#and i want that wrapped up in my little bow

[hitomisuzuya]

hi suzu, hope you’re doing well :3

May I ask a Scara x reader smut which has a flat chest? Like maybe we’re trying out a new lingerie that we bought to “please” him but we’re thinking that’s it does not look pretty on us..

Hope it’s clear..💥

Scaramouche x fem!reader. Smut. Nipple play. Clit stimulation/rubbing.

No worries, you were perfectly clear. Thank you for your patience😳

Feelings of inadequacy spread like a plague. Lately, you'd been noticing that some women were a bit more..chesty than you. And it made you think, like really think: was your chest too small for Scaramouche?

You'd brought up what he called nonsense three days ago, and today, much to his annoyance, he'd hardly seen hide nor hair of you. Once he arrived home, he could the bedroom light on underneath the crack of the door.

Scaramouche put a hand on the door knob, and started to open the door, only to have you push it shut abruptly. "No, don't come in here yet. In fact, don't come in here at all," He heard your nervous little voice behind the door.

"I'm coming in," He said simply, his eyes narrowed in annoyance. He put his hand on the doorknob, sighing when it wouldn't turn. You had your hand on it.

"No," You said vehemently.

Scaramouche decided to play a little dirty. "Look, I had a long day, and I just want to see you," That's all he ever wanted really. He took his hand off the knob and waited. He could practically hear your knees getting weak during the brief silence.

"Okay, just give me one second," You said, taking your hand off the doorknob, and attempted to make a break for the bed to hide under the covers.

However, Scaramouche hardly gave you any time. No sooner had you turned around his hand caught your wrist, stopping you. His indigo eyes slowly wandered up and down your body. There you stood, trying to wiggle out of his grasp in lacy black lingerie.

Scaramouche made circular motion with his index finger. "Turn," He commanded simply.

"Sc-Scara! No!" You protested. You couldn't control your hammering heart in your chest, and the sudden fear he was judging as your chest size.

"Turn, brat" You looked so cute all flustered and shy that he couldn't help but poke at you a little. He knew what this was about. How thoughtful of you to gift wrap yourself in a bow for him before he proved that he could never resist your breasts.

He licked his lips as he turned you in a circle. The words tumbled out of your mouth all at once. "I got this because I wanted to surprise you. But I don't think it-"

Scaramouche did not want to hear the next words out of your mouth. He touched a finger to your lips. "You look delectable," Putting his hands on your shoulders, he gently snapped one of your bra straps on your shoulder as he backed you up towards the bed.

"Are you sure my chest is big enough for you?" It didn't seem like he really heard you though. His gaze was focused right on your chest as he pushed you back onto the bed.

"I hope if you mind if I just," Scaramouche said as he crawled over you. Your eyes widened when you heard the flimsy fabric of your bra tear, "get rid of this. It's in the way," He carelessly tossed it onto the floor. He would buy you three more. Your breasts just cupped so perfectly in that bra. It made him twice as eager to get his hands, and his mouth on them.

"These," His hands folded around your bare breasts, giving them a long, thorough grope, "are perfect. Shall I show you," He leaned down, sweeping his tongue slowly over your nipple. He looked up at you, smirking when he saw you shiver. "How much I appreciate them?"

You let out a shaky sigh as his tongue swirled slowly around your nipple. When it started to harden into a sensitive nub on his tongue, he took it into his mouth to suck on.

He trailed his hand down your stomach, goosebumps raising in their wake. He prodded his tongue on your nipple, sending jolts of pleasure to your swelling clit. His hand slipped into your panties. He parted your folds, gathering your juices on his fingers.

Your back arched off the bed, louder moans sounding from you as his fingers found your clit. Any anxiety about your insecurities melted away, and you felt yourself relaxing and surrendering him in the way he always enjoyed.

One of your hands closed around the blankets, the other shaking as you put it on the back of his head. You pressed his mouth down onto your breast, your hips rolling up to grind into his fingers.

Scaramouche groaned against your breast, drool pooling between them as he sucked. His fingers danced wet and adept on your clit, rolling it between the pads of his fingers.

"That's my good girl," He purred his praise, taking his mouth off your nipple to turn his attention to the other one. "Let me appreciate them while I make you cum."

You gasped in pleasure as he flicked your other nipple, pinching it as he watched you writhe. Your body twitched with pleasure, your senses overwhelmed. You didn't know what you wanted to do. Grind against his fingers or arch your chest up into his mouth?

Every rub and pinch on your clit was beginning to send you reeling. He took your nipple in his mouth, increasing the pace of his fingers. He was determined to make you cum hard from just sucking on your nipples, spurring your orgasm on as he rubbed your clit.

Your pussy clenched as Scaramouche reased the tips of his fingers your entrance before sweeping them back up to your clit. "Don't you realize how fucking perfect you are?" He moaned, his cock throbbing and straining in his shorts.

No sooner had he said those words your orgasm suddenly broke over you. His tongue licked and swirled around your nipple, sighing content seeing your tremble from your orgasm.

He stroked and rubbed your clit to nurse you through your orgasm. Now he hoped this nonsense was put to rest.

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[alastor-simp]

Caught In Her Web - Angel Dust x Zestial Daughter Reader

❥Summary- Zestial is holding a special event for all of the spider demons in Hell, and surprisingly Angel Dust was invited. It was hard for him to vibe with this kinda crowd, but that all change when he met Zestial's daughter

❥Tags: Angel Dust x Reader, Zestial , Zestial Daughter, Female Spider Demon, Hell Event, First Meeting, Developing Relationships, Fluff.

