kind of companion, but he wanted you as something else. You were very beautiful to him and some of the other patients on your side of the building, it’s normal to think someone is nice looking. Yet he’d catch himself staring a bit too hard when you would do the simplest of things such as drinking some water or even when you stretched and a sliver of your stomach would be exposed. Was it also normal to have these filthy thoughts directed towards a so-called ‘friend’?

The bulge in his pants grew ever so larger the longer he sad and pondered. He needed to ‘fix’ this before you came back and saw. Would you think he was disgusting if you did see him this way? Surely you would.

You had come back to your shared table empty handed only to see that Michael was gone, maybe he’d gone back to his room? He could be tired, nothing wrong with just a quick swing by his door and wish him goodnight.

There were quite a few cameras the closer you got to Michael’s room, just as you turn into the corridor large hands yank you from the entrance to a darker corner of the hall. You’d mentally braced yourself to be strangled by this unknown person, but familiar blonde strands of hair loomed above you, of course the orange mask eased the tension much more.

Michael silently stared down at you, you could just barely see his sky blue eyes behind the paper mask. But now left the following questions, why was he just waiting in the corner? why is he now all of a sudden making actual physical contact with you? Truthfully one could only imagine the worst in the sense of it being correlated with him of all people, but the worst never came.

You’d opened your mouth to speak but you’re immediately silenced by the feeling of his erection pressing itself into your ass. He was rubbing himself against you now, still as silent as ever, showing no sign of satisfaction.

“ Mike- Michael! There’s cameras, we can’t do this here, we could get caught.. ”

Of course he doesn’t give you a verbal response, but this time will give you a slow twirl of his finger, telling you to look around you. There weren’t any cameras that could catch you in their line of sight, and the one camera that was much closer than the rest faced the opposite direction where you had originally been grabbed.

He was telling you it was safe to continue, you were clear to unfold. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t the slightest bit aroused as him, maybe even more. Using his cold hands to slide under your shirt so he could squeeze the soft flesh of your breasts, to then slowly migrate under the fabric of your pants to rub you through your underwear. You’d began to grind back into him, trying to pull down his own pants down as well as your own so the two of you could ease this tension much quicker.

Michael had fantasized about how you would feel around his cock, the way you would squeeze him and the sounds you could make when he started to thrust, he couldn’t live with the possibility of another person pleasuring you instead of him. He needed to be the one to take you, you may not be aware but you’re in fact his and his only. Maybe he liked you alot more than what he initially thought.

Your body trembled as Michael moved your body slightly so you were now fully pressed against the wall with him standing behind you, one hand held you in place by the hip whilst the other began to align himself against your hole, knowing him there will be no auditory warning that he’d be sliding in. You’re not a pussy, you could take him, couldn’t you ?

Both of your hands rested on the white brick walls, truthfully you weren’t even sure he was going to fit inside. He’s taking his sweet time behind you. You’re really about to become his in a dark corner that surveillance could not reach, this could have been much better under different circumstances, but neither of you could chose the have sex in a different location at this time, you’ll take what you can get.

The stretch that followed after an agonizing 15 seconds of the man behind you pondering could be considered as beyond painful, your hand quickly covering your mouth to muffle your whimpers. He can feel your walls clamp around him, gushing uncontrollably by the sudden rush of pleasure. He’s not even halfway inside you yet, but you’ve got his pelvis and a small bit of the floor wet now, clearly you wanted this as much as he did.

You don’t get the luxury of Michael stopping in his tracks to let you breathe before he continues to push himself into you, however you get the honor or him bending himself over enough to cover your mouth with his own hands instead of your own. Now you just had to focus on keeping yourself steady while he takes what’s his.

You’d think he had never hear the word ‘gentle’ in his lifetime. His thrusts were fast yet also powerful, despite his hands covering your mouth small moans still escaped. He had just started yet you felt so fucked out already, your legs trembling, your juices dribbling down your thigh and back down onto the floor.

He fucks you like you’re a fleshlight, dominantly chasing his own high but still trying to get you to come undone as well. He’s intentionally trying to break you as much as possible before the two of you have to eventually wrap up, his hands shy away from your mouth, one to slither down to toy with your clit whilst the other grips onto one of your tits as he continues to pound himself into your cunt like a man possessed. He makes it impossible not to scream but you are aware to still keep your voice down as much as possible.

“ Michael.. Keep moving just like that.. I’m so- Fuck.. ”

Your voice had continued to quiver the longer he kept going, the coil in your belly was about to snap once again. Michael considered finishing inside as some kind of ‘mark’ to leave behind, but he could always wait for another time to have that visual. For right now it was your ass that he had decided on, he’d still get a satisfactory visual of himself on you.

Practically yanking himself out of you just as you had came, his warmth begins to coat your skin. You’re lightheaded and you could feel your legs about to give out as Michael let go of you. Silently admiring his ‘art’, he’d wiped a smudge of his mess off of you with his finger, bringing it up to your lips. It was sweet but also bitter, it was him. He could leave you here to clean yourself up so he could go back to his room, but based off of how you were struggling to keep yourself up, maybe he could just take you back to your own room before departing for the night.

He had taken the time to get you dressed back up as well as himself, pulling you out of the corridor down to the hallway opposite to your own room. Your hand felt so small in his, he was intimidating to many people, but you ? There was an odd sense of security from being this close to Michael. He stood with you for a brief moment after arriving to your room, with him he could have just been there to stare at you a while longer or he was silently examining you to get a clear visual that you were okay to be left on your own now. Could have just been both.

He was exhausted now, but also mildly flustered. So much had just happened and he could barely process it. He’s turned to walk back down to his own room so that you could get some sleep as well, but is quickly stopped buy the force of you clinging yourself onto one of his arms tightly.

“ Goodnight Mikey, we should definitely do that again at some point. ”

You’re hardly standing up straight yet you’ve asked him to.. again, too much to process. But he will take your request into consideration.

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apologies if the ending is messy i have no clue how to properly conclude shit i tried my best

#slashers x reader #halloween 2007 #michael myers x reader #michael myers imagine #michael myers smut #slasher imagines #slasher fanfiction #slasher smut

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heartssatoru · 1 year

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Hey! I love your HCs so far! If you do smut could you do JJK men wanting to have sex or are horny and how they go about asking you/initiating it? (Gojo, Megumi, Sukuna, and Itadori)

Yes of course! I know a lot of my readers request fluff so if you don't like smut im so sorry😭

Characters: gojo, megumi, sukuna, itadori

Warnings: smut smut smut!! Afab reader

I have a few request im working on, to all the others that requested! :)

Gojo

In public:

Starts off flirty but then becomes needy cause he's extremely horny

At a date

Slips up and tells you a dirty joke by accident. And does that little giggle

It maybe depends, because there's times where he thinks he can hold it but can't

Most of the time he hints it. If you don't get it then he'll say it shamelessly

Doesn't care if its in public or not. He just wants relief.

He kinda does care😭 but doesn't at the same time.

Bathroom, alley way, really whatever. Tries to make sure no ones really there though

Someone spots you two? Oh shit let him finish atleast

Tells you to just relax but it's extremely hard when his cock is pounding into you

If your hiding your moans then he'll make you either way. Cause that's just offensive to him

Will deny your organsm if you hide them too. So lesson learned

Megumi:

At home:

Tries to ignore it. But its too much to even ignore, wouldn't be surprised if you could notice

Prefers to hint because he feels embarrassed. No matter how much you tell him he doesn't need too.

You already know because that's always how he gets when he's horny

Doesn't want to risk being caught. And he always makes that clear.

Always at home no matter what. He can wait, maybe..

Excusing that, he skilled with his fingers, and always uses his fingers to prep you

He doesn't want to cause you pain. Really just pleasure for both of you.

Will be a little hard or deny your organsm if he's having a bad day. But still will let you cum

By the time he's done you guys will be fast asleep, but always makes sure you fall asleep first.

Sukuna

anywhere, literally doesn't care:

Will straight up tell you. Maybe if you don't take so long he'll actually be nice to you.

1% chance of that. But its better then nothing!

Will fuck you anywhere. Unlike gojo, he has nothing to worry about

Doesn't even care if anyone sees. They'll simply see how much of a slut you are for his cock

Said by him of course

Does it for his own pleasure, if he's feeling nice he'll let you cum

Also if you try and touch yourself then thats another reason why he shouldn't.

Abuses your poor cunt, especially with his size

Rough, but knows your limits. Maybe goes aganist them every one in awhile to see your fucked face

Cause it drives him near the edge even more.

Itadori

Feels guilty each time so he always tries to go on without anything

However if he's desperate will beg you to let him fuck you

Makes sure your comfortable and everything. Sweet as hell

But just because of that dont expect to not be teased

Will always let you cum though, unlike the others, besides megumi

Goes gentle, unless you want it hard he can do that. Just doesn't want to hurt you

Asks every once in awhile just to make sure your comfortable and everything

No matter how tired he is, will still try to clean you up afterwards

Gives you the best care. Would feel guilty once again, if he didn't

#jujustsu kaisen x reader #sukuna x reader #gojo satoru x reader #gojo x reader #megumi x reader #satoru x reader #jujustsu kaisen x reader Smut #sukuna x reader smut #gojo x reader smut #satoru x reader smut #Gojo satoru x reader smut #megumi x reader smut #itadori x reader smut #Yuji x reader smut

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regular-gnome · 10 days

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Absolutely /adore/ your art and overall take on the Demon Realm world + it's history and the Archivists. Especially coming from someone who adores speculative biology and trying to find logic/science in magic (I'm not sure how to word it so it makes sense - basically almost everything you are doing here)

Curious if you have any ideas on how the titans managed to inhabit the planet, because Papa Titan's hand managed to reach the atmosphere just from lying down. There's no way that planet was big enough for a bunch of titans to walk around comfortably.

Idk much about planetary stuff, but is there some way the planet may have changed? Maybe the Archivists did something?

