#blessed he finally returned 🙏🙏

[astarlightmonbebe]

one thing about hou minghao is that he cuts a fine side profile

#cdrama #star stumbles #star shots #i am nobody #the outcast #一人之下 #异人之下 #hou minghao #ep 21 #blessed he finally returned 🙏🙏

[rascal-xo]

HI!!

Im here to make a Lil chubby ghost request 🙏💕 (your writing is SO good btw)

kinda like a part 2 to sweet indulgences??? So like reader cooks a bunch of baked goods for him and he gains weight bc of it and gets insecure about it and reader reassures him n stuff (make it smutty if you want ‼️)

If you do this THANK YOU YOU'RE A BLESSING TO SOCIETY

Sweet Nothings | Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley x Female Reader |

This is a part 2 to Sweet Indulgence but can be read as a standalone <3

Chapter Summary: Being home from the chaos of the 141, Simon basks in his wife’s love language which happens to be baking, leading to a little insecurity.

Warnings: FLUFF, SMUT, insecurities, Domestic!Simon

Word Count: 1.7K

Tags: @whirly-birbs 💛

You awoke up early in the morning, feeling the warmth of the sun on your face Turning your head to the side and saw Simon still sound asleep beside you. You can't help but watch as his chest rose and fell with each long breath he took. You couldn’t help but reach out and run your fingers through his hair,

In his sleep, Simon was at a peace he didn’t know out in the field. He was undisturbed in his rest, laying on his stomach, with an arm lazily draped over your midsection.

You couldn't resist leaning in to press a soft kiss against his forehead, savoring the warmth of his skin against your lips. You pulled back and watched as he shifted slightly, his breathing deepening once again as he settled back into a deeper sleep.

You took a moment to appreciate the peacefulness of the moment, knowing it would be short-lived once Simon had to return to work. You let your gaze travel over his face, taking in the faint scars and the little wrinkles at the corners of his eyes that appeared when he smiled.

You remembered the day you met him, the way he had looked at you with those same eyes, your heart swelled with love for this man who had sacrificed so much. Finally, he stirred again, and this time his eyes opened. He looked at you sleepily, his lips quirking up into a small smile. "You’re up early, love," he said, his voice husky from sleep.

You smiled back at him, feeling your heart skip a beat at the sight of him. "Go back to sleep Si. You should rest.” You said, your voice quiet close to his face. He responded sleepily, pulling you closer to him, and letting himself fall back into the sleep he so desperately deserved.

You let yourself stay cuddled in his embrace for a little while longer before finally deciding to get up. You picked his t shirt off of the floor and slipped it over your body. It reached your mid thighs, fitting you like a dress. It was the way Simon liked you best walking around the house.

Simon being home meant you could spoil him in your favorites of ways, especially baking. One thing about your husband was that he was a sucker for anything you made. It was your language, and who couldn’t want to wake up to the smell of fresh pastries or baked goods?

You tiptoed out of the bedroom, careful not to wake him, and made your way to the kitchen after freshening up. You preheated the oven and started gathering the ingredients for Simons favorite blueberry muffins.

As you put together the batter, you couldn't help but think about how lucky you were to have Simon home with you for the next three weeks. It was rare that you got this much time together, and you wanted to make the most of it.

Once the muffins were in the oven, you cleaned up the kitchen and headed back to the bedroom. Simon was still sound asleep, and you couldn't resist climbing back into bed beside him.

You snuggled up close to him, resting your head on his chest and listening to the steady thump of his heart. It was slower than a regular heartbeat, like the deep rumble of distant thunder. Each beat was deliberate and purposeful, as if his heart was taking its time to rest and recover after the stresses of being in the field

After a while, the timer for the oven went off, and you reluctantly began to pull yourself away from Simon's embrace to go and check on them. “Leaving so soon?” His voice sounded huskily from next to you.

“Made you something special, for when you get up.”

“Smell’s amazing.” Simon smiled at you as you got out of bed, watching you move with an ease and grace that always left him a little breathless. But as he watched you leave, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of insecurity.

Over the past few weeks he’d been home, he had gained some weight, and not that he wouldn’t give anything to be able to eat your food all the time, he also found himself feeling self-conscious about it.

He got out of bed and made his way to the bathroom, his eyes drawn to his reflection in the mirror. He didn't like what he saw.

He sighed, running his hands over his stomach, feeling the softness of the flesh there. He had always been in peak physical condition as far as special forces gave him the ability to, but the past few weeks being home had taken their toll on him.

He made his way back to the bedroom and got dressed, pulling on a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt. You were standing at the counter, your back to him, as you pulled the last of the muffins out of the oven.

You turned around, your eyes lighting up at the sight of Simon. "Morning," You said, holding one of the baked goods out to him.

Simon took the muffin from you, his eyes flickering down for a moment. "Thank you, love" he said, his voice quiet. "These look amazing."

You looked at him, sensing that something was off. "What's wrong, Si?" You asked, your voice gentle. You moved closer to him wrapping an arm around his midsection and looking up to gaze.

“Don’t you feel like I've let myself go, love?” He finally spoke, his voice a little softer. He looked down at you with an expression in his eyes you hadn’t quite seen like this.

You could see the vulnerability in Simon's eyes, and it broke your heart. You took a step closer, your arms going a bit loose around him to get a better look at his face. “Oh, Si, no. I love how you look." you answered instantly.

Simon let out a small sigh, his arms resting on your hips. "I just feel like I'm not as fit as I used to be," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.

"You don't need to change a thing, Si.“ You repeated again, kissing his stubbled cheek softly. You pulled back slightly, looking up at him, “Besides, I love you like this. Being at home in one piece is a good look on you.” You chuckled.

Simon's expression softened, and he leaned down to press a gentle kiss to your forehead. "I love you." he said, his voice filled with emotion. “My sweet girl.”

You pulled back from his embrace for a second, taking in the morning glow of his face, before reaching up to pull his lips to yours, resting your hand on the back of his neck.

Simon’s lips softly pressed against yours. His hand caressing your hips, as you wrapped both arms around his neck, pulling him closer.

The kiss deepened as your passion intensified. Simon's tongue lightly traced the seam of your lips, asking for entrance, and you eagerly parted allowing him to deepen the kiss.

Your tongues dance together in a slow, sensual rhythm as your bodies press against each other, trying to find a way to be closer than you already were

Simon broke the kiss, moving along your jawline, down to your neck, leaving a trail of sweet, tender kisses. You tilted your head back, exposing more of your neck to Simon's lips. You let out a soft sigh, melting into his touch.

His hands explore your body, running under your thighs moving his t shirt higher up. He began to lower himself, and you moaned softly as his lips found their from your nipples down your lower stomach, leaving a trail of kisses along the way.

Your hands tangled in his messy hair as he continued to explore your body, his touch sending shivers down your spine. You felt a rush of desire wash over you as he moved his kisses down to the insides of your thighs, sucking on the exposed skin.

You let your legs fall open, offering yourself to him completely, and Simon took full advantage, his hand bringing your right leg to rest over his shoulder, exposing your heat to him.

You looked up, his eyes now dark with desire. You could see the hunger and longing in his gaze, and it only added to your own desire.

Simon's tongue found its way to your clit, and you moaned as his tongue began to explore you. His touch was electrifying, sending waves of pleasure through your body.

You couldn't hold back your moans, your body writhing beneath his touch as he continued to pleasure you. Simon's fingers found their way inside you, moving in sync with his mouth, driving you closer and closer to the edge.

Your breathing became ragged as you felt yourself getting closer and closer. You arched your back, holding onto the counter behind you. Your fingers digging into his hair as you let out a cry of pleasure. Simon didn't stop, continuing to work his magic. “Fuck, I’m close, Si.” You could barely make out the words.

Simon's eyes were fixed on you, his focus solely on giving you pleasure. He groaned, quickening his pace, his fingers and tongue working in perfect harmony. You were lost in the moment, consumed by the sensations running through your body.

