#bc I’m terrified of being accidentally outed

[curtsycream]

hiiiii

i saw your requests are open

Can you do poly price x reader x simon where they all get into an argument (Reader is lonely while they're deployed, she's not getting on their case, just expressing it) and the boys get really defensive and take it a little too far, resulting in reader staying in the guest bedroom for the night bc she doesn't wanna cry in bed next to them. The boys come to their senses and realize they fucked up and there's make up sex? Lots of reassurance and whispers of how much they love you?

Feel free to ignore, just figured I'd pop in :)

Could You Understand?

John Price x F!Reader x Simon Riley

My first COD request I hope I did right. I’m still getting down their personalities and such in writing but it’s a fun challenge. Kinda base level smut. Ps. Would never ignore ❤️

warning: mentions of anxiety (described?), light stomach bulging (I mention it twice I have a problem), double penetration, not proofread at all

Confrontation was never a strong point for her, the idea of accidentally starting a conflict made her cautious with her words. Nibbling at her lower lip she adds the final dish to the washer before closing it. Turning it on she leans against the counter with folded arms. Many times has this feeling of loneliness crossed her mind. Whenever they were gone it was a constant reminder of the fear she felt. She always found herself holding back the words. But it was as if a dam finally broke and she couldn’t help but let them spill.

Making her way into the living room she wraps her arms around herself. It was a first defense similar to showing a dog that you’re not a threat. Her eyes fall onto the two men she loved with all of her being. They sat together with the television on but it was clear they weren’t entirely focused on it. They spoke in rushed tones as if forgetting the rule of leaving work at work. It wasn’t much but it was enough to ensure they wouldn’t dwell on work-related stuff.

Clearing her throat she realized just how hard it was to speak up. It was an odd feeling as she usually found herself talking without much of an issue. When they turned to look at her the words felt stuck, unable to claw their way out of her throat. “We need to talk,” she finally uttered. The words felt hard and cold when she said them.

John was the first to speak though the way his eyebrows creased seemed to verify his confusion. “About what, sweetheart?”

The gruffness of his voice was enough to make her hold the subject off. To instead crawl into his lap and give him a kiss or two. But she knew that wouldn’t solve anything let alone reassure her.

Simon on the other hand said nothing but his eyes were focused on her. And that was enough, it was always the simple things with him. His attention was always undivided, “well..I’ve been thinking a lot while you were both deployed. I just feel alone, you know? It terrifies me knowing you’re both out there and not knowing if that’s the mission that will end with me living my life without you. I—I’ve spent so many nights worried about how or if you’ll make it back to me. Maybe I’m just thinking too much on this but I can’t help but think that way. It’s like my brain won’t allow me to think positively. Like there’s this sense of impending doom when nothing bad is really happening,” she explained.

It was silent for a moment that is until Simon scoffed, the sound seemed to echo in her mind. “And you think it’s any easier on our end having to leave you here? It’s not a friendly thought knowing we’re miles away while you’re here by yourself,” his tone was defensive. It was as if he assumed her words were to evoke a change or start an argument.

“I’m not denying that Simon, I just get so worried that-”

“We understand that you get worried sweetheart, but we can’t change our profession. We spend just as many nights worrying about whether we’ll make it back or not. We have to live through that not you,” John spoke up.

Whether he meant to or not his words seemed to cut her deeper. It was as if her attempt at getting through to them was blocked off by their defense. “I know I don’t have to live through that, but it still worries me when you leave this house. I feel so helpless for lack of a better word when I know you’re miles away and I can’t help.”

Simon shook his head, “how would you even help? You can’t help, you can barely help yourself.”

His words were sharp like that of a knife willingly piercing her heart. Maybe that’s why it hurts more hearing words like that from someone you love.

“I’m not trying to argue with either of you, I wanted to get my point across,” she said simply.

“Then why even bring this up, you always dance around what you’re feeling. We’re not mind readers, there is only so much we can do when you won’t even say what you feel. It’s exhausting,” The words left John's mouth without much of a thought.

Opening her mouth she closes it, her eyes flashing with hurt from their words. “I know you’re both probably just tired from your mission and that’s why you’re acting like this. Just forget I said anything,” she tells them.

She had walked away quicker than she meant to not wanting to say another word to them. She knew deep down if she had she would have started crying.

Placing her hands on her chest she holds back the tears that are brimming in her eyes. She holds off until she makes it into their guest room upstairs. The second she closes the door she lets out a low sob. Sitting down on the bed she wraps her arms back around herself. It was a horrible feeling as if she’d been yelled at. Having people you love downplay your emotions when you finally speak upon them.

Lying down on the bed she curls up her arms still wrapped around her. It was as if she was protecting herself from what was already done. Sobs racking her body as she found no use in calming down.

It wasn’t until they made their way upstairs later into the night that they realized. Simon assumed she would be in bed, their bed. Yet the absence of her presence in the room was like a punch to the gut. His eyes found John’s in the darkness as they stood in the space.

They didn’t have to think before they made their way towards the guest room. The door ajar allowing John to slowly push it open. There she was in the middle of the guest bed curled up. She looked smaller than she should have as if closing in on herself.

John to a step forward which turned into a few then a few more before he was sitting on the bed beside her. His hand cupping her cheek, wet with tears, “Sweetheart..” The utterances of the pet name seemed to work as her eyes opened slowly. Groggy from crying so much as well as sleep she stared at him. It was easy to tell that was what she was doing in the darkness. The tears not yet split made that easy to notice.

With crossed arms, Simon makes his way over to him, “We shouldn’t have—I should have said those things to you.”

She seemed to perk up, it was a first for Simon to say something like that. Not that she expected him to do so often but it was refreshing. “It’s fi-“

“It’s not fine, the things we said to you were uncalled for. You didn’t deserve any of that especially when all you wanted to do was express your feelings. We took our frustration from the mission out on you,” John told her. His thumb caressed her cheek a touch she leaned into without hesitation.

“You do so much for us even when you don’t think you do. Most don’t expect to be greeted at home with a smile and a warm meal. You do everything you can to make sure we’re okay. It’s time we do the same,” Simon says.

Sitting up a bit she looks between the two men with a puzzled look. She didn’t catch on until she had John’s lips on her own. The smell of tobacco and pinewood was strong as she wrapped her arms around his neck. It was comforting yet sensual as she felt Ghost behind her. His lips feverishly trailing kisses along her neck and shoulders.

Her mind seemed to move slower than her actions which was evident when she found herself naked between them. Her hands rested on John’s chest as he lined himself up with her sopping-wet hole. Eager wouldn’t describe what she was feeling especially when he finally thrusted into her. He was always attentive and careful at first, “how’s that feel, sweetheart?”

The words didn’t come but a simple nod followed by a moan was enough for him. Resting his hands on her hips he set a slow and steady pace. One that seemed to draw on the moans leaving her body. “Still so tight for me,” he grunted against her warm skin.

The gentle touch along her spine was enough to remind her of Simon’s presence. The way he was looking down at her caused her to squeeze around John’s cock. A swear left the older man’s lips due to the feeling. Keeping her eyes on Simon she spoke up, “want to feel you both..”

It was new territory something she hadn’t done before. But she wanted to be closer to them in a way soft touches wouldn’t do. “Are you sure, lovie?”

She nodded her head right away at Simon’s words as he seemed to be silently communicating with John. Looking between them she waited for an answer as John continued to thrust in and out of her.

“Okay.”

That was all Simon needed to say before she leaned against John. Her arms were around his neck while her fingers curled around the hair at the base of his neck. Simon held her hip as he pumped himself in his hand before lining himself up with her stuffed hole. It was already a tight fit with John’s cock inside. Willing himself forward he groaned when his cock began to slide inside of her pussy.

Digging her nails into John’s back she muffled her noises on his shoulder. “That’s it sweetheart, such a good girl wanting to take both of us.”

John’s words seemed to calm her down as she felt him pull out some to allow Simon room to fit. She wasn’t fully prepared when she felt both of them inside of her. Neither of them moved, letting her adjust to the new feeling. Resting her hand on her stomach she moved it a bit lower feeling the bulge there. The subtle reminder of just how big John was in girth.

“Oh—please move..” her voice was a gasp barely above a whisper. She had never felt so full before, but oh did it feel perfectly right. Moving his hands up to cup her breasts Simon thrusted into her. At the same time, John pulled out before slamming himself back in.

Groaning from the feeling of John’s cock rubbing against his own as her pussy squeezed them tightly left Simon on edge. “Feels so good,” he breathed the words out.

Her mouth opened letting out a flurry of moans as their paces varied. While John was moving steadily, Simon’s pace was almost erratic. “Fuck—just like that,” she begged no one in particular.

Yet her words seemed to set both men off as they moved in tandem. Their pace seeming to match both went faster pistoning their cocks in and out of her. “So good for us lovie, always so good for us.”

The words of affection caused her to whimper before she felt his lips on hers. The kiss was dragged out and slow only fueled by John’s lips on her throat. The light prickles of his beard on her skin were comforting in a way. “You’re so beautiful, sweetheart. Always so caring and sweet for the both of us,” John’s voice vibrated against her soft skin.

She knew she wouldn’t last long from their affectionate words to their unyielding thrusts. Breaking the kiss between herself and Simon she whines, “So close, please.”

“Please what, lovie?”

The teasing tone he took on made her clench around their cocks. The action caused both men to groan as their cocks rubbed against her gummy walls. “Please let me cum, I’ll be good..”

“You’re always good, sweetheart,” John assured.

“Go ahead, lovie.”

She didn’t need to hear more as her eyes screwed shut. Her mind felt fuzzy as the warmth in her lower stomach began to spread. Gripping John’s shoulders she let out a cry as she came around their cocks with a tremble. However, they didn’t stop not yet at least as they were chasing their highs. To her, it felt like minutes but it only took seconds before they reached their own. Gripping her hips firmly John thrusted his hips up before releasing inside of her. Simon wasn’t too far behind as his cum mixed with that of John’s and hers.

Sighing breathlessly she shifted her eyes to the bulge in her stomach she had forgotten about. She could still see the outline of John’s cock against her lower stomach. But it didn’t last long as she felt both men pull out of her. Leaning back on Simon she watched as John left the room. Her eyes were concentrated on his back before they trailed to Simon.

“Lovie I-“

Shaking her head she leans up her lips pressed against his shoulder. “I’m fine, I guess I just worry a lot when you’re both not here. It’s scary to think something can happen on a mission and I wouldn’t know for a while until the mission ends.”

Simon noticed how shaky her voice was as if the thought of them getting hurt lingered in her mind. Placing his hands on her cheeks he leaned forward until his nose was touching hers. “It is scary, I couldn’t imagine having to stay home and wait for us to return. But I can promise you this, with everything in us we will always try our hardest to get back home to you. That’s how much you mean to us,” his words melted into her mind.

Keeping her eyes focused on his own she nodded her head, “I know you guys will. You always do and I’m grateful for that.”

“And we’re grateful for you,” John chimed in as he walked back into the room. He went straight to her using the towel in his hand to clean her up before pressing a kiss to her stomach. “We will always be grateful for you, I couldn’t picture myself loving anyone else besides the two of you.”

It was comforting to hear words like that from the men she loved. “I love you,” she said her words directed to both men. Pulling her close Simon kisses her forehead as he lays behind her. In front of her was John who also delivered a kiss to her forehead. “I love you too, sweetheart. Don’t be afraid to tell us when you’re worried or scared. We promise to think before we speak,” John’s words reassured her.

The same way that Simon’s touch did as his thumb rubbed her hip. “I love you, now get some sleep it’s almost four in the morning.”

That was all it took before she was closing her eyes allowing the feeling of both men beside her to lull her to sleep. She felt safe and protected between them, no longer as fearful as she was before.

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[bbyleiah]

'Miss Me?'- Geto Suguru

| The reader encounters mafia boss Geto who takes her into his home after an altercation. Despite Geto being a busy man, The two slowly fall in love as Geto develops a soft spot for her. |

Cw: Mafia Boss!Geto, black reader, heavy ddlg themes, a brief murder scene, pet names (princess, bun, bubs, sweetheart), praise, degradation, dirty talk, dry humping, scratching, hair pulling, fingering, oral sex (f receiving), missionary position, size difference, lots of fluids, !omorashi! (reader pees on Geto accidentally during sex 🫣), spitting (he spits in her mouth), begging, crying, pussy drunk Geto, Geto whining and whimpering a few times, reader calls him daddy a lot, Geto is filthy, etc.

word count : shorter than my usual fics 😭

sn : I wrote this fic for fun bc I was inspired and decided to post 🥹 there’s lots of cute moments and plot in this fic despite the wild smut 😭 read at ur own discretion 🤲🏾

Days became weeks as you waited for your boyfriend to come back home. You knew he was a busy man though and you always tried to be a good girl and be patient but you were growing restless. You were so attached to him and him being gone was starting to get to you. It also didn’t help that he lived a dangerous lifestyle so whenever you hadn’t heard from him in awhile you always assumed the worst.

Geto Suguru; your daddy, was the top mafia boss in central Japan. He was feared by all and everyone knew his name. Those who knew of him also knew of you and they knew to tread lightly around you unless they had a death wish. Geto was a very scary man, killing people without a second thought. He terrified you when the two of you first encountered but you somehow ended up being his biggest soft spot. His sweet girl that he’d die for in a heartbeat.

It all started when he stormed into your workplace a few years back. You were working at a small restaurant at that time, a mere server. You were just like any other employee, working for money to get by. The restaurant you worked at was a little off putting and it appeared that your manager was suspicious but you never thought much of it until Geto and his men barged in and got into a shootout with your boss.

“Fucking prick. You thought you could take money from me?. Now I’m going to take your pathetic life.” Geto said before he shot your manager right in the head. You screamed as the blood splattered on you from where you hid under one of the tables with a co-worker of yours. In that moment you thought you were gonna die too. All because you decided to work at some shitty restaurant.

