#later than usual because i fell asleep lol

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Undead Unluck Chapter 202 Spoilers!!

At first, I thought the title didn't make sense. Then I read on and oh it makes so much sense.

Of all languages... French. 6997 languages. And you chose French. Nico you USAmerican.

But yeah the game is extremely biased. Unless you're a polyglot, you're gonna lose against the literal personification of language.

So how exactly did 100!Nico beat Language... Was he a polyglot? Did he skimmed through every single dictionary there was before battling? Was he smart enough to choose something other than French?

I audibly gasped and yelled "WAR?? WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE" because seriously. What is he doing here and how did he even get here.

I'll admit to being unknowledgeable and not understand what Top means by Moga. Google only said a bunch of stuff that has nothing to do with planes nor war. If anyone knows what he means, go ahead and tell me.

I like how the planes have animal heads.

I'm assuming she means Mandarin here because it's the standardised language. Even though there are other Chinese languages like Hokkien or Cantonese. I can't blame Mr. Evelyn here because the raw is most likely to be "中国語" which literally translates to "Chinese".

I like the callback again. Logic and self-imposed rules are what ultimately stops negators from fulfilling their potential. Victor ends up falling behind Andy in terms of strength because he somehow convinced himself souls do not exist. So here, even though Ichico is well versed in souls, she is still a woman of science. She can't back away from logic that easily.

I had to search it up but wow, you're telling me this is supposed to be a sea creature of some kind... They're both equally confused, they 100% deserve each other.

Whoa whoa whoa... Nico can't see or hear souls. Yet he somehow manages to hear Ichico's pain? Does he have a wifey sense of some kind?? Loser.

I like how she talks to him like usual. She's either somewhat stupid or just forgot he can't hear her. But she's right in the end and he can indeed hear her.

Aw man that means summoning a living creature and having it die causes damage compared to summoning objects. Probably because it requires active imagination rather than pulling it from real life memories. That means that Nico needs to battle with a MacGuffin that isn't under Lan's domain.

But then that also means the way to beat Lan is by summoning an imaginative creature that can kill Lan's own imaginative creature, the dragon in this case. But what defeats a dragon?

Nico can't see her yet... He is stressed out to the max here and hoping that she is fine.

NEW SOUL ABILITY UNLOCKED?? TELEPATHY??? Or... An ability manifestation?

They weren't kidding about Ichico being a threat due to her quick adaptation with soul abilities.

Ooh she had this set up from the beginning... She chose umibuzou and didn't bother imagining a decent creature because she just wants a "u". Her reliance on English really convinces my British-born Japanese HC of her lol.

Lol Sean probably woke up and went "something's wrong. I can feel it." and Gina just snacks him back to sleep.

FENG??? rip to tells fans but FENG???

Should've seen this coming when I re-read the early 101 arc and I noticed that Feng understood Fuuko even after she took off her necktie translator (her armband). After living for so long, he could definitely picked up an extra language or two.

It's around 1:30-2:00am in Brazil. So probably around 6:00am in the UK. So around 1:00pm in China or Hong Kong if that's where he resides. This man was enjoying an afternoon nap when he got teleported with his hair messed up and tits fully out.

#undead unluck #undead unluck spoilers #later than usual because i fell asleep lol #but it's the thought that counts #meow reads

[liquidstar]

a friend who'd wait :)

#im posting this very late because i was sort of weary of how it came out and ended up messing w it until it was like 4am oops. #and i have plans tmrw so... oh well! i did my best and ill put it out while i can! #and i tried to make the scene match barnard's colors lol #finn's ocs #finn's art #i know i said id do more sillay stuff with the simpler screentone only style but i had a couple more of these in me #and this is the first piece im making thats like an actual part of the story too rather than just setting stuff for fun #i wanna write something to go with it too but for now ill just sort of briefly explain the context in the tags here: #barnard has a pretty bad case of OCD and his compulsions have made it difficult to make friends in the past #he was never outright bullied or anything but people just didnt really have the patience to deal with it #he has compulsions that include stuff like walking through doors until it feels right and needing things to be perfectly aligned #which in group settings has lead to people having to wait for him to finish his rituals and join them #they might find it tolerable at first but eventually they grow impatient and hes just... not invited to stuff anymore #but juno is a newer member of the guild who ends up frequenting the same library. hes also kinda a little weird #and they dont become fast friends or anything but just sort of naturally spend time in the same place #though they never plan meetups they eventually fall into a routine. around the same time theyd just both be at the library #and read next to each other. and maybe talk a bit. and eventually they end up walking back to the guildhall together #since theyre going to the same place after all. and juno always waits for barnard outside the door #eventually barnard asks if this bothers him. juno kinda just tells him 'of course it does' without any malice or anything. just a statement #barnard is surprised and apologizes and juno says not to. but the next day juno doesnt show up at the usual time. #barnard assumes hes committed somekinda more by bringing it up. he ends up staying there late reading to get his mind off it & not ruminate #but when he leaves juno is in fact still waiting for him down the hall (see pic) having collected a bunch of books literally abt ocd #he fell asleep bc barnard stayed later than expected. and hes an eepy guy generally. and also one very bad at expressing himself #but now barnard gets that juno's 'of course it [bothers me]' had the implication of 'but its worth it' which no friend has previously done. #and from the interaction juno was also able to understand that this isn't something barnard just does for the hell of it so. he studies. #and checks a bunch of stuff out because he thinks it could help his friend too (theres ocd workbooks and such- i remember working w them) #and thats the point where they became more ''friends'' than ''pleasant library acquaintances'' #from there on they also do get into juno's problems. whole other bag of worms. but this specific scene is more about bernard from his pov #sorry about when i said briefly explain. i lied </3 #but compared to the whole sequence im picturing its brief so shhh

[stxneflxwers]

well-rested.

⋯⁂ summary. he's a little bit needy first thing in the morning, and he finally feels safe enough to entrust you with it.

⋯⁂ a/n. short and sweet, barely edited, etc. brain is on some bullshit fr (again.) + i wanted to include ratio for this, but then the aventurine one got pretty lengthy (heh) for how tired i am. so i'm just gonna save the ratio one for later, lol.

⋯⁂ characters. aventurine. afab reader (neutral prns).

⋯⁂ cw. sleepy eepy sex. soft sex. spooning. morning sex. implied first time. lowercase.

aventurine.

you both love to spoon – regardless it's you or him as the big spoon (usually it's him being the big spoon since he refuses to admit he loves being the small one and how safe it makes him feel to have you embrace him.) but sometimes, you swear you can feel his morning wood poke against you – but it's not like he ever really brings it up to you, he's said himself that he prefers taking care of his "little problems" by himself.

this morning was different, though – you woke up to him all whimpering and needy, his soft bare hands languidly groping at various parts of your body. who knows what was going on in his head at the time – perhaps he finally feels secure enough to indulge himself, maybe he was merely vulnerable and truly desperate for relief. you can never tell what's going through his head, anyway.

you were thrown off by the sudden amount of sexual intimacy he begged for, but that didn't stop you from taking care of him (for the first time who knows how long).

after bringing him to the edge with just your hand alone – all while his hands roamed and squeezed at your softness – you guide his still hard shaft between your legs. you shift one leg so he has more access to where you both ache for him to be.

he's nervous, though. exceedingly so. his hands tremble over your skin, his grip loosening like he was ready to get up and run away into the restroom. but, you stopped him before he could even think about it twice – grabbing his hands with your own, leaving gentle squeezes that bring some reassurance to his weary heart.

with that said – when you began rubbing your wet slit up and down his length, he groaned weakly and wasted no more time in taking you then and there. he entered you a little too eagerly, but you're lucky you were so wet for him that it hardly even hurt.

when he's fully sheathed inside your hot, welcoming walls, he pants and holds you closer than before. he moans softly when you grind against him little bits at a time. the next thing that comes from you is sweet reassurances and praises – and that's all he needs to start thrusting. he's a bit slow and sloppy, but you both enjoy it much more than anticipated.

he holds off on cumming inside you – regardless of any requests and offers you give him – he's already so satisfied with what you allowed him.

...and also because he promptly fell asleep after a while.

#🌠— my works #🔞— smut #aventurine smut #aventurine x reader #💕— aventurine #hsr x reader #honkai star rail x reader

[mixtape-racha]

YAYYYYYY 100 followersssss :) im so happy for youuuuu :)))))

okay, here is my request... hehe, im suchhh a sucker for hurt comfort and I loveeee fem 9th member au's. but like not smut or like fwb, just like a really juicy story y'know? I haven't been able to find any of those two categories combined tho, especially into like a longer fic, like it's always in the hundreds (I would love it if it was a little longer, no pressure tho :). literally, anything works, from some kinda mess up on stage to maybe you messing up a relationship w a member??? idk. I'm letting ur thoughts run wild here... THANK YOU AND CONGRATSSSS

(im sorry im really vague in requests lol)

YAYYYY THO IM LIKE REALLYYYY PROUD OF YOU<<<3333 LOV U BB KEEP DOING WHAT YOU DOOOO

thank you so much my lovely bae!! ilysm and i hope i did this request justice!! i kind of went off on a tangent and got carried away with the plot waaa &lt;3

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sorry seems to be the hardest word

pairing: ot8 x fem!9th member!reader

warnings: angst, hurt comfort, reader snapping at the members, reader being physically unwell, fluff at the end

words: 2.29k

everything was going wrong today, and you truly meant every. fucking. thing.

somehow, you had managed to turn your alarm off the night before (probably because you fell asleep while on your phone, accidentally calling your mom in you sleep in the process), and none of the guys took the initiative to wake you up when they got up.

okay, sure, you couldn’t blame them entirely. you were a grown woman, and you could look after yourself. but weren’t you supposed to be a team? eight other people surrounding you, and none of them thought to check on you? especially when you were usually up and alert before they were? no, instead they were all out the door without even knocking to see if you were feeling okay. so much for being your brothers and best friends.

so god forbid, you were late this morning. you managed to turn up at the company for your vocal lessons only ten minute late, but it felt awful as you’d never been late before. you were so incredibly lucky to get the opportunity to debut with skz, especially joining the group later in their career and being the only girl. you wanted to do everything perfectly to show that you deserved to be where you were, and with the way today was shaping out you were so disappointed with yourself.

but then - it got worse. you, in your rush to leave the dorms, had forgotten your sheet music, leaving your vocal teacher to be short and snappy with you. yeah, you brought it up on your phone instead, but she was strict, and a firm believer in “good old-fashioned pen and paper over your silly little radio devices nowadays”. her attitude towards you for the remainder of your lesson affected you more than you liked to admit - excusing yourself to the bathroom to have a little cry before you headed to the studio.

for some reason, none of your schedules were properly coordinated today, leaving jisung to be the one in the studio with you - rather than chan, like usual -  while you recorded your lines for the demos to be sent to the company later in the month, when you’d decide the songs for the new album you had upcoming later in the year.

jisung was always the nicest to you, especially when he could tell you were having a rough day - you were both very alike in that sense, very attentive towards each other as if you could tell what the other was feeling. 

however, it seemed today that something had crawled up his ass and died. he was almost as snappy as your vocal teacher, and you were quite frankly sick of it. you kept messing up your lines; whether from the stress or the ache building in your throat (god you hoped you weren’t getting sick), you weren’t sure. but clearly, jisung wouldn’t stand for it.

