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sweetfire01 · 4 months

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Merry Christmas, here's your gift 👀

Daddy! Diavolo pt.2 (forced age regression)

[Pt.1]

"it's time to get up, sugar, open your eyes for daddy." A voice pulled you out of dreamland. Was your daddy there? "Ugh…Da…da…" Your mouth felt funny, you couldn't articulate the words well. You snapped your eyes open as you fully woke up, finding Diavolo kneeling in front of the bed. Everything that had happened came back to you. The adoring look on his face made you flustered again. "Aww, look at you! Too little to talk huh? Alright, dada loves hearing you babbling!" You suddenly realized you had something in your mouth and spat it out – it was a pacifier! The action must have seemed extremely adorable to the prince, cooing at you as he pulled you out of the blankets and crib. You kicked your feet weakly, protesting. "Nooo…Dii...Dii…" Damnation! Why did you feel this way? You couldn't speak, your tongue felt incredibly heavy, as did your cheeks and arms, resulting in a pathetic and futile attempt to free yourself from his grip. "Mmmh, do you prefer to call me Didi? Oh, okay baby, then Didi loves hearing you babbling" He hummed, setting you down on the carpet, sitting next to you and taking some stuffed animals from a basket. "Here, now that you're all rested up are you ready for some playtime?" Please no. You wanted to escape.

Despite all your time in the Devildom, you had never had an hour…this much hellish. Diavolo tried to get you to play, first with some stuffed bunnies, but when you refused to answer his "hop, hop, I'm the Rabbit Prince, what's your name?" he decided you were just too young for that. “Maybe not much fun for a baby who's still babbling,” he commented, which earned him an “absolutely adorable” glare from you and a bunny tossed no further than 50cm from you. He then proceeded to lie you on the carpet, with you stomach up, and take a rattle. It wass a simple wooden stick with a seemingly empty ball on top. Knowing you didn't have enough strength to make that thing fly out of his hands, you attempted to at least roll onto your side. But before you could even turn your head, the demon twirled the rattle, with the sphere facing a few centimeters from your face and…not only did you hear a faint tinkling of bells but also…the sphere coloured? It only lasted a couple of seconds, but you could have sworn you saw something there. Seeing how all your attention was now directed towards the toy, the prince smiled and spun it around again, a little longer. There, you were right! Small patches of color moved and merged with each other, generating other new patches that moved on the internal surface of the sphere.

“You like your new toy, don't you?” The prince's voice was calm and deep, even comforting in a way. And the rattle…yes, you had to admit, it was nice and interesting. If the sphere was empty inside, where did that sound of bells come from? Magic, most likely it had something to do with it. Diavolo continued to twirl it, the colors mixing and blurring together. “Right, I shouldn't expect you to talk. You're too small for that, you prefer babbling.” he chuckled and you let out a soft whine. You hadn't been able to say a single word correctly since you'd woken up. Maybe…maybe you should actually babble. Better than not talking at all, right? You made some disjointed sounds, you didn't even know what you wanted to say exactly. But again, better than staying silent… "Look at you, you're just a baby. A sweet, cute, happy and helpless baby. And you know that your Dada loves you so much." You felt a strange sensation in your lower tummy. You don't know if it was the fascinating colored spots that rotated above your head, the relaxing tinkling of the bells or the honeyed voice of your Dada that made you feel at ease. You giggled and squirmed a little. "You want to play with it, don't you? Come on, try to catch it." He lifted it up and you tried, you tried to raise your arms, but you couldn't move them from your chest, except for a few centimeters. The feeling in your belly became uncomfortable and you pouted. It wasn't fair, you just wanted to take that rattle and rotate it like Dada did! Why weren't your arms cooperating?! It was…so frustrating! You wanted to cry, even scream because of all this, but you didn't have time to make a single sound before Diavolo brought you closer to him, sitting across his lap. Your head rested on his chest, one arm wrapping completely around your back to support you, with his hand massaging your lower abdomen while the other one held…the rattle! He was so close now! He held it close to your hands, and you managed to grab it. He helped you gently twirl it, his hand guiding yours."You like being in your Dada's arms, hm? It feels so good." It was true. You felt so comfortable, protected…You wanted more. You brought your free hand closer to his, the one that continued to caress your tummy. He smiled when he saw you reach for it, and he took it in his, bringing it to his lips and kissing your palm. You giggled. It tickled you lightly as Dada peppered light kisses all over your palm. He lowered his hands back to your tummyy and you returned to seeing the swirl of color inside the sphere. A blue spot and a yellow one that joined to form another green one, this one approaching a red one and… And then nothing. His hand stopped moving the rattle. The stains faded, the ringing stopped, and silence returned to the room. Or at least just for a moment: a soft hiss was heard, and from the way your crotch was getting wetter and wetter, you realized in horror. That funny feeling in your abdomen, it was your bladder full of pee. You were peeing. But not only that. You were peeing in your diaper, on Diavolo's lap. And you noticed how his hand was now pressed to your diaper, feeling it as it got warmer and heavier. "My, my, how can such a small thing like you pee so much? Here, let's go change you." His voice shook you out of your thoughts as you were trying to process everything. What the fuck happened? You started to cry, you hated the feeling of the wet diaper, you hated the ridiculous way you had been acting just a moment ago, you hated being so helpless, you hated Diavolo. He placed you on the changing table, hushing you and starting to change you. He still had that stupid, smug smile. You hated that too. You couldn't help but look at him with hatred.

