#anon request <3

[taschamonnii]

Finding You 

You x Jane Banner (Wind River - Elizabeth Olsen) 

Angst/Fluff

Summary: Anonymous asked:

I just thought of a zombie apocalypse au. I don't really have a plot or character in mind, though i could imagine that Jane would be interesting for that considering that she's a fbi agent

I thought a bit more of the apocalypse au

It's the first time jane and the reader meet maybe in a grocery store and they aim their guns at each other and then they notice that a zombie horde is in front of the entrance and they try to flee together

I feel like that's such a bad plot I'm sorry :')

TW: 18+, light smut, Zombies (nothing too gory), Apocalypse, survival 

Here is the title song: Finding You by Kesha

Read on Ao3

AN: I’m not going to lie. I visualized the reader as Alicia Clark from FTWD. Can you imagine Jane X Alicia being badasses together and also a fine ass couple like damn yes, please! Also, I love the idea my mind took it to a place I wasn’t expecting since I got stuck and then came back to it and wanted them to have more lol Hope you like it sorry it's not exactly what you requested. 

Word Count: 2,870

Imagine This:

You have been on your own for so long now that you have lost all track of time and just live each day for survival. You are fairly certain you are somewhere in Arizona which is a huge plus compared to last year. Winter in the snow during the Zombie Apocalypse is shit.

You are wandering through a store gathering supplies to stock up for winter. You are desperately looking for a map that might lead you to find somewhere to hunker down for the coldest months. You are startled by the sound of ruffling in the next aisle and accidentally drop a box of granola bars on the ground. Just your luck! You get your gun out and head towards the noise. As you reach the end of the aisle you were in and turn out towards the next aisle a flash of blonde catches your eyes first before your focus lands on the entire person pointing a gun at you. 

It has been so long since you saw another living human that it takes you by surprise and you take a step back. Your eyes search the stranger you curse yourself because the first thing your mind notices is her dirty blonde hair and bright green eyes and how her porcelain skin is spotted with freckles. You are hopelessly gay and it has been so long since you have seen another living human at all let alone a gorgeous woman! It is not the time or place to have gay panic but you really can’t help it. Her gaze is intense and firm but she seems to also be in a bit of shock. 

You remove one hand from your gun and slowly raise it in the air while you move to holster your gun to your hip slowly “Hi, I’m y/n. I don’t want any trouble, it’s been a long time since I have seen anyone alive.” 

Jane watched your hands carefully and then followed suit holstering her gun. “Hi y/n, I’m Jane. I hope you’re right, and are indeed not, any trouble because you are the first person I have seen alive in almost a year.” 

“Nice to meet you, Jane. It’s been about a year for me as well. I was starting to think I was the last human alive around here."

"Same honestly." 

Her gaze scans you again and you feel self-conscious under her stare. You used to be fairly confident with women but this woman is not only drop-dead gorgeous she also looks like a badass. She is also the only live human interaction you have had in so long that you are scared you have forgotten how to act. 

You let your gaze take her in as well this time trying to focus on more important things than her freckles. You notice she has two guns holstered on her belt and a backpack that actually looks pretty full. She has cargo pants that fit her perfectly. There are several knives strapped to the pants. She is the most badass woman you have ever met. 

“I’m a pretty good judge of character. You look like you have done some things you wish you didn’t have to like we all have. You also look like a fighter, a survivor, which is rare in this world. I think we should help each other out for the winter. What do you think?” 

“I’m a pretty good judge of character as well. I can tell you are a badass, maybe you used to be a cop or something from the looks of you and you are definitely a survivor or you wouldn’t be here. So, I agree we should help each other out for the winter.” 

She smiled and tilted her head slightly “FBI actually.” 

You crease your eyebrows and purse your lips. “Even better. The FBI, that definitely makes you a badass. Now, does the badass know any places to hunker down? There are more supplies here but I haven’t seen anywhere suitable yet.” 

“There is an office back that way,” she points back behind her, “it has no windows and the door locks but it’s small, I was going to sleep there since it’s getting dark and search more tomorrow.”

