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rrei1 · 2 months

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·˚ ༘ 𝑰𝒏𝒇𝒐 ➪ fluff, jealous & sassy nanami, black!reader

₊˚ෆ 𝑺𝒚𝒏𝒐𝒑𝒔𝒊𝒔 while you were on your date with nanami, you had bumped Into a long time friend catching up with him. but nanami didn't like the fact he was being touchy with you and gets jealousy.

ミ★ 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒆 this was a request from someone anonymously who asked “young jealous nanami.” but I lost the thing 😕, so It won’t be able to notified the person I’m responding to so If you’re still keeping updated with me I’m so sorry for your late request and still hope you like It anyway!

also guys, we’re so close to 1k followers 🙏 If any of you forgot once we hit 1k followers I will be doing a face reveal and a little giveaway (If I think of something by then) but If It does happen I will provide details!

❝ 𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐘 ! ❞ - 𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭

❤︎︎# — 𝖭𝖠𝖭𝖠𝖬𝖨 kento was very vocal about his expressions when It came to a lot of stuff. so when you seen the face he was making when your friend was talking to you, you put two and two together.

he was getting jealous ~

kento was never the jealous type which also surprised you to see the dirty glare he was giving f/n. a tight hold on his tea cup looked as If It was gonna break by how tight he was holding the mug, It made his blood boil to see this guy be all touchy with you. you might've thought It was all friendly and nice but he was also a guy, he knows how guys can be when It came to girls. your friend liked you. It was obvious!

even when gojo or geto would hug you or playfully touch you It was genuine friendship not this! he hated to say but he wished you were talking to gojo out of all people. thought gojo can be an asshole sometimes he knows to respect your guys relationship despite the many times he's tried to get under his skin or annoy him. kento scoffed to himself turning back to outside watching as cars and birds went by taking another sip from his tea. you noticed this, tearing your eyes away from f/n to him with a deep sigh grinning. f/n followed where your gaze was to be met with the blonde boy across from them, his eyebrows furrowed. when he was about to say something to catch your attention you Interrupted, "f/n It was so nice seeing you again but I have to get back to someone. I'm so sorry n/n." you said looking at him with an apologetic look standing up from your seat as he nodded his head slowly going disappointed. "uh yeah..I'll see you next time then?." you gave him a small smile, "of course, my number Is still the same just text me!." you ruffled his hair hearing him whine, swatting his hand at you, “y/n my hair!.” he pouted slightly but shook his head with a gentle smiling.

once f/n had left you walked back to your table to where your pouty boyfriend was sat. when you sat down In front of kento he still kept his gaze outside with a bitter look, "kento." he gave you a small glance with a brow, "oh? you're finally back from your friend? I didn't notice you." you rolled your eyes kicking him playfully under the table poking your lip out, "kenny, don't be like that. he's just my friend." he scoffed setting down his mug looking at you fully, "a friend that likes you?."

"he doesn't like me-" "y/n I'm a guy. I know how we are when we like a girl. the hints where there." again you sighed shaking your head, grabbing ahold of his hand. "ken, trust me when I say this. f/n Is clingy. like really clingy, and I admit he does need to learn boundaries but he's still just a kid babe. he's only 16, It's been awhile since we last seen each other. trust me he has no feelings for me." nanamis eyebrows furrowed but then sighed looking down.

after hearing your explanation..everything made sense In a way. he gave your hand a small squeeze nodding his head, "I only love you kento, stop being a big baby." you chuckled seeing him shoot a glare your way but nodded his head again, "I'm sorry my love." he mumbled feeling his cheeks heat up from being flustered bringing your hand to his lips pecking the back of It as you stared at him with nothing but love In your eyes, "I'm not mad at you so don't worry, It wasn't big anyway" you shrugged, "but don't do It again." you pointed a finger at him who grinned In response staring back at you, "yes ma'am." you smiled back placing your hand to grab ahold of his chin bringing him forward as you leaned across the table, "good." you closed the space between you both feeling his lips ontop of yours.

he Instantly relaxed In your hold leaning more Into It but remembering you're In a public place you pulled back after a few seconds as he chased your lips with a groan. you patted his cheek standing up from your spot with a energetic bounce, "now let's go! I can't be late to my hair appointment."

had him right between your fingers.

#⋆·˚ ༘ * 𝒁𝒆𝒓𝒐 ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒔: 𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒔 !¡ ✫彡 #anime x black!reader #black reader #anime x reader #{ 🖋️} writings #fluff #jjk x black reader #nanami x y/n #nanami x black!reader #nanami kento #jujustsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen x black reader

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allfortheslay25 · 5 months

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Vampires Vs Vampyrs

Just like with any sort of monster, I have a difference between Vampires. In simple terms, there are two breeds of vampires in my worldbuilding: Vampires and Vampyrs

It isn’t wrong to call both Vampires since that’s what they are. However there’s a distinction between them that I want aware.

Considering how I have two separate vampire AUs for andreil (all for the fangs which is Twinyards as vampires) (all for the blood which is Neil as a vampire) I will be using them to demonstrate the differences

Vampires

They have no heartbeat and no blood

Pale (I don’t mean fair skinned I mean an unhealthy pastiness) with visible veins

Glowy eyes

Non retractable fangs

Super strength/speed/smell/hearing/eyesight

Super healing

Toxic blood that can turn people into vampires

Vampires can get sick from feeding on each other

When they feed, they gain a heartbeat for a few hours along with a healthy flush to their skin

Turns to dust in the sun

Garlic makes them break out into hives

Cannot be around holy things (burns them/does not kill)

Only capable of feeling sexual urges once they’re fed

Can’t taste food. Only blood can satiate them

Vampyrs

Have heartbeat and blood (the blood inside of them is not theirs and belongs to those they drink from so if the blood was tested it’d be a mix of blood types and DNA)

Not pale, often are very flushed when fell fed (start paling into gray and heartbeat slows once they go without blood for too long)

Eyes change color at will

Retractable fangs

Shapeshifting abilities (into animals like bats or dogs) (can make themselves look younger)

Super strength/speed/smell/hearing/sight

Can only heal fast when consumed blood

Can’t turn people into vampires/they’re born this way (reproduce sexually)

Can feed on other vampires (as in both)

Have abilities like hypnotism, flying, telekinesis, etc (varies) (not everyone has the same ones)

Boil in the sun and can bear it with willpower

Garlic/Holy things doesn’t work on them

Personality of a person affects how their blood tastes to them (picky eaters because of it)

Can taste food flavors but it doesn’t satiate them

Vegan vampires can sleep off blood hunger (just takes longer to recover)

There’s more stuff to cover but this is some important facts for simple distinction

#all for the fangs #all for the blood #aftg #all for the game #art #doodles #fanart #neil josten #andrew minyard #Andriel #vampires #vampires vs Vampyrs #worldbuilding

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ghostswithoutokday · 1 month

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Lucifer X reader| Vox x reader| they are Jealous!??

(btw this is not a poly relationship. These are two different scenarios and two different relationships. Also, if used please credit me. 😀).

(scenario one Lucifer)

Lucifer isn’t the type to get jealous easily a lot usually you’re the one who gets jealous if somebody even calls him by your nicknames or when they get a little too… Touchy with him your blood boil, but when Lucifer does get jealous, it tends to be a bit dramatic though nothing a little bit of cuddling and kisses will help. I’ll be back to golden retriever. self one day you were just walking around the palace, admiring The red decor until a servant kept up to you. He was just asking normal questions, but he seemed to be a bit touchy when Lucifer saw this he was not happy. But not mad as the conversation continue on he saw how more touchy the server was getting. “ DARLING. Uh ham- I mean Darling I need you to see some thing I made for you” Lucifer as he brings your hand to his looking at the servant as you both made his way to his office he slammed the door, kinda hard, but not as as if he wasn’t mad, but annoyed “ y/ n who is that fellow?” Lucifer, an angry tone. “ Servants.” You said. “ but he was touching you.” Lucifer said getting a little close to you. “ it’s fine Lu I mean you touch me all the time and it’s fine”

“ yeah because I’m your boyfriend that’s another story love you shouldn’t let people just randomly touch you” Lucifer said pounding you walk up a bit close to him “ Lucifer are you… Jealous?” I said, giving him a little smirk Lucifer blushes of it. “ what?! No no hehe Nono no NO” he said panicking a bit “ I mean I do but like not as if-“ you cut him off by giving him a kiss on his lips Lucifer was done for a bit, but soon kissed back “ Lucy why would you think I would let some else have me. I love you for you.” Lucifer looks a bit sad. “ I’m sorry, honey. I know it’s just after Lilith and everything. I..” held his chin, making him look at you. “ everything’s fine now I’m here. No one to hurt you no more…”

“you have me…”

. -. -. -. .- .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.—.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.- . (scenario two Vox)

Vox had quite the temper he never get he never got mad at you don’t worry, but he still sometimes through tantrums like he was five years old and when you throw that in with jealousy problems start to well notice something even a glimpse of someone even touching you or accidentally popping into you he get all angry and protective because he doesn’t wanna lose you and how you’re his pride and joy one day you were talking to Val discussing about who knows when Vox came from behind you and put his arms around you as he was hugging you from the back staring at Val with cold eyes “ oh it looks like your little boy over here isn’t happy that I’m talking to you?” Val said in a teasing way later that day after everything happened, you stepped into Vox’s office “ it’s time for lunch Vox need to take a break. You’ve been here all. Morning “ he stepped in his office and saw nothing not even his computers were on that was odd soon the door slam shut you turn around quickly seeing your boyfriend who was a bit angry “ y/n why the fuck were you talking Val?” he said an angry tone. “ He was just asking for a project for designing clothes”

“ I get that, but he was a bit too… Clingy and touchy with you” you gave a small grin “ you were the one who was cling on me” “ that’s because I’m your boyfriend. I have a right to do that.” Vox said in an angry tone. “ I’m supposed to be the one who is you touching all over you I’m supposed to be the one to give you kisses and stuff not Val “ baby, it was just one touch that’s it and plus you have me actually and you do all those things what are you jealous or something?” Was a bit shocked by what you said a light blue blush. Appeared on his face. He cleared his throat. “ still though… you’re my partner, my lover.. not his “ I came close to vox giving him a kiss on the cheek “ don’t worry voxxy I’m not leaving you I would never leave you now now come on. Let’s go eat lunch.” I said, taking his hand soon leaving with him

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( thank you for reading my lovely’s I will be making a Adam, and Alastor one also later today so stay tune 😀😎⭐️)

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel vox #Lucifer X reader #lucifer morningstar #vox x reader #vox #the vees

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sirthisisa-wendys · 1 year

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Can you do a period cup part 2 with izana kakucho and Draken please its okay if you dont want to have a good day/night

Absolutely! This was in the works already, so I'm glad you requested it!

Stuck Cups (Part 2): Izana Kurokawa/Kakucho Hitto/Ken Ryuguji/Sanzu Haruchiyo x Fem!Reader

wc: 953

tw: blood!

masterlist (Part 1)

Izana Kurokawa is squeamish and will not touch anything that looks like blood. Ever.

"No!" Izana shouts, walking out of the bathroom with both hands up. "I won't look at it."

"Don't be a baby," you cry out, amused. "It's just a period!"

"Never known what that was and didn't want to." Izana wanders into the kitchen, opening the fridge and distracting himself from the thought of blood anywhere. So much for a gang leader, huh?

"You act like seeing blood is the worst thing in the world."

"Not seeing it," Izana counters, pointing a single finger in the air. "Touching it."

