#character bashing cw??

[nocakesformissedith]

does anyone remember either of these OLD South Park fics????

WARNING FOR SEXUAL ASSAULT, GASLIGHTING, BULLYING, AND OOC/CHARACTER BASHING.

Fanfic 1: Tweek is bullied or ignored by basically everybody- I think Craig in particular. Tweek’s childhood memories are incredibly hazy. Every night Tweek listens to a radio station, I think someone says “goodnight Tweek” or something like that. At one point, Tweek is caught in the bathroom by Kenny. Kenny forces Tweek to preform oral sex on him and then rapes Tweek. (:/ sorry Kenny). Craig finds out and comforts Tweek and promises to help or something like that

That night, Tweek listens to the radio station again and hears a man screaming in agony as dogs bark and growl. Uh later Tweek goes to a party with Craig and people are a bit nicer to him. In particular Tweek talks to Damien & Pip and Christophe & Gregory. Tweek goes to the kitchen alone where he’s cornered by Kenny who says “I was eaten alive by dogs because of you.” Kenny grabs Tweek and mistakes Tweek’s fear for flirting and starts trying to assault him again, but he’s stopped by Christophe who tells him to “take [his] punishment like a man.” Kenny is thrown out. Tweek is suspicious of what’s going on.

Later at home, Tweek calls or is called by Damien, who tries to evade Tweek’s questioning but eventually just tells him “do not trust Craig.” Tweek dreams about/remembers that he used to be close friends with Craig. At one point he went with Craig and his family to a vacation on some island. Somehow (I think the plane crashed maybe??) they get stranded. Craig’s sister (called Ruby here I think) is killed and cannibalized. Tweek realizes that Craig erased Tweek’s memory of his childhood AND everyone’s memory of being friends with Tweek, hence why he’s so outcasted.

Craig comes over and Tweek confronts him, angrily saying that Craig “ruined [his] life.” Craig gets quiet and then grabs Tweek, saying “I ruined your life, huh? Well why don’t I just make you forget about all that?” Tweek realizes what’s going to happen and struggles to get away, but he’s unable to escape and Craig’s eyes glow bright blue.

Tweek has no memory of the events before. He’s best friends (or boyfriends??) with Craig and everyone is nice enough to him. Despite everyone being nice, Tweek is apprehensive of most of them for reasons he doesn’t understand (I think he has flashbacks of past bullying). Dip and Gregstophe seem upset with Craig.

Bebe later traps Tweek in the bathroom, saying that Kenny told her he was good at giving head, before she forces Tweek to preform cunnilingus on her. (:/ sorry Bebe). As a coping mechanism, Tweek dissociated and imagines he’s in an ice cream shop licking an ice cream cone that won’t melt. Craig barges in and Tweek is taken out of his daydream, confused. Bebe is terrified and tries to downplay it, but Craig is furious and won’t hear it, saying that he told everyone no one else could touch Tweek— it’s unclear if Craig realizes the sexual assault that was happening or if he thought it was consensual, but either way he’s pissed and jealous. Craig beats the shit out of Bebe. And Ahhhh I think this is all I remember. The Bebe stuff might have happened before Tweek gets his memories back idk.

Fanfic 2: The entire fic is in Tweek’s POV except the very end Tweek is an unreliable narrator and is very paranoid and freaked out especially by Craig.

Craig keeps calling Tweek and telling him he loves him. Tweek tells him to stop saying that.

Craig forcefully partners up with Tweek for a class project, and at home (I cannot remember if it was Tweek’s or Craig’s), while working together Craig starts being creepy and Tweek is scared. Craig (whike sweet talking all the while) grabs a pair of scissors and cuts Tweek deeply, continuously asking why Tweek did that to himself and then taking care of him.

Everyone thinks Tweek did it, i think there’s some physical evidence he did it to himself or they can’t find evidence Craig did it?? Idk.

Kenny dies, I think he and Tweek were friends, Tweek’s mental state gets worse. He suspects Craig. At Kenny’s funeral, Tweek has a panic attack and runs off into the woods. Craig finds him and tries to comfort him beforeforcefully gives him medicine that makes him pass out.

Later Craig calls Tweek and says creepy romantic things, Tweek freaks out, runs out and goes to a playground. Craig finds him and talks him down.

Tweek realizes that he has been paranoid the whole time— Craig really does love and want to help him, he really is “crazy,” and must have cut himself. He apologizes to Craig, says I love you back (while still being scared and not fully meaning it), and walks away with Craig.

Last sentence is Craig’s POV where he hides the scissors in his pocket and thinks about how much he loves Tweek, how he’s been stalking him and how he basically gaslit Tweek into being with him- making him think he cut himself etc.

???? Ring any bells for anyone??

#cringe cringe I know but idc #south park #fanfiction #fanfic #old fanfic #deleted fanfiction #?? #sp creek #sp fanfiction #south park fanfiction #gaslighting cw #rape cw #character bashing cw?? #abuse cw

[sonik-kun]

"If Jiang Cheng is all about debts, he should repay his debts to Wen Qing and Wen Ning!"

What debts? The two were from a sect that decimated his own. Be it willingly or not, they occupied the burned remains of his sect and helped the war effort on the Wen side (whilst assisting WWX and JC, but bear in mind, WQ only did it begrudgingly due to the risks associated with asissiting them. It's funny that y'all would jump to her defence whilst shitting on JC when she was in the exact same position he was in btw. But that's a debate for another day~).

Expecting him to pay a debt to the people that were, to at least some degree, complicit in numerous genocides is pretty messed up.

Even then, JC DID vouch for them to express his gratitude for helping him and WWX to escape and get their parent's remains back. But the other leaders shut him down when he did and scoffed at him. I feel like I've said this so many times on here, but he was in no position to argue any further on the matter. Especially when a more established sect leader like LXC was shut down, too.

As for the core transfer that he didn't consent to, how can he thank someone for that when he never knew it had happened in the first place?? Or asked for, for that matter?? The whole thing made him feel shitty anyway when he found out about it.

WQ and WWX, although both had good intentions, still had no right to experiment on him like that and keep this very invasive secret from him for so long, too. You can't just do something for someone without them knowing or consenting and expect them to repay that "debt" when you find yourself in a pinch. That's kinda like blackmail and is very coercive.. Something WWX and the Wen sibs are certainly not..

Then there's the situation with WN. Sure, he could be thankful for WN helping to get him to safety and treating his wounds (which, see my earlier point, JC did express gratitude.) But that opportunity kinda all fizzled out when WN killed JZX (I know it was an accident due to him being under the influence of DC but let's be real. That resentment is going to be there. Espeically since the topic greatly upsets JL soooo).

Even all that aside, you seriously can't expect JC to "repay his debts" and help WN and WQ out of that situation when the whole CW was against them. Helping them was suicidal and would bring on the wrath of the other major sects. And we all saw how that went for WWX (as JC rightly predicted)..

Had JC sided with the Wens and took them in to "pay his debts," he would have dragged the whole of his sect into the siege that happened soon after. This would mean more innocents would have been involved, and it would be the destruction of Lotus Pier all over again (and quite possibly the destruction of the Jiang, too). JC had to prioritise his own people. He would be a shit leader otherwise.

I feel as though some of y'all put some unrealistic expectations on JC when assessing his character. Especially when you compare him to the others in the story (returning back to my point I made earlier about him and WQ and how similar they both are).

On the topic of "debts" though, I would also like to argue that doing a good deed out of the kindness of your heart shouldn't be seen as a debt. And if you do something with the expectation that someone would do something for you back in kind, wouldn't that make you a shitty person? Is that what you're implying the Wen sibs are (or should be) ? Self-serving people who only help others if something is to be gained? 🤨

But what about the "debt" JC goes on about, you might ask? Oh, you mean the PROMISE that WWX made HIMSELF? That he would stay by JC's side? And be his subordinate? To fulfil his role as promised and expected of him?

That wasn't a debt.

WWX construed it as being one, but it doesn't fit the criteria, honestly. What WWX had was an obligation. He made that promise himself, and JC held him to it. It wasn't one JC forced him into as some form of servitiude, nor was it made in return for bed and board or something.

We know JC isn't truly about holding debts over others. If he was, he would have dangled his own sacrifice over WWX and used that to guilt trip him instead. Or force him to pay him back in kind. But he never did. Why? Because he loved WWX, and he didn't want him to feel "indebted" to him. Especially when WWX revealed his feelings of "letting go and moving on" to him.

You could go on forever about debts and who owes who what, but the thing is, each of these characters have hurt eachother in one way or another that at this point, the notion of who owes what doesn't matter anymore. The situation is far more complex than that. That's why all "debts" were dropped at the end, and JC and WWX just moved on. I feel that was the message MXTX tried to convey in her work. About moving on and letting go of grudges. Perhaps JC antis should take on that advice? And move on too?

