#and they're RIGHT for it because now I'm falling VERY VERY FUCKING FAST

[blazingblorbos]

We (the Trailblazer) fall so in love with Firefly during the Penacony story, don't we...

I thought the photo montage in the Sweet Dreams Preview was a lot...

I was fucking wrong, they upstaged it IMMEDIATELY

#Honkai: Star Rail #HSR #Honkai: Star Rail Version 2.0 #Star Rail 2.0 #HSR 2.0 #and they're RIGHT for it because now I'm falling VERY VERY FUCKING FAST #she is so pretty so gorgeous #my little firefly :Holds_Gently: #..y'all- what if I fall for her #I have too many women on my mind (not possible) idk if I can allow it #I'm gonna go insane #originally I was like: #'look at them hanging out!! having so much fun- #-are we gonna spend a lot of time with her in the main story?' #CUE: GAZING LOVINGLY AT SOMEONE YOU CARE ABOUT EXPERIENCING UNFILTERED HAPPINESS #me: 👁️👄👁️“oh-” #and suddenly- I've devoted my life to her #blazingshitpost #blazingshitpost star rail edition #HSR Firefly #HSR trailblazer #Honkai Star Rail Firefly #Honkai Star Rail Trailblazer #Star Rail Version 2.0 #Honkai Star Rail

[arashi-no-saxlphone]

Axl Low is conceptually so funny in-universe. You've got this poor guy who by all accounts is the sweetest coolest guy, but he's literally a gang leader. BUT. He leads a gang to end violent crime in his town and he does it by fighting but without netting a SINGLE CASUALTY while doing it - he just beats up all these criminals and almost every single time they're like "This guy kinda rules I'm signing up with him actually" and he SUCCEEDS in ending crime in his neighborhood doing that. Then he meets his girlfriend and she thinks he's such a weird goofy guy and she falls in love instantly. Things are Great and then he is Yeeted Through Time multiple times. He ends up a few hundred years into the future and he just kinda deals with it, maintaining a glass-half-full attitude for the majority of that time despite this being probably one of the most horrifying things that can happen to a person. No one really cares about all that though, because the guy with time powers is Very Dangerous because of the time powers. Imagine being told "That guy over there is an extremely dangerous threat to reality on a metaphysical level" and you look over and they're pointing at some guy with the Union Jack plastered all over him just DESTROYING a hamburger and he looks over and waves at you.

By Xrd and Strive he's got control of his powers, and this makes him A Very Seriously Dangerous Threat. The Original contacts him personally to deliver a message to The Fucking Gear Maker. The Gear Maker sees him cause like "Holy shit. The Axes of Time. This guy is very dangerous and we should be careful" and Axl Low shows up, asks him if he's The Famous War Criminal Who Caused All This Bullshit, and freaks out and leaves when said war criminal offers him cookies for his trouble.

Jack-O asks Sol in Strive what the biggest threat to the world is right now and he goes "Axl" with a straight face. They talk about how dangerous he could be and within 4 seconds of that conversation Axl Low drops out of Fucking Nowhere onto their Speeding Motorcycle cause he needs Sol's help to save some innocent people on a hunch. How do you not shit yourself? I'll tell you how - because Axl Low is the equivalent of accidentally tripping into hell and meeting the devil and it turns out that the devil is actually just a fluffy golden retriever who has NO idea what he's doing and just wants pats like any other normal dog. Except he is just really powerful so people make assumptions. "Absolute Power Corrupts Absolutely" not my boy Axl Low. Decided against doing what he wanted to get what he wanted most because he wasn't going to erase an entire timeline to get home, even though he easily could've justified it as "Not my problem, not my fault, this is awful." The second he has full control over his time powers he uses it to either help people or get fast food really quickly so he has time for a stupid quip after a round. What a fucking hilarious character dude imagine if you met father time and he was just like "can I borrow some cash for McDonald's?" because that's pretty much how he acts. And you're just bewildered so you're like sure, hand him a 20, and you blink and father time came back cause he got you some fries. I fucking adore this man.

#guilty gear #axl low #ggst #sairambles #He's a good boy your honor #I need to have the Axl Low mentality it would fix me

[snootlestheangel]

Back at it with more Shadow Company Moose

cause apparently my life revolves around him now @cod-dump

Big boy Moose falling perfectly jn line with Soap's type. Big, strong, intimidating but quiet, deep voice, all of it.

Soap being the type of person to flirt casually with people whose company he genuinely enjoys.

Soap flirting with Moose after getting to know him a bit better. Moose being flattered but not into Soap (as far as he's aware)

But then Moose overhears a conversation between Soap and Ghost and realizes Ghost is flirting right back. He's not jealous or hurt or anything (he's learned that's the type of friend Soap is and stuff). No.

He's actually terrified.

He's never heard anyone flirt back so openly with Soap before. Sure he's heard Gaz flirt back but the shit Ghost is saying to him shouldn't even be considered flirting. Its filthy and then Moose is backpedalling out of there so fucking fast.

He's terrified because "holy shit Ghost and Soap are together and Soap is flirting with me. I'm gonna be the reason their relationship ends and then Ghost will actually kill me and no one will know the truth."

The next day Soap wants to spar with him. Moose has learned by now that Soap enjoys challenging himself by taking on the guys that are definitely bigger and stronger. Moose accepts because he's now scared of hurting Soap's feelings and getting put on the top of The Ghost's hit list.

They're sparring and it's going well for Moose, actually. He's so close to stopping it, he doesn't want Soap to embarrass himself. But then Soap flattens him. One second he's standing tall and confident, the next he's on his stomach with Soap pinning him down and holding one of his legs as leverage.

Moose gives Soap his compliments. He's never been taken out so fast and brutally before, especially not by a guy that's almost a foot shorter than him. Soap grins at him, and there's an almost evil glint in his eyes.

"Felt good to finally get you underneath me." Soap says, the most blatant flirting he's ever done with Moose. Moose doesn't react, just kinda scoffs a bit and shakes his head.

Then he notices a certain looming shadow in the corner, skull mask tilted to the side as the wearer assesses him with a cold, judging gaze.

Suddenly Moose is bright red and booking it out of there.

He really doesn't want to linger on what Ghost means by telling Soap "Very good, Johnny. Think he'd let you do it again?"

#I don't know what this is #I think I got possessed or something #I blacked out writing this #cod mw2 #soapghost #ghostsoap #shadow company ocs #shadow company #Shadow Company Moose #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish

[nicoline1998enilocin]

The good, the bad and the loopy

PAIRING | Husband!Chris Evans x Wife!Female!Reader

WORD COUNT | 1.1K

SUMMARY | You and Chris have been married for a few years but can't seem to start your lifelong dream of having a family. When you go to the doctor's office to find out what's going on, you hear the news no person ever wants to hear: You can't get pregnant. This news hits you hard, but you have your fantastic husband by your side to help you through this in every way you need.

WARNING(S) | This is your official trigger warning. Do not proceed if any of these topics upset you. Talk about infertility, fainting/collapsing, mentions of a panic attack, swearing, Reader is a bit loopy from a head injury and medicine.

A/N | This has been requested by @cevansbaby-dove and dedicated to @cutedisneygrl for the tough time they're going through. I am extremely honored to be asked to write such a thoughtful piece like this, and I wish everyone who goes through this all the strength they need to come out stronger on the other side! 🖤

Likes, comments and reblogs will be very much appreciated 💚

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You are at the doctor's office for your umpteenth appointment to discover what's happening with your body. Or Chris'. Either way, something's going on, and you are desperate to find out what because the two of you haven't been able to get pregnant yet.

It has been nearly four years since you and Chris got married, and your wish to start a family of your own has only grown stronger this entire time.

''Are you okay, Pumpkin?'' Chris asks, and that's when you're pulled from your thoughts; you zoned out after the doctor said 'infertile' because you couldn't bring yourself to anything else he said.

''I- I'm not, sorry. I have to go,'' you say as tears well up in your eyes, and you run out of the room and quickly outside, needing fresh air in your lungs. Your mind is going into overdrive, and it's all too much, so you collapse as soon as you set foot outside.

Those past few years are catching up with you, and Chris is right behind you but not fast enough, so you fall on the ground and hit your head hard.

''Fuck!'' he curses loudly as he sees you fall to the ground, and within no time, he's by your side.

''Pumpkin? Please say something,'' he says, trying to see if you're conscious, but you made a pretty nasty fall, and a few nurses are coming to your rescue, and a doctor from the ER of the hospital.

''What happened?'' the doctor asks, and Chris is panicking because you're not responding, and he can't do anything, making him feel useless right now.

''Sir? Can you tell me what happened?'' the doctor tried again, and he snapped out of it.

''We had an appointment, and she got the news that she's infertile, so she ran outside, and the last thing I know is that she collapsed and hit her head… Please tell me you're doing everything possible to save her; I can't lose her!'' Chris says, panic taking over again at the thought of what you're going through.

''Alright, we'll take her inside and care for her. You can wait in the waiting area of the ER while we're checking her out, and as soon as you can see her, a nurse will get you,'' the man said again, and Chris agreed.

While seated in the waiting room, he fixed his gaze on the door you had been wheeled through. The second those doors opened, and you were back, he was by your side again.

You're awake but still loopy from the fall, but he didn't mind. All Chris needed to know is if you're okay.

''Hi, Pumpkin,'' he says as he's sitting by your bed again, and the doctor left the two of you alone for now.

''I like you. Do you have a girlfriend?'' you ask him, with a goofy smile as if he is the most beautiful thing on this earth, and honestly, he is to you.

''I have a wife, actually,'' he says. ''She's the most thoughtful, amazing, caring, sweet, and loving person I know. And she makes the best cookies I've ever tasted.''

''Oh, I like chocolate chip cookies! And I like you. Maybe you need to leave her and come home with me; I make better cookies,'' you say, and Chris can't help but laugh at your comments, knowing you won't remember any of this later on.

''Hm, I don't know. My wife is perfect already, so I don't think I can leave her. But I can settle for a kiss if you'll have me,'' he offers, and your eyes widen.

''Don't tell her, okay? It's our little secret,'' you say, and Chris smiles at your loopiness right now.

''It's our secret, I promise,'' he says, placing two fingers under your chin to lift it a little while he leans down to you. When your lips touch, your heartbeat rises quickly, and the monitor goes wild, making you laugh at the kiss.

''See? I told you I like you,'' you say when he breaks the kiss.

''It's a good thing that I like you too, but this will always be our secret, okay?'' he asks, and you agree softly. You're getting sleepy, and Chris lets you rest for a while, ensuring you strengthen enough to go home in a few days.

When it's finally time to go home, Chris is there to pick you up after leaving for a few hours to get the house for you to come home. He also made you a little care package to welcome you home.

He got a basket to use for your blankets once it's empty, a new thick blanket to add to your growing collection, flannel pajamas with flamingos on them, two pairs of fuzzy socks, your favorite tea, three books from your Amazon wishlist, a new Starbucks tumbler, and a gift card to go along with it for when you're all better.

''Hey there, Pumpkin!'' he says when he's coming to pick you up, and you cheer up when you hear Chris' voice, and the nurse immediately notices the change in demeanor.