Sorry this ask got kinda long, hope you have a lovely day doing little gnome things :}

glad you like them!:D

So, one of the gnome things is overanalyzing things and avoiding doing math, but here we are, you actually made me read my biophysics notes from 4 years ago. There are a few things to really focus on and think about, but I gotta preface this by saying I am very much not an expert on speculative biology xD I just have the internet and some books I am basing my theories on

Titans:

First the titans themselves. A while ago, I made an approximation of how large the Boiling Isles titan is and got that it would be around 27 km in height post-mortem. Buuut if the titan was this height during its life is another question because it would run into some biophysics issues

Issues like the atmospheric pressure. At ground level, it is 101.3 kPa, but at 27 km, it falls is 1.6 hPa (titan bless wolframalpha for counting this as exp funtions are the death of me). That is 63 times higher pressure on their legs than on their head! Blood circulation would be shot to the moon. The blood is liquid that in general transports gasses so travelling fron upper body parts to lower ones where there is diffrent dissoving of oxygen would end up in gas bubbles, which are NOT GREAT. Additionally, their ability to stand up or lie down quickly would be pretty much non-existant as that would be super fast change of pressure and more bubbles. But okay, lets say they are like some kind of abyss fishes and keep constant internal pressure.. that would still mean their hearts would need to be either massive or they would have multiple pumping mechanisms to handle their size (maybe like the single-chamber hearts in fish??) And the thing is we saw their heart, it was big but not THAT big so unless it was just one of many, maybe the last beating heart there might be diffrent explanation. And Im not gonna even go into how temperature changes every 100m around 0,6C, lets say their fur makes them warm and cozy and blue blood avoids freezing problems like some arctic critters

bringing those graphs up again cause they show the altitude change nicely

All of this to say the titans during life were probably smaller. They would still have been massive, but maybe not three times the size of mt Everest massive. So next thing to consider is their magic. Their powers are closely tied to life, healing and creation and so, the demons on the Boiling Isles are said to have originated from it and their evolution waas likely sped up a lot thanks to it. Next we saw size-changing spells affecting King in the carnival episode, so it's not a stretch to believe that all titans could be affected by this kind of spells, with the strength depending on the particular titan's magic. So anyway as the titan was activly dying, its magic could have desperately attempted to save it by rapidly generating more cells to repair its failing systems, ending up in expansion of all tissues and their overall size. (Maybe thats why the vains were so big and empty in the mines, you cant create more energy so maybe the magic going with simmilar concept expanded everything around but not made more of blood?) However, despite these efforts, the magic would ultimately fail to save them. When it reached a critical point, maybe after using up most of its magical energy, the process would stop or change focus. There are some fun grusome possiblities on how that might have went down but this is already pretty long

So in short, I think the titans during life were big but only got island sized after death, otherwise theyd have some wild biological mechanisms battling physics and them becomming bigger would explain where did most of the blood go after death. Not to mention how much food they would need

Planet:

Next the size of the planet. While we don't have many clues to determine whether it's bigger or smaller than Earth, one clue is Luz's lack of reaction to changing gravity after passing through the door. If the planet were larger (or denser I know), she would feel change in g-force, so like the feeling of being on a lift going up in case of bigger planet or down in case of smaller. If the diffrence was significant she would develop issues with circulatory system and fatigue. But thats not the case and I do not have the energy to calculate min change xD

So let's say the planet is Earth-sized. This is still a lot. We don't know if there are any continents on the planet or their sizes, but even if there were same like earth, the scale is immense. If the Boiling Isles were the size of New York (based on titan's height) or even larger, say the size of Hawaii, compared to the world map, that's tiny. If Earh is 510 100 000 km², while NYC covers 1213,3 km² to cover the same area, we'd need 420423 titans lied up neatly next to each other. And thats if they are isles sized their whole life. There can also be landmasses where they can lay on, oceans deep enough to cover bodies, they can be stacked.... I don't think the planet necessarily needs to be much larger to accommodate creatures of this size

TOH as a show:

One thing to remember while analyzing shots from the show is that we we will run into contradictions because it's a show, one that is not focused on speculative biology. While most elements are well-constructed, some details may show inconsistencies. For example, determining the direction of north on a titan becomes challenging when one shot shows the sun setting in one direction and later another. Finding the titan's height poses difficulties when one shot shows their arm reaching the atmosphere while another barely shows them reaching it while standing. But its not due to carelessness, its more about serving purpose of the shot, conveying the atmosphere. They both show the titans are giant, the view from above is beautiful and if they were more focused on keeping them some arbitrery size it might have taken away from it

And Im pretty sure that I'm wrong around a lot of aspects here, how it wasnt supposed to be interpreted like that or its more convoluted than I realize. Thats just my take on this. World we live in can seem small as we can only see a tiny part of it but Earth is so amazingly vast. It's larger than we can comprehend, and yet, it's nothing compared to the vastness of the universe. So, yeah, some of my thoughts on titans and the demon realms planet xD peace

#died during writitng this #i spend 6h on this i dont know why its already light outside #toh #the owl house #owl house #toh archivists #toh titans #toh papa titan #toh analysis #ask

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imahinatjon · 6 months

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Christmas Day with BSD

X reader

Headcannons?

Only did some characters, not all.

Merry Christmas

Dazai, Osamu

• He Wakes you up early Christmas day.

• Not intentionally, he's not TRYING to wake you up. No he's actually running a bath of cold water to sink into.

• He's sort of trying to commit s in there.

• You find him and pull him out though.

• That was your morning.

• You don't open presents yet. No, first, you make breakfast

• Breakfast consists of the left over takeaway you had the night before.

• He'll take you outside if it's snowing. He heard of a new met- what? Your not letting him? Wellll, he does suppose it IS Christmas and he can go the rest of the day without another attempt.

• So, because that plan was a no, he comes up with a other one? What plan was that? Snowball fight!

• That's how most your time does, he does not know when to give up. So he just carries on and on and on until you can't feel your fingers, your noses are bright red and it's way too cold.

• Eventually you go inside though.

• You don't have Christmas Dinner, unless someone else from the ADA (probably Atsushi or even Kunikida) brings something to eat over. You just snack on whatever is in the house. Which isn't much.

• You do eventually open presents. He gets you books, all books you've expressed interest in and don't have yet.

• He also hides dried pressed flowers in the books as bookmarks - a real bouquet of flowers wouldn't last being wrapped up for god knows how long ready to give you on Christmas, so he took the time to press and dry some.

• As for what you got him? It doesn't matter really. You could get him anything and he'd be happy.

• Might make a remark, but ultimately he's just happy that you even got him something.

• The night ends rather nicely. A cup of how chocolate as you sit in bed watching cheesy Christmas films on a laptop.

Nakajima, Atsushi

• He Wakes up emotional. This is his first Christmas outside the orphanage.

• And he's waking up next to you.

• He isn't going to wake you up, he's just going to lie next to you for a while, enjoying the moment until you wake up.

• He's happy to do whatever you want to do on Christmas.

• Spoil him please, he deserves it.

• Presents are done in the morning.

• He got you Jewlery and Makeup - he consulted Naomi and Yosano on what to get.

• It's not super expensive, but don't forget he doesn't have a lot anyway. He also doesn't know a thing about brands and such.

• If it's pretty and he thinks you'd like it, he'll get it.

• As for what you get him? He's another one you can get literally anything for and he'll love it.

• He will cry.

• Don't worry about it.

• You have Christmas Dinner out. You go to a restaurant that does Christmas dinners. He made sure it was reserved weeks in advance.

• Snow! If it snows he'll get exited. Like, he wants to play in the snow, but be warn and wrapped up when he does, instead of freezing in some old thin clothes and not enjoying it.

• He's fun to play with in the snow, he just does what he feels like, which is throwing a lot of snow.

• He's happy to help build a snowman though - he's quite good at it.

• Also will make snow angels.

• If you ask, he'll turn into the tiger to play in the snow with you.

• He ends up going to sleep really early later that day, your cuddled up watching films on a phone, and he falls sleep 5 minutes in.

• He's had a busy day.

Edogawa, Ranpo

• Up really early and waking you up with him as he begs for presents. He really wants his presents.

• So thats the first thing you do.

• He's easy to buy for. You get him anything related to sweets and he's ecstatic - especially if they're really hard to come by snacks, or imported snacks from abroad.

• As for what he gets you? Remember that really expensive thing you mentioned a few months back? How you were looking to save up for this very specific collectable item?

• Well, he got it for you, you can stop saving now.

• Dinner is early. He wants to eat dinner early because then he'll have more room for snacks later.

• You comply because its Christmas.

• You cook dinner. He tries to help but gives up because he's useless in the kitchen. He just watches you cook.

• He doesn't want to play in the snow, but will if you want to. Don't expect too much enthusiasm though.

• The snow it pretty and he likes it, but it's also really cold and he's kinda lazy.

• He'd rather just sit with a cup of hotchocolate and watch the snow with you.

• You two don't watch films. Electronics are banned!

• You play bored games instead.

• You invite Fukuzawa and Yosano and play board games.

• Fukuzawa will suggest monopoly - say no.

Akutagawa, Ryuunosuke

• He's not getting up. Sorry.

• He's got the day off, like Mori has basically said - It's Christmas, don't do any work.

• Gin Wakes up early though.

• You spend the time up until Akutagawa Wakes up making breakfast with Gin.

• You exchange presents with the two siblings and its not really a momentous occasion, but rather just a small simple exchange - except you and Akutagawa banded together to get something really expensive for Gin, along with a few extra items.

• You get Akutagawa a new tea set. He won't say anything but you'll catch him using it later that evening.

• Akutagawa won't play in the snow, but he'll watch you and Gin.

• You can't convince him either.

• He looks so grumpy! Don't worry he's haply enough.

• You don't have a full Christmas Dinner, but you do have a small dinner in the evening. The rest of the day is snacks.

• In the evening everyone is doing their own thing.

• But Akutagawa will let you cuddle up to him if you want. It is Christmas afterall.

Dostoyevsky, Fyodor

• I'm sorry but your not celebrating Christmas :'(

• OK, no, but seriously. You can get Fyodor into Christmas Dinner at least.

• He's not a festive guy okay? Can't force someone to celebrate Christmas.

• If you really want to though, he'll budge a little. He's not changing his mind, and you need to understand that, but he will get you a small present and have dinner with you.

• He's not decorated.

• He's not going out in the snow either. Partly for his own health.

• The night is like any other. If you want a Christmas film on, fine, but he's going to keep reading his book, he's not interested.

Gogol, Nikolai

• He's all over Christmas.

• Decorations EVERYWHERE.

• He's got you a bunch of presents too - all last minute buys, some of it might be stolen. Who knows?!

• He's expecting something big from you, something great. Good luck finding something.

• Forgets about Christmas Dinner.

• Will drag you out into the snow and beat you at a snowball fight so severely that you'll never want to see snow again. (Not really, he needs someone to throw snowballs at next year)

• It's not that he loves Christmas or anything. It's just that it's an excuse for presents and celebrating, and if he gets even an inkling thay you like Christmas, then he's going to go overboard on the whole holiday.

Sigma

• Your probably the first person he's celebrated with

• He did a lot of research for this.

