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latoyalestrange · 1 year

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I love your writing could i request a Sebastian x fem reader where the reader and Sebastian go to a Slytherin party together and the reader gets a little to drunk and Sebastian takes the reader to his room or the undercroft and takes care of her.

oh my god this is such a cute ideaaa. i love free labor. thanks for the inspo, pookie.

you fill up my cup

s. sallow x f!slytherin!reader

what a cute gif btw. i imagine they would hand out cocktails like this. also side note please look up what mens underwear looked like in the 1890's. i took one look at it and i was like hell no lmao. so he's wearing longer boxers in this.

summary: you accidentally have a bit too much to drink at a slytherin party. even while practically incoherent, you are all over sebastian, and he thinks it's so fucking adorable.

words: 0.7k

warnings: fluff, drinking, swearing, not edited!

one thing you could do while drunk is talk. merlin, you could go on for hours if everyone let you. it wasn't the annoying kind of excessive talking, but it was a drastic difference to what you were normally like. you weren't shy, but it was hard to be yourself around people. being intoxicated helped tremendously with that, completely ridding your mind of that precautionary filter. but there would come a point where the liquor got the best of you, and you would suddenly become this sickeningly sweet love bug that clinged to sebastian's side and would stare at him adoringly when you weren't talking his ear off.

he did anything but mind, though. in fact, he did the opposite. although he wasn't fond of getting more than tipsy, he agreed to go to every party, mostly because you wanted him to and he lived to make you happy, but partly because he eventually got to see this side of you.

"sebastiaaaaan," you drawled lovingly at him. he chuckled, looking down you meet your heavily lidded eyes peering up at him. you had an undeniably goofy smile on your face.

"yes, love?" he fixed your slightly frayed hair with the soft palm of his hand, kissing the top of your head after. you blushed, but tried really hard to focus on what you were saying.

"am i your pretty girl?" he was glad no one was in earshot of the two of you sat on the plush velvet couch, but his cheeks still flushed a bright red.

"of course you're my pretty girl. you're my beautiful girl." his heart could've burst as you perked up at his words. you gasped, smiling lazily at him.

"i am? aw, yay." your head fell to rest on his chest and he tried not to disturb you with his laughter as his arm draped around your back to pull you into him. he started rubbing your back, and he could sense it as your breathing slowed when you slowly started to drift to sleep.

"are you sleepy, baby? we can go to bed if you want." you didn't respond, you only nodded your head as it still lay on him.

"okay, i'll help you to bed, love." he supported your frame as he slipped out from underneath you to stand. he pulled you to you feet and you instantly wrapped your soft arms around him. he kissed your head once more before beginning to lead you to the dorms, weaving through the crowd as he held you up when you stumbled. you nearly fell just outside of your room, sending you into a cackling, drunk mess. he shook his head, trying not to laugh at you.

"what am i gonna do with you, hm?" you couldn't bother defending yourself, still giggling as you starting sloppily removing your robes. he helped you with the buttons once he got tired of watching you struggle. once you were just in your slip dress, you flopped onto your bed and crawled under the thick duvet, relishing in the warmth you missed from your robes. sebastian leaned in to peck your lips and withdrew himself back to the side of your bed.

"you aren't leaving, are you? no, no, stay with me, pleeeeaaase?" you outstretched your arms to him, flexing your hands as they longed for his.

"what about imelda? the whole school will know she saw us in bed together by tomorrow morning." you looked at him with a blank, confused expression for a moment, silent. he quirked his head at you, curious.

"okay? and i care...why?" you teased. he rolled his eyes and scoffed lightheartedly.

"fine." his innocent lips curled into a smirk as he started on his own robes. once he was down to his shorts, he slipped under the blanket with you. you were instantly much more comfortable as he settled in behind you and wrapped his arms around you. he felt so lovely and warm holding you. it was dreamy, truly.

"i love you." you sighed with satisfaction. he kisssed your bare shoulder and nuzzled into your back.

"i love you, darling. sweet dreams."

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topazshadowwolf · 27 days

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GoopTales: Part 22, waking up and domestic fluff

And now, they wake up...

Parts: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22(you are here)/34

AO3: Ch 1 (1-4), Ch 2 (4-8), Ch 3 (9-12), Ch 4 (13-16) Ch 5 (17-19), Ch 6 (20-23), Ch 7 (24-27), Ch 8 (28-31), Ch 9 (32-34)

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Something moving started to pull him from the deeper sleep he had been enjoying. It wasn’t the first time he felt something move while sleeping. It frequently happens; he ignores it and continues to sleep, which is how it usually goes. His tentacles, reacting to the emotions that his dreams stir, are typically what he feels when moving about in bed.

This was different, though.

It felt like small hands pushing on his back as someone was climbing on him. Soft, hushed voices telling the one who was climbing him confirmed his suspension. Nightmare groaned softly before opening his eye and looking at the little skeletons. Killer continued to climb up on him, settling down in the center of his back, making it hard for Nightmare to see him.

“killer,” Horror hissed softly in a whisper, “you woke him up.”

“i did?” Killer asked without the care of keeping quiet.

“You did,” Nightmare said before yawning. Slowly sitting up, he felt Killer safely slip down onto the bed in a fit of giggles.

“sorry,” Dust said softly.

“No need to apologize. I actually had a pleasant sleep. I hope you four did as well,” Nightmare said as his tendrils curled around the four small skeletons in a hug. “Now, if only I woke up on my own accord and not because some little minion decided to start crawling all over me. A rude awakening by an intrepid mountain climber is a poor start to a day.”

“intepit?” Cross asked.

“In-trep-id,” Nightmare corrected.

“intrepid,” Cross said, trying again.

“There you go, it means fearless or adventurous,” Nightmare explained.

“that’s me!” Killer exclaimed, holding his arms up excitedly.

Nightmare used a tendril to pick the child up, purposefully holding him upside-down, “Yes, that was you, but your actions were still rude. Were they not?”