''So, you're the husband I've been hearing about all this time?'' she says with a knowing smile, and he nods.

''The one and only!'' he says as he walks into the room, giving you a soft kiss on your head.

''I got you a care package when you're home, so you can just relax and enjoy that for the time being,'' he says, and your interest is immediately piqued.

''Did I get new pajamas?'' you ask, and when he nods, you get a smile from ear to ear.

''He always gets me pajamas when I've been in the hospital for a few days,'' you tell the nurse, who can't do anything other than laugh at your comment.

''Well, you shouldn't end up here too often in that case; otherwise, he runs out of pajamas to buy for you!'' she jokes, and when she finishes checking you over, you're released and ready to go home.

''Alright, let's get you out of here so you can relax for a while,'' Chris says, and he helps you up and out of the hospital.

''Thank you for being by my side through all of this. I'm so sorry this happened,'' you sigh when you sit in the car, and Chris takes your hand in his, squeezing it reassuringly.

''None of this is your fault, Pumpkin. Please, don't ever say that again because there is nothing to apologize for. I love you so much; I can't even explain how much. With you by my side, I'm the happiest I've ever been, and we can figure out the next steps when we're ready. Right now, it's you, me, and Dodger, which is more than I ever thought I would ever have. Never forget that,'' he says, and the tears are welling up in your eyes again.

''I love you too, Chris. More than you'll ever know,'' you say, lifting his hand to your lips and kissing his knuckles before looking out the window and just thinking about nothing for a while.

#chris evans #chris evans fanfiction #chris evans fanfic #chris evans one shot #chris evans request #chris evans imagine #chris evans x female reader #chris evans x reader #chris evans x y/n #chris evans angst #chris evans fluff

[ssa-atlas-alvez]

thinking abt cowboy!reader now after that fic. i imagine him just being all nice and offering to do stuff without being asked and people constantly thinking he's flirting or something of the sorts and he's just like ???? what. im just treatin you right? and then i imagine he is a very horrible/reckless driver ESPECIALLY when they're running down an unsub.

Warnings: minor car accident (no one gets hurt), unsub is not a nice man, mentions of killings (super brief)

A/N: So I got this not too long ago and the words just kind flew out lmao. Also not me tempted to do a series of this because I'm falling in love with his personality aha *cries* ((I feel like the team need to meet this man's parents))

"Allow me," You gave them a smile as you jogged passed Emily and JJ, tilting your head as they walked past. You caught up with them, making sure to get the door ahead of them as well.

You watch as they both sit down, massaging their temples - presumably from stress. Without a second thought, you headed into the breakroom.

"I thought you ladies could use a drink," You give them a smile as you placed a coffee in front of each of them.

"And what about us?" Morgan asked, Spencer crossing his arms next to Derek as they both stared at you.

"If y'all wanted one, you could have asked," You smirked before you made your way back to the break room, emerging with another two cups. "I'm just toying with y'all, I couldn't carry all at once,"

You stood up when JJ and Emily walked into the room, taking your hat off for a moment in greeting. When they reached their seats, you drew the chair out for them.

"Are you flirting?" Emily asked.

You furrowed your eyebrows, reaching up and removing your hat, "What makes y'all think I'm flirting?"

"You're always offering to do things, always holding the doors open, you always bring us coffee-"

"Mama didn't raise a man who overlooks the feelings of a woman-"

"And you say stuff like that-"

Concern flicked across your face, "Am I making y'all uncomfortable?" If they didn't know any better, they would have thought you were nervous, "Because that was never my intent-"

"No, no, not at all," JJ is quick to reassure, "We just wanted to make sure that you weren't flirting,"

"I'm just treatin' y'all right," You reply, "I can tone back if y'all want,"

"That's okay, we just wanted to make sure it was friendly rather than-" Emily's cut off by JJ.

"Flirtatious."

"No, Ma'am," You respond. You made a mental note to try and limit the actions they had listed, not wanting them to feel uncomfortable.

You took a seat as the rest of the team filtered in, ready for a briefing of the case.

Fast forward a few days, the unsub was beginning to speed off down the street in his truck.

"(Y/N), you're driving," Hotch states.

"Hotch, I don't think it's smart to let (Y/N) here drive," Morgan said with a grin.

"Why not?"

"He's... not the best driver," Morgan laughed.

"I am wounded by your harsh words," You responded.

"We don't have time for this," Hotch presses, everyone into the car.

You slide into the car, driver's side. The moment the last door shut, you pressed the gas. "What the fuck?!" Spencer yelps.

"Morgan, I don't say this often, but you were right," Hotch says from the passenger seat.

You roll your eyes at the lot of them and continue to chase the unsub. Until you served (you didn't want to hit a pothole) and swerved into the unsub's car. Your eyes widened as you breaked quickly. You were the first out of the car, helping the unsub out and assessing him for injuries as Morgan clapped handcuffs on him.

"Sorry sir, I didn't actually mean to hit you with my car," You apologise, gripping your hat in your hands.

"Is he for real?" The unsub turned to Hotch in disbelief.

"Sir?"

"I killed seven people, what-"

"And I hit you with a car-"

"Why are you-?"

"What do you mean-?"

"Okay, I'm intervening because this is too painful to watch," Emily chimed, gently taking your shoulder and guiding you away from the unsub.

"I feel bad for hitting him with a car-"

"I know." Emily mumbled, sharing a look with JJ.

#cowboy reader #x male reader #x reader #reader #male reader #criminal minds x male reader #criminal minds x reader #emily prentiss #jennifer jareau #aaron hotchner #spencer reid #derek morgan #bau x male reader #bau x reader #criminal minds fanfiction #criminal minds

[bobohu4eva]

Good to You - Part 5

Characters: Idol!Baekhyun x Reader

Genre: Maid AU, fluff, smut

Warnings for this chapter: Explicit unprotected sex

WC: 4.1k

Tag List: @scentlacigarette @ltamiee @listxn

A/N: Last part y'all! (unless I decide it needs an epilogue lol)

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The bliss of laying there together was rudely uninterrupted by his alarm, and you both groaned at the shrill sound. He quickly turned it off, and sat up, pulling you up out of bed with him. Once standing, his hand brought your face to his one more time, kissing you with a gentleness very different from the rough passion he’d shown you only minutes earlier. He pulled away too quickly, smiling again and then he finally started getting his clothes on for the day. 

You too started getting ready, and when you stepped in front of the bathroom mirror you groaned at the state he’d left your neck and chest in. In the past he’d left small marks here and there that were easy enough to cover with clothing or makeup, but this time, he’d left you with large purple splotches reaching from your chest, all the way up to your jaw. There was no way you’d be able to cover that, and it would surely stick around for days. 

“What is it?” He must've heard your reaction, and a second later he was standing next to you. 

His eyes widened when he saw the purple marks covering so much of your neck and chest, but he also had to fight back a smile. 

“Oh shit.” He let out quietly, now shamelessly grinning. 

“It's not funny! It'll be days till they're gone, what if someone sees me leaving here and gets the wrong idea?” 

His smile vanished, falling into a look of disappointment. You could see how fast his heart dropped. 

“The wrong idea? You still want to keep denying it, even now?” It came out sounding pained, confused.

“Denying what?” You knew you were playing dumb at this point, but you felt the confrontation you’d tried so hard to avoid coming at you now at full force. 

He sighed, running one hand through his hair. The inner turmoil was clear on his face, eyes squeezing shut for a moment before finally meeting yours again. 

“Really, y/n? We have sex, we sleep in the same bed, you let me kiss you and cum inside you but you still think people might get the ‘wrong idea?’” 

He was tired, defeated. You couldn’t remember ever seeing him look this upset.

 “That’s not what I meant.” 

“Then tell me what’s going on here, please, we can't just keep ignoring everything.”

You could see it clearly in his eyes, he was pleading with you, he needed you to give him some kind of confirmation, before he broke down completely. 

But you couldn’t, and he knew that, the desperate way you looked at him told him enough. You were begging him not to take this conversation where you both knew it was headed. He didn’t want to force you to talk about something you weren’t ready to talk about, but his own frustration was becoming too much. If you weren’t going to be the one to finally address it, he would. It had been too much, for too long, and he had to get it off his chest. Now that the last barriers had fallen, barriers meant to convince you both that it wasn't ‘real’, he knew he couldn’t keep acting like this was all normal and fine. 

“I care about you, a lot, and I know you care about me too, and not just because you work for me. We both know we like each other too much and not talking about it is making me feel like i'm losing my fucking mind” 

The way your lip quivered broke his heart even more. You didn’t have it in you to acknowledge it, you’d been pushing it away for too long, but now you had to, he left you no choice. He had a right to know, you knew it was cruel to do all of this with him without ever talking about what it meant. But that was the only way you’d been able to stay sane, by denying to yourself that he really liked you, or was attainable in any real way. Having him was impossible in your eyes, and you didn’t deserve it anyway, so you lied to yourself, until you were so deep in denial that his sudden admission made you go mute.

“Please, y/n. Just tell me that I’m not crazy, tell me you care about me the same way I care about you.” 

You couldn't stay quiet when he looked at you like that, imploring you to give him even the smallest semblance of hope that you might finally validate the undeniable feelings you two shared for each other. But the words were still too hard to form, and the tears came before you could form a proper sentence. 

You choked on the first sob, but eventually forced it out. “You’re right” 

The intensity of your crying made it clear to him that you weren't able to say any more, so he just wrapped his arms around you, letting your tears stain his shirt as he reassured you that everything was okay, that the two of you would figure it out. 

When even after a few minutes your tears showed no signs of slowing down, he started to talk again, saying everything he'd wanted to for so many months, finally admitting everything to you. 

“Contacting that company, and them sending you here that day, is the best thing that's happened to me in a really long time. You know you're so much more to me than a housekeeper, and I know I'm not just your boss either. I want you, I don't want you to work for me, I want you to live here and sleep in my bed and have sex with me because there's something real between us and not because I pay you, and you know that. I told you how I feel about you a while ago already, and I know it's asking too much and I could never be a good enough lover to you anyway, but that's what I want. I just want you to be mine.”

His words hit you like a tsunami after all of the months of denial, confirming both your wildest dreams but also greatest fear. The tears had finally slowed down a bit by the time he'd finished his confession, but words were still too difficult. When you were able to pull back enough to meet his eyes, all you could think to do was kiss him. 

“I'm sorry if that was too much, you don't have to say anything, if you aren't ready.” He said when your lips eventually parted. 

You shook your head, and after a few deep breaths, finally gathered the strength to speak again. “I've been lying to myself so much, I really didn't want to believe that someone like you could fall for someone like me, you're way too good for me, I don't deserve you at all.” 

“Whoa, what? Why would you think that?” Of all the reasons to deny what had been going on, he'd never once even considered that. The confused look on his face tugged at your heartstrings.

“I'm just some girl who showed up to help clean one day, and then never really left. But you, I mean, there's a reason millions of people love you so much. You could have anyone you want, and I'm just me.” 

Despite having the strength to talk again, you were still crying. The way you looked at him when you said it had a lump forming in his chest. Baekhyun had kept the tears at bay so far, but now, he too felt them spill over. 