❥Notes: This is a request from my friend ValerieWinks777 on Wattpad. Decided to post it here as well for all of you to enjoy.

"Y/N? Hast thou finished getting dressed?" Zestial, your father, knocked on your bedroom door, curious if you were in your proper attire for this evening. "Almost Father. I'll be right out." You called out, as you slowly zipped up your dress from behind. Your name was Y/N, and you were the daughter of the powerful overlord, Zestial. Your birth happened between the undying love between Zestial and your deceased mother, who sadly passed away during your birth. Zestial took it upon himself to raise you properly with care and love. Similar to him, you possessed spider like features similar to him as well. While being the daughter of Zestial, your personality leaned more towards a rebellious nature, but you still carried yourself with grace and kindness, something that you had obtained from your mother.

Today was the day of the Spider Festival, it was a common event that Zestial held for the sophisticated spider demons of the Pride Ring, and this time you would be able to attend as you were now old enough to watch over yourself. Taking a look in the mirror again, you smiled as you watched your beautiful dress swaying in the reflection.

“Perfect.” You said to yourself, as you made your way to the door, opening it to see your father standing, wearing a heartwarming smile. “How beautiful thou look. The dress suits thou perfectly.” Zestial placed a hand on your cheek, giving it a little pinch, earning a laugh from you. “Thank you, father.” Zestial removed his hand, and began to walk to the castles ballroom, with you following next to him. “This shall be thy first time attending the festival. Try to hast fun, yet also forbear mischief. Many of the guests are close friends of mine, so I wouldn’t crave 'em to regard mine daughter is a silly little wench.” You felt your stomach tightened at that. Last thing you wanted was your father to see you as a disappointment. You nodded your head at that, face wearing a somber look. Zestial caught on to your reaction, and stopped walking, leaning closer to wrap you in a hug. “Forgive me. 'I didn’t intent to causes thee upset. All I do lack is for thou to hast a fun night and enjoy the festivities. Possibly meet someone whom suits thy interests.” Hugging your father back, you told it was alright, while also laughing at the last thing he said. Zestial chuckled before removing himself, as the both of you headed to your destination.

The ballroom was decorated, from head to toe in webs, giving it an eerie feeling. The chandelier hanging above was lit with colorful flames, basking the ballroom with beautiful colors. The tables were covered in delicious hors d'oeuvres and cakes for the guests to enjoy, along with a large glass bowl containing refreshing punch. The guests were all a mix of different spider species demons, some as black widows and others as wolf spiders. Both you and Zestial had made your way down the stairs, causing everyone to stop and stare, as well as bowing to the both of you. Zestial smiled with pride and addressed everyone in the ball room. “Greetings ev'ryone. Thanketh thee f'r attending tonight’s festival. I desire thee all enjoyeth tonight and has't a pleasant exp'rience as at each moment” Zestial gave a small bow, while you gave everyone a polite curtesy, earning a small applause from the guests.

Zestial had to go and speak to his old friends, so he motioned you to go on and enjoy yourself, as he departed you. Feelings of anxiety began to rise in you, as you felt like a bug underneath a magnifying glass, being watched by everyone. You slowly made your way to the ballroom, observing everyone and making idle chat with some of the guests. Your emotions had finally calmed down, but you still felt a sense of unease. Probably due to it being the first time you attended the festival. As you wondered aimlessly, your eyes darted towards a tall peculiar spider. He certainly wasn’t someone you recognized. Out of all of the spiders you had seen, he was the only one that was coated in all white fur. He was wearing a black and pink tuxedo and tall heal-like boots. His hair was puffed up and slightly curled, and his heterochromatic eyes were very mesmerizing. You didn’t know what had possessed you to want to talk to him, but you body slowly made your way over to him.

Angel Dust POV

“Alright alright. This ain’t so bad. Just be yourself and not make a scene” Angel dust whispered to himself, as he observed the higher rank demons around him, as they conversed with each other and danced to the music playing in the back. Angel Dust still couldn’t believe he was even attending a fancy shamancy thing like this. He only got roped into going by Charlie, who heard about the event and advised Angel to go and make some friends, while also promoting the hotel a bit. Angel had expected the event to just be some typical orgy party, but not this. He knew how famous he was in Pride, given his porn status, but he knew he stood nowhere near the same level as the others here. He could feel the hard stares being directed at him, knowing he didn’t belong to this. “This is stupid. Should have never agreed to come to this little shindig.” Mumbling to himself, Angel motioned over to the punch bowl, pouring himself a drink, thinking that it may help calm him down. A sudden tap on his shoulder behind him, made him turn around. His eyes widen at the sight of you behind him. He had never seen the likes of you before, but my lord, weren’t you quite the looker. Your warm smile and eyes were looking at him, which confused him greatly.

