#and thank you for reminding me about how one day I went a little feral and started trying to make ‘logic’ out of how Chaos energy works

[softxsuki]

Could I request a letter for your Valentines Day Letter Event? I would love love LOVE a letter from baji. We've been friends since middle school and we became offical when we went to the same University. (He does veterinary medicine and I do art.) I'm 20 and he's 21 (dating for a couple of years at the time of him writting ir) and well... he does call me a variety of pet names depending on his mood (just wanna be call dollface/cutie). TONE: I'm thinking about a hurt to comfort letter where I get hurt/bullied (harassed and peer pressured by bullies and idk how to response bc i thought uni wasn't the place for bullying and high school drama. Guess not 💀) and he saves me but I don't respond bc i feel week and I should have done something instead of waiting for him ro come save me and I just feel undeserving of his love and isolate myself in my dorm (we live in different dorms). Baji not being sure on what to do/not wanting to pressure me (ik he isn't like this but shhh it's for the sake of the letter) write a letter expressing how much he genuinely cares for me and loves me (without it being out of character) and that I'm not alone and I have him. Location: it takes place at uni (so he slips it through underneath the door. After I read it, he comes in and we just cuddle and watch a movie (whilst hes holding me in his strong arms. He stays the night and makes me breakfast, also he "talks" to my bullies so that when I see them again they all run away 🏃 (they want no smoke). Other information: I'm usually the more affectionate one between us and like he reciprocates (was quite shy at first but warmed up to it and how he starts it... it gets a little heated sometimes if he's jealous 😳). I hope I'm not coming off as ooc by saying this (please correct me if I am). I feel like baji is somewhat reserved in public (unless he's jealous) like the most he'll do if give me a kiss or a brief hug (maybe ruffle my hair) but like o can tell he cares. I can't proprrly articulate it but he isn't just a feral troublemaker, he's more than that (acts of service - giving me water, snacks if so I don't get hungry or thirsty/reminding me to like eat and hydrate. Also I can confinde him about anything and he won't judge me for it. Also he doesn't judge me for my autism (actually G checks and fucks up anyone who tries it) and he doesn't care if I'm stimming or pacing around and like it's just really nice to not be seen as weird. Also like he's really attentive like if I'm having a shitty day he wont just not say anything, he'll pick up on it and do his dammest to make it go away. Like giving me advice (amazing if not a bit blunt), or doing what he can. Also I sometimes draw portraits and art of him bc I love him (and my hobby is art) and even if he insists I don't need to. I always make sure to buy him gifts (new cat toys/food, veterinary resources, yskisoba and snacks, etc) bc I want to give back to him.

But yeah that's all there is to it. I hope it isn't too much. Thank you for accepting my request and letting me send this in.

I hope you have a nice day. Ur amazing.

Baji's Comforting Letter to His Girlfriend

This event is now CLOSED, but you can view the masterlist for the other letters here.

| Pairing: Baji x Fem!Reader | Genre: Comfort, Fluff | Post-Type: Letter | Word Count: 1.1k|

Warnings: mentions of bullying, reader feels a little insecure

Note: Happy Valentine's Day! Hope you enjoy your letter from Baji :)

Baji feels awkward standing in front of your dorm door, his letter grasped between his fingers. You had run away from him a few days ago after he helped you out upon seeing your classmates harass you. Not knowing what to say after that, he gave you your space, but you still hadn’t reached out to him at all.

Worry filled him after your silence. Were you upset with him for some reason that he didn’t immediately reach out to you? Anxiety bubbled up within him as he stood outside your dorm room. It was Valentine’s Day and while that usually meant just staying indoors and ordering takeout with you like any other date, Baji felt like he had to do something extra for you this year to cheer you up. 

He wasn’t used to expressing his affection for you verbally, especially not in a letter since his handwriting was horrible and he couldn’t spell to save his life, but this is what lots of guys did for their girlfriends, right? Maybe it would help you feel better.

Swallowing his pride and brushing his embarrassment away, he slips the letter under your door and knocks a few times before rushing to hide behind a nearby wall so you wouldn’t see him.

You, busy sulking on your own in your dorm, jump slightly at the sudden knock on your door. You were  embarrassed that you had run away from your boyfriend after he helped you out. Of course you were grateful for his help and having him protect you like that sent butterflies erupting in your stomach, but you had let your classmates' words get to you. You felt undeserving of Baji’s love, how could you possibly deserve his attention when you were just you?

Sighing, you stand from your bed that you were wallowing away on, and approach your door, seeing an envelope in front of it. Curiously, you pick it up and see your name written on it. You look through the peephole of your dorm door but don’t see anyone outside it, opening the door slightly just to make sure no one was there, before closing it again.

You take a seat on your bed again as you open the envelope and begin to read its contents;

Hey Dollface,

Did I scare you off the other day? Or were you embarrassed that I found out you were getting picked on? You know I don’t care about things like that, but I wish you had told me yourself so I could have helped you out sooner. Don’t worry about those idiots, they won’t bother you again, in fact, no one will bother you again, I’ve made it very clear to them that they shouldn’t mess with my girl…

I’m sorry if I upset you for not running after you and giving you space. I should have looked for you and comforted you right away. But just…don’t feel like you’re alone. We’re partners, I want to share the pain you feel and I want to know when someone is bothering you so I can sort it out quickly. I love you too much to see you throw yourself down like that. If anything, I’m the one undeserving of you.

Anyway, it’s Valentine’s Day and I heard guys write stupid letters like these or something, so here it is. I really don’t get it, but if it makes you happy then good. I love you.

From,

You know who, do I really need to say it??

You smile to yourself as you read the letter, it was so like him. Super curt, straight to the point,  and probably took him forever to write out properly since the grammar and spelling were perfect. You read through the letter one more time, your eyes always stopping at his words ‘my girl’. You were his girl, despite how many times you may have thought you didn’t deserve his love, Baji would never pretend to be interested in you, he knew what he wanted, and that was you.

The only thing you’d ever picture him doing is pushing you away if you were ever in danger because of him. But he’d never lead you on and pretend to care for you, so why were you so worried in the first place?

You laugh to yourself and quickly grab your things, wanting to see him as soon as possible. Two days without being in his arms was long enough. You open your dorm door, but you definitely don’t expect to see your handsome man in front of you already. He backs you up into your dorm room and closes the door behind him, his eyes never leaving yours.

You could see his red ears, hinting as his embarrassment from his letter, but he still stood tall, his confidence never leaving. 

“Did you read it?” He asks, a hand coming up to rub your arms.

Baji had never been one to initiate affection with you, but since dating you for a while and getting used to your touchiness, he finds himself reaching out to you first now more often. He loves it.

“Mhm, thank you,” you smile, leaning in to press a kiss to his lips. “I loved it, and I love you. Thank you for stepping in the other day for me…and I’m sorry for running off on you like that without a word, I just felt embarrassed.”

He shakes his head and laughs huskily, pulling you into his arms, his chin leaning on your shoulder as he squeezes you tight, “You don’t need to apologize. It’s my job to look out for you, just know that they won’t be bothering you again. They know what’ll happen if they do.”

You hug him back, missing the feeling of having his arms around you

“I’m sure you did. Thank you,” you hum, before a teasing smile graces your lips, “Happy Valentine’s Day. Such a romantic gesture to threaten my ‘bullys’ for me.”

He groans in your neck, guiding you back to your bed where he pushes you back into the mattress, hovering over you, “Yeah yeah, Happy Valentine’s Day. As long as you’re happy.”

And happy you were as he leaned down to pepper kisses all over your face.

Your day of love was spent cuddled up together with a movie playing in the background as Baji later attempts to cook brunch since it was still early on in the day. It wasn’t perfect, but you could care less as long as you got to spend it with him, that’s all that mattered.

Posted: 2/14/2024

#tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo rev x reader #baji x reader #baji keisuke #tokyo revengers x you #tokyo revengers x y/n #tokyo rev x you #tokyo rev x y/n #baji x you #baji x y/n #tokyo revengers oneshot #tokyo rev oneshot #baji oneshot

[telomeke]

Current Tag Game

Tagged by @colourme-feral in this post – thanks dearie! 💖

Current time: 9:59am (when I started this! it's now much later but I'm not gonna re-write...).

Current activity: Had a work deadline last night so tidying up the aftermath (deleting unwanted files, etc.).

Currently thinking about: How the project submission for work went. Annoyed that I skipped gym this morning just in case there were last minute changes to the project submission and we'd have to re-submit today; but now that's not needed I'm missing legs day. Also thinking about munching on something extra because breakfast was too light (hardboiled eggs, grapes and blueberries – all originally meant as a post-swim snack, re-purposed to become breakfast since gym was canceled). Maybe fry up an omelet and sausages, or grill some salmon? 😋 Or shall I just munch on some creamy Whittaker's milk chocolate since lunch will be soon and anything heavier might spoil it? 🤔  

Current favorite song: I don't know if they qualify as favorites, but songs will enter my brainspace and then swirl around in there for a while, refusing to leave. So I'm constantly listening to them (on YouTube, not Spotify; don't have a smartphone) and/or singing along in an effort to exorcise the earworm. At the moment the playlist in my head is:

I Don't Think That I Like Her Anymore (Charlie Puth)  Charlie constantly amazes me with his superhuman ability to churn out catchy melodic turns and unusual aural takes on percussion sounds for his backing rhythms (e.g., the light switch in Light Switch). This song continues with his quirky stylings, and I'm loving the pounding bass coming in to frame the heavyweight sock-it-ta-ya message of the song's chorus after the light plaintive vocals of the introductory and intervening verses. The second (melodic) line of the chorus ("Cause they're all the same") is so simple and yet so perfectly fitting after the bold hook of the first line – I find myself asking each time I hear it how could anything else ever fit better? And then it builds and builds to a big finish, at the end of each chorus and also at the end of the song – that key change from B Major to C# Major is quite a genius step, retro yet so fresh. (But still... C sharp? 👀 OK if your electronic thingamajig can auto-transpose but hell on a trad keyboard.) I know this song is from a year ago but I'm not simply wallowing in nostalgia (oh all right, so yes I am a bit) – there is nonetheless a BL connection that first got me hooked on this. The cast of my current fave I Feel You Linger in the Air did their own take on the TikTok Kpop dance challenge of this song (linked here, with other TikToks here) and they're just so cute dancing along. Nonkul attempts a little elbow jab in homage to the original choreo, while Bright gives up after a couple of bars and just goes on doing alternating wrist twirls like those you sometimes see in Southeast Asian dance… 🤣 Alee and Tian seem like they're having fun, as does Attila, but who knew Khun Robert could actually look this good, all goofy and charming when he smiles doing a silly little jig?

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All I Want for Christmas is You (Mariah Carey)  Ever since Ms. Mariah broke her icy containment after Halloween (see this video here 😂) I've been singing along, getting in the mood for carols, fruitcake and Christmas decorations because it reminds me of time spent with (departed) family. Happy because those are happy times worth recalling, but also bittersweet because those loved ones are no longer around.

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One of Your Girls (Troye Sivan)  While I tend to feel a pinch of resentment whenever Aussies of European origin seem to get opportunities in the West more easily than non-white people do, I have to remind myself it's the system and not the talent that is at fault. So credit where credit is due and I'm a fan of what Troye has done with this and his earlier releases (like his video with PP Krit 😃😍). One of Your Girls is just so beautiful and languid as it teases with its message, and consistently Troye is breathtakingly beautiful and languid in the video, teasing us with an offering of the forbidden. I'm feeling things I never thought I would. 😮 The choreography is pretty daring too. (Especially that crotch flare – where did they tuck the dangly bits? I'm wincing as I watch.) Also shout-out to all the different representation with the models. 😍

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Then I'm Gonna Give You Up (Rick Astley)  This is Rick Astley spoofing Rick Astley (more explanation linked here) and just so funny. Especially since the original song is already iconic on Tumblr.

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Fast Car (Luke Combs)  Another nostalgia trip, this is an absolutely stellar rendition of the already phenomenal original by Tracy Chapman. Almost like Marc Cohn's Walking in Memphis with its sense of urgency and of bottled emotions about to explode, maybe just a shade less of Marc's full-throated growl in Luke's voice, but earthshaking nonetheless. In these 21st century times (and in my corner of the world where BL and queer rep cross my dash all the time) I love that Luke (a married man with a wife and two kids, looking for all we know like the straightest of the hets) didn't change Tracy's line "So I work in the market as a checkout girl", paying homage to the original and smashing at the gender-obsessives everywhere in a quietly powerful way.

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Currently reading: My language study textbooks; not much time for anything else though I do miss having a good work of fiction to keep me company whenever the slate of Thai drama dips in quality.

Currently watching: I Feel You Linger in the Air – a really impressive work, solidly-grounded in its universe with overhanging familial, social and political intrigue that threatens to overshadow (but never really does) the chemistry between Khun Yai and Jom.

I've fallen in hard love with this and just hope that Tee Bundit will display the wisdom associated with his name (for those as linguistically-obsessed as I am, Bundit is the homologue for pundit in English, pandit in Hindi and pendita in Malay) and wrap up the finale with more finesse than he has done on his other shows. (Something tells me though that the sense of foreboding you get while watching IFYLITA is partly due to the dread that Tee is going to rush and stumble through the last bits, leaving viewers less than satisfied with the ending like he did with Lovely Writer, Hidden Agenda and Step by Step.) However this goes, I'm a new fan of Nonkul and Bright's acting, and can't wait to see more of them.

As to what else I'm watching – I'm still trying to finish Only Friends, if only to be able to say that I've finally watched a Jojo show all the way to the end. It's not for me, though it has some moments that shine (like Neo's performance, and all the shirtless scenes) but I struggle to find anything that satisfies on a more cerebral level. I'm not opposed to sensuality and messy drama being foregrounded over more intellectual underpinnings (all hail KinnPorsche) but for me it doesn't go earthy and raw enough to make up for whatever else it doesn't do.

Current favorite character: Pat and Pran from Bad Buddy will always be on this list, but because I'm currently enjoying IFYLITA I'm sure I've been visited by Por Jom, Khun Yai, Khun Ueangphueng, Ba Prik, Ming and Khun James in my dreams lately (and also a certain racing piglet 🤣).

Current WIP: All in my head, but I have a final wrap-up post on Bad Buddy locations percolating, as well as one on the graphics in the show (that give us hints of Pat and Pran's interior worlds).