"Who would clean your scrapes, then?"

"Kakucho," Izana announces proudly. "He'd do anything for me."

Kakucho Hitto is willing to... learn about periods now.

"Alright, so you're saying..." Kakucho squats, frowning. "That your period cup is stuck in there?"

"Yeah," you mumble, shaking your head. "Can't get it out at all."

"And Izana wouldn't help you?"

"No."

"Figures," Kakucho whispers, leaning forward a bit before tossing over his shoulder, "I have full permission to touch your girlfriend's vagina, right?"

"Yeah, just this once. It's a hall pass type of a thing." You glare at Izana, who's standing in the doorway, looking at his phone distractedly. "One night only."

"Okay." Kakucho sticks two fingers inside of you, and you jolt, feeling thick fingers probe about you. "I think I've got it."

"Could you hurry up?" you wonder, grimacing. "Pull it out, already!"

Kakucho obeys, pulling it out and letting it drop with a thunk onto the floor.

"That's disgusting," Izana responds, making a yuck face and walking away.

"It's literally just a period," you grumble. Kakucho picks up your cup and washes it out in the sink with care.

"Just boil it, and it'll be good to go."

"How'd you know that?" you ask, taking the cup from him. Kakucho ponders upon your question for a second, then hums to himself.

"I mean, they're like sex toys, right? They go in your vagina, so they need to be cleaned every so often. I'd assume you boil it."

"Do you own--" Kakucho turns beet red, then backs out of the bathroom without answering any of your shouted questions.

Draken wishes he didn't know what a period was, but is second best only to Takeomi.

"Babe," you shout, and Draken stops putting the groceries away. "My cup got stuck again."

"Coming," Draken replies, shutting the fridge door closed with his foot and ambling towards the bathroom. Damn, he's getting old, he notes, rubbing his back. You're stuck on the toilet, one eye shut as you feel around for the cup. "I got this."

Draken wordlessly replaces your fingers and feels for the cup, leaning over just enough so he can reach the rim and pull it out with ease. Before he straightens up, he places a quick kiss on your nose and then treks to the sink, making light work of the nearly impossible task.

"We should probably start using those disc things," you mention, wiping before flushing the toilet. "You know, for ease of removal and stuff." Draken's eyes slide to you, and he huffs in surprise before leaning his back against the sink.

"Oh, yeah? For ease of removal?"

"And other things," you murmur, pushing him aside to wash your hands.

"Like sex?" Draken laces his arms around you and nuzzles your neck. "We don't have to do all of that, baby. I'll fuck the period right out of you, no sweat." You bump your hips against him, and Draken's grip tightens around you.

"Don't tempt me, big boy," you giggle, but Draken isn't through with you. Not in the slightest.

"Let me put the milk up so it doesn't spoil, and I'll be right back to... assist you, my dear."

Sanzu Haruchiyo is not squeamish, not stupid, and relies on other methods of freedom.

"The article says you should..." Sanzu pauses, scowling over his phone at the hostage in the corner. The bound man is crying loudly, which is interrupting his focus and making him irritated. "Shut the fuck up." Sanzu waves the gun in his hand for emphasis, then turns back to his phone.

"Sorry, baby. First, you should probably get some gloves."

"Gloves...?"

"We have some in the cabinet below the sink." You shift the phone around and set it down. Sanzu can hear you rattling around in the cabinet in the background. "Let me know when you find them."

"Just let me go," the hostage warbles. "I swear I didn't have anything to do with--"

"I'm. Not. Talking. To you."

"I found them!"

"Great. Now you're going to want to squat over the toilet and feel around for the top of the cup. When you find it, push it in and pull it out."

"Got it." There are noises of effort on the other side of the phone, and when you're freed, you give a little shout of joy. "I did it!"

"Good job, sweetheart," Sanzu smiles to himself and glances at the man. "That's my baby girl right there. She can do anything."

"Are you coming home in time for dinner?" Sanzu turns his attention back to the phone and thinks.

"Don't know. Might take me a bit to clean up around here. Save me a plate, though."

"Okay. I love you."

"Love you more."

"Impossible," you counter, and Sanzu chuckles. "See you soon." After he hangs up, Sanzu turns back to his hostage. He stands, sets down his phone, and picks up his gun.

"Tell me the steps to getting a stuck menstrual cup out of your wife's vagina in ten seconds, or I'm turning your brains into a Jackson Pollock on the wall behind you."

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #sanzu haruchiyo x reader #sanzu haruchiyo #tokyo revengers draken #ken ryuguji #ken ryuguji x reader #izana kurokawa x reader #izana kurokawa #kakucho hitto x reader #kakucho hitto

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lizaluvsthis · 5 months

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Accidental Kiss - (Christmas Eve)

fic - and art (forgive me I'm bad at writing fics)

(Thanking @shygirl4991 for doing an episode fic remake called "Mistletoe Wars" !)

Everyone was really hoping for a mistletoe T.T well that didn't happen. A promise is a promise!

It's winter season, and the crew members had enjoyed the nostalgic feeling of snow. But since they've never get to experience what snow felt before. Now it's a good chance to go out there and have some fun!

-this fic contains language and some sensitive stuff (NOT the one you're thinking about-)

The crunch of snow beneath their feet sounds as they all walked around, the crew looked outside in excitement.

"Woahh its a very nice and cold snowy night!" Boopkins was the first to start as he picked up some snow from the ground and tried making a snowman. "Alright everyone! You can do whatever you want here, make some snowmans, ice skate or whatever types of games you want to play like snowballs. It's up to all of you!" Smg4 announced.

Mario commented same as Meggy

"Mario's gonna make good big snowman!"

"I'm gonna make the tallest snowman!"

The two never expected to have the same idea, and looked at each other. Meggy smirked and Mario also thought about the same idea. "Hey mario you thinking what I'm thinking? Lets start making out big snowman and beat them!" Meggy whispered.

Mario salutes in order to follow Meggy "yes boss!"

Tari is making a cute-duck snow while Saiko tried building her own snowman, which it failed due to her unexperience of snow. Tari comforted Saiko by patting her head.

Meanwhile Smg3 is making his own Snowman Statue of EggDog, enjoying some quiet and peace. "Bark!" Eggdog called. "Hey there Eggdog!" Three picks him up to make him see the full view of the snow statue he made.

"I built this just for my cute little egg! Who's a cute lil dog? Yes you are!" Smg3 rubs eggdog's stomach and pets him, playing dearfully from his lovable pup.

Three puts eggdog down and puts eggdog's mini-sized hat on top of it. "Bark!" He jumps in excitement.

"Hehehe... I bet my statue is more better than those losers-" Three's words were cut off right when he felt a snowball hit his back.

"Hey! Whats the big ide-" Smg3 thinking it would be some of Four's friends that three would like to call- "idiots" he turns around annoyed.

"Hahaha! -Gotcha now Mar- huh?" Four expected Mario would be the person he hit, suprisingly it was three.

But to his suprise it wasn't Smg4's idiots who've hit his back. It was Smg4 himself. "Oh. You."

Three rolled his eyes, just seeing Smg4 right infront of him makes his skin boil. For any other reasons this is just probably him getting "angry" again.

"Oh- uh- sorry about that Smg3 I didn't know it was you. Me, Bob, Mario, and Meggy are playing snowball fight. If theres a possible chance I thought it'd be fun too for you to joi-" Three wasn't having this, he doesn't NEED a childish game to waste his time on.

"No thanks" "aww cmon! Why not?" Four walks closer to Three as his eyes darts down to the ground, aware that Four might've noticed. But he didn't.

"B-because it's pointless, on such a stupid game you guys had to pick that sh-t of a junk. Wow." His response were cold to Four, receiving those messages. Four felt bad to his friend.

Smg3 flinched as soon as Smg4 puts his right hand from his shoulder, this startled him. "Dude, you definitely have to join us- besides you've barely enjoyed christmas from these past few years. How about giving it a go?"

Smg3 stayed silent, not even facing his ex-rival. "It's christmas. We all deserve to have some fun! Even you..." even if Three didn't look at him, he knew that four was giving that "look".

Those blue eyes that matched from the color of the nightsky, gazing upon the color of wine. The color of blood that gave the matching of purple when theh meet. Purple butterflies form, starting to surround them with this tension.

This made three felt sick from his guts.

Three knows. He knew how much of a coward and a b-tch he was for admitting Smg4 was his friend, how else could he say no? They almost died. He. Almost died.

"But I understand you now. You're really scared, aren't you?

You're scared you could lose it all at any time.

But I've met your friends man.

No matter what you make, they...

WE... will always be here to have fun and laugh together"

Three could barely even remembered what he told him back on the castle, does he really meant all of the things he said to Four?

Is this also the main reason why four has felt sympathetic towards him? He wasn't sure.

Sure they made good laughs, they've been enemies for so long and now that the two had went through lots of stuff. The two had developed something that they were never sure about it yet.

Love.

"I still remember what you said..." four decided to break the long distant of silence. This lit up three's eyes, he wanted to say something... anything at all... but he kept it close, wanting to hear what his friend has to say.

"You remember when I was stuck and possessed by a goddamn keyboard from that old castle...?" It was four's turn to look down and face his hands, twiddling his thumbs.

Three didn't respond but just stood there, waiting the following words as he listened.

"I never thought I could say this to anyone else just to you... I... heard you reaching out on me... I know its all classic and cheesy but in all seriousness... did you meant all of that...?" Smg3 took a step back.

"I know its been a few months since we never talked about what happened there, with all of the monster attack and sh-t" "I did."

Three turned to look at Smg4 with his eyes locked onto his. "I did meant it, I meant everything what I've said. You were the onl- the reason why you're having so much fun with your friends. I told you all of that because I admitted it."

But its not only just for their friendship...not only for his friends...

"But I understand you now..."

If three wouldn't be such a d!ck, then this wouldn't have happened. He wouldn't drive him insane nor putting everyone in danger.

You're an idiot Three...

...

How many years has it been ever since they called their truce? How many years did it came for three to wait? How many? He didn't answer.

Because on what other choice could he take? He'd been an enemy of Smg4 and always WILL be his enemy. Even tho he wanted to forget those days that he's tried to kill smg4 that never worked.

Smg4 was a superior, he was a star, a golden child, the big f-king attention from the top of the stairs to where everyone would admire. He is the Lord of Memes, and him? Three? Was the Lord of the Dead-Memes.

Smg4 had such an opportunity to do alot of stuff with posting his memes (creating memes or bunch)

Three was sure that four didn't have those affectionate feelings towards him, even tho he came out as bisexual. He wasn't even sure anymore if Four was still looking for a new partner that'll interest him.

Would he even like me back even after...?

Forgetting about this, smg4 could sense Three's feelings inside of him having the urge to blow. Sure they're both cosmically linked to each other. What about it?

What concerns Four is Three.

"You're not telling me anything else at all are you...?"

"Why the hell do I need to tell you everything? You completely RUINED me" ouch. (Touche...) said by four. But in other words, where could Three have been feeling this sentimental emotion from the other parts?

He can't do anything else but to do something.

"I forgive you" Smg4 closed his eyes smiling sadly at Three, wrapping his arms around his back. In a cold weather outside, Three could feel Four's chin resting on the back of his shoulder. Between the two's burning sensation from the body heat, Three didn't mind him at all.

