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g1rlr0b1n · 8 days

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Look guys!!! It's G1rlR0b1n 💖💖💖 (bet you didn't know this is what my handle meant lol)

Yet another commission by the super talented @tamdrry!!! (this was done a while ago I just hadn't gotten around to posting it)

So, there was actually a fic that was supposed to go along with this but... I never got around to finishing it 😭

If you want to see what I had planned to write you can check it out under the cut. 👇

One of my personal headcanons is that Damian is nonbinary (or trans but for this particular story, just nonbinary for now)

Anyway, he starts to discover this after spending a lazy afternoon with Cass and Steph in Cass's room.

They're cleaning out her closet and think it'd be fun to play dress up with her little brother. He relents because he likes feeling included and he enjoys their company and doesn't 'want to mess this up'. They're several piece swaps and a whole makeover in when the girls finally settle on what they have decide is the perfect 'fit. Damian turns to see himself in the mirror, mini skirt, crop top, fish nets, combat boots, smoky cat-eye, glossy lips, and he just…freezes… doesn't react… until he does. He starts to cry and flees from the room. The girls don't know what to do but they run after him. He nearly knocks Bruce over in the hallway, then the girls come storming after and he stops them.

Bruce: what's going on?

Steph (she looks worried): we were just messing around, we didn't mean to make him cry!

Cass (also upset and crying herself): we didn't mean to hurt him.

Bruce: ok, let me talk to him. Go back to your room, we'll chat in a bit. Try to calm down, ok?

The girls nod reluctantly but turn and go back to Cass's room. Bruce had long suspected that Damian may be having a difficult time with self-discovery from little things he's picked up on and from when he was at that age himself. he had a feeling something like this would be coming sooner than later, after all, emotions and individuality were not traits looked highly upon by the League of Assassins… or (he admits) with the Batman. he knocks on his door and when there is no answer he peeks in. Damian is sitting on the carpet in front of his floor length mirror.

Bruce: hey chum

Damian:

Bruce: can I sit down?

He says nothing again but scootches over slightly

Bruce: you wanna talk about it?

Damian:

Bruce: Cass and Steph think they've upset you.

Damian shakes his head: I'm not mad at them. (He emphasizes the word 'them')

Bruce: are you mad at yourself?

Damian nods but says nothing else. Bruce pulls him into a hug and he allows it, buries his face into him, cries, and Bruce just holds him there. They say nothing else until Damian finally let's go an eternity later. Bruce tells him he won't make him talk about it and he won't make him explain himself to the girls but he is going to tell Cass and Steph that he isn't upset with them unless he would like to do it himself (he'll tell them nothing more than that, he emphasizes). Damian's not ready to face them, he tells his father he can relay the message, and he does, later once Damian has asked to be left alone. The girls are relieved, they don't ask questions, they respect Damian's privacy. It's one of the reasons why Damian loves them.

A week later Bruce takes Damian to go to a fashion show with him, he goes because his father has been nagging him to put more effort into him public persona long before this anyway. There he sees androgynous models wearing mashups of typically male and female clothing and something starts to click. He feels seen for the first time but the feeling is uncomfortable and he begins to sink into himself, Bruce pulls him into his side, and he doesn't pull away.

Another week goes by and Damian comes home to find a large box on his bed, tied up with a large red ribbon. There is a tag that just reads, "fighting evil by moonlight". He opens the box and there is a new Robin uniform inside reminiscent of one of his favorite characters, Sailor Moon. The tears he cries are from happiness this time.

#damian wayne #bruce wayne #dc comics #sorry if it's choppy. it's just a concept 😅 (the fic)#also I kept going back and forth with the adult in this story #at first it was Selina in the cool step-mom role but I decided that wasn't intimate enough #then it was Dick as the caring older brother but I dumped that because he sounded too fatherly #sooo...I changed it to an actual father lol #enter good dad Bruce lol #Anyway this is one of my favorite comms because Sailor Robin is actually dedicated to my wife who is transfem 💖

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jongseongsnudes · 5 months

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twenty three (finale)

warning; 🥰 1.3k words. masterlist. a/n; happy birthday to our youngest baby who is growing up way too fast before our eyes 😭💖 can’t believe my baby is already 18 😭😭😭

“can you hurry up, you’re gonna miss the start! don’t you want to see your boyfriend play? it’s the finals!”

“and tell me why you’re more excited to see him play than me?” your brows raise at your friend who had been a little too eager the entire day, “or perhaps you’re just excited to see player number 6?”

she throws you a dirty glance but doesn’t stop pulling your arm towards the back oval where the crowd was already going wild. from a distance, you could spot your school’s team doing a huddle and in the middle of it all stood the reason why you even came tonight.

niki nishimura.

as if he could sense your presence, the boy looks up just as you reach the bleachers, your gazes immediately on each other. the view of him jogging over, all done up in his captain jersey and gear had you unknowingly holding your breath, the scene identical to ones from cliched high school flicks. and you were the main lead!

“why are you late!”

“would you prefer it if i didn’t come at all?!”

the captain throws you a dirty gaze, similar to the one your best friend had given you earlier, making you giggle.

“you are so lucky i like you,” the boy rolls his eyes before taking a step closer towards you, “now hurry up and give me my good luck kiss.”

you don’t have to look around to know that most of the audience were now focused on you and niki. hell, you could feel it! but what can you do when the tall boy is also looking down at you, his eyes hopeful, waiting for a kiss from his girlfriend.

so you get on your tippy toes and kiss his cheek, a move that immediately has the boy in a giggling fit.

your heart really might explode at this point because just look how cute he is!

“so are we playing orrrrr?” a familiar deep voice is heard from behind you, one you recognised as belonging to the sarcastic transfer student.

the rest of the team bursts into laughter at haruto’s words, making their bad tempered captain blush and almost pop a neck vein at the same time. poor kid.

“alright lets go!” niki screams, pointing to the field. he waits for the players to all disperse before leaning back down to kiss you back, a smile back on his lips, just like the one that’s already on yours. “i’ll be back in a sec. don’t go anywhere!”

“i’ll be right here nishimura.”

ruffling your hair, the boy then runs off towards his team who are already in position. the crowd roars to life as the game kicks off into full gear.

although you’re trying to pay attention to the game, your mind would wander off every two seconds. perhaps it’s because your mind is always too occupied with niki in his uniform to care about anything else.

just like right now.

“goooo taki!” your best friend suddenly screams from your side, surprising you, “what... i’m just cheering!”

“rightttt. for taki only?”

talk about being sus.

the girl nudges your shoulders before focusing back on the game, her cheeks evidently a shade darker from the mention of player number 6’s name. also known as taki.

before you knew it, the game was down to the last ten seconds. it had been a pretty tough match from what you could see, niki looking much more stressed out than usual. but as expected already, your boyfriend’s team came out as the winners in the end, the cheers that followed instantly after was almost deafening.

you watch as niki and the team huddle up, cheering and celebrating their victory. it makes you want to cry, knowing how hard he had been training all year for this. it has surely paid off.

you were too busy jumping up and down with eunji to notice niki running towards you, until it was too late. cheers turn into squeals when he lifts you up by the waist, holding you high up above the ground in excitement.