Tagging names I've seen more than once cross my dash and/or notes:

@neuroticbookworm @airenyah @alexis-mika @belladonna-and-the-sweetpeas @wen-kexing-apologist @twig-tea @pandasmagorica @respectthepetty @dribs-and-drabbles @waitmyturtles @dimplesandfierceeyes @writerwithoutsound @bengiyo @grapejuicegay @lamonnaie @lurkingshan @callipigio @italianpersonwithashippersheart @recentadultburnout @kattahj @theheightofdishonor @fiddlepickdouglas @dc-alves @brazilian-whalien52 @slayerkitty @silvercrystal1 @dudeyuri @ranchthoughts @suni-san @chawarin-panich @lurkingteapot @solitaryandwandering

and anyone else who'd like to play. 😍 Apologies if you've already been tagged; point me to your post if so! And apologies if I've forgotten to mention anyone; if I follow or if you follow me please know you are loved and do play along if you wish! 💖

Also a special tag carved out for the lovely @visualtaehyun as a part-apology; you've tagged me before on a couple of other games and I wrote out about half of my replies – but then work deadlines became urgent and got in the way. Ruefully I had to abandon those posts (especially since they're now weeks out of date). So this is my way of saying thanks for tagging me on those tag games, sorry for not replying, and I hope you'll play along with this one because I love getting to know like-minded people on Tumblr! 💖

#tag game #current tag game #YouTube

[soliloquent-stark]

Hi!!! I’m working to create a more vibrant community for stony fans so tell me:

Favorite stony headcanon

Canon moment/interaction that makes you feral

Three most recent stony fics you read and why you liked them!

hii, thank you for sending this and for keeping the fandom active <3

favorite stony headcanon: i might use this in a fic at some point but i headcanon this — when tony died, the housing port/reactor light died with him, but it didn't when he simply gave it to steve. this makes sense as it's connected to his body and probably scans for his body signature in proximity. but! we know he has satellites that connect to his suits, as seen when he deploys one to peter, and we also know friday is able to scan his vitals. so, technically, if the feedback goes through the satellite, it all eventually connects to the housing port.

this means that even if the port is far from him, as long as he's alive, the nanoparticles are active and sending signals to the satellite, and the light stays on. well, guess who conveniently forgot to return the port after everything that went down in space, and proceeded to keep it on him for five years just as a reminder and reassurance that tony is alive. :)

canon moment/interaction that makes you feral: for some reason, all i can think about lately is put. on. the. suit and that does make me feral, especially the little waist touch that follows it. 🤭

three most recent stony fics you read and why you liked them:

Bring Him Home by seventymilestobabylon: i reread this the other day and oh my GOD, the angst is so beautiful. i can't resist a good civil war fic and the way tony's brain works in this one is so fascinating. it's just amazing in every way. ❤️‍🩹

Even My Phone Misses Your Call by rainbowninja167: i read this because @kandisheek recommended it and i loved it! it was so funny and fluffy, it really felt very comforting. i especially adore steve in it. 🥹

The Michelin Man by copperbadge: currently (finally) going through the foodieverse and i have nothing to say besides *incoherent noises*; it's honestly such a fun world and i am living for it. my favourite thing about the series is how visual and vibrant everything is, it's really an immersive experience and i'm in awe. ❤️

#yay fandom stuff #answered

[winterwhisperz-blog]

hi hi!! hope you’re doing well :]

i was wondering if you could just do some general Mhin hcs? nothing in particular i just haven’t seen much written about them and bby needs some more love

thank you and have a wonderful day/night :]

YES OMG, tysm for this ask because I love Mhin so much—definitely think they deserve more attention—WHICH I SHALL DO MY BEST TO PROVIDE (also ty I hope you have a wonderful day/night too :D)

Again, hopefully these haven’t been done before—my memory sucks and I consume a lot of media so I might accidentally repeat stuff I’ve seen 💔

ALR LES GO

Warnings: None I think

General Mhin Headcanons

Plays the piano- OKAY HEAR ME OUT-

Imagine Mhin playing the piano, maybe because music helps them express their emotions better-maybe I’m just projecting but Mhin seems to have a harder time expressing how they feel through words(twins??) so they turn to music.

And maybe they also play music because it calms them down, and helps them stay grounded. Also it just paints such a pretty picture and I JUST LOVE IT SO MUCH

LIKE IMAGINE THEM PLAYING FOR U

Okay I’ll move on because I’ll probably become feral if I think about this too much

Ahem ahem

Had two pet cats—named Nyxia (meaning night sky EEEEEE) and Estella (star- or divine strength)

Like maybe they’ve always fed strays, and one time they even adopted two that followed them home.

One, probably Estella, was white and fluffy—and Nyxia was all black and silky.

Mhin is a cat parent, and now all cats flock to them

NOW SPEAKING OF STARS

Mhin LOVES STARS—and is interested in astrology

Before they became a hunter or before everything went downhill for them, it would’ve been rlly cute if Mhin was studying astrology and was RLLY getting into it

Like they’re such a nerd for the night sky and space and constellations and it’s SO CUTE because they’ll talk about this stuff for HOURS if people would let ‘em

I would let them 😇

Alr Alr Alr next one—

Unlike fellow Touchstarved LI—Mhin can cook.

Like they don’t usually have time to cook something extravagant—but when they do—Omg their meals are TOP TIER

They know how to spice things JUST right, and make the best desserts (though be careful—these are packed with sugar and sometimes are overly sweet)

They also cook special animal-safe food for the cats. Cute lil fish treats.

AWWWWWWWW

Okie this one is inspired by the Love Quiz thing and Mhin’s results.

Loves Spooky stories and exploring said spooky places—they have a weird love for the genre and ghost hunting too

They also come up with the best spooky stories and they tell them with the most deadpan expressions so no one ever knows if they’re true or not 💀

OKAY OKAY OKAY OKAY SO

Definitely the type of person that would randomly hand you a pretty rock that reminded them of you. (Without saying it did- you just get a random rock and look at them like “Thanks? 😳” ) you return the favor by handing them random mushrooms and snails

They do this for anyone they like. Kuras has a nice little collection of rocks in a secret drawer

Though they love cats and cats love them— BIRDS, are another story

Birds and Mhin don’t get along (A slight hint at their monster form but also because CROWS KEEP STEALING THEIR PRETTY ROCKS)

Perfect person to explore with, THEY LOVE EXPLORING. And since they can slide into the shadows and waltz around without being detected most of the time—they know a LOT of places, and definitely more secret exits and entrances(they’ll show you them at some point)

EEEEEEEEEEE

ALR, WE ARE DONE

Tysm again for the ask !! Mhin is just— GAHHHHHH

I think they’re my second favorite LI, RLLY EXCITED FOR THEIR ROUTE OMG

They are just such a nerd but can also kick ur butt and I just think that’s cool.

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed those! And have a wonderful day, listen to a playlist full of your favorite songs, do things that make you happy, and get a bunch of fun compliments! (When the Sun’s missing from the sky, flowers turn to you instead !! 🫶 hehe, there I helped with that one- OKAY BYE NOW LOVE U)

#touchstarved headcanons #touchstarved #touchstarved game #touchstarved mhin #ask response #thanks for the ask! #answered asks #virtual novel #mhin

[shirogane-oushirou]

HI RO <333 🌱🎵💗 how about those with ren hehe >:3c

HI NICK my friend nick!!! 😊✨💕i hope you're having a nice day today hehe~ thank you for sending these in particular -- that last one made me Confront The Stubborn, Long-Internalized Cringe, but it's nice to get it out and not feel so self conscious about it 🤗 constantly growing and evolving etc!!

🌱 Who was your first F/O?

if we're talking like "fictional crush that i sometimes imagined myself with when i was itty bitty"? speed racer aksjndkjn. remembering that a few months ago made me feel ANCIENT. but if we mean "purposefully creating an oc or self insert to ship with a character," either at.em or yami ba.kura from yu.gioh u___u technically i selfshipped with several yu.gioh characters, but one of those two was the first. first thing i learned to draw after getting my first "how to draw manga" book was kissing, SPECIFICALLY so i could make my oc stand-in(s) kiss them LMAO. and then i went FERAL when i found out about their early incarnations, WHEW. changed my brain chemistry. i developed So Many Preferences in future f/os thanks to them ;;;;;;;

🎵 List three songs that remind you of your selfship.

"Chasing Clouds" by Bad Computer & Danyka Nadeau "Nearly Witches (Ever Since We Met)" by P!ATD (same hat w you and rika kjsndkjn shaking your hand) "You Spent All Your Love" by Mega Mango

💗When did your F/O first say ‘I love you?’

for doc! and v! ren this gets into "i haven't killed all of my internalized cringe" territory but uh. never gonna kill the cringe until i voice it!!!!!!!! do or die!!!!!!! 💥💥💥 their version of my s/i is one that i've had for ~17 years??? who's like a verse hopper (created for gur.ren lag.ann and oc shipping back in the 00's. WHEW...). i've known him for like... 8-10 months, dated for 6 or 7. due to verse hopping mechanics, i'm thrown out of his verse -- we knew it'd happen, we just weren't sure when -- and he wasn't able to work up the nerve to confess beforehand, despite keeping a ring in his pocket for months. it isn't until i find my way back after A Not Insignificant Amount Of Time (from his end; for me it was a day-ish) that he finally gets the words out, because he doesn't want to let things slip through his fingers again. r!ren does it MUCH faster KJNSAKFJN. it's maybe a few months into dating? autistic rizz strikes and i'm the first to let slip that i love him after a little Private Time, because i want to make sure i understand what our relationship is, and he IMMEDIATELY tells me he loves me back and wants to spend the rest of the day being gross and snuggly and cuddly and romantic and kissing my neck like a little weirdo 🙄🙄🙄<- loves it. idk, writing it out like this, my and r!ren's vibe is so Normal People Normally Dating In A Normal Way compared to any of my other ships lmao ;;;;

(ask game)

#ljsndkjfnk posting it!! getting it out!! not gonna let it continue to rot in my brain and make me feel like i can't talk about later bits #of doc! and v!ren plot!!! ARGH!!! #it also plays a part in my gray and raven verses... as well as most of my oc plots so. gotta get it out at some point!!! #📌 [ my posts. ] #[ asks. ] #[ oomfies ; nick. ] #🍄 [ lying on the blade of an emotion. ] #🦦 [ can't escape it. ] #🧃 [ who is in control. ] #🐐 [ been up all night. ] #✨ [ oc lore. ]

[is-on-its-way]

If I were the king of the world

Episode: s05e04 Detour 

Everyone knows the lyrics to Joy to the World, a pity they cut Scully off early in one of the cutest scenes ever.

Part of the Scully is a human Series

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“Joy to you and me” she sang the last line of the chorus

She hesitated, knowing the next lines of the song all too well from that one year at a summer camp in Pennsylvania. Eight girls scream signing in their cabin late at night, jumping on beds when it came on the radio, titillated by the “dirty” lyrics. Always getting caught by their counsellor, who sometimes when she was in a good mood and it wasn't too late, joined in the singing with them.

She hesitated, singing them to the air in her cabin at age ten was different than singing them to Mulder. Mulder who she unbidden had thought of more and more often during and after her cancer. Mulder who seemed so broken at the thought of losing her, Mulder who was so supportive, the only one she felt comfortable telling at first. The only one who hadn’t made her feel badly about the way she wanted her treatment to go. Who had not guilted her, had respected her throughout so fully.

Sometimes she had to look away from the sight of him because the fluttering in her chest threatened to burst out fully fledged as some sort of winged animal.

Mulder quipped “verse” in that boyish voice he used when he wanted to be cute and get his way. He did know how to get his way with her. She smiled and started the song again.

Jeremiah was a bullfrog Was a good friend of mine I never understood a single word he said But I helped him a-drink his wine And he always had some mighty fine wine Singin' joy to the world All the boys and girls now Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea Joy to you and me

Mulder shifted as if waiting to see if shed go on. She sang

And if I were the king of the world Tell you what I'd do I'd throw away the cars and the bars and the war Make sweet love to you

Mulder turned on her lap with some effort so he could look up at her in the night, the moon bounced off his eyes making them almost glow. Her hand rested on his chest now, he didn’t seem bothered by it.

She went on, finishing Joy to the world All the boys and girls Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea Joy to you and me

“Thank you Scully." He said finding her hand and squeezing it. She felt a pang of adrenaline and her heart sped up.

“Well we are in the middle of the wilderness, no cars or bars here.” He said

“Technically, this could be classified as a war Mulder, or at the very least a battle.” she said matter-of-factly.

“You veto all my ideas”

“You vetoed mine last night” she smiled.

He tilted his head to the side looking at her in the moonlight.

“Technically we’re not in a motel so this isn’t considered fraternizing” He said a touch more seriously than Scully was comfortable with.

Her cheek flushed red. She thanked the darkness. She pushed his messy hair from his face. She loved his long hair, she absentmindedly kept stroking it looking around for any signs of movement.

“I don’t know about you but this has been quite the team building experience. Much better than some dumb conference.”

“Yes Mulder, almost getting killed in the dark of night, by god knows what, beats a warm comfy bed any day, and possibly a jacuzzi.” She continued the sarcasm competition, cursing herself for actually enjoying it.

“I knew you were a rough and tumble kinda woman.”

Again she blushed. Her father used to be so proud of her for being a tomboy. He’d say ‘That ones a wild one.’ with a laugh. She hadn't been reminded of that in a long while. Maybe that was the reason she so enjoyed working these thoroughly weird cases. She was just that little semi feral girl at heart.

“Maybe” she said lost in thought.

He reached up to her cheek and she leaned her head into his hand looking back down at him.

“Sing another song Dana?” He asked softly.

“What do you want me to sing?”

“Know any Elvis? If we’re about to be murdered in the trenches, Id like this to be spiritual” He dropped his hand and found hers again playing with her fingers.

Scully scoffed and rolled her eyes, but searched the recesses of her mind, she wasn’t as big a fan of Elvis as he was

Blue moon You saw me standing alone Without a dream in my heart Without a love of my own Blue moon You knew just what I was there for You heard me saying a pray for Someone I really could care for Wooo wooo Without a love of my own Blue moon You saw me standing alone Without a dream in my heart Without a love of my own Mmm mm mm mm mm mm mm

He had tucked his face into her stomach and was sleeping already snoring softly still gripping her hand. She smiled to herself and picked up her gun in her other hand listening to the bugs playing a symphony and for anything out of the ordinary.

End.

#x files #msr #msr fanfic #mulder x scully #dana katherine scully

[hotchley]

🐨 Ayyy, first week of work! So far it’s been chasing 4-year-olds around the park in 100 degree (F) heat. But they’re adorable, and sweet, so it’s fun. I bike to work, so the weather isn’t ideal, haha. I get some serious helmet hair.

I did not in fact get into that acapella group, sadly, which sucks cause it is totally like Pitch Perfect and it’s so cool! I had two callbacks but didn’t get it in the end, sadly.

We still have karate in the summer, so my dad and I have been doing some teaching. Our orange belts are absolutely feral and it’s hilarious. They tell us the most random stuff when it is not at all random. Last week, our head instructor and I were demonstrating something, and then a little kid goes “my feet are cold” and we’re like “??? Okay, but reverse punches?”