“Yo boss, what should we do with the mutts?” A blonde haired guy asked as he grabbed you roughly. His hand gripped your face in a bruising grip as he held you up off the floor like you weighed nothing. You cried in pain and fear as you clawed at his hands for him to release you. Your co-worker was being held by her hair by an intimidating woman with brown hair.

The guy referred to as ‘boss’ observed you with a tilt of his head. You shivered under his deadly gaze, fear taking over you completely. He had the kind of aura that instantly made you want to submit to him in fear of what he’d do to you if he didn’t. He was dressed in a black button up with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows and some black slacks. His raven colored hair was tied up in a bun with a few strands left out.

“Speak.” was all the man said to you and you were dumbfounded. Your doe eyes stared at him as you processed what he was asking of you. He was giving you a chance to plead your case. “I-I..please don’t kill me! I haven’t done anything wrong, I’ll forget about all of this! Just please let me go..” you begged as you cried. Geto rubbed the butt of his gun against his chin as he contemplated your pleas.

He then told your co-worker to speak as well but you guess they had the wrong response because he told the woman to kill her before your co-worker could even finish speaking. You flinched at the loud gunshot and sobbed as you closed your eyes. “Clean her up and let her go.” The man stated, pointing at you before walking away. The blonde groaned in annoyance and dropped you.

“Why do I always have to babysit?” He muttered as he led you out of the restaurant. He brought you to a secluded very expensive beautiful home that you later found out the ‘boss’ man owned. The maid servants there got you cleaned up and even fed you which you were grateful for. “Alright mutt, where do you live so I can get rid of you now?” The blonde questioned you once you were settled.

You stayed silent, just staring at him. You decided not to speak because you were afraid but also because you truly had no place to go to. The place you slept at was the little apartment that resided above the restaurant and was given to you by your manager. Now that the restaurant building had been torn apart though, you were essentially homeless. “Silent treatment, huh?” He chuckled. “Well you can be quiet all you want but boss won’t spare you again if you don’t comply.” He warned you.

You chewed on your bottom lip as you debated your response, “I have nowhere to go..” you told him honestly. He sighed hearing that, running a hand down his face in irritation. “You should’ve just died then instead of begging to live.” He tsked while shaking his head. Those words hit you hard, bringing tears to your eyes. “Boss will figure out what to do with you.” He said and left you be.

Gojo talked with Geto about you and your circumstance and it was oddly decided that you’d stay in Geto’s house until you found your own place. This arrangement only worked because Geto was never home. It took you awhile to realize that. In the beginnings of living with him, you avoided the scary man like he was the plague. But when you began to notice his frequent disappearances or his late arrivals in the middle of the night it piqued your curiosity.

You found out through the maids what his name was. “The boss is the most dangerous man in Japan. You’re lucky he let you survive sweetie because he doesn’t do that unless he sees something in a person.” Your favorite maid; Maya, told you as you ate breakfast. “What’s his name? I’ve never had a conversation with him to ask..” you asked once you realized you truly had never conversed with the man. “Geto Suguru. Mr.Suguru. Don’t refer to him by his name though or you might end up dead.” She informed you.

You nodded in understanding as you memorized his name but not too much so you wouldn’t say it even on accident. The first real interaction you had with Geto was when he came home one night to find you fast asleep on his couch. You woke up to him standing over you and you screamed as you sat up. He was completely unphased and not startled at all by your scream which was even more unsettling. “They just left you here? No one took you to your bedroom?” He asked you.

You shook your head, “no..i chose to sleep here so it’s not their responsibility..” you replied softly. “Why did you choose to sleep here though? Aren’t you uncomfy?” He continued. You didn’t understand why he was so concerned with you sleeping on the couch. “I’m not uncomfy, I fell asleep because I got really cozy earlier. Do you want me to not sleep here? I’m sorry if I wasn’t allowed to.” You began to ramble as you stood up, tripping over your feet a little.

“No no, you can do whatever you want.” He told you, and even he seemed a little surprised by his words. “Oh!..okay.” You were surprised at him being so lenient and nice since you’d only heard the bad things about him but you appreciated his kindness. “Have you eaten?” He asked. You nodded, “mhm! Maya made my favorite pancakes earlier, the ones with strawberries and whipped cream on top!” You told him excitedly as you smiled at the memory.

Despite Geto thinking you looked adorable as fuck at the moment, he frowned. “Pancakes for dinner?. That’s not good. You shouldn’t eat sweets so late. I’ll tell Maya to not make them any time after 3pm.” He said and your eyes widened. “B-But they’re my favorite!” You pouted. “and I said no sweets for dinner. Understood?.” The tone he used now sent a shiver down your spine. “Yes sir..” you complied, knowing that he meant what he said.

“Good girl.” The words slipped out before he could even think. You blushed hearing them, not used to such praise. He cleared his throat, “Its late. Go sleep some more, in your bed this time.” He told you. You had no complaints since you were still sleepy. “Okay, goodnight sugu- I mean! sir!” You quickly corrected yourself before you rushed off to your bedroom. Geto heard you about to say his name and oddly enough he didn’t mind it. He found your little panic cute though.

That was the last time you and Geto had spoken for awhile since he had gotten busy again after that interaction. Little did you know though, Geto constantly kept tabs on you. He was always asking gojo and his house staff about you and how you were doing. He didn’t appear to care much on the outside but he did have a little concern over you. The next time the two of you spoke was a lot less casual.

You had gotten hurt because you fell off a chair while trying to stand on it to reach something. Surprisingly to everyone; Geto rushed home to check on you after hearing the news of your sprained ankle. “Are you okay? Does it hurt a lot?” He asked you as he sat down with you and grabbed your leg to inspect your ankle. You nodded, still sniffling and teary eyed from the fall. “It hurts a lot.” You hiccuped.

Geto frowned, “You need to be more careful. Don’t ever climb something like that again. Understood?” He told you. “Y-Yes sir” you sniffled with a pout. “Boss she’s just being dramatic, it’s just sore. She’ll walk it off in a few days.” Gojo dismissed the whole thing. You were getting tired of him and his harsh comments. You glared at him which didn’t phase him at all because your glare looked more like puppy dog eyes. You then took it upon yourself to throw a pillow at his face which caught him off guard.

“Meanie” you huffed as you crossed your arms. Everyone in the staff witnessed this and couldn’t help but laugh, stifling their laughter behind their hands. Even Geto was holding back a laugh as he bit down on his lip. Geto rarely ever smiled or laughed so that left Gojo flabbergasted seeing his boss so amused. “This is some bullshit. I’m tired of this little girl boss.” Gojo expressed, irritated. “I’m tired of you too! ugly face! You should cover all of it, not just your eyes!” You spat back.

“You’re childish and a waste of time. Pesky little girl.” Gojo insulted you back. “and you’re a big meanie! Mean people are ugly! You should be fired” You huffed. Geto chuckled at the two of you, “You think I should fire him, sweet girl?” Geto hummed with amusement as he gently caressed your ankle. You nodded, “mhm! he isn’t good at his job.” You stated. Gojo was dumbfounded that his boss was even entertaining you. “Hm, well since you say so I might just consider it.” Geto chuckled.

Gojo’s eyes widened, “Boss..” he trailed off. “Go somewhere and make yourself useful. Now.” Geto told Gojo as he looked at him with a deadly stare. “Yes sir!” He quickly complied before rushing off. Geto wasn’t actually going to fire Gojo, he could never get rid of his best man. But, he knew Gojo was being unkind to you and he wasn’t going to let that slide. “Come on, let’s get you in bed. No more walking for you, okay?. If I find out you got up on this foot, you’re gonna be in big trouble. Understood?” Geto said to you as he picked you up.

You squeaked in surprise when he suddenly picked you up. “Yes s-“ you started but he cut you off. “Don’t call me sir. You’re not one of my staff so you don’t have to call me that.” He said as he carried you upstairs. “Oh..what should I call you then..?” You asked shyly as your fingers played with the collar of Geto’s shirt. “You can call me by my name if you’d like.” He hummed. “I heard it was bad to say your name though..” you uttered.

“Yeah? Well I’m the boss and I said you can. Everyone in this house obeys me and me only. So what I say stands.” He said as he looked into your eyes. “O-Okay..Suguru~” You mumbled shyly. He grinned, “Good girl.” He praised as he gave your thighs a light squeeze. You blushed deeply, completely flustered as you hid your face in his neck. From then on, you and Geto developed a close relationship.

Everyone couldn’t believe that Geto allowed you to freely say his name. They also were stunned at seeing their cruel boss being sweet to someone for once. The moment the relationship between the two of you turned into something more intimate was when you caught a cold and got sick. Geto was away when he heard the news and he ordered that you’d stay in his bedroom and sleep there until he got back.

The staff took great care of you as they awaited Geto’s arrival. “Sweetheart~” Geto called out softly once he finally got back home after a long day. You were curled up in the center of his bed looking so adorable and also really sick. “Geto..” you whined as your eyes slowly opened to see him approaching you. “Awh, baby got sick. Do you feel a little better now? I told my staff to give you the best care.” He cooed as he placed his hand on your forehead to check your temperature.

You nodded slowly, “mhm, I feel a little better. The staff are really nice to me, even gojo was nice this time.” You told him with a small smile. He chuckled, “That’s good to hear, bun.” He hummed as he admired you fondly. “Missed you..” you muttered out as your small hand moved to hold his. Geto felt his heart swell hearing that. “You did?. I missed you too sweet girl. More than you know.” He said honestly as he caressed your hand with his thumb.

“Come on, let’s give you a bath so we can get rid of those germs.” He said as he picked you up and began carrying you to his bathroom. You snuggled into his hold, curious eyes looking around since this was your first time in Geto’s bedroom. It was told to you that no one was ever allowed in Geto’s room so you felt special at the moment. Reality hit you once Geto had the bath all set and he began to look at you expectedly. “I-I..urm..” you stuttered out shyly as you grew flustered.

“Want me to cover my eyes?” He asked you. “Yes please!” You didn’t hesitate to say. Geto was amused at how adorably shy you were but he understood your wishes so he covered his eyes. You then took your clothes off before slipping into the warm bubble bath. You let out a sigh of contentment as you relaxed fully. “You can uncover them now.” You told him. Geto hadn’t had anyone tell him what to do in awhile and the fact that it was a cute thing like you of all people made him feel soft, but in the best way possible.

Geto was deeply unprepared for the sight of you naked in his bathtub. He couldn’t see much due to all the bubbles covering you up, but it sure did have his imagination running rampant. Geto stood there just staring at you for longer than he intended to until you snapped him out of his filthy thoughts. “Geto?” You called out. “Sorry bubs. Got lost in thought.” He cleared his throat. Geto then rolled up his sleeves and began washing you up. You melted into his soothing touch as he gently cleaned you up with care.

Geto tried to keep his thoughts as pure as possible as his hands felt all of your curves and dips. He let you dry yourself off once the bath finished and told you to go wear something from his closet while he drained the tub. You were in awe as you looked around his big fancy walk in closet. Everything in it was so ‘manly’ and you loved it. You settled for one of his white button up shirts and climbed back into his bed once you were dressed.

You put a show on Geto’s tv as you waited for him to get out of the shower. He had his hair down when he came out dressed in a t-shirt and some sweatpants. You gawked at the sight of him and his pretty hair, “Your hair is really pretty.” You complimented him honestly. “Aw, thanks bun.” He chuckled as he tied his hair up in a half up half down style. “Why don’t you wear it down more often?” You asked him as you watched him climb into bed beside you. “Too much of a hassle. It gets in the way, you know?” He explained.

You nodded in understanding. “Well I think I like it most when your hair is down” you declared with a smile. “Is that so?” He chuckled. “I should wear down more often then, just for you.” He mused and you giggled. “I’d like that~” you grinned. The two of you got comfy in bed and talked until you fell asleep. You somehow ended up falling asleep on top of Geto, not that he minded at all. He wrapped his strong arms around you and placed a kiss on your forehead.

Geto constantly felt the urge to kiss those pretty plump lips of yours but he fought against it. He didn’t want to make you uncomfortable. You felt so warm and safe in Geto’s hold, it was the best sleep you’d had in awhile. You woke up the next morning to some rustling around. “Sugu?” You called out sleepily as you rubbed your eyes. “Go back to sleep bubs, it’s early and you need to rest.” He told you softly. “But where are you going?” You asked as your eyes finally cleared up to see him getting dressed.

You let out a soft gasp seeing that he was shirtless. He had on dress pants that were unbuttoned still, allowing you to see his briefs and a glimpse of his dick imprint. His hair was also down, falling over his shoulders as he got ready. You peeked shamelessly at him from above the blankets. You quickly hid your eager eyes once he directed his attention on you though. “Why are you hiding bun? You can stare at me if you want.” Geto chuckled as he walked over to the bed.

Geto then climbed over top of you, hovering over you as he pulled the blankets away from your eyes. “You feeling better?” He asked you. “mhm, are you leaving again?” You asked him. “Got some business I need to handle sweetheart.” He told you as he cupped the side of your face. You pouted, “You’re always leaving. Do you really have to go?” Your precious doe eyes almost made him fold. “I do really have to go but I’ll be back soon, I promise” he hummed.

“You’re gonna be good for me until I get back, right?” He said as his thumb swiped over your bottom lip, his eyes seemingly fixed on your mouth. You were flustered, “Y-Yes..I’ll be good.” You reassured. “Good girl, always so sweet for me.” He cooed. “Geto..” you whined. “What did I say to call me when we’re alone?” He questioned you. You knew your ears had to be red by now. “D-Daddy~” you muttered shyly, completely embarrassed.