“No windows and a locking door, that's pretty good, much better than the trunk of yet another car.”

She let out a quiet laugh and nodded and your heart melted and you had to physically hold yourself upright. The sound of her laughter is pure and wonderful and you wish you could hear it forever. You wished you could hear it unhushed but the sound even quieted is glorious. 

“Right, let's grab as much of these supplies as we can and get settled for the night looks like it’s going to rain.”

“Alright there is some food down this aisle,” you pointed to the aisle you had come from, “it does look like rain and here I thought Arizona didn’t have any weather but hot and dry but it’s cold as fuck.”

She laughed quietly as she dug into her backpack. “I know right I’m originally from Florida so the dry air here has been an adjustment,” she paused as she pulled out a Levi jacket. “Here the hoodie you have on is definitely part of why you are cold.”

You smiled as you took the jacket and quickly put it on. You had to stop yourself from closing your eyes at the warmth it offered and the lovely scent of what you think is lavender that invaded your senses with it. “Thanks, wow Florida! You’re pretty far from there, although I can’t talk. I'm originally from California but I have been all over the place.”

“Yeah, I’ve been all over the place as well. I wasn’t even in Florida when all this started, I was in Wyoming. Hmm California, really?”

“I know, shocking, I'm still alive right?”

“I just, how do you even know how to use a gun isn’t that a stereotype of Californians?”

You laugh in agreement.

“Yeah, it's a stereotype. My dad was a Marine. He taught me survival before I could talk and trained me on weapons the second I was old enough.” 

"Well all that training looks like it has paid off, you are still alive after all.”

You nodded in agreement as you both quietly gathered supplies. You both made your way to the office in the back of the store with light conversation. You couldn’t really place why but you felt safer than you ever had in your entire life just walking next to this woman. Jane had a strong essence about her while somehow also being soft and kind. You had never met anyone like her before and you were instantly drawn to her. You wanted to blame it on the fact that it had been so long since you had human interactions but it was more than that and you knew it. Jane was captivating and you wanted to know more about her and be closer to her. You recognized your feelings but didn’t want to acknowledge them. 

You looked around the small office as you followed Jane and sat the supplies you both gathered on the desk. The night was quickly approaching and you both just wanted to set up for the night, eat, and get some sleep. So that is what you did. Eating and talking casually with her, felt comfy in a way you were not sure you had ever experienced before. Sleep was something you both desperately needed and since the door was locked you decided that you could both get sleep at the same time without the need for you to take turns keeping watch. The room was just big enough to fit your two sleeping bags right next to each other in the center. 

As you lay there looking at the ceiling your mind couldn’t help but wonder. You could feel the slightest bit of warmth radiating into your sleeping bag from the side she was on and it did something to you. You blamed it on the lack of human contact yet again even though you knew it was much more than that. This stranger didn’t feel like a stranger this woman was captivating and enticing on a level you hadn’t ever experienced before. Her warmth set you on fire inside. You couldn’t stop thinking about how her skin must feel warm and soft. Soon your thoughts turn into a dream her lips on yours her body pressed close to yours no worries no apocalypse just you and her peacefully living in bliss. 

As you stirred from your slumber you could feel the weight of her body still and that is what had you quickly opening your eyes. Her dirty blonde hair was sprawled over your face her head on your chest and her arm over your abdomen. Her sleeping bag was pressed against yours and your senses were overloaded. Her heat warmed you to your core and her scent had you dazed. She made you feel whole and safe. You held your breath as she moved on top of you squeezing you in her grasp tighter. A soft yawn left her and then she frantically moved away from you in a flash and you couldn’t help the whimper that left your lips at the loss of contact. 

“Shit I’m so sorry!” 

You coughed trying to cover the whimper and sat up to face her. “No, please uh don’t apologize I well I was enjoying the human contact. It’s been a long time since I even encountered another person let alone had any physical contact.” 

You covered your face with your hands as you realized you just rambled on about being lonely. God, why did you have to be a gay disaster? You thought to yourself.

You felt her soft hands on yours and let her pull your hands from your face. “Y/N, hey, such a pretty face should not be hidden even by beautiful hands and fingers like these.” 

