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lyranova · 9 months
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ok, another one that popped into my head, liebe and nero have to babysit for asta and noelle, turns out liebe is great with kids. and nero points that out that he would make a great dad. liebe gets bashful and makes a similar comment about nero
Hiya! Ooo this was a cute one, and I got to use my baby Brielle so that made it more fun 🥰! This is my first time writing Nero so i apologize if she seems OOC or odd, but I still hope you enjoy~!
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“ Take care of Brielle for us you two!” Asta shouted with a bright cheerful smile on his face, meanwhile his wife Noelle had a worried expression on hers.
“ Her bedtime is at 9 and her bottles are in the refrigerator, um, her favorite stuffed toy is in the crib in case you need it. Oh! Don’t forget to feed her at 6!” Noelle shouted as Asta dragged her away.
Meanwhile, Nero and Liebe just nodded and waved goodbye at them. At first neither Noelle nor Asta had wanted to leave their 3 month old daughter, but Captain Yami had told them that this was an urgent mission and none of the other Bulls were available. So they had little choice.
They had worried about who they were going to leave her with, but eventually both Nero and Liebe had offered to watch her while they were gone. Noelle had been hesitant, but Asta trusted them and believed they would do a good job.
“ So, what do we do now?” Liebe asked as he rubbed the back of his head in an unsure manner. Nero, who held the baby Brielle gently in her arms, turned to look at him.
“ We watch the baby of course,” She told him in her usual tone of voice as she fully turned around to walk back into the Hideout. Liebe sighed and followed behind her, he watched the young woman sit down on the couch before she gently leaned forward to grab a book. Liebe sat down beside her and just watched them.
“ What’re you doing?” He asked with a frown, and Nero looked at him.
“ I was going to read to her, why?”
“ Usually you’re supposed to only read to them when they’re about to go to sleep aren’t you? So shouldn’t you be playing with her right now since her bedtime isn’t for another 6 hours?” Liebe asked as he crossed his arms, Nero hummed in thought as she put the book away.
“ You’re right, that was shortsighted of me,” Nero said before she tilted her head. “ Then what should we do with her?” She asked with a perplexed look, now it was Liebe’s turn to hum in thought.
“ I dunno, maybe we should take her outside?” Liebe said after a moment of thinking, Nero nodded before standing up abruptly.
“ That sounds like a good idea, baby’s need a lot of sunlight and Vitiman D. But first she needs sunscreen.” Nero said as she walked with Brielle towards the bathroom where Noelle kept the sunscreen.
After a few moments the three of them went out for a walk. As Liebe watched the two walk, laugh, and smile at each other he couldn’t help but feel his heart skip a beat in his chest. He never really wanted to fall in love, get married, or have a family but seeing Nero with Brielle made him reconsider.
After they walked for a while Liebe took the baby from Nero’s arms and decided to carry her for a bit. Telling her that he was giving her arms a break for a while. Nero watched the two sit down in the grass and begin to play a bit as she sat down beside them.
Liebe began to make faces, funny noises, and tell the girl jokes that she didn’t understand and Nero watched them with a soft look in her eyes. Liebe complained that he didn’t like kids because they were ‘loud’ and ‘bratty’ but after Brielle was born his attitude seemed to change a bit.
When Asta had first put the newborn baby in his arms she watched the devil become as still as a statue. He had argued so much about not wanting to hold her, but after she sat in his arms for a while she watched him grow more relaxed and comfortable with her. Eventually Asta had to take Brielle from him so the others could have a chance at holding her.
“ You’d make a great dad someday.” Nero said softly as she watched them, Liebe soon grabbed the baby and held her tightly, but not too tightly, in his arms before looking at Nero.
“ Ya think?” He asked with a tilt of his head, and when she nodded she watched his face turn a slight shade of pink.
“ Well I don’t know about that, I didn’t have a dad growing up so I could easily be a really crappy dad.” Liebe said with a small grin but a small blush appeared on his face. “ The only thing I’m sure about is that you’d be an excellent mom.”
“ I’m not too sure about that. The only reason it seems that way is because I’ve spread about and studied child care ever since Captain Yami’s child was born.” Nero said simply, trying to downplay his compliment. But Liebe scoffed at her and shook his head.
“ That’s not the only reason and you know it.” He told her but refused to elaborate further, even when she asked him about it repeatedly. Soon Liebe stood up with Brielle in one arm before holding his other outstretched towards Nero. “ C’mon, if we’re even a minute late feeding the kid the Water Princess is gonna have a cow.”
Nero had to suppress a grin that tried to appear on her face at his nickname for Noelle. She gladly took his outstretched hand and used it to help herself up. The three made their way back to the Hideout, giggling, talking, and smiling all the way back.
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Thank you all so much for reading and I hope you all have a good day~!
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an-unloving-god · 4 months
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I'm once again in the mood to just outright kill off Ajay and Nein, just nerf em at the next possible moment and see what happens
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bones4thecats · 3 months
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What If Their S/O Was The Vice Of Ignihyde?
Type of Writing: #2 - Poll Result Characters: Jade Leech, Floyd Leech, Kalim Al-Asim, and Jamil Viper Name: What If Their S/O Was The Vice Of Ignihyde? Original Poll Link: Here
A/N: I'm dying while writing this🥲
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🍄 He was interested in you from the start of your first year together
🍄 You were just so shy and reserved, it sprouted a new form of entertainment for him, and he'd be lying if he said your reactions to his teasing weren't enjoyable!
🍄 The first time he met you was because of when he needed to grab something for Azul and he walked inside the board-game club's room and found you messing around with Idia and laughing at Azul's concentration face
🍄 His heart fluttered unnaturally and he put on a plastered smile, while internally he was wondering what that feeling was, and he found out fast
🍄 When Jade asked you out, he chuckled as you tried hiding your face within your over-sized jacket
🍄 As you guys aged upon and into your second-year, he would joke around about how you really were made for one another, with you and him being far more extroverted than your housewardens, and how you both were the vices of your opposing dorms
🍄 Jade loves to walk into Ignihyde, prompting your fellow members to hide himself away from the intimidating eel-mer as you just hide yourself away as he carries you away
🍄 He calls you if there is an incident and they need some information on a certain person, and he uses his stance as your boyfriend to his advantage, and he also uses a few secrets that you guys have shared together against you
🍄 He's a pro-blackmailer like you are, and it makes Azul and Idia nervous, just how much do you guys have on them exactly?
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🎭 Floyd, much like Jade, was interested in you from the very beginning of your time at Night Raven College
🎭 He met you because of a deal Azul wanted to propose to you, that being you would lend him some of your assistance with Mostro Lounge's mechanics while he gives you a form discount
🎭 This tweel was the one Azul sent to grab you, while he initially wanted Jade to, the fancy male stated how he needed to grab a few things of mushroom from the science room, claiming it might become a air-infesting poison if not taken out for an hour or so
🎭 So, unfortunately, he ordered Floyd to grab you, in which your future boyfriend giggled and began his peppy trip to Ignihyde, where you lead as the vice-housewarden
🎭 Many did not expect to see you guys hanging around one another afterwards, because of how introverted you were compared to his shameless and outgoing-self
🎭 But, when everyone in the college found out you both were an item, they freaked the hell out, especially Idia
🎭 Your housewarden was not fond of the tweels at all, they freaked him out more than crowded areas, and we all know how much those make him shiver...
🎭 Anyways, Floyd loves to kick down the mirror-gateway to your dorm when he's trying to hide from Azul and his work, and, because he knows his boss is going to go looking in his room, he goes to yours
🎭 And your room is being constantly monitored from cameras, in which you can make a small security system make the men chasing Floyd give up as soon as it comes out
🎭 Loves how cute you are when you blush, it's like a thing for Floyd, he just likes seeing you squeak and hide away as he tries pinching and pocking your tomato-colored cheeks while teases fly out of his mouth
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☀️ Oh my, how much does this guy love you? It's beyond any kind of scale's listing, no matter the size of strength!
☀️ Kalim first met you because one of your fellow Ignihyde students were requested to help with setting up a mechanical device in Scarabia for a party Kalim was throwing
☀️ And, when that member got sick and couldn't leave his dorm, he sent Jamil a text, recommending you to replace him as he heals from his illness
☀️ Seeing you walk through the hot dorm with a heavy jacket on, despite the heat, he got interested and began to hop around you and ask you questions
" So, what's your name? Where are you from? What's it like helping Idia with managing that really cool dorm? Is it super cold in Ignihyde, and is that why you always wear that jacket? What do you want to do after graduation? How did you get to be so pretty-looking? "
☀️ Kalim did make you very nervous at first, but, after a few pep-talks with his good friend, Jamil, he got to understand exactly why you were so hidden with him
☀️ When you guys got together, it was basically the relationship troupe of opposite-attract, or in other words, the sun and the moon dynamic
☀️ Everybody in Scarabia adores watching you hide in your hoodie as Kalim compliments you, and Jamil likes how you're able to teach Kalim some things that even he deems complicated, like the makeup of a computer
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🐍 A reserved man with a reserved S/O, what a great mix
🐍 When you first were announced to be the vice-housewarden of Ignihyde, Jamil literally just though you were going to be as camera-shy as your housewarden was
🐍 When in reality, you were far more reserved and had a larger habit of isolating yourself from larger groups than anything else
🐍 He had to appreciate you after you joined forces with your newest friend, Yuu, and the Octavinelle Trio to help break him out of his overblot at the start of the year
🐍 Your knowledge is something that makes your boyfriend proud of you, he's not any easy person to lose in a conversation, yet, you somehow manage to do it when you bring technology into the mix
🐍 Jamil rarely ever smiles with genuine affection, but, when you start rambling about how amazing something that you made or found was, he found himself suppressing laughs as you glared at the piece of machinery you were working on
🐍 Due to his role as Kalim's overseer, Jamil rarely ever gets a break, but, when you noticed how is eyebags were just as bad as your housewarden's, Idia's, were, you jumped into action
🐍 You had made a small model of robots from a story that Kalim loved as a child, and still loves, into small figurines that he could literally wind up and watch the story go by
🐍 When he walked in and watched as Kalim sat silently and enjoyed the show, you just hugged him and said Kalim would be ready for bed in a few minutes, and you just nudged for him to clean the kitchen with your help before going to rest
🐍 Whenever your housewardens have something to do in a meeting, you both help them carry out their roles, so, you guys may get busy from time-to-time with that, but, you guys always make time for one another
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writingoddess1125 · 8 months
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A Fluffy little Buggy X Fem-Reader
This popped in my head randomly. Enjoy!