It was a few weeks ago when Geto told you to address him as ‘daddy’ but he never gave you an explicit reason why. “Good girl” he said before he kissed you, making your eyes widen. The last thing you expected was for him to kiss you. You whined and tried to push him away, “Daddy no, ‘m sick.” You reminded him. “It’s okay bubs, daddy is strong. I won’t get sick.” He hummed and continued to kiss you. He kept alternating between full on eating your face and then pecking your lips repeatedly.

It seemed he really enjoyed kissing you. You enjoyed it just as much, wrapping your arms around his neck as you kissed him back. You let out cute little whines and mewls into the kisses that drove Geto crazy. “Fuck..you’re gonna make daddy late princess.” Geto sighed as his trailed kisses down your neck. “Daddy should stay home with me” You tried to persuade him as you ran your fingers through his hair. “I want to baby..trust me I do. But daddy’s work is very serious and I’m the boss so I have to be there.” He explained.

His actions were betraying his words though because he moved to get underneath the covers with you, gripping your thighs as he positioned himself between your legs. “b-but ah—“ your words got cut off due to a moan you let out once you felt Geto start to grind his hard cock against your cunt. “no buts. Daddy has to work in order to keep his princess safe.” He grunted as he rutted against you. He could feel how your cunt progressively got wetter, creating a wet spot on his briefs.

“shit..I wanna fuck your cute little cunt so bad, sweet girl.” He panted into your neck. You whined, back arching slightly as your hips pushed back against his. You attempted to match his pace but you were failing miserably. “n-nasty daddy.” You whimpered. The moment got terribly interrupted by an obnoxious knock at Geto’s bedroom door. “Yo boss! Hurry up, we don’t have time to waste! I know you didn’t oversleep.” Gojo yelled from outside the door. Geto groaned in annoyance.

“I’m coming! shithead..” Geto yelled back. “sorry bun, daddy’s gotta go now.” He sighed and kissed your pouty lips. “When are you gonna be back?” You asked him as you watched him get up and finish getting dressed. “Don’t know baby..but I’ll try to come back as soon as possible.” He said as he tied his hair up in its signature bun and tucked in his shirt. Geto didn’t bother changing his pants and briefs despite your slick that was still seeped into them.

“Bye sweetie.” He said as he kissed you one last time. “Bye bye daddy~” you waved as you watched him leave. From that moment on you became Geto’s girl and he made sure everyone knew it too. The staff was unsurprised though because they noticed their boss grow a soft spot for you. Geto having to ‘take care of business’ is what had you sulking now in present time. He’d been gone for almost a month now. It’s the longest he’d been away in years.

You were lounging on the couch when you heard the door open and you rushed to see if it was Geto, only to see Gojo. “Well don’t look so disappointed. Aren’t I your second favorite person?” He teased as he laughed. “Shut up. You could’ve stayed gone forever.” You huffed. “Aw, hurts to hear you be so mean cutie. I taught you that?” He chuckled as he patted your head. You slapped his hand away since he was touching your fresh box braids.

“How come you’re here and he isn’t? Aren’t you two attached by the hip?” You pouted. Gojo shrugged, “Boss said he had some other stuff to take care of, he should be here by tonight though.” He said. “Really?” You perked up excitedly. “Yes really.” He chuckled. “You’ve been crying over him haven’t you?” He teased. “No I didn’t..” you attempted to lie but it was obvious. “Crybaby. Geto isn’t even that great.” He laughed. “Yes he is!” You defended as you stomped your small foot.

Gojo cooed, “Everyday I realize more and more why boss likes you so much, you’re just so darn cute.” He smiled honestly as he pinched your cheeks. You squirmed and giggled, you were flattered since it was rare that Gojo complimented you. “Sugu is gonna kill you for touching me.” You teased. “Shh, don’t tell him.” Gojo entertained your antics, though he knew those words somewhat rung true. Geto was serious about no one touching his princess.

“Wanna know a secret?” He whispered suddenly and you eagerly nodded. You leaned in close, gojo leaning down to your height to tell you the discreet information. “Geto has been missing you a lot, I’ve never seen him so mushy and sappy before. He brought you up allll the time. He said he was gonna die if he didn’t come back home to you soon.” Gojo whispered. Your eyes widened at the information, it made you happy to know that Geto missed you just as much as you missed him.

“Sugu can’t die though, I’ll be really sad.” You pouted. “Don’t worry, boss is literally immortal somehow.” He laughed honestly. “Oh! and he’s also been kinda a perv. he’d definitely kill me for telling you this..but he was super stressed you know? and then he kept going on about wanting to fuck you and feel your cunt squeezing him..it was hard to listen to.” He told you, seemingly cringing as he remembered his boss’s rambling. You blushed hearing the additional secret, getting shy as you hid your face in your hands.

“Sugu likes to say icky stuff sometimes..” you muttered, flustered. “Oh please don’t act like you don’t enjoy it.” He cackled as he teased you. You whined and pushed him away, “I do not!” you huffed in embarrassment. “Mhm whatever you say princess.” He chuckled. “Now go make yourself busy, I have important things to do as well.” He hummed. “I didn’t want to stay and talk to you anyways.” You giggled as you skipped away. “Ouch, that one hurt.” He said as he dramatically placed his hand over his heart.

Since you knew your daddy was actually coming home tonight, you wanted to make yourself look pretty for him. You started off with doing your makeup. You decided to keep it simple so you did a simple eye look with cute pink hearts for decoration. You contemplated what to wear for awhile until you settled on a white silk dress with a bow in the back. You paired the dress with lacy thigh high socks. You were happy with your look as you twirled while looking at yourself in the mirror.

You sprayed on your favorite perfume and then kept yourself busy as you waited for Geto to get home. You did your usual hobbies of reading, drawing, and watching tv but you couldn’t help the way your eyes constantly checked the clock. Your energy depleted the later the day got and by the time it was 10pm you were getting teary eyed. You got lost in how sad you were, fully prepared to sob that you didn’t hear the door opening behind you. “Miss me?”

You suddenly heard Geto’s voice and you immediately perked up and looked to see him standing there with flowers and a box of chocolates in his hand. “Sugu!” You cried as you ran and jumped into his arms. “oof, I don’t remember you being this heavy baby” he teased as he held you and kissed your forehead. “Why are you crying bun?” He asked you softly as he carried you back to the couch. “I missed you, thought you weren’t comin’ home today.” You sniffled.

“Awh, princess I couldn’t wait to come back home to see you. I just got a little busy.” He hummed as he sat down on the couch with you on his lap. “I got you some treats though” he smiled as he handed you the chocolates. You excitedly opened them up and began eating them immediately. He chuckled, “you and that damn sweet tooth. It’s too late to be eating sweets but since you’ve been good you deserve it.” He cooed as he wiped the tears from your soft cheeks.

“You look pretty bubs” he complimented once he got a really good look at your whole ensemble. “wanted to look pretty f’r daddy.” You muffled around a piece of chocolate. “You always look pretty, my pretty girl. So beautiful and all mine” he flattered you and you giggled. “thank you daddy” you said softly with a grin. A comfortable silence took over as Geto just admired you, content and happy to just be in your presence again. His hands caressing your thighs in a soothing motion.

You just sat there happy as ever, eating your chocolates without a single thought in your head. “I missed you so so much baby..” Geto suddenly sighed as he buried his face in your neck. “mm, you smell good sweetheart” he breathed you in. You giggled, “that tickles” you told him as you squirmed a little. He breathed out a small laugh, “sorry baby. Daddy just needs to feel you against him right now.” He muttered into your skin as he closed his eyes.

Your hands moved to play in Geto’s hair, running your fingers through it and scratching at his nape. He let out a faint moan in content at the feeling. You were happy to be pleasing him so much, feeling him completely relaxed against you. You took his hair tie out so his hair could be fully down just the way you liked it. “feels so good baby..” he mumbled into your neck. You giggled, “I like making daddy feel good” you said honestly with pride.

You felt geto squeeze lightly at your hips after you said that. You began to tug at his hair as you played with it and you felt him tense up a bit. “do you like it more when I pull it or when I scratch?” you asked him, completely innocent. You were truly just genuinely curious but you were oblivious to how you were affecting Geto. “both feels great baby..” he sighed. “Okay~” you giggled. You then continued to do both happily until you felt Geto’s dick poking against your thigh.

“daddy…you’re hard..” you muttered out as you froze. “mm, daddy’s cock missed you and your sweet cunt bubs.” He said as he pulled you even closer so that you sat directly on top of his throbbing cock. You whined and squirmed. “you gonna be a good princess for daddy and let him stuff your cute hole?” He hummed as he looked at you. “because daddy needs it..needs it really bad. You wanna make me feel good, don’t you bun?” He continued as he began to kiss up your neck.

You nodded, “m-mhm, I wanna make you feel good” you breathed out softly. “Good girl” He praised before he suddenly flipped you over onto your back on the couch. You gasped and didn’t have much time to process before Geto was ripping your panties off. “so pretty” he groaned as he spread your lips with his fingers to get a good look at your cunt. He then spit on your cunt and dragged his fingers through your slit. You whined, “f-filthy daddy” you stuttered out as you tried to close your legs.

Geto was quick to slap your thigh, causing you to let out a sob. “Don’t fucking close them or else you’re gonna get punished. Understood?” He threatened. This Geto reminded you a lot of his terrifying demeanor when you first met him and it had you spooked. But this time it had you scared in a good way. “Y-Yes daddy” you responded obediently, just like Geto liked. “Good, because daddy has zero patience right now and you’re gonna take whatever is given to you like a good slut.” He said as he lowered his face down in between your legs.

Geto rubbed circles into your clit, mixing his saliva in with your slick as he watched you squirm and kick your legs. You were always so sensitive and Geto loved it. He groaned at the taste of you as he ran his tongue along your pussy, your juices coating his tongue and driving him crazy. After that he was eating you out like a man starved. He gripped your thighs so tight to the point it hurt as his tongue lapped at your cunt repeatedly.

Usually Geto was more precise and took his time when he ate you out but he was too greedy for you to do that this time. Drool pooling from the corners of his mouth and onto your wet cunt as he ate you out sloppily. “s’ too much! d-daddy!” you squealed as you cried out and tugged at his hair. Your incessant tugging at his hair only fueled him on more as he sucked harshly at your clit. “taste so fucking good baby, ugh daddy could eat you up all day.” He moaned as he swirled his tongue around your clit.

“love this sweet pussy so much” he muttered against your cunt as he kissed it with his drool and cum slicked lips. Geto slid his two fingers into you, spreading them and curling them inside you until you sobbed and scratched at his shoulders. “there you go, falling apart so prettily for me sweetheart” he cooed as he thrusted his fingers into you while his thumb played with your clit. “s-sugu! I-I’m gonna-“ you wailed before you squirted all over Geto’s hand and his face, soaking the couch underneath you.

Geto moaned at the sight, “making such a fucking mess, sensitive bitch always coming so damn quick” he degraded and you whimpered. His fingers never ceased their movements, continuously fucking into you as gushed nonstop around his thick fingers. “Tell daddy that you’re sorry for making a mess.” He demanded as he slapped your pussy three times. The wet smacks sounding throughout the living room as you cried and your back arched.

“I-I’m sorry daddy” you sniffled. “For?” He prodded with a sadistic grin. “F-For making a big mess..” you continued as you looked at him with your big teary eyes. “Good girl” he praised as he slurped up your juices filthily. He didn’t want to waste a drop as he lapped up your mess while his fingers continued thrusting into your fluttering hole. “so fucking wet for me” he sighed in satisfaction as he listened to the squelching of your cunt. “Daddy’s cock is gonna slide right in, hm?” He said and you instantly shook your head.

“s’ too big” you moaned out honestly. Geto chuckled, “you can take it though. Your daddy’s big girl, right? made just for my cock.” He encouraged as he suckled at your clit before biting down on it. You cried out at the feeling, your hands attempting to push Geto’s head away. “hurts’ daddy” you whined. “stop that shit.” He tutted as he pushed your hands away. “you’re acting like a spoiled whiny bitch. take what’s given to you like a good whore or you won’t get to cum again.” He stated as his dark eyes looked up at you with that stern expression.

You pouted, lip quivering as tears fell down your cheeks. You nodded in response to him and he tsked in disapproval, his fingers stilling as they pressed against your sweet spot that had your legs trembling. “use your words or I’ll stop right here.” He said as he looked at you expectantly. The next whine you let out sounded carnal, all high pitched and pathetic as you tried to move against his stilled fingers to feel any friction against that spot that craved it so desperately. “y-yes daddy! -ah please! please!” You sobbed.

“My good girl” he grinned, pleased with your begging as he began to move his fingers again. He gave you exactly what you wanted, his fingers abusing that sensitive spot that had your cunt spasming and dripping all over his hand. “Want you to cum again for daddy, you can do that right sweetie?” He requested as his fingers continued their assault on your fluttering pussy. You nodded, “m-mhm! baby can do that!” you moaned.

Your hips pressed back against Geto’s fingers, matching his pace as you desperately chased your second orgasm. “fuck..you’re filthy. So eager and willing to please. Just a cock hungry slut.” He groaned as he watched you fuck yourself on his fingers, your fluids seeping through the cracks of his fingers and running down his wrist. “O-Only for daddy” you whined as you felt that knot build up in your stomach again. Your back arching and your nails digging into the couch cushions for dear life.

Once that seam burst Geto was quick to drink you up, tongue laid out and ready to taste your juices. He never got tired of tasting you, moaning into your pussy as he slurped up your new mess. You just laid there whining and twitching, already spent and stimulated. Geto was far from done with you though. “Tapping out baby?” He chuckled as he saw your fucked out face, eyes already fluttered closed. You nodded slowly, “‘m too sensitive daddy” you whined softly.

“Awh, that’s cute. I just got you all ready for my cock though sweet girl.” He cooed as he unbuckled his belt. That sound sent shivers down your spine. You whimpered and tried weakly to crawl away only for Geto to grab your legs and pull you right back. “Aht aht, can’t have that baby. Daddy waited too long to feel your pretty pussy around his cock.” He hummed as he finished undressing. His cock was throbbing and red at the tip, precum dripping down the sides of it.