Your face was burning you could feel your blush even on the tips of your ears. She held your fingers in her hands. “Can I confess something to you y/n?”

You nod not trusting your words. “I feel like I have known you a long time maybe in a past life or something and from the second I saw you I have wanted nothing more but to kiss you. May I kiss you?”

You unconsciously lick your lips and lean closer to her. Your body answers for you. She accepts the movement as a yes. She meets you as you lean in and your lips press together in a firm kiss. Her lips fit perfectly with yours and they taste like home. In an instant like a flash behind your closed eyes, your dream comes back to you but it's not a dream it’s a memory. Lifetimes of memories fill your mind. Soulmates that are made for each other, who always find each other from one universe to the next. 

Your lips parted as you both let out a soft “Woah.”

“Did you just see what I saw?”

“Jane? Are we soulmates?”

“I think we are y/n or we are both seeing things and losing our minds either way I want to kiss you again.”

You couldn’t agree with her more so you leaned in and connected your lips again. This time felt different. Heat radiated from her lips and traveled through her body to yours settling low in your abdomen. You feel grounded to her but like you are both floating high. Her lips move against yours soft at first until she switched the angle and slid her tongue along your bottom lip. Your body reacts before you can even think about it. Your head spins as she slips her tongue into your mouth and you can’t help yourself as you suck on it lightly. The taste is addictive and you both moan in the back of your throats. 

MORE.

All you want is more all you can think is MORE! MORE! MORE! You want all of her and somehow you can feel her need to have all of you in the way her hands gripped the back of your neck. You break the kiss only to escape the confines of the sleeping bag and help her out of her. She doesn’t waste a moment before pulling at your clothes. You help her undress you and then you rid her of her clothes. She is always breathtaking. You only get a second to enjoy the view before she pins you down against the sleeping bags. She kisses you hard and nibbles on your bottom lip. She pulls away slowly still trapping your lip between her teeth and her eyes are just thin rings of green. She looks at you like you are everything, no, the ONLY thing in this world. 

You can’t stop your hips from grinding up against her and whimpering. She lets your lip go before moving those plump perfect lips to your neck. She sucks and bites and licks and fuck it's everything! You run your hands from her upper back to her ass. You grip her tight and pull her as close as possible making her gasp. She releases the sensitive skin of your neck and you know she’s left her mark. She knows your body and you know hers from your past lives but every time you have your first time it is always new and exciting.

She bites her bottom lip as she slots one of her legs between yours and grinds against you. The skin on skin slick heat spreading and a shared moan. Your grip on her ass tightens and she uses your shoulders to help steady herself as you force her to keep grinding down into you as you grind up against her. The friction is building your release ridiculously fast and you’d be embarrassed if you didn’t feel her long legs trembling against yours. A tale-tale sign she is just as close to the edge. You quicken the pace the edge is right there and you need the release so you can start all over again. Her grip on you tightens and her soft gasps and heavy breathing have your head spinning and you can’t stop moaning her name. The world around you is a haze you can only see her smell her feel her. Both of your hips buckle and your legs are a trembling tangled mess. Release is sweet and satisfying but it also just makes you want so much more. You move your hands from her ass to wrap around the curve of her lower back and keep her steady on top of you. Her forehead is pressed to your shoulder and her breath is still heavy on your skin and your breath is too. You hold each other catching your breath together. 

A million lifetimes endless possibilities you have met her over and over and each time she is everything. The dread you once had about living in an apocalypse is gone because you know you have her and you will see her again and again until the end of time in different worlds some probably just as bad or worse than the one you are currently in but so many that are so much better. You are filled with love, hope, and peace. She lifts her head and leans her forehead against yours softly. She breathes you in with a deep breath and you copy her. She feels the same you know she does. Oxygen enters your lungs like your first breath after being trapped underwater. She leans down and softly kisses you again and you know you get to fall into her over and over and this time you both take your time exploring each other and reaching release after release until you both are sated. 

As you sleepy lay together she gives you a soft smile and whispers against your skin. 