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Theater Brat 🎭
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(Y/N) hadn't been on the ship long, Acting as a Quartermaster of sorts, Especially with Nami having abandoned them. She hadn't been apart of the group long, being the freshest face besides Sanji in this whole ordeal. She hadn't exactly been the biggest Fan of Nami, especially after she had betrayed them for Arlong- however she believed in second chances and that people were the way they are due to past events- not that they just so happen to be bad. That and she trusted Luffy- What was more to say?
After a rather long day of helping with the ship and doing inventory (Y/N) set to relax a little- choosing to play a record and draw for a while. Deciding to do a peice of their favorite theater play they had recently seen before setting off with the Strawhats- as she set off to ink her work a loud knock shook her from her peace and the door opened revealing a very irritated Zoro with a bag in his hand.
"(Y/N)! It's your turn to take it-" Zoro grumbled, Tossing the bag onto the desk, ignoring the grunt of pain from the severed Pirate head inside. "Ow! You Broccoli headed bastard!" Buggy yelled from inside the bag, Zoro glaring at the bag before grumbling about some sort of nap or something and marching off. (Y/N) sighed at this, Opening the bag and carefully setting Buggy's head upright. "Ohh~ I get the pretty girl tonight! Watch out Zoro the amount of noise we are gonna make may keep you up all night!" Buggy cackled, (Y/N) simply shaking her head at this and turning back to her drawing. Buggy clearly not liking to be ignored in such a regard.
"Ugh- That damn bag smells! Has no one heard of deodorant? It's like a bunch of teenagers running a ship-" He said sarcastically, his eyes landing on the girl infront of his drawing away. Trying to take a peak at whatever was being drawn.
"Ugh- Did I get the weird one of the group? Not even gonna entertain me? The least you can do is shimmy your ti-"
"I was just finishing up the lines on this is all, Calm down" She said carefully, her words not even laced with a hint of venom as she blew on the ink to dry. Ignoring c
The clear sexual joke he was trying to deliver.
"What are ya drawing? A wanted poster for the tangerine girl?" He questioned and gave a crookeded grin, assuming Nami was a sensitive topic for them. However frown when he didn't get a reaction.
"No a drawing from one of my favorite musicals. I try to do a drawing of each one I see" She admitted, holding up the paper for him to take a peak at and huffed in genuine surprise at seeing someone on THIS ship actually take some form of interest in the performing arts.
"Huh- Never expected anyone here to be into performing arts. You should draw one of my shows next! One of the best you've ever seen!" He bragged, Grinning as he started to talk about his favorites acts in his shows. From his innocent juggling tricks to the gruesome of having a marine try to tightrope over a raging fire. (Y/N) raised a brow at his boasting and patted his head, more out of habit then anything else which surprised Buggy.
"Well if I ever see a show of yours we're people aren't being tortured to death I'll draw it for you. Deal?" Buggy grinned widely at this and nodded excitedly.
"So what- you're a theater kid or something?- not many people know about shows like this"
"Oh yeah. I'm a total theater brat- My mother was a performer and my father was a musician" (Y/N) said with a chuckle. Thinking back to those days, The anxiety that hung in the air before a show, the live music that filled the air and the heartwarming stories that everyone watched.
"Is that the only type of brat you are?~" Buggy teased with a wink, (Y/N) gave his a mock disgusted look and poked his forehead.
"Pervert- Like you're one to talk. I can smell a fellow theater kid from a mile away- Also the grease paint doesn't help"
"Hey! While my shows are top notch I wouldn't compare them to some low brow theater"
"Oh? So you don't watch any plays" She questioned, a knowing smile on her lips as she met his now narrowed gaze. "No..." He muttered, his own tone of voice starting to betray him.
"Damn- well I could have sworn that I heard a certain barrel singing a song from that really sweet Romcom Play Gaizu & Douruzu (Guys and Dolls)-" She said with a bright smile- Buggy's face turning pale and staring at her with a mixture of embrassment and mild anger.
"...Now you are just being cruel-" He deadpanned and (Y/N) couldn't help but let out a cackle.
"That one is an exception!" He shouted making them laugh harder, He puffed his cheeks in a pout. (Y/n) Wiping the tears from her eyes and poking his puffed our cheek.
"Awww, I didn't mean to make you upset Mr. Scary clown- It's a good play!" She protested as he gave her a Mock glare. He stared at her for a second as she straightened herself out, Buggy staring at them for a hard moment.
"Hey W-" Buggy voice was cut off as the intercom system sounded through the ship. "Food is Ready" Sanji voice rang out as (Y/N) got up with a skip in her step. "I'll be right back!" She called out leaving Buggy by himself- He didn't voice it but he had enjoyed (Y/N) company.
When she returned (Y/N) holding a large bowl of seafood risotto. Buggy felt his mouth watering at the sight and his face twisted up- Expecting him to just have to watch them eat like all the other Strawhats. However he was pleasantly surprised when you held out a spoonful to him. His eyes widened at this and he greedily took the bite, Moaning as he savored the taste. (Y/N) taking her own bite with the same spoon before offering him another. He stares at them for a moment-
"..Why are you being nice to me?"
Buggy asked as he accepted at the bite of food. Watching them as they ate a bite of their own and thought for a moment.
"Well I don't see why I need to be mean to you?" She said softly, Making Buggy stare at them a bit confused.
"I'm ... Me? I mean I hurt your friends, Im a Pirate of a rivaling pirate crew! You should hate me?" He said softly, he felt a small peg to his ego but he couldn't help it.
"I guess...but I wasn't there to see all of what you did. I always try to think people deserve a chance even if others think against it. After all, we are a different kind of Pirate-" She said softly, Feeding him another bite of the risotto. His eyes locked onto her, He didn't remeber the last time someone treated him with this level of kindness?... actually thinking he could be something better or giving him the benefit of the doubt.
"Huh- Quite the sappy one" He joked, making (Y/N) also chuckle a bit and shrug once more.
"Well what can I say- Us theater brats gotta stick together"
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luaveltarot · 1 year
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7 𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢!
(𝑃𝑖𝑙𝑒 1-6 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑙𝑒𝑓𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡)
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𝒫𝒾𝓁ℯ 1
People love how you greet them especially your hugs are premium.
Your zen attitude.
There’s something quirky about how you judge others- your comments are entertaining.
The way you gather your old items, gifts, letters or cards which others usually care little about or discard.
The way you mingle, adjust in different different groups or with new people, it’s very very attractive.
Your never mind attitude- it’s really cool.
Minimalistic attitude
[ 🫂 🐈 🦋]
𝒫𝒾𝓁ℯ 2
How you get rid of people who are toxic or you don’t vibe with. The way you keep your life clean free of bullshit.
Your kill with niceness attitude.
Your authenticity and being comfortable in your skin.
Loyalty
You look like a snack that people can’t wait to taste.
You come off as mysterious like Joe in You lol.
Your whole appearance is striking and really charming.
[ 👀🎭🔪]
𝒫𝒾𝓁ℯ 3
You give off baby vibes- people feel like babysitting you.
How you scan or find little things to collect them and keep them safely with you.
Your tongue lol
The way you interconnect things and make a pattern out of it.
Your diplomacy and how you choose to stay in liminal spaces of arguments.
Someone has a cute a$$ here.
Your hands look like they can play anything haha
[ you are a cutie patootie 👶🏻 ]
𝒫𝒾𝓁ℯ 4
Your moves while playing sports especially football or any sport for that matter.
Your lips look inviting and I feel your face is pretty in general.
You are famous and people wish they could be too.
You look beautiful in traditional dresses if you have any and you carry your outfit nicely.
You got a sexy latino figure.
You make people hard or wet and if you are a guy then you got a memorable D.
You are an amazing listener and also people love to listen to you talking.
[This pile was sexy af. I got too many sexual msgs that I couldn’t type. 😮‍💨 ]
𝒫𝒾𝓁ℯ 5
You have sexy legs- they look really toned and even if not toned the fat distribution is really good.
Something about you is very modern like you give fashionable trendy vibes that people want to incorporate their lives.
The way you chuckle and your eyes crinkle in the corners. So cute.
Knows what you want and take action to make it yours. (Some of could have Juno in virgo)
Determination, reliability and your ambitiousness.
Your faith in God or probably the way you look so content is attractive.
Your way of living; your house, your cars and the way you have certain gestures. It looks high standard.
[ 🦵⚽️🏰🕯]
𝒫𝒾𝓁ℯ 6
Your no greed or no hatred towards anyone attitude. Your simplicity, calmness, wisdom, goodness and self control is highly attractive. You give serene vibes.
Your skin colour is very hot, it looks beautiful especially under the sun.
People think that your dad is good looking lol and you probably got the looks from him.
The way you are disciplined in everyday activities.
Cooking skills especially if you make a certain kind of pasta.
The ability to stay mentally strong and intelligent always. Also, brainstorming ideas.
Your expressions, actions and gestures are admirable.
[ 💡⚖️🧿📿���]
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floatyflowers · 1 year
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Sister Complex| Yandere! Oshi No Ko various x reader| Chapter 3
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Chapter 2
It has been four years since you got reborn as Ai's daughter.
And let us just say that life is going smoothly and easily for you.
You have a loving mother and siblings.
Well, Aqua and Ruby are kind of overprotective of you.
To the point where they chased away all of your kindergarten friends.
So, you can only be around them.
Surprisingly,  Ai herself encourages them to do so.
Unfortunately for you,  your siblings were sick today,  they have a stomach ache.
So, you had no one to play with at kindergarten.
You were all alone.
Right now,  you are waiting for your mother to come and pick you up as she promised.
But today,  she is late.
Which is strange, because she always arrives on time or even early.
But, you don't mind waiting for her.
While waiting outside, you watch the kids walk home with their parents while you stand alone, looking down at your shoes.
This feels uneasy, having to wait for someone to come and pick you up.
While waiting,  you don't notice someone approaching you until you feel their appearance beside you.
You turn to look at the person beside you,  however when your eyes land on the familiar face.
Your heart drops to your stomach.
"Hello"
Hikaru Kamiki greets you with a smile,  his eyes staring down at you,  his star pupils sending shivers down your body.
"Mama told me not to talk to strangers" you stutter out in fear,  clutching tightly into your backpack.
"But, I'm not a stranger, now, am I?"
Your eyes widen at his words, thinking that he knows about your reincarnation.
But,  that's impossible.
"You are a stranger, I don't know who you are, sir," you say,  looking ahead of you instead of him.
Hikaru chuckles and pats your head.