• So, the morning was an early wakeup,

• He got you a LOT of presents. Like, he had a list of things you'd mentioned over the year, and if you hadn't already brought it yourself, he went ahead and got it for you.

• It was excessive and your spoilt.

• You almost feel bad about what you for him because of it, but he assures you that you didn't need to.

• Still happy to accept your gift though, very happy.

• Dinner is actually rather simple. It's nice, quiet and it's just the two of you.

• He's taken measures to make sure Nikolai doesn't pop up and interrupt you.

• You can't play in the snow, considering your in the sky casino.

• But you do sit with him and watch from one of the many windows in a nicer part of the casino that's also private.

• It's calm and pleasant and relaxing and you'll probably fall asleep.

• He'll try and carry you back to your room, but probably won't succeed, he's too scared of accidentally waking you up.

• So he ends up falling asleep there with you.

Suehiro, Tetchou

• You'd never realise it until the day, but he's actually pretty exited for Christmas.

• He Wakes up early, and when you wake up and question it, he plays it off like he's just getting ready for the day but the expression on his face tells you hoe exited he is.

• Presents - he made you something. It's not fantastic, but he put in a lot of effort, so you appreciate it anyway.

• As for what you got him? Something he can eat, like chocolate. He'd like that i think.

• As for dinner, don't let him cook! Or at least, let him think he's helping, let him do something he can't mess up and do the rest yourself. It'll be okay. If you cook it, he'll eat it, even if the colours don't all match.

• He's not interested in the snow. At least, that's what he says. It'll take a bit to get him to admit to wanting to go out in the snow

• Or you could just say you want to go out in the snow, and he'll insist on accompanying you.

• You both build a snowman each. A snow couple!

• His kinda sucks though.

Jouno, Saigiku

• He's not bothered about Christmas, but if you are then he's going to spoil you and be mean about it.

• He Wakes up at his usual time. Of course, if you got up early, he stirred a little, but didn't get up.

• When he does wake up he doesn't say much, just a small comment or reply to your questions here or there.

• He's another one who's spoilt you.

• He had a list of things to get you that he'd remembered.

• He brought (dragged) Tetchou along to buy those gifts.

• They were all things you liked too. You haven't exactly mentioned the things he got you, but he knows you well enough to be able to come up with things you never even realised you would've wanted

• He does make fun of how exited you get, only lightly, and the smile on his face is genuine - he's happy.

• He asked you not to get him anything, wether or not you bother is up to you. It'd be nice if you did though.

• You two don't have Christmas Dinner.

• You do have A dinner, it's just something small, homely, easy to make that both of you like. No need for a big dinner.

• The night ends with cuddling. He'd quiet, holding you and simply listening to your heartbeat as it slows and you fall asleep.

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Might be a lil out of character, but oh well, it's Christmas.

Masterlist :3

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the-s1lly-corner · 5 months

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Hiiii could you maybe do some TADC with a stress toy like reader? like a squeaky toy almost, who doesn't mind and actually kinda enjoys being squeezed cuz it's like a tight hug? If not the whole cast maybe just Gangle, Pomni, n Zooble pls I just really like your hcs

Gangle, Pomni, and Zooble with a stress/squeaky toy reader!

EHEHEHEH i made a mocha Frappuccino today its very yummy suck it starbucks you suck as a company and make mid as shit coffee anyways i hope you enjoy this anon!

POMNI:

honestly i can kind of see pomni making squeaky noises when she gets crushed or squeezed or otherwise squished. to imagine you guys just hugging one another and just. you both make a squeaking sound LMAO. anyways i think pomni subconsciously squishes you, like doesnt fully realize shes doing it.. kind of gets a little embarrassed when you bring it up to her in a teasing tone.. please reassure her you dont actually mind and she can go right ahead with clinging onto you... probably more likely to squeeze you more after another day of trying to find an exit (and obviously not finding one)

ZOOBLE:

honestly i dont think they would use the fact that youre like a toy for the most part. zooble doesnt strike me as the type to like physical affection all that much, actually i dont think they like touch in general.. maybe thats just me projecting me aversions onto them but you know. srhugs. but every now and then you guys DO hug and cuddle.. probably jumps a little when they squeeze you a little too hard and earn a soft squeak from you.. probably ask if you made the sound with your mouth or something. cue them learning something new about you, unless they saw you make the sound after like. getting crushed during an IHA/j

GANGLE:

shes not strong enough to make you squeak/j ...though now that i think about it; does gangle have the same strength as she did when she was in her real body? or is she limited by her ribbons + some pity strength so she can actually support herself and her mask.. makes me wonder about the physics and rules of the digital world.. but thats off topic. i think that she would give you full body hugs, oddly very stressed (gee i wonder why, definitely not because of some rabbit/s)... its nice having someone around to let her vent her stuff out, usually hangs around you during free time and IHAs.. very nice, me thinks... building off of the possibility of her not being able to make you squeak i think it would be funny and sweet if you made the noise with your mouth (badly intimidating it, obviously).. its the thought that counts you know?

#tadc x reader #the amazing digital circus x reader #digital circus x reader #gangle x reader #gangle x you #pomni x reader #pomni x you #zooble x reader #zooble x you

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omg idk if u do nsfw request but could you like write jealous cove x fem reader nsfw? i think cove isn’t the type to feel possessively jealous but there’s times he can’t let it go but it’s not a like “your mine!!” type possessive more like a “im yours!!” possessive? IDK IF THAT MAKES SENSE SORRY

DW IT MAKES A LOTTA SENSE N I AGREE W EVERYTHING U JUST SAID!! i hope i lived up to your rq 🙏🙏 i enjoyed writing this sm

tags : NSFW, fem reader, jealous cove, service top cove, hand jobs, penetration, between step 3 and 4, you are in college, mention of wanting to marry you

(mentions step 3 "happiness" moment and you getting upset when cove doubted you'd still be together at the end of summer in step 3.

also i'm thinking abt the patreon moment n how cove likes just a hint of pain n runnning w it, i'll never recover from it!)

synopsis : cove is jealous and worried about you finding another man, so you ease his anxiety.

you have always reassured cove that you love him, that he makes you the happiest girl in the world. you promised him that he doesn't have to do anything special to make you happy, that he alone makes you happy.

cove can't help but feel loved every time he thinks about it. and after you got mad at him for doubting the strength of your relationship, brought to tears by the notion, cove promised himself to never make you cry sad or angry tears ever again if he can help it.

but you're standing there, talking with a classmate of from one of your classes and you're laughing and he's looking at you with one too many hearts in his eyes and a darker voice in the smallest crease of cove's mind wonders if you'd like if he looked like that.

hair styled in a way that was casual but handsome, and a ribbed turtle neck under a cream jacket.

cove quickly dismisses that thought, knowing you prefer him in less layers and that you'd never ask him to change his style unless the weather called for more layers must to his chagrin.

unable to take anymore, broken by the guy putting a hand on your shoulder. cove steps out the car, easily taking long strides and he calls out to you.

"y/n!"

you turn around, happy as a peach to see your boyfriend and cove's heart throbs at how easily you forget about the guy in front of you. "are you ready to go eat? its gonna be lunch rush soon..." cove bites h is lips, wondering if thats a good enough excuse to get you out of this guys reach before he puts too many moves on you.

"yeah, just-" you adjust your backpack straps and turn to address your classmate but you step towards cove, taking his hand in yours. "i gotta go, but you should check the online class board, you can download the notes from there! bye!"

cove pulls you away as you barely finish your greetings, opening the car door for you but he slams his own door and winces but pulls out the lot nonetheless, making the drive back to your shared home.

"cove? what's wrong?" you put your hand on his thigh soothingly but cove just jumps at the sudden touch, his head hits the steering wheel, trying to use the break at the stop light to push away his jealousy.

knowing he can't hide from you, cove address you, looking at you with teary puppy eyes, not wanting to upset you but his heart is in turmoil.. "i'm jealous. i know i shouldn't be but- but! that guy was definitely hitting on you and i know you love me but i'm worried you'll leave me for someone better an-" cove whimpers, blinking his eyes as he focuses on the road again and turns onto your street.

"cove... i'm so sorry baby, i- i didn't even notice he was hitting on me. he was just asking about what he missed during class... if it helps, he's only in my elective class! we're not even in the same major so-"

cove cuts you off, quickly and smoothly parking the car in your designated space. "it's not just him. like.. baxter, or derek. i know we haven't heard from baxter in awhile but he was so smooth and flirty and confident. and derek, well derek is nice and reliable and.. i don't know." cove leans over the console.

"i don't want you to leave me for someone better, i know you said you won't but. i love you so much. i wanna be your's forever, i wanna marry you one day! i love being your boyfriend so much, y/n.." cove frets, pushing his head into your hand when you cup his cheek, fighting tears and failing.

"cove. i love you. you'll always be mine." you kiss his face, hovering over his lips, "you'll always be my special lover boy."

cove purrs, melting into your kiss. when you pull away, cove looks at you with hooded lids, "l-lets go inside..."

you barely make it through the door, your hands running under cove's shirt and he trembles trying to put the key in the door, steadying when you wrap your hand around his and guide him.

when the door unlocks, you pull cove in, kissing his neck as you reach behind him to flip the lock and slip the chain through the track. "y-y/n, ahh.." cove mutters breathlessly, some other words escaping his mouth in a jumbled mess but you hear a stuttered "feels good" and you keep going, pulling him through the house to your bedroom.

on the way, your shoes are left haphazardly in front of the door and a trail of clothes breadcrumb the hallway.

you push cove onto the bed, stepping out of your bottoms and left in just your underwear, you help cove unbutton his shorts, pushing away shaky hands.

you slip off his boxers, deciding to take care of cove while he's still pliable. "shh baby, let me take care of you.." you settle in his lap and cove throws his head back in a shaky moan when your hand wraps around his sensitive cock, stroking him slowly and swiping your skilled hands over his weeping slit, knowing how to work your boyfriend's body in the best ways.

"y/n..." cove whines, bucking his hips into your hand as you grope him through his boxers.

