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#haha wrist hurts so bad.......
temeyes · 3 months
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my carpal tunnel's acting up,, have an angy mactavish for now,,
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moeblob · 2 months
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I kinda maybe put a lot of my OC plot tag lines on a Wheel and gave it a spin so outta 79 options, it landed on "Cellphone Justice" which is... these two.
Matthew "Skittles" Mouse and Daisy Eddington
Partners in justice (of sorts). They're basically vigilantes and their orders are simply text messages. They don't really know who their bosses are but they do as they are told.
Skittles is a very mediocre guy. Doesn't stand out. The most color he has in his wardrobe is blue jeans. He's amazingly asexual and has zero interest in romance regardless of intimacy and yet he gets partnered with Daisy. The gayest lady he has ever met. Great start. She enjoys calling him fun little nicknames but seeing as they're monitored closely (via cell phones/technology) she is scolded and told to pick a single one. So she does. She dubs him Skittles. The candy as gay as her.
The one thing they have in common is their number one weakness: cute girls.
Daisy turns into a stuttering MESS of a human being. A disaster. At the mere sight of a cute girl. Skittles on the other hand is TERRIFIED of them. When asked, he simply blames his life growing up. Daisy doesn't really push the matter just thinks it's a little weird to be scared of every single cute girl (no offense to the not being afraid of her taken).
#my characters#like the entire thing with skittles is just he is SO boring looking and hes so scared of cute girls#and daisy thinks its REALLY FUNNY dude why are you scared of them haha girls are GREAT#and then she meets his younger sister and is like oh dang dude she is ADORABLE and she sees him practically shaking and sweating#surely its not THAT bad but ah no wait#two days pass and daisy is like oh my god shes horrifying ????? what the hell?#and growing up with her and trying to be a good big brother is all fine and dandy until the cute lil sister gets him hurt a lot#like hospital injuries from either protecting her or just .... somehow wrong place with her at the wrong times all the time#so he gets a fear of cute girls bc his lil sister is a cute monster who is the reason most of his limbs have been broken in the past#like broken leg ? that was from amelia and a stair case#the broken arm ? trying to help amelia get something out of a tree#the broken wrist ? catching amelia falling out of a tree#the other broken leg ? amelia -#the list goes on and on and he also got into multiple fights trying to keep her safe from guys#bc she really is just a cute lil innocent looking girl but shes a schemer and it does come back to bite her#except for she has a good big bro who took the repercussions when he could#daisy just watching her partner pale and shake and sweat when hes in the same room as his sister and daisy feels so bad for him#like hes really going through it even after all these years#but meeting amelia puts a lot into perspective for when daisy and skittles are out and about#cause hes very efficient and chill talking to dudes and to mature looking women#then he turns into a bundle of nerves at wide eyed innocence and daisy is like yeah ok i gotta#i gotta be a lil less gay for his sake only if hes around cause i cant make him talk to his biggest fear thats mean#shes still really gay but yeah it works out and she looks out for him and in turn he looks out for her and its great!#they become friends! yeehaw!#lil trivia is she was a drama kid in hs and he was on the baseball team but never really played or put effort into it#she was a straight a student and he very consciously maintained a c average through calculating grades and missing stuff on tests on purpos#anyway thank u if you read all the tags or even ty if you read just hte post itself#im sorry for ocing on main when its my own ocs#ill be back tomorrow with .... idk what
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lunarflare64 · 11 months
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WHY IS STRESS A FUCKING TRIGGER FOR EVERY MEDICAL CONDITION FUCKING ARTHRITIS FUCKING FUCK
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orcelito · 8 months
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it's like. i find my questionable self-preservation kind of chaos funny but then im faced with the reality that Yes, rubbing my wrist on poison ivy could indeed result in me getting poison ivy and there is Nothing i can do about it now other than wait and im just kinda wondering like WELL sometimes there are consequences to my actions. and im wondering if there will be this time.
if it turns out that im not immune and i do get poison ivy i will take this as a sign that i need to Stop being so flippant about my health and safety no matter How funny i think it is
if im right and im immune and nothing happens then Well. Nothing Can Stop Me.
#speculation nation#it's all fun and games until u realize that Oh poison ivy is actually pretty unpleasant huh#and doing this purposefully when i know the risks is kinda Uhhhhhhhh questionable even if i did it with the assumption i Wont get hit w/ it#this is just like me One Week ago now idly snapping a rubber band on my wrist like 'haha funny marks' but then i got welts and#it didnt fade until like. Today. i had to spend a WEEK with marks on my wrist due to my idle lapse of judgement#like i swear i wasnt meaning it like they turned out it just kinda Happened and then the next day i was like '....Fuck'#the thing with my bad brain is that im so used to casual self destruction that i dont even pause to Think when smth could hurt me#impulse thinks that's irrelevant. and so i just do shit and then i have to face the consequences of my actions#full :O face bc im a dumbass who doesnt think things through#like. okay whatever i'll be fine but man. man. sometimes i worry about myself.#get in a questionable brain state when i dont think or care about the fact that smth im doing is hurting me. like last week.#and then i put my brain back on right and im like 'shit i have consequences to deal with'#it's like im different people at different moments and average me has to just. deal with that. ykno?#man. man. i know i got problems. but man.#self harm ment/#negative/#SORRY for the rant im just sorta aghast thinking about the fact that i literally rubbed my wrist on poison ivy#bc me yesterday thought it was a funny little experiment to pull bc im filled with the hubris of a god in the size of a chihuahua#i DO have a good chance of being immune. my dad is. and ive never had it despite being an outdoorsy person.#so like i will... Hopefully be fine. but yesterday's me was awfully unconcerned with the possibility of having a poison ivy rash#while today's me is like '...but wait isnt that Really Unpleasant?"#we'll see what life brings to tomorrow's me. hopefully i dont have to eat shit for the hubris of yesterday's me lol
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ourlittlebear · 1 year
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Can my wrist just heal!!! I miss weightlifting!!!! And my wrist hurts ALL THE TIME
So yeah you know how a fall on your wrist (or having your wrist bent backwards when having an impact injury) is like, the cause of all bad wrist injuries but generally they go "oh ye that's a fracture" or "oh ye that's a bad sprain"
Well how about tearing a fucking ligament? A tfcc tear? It's a lil legit triangle of ligaments and cartilage in your wrist that helps stabilise the ulnar side of your wrist. I now can't hold plates. I can't rotate my wrist so my palm is facing upwards. Its a struggle to turn door handles, hold my phone, or hold anything that needs the support of my little finger and the outer side of my palm. And it is THOROUGHLY DUMB AND I DON'T LIKE IT
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cimeriansparrow · 1 year
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Idk something about my thyroid and hypothyroidism and its symptoms and how it affects depression and something else about wanting to kill myself and feeling unloved and unwanted and defeated
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your-fave-is-bi · 2 years
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Being in pain that comes and goes for a consecutive three/four days really does some bad shit to the brain huh
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suiana · 4 months
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need more killer harem and organ seller
(yandere! killer harem x gn! organ seller reader) (first fic of 2024 oh em gee 😋😋)
"it's going to be 2024."