“I’ll keep finding you. I know forever doesn’t exist and we are probably gonna die soon surviving this apocalypse is limited, but after this life, I’ll find you in the next. When I say forever it’s the goddamn truth, I’ll keep finding, finding you.”  

A/N: Thank you for reading! I hope this finds the person who requested it and makes them happy even though I went off into left field with the original prompt lol. I am sorry I have been MIA I have a weird complicated Long Distance thing going on (basically I’m an emotional tornado and I ruin things) so that kind of affects my motivation to write, not to mention school and work. This summer has been weird and I mostly vegged out catching up on shows because I couldn’t handle doing much of anything. Anyway, I am never gone forever I always come back to fanfiction and the joy it brings me to write silly little stories like this! I am working on the Leigh Shaw mini-Series still, also a smut sequel to Say Anything with Zibby, and a new short for Our new girl Candy Montgomery because the HBO 14 sec clip has me in a chokehold!

#ELIZABETH OLSEN #JANE BANNER #WIND RIVER #FEMALE READER X JANE BANNER #ANGST #FLUFF #Smut #18+ #anon :) #anon request <3 #Find You #Kesha #imagine this #short #wlw #alycia debman carey #ftwd

[summermemory]

                                                        Haikyuu!!

                                             (ハイキュー!!)

The strength of the team is each individual member. The strength of each member is the team.

-Phil Jackson

#haikyuu gif #animecore #haikyuu #anime aesthetic #hinata shoyo haikyuu #nishinoya #aesthetically pleasing #haikyuu!! #haikyuu anime #anime gif #tanaka #asahi haikyuu #haikyuu kageyama #haikyuu tsukishima #anime boy #anon request <3 #haikyuu manga #anime #haikyuu edit

[hellsitegenetics]

i love you aroallo people i love you pan people i love you bi people i love you nonbinary people i love you lesbians i love you trans women i love you intersex people i love you everyone in every body or identity with discourse surrounding if you should exist or not i love you so much i love you i love you i love you. you are so so loved i promise you

a very tired but hopeful trans lesbian 🙏

String identified: aa a a a ta t tt t c g t t c . a

a t t ta a 🙏

Closest match: Sepioteuthis lessoniana genome assembly, chromosome: 33 Common name: Bigfin Reef Squid

#tumblr genetics #genetics #asks #requests #sent to me #transgender #fish #ocean #squids #bigfin reef squid #things will get better anon #<3

[vilochkaaa]

Have you ever drawn harvey? Can you pretty please draw harvey?

(〃ﾟ3ﾟ〃)

#never drew harvey but... here we go! #thanks for the request anon!! :3 #stardew valley art #stardew valley fanart #stardew valley #sdv #sdv art #sdv fanart #stardew valley harvey #sdv harvey #harvey sdv #my art <3 #art requests #fanart #vilka post

[clanborn]

song number 10 :)

I left my soul exposed

To frail hands who hold

My fate up in the air

And through their fingers fall

The meaning of it all

Down to the floor it goes

Is There Anybody Here? - The Dear Hunter

#still want to do a couple of these music asks since i had ideas for them #requests are closed pls don’t send more tho :3 #leafpool #crowfeather #my art #warrior cats #spotify requests #ask game #anon #ask

[ravennowithtea]

some bloodweave camp dynamics

#bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #baldur's gate 3 fanart #lae'zel #gale of waterdeep #gale dekarios #astarion ancunin #halsin #shadowheart #wyll ravengard #karlach cliffgate #bg3 withers #dedicated to the anon who when requesting bloodweave prompts asked w/what i can only imagine is paladin lvl confidence for a “lae'zel cameo #bloodweave #sequential art

[simonrillleyyysss]

thots on könig with a smaller reader who cums way too quickly, and könig holding her orgasm out? :( ☀️

no pressure -- ignore or delete, sweetheart <33 💐💗🌷

omg hi orla!! thank u 4 ur request :3

he is so, soso cruel— he knows how sensitive you are, and likes to take advantage of that constantly:(( likes to abuse his power over you during sex!!

he has his nails digging into the flesh of your hips, freehand digging your face into the mound of pillows beneath your head, soft babbles and huffs leaving your heaving chest, breasts bouncing with each harsh thrust he gives your sore cunt, his thumb has been circling at ur clit for hours

but he just won’t let you cum :((

“köni—köni please..”

a chuckle erupted from the redheads throat, hoarse voice rasping in your ear, hips continuing to slap violently against your own, your legs almost buckling beneath you— all you could do was hold onto the bedsheets and let out cries, drool spreading along the fabric!!

