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heya hiya bbg!! since you are writing for bucky i might as well do 10 y/o me some justice <3
i weirdly remember this dream i had (most of my requests are my delusional ahh dreams oml😞) where reader basically calms him after a nightmare like asking him what happened, if he wants to talk abt it, humming/singing to him, trying to cheer him up, etc etc
v cute v fluffy <3
hopefully u can get to this soon! have a great week/end!
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angel my bbg hi!! love it love it love it!! thank you for requesting, hope you like it 💌
UNRESTED.
bucky barnes x fem!reader
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word count. 647
warnings. reverse comfort bc I can’t stop myself from writing it, nightmares but no description. it’s just fluff and comfort
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It was no secret that Bucky didn't sleep well, often tormented by memories, leaving him with minimal hours of uninterrupted rest. Most nights were the same, him restlessly tossing in bed, murmuring and jolting as though he's stuck in the past - reliving it all over again.
Tonight was no different. You were nudged awake by your boyfriend sleeping to the right of you, his twitching movements hustling the mattress and snatching the covers. You check the time on your phone and sit up slowly, adjusting beside Bucky. 
You extend a hand, hesitantly reaching for him. You place your palm over his shoulder, the sheen of his cold sweat permeating your skin. "James," you whisper, trying not to startle him. "James," you try again. 
He abruptly sits, lids flinging open, a deep, heavy inhale filling his lungs. "God," he murmurs, brushing a hand down his face. His breathing is ragged and strained, shoulders tensing under your touch.
You brush your hand down his back, stroking over him smoothly. "You're awake. It's okay," you coo, drawing circles over his scarred skin - trying to refocus his mind.
He sighs, dropping his head in his hands, his breathing beginning to even out. "Was the same one again," he mumbles, his voice soft and saddened against his palms.
Your touch remains warm, trailing over him lovingly. "It sounded like it," you whisper, your tone gentle. "I'm sorry, love."
You slip your free hand into his metal one, carefully pulling it away from his face - your thumb brushing over the vibranium. You bring him to your lips and press a kiss on the back of it. You continue to hold him like that, one hand grazing up and down the curve of his back, your other holding the metal on your lap - trying to bring him back as such. 
Bucky turns to look at you, his face knowing. The sight of your sweet features gently lit up in the moonlight, slowly putting his mind at ease.
You meet his downcast gaze, your eyes pooling with empathy. You give him a weak smile before resting the side of your head on his left shoulder, cheek skimming the scars. 
"Do you want to talk about it?" you ask.
He copies your movement, resting his head over yours - the side of his face propped on your crown. "Not yet," he mutters in response, exhaling a steady breath. 
"That's okay," you whisper back, turning to place a kiss on his upper metal arm. "We don't have to right now."
There's a moment of comfortable silence - the only sounds of breathing and the heavy pitter-patter of rain against the window. You continue to hold Bucky, waiting for him to pull away. But he never does.
"Sorry for waking you again,"
"James," you comfort, sweetly cooing at him. "You never have to be sorry for that... I was already awake anyway," you lie - trying to make him feel better. 
You keep a grip on him as you lean back against the mattress, pulling him with you, which he adjusts immediately, cuddling into your side - his arm draping over your middle. You slip your arm under his head and wrap around it, almost like you were cocooning him. Protecting him. Just you cradling his head safely in your arms.
"Thank you," Bucky mutters, his words muffling against your skin as he presses a kiss to your shoulder.
Your fingers graze up into the short hairs at the back of his head - nails soothingly scratching his scalp. "Of course," you murmur back, whispering into his forehead.
Both of you stay like that, listening to the night storm, cuddled and huddled under the covers - his hand slowly making its way up to your heart. He rests his palm over the organ, using the faint thumping to ease him back to sleep.
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bedoballoons · 7 months
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this idea has been in my head for so long LMAO but could i request top! lyney x bottom! reader where the reader was initially helping lyney with his makeup but lyney got wayy to riled up by reader being on his lap so they ended up fucking against his vanity
hope you have a good day (and get lots of sleep) 🩷🩷
Oooooo I'm glad it's finally out of your head because it definitely deserves to be written!! Also thank you!! I hope you have a good day as well and that you enjoy~
─⊰⁠⊹ฺ🎃𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤⊰⁠⊹ฺ🎃
{༻~To much to handle~༺}
CW: NSFW! MDNI! Top Lyney! and bottom gn reader! Lyney calls the reader mon amour!
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𑁍༄Lyney:
"Lyney stop moving, I'm almost done, just gotta do a bit more red." You shifted slightly on his lap, angling yourself better so you could touch up the tear shape on his cheek, completely unaware he was struggling desperately to keep thoughts of you in other positions at bay....the idea of you riding him right now, behind the stage where anyone could see...and the image of his cock so deep in you all you could do was scream for him with that goregous voice of yours while his pace got faster and faster, "Oh-oh my.., could you perhaps move a little faster mon amour?"
"I'm almost done, calm downnn...um...uh...heh, Lyney?" A blush crawled onto your cheeks, your body heating up at the feeling of his growing bulge brushing the inner skin between your plush thighs, only a few thin layers of clothing away from your warmth that called to him. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean...I just...just...kiss me~" You gasped as he pulled the front of your shirt roughly, drawing your face close to his so his lips could meet yours in a lustful kiss, his tongue forced into your hot mouth, exploring every inch of it hungrily while you moaned against him, his free hand wandering down your body like he'd never touched you before now.
He groaned into your mouth, his hips bucking upwards in a attempt to get friction, but he was to desperate, he needed more. He maneuvered you skillfully, standing up with you in his arms and somehow never breaking the kiss as he carried you to his vanity. His lips left yours for a moment, leaving you gasping for air while he bent you over the daintily decorated furniture and grinding his clothed cock against your ass, ripping a moan from you.
"Mon amour, I just c-cant help it. You do things to me, even when you're just sitting there my mind always wanders~" He whispered his words against the sensitive skin of your neck, his bright purple eyes watching in delight as it sent shivers rolling down your spine, your body pushing back against him needily, you were now just as desperate as he was and he simply couldn't wait to get started.
His hands went to work on your clothes, tossing everything aside that could impede him, before making his way to his own, his dick throbbing almost painfully beside your entrance the second it was released from its cloth confinements. "M-may I?" He licked his lips excitedly, waiting for your response like it could decide his very destiny.