#canon jiang cheng #jiang cheng #jiang wanyin #mo dao zu shi #mxtx mdzs #mdzs #the untamed #the grandmaster of demonic cultivation #again not character bashing here #but looking at things from JCs pov i can see why he wouldn't want to help them tbh #we cant all be crazy heroes like our mc 😂 #and thats okay #we all have our priorities #wwx prioritised the lives of the persecuted and jc priotised the lives of his sect and his remaining family (and arguably the cw too) #and both are valid #enough talking about debts when none existed in the first place

[kanohivolitakk]

Major spoilers for the latest VOTGB chapter, if anyone cares.

CW for potential character bashing below. If you love a certain toa of Air introduced in the story serials and can't handle negative opinions of your favorite characters, I'd advise to not read further.

THEY KILLED OFF LESOVIKK LETS FUCKING GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.

Ok, on a more serious note I think Lesovikks death was handled pretty well. As a character, Lesovikk is largely defined by his desire for revenge and a sense of atonement. Throughout his story Lesovikk wanted to find closure, find a means to close the wound of trauma he had recieved millenias ago. Which is why his life was defined by revenge, by hunting down those who hurt and wronged him. But ultimately, revenge is hollow. Had Lesovikk continued pursuing his revenge, he'd essentially fall to the cycle Velika was taking advantage of. As such Lesovikk chose to sacrifice himself for the greater good rather than pursue endless vendetta. While an argument can be made that Lesovikk should've survived, his death does give a tragic albeit poetically fitting end to his character and reinforce larger themes over personal responsibility for the greater good over ones personal goals and desires.

Ngl, his death makes Lesovikks existence in the story as an unnecessary filler character almost worth it.

Almost.

#kirika talks #bionicle #cw character hate #not tagging the character im bashing but if people want me to tag just to catalogue i will do so

[bespectacledbun]

⚠️ [EN SPOILERS] ⚠️ 

some thoughts regarding a certain part of luke’s main route. kind of a vent about the localization, but not really that deep. under the cut for spoilers. tw/cw for mentions of sexual assault.

so I was reading luke’s route during election to use tickets for lucky time and I got to chapters 13 and 14 of his route— the part where he explains his origins and how his parents met to a horrified mc. and it has a flashback to Sariel explaining Luke’s origins to him in a flashback:

and..... I kind of feel like it was. downplayed in a sense? I understand ikepri is an otome first and foremost, but it’s already delved into a whole host of admittedly very dark topics, including abuse, depression, suicide, PTSD, war, and slavery. so it’s not as if this is the first time they’ve covered something that would need a trigger warning. this is the exact same dialogue line in the JP version:

Sariel: “That night... the king assaulted and raped your mother like a beast”

the information is the same but the wording is much more explicit in comparison. in the en version.... it feels like they tried to sanitize it (not the right word) so that the game wouldn’t be too dark. which, like, given all the other awful shit that already happens in game and with the other suitors, is a weird move imo. I feel like the localizers shouldn't have shied away from translating the line directly.

I can kind of guess WHY the line was changed, because ikepri jp and ikepri en were marketed as two different games. ikepri jp from the get-go was supposed to be a mature romance meant for adults, with dark topics included. ikepri en, on the other hand, was a cute fairytale-esque love story with no mention of how dark the game could really be. but the downside of that is a lot of players were underprepared for all the triggering stuff that the game actually has (ive seen many, many, many comments and tags on my posts about how ikepri was much darker than people expected). 

so with the atmosphere that ikepri en set up for itself, I guess that could be one reason why they chose to use different wording for that specific dialogue. but to me what ends up happening is the en version (unintentionally) downplays the severity of what happened with the previous king and Luke’s mother. 

“he forced himself onto your mother” doesn’t carry the same weight and severity that “he raped your mother” holds, from my view. it doesn’t really convey the level of trauma that Luke’s mother endured for the rest of her life because of what happened to her. what happened to her was rape, and I feel it should have been called as such in the game, not by a euphemism

#ikepri #ikepri en spoilers #cw rape #tw rape #again reminder that I tag for my archive not for my posts to be found in the search #and nobody is forced to agree or disagree with my views #also this is not me bashing Luke or his character I think the character is fine #this one specific bit of translation just really bothered me #I feel like they could have avoided that word if they didnt want to trigger people #but still found a way to actually convert the severity of the king's actions #this word choice did not do any of that imo

[dmclemblems]

I’ve been seeing this go around for days on end now.

it baffles me how people are actually trying to devalue Faerghus and Dimitri in particular to say “Edelgard is right” because of Sreng (mind you this is mostly angry Claude fans too and basically like, just the Claude fans who don’t actually care about nuance and will just side with whatever side Claude is "on”). like... do people not realize that Dimitri and Faerghus as a whole aren’t responsible for what Sreng does and are not all Matthias and Sylvain?

“the guy who was captured, Sylvain said he’s the one who left them but he was a war prisoner”

first of all:

when people say this I already know they don’t understand wtf they’re talking about because they missed the nuance to point of that sentence. he didn’t say that as “we captured you and we’re mad you didn’t submit to us and that you ran away”, he said it as to meant he thought they (Sylvain and Miklan in particular. maybe Matthias too but the brothers were not responsible for the man’s capture) were forming a bond and that he was disappointed that the guy left.

the commander says “I heard your brother kicked off” and Sylvain says “you’re the one who left us”, which reads to me that the implication is Sylvain and Miklan and not necessarily Sylvain and Matthias but could include Matthias.

he’s not saying he’s upset that a war prisoner took the first chance he got to run away and go back home. he’s saying that he thought they were forming a bond (and again, Sylvain isn’t responsible for his capture so if he was forming a bond with the man, it stands to reason he might be sad because he thought if they could be friends that he could do something to change the state of their lands. and i repeat, Sylvain isn’t responsible for anything Matthias did). Sylvain wasn’t just talking about the man running away physically. he was upset because the Sreng attacks continued and he felt that whatever bond they had, at least to Sylvain, meant nothing to the guy, or that if it did that he didn’t make any effort to make things better between their lands by going over Matthias’ head to Sylvain and Miklan).

second of all:

people are just using this shit as an excuse to bash Dimtiri and it’s idiotic. oh no, how dare Matthias do the things he does!!! ...okay but Dimitri and Sylvain both want peace with Sreng and are tired of fighting. Rodrigue wants peace with Sreng and is planning to learn their language (presumably for peace talks and to avoid fighting, and Sylvain already speaks some of Sreng’s language). not only is Sylvain studying their language, but when he spoke Fodlan’s language, Dimitri says he “got through to” the Sreng commander, meaning yes, there was something there and that’s what upset Sylvain. maybe the commander didn’t feel the same way! but Sylvain had hope that they could stop all the fighting.

maybe Matthias should’ve retired and passed his title down to heir to make it easier for their House to manage things since Sylvain wasn’t the one to capture the man, similar to how Erwin settled the issues Gloucester was facing by giving his title to Lorenz (which worked, and not only that but Lorenz settled other issues that plagued their House as well once Erwin wasn’t the Count anymore). but either way, Sylvain isn’t the one who did what Matthias did.

did he word it oddly given the exact situation? yeah. did he mean harm by it? no. does it mean Dimitri and all of Faerghus are terrible because of it? no.

lastly:

that shit is like saying the entire empire is a trash heap because someone doesn’t like Edelgard. it’s wild to me how Edelgard stans bash all of Faerghus just because they don’t like Dimitri (and I have never seen a single good, legitimate reason for a Dimitri hater to hate him other than his policies and beliefs not being identical to Edelgard’s. I saw those same people hate Claude too until Claude “sided” with her and then they suddenly loved him. in other words they don’t care about the character’s personality, just that they suck up to their uwu emperor).

literally the people bashing Dimitri and Faerghus for this shit are just REACHING and looking for anything and using incorrect information and petty and incorrect arguments. consider: people who don’t like Edelgard don’t hate the whole Empire! why? because they don’t like her, not the entire place! not everything that happens there means it was started by her! imagine if I straight up blamed Ferdinand for the shit Edelgard does. same with Leicester. imagine if I wasn’t happy with Claude and looked at Lorenz and went “this is all totally your fault”. vice versa, if Lorenz did something wrong, imagine if I blamed Claude for that. it’s stupid.

