#i can have a lil soffness

[nulltune]

@zorkaya replied: Let me lay on them 🥺💖

          ❝  that's quite the peculiar request — wait. i didn't say it was an unreasonable one. hmhm, well, they do say a girl's lap has healing qualities. or so i heard.  ❞  

          ❝  ——...um, it's not... uncomfortable, is it?  ❞  

#zorkaya #&&. replies #DAYS LATE BUT--- hehe good taste ren! 😌✨️✨️ #moon girl gibs u a lap pillow asmr #ALSO RENNN I JUST WANTED TO THROW A LIL SOFF @ U BC!!!!! ok idk actually but !! #i just wanted to let u know that ilysm and pls pls take care of urself!!! #like how u can absolutely have a h.akuno lap pillow to rest on; you have a shoulder to lean on-- from me! ✨️ #ILYSM OKOK ❤💕💞💘💓💝💗

[mblue-art]

Sorry for that question but I really curious!

What made you fell in love with Cross and Lust?

Tell us more!!

😳😳😳 hhuh what rreally,, , ,,, 😳 u wanna hear me yap abt my sillies, my beloveds,,, (i appreciate the enthusiasm tho omg 🥺🫶🫶🫶)

i want to have the yuris with lust and the yaois with cross I I MEAN HWHWAT 🧍‍♂️

UM.

haha anyWAY,, (oh gog this ended up long)

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cross checks so many boxes for me it makes me go insane. too good to be true. versatile(??)— like it's somehow way too easy to put him in Situations. (he's bf and husbone material??? just -20hp me now; that already kills me) he's. hh. gawddamn there's reasons why he won a utmv sans sexyman poll.

he's like a crush that you can't get out of your head no matter what you do, i'm so freaking down bad for him it's not even funny anymore. ever since simping for cross i have not been the same since. the man has changed me. the attraction/simp feelings hit me like a bat out of nowhere and i don't understand why it's so intense— i. hh.

,,i like when ppl make him dorky. stupidly silly (absolutely love shitpost shenanigans and would absolutely LOVE to get into silly shenanigans with him and with/without his bestie epic). fun to be around when he's deemed you as a good friend. stars, he'd give good hugs. strong, solid, and warm, the kind of hugs u don't wanna pull away from so soon. a little endearingly cringe. fanon simp cross is adorable and fun to mess around with. tsundere cross is adorable and fun to mess with. cute anxious guy under all that intimidating aloofness. when i say his smile is an absolute treasure, i mean that. his blush making him look like a grape or a glowing bulb is adorable and makes me wanna tease him more. anime protag/character vibes so strong i wanna have a cute bl/shoujo manga romance with him type shit yk.

then there's times when he's The Hot Dude and i think it's illegal if he's all confident and smug and dom actually (/hj) cause that makes me wanna fucking fite him HELLO? SIR? ILLEGAL????? (<- the fight or flight response of a tsundere towards a milder tsundere LOL).

-hp every single time. mf gets successful d20 rolls w/ rizz on me and i get a critical hit every time. it's a 50/50 either i fluster to death and become weak or i wanna fite his dumbass

i'll. i can fight him. i'll lose but i can fight him for sure. (why is he so cool⁉️‼️💢💢💢RRRRRRR)

he makes me feel things. lots of things. (mostly fluster but when i'm feelin sooper soff i jst wanna shower his skull in keeses. ima kissy lil guy)

tired cross makes me just wanna take care of him. want him to come home to me without any worry because he thinks i'm his safe space.

when he's being stubborn i want to tell him to chill out for a little while, take a break and watch some funny stuff while drinking choccy milk or eating his fav foods and be cozy. bapping him if he's gonna try to get out of this too soon. he's gonna get the free time he deserves n relax n get cuddles n kithes.

the way he can gently hold my hand and look at me with a sincere look in his eyelights and say something genuinely affectionate feels like cupid shooting an arrow through my soul, but also feels like a balm. (a promise of loyalty and faithfulness.) (a kiss on the forehead? a cherry on top.)

well now i can't be mean to him with all the nice he's saying and doing. i just want nice things for him o(-< (even if he's a bastard sometimes lol<3 all circles back to the silly) (silly is always important)

💜—

i love lust. so so so much. the fanon interpretation of him, anyway.

(don't get me wrong, i absolutely adore the feminine slay content of lust; but am i wrong for yearning for more masc lust content?)

i like my lust sans respectful, goofy, sans-like, an absolute sweetheart, and a caring, wonderful life partner. under the flirty personality and charm(ing looks), is a sans behavior that made me fall deeper. (he makes me feel very gender too) (ohmygofd yeah no he actually makes me think of gender sometimes rauauagrrgh<3/pos). i don't have to worry about showing my cring, weird side to him, because he's also a gremlin,, o(-< he doesn't have to present himself all nice and pretty all the time (although he's always pretty in my eyes). he can be comfortably himself; with me 🥺

i want to be his safe space.

i want to see him heal and be happy and be happy with me and give him all the love i can give and care for him and make him soso happy i just want him to feel SO sosososo loved, he deserves so much more

he's the only one who's able to get a certain reaction out of me; to pull flowers out of my heart. to pull out words of love and devotion and appreciation, heart bursting with affection only for him.

for him, i would try. i would live for him. i wish someone like him (the him i've created from interpretations and headcanons) was real irl.

i want to not care i don't care if he's a gorgeous well-known person that people fawn over, or if he's a campus crush, etc.,

i want him to think i'm worthy enough to keep in his life. for him to know how special he is to me, for him to know how much i want him in my life as much as i want him to keep me in his.

my immediate reaction when i think of him is: 😊💕💜💜💜eeeee kicks and giggles and flaps hands teehee

i love him so much i get a heart-on for him (/silly but it is true sometimes; love him so much it aches (in a good way))

#ask #mblue talks #m rambles #(embarrassing myself under the cut 😁!11! !) #(these words are messy like my thoughts hahagahgs forgive me for not making it proper or something) #(oh whoops is that my heart down there uh haha sry i must've dropped it lemme pick it back up—) #(honestly it gets kinda personalll?? but yeah my heart haha whoops) #(head full yet empty only purple beloveds...) #(took me so long to answer bc... thoughts... i wasn't sure which ones to omit or include) #crossrot #lm #cm

[fatuismooches]

THE FLUFD.... KISSING ZANDIKDHCLDBCLDHCKDHCODHCKD GIGGLES KICKS FEET JUMPS OFF A CLIFF /J HE'S SO . ghzhfkchrifiofusshdnfwidhd. LIKE I CAN EXPRESS IT PROPERLY. LIKE HE'S SO STUPID BUT HE'S NOT BUT STUPID IN A SENSE HE'S LOOKING AT U DUMBSTRUCK BECAUSE YOU KISSES HIM AND LOVE HIM ACKCJHXHCJ.