You whined at the sight of it, your pussy clenching in need despite how overly stimulated you already were. A gasp left your throat when Geto began to rub his swollen tip through your slit. Your eyes rolling back and Geto groaning into your ear. “Fucks sake..this pussy is gonna be the death of me..” he muttered as he panted against your dewy skin. He took off your dress so he could see you fully. You looked unreal underneath him, almost too beautiful for his eyes. “What did I ever do to deserve a beautiful woman like you..”

You blushed at his genuine words, “I love you daddy” you told him with a smile. “I love you too little bun” he smiled back and kissed you softly. That was the extent of softness you were gonna get for awhile because now that Geto had you all relaxed he started pushing his cock head into you, stretching out your tight cunt as you cried out and whimpered. Your nails dragged down Geto’s back leaving red trails as you felt his thick cock pushing into your poor sensitive cunt. Geto gritted his teeth, groaning carnally as he felt your sloppy soft walls mold around his dick.

Geto paused once he fully bottomed out, being kind enough to allow you to adjust. “Tell me when..” he grunted out. He was like a wild animal waiting to be set loose and you had full control over him at the moment. Watching the heavy rise and fall of his chest as he breathed but also seeming as if he was holding his breath, the way his hands gripped your thighs so painfully tight to leave prints of his hands, the way his hair fell in his face as he stared down at you with a gaze that seemed as if he wanted to eat you alive.

It only took a minute or so for you to adjust and you could see Geto getting antsy. Biting down on his lower lip and trying to stop himself from rutting and grinding into you, failing miserably at times. You let out a shaky breath and opened your mouth to tell him to start and as soon as you uttered the first syllable, he started to pound into you. He didn’t waste a single second, not even letting you say the full word. You turned into a moaning screaming mess as Geto pounded into you mercilessly.

“my fucking pussy, feel so fucking good wrapped around my cock princess.” He growled as he thrusted into you hard and fast, fucking you like it was the last time he’d ever get to. He started kissing and sucking on your tits as he fucked into you, leaving pretty red and purple marks as he panted and drooled against your brown skin. The head of his cock was beating your cervix up, hitting it hard each time he slammed into you. It hurt so bad in the best way possible. You were wailing, hiccuping and creaming around Geto’s dick.

“Little pussy’s just eating my dick up -shit ngh—feel me all deep in your guts princess? pressing up against your womb?” He gritted as he watched the way his cock slammed in and out of your abused pussy over and over again. The little sputters of fluids your cunt released, forming a creamy ring around his dick and dripping down to his balls that were clapping against the cusp of your cute ass. “fuckk such a pretty fucktoy all for me..ugh ngh uh” he moaned as his eyes rolled back slightly. He was getting lost in the feeling of your gummy walls squeezing his cock.

“Daddy’s gonna fill you up so much bun, have this cute tummy all full of my cum” he moaned as he pressed his hand down on your lower abdomen making you squeal and your legs shake. You tried to push his hand away feebly because something didn’t feel right. “w-wait! daddy!” You babbled out, sobbing as you shook your head. Geto didn’t listen to any of it, grabbing your hands and using his free hand to pin them over top of your head. “I told you to stop that shit” he growled as he continued to pound into you animalistically with his hand pressing harder against your abdomen.

“b-but Sugu!” You screamed but it was too late and you were crying and pissing all over Geto’s cock. “Oh fuck..” he trailed off, watching in shock as he felt the warm liquid pour out and soak the coach and his cock. You were completely embarrassed, face flushed as you sniffed and sobbed. “shh shh, it’s okay baby -ah shit..” he tried to comfort you, moaning still because despite the piss his hips never ceased their movements. He was still fucking into you as if nothing happened. In his mind all it did was make his dick slide into you easier.

“n-nasty daddy..daddy’s -mfph nasty..” you whimpered with a hiccup. “love this sweet cunt too much to stop…fuck you really pissed all over me..fucking filthy -uh mm filthy fucking little girl” he groaned into your mouth as he kissed you and continued fucking your wet sloppy cunt. It was so wet now that his dick slipped out, making him lose his momentum but he didn’t waste a second to slide right back in. “It slides in so easy now bun, you should piss on me every time” he joked, chuckling breathily against your lips.

He slid his tongue into your mouth, kissing you messily as the two of you fucked like rabbits. “Open..” he muttered and you instantly obeyed, opening your mouth wide for him to spit onto your waiting tongue. You moaned at the lewd gesture, Geto licking into your mouth afterwards. “Good fucking girl.” He praised as he raised your legs up higher until you were completely folded up. Now fucking into you at deeper angle that had you seeing stars. You were so far gone now, just babbling and making pathetic noises with your eyes rolled back.

Geto was just as gone as you were. His hair damp and sticking to his sweaty form, cock throbbing and spurting precum into you, moaning and groaning nonstop as he used your cunt like his personal flesh toy, drool leaking from the corners of his mouth, scratches and bite marks from you marking his skin. “That’s right, just lay there and fucking take it. Just like you’re supposed to. Made just for my cock. Who owns you?” He was rambling now, completely pussy drunk as he obliterated your cunt with his thick cock.

“‘m daddy’s girl..g-geto owns me..” you managed to stutter out, the words choked up in moans and sobs. “mhm, all fucking mine.” He huffed as his hand wrapped around your throat. “shittt daddy’s gonna cum baby —ngh mfph..” he moaned, his pace somehow quickening as he felt his orgasm approaching. “Gonna milk daddy’s cock? hm?” He panted and you nodded. “n-need it -ah uhn wan’ it daddy” you whined out as you tried to fuck back against Geto’s cock. You couldn’t match his pace at all but it drove Geto crazy to see you trying to fuck yourself on him.

“fucking hell..if you keep doing that I’m gonna bust baby..” he mumbled, his words ending off in almost a whimper as his eyes fixated on the sight of you desperately trying to fuck him back. He even slowed his pace down just to accommodate yours. The two of you perfectly in sync while fucking each other. The position and the pacing made it so the head of his cock perfectly grinded up against your g-spot, making your toes curl as you whined out Geto’s name. “d-deeper daddy~” you begged and geto gladly obliged, shoving his cock deeper into your greedy hole.

“mm s’ feels so g-good daddy..” you whined breathily. Geto was the fucked out one now, groaning and whimpering as he let you fuck yourself on him. Cunt clenching around him just right and making him lose his mind. “cum’n me -heh uhn please daddy..” you babbled as you rutted against Geto, twitching as your clit bumped against his abdomen. That was all it took for Geto to snap, moaning out as he came deep inside you. Rope after rope of his thick warm semen filling up your cunt that milked it all up.

“s-shit…” geto whined pathetically into your neck as he came nonstop, his cum seeping out the sides of where his cock plugged you up. Your body trembled at the feeling, cumming soon after and adding to the huge mess of fluids as you creamed on Geto’s dick. The both of you were breathing heavily as you came down from your climaxes. Geto’s heavy body laid on top of you, practically crushing you but you didn’t mind it because he was so warm. You were trying your best not to fall unconscious, eyelids heavy and fighting to close.

“You okay baby bun?” Geto asked you after awhile of comfortable silence. “mhm..” was all you could muster out. Geto was satisfied with the reply though, climbing off of you and pulling his cock out with a small hiss. He was just as sensitive as you now. He whistled once he got a good look of the mess that was made on the couch, “well shit..I’ll just get the maids to clean it..” he muttered. Geto then got in between your legs and began to clean you up, eating the mixture of fluids out of your pussy.

He truly was filthy and you secretly loved it. You squirmed as he did it but you didn’t have any more energy to stop him. Once he was satisfied with it he stopped and then moved to kiss you, spitting the frothy fluids into your mouth as the two of you kissed sloppily. You swallowed it and Geto smiled. “Missed you so much bubs” he reminded once again before he began to affectionately peck all over your face.

#jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu geto #geto suguru #jjk x reader #jjk x you #jjk geto #geto x reader #getou suguru x reader #geto x you #geto x black reader #geto x black y/n #pwp fics #jujutsu kaisen fic #black reader #omorashi #gojo satoru

[doctorsiren]

Okay okay but I’m right okay?

Also here’s different concepts related to the games and not the movie that I drew up at work yesterday as I was killing time before we watched the movie :))

Random stuff:

Despite Gregory Edgeworth being Henry, he’s the one to die in the Bite of 83 bc DL-6. Apollo is FNAF Gregory bc they both have the same big staring eyes and Apollo already has a bracelet. Phoenix is a wolf but is also based on the Blue Badger. Instead of William’s fursona (haha) being a rabbit, Von Karma’s is a German Shepherd. Diego is a lion, and Godot is Glamrock Diego. Franziska is Circus Baby, but also accidentally kinda looks like Pomni (I still need to watch TADC). The Feys are rabbits mainly because Pearl’s hair reminds me of a little bunny (ironically enough, I didn’t draw her). Miles fits Scooped Michael way too well, but also my brother said he fits Michael because you have to go in an elevator in Sister Location (also he’s terrified of the power going out)

#doctorsiren #ace attorney #FNAF #five nights at freddy's #fnaf spoilers #<- just in case #fnaf au #ace attorney au #phoenix wright #trucy wright #miles edgeworth #manfred von karma #mike schmidt #abby schmidt #vanessa shelly #william afton #freddy fazbear #apollo justice #gregory edgeworth #maya fey #mia fey #franziska von karma #godot #diego armando #art #digital art #my art #fanart #procreate #doodle

[merriclo]

I want to know your LU headcanons!

ohHO i will absolutely tell you tysm for asking!! i’ve been wanting to talk abt them for ages but just never got around to it ig ahjdkcka

Time’s actually like 32 and is just really committed to the bit of being ancient

Sky is horrific at making new friends. he grew up with the same small group of people, so he never learned how to make friends with complete strangers because there simply wasn’t the need to. so, when he first starts traveling with the chain, he makes little wooden charms for them because he isn’t entirely sure how else to get close with them. Zelda always enjoyed his woodcarvings, so maybe they will too??

as a result, the entire chain has little trinkets made by Sky. on Legend’s bag there’s charms hanging off the straps, and Twilight wears his as necklaces (both because it looks cool as fuck and it helps the shadow crystal stand out less). yes Wind has specifically commissioned him to make something for Aryll

yeah yeah bunny Legend but consider: the mermaid suit (which I like to think is more of a curse bc get fished pink man <3) giving him some marine animal qualities as well. no matter what tho that bitch is an Ariel kinnie, they’re collecting all the shiny shit they can find

Sky is obsessed with doing puzzles the Right and Proper way, meanwhile Wild cheeses absolutely everything he can

Wind believes in all of those classic pirate superstitions

the witches in Legend’s era adore him. Grandma Syrup dotes on him, Maple is like a teasing older sister, and Irene is like a teasing younger sister. this is where he learned most of his magic skills from, and he takes all potentially enchanted or cursed items to them to check out. he’ll never admit it, but Legend finds lots of comfort in all of them, as they’re one of the few people who’ve stayed in his life this long.

Wild’s a pretty good medic!! during his adventure, he very quickly realized how dangerous infection is, so they learned about a lot of home remedies and medicinal herbs, as well as how to tend to a wound from other travelers at stables and inns. he didn’t really get a choice in learning, considering how he probably got stung or bit by painful insects or accidentally brushed up against painful plants a lot during the early days of their adventure, and thus showed up to stables covered in rashes and hives and such, causing every decent person in the area to flock to them and try to help. their Hyrule is very sweet, okay?

they’re not the only one who’s well acquainted with medicinal herbs, though! while I think all of them would have a basic understanding, Time, Hyrule, Warriors, and Wind would know a lot. dw i’m elaborating

Time quite literally grew up in the forest, was raised by a tree, and had actual forest spirits for siblings—he knows his plants. he and Saria would peel willow bark and collect dandelions together

I like to think that Hyrule being half-fae makes him very sensitive to all magic-based auras, including that of plants, so they’re very good at picking out the healing herbs, even if they’re not quite sure what they’re called

listen ok hear me out about Warriors. young Time was appalled that he knew jackshit about nature and forcefully taught him. also, before modern medicine, medicinal plants were used all the fucking time on the battle field. yarrow, an herb that stops bleeding and prevents infection, is called soldiers’ woundwort because of this. i mention this because he was probably concerned about the health and safety of his troops, so he learned what the medics were doing and using.

Wind grew up on a small, tight-knit island, realistically they would’ve had to have learned how to use the things around them to their fullest advantage. that being said, his knowledge is sort of useless outside of his own era, aside from what he was taught in the war. ok i’m done talking about medicinal herbs now i promise sorry it’s a hobby of mine ahhsjdka

Legend’s terrified of dogs. in Link’s Awakening, the dogs are literally balls on chains with huge mouths full of sharp teeth (basically just Chain Chomps). if you want to get angsty with it: it comes from guard dogs being sent after him on his first adventure. he became a lot less scared to more he spent time with BowBow (the ball and chain dog) but, when he woke up, he got the belief that he could only be safe around a dog in his dreams. he’s pretty damn uncomfortable around Wolfie at first, but after lots of time and learning to trust Twilight, he’s able to slowly overcome his fear. sort of. mostly just with Wolfie. he still hates staying at stables in Wild’s Hyrule.

if Wild doesn’t want to explain/source something he’ll just say it came to him via divine intervention. Sky believes it every single time

I was thinking about Legend’s story a while ago and realized it was kind of similar to Joan of Arc’s so take that as you will. idk if this even counts as a headcanon but i’m putting it here

Warriors and Twilight are really close friends because they both understand the struggles of wrangling dirt worshipping nature freaks. anytime Twilight (lovingly) complains about Wild, Wars will counter with whatever asinine feral child antics young Time got up to and suddenly Twi will feel very blessed and lucky

whenever Four sees someone with their hair in a high ponytail he subconsciously thinks they’re very smart and respectable because Dot always wears her hair in a high ponytail

Hyrule is completely fine with not sleeping on a bedroll. they like the dirt, actually. let them sleep in the dirt.