My whole family has been watching this show called Ted Lasso together. My parents watched it, and then I did, and I would watch in the living room so my brother joined a few times. It’s just so optimistic and nice. It’s like forty-minute increments of restored faith that things might all actually turn out okay, and a reminder that the world needs more kindness than any one person can give, but that’s just all the more reason to give out every bit of kindness that we can. It also means that occasionally, my dad and I will chant “he’s here, he’s there, he’s every-fucking-where! Roy Kent!” around the kitchen because it’s a very catchy cheer.

I met my older brother’s girlfriend! She’s from a different state—they met at college—so she stayed with us for a few days, and it was very fun! I feel like it’s a Rule that the girlfriend and the little sister must form an alliance. We exchanged embarrassing stories about my brother. He regretted ever introducing us. It was great!

So yeah, that’s basically life over here. Best of luck with your exams! And the strangers infringing upon your day of rest. Both are rough, and you have my sympathy. I remember doing my AP exams last month…testing is tiring. But you’re one of the wisest people I know, and hard-working, so I have complete faith that you’ll be alright :)

Oooh how exciting! I had to do the conversion- which is how I've learnt that I can't spell celsius- and wow that really is hot! Aww it does sound like fun! Ugh I'm actually so annoyed that I never learnt to ride a bike it sounds like so much fun!

Aww, I'm sorry. I hope you feel better about it and just remember that there's nothing wrong with rejection. I had a teacher that used to say there was no such thing as failing because it just meant you tried something out there and it went a bit wayward. But then my brain went to... other places because of wayward and yeah

Oh that also sounds like a lot of fun! Kids are actually hilarious <3

Aww it does sound like a very good show. I like that. I think it always comes back to there being no reason to be mean because why would you bother? And that people deserve softness and it's not a bad thing.

Ahh yes the alliance! I'm glad you two get on and it must be so much fun being able to gang up on him together

Aww thank you. I have four to go, I finish in the morning and then I'm going to be brave and give my textbooks back and say goodbye. There will probably be tears when I go to my history teacher because I'm determined to say a bit more of an eloquent thank you than: "*name of grief counsellor* and I were talking because of course that's what you do we can hardly sit in silence and she said-" "sorry, who?"

The strangers were actually not too bad. She got me a jewellery box, which was very kind, and although I was tired and actually miserable- I had been crying and then my mum got involved which was... debatable in how helpful it was because yeah anyways, it was nice enough.

It's absolutely exhausting!

Thanks friend, I'll be holding onto that as we hit the home stretch. Four days. That's all that's left. And yes it's sad, but it's exciting because I can find volunteering and do my writing and my instagram and read things!

#🐨anon #koala kate #people talk to me

[frogkitchen-the-archive]

life feels hard and unforgiving sometimes so here’s some highlights just from a single day from last week to remind anyone out there that life is still worth living and enjoying, and there are plenty of kind people :)

I stopped at the grocery store (different from where I work) to kill time waiting for my second bus. I found some jeans in the clothing section, but wanted to know how much they were, so i went to the dressing rooms where two older women working then had a friendly battle to see who could log into their scanner first to check the price, it was really fun

After the second bus, theres a short half mile walk to my work, and as i was passing by businesses on the way (it was like 9:30am), one fast food worker opened her window (the drive thru was empty) and waived for me to come over. I ran over and she said she loved my outfit and asked where I got my stuff so I told her the goodwill I go to and where the best clearance stuff I find is. It’s also been heavily raining recently so I told her where the best raincoats are in town

I’m at work doing my (retail) job, and a lady asks me for help. She starts apologizing (a lot) because she couldn’t find an exact photo of what she was looking for, and I told her she doesn’t need to apologize at all! I said if she wanted to stop reflexively apologizing all the time, she can change up the words she uses like I do. When I’m doing something and it takes a while, I say “thank you for helping me/ thank you for waiting,” and it usually works really well. It’s also my job to help people find things in the store so there’s no need to feel guilty about asking for help! In the end I found the bookshelf she wanted and she said that it was good advice that she wants to practice more

Whenever I find something broken or unusable, i bring it up to the front desk and put a sticky note on it saying what’s wrong, usually with a little frowny face. My manager saw me doing this finally and said “so its YOU who’s been leaving this stuff up here!” And i was like oh no! Do you want me to stop? And she replied “nah, honestly I think it’s funny and I like finding this stuff up here. Just wish people would stop breaking our shit.” This new note was on a open bag of chips and said “someone was eating me like a feral animal and then decided to leave the bag :( “

Sometimes when someone breaks an item, especially glass or ceramic, they feel bad and start to try to clean it up themselves. I, trying to be as friendly as possible but still firm, go “NOOO nO don’t touch it, sTOPP >:0 its sharp you need to stay safe” in the most silly way possible to try to distract from the fact that they feel bad. I call for someone to grab a broom and guard the broken pieces while looking at the customer like 👀 dont you dare touch any of the pieces this isn’t your job LOL. I know how quickly one small thing (dropping & breaking something at the store) can really hurt your mood (speaking from experience) so Im very over-the-top silly when it comes to cleaning these accidents. Dropping shit happens! Don’t feel bad lol im rushing in to clean it up >:)

While at the front of the store I was approached by an older man and he said, “I’m sorry if this comes off as rude, but where is the nearest real grocery store?” And when I tell you i SNORTED and said “nah that’s not rude, I don’t get any of my meat or produce from here,” and told him the nearest store with actual fresh produce and meat was a little bit further down the street.

Whenever I’m working and friends come in, they pretend not to know me to some degree so I can put on my retail face for a moment and “help” them while they tell me briefly about their day :) and then I actually tell them wherever the stuff they’re looking for actually is located in the store lol

I get asked pretty frequently how I do my hair and how I get it to stay like that, (medium length curly hair that actually holds its curls), to the point where I made a little diagram i keep on my phone of my routine + products I use and recommend, and show it to them to take a picture of or airdrop it to them :) 

It was close to closing for the front cafe department (i am trained for multiple departments and switch during the day sometimes lol) and one of our last customers for the night was very unsure of what she wanted to drink. Since we throw out most of the tea for the night, i broke out the little sample cups and let her try allll of them so she could narrow down her choices. Halfway through trying them, she asked “do you do this all the time?” And I was like “no, usually it’s too busy, but we’re about to close and I want you to get a good experience & drink out of this” :) she laughed at that and decided on a peach tea lemonade w/ another fruit drink mixed in it.

Leaving work I went to say goodbye to a handful of my coworkers, as per my routine, and my one coworker always gives me a cup of whip cream and a fork. I never asked her to do this but she’s started it as part of her routine so I’ve accepted it into mine. I take the cup home with me and put the whip cream on a little bowl of fruit every night :)

#remember! im not trying to romanticize retail. im only saying that even though i work this i still try to find as much joy as i can :) #and i think that’s important for a lot of people to try and do. it doesnt fix everything but its a gentle reminder that you are living #im not working my dream job by any means but i try to find good parts about it while im here in this moment #ok to rb :) #long post #maybe delete later? #maybe not LOL

[milolunde]

Do you mind expanding on your HC about sonic and chaos energy ? So intrigued to hear , sorry if you’ve already explained this before

👁 I don’t mind at all

This got longer than I though it would so…

TL;DR: Sonic is wary of corruption after the events of Perfect Chaos and Sonic X’s SA2

The entire headcanon stems from the fact that one day I was thinking about Sonic and about the Chaos Emerald in general and tried to think of the times Sonic had actually used the Chaos Emerald’s powers outside of going super.

I couldn’t really think of anything other than his race with Shadow on the ARK in SA2.

Characters still can use Chaos powers; Shadow uses his Chaos spears in X and, for a more recent example, uses Chaos Control in the IDW comics. He seems to have a good relationship to the emeralds and their power. A relationship that we don’t see Sonic have with the emeralds, despite being more experienced in their use.

So, why?

Really, I think it’s just a thing Sonic stopped and really thought about. Something that Shadow has probably though of, but doesn’t seemed phased by as far as his actions go.

That’s corruption by the Chaos emeralds. As cheesy as it is, the emeralds have a balance of positive and negative that helps power them. Either one or both of these can be used, but using the pure negative energy, as we see with Final Chaos, can make you lose yourself. Negative emotions are just like that.

I think those events from SA1 and SA2 (more specifically, SA2 from Sonic X, ahem, Dark Sonic) and even the events of Unleashed (both the comics and the game) is what made Sonic realize, he’s not that above corruption*.

[*for the case of Unleashed, the comics aid it better. In the games Chip tells Sonic that his heart is too good; He’s too genuine to be overtaken by Dark Gaia, and that’s why he didn’t lose himself. In the comics, Sonic lost his shit the first time he transformed, damn-well nearly killing Mighty:

…or at least seriously injuring him since a lot of Sonic characters aren’t allowed to die.]

And the Chaos emeralds are… Chaotic in nature. It’s their namesake,

-Dr. Starline (IDW) about the Warp Topaz in comparison to the Chaos Emeralds

“[The Chaos Emeralds’ power] can change given the situation or their usage.”

We’ve seen this happen twice, as I recall off the top of my head, in Sonic. First, with Perfect Chaos only harnessing the negative powers of the Chaos emeralds,

And with Sonic himself,

Given the situation, given the need for the power, given the headspace Sonic was in, is all why I believe Dark Sonic happened.

After all,

“Chaos is power… Power enriched by the heart,” -Tikal’s prayer, SA1

It’s up to the unifier what happens with the Chaos Emeralds. Sonic doesn’t want that to ever happen again.

He’s no scientist and all of his knowledge, though reliable because how else do you study Chaos, comes from experience, Sonic has the gut feeling that if he were to overuse the Chaos Emeralds or start using their power, as he sees, selfishly, that that could happen again.

So yeah. That’s why I don’t think Sonic uses Chaos Control and that all whilly-nilly after SA2.

I am very bad at closing “essays”. [Closing Thesis]

#long post #thank you for letting me talk #and thank you for reminding me about how one day I went a little feral and started trying to make ‘logic’ out of how Chaos energy works #in the sonic universe #I have yet another theory #in my brain #about how the fake emeralds can work in the first place #but uhhhhh #not tonight #sonic #sth #dark sonic #sonic the hedgehog #please don’t read this too hard #I didn’t proof read because I don’t proof read #ever #so if it’s ‘not a good essay’ or theory or whatever #you are correct

[library-of-ohara]

anon asked: hello lovelies 🤍 so excited to see this event! If I may, could I request a platonic eldest sister reader x ASL brothers? It could take place in any time and with any event you want, whether it be when they're small or when they're all set out into the world, and it could range from ridiculously fluffy to angsty (but with a good ending, please). I'm just excited to see what you'd do with it, so you have free range!

a/n: written by Lale (@childofblackmaria) <3 as an eldest sister this request just spoke to me on a different level; and i love those little goofballs with my whole heart. GOTTA PROTECC. as requested no unresolved angst, i kept it light and fluff! thank you for this cute request!

word count: 906

🧡 (platonic fluff) ASL brothers with an elder sister

you were the first kid under Dadan’s watch, dropped of by your self-declared grandpa Garp despite you clinging to his leg, begging him to not leave you there alone with the mountain bandits

it was a lonely place out there for a little kid, but it all changed when Garp showed up again a few months later with a toddler in his arm

that’s how you met Ace and from one day to the other became a big sister

growing up together, you always watched over the boy, protecting him from all the dangers the mountains held until he was old enough to do it on his own (which was quite soon - he and his metal pipe were unstoppable) 

Ace was a grumpy boy, you knew about his past but he never wanted to talk about it which you respected, but still found subtle way to let him know that you were here

you both made friends with Sabo, the nobles kid who was nothing like them and soon the three of you were inseparable

now you had two feral brothers with an iron pipe and anger issues

but oh boy how sweet they could be once you all settled down for the night, huddled together under a blanket, the three of you against the world 

you were always a bit worried for your brothers as they were drawn to trouble and mischief, but you also knew you could rely on them no matter what

when you were not with them, they often brought you little treasures from their raids, small jewelry that reminded them of you, fresh pastries they stole, flowers they picked from someone’s garden

a few years had passed when Garp showed up again with another boy, younger than the three of you and you immediately were fond of him

he was like the sun, shining so brightly, you wondered how anyone could ever think badly of him

Ace was not pleased at all about the new arrival and was gone longer than usual ever since Luffy appeared

you tried to mediate between your brothers but also figured that some things just take time, which is why you let them be and gave them space to settle things on their on, all while watching over all three of them the best you could

you were there to tend Luffy’s wounds when he came back from the jungle all beaten up and bruised and you listened to Ace rant about how annoyed he was, rubbing his back consolingly

Sabo and you often meet up secretly, discussing and exchanging information about the other two and how they seemed to get along, agreeing that it was best to let them be while keeping an eye on both

only after the incident with Porchemy things got better, when you and your brothers came to Luffy’s rescue, the four of you fought side by side for the very first time, protecting each other fiercely

from then on the quartet of you became infamous throughout whole Goa Kingdom, causing trouble and mischief wherever you went, inseparable

you loved your little brothers with your whole heart, feeling the proudest when they called you their big sister, until one day the four of you made a pact over sake to make it “official”

even though you might not be related by blood you’ll be siblings forever

you made a promise to each other: sailing the world at the age of 17

being the oldest, you knew you’d be the first one to set sail then and the thought of leaving them behind hurt you, but you also knew in your heart that they would find you again no matter how big and stormy the sea was

and they did, one after the other, each reunion full of tears and laughter, some of shock, but all as if only a day had passed since you last saw each other again

you never want to let them go ever again, wrapping your arms around them so tightly (also wondering when all of them got so tall) and whispering how glad you are to see them again and how much you missed them

Ace buries his face in the crook of your neck, letting you hug him for what feels like an hour, his heart sighing in relief to be with the person again who was the first to give him a glimpse of what it feels like to be loved; introducing you to his crew one by one, wanting everyone to meet his awesome big sister

the reunion with Sabo is blurry as tears shoot in your eyes, in disbelief you grab his face and cry out loud; for so long you had thought he was dead and you both whisper apologies over and over again, for not looking out for him and for forgetting you temporarily, but it all doesn’t matter now that you’re both here now

seeing Luffy again fills your heart with so much joy as he wraps his gummy arms around you multiple times, rubbing his cheek on yours, his laughter warming your heart like sunshine does; he is so excited to introduce you to his crew, babbling how you raised him and how strong you are

they all carry your bounty poster with them, presenting it proudly everyone who asked, bragging about their big sister

you love your found family and they love you so, so dearly

#portgas d. ace #monkey d. luffy #revolutionary sabo #asl brothers #one piece reader insert #one piece fluff #platonic fluff #luffy #one piece comfort #sabo #sabo the revolutionary #one piece scenario #one piece imagine #one piece headcanons #childofblackmaria

[love-of-fandoms]

The Dream (Seraphim + Reader)

Blood of Zeus Seraphim Oneshot requested by AbysswalkerAstraea on AO3

Pairing: Seraphim + Reader

Word Count: 3831 Words

Warnings: Breeding Kink (if you squint), Praise Kink, Size Kink, Dumbification, Crying, Size Difference, Penatrative Sex, Oral Sex (F Receiving), Blood(v little it's from a bite during sexy times)

It was the dream again.

