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kuackity · 2 years
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Other anon I love ur takes sm omg and you too kauckity! Aaaaa
Now now, imagine karmaland members meeting dsmp members. Luzu would prolly feel the need to take the younger ones of the server (Tommy, tubbo, ranboo, purpled) because HOLY CRAP they have been through a lot and need a good parental figure.
Kamaland members hearing some of the stories the others tell about the dsmp would either have them flabbergasted or outright enraged (specifically at C! Dream) and probably concerned for everyone's mental health. But overall I think it would be pretty wild. K! Quackity would just be pointing at Las Nevadas while bragging to vegetta that his other self made this which would cause them to have a playful back and fourth banter.
Also the fact there's extremely gigantic beings of the dsmp server (foolish who is 23 ft. And Bbh who is a long tall demon) would intimidate the K!members but once they got to know them would be reassured that these tall guys are actually gentle giants.
Im a big fan of crossovers ngl -brainrot anon.
Hello my lovely brainrot anon! I love this back and forth thing we keep doing, is perfect for brainrot so your name is on point. I will start making this a read more cause I need the space to ramble.
Can you believe that Luzu is older than Philza? Irl? Luzu is 36 and Philza 34, all except one of the Karmaland crew are closer to Philza's age than Quackity's. That's a fact you have learned today.
I think in a character aspect, he won't straight up adopt them but he would be there? I think they would find all someone to tail eventually like k!Rubius with c!tommy, maybe c!tommy now will be scared of making pranks to k!Vegetta but once he founds that the most that him would do to k!rubius is calling him "Tontito" (that means dumbass) he will relax, and last season k!Rubius was a priest! So maybe church prime time ?
With c!tubbo thats a tough choice (I am not deep in lore) so maybe k!Vegetta? He is the one who knows more about the mods and how things works on Karmaland and I think he would like to learn. And he will join with the bombs with k!Rubius and k!Tommy thats for sure, maybe k!Vegetta would break the rules a little and let c!tubbo have massive explosives.
I think k!Luzu and c!Ranboo would be good to spend time together cause k!Luzu has this way with people to just vibe so ghostboo can follow him everywhere. And maybe with k!Vegetta they can find a way of reviving him, and maybe then he can meet k!Lolito that last season had memory loss and something like a second personality appear (enderwalking? Similar? Idk) so bonding over loss of your true self and memories, yay!
c!Purpled I am not big either in the lore or watching him as a cc's, so maybe Alexby (a space fan that is so funny) will be good with him since he had an UFO? I am not sure since I don't know properly lol. And k!Alexby was the one who didn't have like a secret indentity like most? So he would like the honesty of this man after all.
The dream situation, hmm, if the karmaland crew go there I think most will be curious about this big jail, but I don't think c!dream will show up in conversation umpromted with the dsmp members; and I don't think the Karmaland people will understand the situation or go hunting c!dream cause k!Vegetta would be like No rash decisions that can alter the world and such, that is mostly my take. They are heroes of course but this is not their world to protect or judge.
And regarding mental health did you know that last season there was a cc that played the rol of a psychologist? I think some people got better with him, so for therapy maybe the karmaland crew give them a call back. ( I miss auron just a tiny bit, chau)
I think k!Quackity and k!Vegetta will indeed get in a silly banter over Las Nevadas, but k!Vegetta will without a doubt talk with c!Foolish over the buildings later.
And about the size difference I forget sometimes about the knowledge of Karmaland 4 forgive me, but they have many events and mostly they fight some bizzarre things and BIG mobs, and I think most that being intimidated they will instantly be on fight mode out of sheer reflexes, look at this thing.
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You can't tell me they won't go fight, they are heroes after all. They aren't intimidated easily, their world is far dangerous that dream smp in mobs, and they have to protect it so the have to be strong for whatever missions appear.
Afterwards they will indeed apologize and maybe Vegetta and Bad can bond over not being fans of swears. Vegetta swears a little but mostly he has lame insults like dumbass calling people kids and saying All of you are grown men but still act like chILDREN
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toiletwipes · 1 year
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Camper reader x faebur
You just wan to have a great time with new friends and new people who also share your hobbies.
But you instead get involved with a fae who wants to marry you / kidnapped you(?
We already had reader being a camp caretaker, now can we talk about reader being a camper?
Then you find yourself on your way to this new camp, which has just opened its doors, you have never been to one of these before, yet the very attraction was to be involved in the activities of your favorite hobby.
Sure you're not really a fan of Creepypastas, but the moment that for some strange reason in every picture you take with your new friends or just out in nature you keep seeing this tall guy with brown hair and staring at you you start to feel strange.
And it only gets worse when you ask people about him and no one seems to have seen him before or know his name or who he is.
An activity as simple as a group walk in the woods ends up being a paranoia switch for you, no matter where you are in line, it just doesn't seem to leave you alone.
If you go all the way to the front you can see him peeking across the path, if you go in the middle you can see him out of the corner of your eye peeking through the trees and as you stay behind the group you can feel his footsteps behind you.
What kind of weirdo decides it's a good idea to stalk someone in a group unless he wants to get caught, beaten and spit on the ground, although looking at the profile, he'd probably like that.
And stopping in the middle of the road two steps away from getting back to camp, you hear your friends and companions moving forward to the mess hall, and when you hear the footsteps stop and you're only able to hear a not so gentle wind.