"You are a very intelligent child, you remind me of a dear friend of mine"
Back you could say anything, he walks away from you,  leaving you in confusion.
Then you hear the familiar voice of Ai,  calling for you      
"I'm here now, sorry for being late!"
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The next day, you stay at home, doing nothing but watching TV.
However, you didn't expect to watch your mother get attacked by the same stalker that killed you.
And when you tried to protect her, you get hit on the head sharply.
The hit was enough to make you lose consciousness.
However, the last thing you saw, is the lifeless eyes of your mother staring at you with a smile on her face.
You wake up two days later to find yourself surrounded by your siblings...
...not remember anything about your past life.
Chapter 4
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drewsprettygirl · 9 months
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video recordings 🍨🎭 .𖥔 ݁ ˖ִ ࣪⚝₊ ⊹˚
tom kaulitz x fem! reader
fluff? i seriously do not KNOW what kind this is tbh
age pairing : 15-16
warnings : none
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i could never express any kind of feelings towards people. it just didn't seem like someone who i was.
she grabbed her camcorder from her 11th birthday, placed it down the table by her bed and fixed her hair. she always recorded herself during every one of her birthdays, this is the 5th time she's done it.
“my name is _______, it’s 2005 now, so i’m currently 16. uh-“ she rambled. hearing the door creak open.
“hello?” a voice called. it was tom, one of her best friends.
best friends who have unsaid feelings about each other.
“oh, it’s you.” she looked up at him and smiled.
when you two met, tom was in a band, tokio hotel. you were quite surprised to be friends with a rocker.
being friends with someone like tom was like a job. he was spontaneous, he was the right amount of sugar and spice. he wasn’t always nice. sure, he was like one of those slacking teenagers who were always on the couch, but he was a serious person.
he was never the one to be sarcastic to you - but to be genuine with you. it was shocking to you, as he was a playboy after all. he grew up on an addiction to porn, magazines of naked women and the thought of sex made him smile mischievously.
she was a reserved girl. a quiet girl, a soft spoken girl, who dressed up like it was always winter. she never usually showed a lot of skin, as they would call her; “a girl with decency”. secretly, she would go to clubs without the permission of her mother - dressed in all sorts of tiny clothes, ones that her parents would probably never think of her to have.
tom would never call her a “hoe”. to him, she was like an angel. she was precious, like a doll. she was that one piece of innocence in his life.
“are you recording?” tom asked. walking to her bed, and plopping down next to the girl.
“what do you think?” she says, rolling her eyes playfully.
he scooted closer to her, their arms touching. positioning the camera over on their faces.
“i never would have thought of you to be a vlogger.” he chuckles. looking into her eyes once deeply. “you’re pretty. you’re like an angel.”
he takes her features in. her cat-like eyes, her long lashes, her slightly flushed pink cheeks and her lips. he stares at her lips for a second - immediately flashing his eyes back into her eyes again.
her gaze on him softens, her face going pink. all of a sudden, in his eyes, she looks like an angel. the yellowish light from her old lamp reflecting onto her face. the slight glitter on her eye lids shining, her lips glossy.
“you know that, right?”
“know what?”
“that you’re beautiful.” he says, tucking a piece of hair into her ear. they both don’t say anything. without warning they both close the gap in between them. his hands on her hips, digging into her skin. her arms on his neck.
they go on about this for about 15 minutes, his lips starting to trail down from her lips to her jaw.
⋆。゚��︎。⋆。 ゚☾ ゚。⋆ time flies by to 2006.
y/n was sat on her beside diana, one of her friends who came over to hang out. diana couldn’t help but be curious about the camcorder that was placed on the shelves of her bedroom.
“what’s this?” diana said, picking it up.
“it’s my camcorder. you can check if you want.” y/n answers nonchalantly.
diana checks the videos on y/n’s camcorder, one video particularly catching her eye. it was tom and y/n’s video, making out. y/n hears the video playing, and immediately couldn’t wrap the sounds that were familiar on her finger.
“what video’s playing?”
“you and some boy making out.”
shit.
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suguru-getos · 3 months
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“Where are you going?” Satoru watches you in absolute, utter disbelief as you get up.
“Eh? We fucked, and now I’m going home.” You chuckled, rolling your eyes and ignoring the weird, twisted expression of absolute betrayal in his eyes.
“Y-yeah? And?” He raises a brow, looking like a distressed cat with his eyes widened & brows furrowed.
“What? You think only you get to dump women?” You scoffed, smirking. “Didn’t expect you to be a clingy koala, Mr. Playboy.” You chuckled, wearing your clothes and setting your makeup.
“I- I have always- cleared that I’d just- sleep with them, NOTHING ELSE!” Oh he sounds almost believable, except he is. “Please- there’s never- there’s never anything else I’ve never given anyone the false hopes you know with my job- you’re the only-”
“Shut it, I know what you did to my best friend. That’s the only reason I played relationship with you. Piss off.” And then… you left.
Only your best friend lied about it all, about all the trauma she had from Satoru, when it was just a one-sided crush and he doesn’t even know her.
Angst potential guys 🎭 bc you’ve also fallen for him a little & would die than break the non-existent girl code.
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Hello! I hope you're doing well 🥰
If the requests are open could you do some headcanons for Trevor, Sypha and Alucard with a court jester S/O? (They may be currently courtless). They're fun and snarky and they love their partners laugh however rare it may be - so they make it their mission to get them to crack up as often as possible.
I just think it'd be really cute lmao
Thanks!
 A/N: Oh my gosh! This is such a cute ask! @metkapop Sorry if it’s bad, I just could not focus at all today.
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🎭 Castlevania Trio w/ A Court Jester S/O HC: 🎭
Trio: 
If anyone could use some cheering up, it’s these three lol.
After all the three have been through, genuine laughter is hard to come by. 
That’s where our Court Jester S/O comes in. 
They’re smart, and quick-witted, and pretty fast on their feet. They probably come into the trio’s life sometime after S4 ends. Currently courtless, they were traveling in search of a new court when they came across Village Belmont- a small but thriving new settlement, complete with a huge castle right in the middle, so they assumed there must be some sort of royal court inside. 
They’re very impressed by the way things are run/ruled: it’s not exactly a democracy, but it certainly isn’t a monarchy either, which sort of takes the pressure off. It’s easier to be naturally comedic when you don’t have to tailor all of your humor towards one /almighty/ ruler. 
They’re immediately drawn to the trio. I mean, who wouldn't be? Lol. But it’s more than mere fascination, they feel a sort of responsibility to cheer them up. Hearing their stories, hearing of all the trials and trauma they went through, our Court Jester makes up their mind to do everything in their power to make each of the trio laugh. 
Trevor: 
Trevor is the second hardest of the group to make laugh. He’s not against humor, and he has a habit of making witty comments under his breath, but he’s tired as all hell. It’s hard to laugh when you’re just so exhausted. After all, it’s not every day you get in a fight with Death and win. Needless to say, the guy needs some recovery time. 
But he does love a good sarcastic joke, especially if it’s teasing Alucard, or poking light fun at any of the superstitions the villagers have. Knowing so much about the truth of monster hunting it’s easy to sort of scoff/laugh at other people’s ignorance surrounding it. 
For example, one night, there were rumors an untethered group of vampires was heading in the castle’s general direction. Whether they were hellbent on bloodshed or negotiation was another question entirely, one that mattered not to the people. 
Going about his day, Trevor kept smelling garlic everywhere, which was odd, because there wasn’t any garland or garlic visible. After the stench became unbearable (it kept making Sypha’s morning sickness worse), he sought out Greta for answers. 
At the time Greta was conversing with our Court Jester S/O, laughing about something they said. When Trevor interrupted and asked why the hell he kept smelling garlic everywhere, Greta confided that a few of the villagers got in their heads that if they bathed in garlic water, vampires couldn’t touch them… To which our Jester replied, “Oh yeah. Because seasoned food is way less enticing.” 
Trevor let out a chuckle but otherwise held his tongue. It was only when he made it back inside to Sypha that he broke down in a fit of laughter as he relayed the information. The two’s hysterics could be heard outside. It was the perfect combination of sleep deprivation and hilarity that sent Trevor over the edge. 
From that day forward, whenever Trevor was in desperate need of a laugh, Jester would sneak a bulb of garlic into one of his pockets, before hiding and awaiting the snickers that were sure to follow. 
Sypha: 
Sypha laughs the most, although, not as much as she used to before meeting Trevor and going on this journey with him. The last few months they spent together on the road changed the way she looked at people and life. She’s still positive and always wants the best for everyone, but she’s hesitant, and much more guarded now. 
With Trevor back, everything seemed possible again. She didn’t feel as alone and lost. But there’s still a lot she has to carry. Being pregnant, leading a village, watching over Alucard, and helping Trevor heal take up most of her energy, leaving little left for an appreciation of humor. 
That doesn’t deter her Court Jester S/O though, nope! Not at all! They just try harder to see Sypha smile. 
They help her with whatever chores Sypha’s doing at the moment, making pleasant conversation, and trying some banter. When that doesn’t work, Jster opts for a more physical approach. They offer to carry a stack of papers down to the cellar before tripping and falling three-stooges-style down the stairs. The paper goes flying everywhere, like confetti. But before Sypha can even blink, they pop back up, their little bells jingling as they do so: “I’m okay!” Cue paper continuing to fall comedically around them. 
Sypha is stunned with concern for a moment before she starts to giggle. One giggle, then twp, before she’s holding her swollen belly laughing. “That was perfect,” she says. “But for safety purposes, let’s try not to do that again.” 
Jester is careful, but they don’t stop the physical humor completely. They love making moves, even Sypha can’t see coming. For example, when Sypha uses her Speaker magic to conjure floating ice steps, Jester will try to climb up onto it from below, even going as far to get a ladder if they have to, just to slide themselves over the edge and start to do pull-ups on it. Yes, it’s slippery and hazardous, but Jester knows how to fall. They’ve done it so many times, they’re practically an expert by now lol. 
The sheer zaniness of Jester’s actions never fails to bring a knowing smile to Sypha’s face. She just asks that they promise not to act that way when her baby comes around, lest they teach her kid any ideas. 
Alucard: 
Alucard is by far the hardest to make laugh. He’s much more introverted and stoic than the other two. That’s not to say he doesn’t laugh or doesn’t enjoy humor- he does, but it’s much quieter and more subtle than the others. 
Alucard was under a lot of pressure at the end of S4, especially before Trevor seemingly returned from the dead. His stress levels were through the roof, even if he tried hiding it. 
