#I made a piece with WARM COLORS THIS TIME MA

[moralesmilesanhour]

teamwork (makes the dream work...?)

genre: enemies to lovers I guess? I'm bad at these 😭

summary: one week, your usual work partner is absent, so instead you are seated next to a genius with attitude problems. it happens.

wc: ~500

A/N: if i can manage to be consistent for once, this will probably be a series because I haven't done one in a while. pls feel free to leave your reactions in the tags or comments! happy reading 🫶🏾

next see all parts in my masterlist!

Sunlight filtered through the large classroom window. Usually, you'd be seated right by it, letting the rays warm your face in the air-conditioned room.

Not today. Your usual partner was out sick, so you were moved to the back of the classroom. Blocking out the sunshine was the silhouette of a boy you had only seen in the hallways once or twice.

He had deep brown skin, with two neat cornrows cascading down either side of his neck and brushing his shoulders. You also made out an undercut, faded cleanly beneath the braids. There was a case meant for holding glasses sitting at the front of his desk, but no spectacles sitting on his prominent nose. 

The boy was bent over his worksheet already, arm covering the page.

"Hey," you said with a pleasant upturn in your voice. A full thirty seconds passed. He didn't answer, so you try again.

"Um, excuse me-"

"I heard you." 

The boy kept his eyes on his desk, brows knitted together with focus. He was making broad, sharp strokes with his pencil. His elbow moved for a moment, revealing not a sheet of math problems, but a piece of printer paper filled with intricate geometric designs. Precise lines come together to create the form of a caped figure. It has large, mechanical claws and a mask with sharp, wide eyes.

"That's a cool drawing," you commented. The boy's shoulders jumped to his ears as if he'd been caught before dropping back down. He finally looked up from the page and paused. Wide, brown eyes flickered across your face, trying to determine what to make of you.

"Thanks," was all that the boy said before returning to his sketching. It wasn't long before you interrupted him again.

"You not gonna finish your work?"

"I'm already done, that's why Ms. Jones put me back here and let me rock."

Your eyebrows shot up in surprise. 

"Well, excuse the fuck outta me," you muttered to yourself. 

You messed with the sleeve of your royal blue uniform blazer in silence, weighing your options. Ms. Jones wasn't going to let you turn in another incomplete assignment, and this kid couldn't even be assed to say 'hello'. A deep sigh escapes your lips.

"Can I get your name, at least?"

The boy set his pen down with a slam, and looked up at you as if he'd just been asked what color the sky was.

"Morales," he deadpanned, with a slight roll on the 'r'. 

"Which Morales?"

"Miles."

You hummed in slight recognition, having heard the name somewhere before, murmured next to you in passing.

"You Dominican?"

"Puerto Rican."

"Oh, cool."

"M-hm." 

He picked up his pen again and began to twirl it between his pointer and middle finger, but held your gaze. You looked like you were finally about to get to the actual question.

"Well, Morales," you began with a smile.

Here it comes.

"Since you're done, can you help me with-"

"No."

You scoffed, "What's the point of being partners, then?"

Miles had already returned to his original position, scribbling away. He didn't look at you, this time.

"We not partners, ma."

...And so began the longest school week of your life.

#miles morales #spiderman across the spiderverse #across the spider verse spoilers #earth 42 miles morales #earth 42 miles morales x reader #moralesanhour

[1lenii]

Is that my Hair Tie?

42/1610!Miles x F!Reader

basically everytime miles is over, he take something to remember you by when he’s on prowler duties (more often then not a hair tie)

Not really angst(?) but definitely fluff

Reader knows Miles is the Prowler ‼️

Translate the Spanish line Might do another part to this

Enjoy⭐️

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“Miles!! Hey baby, why you over so late?”

(Y/N) was wrapped in a towel seemingly ready to shower as she greeted Miles who was coming in through her window

“Just wanted to spend some time with you before I left for…”

Miles trails off averting your eyes, looking at the feet of your bed frame, while leaning on the window pain in the process.

(Y/N) clicks her tongue in acknowledgement shuffling from her previous spot

“Oh.. lemme shower first, yea?”

“Oh yea go for it” Miles mumbles

Giving Miles a light kiss, she made her way to the bathroom closing the door behind her, few seconds later hearing the water hit the bathtub floor, going down the drain

Miles is left with his thoughts as he scans (Y/N) room, noticing the rhinestone covered headboard

The boxes of Jordan which he bought a while back so they could match

The pile of folded clothes ready to be put away

The way the stuffed animals sit organized on her bed from biggest to smallest

And the jewelry pieces on their respected hangers on her vanity

Out of all of these extravagant things Miles takes particular interest in a hair tie.

A spiral hair tie, the colors of purple and pink melting into 1 with a detachable heart charm

Pushing off the window pane, Miles makes his way to the desk with the Hair tie, carefully grabbing it and slipping it on his wrist which is now dangling in front of his face admiring it

Only breaking out of this trance when he heard the running water shut off, he quickly took a seat on (Y/N) bed

Not long after she comes out of the bathroom refreshed and her nightwear now making her way over to Miles

Taking a seat next Miles, embracing in a tight warm and heartfelt hug

“How long”

“What?”

“How long are you gonna be gone for?”

“..3 days max”

“I’ll miss you oka?”

“Y yo mucho más”

“Estoy enserio Miles, quiero que te cuides”

“I will ma, when have I ever not came back”

“Not presently”

“And never will”

Miles ended the conversation by pressing a kiss to (Y/N) lips, urging her to take comfort in her bed, slipping in with her.

(Y/N) wraps her arms around his torso pressing her forehead against his chest making sure to not let go.

Holding him till the morning.

Till he had to leave.

Till…

⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

*3 days later, Miles came back from his duties as vigilante, and here we have Him and (Y/N) cuddling as soon as she cooked him to eat, now they are in each other embrace on the verge on sleeping*

“Hey Miles”

“Yea..?”

“Is that my hair tie?”

“No…”

“It totally is isn’t it, so you had it the whole time I was looking for it”

“…”

“No fake sleeping you faker” (Y/N) said poking at his face

“Not as fake as that stuffed rabbit you got there” he’s says opening one eye

“Your gotta be nice to mister hopps”

“You named it…”

“Duhh”

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#atsv x reader #miles morales fanfiction #miles morales x reader #miles x y/n #atsv fic #miles 42 #miles g morales x reader #miles morales #miles morales x y/n #miles x reader #1610 miles morales #earth 1610 #earth 42 miles morales x reader #1610 miles x reader #spiderman atsv #spiderman into the spiderverse #atsv #itsv #prowler miles #miles morales prowler #prowler morales #earth 42 miles fluff #atsv fluff #e!42 miles morales #fanfic angst #(?) i think #atsv fanfiction #x reader #prowler earth 42 #prowler x reader

[ghostkeegan]

Mistletoe (König x Fem!Reader)

High school sweethearts AU!

Prompt: Ruthlessly bullied and alone, König had no plans of going to the annual Christmas Dance. But when you knock on his door exclaiming, you’re his date he can’t refuse.

Warnings: Violence, Tooth Rotting fluff. 

An: I CANNOT STAND BEING SHADOWBANNED SO I MADE A SIDE BLOG. I will post here until my account is fixed. Also we need to come up with a name for the big boy that is not his call sign. 

It was normally bad, but today it was ruthless. It seemed his peers knew it was the last day of school before holiday break, because they bullied him ruthlessly. He was never one to back down, almost enjoying the stinging feeling of his split knuckles. He wasn’t caught throwing the punch at the bully. He was grateful for that, but it wasn’t enough to halt his souring mood.

All day he looked forward to going home, just so he could lay down in his bed and read.

So that’s what he did. After school his parents read the signs. They did as they always had, suggesting that they speak to the Headteacher. Yet he was always one to shut it down, he didn’t need anyone fighting his battles, let alone babying him.

That’s why he found it so hard to believe when he heard a quiet knock on his bedroom door. His pet cat meowed at the noise, stretching at his side before purring at the locked door.

“I don’t want to talk right now, Ma.” He mumbled quietly, flipping the page of his book with disinterest. He nearly tossed it in shock when he heard your voice.

“Um, it’s not your mom.” Your voice was small, but it was one that he had heard a dozen times. The two of you were friends, which was always a shock to König. You were popular, excelling in any activity at school while also being exceedingly beautiful. He was lucky to have you as a friend.

He scrambled off his bed, shivering slightly at the loss of warmth. Carefully looking in the mirror, he made sure he didn’t look too much like a slob. He straightened his pajama pants and combed through his hair. He hurried to the door, pulling it open with a confused expression.

