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nataliedrawz · 1 year
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If fic requests are open can I request lee muichiro and ler tanjiro for muichiro bring rude to the other demon slayers ☺️
Have a good day ☺️
Massage Madness
A/N: :o OMG HELLO THERE!! I live love laugh for Muichiro being a mindless jerk, I absolutely loved writing this!
"Are you sure you want to do this?" The cowardly electric blonde questioned, "from what I heard, his been pretty.. mean." His expression transferred into a worried one, eyes gazing up as the red head, Tanjiro, placed a reassuring hand against his friend's shoulder, a calm, collected smile easing his worries slightly, "I promise you, Zenitsu, I'll be okay!" He chuckled slightly as the other simply huffed slightly, "Just look after Inosuke and Nezuko for me, you're in charge!" He waved off, Zenitsu straightening himself as he took on his duty.
Moments of aimlessly strolling around later, he heard the angered cries of the wind pillar, sneaking over to listen to the conversation.
"You little brat, I'm going to kill you!" Barked Sanemi, fists clenched so hard that he could almost pierce his own skin, eye's darting all over the smaller male. "I don't care who you are, but shut up, your voice annoys me." Scoffed the mist pillar, arm's crossing as he walked off, making Sanemi storm off soon after, almost leaving trails of smoke in the ground from how angry he was just than. "I see what Zenitsu means now.." sighed Tanjiro, before heading over and meeting himself to the front door of Muichiro's estate. Wearily, he knocked, hearing a muffled 'come in' come from Muichiro, so, easily, he walked in, sliding the door shut behind him, his expression dropping as he saw Muichiro sitting down infront of him, his back turned. "May I?" Asked Tanjiro, soft spoken for right now. As he earned a hum of approval, he smiled cheerily and sat beside him, giving him reassuring silence as the other slowly opened up, it seemed that he was just mostly stressed, I mean, who could blame him? He was a high rank, so he is expected to work twice, not, three time's harder at most, seeing the male just speak out his heart made him realize just how tensed up he really was, his back looked all knotted behind his haori, and his hands have been blistered after the many recent fights his had, poor guy.
"Muichiro-sama, this is only an offer, but.. would you like me to at least massage your back? I'm not the best at it but, I can assure you I'll do my best to help you relax!" Merrily cheered the red head, his smile contagious as Tokito found himself smiling the slightest, "No, thanks." He said, hissing in pain as he budged to get up. His face flushed a bit as Tanjiro chuckled a bit, "Come on, you're obviously extremely tensed! Like, look at your back, it could be mistaken for onigiri soon enough." He earned a slightly wider smile of amusement from the other, sighing in defeat, "Alright then, if you insist." He replied, unable to help but feel slightly more happier from Tanjiro's sweet demeanor.
Muichiro had laid flat on his stomach, his hands cushioning his cheek as he awaited for Tanjiro to start, "Ready?" "Ready." He replied, not expecting Tanjiro to prop himself right beside him, palms kneading gently against his lower back, smiling widely as Tokito grunted and sighed happily, his pain slowly but surely being relieved. The red head continued this for a few minutes there, switching between kneading to his knuckles then back to his palms, or even his fingertips and thumbs if they were especially tensed up. After he finished with his back, he went down to his hips, Muichiro gasping, he couldn't help but panic whenever Tanjiro fluttered his finger's passed the peculiar spot, feeling unusually tingly and giddy. Tanjiro had began to notice this and took notes, when he pressed down against his hip's to massage deep within the bones, his would thrash around non-stop, his hand covering his mouth to block out any noise he could.
No way, he couldn't possibly be..
"Ticklish?" Tanjiro smiled, Muichiro nodding, hiding his hand against his hands, covering the overflowing amount of giggles that rippled out of him. Tanjiro was about to stop incase he felt uncomfortable from him knowing such discoveries before, "D-Dohon't stop, plehease." He heard, "It feels nihihice." He mumbled, the fact he trusted him so much already made Tanjiro almost sob, "Alright then, if it gets too much, tell me when to stop, alright?" He said, earning a nod before he went to work, his thumbs kneading gentle yet deeo circles into the dips of his hips, making the other buck and squeal, curling slightly, "WahaHAit, thahat-" "Tickles? Oh, we both knew that." He giggled, earning a very giddy whine from him, his expression purely bright before he went up, squeezing against his side's, "You know, I used to tickle my siblings all the time like this, especially Takeo and Shigeru when they were feeling a little grumpy." Tanjiro smiled, relishing the sweet memories to heart, his sad yet happy memory washing away as Muichiro curled up, Tanjiro having put his left hand under his arm, and the other wiggling against each rib, making Muichiro shriek, "eheHEAH!? NahAHAh! SoHOHO BAhaD!" He began to kick his legs out slightly, trying his best to pull his hand out from under his arm whilst trying not to squirm away from him at the same time.