"P-please Lyney~"
He groaned happily, rubbing his tip against your hole just to hear the whiney moan you'd let out and then slowly sliding his whole length inside, your legs instantly turning to jelly beneath you, "S-so tight, oh mon amour you're so tight around me~" You clenched around him tighter, earning a struggled gasp that played in your mind like your favourite song, "M-move nghh~"
"As you wish~" He pulled out almost all the way, his cock already wet with your love and his, the sight only added to the fire inside of him, his body suddenly thrusting into you, his pace growing faster and faster until nothing but sinful noises filled the room, your head thrown back while you sung out his name for all to hear. "Lyne-y!! Ahh-ngh!!! M-more!~"
He followed your command, his dick hitting your insides even harsher and faster, you had no thoughts, eyes rolling into the back of your head as he fucked you senselessly into his vanity, you were seeing nothing but stars~
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◥(•̀₩•́)◤☪︎ ִ ࣪𖤐 ☾𖤓~Have a nice day~*⁠.⁠✧
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lunargrapejuice · 30 days
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sephiroth + "it's getting crowded. here, hold my hand." and/or "i will never let you go."
p.s i adore how you write sephiroth sm i will always eat it up ravenously thank you <333
ahhh thank you so much lovely!<3 i wrote one but i'm still gonna write the other because i can't help myself with this man hehe🤭🩷 i hope you enjoy this one🥺 it got kinda long im sorry ahh again i could not help myself😵‍💫
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"it's getting crowded. here, hold my hand." | sephiroth x reader with no pronouns used
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tonight the moon seems nothing more than a dim light in the distance against the bright city street that is busy with midgar citizens despite the late hour. booths and open storefronts line the street for as far as you can see, public security having blocked off the area so no vehicles could get through and people could wander the bustling night market freely. the scent of sweet and fried foods fills the air, accompanied by the chatter and giggles of everyone around you but it all feels dull against the butterflies in your chest that hadn’t stopped for a single moment since the start of your walk home.
but how could they when sephiroth had waited at the office in order to see you home safely and had kept close since you left the shinra building? you could feel the heat of his body, his long strides slowed in order to keep next to you but it’s a comfortable pace as he walks on the side of the walkway closest to the street and crowds of people.
with how broad his shoulders are, anytime you look up at him, he takes up your whole world, making your cheeks burn at the reminder of just how beautiful he is and how close he actually is to you. one sway of your hand to the right and your fingers would be brushing against his. you could reach out and move his long hair away from his face to give you a better view of those cat-like eyes that have always captivated you. but you don’t and instead let yourself fall into a comfortable silence when your mind runs away with thoughts of how it would feel to card you fingers through his hair, touch the tender skin of his cheek-
before you can get too far away from the reins you normally keep on your feelings for him, your attention to your surroundings come back just in time to see someone running in your direction a little too late for you to move out of the way, their eyes not in front of them and instead of the person jogging beside them. your body tenses, your eyes closing and you draw in a quick breath as if to prepare for the impact and the crash to the ground.
while you do feel the world around you move, there’s no force to the ground and instead of a harsh clashing of bodies, it’s as though you’re being gently tucked into one. the smell of leather and flora fills your senses and you know without a doubt you’re against sephiroth even before your eyes open to confirm it’s true. he had moved so quickly you are only now registering the arm around your middle that keeps you pressed against his body and when your eyes flutter open to be met with his worried ones, light brows knitted together in concern, you’re glad for it as your knees wobble.
he feels the shift in your body weight and easily adjusts his hold on you so you don’t lose your footing but hopes that you don’t hear or feel the way his heart is rapidly beating in his chest with how it feels to have you pressed into him. it certainly gets no better when you look up at him with eyes that sparkle in the street lights. but to his surprise, despite the overwhelming bursts of electricity firing off like fireworks in his chest, he’s able to speak.
“are you alright?”
slow to pull away, regretful that you have to, you feel his hold leave your side only when he knows you’re steady on your feet. your nod your head and the smile you wear is hiding your embarrassment. “ah - sorry about that.”
“it’s fine,” he chuckles, low and sweet, and the melody of it stops your worries in their tracks. all you can focus on is his handsome face in a soft, almost boyish, expression you quite like on him. “distracted by something?”
your cheeks burn and you’re unable to meet his eyes. yes but you’re not able to admit about what. “i guess so,” you try not to think about what was keeping your eyes and your mind occupied, what it felt like to be in his arms, pressed against his chest, just moments ago even though the feeling of him still tingles your skin everywhere your bodies connected. “theres.. just a lot going on out here. i think i’m a little used to the quieter walk home.”
it wasn’t entirely a lie. normally this street was empty on your way home and anytime sephiorth walked you it was just the two of you. you think you both prefer it that way considering how many eyes have looked sephiroths way tonight. you’re thankful they at least have been too busy to stop the famous war hero. or perhaps too scared to with how intimidating his presence felt to most. 
a feeling that wasn’t in your personal repertoire of emotions for him.
oh no, there was nothing close to intimidation or fear when he closes the distance between you, one step that puts you impossibly close as a couple walks behind him and takes a double look back. you hear them whisper his name amongst themselves but his focus is only on you. you’re unable to discern the emotions swirling like mako in his eyes but a part of you wonders if they are mirroring your own.
sephiroth knows this is just a crowd of citizens, not a battlefield or enemy territory, but there’s a deep need within him to protect you, keep you as close as possible so you don’t have to worry about anyone nearly crashing into you again or touching you if you don’t want them to. 
he’s been keenly aware of everyone around you, not normally liking being in such large crowds to begin with and wanting to ensure your safety always, but a part of him is also thankful for them tonight. at least in the sense that he might not have given in to his want to hold you had he not needed to in order to keep you safe. such intimate and tender moments are not something he is used to in the slightest but he craved it with you and the desire had only grown each time you touched. 
now was no exception - goddess it had only made it amplify to the tenth degree. he hadn’t wanted you to step away from his chest that caught your breath on his exposed skin or to be away from the softness of you in his hold. and you’re still here, right in front of him, right within his grasp, so close he could easily lean down and capture your lips.
it takes all of his strength to fight against the heart in his chest that aches for you but even in his seemingly infinite might, it still somehow gets the better of him. if only a bit.
“it's getting crowded. here, hold my hand.”
in your speechless state, all you can do is nod at his words as your cheeks burn and you take his offered hand. the leather of his gloves feels clean and his hand easily encases your own with its size but you also can’t deny how utterly perfect it feels and give it an experimental squeeze at the first step you take back down the street, hoping this walk home will last much longer tonight.
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wrrrenff · 5 months
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How the Stardew Valley Bachelors React When the Farmer Injures Themselves
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TW:// slight injury
Ahh... The crops have all been watered and the animals all have been fed. I deserve a snack!
The farmer starts their trek back to their farmhouse, thinking about what they might throw together in the kitchen. Suddenly you adorable pet bolts in front of you trying to chase a bird, and trips you! You land hard on the ground. You groan, your body feeling sore but overall fine, and get up. You dust yourself off only to notice that you landed on some sticks and they scraped up your arm pretty bad. It honestly didn't really hurt. It did look pretty ugly though. Hopefully no one will notice it once it's all cleaned up...
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Harvey:
'Hey Far-'
Notices IMMEDIATELY
I mean c'mon of course he does. HES A DOCTOR
Doctor mode activated
Asks if he can take a closer look and fully inspects your arm
Asks what you used to clean it and scolds you when you say you just rinsed it off
Drags you back to his office and properly washes and bandages you
He's been so worried about what caused this the whole time but doesn't ask. He want you to share the cause only if you're comfortable
Let's out the biggest sigh of relief when he finds out it wasn't anything serious that caused this
Is on your ass making sure you are properly cleaning the wound and changing your bandage
Will softly kiss your bandages and forehead
'Thank yoba you have such an attentive doctor to take care of you'
Alex:
Despite how tough and nonchalant Alex may seem, I think he would be pretty worried and maybe even a little squeamish toward your injury
He does get injured sometimes playing gridball but the man is clueless when it come to caring for those injuries
He would usually just go to his grandma for help... which is exactly what he did with you
'Grandma can you help the farmer? They're hurt pretty bad. I-I just want to make them feel better'
After Evelyn patches you up, he grabs a blanket and something from his room then suggests you two go take a walk on the beach
Once at the beach he lays out the blanket and you both sit
That's when he pulls out his mothers music box and opens it, letting the soothing music play
'Mom would hum this while taking care of me and it always help me feel better. Maybe it'll be the same for you'
He will hold you and kiss you to help you forget about your pain
Shane:
I feel like he wouldn't notice immediately. Maybe 2 or 3 days after it happened and it's already pretty scabbed over
'Woah farmer, did one of you chickens get you?'