“honestly, (y/n), you might as well just call it a day and come back to this with chan-hyung another day. i need to get on with other stuff.” he sighed, dismissively, as you bit back the tears fighting to escape your eyes. he wouldn’t even look at you, and your stomach was doing somersaults. was he really that mad? surely he could see how hard you were trying.

but instead of confronting him, you just grabbed your belongings and left after silently agreeing. no one answered your message on the group chat when you asked if anyone was down to get lunch together, even though you could see basically everyone had read it, so you retreated to the canteen alone before you had to go to practice with the boys.

as the ache in your throat spread to your joints, fatigue plaguing you, you trudged up to the practice room for rehearsals with the boys. you were learning a new dance - in fact, the already chosen title track for the new album, and deep down you were dreading it. it was more difficult than you had imagined, and definitely aimed more towards moves the boys could do compared to you. you loved the boys, but sometimes you felt like they forgot that men and women’s bodies worked differently.

surprisingly, you weren’t the last to arrive, squashing your fear of another thing going wrong.

but just as soon as practice began, your fear was reawakened. the ache in your joints was making the dance more difficult for you to execute, and you could feel the annoyance radiating off of minho’s body even if he wouldn’t admit it. you stumbled a few times, almost knocking into felix, who looked at you more frustrated than concerned.

“seriously, (n/n), what’s going on? it’s really not that hard. get your head in the game.”

you huffed, shaking out your limbs and telling minho to start the track again. maybe if you ignored your surroundings, ignored how you were feeling, then things would be easier. you could block out minho’s harsh criticisms - he was probably just tired. you could block out everything, knowing the boys were suffering just as much as you lately. but when the music stopped again, and everyone was talking at you, voice after voice lapping over each other you just couldn’t take it anymore.

“shut the fuck up! shut up, shut up, shut up! give me a fucking break, i’m trying my hardest!”

you honestly didn’t mean to snap, you were just so overwhelmed and couldn’t take anymore. when chan tried to put a comforting hand on your shoulder, you flung it off, all your annoyance and stress from the day building up at once.

“don’t fucking touch me. i don’t need your pity, i don’t need you to tell me that i don’t know how to do my job well enough. this is the fucking worst day of my life and you all keep making it worse!”

every fiber of your being was telling you to stop, to be reasonable, but it was like your mouth was making its own decisions. you couldn’t tell which member it was, but you were interrupting the gentle call of your name before you could even control it.

“and no, before any of you try to be funny, i’m not on my period,” you sneered, anger bubbling under your skin as you saw jisung look away sheepishly. “i’m just sick of feeling like i have to fight to prove i’m good enough, like i’m not one of you guys yet. we’re supposed to be a team, but all day i’ve been pushed to the side and treated like i don’t matter. i’m sick of it!”

you breathed heavily, grabbing your duffle bag from the side of the room and storming towards the door.

“i’m staying with yeji tonight, leave me the fuck alone.”

was all you said before leaving the boys stood in shock, confused as to why you were acting like you hated them.

regrettably, the minute you found yourself in yeji’s dorm and explained your day to her, you knew you were in the wrong. how could you let yourself treat your best friends that way? they didn’t deserve that, and you would be most understanding if they never forgave you. it was only when the throb in your head and ache in your joints became too much that you finally allowed yourself to sleep.

chan’s apology

luckily, you and the boys were granted a week off a while ago, and today marked the first day of that week. however, knowing chris he was probably still hauled up in the studio from the night before. it was around 3am (yeji shouldn’t have let you crash so early, your sleep schedule was going to be manic), so you pulled yourself together before making the decision to go visit him.

he may not even want to see you after your little outburst, but you could still try.

you stopped by the convenience store on your way to the studio, grabbing some snacks and some drinks just to be on the safe side. carefully checking the group chat, you saw that changbin was still in the studio with chan and you hoped you could get there before he left - it might be easier to kill two birds with one stone. you were just glad you bought way too much food for just two people.

you smiled politely, bowing at the security guard as he let you into the building, heart thumping in your ears as you carefully traced the steps to chan’s studio.

when you finally approached the door, you had to take a minute to prepare yourself to knock. you heard chan’s voice mumbling behind the door once you did, nervously waiting until he came and opened it.

he looked surprised to see you, frozen for a moment before quickly ushering you in and sitting you on the couch next to changbin. almost in instinct, changbin’s arm was slung around your shoulder - something he always did when you were close by, relishing in the fact he wasn’t the shortest in the group anymore.

you sheepishly held out the bag containing all the goodies you got at the convenience store to chan, a small smile on your face when he took it.

“got you some snacks.. kind of guessed you might have forgotten to eat.” your voice was quiet, ashamed. you just hoped they wouldn’t hold your outburst against you.

but when chan grinned, you knew he could never be mad at you for long.

“we were worried about you, y’know? that’s why jisung let you go early today - something seemed off and we didn’t want you to get too overwhelmed.” changbin said from next to you, the hand on your shoulder rubbing it comfortingly. 

you couldn’t stop the tears from welling up behind your eyes again, but bit them back in fear they’d think you were looking for sympathy.

“i– i’m so sorry. i’ve just had an awful day, and i feel like shit, but that doesn’t excuse my actions, and i shouldn’t have snapped at you all - you couldn’t have known, and its not your fault.”

you explained why your day had been so bad to them (after some pushing from chan), and how you were feeling physically, causing changbin to look at you with great worry.

they indulged in a small cuddle session, feasting on the snacks you provided while they tried to help cheer you up. and honestly, it worked, just talking through how you were feeling, and gettin constructive feedback rather than just a shoulder to lean on was relieving.

you couldn’t apologize to them more, feeling so ashamed of your actions, but they were quick to reassure you it was okay - everyone had bad days, you were only human after all. you just needed to work on your communication a little bit.

when you finally got ready to head back to the dorm at 5am, you felt better than you had in a long time, actually.

apology numbers one and two: complete.

but when you arrived back at the dorm, head peacefully resting on changbin’s shoulder, what you weren’t expecting to walk into was what you all called a “cuddle pool” - the sofa bed pulled out, covered with pillows and blankets - and a spot waiting for you between felix and seungmin.

your eyes watered at the expectant faces of your soul-brothers, small sobs leaving your lips as your shoulders shook. god, the day had taken a toll on you - you couldn’t remember the last time you cried in front of the boys.

it was only then that minho - who you hadn’t seen standing by the door - scooped you into a hug.

“oh, angel,” he frowned, a hand pressed to your forehead. “you’re burning up. is that why you felt so bad earlier?”

words seemed to fail you, and all you could do was nod as your grip on his sweater tightened. it certainly wouldn’t be the first time you got sick from stress, but you hated being sick. you hated feeling out of control in your own body, and despised being doted on like you were unable. however, this time… you think you could let it slide. you just needed your boys close by right now.

they seemed to enjoy looking after you, and you felt you owed them that after the situation in the practice room.

minho was quick to place on you on the couch, felix and seungmin suffocating you in a bone-crushing hug. jisung handed you the tv remote, saying you could choose to watch whatever you wanted, and that everyone would be having a slumber party in the living room until you felt better.

minho and chan had gone to make you some chicken noodle soup - using felix’s mom’s recipe, which was known for being a lifesaver in your dorm. jeongin was quick to grab you your comfort plushie, taking his place on the floor by your feet - the two of you were 100% keen on physical affection, but having him close by helped.

within merely an hour, all nine of you were curled up, an animated disney movie playing, with soup and mugs of tea being passed around the room. it was nice, and it felt so good to have your boys so close and willing to help you.

you definitely took on changbin’s mention of needing to improve on communication, wanting nothing more than to improve yourself for the little family you had build around you. and yeah you were sick, and they would probably get sick too by being in such close proximity to you, but that was a problem for another day. you’d just return the favor of looking after them.

you just knew you were lucky to have them.

