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fidgets-dismay · 1 year

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Survivors doodle dump djjdhhf

storm is so badass, she deserves a novella.

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nerdpoe · 4 months

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"Daniel, I know this is unorthodox, cornering you in your school cafeteria, but you leave me no choice. I am your father." Said Bruce Wayne, after effectively trapping a teenager in a corner.

"No you're not."

"Daniel I have a DNA te-"

"No you're not. Fuck off."

And with that Bruce Wayne's actual firstborn literally fell backwards out of a window to escape from him before bolting in the direction of a football field.

"Dude that was, like, super creepy," A blond jock says, eyeing Bruce like he's some sort of creepy creep, "I feel so bad for Fenturd to even have to talk to you, I'm not gonna bully him for a whole week, what the fuck."

#phanfic #dpxdc #dcxdp #dp x dc #dc x dp #story prompt #danny just outright refuses #doesnt even explain why #doesnt defend himself #just nope #no #nuh uh #oh u got another kid who wants to be the only blood son #sweet how lucky for him he is

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ghouljams · 7 months

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Reverse Fae!AU feat. Seer!König and Fae!Liebling

Alright, these dumbasses won the poll so here's their start. The return of Liebling's nastier habit and also me jacking up her impulse drive because it's fun. Fae!König would be terribly jealous of his human counterpart, what do you mean fae!Liebling is utterly obsessed? She's insane, I love her. (She's not trapped with him, he's trapped with her)

There's a man inspecting your branches. He's tall, leaning far down to touch your leaves. His eyes are darkly ringed, and in his back pocket there's a scrap of cloth, a mask. He scares and intrigues you in equal measure. He presses his thumb against one of your thorns, letting it break skin before pulling back. The red drop of it falls onto the soil as he presses the digit to his lips. You blink up at him through your thorns, the shield of it feeling more like a prison when faced with him. Your heart beats a little faster, heat flooding your veins as his fingers brush against leaves and gently pluck at the edges of your stems.

He holds a branch out of the way, fingers carefully avoiding the thorns, and reaches his other arm into the heart of your home. You hesitate before reaching up and wrapping your fingers around his. Curious, you've never had someone put themselves in such harm's way before. Not for you. Like a gun going off as soon as you touch him, he grabs you. His grip is tight, immediate and bruising. He pulls you from your home, dragging you through your lovely thorns before you can try to struggle. You yank at his grip, even as he holds you in the summer air, twisting to try and scramble back into your safety. He looks at you, he looks at you. You curl in towards yourself, trying to hide, your thorns reach for you and the man holds you up higher out of their reach. Pain shoots down your arm as your shoulder holds the brunt of your weight. You shout in pain and your thorns react.

They reach for him instead, whips that lash against his legs and dig their spikes into his firm muscle. He hisses, wincing, and wraps his arm around you to hold you against his chest. You push against him, your hands small against his broad chest, his grip unrelenting. Bigger and stronger than you. You switch tactics.

Your thorns wrap around his legs, root him to the ground as you turn to dig your claws into his shoulders, your teeth into his neck. The firm flesh gives under your teeth, blood popping bright on your tongue as you bite him. He flinches, his arms tighten around you as you hold him there. You growl, sink your teeth deeper, threaten to rip clear through his throat if he doesn't let you free. His grip loosens and you take the split second to dislodge your teeth, and scramble from his arms as he smacks a hand against his bleeding neck.

You thorns gather back around you, a protective shield against another grab from your would be captor. You press back on the branches, unnerved by the calmness in the man's eyes even as he holds his life bleeding under his hand.

"Stop looking at me," you snap, wrapping your arms around yourself, "you're not supposed to look at me."

"You're beautiful," his breath rasps, and you feel heat rush through your veins again. You squeeze yourself a little tighter, trying to quell the sudden rapid beat of your heart. This man pulled you from safety, kept you from your thorns, a spare compliment shouldn't make you feel so weak.

"I'm-" you swallow, eyes darting around the garden. He reaches a hand towards you and his fingers brushing your ankle, you pull your legs towards your chest. "I'll bite you again," you warn him. His eyes spark excitedly.

"That would be rude, this is my property you're intruding on," he grabs your ankle, and pulls you out of yourself, "my property, my garden, my thorns-"

"Blackberries," you grit, correcting him without thinking as you dig your fingers into the dirt to hold yourself against his pull.