Of course you should never judge a book by its cover, and the clearest sign of danger was to see how indifferent he was the moment you confronted him face to face, unashamed to stare at you, and then smile and bring his hand to your face.
You decide to confront him, in any case if he is an assassin, you can shout and easily the others will be able to see him.
And when you finally turn to see him you feel your heart drop to your stomach, although the photos in which he had appeared his presence was blurred, but recognizable enough, the person... Is it okay to say person? The thing? In front of you is almost totally different from what you thought it would look like.
And when you can swear that he is brushing against you you hear your nickname in a shout, you turn and it seems to be one of the girls in charge of the camp and when you turn again to face the brown boy again there is no trace of him...
What the hell...?!
-Brainrot anon without Internet;;;; help
Gasp!!!!! 👁👁 i am.. LOOKING. the suspense... who is he. why does no one know him... questions and questions i need ANSWERS TO
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HELLO HELOO HELLLOOOOOO manicpixiedreamcurl, its me! the og brainrot anon that "gave it back just as good"!!!!! i finally got to read No Happy Endings and I......omygod.....it was better than I EVER could have imagined it hellLLO?!?!?!?!
eddie being so vindictive and going "i fucked your girlfriend" I SQUEALED!!! IN REAL LIFE I SQUEALED!!! its just so on brand for him like yes yes he WOULD think that!! ive sent different anon asks before where i say that "your eddie" is my favourite eddie, and its true youve done it again!!
i think youre amazing at nailing the little details surrounding his character, like how he is absolutely bitter about his situation but still cant deny to himself how much he wants a real connection, how he refused to turn the music off (i laugh-snorted at that part) for a girl that wont even say his name, but when reader says his name in bed his actions almost instantly get sweeter (his arm curls around her and he goes "youre so fucking good" oHMYGOODDDD??????), how he started off cavalier and cocky the way he does with other girls but by the time theyre in his bed hes probably being much more vocal and touchy and intimate than he normally is, how he admitted to himself that yea he'd be willing to go through it all again for that sliver of intimacy with her even though he thinks that she doesnt want him how he wants her etc etc ETCETERAAAAAA i cant, i canNOT get over your eddie
i also just ADORE how you write the "reader", how she keeps calling him pretty and gets embarrassed and cant help but be drawn to him cause yes girl i get it!! he IS a pretty boy!! his eyes are so expressive!! and hes got such a nice smile!! and his fingers are fucking thick holy shit!!! like yea i get it i can relate to her!!
neverr in my life have i been so glad that I sent an ask lmaooooo, this ones going into my favourites!!
thank you so much for writing it!! you absolutely didnt have to, when i first sent the brainrot i really did just want to share with you not to secretly get you to write a whole fic lmao, but you did anyways so THANK YOU!! i hope you enjoyed writing it as much as i enjoyed reading it!!
sincerely,
brainrot anon :-))))
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thank you!!!! I'm so glad you liked it, thank you for sending this it's so nice to get the reaction of the person who suggests something and this is wonderful, I can't even tell you, I'm smiling so much.
I'm so glad you like the way I write him. He's my special blorbo, my favourite goof, I adore him. And it's just!!! Lovely to think that that comes across. He's also a boy with layers (TM) so I really do think it was an inspired idea to have him acting like a fuckboy then getting all shy the second somebody is actually interested in him. I've mentioned before I fully headcanon that Eddie would really like to be a slut but actually just wants to be love love loved, but it somehow never really occurred to me to actually play that out in a fic until your ask sorta turned that lightbulb.
I am not good at taking requests in all honesty. I have some perfectly good ideas sitting in my asks cause idk what to do with them but your ask straight up haunted me lmao. I had writer's block to the max and it was so frustrating cause I really love(d) the idea and I wanted to get it written sooo bad. So I'm glad it's done and I'm so so so glad you liked it!!! Thank you again for the brain rot. Any more of it, please please do send it my way.
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suiana · 9 months
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Imagine if Darling was Yan! killer's victim and got away by pulling this off-
https://www.instagram.com/reel/CvNzuaBJawx/?igshid=MzRlODBiNWFlZA==
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"stop running away- mfgh?!"
after hastily slamming your lips on the killer who was chasing after you, your adrenaline only seemed to increase as he kissed back. passionate kissing as his knife drops, your initial plan of just simply throwing him off was thrown into the drain.
"hah... how bold...."
he mumbles in between kisses as his now bare hands slide up your shirt, sending tingles up your skin. every touch only adds more fear in you as you try your best to pull away only for the killer to pull you back and grind into you.
"oh no... we can't have you running away now~"
man you should've just gotten murdered. it would've been a far more merciful fate.
