#I love the idea of them sleeping over and being kids 🥺

[emmyrosee]

bf!sukuna who's a big softy will get mad at you for not eating dinner but cook for you anyway.

"You ain't ate yet?!"

"Tch. Whatever. I guess i'll make you something."

Whenever you fall asleep from working too long/being online too long he'll always tuck you into bed and give you a kiss on the forehead.

He has all your favorite snacks memorized and has them stocked up for you.

When he thinks you're asleep he will tell you stories about him from his past and you will admit sometimes you could NEVER see him doing those things.

"Yuji and I lived at the beach for like, 2 years I think. I used to surf. I was REALLY good at it, maybe I'll show you one day."

HERE ARE SOME IDEAS LOVE YOU EMMY 💖

IM GONNA COMBUST HES MY BOYFRIEND FR-

He gets so mad when you don’t eat, even if it’s only been for a few hours bc you’re not taking care of yourself dummy, and now he’s tasked with the laborious task of feeding you and taking care of you (his words, not mine)

He also can’t stand when you overwork yourself, or fall asleep at your desk because when your back screams at you later, he’s the one that’s going to have to massage it. But he’ll deny the way his heart skips when he scoops you in his arms and carries you to bed, and your cheek nuzzles into the warmth of his torso until you’re laid down on his side of the bed so you can keep his familiar smell in your mind :( all before he goes back to turn off your lights and save your work for you bc what of it got deleted huh? He’s gonna have to hear about that too? Tf?

He, and I cannot stress this enough, knows ALL of your favorite snacks, because for a good chunk of them, they’re his favorite too, and he has to chose between being a good boyfriend and saving the last few bites for you… or, eating them himself and kissing the pout from your lips while you whine and cross your arms petulantly. He’s always sure to be especially affectionate after he eats them, bc he knows he’ll find his shit left in the backyard for him to sleep on the porch swing.

AND HE LOVES TO TALK TO YOU WHILE YOU SLEEP 🥺 bc 9 times out of 10, you are in fact dead asleep, left with your lips smooshed against his chest and arm draped over him, and he can tell you anything. Deep secrets, deep desires, how he used to love yuuji as a kid, the whole nine.

But that 1 out of 10, you blink awake and give him a smile, and he nearly screams in fear of you coming to life, and you giggle softly. “You can surf, but you don’t know how to ride a scooter?”

“SHUT UP-“

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[archangeldyke-all]

Are your Sevika requests still open? 🥺👉🏽👈🏽

I have this idea in my head that I can't get out. I'm not a huge fan of the concept of having kids (not for me!) but I can't help but think of Sevika very slowly changing her attitude and priorities around fighting for the cause because she just found out she's gonna be a dad in the future. Her hesitating around something Silco asks or mentions and her being like "I..I got a kid on the way." Cis or trans Sevika, doesn't matter either way

sevika requests are always open :) and this is the cutest thing i've ever heard.

i don't want kids either, but for sevika?? i'd have so many of her kids that the doctors would have to tell me to stop before my body gives out.

men and minors dni

you and sevika don't want kids. it's not in your plan.

sevika's got a dangerous job. it took years of convincing, years of proving to her that you'd be okay without her, that you want her just as she is now, for her to finally give in and make you hers.

and you're perfectly content.

she works horrible hours and comes home beat up more often than not, but you take the time to patch her up each night, and the two of you spend every free second you have together.

she moved you into her place on your fourth date, and you've been happily living together ever since.

and two years ago, when she shyly shoved a tiny box in your hands and nervously looked away as you opened it, mumbling under her breath a question you could barely make out ('i was wonderin' if you'd like to maybe spend forever with me?') you said yes, with no hesitation.

you guys didn't get married. weddings in zaun are incredibly rare, saved only for the wealthiest, and getting a marriage certificate from piltover for two zaunite women is nearly impossible. but, you had a little ceremony in the last drop (which was really just an excuse to throw a rager) to commemorate your eternal love for one another.

and since then, you've been perfectly happy with your little life.

but, accidents happen.

accidents like sevika swearing she'll pull out, begging to feel you without the condom, then cumming the second she pushes inside of you, whimpering and apologizing and cursing your hot, wet cunt.

accidents like you sleeping through the alarm for your pill.

accidents like sevika forgetting to grab a plan b on the way home, too busy fiddling with the tooth some goon knocked loose in her jaw to remember.

and, usually, these accidents lead to nothing happening. so you and sevika assume it's safe to keep letting them happen.

but then, your period's a week late.

and then two.

and then you take a pregnancy test, and it comes out positive.

and then you take three more, and they're all positive too.

you're paralyzed with shock and fear. you spend the entire day sitting in the bathroom, staring at the positive tests on the counter, crying and laughing, then crying again.

the thing is, you're not opposed to having kids. and now that you know you'll have one in nine months or so, you're fucking elated. but you know sevika doesn't feel the same. and the thought of losing her because of the cells growing inside of you, the thought of having to choose between sevika and the tiny little fucker you're already in love with-- it kills you.

sevika comes home to find you having a panic on the bathroom floor.

"babe, you'll never guess what silco did toda-- what the fuck!?" she exclaims, immediately dropping to her knees and gathering you up in her arms. "baby-- what's wrong? are you hurt?" she asks, grabbing your face in her hands and forcing you to look at her, her eyes flying over your body, checking for injuries. you just cry more, already mourning the loss of her touch that you've grown so used to.

"i-i-i'm sorry." you cry out. sevika blinks at you.

"for what?!" she asks. "baby, you're freaking me out, what's going on?" she asks, panic in her eyes.

you take a shaky breath then reach up to grab one of the tests on the counter behind you, sobbing as you bring it down to hold against your chest.

"i'm sorry, sev, i c-can't-- i don't think i can--"

"what's that?" she asks, gently reaching for your wrist to pull your hand away from your chest.

you gulp and bite your lip as you open your hand, letting her get a good look at the test.

the confusion on her face melts. a stoic look takes its place as she blinks down at the little plus sign on the little plastic test.

you look away from her face, too heartbroken to watch her process the news. tears stream down your face as sevika's hold on your wrist goes shaky, and you prepare yourself for her to pull away.

only, she doesn't.

if you had looked, you'd see the hesitant little smile pulling at the corner of her lips. if you had looked, you'd see the way she gulps like she always does when she's surprised, the tears welling up in her eyes, the way she took a silent gasp as she blinks down at the test in your hands.

you're shocked when she pulls you toward her chest, hugging you tight against her body.

"sev-- don't." you whimper. she blinks down at you.

"what-- whaddya mean 'don't'?" she asks. you take a shaky breath.

"if you're gonna leave just leave-- i can't-- you can't be nice to me, it'll kill me." you say.

sevika's heart breaks.

she's never wanted kids. and you're fine with that.

but the second she saw the test, something happened inside of her, something swirling and giddy and nervous. something kinda like how she feels for you, but a little different. a little deeper, a little less hot and a little more familiar.

everything else in her world fades away. the stories she's been dying to tell you all day, the fire in her heart for zaun, the sounds of drunkards stumbling by your apartment, it all goes silent. it's just you and her, and in that moment, sevika realizes that maybe a kid wouldn't be the worst thing in the world. especially not with you.

sevika kisses your forehead, tears welling up in her eyes at the sound of your muffled sobs.

"i'm not leaving you baby, don't be ridiclious." she says. you cry aloud at her words, wrapping your arms around her back and clawing at her shoulders, trying to pull her impossibly closer to you.

"don't say that." you whisper, shakily.

"i'm not just sayin' it. i mean it. we promised each other through thick and thin, right?" she asks. you nod against her.

"but you don't--"

"i don't care." she says. "i'm a fucking idiot, you know that." she says. you let out a shaky laugh. "i'm not leaving." she says again.

in your first trimester, sevika's still a little hesitant-- still a little distant.

she's not sure how to handle all the emotions in her body, all the love and anxiety swirling up at all times. she puts her energy into making you comfortable, holding you when morning sickness takes hold, stocking up on prenatal vitamins and your favorite snacks, pampering you even more than usual.

this, she can handle. she loves taking care of you, she loves babying you, and with all the anxiety in her mind surrounding the baby, caring for you helps her quell it.

she doesn't talk about the baby much. she's still too nervous to talk about it.

but in your second trimester, you start showing. no longer just a little extra fat on your stomach, your baby's actually visible now. your shirts start riding up your abdomen, a little swell peaking out every time you stretch or move, and she can no longer ignore it-- there's a baby in your belly. and it's hers. and it'll be here soon.

you wake up many nights with gas or aches, and find sevika already awake, a furrow in her brow and her lip between her teeth as she gnaws on it. you ask her what she's thinking about, and she just curls around your body and kisses you back to sleep.

sometimes, you wake up to her hand hesitantly rubbing your belly, like she's scared to touch you. you just rest your hand on top of hers, interlacing your fingers and keeping her hand on your stomach while you both fall back asleep.

if she was better with words, if she had the words to express herself, sevika would tell you that she's scared. she hasn't even met the little fucker yet, and she already loves it more than anything else in her life. it terrifies her, for all the same reasons you do. she has a dangerous job, and second in command to a revolution isn't a suitable job title for a new mom.

sevika knows what it's like to grow up without a parent.

sevika knows what it's like to grow up with a jaded parent, too, someone who's closed their heart off to the world to avoid being hurt, and in turn can no longer love. and she doesn't want to do that to your baby. she doesn't want to do that to you either.

and at work, when she gets in scuffles, or gets a knife drawn on her, or gets shot at, it takes her twice as long to catch her breath.

since meeting you, she's always seen your face flash before her eyes when she dodges a fatal hit. and now, it's ten times worse.

sevika was never scared to die before she met you. and then, seemingly overnight, she became horrified of dying-- scared of what her dying would do to you. she can barely stand seeing you suffer from a headache, the thought of leaving you behind, the thought of breaking your heart like that-- it nearly kills her.

and now she's got a kid to think of too.

so, one late night, sevika approaches silco with a grimace on her face and a case of fancy imported cigars in her hands.

he knows something's up. he's known for months. but he lets her stutter out an explanation as she pushes the case across his desk.

"i-- i think you need to find a new number two." she mumbles. he raises an eyebrow at her.

"second thoughts about the cause?" he asks, flipping open the lid of the case and grinning at the quality.

"no, never." she spits out. silco chuckles and holds a hand up, reassuring her that he was only teasing.

"it's your wife?" he asks. sevika blushes at the word 'wife' like she always does, then looks away.

"no. she's tough, she'd be fine without me." she says fondly. "i..." she gulps then takes a deep breath. "we've got a kid on the way, silco." she whispers.

he freezes, his jaw dropping in shock. sevika never calls him silco, no matter how many times he insists she does. she's serious.

"i didn't take you for the mothering type." he says. she chuckles.

"no, neither did i." she says with a shrug. "but... i'm not mad about it." she says. "i'm... actually really excited." she whispers.

silco laughs, then rises from his seat, rounding his desk to shake sevika's hand. it's the closest to a hug the two of them will ever get.