"yeah."
you reply to his statement as you stand motionlessly, staring up at the night sky as your provider for the day stands beside you. you tug at your turtleneck sweater nervously, avoiding his gaze as you attempt to ignore how he inches closer to you with each passing second.
you two remain silent after that, him staring affectionately at you and you standing awkwardly beside him. you nervously eye the railing you leaned against, watching as the crowd below you engages in merry discussion. gulping awkwardly, you play with your hands as you mentally curse yourself for deciding to accept his offer of watching the new year's fireworks with him. you should've known better than to accept one of your lovesick admirers hand in something so romantic.
plus, it's not like you did anything like this for any of your other partners. sure, you kissed a few, held some tenderly, indulged multiple on dates, maybe even fucked one or two... but you've never agreed to watch fireworks like lovers do! speaking of which...
it's almost creepy how each and every one of your business partners turn out infatuated with you one way or another. was it the air? was it because they were all mentally insane? you don't know and you couldn't bother to care. because the more you know, the deeper you fall into the rabbit hole of their lives.
so you don't know why you've decided to indulge this organ provider for today. especially since... he looks more deranged than the rest.
"hey, can i ask something?"
he asks, staring at you with that same creepy smile that sends chills up your spine. yet, you nod in response to his question. he simply laughs at that, turning to look at the night sky before mumbling softly.
"would you choose me out of everyone else?"
you pause, looking at him with narrowed eyes before shaking your head. you're not going to entertain any nonsense. you knew you should've left earlier-
"mn... that's too bad. i would've chosen you in a crowd of others. it hurts me to know you wouldn't do the same."
he holds your wrist tightly, mumbling in faux hurt as he smiles eerily at you. you freeze, not moving as you glare at your business partner. damn, you can't believe you actually agreed to be here with him in the first place.
"let go."
"nah. i like holding you."
you grit your teeth, but do nothing to break free as you continue to stare at him. he merely hums in response, smiling as he looks across the city skyline.
all of a sudden, he pins you to the railing, face way too close for comfort.
"mn... you're so cute like this... can i kiss you?"
you squirm under his grip, heart beating loudly as all you can focus on is his eager face.
"g-get off!"
you huff, pushing at his chest as you sweat nervously. shit, he could easily push you over the railing and you'd be mush like some of his victims- that's when you felt his lips brush against yours, kissing your cheek as his hands go to the back of your neck.
you stop in place, looking up as he pulls away only to realize that it was a new year. your fingers gently touch your cheek as you eye him. he didn't kiss you on the lips? what was he up to?
"haha! how silly you are. i just wanted to give you a new year's present. don't be so tense."
he gestures to the necklace around your neck. ah... so that's what he did...
"and there was ice cream on your face from just now. didn't tell you cause i thought you'd notice but you're much more clumsier than i thought! don't worry, i cleaned it for ya. free of charge~"
he winks at you before grinning.
"happy new year. i hope you'll make the right choice when the time comes."
he then waves at you before turning around, leaving you alone to you thoughts as the sound of the fireworks takes your attention. right choice huh... was this a sign that your business partners were planning something? you sure hope not...
you wouldn't want to have to make such a difficult choice. especially since choosing just one would mean you'd make enemies out of the rest. you sigh out, rubbing your temples before leaning against the railing again. oh well, you'll just enjoy the pretty display for now. after all, that's what you came for. you'll deal with the problems later.
"...happy new year, i guess."
yeah, what a happy new year this year will be :)
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donatellawritings · 2 months
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I have a sick need to know if our boy Rafe has a kink for being slapped haha I just know there has to be a little somethingg that clicks since he loves fighting
uh DUH he’s literally insane lol
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rafe would be pathetically inconspicuous about how he’d ease you into his sick little fantasy. he is a man of eclectic tastes and interests, you knew that much when you met him, but it was arousing for you to always have that element of shock factor that came with being rafe cameron’s girl. sure, for others, rafe’s impulsive ways and intense mood swings could be viewed as toxic, maybe even harmful - but you welcomed it, you even craved it at times. i mean, you were his good girl, after all.
so, rafe decided that he would play with you. he knew just how kind you were, getting you to crack your pretty little exterior wouldn’t be easy, so pissing you off wouldn’t cut it. you were so sweet that it made his sharp teeth ache, so toying with you would be his in.
you sat prettily perched on the lounger beside the pool, the haze of the sun kissing your skin just right. small beads of sweat rolled down your chest and stomach as you breathed in, your supple breasts expanding against the flimsy and thin material of your sized down baby blue bikini top. te mata by kali uchis softly played through your speaker as you lowly hummed along, completely oblivious to your boyfriend who quietly approached you, stopping silent as he reached where you laid.
the sudden darkness that came with rafe’s shadow caused you to crane your neck back as you stared up at your smirking boyfriend through your curled lashes, “hi, papi,” your swollen and glossy lips stretched into a smile, your arms reaching up to rafe’s face, in an effort to bring his lips to yours.
“hi, baby - y’having fun out here?” rafe questioned, leaning down to press a quick smack of a kiss to your awaiting lips, before making his way to where you laid, your bright eyes following his as he kicked a leg over the lounger, lowering himself down to straddle you.
the weight of rafe’s body caused you to answer him with a silly laugh as you nodded, “you’re heavy,” you huffed with a feigned pout of sadness.