“ni- niki!! you’re so sweaty!” you try to push against his chest but this is niki nishimura you’re talking about, the annoying-est person you know, so of course he doesn’t stop.

instead, the boy pushes forward, smooshing his cheeks against yours, allowing his buckets worth of sweat to drench you too.

“ni- nishimura!”

the captain finally puts you down to your feet but his arms are still protectively around your waist, keeping you close. he’s full of smiles, eyes almost in half moon shapes, the sight has you instantly mirroring as well.

“you’re so annoying!” you punch his chest, “you’re lucky i like you.”

to your surprise, niki pulls you forward, hugging you tightly but instead of complaining anymore, you just let him. you couldn’t care less about the sweat, hell you wanted to hug him forever.

“congratulations niki, i knew you’d win.”

“well duh,” he says with a smug grin but before you could even say anything back, you feel a soft kiss on the top of your head, “but... thanks for being here tonight. i was happy seeing you in the crowd, baby.”

it’s as if you were hit square in the face, knocking you unconscious cause that’s literally what you’re feeling right now. the boy has called you a bunch of names throughout the time you’ve known him but this specific one topped it all.

your eyes, your hands... even your heart doesn’t know how to respond to it. to the simple word, baby.

“ahh you like that word, do you?” he asks with his brows raised, voice so taunting and playful, “baby baby baby baby baby baby!”

“stoppp...” you dig your face into his chest, hoping to hide away how flushed your cheeks were from his teasing. it causes the boy to laugh out loudly, as if making you blush was the most hilarious thing.

“my baby.”

your poor heart swoons to how softly he says those very two words. usually, you would’ve found something like this cringe but not right now, not with how naturally he made it sound.

“ah ah testing testing,” a familiar voice interrupts you both over the speakers, only for you to realise it’s none other than taki with a microphone, “hi. can our captain please stop smooching his girlfriend and come join us for one sec? please. just one second and you can have him to yourself after!”

and now you wanted to not only hide but run away forever as well, run away from the entire crowd that’s currently staring at you. some with envy, some with laughter and some with pure jealousy. but lets be real, your boyfriend is the niki nishimura after all.

the niki nishimura you used to do anything to stay away from, the same one you literally labelled as your sworn enemy. yet here he was, the boy who you would now do anything to spend time with, the same one you were now lucky enough to call your boyfriend.

“i’m going to kill him. i’m going to kill all of them,” niki narrows his eyes at his waiting group of team mates on the field before looking back down at you, “i’ll be right back. wait for me yeah?”

“i’ll be here niki, always.”

the ends of his lips pull into yet another grin as he hears that one specific word, always. he kisses you again without hesitation, the two of you laughing as you hear his team mates pretending to gag not too far away. but you don’t mind it, not when everything just so perfect.

“always.”

end.

a/n; annnnd that's the end of my bad boy fic! omg it took like 4 decades but we're here 😭 definitely gonna miss my tsundere team captain so maybeee i'll start a new one for him sometime. thank you to everyone who supported my fic! i appreciate every comment, like, feedback, everything! so thank you for sticking with me til the very end 🤗💖💖💖

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factual-fantasy · 4 months

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22 asks!! :DD 💖💀🎉💖

@bunny-coffee

@elegysonnet

AAA THANK YOU SO MUCH!! AND YOOOO IM DEVOURING THIS IDEA FRFR-

There's so much sadness! So much angst! AND JEVIL COMFORTING FRISK BY MAKING HER LAUGH?? PERFECT!!!

Now I may be not able to apply this idea word for word.. but I LOVE so much about it! Would you mind if I yoinked some of this? Its great!! :DD

:DD Happy new year!🎉🥳🎉 And thank YOU for sending me a kind message! I endlessly appreciate it 💖💖

@bunny-coffee

:00 Really? Thank you!! :DD I was actually pretty unsure of that detail for Jevil.. Making him round and squishy kind'a made him look too young to me.. but I'm so glad you like it! Maybe his squishiness isn't so bad! :D

:DDD Happy new year!! 💖🎉🥳🎉💖

XD Its been a while since I watched the movie. But I think my reaction was something along the lines of:

"..oh?.... OH..?.... OH YOOOOO---" *excited for angst noises XDD*

Thank you!! :DD As for his knuckle scars, there isn't really one specific way he got them. It just shows that he's rough and tough. He's been through a lot and has been on many dangerous missions.

You know, scraping his hands on rocks, dealing with sharp teethed and dangerous creatures every day.. Your hands would naturally get beat up a lot of you lived like Kwazii.

Aww! How fun! I'm sure Foxy wouldn't mind the company! :}

Foxy: "Oh? Are you a new animatronic?"

Calico Jack: "BIG TALKIN ROBOT-"

Now usually I would say Calico Jack. And its probably still true.. but considering how I'm trying to structure my Octonauts AU.. Inkling might actually be the one who's studied up more on folk tales and mythologies.. 👀

@rockbott0m47 (huh.. in all my days I don't think I've ever received a question like this XDD)

I try to be as factual as possible.. but in all honesty, my factual stops where the lazy begins-

XDD You're welcome?? Ah- Sorry for your loss?? XD I'm not sure how you feel about this realization but none the less thank you! I'm so glad you've liked my artwork! :DD

@nevereatingpeas

:DD THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! I'm so glad you like my deign!! :}}💖

AAAAA THANK YOU SO MUCH!! 😭😭💖💖💖

(Post in question)

WAAAAAHGG THANB YIU SO MCUH!!! ITS SO COOL TO ME THAT YOU SAW ALL THOSE DETAILS!!

Yes exactly! Shellington's "VEGGIE DAD" shirt, Kwazii's bent whiskers and scars.. AND YES YES! THE CAPTAIN IN FULL UNIFORM!! I was thinking that he is an early riser and was up before everyone else was. He's not intending to eat later- he's just already had breakfast! :0

AND YES!! The meals were all correct but one <XD google says that sea otters eat crab. So I googled "crab meat meal" and drew one of the things that came up. It might be a salad thing..? Or a crab pasta thingy.?? Not sure <XDD But MAN the potatoes would have been a good idea too-

One detail that I was fond of was the steam coming from everyone's cups. Though Peso and Barnacles have no steam, because they're drinking cold drinks! You get it?? Becuase they are cold creatures?? Don't like warm things??? I'm so smart 🤣

@itschrisboys

YOOOO THIS IS A REALLY SOLID IDEA!! She could have the guilt of having killed everyone, while also trying to give everyone their happy ending.. Cool! Would you mind if I used this idea? Or at least part of it? Its really neat! :00

@britneyt

:DD Thank you! I'm glad you like that design detail of his XDD

Also thank you again! Happy new year!! 🎉🥳🎉

@beryl-shade

XD My first thought was Glamrock Freddy; "HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO HIDE YOU NOW GREGORY??"