After a few couple of minutes, Three breaks the hug four gave him and covered half of his face. (Not trying to feel embarrassed from this)

"Thats enough- I'm worried that your stupid idiots would've ended up seeing us both like- like this!" He crossed both of his arms and huffed. He could still feel Four's warm body press from his back. Turning red.

"Aww man- It was just starting to get comfortable! You sure you don't want that again?" "No! I'm never enjoying that sh!t ever its f-king gay" Four frowned at Three in a way that made him feel so bad, a way that made him feel soft around him. GOD HE HATED IT.

"You can do that after..." Smg3 sent Four to having butterflies by giving him a pleasant smile. Smg4 blushed, his heart beating and racing, his cheeks fumming out smoke. He panicked "oh boy haha- oh man is it- is it getting hot in here or maybe you are..." (SHIT.)

Cursed by four. Three raised an eyebrow in confusion. (Did he just FLIRT AT ME?!) the audacity. He had never heard smg4 flirt to him like that.

Wow. That was smooth as hell.

Three had enough of it. "WHY YOU..." he got to the ground and started making a snowball and throws it to Smg4's face.

"Don't you talk like that to me it's cheesy! I hate it!" (Lie)

Smg4 smirked "you sure~ cause I'm convinced that you're lying, I know you liked that~" he laughed. "You're still a tsundere three even after all of this" he wept a tear.

"N-NO I'M NOT A TSUNDERE YOU BAKA!!!" Smg3 starts throwing snowballs at Smg4. "Hey! Its not fair!" He tried covering himself in order to not get hit on the face by the snowballs.

"I'M NOT STOPPING BECAUSE YOU'RE BEING- A COMPLETE- IDIOT-" he heard something... something jiggling... on top of his head there was... a mistle toe...? He stopped for a second.

"Ran out of snowballs I see?" Smg4 noticed Three looking upwards, followed by Four's contact.

"Is that- supposed to be... a mistletoe?" Three and Four looked at each other "oh god..." "f-ck."

"I umm- I'm not sure about this... this is super f-king gay four well played but stop it-" "stop? What do you mean stop? I didn't place that there!"

"If you didn't then who?!" This is making him feel terrified. Three wanted to kiss Four ofcourse, he was too scared of what will happen after that. He might ruin his friendship with four and all and he didn't want that to happen because Smg4 is all that he even had, he ever needed, all that he wanted.

"I uhh... I have to go-" Smg3 started backing away not even turning, Smg4 looked at three upset. "Wait- Smg3!" Three accidentally slips from the ice on the floor, causing him to lose balance.

Four attempted on helping three's situation by approaching forward, immediately landing Three's lips to his.

A few seconds later, Smg3 pulled himself away in need of air. Wow. What an experience. "I-I- Smg4?" He opened his eyes to meet four's again.

"SH!T! WHAT HAVE I DONE?! NOW IT'S COMPLETELY RUINED!" Smg4 took a whole minute to proccess whatever happened back there. Damn. It took too long to realize- Three has best taste...

Wait. What the f-ck?

"Smg3 its o-" Four tried calming him down. "I COMPLETELY DID RUIN IT! I- SH!T DUDE! SH!T SH!T SH!T!!!" "Smg3-" "Everythings supposed to go how it always were..." "Three-" "I don't want you to see me as a friend I-" "You don't w-" "And I can't even admit this stuff BECAUSE I'M SCARED THAT I MIGHT LOSE YOU TOO!" "SMG3!!!"

Smg3 is filled with tears caught by Four's attention. "You're never going to lose me again..." "how can you be so sure?"

"Because of this." Smg4 smiled at him and gave his fated ex-enemy a second kiss, it lasted longer than the first one and boy to tell you something.

It was a dream come true.

Three didn't even pull away, but closes his eyes. Waiting for a next miracle...

-UMM END? IG?

NEXT PART (Purposely on Purpose)

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prey-4-me · 1 year

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Yautja with an autistic reader

Thx for this request, hope you like it 🤍

Request: Yaujta x autistic reader

Sort of fluff?, gender neutral, no smut

Yauja Translations

Hult’ah - name, meaning Watcher

Kv’var - hunt

Ooman - human

Human Translations

Kmt - what ancient Egyptians called Egypt

***

The constant thrumming of the ship bothered you. No one else seemed to notice. But it was driving you crazy. Anxious, you fiddled with your jacket zipper.

“What do you think they’re going to do with us?” Someone asked.

Chatter initiated. Overwhelmed by it, you sat back and fiddled some more. But you thought about the question. Your group had been overtaken by a strange alien race while exploring a new planet. Half the crew had been lost by the time another alien species showed up, ship crashing through the clouds in the sky.

The other scientists continued to argue. You thought about your meeting with the second type of alien. Cornered by a xenomorph, you had flattened yourself against a wall and waited for death. It had approached slowly, calmly, as if relishing the kill. You focused on the drool coming out of its two mouths.

Suddenly a spear had gone through its elongated head. It had screamed, acidic blood spurting at you. A large, strong hand had pulled you backwards to safety. The thing staggered and fell. Was it dead? You stared at it, waiting for it to move. Horror slowly dawned on you as you considered the fact that the awful creature, which had killed half your crew, had just been killed easily by something else. What terrible beast was this?

You turned slowly around, focusing on your fingertips and counting up and down from 10. You had to look upward to see its face. It was… inhuman. But the eyes seemed familiar. It blinked at you. You blinked back. It broke the tension by speaking in a nearly human voice. Scratchy and raw sounding, it didn’t frighten you.

“Come… with me. To your friends.” It turned and took off without another word or action. Confused, you followed along. If nothing else, you appeared to be safe with it.

“What do you think?” The question broke into your thoughts.

“Huh?” You had stopped paying attention to your shipmates.

“What do you think is going to happen to us? Maybe they’ll eat us.”

You snorted at the comment. After interacting with it, you didn’t think it was interested in making you a meal.

“Why would they bother to talk to us if they wanted to eat us?” You asked, still zipping your zipper up and down your jacket.

“What, one of them talked to you?” Incredulous comments burst forth, overwhelming you again. Their voices turned into one buzzing noise in your ears. Just as your anxiety was about to boil over, the door opened. Your rescuer came in. You felt happy to see it. Looking directly at you, it motioned for you to come.

“Don’t go with it - We can fight it!”

You jumped up and followed it out the door before they could yell anymore. You entered a long corridor, illuminated with red lighting. It walked briskly. It turned its head slightly to speak to you as you trotted along beside it. “Your friends are very afraid. You can explain to them that we mean them no harm. Your kind are not an honorable kv’var.”

Confused, you followed along silently. It continued, “Where do you come from? I think… you call it Earth?”

You nodded. It went on, “Why so far from home?”

You didn’t know how to respond. An alien was asking you why you left the rock you were born on to go to another one. Honestly, in this moment, you had no idea. You said so. It grunted. You weren’t sure if it was annoyed or amused or…?

“This way,” it lead you down a slightly more narrow corridor. Stopping in front of a doorway, it motioned you inside. You stopped short upon entering. Human objects were scattered about the small room. Some looked very old. Others looked quite new.

“This is all my ooman stuff. I thought you would like to see it.” Was it boasting? You were unsure. You couldn’t bring yourself to make eye contact, so you just nodded as you looked around the room. Many things confronted you. It was so much you nearly got dizzy. But then you focused in on something. As an archeologist, you recognized something you had studied heavily. Canopic jars. A full set, looking brand new! You raced to it. Reverently, you kneeled to get a better look. Without touching, you noted the cartouche. You knew this Pharaoh. You grinned. What a find.

“Do you like them? Your people used to put your guts into jars. Weird, but they look nice.”

You laughed happily. You continued to study them. Time stretched as you carefully examined each and every detail, all the hieroglyphs you could see. You realized slowly that the alien was sitting next to you patiently. You turned your head slowly.

“You really like them.” It seemed… amused? You weren’t sure. It leaned towards you slowly, as if to not frighten you. It smelled liked herbs and… strangeness. It picked up one of the jars. “This is my favorite.”

You immediately set off explaining which organ and why went into it. Then you went on to explain the life of the person who owned the jars. It nodded, listening intently. Finally it asked, “So now I know the name of my Pharaoh. My name is Hult’ah. And your name is..?”

You found it difficult to talk about yourself. After a strained moment, you squeaked out your name.

It considered. “I like it,” it finally said. It scooted closer. The scent got stronger. Normally this would bother you, but you didn’t mind this smell. It seemed… comforting.

“We take you home in a few of your earth months. We are very far away right now, as you know.”

You shrugged. You were more interested in exploring more of this room. It seemed to sense this, “What else do you want look at? I have more things from Kmt.”

Impressed, you asked to see more. The next several hours passed by in academic bliss. Finally you realized you were hungry.

It grumbled in a way you didn’t understand. “We have some food that is… probably palatable to oomans. Come.”

You followed along, passing by several other of its kind. You kept your gaze down, intimidated. Finally it turned into a larger room. There was some seating and something that looked a bit like the kitchenette in your Earth apartment. It opened a drawer and pulled out something that could be thought of as fruit, appearance-wise anyway.

You took it. You looked up at your friend. It clicked softly, eyes gentle. You felt oddly okay. Taking a bite, you tasted the tart juiciness of it. You mumbled. It was good.

Hult’ah clicked again before saying, “Let’s sit.” You sat in a chair, eating. It sat next to you, rather than across the table. Must be cultural, you thought.

When you had finished your snack, you turned to Hult’ah, “Now what?”

“Well, you want to go to your friends?”

You frowned, “Not exactly. I’m sure they’re fine.”

Hult’ah clicked again. “Well, we can just talk?”

“About what?” You panicked at the social requirements.

It shrugged, “You could tell me more about Kmt.” You immediately went off on a long story about the history of everything you were really interested in. Hult’ah leaned forward.

Finally you were tired. Hult’ah took you to a small room. It had a cozy looking bed and some other ooman-ish items. “You can stay here to sleep. But tomorrow you really need to tell the other oomans it’s okay.” You agreed sleepily. Hult’ah left you sleep.

***

The weeks had passed more quickly than you wanted. You stood next to Hult’ah as the Yaujta ship entered Earth’s atmosphere. You had learned much about the Yaujta, and befriended many of them. It was strange to feel so at home among another species.

Hult’ah clicked, “Well, soon we will be on your ground.” You nodded. Then you started to cry. Hult’ah turned to you. “You are… happy to return?”

“No,” you blurted out.

“… you have… things on Earth you will miss?”

You thought about your snake plant for a second. “No,” you finally said, feeling sad and angry you had to leave. Hult’ah was… very special to you. The other oomans crowded to the exit as the ship landed, rumbling and finally becoming still. They chattered excitedly. Although they no longer feared their alien hosts, they were ecstatic to return home, to the things they had left. But you were leaving the thing that was important to you. You took one step. Then another. Focusing on moving your feet, you made it to the exit. Your ooman companions called to you to hurry. The Yaujta could not stay long without risking detection.

You froze. This was it. Your stomach felt heavy.

A strong hand landed on your shoulder. “You can go, but you don’t have to.” Hult’ah’s voice was very quiet.

You spun around and leapt into Hult’ah’s powerful arms. “Let’s go.”

Hult’ah held you with one arm while comming the pilot, “We’re ready. Oomans are clear of the ship…. Well, the ones that are leaving, anyway.”

You wrapped both arms around Hult’ah until it became too much. Then the two of you walked through the ship to the Ooman Room. You wanted to continue cataloging it, and Hult’ah was an excellent assistant. You thought about Hult’ah and your heart was full.