N DOTTORE GETTING CAUGHT BEING SOFF WITH HIS DARLIMGCICHSKFH AGHDHDH... I can imagine that reader n childe has this secret friendship for sneaking in the lab a bunch of times... Same goes to.. A lot of harbingers actually like pantalone and Columbina.. n dottore doesn't know cuz ur worried he might make em not visit u anymore 💔💔

Oh... But that last part. :) how dare u. HONESTLY AFTER THE ANGST I'VE BEEN THROWING IT'S ONLY FAIR BUT.

I'm gonna RIOT. I refuse. Nope I did not see that last part. Nuh uh nope totally not. :3

But anyways thank u as always smooches. And for listening to my madman ramblings 😭 I have exams rn (literally. The teacher are giving out papers n I'm in here exploding ( n the fluff is JUST THE POWER I NEEDED RAHHHHHHHHH

OH MY GOSH I WDBWJDWD TOTALLY AGREE ACK Akademiya Zandik is just... idk i feel like in the beginning of the relationship he's kind of a stupid loser who doesn't know what he's doing and just lets you take the lead for once in his life. He's like. so freaking smart but when it comes to you he just becomes a bit dumb. It's just the effect you have on him you know? He has everything so perfectly figured out but then you're so enigmatic his brain can't process it. I feel like he truly knows he's too far gone when you have to snap him out of a daze in the middle of the group project.

AND OH MY GOD ... KAI ARE YOU IN MY GOOGLE DOCS CUZ THAT'S LITERALLY WHAT HAPPENS... I HAVE SM WRITTEN ABOUT THAT 😭😭😭❤️ I'll give you a lil bit of it as a small treat :3

AHHAHAHA if you think that angst part is bad... wait to see what the other stuff I've written is like <3 The other specific angsts are not being released to anyone, it would ruin the surprise 🥰🥰 BUT OMG?? I HOPE YOU DO GOOD ON YOUR EXAMS !! I hope you make sure to take care of yourself after them, they're pretty stressful but I will wrap you up in a blanket and make sure you're cozy too. ❤️

#smooches talks #moots: kai <3 #me trying not to giggle n kick my feet at ur asks <3 #I THINK OUR TIME ZONES R SO DIFFERENT TOO BC ITS NIGHT OVER HERE HELP #i too have a ten page term paper to write and guess who hasn't started it! me <3333 LMFAO ill be okay tho #anyway... my fic is already 10k+ words so it's okay for me to spill this much :3

[scribblestatic]

You know, I had thought I'd posted more birdZuku before now, but it turned out it was all sent to a friend on Discord lol

So here's some more birdZuku drabbles, copied over.

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I'm thinking about Harpy Izuku. And how, as a baby, he had dem tiny wings.

The first time, as a toddler, when Inko holds him in front of a fan, he just instinctually starts flap flappin.

He's just running around the house all excited, like a chick. He learned how to walk very quickly, but speaking came to him a bit slower cause he'd chirp and trill instead.

And he likes perching on things. The sofa in their house has holes in it where his talons snagged on the back.

And, when he was a lil bebe, just wearing a T-shirt and a diaper, Inko put him in front of a fan because he was laid out on the kitchen floor to get cool.

And he perks up and just starts flappin.

He doesn't even have his flight feathers in, he's all fluff feathers. But he's practicin!

His lil baby feathers go all over the place. Enough for a small pillow. Inko collects them for little pillows that he still has when he gets older.

There's lots of little small pillows filled with his baby fluff. Izuku later thinks it's embarrassing…but he still sleeps with at least one of them at night.

Izuku got lots of hugs as a baby. Not only because Inko loves him, but also, her boy soff.

And Izuku just cuddles his neck in and blinks slowly till he's asleep.

When it's naptime, he'd always be softly peeping, hiding his head against his mom's stomach so he can sleep.

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Toddler Izuku hop hoppin along the ground until he gets to Aunty Mitsuki and trying to climb up on the couch so he can sit with her.

Also, his peets are more his hands than the little clingers he has where he would've been. So Inko makes him special mittens so he doesn't scratch up everything.

But he kinda sits back on his butt and reaches out for things with his lil peets when he wants something.

It's why his handwriting is literal chicken scratch. His ring and pinkie fingers are the long part of the wing while he does still have a thumb, pointer, and middle finger right at the wing arch. But they're usually tucked away and hidden under his feathers.

He mostly uses them the same way bats use their thumbs and they aren't that great at doing much else than grabbing. Hand-eye coordination is foot-eye coordination for him.

He can stand on one leg real easily, so if something's thrown in his direction, he'll just shift his weight real quick and grab it with his foot.

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Izuku may not be quirkless, but he does face quirk discrimination.

He's so much like a bird, he has to wear skirts instead of pants and has to have special underwear he can put on for himself.

A lot of his clothes have had to be custom made, and because his feet are essentially his hands, he usually has to wash his feet several times a day to do anything with them.

And schools have to go out of their way to custom make a uniform for him, and because of the way bathroom sinks are, it's hard for him to wash his hands without having to flap his wings indoors, which can sometimes cause a mess.

He also has sharp teeth and very sturdy facial skin in place of a beak, though sometimes, when he get's very birdy, it can almost seem like he has a beak. mass hallucination lmao

#birdzuku au #au post 2 #static drabbles #bnha au #Youtube

[whataperfectwasteoftime]

I've gotta ask, obviously Marcus Pike is a dom no matter how you slice it, varying degrees, but still kinky in every version of him in every universe you've created him. Have you ever considered him being with a partner in a capacity that intended to be no strings attached, or even in a more formal kink setting like a bdsm club and finding his perfect match there? I'd love to know what versions of him you've imagined even if it's versions we haven't seen. You write him with so much heart and I just can't get enough. I will pay for crumbs of your Marcus content even the most fleeting or passing thought about him. Thank you for writing!

Oh wow, anon. I was trying to implement a "No new Marcus Pike ideas" rule for me so I'd be forced to branch out a little and then I read This Ask. I got this right before a 1 hour car ride so basically I had this idea rattling around in my brain for an HOUR and it's very possible there will be a fic of this at a later date but for the time being please imagine the following:

My first thought was that Marcus is asked to go undercover as a dom at a BDSM club for [insert Art Crimes reason here].

He plays dumb for the benefit of his colleagues but the truth is, he's intimately familiar with the concept. He used to go back in grad school, after all. It’s been a long time, but its not like those preferences... go away

He decides to go for the full "daddy dom" look and wears his suit (sans jacket) with his sleeves rolled up and too many buttons undone😏 and the effect is just 🤌🤌🤌

He's trying to just lay low and get the arrest (even though he's ITCHING to be involved and his brain is like 'hnnnnggg') but somehow he gets roped into doing a scene.

At first the sub he's paired with is like "haha nah" because of course Marcus looks SOFF(tm) and she's like "I need a dom who can make me cry and I am VERY hard to make cry."