Your walls began to tighten around his fingers, and you knew you were close. Your moans turned into cries of ecstasy.

You came hard, your body shaking with pleasure as you rode out your high. Simon's mouth and fingers stayed with you throughout, never letting up until you were completely spent.

He stood up, his face now level with yours, his lips claiming yours once again. You could taste yourself on him, the sensation only adding to your desire.

You could feel his hardness pressed against you, and you knew that he wanted you just as badly as you needed him. You looked up into his eyes and nodded, silently giving him permission to take you.

He lifted you up, your legs wrapping around his waist as he carried you to the couch. You captured his mouth again, “Show me how much you love me.” You mumbled against his lips.

And that he did.

#call of duty #call of duty modern warfare #call of duty smut #simon ghost riley #ghost x reader #fanfic #simon riley x y/n #simon riley x female reader #ghost x you #modern warfare x you #ghost x y/n #simon riley imagine #simon riley x reader #simon riley x you #ghost x female reader #call of duty fanfic #call of duty imagine

[tarjapearce]

Hear me out the book of life x bbg miguel 😍 it could either be like La muerte reader and xibalba Miguel and if that’s to ooc for Miguel then Manolo Miguel and Maria reader🙏 I feel like it’s a little ooc either way but PLSSS😞🙏

🤭 It's fine dear. I think, Miguel would do a great job as El Catrin, I feel his personality is more inclined to go with it, and the reader, well, Xibalba. Mischievous, kinda tricky but still so so loving and a softie for him :')

No proofread, just randomness ahead

"Why would I want to rule the Land of the Forgotten?" Black wings tucked behind your back as you stared at Miguel. Red eyes blinked unamused at you.

"Why can't we share? I could do a pretty good job too."

"Mi cielo, Who would watch over the land? You have the talent for it."

"You're just saying that cause you don't wanna share. The Land of the Forgotten is boring! With capital B! Nothing ever happens. It's so depressing all the time. No colors, nothing!"

"It's your realm. You're there cause you cheated on a wager." His finger flickered your nose.

You groaned in annoyance. Of course you would try and ask but to no avail. His decision absolute.

"Let's make a wager then." Smirking you planted yourself before him, his nose flared softly but waited for you to finish.

"A wager?"

"Yes. A wager . See those two boys there? They're always fighting for that girl's attention. And you and I know that only one of them will come out victorious."

"And?" His eyebrow quirqued.

"If my boy wins, I'll have your land. If the other boy wins?-"

"You'll stop meddling with the affairs of men" He caressed your cheek before disappearing.

"But it's the only fun I have left, my dear! You scared of not winning?" Your fingers walked over his chest and smirked.

-----

The wager was on. He had blessed the boy he rooted for with a pure heart, but you on the other hand had given the little jerk of a kid, an ominously beautiful looking black and green medal. The Eternal Life Medal. Whoever wielded it could be no harmed not killed. Your plan had been on a roll without any signs of stopping. Now everything you had to do was wait.

----

The two boys turned into men, both persuing their passions. Yours turned into a respectable and famous soldier that always ended up living to tell the tale thanks to his magic medal none knew about. And Miguel's boy had grown into a famous bullfighter. Even though both were different the love they had for the girl, now a lovely looking woman, remained the same.

But you had seen the hesitation in Miguel's part of the bet. Despite him being a famous matador, he didn't wish to inflict any more pain in the poor animal. He wanted to sing.

The woman seemed impressed by his act of mercy. You would have to step up in your game if you wanted the Land of The Remembered.

----

A two headed sneak had bitten Miguel's boy, he had gladly took his role among the dead if that meant to rescue his beloved.

A rare sight among the perverse humans. A pure heart. Of course it was cheating, but it'd make you one step closer to be the ruler of such wonderful and colorful land.

---

Your name echoed through your old realm as Miguel roared, full of anger. He had discovered what you had done.

"Repugnante hija de burro leproso! Hiciste trampa. Otra vez!" ( You misbegotten daughter of leprous donkey. You cheated. Again!)

"I did not do such thing!"

His boy was there, facing you, needing answers. And so was Miguel.

---

You had put Jim through his worst fears, a maze that somehow he was able to decipher, and the final test. El Toro. (The Bull)

A manifestation of every single bull slayed by his ancestors.

-

Miguel's boy had won the wager. You were to return to your realm.

"I believe you've won the wager again mi amor. Just like my heart, all over again."

His eyes softened and a bony finger was brought to your chin.

"I'm really sorry my love. Would you ever forgive me?"

"I do"

He pulled you closer to give you a deep kiss as the skies exploded in colors.

-----

(Love this movie btw 🥹❤️)

#miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o'hara x you #atsv miguel #t writes✨ #book of life

[plzfeedmebread]

🍞 i have come to request for jake + breeding 😔🙏make it spicy and soft please

word count: 2900

Pairing: Jake Sully x Female! Navi! Reader Tags/Warnings: smut, nsfw, p in v, swearing, breeding, smooching, a little fluff, R18 - MINORS DNI Author's Notes: Sorry this took so long! I hope it is to your liking :)

SCORCHING

It starts with an itch. A tickle, perhaps, at the back of his throat. Insignificant enough to easily ignore. His hands start sweating more than usual, a general warmth follows him, encasing him. He tells himself it’s fine, Pandora must be going through its version of summer. He becomes a little more worried when his senses become far sharper than before; but strangely, he notices, it is only attuned to you.

The twitch of your tail, a tsk on your tongue, the pop of a joint; every sound you make rings in his ears. Stronger still is the smell. Your scent invades him, controls him. Everything your hands merely glide over, becomes drenched in your scent. He can’t remember ever feeling like this; he feels almost drunk off of it. And God forbid should you be even the slightest bit aroused. One whiff and he’s as good as gone.

That is when he knows something is not right with his person. This level of unbridled arousal is astonishing. If he stares at you for too long, he’s as hard as if you had spent hours teasing him with no release. If he thinks about you for too long, he’s hard. If he smells your intoxicating scent to much, he’s hard. It drives him insane. He can’t control himself, and it frustrates him. He’s sure he’s never been this horny; not even as a teenager. One misstep and he has to excuse himself; desperately pumping his aching cock to your visage.

He’s fucked you every night for the past two weeks. Not that you complain, bless you. Never do you rebuff his advances, always eager to accept his love. It is only after he’s worn himself out in your wet heat that he finally feels some level of reprieve. The relief is so overwhelming, he’s asleep in minutes.

It all comes crashing down on him one morning though. He wakes up late; you left early to join a morning hunt. He would have joined you of course, but he felt far too groggy the night before.

His entire body aches. Every muscle in his body protests even the slowest of movements. He’s drenched in sweat. Jake rolls over to try and be more comfortable, but is immediately assaulted by your lingering scent. His hand is on his cock without a second thought, rough calloused hands bringing him to full attention with little to no effort.

He cums with a desperate moan all over his hand.

But his hand doesn’t stop pumping. He squeezes himself tighter, anything to relieve the burning ache nestled deep within his core. He cums again within minutes. But it does little to alleviate his need. He doesn’t understand; how can he still be hard after that? Fear ripples through him at this sudden unknown state of being.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

He hopes you come home soon.

---

The sun is well passed its zenith by the time your party returns to village. It was a successful hunt, and your body aches deliciously with the strenuous activity. You return your ever faithful ikran to her beloved mate’s side. Bob’s excited trills puts a smile on your face, and you watch their cute little greeting with a soft giggle.

You stop at a nearby river to wash away the layer of sweat covering your skin. Not a proper bathing, but will suffice for now. The cool water soothes you, and you dive into its shallow depths for good measure. You do not linger long; wanting to get back to Jake as soon as possible. You hope that whatever illness that plagued him the night prior has since subsided. If not, you’ll be sure to have the Tsahik give him a once over.