You could feel his tears wetting your forehead as he held you again, your words bringing on an onslaught of emotions, none being good. To him, hearing you speak of yourself so negatively was gut wrenching. 

“You're so fucking wrong, I wish you could see yourself through my eyes, even if it's just for a little while, if anything, it's me who doesn't deserve you. I'll never be able to take you out to a movie, or a nice dinner, or even just a fucking walk down the street, you constantly have to worry about crazy people seeing you come in or out of here, my work schedule is an insane mess, I’m only ever going to make your life harder than it has to be, you deserve so much better than that.” 

You shook your head as best you could while buried in his chest. “You're crazy.” 

“I'm not crazy, I just love you.” 

Both of you tensed up, he hadn't meant to let it slip so soon, but taking it back wasn't an option, he knew he meant it. 

“You.. love me?” That one word stole your breath and left you wide eyed, staring up at him. 

“I- I didn't mean to tell you so soon, and you don't have to say anything back, but yeah. I love you.”  This time, those three words were barely above a whisper.

Both hands reached for his face, resting on his red cheeks, swollen from crying, as you took him in. He wouldn't meet your eyes, too embarrassed by his slip up, and too worried that you wouldn't say it back. 

“Baekhyun?” You needed him to look at you, and finally, he did. “I love you too.” 

The way he perked up at those simple words was devastatingly cute. “Really?” 

You nodded, smiling, and he just looked so happy in that moment, you wished you could burn it into the back of your brain for eternity. 

Once again, all you could think to do was kiss each other even more, in a feeble attempt to make up for lost time. But one question still plagued the back of your mind. 

“What happens now? Being your housekeeper and working for you, it just feels..wrong” 

He thought for a second, and then a lightbulb seemed to go off in his mind. 

“Marry me.” 

He blurted it out without as much as a second thought, but he didn't take it back. Instead, he started getting down on one knee, and the tears were back, trickling down your face even more urgently than before. 

“I mean it, no more working for me, what's mine is yours, all that, I just want you here with me. Fuck the household stuff I'll do both of our laundry I'll even learn to cook, and you can hold me to that. I don't have a ring but we can go get one, any ring you want I'll buy it, and then we can go to the courthouse. We can worry about everything else later.” 

The look of complete shock still very clear on your face made him swallow, nervous, as he went on.

“Ever since I was a kid I always thought I'd grow up to get married and start a family, but then I debuted and I just kind of learned to deal with the fact that that would never happen. But when I met you, you made it feel like I was finally getting a little taste of that. Whenever I come home and you're here smiling and waiting for me, it just feels so good and right and especially since we started sleeping together it's like that dream I had before debuting is actually possible, just barely out of reach, because you wouldn't let it go quite that far, until this morning. And for a while now, every time I think about that kind of life, coming home to a wife who loves me, maybe a few kids someday, I can only imagine it with you. You're the only one I want that with. You're the one I want to make my wife, if you'll let me.” 

He looked up at you, teary eyed, but hopeful, waiting for your response. 

You nodded, and eventually, a “yes” passed your lips. 

There was a part of you that was screaming to take it back, to say no to him, but deep down, you simply couldn't. You trusted him more than anyone else, and the more it sunk in, really, truly, loved him too. Not only that, but he loved you. Of course marrying so soon was kind of stupid, and everything else was terrifying and uncertain, but if you had him, you knew you'd figure it out. You'd been staying at his place for long enough, you knew him well, and there wasn't a single ounce of doubt within you, that he would be anything less than the best husband a girl could ask for. Baekhyun was the sweetest, loveliest, funniest, warmest person you'd ever met. He felt like home. Of course you would marry him. 

It was almost laughable how dramatic it all was in the moment, but the way you both smiled and laughed while he stood up and kissed you just felt right, and you knew that was where you were supposed to be. 

“I can't believe I asked you that, and I really can't believe you said yes, what the fuck, that's so cool. I love you so much.” 

By now you were smiling so hard it was starting to hurt your face, but you couldn't have cared less. He kept peppering kisses across your face, each one paired with another “I love you”, until he finally pulled away enough to get some air. 

“You're gonna be my wife, my lovely, beautiful, caring, super sexy wife.” 

You could never get sick of his smile, it lit up the room so effortlessly, banishing any negative feelings to hell, making it impossible for you not to smile back. 

“Let's go get a ring.” He said. 

“But don't you have-” 

Fuck. 

You both realized at the same time, that he was already almost an hour late for work, and the ring would have to wait. For a second he considered ditching again, but two days in the row would be hard to forgive. 

Luckily he was already dressed and pretty much ready, so all you said was ‘go’ and another ‘I love you’ before basically pushing him out the door, as he kept his hands on you as long as possible, insisting on one more kiss before he left. 

Now alone, you played it all over again in your head, and again, and it still almost felt too good to be true, but now you knew that it wasn't. There was no more denying it, hell, you were gonna marry him. And you couldn't have been happier about it. 

When Baekhyun finally arrived on set, not even the annoyed faces of the staff and his band mates could bring his mood down. He went right up to his friends and started hugging them, still smiling, as they looked more and more confused.

Junmyeon was the first to speak up. “What took you so long? Where the hell were you yesterday? Why are you so happy? Are you on drugs?” 

Once he'd given everyone a hug, he looked back at their baffled faces, still grinning like an idiot. 

“I'm engaged.” 

“You're what?” Chanyeol was never really the best at keeping quiet in situations like these. 

“I'm serious.” 

“You don't even have a girlfriend?!” 

That was when Sehun connected the dots, eyes going wide before laughing out loud, almost crying from his amusement. “I fucking knew it!” 

The rest of the men still stood there stunned and confused as Baekhyun just stood there with a big silly grin on his face, and Sehun had fallen to the floor from how hard he was laughing. 

“Knew what??” At least two of the others said, almost in unison. 

“He's marrying his maid.” 

They looked at Baekhyun, expecting him to argue such a ridiculous claim, but instead he nodded happily. 

“Is he serious..?” Chanyeol still didn't buy it. 

“She's not working for me anymore now, obviously, that would be super weird, but I asked her to marry me and she said yes!” 

“And you're sure that's a good idea?” 

“Positive.” 

The others were still skeptical, sure, but they hadn't seen their friend look so happy in years, and at the end of the day, that was what mattered. If he thought this was the way to go, they'd support him. 

Luckily the shoot went by quickly and they ended up back on schedule by the end of the day, and Baekhyun had never been more ready to get back home in his life. 

You too had been waiting anxiously for his return, and when he came back on time rather than an hour late as you'd expected you were overjoyed, running to the door and wrapping yourself around him before he even had the chance to close it again. 

“Did someone miss me?” 

“Are you kidding, those were the longest 8 hours of my life.” 

He chuckled, “mine too, baby, mine too.” 

His lips were on yours again in no time, his hands on your thighs keeping your legs wrapped around his waist. Holding onto him like this, he felt so nice and strong, an anchor for you, your biggest source of comfort. You never wanted to let go. His body was warm and firm and his lips tasted like home, so much so that you whined a little when he inevitably pulled away.

“Do you want to go pick out a ring?” His forehead was pressed to your own, still holding you up. 

You pouted, “Wanna stay like this.” 

“Okay my love, whatever you say.” 

He walked you both to the couch, sitting down with you now on his lap. You couldn't get enough, hands feeling up his chest and shoulders, kissing him with greed and urgency, all of which he returned. 

You two had had sex before, of course, but this was nothing like those other times. Just getting to kiss you and touch you without any restrictions made everything so much better, and neither of you had even started getting undressed yet. Just the feeling of having you on his lap straddling him, kissing him and touching him for no other reason than that you wanted to, nearly made him cry with joy. 

“You're gonna kill me, fuck, you're so perfect.” 

“Take me to bed,” you whispered in his ear, and he let out a soft moan before standing up, walking you both to his room. 

You were quickly laid down on the bed, hands impatiently tugging at your clothes until they were mostly gone. 

Baekhyun had always been… orally fixated, to say the least, and he was almost unreasonably excited to finally get his mouth on you the way he's been craving for months. His hands made quick work of your underwear, sliding them off before he placed his face right between your thighs.

“So pretty.” He mumbled, moreso to himself, as he stared at your most intimate area, making you squirm and whine for him to just get on with it. 

Instead, he attached his mouth to your inner thigh, sucking a mark onto the soft skin, before doing the same again, and again.

“You have no idea how many times I've imagined this, how fucking bad I've wanted to do this the last few months.” And then, ever so softly, he pressed his lips to your clit. 

Finally, it seemed, he was done teasing you. His tongue slipped its way between your folds, eagerly licking up your wetness, before enveloping you in his mouth completely. And fuck, was it good. 

Too good, almost. He didn't hold back one bit, devouring you with unmatched enthusiasm, moaning into your pussy unabashedly. Within mere minutes, he had you teetering on the edge, ready to cum in his mouth. Your hands were tugging on his hair, probably a bit too hard, but he was too busy to give a shit. He'd probably let you scalp him if it meant he got to stay between your legs. 

Once he’d figured out what made you whimper and pull his hair the hardest, he didn’t stop, not even when you started to fall. 

The first orgasm was like an electric shock, shaking you physically, mentally, hell, probably even spiritually. As he brought you to that first peak you twitched and writhed, broken up versions of his name falling off your lips along with moans and gasps. 

Once it was over, your thighs tried to close around his head, willing him to give you a break, but his hands just pulled your legs back open. He pushed you through the over sensitivity, straight into the build up of another earth shattering orgasm. 

He didn't want to hear anything coherent from you, and you gave him exactly what he craved. You were a mess, desperate, sweating, completely under his spell. His tongue by itself was enough to have you almost crying, begging for more, so when he pushed two slender fingers into you, you nearly screamed. 

It was too much, his mouth, and now his fingers, pushing in and out as his tongue stayed flicking your clit, sucking it past his lips every now and again to see how crazy he could make you feel. And before you even had time to fully realize where he was taking you, you were cumming again. 

Once again he rode you through it, only  pulling away when the overstimulation made you twitch so intensely you nearly kicked him.

His face, when you could finally see it again, was beaming at you, mouth and chin wet with your arousal. “You taste so fucking good.” 

His smile grew when you made grabby hands at him, and he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand before moving back up your body, his hips now resting between your own. 

You tugged on his clothes, just now realizing how completely dressed he still was while you were only left in your bra. His lips pressed themselves to yours, and his hand snuck behind your back, undoing the clasp until you were fully nude, and finally, he got up to strip himself as well. 

When he was finally between your thighs again, he was naked as you, and you felt his hardness between your legs. 

“Y/n, baby.” The hand that wasn't propping him up was on your face, and the way he was looking at you stole your breath. “I love you, so, so, much.” 

Before you could return his words, his hips were pushing forward, and he was inside you. The whimper you let out was music to his ears, but he needed to hear something else. 

“Look at me.” Your eyes met his. “Say it, tell me you love me.” 

You tried to get the words out, but they got caught in a moan when he started to move, slowly rolling his hips. 

“Fuck, please.” 

His words broke the trance, and finally, you said it. “I love you, Baekhyun.” 