"you'll be an amazing mother." he says sincerely. she has to blink back tears at his words. "come, let's smoke to celebrate." he says, waving her over to his desk.

the two of them spend the night negotiating a new position in silco's crew for her. she'll stay on as his consultant and strategist, and take on more responsibilities at the legally run bar and club downstairs, but he'll be finding somebody else to take on the more dangerous and criminal aspects of her job.

sevika doesn't tell you for a few weeks, until the change is complete.

she stops coming home with bruises and scrapes. she starts being lot more openly lovey dovey, no longer waiting for the dark of night to place a hand on your stomach, praising you at any chance she can get, even buying parenting books and beginning the 'babyproofing' process.

you don't ask her what's up, knowing she'll tell you in time.

and one day, you get home from work to a home cooked meal and candles on the dinner table.

sevika grins at the sight of you. you fawn at the way she walks you to the table, pulling the chair out for you, pressing kisses to your head and shoulders.

"what's going on?" you ask, giggling as she sits beside you. (she never sits across from you, she can't touch you from the opposite end of the table.)

"i'm in love with you." she says. you laugh.

"we've been married for two years sev, you better be." you say. she laughs, and kisses you again.

"i've never been more excited for my future in my entire life." she says quietly against your lips. tears well up in your eyes as you grab her hand. "we're having a baby." she says reverently, like it's the first time she's finally processing it. you don't tease her for it, you just squeeze her hand in yours and kiss up the tears that race down her cheeks.

"we are."

"and it's gonna be here in three months." she says, a beaming smile on her lips. you smile right back and nod.

"it is."

"i... i want to be the best mother i can be for the little fucker." she whispers, staring down at your stomach. "i want to be the best wife i can be for you." she adds on, her eyes flicking back up to you.

you nod at her, still unsure of where she's going with her conversation.

"and i can't do that if i'm dead." she says. you blink and nod and she sighs. "i talked with silco. we got a new arrangement for me at work." she explains. "just paperwork from here on out." she says. "i'm gonna get all lazy and weak sittin' behind a desk but..." she shrugs. "it's worth it for you two." she says.

you abandon dinner to fuck sevika on the dining room table.

(it's not a big deal though, sevika's never been a good cook, and she tried her best, but the food that grows cold on the table was already burnt and unevenly cooked and so over-seasoned it was basically just a pan of garlic powder.)

silco, surprisingly, is incredibly invested in the little fucker. sevika comes home once or twice a week with a new onsie or toy for the baby, gifted to her by your kid's self-appointed god-father.

by your third trimester, sevika's more excited than you are for the baby to come into the world, which is a hard feat, because you're constantly achy and sore and peeing and bloated and uncomfortable and cursing sev for ever putting her hands on you in the first place. she takes all your complaints in stride, endlessly spoiling you, constantly massaging your feet and tits and shoulders, pressing kisses against all your hormonal acne and strange patches of hair, accompanying you to the bathroom the fifty times you have to go a day.

and when your daughter finally arrives, sevika cries like a baby the first time she holds her.

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#stay tuned because the next request is answering an ask about sevika during readers labor and delivery!!! #sevika #sevika imagine #sevika arcane #sevika x reader #sevika x you #soft sevika

[amhrosina]

Wherever You Go, I Go (Frank Castle x Reader)

MASTERLIST // TAG LIST REQUEST

A/N: Requested by a nonnie! I love writing readers that give Frank an attitude when he's being a dumbass, so here's that lol

Request: “wherever you go, i go” with frank pls🥺? maybe a hurt/comfort where he tries to push the reader away to protect them but they’re adamant about staying by his side? of course pls disregard this if it doesn’t inspire you <3 have the best day 🌷💝

Summary: Frank hasn't spoken to reader in two weeks and then shows up battered and bloody on their doorstep. Reader accidentally reveals their feelings in a fit of anger.

(Warnings: all the normal Frank things, so like blood, descriptions of stitches, wounds, etc. also, lots of cursing, soft!frank, idiotboy!frank, loml!frank)

Frank Castle was a mystery to most people, but you thought you’d cracked the code in understanding him; key word – thought. It had been two weeks since you’d seen him last, and the idea that Frank had lost interest or abandoned you gnawed at your stomach at all hours of the day. He wouldn’t just leave, would he? 

It wasn’t like you were officially together or anything, but after the months of long nights sewing up cuts and whispering secrets into each other’s skin inbetween teeth clashes and hair pulling, you couldn’t really call Frank just a friend of yours. He’d made that clear every time you were anywhere near him. The familiar weight of his hands on your waist, the way he knew exactly where to press his lips on your neck to make you moan, the soft kisses he’d press into your hair when he left way too early in the morning.  

You weren’t crazy for thinking he cared about you – you knew that – but his lack of contact for two entire weeks was a growing concern. Was he hurt? Dead? Did he meet someone new? More interesting? You were losing focus in your day-to-day tasks, and it was all his fault. Your boss had sent you home early and told you to get some sleep because it was clear that you needed it, but it was now past midnight, and you were beyond sleep at this point.  

A loud thump against your front door startled you out of your haze. You grabbed the pistol Frank had left for your protection and inched towards the door. Your apartment wasn’t in the safest part of the city, but you’d never had to use a gun on someone before. Frank’s words had been clear when he was teaching you how to shoot it: “Safety off, cock it, aim, and unload the entire clip in the bastard’s face.”  

You repeated his steps like a mantra as you peeked through the peep hole. You stared into your dim hallway, searching for the source of the noise, and found nothing. You grunted in annoyance. Dumb kids being dumb, you supposed. You went to move away from the door, already over the disturbance, when your eye caught a tiny bit of movement towards the bottom of the peep hole.  

It was a subtle movement, one you would’ve missed if you blinked, but it was there, and you recognized those god damned boots. You set the gun down, swiftly unlatching the deadbolt and swinging the door open. Frank laid in a crumpled heap at your feet, a low groan emitting from his throat. He’d been leaning against the door when you opened it, so he had landed flat on his back in your haste to open the door. 

A gasp caught in your throat when you finally took him in. Frank was covered in blood. You could just barely make out Frank’s dark eyes looking up at you. His nose was crooked and bleeding, definitely broken, and you could see a cut across his chest that was flowing more blood than you knew a human could have in their body. 

“Oh my god, Frank!” Your voice finally came back to you in a hushed whisper. 

You curled your arms under his shoulders, tugging him far enough into your apartment that you could shut the door. Frank was tall and muscular, so you knew he’d be heavy, but his dead weight was almost impossible for you to move. You ended up falling backwards, landing on your tailbone. Frank’s head rested in your lap; face pulled in a painful grimace.  

You cradled his head, tears welling up in your eyes.  

“Where have you been, you fucking asshole?”  

The way you were softly stroking his cheeks juxtaposed the anger laced in your words. Frank’s eyes were half lidded – he was barely conscious, but still breathing. You crawled out from under Frank’s weight and ran to the bathroom, grabbing at anything and everything that could help.  

Frank was struggling to move when you dropped down next to him, pushing him back towards the floor.  

“Stop, stop, stop. Don’t move.” You mumbled, tugging his jacket off. His shirt was being held together by a few strands of fabric across the collar, so tearing it off him wasn’t difficult. The hard part was having to peel the sections of fabric that were so coated in blood that they were stuck to the gaping wounds. Frank’s breathing stuttered as you started putting pressure on the wound across his chest.  

Blood was bubbling out of the cut, falling down his sides and onto your freshly mopped floor. Your Christmas pajamas were coated in red, but you weren’t worried about any of that. The more pressure you put on Frank’s chest, the more his eyes widened, and he needed to stay conscious.  

Once the bleeding slowed, you began to sew stitches into the gash. Frank’s eyes followed your movements. It was a slow and painful process, but it gave you enough time to figure out what you wanted to say to him. 

“You’ve been gone.” You mutter, pushing the needle through his skin. “You’ve been gone, for weeks, and then you show up half dead and bleeding all over my floor. Where were you?” 

“’m sorry, baby.” Frank’s rough voice had a direct line to your heart, which ached in response to the two weeks of radio silence.  

“I thought-” He gritted his teeth as you pushed the needled through his skin again, “I thought you’d be safe if I wasn’t around. I thought you’d be happier.” 

You rolled your eyes, glancing over at him and then back down at the stitch you were working on. “If you really thought that, then you’re an idiot.”  

“I never said I was smart.” The smirk on his lips reminded you of the rage you had swallowed down earlier.  

“You. Left. Me.” You spit. “You couldn’t even say goodbye? You just fucking left me and thought I’d be happier? Fuck you, Frank. You should know by now that wherever you go, I go. If you really thought that leaving was a good idea, then you’re either blind or I’m a fucking idiot for falling in love with you.”  

You freeze, squeezing your eyes closed. Your planned speech had been thrown out the window the minute you’d let yourself feel just how angry you were at him for abandoning you, and you’d just accidentally said the L-word to Frank fucking Castle. 

Frank’s hands hover over yours, still mid stitch. You didn’t want to open your eyes and see the rejection written on Frank’s stupid face.  

“No. No. I didn’t mean to say that. Forget it.” You shook your head and focused your gaze on the chest wound that was almost completely stitched up.  

Frank’s hands wrap around yours, halting any more movement from you. You didn’t want to look, refused to, even. Frank mumbles your name, slightly squeezing your hands. 

You finally look up, meeting his gaze. His expression was mostly neutral, but his lips rested in a small smile.  

“You love me?” he asks, nonchalantly running his thumbs over your hands. 

You let your head bob in a single nod. 

“I lo-” You cut him off. 

“Don’t say it unless you mean it. And don’t say it if you’re going to leave again.” You plead with him. He lifts one bloody hand to cup your cheek and shakes his head. 

“I wouldn’t say it if I didn’t mean it, sweetheart. I love you. And I left because that scared me. Everyone I’ve ever loved has been taken from me. I know it was stupid to leave, and I’m sorry.”  

His words weakened the fire in your blood. Your eyes softened and you leaned into his hand, still cupping your cheek.  

“I thought you were dead.” You whisper into his palm, pressing a soft kiss into his skin. 

“’m sorry. I’ll never leave you again.”  

The weight of his promise sits on your chest for a moment.  

“Okay.” You respond, nodding your head. Your attention returns to his chest, a comforting silence overtaking the apartment as you finish stitching up the cut. You slowly make your way down Frank’s body, searching for and patching up any injuries you come across.  

You help pull Frank to his feet. You’re both thoroughly covered in his blood, and you’re almost positive you won’t be getting your security deposit back on account of the giant puddle of it on your floor. 

“Are you staying?” You ask, warily glancing between him and the door.  

Frank cups your jaw and pulls you into a searing kiss. You stumble into his hold as he wraps his arms around you in a tight hug. 

“I’ll stay forever if that’s what you want.” He mumbles against your lips. 

“That’s what I want.” Your voice is breathy, seductive, even. 

“Okay.” His tone is final as he nods and kisses you again.  

“Okay.” You respond, smiling into the kiss. He pushes you backwards towards your bedroom, but you stop him. “We both reek. Shower, then fun, okay? And only if your cut doesn’t hurt too bad.” 