(Most doms upon hearing this will go straight to heavy degradation and humiliation and generally that just pisses her off and does NOT make her cry)

But YOU KNOW that's not how Marcus rolls. Instead he fucking obliterates her with his belt, all the while whispering little praises and teases in her ear, telling her how perfect she is, how much he loves doing this to her, telling her he's not gonna stop until she's a crying mess, so she's gonna be a good girl for him, right?

He's like stroking her cheek so gently with one hand and causing exquisite pain with the other and it's so overwhelming that he DOES make her cry (and come)

Marcus KING OF AFTERCARE Pike dedicates an excessive amount of time tending to her afterwards and just talking to her softly and making sure she's okay

afterwards she's like WHAT THE ABSOLUTE SHIT and is understandably affected and has a lil crush and Marcus is also like "oh wow that's right I REALLY fucking like doing that" and he's super taken with her too, but...

He's got a case to focus on. And finally at the end of the night he's able to make an arrest and his sub from before sees and understandably feels lied to, and like ~angst~ happens and he convinces her it was DEFINITELY real for him. 💕

#marcus pike #marcus pike x f!reader #marcus pike x you #marcus pike x reader #pedro pascal #the mentalist #the mentalist fanfic #okay you can probably expect this to be written at some point

[emcscared-whumps]

WiJ 2022 - 14: What are Your Favourite Whump Character Dynamics?

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Whumpee

Littol creachurs, lil bbies, I adore them.

My preference in whumpee is soff, pathetic, and sweet. A limp noodle of a boi, all wibbly and cute. You can poke him, and he will whimper but remember his shape.

I love nonhuman whumpees most of all ehehe, shifters and vampires and mer and demons are always fun :3 cute widdle ears and teefs and tails and--

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Caretaker

Anyone that is capable of speaking softly and wrapping up the whumpee like a littol, crying sushi roll <3<3<3 a good amount of fire is fun too.

BUT

I also love any flavour of bad caretaker :) whether incompetent, ignorant/unwitting, or willfully malicious. Very fun, mess with whumpee's head a little and make them terrified of everyone, including any RealTM caretakers that come around and genuinely mean well and want to help :))))

Bottom line, I'm not picky

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Whumper

Not even necessary all of the time.

Anyone can be a whumper in my works, whether intentional or unintentional. A lot of the time, circumstance or environment makes (people into the whumper of my poor widdle noodle (see Ewrancore fashioning Kate into a bitch, and slamming Pete with anti-belunae imagery and ideology on the daily :3 and threatening his life with it).

There is usually a main whumper, the one who dishes out the most consciously, but tbh I don't actually care for those characters, sorry Johnstone ^-^'

They are little more than tools to me ahaha... but I will still try to develop their characters.

Just no whumper blorbos unless they suddenly become lil squeeshy whumpees >:3c

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Inter-character Dynamics

Whumpee/Caretaker: I love it when a Whumpee is totally reliant on a Caretaker :3 it's both very cute to watch them snuggle and depend on each other, but it's perfect for taking Caretaker away and watch them both struggle without each other :DDD always fun to watch the spiral. I'm gonna do it in the Hunter!AU :3c (which I don't think I ever explicitly announced lmfao)

Whumper/Whumpee: I love it when Whumper dehumanises Whumpee, drags them down, deletes their self-worth, renders them immobile with injuries that will end up permanent because Whumpee is unable to get help, even after they escape Whumper's Cruel ClutchesTM.

Circumstance: Then I just love the happy little accidents OvO Whumpee trying to hide their nonhuman status that would see them hunted and killed (or worse) if caught out, having a little accident that reveals them. Both the accident is whumpy, the fear and angst of trying to hide it to get somewhere safe is whumpy, and also if anyone sees and tries to... do something about it ;)) hint hint, nudge nudge. I use this all the time :D

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So there you have it folks!

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@whumpmasinjuly

#wij #wij day 14 #wij 2022 #whumpmas in july #whumpmas in july 2022 #whump community #whump #whump roles #whumper #whumpee #caretaker #wij22day14 #whumpmasinjuly2022

[readysetstarker]

i have had the most stressful and ridiculous weekend at work and want to be kinda selfish with my time over the next week. i needed two seconds to write something for myself before getting back to requests. sorry for making some of y’all wait. i just needed to write for myself, which means y’all get another little practice piece from me. let me have my soft starker for five seconds.

warnings: peter is 18+. that’s it.

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Tony hurt. His joints ached, his head was pounding, and he was convinced it was blood he was currently tasting in his mouth. Sure, fighting criminals was easy when they didn’t have super powers or upgraded tech, but he still felt it when that one man’s getaway driver decided to hit him with their van.

If he turned his head the wrong way, would his neck crack? It felt stiff enough.

The door to the landing pad of his Malibu home slid open as he lowered himself down into his lab. Friday read of diagnostics as he slowly landed and made his way to the machinery that would undo his armor and set it back into its holding case. Tony couldn’t bring himself to listen, not while pain radiated up his left arm, all the way to his shoulder, and brought a tremor to his hand.

Tony gripped it, rubbed along the nerve, and told Friday goodnight. He just wanted to sleep.

He took the stairs slowly, wincing at the pain in his hip. Nothing felt broken, but it wouldn’t hurt to call someone in the morning. Maybe Dr. Cho could make a house visit.

Tony stopped at the top, momentarily confused as to why there were lights still on, until his eyes spotted a bright shock of red against the white couch. Peter was curled up, asleep, leaning against one of the arms with his legs tucked against his chest and curled fist pressing into his cheek. Tony felt his heart skip at the sight, and the tension in his body melted. 

Peter’s enhanced hearing managed to pick up his footsteps when he was just inches away; dark brown eyelashes fluttered open at Tony’s approach, and he smiled sleepily when Tony pushed his hair away from his forehead and placed a soft kiss there.

“Hey,” Peter greeted. His voice gave away tired he was, words crawling their way out around his tongue. His eyes closed again when Tony pressed their foreheads together. “Welcome home.”

“Sorry I’m so late, Pete,” Tony said. He kissed Peter’s forehead again, then took Peter’s hand gently in his own. He twisted his wrist to keep Peter from seeing the bruise forming along the back of his hand. “Let’s get you to bed.”

#starker #ironspider #peter parker x tony stark #my work #i can have a lil soffness #as a treat

[mblue-art]

Sometimes i don't undestand How the fandom can be so stupid sometimes. Like, a Lot of please still think that UnderLust is just about nsfw and that stuff... UnderLust can theach people about some stuff, like, who you are, etc. A Lot of people also thinks that our little bean Lust is a pervet, he is not like that. He is kind and cool.

So thank you Very much for show thought your art How Lust is kind and not that pervet

yeee ! 💜

i can understand why people mostly think of UL like that, because the 'massive perv' lust thing came from the og creator, and that became the canon/fanon for a big while,,

but!! im glad that people are making their own interpretations of the underlust au and its story; and with sans especially, more people are accepting him and seeing him in a better light !

he's not just the sans au variant who's reduced to being 'that pervert'.

he respects people and their boundaries. yes, he can be heavy on the flirting, but if you tell him that you're uncomfortable, he'll understandably back off. he cant make the heat thing go away, its always gonna be there, but surely, monsterkind has found ways to suppress it and deal with it other than the obvious solution.

lust can be kind, and caring, and soft, and sassy, and charismatic. patient and understanding. a good friend. a loving partner.

yes, he's a sans au variant. he can still be just as goofy and funny and gross (like, idk, gobblin up sausages so fast like some kinda gremlin because he thought it was a funny little trick he could do and because he thinks it can make you laugh?)