“Hello. Are you alright, by chance? You seem a tad bit nervous.” You calmly spoke to him, while he continued to stare at you in awe. Shaking his head, he moved one of his hands to fluff his hair a bit. “ Y-eah yeah. I’m all good.” Nervously answering your question, he shot a small smile back at you. The two of you continued to stare at each other, before Angel sighed in front of you. “Sorry. I ain’t use to this kinda scene. More of a club life kinda demon.” His response earned a laugh from you. “Don’t worry. I’m not use to this kinda thing either. It’s my first time attending this festival. I’m guessing it’s the same for you?” Angel nodded his head, as he sip his beverage, but he quickly stopped, confused at your answer. “Whatcha mean it’s your first time? You look like you have been to a million of these fancy events. Especially when your dressed like that.” Angel pointed up and down at your dress, making you blush. “Haha. I wasn’t old enough to attend before, but now that I’m older, I can attend by myself. So we are in the same boat, you and I.” Kindly smiling back, you moved closer to him and stood next to his side, leaning back a bit against the table holding the punch bowl. Angel just continued to watch you, while you heard him mumble and “I guess.”

Standing next to each other in silence, the both of you watched the others around you, until you heard the man next to you speak up. “The name is Angel Dust. What’s your name, toots..I mean miss.” He quickly corrects himself, causing you to giggle. “Haha. First time I have been called that. My name is Y/N. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Angel.” You turned towards him, and gave a small curtsy, while he followed back with an awkward bow and then a handshake. You noticed he still looked a bit uncomfortable being surrounded by all these upper class demons, so you grabbed one of his hands. "Hey, we can go outside, if you want." Angel dust's eyes shot for a bit before he gave you a small smirk, saying "Lead the way." You held his hand as the both of you made your way through the crowd of demons, before you were stopped by a voice behind you. "Where are thou off to, mine sweet?" Turning around your father was standing behind you, eyes glowing in confusion. "Oh father! I was just going out to the outside garden with my new friend. Is that alright?"

Angel Dust nearly fainted from shock. This tall scary-a** demon was your dad, and an overlord as well?! His hands quickly started to fidget, thinking your dad was gonna kill him for simply conversing with you. Zestial eyes scanned Angel up and down, without any emotion on his face. Whispers could be heard from behind you, from the other demons, mostly saying "What is a commoner demon doing here?" "Wait, isn't that demon part of Valentino's group?" Your eyes widen at what you heard. How rude! Why did it matter what field of work he was it? He seemed like a friendly demon, and they shouldn't be so quick to judge a book by its cover. "Y/N. May i speaketh to thee in private?" Your dad had placed a hand on your shoulder, moving you away from Angel, who watched you with a sad expression. Both you and your dad had moved to speak against one of the pillars. "Dad, I know your going to tell me not to speak to him, but he's not a bad guy I swe-" Zestial had cut you off by placing a hand up, telling you to stop talking. You expected he was mad at you, but his face didn't show it. "It is alright y/n. I told thou to converse with other demons, didst i not? That young man possesses a kind soul, yet he hath been chained down and ridiculed by others. Do not let him slip past thou, mine sweet. Now run along!"

Your dad motioned his hand for you to go. Smiling, you gave him a quick hug and went to go back to Angel Dust. He wasn't in the spot you had last saw him, and began to look for him, heading to the courtyard. Angel Dust walked along the path that lead to the castle gardens. The area was covered in exotic plants, along with small statues of mini gargoyles. Hugging his arms around himself, Angel took at seat on the grass, heaving a sigh. He knew what had happened when your dad pulled you away. He could hear the negative things he was probably calling him right now, telling you not to associate with a whore like him. The sounds of feet stepping on the grass alerted him, and he turned seeing you coming towards him, with a smile. "Oh thank goodness. I thought you left." He watched your figured move closer to him, before taking a seat on the grass as well, causing your dress to ruffle up. "How are ya out here right now? Didn't your dad just speak to ya about me?" Angel exclaimed. You laughed at his reaction, saying it was alright and that your dad didn't mind at all.

The both of you just sat in silence, while you gazed around the garden and up at the blood red sky. "I don't care, you know." Angel looked at you in confusion, wondering what you meant. "About you being a sex worker or whatever. I don't care what rank you are or what you do for work. I would just like to get to know you." The lovely smile you aimed at him was making his heart skip a beat. Angel was at a loss for words at what you said. He was used to the ugly looks and stares people gave him when they knew what line of work he did, but you were the first that didn't care about any of that. Angel shook his head, chuckling as he smirked at you, flashing his gold tooth. "Ya wanna know me toots? Haha, buy me dinner first at least." You quickly laughed at his response, as you smiled back at him.

The two of you continued to chat amongst yourself in the castle gardens, discussing your hobbies and interests like music, fashion choices and what not. The both of you were just lost in each other, just enjoying each others presence and laughing at each others jokes. "HAHAHA no way your boss has that bad sight." You cackled, as Angel continue to tell his story. "AHAHA I'm serious toots. He can barely see whats on his phone half the time. It probably takes him hours to even send a text to anyone." He laughed out, as you followed along with him. Sadly, the peaceful evening the both of you had was coming to an end. Still wanting to spend more time with him, you walked with him back to the front of the castle, where a limo was waiting for him. "I really enjoyed tonight Angel. I would love to spend more time with you again." The fluff on his face, became dyed a soft pink, as he rubbed his neck with one of his hands. "Tonight wasn't all bad. I-I can give you my cell, if you wanna chat again." You widen your eyes at that, happy that he wanted to meet again. "Well, I don't have a cell phone at the moment. My dad is a little old fashioned, but I'm sure he can give me one if I ask him." Angel smiled back at you, as he pulled out a small pen from somewhere in his pocket, as he wrote his number on your palm. He soon hopped into the limo, and shut the door. The window rolled down, and he flashed a smile back at you, along with a wink. "See ya around, toots." You smiled back at him, as you nodded your head, waving him goodbye, as the limo drove off.