I see this shit going around about how people are being “nationalists” about Faerghus, like... just because played Hopes and determined they were the most stable and reasonable country of the three doesn’t mean they’re nationalists? are you people five years olds who can’t read, listen, or understand?

oh but i bet im a nationalist for faerghus.

lorenz, get out the wedding ring. im a nationalist. (there is irony in that statement and if you don’t get it and actually think I’m this derogatory nationalist term you’re going around using for regular faerghus fans and lovers, you’re part of the problem)

nobody cares if you don’t like a fictional thing as long as you’re not going into their spaces and bashing the things they enjoy, on top of that using any incorrect arguments you can possibly awkwardly piece together in your mind to bash other human beings for having a preference or likes.

#cw: discourse #imagine being a fan of a character and liking that character and so you go into other people's spaces #and you bash anything that isn't identical to the character you like #boo hoo sylvain worded something oddly boo hoo hoo clearly all of faerghus is a trash heap bc of it #clearly dimitri is a horrible person bc he learned from his father's death that trying to immediately change people's way of life #was probably a really fucking bad idea seeing as he got assassinated for that shit #Baron Dominic didn't even agree with Lambert and he didn't pull out a weapon over it #he told his killers they should've made a formal protest bc evidently Baron Dominic is only of the only intelligent people in all of Fodlan #as far as the nobles and rich kiddos in power are concerned. poor guy must have his hands full surrounded by idiots #DCE Comments

[harley-style]

Reading the Homestuck Epilogues 2 (parts 11-20)

Ayo this time its parts 11-20 lets go!!

⬇️Click here to read part 1 ⬇️

Dave needs john to be way more specific than “you and karkat look cute together”, what a dumbass.

“You make cute friends” nevermind we have TWO (2) dumbasses.

Okay i will admit my bias for davekat is obvious here im sorry ill stop

Well if it makes you feel better dave im also very fucking in a mess about my own identity so

“Because jade” is such an apt fucking description.

JOHN YOU DO NOT FLIP A FUCKING COIN TO CHOOSE WHO YOU DATE W H A T

So this is off to a great start.

I cant even comment on part 12.

Oh no, what?

OH. OH NO. MOTHERFUCKER DONT DO IT.

THE HOE FUCKING DID IT. FUCK.

I’m sorry, they let Dave carry W h a t.

This is unsettling. Props to Dave and Roxy for heartfelt eulogies, but FUCK whatever gamzee’s up to.

Okay i caNNOT read his quirk, im sorry.

JOHN IM GONNA FUCKING STRANGLE YOU

Okay but as someone who 100% knows why dirk did what he did I fully endorse and support John slapping some pointy-shade-bastard’s ass into the fucking concrete. Dgmw i love dirk but. He has made several decisions that i happen to find “not-poggers”.

Oh, fuck. He lost them.

Getting hitched seems a bit too forward but ok

Catch the boquet or else is a red flag, folks.

John you’re right on the nose. I want jade to be happy with dave and kat but the way she’s doing it is. Forceful?

Oh. John and roxy did the. Oh.

Yeah uhm. I also. Really dont adore how davejadekat is going rn.

TEREZI IS THE LITERAL FUCKING BEST SHE’S SO SMART

John is losing it and honestly i dont blame him i would too

Jane. Baby. Sweetheart. N O.

Jane you are literally being so fucking xenophobic right now.

Jesus fucking christ gamzee. And jane. What the fuck.

I really do feel bad for jake. He’s like the butt of the meta joke all the time.

Okay but it concerns me that these kids arent even 30 and theyre thinking about kids? GUYS. YOU’RE YOUNG. CHILL OUT WITH THE CHILD REARING, GOOD LORD ABOVE.

Okay there is a corpse. Oh my god.

Also guys i know im davekat biased but it really is clear to me that out if everyone here they have the healthiest dynamic in that their only flaw is being in denial about there being a relationship. Like. Somethinf that can be fixed if theyre left alone by literally eveyrone else and their issues.

Oh we’re getting political

Yknow, part of why i like reading rn is because its escapism from really heavy issues? Yeah i uhm. Am struggling with part 20. But i love karkat and he is always right so.

Oh is this why davekat fell apart in candy

Why, Jane, don’t you know like calls to like? If you find yourself surrounded by clowns, that’s your own goddamn fault.

And that’s another reading sesh done folks! I’ll be honest I’m losing my goddamn mind. I’m genuinely worried about the fictional politics between these dumbasses and how theyre tearing this family apart. Where the fuck is Mr. Crocker and why is he not policing these kids??? Theyre CLEARLY in over their heads? God….

Okay i know i call them kids when theyre like three years older than i am but still.

Anyway thank you guys for joining me again i hope you had a laugh watching me rage over the homestuck caste being fucking idiots. I’ll see y’all next time in part 3! (Lmk if i should put any tags for y’all to be warned about i am a simple dumbass and cant catch everything)

#homestuck #homestuck epilogues #reading the homestuck epilogues #john egbert #dave strider #karkat vantas #jade harley #jane crocker #jake english #this cast brings me pain #cw unhealthy relationships #tw suicide #bc dirk….yeah. #cw xenophobia #tw corpse #character death #the salt of jane crocker #wait no should i salt jade and just bash jane #like i love jade but she isnt currently it rn #and jane is just #the less said about her behavior the better. #spoilers

[sintheyokai]

Me, making a whole ass gif for LBMR week? It’s more likely than you think

Day 5 for the @laytonbrothersbirthdaybash was Comeback, and so obviously I made a sfducking thing for my lbmr AU (TWICE DAMMIT CAUSE I HAVE ONE FOR DAY 7 TOO) because you can pry this motherfucker from my cold, dead hands.

Listen, it was just too perfect- in this AU, Lucy also has DID and a very dark backstory cause i’m angsty like that, and in the first two main stories of my series here, both of these personalities make a comeback into our favorite detective constable’s life. Now! On to the gif!!

Lots of CW here under the cut: Excessive amounts of blood and bruises, nudity (NOT COMPLETELY THE ONE IS WEARING A BRA PLEASE TUMBLR DON’T SNIPE ME OUTTA THE SKY), weapon imagery, water (i figured i’d let people who are afraid know)

praying to the tumblr gods to not fuck up the quality

and here is the full, non-GIFed image:

I had a lot of fun with this and even though it’s very personally self indulgent I love this so much.

#lbmr birthday bash 2022 #lbmr;week #lucy baker #lucy baker lbmr #original character #layton brothers #layton brothers mystery room #layton #layton series #Layton Brothers: Mystery Room #lbmr #digital art #my art #fan art #cw blood #cw scars #cw bruises #cw mild nudity #ocs #cw water #animated gif #gif #cw weapon

[graham--folger]

i personally cannot wait until the day i finally snap :)

#this is inspired by many things but namely me walking in from work today just in time to hear my suitemates being transphobic #like. openly bashing trans people #in our living room #and granted i am not out to anyone irl #but i have never wanted to come out so badly. i just want to see the fucking looks on their faces #it would be fucking hilarious #‘sorry turns out not everyone’s a bigot and there are in fact repercussions for feeling okay openly bashing people <3’ #GOD #vent #transphobia cw #their vibes were already Off but this 100% confirms it. i remain an immaculate judge of character <3 #alex’s inane ramblings

[ickadori]

++ 𝐘𝐔𝐉𝐈, 𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈, 𝐓𝐎��𝐈, 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎

[cws] reader is gn except for in toji’s -> reader has breasts/vagina. tojis’ is also a bit ‘spicy’ but no smut. unedited. short little blurbs for each character.

𝐘𝐔𝐉𝐈 gets lost in your kisses. It’s one of his favorite pastimes — tugging you down into his lap when the two of you are by yourself and giving you that dopey smile, a low drawl of ‘can I have a kiss?’ leaving his mouth, and you never hesitate before you’re dipping your head down and fulfilling his request.

His hands start off on your hips, gently kneading them above your clothes, lightly trailing up and down your sides as the kiss is in the chaste stage; close-mouthed, eyes just barely shut, and soft sighs being breathed out every now and then.

Yuji loves these soft, sweet kisses, it reminds him that in a world full of vile curses driven by killing and maiming, he’s got someone as sweet as you to come back to and make him feel better about the world, let him know that this is why he risks his life everyday, to keep you safe and sweet and ignorant to the horrors lurking in the shadows.

As much as he loves these kisses, they don’t last long before his tongue is breaching past your lips to rub against your own, eyes fluttering shut as his hands become more bold. They slip around to grab fistfuls of your ass, calloused fingers sinking into the flesh as he drags you further up his lap, until you’re seated right on top of the lump in his sweats and he’s swallowing down your moans.

“Yu-ji,” you’re always the first to pull away, eyes glossy and lips swollen as you take in haggard breaths, and Yuji likes to take that time to watch you; take in all your painfully pretty features and commit it to memory so he can recall it clearly at a later time, when he’s missing you terribly and there’s an empty feeling in his chest, which always happens the moment he steps foot outside your apartment.

𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈 loves your kisses most after work, when he’s back in his safe haven, the outside world immediately forgotten once he crosses the threshold of your shared apartment. He chuckles to himself when he hears your feet padding across the floor just as he’s put his key in the door, and your face is the first thing he sees when it opens.

You always hug him first, arms winding around his waist as he feels you smile into his chest, and he feels you sag against him, relieved that he’s made it home another day.

“I’m so glad you’re home.” And he’s glad to be home - it shows in his eyes, every emotion in them bared for you to see, shows in his shoulders, no longer stiff and tense, shows in his hands, how they move to cradle your face and tilt your head up so he can get a proper look at you. “You look tired, Kento.”

He is, utterly exhausted, but never too exhausted to indulge himself in you at the end of each day. “And you look beautiful.” You grow bashful at the comment, and a soft smile settles on his face as he dips his head down, eyes lidded and heavy as he parts his lips.

You meet him halfway, hands moving to twist into the material of his shirt as your lips meet, and he revels in your sharp intake of breath when he licks into your mouth, tongue brushing against the roof of your mouth.

He always tries to get as close to you as he can, one arm hooking around your waist to pull you flush against him, while his free hand cradles the back of your head, lips moving in tandem.

When he’s got you in his arms, it’s as if he’s stolen his very own slice of paradise, and he doesn’t ever plan on letting it go.

𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈 likes to make you think your kisses aren’t wanted, that you’re more desperate for him than he is for you, despite the both of you being very much aware that it’s the other way around, but Toji loves a little game every now and then.

He’s lounged out on your sofa, legs spread and arms stretched along the back of it, and his eyes are trained on the television, completely ignoring (trying to, anyways), the way you press yourself into his side, face turned up in a pout as your fingers dance along his chest.

“I thought you came here to see me, Toji, not some dumb movie.” You huff, and then you’re climbing into his lap, lips pursed and eyes narrowed as you straddle him.

“I came here to stick my dick in you, and I did, now I’m relaxing.” He sighs out, his head tipping back as the corner his mouth quirks up in a smirk. “Won’t you stop pestering me.”

“Mm-mm,” you give a shake of your head, tracing over the superficial scratches lining his shoulders, courtesy of none other than you. “I want a kiss.”

“Your shitty neighbors’ been wanting to fuck you since you moved in, get one from him.”

“I want one from you, Toji. Give me one.” Your fingers slip up into his hair, toying with the black strands just at the nape of his neck. He gives a heavy sigh, a low chuckle sounding when you give him an annoyed expression.

“Take it then, since you’re so desperate.”

“Says the one who practically begged me to leave work early because they were so desperate to fuc—” His lips crash against yours, hands flying to your waist as the kiss starts off rough, sloppy and desperate. It’s a mess of tongue, teeth and spit, your hands pulling at his as his slip underneath the thin cami you wear to grope at your chest.

Your hips grind down into his lap, clothed cunt running over his bulge, and he grunts when you sink your teeth into his bottom lip, soothing the resulting sting with a swipe of your tongue. You pull away, and he moves his face to the crook of your neck, lips leaving hot, open-mouthed kisses there.

“I only asked for one kiss, y’know.” You sound breathless, hips steadily rocking into his. “You might wanna stop now, before I start thinking you actually like me.” He grins against your skin, fingers blindly moving to the seat of your shorts and roughly tugging it to the side, his other freeing himself from his pants.

“It’s a bit too late for that now, isn’t it?”

𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎’𝐒 kisses are never ending. No matter where you two are or what you’re doing, his lips will always find themselves on some part of your body.

He can’t help it, or rather he doesn’t try to. He’s gotten everything he’s ever wanted since he was a child, and he doesn’t care to change that now in his adult years. He wants you, so he’ll have you, whenever the need strikes him, which seems to be whenever you’re around.

“You have to go, Satoru.” You chide as you turn your head to avoid his kiss, a petulant pout gracing his face when his lips meet your cheek instead. “Your phone has been ringing nonstop.”

“‘S not important—really, it isn’t.” His nose pushes into your cheek, lips peppering kisses along your jawline. “Not like you, anyways.”

“People could die, Satoru.”

“I could die.” A dramatization to some, but entirely serious for him. “I could have a heart attack from withdrawals or something, baby. I’m addicted.” He presses a loud, wet kiss to the corner of your mouth, and you can’t help the giggle that slips out, your hands moving to push at his chest as he steadily tries to lay you back against the couch. “And addicts aren’t supposed to quit cold turkey, you have to wean ‘em off, y’know.”

“You’re so annoying.” Your back meets the cushions as he hovers over you, strands of white hanging down and tickling the sides of your face. “Just one kiss, okay? And then you have to go right after.” He smiles, tongue swiping out to wet his lips.

“Yeah yeah, just one…thousand.”

“I heard that!”

#jjk x reader #yuji x reader #nanami x reader #toji x reader #gojo x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader

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wind pillar || shinazugawa sanemi × f! reader

cw! - sanemi behavior, smut (public sex, degradation, unprotected sex)

requests : open

nsfw under the cut

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green fields, red roofs, a little path leading into a forest. little girls wearing cream colored yukatas while walking hand in hand, chatting happily. those little scenes pass you by quickly, as you sat next to shinazugawa sanemi on the infamous mugen train. it was quiet and empty, probably because of everything that happened here before.

ten minutes ago, sanemi and you boarded mugen train for a mission all the way in niigata prefecture. a snowy, mountainous region, which means excruciating work for your body. niigata - that's a long, three hour ride - obviously, you instantly claimed the window seat of your booth and with an exaggerated sigh, the pillar sat next to you, reading through some details of your mission. and since then, it's been unbearably quiet.

you met sanemi six months ago - mitsuri dragged you along to one of the hashiras drinking parties. obviously, she noticed you eyeing the wind hashira with a blush and instantly pulled you into the women's bathroom. "sanemi?" she sqeaked with a quick twirl, it's no use denying, so you nodded with a bashful smile. quickly, she filled you into his relationship status and gave you a brief overview of his character, "he's a challenge, (y/n). you're gonna love it, though, I know your type, he's that... times a million." with a new-found confidence, (after two peptalks from your friend), you downed another sake shot and made your way over to sanemi, who stood outside, smoking a kiseru.

"that's impressive" you commented, after he puffed out the smoke in a circle. watching it disintegrate into the night, he spoke "it's nothing. my dad, that wretched bastard, could do jellyfishes." turning to look at you, he gave you a lopsided grin. "don't have a good relationship with your dad?" you asked. that question painted the rest of the night, both of you drunkenly talking about your parents for hours, refusing to leave the inn.

the train stopped at the first station of your trip, thirty minutes have passed. you watched as the only other person in your wagon left and nobody else entered. "so it's just us two, huh?" you said, looking at sanemi with a slight twinkle in your eyes. he looked back, watching you blink seductively, and sighed, "what the fuck are you implying, (y/n)?". leaning back, he studied you, waiting for one of your annoying replies. "I'm just saying..." you started, voice barely above a whisper, trailing a vein on his muscular arm, "nobody else is here." you purred into his ear. quickly, you pulled away and turned your attention back to the scenery outside, "not like your would do it here" you added, waiting for him to snap. sighing, he shuffled closer to you, grabbing your waist, "you really think I won't fuck you on this train, bitch? I'd have you bouncing on my cock at the imperial palace, I don't give a shit." sanemi lifted you onto his lap, so you could feel his hardening cock pulsing beneath you, "bet you'd like that, whore, hm?" he pressed, you kept your lips shut, just slightly grinding against his dick with soft rolls of your hips. impatient, he grabbed your face, lowering you dangerously close to his lips, "I asked you a fucking question." you could feel the air of his words blowing against your mouth. "yes" you said, immediately pressing your lips against his. nibbling on his lower lip, you wrapped your arms around his neck, pressing him closer to you. slowly, he pressed his tongue through your lips, intertwining it with yours, as he moved his hands from your thighs to flip your skirt over, revealing your soaked underwear. "fuck" he rasped, you could feel his dick twitching through his pants.

as you busied yourself undoing his belt, sanemi peeked outside. fortunately, he couldn't see the next station, but decided to hurry anyway. "quick", he whispered hotly against your ear as you freed his fat, pulsing cock. you spit into your hand and began to jerk his girth, watching pre drip down, as he pushed your panties to the side, burying two of his fingers inside your wet pussy. instantly, he pressed his other hand over your mouth to muffle your moans and pulled his fingers, coated in your juices, out. "sit down, pretty girl." sanemi insisted and you wasted no time, navigating his cock to your pussy. feeling his head against your entrance, you sank down, biting one of his fingers to muffle your shout. although you're soaked, the stretch burned ; he filled you to the brim and you were sure he'd penetrate your cervix before your ass even met his balls. impatiently, sanemi pressed his hips up, to bury himself completely in the ecstacy that is your pussy. he wasted no time and started thrusting quickly, the noise echoed obscenely against the walls of the train, mixing with the rattling against rails. quickly, he found your clit, rubbing it in circles, while watching your tits bounce at his brutal pace. your juices dripped down his balls, onto the seat, while you drooled against his hand. as your pussy clenched and pulsed against his dick, your thighs started to tremble and your back arched deliciously, you felt like you were falling down, before an unearthly orgasm hit you. feeling the way your pussy spasmed, sanemi rasped curses under his breath and with a few, messy, thrusts, he spilled his warm, sticky cum deep inside you.