(...it worked.)

i'm honestly super happy about the gradual acceptance and appreciation the fandom has towards this lil guy. it's nice getting to see more soft content for him. it's nice to have that balance.

knowing that the (soff) lust content i contributed got some people thinking and reconsidering his character makes my heart happy :) 💜

#ask #mblue talks #eeee #lust #i made it long.........aaaa #i blurt out words n sentences n hope they all sound good ndjdkdk

[j6suke]

buccigang’s favourite part of your body-!! Σ(-᷅_-᷄๑)

bruno: your mouth, he adores your smile and kisses. when you smile his heart melts and his chest grows tight, no matter how many times he sees it. and god, your kiss. every time your lips touch him he swears it adds another 50 years to his life expectancy.

‘Never stop smiling, amore.’

‘Hm? What? No, kiss me again.’

abbachio: oh lord-hum this man to sleep every single night, he’s in love with your voice. all of those comforting words you’ve told him are his treasure. the way that whenever he says ‘i love you’ and you say it back without a second thought, it truly brings him inner harmony. your gentle nature is resembled in your tone and abbachio absolutely lavishes in it. if you send him voicemails throughout the day,he’ll replay them and go so so soff.

‘Say that again. No-not that- that you love me,’

‘You have no idea the effect you have on me, my dolce.’

giorno: he’d clap you in a staring comp.LMAO IM SORRY OK ANYWAYS- your eyes are the most elegant and captivating thing in the world to giorno. he finds comfort in the midst of your glassy stares, and how they show nothing but passion toward him. let alone how observant giorno is, your eyes speak for themselves regardless. they’re just so damn gorgeous to him.

‘Let’s stay like this a little while longer. it’s not my fault you look at me like that, amore.’

‘I promise, cara, i’ll let no one ruin that glisten in your eye.’

mista: chest. yes, i know, boob go brrr. it’s much more than accidental cleavage mista gawks at- it’s your heart. nothing brings peace to this man like laying on your chest. he’s not open about it though, he plays it off as your ‘hot physique tm ;)’ he also adores your collarbone and shoulders. mista will trace his fingers around that area a lot, truly reminiscing on your love. you definitely have a lot of hickeys there. not to mention he totally thinks your bust is hot too so-

‘I don’t care that it’s 3 in the morning, let me lay on your chest- what do you mean why? because i want to?‘

‘Tesoro i love you but your boobs are in the way-‘

fugo: oh what fugo would give to be entangled in your cute grasp all day. when he wakes up during the night, he’ll look down to see your plumped face pressed against him snuggling into him as closely as you physically can, and it makes his heart skip a beat. fugo is constantly holding your hand, at the very least- and GOD- when you do the little bicep grab with your smaller hands, he sees fireworks!

‘Cara I don’t want you catching a cold, come close.’

‘Hm? You can’t reach the cookies? Cute.’

narancia: waist- but he insists on referring to it as belly or tummy. this boy gives no fucks what you look like. abs? hell yes. pooch? hell yes. chubby? hell yes. plus size? hell yes. somewhere inbetween? hell yes. bloat easily? hell yes. scars? hell yes. you get the point. hugging his love from behind is one of his favourite things to do, especially when she don’t expect it. when you get cramps, narancia will be right there to massage you for as long as you want, and give you all the butterfly kisses he has. bye the way, if you wear a midriff around him-be prepared to be devoured in affection and love. always a hand around the belly. always. And he’s not afraid to tickle you too. watch out.

‘Are you feeling any better? Yes? Too bad you’re still getting kisses.’

‘Your lil love handles are so cute! Come here!!1!1!’

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-this took so long for no fucking reason, i’m too adhd. like i started this at 8pm and it’s 4.30am rn?? girl?? therapy??

anyway i hate the way this turned out but like i need to go to fucking bed, ty for reading ily!-

#jjba #jojos #jjba x reader #bruno buccellati #bruno x reader #fugo x reader #narancia x reader #giorno x reader #jojos bizarre adventure #abbachio x reader #mista x reader #part 5 #vento aureo #jjba x y/n #bucci gang

[enderwoah]

HI!!! MY NAME IS ENDER AND I!!

LOVE!!!

RANBOO!!!!

AUGDHUGNFWJDFAJD LOOK AT HIM!!! okay okay here let me form words alright.

he basically came onto the smp and immediately got tossed headfirst into the plot on the second day. and this kid handled it with grace. he spends his third day mining and stuff and he? he spent it talking to his chat about lore and his character and stuff?? UM?? homeboy went ‘yeah, i looked through the ranboo tag and found headcanons that i liked and incorperated them into my character lore and backstory’ LOOK AT HIM!!!

do you know how LONG it took tommy to have any SEMBLANCE of a ROLEPLAY CHARACTER??? mans popped in and went ‘im the dungeon master now.’ and im HERE FOR IT!!

him being part of the fandom?? he’s like a living, breathing (y/n) rn, his story is the plot of so many reader inserts out there lets be real alright. and that means that he’s gonna be asking the questions we all want answered!! him asking if wilbur’s mom being a fridge meant that fridges were canon in the lore not only SENT ME it was also like??? yeah?? this is a fantasy type setting wilbur how? and he ASKED!!! and people LISTENED!! because he’s actually THERE!!!!! this man is OUR REPRESENTATIVE!!!

him defining the lines between in-character and out-of-character to his chat, emphazising the fact that this is a roleplay to the point of him almost visibly changing when he’s in character is,,,,mmmmm chef’s kiss. and there’s SO MUCH LORE TO HIS CHARACTER ALREADY??? MEMORY LOSS?? HALF ENDERMAN HALF UNKNOWN??? CROWN ACTUALLY HAVING SOME SORT OF EMOTIONAL IMPORTANCE TO HIM?? SOMETHING ACTUALLY CAUSING HIS MEMORY LOSS??????? mans’ chat goes LORE? LORE POG??? LORE DROP? every time he mentions his character’s backstory!! he’s basically WILBUR at this point!!

he reads the wiki, he sees the headcanons, he knows the lore front and back, this mfer is going to be keeping everyone in line when it comes to canon, he’s gonna be up in their face with a god damn notebook going, ‘well, actually, according to the lore, your character asdjkjafedjk’ I CANNOT WAIT!!

and him last night?? making his little journal of things he remembered from the day? hoh my gosh it was adorable. character!ranboo is,,,so soft,,i mean person ranboo is soft ofc but character!ranboo is just a delicate little flower whom i love dearly...he sounds so happy to be there and get along with evveryone, just....mwah.

