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aseuki · 1 year

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Sleep power coming in clutch

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sikyurame · 1 year

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Recently playing through Kirby’s Forgotten Land so don’t be surprised if I start reblogging a bunch of kirby stuff

#taking a break from completing Odyssey :’)#I love collectathons but oh god my brain needs a break from finding random moons on flying taxis ffddf #((I say as I’m slowly collecting all the Waddle Dees LOOK IT’S A WEAKNESS I HAVE))#but it’s been fun I LOVE ruined world designs and it’s such a stark contrast to what you expect from a Kirby game #Kirby games are always a source of comfort for me

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nrdmssgs · 10 months

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Little things, they do (Alex, Soap, König) (headcannons)

Masterlist

Part 2 (Price, Ghost, Gaz) here

Ok, guys, first of all, thank you all for giving this little sketch THAT much love. Honestly, I'mm shocked. I'm blaming mister Riley here, but boy, thank you so-so-so much for 100 beautiful followers. I`ve actually had something for this milestone, but I was sure, it would be hit somewhere in the end of the summer. Hope, you like it!

Little things, they do, that get you every time. Silly, warm, heart-melting, wholesome things.

Alex Keller

Almost unconsciously lowers his head to stay on your eye-level whenever you two are sitting at a table and chatting.

If you are cooking and even insisting on doing it solo (maybe it's just your thing, maybe you like to have more room in the kitchen), he is never leaving you. He will just sit there and keep you company, or tell you some stories, or maybe find a youtube video for you both to listen to, while you're doing your magic.

Talking about your cooking, he never turns down anything, you've made. Never. “Alex, don't take that bun, I burnt it!” Eats it anyway, because it's your effort that counts and makes anything you cook so special to him.

If you are dating, and he needs to go early in the morning, he covers your eyes with the corner of his blanket (very carefully so as not to wake you up!). That way, he can turn on the light and collect his clothes without waking you up.

Def pulls you closer in his sleep. Buries his face in your hair, mumbles some sweet nonsense, places a soft kiss on the top of your head. (by gods I need more headcanons on this man sleeping)

Sometimes just stops whatever he is doing to say “I love you” and give you a kiss. The fridge is still open, his sweater is halfway off him, his hands still wet and water runs on uncleaned dishes? Doesn't matter, the kiss is what important to him.

Johnny Soap MacTavish

Once Price saw how you two interact and commented it like “Looks like our Tweedledum finally found his Tweedledee…” And while other pairs could get offended, you two weren't bothered at all (you're two chaotic crows, nothing can stop you!). In fact, from that moment anything he buys or makes for you, comes with a small handwritten note, saying, “to: my Dee. from: your Dum.”

Once he cooked an absolutely amazing pie. You were practicaly moaning, while savouring it and he just sat there all bright with pride. In a few years you saw the same kind of pie in a menu in the pub, where you were supposed to meet Johnny and others from the 141. Once you pointed it out to Johnny, others flinched and looked at each other. In response to your uncomprehending look, one of them admits that Soap was so worried that you would not like his cooking that he practiced at the base for several weeks. Because of it, their diet consisted only of Johnnys` pies for these weeks.

Has no concept of “too girly stuff”. Will gladly go shopping with you, paint your nails, help you dye your hair at home, if you feel like it. Will sneak your eye patches, because they smell so nice, and he feels so fresh after using them!

During his deployments, sends you tons of the most random photos just to calm you down and cheer you up (because every time you are too scared, this could be his last mission). “Ok, bonnie, this time I present you the collection of random rocks, I've met on work.” For the next week, you keep getting… exactly that. Photos of rocks with short comments like “Here's wee one.”

You don't know why the last photo he sent you that week was a photo of some guy in a creepy mask. You also don't have a single idea, why Johnny then goes radio silent for two days and why he has a brand-new phone, when he's back.

König

You have a stiff back? He will gladly take you by the hands and lift you up so that your spine is extended. "König! No, no, wait, don't, OH!... Oh… Sweet mother of jesus, I actually feel better..."

Even if you are just friends, and you are staying over at his place - he presents you with a shampoo, shower gel, conditioner and body lotion of EXACTLY the same brands as you're using at home. He just notes these small things and wants you to feel relaxed and taken care of when you're around him.

You can call him anytime on any occasion and if his phone is on, he will answer in SECONDS. You had a bad dream, and it's 4 am, and he lives on the other end of the town? In another town even? No problems, he answers almost immediately and comes to you as soon as he can. Even if It's just to hold you for 15-20 minutes, while you slowly drift to sleep, and then to drive back to his place for another good hour.

Thanks you for everything, and not only verbally! Writes small notes and leaves them on your bag or just straight gives them to you. He doesn't take anything for granted. Every your intention is a gift for him.

And that goes not only for the time, when you two have just met each other. You are his wife or husband since 10 years, you already have 2-3 beautiful kids? He still writes you notes, thanking you for the most incredible goodnight kiss, you gave him yesterday (every your goodnight kiss is the most incredible to him).

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otaku553 · 6 months

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As it goes with every new brainrot I have, it’s time for Kirby crossover again :)

Kirby in one piece! With one piece’s strong focus on dreams and found family, I thought it would fit for Kirby to be a pirate that dreams of sailing to the stars and beyond. Not that this is very achievable by normal means, but we know that it’s at least possible with Eneru and the Skypiea arc :D

More notes in the read more!

Kirby has the devil fruit power of the copy-copy fruit! A paramecia activated by contact and only able to copy one fruit at a time. It can copy logias and paramecias with no problems, though actual ability using the fruit’s powers is up to Kirby to practice and figure out. Zoans can only be copied to partial transformations and cannot be awakened. Kirby doesn’t have much of a mind for haki but has a lot of latent conquerer’s haki that he doesn’t realize— it’s one of the reasons he’s able to make friends so effortlessly.

Meta Knight in this AU is a retired marine, between Captain and Rear Admiral level. He has a bat model zoan fruit that allows him to grow wings, and is a skilled swordsman. He’s retired from the marines but acts a his own separate party that is neither revolutionary, marine, nor pirate, keeping his own fleet known as the Meta-Knights. Their actions are similar to pirates despite not flying a Jolly Roger. They claim territory to protect and occasionally fight other pirate crews, and they claim no allegiance to the world government. They simply go where they are needed. Meta Knight will sometimes sail with Kirby on his small ship, the Popstar, just to keep Kirby out of trouble and make sure the ship is well stocked and well-maintained and able to be seaworthy.

Dedede is the king to one of the small countries that isn’t represented at the Reverie. That means he has a lot more freedom to do his own thing, including setting sail while taking a crew of Dees with him and leaving the country in the hands of some administrative Dees. Dedede splits his time between exploring and sailing and returning home to run his country, with the help of his trusty second in command, Bandanna Dee. Dedede has a penguin model Zoan fruit, and Bandanna doesn’t have any devil fruit but is proficient in coating their spear in haki. They’re the designated save-the-fruit-user-from-drowning person when they’re on deck.

Kirby’s crew changes because a lot of the people he recruits tend to have their own responsibilities. His crew is also full of people he’s beaten. It’s not uncommon for Kirby to sail alone, though he gets into more scrapes than usual with bad weather and rough waves. It can hardly be called a pirate crew, but Kirby has collected all the most heinous criminals under his banner and as such, the world government treats it as a threat.

