#dragon magazine baby!

[ghostbyyourside]

in the middle of my wrestling magazine organization, baby bryan danielson appears!!

#wrestling #ring of honor #bryan danielson #i have too many wrestling magazines holy shit #baby dragon was so dangerous and precious to me

[skullrockbi]

Eddie Munson’s Sex Dungeon, 636 words, rated T for language, Steddie fluff

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Steve doesn’t always look at the tabloids, especially the ones about his husband. But this one caught his eye in the check out aisle. “Eddie Munson’s Sex Dungeon!”

Eddie having a sex dungeon was news to him. He picks the magazine up to read the article.

“We all know Eddie Munson is a dungeon master for Dungeons and Dragons, but rumor has it there’s another dungeon in this rocker’s life! In an exclusive interview with a close personal friend, details have been revealed of his basement sex dungeon.

‘Eddie asked me over to play a game, I didn’t realize what type of game he meant. I asked him about his partner and he told me I was too pretty to resist. I don’t want to be vulgar, but the night we had together was very passionate and kinky.’

The article included a picture of a woman’s hand being handcuffed by “Eddie.”  It was cropped to protect the source’s identity. Steve thinks if the source really wanted to remain anonymous she’d have a less distinct hair color. He knows those terrible and tacky highlights. The male hand closing around the metal had chipped black nail polish and one of Eddie’s signature rings. It was a convincing photo of you didn’t know any better. The unnamed source also shared a few snaps of the dungeon. Walls were covered in red drapery and there was a black velvet bench.

Steve refrains from cackling like a madman at the grocery store, but he can’t wait to bring this article home.

“Oh loverboy! Eds baby where are you?” Steve can’t help but use a sing-song tone of voice. 

“Sweetheart you don’t have to butter me up to help you bring in the groceries.” Eddie pulls Steve closer for a hello kiss. Steve starts to kiss all over Eddie’s face.

Eddie pulls him in for a deeper kiss before slightly pulling away. “I’m not letting the ice cream melt again.

They bring the groceries in and make sure all perishables are put away safely before Steve brings out the magazine. “Now Edward, is there something you need to tell me?”

He shows the cover proclaiming Eddie having a sex dungeon.

“Oh damn,” he replies deadpan. “The tabloids are onto my secret sex dungeon.”

Steve is giggling, “you have to read the article! Look at the pictures baby.”

“Is that my closet?”

“I mean we did have sex in there before.”

“Steve, this isn’t funny!”

“You’re right. It’s hilarious.”

Eddie throws the magazine on the table. “A stranger took pictures of my closet and is telling people I’m cheating on you.”

Steve points to the hair. “Not a  stranger.”

Eddie sighs, “I guess I need a new assistant again. Fuck.”

“You can worry about that tomorrow. Frankly I think right now what you need to do is take me to your sex dungeon and ravish me.”

“I can do that.” Eddie uses all his muscles to pick up Steve and throw him over his shoulder. “You can see my sex dungeon anytime sweetheart.” Steve chuckles breathlessly and smacks Eddie on the ass. 

Eddie tosses Steve on their bed and gazes adoringly at him for a moment. “Steve, you know I’d never cheat on you, right?”

“Baby, it was a silly tabloid story.”

“I know, but I just need you to know that I’m never going do that to you. I don’t like when those stories get published.”

Steve laces his fingers with Eddie’s and pulls him down. Steve presses a gentle kiss to Eddie’s lips. “I know you love me. Just like I love you. Now I was promised ravishing and a sex dungeon.”

Eddie gives his most cocky grin while pulling off Steve’s shirt and kissing the exposed skin. “Sweetheart when I’m done with you, you won’t be worried about our location.”

#steddie ficlet #steddie #steve x eddie #steddie fluff

[taevolu]

The Boss [First Part: "You"] 18+

Brief Summary: Hatred from the beginning, lust in the end. You are an obedient worker with a demanding boss. Will this end with benefits or love?

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader (ft. Jimin)

Genre: Smut

Word Count: 3,397

Warnings: bulling, alcohol, masturbation, degrading/praise, jkxdom, teasing 😩

Parts: one, two

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Working in an office and dealing with projects day after day wasn’t what you’ve planned on doing when you were little. You’ve always wanted to be that performer on stage, wooing people with the talent you were born with. But sadly, that was just one of your childhood dreams. After you’ve graduated college you had no other choice but to be an employee of a magazine company. It wasn’t as bad as you’ve expected it to be but the thought of having to research and do presentations added onto the hatred towards your job.

“Hey ___!” You hear your co-worker, Jimin, yell out to you from the other side of the room. You shot up your head from resting onto your arms to see Jimin happily waving at you across the room, you groaning in response. Jimin was always that euphoric person at work, it’s not like it’s bad or anything, it’s just too much sometimes.

Jimin is walking towards your cubicle with one of his wide smiles.

“I was wondering if you wanted to go out and eat lunch with me?” He asks. But as much as you wanted to, you didn’t want to take his request due to the amount of papers you had to go through and finish for that day. You ended up turning him down but Jimin wasn’t having it, yourself already knowing that this was going to happen.

“Oh come on ___, just for a while?” he pleads with puppy eyes. You chuckled at his expression and took it, “Okay I will eat lunch with you, Jimin. But it can’t be too long. I still need to finish my papers.” He nods with a smile, softly grabbing your wrist with his hand and dragging you outside to his car.

The drive under the gleaming sun with music and Jimin’s singing reduced your thoughts about work, glad that you took his offer.

In all honesty, Jimin wasn’t what you expected back in your dark years of high school. However, you were still glad to have someone like him to come into your life, glad that he stayed with you and helped you grow into the independent person you are today.

Back then, you were always that outcast in school who would always sit in the corner of the classroom and was the only person who would never have a friend to talk to at lunch. People saw you as a “freak” or that person who was always overly obsessed with idols who wouldn’t even notice your existence. That stated fact was something you already knew but little did they know, those idols were the reason for your happiness.

“Why don’t you cry out to your baby ‘G Dragon’ to help you?” Aries mocks you by fake crying, the other girls laugh in response. You were on the ground with your books scattered around you, pages ripped by the girls that were surrounding you. This was a typical day for you, not phased at all but this time they were more aggressive, bruises covered your body from the rough kicks you’ve been given.

You didn’t respond to the brunette, having another sharp kick to your stomach as a response. Making you whimper in pain.

“Hey Girls!” You hear an all too familiar voice call out. Your eyes widened in fear as you looked up to the figure which stood upon you, Park Jimin, a member of a group of assholes.

“Why don’t you girls step aside?” He pushes the girls to make his way over to you, gradually walking towards you while yourself is slowly moving away from his presence. Your anxiety increasing, for he is another reason for your devastation.

“Stop! Don’t come any closer!” You managed to choke out between your sobs. The fear that was present on your face made his soften. He squats down and sighs, looking at his feet. He starts to speak, “ ___-” He starts but you cut him off, “No don’t! You’re one of them!” You cry out. He looks up to you with an apologetic expression, sighing at the amount of horror he had on you.

His arm starts to extend its way towards you, lightly placing his hand on your arm making you flinch at his touch. “___, I’m not going to hurt you.” His voice soft, giving you a reassuring smile, “I’m here to help you.” He stands up and brings out his hand for you to take. You look up at him in disbelief due to his action he has done the day before, not accepting his offer. He lowers down his hand as he gets the hint of distrust that was shown through your eyes, about to speak but was interrupted by his friend, the biggest asshole in the group. His voice sent the both of you to turn your heads over to his direction.

He chuckles at the sight he was capturing between Jimin and yourself, “Are you really helping that fat bitch?” You wince at his words while turning away, making Jimin snap his head over to you and back to the asshole.

Jimin huffs in annoyance, leaving his spot in front of you to approach his friend. Seconds later, you hear the asshole groan in pain, your head shooting up to see him hunched over while holding his groin, then looking over to Jimin who had tight fists on his sides. His friend begins to snicker but then grew into full chuckles, chuckling turning into laughter. He then straightens his posture with a sigh, looking at you with a wink. You shudder in disgust as a response.

“This isn’t the end.”

―

“We are here!” Jimin exclaims in a singful voice. You jumped a little, tuning out of your thoughts, making Jimin lightly chuckle, “Didn’t mean to scare you.” He softly says. You just smile and exited his car to walk over to the deli.

The both of you already received your meals, sitting on a table close to the window to admire the scenery that was in the distance, making you relax your mind from stress. Jimin then breaks the silence, “What were you thinking about in the car?”

You turned your attention to the sandy haired being in front of you, “Oh nothing.” Giving him a reassuring smile.

He scoffs, “Sure ___, it was ‘nothing,’” He shifts his gaze to the scenery and shifts them back to you, “Tell me, what was it?”

You sigh in defeat, “Remember our high school years?”

The mentioning of ‘high school’ makes Jimin’s expression soften and shows of guilt, “___..” He begins but you cut him off to avoid the conversation about how sorry he is for treating you the way he did. Shaking your head, “No, no, Jimin it’s fine, I’m fine. I’m just glad that we are great friends, and glad that we don’t have to encounter those days anymore.” You take a sip of your drink, Jimin still staring at you with concern.