“yeah?” rafe teased with a shrug of his shoulders, forcing out a huffed laugh as he softly grabbed each of your dainty wrists in each of his large hands, leaning his forehead to rest against yours, “y’gonna have to get me off then, i don’t want my pretty girl hurting,” he cooed menacingly, licking his lips as you sighed dreamily, your lips slightly parted.
“how?” you whined, shifting your hips.
rafe shrugs, bringing one the hands that he’d maintained his tight hold on, your head, lightly tapping the side of your head with your own knuckles, “you’re smart, baby, y’gotta get the bad guy off of you,” he coos, his condescending tone causing your sensitive nipples to harden against your bikini top as he brings your hands to rub lightly against the pebble skin.
you let out a soft moan, watching selfishly as rafe rubs your nipples, using your withheld hands, your mouth opened in shock, “papi, please,” you whisper, your lips pushed into a pout as rafe lets go of your hands.
race shifts his hips, before pushing more of his weight onto you, his heavy bulge resting flush against your lower tummy.
“c’mon mama, fight me,” he rasps, bringing his hand to grip your throat. he knew how much you could take, despite portraying yourself to be an innocent damsel, you loved being treated like a worthless slut - it got the both of you off.
your eyes widened with a slight edge of panic as rafe’s weight became increasingly overwhelming as his grip on your throat tightened. your legs began to kick out as you slapped at his unwavering wrist, a strained cry leaving your lips as rafe suddenly stood over you, pressing you flat against the lounger as you kicked your feet at him, your now spotty vision and manipulated airways causing you to gasp for air.
“c’mon princess, give it to me,” rafe smiled, watching your chest rise and fall at a quick rate as tears streamed down you flushed cheeks.
and with that, the sudden loud clap of your acrylic-nailed hand slapping across the skin of rafe’s structured cheekbone rang through the backyard of tannyhill. rafe was quick to release your throat from his intense grasp, leaving you a gasping mess as you struggled to find and steady your breathing. rafe brought his fingertips to his throbbing cheekbone, a proud smile pulling at his lips at the sight of a tinge of blood painting his fingertip.
with a sob, you reached out for rafe, “rafey, i’m sorry, i-” you began.
letting out a short chuckle, rafe approached you, “fuck, y’got me good, baby,” he leaned down, silencing your cries with a wet kiss, moaning directly into your mouth as you brought one of your legs to wrap around his waist, your fingers tugging at rafe’s buzzed hair.
the messy kiss brought an ache to your clit as you and rafe’s faces being slick from your slobbery kiss, “do it to me,” you moaned, your tone needy and desperate as rafe pulled away, his handsome face painted with confusion.
“what?”
“hit me,” you clarified, biting down into your bottom lip as rafe grips your cheeks, smushing your face as he licked your mouth.
“y’want me to hit you, baby?” he mocked, a troublesome pout on his lips as you nodded feverishly, earning a satisfied hum from rafe as he mushed your cheeks once more, before releasing your face from his grip, sending a harsh slap across your face.
a pained gasp left your lips as your head whipped to the side, your hair falling over your face as you soaked in the sting of rafe’s strong slap. your boyfriend swallowed thickly, his cock twitching with need as your heavy breathing turned into a small laugh as your supple lips expanded into a dopey smile.
before you could turn to face rafe, he pulled you in for another slobbery and slippery kiss, “fuck, you took that shit so fuckin’ well, mama,” he moaned, leaning further into you as his hand fumbled with the button of his shorts.
there was nothing more that rafe wanted in that moment, than to fuck a baby into you. his sweet girl.
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heartfullofleeches · 11 days
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Does jasper get jealous when bunny interacts with the other mods
Very, but they also have to be careful when displaying their anger. There's been a handful of times they've nearly sent another mod a nasty message from their main so it's safer if they don't interact with them at all. If they kill any of them, Bunny might be rightfully terrified and try to quit streaming/run away - making things even more difficult for them. At most for now, Jasper sticks to being as passive aggressive as they can with other mods leaning as heavily they can on the passive because if they do even a pinch more of the opposite the floodgates of their hatred will open.
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Mod 1: Great Stream, Y/n!
Mod 2: How are you feeling now? I know it's been hard for you to sleep lately with everything that's going on.
Jasper: (⁠✿⁠^⁠‿⁠^⁠) Haha- I think we've bothered them enough for one night, guys. Cooking and keeping an audience entertained is a lotta work, yeah? ಠ⁠_⁠ಠ They need rest after such a long day. If I hear about any of you talking to them and keeping them up. I'll kill you.
"Shit."
Jasper: (⁠•⁠ ⁠▽⁠ ⁠•⁠;⁠) Ah- That was a joke. You guys know that, right? (⁠*⁠^⁠3⁠^⁠)⁠/⁠~⁠♡I love you guys, but not as much as we all love Y/n I'm sure."
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Mod: Sorry for my absence. My grandma fell and hurt her wrist pretty bad last weekend. She's okay now, but it was pretty scary at the time..
Bunny Reader: Oh no! Never apologize for an emergency. A loved one getting hurt is a terrible thing. Do you need someone to talk to??
Jasper: (⁠T⁠T⁠) My grandfather is pretty sick right now too....
Bunny Reader: Oh, Jay - I'm so sorry to hear that. Were you two close?
Jasper: (⁠ ⁠╹⁠▽⁠╹⁠ ⁠) Heavens no. In all honesty I can't wait for him to die - but talking to you in private would still make me feel good regardless.
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imyourbratzdoll · 1 year
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Saw your angst post. So hears my idea and you can decline if you want to.
Bucky and reader been getting into a major arguments about how he’s been gone/ going on to many missions and reader ends up thinking he’s cheating on them. Anyways one day he comes home from one really bad mission and they fight and reader confesses and Bucky being angry in the moment says something that heist the reader’s feelings.
You can decide if you want it to stay an angst ending or have fluff one :)
hello, sorry this took so long. I hope you enjoy it, gonna be honest, it made me tear up haha.
summary - bucky shouldn't have gone on that mission.
warning - swearing, angst and maybe some heartbreak.
the gif I use isn't mine, divider by @newlips
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Y/n frowns, her eyes cast down as she stares at an old photo, focusing on the person smiling back at her, wondering where it all went wrong. One day she and Bucky were happy and in love, and now.