#kirby gijinka #one piece #kirby crossover #kirby one piece crossover #idk it’s just really fun to think about Kirby in different universes haha #this Kirby design is a lot more silly goofy than my usual designs for Kirby #I tend to go very soft and cute for Kirby designs but I think one piece in general has a pointier vibe #like kirby in this au is a lot more excited about fighting than my other Kirby’s #in the sense that with other kirby au’s that I make kirby tends to be neutral about fighting #like of course he will fight because he’s got the power to do so and has people he wishes to protect and such #but he doesn’t necessarily enjoy it so much as see it as a means to an end #kirby in this au kind of resembles gear 5 luffy a bit in the sort of whimsical vibes #if fighting is inevitable he might as well get some fun out of it yknow #anyways I just wanted to doodle a silly little guy #it’s been a while since I’ve rendered with the softer brush! I kind of miss it it’s a lot of fun

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star-sparkler · 4 months

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(Found a lil drabble I wrote a while back that I wasn't gonna share outside of my buddies but you know what? Cute Brand New Papatello be upon you.) *

It wasn’t until he was cradling his daughter to his plastron, fresh from the tube she’d been grown in, that it occurred to Donnie he had never once in his life held a baby before. The thought was equal parts terrifying and surreally fascinating.

Distantly, he knew his family was losing their collective minds over the infant turtle mutant. He vaguely recognized a coo from someone - Leo? - telling the others to look at Donnie’s expression right now (“He’s a goner already.” An affectionate laugh. “You good, Dee?” “Shhh let him have this.” “Her fingers are SO small!”). But the longer Donnie looked at the baby curled into his chest, the less his family’s voices made sense.

Sound fell away. Hesitantly, Donnie brushed a hand - as big as she was - over the curve of her tiny shell. It was softer than his, the smooth leather surface still damp with incubator fluids. He could feel the ridge of her spine. The alien familiarity, the echo of his own shell, the smallness and fragility of her, the miracle that she was here and alive - a million thoughts and feelings simultaneously colliding - made Donnie’s breath hitch and a wave of warmth wash over him.

Donnie had already decided he cared about this baby, and his dum dum brain had already sent out all the dum dum hormones that filled him up with more dum dum affection for her than he knew what to do with. All the researching and the planning and the prepping and the step-by-stepping so that everything would be fully assembled to help her thrive and grow had been rigorously completed. And yet. And yet and….and yet….Donnie had never been so prepared while also being so helplessly lost and overwhelmed.

Words failed him.

His fingers were touching lightly over her cheek, her brow, hands so small they made his heart squeeze. She was incredible. She was the scariest thing he had ever beheld. And also the most beautiful. His stomach flipped. Instinctively, she searched for something to latch on to, mouth as toothless as a koi fish on the tip of his finger. The sound she made was an unmistakeable, Donnie’s-world-altering, high, sweet chirp. Donnie didn’t realized he’d clicked back automatically until an especially shrill noise of delight erupted from his brothers. With it, the vacuum tight bubble around himself and the baby popped.

Sound and smell and sight outside of himself and his miniature copy rushed back in. It was disorienting, but Donnie’s focus was resolute. He tried to ask for the bottle they’d prepared for her. She needed feeding and there was still some potential trial and error ahead in figuring out just what she would eat (baby formula? Turtle food? A Yokai recipe of some kind? Donnie had about a dozen different forms of nourishment prepped just in case. But he couldn’t manage to ask for a single one of them. The very thought of taking his attention off of her was absurd.

“How you holding up, Dad Man?” Leo asked with a laugh, the sound softer than usual. All of his family had settled down after Donnie came back to himself, maybe recognizing he was toeing the line of overstimulated, maybe just genuinely soft and happy themselves over seeing whatever it was they saw on Donnie’s face. He could worry about the implications of that when he reviewed the footage for his archives later. Right now however…

Replying should have been easy. Just string together a few coherent words, Donatello. Speaking was something he was perfectly capable of. He inhaled to do so. The rise of his chest for air, however, made the baby stir against him, peeping softly, and what little remaining rationale Donatello Hamato had flew out the window. Donnie was scooping her in closer, pressing his nose to the top of her head as he curled around his baby.

“Perfect.” He mumbled.

“Ha! Say again?”

“She’s perfect.”

Augustine Hamato, daughter of Donatello Hamato - his stomach flipped at the thought - was absolutely, two hundred percent…perfect.

#AugustineHamato #Papatello #this man is smitten ur honour I don't know what to tell you. scared senseless and overwhelmingly in love with da baby

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eilidh-eternal · 1 month

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🥤 ⇢ recommend an author or fanfic you love

Ohhhhhh I have SO MANY recommendations!

@yeyinde their entire masterlist. Absolutely transformative experience reading anything and everything Lev writes. I want to be her when I grow up

@groguspicklejar Chink In the Armor! Best medieval Ghoap AU I’ve ever read!!!! Mafia!141 is so deliciously angsty and she captures it soooo perfectly! Kelsi is absolutely my go to for any and all Kyle pretty boy Garrick reads!!!

@gemmahale Gemma my beloved🖤 everything she writes is literal treasure. Priceless. Deserving of a pretty glass case and soft leather bindings. There are worlds in her head I could not dream up in 100 lifetimes, and her OC’s are sooo complex and well rounded!

@peachesofteal once again, her entire masterlist. Everything she writes is guaranteed to leave me staring at the damn wall with the loading circle spinning on my forehead, wishing I could jump through my screen and live in the worlds she writes

@luminousbeings-crudematter Folie á Deux, Donner Party, and Land Softly are some of my favorites! I still need to work my way through the rest of Lumi’s masterlist😅 but the way she writes Simon 😳 my enclosure only has so many bars, I’m going to have to replace it soon

@391780 oh god too many to count! I looooove the way Early writes dark!141 and ALL of her stories highlight and praise big soft bodies🥰 she also does comic relief INSANELY well, and I just know anytime I sit down to read her fics I’m gonna have a good laugh (get wrecked König)

@moondirti I have just read the first part of Cabin fever and I am already IN LOVE with Dee and their writing style! Cannot wait to read more when I have the chance!

@ceilidho I was not a Price girly when I started getting into CoD, but Ceil’s take on him has irreversibly altered my brain chemistry🫠 and her characterization of a darker Simon?! Canon. She’s in charge now.

@auspicioustidings OH MY GOD!!!! Mhairi just started Ae Fond Kiss and I am so, so, sooooo in love with the concept for this fic! It’s already incredibly gut wrenching and I know I’m gonna be a sobbing mess throughout this series! Truly on the edge of my seat!!!

@pfhwrittes P has such a wrinkly brain! I’m absolutely in love with their Here Be Kink and Dealing Drugs and Feelings collections! Absolutely phenomenal writing! Everything they write is so dark, decadent and rich🤤

@kaadaaan Offer Me His Hunger is such a beautifully written descent into madness and obsession, and Vi does a truly immaculate job of portraying it! I chew on drywall thinking about this DAILY!!!!

@ohbo-ohno PUPPY! SOAP! Don’t Leave Me Locked In Your Heart was the beginning of a very transformative experience for me and with every new fic Bo writes I descend further into madness😵‍💫 I cannot unsee Soap with big puppy eyes and a pouty face and I think Bo should be on the writers team for his “surprise I’m not dead but guess what? I’m Very Fucked Up™️ now” story arc in MWIV bc that was not him in that tunnel

@glossysoap The go-to for any and all Captain related thoughts! Price and 09’ Soap can captain my ship anytime as long as it’s Glossy’s version🫡 Peppers is absolutely deserving of it’s namesake🥵

@charliemwrites never misses! All of her characterizations are spot-fucking-on and she has a wonderful selection of CoD characters that span multiple genres! I’m particularly in love with Woof Woof Johnny🥴 (nasty little freak🖤) and Fields of Elation

@vanderilnde RUGBY! PLAYER! SOAP! He’s dirty and nasty and pervy and pathetic!!!! What more could you want from a man like him? And the way Orion writes him…… CHEWING ON GLASS! I love when soap is a pathetic little whore and Orion NAILED IT!!!