You look over to him, chuckling, “Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Have you heard about our new boss?” Jimin states. You quickly snap your head over to Jimin, raising an eyebrow in confusion.

“New boss?” You wanted to clarify.

He nods in response.

“Do you know the name of this new boss of ours?”

“Jungkook. Jeon Jungkook.”

You froze in place at the familiar name. Jungkook, that asshole back in high school, that asshole who has made you the most miserable being on this planet. You shook your head, remembering that you’re now an adult and so is he, telling yourself that he has grown out of his immature state from high school. But to think that a guy who bullied people in his past, is now the boss of the building you are working at was just nonsense. Your head begins to throb at the thought of Jungkook ordering you around, laughing while you’re being used like a servant.

“Earth to ___? Are you there?” Jimin is waving his hand in front of your face, “Time to go.” He smiles weakly, you nod in response, your mind still stuck on the new information about your new boss, Jungkook.

―

As you and Jimin make your way back to the office all you were thinking about was the news that Jimin broke out unexpectedly. However you had to shake it off when you were greeted with the stacks of papers that were almost as tall as the office building. You sigh in frustration as you go back to doing the same thing over and over again, until one of your coworkers speaks up to announce the same news. 

“Good Afternoon Map of The Soul Inc.! As you all have been told, Mr. Jeon is retiring from our company, but have no fear! His presence will forever be with us as his son, Jungkook, will take his place as our boss!” Everyone applauds and hoots at the announcement while he and his father walk up to the middle of our office. We see Jungkook smiling and bowing to everyone while You and Jimin try your best to acknowledge his presence by faking your smiles.

You try to not let your past get into your head because it's the past for a reason, right?

As you are lost in your thoughts Jimin nudges you, “Seems like he recognizes us.” He whispers. You slowly look up from the floor to lock eyes with your new boss. He winks and smiles.

Displeased, you shake your head and turn back to your desk to finish up your work for the day. “Can this day be over already?” You mumbled.

“I’m sorry miss, what was that?” Your body shudders at the familiar yet horrifying voice. As you turn back around, you see Jungkook standing just inches away from you. You furrow your eyebrows in confusion due to how quickly he walked over to you and Jimin in just seconds of turning away.

“Oh nothing boss. Just a lot of work to finish before I leave, that's all.” You force a smile. But as you stare at him you notice that he lost his baby cheeks and not to mention the height differences. He does seem different from how he was in highschool; instead of glares his stares are soft, his stance is no longer tense and more relaxed.

“___, you’re doing it again.” Jimin whispers in your ear. You snap back into reality realizing that you were just staring at Jungkook for the last 2 minutes. Jungkook chuckles lightly, not minding it.

“So I see that you two are still friends? And no I don't mean that in a rude way, it's nice to see familiar faces.” He bows in respect and walks back to his father to greet the rest of the employees. 

You couldn't help but notice his body transformation. The way his biceps stood out under his white button up, his cuffs rolled up just below his elbows that reveal noticeable veins popping out of his forearm, and his sharply defined jaw that he would flex every now and then. It felt wrong to keep staring when you were just dreading his presence seconds ago, but the butterflies made it hard to stop.

Feeling your continued stare, Jungkook looks back at where you’re standing, locking eyes with yours. You immediately look away to face Jimin as your face reddens in embarrassment. “So smooth ___.” Jimin giggles. You playfully slap his chest in response which makes his giggles turn into laughter.

You and Jimin always joked around with one another since being friends for so long, some of your coworkers assumed that you and Jimin were a thing but it was always a best friend relationship and nothing more. However, for some odd reason you felt a piercing stare. You glance up to see who it is, Jungkook. His smile that he had seconds ago went back to the glare that you remember back in highschool. You shrugged it off and told Jimin that they needed to go back to working on their projects.

―

You were finally at the end of the pile of your work when all of a sudden you were stopped by a whisper in your ear, “Meet me in my office please.” His deep husky voice immediately sends shivers down your spine. You nod your head in response and got up as ordered.

You followed Jungkook into his enclosed office, wondering what he wanted to speak to you about.

“___, I brought you in here to ask if you wanted to be my assistant? You’ll be able to develop new skills and knowledge about our company and even travel with me, interested?” This offer was huge and suddenly made you forget about the past. However, that would mean that you wouldn’t be around Jimin as often, the one person that actually kept you sane at this job.

“As much as I want to accept this offer, Mr. Jungkook, but I would have to think more about it. But thank you for considering me.” You replied with a smile.

He chuckled at your manners, “Just Jungkook is fine, ___. But once you’ve thought about it, just walk into my office.” He smiles.

―

“Come on ___! Loosen up a bit!” Jimin is trying to encourage you to go out to the bar and karaoke. But as tired as you are from everything you just wanted to go home and relax, then again he was still able to drag you into doing so. You both drank tons of tequila sunrises and long islands, sang both of your hearts out like there was no tomorrow and had random emotional breakdowns about work. Time was going by without you being aware that it was already midnight, you and Jimin took off while stumbling on each other's feet from being wasted.

“Are you sure that you’ll be fine by yourself?” Jimin slurs. Without thinking, you nodded yes to his question. Being in your drunk state you requested for a ride through your phone since it didn't feel safe to walk alone in the dark.

After what felt like an hour your ride finally comes by. Unfortunately, you were too wasted to even confirm the identity of your driver but you just shrugged it off because a ride is a ride.

“Where are we headed?” The man asked. You snapped your head to the man as his voice sounded familiar. You squint your groggy eyes to the rearview mirror to make up the man that was behind the wheel. Your eyes widened in realization of who it was, Jungkook.

“Oh I’m sorry, wrong car.” You try to open the door but he locks it before you can even attempt to.

“It's okay ___. I don’t mind. And I’m sure that at this time it's much safer for you to ride with someone that you know.” He smiles at you through the rearview mirror. You nod and send him the address to your apartment. The car ride to your place was silent, no music or talking, just the wind passing by as he drove through the empty roads.

As a long couple of minutes goes by, you are finally at your place. You thank Jungkook for the ride then open up the door. All of a sudden you hear the car go into park, you didn't think much about it and continued to walk to the door of the lobby but was then stopped when Jungkook aggressively yanked you by the wrists. You were shocked by his abrupt movement. You opened your mouth to attempt a scream but right when you were about to do so he covered your mouth. He then runs his free hand down the middle of your back to keep you still.

He slowly leans down to meet his lips to your ear, “It’s good to finally be around you again.” He whispers with a smirk plastered on his face. In your surprise you didn't stop his touch, you didn’t know whether you liked it or not, at this point you just blamed the alcohol taking over you body. 

With one of your free hands you gently tug his hand away from your mouth, “Soooo you wanna come inside with meee?” Your words came out slurred as you were still tipsy.

He gave you a low chuckle in response, “See you at work ___.” He winks.

‘Holy fuck that was hot’ You thought to yourself.

You walked drunkenly to your apartment, kicking off your shoes and making your way to the shower to wash off your sweaty body. After your shower you flopped onto your bed, your mind kept replaying the way Jungkook held your body and the way his body gave warmth to yours from how close he was to you. You let out a frustrated sigh, running one of your hands down your body to then reach your pussy. Just the thought of Jungkook made you crave his touch, to touch your aching pussy.

‘Fuck..Jungkook.’ You whisper while rubbing your swollen clit. You needed to cum, you needed to cum really bad. You quickly grabbed your vibrator that was set on your night stand, turning it on and slowly inserting it in your pussy. Your body shivers from pleasure, imagining that it was Jungkook fucking you.

‘Yes Jungkook, fuck me please.’ You spoke out loud. At this point you didn’t care how loud you were being, all you cared about was getting off on the thought of Jungkook. Then all of a sudden you heard a knock on the door. Were you being that loud?

You quickly turned off the vibrator and pulled up your shorts to make your way up to the door. You peek in the peephole to see the person that was on the other side of the door.

Jungkook?!

You froze in place, shocked to see him outside of the door when you were just touching yourself by the thought of him. You lightly palmed your face in embarrassment, hopefully he didn’t hear anything. He knocked again which startled you back to reality. You finally open the door to see Jungkook holding up your purse.

“I believe that this is yours ___.” He says with a lopsided grin. 

“Yes that is mine, thank you for bringing it back.” You stuttered along with a nervous laugh. ‘Fuck, by the look of his face he must have heard me.’ You attempted to grab your purse to quickly go back inside your apartment but got stopped by Jungkook, getting a hold of your wrist once again.

He leans in closer to your face, your breathing becoming uneven from the sudden gap being closed off by his presence. “Does the thought of me turn you on, hmm?” His deep husky voice making you shiver, your pussy only becoming wetter. You felt your nipples harden under your thin tank top, making you pull your wrist away to cross your arms to hide them. However, Jungkook had other plans. He pushes you back into your apartment, following along and closing the door behind him.