Legend uses apples in his red potions, both to increase their potency and to make them taste better. he also learned how to enchant apples to be healing on their own so sometimes when someone’s hurt he’ll just shove an apple in their face

uhh so ik this is a lot but this isn’t even close to of all my headcanons so yeah there’s that lmao

#i saved y’all from my angstier headcanons btw. and also my magic system headcanons. be grateful /lh #i also restricted myself from telling y’all the queer headcanons bc there’s so many ppl posting theirs rn that i don’t rlly feel the need to #i have so many thoughts abt these guys it’s almost humiliating #linked universe #lu #linkeduniverse #lu headcanons #linked universe headcanons #sorry for any typos or if things are worded weirdly i ran out of my adhd meds and also lost my glasses so #i’m trying my best ok #ALSO AGAIN TY STORMY FOR ASKING <333 #i do rlly appreciate it tyyy <3

[adoremexxs]

OKOK this took me a lot of courage to request tbh since like idk it just seems embarrassing, anyways could you maybe do an Aizetsu x reader who looks very intimidating but is actually a big softie😔? Also I genuinely don’t mind if you don’t do this and ik you have a lot of requests now and with school coming up and etc so make sure to take some breaks 👿👿

it is not embarrassing! this idea is so cute! and thank you for being so considerate 😭 i start school in a few days and my life is usually busy so i’ll try to do all the requests i can. and i didn’t know if u wanted it modern, demon verse or whtv so i just chose modern if you don’t mind. i also rushed to do this bc i’m so busy.

Aizetsu was terrified of you when you first came to his class.

You were incredibly intimidating and you scared him!

He’s 6’4 and built and yet he is scared of you! It’s actually common for him to be scared of people. But you had him shaking in his boots.

Whenever you were assigned to sit next to HIM, oh boy. He was petrified and wanted to hide from you.

You sat down next to him. You didn’t really talk. You were shy, especially with going to a new school. Aizetsu had been fumbling with his necklaces and earrings, anything he could readjust and make himself look more presentable to you.

But you ended up talking to him because you guys had to be partners for a project.

Aizetsu realized that you were so terrifying sweet.

You always gave him praise.

“Good job, Aizetsu.” “Wow, you’re incredibly smart.” “You look amazing today, Aizetsu.” “Oh! You like bunnies? Me too. I wish I could see your pet bunny!” “Gosh, your eyes are gorgeous today.” “But then again, they already are gorgeous.”

What he didn’t realize is that you were flirting with him a bit. You realized that Aizetsu SUCKS at picking up hints.

Like you want to go out with him. He’s gorgeous. He’s quiet, gorgeous, tall, tan, blue eyes, his hair is GORGEOUS, everything about him is perfect. And you want him! And you get what you want!

You just had to plan it perfectly.

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You started giving gifts to him. At first…Aizetsu thought you were trying to kill him or like bribe him into doing something for you…

He still thinks this whenever you give him gifts.

Then you started complimenting him. Now Aizetsu definitely thinks you are trying to bribe him. You’re way too intimidating to actually like him! Right?

You started to scare him even more though that’s not what you were trying to do.

Eventually you just gave him a note because your attempts sucked! And he refused to believe that you actually liked him he just couldn’t tell.

So you told him to meet you under the cherry blossom tree giving yandere simulator.

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Aizetsu thought you were going to put him up. He legitimately had prepared himself to get beat up.

What he didn’t expect was you to shove flowers in his face. Aizetsu was incredibly surprised.

“U-Uhm…(Y/N)? What’s this?”

You were all shy now, fumbling with anything you could.

“Flowers…For you.”

Aizetsu was so surprised. He didn’t mean to accidentally shed a few tears but he did.

“Listen, I like you so much, Aizetsu. I tried to praise you, compliment you, give you gifts. I enjoy your presence and everything. I want to be with you. Show you how love feels. I know that you haven’t had a good life, I’ve heard from people. I want to make you feel loved and I want to spoil you with affection and anything you want. So please, Aizetsu, go out with me!”

Oh jeez. Your whole face was redder than Sekido’s eyes. You were flustered. Scared. Until Aizetsu hugged you so tightly, wetting your shoulder with his tears.

“Of course, (Y/N)! I’m so dense! I’m so sorry! I’m so so so so sorry!” He sobs into your shoulder, “Of course, I’ll go out with you!”

I think we all know what happened later.

You took him on a nice and romantic date! Duh! Karaku was so jealous!

#demon slayer #kny sekido #hantengu clones #urogi #demon slayer aizetsu #karaku #kny aizetsu #kny karaku #sekido #aizetsu #aizetsu x y/n #aizetsu demon slayer #aizetsu x you #demon slayer x reader #demon slayer x y/n #demon slayer hantengu #demon slayer fanfic #demon slayer hcs

[shipandrunforit]

Dropping some Heartsteel head cannons I have bc these thoughts won’t leave me alone and I’m curious how much they are going to tie in magic with this (bc Kayn and Ezreal still have their powers)

Kayn and Rhaast

Was a street kid growing, something happened that lead to him being orphaned and living on the streets for a few years

Accidentally released rhaast while trying to steal things from a museum, Rhaasf was not happy about having the situation and tried to leave but Kayn didn’t let him go out of spite.

Two slowly grew to be friends but aren’t the healthiest of friends with Kayns ego feeding into Rhaast, especially when their on stage, and Rhaast has a tendency to voice and pressure kayn to follow through on intrusive thoughts or actions.

Rhaaat was the one who thought of them entering the music industry (wanted everyone’s eyes on him) and so they worked their ass off to get into the industry.

Rhaast also enjoys the dramatics, got very board sitting in the weapon for years and enjoys putting on a show and being a show off.

Ezreal

Was sort of like those Disney kids from the Mickey Mouse club, was how he got into the industry at such a young age. (Also could be why kayn calls him the pop star Prince, is bc he was everywhere for a while).

Is an orphan and is being raised by his uncle

Not sure how he got teleportation when he doesn’t seem to have the gauntlet but he very much loves using his abilities to jump around the city and do parkour.

Would probably also use it to sneak out at times either to hide from his old manager when he was in trouble

First time he did this in front of the boys was bc he was too lazy to walk to the kitchen and he scared the crap out of K’Sante, still make jokes about it.

The dog sleeps in his room, was also the one to name the dog.

Good af editing, especially on computers

Yone

Started out as a dj and went to music school and even taught his brother a few basics of being a dj as well.

Still had a falling out with his brother bc he saw how bad the industry was and didn’t want Yasuo to get involved. Led to them having a fight and haven’t really talked since

Is very into mythology and folklore (is why for his section of music video we see the azukana spirt. Is also partially bc I have no fucking clue how else to tie that part of his backstory into this).

Boys played a prank on him by switching his coffee once, long story short they all (including Rhaast) collectively agreed never to do this again bc of how terrifying the results of this prank where

Yone is one of the best drawers in the group besides Sett and the two talk about animations sometimes (Yone animated the fox in his section)

Has made the boys Dino nuggets at one point

Sett

Is a big fan of comics, animation, and pfp fighting games

Did the drawings for his section as well as the animations for the background (am referring to that scene in the end of the music video)

Dad was a boxer who left when Sett was young

Sett also knows how to box and worked as a boxer for a bit as well as a bouncer maybe. Rap was more of a hobby but when he got signed onto a record label he switched to doing it full time

Punched the paparazzi bc they were harassing his mom

Favorite anime’s include jojo’s bizar adventures and one punch man

Meet Apjelious before Heartsteel at a meuseum that showcasing a new planetarium exhibit. Two hit it off and are now dating.

Aphelios and Alune

He and his sister were involved in choir when they were younger

Alune went off to college to get her degree in business in management and aphelios went stayed home and did his music.

Aphelios lost his voice either due to medical reasons or because of an accident, Alune transferred to a closer college to be with her brother when the news broke out.

Aphelios had a hard time getting further in the industry, was often discredited or people wouldn’t want to work with him bc it was “too much of a hassle”.

Was nervous for his sister to meet Sett only to realize the two get along great and would 100% commit crimes together

Is also a gamer and will do dates with Sett that’s just them playing video games or Sett listening to him ramble on about movie or video game scores.

Aline was very chill with the boys breaking into the studio bjt did tell them not to break anything (spoilers, they did and she was not happy about it).

Alune is the older sibling and will tease her brother and the other boys and is not afraid to fight them if push comes to shove.

K’Sante

Has written and preformed a lot of songs before Heartsteel

Used to work on songs with his ex boyfriend but the two spit up due to the strain working together put on their relationship

Is the relationship expert in the group and will give the others advise or flirting or planning dates or anything else they need help with if they ask.

Loves going to the gym with Sett, might have been how the two of them meet in the first place. They got to talking about music at one point and when they found out the other was looking for someone to collaborate with they decided to work together.

Spot for one another when in the gym

Is the other mom friend of the group but a lot more chill, let’s them get away with more things then Yone would

Is good at filming and old school editing. He and Ezrael did most of the did for the music video and let the others scribble one what they compiled then approved it.

Was against the coffee incident and straight up left the building when it happened.

#heartsteel #aphelios #heartsteel sett #heartsteel aphelios #heartsteel kayn #heartsteel rhaast #heartsteel yone #Heartsteel K’Sante #ksante #shieda kayn #alune #heartsteel alune #headcanons #heartsteel headcanons

[freminet-writings]

I’d like to request please! And I don’t mind the quality! You can never get better if you never try! 🥰 What about something sweet maybe with an older young lady? I want to ask for smut but I’m really not sure :/ I know it called him “young man” so I’d like to think he’s at least 18. And feel free to come on my page and request if you’d like anything too! 💋 Good luck to you! 🍀 Have fun here and welcome!

in this freminet is 19 and reader is 23/24 you can imagine whichever, i hope that's not considered too weird?

set during 4.1 archon quest, i didn't write smut for it bc i felt like it didn't fit with the mood with the whole he almost died and it's a bit too public lol but i will write another part with some if you want

after you and clorinde rescued freminet from the primordial water under the prison, you decided to stay back and watch him and the twins, even though he was alive and would be fine, you couldn't help but feel worried for him

you've met freminet a couple of times now, even though he was always shy and awkward and seemed to wanna run away at every opportunity, he slowly got used to you overtime, and even approached you on his own, even showing affection at times

you couldn't help but start gaining feelings for the boy, he was too adorable to resist, and his blush when he accidentally touched you or when he hugs you made you giddy

his siblings left the room to eat and hang out with the traveler and paimon, leaving you to tend after him, you didn't mind, you wanted some alone time with him anyway

but he seemed more awkward than usual, being unable to sleep for multiple reasons, you moved over to his bed and watched as he tensed up

"freminet? are you alright?" you spoke in a soft tone, placing a hand on his thigh comfortingly, but that only seemed to make him more nervous

he bit his lip and tried not to look at you "I'm fine" he mumbled "it's just... everything that happened today, it really...scared me" he looked almost embarrassed to admit it

you wrapped your arm around him, hoping to comfort him even just a bit "i understand, something like that is terrifying, I can't blame you for still feeling scared"

"it's..." freminet sighed and decided to come out with it "can i tell you something? and you promise not to hate me?

you nodded without hesitation, scooting closer to him as he took a deep breath "it's not just that, that scared me, do you want to know the last thing i thought about before i fainted?"

you nodded again, listening intently "i thought about lyney and lynette, father, master childe...and you, for some reason, i couldn't get you out of my head, i was thinking, would you be sad if i never came back? would you not care? and...do you feel the same way about me?"

your eyes widened slightly, your hand finding a gentle grip on his thigh as he continued "i couldn't stop thinking about how you'd feel, and what would happen if i got out of there, i thought to myself...if i get out of here, i should tell her, because... I'm scared that I'll be too cowardly like always and miss my chance, I'm just being stupid, right? there's no way a woman like you could love me anyway" he mumbled the last part

you couldn't help but laugh at that, was he really so oblivious? you brought him closer and engulfed him in a tight, warm hug, running your hand through his hair, you couldn't see it but you knew he was blushing and beginning to tear up

"y/n...?" he spoke so quietly you almost couldn't hear him, you moved back and held his face in his hands "you're not stupid, freminet, of course i love you, I'd be blind not to, you're so sweet to me, overall... you're just perfect for me" you didn't want to push him, but you can't help but move your focus to his lips

he seems to have the same idea, his eyes cast downward and he bit his lip "can i...can we, uh...kiss?" he said quietly and his face blushed, you giggled and leaned forward, kissing him softly

he couldn't even begin to describe how this made him feel, it felt like he was in celestia, like he was being kissed by a goddess, a beautiful, kind, and loving goddess

he wrapped his arms around your neck, letting his mouth open to let you slide your tongue in, making him feel even better, you pushed him down a little, and he moaned, his hand gripping onto your forearm

he couldn't help but press against you, loving how you felt on top of him, he thought that you wouldn't like him like that, feeling that he was young and inexperienced that you'd want somebody who had done more, but the way your tongue caressed every inch of his mouth made him know otherwise

you stopped after what felt like hours, his eyes were wide and he was left panting, you kept your hand through his hair, cuddling close to him as he finally felt good enough to sleep

and if lyney and lynette saw anything that night, they pretended as if nothing happened :)

#sorry if this is bad #i was getting a lil tired at the end #genshin impact x reader #freminet x female reader #freminet fluff

[a-dauntless-daffodil]

Lute: “Wait- your new name Vesper isn’t in DEFIANCE of your Morningstar hell family, but a MIRROR of it???”

Vesper Bill: (cocking the gun full of heavenly bullets that their uncle Pentious made for them)

Vesper Bill: “Always was.”