Muichiro almost threw Tanjiro off him after he nuzzled gently against his neck, chuckling as he left two small raspberries into the sensitive area, "OHOHOH GOOHOHODNESS! H-HEHELP!" Muichiro began to squirm more, Tanjiro smiling widely as Shinobu had opened the door, "Oh my, Tokito-san seems to be enjoying himself, no?" She smiled amusingly, Tanjiro giggling, "He technically asked me too, Shinobu!" He grinned a bit as Tokito threw his head against his chest, his body quivering as he laughed from the hands that scribbled lovingly against his neck. Shinobu smiled and looked at them, "You should get away, he looks like he'll-" Tanjiro shrieked as Tokito than flipped him onto his stomach, digging into his ribs, earning happy bursts of laughter as Tanjiro uselessly flailed, "H-HEHELP MEHEHE!" Tanjiro reached out to Shinobu, only for her to wave and close the door, left to his eternal doom.
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forestshadow-wolf · 6 months
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When soap and ghost first entered their relationship it was rocky to say the least
And by the least I mean there was one point where they'd gotten into a fight. Soap ended up on top and was just pummeling ghost's mask. Punch after punch after punch. His knees pinned ghost's arms to his sides, and just went ham.
Ghost got free by swinging a leg up and around soap's torso and cranking him off in an impressive show of strength and flexibility. Soap struggled out from underneath him, and they were back at it again. Both snarling at eachother.
By the time Price and Gaz and a load of other soldiers managed to pry them apart neither of them even remembered what had started the fight, just that if made anger burn hot in their bellies.
Price forced them to medical after that (obviously). Soap came out with a broken nose, 3 broken bones in his hand, bruised ribs, and a shit ton of other bruises.
Ghost came out with a broken nose, minor lacerations around his eyes and on the bridge of his nose (from the mask), a black eye, 2 broken ribs, and bruised knuckles.
Price had half a mind to diacharge the right then and there. Instead he put them on lav duty together for three months, no mussions, and under the condition that if the did that again he'll make them wish he'd discharged them
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allastoredeer · 1 month
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Yooo my first Alastor ship was Alastor/Zestial (which then proceeded into Carmilla/Zestial/Alastor) too (in reference to your tags on an ask response)! I give them a "married couple and their Weird Stray Cat" energy that the other overlords don't appreciate (not including Rosie) (Vox is foaming at the mouth tho)
I was thinking of writing a fic but then I also remembered that Zestials way of speaking is even harder to get down than the other characters, so. Delayed ✨.
I love them though, sorry ┐⁠(⁠ ⁠∵⁠ ⁠)⁠┌
AYYYE! My fellow Alestial shipper <3
Married Couple and their Weird Stray Cat is the PERFECT description of that. He comes and goes, and they welcome him in, and then they chill with each other and leave food on the porch for him when he leaves.
Write the fic. WRITE THE FIC. You already got one reader (me!). And bro, I get it. I get that so much T.T he's a nightmare to write, but we can do this. We got this. We need more Carmilla/Zestial/Alastor. We need it because he have none. We can change this. It's our time.
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x-pair-o-dice-x · 3 months
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i miss my son, tails. i miss them a lot.
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bthebeachboi · 3 months
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Me, talking about how South Dakota would get overly attached to Nevada after their one night stand, bc angst: :)
Me, googling info about SD's state animal:
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Me, learning that his state animal mates for life: :((((
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joyfulmile · 2 months
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hear me out
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whumpinthepot · 2 months
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@febuwhump 2024
Day 19. “Please don’t”
Content: BBU adjacent pet whump, caretaker is new master, child oc mentioned? (mouse),
Thank you @ilasknives for looking it over <3
Ratty waited on the staircase for Mouse to come home from school. They leaned their head against the bottom of the railing poles and watched the door. They had been sitting there since Mum left this morning, and would continue to sit until someone came home. 