#yautja x human #yautja x reader #predator x human #predator x reader #yautja x you #predator x you

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jaeeyaaasworld · 1 year

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Toxic - LH44

Featuring: Lewis Hamilton x Y/n

Warnings: Y/n is right out of a toxic and abusive relationship, Lewis is a sweetheart (we stan), former overweight Y/n, Lewis is a bit of a simp (but we love it, come on)

Requested: Yes/No

Lewis' phone started ringing randomly as soon as he entered his own house after a date with his girlfriend Y/n, he actually invited her over for the night, but she said that she would've liked to rest a bit in her own home, so he just accepted it and drove to his house after a goodbye kiss from his lover.

he took his phone out of his pocket, his eyebrows furrowing at seeing the caller id, but he quickly picked up the phone.

"hey, baby. are you okay? did something happen?"

the concern could be heard in the driver's voice, knowing what Y/n's past boyfriend did to her and how he treated her, the worry was high, he was expecting anything.

"uhm... yeah, I have a problem"

she started, her voice was trembling, it felt like she was crying. her words were enough to make Lewis take the car keys that he threw in their place and rush out of his house, quickly making his way down the stairs.

"what type of problem exactly?"

Lewis asked back, trying his best to not sound too worried and worry his girlfriend even more, just as he got to his car and started driving towards Y/n's house.

"he is... threatening me that he will come here and break into my house because he saw me around with you. I-I don't know what to do"

Y/n was panicking at this point, practically sobbing while being on the phone with him. hearing her like this broke his heart and he quickly found himself pushing the pedal on the floor to reach his girl as fast as possible, hoping he would be faster than that asshole would be.

"it's okay baby, I'm coming over, alright? no one will be able to touch you when I'm around, okay? I'm almost in front of your house, give me five minutes, hold on"

he said as he got closer and closer to her house. as soon as he reached her front yard, he parked the car and got out in a rush, almost knocking the door down to get in.

"no, you have to come with me"

Lewis heard a male voice shouting, and he knew that some shit was about to go down. he quickly looked around the room, finding a baseball bat just sitting around in his girlfriend's living room, he couldn't leave it there, so he took it with him.

his shoulder pushed the door of the master bedroom open, the bat hidden behind his back, didn't want to scare the boy there.

"hey, man. could you explain what you're doing in my girlfriend's house?"

he calmly asked. the man turned around, his jaw clanched and his eyes were spitting fire. as he moved, Lewis could get a glimpes of Y/n sitting on the ground, her beautiful bottom lip was busted. he couldn't have that, his blood was boiling.

"nah man. this whore is your girlfriend? I'm telling you: when we fucked, before you got here and all that stuff, I couldn't even stand to look at her face, I always had to think about someone else. I don't think you hit a jackpot with this one"

Y/n's ex started, Lewis' eyes narrowed as he listened to him speak.

"listen- you are a handsome man, you could get any girl you want. leave this one to me, you ain't losing anything special, trust me"

he finished his little speech.

"so... Noah? is that the name?"

Lewis asked the man in front of him, Y/n never told him his name and he didn't want to know, he just said a random name to piss him off.

"Derek... but whatever"

her ex said, a huge sigh leaving his mouth.

"oh- so Derek, I really suggest you to get out of here now that I'm still in my senses"

a chuckle left the man's lips.

"come on, man. I'm giving you an offer that you can't decline, I could get this one off your shoulders"

he said pointing his finger to Y/n, still on the floor with her knees up to her chest.

"Derek, I don't want to get to violence, it's really not my cup of tea. but you leave me no choice"

Lewis slowly pulled the bat out from behind his back, swirling it around while taking a good look at it. a little shiver run down Derek's back, it was so deep that he could see that too and it made a little smile come up to his lips.

"woah, t-there's no need for that"

Derek said, his hands in front of him to put a little distance between them while Lewis extended his hand, waiting for something, just to earn a confused expression from the man.

"the keys"

he said, the man understood. he took out Y/n's house keys from his pocket and threw them over to Lewis, as he cought them effortlessly.

"now get out of here"

the man nodded his head, getting out of the room with Lewis' eyes following his every movement till he was out the front door. in that moment he left everything that was in his hands on the ground and rushed to his girlfriend, his hands cupping her cheeks.

"could you tell me what happened, love?"

he softly asked, his thumb caressing her lower lip and wipe some bit of blood that was resting there.

"he slapped me, and called me names. can I come to yours tonight?"

she cut everything short, not wanting to talk about it, so he just let her be.

"sure, honey. you can come whenever you want"

after a month

it was finally time for Lewis' summer break and he couldn't wait to take Y/n to a little trip to Rome, he couldn't wait to go himself. as soon as they got off the plane he took the car he rented for the trip and drove to the five star hotel he booked for them.

"how does this look, baby?"

he asked his girl with a smile on his face. Lewis watched Y/n get on the balcony and lean on the railing to watch the scenery in front of them; one of the busy streets of Rome and a big old palace in front of their hotel.

his hands placed themselves on both his girlfriend's sides, his chin resting gently on her shoulder.

"it looks amazing, I can't wait to go visit around"

she said, excitement could be heard in her voice as she couldn't keep it in.

"let's go than, we will grab something to eat at the cute restaurant that you saw earlier and go visit around after"

he said, patting her on her butt and leaving a kiss to her cheek as he left her on the balcony to take the car keys, his wallet and his phone.

Y/n got in from the balcony and took everything she needed and put it in her purse, reaching her boyfriend that was waiting for her in front of the door. he intertwined their hands together and walked out the door towards the car.

at the restaurant

the couple was seated on a table as the menus were resting in their hands. Lewis put down his as he chose what he wanted to eat.

"I think I'll take a carbonara, I really want to see how it is"

he said, his elbows resting on the table as he leaned on it, Y/n smiling at him as she chose.

"I think a salad will do for me"

she finally said, making Lewis tilt his head in disapproval.

"baby"

Lewis said back to her, it almost sounded like a warning but filled with love and affection.

"what?"

Y/n asked back, a small chuckle leaving her lips as she placed down the menu to look at her boyfriend's face and intertwine their fingers on the table.

"you can have that as a side dish alright? pick something real first"

he said again, his thumb caressing the back of Y/n's hand, as she taught about what to eat again.

"a cacio e pepe than"

she finally agreed, making Lewis smile and kiss his girlfriend's knuckles.

"see? good girl"

later that night, back at the hotel

Y/n and Lewis got back at the hotel that was almost midnight, after they had a romantic dinner date over a wine glass. they didn't even get it that Lewis already stopped her by placing himself in front of the girl, his hands engulfing hers.

"I asked the room service to run a romantic bath in the jacuzzi that we have in here, so... how about you go change in that bikini that I bought you today and jump in with me, mh?"

he asked, inching closer every passing second. as soon as he got a little nod from Y/n, he gently placed his lips on hers.

"great, I'll be waiting for you there, alright?"

Lewis asked again, a big smile splitting his face in half, just like Y/n.

"alright"

she whispered back, as he walked to the jacuzzi and she walked into the bedroom to change into the bikini. she put the bikini on, but when she saw her image in the mirror in front of her, she could only see the old 'fat ass' that she was a year ago.

Y/n put on two punds since she got with Lewis, that always encouraged her to eat properly and not just some shitty salad or whatever. her hands gripped on her stomach and on her thighs.

"love, are you not comi- oh, damn, those curves"

Lewis asked, walking into the room and finding his lover in the best bikini that he ever saw, he couldn't be more grateful to himself for buying everything his girl even glanced at.

his hands slided onto her sides and her thighs as his lips met her shoulder, kissing softly as his naked chest came in contact with her back.

"you look so good, I might just- baby, what's that look?"

he asked as his eyes met hers through the mirror and he saw the sadness, disappointment and guilt.

"you wanna know how much I gained since we got together, Lewis?"

she started, a sad smile on her face making Lewis let out a little chuckle.

"I actually don't, I can't really see it anyway. and if you have gained a pound, it's going in the right places, baby"

Lewis said, smacking her butt as a laugh left her lips.

"come on, let's go. I need this cute little ass on my lap while I'm sitting in a jacuzzi, right now"

he added, patting her ass gently as she started walking towards the jacuzzi, leaving Lewis some feets behind her.

"damn, I'm a lucky man"

#formula 1 #formula one #formula 1 x you #lewis hamilton #lewis hamilton x reader #lewis hamilton x you #lewis hamilton x y/n #mercedes #mercedes formula one #mercedes f1 #lh44

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demoniccomplex · 8 months

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Happy Halloween.

Going off these from my goretober prompts i am using for this month -wc: 1581 -tws: yandere, reader in pain, tortured, toxic relationships, broken bones.

also this is my first time writing for Margaret ever since my friend gave me her for the original prompt (had to switch it to accident since i had no idea what to write for bones), so hopefully i did her justice!

-Stitches: Jouno -Nosebleed: Ranpo -Accident: Margaret

Jouno:

Lets be real here, you’re either getting the most torture sessions from this man, or!, you’re getting locked in a room for several weeks. Overall you’re not gonna have the best time in his forced “care”.

Would he care enough to stitch you up? Hmmm, well, it would depend on how far he overdid it, but I would give this question a yes. He would be slightly uncomfortable giving the stitches realizing how far he actually went to get to this point. If you’re somehow able to tease this man I would not suggest it unless you actually want to be left out to rot.

The loud ringing in your ears is only a low comfort compared to the aching pain shriving up your body. You knew the tears wouldn't heal anything but they continued to swim down your face. Jouno hit a spot on your arm rather viciously, one that made him backpedal on the rest of his torture upon you. It was a rare sight to behold, you would have laughed in a pathetic victory if the pain didn't choke you. Jouno cursed under his breath at the accident he caused, hesitatingly getting up with a deeping frown on his face ever so present. He left the room without a word, leaving you to suffer with no one to watch. It didn't take too long for him to come back with medical stuff much to your pained surprise. Crouching down next to you, he placed the first aid down, Jouno proceeded to lift you up and slouch you against the wall. He sighed, shaking his head before speaking up. “Let's get this fixed up before it becomes a bigger problem.”

He gently lifted up your more wounded arm with care, he already had an anti-infection cleaning wipe. Calmly he put it on the affected area, the sting only worsened and you tensed up greatly even more than you already had. Jouno’s frown only deepened at this reaction, giving another sigh he didn't want to make a bigger mess by moving you into the bathroom. It was eventually time to get the stitching done, Jouno started telling you sweet nothings to calm you. Stating how proud he was of you for being able to withstand this type of pain and how you compared to no other.

Jouno finally got to the needle was trying to insert into your skin without causing more damage. The pain was still rampant, nothing was making it better, not your tears, and not Jouno. Every sting of pain clouded your mind, you didn't know how long it had been since this whole thing started. Yet nothing calmed down in your pained breaths or aching body when Jouno Announced he was done stitching you. He took notice of your reaction and turned his head, he once again left. The door to the basement opened signaling that Jouno was back, he had a long fabric in his hand.

He started to wrap you up in the towel he brought, not wanting to get anymore blood on him and the floor. After he successfully wrapped you in a blanket, Jouno simply placed you on his lap, hugging you and continued to praise you while saying his apologies.

Ranpo:

I'm curious on how you would be able to have a nosebleed that is not caused by injury, maybe it's boiling in the house you're in, I don't know. This is the part where the author tells the audience that he has never had a nosebleed.

Let's say for the sake of this, you accidentally hit your nose or the air is really dry for some reason in october. Ranpo would be freaking out while also childishly complaining about how he has to take care of you. It probably won't be that bad, just a lot of complaining.