“What are you d-” he began to speak, but his words died out on him in a quick instant. He could almost feel his pupils dilate as he took you in.

You had your hair pinned back, a decorative piece just above your hairline that looked like fresh snowdrops. A long dress made of silk hugged your frame, the soft blue color glimmered in the light. You looked absolutely stunning, and König could say the color of his cheeks justified it. “Your parents said I could come in, they seemed a little eager to get me to your room.” You wiggled your eyebrows playfully. He could hear himself gulp loudly as his face reddened more.

“I got something for you,” You extended your arms, he then noticed the bundle of clothes neatly folded in your grasp. A suit. “I had it tailored, I’m sorry it took so long to have done.” He gingerly took the clothes from your grasp, a confused expression crossing his face. “Why do I need a suit?”

“For the Christmas dance tonight, I hope you don’t mind being my date.” You spoke so sweetly it would be a sin if he ever refused. But the constant nagging in his mind would not leave. “Why would you want me as a date?” He asked astonished, you could have anyone in the whole school, why him?

“Who wouldn't want to go with you?” You asked him, König nearly laughed at the question. “A lot of people, actually.” He muttered before gesturing for you to turn around as he got dressed. He hastily put the trousers on before buttoning up the white dress shirt you had for him. He let out a hum when he finished, you approached him, bringing your hands up to his shirt to smooth it over. He blushed as your warm palms brushed over his chest.

“Well, they don’t know what their missing.” Your determined eyes met him, a cheeky smile upon your face as you held out a tie that matched the color of your dress. He nearly melted as you flipped the tie over his shoulders, tying it around him before looping it and tightening it around his neck. “There...” he caught your gaze softening as you took him in.

“You look very handsome.”

It took everything in him not to spontaneously combust right there. This was before you took hold of his tie and pulled him down to you, placing a quick kiss on his flaming cheek.

“Come on! We have some dancing to do.” You chirped excitedly, skipping out his door as his cat meowed mockingly. “Shut up,” König mumbled at the feline, before shaking his head and following after you into the lounge.

You were already speaking excitingly to his mom, a big grin on your face. He halted for a moment, just to admire how simply beautiful you were. “You owe her a dance.” His father spoke from beside him, a small smile on his lips as he pridefully patted his shoulder. “I can do that.” he agreed before making his way across the lounge and helping you into your coat.

“What time do I need to be home?” He asked his parents, but they both gave him a look. “No curfew tonight. Have some fun!” His mother spoke before waving them off.

It was hectic when you arrived at the small park where the dance was being held. Large lanterns illuminated the square among with little propane heaters to keep him and you warm. The area was decorated beautifully, with large wreaths and decorative snowflakes. Christmas music played softly around the area, but König found it hard to admire anything but you.

His heart plummeted as he heard the harsh whispers, some students even pointed at him as he walked pass. He felt a small bit better when you looped your arm around his.

“What are you doing here with this freak?” One of the boys in your grade spoke up from behind him. König felt his heartbeat pick up as you chose to ignore the comment, instead you made your way in the opposite direction, over to the refreshments. Your hand latched onto his, dragging him with you.

“Taking pity on him, huh?” The same boy came up behind you, snatching a glass of glühwein with a smirk. Your face burned red in anger, you looked as if you were ready to lunge. König noticed the signs, his hand wrapped around your waist to hold you back. “It’s not worth it...” he mumbled.

The boy’s gaze shifted to you with a sneer. “You’re right. It’s not worth it. It makes since that she is with you. A perfect match, a freak and a slut.”

Whatever anxiety he was feeling diminished in a short moment. He released his arm from around your waist, rounding on the boy who had been stupid enough to insult you in front of him. Quicker than a blink he grabbed the boy’s collar, his feet leaving the ground as König lifted him up. “If you ever... ever talk about her like that in front of me it will be the last thing you ever do.” He growled, wanting nothing more than to pummel him into the ground.

The boy tried to wiggle out of his grasp, splashing his glass of glühwein down the front of König’s shirt. König lifted him higher, ignoring the soaking feeling. He heard the boy whimper in fear, oddly enough filling him with satisfaction. He released him hard, the boy nearly fell on his ass as he ran away.

König glanced down at his red stained shirt before sheepishly turning back to you.

“I’m sorry.” He mumbled, knowing his anger had gotten the best of him and had ruined the shirt you had bought him. A simple giggle left your lips, expanding into a full laugh. “What’s so funny?” He questioned, a small smile tracing his lips at the sound of your laugh.

“That was amazing!” You praised, reaching for his hand and dragging him away from the table. The two of you caught several stares due to König’s stained shirt and your small frame tugging him to the square. You turned to face him, a strange look in your eyes.

“Well, are you going to dance with me, or not?” You teased, watching his face flush as he sheepishly twined your fingers together. He held his other hand awkwardly around your middle, just above your waist. With an amused huff you took hold of his wrist, moving it lower to the dip in your hip. He gently squeezed the flesh with the pads of his fingertips.

Your hand clutched onto his shoulder. One could say the two of you looked ridiculous, with König being so much taller and crouched. But to the two of you, it was perfection. König even began to hum a Christmas tune softly as he twirled you around.

The night went smoothly after that. You had danced for a couple of songs and laughed until your cheeks hurt. Even König was content with himself after such a shitty day.

But what cemented the night as one of his favorites was when he dropped you off at home. It was dark, and only the street lights illuminated the area. You had your hand firmly wrapped around his. His thumb was softly tracing circles around the soft spot of your wrist.

You both made your way to the door, reluctant of letting the night end. “Thank you for being my date.” You turned to him, a happy look on your face. König’s eyes softened as he studied your features. He wanted nothing more than to kiss you in that moment, with your cheeks flushed from the cold and your soft lips stained from wine.

You craned your neck, glancing at the sneakily placed mistletoe above the archway of your door. Your parents must have put it there as a joke. König followed your eye line, cheeks flaming as he glanced at the mocking plant.

Mustering up some courage, likely from the wine, König wrapped an arm around your waist. “Well, it’s tradition, isn’t it?” He asked, leaning down closer to you until he could feel your halt of breath.

“Certainly…” you winked, before allowing your eyes to flutter shut pleasantly. König’s lips met yours shyly, but to this day, it remained your favorite kiss the two of you shared.

#cod #konig #call of duty #modern warfare #König #König x reader

[jessysapphireblue]

One Piece Advent Calender Door 24

Door 24: Christmas Eve

Morning dawned at the Cabin, everyone awake, some still sleepy but the others mostly awake. “So is it Christmas?”, asked Chopper. “No, tomorrow. Today is Christmas eve. The day before the actual feast”, explained Robin. “Perhaps we should go to the Sunny. I fetch us some nice warm breakfast there”, admitted Sanji.

“One ham sandwich for me”, Luffy raised his arm happily sanji and Nami smirking with his back to him before they walked out. Nami brought the key back and you all went to town.

“WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?!”, Usopp screamed as he saw the sheer mass op people. “Christmas Eve. Today the last things are gonna be bought, stuff picked up and then they all go home, spending time with their friends and family”, you admitted with a soft smile. “Christmas is crazy”, admitted Zoro with a loud yawn. “Just like us, so it´s perfect”, you admitted and Jinbe, Brook and Luffy laughed.

Once back on the Sunny, you helped Sanji prepare breakfast before you all st down. “Now, dig in”, the cook said as ”...where is the meat?”, asked Luffy. “Today is no meat”, said Nami. ”...what do you mean?” “As we stated yesterday today gives no meat. At all”, smirked Sanji. The color from Luffy drained as he collapsed on the table, sliding off his chair to the ground. “A bit drastic, don´t you think?”, admitted Usopp.

“my meat...I want my precious meat” “Tomorrow”, said Sanji. “So what will we eat tonight?”, asked Zoro. “Fish”, you smiled and Usopp looked happy. “Fish, really?!” “Yes” “With a super burger!” “Also no burger. Contains meat”, said Nami and the Cyborg was all stiff. “Like nothing at all?!” “Nothing at all”

Nami and Sanji clearly enjoyed the torture of the crew. “What about dessert?”, asked Chopper. “Well, I´ve never seen or heard of a dessert with meat so-” The doctor breathed out, which made you chuckle. “Luffy, come on and eat”, you said. “MA MEAT!”, he began to whine. “Yohohoho, Luffy-san is depressed” “You survive one day without meat”, admitted Sanji. “Je, pls. Meat”, Luffy robbed to you, his head now in your lap, looking so broken at you.