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𝐃𝐈𝐋𝐔𝐂 𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐍𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐑 | 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦 + 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘯𝘰𝘱𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 — diluc ragnvindr x fem!reader

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 — nsfw, lingerie, somnophilia, dark/extreme content, dub/non-con (consent was previously established tho!), diluc is distant bc of work and reader tries to distract him but it doesn’t work until after you fall asleep, basically pussydrunk diluc lol, bit of aftercare at end :)

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 — not proofread, ngl this shit awakened something in me LMFAOOO

diluc never had time for you anymore. at first, it wasn’t an issue — sad replies of “sorry, love, i don’t have time right now” to dinner plans or twenty minute delays to relaxing outings because of unexpected work at the winery. you understood. diluc was a busy man — a winery owner for god’s sake.

it wasn’t until the first time he stood you up because he’d forgotten about the reservations after work ran a little later than usual and the many mornings you woke up alone, and then went to sleep in the same fashion did it start to affect you. every time, he apologized until your ears nearly fell off and every time you reassured him it was alright.

he was busy. he had work. that was okay! he was doing this to provide for the both of you — and you knew he would never hurt you intentionally. all he needed was a break, even if it was just for the night. you would gladly give him that.

so you got to planning. with some help from lisa, you found a gorgeous lingerie set at a small shop she knew. a cherry red lace bra and panty set with matching thigh garters and a sheer slip to go overtop. you remembered how much diluc adored that red dress you wore to your first date and you knew he would love this.

now you had to wait for him to get home. this time around, the winery was beginning to cool down with shipments, so diluc was granted the ability to work from home at night. tonight, he came home just as the sun was setting and you expected him to head right up to bed, but you came down a half an hour later to find him shut inside his study.

you had the set on already, clutching your fluffy white robe around yourself in case he had a servant out and about downstairs. he didn’t hear you open the door, nor did he spare you a glance when you sweetly greeted him. “i’ll come to bed in a bit, okay? don’t wait up for me if you’re too tired, love.” he’d said, and that was all you got from him. he mumbled something about ‘a few more orders to situate’ before you finally shut the door and trudged back upstairs, defeat weighing down your shoulders.

even an hour later, there was no sign of him retiring to bed any time soon. so you curled up under the duvet, unable to find the strength to take the set off, and drifted into a dreamless sleep.

diluc carefully opened the door late into the night, peering inside to find you in a tiny heap on your side of the bed. the steady rise and fall of your body told him you were asleep. he sighed, suddenly aware of how long he’d been downstairs. he settled onto his side, beginning to unbutton his dress shirt to prepare for bed, and leaned over to press a kiss to your temple when he caught a glimpse of a bright red garment lazily hidden by the covers.

curiously, he nudged the duvet down to your elbows and the air was torn out of his lungs. red, elastic straps nestled into your skin, lace adorning your sleeping body so beautifully. any sane part of him would immediately cover you up and curse himself for even daring to invade your privacy, but the tired, overworked half of his mind couldn’t stop staring. it wondered what it felt like, what your skin felt like.

shit. there was a vicious battle in his head as his hand hovered over your bare arm. for now, there was a clear winner. diluc gently rubbed your arm, easing you onto your back to admire the set. it molded perfectly to your body — your breasts, your hips, leaving absolutely nothing to the imagination. his breath came out in staggers like he’d been presented a feast.

no. his rationale began to push through the sea of hunger that made his fingers tremble and he paused. while you had fully established that you were okay with and actually welcomed situations like this, diluc wanted you to be awake for this. he’d neglected you for so long, you deserved to feel every bit of this.

no.

screw that. diluc clumsily climbed over your body to straddle your thighs, tossing the blankets off of you and fumbling with the rest of his shirt. he didn’t know where to begin; your soft, gently parted lips, your enticing neck, your barely clothed tits, your exposed hips where your slip rode up. he tossed his bunched up shirt along with the blanket before swiftly unbuckling his belt and easing the tension in his pants.

the tips of his fingers ghosted over your hip, inching the lacy hem of your slip further up your waist. “fuck,” he hissed, slipping his hand underneath the delicate fabric to cup your breast through the thin lace bra. it wasn’t enough. diluc grasped the clip at the center of your chest, snapping it open.

you stirred in your sleep, maybe reacting to the tickle of his red hair against the dip in your stomach as he lowered his lips to one breast, letting you settle before latching onto your nipple. the way your body remained slack under his touch was foreign to him and he thought about waking you up, but a small part of him liked the idea of doing whatever he wanted with no resistance. so he kept going, kneading your other tit with his free hand, enjoying the faint whines that slipped past your unmoving lips.

diluc worked sloppy kisses down your body until he reached the thin waistband of your panties, hooking his fingers into either side and shimmying them down your plush thighs. he glanced up to your serene face, now cutely twisted into a pout in your sleep. the tip of his finger prodded at your cunt. you were already fairly wet and his thumb glided over your clit with fervor. your body reacted this time, lightly twisting and turning as broken, unaware moans filled the silence.

“that’s it, love,” diluc groaned, palming himself through his boxers. he slid his middle finger into you, enjoying the tiny flinch between your eyebrows. you were more turned on than he’d anticipated, adding another digit with no resistance.

as wrong as it felt, the flush rising in diluc’s face overpowered his morale. your thighs twitched, instinctively yet gently squeezing his fist as you clenched around his fingers. diluc stumbled on a gasp and his gaze had to meet your face to ensure you were still asleep. he was in awe when he saw your expressions morph but simultaneously showed no signs of consciousness.

he hummed, pleased with the warmth he felt slowly dripping down his fingers, and removed them. you hardly reacted, only a breathy whimper at the cold emptiness.

uncaring of the mess, he tore his boxers down his hips and hurried to hoist your leg underneath his arm.

with a slow thrust of his hips, he buried himself inside of you, groaning at how tightly you squeezed him even in your sleep. his hips stuttered at first, struggling to adjust to the feeling. when he was able to quicken his pace, the bed frame began to creak and you shifted more frequently.

each thrust drew whimpers from your throat and your eyebrows knitted together. but what really egged diluc on was when his name would slip from your lips in soft fragments. he wondered if whatever you saw behind your eyelids was consistent with what he saw with his open ones.

diluc didn’t think too hard about it, only pausing to push your thigh closer to your chest before continuing. he knew he wouldn’t last much longer and while he felt bad that you wouldn’t finish, he couldn’t imagine stopping.

“shit.” the man cursed through a sharp inhale when your body instinctively contracted. it was much more intentional this time around and you started to rouse from your sleep. diluc knew he should have shown at least an ounce of guilt, but when your confused eyes met his, he just couldn’t.

your eyes clamped shut as quickly as they’d opened when his hips slammed into you and a broken cry fell from your lips. you reached out and grasped diluc’s arms, fingers digging into his skin as your body tried to process your oncoming orgasm.

“diluc, ‘m so close,” you whined. “don’t stop, please.”

he couldn’t stop if he tried. a few more deep strokes and you came undone with a weak cry of his name. he followed soon after, not bothering to pull out. after seeing you all pretty in his color, hell, he knew you were just perfect.

“i’m sorry, love. i got carried away. are you okay?” his knuckles gently stroked the side of your face and he lost the sharp edge he had just moments earlier. red eyes scanned you for any signs of a negative reaction.

instead, your hand enveloped around his and you leaned into him with a smile. “are you kidding? if i knew you’d do that, i’d have bought this ages ago.”

me crankin my kinktober shit out in late december DONT JUDGE LMFAO -r

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[sporadically-writing]

Howdy, I got one for u

But maybe some headcannons for Cassidy with an s/o that calls him when they can so they can hear his voice because who wouldn't wanna hear that nice voice (maybe add in that the reader doesn't like to admit that they're infatuated with him because of his flirting lol)

But eventually he catches on to why they do it and what do you think his reaction would be?

Cassidy w/ S/O Who Loves His Voice

I love this, I love this, I love this!

Cole is away a lot. Not enough for it to be a problem, after all you are away a lot as well. Such is the nature of your lives as agents.

Besides the two of you had always done your best communicating with each other and spending time together while neither of you are on missions.

However, that doesn’t mean that neither of you get lonely when the other is gone. Especially if the mission has been going on as long as Cole’s has.

It would have been easy to just text him but, unfortunately for you, you couldn’t communicate with him until his mission was complete. As much as you hated them, the protocols were there to keep him (and any other agent on similar assignments) safe. You could endure missing him if it meant he came home safe.

You had a friend in administration who, with a smirk on their face, always told you when your significant cowboy was on his way home. They were the one you had confided in long before you and Cole entered a relationship. They knew, even more than Cassidy (and likely even yourself), just how head over heels you were for him.

To their credit, they only teased you a little.

Ok.

Maybe a lot.

But you two were friends and that’s what you do. The point is, they always let you know when you could contact your cowboy.

You usually just texted him in the past, figuring he was probably tired and wanted to rest on the way home, but… it had been a long mission.

You called him instead. To your surprise he answered.

“Darlin’?” You would be lying if you said you didn’t immediately start blushing. Cole’s voice, all saccharine tone and honeyed words, had always had an effect on you. And you know what they say about absence and what it does to the heart.

The two of you talked about his mission. It went well darlin’ he was just tired, don’t you worry about him none.

And you talked until it was clear you were starting to fall asleep.

“Honeybee, if you’re tired we can hang up so you can rest, ya know. I’ll be back when you wake up.”

“No!”

Shit. You answered too quickly. Cole Cassidy might not be considered the brightest bulb in the drawer but he was plenty smart, occasionally too smart for his, and your, own good.

Like now.

Unseen by you, the cowboy smirked, he knew. You had been taking a little longer to answer him all night and even before you were tired. Your own voice had taken on that lovesick quality it usually did when talking to him. He knew it well, he’s used it around you a fair number of times as well.

It did not take Cole long to connect the dots. You just wanted to listen to his voice. He’d been doing most of the talking, which made sense at the beginning when discussing the mission but after that the conversation still managed to be in his court.

You missed him and would rather stay awake to hear his voice than get the sleep you needed.

Well, if that isn’t adorable.

But, Cole would use that information (lovingly) against you later. But right now, you and he were both tired. He’d use his powers for good first.

“Well then,” he began, making his speech softer and slower. He just sort of talked like that for a while until he was sure he had lulled you to sleep.

“Darlin’? Sweetheart?” He hummed contently to himself, “See ya soon Sweetpea.”

Then, not hanging up the phone, he leaned his head back, closed his eyes and fell asleep the rest of the way home.

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[mamas-ethereal-gun]

𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄

Light Yagami x Black fem reader

(I was thinking how I use to hate Light but the I realized all the guys I’ve had a crush on are exactly like him…)

Academic student! Light Yagami who since he was a little boy, only cared about his grades.

Academic student! Light Yagami who, even in his senior year of high school, never held a girls hand.

Academic student! Light Yagami who does have a lot of girls that want him and yet he pays them no mind.

Academic student! Light Yagami who met you when a you got paired together for a project.