I do! I'll have to draw them sometime-

@tallchest13-blog

Thank you! I'm so glad! :DDD

@natewithacake

:DD Thank you so much!! I'm glad you like the designs I've given them! :}}}

#my response #octonauts #undertale #deltarune #fnaf security breach

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latenightdaydreams · 17 days

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Hi hi! Hope you don't mind that I have another request eheh... 🥲 I'd like to request smut with some build up before it, if you don't mind of course ^^; I've just been recently obsessed over those tropes of s/o(s) being apart for too long. And then thought of a reader who happens to be an intelligence officer working for KorTac. She and König aren't together yet per sé, more like have fallen for each other but never got to voice it out. Now, reader is chosen to carry out espionage against their enemy. However, it lasts for a year or two. Which is risky af. Anyway, those feelings they had for each other never left and they only grew within time. Plus they really miss each other hjshjs- And then when she finally comes back, cue the reunion. Cue the confession. Andddd cue whatever happens after that. Sorry if my request is more lengthier than before 😭 feel free to decline

So uh yes. That's basically it. Stay safe and take care of yourself 🫶 just gonna drop this gigantic special delivery package to this wonderful writer over here (you ofc) of... Oo what's this— BOOM. LOVE ✨💓💞💕💖✨

OMG this is such a sweet idea🥹 Never feel bad sending in a request! I love reading them and I love the challenge of bringing your idea to life! Thank you for all of the love you send my way, it is very appreciated and it makes my day to see your messages and comments! I hope you have a fantastic day and enjoy the story!

Reunion (fem)

MDNI🔞

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>cw: fem/afab, p in v, oral

2.3k word count

You stand in your room packing your suitcase as König sat at your desk chair. His eyes slowly going up and down your body, taking in how beautiful you look doing something so mundane. His mind flushed with thoughts of you, your mission, and his feelings. He has so much to say, but now isn’t the right time.

“Are you nervous Maus?” König bounces his foot nervously.

“I- no.” You lie. “It will be easy.”

“You’re definitely the best person for the job.”

You turn and smile at him. You want to say how much you’re going to miss him while you’re away. You’re aware that this mission will be long, maybe a year. It hurts your heart to think he might meet someone new while you’re away. What if you come back and he has a whole new life? A lot can change in that amount of time. Your heart sinks, but you continue to fake a smile for him.

You turn and face him. König looks up to meet your gaze, his pale blue eyes look sad behind his mask. The mask hiding the frown on his lips. He stands and walks to you, wrapping his arms around you in a tight hug.

“I’m going to miss you Maus,” he whispers as he rests his head on top of yours.

“I’ll miss you too.” You wrap your arms around him and hug him back. “Don’t forget about me.” You say with a giggle in your voice to hide the pain in that statement.

Your giggle doesn’t work because König notices. His arms tightening around you, “I could never forget you, y/n.”

König has the overwhelming want to lean down and kiss your soft lips, but he can’t. You two are just friends. Military code forcing him to shove his feelings for you aside to not cause any issues. Yet, underneath his uniform, he is just a man in love; desperate for a chance to touch you in a more intimate way and express his love for you. He settles for friendly hugs and breathing in your scent instead.

He pulls away from the hug and looks down at you. Your beautiful eyes looking back at him. His heart pounds in his chest, he is already starting to miss you and it hurts.

“I’ll carry your bag to the garage for you.” He says closing your suitcase and picking it up.

“Thank you, Kö.”

The last time you two see each other you spend 20 minutes hugging, breathing each other in. Words hanging on the tips of both your tongues, yet no one brave enough to cross that line. Both of your hearts break as you know this could be your last time together. All you can do is hope that life brings you both back together.

The mission went on longer than expected. Two years and seven months, König has been counting the days; marking off the calendar waiting for the day you finally return. The only sign that you’re alive is the intel that KorTac occasionally gets from you, but it’s been three months since the last message. He is use to a life of solitude, but without you he feels a new level of loneliness.

He walks past your room every day before returning to his own. Your room remains vacant, everything left exactly how you left it. Every night he looks at a photo of you he has tucked under his pillow, gently kissing it hoping you’ll return to him soon.

It was another day of mundane tasks and paper work for König. He sat at his desk with your file pulled up on his screen, your photo attached. He marks off another day from the calendar, another day without you. Not even intel from you.

Around 12pm, König sits with his mask off, eating his lunch he packed for himself. He wonders where you are and if you’re safe. What if you’ve been captured and murdered or worse, fallen in love and decided to run off with the enemy. Being alone with his own thoughts is torture.

Just then there is a knock at his door. He rolls his eyes and lets out a sigh. He was in the middle of eating. Putting his sandwich down, he picks up a napkin and cleans his mouth before pulling his mask down over his face. Again, a knock.

“Alright, come in.” König says as he straightens himself out. He minimizes your file that he has still pulled up on the computer screen.

The door opens and closes, he looks up to see…you.

König’s jaw drops and he just sits there staring at you for a while, as if he can’t believe that you’re real and standing in front of him. You look just as beautiful as you did the day you left. Nothing has changed other than your hair being longer now, and it suits you.

You stand there quietly waiting for him to say something, do something. He just sits there looking at you in complete shock.

“Hey Kö,” you break the silence as you take a few steps closer.

Hearing the nickname, Kö, makes his heart flutter; only you and his mother have ever called him that. You’re really here. He isn’t hallucinating. It’s you. Quickly he stands to his feet and walks towards you, pulling you into a tight embrace. He takes a deep breath, breathing you in. He’s missed your scent so much these last few years, he had forgotten what you even smelled like. Forgotten just how perfect your warmth feels against his body.

Your arms quickly wrap around him, you’ve been dreaming of this moment for so long. Being away from König was harder than you thought it would be. Especially for almost three years, you weren’t sure if you’d be returning to the same man. Yet here he was. Your König. He waited for you.

König pulls away from the hug and moves his hands to grasp you face and turn your face so you can look into his eyes. His eyes glossy, tears threatening to fall. He doesn’t speak as he just looks at your face, taking in your beauty. He hasn’t seen you in the flesh for so long, it’s like he is seeing you again for the first time. His beautiful love.

Without thinking, König pulls his mask off; revealing his face to you for the first time ever. He leans down and gently presses his lips against yours; slowly out of fear of rejection, yet once your lips touch, you don’t pull back or turn away. You kiss back with even more passion, making König melt inside. He grips your face a little tighter as he begins to kiss you harder, matching your passion.

Breaking away, he rests his head on yours, tears now falling down both of your faces.

“I was scared I would never see you again.” His voice breaks as he speaks to you.

“I know,” your breathing shutters.

He pulls away slightly as you look up at his face. You take in all of his features that have been hidden all these years of friendship. He’s…beautiful. You’ve thought of what he might be hiding all this time, it’s just scars. They only add to how attractive you see him.

“Kö, I’m in love with you.” The words flow out of your mouth as if it’s word vomit.

Your heart begins to pick up and you swallow hard, waiting for his response. Your hand reaching out to wipe tears away from his eyes as they fall.

“I’m in love with you too, y/n. I always have been.” His voice cracks.

He leans down and his lips meet yours again, his tongue licking your lips as they part to accept him. He lets out a soft moan as he tastes you for the first time. He’s wanted this for a long time, since the day you stayed behind with him after a failed mission. That was the day he fell in love with you.