You inhaled and looked forward, contine to eat. “JE! Look at me! Don´t you care if I die!? I thought you love me!!!” “I do, hun”, you looked at him and were meet with THE MOST KICKED PUPPY EYES. “NO!”, Nami used her staff to smack Luffy from your lap.

At the end, he ate the stuff, still sad about his non meat. You helped Sanji in the kitchen, preparing most of the stuff for tomorrow, as well for tonight. While everyone got something else to do, Luffy rested on your bed, along with Soma, Looking at your wish list. “No meat...I won´t survive today” Your dragon nudged him, giving him a few licks on his cheek that made him smile. “Thanks!”, he beamed. ”...So HUNGRY!!!!”, he whined out, holding his growling stomach. looking at him, Soma took off.

You soon came with a big bowl into your room, his stomach sounded like it was dieing. “I heard you´re hungry” “YES! I demand my meat!” He said and you sat next to his legs. “Well, I have no meat but food” Directly he sat up and looked at the bowl. “What is this?” “toasted bread cubes with butter. You can have all if you want” “JE!”, hugging your waist, you laughed. “You still love me!” “Of course I do. I always do. So, you want-” It was taken from your grasp and Luffy began to munch on them, a content smile on his lips.

Evening soon arrived and the table was fully decked with stuff, from fish to mashed potatoes, cabbage and different little things to snack on. And as Sanji sat down, all began to take food, eating and smiling, and even Soma ate with you. “This feels like a real family gathering”, admitted Franky. “Yes, it does”, you smiled and saw how Luffy ate so much, you were sure he would burst. “The fish is nice”, smiled Usopp happily. “I like the peaches!”, beamed Chopper. “All this stuff is nice!”, smiled Franky.

It was just after dinner, the sun long gone and all of you went outside, faint music was heard from the town, and you all just admired the scenery, snowflakes softly falling around the ship. “What is that?”, asked Zoro and motioned with his head under the tree. “Why, chistmas presents” “PRESENTS?!”, Luffy, Chopper and Usopp leaped to them. “TOMORROW!” Nami and Sanji kicked them hardly while the rest laughed. “So...can I have meat?”, Luffy asked you, arms around your waist and you sighed with a smile. “Ha~ Fine. I make you something” He beamed brightly, tugging you away from the others.

#luffy #luffy x oc #luffy x reader #luffy x y/n #monkey d. luffy #one piece #straw hat luffy #anime and manga #straw hat pirates #straw hat crew #one piece zoro #roronoa zoro #sanji #usopp #nami #straw hats #op nami #cat burglar nami #one piece nami #op usopp #one piece usopp #god usopp #ussop #vinsmoke sanji #black leg sanji #one piece sanji #chopper one piece #tony tony chopper #devil child nico robin #nico robin

[warlordfelwinter]

maprico

narin has valid questions about his tenno friend

~1k

[ao3]

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The sun was setting over the plains, bathing Cetus in warm golden light. The market still hummed with sounds—a chorus of voices and laughter, bells and chimes tinkling in the breeze, loud calls of animals, the soft strum of music. The air smelled of the sea, of meals being cooked, of fresh fish and incense and spices. A perfect, peaceful evening, before night fell and the Eidolons began their mournful howls.

Not that the Eidolons would break the peace for Narin. He had grown up falling asleep to their cries, safe within the Unum’s embrace. The night would likely be far less peaceful for the Tenno who sat next to him in the scrubby grass, overlooking the market. They would be leaving the wall after dark, going out to hunt the massive sentients.

Narin couldn’t imagine why anyone would want to do such a thing. He’d seen an Eidolon from a distance once and that was close enough for him. It was hard, looking at Juno, to reconcile the youthful face and stature with someone who could take down a beast of that size. But they were a Tenno. The warframe that knelt motionlessly behind them was proof enough of that. The warframe that Narin had thought was the Tenno for the longest time. But the Tenno were children. Younger than Narin and yet infinitely older.

Millennia… Another difficult thing to believe about Juno. If he looked past their luminous eyes and the marring of their somatics, they looked like any other teen. They looked the same age as him. And yet they’d been alive during the Orokin Empire. Something that was just distant history to Narin. Stories he’d been told.

They’d been in stasis, the way they told it. When they were controlling their warframe, they were on a ship, far from here, their body held in stasis while their mind roamed. They could leave it now, as evidenced by their presence next to him, and it made Narin wonder if they aged when they were outside.

He wondered about a lot of things, with Juno. At the moment, as he watched Juno idly scratching the ears of the kubrow that dozed in their lap, he wondered about food.

Narin popped a small piece of rubad into his mouth, chewing. He’d brought a plate up here with him, with sliced fruit and nuts and cheese, drizzled with spiced honey. It had clearly been meant to be shared and yet Juno hadn’t touched any of it. Maybe they were just being polite about food they didn’t like, but Narin wondered…

“Do you eat?”

Juno blinked and looked at him. “What?”

“Do you eat?” Narin repeated. “You know, like food.” He put a piece of cheese into his mouth, demonstrably.

“I know what food is,” Juno said, frowning, and decidedly not answering Narin’s question.

“So that’s a no…?” he asked, slowly.

They looked away, color rising to their cheeks. “It’s… a… I don’t know,” they said.

“You don’t know?” Narin asked, laughing. “How do you not know??”

“I mean, I don’t,” Juno said, looking at him again. “I don’t eat. I don’t remember… ever… eating, but I must have at some point… before…”

Narin rested his chin on his hand, looking at them curiously. “So your… stasis thing keeps you… full?” he guessed.

“I suppose so,” Juno said. “I’ve never thought about it.”

“So… can you eat?” Narin asked. “If you wanted to.”

Juno stared at him for a moment, thinking. “I… don’t know,” they said, eventually.

Narin picked up a piece of maprico and slowly held it up in front of Juno’s face, watching those unsettling glowing eyes briefly cross to focus on it before returning to Narin’s face. He waggled the piece of fruit enticingly.

“You should find out.”

Juno held his gaze for a moment before they took the fruit. With an amount of caution that was almost comical, they opened their mouth and placed it inside. Almost immediately, their eyes widened slightly and a soft noise of surprise escaped their throat. They chewed slowly, their expression slowly morphing from one of surprised pleasure to increasing distress.

“Mm!—mmrmh!—why does it burn?!” they managed to demand after swallowing. They doubled over, coughing, and Narin burst out laughing. The spice of the honey was quite mild for Ostron standards, but for someone who hadn’t eaten in millennia…

Juno glared at him, which only made him laugh harder.

“Sorry, sorry,” he giggled. “Here, the cheese helps—”

“No,” Juno said, batting his hand away. “I think I’m done with food.”

“Ai yo! Behold the mighty Tenno, defeated by a piece of spicy fruit,” Narin declared. “We are all doomed.”

Juno stuck their tongue out at him and then disappeared, dissolving into light and being pulled backward into their frame. They shifted and stood, Nezha’s figure moving as naturally as if it was Juno’s own body.

Narin glanced at the sky, realizing it had gotten dark as they’d been sitting here. “Time for the hunt?” he guessed.

They nodded. As if on cue, the ululation of an Eidolon split the quieting air.

“Sho-lah. Good luck. I’ll make harpu for you next time.”

“Like I’m going to trust you about food again,” they said, voice synthesized and strange coming through Nezha.

“That one’s a drink,” Narin said.

“Whatever.” They shifted back and step and then launched off the overlook, twisting mid-air and flipping, landing on a roof and sprinting lightly along cords and fabrics, hardly seeming to touch anything before they were jumping again, impossibly agile. Their kubrow dutifully ran down the hill and chased after them.

Narin waved, watching until they were out the doors, and then dropped back onto the grass, looking up at the darkening sky. He reached blindly for the plate and grabbed a piece of fruit, dropping it into his mouth and chewing, savoring the warmth of the spices. He snorted to himself.

“Some killing machine.”

#gonna start posting all my bullshit to ao3 again #that's what it's there for #i just forget #anyway i was wondering this myself about the tenno yesterday #like DO they eat #CAN they #how fucked is their digestive system after the void and being in stasis constantly #or whatever is going on with their bodies when they're in their frames #which must be some kind of stasis if they served the orokin for however long and never aged #warframe #fic #oc: juno #oc: narin

[aliceindaisychains999]

A Celebration for Mrs.Nightingale🎉🎁🎉🎂

Modern AU! Nikolai x Valena Oneshot

A/N: A long-awaited, very much belated birthday gift for a friend. I’m so sorry this was long overdue. But now this has finally arrived, I hope it can still make you smile @shinmiyovvi

“Shhh! Be quiet, малыш!”