In all the chaos, the one thing Alucard found brought him the most joy was playing with the kids in the village. He liked hearing them laugh as he chased after them from above, or snuck up on them when playing hide and seek. It reminded him so much of how his parents would play with him when he was a little boy growing up in the castle. 
This of course doesn’t go unnoticed by his Jester S/O, who makes a secret pact with the orphaned children to play a funny prank on Alucard when he’s least expecting it. 
The timing just so happened to work out perfectly. It happens just after the first snow of the season. The ground becomes coated in heavy, packing snow- perfect for making snowmen and snowballs. Jester and the children get bundled up and build two modest, unsuspecting forts. Then Jester asks Alucard to come help them referee the children's snowball fight. With a bit of begging, Alucard relents, happy to give Trevor and Sypha some alone time with their new baby. 
Unbeknownst to Alucard however, is that he is the intended target of the snowball fight. And that the two forts are stocked full of pre-made snowballs ready to launch on hidden catapults, perfect for surprisingly even the smartest of dhampir. 
Once Alucard gets into position, and gives the signal for the fight to begin, the kids unleash their snowball fury. They get a good few solid hits in before Alucard’s brain catches up to the fact he’s been bamboozled. He makes a move to super-speed away but not before Jester and a handful of other older kids tackle Alucard to the ground. Yes, they all end up getting pulled with snowball after snowball from their makeshift catapult contraption, but the snow in their hair and all over their clothes is well worth it. 
Alucard, covered in snow and ice, and now freezing children throws his head back and laughs- a deep genuine laugh. 
How surprising human joy is to him, even after all of this time. It’s infectious, and Alucard finds himself grateful to be amongst friends. 
After everyone’s nose starts to freeze, he ushers the children back inside their respective homes, promising to play with everyone again tomorrow. 
Once he and Jester are back inside, he offers to make tea for the two of them. Jester of course accepts graciously, still warming themselves by the fire. Alucard leaves for the kitchen, but not before lobbing one perfectly formed snowball right at Jester’s back. Revenge was a dish best served cold after all. 
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charzard-lord · 1 year
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Under the Tension of Hate (Loki/Fem!Reader)
Word Count: 3.3k
Warnings: SMUT!!! MINORS DNI!!! angst, language, teasing, masturbation, nipple play, vaginal fingering, cunnilingus, face riding, hate sex, angry sex, rough sex, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), vaginal sex, dirty talk, multiple orgasms, hair pulling, light degradation, choking, slight dom/sub themes (with reader on top)
Pairings: Loki/Reader
Key: 🎭💣💋🔞♀️
Summary: You have a sex dream about the one person you hate the most, creating confusion and uncertainty in your heart.
A/N: OMG I started writing this in September and I literally just finished it ahhhhhhh. This took way longer than I wanted it to but at least it's finally done. Also, I was gonna make the ending angsty, but I decided to go for fluffy instead cuz I'm a sap. Sorry for not posting in forever. Hopefully this Loki smut makes up for it! Thank you as always for interacting with my fics, it gives me life!
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“I hate you,” the words leave your mouth, dripping with a carefully constructed venom as you glare daggers at Loki. He makes an inexplicable anger boil in your gut and you can’t figure out exactly why. All you know is that your heart always beats a little faster when he’s around and it pisses you off. 
“No, you don’t,” he smirks, eyes glowing mischievously as he circles you like a predator would their prey. 
“You don’t know anything,” you spit back, trying to ignore your rising body heat when he steps closer. You chalk it up to rage, trying to ignore the way his light chuckle makes your heart skip a beat. 
“I know more than you think,” he closes the distance between you and reaches out to tuck a stray hair behind your ear. There is a tenderness in his eyes when he looks at you and it only makes your anger rise. 
You back up and turn away from him, letting out a low growl. You refuse to let him have power over you. 
“Fuck you,” you say, but your voice lacks any real conviction and you mentally curse yourself for it. 
“If you insist,” his voice has a teasing lilt and you whirl around to yell at him, but he is a lot closer than you expected him to be. 
You try to back away, only to hit a wall, Loki slowly stalking closer to you, his eyes dark and intense as he seems to peer right into your soul. When he reaches you, he places both hands on the wall next to your head, closing you in, his hot breath fanning across your face. Heat rises to your cheeks as you fight the urge to rub your thighs together, unable to deny the way his presence sends a needy jolt right to your core. 
“You’re infuriating,” you manage to whisper as you avoid his gaze, attempting to slow your racing heart and steady your ragged breathing. 
“And yet you love it,” he retorts, and you have to bite back a moan as he presses his body against yours. 
“No, I don’t” you say, chest heaving and voice strained, trying to deny your arousal. 
“Tell that to the throbbing between your legs,” he lifts his thigh, letting it rub against your clothed core to accentuate his point. This time, you can’t help the whimper that escapes your throat, your hands coming up to grip his shoulders. 
“Whatever, I still hate you, Loki,” he laughs, low and dark, and it sends a pleasant shiver down your spine. 
“You keep telling yourself that,” he replies, leaning his head down to kiss your neck as you begin to move your hips against his muscular thigh. 
His mouth trails down to your collarbone, sucking and biting into the soft flesh until you’re sure he’ll leave bruises, but right now, you hardly care. One of his hands moves to lightly tug on your hair, angling your neck for better access. You lean into his touch, feeling him smirk as you let out a wanton moan, and rub yourself faster on him. 
Just as you’re about to cum, a loud beeping invades your senses, tearing you out of the dream. 
Your eyes slowly flutter open and you sit up. Reaching over, you shut off your alarm, trying to understand what the hell that was all about. Where did that come from? You really do despise Loki, so why were you having a sex dream about him? And why did it feel so good? 
You shake your head and get out of bed, throwing on a fresh pair of clothes as you try to push the dream to the back of your mind. You have more important things to worry about. 
You make your way down to the kitchen, stretching your arms and letting out a loud yawn, eager to get some food in your belly. You arrive rather quickly, immediately going over to the cabinet to find something suitable for breakfast.  Unsurprisingly, Steve is already seated at the counter, drinking his morning coffee. 
“Good morning,” he says, greeting you with a smile. 
“Morning,” you reply, returning the gesture as you continue to search for sustenance. 
You finally find what you’re looking for, but it’s a little too high up for you to reach. Determined, you stand on your tippy toes and extend your arm as far as it will go, grunting at the effort. Just as you are about to climb onto the counter, an arm reaches up past you, grabbing the item you were so desperately trying to get and offering it to you. 
“Here,” Loki’s voice sends an involuntary shiver down your spine and you snatch the item out of his hand. 
“I could’ve gotten it myself,” you say, refusing to even look at him. 
“You’re welcome,” he replies, a hint of amusement in his tone, making you groan in frustration. You do your best to ignore him, focusing instead on preparing your meal, but you can feel his eyes boring into you, his presence saturating the room and invading your every sense. Eventually, you turn to face him. 
“Can I help you?” your tone is harsh, but Loki seems completely unbothered, regarding you with that infuriating smirk of his. 
“What’s got you so worked up? Bad dreams?” he teases, a knowing look in his eye, and you visibly tense. 
“As a matter of fact, yes, I did have bad dreams last night,” you cross your arms over your chest and glare at him, which only makes his smile grow wider as he steps closer. 
“Really? What about?” his voice is still laced with mirth and you attempt to make yourself taller. 
“None of your business. Now could you leave me alone so I can make my breakfast?” with a huff, you turn back around and continue to work on your meal, but Loki refuses to yield. 
“Now why would I do that when you’re my main source of entertainment?” he speaks directly into your ear, causing you to jump involuntarily. He laughs, clearly delighted by your reactions, and you whip around to face him again. 
“I’m not in the mood,” you growl, poking his chest with your finger. He takes a step back, that smile still ever present on his face, and studies you intently. 
“Is that so? What a shame. And here I thought we were having fun,” he tilts his head to the side and sticks out his bottom lip in an overexaggerated pout. You roll your eyes. 
“There is no ‘we’, just you and your stupid games,” 
“You seem to be participating, though. That makes you a player, does it not?” he regards you curiously, waiting for your response, and you sigh deeply, shaking your head in disdain. 
“I hate you,” you mutter under your breath as you turn back around to finish your task. 
“No, you don’t” he replies, and you freeze, surprised at both the fact that he heard you and that those are the exact words he said in your dream. 
You can feel him watching you, waiting for a reaction, so you choose to instead remain silent as you work, refusing to give him the satisfaction of a reply. It proves rather difficult, though, with the suffocating weight of his gaze compelling trembles to ripple over your flesh. Despite the discomfort, you do your best to ignore him, and with a bit of effort, you finally finish preparing your breakfast. 
Not even giving him a passing glance, you quickly make your way to the dining room. You settle into one of the plush seats surrounding the large glass table and begin devouring your meal. Lucky for you, it seems Loki must have grown bored of teasing you, so you are able to eat in relative peace. 
Once you finish, you clean up your mess and decide a shower will help relieve some of the remaining tension from your encounter. You haven’t been able to stop thinking about that dream, and seeing as you woke up before you could reach your peak, you’re in desperate need of release. The fact that Loki is the one making you feel all this infuriates you to no end, but right now, you’re too horny to care. 
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Finally in the privacy of your bathroom, you swiftly remove your clothing and hop into the shower, reveling in the feeling of warm water cascading over your form. As you wash your body, you remember the details of the dream, and one hand glides down your stomach, digits brushing delicately over your clit. 
Your eyes flutter shut as you lean your head back. You let out a soft sigh of satisfaction, pressing a little harder and slowly moving your fingers in circles. With your free hand, you grab your breast and squeeze slightly, pinching the nipple every once in a while as you continue to work towards your climax. 
An involuntary gasp of Loki’s name passes your lips as you slide one finger inside, continuing to rub your clit with your thumb as you find that sweet spot deep within you. Picking up the pace, you bite your lip in an attempt to stifle your wanton moans as you rub faster, feeling an orgasm rapidly approaching. Just as you are about to crash over the edge, a sultry voice makes you stop in your tracks. 
“And here I thought you hated me,” 
Your eyes snap open and you instantly try to cover yourself as you prepare to scream at the intruder. All words fly out the window, though, as you realize who it is. 
Loki stands in front of the shower, steamy glass the only thing separating the two of you as he stares at you with dark, lust blown eyes. A tiny part of you is embarrassed, but that feeling is pushed to the back of your mind as an infuriatingly heady thirst takes center stage. 
Without thinking, you throw the shower door open and pull him in with you, crashing your lips against his. With a flash of green, he is completely naked too, and you use the opportunity to run your hands over his shoulders before harshly pushing him against the wall. 