"Blackberries," he accepts with a smile before continuing, "and my faerie, who is going to apologize for biting me." You're dragged back towards him, the clover littering the garden scrapes your skin and your fingers gouge the dirt trying to keep yourself in place.

"One bite is hardly-"

"One bite?" He laughs, clicks his tongue. A shiver drips down your spine, settles hot between your legs. "One bite," he releases your leg and you try to kick him. He catches it with his bloody hand, the crimson smearing over your skin as it soaks the collar of his tee. He drags his shirt up with his clean hand, his torso littered with half healed scratches, punctures from thorns, bites. "Liebling," he coos as your eyes dart away from him, "you leave your thorns in my bed and think I can't find them again?" His hands grab your hips and tug you up, hold you against his chest as your legs scramble to avoid falling over his lap.

He's so solid, so warm. His blood calls to you, your teeth ache to sink into him again, your lips to feel his skin. Your mouth waters as you press close. Waters the same way it has since he moved in, since you saw him in the garden and felt your heart race watching him pull his shirt up to wipe the sweat from his brow. The shift in your weight drags your hips against his, let's you feel the firm heat of his rapidly growing hardness. You rock down against it as you lean to drag your tongue along his neck. He grabs you by the hair and pulls your head back, just as you get the first taste of blood. You press your fingers to your lips, press your tongue against them to feel the lingering tingle of seer blood.

Your hand is tugged away and replaced by his tongue sliding against yours, licking it into his mouth with a low groan. He sucks the taste of iron from your tongue, his big hands roaming your skin as his teeth scrape against the wet muscle. His tongue invades your mouth, pushes inside with an insistence that makes your eyes flutter closed, a purr starting low and rumbling in your chest.

"Du schmeckst so gut," he murmurs, grabbing your face to hold you in place, "Du schmeckst wie meine, meine Liebling."

"Yours?" You hope, fingers dancing over the warm wound on his neck.

"Mine," he growls. Everything in your chest lights up warm and golden, your thorns sharpen themselves excitedly. You're all too eager to dig your claws into this man, to make him yours in return, a reward for seeking out the sharp parts of you. You'll sharpen yourself against his rocks, and keep out anyone who'd dare try taking him from you.

"Give me your name," you whisper, feeling his lips dragging against yours, his smile.

"König," he lies, half lies. You can feel it piecing itself against your tethers, the hidden tendrils of his real name still locked up tight. You'll get it, your thorns aren't just to keep out trespassers.

They're for keeping your treasure in.

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ceruleancattail · 2 months

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DJ…. DJ Lilia with the headphones and a crooked, fanged smile.

Him in the middle of a club with all the flashing lights, fingers dancing across the soundboard with practised ease. Twisting and turning knobs, slender fingers adorned with silver rings turning the volume up, up, up. The music he pumps out is loud, yet somehow it resonates with your heart.

The bass thundering, shaking the entire club.

Maybe he’ll even put up a little show up there on the stage. Swaying his hips in a dance, winking at the audience. You can see the faint twinkle of his pierces as he sways, hands bobbing up and down to the deafening beat. Sweat glistening on his toned arms, the muscle tee stretching across his torso.

His eyes meet yours, in the crowd. Lilia shoots you a sly smile, the faintest hints of a smirk dancing across his lips. Aw, you came all the way out here to see him perform? How sweet of you. He’ll have to make it worth your while, then!

With a few twists, your favourite song is blaring out of the speakers. Well, not without a few little tweaks by your favourite DJ. Hey, scream your little heart out, sweetheart. DJ Lilia’s right here for you~

#twisted wonderland #twst #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #Lilia vanrouge #Lilia x reader #Lilia vanrouge x reader #lucky charm 🔷#maybe he comes towards you after the show #slinging his sweaty arms over your shoulders #still buzzed from the thrill of the stage #asking you if he did good #did you like the show? he played that song just for you!#come to his next one too :)))#he finds that his performances are so much better if he knows a sweet little thing like you is watching🫶

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liyazaki · 7 months

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meetcuuuuute

LUCKY MY LOVE | EPISODE 1

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funfettified · 2 months

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daily-streber · 1 year

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Valentine's Day cards of your favorites to give to your sweeties 30 minutes before the holiday ends! /j

#twix the bat #spooky month #sm streber #spooky month streber #daily streber #sm kevin #spooky month kevin #kevin x streber #candybats #sweet specter au #i was going to ruin the mood with the next part but i decided to be merciful today #be lucky i was merciful <3

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darlingkairos · 2 months

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You know you’re bright as a morning.