There was a sound of a car pulling into the driveway, then footsteps coming up to the door. Ratty perked their head up, watching as the doorknob rattled with the movement of a key. It turned and opened. 
Doug walked through it, wearing an unbuttoned suit with a loosened tie around his neck. His locks were pulled up into a bun. He was home early today, and Ratty leaned their head back against the poles in disappointment. 
“Hello, sir,” Ratty greeted half-heartedly. 
“Oh, Ryland, I didn’t see you there.” Doug sounded surprised. “Where’s your mother?” 
“She left to run some errands. Said she would be back later and to wait for Mouse to come home.” 
“I see…” Doug sat down beside Ratty on the staircase. It weirded Ratty out, and they shifted an inch away from him. He was too close to them.
Doug was staring at his hands in his lap, and kept his voice quiet. “I know you miss August, and that your mother won’t let you talk to him. I don’t think that’s right of her. I tried to talk to her about it but she, well, it might take some time for her to accept the idea.” 
Ratty didn’t know how to respond and just stared at him with distrust still clouded over them. 
He continued. “So, what I was getting at is… If you want to call him on my phone while everyone is out, you can. If you don’t tell your mother or sister.” 
Ratty blinked. “Wait. Really?!” Was this a trick? “Really, sir? Are you serious?” 
“Yeah. You can call him right now if you want.” Doug pulled out his cellphone and held it in front of Ratty. “But it can only be a small phone call for now. Is that okay? I’m sorry it can’t be longer but maybe next time.” 
“Yes, sir!” Ratty practically shouted. Their hands trembled with anticipation. Was he really going to call Auggie right now? 
“Okay then.” Doug winced and tapped in August’s number. He put it on speaker and handed the phone over. 
The phone rang a few times until a nervous voice picked up. “Um… Hello?” It was Auggie.
Ratty’s words were caught in their throat. “Hi,” they managed to croak out.
“Tee? Is that you?” August asked incredulously.  
“Yes, Auggie. Mr. Doug let me use his phone in secret. He told me not to tell Mum.” Ratty curled inwards against the phone. 
“Oh. Huh. Are you okay?” He asked.
Ratty assured him that they were more or less okay, and the two had a little back and forth of worried small talk. 
Ratty was building up to their main question until they finally dared ask. “Auggie? Can you come and get me now? I did everything you told me to. I've been good. I’ve been here for so long, when can you come and get me?” 
A pause, then he sighed. “Ratty, I can’t come and get you. You know that. You’re going to have to stay there a little longer. I’m sorry.”
Tears welled up in Ratty’s eyes, fogging their glasses. “Please don’t leave me here, Auggie. Please don’t…” 
“I’m sorry, Tee. It’s not that simple. Keep being good for them, alright? You just have to wait this out. I’ll see you as soon as I can, I promise.” 
Ratty clutched the phone with a lump in their throat as tears dripped off their chin. “Please come soon…” 
“I’ll try. I miss you.”  August’s voice gripped around Ratty’s heart. 
They gulped in some air. “I miss you too, Auggie.”
Doug waved to get Ratty’s attention, then tapped his smart watch. He put five fingers up then closed his fist. 
Ratty got the gist and sniffled. “Auggie? I have to go now. Please come soon, okay?” 
“I’ll try, Tee. I’ll try…”
General writing tag list: @frogkingdom @coppercoyoti @alittlewhump
Febuwhump tag list: @why-not-ask-me-a-better-question @blackrosesandwhump
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I love you, don't you mind? - chapter 25
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The one where they go back to the beginning.
Read it on AO3
and you can find the companion playlists here (Matty x George) and here (Matty x Ross)
[COMPLETED STORY]
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s-coquette · 3 months
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hi !!
the brain worms have been wondering if simon and johnny let reader indulge in her regular hobbies? like if reader was really into reading, would they allow her go to a bookshop to buy more books?
or if reader was really into a certain aesthetic like gothic or sweet lolita, would they go out of their way to buy her items like bags and clothing?
i feel like johnny would feel bad and buy her all the stuff he knows she likes in order to calm her down and kind of ease her into the situation.,,
..and simon would buy her small things and just leave it for her on the counter. no note or nothing.