Tries to keep it together but is freaking out inside
Buys you a drink to 'help with the pain'
Gets a drink for himself to calm the fear of other things that could hurt you
Starts taking more 'walks around the valley' just to stop by the farm and make sure you stay safe
Sam:
'How'd you get that mean scrape farmer?''
He wasn't even fazed
He almost immediately assumed you just hurt yourself farming
He knew it couldn't be serious since you were still acting like your usual self
Sam has had some nasty injuries from skating around so he was a PRO when it came to cleaning and bandaging
Kept on you to change you bandages
Once he got a bad infection from not cleaning his scrape enough and he DOES NOT want you to have to deal with that
Will force you to hang with him and watch movies/eat snacks to keep you from overexerting yourself
Elliot:
If he sees your injury fresh I fully believe this man would faint
'Oh darling what happened? Did someone hurt you? Was it an animal? O-oh it was some... sticks? Those dastardly sticks!!"
Man will treat you like you broke you arm
I'm talking, making your food for you, drawing you baths, tucking you into bed, even doing your farming for you
You insist your fine but he wont hear it
Will cover your arm in kisses to make you feel better
Stays on top of cleaning your wound
He will definitely take inspiration from this moment for his novel
Sebastian:
Noticed it as soon as you walked into his room
He didn't want to say anything about it but you noticed his eyes were basically glued to your arm
His mind immediately went to the mines since he's seen you go in and out many times while he goes out to smoke
Is so relieved that is was just from some stupid sticks
He will absentmindedly rub the injury lightly when he's sitting near you
Lets you lay in his bed while he works to make you feel better, definitely not because he wants to keep an eye on you and make sure you don't hurt yourself more
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svuguru · 2 months
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I'm begging you pls I'm on my knees 🛐🛐🛐 pls do a step bro noritoshi x step sis 😭😭🛐 pls grant this pleasure to a peasant like me 😔🙏🛐😮‍💨
"Ahh, 'toshi, it hurts!" You whine, looking up at Noritoshi with pleading eyes. All you get in response is a gentle pat on the cheek a kiss to your nose.
"s what happens when you've never done this before..." Noritoshi explains in a soft voice as he keeps his hips steady. "Don't worry, it'll feel better in a bit, just wait," and you nod, watching as his hand travels down to your naked tummy, rubbing it gently with his caring hand.
He's not even moving and the stretch is already too much—you can feel his veins against your warm walls and you're already dripping on his cock.
"Okay, 'm gonna move now, alright?" Noritoshi smiles in a reassuring manner, so you can't help but release a faint whimper and nod yet again. "But you gotta be quiet, mom and dad can walk through that door any second..." And that should really make you nervous, but it doesn't—instead, you're tight hole clenches around his fat dick at the thought of it.
"Mhm," you hum, "move, please!" Your eagerness pulls a chuckle out from Noritoshi's throat. You're so innocent, so pure and naive, and in some sick sense, it makes him want to ruin you.
Unfortunately, he can't—he can't bring himself to be so rough on his precious little stepsister, especially since this is her first time! That's the thing, too, you're his beautiful stepsister so who better to take your virginity than your generous stepbrother? It's not like anyone could ever love you more than him.
Carefully, Noritoshi pushed his hips forward, drawing a loud gasp from you. Your nails dig into his broad back on instinct. You can feel his veins slide inside you, his girth already overwhelming you.
"Please, y'too big!" You cry as your eyes go watery, cheeks flushing and a pout pulls at your lips.
"Shh, shh, I told you it'll hurt a bit at first.. but you gotta ease into it, 'kay?" Noritoshi keeps his tone quiet and his voice soft as a way to calm you.
"Uh-huh, mkay," one hand flies up to your mouth to muffle the embarrassing noises that leave your plump lips. "Don't... Don't be mean, please!" Your voice is just too cute to deny, too sweet, it almost makes Noritoshi's heart melt.
"Oh, of course, of course," he murmurs, "don't worry. Jus' lemme do the work and you relax, okay?" And he seals that with a kiss to your lips.
sorry I didn't write the actual fucking lol .. I've never written for him before but I'd love to write for him more.
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moonstruckme · 6 months
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Hi!! I sent in a request two days ago about poly!marauders x reader or James potter x reader where reader has a super important test to take that she’s anxious about. Well I took said test yesterday and I passed!!!!! So I was wondering if maybe I could alter my request to it being after the test and they’re waiting outside to hear her results and she passed so they celebrate and all the fluff? Thank you so much xx
Ahh congratulations lovely!! I'm so happy for you, apologies for the wait but I hope this suits you <3
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As if your day can’t get any better, you exit the testing room to find James waiting just outside. 
There’s no hope of an I-didn’t-pass fakeout, your grin too huge to contain, and it spreads to James within an instant of his setting eyes on you. 
“How’d it go?” He asks, standing from where he’d been sitting against the wall. 
He clearly already knows, but you say it anyway. The words taste sweet and fizzy in your mouth. “I passed!” 
An ecstatic sound tears from James’ throat, and he runs for you like he plans to tackle you. You have to quell a shriek as his arms wrap tight around your middle, lifting you completely off the ground. 
“I knew you would,” James says, too loudly for a testing facility, and you have to shush him. You get some side-eye from others exiting the room, but you can’t muster your usual level of embarrassment. You passed. “I knew you would,” James repeats in a whisper. He sets you down, cupping your face in both hands and bringing his in close, the tips of your noses touching. “Fucking genius, you are.” 
You laugh, mirroring him and squishing his cheeks in your hands fondly. James’ smile gets all mushed up. “Not a genius,” you correct him. “All I did was pass, Jamie.” 
He scoffs, drawing back. “This is not the time for false humility, angel. You’re a genius and one with a killer work ethic.” He tucks you under his arm, pressing a series of kisses, rapid-fire, to the top of your head as you begin to walk towards the building’s exit. “What do you want to eat during your first night of not studying? We can go anywhere you want, or I could make you something if you feel like it.” 
You contemplate this for a minute, and when you look up at James, you find him already watching you, eyes brimming with fondness as he watches your expression. “Could you make pancakes for dinner?” you ask him. 
His smile spreads. A pleasant warmth starts up in the part of your chest where you imagine your soul must be. “Course, my love. Whatever you want.” 
“With chocolate chips?” 
“Obviously with chocolate chips. Do you think I’m new here or something?”
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splitster · 4 months
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you'll have to befriend her first sorry
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chocolate was the first sweet that Pom had so it's her favorite!! she won't go nuts or anything but she is very easily manipulated if you promise her a bar of chocolate
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wraithification ideally does preserve peoples memories! part of the process is forming the core that holds said memories, so as long as the process goes somewhat smoothly then the person should wake up very disorientated but with their memories and personality in tact.
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naw she's thankfully immune to most elemental hazards. one of the perks of being a wraith!