You were trying to remain calm and attend to your unfortunate bleeding that came from your nose as it trickled down your face. You were already tired and yet this was topping off the night. Hoping you had enough time before Ranpo came to check on you would be a blessing, but tonight was just not your night. Footsteps were approaching the bathroom, you quickly tried to clean the ever growing blood pouring down in a panic. Yet, no matter how hard you tried to make the bleeding less bad you ended up smearing it on your hands and face. The slightly already opened bathroom door got pushed open to its fullest.

Ranpo was standing there with a lollipop in his mouth while you stood there panicked. He took a few seconds before complaining about how careless you were being and how you weren't even taking care of yourself correctly. He’d continue to blabber about how he had everything for you, you sighed in defeat trying not to take in his words seriously. However, his degrading words about who you were just kept on going while he was taking over what you were trying to do. He got done with fixing up your bloodied nose pretty quickly, while over doing his complaints. You let out a few tears at his harsh attempt at teasing, the night getting worse and worse at everything unraveling. Ranpo immediately stopped his complaints and got closer to you, stuck in your mind completely you failed to notice him pout. Finally he gave you a hug.

You began to shed more tears, sobbing on how tired you were of his complaints and how you didnt feel good enough. Ranpo hugged you tighter, he made his silence last longer, once the final words of pain fell out of your mouth, he spoke up. “I was just joking.”

Choosing not to speak after what was just said, you finally hugged him back out of the need to be comforted. You both ignored the smeared blood on your hands that were probably getting on the back of Ranpo's clothing. Neither of you paid any mind just resting in the comfort of each other's warmth. While his was blissful, yours was in discomfort. He snuggled up in your chest giving soft nothing apologies.

At the end of his little blabbering, he spoke something that stuck with you for the rest of the night, “I wish you would get nosebleeds more often so we can have moments like these.” your eyes widen in a pained realization of what he ment. It's fine after all, he loves you.

Margaret:

Hoo boy, let's sum it down to you got injured on a mission, that injury could’ve been avoided but simply you were caught off guard, hypothetically. Let's also say, for the sake of this, you get a broken rib or hell just a broken arm.

You get to see that softer side of Margaret you rarely ever see. she stays with you awhile, scolding you for not being careful enough. Yet, for the “you almost got killed!” berating, she compliments you for being strong.

You lay down in a bed, agony coming from your chest, the pain killers you got to help the pain had yet to process in your body. The most you got was ice around the area where it hurt the most, you tried your best not to move, fearing the pain you felt. The door to your room opens, it's Margaret. You don't speak but give a small nod at her presence to avoid accidentally hurting yourself. She looks uneasy but still continues her way to your bedside, looking over you to make sure you’re okay. After getting a chair and sitting down in it, she starts to talk to you, firstly asking if you��re okay then getting into mission details with you. Margaret states how you gave her a shock, how fearful she got after how hard you got hit leading to your fractured ribs. Yet among the words she spoke of the accident during the mission, her turn of phrase hid a slight counterfeit to them. You brushed it off, taking in her worries about your current health as being genuine yet, it still felt off. It hurt to speak but you tried to slowly communicate back about mission details.

Trying to stir the conversation to what could’ve been avoided. Margaret didn't let you get another word in, she tried to get you to rest more and that she would get you anything after you woke up again. A blanket of uncomfortability laid across your core, everything about Margarets person wasnt sitting correctly with you, she wouldn't let what was considered an accident, happen on purpose, right? She wouldn't let you get harmed for no good reason, right? You trust her right? Margaret took notice of your sudden clouded mind, trying to assure you it was okay, that you’ll be just fine. Her little smile meant so much she had to be genuine after all. Yeah, Margaret was just looking after you, so far the first person to check if you’re okay.

“I’ll be back in an hour to see if you’re still awake, please try and get some rest.”

She finally got up from where she was sitting and walked towards the door, her hand placed gently on the knob. She gave a slight turn to your direction. “It could’ve been avoided but I was in awe of you.” Margaret swiftly left out the door.

#yandere bsd #yandere bsd x reader #bsd x reader #yandere jouno #jouno x reader #ranpo x reader #yandere ranpo #margaret x reader #yandere margaret #bsd #gender neutral reader

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xxsabitoxx · 2 years

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Good Girl

Fed up Giyu x Bratty fem! Reader

Warnings: public sex, outdoor sex, rough sex, name calling, degrading, face fucking, hand riding, dirty talk, hate sex, humiliation, descriptions of masturbating, drooling, cum swallowing, breeding, creampies, possessive giyu, semi-forced breeding. I think that’s most of it

A/N: it’s been forever since I posted a fic ;—; I also need to desperately update my Masterlist so plz bear with me. I’m also hoping there are no major spelling errors lol, I’m typing fast when I write these. Also grammar? Don’t comment on it if it’s bad 😐

Anyways here is some Giyu filth :)

Word count: 4.2k exactly. Pretty proud of that

“You think you are so fucking clever, don’t you?” Your chest was squished into one of the exterior walls of the butterfly estate. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Tomioka.” You could feel the heat radiating off of him, his chest was pressed into your back pushing even further into the wall. “Stop playing stupid, you’ve been a little fucking whore all day.” You gasped, a smug smile creeping up your features. “What vulgar language! That’s no way to speak to a lady, Tomioka.”

You felt something hard pressing into your ass, butterflies turning into a frenzy when you realized it had totally worked. “You feel it? All because you want to go around teasing me in front of everyone. I mean really y/n, wearing a short little skirt? How fucking immature of you.” You snorted, wiggling your hips against this evident arousal. “Shameful isn't it, Tomioka? The fact that you got so turned on by it? You say I’m immature for pulling such stunts…yet here you are trying to dry hump me like some bitch in heat.”

He groaned, the hands gripping your waist tightened significantly. “You know I’m right!” You laughed harshly, the throb between your legs was becoming more and more persistent. “Shut the fuck up.” He caught you off guard, hands flipping you over and slamming you back against the wall. He left no room between your bodies, one hand coming up to plant itself firmly over your lips. “I’m going to teach you how to fucking behave.” Your eyes widened a bit, smiling against his hand.

“Let’s discuss what you did today Hmm?” Giyu pressed you even further into the wall, the wood beginning to bite into your shoulders. The position was suffocated, with your body completely sandwiched between Giyu and the wall you couldn’t move. “Let's start with what you chose to wear. You always go for uniform pants, yet today you chose a skirt. Not only did you choose a skirt, you hiked that skirt so far up that you were one gust of wind away from showing the world your pussy.” You stiffened, teeth clenching significantly.

“Though I bet you would have liked that, huh? Showing off your cunt like it’s a fine piece of jewelry. You’d let anyone stuff themselves in there and get their fill, wouldn't you little whore?” You made a squealing noise, almost completely muffled by Giyu’s hand. Maybe you had taken things too far. “Don’t act like I didn’t see you feeling Shinazugawa up. Oh he was fucking eating it up too. Just watching you flaunt yourself around in front of him makes my fucking blood boil.” Your hands remained by your side, too awestruck to try and defy Giyu.

His free hand moved freely, drawing his hips back just enough that he could slip between the two of you. “Tell me, do you fantasize about Shinazugawa? I bet you’d let him fuck your cunt like the world was ending tomorrow. You’d let him fill you up over and over again with his cum. Maybe you’d even hope to carry his babies…” Giyu trailed off, hand still firmly placed over your mouth. You stared at him wide eyed, eagerly awaiting his next move. “How about Rengoku? You sure seemed friendly with him too. He likes to act so high and mighty, oh so innocent.” Giyu’s hand cupped your panty covered sex, groaning at the heat radiating from between your legs.

“You should have seen him, you barely left anything to the imagination. Even Tengen was eating you up, as if the bastard doesn’t have three wives to satisfy his needs.” The heel of Giyu’s palm began rubbing rough circles. Not really aiming for your clit, he just wanted to hear the slick noises you were already beginning to make. “Listen to that, what an attention whore. I bet you’d fucking strip naked and fuck yourself with your own fingers if they asked you too.” A harsh laugh left him as he felt your cunt contract and twitch, you were loving this. “You’re so fucked up.” The grin on his face was cold, palm digger deeper and making you yelp into his hand.

“You’re imagining it, aren’t you?” His voice had dropped an octave, his volume lowering with it. You nodded shamelessly, the idea of getting off in front of the other pillar men had you giddy. Especially since you knew it pissed Giyu off to no end. “Tell me…” he lifted his hand off your mouth. “What would you do? Describe it for me…” the hand that had been on your mouth hand lowered to your breast. “What I’d do? Y-you want me to describe how I’d fuck myself?” He nodded, squeezing the tender flesh and liking the way you stuttered. “And I’m the fucked up one…” you were breathless as he stopped palming you. Instead his hand moved to slip under the waistband of your panties, making contact with bare flesh.

“Oh~” you swallowed thickly, trying to compose yourself enough to speak. “I’d probably start with a strip tease, but only my top. I’d want them to see my bare breasts fall from my binding. See the way my nipples would harden from the cool air and my own hormones.” Two fingers slipped between slick folds, easily finding your clit and pinching. “Keep going, little slut. Be a good girl for me and continue.” Your eyes fluttered, cheeks growing hot as Giyu found a balance between rubbing and pinching your clit. “I’d play with my tits…In the way they wish they could. Squeezing them, pinching my own nipples, moaning their names…”

The idea of Tengen, Sanemi and Kyojuro watching you play with yourself had you clenching around nothing at all. “Keep going.” Giyu’s hips were restless, you could tell part of him wanted to abandon your breast and palm himself. So you did him a favor, hand tugging at his belt. “I’d tease myself until I was dripping…willing to grind on anything that would relieve the ache I felt.” You got the belt undone with the help of your other hand, to your surprise, Giyu allowed you to toss the material to the side. You didn’t hesitate shoving your hand under the waistband of his uniform pants, making contact with his throbbing cock. “You aren’t wearing…” he cut you off by pinching your clit harshly, earning a gasp.

“Continue.” You swallowed, hand struggling to pump him in the confines of his pants. “I-I need your opinion for this one…” you gasped as he moved quicker, fingers moving in perfect rhythm. “D-do you think it w-would be better to strip completely? O-or should I tease them by sp-spreading my legs and pushing my panties aside?” Giyu’s hand nearly stopped, a whine leaving your lips as you realized he was trying to visualize it. “I’d take them off, I’m sure they’d love to see your pretty, wet cunt on full display.” You nodded, eyes shutting as you realized you were nearing your end. He had barely done anything, how embarrassing.

“S-so I’d strip tease again, maybe bend all the w-way over and drag my panties down nice and s-slow.” Giyu could feel you twitch, you were close. “What would you do next?” He groaned softly as your hand tightened considerably around his length. He wished you’d just take a second and undo the button, letting them fall to his thighs and freeing his aching cock. But clearly he only had you occupied for a bit longer, so he could wait. “I-I’d sit down facing them, spread my legs wide and get comfortable.” You whined, your climax was almost in your reach. “T-then I’d start t-to tease myself.” Giyu smirked, “Go into detail or you won’t reach your orgasm.”