@the-californicationist Oooohhhhh Guile and Guilt was one of the first CoD fics I ever read and it lives in my head 24/7, even when Johnny is whispering Nasty™️ ideas in my ear. The story, the poetry, the characterizations…. IT’S LITERAL PERFECTION!!!!

#eilidh’s asks #author recs #fic recs

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kiaxet · 1 year

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So it turns out the latest update in @somerandomdudelmao‘s apocalypse comic has been living in my head, and when that happens I need to get it out, so ~900 words of sad it is!

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Donnie is good at birthdays. He has been once he was old enough to understand the concept. It's a point of pride.

Specifically, he's good at presents. According to his data, most people who fail at presents do so because of the guesswork they seem to think needs to be involved. He's never understood the point of that. Data and hypotheses, certainly, but why guess when a definitive answer is available after a simple direct inquiry?

"What do you want for your birthday?"

Early on, the presents are easy. Art supplies. Comics. Stuffed animals. Things he could hand to Papa in an easily followed list format, or obtain for himself once they all got old enough to start safely leaving the lair and venturing into the city above. It's simple and straightforward and so, so easy to get right.

(Of course, he always has an annotated list of his own desired gifts to provide to his brothers; if he's solved the guesswork issue, he may as well make things easy for them too. Plus, that method ensures he gets what he wants.)

Things start getting a little more complicated as he and his brothers get older. Art supplies and comics and stuffed animals are still very much appreciated, and he's documented his brothers' tastes well enough to know exactly what they like, but the answers to his simple direct inquiry are different.

"Dee, can you help me plan this mural out? I think I have enough space, but I could use a hand with the measurements."

"Donton, my half of the day is gonna be a Jupiter Jim marathon, and I need you there. Without your laptop." A beat. "But you can pick one of the movies if you want."

"Hey Donnie, you think you can help me out fixing up the gym? Things just stay put longer if you weld 'em."

After a few years of documentation, Donnie spots the pattern. His brothers appreciate physical gifts from him, certainly, but that's not what they want anymore. What Donnie's family wants from him is time - time outside the lab where he spends a good amount of his days, time spent in conversation or shared activity or simply in the same room. It's not as easy as finding the right physical gift, but if that's what they want, then he's more than happy to provide. Now that he's discerned the pattern, it's just as easy to give his brothers what they want, and Donnie can continue to maintain that he is Good At Birthdays as a point of pride.

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The Hamatos don't do birthdays anymore. There's no time in the apocalypse, no supplies, and Donnie is one of the few who actually keeps track of the calendar date. The apocalypse certainly has its share of anniversaries, a list that only grows the more people they lose, but birthdays are no longer celebrated.

With one exception.

Casey Jones Junior, their collective adopted kid, is young enough that birthdays still matter - should still matter. They do their best to keep him safe and keep those days calm and happy for him, despite everything happening around them, and while they don't always succeed, they at least try.

And damn it all, Donatello is still good at birthdays.

"Casey Junior!" He greets the kid with a grin, leaning on his bo like it's not both an inconvenience and a humiliation to need to rely on it in order to stay upright.

"Uncle Tello?"

"Since I'm not very good at guessing, I'll ask straight out." This is not entirely true - he has a list of potential gifts for Casey drafted, with 98% certainty that whatever Casey asks for will align with one of them - but he requires that confirmation to move forward. A certainty in a world where certainty is in short supply. "What do you want for your birthday?"

"My...ah." Casey's expression falls and he looks away, gaze fixed on the paperwork in his hands. Donatello says nothing, pointedly ignoring the elephant in the room in order to give Casey space. "You...can do anything," Casey starts.

"Pretty much, yes." Material issues aside - spirits know he'd have a cure for whatever the Krang had infected him with if those weren't a concern.

"I want you to stay alive," Casey says, and Donnie's smile freezes in place as Casey looks back up at him. "Can you do that?"

Damn that two percent uncertainty.

"Ah. Of course." He shrugs, as though he doesn't know exactly what Casey is asking for, and pulls up a holographic display of a calendar. "According to my calculations, I will be alive next month, which means I'll be here for your birthday." Not talking about it won't solve the problem, but it may salvage this conversation. "So! What's an actual gift you want?"

"I want you to be here." Casey's gaze finds a point on the floor, and Donnie falls silent. "Not just for a month."

No. No, he needs something concrete - something he can act on - he knows how long his list of responsibilities is, but he still feels stymied, rushing up on the end, and he needs something he can do- "But it's not a gift," he replies, a last-ditch effort he's fairly certain is bound for failure-

"No. No, it is."

As always, all Donnie's family wants from him is time.

And now, at the end of his rapidly-shortening life, it's the one thing he can no longer give them.

#rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt donatello #somerandomdudelmao #cass apocalyptic series #rottmnt casey jr #fic #I wrote this with a wicked case of vertigo #so if it doesn't make sense I'm blaming that #breaking that writer's block WIDE open #writing

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moremousewrites · 1 month

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Sleight of Hand

Pairing: Astarion/Reader (fem)

Summary: On a shopping trip, you see a necklace that is wildly out of your price range. Thats not really a problem for Astarion, but you have a reputation to uphold now. Astarion doesn't fret about a little larceny or public indecency for that matter

Tags: public sex, unprotected sex, smut, fluff, mild blood

The streets were busy with shoppers in Baldur's Gate. You and your favourite rogue were walking together when you stopped at the upper city markets.

Astarion insisted you visit a jeweler to appraise some gems he had collected on his journey. You agreed, having no real plan for the night, just wanting to be by his side. But there was something at the shop that caught your eye. A necklace. It was gorgeous on you, the pendant heavy and reflective. You couldn't look away, but it was very expensive and you could not justify the expense.

Astarion walked out with you, and you were a bit bummed but overall satisfied with the evening. He noticed your glum demeanor. “Would you like to go to Facemaker's? You look like you need a pick-me-up” he offered.

You shook your head no.“It's getting really late and it's a long walk back to the Elfsong” you tried reasoning with yourself more than him. It wasn't about buying things, you just wanted that one thing.

“I just didn't want you to leave empty handed my love. That necklace seemed to have a hold on you” he said, walking by your side. It was an empty gesture, there were noticeably less people, the shops were all closing.

“Oh it's fine, really. If I was compelled by every shiny object in Baldur's Gate I'd be dirt poor” you waved it off, trying to push it from your mind. You sounded utterly dejected of course but you pushed on. The streets were beginning to clear, soon it was just the two of you that you could see.

Astarion took your hand in his own and you felt the pendant slip into your palm. You gasped at the weight of it and looked at him, shocked. He raised his finger to his lips to quiet you.

“You didn't!” You whisper-yelled.

“If anyone asks, no, I didn't” he let go of your hand and you quickly stashed the pendant into your pouch.

You thanked him but the disappointment on your face was impossible to hide. “What? You wanted more?” He asked, miffed at your displeasure.

“No, I'm sorry it's beautiful. I just can never wear it. I'll be arrested” you pouted.