“Got it, boss.” He chuckles, pulling you toward the bathroom.  

After your shower, you walk into the bedroom, fully intent on ravishing Frank whole when you notice his sleeping form. He’s already in a deep sleep, arms resting behind his head on the pillow. You knew the adrenaline from the night would eventually catch up to him. You crawl into bed next to him and rest your head on his chest, carefully avoiding the cut you’d covered in gauze after your shared shower.  

Frank turns, wrapping his arm around your waist and pulling you closer to him. 

“Mmmm, love you.” He mumbles, still mostly asleep. 

“I love you, Frankie.” You whisper, content to spend the rest of your life wrapped in his arms. Frank Castle is a mystery to most people, but not to you, you decide as you drift off to sleep, not to you.  

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[noroi1000]

"Have you ever thought about children ?" huh 🌚 that was a lil freaky of you gojo but honestly i feel like reader doesn't necessarily dislike kids ( except the bratty n disrespectful ones ) and she wouldn't mind having them either even tho she's not very enthusiastic about having kids but author-chan we deserve a smut continuation of this you can't just leave us or gojo being needy af hanging like that 🥺

I don't love him, but I want to be with him 4

A/n: I wrote this yesterday, but I want to go sleep, sorry. Don't be angry if you wait for this long.

Words: over 2k

Warnings: smut (masturbation, sex toys, porn watching, breeding)

"Have you ever thought about children?"

Yes…

You started thinking about it…

He is your husband after all…

Even if the baby might be the result of love or chance, you thought about it.

So the fact that you will have children will not be a coincidence.

Because you already thought about it…

And it is also not possible that your children, if you ever have them, will be the result of your love.

You don't love him…

You're happy with him, but you don't love him…

Even if he said he fell in love with you…

You still have the feeling that one day your happiness with him may end…

So all you thought about was that if you had a family with him, maybe your happiness would last a lot longer.

If he asked about children, maybe you have a chance that when you have a child with him, you can smile a lot longer.

You don't want him to replace you. That's why you're desperate not to be lonely. You liked him and life with him. And even though it's the mafia, you liked his behavior which is more childish…

If you had had a child with him, you would have had him as your husband for much longer…

As you walked down the sidewalk with your small shopping bag, you looked around.

And it happened everything that often happens in movies or books…

You turned your head to see a baby shop…

Out of curiosity, you went inside.

Maybe you can convince yourself of this…

You saw a few people inside.

Pregnant woman with a man browsing strollers and cots.

And also another couple, but already with a pram who are looking at baby clothes.

You went in there with no baby either in the stroller or inside you.

You've seen those tiny clothes and stuff. It looked lovely.

Maybe a baby would be a good idea after all…

You don't have to worry about whether you can live. Satoru runs a powerful mafia. His money is so much that you could have it all.

You will also get support from Him… All you would have to do is go to bed with him (even though you do it anyway, sometimes more and sometimes less).

In order for you to have a child, all you have to do is get pregnant.

And you don't have to worry about anything.

Looking at the things in the store for a while, you left and headed home. Ijichi took you where you wanted.

You wanted to talk to Satoru…

You want to have a child to make your happiness last much longer…

You adjusted your skirt as you got out of the black car. Standing on the sidewalk in the square in front of the house, you thanked him and went home.

You didn't have to open the heavy front door with a key, which means Satoru is home.

Maybe he had some house meeting or something.

He would often come home early if he had such matters.

Maybe now too?

Especially since you know he had to go somewhere today. You don't know exactly where, but it was probably important anyway.

Most likely something related to your father and brother's company.

You silently walked into the kitchen, which is connected by a walkway to the dining room, and placed your bag on the kitchen island.

You wanted to surprise Satoru, and you bought something for him.

You couldn't get crepe to take it to the car and not get anything dirty, so you bought him a custard pie.

Your husband will eat anything.

At the sight of what looks delicious, he always drools.

You put a plastic box on the counter, and thought any noise would lure it in. At least that's what you hoped.

But he didn't show up.

And since there was no one in the living room, maybe he had gone to sleep?

Or takes a shower.

You walked quietly to your bedroom.

He wasn't there.

The bed was made.

That was weird…

Since he wasn't at the fridge or in the living room, his ass should be in the bedroom and sleeping.

Yeah… Your husband is like a cat…

The last place he could have visited was the bathroom.

Or he went down to the basement where like everyone who's rich there's a pool table…

Even if he doesn't play often, he will go there with Suguru sometimes. When they're bored.

Since they don't go to clubs, he's become a homebody.

So Geto began to be glad that he didn't have to follow him and watch women running around them…

They are both homeowners.

You shuffled your house flip flops to the bathroom.

You listened, and you didn't hear the water running from the shower.

And also when you grabbed the handle, the door was open.

You knocked briefly. You hoped he'd answer, if he's there…

He might as well be sitting on the toilet…

No response.

So maybe he wasn't there.

You pushed the door open and stepped inside, looking around the large bathroom.

Her eyes widened at what you saw in the shower.

You walked closer and opened the glass door, which steamed slightly. Even though there was no hot water coming from the ceiling. There was no water at all.

It was steaming from his breath.

Eyes directed forward, slightly narrowed. As he stared at a small black screen that could be attached to the wall with suction cups.

Wireless headphones in his ears.

Mouth open, sweat running down his face. Wet white hair, combed back.

Even if you were standing there, he didn't notice you. He continued what he was doing.

You looked at the screen on the glass pane.

He was watching porn while masturbating…

And not just any porn…

This is something that any rich man who is a pervert and has nothing to do with money would do.

This is a recording from your bedroom when he fucked you…

Didn't even know there were cameras…

The image was close, and you wondered how much professional cameras that would record in such high resolution must have cost. Still close.

He was really bored and set up cameras in the house to have porn videos of you guys fucking.

You noticed another video was playing.

Wondering how much he has…

You heard him moan as he closed his eyes.

You looked at his sweaty body.

His right hand clenched into a fist while his left was placed on the toy between his legs.

His thumb clicked some button on it as he moaned again.

Who would have thought your husband would watch porn and put his cock in a toy that spins around his length and sucks him.

You don't mind him because he's literally watching you fuck.

Looking at this scene in front of you, here you felt yourself starting to get wet.

Hearing his next moans, you saw his back arch slightly and his muscles begin to tremble slightly.

You knew he was coming soon.

Your eyes widened as you heard him say your name.

You walked over to him and suddenly pulled one earphone out of his ear.

He opened his eyes and looked in your direction.

His eyes widened as he turned off the toy quickly, but for me to cover his hard cock with something, he left it inside.

He was panting with a slight blush, and his thigh muscles sometimes quivered as he began to speak.

"(y/n-n)… W-what are you doing here? How long have you been home?" He asked.

"I just got back. I was looking for you. I didn't expect that when I enter the bathroom, I will see a toy sucking your dick. Am I supposed to be jelaous?" You asked ironically.

"…" he turned his head.

He was a bit ashamed.

But the thought of you catching him turned him on a bit…

"I can't see that as a bad thing since you're watching porn with us…" you muttered crossing your arms over your chest.

You tried to ignore the feeling of wetness between your legs.

"How many of these videos do you have?"

"… well…Enough to spend a lot of time masturbating…" he laughed.

"Do you record all our sex?"

"Nope… I set up the cam two weeks ago…" The smile remained on his face. "I'm sorry… But I really want to cum…"

"Are those my panties?" You asked pointing to the underwear lying on the floor next to his leg…

"Yup."

Suddenly you saw his thumb pressing a button on the toy, and the center began to slowly swirl around its shaft.

"I wanted to shoot it with cum…" he laughed biting his lip. "Don't be angry okay? I would never betray you… And if you like to watch me masturbate… Haah… I won't stop my wife from doing it…"

You took off your slippers and stepped into the shower, reaching for your underwear.

You took it away, making him grunt that sounded like he was asking "why?".

Suddenly you grabbed a toy on his cock and clicked the same button as him. Turning off the toy.

He let out a dissatisfied moan, but only because he wanted to come already. You could have done it. He's frustrated, but he's not pissed at you for it.

"(y/n)… I want to cum…" he purred looking at you with puppy eyes. For you to just turn on the toy and let him come.

It was more of a joke because he won't beg. Even though he wants to cum, he thought there was a chance that you would find him cute and let the toy milk his cock.

Contrary to his plan, you pulled his hard, throbbing cock from inside and put the toy on the bench next to you.

(Hell yeah, he has a comfy bench in the shower where he can sit with those long legs)

He looked at you questioningly, and suddenly you took your panties off, sitting on his lap.

You grabbed its base, directing the quivering tip into your hole.

The moisture that covered his entire length through lube and your wetness allowed him to slide inside with a wet sound.

You pulled it out for a moment to adjust yourself, and collapsed on top of it again, biting your lip as it filled you.

You sat fully on top of him and rocked your hips a few times.

"Fuck yeah… Your pussy is so much better than any toy…" he cursed as he pushed his hips towards yours, as his sensitive cock was surrounded by hot, soft walls that sucked him in.

You jumped on top of him a few times with little grunts as your hand began to massage his balls.

Until suddenly you felt the heat melting inside of you.

"Aaaaaah…." he moaned long, keeping your hips on him. "Yeah… I'll buy you a pill, okay?"

He closed his eyes, feeling his cum swim around his cock between your tight walls.

"You don't have to."

"Huh?"

He looked at you questioningly.

"You don't have to buy me pills. What happens, it will happens…"

"So you want to be pregnant?"

"I can be… I wouldn't mind… To finally have a child with you…" You turned your head to the side.

"Fine~." he grunted happily, and suddenly pulled you off his cock.

As you stood next to him, you grabbed your panties that were lying next to you.

And he suddenly grabbed your skirt and pulled it down, completely off your legs.

He also grabbed your top clothes and underwear, and within minutes you were standing in front of him, naked.

You were pulled onto his lap, this time with your back to his chest.

"Wha-?"

"It may not be long, but I can fuck you. If I can pack my sperm inside you, I want to do it at least one more time." He said pressing his tip into you again. You know he's about to be fully hard again. "Also, this week's video of me fucking my cum in your pussy started."

He turned off his headphones and put it down, turning up the volume.

The first thing you heard was moans.

You looked at the screen blushing to see the full picture of your body with your pussy covered in cum from top to bottom.

So that's why he put the blindfold on you at that moment…

So you don't see him walking around with a cam…

As you watched as the camera lowered to direct the footage between your legs, you felt his entire length twitch inside you.

You saw on the screen how his tip enters your filled hole and starts fucking you.

There were grunts and moans throughout the bathroom, as well as the sound of wet skin slapping against skin, in the recording.

It wasn't long before the live sounds joined in as his hips began to hit you fast.

His fingers found their way to your clitoris, and you felt your fluids drain out of you, soaking your entire ass.

Your thighs trembled as he tightened on his post-orgasmic length. As your body trembled against him, he began to fill you with cum again.

Until suddenly he grabbed his base, and he pulled himself out of you.