“come on, mein herz.. you can hold it, ja?”

if you cum without his permission?? oh gosh!! he’s shoving his cock down your throat and fucking your pretty mouth, lips wrapped round his cock till he’s cumming in your mouth, making you clean up all of his warm spurts

“that’s it, schatz—dirty whore, you like this?”

yanks you up by your hair and shoves two fingers down ur throat to make sure you’ve swallowed it all

if you don’t cum like he said— you’re so good! he’ll press a hand to your clit, listening to ur little cry, legs shaky and eyes hazy with need; his length battering your cunny with no shame—clit twitching as he rubbed quick circles

wont stop until you’re squirting all over his abdomen, trembling and sobbing with overwhelming pleasure

#screamed when i saw it was orla #my idol?? #i love nasty konig #konig x gender neutral reader #konig x female reader #konig headcanons #konig cod #konig smut #konig x you #konig x reader #cod konig #könig smut #könig headcanons #könig x you #💞} requests open! #💞} anon answer! #💞} riley rambles #💞} riley speaks<3 #💞💞💞 #simonrillleyyysss

[hawktims]

Stay with me.

FELLOW TRAVELERS (2023) 1.07: WHITE NIGHTS

#fellow travelers #hawk x tim #tim x hawk #matt bomer #jonathan bailey #tim laughlin #hawk fuller #mine #m: gifs #this ep was fun but such a messsss #tv #thanks anon for requesting <3

[pokeberry5]

If you are still taking requests, may I please inquire if I could have a drawing of Jason and Tim working together as a team, please?

this probably isnt exactly what you had in mind, but i think that red robin and batboy from that one death in the family movie ending are so precious

the cowl in question:

bonus:

#sart #jason todd #dc #tim drake #asks #the fact that one of the few good endings is the one where tim shows up .... #gotham still needs him even if it doesnt need a new robin #(i cant remember if they baby damian ending was a good ending or not) #i dont think i've ever drawn jason this baby before lol #im sort of taking requests in that you're probs best off waiting for when i specifically put out a call but if you send one in #and you're polite (like this anon <3) and i get inspired i might draw something #trying to speed run an art rut rn sdadfgdfgdgad i should probably just take a break but i wanna draw TT-TT

[ghiblin]

What do you plan to do? What exactly are you here for? To see with eyes unclouded by hate.

PRINCESS MONONOKE もののけ姫 1997, dir. Hayao Miyazaki

#princess mononoke #ashitaka #mononoke hime #studio ghibli #ghiblisdaily #ghibli #ghiblicentral #fyghibli #m* #useroro #forvy #dearestmillie #eritual #aleksbestie #request #very late but i hope u like these anon!! <3

[araneapeixes]

two Shadowheart modern au outfit requests, went in madly opposite directions lmao

to be continued :)) (check rbs!!)

#wintery shaddy for atomicbooquet and bodysuit for anon <3 #shadowheart #bg3 #baldurs gate 3 #sketch #art request

[araekniarchive]

she's leaving home (bye, bye)

Sandra Cisneros, House on Mungo Street // Kevin Lucbert, Homes // The Chicks, Wide Open Spaces // Rainbow Rowell, Attachments

#webs #web weaving #theme: home #theme: absence #theme: growing up #theme: dependence #theme: letting go #theme: this i choose to do #mine #sandra cisneros #kevin lucbert #the chicks #rainbow rowell #requests #for the anon that asked for something about moving out :) #and @adalimones who requested something for leaving home #thanks to @juliaflame for correcting me on the name of sandra cisneros' book <3

[arieslost]

hi love! hope you’re having a great day. could you write something where the reader is oscar sisters best friend? thanks for reading my message!

anon YES! i loved writing this.