Back at the Hotel

Angel dust heaved out a tired sigh as he walked through the hotel doors. Charlie happened to be awake, wanting to stay up to make sure Angel made it home okay. "OH ANGEL!!! YOUR BACK!! HOW WAS IT?! DID YOU HAVE FUN? DID YOU MAKE ANY NEW FRIENDS?" Charlie enthusiastically chattered along. Angel was a bit too tired to answer all of Charlie's questions, so he just said it was okay and that he did meet a cool person at the party. Charlie was happy that Angel enjoyed himself and that he met someone there, but she knew he was exhausted, so she wished him a goodnight, while giving him a quick hug before running off back to her bedroom. Angel smiled at Charlie's cute actions, as he made his way upstairs to head to his bedroom.

Entering inside his room, he deeply sighed as he shrugged off his clothes and removed his shoes. Fat Nuggets was awake and ran up to him, oinking happily while trying to climb up on of his legs. "Aww Did-ja miss me?" Angel cooed, picking up Fat Nuggets and kissing him on his head. Angel walked over to his bed, and laid back on it, reminiscing about this evening. He couldn't stop thinking about you. Everything about you, your smile, your laugh, your kindness, your jokes was giving him butterflies. He wasn't use to this kinda feeling before, and it made him feel funny. You weren't what he expected when he first saw you. You were the daughter of one of the most powerful overlords in Pride, and yet instead of being a snotty bit**, you were thoughtful and compassionate. Even when you knew what he did, you still treated him normally, which made him melt. He felt trapped, caught actually, in your web. His body and soul was wrapped in your sticky threads and instead of struggling, he accepted it.

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[ceruleancattail]

You wanted some Mystic AU asks right? If you don’t mind, could you expand on how Riddle or Jack would react to being summoned just for cuddles? I feel like they would be among the more easily flustered of the familiars you’ve talked about so far. Thank you!

I PROMISE I SAW THIS OK- IT’S LATE BUT UT’S OUT IM SO SORRY

Summoned for… Cuddles?

Mystic Au

Kitsune Riddle x reader, Kobainu Jack x reader

Riddle always maintains his composure no matter where he’s summoned. Come what may, his service to his master will remain top notch. At least, that’s what Riddle has sworn by. To excel, no matter where he ends up.

Although today might be the day he breaks that perfect streak. He came the moment you called, appearing in a burst of flames, the scarlet of freshly bloomed roses. Shoulders tensed, ready for any order you might give him…

Only to see you on your couch, clad in your sleeping attire. Frowning, Riddle glances around the room. Nothing in sight. He approaches carefully, bowing in greeting.

“Riddle Rosehearts. Reporting to your summons. What would you have me do…”

His voice trails off as something warm cups his cheek. Your hand, gently caressing the side of his face. Running your thumb across the curve of his cheek, you bite back a laugh as Riddle’s cheeks bloom bright red, the exact same shade as his ears. Your other hand soon joins the first, cupping his face within your palms. Gently squeezing it softly, chuckling at the way Riddle seems melt right into your touch .

“Does there have to be a reason for me to call you, Riddle?”

Gulping, Riddle does his best to respond to you. Unfortunately the close proximity to you, along with your affections have left him rather tongue-tied.

“Well… summonings are usually done… for a reason.. master.”

Humming softly to yourself, you shoot Riddle a sheepish smile.

“A reason? I guess… I was just lonely then.”

A silence pause passes between both of you. Before you felt something furry wrap around your waist. One of Riddle’s many tails, coaxing you forward. Engulfing you within his fur, as soft as a freshly mown meadow. It was warm, just like a lover’s passionate embrace.

You glance towards Riddle, only to find a small smile creeping across his lips. A soft, gentle smile, like the faint golden rays of the morning sun. Its warmth went straight into your heart.

“If company is all that you desire, I would only be too happy to grant you that.

Allow me to stay by your side for as long as you wish me too, my beloved master.”

Jack enters like with all the vicious energy of a storm. The mere impact of his landing blasting you back ever so slightly, howling winds whipping past you. Tousling both your hair and clothes into an absolute mess, the cold nipping at both of your cheeks in turn.

For a moment, you felt like a poor traveller stranded on the tops of a snow capped mountain, stuck within the merciless powerless of a snow storm. Until you caught the gaze of a pair of ember eyes in the midst of all the chaos. A small smile creeps across your lips.

Ah. It was him.

A pair of canine ears stood straight, attentive and ready. A well-muscled male stood before you, fists clenched. His stance defensive, ready for anything that might be thrown at him. He bows his head slightly in greeting, before speaking:

“Jack Howl, at your service. Your orders?”

A brief, gruff greeting. Almost like a dog’s bark, short and straight to the point. You liked that about Jack. He’ll hardly ever beat around the bush with you, unlike some other individuals and their endless riddles.

Jack was painfully honest, for the better or for the worse. Even if he tried to lie, it’ll show right up on his face. Jack was rather expressive, even if he doesn’t notice. Yes, it was this honesty that made you ever so fond of him.

“My orders? Hmm… come a little closer then, Jack. Maybe bend down a little?”

Jack blinks, confused. Yet he obliges you all the same, walking closer. Once you were happy with where he was, Jack was bending down. Low enough for your hands to reach.