duno,,, the worms have been trying to escape
ah yes!!! i totally see it that way tbh, they both want to make this seem like a normal relationship and they want it to work. they basically spoil her with gifts every once in a while when she’s feeling especially down about the situation. as for the bookstore, they’d let her go but with at least one of them there to hold her close, if she liked art they’d do the same in the art store, absolutely preening while watching their darling pick out things she loves.
ty for asking!! <33
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nataliedrawz · 2 years
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Lovebirds
Hello my amazing audience! This fic was requested by my great friend; @rand0m-s1nner ! Go give them lot's of love! Their works are absolutely astonishing like omg, it's such an honour knowing them like UGH, HOPE YOU ENJOY SWEETHEART!!❤
"Y/N, are you sure?" The tall redhead said, almost baking away, but having to still himself as you rested your head against his lap, the comfortable position taking over his senses, wanting to hold his hand against your cheek, resisting the large temptation. He shook his head as you chuckled, bringing him back to his senses, realizing how gorgeous/handsome you looked as you gazed lovingly up at him. Those friendly eye's making him melt in place, only to scoff when you gently placed your fingertip against the tip of his nose playfully.
"You're so cute, Diluc." You smirked up at him, gently rubbing a hand against his side, watching as he quivered, hunching over slightly. Your eye's filled with worry, realizing this, Diluc cleared his throat, "I reassure you that you didn't hurt me, lovebird." He smiled the slightest bit, making you think, before his face went pale, seeing the wide grin take place as you gripped onto his side a bit more, rubbing your thumb firmly yet gently there, making him yelp and grip onto his own coat. "Y/N.. don't d-hehe-do this." He strained his giggles the best he could. "You tell me not to, yet you don't even try to stop me~" You pointed out, his face flushing red, his smile widdening even more, his dimples appearing ever so slightly from such a wide smile.
You kicked it up a notch, raising your head off his lap, just to instantly prop yourself inside his lap, using your palms to rub the side's of his stomach whilst you slowly placed his back against the ground, gentle yet deep, bright chuckles escaping his lips as you did so. "L-Lohohovebird!" He yelped, forcing himself to hold his arm's up, allowing you access to his vulnerable spots, "So cute~" You laced an aww between your word's, fingertips dancing alongside his stomach, the left one propping and squeezing at his hip, whilst the right one dug under his armpit, almost making him whirl into newfound hysterics. He bellowed and gaffawed over his word's, struggling to even stay still for you, "BWAHAH! Y-Y/N! Thihi-PFFT-! AHAH!" His head threw itself back, face lighting up, bright and sweet laughter mixing with his as you both enjoyed this wonderful day.
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saintchaser · 1 year
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"happy birthday to me..."
sirius drew a cake on the cold floor of azkaban's dusty, old cells. everything was cold, so cold, and with a dry chuckle, sirius realized it resembled him; lonely. he looked up to the sky, its moon so full, so beautiful; sirius had never had the time to appreciate the moon's beauty, because his eyes weren't for her, but for the boy tied to her.
"happy birthday to me..."
how could one know everything at eighteen, so bright and full of live and willing to fight for what was right, and nothing at twenty-two? alone, all alone. his recklessness was going to kill him, one day. and his immeasurable loyalty to those he loved. one day, he'd try to save them; remus, hari. but not himself. they came first, they always would.
"happy birthday, sirius..."
he had broken his promise to james and lily. james, his name left a bitter taste on his tongue, a man he had loved beyond what he had felt for anyone else, the man he loved more than as a brother. and lily, bittersweet, fierceness drained out of her in the last minutes.
and he had broken his promise to hari, too. to the little bundle of joy he had gotten to hold in his arms, so tiny, so fragile, so utterly beautiful. and that morning, sirius had whispered in a small ear, his godson's: "whatever happens, i will take care of you." what a liar.
he thought of remus, too. his moon, his lover. they called a lunatic, the man who fell in love with the moon.
"happy birthday to me..."
but why would he care, when the moon rose for him, warm and cold at the same time, sirius' love for remus, his downfall, in the end. or maybe it had been his love for james. maybe it had been his recklessness, or his faith in those around him, imagining how they'd be there forever, how they'd never betray him, because he wouldn't. he'd never betray his friends.
he had the chance to, once. he'd be spared, they'd be dead. but he wouldn't give them up, he couldn't. they were his anchor in the storm, what kept the world alive. lily, so warm. hari, so young, so unaware. remus, with beautiful eyes of amber, the moon's son. james, the sky's sun.
and now, the world was silent, and the sky had fallen.