After he put a clean diaper on you, Diavolo took off his shirt and carried you over to a rocking chair, sitting you on his lap once more, your head this time supported by his arm. You hated also this position. “Now, now, that was fun, wasn't it?” You almost snarled at him. He started rocking his chair as he ignored you. “You seemed like a real baby, the way you babbled, giggled and peed yourself.” He chuckled, before looking at you with a look that sent shivers through you “You know, that rattle was magical. It would have been harmless enough as it was, but those little bells I added inside…oh yeah, I just put them for you. They have the power to brainwash anyone who hears them and make them do whatever the caster tells them." Oh God. No. "I was telling you, wasn't I?" He leaned closer to your ear and his voice became darker "You were just a cute baby, who loved his new toy, who couldn't talk, who was helpless." You whined and he returned to position. "Oh, don't worry, baby. I won't use it, at least not anytime soon. I'm sure you'll be more cooperative now. It's feeding time! Aren't you hungry?" Oh yes, you were hungry. But you didn't want to find out what he had in mind. You whined again in protest, but the demon took it only as confirmation. You couldn't wait to eat, huh? He adjusted you so that your face was pressed further into his chest, your mouth near his nipple. You weren't about to… "Here, drink the milk. I promise it's delicious" No no no no. You started to turn your head, trying to get away. Diavolo simply laughed. "But how? Yet I thought you wanted to go back to normal. You know, with your tongue and muscles working together." You froze, looking at him in shock. Again that dangerous smile and that darker voice. "You know the paci you woke up with earlier? Your paci was dipped in a type of poison that numbs all your muscles, from your tongue to your limbs to your bladder. Very helpful, I must admit." He chuckled as you continued to stare at him with wide eyes. "But perhaps you don't know that demon milk is very powerful, even working as an antidote against poisons. So, if you want to heal…" You gulped. You couldn't…"But obviously I don't want to force you, so if you want I can put you back in the crib in this state and leave you like that all night." You started shaking. You wanted your mobility back. Staying like this all night… for what then? He would probably just force you to drink in the morning. You looked at her nipple closest to you and hesitantly wrapped your mouth around it. You heard Diavolo coo and start rubbing your head. You wanted to bite him, you really did, but you didn't want to face the consequences. You closed your eyes and began to suck. But then your eyes widened again as the sweetest milk immediately started filling your mouth. You didn't want to admit it, but it was delicious. You had never tasted anything like it. You continued like this, drinking almost greedily, amidst the praises of Diavolo. And the more you continued, the more you could feel how your tongue moved more easily. You couldn't hold back a whine when nothing more came out of the nipple, but the prince moved you to the other one and you started drinking again. You wanted to stop, embarrassed by your behavior, by the whole situation. But you couldn't, you were hungry and tired after everything that had happened today and if you could eat something delicious, then you were going to accept it, dammit! And then you didn't know if the effect of the poison had worn off completely. Better to be careful, right? It wasn't long before you slowed your pace, your tummy now feeling full.

You closed your eyes and smiled, hearing Diavolo chuckle. He had never stopped stroking your head. You barely felt when he placed your head on his shoulder and made you burp. And he didn't have time to put you in the crib before you were already asleep.

That whole situation was crazy and you had to choose your battles, but you would have accepted this one without a problem.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #age regression #forced age regression #daddy diavolo

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sublimitymp3 · 3 months

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I lovee your hc! Can I request a modern NSFW drabble aegon x reader of them just loving intimate times together on tough days. Ty ty ty😘

mdni, fingering, praising, profanity, & pet names

jank boteko ❤️ didi

"C'mon honey, just let me make you feel better, please," Aegon murmurs against your lips. His hand traces along the elastic waistband of your underwear, toying with it while he waits for you to succumb to his suggestions.

Before you can verbally agree to him, you feel the pads of his fingers begin to rub little circles on your clit. With a jolt at the familiar sensation, you allow yourself to relax into Aegon's touch.

"Fuck, you're already wet," he muses while he dips two of his fingers into you. His fingers work in and out of you slowly, eliciting soft moans from your parted lips. "That feel good baby?" You hear him ask as his lips begin to attack your neck with soft kisses.