“Is this alright, Master? I’m not too sure…”

Your fingertips graze over his ears ever so softly, and Jack goes silent. Glancing at his face, you scan it tentatively, looking for any signs of discomfort. As far as you could tell, there were none. Only a patch of scarlet red, spreading across his cheeks just like spilled ink.

You rub a little firmer, gently stroking his ears. Dragging your fingers from the very tip to the base of his ears. Scratching a little, before your fingers get lost in his hair, running through it as gently as you could. Jack seemed to enjoy it, if the storm his tail was whipping up behind him was any indicator.

Once your hands reached the last ends of his hair, you pull away, satisfied with your pampering. Only to have a pair of calloused fingers wrap around your wrist, slowly coaxing them towards his ears once more. Jack stares at you with a gaze filled with tender longing, pleading silently.

Please don’t stop, Master.

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[thegtlovingwritingnerd]

A Gift for the God

This scenario has been playing in my head for days now. May do another part

Your small village is located at the base of a mountain. On top of the mountain is the home of the god who protects your village. All he wants are weekly offerings to keep him content.

Your village works hard to appease the god, for they know of his wrath.

The god has the gift of the sun. Able to control fire at will.

You nervously fidget as you look at yourself in the mirror. It was your turn to make the trip up the mountain to give the village offerings to the god. You were told to make yourself look presentable and to make sure you never look the god in the eye.

You must never say anything that would offend him unless you wished to die.

You walked outside where the offerings were piled up in a cart for you to carry up the mountain. It's a half a day's journey to get to the top of the mountain, so you start your journey as the sun is just peaking over the horizon.

The journey up was a pleasant one. The air was clean and the path up to the mountain was smooth and clear to follow.

You couldn't help feel nervous as you reach the top of the mountain. What was the god like? Would he talk to you? What would you say to him? What if he didn't like the offerings? Would he be mad at you?

You get to the entrance of the home of the god.

It was bigger than you imagined...much bigger...

Your nerves only grow as you walk inside. You look around in awe. Everything was fit for a god. Paintings and furniture towered over you. You walk up to a pair of giant double-doors.

You knock three times, like you were instructed to do.

"Enter."

The doors open by themselves, shocking you. You straighten your back and keep your gaze lowered.

Not before taking a peek at the god in front of you.

He was larger than you thought. At least five times your height. Dark hair and eyes that seem to glow like the sun itself. He looked like a sculpture...

A very unamused sculpture. The god looked absolutely bored.

But in order to keep your head on your shoulders, you keep your thoughts to yourself. You take a deep breath and start walking towards him, just like you were told to do.

You feel his gaze on you as you approach him. Your stomach twists and jumps, but you keep your outward facade neutral.

"Here you are, my Lord," you say, your voice surprisingly unwavering, "The village prepared the best we could to please you."

The god sighed as he watched you approach. He was getting tired of seeing humans trembling beneath him. "What is your name, little one?"

You tell him your name, head bowed in reverence.

"Look up. I hate groveling."

You look up, surprised to see the god looking at you with such intensity that it makes your knees tremble. You couldn't help but stare back at him. It was hard not to look at him.

"You are new." he said, crossing his arms.

"Yes, my Lord. It is an honor to-"

"Please none of that. I've dealt with enough ass kissing to last me eons..."

You blink up in surprise. "O-oh...um...sorry...I-I'm just a bit nervous... I've never met a god before."

He smirks, "Is that so? Well, little one? What do you think? Do I meet your expectations?"

You nod once, still not imagining that this is happening. You are talking with a God. "Y-yes my Lord- I mean I didn't have any expecations--I didn't mean that! I uh.."

Booming laughter fills your ears. You are surprised when the god leans down to take a better look at you. "You are surely different."

Your eyes widen, "Th-thank you..."

He reaches down and wraps his hand around your body, lifting you up off the ground. "The village has surely prepared the best gifts for me today."

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[breadandblankets]

Thomas family dinners, everything from lazy meals on TV trays when everyone is too tired to cook to extended family meals for holidays, memories stocked to the brim with laughter filled kitchens and food made with love, dinners of hope and recovery and mourning and joy

duke who feels awkward and alone even surrounded by other bats because where is the warmth and love? duke who still now feels like an outsider because he is reminded that this is not his family, that his family may never come back

Thomas family dinners in the recovery process, the tentative poking around each other's new found traumas turning into a new familiarity, a new kind of living, a living that has his fellow ex robins and his parents and some of his fellow bats all milling around cups of kool aid in hand as his dad regals a gaggle of teens with his stories

a warm place where laughter echoes on the walls

home

#duke thomas #batfam #bread talk #idk what this is it's 30 to midnight im exhausted #However i am full of softness #my culture is a food culture #and to me feeding someone is the highest form of care and love #a lot of duke's appearances center around him feeling like he doesn't belong #and i want that wrapped up in my little bow #cause i don't think to him (or to me for that matter) that wayne family dinners would leave must room for feeling loved #maybe duke needs to just join the arrowfam lmao #anyway im tired take this

[doodleodds]

Happy Valentines, Akira. Happy Valentines, Asshole.

If you can’t read what Akechi’s secondary inner-dialogue says cause I obscured it too much behind his regular dialogue, here’s a transcription in panel order: Hello, you fucking- Ah- Hello, Akira! Fuck off, why should I tell you- Just a soda- there’s a new flavor.

I don’t want your shitty gift. Oh- haha! You’re so sweet.

I hope I choke. They’re lovely, thank you.