Astarion stopped walking and held you by your arms he leaned in close so his lips were touching the shell of your ear. “Then, only wear it for me” he said in a low voice.

You nodded, understanding what he meant. The necklace would only be seen by him, but it would also be the only thing you would wear. It was a fair trade for having the most beautiful jewelry you'd ever owned.

The thought of wearing the necklace for Astarion excited you, something only two of you would share, something intimate. Your lover noticed your focused stare, your bated breaths, and pulled you into an empty alley.

“Astarion what are you doing?” You asked, exhilarated.

“Put it on” he pressed you against the wall, scanning the surroundings. No one was walking past at this late hour.

You fumbled through your pouch, taking out the necklace. It seemed to capture the moonlight. Astarion ground into you as you clasped it around your neck, resting the pendant on your collar. It flattered you perfectly.

“It was made for you” he said before leaning in to kiss and suckle on your neck.

You gasped at his affection and his hand covered your mouth. You would have to be discreet. “Public indecency and stolen property, darling. Best keep it down” he said, moving his hands up your skirt to lift your leg.

You felt him shift his pants, placing his cock at your entrance. Astarion rubbed the tip at your folds, gathering wetness before pushing in. He nuzzled into the crook of your neck to stifle the sound of pleasure he released. Your head fell back onto the wall, your body alight with anticipation.

He thrusted, slow and deep. His tip dragging against your walls in a lascivious way. You dug your nails into the back of his shirt, trying to steady yourself, hips rocking unconsciously. If anyone walked past you'd be shamed; Baldur's Gate knew your faces now, you couldn't risk such a blow to your reputation. Yet you couldn't stop.

Astarion moved the hand covering your mouth to your hip, pressing you hard against the wall and quelling your movements. You bit your lip until it bled to remain silent, iron filling your mouth.

His tortuous pace was slowly bringing you to your peak, but you needed more, desperately. Astarion was intent on toying with you more until he heard a distant clanking; the steel watch. You watched a switch go off within him. Your composed, deliberate lover began fucking you like a beast. His eyes pin pricks, his thrusts replacing each other before the last recovered. He kissed you and you filled his mouth with blood. You felt his cock twitch with ecstasy as he filled you with his spend.

Your own orgasm followed, shattering you. The guard moved closer now. Astarion pulled out of you, tucking himself away, he panicked and shoved a piece of paper he kept in his jacket between your legs before fixing your skirt to catch the mess. You were so disoriented you just sank onto your feet and let him tidy you before the steel watcher turned the corner, making you both freeze.

It stood there, surveying you both. You stared in it's dark, empty eye-slots. “Citizens, a curfew is in effect in twenty five minutes. Do you have lodgings?” It echoed.

“Yes, we're on our way. Just needed to rest a moment” Astarion answered for you both. Thank the gods.

“Be on your way” it turned and continued its route.

You let out a breath you were holding in in relief. “Thank the gods it didn't notice the necklace” you said, moving to take it off.

“About that,” Astarion said, reaching his hand back up your skirt to peel the soiled paper from the apex of your thighs. Your mixed cum fell between your feet as he removed it in a thick splatter. “Not the most grandiose gesture but a surprise all the same” he said, handing you the smeared parchment.

You hesitated, but pinched a dry corner between two fingers and brought the note to your gaze. It was a receipt for the necklace.

“Astarion! What in the hells is this?” You looked at him in shock.

“I had it custom made. The shopkeeper was never going to sell it to you, dear” he smirked, proud of your reaction.

You tossed the receipt to the street and leaned in to kiss him, slowly and sweetly. “That was very sneaky. And thoughtful. Thank you, I'll wear it always” you said, pecking him on the lips once more.

“Of course, my love. Though I am still excited to see you wearing it and it alone” Astarion fixed the clasp for you, then led the way back to the tavern for the night.

#astarion x reader #bg3 fanfiction #bg3 fanfic #astarion #bg3 #astarion x tav #baldurs gate 3

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writingoddess1125 · 6 months

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The Sunset Pirates pt. 1

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"Hey I wanted to say something-" Vivian said calmly, the doubt of Alucares words eating into her, Dee raising a brow and nodding in wanting to hear her out. "Shoot-"

• The new shamble crew had been at sea for a few months and truthfully getting along quite well.

• While Vivian still seemed to dislike Alucare the two were civil with each other- Vivian mostly becoming good friends with the twins, especially Dee who had turned into a great friend for her.

• Bee and Alucare had become overnight friends it seemed- Alucare was calm and collected while Bee was a wreck yet the two of them seemed to mix well.

• The crew had fallen into their rolls it seemed as well- Dee acted as a Captian and Navigator, Vivian the Gunner, Alucare the Sword and Bee who was the Explosive expert and General Blacksmith.

• Was it odd? Of course! However they all seemed to work well together and got along great

•For the most part-

"Huh- I never noticed till now" Alucare mumbled as he looked to Vivian who glared at him-

"What?" She snapped, the dark haired teen rolling his eyes-

"You're the only girl here-" He said with a shrug, Taking another bite from his breakfast still half asleep as he ate. Vivian raising an eyebrow at him saying this-

"It's just weird- we need another on the crew to help balance it and make sure it's not weird... No two" He grumbled sipping the burnt coffee as he dozed off.

While Alucare was talking about number of crew mates needing for the ship to not be run weird so two addional people were needed and genuinely didn't mean anything by his words forgetting about them 5 minutes later; Vivians mind was running on overdrive. Was it weird? She was on a crew with 3 guys and the only female- What if they thought their relationship was more then she thought?- What if they expected something from her?

These thoughts circled her mind as anxiety build in her chest the rest of that morning- Even when she went to hang out with Dee.

"Are you okay?.." Dee asked, the two seated next to each other.

A bit hesitantly she rubbed the back of her neck "You do realize we are friends right?.. I don't like you in a romantic way and want to misinterpret our friendship as romantic in anyway" She said as calmly as possible. Dee making a slight choking noise in surprise before chuckling softly.

"Couple of things wrong with that sentence- me being friends with you doesn't constitute me having a crush on you, my brother liking you doesn't mean I have to like you- we are twins but still separate people and lastly you aren't my type-" Dee said calmly and with smile.

Vivian blinked in surprise at several parts of that. First that Bee liked her- second was the utter take down of the illusion she had for him and last was the 'Type'.

Dee nodded at seeing her confusion and gestured to his head the side, Vivian following the motion to Alucare to the left training on the decks....

Wait..

.... Ding Ding Ding! 🏳️‍🌈

"You like guys?" Vivian said in shock and Dee nodded calmly at this. Watching the red head flush in embrassment "I-I am so sorry I didn't know- You never said anything"

"Why does that need to be something I promote? My private interest doesn't need to be involved with what I do as a pirate" He pointed out.

•"...Holy shit I'm a asshole I'm so sorry-" Vivian admitted with a heavy sigh. Dee smiled at this and patted her shoulder.

"It's kinda something that has to be learned since so many people have many different ways of promoting their Sexuality. So it's fine, I can understand the confusion and its forgiven" He reassured, always willing to forgive especially since he was sure she was mentally beating herself up anyway.

"Yeah... I shouldn't have assumed- I'm defiently going to punch Alucare after this.." Vi said with an embarrassed sigh. Dee raised a brow at Vivians words, The red head explaining that Alucare had brought some level of worry of her being the only girl on the ship-

Dee rolling his eyes "Give him one for me too... By the way you dont have to worry about me or Bee, Me for odvious reasons and Bee wont cause he respects women too much and would never stoop so low- It may not seem like it but he is a huge Mamas boy and wouldnt do anything to disappoint our mother or our father in such a way"

Bonus:

"Hey Luffy! Look at this!" Usopp called out, smiling as he rushed to Luffy who was on the deck eating away at some breakfast.