A polis was on fire. Screams could be heard all around as he strode through the carnage. People were running from him, looking over their shoulders in terror. The spear was thrumming in his hand, begging to be loosed unto the poor grecians in his path, hungry for blood, but he gripped it tightly.

Because you were running. Not away from him, but toward him. A group of demons pursued you, feral grins on their faces from the thrill of the chase. He adjusted his stance, squaring his shoulders-

He woke up.

Seraphim was in his tent, chest heaving up and down. A thin layer of sweat coated his body, and he growled in frustration. He had been having this same dream since he was a boy, and it had always confused him. As he got older, things began to make more sense. When he was a boy, he had thought he might have been a hero, some strapping soldier who was there to save the mystery maiden. Then he… changed.

Now he knew what the demons were, and why the polis was on fire. In fact, it seemed as though if his dream was prophetic, it would happen soon.

And he knew who you were now.

A human who lived in isolation, in a cabin in the forest near his camp. He had first encountered you helping a lost bear cub back to its mother. You had been terrified of him, hiding behind the bears, who arranged themselves protectively in front of you, and Seraphim found himself repulsed by the idea of killing you.

The bears defending this woman reminded him of his mother and the bears he grew up alongside. So instead of loosing his spear on you, he had spoken to you.

Since that day, Seraphim sought you out whenever he found himself in or near the forest, and everytime he visited your cabin, you warmed up to him just a little bit more.

The furs covering Seraphim’s cot were flung aside as he grabbed his spear and rushed out of his tent. Since meeting you, whenever he had that dream, he would go to you. He needed to reassure himself that you were safe, since his demons didn’t know about you. At times he caught himself worrying about them running into you just as he did one day, and they’d have nothing to still their hand: they wouldn’t hesitate to kill you.

He made it to your cabin within minutes, not bothering to knock as he strode in. Like a moody youth, he stomped over to the bed where you had just sat up, breathing your name out in a sort-of relieved sigh.

“W-what’s happened?” you asked, voice scratchy from lack of use. You went to get up, seeing how tense he was-thinking something bad had happened, but he visibly relaxed, a soft grin coming onto his face.

“Must something happen for me to seek you out?” he challenged, pulling the covers aside so he could fall into bed beside you and tug you against his chest. One large hand cupped the back of your neck, keeping your head tucked into his shoulder, and the other was on your lower back, gripping the fabric of your sleep tunic tightly. You immediately cuddled into his warmth, giving a pleased hum at being close to him once more.

“I missed you, so I’ll let this one go,” you admitted after a moment, lips brushing against his skin as you spoke. You threw an arm around his neck as you leaned back, stretching up for a kiss. He chuckled at your struggle, leaning down to brush his lips softly against yours.

“Thank you, my love,” he murmured against your lips, eyes closing as he melted into you. “It is still early,” he whispered when he pulled away, rolling and taking you with him so you were laying completely on top of his body. “Let us sleep a little longer,” you smiled, eyes closing easily as you almost immediately fell back asleep, happy to have your love cuddled against you.

A couple of days later, Seraphim and a group of his demons carried out a raid on a nearby polis. They had burned a farm house on the outskirts first, a warning to those inside the polis, breeding fear and panic, and when the fire spread to the farm’s fields, they too had spread to the polis.

Everything was on fire now as Seraphim found himself basking in the terror of all the humans who tried to run. Weaklings, all of them. Perhaps the ones that tried to fight, if any of them survived, would be offered the choice to convert. But these ones… they would die. He flung his spear, watching as it went through the spine of one human and through another’s heart before continuing right on to the stone wall of a building that hadn’t collapsed yet. He held out his hand as he looked around, calling the spear back to him.

It was right after the shaft of his spear connected with the palm of his hand that his heart stopped.

You were running towards him, being pursued by a group of demons.

He found himself freezing, recognizing this from his dream and being almost overwhelmed because this was it it was happening right here right now you were going to die all because of him and his demons-

But it was the terror on your face that snapped him out of it.

A sneer overtook his own face as he glared at the demons pursuing his love. He tilted his chin up, squaring his shoulders as you got closer.

“Seraphim!” The demons behind you faltered, seeming startled at your calling out of their leader's name as if he would save you instead of end you, giving you the extra couple of seconds you needed to dive behind your demon lover’s back, the demons freezing when he pointed his spear directly at them.

“You won’t touch this one,” he growled, and the demons all glared at him in confusion for a moment before moving on. There were plenty of other humans running around the polis for them to slaughter.

As soon as they were gone, Seraphim called for his chimera. The screams in the polis grew louder as her shadow became visible against the stars. You stumbled at the force of the wind coming from her wings as she landed, but Seraphim was there with two steadying hands at your hips.

“Ser-Sera-”

“Silence!” he cut you off with a snarl, tugging you even closer so he could lift you onto his mount. You made no protest, unsure what you were even going to say. Instead you bowed your head and tangled your hands in the great beast’s fur. Seraphim climbed on behind you, a large grey arm looping around your waist and pulling you tight against his chest. He allowed his face to fall into your hair, taking a deep breath in before spurring the chimera into the air. You sagged into him, exhausted and overwhelmed by the events that had conspired. He didn’t even have to direct the chimera as she brought you two back to your cabin, she had flown there many a time before.

And neither of you spoke until you were back inside the cabin.

“What were you doing?” Seraphim snarled as he slammed the door. You flinched, cheeks burning in a combination of embarrassment and anger.

“I-I had to go into town,” you muttered, cursing yourself as you stammered.

“For what?” he stepped right up to you, crouching down so you were forced to look him in the eyes. You breathed in a heavy sigh as you gazed into his strange, mismatched eyes, before you reached into the apron of your dress, pulling out the gift you had gotten made for him. He took a step back as you held it out to him, one hand on the haft of the short sword and one hand holding the sheath.

“What?” he looked between you and the sword in confusion, making no move to grab it, and you shifted nervously on your feet.

“You-” you cut yourself off with a deep breath. “You throw your only weapon far away from you, and I just thought-what happens if someone attacks you before you can get it back?” you murmured, thrusting the sword into his hands and backing away so he was forced to hold it. “I-I’m sorry,”

He said nothing for a long moment, observing the sword. It had cost you quite a bit, and as he tested the grip, studying the sword with a warrior's eye, you hoped it was truly as useful a sword as you had hoped. After a moment, he pulled the sword from its scabbard. A giant of legend was engraved on either side of the blade, close to the base, and the end of the blade was curved ever so slightly.

“Where did you get this?” he asked, and you looked away again.

“It-it was custom made,” you muttered, finally lifting your gaze to meet his, worrying your lip with your teeth out of nerves. “D-do you like it?”

Seraphim’s posture relaxed ever so slightly, his eyes soft with adoration as he returned the blade to its scabbard and set it aside.

“I will carry it with pride,” he told you, voice thick with emotion as he raised a large hand to cup the back of your neck. In the next moment he was tugging you forward for a tender kiss, and you couldn’t help your lips quirking up as you kissed him back. He was barely able to pull away before you were pouting and craning your neck for another kiss.

This one, he did not pull away from. Instead one of his hands dropped to your hip while the other cupped your face, allowing him to deepen the kiss. You sighed happily, melting into him and allowing him to slip his tongue into your mouth. You tentatively prodded it with your own, humming in pleasure as his hand squeezed your hip before moving lower, cupping you just under your ass, using the leverage to pull you completely flush to his body. A squeak left you as you were lifted off the ground, face now level with Seraphim’s so he didn’t have to hunch over to kiss you.

He shifted you ever so slightly, and a choked out groan left you when your core brushed against the hard planes of his abdomen.

“Come back to Melidoni with me,” he groaned out, lips trailing from yours, down your chin and neck to leave small bites across your clavicle. The words combined with the sting from his teeth caused you to gasp.

“W-what?” you tried to pull back, but Seraphim only allowed you to go so far, still intent on worshiping your neck and chest with kisses and bites.

“Come home with me,” he said again, allowing you a reprieve from his assault as he rested his forehead against your own. “Be my queen,” your brows rose.

“Sera, are you-” you got cut off by your own moan as he went back to leaving as many marks as he possibly could on you. “Are you asking me to marry you?” he chuckled, setting you down on your dining table so he could move his attention even lower, one of his hands brushing the straps of your tunic aside, causing it to fall and your breasts to spill out. You hissed out a sharp breath at the open air on your now exposed nipples.

“If I am?” he hummed against the top of your breast before sucking a nipple in his mouth, causing your back to arch in pleasure as you let out a loud keen. When you looked back down at him, his gaze was intense as he stared right into your eyes, hands and lips frozen as he awaited an answer.

“You’re-you’re serious,” you muttered in shock, and he nodded. “I-I think I’d say yes,” you whispered to him, a hand twisting in his hair so you could tug him up for another kiss before it came to rest on his shoulder. You could feel his grin against your lips at the answer, the points of his fangs digging into your lower lip slightly.

Seraphim dropped to his knees in front of you then, folding your skirts up and giving you a feral grin at the sight of the wet patch on your underthings. You could feel a warmth come to your cheeks then.

“You think,” he echoed, kissing up your thighs. “You don’t know?” you gasped out a moan when his fangs sank into the flesh of your inner thigh, his tongue lapping up the drops of blood that had escaped before moving to the apex of your thighs.

Before you could really process, Seraphim had ripped your underthings from your body and thrown them over his shoulder. You couldn’t even protest the loss though, as Seraphim had already dug in between your thighs, feasting directly from your slit, causing a broken moan to fall out of you.

“Sera~” you moaned his name, over and over as he inched his face up a bit, tongue feeling around your clit but coming just shy of putting direct pressure on it. “Please-”

“I don’t know,” he paused, pulling back completely and smirking up at you. You turned your head away, flustered at the sight of his smirk through your thighs. “Do you think you’d say yes, or will you marry me?” you whined as a calloused thumb rose to rest on your clit, not moving at all, just applying the tiniest amount of pressure.

“Ask me properly, then,” you were able to hiss at him, face pinched in a snarl, and he laughed.

“This doesn’t count?” he challenged, licking at your slit again, his thumb lifting from your clit leaving it throbbing and unattended. “I thought proposing was getting on your knees and asking the person you love to marry you?” your breath caught at that-the sweet words coming from his mouth not an inch from your dripping cunt.

“Yes, Seraphim, I’ll marry you,” you gasped, and he grinned, lips dragging up your cunt to latch onto your clit and suck, causing you to let out a loud keen at the sudden pleasure bursting from the bundle of nerves. “Fuck! Yes!” you moaned out, hands reaching down to tangle in his hair, which was frustratingly still in its ponytail. He didn’t seem interested in pulling away to let his hair be undone, however, instead very intently flicking at your clit with his tongue and breaching you with one finger, beginning to gently thrust it. “FUCK!” he let out a low groan when you yanked on his hair, the vibration against your clit prompting a whine from you.

He pulled his face away from your cunt for a moment, licking your juices from his lips as he thrust another finger in with a feral grin.

“ Sera~” you moaned out his name, and he nipped at your inner thigh with his sharp teeth.

“Yes, little wife?” he muttered, lips brushing against your clit. You shivered delightfully at the name.

“Will you fuck me?” you asked sweetly, and he groaned loudly, forehead dropping to your hip for a moment as his fingers curled within you.

“You’re sure you’re ready?” he asked, eyes narrowing at you. You had been known in the past to be a bit… ambitious… when taking him, and it had resulted in several instances of you crying on his lap while trying to adjust. Not that he didn’t love to see you cry in the throes of pleasure-but he found himself having to be the voice of reason in these moments. You nodded quickly, hands in his hair tugging to try and get him up.

Instead, he shoved another finger in, smirking at the half pleasure-half pain filled gasp that left you.

“Why don’t you cum for me first, little wife?” he prompted, thrusting his fingers faster as his lips returned to graze over your clit, relishing in the reflexive jerk of your thighs as they tried to close around his head.

“Ser-Sera-But I want-”

“-I want you to cum on my mouth first, little human,” he growled, the thrusts getting faster as he curled his fingers again. Your back arched at the feeling, your hips shimmying as if your body couldn’t tell if you wanted more or wanted a break. “Don’t you want to be good for me?” there it was. Your eyes glazed over as soon as the sentence left his lips, and you shimmied your hips once more before settling, determined now to be good for your demon lord.

“Yes, Sera,” you moaned, head falling back as you allowed him to continue his ministrations. His mouth left your clit as he lowered to dip it into your slit alongside his fingers, groaning at the taste. You whimpered at the dual sensation of his hard, long, rough fingers next to his malleable, flexible tongue, feeling a certain pit in your stomach growing ever closer. “Sera-you-I-”

“You’re close, yes?” he muttered, returning to your clit and giving it a nice long suck. You almost screamed at the sensation, nodding furiously. “Go on then, little wife,” he encouraged, shoving his last finger in your contracting channel, and this time you did scream, hands gripping his hair tightly and falling back against the table as you came, hips bucking against Seraphim’s face a couple times as you rode it out.

He chuckled as he stood, fingers still inside you. You were smiling dopily at him, blinking ever so slowly in a post-orgasmic haze.

“Now I’ll fuck you, my little wife,” you perked up at that, adjusting your hips and widening your legs a bit to allow him to slot between them, his hard cock resting against your cunt. Gently, one of his hands came to cup the back of your neck, lifting you from where you had fallen back so you rested against his chest, cheek flat on his peck as you gazed up at him in adoration. He couldn’t help but smile softly at the expression on your face, though at the cute little gasp you gave when his hands lowered to grab your hips and slide your cunt along his cock, the smile shifted to something more sinful.

He leaned down to kiss you, tongue shoving into your mouth to make you taste yourself, and he shuddered at the lewd moan that left you when he broke the kiss, a string of saliva connecting your lips still.

“Seraphim,” you whined, wiggling your hips as he took his sweet time, wanting him to pierce you with his cock. He tutted, kissing along your neck and jaw.

“So impatient,” he teased, and you pouted at him, widening your eyes as you stared at him as if he had physically hurt you.