Val heard Nikolai arguing with a cardboard box the moment she came home from work. There were scratching sounds coming from it, sliding on the hardwood floor closer to her past Nikolai’s gentle hold on the box.

He nervously laughed. “Hello, my love. How was work today?”

Valena raised an eyebrow and smirked at him. “It’s been fine but I want to know what you’re up to this time.”

“Close your eyes, Valena.” Nikolai said, ushering her over to the couch in the living room to sit next to her. She closed her arms and felt a furry weight pressuring on her lap. Little nails were pawing at her shoulders. When she opened her eyes, Val was greeted by the tiniest Shiba she had ever seen! She gasped out of shock, and turned to her beloved. “Nikki!” She cried. The puppy interrupted her with kisses, making her giggle and try and hide her face behind her hands. The puppy was round and fluffy. Her fur color was a warm, toasted brown and she wearing a leather brown collar with a small gold bell.

Nikolai smiled heartily, with his blue eyes shimmering with pride. “Happy birthday, my dearest Valena.” He opened his arms for her to enter his embrace and kissed her on the top of her head. He felt a tug at his sweater sleeve. Looking past the forest green knitting was a fiery little shiba biting his sleeve and growling. “No no, don’t do that!” He gently scolded the puppy, hoping he’d let go. “Everybody want a piece of Nikolai, huh?” Nikolai sighed. Valena laughed at his joke.

“What should we name him?”

“блин, I don’t know. You deserve the honors of naming them.”

“Maybe we can think about it later? I was hoping we could make a birthday dinner at home. We can also keep an eye on the puppy that way!”

Nikolai nodded. “Good idea. Maybe we can start with some siopao, да?

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The rest of the night in the Belinski/Villanueva household was a fun celebration. The two worked hard in the kitchen to create a hefty, wholesome meal together. It was her favorite part because of the moment in which Nikolai held her from behind and slowly swayed in the kitchen as they waited for them to finish steaming. Every task, their hands constantly touched and bumped into each other. Half the time this was on purpose. Later on, everyone was spent playing games together and plans were made to go on a weekend camping trip with some friends in the future (and yes our little pupper friend would be coming too). Eventually, The name was decided to be Hazuki.

All of these moments lead to Valena sitting at the table by her birthday cake. It was funfetti flavor and decorate with rich, vanilla buttercream. It was pink with a purple border of frosting framed at the edges and topped with fondant flowers. All whom she held dear was invited over for cake. She was reminded of how loved she was. Nikolai, Takeo, Dempsey, Richtofen, her family and even Dr.Maxis came over with his partner Sophia and daughter Samantha. Everyone huddled around Val in the dining room as they filled the quiet home with an ocean of voices.

🎶Happy birthday to you!

Happy birthday to you!

Happy birthday dear Valena,

Happy birthday to youuu!🎶

“And many mooore!~” Dempsey chimed in. Valena couldn’t believe it. She was so honored all she could do was stare at the candles wavering their flames for a little while, just to savor this moment. She closes her eyes and made her wish. I wish for more blessings to come to me and my family. Val takes a deep breath and blows out the candles, with everyone cheering and eager for a slice a cake.

Valena’s heart felt like it grew 10 times it size within that moment. “Thank you everyone for coming. You all have a special place in my life!” Val said, with joyful tears brimming her eyes.

“Why, of course!” Maxis nodded.

“You’re our family!” Takeo smiled.

“There is someone else I want to thank.” She got up and waltzed over to the other side of the room, where Nikolai stood. Everyone’s eyes followed the young woman as she wrapped her arms around his torso. He had planned this all for her. “You have the most important place in my heart, Nikolai.” “I love you.” He said, before the two exchanged a loving kiss. Everyone awwed in support.

“WAIT!” Richtofen raised his hand in the air. “Excuse me but… does anyone else hear bells coming from somewhere?”

A subtle jingling sound could be heard. Everyone turned their heads and freaked out. “HAZUKI, NOOOOO!” Sure enough, little Hazuki was on the table licking the frosting off of the cake and nibbling a few chunks of the cake. Nikolai had to pick Hazuki up and fussed over her like a baby. “Oh, you are going to be tiny terror!” Granted, everyone was able to have a slice ahead of time. But Nikolai knew there would definitely be no savoring leftovers now. Valena sighed and looked at Hazuki. “Looks like we have a lot to work on as pet parents.” Hazuki yipped and wagged her tail as if stealing the spotlight was no problem.

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[s-o-n-de-r]

Crown The Empire

05.31.22 | Marquee Theater | Tempe, AZ

Written and photographed by Brian Andersen

If you’re anything like me, there’s a part of you that’s about a decade old that will thank you for checking out this tour. Crown the Empire, accompanied by Destroy Rebuild Until God Shows, The Word Alive, and Until I Wake, kicked off the 10 year anniversary tour of The Fallout in Albuquerque at the end of May and stopped at Marquee Theater in Tempe, AZ on the 31st. From start to finish Marquee was packed with energy, nostalgia, and anticipation. The crowd was electric. There were multiple walls of death-s? and a circle pit that extended past the sound booth. The crowd was here for it just as much as the artists that have been there for them since their not-a-phase.

It’s okay if you haven’t heard of Until I Wake until now. This relatively new four piece metalcore band from New York made their debut in 2020. There’s been a lot going on since then. But now that you know, you know. They have a really cool sound that will make a welcomed addition to any playlist featuring the other artists on this tour. They set the tone for the rest of the show and ensured the crowd was well warmed up for homecoming band, The Word Alive. This band from Phoenix is clearly not only at home in this city, but on stage as well. Performing fan favorites like Why Am I Like This? and Trapped, they did not leave fans disappointed. None of these bands did, as a matter of fact. The Word Alive frontman, Tyler Smith couldn’t get enough of the crowd and even made an appearance during the DRUGS set. The last time I saw DRUGS perform live was at Warped Tour 2011, just after their only studio album dropped. The band’s lineup has changed since then, but that didn’t stop those 11 year old songs from resonating. Though they have only one album, they’ve been recently releasing singles. Despite the crowd’s seeming unfamiliarity with their recent work, they surprised singer Craig Owens when he was teaching the crowd participation part of Outcasts vs Everyone. “Wow, that was actually on key! It’s okay to sing out of key if you guys sing a little louder,” he exclaimed. The crowd definitely sang louder. The audience and the bands were in their element.

Then the stage was cleared. With each band’s exit, a little bit more of the stage opened up. Until the curtains obscuring the props were pulled. A new image in back replaced the last under cover of shadow, but not so discreet as to not build hype from the crowd. A familiar, warm colored image with a silhouetted couple in embrace framed by the remains of a collapsed city recalled memories a decade old. “And in a flash came the flood” of energy as the band entered and the lights cut on. Smoke created an atmosphere. The band set the tone and the speakers commanded the crowd to move. Crown the Empire has always had a theatrical flair about them which aids the story telling of their songs. It also allows for a lot of really cool moments on stage. Lead vocalist, Andrew Rockhold, possessed the crowd as only a thespian could. These dudes wear showmanship like it was woven into their clothing. But more than theatrics, a great show is marked by how much fun the artists are having on stage. This was, in fact, a great show. This may have been aided by the local cannabis legislation. Naturally, they played plenty of classic tracks from The Fallout, but there were also some surprises in there for fans who have kept in touch throughout the years. Like I said. 10 years ago you will thank you for catching this tour.

You can buy tickets here and check out remaining dates below.

United States:

06.17 // Elevation @ The Intersection // Grand Rapids, MI

06.18 // The King of Clubs // Columbus, OH

06.20 // Mr Small’s Theater // Millvale, PA

06.21 // The Opera House // Toronto, ON, Canada

06.22 // Gramercy Theater // New York, NY

06.24 // Reverb // Reading, PA

06.25 // Paradise Rock Club // Boston, MA

06.26 // Baltimore Soundstage // Baltimore, MD

06.28 // The Masquerade // Atlanta, GA

06.29 // The Orpheum // Tampa, FL

07.01 // White Oak Music Hall // Houston, TX

07.02 // South Side Music Hall // Dallas, TX

07.03 // Vibes Event Center // San Antonio, TX

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[fois-aftertime]

HER LIFE.

PHASE I.

Roots of life continuous fragments.

Jessamin Amani and Zaky Hassan, the lovebirds who always became the talk of the town by the media coverage. Jessamin is a Malaysian actrees who has successfully made her way onto the worldwide stage, while Zaky is a writer whose name has been reckoned within the realm of literary the moment he published his first work. The two were brought together into wonderful encounter by the help of Zaky's close friend who happened to be Jessamin's cousin. Their names had been staving in every headline for the entire week when they delightfully announced their marriage, for the wedding itself was wonderfully held in Kuching, Malaysia, which was only attended by close relatives.