AND YOU KNOW WHAT ELSE HAPPENED LAST NIGHT?? he stared his chat DEAD IN THE EYES and told them that METAGAMING (YES, HE USED THE TERM METAGAMING!!!!) was NOT POG!! he said that he sees it, he knows what they’re saying or whatever, but he’s keeping the shit that he knows seperate from what his character knows, and that it’s better for chat to not say things at all!!

SOMEONE FINALLY CALLED IT WHAT IT IS!!! he like, defined the term metagaming for everyone, explained it, and explained why it was bad i love him i stan i askdnaksdk

i keep going back to this but him having his own character so well-defined and perfect like. i can clearly tell when he’s roleplaying and when he’s not and it isn’t like awkward or anything, it’s just that good, there’s a whole-ass character made for it!! he’s so soff,,,,i wuv,,,he’s just there to vibe he’s a curious lil boy i justjkwjasdfddakj my heart MELTS for him i just i just i hadahsdjaksdmkw

his plan for the presidency? he has my vote i repeat, HE HAS MY VOTE!!! LET NIKI AND TECHNO (and ranboo but now he has a good mic so people will prolly listen to him) TALK!!! PUNT TOMMY!! MAKE ERET A KING AGAIN!!! THIS MAN LITERALLY IS PART OF THE FANDOM, HE’S JUST DOING WHAT WE ALL WANT!!! LOOK AT HIM GO!!

in conclusion, ranboo is great. i can’t wait for him to get even deeper into the plot, from what i’ve seen, his roleplaying abilities are pretty pog already, and barely anything has happened. mans played dnd, i have no doubt in my mind that he’s gonna give us some banger quotes for the animatics. ;)

#ranboo #I LOVE YHIIIIIIIIM #I LVOEFWOESMKFSAMSD #okay #dream smp #dreamsmp #wilbur soot #ghostbur #dnd #tubbo #tommyinnit #dreamwastaken #ranboolive #l'manburg #look at him go #not to mention him being a smaller streamer #he's representing all of us we stan #what other tags should i #caps tw #caps cw #mild cursing #philza #this is incomprehensible #but whatever #adhd rant #y'all know how it is #BANGER TWEETS BANGER PRESIDENT #ranboo2021 #mcyt #1k

[kaebedom-me]

Kaeya and childe with a hurt s/o v soff omg- like imagine they’re really hurt or smth and they’re like landhrjsntjjajfnt idk they’re soff ok 😭✋

Ok but I'm big sucker of the getting hurt trope 🥺🥺 hurt/comfort

i like to think you were beaten up p badly from trying to fight a stonehide or frostarm lawachurls because those things kill me every time (but it plays out the same regardless of the enemies)

the moment Childe see’s you bloodied up or flung across the field from one of its attack he goes ape shit

Kaeya sprints to your side, drops everything to see how badly injured you are

feeds you healing potions as sort of an instant relief? at least to stop your bleeding and keep you awake

but if you’re passed out by the time you hit the ground then he’ll just stay by your side and makes sure you don’t take any more damage/ you keep breathing 

devastated, they’re so worried about you 

immediately teleports to the nearest healers they know 

For the most part, you're fine after the healing but you don't wake up immediately

The healers tell them it's normal cuz you lost a lot of blood and your body just needs to rest for a week or a little more

They're so worried, they barely leave your bedside the entire time you're there

Blames themselves for not being able to protect you and they're just very sad the entire time

Kaeya's usually pretty level headed but if someone he cares about is hurt he starts neglecting himself a little bit trying to nurse them back to health

He'll stay beside you all the time and Childe often has to remind him to eat

Childe he's worried too and he think he'd be like Kaeya too, but since Kaeya's barely eating and taking care of himself he has to step up umu

They probably get into tiny arguments a lot? It's not like they need you to peacekeep or anything, Kaeya's just on edge so he ticks a little bit easier

Childe too but he wants to care for Kaeya and you and the least he could do right now is make sure Kaeya doesn't fall sick so he backs down from a lot of the arguments

Apart from their arguments they don't talk, again it's not like they need you to be there for them to talk its just they have a lot on their minds

Childe doesn't take his emotions out onto his loved ones and he picks a lot of his battles so to release stress he goes off on rampages whenever Kaeya's fed and bathed

I don't see him taking it out on his subordinates? Like he's more snappy and agitated but he won't outright yell at them

The only time Kaeya isn't around you is when his thoughts are eating him alive, where he's anxious you won't wake again or that he's useless he couldn't even do something as easy as protecting you

So he drowns himself in his work until he either finishes them or his thoughts get so bad he has to leave for fresh air

He doesn't drink now because he still wants to be able to take care of you? Like he can't do that if he's drunk

I think they'll eventually find themselves again? After one of Childe's many rampages he comes home to find Kaeya outside staring blankly at the pavements

I just think when their eyes meet they a lil bit to realise they're a hot mess

And Childe hesitates right because Kaeya's been out of it for awhile now and he doesn't want to do anything to make him more shaken up but he knows Kaeya knows he was out trying to cope to

And i just- Kaeya opens his arms to ask for a hug, and he looks so sad and broken but also so glad that he has Childe

So Childe ungracefully stumbles into Kaeya's arms

Shut up I'm in my feels I'M IN MY FEELS

They get it together from there umu takes care of themselves a little more

And when you wake up after they're so fucking happy

You're a lil groggy and everything's kinda numb but you're so happy to see them too

They scold you sm HAHAHA no mercy yeah you just woke up from a coma but holy shit dude you need to be more careful next time

You're just glad you're awake with them by your side and you bring them in for a hug

They promise to look after you more so something like this doesn't happen again and they make you promise to run or dodge next time tf be careful

Nursing you back to health would be the easier part uwu

They'll probably take turns take care of you though? They've got work and stuff too and they've already p much neglected a lot of their work while you were out

Lots of snuggles while you're in bed because they're scared you'll leave them like that again

A lot of kisses too and lots of i love yous too just to make sure you know that they love you a whole lot

Makes you say it back too HAHAH because they haven't heard you haven't said it to them in a while uwu

You'll have to reassure them a lot too it honestly feel a little bit like you're taking care of them at some point

Like sometimes Childe would just lie next to you for hours on end just holding you

Or Kaeya just sitting next to you and looking at you and absent-mindedly playing with your fingers?

And you have to tell the them you want to eat cuz you're hungry before they're like oh right

They're a bit reluctant to leave for awhile tho HAHA they're just scared when they come back you'll be asleep again? So you have to reassure them you're ok

Or threaten them that you'll sit in the kitchen w them

But lots of cute indoor dates to keep you entertained!