His hands drop down to your waist as he begins to push up the hem of your shirt, his warm hands caressing your soft skin. You don’t stop him; your body has always craved him. You’re his now, in this moment, and forever. Slowly pulling away from your lips, his eyes drop down your body.

“Is this okay?” He seeks you consent before continuing. His hands continue to caress your waist, moving up slowly.

You nod your head, closing your eyes as his lips come back to meet yours. You continue to make out as his hands move up your body. He begins to pull you shirt up, breaking the kiss to take your shirt fully off. He looks down at your breasts cupped in your bra. He brings you closer to him as he can wrap his arms around you and unhook your bra. You let the bra drop from your body.

König quickly drops to his knees, his lips finding your breasts and kissing all over, his lips grazing over your nipples giving you chills. His hands fumble with the button of your pants as he undoes it. Pulling down your zipper, he looks up at you. His hands wrap around the top of your pants and pull them down with your underwear.

His eyes look at the soft bush between your legs before he kisses your stomach and hips. You lean back against the wall and he lifts one of your legs over his shoulder. Slowly he kisses down your thigh that’s resting on him. He finally begins to kiss the soft hair covering your sacred area. He takes a deep breath, taking in your scent completely. He has always wanted to be graced with the privilege of giving you pleasure, and here he is finally.

He sticks his tongue out and licks from the bottom to the top, his tongue making small circles over your clit. He can’t believe just how sweet you taste. The small moans leaving your lips mixed with the smell of your arousal making his cock rock hard in his cargos. He begins to suck lightly on your clit, flicking his tongue over it as he does. Your legs begin to tremble and jerk.

You look down at him as he eats you out, your fingers gently combing through his blonde hair. You could have never imagined that he would be this good as he begins to focus in on your clit. Legs shaking you moan out, calling his name. You feel a rush, a build up of pleasure.

Knowing that you’re about to cum, König keeps his rhythm. You push his face into your cunt, forcing him to only breathe in your sweet natural musk. His face covered in your arousal; he can’t take it anymore.

He moves your leg off of him gently as he stands up. He begins to quickly undo his belt and take his pants off. He pulls his shirt off, revealing his Greek god like body to you. You just look at him, in awe. The same way he looks at you.

You both stand there looking at each other’s bare bodies. König just can’t get enough of you. He walks closer to you and scoops you up in his arms. He walks to his desk chair with you. He sits slouched in the chair as you sit on his lap, your wet pussy rubbing against his erection. You lean in and kiss his lips as he moans softly feeling a tease of what your warmth will be like.

With no regard for safe sex, you lean forward, reaching down and grabbing his cock to guide it into your pussy. Once the tip squeezes in you both let out a harmonious moan. Your eyes studying his face as he is focused on watching you stretch around his cock.

Your hands on his shoulders for balance, you continue to sit down until König bottoms out inside of you. His hands squeezing the supple flesh of your thighs as he submits to you and lets you take control of your shared pleasure. Your tight cunt squeezing around him, breasts bouncing in his face as you move over him. His muscles flex as he assists you in your movements.

“Oh Scheiße, Maus. You feel so fucking good.” He moans out as his head falls back against the back of the chair; eyes closed. He has never felt this level of pleasure before with another partner. The sound of your wet cunt filling the space between your shared moans and panting.

“Kö,” you whimper out as your hands move to his chest, fingers digging deeply into his skin.

König opens his eyes and looks down at your cunt eagerly trying to milk him. A creamy white ring circling the base of his cock, and he can smell the sex in the air. He can’t hold on anymore. He wraps his arms around your abdomen and holds you close to him while he begins to quickly thrust up into you, his balls slapping against your ass. You begin to moan out loudly, definitely loud enough to be heard from the hallway, but he couldn’t care less.

“I-I’m going to- ah,” König couldn’t even speak as he begins to sweat from his rapid movements. His hands grasping your ass as he begins to roughly push you down on his cock. You can feel him throbbing deep inside of you as he cums. His cheeks turning slightly red from embracement of not lasting longer.

Your lips meet his with desperation as you both kiss. His hands still gripping you tightly as you rest on him, as if you might leave again if he lets go. Breaking the kiss you both look into each other’s eyes. One of his hands leaving your body and moving up to caress your face gently.

“Are you mine?” König sounding so submissive and gentle, a side no one ever sees of him.

“Of course.”

#konig #konig x y/n #konig cod #konig x reader #könig #könig x reader #konig smut #könig smut #könig cod #könig mw2 #konig x reader smut #cod konig #könig call of duty #könig x reader smut #könig x y/n #könig x you #smut

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leejungchans · 1 year

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rich girl — l.mh

word count | 3.2k

pairing | lee minho (skz) x female reader

warning(s) / includes | food mentions, a lil swearing, reader has icky friends

genre | fluff, angst if you squint, high school au, ???-to-friends/implied lovers au, lino’s a bit of a tsundere

note | i imagined this whole thing as a kdrama scene while writing which is why it’s kinda cliche and dramatic at parts 😭 not proofread but i will when i wake up

summary | of all the places to run into you, lee minho never expected it to be at a convenience store.

a/n | happy new year everyone 💖 i’m so sorry i haven’t posted anything in a bit, had a bit of writer’s block which is why this took months to finish but i’m slowly getting back into the groove!! to everyone who requested in my 1k event, i promise i’ll get to every single one of them so dw!! i hope you enjoy!!

“Thanks for today,” Yang Jeongin murmurs shyly, bowing his head as Minho pockets the money. “I hope I didn’t take up too much of your time.”

Even now, Minho still remembers the look on his friends’ faces when he told them he wanted to try tutoring the younger kids at school. He doesn’t particularly enjoy it, but it’s not the worst way to earn some extra money.

“It’s fine,” he says with a casual shrug. “Lemme know how the test goes and text me anytime if you have more questions.” He doesn’t really mean the latter part—responding to texts outside his self-scheduled working hours is hardly appealing—but it feels customary to say.

Jeongin nods, his arms hanging at his sides as he walks Minho to the front door. “Okay, thanks again. Have a good rest of your night.”

If the older boy had noticed how tense he is, he doesn’t point it out. It’s no secret that Lee Minho has a reputation at school for being intimidating, and while he was surprisingly patient for the entirety of those two hours, Jeongin still finds it hard to shake off that feeling of being scrutinised when his sharp, cat-like eyes constantly feel like they’re probing right into his soul.

“You too. I’ll see you around,” Minho says, hardly bothered by the awkward energy of the empty apartment as he slips on his shoes. He wonders for a brief moment where Jeongin’s parents are, but doesn’t entertain the thought for long because he cares more about going home to his cats. Going to a private school comes with a hefty price tag, so he wouldn’t be surprised if Jeongin’s parents are still at work much like his own.

The sun has long set by now, draping a blanket of dark indigo over the bustling streets as people rush to get home. Up ahead, Minho sees the glowing sign of a convenience store, and as though being reminded his stomach rumbles, a reminder that he hasn’t eaten since lunch.

He could go for some ramen, and this way he wouldn’t have to cook and do the dishes.

From the stocked shelves, he picks out his dinner—a bowl of Shin Ramyun, a tuna triangle kimbap and a bottle of green tea. Simple, yet so satisfying; his go-to no matter how many times Hyunjin teases him for getting the same thing time and time again.