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evankinard · 20 days
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hey guys. the people on twitter are COOKING I fear
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l13 · 9 months
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MUAHAHA imagine naked cuddling with ghost and it's just supposed to be sweet idk but then his hand is wrapped around ur front with ur back to his chest and he just dips his hand lower and starts fingering tf outta you LMFAOOA it's 5am i can't sleep
(if ur taking requests could you maybe write this LOL if not it's ok I'm jsut sharing my thots)
no bc imagine you guys are cuddling after sex, and he's softly running his hands over your belly, your sides, squeezing your skin and laying kisses on your shoulders, and down the side of your arm, and you can feel yourself getting wet again- despite your lashes fluttering,
you wiggle back closer to him, and simon hisses when your ass nudges his cock, and you can immediately tell that he's hard again, biting your lip to stop yourself from smiling
"'m sorry- Ignore it, it'll pass." is what he says, 'cause he doesn't wanna ruin the moment and also 'cause you've already gone 3 rounds and he knows for a fact that you can't move a muscle right now,
but you're arching your back, purposefully pushing your ass back against him, and he inhales sharply, his hand on your skin tightening the slightest bit as he utters your name, his voice sounding strained
you grab the hand that's holding your waist, your palm covering his knuckles and you bring his hands down to your pussy,
"Are you-" his fingers make contact with your slick, and he groans. Yeah, you're wet, alright. You're so wet that you can hear it, and you moan softly when he pushes two fingers inside your drenched cunt,
he can't help but chuckle as he nuzzles his face against your hair, "Fucked you dumb, but y'still want more, huh?" you nod, your hand falling to his cock, starting to jerk it softly, and his eyes roll back, "Shit.. 'm gonna give you everything,"
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pradabambie · 3 months
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omg imagine dating rafe and pulling that prank where when he texts her she texts him back “She’s busy.” (as if it’s another guy texting) i just know that man would flip the fuck out
omg he would be FURIOUS as soon as you open the door you'd see his face all red and he would storm in and bend you over the table, not even taking the time to stretch you out, just slamming into you, and he'd tease you while he fucks your brains out "who's busy now huh?"
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transmascissues · 24 days
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this genuinely might be the most unhinged series of asks i’ve ever gotten (almost definitely all from the same guy) and honestly i can’t stop laughing at it. none of these words are in the bible. how far into the deepest darkest pits of internet hell do you have to be to not only generate these words in your mind but then also actually type them out and send them to a real human being? i need to study this person under a microscope. i need to crack their head open like a coconut and see what the fuck is going on in there.
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just-jordie-things · 5 months
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just like my crush - fushiguro megumi
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word count: 3.8k warnings: swearing, reader is doped up from anesthesia summary: confessing that you have a crush on someone really isn't that hard. all it takes is anesthesia clouding your judgment. a/n: brought to you by my lovely nanami flowershop anon's beautiful brain !!!
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Injuries in this line work wasn’t unusual.  Someone was always occupying Shoko’s little infirmary and keeping her busy.  Nasty gashes, sprained wrists, broken bones- it was practically a part of the job description.  No, it wasn’t pretty, but at least with a master of the Reverse Cursed Technique on site, the mishaps that came with assignments never lasted too long.
Because of this expectation, Megumi had never been put in a position where he worried over someone’s well being after an exorcism gone awry.  He’d had life threatening wounds get healed more times than he could count on both hands, hell, Yuji lost a hand and got that back! 
So why did he feel sick to his stomach when she took a bad hit during an assignment? Why did his throat close up too tight for him to explain the situation to the manager on the assignment? Or to Ieiri when he got her back to campus? Why was there a cold sweat racing down his spine, but his insides felt like they were on fire? 
Despite all of Ieiri’s insisting that (y/n) was fine, that she’d gotten here just in time, that she was healed and would wake up at any time- likely without the memory of what happened- and that she would still be fine then… Megumi didn’t tear himself out of that room in the infirmary even once.  
When she does wake up- two days and a couple hours later- he doesn’t look too good.  He’d pale and he’s been bouncing his leg for so long it’s gone numb, but the relief that washes over him brings some color back to his face.
Her eyelashes flicker about a few times before she finally opens her eyes, but his attention is drawn to the way her hand twitches above the stark white sheets.
“Hey,” He murmurs, as quiet as he can stand to speak.  He didn’t want to startle her, and he thinks that if she were to flinch back at him, he’d flinch too.  “(y/n), you awake?” He asks when she doesn’t say anything right away.
Then her eyes finally find him, and with a hazy gloss over her blown pupils, she smiles.  It’s slow, and so, so impaired, but it’s pretty nonetheless.
“Oh, wow,” 
Her voice is strained, likely from not having been used for a couple days, but the light and breezy way in which she speaks is enough for him to know that her anesthetics haven’t worn off.  The stoner-like smile also tipped him off pretty well, but Megumi’s sure now.
“You know who you look like?” 
It’s not the question Megumi’s expecting, and his confusion is obvious in the way a tiny knot forms between his brows.  He would’ve thought  ‘where am I?’ or ‘what happened?’ would be in order, but maybe the anesthesia was more on top of her than he would’ve thought, so he hums in response and waits for her explanation.  Surely she’ll have something silly to say, it wouldn’t be the first time she called him a sea urchin for his messy hair.
“You look jus’ like my crush” (y/n) half-slurs back.  She tilted her head in his direction, trying to get a better look at him from where she was laying, but the rest of her body felt too heavy to move.
Megumi’s eyes widen, and before he can stop himself a small laugh comes out.  Confusion, humor, and disbelief blend into the overwhelming relief in knowing that Ieiri hadn’t been lying to him to protect his feelings.  (y/n) would be completely fine.
Maybe a little bit high, but still, completely fine.
Her shoulders shake in the slightest when she laughs in response to his own little chuckle, delighted purely by his reaction.