"That's twice now you've kept me from orgasming," you growl, grabbing his hair and ruthlessly tugging it, forcing his head back. A low chuckle escapes him. 
"Is that so? When was the first?" He smirks, chest heaving and cheeks flushed. 
With a frustrated snarl, you roughly release him, letting his head fall against the tile as you turn away from him. You bury your face in your hands and sigh, fighting the urge to scream. 
"You're infuriating," as soon as the words leave your mouth, you realize that it's more dialogue directly from your dream. 
"And yet-" 
"Don't," you cut off Loki's next words, knowing exactly what he was going to say. 
You turn to face him again as a realization dawns on you, eyes going wide as you meet his gaze. 
"It was you!" Raising a finger to point at him accusingly, you start putting the pieces together. 
"I'm afraid you'll have to elaborate," he replies, but the smug look on his face tells you that he already knows exactly what you're talking about. 
"My dream!" You exclaim, heat flaring up within you at the memory. 
"What dream?" He tilts his head to the side, feigning innocence. 
"Don't play dumb!" You stalk toward him and grab his hair again, giving it a brutal wrench. He sucks in a breath, all joking gone from his expression as it turns to one of submission. 
"Okay, yes, I may have altered your dream a touch," he admits, blushing like a schoolboy. 
"What the hell is wrong with you? You can't just go messing around in people's heads!" 
"Well, it wouldn't have worked if you didn't want it to. I can't completely control someone's mind. I just planted a seed, your imagination did the rest," 
"Liar! I would never want something like that!" You practically scream, but uncertainty begins to blossom in your racing heart. 
"Are you sure about that?" His voice comes out barely above a whisper, dark eyes focused on your lips, and all logical thoughts burn away with the intense heat of your carnal desire. 
"Fuck it," you say, before kissing him with bruising force, using his hair to angle him right where you want. 
His hands immediately come to rest on your hips, squeezing and kneading at the flesh as you feverishly move your lips against his. He pulls you flush to his chest, his erection pressing into your belly, and you moan into his mouth. You grind on him, desperate for more friction. 
"See? You have to like me at least a bit to kiss me like that," Loki quips against your mouth, making you pull away to look at him. You emit a guttural sound and wrap your hand around his throat. 
"I'd like you a lot more if you shut up," you put a slight pressure on your grip and he blushes as a lewd cry escapes him at the feeling. 
"Better yet," you say, an idea taking form in your head, "why don't you put that mouth to good use," 
"What did you have in mind?" He whimpers and you release your hold on his neck, moving your hands to his shoulders, slowly pushing him to his knees. He obediently complies. 
"Make me cum," you say, spreading your legs as you tug on his raven locks, eliciting a delicious groan from the god. 
"As you wish," he says breathlessly, before leaning forward and burying his face in your aching sex. 
He wastes no time, immediately getting to work as he licks and sucks at your most sensitive parts. You grunt in satisfaction, bucking your hips up as you begin to ride his face, his skilled tongue working in tandem with your movements. He lets out a low, hungry growl, sending pleasurable vibrations right to your core. 
Loki eagerly follows your lead while you guide his head to all the right spots. He slides his hand up your thigh, teasing your dripping folds with his slender fingers before slipping one inside, and you can’t help the moan that escapes your lips. You feel him smirk against your clit, so you roughly tug his curls to remind him who’s in charge, but then he adds another finger and you almost collapse from the intense pleasure. 
“Oh fuck!” you exclaim as he pumps his digits in and out, slowly picking up the pace. Then, he closes his lips around your sensitive bud, sucking hard, and your orgasm slams into you with potent force. He helps you ride it out all the way before pulling back to look up at you through hooded eyes. 
An involuntary whine leaves you at the sight of him - on his knees, face glistening with your release, expression submissively blissed out - and you could cum again from the view alone. 
"On your feet," you say suddenly, and he immediately stands up. In this moment, you realize just how much taller he is than you, and a new wave of arousal flows through your body at the thought. 
You swap places with him and lean against the wall, looking up at him with hazy eyes before saying:
"Fuck me," 
He lets out a feral groan and pushes you roughly into the tile, pressing his mouth against yours with reckless abandon. His hands roam your form, squeezing at the supple flesh, and your body reacts to his every touch. 
You let out a small sigh at the taste of your own release on his tongue, savoring every graze of his palms over the curves of your figure. 
Suddenly, he leans back to look at your face, a serious expression on his own. 
“If I’m to have you, I’d prefer a bed,” his eyes search yours and you can’t help but laugh. He regards you quizzically and you speak between your giggles. 
“That’s what you’re worried about right now?” you say, but after a quick look around, you find yourself agreeing. “Okay, you might be right,” 
With that, he teleports the both of you to what you can only assume is his bedroom. You don’t even have a chance to look around before his mouth is on yours again, his long tongue swiping your bottom lip as if asking for permission. You gladly grant him access and commence a battle for dominance, one you quickly win. 
You guide him back towards the bed, hands exploring every inch of his body, until finally, you reach down to grip his hardened member. He groans into your mouth, bucking his hips against your palm. You smirk, pulling away to peer at him, noting his acquiescent expression. 
“Are you gonna be a good boy for me?” you say, stroking him slowly. 
“Yes, please, I’ll do anything,” he pants, and a wicked thought forms in your mind. 
“Anything?” 
“Yes, anything,” 
A satisfied sigh escapes your lips and you push him onto the mattress, moving to stand over him. He leans back on his hands and watches you intently, studying your every move. 
“Lay down,” you instruct and he quickly readjusts himself. You climb onto his lap and straddle him, setting yourself on his stomach, just above his erection. He starts to reach for you, but you slap his hands away. 
“No touching,” you say firmly and he whines, but after giving him a pointed look, he obeys. “Good boy,” you continue, slowly running your hands over his chest, enjoying the way he whimpers. It is clear that he is struggling not to touch you, hands curled into fists as they grip the bed sheets. 
Your fingers wander further up until they reach his neck. You gently wrap your hand around his throat and squeeze, feeling him buck his hips as a strained sob sounds from within. 
“You like that?” you ask, and he nods as best as he can from his position, a wonderful blush dusting his cheeks. 
You press harder and grind against him, feeling a mix of his precum and your own release between your thighs. 
“Such a pathetic plaything, getting off on me choking you,” you practically moan as you use your free hand to position his member so you can slide down onto it. Both of you let out a pleased cry at the relief of the sensation, and you continue to drop down until you are fully seated on his cock. 
Keeping one hand on his throat, you use the other to brace yourself on his chest as you begin to move, slowly working yourself towards your second climax. 
“Please,” he chokes out and you loosen your grip slightly in order to let him speak. “Let me touch you,” you think on it for a moment before quickly coming to a decision. 
“No,” you say, slamming down on him particularly hard and gripping his neck with more force than before. He lets out a delightful noise and writhes underneath you. You feel your orgasm rapidly approaching, and with the way his cock twitches inside you, you know he’s close too. Increasing your speed, you put more pressure on his throat and say, “Cum for me,” 
Just as the words leave your mouth, he explodes inside of you, filling you up as you reach your own high. You ride it out to the end before collapsing on his chest, both of you panting heavily as you try to catch your breath. 
A long moment passes as you feel him soften inside of you. Once you’ve gained back a little energy, you gently remove yourself from his lap and stand. 
“Where are you-” Loki starts, but you quickly cut him off. 
“To finish my shower. We might as well get cleaned up, right?” you say, extending a hand to him in a silent invitation to join you. He smiles and gets up, walking over to you and lacing your fingers together as you both make your way to the bathroom.
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nattinatalia · 1 year
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Jack Harlow x Reader : BABY MAMA DRAMA
A/N : A whole other universe from my other AUS. Read this first 🎭 appearances by @hoodharlow 🫶🏻
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You knew Jack since you were little kids running around the block. He was there when you scraped up your knee and needed stitches. He was there when you needed braces, he was there when your goldfish died.
He was your best friend.
Best friend who shared with you all of his dreams. Dreams that you encouraged and made sure he kept going and make those dreams come true.
Then best friends turned into lovers. It was a beautiful and wonderful thing. Everything was perfect. He had gotten signed to a record label and he was being recognized all over the world.
You were there besides him through it all, day in and day out. He made promises, promises that he sometimes failed to see through, but you still stood besides him, because you loved him.
Once his album ``Come Home The Kids Miss You'' was released, everything went downhill. You ended up pregnant and alone. He would be busy with work or simply not showing up.
You would confront him but all he would do is kiss you and tell you he’d make it up to you. Which you were an idiot and believed every word he said.
The first time he got caught was when he said he would be in the studio but his location would say otherwise. You never bothered to check his whereabouts, but being pregnant and hormonal, it made you do things you never thought you’d do.
The second time, he told you he had an appearance at a club in Atlanta. Imagine your surprise when you go on social media and see him partying with influencers in Los Ángeles.
He continued to make promises and you stayed, stayed because he was your comfort, but the nail in the coffin was when he didn’t even show up to the birth of your child.
Once you laid eyes on your perfect little boy, you knew you weren’t about to let Jack do whatever he pleases with you. You weren’t about to fall for his beautiful blue eyes and beautiful smile.
So when he came home three days after you gave birth and was released from the hospital, you told him it was over. He being the cocky and confident man he is, he thought you were joking.
So what you did next was pack your things and move out of your shared home. He didn’t even come searching for you or your son.
His family? His family were there alongside you through it all. His mom would apologize for his son's actions, but you assured her it wasn’t her fault.
Now three years later you’re finally in a good place physically and mentally. Growing and learning and you weren’t about to let anyone ruin that.
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“Tell me this bitch is joking.” Your cousin Blanca says as she enters your living room.
“Que pasó?”
“Your dumb ass baby daddy is what happened.”
“Girl, can you stop trying to fight the man? Let it go, I did.” You tell her chuckling.
“No, he hurt you and he wasn’t even around. He wants to act like the perfect father online when he’s barely even getting to know his kid.”
“I mean-“
“Go to his Instagram and you’ll see why I’m even more pissed. Pendejo que es.”
You grab your cellphone, “Blanca I’m sure it’s nothing ba- ARE YOU KIDDING ME? WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?”
“So are we driving to his moms house and beating the fuck out of the bitch?”
“NO, you’re crazy Blanca.”
“You know they’re doing that shit to get you to react?” Your best friend says, scrolling through the comments on Jack’s Instagram post.
“Well it worked, I’m pissed. How dare he?”
“What are you going to do?.”