Vesper Bill: (shoots Lute’s halo off her head instead of killing her) (like mother like child)

XD this is so dumb i love

behold my version of the chaggie spear baby's full character profile!

NAME: (redacted)bil(redacted)s Morningstar -> Vesper Bill, one word, not ‘Vesper’ or ‘Bill, always ‘Vesper Bill’.

NATURE: Weapon-born demonic Exorcist angel. Mortal. Slow aging.

OCCUPATION: Overlord, supplier for Rosie’s Emporium and Carmilla Carmine’s weapons business, Exorcist slayer and rehabilitator, cowboy grim reaper cosplayer, garden weeder.     

TERRITORY: Hell’s first community garden.

THEIR “THING”: Soul savings accounts and debt forgiveness programs. Killing murderous Exorcists.   - Entrust your soul to them so you can’t be tempted / pressured into selling it to anyone else. They’ll give it back if you ask, but you do have to ask first, and they’re usually good at figuring out some other way of getting what you want.  - Checks in with other overlords to see which sinners owe stuff and pays the debt / kills / scares off the overlord if they can. Then gives an accidentally terrifying visit to the former indebted sinner so they can say their favorite line of: “I’m Vesper Bill, and yours is due…. Never. It’s been paid off. Congrats.” (hands over a flyer about their moms' Hazbin Hotel)   - Their less favorite line is when they only say the first part of the above, right before killing an Exorcist. All resulting bodies are sold to Rosie, the weapons to Carmilla, and the funds go towards the community garden.

RELATIONS: Their moms run a struggling hotel business, all the live-guests of which are their uncles/aunts/grandpa.

ENEMIES: Most of heaven and a good part of hell. Their full birth name. Flower pollen. Mint.

STRUGGLES: - “It’s not a phase, moms.” (about their goth cowboy theme) – (tips hat at a lady) (walks into car bc they weren’t watching where they were going) – (coughing and sneezing and voice often sounds rough and terrifying bc they have allergies but won’t stop weeding in the garden) - Having tiny stubby demon horns that won’t grow bigger (covers with hat) (hat was a gift and orinially came from Earth) – keeping their demon tail under control (hides it under their coat).

LOVES: - Their moms, the princess of hell and her former Exorcist angel girlfriend. - The hazbin hotel family crew. - Gardening. - Cowboy stuff. - Being annoying to heaven. - Women who could vaporize them physically or emotionally with a smile or a knife either way.

PROUDEST MOMENT: Successfully infiltrating heaven, tricking Lute with a pretend hatred of their moms, wrecking shit, getting a weapon’s upgrade from their uncle, and leading a handful of now former Exorcists back down to hell with them on the way out.

POWERS: - Angelic resilience. - Demonic strength. - Summoning or banishing anyone who’s soul they have in trust, from or to the place of their choice (within the Pride Ring) (mostly used as taxi service). - Skilled at cutting weeds and brush with a scythe. - Good dancer. - Responsible gun owner and operator. - Kids love them.    

Trivia: Got into their cowboy phase after a brief one-time visit to Earth where they played guardian angel for an actual cowgirl for a day. Thinks about her a lot. Ready to go be a nuisance to Heaven again if she ends up there and wants company- is also trying to grow her favorite flowers down here in Hell, just in case. (also puts on red cheek spots makeup everyday, bc they are Charlie's kid too and PROUD of it)

and that's it, that's my take on the chaggie spear baby idea thing, all grown up!

it's ridiculous. i had so much FUN with it

#hazbin hotel #chaggie spear baby au thing #oc #fankid #my art #well THAT was a productive use of my day XD

[daydreaming-en-pointe]

Meet my OC Spider-Weaver (Spider-Woman, Earth 50513)

For the next few paras I’m gonna rant abt my spidersona :D this might not make any sense at all bc I’m just rambling at this point but here we go anyway! (a small warning, this is going to be a LONG post)

All images are from Pinterest!

TW: Mentions of death, some queerphobia/homophobia (judgemental aunties suck)

Name: Nikita Raina (pronounced Rhi-na like rhino but with an ‘a’ at the end instead of an ‘o’) (yes she’s South-Indian and yes this is me projecting)

Alias: Spider-Weaver*

Basic stuff to know:

-She’s loosely based off of a golden silk orb-weaver spider! I’m not going to attach an image but if you don’t mind staring at spiders then I suggest you look them up, they’re actually really pretty!!

-She’s been learning ballet since she was 3, picked up gymnastics for 2 or 3 years and then quit

-South-Indian

-Complete empath

-INCREDIBLE at knitting/crocheting/macramé knotting - basically anything involving thread + working with your hands. She literally works magic with yarn. She crocheted matching gloves for all of the Spiderteens one day after finding out that Hobie’s universe is COLD and his fingers are COLD and if she’s going to be holding his hand when it’s like that then she’ll freeze

Fighting Style:

Her fighting style is more aerobic and dynamic than the regular Spider-Man swings; she incorporates jetés and leaps from ballet into it while also using mid-air somersaults and other high-speed flips she picked up from gymnastics. She also teaches herself kalari adimurai (a South-Indian martial art similar to kalaripayittu) later on so she uses a few moves from that as well.

*The reason behind her alias being Spider-Weaver is that her web style has more of a lacy crochet feel to it than a regular spiderweb. This is what one of her webs would look like:

Her webs are bionic and on her web shooters she has built-in settings for the thickness and stretchiness of the crochet web. For example:

She can also switch up the style of her webs depending on how she feels yk? Like if she’s not vibing with any of the more plain ones she can switch to ✨ fancier ✨ stitches like

Arcade Stitch:

Lacy Stitches:

Fan Trellis Stitch:

And lots more. She’s basically got almost all crochet stitches as different settings on her web shooters. An added bonus is that they’re not only unique and quite pretty, but they’re also stronger and more durable than the average single-thread (unwoven) webs.

Backstory:

(canon events will be in red)

-She was bitten at 13. Her older brother (he’s 20, they have a 7 year gap) Ravi figured out something was wrong fairly early but she played it off as nothing, put his worries to rest and found her way as Spider-Woman on her own

-She was best friends with her universe’s Gwen Stacy since they were in kindergarten. She started freaking out few years into their friendship (they’re in middle school now) once they had become basically inseparable because she started feeling giddy and bubbly and getting butterflies around Gwen.

-Poor girl was basically terrified because her aunties (mostly her mother’s sisters) would constantly pressurise her by asking her if she had her sights set on a boy yet or discussing how her marriage to a boy would go once she was older - those prodding conversations and speculations only reinforced her fears that she wouldn’t be accepted and instead would be frowned upon if she told her family that she had a crush on a girl. So she became more withdrawn and distanced herself a little, so as to not to lose the favour of her family.

-Nikita is 14 at this point

-One day she accidentally told Ravi and she went quiet, expecting him to shame her or mock her but instead he just hugged her and told her he loved her no matter what, and guess what,, he’s queer (pan) too :D

-Fast forward to a few weeks later after an almost-death scare as Spider-Woman fighting her dimension’s Vulture (she slipped up, miscalculated a leap and almost got herself killed) she finally worked up the courage to tell Gwen because it seems like she returns her feelings too! So she goes up to her and they hug and they’re talking and she’s about to confess- But noooo

-Green Goblin attacks in the middle of the school day, during a student art & drama exhibition thing (the parents are all there) and hahaha guess what Gwen’s right in the middle of it

-So Green Goblin basically splits the school building in two and she’s on the terrace and she falls down almost 15 feet because the whole thing’s cracked and Nikita doesn’t have enough time to swing to reach her since there are so many people and she’s on the far, far side and-

-Gwen hits the ground at full force. Niki gets there just in time for her last breath and it’s a little bit like the Gwen-Peter 65 scene from ATSV (Niki’s Gwen slowly figured out that she’s Spider-Woman, she just didn’t say anything) yeah I might write out this scene sometime idk

-She manages to deal with Green Goblin for the moment but she loses her dad in the chaos too (basically instead of losing her uncle she lost her dad)

-So she lost her best friend and her father in one go

-She closes herself off and withdraws completely into herself and distances herself from everybody (except Ravi),, & starts going to ballet more to take her mind off things and to get lost in ballet, with the graceful, controlled movements so she doesn’t have to think of how everything’s gone wrong

-During the mourning period she and Ravi grow closer; they both start leaning more on each other and are able to tell each other anything

-Ravi has also started training to be a cop at this point

-Her relationship with her mother grows slightly strained and shaky the older she gets, because of how closed off she’s become

-Fast forward to when Nikita is 16 and a half and the Vulture attacks particularly viciously one day, right on the bridge (the Brooklyn Bridge variant in her universe)

-Her brother (who is now a police captain, despite being a little young) is in the middle of the maelstrom of cars being flung and buildings at the end collapsing. He - a police captain close to Spider-Woman - dies saving a child from falling rubble.

-That does a number on Nikita mentally and she just. Shuts herself down in terms of feeling emotion for a bit

-Like she just goes numb, like she’s in denial about how many people she’s lost in such a short time

-Terrified to make friends or get attached because her losing someone she cares about deeply seems to be a recurring pattern

-The only one she has left is her mom, and she’s grown really distant from her

-Little bit irrelevant but she takes up psychology. She studies how the emotional part of brain works, studies some basic therapy and other think-y stuff like that, and some of her Spider-Woman ‘jabs’ (not really but I can’t think of a word for them rn) are things like “did something formative happen to you as a child? yeah I thought I sensed some childhood trauma, would you like to talk about it?” And stuff like that (she’s pretty genuine about it too, if they start talking instead of just attacking her then she will sit down with a mug of chai and just listen to them rant)

-Anyway fast forward to a year and a half later when she’s 18

-Jessica Drew ends up following an anomaly she’s been tracking into Nikita’s dimension, the anomaly manages to get the upper hand on her and has almost overpowered her when Nikita finally swings in (probably during/right after a psychology exam too) and uses the element of surprise + her speed to get the upper hand on the anomaly and web it up

-She was recruited into the Spider-Society by Jess after she saw how capable and quick-thinking Niki could be. She saw her as someone who could be a useful asset to the society.

-It’s there where she met Hobie, Gwen, Pavitr, Margo, Miguel and Peter B. + a few other spiders she became friends with (I’ll expand on their relationships in a different post)

Suit design:

(I will be drawing this out properly sometime soon, don’t worry!! Feel free to skip this part if you think it’s too complicated ^^ I really have no idea how to describe it in a simpler way lmao)

-mainly shades of gold, black highlights

-on her arms there are black “cuff” markings like a golden silk spider’s legs

-on her wrists she has black bangles (more like cuffs bc they fit around her wrists, they aren’t loose & dangly)

-wears black fingerless sleeves, they look a little bit like Gwen’s but they have black splotches (a little bit like spray paint blobs) instead of spiderwebs

-has a black spider on the front of the suit

-wears a necklace! it’s colourful and has some mismatched colourful beads on a chord and two pendants in the centre, one pendant is a paint-splashed red electric guitar, the other pendant is one of Hobie’s rings

-wears black ballet pointe shoes

-the eye outline is black, the ‘eye’ inside is pastel golden

-black 🕸️ patterns on the side of both of her shoulders (like painted pauldrons)

Abilities:

-Along with the super-strength, super-speed and accelerated healing of the average Spider-Person, she can sense emotions and thoughts.

Not mind-reading exactly but if she focuses hard enough she can sense whatever emotion is radiating out of that particular person’s mind (she used to get very overwhelmed in middle school bc of the sheer amount of envy and insecurity and other emotions in raging hormonal teenagers’ brains and somehow studying psychology helped her figure out how to tune it out a little bit, since every time she can sense too much of intense emotions it’s like constantly blowing a dog whistle around a dog,, and she also gets horrible migraines and headaches from it)

She can even read thoughts if the emotion associated with it is strong enough.