He lifted your hips quickly, and using his cum on your skin, pushed the tip into your ass, allowing himself to listen to your surprised moans. Especially when your ass was filled with hot liquid that spread over every inch of your insides.

Rubbing the tip of it against your thigh, he headed inside you, preventing his seed from getting out of your vagina.

When he panted on his chest, you don't focus on the screen in front of you.

You focused more on his hand that was placed on your lower abdomen as he spoke.

"My baby will be here soon ~."

#jjk smut #jjk x you #gojo smut #geto #gojo x reader #satoru gojo #jujustsu kaisen x reader #gojo x you #gojo x reader smut

[medusa12346]

CHOOSE AN IDOL ~How do you appear at first glance, your best characteristics and your flaws!

Pile 1

You come off as creative and joyful! Lively and energetic. Fake maknae, I heard- LMAO-BUT THIS IS JUNGKOOK’S PILE, HE IS THE MAKNAE THOUGH- You’re always bursting with ideas, your head’s never empty! You appear simple and sweet and (short?)You appear as if you’re a puppy, you’re in the experimental stage as well!You get bored of things quickly and are always searching for more! You could tie your hair in a simple bun, ARIESS ENERGY! You don’t mind spontaneity and are always up for adventures. You may appear a bit naive and trust anyone and everyone easily. You appear as if you need balance in your life. You always look at the positive in life and don’t ignore opportunities, literally I love y'all lmfao-And you don’t seem to be afraid of cutting ties or leaving something that isn’t serving your higher purpose, you’re a baddass bitch!You don’t brood over what went wrong, but instead you celebrate your achievements!

PILE 2-

AAAHHH MY TAURUS BABIES

You come of as someone always moving forward, yet you have the maturity to calm down and relax. You seem very confident and self loving which appeals to a lot of people. You appear as the perfect partner!! You seem loving and compassionate, and a perfect blend of masculine and feminine energies! Intelligent and problem solving too! You appear very giving and an avid social worker! You’re very nurturing and at your best too AHHHHHHHHH- However you may seem a little materialistic and out of peace, though. Is yellow important for you? You have sown your seeds and watch them grow (kids, business, money, literal plants etc) and its time for you to relax. You seem like an all rounder, and a magician WOW. You’re very firm with your designs and aren’t afraid to speak up. You’re practical and grounded and not up in the clouds. If you are an imaginer, then you don’t just imagine, you work on it! KEEP IT UP YALL

PILE 3-

You seem full of love and always happy, were you attracted to the first pile, my loves? (YOU MIGHT SAY ‘MY LOVES’ A LOT???) You seem experienced and ready to share those expereinces as well! you might appear as if you don’t/cant sleep I- You were/are very patient with whatever you’re starting/had started and waiting/had waited for your rewards (aww 🥺pls be continue being patient guys). You might look like you’re always on the internet though. I see you being very physical as well! You might only focus on the negative sometimes. Seems like you made the right decisions in life, generally and you are wise as well. Aah, Leo placements? You might hide a lot too, a fake extrovert, I’m hearing? PEOPLE MIGHT WORSHIP YOU-??? You can be very religious, Christians here? (No harm, or hatred here, don’t hate on religions please.) DAMN YOU SEEM SUCCESSFUL, HAPPY, AND RICH YALL, I DONT KNOW WHAT ELSE TO SAY! YOUR LIFE SEEMS PERFECT EVEN WHEN ITS NOT! (okay but please express your emotions bruh)

I hope it resonated!

Signing off, medusa :)

#pick a card #pick a cards #pick a pile #tarot reading #pac #tarot #tarotcommunity #pick a picture

[raainy-daze]

Could you do a Rise!Donnie x Male!Reader where the reader struggles with feeling like they’re an annoyance and that the turtles don’t actually want him around-but Donnie does his best to try and show or say that he is wanted (and probably struggles to show that because well… he’s Donnie). Thanks!! (Btw I love your writing so much 🥺)

Operation Feel-Welcome

rise!donnie x male!reader

summary: donnie found out about your insecurities in a very not privacy-invading-way at all, and now he’s decided to do something about it.

word count: 2431

a/n: why is this thing so damn long by my standards? GOOD QUESTION.

I HAVE NO CLUE.

yeah i wrote my outline and suddenly it was just. much longer than i usually write?? oh well. sorry for posts being somewhat slowed down recently, i’ve been busy with the holiday season and school! thanks for requesting, i hope you like this!

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He found out when he was reading your diary.

That sounds bad. It’s not as bad as it sounds, really. You were over for help with homework, and when you went to get something to eat, he picked up what he thought was your notes to get a grasp of the material. Who keeps their diary in a regular old notebook, anyways?

He hadn’t meant to read it, truly. It was just that the entry he’d opened to quite clearly had his name on it, and hey, how is he supposed to not read that?

That entry just so happened to detail all your insecurities about your social life. He was kind of shocked, really. He didn’t examine anyone’s emotions too closely, of course, he could hardly understand them sometimes. He didn’t know why you would feel this way. He loved being around you, even if he could only show it in his typical Donnie way (which is to say, not very well).

So, after briefly panicking when he heard you walking back as he still held your diary in his hands, he scrambled to put it back just the way you’d left it and spent the rest of the day more focused on how to remedy this than on algebra equations. (Granted, you didn’t notice. That guy could do most of these in his sleep.)

As soon as you left, Donnie had already built about a billion schemes in his head. Of course, in pure Donnie fashion, most of them were more than a little over the top and involved some level of explosives… okay, maybe that one was just an excuse to set something on fire, but there were some good ideas in there! Emphasis on idea. Not every idea turns out so great in practice, as Donnie ought to know by now.

•°. *࿐

Operation #1: Hang-Out.

Donnie decided to go with the simplest on his list first: instead of waiting for you to come to the lair, he’d come to you. Logically, if someone wasn’t wanted, they’d be the one initiating everything, right? And if he initiated it instead, that would certainly make you feel more welcome, wouldn’t it?

As always, Donnie’s ‘disguise’ was ridiculously simple. You were never quite sure how he didn’t get caught, but hey, this is New York City - people have seen weirder things, and have other stuff to worry about. So, walking down the street in his purple hoodie (albeit sticking to the emptier streets and the shadows), he went pretty much unnoticed.

Still glowing on his phone screen was your text conversation from about an hour ago.

Hello, (Y/N). What time do you get off school?

three, just like always

how come?

Would you mind if I met you after you get out?

sure??

everything good??

He hadn’t responded to the last text. He’d gotten too caught up in avoiding nosy kids asking about his skin to type anything.

At your school, Donnie found you sitting on the stairs leading up to the building, scrolling on your phone. He dodged around your classmates, apparently trying to go unnoticed. (He did not go unnoticed. You saw each of them give him a look.)

“Psst! (Y/N)! It’s me, Donatello!”

You blinked up at him. “Yeah, I gathered.” You grabbed your backpack and stood up. “Everything okay? Did Leo break an arm or something?”

“Oh, no, no, no, no!” You both began making your way down the sidewalk, going towards neither-of-you-really-knew-where. “I simply thought that…”

Donnie stopped in his tracks. He hadn’t gotten this far in his planning, as evidenced by walking towards he-didn’t-really-know-where. He had gotten to ‘meet up with (Y/N) on the surface’, but he hadn’t gotten to anything after that.

“…What kinds of things do you do for fun up here? We could, uh, do whatever that is?” He racked his brain. “You like that fast food place down the street, right? I’ll pay.”

You raised an eyebrow at him. “What do you need from the hardware store?”

“What?”

“When your being really nice to me like this, you’re usually buttering me up to get you something from the hardware store. What is it?”

“No, no, you just haven’t come down to the lair in a while, and-“

“I was at the lair yesterday.”

Crap, were you? He’d been holed up in the lab all day, designing updates for the turtle tank. No one had told him you were there.

“And I saw you the day before.”

Okay, that part he recalled. Bad excuse.

“Well-“

Your phone began ringing. You looked down at the screen, and back up at Donnie. “Crap, sorry, I’ve gotta go. Mom probably wants me back home. Just text me whatever it is you need and I’ll bring it around tomorrow, okay?”

And without even waiting for an answer, you turned on your heel and answered your phone, walking away from him.

Operation Hang-Out: Failed.

•°. *࿐

Operation #2: Arts-N-Crafts.

Donnie wasn’t exactly the best at social interactions, everyone knew that. Yesterday, he’d made the fatal mistake of not planning ahead. He assumed something would come to him, and it didn’t.

So, maybe it would go better with someone who did know how to interact with people.

It was time for Mikey to enter the endeavour.

“Oh, dearest little brother of mine, I have a dilemma of which I need your help to solve!” Donnie found Mikey in the middle of one of his art projects, painting on a bedroom walls again. “How would you like to assist me?”

Mikey looked up from his painting. He had several splotches of paint across his arms, even a bit on his face (was he trying to eat the paint? How did he do that?). “Are you trying to use me as a test subject again?”

“Pft, no, why would I do that?” Donnie laughed a very suspicious laugh. “No, really, this time it’s about (Y/N).”

“What about (Y/N)? Is he okay?” Mikey set his paintbrush down, now curious.

“I read his diary.”

For just a moment of silence, the brothers stared at each other.

“… Wha-“

“IN MY DEFENSE, IT WAS LITERALLY JUST A REGULAR SPIRAL NOTEBOOK, HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW?”

Donnie explained the whole thing to Mikey, from the diary entry to yesterday’s failed attempt #1. Mikey agreed to help, and within the hour, attempt #2 was in progress.

This one was all up to Mikey. (Y/N) would be here any time now, and Mikey would insist that he needed your help with an art project. It wasn’t much, but the point was to make you feel included. Donnie smiled to himself when he saw you enter the lair and get dragged away by Mikey. There was no conceivable way this could possibly go wrong.

It went very wrong.

It went very wrong in less than thirty minutes.

To make a long story short, it turns out art supplies in the wider space of the lair combined with Leo trying to perfect a skateboarding move do not mix. Like, at all. Paint was everywhere, including on both you and Mikey. You had to leave and walk home covered in an uncomfortable amount of paint.

Operation Arts-N-Crafts: Failed.

•°. *࿐

Operation #6: Game-Night.

One after another, Donnie’s plans failed, as did the couple that Mikey offered. Eventually, they came to #6 on the list: risky, but promising.

You had never seemed to participate very heavily in game night before. You always seemed to appoint yourself as the score taker, opting to spectate instead. With the added context, Donnie couldn’t help but wonder if you did that to stay ‘out of the way’.

So, he’d test it by preemptively appointing Leo as score taker.

“But why?” Leo whined upon hearing the news that the majority had voted to back up Donnie’s decision.

“Because you spilled all my expensive paint!” Mikey narrowed his eyes at Leo as he carried a concerningly tall stack of board games into the living room.

“But I already cleaned that up!”

“Come on, Leo, it’s not that bad!” Raph pat Leo on the shoulder. “It’s, uh… good for math practice?”

Leo didn’t look very convinced.

Everyone gathered on the floor in front of Splinter’s old chair, making a circle around the board games. Donnie sat down next to you, and April was on your opposite side. You couldn’t help but notice how April was carefully examining the selection today - Donnie and Leo may be the most outwardly competitive, but you’d witnessed enough of these to know April was the real master at most of these games.