The rest of the crew who had been out and about on the desk. Being the crew of an Emperor of the Sea and King of the pirates had been amazing, the flush of food laid before them all as they all chatted and joked.

They all paused at Usopp running to them with the newspaper and new bounties- Laying them all on the table. Luffy pausing mid bite as he saw Vivian, a grin stretching over his cheeks as he proudly looked at her bounty.

The rest of the crew reading the paper of how they bested the Vice-Admiral Beckman and got away from the Marine Vessel.

"That kid must be related to Mihawk- Look at his eyes.. Gold Gaze" Zoro hummed as he stared at a younger copy of his mentors face in the paper, Others agreeing at this.

"Woah! Is that the Twins that Buggy had?" Sanji said as he remembered the two little squirts from before- Nami nodding in agreement and gushing at remembering how adorable they were then and how cute they are now.

"Who would have thought it would go full circle?" Jinbe muttered, having heard the stories of their parents having sailed together. Two of which were Emperors of the sea and the other a Legend of the sword- Now their child in a crew together.

"Welp!- Sounds like we have to head to the East Blue!" Luffy proclaimed as he jumped up. The crew looking at him confused-

"What for?" Franky asked, Seeing Luffy grin at them all.

"Drop off a Gift- Just like a promised" He said with a smile.

#x reader #one peice x reader #one piece #one peice live action #buggy one piece #buggy the clown x reader #buggy x reader #one piece mihawk #mihawk x reader #hawkeye mihawk #dracule alucare #buggy twins #shanks one piece #one piece shanks #shanks child

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jeongin-lvr · 2 months

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just watched that clip of jeongin working out 😮‍💨 he’s getting bigger dee… i’m thinking how nice it would be to see him come home all sweaty and high on energy 🙇‍♀️ he may say he’s gross and sticky but that wouldn’t stop me tbh

hope you’re doing well mwah <33

HIIII DINNA !!!!!!! Im doing so great now that you’re here skskksjxu … you get it <3 I need him so bad

Yessss he spent all day at the gym with the guys! He’s working so hard but you can’t help but miss him :( so you’ve been teasing him through the phone; pictures of you in his favorite positions, snippets of your moans and whines, naughty texts that he struggled to hide from the other members. Each text you sent went straight to his dick and only made him sweat harder at the gym. When he got home not only was he high off adrenaline but also a bit mad that you’d taunted him like this!! How dare you? Now look what you’ve done to him he’s sore and he has a boner and it’s all your fault.

I personally think in a situation Jeongin would force you to get him off with your mouth first, sitting on the couch and pushing you roughly to your knees without any words. Jeongin would pull out his dick and swipe it along your lips, one simple command of “suck” and you oblige. Quickly engulfing him in your mouth like the happiest girl in the world.

After he’d gotten off the first time he’d force you onto his lap, licking his own cum off your face, laughing at your hazy eyes from taking all his dick in your mouth earlier. He’d pry your legs apart and play with you like a toy; alternating from rubbing dangerously fast on your clit to sliding his fingers in and out of your hole. It’s a mind numbing experience— except for the fact that he never lets you cum. He gets you so worked up and so wet, sensitive to his every touch until your eyes are wet and your skin is burning red. He pauses every time he feels you tense up because that means you’re close to finishing and he can’t have that. After a while (and I mean a while) maybe he’ll let you cum, but it wouldn’t be very satisfying because he’d get you off only to pull his fingers out and let you desperately clench around nothing, pleading his name like a mantra.

Then he’d leave you to sit with yourself on the couch for a while meanwhile he gets to shower, change his clothes and do whatever else he wants. He’ll let you sit with yourself for a while, head empty as you try to collect yourself. Maybe tomorrow when he goes to the gym you’ll compose yourself and he’ll give you the climax you really need <3

#mooties !#LAWD #this is kinda different than what you said but it popped in my head so enehehehe #skz smut #skz hard thoughts #stray kids smut #skz jeongin #skz imagines

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gallusrostromegalus · 10 months

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If you are still taking questions, could I ask about Uryuu? Or Mizuiro, I have always loved him and wanted to see more of him.

The day after The Stabbing Incident in which Ichigo's Shinigami Powers were activated, Lunchtime:

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"Rukia!" Ichigo called from the door. "We got a club meeting!"

"What? Oh, right!" She giggled, all bubbly persona, which immediately vanished in the hall "-You signed me up for a club? Ichigo, you know I don't have time for extracurriculars!"

"Calm down, this one doesn't assign homework. We just meet on the roof for lunch." He explained, marching resolutely against the stream of traffic in the hall.

"Oh? Up to something illicit are you?" Rukia teased, ducking behind him to avoid being swept away.

"Nah, we just meet on the roof so Kon can join us." Ichigo shrugged kicking open the door to the roof.

" 'SUP NERDS!" Ichigo bellowed affectionately at the gaggle of teenagers already assembled on the roof. "Okay Rukia, this is the "I Can See Ghosts And It fucking Sucks Club", guys, this is Rukia."

"Hi miss Rukia!" Waved a readheaded girt that puberty had hit like a truck.

"-Rukia is a shinigami like the freak that used to live in my dad's attic, and last night one of those bigass monster ghosts attacked my fuckin' house and Rukia kinda accidentally-on-purpose stabbed me and now I got fuckin' shinigami powers, which is mostly being able to ditch my body and summon a bigass sword to kill the monster ghosts with."

Those assembled stared at him in silence.

There was a rattle and Kon appeared at the top of the chain-link fence around the roof. "You know Ichigo, I think I know why your Literature class grades suck." the cat sighed. "Rukia got injured and used her magic sword to transfer her powers to Ichigo to fight off the hollow, and accidentally gave him too much and now she's stuck here until the Shinigami skills bleed back out of Ichigo."

"Ohhhhh..." the group nodded.

"-By stabbing me." Added Ichigo. "I feel like the stabbing part is being lowballed here."

"Welp. time to reset the counter." Sighed a lightly disheveled young man with brown hair, and the youthful looking lad with black hair beside him opened his laptop, typed for a few seconds and then turned the screen to show the group a digital counter that read

DAYS SINCE OUR LAST SUPERNATURAL NONSENSE AND/OR GRIEVOUS BODILY INJURY: 0

Previous streak: 17.324 Days.

"Thanks. Very helpful." Sighed Ichigo. "Tweedle Dee and tweedle Dumbass here are Mizurio and Keigo."

Ichigo pointed to the brunette. "Keigo here comes from a long-ass line of psychics and has been documenting every instance of supernatural activity in Karkura town going back to the middle ages since he was like. Ten? Don't let the fact that he's deliberately failing out of school fool you, he's probably the world's most brilliant moron."

"Iiiiiichigoooo, why you gotta make me sound like a loser in front of the actual-factual ghost girl?" Keigo whined.

"I'll stop making you sound like a loser when you stop being a loser." Ichigo huffed, and pointed to the black-haired youth beside him. "Babyface McGee here is Mizurio, he's our other technology geek, and he can cast Summon Gun."

"Pleasure to meet you Miss Rukia!" Mizurio said, extending his hand politely. "If you need some armament against the- what did you say they were called? Hollows? - I can provide you with something. First one's on the house, as my Uncle says."