Maybe making a cute lil fort where you three can just vibe? Or them making you dinner and you sitting around to watch or help with easy preparations

Them slow dancing with you in their arms just a soft good time ya know

When you gain your strength back they're more protective of you when you guys go adventuring again

It can be a little over bearing so you have to tell them to back off and you'll be more careful stuff like that

But oml they're so happy to take you out for dates again! Scouts the place for monsters first tho before bringing you to like a picnic

Cuz they know you've neen cooped up for awhile so they want you to be able to soak up the outdoors

#Im DO NE WITH MY ESSAY #I'm so hAPPY #Watch me play genshin for an unhealthy amount of time #Also this request? Cute i lovEd #Childe #childe x reader #kaeya #kaeya x reader #childe x reader x kaeya #tartaglia x reader #tartaglia #genshin impact headcanons #genshin impact x reader #shanna writes

[hipparelinda]

Some Stretch Panic doodles of the evening

Kinda working on some new minions in this one. I worked left to right so let’s go from there

Wanted to make some more humanoid gremlins for Demonica. I feel the big puppet-like mouth is really cool and creepy. The green demon (the one with the horns) attacks with a bloody hand that comes from the bottom of its skirt. They resemble a small child in wellies. Another addition is a female demon. I think they’re servants summoned by demonica, maybe succubi. They adore the lil gremlins and flirt with the senoritas. (also really adored the vibe of the goat skull in the boss room so, its a new mask for demonica now, lol!)

Next are handmaids for Cyan. They’re beautiful beings of the same species as her yet they’re shorter, have a smaller heart and usually only two arms. They don’t join Cyan in combat as she’s strong enough to fight by herself, they only keep her company on off times. Cyan protects them fiercely. (don’t have a name for them yet...)

Going up are two girls for Spirit. They’re twins made from Spirit’s gloves. Spirit will detach her gloves from herself so that the two of them can scout the area and dispose of any intruders. Once defeated, the hands return to Spirit. They’re linked to spirit so if hurt, Spirit feels it too. (they need names too..)

Last on the first image is just a lil fun gijinka for the ball-faced Zako from HL, I just adore their vibe. I think they have a crush on Fay Soff...

Next pic is less minions but I did do some Bonita Zako. Im still obsessed with giving them a more demonic feel like they’ve truly become monsters.

#Stretch Panic #my art #OC #Demonica #Bonita #bonita zako #siren #cyan #body horror #blood cw #gore cw

[missmonsters2]

Stars Falling

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x fem!reader/OFC

Prompt: Hold my hand tight. I’ll protect you.

Note: you fucken RIGHT, she is top quality girlfriend material. Sorry, I know this is from the fluff list but it’s a lil dark LOL big thanks to @lesbian-deadpool​ and @empyreanwritings​ for reading this and telling me if it was too fucked up to post or not LMAO

Warnings: Mentions of abuse, wounds, and blood. Abuse may be interpreted in different ways. You might cry cuz it’s soff.

Genre: Soft angst & fluff 

Count: 3080

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Sometimes you think how wonderful it might be if you were born a star instead. 

To be hung in the dark sky, a sight to be seen. 

And when all is said and done, you'll become something else as you fall under the weight of gravity. 

But you're not a star. 

And you're painfully aware of it every day. 

"Don't tell me you're still holding hope." 

You feel your jaw get roughly grasped, pulled in the direction to look at the sneering face at you. 

"Let me remind you," the director tilts her head, "you'll never make it out of here."

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You stayed in the locked room for what feels like hours, but you know only at most it's only been two. You've gotten good at it. 

Counting. 

There probably used to be a time where you would sing songs to pass the time, but now you've learned how to count the seconds instead.

You hear the door jiggle, and you tense. 

But the footsteps are familiar, and you feel the soft touch of concern, and you know who it is.

She does this every time without fail because otherwise, you may be left in this room for days. 

"What are you doing?" You rasp. "If she finds out you've stolen the keys, you'll get a lashing again, Nat."

Natasha clenches her jaw as she picks you off the floor, pulling one of your arms around her shoulder as she helps you leave the room. 

"I don't care," Natasha grits. 

Natasha has plenty of more words to say, but she doesn't think she can't get them out without screaming. 

In all honesty, the lashing Natasha would get would be nowhere near as bad as what you've endured. She carries you past the bedroom, and you look in briefly at the rows upon rows of beds, and it's another reminder of where you are.

It isn't until Natasha brings you to the washroom, setting you gently down on the floor that you lean over the edge of the tub with your back facing Natasha.

You hear Natasha's breath hitch, and you're surprised she still makes that noise.

After all, it's not like the sight is unfamiliar to her. 

Grabbing a cloth and filling a bucket with water, Natasha sits quietly down behind you. She knows you hate it when she looks sad, so Natasha stills her emotions.

There's blood all over your back. It looks worse when you're wearing a white shirt that's been ripped and pulled at. Natasha grabs the shirt's material, ripping it the rest of the way because there's no way she could pull it off from you without causing more pain. 

She sets it aside as your back is bare before her, but she can't appreciate it with the dried blood and lashes. 

Natasha breathes slowly as she grabs the cloth, soaking it in the water and ringing it before she puts it against your back as she cleans you slowly.

It's always silent when Natasha takes care of you, even as she disinfects the wounds before bandaging you up.

"Where is Allison?" Your voice is still hoarse. 

"Sleeping," Natasha answers quietly. 

"Did they like her?"

"Yeah," Natasha breathes out. "They're going to come back tomorrow to finish the adoption papers for her." 

You hum. 

"They didn't ask for you again," Natasha says after a moment of silence.

"That's good," you say tiredly. 

That's how today's beating had started, after all. 

You've been here at the orphanage longer than anyone has, practically all your life. 

You've grown up here with the director in this sick place, with her sick tendencies. 

You were determined to be a wallflower until you could leave.

Until Natasha came here when you were 15.

Then you had someone to protect. 

And you decided that it was better to be you than her. 

You had grown to accept that you weren't going to be adopted. As you grew older, you knew the chances grew slimmer. But you were okay with that because you would never allow yourself to leave Natasha here alone.

There were even times you made yourself extremely unattractive to prospective parents who seemed interested in you. 

But for some reason, the prospective parents that came today seemed a little insistent on you, even if you acted like a problem child. 

They were interested in you and Allison, coming back multiple times as if to try to charm you into liking them.

That seemed to set off the director because that woman was set on having you by her side forever. She truly thinks you'll stay here, work here, and grow old until you die with her within this place.

Perhaps you would've resigned to that if Natasha didn't come along. 

But now you're just shy of being 18 to be able to leave and take Natasha along with you. 

You chant the same words you've been chanting since Natasha's come here.

Turn 18, get a job, get a place, and take Natasha far away from here. 

It wouldn't be right away. You'd still have to stay here a little even after turning 18 because you know you can't just take Natasha.

That woman would find you.

She would find you and take Natasha back to destroy you. 

You needed to do it the right way so Natasha couldn't be taken from you.

Turn 18, get a job, get a place, and take Natasha far away from here. 

"Hey."

You turn your head and blink as Natasha's face comes into view. 

You find yourself all cleaned up and bandaged, and Natasha strokes your cheekbone softly.

"Let's go to bed, okay?" 