His lips were on yours again, and now, you didn't ever want them to leave. You just needed him close, as close as humanly possible. Your legs wrapped around him, hands on his back pushing him into you, even when your chests were already completely flush. 

You too felt how different it was, having sex, without any holding back, knowing that you loved him and he loved you. With every push into you, a moan fell from your lips, which he swallowed with his own. He somehow felt warmer, heavier, even more irresistible than you could've dreamed of. You wanted to melt into him completely, feel every inch of his body against your own, no matter how impossible that might be. This was heaven, it had to be. 

He was just as affected, so much so, that he felt himself start to lose control far too soon. 

“Fuck, baby, I'm gonna- I can't-” 

You looked at him, his eyes squeezed shut as he tried to hold himself back, but when your hand reached his face he opened them again. 

“I love you.” You told him, again, and that was all it took. A few more thrusts and he let go, taking you with him as he fell. 

You both stayed there, heavy breaths slowly mellowing out as the high faded away. Neither of you wanted to move, but the sweaty stickiness of it all finally had him rolling off of you. 

His arm was slung across his eyes, and he was just smiling so big. 

“I love you.” He said, and then again, and again, like a mantra, until your head rested itself on his chest, and his lips found your forehead. 

His love for you, and your love for him, felt so certain, like something you could almost reach out and touch. It washed over you like a warm blanket, and you layed there, using him as your pillow, with one of his strong arms securing you in place. And just like that, you both drifted to sleep, dreaming of all the wonderful things you'd do together, for many, amazing years to come. 

Fin

#baekhyun #baekhyun smut #baekhyun fluff #exo #baekhyun fic #exo fluff #exo fic #exo smut #baekhyun fanfic #exo fanfic

[bonefall]

Now this had me thinking... Would Willowpelt die in the same way as canon (although to another creature im assuming since bb!badgers aren't as dangerous as they are in canon)? If she's getting kept around longer, maybe Cricketclaw is the one who sacrifices herself instead? That sounds like a fitting way for her to go, considering she couldn't protect her own siblings?

I feel like I should add a TM to anything that I'm working on in my drafts that has significant progress and is blog-plot-relevant, that will explain something exactly like this LMAO

Forgive me I am, at heart, a bear that eats half a salmon and then forgets I had a fish at all

Willowpelt's brush with death is staying, and is actually a bit plot relevant in Firestar's Quietus! I have a very specific scene which is actually totally written out-- actually fuck it, I'll just post it here

Context and narrative purpose of this scene:

Firestar is informed of a boar on the territory, and gathers a little scouting patrol to try and figure out what sort of hog it is.

VERY IMPORTANT SEGWAY. Because of how Willowpelt gets bitten here and Firestar loses a life saving Sorrelpaw, they all end up in the Cleric's den where Ferncloud is telling a story both to practice her new job as upcoming Educator and to comfort everyone.

The fact Willowpelt is not dead is how I get Littlecloud away from Runningnose and Firestar

Runningnose has a hunch, in this moment, that goody two-shoes little Firestar might be the perfect person to help Brokenstar, and teases the visions and revelations he's about to have

Establishes that boars are the new Big Bad Beastie of BB

Presents Sorrelpaw's epilepsy and demonstrates how it is a danger to her safety

(this is a lot of buildup but this is actually pretty short lmao)

So anyway before I let you go on to the readmore and a preview of Firestar's Quietus, no one takes Willowpelt's death here, and Willow is going to hang on for longer. I wanted to make sure I have a good amount of cats to kill off in the carnage of the White Hart's destruction.

Wherever Cricketclaw dies, it will be for a purpose. Either to show how bloody the TNP conflicts are, or in a greencough epidemic because I'm trying to make sure those aren't just "Kill a bunch of randos offscreen" disease anymore.

WILLOWPELT'S BOAR

The patrol is Sandstorm and Sorrelpaw, Willowpelt, Longtail and Sootpaw, and himself. It's just supposed to be for scouting, hence why the apprentices are coming along.

Unfortunately the hog has other plans, lunging out of a bush and going for Sootpaw

Willowpelt jumps in the way and gets bitten instead

Sorrelpaw acts quick, slashing its sensitive nose, drawing its attention and bolting as fast as she can

RIGHT as she crosses the Thunderpath, her body goes limp and she falls to the ground

She is having an absence seizure, and fallen flat on the road

The hog is hot on her heels, bowling after her, when a monster screeches to a halt out of nowhere

The hog is frozen in the headlights, Firestar bursts into action to pull Sorrelpaw out of the road

(i hear your heart beat to the beat of the drums) BUMP BUMP

The boar and Firestar have been hit by, have been struck by, an automobile

When he sees StarClan, they're about to greet him with love. But their faces turn to shock and fear, the scenery becoming sinister and trees falling down.

A fifth oak tree is crashing down towards them. Firestar stares at it, dumbstruck.

Just before it strikes him, his eyes snap open

Firestar resurrects with a burst of energy, dragging Sorrelpaw off the road and into the safety of a fern on the ShadowClan side

The humans are coming out of the car to examine the boar they struck, but Firestar doesn't have time to consider that or his vision.

Littlecloud's head pokes out of the foliage and he springs into action, checking them both for injury. Breathless, Firestar points behind him and rasps, "Willowpelt!"

Littlecloud nods and bolts across the road.

Runningnose saunters out from a different angle-- one where he would have been able to see the road. Everything that happened.

His gaze is unsettling as ever, pausing, eyeing the leader up and down.

He starts tending to Sorrelpaw, then mumbles,

"Brave of you."

"It's what any leader would have done."

"No. It's what you always do."

Firestar doesn't know how to respond to that, but he's glad Runningnose isn't staring at him anymore.

But continues, "You will learn terrible things in the days to come, Firestar, and StarClan will not answer the questions that find you. If you seek the truth, meet me by the mothermouth on the night after the next gathering."

Sorrelpaw is leaning up now, her eyes dazed and confused, as if she's trying to figure out what happened.

#So Crick could still get killed in the Boar Attack of BB!TNP #But I'm unsure yet. It's not a pressing matter either though #Because I also wouldn't mind just keeping her around until a Po3 epidemic #But there's THREE deadly events in TNP so it makes the most sense for her to meet her maker there. #Firestar's Quietus #better bones au

[ange1princess]

Request: If you do smut can you what the obey me boys would do if they got hard in a public place. If you can’t do all of them can you do Lucifer, Mammon, Beel, Diavolo, and Simeon❤️

Characters: Gn!reader x Lucifer, Mammon, Beel, Diavolo, Simeon

Genre: smut, mdni

A/N: My first request!! I hope you like it <3 I'm gonna go work on my carrd now laughs. Reblogs appreciated!!

Masterlist

Lucifer

❥ He'd probably be very embarassed about it, it would make him feel out of control and annoyed, if it happens when he's making his rounds at RAD he'd probably go to his office as soon as possible.

❥ He'd probably fly there too so that no one can see that he's being so "improper", getting hard in public, would try to be as discreet as possible but accidentally panics while going to his office, could possibly end up knocking into some students but manages to escape.

❥ Won't masturbate in his office, he'd think it's very unprofessional and would try to calm himself down and wait it out, probably thinks about terrible things or watches videos of people falling (it helps).

Mammon

❥ I'm sorry he's getting hard in public while shopping, and the worst part is he won't even realise it for a while, he'd be a bit lost in his own world, he'd probably only notice it when he's in a changing room trying something on.

❥ I love him but he can be a bit impulsive and he'd probably just want to get rid of his boner as soon as possible because he has a modelling gig to be at soon and he can't walk around like that.

❥ Masturbates in the changing room, he's not really the quiet type, probably moans loudly even when he's trying not to, comes out of the dressing room and buys everything in there, thinks he's gotten away with it and no one knows... People know they're just too scared to say anything.

Beel

❥ I don't know why but I really can't imagine Beel in a situation by himself where he randomly gets hard in public, so involve you in the mix. He's probably in the gym, when you send him a picture, wearing nothing but his jersey.

❥ This excites him and it makes him want to sweat in different ways iykwim, he'd try to hide it using his gym bag and rushes. RUSHES home as fast as possible to see you, hoping you're still sitting all pretty for him.

❥ Comes back home and runs to his room to satiate his hunger for you, probably fucks you till you're shaking and your legs don't work goodluck walking tomorrow <///3

Diavolo

❥ He's a busy man, he has a lot of work to do, he can't add this to his long list of tasks, he only has so many hours doesn't he? He may need external help with this one, he'd think to himself.

❥ It's kinda foolish to think he'd relieve himself alone when you're right there to help him out! This would probably happen to him while he's in a meeting, he accidentally drifts off as one of the other higher ups rambles on about something that's already been discussed.

❥ His fantasies take a sharp turn as he starts thinking about his big hands on your warm, soft skin, the images from previous nights coming back. He needs to dismiss the meeting and calls you to his office so that you can help him out with the problem you (he) caused under the table as he completed his work.

Simeon

❥ For an angel, he sure has a lot of impure thoughts about you at the most random and often inconvenient times of the day. Right now, he was out getting groceries so that he could bake a cake for you with Luke.

❥ But oops! All of a sudden, he's thinking about how you were making him sin last night, with your seductive gaze holding his own while you were worshipping him as if he were your god. He let out a sigh leaning against his cart in front of the row of sugar and flour.

❥ He sighed, he should've just ordered the groceries from Akuzon instead, now he has to hide the print in his tailored pants and he doesn't know how. He could just leave his cart in the aisle for a second before going to the bathroom and masturbating, telling himself it's just a one time thing and it was an accident whilst doing so.

#☆ storytime with berry ! #obey me smut #obey me x reader #lucifer x reader #mammon x reader #beel x reader #diavolo x reader #simeon x reader #lucifer smut #mammon smut #beel smut #diavolo smut #simeon smut

[hajimeshoe]

Savannaclaw with Capybara!S/O

I've been on Capybara tiktok, and so I got the urge to write this. A bit of info, Capybara's are the largest rodents, are extremely social, love the water, are agile and used as furniture by other animals.

Leona

Honestly had no clue how he ended up with them

Unlike him, they were normally surrounded by people from their own dorm, and other dorms

But Leona did distinctly remember meeting them because he found them asleep in the pool, their head propped up on a floatie

Eventually though, he ended up drawn into their apparent ever-growing social circle

He'll nap with them any time of the day, although he occasionally has to drag them out of the pool to do so

When cuddling, despite their large frame, he attempts to be the big spoon when he can

He does cave and let them be the big spoon tho

Our dear prince gets irritated fast, we know this, but even more so when he finds his S/O being used as a pillow, or lifting someone up on their shoulders to reach something because they were closer than a ladder or a stool

"Oi, Ruggie! Get that dumbass off My Herbivore's shoulders now!" and "Herbivore, you have until I finish my spell's chant to get them off of you if you don't want to be covered in sand!" are common phrases from him now

Ruggie

He's tiny compared to them

Does not appreciate how much time they spend in the water much. - in moderation, he thinks swimming is alright, but like they shouldn't fall asleep in the water??