“I’m serious,” She mumbles out, eyes falling heavy for a minute the longer she stares at him.  “And it’s a compliment too, b’cause he’s, like, really cute”  “I didn’t know you were crushing on anyone” Megumi hums, leaning his elbows against the edge of her cot so that he could prop his chin in his hands.  Amusement flickers in his eyes when her expression noticeably shifts.  Her eyes widen and her lips part but no words come out.  Was he actually making her nervous? Who the hell did he look like in her eyes right now that had her reacting like this? 
Megumi can’t recall a time she’d ever talked to him about crushing on anyone.  Nothing of the sort, not even a hint.  And he’d definitely never seen the ruthless sorcerer appear so… 
Well, she looked like a girl with a crush.  A blush was forming on her cheeks the longer he held eye contact with her, and the way the corners of her mouth twitched and betrayed her as she tried to bite back a smile.
“Y-yeah, duh,” She stammers back at him with a sassy roll of her eyes.  Megumi’s quick to push his hand against his mouth to stifle his laughter.  “The point of a crush is it’s secret” 
“So you’re not gonna tell me then?” He asks curiously.
She probably didn’t know it, but (y/l/n) (y/n) was the only person in the world that got to see the playful side of him.  It was hard not to act on his intrigue, though.  It was too entertaining to see her in this state… and the rapid beating of his heart in his ribcage made him ache to know more.
But she shakes her head against her pillow, sealing her lips shut to further prove her point.  She’s still smiling, though, and she hasn’t torn her eyes off of his since she woke up.
“How’re you feeling, anyways?” Megumi decides to steer the topic back to one of more importance.  “Anything hurt? Can I get you anything-?” 
“Even your eyes are pretty like his,” She interrupts him, and then sighs as though this was a large inconvenience for her.  “You must be related,” She says matter-of-factly.
He hopes that when the drugs wear off she doesn’t remember this moment, because Megumi knows his face is as red as a tomato with how fiery his skin feels.  A nervous laugh bubbles out of him before he could choke it down, and her whole face lights up in response.
“You must not get compliments often, huh?” She teases in a slow drawl.
“I… I guess not,” He says, followed by more nervous laughter that happens against his will.  “But thank you, (y/n).  That’s very… kind” 
He’s painfully awkward, and he knows that as soon as he leaves this room he’s going to overthink this entire interaction, but for now he tries to bask in the warmth that sparks from knowing she thinks he has pretty eyes.  Or at least, she does when she’s so doped up she can’t quite focus on a conversation.
But at least she's obviously not in any pain.  Megumi’s worries begin to melt away, but that might just be the work of her flattery.
“You’re welcome,” She grins back at him, but she just as soon furrows her brows and regards him curiously.  Even after staring at him so shamelessly, she suddenly doesn’t appear to recognize him one bit.  “I thought Megumi only had a sister, though”
It comes out in a mumble, and he’s sure that she’s talking to herself in her deluded state, but the rush of heat that floods his chest and shoots up his neck is nearly too much to bear.
She actually didn’t recognize him this whole time? Was she talking about him this whole time? Was the flattery not a drug-induced misconception and actually-?
Before he can settle on a question to ask her to clear his confusion, she’s settling back into her pillow and her eyes are falling shut.  Megumi opens his mouth, ready to force out the first thing that comes to mind, but she drifts off almost immediately.  Her chest rising and falling in slow, steady movements.
It felt like a cruel prank.
Now he was left sitting and gaping at her unconscious form.  His heart is racing and his leg is bouncing again, and Megumi thinks he might be even more anxious for her to wake up this time.
He decides then and there that when she does, and when she’s of sound mind again, he’ll ask her about it.  Because if she really did have a crush on him he’d have to finally get over his ridiculous anxiety and make a move. ___
A week after making a full recovery, (y/n) comes to the decision that if she wants Megumi to talk to her, she’ll just have to corner him.
She’s not sure why he hasn’t been talking to her- hence her cornering plan- but ever since her last assignment had gone awry and she’d been put on a minor hold, he’d been dodging her.  And sure, Megumi wasn’t always the most sociable guy, but he was a friend and even if he didn’t feel like hanging out, he wouldn’t completely ghost her like this.
Of course she’d tried asking Yuji and Nobara about it, but they were a dead end.  They’d been just as surprised as she was that he’d been avoiding her.
I thought you were best friends, Yuji had frowned at the idea of a falling out between his two friends that he cared about so much.
Maybe he realized you have a crush on him and pussied out, Nobara had cackled at the scenario, not feeling an ounce of worry that this weird bump wouldn’t get resolved.
Needless to say, (y/n) was quick to steer her investigation far away from them, before the blabbermouths could do what they do best and blab around the wrong people.
She corners him while doing laundry, of all things.
“Hey,” 
And when she walks into the room while he’s tossing his freshly washed laundry into the dryer, Megumi hits his head on the lid when he swivels around in shock to see her there.
“Oh god, are you alright?” 
“I’m fine- it’s fine,” He answers all too quickly, before she’s even finished her question.  “I’m almost done with the washing machine” 
(y/n) can’t help but chuckle a little bit, seeing as she wasn’t currently holding a basket of laundry, but Megumi’s already back to filling up the dryer.  It appears every piece of clothing he tosses in is monochrome- mostly black, but a few gray pieces here and there.  This shouldn’t come as a surprise, but it is a bit funny.