"Yes, gods don't stop," You breathe out with another moan. Your back arches ever so slightly off of the mattress of your shared bed when you feel his fingers brush repeatedly against that spongy sweet spot in you. You hear a soft groan coming from Aegon as you clench around his fingers.

"Shh, shh, it's okay honey, you can let go. Come for me, come for me sweet girl," He whispers as he nuzzles his nose affectionately against yours, seemingly having anticipated your oncoming orgasm. The combination of his sweet words and the heavenly feeling of his fingers brings the familiar sensation of your orgasm building up in your lower stomach.

"Aegon...oh-!" You whine before gushing all over his fingers with your intense and much-needed peak. A string of moans proceed from your lips, and Aegon swears he's never heard such a sweeter sound in his entire life.

"You feeling better now?" He asks, smiling down at your flushed and euphoric face. Your soft pants fan warm breaths against his lips which lightly brush against yours. "Much...much better."

#aegon targaryen x reader #aegon targaryen #aegon x reader #modern aegon #modern au #hotd imagine #drabble #aegon targaryen smut #hotd smut

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shiftythrifting · 3 months

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#thrifting #shiftythrifting #mannequins #crusty batteries #religion #for windows!#toys #didi's finds

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sombredancer · 6 months

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How to be a more interesting character than the Main Hero (Pt.4)

Shangjue and his fiancée

Shangjue has an interesting yet complicated relationship not only with his didi, but also with his fiancée, who happens to be an assassin. The girl aims him from the beginning and plays a cruel game to win his attention, because her mission is to get the secret weapon of Gong clan (the Sutra), to which Shangjue has an access. She is a liar and he knows it, so he decides to choose her as his bride in order to keep his enemy even closer than his friend. So, in the beginning they both play their roles. But Shangjue has a critical vulnerability: he looks like Mr. Danger, but inside of him is a heart of silk. It`s not that hard to tear it apart if you can sneak beneath his ribs.

Their relationship unfolds in an interesting way: an assassin tries hard to find a tiny crack in Shangjue’s nutshell and to guess his thoughts by doing some stuff (cooking meal he doesn`t like, planting flowers he doesn`t want to be planted and bringing havoc into his well-ordered world), and he ends up kinda liking it. He badly needs someone who will dig into his inner core and find there what he truly wants, because he thinks of himself just as of a function and barely knows his own desires. The blankness of his residence is like one of a service apartment – everything is only for work, nothing is for soul.

But bit by bit she learns more about him and finds out that he is not that person she thought he is. At the beginning of the story she says to the female lead that Shangjue likes no one but himself. But in reality, he hardly likes himself either. There is no «himself» at all. There is a sharp saber against clan`s enemies, a legendary martial artist who brings wealth and prosperity to his clan, a wise father figure for didi but there isn`t a man who is called Gong Shangjue. Her thought of Shangjue as of someone who doesn`t love anyone beautifully echoes with herself. Her tutor said that she loves only herself, but at the end of the story she ends up feeling something (not love, but not nothing at least) towards said tutor and Shangjue as well.

Bay flowers are Shangjue's favorite. Btw, their conversation about these flowers is very eloquent, too. An assassin says that Shangjue's favorite bay flowers mean something dangerous yet beautiful and bewitching. Just like her by his side. And he says that they represent victory and prosperity, which are his goals as a Gong clan member (but maybe not what his heart truly wants).

Paying the last respect for the tutor. While an assassin is toying with Shangjue, he is toying with her. He always pulls her closer and immediately pushes her away, gives her approval of her actions and the next moment punishes her for the same actions. He knows that she is dangerous and got closer to him on purpose, but he ends up liking her anyway.

Along his toying with her, nevertheless, he treats her as his real future wife and indulges her to change something chaotically in his realm of order in front of his servants and, I suppose, starts believing himself that she will be his wife.

Meanwhile, an assassin uses the knowledge she received very skillfully: she learns about death of Shangjue’s mother and talks about her mom in order to worm her path out into his shell, later she uses the information given her by Yuanzhi (about Gong clan above everything for Shangjue) to make Shangjue believe she knows his heart.

It looked like he would kiss her. But he didn't.

Their conversation in this scene is heartbreaking: she tells him, that the Main Hero puts Gong clan in danger because he knows there is an assassin in the residence and does nothing about it, and Shangjue has got no evidence that could help to catch her red handed. And by the time she is speaking Shangjue already knows - it is HIM who knows that an assassin is by his side and voluntary puts his clan in danger (and, as we know, will proceed to do it till the end of the story). When Shangjue catches his fiancée as a suspect, his moral trial begins.