From their marriage, a daughter named Emina Hildtruida was born. The girl brilliantly combined the softness of her mother's face with the firm figure of her father to create such an alluring face that combined the features of both her parents. Even though everything seems like a fairy tale that has a happily ever after, the story behind Emina's life was not full of her parents affection. Both her father and mother rarely had time for Emina, therefore little Emina spent much of her time with Nini, her grandmother on her mother's side.

PHASE Il.

The sky she glanced turned into shades of grey.

Up until the point where the result of having little opportunity to talk even though they had been living under the same roof together for four years, Zaky and Jessamin legally got divorced.

After their divorce, the child custody fell into Zaky's hands. However, Nini once forbid Emina from leaving the house. After the neverending argument, Zaky decided to allow Emina to stay in Nini's house over weekend until her father came to pick her up at Monday after the sunset.

A year has passed, because Zaky has a big project in a neighboring country, Indonesia. With a heavy heart, he had to bring Emina to move to Indonesia. The sudden departure that Emina thought was only temporary turned out to be way longer than what she expected.

Her thoughts were dashed along with reality that seemed to knock on her tiny head. Her father has another woman he swooned Kanayu, the woman he knows through a proiect he runs. Of course Emina was disappointed because her father always said that only Emina would remain as his priority. But then, the promise was broken.

PHASE III.

She's starting to feel the warmth of freshly-brewed tea.

Kanayu, a woman with a smile that is always plastered enchantingly over her face, no wonder her father likes her much. According to Emina, Kanayu's smile was as warm as freshly-brewed tea. Kanayu has 2 daughters, Ambaregi Rukma and Arnawama Ghania. Ambaregi or who is often called Egi is one year older than her, while Ghania is a year younger than her.

In 2001, the presence of the youngest sister added a new color into their family life. Abigail Helda or who is oftenly being called as Abel, seemed to be the remaining piece of a puzzle that completed everything in their family.

PHASE IV.

Door with thousands of light behind.

Her wishful relationship with her mother is still going well despite the fact that the two of them rarely meet on daily occasions. Her mother still remains relevant in the acting industry at her age, although she's no longer considered as young, but because of her mother, Emina's name has been mentioned in every media several times.

Emina was raised only with all the kind and sweet words. As she is growing up, she also made sure of her choice to study at a public university, the University of Indonesia, majoring in Indonesian Literature. After earning her Bachelor's degree, Emina continued her Masters degree at Zhejiang University majoring in Journalism.

While pursuing her education, Emina published her first children's book and established herself to focus her career on the literary world iust like her father. Emina returned to her own country after completing her education, publishing her works while maintaining a book cafe business owned by the late Aunt Eri, which is not too far from her house.

Now, underneath a new roof, stepping on a strange land, and being in a warm family had never crossed in Emina's mind. At least she won't be waiting at the entrance of her house with empty hopes, because she's sure, behind there, someone will open the door with the same feeling of love and other beautiful emotions.

[hayalovay]

CHAPTER ONE

Lo'ak heaved another weapons case onto the back of his father's Ikran, tying knot after knot to secure it. The small fire lit in the center of their cave crackled in the Hallelujah Mountains and casted flickering shadows all over the rocky walls. The animal was warm under Lo'ak's palm, its breath great enough to shake his bones. Its skin glimmered. He fished out some meat from a tied sack and dragged his arm down the neck of the beast, clicking his tongue. The Ikran shook in anticipation.

"That's a good boy," Lo'ak said. He held out his offering and the great mouth lapped it up, leaving nothing behind as it sliced the slab into pieces with its razor sharp teeth.

"Aren't those our rations," Kiri asked, her arms full of things she had to tie to her own Ikran. Lo'ak shrugged and told her that their father had overpacked–as per usual–and that taking a bit wouldn't hurt anyone.

"Isn't that right, Toruk?" The beast let out a huff that blew through Kiri's hair. She sighed.

"Just don't let dad see, I guess." Lo'ak looked over to his father at the other end of their camp, whose head was down with hands finalizing a seat made especially for Neteyam.

"He's too busy to notice," he said.

Jake pulled hard on the leather ropes that wrapped around either side of the wicker chair to ensure that they would not come loose. His eyes scrutinized every inch of it, leaving nothing up for error. Neteyri watched him and eyed the tightness in his jaw. She placed a slender hand on his shoulder.

"It is enough, Ma Jake." He shook his head.

"It's going to be a long journey. I have to make sure it'll last," he said. Neteyri bent down and placed her forehead against his temple. Jake closed his eyes, focusing on the soothing pressure of the gesture.

"We will not know until we are out there. If it breaks, we will fix it."

Dawn began to stream in through the mouth of their cave. Kiri finished fastening the last of their things and Lo'ak looked out into the sky, watching the colors seep into the morning. He was going to miss this. The sound of the waterfalls, the cries of wild Ikrans... His Omaticaya brothers and sisters scattered through the mountains and a short flight away... He wondered if the rest of his life would be like this – returning home only to leave it again so soon.

"It's sad, I know," Kiri said from behind him. He turned to her, catching the tears in her brilliant green eyes. Usually he did not show much affection towards his siblings. He got on Kiri's nerves more often than the times they got along, but this was a great sadness that was shared. A hug was in order. He walked to her and brought her into one. After a moment, he pulled away.

"I'll wake the others." Wiping her eyes, Kiri nodded and let him go.

Tuk tucked her head beneath the cloth and Timi's tail whipped at Lo'ak's hand as he tried to wake them from their sleep. Mumbles from the both of them begged for ten more minutes, no, five more minutes and their ears twitched tiredly. With a mischievous grin, Lo'ak grabbed hold of their cloth and ripped it from them in a single yank. The two cried out at the nip of the cold air.

"Lo'ak, no!" Tuk whined, eyes still half-closed while she attempted to grab the cloth back. Laughing, Lo'ak held it up over his head.

"It's time to hit the road, guys." The two continued to gripe until Neteyri came to Lo'ak's rescue.

"Children," she warned. The two exchanged glances, then sighed in resignation. Lo'ak passed the cloth to his mother–they were her problem now–and walked over to Neteyam's mat.

"Te. Te get up, we're about to go," he said. He gently shook his brother's bare shoulder. Neteyam's lids smoothly slid up, as though he hadn't really been sleeping. Lo'ak frowned. Neteyam's thoughts were racing so fast that his irises went back and forth to keep up.

"Do you... Do you really think that the Olangi can help me?" Lo'ak looked over at his brother's legs, limp beneath the cloth. Out of all the clans, they were headed for the Olangi first as they had been all over Pandora; their collective knowledge of both the Na'vi and the planet was so vast that at times, they themselves could not keep up. They would be sure to know all the remedies that laid beneath the sun. The bullets really did their damage, but their mother still had hope that it could be reversed. If their mother hoped, Lo'ak felt it meant that healing was possible.

"If there's anyone who can, it's them," Lo'ak said. His brother looked up at him in doubt and he had to fight to hide the guilt that sat in his stomach.

"Okay. Help me up," Neteyam said. He stretched his arms out and Lo'ak grabbed hold of his wrists, gently pulling his upper body. Meanwhile, Jake was strapping the wicker seat to the back of Toruk. Kiri quickly went to help Lo'ak lift Neteyam up the way they'd been taught: grab onto each other's forearms to create a seat, support Te's back with the other hand, and let him balance himself with an arm around both of your shoulders. At first they struggled, but now it was almost second nature to the three of them. They brought Te up to Toruk and Jake gingerly took him, sitting him down on the wicker seat. Te's legs dangled on either side of the beast, his back against the make-shift chair. Jake took the leather ropes and looped them around Te and the chair over and over.

"That's a little tight, dad," Te said as he tied the final knot.

"Better safe than sorry, kiddo," he winked.

Lo'ak heaved Timi up onto his Ikran and hopped on behind him. The boy sleepily let himself fall flat against the Ikran's neck, his arms wraping tight around it.

"Wake me up when we get there," he grumbled. Lo'ak made the bond with his braid and flapped the Ikran's wings.

"Sullys, ready?" Jake called out. He glanced behind him on either side while they all yipped in reply. Then, one after the other, they launched themselves out of the cave, diving down into the misty clouds below before catching the wind beneath their wings, and glided towards the Olangi's usual path around Pandora.