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YEAHH i've been trying to keep up with the comics! this comic is a bit old at this point but i'm so glad bald dingo is canon 💖
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i think it'd be funny so yeah sure
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there is always an inherent risk to the process. i'd say the absolute ideal circumstances you could have would be if a wraith like pom and a doctor like yonny were working together to increase the likelihood of survival. the process hasn't been studied at all, given the rarity of wraiths as an organism and the added rarity of a wraith becoming so attached to a creature that it wants to convert it.
there is a metaphysical aspect to wraiths as a species that defies understanding, so the person being wraithified or the wraith themselves having a strong will for survival would definitely contribute to the success of it. thankfully, unless there's a VERY specific set of circumstances (that are relevant only with someone like yonny wraith who has two cores), the subject would fall unconscious and not form memories of the wraithification itself (which is fortunate, because that would be kinda horrifying).
if she's saving dingo and this is a last ditch effort, pom absolutely puts her whole being into it. it's very, very hard on her and she has every last bit of energy sapped from her. depending on her reserves, she could end up hurting herself with the amount of energy it requires. but wounds are temporary and death is forever, so pom would persevere through and give it her all to save him
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yeah! pom's skin might technically be fake because it's made from goo, but she still feels sensations through her goo. she probably doesn't get itchy that easily. she's probably a little ticklish? but i'm not sure if you want to try that on a wraith that could easily stab you in a heartbeat...
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wow when i was looking back for this pic i realized i first posted about the pom wraith au on september 1st, so the au is like 4 months old... time flies
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WAHHH THANK YOU....🥺💖 asks like this are never a bother!! my favorite part about posting my content online is the engagement like this, i'm very happy to make stuff that you and your bro can bond over
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procreate on an ipad! i use an empty cheezits box and three splatoon manga books to prop up my ipad to draw on, and i've been told its one of the worst drawing arrangements ever documented, so no matter how you draw it's probably gonna be better than my set up
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of course! i didn't like... invent wraiths or anything. i just expanded on the little tidbits of what we know about wraiths in the pikmin universe. anyone is free to make their own wraith ocs or their own headcanons on what wraiths are
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whuh... have i? i post pretty frequently. i used to post a bunch for a week or two and then disappear for 6+ months repeatedly so this is very good compared to my historical track record lol
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AHH thank you!! i'm glad that i can inspire!
thank yall for all the asks, i'll continue getting through them... slowly
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You can totally ignore my idea lol but what about a fluffy/angsty fic about Steve Rogers or Bucky Barnes being turned into a baby/toddler by Tony on accident. But because they are babies they just want to be around and held by “Y/N” and get mad or throw a cute tantrum from lack of attention or if someone tries to hit on their “Y/N”. You can ignore this if it sounds idk weird or dumb lol but I thought it would be cute like they can’t hold back there affection for them while in baby form and when they turn back they are like well shit.. lmao
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(PS: the fanart here is from Alexa_520 on Twitter I’m not sure if she has a tumblr but in case you or anyone wants to see it for yourself)
This is so cute!!!
Thank you for the idea. Here it goes. The story has little angst a bit. 
Zero Crush.
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Summary: Y/N was on her way to go out for her day off. However, her plan got interrupted because the AI told her something at the lab. You almost lose your mind seeing both of your bosses turn into babies. 
And now, she has to watch them. Y/N is okay with kids, but the problem is she has a little crush towards Captain America and The Winter Soldier. 
Character: Steve Rogers x platonic!reader, Bucky Barnes x platonic!reader
Warning: If you squint a bit, there’s a little angst. 
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Drawing of baby Steve and Rogers : Drawing 1, Drawing 2, Drawing 3
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It's been a long time for Steve and Bucky to cry, even for crying their heart out to release all their feelings through tears. 
“Waaaaa!”
“Aah…Ahh!”
The rest of the Avengers rubbed their eyes. They couldn't believe the strongest soldiers standing tall before, were shorter than them.
Steve and Bucky have turned into babies. They were standing too close to Tony and Bruce's new invention. 
The high IQ bros try to copy the Pym-particles to shrink and increase an object.
"What kind of machine is that, Tony?!" Natasha pushed Tony away while he was still in shock. 
"I'm trying to make a quantum machine like Ant-man. Look, it works!!! The box got small.” Tony pointed at the test object.
"Yeah, it’s obvious the zone needs to get fixed." Natasha carried Bucky to her arm. At the same time, Steve was taken by Clint. Steve wants to push Clint away because he stinks. 
Bucky did the same towards Natasha; her perfume was too strong. Natasha couldn't help it since she just returned from her mission, and Clint was training when Tony called him.
Tony shook his head. "If Steve and Bucky didn't stand near the test object, they wouldn't get transformed." 
Natasha wants to punch him. "You..!!"
All the adults are pointing at each other. At the same time, Steve and Bucky were confused. Since they're shorter than everyone and the mood in the room doesn't feel good, it makes them uncomfortable.
"Uuh…"
All of them stop arguing because they suddenly hear a sobbing voice.
"Hey, guys? Is everything alright?" You were preparing to go out since today is your day off. Before putting on sunscreen, F.R.I.D.A.Y informed you that something happened at the lab.
Nobody answered you, but from their face, you could say they were nervous.
Then you saw that Natasha and Clint have a baby in their arms. 
"Ooh, so cute. Clint, you have a twin? Congrats." You know Clint is a family man, but it’s new for him to bring his kids to the headquarters. 
Clint chuckled. "Y/N, you don't recognise him?"
"Huh?" 
After he said that, you did notice something that felt familiar, but you can tell what it was. Blond hair, blue eyes, straight nose. Then you turn to Natasha. The baby has black hair and vibranium arms. 
You gasped, “Oh my god!”
"Yaa! Yaa!" Steve stretched his short arms towards you. Clint gently put Steve on your arm. 
“Why did you give him to me?” You nervously hold Steve. Even though he’s a baby now, he is still your boss. You turned to Tony. "You better fix this!!"
"On it."
Bucky saw Steve get carried by you. And he wants it, too. "Ahh…" He pulled Natasha's shirt and pointed at you. 
"Even in baby form, you can't be separated from your best friend?"
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After everyone stops panicking, Tony wears his Iron suit and buys kid's clothes; perhaps he wants to run away. Bruce is fixing the machine, Clint went home to get toys for Steve and Bucky, and Natasha is helping you. 
But you know Natasha just returned after a 3-month mission, and from her eyes, you could see she's damn tired. So you told her to rest. 
In the end, there are two babies in your arms. You learn that Steve and Bucky are two years old and can walk alone. 
You put them on the couch while you went to the fridge to make warm milk for them. You're not nervous taking care of little kids since you always cared for nieces and nephews before being accepted as a SHIELD agent.
But you’re nervous since you have a little crush towards your idols. 
You're relieved to see milk inside the fridge. When you turn around to search for a pan, you're shocked not to see the two babies on the sofa.
Where are they?
Then you feel someone is watching you. You looked and saw Steve and Bucky looking at you. 
You lean down and speak softly towards them, "I'm making warm milk for you both. Do you want some?"
Steve and Bucky nodded at the same time. With their fluffy cheeks and small body-like dumplings, you wouldn't believe they're the same boss who is deadly and righteous at the same time. You patted their head gently. 
When the milk has warmed up, you give it to both. Steve and Bucky drink the warm milk. They widened their eyes when they tasted it. It's delicious. 
In their eyes, you're the person they could look up to. You never raised your voice, and you gave them a delicious drink. 