“Jungkook-“ You tried to speak but he silenced you with an unexpected kiss. His tongue finding its way to meet up with yours, moaning through the kiss. He lifts you by your legs, your legs now wrapped around his waist, lips still locked, and places you on your dining table. His lips start to trail down to your neck, leaving wet kisses. You moan in pleasure, your pussy now soaked.

Jungkook gradually went lower to your breasts, pecking each one before crouching down to meet up with your aching mound. You gasp as you feel his hands ride up from your thigh, slowly making his way to your pussy. You closed your eyes with your head falling back, waiting for him to finally touch you.

“Fuck, you’re so wet ___.” He chuckles. “Wanna explain why you’re so wet? Hmm?” He hums while kissing your inner thigh. All that left your mouth was a moan, your mind not able to think of what to say. But with your silence, Jungkook aggressively slaps your thigh, having you wince at the sudden pain.

“I asked you a fucking question ___. Answer the fucking question.” He growls. His face was full of lust and a hint of neediness.

“Because of you, Jungkook.”

―

PLEASE do not copy, translate or post my writing on any other platform without my consent. ―taevolu🤍

credits:

Picture -  Andre Benz (unsplash.com)

Jungkook PNG - starcolors13 (deviantart.com)

#bts #bts fanfic #bts jimin #bts jungkook #bts smut #bts jin #bts jhope #bts namjoon #bts rm #bts suga #the boss #taevolu #taevolu fanfics #jungkook smut #jungkook fanfic

[incorrectbatfam]

I h3ad cannon athat all the batfam members have had/are still in their emo/goth phases.

Example:

Bruce dressed as a bat and punches criminals at night (I also head cannon that he listens to the rolling stones and MCR)

Anyways thoughts?

Also what were the other batfam members emo/goth phases like?

Dick: He was hella neurotic in his late Robin/early Nightwing days. That plus his mullet and guitar tells me he probably tried to live out of a used van he bought for $700 after a fight with Bruce only to come home a week later when someone knocked on his window.

Jason: He's the theater/classic lit goth. When he was younger he would read by the glow of a candelabra even though the lights work perfectly fine. Post-resurrection, he graduates to the biker anarchist who has no problem launching a molotov at a CEO's mansion.

Tim: He's from the 90s. He's sitting in that Y2K grunge-emo-punk gray area where his playlist is a mix of the Clash, Nirvana, and Green Day. He's coloring his hair with Kool-Aid, playing with makeup, ripping his own clothes, and talking about new songs on AOL.

Damian: He's aiming for dark academia, but that's hard to pull off if you know what American schools look like. He annotates the margins of his books with notes he thinks are insightful but are actually just basic observations. Also he listens to Imagine Dragons.

Duke: This kid isn't emo or goth, he is a punk through and through. Sassing the cops? Jumping off a bridge? Leading a ragtag vigilante team? If he wanted to, I bet he can pull off a leather jacket with some homemade spikes while blasting Bad Brains and Death.

Cullen: Canonically, he watches anime and Supernatural, and I've made a lot of Tumblr references with him. He's definitely your quintessential 2010s emo nerd—Black Parade, fandoms, the whole shabang. He also definitely followed Dan and Phil.

Stephanie: She strikes me as the early 2000s pop-punker—think MySpace and Avril Lavigne. She probably had a Not Like Other Girls phase that she quickly grew out of. I can see her cutting posters out of magazines and sneaking her MP3 under an oversized hoodie.

Cassandra: She canonically listens to Killswitch Engage, so I like to imagine what she was like as a baby metalhead. Maybe she thrifted a Pantera shirt and chopped her hair with safety scissors. And at concerts she's absolutely up front when the wall of death happens.

Barbara: I think she dabbled in a little bit of everything without ever outwardly expressing it. Her playlist is all over the board, from softer rock to screamo. She also experimented with makeup a little, like black lipstick, and is more involved in the activism side of things.

Harper: She's definitely industrial punk with a huge emphasis on the DIY aspect of the subculture. She strings soda tabs into chains, turns old screws into boot spikes, and even learned to give herself tattoos. She also absolutely has a drawer full of patch pants.

Carrie: She's a TikTok e-girl, leaning into the pinks and purples along with black and white. She turns fishnet leggings into gloves and has a bunch of animal ear headbands. She also listens to Melanie Martinez and Tame Impala regardless of if they count as alternative.

Kate: Queer people play a huge role in the punk scene and vice versa. I can absolutely see Kate jamming out to an early Pansy Division track or searching places like Bandcamp to support smaller indie artists. Also she has a jacket that says "Nazi punks fuck off."

Alfred: Before punk and its subgenres, Alfred was canonically a delinquent and in that day, delinquency meant gelled-up hair and moving like Elvis. The hair didn't work out for him, but he was able to catch one of the first shows Buddy Holly played in London.

Selina: Alt cultures are based on not having much and working with what you got. Selina would use the five-finger discount at big-box stores and save her money to support small businesses. She also went around listening to free local rock shows on Fridays.

Bruce: He listened to the Rolling Stones before, but his first real intro to the scene was a handmade zine he found on the floor at school. From there, he explored more underground artists and took up journaling as a way to vent his feelings. And then: Batman.

#dick grayson #jason todd #tim drake #damian wayne #duke thomas #cullen row #stephanie brown #cassandra cain #barbara gordon #harper row #carrie kelley #kate kane #alfred pennyworth #selina kyle #bruce wayne #batman #batfamily #batfam #batboys #batbros #batkids #batsiblings #batman family #dc comics #headcanon #ask #anonymous

[momo-ceros]

the convenience store at the corner || ken ryuguji/reader

summary; there is a small konbini on the way to musashi shrine that belongs to your grandmother. forced to help out, at least there are cute boys to look at. one in particular

tags; sfw, reader is a year older than draken, draken is a simp, teenage boys being teenage boys

author’s note; momo writing something in the holy year of 2023? impossible. i wanna start writing more i think so feel free to send in requests.

You were working at a small shop owned by your grandmother after school, which just so happened to lay on the path between his and Mikey‘s school and Musashi Shrine. Despite their rowdy reputation, you always greeted them with a kind smile but also did not shy away from using a sterner tone, particularly when Mikey made grabby hands at the Takoyaki behind the counter.

His crush on you made him feel ridiculous. He was the fearsome vice president of the Tokyo Manji Gang yet uttering more than a ‚hello‘ and ‚thank you‘ towards you seemed like an impossible task. He rather take on entire gangs all himself before you knew.

How unfortunate that you did. Whatever made teenage boys think they were slick about their crushes, you didn‘t know but you wish you had that kind of self confidence in other matters. You weren‘t blind, of course you saw the way the tip of his ears flushed in a deep red when he came to the counter. Honestly, it was kind of endearing.

You didn‘t know a whole lot about him, not more than what was told on the streets. You were a year older than him, he was some high ranking member in the teenage toddler group that were delinquent gangs and certainly seemed to be the most mature. Certainly more than his little friend who seemed to love drawing dick on the review notepad meant for customers. You were certain that Draken was 99% of his impulse control.

‚Draken‘ you had heard his friends call him on numerous occasions. That and ‚Ken-chin‘, but he did not seem to appreciate that nickname too much, judging my his reaction.

‘He was sorta cute’, you concluded as you sat behind the counter, your eyes following him, as him and his friends made their way through the store, laughing and joking around.

“They are still 150¥”, you chastised in a monotone voice, looking up from your magazine as Mikey flinched and moved his hand back from the pastries in front of the store.

“But we are regulars!”, he complained loudly pouting.

“No. He is a regular”, you said, pointing at Draken, who immediately flushed faintly, trying to keep his posture, “he is a regular. You have never payed for a single thing in your life here.”

Mikey grumbled, unable to deny the fact that Draken brought everything here anyway while he just picked what he wanted to have.

“Fine. Since I am unwanted here I am going to leave”, he said, leaving Draken alone to pay for their snacks with you.

“Sorry about him”, Draken apologised, rubbing his neck nervously as he placed the items on the counter.

You started to scan the items, taking your sweet time.

“Its fine. I’ve gotten used to it. Must be annoying for you to always be on baby sitting duty.”

“He can be annoying. Real annoying. But imma still follow him”, Draken said earnestly.

“How unfortunate”, you hummed, a glint of humour in eyes as you grabbed a milk bun.

“I didn’t-“

“Free of charge. For being a loyal costumer”, you said, winking at him.

Draken gulped and dropped the sweaty yen coins onto the table.

“Thank you. I am sure he will appreciate it.”

You mulled over the thought that just came for you before shrugging. Might as well go for it.

“One more thing”, you said as you rang up his change and scribbled something on a piece of paper before handing both to him.

Draken stared in confusion at the string of random numbers.

“Uh… thanks?”

You leaned forward, resting your head on your hands.

“Thats my number, dragon boy. Free of charge. Give me a ring sometime”, you teased with a wink.

A deep, scarlet blush spread across his cheeks as Draken stuttered out a thank you before speedwalking out of the store, pushing instead of pulling the door, quickly rejoining his friends. How fun.

You watched him stumble, rejoining the group of his friends who, upon hearing the recent development, cheered for him. Boys. It was kind of adorable actually.