Hyunjin makes fun of him, he lovingly threatens to shove tissue down his throat. Minho wouldn’t have it any other way.

A fond scoff falls from his lips as he waits for his ramen to cook. His eyes scan the store, flitting from the bored cashier picking at his nails to the girl sitting at the table just several feet away from him. It takes a few seconds for him to realise she’s wearing his school’s uniform, and another few to notice the polished shoes with the dainty gold buckles that look all too familiar.

It’s not just anyone from school—it’s you.

The realisation has him turning on his heel immediately. Surely, his back profile isn’t too recognisable? His heart skips a beat in his chest and only one thought consumes his mind as he hastily straightens his tie and redoes the first button on his shirt—what the hell are you of all people doing in a convenience store?

“You know, most people eat their noodles before they get soggy.”

Minho resists the urge to let a few colourful words slip. He doesn’t think your parents would appreciate learning that the student-guide assigned to their precious daughter was the one who taught her her first swear word.

Huh, that was a little mean. Distantly, Chan’s disapproving voice rings out from the back of his mind.

“Give her a chance, Minho. Just because she’s from a rich family doesn’t mean she’s a spoiled brat. I’ve talked to her a few times, she’s really nice.”

His feet move slowly as he turns to face you, finding your eyes still trained on him as you await his reaction, glossy lips curled up amusedly. He wants to flee, wants to curse the gods for making him run into you at such a time and place. But he’s already made the ramen, it’s too late to leave.

Reluctantly, he grabs his dinner and makes his way over to the table, making sure you’re separated by a seat as he plops himself down on the squeaky bar stool. You don’t seem bothered, the little grin still ever-present on your face before you turn back to your dinner.

Minho watches from the corner of his eyes as you pick up your half-eaten kimbap, dunking the corner into the spicy broth before taking a bite. Maybe he’s a little impressed, he didn’t expect you to know the only correct way to eat kimbap and ramen—at least, the only correct way in his eyes.

“Don’t seem so surprised,” you quip lightly without looking up, “rich people eat ramen too.”

His cheeks grow warm from being caught staring. “Just didn’t expect you to hang around somewhere like this.”

“Are you kidding? I love convenience store food. They didn’t have the stuff here when I was at boarding school, I had to order everything I wanted online.”

“Must’ve taken a long time to get them shipped to you,” he muses. It’s strange, he thought he couldn’t care less about what went on in the fancy boarding school you attended before transferring here, but it’s refreshing hearing you talk about mundane things like bulk-buying instant ramen as though a squirrel stashing food away for the winter.

“Oh, it felt like forever each time! I felt like I was going to die craving all the snacks I couldn’t get there.” For a second there you sounded just like Hyunjin during his dramatic moments, like that time when Minho refused to pay for his ice cream and he acted like he was left to fend for himself in the wilderness.

He finds it oddly endearing.

“That’s not the worst part,” you continue, “the worst part was dealing with thieves in the dorms. I can’t count how many packs of ramen I had stolen from me.”

“Oh, the tragedy!”

You roll your eyes at the exaggerated gasp he lets out, though the action hardly holds any genuine annoyance. “I can’t tell if you’re still being serious.”

A small grunt leaves Minho as he twists open the bottle cap of his bottled tea. “I mean, I’d be pretty pissed if people stole food from me.” The worst Jisung’s done to him is snagging a few gummy bears, and that already feels like a criminal offence in his book.

“I guess that’s the second thing we have in common.”

“What’s the first? Having good taste in convenience store dinner?”

“I knew you were smart, Lee.”

“Oh, fuck off,” he scoffs, yet his the corners of his lips can’t help but quirk up at the devious, teasing grin you flash him.

He’d rather do Hyunjin’s PE laundry for a month than admit it, but you’re kind of cute.

“What’re you doing in this area so late, anyways?”

You offer a smile in thanks as Minho holds the door open and gestures for you to go first. The two of you step out of the store, the frostiness of the winter night penetrating through the layers you’re wearing and settling deep into your bones.

“I was with Hyebin and the others.” He doesn’t miss the way your smile falters, the twinkle in your eyes dimming like a fallen star. He’s never liked the friend group you’ve found yourself in ever since you transferred over to the school. They’ve always given him the impression that they were more interested in your money and brains than anything. “They needed help with their homework.”

“Of course they did,” Minho scoffs.

“It’s fine, I don’t mind.”

“You need to be more careful with this stuff. The teachers aren’t as stupid as you think, just because you’re not the one doing the copying doesn’t mean you won’t get into trouble.”

“Gosh, what’s with the lecture? Why do you care who I hang out with?”

He freezes, pursing his lips together as he thinks of a counter. You’re right, why does he care? Perhaps your earlier conversation in the store changed his admittedly biased perception of you. Or perhaps despite everything he's ever thought about you, he thinks you still deserve better than Hyebin and her goons.

“W-Well, I was assigned to be your guide to the school,” Minho splutters, “sorry for taking my job seriously!” It’s a horrible excuse, so he’s not the slightest bit surprised when you don’t buy it at all.

“That’s funny, because you’ve made it pretty clear from the day we met that you couldn’t care less about a spoiled brat like me!” He hates that he still finds you cute even as you’re fuming and ranting at him. “Everyone at school is exactly like you, always making your own assumptions without even bothering to get to know me! Well, I’m telling you right now that I don’t need you to—”

“Watch out!”

Your foot gets caught on a raised ledge that you hadn’t noticed in your moment of frustration. You trip with a loud shriek, knees scraping painfully against the pavement as you break your fall with your hands. A burning sensation spreads across your face, and you’re utterly mortified that you just embarrassed yourself in front of someone the likes of Lee Minho while you were giving him a piece of your mind.

“Are you okay?” You feel his hand wrap around your arm as he helps you up, refusing to meet his eyes out of sheer embarrassment. “You need to watch where you’re going.”

You tug your arm out of Minho’s grasp with an aggravated huff. “I’m fine!” you snap, but the pained hiss that whistles through your clenched teeth says otherwise as you attempt to stand without his support. Your left ankle throbs with a sharp pain, causing you to lose balance and stumble.

“Seems like you’re not,” he observes without his usual snark as he reaches out to hold you steady again. This time, you don’t shake him off. “You should get that checked out soon, it’s probably a sprained ankle.”

“Great,” you mutter under your breath. Scraped knees and a sprained ankle? You dread the earful you know you’ll be getting from your overprotective parents. Thankfully, your family’s driver is only parked a few blocks away from where you are, so you shouldn’t have to hobble too far—

“—get on.”

“H-Huh?”

Minho rolls his eyes at your dumbfounded expression, his knees bent as he gestures to his back with a tilt of his head, signalling you to climb on. “You said your driver is waiting for you nearby, right?” You nod. “I’ll carry you there.”

“You better not tell your friends that I forced you to do this,” you mutter sulkily.

“Jesus, Y/N. I don’t stoop that low. I’m the one who offered, okay?” At your hesitation, the sharp angles of his face soften ever so slightly. “I swear. I’m not gonna stand here and watch you walk three blocks on a twisted ankle.”