Watching the drama for the first time, I was very surprised that he did almost nothing to interrogate her (pushing at the wound can't be considered as a torture). His duty is to expose and to kill a Wufeng assassin, but he ends up eagerly believing any lie his fiancée tells him because he likes her and WANTS to believe her. Then he is about to touch her but doesn't dare to do so, and it's a significant sign, too. He hadn't problems with touching Yuanzhi (at least, when they were younger), so, I suppose, this lack of touching between Shangjue and his fiancée represents his inner struggle. He wants to be tender with her because he likes her, but tenderness is a weakness and shouldn`t be shown to an enemy.

Speaking of intimacy and touching, a lack of it between them is so palpable that I felt very uncomfortable when, a few episodes later, that pool sex scene happened. Many people didn`t understand either, have they banged or not, because even them touching each other is already something unbelievable in this drama. I spent a lot of time thinking about how they banged considering Shangjue’s problems with touching her and allowing her to touch him 😁😁😁.

Btw, this scene is definitely a sex scene. In China there is a very strict censorship in terms of a lot of things, including queere-relationship and sex, but there is also a lot of ways to show it without actually showing something (but even the fact that they were NAKED together in one pool told me everything, as long as in other dramas people had to have sex being dressed in three layers of hanfu). I`m not that deep into Chinese culture, but I have read in comments that the strange phrase of Shangjue «These buds will bloom soon, then you will know if I like you like this (her less obedient and more ambitious self)» refers to a Chinese idiom about a loss of virginity (so if it’s true, Shangjue deliberately invited her to have sex with him if she wanted to know if he liked her and that’s why she came to him without undergarments in the dead of night). The lanterns in the water of a pool refer to the unity of male Yang and female Yin energies (and we could see them in the scene of their first «date», btw). He loosened her hair in the pool: manipulations with girl’s hair it`s something that only husband is allowed do (that’s why you often can see in dramas that a male lead gifts his lover a hairpin or a comb). After everything’s happened, he hovers his cup above a saucer, which means «want to repeat». However, I couldn`t find any proof of these meanings because it seems like Chinese internet doesn`t cross English-speaking one at all and I respectively don`t understand Mandarin. So, if you know something else about it, feel free to correct me in comments. Btw, I`m sure, Yuanzhi's constant speaking about tea in front of Shangguan Qian refers to some kind of idiom, too, but I couldn`t find any information about it. UPD: my fellow @randomingoftherandomness says that it has something to do with a Chinese slang phrase 綠茶婊 (green tea bitch) - "a person who tries to look innocent being in fact calculating".

During the «torture» scene an assassin asks if Shangjue can spare her life and he says «no», because his duty is not to show mercy to Gong clan enemies. This scene echoes with the end of the story, when she asks him again to spare her life and he says he will if she gives him back the Sutra. And he really lets her go, which is strictly opposite to his mission of protecting Gong clan, because she knows everything about their inner residences and Gong clan members, and, what is the most important, the secret of the Sutra. But Shangjue wants to let her leave because she is the first thing he wants for himself, the first longing of a person, not of a function. Only by opposition between his duty and his heart he could find out who the real he is. Letting her go is very VERY irrational decision, but, unlike for the Main Hero, who stole his assassin‘s heart by his incompatible with life naivety, for Shangjue it is a natural point of his character development: being restricted from all his human wishes for a decade, when he gets the opportunity to fulfil them, he gets off his leash and does it fully. Very human behavior, btw.

I was very surprised seeing that Shangjue’s fiancée had time during this mess to change her clothes. Later I understood that she did it on purpose: she had more chances to survive if Shangjue would recall his feelings for her because this pink dress was a gift from him. In their final scene together he says that he would let her go if she gives him the Sutra back, it means she doesn't need to pretend to be pregnant in order to save her life, as soon as Shangjue always keeps his promises. But he lets her know that he doesn't count her as someone from Gong clan (and as his fiancée as well) anymore, and maybe that’s why she says that she bears a child and formulates it's so as if it's a new member of Gong clan, not just a fruit of their passion, because Gong clan does matter for him and his own personality doesn`t (and, btw, remembering the fertility problems, children are very valued in the clan). But I don't understand why preserving of her bond to Gong clan is so important to her. Yes, she couldn't go back to Wufeng because her information caused its collapse but she couldn't stay with the man she just tried to wipe out as well. Maybe her only hope was that she could keep the Sutra as a clan member (a mother of a Gong child), but Shangjue snatched it back. Her story have had some curtain development but kinda not till the final point so I would like to see how their relationship would move further. It is crystal clear by this last scene of them together that Shangjue catastrophically and fully lost to his assassin. When I have watched the drama for the first time I was sure she would use his soft spot on her to kill him, especially when she put his sword down and came to him very closely. At the very end of the story it seems that Shangjue believed everything she said to him in this last conversation, because her information about Wufeng’s boss is spreaded across the Martial World by the Main Hero, which means Shangjue shared it with him.