You stretched, staring at the clock. 2 more hours. Maybe you would close your shift and the shop to a message.

#;momo’s writing #tokyo revengers x y/n #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers fluff #draken x reader #draken x you #draken x y/n #ken ryuuguji x you #ken ryuguji x y/n #ken ryuguji x you #draken fluff

[papastarion]

Thinking about (Dad) Astarion related to pregnancy/birth itself as an experience and how he reacts and how it affects him, because that’s what my research is focused on right now, so that’s where my brain is. (So, obvious warnings for pregnancy/birth.)

I’ve been reading some of the older material connected with D&D/lore, to get a sense of how Astarion would instinctively react to fatherhood—regarding his elven nature, not just his trauma, because I think about that enough. Even in my own canon, where that baby is very much discussed and agreed upon (but happens way faster than either Astarion or my Durge anticipated, with both of them doubtful on whether or not they could have biological children or not), there’s a lot to unpack, and it’s not always easy for him to work through it.

I’m a sucker for Astarion relearning or reconnecting with his elven attributes that have been pushed down by Cazador for so many years, so much so that he surprises himself quite often.

For instance: Elves, both male and female because gender roles are whatever to them, are very involved in pregnancy, per some old sources like Dragon Magazine. It’s almost a natural response for them. And having the baby is a group activity if born in an elven community, because it’s something they take as a chance to come together. Tav/Durge (regardless of race, but bear in mind that my Durge is a half-elf, so a lot of my writing and research has that bias to it) and he are their own little community, and his elf brain is clear on what he needs to be doing before he even really has time to process.

Astarion himself is shocked by how involved he is from the moment he finds out that they’re having a baby.

Of course he was always going to invested—it’s his baby with the first person he ever truly cared for. And of course he’s terrified, who wouldn’t be? Even standard pregnancies aren’t simple, he knows this one is undoubtedly going to be even more complicated thanks to his vampirism, which is a delicious vein (no pun intended) for angst and character study. But, like so many people have pointed out, especially with a Durge partner, he can be and is very supportive, especially during tense moments.

Is he going to be dramatic about everything? Absolutely. He’s still Astarion, after all.

He also starts making concerted efforts to learn more about vampirism in general, because there’s still so much about his condition he doesn’t know, and if he doesn’t know about himself, he’s not going to very helpful when their child is older. Sure, dhampirism will have its own nuances, but he has to start somewhere. And there’s a lot more text out there about vampires than their rare instances of producing children.

He learns early on in the pregnancy that dhampirs can crave things other than blood to feed their hunger (spinal fluid, even dreams being among them), though they can also eat as any non-vampire can. However, some sources seem to insist that blood during fetal development is good for them, regardless of what diet they follow later on. Most sources are confident that a dhampir can feed from a vampire, but if a vampire were to bite/feed on a dhampir, the vampire would be left unsatiated, and the dhampir would likely not survive, the act sending their genetics into shock (*note: this isn’t strictly lore-compliant, because I’ve read too many conflicting things, so I’ve developed my own canon.)

Astarion absolutely starts bleeding himself for them to have blood on hand, just to be safe. After all, Tav/Durge has given him so much of their blood over the course of their relationship, if his can be good for something, he’ll gladly share. Besides, if we’re talking Durge, they’d probably be fairly thrilled to try his blood. It’s not the first time they’ve consumed flesh/blood, after all.

And with their medical proficiency, a Durge partner has a field day finally getting to stick his veins. He’s just happy they’re happy. If it helps the baby, and if it entertains Durge enough to distract them from all their aches and pains, then all the better.

Astarion does his own fair share of needlework, too. He starts teaching himself how to make blankets, the idea being that he wants something warm for the baby to associate him with, given how could his touch is. He isn’t sure how reactive they’ll be to body temperature, but he doesn’t want his son or daughter not liking him because he’s too cold. Besides, his scent will be all in the material, and he knows that’ll be good for anyone with any kind of vampiric nature to make associations.

Of course, he sees to altering Tav/Durge’s clothes over the months, too. If they’re self-conscious about everything happening, he’ll even do it exclusively. No need to pay a tailor or seamstress when he can do what they can better, by candlelight if needed, and he only charges in kisses, not gold.

He also tries to learn different ways to help physically. Someone teaches him the bump-lift trick for back pain at about seven months, and if Tav/Durge wasn’t hopelessly in love before, they are now. He takes bribes for foot rubs, but he’s always available for back rubs. He’ll make tea when they don’t feel like getting up to do it. He’ll lay in bed all day if that’s what they want to do. Snuggles? They’re already wrapped in a big old blanket together. They don’t want to be touched that day? He’s got books to read and a quip about being too beautiful to be ignored, but he won’t mean it.

He tries so hard not to panic when labor starts, but he’s so convinced all his good fortune is finally going to catch up with him if things have gone smoothly. And, in his subconscious, there’s been at least some illusion regarding the reality of it all, even as he’s watched his partner change physically and felt the baby move over the months.

But there’s no more hypotheticals.

Still, he would be insistent on being involved during the delivery itself (with bells on, no doubt, if you’ve seen my previous post.) He’s more scared than he’s ever been before, but he knows Tav/Durge is scared, too, and they’re the one in pain and doing all the work. The least he can do is be with them, and he can definitely do that. If he can offer them comfort when they’re actively trying to kill him thanks to Bhaal, then he can certainly put his own nerves aside when they’re having a baby.

He’ll make jokes about blood and the mess to cover up the fact that if he wasn’t already pale as a ghost, he’d be absolutely blanched, but he won’t let go of their hand, he’ll do whatever he can to make it at least marginally better, if it’s possible. He’ll crack jokes (“You put up with me everyday, this should be nothing.” “You’re going to be fine, because if you’re not, I’m going to kill you myself.” “It’s probably too late to back out of this now, but, I mean, we could try.”) All the back rubs. Hand holding, no matter how intense that gets as things progress. He’ll even share random relevant facts that stick out in his mind from months of research. (“Did you know dhampirs do have pulses despite popular belief, they’re just so faint that they can be hard to feel? Which is good, because if a vampire were to try to bite them, they’d have a hard time finding a vein and initiating paralysis and—” “Astarion, let’s have the baby before we start thinking about their camouflage tactics.”)

Hells, if the preferred attendant (I’ve seen Halsin, Shadowheart, Jaheira, an unnamed midwife, a combo of them—I’m partial to Miss Former Head Physican herself, Dalyria), tells him he’s catching the baby when it comes, then he’s doing it. (And he’s going to be crying more than the baby afterwards.)

It’s A Lot, for sure. And there’s a lot more nuance to it all than I can fit in one post, and this one is already getting too long, but I couldn’t help myself.

Bonus: Tav/Durge cuddled up and getting in those new baby snuggles and skin to skin after everything is cleaned up and everyone’s more or less at ease, and Tav/Durge looks at him and goes: “Well done catching him/her, by the way. It was very twee.”

No, he’s never living that one down.

#elven births are also fairly easy so sorry Thea that you’re only half-elf AND having a dhampir it’s just going to suck babe #Astarion #Dadstarion #Durgestarion #bg3 #Papastarion #Tavstarion

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AEMOND FICS

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Devil in the Details - inspired by that leather and latex outfit!

Sorrow - Part 1  -  Part 2  -  Part 3  -  Part  4  -  Part  5  -  Part  6  -  Part  7  -  Part 8  -  Part 9  -  Part 10

Obsession - Modern AU Mafia Aemond x reader  -  Part 2   -   Part 3  -  Part 4  - Part 5   - Part 6 - Part 7  -  Part 8  -  Part 9  - Part 10 - Part 11  -  Part 12  -   Part 13  -  Part 14   -   Part 15  -  Part 16  -  Part 17  -  Part 18  ...Part 19  -  Part 20  -  Epilogue

In the Red of Night - Modern Vamp Aemond x coffee shop owner reader.   Part 2   -   Part 3   -   Part 4   - Part 5 -  Part 6   -   Part 7  -  Part 8  -  Part 9  -  Part 10  -  Part 11  -  

Rage - Aemond’s terrible, no good, eventually smutty day.

Old Friends - a lady from Aemond’s past sets his wife’s temper off.

After the Battle - Aemond returns to his tent, smut ensues.

Who Hurt You - When a certain lady gets hurt, Aemond gets revenge.

On a Spring Day - Aemond’s new bride subverts his expectations.

Inspiration - Fluffly little drablet about Aemond x the muse for a scandalous statue

Mistaken Identity - Aemond x Martell reader   -   Part 2   -

Enemies - enemies to lovers, Aemond x reader    Part 2      Part 3    . Part 4    .  Part 5    . Part 6   -   Part 7   -      

Let’s Pretend - pretend relationship trope, courtesy of Aemond x you   Part 2    .  Part 3        Part 4   -    Part 5  -  Part 6     Part 7   -  Part 8   -   Part 9  -  Part    .   

Rush - Modern AU Aemond x reader just want to go home.  Carnival   -    My heart 

To Tread Lightly - Aemond realizes his betrothed is a gentle soul.  Part 2         ,

Beware the spider - The royal family visits House Webber.