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Day 7: Frosted Windows

(Magdalene Tivoree belogns to @chrono-vi )

The chilling winter of Aegilstine was nice and pristine. The trees seemed to be frozen in time, despite the lack of snow. Though a chilly breeze still swept through the streets. Nyxella had a warm green scarf wrapped around their neck. While there wasn’t snow, the chilly breeze mixed with the smell of the ocean was a nice replacement.

Nyxella often missed the snowy nights of Dragonspyre.. But over their time here they began to appreciate the difference of winter between the two cities. The chill breeze was relaxing here.. You needn’t dress in too many layers. But the snow of dragonspyre was.. Beautiful. 

But there was something here that made Nyxella’s time more bearable. They stopped as they saw her, a woman with peach colored hair waiting on a bench. Humming quietly as she was wearing earmuffs and a scarf. A heavier dress with a coat overtop it to keep herself warm.

Nyxella’s heart skipped a beat as they stepped closer, and raised their hand to both greet and get her attention.

“Ma-Magdalene!” Nyxella stammed, and their face only turned more flush because of it. As she turned to look at them a smile spread across her face. She chuckled and ushered them over.

As Nyxella sat down on the bench next to Magdalene she just smiled. “I was wondering if you had forgotten. Did something happen?”

“A-Ah.. o-one of the golems.. Ma-m-malfunctioned.. Had to clean..” Nyxella repositioned their scarf, trying to hide their flushed face. “S-Sorry if it’s c-c-cold..”

“Oh no it’s fine!” Magdalene said.. And quickly reached into a basket between them. Nyxella stared for a moment, and watched her pull out two small cups. She handed one to Nyxella, and as they looked down they realized it was hot chocolate. “I came prepared~!”

She then pulled out a small baking sheet covered up. She removed the wrappings to reveal a baklava. Freshly baked by the looks of it.

“Y-You really di-” He was hushed by Magdalene holding out a piece of the treat to them. They awkwardly take it, confused.

“Hush! You wanted to hang out right? I just thought I’d bring something to eat!” She just smiled, and Nyxella awkwardly gave one back. “So, is this all you want to do?”

“A-Ah! N-No! I! U-Um.. L-Let me just-” Nyxella reached into their coat trying to pull something out.. Eventually they draw out a small tree branch.. A peach tree’s to be specific. “J-Just um.. W-watch..?”

As he does Maggie leans in close, already a bit curious. “Are you going to do some magic??” She asked, giddiness starting to rise up.

“W-Well.. I-I.. w-wanted to have a bit of h-h-home..” Nyxella tapped the tip of the wand on their palm, and then pointed it forward.. At first, nothing really happened. 

“...Nyxie?” Maggie asked, but stopped.. A snowflake falling on her nose. As she gazed up she saw just a small spot around them.. Snow began to fall. Her eyes started to sparkle as she just looked up at the small crystals of ice floating down. 

Nyxella coughed quietly, and just stared.. The snow starting to pile up around them slowly. “I-I hope you d-d-don’t m-mind.. Just-”

“It’s BEAUTIFUL~!” Magdalene shouted, catching Nyxella off guard. “I didn’t know you could do this!”

“A-Ah.. w-well I thought it’d.. Be a nice backdrop to just.. Enjoy the day..?” Nyxella started to mutter, and Magdalene only smiled at them. She looked back up to the sky, watching the snow gently fall. Nyxella doing the same.

“..Thanks for inviting me to spend time together Nyxie.”

“N-No problem Magd-”

She was quick to cut them off. “Maggie, you can just call me maggie.”

“...Maggie.. Okay..!” Nyxella chuckled a bit, smiling as they both gazed up into the snowy sky.

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[4chtungb4by]

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[tsukuyohmi]

°✿ sleepless nights ⬎

nsfw fushiguro megumi x bttm male!reader

fem aligned and minors dni, i do check and you will be blocked

includes: light dumbification, slight praise and slight degradation, rough sex, light breath play, overstimulation

constant, restless shifting rouse the dark haired sorcerer from his hazy, half baked dreams while pulling a tired groan from his lips. he tiredly pushed himself up into a seated position with limbs that felt close to bricks, eyes squinting open as the haze of sleep left his brain only for his gaze to settle on his boyfriend.

his boyfriend that had is phone at full brightness as he played some game and squirmed around on the bed grumbling over the lost round.

“fuckin’... what time is it, (name)? why are you fucking awake?” he grumpily pushed the heel of his palm against his eye, aggressively rubbing the sleep from it as the other male looked at him, expression akin to that of a child caught staying up with their ds in the middle of the night.

“oh, uhh... heh,” the (color) haired male rubbed the back of his neck, eyes nervously shifting away from his partner’s. “about... maybe... close to... two-ish... in the morning... surprise?”

megumi could already feel the irritated twitch start in his eye as he deadpanned at his partner. he said nothing, just watching the other spaz and squirm under his judging gaze. he knew (name) wouldn’t sleep with his brain this active or energy this high, perfect. he sighed, eyes closing in contemplation for only a moment before muttering a frustrated, “fine, guess we’re doing this the hard way.”

before (name) could even utter a word in response, the blanket was thrown off him and a firm grip was around around his ankle. in the blink of an eye and a sharp tug, his partner was seated between his legs with their hips barely divided by their clothes. all that could leave him was a strangled whine, wide (color) orbs staring at megumi’s tired, darkened expression.

fuck, that was all that could go through his head.

even that thought was quickly wiped as his brain fried the moment his boyfriend’s lips met his neck. the light grazing of teeth, the wordless promise that he was going to definitely have to wear a scarf or something to avoid the teasing from gojo and the others. he couldn’t even care in this moment, warm palms snaking under the waistline of his pants to gaze over the already hardening problem he was sporting.

“since you don’t want to settle down, i’m going to have to fuck the brat right out of you,” megumi almost purred the words against (name)’s slowly heating skin as his thumb rubbed over the head, teeth sinking into his neck roughly to leave a lasting mark. “you’ll be a good boy for me, right? let me fuck you till your dumb from my dick, till you’re too tired to even think?”

all the (color) haired male could do was brokenly whine, nodding his head as his mind already started to haze. fuck, every touch from the sorcerer was intoxicating. it always took so little for him to lose it, melting into his boyfriend’s words and touches the moment he gets them. it’s almost enough for him to cum on the spot, already painfully hard at megumi’s slow touches.

another rough bite with a soft growl from said male, hand wrapping around (name)’s shaft. “use your words or neither of us will be getting any more sleep tonight, brat.”

“fuck, yes. yes, i promise,” hips lifting to get any type of friction against his dick, eyes screwed shut as he choked out the words. “ ‘ma be good, promise. please, ‘gumi...” he was almost rambling at this point, hands moving to the dark bedheaded locks of his partner. he didn’t even make contact before both wrists were pinned under megumi’s free hand against the pillows.

“no touching. you’ll be a good boy and take what i give you, nothing more.” blown out navy blue hues started down at the male under him, already so cute and compliant. it made him want to break the poor boy in pieces... maybe another night. right now, he just wants to fuck and sleep with his boy in his arms but that won’t happen until he’s had his fill. besides, it’s addicting to make his boyfriend squirm and babble nonsense from such a simple dicking down.

(name) weakly fought the grip on his wrists, squirming and tugging with broken whines as the hand on his dick left to pin his hips to the mattress. all motion from him stilled the moment megumi’s clothed hard-on rubbed against his, the wet stain on his pants growing more from the pre almost flowing from his tip at this point. it was so hard to even just focus on the situation at hand, a dizzying warmth spreading under his skin like wildfire.

a gaze almost akin to that of a starving wolf grabbed hold of the male’s (color) hues, a promise shining so brightly in those navy orbs. move and you’ll really be punished. that look even stilled his chest, mind racing at the thought of too deep a breath would result in that punishment. his gaze was locked on the male above him, watching as the pressure lifted from his hips to dig around the bedside table and his lust clouded brain couldn’t figure out why until he saw the bottle in megumi’s hand.

lube.

it took everything in his barely functioning brain to keep still, to not squirm or even move himself into a more advantageous position for what he knew was coming. all he could do was hold his breath as his cock twitched and his loose bottoms were almost ripped from his hips. only one thing repeated in his head and that was simply just ‘fuck me, please.’

the (color) haired male didn’t have to wait long till the feeling of cold lube brought some clarity to his mind as a finger slowly entered him. his head fell back, messy locks bouncing off the pillow as the most broken sound fell from his lips. it might have been his boyfriend’s name but he couldn’t even be sure anymore. he just wanted something, he wanted to cum so badly. he wanted megumi.