You gasped, “I’d start b-by dipping two fingers inside…just to get them nice and slick.” You couldn’t be bothered to care about what choice of words you picked, not when you were this close to coming in his hand. “Yeah? Tell me what you’d do next little slut.” You whined, grinding your hips down on his fingers. “I’d start playing with my clit…I’d rub like you are right now~” your head fell back against the wall, shaky gasps leaving you as your orgasm washed over you. “Oh? That’s it, cum all over my hand, make a fucking mess. Good girl.” You squealed at his sudden praise, hips jerking as his hand never slowed. “How fucking filthy, I can feel you coming.”

Giyu’s fingers finally slowed when your hips stopped jerking, instead rubbing slow languid circles over the sensitive skin. “I never said you could stop talking.” You blinked, trying to gather your thoughts and figure out where you had left off. “I-I…I’d…” you stuttered over yourself, not even sure how to continue. “You said you’d play with yourself, rub your clit for them, right? So what would you do next?” Giyu’s fingers left your clit, sliding further down until he was met with your slippery entrance. He used his thigh to spread your legs further. The hand squeezing your breast moved to start undoing the buttons of your top. “I’d…probably start playing with my…my breasts…” as each button popped open, your breathing picked up. “Hmm? What would you do to your breasts?”

Giyu’s hand pressed, not entering you but creating pressure. His leg spread you even further. This wasn’t exactly his ideal location to take out his annoyance with you, but he’d have to make do. “I-I’d squeeze them…” you were starting to get embarrassed, how ironic. “Mmm? That it? Not much of a show.” His finger pulled away, a desperate whine leaving your lips. “T-tomioka please…” your hips shamelessly attempted to chase after his retreating fingers. “A little slut like you, doesn’t deserve to get their way. If anything, I gave you too much already. You came once, which was more than I intended to give you. I mean you could barely pump my cock. You should be on your knees making it up to me.”

Giyu seemed to ponder his own words for a moment, a smile creeping up his face. “Better yet…” his hands left your body where you wanted them most, shifting to your shoulders instead. Without another word, he pushed you down, forcing you to your knees. “Get to work, and maybe I’ll think about giving you more.” It was a sight to behold, the smirk on his smug, flushed face had you forgetting about everything else. Giyu watched you for a moment as you tugged the rest of your buttons open, shouldering off your uniform top. Your hands fumbled with the button of his pants, tugging the garment down to his mid thigh and exposing his cock. You were tempted to make another comment about his lack of underwear.

You chose not to, swallowing thickly as you took in his size. If you pleased him enough, you’d get to feel it. You whined, clenching around nothing at the very thought of him being inside of you. “Go ahead.” You were slightly sad he didn’t make a comment about your lack of a binding. “Don’t think I didn’t notice.” He somehow picked up on your disappointment and managed to fix it. You needed no further encouragement, hand wrapping firmly around his base and giving it a few harsh tugs. “Fuck…” his voice was strained, you forced yourself to be a little more gentle. “That’s it, good girl. Just like that.” Giyu cooed, watching you make slow pumps from base to tip. Your other hand came up and wrapped around him as well, both hands covered more ground. And, well, you could tell Giyu liked seeing how big he looked between both of your hands.

“Use your mouth.” You whimpered at the command, opening your mouth slowly and moving your head forward. Your tongue stuck out slowly, ghosting the bottom of his head. One of Giyu’s hands pressed to the wall, supporting his weight as he shifted his hips further. The motion was an attempt to coax you to take more, he was being gentle and giving you a chance. You took his tip into your mouth, tongue lavishing the irritated skin. “There we go…” his other hand came down to grab a fist full of your hair, tugging you harshly to take even more. You forced your jaw to relax, one hand remaining wrapped around his base while you let the other fall to your lap. “There we go, choke on it” He pushed further, nearly half his length was in your mouth.

“Choke on it.” He repeated, mouth parted as he jerked forward. You gagged the moment he hit the back of your throat, eyes watering nearly instantly. It took everything in you to relax your throat, tears slipping down your cheeks as you let him use you. Without much more warning, Giyu began thrusting steadily. He was heavy on your tongue but surprisingly smooth. “I-fuck-” You looked up at him through wet lashes. It was the most you could do to acknowledge him in that moment. The sight only made him move quicker, his orgasm was building in record time. Giyu had absolutely no intentions of holding back, he’d cum when he pleased. He was even tempted to leave you hanging once he got his release, but you looked so pretty with tears streaking your cheeks.

You did your best to stay relaxed, eventually you’d stop flinching when he hit the back of your throat. You could only begin to imagine what this must look like from an outsider's perspective. You could feel your own tears and drool leaking onto your exposed breasts. You were bare from the waist up, he was bare from the waist down. Part of you wished you could see this from an outsider perspective, the picture forming in your head had your throat constricting around him. “Shit.” You didn’t intend to, but the pressure had Giyu’s eyes losing focus. The sight from your view down below was quite encouraging. You tried hollowing your cheeks, eyes focused on his face as his hips stuttered. “Stop t-that.” He gripped your hair tighter than before.

You didn’t, if your mouth wasn’t occupied you would have smirked at him. Instead you swallowed around him, surprised he was keeping his cock buried in your throat instead of pulling out. Maybe he was going to cum just like that, shoot his load straight down your throat and force you to swallow it. You didn’t care that you could barely breathe, the lack of airflow only made your desire grow. Slowly both hands came up to cup his balls, watching in curiosity as his whole body stiffened. Giyu didn’t have the strength to even give a half assed “stop.” Instead he allowed you to continue, he’d get to cum either way. You remembered hearing that men supposedly liked the feeling as long as you were gentle. As annoying as he could be, you didn’t want to hurt him.

It didn’t take much more after that, his legs nearly buckling as his release spurted out of him. You choked slightly, trying to relax your throat again as he came. Whines left his lips at a pitch he would have found embarrassing had he not felt so good. As he came down you realised how flushed his face was. “Fuck.” He mumbled under his breath, pulling his softening cock out of your mouth while shouldering off his haori. “Are you satisfied now?” You watched his eyes roll, fingers easily undoing the buttons of his uniform top. “You are acting really bold for someone covered in their own tears and drool.” The last button was undone, his uniform parted to show his toned torso. Yet he didn’t take it off completely.

“Oh, bite me.” You stood on shaky legs, you half expected the whole exchange to be over. “Where do you think you’re going?” Giyu watched as you reached to put your top back on. “Aren’t we done here?” You suppress a smile, even after all of that you couldn’t give him a break. “No the fuck we aren’t.” You watched him step out of his pants the rest of the way, blue eyes scanning the area to confirm no one was present. “So you’re going to fuck me right here?” His uniform top came off, now he was fully exposed to any wandering eyes. You still clung to some of your dignity with your skirt shielding you. Instead of talking, he stepped closer, making you step back until you were back to square one. Once again you found yourself sandwiched between him and the exterior wall of the butterfly estate.

This time it hurt, bare skin was digging into the rough wood behind you. “I’m not finished with you, we still have some things to discuss.” His bare thigh was easily parting your own again, the pulsing returned, the ache had craving to feel him. “Like what? I thought we went over the fact that I’d willing fuck my self for Shinazugawa…Rengoku…Tengen…” his thigh lifted, pressing directly to your cunt. “Shut up and let me finish.” You we’re hot against his bare skin, his cock was already twitching back to life. “Since you started boring me with how you’d fuck yourself, tell me what you think they are like.” You blinked, not quite understanding. “Tell me how big you think they are, how good you think they’d fuck you compared to me.” For some reason, he seemed to enjoy you making him mad.

“Oh? Who should I start with.” You spread your legs wider for him, one hand braced on the wall behind you while his other reached for your skirt. “Uzui, or should I say, Tengen. Since you two seem to be on a first name basis.” You smiled as he picked up on it, hand flipping your skirt up in the process. “Oh I know Tengen is quite large.” You pretended to not care as he easily pulled your panties down, fully exposing your cunt. You didn’t have that much courage to forgo panties with your skirt so short. “You know?” Two fingers slid between slick folds, bypassing your clit and going straight to your entrance. He was going to try and break your composure again. “Oh of c-course I know.” His fingers slipped in, stretching you. “I talk to his wives all the time, they even invited me to join them once.” His fingers curled inside, ghosting your g-spot.

The hand bracing against the wall slipped away. Instead he wrapped it around his half hard cock, pumping it in time with his fingers thrusting. “Oh? You declined? How come.” Your head fell back, your fingers twitching as you grabbed for his open uniform. “C-cause I didn’t want him to ruin me before I could try the others. A cock like h-his has to be addicting.” Giyu’s fingers curled harshly, a cry leaving your lips as he watched you. He was nearly fully hard again, jaw clenched tight after an answer like that. “What about Rengoku? How do you think he is?” You didn’t get to finish talking about Tengen. “I’m not done talking about Tengen yet, I’ll move onto Kyojuro when I’m ready.” First name, same reaction.

This, however, seemed to break Giyu. His fingers left you abruptly, earning a gasp in response to the empty feeling. “I’ve had just about enough of your smart mouth.” You were stunned, “weren’t you the one that asked for this?” You gasped again as one of your legs was forcefully lifted. “I don’t care anymore.” Maybe he didn’t like it as much as you assumed. Giyu’s hand was gripping firmly under your knee, pushing it back until you nearly cried out in pain. The position was certainly awkward, your knee was nearly hitting the wall. All of this so he had easy access to your cunt. “W-why don’t we try a…” you wanted to suggest a different position. Instead you were cut off by the head of his cock pressing between your folds.

“Shut up and take it.” For once, you did as you were told. His hand guided him in, the dull head of his cock spread your walls open as entered you. “Oh…” the stretch burned due to little prep, but it subsided as quickly as it began. “So, tell me, how about Rengoku?” He was still doing this? Your head felt cloudy, you were absolutely stuffed and the awkward position isn't helping. “K-Kyojuro?” O-oh…he…” Giyu gave you no time to adjust, he was pulling his hips back just to slam forward again. “He-he’s probably a bit… smaller than Tengen…but he knows what he’s doing…” you were nearly tearing his uniform top with how tightly you gripped it. Giyu clicked his tongue, eyes trailing over your face before falling to where he was disappearing inside of you. “You better have something more interesting to say ab-about Shinazugawa.” His voice caught, he was more sensitive than he thought from his previous orgasm.

“I-oh fuck…” your head fell back, breasts bouncing with each thrust. Thinking about Sanemi made you clench tightly around Giyu, he groaned out of annoyance. “Go on, tell me all your fantasies about the bastard.” Your walls were fluttering around him, you could already feel your second release building. “Oh..fuck Shinazugawa…” you chose not to use his first name for the sake of your cervix. “He—he isn’t as big as Tengen either. But he knows how to use every fucking inch…” you held your breath, Giyu may honestly break you for what you were about to say. “I-ah fuck… he is so good in bed…had me screaming for hours.” Giyu’s hips faltered, eyes snapping to meet yours. “What was that?” He buried deep, head pressing to your cervix so harshly you were trying to ease the pressure by standing on your tiptoes.

“He-he had me screaming… oh fuck he was so good. It was…just to relieve some stress…though I wouldn’t mind doing it again….” Giyu’s grip was bruising, the hand he had used to guide himself was now coming up to wrap around your throat. “You fucked, Shinazugawa?” You nodded, eyes half lidded as his grip tightened. “S-sure did.” Giyu’s hips started moving with more vigor this time, a high pitched moan escaping you. Your back was digging further into the wall, you’d certainly feel the ache afterwards. “Why’d you fuck him?” You were clenching harshly, orgasm building up but dangling just out of your reach. “We w-were stressed…and a b-bit drunk…” your hands left his uniform, instead they wrapped around hos wrist. Practically holding the hand around your neck in place. “Hmm, so that’s all it takes to get you in bed.” You let out a harsh laugh as you finally came.