“Why won’t you fuck me, Sera? Isn’t a husband supposed to-” you were cut off by your own shriek as all of a sudden Seraphim was shoving into you to the hilt, his hips resting snugly against yours. Tears sprung to your eyes at the sudden intrusion, the stretch feeling delicious but definitely still a stretch. He cooed at you condescendingly.

“Didn’t you want me to fuck you, little wife?” he asked, hips bucking a bit, though not moving further than that for the moment. “Are you having trouble taking me, hmm?” he mocked, hands taking your hips and lifting you off the table once more. A loud moan left you, gravity seeming to sink you further on his cock. “It’s alright, little one, I’ll take care of you,” he cooed, lifting you ever so slightly and letting you fall back on his cock, a cute little sob leaving you at the feeling.

“Fuck! Seraphim!” you could only moan out his name and a couple expletives-the rest of language seemed to fail you at that moment. Not that Seraphim minded, in fact his ego loved it when he fucked you stupid.

“Feel good, sweet one?” he groaned, the slapping sounds of his hips connecting to yours growing louder and more frequent as he began to fuck up into her in earnest. You nodded, and Seraphim shuddered at the glimpse of the fat tears rolling down your face he got before you were tucking your face into his strong neck..

“S-So good, Sera~” he growled, feeling the wet of your tears and perhaps some drool on his skin where her face rested.

“Yeah? My sweet little wife likes to be fucked til she’s stupid? Til she’s crying and can’t think of anything but my cock inside her?” you were nodding against his neck, a string of ‘uh-huh uh-huh’s leaving your lips. Your juices were dripping onto the floor at this point, your cunt letting out loud squelching noises at every movement of his cock in you. “FUCK!” Seraphim roared as your cunt squeezed particularly tight around him. “I’ll make you Queen of Meldoni, little one,” he began to murmur in your ear all the things he wished to do with you-to do to you. Some of it about all the riches he would give you, the kingdoms he would conquer for you, and some of it about all the ways he would debauche you, all the places he would fuck you. “Fuck you in the throne room, so all my demons can see how beautiful their queen is when she comes apart on my cock-so they can all wish they could ruin you the way I could. When we take Olympus, I’ll fuck you on Zeus’ throne, I’ll give you the gardens. I’ll prove to them I have no need for ambrosia with your sweet cunt around,” you moaned loudly, cunt clenching more around his cock at his promises.

“You-Sera! I’m so-”

“You gonna cum little one?” he groaned, his cock spearing up into your for a particularly sharp thrust. “Go ahead then, milk my cock,” he demanded, feeling his own balls tighten. “Let me fill you up, little wife-let me-”

“Yes! Sera cum in me!” you were able to gasp out before your body was seizing, a high pitched keen escaping as you came around his cock. Seraphim let out his own shout as you strangled him, prompting his own release.

“Fuck! FUCK!” he roared, staying deep in you as he emptied his load inside your cunt. “My sweet little wife,” he murmured once both of your breathing was slightly calmer, walking to the bed and laying down, still snugly lodged inside you. “I love you,”

“Love you too, Sera,” you mumbled against his chest, already falling asleep. He smiled fondly, placing a kiss in your hair before allowing himself to be lulled to sleep by the sound of your deep breathing, getting one last look at your content smile before his eyes slipped closed.

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[4dtk]

hi i would love to if you could write a story with jaehyun where he gives y/n a massage and then fucks y/n

long. enjoy, 1.8k baby. dont think i'll give this one a name either LOL

warnings: fingering, doggy, reverse cowgirl, breeding kink

NSFW UNDER THE CUT, MINORS DNI!

“hey. how was work?” you were often the culprit of jaehyun’s questions when your foot first lands in your apartment, toeing off your shoes with ease as he welcomes you with a peck to your cheek. he holds your waist loosely while you massage your ankles and toes, glad for a breath of fresh air even if they were hidden behind socks.

jaehyun drags you into the living room before you can speak, manspreading like he’s done it a hundred time before and pats his thighs. it makes you smile and raise an eyebrow. settling in front of him felt good, although he yanks you back onto his chest a little enthusiastically than usual that you let out a squeal. you just pass it off that he’s happy to see you after a day of doing nothing.

in a way, he has done it a hundred times. it was routine at this point, where you’d just sit against his back and lay against him, sometimes tilting your head back to admire his side profile. you’d talk about co-workers, your lunch, your overbearing tasks, all while jaehyun gently massages your sides with alternating hands, always sure to apply a fair amount of pressure to ease out your nerves.

he laughs into your neck at your reaction, but other than that, he remains quiet as you start on your rant, gesturing widely to this one annoying colleague that’s been getting on your nerves for the past few weeks. always talking over you for the tasks assigned to you, dropping badly-timed statements that definitely could be defined as a backhanded compliment; you could go on and on about the co-worker that you don’t notice jaehyun’s hands retreating from your waist to push you away from his body, travelling up your back instead.

they slowly feel up your back like an experienced masseuse, testing the waters with his thumb in a particularly deep dig in between your shoulder blades. it makes you gasp, the rant about how the same co-worker had accidentally interrupted by your sound of surprise. it’s the exhale of breath, however, that resembled something dangerously close to a whimper and you hope to god that jaehyun doesn’t hear it.

“you gotta relax for me, baby,” jaehyun grunts, continuing to sort out the kinks and aches in your back, no doubt brought about by your bad posture. at least if you were working from home, jaehyun would be able to provide you with hourly reminders to stretch out your back. ah, well, this would have to suffice.

jaehyun was talented with his hands, portraying his efficiency in relaxing the tension in your back with how intimately they moved from one area to another. another crack resonates throughout the room, making you moan out at the released tightness.

jaehyun loses his grip on sanity each time his knuckle, thumbs, fingers meet every inch of your back, eliciting countless other sounds that went south with how lewd they sounded. when you whimper again, he sighs with a little praise of good girl, breath tickling your ear lightly that it causes you to giggle. you’re at ease now, leaning back before he seemingly massages out the last ache in your back.

“you’re a bothersome little minx, aren’t you?” the other smirks against your neck, another giggle escaping your lips when you feel his hand prying your thighs apart. “well, thank fucking god you wore a skirt today.”

jaehyun’s smirk stretches into a grin when he feels how there’s a wet patch on your underwear from the suggestive session where you could feel his hardening erection against your bum. it played out like a bad sex scene from a movie, but you couldn’t complain when you were the stars of the show, able to feeling jaehyun’s fingers on your hips, on your thighs. he drags a finger to your centre painfully slow that you thrash gently against his hold, but it only makes him reinforce the secure arm he has around you. “patience, angel.”

“sorry, hun, but your massages are always so good. i still wonder why we didn’t do this earlier.”

“then… let’s change up our tradition a little, huh?” he purrs, panties already to the side before jaehyun slips a sneaky finger in. your hole sucks him in so easily that a groan is heard, possibly from the both of you. you’re not even sure any more, body overtaken by pleasure as he adds a second finger. you’re so wet that it’s no trouble for the man, who marvels over your shoulder at how good you’re taking his digits.

“haah… j-jae…” he chuckles against your shoulder, eyes never leaving how he’s pumping his fingers into you. they stretch you out so good and you can barely manage words, reduced to nothing but breathy moans and whines while he fucks you open. you mewl on a sudden hard thrust where his fingers are so deep that it’s up to his knuckle. he laughs again.

“you’re doing so good, baby,” jaehyun murmurs, “but i don’t think i can hold it in any longer.” the emptiness you feel when he removes his fingers was criminal, but you can’t complain when you’d be getting his cock in a second or two, already eyeing the bulge that showed itself through his sweatpants. your mouth drops open when he pulls it down in one swift pull, not so much for his length but more of the fact that he wasn’t wearing any underwear.

“of course you aren’t wearing boxers. you’ve been planning this, haven’t you?”

“caught red-handed. a smart one, aren’t you?” jaehyun speaks through pants while he lubes up his cock with his pre-cum, boring holes into your eyes with his with a lazy smirk. he doesn’t miss the way you’re rubbing circles onto your neglected cunt. “guess i’d just have to fuck the smart out of you.”

he uses his strength to turn you over, smushing your face into the cushions below you before he eases himself into you, groaning at how fast you clench around him. jaehyun can forgive you for that, since he’s left you on edge with a gaping hole that showed how good his fingers could stretch you out. he reaches a hand over to push your hand from your clit gently while he lets you get used to his thick length resting into you and he swears he feels you clench again when his fingers play with your bundle of nerves.

“let me take care of you tonight. leave it to me.” jaehyun snaps his hips against your ass, propelling you forward just a little from the force. it draws out a slurred moan, even more when he starts his assault on your pussy, sliding in and out of you deliciously.

“mmhm uh- uh- jaeee…!” the fabric below you is stained with your drool.

jaehyun’s already sure you’d get a noise complaint filed against you tomorrow morning, but he can’t care much when the sounds falling from your lips are his favourite song, while his name is like a prayer that you recite every night. tonight just so happened to be the first, with many more sessions involving your begging for him to fuck you harder, faster, deeper. you’re so fucking desperate for his cock when you push back onto him, meeting his thrusts with your own rhythm while the cushions soak up your moans.

eyeing the tv for a second, the male has never felt so glad that he’s set the screensaver to be a boring black screen. it mimics a mirror with the exception of a few blurred visuals due to the semi-matte protector you opted for. “w-wha? jae-“ in a second, jaehyun hauls you up to rest against his chest again, the friction of your shirts uncomfortable from the sweat that manages to seep through. none of you pay much attention, rather to the black screen in front of you that shows how pliant you are for jaehyun.

thighs wide open, while your greedy cunt takes in every inch of jaehyun. it makes him cum right then and there but he holds himself bask the best that he can. “look at you, pretty girl. split open by my fat cock, whining like a good little girl.” the words drives heat up your body like electricity and your body can’t deny itself any longer, grinding down on the length that’s buried deep in you; the sight in front of you only turns you on more. jaehyun is true to his word like a gentleman, driving his dick deep into you instead of making you do the work and soon, he settles into a comfortable pace.

“j-jaehyuuun… shit..” your head finds home on his shoulders, thrown back while his hips continue to piston into you endlessly, heeding your word when you ask him to pick up the pace. “yeah? feel good, darling?” your moans and his combine with the loud, pornographic sounds coming from in between your legs, cunt dripping with arousal with every pump of his pelvis. giddily, you nod at the question, hands tightly wrapped around his arms that were holding your legs open.

“look at the screen, pretty girl.” and you do, mewling in excitement when you witness a white ring of cum at the base of his cock. “should i cum in you? would you like that, hm?” you’re rendered speechless by he fills you up to the brim with his hard thrusts, pussy fluttering around him when you think of him filling you up in another way and you nod again like a dumb little bitch.

“yes- yes yes! fuck, cum in me.” with your confirmation, it unleashes something feral in jaehyun, delivering faster thrusts that you start crying out, reaching all the corners of the small apartment. it contributes to the heat growing in the pit of your stomach, “fill me up, p-please…!” jaehyun emits a deep groan when you say the words, snapping up into you until they get sloppier and messier, thighs tired from his constant movements.

“cumming, cumming, cumming!” you announce it, pussy clenching tight around his cock as you release your juices all over it. jaehyun follows quickly after, hips stuttering before pumping you full of his cum, spurting his seed deep into your womb. the feeling has you shaking, licking your lips in a thrill when the first drop of cum oozes out of you. littering small kisses down the length of your neck, he uses his finger to stuff it back into you. “shit… we can’t waste any of it, can we?” you roll your eyes, turning your head to the side to meet his lips with a smile, silently thanking him for the destress.

-

“fucking hell, seriously?” holding a piece of paper the next morning, you faintly make out the words through the morning vision. jaehyun looks over your shoulder and lets out a loud laugh, barely escaping your poorly aimed smacks as you figure out how to sort out the noise complaint. “your pussy was just too wet, waking up the whole building-“

“jaehyun!”

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[littlefreya]

Vanilla Milkshake

Summer: Henry and a long time friend hangout at their usual spot when things turn chaotic because of an innocent misunderstanding...

Prompted by:  

 Oooh Freyaaaa I just *need* some scene featuring Henry and ofc drinking milkshake. 

Pairing: Henry Cavill x Unamed OFC (no description of ethnicity or body type).

Word count: 1.7K

Warnings: RPF, major fluff, friends to lovers, sexual innuendo, mild seduction, sex talk, an unwanted boner, Henry being a boomer, Henry having a meltdown. 

*No permission is given for reposting my work, copying it, ideas or parts it and claiming it as your own.*

A/N: So, first thing first, thanks @agniavateira for quickly beta’ing my work! And of course thanks @the-soot-sprite for bouncing ideas with me and being an emotional support. Decided to go with friends for lovers because I live for that stuff. Also, I am aware that “Milkshake” can be interpreted in several ways but for the sake of the story I went with that particular reference. Divider by the lovely @firefly-graphics

Please comment and reblog if you enjoyed.  🖤

Title: Vanilla Milkshake

“I swear, this diner looks like Barbie had an orgasm all over the place.” A whimsical grin sliced between Henry’s marble cheeks. Eyeing the pastel-esque surroundings, he huffed scornfully and adjusted the cap over his nest of unruly curls. 

“Remind me again why we always meet here, young lady?”

Staring at the beastly man who barely managed to squeeze into the plastic-pink faux leather booth, she couldn’t help but chuckle. Henry carried himself with something that was both eloquent yet unmistakably feral, reminding her of a burly forest creature. Sturdy tree trunks stood for limbs, torso, and shoulders—the widths of icy mountains and a blanket of thick fur coated the entirety of his body, deeming him a dangerous bear. 

No wonder he preferred himself clean-shaven. The sharpened edge of a razor kept him a cut away from becoming ‘Henry the Barbarian’. 

Seeing him surrounded by pastel and sparkly fairy dust brought far more joy than she could ever imagine. The utter look of contempt gleamed on the surface of his shifty eyes. 

Oh, by God, how much he hated glitter!

“And what would you know about Barbie’s orgasms?” she teased with a crooked eyebrow and a comical suspicious glare. 

Readjusting his cap over the messy mane of chocolate curls, Henry offered a terrible wink and shrugged, “a gentleman never tells.”

Her fingers rapped on her thigh while she contemplated whether to allow this naughty joke slide, but then the urge to provoke him was far too great. After briefly chewing on the inside of her cheek, she broke into a wicked grin.

“Is that… like a role play you have with the missus? She’s Barbie, and you’re G.I.Joe? Because I kinda don’t want to hear about it, but then I kinda do.”

Henry’s smile gradually faded along with the playful glee in his eyes, his melancholic gaze dropping to the sparkly table. He slumped into a heavy sigh, “If by missus, you mean ‘Miss Hand’, then no… not really.”

Dumbfounded, she frowned at Henry with confusion when then it struck her; a sense of incredible embarrassment drained the blood from her head to her gut.