You make the climb up to your tree nest. You notice the coverings have not yet been pulled open; the dwelling remains enclosed. Swift and quietly, you pry open one side and make your way in, closing behind you.

---

You're hit by the sudden smell of sex and it catches you off guard, there is a falter in your step. You give everything a quick once over. Your eyes lock onto your mate, still lying right where you left him this morning. He has his back to you, and it looks as though he’s curled in on himself.

Your ears flick forward as you pick up on his laboured breath. His tail flicks annoyedly. In the dim light seeping through the top, you can make out a faint sheen to his back. The stars freckling his body seem brighter than you remember.

Is this…?

“Ma Jake…?” You call for him, his ear flicks to your direction immediately. You move and kneel behind him and place a gentle hand to his shoulder. You pull your hand back almost immediately; he’s scorching hot to the touch.

“Hnnn….” He tries to say your name, but all he manages a pitiful whimper. Tentatively, your hands are on him again and you help him lay on his back.

When you see the state of him, you can’t help the blush that adorns your cheeks and bleeding down your neck.

He’s hard, cock standing at the ready, leaking precum all down the shaft. His abs glisten with the tell-tale sign of spent seed, and you notice a small puddle of release from where he had been laying.

His eyes find yours and without words, he is begging; pleading you for help.

You don’t hesitate, immediately your hand closes around his throbbing member, gripping him as tightly as possible.

He groans deep in the back of his throat, eyes rolling back. You waste no time pumping him with slow, hard thrusts. His hips snap up to meet your downward arch. One hand finds purchase on your thigh, gripping your soft flesh. His other hand goes to his mouth; he bites down hard as if to try and silence the sounds he’s involuntarily making.

You lean down and gently circle the swollen tip of his dick with your tongue. The taste of his prior releases makes your mouth water. Greedily, you take him into your mouth, all the way to the back of your throat.

“Fuck! [Y/N]!”

He cums the moment his dick caresses the soft warmth of your throat; shooting his seed straight down the back. You swallow with practiced ease, letting your throat muscles massage him through his orgasm.

Slowly you lift your head, licking him as he leaves your mouth, cleaning his dick of his cum and your spit.

You’re not surprised when he’s still half hard. But you see clarity has returned to his eyes, somewhat. You touch his cheek with your palm; still hot to the touch. He leans into you, eyes closed, and takes a deep calming breath.

“[Y/N]…What the fuck is wrong with me…? I’ve been horny the whole God damn morning—and it hasn’t fucking stopped…”

He squeezes your hand, seeking reassurance. You wipe the hairs stuck to his brow.

“Oh, muntxatan…I’m sorry I didn’t notice sooner. Truth be told, I wasn’t sure if your body was capable of such a thing…”

“What…thing?”

“You’re going through your first rut, ma Jake.”

He stares up at you, brow pinched in confusion.

“Every few months, Na’vi men will go through a period known as a rut. You will become insatiable; your entire world will revolve around mating. The need to breed your mate will become your sole focus. Na’vi women will go through something similar, called a heat. It is when we are, most fertile. Sometimes mated pairs might even have their cycles align with one another. In some cases, when one starts, it triggers the other…”

“Well that’s just fucking perfect…How do I get it to stop…? How long is this gonna last…?”

You suck your teeth, pressing your tongue to your cheek.

“A few days. Maybe even a week.”

Jake groans in frustration.

“Don’t worry ma Jake. I’m here now, I’ll help you through it, yawne.” You lean down and press a soft kiss to the side of his mouth.

He grabs the back of your head and presses you back down to him, kissing you with burning passion. You taste like Heaven on his lips.

You move to straddle him, hands braced upon his chest. As he continues to explore your mouth with his tongue, you slowly start grinding your clothed heat against his hardening member.

You swallow his moan into your mouth, sucking on his tongue.

He's hard almost immediately. The heat radiating off his cock warms your pussy so deliciously, your loin cloth does little to hide your growing arousal. Wetness seeps through, coating him your sweet slickness.

You sit up, wanting to remove the cloth so as to feel him skin to skin.

His hands move to your chest, gently massaging your breasts in each hand. You exhale with a soft hum, the pleasure radiating straight to your loins. His thumbs make soft patterns around your nipples till they perk.

“Jake…” You voice is quiet and breathless as he continues to play with you. His dick twitches when you press your bare cunt to him.

“Please [Y/N]…I need to be inside you so bad it hurts…Please baby,” He begs and moves his hands to your hips, gripping you tightly.

“FUCK--!” His grip on your hips becomes bruising as he cusses loudly. The overwhelming heat and tightness of your pussy causes him to cum immediately.

You smile down at him and nod in understanding. You take him in your hand and lift yourself up, lining him with your center.

Slowly you lower yourself, letting him enter you at an excruciating pace. Once you find the right angle, you let yourself drop, your groin meeting his with a loud slap. You whine at the sudden stretch, a bolt of pleasure pierces through you.

You dare not move, letting him ride his orgasm to focus.

He takes a few calming breathes. You can feel him inside you, hard as ever.

Your eyes meet, and something shifts in his gaze.

Suddenly you’re on back. His hands grab both of your legs behinds the knees as he bends you in half, pushing into you as far as your body will let him.

He starts pounding into you with such force it knocks the air from your lungs. His thrusts are unrelenting, each snap of his hips causing his pelvis to crush against your aching clit, balls slapping against the curve of your ass.

“Ja—Jake~!” You moan his name as you feel your own orgasm approaching without mercy; no doubt the first of many for the night.

“That’s it baby, take my cock like the good little mate that you are.” Tears brim your eyes as the pressure builds and the strain of him folding you in half.

He presses your legs further down with his arms, both his hands cupping your face. His thumbs gently caress the streaks of a few stray tears.

A few more hard thrusts and your cumming around his cock, pleasure exploding from your pussy and spreading down your legs and up your spine. You moan loudly and without restraint as you ride out your orgasm, his dick caressing the spongy centre of your core.

“Fuck yes that’s it [Y/N], cum around my cock. I’m gonna fill you so fucking much baby--!”

One final hard thrust and all movement stops as he spills into you; hot fluid painting your insides.

He barely gives you any time to recover.

Before you know it, he has you flipped into your front. He pulls you both to your knees. He grabs your left arm, bending it behind you securely in his grip. He leans back, forcing you with him, resting your back to his chest. His legs force yours further apart as he pierces you with his dick once more.

Hardened and burning, he fucks you faster than before.

He uses his right hand to spread your folds, exposing your still sensitive clit. His middle finger, coated in your mixed fluids, easily glides over the bud in hurried strokes.

The pleasure is too much too soon, and you can’t help the pathetic whimper that leaves your lips. Tears fall from your eyes from the overwhelming sensation.

“Jake please—it’s too soon! I can’t!” You beg him, and he obliges by moving his hand. He doesn’t stop thrusting.

His hand moves then to wrap around your throat, forcing your head back to rest on his shoulder.

“Yes you can baby, I know you can. Come on give me one more, my good girl,” he whispers in your ear, licking the sensitive appendage.

You whimper, but your mind is becoming a mess. The desire to cum again slowly overriding all else. You move your free hand to play with your nipple, sending jolts of pleasure with each pinch.

As he stares down the planes of your body, your tits bouncing in time with his thrusts, he thinks this is one of his favourite angles in which to bask in your beauty.

The promise of orgasm builds up once more, and you cunt clenches him in anticipation.

“Fuck yes [Y/N], take all my fucking cum baby! Gonna breed you till you can’t even think straight!”

Your walls clench him again at his words and you mewl. He presses a kiss to your check and lets out a breathless chuckle.

“Is that what you want [Y/N]? Wanna be fucked full till I knock you up?”

His hand is on your clit again, and this time you make no move to stop him.

“Yesyesyes! Jake please! Don’t stop! Fuck me more! I want to have your children so bad!”

“Yeah?”