Azaleas mean "I belong to you forever".

Back in the story, when didi takes the assassin to Shangjue`s residence, he says that the most vulnerable and unpredictable thing is a human heart and that people often don`t want to know the truth. The story itself proves him right: it’s true in terms of Yuanzhi self, whose heart can be and is hurt only by Shangjue, even if his sworn brother doesn`t have a clue about the inner processes that are going on inside didi’s head; it`s also true in terms of an assassin, so far as she starts seeing a handsome man instead of her victim; and, of course, it’s true for Shangjue as well: he deliberately deceives himself believing the assassin isn`t assassin just to have an opportunity to be with her.

It was a pure pleasure to feel for these characters and to watch their stories unfold and I definitely would recommend this drama for watching.

#cdrama #my journey to you #yun zhi yu #云之羽 #cheng lei #gong shangjue #丞磊 #mjty #gong shang jue #宫尚角 #shangguan qian #卢昱晓 #lu yu xiao #上官浅 #enemies to lovers to enemies #SDaboutMJTY

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just-some-random-blogger · 10 months

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May i request a sandman fic where Dream is forced to interact with children, preferably with Death

(also, despite death being there, could you perhaps not make it depressing)

Didi's Brother

Dream of the Endless x Reader (but its mostly dream & ze baby boy)

Summary: "Di!" I rather excitedly called, grabbing the woman by the arm, "you didn't tell me your brother was hot." She laughs, "don't you think it would be rather odd if I told you 'oh, I have a hot brother.'"

Word Count: 1k+

Warnings: fem!reader, single mom!reader, Death is referred to as Didi, Dream boy Morpheus is referred to as Murphy, fluff, angst?, typos, etc.

A/N: i hope you like it!!! its pretty fluff! and also nonnie ???? it's never depressing when death is around!!! HAHAHH i made the kid a baby boy because i normally write dream in a girl dad lens. boy dad time HAHAHH Tagging: @pinksirensong @aralezinspace @sloanexx @deniixlovezelda @shadow-pancake9

The moment the boy heard a knock on the door, he scrambled in excitement and ran to the door screaming, "MUMMA, SOMEONE'S AT THE DOOR!"

Upon hearing this from the bathroom, I yell back, "okay, I'll be out in a minute. Don't open the door."

The child nodded but ran to the door anyway, checking to see who it was, pressing his cheek to the entrance. He hoped it was their neighbor. She was an old lady who always gave him sweeties (in secret).

When he doesn't hear anything, he pulls away and busts a lung out, "WHO IS IT!"

He hears a chuckle.

"It's auntie Didi!"

Oh em gee, that was even better!!!!!

"MUMMA!" the boy screams his guts out that it echoes inside the bathroom.

I sigh but chuckle. I flush and step out.

"HURRY IT'S AUNTIE DIDI! MUMMA! mUMmA! MUMMA! M U M M A !"

"Goodness," I huff as I jog towards my son, who was jumping in excitement, "give me a chance."

The moment the door opens, the boy leaps towards the dark clothed woman and strangles her legs, "HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!"

Both of us look down and chuckle at the boy. Didi brushes his wispy hair back and gently pinches his cheek, "hello, Benji."

"HI, AUNTIE DIDI!"

I lean in and hug the woman, "hey, Didi, thanks for coming."

Didi chckles, "happy to watch this sweetheart."

When we pull away, I then lock eyes with the man behind her. My lips part at his dark eyeliner, sharp cheekbones, and messy hair, "oh... hello there."

"Greetings," he says, lips barely curving into a smile.

Didi turns over her shoulder, "this is my brother, Murphy."

"Oh," I say, unable to take my eyes off him, but do so rather reluctantly.

"He's going to be baby sitting with me today."

Upon hearing this, Benji pulls away from Didi and peeks behind her, examining the tall man. Seeing that he looks quite similar to his beloved auntie Didi, with their goth aesthetics, he agrees with himself that he's probably going to be just as fun as him.

This was how Murphy became Benji's right-hand construction man as he busied himself in the livingroom, building a fort.

"HMMM," he hums loudly, "I think you should up and-" he fixes the pillow walls, "-and- and get mumma's pillows because it's falling!"

"Benji, no," I call as I hear this. I adjust my coat on my shoulders as I head for the door, "just use the pillows here."

Benji whines as his right hand man kneels down next to him to keep the pillows from falling. The boy protests, "but mumma!!!!"

"If you want him to get the pillows, you have to go up with him," I say as Didi chuckles at the child, "and you have to ask him nicely."

Benji beams and immediately yanks Murphy from the fort, making it topple down, "uncle Murphy, can we please, please, please get some pillows upstairs."

"Benji," I warn.

Murphy stands and nods, "very well."

Benji excitedly drags him with all his strength, "we can get the stuffed toys too!!!! MR. SNUFFALUFFAGUS!"