"Oh!" Laughed Rukia. "By 'summon gun' you mean you have a way of purchasing weapons! I thought for a second you had the magical ability to spontaneously manifest guns or something ridiculous like that!"

The group collectively grimaced at her, except for the silent Giant, who was too busy snuggling Kon.

"Have you ever fired a weapon like a handgun Miss Rukia?" Mizurio asked holding his hand up beside his head, as though holding up an invisible object.

"Uh." Said Rukia, staring at his hand. ""...No."

"In that case I'm going to reccomend a Glock-17 lightweight pistol-" Mizurio nodded, and a small, bright blue light ignited in his palm, swirling and drawing Reishi into it, forming a physical object.

"-it's very reliable and easy to sight accurately, and doesn't have much of a kickback so I'm confident you'll only need a little practice to be able to handle it reliably!" He smiled cheerfully as the object finished manifesting in his hand, and he easily unloaded it with a practiced motion, set the saftey out of habit and offered it to Rukia to inspect.

"UH." Said Rukia, recoiling from the weapon with alarm.

"Oh don't worry!" Mizurio chirped. "Any gun that I make- And I make them, not summon them- has infinite ammo once the clip is loaded, and it's perfectly effective against hollows! You'll be perfectly fine using it!"

"I- You- I mean-" Rukia sputtered, staring wide-eyed at the gun. "-Did you. Learn? to do this?"

"Hm-..." Mizurio frowned at the gun. "Well, I've gotten better at it over time, but it's not like anyone taught me, if that's what you mean."

"Uh-huh." Rukia nodded, teeth bared in an attempt at a smile that completely failed. "You. Uh. You got any German ancestry?"

"Oh, I wouldn't know!" Mizurio laughed. "I don't actually know who my father is, and I strongly suspect he doesn't know his father either! Why?"

"...Mizurio, I think you're a Quincy."

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Downstairs in the lunchtime meeting of the Karkura High School Crafts Club, Uryuu Ishida sneezed in the middle of a demonstration of different stitch types, and knocked over a large bottle of glitter, coating the entire room.

"...That's a bad omen if I ever saw one." Muttered one of the girls, sparkling.

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"What's a Quincy?" Mizurio asked.

"It's a- Okay, before I start an explanation, is there anyone else here with weird supernatural powers?" Rukia asked.

There was a whirl of energy behind her and she turned to see the Silent Giant that had been cradling Kon had manifested a strange, sleek armor over his right arm. Kon was still cradled like a very spoiled infant in his left arm, purring.

"Hi. I'm Sado Yasutora, but I go by Chad." he spoke, voice barely above a mumble as he cautiously peeked up at Rukia through his bangs. "This is my punchin' arm."

"...Great." Whimpered Rukia.

#AEIWAM #an elephant is warm and mushy #Bleach #bleach fanfic #ishida uryuu #ichigo kurosaki #Mizurio Kojima #Keigo Asano #chad yasutora #Making Mizurio the most found-in-a-taco-bell-dumpster Quincy ever is so fun

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jellyvibes710 · 10 months

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Little Baby Blue AU (Character + position)

I gave up on the character sheet so I'll just give you all what I got and tell you who's gonna be all in the comic and their positions

The first chapter of this au will mainly be focused on Donnie and his journey of saving his brother Leo, in the first part(s) he'll be with leo and his brother's as he tries to help him recover, sitting in the medbay and being the only two awake they share some words, tips, worries all of that stuff.

Once Donnie notices that Leo's conditions are just getting worse he pushes his family out so he can focus on saving him, then just a few hours later Leo falls into a coma then his first flatline happens.

After the first flatline Dee changes his course of action, we'll follow Dee and his struggles to convince draxum to let him use his last remaining clone products and his struggles to receiving a device he needs to collect, safely confine, and transfer Leo's soul from big mama It takes multiple nights of no sleep, no eating, and constantly working to finally bring his brother back, although not quite the way he wants, It was his only chance he had though thus little baby blue is born.

Although being in an undamaged body is great, the events leo went through were still very traumatic. The second chapter will be focused on leo recovering from his traumatic experiences and finding ways to work with what he's got. Once being brought back he heavily relys on his twin senses and discovers that despite hearing Dee's thoughts, he can't hear Leo's. So he finds a way through communicating with chirps and body language. Dee also relys on their twin senses and thanks to this their twin sense basically gets an upgrade from constantly being used, they can sense when the other is hungry, sad, happy, the basics, but they can also sense when the other is in danger, when they use their ninpo, they can even feel the others presents

Example: dee can sense when leo is safe and when he's in need of saving, leo can sense if dee can save him or if he needs to portal or land safely.

There is going to be a lot of disaster twin comfort in chapter two haha

Admittedly, Donnie becomes very, VERY protective of leo for the first few parts of second chapter. Even going as far to hiss at April when she tries to pick Leo up to which she responds "Oh, you did not just hiss at me." At first he only trusts his brother's and splinter to handle leo because they know just as well as he does that leo is not only smaller but now much more vulnerable. He does warm up though and goes back to his normal, not super protective self.

If leo feels unsafe or threatened he chirps as loud as he can and in a matter a moments his brother's will be on the scene, especially Donnie, who if he sees leo is safe, you'll be safe

But in his defense he sacrificed so much just to have leo back and he is just scared if anything goes wrong he won't be able to get him back and will lose his twin forever.

If you can't find leo in any of the panels, check everyone's neck/shoulders. It's his favorite spot to perch and relax because the heartbeat and steady breathing from his brother's calms his frantic mind and helps him relax, in the previous picture when donnie comes to the rescue the first place he goes is to his neck, not only to calm down but to also let donnie know that he feels and is safe.

Despite being the biggest and spikiest turtle, raph is the most gentle with leo, if you can't find leo on anyone's neck or shoulders check raphs hands, leo feels secure in raphs hands and if raph needs to add extra protection he cups his hands over leo and is sure to leave his fingers cracked so he's not left in the dark but is safely secured

Whenever his brother's will pick Leo up they'll naturally set leo in his favorite spot because they'll get a bit of comfort feeling him curled up there or holding onto them, so not only is it comfortable for leo it's comfortable for his brother's too, donnie will never admit that though.

I am very excited to share this with everyone (I had to remake this because I accidentally deleted it so I'm sorry if some parts seemed rushed ^-^')

Leo (Little baby blue, figuring out his challenges and finding ways to pull through them while being there for his brother's)

Donnie (has to make a deal with draxum and big mama, saves his brother, never stops working till Leo is back, sacrifices his tech for leos sake)

Mikey+Raph (are there for leo through his battles and have each other's backs while overcoming their own battles)

April (the older sister, knows when to put her turtles brothers in their place when they act out, sass God, has a huge crush on Cassandra)

Splinter (is there for his sons, allows hugs at any time, will drop his life for his boys safety, helps treats mikeys and raphs injuries after donnie kicks them all out, always brings food to Dee's door and is happy the few times dee does eat)

Cassandra (is the backbone when fighting kraang zombies, confidence that helps boost everyone else's confidence, doesn't know when to quit, has a huge crush on April, will break things because April is being too cute, is Jr's adopted mom and proudly holds that title)

Casey Jr (has the knowledge of kraang weakness and strengths, handles himself very well, always feels like he's being watched, is Cassandra's son, helps gets supplies)

Hypno + Warren (are the babysitters of leo, helped the turtles after the events of the movie, have cut back on crime since helping almost end the world, still have a tendency to blow things up sometimes, may or may not be dating, no one really knows)