“I actually was looking for you,” She tells him, leaning against the doorframe.  It’s half casual, and half to block his only escape.  Megumi responds with a small hum, still putting all of his focus on moving the laundry.  “Are you upset with me?” 
The question has him swiveling again, finally giving her his undivided attention.  It’s a bit unnerving, the way he straightens up and goes rigid as he stares back at her in bewilderment.  She wants to be annoyed that he has the audacity to look confused when he was the one that had been avoiding her for days, but she gives him the benefit of the doubt 
“Upset? No.  No of course not” He answers, and his words are so certain, that she believes him straight away.  But the small bit of truth doesn’t provide much relief.
“Then how come you’ve been dodging me?” She asks, unable to help her frown.  What other reason could there be? If he’s not mad at something, why would act so flaky?
“I haven’t been dodging you” 
“That’s a lie” 
“It’s not?” 
“It is,” She crosses her arms defensively.  “You haven’t been answering your phone and you always have some excuse to not talk to me.  Did I do something?” 
“Not really” 
He winces as soon as the answer leaves his mouth.  It wasn’t like him to get so careless- but it also wasn’t like him to avoid her.  Really, he was falling apart at the seams and trying quite desperately to appear as though everything was normal.  
It wasn’t working.  (y/n) could see the panic in his eyes as clear as day.  Not to mention the way his lips twitched like he was holding back further explanation.  She narrows her eyes as she studies him carefully.
“Not really?” She repeats his lame answer.  “So sort of? So I did do something?” 
Megumi’s certain that she chose to stand in the doorway so he couldn’t make an easy escape.  Would it be immature to summon the rabbits? 
“(y/n) it’s- it’s fine.  It’s me, alright?” He’s not very convincing.
“So you did something?” Another question he doesn’t want to answer.
“No- just- not really- it was just-” He stammers, and then groans, tilting his head back and glaring at the fluorescent light hanging over him.  
He recalls the way he’d sworn to himself that he’d talk to her about her little anesthesia-induced confession, and kicks himself now for cowering out of it.  Megumi never really ran away from a challenge, even when he knew he was in over his head.  But something about standing before her now and explaining how she’d inadvertently confessed to having a crush on him makes his heart beat out of sync and his throat go dry.
“Look I just don’t want things to be weird between us,” (y/n) sighs, giving up on interrogating him so heavily.  “So just… whatever it is, can we talk about it?” 
And he swoons, actually swoons.  His knees physically feel weak and he has to resist the urge to let all of his muscles relax and sink towards the ground.  It was so sweet, so considerate of her to want to mend the nonexistent conflict between them.  Megumi didn’t think it was possible to like her more than he already did, but she had a knack for proving him wrong.
So with an anxious breath, he thinks screw it and just lets it out.
“Do you remember waking up and talking to me in the infirmary?”
Her brows furrow, giving him her answer, and then her features soften with realization.
“You visited me in the infirmary?” She asks, almost in a whisper.  No, she didn’t remember, and no one had told her she’d had any visitors during her short stay there.
Megumi nods his head.
“Yeah, I… I stayed till you woke up.  And you did, for a couple minutes anyways, but you were pretty out of it.  Anesthesia and all” He explains.
She tries to rack her memory for any hazy glimpse of talking to Megumi in Shoko’s clinic, but nothing comes to mind.  She feels a little guilty now, having forgotten so easily.
“Okay…” She trails off, waiting for the rest of his explanation.  “So… something happened then?” 
Megumi hesitates, his expression twisted in mild displeasure, like he just stubbed his toe or has to deliver an oral presentation.  (y/n) tries to be patient, she really does, but the longer he draws this out the larger the pit in her stomach grows.
“Yeah,” The word comes out through a heavy breath, and he pauses for just a moment longer before admitting the last detail.  “You… you sort of confessed that you have a crush on me” 
“Oh,” 
Relief settles into her bones, and then a spike of panic.
“Oh” 
Her eyes are widening and her arms wrap tighter around herself, fingers digging into the sides of her ribs as if she could possibly ground herself with her anxiety reaching an all time high.
For fuck’s sake, she wasn’t this anxious when that Grade One tried to take a massive bite out of her body.
“You were really out of it, though,” Megumi says quickly.  “You were just… high.  You probably just couldn’t see or think straight-” 
“No, I wasn’t just high,” She cuts him off with surprising calmness in her voice, and a short shake of her head.  “I do.  Have a crush on you, I mean.  I didn’t… obviously I didn’t intend to tell you that, but, I guess high-me can’t keep a secret, so…” 
She trails off with a bashful giggle that would have embarrassed her if she wasn’t already filled to the brim with embarrassment.  Megumi’s lips part, but he doesn’t say anything.  The corner of his mouth twitches a few times too, and still, he’s standing in bewildered silence before her.
It’s not that he didn’t believe her, he was eighty-five percent sure that she’d meant what she said while she was still under the influence of the anesthetics, but that fifteen percent of uncertainty was his paranoia getting the best of him.  But now she was of sound mind, dead sober, and dead serious as she stared at him and awaited some sort of reaction.