Your walls clenched tightly around him, whole body jerking as Giyu’s hips didn’t slow on pace. Anger was radiating off of him, his thrusts had become so erratic that you were beginning to lose feeling in the leg still planted on the ground. “G-giyu…” your words were slurred, whole body feeling heavy as he chased his own high for a second time. “Shut up.” There was still venom dripping from his tone, the hand on your neck was still tight. Truthfully it felt like it was the only thing really keeping you up. “You are going to take every single drop of this and fucking appreciate it. I’m going to fuck you until you can’t even try and fantasize about another man.” You nodded half heartedly, you’d agree to anything so long as he didn’t stop.

A few more thrusts and he was done for, hot seed spilling between your walls. Silence fell over the both of you, faces sweaty and chests heaving. Giyu’s grip loosened slowly, his other hand gently set your leg down. Much to your surprise, he still supported you by wrapping a hand around your waist. You really couldn’t feel your legs. “Let me help.” He muttered softly, guiding the both of you to the ground as he reached for your uniform top. You pushed your skirt back down, not bothering to look for your discarded panties. “We should do this again.” You reached up to shakily button your top, missing Giyu’s presence as he stood to pull his pants up. “I’d rather do it in a more conventional place. Perhaps my bed.” He tried to be nonchalant, but a blush was creeping up his face.

“Out of everything you just did and made me say, that got you to blush?” You 're still sitting on the ground, wondering how long it would take for feeling to return to your limbs. “Shut it, smart mouth.” He was putting his haori back on, the top buttons of his uniform still hung open. “I’ll think about it if you carry me to your bed.” You batted your eyes, a cheeky grin creeping up your cheeks. “That’s a far walk.” He was bending down to scoop you up anyways. “You’ll survive, big boy.” He sighed, shaking his head as he began to walk.

“I shouldn't have called you a good girl. You are nothing but a brat.”

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subarashiihibi · 4 months

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hi... i'm feeling particularly hateful towards izaya rn and i found a few more of these bromides so i wanted to tl them so we can all make fun of him together<3

"I'm off to buy ingredients for hot pot. When it comes to hot pot, nothing beats eating it in the dark...♪" (Note: 闇鍋 is a type of hot pot that is actually eaten in the dark it's not just him being strange here (for once))

"Unhapppy birthday! Shizu-chan!! The most frightening day in all of history on Earth...

Here's to hoping this stupid event ends this year once and for all (^□^) - Izaya (born May 4th ❤)"

"Hey. How are you? (^□^)／ A Shinjuku without me is surely pretty boring, huh? There's bound to be a lot of interesting stuff happening in the future, so look forward to it ☆ - Orihara Izaya (°ε°)"

"Let's see... how can I mess with Shizu-chan today... ♪"

"Of course, you're coming as well. I'm looking forward to it (^□^)"

This is the shikishi from Shizuo's birthday set back in 2011, but Izaya writes something here for his bday too and it's made my blood boil ever since I read it so I'll put it here too.

"Happy birthday, Shizu-chan. I hope you'll continue to amuse me. Hurry up and die (^□^)"

He's so irritating...

(Sidenote he is the only person here who doesn't write their name. I suppose he doesn't really need to tho lol...)

My translations aren't perfect and I'm still not very good at JP→ENG so it might sound a little unnatural in some spots but I hope I could convey the general tone and message. Izaya likes using kaomojis and symbols a lot in his messages which is... really cute... (balling my hand into a fist and grimacing really hard) Izaya gap moe is such a powerful thing.

Regardless that's all the bromides I can find atm. If I find any more I'll reblog this post and add translations for them as well! Of course if anyone else finds some as well I'd love to tl them too . ^_^ Thank you !!!!! :333

#durarara!!#izaya orihara #i love to make fun of izaya i love to ridicule him #but it usually ends up failing cause the stuff i make fun of him for is actually really cute...#also i always thought it was really cute how curly his handwriting is...#oh my beautiful wife...#so irritating yet so alluring...#(gnawing on my shirt)#drrr!!#izaya #mine #tl

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aryxchse · 20 days

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First of all... 🎉SO SO GLAD TO HAVE MY DELIGHT BACK!~ -I literally missed you🥺-

There has been lots of things I wanted hear your take on about. So I am pulling up my 'gotta share with my Delight' folder. And the first one I remembered is about when I was watching one of my obsession cartoon. There was this swimming competition scene and gUeSs WhO dId I tHoUgHt AbOuT?🤗🤭

-uh i know it's impossible to guess😒-

PERCY JACKSON -fangirl screams as if she is getting murdered🫠-

Headcannons or Blurb doesn't matter. Reader supporting him. Telling him to slow down or catch back up to help confused son of Posiedon.

Like that scene in Incredibles. Confused Percy trying to understand whether he should slow down because he is way to good or catch back up because he slowed down to much. Reader being supportive jumping and cheering while trying to hold her laughs because of how confused he is.

And then Percy comes out winning -duh-. Looking perfect after being in his element -🧎🏻‍♀️-

And ADORABLE celebration. Hugging, twirling fluffy stuff.

P.S.: Sorry I was keep getting lost at imagining it didn't know how to put into the words. I hope I am making sense. Very excited for your take on this one!

💋

winner takes it all. / percy jackson x female! reader.

a / n : oh my gods hi, im back 🤭

warnings : cursing and let me know if there's another

you were more excited than your boyfriend.

it was percy's one of important swimming competitions, and you were obviously there to watch it. you didn't had any doubts on your boyfriend winning, and it should be boring for you to watch him win his every single game at this point, but you can't help it. it makes you feel like a normal teenager again, watching your normal -totally not the son of poseidon- boyfriend doing his best to win his match.

before the game starts, you find him to have some chit-chat. little motivations that you're sure he doesn't need but loves it anyway. but then, you hear two guys speaking. you're not the type to eavesdrop on someone unless you're on some quest, but this was different. because even the first sentence made your blood boil.

"that jackson thinks he's some type of god," one of the boys scoffed. "there wasn't anyone professional enough to beat him, that's why. watch me carefully, because im gonna beat him so bad that he'll walk with shame." and two of them started laughing like they're some type of cartoon villians.

you leaved the changing room angrily but quietly, trying to find percy. he was on the bench with sally and paul, laughing about something estelle said. you smiled, seeing him so sure about himself made you calm.

"hey," you said, approaching to them. as percy's attention focused on you, sally and paul let you talk in private, giving their attention to poseidon. yes, he was here. he comes watching every match of percy's.

percy smile got wider. "hi sweetheart, i was wondering where you were." he said. "where were you, really?"

you shrugged, hugging him. "looking for you." you explained, not fully a lie but not the truth either. "so, what are your plans for today's match?"

percy paused to think for a second. "what do you say? im winning all the time, should i lose? oohh, that would make a huge scandal!" he said excitedly, smiling. you mirrored his expression, getting serious the next moment.

"no, you have to win this one."

your serious expression and even more serious tone made percy serious too. his smile dissapeared and he made a focused face, like he's talking to his coach, not his girlfriend. and you like that he take this seriously.

"why?" he asked, even though he was already ready to do what you say.

"because your rivals are shitty persons who thinks you're not good enough, just your previous opponents were bad." you explained. "i.. kinda heard them while i was looking for you in the change room."

percy gave you his famous smirk. "yeah? i'm becoming a bad influence for you, really. usually im the one who does the mischief."

you hit his arm playfully, but laughing. "hey! my intentions weren't bad, i was really looking for you. and im glad i heard them!"

percy laughed along with you. "so, what's the plan ma'am? should i go with the easy win, or?"

"the hard win." you smirked, pulling him close to you so that you could tell the plan.

🏊🏻‍♂️

as the game start, you cheered for percy, even though he wasn't going to hear you.

the plan was simple, he was going to give that fucker what he wanted until the last moment, that's why poseidon cursed when he saw percy got behind him.

"like he can't win!" he yelled, holding his head. sally put a hand on his shoulder to calm him, and it worked instantly.

the guy was about to win when percy suddenly speed up, passing him with no effort. the guy was so confused that he had to stop in the middle of the swimming, already losing his balance.

you screamed happily when percy got out of the water, and they announced that he was the winner. poseidon sighed, smiling and cheering for his son as well.

you went down to hug him, not caring if he or the floor was wet. sally and the others were behind you, following right after.

"percy!" you called, jumping his arms. you could already see the other boy walking to the eliminated place with full of shame, and you smirked with pleasure.

"did i do good?" he asked you, spinning you around with the medal on his neck. he took off the bonnet, shaking his head and making his hair fall to his face. it was a sight to watch, really.

"you did amazing!" you kissed his forehead, still in his arms. poseidon immediatly hugged him, or technically hugged you both, and cheered for his son. "that's my boy!"

percy had to put you down eventually to hug his family, but never once he took his eyes off of you.

#i really have no idea how the swimming competitions go #but i watched a reels about it once and it ends really quickly #like percy could finish it in a second if the wanted #but I HOPE I DID GOOD #percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson and the heroes of olympus #percy jackson series #pjo hoo toa #percy jackson imagine #percy jackson headcanon #pjo show #perseus jackson x you #percy x you

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meruz · 5 months

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hi im putting all my asks in one post again. these are from like the past month and a half approx? some digimon thoughts some tmnt thoughts some art musings u know the usual

@waywardistics YAYY thank you so much for ordering! I'm glad it got to you & that you are enjoying it!

this is kind of a missive to everyone who ordered but: I am very nervous about pre-orders whenever I do them... nervous that not very many people will order, nervous that there will be supply chain or production dilemmas and I won't be able to get copies out to people in a timely fashion, nervous about having people's money but having an indeterminate amt of time where i have not yet "held up my part of the bargain" etc etc SO. THANK U GUYS...FOR ORDERING and being patient and im so glad it got to y'all

@seanonthemoon (idk why i cant tag u BUT) interesting... i gotta be honest I don't think abt the crests that much. i agree that they're very much like heres the "girl" crest heres the "nerd boy" crest etc to the point that it becomes almost meaningless. but i think what makes them even more meaningless to me, and is probably the reason they kind of designated girl/boy crests etc is that i think like the digivices they're toys and merchandise more than they are actual narrative tools LOL. I wouldve loved something with cody and mimi! theyre both so deeply empathetic and sensitive.. theres a lot they share but i think because they look so different on the surface it would make it difficult to market that merch...booo capitalism boooo toy marketing its all sexist bullshit at least here in the u.s. idk if japan is that different though.

I'm actually a little frustrated with how often 02 and 02 related media squanders cody in general lol. he feels like a parallel of izzy, joe, and TK(season 1 tk) while also being kind of none of those and suffering through lackluster characterization as a result... and then once ken joins the team it feels a little redundant. there's a couple cody-centric eps of 02 I remember really liking but then i think abt how he's been used since in like post-series content and 02:the beginning where they made him type on the computer even though obviously that's yoleis thing but because he had nothing else to do and aghh... my blood boils. i feel like the youngest but most serious anime achetype even at its bare bones is actually rly interesting idk why they don't play it up. UM. Once again my opinion is that he should be taller LOL and maybe they should play up his kendo martial arts honorable training stuff more idk. tallest + youngest + most serious just seems like a recipe for success for me. well. theres still time. and theres always fanfic.