“Oh…”

“Yep.” Henry blurted and grabbed the menu, pretending to be incredibly interested in the kids’ meal options. 

Just in time to rescue them from a prolonged awkward silence, the waitress arrived with their order, serving Henry a hot cup of double espresso while she received a tall glass of a luscious vanilla milkshake. 

“Enjoy your drinks, guys!” the waitress smiled sweetly and kept her eyes glued to Henry as she walked away. But the gloss of the waitress’ flirtatious excitement was lost on him; drenched with greed, Henry’s blue sapphires were fixated on the generous scoops of ice cream and the dark chocolate swirls that decorated his companion’s dessert. 

“Henry, my eyes are up here!” she provoked and grabbed the straw between two fingers while throwing an amused glance at his simple cup of coffee. Henry followed her gaze and scoffed before raising the cup to his mouth and blowing to cool his drink.

The way his lips pursed together and his finger stroked the ceramic surface did not escape her observation. A sudden tingle swam down the length of her spine once it resonated in her mind that kind, charming, and beastly Henry was now single. Here they were, long time buddies, but now sitting together felt less comfortable than before. Her limbs felt like pins and needles while staring directly at his eyes was as risky as staring at the sun.  

“Cheers,” Henry mumbled and took a sip from his cup. 

Almost jolting in her seat, she stiffened and then grabbed her straw.

“Cheers.”

Giggles came from the other side of the diner. Among the retro gumball machines and rounded plastic bar stools, the waitress and a colleague leaned against the counter and stared at Henry, who turned his head for a brief moment and tipped his head.

Their giggles turned even louder.

She frowned. 

“So, have you been single for a while?” she heard herself asking with a rather urgent tone. Right away, a look of contrition crept on her face as she regretted her verbal onslaught and lack of sensitivity. 

Henry directed his gaze back to her and watched as she slowly sipped from the milkshake and then suckled the cream off her mouth. 

Absentmindedly, he licked his lips. “Since May. How about you, weren’t you with…?”

“No, ended, dodged a bullet.” she spat and pumped the straw up and down the thick beverage. “My milkshake brings all the boys… except it doesn't.” she sighed.

Henry frowned and shook his head with confusion. “What? You never told me you make your own milkshake. How come I never had some?” 

Her face abruptly froze, her eyes rounded with surprise before she snorted so loudly the waitresses stopped their whispering.

“Umm… Hen?” she called out, trying to hold herself from bursting into chuckles as her friend accidentally asked for a very sexual favour, “you honestly don’t know what ‘milkshake’ is slang for...?”

“Uh…”

“Omg, you’re such a boomer.” 

“No, I was born in ‘83! I’m a millennial. But please, indulge me.” he begged and crossed his arms together.

Clearing her throat loudly, she did her best to fight the wicked grin that stretched on her already painful cheeks and wrapped her fist around the straw. “So you know... how… certain male bodily fluids are sometimes white and creamy...? And when you perform a certain motion it’s like you’re shaking it…?”

Henry blinked and became silent. An unbidden rush of blood pooled at his groin as he watched her thumb graze over the tip of the straw and her fist pumping it into the smooth liquid in a slow, gentle motion. Wickedness glazed her eyes, but he tried to dismiss it as nothing but their usual playful banter; yet his adam’s apple bobbed up and down while his shoulder tensed at the oddly arousing sight of her performing a sinful act on a milkshake. 

There was an unmistakable stir in his cock and for once, he was thankful for narrow spaces as it hid his predicament.

Leaning forward, she opened her mouth and swirled her tongue around the straw. She went deliberately slow, making him watch while she playfully licked and suckled the tip until finally wrapping her lips around it and taking a generous sip.

Henry gawked utterly smitten, unaware that his jaw was nearly at the floor.

And to make things worse, she moaned—not too loud—but definitely enough to make his shaft harden more.

She wasn’t sure what stirred this whimsical boost of confidence, only that seeing the large, handsome man pale at her provocations made her feel like the most powerful woman on earth. She also gathered she’d regret it forever and a day once they’ll part ways, but it was too late for that now.

Gingerly she pulled back, though not before allowing a single drop of cream to trickle down the corner of her lips.

“Oops,” she smirked casually, wiping the cream with her fingertip and sucking it clean. 

“Please stop…” 

It was then when she noticed that Henry’s playful mien was all but gone. Far from amused, he glowered with a clenched jaw. “If you’re going to keep doing that, I’ll have to leave,” he stated matter-of-factly. 

A rush of panic made her freeze in her spot, the same needles that pricked her skin were now setting jolts of electric bursts. “I’m so sorry, I crossed the line,” she said and covered her mouth with shame, “did I offend you? Do you want me to leave?”

“What? No, no, not at all.” Henry’s voice softened right away, and he reached a hand in the air, as if trying to stop her from leaving. The last thing he wanted now is for her to think he is angry with her. If anything, he wished they could spend more time together, not because of his obvious arousal, but because for the first time in a long while, he was having fun.

Still, she looked at him so utterly distraught.  

“Then…?” 

Henry scanned the diner as if trying to make sure no one was staring or taking any photo and then shifted in his seat uncomfortably. His eyes altered between his spread thighs and her several times, trying to signal toward his… trouble.

“Oh...” she gaped. 

An odd sense of pride began to permeate her chest, battling over the burning embarrassment that flamed up her neck and cheeks. At this point, she wasn’t sure what she was supposed to feel, only that it was definitely the most awkward hangout they had to date. 

Problem was, she never knew when to shut up. 

“Is little Henry hungry?”

Hearing those words, his brows dropped to an irritated sulk. “There is nothing little about it.”

“Ha! Prove it!”

It was as if the entire diner and perhaps the world fell into silence. Had the clatter of the dishes being washed in the back kitchen not rung their ears, she would have thought she grew suddenly deaf. 

“I didn’t mean it… sorry, I’ll stop,” she mumbled slowly and pressed her fingers to her mouth while shaking her head at her stupid behaviour. That was it, this was to be the last afternoon she would ever hang out with Henry and right now, she couldn’t even bring herself to look at him.

Henry chewed onto the inside of his cheeks, trying to stop the words that came faster than his thoughts.

“You didn’t?... Because I’ll definitely be up for proving...”

She blinked at his words and tilted her head, hoping that he won’t notice the wild tremors that shook her limbs, “What was that?” 

“I... yes? No?...I… fuck!” 

Henry lowered his head and slapped his palms across his face, rubbing back and forth with an utter meltdown while mumbling, “Forgive me,” a couple of times. He couldn’t care less of what the waitresses or whoever was watching would think of him; all he cared about was to make her feel comfortable around him again and maybe… even make her like him?

“Henry?”

Soft and warm her voice called to him, slowly pulling him from his anguish like a sailor being rescued from a sunken ship. His blue sapphires shone, an ocean of confusion and anxiety still pooling within while he peered back at her face that was now smiling at him a mixture of comfort and exhilaration. 

“Would you like some of my milkshake?”

#henry cavill #henry cavill rpf #henry cavill x reader #henry cavill x ofc #henry cavill fanfiction

[420pogpills]

masterpost of random epic dnf moments

i find so much comfort in these posts that just contain links to loads and loads of epic clips so i wanted to make one of my favourite george&dream moments :’)... this took me several days okay.

in no particular order whatsoever

(♥♥♥) “so...dream.” “what?” “um, hello.” “hi”

(♡♡♡) “george!” “yeah?” “HEY 😁”

(♥♥♥) “that is actually george’s fish” “oh what? i will keep it safe” (bonus: giving fish back)

(♡♡♡) “you two and your inside jokes, you guys are such good friends”

(♥♥♥) “i saw an interesting donation on your stream”

(♡♡♡) “trust me. george - i’m handling it.”

(♥♥♥) “i’m not gonna be hurt if dream is next to me”

(♡♡♡) “you’re making me laugh it’s not even fair!”

(♥♥♥) “i shot you once” “no you shot me multiple times”

(♡♡♡) “oh that’s so hot”

(♥♥♥) “what you gonna do, fight me?”

(♡♡♡) “dream has my number because dream needs me sometimes”

(♥♥♥) “stop you’re hurting me” “i’m hurting you?”

(♡♡♡) “i’m very similar to george so i probably won't like it”

(♥♥♥) “i said i’m in the hot tub right now, he said ‘prove it’”

(♡♡♡) “dream stop killing me!”

(♥♥♥) “i’ve always wanted to explore my sexuality”

(♡♡♡) “this is what happens when you fall down my trap”

(♥♥♥) “i’m so used to having your attention 24/7″

(♡♡♡) “why are you so mean dream?”

(♥♥♥) “you know who reminds me of nemo? george”

(♡♡♡) “first thing’s first-” “i’m the realest”

(♥♥♥) “come hide with me”

(♡♡♡) “he looks so handsome, look at him, look at george”

(♥♥♥) “oh george” “oh dream”

(♡♡♡) “you love me?” “yes, i do”

(♥♥♥) “be careful george”

(♡♡♡) “you’re laughing at every different word i say”

(♥♥♥) “can i have the sword dream?” “say that you love me”

(♡♡♡) “just hug me george”

(♥♥♥) “i’m the mememan, my milk is delicious”

(♡♡♡) “george i’m gonna blow up - come with me”

(♥♥♥) “you couldn’t see what dream was doing”

(♡♡♡) “george is easily a top 10 mcc player”

(♥♥♥) “what would you say my weakness is?” “me”

(♡♡♡) “we were getting this computer repair guy - oh my god”

(♥♥♥) “every time you get near me you just get all red”

(♡♡♡) “you would follow me down here”

(♥♥♥) “dream is a simp for me” “yeah”

(♡♡♡) “nice dream!”

(♥♥♥) “smile - you see him everyday”

(♡♡♡) “you deserve punishment george”

(♥♥♥) “what are you doing george?” “i’m on twitter”

(♡♡♡) “george george george you look amazing george”

(♥♥♥) “you don’t have to follow me everywhere”

(♡♡♡) “get away from dream!”

(♥♥♥) “we’re in the stars”

(♡♡♡) thirdwheelboyhalo

(♥♥♥) “dream is so delightful”

(♡♡♡) “DREAM LET’S GO!”

(♥♥♥) “follow me, i’ll follow you actually - just take me”

(♡♡♡) “dream...” “i had to george, i had to”

(♥♥♥) “i trust my dream”

(♡♡♡) “you don’t brag about your looks”

(♥♥♥) “george just tell me you love me”

(♡♡♡) “someone said ‘dream do you think george is cute’?”

(♥♥♥) “kiss george” “that’s a pretty good forfeit”

(♡♡♡) “a plane ticket to dream’s house”

(♥♥♥) “okay that was pretty pog”

(♡♡♡) “i’ve been too focused on george”

(♥♥♥) little compilation

(♡♡♡) “why’d you say it like that?”

(♥♥♥) “dream’s trying to kill me, he’s killing me!”

(♡♡♡) “if you won, what would be your first date with george?”

(♥♥♥) “we do everything together”

(♡♡♡) “answer my question!”

(♥♥♥) “oh. yeah. but george too.”

(♡♡♡) “if you win, you have to kiss dream!”

(♥♥♥) “dream... i’m messing up” “oh are you still streaming?”

(♡♡♡) “be careful”

(♥♥♥) suspicious dancing

(♡♡♡) “don’t be greedy george”

(♥♥♥) just... this whole edit

(♡♡♡) “george is mine, go away”

(♥♥♥) “dreeeaaaaam i know you wanna help”

(♡♡♡) “george you’re a genius, george kiss me!”

(♥♥♥) “he was wearing like an oversized dream smile hoodie”

(♡♡♡) george compilation 10/10

(♥♥♥) “i don’t wanna hear you laugh”

(♡♡♡) “whenever dream tries to get a new speed run record he just disappears for a month”

(♥♥♥) laughing face to face

(♡♡♡) “can i have some stuff?”

(♥♥♥) “geoorrgeeee”

(♡♡♡) “he lives in your head actually rent free”

(♥♥♥) “you know quite often we just know what we’re talking about?”

(♡♡♡) “now it backfired because george knows me”

(♥♥♥) “he’s small it’s different”

(♡♡♡) “COME HERE GEORGE!”

(♥♥♥) “you can be my valentine if you want george”

(♡♡♡) “no mom no he broke up with me” (bonus: “george denied me”)

(♥♥♥) “just explain your reasoning for denying me” “you didn't mean it”

(♡♡♡) “goodnight george, goodnight gogy”

(♥♥♥) “dream just saved something from snapchat!”

(♡♡♡) “i’m breaking you out!”

(♥♥♥) “you’ll get punished george"

(♡♡♡) “guys this is like the cutest photo of george ever”

(♥♥♥) “guys i’m opening a new business” “selling george pictures?”

(♡♡♡) “don’t attack the wolf dream i’m not there to save you”

(♥♥♥) “you were like ‘you have to praise me now for 5 minutes’”

(♡♡♡) “why don’t you think i’m here?”

(♥♥♥) “we were playing geoguessr the other day”

(♡♡♡) “i am wheezing and dying and george is dying with me”

(♥♥♥) “you used to get mad at me for placing blocks beneath myself”

(♡♡♡) “you have to clip that” “no”

(♥♥♥) “c’mere”

(♡♡♡) “i almost died, water me!”

(♥♥♥) “me and george”

(♡♡♡) “i wouldn’t want to do it unless he’s here”

(♥♥♥) “me and george were literally holding hands in the hallway”

(♡♡♡) “you should get negative points if you’re an idiot”

(♥♥♥) “kiss”

(♡♡♡) “i thought you might want to confess something”

(♥♥♥) “we’ve been talking to each other for 10 hours?”

(♡♡♡) “i’m not here to disappoint you or anything”

(♥♥♥) “mimic my yawn, that means you love me you know that right?”

(♡♡♡) “i’m not helping you this round” “i need you”

(♥♥♥) “we’re literally on a boat”

(♡♡♡) “you’re so ridiculous”

(♥♥♥) “i fell asleep in a call with george”

(♡♡♡) “wow george you’re great”

(♥♥♥) “dream just went 👉🏻👉🏻”

(♡♡♡) “yessss let’s go” “wait let me pick you up!”

(♥♥♥) “dream sort this out!” “alright wait turn around”

(♡♡♡) “you have pretty privilege”

(♥♥♥) “george i have something that will cheer you up george”

(♡♡♡) “i’ve been by your side since the beginning george”

(♥♥♥) “sitting here forced to drink water, it has absolutely no flavour”

(♡♡♡) “gives back i’ll be good” “no no you won’t”

(♥♥♥) “don’t worry. i’m here george”

(♡♡♡) “dream say hi” “hi”

(♥♥♥) “so george why are you laying in bed while you’re talking to dream?”