You followed her example. One of the first things you noticed was that this month, Uno was missing. You weren’t particularly surprised. Last month, Mikey had threatened to use an Uno card as a knife if anyone else gave him another +2.

It started off just fine. You started with Cards Against Humanity. It was fun. No death threats were made. Clue and Catan went much the same way.

It was Monopoly where it all went to shit.

“WELL, I WANTED TO BE THE STUPID THIMBLE, BUT I LET YOU HAVE IT. AND WHAT DO I GET FOR IT?!”

“IT’S NOT MY FAULT YOU LANDED ON MY SPACE!”

Mikey and Donnie were yelling, Donnie’s stack of money growing steadily smaller. Raph was stuck in jail, and April was quietly scheming. You were about 75% sure Leo, who was now the banker since there were no scores to be taken, was messing with transactions somehow. Honestly, that impressed you more than anything else. Pettiness levels were through the roof.

You pushed yourself backwards a bit as the argument began to escalate. “WELL MAYBE IF YOU DIDN’T TAKE THE THIMBLE EVERY STUPID TIME!”

“SINCE WHEN DO I TAKE IT EVERY TIME?”

“Okay, well, sometimes Leo takes it, but still-“

“Hey, don’t drag me into this!”

“I won’t drag you into this when you give me what I’m actually owed, Leo!”

Leo reached over for an unused piece. He threw it…

And it hit you right in the eye.

“OW-!” Your hand jumped up to where it hit you.

“LEO!”

“CRAP, I’M SORRY, I WAS AIMING FOR DONNIE-“

April was trying to get you to take your hand off your eye so she could check it, but taking the pressure off just hurt more. Thankfully, when she did get to see it, it didn’t look serious. It did certainly put a damper on the rest of the night, though.

Operation Game-Night: Failed.

•°. *࿐

Operation #21: Help-In-The-Lab.

It had been a month and a half since he read the diary entry. Nothing seemed to work. Nothing that he noticed, anyways.

Not all of his plans ended in total disaster, but none ever seemed particularly successful, either. You never seemed particularly happier than usual. He didn’t know what he was doing wrong.

He was so absorbed in his thoughts and his projects that he didn’t even notice you come into the lab. He didn’t notice until you were sitting right next to him. “Hey, Donnie.”

“JEEZ-“ Donnie dropped his screwdriver.

You picked it right back up and handed it back to him. “Is everything okay?”

“Yeah, you just scared me.”

“No, I mean in general.” You drummed your fingers on the desk. “You’ve been acting weird lately.”

Crap. You’d caught on.

Donnie let out that laugh that very clearly meant he was hiding something. “Oh, no, I’m fine! Weird? What do you mean weird?”

“I mean weird. Like the weird you’ve been since that time after school? You never texted me what it was you wanted, by the way.”

There was a silence as Donnie debated what to say.

“… Working on Sheldon?”

Donnie looked back down at the robot lair across the desk. “Oh, yeah. He ran into a wall a few hours ago, and now I’ve gotta fix him. Robots, amirite?”

You half smiled, but it didn’t look like your heart was in it.

“… Hey, mind passing me those screws?”

“Oh, yeah, sure.” You grabbed the nail box he was pointing at on the opposite end of the desk and set them down beside him. “What is it you’re doing, exactly?”

“Oh, well, I’m mostly just fixing some dents. There wasn’t too much internal damage, luckily, I just had to change out a few wires.”

“That’s good.”

It was quiet for a while. The silence was just on that line where Donnie couldn’t decide if it was a comfortable silence, or… well, an uncomfortable one.

“Hey, (Y/N)?” Why was he talking?

“Yeah?”

“Would you be mad if I maybe, oh I don’t know… accidentally read a really personal entry in your diary because I didn’t realize it was your diary?”

“… What?”

Donnie hadn’t planned on owning up to it, but at this rate, he was getting nowhere. Screw it. “Well, you were here for homework, and I just wanted to check your notes, but they weren’t your notes, and I saw my name and I couldn’t stop myself-“

“Wait, what? When did this happen?” You looked more totally confused than anything else. “Which one did you read?”

He sighed. “It was talking about how you felt like we didn’t want you around. And that’s not true! It really isn’t. So I’ve been trying to make you feel more welcome. But… yeah, you remember the Monopoly incident.”

“Oh.” You paused. “So that’s what’s been happening.”

“Yeah.” Both of you were quiet. If it wasn’t awkward before, it definitely was now.

“You really aren’t annoying, though.” Donnie broke the silence. “I mean, you’re my favorite person.”

“Your favorite person? What the hell does that mean?”

“It means I like hanging out with you. You’re… im-por-tant to me.” He said it like he’d never even thought of liking people. “And you’re my favorite person.”

He looked up at you again, expecting to have just made things worse. He was surprised to see a smile on your face. Not one that you didn’t seem to mean, like earlier. It looked like you really were happy.

“You’re my favorite person, too. And… thanks for trying.”

“… Did this one work?”

“Excuse me?”

“Did this attempt to make you feel welcome work?”

“I… guess so?”

“OPERATION HELP-IN-THE-LAB: SUCCESSFUL!” Donnie pumped a fist as he cheered. He checked ‘double-success’ in his mind when you laughed.

“Donnie, I literally handed you a few tools.”

“And it led to the success of my project!”

“Making me welcome was a project?”

“(Y/N), everything is a project.”

“Of course it is.”

#tmnt x reader #reader insert #rottmnt x reader #tmnt donnie x reader #donnie x reader #rottmnt donnie x reader #male reader #m!reader #donnie x male reader

[konigsblog]

toxic! price/ regular price headcannons/general analysis? pretty pleaseee. (sfw and nsfw🥺) im trying to write him for the first time and im struggling!! (would also love to hear your general analysis/hcs on the other boys as well!) ((you’re like my favorite cod blog and you’re just so talented i had to ask you)

lots of love and well wishes<3

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thank you so so much!!! im so glad to be your favourite blog, it means a lot to me <33 i cant thank you enough for your support, thank you 🫶💐!!;

price analysis, and toxic!price headcannons.

TRIGGER WARNING; HEAVY MENTIONS FOR SUICIDAL, SELF HATRED AND SELF HARM THOUGHTS AND INTENTIONS, cheating, misogyny, being an ALCOHOLIC and addicted to alcohol, manipulative behaviour, price makes you feel worthless, being used for your body, toxic behaviour from price. (message me if i missed any)

my personal analysis. (read tw above)

price is a captain, he believes he's always right and never takes the blame for any wrongdoing - unless it's from a mission or death. he's an alcoholic due to the stress of the soldiers, their life on the line. laswell may try to get him to stop, but no therapy can help this hardened soldier.

he never really believes he's good enough. overworking himself and drinking multiple coffees to stay awake just to write hundreds of reports, rushed. he doesn't sleep, barely atleast. he'll stay up, contemplating suicide as he thinks about the many soldiers he's lost. it may be the reason he can't bring himself to start a family; the fear of losing everything, either from suicide, death, or his unstoppable alcoholic behaviour that only get worse as he continues to live.

he's definitely planned out his entire suicide, a gun always beside him. price tells people it's for safety, but is it really safety if the life that's on the line is his? that he could be pointing that at his forehead and pushing the trigger, guts and bloods all over the bathroom floor. but he won't, because of simon. simon views price as a father, how caring he is for the others mental health, no one ever checking up on him.

simon is like a son to price, the way he admires and looks up to him like a father, the father he never had and the son he'll never have. he's caring and affectionate which is why he wants kids of his own, to sew them bloom like a flower of gardens, pretty colours of crayons covering the white walls.

laswell and price had a relationship, both desperate for love after years without it. laswell realised she was a lesbian and price agreed that this wasn't the best relationship, because it wasn't. but a part of john didn't want to let go; saying he was unmarried in his forties felt odd, unnatural. he really wants someone to love, someone to care for him and give you a reason to stay, but without that, he's suicidal.

if he ever did let someone in, he wouldn't feel as if he deserves them, unlovable. pushing them away or lashing out whilst drunk, crying when you still comfort him despite his yelling. looking at himself in the mirror and seeing a monster - knuckles bloodied with pieces of glass stuck in his fist and layering the ground. forcing his hands into the shards to make himself bleed, believing he deserves pain. you wrap him up in gauze and keel him beside you, but he can never truly feel comfortable. the idea of being loved despite having blood stained on his boots makes his skin crawl. you deserve better.

personally, my analysis on his character is that he's cold-hearted and can't let anyone in even if he's so desperate for love, no one to warm his lonely heart. he takes pride in being a captain, his boys, his team mean everything to him. it's why he won't kill himself, won't pull the trigger on himself. he can't see gaz's face at the news, soaps humorous personality slowly withering away, or witness simon lose himself, losing the father that was never his.

toxic!price headcannons.

toxic!price who uses you for your body. he doesn't bother denying it; your tight pussy and perky tits, or when you suck his cock so nicely like that, drives him wild. you're mainly there to benefit him, like a servant, his slave.

gets so pissy when you don't listen. he's a borderline alcoholic and needs his beer, so when you get into screaming matches about his behaviour, he grits his teeth grabbing a beer from the fridge and gives you a cold hard look - not appreciating the efforts you put it to get him better.

toxic!price who's the biggest asshole you've ever met. who scoffs and rolls his eyes when you bring up feminism, saying something sexist or misogynistic just to get under your skin. or who doesn't care about your own personal needs, you're just some fucktoy he can use whenever he likes.

toxic!price who uses manipulative behaviour. who controls your lift and calls you a slag for mentioning enjoying some time at a bar, that you're just asking for attention. even if you tell him that you're just meeting with some friends, he'll force you back into the bathroom and make you wash away the makeup.

toxic!price who says you look ill when you don't have makeup on, that you look different (and he doesn't say it in a nice way.) he's the man to roll his eyes and say you look ugly when you're crying just so you stop making so much noise, who doesn't care about your personal feelings.

he pushes your body against his own as he sleeps, mindlessly, asleep. he doesn't do it on purpose but it gives you butterflies in your stomach, knowing you shouldn't feel this way about a toxic man like him.

he's cheated on you before, multiple times. he'd came home with women and made out with them on his lap, kissing them the same way you do, maybe nicer. god, you're lying if you say you didn't care, because you felt your heart break into a million pieces.

you don't know how to react, packing a few thingss into your purse and leaving the house, him throwing the woman off his lap to chase after you. forcing her out the house as he goes after you, grabbing you and pinning you against an alleyway wall, whispering aggressively to you under his breath. he genuinely doesn't really understand why you care so much, after all, you're just a fleshlight, right?

toxic!price who forces you to come home. and after that, he'll beg you for sex because that other woman didn't feel as tight as you did. it makes you feel horrible; insecure and lost. and he'll get all upset and annoyed when you refuse, that you're tired or not in the mood.

toxic!price who refers to you as a bitch, whore. he's the person to call you ‘woman’ as if it's a derogatory term, even though it's not. you'll berate him for this, “you're just a cumsleeve, doll, c'mon, let's be honest with ourselves.”