THIS IS SO NICE TO SAY and not the first time someone has said it but i appreciate it everytime because i really admire the mm art style so much. It's like part of why I got really into the movie because I really recognized my own artistic sensibilities and aspirations in the way they stylized everything.

UM And i feel like since watching the movie and looking at all the concept art and making my own art i do feel like its only become more obvious how much my own art is lacking LOL LIKE when you see something that feels so similar I think the differences only become more stark. those artists are definitely on a different level than me. But it's nice to hear people say it doesn't look so different from their pov. thank u ^^

thank u!!!!!!! i love mundanity and naturalism... there's something so beautiful abt it to me lol... I feel like my anatomy needs work actually but ive been feeling better abt it this year so it's good to hear! thank you!

DLKGDSGDLALSNDF WAS IT TOO FAR..?? firstly, yeah I was thinking late teen/young adult ages for both of them ie 18-19ish, definitely not the age the kids are in the movie lol.

but also they arent DOING anything in that pic it is literally just a confrontation + some innuendo... I think teens should be allowed some less than subtle innuendo.. its like one of the top 3 classically teen pastimes...

this is such a funny ask to get because i feel like i haven't been able to do thin lineart until like. this past year or two maybe LOL. UM having a line-centric art job helped I think. I started on craig of the creek back in 2022 and thats a show where we spend a lot of time inking so I had a job where I was constantly moderating my line weight 40 hours a week every week for over a year. disappointingly, much of improvement is simply horrendous amounts of practice.

Here's a tip though: I think a lot of thin lineart boils down to confidence. I think instinctively we read thick, bold, fast lines as confident but theres actually a lot of obscuring you can do with a thick line. if you're not sure whether the nose on the face or a browline should be a little more left or a little more down you can hide that with a thick line and pretend its a shadow. or hide it with a bunch of quick lines and the eye can kind of approximate where looks best among the mass.. whereas a thin line is rly singular and stark and hides nothing, it needs to be precise. so anytime i know i want thin lineart i spend a LOT of time sketching, making sure i know exactly where i want my lines to go. so im not second guessing by the time im inking...

ok thats kind of a broad tip lol... here's one thats more applicable: IF POSSIBLE, lower your pressure sensitivity on your device. most devices have some way to edit your pressure sensitivity curve. I use a surface pro at home and this is what my pressure curve looks like most of the time.

When I work on a wacom it looks even more like a reverse L shape LOL. I'm naturally a really heavy-handed artist and I use a "light" or "hard" pressure curve to compensate for how hard I'm always pressing on the pen lol. if you're like me and you struggle with going too hard with the ink too fast... this will probably help a lot!

SFHASLDFH I LOVE THIS ASK this is like the type of question a person gets asked when chalk drawing on the sidewalk at recess LOL. but i understand because I've been struggling also for like. months. I think I'm finally starting to nail it down though so here's some of my observations.

[feel free to save this img but **please do not re-post it or share broadly**. my biggest fear in the world is to spend 30 min on some notes and become a widely proliferated art tutorial im not even kidding. i made it low contrast and difficult to read on purpose.]

my other tip is to just look at and study a lot of reference because that's all ive been doing. the tmnt are really cartoony so its difficult to use like actual anatomical reference unless ur going for that look BUT theres been so many adaptions in so many different styles that there's a real treasure trove of stuff to look at for how to simplify, stylize, and dissect these characters while keeping the recognizable essence. so theres lots to pull from.

If you want to expand further, it's also good to have 5) something sci-fi 6)something fantasy 7)something mundane/slice of life. a bedroom is a really good go-to. And of course some bgs can be two or more of these things at once.

I've definitely answered asks abt bg tips before but here's one specifically for if you want to do bg design for a job:

Your portfolio should probably have at least one of each of the following 1) an interior 2) an exterior 3) a cityscape 4) a nature scene. Just to cover kind of the basics of what you'd be asked to draw on any given project.

I actually feel like I don't have that many cityscrapes in my portfolio... this is something I'm gonna try to work on in the coming year LOL. OH ALSO. This is a very basic tip and people will tell you it all the time but its worth repeating: look up portfolio websites of artists who have the job you want. An easy way to do this is to go onto imdb for any cartoon or movie you like and to find the names listed as "bg/background designer" or whatever then just google that name +"art" or "animation" most artists have some public facing internet presence so it's not hard. spend time studying their work and hold those images in your head! it's a good way to get a good idea of what "industry standard" looks like and comparing ur own art to it... I know people sometimes get bummed comparing their art to others but if you can keep your head up lol.. it'll help you figure out what you need to work on!

ok thats all i have to say sorry for typing so much. happy new year everybody who read this far LMAO!!!!!

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I loved your angst Jackson scenarios, can you do one with BM from Kard where his partner wants to break up with him but he's trying to prevent it but fails? Could be because he cheated or wasn't giving enough attention to them

Pleeeeaase and thank you

hey anon, thank you so much for reading and enjoying my stories - that means the world to me :)

you are the first request I ever had (yeyyyy) so I hope you like the story I came up with.

all the love xo

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BAGGAGE

“Where does this train even go?”, he mumbled under his breath.

Head tilted; he was watching the worldly scenery vanish quickly in front of him. He found comfort in the rapid change outside as his thoughts were racing equally hasty. He hadn’t heard from you in weeks but still he couldn’t stop thinking about you.

He composed the memories of you the same way he composed his songs.

First, he imagined your breathtaking visuals: your bright eyes, your cute nose and sensuous lips. Then, he added the sounds of your cute laughter and silent gasps. And lastly, he imagined you saying the most beautiful words: I love you, Matthew. I can’t picture my life without you, you’re all I need. Thinking of you like that always filled his heart with the utmost love. The warm fuzzy feeling spread through his whole body, leaving him happy and fulfilled. That tender feeling didn’t last long though, as the most recent memories clouded his mind too soon. What started out as the loveliest tune turned into the most caustic remix. Now he saw your tearful eyes and worried frowns, heard your desperate screams and spiteful words and listened to you breaking up with him. Those warm and fuzzy feelings turned icy, numbing his whole body.

He took a deep breath. “Fuck, I miss her so much. What should I do?”, he muttered silently. Once again, he grabbed his phone and opened your chat. Your picture was still there. He felt the relief as he realized you had not deleted his number – maybe you missed him, too? Maybe you were looking at your phone and hoping for him to text you, too? Hyped up by his delusional fantasies he decided to text you.

Y/N… I miss you.

Eyes glued to his phone, not daring to even blink. His throat was dry, hands jittery and stomach tied into a knot. “She will answer, won’t she?” He gasped as he saw you typing. By now his heart was beating as fast as the train was going.

I miss you, too.

His eyes lit up as he processed those words.

You do?

Of course, I do. I think about you all the damn time.

Are you serious?

Yes. You wouldn’t believe how often I picked up my phone just to text you.

Yet you didn’t…

Yeah, I decided it was better not to.

Why?

I don’t know, I just felt like it wasn’t right.

It didn’t feel right? Texting me didn’t feel right?

He felt his blood boiling up again.

Yeah, to be honest I didn’t feel like you treated me well, so I backed off.

Oh, that’s funny of you to say. I felt the exact same way.

You did?

Yeah.. I really struggled those past few weeks.

I’m sorry. I didn’t want to hurt you, Matthew.

Why did you though?

Do you want me to be honest?

He had to think about that for a while. Did he want your honesty? BM often thought about the possible downfalls of your relationship. Did he spend too much time on his music? Did he spend too much time in the gym? Did he not make you feel loved? Did he not please you sexually? Was there someone else? He ruminated on all those questions countless times and never found an answer. So maybe it was time to finally reveal the truth.

Yes please.

When I first met you, I was head over heels in love with you. I know this sounds cliché but it’s true. I never met someone like you before. You showed me parts of you that I adored so much, and you also showed me new sides of myself that I got to love as well. I loved spending time with you. We always had a great time, didn’t we? Kissing you, hugging you, laughing with you, fucking you, talking about serious stuff with you – that all felt so comfortable. I knew that I didn’t want to be in a relationship when I met you but given the nature of all this, I changed my mind about it.

BM scoffed as he read the last sentence; the hurt of you dumping him still deeply ingrained in his heart.

You changed your mind about it? And yet you threw me away like I was garbage?

I can see why you would feel that way. But don’t you think you dumped me first?

NO?!

BM never had a heart attack, but this had to be it. What was that supposed to mean? “How the hell did I dump you first? I’ve been crying for weeks because you left me and now you have the guts to tell me I did that to myself?”, he was furious.

What the fuck do you mean?

Matthew.. Don‘t you think that you broke us up yourself?

Are you serious right now? No. No, I don‘t think that. At all. You abandoned me!!

You abandoned me long before I did. Has that ever occurred to you?

Well, enlighten me please, how did I do that, huh?

Weren’t you the one that decided that this relationship, this thing between us, could not work? Weren’t you the one that decided that it was doomed from the start? Weren’t you the one that declared that I was going to break your heart?

For a moment he forgot how to breathe. He stared at the screen, unable to answer, unable to process what was happening.

Weren’t you the one that got so much into your head and focused on your fears? Weren’t you the one that was dead set on me hurting you? Weren’t you the one distancing yourself because you were afraid?

Tears were forming in the corner of his eyes.

Weren’t you the one that was convinced that I wasn’t serious about you? Weren’t you the one thinking that I must be fucking dudes on the side and only be toying with you? Weren’t you so sure about me being an easy girl that simply fucks around? Did you honestly think I would not notice this?

By now it was hard to read the messages, tears completely clouding his vision. “I never said that to her, what the fuck. It’s… it’s like she saw right through me. She saw what I was thinking about her, about us. How is that possible? How did she grasp my fears like that?”

Y/N

I-

Matthew, I wanted to love you. I wanted to stay by your side and build this beautiful connection I thought we shared. But you painted me as the bad guy. You made me into this menace that only used you for sex. You saw me as someone taking advantage of you and that irked me. I got so disgusted by you, that’s why I left. It felt unfair – you took my beautiful love and turned it into something so ugly. What does that say about you?

BM wiped away his tears, pulling his black beanie further down. Shame was flooding his whole body now. He asked for honesty, and he got it, all of this was true. What kind of person was he? Why the fuck did he always assume the worst? Why was he always sabotaging love? Deep down he knew why but he never had the courage to share his dark fears with others. Would it have been different if he had shared it with you? He started typing his reply to you, being totally honest and transparent for a change.

Y/N, you are right. About everything. I am so sorry. I am so sorry that I hurt you like that. I don’t know why I can’t stop doing that. I guess I’m just fucked up. I made horrible experiences in the past and got hurt, badly. I know I shouldn’t compare you to the girls I dated back then, honestly, I couldn’t even if I wanted to as they wouldn’t stand a chance. But the hurt they ingrained in me still lingers and that’s why I did that. I was afraid that you would break my heart. I was afraid that you would turn out like they did. I was afraid that this was too good to be true. And by fearing all that I created a monster. Out of myself and out of you. I am so sorry. You didn’t deserve that. Deep down I know how wonderful you are – that’s the reason I fell in love with you. My fear made me see things that were not there and by doing that I pushed you away. I get that now. I guess you're right – I did abandon you first, even if it was only in my mind. But somehow you caught on to that and now you’re-

BM’s breath got stuck in his lungs as he noticed your picture disappearing. He didn’t have the chance to finish his side of the story as you finished it for him. “Gone”, was the last word he muttered before he deleted his whole paragraph and put away his phone. He stared out of the window again, lost in thought, wondering if he could ever change.

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