Hel knows best - Helaena looks out for her friend.

Hurt - Modern AU!Aemond x reader who suffers from migraines.

Thief - You break into the Red Keep and find more than you bargained for.  Part 2

Hidden -  Aemond objects when a lady speaks to other men.

Spell - There’s something mysterious about a lady from a minor house  Part 2    Part 3

Insufferable - Aemond realizes his feelings for a certain lady.

Tell me, show me - Fic inspired by another Face mag picture and a manip by the glorious @kyloremus.  Part 2  Part 3     

Study Session - Modern AU inspired by one of those Face magazine pictures.

There is only one bed - Modern AU - spies find themselves in the last room in the inn.  Part 2.  Finished.

To Forgive, Divine - Modern AU - years ago, you and Aemond loved each other.  Part 2 - Finished.

Longing - You’re a ward of Rhaenyra’s, and you are there on the night when Luke provokes Aemond.  Part 2  Part 3  Finished.

In Friendship - Aemond x you fic in a childhood friends to lovers storyline.

Trapped - The Dornish princess destined to marry Aemond doesn’t go along with her family’s plans.  Part 2.  Finished.

Guardian - College AU, you and Aemond want more than friendship.

The Dragon and the Rose - Aemond and Tyrell OFC.  A childhood meeting and a reunion as adults.  Finished.

The Wrong Bride - Aemond arrives to find that his betrothed has run off and must do with her younger sister.  Part 2.   Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - finished.

Found - High tech security mogul Aemond meets Anna Stark.  Modern AU set in Silicon Valley.  Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4   -  Ongoing. 

The Debt - Aerys Velaryon chooses to repay the debt her family owes Aemond.  Part 2 -  Part 3 -  Ongoing.

The Storm’s End - Modern AU inspired by Aemond’s trip to Lord Borros Baratheon.  Part 2 -  Part 3  -  Part 4 - finished..

First Night - The trauma of Aegon dragging him to a brothel haunts Aemond.  Part 2 - Part 3 - Finished.

The Choice - Aemond goes to Storm’s End (Lucerys doesn’t) and he chooses a Baratheon  bride. Part 2   Part 3.  .ongoing

The Blood of the Dragon - Aemond and office worker OC must keep warm while being stuck in a snowstorm overnight.  Finished.

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AEGON FICS

Hail to the King - High School AU - QB Aegon and new-in-town OFC.  Part 2

Lessons in Love - Aegon marries Tyrell OFC.  Part 2   -   

Family is Everything - Modern AU Aegon x you inspired by pictures of TGC with a cute baby. -  Part 2  -  Part 3  -  Part 4  - 

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*The party have just finished sweeping a mine field in order to search a recently abandoned military outpost. Inside they found a crate of dirty magazines which was immediately ransacked.

Ranger: “dang lookit that twink take it~”

Baby Dragon: “Simpy! Simpy!”

#shit my players say #submission #shareable #pathfinder #sfw roll: nat 1

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A Little bit of Science | Over the Rainbow Series

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✧ synopsis: The Bradshaws decide to take the next step into becoming parents.

✧ word count: 1.2k

✧ warnings: pregnancy, IVF, medical jargon, mentions of miscarriage, mentions of stillbirth, PTSD

When Rooster and Dragon first started their journey into parenthood, they didn’t mind that it was taking longer to get pregnant. Their careers were both taking off since becoming a permanent fixture on North Island. Dragon was taking all the missions that fell into her lap, and Rooster was enjoying his time teaching future TopGun pilots. Rooster was proud that she had gotten promoted to Lieutenant Commander, and was one of the front runners for captain. He was right behind her, getting promoted about a month after. 

But now their careers were starting to settle out a bit, and their friends were focusing on having families. Dragon and Rooster decided to start on their own, but were met with harsh roadblocks that neither one thought would happen. Rooster at first, thought it was something wrong with him. But after numerous doctors appointments and tests, it had been determined to be another cause of PCOS, something Dragon had been plagued with from a young age. 

Dragon’s leg bounced relentlessly as Rooster sat in the chair beside the exam table, as calm and cool as ever. He flipped through some parenting magazine, occasionally letting out a hum of interest. Dragon hated how calm he was during these appointments. She hated his ability to just sit back and read magazines or play Candy Crush on his phone while they waited. But he wasn’t the one being shot up with needles and having to lay back and spread his legs. Dragon rolled her eyes as Rooster let out another “hmm” and flipped the page. 

“You’re too calm,” Dragon said. 

“And you’re too nervous,” Rooster said, closing the magazine and leaning over to look at his wife, “I can feel it honey, this is our time.” 

“And what if it isn’t?” She asked, looking down at the thin paper covering that hid her exposed lower half. She wore the same itchy paper gown like always. Rooster folded her clothing neatly and put it in the seat beside him. They had gotten good at this, and created a sort of system so Dragon didn’t feel too exposed while getting ready for her doctor, “What if it doesn’t take?” 

“What if they do take?” Rooster said and Dragon rolled her eyes again. 

“This is our 3rd round, Bradley,” Rooster grabbed her hand, and squeezed it. When they started their IVF journey, they were grossly misinformed on how hard it was going to be. Their very first round had ended in a failed transfer due to a cyst on Dragon’s ovary. The second transfer had been successful, but ended in a stillbirth at 24 weeks. Now, they were trying for a third time, hoping that Doctor Miracle lived up to her name. 

“I don’t have that many eggs left, and I don’t think I can stand going through all this again to get nothing,” Tears started to spring into her eyes and Rooster moved quickly to wipe them away. 

“Hey, hey,” Rooster said, “We have other options, okay.” 

Dragon looked down at their conjoined hands and let the silent tears fall down her face. Another thing that they don’t talk about with IVF, is the fear after failure. Dragon, so badly, wanted to try again, but fear had taken over her body. Rooster did his best to try and maintain optimism for her, but there was no greater enemy than one’s own mind. 

“I can’t ask that of my sister, or of our friends,” Dragon said. Phoenix and Val had both offered to be a surrogate for them if needed. Dragon felt so overwhelmed with their offer, and turned them both down. Pregnancy was no easy feat on the body, and she felt like she couldn’t risk them to carry a baby for her. 

“There’s more than just that,” Rooster said.

Dragon let out a sigh, “Sometimes I wish I was normal. Could’ve done this the. . . right way?” 

“The right way?” 

“Yeah, you know. . . natural conception,” Dragon gestured to the poster on the wall that depicted how sperm traveled through the uterus in search of an egg to fertilize. 

Rooster looked at it and scoffed, “Well then explain Jesus? Mary was a total virgin and shot a kid out of her.” 

Dragon rolled her eyes laughing at her husband, “That’s the immaculate conception. I would take that over having to do . . . all this.” She waved her hand around the exam room. 

“Hey,” Rooster kissed her hand, “Sometimes, you need a little science to make something amazing. Ain’t nothing wrong with that. You aren’t any less a mother because of it.” Dragon smiled and nodded at her husband’s words. He always made sure that Dragon understood that she was a mother. Even though their babies weren’t living on the earth with them, they were still parents to two beautiful heavenly babies. 

Rooster pressed a quick peck to Dragon’s lips as the door opened and Doctor Miller, aka Doctor Miracle walked in, a bright smile on her face. She had come highly recommended from Dragon’s usual GYN. Doctor Miller took on the tough cases, on the cases that most doctors wouldn’t touch with a ten foot pole. She usually specialize in geriatric pregnancies, but she had a soft spot for Dragon and Rooster. 

“Okay,” Doctor Miller said and set her laptop down on the counter beside her. She radiated with a warm vibe that Dragon sometimes hated. She reminded Rooster of his mother in some ways, “I am very, very hopeful about this. We took 14, out of the 32 we had left. We fertilized all of them, and we had 10 successfully split.” 

“That’s good,” Rooster said, and looked over at his wife, “We haven’t had that many.” 

“I know,” Doctor Miller said, “After the first 2 weeks, we currently have six, ready for transfer and insemination.” 

“Six?” Dragon said hopeful, “Th-that’s a lot,” 

“I know, it’s a lot,” Doctor Miller said, “We’ll still start with the implantation of two embryos, like we have been. Are you ready for this? There’s a possibility you could be pregnant with twins-” 

“Or none,” Dragon muttered and Doctor Miller smiled sadly. Rooster reached for his wife’s hand and squeezed it in his own. 

“I don’t like to give false hope to patients so I don’t,” Doctor Miller started but turned on her laptop, “These are your recent labs, all your hormone levels are within the normal range, and if you stay on the prenatals and hormone inducers. .  . I am very hopeful.” 

Dragon nodded and looked over at Rooster, “Okay. I’m ready.” 

The Bradshaws scheduled the transfer for a week from now, giving Dragon enough time to prepare for the next chapter in their lives. It was terrifying as she laid awake that night, a hand on her flat belly. Rooster rolled over on his side, slinging his arm around her waist and pulling her in close. A smile ghosted her lips as his hand found hers, and intertwined their fingers. Suddenly, there was a fuzzy feeling in Dragon’s chest as she leaned over and pressed a kiss to his forehead. She could see from the soft glow of the nightlight by his side of the bed, as a lazy smile rose on his face. 