Found them lifting Malleus Draconia up because the two were trying to get something and were spending time bonding once

Ruggie had no idea whether to be terrified for them or to be upset because he has told them countless times by now to stop letting people use them as furniture

He then found them an hour later, with Silver basically using them as a makeshift bed while they were studying

Ruggie was not a happy hyena with a very happy capybara

"Yeah, sure, go ahead and go cliff diving. I'm not patching you up when you get hurt...if you die though, I get your stuff, right?"

Jack

Definite met when he jumped into the pool because he found them asleep and thought they were dead

They looked at him, flipped him off, jumped back in the pool and went back to sleep

Istg the only reason the two ended up dating is because they're social as fuck and Jack is a loyal boy who is worried about this ray of sunshine in a school like NRC

Literally growls at anyone who uses his S/O as a piece of furniture when he's around

Tries to explain the dangers of being as social as they are (not that they listen to him, they teased him about being jealous that they had more contacts in their phone than Cater from Heartslabyul)

When his social battery burns out, he drags them back to Savanaclaw only with the promise of hanging out in the dorms pool

Also vowed to never let them near a cliff after he found out they go cliff diving back home

#leona kingscholar #leona kingsholar x reader #ruggie bucchi x reader #ruggie bucchi #jack howl x reader #jack howl #twst headcanons #twisted wonderland

[volturissideslut]

Out late at night the reader is on a bridge in town. A guy makes a pass at her and when she rejects him he gets upset and argues. She ends up being knocked over the edge of the bridge but a vampire happens to be nearby. Not only that but she's also his mate and he has to act fast in order to save her.(thinking he has to pull her out of the water and possibly do cpr up to you!) Please and thank you!! Not many people do the Volturi and I'd love to see this with them!

𝖁𝖔𝖑𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖎 𝖌𝖚𝖆𝖗𝖉

I'm not entirely sure who you wanted for this so i'm just going to do poly kings because that's what I'm in the mood for rn, strong mentions of violence towards the end (Caius threatens to skin someone alive)

One of the very few times all three kings are outside of the volturi castle at one time

And boy are they glad

so you're up on the bridge just as they're passing under

and they can hear the kerfuffle (vampire hearing and all)

and though the voice is filled with panic they cant help but follow the source

and by luck - though i'm not sure if its good or bad, all things considered- you are pushed off the bridge and fall into the stream right in front of them, practically falling perfectly into their lives#

almost

landing in the water with a crash, you realise you perhaps should have learned to swim all them years ago, condemning yourself as you flail about helplessly

Caius, always on high alert and guarded, is the first to react. He rushes into the water and pulls you out

All three of them ignore your profuse thanking for the time being as they fist check on your physical well-being

Marcus has his hands on your cheeks, allowing his eyes to roam over your face as he observes for injuries as Aro is simultaneously rubbing your back in a soothing manner and giving the rest of you a once over (Caius just mopes at the side, half proud he saved his mate and half grumpy that he looks like a drenched cat. Vampires aren't big fans of swimming, you know?)

Once they manage to assure themselves that you're safe enough to their liking they invite you to their castle house to freshen yourself up and take care of you

of course some denial happens as you've already bothered them so much with the whole saving your life ordeal and all

but they're insistent and you don't want to be rude and it's not like you have anywhere else to go considering the person who pushed you off was your brother that you live with

"come along, cara mia" Aro would say, leading you to their not-so-humble abode

its only five minutes later when they realise you were pushed off and i'm sure you can guess which king was filled with rage (hint: it's his default setting)

all that he can do for now is mutter under his breath "i'm going to fucking skin him alive for that" before continuing on with his mate and brothers

then the other two remember

but who can blame them for forgetting, you're just that mesmerising

don't worry, they'll have Demetri find him immediately

#volturi #volturissideslut #x reader #twilight renascence #twilight #twilight saga #fic #aro volturi #aro volturi x reader #caius volturi #caius volturi x reader #marcus volturi #marcus volturi x reader #twilight imagine

[imrllytootiredforthis]

for some reason i wanna take it slow w tyun

nothing extreme and rough just being gentle w each other, praising him just to see his adorable smile☹️ he's so desperate for your touch that he'd start begging for it😞😞(it'd be hard to let go of his pride but he'd still do it lolol)

HOWEVER OMG

so i was thinking about...fucking him right before the concert 🫣🫣like in some abandoned closet room or something like that,,, he'd be so impatient and needy, telling you to be faster since he has to be on stage really soon:(( and so you tugging on his blueish hair got him cumming so hard he could barely hold his whimpers:((

p.s. i miss u already 😥come back soon ❣️

i missed you toooo<3333, sadly i'm not fully back, i'll be trying to answer some asks here and there but i'm still gonna be pretty busy over the next while😞😞

but that's not important, cuz that blue hair rlly got him on my mind rnnn

before a concertttt, like holy shit, how does your brain come up with the best ideas😫????

---

there's about twenty minutes before the boys are supposed to be onstage so you decide to go wish your tae some...good luck,

popping your head into his dressing room where the makeup artist is making him all pretty, dusting some blush over his cheekbones, scolding him to sit still when he squirms from seeing you in the mirror.

"hey tae,"

"hi," he brushes a hand at the artist, pushing her away lightly without any force, eyes stuck on you all while a smile curls at your lips. "y-you can go now."

"but-" they look at you, then back at taehyun before quickly making up their mind and packing up their stuff to get out of there as soon as they possibly can

and when the ten minutes until they're supposed to be onstage announcement is made,

through the door of his dressing room, asking him of he needs any last minute touching up or anything

well, he's not very ready

because all the while your hand covers his mouth to keep any noises from slipping out, your other down the front of his pants, not even pulled down in your haste

he whines when they leave and you uncover his mouth, bucking up into your touch, face sinfully, delectably red as he tries not to drool or cry and mess up his pretty makeup

"f-faster, please, i need to be on stage soon~" he moans, pawing at your wrist in an effort to do exactly that

you simply slap his wrist away, nipping at the shell of his ear. "i say how fast-you got that? have patience."

he whimpers but nods, eyes falling shut, trying not to scream when you speed up

"five minutes! hurry up!"

he pants, heavy broken gasps, mewling in hopes of enticing you to go faster. "y-y/n, please, i n-need to g-go~"

you stay stubborn to his pleas, hushing him in his ear, licking up the side of his neck

"p-please," he sobs,

your hand comes up, forcing his head up by his pretty blueish hair that you can't seem to get enough of. "don't be gree-"

he shudders, a high-pitched moan, too loud for where you currently are slips from his lips as his back arches, pushing himself into your hand. his eyes roll into the back of his head and he swears he can see stars

and when he finally comes out of it, heaving and sweating and looking at what a mess he is in the mirror, getting simultaniously more turned on and a panicked wreck because holy shit-

"did you just cum?" you whisper

he swallows thickly with a nod, shutting his eyes.

panicked because from where he is in your arms, he can see the time, and you just gave him a mind-blowing, unrecoverable orgasm exactly two minutes before he was supposed to be onstage

--

lol, sorry this isn't very good, i'm kinda tired but i needed to reply to this one😫😫

#inbox💌 #blue hair tae✊ #sub taehyun #taehyun smut #txt smut #sub txt #txt hard thoughts #hard thoughts #taehyun x reader #d7dream<3

[eremin0109]

So I just played the entire Majima introduction scene in Kiwami 2 and suffice to say I'm having some t h o t s. After having to sit through that awkward af scene where Kaoru undresses in front of Kiryu and then has a heart-to-heart with him about wanting to find out about her past (like seriously? if y'all wanted show them bonding just do THAT?? Do they need to sexualise that encounter like fucking look at the way the camera positions on Kaoru's breasts while she's genuinely talking about wanting to find out the truth. men at sega are truly limp dicked bastards istg) it was such a breath of fresh air to FINALLY go and see Majima.

Like at the Tojo HQ I almost screamed when Kiryu found the demonfire knife in Terada's backroom and was all like "I'd recognise that dagger anywhere..." like we know baby. You've got scars on your body the shape of the dagger's edge, of course you'd recognise it! And then the conviction with which he says that Majima is the only one who can save the clan from falling apart when Yayoi and Kashiwagi are both apprehensive about it is just...*chef's kiss*.

The actual meeting scene takes the cake of course. Kiryu brings that damn dagger with him to Purgatory and tosses it to the ground like some sort of a mating call to Majima, like he knows that's the only way he'll actually respond. And then what follows is just Sayama being obviously third-wheeled the entire time these gay bitches are in proximity to each other. Like I'm pretty sure the use of the very possessive sounding "my Kiryu-chan" definitely raised her eyebrows. (Not to mention, his dialogue with Sayama comes off more or less catty. The nicknames he calls her feel patronizing, like he dismisses her being anything more than another arm candy. Of course that is until the "I'm a cop" reveal lmao, that sobers him up pretty fucking fast).

And of course then Kiryu is more or less begging Majima to come back to the Tojo, bowing his head low in reverence and desperation and a bit of selfishness too because he KNOWS Majima won't be able to say no. Not to him, HIS Kiryu-chan. And Majima surely just reinforces that fact by saying "Ya know I can't bear seeing ya like this..." They're both pretty fucking aware of the fact that Majima has a big ol' soft spot for Kiryu (and now, thanks to all of this shit happening right in front of her salad, Sayama does too).

But the real highlight of the scene comes after, during Kiryu's entry into the coliseum where Majima is just so shamelessly checking him out through the cage it's not even subtle. But we all know that already.

What we don't know is the fact that its Kiryu who looks at him first and he just keeps looking at Majima's direction after winning against Di Sciuva:

against Gary Buster Holmes:

Kiryu knows Majima's eyes have constantly been on him throughout the tournament. And so it's not even entirely subtle that he's making sure Majima's having a good time because all of this is basically a show Kiryu's putting on for his eyes, hoping it'd be impressive enough to convince him to come back to Tojo clan. But I'm willing to bet anything that some part of Kiryu thoroughly enjoyed that shit too.

Everyone and their mother knows what comes next, gay sex in a caged fight, but still I will never get tired of going absolutely bonkers over Majima's entry scene. Everything about it is just so powerful and sensual and just so fucking cool.

It SCREAMS reciprocation. Majima is basically like 'Kiryu-chan gave me such a spectacular show it'd be such a shame not to return the favour' and then he just presents himself like THAT to Kiryu, in all his glory and asks him all smugly whether he likes the fucking view. That was so cunty of him UGH.

and Kiryu is just so fucking amused and he VERY MUCH VISIBLY likes what he's seeing. his body language, the way his voice drips with something dangerously close to fondness, that damn li'l smile like Kazuma Kiryu you're so fucking gay for this man it's embarrassing~

Their post-fight scene has a different fanbase altogether, because goddamnit Kiryu do be looking at Majima like he wants to wreak him all ways to Sunday.

This is one of the few times through the 3 Yakuza games I've played that I've genuinely found Kiryu to be smokin' hot. Like I don't think he's EVER smirked like that at anyone, much less a female love interest. There's just so much going on on his face (bless the dragon engine graphics) and good GOD every bit of it is downright filthy.

He fucked that man, hard (or got dicked down within an inch of his life). PERIODT.