"tickets, please!" the conducter shouted as he entered your wagon. both of your hair was messy and you opened the window to get rid of the smell, although the wind was icy. you're so glad you packed double the amount of panties you usually would.

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↠ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ : giyuu x reader smut ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀૮ • ﻌ • ა ain't nothin' but a hound dog!

cw; hybrid!characters, mentions of knotting & rut cycles. scent kink. panty/underwear things. some genital specific hcs.

Hound!Baji was easy enough to share a roof with, but as he adjusts to being the only hybrid in the house, he gets a little too big for his britches & forgoes his respect for you, not honoring the space as something you two share - but that he allows you to exist in. Now he’s stubborn to share - never mind a room; and especially not a bed.

And when he realizes you don’t have it in to argue with him, he stakes his claim on most things in the house. He's become aggressively territorial to the point you don't even have to be actively threatening his space for him to bully you.

He doesn't have a problem with mounting you to remind you who's the alpha in this house. His cock presses into you with the intention to make you submit, since you so often forget your place.

penis'd

establishing a hierarchy is paramount because Baji will feel actively threatened with you in the house after a point. He'll expect several things of you from that point forward; and no, he doesn't care if it's humiliating, or 'not something humans ought to do' - as the only member of his pack, (nevermind it's your fucking house, he is the pack leader) as soon as you're in the house he's trying to stick his dick in your ass, get all that earthen 'outside' smell off of you. Constant scenting, constant marking (he does it with his cum because he's fucking de-gen-er-ate), and your coworkers start complaining about how you and your office smell like cock & cum.

Hybrid trainers and recommended routines don't work on that dog. He's just hellbent on being bad to the bone, rearranging your guts til you send him to the pound.

pussy'd

he is too up his own own ass to think you threaten his status, (wait until he finds out about your strap,) and as a result you can slink about your house without much issue beyond Baji getting a little in his ways, in his feelings and cornering you between your granite counter top; get you better acquainted with his knot since he always imagined rounding you out with pups some time..

And he will, eventually. You've got this fat little pussy that drives him mad, pheromones don't work on you but they are all he can smell and he won't be satisfied until he can sniff out himself pouring off of you in waves - the litter of pups growing inside you cementing you as his for the rest of your natural lives.

Dog!Hanma is always hiding. But he's more playful than Baji, he's hiding to surprise you of course; though more often than not he's not the most honest. Sometimes he'll stay hiding when he shouldn't be looking.

Maybe he came into the closet to try and spook you, but he quickly forgot and ended up aimless and in the dark with nothing to do; but when he tries to leave,

You're passed out on the bed. At least that's what it looks like, but as he swings it open and he slinks out without a sound, that's when he hears you moan.

His ears snap up at attention, his head nearly bashed against your bedpost as he tries to angle himself to -

"Fuuuuck." you growl as you cum on your fingers for the second time tonight , agitated with the feeling of your own flesh, clawing at the sheet as you toss it over yourself and turn off the light. The scent sticks to his nose like blood to a hound and he's just … dogged about ya.

He starts stealing your underwear and other garments sometimes just so he can smell you all over again, soiling the cloth with his seed before the end of the night. He just hopes you don't notice how often your favorite pairs go missing.

Wolf!Taiju doesn't live close to people on purpose, so when you stumble into his neck of the woods, he's annoyed. He can smell your campfires and your food and you and he thinks he hates all of it,

Until he sees your sleeping face, screwed up in discomfort as you shudder from the cold. You look like an experienced hiker, the kind that usually goes missing this far north. 

Courtesy of him of course. Self-aggrandizing aside, Taiju takes a liking to something about you. You two meet formally when you get targeted by another feral & he doesn't hesitate to come to your rescue, and as per your irritating human custom, you demand to help him. Pay his kindness forward.

You have the audacity to look shocked when he tears your shorts to shreds, his breath hot on your ear as he raises your hips and uses you to get off,

his rut making coherent decision-making rather difficult.

#tokyo revengers #tokrev smut #tokyo revengers smut #baji keisuke x reader #hanma shuji x reader #taiju shiba x reader #taiju shiba smut #baji keisuke smut #hanma shuuji smut #🌩️ L1GHTN1NG_STRIKE5.pdf

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stormfront.

⋯⁂ Summary: watching storms from the safety of your own home can be relaxing, but getting stuck in one when in the middle of nowhere doesn’t have many benefits… but with him, he has that chance to make it worthwhile…or worthless.

⋯⁂ a/n: ty to my bbg for providing this idea. it was very fun to write! enjoy!

⋯⁂ w.c: 411 (albedo). 500 (neuvillette). 618 (freminet). 559 (cyno).

⋯⁂ characters: albedo. neuvillette. freminet. cyno. gn reader.

⋯⁂ cw: storms: snowstorm (albedo), thunderstorm (neuvillette, freminet), sandstorm (cyno.) forced close proximity (all). pre-relationship (all). hurt/comfort (neuvillette + freminet). reader is an adventurer, reader gets injured (neuvillette). confessions, one forehead kiss, hugging (freminet). cyno + reader are coworkers. puns, kissing (cyno).

Albedo

⋯⁂ Snowstorms are something Albedo has long since adjusted to. Hiking Dragonspine often forces you to always be on your toes—lest you get caught up in an avalanche or snowstorm. Like right now! Thankfully, before anything worse could happen, he pulled you right into a small cave.

⋯⁂ But now… Your face is burning with embarrassment and anxiety with how close he's forced to stand next to you. Yet his face is only written with concern for your safety. And a light shade of curiosity.

⋯⁂ "Are you alright?" He asks with a soft murmur, your name sounds so sweet on his tongue.

"Uhm, uh— mhm!" You would nod if there was enough space, but there's so little of it that you might knock your head into his. "Super great, Bedo." You mutter bashfully, eyes darting away as you nibble on your bottom lip.

He notices this quicker than you like, and even brings it to light, "Are you sure? You look very nervous." He points out, completely oblivious.

"Ah, Bedo…" You laugh awkwardly.

"Yes?" He queries, enraptured by your bashful state.

"Are all boys this dumb…?" You whisper to yourself.

He hears that but says nothing. Instead, he ponders upon it, wondering what it could mean… Is he as dumb as you think he is? Hardly. He knows for a fact that he's…not dumb, at the very least. So, what is he missing? Socializing is very tough for him, but you normally don't pose much of a threat or trouble. So, this behavior is all very…new.

⋯⁂ He tests out a new…"experiment", his head suddenly landing on your shoulder as if he feels tired. You gasp, your face growing even hotter, leagues more than before. You give him a stiff pat on the back.

"A-Are you tired?" You mutter, voice now smaller.

"A bit." He tries to lie through his teeth. It works, somehow.

"Alright, well…" You sputter, "…I can't help with that, sorry." You quickly give in.

"All is well." He sighs, finding your shoulder a rather comfortable place to be. So, he doesn't even think about moving.

Soon enough, you relax—your shoulder that acts as Albedo's pillow eases up, becoming more comfortable and softer. While you keep an eye on the snowstorm that rages on next to you, he rests a little… He can't help but be lulled into dreamland by your warmth and softness.

…He's going to have to run extra tests on this at a later time.

Neuvillette

⋯⁂ Today has been a rough day for you both. It feels like it's one thing after another in quick succession—much quicker than for either of your or his comfort. But he seems a lot more adjusted to it than you… Keyword: seems. In actuality, he doesn't let you know how the wear and tear on his heart is ripping him apart bit by bit.

⋯⁂ You had specifically requested his help with some…"negotiations." After much convincing, he caved in. Even at first, he didn't want to keep saying no to your begging face. Now? He's relieved he gave in to your pleas for help, or else you might be worse for wear right now.