He pushes you down onto your stomach, securing both hands behind your back in one of his own. His other hand holds your head firmly to the floor. He braces himself, using his left leg for leverage on your side.

“Yeeeeees! Jake! Please! Cum in me again! Please!”

Still he pounds into you with reckless abandon. His thrust stretching your aching pussy, the sound of your skin slapping together drowned out by your chocking sobs and moans.

He lets go of your arms to grab at your hips, bringing your cunt back in time with his thrusts.

With a loud throaty growl he’s cumming in you. His hands hold you still, and he rides his pleasure with a few more slow hard thrusts. He’s filled you so much already that it starts to leak from you, dripping down your inner thighs.

His hand moves under you and to your clit, rubbing his spilt seed in fast circles till you’re cumming once again.

“Oh yes, by the Great Mother, YES! JAKE!” Your body shakes as pleasure wracks you. Thankfully he removes his hand when your body tries to jerk away.

He slowly removes himself from you, watching with a satisfied grin as his load spills forth from your abused hole.

“Fuck, [Y/N]…” The sight alone gets him hard again.

He carefully turns you around, laying you on your back. Gently he parts your legs, entering you once more. The slickness of your mixed fluids welcomes him in as he meets no resistance.

He moves one hand behind your back, cradling your head in his hand as he lifts you up slightly.

“The bond.” His voice is low as he asks you to join the two of you together. You grab both your queues and make tsaheylu. Jake curses as your senses invade his. Your hands wrap around his neck, and you pull him down to smash his lips to yours.

You kiss is fervent, nipping at his lips, tongue gliding over his own.

He starts moving again, but this time his pace is slower, his movements more meaningful.

He breaks the kiss to gaze into your eyes. His expression causes a flutter in your heart.

“Nga yawne lu oer,” he whispers, almost too quiet. Your tired eyes beam up at him, and you smile like the luckiest woman on Pandora.

“I love you too, ma Jake.” He returns your smile, quickening his pace, chasing that last orgasm.

“I meant what I said Jake—I want to start a family with you. Please.” Your hands gently play with his hair, massaging the base of his queue. He moans soft at your ministrations.

“Fuck [Y/N], you want me to breed you that badly huh?”

You merely nod, a loving smile adorns your face.

“Alright baby, I got you. I’m gonna full you up till this rut ends. Gonna breed you every. Single. Night.” He times hard thrusts with his last words, cumming in you at the end.

Your walls clench him greedily, still sensitive from before.

He collapses then, careful to lean himself to the side so as to not crush you. His breathing is strenuous, as is yours.

He moves to lay on his side, one arm stretched out. He pulls you with him, making sure his dick is still firmly nestled in your warmth. He pulls your crotch flush with his, draping your leg over his hip.

“Gotta make sure you keep as much as possible in there babe,” he says and presses a kiss to your forehead.

Your arm wraps around his chest, pulling yourself to him, resting your head on his outstretched bicep. His other arm wraps around you, holding you close, his hand rubbing soothing patterns to your back.

“Hey,”

He tucks a hand under your chin, lifting your head to meet his gaze.

“Thank you…It feels like forever since my mind was this clear.” You smile, grabbing his hand and pressing a soft kiss to his knuckles.

“Of course, ma Jake. You are my mate, my love, my future. I would do anything for you. And know, when it is my turn, I will be far more needy than you.”

His eyes widen at the prospect and it makes you laugh.

“Don’t worry, all will be well, I promise. But you must rest, this moment of reprieve will last for only so long. Tomorrow your body will return with renewed vigour.”

He kisses you then, long enough to steal your breath. It feels almost too soon when he pulls away.

“Then you go to sleep too [Y/N]. Because come tomorrow, I’m not lettin’ you outta my sight. Gonna keep my promise, and breed you till you can’t think straight,” he gives you one teasing thrust, causing you to yip in surprise.

Jake laughs at your reaction, before snuggling his face into your hair. He breathes deep of your scent, letting the warmth of your body pressed to his calm him.

You in turn snuggle yourself into his neck, pressing a soft kiss there.

“I love you, Jake.”

“I love you too baby.”

Sleep takes you, and your dreams are filled with the laughter of children.

#jake sully x reader #jake sully x na'vi reader #jake sully smut #jake sully x fem!reader #jake sully x you #jake sully fluff #avatar way of water #avatar fanfiction #jake sully avatar #na'vi reader #navi reader #female reader #jake sully x y/n #jake x reader smut #reader insert #afab reader #avatar smut #jake sully #jake sully x reader smut

[theangrykimchi]

For the Thorki kiss number 33 please 🙏

I had such a hard time deciding which premise I wanted for this kiss it was insane lol I hope you will like some canon-adjacent thoughts 🥰

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“-the righteousness surging! Hey, do you want to have a rousing discussion about truth? Honor? Patriotism? God bless Amer–hmpf!”

Loki lets the Captain’s Glamour drop as he gets knocked back against a pillar, Thor's massive hand pressing against his mouth to shut him up. He thrashes a little at the sudden manhandling but it's mostly for show. Loki knows this. Thor also knows this, because as soon as Loki grabs his hand Thor retracts it.

“What?” snarls Loki, more irritated by the fact Thor gave up so easily than being handled in that way by him.

Thor takes away his hand resting on the side of Loki’s neck and along with it his warmth, and steps back, silent and somber like a stone statue. He isn't even looking at him and that stokes the fires of Loki's ire. He keeps quiet, though, when he notices the guards passing by them some feet down the hall, subconsciously moving closer to Thor. The last thing he'd want right now would be to be thrown back in his cell before getting to have some fun, so he waits until the guards have vanished down another corridor, before he speaks.

“You could at least furnish me with a weapon. My daggers–something.”

Thor finally looks at him, scowling—Loki doesn't care, elation fluttering in his gut—and pulls something metallic from inside his drab cape.

“At last,” Loki smiles widely, offering his hands for the weapon to be placed inside them, “a little common sens-...”

A pair of seidr-dampening handcuffs locks around his wrists and it's Loki's turn to scowl now, raising his hands between them, glaring at Thor.

“I thought you liked tricks.” Thor chuckles and is about to walk away when, in a motion quick as lightning, Loki throws his arms above and over his brother's head and pulls him close by the neck, bringing their mouths together in a forceful kiss that doesn't last more than a few seconds. Thor’s hand slaps against his lean chest in reflex, pushing him back against the wall again, growling. “Loki–”

“I do like tricks. Especially ones played at your expense.” Loki purrs and locks his hands firmly behind Thor's neck, tangling his fingers in long, blond strands of hair. Thor doesn't come easier when Loki pulls him close this time but their lips come together in another kiss that doesn't last longer than the last. The third, though, this one does last longer and the flutter in Loki's belly turns into a blizzard as Thor loses himself into the silky side, the familiar taste for a few moments more.

When he speaks, his voice has lowered, got raspier, sending sparks down Loki's spine to his toes for hearing it like that again after all this time, filled with want. “There's no time for your games, brother.”

A long leg wraps around Thor's hip, keeping him firmly pressed against Loki, their manhoods rubbing together through layers of clothing.

“This is where you are mistaken, dear Thor, there's always time for a little fun to be had.”

Those massive hands finally return to Loki's body, one pressing bruises above his hipbone and the other cradling his neck. So fiercely. So tenderly.

“This doesn't change anything, I'm still angry at you,” Thor whispers before Loki seals their mouths together in a biting, unforgiving kiss that leaves them seeking more and more when it's over.

They don't pull apart until a commotion from down the hall compels them to do so, Loki already thinking of how he's going to tease his brother into ravishing his mouth again at the first possible moment when a hard slap makes his head turn. With his lips still tingling and bruised from their kisses, it takes every little ounce of self-control in him not to start laughing at Thor's new amore’s face.