Soft as the rain.

Pretty as a vine, sweet as a grape.

If you could sit in a barrel maybe I’ll wait, until that day

I’d rather take my whiskey neat

My coffee black in my bed at three.

You’re. too. sweet. for. me.

#star wars #fanart #star wars fanart #artists on tumblr #fanartist #my art #oc sharing #my oc stuff #orginal art #orginal character #jedi oc #star wars oc #hozier I don’t know you but thank u #oc: lucky zachmav #oc: jae mari #jae x lucky #too sweet #hozier

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wanderingaldecaldo · 1 year

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Happy New Year!

#mitch anderson #valerie vermilion #cyberpunk 2077 #cyberpunk 2077 photomode #cyberpunk photomode #videogame photography #happy new year #so lucky i got to spend the evening with them #i love them both sm 😭#gotta finish their story #mitch in a sweet ass penthouse #mitch in a suit 🥵#mitch in corpo!val au #corpo!val #mitch x val #au: all that glitters

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popponn · 5 months

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poppon !! hi hii hwehe ໒꒰ྀི∩˃ ᵕ ˂∩꒱ྀི১ i wanted tew come by ‘n visit u bcz i wanted to tell you mi thoughts abt yoichi !! (‘n i noticed darnyoure becoming a caelus luver ‘n i was jumpin up ‘n down bcz i am also a caelus luver ! i fink i hav a thing for puppie boys ) but dis is soo long ‘m so sorrie !

but i was jus thinkin abt yoichi ‘n da holidays . . how cozy ‘n warm the dates would be— baking ginger bread cookies ‘n hearing him shout ‘n panic bcz why does da dough look so gloopy ?! ‘n all you can do is just laugh ‘n tease him about how horrible he is at baking but it doesn’t matter bcz it’s yoichi, ‘n he just pouts at your tease and declares that he’ll learn this recipe inside ‘n out so he can perfect it bcz that’s just him, he was a perfectionist ‘n he wanted to do everything he could to make sure that the blush on your cheeks and the sweet little grin you give him stays on forever.

don’t get mi started on da actual decorating part! i always thought dat yoichi was good at drawing since one of his fav subjects was art hwehe so ofc he gives you a smug little smirk when he sees how messy your gingerbread man looks compared to his, ofc dat grin goes away when you huff and pluck off his gingerbread man’s gum drop bcz gasp ! “how dare you?! a gum drop button?! those are precious!” he’d whine while grumbling and taking the bowl of frosting and using his finger to smear it across your nose. oh now it’s an all out war ! the kitchen is filled with the da sounds of your giggles ‘n shouting as you chase each other around your apartment, trying to run as fast as you can away from him but he’s so fast! he’s much too fast but you shouldn’t be surprised, he’s a professional athlete so when he catches you by your waist and spins you around so fast it makes the both of you dizzy, ‘n he falls onto the plush cushions of your couch while you two pant and laugh breathlessly, mindlessly looking up at the ceiling. it’s quiet for a few minutes, both of you basking in the delightful sounds of crackling fire from your fireplace and the gosh scent of gingerbread and vanilla frosting wafts over to you both like a warm hug . “come here,” he murmurs to you, reaching for your hand lazily as you thread your fingers together. you crawl into his arms and cling, gently throwing your leg over his own and he drops a kiss onto the crown of your head. “merry christmas.”

tumblr user yaakultt your taste in man is superb i approve!!!!!! and it's the charming greenflags you know :(( i understand :(( and DONT SAY SORRY I ENJOY THIS SO MUCH THANK YOU WHATT

10000/10. no notes. i wont add anything. this is perfect. omg. this is glorious ue ue yoichiii :(((( ue ue winter cuddle with the boy of all time :'''(((( truly where happiness lies

#kayla ueaudkad this made my day thank u for sharing this omg :(((((#so domestic so sweet so yoichi aydhiald im sobbing <33 #when he catches you by your waist and spins you around i feel like ascending kayla ily ily ily #babblings #i hope u dont mind if i tag it just a bit so some lucky souls could get this yoichi sweetness too!! :3 #isagi x reader #isagi fluff #isagi yoichi x reader #guys kayla is a gift to this world do u know ue ue ue kaylaaa :((( im a broken radio but this is AAAAAAAAAA #i will reread this over and over again then i will also come to your inbox the moment my brain is no longer a fluffy mush!! wait for me!!!