"t-tighter, please.. ah!" cove groans when your hand tightens around his cock the way he likes, feeling a knot build in his abdomen at your increasingly faster strokes. "i'm, i'm close.. mh-" cove gasps, finger tips digging into your hips.

in his lusty haze, cove looks at your bra and works the front clasp the way you showed him. you grin knowingly, enjoying cove's blush as his eyes train on how your breast bounce when the clasp comes undone.

you arch your back, encouraging cove to play with your chest. his lips clasp on your collar bone, nibbling and sucking lightly so as to not leave marks but when you flex your hand around his cock cove bites particularly hard, sure enough to leave a bruise.

something primal inside of him feels pleased at that.

cove shudders, looking up from your chest to meet your eyes. "w-why did you stop?.."

you smile, kissing your lovely boy on the cheek. "don't want you to finish yet." you reach for a condom, urging cove to lean against the pillows.

you're not too worried about stretching yourself as you'd had sex the night before and only applying ample lube for what will definitely be a bit of a long night, thankful your classes are over for the day.

cove takes his place, shaking when you roll the condom over his sensitive cock. you straddle his lap, hands gripping his shoulders as you line him up with your cunt.

you sink onto his cock, moaning sharply when his tip hits your bladder from inside, your cunt sensitive and nearly dripping with your slick.

when you finally take him to the hilt, his cock rubbing all the sensitive spots inside you and reaching deeper than you could ever reach on your own.

cove gasps and holds you tighter when your cunt trembles around him, kissing you as you gently bounce on his lap. "cove, cove..." you mutter, breathless and your eyes water at the sensation of his cock dragging against your gummy walls.

cove grips your hips, grinding your hips together making you moan loudly. "can i.. *swallows* can i move too?"

you nod, whining when cove instantly bucks his hips into yours, taking the lead at your instruction.

you pull cove into a kiss, your tongues dancing together before the kiss turns gentle and loving. breaking away for air, cove trails kisses down your neck as you gasp and moan, his cock hitting your walls in a way that makes you leak with more slick and clench tightly around him.

"i'm gonna cum, fuck please cove! more!"

cove reaches for your clit, his thumb circling your sensitive clit as he brings you over the edge. "i love you y/n, so happy to be yours.. please cum, wanna feel you cum around me." cove whispers sweet and dirty words in your ear, "you feel so good.. ahh fuck, thats it.. agh fuck!"

cove trembles, cumming into the condom as your pussy tightens and your thighs shake on either side of him.

cove collapses into your shoulder, wrapping his arms around you and you both shake in each others embrace.

"i love you." you kiss cove's head, coming down from your orgasm.

cove kisses your neck back, his lips tickle against your sweaty skin as he speaks, "i love you too.."

"cove? what're you-"

you pull yourself off his lap, cove throwing the tied off condom in the trash and before you can get up he pulls you back into his lap.

cove's brilliant blue eyes drill into you, sparking the flames of your heart and your cunt throbs with need. "i still want you.."

you laugh, happily sinking into the bed with cove on top of you.

cove grabs a condom from the open drawer and rolls it over his sensitive but still hard cock, quickly sinking into your warmth.

he moans shakily, drawing his hips back and slamming back into you, your legs wrapped loosely around his waist so he can fuck you and still steal a kiss from you.

cove leans into your neck, his body supported by his forearms but he still looms over you. "i love you.. so happy to be your boyfriend, ngh-.. i-i love belonging to you."

you scratch down cove's back. "you're mine.. ah!" cove picks up the pace, ignited by you agreeing that he's yours.

cove mumbles happily into your neck, most of his chant muffled by his face buried in your neck; sucking marks and hiding at the same time. most of it is moans, but you hear a few "yours.. yours..." among his moans.

cove grunts at the use of the nickname, buoyed to go further and he reaches between your bodies to rub your clit.

feeling that knot in your stomach, you tell cove you're coming. "c-c'mon cove! make me cum, want my sunshine to make me cum!"

you reach orgasm together for the second time, cove dripping sweat onto you.

you both pant, the temperature making you squirm.

cove speaks first, "..i love you, love you so much. i'm sorry i got jealous.."

"its okay cove, if this is how its gonna be you get jealous more often!"

cove groans, embarrassed by your teasing. "carry me to the shower?"

cove pops up, bright like an obedient puppy. "yes!"

#our life: beginnings & always #cove holden smut #cove holden x reader #cove x mc #cove holden #cove x reader #smut #cove holden x reader smut #cove holden x mc smut

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iheartchv · 1 year

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🌷🌻🌷Turtle of choice x F!Reader🌻🌷🌻

Another entry to the March TMNT all 4 1 challenge hosted by: @turtle-babe83 @thelaundrybitch @leosgirl82 and @post-apocalyptic-daydream

(This piece was actually requested)

🌸Prompt: “Spring has sprung! And like said Spring, I too am sprung!”

Warnings: mating season... need I say more?😂 do not read if you are under 18; this was written by an adult for adults. Everyone depicted is 18+

You are in the turtles' kitchen, cleaning the dishes. You cooked for your turtle beau and his family. It felt nice to make them something instead of ordering pizza all the time. After the meal was finished, you insisted on helping cleaning up. And your boyfriend wanted to help.

However that was just an excuse to get closer to you. Not that he wouldn't not ever help you; he'd never let you do all the work. Since the warm weather had come back to New York, he knew it was that time again. The urge to have you next to him was greater than any other time... as well was another urge.

He walked up behind you and slid his arms around your waist. He placed his chin on your shoulder. "That was delicious, baby. But even though I just ate, I'm still hungry..."

You could hear that teasing tone in his voice. It was the voice that made you shiver with delight, that made your body grow hot and achy. "Oh? Well, what're you hungry for?" you asked back with the same suggestive tone.

"You."

He lightly kissed the side of your neck, moving to the back of your neck, and kissing any exposed skin. He buried his nose in the crook of your shoulder to inhale your scent. His moan was like a purr.

You giggled and reached your hand behind you to hold the back of his head to you. "Spring must be here~" Not that you were complaining. It always felt so good having him kiss you or touch you.

“Spring has sprung! And like said Spring, I too am sprung!”

He pressed himself against your backside. You knew then he wasn't kidding. He was already hard as a rock. You figured thats probably why he moved around in his seat earlier. (He was also giving anyone looks if he thought someone was looking at you the wrong way or even sat close to you at yhe table)

"Well, I shouldn't keep you waiting, then.~"

Last year, he went a little too feral. You forgave him even if you were sore for a while, and it took him a while to actually forgive himself for being so rough with you. He promised to never do that to you again.. unless you wanted him to.

You asked,"Baby, remember last year?"

"Yeah?"

"I was thinking maybe you could do that again."

"Are you sure about that, sweetheart?" His mutant sized hands held your hips. "Because once I start, I'm not stopping." His teeth scraped the nape of your neck, causing you to gasp and shiver.

"Yes, I'm sure. I'm prepared this year."

"Oh really?" his brow ridge raised and he smirked a sexy grin. "Let's find out"

He turned you around, lifted you by the back of your thighs, and sat you on the counter. One of his hands stayed there to squeeze your butt cheek and the other running up and down your whole body. His lips captured yours in a heated kiss that then turned into a tango of tongues.

"Mmmmm, (Leo/Raph/Mikey/Donnie)....~" you moaned. Heat started to bubble in your belly and spread like a wildfire. Your hands splayed over his plastron and slid down his torso. You felt his muscled thighs and buttocks and snuck downward to stroke his erection through his pants. That earned you a growl like churr rumbling in his chest from your turtle man. You would never get over how sexy it was to have someone who looks like a turtle but was all male.

"You want it wild? You're getting there...." he said in a dangerously low breathy voice. He switched places with you, standing against the counter and holding the edges while he told you to get on your knees and pull his cock out. You did so, undoing his pants and then letting his throbbing cock spring free from its confines, while looking up at him. Your tongue touched the tip and teased him.

"God you're so friggin gorgeous, you know that?!"

"So are you~"

You licked him up, down, around to get him wet, and then took what you could of him into your mouth (he was already at the back of your throat). Slowly you bobbed your head down and up his hard length, adding a swirl of your tongue around the head and using your hands to pump him every now and then. Your eyes looked up to see his face: his eyes half lidded with pleasure, his mouth open as he was lost in the ecstasy. His chest moved as everything he was feeling took his breath away. Plus hearing his sharp intakes of breath and his moans was making you hot and wet. It turned you on that you were making him feel so good and making him want you.

After sometime he stopped you from making him blow his load. "Pleaseplease stop, stop, stop! You're gonna make me cum!" You let him go with a pop. Heavy breathing was all that filled the room. For an instant you had forgotten that you were in the kitchen, not the bedroom; you both were so lost in the moment that you forgot about your surroundings.

You smirked and gave one last lick to a sensitive spot. The look he gave you was one of pure lust, and you couldn't help but squirm as desire took hold of your body. His voice shook you to your core.

"Bedroom..." What he was wanting to do to you, he was going to need all the room and privacy he can get.

Upon entering his room, he locked it behind him and was stripped in a second. He basically tore at your clothes to get you completely naked. He kissed you again quickly before going down your body, past the apex of your thighs, then back up to stop between your legs. He could smell your arousal, and it made his own arousal soar high. He grabbed your hips and had you against the wall. Your legs draped over his shoulders, and cupping your cheeks he started eating you out.

You gasped at the first jolt as his tongue licked your hidden bud. When he started sucking your clit your hands held his head, keeping him there. "Yes, baby! Yes!!~" you cried out. He then used his skillful tongue to plunge inside you, brushing against your gspot. Your head thrashed as you tried to not drown in this sinful bliss. Strings of profanity escaped your lips.

He could feel you clenching around his tongue, so he knew you were close. He slid one of his digits inside, brushing along your slick sensitive walls. "Cum, baby. I know it feels so good~ Cum for me."

The orgasm that hit you made you cry out in pleasure that anyone could've heard you. But you didn't care at the moment. He drank your juices as it flowed out of you. Your body shook as you came down from your high. Catching your breath you leaned forward, pressing your breasts into his face, trying to calm your beating heart.

"Good girl" he growled against you. His hard on was twitching like crazy. You did this to him, and he loved every minute of bringing you to heights of pleasure.

Soon you found yourself on your knees, @$$ up in the air, and a pillow underneath your head. He towered behind you and whispered hotly in your ear,"You want me as badly as I want you?" he teased.

"Yes~~~" you whimpered in response.

"Good. You're gonna take every inch of me, aren't you?" he teased agsin as the head of his dripping cock rubbed up and down your slit. Once he slid inside, there wasn't no going back; he was going to pound you into the matress, and fill you so full of his seed, you wasn't going to feel like getting out of bed.

"Yes~~~"

"Hang on." he warned.

You gripped the sheets under you and steadied yourself for what was to come next. But even though you prepared yourself, you still felt the painful burn of him stretching you fully. You hummed a moan in your throat as he pushed deeper.

Above you, you heard him groan in pleasure. Your walls pulsated around him. You felt every vein and ridge of his manhood. It was stimulating. You gave him the okay to start moving, and he pulled back before thrusting forward.