Killer giggled, “sorry!”

“Why do I doubt that you are?” Nightmare asked, and Killer giggled more as Nightmare set him back down. “Alas, the youth these days have no respect for their elders. Whatever is an old man like me to do?”

“i re-pect you, mr. night,” Cross said quickly before whispering to Horror, “what’s re-pect mean?”

“respect, it means… um…,” Horror put his hand to his chin as he thought. “i know what it means just… um…”

“You are unsure how to define it, or put it into words?” Nightmare asked, and Horror nodded. “Start, and I will help you when you need it.”

“okay, um. it means that you… show uh… well you listen and you…show someone they are important,” Horror said, then looked at Nightmare.

“Exactly. You honor them by listening, doing as they ask, and being polite.” He smiled and patted Horror on the back. “You did well, Horror. You did not need my help after all.”

“thank you, mr. night,” Horror said with a smile.

“i respect you! i just like being silly,” Killer giggled.

“That you do, you little imp,” Nightmare huffed.

To that, Killer gasped and folded his arms, “i’m not an imp! i’m a skeleton!”

“Yes, you are. Come along, babybones. Time for breakfast,” Nightmare said as he stood from his bed.

“oh! oh! can you carry me, pleeeeaaase~?” Killer asked, holding his arms up in the traditional ‘pick me up pose’ all children seem to know naturally.

“me too! please!” Cross said, putting his arms up as well.

“Alright,” he said as he used his tendrils to wrap around those two and lifted them off the bed. Killer giggled and squirmed a little before finally settling into the hold. It amused Nightmare as the youngest, Cross, patted the tendril as if it were alive while whispering, “thank you” to the limb. As Cross continued to gently pet the limb, Nightmare turned his attention to Dust and Horror. “What about you two? Do you want to be carried, as well?”

“yes, please,” Horror replied, and Nightmare curled a tendril around him. Horror simply hugged the limb that held him with a content smile.

Dust was hesitant and fiddled with his fingers for a short moment before he softly muttered, “please?”

And with that, Nightmare lifted him off the bed as well. Just as before, there was a flinch at the initial contact, but Dust soon relaxed and was lifted off the bed. He looked down and around himself, interested in the different angle he now had to view everything.

Nightmare made his way out of his room to theirs to help them pick out what they would wear and get them ready for the day. Keeping Killer and Cross focused was a struggle, but he could after that good sleep. One at a time, he helped them brush their teeth, Cross needing help with the action to make sure he got all of his teeth, and a tendril around Killer kept him in place long enough to complete the task. Once done and dressed, he walked them down the hall.

“what about you, mr. night? you still have your jammies on!” Cross asked.

“That I do. Once you four are being watched by Lyra, I shall change and brush my teeth,” He explained as they continued on their way. This time, they wanted to walk on their own—Killer and Dust on one side, Horror and Cross on the other side of him. Killer and Horror were holding a tendril in one hand and the other’s hand in the other.

Once they reached the kitchen, he found Lyra at the refrigerator going through its contents. She looked up at Nightmare and the others and smiled. “I hope you do not mind. I decided to make meal plans for the week,” she said, closing the refrigerator door.

“I do not mind at all. I will admit, I was so busy with other things that I just decided on meals when it was time to eat,” Nightmare admitted. “Speaking of meals, I have four little baby bones-”

“i’m not a baby! i’m an intrupid,” Killer started.

“Intrepid,” Nightmare corrected.

“intrepid… umm… oh! climber!” Killer announced.

“you are a babybones,” Horror grinned while patting Killer on the head.

“nuh-uh!” Killer rebutted.

“Alright, no more arguing. All four of you are baby bones, adventurous nature or not. Now, if Lyra is alright with it, I will leave you four in her care as I get myself ready for the day,” Nightmare declared.

“okay, mr. night!” Cross said before hugging Nightmare around the legs.

“I think that sounds like a wonderful idea. I will have them help with breakfast, and when you get back, we will enjoy a meal together,” Lyra smiled.

It had been long enough that Dust could now eat most of what was given to him without making him sick. And with them helping, that should keep Killer out of trouble and Horror entertained enough not to prank the others. Content they were in good hands, Nightmare started to turn to leave when he felt someone holding one of his tendrils.

Looking down, he saw Dust holding the limb in question. He was near tears as he looked up at Nightmare with a pleading look that said what his voice was failing to say. Dust wanted to come with. When he was alone with the boys, Dust stayed close whenever Nightmare was home. He usually did not initiate physical contact beyond holding a tendril like now, but he did accept it when offered. At this moment, when the others were going over to Lyra to learn what she had planned for breakfast and how they could help, Nightmare considered Dust may have become “clingy.”

What was he to do…

Nightmare will not admit it, but after his troubles as a small child at the hands of adults… he had a soft spot for them. Such young children should be his brother's concern. And yet, Nightmare just had a hard time hurting, emotionally or physically, children. It just felt like bullying.

He just… didn’t like bullying of children…

That dislike only seemed to get stronger the older he got.

But this wouldn’t be bullying… it would be telling Dust he had to wait with the others.

And yet…

He was getting soft…

Those sad eyelights, tears in the corner of his sockets, as the child silently pleaded…

“Dust,” Lyra said as she walked over and knelt down. “Mr. Night just needs to get dressed and cleaned up like you did.”

Dust looked down at the floor and nodded; he understood, but… Nightmare was the first adult to show him kindness and love. After all the anger and hate he had experienced, Dust seemed scared to be away from Nightmare. He felt safe when Nightmare was around and wanted the guardian who was protecting him from “The Doctor” to stay nearby.

“Lyra, I,” Nightmare started, but Lyra shook her head.

“Dust, I have an idea. Can you help me? Nightmare is going to be very hungry by the time he is done, and I do not think I and the other three could make enough food for him without your help,” Lyra said as she held her hand out to him.

“Hmmm, I am feeling rather peckish right now,” Nightmare said thoughtfully.