“Nexted, let’s do…” your teacher scans the class, trying to figure out who doesn’t have a partner. “Light and (y/n).” Light scans the room for a “(y/n)”. He’s pretty self centred, forgetting peoples names after 3 seconds off knowing them.

Finally he finds you, looking at the work sheet your teacher previously handed out. Light wasn’t going to lie to himself. You are one of the most beautiful girls he set his eyes on but his main focus is his grades.

Once your teacher said begin, Light walked towards your desk with some of his notes in his hand. He takes an empty chair and pulls it to the opposite side of your desk. “Hi” A warm smile forms on his face. “Hey. Um let’s get started.” ‘Very straight to the point.’ Light thought as you pulled out both a blank piece of paper and the rubric.

“So what topic do you want to do?” You asked, placing the pieces of paper on the desk. “I think we should do this one.” Light points to the topic section on the rubric. “since it’s seems simple, but when you look more into it, it’s more complex than what most people think.” He continues. “Yeah I agree but…” Light rises an eyebrow. “Don’t you think that there are limited things we can write for it?” You question.

Light is confused. Because he’s so smart, no one really question his better judgment, especially when it comes to projects. “Well what do you think we should do?” He asks “Well..” you look at the paper. “We should do it on the death penalty. Reason being, there is so much we can do for examples. We could reference crimes that didn’t deserve to have the penalty. We could reference ancient be headings. We can also contrast and compare certain ones and use out better judgment to determine if they were deserved or not.” You continue.

“Hey..” He’s impressed. “I really like that idea. Yeah let’s do that.” He smiled. A slight blushie smile appeared on your face. You were kind of rambling yet he was still really engaged. Usually people just tune out what your saying.

Academic student! Light Yagami who became more fond of you during and after the project done.

Academic student! Light Yagami who would help you with your work, if you help him with his.

Academic student! Light Yagami who started to come home later because you two would spend the weekends studying together.

Academic student! Light Yagami who suggests that after you’re done studying for the day, the two of you watch a movie before he leaves.

Academic student! Light Yagami who gets all red when you move closer to him.

Academic student! Light Yagami who when you fell asleep on him, stoped watching the movie to watch you. He admired every single one of your features. From the braids that he pushed out the way to see your face. To your lips that he stared at, imagining they were kissing all over him.

Academic student! Light Yagami who immediately stoped himself from thinking these thoughts but he couldn’t help it.

Academic student! Light Yagami who finally realizes and accepts the fact that he’s in love with you<3

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A/n𐙚🧸ྀི: sorry this took so long (˘•‿•) I had exams lol. Also I think I will start doing death note fics

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[jungle-angel]

hi mary! could i please get Sleeping with the windows open because it's almost the threshold of summer with rip. please and thank you!!🤍

Rachel ya'll know I can't say no to this (lol).

It was that time of the year again, when spring had begun to turn to summer, the days warmer than average and when all life on earth seemed to be showing itself. There were far more cattle and bison births this year, strangely enough now that the full moon was at its peak. The sun was setting much later, leaving the skies above a dusky blend of rose pink and soft indigo.

Rip carried one-year-old Evie into the room, fresh from her bath and all wrapped up in her pink elephant blanket that Avery had gotten her when she was born. Rip laughed a little as she made grabby hands for the window, her usual babbling silenced by the purple pacifier in her mouth.

"Alright, alright, hold your horses," Rip chuckled.

He set Evie down on the bed and opened the window, letting the warm breeze into the room. God he loved this time of year, when it wasn't freezing cold, no ice or snowstorms and no having to stay cooped up in the house all the time.

Outside, Rip could hear Patsy Cline's voice playing quietly from the little portable radio on the porch. Poking his head out just a little, he could see John in the porch rocker, cowboy hat on his head and a Manhattan in his hand.

"That time o'night?" Rip asked him.

"Yep," John chuckled. "Where's my grandbaby?"

"Gettin ready for bed," Rip answered.

You came into the room a minute later, yourself fresh from the shower and eager to crawl into bed with Rip and your daughter. "Gonna leave the windows open?" you asked.

"That kinda night sweetheart," Rip answered before kissing you.

You both crawled into bed, Evie joining you a moment later once she had her little velveteen bunny rabbit. You listened to the peepers and the quiet music outside until the three of you fell asleep, eager for more nights like this when you could all be close together.

#yellowstone #rip wheeler #rip wheeler x reader

[milawritesstuff]

Hello may I request smut for pedri with virgin reader when they do it hurts a lot at the beginning and few others times because he’s too big for the reader (size kink maybe)?

A/N: It’s more like a first time with Pedri. Ill probably write a follow up. But I hope you like it. In my mind this is how sweet Pedri is lol.

Warnings: Smut ⚠️

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You opened your eyes and looked up at the white ceiling. The sound of Pedri sleeping next to you overcame you with peace. The typical sunny Barcelona outdoors had been overtaken by a random storm, the raindrops having caused you and Pedri to drift away into an afternoon siesta.

Pedri’s arms were still around you. You had no idea what time it was. It was still bright outside but you could not make sense of what was playing in Pedri’s television.

Pedri opened his eyes and with a low and groggy voice smiled at you “Hola Bonita.” You smiled back. “Hi sleepy head, I can’t believe we fell asleep.” He let go of you and sat up on the bed. “You know I love taking naps with you in my arms.” He said.

The two of you had planned a day together but any plans you had made were quickly shot down thanks to the rain. Pedri had mentioned going out for dinner but you both opted to order something to be delivered and instead of having to dress up you could stay in your comfy clothes.

Pedri found another show to watch and as soon as it started he leaned in closer to you once again, spooning you. His hands on your hips as you moved closer so that your butt was now making contact with him.

You couldn’t concentrate on the show. You and Pedri had been cuddling all day and you loved feeling him close to you. He took his hands off of your hip and instead used it to caress your hair and brush it off behind your ear, leaving your neck exposed. “Can I?” He asked as you nodded your head in agreement. His hand now going down your inner leg. Your breathing gets heavier because at the time you didn’t think there was any greater feeling than Pedri’s lips around your neck. “Mmm Pedri.” You manage to say as you closed your eyes and the enjoyed the moment.

You turn yourself to face him so that instead of leaving a trace of kisses around your neck he can now leave them on your lips. His kisses are soft and slow at first but eventually they become hungry and deep. Your hands on his hair, there was something about his hair that drove you wild, specially how messy it got after you tugged at it or he played a match. His hands now creeping slowly behind you to grope your ass and kneading it slowly. Your hands now trailing up and down his upper body feeling his marked abs and toned chest. You take his scent it, it was intoxicating. Your chest becomes tight and it becomes hard to breathe as as you lay there in between his arms.

The two of you shift around so that now he’s laying against his headboard and you are straddling him. The two of you continue to kiss as he grabs your ass and you begin to grind into him. You can feel him grow harder under you. The friction makes you feel so good.

This is the furthers the two of you have ever gone. The script usually ending in you leaving Pedri with a hard on but him telling you he didn’t mind. He would take care of it later. The two of you had been dating for about a year, your make out sessions usually going a little further every time but never as far as having sex. He was your first serious relationship. And he understood you weren’t ready yet, always respecting your decisions as a true gentleman.

You continued to kiss him as he lets out small and low whimpers. You grinding on him felt so good. He wanted to do nothing else but take all of your clothes off and make love to you but he knew better.

He tugs at your hair a little causing you to lean your head back and leaving your neck exposed to him. He loved to leave small love bites around your neck. It turned him on to think about your neck full of his bites when you weren’t with him. His hands now finding their way underneath your shirt. “Pedri” you manage to say. “I know, I know. I’m sorry.” He says as he begins to bring his hands down. You let go of him and quickly grab his hands “No, please don’t stop.”

Your lips parted, his eyes so close to yours you can see light brown sprinkled freckles in them. He stares at you. “What if I say I don’t want you to stop today, Pedri?” He looks at you with bewildered eyes. “Are you sure?” He says in a low husky voice. Your hands around his jaw which was now covered with stubble.

You nodded. “I’m ready.” He gulps. He has been waiting for this day and now he wasn’t sure it was truly happening. “I can keep on waiting. You know I’m happy just the way we are.” He says. “I know Pedri but I want this. I want you, all of you.”

Pedri’s lips come crashing down on yours. His hands up your shirt as he feels you up which quickly turns to him tugging at the hem of your shirt to take it off and throw it somewhere on his bedroom floor. You moan as he bites your bottom lip and he struggles to unclip your bra off.

Seconds later you find yourself laying on his bed as he hovers over you. His chest exposed. His lips trail down from your jawline to your neck. His hands groping onto your breasts. Eventually one of his hands trails down to rub you through your jeans. You moan, you’re a mess. Even this was further than you had ever gone. “Are you ready?” He asks and you nod.

He proceeds to take your pants off and stares down at you as he has you laying there in just your panties. “I can’t believe I’m going to make love to you.” He says and you smile. He unbuckles his jeans and pushes them down leaving him in his underwear with his hard dick eagerly pushing through the fabric. He spreads your legs and begins to kiss you. You can feel him against you. “Is this okay?” He says as he slips your underwear down and dips one finger into you. You had done this before but it felt different having someone else’s finger inside of you. You nodded as he pushed another finger in. “You’re so wet.” He says hungrily.

When he finally takes his underwear off your eyes widen. His dick is long and thick. You gulp not knowing how much it’s going to hurt but also excited with anticipation. “I’ll take it slow.” He says. “If you want to stop just let me know.” He left soft kisses against your thighs.

He moves back up and looks down at you with passionate eyes. He had already reached for a condom and put it on himself. You could feel his tip touching your core. Then you felt it push into you gently. You gasped as you felt his long length enter you. “Pedri, I can’t take anymore.” You say feeling a sharp pain and realizing he wasn’t even all the way in. He looks at you with his chest raising from his heavy breathing. “I’ll be gentle, I promise.” He says as he pushes further in. He carefully guides himself into you until he is fully in you.

You felt a tear fall from your eye. You could feel yourself stretched out for him. Him panting above you but your eyes were closed shut. “Is it okay?” He asked after a few seconds. “Yes, please move.” You beg him.