There’s been a cloud above their heads, and smiles turned to frowns, loving words turned nasty and hurtful. Y/n wonders if Bucky really is out on missions, wonders if he’s found someone better instead.
A sniffle fills the room, and she thinks it may be time to confront him. Y/n hears the door open, making her quickly stand up and run her hands down her face as she wipes her tears away. She straightens out her clothing, trying to make herself presentable, gently placing the photo back down before walking out of the room.
The moment she exits the room, her eyes connect with his tired blue ones before slowly taking in the dark bruises covering his gorgeous face and noticing the slight limp he has when he steps forward to place his things down. Bucky grunts, eyes moving away from Y/n’s as he heads toward the kitchen to grab a drink. Y/n nibbles on her bottom lip before making her way to the kitchen, her mouth opening and closing as she tries to find her words.
Bucky slams his fist down on the counter before swiftly turning and glaring at Y/n, “What? What could you possibly want right now?!” He runs a hand down his frustrated face, feeling the anger from his mission bleed into his relationship. 
“I–I” Y/n’s brows furrow, trying to find the words she’s looking for. She begins to fumble with her fingers as his glare cuts through her. 
“You what?! Can’t you see that I’m not in the mood for your bullshit right now?! I don’t see you going out and saving people!” Bucky takes a deep breath in, feeling his anger roll through him like waves, his fists clench by his side. “Why can’t you just leave me alone?! Be more like….” He pauses before turning back to his drink.
“Be more like?! Who? Who the fuck should I be more like?!… So it’s true.” Y/n shakes her head, turning and storming off to the bedroom. Stopping short as a hand wraps around her wrist, pulling her back.
“What’s true?!” Bucky’s brows furrow more, lips curling into a snarl as he glares down at the love of his life, not understanding the heartbreak she’s going through and probably never will.
“That most of your missions aren’t missions! That really you are off with someone far better, and you just proved it!” Tears begin to well up in Y/n’s eyes as she tries to pull herself free from Bucky, wanting to get far away and not hear him confess. 
Bucky tightens his grip, pulling her tightly against him. “Are you fucking serious right now?! So while I’m off risking my fucking life and you do fuck all with yours, you think I’m fucking someone else?!” Bucky’s anger builds faster, not noticing the look on Y/n’s face as he breaks into a laugh. “You know what, so what if I was! I come home, and we fight. You don’t show me any fucking attention anymore.” He leans down, face lining up with Y/n’s as he stares deep into her eyes with a sneer. “So what if I was fucking someone better.”
A gasp falls from Y/n’s lips, tears freely falling now as she manages to pull free from the man she thought she once knew. “Y–you don’t mean that….” She begins to shake her head, not wanting to believe it to be true, wishing that this was all a horrible dream and that she’ll wake at any minute with a sweeter, softer Bucky comforting her. Not this monster that stands in front of her.
Bucky chuckles, turning his back on her as he gulps the rest of his beer. He shrugs, ignoring the pounding in his head as his other side, the loving side of Bucky, pounds against his mind, begging him to shut up, begging him to grab hold of her and not let her go, screaming that he only loves Y/n and he hasn’t even looked at another woman. The Bucky on the outside winces at the voices and pounding in his head whilst walking over to the couch and sitting down. He watches as Y/n leaves. Her bags are packed as she looks sadly at his emotionless face. He grunts again as the man inside him screams, heartbroken and begging to stop her. 
Maybe Bucky shouldn’t have gone on that mission.
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part 2
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lxverrings · 29 days
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Hola!
It's been a while I know 💀
I just have something in my head and can't get my head out of it. Just hear me out- 😭
Spider!Reader being Miles', Gwen's and Mayday's work-mom (basically their mom at work). Reader just loves kids (haha can't relate 💀) and is a natural mother.
Miguel realizes that he wants needs to put a baby in Reader asap. (Breeding kink basically)
- Solecito (aka. Spanish anon 🇪🇸)
Me coming right back to life from how GOOD this ask is... Holy shit you put me in a mood 🥲
Motherly Instinct.
A Miguel O’hara drabble ; MDNI, NSFW under the cut!
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Summary: What Solecito said, except I took the creative liberty to ensure reader speaks Spanish and also Mayday kind of has MJ (/other variations of her) so I’m going to add Pav and Hobie!!! Also reader isn’t necessarily a spider-person but def in the medical part of the spider society, so you go ahead with your little imagination <3
R/N: this put me in such a mood I need to find more fics like this smh and extra note, I feel you Solecito, I HATE TODDLERS!!!! babies are fine, so are teens, but TODDLERS??? TODDLERS???? my patience is thin... But I personally would like kids and especially with Miguel O’hara...
Warnings: NSFW under cut!!!! Obviously breeding kink warnings, mating press ig, Miguel physically cannot get his hands off reader...
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You’ve been in the society for quite a while now. From Miguel’s start to the shablam with Miles and the final acceptance of the boy into the society, even if Miguel was a bit sour about it...
Either way, it’s been long enough so that Miguel put a ring on that finger...
For the time being, your husband hasn’t had time to discuss babies, which is something that you’ve been thinking about, and subtly (not) been bringing up. He promises that someday in the future.
Well, someday is still too far away.
You’ve been at least calming your raging baby fever by talking with the younger spiders and doing your best to take care of their occasional reckless behavior...
“Hey! Heyyy!!! I told you I was fine!” Gwen puffed as she was bandaged up from the shards of glass due to her impromptu landing, Hobie just chuckled— probably his idea...— more than anything to land that way.
“Oi, “ma’...” do me a favo’ ’n check on my ’vitr, thanks, luv.” he mused, he seemed unfazed, despite the wraps tied around his wrists and arms.
“Will do, Hobie...” you smiled warmly, nodding at the younger spider, while Miles nervously fidgeted. “Miles...” you began before you gently patted his arm, “It’s okay, don’t worry.” you smiled reassuringly, trying to soothe his nerves— seeing Gwen and Pavitr get hurt like that, definitely must have altered the nerves in the young man.
“I know... I just... I guess I’m nervous. I would talk it out with mí mamí, but I guess I just... Well. It’s nice talking to you, not lie a replacement, but... Like a supplement? Wait... No that sounds wrong...” he mumbled— which got him out of that loop.