Is this what it feels like to have a big sister? 
After 30 minutes, Tony returned with shopping bags from the kid's store. 
"Give me the clothes. It needs to be cleaned first before they wear it." You received the bag from Tony. You look inside the bag and see there are pyjamas too. 
"I'm going to the laundry room. Could you watch them for a while?"
"Sure."
Steve and Bucky didn't want to be left alone with Tony. Their short legs immediately run after you. Then, each of them hugs each of your legs.
Your body froze. You looked down at the little boys who held your legs, their two big eyes looking at you intensely. 
You knew they didn't want to be left alone at this moment. "Umm, Tony, could you do the dirty laundry instead?"
Tony nodded his head. "Yup, the message is clear: both hate me." 
Since then, both Steve and Bucky have followed you everywhere. They helped you when you made lunch. They wash all the veggies. 
You chuckled, even though they turn into kids, they are always helping. 
But no matter what, they're just a kid who needs attention. You learned that when eating together with them. 
When you help to feed Bucky because of his metal arm, it doesn't seem like he can control his body. 
Steve doesn't like to see Bucky get all your attention. He starts to make a noise and drops his spoon. "Ah..ahhh..."
Because of that, you feed them in turns. 
And before they go to sleep, you want to read a bedtime story. You thought this would be easy since they didn't take a nap. 
You were wrong. First, it was Steve's book choice; then, it was Bucky's. You should've said only one story but couldn't say no to them.
When they fell asleep, you slowly went out of the room. Finally, you could breathe. Even though you like kids, it takes time and energy. 
But at least because of this, your secret crush towards your bosses is gone. Like 50% gone. 
Before you join the Avengers, your HR has told you to keep everything professional. It's impossible not to like Captain America and The Winter Soldier.
At first, you saw them cute. But because their crying and whining hurt your eardrum, it shattered their perfect image in your brain. 
You don't think you could wait for another day. You could handle terrorists, pirates, and aliens, but not kids. You wish Tony and Bruce could finish the machine quickly.
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It took three days to fix the machine. When Steve and Bucky return to their old self, they fall asleep to get checked first. After two hours, they finally woke up and searched for you. 
"Ooh, you're looking for Y/N? I gave her a week off after caring for both of you."
Yes, you do. When Bruce said the machine worked fine without side effects, you immediately left the building and went to a bar. 
At the bar, you gulped the second glass of beer. You sighed heavily since you realised you needed the strongest alcohol to erase the image from your mind of baby Steve Rogers and baby Bucky Barnes when they're crying, nagging and pulling your hair. 
Their perfect image in your mind has been destroyed.
Drawing of baby Steve and Rogers : Drawing 1, Drawing 2, Drawing 3
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kairiscorner · 10 months
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my ambiverted ahh couldn't help myself huhu, so imagine:
the atsv babes with an ambiverted partner
miles probably would have thought you were introverted ngl, you two would have gotten close for your shared love of art, whether you create it or just admire it. he'd've thought you would appreciate it if he did the first move for you because you came off as a little reserved to him, but nah, when he got to know you more, he learned you had a more outgoing and sociable side to you--he was the extra push you needed to get out there. though occasionally, you would like some time alone; miles wholly respects that. he wouldn't force you to talk if you didn't want to, he loves talking to you and hearing you speak, even if you would sometimes prefer to be on your own or with others. i think miles' favorite thing to do with you would be to just draw together, or teach you how to draw if you didn't know how. he loves it when you're so focused on something, when you're in your element; you look so at peace, so happy with what you're doing that he wants to capture that moment forever, keep you happy forever.
"if you need to talk to me or ramble or for me to leave you be for alil while, i gotchu ( ˶ˆᗜˆ˵ )"
"ty, i love you : ) also did you know (goes on rambling for hours on end while miles smiles at every message you send his way thinking how cute you are)"
gwen would've met you when you seemed extroverted. you'd probably have met when the mary janes had a gig near your area, and you in your extroverted bout somehow had the courage to tell her how awesome she was on the drums. you'd go on and on about how much she carried the performance, and you joked how you wished you could be everywhere all at once so you could watch her play. it warmed her heart, really. when she told you she doesn't do friends anymore, which was a lot for her to say honestly, poor girl, you'd've smiled at her and told her you'd wait for the day she's ready to make new friends, hoping you'll be one of her very first new friends you and miles would get along for that fr. now i don't think gwen would do very well with small talk, so you being an ambivert and knowing how that feels, you adjust to what she's comfortable with and talk to her about things she likes, too. she loves when you guys are just hanging out together, not really talking or doing anything, just being next to each other or in the same room, enjoying being in each other's presence; because, if anything, gwen loves the quiet when you're around--it gives her a break from all the chaos in her life and makes her remember there are people who care about her just as much as she cares about them.
"i know you said you don't do friends anymore... but i'm really glad you never hesitated to be mine the moment you were feeling like things can get better from here."
"that's because of you, my... ray of sunshine. was that too cheesy? sorry, i just, you really brighten up my life."
now pav would bare with both sides of you, honestly. he's bright, bubbly, and extroverted; but he knows when to back off and let you breathe for a bit. he'd encourage you to talk to others when you're feeling anxious, but he wouldn't force you to, of course. he'd do things for you when you feel like wanting to be on your own for a bit because he doesn't want to bother you. you'd've been his classmate at school, and at first, you found him... kinda quirky, but he was super cute, you couldn't deny it. you felt like he outshined you sometimes, so you kinda hid in your shell for the first few days of knowing him. but when pav noticed how quiet you were, he'd tell you not to be scared of him or anything, and you weren't! you were honestly just feeling a little worn out from talking to people for a bit, he did that mainly for you, and he always did it with your best interests in mind. but when it's just you two together, boy, you were both chaotic and bright. your extroverted side was kind of only really known to him, and he felt so freaking lucky to be that sole person who knew that other side of you. but he'd encourage you to get out there, too, and he'd help you every step of the way if you wanted him to.
"if you want to make new friends, go for it! i've already seen how amazing you are when it's just us two, everybody would love you as you are now and with that chaotic side of you."
"alright, just don't outshine me, pretty boy, i'm playing the chaotic one today."
hobie would actually be really fond of you, he likes having an explosive firecracker yet calm and unshakeable partner all at once. he doesn't believe in consistency, and if you didn't really have a consistent side to you wanting to talk to people or wanting to be on your own for a bit, hobie would be more intrigued with you. he loves that you have a heart for nearly everything, being with people, being alone--wanting to make friends, wanting to focus on yourself. he loves how thoughtful you can be, as well. you two would've probably met when hobie would be doing his rounds as spider man, and he caught you defacing a wall. he'd check it out, and instead of reprimanding you, he'd've complimented your work since it commented well on your stance on how society was so... chaotic. he liked you a whole lot after that, and his initial impression of you was someone who was kind of a lone wolf, someone who spoke up for their freedom without relying on other people--but lo and behold, you were someone who spoke up for their freedom, but loved making friends and going to parties, too, sometimes. he loved how nuanced you were, how every day, he finds something new about you. he really wants to make you feel comfortable around him, so every time, he asks if you're okay with whatever you two would plan to do, because he understands what it's like to be misunderstood. he just wants you to be free to be happy and to express yourself, never uncomfortable about being who you are, especially when you were with him.
"you're so inconsistent, so chaotic, so thoughtful, you're... you're a keeper."