“I am sure you will be ravenous by the time you return,” Lyra grinned.

“i thought you didn’t hafta eat since you eat emotions!” Killer blurted out. He then gasped, “what about all the times you didn’t eat with us? Was that because… because you didn’t make enough for all of us and you?”

“Well… I require emotions more than food, but I also enjoy food,” Nightmare explained.

“you really need my help?” Dust asked in a whisper to Lyra.

“I do,” She whispered back. “So, will you help us?”

Dust looked up at Nightmare and then back at her with a nod. With that, she extended her hand, and he placed his hand in hers. She then stood and guided him over to the others. Dust looked back momentarily but then focused on where she was guiding him. With the group distracted with breakfast plans, Nightmare turned and left the room to prepare for the day.

…

He could get used to this…

#This is just fluff #sweet sweet cotton candy domestic dadmare fluff #With a bit a FuzzyNight sprinkled on top with Lyra being a momster #Gooptales #dadmare #nightmare!sans #dust!sans #killer!sans #horror!sans #cross!sans #babies learning big words from papa #Nightmare finally got some good sleep #hurray!#:3 so much soft domestic fluff

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koqabear · 4 months

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Hmmm, I'm really into fantasy. As for groups, I stan a lot (probably too many), so you could recommend any 😭

Also, what do you mean?!😭 Your personality is just so 💜💜💜!! Like I have never admired a stranger so much in my entire life 😭😭😭

-Lvlee

hi loveee !! so as it turns out,,, making a rec list is very hard. very. i've read a lot less fics than i thought omg (which is why all the ones i listed are on the older side LMAO), so i am here with some txt and bts recs 😭 they're mostly supernatural/fantasy, but you can always check out my main blog (@/michipan) if you wanna see anything else!

also 🫠 please.... im sobbing rn u are the cutest ever </3 i am nothing but a silly little normal person i promise

to anyone who decides to check out these recs, pleeeeaaase support the authors!! please im genuinely begging you!!! leave a little review and a reblog and show them love bc they're amazing <3

BTS Recs

☆ Beastly Gods by @lemonjoonah

✧ hybrid!taehyung x fem!reader x ???

wc: 8K // genre: hybrid au, thirller, drama, smut, potentially dark and triggering content so read the warnings carefully!

Summary: ‘Don’t leave the forest,’ a rule that you’ve been forced to follow since birth, but you are tired of living in this wooden cage. Out of desperation you cut a deal with Taehyung, who claims to be the only one who can get you out safely, even though he might be just as dangerous as the god you’re trying to escape.

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oh. my. GOD. this was one of the first few fics i read when i joined this site, and it's literally stuck with me ever since. i can't say too much about it without spoiling it, but the worldbuilding and pacing was just. immaculate. the storyline is so well done and just. everything about it is perfection omg. there's another part that goes along with this story, but i can't link it bc ofc... spoilers 😖i wish i had more to say about this fic, but i read it years ago and forgot to write a review for it T_T

☆ Treasure by @sombreboy

✧ faerie dragon hybrid!jimin x fem!reader

wc: 4.7K // genre: pwp smut, hybrid, yandere, fairytale, again potentially dark and triggering content so read the warnings carefully!

Summary: Jimin loves to collect sparkly riches and playthings. You just happen to be the next treasure that ignited his obsessive desires.

sol's personal notes:

(fucking explodes into a million pieces) i can't. i had to reread this story real quick to get a refresher on it and just. jimin's character in this is literally so perfect and mischievous and evil!! and i love it... <3 he is characterized so well and the descriptions are just so well done... ouuu i just read over the smut again and i teared up a little. the dialogue is genuinely so insane im not normal abt this fic sorry.

TXT Recs

☆ the prince and the jackal by @gyuluster

✧ prince!beomgyu x woodcutter!metalbender!reader

wc: 11.8k // genre: fantasy au, fluff

Summary: in the Kingdom of Terrae, you, a metalbender, believe in the deforestation to modernise the land. As a member of the Lumberjackals, you thrive on cutting down trees and stealing resources until you get caught by the Crown Prince, Choi Beomgyu, a lover and embodiment of the nature you wish to destroy. However, instead of imprisoning you for your crimes, Beomgyu decides to show you the beauty and wonders of nature, leaving you to doubt your beliefs, your identity, and your very feelings for the certain boy determined to change you for the better.

sol's personal notes:

unfortunately the author is no longer active on this account (💔💔💔💔) but like. this story literally changed my brain chemistry i dont think you guys understand. it's been so long since i read this but even so, it lives on in my mind... the world building and characters are so well done and from what i remember, beomgyu's character was literally so charming T_T such a pretty story, i might go reread this bc like... the fantasy was executed so well and i love me a good royalty au <3 not to mention the whole concept of the powers is so cool!

☆ Swimmin' in a Mirror by @bangchanswolfpelt

✧ soobin x2 x fem!reader (stay with me here)

wc: 2.5K // genre: magical school au (not a harry potter au) smut

Summary unavailable.

sol's personal notes:

this one's like a whole 180 from the last fic LMAO but GOOD GOD. this author isn't active anymore from what i know of but like. they were literally revolutionary and this fic is just. never seen anything like this before but )#%(&#%??? it's genuinely so impressive how they managed to pull this off alkghadg so hot so insane so creative

☆ that's the spirit! by @agustdiv1ne

✧ sixth sense/ ghost hunter! soobin x fem!reader

wc: 14.6K // genre: high school au, fluff, angst, some elements of horror

Summary: a couple weeks before halloween, you find the quiet boy from your high school staring up into your bedroom. you're a little creeped out, and miles more scared, but then he shows you something that changes how you see, well, everything.

sol's personal notes:

are we surprised. i don't think so. i literally never shut up about this fic ever like i'm such a sucker for unique stories and this is definitely one of them! the pacing, supernatural elements, and environment was written sooo well, and the worldbuilding and explanations that comes along with the plot is so perfectly executed and well thought out. such a cool story, with a banger playlist to go along with it :]