An added ability that stems from being able to sense emotions and thoughts (to some degree) is that she can sometimes predict the moves that an enemy might make before they actually make them. It’s not 100% accurate every time but it’s still pretty useful

I’ll write out her relationships (everyone already knows that Hobie’s no. 1 on that list lmao) and the world descriptions later, but for now here’s the character that’s been living in my head since I saw ATSV :D

Oh also she’s besties with @hobiebrownismygod ’s sona Maitreyi :D desis gotta stick together yk (putting this here so I don’t forget to mention it in the relationships post ^^)

#⋆·˚ 🕷️🌟 ༘ * — 𝙨𝙥𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙧-𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙧! #it’s 1am #and i have to be up by 6 tmrw #whoopsies #not proofread at all btw #atsv #across the spiderverse #spidersona #spiderman oc #atsv oc #atsv original character #spider oc #oc x canon #hobie brown x oc #<- implied #nikita raina

[mugentakeda]

hopping in to torture iroh bc i just had an awful thought. in the lu ten au, after lu ten gets rescued…obviously overcoming years of conditioning takes time. obviously his mind is in a weird state of flux and his emotions are going haywire. what i’m trying to say is do you think he ever slips up when talking to zuko/azula/the gaang and accidentally refers to long feng as “father”/“dad”. does iroh ever learn about it. is he in the room to hear it when it happens. : )

HONESTLY. iroh would be pretty tormented by the implications of whatever kind of relationship his son and long feng might have had or might not have had. the only thing worse than lu ten having random gaps in his memory is that in all the days and years he does remember, there have been moments where long feng dangled context over his head. and he doesn't wanna tell his dad something unless he himself also understood what was going on, lest his dad get to unsavory conclusions (but that would probably be right of iroh anyway). like he was existing within a conversation without knowing what the conversation was about. so sometimes long feng would do or say something that wouldn't make any sense to lu ten, so he couldn't label it with a definition to put his dad's worries to rest. moments like him lounging on long feng's desk like a big cat while long feng does his paperwork as they share a box of sweet buns. long feng tearing the last one in half so they both can share it. moments like him sprawled on the stone floor with the hook sticking out of his face and bloody spit going everywhere, his whole body protesting from keeping himself held up and still from the ceiling for almost two hours so the hook wouldn't tear his face in half. long feng looking down at him with an unreadable expression. moments like long feng grumbling about him never being in proper uniform when lu ten rolls his sleeves up to his elbows and leaves his hair down. but they're going to see the king together for tea, so long feng holds him in place to fix his sleeves and slick his hair into a neat ponytail. moments like them sparring together, and getting an irrational yet familiar feeling of nervousness at how long feng grins when he tumbles to the ground. the nervousness sparking to heart fluttering anxiety when he tries to sit up and recover his balance, but then long feng is right there, holding him down with an iron grip around his one wrist. but then it's like, when hes on missions or hes wandering around the middle ring at night, and he ends up in a conversation with some random civilian, and say he's buying long feng something and the seller asks who its for, whats he gonna say? his boss? that's weird. so after some hesitation in the first few times he did it, he'd just say they're for his dad. sometimes when him and long feng would go to the night markets together during holidays and shit, people would mistake them for father and son. when long feng first brought lu ten inside the walls during the siege and lu ten's arm was torn and his face was fucked, lu ten was hallucinating from the agony and mistook long feng for iroh. and what's long feng gonna do, tell this dying, hysterical kid no? he wasn't comfortable enough with what he was gonna do with lu ten quite yet, so he wasn't gonna say anything in response, but when lu ten would sob for his father, he'd hum in response. lu ten only ever really called long feng dad if the situation called for it, which was rare. but sometimes, when they'd play pai sho together or would take tea together during meals, the word would be pressing on the inside of his teeth. his tongue would shape around the word. like it wants to come out, but his brain chokes him before he can allow it. so, it mostly stays sir and boss. when they train together, or long feng sees lu ten through disciplinary action, it becomes master. iroh doesn't want to interrogate lu ten because his mind is still fragile, but he's terrified of what long feng might tell him if he were to ask. would he lie and then let iroh lay awake at night, torturing himself for the rest of his life over something that didnt even happen? or would long feng tell the truth because he knows that regardless, iroh can't do anything to go back and time to fix it? would letting experiences his son can't even fully remember rot away in the shadows of his mind until they cease to exist make him a bad father, or would making lu ten confront them be the healthier option?

#this got way longer than i originally intended. i genuinely cant contain myself with this au i swear #GETTING FIXATED ON UR OWN AU IS CRAZY I KNOW #dai li lu ten #alicias writing stuff #asks

[sappynapper]

If they made you cry x cc!dwt + gnf (separately)

hurt/comfort hcs on how they would react to accidentally making you cry

cws: yelling, making fun of insecurities, crying

Dream:

Listen, we all know he’s a sweetheart and a softie really

that doesn’t mean he hasn’t got a temper sometimes, especially when he’s stressed and pissed off about some twitter bullshit with fake screenshots that he has to address again

you can tell he’s getting worked up, which never ends well, so you try telling him to just get offline, to stop replying to the tweets, and do something else for a bit, take his mind off it all and calm down

but he’s angry and frustrated so he snaps, practically snarling at you

“god just stop that! you should be fucking supporting me in this not telling me to ignore it”

you know he’s not angry at you he’s just upset

it still startles you though, a lot

he almost never raises his voice at you like that, and him being such a big guy, when he does shout it’s loud and intimidating

plus the accusation of not supporting him hits just a bit too close to home

he specifically told you that he doesn’t want you stepping into the crossfire by getting involved in all the online discourse

but that doesn’t stop you feeling guilty for not being able to defend him. for not being able to really help

and before you know it your eyes have filled with tears and you’re trying to hold back sniffles so Dream won’t notice

he does of course though

bc he’s distracted it takes him a few seconds to realise what’s happening

but when he does his heart drops

and he is terrified, brain immediately going into ‘omg i’m a horrible person, i’ve ruined everything and they’re gonna leave me for yelling at them oh fuck’ mode

everything else is immediately forgotten as his head floods with panic bc to him, making you cry?? unforgivable. if anyone else made you cry he’d want to kill them but this is his fault and he doesn’t know what to do. he just has to make it better

“oh, y/n, i’m so sorry, i-“

he steps towards you, wanting to pull you into his arms and apologise with hugs and kisses but he’s not sure if he’s allowed to touch you right now and you’ve curled in on yourself with your arms wrapped across your chest

you tell him “it’s fine! it’s fine!”, and start apologising for crying when you were trying to comfort him, feeing silly, but he stops you

“is it ok if i touch you, baby?”

you give a little nod and he envelops you immediately, pulling your head into his chest and rubbing a hand up and down your back, comforting himself as much as you

he’s so relieved when you melt into him. that you’re not angry

he starts rambling mumbled apologies and reassurances into your hair between kisses

“i’m so so sorry angel. i should never have yelled. i didn’t mean to snap at you i’m just stressed but it’s no excuse. you do so much for me. always make me feel better. please forgive me”

you just nod, nuzzling further into his sweatshirt and gripping at it for comfort, just relieved he’s not angry anymore

he holds you tightly, shaken by his own mistake

anxiety-fuelled visions of you walking out the door and never coming back flashing behind his eyelids as he screws them shut

“hey” you squeeze his arm, familiar with his spirals, “i’m here. everything’s fine, i promise”

he nods, more grateful for you than ever. what could he possibly have done to deserve you in his life?

he spends days afterwards doing little things to make it up to you, even though you’ve said it’s fine a million times

your favourite takeout for dinner, his treat ofc. all the chores taken care of before you can even think of them. that thing you’d been eyeing on etsy? in your hands by the following evening.

but like i said, to dream, making you cry is basically a cardinal sin so it’s a while before he stops feeling guilty about it

George:

he’s lowkey a meanie. we know this thanks to alyssa

he wasn’t trying to make you cry, he was just teasing, needling you about some small thing that he had no clue was actually a big insecurity of yours

you tried not to let it affect you, biting your lip to keep it from wobbling and avoiding George’s gaze

but eventually all the little jabs build up and a couple of tears slip down your face before you can stop them

George pauses for a second, then

“are you crying??”

“no. no” you hurry to wipe the tears away, embarrassed, turning your face away more

“you are, you’re crying”

he moves around you to see your face better and that’s when you crack a little

“just leave it, George, god”

oh. he kind of blanks as he realises how actually upset you are

“y/n?..”

“stop. just stop. i don’t want to hear anymore. i get it ok?” you tell him, tearily, hurrying to your shared bedroom and shutting the door behind you, leaving George alone to realise that his light teasing had not in fact been that at all

he’s genuinely so shocked. he didn’t think he could make you cry?? like surely you know he thinks you’re literally perfect and that he could never actually mean any of the dumb jokes he makes??? right????

that’s what he plans to tell you a little later when he’s given you some time and recovered from the surprise himself. taking a deep breath before entering your bedroom

he opens the door carefully, even knocking slightly on the frame

“y/n? can i come in?”

he looks around for you, eventually spotting a you-shaped lump under the blanket on the bed

he sighs and shuts the door behind him, despite your lack of response, crossing the room and perching tentatively on the edge of the bed

hesitantly, he reaches out to you and places a hand on your blanket covered shoulder

you don’t say anything but you also don’t immediately shove him away so that’s good, George thinks

“y/n? i- i’m really sorry,” he starts, speaking softly, feeling shame burning in his throat, “i was honestly just joking around but it.. it was a bad joke, it wasn’t funny”

he pauses, trying to gauge any reaction from you but getting none

his hand runs absently up and down your arm over the covers as he thinks about his next words

“i.. hope you know that i don’t actually think any of that stuff about you. i think you’re wonderful and beautiful and the best thing in my life” tears are welling in his own eyes now but he takes a deep breath and keeps it together

you shuffle slightly under the blanket

“i had no idea what i was saying would upset you or i would never have said it and i… i’m just sorry. i’m really sorry”

that’s when you finally poke your head out to look at him

your hair is slightly mussed and your eyes are pink and puffy from crying, face shiny with tears

it breaks George’s heart. like he actually feels a twinge of pain in his chest knowing he’s the reason you look like that

“ok” you say in a small voice, “i’m just overreacting anyway-“

“no!” George reaches towards you but he doesn’t know what to do with his hands

you pull an arm out of the blanket and hold his hand, he squeezes it tightly

“you’re not overreacting. i- i was a dick and i’m so so sorry i made you cry” he does actually get choked up at this point and your eyes widen

you sit up quickly, blanket falling to your lap as you grab George in a hug

he pulls you even closer, hands gripping at your sweatshirt, neither of you sure who’s comforting who anymore

“it’s ok!” you exclaim, “please don’t cry, George. i promise i’m just being, like, emotional”

you laugh at yourself and it sounds like angel song to George

you pull away to look at him

“thank you for saying all that. it- well, i feel better”

“i love you.” he murmurs, “don’t let things i say make you upset. i’m an idiot”

“i love you too,” you reply, “my idiot” you add, teasingly

George grins sheepishly, then tackles you to the bed, covering your face in kisses as you shriek with laughter

and George knows he only ever wants to make you happy for as long as you’ll let him

#mcyt x reader #dream x reader #dreamwastaken x reader #georgenotfound x reader #gnf x reader #angst to fluff #hurt comfort #dream fluff #dream drabble #dream blurb #mcyt hcs #this is the oldest draft i have let’s goooo

[nikolai-alexi]

For @jegulus-microfic Prompt: Coffee WC: 638

“Kaleidoscope”

Tags: black brothers angst™️, very small mention of Walburga Black’s A+ Parenting, this is a very one sided conversation bc Reg is terrified of communication, there’s lots of metaphors in here bc Reg is dramatic as hell

“I made a kaleidoscope when I was six,” he says out of the blue; there’s no warning to his words, no context, no clues as to why he’s chosen this to talk about or where he’s going with it.

James doesn’t mind though. He’d listen to Regulus speak for hours, even if he didn’t understand a word. It’s a rare treat to hear Regulus speak with words that are entirely his own, and not ones sharpened and crafted to slip between the metaphorical rib cage of his, often unknowing, conversational opponent.

“I made a kaleidoscope out of a kitchen paper roll, crystal beads I stole from Bellatrix and Narcissa’s Yuletide dresses, pieces of a shattered mirror, and parchment that I shaved down with a penknife I shouldn’t have had, but did anyways.”

James just hums. Regulus feels it reverberate through James’ chest and through his own, and it’s a comforting thing, but he’s endlessly grateful that he doesn’t have to look James in the eye for this conversation.

“It took me days to get the parchment thin enough for the light to refract, but I left it on the study desk accidentally, and Kreacher threw it into the rubbish,”

James’ hand stutters for just a moment where he runs his fingers through Regulus’ tangled curls, gently — oh so gently — picking apart each gnarled knot.

“I was six, and couldn’t bare the thought of letting all that hard work go to waste, so I pulled it out of the rubbish bin. Someone had dumped coffee grounds into the bin, and it stained the parchment,”

James can see the disappointed pout on a chubbier, softer, six year old version of Regulus in his mind’s eye, and he has to try very hard not to laugh at the image.

“I was devastated, of course, but refused to accept that my hard work was destroyed, so I used it anyways. And it was magical. I’d lay on the floor of my bedroom staring into this haphazard disaster of a thing for hours, turning it this way and that way, changing the patterns and colours depending on where I pointed it,” Regulus sighs wistfully, “The stains that I’d been so devastated by had served to alter that light refraction even more, casting shadows and changing the way the light touched the shards. There was nothing more I loved that lying there and just existing amongst the world of light and colour and shadow that I’d created.”

And ah, there it is. James has an idea of where Regulus is going with this.

“The coffee grounds being thrown in the bin over my piece of parchment was an accident, but it was exactly what I needed to alter this perfect reality of peace and brightness for myself.“

It’s silent for a long time. Neither of them say a word. All that moves is their chests in tandem as they breathe the night’s air.

“Those stains never moved on the parchment. The light changed the way they appeared, but the coffee stained it exactly where it fell. Sometimes I wonder if that moment wasn’t a foreshadowing for my life, where Sirius is the light bouncing off the mirror and beads, and I’m simply the coffee covered parchment that stays stagnant unless manipulated into moving.”

James’ heart cries at that image, but he understands Regulus’ words. He doesn’t know the answer to Regulus’ unasked question; Merlin how he wished he could give him that answer though.

“I wonder how my six year old self would feel,” Regulus muses, sadness dripping off his words, “if he knew somewhere along the lines of growing up too quickly that I can no longer see that rainbow of light anymore. I wonder what he would say if he found out I could only see the shadows from the coffee stains.”

#jegulus microfic #jegulus #regulus black #james potter #marauders era #sirius black #the fact that I kept this under 1k words is astonishing to me

[flowerhierarchy]

these past few sessions have been,, rough for van, to say the least.

the major things happening with van recently include:

- accidentally proposing/marrying a fey girl they just met due to a cultural misunderstanding

- divorcing said fey girl they just met out of panic

- severely hurting her feelings bc of this; turns out due to not technically having a soul, leiliana would have been able to leave the feywild due to the bonding of their souls through marriage, and that had just been snatched away as quickly as the offer was extended to her, so she remained trapped

- after a lot of emotions and actually talking about it (and also being tricked into re-proposing by goopy, who claimed van was committing sacrilege by divorcing leiliana) the two of them decided to remarry “as friends” so leiliana would be able to leave

- i’m sure you can see exactly where this is going

- fast forward a bit and rosie and wendy both get kidnapped by the cult (who ends up leaving behind 14 year old ares, the new jadestone) leading to van calling their mom (cerillia, goddess of justice and balance and shit) and the party ends up in COURT. AGAIN.