You shrug, “I don’t know but I have to pick up my son from Maggie’s house later tonight. I just hope they’re not there because I’ll probably do something I’ll regret.”
“Did you tell Maggie it was fine for Jack to be around?”
“In my opinion, he shouldn’t even be able to know anything about my nephew. He wasn’t around for any doctor appointments, he wasn’t around when you gave birth.” Blanca tells you, getting frustrated.
You understand your prima completely, she and your best friends did everything Jack was supposed to do. They even moved to be near you and your son, so their feelings towards Jack are totally valid and you respect that.
You nod, “I know B, but I didn’t want my son to grow up without a dad like me. It’s a messed up situation between Jack and me, I don’t want my son to witness that.”
“I know but that shit he pulled is uncalled for.”
“Oh yeah completely and he’ll be hearing about it when I pick up Adrian.” You say.
“You do know we’re coming with you right?” Your best friend tells you.
“Yup, most definitely. What if his girl is there?.” Blanca adds.
You chuckle “Están locas ustedes, but yes I know.”
“So are we going for sexy milf or comfort clothes tonight.”
You shake your head but head towards your bedroom in search of an outfit. Your cousin and bestie are following right behind you.
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You were now outside of Maggie’s house to pick up Adrian and you noticed Jack’s jeep was in the driveway.
“Don’t slash his tires Blanca.” You say getting out of your car.
“Bitch I wasn’t. But good thinking.”
“I can’t with your crazy ass.”
You’re now by the front door of the house and ring the doorbell. You can hear little footsteps running towards the door.
“Mama.” Your son yells once the door is opened and runs to you.
“Hola mi amor, ¿cómo estás?” You carry him and kiss all over his face.
“Missed you mama.” He tells you and kisses you on your cheek.
“I missed you too, did you have fun with your grandma? And tio Clay.?”
He nods then looks behind you “Tia Blanca hi.”
“Hi squirt, come on let’s take you with tia Drea.” Blanca looks at you. “I’ll be back.”
You nod and finally notice that the one who opened the door was Jack and not Maggie.
He’s standing there with his hands inside the pocket of his hoodie. “He missed you.”
I nod, “Yeah, he told me.”
“I know you’re probably pissed about some stuff that happened over the weekend and on social media.”
“You had no right to do that without speaking to me first. But this is not the place or time to talk about that. I have enough respect for your mom, I’m not going to cause a scene in her front door.”
“Then can we meet up tomorrow? I know I don’t deserve to even be speaking to you or being in my son's life but I want to be better, I want to do better for you and him.”
“I can’t tomorrow I’m busy.”
“With what?”
“That’s no concern to you at all.” Blanca says walking back towards you. “But she has a date.” She says smirking.
You turn and glare at her.
“A date? With who?” Jack asks.
You shake your head, “No, nope, not doing this with you. Is your mom home? I’d like to say bye to her and thank her for looking out for Adrian.”
“She’s taking a call.”
You nod, “Well I’ll be heading out.”
“Control your bitch next time. Don’t be having her under my nephews pictures. It’s messed up what you did. She feels some type of way, I’ll knock some sense into her if she comes near Adrian again.” Blanca tells him.
You hold back a laugh. “B come on let’s go.”
“Y/N, just text me the details of when we can meet.”
“I don’t have your number, I’ll reach out to Clay.” You say and head towards your car.
You don’t wait to see if he said anything else, you just wanted to leave. You didn’t even notice your cousin didn’t even follow after you.
You’re inside your car with your son and best friend.
“She’s probably laying it on him.” Drea says.
“Yup.”
*******
“Y/N is too nice but she has me, I’m not letting you hurt her or Adrian. If you’re not planning on being in his life one hundred, then don’t give that little boy hope.” Blanca tells Jack, staring him down.
“All due respect, that's none of your business, that’s between Y/N and me.”
Blanca chuckles, “You have no rights, Y/N is the one who decides who comes around Adrian, you should’ve known introducing your little girlfriend without asking Y/N first, was a mistake.”
“I didn’t mean to push any buttons. But I do have a life and if he’s going to be in mine, he needs to meet everyone from my circle, including my girl.” He says getting annoyed.
Blanca laughs, “Would you be okay if she introduced Adrian to her date tomorrow? Not that she will. But I can bet money that you’d feel some type of way.”
“Again, none of your business what we do with our son.”
“Este pendejo.” She’s glaring at Jack. “Do whatever you want man. But keep your bitch away from my nephew. I have no problem knocking her and Neelam out.” She says and walks away but not without flipping him off.
Jack is standing outside of his parents' doorstep and watches as you drive off with your son.
As soon as your car is out of the neighborhood. Jack is texting his best friend Urban.
Jack: Meet me tomorrow.
Urb: For?
Jack: Baby mama has a date.
Urb: ????
Jack: I want to see who it is.
Urb: NO!!!
Jack: Bro come on!!!!
Urb: Fine 🙄 🤦🏼‍♂️
Jack smiles and heads inside the house and starts planning what he’s going to do once he sees you on your little date.
He might have a girlfriend at home. But he has a son and he can admit he misses you and will try hard to get his family back. No one will stop him and his plans, not even Blanca.
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lyranova · 7 months
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ok, i know you are currently busy with other prompts including one from me, but after reading your latest little story with zora and nebra, i just had to give this prompt, and it involves something that's not brought up in alot of zora fics
nebra seeing zora without his mask for the first time
Hiya! So…I didn’t realize this until today but this request has been finished for at least…3-4 months and has just been sitting in my drafts for some reason 😅. I probably got side tracked like I normally do 😆! Anyway, I hope you enjoy 🥰!
Word Count: 521
Warnings: None
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“ Hey, Zora, are you ready to go?” Nebra asked as she pushed open the bathroom door, she watched as Zora suddenly turned to look at her and both their eyes widened.
He wasn’t wearing his mask.
Nebra just stared at him as he scrambled around the room looking for his mask, she had thought the reason he wore it was due to some scar or burn like what Captain Vangeance had. But he didn’t have anything like that, his face was perfect and blemish-free, so blemish free that she was almost jealous.
“ Why the hell didn’t you knock, huh?” Zora shouted angrily as he found his mask and began to slip it on again, but Nebra quickly rushed over to him and grabbed his hand.
“ Don’t…don’t put it on, not just yet,” Nebra said softly as she stared at him. “ I want to see you without it…at least for another minute.’’ She added, and she watched the anger disappear from his face and an embarrassed look appear in its place.
She reached out and gently touched it with her hand, his skin was as soft as silk, but there was a bit of roughness to it as well. She watched him close his eyes and lean into her touch before he grabbed her wrist and gave her palm a gentle kiss.
“ What? Are you that surprised?” Zora asked jokingly, but Nebra nodded.
“ I am, I thought you had some terrible scar or curse under that mask, so to see that you’re completely fine has me stunned. And a little confused as to why you wear it.” Nebra said with a small frown as she pulled her hand away and crossed her arms. Zora sighed and rubbed the back of his head.
“ ‘Cause…” He began hesitantly, she could see the unsureness in his normally confident eyes. “ ‘Cause…I thought it was cool, and I didn’t show you my face before because I thought you liked the ‘mystery’ behind the mask.” He muttered and Nebra blinked at him.
“ I know, it’s totally uncool, right? But for some reason, that’s just what went through my head.” Zora admitted with a shrug, and suddenly Nebra began to laugh, causing him to look at her in surprise.
“ You thought…I would find you uncool without your mask on?” Nebra asked as she continued to chuckle. “ You really are crazy if you genuinely believed that!”
Zora opened his mouth, irritation beginning to creep up, but closed it as Nebra continued.
“ You’re uncool whether you’re wearing that mask or not, and that’s why I love you. Because you’re uncool, if you were cool, I would have dumped you a long time ago.” Her tone was joking and teasing, but she truly meant what she said, she truly loved him because of how dorky he was.
Zora snorted before he walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her shoulders, he leaned over and gave her a loud and annoying kiss on the cheek.
“ You’re so freaking mean! But, I guess that’s why I love you.” Zora joked, and he gave her another loud and annoying kiss on her cheek.
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Thank you all so much for reading and I hope you all have a good day~!
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im-dehydrated05 · 2 months
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Not too confident with this one but enjoy!
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𝐓𝐨 𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐀𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐞
Pt.1 | Pt.2 | Pt.3 | Pt.4 | Pt.5
Aurora made it to class just as the bell rang. She sat down, immediately getting a text message from Cassandra.
CASSI🎭
HEY YOU MADE IT TO CLASS IN TIME?
You're not going to believe me, but even though I fell and ate shit, I still made it in time—just barely!
🤣
YOU SURE YOU DONT HAVE A CONCUSSION?
🖕
Aurora smiled at her phone but placed it down when someone sat next to her.
?: "Hey, what’s got you smiling at your phone?”
Aurora’s breath hissed as she looked at the unhinged psychopath who tried and did stab her in other loops. Her hands trembled, but she tucked them neatly on her lap, trying to seem less panicked.
"Nothing, just my dumb theater friend texting me.”
Mia grinned, scooting over her chair closer to Aurora.
Mia: “Oh yeah, is she like your best friend?”
Aurora's breath got caught in her throat before she let out a shaky breath and finally managed to calm her nerves, giving Mia a calm smile.
"Nah, I already have a best friend.”
Mia frowned a little, resting her head on her arms.
Mia: “Oh yeah, who?”
"Oh, you know, just someone named Mia Winter? You know, it doesn’t really matter in what life I’m in; she just seems to follow me in almost every single one. She has been acting like a bitch, though, and I mean, who the hell stabs their best friend?”
Mia quickly stood straight in her chair, a look of shock on her face. She opens her mouth, but Aurora quickly excuses herself from the class, saying that something has come up, and sprints away. A few moments later, she could hear someone sprinting behind her.
shit. Shit. Shit!
Aurora walks out of the theater quickly, running to the forest, not noticing that Ms. President was looking at her from afar. The blonde frowns at seeing Mia come after the brunette, not shortly after.
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Mia made it to the lake in the forest, looking around nervously, almost afraid.
Mia: “Hey Aurora, no hard feelings, right? I didn’t mean to stab you; I just... I wanted my best friend back!”
She took out her switchblade, opening and closing it again and again as she looked around, getting frustrated when she didn’t hear anything back.
Mia: “I don’t know how you remember me now, but it’s obvious that it wasn’t Miranda’s doing... She promised! She promised she would bring you back; that’s why—
Mia fell to the floor, unconscious. We see Aurora behind her, holding a big branch in her hands and breathing heavily. She put it down and grabbed Mia, putting her in a place where she wouldn’t get hurt or hurt others. Aurora turned around, looking at the lake. She cautiously walked towards it and sighed when she saw her reflection.