☆ Dirty Little Secret by @petrichor-han

✧ vampire! yeonjun x gn!witch!reader

wc: 4.0K // genre: angst, dark fantasy, vampire!au, witch!au, enemies to lovers

Summary: yeonjun is one of prince seungmin’s most trusted bodyguards. born as a low-class vampire, he worked his way to the top and is proud of his accomplishments, beginning to adapt his friends’ classist mindsets and forgetting where he came from. but when his brothers come to visit one day, exposing his poor ancestry, everyone turns against him except for one: a lowly servant whom he’d picked on in the past—you.

sol's personal notes:

are you kidding me. DARK FANTASY. yeah that's literally all it took for me to fall in love with this story; the imagery is beautiful and the storytelling is so heart wrenching and good and i am literally clawing at the bars of my enclosure rn btw. this fic is sososo good and i'd literally kill to get another morsel from this universe !

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✧ again, make sure to show all these lovely authors some love!! if any of you manage to see this (unlikely. for the most part) i literally cherish these stories sm and would literally die for them idcidc u guys truly made some masterpieces over here ✧

#i'd definitely like to read more fics #i just never have the time anymore...#it's getting difficult writing as it is lmao #but anyways #i hope you like these >w<#they are my favs #lvlee anon!#koqabear asks #rambles

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angellayercake · 1 year

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Omg Kiss Prompt 32 with either Primo or Secondo pleeeeaaase! It’s so sweet! Mm, makes me want a good Tiramisu.

I went with Primo because no one had asked for any smooches with him yet!

32. A kiss so passionate, so perfect - that after they part, neither person can open their eyes for a few moments afterwards.

It had been so many years you barely made a fuss of your anniversary anymore but there was no harm in giving him a small token of your appreciation. Not when after all this time he still gave you butterflies when you saw him unexpectedly across the abbey. He still surprised you with flowers he handpicked on his way back to your rooms. You had exchanged your long nights of partying and passion for comfort and companionship, more through necessity than choice but it had been a pleasant surprise to you both when your love had only deepened.

Twenty years later here you were, attempting to make his favourite dessert for the first time and it looked underwhelming to say the least. You hold up your recipe book looking between the example picture and the sad dish that sat on your counter and couldn’t help but feel disappointed. You could see the coffee pooling in the corners that should have been absorbed by the sponge, the sponge that should be sat in uniform layers churned up and crumbling apart into the cream, and the cream that should be smoothed sat in peaks and troughs that wouldn’t flatten no matter what you tried. Granted you hadn’t dusted it with cocoa powder yet but you didn’t think even a liberal amount would cover the sins.

Just as you are contemplating binning it all you hear the door open and you feel a smile creep over your face at the sight of him, eclipsing the annoyance you were feeling prior. He has the largest bouquet you had seen yet awkwardly hidden behind his back, the greenery seeming to sprout from his shoulders and head making you giggle at the sight. He startles in surprise when he sees you watching, clearly having hoped to sneak in his gift without being seen. Realising he has been caught, he smiles at you with a similar besotted expression you imagine is on your face and comes over to you still holding the flowers behind his back.

‘For you fiore mio,’ he says as he awkwardly manoeuvres the bouquet in front of him so he could hand it to you. Tears prick at your eyes as you take it all in. It’s so beautifully arranged with all your favourites, cardinals and dahlias, marigolds and chrysanthemums in a riot of fiery reds, oranges, and yellows. Although you know he no longer has the dexterity to complete it himself you can picture him hovering around the poor sibling he enlisted to help him, making sure everything was perfect. Unlike your tiramisu.

‘They are beautiful Primo, thank you.’ You press your face to them gently breathing in the array of scents.

‘Flowers have nothing on your beauty, but they are all I have to offer.’ The old sap was determined to make you cry, you were sure of it but you manage to just give him a watery smile as you lay them carefully on the table until you fetch the vase. As you move though he spots the disaster of a dessert behind you. ‘And what is this?’

‘Oh that.’ You reach for the sieve and cocoa, quickly starting to sprinkle over it to hide the worst flaws. ‘I tried to make your favourite but I think it might be a bust.’ Somehow it looks even worse now.

‘Amore if you made it I’m sure it will be perfect.’ You grimace at his optimism but you may as well try it now. It is possible that it won’t taste as bad as it looks.

‘Well are you ready to put your money where your mouth is?’ You turn to him, handing him a serving spoon and you're not sure whether to be amused or offended by the apprehension showing on his face.

‘Of course,’ he says as he scoops up a generous amount. ‘Are you sure you don’t want to try it first? It’s your hard work after all.’

‘But it’s your present Papa,’ If he ever had a weakness it is you using his title against him, he is incapable of refusing you especially when combined with fluttering eyelashes and an innocent smile. It gets him every time. He holds the spoon up to his mouth, almost going cross eyed as he gives it a good look, before taking a mouthful and chewing slowly. You try to keep your face neutral as you watch the array of emotions wash over his face.

‘It’s, um, lovely amore but I think I am full after just that bite,’ he chuckles awkwardly and you know exactly the game he is playing but fair’s fair, it's your turn now. He feeds you what's left on the spoon, managing to get cream on your nose in the process. It’s not bad but not great either. Your liberal use of the cocoa powder has made it more bitter than it should be and there is a distinct lack of coffee at least in this bite, and you imagine in other parts it is going to be overwhelming. You knew it wouldn't be good but you can't help the disappointment that washed over you at your failure, especially considering the effort he had gone to for you and the tears finally spill over.