“Luh you, honey,” Rooster mumbled. 

“I love you too,” Dragon whispered and turned her head back to the ceiling. She slowly drifted off the sleep and dreamed of what their future child would look like.

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[diandrarumi]

The Potters headcanon:

1. James Sirius looks so much like his father, but he has his mother's eyes, that's why Harry actually has harder time to say no to him, especially when he begs and looks at him with Ginny's bright brown eyes. (Also why when it comes to James, Ginny is the stricter parent, Harry scolds him of course but always never actually means it)

2. Albus though, since he's a lot like Harry, Ginny couldnt help it but has a soft spot for him, she sings to baby Albus the poet she wrote about Harry's green eyes, she's the one he comes to when he's stressed and sad, Albus and Harry clashes head a lot, and it's always Ginny to the rescue, Albus looks up to Harry so much but it's Ginny that he always looks for whenever he's at his happiest or saddest. Albus is Mummy's dearest boy.

3. Lily has Grandad James' hazel eyes and bad eyesight, she's The Potter kid with the glasses, she inherits Ginny's temper and Harry's sassiness, so if you're on her good side, Lily is the best person ever but if youre on her bad side, she's your worst nightmare. She and Ginny buttheads, a LOT, most of the times the men in the house stay out of the way, but if the arguments get a little too serious, Harry always there to calm them down.

4. James thinks he is Lily's favorite brother.

5. Albus also thinks he is her favorite brother.

6. But really, she's actually their favorite sibling. (Whenever Albus and James had a fight, Lily always the one who break them up).

7. And honestly, Teddy is everyone's favorite brother.

8. James Sirius becomes quidditch captain at his 5th year, and just like his mother, he can play both Chaser and Seeker. Ginny cried when she saw his captain badge.

9. Lily Luna made reserve seeker in first year, Harry was crying snot and tears when he recieved the news.

10. Albus played Keeper for Slytherin at his fourth year, and just like his uncle Ron, he's actually pretty good if he's not nervous and anxious half the time.

11. Throughout his years at Hogwarts James Sirius had recieved 5 howlers from Ginny. Lily and Albus recieved one each.

12. James' patronus is a stag, Albus' is a horse and Lily's a lion.

13. James ends up as a Professional Quidditch player (to no one's surprise), he did, however, try to apply for the Harpies, even using his mother's name to get himself in only to be kicked out of the trial ground not less than 5 minutes after he stepped in.

14. Albus always has a knack for magical creatures, while James' favorite uncle is George and Lily's is Ron, Albus has always been the closest to Uncle Charlie, once Charlie even took him in an expedition to Korea and there he taught him everything about Dragons of the Peninsula, so really, it's expected that he's bound to be Charles Weasley's appretince and sucessor as europe's most renowned dragon tamer.

15. Lily's decision to become an Auror did almost send Harry to the hospital, now this has nothing to do with her being a girl, it's just that she's so small, like Ginny-small, had she been bigger like his niece Dominique was, Harry wouldnt be as worried, but seeing his small baby (yes Harry knows she's 22 now, but STILL) choosing a career path that's physically risky and dangerous actually made him chose early retirement. So that he wouldnt be losing sleep over assigning his own daughter to cases that could endanger the auror's lives and also because it's nice to spend his hard earned money by traveling the world with his beautiful, who doesnt seem to age since she turned 30- wife.

16. Harry at some point in his mid 50s accepts the job at Hogwards to be Professor for DADA. (He doesnt reside at Hogwarts of course, Ginny wouldve whooped his arse)

17. Ginny sometimes goes to Hogwarts to give advices and short trainings to the Quidditch teams. At the end of her 40s, she creates her own Quidditch Magazine and Radio station. James helped, of course.

18. The Potter kids always made time to have dinner with their parents at least twice a month and go to a pub, just the three of them, once a month to talk about everything, even when they're all adults, with demanding jobs and families of their own.

19. George is James' favorite uncle because he also happens to be the father of James' best friend, Fred II (George is always down to join James and Fred's shenanigans, no questions asked). James' favorite aunt also happens to be Auntie Angie, but not because she's Fred's mum, but simply because she's the coolest person ever (after his own mum of course, but he cant tell her that).

20. Ron calls Lily, Lily-Lu, and always gives her free WWW products whenever she asks, she actually works for WWW on summer holidays since she turned 13, (Harry and Ginny, though very wealthy, are super strict with money and dont want to spoil their children, Lily loves to spend money so she's willing to do more work to get it) Ron was so proud of his niece that he kinda cried when he handed Lily her first paycheck.

21. Theyre just a one big happy family, the Potters are, whatever JKR wrote on that crap Cursed Child never existed.

#hinny headcanon #hinny #harry potter #ginny weasley #harry potter headcanon #hp headcanon #hp next gen #james sirius potter #albus severus potter #lily luna potter

[tokkias]

mya’s ultimate nalu fic recs!

all of my must read nalu fics on ao3 as of 13/07/2023!

fluff

Furry by TheTinyFoxtail

a night of fire and frost by quietmoon

The Stars At Night by olddarkmachine

and in my hands i hold your light (and in yours breathes my soul) by EllaYuki

Something Bubbly, Something Blue by madartiste

i’ll make you a promise (watch you dance with your keys) by tetsuryu

The Colours Are Brighter, When I’m With You by RyuuSha

Headspace by Amajjzy

it takes two (it takes us) by aitnes

Eye of the Beholder by madartiste

Anything For You by goldviolet

your heart, my heart by aitnes

Speed Dating by madariste

ten baby dragons (or less) by tokkias

Amazing by Kaleidoscope_777

i would say all of this, but i don't wanna ruin the moment by luckymio

night drives by luckymio

secret moments in a crowded room by tokkias

i don't want to be your friend (i want to kiss your lips) by tokkias

taking the hint by tokkias

Lovely Seasons by bumblebeehugs    

angst and hurt/comfort

Your Hands Are Warm by chikachoo

I held on as tightly as you held onto me by amberwoods

Scars by Amajjzy

White Blood by chikachoo

Cold Lips, Hot Skin by roaur_r

349 days by tokkias

wait for her by tokkias

smut

What’s Your Fantasy? by Not_just_any_fangirl

Treasure by meoruhoshi

Light My Fire by Inurshuh

Dirty Magazines Lead to Dirty Thoughts by setsumiyakami

here, kitty, kitty by tokkias

don't touch what's not yours by tokkias

After the Rain by xambedo

other

Precipice by madartiste

Scars by MidwesternDuchess

A Matter of Time by shizutans

Party Hard by madartiste

Ignite by AbsentAngel

#nalu #fairy tail #fanfiction #long post #mya's mumbles

[yoificfinder]

Hello! Do you have any short and fluffy victuuri recs? I prefer around the 15k to 20k word mark but I am happy with any! If you have any of these stories please share with me. If not that’s ok! I love all the work you do and I hope you have a wonderful day! Thank you!

I love fluffy fics!! And this fandom has a lot to offer (I limited this rec to one fic per author though).

And I know you asked for 15k-20k words but I included shorter ones too in this rec. It's actually a bit hard to find 20k of pure fluff since some angst or tension seeps in but I hope you'll enjoy these. Thanks for patiently waiting!

Less than 15K words

all the dragons we have slain by brighter [M, 10K]

This is why Yuuri loves gaming—the victory of it, the easy camaraderie amongst his guild, the sense that he’s part of something greater.

Victor tells him, “you were incredible,” and maybe he loves that a little, too.

come get you some of that bounce baby by @crossroadswrite [T, 4K]

“What are you doing?” Yuuri asks, side-eyeing him as he bends his arms behind his back, legs stretched into a perfect split.

“Delivering justice onto this cruel and unusual world.”

“Whoever trashed me on social media is not worth it, Vitya.”

(Or: in which they're happily married, coaching Russia's and Japan's next great skaters, and Victor Nikiforov remains the clingiest, thirstiest man on the face of this planet.)

Heartbeat by (orphan_account) [G, 3K]

Victor starts sleeping in Yuri's bed well before the Cup of China.

just like me they long to be by sparklespiff [T, 4K]

"Haven't you noticed that Yuuri gets everything he wants?"

"Everything that's in somebody else's power to give him," Mari says, before Victor can bring up last year's GPF. "He's not magic, just pretty."

"But it's like magic. My theory is that it's because he's sneaky beautiful, so you're not expecting it, and then, under all that stuff, whoa! Gorgeous. And it's too late to save yourself."

"Stuff?" Victor keeps smiling but makes his voice cold, the way he does when reporters overstep. His Yuuri doesn't have stuff. Everything about him is beautiful.

or:

Yuuri lives in a Beautiful Person Bubble. It's Victor's responsibility to make sure he never finds out.