⋯⁂ Snug in his arms, your weak and cold body shivers in his grasp while he charges through the powerful storm. For once, he wonders if the storm is his own doing or not this time. It most likely is—only causing him to feel even more regret for not being there for you in time. When he saw you on your side curled up on the ground, after getting knocked down by the enemy while he was distracted by the other… That's when the storm began to brew.

⋯⁂ He then finally finds a small cave, right as thunder cracks and lightning strikes all around. On a split-second decision, he tucks you and himself away in the rather cramped opening. Right now, it's better than risking getting struck by lightning.

⋯⁂ His grasp on you tightens a little bit as he whispers an apology, cooing your name sweetly as if you had just died. You weren't dead, for the record. Cold, wet, weak; sure, but not dead. And you weren't dying any time soon, either…

When you finally wake up, you're immediately met with the sad lilac eyes that belong to him. You let out a soft, "Huh…?" in response to his depressed figure.

"Neuvi…" He'll never get tired of hearing that cute little nickname you gave him so long ago, "Wh-what's wrong…?" You sputter out, voice as weak as the rest of your body.

"Nothing." He says a little too firmly. You don't fall for his poor attempt at a facade.

"There's something wrong, silly…" You mutter, barely managing to shift your body enough to rest fully against his chest. "You can tell me, y'know…?" You sigh when your cheek meets his surprisingly warm chest.

"I…" He starts, eyes laden with the fatigue from his own heavy thoughts. "I should've been there for you sooner…" He confesses, his body drooping in response, but never once does he let up on holding you tighter than before. "I know how fragile humans are… What if you—"

"No what ifs, silly Neuvi. I'm here now, aren't I? All thanks to you." You smile, like the solitary sun in his dark, cloudy mind. "…Be kinder to yourself." You allow your eyes to flutter shut, curling up against him for more warmth.

And when he smiles back, the rain begins to finally lighten.

Freminet

⋯⁂ Today was meant to be such a sunny day—no rain, no thunder, and surely no lightning. That's what Freminet read in the forecast this morning, at least. Low chance of precipitation, decent humidity, and sunny skies with little to no clouds… Good weather all around. He didn't always trust the weather forecast and today has only solidified the idea that he should never trust it.

⋯⁂ The thunderstorm chases you both out of the scenic waters of Fontaine—the sky now painted with dark clouds and heavy rain. You both know better than to swim out in the lake when there's lightning. Who knows what could happen if you stick around…

⋯⁂ He sighs, standing at the shore of the lake—his frustrated tears threatening to spill and mix with the rain that dribbles down his freckled face. He calls out, "Hydro Dragon, Hydro Dragon, don't cry!" He pleas, knowing that it's all fruitless only serves to make him even more upset. Sure, he's all grown up now, but he can't help but cling to that remaining shred of hope.

⋯⁂ You're the one who has to drag him away from the shores, your hands tight around his shoulders as you both charge away. Spotting a small opening in a cliff, you pull him into it and grant him a warm embrace. You rub his back—squeezing him as well to help him come back down to earth. In the past, you noticed that having some pressure on his body helps his emotional spikes settle down.

⋯⁂ He sighs, his body drooping, relaxing from your snug hold. His own hands wander, sliding up your back and clutching the back of your shirt. His forehead finds a comfortable spot on your shoulder, allowing himself to finish crying from the frustrating event.

"I'm sorry… The weather isn't always this bad, I swear…" He mutters to you.

"It's okay, Freminet, you can't predict the weather every time, you know?" You smile serenely, even if he can't see it. But, he can feel it—he can see that sweet grin in his head. It brings him so much relief that he feels a little sleepy.

"A-Alright… Let's…let's try again some other time…?" He sputters out, finally lifting his head to look at you in the eyes—a gesture he still struggles with. His eyes dart away at first before he manages to force himself to lock gazes with you.

"I'd be more than happy to." You nod, giving him a brief squeeze that makes him squeak. You giggle, "So cute—"

"I love you."

He blurts this out, his mouth hanging agape for a solid moment or two as if he hasn't realized what he just said. When it dawns on him, he blushes furiously and his hands fly to his face, covering his burning cheeks.

You break out into a fit of giggles. His heart sinks. Are you laughing at him? He wonders how pathetic he is to you for saying something so nonsensical—even if it's true.

"I love you too, Fremi." You grin, your own cheeks heating up several degrees higher. You press a sweet, chaste kiss against his forehead, the only accessible place on his face right now. "My cute little dove…" You coo, pulling his hands away to get a better look at his flustered expression.

His eyes are shut tight and his lips thinner from his even tighter frown. When he registers your reciprocation, he gasps. His eyes fly wide open and his mouth parts slightly.

"I… I…" He mutters, unable to look away from you.

"Shhh… It's okay…" You pull him into another hug, keeping him warm.

He is so loved and cared for. And one day you hope he can see that, too.

Cyno

⋯⁂ You're coworkers, very close ones. Yes, this means you—on occasion—go do your duties together. This, sometimes, can be downright insufferable. You love the weirdo, you really do. But either he's taking things too seriously or too lightly… You swear his brain has no gauge—it's a pendulum instead.

⋯⁂ Today was more frustrating than usual, though. Your shared target consistently gets away from both of you—dragging out this mission a lot longer than it needs to be. Cyno hasn't talked much, either. You repeatedly wonder if he's starting to hate you—or maybe he's as frustrated as you are. But, then again, what if he's frustrated with you in particular? You're not sure how well you’re doing your job right now. These thoughts flood your mind again and again.

⋯⁂ At some point, you get thrown into the desert landscape alongside the General. The fresh footsteps led here, so now where's the culprit? There's no sight of the criminal anywhere—making Cyno hiss under his breath. He says you two should search a little further, you comply with a quiet nod.

⋯⁂ Even after much searching, you feel inclined to give in for the day. But, you know Cyno, he never gives in to crime no matter what. He's stubborn as a mule with…just about everything he does. Bad jokes included. Then, with no warning, he grabs your hand and storms away into a small cave. Right as you enter, you see a sandstorm kick up right outside. You groan.

⋯⁂ "Sorry, I haven't been my best today…" You sigh, eyes laden with self-disappointment as you lean back against the stony wall.

"No worries." He assures you, and he doesn't even sound remotely irritated, either. "It is Windsday after all." He says, his face as serious as his rather monotone voice.

"What does Wednesday have to do with anything…?" You ask, sparing him a confused look that has your mouth parting a little.

"Oh, you don't get it." He blinks, shrugging, "A sandstorm's favorite day is Windsday. Wednesday. Windsday." He clarifies with the utter lack of expression.

"…" You stay silent for a moment before pinching the bridge of your nose and groaning. "Thank you, Cyno, very funny." You smile at him, it's the best you can give him right now. It is a funny joke, but you're so frustrated with yourself and the world right now that it hardly means anything.

"I agree." He nods; you can see a twinkle of pride in his red eyes, "I will tell more to pass the time." He affirms, already dead-set on entertaining you.

"Oh boy…" You whisper to yourself, but let him have his way anyway.

You smile with every passing joke he comes up with—you're not sure where he's pulling most of these from, but he's a little too good at it…

As the storm rages on and he's told probably a hundred jokes by now, you throw your hands up in the air at the peak of your frustration. You grab his face and smash your lips against his, causing him to gasp and his eyes to blow wide. You let go of him, a proud smirk on your face.

"Want to know how flowers kiss?" You grin, "With their tulips!" You answer before he can even register the kiss.

When he does, he lets out the loudest, ugliest laugh you've ever seen from him.

#🌠— my works #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #albedo x reader #neuvillette x reader #freminet x reader #cyno x reader #💕— multi #💕— cyno #💕— freminet #💕— neuvillette #🌠— fluff #🌠— hurt/comfort

[mondaymelon]

— 𝘀𝗮𝗴𝗮𝘂: 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗳𝗶𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗲 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 ♥

:feat~ xiao, kazuha, heizou, scaramouche x gn!reader:

⤷ cw: obsessiveness, self aware ⤷ speed-wrote this so sorry for any mistakes spps

ᴛᴀɢʟɪꜱᴛ (open!) : @manager-of-the-pudding-bank, @iamdedinside, @ilyuu, @achlysis

XIAO is perplexed, if anything.

Why would you write such things about him, of all people? In a way, he’s honored that you’d think highly enough of him, but what’s with this strangely flowery language? The adeptus has read his fair share of local tales, but this is nothing in comparison. Not by far.

In a way, he feels like he’s intruding upon your personal information, but then again, you don’t even know he’s alive, do you? So as long as you stay unaware, it’d be fine, right? At least, that’s what he tells himself as he reads over the text you’ve accidentally left open on your screen, face flushed as sudden heat rises to his cheeks.