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best friend’s brother | op81

your best friend never told you that her older brother was off limits, but she never said he wasn’t, either.

that still didn’t stop you from catching feelings for him, and you’d rather die than go up to her and say, “hey, i’m in love with oscar, is it okay if we date?” mostly because now you know oscar wants you too, and to be honest, it’s kind of fun keeping it a secret.

you saw him about as much as his family did— most of the time he was away for work, but the next race was his home one, and he arrived a week early. you, of course, being his sister’s best friend, practically lived at the piastri house half the time, and ended up being there for his homecoming. the side hug he’d given you was expected, but the wink he sent your way when he started climbing the stairs to his room was not.

you replayed that moment over and over in your head for the rest of the day, until eventually you found yourself struggling to sleep and decided to go down to the kitchen for some water.

silently slipping out of the guest room, you were careful to tread lightly down the stairwell, avoiding all the creaky spots with practiced ease. you didn’t want to wake anyone up, most of all the object of all the thoughts that were keeping you awake.

though, all your effort was for naught when you saw that the overhead sink light was on in the kitchen, and none other than oscar himself was quietly getting ice out of the freezer. his hair looked unbelievably soft and slightly messy, like he was running his hands through it. he was wearing an older looking pair of gray joggers, and worst of all, he wasn’t wearing a shirt. you’ve seen him shirtless plenty of times, but one look was all it took to notice that he had most definitely filled out since you last saw him.

your mind was screaming at you to abort mission, abort mission, because you couldn’t be alone with him when he’s half naked like this, but when you shifted to make your retreat, you stepped on the wrong floorboard. it groaned obnoxiously loudly, and your eyes met oscar’s.

“can’t sleep?”

you shook your head. “uh-uh. figured i’d get a drink and see if that helps.”

“ah, we had the same idea then.” he smiled softly. “sit down, i’ll get it for you.”

“thanks, oz.” the childhood nickname slipped easily from your lips as you crossed the kitchen and lifted yourself up onto the counter nearest to him. “having a good season so far?”

“yeah, pretty good. good progression with the car, almost got a podium last race.”

“i know,” you said, looking down at your lap when he raised his eyebrows at you. “i watched.”

he hummed, handing you a glass and holding his own up. “cheers.”

you clinked your glass against his and took a sip before putting it to the side. “no teasing remarks?”

“nah, i think it’s cute.” he grinned, taking another drink and setting his own glass down. “my number one fangirl.”

“and there it is,” you rolled your eyes, though his quiet laughter was infectious and you couldn’t help joining in. “i’m your sister’s best friend, obviously i’m gonna watch.”

“and it has nothing to do with me?” he asked with a faux pout, flattening a palm right next to you on the counter so he could lean a bit closer.

“do you want it to?” you rested your hand inches away from his and closed the gap between the two of you a little.

“i think it already does.” his other hand slid between your thighs and forced them apart so he could move into the new space and effectively cage you to where you sat on the counter. “y’know, i almost kissed you in front of everyone earlier.”

“why didn’t you?” you whispered, eyes fluttering when his nose brushed yours.

“wanted it to happen when we were alone.” you could practically feel his lips against your own when he spoke, but you also really wanted him to make the first move.

running on the pure adrenaline stemming from your close proximity to the man you want more than anything in the world, you ran your palms over the back of his hands, up his forearms, past his biceps, and settled them on his bare shoulders. “oz…”

“yeah,” he replied, like he knew everything you were trying to say, before he finally closed the distance between you.

immediately, you knew you were addicted to kissing him. the way his mouth moved against yours, the way he wrapped your legs around his hips and held your knees to keep them there, the way he sighed when your fingers slid into his hair. you no longer wanted anything more than you wanted to keep kissing him even after all the breath left your lungs.

he took his time kissing you, keeping everything slow, soft, and gentle. there was no tongue, no teeth, no desperation. if either of you felt anything, it was relief.

finally.

it’s the first thing you said when you broke apart, causing him to smile before pulling you right back in. he kissed you again, and again, until your lips were swollen and you heard someone move around upstairs, breaking you out of your lovestruck trance.