finding yourself between his thighs more times than not. your lips wrapped around his meaty cock while he forces you further down his shaft, complimenting you for being such a good girl for him - the only time he'll praise you; for sucking cock.

too bad he cums so much, all sticky and pearly running down your throat, making you gag from the smell of his musky balls and gross tasting semen. he laughs and forces your face into his balls, humping your pretty face when you refuse to suck his balls.

you broke up with him once and somehow ended up back in this mess, but now you're married and divorcing is too expensive so you're stuck with this dickhead forever :(

#orla speaks #call of duty modern warfare #modern warefare ii #captain price #john price #captain john price #price #captain price x y/n #captain price x you #john price x reader #price call of duty #cod price #price cod #price mw2 #mw2 price #price x you #price x reader #john price x female reader #john price x you

[mango-bango-bby]

Since you said we can request platonic yandere jjk, I want some platonic yandere sukuna with his daughter ๑(◕‿◕)๑ He’s super soft for her and would never let anything hurt her <3 maybe she’s like the opposite of him and is very kind hearted just cute single dad platonic yandere sukuna thank you 🧸

♡ Platonic Yandere Sukuna Headcanons ♡

(A/N: I really enjoyed writing this!! I thought this was really cute and I love the idea of Sukuna being super soft for his kid 🥺🥺 I hope you like this 💘 I decided to set this back in the day and it isn’t specifically said when Sukuna was at the height of his ruling so I just set this in the edo period of Japan)

Content Warning ⚠️: Yandere, platonic yandere, baby and child!reader, isolation, Sukuna kills a lotta people

Summary: Just some platonic!yandere Sukuna headcanons (Platonic!Yandere!Sukuna x Daughter!Reader)

Masterlist ➸ ♡

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♡ Sukuna wanted an heir. He had been thinking about it for a while. Someone to train then help him rule. So he found a woman who he thought could produce an heir for him. After a while though he decided she wasn’t fit to raise his heir so he planned on killing her after she gave birth. Which he did.

♡ He didn’t plan on being as attached to you as he became. The moment after you were born, you were handed to him. You were so small, you were barely the size of his palm. Honestly the moment he held you, he’s attached and is refusing to let you go. Seriously, his servants are trying to convince him to hand you over and he’s refusing.

♡ In the beginning, he didn’t want to raise you, he planned on letting the servants raise you until you were old enough to train. But now he’s not letting anyone but him raise you.

♡ Sukuna knows nothing about children but he’s trying his best! Genuinely doesn’t know anything but his pride won’t allow him to ask for help. When you started teething he was half convinced you were dying because you had been crying for an entire day. He read a book instead of asking for help and then he finally realized you were just teething.

♡ He’ll let you sit on his throne with him. It’s a bit hard to take the king of curses seriously while there’s a baby sitting on his lap chewing on one of his fingers. But if anyone were to state that fact, they’ll be eliminated. No one better suggest that he’s soft for you either, because he’s definitely not. (Definitely not)

♡ Sukuna is surprising very good at doing your hair. He’ll do very intricate braids and if you ask he’ll even be braiding flowers into your hair. He thinks it’s fitting considering you’re the princess of curses.

♡ Although his original plan was to train you so you could rule. He can’t even fathom that anymore. You were to precious for anything like that. Truly, if he could, he would keep you a child forever so he could continue to take care of you.

♡ You have him wrapped around your finger, genuinely. You could ask for anything you want and get it. You want a garden outside the shrine? Alright, it’s already being built with a large fence around it so you won’t leave the shrine. You don’t like a certain servant for whatever reason? Don’t worry, your father will take care of them, you’ll never see them again. You can have anything you want.

♡ As a baby he thought you were going to grow up to have a similar personality to him. However as you grew, he began to realize you were quite the opposite. You would wake him up the middle of the night after you had a nightmare, tearfully begging to sleep in the same bed as him so he could protect you from whatever was in your dream. Or you would come to him crying after finding some baby birds in the garden, seemingly abandoned, asking your father if you could please take care of them.

♡ Because of your more kindhearted personality, it makes Sukuna want to protect you even more. You’re so kind and the world is so cruel. He has to protect you from all that! So he keeps you safe in the shrine and the only other place you can go is the garden. Your father just wants to keep you safe.

♡ Sukuna tells you lots of lies about the outside world. He tells you that it’s dangerous for you. Which he’s not exactly lying! You are a curse and not only that but the daughter of the king of curses! He tells you that sorcerers try to kill curses for no reason and that you should never leave him because if you did, you would be hurt by them. Of course you believe him because your father is just trying to keep you safe.

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#yandere jjk #platonic yandere #yandere sukuna #yandere!sukuna #yandere sukuna x reader #platonic yandere sukuna #platonic yandere sukuna x reader #yandere ryomen sukuna

[lwh-writing]

Girl Genius Reaction #2

Hi, hey, been a hot second since I've done one of these but here we go!

I love that the Heterodyne boys have been elevated to this almost folklore-like state where everyone's got a story about them that ranges from "mostly true" to "entirely made up"

Also, Gil's Dad was adventure buddies with the Heterodynes???? I know Theo said he made the story up, but considering it was shown to us like a flashback, I assume there is at least a few kernels of truth to it all

I think I clocked the possible Von Pinn connection. As all the students claim Von Pinn is modeled off of and/or secretly Lucrezia Mongfish (whoever the hell that is), and Lucrezia was name-dropped in Theo's story/flashback and on the receiving end of one of the Heterodyne's love confessions, I'm assuming Von Pinn is thus modeled off of and/or secretly Agatha's mother or aunt. I wonder if that'll ever come up later. Either way, it's nice to know I'm not crazy for thinking Von Pinn and Agatha looked way too similar

Also, I know Agatha probably took the chance to change out of the pants and into a more comfortable skirt while Theo had everyone distracted, but I kind of like the idea that she can just randomly and inexpensively modify her clothes at will with no one noticing

The Baron being concerned about the hive engine being "eighteen years old or brand new?" really caught my attention. Larger scope villain entering the chat? 👀

Theo & co. running into Gil and there's an obvious disconnect about whom hasn't kept in touch with whom, re: Gil saying they'd only ever come to him if they need something vs. Theo saying Gil hasn't answered any of their letters. Betting money that the Baron has been withholding Gil's mail and trying to isolate him for whatever reason.

Whomst is Othar Tryggvassen? Hello? Random man just suspended over the void, every limb chained, giant green globe on his head? WTF???

I do love Agatha's reaction though. "Is it right to leave a fellow sentient strung up like this?" "Well, that depends upon the nature of the experiment..." I love this mad scientist so much

I'm also really loving the Jaegers (Jaegerkin? Jaegermonsters?). They're all so full of personality. And the tension with the Lackya is very delicious

Love the Jaegerkin generals inviting Agatha to supper, saying "It's good, no bugs!" only for another general to say in the most dejected voice "...no bugs?" 🥺

Also, it looks like the Jaegers are officially figuring out that Agatha's a Heterodyne! Gil may believe/know Agatha is a Spark (has the Spark?), but the Jaegers are the only ones connecting the dots to the Heterodyne question. Wonder if they'll tell someone or keep it to themselves.

Also, Jaegers playing matchmaker? "What do you think of the young master?" "What kind of question is that?" "Well it would make things really simple if--" What's their angle there? Hm....

Speaking of ships, I am sending Andre the Jaegermonster to horny jail. I'm with Agatha; Von Pinn doesn't sound interested

Flashback with Uncle Barry was very cute. He obviously didn't want to repress Agatha's powers, but it was probably a matter of safety

Agatha sleep-inventing is very cool, but why's her little sentient robot(s) hiding from her?

Von Zinzer is giving some insight on the larger world. Apparently, there's a series of wars going on? I know the Baron is a ruler and is keeping the school kids as hostages, but I didn't know it's a continuous conquest of what seems to be Europe.

Also, side note, do we ever see the rest of the world? Africa, Asia, Australia, North & South America? I know deep in my bones that this world's version of China would fuck severely.

Dr. Dim and his bears are also very cute. Loved the moment between him and Agatha

The fight between Von Zinzer & Agatha was very fun. As was Gil hiring Agatha on the spot. The friendship is growing!

And finally, the talking cat! My oh my, how will this go from here? It's very obviously sentient, and based on the website's banner, a main character to boot. But what is it? A chimera? A rogue experiment? Someone trapped in a cat's body? Guess I'll find out

Overall: Still really liking the story! It's got me hooked so far and it's building really well on the premise. The story is still obviously finding its footing, but it's still good!

Continued 7.5/10

#girl genius #first read through

[jeanniebug623]

I often see people describe Spider as a neglected child. Do you think that is totally accurate? Would Norm and the other scientists have set rules and boundaries? If Lo’ak and Spider did something stupid together would Jake punish both of them? What would a scene like this look like?

Hmmm...buckle up, this might be a long one. 😅

I know I’ve used this trope in my stories as well because it's a great way for Quaritch to manipulate Spider into severing his loyalties to Jake, but I don’t think Spider was as neglected in canon. I think he just had more freedom because, obviously, the scientists who raised him respect and took part in the Na'vi culture over time. So why would they discourage it in Spider?

Norm obviously cares for him as we see him tell Spider to bring a spare mask in the beginning of ATWOW. But when he doesn't chase the kid down to give it to him, it shows a level of trust as well when Spider says he's just going to the village. Even at that young age, Norm knows Spider is aware of the safety rules and the consequences (you know...dying?) if he isn't careful. But I don't see Norm as an authoritative figure to Spider. As long as Spider is safe, Norm doesn't care what he does.

I have read The High Ground comics, mostly because I saw ATWOW before and was so confused where Spider came from and wanted to know where he came from! LOL

The comics do show McCosker treating Spider more of a nuisance than a son...sad face. 🥺 And maybe this comes from that they didn't mind him being a wild child when he was younger but once they had their own kids, they wanted a more structured family system but it was too late to change Spider's behavior and personality. If I had to guess, I'd say Spider's age in the beginning of ATWOW would be accurate to Mary McCosker having her first son. So between continuing their work and a new baby, Spider fell to the wayside.

I think Jake would stumble in punishing Spider...not because he wouldn't have the same authoritative presence over Spider that he would over his own son, it's just he has expectations for his own kids first. Plus, Jake wouldn't be able to use the same punishments with Spider. Like in ATWOW, Lo'ak wasn't allowed to fly for a month...not much of a threat to Spider. I'll take a shot at what it would look like but I'd love insight from anyone who's read this far! 😁💙🐞

I think Jake would start the punishment but leave it up to Nash to follow through or alter it to be more suitable for a human teen like Spider. Scene below!

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"What the hell were you two thinking?", Jake snapped with as hushed a tone he could given the late hour. He stood with Lo'ak and Spider a short distance from the Sully marui so Tuk could remain sleeping and the rest of the family didn't have to hear the lecture.