Viktor Effing Nikiforov by @shysweetthing [E, 13K]

AU in which Yuuri still doesn’t remember the banquet, somehow doesn’t blow Japanese Nationals, runs into Victor at the World Championships, and has absolutely no idea why his idol is suddenly friendly and incredibly handsy.

Does Yuuri care about his reasons? No. It’s Victor Effing Nikiforov.

15K to 20K words

The Fundamentals of Caring by @braveten [E, 21K]

“Let me guess, you’re going to go take care of Yuuri while he sleeps? Just in case he sneezes or something?” Yurio rolls his eyes, folding his arms across his chest. “Viktor, you’re whipped.”

Viktor rubs the back of his neck as he leans against the wall. “What does that mean?”

“It means that if Yuuri asked you to do a little dance for him in nothing but a coconut bra and a hula skirt, you’d do it.”

Viktor pauses, confused. “And that's a bad thing?”

If It's You by Kiranokira [E, 16K]

Viktor very much wants to pose nude with Yuuri for a Japanese magazine. Yuuri is less enthusiastic.

Yuri turns and brandishes a damp sock at them. “Don’t let him sweet talk you into doing porn,” he tells Yuuri. Then he grimaces and mutters to himself in Russian, “I can’t believe my life has reached the point that I have to say things like this.”

never tasted rubies by @ebenroot-daily [T, 27K]

Phichit puts up a poll on the radio website. It reads ‘What Do U Think About Yuuri K. from Hasetsu Nights and the Mysterious Caller Victor?’

Seventy-five percent of listeners said ‘lol they should just f*ck already tbh’.

--

in which Yuuri is an unwilling radio host and Victor won't stop calling in to chat with him

puppy love by minsyah [T, 16K]

Vicchan has a crush on their neighbor across the balcony, and so does his owner.

Yuuri, certified Dog-Dad™, will do anything for his beloved poodle—even if that means constantly embarrassing himself in front of his devastatingly attractive neighbor.

#yoi #yuri on ice #yoi fanfic #victuuri #yoi fic rec #fluff

[prof-peach]

What do you mean when you say Minerva no longer belongs to Peach? Was she traded? Did she not want to be Trainer owned?

Minerva is a fussy Pokemon, she likes things the way she likes them, indulges in fine fabrics, enjoys being brushed and preened, and of course peach has always done this for her, catered to it her entire life, even when money was tight, she would do her best. So much so, she learnt to sew and tailor so she could enjoy new outfits for cheap. Not once has that Pokemon ever had to ask for anything, she’s been adored.

This did not change when grey turned up, he was more fashion forward than peach, and he got along with Minerva, they shared a lot of love for finer things.

And then plum came along. Since she started coming and going from the professors home, she had been drawn to Min, and in turn, the lopunny gravitated to her too. Every time the trio got five minutes to relax, plum would mindlessly brush out her fur, or help her put outfits together. They truly bonded. It has been two years, and they’ve become thick as thieves. When Minerva isnt with her actual trainer working or hanging out, she’s with Plum. This did not go ignored. Peach often looked over at the sofa and saw them flicking through a magazine together, or swiping through fashion blogs on a phone, discussing trends, figuring out new uses for old items once they cycled back into the hottest trends. They clicked. She’d be a fool to ignore it.

And so, knowing plum’s only Pokemon was Missy, a less than strong dragonair with a tendency to get distracted, and the fact that her family was now a well known threat to them all, she decided it was a wise move to perhaps bring the subject of changing Minerva trainer officially. She took her old friend out to the berry fields, normal work, min liked to collect fruits and do these odd jobs, and while they worked, the subject was brought up. Minerva though shocked, wasn’t against it, she would still be able to come and go from the house, she would forever be peach’s darling friend, nothing would truly change, but it was painfully clear that she belonged with the ranger, they got along like a house on fire.

Peach did not tell plum of her plans, instead initiating a battle with her as training, a little fun more than anything else. Missy the dragonair, vs Minerva the lopunny. The poor dragon didn’t stand a chance, outpaced by the normal type. Defeated and somehow not surprised, plum laughed it off, caught unawares by the professor handing her a pokeball and a smooth mega stone for Minerva.

Peach trusts plum to love her partner, to cater to her, and sees that they truly fit as a team. She also knows Minerva will keep her safe should there be an invasion, an attack, or god forbid, her family turn up and start to cause trouble. She feels better knowing that Missy isn’t her only defence.

It is the highest honour peach can possibly bestow, handing one of her beloved personal partners over, trusting her to do right by them. Seeing as she got Minerva as this dusty flea ridden little mess many years ago, and helped her grow into the fabulous, perfect Pokemon she is today, there is a lot of love and respect between the two. Enough to know when it’s time for a change for the better.

Plum of course cried like a baby because she’s like that, nothing surprising, and mega-evolution training has begun, peach no longer needs the skill set, and so she was happy to give her own keystone up, and help the ranger learn to do it safely, it’s become their little weekly event, a tough session sure, but plum enjoys it, and Minerva is happy to spend time with both her partners working hard together.

So while Minerva is still in the house, still around and part of everyone’s life like normal, technically she is plums partner now. A mutual decision. Peach has picked up Riot instead, a midnight lycanroc she travelled Galar with, who is incredibly brutal in nature, and needed more hands on time.

#I will draw a comic for this one day #but my family are here for winter and make me want to die #so my motivation to work is dead and in the ground #prof.peach #pokemon

[lover-of-fictional-people]

rwrb quotes that make me go feral:

Alex throws his head back and laughs handsomely, loud and false. "Go fuck yourself"

"Hardly enough time", Henry says

(page 36)

"I had a magazine with his face on it at my desk, once, because I was in it and he happened to be on the cover."

"You stared at it for an hour"

(page 59)

He stares at the screen, at his own message, for a few seconds too long, suddenly afraid it was a stupid thing to say. He shakes his head, puts the phone down. Locks it. Changes his mind, picks it up again. Unlocks it. Sees the little typing bubble on Henry's side of the conversation. Puts the phone down. Looks away. Looks back. [...]

He would really appreciate it if Henry would stop proving him wrong.

(page 72)

"Okay", Alex says.

"Okay", Henry agrees.

"Okay", Alex says again.

(page 83)

"Christ, you are as thick as it gets", he says, and he grabs Alex's face in both hands and kisses him

(page 107)

In his head, he tries to cobble a list together in a panic, gets as far as, One, Henry's lips are soft, and short-circuits

(page 108)

and texts Alex at weird hours of the night: You're a mad, spiteful, unmitigated demon, and I'm going to kiss you until you forget how to talk

(page 158)

Alex's heart goes so fucking weird that he has to put his head in his hands for a full minute

(page 160)

He rolls onto his stomach, considers, and very deliberately says "Baby".

It's become a thing: baby. He knows it's become a thing. He's slipped up and accidentally said it a few times, and each time Henry positively melts and Alex pretends not to notice, but he's not above playing dirty here.

There's a slow hiss of an exhale across the line, like air escaping through a crack in the windows.

(page 166)

"I miss you", Alex says before he can stop himself.

He instantly regrets it, but Henry says, "I miss you too"

(page 173)

And through it all, Alex realizes with a start: He has friends now

(page 201)

I'll be damned but I miss you

(page 203)

"And you are good. Most things are awful most of the time, but you're good"

[...]

Henry kisses his mouth over and over again and says quietly, "You are good"

(page 230)

"Oh my God, I thought you were getting into international relations or something"

"I mean, technically-"

"If you finish that sentence, I'm gonna spend tonight in jail"

(page 233)

"Would it make any difference at all if I told you not to see him again?"

"No"

(page 234)

History, huh? Bet we could make some

(page 241)

Should I tell you that when we're apart, your body comes back to me in dreams? That when I sleep, I see you, the dip of your waist, the freckle above your hip, and when I wake up in the morning, it feels like I've just been with you, the phantom touch of your hand on the back of my neck fresh and not imagined? That I can feel your skin against mine, and it makes every bone in my body ache? That, for a few moments, I can hold my breath and be back there with you, in a dream, in a thousand rooms, nowhere at all?

(page 242)

Goddamn, I love him. It keeps coming back to him, and it's getting harder to look into Henry's soft smiles and not say it.