No real reaction came, unless you counted the drumming of his fingers against his side, slow at first, but picking up speed the longer they both stood there and waited for the other to say something.
Megumi knows he should say something, and probably something along the lines of; well that’s a relief because I’m actually crushing on you so hard I don’t know what to do with myself… but unfortunately, he really didn’t know what to do with himself.
“Do I even want to know how badly I embarrassed myself?” (y/n) breaks the silence with a nervous but curious smile.
“You said I looked just like your crush,” He explained, heat flooding to his face as he recalled the other things she said.  “It was actually the first thing you said when you woke up,” 
She has to laugh at that a little, to which Megumi feels some of the tension in his shoulders disappear.  The tension in the room also starts to thin out, much to his relief.
“Then you went on about how cute your crush was.  And when I tried to ask how you were feeling, after, you know, surgery and all that, you ignored me and said…” He rubs the back of his neck, growing shy as he realized he was rambling and the subject matter already had his heart racing.
“Oh god… what?” (y/n) gasps, eyes widening, hoping she didn’t let out some dirty thought that she worked very hard to keep in the back of her mind.
“You said I had pretty eyes, and then you sorta let it slip that I was your crush, so I guess you didn’t realize you were talking to me the whole time… and then you passed back out” 
She’s laughing again, but this time she covers her face with her hands in a pitiful attempt to hide her blush until it goes away.  A small groan dies at the back of her throat.  The second hand embarrassment from her past-inebriated-self was just too much.
After all this time she's done so well at keeping her feelings under wraps, of never letting it be known with a slip of tongue or lingering touch, only to tell him so brazenly while in a hospital cot… it was ridiculous.
“God… I’m so sorry, that’s… wow, that’s probably the most humiliating thing I’ve ever done” She starts off looking at him, but ends up muttering to herself and looks away, still overwhelmed by the mortification of it all.
A small smile graces Megumi’s face, and in a moment of being true to his word, he musters up the courage to speak up before she could walk away and pretend this didn’t happen.
“It was more cute than humiliating,” He tells her, and she peeks back up at him in soft surprise.  “Maybe just a little embarrassing, just a little… but… still cute” His voice gets softer the longer she looks at him and he starts to lose the confidence he started out so strong with, but he still holds her gaze, hoping that she’ll know he means it.
“Cute?” She repeats in quiet disbelief.  Megumi nods back at her with absolute certainty and sincerity.
He gives into another bout of a confidence boost and takes a few steps forward, closing some of the space between them.  (y/n) practically scrambles to straighten up away from the doorframe, her shoulders squaring and her eyes widening as she watches him move towards her.
“And for what it’s worth, I think you have pretty eyes, too,” 
It’s quieter than he intends, but his words are effective in replacing the nervous tension in the room with something much more palpable.  The electricity buzzing between them was so thick they were practically choking on it.
(y/n) smiles, slow at first, processing the sudden compliment, and then all once.  Every inch of her skin warmed from the sweet words, and she’s not sure she’s ever felt flattery like this before.  She’s never taken a compliment so to heart, never known that she was going to go to sleep that night playing it over and over in her head.
Megumi’s eyes flicker between hers for a moment, admiring the way she lights up with delight before him, and then he opens his mouth again.
“They look just like my crush’s” 
Her brows furrow and despite that feeling of embarrassment spiking in her chest again, the corner of her lips curl into a smirk that gives into a smile almost immediately after.  Megumi’s clearly amused by this reaction, laughing to himself like he was so proud of his own tease.
“That’s so corny” She mutters, before stepping away from the doorway and closing the last bit of distance between them.
Despite his nerves he anticipates her movements, large hands finding purchase on her hips and practically yanking her the rest of the way that it takes to have her body against his.  There’s no extra time for words before their lips crash fast.  The kiss is surprisingly tender for how rushed their movements were, but it had them both melting into the other right away.
Her hands are gentle as they smooth over his shoulders before wrapping lightly at the nape of his neck.  Her fingers poke into the dark strands of hair that hang there, and when she curls a few locks between her index and middle finger, he presses his lips against hers with a little more fervor.
Even once they part from one another, neither one goes very far.  Gasping for air with lips still brushing each other’s, noses bumping, and hands still holding on tight all in the name of not putting an inch of distance between them.
Still no words are exchanged as they share a look before both glancing at the open doorway behind them.  It doesn’t take verbal communication for Megumi to reach behind her to grab the door by the handle and swing it shut.  The only sound that fills the room is the white noise buzzing from the dryer cycle, and the soft giggle that’s immediately suppressed by warm, inviting lips pressing against hers again.
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a/n: thank u again my amazing nanami flowershop anon for this really fun idea. also i just love playful megumi. he's so cute n shy <3
xoxo ~ jordie
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chai-berries · 8 months
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thinking..thinking about napping with abby..