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#thorki #thunderfrost #thor/loki #my stuff #writing #tdw thorki #tdw scene rewrite #unbeta'd #kiss prompts #ficlets #my fic #will post on ao3 at some point #kimchi.writes #loveisakiss

[whathebeep]

So I read the fic about the companions reaction to a tiefling Tav coming back to camp after being captured by Orin and it was amazing. I was wondering if you write for Zevlor. If so could you write his reaction. I really wish you could invite him to join your camp after finding him. Please and Thank you 🙏

I can absolutely do that!!! Continuation of Tiefling Tav being de-horned by Orin and Zevlor's reaction 👀

Zevlor thought he had seen it all- been through it all. He had survived Elturel, he had survived the goblin attacks, he had survived the shadowlands and being captured under moonrise towers. Finally reaching the city and being in Tav's camp- it was welcoming. He would fight by your side but also hold back and help take care of and maintain camp when need be- but when Tav returned without their horns...it broke his heart. He had seen similar things happen to other tieflings for many reasons. More often than not it was to break them, to steal their pride and alienate then from their own people. He felt anger, he felt hatred- he wanted nothing more than to find the person who had done this to you and return the favor. He felt angry, protective even- from all you had done to save others, he was almost always proud of Tav- almost like they were his own child. And it truly broke him to see this happen to you.

Yet, ever the leader, Zevlor leaves to be on his own for that day- to process his emotions and not get in the way while the others healed you.

He would have prayed to the vigilant one, to Helm- he in part blamed himself for not protecting those who saved him, time and time again. He remembers the solid right hook you delivered to Aradin. He remembers how you saved not only the tieflings, but also the drove, and the druid Halsin to boot. Tav even saved his people, something he wasn't strong enough to do- and went even further, saving him from becoming a mind flayer. And now you paid the price. Zevlor sheds tears, and in his prayers to Helm, he swears to protect the group to his final breath.

When he returns it's just in time for Jaheira and the others to start coming up with a plan. He offers great insight, and between him and Jaheira they come up with a great plan for keeping watch. Zevlor without a doubt puts his energy towards being on guard all night. He prays to Helm for your protection, and when he has a few hours to himself, be goes into town and gets you an amulet of Helm- more specifically, he gets one custom made by Dammon- it takes a few days but eventually he's given a silver amulet, with the open blue eye of helm, and horns to signify the tieflings Tav had saved time and time again. He got it properly blessed and brought it back to camp.

By the time he gave it to Tav, it had been almost a week since the attack. Tav had been healing well, but was still taking it slow because they had a broken bone in one of their ankles. When he gave it to you, putting it around your neck, he would apologize, but then thank you- thank you for all you had done for the tieflings, for your friends, for the city- for him. He would commend your bravery and name you an honorary Hellrider. In a way he's remorseful he hadn't done so sooner- it shouldn't of taken losing your horns to be recognized in this way. Tav is more than grateful for this, and gives Zevlor a hug.

For the first few days Tav had certainly worn their hair differently, or even wearing hoods and hats, trying to cover their missing horns- but after that, they were feeling a little more confident, and at least began wearing their hair as they had before, the remaining stumps of their horns proudly on display.

#bg3 #baldurs gate 3 #bg3 tav #tav #bg3 zevlor #zevlor #baldurs gate 3 zevlor

[partyinthemysterymachine]

it’s been a while since i’ve reread the earlier chapters but i remember being a little surprised at harry not asking about james’ monsters being very feminine. i feel like his characterization would have made him raise some questions, though it does feel like the writing was always on the edge of that line of questioning. just thought i’d put this out here; not as a criticism or hate btw! just a lil random thought i had haha

helloooo!! :3c!! thank you so much for sending me this ask!! i will do my best to hopefully give you a clear answer!! LOL

i want to say that, first and foremost of all, i DO actually welcome any criticisms and critique while i'm working GOOMT!! -- so long as they are legitimate.

now it has to also be said too that (as i've written in the author's notes of the first chapter in December of 2022), those earlier chapters are very much a product of casual writing at a time where i wasn't sure where GOOMT was going to go or how long it would take me to write, or what sort of intricacies were going to be involved with the plot. i AM working on rewriting those earlier chapters, tho getting around to finishing or posting any of them is going to take A Good Long While, LOL.

but in answer to your question, the base reason is that it never occurred to Harry to ask.

the first time a monster appears is in Chapter 5: Stop Stopping, wherein a NEW monster is introduced to Silent Hill (or rather South Vale, in particular). this monster is one of my own creation and serves its own purpose, and is NOT a monster found canonically in the Silent Hill franchise.

Harry DOES ask about the monsters, and James stresses that the monster they saw wasn't "his" (James's) monster, and that from his understanding of them, the monsters are created out of Silent Hill tapping into the subconscious. they talk about that a lot, really, and Harry STILL doesn't understand it and is trying to wrap his head around it, lol. (and bless his heart 🥺🙏💖)

now the SECOND monster (technically) that appears in GOOMT is in in Chapter 10: The Pocket Travel Guide To Silent Hill. here a CANONICAL Silent Hill 2 monster makes its appearance, which is the Lying Figure. here Harry does reflect on it and how odd and oddly sexual it is, and is disgusted by it; but when he asks James if he's ever seen it before, James evades questioning and the subject is dropped. (and i also do not think Harry read the Lying Figure as something “feminine”, and saw it as more “masculine” instead.)

now it's also important to remember that James's South Vale monsters have all but gone out for a cigarette break and never returned; and it's been that way for A While, and the Lying Figure is the first CANONICAL monster that Harry has seen thus far (tho the Mannequin figures do finally show up, tho not until Chapter 43: BOGO 2/$4.) ergo, Harry has not had the opportunity to actually SEE any of James's monsters outside the ones that've already been represented - which also means that they have NOT encountered any of the SH2 nurses. (yet.) (ooooohhh~ LOL.)

again, James tells Harry that the new monster girls seen around are products of HIS (Harry's) subconscious and that he himself (James) has nothing to do with them, tho Harry does challenge him on that in a later chapter (Chapter 54: Why Can't You Just Tell Me?).

but that said, the reason why Harry isn't questioning the largely female monster population is because of the Order. Harry understands the Order is a matriarchal religion and, considering what he's learned about it and the whole ordeal with Alessa and his first visitation into Silent Hill (1), in combination with all this time he's had to process and research the Order itself, he's come to accept (or reason to himself) that the female monsters are DUE to the fact that the Order is matriarchal, and that it only makes sense to him that the monsters are going to be mostly female.

there is a lot of symbolism intertwined within the new monsters i've introduced in GOOMT, and i believe Harry understands (or assumes) that a lot of them have to represent Alessa in some way; and seeing how James insists that the new monsters are a product of Silent Hill tapping into Harry's psyche, Harry's then brought to the conclusion that they are because of the turmoil over Alessa and/or Cheryl, and how he failed to save either of them. these are only his own perceptions, of course -- but also because of those perceptions, it is why he's seen or had no reason to question at all why they're female.

and again, Harry hasn't seen the scope of James's original monsters outside of the Lying Figure and the Mannequins - and even THEN, James has never confirmed the Mannequins to be "his" monsters in the first place.

so i hope that answers your question alright!! LOL. thank you again for sending me this ask as i was HAPPY to answer it, and if you have any more questions, please lmk!! i appreciate u taking the time to ask and i hope i did well in answering it :3c!!

cheers, mate!! stay healthy and safe out there, MWAH 💖💖💖🥺🙏💖💖🥺🙏

#ches writes #goomt

[biathediamond]

🙇(Luffy)👌🃏🆚⏰(and if you’d like to answer, how’d you find it?) 🍏🙏🏝️🔍💓

🙇 - A headcanon about Luffy

This ties into some of my larger worldbuilding HCs but I headcanon that Luffy is very solidly bilingual and it trips a lot of people up when they realize. More specifically he speaks the most common East Blue language (most common language in the world/what most papers are printed in, just the East Blue version with all the little nuances) and the native Goan language.