“Lᴏᴏᴋ ᴡʜᴏ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ʙᴀᴄᴋ.”
"Well, hello to you too.”
Her reflection chuckled, and Aurora smiled while sitting down in front of the lake.
“This is weird as hell.”
“Tᴇʟʟ ᴍᴇ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ᴏɴᴇ ᴍɪɴᴜᴛᴇ ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴠᴏɪᴅ ᴍɪssɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡɪғᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴋɪᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏᴡ I’ᴍ sᴛᴜᴄᴋ ɪɴ ᴛʜɪs ʟᴀᴋᴇ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ sᴇᴇ ᴍᴇ.”
Aurora tilts her head, trying to comprehend everything that the spirit is telling her.
“Yᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ᴀ Bᴜᴅʀɪᴏʟɪ.”
“That’s my last name, yeah.”
“Sᴏ ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ᴀ ᴡɪᴛᴄʜ.”
“I’m sorry, what?”
The spirit in the lake chuckled with a nervous tone and uncertainty in her voice.
“Yᴇᴀʜ ᴀʀᴇɴ’ᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴡɪᴛᴄʜ. A ᴅᴇsᴄᴇɴᴅᴀɴᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ Bᴜᴅʀɪᴏʟɪ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅʟɪɴᴇ, ʙʟᴇssᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ sᴋɪʟʟᴇᴅ ʜᴇᴀʟɪɴɢ ᴀʙɪʟɪᴛɪᴇs?”
The two stare at each other, the breeze blowing against Aurora’s hair.
.
.
.
“I thought my grandma was having another dementia episode when she started talking about witches, but uh, I have like a book of witchcraft...? And other stuff she left me there, all in a box back at the dorm.”
Aurora scratched her neck, letting out a nervous laugh. The spirit squinted her eyes at her with a judgmental look in her eyes.
“Yᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ᴛᴇʟʟɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɢʀᴀɴᴅᴍᴀ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ sʜᴇ sᴀɪᴅ?”
"Hey, she said crazy shit all the time; how was I supposed to know that one was true?“
“Oᴋᴇʏ, ᴏᴋᴇʏ, ғɪɴᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ.”
“Thank you!”
Aurora stood up, looking down at her reflection with a hand on her hip.
“So what exactly is the point in all of this?”
"Well, to bring me back, of course. If you do, Miranda will leave you and your friends alone.”
Aurora’s eyes widen.
They’ll be free.
"Okay, I’ll do it. If this will stop the loops, I’ll do it.”
The reflection smiled brightly before a look of shock appeared on her face, and she disappeared, turning into Aurora’s normal reflection.
What the hell?
?: “So you remember the loops?”
Aurora turned around to see a familiar face standing behind her. It was Bela; she had her arms crossed, waiting for an answer.
Aurora nodded, her expression filled with both confusion and relief.
"Yes, I remember the loops.“
Bela is silent for a moment before she walks closer to Aurora, cupping her face gently. There was still no expression on her face, but Aurora still couldn’t hold back the content sigh that left her lips.
Bela: “Are you okay? I saw Mia following you.”
Aurora stepped back, a chuckle leaving her lips, before she pointed to the closes tree to them.
"Well, I didn't want her to hurt me or herself, so I duct-taped her to the tree.”
In the moment, Mia woke up trashing around. Aurora just smiled at her, and Bela looked at Mia with a distasteful look on her face.
Bela: “Where did you even get duct tape?”
“That’s for me to know and for you to find out.”
The blonde rolled her eyes, a tired sigh leaving her lips.
Bela: “Okay then.”
Aurora nods before walking close to Mia and untaping her mouth.
Mia: "Ow, Aurora, what the fuck!”
“You’re going to help me or not?”
Mia: “Of course I am dumb ass; you’re my best friend.
“Good.”
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bones4thecats · 6 months
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A/N: This is the second part of the previously posted ‘TWST x Reader’. This was fun to write for these boys, so, enjoy Anon~~
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🪅 Ace always teased you with kisses, and words, but he mainly did it by touching you in some way
🪅 So you wanted to get him back, and now he wouldn’t expect it
🪅 Your boyfriend was getting his hair ruffled by his fellow basketball club members when you hugged him and kissed his cheek
🪅 He was taken aback for a mere few seconds before jumping back and giving you your own kiss on the cheek
🪅 You cannot seem to faze him for too long…
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🎭 This beanpole, I swear
🎭 Floyd has scored the winning goal and hugged his brother, who handed him a towel to help fix his sweat-covered self
🎭 You walked up to him and motioned for him to bend down, as he was fairly tall
🎭 He did so, and when he felt you kiss his cheek, he laughed loudly and hugged you, chanting;
“ My S/O thinks I’m deserving of a congratulatory kiss! How amazing! You deserve one too, my treasure! “
🎭 He then proceeds to flood your face with kisses
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🐍 Your boyfriend had been training for this game all year, the semi-finals, and now they had done it
🐍 Thanks to his genius pass to Ace, the goal was taken and scored with just 5 seconds remaining on the clock nonetheless
🐍 Seeing his eyes light up and the other boys congratulate them made you smile
🐍 Running down the bleachers in the gym and towards him was filling you with more love than ever
🐍 So, in a fit of said love, you kissed his cheek as he held you in his arms
🐍 A slight amount of blush covered his tan-cheeks as he chuckled, ruffling your hair, saying;
“ Rohi, I am pleased to see you are just as excited as I am. Now, how about I get cleaned up and we meet outside? “
( Rohi - Arabic for “My soulmate”)
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writingoddess1125 · 7 months
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Theater Brat pt. 3 🎭
Buggy x FemReader
Some more Angst then Fluff but still fun!
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You felt like your head was pounding, groaning softly as you felt yourself come to. Was it the alcohol from the party in Tangerine town?.. but you don't remeber drinking that much?.. It wasn't until the image of Buggy's eyes on you that evening that everything came to and you snapped your eyes open finally.
It was almost pitch black but with a single spotlight on the ground about 10 ft from you, yourself seated on what could only be described as a wooden red throne. Sitting up you see you're dresses in a far too expensive gown, very similar to one from your favorite musicals but dyed a sky blue color as well as jewelry hanging down from your ears, neck and wrist. Even a ring placed on your hand which was gold with a sapphire in the center.
A sense of panic hit your chest as you tried to sit up- far too quickly as the ache in your head returned. Making you sit back down on the chair.
"Sorry, those Muggy Balls can cause drowsiness and headaches.. I thought I gave you the smallest one I had but- seems it was still too strong" You heard a all too familiar voice say, turning to see Buggy standing just to the side of the throne. Leaned against it as he used one of his knives to clean under his nails-
"B-Buggy what the hell? I agreed to go with you- why did you?"
"To make it easier, it's harder to sneak a person put instead of just kidnapping them while unconscious. Way quieter" He said with a crooked grin, Leaning back up and walking around the throne like chair. Looking you over like a predator who had finally caught their prey.
"And the costume?.." You questioned, swallowing thickly as you saw his eyes linger over your form.
"Just a gift, for your care of me while with the Strawhats" He said with a smile. His hands playing with your hair as he stepped to your left and sighed contently at the sight of you.
"Bring it here!" He yelled at some shadows in the corner, before a grand desk was brought out and set infront of you by two of his crewmates. The finest of pens, pencils, paints and paper also set upfront of you, as well as a bowl of fine sweets you had once expressed enjoying and even popcorn.
You couldn't help but feel both flattered and a little scared how much he had thought this threw. Your favorite snacks, your favorite drinks, he had truly listened to it all and you hadn't even realized it.
"I have prepared my best show yet, and as promised. No 'Gore' or anything to scare you Doll' He said teasingly, which surprisingly drew a chuckle from you.
"I hope you enjoy, and I do want to see what you can draw up for me" He said with a wink as he stepped back from you and into the waiting spotlight.
"Ladies and Gentlemen! Boys and Girls here to witness the greatest show of all! Buggy' Circus of Delight!" He announced, the lights coming on all around you as flocks of different acts came out in at first a symphony of chaos. Before they organized in a perfect rehearsed fashion.
Act after act was done perfectly, from the dancing Lion, to Buggy's juggling act which even included his own head that made you laugh st your seams. Musical numbers of your favorite songs, Acrobatics, Contortionist and everything under the sun.
By the end of it you were Grinning ear to ear and applauding the group.
"That was absolutely wonderful! You all are very talented and lovely, I'm impressed" You praised, which earned received smiled from the crew. Buggy walked over to you and leaned against the chair again to see what you had made, Grinning widely at the drawing you had conjured up.
"Perfect-" He muttered, You looking up at him to see his eyes on you and not your painting. Blushing a bit as you smiled.
"I'm glad you like it Buggy! I wanted the highlight the diversity and talent of your show" You said, cheerfully, however you were surprised when Buggy detached his hand and gently grabbed yours. Looking to see you had removed the bracelets and ring-
"You took them off?" He questioned, raising a brow at said jewelry on the desk.
"Oh I didn't want to get ink on them or scratch the paper" You admitted with a calm shrug. He frowned slightly.
"If they were damaged or you don't like them I'd get you new ones" He said with a shrug, Acting like the jewelry wasn't that important or hard to find.
"(Y/N) I promise I'll give you anything you wish for. Nothing is too expensive for you" He said, his eyes glowing with that same emotion as before- one you didn't know until now... obsession.
"There is no need for that, I promise. Besides Buggy this stuff is lovely but far too expensive for me. This could cost most people a fortune and I have never worn expensive things" You emphasized, but saw Buggy smile and pick back up the ring and slide it back on your finger. Giving your hand a gentle squueze.
He waved over his crew members who brought his throne over- you realizing he must have had a second throne for you either brought up or made as his own was sat next to you, his hand still holding over yours. As if also rehearsed a large meal was brought out and set on open spots of the desk. You noticed how much this seemed to be planned- the show, dress, jewelry even the lunch and snacks gifted to you... it was perfectly planned.
"Say what did you think of the juggling?-" Buggy said quickly, pulling your mind from yout questioning thoughts like he could read you so openly.
You and Buggy talked for a while, eating lunch together and tlaughing. Buggy expressing delight in the artistic rendering that you had made and even flexing his arm to show that he was way buffer then most, laughing you to break out in giggles which he clearly enjoyed
"This has been delightful Buggy, But I must get back to my crew" You said with a happy sigh having enjoyed the day greatly despite the scary start, not catching the darkened look that grazed Buggy's eyes.