Sjsjdjdjrowjehejkeje I don't think we talk enough about Majima here. The way he looks down then slowly back up to Kiryu while a little smile plays on his lips, the way he lowers his voice to that sultry af tone and he invites Kiryu for a drink, almost as if it's an inside thing for them both, as if it's code for "hey, wanna fuck nasty on my desk?" And Kiryu, for once in his life, picks right up on that, and then fucking smirks like THAT because of course he wants to fuck, what kind of a question is that?

Like there's just no other feasible way to explain this interaction. Y'all know if this exact scene was between Kiryu and Sayama, they'd have been all over each other in the next scene.

But because it's SEGA's two leading men, they settled for the most obvious insinuation possible that it just makes it way more horny than if they'd just straight away fucked. I said what I said.

#anyway that's all #well...for now at least #this scene is just so fucking good like I can't even #these are not even ALL of my feelings about it #how do they expect me to give a shit 'bout Kiryu and Sayama's lil thing when these two are so shameless with their carnal desire for e/o??? #everything about them in this game makes me insane in the best possible way #truly the brainrottest of brainrots #kazumaji #kazuma kiryu #goro majima #yakuza #yakzua kiwami 2

[sillylittlegay]

Resident Evil OS — [Leon S. Kennedy X M!reader]

Pronouns used for Reader; he/him

Warnings; Mentions of death and injury; very slight nsfw (Mentions, slightly heated make-out); lots of swearing

Summary; The Reader works to bring down Umbrella, Leon joins in the team to help provide information yet the two don't get along at first, one day the Reader is fast asleep while the whole team goes with Leon to get to an Umbrella facility to gather proof, Reader and Leon end up realising they're both idiots and don't hate each other after the Reader has a little nervous breakdown because all of them are gone once he wakes up. They then proceed to make out because they're both tired (lots of tired in this thing) and somewhat need the other close.

Tried my best, I suck at summaries.

Authors Notes; started writing this at midnight, mostly kept on writing during the night, aka this one is full of my thinking while tired (not that that's a bad thing I'm just warning y'all)

As always, I apologize for any mistakes!

(Y/N) sighed deeply. For days they had been searching for information and for days they've found nothing. It was getting frustrating how good Umbrella was at completely wiping out anything they could've found. Their team was small, sure, but they should've found something, anything by now. Yet they were at the exact same point they had been at days before. No new information on Umbrella or what they were planning and that godforsaken shithouse called government wouldn't believe shit they said if they didn't provide proof. If they just had a lead, but even that wasn't in their favour. (Y/N) felt like he hadn't slept in days – which was probably true since all his time had been spent on getting even the slightest of idea – and all he wanted was to crash into his bed and sleep for Seventeen days straight. Something like his personal little Winter slumber. But he had work to do. Important work. It was for the safety of the whole country – hell, probably even the whole world. Nothing could actually get him away from his computer right now, lazily clicking on multiple things, deep into parts of the internet he didn't think he'd ever find himself in. Not even the soft calling of his teammate got his attention, mostly because his headphones blasted his music louder than anything else just so he wouldn't fall asleep right this second.

»(Y/N) for fucks sake!« He flinched harshly at his headphones being ripped away and his teammate yelling nearly right into his ear. »Jesus fucking Christ what?« He grumbled, grabbing his headphones from the other and turning off the music. »We have a lead. Well, nearly. There's this guy that says he can help us and – we're hoping for the best okay.« His teammate spoke, nervously fidgeting with his hands. »Well go get that lead then? What's the issue?« (Y/N) questioned. He watched cautiously as his Teammate explained how that random guy was in need of their help beforehand. »We just need to get him out of that building and then we'll be fine! Can't be too hard.« They mumbled, slightly scared of the others stern look. »Fucks sake.« (Y/N) grumbled as he grabbed the gun he stored inside his desk. »This guy better be worth it. That's an Umbrella building yknow.« He then added, by the way his teammates face git even more scared he guessed that they in fact, did not know that.

A few minutes later the two arrived at the building where this Leon guy was supposed to be. Now that (Y/N) had gotten the name of the guy they'd be saving he felt a little more at ease. He remembered reading some stuff about him once or twice. If he wasn't mistaken at least. »I go in, you stay in the car so we can make a quick escape, got it?« He said, slightly looking over at his buddy, who sat at the steering wheel, obviously more than nervous. For this being their idea they sure as fuck didn't know what they were doing. They only nodded, signaling (Y/N) to get out of the car, swiftly making his way towards the door. Just before he could open it himself, it swung open harshly, revealing what he assumed was Leon. »Sure as hell took your time. We gotta get away from here, now.« Leon hissed, already making his way towards the car. »Well hello to you too.« (Y/N) spoke sarcastically, only taken aback a little by how hostile Leon was being. It was normal in this field of work – if what he was doing even counted as work since he was only trying to bring down one big organisation. However, he couldn't help but notice that Leon had taken his seat in the passenger side if the car – something that more than pissed him off. First he was being an ass, then he stole his seat? (Y/N) made a mental note of not letting that fucker also have his tea or something. Reluctantly he took a seat in the back, acting like he didn't notice Leon's annoyed sigh and his small remark about how he was being way too slow. Only a loud growl from inside the house made him jump, hurrying to put on his seatbelt while his Teammate already drove away hastily.

The three had barely made it to the office building where the team had taken a few office rooms in order to build something like a base when Leon already started complaining. Quite frankly, he was complaining about everything. And (Y/N) was even more pissed at that. »Should've left you there to die then if you're gonna complain either way.« He huffed after getting out of the car while Leon complained that they could've been at his previous location faster. »I'm not complaining, I'm giving helpful tips.« Leon answered, earning an eye roll from the slightly shorter male. Once in the elevator, the bickering of the two got more and more annoying – for some reason neither wanted to believe they were in the wrong and (Y/N)s Teammate simply put their brain on autopilot so they didn't need to deal with it. »Okay, I'm done with this. (Y/N), you take a long ass nap once we're up there and Leon, you take a fucking shower. The two of you argue like a married couple for fucks sake.« They sighed after a while, not understanding how these two could continue to argue about what they both could've done differently. Yet their words quickly shut the two up, each grumbling about how they were right and how the other was simply an idiot.

The continuing days Leon and (Y/N) continued to not get along. While Leon did provide helpful information with which they were able to finally localise current facilities of Umbrella, (Y/M) still took a big dislike towards the taller. When asked about it he'd just argue that Leon was probably trying to get them killed or badly injured. In his mind Leon was an agent sent by Umbrella to shut their whole organisation down – even if they hadn't nearly done enough to even get noticed by the company. The rest of the team was fed up – no matter who of the two they talked to, the only topic they'd talk about was the other. Now some might say that's sweet, but while (Y/N) cursed the ever living shit out of Leon, Leon made the other look like a total fool.

In the eyes of (Y/N)s Teammates both of them were idiots and needed to get a grip.

It was only a week after meeting Leon for the first time that it came to (Y/N)s mind that maybe, just maybe, he could be kind of.. nice. The team planned to get into an Umbrella facility that had been hidden from the world to gather information and, if anything interesting was found, take pictures. To be frank, his nerves were laying blank and he – again – hadn't slept in a few days. (Y/N) was tired and annoyed and the constant bickering of Leon didn't quite help his case. He tried his best to ignore him and get out of his way by locking himself in his part of the office, yet every time he went to grab another coffee or needed to tell the others about something he found, Leon would be there, mercilessly teasing him. (Y/N) simply started texting his teammates whatever he found out and only went to get coffee when he felt like he desperately needed one.

Right now was one of those desperate times. He was only half awake, barely actually hearing what was going on around him, yet he couldn't get up from his seat, too busy reading an old Article about Umbrellas research facilities. More specific about a mistake that had happened and cost many lives. (Y/N) was sure he wouldn't find this article again if he got up now, a silent paranoia that had come over him while reading. A faint knock on the door caught his attention and he lifted his head. Walking to the door somewhat made him forget his dreamlike state, slightly waking him up and making him feel even more tired at the same time. With a sigh he unlocked the glass door – which he had barricaded with cloth immediately after getting the office, he simply hated glass doors – only to find his somehow second biggest enemy right in front of him, holding two steaming mugs. He didn't even need to ask to know that Leon was holding two cups of coffee, the smell alone woke him up a tad bit more. »What do you want. I'm really not in the mood for your shit right now.« (Y/N) sighed, his voice not nearly as sharp as he had wanted it to be. »Brought you coffee.« Leon just mumbled in response. No remark, no teasing. Either something was fishy or Leon had finally realised he had been in the wrong – about what exactly? (Y/N) couldn't remember. He took the hot cup Leon slightly handed to him, wondering if this was really an act of service or the coffee was poisoned and would kill him immediately. »Look, I know you're tired. You need sleep. Let me continue your resear—« Leon started, interrupted by (Y/N)s laughter. »And risk having you keep important information from us? No chance.« He then stated, taking his seat at his desk again while Leon grabbed one of the chairs (Y/N) had stuffed into a corner. »I was in one of those facilities before. More than one to be honest. Hell, I was in Racoon city. I'm the last person that's gonna throw you over.« He then explained, sitting down on the opposite side of (Y/N). »I don't trust shit you say.« The other grumbled. »So you're risking the injury and death of your mates because you dislike me for some stupid reason?« The taller huffed, leaning back in his seat. »I'm not risking Shit. Why do you think I keep myself alive on coffee and energy drinks? So those idiots, who respectfully don't know shit about the world, can have a safe little trip into what they think Umbrella does.« (Y/N) growled. »They don't know. They weren't in Raccoon city. Honestly, I wasn't either but I saw what did that. Before Raccoon city, before any bigger outbreaks. I was part of a Research Team, for a really short time. I saw what they did and I bolted.« He added, resting his head on his hands while remembering those days.

Nothing would make him forget the thing he saw. The others told him it was still human and could think but it followed orders blindly and didn't look human. There was no humanity behind the dead eyes if that thing – Bio Organic Weapon. (Y/N) could throw up at the thought of it. It looked dead and it sure as hell had been.

»Fuck I didn't know.« Leon sighed, getting (Y/N) out of his grim thoughts. »You understand why I don't trust you? Umbrella has been fucking with my life for years now.« The shorter male questioned, slightly relieved when Leon nodded in slight defeat. »Wanna do a cheeky promise like children? Promise that we'll get along from now?« Leon then asked and (Y/N) laughed softly. »Pinky promise.« The shorter grinned and held out his pinky to the other. Leon himself grinned as well, carefully wrapping his pinky around (Y/N)s. »Pinky promise to get along.« They both chuckled, neither actually knowing why they did this. (Y/N) blamed it on his sleep deprivation, Leon on him being fed up with fighting someone he was supposed to help. Deep down both knew that there was probably an entirely different reason.

»Now, let me do that research shit while you get some sleep.« Leon grinned, softly ruffling the others hair. »Yeah yeah whatever.« (Y/N) just replied while chuckling and got up to go to the small office bathroom. Moments later he walked back to Leon, now changed into new sweatpants and another oversized shirt, these ones significantly more comfortable. »Thought i told you to get some sleep?« Leon teased upon (Y/N) entering the small room. »'m gonna sleep here. The way home is too long of a drive for me right now.« His answer earned him a soft laugh from the brown haired which he reciprocated while getting comfortable in the small sleeping area he had prepared in a corner. (Y/N) fell asleep to the sound of Leon tapping away on the keyboard and his soft groans every time a source deemed unusable.