OOOOOOF one of my favorite topics <333
now i don’t know if abby is a nap girlie but she’s gonna have to learn to be!! whether she’s coming home to you, already asleep, warm and waiting for her to cuddle up against you, under your (very specific) napping blankets. all the tension leaves her shoulders when you unconsciously tuck yourself into her :(
or maybe she’s the one taking a midday nap on the couch. she sleeps like the dead, her arms crossed and tucked into her armpits even in sleep. the hood of her sweatshirt is synched up to block out the light from her eyes. when you get home, the door wakes her up, a sleepy “baby?” calls to you from the hallway. and there she is looking ooey gooey and sooo fucking cute you could EAT! HER! UP! but you would never do that so you just lay on top of her for twenty minutes getting a mini post-work nap in before dinner. don’t forget to kiss her all over her face!!!!
abby’s favorite is when you guys are watching tv or reading in the living room, limbs tossed over each other. you’re both straining against that sleepy phase that hits at 3pm but it’s just soooo cozy!!! you have a good book in your hands, one of abby’s hands is softly massaging your calf muscles. the other hand is holding her book open (which is one of the hottest things you’ve ever seen). and you’re so warm, like you can’t help it!!! you fall asleep. it takes abby two minutes to realize you’re asleep, when your book drops to your chest. she gathers both the books and puts them on the coffee table. rearranging a little to put her feet up and sink into the couch more. she keeps massaging your legs until sleep takes her.
…, sooo idk if you can tell but sleep is my love language. thank you for listening 🫶
more abby napping content below!
sharing a bed
midday nap
morning kisses
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kuackity · 2 years
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I'm sorrryyy!! I'm back nowww dw! I also missed you Kauckity my beloved/p
We love giving K! Quackity angst because we just have to, it's a need for it and for fun. The fact K! Quackity is a duck hybrid makes me so happy, him just walking around while his little ducks following behind something I could see happening or him making little chirps when he's excited. After he has bad dreams and such he probably goes to his ducks and picks them up and just holds them close until he calms down. I also had this idea of when he has the bad dreams from C! Quackitys perspective he wakes up screaming sometimes and calling Luzu about having a bad dream (given if he doesn't exactly remember) and luzu stays with him on the phone until he falls asleep. I am a sucker for Luzu being an older brother to him if you couldn't tell -Brainrot anon
Brainrot, brainrot, brainrot! (Chanting)
I love k!Quackity duck hybrid, shapeshifter, duck hoodie wearer mess made out of my head canons. To be fair is almost the same with my rubius headcanon, he is a bear hybrid than can transform on full bear but still uses a hoodie with bear ears cause fuck it.
I love the Luzu sleeping with him in the phone finally some FUCKING FLUFF in this angst fest we get going on. But reading you say call gave me flashback to the "horny call™" interaction why are they like this
They being bothers is pretty cute, for me I have to say I see them as friends cause if there is something I know is that this boys (the Karmaland crew) know nothing about family dynamics and go into Kissing the homies territory instantly.
BTW what is your favorite color anon?
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toiletwipes · 1 year
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Brainrot here, Late to wish you merry Christmas, but early to wish you a New Year 👉👈?? Ok so.., creating "Au's" for oneshots is my passion -cry- , sO what if Reader actually lives in town? Like they go to the city's school/have a work there and so.
So here comes my vomit of words.,,
Lately you couldn't help but stop pining for the boy who sat in front of you in class / or work with you , something about his personality was just charming and attractive to you.
During a lunch break, Eileen suggests you to write them a letter with your feelings, knowing that in your nerves you could never tell him how you feel to his face.
So with your heart in hand you decided to follow his advice, and in one night you already had the first letter ready, you just had to deliver it, but at the moment you were about to put it in his backpack, panic invaded you and you ended up asking permission to go to the bathroom
while you left the school/ or work to take a breathe you get to observed the line of trees that were a few meters away, and unconsciously you went a little deeper, and you left your efforts (the letter) on a stone, hoping that no person would be foolish enough to go into the woods and be able to find the letter, then you decide to go back to class/ back to work feeling a little bit better. The next morning the letter was gone
Weird? Yes Rare? Also Could it have been an animal? Yeah If it was one of your classmates/coworkers they would have already mocke you then, did it just disappear? Yeah
You decided not to think about the matter and after having experienced the freedom to express your feelings in that letter, you decided to do it again and, just like the previous one, you left it on that rock a little far from the entrance to the forest.
And they kept disappearing,,, and you kept writing more letters
But what you weren't aware of was that a certain Fae was waiting to see your letters on that rock every afternoon, and although at first they seemed strangely cloying, he couldn't stop reading them, keeping them in his little hiding place, and reading them every night. Thinking about how you would look, how your voice would sound singing those words recorded on paper
And while you were pining for that boy sitting across from you, Faebur was pining for you without ever having seen you once Until he decided that due to your shyness, he would be the first to take the step and so when you were on your way to leave a new letter you met someone, or rather something? I mean, he looks like a person, but there is something strange about it. The way he smiles when he sees you and confirms that it's you when he sees the letter in your hands, he approaches you with that loving look and takes the letter in his hands, and while you're still in shock, he opens it carefully and in front of you decides to read out loud the content:
"I would like to be able to get past the diffuse line of strangers , to be the owner of your affection and heart, and I would propose a deal that ensures that my heart, my mind belong to you, as well as my whole being, and you would only need to say yes.
He smiles to himself as he holds close the letter and wraps his hands around yours, then looks straight into your eyes, as if he wanted to touch your soul with his own.
"I share the longing for your human affection, to which the answer is I accept" and as he kisses your hand, you are barely able to tell yourself how much has happened
Now you have a fae boyfriend. :D yes
Funfact: The descriptions in the cards of the person you like, resemble Faebur, type: brown hair, tall, charismatic, etc. that's why he thought they were for him :( he didn't know
I wouldn't know how to continue this so this time i didn't put 2 endings on it.