You try to stay relaxed as he pulls out and then pushes in once again. The discomfort begins to go away after a few thrusts. Your breathing becomes heavier. “What do I do?” You ask him as he continues to thrust into you. Pedri can barely say a word. He can feel you clenching around him. You’re so tight and he had not been like this with anyone in such a long time that he was trying so hard to control himself. “Just move with me baby.” His whisper sends a shiver down your spine.

He kisses you on the forehead as he thrusts into you. “Can I go faster or will it hurt?” He asks. You can still feel a slight pain but you need to feel him. “Go faster” You say.

He picks up his speed and begins to pant. Beads of sweat form on his forehead and upper lip. His cheeks red. Your pain slowly dissolves and you are overtaken with pleasure. Pedri moans and shuts his eyes in pleasure. You loved this sight, seeing him completely undone and not in control. You liked this. You claw onto his biceps and bite down on your lower lip afraid to make noise. “Don’t hold back baby.” He says when he notices. “It’s just you and me. I want to hear you moan.” Your nails dig into his skin. There’s something about this man that has always driven you wild and this intimate act was not the exception. He continues to go faster and faster as his breathing becomes increasingly fast. His chest quickly going up and down. His teeth dig into his bottom lip. “God you’re so tight.” He continues to say.

“Y/N I can’t. I’m about to come.” He says choked. Before you can say anything back to him or make sense of what he’s saying to you he moans loudly. You feel a new sensation, pressure building up in your stomach. And you moan loudly “Pedro!” Your moans make him lose his mind. He continues to push in and out of you. You become undone. Your back arches and you grip onto Pedri’s bedsheets. You hear him moan as well and yell out profanities. You continue to scream out his name as he collapses on top of you.

Pedri places a soft and delicate kiss on your forehead. “I love you Y/N.” He says. “I want to spend my whole life with you.” He goes on. “I love you Pedri.”

#pedri gonzalez #pedri imagine #pedri x reader #pedri #Pedri smut #pedri is so damn hot #pedri requests #pedri blurb #Pedri one shot

[liveforjeongin]

this is my first time asking because I really like your writing, can I request lee Changbin.? It doesn’t matter who the Ler is, and go crazy with the prompts..I just need him, desperately. Thank you so much for doing what you do and have a great day ahead!

Just A Light Poke

I literally love you I LOVE lee!Changbin

I chose some prompts also, cuz I honestly didn't know what to write, but reading the prompts gave me some inspiration so I decided using some of them, I hope that's fine

And you're so sweet anon, thank youuu

Also thanks for the request<33

-tickle fic, if you don't like that you can keep scrolling

lee!Changbin ler!Jeongin

requested by: anon

warnings: threatens against the shoes (lol😭), raspberries, nibbles, swearing, kinda long

Prompt 23, list #1: “I thought that you said you weren’t ticklish.”

Prompt 36, list #1: “I didn’t tell you to stop…”

Prompt 47, list #1: “I think that i like this. Can you do it some more?”

Prompt 99, list #1: “You almost never swear! This must be a lot for you!”

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Skz had been on schedule the whole day. On interviews, recording some content for Stay, just like some episodes of 2Kids Show, and also practicing for the upcoming presentations on music awards there are between December and January.

The members, were tired but also happy and proud of themselves for how this era was doing, but one member, Changbin, woke up with extreme energy that day.

Changbin was being extremely loud and clingy, more than usual, especially with Jeongin, always hugging him and chasing him for hugs or to ask him for kisses (which are never given).

Jeongin normally wouldn't care, and actually, wasn't caring at the moment. He knows how Changbin is, and he might seem bothered by that, but he's actually not. In fact, Jeongin also woke up in a good, playful mood that day, so we can say their energies where matching together and they were having fun in between all the tiring things the were having to do across the day.

While they were playfully fooling around after and interview, Jeongin poked Changbin's side. It was a light poke, Jeongin didn't even think when he did it, but Changbin practically jumped at it. Jeongin just giggled a bit and decided to not think much about it.

But... How many times had Changbin wreck him after seeing his extremely ticklish reaction to the lightest touch? This was the perfect opportunity to get him back. So the maknae just kept that information for later, he was really going to destroy that guy...

Some hours later, it was already 9pm, the members were extremely tired, excepting for Changbin, who somehow kept some energy, so it was sure the members in the 3racha+Hyunjin dorm weren't going to sleep soon. Maybe our baby bread could help them with that...

It was a surprise for the whole group when Jeongin asked Chan if he could to go with them to their dorm, and he'd go to his later. It's not like Jeongin didn't like visit his hyungs from the other dorm, it's just that... Well, he wasn't likely to go after a long work day.

And definitely not at 9pm.

But 3racha and Hyunjin were happy to be visited by their maknae, despite the hour, so they accepted.

After being threatened by Minho about selling all his shoes if he wasn't at their dorm before 10:30pm, Jeongin entered the car where 3racha+Hyunjin were, and they went to their dorm.

Once in the 3racha+Hyunjin dorm, Jeongin sat on a living room's couch with Chan. They were going to see a movie cuz there was actually nothing much to do, while Changbin, Jisung and Hyunjin went each one to their own room.

Around minute 20, Jeongin decided to go complete his mission before the dwaekki fell asleep, so he confessed his plan to Chan, who understoond perfectly and paused the movie so the youngest wouldn't miss anything.

Jeongin stood up and walked towards Changbin's room "Hyung? You still awake?" He asked, making sure to not be too loud in case he was already asleep.

"Yup. Come in, Innie" Changbin said from the other side of the door.

Jeongin entered the older's room, closing the door behind him and sitting down next to him in his bed "What you doing, hyung?" He asked innocently, as if he waren't about to tickle the shit out of him.

Changbin was happy to have a time with his youngest, after all, he appreciated the members a lot and was happy when they were the ones looking for him, it felt good.

"Just scrolling through Instagram. Nothing new or interesting. What about you? Weren't you watching a movie with Chan hyung?"

"Oh, yes, but... You'll see, I've been thinking about something the whole day and now I need to do it, could you let me?" Jeongin asked, with that cute and infallible smile of his.

"Let you do... Exactly what?" The dwaekki asked, raising an eyebrow, now finding the youngest's behavior non usual from him.

"Can I tickle you, hyung? I won't be too mean, really"

Changbin was surprised and flustered by the maknae's question, he was expecting everything but that "T-Tickle me? Are you serious? Pfft, I'm... Not even ticklish, so it would be in vain if you tried. Sorry to disappoint you, baby bread" The older rushed to reply, the nervousness evident in his voice and a light pink blush spreading over his cheeks.

"If you're not ticklish then you wouldn't mind if I test it myself, right?" Jeongin grinned at the older, knowing he will win this fight

"U-Uhhhh... I-I..."

Without letting him say another word, Jeongin jumped over the rapper and sat on his thighs, also keeping his arms above his head.

It was so unexpected that Changbin couldn't even fight back, and at the moment he realized everything, he was already pinned down by the youngest.

Jeongin didn't lose any more time and immediately started squeezing the older's side, provoking loud, cute giggles out of him, and attempts of squirming, that failed since Jeongin had him immobilized.

"Oh? What's that, hyung? I thought you said you weren't ticklish" Innie teased, with a grin on his face.

"Shuhuhuhuhut up, Jeongihihihin!" Changbin blushed at the youngest's teases

Jeongin gasped dramatically "How dare you say such rude things to your dongsaeng, hyung? Channie hyung have told you multiple times that you have to respect your youngers!" The maknae went wild on Changbin's ribs, his worst spot from far

"N-NohohOHOHOHOHO INNIHIHIHIHIHIE! WAHAHAHAHAIT! INNIE, INNIHIHIHIE IT TICKLES SO MUHUHUHUHUCH. I CAN'T TAKE IHIHIHIHIT!"

After a few more seconds torturing the older, Jeongin stopped and got off of his hyung, leaving Changbin all blushed and breathing hard.

"I didn't tell you to stop..." Changbin said as turned his face to face (lol😭) Innie.

Jeongin looked at the dwaekki, a bit surprised at his words "What do you mean?" Asked, just to make sure he understood right.

"I mean that... I think that I like this. Can you do it some more?" Changbin asked shyly

Jeongin could only smile at the older's request, not having expected that, but finding it extremely cute, so sat back on Changbin thighs and started squeezing his hips, making him go crazy.

"WaHAHAHAHAIT JEONGIN, THAT'S BAHAHAHHAHAHAD! THAT'S REALLY BAHAHAHHAHAHAD!"

"Awwwww, you like this, hyungie?"

Changbin could barely talk, so answered as he could, not thinking twice before doing it "HAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAA YEHEHEHEHEHES, YEHEHEHEHHEHEHES!"

Jeongin smiled and lifted up the older's shirt, and without any warning, blew a raspberry close to his side, making Changbin kick his legs and move his head like crazy, while did his best to push Jeongin's head out of his belly, failing even though he's so strong, but strong people also become weak when tickled. Understand him.

"FUHUHUHUHUHUCK! FUCK, JEONGIHIHIHIHIN, THAT'S TOO BAHAHAHAD! THAT'S BAD, IT'S BAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAD, IT'S REALLY BAHAHAHHAD"

Jeongin giggled on the dwaekki's belly "You almost never swear! This must be a lot for you!" And then proceeded to nibble all over the other guy's midsection while scribbling his ribs, which drove the older totally insane.

"NOHOHOHOHOHOHO, JEONGIHIHIHIHIN! JEONGIN, FUHUHUHUHUCK, THIS IS TOO BAD! IT'S TOO BAD, I CAN'T TAKE IHIHIHIHIT! HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA JEONGIN, JEONGIN STOP, STOP PLEHEHEHEHEASE!"

Jeongin finally stopped, getting off of his hyung for the second time, and stroking his hair a bit, as an aftercare.

"Was that too much, hyungie?" The younger asked softly, to what the older shook his head and blushed while answering "It was great, thank you, Innie"

Changbin then gave a small but tight hug to his dongsaeng, as another way of thanking him. Jeongin, even though he wasn't a great fan of skinship, accepted the hug with a slight smile, and even hugged Binnie back.