Like hell. Likewise. There’s no way it’s just a coincidence. Still though, it’s a funny coincidence.

#p5 #akeshu #akechi goro #kurusu akira #wow- me?? posting a valentines comic... actually on?? valentines????? wack. absolutely wack #it's a short one! I purposefully tried to keep it short. it was a challenge and it still ended up being 3 pages. but i blame my canvas size #also in case u can't see what akira is holding out to akechi: theyre chocolate covered strawberries on sticks! #i saw them irl and was like oh god i want those. i am going to project that feeling on my favorite characters so help me god #and now! here we are! but my shitty-ass coloring & line quality make it hard to discern them so. sorry about that lmaooooo #ANYWAY i don't do enough post-maruki stuff so. i made this one a little bittersweet. :) #why did i put akechi's scarf in a bow? honestly i dont know! i think i saw some art a while ago that did that too and i thought it was cute #well. plus i guess there's the symbolism of 'akechi being alive and reciprocating your feelings (however involuntarily) IS a gift' part #hence that hes wrapped up in a bow. like a present. :) #also god. the first panel is supposed to be akechi's reflection in a vending machine window. I could NOT get it to look right #so for reference!!! just so you guys understand!!!!!! thats what that panel is supposed to be!!! he is NOT in fact a ghost. (sigh) #hope you enjoyed and had a lovely valentines!! for my part i have eaten nothing but sweets today and hoo boy will that have been a mistake #ALSO in terms of the audience-participation comic...hopefully coming soon. if i can ever gain the will to draw it. #but at least tumblr has polls now so i can do the audience-choose-y bit without needing to use a separate website! so thats good i guess #anyway anyway anway thanks for listening to me ramble if you made it this far! have a lovely rest of your day and hopefully see u again soon

[aaronwarner]

SEOHYUN & LEE JUN-YOUNG AS JUNG JI-WOO & JUNG JI-HOO in LOVE AND LEASHES 모럴센스 (2022) dir. Hyeon-jin Park

#loveandleashesedit #kdramaedit #netflixedit #kdramasource #kdramadaily #kdramanetwork #kmovie #my gifs #* #seohyun #lee junyoung #at this rate i'm gonna end up giffing the whole movie #also the way that this is just the perfect epilogue ending for this movie?? #i thought it would leave us just with her biting him so i was prepared to be left wanting more #but this is such a perfect cherry on top #it wraps it up with a little bow showing how they're both happy enjoying an upgraded type of play and ended up falling for each other ughh

[coffeebanana]

istg half of the post-s5 finale fics i see have some sort of disclaimer in the tags or summary (or i even just saw one in the title!!) saying the fic was written because the show sucks or the finale sucked or they just hated everything about it

and it's frustrating because i probably would have enjoyed a lot of these fics! but now i'm not even going to touch them because i don't want to engage with people shitting on the show

#miraculous ladybug #ml fandom salt #like. it's okay if you didn't like the finale #if you're disappointed or wish things happened differently #and it's great to use fic as a means of writing what you wanted to see. that's the point (or at least one of the points) of fic! #but being negative af about the finale isn't going to make people who enjoyed it want to engage with your fan-creations #and that's sad because there IS so much to explore with what the finale left us #and i bet a lot of these actual fics are not salty beyond the author's note/summary/etc... #but because some people refuse to acknowledge that the finale maybe wasn't trying to wrap up everything in a nice little bow #and have decided the show is objectively awful because of it #now i don't want to engage #and i know salt isn't new in this fandom but my god can we calm down for five seconds #kayla rants

[lapis-lazuliie]

going off of my tags in the last m2d post i rb - maybe the point of the writers bolting a woman onto the boys lives was to hone in that nicole didn't need a female presence to make up a family bc she had joey & michael, two perfectly adequate and loving guardians. so allison and sarah were just for their benefit rather than their daughters if that makes sense???

#still i'm not a fan of the finale for the entire fact that 'we're a family and i'm not leaving you' theme in the bin #a lot of people argue that michael - who wasn't a fan of raising a kid - stayed with nicole in the end #while joey - who wanted to raise a kid - left to be with a woman and heR child #and like. yeah i get that of course and it's all wrapped up in a neat little sitcom bow #but it still would've been nice for the boys to be like 'hey actually why're we dating all these women anyway? all i need is right here' #but yeah idk as i said their introductions were more for the boys needs since nicole didn't actually HAVE a need for another mother #my two dads #she speaks

[buckymorelikefuckme]

i’ve spent the better part of the last 24 hours reading a fanfic that was over 200k words like i literally only napped for a little while and got right back into finishing it and like. it was so good. but now i’m like…. i need more. djsksnjs like this is why i normally don’t read these long ass fics bro i get too invested and never want it to end, it’s better for me to stick to like 30k maximum and even that is pushing it sometimes bc at least then i’ll know the story is finite and there’ll likely be a pleasing ending but them long ones??? the endings are never satisfying enough idk idk idk

#i’m delirious from lack of sleep so i’m talkin outta my ass rn #but i’m absolutely more of an instant gratification person #and i think that shows in my own fics too #i can’t drag anything out djdjsbsj i want everything to be wrapped up in a nice little bow #idk what i’m saying anymore i’m going to sleep for as long as possible now

[madigoround]