P.S. Theory anon don't be shy, share the pintboard and the playlist 😔😔 Even if I just got fed I'm always hungry for Faebur content
HhhhhhhoooOOoooooOOOOOOLY SHIT i love this sm i, and no doubt others, need more......... oh my god.......
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harmonysanreads · 1 month
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The "darling being able to see Sunday's high-Fe social mask and avoids it" is so funny.
Because Sunday probably ends up thinking that you will be someone who he doesn't have to pretend around, he can be more free around you because you can see through him. I can even see the attraction being platonic at first before turning into something darker.
But because you can see through him, you know that there's something dangerous about him under that ethereal, beautiful appearance. There's no way you're getting yourself involved with that. Sunday simply wants someone he can be real around :')
But you keep on running away from him :')
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HELLO !!! it's ⚡ anon !!!!
electro archon scara breeding reader in mating press and using electrostim? this can be a continuation of my last electro archon scara ask :3c
also !!!! i can definitely see scara playing the shamisen! he has bachi plectrums, used for playing it, hanging from his hat! i also see him playing the koto, shakuhachi, biwa, shinobue, and more, as well as having a beautiful singing voice and perfect pitch to top it all off... bros jus talented like that.... :3c!!!
HELLO ⚡ ANON!! You're absolutely right. He's just absolutely majestic, and beautiful, it's unreal 💗
Breeding. Afab reader. Electrostim. Breeding. Just Scara being absolutely whipped for you.
Scaramouche who cums right inside your warm walls again, mercilessly thrusting up to hit that spongy spot inside of you. With clawed at his arms, digging your nails into its flesh as your face contorts in pure bliss.
"Hnngh... Scara! Too much!"
You whined, feeling absolutely overstimulated by how long Scara have been fucking you. He leaned in, kissing your tears away as you cried out, your walls spasming around him once again, squirting all over his abdomen.
"Shhh.. it's okay. Scara got you.. he just needs to make you a mommy, that's all.."
And with that, hot ropes of cum spills inside of you again. He already pumped so much of his cum inside of you to the point where you have a bulge, and where some are even leaking out of your pretty cunny!
The thought of you with all pregnant with his own offspring got him burning inside, he just had to pump as much of his cum into you as much as possible! His cock hasn't once softened after all this time, yet it was all soaked in pearly white cum, and by the looks of it, it didn't seem like he would stop soon.
"Sorry angel.. gonna pump more into you, 'kay?"
@ciarchivez
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rissouu · 4 months
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Ony is the yummiest, he deff watches as u do ur makeup and asking about each and every step, he’s also making fun of the face you make when ur trying to focus. But he always complements you after each step.
Ony Brianrot will be the death of me fr 😭👍🏾
omg yes like! im so obsessed.
ony knew how much you loved doing your makeup in the bathroom because the mirror is huge. so most of the time he would already be in there waiting for you.. sometimes he even got your makeup products out for you, if he felt like it.
“wait so what is that you doing now?” he watched you put some type of powder all over your face.. it didn’t make any sense to him, what was that powder even helping with?
“im putting on setting powder boo, it helps the makeup look more smooth,” you always found it cute how concentrated he would be, and how many he would ask questions.
“oh now i see, shit.. it looks good when you blend it all together.”
he let out a low chuckle here and there when he saw your frustration. your mascara kept getting underneath your eye, and you were so ready to just say fuck these bottom lashes. “it always becomes a fuckin’ problem when im damn near done.” you huffed.
“why don’t you just stop tryna go so fast mama? we don’t have to be at the reservation for another 4 hours, take yo’ time.”
another thing you loved about your man, he always knew how to calm you down.
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l13 · 9 months
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Hi 👋🏻
Idk why but I'm having a hard time thinking about anything else but soft Ghost...
Like don't get me wrong, getting destroyed in bed to the point of tears, with or without several other hard kinks is a mouthwatering thought, BUT
Thinking about Ghost being an absolute menace and scaring everyone around the base and field with his reputation alone ... But then being the sweetest and most gentle giant in bed cause there's no need to have that hard exterior/imagine on ... Idk it does things to me
Do you know what i mean?! 🤭❤️
"Slow, baby, slow," ghost's hand on your waist tightens when you roll your hips against him, wanting more from the pace he'd set, so desperately needing him to just fuck you already but he's clicking his tongue, his other hand grabbing yours to intertwine your fingers together. "What's the rush?" he murmurs against your cheek, planting a soft kiss there right after
"I wanna feel you, Simon.." he snaps his hips harder against you at your words, and you grasp at his shoulders, your mouth open in a silent scream, "Can y'feel me now?"
he moans at the way you tighten up in response, his gaze flicking down to watch the way your pussy keeps sucking him in, "C'mon talk to me baby.. Don't you like this?" his thrusts are slooow, but so fucking deep, and the grinds of his hips have you seeing stars. You cross your legs over his ass then, to pull him deeper inside you, if that was even possible, whining against his temple, "I do, I love it.." and he hums, tilting his head up to talk against your lips,
"Wanna take m'time with you, lovie.. Y'feel so fuckin' good,"
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