“You sound like a gym bro...” Pavitr finally giggled. Hobie let out a small sigh of relief and chuckled.
“Swolemates, huh?” Hobie chuckled, you rolled your eyes and smiled at them, the little group of preteens filled the room with easy chatter.
You smiled and nodded at them, unaware of Miguel’s gaze from the sight of the cameras that filled the screens of his monitoring.
Honestly, Miguel wasn’t paying much attention, until Lyla’s alarming noises went off.
“What the shock, Lyla?!”
The snarky hologram just smirked, “Oh nothing.”
“I just wanted to show you this!” she chirped with a smile.
He just rolled his eyes for a while— until the screen lit up with your face and the chit-chats with the younger spiders.
Mom? Ma?
Fuck.
He was so down bad.
Embarrassing, really, wasn’t it?
Either way, Miguel just stood and grumbled.
“Lyla. Shock. Call her in.”
“C’monn...”
“Shut the shock up and call her in!”
“C’mon! C’mon!”
“Please, can you just shocking—”
“Yeah, I already called her.” Lyla smirked as Miguel grumbled and swatted her off.
“Boss got you on track, huh ma?” Hobie smirked as you smiled nervously and swatted him off.
“I bet it’s not important...” you mused before Lyla interrupted.
“It’s very important!!!”
“Don’t worry, I’m sure everything is okay? Maybe it’s important— but in a good way?” Gwen offered with a small smile and tilted her head quietly.
“Don’t be that way,” Miles muttered, but he shuddered, perhaps he was getting the PTSD that Miguel put him through.
“You are all such pessimists! The passion is palpable, how can you concentrate when our big bad boss is in loooove?” Pavitr quickly shot back in absolute delight.
You shooed them off with a smile before retreating to Miguel’s... Lair. If you could call it that. Office? Same thing.
You walked off quickly, and entered his office. If you could call it that.
Miguel watched you sternly and crossed his arms as he stalked over your smaller form
“Hola, Miguelito!”
“Ay. You’re finally here.” he grumbled, putting his large hand on the top of your head, pushing back stray locks of hair to kiss your forehead.
You smiled warmly, unaware of the daunting gaze he held on you.
“I have to ask something of you.” he mumbled as he lightly peppered your face in kisses, “És muy importante...”*
“Lo que tú quieras...”*
He stared down for a moment.
“Quiero un bebé.”*
Oh.
Oh.
You stared up at him nervously, your face flushed as your hands twittered together, and you gazed nervously up at him, “Oh?”
“Shock.” he hissed and held your chin as his kisses became more passionate, “Wanna get you pregnant, I want to give you a little baby. A little baby that looks like you, shock. You would make such a good mommy. Cuidando chamacos qué ni son tuyos... Y lo hacés tan bién...”*
Your breath hitched but you smiled up at him, “Me gustaría tener un bebé contigo...”*
The bed screeched underneath the brutal pace Miguel was going at, how many hours had it been?
Fuck.
Your clammy hands pulling at the sheets and the hiccups and tears that left your eyes as he pounded over and over again.
His tip prodding at your abused cervix, the harsh little veins scratching at your sweetest spots, and the scruffiness of his happy trail scratching at your little pearl of nerves.
God knows how many orgasms you had, your ankles over his shoulders as he bent you in half had your squelching cunt shaking and twitching as tears left your eyes at rapid paces.
“Dios. Ay! Miguel, por favor—Sisisi— ay! Ahí! Ahí!”* you begged in tears, both of you reduced to mingled Spanish as he gruffed and grunted.
“Te voy a llenar otraves, así te gusta. Sí. Tómalo todo. No dejes qué sé salga nada. Te voy a llenar de bebés. Te voy a dejar redonda y hinchada, hasta qué quedes bién embarazada y tengas mí bebé. Hasta qué grites de tan sensible y débil qué estés...”* he hissed back and kissed you with a stronger passion.
He was relentless with his pace as his fingers worked your nipples and he mused something about getting to drink from your swollen boobs, and getting to dress you in maternity clothes— how he couldn’t wait to watch it work wonders on your body. And how well he would take care of you with his baby. How his spoiled little wife would get nothing but the best, and have her with the most beautiful baby imaginable.
No mercy was bestowed on your poor body and less so that night. Your poor cunt was seeping his essence, and every time that a single drop leaked, he gave you another round until you passed out, only to fall asleep to his gentle praises and his gentle caresses.
Because he wouldn’t have it any other way; you would make the perfect mommy, and god was he lucky, that ring on your finger was absolutely perfect...
But what would make this more perfect? A little baby in your arms.
Surely, as soon as the baby was here, it wouldn’t be very long until he wanted another.
Translations:
It’s very important...
Whatever you want.
I want a baby.
Taking care of rascals that aren’t even yours... And you do it so well...
I would like to have a baby with you...
There, there!
I’m going to fill you up again. That’s how you like it. Yes. Take it all. Don’t let anything spill out. I’m going to fill you with babies. I’m going to leave you round and swollen. Until you’re pregnant and you have my baby. Until you scream from how sensitive and weak you are...
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melanthaeunomia · 30 days
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Do you write for Jason Grace? If so, could you do like Jason x gf!reader where reader and him get into a fight so they play on opposite teams during capture the flag but in the end, they make up, bc reader gets injured inbetween the game? I'm sorry if it's too specific and long haha
Capture the Heartache🏹
Warning: Jason Grace x Gf!reader, Petty reader, nicknames, cursing (for like three lines), kissing, not book accurate (obvi), injury, established relationship
A/n : i don't know why this is so long, i literally spent hours on this cause i was bored and wanted to write something. Thank you so much for the request!, fair warning English is not my first language so please excuse spelling and grammar mistakes (this might be cringy)
word count : 1.3k
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You were in a good mood that day, Since it was Thursday, Everyone was practically giddy and preparing for capture the flag the next day, Gathering up Alliances and freshly made weapons. All was good until, you saw Jason surrounded by a couple of Nymphs and was Blushing? which pretty much put you into a bad mood all day, Yeah you we're jealous but you were never gonna admit that anyway, your pride got the best of you and you refused to talk to him the whole day.