The sincerity in his eyes has knots forming in your stomach out of guilt, embarrassed that you’ve been so harsh on him for his intentions when all he’s done was offer help. Murmuring a thank you, you gingerly wrap your arms around his neck as his arms hook around your thighs. With a soft grunt, he draws to his full height and begins heading down the street.

The proximity between the two of you floods your cheeks with warmth. You’re certain you harbour absolutely zero romantic feelings for Lee Minho, your less-than-enthusiastic guide to the school who cares more about the stray cats lingering outside the gates than ninety percent of the student population—at least, that’s what you tell yourself. You suppose he can be charming, especially when he smiles; it’s a sight you’re hardly privy to seeing, but sometimes you catch a glimpse of his toothy grin when he’s talking to Chan or play-wrestling with the tall kid who’s on the soccer team.

And you suppose he’s pretty charming now too, not an indication of annoyance towards your current predicament as he piggybacks you the rest of the way to your car. A faint jasmine scent greets your senses, and it takes all your willpower to resist leaning in closer. Ugh, of course his shampoo just so happens to be your favourite scent too.

“I’m sorry for snapping at you back there,” you say quietly after a while. “I was frustrated with people at school but took it out on you, which was really unfair of me.”

For a brief moment, Minho doesn’t respond, leading you to believe he’s still upset. It’s understandable, but it leaves you with a sinking pit in your stomach and you’ve never wanted the earth to swallow you whole so badly until now.

“It’s okay.” You perk up a little at his unexpected response. “I get it, really. I’m sorry too, for letting all those stereotypes and assumptions get the best of my judgement. I was a pretty shitty guide, huh?” he jokes with a soft chuckle.

A smile slowly appears on your face at his attempt at lightening the mood. “I’ve seen worse, and in a way you did kinda help me learn my way around campus.”

“By avoiding you like my life depended on it while you searched high and low for me?”

“Questionable execution, successful outcome.”

His head tilts back as he lets out a genuine laugh, the bright sound only increasing the palpitations of your heart. “That’s how I roll. Leaves an impression.”

He certainly has. Never would you have guessed that you’d be seeing this side of Lee Minho tonight, or ever, and you don’t doubt that you’ll be thinking about this moment for the next week even if he goes back to being all ‘bad-boy’ with you tomorrow. It feels like you’re witnessing something you’re not supposed to, and it’s exhilarating.

His gentle voice brings you out of your thoughts. “I was serious about Hyebin. They’re using you, both her and her friends,” he says, spitting the last word out like it’s venomous.

“I know.”

“You know?”

You hum sadly. “My family runs a conglomerate and I’ve attended more of their functions than I can count. I learnt very early on what it looks like when someone’s only being nice to you because they want something.”

Minho nods in understanding, yet your response only begs the next question. “Then why do you still hang out with them? What do they have that you don’t?”

“Nothing, but… who else do I have at school? Almost everyone else is either no different from them, or are too intimidated to approach me even when I’ve done everything I can to prove I’m anything but.”

Something about how you don’t bother hiding the defeat in your voice makes his heart twinge with sympathy. He knows you’re right—hell, he considers himself unbelievably lucky that he managed to find people he genuinely sees as his close friends in a sea of snobbish, self-centred students.

“Hang out with us. Really,” he adds when you fall eerily silent. “I know we’re probably the furthest thing away from the people you’re used to associating yourself with, and I guess we can be a little weird sometimes—” admittedly, maybe a lot weird—“but we’re good people, especially my friends.”

Minho stops himself upon realising he’s already begun rambling, but the quiet giggle that reaches his ears relaxes him a little.

“I like weird.” Despite currently looking ahead, he can still hear the smile in your voice. “Wouldn’t I make things awkward, though? I don’t wanna intrude on anything.”

“Are you kidding? Once you're friends with Chan, he’ll find a way to make you feel comfortable no matter what. Do you like anime, by any chance?”

“Actually, yeah. I do.”

He chuckles, “Then you’ll have no problem getting along with my other friends too.”

“And what about you?” you ask softly. “Are you okay with it?”

“I’m the one who offered, of course I am.”

You’re unsure if you can consider Lee Minho your friend yet—or rather, if he’d want that or not—but one thing’s for certain: his authenticity is both admirable and appreciated. You don’t question his kindness now because he wasn’t afraid to show his genuine indifference in your encounters prior to today.

“Thank you, Minho. I don’t know what else to say other than… thanks, really.”

Spying your family’s car just down the street, he turns to grin at you, eyes curved and smile reminiscent of the Cheshire Cat. “Feel free to also comment on how unfairly handsome and strong I am.”

You respond with a fond roll of your eyes. He’s not wrong, but you don’t need to tell him that either. “Very funny, but yes, thank you for this too. I’m sorry you had to carry me all the way here.”

Now it’s Minho’s turn to roll his eyes. “Stop apologising, Y/N, I wanted to. Hopefully your ankle isn’t too seriously sprained.”

“My parents are going to make such a big fuss if I need a cast.”

He snickers. “Don’t worry, I’ll be the first one to sign it.”

“Oh, fuck off,” you mumble sulkily, though it only makes him laugh harder. It’s beyond him how it’s possible for someone to sound this adorable even while swearing.

Carefully, he lets you down upon reaching the car, still holding you steady by your arms as the door slides open to reveal luxurious leather seats. He helps you into the backseat, offering a shy nod in greeting when your driver looks back to give you a questioning look.

“I’ll explain later,” you tell him before turning back to Minho, “let us give you a ride home.”

“Nah, it’s fine,” he reassures, tucking his hands into his pockets, “I live really close by.”

You narrow your eyes suspiciously. “You better not be lying to me.”

Dramatically, he places a hand over his heart. “I swear.”

“I’m gonna ask Chan first thing when I see him.”

“You do that,” he replies smoothly, “I’ll see you tomorrow, okay?”

Relenting, you nod and return the smile he gives you. “Okay, get home safe. Good night, Minho.”

“Good night.”

Your eyes never leave his as the door shuts between you two. You look back at Minho through the tinted windows, finding him still standing at the same spot as he watches your car take off down the road. Even as you make a left turn, causing him to disappear from your line of sight, you don’t turn back until your driver feigns a cough, a knowing twinkle in his eyes.

“That boy,” he begins, eyes briefly flickering to meet yours in the rear-view mirror, “is he your classmate, Miss L/N?”

You nod.

“You two looked close.” He must’ve seen the look on your face because he lets out a hearty laugh, one you’ve grown accustomed to over all his years of service to your family. “Don’t worry, miss. I won’t tell your parents,” he reassures, “I just wanted to say that he seems to like you a lot.”

“Huh, is that so?” is all you say, yet you can’t fight the smile that appears on your face the second no one’s looking.

༉‧₊˚✧ thank you so much for reading <3 please reblog if you enjoyed my writing, and any form of feedback is greatly appreciated ! support the creators and content you wish to continue seeing <3

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prince-kallisto · 2 months

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Hi. This might be a bit random, but…I think when it comes to Crowley's preference for quick showers, everyone associates it with his bird theme. But considering how much he eats and how fast, these two things could even be the habits of a soldier.