"are you gonna be consistent and want to love just me, hobart? that's sweet of you, love."
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notmaplemable · 10 months
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Master And Apprentice
Jaune: *Gets knocked on his butt, again* Ahh, crap.
Pyrrha: You're still leaving yourself too open, Jaune.
Jaune: I know. *sighs* I know.
Pyrrha: Come on Jaune, I know it's difficult, but you can't improve if you don't keep trying.
Jaune: I guess so. *Gets up* I just wish getting better involved a little less getting my butt kicked.
Pyrrha: It'll all be worth it one day. Now, *Gets in her stance* are you ready for another round?
Jaune: *Gets into his stance* I guess I'm ready when you are.
Many Years Later
Jaune: Are you ready, Pyrrha?
A now much older Jaune looks down on his, honorary, niece turned apprentice. Holding his shield in one hand and a wooden training sword in the other. As she stood in front of him, with her sword and shield at the ready.
Pyrrha Ren: A-are you sure about this, Uncle Jaune?
Jaune: Definitely, now give me your best shot, Pyr!
Pyrrha: O-okay!
And with that Pyrrha hit Jaune's shield as hard as she could manage, which wasn't much considering she was 10, but her form was pretty decent for her age. A lot better than when Jaune started training at least.
Ren and Nora watched from their front porch as their daughter and brother in arms sparred. Exchanging blows as Pyrrha started on her long journey to be a huntress. Supported by her extended family as they sat and watched as Jaune passed down everything that Pyrrha Nikos taught him all those years ago.
Penny: Kick her butt, daddy!
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Another one that I've had kicking around as an idea for awhile. Would probably work better as a comic or something, but I still can't draw. So I hope you enjoy this version.
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miyaur · 10 months
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Finally another arlan enjoyer! Could I get some hcs of a relationship with best boy?
(^▽^) relationship hcs ft. ARLAN !
☆ pairings. arlan x gn!reader
☆ synopsis. just relationship hcs w arlan, thats it lmao
☆ a/n. i just picked randomly with a wheel for which ask would i do while waiting for oshi no ko requests aksmdkasdm
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⁂ how did it start?
again, like i specified in my other hc fic, or wtv, he meets you through asta! kind of seems like the type to not rly be all that social unless you already know him, or if its for business
kind of shy around you, like lowkey blushing when you both get to talk, but you probably can't really see his blush, the dark skin and stuff yk?! but when you cup his cheeks, they're so round and warm, that's a promise!
asta is such a silly, immediately noticed the crush he had on you, sort of stalked you guys honestly, it was for a good reason! she just listened in on a few conversations.. maybe more than few.. just for good measure, but she's never seen arlan stuttering over his words so much
putting one and one together, she already knew what was going down, and she just needed to get you both together immediately!
asta always has an excuse to leave you both alone after discussing whatever, "oh my, seems like my time is limited once again.. you both can just stay here and just chat for a bit, i'll be back!"
she never came back.
arlan kind of has a hard time trying to start conversations, so you gotta help a bit! be the first the talk, or start asking questions, he's kind of awkward and never really is good at socializing, but if you do the first step, maybe it'll even affect him a bit, and he'll do the first move!
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⁂ what goes down (in the relationship)?
actual relationship hcs now, tbh arlan seems like the very clingy, will make it very not obvious though, on the days he really needs it, he'll ask you straight up, with a flushed expression, kind of looks away whenever he asks for this corny ahh stuff
"i just wanna-- i wanna ask.. i uh.. can we.. cuddle? if you're comfortable with that?"
such a sweetheart, i'm not even gonna lie, you probably caught him once or twice asking asta about stuff, like if you'd like these flowers, or if you like something else as a gift better,
will always be nervous when he asks you out, like a cheesy teen couple, he'll be holding out flowers, lowkey stuttering, and holding your hand at the same time
best bet, guaranteed, he has never been in a relationship before, the only reason he knows sooo much about dates is because of books! loves loves loves reading, would definitely be a fairytale irl w him when on dates, picks the cutest locations ever too, like a new cat cafe that opened up, sure!
super creative with gifts, he goes absolutely crazy with it ngl, but in a good way
kind of has a habit of just squeezing your hand while your fingers are intertwined with each other. just does it when he can't find the words to tell you how much he's missed you while you were gone.
probably would also tighten his grip around your waist when it gets a bit crowded in the streets, doesn't wanna lose you in the sea of people yk?!
likes it when you start to trace shapes on his palms or while you both cuddle, and start to draw little stars with your fingers on his back, really just lulls him to sleep, and feels comforted when you do that type of stuff.
finds it so attractive when you stretch, like it shouldn't be that attractive, but it is, he cannot help it, at all.
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YAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!!!!!
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my-love-of-books · 2 years
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Trying new things
A little fluffy/smutty fic w/ OUAT peter pan, also he doesn't know what a traffic light is and it is so CUTE
Paring: OUAT!Peter x shy!gn!reader
Warnings: cussing, smut, blowjob, Terrible writing, think that's it feel free to tell me otherwise
Peter's head wipped around as his eyebrows shot straight up. My boyfriend was sitting on the bed relaxing, reading a book when I popped an interesting question. "What did you say, love?" He asked incrediously, the corners of his mouth purched upword. "Well, I... I was wondering if we could try something new... sexually" I said slowly getting quieter and quieter as I went. I shifted under the covers a little. We had never done anything more than a few heated makout sessions so asking this was a pretty big deal for me.
"What were you thinking, love?" The brown-haired boy asked gently. "Umm, I was thinking... maybe a... blowjob" I whispered while playing with my fingers. He immediately scoffed tongue pushing into his cheek. "What?" I practically whined, "Typical Y/N rather please me than please themself." I simply rolled my eyes.
"Okay, if you would like to do this then ground rules need to be set." I nodded. "Tch, tch, tch, angel, if we are going to do this you need to use your words, alright." "Ok" I blinked at him. "Better!" He smiled. "Now, a 'safe word' is used if at any time you feel uncomfortable or you want to stop. What would you like your safe word to be?" "Could we do like a traffic light? Green is go, yellow is slow down, and red is stop." "what's a..." His eyebrows furowing together. "Never mind. We can do that, and when your mouth is occupied 2 taps are equivalent to yellow and 3 taps are equivalent to red." "okay, sounds good." I nodded.
"Are you sure this is what you want, angel?" "yes" I say confidently and then "I wanna make you feel good" I finish with the meekest voice I've ever heard. "we'll start slow and work our way up from there, no reason to be nervous, love."
Peter slowly throws off the blankets and set his book down on the nightstand. He spreads his legs and I climb in between them, sitting on my knees. He starts to take off his pants and I reach to help but by the time I have they were already on the floor beside the bed.
I was, however, able to pull down his boxers for him, and as I pulled down the front his cock springs up making me jump a little. Which draws a chuckle from the green-eyed boy above me. "Relax, angel" he runs his finger through my hair. He shimmies the rest of the way out of his boxers before I lean down and lick a stripe from bace to tip, looking up with wide eyes to see if that was a smart idea, and judging by Peter's sharp intake of breath and small grunt that came from him I think it was. His hand goes to rest on my cheek, thumb moving to play with my bottom lip, pushing it down. "Open up for me love." He somehow has a mix between his usual grin and a boyish smile spreading across his face.