You nod, standing up with her help as she takes off her cardigan to wrap it around you.

The place is dark, not a sound to be heard, not a single light on, but the two of you have memorized this place like the back of your hand. 

You enter the bedroom quietly because many children have already fallen far asleep into slumberland, and you don't dare to wake them up.

As you get to the last bed in the back, you get in slowly as Natasha follows next to you. 

Everyone gets a small twin-sized bed, but Natasha has long stopped sleeping in hers as she presses her body close to yours.

Natasha pulls the blanket up until it reaches just after your shoulder. 

Lying there, face to face, Natasha licks her lips. You blink languidly as you reach your hand up to cup her cheek, watching her eyes flutter closed as she savors your touch. 

"She can't keep doing this to you," Natasha shakily whispers. 

You merely use your thumb to stroke her cheekbone, dragging your face across the pillow until your lips hit hers. 

Dry and chapped, but still soft. 

You pull back as you entangle your legs with Natasha, pulling her as close as you can to you.

"I rather her do this to me than to you, do you understand?" You murmur. 

And Natasha hates it. She hates it so much. She hates that you shield her from the horrible things that could've been done to her. 

But she knows you would protect her no matter the cost. 

"I love you," Natasha's words vibrate against your lips as her eyes sting.

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Natasha watches from afar as she's holding the broom, idly sweeping the stairs. 

It's another one of those days. 

"Come to my room," the director gazes upon you as she beckoned you towards her.

Natasha watches you put down your bucket and sponge as you walk towards her with your eyes lowered. 

Natasha grips the broom tightly in her hands.

She can hear the worst in the room, but you don't make any noise anymore. You know that it breaks Natasha's heart, so you've learned to grit your teeth or bite your tongue instead. 

You're doing this to protect her, but why does Natasha feel like a coward every time?

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The wounds have only started to heal, but Natasha picks you up with fresh ones. 

Something ugly festers within Natasha as she looks at your back. 

It's not fair. 

It's not fair.

You blink slowly as you lean over the edge of the tub on your arm. You stare at the shampoo in the corner as Natasha cleans your wounds.

The cuts sting, but you don't show it, you don't think you even know how to show it hurts anymore...but Natasha just looks at you, placing her head next to yours as she grasps your fingers gently.

You lift the corners of your mouth slowly. 

"If you keep looking like that, I won't let you clean my wounds anymore," you mean it as a joke, mostly because Natasha is the only one who can do it. There's no way you'd subject the other kids to this. 

But Natasha only holds your hand tighter. 

"Hey," she whispers. "What's the first thing you want to do when we get out of here?"

You hum, your mouth falling into a more relaxed smile as you allow the small luxury of daydreaming. 

"I want to sleep under the open sky. Wouldn't it be nice, Nat? To see the millions and millions of stars above us." You close your eyes, missing how Natasha bites her lips. 

She helps you back to bed, pulling the covers up as you fall into a peaceful sleep. 

But Natasha knows. 

She knows you're running thin, and Natasha's not sure how much longer you can take it.

Waiting until one of you turns 18? 

Natasha mentally scoffs. 

The two of you won't make it.

It was just a fantasy of turning 18 would change anything here, and Natasha's rude awakening came since the day those people came and were interested in you and Allison. 

The director would never let you go. 

Natasha's sure that she would rather kill you than to see you leave, and it would all too easy to cover up a missing kid from an orphanage. 

Natasha gazes at your sleeping face, mouth slightly open as you doze. She delicately brushes her fingers through your hair, soft as you mumble somewhat at the feeling before you shift closer to her. 

Natasha can't protect you in here, she's painfully aware.

And if that's the case, then she'll take her chances out there.

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It's a few weeks that the two of you get some peace within these walls. The director seems to be aware that your wounds need to heal before she can do anything.

And Natasha is waiting for you to heal as well, diligently taking care of you and changing your bandages and applying medication every day.

The two of you seem to be always able to tell when the director will soon call you. 

She gets agitated, seeking you out more to do work in front of her. Her eyes trail you like a hawk as she comes out of her office to inspect your cleaning. 

Natasha stares through the slits of her eyes in the back unnoticed. 

With Natasha's help, you've healed faster, but the director doesn't seem to have noticed, but she's getting impatient.

Even if you are not fully healed, she will most likely call for you again tonight. 

But Natasha won't let that happen. Blinking once before she pushes against the wall upright and turns, she slides discreetly into the director's office. She pulls out the three sleeping pills she stole from the volunteer who had come four months ago and stayed most nights with the children. 

Placing them on the table, she crushes them into powder with a paperweight quickly before she pours it into the cup of tea the director has out on her desk. 

Stirring it with the teabag, Natasha carefully sets everything back the way she found it and slides back out unnoticed. 

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"Baby, wake up."

You groggily open your eyes to see Natasha kneeling beside your bed at your head.

"Why aren't you in bed?" You murmur as Natasha pulls your cover. You had told her to sleep in her own bed tonight because you had a feeling the director would come in and call you to her room. 

But you must've fallen asleep waiting for that because you could see it was 1 AM.

"We're leaving," Natasha tells you as she stands up, whispering, so she doesn't wake the other kids.  

You sit up with your brows furrowed as you rub your eye.

"What?" 

"We're leaving," Natasha repeats, grabbing your hand as she pulls out of bed. 

It had taken some time to wait for the cooks and custodians to go to bed, but the house was quiet now. 

And it was now or never. 

Natasha has a small duffle bag of your things, the two of you not having much despite how long you've been living here. 

"What are you talking about?" You feel yourself waking up more now as Natasha quietly drags you through the hallways and down the stairs. 

She doesn't answer you as Natasha lifts opens the window on the main floor that she left just slightly open during the day.

The alarms would go off if she tried any of the doors, and this was the one window that seemed to have a glitch in it if left open even if they set the alarms. 

Natasha throws the duffle bag out the window.

"Natasha!" You harshly whisper as you grip her wrist to look at you. "This isn't the plan."

"Fuck the plan!" She whispers heatedly at you. "You'll die before the plan even happens!"

You blink at her as Natasha huffs. 

"I know," Natasha says quietly. "I know we're only 17, and it'll be so much harder to survive out there if we leave now. But I rather take those chances than to watch slowly die by that woman's hands!"

Natasha shakes her head, running her hands through the sides of her head as she grips her hair, looking at the floor.

"I can't," Natasha breathes, "I can't watch you keep shielding me when I know you're scared too."

"So please," Natasha begs, "please run away with me while we can."

You look at your girlfriend, tired and defeated, but desperate for you. Lifting your hands to hold Natasha's as you nudge her to let go of her hair as you pull her hands towards you.

"Alright," you press a kiss to her knuckles. "Alright."

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You've been walking for miles. 

Holding Natasha's hand as she carries the duffle bag she refuses to let you hold, you've been walking for miles. 

It would be foolish to take a cab or try to take one of the cars the workers leave here, so you've been going on foot. 