In this regard, the many mirrors he wears are also interesting.I really like the idea of traveling through the mirror, but these little ones probably aren't for that. I thought maybe it was connected to the Dark Mirror and they could both see what the other was seeing. Or just for communication… Or like in games, the mirror is like an item box. Or they simply have a mirror design, and in fact they are all magical gems, which are only there to support the existence of his magic - as it turns out, his magic can be very powerful and dangerous. Well, I'm just speculated, but maybe the last one makes the most sense. General Lilia also had several gems on his uniform.

In closing, I would like to say that I got him. For the 100th draw. Not the worst I've ever had. :"D

ANIDDIJDJXDB WAIT. WAIT.

YOU ABSOLUTELY BLEW MY MIND WITH THIS AHHHHHH 😭💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛ THIS IS…I feel as though everything is connecting now (*ﾟ▽ﾟ*) I always thought it was strange how Crowley is in and out of a shower (instead of having a reference to a “bird bath”) within three minutes, but I searched it up and learned that a deployed soldier’s shower time is from 2-3 minutes long…and you’re absolutely right at how he eats so unnecessarily fast…

AND THE MIRRORS BEING ON THE RIGHT SIDE…GENERAL LILIA’S CRYSTALS ON THE LEFT SIDE. NAKXJSNDNDBF. That’s also an incredible point about these mirrors possibly being to support his magic! Crowley has five mirrors on his person in total, and them being like these crystals make so much sense…there has been this sudden emphasis of Crowley’s magic being implied to be dangerous, so this idea makes so much sense to me! 👀🐦‍⬛ Since his golden cane has no visible magestone, these mirrors serving as magical gems really solves the case for me, as I have been wondering where his magestone was! His voiceline about his mirrors suddenly switching to “gems and precious metals” also adds to this idea, because why this focus on gems when asked about his mirrors? 👀

Thank you so much for sharing, I’m really in awe of this!! ╰(*´︶`*)╯♡ All of these ideas are now stuck in my head as how I view Crowley now. Hmm Crowley could’ve been more generous with you, but 100 pulls is not too bad! 🤣💖💖💖 I’m so glad you were able pull him! 🫶🐦‍⬛

@moonlightequin1

#I literally jolted up from bed reading this! 🤣 ahhh it’s so genius!#kallistopost #ask kallisto #dire crowley #twst #twst theory #crowley is levan theory

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8-rae-rae-8 · 3 months

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Babyre Rudy, not understanding English, just littol guy, Alejandro has flash cards and picture books to read him

Does he understand? Not really brain too fuzzy, but is it fun and adorable? Absolutely

Also Alejandro playing peekaboo with him

“Oh! Oh! Where did Rudy go! Where is he?”

*small sound from Rudy*

“Peekaboo! There he is!”

Also Alejandro would carry him around on his hip, or just in his arms, either way Rudy is probably sucking his thumb and fidgeting with loose strings on Alejandro’s uniform or touching his face gently (poking his nose, tracing his eyes a little, poking his beard) while staring at him with complete focus

Also methinks tiny Rudy would have the shakiest clumsiest hands, but when he’s really focused on being gentle with something, he’s nearly as coordinated as adult Rudy, which makes him so silly because he could draw the best thing ever and then reach over to drink water and immediately spill it

Also also, I’ve got alerudy sims and Rudy is canon a regressor in it (childish trait💖) and Alejandro will play the guitar, and it doesn’t matter where in the house he is, Rudy will come and listen, usually if he’s feeling playful he’ll bring his toys with him and play w them right by Alejandro 😭😭😭😭

-💖

Oh my goshhh 😭

Them !!!

Rudy playing with ale !!!

The flashcards too!! He can name every card, it just takes a second and maybe some prompting !! It's still fun every time !!

the sims !!! That's so fricking cute oh my god

#💖#call of duty #cod #cod mw2 #cod agere #cod mwii #rudy parra #rodolfo parra #Alejandro Vargas

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m0thergoose · 1 month

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TOWL EPISODE 6 THE LAST TIME SPOILERS AHEAD FOR MY RUNNING COMMENTARY

Here we fucking go lads I’m scared

Sexy time again what a way to start, we continue to win 💖

PUTTING THE RING ON LIKE THIS HOLY FUCK 🫠

They look unreal in the uniforms lol

he said I didn’t need to be scared, that it was just the burning - his story about his dad omg it’s gonna come full circle

I love when Rick says thang 😂

Thorne has really been sucked in hasn’t she I don’t think this will end well for her

She has been a good friend to Rick though

Here we go stealthy Michonne she is the GOAT

Omg jadis paintings! Wanna see if there’s any of Ricky dicky

Terry O’Quinn my man 🫶

‘We’re the dead ones Rick’ woooooow

I feel like Michonne is gonna get caught in here I’m on edge

A CAT HOLY FUCK MICHONNE TAKE THAT HOME 😂😂😂😂

nah jadis is a sick bitch for hiding it in the cat

It’s a fucking ESSAY Jesus Christ

‘Rick’s wife’ only bit I liked seeing lol

Rip that shit up Michonne

She’s so upset 😭😭😭

Here we go briefing time 😬

Terry O’Quinn is staring into my soul

Fucking feral Rick flashbacks I love it

Come on Beale spit it out

OMG RICK AND MICHONNE

The toy rabbit?? What’s this about I’m scared

MAMA MICHONNE FLASHBACKS FUCKING GUT ME

Saving one city by sacrificing your home - I feel like this is meant to be what Rick does

I love Rick speaking about his dad for some reason

‘We’re all gonna die’ not Rick and Michonne tho we’re the ones who LIVE

The child evacuation??

14 years to extinction???

Evacuation of 10% of children - so they’re going to let the rest die!!

Spies in selected communities omg are they in the commonwealth!! I swear if Judith or RJ show up on that screen!!!!

Basically CRM is committing genocide

Rick please just kill him lmao

My son 😭😭😭😭😭😭

YAAAAS RICK THANK FUCK

Omg Rick please say we’re the ones who live

RIGHT get out of there now Ricky boy fucking hell

Fuck Rick you gonna have to kill this guy too lmao

I’m so on edge

ALSO halfway through and we’re still at cascadia I just want them HOME 😭😭

Oh no Thorne

Rick just wants to see his kiddies kill me 😭😭😭😭

Why’s he left his hand behind???

IM SO STRESSED ABOUT THORNE SHES GONNA RUIN THIS

This is like them disarming Negan’s explosives on the road, except this time they’re arming them

YAAAAS GIVE HER HIS SWORD

OH NO THORNES FIGURED IT OUT 😱😱😱😱

Holding hands forever I love this

FUUUUUCK

THE EXPLOSION WAS WILD

YEEEESS MICHONNE

FUUUUCK RICK

YAAAAS MICHONNE GET HER MASK

OMG THEY DID IT THE CITY KNOWS THEY CAN GOOOOO

FREE MOVEMENT HAS BEEN ESTABLISHED

NAH IM GONNA CRY

IM CRYING AND ITS NOT EVEN HAPPENED YET

His boots 🥹

IM UNWELL

LOOK AT THEM

MICHONNE AND HER BABIES 🥹🥹🥹

HIM AND HIS BABY GIRL 🥹🥹🥹

IM ACTUALLY SOBBING

YOURE THE BRAVE MAN

NAH IM SOBBING GUYS

HUG YOUR SON DAMMIT

BUT MAYBE YOU COULD CALL ME DAD NAH IM DEAD

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

#towl episode 6 #towl #towl spoilers #richonne #rick grimes #michonne #the ones who live

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beansterpie · 3 months

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I have a lot of mixed feelings about the es21 brainxbrave special, but here’s a list of things I DID like.