"C'mon talk to me princess, What did i do?" Jason said his voice full of genuine worry as he tried to bribe you to talk to him by giving you flowers that he knew was your favorite. You ignored his attempts, recalling the scene you saw earlier. "Please, Are you mad at me?" Jason followed you the whole day looking like a lost puppy, until you finally snapped and told him your reason, And He practically laughed at you "Oh- Hah! Babe-" Your eyes furrowed and you stomped away from him, "Hey! wait!—" He ran after you and tried to explain, but you already locked the door to your cabin before he could get in “Love, let me in please” he pleaded but you were too stubborn to oblige.
The next day, Everyone was in a competitive mood. You glared at Jason from the other team who was staring back at you with puppy eyes making you roll yours, Luckily you guys weren’t in the same team and you wouldn’t have to work with him “No killing nor maiming!” Chiron said then the game started. You couldn’t care less about winning the game, all that matters is you get your revenge, You cornered Jason, who was all alone, you couldn’t lie and say that his armor didn’t make him look more… “Fit” You striked first but he quickly countered your attack and the swords clashed against eachother, “Princess, what got you all worked up like this?” You almost melted at how he called you 'princess' in such caring tone, but you had to stay strong. he was confused, sure you were competitive in games sometimes but not like this. you gripped your sword tighter, but he dodged your attack making you stumble over into your own sword "shit" you cursed under your breath as you saw blood seeping out the cut.
He helped you get up but you shoved him off "What is your problem?, why wont you talk to me?" He groaned in frustration and you glared at him, clenching your fist tightly trying to hide the fact that you got a cut. "You're hurt." He walked closer "No, I'm not" You grabbed your sword from the ground, the blade still had a few drops of your blood, “I’m not blind” Jason got closer and you gripped the sword tightly about to strike at him again. "Don't do that. Let me see your hand." He reached for your arm but you quickly pulled away "And why would i do that?" You scoffed, He reached for your hand again this time lightly gripping your wrist making you drop your sword. "Stop being stubborn. Let me patch you up." You yanked your hand away from him "Different teams dipshit" You hissed "Different teams doesn't mean I'm gonna let you get hurt dumbass, stop being so difficult" He was getting a bit frustrated with you now "Why do you care anyway?" you uttered and his eyes widened he seemed to be genuinely offended by your comment "Why wouldn't i."
You were shocked at his retort and felt blush creeping up your cheeks but you tried to shrug the feeling off. “You didn’t seem to care about me getting hurt yesterday, when those nymphs were flirting with you.” He chuckled gently grabbing your hand that was still clenched into a fist “Is that what this is about?” You could see him getting more flustered talking about the topic which made you more annoyed “wait.. what do you mean flirting?” He asked seemingly confused as he pulled you close by your wrist “They weren’t flirting.” You squirmed under his grip trying to wiggle your hand away from him “Don’t lie. I saw you blushing.” You scoffed and saw him turn away from you faintly laughing “They weren’t flirting..” he murmured giving you a reassuring squeeze "Then what were they saying that made you flustered so much?!" You snapped freeing your hand from his grasp
"Let me bandage you up first." You refused and slapped his hand away, "If i have to carry you to the Infirmary i will." He gripped your wrist, tighter this time "Its just a cut, Jason." You rolled your eyes, lightly flinching "And its bleeding, now sit." He added "God damn it fine!" You groaned but sat on a near tree stump, He knelled down, carefully examining your palm, there was a loud awkward silence and you saw that his cheeks were still red and you wondered why was he avoiding the topic so much if it turns out the nymphs weren't flirting with with him? "I um.." He stuttered, you raised a brow at him as he cleaned the cut with a clean cloth that he pulled out from his pockets before taking out bandages and wrapping it, his fingers lightly brushing up against yours. You twitched under the touch looking down, refusing to look him in the eye. And without warning, He pulls your arm closer to his chest to make the bandages tighter, making you slightly blush at how much he cares for you right now, You saw a faint smile on his face before letting go and standing up.
"You still hadn't answered my question." you said following him. He groaned and sighed "You.." he quietly mumbled and your eyes widened in confusion "Me?" Your head tilted in confusion as he looked you in the eye, cupping your cheek with one hand "They were talking about you.." He stroked your cheek that was almost as red as a tomato "wha-" You shivered feeling a calloused hand wrap around your waist slurring your words "I got distracted, Looking at you when i was training.. and the nymphs noticed and started teasing me telling me how "head over heels" i was for you.. whatever that means anyway.." He had a genuine look in his eyes, forcing you to look up at him with a hand underneath your chin, "Oh.." you were sure you that you were the exact shade of a tomato right now, embarrassed at the fact that your suspicion was wrong and was flustered at his explanation, needless to say that you could’ve saved yourself from overthinking and embarrassment if you would’ve just listened to his explanation yesterday.
You hesitated before speaking “I-i don't believe you..” You said with persistent, you were never one to back down even when you know you’re in the wrong. His grip tightened on your waist and he tucked in a loose hair behind your ear, Leaning in closer your faces inches away from each other “Don’t be stubborn Princess. Do i look like I’m lying?” His gaze softened pulling you closer by your waist making you flush “I would never do that to you, my love..” He whispered and finally closed the gap between you two by placing a soft quick kiss on your lips before pulling away all flustered, “that's an unfair advantage” Your blush reached your ears, Earning a laugh from Jason “You done throwing a fit sweet girl?” He chuckled pulling you closer and kissing your cheek “fraternizing with another team is against the rules…”You murmured trying to hide your blushed up cheeks ”yeah, but since when were you one to follow rules, sweetheart?” He smirked pulling you gently by your chin and kissed you passionately all thoughts of the jealousy, and the game were floating away as you melted into his grasp.
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carcarcraziiv2 · 5 months
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Heartsteel Sett Boyfriend HCs
~Sett is love, Sett is LIFE. Don't get me wrong, I am barking and on all fours for all of these men but Sett holds a special place in my little heart~
P.S. Asks are open! I am open to requests! P.S.S. I am also open to other League characters, Arcane AU, etc. Just hmu :3
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TW: Floof. So much floof. Pet names. You get the picture right? As always, enter at your own risk!
Sett is a l o v e r. PDA overload. Hugs? Always, without question, is up for that. Kisses? You bet your ass he will. Any second, no matter where you are, you could lean in for one and he will squeeze you up against him, and kiss you like his life depends on it. If anyone appears to be giving you some extra attention that he doesn't like, all this big guy has to do is walk up next to you (as if he isn't there already lol) and usually the person doing the thing is smart enough to know better than to continue. "Hey baby, come here. What, can't I kiss you? Let me kiss you. That's my good b/g."