That was a good question. The teenage boys gave each other a side glance, hoping the other would speak up as to why they snuck out in the middle of the night to test their theory if a pa'li would trust Spider enough to ride without a kuru. The answer to their question was, of course, not really. As the aches in the left side of Spider's body could attest from being thrown off only seconds after Lo'ak broke his tsaheylu with the young pa'li so Spider could mount it.

"I'm...ok?" Spider said in a week attempt to diffuse the situation. Of course the boys had tried in the middle of the night, the adults or Neteyam would've stopped them. And they weren't sure who would give the worse lecture on why it was a bad idea...

"That's not the point, bud, what you did was dangerous." Jake said with a shake of his head then turned on his youngest son, "And you, Lo'ak, what did you think would happen when you broke the bond?"

"They don't mind when Spider's around!" Lo'ak tried to argue back, "I didn't think they'd care if he rode them."

"Yea, you didn't think. Neither of you knuckleheads thought about how this could have ended." Jake scolded before looking to the human boy. "Spider, I get it. I really do. I know what it's like to feel trapped in a body that can't keep up with its spirit, but you gotta use your head before you crack it open, kid."

Spider's shoulders sagged a bit and he sighed, looking to the side. He didn't need reminding how different he was from his friends and that he'd never have an avatar body like Jake. He must have been four when he first asked Mr. McCosker if he could have a Na'vi body someday. The man chuckled at the request and passed him off for Norm to break the news it wouldn't happen. The RDA made the avatars; not the scientists who lived the literal double life.

"Miles."

Speak of the devil, Spider grit his teeth as Nash joined them due to Jake's late night call and grumbled, "That's not my name..."

Nash ignored the teen's moodiness and shook his head, "I don't know what to say, Jake...didn't even know he snuck out."

Jake waved a placating hand and agreed with the scientist when he said, "Neither did we about Lo'ak. Don't worry about it, Nash, the boys are ok. This time. Lo'ak, you're grounded. No riding anything for two weeks."

Jake turned his attention from Lo'ak's flattened ears and eye roll to Spider, who raised his eyebrows in anticipation of his punishment. He sighed and thought about the options, "It goes without saying no riding for you, kid. And you're both on marui repair duty for those two weeks."

"Yes, sir..." both boys reluctantly said. Jake took his son by the arm to pull him back towards the marui and back to bed while saying, "And don't think you're sleeping in because you were out late."

"Same for you." Nash agreed as he attempted to do the same to Spider's arm but he recoiled at his touch and rubbed his sore left shoulder. "That hurt? It should. Maybe it'll help get it through your thick skull not to do dumb shit like that."

"Whatever..." Spider said as he turned back towards Hell's Gate with Nash at his side.

"Any time you aren't fixing up the huts, you better have your ass inside. You're on house arrest, Miles. No hanging out with your friends for a month." Nash ordered.

"That's not fair!" Spider said incredulously, whipping his head in his foster father's direction. Jake hadn't said Lo'ak couldn't hang out with him. But he couldn't hang out with Lo'ak or Kiri. Or even go outside? He was going to go insane stuck inside the metal walls and recycled air of Hell's Gate.

"Neither is being woken up in the middle of the night to find out you snuck out to play cowboy. You'll have plenty to do inside. All the labs could use a good cleaning. Now move it before I make it two months." Nash said with extra bite at the end, ignoring the wince in Spider's eyes when he forcibly turned the boy back forward by his sore shoulder and marched him back to Hell's Gate.

#atwow #atwow spider #miles spider socorro #ask me anything

[landograndprix]

I know there have been anons that view Lando and girlie’s relationship so far as just sexual, and I will agree that their txt are normally of a spicy variety but I would like to remind those anons that Lando so far in this relationship has been all about showing up. When girlie was sick, it was Lando that dropped what he was doing to make sure that both her and Z were taken care of. If you’re just interested in sleeping with someone (especially when you’re a f1 driver who could have any girl in a Monaco club) you don’t go through that trouble. When girlie was kicked out, Lando was the one that insisted on her staying at his place. He was out of town, no chance of anything happening. He who’s a high earning young good looking bachelor was more than happy to have his living room turned into a kids playground. He even insisted on it. He’s been the 1st to make sure that girlie is okay with all the flirty/spicy txt (love a consent king) that they’ve been sending and is quick to reassure her that he’s not just with her for the sex, he’s happy to just watch her work. I don’t think people are giving him enough credit, he knows that girlie was done wrong in her past relationship. He’s not expecting her to have no baggage, he’s working within what makes her comfortable and showing that unlike Charles he’s willing to show up for her. This seems very much as an actions speak louder than words moment. Charles was good about saying the right things, and he was even around in the short term; but I think Lando is trying to show both girlie, Z and the rest of the world that he’s around for the good, the bad and the ugly. Right now it seems that girlie is skittish, trying to protect her heart after Charles broke it, maybe even in denial about already being partially in love with Lando. I know Millie made the comment about “does Lando know this isn’t a relationship?” But I’d like to counter that with does girlie know this is a relationship, and that Lando is just letting her believe otherwise. I think that when she finally goes to him, and is willing to admit how she’s feel, there’s going to be this moment of “😐babe, ik 😊” from Lando. Not in an arrogant way, but in a babe you’ve been living in denial for a little bit; but that’s fine I knew for the both of us. Can also see him having a room set up for Z at his apartment, the whole place baby proofed and ready for their visits (and their move in). Absolutely love Millie, I know she jokes about girlie being her mom, but I really think she’ll do girlie a lot of good. To have a friend that really is a ride or die, completely willing to support you, even if they don’t necessarily agree with your choices is so freeing. Bonus points if she ends up with a driver. Would love to see her with Logan. The boy has alway struck me as an introvert, and his last year on the grid I didn’t see him really interact with anyone other than Alex. I would love to get to see Lando take Oscar under his wing, and then Logan b/c of girlie. I would love to see girlie put some of those maternal instincts into Oscar and Logan. Cause can you imagine poor Logan is being pestered into a relationship with Millie and then bullied (lovingly) on international tv by girlie? Forcing him to come to McLaren family dinners. Even when he insists that’s he’s not family. Oh damn this got away from me! Sorry, just love the fic and wanted someone to geek out with. 🧡🧡🧡

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Oh I love the idea of lando just going with the flow and doing things in y/n her pace because he knows life is crazy enough for her and Z already and because he just really wants to be with both of them 🥺

I love the room set up by lando on his apartment for when they come over and now I can't stop thinking about little Z meeting lando his nieces 😭

I think Logan and Millie will be a perfect match! Logan and Oscar go way back too so it's one big family in the end, just imagining them around a big table in their massive french countryside garden having a bbq on a hot summer night 😭

And God, don't apologise, I love it when you guys talk about the fic 😭

[fyodorloveclub]

im all soft for the idea of like raising a kid rn. like yes im going to make you even more of a daddy and you cant stop me. hold my tummy when its getting all big from the baby, go out in the middle of the night to get the food im craving. carry out child to sleep after a long car ride. give little kisses on their scrapes before putting on bandaids. im imagining dazai, getting hurt from work and our child putting paw patrol stickers on his cheek. fyodor reading them to sleep, chuuya using his gravity to tuck our little ones to bed.

so incredibly sexy to me. have my babies and be present in their lives PLEASE

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YES he presses little kisses all over your growing tummy and lays his head on it to feel when the baby kicks 🥺🥺 or they do sweet things for you once you cant do them anymore kfjdjk like shaving your legs or putting on pants or just helping you stand up <3 they take you out to buy maternity clothes when your regular clothes stop fitting and they accompany you to every single doctors appointment no matter what.

(this is more dazai coded) but he's so so proud of his pregnant partner and loves showing them off to everyone but he's also fucking weird abt it kdfjfdkj like touches ur bump and is like "i did that😏" and everyone just sighs

i imagine fedya putting headphones over your belly and playing classical music to try and make the baby like it fdjkjkfkj or playing the cello whenever he can because he wants to expose your kid to as much classical as he can so they can bond over it <3

CHUUYA USING GRAVITY TO TUCK THEM IN PLS i think he would use his gravity skill so much literally just to entertain the kid fjdjfdj like maybe they're rly fussy during bath time or are upset so he distracts them with juggling random things in the air or making himself float fdjkfdkjfdjk but also idk if this would work but him using gravity to take some of the weight off from ur tummy when ur rly far along <3

i truly think all (most) bsd men very capable of being really good dads and husbands and i want all of them to get me pregnant rn

#i have been chewing on the concept for so long i love it #THANK U FOR INDULGING ME #voices in my head #☕️ demon #{ musings; dazai } #{ musings; chuuya } #{ musings; fyodor }

[funsized-panda]

BECAUSE THEY'RE MY BABIES AND I NEED TO SPREAD THE AGENDA ABOUT THEM

LightningStorm hcs? 🥺🙏

HEHEHE YES

SOME NSFW TOPICS MENTIONED!!

they absolutely HATED each other before anything

those mfs wanted to see each other burn

then they realized they were gay

they both denied it for the longest time

Jackson actually was training with Cruz when she brought up Lightning

the look on Jackson's face was so lovesick

Cruz immediately just "omfg you're gay for Mcqueen!"

"No! >:T" (lies)

the third time they raced next to each other, it was intense

even the crowd could feel the tension

after the race they talked (like all racers do, dw)

all anyone saw was them both blushing like mad trying to be cool

eventually they stopped being idiots and went to friends to lovers

they really on that enemies to friends to lovers train and I love thay trope sm

Lightning asked out Storm

Jackson was SO NERVOUS

he almost said no out of pure anxiety

when he told Lightning that later on in their relationship he CACKLED

Also used it to tease Jackson

their first date was super cute tho

they were all dressed up and went out on the town

once they were official everyone was eating it up

Lightning ALWAYS had a hand on Jackson

that man's secret love language is touch and you can't tell me otherwise

during off season the two with go back and forth between their towns

eventually Jackson just moves to RS and just becomes apart of the family dynamic they all have there

they cuddle and watch movies on the nights they're both struggling to sleep

they smoke 🍃 and do the deed

Lightning will sit there taking drags as Jackson sucks him off

the bedroom life is insane for them

Jackson is a WHORE when it comes to things in his mouth

when they're not in the bedroom, he has to have gum, candy, mints, anything to keep him settled

in the bedroom? if Lightning's cock/fingers aren't in his mouth immediately that man will be a full fucking brat

Jackson isn't the only dirty one tho

Lightning loves being called sir/master

he won't be nice if Storm doesn't call him something like that

except daddy is off the table

neither of them like that

Lightning is a whore for Jackson and vice versa

if Jackson wears slightly revealing clothing or his shirt rides up?

it's done. Lightning is pining that mf to a wall and Jackson isn't walking for a good few hours

they love marking each other

Lightning loves when he can leave hickies/bruises all over Jackson. especially bc of the vice grip he has on Jackson's hips during it

Jackson loves it too

Lightning loves when Jackson leaves hickies in return

they both enjoy the idea of people knowing they own each other

if there's ever a race Lightning isn't in, he's in the pit as Jackson's crew chief

that mf has been racing for years. You think he's not gonna let his rookie in on the secrets?