Draxum (helps supply donnie with the tools and knowledge needed for cloning ones brother, helps donnie through the failed subjects, helps him through his journey and always suggesting ideas for dee)

Big mama (makes the trade for donnies tech, tries to cross dee, learns why you never try to cross him on his final straw)

Kraang

Thank you guys so much for your patience!! The next update will be Part one of the actual comic!! I even got my own tablet so I don't have to wait till I see my sister, yes the comic series itself will be colored and outlined, sketches are faster for stuff like this though. Anyways I'd like to tag @ilivelikeimtrying @skylabrea @wandering-ghost (I hope I didn't mix any of you guys up if I did I'm sorry haha) you all seemed super excited to read this series and that makes me over the wall happy! You have no idea ahhh! I swear I won't let you guys down :D

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#save rise of the tmnt #rottmnt #rottmnt leo #rottmnt donnie #unpause rottmnt #rise movie #rottmnt raph #rottmnt angst #rottmnt mikey #rottmnt cassandra jones #rottmnt casey jr #rottmnt splinter #rottmnt april #little baby blue au

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painted-bees · 4 months

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Okay but I feel like I need to make a post expressing just how much Margie loves Kirby. Like, she is balls deep in that Kirby lore. You bought Super Smash Brothers 64 for Pikachu or Link, she bought it for Kirby.

Kirby's Dream Land was one of the first games she ever owned. Clutching it in her little 7 year old hands, the fun characters, sunny vibes, and hyperactive soundtrack enchanted her in a manner that only Donkey Kong Country(1 & 2) could match. She'd leave her game boy on and just listen to the music on loop for hours.

She tried to follow the narrative continuity the best she could through Dream Land(1, 2, and 3), Adventure, and Crystal Shards, but only really got up to speed once she started getting access to the internet around the age of 12, and she's been lost in the poyo void sauce ever since.

Kirby is the reason she got into music, it's why she'll be moved to tears if she ever sees a King Dedede[aka: any normal peguin] live in the flesh, and it's why the dashboard of Raf's car is slowly being overtaken by the little waddle dees she has been collecting.

Because as much as she loves Kirby himself, Margie loves--LOVES--waddle dees.

Ever since Crystal Shards, something inside of her decided she just needs to adopt every waddle dee she can find. While growing up, she accumulated quite a collection and had to leave them all behind when she moved out. But now that she has her own perma place to stay, her own room, She's been rebuilding her waddle dee army.

Raf acts the unwilling victim to this waddle dee invasion of his home and car...but he is guilty of purchasing the little guys for her, on the rare occasion when he finds one in the wild. Raf is complicit in the waddle seige.

#hi-note #Magritte

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bradshawed · 11 months

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Masterchef ft. Mama Seresin

summary — ladies first. it’s chick’s turn to wow jake and she’s scrambling all over the place to get the perfect night together with the help of bob and a rooster sized distraction

warnings — no use of y/n, female reader, fluff, mild cursing, bobby being a sweetheart <3 and rooster being a cockblock

word count — 1k words

Chick’s an anxious sweetheart determined to win and Jake’s Jake (I feel like that sums it up pretty well). Sometimes things might not entirely go according to plan or they may need a little help from the squad but that’s okay. It’s how their family works, they’ve got each other’s backs.

This wasn’t how I’d planned to start off the series and some of it may seem a little out of order but that’s sort of how they work. Hope you all like it and them and feel free to drop in any thoughts or ideas of your own that you’d love me to write for them xx

the love olympics masterlist.

Fuck. The time on the oven inched closer to half past seven and the peach cobbler had only just been placed in the oven. You were a flour covered mess and your kitchen counters weren’t looking any better, although it seemed that Bob had avoided the brunt of the explosion. Panic had officially set in as Jake could walk through the door any moment and there was still so much to be done.

Bob, sensing your panic, placed a calming hand on your shoulder, wiping a smudge of flour from your cheek as your body collapsed against his. “You go get ready, I’ll clean up the kitchen and check on Jake’s status and we can set the table together.”

“Are-are you sure? You don’t have to do all this, you’ve done plenty already Robby I-”

“I did it because I want to, and that was an order Chick, go get ready.” You raised an unconvinced eyebrow at the man who’d quickly become a brother figure to you, “Go, you seriously need a shower.”

“Okay, okay I’m going. Thank you for your help, I really couldn’t have done it without you.” You thanked him with a flour covered kiss on the cheek before bounding up the stairs to get your much needed shower.

By the time you’d put on Jake’s your favourite sundress, the kitchen had been cleared, the table set and candles lit, illuminating the room in a soft orangey glow.

There was a note in Bob’s soft cursive sitting next to the oven with little instructions and an apology for looking through your things to find the candles which you really hadn’t minded one bit. He’d signed off the letter with his usual signature adding a small ps on the end mentioning that Jake might be a little late. You chose not to question it as you sat down on the couch waiting for the aviator in question to arrive.

A soft knock came from the door and you scrambled to find the remote to turn off the tv. Nearly falling over yourself in an effort to reach him, you collected yourself for a moment before opening the door with a shaky breath. There he stood dressed in an emerald green shirt to match his gorgeous eyes and black slacks, holding out a beautiful bouquet filled with your favourite flowers.

“Hi.”

“Hey.”

You smiled up at him shyly as you accepted the bouquet with a kiss on the cheek, welcoming him inside before he could make one of his usual smart ass comments.

Jake was stunned into silence at the aroma that filled your small house, his feet (once void of his shoes) carried him straight to the kitchen like he was five again in his childhood home.

“Dee- is that-?”

You gently took his hand in yours, bringing him closer to the dishes, as you moved to plate the dinner you’d prepared with Bob’s help.

Bringing the dishes to the table with Jake trailing behind you like a puppy carrying the beers diligently, you felt a nervous pit in the bottom of your stomach. Whether it had been brought on by his reaction or the fact that it was him, you couldn’t tell, but it caused you to wring your hands together once you’d sat down after Jake had kindly pulled your chair out for you.

“You know Chick, I wasn’t expecting this for the first round. It’s not bad but I could definitely show you a thing or two to make it better.”

Jake had flipped back into himself almost immediately while you were both eating. The conversation flowed naturally as you asked each other about anything and everything. You weren’t quite sure what caused it or if you were glad to have that part of him back but it did ease your nerves. This you could do, this was comfortable, it was natural, just one more surprise left, you could do this.

“Don’t worry cowboy, I have plenty of tricks up my sleeve.” You quipped before standing up to retrieve the plates. Jake however, stopped you, taking them in for you while you led the way to the kitchen to plate up dessert.

A pair of arms came to wrap around your waist, trapping you between himself and the counter. “Sorry I was late darlin’ Rooster was being weird and kept stalling for something.”

“Stalling? I’ll have a talk with him later, ask him what’s up.” You had a few ideas, possibly one involving a certain aviator making a phone call to check on Jake’s eta, a phone call you’re guessing went straight to Bradley. You were gonna have to bake something to thank them both.

You entangled yourself out of Jake’s arms carrying the plates to the couch, refusing to let him help you. His pout however, was quickly erased at the first bite to which he let out what sounded like a moan.

“Fuck this is so good! It tastes exactly like my momma’s recipe. Where the hell did you get this from?”

“Made it, from scratch, with Bob’s help..” A smirk creeped up onto your face, “the recipe, I got from Evelyn.”