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childe-of-saulot · 26 days
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Hello!!! I just saw a reel of a rat doing a very small agility course. So I wanted to ask. Do yours do similar things?? It was incredibly cute tho I realise it needs a lot of training. But oh so adorable
i could probably reasonably teach 2 of my 8 rats to do a small agility course if i put my mind and time to it. most of them will do things like come over when i whistle or call, climb my leg/arm when i tap it or want them to get down from somewhere. they're also very good about their daily schedules, getting into their specific cages when its time for bed, as they free roam in parts of my house most of the day. they have fairly different behavior so some are just much easier to teach things than others.
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thissmycomingofage · 4 days
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Also this horrendous lyrics in I hate it here makes me believe someone read the criticisms for timeless and got petty
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bthebeachboi · 4 months
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Me, juggling Midwest(?) states n any that could be "lady-like" (polite, educated): UHH, is Minnie a nice mf? Imma check later, lessgo with him for now.
Me, literally in a second, not thinking about it twice: him and Kentucky would be sweet.
So a one shot is in a making (tho I might be jinxing myself here) and it's lightly based on "Ladies love country boys" which might or might not be the name of the song. But I'm pretty sure it is.
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otomelavenderhaze · 5 days
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Faaaaa! Are you ready for the new album of: Taylor Swift? And... are you alive in: Tears Of Themis? It's been... 3 months? 🤔
Ready or not....... I guess, the worst of it all was that I wasn't ready for Matty Healy Ratty Healy's songs, people said there's two for him and I am like ..... why taylor??? Posting your Ls on main, why girly???
What good does for you and the rest of the world to remind everyone that you fucked that wannable talking-walking clickbait Ratty motherfucker, kisser of fans (probably under the age of 18 fans, mind you) and racist wannabe on main? Some women's wrongs I just simply can't support, making songs about that loser is one of the women's wrongs.
Couldn't she just keep dragging Joe Arviwin for our amusement? (I cannot write his last name not even to save my fucking life, I watched two of his movies and he was boring in both, what a mid man). Why remind us that she kissed and fucked that Ratty loser???? Like, stop, get some help.
Marius keep calling me and asking when I, the cheater, will come back home and I am like, I don't know hun, I think I need to for the game's anniversary? But I don't know, I lost so many cards so many events and I am like, eeeek, gacha games eeeeeek. I wish I still had that dog in me to play it, but I don't. I cannot find the WILL to play it.
But to be honest, I am tired of all my favorite things, I haven't been playing much Genshin or anything else either. It's a miracle that I am playing Stardew Valley I guess, but only because I really wanna make a witchy themed save.
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diodellet · 9 months
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i need to sleep but im still mad abt the nightbringer plot
lesson 12-16 but instead of belphie falling asleep with you make it dark nsfw
(vague descriptions of noncon under the cut. mdni.)
wherein he takes out his unresolved anger on you (look me in the eyes and tell me that he calmed down after that shit with beel Nah!! NO FUCKIN WAY theres a reason why belphegor is the more resentful of the two) while youre completely vulnerable and then he realizes that you probably can't feel much so he tries going into your dreams and the noncon gets worse because hey he can actually communicate with you now and see the effects of his nonconning in real time. (i'd imagine that curse keeps you from consciously moving your body while allowing you to still feel whats physically being done to you i hate interpreting shit through the vn format grr)
no more of those slow, gentle touches. no more of belphegor feeling a hand up the planes of your body and getting you nice and sensitive for him. just
belphegor tearing off your clothes, roughly pressing bruises and marks into your thighs as he spreads your legs apart and pushes into you.
belphegor manipulating and contorting your body into whatever position is most convenient for him to fuck you.
belphegor who doesnt bother to mind his claws as he grasps at you, leaving scabbed-over clawmarks on your hips, nape, arms— everywhere he can reach on your body, a mark for each and every time that you've lied to him and his brothers.
and dont even bother pleading with him, this isnt your belphegor. this is the belphegor who was cast out of the celestial realm not too long ago, the belphegor whos carrying his grief (and hatred of humans at the same time) close to his heart
just, cry harder and take his rough treatment like the pathetic human you are. it pleases a carnal side of him that hes now willing to embrace.
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