‘Oh fiore mio, don't be sad.’ He swipes the cream off your nose, sucking it off his finger with a pop to try and make you laugh but when you can only muster a weak smile he takes your face in his hands. ‘Amore your love is the best gift I could ever ask for, si?’ He wipes away your tears and you focus on his warm eyes and know that he means it. ‘Anything else, it is just additional.’ He leans in and kisses you pushing you back until you are leaning against the counter and then kisses you some more, communicating everything he just told you through his insistent lips and caressing hands. Your arms loop around his neck pulling him even closer as you make out in the kitchen like you were still in the first flushes of romance. Until you are forced to pull away to catch your breath. All tears forgotten as you rest there, foreheads pressed together not even able to open your eyes as you just enjoy his overwhelming love.

‘But that still is a crime against tiramisu, Amore.’ You bark out a laugh and shove him away, the bastard.

#smooch time #papa emeritus i x reader #primo x reader #papa emeritus i #primo #the band ghost fic #the band ghost fanfiction #my writing

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omnidemidisaster · 1 year

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Hey i was wondering if you could do radford x rick and make it fluff/sfw? If not then that's fine :)

My popcorn is bitter

Radford x Rick

Tw/ Depression and suicidal thoughts.

( As always, a mini PSA. If you or someone you love is experiencing thoughts of suicide, I strongly encourage you or that person to get help asap. I know for a fact someone in this wide world wants you to be alive. My dms are always open if you need someone to talk to )

"Check in"

It was another of those late nights. The nights where Rick just lied in bed...awake. Just staring at that white, now very darkish grey looking, ceiling. The bed was comfortable, but no amount of pillows or soft blankets could ever erase his thoughts.

His thoughts? Yeah...thoughts of why am I even here? or should I stay alive if I serve zero purpose?. Those thoughts were consistent, like a weed in a beautiful garden. And no matter how hard Rick tried and tried to get rid of those thoughts...nothing helped.

He sat up...and was considering. Considering everything that came to this point...

Just then...his phone rang. He looked over...Radford was calling him....Eh, why not say goodbye to him, thats what Radford at least deserved.

Rick picked up the phone.

"Hello?"

Rick heard Radford's excited and nerdy voice coming from the other side of the phone.

"Yo! Rick! Sorry if I woke you up this late, but guess what!"

Rick sighed. He felt bad he was gonna leave such a sweet guy behind...at least it'll be the last person and he was okay with that.

"What?"

"I ended up getting and saving enough and...I want you to go to The Rainbow Bullets show with me!"

Huh...he wanted Rick to see some random rock concert with him...But why Rick? Radford has other friends...Like Kevin. Kevin's clearly more worthy.

"No...its fine..."

Rick could somehow hear Radford's pout from the other end.

"But Riiick! I've been wanting you to come with me! I know how much you love them and I wanna spend time with you! Pleeeeaaase?"

...

"Rick?"

Rick realized he was just staring and responded.

"But why me? I don't even have money.."

"Well thats because you keep quitting...But still! I wanna take you! I have enough to take us, don't worry about the money. Just..please, will you go with me? Pleeeaaase?"

Dammit Radford...he sounded just like his brother.

Rick gave it some thought...fine.

"Oh alright. I'll go with you. Just let me drive for us, its the least I can do"

Rick heard Radford's very hushed "yesss!", which did make him smile a bit.

"Cool! I'll meet you after my shift, okay?"

"Kay"

"Alright. I'll go so you can sleep. Goodnight Rick! I love you!"

Before Rick responded, Radford had already hung up.

That left Rick just staring at his phone screen. Radford...dammit Radford. Why did Radford even say he loved Rick? Surely, surely that was accidental. No one loved Rick...

His phone buzzed again with a text from Radford. It was the directions to the place where this concert would take place, plus an extra message.

Radford ☆: Oh yeah. I'm sorry about the whole love you thing

Radford ☆: But I mean it! >:D

Radford ☆: I LOVE YOU DUDE!!! <33

Radford ☆: Alright alright you gotta sleep. How else are you gonna get energy to party tomorrow?!

Radford ☆: alright. Goodnight! I love you! Don't you forget that! >:))). Okay love you!!!

Rick: love you too

Rick put down his phone. Every and all thoughts of considering just fizzled out. Fine...he can spend one day with Radford at some concert.

He rolled back into bed and got under the covers. It seemed that that bed was much more comfortable this time around.

Instead of thoughts of a life without him, now it was just what to wear to that concert...and how the hell did Radford make him feel...whatever the hell he was feeling.

Whatever...he'll see Radford tomorrow and that was all that was important right now. And for the first time in a while, Rick went to sleep without those backstabbing thoughts in his head.

#fluff #angst #spooky month #spooky month rick #spooky month radford #spooky month rick x radford #bitterpopcorn #spooky month bitterpopcorn

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fan-a-tink · 2 months

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Young Royals S3 thoughts

EP2

I’m so glad their phone conversation was interrupted when it was, because that is not something I want to see.

Simon, please don’t open twitter. Please don’t. Fuck them all, they know nothing!

That discussion about the initiations makes me feel like Alexander has something to say, something to do with it all. No no no no no!

Oh for fucks sake Vincent, no one cares about your fucking privileges, and you don’t get to blame Wille for it!

I hate to admit it, but August suggestion might actually be very smart. He really was a good a prefect, and no one hates that fact more than I do.

Why is Wille meeting Farima outside, they are so conspicuous like that. Also what the fuck is going on with the queen?

The music room is giving me PTSD. Like they’re not even fighting at all, but all I can think is ‚GET OUT OF THERE!!!!‘

Oh my god, is Wille going to join the choir? That would be soooooo cool!!!!!

That cut from Felice with the headmistress to her punching something is amazing. No notes.

I want that shot of Simon leaning over Wille’s shoulder in the gym tattooed. Smiling at each other. So soft. I love it.

I think Sara would be a great professional horse carer or whatever that job is called. And I love that Micke makes an effort with her, tries to help and understand her. I love that scene of them driving. Everything about it.

OH MY GOD YES WILLE IS ACTUALLY JOINING THE CHOIR!!!!! AAAAAHHHHH!!!!

„I don’t like to sing. I like to listen to you while you’re singing.“ - hihihiiiiiiiiiiii

I love that scene.