“please,” he whined, trying to keep from bucking his hips against the other’s finger. “please, ‘gumi. fuck, please please please. wanna feel you so badly, fuck.”

the sorcerer had to bite down hard on his bottom lip, almost breaking the skin as he fought a groan at the other’s please. he needed to prep him properly but fuck, he was making it too hard. he didn’t know just how tempting he was, with the warmth around his, now two, fingers and already fucked out expression. he wanted to consume him, devour every last piece of the other male until he was a barely cognitive mess.

his hand slipped from (name)’s wrists, slowly sliding down to gain purchase around his throat. he put very light pressure, not enough to cut off airflow, as he loomed over the male with hunger in his gaze. “you don’t know the things you do to me. you’re so sexy and yet, so dumb. you can’t even fathom how hard it is not to just keep you here, on my cock all fucking day and filling you till you can’t even think.”

another broken noise slipped past the male’s lips as megumi’s fingers hooked, pressing roughly against that spot inside him that made stars dance across his vision. his thoughts were so far gone that he barely registered the shudder through his body and the cum now covering his lower abdomen, his boyfriend’s word swimming through his head and keeping him hard at the thought of it all.

“you dumb brat, cumming before i said you could.” the words rumbled in his chest as he pulled his fingers from the other’s warm and stretched out hole. his grip tightened just a little more, making the male under him gasp lightly as he recklessly shoved down his own sleep pants. “fine, you wanna cum? you better cum on my cock again before i do or that’s the only one you get tonight.”

(name) couldn’t even bring himself to form words, barely even managing a nod as the other pushed into him. his eyes rolled at the friction and he gripped onto the pillow behind him, a loud moan filling the room as his own shaft twitched at the feeling. fuck, he almost forgot how good it felt when megumi was inside, how full he felt. if he hadn’t just cummed, he was sure this would have pushed him over the edge in a heartbeat.

with his hand still on the other’s throat, his teeth moved to leave marks along his jawline. dark, blooming marks appeared as fast as the sorcerer could make them, his other hand gripping his partner’s hips bruisingly tight as he bottomed out. fuck, it was so warm and tight. he really wasn’t sure how long he could last as he slowly started making languid thrusts, doing his best in his lust driven haze to make sure (name) was adjusted before he lost all control which didn’t take that long.

not long at all as said male tightened around him and begged, so brokenly for him to fuck him. how could he ever say no when asked so nicely?

slow and gentle shifted to hard and dizzying in just a matter of moments, making it so hard for the (color) haired male to even stay quiet. each thrust brought out senseless babbling and broken moans as he brain turned further into mush, the words spilling from his partner’s lips not helping.

“fuck, so warm and tight. so good for me, you were made for me. god, shit. i could live the rest of my life like this, inside you. filling you and fucking you stupid each waking moment, fucking shit. so good, such a good boy taking me so well and moaning so much on my dick. fuck.”

megumi’s ramble of praises mixed with (name)’s broken babbling, the male’s world shining and spinning as the heat rose under his skin again. fuck, it was so much more noticeable this time. the build up, the frazzled feeling in his head as his nerves started to fray from the pleasure. fuck, he was going to cum again and so soon but it felt too good. too much and yet not even close to enough.

“ ‘gumi, ‘m gon’a cum. can i, ple’se. fuck, ‘m please,” he begged, hands flying from the pillow to gain purchase on the other, all thoughts flying completely out of his mind as he fought to hold back his climax. “god fuckin’, ‘gumi. please, pleasepleaseplease.”

the hand around his throat disappeared, replaced immediately with a clash of lips and teeth against his skin as the hand wrapped around his shaft once more. the contact alone sent sparks through his vision as his eyes rolled and grip on megumi’s hair tightening to an almost painful level.

“cum for me. be my good boy and cum.” 

those words were all the (color) haired male needed, vision turning pure white as his release washed over him and coating his partner’s hand. every touch and thrust frazzled whatever was left in his brain as exhaustion started to sink into his bones.

feeling his boyfriend tighten and cum around him, megumi couldn’t even fight it. with a guttural growl and his teeth breaking the skin on the other’s neck, his hips slammed almost painfully hard as he came deep inside of his boyfriend. the rough, tight grip softened as the sleep started to take over the raven haired male once more. teeth leaving the other’s skin as his tongue lazily lapped and cleaned up the blood that came through the wounding mark.

“such a good boy for me. now let’s get some fucking sleep, okay?”

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[lolita-lollipop]

Hi hope you’re having a wonderful day! Could I please get a bnha coraline au story. So like y/n has had a pretty bad life like a whole bunch of stuff and now they have to basically parents their own parents at the age of 15 cause they’re lazy alcoholics who just go to work come back and drink. One day after they move in y/n gets curious and finds explores around the house while they’re alone and discovers the door to the other world and meets their dream parents. The parents are aizawa and present mic who just genuinely love the reader, they don’t want to take readers soul that just want to help them. They have a sister eri and a brother shinso and when reader tries to leave they all beg and threaten reader not to leave cause “your parents never cared for you anyways” and “we’ll love you more then they ever would” and force reader to be the new baby of the family gender neutral reader if possible, please and thank you ( 03^)~💚

YANDERE CORALINE AU ERASERMIC FAMILY X READER

GN READER

-I do apologize if you wanted a shorter work, because this ended up being kinda long, sorry!

-there are a few grammar and spelling mistakes here and there, this is unedited, I will fix them :)

(I don’t know if you actually wanted the reader to be treated like a baby, literally like an infant, or just like the youngest in the family, I needed up doing the second option, tell me if wrong.)

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You hummed a tune as you wandered the hallways, your footsteps dragging, you had tried to tell your mother to drink some water and put the strong bottle of vodka down before she ended up killing herself. She yelled at you, told you to “shut the hell up ya damn brat”, god knows where your father even is. It had only been a day or two in this house, and they had already made it feel like a prison for you, oh my, A SINGLE DAY.

In all honesty the house was nice, old, yes, but still nice. It seemed as if the last owners hadn’t been here for hundreds of years, let alone clean the place, as all embellishments on the walls were antique styled, and everything, I repeat, everything, was covered in dust. There were a few different pieces of furniture that looked as ancient as the neighbors, including a dresser filled with a different articles of clothing, a few dusty chairs here and there, curtains clawed away by... something, and little tables with droors filled with little trinkets.

One room in particular was exceptionally creepy in your eyes, it seemed like a child once slept there, probably long dead by now, the walls were covered in a striped floral wallpaper, chipping at the edges, various stuffed animals that hadn’t been touched in ages, what looked to be a changing table, and a smaller sized bed placed in the middle, fitted with dusty purple bedsheets, probably that color because of the gathering dust, you sat down on the mattress, inhaling the scent of the room. It smelled oddly of lavender, not a musty mildew smell you were expecting. You spent a moment just finding comfort in the warm smell, before noticing a small dent in the wall behind what you thought could be a changing table. Almost looked like... a tiny door?

“What the heck is that?” You questioned or yourself, narrowing your eyes at the wooden frame that looked like a small threshold, cautiously standing up form the bed, and making your way over to the door, you struggled to move the large piece of furniture, pushing back gains the groun and shoving it out of the way. It was indeed a door, and it was indeed tiny. There was a small cobweb strung across the mass of it, which you batted away with your little hands, pulling at the doorknob a few times to reveal the fact that it was locked, you let out an exasperated sigh. Well... it’s not like you have much to do, might as well find the key.

Surprisingly, it hadn’t taken long for you to find the small, heart shaped key that fit the locked door, it was tucked into one of the white droors of the small table in the corner. It was the first place you looked, almost as if it’d been calling out for you. It only took a few moments for you to push the key into the lock and turn, you let out a sigh of relief when you heard the satisfying click of the lock opening. Wondering what was going to be on the other side, you pushed open the mini door, to reveal a tunnel of sorts... today’s just full of surprises isn’t it.

“Man this tunnel is lo... whoah.” You stood, still balled up in a crawli mg position, shocked at your own surroundings. Everything looked so... new, and polished, you stared Jan absolute awe at everything, literally everything. Where are you?

“Oh, honey you’re finally here!” A male voice rang out from behind you, immediately large hands were lifting you off the floor from under your arms, holding you like a baby, this guy cradled your head in his chest, no matter how much you squirmed, the iron grip he had on you did not loosen. You snapped your head up to meet his eyes, only to be met with buttons of such a piercing yellow it almost hurt your own eyes. A shrill scream left your lips, as you flung your feet back and forth in attempts to free yourself.