Most of the crew found out in Alabasta when Ace showed up and he and Luffy reverted to it on a few occasions, but everyone else just kinda. found out along the way. Because she didn't grow up anywhere near the East Blue Robin would love to sit Luffy down and learn it from him/teach him her native language, but so far that idea hasn't been very feasible.

👌 - Fave character design?

My goodness y'all gotta stop asking me this it's not fair there are so many good designs objectively AND subjectively.

Like i would say pretty much all of Oda's main characters are very recognizable on their own, which is already 40% of a good character design. Not to mention all the little quirks he's not afraid to do like Buggy's nose and whatever the hell Kid has going on.

And then subjectively speaking I've already talked about how Makino's aesthetic has literally become my aesthetic. And beyond that I genuinely don't care much?? like these blorbos are all so wonderful and there's really not a bad design. No not even post-ts Franky.

I love them all.

🃏 - Who has the Best Hat? (the true question)

Again not really a fair question.

That being said it's Koala's newsboy cap. sorry. i don't make the rules.

🆚 - Sub or dub?

Dub. ADHD clashes with sub and I can have the dub on in the background while I do other things (a blessing considering how long OP is). And it's not a bad dub either, they voice actors really care and there's a lot of genuine emotion and distinctiveness.

Again that's being said dub!Doffy haunts my nightmares. what did they DO TO HIM

⏰ - How long have you been into One Piece?

Almost 5 years, and man does that feel old to say. I started getting into it at 14 and it never really left. I always kinda *knew* it was there because it's So Darn Big, but it wasn't until i was bored one day that I finally watched the Return to Sabaody arc in a single sitting and immediately went and watched episode 1.

And the rest is history.

🍏 - Would you eat a Devil Fruit if you had the chance to?

Yep! I'm not big on swimming and honestly there are very few ways this could go wrong unless i get stuck with something dumb like the human-human fruit. But I'll take my chances.

🙏 - Favorite episode?

grace there are 1200 episodes i can hardly remember the general areas where arcs where how am i supposed to remember individual episodes

but how about the episode that convinced 14 y/o me that this whole journey was worth it, and for me that would be episode 25/26 (don't remember which one exactly lol)

🏝 - Fave country/island visited?

I will ALWAYS have a soft spot for Water 7 because that's when I really felt like an "official" fan, but in all honestly Sabaody is my favorite place. 11/10 would visit if the human trafficking rate would go down.

🔍 - What do you think the One Piece is?

k you about to get the absolutely STUPIDEST little Bia lore here but:

me and my older sister sat down in the barn one night and figured out that the One Piece is:

a corset.

💓 - Which character do you relate to the most?

Well i've already joked about how my life literally mirrors Law's (to an extent. as of yet the genocide has not happened). but personality wise absolutely nothing there.

So I guess i would have to say Rebecca. (although honestly i don't see myself super similar to any OP characters)

#ask game #ask game answers #no you do NOT get an explanation for the corset thing #you will figure it out yourself #as God intended you will connect the dots yourself #one piece

[indiejones]

THE BIGGEST GODLY SECRET OF MODERN TIMES, REVEALED! SATHYA SAI BABA IS ALIVE TODAY, & FOR NEXT 7 DAYS (ALL TIME ZONES) !

Time's come to reveal the biggest Godly secret of modern times!

BHAGWAN SHRI SATHYA SAI BABA IS STILL PHYSICALLY ALIVE TODAY! He was transported secretly to an undisclosed location at time of burial, where he still resides in his physical body today!

By his own prophecy, he was to live till age of 96, which would've made his physical death somewhere btwn Nov 23, 2022 & Nov 23,2023! That date's been chosen by him to be Nov 20,2023, the date by which, we believe, the secret mission he'd started off on,to dismantle Freemasonry would've completed.

This 'vanvasa' period of 12 yrs undertaken by him, to put all pieces into place, for his final assault on this world-destroying devil's order,& importantly,distract his enemies clinging like two-faced leeches onto him for decades, at bay, & operate in peace!

And this whole project nicknamed, (infact by Amma herself!), as 'Operation Wheelchair', after Baba's now famous wheelchair act, starting 2005, which is when this entire facade, or in this case 'Krishna leela', began!

Let's celebrate the last 5 days of his physical existence, as real Diwali, WHEN RAM RETURNS TO HIS RIGHTFUL THRONE, TO BLESS HIS (NOT EXACTLY PHYSICAL,Y ET TO BE ASSUMED SO IN OUR AWARENESS!) SEAT OF RULE, BEFORE ACTUAL BODILY DEPARTURE FROM THIS EARTH!

HAPPY DIWALI, FRIENDS! 🪔

And for those asking as to when I found out!?

THIS is the moment! ie Watching this scene in film, is when I was made to ask this qun-"You are alive, Baba !?"

..& the entire mystery, in full set of sub-q&a's, was revealed!

BABA IS TIGER, KING OF JUNGLE!

And do you know why baba chose 20th Nov, specifically to be announced as date of his actual physical passing,& not 21st or 22nd?

Coz 20th Nov is 20-11-2023, also signifying the period 2011-2023, & his 12yrs vanvasa, in which his pledged work was finally completed!

3 Days To Go!

And now when his devotees say, "Baba died in 2011" they wouldn't be lying!

Baba would have really died in 20.11, afterall!

Prabhu "Bees Gyarah" mein vakay prasthan kar gaye honge!

His real worshippers wouldn't be speaking falsehoods about "SATHYA" Sai Baba, anyhow, this way, you see!

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[mzbautista08]

She's My Blessing💞

Monday Dec.10.2022 a day never to forget and marked on my calendar. It all started with a squishmallow.😄1 yr ago from today Jehovah gave me one of the best gifts ever. FRIENDSHIP🥹this friendship made me trust and believe again. Just when i thought i would never be in another, just when i felt i could never trust again, this friendship proved me wrong and gave me life, it showed me the true meaning of friendship. This friendship is the one stated in Prov 17:17 and 18:24. Just when i thought id only have myself for now on this friendship picked me up and put me back on my feet and gave me the love and care i should have had in the previous😭and for that i am forever grateful. I remember when we first started talking i got my laugh back because of her. She was the reason i can finally fall asleep with a smile on my face, the reason i had motivation to do things again, the reason my problems didnt seem so bad. She really made my life better just by being in it. From that first message she sent comforting me on my lowest to where we are now, i'm grateful for the journey we've shared and the bond we've formed. I want to be her 2nd priority. I want her first to be herself, her ambitions in life and her future. I just want the best for her. I wont be a distraction, but i'll be her motivation, her support and her help to grow. I pray that this friendship never ends. I pray that this friendship stays strong through Jehovahs guidance and until we both make it to the new system. I pray we have many adventures and memories together. Most importantly i pray that this friendship wont be takin by Satan as the previous did.😭I really cant afford to lose another. 😞I cant believe its now a yr🥹 and i cant wait for many more! Who knows what the yrs will have in store for us. Maybe she"ll get married first or one after the other in close gaps🤣I just want her to know Jehovah knew what he was doing when he brought her into this world🥹she saved me and others in so many ways😭she just has a way with words that will just lift ppl up. She helps others because it healed the part of her that needed someone to take care of her and for that i promise to never let her go, this is my promise that i will do all i can with Jehovah's help to give her that same care. I promise to do all i can to keep her sane and to help her make the best decisions in life, ill make sure she grabs my hand and we"ll go through this together, ill make sure shes not alone and ill be there when she is hurting, happy, crying, angry etc. I am here for everything and i am here for her always. That is my promise. Thank you isnt enough for all the times she's heard me out and accepted me even when opening up to her about my Mental Health and the stuff that lead to it and never judged me, for making me feel safe and loved, making me genuinely happy, and for bringing laughter and smiles into my life when i need it the most. So i pray that Jehovah gives her many blessings in return because she deserves it.🙏Here's to 1 yr and many more! Let's keep the streaks and lets make it to the finish line together. Thank you Jehovah for Sophia it is her She's My Blessing💞🥹😭I love you Bestie! Happy 1 year to us! We made it!