After pulling away from the hug, Binnie stared a the ceiling for some seconds, and then spoke up again "What time did Lee Know hyung said you had to be home or else he'd sell all your shoes?"

"SHIT, YOU'RE RIGHT" Jeongin quickly checked the hour: 10:23pm. He could make it to the dorm in seven minutes, right? He hoped so, or his shoes were going to pay the consequences.

Innie stood up from Changbin's bed in a rush, yelling a "Good night Changbin, Han, and Hyunjin hyungs" while running all over the dorm. Then arrived the living room and let a tired from running "Good night Channie hyung" out. Chan couldn't help but giggle at the youngest's hurry, but replied with a "Good night for you too Innie, and you better run cuz it's already 10:25", which only made the maknae even more worried, so he ran out of the dorm towards his, which fortunately was just a few streets away.

Changbin, meanwhile, was still staring at the ceiling, replaying the scene of Innie absolutely wrecking the total shit out of him. Damn, that felt so good and liberating.... Maybe he could ask him for more one day...

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AHHIE'S BACK AGAIN, HELLO😻

And I'm back with my long fics with an even longer introduction, this feels more me than ever

I love lee!Changbin so this was really fun and cute to write

I hope you guys like it, and lmk if you prefer long or short fics the most, I'm still having a crisis with that

Also, heavily thinking on doing a taglist for all of my fics, what do you think????

And please tell me you get the shoes thing I couldn't think of anything better but I really liked it😭 (Heavily thinking on writing a drabble or an os with that, help)

Anyway-

#skz tickle #kpop tickle #stray kids tickle #tickle #tickle content #ahhie's blog

[everlastlady]

hi! im a new user on tumblr and i happened to stumble onto ur acc when looking for helluva boss fanfics!

i was wondering if you could do a striker x male!reader fanfic! as a trans man, its hard for me to find male!reader fics cause theyre a pretty hard find and a lot of the fandoms im in are kinda small!!

if u arent doing requests, thats totally fine! i can understand not doing them considering u mentioning ur break from the fandom ( btw i hope that things go well for u during ur break from the hh/hb fandom, it can be tiring )

if u are and u do do this request, thank you so much!! it means a lot to me. <3

have a good day!

Thank you! Before I take my break I'm going to get these request out of the way. But thank you! And of course I'll write Striker X Male Reader. I'll also definitely start posting mlm fics soon because I'm still getting into the comfort of writing mlm since I used to writing a lot of other fics. But I hope you enjoy this Striker X Male Reader!

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Striker X Male Reader: Hit & Run.

☕ Author's Note: Hello! My little imps, demonic sinners, and powerful overlords. Happy Pride Month! And welcome back to this story of Striker X Male Reader. I had fun writing this while blasting music. So I hope you all enjoy but also fun fact I'm bisexual, demisexual, & demi romantic. I realized I was bisexual in middle school because I had a crush on my friend Heather and I thought I just liked her because she was my friend but the universe was like nah you wanna kiss her. Lol I discovered I was demi romantic and demi sexual when I turned 19 and since then I've been feeling comfortable with who I am. My account will always be a safe place for the pride community. You are not alone, you are strong, you are loved, and my dms are always open.

☕Word Count: 2083

☕Fandom: Helluva Boss.

☕Story Contains: Blood/A beat up cowboy.

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You stirred in your sleep and opened your eyes. You noticed that your husband Striker was no longer in bed. But this was normal; Striker usually go up early in the morning or at midnight to get ready for a job. You knew what you were getting yourself into when you started dating the outlaw. You closed your eyes for a few seconds, you were still exhausted from work. But you were glad that today was your day off, you fell asleep again but woke up a couple of hours later and decided to start your day. You took a shower and got dressed. You walked into the living room and smiled at the wedding picture on the table. You remembered this day and how you meet Striker. The outlaw had run out onto the road and got hit by your car. You had stopped and panicked seeing that you hit someone. When you placed him in the car and offered to take him to the hospital. He refused to go and ask that you just patch him up, you were unsure of this but nodded. When you had taken Striker in and patched him. He really didn’t talk to you, he seemed more interested in getting patched up and leaving but with his condition. He couldn’t do that yet so he stayed with you for a few weeks. Striker was quite the asshole to you when he was under your roof. He would growl or snap at you when you tried to help him. Refused to eat your cooking because said it sucked. But deep down he loved your cooking and would sneak into the kitchen at night to eat leftovers. You worked as a nurse at a hospital so you knew how to take care of Striker. He slowly started to warm up to you and he would do this by teasing you. Striker was taller than you so he would call you a small fella and sometimes hold items above your head. He would also poke you sometimes or make jokes. Striker did help out around the house, sometimes he would cook and you loved his cooking. “ I guess you could say I’m the better cook. “ Striker chuckled. You rolled your eyes. After Striker was healed. It was time for him to say goodbye; which made you sad. You would hate to admit but you felt something for the outlaw. But you weren’t sure if he liked you or if he liked guys. “ Hey, Striker. “ You said walking up to him, as you watched him get on his horse.

“ Yea, darlin’? “ Striker said. Hearing him say that made you blush but you shook your head, it was too soon to admit your feelings. “ Have a safe trip. “ You said, smiling at him. Striker smirked that smirk you loved so much as his gold tooth glimmered in the sun. “ Thanks for taking good care of me. If I see ya again you better be ya hear me. “ Striker smacked Bombproof with his tail and rode off. You waved goodbye while blushing and smiling. You thought about Striker’s words and nodded, you head back inside. You haven’t seen Striker for a long while, but you did what he said and became a doctor. You had just finished working late and had pulled into your driveway. You got out of your car and yawned. Pulling out your keys. You unlocked the door and walked inside; you switched on the light and jumped seeing Striker sitting on your couch looking beat up and bleeding out; he saw you and smirked. “ Hey, there darlin’ it's been a while. “ Striker said and winced in pain. You quickly close the door and ran over to Striker and were careful with him. “ Striker what the fuck happened!? “ You said and ran to get your med kits. You came back and Striker started removing his clothes and staying in his boxers. You blushed and set the medkit down. You placed his bloody clothes into a bag and started to patch him up. “ I had this job, and this job didn’t go as I planned. I killed the targets but I got a little messed up during the fight. “ He said chuckling and wincing in pain. “ Sorry, and you didn’t get messed up a little you got messed up a lot. “ You said and slipped off your blood gloves. Striker lifted your chin with his finger. “ Yeah, but a cute doctor is patching me up~ “ Striker smirked. You quickly stood up and Striker’s reaction made you laugh. “ But I’m glad you did become a doctor and I wonder if you still make good food. “ Striker stared at you. You smiled. “ I’ll give you some things to clean yourself up with and I’ll make us dinner. Since you are here and I patched you up, then you owe me some catching up okay? “ You said. “ Sir yes sir. “ Striker said and chuckled.

You walked into your room and grabbed a washcloth and a towel for Striker. You found a pair of grey sweatpants and a black T-shirt that could fit him from when a friend was staying with you. You walked out and handed Striker the items. “ Thanks, pumpkin. “ Striker said. “ New nickname? “ You said with a chuckle. “ Oh, little thing I have a bunch of them let's see if you can unlock them~ “ Striker shot you and wink then walked into the bathroom. You stood there smiling and blushing. You walked into the kitchen and decided to make your favorite meal, hopefully, Striker will like it. After cooking you had finished. “ Something smells good and I know it's not just me. “ You turned around to see Striker standing there. His white hair was a mess from showering. You walked up, shit he did smell good. “ Y~Yeah I made (food name). “ You said. Striker grinned and claps his hands together. “ Then what are we waiting for let’s dig in. “ Striker sat down as you made him a plate or bowl of food. You sat down to eat with Striker. The two of you catching up. Striker was proud that you had become a doctor. “ Here darlin’ let me clean those for you. “ Striker said trying to grab your dish. “No, you need to rest Striker. “ You said frowning. Striker chuckled and pulled you close with his tail so that you pressed up against him. “ I’ve been an assassin for years. I know what my body can handle darlin’ and I’m sure you've been on your feet all day. “ Striker stared at you with a serious look. “ You go unwind, my mama taught me how to treat a host the right way. “ Striker smirked and let you go.

You were standing there flustered but walked off. You saw that Striker had gotten the blood stains out of your couch. “ Oh. wow. “ You walked into your room and started to undress so you could shower. You weren’t sure if Striker was flirting or teasing you but those feelings you had for him a while back were returning. But what if he leaves again? You frowned and turned on the shower and washed yourself up. You let the water hit your body and you thought about Striker. You weren’t sure if you would ever tell him. You sighed and turned off the water, you stepped out dried off, and changed into your pajamas. You opened the door and jumped. You saw Striker standing there holding a pack of popcorn and a tub of ice cream. “ I was still hungry and saw you had snacks, wanna watch a movie? “ You smiled and nodded. “ I would love to. “ Striker offered his hand to you. You grabbed his hand and later that night you and Striker were watching an old western movie had had suggested both of you had finished off the ice cream and popcorn. You saw that Striker had fallen asleep at the end of the movie. You stood up carefully sliding him down on the couch. You walked off and returned with a pillow and a black blanket. You carefully slipped the pillow under his head and covered him with it, you watched him stir in his sleep. You smiled and walked off.

You got yourself ready for bed since tomorrow was your day off but you still valued your rest. You got into bed and sat there thinking of Striker and you fell asleep. You planned for a restful sleep but you woke up screaming and crying. But something held, you looked up to see Striker looking at you with a worried look. “ (Y/N) are you okay? I heard ya screaming and crying. Did you have a nightmare darlin? Here scoot over I’mma slide in. “ Striker said. You scoot over and Striker got in your bed and pulled you close and rubs your hand. “ You can tell me what happened if you want. “ He said looking at you with a smile and a caring look. You sighed, you might as well tell him and if he rejects you then at least the nightmare wasn’t wrong. “ I had had feelings for you, I love you Striker, but I had a nightmare that I told you how I felt and you just laughed you kept laughing telling me that you don’t love me. “ Tears threatened to spill again. “ Y~You love me? “ Striker said. You look up to see Striker blushing and had a large grin. “ D~ No, (Y/N) I feel the same way I about you when we first met and you patched me up and you let me stick around I developed feelings for you, I just didn’t know how to tell you. I couldn’t get you out of my head ever since I left. It’s one of the reasons I came back. “ Striker chuckled and you couldn’t help but let the tears fall because you were happy that he felt the same way. “ Strik- “ But you were cut off as Striker kissed you and you kissed him back. The two of you locked in a passionate kiss both of your tails wrapping together and getting tangled. Striker promised to stay in the bed with you and the two of you talked all night.