Once he woke up again Leon was gone. He guessed he was just getting himself coffee, yet the computer had been shut down and seemed like that had been the case for a while now. (Y/N) walked through the rest of the office, wondering where the others went – Leon wasn't the only one missing. The whole team was gone, only a note in the kitchen told him that all of them were out to investigate.

Without him.

They had chosen to leave him while going to one of the most dangerous places he could even think of. Sure, they had Leon, but right now he didn't quite care about that. For all he knew, they could all be dead by now. Wildly cursing to himself he couldn't do anything but wait. Going to where they were on his own would be suicide so waiting was his only option.

Waiting and hoping.

After what felt like a decade (Y/N) heard a key rustle in the door, a few seconds later he bolted there, more than relieved to see all of his teammates – friends – safe and uninjured. »Jesus you won't believe it (Y/N), Leon fought against some weird mutated Monster! Like straight out of a movie shit! I knew Umbrella was bad but Goddamn I didn't think that! Bio Weapons, (Y/N)! Can you believe that?« In response (Y/N) only looked at them in pure shock as his gaze wandered to Leon. »What I can't believe is how fucking stupid you all are.« He started, swiftly being cut off by Leon shoving a bag into his hands. »Gotta celebrate this win with Fast food, pretty boy.« The taller grinned, softly patting (Y/N)s head. In disbelief he just shoved the food back to Leon and stormed off. This was entirely too idiotic for him. He needed time to work through the fact that all his friends could've gotten killed by a company he swore to destroy with his own hands. Yet nothing prepared him for Leon following him. »Look (Y/N) I'm sorry but there was this thing and we had to go immediately–« »So wake me up! It's not that hard! Jesus Christ Leon you all could've gotten injured or killed! Have you thought about that? What would I have done then hm? Live my life like nothing happened because oh well I lost my friends because I was fucking asleep because some idiotic stuck up asshole just decided not to wake me up??« He yelled, swatting his hands at Leon and not even giving him time to get a response. »I'm sorry–« The brown haired started, interrupted by (Y/N) once again. »You better be! Leon, you better be fucking sorry for all of this. Did you really think Fast food would make me think 'oh yeah well then it's fine!'?!« Leon shook his head as he took some cautious step towards the shorter one. (Y/N) was just about to continue his rang, wanting to go on about how Leon was an Idiot and should've definitely never worked with them because all he brought were problems – Though he wouldn't really mean that– when Leon softly cupped his face in his hands. »I'm really sorry. I wanted you to get enough sleep. I didn't want you to get hurt. I made sure the others were safe, I made sure of that at all times. I didn't want to put you in danger.« The other couldn't answer, slightly taken aback by Leon's sudden closeness and the softness of his touch. »Fucking hell..« The shorter then mumbled, placing his hand on Leons upper arm. »You have serious issues Leon.« He added, teasingly grinning at the taller. »No shit Sherlock.« Leon laughed. »Next time you're taking me with you so I can make sure you don't die. Deal?« (Y/N) stated, determined to get his way. He felt relieved once the brown haired nodded, never once letting go of the shorter. »Okay and just how long do you plan on holding my face? It's not like I'm against it I just–« »You talk too much.« Leon interrupted, carefully pressing a kiss on the others lips. »Trying to be charming, Leon?« (Y/N) chuckled against his lips, making Leon laugh in response. »Are you saying I'm not usually Charming?« He said in a slightly offended tone, yet (Y/N) easily noticed that he was only acting. »God you're awful.« The shorter huffed in response, learning towards Leon for another kiss. »If I'm really so awful I guess I'm too awful to give you another kiss.« The brown haired grinned, taking a step back from (Y/N) as he held his hands up. The other rolled his eyes at Leon's antics, casually grabbing the neck of the taller ones shirt to pull him in, catching his lips in a soft yet passionate kiss.

Leon – somewhat caught off guard by how forward the other was being – hurried to get his hands back on the other man's body, simply letting them rest on his hips. Both tried their best to keep it civil, to not get too engaged, but Leon softly rubbing his thumb over (Y/N)s hip made him forget all that, as he bit the brown haired mans lower lip. That in response made Leon gasp softly, lifting the other up and carefully placing him down on the desk, chuckling when the other wrapped his legs around him to trap Leon closer to him. »Trying to seduce me?« The Brown haired teased, softly whispering the words into (Y/N)s ear. »I sure hope you're already seduced otherwise it'll be real awkward once we actually start this.« He replied, laughing to himself silently. Leon huffed in response, mumbling something about how he'd make sure that mouth would be shut soon. Their lips found each other again, both hungrily pressing against the other, hands softly roaming around their bodies.

They only separated from their almost sinful make out session when they heard a knock on the door – one of (Y/N)s friends telling them that they had ordered pizza for the whole team.

»Guess we'll have to continue this some other time.« Leon chuckled, pressing a soft kiss against (Y/N)s cheek. »I'll take your word for that, we better continue this soon.« The shorter replied, smiling at the man between his legs – somehow he knew that Leon had made a silent promise to him, the promise that this wouldn't have just been a one time thing.

A silent promise of a possible forever.

#leon s kennedy x male reader #leon s kennedy x reader #leon s kennedy #leon kennedy #leon kennedy resident evil #leon kennedy re4 #male reader #resident evil fanfiction #resident evil 4 #resident evil

[misslaevna]

A little rant about episode 11

Just finished watching episode 11, and to be honest I am so, so disappointed. I'm not one to complain openly about something, but right now I feel like it's time to.

Spoilers below, also tw: personal opinion, if you can't take that, please do not read this.

Also I'd like to state that I like bsd. I love bsd, I wouldn't have a blog and a tiktok account dedicated to the series if I didn't - this isn't to hate on the series nor on Asagiri, just my two cents regarding the plot.

I have voiced my concerns to friends and mainly on discord how the current direction of the manga and the plot worries me, and I am beyond stunned that my biggest fear actually came true.

All the 'Fyodor is my comfort character' personal stuff aside, I feel like since the prison break arc started, the quality of the writing and the plot hit an all time low.

From my perspective, we got this huge buildup about Fyodor being this absolutely genius of a character. He is smart, he accounts for every possibility and there is no detail that he could possibly miss.

On the other hand, we have Dazai, who is, well, just as smart and perceptive as Fyodor.

So, we have two very smart characters up against each other, which I get why is challenging from a writing perspective, however (especially) since the intrudction of Time Cat Lady, I feel like the writing went from a carefully and logically built up plot to throwing in deus ex machinas and a looot of explanations afterwards to conveniently give the upper hand to Dazai.

I have no problem with Fyodor dying and Dazai emerging as winner (actually I kind of do because I would've loved to see the Agency or Atsushi or Ranpo take him down, but what else could have possibly happened anyways? Dazai is a fan favourite, we don't kill the money machine), however I have a bone to pick with the execution.

I think I would've loved to see a more carefully constructed plot where I can actually root for characters and actually worry for them. Asagiri pulled way too many 'oh they look dead but oh wait actually this and that happened which the reader wasn't aware of so they're not dead' shenanigas to the point where, in my opinion, as readers we simply just couldn't take any major character 'death' seriously - they'll somehow be resurrected anyways or it's gonna eventually be revealed that they weren't even dead to begin with.

And this was the case with Dazai and Chuuya here as well. To me this feels more like trying to put out a fire because of being cornered and having created characters so smart that they prove to be too difficult to write (at least in a pace fast enough for monthly chapter releases?) than actually putting effort into the plot.

All the 'well actually Chuuya wasn't even a vampire' bullshit to me was just way too fucking convenient. I'm happy that Chuuya is alive and well, but this too just served as a convenient plot point to give Dazai the upper hand while dumbing Fyodor significantly down.

I'm sorry but I didn't interpret Fyodor's character so careless (especially for someone who's very sensitive about his physical health) as to not take the antidote as soon as he got out. I didn't get to know Fyodor who would just fall for that trick Dazai pulled.

I really feel like we missed out a LOT on Fyodor with no backstory or whatsoever provided. His character stayed shallow and empty, and I'm actually really mad at Asagiri about this because he was supposed to be this very dangerous and complex villain but I feel like what we were teased with was just not delivered.

I really hope we get a more refined manga ending or that this will be better executed in the upcoming chapters.

Once again, I'm not mad about Fyodor dying, I'm rather disappointed by the way it was delivered. It feels rushed, it feels empty and it didn't live up to my expectations at all.

#bungou stray dogs #bsd fyodor #rant #letti rambles #i am just angry and sad #like this is not the bsd i fell in love with #and i mourn it #dazai osamu #bsd dazai #chuuya nakahara #bsd chuuya

[tokkishouse]

I do write for Aether c: I hope you like what I did for the prompt. It's a very unique one

(Sfw) Le Papillon

Characters: Aether x GN!Reader

Warnings: Cursing, reader has an anemo vision

WC: ~1k words

People will go on and on about how pretty butterflies are. The grace they represent. The beauty they display for all to see. They represent tranquility and calm. They're just magnificent.

Well, you're calling bullshit!

Butterflies are pretty, sure. But for you, all they represent is inconvenience. For as long as you can remember, you always had the ability to become a butterfly. Unlike Fischl though, who could control when she used Oz to fly and tactically evade attacks from enemies, your transformations were involuntary.

While you were sleeping, out walking by yourself, or sometimes while you were in the bathroom-- it was out of your control. Worst of all, you had no idea when you'd turn back to normal, meaning any future plans were horribly thrown out the window.

This translated into relationships you had as well. Suddenly no-showing to friends' engagements because you turned into a butterfly made some of them less eager to invite you out. Plans that you laid out months well in advance were suddenly foiled due to shrinking significantly and growing extra appendages.

Over the years, butterflies had grown to mean anything short of annoying. The only thing that hadn't been affected by this predicament was your relationship with Aether, your boyfriend. Life was nice enough that most outings or plans you had with him didn't need to be canceled because of your transformation. And if you did need to cancel? Aether coincidentally had a commission or task he needed to take care of. Everything always worked out.

Today changed that. You decided to accompany Aether on a commission today to clear out a hilichurl camp in Liyue. It was supposed to be straightforward-- show up, kick some butt, and leave.

But of course, right as you and Aether were going to kill the last Mitachurl, instead of finishing it off with a blast of anemo, you suddenly find yourself fluttering frantically in front of the beast. Just my fucking luck I'd turn in the middle of battle! you curse internally.

Both the mitachurl and Aether look at your butterfly form in confusion, temporarily stunned by the change of events. However, realizing this is not the time to falter, Aether quickly recovers and finishes off the mitachurl with a surprise attack. You flap your wings helplessly as your partner finishes cleaning out the hilichurl camp.

Once completed, Aether walks to a nearby tree, waving you over to follow him. You both stay under the cool shade of the tree in silence, and Aether watches your insect form with confusion and intrigue. His gaze eats at you, making you want to crawl into a cocoon and hide, and doubts begin to cloud your mind.

He's going to think this is weird and want to stop seeing me now. Who would want to date some weirdo that turns into a butterfly? you worry, your flapping speed increasing as you fall deeper into your despair.