[lale-txt]

Lale san’s requests are open? I have been blessed by god and can die happy now 🙏

Heya! I’d like to request for Roger and/or Rayleigh meeting someone they knew from when they were younger and how’d they react! I feel like it’d be really interesting, and you can choose whatever formatting you’d feel is best 👍✨

Thanks a lot in advanced! I love reading your work and it already means a lot that you’re reading this request of mine, hope you have a lovely day! 💕

i will probably never recover from being called Lale-san like 🙇‍♀️ pls accept me as your elder sister or something sob. and i loved your request bc yes my dream sandwich let's goooo! thank you for your sweet words and your request!

🌘 meeting someone from when they were younger w/ Roger & Rayleigh

Roger

slow burn, childhood friends to strangers to lovers YES

you would have never really left his mind, were always lingering around there like a friendly, familiar ghost, no matter how many years have passed by

on this fateful day he would sense that something was about to happen. something big

he'd tell everyone about it, grinning when they were teasing him and laughing this big hearty laugh of his because he knew better

and he would be right

oh, all the butterflies in your stomach when your eyes cross for the first time again after years

he'd just smile and wave, one hand on the hips as if he only was gone for 5 minutes to buy some snacks

"y/n!! 'sup?"

Roger would pull you into the biggest, warmest hug when you start crying from being moved about seeing him again, after all this time

he might tease you about still being a crybaby and laugh out loud when you kick his shin in return

nothing much has changed, huh?

by the way he holds you, you just know that he isn't planning on ever letting you go again...

Rayleigh

forgetting about you? not in a million years

Rayleigh treasured the memories you made together in the past, often reliving them in his mind over and over again, remembering every little detail vividly

the way your fingertips felt on his warm skin, how his name sounded out of your mouth, the bittersweet taste of your tears as he kissed them away oh so softly...

you left on good terms, with a kiss that lasted longer than it should have and some cracks in a yearning heart, and the whispered promise that you will meet again, someday, somewhere, if destiny allows it...

you tried to mend your broken heart over the years but it fell apart in your hands like porcelain, never forgetting where it really belonged to

when he calls out your name in disbelief and you spin around on the spot, your eyes meeting again after all these years it's as if you can finally see in color again

Rayleigh will greet you with a kiss on the back of your hand, not letting go of it afterwards

he'll whisper your name over and over again, like a spell to which you'd respond with

"i'm here. i'm here. i'm here. i'm never leaving again. i'm here."

#silvers rayleigh #gol d. roger #dark king rayleigh #gold roger #rayleigh x reader #roger x reader #one piece x reader #one piece headcanons #one peace #one piece reader insert #one piece scenario #one piece imagine #roger pirates

[cheesus-doodles]

Exercising with Bestfriend Baji HCs

i swear all the toman boys spend the time they’re not fighting lifting weights and shit like wew have you see how toned every single one of them are? baby baji probs does the whole length of running, gymming and other stuff 💯💯 also my brainrot has pushed me to finally get moving again so bless TR and my toman boys 🙏🙏 a short one because im feeling bad watching TR and i just want to give baby Baji some love

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Masterlist

when you tell Baji that you’re looking to get some exercise into your schedule, this baby boy couldn’t be happier

trips over himself inviting you to join him on his workout routine

first time Baji ever shows up outside your house right on the dot, dressed for the occasion and with a backpack filled with water and snacks

definitely does not do this when its time for studying 🤡🤡

honestly baby boy is just happy to be able to spend even more time with you 🙏

plus you are doing something that he enjoys doing - maybe you two can have more fun together

on top of that he can finally return the favor after you spend so much time helping him with his studies

100% will go up to your room and drag you out if you aren’t ready within 5 minutes or so of him arriving

more than happy to try whatever kind of sport you want to try - even if he himself sucks at it

which Baji likes even better, means he gets to learn it with you

if its something he's unfamiliar with, will probably try and find a friend that is familiar with that sport/exercise and get them to teach you both together

if its something he's familiar with, Baji will know the best place to start learning and starts you off nice and easy

either way, be prepared for this baby boy to monitor you very closely whenever yall are exercising together cause he really cares about you

doesn't want you to do something wrong and then get hurt

stops you for breaks whenever he sees you start to struggle

hydrate hydrate hydrate

Baji always makes sure he carries extra water for you

have definitely ran into some walls and poles 🤡🤡

just pretend you never see that - he's fine, he swears

always piles on the encouragements

yall two go out to celebrate for every milestone yall hit together 💯💯

baby Baji is proud that you picked him as your exercise partner - no one else would be fit for the role besides your bestfriend afterall

this boy probably spends every minute that he's not with you, in school or struggling with homework working out in some form

hell he probably lifts or crunches whenever he gets stuck with schoolwork

hopes that you're exercising because you want to get fit and healthy and not because someone is bullying you about how you look

if he ever catches on if your increased exercising is because of bullying Baji will settle it on the side with the bully

someone is going to learn what it's like to be on the other side of constant exercise and fighting

never tells you about it - but you will start to realize that anyone that has ever made fun of you starts to turn and cross the street at the sight of you (and Baji)

still makes you exercise with him but will spill that he likes the way you look and that you should only be trying because you want to

baby is definitely blushing when he says this blessed 🙏🙏🙏

more than willing to teach you whatever he knows 

always reminds you not to compare yourself to others - everyone started out where you were

never pushes you too far, but definitely encourages you to try and take it one step further every time

makes sure you rest up well after every workout session - last thing he wants is you to get injured on his watch

yall go for snack runs and food runs as well to mix things up and keep things fun

instead of a ride on his motorbike, Baji and you will run there and back

definitely boasts to his mum about you 💯

#tokyo revengers #tokyorev #tokyorev x reader #tokyo revengers x reader #platonic baji x reader #baji x reader #baji keisuke #tokyorev hcs #tokyorev headcanons #tokyo revengers headcanons #tokyo revengers hcs #tokyorev baji #tokyo revengers imagines #bestfriend baji #tokyo rev headcanons #tokyo rev #tokyo rev x reader #keisuke baji #baji keisuke x reader #tokyo rev baji #cheesus drabbles

[childotkw]

Pretty pls with sugar on top may we receive a blessed a snippet from the In Learning you will Teach AU? 🙏🙏

"My Lord,” Barty whispered, dropping to his knees so quickly it looked more like he collapsed. The sharp burst of pain from colliding with the floor barely registered over his bubbling delight at seeing his Lord whole once more.

“Barty,” Voldemort greeted, satisfaction and welcome warming his normally icy tone. “It is good to see you again. Rise.”

Eagerly, Barty obeyed, clambering to his feet. He swayed from the pain, his injuries throbbing, and half-curled an arm across his stomach. The aurors had not been gentle, but then again, they rarely were.

Cool air seemed to rush over him, and the next breath Barty took was unhindered. He ducked his head low, “Thank you, my Lord,” he murmured.

“Of course,” the man replied, lowering his wand. “After all of your successful work, it is the least I can do.” He moved closer, one hand coming up to lay softly on Barty’ shoulder. “This would not have been possible without your efforts. Your loyalty and support is...most appreciated.”

Fingers lifted to brush through his hair, and Barty shuddered. His eyes slipped closed, and his chest felt as light as a feather from the praise.

“It is a shame that I could not complete my second objective, however. Tell me, what did Harry do when he returned to the old man’s fold?” There was amusement there, mixed with anger.

Barty blinked, thinking back to Potter when he had appeared in the middle of the crowd, clutching Diggory’s body and covered in blood and dirt. He remembered how quiet the boy had gotten when Barty had escorted him out of the circus - how his voice had trembled when he had finally begun to speak.