Sett is second only to Ezreal in his joking capabilities. This man can JOKE, and although he is trying to joke with and or at you, he unfortunately tends to make a fool of himself because he is a massive dork. If you pull jokes on him, he doesn't really get upset or offended, but he will pretend to be. His goofy demeanor means he will put a hand to his chest acting all flabbergasted, then tackle you into a hug or onto the bed while calling you a dork. "Haha! You're so funny, but you know I've got skin of steel baby. Oh, you meant it? Yeah right! Comere!"
Sett is an absolute SUCKER for attention. He will eat it up, and if you aren't paying attention to him? You might as well be. He will pester you, throw you over his shoulder, basically DEMAND your attention. Since this is just how he is, you never have to be desperate for his attention either. If for some reason you do feel neglected, he will feel very bad about it. He will make it up to you no matter what that means. "I'm sorry I've been at the gym so much this week, band stuff has just been stressing me out. Hey, I have an idea! Why don't you go with me?!"
Kisses, hugs, and everything fun= SETT. He is a fiend. He is insatiable. He will grab you up and kiss you, no matter where you are. His kisses can be goofy, fun, or downright sensual. Sometimes, when Sett is feeling serious for once, he will take his time with you. Touching you sweetly- he is so strong sometimes he is scared he will hurt you by accident. But man, it's all worth it as soon as his lips touch yours. Sett grabs your wrist, pulling you flush against him. You have to tilt your head to see him, and as he gazes back down at you he tilts his head and studies your face. "You're everything, baby. Everything." He leans down, kissing you gently, before releasing your lips and hugging you even closer.
Sett doesn't like arguing. He gets so pent up sometimes, you fear for the guy he goes up against at his boxing matches. Most of the time, when it's petty little arguments, he will figure out some way to get your mind off of it. Every once in awhile when you actually feel upset about the situation, Sett will take his time to sit down and talk it out with you. He will grab your hands, nod while you explain your side, and carefully display his own. By the end of it, the two of you are usually kissing... and by the end of that- well... "I get where you're coming from, baby. I just think we could have approached the situation differently, is all. Promise you're not mad at me? Thank the Gods. Come on, I wanna make it up to you in the bedroom hehe," He says, grabbing you by the waist and tugging you toward your room.
Sett will be very sad when you leave, or when he has to leave. He is like a little puppy dog who cries when you go (although he doesn't actually cry). He will pout, however, and his irresistible face almost makes you quit everything and stay home just to appease him. When he leaves, he will ask you a thousand questions trying to egg on a reason to stay, but you know he has to get to band practice so that Yone doesn't come pounding down your door, so you usually just give him a reason to be excited to come home later. "I miss you already, baby! Please don't make me go. Nah, look Yone loves me! He won't be that mad... Comeonnnn. Fine, but later we are getting dinner, and you are going to be desert."
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yaoyaobae · 5 months
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Don’t know if anyone else has asked this but: How did you get so good at art??? Like, did you go to an art school, taught yourself or something? If you did, how did you start out? Did something make you feel bad about your art? Any tips for beginners or artists who feel like they’re not progressing?
I’m mostly self-taught, graduated from art school this year but to be honest it only exposed me to more art-related softwares and careers. It’s crucial to practise art during your free time as much as possible if you want to get better 😭🙏🏻
I started art because I liked drawing my delusions and telling stories HAHA as for tips:
-Don’t stress over art style, start now and keep drawing it will come naturally TRUST.
-You don’t need to draw everyday, take breaks and avoid hurting your wrist
-DRAW FOR YOURSELF ( VERY IMPORTANT) ✨
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mimi-vya · 2 months
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Sleepless Night
Tighnari x Sleepdrunk/Reader
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You sighed in annoyance pulling your hair out of your scalp.
“I don’t get it! Well no…I do but still…” You grumbled in annoyance.
Your back hurt, your hands and wrist hurt from all the sitting and writing trying to cramp for your upcoming test. The Akademyia class you were in had a upcoming test which was…tomorrow…and it late night.
“I should have studied earlier…I shouldn’t have fallen asleep earlier…”
You groaned on your desk defeated, your eyes felt so tired that they felt like they were gonna close at any minute. Not to mention you had a massive headache that wouldn’t go away for the life of you.
“Should make more coffee…” You tiredly said and got up only to stumble on your desk and drop all your equipment and papers on the floor.
“Not again…” You mumbled not when your heard a laugh across the room near your door. You jolted and looked up to see who it was.
“T-tighnari!” You muttered out face turning red.
“Relax, here I’ll help you.” He offered his help.
“No! It’s okay! Just regular clumsy me…” You stated.
“Cute…” He muttered but you were unable to catch him.
“Pardon?” You asked politely.
“Nothing.” He simply said with a slight smile that turned into a smirk after seeing your confused expression.
“Are you still studying?” He asked looking over your table.
“A-ah yeah…” He picked up your paper and placed them down your desk and you did the same too.
“Thank you…well I need to go-!” You started to try and walk off but Tighnari’s hand stopped you.
“Where are you going?”
“Uh…I need to uhh make coffee…”
“Didn’t you just make a cup earlier?”
“N-no…”
He then sighed, “If you’re going to lie, at least try and sound convincing and cover up the fact that your cup is right here.” He scolded grabbing my cup from my desk with a hand on his hip.
“Haha…uhh Karkata made that for drinking…”
“For who? You or Karkata?” He asked with a slight smile.
“Karkata…” You tried lying but there was no use.
“I don’t think Karkata can drink that type of thing.” He said in tone like he was offended a bit by your horrible lie, who were you kidding nobody would fall for that lie maybe a child but Tighnari…
“Cute you thought I would fall for it or no?” He hummed.
“N-no!” You muttered out but in reality you were hoping he bought your terrible lie.
“Uh huh.”
“Okay fine…Karkata didn’t make it…I did…”
He hummed as he placed the cup down.
“Lying is bad Y/n.” He scolded like he was saying it to a child.
“I know, I know…”
“Then why did you lie?”
“W-well- because! You would stop me if I made another cup of coffee right?”