I did as I was told opening my mouth, and guiding his cock into my mouth. When I close around him he tilts his head back, letting out a breathy moan. I was barely halfway down his member as I started to suck. Peter gripped my hair, slowly moving my head up and down, going lower and lower each time but making sure I don't gag or choke.
The longer this goes on the harder his grip and the more frequent his noises are getting. "Fuckkk, love, just like that. I'm gonna cum if you keep this up." So naturally, I bobbed my head faster. "I'm gonna... Ahh... Can I cum inside your pretty mouth angel? Please?" As soon as I nodded and hummed a 'yes' I felt a warm liquid running down my throat. I kept trying to swallow all of it but just couldn't, some leaking out of the corners of my mouth. "Lord, that was hot. You did such a good job, my little angel." He said wiping my face off with his previously discarded shorts
"Are you sure you don't want me to take care of you?" Even though I knew I was fully aroused I didn't know if I was ready for that step just yet, so I hung my head and answered "no 'm sorry, I just-." "Hey under no circumstances are you allowed to apologize for something like that do you hear me?" I look up at him, a small smile on my face, and simply nodded. ~_~
A/N: thx so much for reading plz like or commit if you enjoyed it, I am always welcome to criticism! Have a nice day/night🙃
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amaranthsynthesis · 4 months
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I love your Durge and his relationship with the Gort. ;_; You have fed this hungry soul with your wonderful art and meta. I have to ask, because I didn't see it anywhere: what does Gortash make of Sceleritas? Sceleritas is Ballard's stressball, his buddy, his little guy, but what does Ballard's boyfriend think about the creepy little imp that follows him everywhere?
AHH I'M GLAD, they make me insane and sharing it is the only way to recover
I actually need to draw or write more of gortash and sceleritas interacting bc they are cooperatively nuts. the easy answer is that there is a mutual loathing between the two of them; this is also true! Gortash thinks Sceleritas is a freaky little weirdo who has too much influence on Ballard's internal mindscape. Scleritas thinks Gortash is a heretical lying little harlot who has too much influence on Ballard's internal mindscape. Ballard has the least patience for both of them when they're bitching about the other--Sceleritas trying to get him to ditch Gortash is the leading cause of imp murder in the last decade, but the first time Gortash does more than verbal violence in Sceleritas' direction (he sees Ballard stab the guy like twice a week SURELY it's fine) Ballard breaks his arm in two places.
The additional answer, that is extremely funny also, is that they have a begrudging alliance where they drink wine and bitch whenever Ballard and Orin get into knock down, drag out fights. They throw a wrench in Gortash and Ballard's plans, they wreak ABSOLUTE havoc on the Temple of Bhaal's schedule and liturgical calendar, and Sceleritas can and has drunk Gortash under the table on multiple occasions. Gortash, of course, handles this very badly, and keeps thinking that next time surely he will do better. He does not! Sceleritas Fel is tiny but he is a demonic alcoholic and he is not going down easy.
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sitp-recs · 6 months
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Hey liv! :) Do you know any Drarry fics with "i'm addicted to you" vibes?
Hi anon! Ahh yes, love myself some chaotic obsessive vibes for those two. It’s about the utter desperation 🤌🏼 I hope you enjoy these, I’ve also heard great things about Liar by jad, if you’re okay with Hinny and Drastoria infidelity I think it would be a good fit for your ask.
Phoenix in the Fire by @fw00shy (E, 1.4k)
Their first time was an accident. "Sex pollen," Draco claims, though everyone knows it was too much Ogden's after Puddlemere beat the Tornados 240-230. "He's like a vengeful sex demon after he's lost," Harry confesses in the privacy of Hermione's kitchen. "A lustful, bitter jackhammer."
Cigarettes Will Kill You by Femme (E, 4k)
He lights a cigarette across the pub, his hand cupped to his mouth as the tip sparks to life in a faint orange flare, and my breath catches.
When You and I Collide by @bixgirl1 (E, 6k)
If asked on his 18th birthday what he thought he’d be doing in three years, Harry never would have been able to predict that his answer would be “letting Draco Malfoy fuck me senseless over the sinks in the loo of a Muggle bar”. This is how the story begins. He never thinks to ask how it ends.
The Page Eleven Wars by fireflavored (E, 8.5k)
In a gossip-hungry post-war Wizarding World, Rita Skeeter has a wildly successful column in the Daily Prophet known as Page Eleven. Naturally, her favourite targets are the poster boys of the two sides of the war: Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter. Bored and annoyed, the two take up tabloid baiting for sport and pleasure.
The Things They Never Say by @bixgirl1 (E, 9k)
Harry and Draco don't know how to talk. So they do other things instead.
I'll never be your chosen one by @andithiel (E, 15k)
Draco doesn't know what exactly he’s doing with Potter, he doesn't know how their unspoken agreement even started, and doesn't know where it will end. The only thing he knows is: he's not in love.
Watch The Castles Burn by @moonflower-rose (E, 21k)
Draco Malfoy knows better than to get involved with Harry Potter. If only someone would have reminded him of that six months sooner, then maybe he wouldn't be in quite such a large mess.
Touch Me Fall by @lqtraintracks (E, 23k)
Malfoy was such a ponce. And he was a complete snob. And he was so fucking fit Harry wanted to jump him where he sat. It would be too easy to forget his objective tonight: to really, really, really get Malfoy out of his system.
Welcome to the Broom Closet by incapricious (E, 23k)
Harry thinks he knows how his life will go: Become an Auror. Marry Ginny. Have a family. But then he sees an advertisement in the paper that no one else can see, and his life is turned upside-down. The Broom Closet: you can be anyone you want while you're there, but you won't remember it in the morning.
Your Place or Mine? By @l0vegl0wsinthedark (E, 27k)
"This person is so much harder to hate. And I’m supposed to hate Malfoy. How the fuck else am I supposed to limit this to just sex?"
In The Red by @bixgirl1 (E, 45k)
When Harry goes looking for a vampire at a Creature club, the second-to-last thing Harry expects is to find Malfoy working there. The last thing he expects is to fall in love with him.
The Boy Who Only Lived Twice by lettered (E, 54k)
Harry Potter is an Unspeakable. Draco Malfoy is the wizard who shagged him. Adventure! Intrigue! Secret identities, celebrities, spies! It's all right here, folks.
Finely Drawn Lines by @the-sinking-ship (E, 61k)
Draco doesn’t consider himself an artist (though the dozens of sketchbooks lining his shelves might suggest differently). Yet ever since Potter returned to Hogwarts, accepting a teaching position alongside Draco, his drawings have taken on a rather singular focus. From the curl of his lips to the exact number of lines that form at the corners of his eyes when he laughs, Draco has catalogued every shade of one Harry James Potter between the pages of his sketchbook. So long as Potter remains none the wiser, Draco will have no trouble controlling his crush.
We Are Young (I'll Carry You Home Tonight) by Femme (E, 68k)
Harry and Draco have been falling into bed on and off again since the last election five years ago, much to the amusement--and financial gain--of their circle of friends. But when Harry agrees to work with Draco to put Kingsley Shacklebolt into the Minister's office, they can't work side-by-side again every day and sleep together; that would be courting disaster. Wouldn't it?