(page 261)

"So glad you flew here to insult me-"

"I fucking love you, okay?", Alex half yells, finally, irreversibly

(page 271)

He tells his too-fast brain: Don't miss it this time. He's too important

(page 275)

When Alex was a kid, before anyone knew his name, he dreamed of love like it was a fairy tale, as if it would come sweeping into his life on the back of a dragon one day. When he got older, he learned about love as a strange thing that could fall apart no matter how badly you wanted it, a choice you make anyway. He never imagined it'd turn out he was right both times

(page 280)

At cruising altitude, he takes the chain off his neck and slides the ring next to the old house key. They clink together gently as he tucks them both under his shirt, two homes side by side

(page 291)

I thought, if someone like that ever loved me, it would set me on fire

(page 300)

"You and me and history, remember? I'm never gonna love anybody in the world like I love you. So, I promise you, one day we'll be able to just be"

(page 312)

on the map of you, my fingers can always find the green hills, wales. cool waters and a shore of white chalk. the ancient part of you carved out of stone in a prayerful circle, sacrosanct. your spine's a ridge i'd die climbing

(page 320)

He takes a breath. "But the thing is, jumping off cliffs is kinda my thing. That's the choice. I love him, with all that, because of all that. On purpose. I love him on purpose"

(page 344)

He called Henry the North Star once. That wasn't bright enough

(page 399)

He would have taken Henry's face in both hands and kissed him hard and deep and on purpose and said, "Take anything you want and know you deserve to have it"

(page 407)

Henry's smiling so wide and bright that Alex thinks his heart's going to break trying to hold the size of this entire moment, the completeness of it, a thousand years of history swelling inside his rib cage

(page 414)

#i cried while making this #comfort book #i love them #rwrb #red white and royal blue #red white & royal blue #alex claremont diaz #henry fox mountchristen windsor #firstprince #alex and henry #rwrb alex #rwrb henry #casey mcquiston

[moniquill]

https://www.penguinrandomhouse.com/books/706010/to-shape-a-dragons-breath-by-moniquill-blackgoose/

“To Shape a Dragon’s Breath by Moniquill Blackgoose is an early contender for the best fantasy novel of 2023. It’s one of those books that you have to thrust into the hands of everyone you know, just so you’ll have people to talk about it with. An Indigenous girl, Anequs, finds an egg, which hatches to produce a dragon that’s bonded to her — but according to the laws of the Anglish, who’ve colonized this alternate version of North America, Anequs must go to a special school to learn to control her baby dragon. If she fails her classes, her dragon, Kasaqua, will be slaughtered. What follows is reminiscent of R.F. Kuang’s “Babel”: Anequs is one of two Indigenous people at an elite school full of colonizers, who expect her to assimilate to their more “civilized” mores — but Anequs resists any suggestion that her own people’s knowledge or culture is inferior. Blackgoose’s worldbuilding is rich and fascinating, from the Norse-inspired Anglish culture, to the complex layers of Anequs’s society on Naquipaug island, to the alchemical properties of dragons’ exhalations. But what makes “Dragon’s Breath” such an absorbing read is Anequs herself: clever, resourceful, generous and uncompromising in the face of colonial condescension. This novel has garden parties and classroom scenes that are more suspenseful than most books’ epic battles.”

—The Washington Post

“[To Shape A Dragon’s Breath] has strong The Traitor Baru Cormorant vibes… it will reshape epic fantasy itself, in addition to the breath of a dragon.”

—LitHub

“To Shape a Dragon’s Breath is a remarkable novel that is bound to be a staple of fantasy shelves for years to come.”

—BuzzFeed

“Tender, thrilling and brimming with fire, this indigenous dragon story is one of the more exciting books I’ve had the pleasure of reading recently.”

—In Between Drafts

“Throughout the book, Blackgoose digs up the older roots of fantasy and plants new life with original ideas… a daring, entirely hot, take on dragonriders and worldbuilding… To Shape a Dragon’s Breath is one blazing epic gulp of a fantastic tale. Queer, anticolonialist, and full of dragons. Moniquill Blackgoose’s writing is easy to love: cutthroat, smooth, and reminds me of a story being told over an open fire.”

—Grimdark Magazine

“This is a classic fantasy at its finest, in which a young, underestimated outcast is introduced to a magical boarding school and all the friendships, drama, prejudice, and romance that immersion entails. The indigenous quest to maintain culture and identity within a paralyzingly restrictive imperialism determined to stamp out natives and their beliefs, and Anequs’ stubborn will to remain herself, create a fresh take on this setup and make this a must-read high-fantasy series. Blackgoose's focus on how storytelling and myth influence our culture and worldviews is also compelling. The relationships are exciting, the queer and polyamorous representation appealing, and it’s easy to fall hard for Anequs, her world, and her love for her dragon.”

—Booklist, STARRED review

“Dragons are never out of style, but To Shape a Dragon’s Breath by Moniquill Blackgoose is set to explore them in a way that feels incredibly fresh and intriguing in this indigenous-inspired fantasy novel.”

—Fansided

“Moniquill Blackgoose combines dragon mythology with sharp commentary on colonization and the struggles of indigenous populations in "To Shape a Dragon's Breath."

—PopSugar

“The fantasy and wonder of To Shape a Dragon’s Breath started immediately. But it didn’t feel like I was thrown into the story; more like I was joining characters and a world that existed without me. To Shape a Dragon’s Breath didn’t feel like there was an on-ramp to the world or culture. It would have been difficult in many books, but Blackgoose crafted a deep culture, society, and world that felt engaging to follow.”

—Lightspeed Magazine

“Blackgoose blends Indigenous history with fantastical beasts, taking themes of inequality and social agency in new directions. An excellent crossover novel for adults and young adults alike.”

—Library Journal

“Between the social commentary (couched in the fantasy world setting), the action, and detailed world-building, there’s a lot to love. It’s an engrossing story/world, and having the Indigenous perspective makes it hit all the harder.”

—Cinelinx

“To Shape a Dragon’s Breath has so many things going for it. It centers on a queer, poly, Indigenous character, dragon-riding and a boarding school setting. With a focus on dismantling colonialism and taking back heritage, what more could you ask for in a young adult fantasy?”

—Geek Girl Authority

“Incredible.”

—BookRiot

“Brilliant.”

—The Nerd Daily

“A fantastic world with wonderful characters, dragons, and places to explore.”

—Girl Who Reads

NATIONAL PRINT

Washington Post—review—5/8

Locus—review—May 2023 issue

Booklist—STARRED review—4/15

Lightspeed Magazine—review—December 2022 issue

Library Journal—what to read in 2023—2/7

Library Journal—review—1/30

Publishers Weekly—forthcoming books by indigenous authors—1/20

Booklist—series starters spotlight—1/1

Library Journal—SFF preview 2023—11/1

ONLINE

Cinelinx—5 new books—5/9

Geek Girl Authority—new books roundup—5/9

BookRiot—new releases today—5/9

Girl Who Reads—8 new Fantasy Novels—5/9

BuzzFeed—most anticipated of spring—3/14

PopSugar—new fantasy to read in May—4/25

Fangirlish—10 LGBTQ books coming out in May—5/7

Grimdark Magazine—review—2/3

The Lesbrary—sapphic May books—5/6

Fansided—new SFF in May—5/6

Fantasy Book Café—most anticipated books of May—5/7

The Nerd daily—new May books—5/4

Ms Magazine—best new May books—5/3

io9—new May books—5/1

Tor.com—new fantasy in May—5/1

In Between Drafts—best of May—5/1

BookRiot—best of May—5/1

LitHub—Dragons, Decolonization, and More: May’s best SFF—5/1

Distractify—best of May—4/26

American Booksellers Association—Q&A—4/26

Yahoo—best of spring—3/14

Ms Magazine—most anticipated books of 2023—1/25

Reads Rainbow—most anticipated—1/25

Tor.com—most anticipated—1/18

PopSugar—most anticipated books of 2023—1/25

Geek Girl Authority—most anticipated—1/2

BookRiot—SFF debuts to watch for—12/29

Lightspeed Mag—review—12/8

LOCAL MEDIA

Arlington Magazine—best new books of May—5/1

Galesburg Public Library Blog—review—5/8

[darkstarlight82]

Your sit in your room back pressed up against the wall arms wrapped around your body shaking uncontrollably why tears fall down your face. 'Why does he like me. He would be so mu-' "Y/n I'm home! Why is it so dark in here." Kento said when he came in the front door braking you from your thoughts. He walked into the bedroom turning on the lights.

He sees you sitting on the floor with your head buried in your arms. "Baby girl what's- " he reaches his hand out to you, "Please don't touch me right now." He looks at you with worry and is confused on why your acting like this. "Sweetie what wrong? Did something happen why you went out shopping?" You look up at him through blurry eyes. "Well not like that. It's just I see all the smaller young girls and read about them in books and magazines. With there skin much tighter then mine. Free from scars, stretch marks, blemishes, soft and wrinkle free. It makes me think, why would you want to be with me?" You let out a shaky breath and hide your head on your arms so he doesn't see you cry.

"Love listen, if I wanted woman like that I would be with women like that. I tried to date women that are my age and to be honest, I see them as little girls. I can't tell you the times when I would get phone calls at work mind you, about what shoes would look good with a dress she's buying with my money. I don't need that. I just want to come home from work, have a nice quiet meal, watch some T.V. and have some" he clears his throat, his cheeks a little pink, "spicy time with me." You say with a sly smile on your face. "Yes that." He stands up and reaches out his hand. "Anyway why don't we take a bath, order some food from the restaurant down the street you like, and put on that new anime you want to check out?" He asks you when you give him your hand to stand up. "Sounds good. Then after that I will give you a blow job." (He runs into the wall after you say that)

@tokyo-chainsaw-dragon @tomuraslut @millennialmagicalgirl @arlerts-angel @arlertwitch @sixpennydame @bakubunny @itadoring @i-literally-cant-with-this @callm3senpaii and everyone else that I forgot.

#kento nanami #nanami #jjk #nanami kento