“i’ll see you in the morning,” he whispered as you slid off the counter, reaching down and tangling your fingers with his and giving your hand a squeeze.

a squeeze that promises subtle glances across the table at breakfast, fleeting touches in the stairwell, and many more late night kisses.

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[taschamonnii]

Ooh that's so cool! Do you already have a plot in mind and if yes, would you like to share? I would be very interested

I'm doing relatively good, lots of ups and downs but that's just how life is sometimes . Tho I actually text with an online friend again who I haven't had contact to in at least the last 4 years.

- your fav anon (I'm just gonna be egoistic and call me that from now on if that's ok)

Thank you! Actually I have so many ideas and stories but my biggest problem is finishing them it's a real struggle!

I feel you life is a mess of ups and downs. Dang 4 years is a long time I have some online friends I haven't talked to in a while it's weird when especially if you guys were the type who talked a lot then stopped talking.

Yes you definitely are my Fav Anon! I honestly don't get a lot of anons and sometimes I'm tempted to turn the Anon option off because I have a troll who uses Anon but I keep it open for you and the nice ones 🥰❤️

#anon request <3 #anon<3

[harmonysanreads]

The "darling being able to see Sunday's high-Fe social mask and avoids it" is so funny.

Because Sunday probably ends up thinking that you will be someone who he doesn't have to pretend around, he can be more free around you because you can see through him. I can even see the attraction being platonic at first before turning into something darker.

But because you can see through him, you know that there's something dangerous about him under that ethereal, beautiful appearance. There's no way you're getting yourself involved with that. Sunday simply wants someone he can be real around :')

But you keep on running away from him :')

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#sunday chasing around a reader like that would be so funny #'why is the oak family's spokesperson always trailing that random person and why are they running from him?' #sunday brainrot #tbh i thought many people would request hsr this time but surprise surprise #before any of y'all think i'm procrastinating by posting memes (which i am) i'm writing your requests at my pace<3 #sunday x reader #sunday x you #this is all fun and dandy until trailblaze quest drops 💀 #yandere sunday #yandere sunday x reader #hsr x reader #honkai star rail x reader #──⚝💅anon

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What about romanced Astarion reacting to the normally goody-goody Tav revealing that they stole the special potion from Araj before they left. He discovers this because Tav gives it to him as soon as they are out of sight from the blood merchant.

Oh I absolutely love this idea. Though writing this made me realize I need to put Astarion in my party more often. Went off on a bit of a tangent but I do hope you enjoy~!

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♡ Oh, the things we do for love, ey?

♡ Astarion plays nice with others in the interest of survival, and he’s made no attempts to hide that fact from you since you had really begun to bond. You on the other hand are akin to a bleeding heart, all too often going out of your way to do what you thought was right even if it meant putting yourself in harm's way as a result. At the beginning that attitude seemed pitiful - he figured it would simply end up getting you killed later down the line. And yet you’d rise, time and time again making an example of the morals that you set and surviving every encounter stronger than before. Even if your morals didn’t always align, he respected that tenacity.

♡ Even after you’d managed to worm your way into his very heart, the pair of you have butted heads more than once on the matter; at the high and mighty goody two shoes act that you face the world with. All of the reminders about doing good deeds for the sake of being good, not stealing from just anyone nor going behind others backs rummaging through personal effects for answers or loot. Not to mention all of that time spent helping others and listening to their plights as though they were your own. Honestly, darling, you really do make things harder on yourself by playing into other people’s sob stories. 

♡ Astarion never suspected that the encounter at Moonrise tower could have changed anything.

♡ He’s uncharacteristically quiet as you leave the room together after dealing with Araj, but that’s because inside Astarion is absolutely seething. A familiar feeling of disgust he’d longed hoped to quash down burns a hole deep within his chest, opening old mental wounds as though freshly torn asunder upon his flesh. He’s mad at that damned drow; the way she looked down upon him, using honeyed words that he knew were a damn farce because for fucks sake he’d been using the same tactics for well over a century. That look, that calculated appraisal as Araj gauged what the vampire spawn could offer her in exchange for her potion made his skin crawl, all too familiar with the look that spoke volumes of his value - as a means to serve her own whims and not an actual person.