Tales From the Special Branch by Femme (E, WIP)
This is a five-story arc about an Auror Special Branch unit whose core members are Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Pansy Parkinson, and Blaise Zabini. I can promise endgame Drarry, but, let's face it, there are going to be a lot of up and downs on the way
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yanderepuck · 6 months
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Kinktober Day 24
WELCOME BACK SLUTS. It's that time of the year you've been looking forward to. As always, Kinktober is hosted by your local Napoleon simp @xxsycamore
If you would like to read Kinktober 2021 and 2022 they are here
Remember to reblog and tell me what you thought about it
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Day 24 -  Against the wall | Bent Over a Table/Desk
You wouldn't have guessed Mozart would have been okay with this, but maybe he's just caught up in the moment. Really caught up in the moment.
He has you bent over his piano, cock deep inside you. You're only wearing your bra due to Mozart getting handsy earlier. He did have you up against the piano, kissing you and groping you.
It wasn't like him to get horny like this in the middle of the day, but you were going to take it. Your hot breath hit against the piano, you could see it fogging under you where your skin was touching it.
Mozart held onto your hips as he thrust into you. His one hand moved around to rub against your clit. You let out a yelp of surprise and pleasure. All he had to do was used his hands and you'd melt into him.
For now you pressed your body against the body of the piano. You pushed your ass into him as much as you could. You pushed back as he was thrusting in and met him in the middle, getting you to moan loudly.
"Stay still," his voice was like a low growl. His fingers rubbed you the right way to get your body to tremble.
You shuffle your feet, your toes trying to curl. You had nothing to hold onto and just dug your fingers into the wood.
His thrusting got harder, if the sweat from your body wasn't causing you to stick to the piano you would be jerking forward with each thrust.
"Ahh...ahh Wolfgang..!" You reach your limit and cum on him.
He moans as he feels your walls clench around him but he isn't done yet. His fingers dig into your skin as he gets rougher. His other hand is still playing with you.
You press your forehead against the piano and begin panting between your moans.
"Your moans sound so beautiful in here, meine liebe. Be a little louder."
His voice that time was soft, like it was two different people. He made you raise your hips just enough so that when he thrust in he was hitting a new spot.
Just as he wanted, your moans got louder. "W-Wolfgang!" You felt yourself getting close again already.
After pushing your hair to one side, Mozart leans down and bites into your shoulder, not able to control his thirst any longer
You moan and the pleasure from his gets you to cum again, in turn leading to Mozart filling you with his.
He moans into your shoulder, drawing out blood to help him relax. He pulls his mouth away and pants with you. Once he pulls out of you he leans against the piano to fix his pants.
After giving yourself a moment you pry your body off of the piano. Not the most pleasant feeling. You lean against it to catch your breath as Mozart picks up your clothes for you.
He catches a glimpse of the surface from the corner rod his eye and turns to look better. There's a rough outline of fog where your body was.
"That needs cleaned now," he carefully sets your clothes on the piano, not caring since it's already going to need a good scrubbing.
"I'm surprised you let it happen in the first place," you step back into your underwear and get your skirt back on.
"Maybe you shouldn't have started kissing me here then," he teased.
"So now it's my fault?" You pout at him as you put your shirt on
"Because I find you irresistible," he kisses you on the lips, helping you button up your shirt. "Meine liebe," he smiles softly.
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Reader and Rocket running away from the nova corps cause Rocket stole something and Reader ends up getting hurt.
Job gone haywire
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Ahh some early-day stuff, I really like it anon. Poor guy, he would feel so guilty getting you hurt and would do anything to help you feel better :D. Word count:891
You and Rocket have been partners in crime for about 7 months now, Rags to riches, you two used your brains together to be able to pull off some amazing heists together. Today was no exception. You've heard that there was an ancient artifact being transported to the collector as you spoke, If it wasn't in his hands it would be worth 5 million units. Oh now this was something you needed to tell Rocket, Immediately running to him.
"Rocket, you are gonna love what I'm about to hear" You smirked.
"Lay it on me pal, what ya got ??" He turned his attention to you.
"So an artifact is about to be present at the collector's emporium, if we can pull it off correctly and quickly, we'll be 5 million units richer," You said eagerly.
His eyes and ears perked up. "5 Million units !!!!"
"Easy 2 and a half to each of us"
"Oh, I am down, when is it coming in ??" He was now super eager, you swore you saw his tail swish in excitement.
"If from what I heard, Later tonight it'll arrive"
"Ok, I think I have an idea"
You both agreed when the artifact arrived late into the night, you'd hack the cameras to make a repeat loop and then Rocket could sneak in and disable any other security measures. Easily pulling it off and sneaking in.
"Ok, so we need to be on the lookout for something that looks like this" You pulled out a drawing of the description of what it could look like.
"Gotcha, now come on, 5 million units await." He then began to look around the place as did you. Up and down, Left and right. You two worked tirelessly to find this flarking artifact.
"How ya looking y/n ??" Rocket spoke up after a little bit.
"Nothing on my side, Yours ??"
"No, goddamn why did they make it so flarking hard to find."
'Wait, hang on I think I got something" You then found a box and began to slowly open it, Rocket right onto it, climbed onto your back gently and looked over your shoulder to see it. Sure enough, this was the artifact.
"Wow... so shiny" He awed at it, making you chuckle.
"5 million unit's is ours" You smirked and raised his fist for a fist bump, which he gladly returned.
But the celebrations were short-lived as the alarms blared, You found that the box had its own tripwire if anyone were to lift the lid, the alarms would be set off.
"Scut, let's bolt it !!!" Rocket shouted and started running, you hot on his tail.
The two were quickly surrounded by Nova Corps officers, You then found a way out and began to bolt for it. "This way !!" You urged rocket.
But then you felt a sharp graze on your thigh as an officer shot your leg with his phaser, Rocket saw the injury and grew scared and angry, pulling out his own weapon and shooting back at the officers.
"Rocket no !!!"
"Go, Get outta here, I'll take care of them !!" He yelled.
You mustered through the pain and began to escape back to the ship, Rocket then threw a tazer bomb at them, which sent a huge electric shock wave throughout the building. He then caught up with you at the ship and immediately high-tailed it away from the planet. Once he was sure they were safe, he ran to your side, seeing you patch up your injury.
"Y/n... I'm so sorry, I did this... this is my fault" His ears drooped deeply.
You've never seen him so worried, so caring. You've always seen Rocket as this cocky lone wolf. But this was completely different.
"Rocket... it's not your fault"
He shook his head, he wasn't taking that for an answer. This was his fault, he wanted to make it right for you.
So later on, while you were changing the bandages, he brought in some coffee and food he coul make from whatever you two had left.
"Here... Your favourite" He gently rubbed his arm gently, looking down in guilt.
"Buddy, I'm not mad at you" You said softly. making him look up at you, ears still drooped.
"None of this was your fault, Absolutely none of it. This job comes with many risks, this is just one of them, ok ??"
He looked back down and gently nodded, without thinking, he jumped on the chair and hugged you tightly. You both were taken aback by what was happening, nevertheless, you gave the hug back. Rocket had a softer side to what you know.
"Hey, besides, How will I share the 5 million units with you ??" Letting go of the hug, smirking as you pulled out the artifact.
His eyes and ears perked up once again, a smile returning to him. "WOOHOO !!!!" He ran around the place, you two were rich !!!
"Oh, what should we do first ??" You offered.
"Drinks and lots of them, I know a really good bar, I'll punch in the coordinates." He ran off to the cockpit.
You smiled seeing him so happy, you would always help him, save him and protect him. No matter what.
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