(♡♡♡) “where did george go, george is not found”

(♥♥♥) “come over here greg i will save the day” “francis!”

(♡♡♡) “that’s not what you told me last night”

(♥♥♥) “please just swim drive the boat drive the boat”

(♡♡♡) “before i even met you, you had this ginormous impact”

(♥♥♥) “you’re not worthless george we love you”

(♡♡♡) “george is like the biggest idiot”

(♥♥♥) “alright fine i’ll play one more”

(♡♡♡) “you see george everywhere. you see what you wanna see”

(♥♥♥) “guess united kingdom because someone you love lives there”

(♡♡♡) “george don’t leave me”

(♥♥♥) “you say bolivia george?”

(♡♡♡) “why are you so feral?”

(♥♥♥) “you’re an idiot” “you’re the one who’s screaming to do it”

(♡♡♡) “”you’re so oh my god” “you’re so annoying”

(♥♥♥) “i trust you so m-so often”

(♡♡♡) “now i have you right where i want you”

(♥♥♥) “heads” “alright it was heads”

(♡♡♡) “george you’re the hottest piece of ass in dreamhunt”

(♥♥♥) “you said ‘just woke up’ and i said ‘me too, in sync bby’”

(♡♡♡) “dnf arc? yeah maybe”

(♥♥♥) *george shooting dnf into wall on csgo*

(♡♡♡) “george and dream’s brotherly relationship is so iconic”

(♥♥♥) “you can’t 👹LEAVE👹 it’s not allowed”

(♡♡♡) “oh we’re finishing each other’s sentences right now”

(♥♥♥) “you said you were gonna what, kiss me or something like that?”

(♡♡♡) “do you have a song that makes you think of dream?”

(♥♥♥) “here george take this take this george”

(♡♡♡) “hey dream” “hey george”

(♥♥♥) “do you have a crush on dream?” “yes, go on”

(♡♡♡) “i am proud of you” “wow thank you dream”

(♥♥♥) “1 dollar every hour” “for how many hours?”

(♡♡♡) “i clicked skip whoops - wait, where are all my balls?”

(♥♥♥) “get out of here GET OUUUUTTTT”

(♡♡♡) “i’m sleeping for at least 8 hours” “but then we’re gonna be out of sync again”

(♥♥♥) “this is actually disgusting, come to me where are you”

(♡♡♡) “thank you baby... oh no” “WHAT?”

(♥♥♥) “yeah i love dream so much”

(♡♡♡) “yes that is exactly what i was thinking dream”

(♥♥♥) “dream” “hi” “hello i’m streaming” “hi”

(♡♡♡) “mm poor little george”

(♥♥♥) “do you have fifty dollars?”

(♡♡♡) “please please half a heart half a heart!”

(♥♥♥) “that’s okay you wanna be near me, that’s fine”

(♡♡♡) “you would know all about the simp handbook wouldn’t you”

(♥♥♥) “please i need you” “i do need you”

(♡♡♡) “kill him!...or her.. or it..”

(♥♥♥) “cause he’s little gogy”

(♡♡♡) “do your parents know about gream?”

(♥♥♥) just... cuteness

(♡♡♡) “wait george my minecraft’s starting my minecraft’s starting”

(♥♥♥) “te amo sueno”

(♡♡♡) “yeah that was my idea” “yeah just like last night”

(♥♥♥) “you can just say he’s a bottom”

(♡♡♡) this entire video

(♥♥♥) “why are you leaving me?” “alright fine”

(♡♡♡) “george you look good in a suit”

(♥♥♥) “i have a present for george!”

(♡♡♡) “why don’t you want to facetime me?” “i haven’t shaved”

(♥♥♥) “dream’s killing me, why are you killing me?”

(♡♡♡) “george i thought you were going to choose me”

(♥♥♥) “you wanna watch a beautiful sunset? just for you dream”

(♡♡♡) “we don’t text that much” “we text everyday”

(♥♥♥) “georgie poooo come here”

(♡♡♡) “oh beat me dream beat me”

(♥♥♥) “you are so impressive dream”

(♡♡♡) “i just ran for like a million hours”

(♥♥♥) “mydic--kslong has subscribed, thank you..”

(♡♡♡) all of these moments are too funny

(♥♥♥) “dreeaaaam! loooook!” “oh he’s cute”

(♡♡♡) “oh george~” “this is scary”

(♥♥♥) “george do that water drop sound”

(♡♡♡) “why is everyone saying ‘george explain the text?’”

(♥♥♥) “why are you saying it like that?” “that’s how you said it”

(♡♡♡) “i’m going to my secret stash”

(♥♥♥) “it said ‘name a dessert’” “you should’ve put me”

(♡♡♡) “i need to come” “you wanna come?”

(♥♥♥) “i have missed your face!”

(♡♡♡) just.. this entire video

(♥♥♥) more on george sleep talking

(♡♡♡) “that’s the same height difference between me and you george”

(♥♥♥) “you’re doing extremely well george. just calm down.”

(♡♡♡) “george~” “stOP. stop it”

(♥♥♥) “i know dream loves me a lot but unfortunately i don’t love him back”

(♡♡♡) “it’s fun to make him more afraid”

(♥♥♥) “someone said ‘dream do you think george is cute?’”

(♡♡♡) “oh we know george we know how hot you are”

(♥♥♥) “dream has friendship hacks”

(♡♡♡) “let’s watch a movie” feat. sapnap

(♥♥♥) “the only man i’m into is george”

(♡♡♡) “you broke my heart dream by....breaking my heart”

(♥♥♥) “keep lying to him george”

(♡♡♡) dream team not dnf but i love this so watch it plz

(♥♥♥) “you turn your camera off to sneeze? it’s okay we love you”

(♡♡♡) “dance with me dream”

(♥♥♥) “dweaaaam pleaseeee”

(♡♡♡) “it’s fine dream, i’ll stream another day” “waaaaaaah!”

(♥♥♥) “i just wanna talk to you”

(♡♡♡) “you’re just like interesting in general george”

(♥♥♥) “when’s my birthday dream?”

(♡♡♡) “here these are for you 🌹”

(♥♥♥) “i love you george”

(♡♡♡) “i’ll fight you in sumo when you’re in my house”

(♥♥♥) “we’re going together aaaaah”

(♡♡♡) “guess what, i had faith in you”

(♥♥♥) “or OR.. we could... kiss?”

(♡♡♡) “i haven’t had my first kiss” “that's a lie, you kissed me”

(♥♥♥) “hey dream give me an ak.... please”

AND OF COURSE THERE ARE SO MANY MORE BUT... i cannot do this any longer therefore the rest are compilations because i cannot do this any longer

(♥♥♥) every time george has said ‘i love you’ (kind of) to dream

(♡♡♡) dreamnotfound moments

(♥♥♥) gaymest moments

(♡♡♡) rare moments

(♥♥♥) wholesome

(♡♡♡) idiot compilation

(♥♥♥) love languages compilation

BONUS: this soulmate compilation...

SO ORIGINAL POST - links wouldn’t work when reblogged because it went over link limit with everyone tagged, so i will reblog with everyone who’s clips i’ve included!

#georgenotfound #dream #dreamwastaken #dreamnotfound #dnf #dream smp #mcyt

[delicrieux]

☆ﾐ 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚢 “𝚘𝚑”

PART 10: BIG DICK IS BACK IN TOWN

y/n is back in brooklyn for the holidays. thinking that a stream will make her feel less homesick for cali, she starts working on her famously titled hentai.free.srv. what was supposed to be a relaxing stream turns into a special delivery about two hours in.

─── corpse husband x reader ─── soc. media + written fiction! ─── word count: 2.2k ─── ❥ req: Here's one... You know those apps for delivery like Domino's or whatnot... What if reader is streaming Among Us with Corpse, and reader mentions they're hungry and Corpse offers to order them food, and readers like no no it's fine... Then there's delivery at the door (Corpse ordered beforehand) 

author’s note: fucky format is also back in town baby!!! also if you find any mistakes - no u didnt <3 thank u everyone for enjoying this story sm i literally cant believe how feral yall going strawberry cow was a nuclear explosion im still recovering tbh. got an ask a while ago and decided to incorporate it into myso. happy holidays everyone! myso will continue on monday!

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Indeed, being soft on any social media platform was the biggest disgrace and needed to be eliminated post haste. Moreover, it was a slippery slope - once you start flooding your timeline with cute imagery and heart emojis, what will stop you from posting inspirational Facebook quotes? Disgusting. If Rae were here, she would chide you (not you thinking about her as if she’s dead or something). For once in your life, you feel like you deserve it. 

Alas, you hope this little chaos you’ve caused is enough to throw everyone off. The stans, especially. You know the hashtags, you’ve seen ARMY scourging for info online with the same fervor and ruthlessness 1 Direction fans hacked airport security cameras just to spy on the boys. If you had any dirty secrets online, they are out to the public now - thankfully, besides the Harry Styles stan account (with edits and all), you have nothing. Though, now that you think about it, exposed nudes would have been better than your Punk!Harry edit receiving almost a million views. God, your life’s a fucking mess.

Your fans aren’t the only ones out for info - you, too, are trying to decipher Rae’s message. Code: Barbecue Sauce. The two of you had come up with it roughly two years ago, around the same time when you promised that if you didn’t find significant others by the time you’re 40, you’ll just marry each other. It was one of the many rules found in your friendship codex. Barbecue Sauce signifies information - an exchange of information. And depending on how it ends or begins (”So I’m sitting there” alludes to Rae, “On my titties” alludes to you), secret data on that person is given away, usually free of charge. 

But why? And to whom did Rae give away what? You had pestered her mercilessly and even sent some voice messages where you were crying. You were only crying because of a video of a grandpa smiling you saw on TikTok, but you are a snake, and so you put those tears to good use. If streaming doesn’t work out, you’ll just become an actress. Hollywood would love you. Your PR firm sure as fuck wouldn’t, though.

Rae was having none of it. She said you’ll figure it out eventually. Told you to channel your superior puzzle skills. You were quick to remind her that you can barely count to ten without having an aneurysm. Oddly serious, she admitted that she worries for you sometimes. Why only sometimes?! you demanded. She merely sighed. uttering under her breath something that sounded closely to “Boke.”

You leave her for barely a week and she’s already neck deep in the gay volleyball anime, hoodie and cardboard cutout and everything. Your life is falling apart.

But Brooklyn is nice. It had snowed when you stepped off of the plane. Thousands of snowflakes sprinkling into your hair, dotting your cheeks and nose. You missed this sight back in Cali. You missed your parents, too. 

Home cooked meals, old sweaters, your old room and about 40GB worth of old high school pictures on your computer. You went through them all one night. Some were stomach churning, cringe inducing nightmares. You were especially fond of those. Texted some of your friends that were still in Brooklyn, met up, decided to bake. Bad idea, Rae was the resident chef back in Cali. Besides laughing till your stomach hurt, and almost burning down your kitchen, nothing all that significant happened. Somewhere down the line, at about 3 am, half-way through a cheesy rom-com you had the overwhelming urge to text Corpse.

That’s where the problems really started. God, you missed California, missed being in the same timezone with a guy you hadn’t even met yet, how embarrassing is that?! You missed skating around and taking pictures of the beach in the setting sun, sending it to him, silently wishing he was with you to admire the view. 

You really want to call him. And to hang out with him. But for some reason, the thought of that springs up immediate anxiety and you shy away from asking. Him sending you cute good morning texts doesn’t help, either. Maybe it’s better he doesn’t know that you’re a blushing, stuttering mess each time you read “baby”. 

Late evening. Your stream is already set up, people are slowly trickling in and you greet them with a grin and a soft “Hello! Hi hi!”. You did your best to make your room a perfectly chaotic backdrop - led lights, an embarrassing amount of anime merch and plushies. You always try to balance out your weeb side by dressing hot as fuck for your streams - today’s inspiration just so happens to be egirls. Mostly because you watched one too many egirl make-up tutorials on TikTok, and also because you’ve been listening to Corpse’s song all day.

Yeah, no, who are you kidding, you dressed up this way because you were hoping Corpse was watching your stream. You didn’t forget your cat headphones, either. You know he likes them. You want to make him suffer. Perhaps then, finally, he will ask you out, so you wouldn’t have to.

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“I feel like,” You start when you put away your phone, staring idly at the chat, “I feel like I need a new name for you guys. Calling you guys after two years of streaming is just... weird, no? I also don’t respect men so I don’t want to call you guys. Like, so many creator’s have, like, a name for their fans. Uhm, Cody Ko has the chodesters, Kurtis Conner has, uh, folks? Kurtis Town? Citizens! Markiplier has mommy issues--” You can’t help snorting, “So, I’ve been, like, thinking - I know, shocking! - so I was thinking I’m gonna name you cockroaches. Because you’re grimy little shits impossible to kill. And also then I can use the legendary Minaj meme ROACHES!”

Your stream enthusiastically echoes ROACHES, making the chat swim. Yes, if anyone would enjoy such a name, it would be your audience. You’re as equally proud as you are disturbed.

“Well, anyway.” Leaning back into your chair, you throw your arms out with a bright grin, “Big dick is back in town, baby! If you noticed the backdrops different, it’s cuz I’m in Brooklyn now. Don’t ask me when I will return to Always Sunny, I don’t plan that far ahead.”

While Minecraft boots up, you decide to answer a few questions.

r u dating sykkuno?

You want to smack your head into the keyboard, but as it is, you can’t exactly afford a new one, so you refrain, “No, Sykkuno and I are not dating, we are just good friends. Uhm, I’m not sure how much I’ll have to repeat this, but, we really aren’t, so if the roaches could chill - Oh my God, that sounds so stupid, I love it - uh, yeah, if the roaches could chill that’d be great.”

the roaches lmao sounds like we’re a sports team

“Oh shit, yeah it does, uh-- maybe I can make like, jerseys or something. That’d be cool, I think.”

how disappointed are your parents with the way your life turned out?

“My parents are actually not disappointed at all!” You say with a cute little smile, “Uhm, they’re both really proud, actually. They’re glad I found something I love doing and made a job outta it. Dad finds my Youtube videos endearing. Yes, they watch pretty much all of my videos, unless I explicitly tell them not to. And yeah, with all the fucks and thirsting for anime characters. Uhm, it was very embarrassing at first, but I mean, after a while, shame just...doesn’t exist anymore, I guess? Funny thing about my parents, actually, when they watch my videos-” You eye catches a comment, “Oh! No, they only watch my Youtube videos. They don’t know how to use Twitter, thank God. Uhm, anyway-- when they hear a name they don’t know, like, I dunno, Dabi, or something, they google--” You’re grinning by now, eyes crinkling, giggling softly, “--who that is, and buy me like, merch and stuff. It’s really cute. 

can i be adopted by ur parents plz

will you and corpse ever collab?!