"Oohh!~ god~~"

He held your hips and rocked himself hard and fast into you. He let all control go. The speed took your breath away. You knew you were going to be bruised later, bu it felt too good. Your sensitive walls was becoming overstimulated. You would come undone sooner than you expected.

"B-babe! I'm close!"

He didn't stop slamming his pelvis against your backside as he leaned down to your ear. His hot breath fanned over you. Hot chills spread everywhere, causing goosebumps yo form on your skin. "Tell me, who do you belong to? Who makes you feel this good?"

You screamed out his name over and over as your answer. As you came, he bit your shoulder and continued to thrust so deep in you. The sounds that erupted from you would've made anyone blush.

He slowed then came to a halt to give you a moment to gather yourself. He checked in on you, making sure you was okay. You felt like jelly, but you was okay. He was still hard inside you. You mentally prepared yourself again for a round 3 of an orgasm because you knew by the time he was through, you were going to be screwed brainless with drool on the sides of your mouth and cum dripping out of you and down your thighs.

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romeulusroy · 4 months

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Just Hold Me (Roman Roy Oneshot)

Word Count: 1,243

Character/s: Roman

Inspired By: ace song by lizzie burton

A/N: I may or may not have signed myself up for a sa support group at my college, which is scary and terrifying and I still don't feel like I belong, but I'm sorta proud ☺️ I go in for a screening because there's only one spave left, but hopefully it goes well? It made me think of Roman and all his issues. It just feels good to write again. Please don't feel alone if you've gone through or are going through this kind of thing. I'm always here to talk 💕✨️🌈

Succession Masterlist

You don't have to jiggle it or press upwards. You don't have to fidget or shake or try a second time. It doesn't rattle and the door doesn't fight back. The key fits perfectly. Inside the apartment is warm despite the space. Warm and quiet and dark. You take it in like you always do. The tv on the wall, reflective and massive. The floor to ceiling windows that make the city lights look like stars. Below you can hear the murmur of traffic, cooing like a baby fast asleep. The kitchen is sleek and goes unused if you're not here. The bathroom door is open, only for guests. You drop your coat, your keys and wallet and shoes. You let everything fall down the edge of the couch. There are no indentations. There is no pilling of the fabric. It is not worn the way yours is. This place is sacred. This place is holy. This place is your second home. A golden strip of light throws itself from the doorway down the hall. You don't need this invitation, but it's nice anyways. You follow.

It wasn't a bad date. It wasn't a good date, either. Third or fourth, you weren't sure what counted as one and what didn't. Still, they came with expectations. You blamed yourself, later on. You told yourself you lead them on. You gave them an idea, a want, a false narrative. You invited them over. The door stuck. The couch was frayed. The whole place was small enough all your furniture touched one way or another. Together, all of you. You and them and your things, your sanctuary. You wanted to watch a movie, order takeout. Thats what you did. They grew close to you, wrapped their arm around you. You offered a few blankets. The heater was always unreliable. You laughed. You joked. It was good. You thought things were going good. The story was coming to the end, the resolution, and it should have clicked. You should have told them, explained to them, but you weren't worried about that. It didn't cross your mind like it did everyone else's.

The bedroom is the most lived in. His button down shirt flung on the floor. You step over it. His shoes, his pants, all of it leads from one door to another. His bathroom. The door is shut, but you can hear him humming to himself beneath the running water. He never makes his bed. Says it's better to crawl back in just like the night before. It smells like him. This whole place does. His cologne, his soaps, everything trapped between the linen. You go to your drawer, the last one in the dresser, and pull out a pair of pajama pants and a big t-shirt. You don't fear the door will swing open. You don't worry someone's watching. He's not. You change without a second though, for a brief moment as naked as you'd ever be in his bedroom. You leave your clothes in a neat pile.

It wasn't a third or fourth date kind of talk. It wasn't any kind of talk. You didn't say it unless you had to, and even then you were reluctant. It wasn't fair to compare your story to others, people who had it so much worse. It wasn't right to use that terminology. It wasn't fair to real victims. So you danced around the subject. You made excuses. And when it was time, because it always was, you'd end it. You believed you couldn't ask someone to live without. . . to deprive them of something so natural, so human. It wouldn’t be right or fair. That was asking too much. Even when you really liked them. Even when you really found yourself falling for them, there was always that roadblock. This thing you still can't get over, you might never get over. Please, you'd beg, don't make me say it. You wished they'd just get it without the questions, the accusations, the hypotheticals.

You take your place in the bed, climbing through the pillows and covers. He notices, though he doesn't say anything. Instead, still humming, he turns out the lights. He throws himself into the mattress, half landing on you, making you laugh. Didn't see you there, he smiles. Of course he did. He always does. For a while you're both quiet, staring up at the ceiling, until he moves to his side. You follow, facing one another. Bad date? He asks, his voice small in the black of night. Like you're at a sleepover, afraid of getting caught by the adults if you talk too loud. You nod, your head rubbing against the pillow. Fuck em, he says. Isn't that the problem?

Beneath the blankets their hand slides down your thigh, between. . . You want to jump. You want to grab their wrist hard enough to break it. Instead you smile, standing up, saying something about popcorn. When you come back with a full bowl the credits are rolling. They don't want to watch another. They lean in, filling the gap, kissing you hard. Needy. You do what you think you should, what's right: you kiss them back. But then they're leaning further and their hands find your shirt and you can feel your heart speed up. It feels like it'll crack through your ribcage. Um, you try, I don't- I can't- I think I should probably get to bed. It's late. They look confused, before they assume. I'll join you, eagerly they say. No, I didn't- fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I think you should leave, you blurt out.AIt's the only way to make them stop. Angry. They always leave angry and hurt and frustrated. You really did like them. You really wanted to see them again. They slammed the door and that was enough of a tell to delete their number.

It's my fault, you hear yourself before you realize what you're doing. If only. . . But you let it drop before it becomes something he feels like he has to refute. He doesn't respond. The conversation always goes like this. A date. A rejection. You find yourself coming back to him. Of course you love him. Of course he loves you. But it's just not something either of you can have, not like that. So you date. You try to, at least. You try to find someone who can live without. And in the meantime, you have him to fall asleep next to. In rare moments, moments when you let yourself cry and relive all those terrible memories, moments where your date doesn't listen to the word no, he might hold you. Tight. Like he doesn't know how to do it properly. You're not sure what kind of night it'll be. You're so close you can see the sleepiness in his eyes. Thanks for letting me spend the night. Did I have a fucking choice? You roll your eyes, punching him somewhere close to the arm.

They were angry. They always were. And confused. Confused why you didn't want them. Why didn't you want to go further? Why couldn't you? What was wrong with you? But Rome understood. He got it. You two, it was the same. Different, but the same. So he holds you when you need it, even if he's unsure how, and never questions why you come back. You always come back. Because even when your dates go well, they will inevitably end.

#writing #roman roy #roman roy imagine #roman roy drabble #roman roy oneshot #roman roy fic #succession #succession imagine #succession drabble #succession oneshot #succession fic

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ominoose · 9 months

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𝐎𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐲 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Characters: Steven Grant, Cecil, Basil Stitt Summary: Oscar Characters dating a gn! reader that dabbles in witchcraft (written secularly) Warnings: None

☽ 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐭

+ When Steven first finds out you dabble in witchcraft, he's intensely curious. His attitude is essentially "Wot's all this then?". At first, he relates it back to everything he knows on Egyptology, comparing any practices you do to that, "Oh! That's similar to what the Ancient Egyptian's did!" or "Hm, that's not how it would've went down back in Ancient Egypt...".

+ He ends up doing a ton of research, half of which isn't even applicable to you, but he likes knowing the ins and out of things, it's his love language. He wants to show genuine interest and care both because its his way of showing he places important on your lifestyle, and because he's genuinely curious.

+ Tries to be as respectful as possible. He knows from Marc being Jewish the amount of importance certain identities or practices can have to people, so with you he's doing anything he can to take it seriously, whether its not touching things or giving you silence to work. That said, he can be a bit teasing sometimes, especially when you give him things, "Hope you didn't put a little hex in my tea." or "What're you going to do, turn me into a frog?!".

+ If he finds out you've left a little sigil note in his work bag to ward off negativity (Donna) or you invite him to join you in making a nice, charged soup, he's ecstatic. Rambling and smiling like a sap, honoured you've involved him.

☽ 𝐂𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐥

+ "Are you... The Blair Witch?" No matter how many times you may tell him you're not the stereotypical, evil, hexing old witch that only brews evil potions in a cauldron, he doesn't fully believe you. Anytime you go outside and someone is rude to you, by cutting you off in traffic or saying a mean word, he's side eyeing you warily, mentally picturing you cackling as you put their hair into a bubbling green vial.

+ The above isn't to say he's scared of you, he's not. Cecil's quite laid back about the whole thing, it's just another facet of you to take in his stride. You're leaving water in jars outside to make moon water? Sure, cool. You need him to pick up certain herbs when he's getting shopping? No problem, (unless its anything other than rosemary and thyme, then he has no idea what the herb is). You want to weave him an intention bracelet? "Aw, babe, that's so romantic."

+ Doesn't understand how it works and perhaps never will. When he's watching sports and his favourite team loses, he'll be sighing and turning to you to ask if you can do something, "Can't you like, manifest them to be less shit? Use your moon water, the moons ball shaped, thats, like, symbolism, right?". No matter how much you try to explain the inner workings of your craft, he will not understand. In his mind, his partner does this weird stuff but it's cool and he will never get on the wrong side of them because he will end up going missing in the woods.

☽ 𝐁𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐥 𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐭

+ Basil is absolutely stoked to have a witch as a partner. He thinks it is the coolest thing ever and romanticises the whole thing a fair bit. All of what he knows about witchcraft comes from pop culture, his mind is full of cliches. When you're forced to tell him that you cannot summon lightening or banish thunder clouds, he's quite disappointed, but quickly bounced back, "It's fine, whatever! You can still hex monkeys, right?"

+ He will watch you in awe if you do anything, asking questions about what something does, why you're doing it, why you're using that, what does that thing mean. Eventually he'll learn and get used to your practices, and it becomes part of his routine with you, he looks forward to seeing you do any rituals.

+ When he's more used to your witchcraft and it does become routine, he might even ask to join some of it, "Can we make a spell jar together? Or will it blow up on me?". When he accepts his scar and mantel of 'Lightningface', completely letting go of his ego and outside perceptions of him, he's ready to delve in and explore new things which your witchcraft helps him do. It's another thing to help ground him, its not exactly common and if he'd spoke about any of it in his past peer groups he'd be ostracized, but now he finds strength in that.