Jake froze with his spoon halfway to his mouth. “You talked to my mom?” A giggle escaped you as Jake wrapped his arms around your body pressing you into the couch, “No wonder everything tastes so good.” You let a shout of protest at that.

“And you call yourself a momma’s boy but you can’t even tell your mother’s recipes. Shame on you Jacob Thomas Seresin.”

His signature mischievous smile creeped up onto his handsome face, “Oh, you’re gonna get it now sweetheart.” His fingers began to tickle you, your yellow sundress beginning to ride up as you giggled and tried to squirm away from him, begging for him to stop.

Laughter subsided as his movements began to slow down, both of you realising the position you were in causing your faces to heat up. That’s of course, when Bradley decides to walk into your house ranting about how Bob owes him a huge favour.

He pauses, squealing, as he slaps a hand on his eyes, “Are you both decent?”

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shady-lemur · 8 months

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here’s a part 2 to abby and the red bikini! it’s a little bit rushed but i wanted to get it done before my classes and work consume me. thank you for the love on the last part! it always makes me nervous making smut 😓😓

first part

it’s been a week since that night with abby. you haven’t been able to look your boyfriend in the eye, let alone have any form of intimacy. you haven’t fucked, cuddled, kissed, hugged, or held hands and you knew it was killing manny. he thought it was something he did.

but tonight he asked you to come out with him to a few bars, so here you were. you’re sitting awkwardly in a sit at a high top table with manny, owen, and abby… of course they’re here.

you keep looking at abby, trying to wordlessly tell her “hey!! ever since i had sex with you i can’t even look at my boyfriend and everytime i look at you my face heats up and i can’t be this anymore!!” but she refused to meet your eyes. you didn’t fail to notice how good she looked, a loose black tee with a cargo skirt and her black combat boots. of course her hair was in a braid and she had neat black eyeliner pulled out into wings.

you nervously nurse your drink as they converse about the baseball game on the bar tv. how the fuck could abby be so calm and collected about everything?? after a few more minutes of trying to get her attention you pull your phone out.

(you pink, abby purple.)

we need to talk!!!!!!

What’s there to talk about?

omfg

maybe you’re okay just lying to yourself and everyone around you but i’m not. i can’t do that to manny.

You can’t tell Manny. He’ll never talk to either of us again.

that’s so fucking selfish abby.

we fucked up. and what abt owen? are you okay just acting like you didn’t have sex with someone else?

Yep.

jesus fucking christ.

i can’t believe i messed everything up with manny for u. you’re a fucking coward and a terrible friend.

you turn your phone on silent and put it back in your pocket. your face is heated with anger. abby finally looks at you but it’s a new expression. she’s upset and fucking angry, and it’s all directed at you. you roll your eyes at her scowl and turn to manny, tapping his shoulder. he turns around with a slightly worried expression on his face.

“sorry babe. i’m gonna go home i think.. my stomach hurts super bad and i’m started to get a headache.”

he puts his hand on your forehead to feel your temperature and nods. “let me drive you home.. it feels like you’re heating up and-“

“i’ll just uber. have a goodnight with your friends and i’ll text you when i get home.” you have to physically force yourself to kiss his temple and wave at the other two at the table before grabbing your bag and basically running out of the bar. you order an uber and sit at one of the benches near by until the car pulls up in front of you to take you home.

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last night when you got home from the bar you cried a little bit, drank a lot, and crashed on your couch. this morning you’re regretting every decision you’ve ever made. you couldn’t keep lying to manny like this. you were making yourself sick. and the thought of abby being completely fine keeping this a secret even more sick.

so you decide to call the only other person who knows other than you and abby.

“dee!! i need help.. can you talk?” you basically yell through the phone right when dina answers your facetime.

“what’s up baby? i have like 20 minutes before i need to go pick jj up.” concern is written all over her face as she takes in your hungover tear stained face. you can tell she’s meal prepping.

“last night i saw abby again and she seriously wants to just act like nothing ever happened. like she doesn’t want to tell manny.”

dina frowns at the camera. “y/nn! you know you have to tell him. you fuck up and the only way to get some peace with the situation is to talk to him.” you buried your head into your pillow and shake it. “i’m so stupid!!!!!!”

dina nods as she cuts carrots into jj bite sizes.

“but abby’s stupider. at least tell manny that you cheated, you don’t even have to mention abby.”

you look at the phone and nod. “yeah.. you’re right. i’ll talk to him.”

“mkay babe. i love you, even if your stupid!”

you blow her a kiss before hanging up and texting manny to ask to meet up.

less than 15 minutes later you’re sitting at a table in a cafe waiting for your boyfriend.

“hey.” you hear him as he pulls up a chair across from you and smiles. you give him a sad smile and hand him his coffee order. “thank you love.” you must’ve cringed at the nickname.. you used to love when he called you that.

“manny.. i have to tell you something.” his face slightly drops at your words. he motions for you to go on.

“shit.. a couple nights ago i had sex with someone else.. i’m so fucking sorry.” you feel the tears forming when you look at manny’s disappointed face. he looks like he’s about to start to cry too.

“fuck, y/n”

you look at him. “i love you manny. i never didn’t love you. i never deserved you though. you should be with someone better.”

“i do. i don’t think i can do this anymore,” he scoffs, “i can’t believe i was ring shopping just the other day and now we’re here.” your eyes widen and your tears start to fall. seeing the damage you caused made you feel like you were dying a slow and painful death.

“i’m so sorry. you deserve everything and more. thank you so much for being so good to me.”

he nods slowly and looks down at his drink. “i’ll text you about getting your stuff from my apartment.” then he’s gonna before you can say anything else, leaving you a sobbing mess in a small coffee shop. the barista even ends up giving you a free croissant because “it looks like you need it..” and you did. you also needed a few shots in your system right about now.

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it’s been about 3 month since your breakup. you and manny were somewhat civil, you still followed each other on instagram, and hookuped a few times (womp womp we’ve all been there don’t judge them!!)

but you were really getting your life together!! you baked dessert way to often, you babysat jj way more than dina needed you to because how could you not!! you started exploring your sexuality more, and stopped drinking so much.. it was starting to be a problem. and you haven’t thought of abby for weeks! except for a couple nights ago, and a few night before that, and maybe and few nights before that night!

you were doing great!! totally not thinking about your ex’s roommate/best friend!! never!!

you’re baking an apple pie when there’s a frantic knock at your door. you rush over to look in your peep hole first because living alone is scary and frantic knocks are scaring. imagine your surprise when you see the one and only abby anderson!!! she’s sweaty and has a conflicted expression on her face, she fidgets with her hands nervously.

you open the door in your cute apron and baby blue long sleeved shirt with some plain jeans. you have flour all over yourself. “um.. hi..?”

abby’s face goes pink at your domestic state and clears her throat before looking you in the eyes. “i broke up with owen. manny knows everything. i can’t stop thinking about you.. fuck.”

you stand shocked for a second before finally responding. “you’re serious..?”

she nods, “i think i wanna be with you.”

you look at her in shock again before she slams her lips into yours, you immediately melt into the kiss. you pull her closer by her shirt and whine. she bites your lip softly and brings her hands to your waist, pushing you into your apartment as you laugh into the kiss. you pull away to close your apartment door and shake your head playfully at her, “we’re so fucking stupid.”

abby nods, “the stupidest.” she says before lifting you up so you can wrap your legs around her waist and carried you to your bed.

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@ang3lzl0v3 here’s part two bb 🫶🏻 i hope you like it

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