I watch as Murphy bends to allow the boy drag him by the hand up the stairs. I turn to Didi, who is also watching them go upstairs.

Because of the boys short legs, it takes rather long for them to climb the steps one by one. Murphy pulls his hand out of the boy's grip to hold him on both arms, "would you like to hold on the hand rails, Benjamin?"

Benji turns to Murphy and reaches out to him instead, "carry?"

Murphy stills for a moment, but then picks up the child, craddling him in his arms. Something happens to my heart as I watch him climb the stairs with my baby. Once they are at the top, my stomach flurries at the sight of him tickling my son sweetly.

"Di!" I rather excitedly called, grabbing the woman by the arm, "you didn't tell me your brother was hot."

She laughs, "don't you think it would be rather odd if I told you 'oh, I have a hot brother.'"

I burst into a fit of laughter, "point taken."

Didi giggles with me.

"So... is he single?"

Didi rolls her eyes, "why don't you ask him yourself?"

I clear my throat and shake my head, "just curious..."

She raises a brow and crosses her arms.

"Are you sure it's alright for him to watch Benji with you?"

She shakes her head, "oh, you saw them. Just go already, unless you wanna be late. And anyway, I'll be right here the whole time."

Eventually, all the pillows in the house were used to fortify the castle upon the couch. Murphy was then assigned to play a monster and Didi was assigned as a fairy. Benji was obviously a knight.

"Okay," Benji points as he looks to Murphy, "destroy the castle."

He is a bit shocked, "must I? We spent much time balancing the pillows in order to stand like this."

Benji shakes his hands, "no, you have to-" but then hurtles himself into the plush pillows and destroys it himself as he growls.

Didi giggles as he watches the child do this. Murphy watches, entirely still.

Once destruction was laid upon the pillowy castle, Benji stands and then gasps, "OH NO THE MONSTER DESTROYED IT!"

Didi places a hand on her lips, holding back her laughter, "gosh. Don't you just hate it when that happens?"

Murphy finally understand his role. He crosses his arms then tilts his head, a rather threatening stance in all honesty. The prince of stories muses, "𝔫𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔯𝔢𝔪𝔞𝔦𝔫𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔰𝔢. ℑ 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔰𝔥𝔞𝔨𝔢𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔶 𝔣𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔡𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔪. 𝔔𝔲𝔞𝔨𝔢 𝔟𝔢𝔫𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔥 𝔪𝔶-" SMACK!

Benji takes a pillow and wacks it across the monster's waist in the middle of his speech.

Flabbergasted, Murphy could not do much rather than accept the assualt of the Knight of Featherdown. The pillow slips out of Benji's hand because of a particularly hard hit on the man's leg. He then grabs the other pillows and stuffed toys and chucks it to him. It barely hits the monster because of knight's poor hand-eye coordination.

Didi laughs, "the fairy will help!"

And so the knight and the fairy fight the monster until he gets the wits to grab a pillow and shield himself.

"ℑ 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔟𝔢 𝔡𝔢𝔣𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔢𝔡!" Murphy proclaims, "ℑ 𝔰𝔥𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔡𝔢𝔳𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔪!"

His sister translates for the boy, "sir Benji! He says he's going to eat everything!"

"NOOOOO! YOU DON'T EAT PILLOWS!"

"𝔅𝔲𝔱 ℑ 𝔞𝔪 𝔢𝔳𝔦𝔩 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔭𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔬𝔴 𝔪𝔬𝔫𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯."

Benji growls through a giggle, "GOOD ALWAYS WINS!"

Eventually, Murphy is defeated, sprawled chest down on the carpet, a five year old sat on his back victoriously.

Benji, thoroughly excited by the turn of events, giggles as he catches his breath. He decides to mimic the man and lie chest down on Murphy's back. The latter feels his cells come alive at the feel of the boy's heartbeat.

"You are a valiant opponent, Sir Benjamin," Murphy mutters.

Didi chuckles and sits down next to them. She rubs the kid's back, "he means your a great knight, Benji."

"Indeed."

Benji turns to Didi then slides off Murphy. The boy walks over to her, "Aunti Didi."

"Yes, sweetheart?"

"Is Murphy a puppa?"

Didi blinks and turns to her brother. She places her hand on the boy's back, "why don't you ask him."

Murphy, who obviously heard this, pushes himself up and sits down, waiting to be asked.

Benji turns to him, "are you a puppa?"

He straightens his back and nods, "I am."

"Do you have a son?"

"I do."

Upon hearing this, the boy frowns, "oh."

Didi brushes the boy's hair, "why do you ask, Benji?"

Benji shakes his head and gives no response.

Lord Morhpeus does not like this, and so, he makes the child sleepy.

Benji yawns and stretches.

Didi smiles at him, "wanna take a nap?"