#steven grant x reader #basil stitt x reader #cecil x reader #oscar isaac #omiwrites #i just started uni and a new job #pls take these scrappings

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yamamasjumpercables · 4 months

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hiiii ml

you should do reader x matt or chris (you pick)

they’ve been best friends for years and are in love with each other but they try to push away their feelings

finally one of them snaps and confesses their feelings

smut or fluff whatever you’re comfy with <33

“I always have”

Best!Friend!Matt x Best!Friend!Fem!Reader

Warnings: cussing and Matt being a little jelly (thats it)

a/n: second writing attempt 💆🏾‍♀️

Friends to lovers trope was always your favorite. You enjoyed watching or reading friends becoming something more. You would get mad when the two main characters failed to express their true feelings for one another. Yet here you were failing to express your true feelings to your best friend Matt, dragging out your own story line day by day. You have known Matt since middle school. Both of you became friends when he offered to help you find your class, after seeing you walking around the school like lost puppy. Ever since then you guys have been attached to the hip. Hangouts, FaceTime calls, sleepovers that end in his two brothers over staying their welcome. Cool secret handshakes turned into hand holding. Side hugs turned into a three minute bear hugs from Matt. Conversations in his room would end in both of you cuddling up with each other. For some reason you failed to notice the longing in his eyes whenever you guys made eye contact, the way whenever you were speaking the only noise in the room was from you never from him. Matt knew he had feelings for you, he knew that you were oblivious to every subtle touch, every compliment that went into a whole speech on how amazing you are. I mean at some point he’d have to give up, but he didn’t. Matt knew it was just a matter of time till you figured out that everything he did for you, was way more than what you thought. You on the other hand thought he was just being nice. You were actually head over heels for Matt but, you never acted on your feelings. Always pushing the thought of you and Matt being more than just friends to the back of your head to rot.

You were currently on Matt’s bed scrolling through Instagram, while Matt was streaming with his brothers yelling at them through his headset. “Nick did you see the comment about Y/n?” Chris asked. “What are you talking about?” Nick asked annoyed. “Which one Chris?” Matt questioned. “Someone is trying to flirt with her in the comments” Chris said laughing. “What are y’all talking about?” You asked still scrolling on your phone. “Oh it’s nothing” Matt said unconvincingly. “I guess I have to take matters into my own hands then”. You say getting up off the bed walking towards Matt’s desk, bending down to see what they were talking about. “Y/n is so beautiful if she’d let me, I’d definitely take her out” You read in the comments. “Is that an offer” You say intrigued. “Seriously Y/n don’t do that” Matt says a little annoyed. “What am I doing” You asked innocently. “Are you seriously gonna go out with some random, come on now” Matt says rolling his eyes. “I don’t know why you’re doing all that it’s not even like we’re together” You mumble. “Ok and I’m just trying to protect you Y/n”. Matt says getting upset taking off his headset. Now Matt wasn’t the jealous type, but when it came to you it was a different story. “From what Matt please tell me”. You ask. “You know what forget it” Matt says annoyed, putting his headset back on. “Nah tell me, what’s the problem Matthew”. You say upset, taking Matt’s headset off his head putting it on his desk. You and Matt both know you don’t use his full name unless we’re upset about something. Matt mutes his mic and turns off his camera. “That was uncalled for.” Matt says running his and through his hair aggravated. “It really wasn’t since you started having an attitude with me first.” You say annoyed. Matt scoffs “Whatever Y/n” Matt says, trying to end the conversation before he says something he will regret. “Matt dont whatever me, you know I hate when you do that shit” You say aggravated. “Just explain to me why are you asking so damn jealous Matt.” You yell trying to understand where his attitude is coming from. “You want to know why I’m jealous fine, I’m madly in love with you and I have been since the day we met” Matt says passionately, it feels like a weight has lifted off of his shoulders. “Everything I do is to make you happy.” Matt says. “I could be having the worst possible day of my entire life, then when I see you all I want to do is just be near you, your smile, your voice, even when you laugh.” Matt says. “It hurts me to even think about you with anyone else, I’d literally dedicate my whole life to make you happier.” Matt says, gently grabbing your hand. “I’d rather tell you everything I love about you than sit here and argue”Matt says softly. At this point tears are running down your face, you quickly realize everything you thought Matt was doing just to be nice was actually what you had denied the entire time. “I’m I love with you too Matt” You say sniffling, attempting to wipe your tears with sleeves of your navy blue hoodie. “I always have.”

Hope y’all enjoyed 🧘🏾‍♀️ & thank you to ml who sent the request @worldlxvlys

#chris sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #matthew sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #matt sturniolo #chris sturniolo x reader #matt sturniolo x reader #matt sturniolo fanfic #yamamasjumpercables

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heartsoulspiritelite · 10 months

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Dominik Mysterio x Y/N

This one is not very good but eh ill post it anyway. Ill make a better one, idk when tho.

Female reader

Y/n = your name

N/n = Nick name

Summary-

Y/N and Dominik used to be best friends, they told each other everything, but once everything went south the Mysterio Family Y/n couldn't bring herself to forgive to him.

As she was walking around backstage, she bumped into the person she's been trying to avoid.

Dominik Mysterio.

Former Bestfriends

Y/N and Dominik used to be best friends, they told each other everything, but once everything went south the Mysterio Family Y/n couldn't bring herself to forgive to him. Not when he hurt his family like that.

When Y/n and Dom were friends she wasn't a pro wrestler but she supported him throughout his whole career, she was training with Rey Mysterio to beome a wrestler one day and she was so so grateful.

In 2023 Y/n got signed with the WWE. She couldn't be happier. she thanked Rey everyday for his help, without him she wouldn't be here.

She was quite nervous though. What if she ran into Dom backstage? Would he ignore her? Would he remember her? All these thoughts were running through her head as she was walking around backstage, They hurt.

As she was overthinking she didn't realise she walked into somebody- or a couple people actually.

"OMG IM SO SOR-" She tried apolagize before she realized who it was she bumped into.

She looked up and see the the person she'd been trying to avoid.

Dominik Mysterio.

"its alright.. wait Yn is it really you..?" He said in shock staring her up and down

"Yup! Nice to see you again. Bye" She tried to leave before one of the people beside him grabbed her arm

"Who the hell are you?!" The person who she knows is Rhea Ripley asks her.

She was scary, She truly terrified Y/n, She was really pretty though.

Dominiks eyes widened when he saw what was happening

"Mami calm down, Balor, Priest can you guys takes her to the locker room or something?" He pleaded

Mami. The name was just as cringy to hear it in person than it was on tv. She must admit though, Hearing it come from Dom's mouth made her blush, shes always had a crush on him, she never dare to tell him though, She'll take it to her grave unless he makes the first move, She doubts he will though, Seeing him all happy with Rhea... She'd never have a chance with guy like him. They aren't even friends anymore.

"Y/n come here" He motioned for her to follow him and he took her to an abanded locker room

They both sat down on the ground and just stared at one another waiting for someone to break the silence.

Dominik chose to.

"Look im sorry" He whispered

"You should apolagize to your dad" She whispered not looking him in the eye

"I know i should, but thats not why i was apolagizing. Look im so sorry for practically abandoning you and bringing you into all of these messes, I just miss you, I miss you so much n/n"

She teared up at his confession

"I-i miss you too Dom" Both of the superstars smiled at each other

"I can't believe you got signed. It about he time, congrats" He congratulated her

"Thanks" She giggled before continuing

"You look good by the way" She complimented him

His cheeks turned a rosy pink at her compliment.

"Thank you, so do you Y/n"

Y/n looked down, avoiding his gaze while picking at her shirt before she told him what was running through mind.

"I-i dont think we can be friends again" y/n mumbled

"What... Why not" Dominik asked sadly while shaking his head

"You're with the judgement day. They're your friends Dom, plus Rhea wont like me hanging out with you, I think its just better if we avoid one another, im sorry." She smiled at him numbly

"NO.. I was friends with you first, it has always been you n/n i dont need them, its all just Vince and triple H's plan. I need you" He rushed out standing up

Y/n stood up with him and grabbed him hands, looking him in the eye.

"It'll be alr-" She started before she got cut off

Dominik kissed her.

woah.

Y/n froze in shock before she kissed him back and grabbed his neck lightly to deepen the kiss while he put his hands on her waist..

She felt him smile against her lips.

"You don't know how long i've wanted to do that'' He mutters while looking dazed.

"Well i see why they call you dirty dom" she mocked him while smirking

"Shut up" he blushed

"I've loved you for so long"

"I love you too, Remember all i need is you, Its always been you"

~cross-posted on Wattpad & ao3 ~

#dominik mysterio #yn #oneshot #wwe imagine #judgement day #rhea ripley #finn balor #damian priest

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heyiwrotesomethings · 1 year

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hey maddy have a nice day so

shinobu x FEM reader thats like sanemi {he backstory I mean)

(shinobu and her dont get along at first but after shin found out what happened to her, after visiting her hometown for a mission and talking with the people there<gossip gossip> she went to find her but when she did she was Infront of her family's graves, the reader knew shin was watching but didn't say anything about it until after a hashira meeting where she snuck into shins room/lab you choose and she almost screamed because she didn't hear them but she silenced her and confronted her about watching her in the graveyard where shin apologizes (maybe friends to lover after idk up to u

anyway sorry it's VERY specific but I know you'll do great byeee 💜💜💜

Chipping Down a Wall

Shinobu Kochou x She/Her Reader

A/N: Heyyooo 💜! It kinda got a little rushed in the end, but I hope you like it! If anyone doesn’t want to have a general idea of what Sanemi’s back story must have been like, maybe skip? Like I didn’t completely use his story, but the message is there. Another note, some swearing ahead. Anyway thanks for reading! Word Count: 3,223

“What a sleepy little town,” Shinobu mused, taking it all in, “so unlike a cold and brutish someone I know.”

When Shinobu had received an order to complete a mission in the hometown of one of her fellow Hashira, she immediately knew she was going to collect all the embarrassing dirt that she could on her.

It all started last year when (Y/n) had first joined their ranks. Shinobu had tried to be welcoming, asked her questions to get to know her better, but she had quickly learned that (Y/n) was not interested in being friendly.

She had snapped at Shinobu, probably hoping to scare her away, but that had only pissed Shinobu off and made her go out of her way to bother (Y/n) constantly in the months to come. With her persistence, she did manage to eek information out of (Y/n) from time to time. One of her biggest successes was when she had tricked (Y/n) into telling her where she was from. It had only really counted as a success to Shinobu because of how angry (Y/n) had gotten when she realized what she had told her, but now that information had become relevant to her once more.