"…I'll be honest. I've never seen something like this before. Is it a curse?" Aether asks, and you nearly fall out of the air in surprise. If you could, you give him an incredulous look. Realizing you wouldn't be able to communicate with him in this form, he changes gears.

"Let's go to my teapot and wait till you turn back. I won't get any answers if you're a butterfly," he decides, taking out the device from his bag.

✦✧✦✧

You didn't have to wait long to turn back-- as soon as you both entered the teapot, you reverted back to your normal form, much to your surprise. You fall flat on your butt as gravity works against your body, causing you to yelp in pain upon impact. Aether rushes to help you, but you quickly wave him off.

"I'm fine, I'm fine! Just wasn't prepared to turn human that fast," you grumble, slowly pushing yourself up.

You dust your clothes off and look up at Aether, who stands there awkwardly fidgeting with his fingers. You offer him a tired smile.

"I'll answer your first question: no, it's not a curse. It's just something I was born with. At random times, I'll turn into a butterfly. Quite inconvenient really," you explain. Aether furrows his eyebrows, taking on a pensive look before his face lights up as if he's made a breakthrough discovery.

"Like a cicin mage?" You throw him a cold glare, and he flinches.

"Never compare me to Fatui ever again," you hiss, and he nods aggressively, not wishing to invoke your wrath.

As you make your way into the house to properly unwind for the day, you go into detail about how you've lived with the predicament and how turbulent it's made your life. Getting everything off your chest was relieving. You never had the opportunity to share how you were feeling with anyone, and having these pent-up emotions made your animosity toward your abilities grow.

It helped that Aether was such an attentive listener. He didn't interrupt your explanations or make any judgemental comments. You could tell he was carefully wording his questions so as to not pick at any sore topics. By the end of it, you felt as if you both got closer.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner," you apologize, rubbing the back of your neck sheepishly. "I don't know how you'd feel about dating a bug person." Aether laughs and gently nudges your shoulder.

"I've fought giant sea demon kings and the shogun's puppet. I've watched multiple harbingers turn into monstrous versions of themselves. You turning into a butterfly is nothing, y/n," he reasons. He pokes at your face, grinning. "Unless you turn into a giant butterfly monster. Then we have a different problem on our hands."

You laugh at this, the image of you as a giant butterfly laying waste to Teyvat inspiring amusement instead of fear.

"Don't worry, I don't think that'll happen any time soon," you assure him. His smile relaxes and he takes your hand.

"Then I don't care! And who knows, maybe we can find a way to control it? We can ask Ganyu or Xiao since they have animal forms, right?" You raise an eyebrow.

"I don't think the adepti would waste time on this, dear."

"It wouldn't hurt to ask now would it?" You hum in thought, looking out the window to take in the peaceful environment in the teapot's outdoors.

"S'pose not."

Tumblr was being a pain with the editor so I couldn't reply directly to the original ask.

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Parallel

Through the power of a strange new devil fruit encounter, Sanji gets turned into an anchor between universes. Zoro doesn't really get to help his crew deals with this, though, because the instant he makes contact with the cook, he's teleported right next to the man again. 

Only this time Sanji's wearing different clothes, and looking at him weird. And they aren't on the Sunny anymore. They're in some weird, gray kitchen, and Sanji's holding a weird looking piece of technology, and also looking at him like he doesn't know who the hell he is.

"Who the hell are you?" Sanji says, and it's his voice, but with an accent he doesn't recognize, and Zoro realizes something is very, very wrong.

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modern au sanji / canonverse zoro. because i'm insane

only posting the first short chapter here, but the rest will be on ao3 as it goes on

By the time Zoro wakes up, the invading pirate crew is already halfway unloaded onto the Sunny’s deck.

His stomach drops.

Did he fucking fall asleep on watch? 

“OI!” He shouts, voice less of a yell and more of a deep-throated growl, alerting both his own crew and the invaders. A large man in an oversized coat looks up at him with a scowl, curly black hair obscuring his face. But then he smiles. The captain, Zoro presumes.

As he does so, Sanji and Robin appear on deck, followed shortly after by Nami, Usopp, and Chopper. They all get into fighting stances within seconds, meeting head to head with crew-members already on the Sunny’s lawn, dyed dark blue in the nighttime’s dark haze.

Zoro’s still staring at the captain from the crow’s nest, the other practically daring him to come down and fight. Wasting no time, Zoro unsheathes his swords, jumping from one of the crow’s nest windows, swords gleaming the whole way down. He slams into the deck with enough force to rock the boat, causing a loud splash on its starboard side. Luffy and Franky emerge seconds later, quick to join the battle with eager grins. 

Zoro feels a bit bad for taking the captain. He usually leaves that honor for Luffy. But the guy’s pissed him off, and he feels responsible for dozing off during watch. 

Seriously, what the fuck? Zoro may love to sleep, but he takes watch seriously. He’d never endanger his crew for something as fleeting as a little shut-eye. Mistakes happen, but not to him. Not Roronoa Zoro, master of willpower and control.

He takes all that anger and shame and uses it to beat the shit out of the captain now defiling the Sunny’s deck with his presence.

But the other man is fast. And now he’s finally talking.

He jumps up to the top level of the ship, narrowly avoiding the fight behind him, where Sanji is throwing kicks at a man that looks strikingly similar to-

Wait, what? …Twins?

The man follows Zoro’s stare and gives a hearty laugh. “Whatever you’re thinking, it ain’t right.” He explains. He snaps his fingers, and Sanji suddenly stops behind him, looking uneasy.

“What the hell?” The blonde whispers to himself, looking down at his hands. He feels…wrong. Overwhelmed. Nauseous. The man the cook is fighting has stopped to, looking at him with the same grin as the man Zoro’s focused on.

“I’m Captain Morales of the Parallel Pirates.” The Captain declares.

“And so am I.” Says the man in front of Sanji, now turning to look at Zoro. He steps forward to stand beside Captain Morales (the first one, anyways) and Zoro is shaken, because even identical twins aren’t that…perfect.

It’s obvious this is some kind of devil fruit power, but Zoro isn’t in the mood for learning tonight. He just wants them dead or off his ship.

“Huh?” Usopp pipes up from somewhere to the left of him. Luffy and a few others take notice too. 

“Hey, Zoro, why’s there two of that guy!?” Luffy exclaims, slapping away some insignificant crew member.

…Now that he thinks about it, something is off about this guy’s crew, too. He glances around again, at all the faces scattered among the deck and the ship beside them, and he realizes none of them go together at all. Most pirate crews have some sort of theme, yes, but he doesn’t mean it in the way that they don’t share a similar motif. No, they look like they’ve all come from completely different worlds. 

One man wears old leather greaves, another wears a three-piece suit. One looks straight from Thriller Bark, another is dressed in nothing but silver chrome. One woman boasts a wide array of guns, while another looks slightly more Neanderthal than is excusable by old genetics. It’s a big world out there between all four seas and the Grand Line, he knows that, but this feels like…something even more than that. They feel out of place in a way he can’t place.

“Confused, aren’t you?” Says the man Sanji was fighting. The cook tries to kick him again despite the nausea, but Captain Morales the Second catches him by the leg and throws him down next to Zoro. Zoro doesn’t blink an eye.

“This is the power of the Verse-Verse Fruit.” Says the first Captain Morales.

“I don’t care what the hell your power is. Get lost, or you’ll be split into more pieces than two.” Zoro growls.

The Captains laugh. “Split?”

“No, no.”

“We’re both entirely intact. And no, we aren’t twins.”

“And I’m not a copy, either.”

“He’s me. From another world.”

“I mean, who better to have as a First Mate than another you?”

“Never have to worry about stupid decisions or insubordination. You can always trust yourself.”

“He always makes the same choices I would have made had I been there. It’s awfully convenient.”

Zoro loses track of who’s saying what at some point, but he doesn’t care. “Listen, I already told you, I don’t care about your stupid crew or your stupid powers.”

“Whaaaaat!? I do!” Luffy exclaims, apparently entranced by this guy’s…These guys’? Speech.

“Other worlds!? Like what? How?” The captain continues.

Zoro holds himself back only out of his own loyalty to Luffy. He knows the idiot wants answers, and he can’t go attacking their opponent while the two…three, are talking. 

The Morales’ laugh. “Well, you see, I have the ability to traverse other worlds. It’s how I found half my crew, if you hadn’t noticed.” Says the first captain.

“But he can also turn others into anchor points between worlds, allowing anyone who touches that anchor to travel to another world where that anchor exists.” Says the second captain.

Luffy looks completely lost, as do a few other Strawhats who are listening. 

Usopp pops his fist onto his other hand. “Oh, I think I get it! So say if Zoro existed in another universe, I could touch Zoro and travel to the other world he exists in?”

One of the Captains nods. “Exactly.”

Nami crosses her arms. “And how do they get back?” She looks concerned, scenarios swimming in her head already. 

“Well, if I’m available, of course I simply turn him into an anchor again. He touches the other world Zoro, and he returns here. If I want it that way.”

Nami doesn’t move. “And if you aren’t here?”

They both shrug. “Too bad, so sad.” They say in unison.

Nami grits her teeth. “Hey! Nobody touch anybody! Not even the crew! There’s no telling who he’s already turned into an anchor.”

They both laugh again. “Good work, girl! You’re exactly correct. One of your own is already an anchor, ready to take anyone who touches them to somewhere far, far away from here. And I won’t bring them back no matter how much you beg.”

Zoro grits his teeth. 

That’s it. He isn’t waiting any longer. He can take this guy out without touching him easy-peasy. It’s just his swords that need to make contact, after all. He puts Wado in his mouth and darts forward, demonic eyes set on the dual Captain and his First Mate, when someone stumbles to their feet behind him.

He doesn’t take stock of this, of course, he’s far too focused in the fight- but the Captain notices. He snaps his finger and someone appears in front of him like a wormhole, kicking him harshly back where he came from.

He collides with the cook behind him, Wado knocked from his mouth as the wind is knocked out of him, and before he can even realize what’s happened, he’s standing in a small, gray kitchen, with strange futuristic design completely unfamiliar to him. And before him stands the cook, only now Sanji's wearing different clothes, and looking at him weird. He holds a small flat screen, a piece of technology Zoro doesn’t recognize. The cook turns to him.

"Who the hell are you?" Sanji says, and it's his voice, but with an accent he doesn't recognize, and Zoro realizes something is very, very wrong.

#2 chapters up atm #hi im writing op again. sad #one piece #vinsmoke sanji #roronoa zoro #zosan #fanfic #fic #my writing #modern au #so fun facts: named the multiverse devil fruit user morales after miles morales from spiderverse bc i thought itd be funny LMAO #also! im trying to follow the stuff oda put forward for modern strawhats #such as french sanji and usopp being a graphic designer etc etc #sanji's still a chef tho. but. i do appreciate oda giving him the most stereotypical gay job of ~stylist~ regardless #i find this fic a little silly and embarrassing but im having fun w the lore of it #sanji's in culinary school but works part time at baratie. nami's majoring in geography w a finance minor #usopp is a graphic design major #More Might Happen Idk Read And Find Out