He remembered the way the boy had leaned towards him after the potion had worn off, tilting his head and staring with calculative eyes as he tried to see Barty’s true face.

He licked his lips, thinking back to the last words they had exchanged, just before Barty was handed over to the aurors. The way Potter had stepped close to him, still clutching his bleeding arm but utterly fearless.

“Thanks.” The boy had said quietly, green eyes dark with betrayal. “I know you’re one of his, but you helped me more than anyone else. So. Thanks.”

Barty looked up at his Lord and smiled tightly, “He thanked me.”

Surprise flashed through his Lord’s red eyes. “Truly?”

“Yes, my Lord. He thanked me for helping him during the tournament.”

He was exhausted at this point, his limbs beginning to tremble from the strain of the last few days. His vision was wavering, but he was still coherent enough to hear what his Lord muttered.

“How...interesting.”

#anonymous #In Learning You Will Teach AU #barty x harry #future relationship

[synchronmurmurs]

99 and Dante oh my god it’s so in character for him I’m dying 😂

It really is Rev omfg and you were honest to god not the only one who thought this, because I have another two requests of exactly this. 🤣 So to reflect that, I made this one a touch longer than I initially planned on. 🙏

99) “You know, there wasn’t a single thing to eat in the kitchen until you walked in.”

Unsurprisingly, the kitchen is barren. Dante knows because he’d already rifled through every drawer, every shelf in the pantry, and every cupboard looking for scraps. He doesn’t really understand why he thinks trying again will yield him different results, as though a leg of ham will have magically appeared in the time he wasn’t looking, and yet he’s opening and the exact same doors to the exact same cupboards and drawers as he did an hour ago. Unsurprisingly, there’s no new holy grail of foodstuff to be found within Devil May Cry’s kitchen, and so Dante closes the cupboard doors with a soft disappointed sigh.

It’s then that he hears the office doors swing open with a protesting groan of un-oiled hinges. The presence that enters is not his brother. It’s smaller, both in size and scale, but it also isn’t Trish. So Lady then? Morrison? He lightly sniffs at the air; normally he’d be able to make out the smell of gunpowder or cigars, but instead, he’s getting fruity notes.

Ah, good, that means he doesn’t have to squeeze himself out the tiny kitchen window to escape another barrage of payments of unpaid debts.

“Dante? What’re you doing back here?”

He hears your voice and the click of your shoes before he sees you, stepping into view to prop one arm up high on the open frame of the kitchen entryway with a questioning tilt of your head that he returns in kind. He may not have found a leg of ham on his return visit, but he’s certainly been blessed now with legs of something else. His eyes skim down your body, something igniting in them the lower they sink, until they come to rest on your thighs, and the colour in them flares.

“Oh, I was just looking for a snack.” He says, finally tearing his burning gaze from the sleek shape of your thighs. He closes the doors of the cupboards he was poking around in, and meets your eyes with a wolfish grin.

You know that look, that gleam in his eyes, that particular curve of his smile, but you play ignorant, letting him stalk over to you to slink heavy hands around your waist to settle on your ass.

“But you know, there wasn’t a single thing to eat in the kitchen until you walked in.”

“Is that so?” You’re smiling at him now, voice laden in a mischief that reflects his. Dante hums in response, adjusting his hold on you so he can cup two handfuls of your ass to lift you up against him. You weigh absolutely nothing in his arms; an aspect of his strength that you find just as arousing as when he’s tearing your clothes to shreds with nothing but a flex of his wrists. You give him a knowing smile when he props you atop one of the sparse counters, his mouth already moving against every stretch of bare skin to taste and tease. You feel the prick of his teeth marking your shoulder at the same time you feel his fingers pop the button of your shorts, and you automatically spread your legs for him when his hand wedges itself down the front of your pants. His fingers are moving against you immediately, rubbing down the length of your slit while his palm presses insistently at its peak, bearing down on your clit that’s beginning to throb and swell.

The heat of his hand is so welcome against you, rocking in steady motions while his teeth follow your pulse up your throat and along your jaw, until he claims your lips and swallows every sound you make. Your hands fall to his arms, feeling the muscles flex as he helps you shimmy out of your shorts, pulling only one leg free of the obstructing article of clothing before he returns to his place between your legs. He pulls your body right onto the edge of the counter as he kisses a path down your body, arched perfectly towards him in anticipation of his mouth on you. It isn’t until he reaches that innocent little bow on the elastic band of your panties that he finally stops, and the sight of his face between your legs, one cheek pressed into the bare skin of your thigh, makes you writhe.

His fingers tease at the very edge of your panties, one finger curling underneath the seat of it to pull lightly, and though he can smell your arousal so strongly from this proximity, he keeps his eyes on you. He presses another kiss to the apex of your slit, where he knows your clit is hidden, and he grins up at you again.

“Bone apple tea.”

Dinner is served.

#answer: teh revving #ask sync #ask meme #dante x reader #I dawdled on this a lot lskdfh #sync writing: short scenes

[templeofthegoldenrat]

Hiya! I hope your day is going well! I saw your post on practicing your readings and would like to ask a question. I have mixed emotions about my current employment, I would like to get a reading on the energies surrounding my profession and what's to come? Thank you very much! 💚❤💙🙏

Let’s dive right in! The Pope represents tradition, conformity and stability. Astrologically, it corresponds to Taurus the bull - stubborn and enduring. It is likely that you work for a global corporation or conglomerate rather than a small company. In this particular spread, I believe it represents your current job, which is likely to be stable. 

However, following it we see the Seven of Cups. In this card, we see a woman with her head in her hands, daydreaming. She is surrounded by possibilities. This card is all about fantasy, and represents your dissatisfaction with your current position, depicting the imagining possible alternatives.

The following two cards are interesting. The Queen of Swords and the Queen of Cups. In spread relating to career and finance, the Queen of Swords usually represents a ruthless boss or coworker. Someone cold, and usually female, who you feel is too demanding or critical. Juxtaposed, we have the Queen of Cups, whose facial expression and body language is reminiscent of that in the Seven of Cups. She represents your ideal career, possibly something in a more creative industry, something more glamorous than what you do currently. The implication here is that you are having doubt due to wanting to pursue something more fulfilling, rather than due to a lack of money, for example. 

Finally, the Three of Swords. In the traditional Rider Waite Tarot, this card represents heartbreak. However, in the deck I am using (The Medieval Scapini Tarot), the Three of Swords depicts a scene from the story of the Prodigal Son. In this story, the son leaves his family in search of something better, and eventually returns home with nothing. Even though his family welcomes him back with open arms, I think this card in this spread is very much a warning. It is trying to tell you that if you leave without having a direction and a plan, you will end up having to go back to where you started empty-handed.

The card underneath the deck represents a hidden aspect that is relevant to your question. The King of Pentacles. We see him sitting on his thrown, holding his wealth close to him. As a hidden influence, I believe this card is telling you that money will be a concern when making changes, whether this means within your current profession or by changing jobs- he represents the ‘Other’ who controls your wealth, and urges you to take finances into consideration. 

Finally, I also used my Astrological Oracle Cards for further information in this spread. Here we have Cancer and Mercury. Cancer is the dreamer, the heart, the wanting to find something fulfilling. She is mirrored above, as the Queen of Cups embodies Cancer energy. Mercury is more intellectual minded, and represents doing and planning. These two cards represent the need for balance between these two forces. What the heart wants and the practical issues both need to be taken into consideration equally when you make your decision. This dichotomy is actually also represented above with the two Queens. The Queen of Swords is Libra, an air sign that represents matters of the mind, and as mentioned above, the Queen of Cups is Cancer, a water sign ruling over matters of the heart. 

Overall, I think this spread is telling me that you are dreaming of change. However, the story of the Prodigal Son heeds a warning, and you should not make a move until you are no longer daydreaming about a myriad of possibilities - only once you know the what and the how should you act. Hope this helps and best of luck!! 

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