It was such a small town, surely Shinobu would have no trouble finding people who knew (Y/n). Since she had finished off the demon the night before, she had all day to nose around.

“Ah, excuse me,” Shinobu put on her friendliest smile as she approached an old woman, rocking in a rickety chair next to a weathered medicine shop, “have you lived here long?”

The woman tilted her head downward, peering at Shinobu through her spectacles with one eyebrow raised.

Shinobu would take that as a yes.

“Would you happen to know the (L/n) family?”

“Mm.” The old woman subtlety winced. “Haven’t heard that name in quite a few years now… it’s nearly taboo to talk about.”

“Oh?” Shinobu’s interest had been piqued, but not in the way she had expected. Why was the woman so somber? Was Shinobu stepping into something she shouldn’t?

“I helped deliver almost every baby in this town for nearly three generations. I helped bring the parents into this world, and their children as well when the time came. Yes, I knew that family quite well. Such a warm and hardworking lot they were.”

Were… Shinobu’s smile dimmed, but her morbid curiosity did not. The Demon Slayer Corps had no shortage of unfortunate tales, but she had never really felt the desire to pry into those awful stories without someone bringing them up first. Not until (Y/n), it would seem.

“What happened to them, if it will not upset you to tell me, that is.”

“Killed. The whole family.”

“The whole family?” Shinobu restated. She knew that wasn’t completely accurate, unless (Y/n) had a fake identity. Shinobu wouldn’t put it past her with how closed off she was.

The old woman sighed, agitated, and adjusted the blanket over her lap needlessly, “No, not the whole family,” she spoke almost tersely, “There was one survivor. The girl did what she had to do. Poor thing.”

Shinobu waited for her to settle and continue. This was obviously hard for her.

“I know what you are and what you do, young lady. So I will be very straightforward with you. Do not ask the other townsfolk about this matter of your curiosity because they did not understand it then, and they don’t now.”

Shinobu stood a bit straighter, fully invested.

“The father was turned into a demon and lost himself. I doubt you need any more details than that to get the picture, but somehow one child managed to survive and she was found bloody and beaten on the ground next to the house that had become consumed by fire.” The woman pointed her chin at something behind Shinobu.

Shinobu turned and saw a hill. Years of time for the earth to heal had passed, but the scorched trees still stood to serve as a reminder. Shinobu turned to face forward once more.

“Others would be happy to gossip with you and tell you that she had started the fire to purposely kill everyone inside, but I know every child in this village as if they were my very own, and I can tell you if she could have sacrificed herself to the flames for their lives to continue on, she would have.”

The old woman patted the blanket, then began to fold it neatly.

“She’s a good girl, even if she pretends not to be. She’s just trying to protect herself. No family, no home, the only things here for her are old neighbors who demand her head.” With a grunt of exertion, the old woman stood,

“But then again, I’m just a senile ol’ bat. You’ll believe what you’ll believe,” she slid open the door to shop and looked back at Shinobu over her shoulder, “but if you see little (Y/n), tell her to come visit me at some odd hour if she’s feeling brave. The winter months are coming, and I’ve made her a haori. I’m sure the old one is all tattered strings by now, but my, how she gets attached to some things.”

Shinobu smiled knowingly, picturing the ratty haori in question, though her expression was overall subdued,

“You have no idea.”

The old woman snorted quietly and gave a crooked smile before closing the door behind her and leaving Shinobu alone.

Fun thoroughly trampled, Shinobu’s logical next course of action would be to pay her respects to the fallen family. If (Y/n) was perceived as a wanted criminal in her hometown, she probably couldn’t visit the cemetery as often as she would like. And being the sole survivor of her family, the upkeep of the grave probably suffered as a result.

So she bought some supplies and followed the shopkeeper’s instructions to the cemetery. She went down each row, looking for the correct surname, then paused when she realized their was someone a few rows ahead of her.

It was (Y/n). Shinobu wasn’t sure why, but her heart leapt in her chest. It was probably because of (Y/n) saw her there, she’d kill her, but threats of bodily harm never gave Shinobu pause before, so now shouldn’t be any different. Regardless, Shinobu slowly lowered the bucket of supplies to the ground, possibly for (Y/n) to use if she saw fit, and quietly backed out of the cemetery, believing that she had gone unnoticed.

***

Shinobu was fully absorbed in her work, writing detailed notes on the results of her latest experiment. It hadn’t gone exactly as she hoped, but it was a more promising result than her last attempt. She was so engrossed in her thoughts and the scratching of her pen that she failed to notice someone striding into her lab with purpose.

“Just who do you think you are!?”

Shinobu found herself spun around with a hand over her mouth before she could even scream. Which worked out just fine for her. It would have been embarrassing to scream, her pride wouldn’t have allowed her to forget it and (Y/n) probably wouldn’t have let her forget it either if she didn’t look the most enraged Shinobu had ever seen her.

“Did you follow me? Thought you’d come for a free show? Well? Was it everything you ever dreamed it could be— UGH! Gross!” (Y/n) pulled her hand away from Shinobu’s mouth and hastily wiped her palm on her pants.

“Did you just fucking lick me?”

“Well, were you just going to keep asking questions, or did you want actual answers to go with them?” Shinobu stepped back to give herself a little more space. Her damn heart was pounding again. It had been a long time since she had been startled like that.

“I am going to answer you now and I’d appreciate it if you stayed quiet until I’ve caught up.”

(Y/n)’s eye twitched.

“Firstly, I was in the area due to a mission. Yes, I did recall you grew up in that town and so I wanted to do a little looking around, but—“

“And so what did you find?” (Y/n) interrupted bitterly, “That I’m a murderer that needs to be turned in to the authorities? Or perhaps forget that and have me tried through the Corps? You’d love that, wouldn’t you?”

Shinobu slowly released a breath, trying her best to remain patient.

“I know you aren’t a murderer, (L/n)-san. I had spoken to an old woman there, who sends her regards and wants to give you something by the way, she told me everything.”

“Tch—“ (Y/n) crossed her arms tightly over her chest, “why would you believe her? Maybe I did do it on purpose. That would make sense for someone like me, right? Just let them all burn.”

“You didn’t.” Shinobu casually refuted. She wasn’t in the mood to feed into any negative nonsense. “You aren’t a bad person. I’ve known that much since I first met you.”

(Y/n) scoffed.

“I’m serious,” Shinobu held (Y/n)’s bitter stare unwaveringly. “Did you know that most of the time when you end up in my infirmary, it’s because you took a hit for someone else?”

“They got in my way.” (Y/n) snarled.

“I also heard about that new public library and literacy program that was constructed near your estate. Funded all by a single anonymous donor. Oh, and public vegetable gardens and fruit trees as well.”

“Could have been some rich old fucker.” (Y/n) hissed growing more uneasy.

“Except that district is apparently notoriously known for its poverty. No lord would consider investing in such a place. They probably aren’t even aware of its existence, nor care to know.” Shinobu stepped back into (Y/n)’s personal space, smirking inwardly when (Y/n) moved backward and bumped the heavy table behind them.

“You are a good person, (L/n)-san. Perhaps even a better one than me,” She spoke softly.

(Y/n) couldn’t seem to speak and Shinobu continued,

“I went to the cemetery because I thought your family plot might need a little maintenance since you are technically on the lamb. I didn’t know you would be there, but I’m sorry that I intruded nevertheless.”

It was quiet for a minute. Then (Y/n) looked up from the floor and gave Shinobu a sideways glance before looking anywhere else. Her frown deepened.

“Sounds like something a good person would try to do for someone.” She grumbled. Then she slid out from between Shinobu and the table and marched out the door, scaring a couple Kakushi that happened to be walking by.

Shinobu moved to leaned back against to table, finding herself suddenly exhausted. At least she was still fully intact, and though it had been a rather intense talk, Shinobu felt like she had a better understanding of who (Y/n) was as a person.

***

It was somewhat awkward between them for a while after that. Shinobu had been making an effort not to tease and poke at (Y/n) as often, which in turn gave (Y/n) no reason to lash out.

Shinobu was surprised at how quiet and fidgety (Y/n) was when there was no reason to snap at anyone. Especially around Shinobu was when she seemed the most restless. As if Shinobu was going to tell everyone that she was a soft philanthropist who loved reading and graciously accepted lovingly sewn haoris from elderly women.

Shinobu subtly rolled her eyes. As if that would be the worst thing in the world. But she kept it to herself anyway. It was strange, but being one of the only people to know what (Y/n) was like when she thought no one was watching felt special and it allowed her to do things she never would have bothered with previously.

Things like going out to eat together after a joint mission, or showing up at her estate with little gifts and making small talk. Eventually (Y/n) began to drop by her place as well to do similar activities. They were getting along very well. Until they didn’t.

A few months later, (Y/n) suddenly stopped coming around and when Shinobu tried to visit her, she either wasn’t around or not answering on purpose. Shinobu let it slide the first couple times, but on her most recent visit when she knocked on the door and received no response, she decided to let herself in.

She roamed the halls, eventually happening upon and open side door. Resting with her back against a wooden support beam and one leg dangling off of the side of the engawa, (Y/n) was absorbed in a book.

“You should really learn to lock your doors.”

“Holy fuck!” The book in (Y/n)’s hand tumbled to the ground as her hands kept to her chest.

“Oops,” Shinobu smiled, “I didn’t mean to frighten you. I apologize. Let this be a lesson in locking doors in the future. However, if you keep avoiding me once you pick up the habit, I will break a window.”

“Shut up!” (Y/n) groaned, sitting back up, “I’m not avoiding you. I’ve got a life outside of doing dumb stuff with you, you know.”

“Oh? Like sitting by yourself for several days like Tomioka-san? What a full life. I’m so envious.”

Shinobu walked over to sit beside (Y/n) and when (Y/n) tried to put more space between them, she followed.

“Get out of my personal space, Kochou!”

“Hmm?” Shinobu leaned in and overtly studied (Y/n)’s body language, causing the other girl to feel increasingly nervous and agitated.

What Shinobu hadn’t noticed during the time that they became friends, was that (Y/n) had developed a crush on her. Not entirely surprising since Shinobu had become a big constant in her otherwise shut-off and icy existence.

But (Y/n) couldn’t possibly give Shinobu the chance to figure out her feelings! She couldn’t afford to be that vulnerable, it spelled disaster for sure! So, instead of having Shinobu figure it out and stop talking to her, (Y/n) broke away first. Obviously it didn’t have the intended effect and now her heart was hammering because Shinobu went through all the trouble of coming to see her when she could have gone on without her as she did before.