Is this… normal? Do all humans do things like… this? Writing their fantasies down in text to satisfy themselves? 

Xiao really won’t ever understand the things that mortals do. The male isn’t sure how to feel at all.

Do you… Do you want him to do these things to you?

Maybe that’s why he keeps reading the words you granted him to read, over and over again, breath shallow. 

Do you want him to whisper his praises into your ear, to confess his love to you while the two of you watch the sunset beneath the mountainous skyline? To smile at you, light glimmering within his amber eyes? To hold you in his arms, to kiss you so tenderly, just like how you wanted him to? Just like how you wrote?

Because if that’s the case, he’s willing to. More than willing.

 A thousand, no, a million times over, he’ll do it all, however many times you want. ♥

KAZUHA is impressed at your work, and more than a little interested.

After all, the wandering poet he is, Kazuha has written quite the number of literature pieces himself, all of them about you… so he’s quite enthralled when he finds out that you write about him too! He might be overthinking some things, but he’s really, really excited about it… likely more than you’ll ever realize.

Because to him, writing is the highest form of endearment - a way to express oneself in the truest way possible, and to discover that you’ve been doing that for him, well… he can’t stop his heart from beating as fast as it is!

This means you feel the same way about him that he does you, right? After all, if you’re writing about how much you love him, that’s basically a confession, isn’t it?

And If… If you asked, he would be more than willing to show you the countless poems he’s written about you… some written in red ink, some in black, several smudged while others lay half-torn. Either way, all of them are for you, of you, all of them singing praises of your name and affectionate adorations of your being.

Because simply a hundred of them isn’t enough, not by far, to profess his profound love for you. His love for you is an imperfect feeling that sends his heart racing and his face burning.

He’ll just have to keep writing and writing until he can capture the obsessive feeling that seems to swallow him up, however long it’ll take. ♥

HEIZOU is only slightly surprised, but more so intrigued.

Who knew the creator had such a… shameful side to them? No, that’d be a disrespectful way to describe it… how about bashful? He finds it innocent, almost, which is strange.

In the first place, many wouldn’t expect you to be so susceptible to such fantasies, let alone write such ideas down. And while he is somewhat shocked, it’s also predictable. Heizou has analyzed your personality and character over and over, countless times over, and he knows your tendencies, all of them. This is merely a different foresight in thousands upon thousands of possibilities.

But expectation aside, Heizou can’t help but keep reading what you’ve written about him… do you really think of the detective like this? Someone so… charming and romantic? It’s flattering, almost too much so. The very thought of it, the very sight of your carefully crafted words and sentences, he can hear the way his heart thumps in his ears and the way his face is twisted into a lovesick smile. 

After all, if this is what you’ve dreamed up of, then that’s what you want him to do to you, right? Haha, ask nicely, and Heizou will be more than willing to play along with whatever you have in mind.

Ah, but you should keep in mind.

Once Heizou has a taste of what he wants, he might never stop.♥

SCARAMOUCHE judges you, of course.

He finds it puzzling and somewhat unsettling at the same time… why is it that you write down such stories about what he would do to you? He hasn’t done a single action described in the fantasies you’ve written, so why do you still persist so earnestly?

…It almost disgusts him.

Of course, he’d never say it to your face… or then again, maybe he would. Scaramouche is a brash man, and that’s common knowledge. After all, the strong can say whatever they want, can’t they?

Still… it’s oddly comforting to see you do this. And the male doesn't really know why. Maybe it’s because you care for him enough to dream about these kinds of things? Or maybe it’s evidence to him that you won’t be another to leave him?

He’s strangely conflicted, and to him, that’s weakness. Both appalled and enthralled… how is he supposed to feel?

And it doesn’t help that even through his whines, he keeps reading. Reading with the slightest dust of red across his cheeks and the way his breath hitches every time you’ve written his name. Heart skipping a beat every time his eyes scan over the sentences one more time, once more, just once more.

Is that the way you feel about him?

And why was it that he felt the same? ♥

(a/n) oh dear my mental state is declining again wooOoOo

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Heyy!! If head cannons are still open I’d love to see one about Tartaglia, Dulic, and Wonder react to fem!reader telling them about how they’re going to go on an adventure for a couple weeks to explore! (Sfw or nsfw is fine)

Their S/O goes on a solo adventure

Characters: Tartaglia/Childe, Diluc, Wanderer/Scaramouche // Reader: Gn

Genre: Smut // CWs next to the corresponding character

Tartaglia:

Cw: Rough sex, implied biting and pain play, public sex?

When you told him, Tartaglia would be surprised. He'd have to take a couple of seconds to silently collect himself, which from your perspective looked quite funny because of how stunned he was. He'd definitely make some kind of joke, like how he's the usually the one having to leave you for missions, and how heart broken he'll be if you go (how much of a joke really is that one?).

You'll be basically forced to spar with him before you go. He uses it as a ploy, saying that you have to convince him that you're strong enough to go alone, but really he just wants to spend as much time with you as possible – it only helps that it'd let you get a bit stronger. He also gets the chance to show you some new techniques! He only means well, and if at any point you do get annoyed by his showmanship, you can't help but feel your irritation be quelled by the proud look in his eyes and the smile he holds when you get it right.

We all know that Tartaglia is battlesexual, so it's only natural that your training session would lead to something more. He becomes more and more distracted on how dishevelled and sweaty you're getting, and he needs another outlet for all of his pent up energy from the fight, since he can't just completely let loose on you.

He'd take you right there in the arena, his movements fast and grip rough enough to colour you in the prettiest shades of purple. His exhilarated breaths puff into the side of your neck, kisses and bites and nips of all manner latching onto your pulse points; and if you'd been able to see his eyes from the place he'd taken over you, you'd have seen the outright love that he presented to you, just barely containing something more.

When all is done, Tartaglia would help you get redressed, as messy as you still looked with all of the fabrics torn, looking as though you'd been attacked by a wild animal. When you go to reprimand him with a swat to the arm, he just lets out a bashful laugh, taking you into his arms as he walks home, cleaning you up and setting you into bed for the rest of the evening. He knew that you'd need to... recuperate, to say the least.

And when you awake the next morning, unable to walk and sore all over, as well as completely covered in marks and bruises, some of which you had no hopes of covering, you knew that you'd have to reschedule your adventure. But, even though he was apologetic, you couldn't help but wonder if that was his plan all along...

When it really came time for you to leave, Tartaglia would let you go seemingly pretty easily, but says that you'll have to spend extra time with him when you return to make up for the lost time. He couldn't help but think of you almost constantly; even when he's working, questions of your safety would pop into his mind, overthinking the possibilities of dangers that could hold you back... as much as he knew you could fend for yourself, he couldn't help but worry. More over, his subordinates and even those who see him regularly would notice that he's been colder since you left, his face a blank slate and eyes darker than ever, and his temper easier to flare...

Diluc:

As soon as you mentioned your plans for an adventure, Diluc was immediately running through the list in his head of what he could help you with to ensure your safety. A part of him thinks that he should accompany you, in case something goes wrong and you need help, but the other side of him knows that you need your freedom. After all, even he needs a bit of space every now and then. And so, he insists that you let him make all of the arrangements, in terms of hotels for you to stay at and ordering provisions and equipment that could come of use. It'd really put his mind at ease to know that everything was taken care of.

Cw: Soft sex (making love 🩷)

On the morning that you are set to leave, Diluc wishes you good luck on your journey, accompanied by a sweet goodbye kiss that lasts longer than you'd expected, and holds the promise of a warm return. He spends that first day as he would any other, working away as though he'd never stop – maybe that had been his intention. Because he knew that his bed would be cold and empty without you by his side.

He tries not to think about you too much, because he knows that acknowledging your absence will only make things harder. He trusts you to take good care of yourself, and lamenting further would only run the risk of unnecessary worry, and of him ruining your journey by coming to find you. He manages to pass through the days that you are gone quite easily after the first few, a new idea fueling his work hours:

If he can get all of his work done while waiting for you to come back, he'll have even more time to spend with you; and so that becomes his goal, with the help of the maids keeping his self care relatively on track.

Upon your eventual return, Diluc is almost literally plastered to your side for at least a day or two. He's helping you unpack, and as soon as you're ready to relax and settle down, he's running you a nice, warm bath, of course with a couple of candles for ambiance.

When you've soaked for a while and get cleaned up, Diluc will be patiently waiting for you in your bed, where he'll immediately pull you into his arms, wanting to hear all about your adventure. Now, he's content to just cuddle; but being separated from you for longer than a week had been harder than he'd anticipated.