“Maybe? But now that you lied, yes.”
“H-huh! That’s not fair!”
“Fair to me, you’re the one who lied with a terrible lie to. Did Cyno teach you that?”
“No…he would probably say, “Nah, I lied because it brewed in my head like my coffee…that makes no sense…okay maybe I can’t copy his jokes but still..”
Tighnari sighed heavily, “Well it was…alright…” Now he lied, it was bad but he couldn’t say that to you.
“Just admit it’s bad…or else you’re the one who’s lying now…” You replied making Tighnari’s scoff.
“Fine it’s bad. Rather tell the truth then lie I guess in this situation. Anyways out of track.” He said then continued. And you stood there not even listening much since your head was hurting more now but then, you felt the pain in your head get worse causing you to lose balance and stumble but Tighnari’s arms were there to catch you.
“Woah, be careful. Are you okay?” He asked concern now written all over his face.
“I’m okay…just a bit dizzy…” You winced in pain a bit.
“Is your head hurting?”
You stood there silent taking in his scent finally realizing you’re resting your head on Tighnari’s chest causing you to retract back.
“Ah sorry-no no! I’m okay just a bit tired that’s all!” You tried to reassure pulling away from his embrace as Tighnari let’s go almost hesitantly.
“Tired.” He scoffed. “Your face is paler now than before.”
“I’m fine…”
“Stop lying you idiot! You aren’t fine.” He finally snapped.
“Do you think not sleeping is going to help you get a higher score on your test?” He yelled.
You stood there not knowing what to say…
“Look Tighnari…please don’t yell…” You said with a frown, your eyes were so tired.
He then gently grabbed your head. “I’m sorry…I just…when you do things like this…stupid things like this, I can’t help but worry! You’ve been locked in your room the whole time today. You didn’t even bother to eat until Collei or I came to your room to give you something…”
“I know..but I promise I’m okay Nari…” You sleepily said you were less jumpy than before hand. Maybe it was his relaxing scent..? You go up to him and place your head on his chest again.
Giggling, “Hehe so soft…so warm…” you muttered then looking at him with a sweet and cute look on your face.
Tighnari only looked at you with a blank face but then it turned a bit red and he started to frown.
“Don’t say things like that with that kind of face…” He muttered out.
“Why? It’s true. You’re so warm and soft…and I like it…sometimes it makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside that I-!” Tighnari quickly covered your mouth with his gloved hand shutting you up.
“Shhh…someone is here.”
“Hmm?” You hummed tiredly and gently removed his hand off.
“Who?”
“Probably one of the forest rangers.”
You weren’t listening much and stared at his lips while he talked but you were so out of it now. Before you knew it, you were leaning in towards his lips.
“Hey are you even listening-?!” He asked before he was met with a tired “hmm?”
Before he knew what was happening your lips were slightly touching while his breath hitched a bit.
You two stood there looking at each other and you took the first move and closed your eyes and kissed him. His lips were a bit soft and you didn’t see the shock expression on his face. You stood there kissing him and after he processed what was happening. He didn’t realize when he started kissing you back.
“Master Tighnari where are you…?” A young girl called out, it was Collei. “Ohh maybe he’s with Y/n?” She told herself you and Tighnari could hear her footsteps get closer and closer.
You only huffed out of breathe when Tighnari pulled you away.
“Y/n, have you seen Master Tighnari- oh there you are Master!”
“C-Collei, is something the matter?”
She only looked at you two and how close you were to each other.
“Am I…uh interpreting something…?” She asked with her innocent look.
“Nope, go ahead Collei. Y/n here was just being stubborn as ever to go get some rest anyways mind that, is there something you need?”
“Ah okay well, I wanted to ask if you saw if anyone took—?” She continued but you didn’t put any mind on it but only looked at the hand he has on your shoulder.
Still drowsy with sleepiness, you were taken in by his scent while looking at his lips again, imagining again to kiss them.
You got up in the middle of their conversation and tippy toed to Tighnari’s face aiming for his lips once more.
Tighnari was quick to catch you and blocked your lips with his gloved hand with a panicked but frustrated expression.
“What are you doing!” He whispered in your ear as Collei rambled about something of hers that was missing and saw as well however dense about what you were trying to do.
He proceeded to flick your forehead.
“Don’t lean into me, I know you’re tired but there’s a bed right there. Anyways, I think I saw Amir taking to the storage room. Look for it tomorrow alright? It’s already getting late and I don’t want you staying up late okay? It’s bad for you.”
“I know I know…I’m just worried about it…” She muttered softly.
“I’ll help you look for tomorrow okay? Now off to bed.”
“Okay…goodnight Master Tighnari and Y/n!”
“Goodnight Collei.” Tighnari sighed as you waved her a sloppy goodbye.
After Collei left Tighnari only looked away from you and pinched his nose temple, his eyebrows frowning.
“What were you thinking?! What if she walked in and saw us huh? And what’s with you all of sudden? This is why lack of sleep causes problems! If it were someone else they might have taken advantage of you or get upset with you!” He scolded as he ignored most of his lecture and only stared at his lips once again.
“Hey! You aren’t listening again…” His tongue clicked with annoyance with a frustrated look on his eye.
Once again you only leaned it and kissed him so needly. Pushing your lips into his causing him to stumble and fall to the ground with you on top of him. You pulled away and whispered, “I need more…” While gave in with a sign and started kissing you back.
You only looked at him after you two finally pulled away, his face was beyond red. His ears were now down like a sad puppy. By the looks of it, he seemed embarrassed to be seen like this.
You only grinned in a teasing manner and grabbed his ears still sleepy.
“What? Do you not want me to see you like this?”
He didn’t say anything but his ears twitched making you giggle.
You had enough fun and were too tired to tease him further.
You got off him as he also got up on his feet, still not making eye contact with you. That’s when you grabbed his hand.
“Hey what are you doing-!”
You dragged him to your bed as you both landed on your bed, him wrapped around your arms, softly embracing him.
“Wait- I’m too heavy-!”
“No…” You whispered, “I’ll rest if you stay with me…”
Finally giving in, “Alright you win.” You then mumbled, “I love you…” And quickly fell asleep leaving a dumbfounded but smiling Tighnari.
“Goodnight, I love you too…”
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