Lol the girls not being able to function without phones :)))

Oh no. Nils and August talking about their initiation. Can’t believe they had to actually go through that. And also, that means Erik went through it! And Erik made them go through it. Fuck. August is actually becoming better and better, making sure that that fucked up tradition is not passed on to the younger years.

Also August, what is going on with your stomach? You maybe need to eat a little more? Talk to someone? Please?

The tears in his eyes when he hears Sara’s voice - help!!!

I get that you miss her, buddy, but asking Simon about is literally the worst idea. They hate you so much - really not the way to go. And you also look like you have never before considered how Sara might be feeling right now. Like, dude!!!

Wille calm down. Wille, nooo!!!!!

Again, that cut between the fight and them sitting in Boris’ office is incredible :)

„Not him, he didn’t know Erik.“ - „As if you did.“ -> Kind of agree with both of them there. But it will break Wille’s heart to find out about Erik being involved in the initiations. And that Erik was perhaps not the ideal role model he remembers him as. But also, he’s his brother, he needs to know!

„I can be your revolution“ - I see what you did there :)))

I love that Simon continues to channel his feelings into music. And such beautiful music, too. Why is that song not on Spotify?

But nooooo, don’t post it?! Whhooo, at least the response is positive. But still, this could be bad, you said you guys wanted to keep a low profile.

The first I love you is after an ‚argument‘ between them? That just brushes over so much. No, I’m going to try and pretend that phone call never happened. I don’t like it. I don’t want the drama. Pleeeeaaase.

Why does Sara not even want to talk to Linda? Please, can we have more Sara screen time? I need you to be alright.

The girls not being able to handle casual racism at all. Like, just absolute silence. Oh Felice… can I give you a hug?

This is the fanciest camping trip ever! Like, all the lights and stuff?

Madison: „And what about the non-binary ones?“ PREACH!

Felice, Wille and Simon. Love that they are now friends as a group of three.

Them in the hammock is just as beautiful as it looked in the trailer. And them smiling at each other across the campfire. This is all I’ve ever wanted.

Ayub and Rosh just happened to camp nearby? Is that something they are known to do? This feels random. But also, I don’t care, let them all party :)

Stella and Rosh, yes! And Frederika is NOT HAPPY. Can’t wait to see what will be next in that storyline.

Oh boy. Wille I know you were trying to help out here by saying you’re going to work over summer, but that is not helping. Read the room!

And I DON’T approve of you shushing Simon just like that!

„So Rosh and Ayub know how much money August gave you?“ - Wille, that is a fucked up thing to say. That is money he got as a settlement because August published a child pornography video of him. You cannot hold that money against him in any way!

Brooding Wille by the lake. Very aesthetically pleasing. But he needs to talk to Simon.

When it was his dad on his phone I was really really worried the queen was going to be dead. Like when she called him about Erik. But no, she’s just really ill and out of action. Fuck fuck fuck, that added pressure is not needed right now!

„Is it .. my fault?“ Noooooooo, Wille!

And end of episode. Fuck. I already can’t handle it. And that’s only the first two episodes. (And also only four left now - aaaahhhhhh!)

#young royals #young royals s3 #yr s3 spoilers #young royals season 3 #young royals s3 spoilers #yr s3

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snappydragonsclaw · 7 months

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Cynder: *in the mess hall having lunch however...she brings the rootbeer out she been hiding it. She looks around to see if everyone is around* "hmm...I don't see Spyro or everyone else...."*she slowly begins to open it however the closer she gets to opening it the more skylanders and cadets appear in the mess hall and the closer they get to her.* "...I don't like the way Spyro is looking at me..." *Opens it a bit more and food fight is suddenly next to her.*

Food fight: "hey cynder!...what is that you have under your wing?"

Cynder: !! "Oh it's nothing food fight! Go back to causing you know...food fights." *Nervous chuckle*

Food fight: "okay!" *Leaps onto a table but is still eyeing cynder like a hawk and he just landed on flashwing's salad*

Flashwing: "hey! I'm eating here!- is that soda cynder?" *staring at cynder with food fight and Spyro.*

Cynder: "oh! Uh...no it's uh...apple juice that is in a can!"

Spyro: *suddenly next to her* "I smell rootbeer...."

Cue the entire academy suddenly staring at cynder.

Food fight and flashwing: *next to her acting like angels suddenly* "please can we have some?" *Puppy eyes* "PLEEEEAAASE?"

Cynder: *accidentally drops the can* "uhhh...." *Slowly backs away from Spyro, flashwing and food fight who are surrounding her.*

Everyone: "ROOTBEER!!!" "Starts chasing her*

Cynder: *runs* "ALL I WANTED WAS ROOTBEER!!!-"

#skylanders #skylanders academy #cynder #food fight #flashwing #spyro

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polykinkytestsubject · 1 year

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I'd love to have a little pet on my lap, letting me feel them up from behind before I chloroform them and strap them down to feel up even more, but especially on the inside. Squishy your tits, thighs, then those organs of yours ;)

Yes pleeeeaaase 🥺🥺🥺🥺 feel me up, get me all soft and pliant, already melting at your touch, softly moaning and whimpering for more. Then, oh so gently, wrap my face in a chloroform soaked cloth and I'll drift off to sleep, only to wake up to you still touching.... This time even deeper and more intimately.

#doctor kink #nsft #doctor/patient #human experimentation #medfet #medical cnc #medical kink #surgery kink #asks answered #objectify me

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amatres · 7 months

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I want general 3 and 8 for balaerra pleeeeaaase

since you asked, here you are😌💕

3. Does your Tav have any comments or advice when you recruit other companions?

The first two I can think of at the moment are for Karlach and Astarion, so here you go:

If she is brought along when recruiting Karlach, Karlach will recognize her and, rather shocked and probably feeling a bit hurt bc it looks like she was brought to kill her as well, ask why she is there. Balaerra will take a moment, before recognizing Karlach and asking, in the tone of voice of shock and slight horror, what has been done to her. This would also play in further into Wyll's input if he was brought along, as Balaerra can back up Karlach's claims, even if at the mention of being sent to the Hells she is shocked, remarking she had heard she had left for Neverwinter, before berating herself for falling for such an obvious lie.