Striker told you that if you agreed to be his boyfriend then you would have to deal with the outlaw lifestyle the things that came with being an assassin even a couple of rules. You loved Striker so you agreed to be his boyfriend and follow his rules which were no calling him while he is working, no posting pictures of him on your social media, don’t let others know about your relationship with him, and be careful who you trust. Striker had these rules to protect himself and espically you. So you agreed to these rules. Striker held you close and kissed your head. “ I love you bo. “ Striker said as he kept his tail around you. After that night you and Striker continued your relationship. You supported him and he supported you. Of course, now he was no more careful when taking on jobs but even when he got a bit messed up, you were always there to patch him back. Eventually, Striker proposed to you when he made you a fancy homemade dinner. The two of you had a small private wedding but you didn’t care about some grand wedding you had Striker and that’s what made you happy. Striker always made you laugh and smile. He would play songs on guitar for you, even written you a few songs, and maybe sometimes he took you on trips. He always brought you a gift back from his jobs, Striker loved you and he’ll always love you.

-Back In the Present -

You felt someone kiss your neck. “ Striker~ “ You blushed as the cowboy pulled you close while placing his hand on your chest. “ I see my beautiful bo is remembered our wedding day. “ He said also staring at the picture with you. “ And the day we met. “ You said while setting the picture down you turn around and kissed Striker. He held you close and kissed back. “ I still remeber the nervous mess you were when we met. But you were my nervous mess. I’m glad you hit me with your car. “ He said laughing and shaking his head. “ How many times will I have to say sorry, but yes I’m glad I hit you with my car too. “ Striker dipped and kissed you.

#helluva boss #helluva blitzo #striker x reader #mlm love #mlm post #striker x male reader #helluva x reader #helluva striker #striker helluva boss #striker #helluva boss striker #helluva moxxie #helluva millie #helluva loona #helluva stolas #helluva andrealphus #helluva fizzarolli #helluva asmodeus #fandoms #fan fiction #fanfic #writerscorner #writeblr #my writing #request ☕📖

[shaneru-is-new-to-shifting]

Okay, so I just went through r/realityshifting and I found out that I shifted twice! And I'm proud of myself so imma just tell yall the 2 times that I shifted lol (in cr timeline order).

1st time: Okay, so I was on my way to therapy and I was in the backseat of my dad's car since he usually drives me there. During the trip before going to therapy, I was like 'hmm maybe I should try shifting!' And created this make-shift method (pun intended) where I looked out the window and visualized and imagined myself driving to my dr (which in this case was my alien dr). It's kinda like the train method but I'm actually in a vehicle lol. A few minutes into this method I created for myself, I start feeling a lil bit of pain my upper abdomen and I got a bit scared, but I didn't stop and just manifested that it would go away almost immediately, and it did! So after that, a few more minutes pass by and my point of view somewhat changes without me moving. Like, originally, I was kinda angeled vision wise when looking outside but one blink later and I'm suddenly looking straight at the window and I'm like 'W t f' but I keep doing my method. Nothing else strange happens and I arive at the building my therapist is at. But only a few seconds pass before a feel myself getting hit in multiple places near my thighs and back, I didn't feel any pain or anything, I just felt the sensation of being hit and I'm like 'WTFFFF'. I also remember somewhat smelling what my dr smells, which was smoke lol, but it went away quickly so I can't really give more deets than that lol. I kept feeling the hitting sensation all the way until my therapy session and I even told my therapist what happened (I didn't tell my therapist that I was planning to shift cos If was scared that she'll demotivate me or some shit like that). Okay, so I believe this was a shift because on r/realityshifting, someone asked if they shifted if they only felt some senses and alot of people were saying yes and that got me thinkin of this scenario I experienced and realizing that I shifted!

2nd time: Alright, so this is completely different from last time lol. I was doing my own method where I hypnotized myself to sleep and made my goal to shift. Now see, this was during a week where I attempted to shift throughout the entire week and I believe that this was in the weekends (although I don't remember lol). Anyways, I did my thing right, and I do my method how intended (with subliminals and an easy nights rest). Although, I 'woke up' a bit early (cr wise) and found myself waking up to pure daylight (which didn't bother me for some reason since this was a better cr that I was shifting to and I scripted that school started later). I then grabbed my phone and everything looked normal until I decided to do a duolingo lesson and found that my streak was reset back to 0 even tho I did a lesson in my cr the day prior. That's when I realized I shifted (still in dr) and suddenly I woke up back in my cr room, which was still midnight. I was too tired to realize what happened so I fell asleep, had funky weird dreams, and woke up at an appropriate time. And that's when I realized that I shifted. I also believe that this was a shift because I was clearly in my dr and I actually had all my senses at play here!

Thanks for reading my silliness🫶

#reality shifting #shifting realities #shiftblr #shifting #desired reality #shifting community #shifting antis dni #reality shift #shifter #shifters #555

[intothecometverse]

in honor of february ending, here's what i manifested this month!

🐬 this one time i was practicing a bit later than usual and i was like FUCK ION WANNA EAT DINNER AND THEN GO TO ORCHESTRA REHEARSAL WITHIN HALF AN HOUR THAT'S NOT ENOUGH TIME and then i got an email for the rehearsal schedule and i got at least half an hour more than usual until i had to come. funny enough i was thinking to myself like plz don't make me come until later plz plz plz plz plz plz and then i got the email for the rehearsal schedule so yippe

🐬 going on to that i had to fucking take a shit and ended up arriving to the rehearsal room ON THE DOT (which is late for orchestra standards 💔) but luckily there were still ppl waiting outside while the conductor was dealing with the basses and cellos only (which was the reason why ppl who weren't basses and cellows didn't have to come until half an hour later) so i wasn't late woo! and on my walk there (i was speed walking lol) i was affirming to myself i'm not gonna be late im not gonna be late there are still gon' be ppl waiting outside then boom that happened??? like im god hello??

🐬 having dinner + getting to go on a mini walk with my goth sp (i asked them and they said yes)

🐬 also manifesting conversations with my goth sp just by thinking about experiencing it seconds beforehand

🐬 oh ja and i also manifested being released early from orchestra rehearsals thru just thinking abt it seconds before too 😭😭

🐬 manifested seeing another sp during my regular day activities (their dorm room is around the corner from mine so we see each other a lot xD) like whenever i think abt them boom they pop up 😭. manifesting interactions next 𓆩♡𓆪

🐬 (me personally i think this was my most putting-my-foot-down manifesting moment) i overate one time and felt like throwing up, like i was feeling ALL the symptoms i usually do before i throw up so i was like "I'm not gonna throw up im not gonna throw up, remember who's in control. I AM in control, nothing else! the 3d will conform, because i said so, IT'S GOING TO CONFORM, NOW" and then i felt fine, just like that :D

🐬 not needing to get out of bed and take a piss one night when i was rly tired (affirmed "i don't need to piss" until i fell asleep 😭)

🐬 my room being opened one night when i got locked out at like 1/2 am

🐬 my grade in jazz history being raised from a D to a B- (and hopefully an A by the end of the quarter)

🐬 also i have all As in all my other classes

🐬 getting to have a fun hangout before February ended lol

🐬 having friends my age who live in dorms near me xD

🐬 my eczema getting healed without special ointment or anything

🐬 birf control (technically manifested it way back in December bc that was when i got a confirmed appointment but wtv. i got the implant this month so xD)

🐬 clearer skin

🐬 i have super long hair and the ends didn't dry out (technically this is like a continuous manifestation but i just wanted to mention it. basically I've been affirming "the ends of my hair is immune to split ends and drying out as it gets longer" and it worked!)

🐬 being better at trumpet :D (i told my trumpet teacher how much i practiced during one lesson, and continued to play during our lesson even when i surpassed my usual amount of time playing during an average day and he said I've gotten stronger due to playing for so long yet still sounding relatively fresh. and recently I've kept playing for longer amounts of time during the day and I've still been fine so yippe

what i'm looking for manifesting-wise in march:

🦞 shifting lmao

🦞 being successful in my job

🦞 being successful in all areas of life actually

🦞 getting to hang out with both sps + them getting along as friends so we could be a whole trio :3

🦞 my sps texting me first along with me texting them first (like yk how they say it should be like a 50/50 thing with who starts the convos and shit)

🦞 supernatural shit like powers, wings, horns, and like those king sombra kinda smoky eyes

🦞 WORLD. PEACE.

hope this inspired you, and remember, anything is possible, and u are loved!

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

#law of assumption #neville goddard sp #neville goddard #loa #manifesting #loassumption #affirm and persist #loablr #loa success

[summertimemusician]

Linktober Day 6

Mask(s)

Soft and sweet with just a hint of melancholic because 1.I'm tired and probably need a nap father than coffee, 2.I actually managed to make a pretty good mocha and the Anchorage LOZ animatic came onto my playlist before writing this and it kind of influenced my mood, and 3. I'm saving the usual Majora's Mask flare of angst for another prompt because I was having way too much fun dissecting the tragedy of the Hero of Time before sleep deprivation snatched the idea away which is usually my sign to pass the heck out and save the second option for when I have more energy lol.

For the Warriors fans, also Warriors is a disaster of an older sibling but we adore and appreciate him for it in this household, as always can be implied romantic or platonic between him and reader.

You were all but pinned down to the ground, brought down more effectively and unable to find the strength to get up.

Well, not literally, there were no enemies nearby, the chaos at camp had long since died down and there wasn’t anything much to do now that night had fallen, the heavens deigning to put all of it’s glittering jewels on display.