“Oh, oh right. I’m sorry , I should’ve been a little slower, it’s scary I know, you’ll get used to it I promise. I’m hizashi, your other father, re you alright?” He questioned, backing up a little to give you space, bringing his hands up to tell you he wasn’t going to hurt you, ever. You were usually a calm person, but given the situation, like some random person living in your house with buttons for eyes, the reaction was warranted. You breathed for a small moment, inhaling the even stronger scent of lavender that was oh so comforting, before standing back up, giving whatever this was at a chance of explanation.

“Who- who are you?” The question left your lips faster than tryouts could hold it in, he gave you a smile and walked closer again, booping your nose and once again pulling you off the ground. He was tall, slightly lanky, and his hair was a bright yellow to match his eyes, little dangle earring wee attached to his ears, you just stared in awe at the inhuman man who was holding you.

“Silly little thing! I just said it! I’m your other father, like your real father, just perfect for you! Dinners almost ready, so let’s go meet the rest of the fmIly okay bubs?” He questioned m, speaking down to you like one would a child, even though you are a fully capable human. He grabbed your hand, and gently rigged you off into some hallway, you slightly dig your feet in, staring back at the little door that got you here in the first place.

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“Honey, this is your reality, if it was perfectly fit for you! We love you, unlinke those scum who call your your parents, don’t your bat to be loved for once y/n?” He spoke, the two of you arrived at what was probably the kitchen, him explaining what was happening pretty thoroughly considering he had to do it in a few minutes, barging through the doors, a few other pairs of button eyes were scattered thievhiur the kitchen.

“Daddy! I helped bubba make dinner tonight!” A little girl, probably not even over the age of five, came running towards the two of you, smiling fully. She was sporting a pair of red buttons, which matched her little jumper, you had your face buried in this ma- hizashis chest, his arms wrapped around the entirety of you. He sent an exited stare towards the little girl, who jsut gasped and smiled even harder. She made little grabby hands towards you, so hizashi set you down on the ground, whispering a “time to get down” in your ear. Instantly, the little girl attached herself to your torso.

“Bubba/sissy!” She squealed, patting your stomach, as much as you would love to knock her off of you, she’s a kid, you don’t do that to kids. This young girl claimed to be your other sister, which at this point you were led to believe because apparently anything is possible at this point, she was pretty adorable.

“I-uh, yeah?” You spluttered, visibly flustered, you tried to get a grip of yourself, it was kindof odd, although the girl seemed much younger than you, the way she carried herself presented that she was much older than she came off, from the maternal glint in her eyes, to the planned movements, it just seemed... mature.

—————small time skip—————

It had been maybe an hour, you had been seated at a dinner table, quite the large one actually, in between a black haired man that you could tell was staring at you, and a purple haired teenager who looked to be a similar age to you. You sat there just kindof awkwardly trying to not touch any of them. At one pint. The purple haired guy tried to feed you, which was an unfortunate suprise because you were off in dreamland, and were ckmoemteky confused as to why he was even trying something like that.

“You’ll probably hurt yourself trying, just let me do it” he spoke, it is safe to say that this button eyed family is an odd bunch. First the woerd door, then a creepy guy tryna pick you up, then some little girl who probably wasn’t so little claiming you to be her “younger sibling”; then the offpdutirng glances front his beanbag guy, than this? What is happening.

Sooner or later, after the really odd display that was dinner had finished, and you had help washing your hands, because for some reason they thought you needed it, it was announced bettime, and with a snap of the man him you learned name was Aizawa, food was gone, along with all the dishes. If you were to be completely honest with yourself, you almost lied this, of course not the babying thing, but the fact that you weren’t cooking or cleaning or trying to snatch a bottle from your parents, it almost made you wnat to cry how perfect this family was. God how much you wished this was your own.

It’s sounds selfish, and unreasonable, but you never had a childhood, the day you were born your life was already sighted off as “servant of my own parents”, you lived them, you did, these people were so nice thiugh, they were odd, maybe a little quirky, but still jsut a perfect little family. Apparently one that includes you.

“ALRIGHT! time for bed!” The yellow haired man exclaimed, seeeping you and eri right off of your feet, holding you in his arms as eri giggled at the sudden swish sound. The two men on the other side of the large room cracked small smiles at the sheer adorable ness of the position, the two little ones of the family and their father! What a sight to see!

“Shhhhh, I think y/n is gonna sleep with us to Tonight okay eri?” Hizashi whispered to the young girl, loud enough for you to hear, she nodded and smiled one of her sickeningly sweet smiles, hr eyebrows raising before her button eyes. She motioned to be put down ‘, waving goodbye and latching her own hand onto shinsos, who also waved his hand.

“Goodnight daddy! And y/n!” From there, you walked alongside them to their room, or what you supposed it was. This was the first time you’d really talked to Aizawa, and it was pretty embarrassing because he asked if he was aloud to change you out of your day clothes. You were a little too scared to say no, so you let him, it was probably one of the hardest things you’ve ever had to sit through, and that’s saying quite A lot.

When all was done, you had brushed your teeth, and wrrrnchanged into a set of lilac pajamas, silken and slippery, you were pulled on top of the yellow haired man, who then wrapped his arms around your waist and started “shh-ing” you, patting your head while rocking back and forth slightly, the other man slipped in next splaying his arms over you, rubbing circles into your beck

Mans with that, the lights went out, and you fell asleep.

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From there, everything in your life changes, you wake up the next day in the dusty lilac bed, wondering if it all was a dream, so the next night, you go back, and the next, and the next, until you started to spend your days there. Playing with eri, or cuddling with either of the three men, or just having fun without any worries or cares int the world. By that’s when it all starts, they kindof... changed.

They became overprotective, it showed in some more than others, but it was present either way. Al you wanted to do was check up on your dad to see if he was still alive or not, and eri had a whole crying fit, begging you to stay, and telling you she’d die if you left.

“No no! You can’t leave me! I-I I’m gonna die if you leave! I’ll die, please don’t keVe I promise il be good!”

It took a little shushing from you, but eventually you convinced her you weren’t going to leave, and so she went back to her normal self. You were with shinso once, and walked near the little door, he had immediately blocked it as if you were going to do something, then scolded you for going near such a “dangerous object”.

“You shouldn’t. Go close to that evil little thing, it might hurt you m, I don’t want you to get hurt, so stay away from it”

And then your other parents, they didn’t let you do anything by yourself, scared you would run off and get lost in the maze of nothing outside. You can’t even mention your real parents, you’ve been down here for at least a week now and haven’t been able to check on them, so when you did ask to go back for a day, hizashi slicks dying up and told you to cut out the nonsense, while Aizawa bubbles in anger, telling you that they lived you ten times better than your parents Eve could.

“They don’t deserve you, they don’t love you, we do, they’ll never live you half as much as we do, we can protect you here, why would you wnat to leave?”

Ans so one day, when your “other papa” or Aizawa, tried to take the key from you and lick you in here, you had enough. These people were supposed to be perfect, instead they turned obsessive, little button eyes showing up everywhere, watching your every move, you had thought your old life was a prison, now look at this.

You turned back, checking to see if anyone was watching, waiting to stop you, before pulling the key out of your pocket, ripping the boarding off of the door, pulling the panels of wood off one by one, shoving the key into the black door knob, you were just about to turn it, when a voice rang out behind you, no longer was the sweet girl who you played trains with, in the stead was something else just In ther body, you could hear it in her voice.

“Where are you going? You aren’t trying to leave are you?” She spoke, you froze on the spot, hands moving faster, ymtrying to get the stupid door to unlock, before you could even blink, the key snapped in half, not in your hold, in another sudden figure, your other brother. You didn’t even get the chance to speak before be t down and ripped the whole door knob off of it, giving you a knowing glance.

“I told you to stay away from it, I told you didn’t I? Now look, it’s broken” he hissed, throwing the iron knob somewhere else, you knew that I’d both of the siblings were here, the two parents were sure to be here along with them, you were proven right, as a pair of black and yellow buttons popped up behind the Eric girl, carrryijg... what is that?

“Oh my god... OH MY GOD” you screamed, the heads of your parents were in these men’s holds buttons sewn over the eyes, blood seeping out of their decapiated necks, you reMiedn screaming as the heads were discarded, jsut thrown off somewhere else. You were lifted up off the ground in your crying state, hizashi a hands stroked your hair, while his other hand went and wrapped around your butt to support you up.

“We told you baby, we tried to tel you at least. Now there’s nothing up there for you, there was never anything anyways, your safe now... they’ll never hurt you again. You’re ours...

Forever”

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Tell me if you liked it, I can change things if you want:)

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