You were about to answer, though the man of the hour himself decides to do it for you.

Corpse_Husband: yes.

Okay, not to say your heart skipped a beat, but it totally did. With a pleased smile, you nod, like one of those bobble head toys sold at the dollar store. The motion is oddly reminiscent of Sykkuno’s own nod. Perhaps you had picked it up from him. The chat seems to notice.

pack it up, sykkuno

More questions pile about this mysterious collab you and Corpse are planning. Yeah, you’d like to hear more about it, too, since he single highhandedly decided one was happening right now. Corpse remains silent. Fine, keep your secrets. 

“Okay, guys, oh, I mean, roaches, Oh my God--” You’re covering your mouth, giggling, “-calling all roaches, calling all roaches, calm down. Everyone grab a snack and a blanket I’m turning up the music volume so we can all chill. Entering chill zone. Entering chill zone. Roaches, prepare.”

we are prepared

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An hour or so passes and you grow hungry. It shows with the amount of cakes you had baked in your server. Currently, you find yourself throwing eggs at the wall of one of the renovated houses, your face scrunched in concentration and slight frustration. 24 of the 50 eggs have been wasted. “What’s a girl gotta do to get some chicks around here?” you had uttered under your breath, until, finally, a screech - the egg finally spawns a mob. Your mouth falls open, “Aww, look!” You approach it, so small, walking in zigzags beside you, “It’s a baby chicken! Die, bitch.” The baby chicken is no more as you swing your bedazzled (you have mods) diamond sword. You’re cackling by the time the dust settles.

y/n is a child murderer

“Roaches,” You address your fan-base, spurring another fit of laughter - you can’t get over the name, “I think I’m like, forgetting that eating in Minecraft won’t actually make less hungry in real life.”

take a break and go eat queen <3

“Fuck no, we starve and die like men. Now I actually really need another chicken.”

Another twenty minutes trickle by and you’re trying to lure back a panda from the jungle when there’s a knock on your bedroom’s door. Whipping your head to the side, you slide down your headphones. At the same time, your mom pokes her head through the ajar door, “MOM!” You scream, “Get OUT of my room I’m playing Minecraft!” But your yell has no actual bite to it, as you don’t manage to hide your smile. Your mom laughs, doing some sort of sign language and motioning for you to follow her with her head. That or it’s some sort of performative dance. 

“I’m live right now,” You tell her, pointing at your screen. She knows this already, though, “do you want to say hi?” 

The roaches spam the chat with friendly hellos. You mom, quite impatient now, waves you over. 

“Sorry, roaches, mom needs something. Be back in a bit!”

Stopping the stream, you rush out of your seat and pleased she slinks into the hallway. “What’s this about?”

“Your pizza came.”

“My what now?” You echo, confused.

“Domino’s. You ordered pizza?”

“What? No? I was busy with the stream, I never--”

Thankfully, you had managed to grab your phone from your room before you exited. You almost choke on spit once you read the messages.

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You decide that it’ll be impossible to stream after experiencing what you had just experienced. You tweet out a quick apology to the roaches (God, that fucking name) and say that you had a breakdown but you’re okay. That is as a close to the truth as you managed to muster. It’s a sad sight, chewing and crying; your mom winced when she saw your state - disheveled hair and rundown eyeliner and everything. “D’aww,” She had muttered, caressing the top of your head, “don’t cry my little raccoon.”

If anyone was ever to ask you where did your chaotic nature come from, you’d answer with my mom. To make yourself feel better, you took a selfie - duck face and peace sign and the horrible 2000′s angle. Sent it to Rae. 

looking hot, her message read. 

thanks, was all you replied with.

You couldn’t just leave things as they were. Once you calmed down, you wanted to text Corpse, but how would you follow up the ungodly caps lock and screeching? Impossible. An idea sprung to mind, one that was brave. Taking the first step.

Instead of sending a text, you sent a voice memo.

“Thank you for the pizza, it was delicious.”

You voice still sounded a bit raspy. His reply was instant. Your heart skipped a beat. He sent a voice memo back.

“Glad you liked it, baby.”

He was going to be the death of you.

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moriarty the patriot headcannons pt. 1

| requested by anon: Can you write about all male characters in moriarty has a same look of their  children and hpw many children they want? |

william x reader; louis x reader; albert x reader; sebastian x reader; fred x reader

word count: 2397

pt. 2: 221b boys

a/n: I DONT KNOW WHY I DIDNT WRITE THIS EARLIER IM SO SORRY THIS REQUEST HAS LITERALLY BEEN IN MY INBOX FOR SO LONG I AM SO SORRY I HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS

william: 487 words

with his whole plan to clean the world of the filthy nobles, william never really stopped to think about having children

well, until he met you

you both were in town one day and he saw you fondly watching a child speak with her mother

“i think two children would be nice”

“i didn’t even ask”

“i know, but the look you gave that mother was telling enough”

n e ways he is a simp and he did eventually give you what you wanted

fast forward a few years, you have two children: a boy and a girl

and they look exactly like their father

like,, it lowkey pains you how much they physically take after their father

you wanted to be like “oh they have your personality, but they look just like me!”

no

granted, your son took after you in an emotional sense but your daughter was a daddy’s girl through and through

like she looks like him, she acts like him, speaks like him, she even EATS like him

ok but the men w your children

fred is a freaking sweetheart ok

like he’ll watch over the kids when no one has the time and they love him too so they’ll help out in the garden which you are SO thankful for

tbh they only like uncle albert bc he brings them lil trinkets from when he gets back from london LMAO

louis doesn’t show it, but he absolutely adores your children and makes extra snacks for them at tea time

you caught onto this at one point bc for some REASON your kids would not stop bouncing off of the walls before bed and they told you uncle louis gave them chocolate

and sebastian loves messing w your kids bc,,, sebastian

but he accidentally made your son cry ONCE and he was at the mercy of every adult in the moriarty estate including the boy’s younger sister

needless to say, he watched his actions and words around your children after that

now, william

i’m just gonna say this straight out: most of the men never really thought about having kids (save john and albert)

but when you finally had kids, william had a different outlook on life

like fr,, this man works overtime now trying to get rid of the filth that is called nobles

he doesn’t want his kids to be raised in a world where just because you have more money than another means you get to look down on them

you still instill in them those good morals ofc

he also tries to be very present in their lives since he and his brother were raised as orphans

when he was younger, he didn’t mind it all much

but now that he had this small family and a brighter future, he did everything in his power to make sure they’re happy and grow up in a cleaner and kinder world

louis: 320 words

it took you a week to get him to at LEAST humor you

“if you could, how many kids do you want?”

“none”

like, this guy is so dedicated to his brother and his cause it is a WONDER you somehow wormed your way into his heart

but you did and honestly, the brothers are actually very happy that you’re with them

william especially

louis rarely emotes but when you came into their lives, you got louis pissed at one point and everyone was like,,,, wtf?? he has emotions???

anyways, his answer is one kid LMAO

and when you get that one kid, he looks just like louis

yall already KNOW that he’s ready to die for that child as soon as louis holds him in his arms

the only kid sebastian wouldnt even try to mess with

he can deal with william’s albert’s or fred’s kids but louis lowkey intimidates him so he’s as nice as he can be

that being said, louis teaches his kid how to properly handle stuff around the house

you want to cry bc ur son is just so??? the little kid just loves helping out no matter how small the task and he’s just so cute it hurts

even sebastian’s kinda like,, “aight he’s the only kid i will tolerate”

louis grew up with only his brothers so he also wants to give his son a shot at a normal family

is actually aware at how he thinks he’s indispensable for william’s cause and he doesn’t want his son to end up like him

he also teaches his son some badass fighting moves

oh and louis smiles a lot more too

cried bc his son saw the scar he got on his cheek, rubbed some dirt on his lil face and said “i have daddy’s cool scar now”

all in all his son is the best thing to happen to all of you

albert: 505 words

same as louis in the fact that it takes him a week to answer

“you know you haven’t even answered my question”

“i’m sorry, what did you say?”

“how many kids do you want?”

genuinely takes time to ponder that question

he hadn’t thought of that since his family adopted william and louis

but with you?

“i think two darling girls who take after their mother is enough for me”

pls he’d be so sweet 🥺🥺🥺

you two end up having a girl and a boy, who look just like their father

and tbh, you’re not even mad

you love them so much so when albert comes back north, the three of you are ecstatic

the happiness was short lived for albert tho

he found his son spending time with william and there’s nothing bad right????

“where’s your sister?”

“she’s with mr. moran”

his heart DROPPED

out of all the people in the manor

HIM

he sees the two running around the garden

it all happened as soon as albert’s daughter went up to sebastian and said “you’re very pretty! you’re my knight now!”

he decided to “adopt” the little girl and now he’s lowkey whipped

you found albert staring at sebastian playing with his daughter and updated him about everything going on

“but him??”

“he’s just a big softie for her let it go”

isn’t really surprised when he finds out they can fight a little

actually glad that they can hold their own, God forbid anything happens to them

otherwise mi6 has to deal w family matters lmao

“albert, she only tripped”

“you shouldve seen the fear in her eyes as she fell”

“IT WAS A STRAY COBBLESTONE”

would raise hell if anyone even THOUGHT ill of his kids

william and louis are the doting uncles

william more so than louis bc your kids have never seen louis smile

now they’re on a mission to make uncle louis smile

louis was on child duty one day and they managed to slip away

omyGOD he was stressed but also,, extremely worried

so when he found them he had the most genuine smile on his face

your daughter was like (・∀・)

she loves uncle louis

ofc your son adores his dad like,,, who else wouldn't feel awesome at the age of 10 if you found out your dad was a high ranking general

feels superior to sebastian bc of his dad

lmao this 4’5 kid thinks he can rule sebastian for some odd reason

the house is always dirty bc him and sebastian always prank each other

your daughter is trying to catch a butterfly but she can’t so fred helps

instantly loves fred

“is that what heartbreak is”

“i guess that’s what happens when you try to get close to my kids colonel”

albert is kind of afraid of turning into his dad but he has you and everyone else to remind him that: no you are not your father, you are so much better than him

loves your family with his entire being

sebastian: 844 words

“i see you looking at those kids and the answer is none”

lmao you’ll get so pouty around him bc you want kids dammit

that and he spoils you to no end so that's why you’re pouty lol

“fine we’ll only do one kid and bc one kid is all i can tolerate”

bruh

this man gives you three in four years LMFAO

two boys a year apart and a girl in the fourth year

you wanted to smack sebastian

when the two boys grew up, it was obvious they were already taking after their father in the physical sense

it was terrifying

they genuinely look like mini sebastians and you know everyone in the manor is afraid that you two birthed satan

and the satan was your eldest one

he’s just a feral sebastian moran in a tiny body

your second son, god bless him, looked just like his father but with fred’s temperament

and see, you were fine with your sons looking like their father

it was FINE right

you prayed to God that your third child would have at least some physical resemblance to you

your daughter was birthed, she grew up

and you cried

“HOW DO THEY ALL LOOK LIKE YOU”

“i’ve got some strong genetics, baby”

you sulk for a lil bit

but you accept it anyway because you love your goddamn kids

thankfully, your second and youngest child are both soft spoken and it's only your husband and his tiny clone bringing hell to earth

smacking sebastian bc all of your children suddenly started swearing up a storm at each other

“WHYD YOU HIT ME”

“YOURE THE ONLY ONE WHO SWEARS AROUND THE KIDS”

finally sitting down and trying to convince them to stop swearing

“father does it!”

“your father’s stupid”

speaking of your daughter

she’s his little princess and no he will not take criticism

spoils her more than he spoils you

did she glance at a toy at a passing store?

he buys more toys than he should from said store

you have to physically hide some of his money bc there is only so much you can buy

and her older brothers are so caring you want to sob

if a person accidentally shoved her over bc she was tiny and they couldn’t see her

oh boy

get ready to restrain them like chihuahuas

“little sister will be protected at all costs”

since his second son is so different from him, sebastian actively makes time to talk about what the little boy is doing and what he’s getting from it

doesn’t want to be pushy and suffocating like his dad was so when his younger kid does want to be left alone to his devices, sebastian does so

but honestly loves that your second son is so literate

lddhsajdsfk what yall dont know is that they’re all in cahoots

kinda funny to see them all together bc they all take after their father so much it's like having three tiny sebastians go around town

anyways,,,, yall know the promised neverland right

you got ray, norman, and emma

granted one of them wasn’t as smart as ray but he definitely knew what stealth was

regular sibling rivalry was still a thing but if they could smell the pudding from the kitchen, they know they have to work together

sebastian caught his eldest smuggling biscuits into a small bag

he had half a mind to scold him

but then he ended up giving tips TO ALL HIS CHILDREN on how not to get caught next time—

bc of this they beg him to tell them some stories from afghanistan bc “there’s no way a man as old as dad knows this many stealth tactics”

louis is so fed up lmao

albert is in london most of the time so he just thanks the lord that he doesn’t have to deal w the propaganda that sebastian feeds his children about how “mr. albert is a bad man”

william is fine w it as long as they don’t trash the library

your younger ones love the library so they would cry at the thought of one of the books losing any of the pages

your second and your daughter are definitely the moriartys’ favorites

they don’t show it, but you just KNOW

your eldest could care less about that though

as long as you and his father still love him

and of course you both do

and fred is definitely your youngers favorite

they like to hang out in the garden

ok they still fight all the time though

just because your second child is soft spoken doesn't mean he’s afraid to throw hands

their sister likes to join in for the hell of it

but if someone wrongs any of the children

just because the younger ones are the moriartys’ favorite, doesn’t mean that they’re not gonna hunt someone down if they even think about trying to hurt the eldest too

yeah,,, good luck to them and their families

they got the entire moriarty estate coming after them

fred: 241 words

cmon yall are like,, young

but you did ask him bc you were curious if he thought about it

he wants one

and when yall do have the kid, you guys actually do have one kid and its a girl

since you both are young, you can immediately see a resemblance between her and her father

everyone who meets her would die for her

ABSOLUTE CUTIE

especially when she walks around the garden w her hand in her dad’s and he’s showing her all the plants and telling her how to take care of them

needless to say she grows up loving plants

any type of plant

the boys love giving her flowers or anything from bc she has the biggest smile every single time

no matter if it’s just a single rose or a rock

this was found out one time when sebastian gave her a rock bc everyone else had given her like,, two roses each

was afraid she was gonna cry

“thank you so much mr. moran! i will treasure this until i get old!”

she was like 4 at the time

and had the widest smile you’ve ever seen on her

guys u don’t understand she smiles a lot but this was like,, genuine happiness

but everyone was just,, i will destroy the world and myself if anything happens to her

fr it’s just sunshines and rainbows every single time she’s around

everyone just loves her ok

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