If brought along during Astarion's recruitment scene, she will tell him she'd prefer it if he didn't kill the player, and that if he put the knife away they could all talk about this calmly. He would then counter that by saying in his own way he can tell she intends to kill him in that moment if he puts his guard down and release the player, more or less lol.

8 What do they say when the Player Character asks them to stay in camp? How about when the Player Character asks them to come adventuring again?

>Are you certain on that? (sounding skeptical) *Yes, I am. >Very well then. I suppose I will take to reading something to pass the time, or perhaps I will work on my potions. Do try not to die out there, yes? (dismissive, a bit bored. The final sentence however you can't help but wonder if it is said with sincere concern or not.)

oops, missed when asked to come adventuring again > Oh? Decided you needed me following you around, did you? Very well then, lead on. (said dryly, but has a look of determination by the end as she gestures for the player to go first)

#ask game #asks #balaerra (oc)#ama plays baldurs gate #thank you for asking!

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elibean · 9 months

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sooooooooooo i binged this entire show + ep 5.5 + chibi shorts + caught up to s2 over like 2 days and i was like “haha yeah this show is entertaining and all, not perfect or anything but it’s fun, I like Lu Guang” to “OH MY GOD I LOVE THEM” in the span of like 24 hours.

I don’t know Chinese naming conventions, in other words if like you HAVE to write first and last name all the time or how nicknames work, or anything like that. I wanted to drop the “Cheng” and just refer to him as “Xiaoshi” a couple of times because it felt stuffy, but I realized that I don’t think they ever do that in the show? So I just referred to him with his full name every time, haha

This is a little fic of them practicing the chibi dance for the shorts. Lu Guang is whipped: the fic, basically

Anyway here take this. There’s another one coming in 5 minutes lol

“Absolutely not.”

“Lu Guaaaaaang!” Cheng Xiaoshi whined. “C’mon! Think of all the customers that it’ll draw in! Besides, it wasn’t even my idea, so you can’t get mad at me!”

“It’ll draw in plenty of customers without me. You and Qiao Ling have fun.”

“No, we need our resident pretty boy with us! Plus, it’ll look so much better with three people! Pleeeeaaase?” Cheng Xiaoshi was giving him that look again. Why was it so hard to say no to this boy? Because you love him, his mind unhelpfully provided, which he pointedly chose to ignore.

So this was how he ended up doing this silly little dance with Qiao Ling and Cheng Xiaoshi. Cheng Xiaoshi was surprisingly patient with the ever-clumsy Lu Guang, which was surprising; he was sure he’d be annoyed and make fun of how uncoordinated he is. After practicing for a couple of days over several hours, Qiao Ling and Cheng Xiaoshi had it down perfectly, but the same couldn’t be said for Lu Guang. They were ready to record the promo, but Lu Guang still didn’t have the moves down perfectly. During the break of one of their “super extra special exciting bonus lessons” as Cheng Xiaoshi had decided to call it, between just the two of them, they were sat down as Lu Guang decided to mention they should just do it without him.

“This is silly. I’m only slowing you two down. Just shoot it without me. If we go ahead with recording it tomorrow, I’m gonna mess up.”

“Nah, we need you! And it’s fine if you mess up. Makes it feel more real.”

“…If you say so,” Lu Guang murmurs, too exhausted from practice to argue. A pause. “…Sorry for being so clumsy,” he mutters. Cheng Xiaoshi turns to look at him.

“It’s all good! If anything…” he begins, then snorts. Lu Guang looks at him, frowning. Cheng Xiaoshi was definitely about to make fun of him again. He began preparing himself to make a clever comeback. “If anything, it’s nice to see that the serious, perfect, flawless Mr. Guang isn’t as perfect as he seems,” he finishes. “Even you have things you suck at,” he says with a smile. Lu Guang feels like he should be offended, but the way Cheng Xiaoshi is looking at him and the way he said it, he can’t help but feel a wave of fondness overtake him.

“I feel like I just got insulted, but…thanks,” he murmurs. Cheng Xiaoshi laughs, and god Lu Guang loves that sound. He stands up and offers his hand.

“One more round?” he asks. Lu Guang takes it and lets himself be helped up.

“One more,” he agrees.

They end up filming the next day. Cheng Xiaoshi is of course flawless, giving Qiao Ling a run for her money. Lu Guang stumbles a few times and has to look over to Cheng Xiaoshi to remember the moves, but they successfully make it through the dance either way.

“And…done!” Qiao Ling excitedly chirps, running over to turn off the camera.

“YES!” Cheng Xiaoshi shouts. Lu Guang turns to him, ready for a high five or something, but is instead surprised by a tackle hug from Cheng Xiaoshi, with a force that almost knocks him over. “We did it!” he exclaims. Lu Guang feels himself blush as he returns the hug.

“Yeah, but I messed up a few times,” he mumbles, ever the pessimist. Cheng Xiaoshi rolls his eyes, pulling away, and Lu Guang immediately misses the warmth.

“Shut up, you did great! I’m proud of you, man! Your hard work paid off!” Cheng Xiaoshi says with a grin, ruffling Lu Guang’s hair. The blush deepens, and he can’t look Cheng Xiaoshi in the eyes. How is it so easy for him to rattle off praise like that?

Qiao Ling takes that moment to come back with the camera. “What’re you two lovebirds talking about?”

“Lo-lovebirds!?” Cheng Xiaoshi sputters, turning to look at her. Is he blushing too? She rolls her eyes.