everyone is jealous/angry with Jackson bc he learns all the tricks (old and new) from Lightning and wins basically every race

Cruz is even jealous but not like "wtf i should be winning this!?" its more of a "how did i not know these tricks????"

but she's just happy one of the guys she helped train is getting those wins

anytime one of them wins, they both know it'll be a long night

as soon as they step in the trailer, they're handsy and all over one another

one time in an interview, they got asked if they would adopt kids and they both paled

neither of them want kids

not because they hate them exactly, but it's just not for them

they in turn said they were happy with their golden retriever and black cat back home

they're both basically children anyway

when they first announced the relationship, there was some backlash bc of the age gap

since Jackson is in his twenties and Lightning his forties, people thought it was very... yeah

it eventually calmed down tho and everyone just enjoys the two tho

they bounce off one another like crazy

Lightning is very laid back in public, which gives Jackson the opportunity to be chaotic af

Lightning swears sometimes he'll get gray hairs from Jackson

even jokes about it in interviews

at home it's complete opposite

Jackson is calm and relaxed and Lightning is the one bouncing off the walls

same person, opposite reactions basically

THEYRE END GAME

When Lightning proposes to Jackson, they do it in a private setting

somewhere really nice. like a little forest hideout they found one day that became their favorite spot

they were gonna announce it in style but Lightning slips up

Jackson won a race after almost losing and everyone just heard Lightning basically scream

"THATS MY HUSBAND"

everyone lost their shit

there you go 🥰

if you don't like this then oh well. scroll on pookie

#cars fandom #cars pixar #cars 3 #cars on the road #lightning mcqueen #pixar cars #jackson storm #lightningstorm #THEYRE END GAME #theyre so cute #theyre in love your honor #theyre gay your honor #shut up theyre in love #radiator springs

[creativitysparks4everxoxo]

**TFE Spoilers if you haven't watched S1A & S1B yet**

Been meaning to post this...

Things I want to see in Transformers: EarthSpark S1C

1. A thorough explanation for why the hell Bee has been in hiding for sooooo long, why he went rogue, why Optimus kept his existence a secret from G.H.O.S.T., and why Bee didn't just join G.H.O.S.T. like Elita-1 and Arcee!!!! Please! I need to know!!! WHY WAS BEE ALONE AND IN HIDING FOR SO LONG???! 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

2. Similar to my last point, what's going on with Wheeljack? Is he also rogue, and why hasn't he joined G.H.O.S.T.?? I would also like more info on him and more screentime with him and Twitch! 🥺🥺

Look at them! It's so adorable that Twitch calls him Dad 2! 🥰

3. Random, but I would really like to see Nightshade speak in their alt mode more. I don't know why, I just really want this! Lol we only saw them speak whilst in their alt mode twice, and that was in "Missed Connection" and "Home" I believe. Please give us more talking badass hawk owl protector moments! Actually, just give us more Nightshade moments PERIOD! 🥺

4. More Elita-1 and Arcee scenes with them being absolute badasses!!!!

I love them! ❤️

5. I want to see a Decepticon actually allowed on the Malto family's property without getting tackled to the ground by Bee, or them resorting to following someone home and then secretly spying on their family. Maybe it could be Breakdown that pays Bee a friendly visit and meets his family members (I am hopeful that he is still alive. Oh pleaseeeee let him still be alive! 🙏🏾). Or maybe it could be Tarantulas that pays Nightshade a visit and interacts with their family members. I just really want to see a Decepticon visit the Malto family without malicious intent! 🥺🥺🥺

6. A scene where Arcee uses her gun! I know this is a promo pic, but I actually really want to see her use her gun. It looks so cool! So cool and pink! I really like the design.

7. Agent Schloder standing up to his sister again and becoming more and more aware of how truly evil she and the whole G.H.O.S.T. operation is. Maybe even have him side with the Malto family again like he did in "Security Protocols" to protect them.

8. More Terran fluff and more Terran/Malto Kids fluff! I love fluff! Give me all the sweet, sweet fluff created by drama, angst, comfort, and love! 🥰🤩🤩

9. A wholesome af scene where the Malto Kids and Terrans express their concern for Bee after he regains his strength after the events of "Home". Honestly, I would really love it if the first episode of S1C starts off with Bee sleeping peacefully in a pile of hay with a bunch of pillows, with the Malto Kids and Terrans watching him. And then he slowly wakes up and realizes that he's safe. I REALLY hope the writers don't just do a time jump and skip over Bee being injured from the events of "Home", or the fact that the Malto Kids and Terrans snuck out and went to Philly. I want some Malto Kids/Terrans/Bee fluff, dammit! 🥺🥺🥺🥺

10. I would love to hear Skullcruncher speak. The poor guy has been through A LOT!!! He was working for Mandroid earlier in the series and then later on G.H.O.S.T. was doing experiments on him. 🥺🥺 I want to hear him talk about it! I want to hear him talk about all the fuckery going on with G.H.O.S.T. and what their plans are.

11. Can we please have a Swindle and Hardtop reunion? Pleaseeee?!! I really want him to be reunited with his brother! Swindle did the most trying to find him and we need to see them reunited!!!! 🥺🥺🥺

12. We need to revist those creepy worm/grub looking things that appeared in "Bear Necessities", 'cause that is not something you just skip over. Wtf were those things??! What is their purpose?? Are they infused with Energon?

~That's all for now. I might make more posts if I come up with anything else.

Part 2:

#transformers earthspark #transformers: earthspark #transformers #earthspark #tfe #malto family #obsessed #terran siblings #terrans #malto kids #random #transformers earthspark spoilers #earthspark spoilers #i finished all the episodes can i have more NOW PLEASE? #more episodes please #personal #tf earthspark #tf #explanations please

[sothischickshe]

Up for a discussion question? If we’d gotten a full season three as intended, what would you have expected/liked to see from Beth and Rio?

Hey sweetie, I'm always up for a discussion question danke 🙇🏼‍♀️🥰❤️

I stand by what I said once re what i'd've liked to see from s3, particularly: the full s3 😭😭, whatever their vision for that was, so I could judge it on its own merits!! It remains a very romantic concept to me, bc while I certainly have my issues with other plots in s3 (terrible therapist, donor family, here's a hitman let's give him all our money woo, dean's salesman shenanigans & boring affair with gale etc) the angsty messy sexy brio scenes were soooo delicious 🥺🖤 and then while I understand s4 had a lot to reset from/deal with, s4 (b)rio frequently doesn't make all that much sense to me 🤷🏼‍♀️

but also! i finally started posting a fic which is kinda about that? (rio pov, post s3, eventually very long etc). so im gonna say a lil more (thus warning: minor fic spoilers) behind the cut...

....but this thing keeps moving where i put the readmore?!

how do u make a website this bad. um anyhow

pay-off to the boring dean/gale stuff!! helllooooo beth and dean both sleeping with their bosses?! hilarity goldmine no?!

MORE RHEA. like you can't just introduce a character beth's having a quasi-romance with & rio's presumably had an actual one with, who's seen them both at their softest and uncovered worstnesses, and is surely best placed to comment on say their similarities and then do nothing with it???

beth and rio yelling at each other. surely this was coming??

not ending on that next time empty the clip line (which i don't like) / wrapping up the hitman plot

given the (sudden!) arrival of nick in s4 and depressing rio backstory, i'd've loved some suggestion that rio was like consciously paralleling nick & beth's betrayals of him & considering them as similar and/or that his mentoring of beth had something to do with even the vaguest of plans to extricate himself from nick (plus Revenge) etc

like. acknowledgment and processing of trauma???

weird angsty sex

more brio bar scenes, more brio drinking, more brio laughing (at each other)

if not the furniture return, then at least it being more a topic of conversation...like how wasnt it? beth pitching ideas for earning the return (at least of her kids' stuff??) or rio holding it over her head or at least him going on abt how much he's enjoying her lamps or something!

death divorce. the show held this over our head for far too long. i also like this being decoupled from the brio stuff as much as plausible. beth needs to divorce dean not bc she's interested in rio but bc dean is the worst.

plenty of boland bubbles, that spot lasted abt 0.4 seconds after we sat through all that dean nonsense... we should have at least got rio testing out an empty hot tub cos he doesnt know theyre supposed to have water in or something.

inordinate amounts of brio bickering

ending of hitman/plot consciously paralleling s1 and 2 finales, even if it wasn't literally beth + rio + some man + a gun (ideally with some rationale as to how rio finds said hitman, whether or not that was a reveal of his magical powers)

Incentive Convo Callbacks (also rio vs sushi like a million more times, pls)

scars.

#ty for asking! <3 <3 <3 <3 #nbc good girls #tv #fanfiction #i 4got i have to go find a compooter to edit a half saved draft ask answer...tumblo y r u like this waaah

[silversoulstardust]

Hi! I am an artist, and I like your headcanons and the perception of Lawlu! Can I ask you to share some drawing ideas with me? Do you have a story or a scene with Lawlu that you would like to see in "Art"? I'm sorry for the mistakes, I'm writing through a translator!!(

omg I never thought it’d come a day when someone would ask me this 🥺💕

Umm ok where do I start

1. I absolutely love the idea of law and luffy exchanging hearts using law’s ability so they can feel each other all the time, even when they are oceans apart. luffy gets to feel law’s heart beating fast in his chest despite law playing it cool whenever luffy does something cute. law feeling luffy’s heart jumping in frenzy all day because well — luffy’s AuDHD — and then feeling the beat drop down to a steady pace for an extended amount of time. he can tell luffy is probably sleeping somewhere on sunny-go. it lets law know that luffy is safe whenever they’re apart.

2. another specific one that I love is luffy becoming a subject for medical practice for law and chopper. law teaches chopper about anatomy and physical examination for some orthopedic/surgical problems and luffy volunteers as a subject because law can’t exactly be showing it on chopper (as chopper possesses different anatomy) (and while luffy isn’t exactly the best person to represent normal human anatomy he goes “I wanna play with torao and chopper too!” after he got bored of bothering usopp so law has no choice but to concur). luffy absolutely messes with law. he keeps giggling. (“it tickles, torao!”)

law and chopper are in deep discussion as law holds him at odd angles trying to explain some special orthopedic tests to chopper when it all culminates to a point where luffy steals a kiss on law’s lips and grins from ear to ear as if he just win at some game over it heheh (obviously law gets flustered and speechless as luffy skips away to bother his other crews. robin who was watching over them from the upper deck manages to cover chopper’s eyes in the nick of time lol)

3. big spoon luffy, small spoon law. I said what I said :p

4. I’m a big believer that luffy is gonna grow up big and strong like his grandpa and dad. so yeah. law realizing he has to look up to luffy after a long time of not seeing him would be cute lol

5. luffy being oblivious with his PDA with law in front of boa hancock is a funny thought. poor queen having to witness all that 💔

there’s more but um it’s not safe for kids lol so maybe another post for that. I hope you like it and it inspires you to make more art 💕

#ask chromie stuff #wirtyyy #lawlu #one piece #one piece headcanons #trafalgar law #monkey d luffy #also dont worry about your language english isnt my first language either so it's fine! heheh #chrmz.txt