Benji nods.

The moment Benjamin goes to sleep, Murphy meets him in the Dreaming. The child is clad in armor and is sat upon the back of a unicorn. Murphy asks the knight what his question meant and the boy tells him he wanted to ask him to be his puppa.

Murphy thinks about the boy's words for a moment then nods, "I will be your puppa whenever you are in my realm."

Sir Benjamin, Knight of Featherdown, beams, "thank you, puppa."

#dream of the endless fanfic #dream & reader #dream of the endless fluff #the sandman fanfic #the sandman fluff #morpheus fluff #dream fanfic #dad!dream of the endless #dream & child!reader #dream x reader #dream of the endless x reader #papa bear!dream #dream of the endless angst #morpheus fanfic #morpheus angst #the sandman angst

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lesuccube · 6 months

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➚ 𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑 : ᴍᴏᴏɴ ᴋɴɪɢʜᴛ ꜱʏꜱᴛᴇᴍ — ꜰʟᴜꜰꜰʏ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 — bark bark bark .

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 — fluff infection

𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 — not beta'd , constructive criticism is welcomed . reblogs and comments are appreciated .

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓 —

ꜱᴛᴇᴠᴇɴ ɢʀᴀɴᴛ

steven would be wary at first because he worries the dog might make an even bigger mess of his stuff on the floor.

he'd be forced to clean up, might grumble a little in the beginning but will eventually enjoy the clean up process.

he finds it therapeutic in a way.

steven will 100% spoil the pupper. treats? yes. toys? he's bought it. clothes? he'll learn how to sew just so he can dress the dog up.

spoiler alert: he sometimes makes dog clothes similar to his printed button downs and goes out on walks with the matching clothes.

steven gives the dog the name, something like jackie or didi depending on the gender.

steven buys them a bed but will always let the dog sleep on his bed every single night.

steven will totally exhaust himself playing with their new pet. sometimes you'll come home and find him passed out on the floor with the dog snoozing on top of him or snuggled to his side.

steven will fill up his phone memory just to take pictures of the dog. silly, candid ones or where he lets their furry companion model his handmade clothes.

steven doesn't like bathing them though, he'll whine when he gets himself wet plus his flat doesn't have a tub to keep the water from (mostly) getting on him.

ᴍᴀʀᴄ ꜱᴘᴇᴄᴛᴏʀ

marc loves the dog. internally. you'll rarely catch him showing the pupper affection though he'll grow into the dog soon enough.

marc is the only one who trains the dog like sit, heel, shake and all that stuff.

marc who finds comfort in the dog whenever you're not around. if you're out working or are unable to come home, he'll turn to the dog and give them love. he'll make it up to you when you're back.

marc who grumbles and frowns whenever his headmates tease him about hiding his affections.

marc who buys proper pet supplies like a leash, bowls and a pet drinking fountain.

marc takes the dog out for early morning runs.

marc who hates cleaning up after dog fur when they start shedding, mutters under his breath as he vacuums the couch, the carpet and even the bed because steven trained the dog to sleep on their bed instead of the dog bed.

marc who, funny enough, is the only one who doesn't complain when bathing the dog. probably out of military experience?

marc who only ever uses the colored towels to dry the dog and never the white ones.

marc who scolds steven for overfeeding the pup to which the latter would defend himself saying he's been trying to control himself from giving them too many treats.

ᴊᴀᴋᴇ ʟᴏᴄᴋʟᴇʏ

jake who absolutely adores the dog.

jake brings them with him whenever he works.

jake who bought a pet seat in his cab and some portable cleaning supplies in case the dog shits while they're on the road.

jake is the little shit who secretly gives the pupper extra treats without the other two knowing, not even you.

jake who dotes on the puppy, sings to them and plays fetch in parks when it's a slow day working as a cabbie.

jake, although loves the furball to bits, doesn't like it when they sleep next to him though. he overheats with the additional warmth and sticking a leg out doesn't help anymore.

jake who loves, loves, loves bringing the dog with him to pubs or any establishments (pet friendly ones). if he was single he definitely picks up ladies this way.

marc snitched on him about that thought and it resulted in you ignoring him which led to you not coming home for two days until he apologized and said he meant nothing when he thought that.

jake who teaches the dog more silly tricks like play dead, stand and talk.

jake who holds the doggo like a baby which you take notice of and comment on how he'll look good holding an actual baby like that too.

#👤 — user : kira #📂 file — moon knight system #moon knight #moon knight x reader #moon knight fanfiction #moon knight imagine #moon knight fluff

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rainbowsky · 7 months

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GG shared this beautiful performance of 'Big Dream' by Vaina Band & Suxi Ren on his Weibo. It's from a TV series called "Summer of the Band."

EDIT: Lyrics added.