“Anyway, it’s time to celebrate! I’m thinking boba, c’mon!” she exclaims, walking over to Cheng Xiaoshi and grabbing his arm. “Hey!” he exclaims, and extends his arm to reach out to drag Lu Guang along too. Of course Lu Guang lets himself be dragged, of course he doesn’t try to pull away. She and Cheng Xiaoshi start bickering, something about how he should be the one to pick where they go, but Lu Guang drowns it out and just lets himself be pulled along. He feels every point of contact between him and Cheng Xiaoshi, the warmth of his hand on his arm, and can’t help but smile to himself.

Maybe all the silly dancing was worth it.

#text post #link click #shiguang #the chibi shorts are a year old so idk if anyone else already pointed it out when it aired #but if you watch lu guang in it there are two times where he falters and has to look over to xiaoshi and it is the cutest fucking thing #also the 'OH' cut with him blushing makes me lose my mind every time #i want more of these shorts #i want wholesome shenanigans between the 3 of them #ESEPCIALLY now that s2 looks like it is going to kick me directly in the asshole

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smallestapplin · 2 years

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can i request a fic or headcanons (whichever you have time or motivation for :-) ) for emmet and a gn!reader who proposes to him out of the blue? like hes cooking a cake or something and he turns around and the reader is down on one knee with a ring in hand?

Oh this is so cute! Gave an an idea that scratched the brain.

Asks are open!

You wanted to make Emmet an surprise before he got home from work. You knew how much he loves sweets so you thought what to propose than by baking him a cake?

He was always torn between strawberry cakes or chocolate cakes, so what better way than to combine the two?

Unfortunately Emmet finished work early and bursts through the door.

“Oh daaaarling! I’m home!”

“Jeez Em you scared me! What are you doing home so early?” You’re trying to think of something to stall him so you can hide your ingredients. He is two hours early!

“Well I finished all my paperwork on time and I helped Ingo finish all his! And since it’s been a slow day we got to head home!”

You hear him shuffling his coat onto the coat hanger.

“Are we playing a game? Oh! Do I have to find you to get my kisses?”

You snort “actually that sounds like fun, I’ll have to do that one day, but no I’m just in the kitchen babe.” Sighing happily, convinced you had everything hidden.

You hear him walk in and you turn to greet him.

“Oh my darling!” He rushes and wraps you up in a hug.

You softly laugh and kiss him. Which he hums into you.

“Are you baking something?”

SHIT! How did he know!?

“You have an apron on and there is a baking dish and flour right there, if that’s why you’re making that cute shocked face of yours.”

In your rush to hide everything you completely overlooked these, just play along and you’ll figure something else out.

“Yeah I was, I wanted to bake a surprise for you.”

Emmet holds you tighter and coos “oh let me help! Please please pleeeeaaase.”

You sigh and look at his cute lillipup face.

“How could I ever say no to you.”

He is quick to let you go and grab the spare apron. He ties it off into a quick bow, hands on his hips and he is ready.

“What’s the first step boss.”

You chuckle “let’s get the ingredients out first.”

Whilst you go get everything he asked “is this a chocolate cake? What were you planning on doing?”

“What? Can’t I make a nice chocolate cake topped with strawberries for my man?” You sass.

Smiling when you hear him trying to muffle a giddy laugh.

While you got the measuring cups Emmet pulls out his phone and puts on a up beat play list of his.

“We need to be baking in style.”

Your heart can’t take it. Here he is singing and dancing to his favorite song while mixing ingredients.

You work on the frosting, letting him taste it to see if it needs anything added or not. He doesn’t even take the spoon from you he just lets your feed it to him.

“Oh that’s perfect!”

You turned your back for an second to put the spoon down and when you look back he is covered in flour.

“Pff oh sweet Arceus Emmet, you even got some on your face, get over here.”

You damp a hand towel and start to wipe his face clean.

“Quit looking at me like that.” Your face feels like it’s burning as he looks at you like a lovesick fool.

But he is your fool.

“I just love you sooooo much!”

His smile makes your knees weak. You want nothing more than to slap the ring in your pocket on him and call him your husband.

“I love you too Em, now let’s get back to work on that cake.”

“Okay!” His grin widens and you two were back to work.

You had to keep smacking his hand away from the cake batter. But you’d gladly do this again.

You put the batter in the oven and turn back to Emmet, he had his back to you, swaying and singing along to a new song playing as he chopped the strawberries.

You can’t help but stare at him, he looks so happy and content.

Should you do it now? Or should you wait until the cake is done?

“Daring? Everythin-!!”

Emmet turned towards to see if everything was okay. You had gone quiet and he was worried.

He wasn’t expecting to see you kneeling behind him holding a ring. His eyes widened, those same alabaster eyes dart between you and that ring, his face slowly turning red and eyes shimmering with unshed tears.

“I know this isn’t the most conventionally romantic but with how happy and perfect you look, I couldn’t help it, I love you so much and I want to spend the rest of my life with you…so Emmet, well you do me the honor and marry me?”

Those unshed tears finally fall, his hands flap rapidly and he jumps up and down, he tackles you, joining you on the floor.

“Yes! Yes! Yes! Absolutely! I will! I want to marry you!”

He sobs when the ring slips on his left ring finger. He grips the straps of your apron and yanks you towards him and slams his lips on yours for an impassion kiss.

You gently cup his face to deepen the passionate sloppy kiss.

He pulls away to breath and rests his forehead against yours.

You wipe his tears away with your thumbs and you nose the tip of his nose.

“I’m so happy I get to call you my fiancé now.” You shed a few tears of your own with a smile.

“…….say it again.”

“Huh?”

“Please, say that again.”

“That you’re my fiancé?”

He lets out a loud squeal and buries his face in your neck. You laugh and hold him close.

“I also can’t wait to call you my husband.”

And it seems he has died from all the joy cause he falls limp before practically vibrating in place.

Oh you are not leaving until that time goes off.

#pokemon #pokemon imagines #pokemon x reader #pokemon fanfic #pokemon fluff #all the fluff!#pokemon emmet x reader #pokemon emmet

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