♡ And then, when he’d shown reluctance, she’d turned to you, as though you’d reign him in and get him to bend to your will like some fanged pet you kept on a tight leash. Far from the truth, of course, but the lack of autonomy that Astarion felt watching the pair of you converse about him as if he wasn’t even there had him clenching his teeth hard enough that the ache in his jaw persists long afterwards.

♡ There had been a swell of satisfaction when you put your foot down on the matter, nipping her demand in the bud with a firm reminder that he had already refused her request - there was no more to discuss. The drow had gotten bored after that, uninterested in further discussion with her own desires now off the table, and Astarion was all too happy to be out of there as you trailed a few paces behind.

♡ Astarion stands by his choice, but another part of him kicks himself for turning down the reward. A moment of discomfort, to give up a piece of himself for a potion that could prove invaluable was all it could have taken. He had done it before - done it for centuries to placate that vile beast he once served - why would this be any different? A transactional relationship, one that could have given you a leg up in the battles ahead, and he’d refused. 

♡ He’s still stewing in these thoughts when a nudge breaks him from his reverie, a gentle brush of your fingers against his hand as you move into step beside your partner. Your touch is warm yet he prickles as though he’s been burned, pupils akin to pinpricks as he looks at you from the corner of his eye. He’s measuring you, for a moment. Takes in the brow furrowed and questioning eyes - not pity, concern - trying to gauge how he’s feeling. It’s a discussion for later, so Astarion dons that usual placating smile and turns to you, fully prepared to pull a spiel about that whole conversation being a waste of your perfectly good time. And then he notices.

♡ His ears perk up at a noise, the gentle slosh of something moving. Crimson eyes dart down to the source, to the hand you’d touch him with. It’s not empty - no, fingers curl tight around the corded neck of a familiar glass green bottle, and your nudge this time is more insistent as you press the bottle into the palm of his hand, urging him to take it. You relinquish the bottle to his hold, pale hands taking the glass and stirring up the liquid inside as he brings it up to get a better look. Surely this isn’t…

♡ But then sure enough you smile, a mischievous twinkle in your eye that makes his own widen as you shrug.

♡ “For you. Figured she didn’t need it anymore; since she just left it lying out in the open and all.”.

♡ The laugh comes before Astarion can stop himself - loud and unabashed from the sheer absurdity of it all. You? Actually stealing something? And for him no less! And they say that romance is dead, yet here you are wooing him one stolen novelty at a time. 

♡Hells he hadn’t even noticed that you’d swiped the damned thing - had it been when you’d turned the blood merchant down? Or back when she’d had her sights set on him? He doesn’t care for the answer, not really. He’s more impressed that you pulled it off, but Astarion certainly doesn’t miss the irony of it all. His lovely partner, casting aside your usual goody nature in favor of stealing something and getting one up on the woman who’d disrespected your lover. As if he wasn’t fond enough of you already - this was just another lovely little reminder of the lengths you’d go for him.

♡ His smile for a moment is all teeth, shoulders still shaking with the last dregs of laughter - which damn if he didn’t need - as he brings his free arm to curl around your side. The kiss pressed to your cheek is quick, vibrating with the appreciative hum that passes the spawn’s lips when you lean a little into him. Once he pulls away Astarion keeps his free hand looped around your side, the other holding the bottle up and giving the contents a dramatic little shake to show off.

♡ Perhaps he’ll keep this as a little secret; or maybe he’ll spend the rest of that night flaunting this potion teasing you for your first act of casual thievery. Whatever the outcome it’s worth the grin he flashes you as he gives a conspiratory wink and declares.

♡ “Oh my dear. We’ll make a fine miscreant of you yet!”

#baldurs gate 3 #bg3 #bg3 x reader #baldurs gate 3 x reader #bg3 astarion #astarion #tav x astarion #astarion x reader #request #anon