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swirlymarimo · 2 years

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Comfort Part 1

Zoro: What's with the sad face?

Sanji: *sad* Hm? Oh I'm having an awful day!

Zoro: Come here love cook. *opens arms*

Sanji: *falls into Zoro*

Zoro: Wanna tell me what happened?

Sanji: What didn't happen. That marine attack last night made me lose two whole hours of sleep, I've had a headache all day, I ran out of cigarettes, my favorite wood spoon split and as if things couldn't get worse the fridge broke and I had to spend all afternoon trying to preserve what food I could.

Zoro: You're right that does sound like an awful day.

Sanji: And it's not even over yet.

Zoro: Let me make it all better for you darling. *pulls him into a kiss*

Sanji: How would you do that?

Zoro: I'm going to grab a nice bottle of wine, drag your mopey butt outside, light a couple of candles and watch the stars with you until everyone else goes to bed. After that I'll bring you back to bed and make you feel so good you'll forget about all that stress from today.

Sanji: Zoro you lover boy.

Zoro: Yeah maybe. Can I?

Sanji: I'd like that. Make it all better.

Zoro: *kisses his head* I'll be right back. Find the blanket for me?

Sanji: Sure. Hey Zoro?

Zoro: Hm?

Sanji: Thank you.

Zoro: Psh, I don't want your thanks. Just tell me I'm the most perfect husband ever.

Sanji: *chuckles* You're a wonderful husband.

Zoro: I really am amazing at marriage.

Sanji: Just go, before I change my mind.

#zosan #zoro x sanji #zoro and sanji #zosan script #not incorrect quotes #original zosan script #married zosan #my post #zoro is a good husband #sanji is a lucky man #comforting eachother #fluff #zoro can be sweet too

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ceruleancattail · 1 year

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Oh! If you're still open for requests, maybe something fluffy with a reader flustering Vil (or any of the more 'composed' of the boys) with an honest and cute compliment. (Like maybe tucking a small flower behind Vil's ear and saying it's pretty because it matches his eyes or something)

Thank you for sharing your writing anyway, though! It's always so cute and sweet! <3

Compliments and Flowers

Vil x reader

The cloying scent of morning dew, and freshly mown grass. The blanket rustles as Vil shifts closer to you, staring at the chain in your hands. Fingers moving deftly, you twist flower after flower together, effortlessly weaving a chain of blossoms.

“What are you making there, hm?”

He brushes a stray strand of hair behind his ear, leaning down for a better look. You raise it up, allowing him to observe the flower stems you’re twisted together.

“A flower chain!”

A sheepish laugh, before you continue. Adding more and more flowers into it. You hardly look at the chain, eyes only on Vil.

The sunlight seemed to shine on him perfectly, the morning sun blessing him with a gentle halo. The lights highlighting his elegant features, enhancing his beauty by a hundredfold.

“It’s something I’ve learnt awhile ago. It’s fun.”

“So it seems.”

He watches your fingers dance across the chain, sewing the stems together. Your gaze meet his. Vil only smiles, gesturing for you to carry on. Shaking your head, you reach for more flowers, before depositing them on his lap.

“The best way to learn would be experience, no?”

You cup his hands in yours, before slowly guiding him through the process. The back of his palm was as smooth as silk. He smelt like lavender, the pleasant scent wafting into your nostrils, settling deep in your heart. Those purple buds were renown for having a calming effect. Soon, you could feel your shoulders relaxing, leaning into Vil’s chest.

A chuckle shook your back, before his arms move around your waist, elbows resting on your knees. You two sit down together, weaving long chains of little flowers. Fastening it into a loop, it almost looked like a tiara, dotting with multi coloured gems.

A chin resting on your shoulder, Vil pokes at your crown, his fingers skating on it’s entirety.

“What a charming crown. To think it’s made entirely out of flowers.”

That gets a laugh out of you. Beaming, you slide it onto his head. Nestling in his locks of blond and purple, little blossoms dotted across his head. He looked like a Elfen prince from a fairy tale, who’ve just emerged from the woods.

“Well, you’re my Prince Charming after all. It does look good on you, Vil.”