It isn't until you've hit a completely different neighborhood that Natasha begins looks around cars parked outside.

Natasha seems to be looking for something specific as she stumbles onto an old pickup truck. Taking a knife out of the duffle bag Natasha stole from the kitchen, she begins to cut around the gasket around the window. She pulls the window up before she reaches her hand inside to unlock the door. 

Throwing her duffle bag in the back, she gestures for you to get into the passenger side. 

Natasha then pulls out a screwdriver from the duffle bag, and you watch her get to work, and within minutes, you hear the pickup truck start. 

She pulls out of the driveway, taking off quietly down the road.

You had known Natasha had a questionable past before she was dropped off at the orphanage, but watching her do it was completely different.

Still, you had a felt a peace fall over you as you watched the houses get tinier in the side view mirrors.

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It's another couple of hours before Natasha comes to a stop in the middle of nowhere. 

Long having left the city, you were surprised she came to a stop already.

"Are you tired? Do you want to switch?" You ask. 

You still see there's half a tank of gas left, but you still wondered how you'll get more gas or if the two of you will have to find a new car to steal instead. 

Natasha shakes her head. "Let's both rest for a little bit."

She opens the car door, walking around until she reaches your side and unlocks your door. 

You take her hand as you gently get off as she guides you to the truck's back. She puts on foot on the bumper before hauling herself over, holding her hand out to pull you over too. 

Once inside, you find a small blanket that Natasha spreads out before lying down. 

You tentatively lie next to her. 

On your back, you look up at the night sky.

Being in the middle of nowhere with few streetlights, you find you can see the night sky well. 

"I want to sleep under the open sky. Wouldn't it be nice, Nat? To see the millions and millions of stars above us." 

You look over at Natasha, who is looking up at the sky as well. You swallow, feeling the emotions bubble up inside you, threatening to rage over. 

"Nat," you call, voice thick with emotion. 

She doesn't turn to look at you, though, continuing to look at the sky.

"I don't really understand your obsession with the stars," Natasha says quietly. 

You turn your head to look back up. 

"I like that there's so many," you slowly say. "There's an infinite amount of stars. There's a whole galaxy, an entire universe out there. We must look so tiny in comparison to them. Everything seems so big and overwhelming here."

Natasha doesn't say anything. She's not really sure what to say because to her, you're her entire universe.

The only star hung in her galaxy. 

"I'm not going to lie, Nat," you say after a long silence. "I don't know what to do from here."

Because in there, you knew very well how to keep Natasha safe. Out here, you had no plan.

Natasha turns over to you on her side, much rather looking at you than the night sky. 

You were a falling star back there, but out here, Natasha would do whatever it took to keep you hanging in the sky. 

And under the stars, with all the bruises and cuts, and nothing but the clothes on their back, Natasha holds your hand. 

"Hold my hand tight, I'll protect you."

#mm: my fics #natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff imagine #natasha romanoff x you #natasha romanov x reader #natasha romanov imagine #black widow x reader #black widow x you #black widow imagine #avengers reader insert #avengers imagine #avengers au #modern avengers au #marvel reader insert #natasha romanoff x y/n #genre: angst #genre: romance #genre: fluff

[b1mbodoll]

hello- im 4'9" and i was wondering if you could write for either tendou/yamaguchi/ushijima having a small s/o

omg babie!!! ur one inch shorter than me 🥺🥺 so cute . ANYWAY i chose satori bc i love him sm n him w a short s/o ... im Sad he’d be so soff for U

- tendou absolutely adores your height, thinks its perfect for giving forehead kisses nd loves when u get on ur tippy toes to kiss him

- his favorite thing to do is pick you up n hold u against the wall with ur legs wrapped around his waist so he can kiss u

- however, he also loves when u straddle him while ur making out cus he loves seeing your pretty lips swollen n slick w spit <3

- he teases u about your height but its sweet n playful

- he used to be a lil meaner about it but he learned his lesson

- one day you were getting lunch with satori and the old shiratorizawa team, sitting between him and reon, playing with his hands

- “y/n is perfect, they’re short and pretty and so kind, they’re like a little fairy. how’d you get so lucky, satori?” joked semi, sending a soft smile your way when you thanked him

- “hah! a fairy? yeah right semisemi, they’re more like a little troll especially with how clingy they are,” he laughed, not noticing how you’d stopped pulled your hands away and placed them in your lap

- you excused yourself soon after, saying your friend called needing your help with something and said goodbye to the team not making eye contact with your boyfriend

- tendou was shocked at your sudden departure, especially because you always gave him a goodbye kiss

- “wasn’t y/n acting weird just now? did i do something??” questioned tendou, genuinely confused as to why you were behaving differently

- “you upset them with the remark about their height, tendou, it’s quite obvious really,” commented ushijima, continuing to eat his food

- “yeah dummy, why would you call them a troll? no wonder they left,” scolded shirabu, smacking tendou’s head

- “what? oh god, i gotta go talk to them,” he said, grabbing his things and texting you to ask where you were

- when you didn’t reply he felt even worse, mentally scolding himself for being so mean to you

- he went to your house first, entering through your bedroom window when he noticed your small frame cuddled into your blankets

- “baby?” he called out softly, not wanting to upset you further

- at your lack of reply he slid into your bed, pulling you into his arms and kissing your head

- “i’m sorry baby that was so rude of me, i shouldn’t have said that. semi was right you’re my little fairy and i didn’t mean to upset you, please forgive me”

- you turned to face satori, pouting

- “ ‘s okay tori..jus’ didn’t expect you to say that...and ‘m sorry for being so clingy,” you whispered, eyes glossy as your bottom lip trembled

- his heart broke seeing you so sad, petting your hair as you cried into his shirt

- “no baby dont apologize, i didnt mean any of that. i’m so lucky to have you and i love everything about you, you’re not clingy at all! i’m sorry for making you think that”

- you looked up at him, “i love you too tori, ‘m sorry for crying...i accept your apology”

- he smiled softly, thumbs wiping your wet cheeks as he leant down to kiss you

- yeah, after that he layed off with the teasing

- although he still rests his arms on your head

- and sometimes takes your phone so he can watch you struggle to take it back, even making you give him a kiss before giving it back

- tendou is very protective of you, he’ll glare at anyone that makes a comment about your height no matter who it is

- once a boy in your class stole your notebook during lunch and was laughing at how you were jumping to try to get it back

- tendou heard about this and left his lunch with ushijima, heading to your class

- when he saw the boy that took your notebook and you close to tears he wasted no time ripping your notebook from his hands and glaring down at the shorter boy, anger evident on his face

- the boy was scared, he wasnt expecting your strong, tall volleyball player boyfriend to be so intimdating

- he bowed, apolozing quickly before running out of the classroom

- tendou took your bag, holding your hand with the other as he led you to where he had been sitting with wakatoshi, setting your bag down and sitting you on his lap

- he’s so soft for u and only u, always checking in on u and sneaking into ur house for cuddles n makeout sessions ♡

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