Y’all I just finished reading six of crows a few minutes ago and I don’t think I’m ever going to be able to shut up about it this is a part of my personality now and also I am desperate to scream about it to others it is so good and I put in a hold at my library for crooked kingdom yesterday but it still says in transit and I NEED to keep reading the series I have gone feral for it

#six of crows #I seriously was screaming along to a six of crows playlist on the way home losing my mind because this book is so good I am obsessed #I have so many opinions and headcanons but also #if crooked kingdom does not end wrapped up in a nice little bow with Inej as the pirate captain she deserves to be and the soc as part of #her crew and kaz as her partner in all things I will knaw at my enclosure I cannot #I will have serious words if this does not have a happy ending for all #don’t spoil anything #but also if anyone wants to come scream about this book with me I will be doing so until the end of time

[bisexualnathanyoung]

12.3k words and 1.75 years in the making but am I happy with it

#idk if I got the ending right bc idk if I wanted to wrap it up in a nice little bow or end with a joke #AAAA #AA #A #anyways I gotta take a shower #am I going to update my fic I haven’t updated in almost two years in the next 24 hours #*elijah wood voice* maybe

[stevethehairington]

cracked 10k WOOOOOOP!!

#i have also managed to connect just about everything up to the last two scenes which im still working on #but im SO happy #its coming together friendsssss #i also still have to figure out how to end this #im undecided if i should yknow have them have their moment and their first kiss and like find a nice way to wrap it up w a bow there #or if i should add a little more after that? #like its already at 10k and by the time i finish these last couple bits it'll probably be at least 11 or 12k is my guess #which is already quite long #and like ending it after the first kiss WOULD be a good place to stop it #but do i want to stop it there or give a lil more HMm #i will have to find someone who is willing to read it over for me and give me their opinion #mack writes

[chososlilprincess]

pt. 2 of Virgin Choso!! if you havent read the first part read it here and part 3

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Virgin Choso who looks at your abandoned bag in the corner of his small living room. Standing in the little apartment he moved into recently, chewing on his lip anxiously. Should he text you? you’d realize it was gone eventually, and when you give him a call to tell him, he could pretend he hadn’t seen it. It’s not because he doesn’t want to talk to you, the opposite really, but hes scared. He’d probably be weird and act awkward if you two were ever alone, if you came to retrieve your bag from his home.

You and Yuji had been at his apartment earlier that day to help him move his furniture around. He’d heard the doorbell ring and when you had finally ascended to the top floor were he resided, Yuji had given him a brotherly hug, patting his back. And you,

You.

it’s the second time he sees you after he realised what he felt for you, and it’s getting increasingly hard to be around you. Especially when you keep putting on those adorable little outfits. He can’t focus, he can hardly breathe. Yuji, that idiot, knows that fact better than even Choso himself, seeing right through his brother. Which is why the boy had invited you today to help him. To torture Choso, to make him crack.

But Choso wasn’t weak. He could hold his composure. Even when Yuji walks past him and whispers, trying to hold his laugh, “maybe cut back on the staring a little today, she might actually notice this time,”

And now he’s here, all his furniture in the right places, but your bag in the wrong. You’d went to the gym he remembers, which is why you had it with you.

When his phone rings a minute later, his heart starts beating faster, already? he calms down a little when he sees it’s Yuji who’s calling, but his ease is cut short when he answers.

“hello?”

“hi Choso, it’s me,” its you. He can hear people talking and laughing in the background, probably you and Yuji’s new friends from your Jujutsu College. “my phone went out so i borrowed Yuji’s to call you,” you say sweetly, and before you can continue, a voice way louder than yours comes through the line, “she forgot her bag on purpose!!” Yuji shouts from next to you, before someone in the group can shut him up,

“not true…” you say awkwardly and laugh “but uh, is it okay if i come and get it tomorrow after my shift? it’s gonna be a little late though, sorry for the trouble,” he can feel that tugging in his heart, he’s excited to see you again, even if it’s only because of your forgetfulness. “it uh…it is no trouble,” he says quickly,

“thank you Choso…ill see you tomorrow,” and with that you hang up, and Choso is left with the silence of his apartment and the bustle outside of tokyo city.

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He’s sitting on the couch with your bag propped up next to him, did you really leave your bag here on purpose? why would you have done that? did you want to see him too? he sighs, wishful thinking.

He stands up from the couch and the movement makes your unzipped bag fall to the floor with a thud.

He looks to the floor, bends down to put the bag back when-

oh. fuck.

Laying on the ground is your used gym clothes, a big hoodie, some shorts, a top and also…

a pair of your used panties.

he freezes, his dick jumping at the sight alone. Theyre baby blue, with a little white bow on the waistband. fuck. no. don’t.

he picks them up.

He’s only just learned about sex, about relationships and about…pleasuring himself. And he’s already a massive pervert.

what would you think of him if you knew? if you could see him right now? desperately jerking himself off on the couch, whines and groans spilling from his lips, drool sliding down his mouth. your perfect little panties wrapped around his hard cock.

He watches as his pre cum makes a mess in them. he wants to make a mess with you. He wants to see you wearing nothing else than those same panties around him,

he takes them away from his dick and brings them to his nose. And when he breathes in the scent of your pussy, He cums so hard his mind turns blank.

And it hits him when he comes down, that hes disgusting. And your panties are ruined.

how can you make him feel like this. Without any cursed energy. without beating him into the ground. youre just existing, And that fact alone makes him feel so…weak? why does he feel weak?