A pause, before his cheeks glow a faint pink. A blush rampaging on his face, glowing as brightly as the sun. Burying his face into the crook of your neck, you could feel his breath press into your skin. Much like warm caresses, lingering on the base of your neck.

His arms slide across your torso, holding you tightly. An embrace that has your back slotted against his chest, close enough to feel his heartbeat beat through your back. A flustered beat, rapidly thumping through his chest.

“Now really…You’re rather honest, aren’t you?”

A gentle kiss is pressed onto your cheek, his lips melting against you like butter in the summer’s sun.

“I can’t say I dislike it, love.”

#twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #vil schoenheit #vil #twst vil #vil schoenheit x reader #Vil x reader #lucky potion 🔷#this was super sweet to write #thank you for the request!!!

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funfettified · 9 months

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seokjin-gularity · 1 year

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Huening Kai lucky draw

#hueningkai #hyuka #txt #tomorrow x together #txt tour #sweet mirage #kpop boys #lucky draw

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wildemaven · 7 months

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I think Tumblr ate this the first time so let's try again, lol

Bryony and Ava were thinking about it and they didn't want Poppy to be the odd one out ya know sooooo they're absolutely positive Poppy and Dieter have room for this lovely table somewhere....in the art studio maybe? 🦛💕

That’s so sweet of them!! I think this would fit in perfectly somewhere where in Poppy and Dieter’s place.

On a good night, it would be covered in styrofoam take out boxes from their favorite restaurant. Both of them laying on the floor beneath the glass, too full to move, Dieter convincing Poppy he could hold his breath as long as a hippo can underwater, which is 5 long minutes— Poppy discovers Dieter can barely make it past 45 seconds

Poppy thanks Bryony & Ava!!

#dieter bravo imagine #Dieter x poppy #sweet creature series #Byrony Ava and Poppy are lucky women

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joaquinwhorres · 2 years

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find the word tag.

tagged by @veetlegeuse who always has the best games

words: crash, tremble, blush, learn, strange, fly

crash

Your eyes shot up from where you had been wrapped up in your current project of queuing up the perfect mixture of classic and new Panic! At the Disco songs—your best guess on what they’d play tonight to give Toni a much needed crash course on their discography.

Fresh Air (Sweet Pea x Reader, abandoned WIP)

tremble

He was not a virgin by any means, but hovering on top of her, his hands trembled, and he felt nervous for the first time in years.

Her eyes fluttered open, and she looked at him with a keen warmth, as if seeing his hesitancy for exactly what it was.

The Lucky Ones (Post-War!George Weasley x f!OC, WIP)

blush

"I think we met briefly at the World Cup," Bill commented shaking Wren's hand. Her breath caught slightly as she looked up at him, taking in his dragon fang earring and dark, Weird Sisters-esq clothes.

"Yeah, right," Wren nodded hoping she was successful in fighting back a blush.

The Fool (Fred Weasley x f!OC, future chapter of published work)

learn

For instance, tonight some frat guy decided to wear salmon shorts to a dive bar. If I had to guess, he’s the rare tourist/bro crossbreed; a brother from a southern chapter of a fraternity or a recent transplant who has yet to learn that people up north don’t wear colors.

Phantasmagoria (original work)

strange

"Oh yeah," Joaquin said, darting forward to shut the door before coming back to lead you deeper into his apartment. The TV was on and a strange piece of machinery sat next to a bottle of beer on the coffee table. Your eyes lingered on both as Joaquin cleaned papers off the other half of his couch to make room for you. "Do you want a beer?"

Mr. Fix-It (neighbor!Joaquin Torres x reader, WIP)

fly

"I'll have you know I'm more than just a pretty face," he remarked, taking a sip from his beer. "I also happen to fly planes."

hey baby (Rooster Bradshaw x reader, WIP)

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new words: whisper, shout, brush, air, rough, quickly

tagging @itsjustgracy @akabluekat @hairringtonsteve @paperpocalypse @roosterbradshaws @bubblegum-barbie

#anna writes #fun and games #rooster bradshaw x reader #joaquin torres x reader #fred weasley x oc #george weasley x oc #sweet pea x reader #phantasmagoria #original work #fic: hey baby #fic: mr. fix-it #novel: phantasmagoria #series: the fool #series: the lucky ones #series: fresh air #ship: fwrend #oc: wren collings #ship: georny #oc: bryony hewitt

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