If you so choose, your first night back with Diluc would turn to breathless lovemaking, the thrusts of his hips precise and familiar – exactly what you'd been missing for weeks on end. He could easily get carried away. Being away from you means that he'd gotten used to being alone again, and having you here, so close and so sudden, can be a little overwhelming... his pace will pick up intermittently when he forgets himself, caught up in the smell and feel and sounds of you. he'll be much more vocal, too. His grunts and moans picking up in pitch while his mouth spouts his wandering thoughts, all entranced in you, a seemingly endless profession of his devotion.

When he finally stills, he'd look you in the eyes, his gaze simultaneously hazy but clear as he leans down to kiss you one final time. And when you awake the next morning, having gone to sleep during the process of him cleaning you up, you find yourself still encircled in Diluc's strong arms, where usually he would have already been pulling on his shirt halfway across the room, ready to start his day.

Wanderer:

The Wanderer's immediate reaction is frustration. He'll kind of shut himself off from the conversation, and when you pause your explanation, in wait of an answer from him, all he could force out is, "I don't exactly... approve of this decision, but you're free to do whatever you want." But his discomfort is obvious. He'll want to get away for a few hours to try and sort out his thoughts, knowing that he was probably being unreasonable, as much as he wanted to be selfish when it came to you.

Cw: slight blowjob, implied overstim, not dacryphilia but he cries, angst. (It's so hard for me to get a hold of his character)

In truth, his frustrations stemmed from his worry and insecurity; he doesn't even want to think about being forgotten again, especially not by you. But he can't accompany you, he wouldn't even be able to subtly work his way into your day like he usually does (not that he'd ever admit it). He'd just have to hope that you'll come back to him; and that uncertainty, that sheer dependency on another is what makes him second guess the situation.

However, when you find him again, really trying to settle his thoughts and lay out your intentions, only then does Wanderer finally manage to rein himself in. It'll take a couple of minutes for it all to sink in for him, but if you just stand by, maybe keeping a source of contact between the two of you – a hand on his arm, for example – to show that you're not leaving, well... that's when it'll finally click. He'll begrudgingly repeat his words from earlier, but this time, you can tell that he understands. He may not want you to leave, but when you do, at least he won't have a silent meltdown as soon as you're gone.

That being said, the final days prior to your departure, Wanderer will try and distance himself from you. In his mind, when you leave, the change won't be so sudden. It only makes sense to prepare in this way. So if you can't find him on the day you're set to leave to say goodbye, don't take it too personally; he doesn't think he could make it through an actual goodbye from you, and he doesn't want to look any weaker in your presence.

While you're away, there's a nagging thought in his head that won't go away, constantly telling him that he shouldn't have let you go alone. It'd get to the point that, at least once, he'd reluctantly have to go to Nahida for reassurance, to stop him from spiralling, or impulsively trying to find you.

Despite all of this, upon your return, it may feel as though he's purposefully avoiding you, but he's not. Not really. But he does want you to be the one to seek him out. He's feeling slightly petty that you left him alone, even though rationally he knows that you needed the time to explore; it's the nature of humans, after all. The easiest way to get him to "forgive" you is to sit him down and almost literally beg (I plays into his god complex really well, even though he knows that's why you're doing it).

Your Wanderer will also be deceivingly desperate for your touch, though. He needs your hands on him, passing over every inch of his body. He needs to feel your breath, your lips, your tongue, when you take him into the heat of your mouth. He needs to grip your hair, keeping you exactly where he needs to feel you most. And he needs to feel your rising heartbeat against his bare chest, when you finally slide him into your constricting walls, the drag more overwhelming than he'd ever remembered.

And when he turns his head, hiding the tears that you know fall so easily, that's when he knows that he can let you go; that you could be anywhere in the world, and still you'd come back to him. So when he no less than passes out straight after you've drained him as much as you felt was needed after so long away from each other, you have no doubt that he'll be back to normal, tomorrow.

Want to send a request/brainrot with me? Check my rules!

Thank you for reading! 🩷

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Okay okay youre on the opposite team as floyd during beanfest right? He gets so distracted from actually capturing the flag that he just wants to capture and squeeze his shrimpy. Aaaaaaaaa

When he finds them he just wont let them leave his side and he'll be triumphantly walking with them in his arms. He wont bean them to get them out or anything, he just wants to show everyone that hes claimed his shrimpy.

(also lowkey imagining him with the shy darling from my last ramble. They just blush so hard that they cover their face with their hands and floyd will chuckle and nibble on their pinky to make them reveal their bashfulness.)

He will return to home base with his shrimpy and everyone will look at him like he's insane as the person in his arms flails to get away so they can capture the flag which is now in their line of vision. If he's questioned floyd will say he's taken a hostage to ransom the other team into giving up the flag.

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I love floyd so much

-Floyd simp

cw: yandere character (like a hint)

similar to the actual story, floyd doesn't want to bother with joining the game this year at first, but quickly changes his mind once he remembers that you're going to be there too. he's not even upset that you're not in his team—actually, it's quite obvious that he's more than excited about you chasing him around (and, of course, getting to chase you around. there's nothing quite as adorable as the noise of your feet pattering away and your racing heart).

right as the game begins, he's off to find you. are you near the coliseum? are you with a group, or maybe you're lying in wait somewhere? he finds you quickly enough, ignoring the calls from his own team members when they ask him why he's charging towards you like??? he does not catch you to get you out of the game, though, he just wants you by his side! after all, it isn't about winning, it's about having fun—and floyd has the most fun when he's with you, so if you want to win, floyd's going to make sure you win.

he helps you shoot down his own team members (yeah guides you from behind all of that) so you can take the supply for yourself, does not let a single person get near you, crushing them before they can even think about catching you. of course, he makes a note of who exactly thought it'd be a good idea to lay a hand on his shrimpy. when you watch vil throw people around, floyd quickly drags you away, promising to throw you around if you want!! vil's not the only one who can do that!! (he makes a note to learn from vil)

ahhh and if you're wanting to eat some of the food kalim's got, floyd will eagerly guard you while you take your time eating and talking (he'll be over the moon if you want him to feed you). and even when vil and co pleads with him to help win the game, but floyd ignores them in favor of asking you what you wanted to do. if you asked him to help his team, he'll grudgingly go along with their plan (as long as you can stay glued to his side) honestly he won't even try to hide the fact that he only cares about you

don't try to hide from him! he'll just drag you out of your hiding spot and wrap himself around you until you give in to his antics. ALSO...the line he says to riddle in game?? that but to you. if you insist that he lets go and the two of you play properly, 'cos you're strong enough to fight on your own, he's all grinning and, "who's a strong little shrimpy? you are! but the game's more fun if we play it together"

#floyd biting ur pinky is my new favourite thing why is this so cute #yandere twisted wonderland x you #yandere twisted wonderland x reader #yandere twisted wonderland #yandere twst #yandere floyd leech #yandere floyd #yandere floyd x reader #floyd x reader #floyd leech x reader #twst x reader #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #drabble 🐟 #ask 🐟 #anon 🐟 #floyd 🐟 #floyd simp 🐟 #twst 🐟

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Masterlist

Welcome to my new and improved Masterlist! My name is Lena and my mission is to keep you up way past your bedtime. Below you’ll find links to the main attractions, including detached character masterlists which will also showcase fics that have yet to be published but are in the works. Be sure to check content warnings (CW) before reading, they can be found at the top of every story.

Currently writing for: Maverick, Hangman, Rooster

Requests: Open but please note that I can’t get to every request!

That's all for now! Please keep your hands and feet inside the vehicle at all times and I do hope you enjoy the ride 🫶

Maverick Masterlist

Series:

Freefall

Tailspin (18 Chapters; Complete)

Altitude (13 Chapters; Currently On Hold)

There Are Rules (Ongoing)

One-shots:

Ride of a Lifetime

Rooster Masterlist

Series:

Faking It (8 Parts; Complete)

Rooster's Brood (9 Parts; Complete)

Altitude (13 Chapters; Currently On Hold)

Rooster’s Guide to the Great Outdoors (Ongoing)

Hotter Than Texas (Ongoing)

One-shots:

Show Me

Trying To Study

Movie Nights with Bradley Bradshaw

It Was Always You

No Sex with the Ex

Take Care (Untitled)

Christmas On Deck

A Little Pinch

Truly, Madly, Deeply

The Zipper Incident

Doctor Doctor, Gimme The News

Worst Day Ever

Hangman Masterlist

Series:

Less Talk (Ongoing)

Brother's Best Friend (Ongoing)

One-shots:

Practice Baby

Devil in Disguise

Never Meant To See You Again

Ex Appeal

Extras:

3k Celebration Mini Drabbles

4k Celebration Drabbles

5k Weekend Bash Drabbles

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