"Alright, But it has been a long journey and show for you. How about you take a bath and rest a little? I have a room you can use" He said with a kind smile, which seemed off in a way. However you nodded non the less.
After the very nice bath and having a few snacks you laid in the massive bed. Dressed in the nice pajamas that one of the crew members dropped off for you.
You looked around, noticing something you hadn't noticed before. The gold looking bolts on your window so it couldn't be opened, how secure this room was and separated it was from the crew quarters. Paired with something that immediately caught you eyes- painted directly above your head was a blue bird- around its closed wings golden lines wrapped around it..
"A golden cage..." You whispered, dread filling your soul as you looked around. The expensive clothes laid in the cherry wood draws, the massive sleigh bed that was filled with the finest of of pillows and silk blankets. All the art supplies and trinkets you could ask for.. This was your cage- He wasn't going to let you out.
Rushing to the door you try the handle, feeling the door not give way and the handle not budge. Locked.. from the outside. Rapidly you started to pull at the handle, feeling tears well in your eyes as the realization fully set in.
"Oh Gods..." You gasped out, fear running through your body as you stood back. Realizing what was happening to you- A prisoner of Buggy, his own personal friend that he would never let go of-
You started to bag against the door and cry out for release but your please were ignored. Instead silence only following you- As fear crept into your system you sat at the stool near the window looking out at the sky and crying silently.
It was a few hours before you heard the sound of the door being unlocked. Watching as Buggy stepped in with a large tray of food and drinks that was clearly ment to be shared, a smile on his lips.
"I see you're settling in well- a few of my Freaks mentioned you had started to bang on the door and rattle the nob.." He said, his gaze hardening a bit while his voice stayed jovial. Watching you as you stood up from the easel and a painting you had started after crying.
"Buggy why are you keeping me here? This isn't what we agreed to! You said I could go"
"Did I?-" He said with a amused smile. You couldn't tell if this was a punishment for his imprisonment or a reward for your presence, Clearly it was as clouded to you as it was to him- He simply smiled seeing the confusion and fear in your eyes and brushed it off. Instead walking to the record player in the room and putting on one of the records, slow music began to bleed through the horn and filled the room with song.
"You're my person (Y/N) I can't let you go that easily"
Stepping forward towards your shaking form he gently wrapped one hand around your waist and another holding your hand. Guiding you to follow him in a gentle sway-
"I promise, I'll make you happy. Happier then anyone else-" He said calmly, his hand holding your tightly as the two of you swayed to the music. A few tears running down your cheek and felt his lips kiss them away slowly. Smiling against your cheek as he pulled back just enough to look you in the eyes as the music began to come to a end.
"and I'll kill anyone who dares try to get in my way"
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Younger Adopted MC {M6 Headcanons + Mini Fic!}
“Hey I hope you are well, do you do plutonic fics like a teen mc who's kinda like a sibling to the main 6?”
Hello! Hopefully this is close to what you asked for… I’ve caught a cold from a friend of mine and it’s hitting me right in the gut so I’m sorry if some of these seem a bit off…
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Thank you so much for requesting though! ❤️
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Asra
He often saw you about in the market place, after discovering your rather unique take on magic and interest in it. He decided to take you under his wing.
After awhile you both grew closer.
He kept an eye on you, gave you housing and food.
While you both practiced magic you’d attempt to toss small magical jolts towards Asra. Which resulted in a small, of course playful fight.
He would always win.
When you hurt yourself practicing magic he’d always attempt to heal it, if it went beyond his abilities he’d take you to whoever he could.
(Usually Julian but sometimes he’d rather just do it himself.)
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“You know, you could just ASK to use my deck right?”
He had caught me, Tarot deck in hand. I grumble an apology as he looks at me. Giving him a huff I gently place the deck into his hand.
“I just wanted to see..” At my words he chuckles, a large smile now on his face.
“Again, you could have asked! Come on, I’ll show you.”
You perk up at his comment. “Wait really??” He gets a happy little pep in his step as he walks over to his usual spot at the table, he gestures for me to come with.
I happily hop out of my chair and walk over.
“I’ll even teach you how to use it properly, how’s that sound?”
🎭 Julian & Portia 🐈
You had taken an interest in medical work which landed you right in the clinic of a Dr. Devorak.
You followed him around as an understudy and he just enjoyed your company.
He slowly opened up and started to treat you much like his own sibling Portia.
Speaking of her—
Portia would often come by the clinic to drop off some goods or just to say hey to Julian, which you always loved to see her but you two also became really close
You would both giggle to each other and poke small jabs at Julian while he was scrunched away in his office
One day he walked in on you both laughing and he asked what it was about, you both still to this day have refused to tell him he had a rather interesting hole in his trousers.
The three of you would hang out and get into some trouble when the time was right-
Since Portia worked at the palace it was sort of easy to get in and out unnoticed, You and Julian would constantly attempt to scare Portia while she ran around the palace doing small errands for the Countess.
Which she hated.
You and Portia on the other hand would rearrange Julian’s lovely Leech collection.
Slowly start adding more and more small SHINY random objects within his office.
Malak would go bonkers
You and Portia would run as soon as you heard both Julian and the Bird start cawing at each other.
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“Okay… one…two…threeeeee…NOW”
You and Portia Jumped out of the small closet within the Doctors office, both of you putting on your best scary face as the Lanky gentleman in front of you scrambled out of his chair, a loud scratchy scream vibrated the walls.
As he registered who was standing in front of him now he straightened out and put on a rather stern face.
“You two need to knock it off. One day i’ll-“
You cut him off with a laugh. “I’ll finally have to put my pirate combative skills to use!” His face went unchanged as you continued to mock him. Both you and Portia quickly fall to the floor attempting to catch whatever air you could back into your lungs.
Hearing footsteps coming towards you both you quickly look up to see Julian’s arms outstretched with sprawled out fingers, a very wicked grin on his features.
“That’s it.”
Portia gets the right idea first and quickly jumps up and books it out the office door, a loud “SORRY” can be heard as she runs away.
“Oh-“
🐺 Muriel
Inanna was the first one to sniff you out, and once she got your scent there was no running
Muriel followed close beyond
They found you all curled up and cold in the forest
Inanna being absolutely fascinated with you
Muriel not so much
Inanna managed to convince him to bring you home and get you out of the rain
While you made a quick recovery you managed to worm your way into this mans brain
As the days went past you began shuffling around his hut, whatever you could find to entertain yourself was enough
You managed to make a small fort out of the furs he had and Inanna fell in love.
He would come home from collecting things out in the forest and he would be stumped to find you both curled into each other in the small fuzzy fort
You would almost constantly find some way to mess with Muriel, whether it be misplacing his whittling tools or hiding away somewhere in the hut to only be sniffed out by Inanna.
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“Inanna Hush!” You whispered to the wolf, her tail only wagged faster and faster, a small happy yip falling from her mouth.
You were currently hiding away in the hut, underneath a pile of Fur. Muriel had been out all day and you wanted to play a small prank on him when he got home.
But Inanna was giving away your spot.
You heard loud heavy footsteps just outside the hut door and in a quick move of desperation you grab Inanna and pull her into the pile of furs with you.
“(Y/N)… Inanna?” Muriel low voice can be heard just barely against the furs. You felt Inanna tail begin to move against your leg and you quickly go to grab it, as you did so she licked your face.
You giggle as she continues to lick away at your face but your stomach sinks when the furs are pulled away from you.
Muriel stands before you, Furs in hand and a rather confused look on his face.
“What… are you two doing?”
Inanna jumps away and happily rubs against Muriels leg, another happy yip falling from her.
“Well… Ya see…I was supposed to scare you but, Inanna had different plans…” You huff.
👑 Nadia
You had been working as a palace worker for a while now, Nadia had taken a special interest in you-
She would often call upon you for small things, or even just to chat
The other palace workers were getting a bit jealous-
You seemed to be one of her favorites.
After a while she started treating you like a sibling-
Older sister dotting after their youngest sibling-
She would call you around the palace and ask for your assistance with personal matters or just to have tea with you
Your tea talks consisted of speaking about nobles, talking about new fashion that began popping up around the region-
Girl stuff
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“Now darling you HAVE to try on this outfit it will be perfect for the dance!” Nadia handed you a rather beautiful ball gown, but with the large smile on her face you just chuckled.
She whipped back around and began rummaging through a small jeweled box, when you turn to place the out on the small chair next you, you heard a muffled laugh fall from the countess.
“Now with THIS, you’ll look absolutely stunning!” She turns around with a small dainty necklace, a very large grin plastered to her face.
“Nadia, are you sure?” At your question she nods and quickly turns you around to hook the necklace around you.
Knock Knock
Both you and Nadia turn to look at the door, the countess straightens up and she walks over. When she peaks her head out you laugh a bit as you catch sight of a rather large tea pot settled upon a tray.
When she grabs the tray and sends the servant away she happily walks back over and hands you a cup.
“Now let’s talk, These guests will have the most-“
“Horrendous haircuts?” You giggle at Nadia’s face. Her hand goes to cover her mouth as you see her attempt to hold back laughter.
“Well, yes actually.”
You both erupt into laughter.
🐐Lucio
The count had almost ignored you entirely at first.
When you managed to befriend his dogs however, he became rather interested.
He began to follow you around as you busied yourself around the palace
He would ask you to clean his pictures
Maybe go polish one of his statues
For behind who he was you always seemed to be so sassy towards him
“You know, I could have you executed..?”
“Oh yeah?”
“Yeah.”
“Well that’s a shame, if I die then there’ll be no one else to willingly polish your statues anymore.”
“I-“
You Just grew on him
He would almost always come to you and complain about his day or talk about people and you just listened
You would make fun of him sometimes for his rather bratty attitude and he would always attempt to fight you for it.
For all his talk though he never did actually fight you.
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“And THEN He had the NERVE to call me a-“
“Bratty child?”
“YES” Lucio’s voice reverberated off the walls of the room you were in, you were attempting to clean out this old novelty room but it was hard with the count constantly moving things and tossing and turning on the floor.
Much like a child.
“When are you gonna be done?”
“As soon as I’m done.”
Lucio groaned at your response and he sat up from the floor, you turn to look at him and you see him begin to look at the room rather intently.
“What’s the matter…?” You asked.
“This room needs more pictures of me.. or more so A picture of me.”
You couldn’t help but groan at his comment. But he was kind of right, almost every room in the palace had something that either looked like him or gave off his energy so this room was rather unique in the … non-lucio items that decorated its walls.
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