I'm six years old walking in the fields One accidentally fell into the water

what to do

I soiled my new clothes and broke my toys. Dad will be angry and Mom will be anxious

what to do

What should I do if I stand in the spring breeze and cry loudly?

I haven't left home since I was twelve years old I want to go to middle school, which is dozens of miles away from home.

what to do

If you get sick or lose your money People look down upon my thin body

what to do

What should I do if my father is always silent? I am already eighteen years old and have not been admitted to college Should I continue or work part-time?

what to do

I came to Shenzhen and wandered around for a while. I haven’t found a job and I’ve spent almost the same amount of money.

what to do

What to do when people at crossroads often turn back and forth

Didi-da-da-di-di-da-da Didi-da-da-di-di-da-da Didi-da-da-di-di-da-da

I have dated twenty-eight people Meeting my brothers and sisters on the street So just have a meal Her sister asked me if I had a formal job Do you want a house or children?

what to do

What should I do if I was caught off guard and left in a hurry? I am thirty-eight and my child is very obedient. I want to spend more time with her but I have to work overtime

what to do

Firewood, rice, oil and salt schools and hospitals I can't make more money by spinning around

what to do

I'm like a machine that can't stop. What should I do?

I see flowers blooming I hear the birds singing I see people rushing I see clouds in the sky I hear the river flowing I see people lost on the road

I am fifty-eight and my mother is no longer here The second child is divorced and the baby is left to me to take care of.

what to do

He said he would try his luck while he was still young. Maybe there will be something different when you come back I just want him to be safe What should I do if I keep repeating too many mistakes? I was seventy-eight and suddenly fell down The time spent lying in the hospital bed becomes very long

what to do

Facing the unknown, I was as helpless as a child Pretending to be relieved in front of my wife Say this is just a small hurdle What to do when the candle of life is swaying in the wind

I am eighty-eight and walking in the fields I saw a child crying in the wind Spring is shining brightly The obsession of the past is like a cloud of smoke There are too many scenery and no one can see them all clearly How can you achieve perfection if you can’t let go? If life is just a big dream

what would you do

I see flowers blooming I hear the birds singing I see people rushing I see clouds in the sky I hear the river flowing I see people walking on the road

#xiao zhan

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cherrycola27 · 10 months

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Hi, love! For the “Dagger Deities” celebration, I was thinking of a Rooster x Reader blurb with Ares x Aphrodite vibes—perhaps a nice little mix of sweet and spicy? 💘🔥

- @bradshawsbaby 💕

spicy blow the cut

I had too much fun with this one! Please enjoy

Lesson Learned

Some days, you hated that you loved a man who was such a hot head, but when he was a reincarnation of Ares, what could you do?

Granted, you could control who you loved—you were quite literally the goddess of it, but there was something—fun, exciting, enthralling about going with the flow.

Normally, Bradley kept his cool around you. But today, he'd clashed with Maverick and Hangman during a training exercise, and he let his temper get the best of him.

He'd come home rough and grumbling, demanding your attention.

Normally, you'd be more than willing to fuck the frustration out of him, but you were busy and you had asked him to be patient with you. That didn't go over well.

Bradley knew he'd messed up the moment you'd set your work down and looked at him with dark eyes

"Didi, I'm sorry. I—" He chocked out. He knew his apology was in vain.

You got up slowly and waltzed to the kitchen to pour yourself a glass of wine. You took a long slip before speaking.

"Five minutes, bedroom, naked, on your knees, foot of the bed," you told him in a sultry but firm voice.

He nodded quickly and bounded up the stairs two at a time.

You slowly peeled away your own clothes to reveal the lacy red set that you were going to surprise him with this afternoon. You took your time ascending the stairs, and when you opened the door, he was waiting for you, just like you commanded. For a God of War, he sure knew how to take orders.

You walked behind him and brushed your fingertips over his shoulder before going to your nightstand drawer and taking out one of your favorite toys.

"Didi—" Bradley gasped as you settled against the bed. He tried to come closer to you, but you planted your foot on his shoulder and stopped him.

"Oh no, you don't." You smirked. "If you had just been patient like I said, you could have had all of this. But since you wanted to be a bad boy, you're going to stay right there and watch me take care of myself. And don't even think about trying to cum." You warn him.

"And maybe—just maybe, if you can take your punishment, I might reward you. But only if you're a good boy for me, Bradley. Think you can do that?" You ask him.

He furiously nods his head.

"Words, baby." You say.

"Yes Ma'am, I can be such a good boy for you." He affirms.

You smile and kiss him before ghosting your hand along his length and settling in for what will surely be a long—pleasurable night.

#cherrycola27 #top gun maverick #ask nik #rooster bradshaw #bradley bradshaw #bradley bradshaw smut #rooster smut #bradley rooster bradshaw #the dagger deities #cherrys 2k celly #cherrys 1 year celly

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