Were it any other day you’d probably focus more on appreciating it in full, the fire was crackling merrily, you were safe and had a full stomach and even with the ever present threat of the Shadow possibly deciding to ambush you all while most of your guards were down, you had your boys with you and the crisp autumn petrichor was a balm on your soul, weary from the journey.

Maybe it would be fine to rest for a little while.

And then the small figure clinging to you flinched, burrowing closer and holding onto your tunic like a lifeline. And awareness came to you like a smack over the head with a log, your fingers gently carding through blond locks as you hum gently. Weighting options and just how quietly you could move without bothering the precious Sprite at your side.

You had guessed Time had been a sweet kid, and you still wanted to lodge a formal complaint with the gods for writing such cruel fate for him because the man couldn’t catch a break and you’re not the only one to take it personally. But he was killing you here, this is how you die, with an adorable but oh so heartbreakingly sad little boy having fallen asleep leaning against you after telling you all sorts of stories about his extensive mask collection.

(You don’t know wether you want to cry, scream or laugh, Mask was so, so young. It breaks your heart, just a little.

Really, the deities of Hyrule must adore tragedies. Bastards.)

Sighing, you decide to compromise, gently keeping the Kokiri boy right where he is, fast asleep and with barely any nightmares as you hum and card your fingers through the spun gold strands, you brush your fingers through the last masks he fell asleep mid through telling the story of how he’d acquired. If you were careful surely you’d be able to reach his pack on his side so he wouldn’t worry later.

A pair of brown boots invade your vision, Warriors crouches down. You think you spot a flash of surprise on his eyes as he spots Mask napping on you, and then fond amusement of a big brother you knew he directed often towards Wind, tone low, “Well would you look at that, out like a light. It’s a rare honor for him to trust anyone like this.”

You chuckle a bit, shaking your head, “I can tell, he’s a good kid. I’ve barely met him for a day and I’d already take on an army for him.”

“Welcome to my world.”, comes Warriors dry response, though you both knew he was a hundred percent serious, his own mask quickly falling away as he gently picked up the Deku Sprout Mask to put it back in the small sprite’s pouch, hiding it’s confused, fearful sadness from your gaze (and it’s an effort, not to twitch, as your rage towards Majora gained even more kindling to burn) as the soldier handled it with the due solemnity of being one of the few Mask would allow to even touch the masks without his immediate supervision, “... I never thought I’d see him again, as...”

“I know.” Your tone was quiet, as you carefully picked your choice of words.

If there’s one thing you knew about any Link, is that they’re all really good elder brother’s and that they are too hard on themselves. Warriors specially, Mask and Wind were his everything, there wouldn’t be words that could describe how gutted he was, after confirming his suspicions with you, regretting not saying anything against Mask joining the battle field back then, loathing himself for not convincing him or Lana into letting him stay in spite of his bad feeling that as soon as the young hero of time passed through that portal he was unlikely to ever meet him again.

... You settle for something simple, instead, reaching a hand to softly pat his head, taking care not to mess his hair too much, “You did good, Wars, it’s not your fault. Mask also knows you did your best.”

He still, sighing, the mask falling away as he guides your hand to his lips, quietly thankful (really, like big brother like little brother, your wonderful, silly, caring boys. You make a point to cheerfully bat away the butterflies in your stomach, ), “... Feels hard to believe that, some times. Thank you.”

You hum, after putting the Zora mask away, Warriors takes Mask’s other side, pulls you closer and breathes.

(Just in case, he lies to himself.)

You quietly listen to his stories about his little brother, and Warriors is content.

#linked universe x reader #linked universe warriors x reader #will I ever post the original story I was gonna use for this prompt? #who knows certainly not my sleep deprived self lol #more implied than romantic if you ask me but frankly that's about what I expected when Warriors decided to show up on this prompt #man is the most charming of the Chain but you can't tell me he would know where to begin with any sort of romantic feelings #so lots of unspoken understanding happens here instead so it's up to interpretation lol #Reader: I've had Mask for a day and a half but if anything happened to him I'd murder everyone in Hyrule and then myself. #Warriors. Approving: I know this. And I love you (feeling unspecified). #The Rest of the Chain: And we support you #Is Warriors wanting to be close in reference to the Kohga prompt? #Does he just want Mask and Reader close because he is smart enough to infer what happens to him #Does he just want them there because like all Links he has several abandonment issues? #Who knows! I just know that he is rife with trauma tokens so you all can spin the wheel and decide #Mask is probably Warriors biggest regret and I am going to shake people about it if not stopped #You can't tell me that he wouldn't have wanted to take him in once he learned he was an orphan traveling all alone with his pony in the WoA #All Links are big sibling coded just on different wavelengths #The WoA was just Wars accidentally picking up several feral strays while a war happened in the back #ex Mask Wind Tetra Skull Kid and Linkle #summer writes linktober 2023 #summer writes

[vivi-in-the-sky-with-diamonds]

Hi! I hope your having a great day! I was wondering if I could request a George x reader.

Him and the reader have been married for a few years and they have a child who is just obsessed with John. Whenever they get together there kids first question is where John is.The reader and George are just so confused on how that happened.

-I love your works so much by the way

Hi, love! I'm having a great day, hope you are too! Hope this is alright! Again, I'm new to this whole request thing so I hope I'm doing it right 😅 Proofed in UK English, as usual c:

You Like Me Too Much

(Photo from ?? I've had it for a while tbh lol lemme know if you know credit)

“Y/N!” calls George, your husband of six years. “The lads'll be here soon!”

“Alright, love!” is your reply before you go to help your daughter get ready.

You enter the room to find five-year-old Katherine Harrison, who you lovingly refer to as Kitty, playing with a teddy bear.

“Kitty, we need to get changed,” you tell her. “We have company coming over.”

“Is it Uncle Johnny?” she asks excitedly.

You giggle. “Well, he’s one of ‘em. Uncle Paul and Uncle Ritchie as well.”

She squeals with delight and shoots up to change into her favourite outfit.

Richard and Paul arrive together a few moments later.

“Say hello to your uncles, Kitty,” George says.

“Hi, Uncle Paul! Hi, Uncle Ritchie!” she says excitedly. She looks around before asking, “Where’s Uncle Johnny?”

Paul chuckles. “He’s on his way, Kathy.”

She squeals excitedly once more before going to gaze out the window, waiting impatiently for John.

About ten minutes later, a knock sounds at the door. Katherine runs to answer it. “Uncle Johnny!”

“Katherine, you know you’re not supposed to answer the door for strangers,” you scold as you enter the room.

“It’s not a stranger,” she replies. “It’s Uncle Johnny!”

John chuckles and picks her up into a hug. “Hello, my love. You bein’ good for Mummy and Daddy?” She nods and he says, “That’s my good girl. What you been up to?”

“I’m the fastest girl in the schoolyard, Uncle Johnny!” she announces happily.

“Yeah? Can ye show me?”

The girl nods and John puts her back to the floor, where she runs quickly all around the sitting room.

“Wow!” exclaims John. “You’re the fastest girl in the whole world!”

You laugh slightly. “If she keeps this up, I won’t have any trouble getting her to sleep tonight.”

John chuckles.

The group of you have dinner together before you announce, “Say goodnight, Kitty. It’s time for bed.”

“Why?” she whines.

“Because you have school tomorrow.”

“Can Uncle Johnny tuck me in?”

“I’m sure Uncle Johnny can tuck you in some other time.”

“Please?” She sticks her bottom lip out in a pout.

You sigh, defeated, and look over to John, who’s chuckling.

“Go get in your jimjams and get ready for bed, Kitty Kat, and I’ll tuck you in after,” he says.

Katherine runs off with a smile, returning shortly after, wearing pyjamas.

“You brush your teeth?” John asks. When she nods, he continues, “Let Uncle Johnny see.”

The girl flashes a toothy grin. “See?”

John chuckles. “Alright, come on, Kitty Kat. Say goodnight to everyone.”

Katherine bids her goodnight to her other uncles before John picks her up and carries her off to her bedroom.

As he walks off, you hear John say, “You like me too much.”

“No such thing,” she replies.

The rest of you share a small laugh together.

“I have no idea why she’s so smitten with him,” you giggle.

“Probably because he babied you so when you were pregnant,” says George. “He babied you more than I did.”

“Remember the time, I think she was about six months, when John was holdin’ her and she took both her little hands and just grabbed him by the nose?” Richard reminisces.

“I think George had some sort of quip about his nose shape, if I remember correctly,” you recall with a laugh. “Oh, the amount of times she fell asleep on John because she would not stop crying otherwise.”

It’s a few reminiscent stories later when John re-enters the room. “She’s quite a bright girl,” he says, adjusting his glasses on the bridge of his nose. “Says she wants to make music when she grows up, just like Uncle Johnny.”

“She’s never told me that,” George says.

“’course not, she wanted to tell Uncle Johnny first.” John laughs as he sits back down at the table. “I don’t care what you guys think, she’s not allowed to date until she’s thirty-five.”

“I think George agrees with you there,” you say with a laugh.

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[kalorphic]

Okay so mc have a key to K's home (and a wholse ass room and their fave foods stock up) but does K have a key to mc's home/flat? If no then can we give them one? If yes do K usually came by often? And what does cody think of it(since they're mc's flatmate)?

That will be an option later in chapter one:

K used to always knock, even after I gave them a key. It was only after I gave them permission that they started letting themself in.

K has a key, but they still always knock instead of just letting themself in as they know it makes me more comfortable.

K doesn’t have a key, not because I don’t trust them, but because I don’t like the idea of anyone other than myself and Cody having keys.

If you choose the no option, later on, you can decide that when you get home, you’ll give them a key.

K and MC have weekly movie nights when K isn’t on a mission, alternating between going to MC’s and going to K’s. They also meet up for meals, go shopping, etc. On one memorable occasion, MC dragged K to an amusement park and then they fell asleep together in MC’s living room watching Stargate.

Cody is totally fine with it and used to it lol, sometimes they join in, other times they go out or stay in their room.

#ask #ro: k #ro: cody #i am once again pushing my stargate agenda #queued post