(Y/n) felt the intensity of Shinobu’s stare on the side of her face and dared to turn her head back to glare at her, but when her nose had been close enough to brush against her own, (Y/n) quickly jerked her head back, hitting the back of her head hard against the wooden support beam.

“Son of a bitch!” (Y/n) hunched in on herself, clutching the back of her head tightly in her hands. “Could you just fuck off?!”

Shinobu was not so easily intimidated, she never was. Instead she placed a hand gently over (Y/n)’s.

“Let me see. I’m surprised you didn’t collapse the roof on top of us with that amount of force.”

(Y/n) didn’t move her hands away fast enough for Shinobu’s liking, so she pulled them away herself. Then she angled the other Hashira’s head to rest against her chest and she inspected the back of her head. (Y/n) stiffened against her.

“No blood at least. You’ll have an awful bump though, I can already feel it I think,” a mischievous grin crossed Shinobu’s lips, “But maybe I could give it a kiss to help the pain go away.”

“Don’t you fucking dare.”

“You aren’t pulling away though.”

Before (Y/n) could get too far, Shinobu renewed the strength of her hold to keep her close.

“You are the one not letting me go!”

“It seems that I am. And I will continue until you tell me why you have been avoiding me.”

“My life doesn’t revolve around you! It’s none of your business!”

“Oh, (L/n)-san, your pulse seems to have jumped.”

That’s when (Y/n) noticed Shinobu’s fingers resting above the pulse point of her neck.

“Ooo, another jump. Careful (L/n)-san, your heart just might burst.”

“You are three seconds away from having a broken nose!”

“Why won’t you just talk to me?” Shinobu asked, more testy now than playful, “Did I do something wrong? I thought we had moved past this.”

“No.” (Y/n) replied tersely.

“Then what is it?”

(Y/n) pursed her lips, intent on staying silent.

Shinobu sighed, “As one emotion bottler to another, talk to me. I promise I won’t laugh unless it’s really, really funny.”

“You are the worst.”

“Come on, talk to me… don’t be so stubborn.” Shinobu poked at her until she squirmed, but she still didn’t let her go.

(Y/n) was still quiet, and Shinobu was almost ready to wring her neck, but when she heard a muffled reply, she held off.

“Could you say it at a volume that I can understand? I know you know how to yell.”

“I said I have a crush on you!” (Y/n) finally jerked free from Shinobu’s arms, “Happy? Now go home already!”

(Y/n) got up and before she could slam the door shut in Shinobu’s bewildered face, Shinobu wedged her foot in the door.

She clenched her jaw tightly to try to offset the pain shooting up her leg. That was going to bruise.

“Are you an idiot?!” (Y/n) ineloquently asked. She was worried she had just broken Shinobu’s foot, but of course an, ‘I’m so sorry, are you alright?’, was not the first thing that would come out of her mouth.

“No, but I could make a pretty convincing case on your behalf. Who tells someone they have a crush on them and then slams a door on their foot?”

“That last part was your own fault!” (Y/n) flustered. “Leave!”

“You don’t want to hear what I have to say?”

“I already know what you’re going to say!”

“Obviously not, otherwise I don’t think you would be crushing my foot right now. Could you please open the damn door?”

(Y/n) complied, only because she had never heard Shinobu swear before and Shinobu slowly slid her foot back. Yeah, definitely going to bruise.

“Now, about your confession— don’t say a word! My turn to talk, you listen.” Shinobu warned.

(Y/n) shut her mouth quickly. Shinobu was looking a little ‘stabby’ and she did not want to see where that would lead if she pushed too far.

“I think I understand why you were afraid to tell me this. You are afraid of getting hurt. You’re afraid of being alone. I understand, but you don’t have to hide from me because I like you too.”

“…you do?”

“I do,” Shinobu nodded, “so if you have doubts in the future, talk to me first before you talk yourself into building your walls back up. I worked too hard breaking them down to begin with.”

(Y/n) looked down in embarrassment which only got worse as Shinobu came up to coddle and tease her about how cute she looked like that. When she finally relented Shinobu laughed and took (Y/n)’s hand.

“Well then, let’s go into town. I’ve been wanting to go to your library and you promised you would take me, remember?”

“It is not my library!”

“What are the latest edition medical texts that you carry?”

“How should I know what they have, I’m not a librarian!”

As annoyed as (Y/n) may have seemed, her hand never left Shinobu’s once as they walked.

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getyourpoisonedcupofcoffee · 4 months

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do flipschitz romantically *going to movies then getting stuck by a sudden rain*

u dont have to do it if its to vague or hard to start with

have a nice dayy

Sure thing!! I'll try my best! Thank you so much for the request! <3 And have a nice day to you as well! Okay here we go rahhh (there's more underneath the break)

They walked out into the lobby, Ruth in a fit of laughing. "What do you mean the movie just ends like that??" Ruth giggled, trying to keep it together.

"Well, it's a part of a series, Ruth! There are many movies before, and likely after! It's a whole universe, and- and there's loads of lore behind it!" Richie smiled. He enjoyed seeing her like this - Out of the teenage angst they experienced in their everyday life. They rarely did things like this together.

They went to go through the lobby door but were stopped by someone behind the counter. "Are you sure you guys don't wanna stay in here 'till the rain stops?"

And sure enough, it was pouring down outside, so they sat down on a nearby bench.

Ruth leaned slightly up against him, reaching for his hand. He held her hand and smiled softly down at her before looking out at the people passing by.

"...Do you ever wish we could go unbothered by Max?" She asked, subconsciously intertwining their fingers.

"Well, yeah, most of the time. Pretty much all the time. He's a literal monster."

They both went quiet for a bit.

"..what are we?"

"...people?"

"No-! Well, yes- but, what are we?"

"...Considering that we've literally been dating for 3 months, I'd say that we're together. What, did you forget?"

"..Yeah- It all went pretty fast." she chuckled.

He smiled softly and gently planted a kiss on top of her head. As time went by, they shared stories to make time pass. Stories about pretty much anything that came to their minds, really.

Soon, the rain started to dial back and they decided that it would be a good idea to head home now.

They stood infront of one another, facing eachother. "..I guess i'll see you on Monday, then?" Richie asked. "Yeah. Unless I decide to pop by for shits n giggles." She chuckled softly.

"Yeah," He said with a smile.

They kissed before saying their goodbyes and parting ways.

OKAY THATS IT I HOPE YOU LIKE IT IM SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG I WAS IN SCHOOL ALL DAY AND I FINISHED THIS IN MY BAND ROOM WHERE I ENDED UP GETTING MAJOR WRITERS BLOCK

#request #reqs open #starkid #nerdy prudes must die #npmd #starkid npmd #richie lipschitz #ruth fleming #otp #otp prompt #THEY MY BELOVED #flipschitz #fuckin' nerds #writing #creative writing

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lord-of-the-bundle-of-sticks · 12 days

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me sin posting anyway

sins when sicky wicky going in whatever order idk im eepy

Wrath: somehow even more edgier.. rots in his bed most of the time. he doesnt even bother to do anything productive because he finds no point in doing so

he gets mad when people try to make him get out of bed or invade his personal space. he also hates certain medicines and prefers to eat specific foods that he wouldn't eat otherwise ("they're sick foods, why would i eat them if i'm not sick?")

he's not very skilled at taking care of sick people. he just listens to what they want and ask for, and he doesnt try and bug them unless he truly feels like he needs to (ex. if someone is violently coughing their lungs out or throwing up)

Gluttony: he's reduced to a baby. thats it thats the tweet /j

he tries to stay in bed for the most part, but he does also do his regular work out routines and makes his own food. he typically just makes a stew or a salad for himself and only drinks warm things when he's sick. he's the type of guy that you kind of have to force into bed instead of running around and doing stuff

when it comes to taking care of others he coddles them a ton 😭. he makes their food, makes sure they're okay, and stays close so they don't have to go very far to ask for something. he'll encourage them to do some workouts with him but he respects it if they dont want to

Pride (guys pretend its yellow plz): he's dramatic asf but we love him. he complains a lot about his sickness and makes it known that he isn't happy about it in the slightest. unlike wrath he enjoys getting all the extra attention especially if they make him feel superior even while sick

when it comes to taking care of people it's kind of like tough love. he really only takes care of people he truly cares about and even after that it's followed with a "you should be glad i spent time out of my day to take care of you!" but he does take the time to actually make sure you're okay. he feeds you the medicine himself and probably tries to make you feel fancy, even if you're all stuffy and snotty

Envy: oh wow okay

envy's already kind of bad at taking care of himself, so when he's sick it's pretty bad. he has to practically drag himself out of bed to make himself food or to just use the bathroom, and he either forgets to take medication or takes an awkward amount of it. it's safe to say that a caregiver would benefit him, but he hates being a burden to anyone, and he doesn't like feeling vulnerable either

he worries a lot when it comes to taking care of another person while they're sick. he tries not to come off as pushy or annoying as he tries to make them feel better, but sometimes that doesn't work. he's not a great cook but he does follow some recipes for the person so they can at least eat some good food

Greed: ew. anyway

i think greed would probably hate being sick since he feels like nobody actually takes him seriously, which ticks him off because he likes to have power, and a lot of people don't take him seriously in the first place. he doesn't like to come off as weak either

however if he was taking care of someone else i feel like he'd be so overly nice it's uncomfortable. it feels more like a fake kindness than anything, and of course he'd find a way to fuck around with you any chance he could get.

Sloth: sloth is pretty prone to falling sick. he's very similar to envy, not really taking care of himself properly, but he does a lot of sleeping. i think he'd probably end up sleeping more than he already does while hes sick.

he's always kind of in a daze when he's sick. he's honestly in a daze in general but it seems like whenever he's awake he's dissociated or just delirious

he's pretty bad at taking care of people however he does have good intentions. he makes the bed as comfy as he can, but he is pretty lazy so he's probably not the best person to be taking care of someone. he does get the person whatever they want if they ask for it though.

Lust: he tends to be kind of dramatic too, but not as dramatic as pride. he loves self care and making sure that he's healthy, so he reminds himself to take medication and even logs when he takes it so he can measure how much time should pass before he takes another. he likes eating oatmeal and other soups for the most part, and he's likely drinking broth or some hot chocolate.

when he takes care of people he pampers them with everything they could possibly need. he logs everything in a notebook so he knows when the person needs to take more medication, and he's there for comfort and company. he feels pretty alone when he's sick, so he wants to make sure that the person feels happy despite not being in the best shape.

@stanleyvampire14 come get ur food

#:p #should i do more posts like this?#i dunno what else i'd post about but throw some ideas at me i might do it #this took me like 40 mins get me out #my ocs #sins #sick hcs

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