He decides then that he needs to tell you, Its been building up in his chest for months. He needs to tell you that hes in love with you and that he would do anything for you.

he needs to tell you he wants to bury his face in your little cunt.

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thx to everyone whos been leaving notes<33 part 3 coming!!

#choso kamo x reader #choso kamo smut #choso kamo x you #kamo choso x reader #choso smut #choso fluff #choso x you #choso x reader #choso x female reader #jjk smut #jjk x reader #jjk x you #i love him so much

[erwinsvow]

Do you think rafe would wear necklace with his girl’s initial?? Like his girl bought it as a present and i’m curious on how rafe would react 😃

"so what i'm hearin' is you got me somethin' with my own money?" rafe asks, looking down at the neatly wrapped box, a pretty white ribbon looped around it. your fingers play with the satin bow, anxious for rafe to open it.

"rafe!" you start with a whine but stop yourself. "it's the thought that counts, okay?" he laughs, taking the gift from your hands.

"sure, kid. whatever you say." he undoes the bow, setting it aside since he knows you'll want to keep it. the wrapping paper gets ripped up and off, while you protest that it could have been reused. he opens the box, looking down at a thin silver chain. there's a little pendant hanging down, the shape of your initial.

he looks up from the chain at you, waiting for his response with big eyes and parted lips. you're playing with your R necklace, the way you always do when you're nervous.

"d-do you like it? i thought we could match," you say quietly, biting you lower lip in anticipation.

"yeah?" he questions, taking the jewelry out of the box and into his hand, feeling the weight of it in his palm.

"only if you like it. you don't have to wear it, i just-"

"just what?" he looks you right in the eyes, wanting your real answer, not just you bouncing around his question from nerves.

"i just wanted to make sure everyone knows you're mine." you lip stings from where you're biting down, rafe look into your eyes.

he opens his arms, and you crawl into his lap, taking the chain from his palm and putting it around his neck, clipping it into place. you smile, pressing a kiss to rafe's cheek, his hands tight on your waist.

"got that right, kid."

#babe i adore this prompt and you so much. #thank you <3333 hope you love angel #rafe cameron #rafe cameron x reader

[yandere-daydreams]

tw - kidnapping, manipulation, mentions of physical abuse, and prolonged imprisonment.

You learn quickly that Nanami is significantly more bearable with he's playing house.

It should've been more obvious, in retrospect. If you hadn't been so terrified, so desperate not to fall into your captor's domestic delusions, you might've been more able to catch on more quickly, to realize how much softer he was when you treated him like a loving husband, rather than an obsessive stalker who had the nerve to roll his eyes when you asked if he had anything for you to wear that didn't involve bows and frills. You were slow on the uptake, but then again, he wasn't the kind of man who wore his heart on his sleeve.

His reactions weren't exactly more pronounced when your aggression started to fade, when you realized that he could barely take care of himself, let alone another person. You were skittish, eager to get in and out of the kitchen before he came home, and he was stoic, offering little more than a nod of his head and a muttered 'thank you' when he came home to find a bare-bones meal on the table or his constantly neglected apartment just a little cleaner. It took weeks for him to come to you directly; his suit jacket in one hand and spare button in the other. It should've only taken a minute to mend, but your hands shook so badly that it'd ended up taking ten. He watched over your shoulder all the while - smiling so softly, you'd been able to convince yourself that it was just your imagination.

You pretended that you didn't mind being with him, that the idea of being his stay-at-home hostage didn't make your skin crawl, and in exchange, he let you watch an hour of T.V. once a week, told you how your family and friends were dealing with your sudden disappearance. It wasn't a fair trade, but it was a trade - his domestic bliss for a handful of basic privileges, his happiness for the illusion of your freedom. When you can build up the courage, when you've recovered (or, recovered as much as you can, anyway) from the last time he bent you over his knee, you press for more. And sometimes, it works.

"I missed you," he mumbles, burying his face in the crook of your neck. His strong arms are wrapped around your waist, his posture hunched to accommodate the disparity between your heights, and you can feel warm breath on your skin, his deep voice reverberating against your throat.

"Welcome home," you say, because he doesn't like it when you lie and 'I missed you too' might've been the most dishonest thing you could've said. "You should sit down. I just started on dinner, and--"

You pause, cursing under your breath. Nanami is tired enough or kind enough to take the bait. "Make me a list." He pulls you that much closer before straightening his back and kissing your cheek. "I'll run to the store. It's the least I could do, for the only person who manages to keep my head on my shoulders."

You let a second of silence lapse between you, then another. "You know," you manage, eventually, just as Nanami starts to detangle himself from you. "Most couples spend as much time together as they can."

You can practically hear his smile. "You want to go shopping with me?"

"...am I allowed to?"

"Of course." He says it like he hadn't kidnapped you. Like he hadn't kept you locked in his sterile apartment for the better part of a year. Like he hadn't taken you by the neck and promised he'd be the only man to ever touch you again every time you questioned his intentions.

There's another kiss, this one to the corner of your jaw. Just when you think your heart might beat out of your chest, he adds, "As soon as hell freezes over and curses go extinct, I'll take you wherever you want."

You might've cried, if you didn't know how much he loved wiping away your tears.

Sometimes, it works.

Most of the time, though, he chooses to remind you whose game you're playing.

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere imagines #yandere jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen imagines #jjk imagines #yandere jjk #yandere nanami kento #nanami x reader #nanami kento x reader #yandere nanami #yanderecore #yancore