- after seeing how terrified van is of yan (jasper’s mom and one of van’s many abusers from the cult) leiliana has a girlboss fey moment where she gets both yan’s and atticus’s names. so yeah slay

- after the first trial (rosie returns!) cerillia suggests to van (who is very distraught at the fact that they were unable to protect wendy) that the party very legally destroy the documents that contractually bind wendy into being det’s vessel, because documents that don’t exist don’t hold up in the court of law now do they. she also stated that the documents would be in det’s realm

- on a more wholesome note, van met cadel, cerillia’s husband and technically their dad. god of war. cerillia and cadel are also married as best friends ☺️☺️ but at this point it’s becoming increasingly clear that van and leiliana probably like each other as a little more than friends

- cadel gives van a cool as fuck jericho sword (haha get fucked jasper) as a ✨bonding✨ moment

- fast forward to the next morning where van gets blasted in the head with encyclopedic animal knowledge from solomon, due to a bit of a misunderstanding with stevie

- cue van’s new special interest in animals

- they get to det’s realm, where van nearly gets eaten by demon jasper

- as it turns out the documents weren’t even there, and everyone is just traumatized and/or nearly dead for no reason. including leiliana and jury, who had 1 and 5 HP left respectively

- van, distraught by what felt like a betrayal from both jasper AND cerillia, the one who sent them to this hellscape in the first place, very angrily shuts the both of them out. they have to call for sebastian to get leiliana medical attention, as well as get their arm fixed up. as it turns out, adrenaline really is one helluva drug when your arm is literally crushed

- quick wholesome intermission where they get to infodump about wolves to leiliana, who is traumatized but no longer dying

- they don’t sleep that night. they try, but paranoia doesn’t allow sleep. they take a point of exhaustion.

- at some point during the night they have a funky little ✨mental breakdown✨ due to Everything, hence the uhhhh new haircut pictured above

- they keep watch over leiliana the rest of the night. since they now share a soul, when leiliana wakes up she’s hit with every emotion that van felt throughout the night, which is. a lot. to say the least

- they are forced to go to breakfast by rosie. after breakfast, the party splits off to do their own thing. van returns to their room w leiliana to infodump about frogs. they’re able to take a small nap when leiliana sings to them

- they’re startled awake by an announcement over the godly intercom system. turns out that helena, thomas, and lawrence (jasper’s dad) have arrived to add onto the list of people that We Fucking Hate

- helena beats the absolute shit out of thomas. our party bard, @rain-falling-on-fresh-roots, was helpfully playing tom and jerry screaming sound effects while this happened. this was going on for ten real life minutes at LEAST

- van is almost convinced to split from the rest of the party to go look for cadel, but ultimately decides against it

- we met two new gods who are able to show us wendy’s location. unfortunately, this triggers an emotional reaction from jasper, who goes demon mode again

- van just barely saves jury from being mauled to near-death by using misty step, something they’ve never done before

- they use their newfound animal knowledge to clock that demon jasper’s behavior is very wolf-like, so they inform the rest of the party that the best course of action would be to intimidate them

- stevie, who has like a +10??? to intimidation casts an illusion of an absolutely massive wolf. in retaliation, jasper uses thaumaturgy to make his OWN illusion of a wolf (it’s got wings and horns and shit. it’s fucked up). but you know what’s better than two wolves?

- THREE WOLVES

- van also uses thaumaturgy to make a big ass wolf. this all leads to demon jasper being quelled, for now

so basically a lot has happened. yeah. this is all van specific stuff btw so there’s more stuff and details missing but the rest of the party would be better equipped for that, specifically our DM @moonlightmidtone

but if there are any van specific questions i would love to answer them 😌 i love this sad little kid so much

#i stayed up until like 4am writing these bullet points #this isnt even really everything that happened just important van stuff #someone please help this kid they are STRESSED #flowerhierarchy #artists on tumblr #art #digital art #digital illustration #character art #character illustration #dnd art #dnd #digital #dungeons and dragons #dungeons and drawings #dnd fighter #dnd tiefling #dnd genasi #van giang #leiliana giang #fates fiercest

[batneko]

another thread I did on twitter!

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tatsuking streamer AU where King is kind of accidentally living three lives. King, who streams with a facecam and never flinches and draws people in by just being That Damn Good. A catgirl vtuber avatar which is where he streams for FUN and can actually be himself.

And his PRIVATE private account where he is a high roller donor and always funds Tatsumaki's "if we reach this ridiculous amount of money I will wear this sexy halloween costume for the rest of the- WHAT DO YOU MEAN WE HIT IT ALREADY? Y'all are pervs. Thank you." tier.

Tatsumaki has only been streaming for about a year. She quit her job because she hated it, and got a gently-used camera and mic from her beauty blogger sister, figuring why not give it a try? Can't hurt. And she'll find a "real" job eventually.

It took a while for her to find an audience but luckily she already knew how to protect her privacy and manage a chat thanks to Fubuki. When she started getting donations she was like "I guess I better make goals as incentives for people to KEEP giving money"

The old halloween costume was supposed to be a joke. She NEVER thought she'd reach that tier. Now she's got a rotating wardrobe of custom-made costumes, and accessories and apparently calling the donors perverts is NOT a deterrent.

She actually knows King. The first time she reached out to him to ask who made his vtuber avatar, since the pervs funded another "joke" tier. And King feels weird about it, but he instantly fell for her even more bc she's the FIRST one to EVER realize his accounts are both him.

It's not a secret! He doesn't TRY to hide it! It's just that nobody seems to ever make the connection, no matter how similar their names are, or that they stream on alternate days, or link each other all the time.

They've done vtuber streams together a few times, but never a facecam one, since their playstyles are too different. King decided to make sure Tatsumaki heard his real voice not his pitch-shifted character voice while they played together. It was scarier than he thought it'd be.

Granted, it's not like Tatsumaki would ever KNOW King is one of her donors. She doesn't do private chats or anything like that, so she's never heard his voice before. But King is still terrified she'll find out and think he's a creep. But he's too scared to TELL her either.

It's a rock and a hard place! If he tells her, she'll never want to be friends with him (or maybe more? No, no, not a chance in hell. Better to not even daydream about that). But if they become friends and she finds out he DIDN'T tell her, she'll hate him even more.

They eventually meet in person at a convention (where Tatsumaki is wearing normal clothes) and she immediately starts bullying him. "Why are you so tall?" "I don't know... My dad's tall?" "Well tell him to stop it." "O- okay."

She notices how uncomfortable he seems with the crowds, and the way he's trying to hunch in on himself. "Is this why your avatar's a tiny catgirl? Would you be happier if you weren't gigantic?" "I don't think so. I'm happy with my body, just not the way other people perceive it."

Tatsumaki says "Oh, mood," and promptly attaches herself to his side for the rest of the con.

At a panel about vtubing, King wears a cardboard mask of his character and speaks with his normal voice, but still no one makes the connection between him and Serious Gamer King. They're at the same convention! He was JUST on another panel!

Tatsumaki drags King to one of her panels (he has yet to realize she is intentionally protecting him from getting overwhelmed) and the topic of being a Female Streamer and dealing with horny donors comes up. She says yeah, it's weird, and a lot of them are creeps.

(King is quietly dying inside) But, she says, the ones who donate a LOT are actually really nice and respectful. It's only the ones who donate one or two dollars who act like assholes. As if she should be GRATEFUL for their pocket change. The high rollers are total gentlemen.

That evening Tatsumaki asks if King's going to the streamer afterparty. "I'm almost thirty," he says. "If I don't get enough sleep I can't function the next day." "Oh mood," Tatsumaki says again. "We could... go up to my hotel room? For our OWN afterparty." "Like, watch a movie?"

Tatsumaki stares at him for a moment. King just looks confused. "...sure, movie sounds good."

They exchange numbers after the con and go their separate ways. King would have counted the weekend an overwhelming success if it wasn't for Tatsumaki's stream a few days later. He's watching. She's wearing a cute costume he helped pay for. Everything is perfect. And she says -

"I have to tell you guys what happened this weekend. Wait, hang on." She checks something on her monitor. "Okay he's not watching. So I was hitting on this dude HARDCORE like, the whole time." That's weird. Wasn't she with King the whole con? Did it happen during his panels?

"And he's one of those guys, you know, who are super tall AND super shy? So cute." Wait a minute. "And I straight up asked him up to my hotel room, and he goes, 'to watch a movie?'" WAIT A MINUTE.

"I wasn't sure if he was rejecting me or just really didn't understand what I meant, so I said yeah. And guess what we watched. Guess. You'll never guess. That Doom movie from 2005 with Bones and The Rock." King has collapsed to the floor and is hyperventilating.

"Anyway I'm PRETTY sure he honestly did not realize I was trying to bang him, which is adorable but a little frustrating. I got his number. I'm thinking I'll send him pictures of me in cute outfits and ask what he thinks until I drive him insane with lust, that usually works."

King is lying on the floor for a solid twenty minutes before his phone buzzes and it's a picture of Tatsumaki in her latest maid dress (it's pink) tilted artfully to give a peek down the neckline, asking what he thinks. He sends a thumbs-up emoji and goes back to the floor.

#tatsuking #tatsumaki #opm king #king #batfics #one punch man #streamer au

[antaripirate]

Some final thoughts before Threads, from a place a little too close to my heart.

(and a note on Threads posts and spoilers)

So, its 11pm, and an hour untill I’ll have access to The Fragile Threads of Power (I ended up preordering the kindle edition on top of my physical ones, bc they are all delayed in shipping, and, as someone pointed out to me recently, I have the patience of a fruit fly).

I should probably preface this by saying that this will probably read as insanely cringey, but I have so much I want to say, and so much on my mind that I know I will never know how to convey.

But I am just so fucking grateful that V has brought these worlds, these characters, back to us.

They feel like my home.

Something I always try to explain when people ask why Shades means so much to me, is that when I first read ADSOM, it was the first time I had ever seen myself in a character so entirely, and just felt so fucking seen.

I know that not everyone loves Delilah Bard, and that’s okay. But I’ve never felt quite so myself as I do when I have Lila there on the page next to me, as ridiculous as this probably sounds. I don’t really know how to explain this, because there are so many ways I could begin.

And then there’s Kell. Oh, Kell.

It’s so odd, to have never found a character like me, and then all of a sudden, stumbled across one who I wholeheartedly see myself in, and another where I can see pieces of me reflected.

If you couldn’t already tell, I’m not very good at putting these feelings into words, but trying is better than nothing, right? So I’ll continue.

The concept of having these characters back is so reassuring, so exciting, so nerve-wracking. I can’t wait to see what they’ve been up to, how their relationships have strengthened and changed, how new characters will push and pull on the threads of established dynamics and weave new ones.

I am scared of inevitably awful things happening to my favourites. The thought of Kell and Lila not being ok, and safe, and happy, and together fucking terrifies me. They are my entire world, both together and apart. But as terrified as I am, I can’t wait to have them back. To hear them snark at each other, and pull each other out of trouble, and just love each other.

I could writes essays on these two, and on all of the original ADSOM cast, and on predictions and theories and things I’d love to see, but I don’t think right now is the time for that. I’m already rambling and already so nervous with excitement.

I feel like a ball of adrenaline.

I can’t wait to come home.

A note on spoilers on posting:

So I’ve been wondering a lot about what to do regarding posting here about Threads whilst in the spoiler risk period, and I think what I’m gonna do is anything I do post, I’ll have a huge heading broadcasting spoilers for the book and also for which part within the book, because I am fucking terrified of accidentally spoillering someone. If anyone has any thoughts on this please do lmk!!

Anyway, if you read this, thank you - I hope it didn’t sound too ridiculous.

Anoshe.

#i may end up deleting this #it probably reads like nonsense but it’s got a lot of emotions in it from me #anyway #here we go #the fragile threads of power #threads of power #tftop #fragile threads #adsom #a darker shade of magic #a conjuring of light #a gathering of shadows #kell maresh #shades of magic #v e schwab #lila bard #delilah bard #kellila

[ask-the-archs]

Lore explanation post because I think that this thread in particular deserves it

(RP thread with @bigdoginthesky ) (idk mods account so I’m just tagging the RP one and maybe they’ll respond with how God’s perspective of events worked out) (also bc I really want them to see this since they seem cool)

Gabriel had a nightmare that was an amalgamation of memories that caused him pain to think about even while awake but it specifically looped between him and Lucifer being dumb kids and Lucifer’s Fall.

The two of them were created as a set, but even then Gabriel (being slightly younger) considered himself an afterthought to his brother.

Gabriel is having a panic attack and accidentally muted himself from anything that could even remotely count as a cherub because Trauma, and is slowly getting pulled out of it by God because Loki is still asleep.

Gabriel’s walls come down bit by bit as his Father is being nice and accommodating, until God says something that triggers Gabriel, causing him to lash out (verbally)

In the lashing out, Gabriel looks and acts very similar to Lucifer and it’s very clear the resemblance between the two of them.

Where Lucifer would have (once) kept pushing, though, Gabriel flinches and backs down, reminded of his place and internally terrified of losing it and making his siblings pay the price for his actions.

In his attempt to appease God, Gabriel apologises both for ‘forgetting (his) place’ and ‘taking up (God’s) time’, saying vaguely that it ‘won’t happen again’. He’s been thoroughly reminded that any reassurances he can get will be taken away the moment that he messes up, and that God could very easily kill him if he is no longer useful. Gabriel was only the afterthought to God’s Morningstar, after all, the back-up for if/when Lucifer no longer played along.

Gabriel shuts down, and almost definitely goes somewhere actually private for his next panic attack (because he just got yelled at for trying to protect his youngest brother by his Father who had basically threatened to make Gabriel relive the trauma of having to watch his brother be raised like a lamb for slaughter again right after Gabriel opened up about how he’s still very much traumatised by the last time that that happened)

#ooc post #I ramble about small stuff that I don’t want to go unnoticed #Gabriel has some serious self esteem issues #posting this then maybe sleeping bc it’s late here so yeah