@deabruarenjarraitzaileaya-ha pointed this out to me, but LOVE that Unsui is now wearing the #2 jersey in the Enma Fires. It nicely fits into where his arc left off in the epilogue— he’s now fully living his own life and on a level playing field with his brother, rather than living in Agon’s shadow as he silently supports him, so they both wear the #2 jersey! Also the double #2 just has an extra level of twin-ness to it which is always fun.

Hiruma terrorizing people with his little custom drone 😂 cute and extremely on brand. I still prefer es21 and their college years being set in mid-late 00’s, but fun!

As many have already pointed out, Kurita’s >:3 face as he tackles Hiruma 😭💖

Hiruma and Agon knowing each other well enough that Hiruma can rely on Agon understanding his thought process without even discussing it beforehand 🤭 and in general, Agon sort of being framed as Hiruma’s trump card!

I felt like the overall premise of the one shot was pretty contrived and was clearly just there to justify the chapter focusing so much Sena and Hiruma’s teams (rip Musashi and the Devilbats) and to raise the stakes of the match, BUT I do think the conversation the two of them have after the meeting with Don was quite nice actually. (Idk abt Hiruma throwing out his blackmail book lol, but the gesture was fun)

I’ll admit, I liked the black sleeves on the Wizards uniforms. Still not a fan of the primarily white designs, but the sleeves were good. I may be incorporating that into my own wizards uniform designs hfhfhf

#that’s about it I guess #for things that I liked without caveats #eyeshield 21 #es21 #brain x brave #bean talking into the void

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starleska · 19 days

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my personal headcanon re: Siegfried's hair being noticeably lighter when he's older is that his hair has lost some melanin due to stress. i think the pressure of taking down KaibaCorp and studying so hard for years would be enough of a trigger!! 😭 i've seen a couple of designs for the von Schroeder dad which also give him lighter hair, and i love the idea that their hair does become a lighter pink with age!!! at the same time, i'm vibing with Siegfried possibly having patches of grey hair brought on by the stress, and he dyes it a uniform lighter pink to cover up the greys ✨ with any luck, Leon gets to keep his own darker purple hair for much longer, as i like to think Siegfried helps him lead a much more stress-free childhood after the events of the Grand Prix 💖

#too many thoughts. someone get this man into therapy ASAP #siegfried von schroeder #zigfried von schroeder #leon von schroeder #yu-gi-oh!#yugioh #ygo #starleskatalks

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fatuismooches · 9 months

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SMOOOCHES!!! Hii darling! ˚୨୧₊♱

This idea has been on my mind for a while and I can’t seem to get it out even if it may be ooc. But wearing Dottore’s clothes? Honestly they may fit big on reader, but you enjoy wearing them (including his mask and coat, even though his coat is quite heavy) and they also distinctly smell like him! And you do try to sneak a shirt or two into your room to cuddle with whenever he’s away, and you think he doesn’t notice. But I like to think he probably has caught you multiple times since whenever he comes back from a different place in Teyvat, he sees you sleeping with his clothing 😭. To say he finds it comforting and cute is an understatement.

But I hope you enjoy this small idea! I may be a little more active with flooding your inbox bc my anxiety for school starting next week is through the roof!! ໒꒰ྀི ◞ ◟꒱ྀིა Hopefully I won’t die but I hope you enjoy your week and continue having lovely days!!

-from your dear boo boo bear 🎐 anon! ౨ৎ

HI 🎐 ANON!!! I hope you've been doing well 💞 AND OMG YES,,, Wearing Dottore's clothes. I feel like he literally has so many copies of the same clothes so honestly if you steal one he might not even notice until he sees you in it 😭 And OH that coat is heavy af... there's so much fluff and braids and CHAINS TOO?? Regardless it's still comfy and wraps around you so nicely sooo :3 You won't even need a blanket when you have that. He's probably a bit confused like ??? why do you need to take his clothes when you have your own?? He's not mad though, he finds it amusing afterward how you refuse to let go of his shirt you're cuddling with. (He's going to expect you to wear his shirt to sleep when cuddling with him now)

In the Akademiya, you'd steal his uniform too and fall asleep with it sometimes and he'd wake up in the morning like wtf happened to it. He'd yell at you half embarrassed half irritated at your antics while you're still sleepy 😭

THANK YOU I THOROUGHLY ENJOYED YOUR BRAIN ROT AS USUAL 💖💖💖 And don't worry about my inbox hehe I love seeing you in there!! Good luck in school, you got this! Make sure to take care of yourself 🥰 Enjoy your week too 🎐 anon!!

#smooches talks #🎐 anon #dottore love notes <3 #his coat would be gigantic on me but id still flaunt it😮‍💨#i will also steal webttore's silly little coat 😤#do the clones fight over which mask is your favorite?

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harrywavycurly · 1 year

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Anon with the 3 triplets is a genius 😭 what if they’re older like early teens and they’re fighting over the bathroom every morning or they have the same crush 😭😭😭 can this be a request? 🥹

Hiii babes!! Eddie with triplets seems to have taken over my whole brain at the moment so yes…this can be a request and I love and also hate you for putting this idea in my mind 😂 just kiddinggg i love youu so enjoy!!💖

-For this I went with the names the anon sent me Lina, Tina and Mina Munson but feel free to insert whatever names you want! Also I went with them being old enough to drive ✨

*Eddie loves his girls…even when they are screaming at each other at six in the morning*

“Tina I swear if you’re using my mascara I will throw Mr. Wiggles in the trash.” Eddie runs a hand over his face as he stands in front of the coffee machine as he hears Lina screaming at the closed bathroom door.

“You wouldn’t dare touch Mr. Wiggles because that means Mrs. Gumdrops is fare game.” Tina snaps through the door as Eddie pours some coffee into his mug. He leans over so he can see into the hallway and let’s out a sigh when he sees Mina sleepily making her way towards the closed bathroom door.

“T I have to pee let me in.” Lina looks over at her sister as she crosses her arms over her chest while Mina just yawns and stretches just as the door opens. Mina smiles as she walks inside and Eddie watches Lina’s eyes go wide and he mentally prepares himself for the fight that’s about to happen.

“I didn’t use your mascara.” Tina’s tone is full of sarcasm as she brushes past Lina so she can head to the kitchen to get some breakfast.

“You used my eyeliner.” Eddie takes a sip of his coffee and smiles as Tina smiles at him as she takes a seat at the table that has a plate full of toast and a few jars of jam in the middle of it. “Dad tell her to stop using my shit without asking that’s how people get pink eye you asshole.” Eddie nearly chokes on his sip of coffee as Lina smacks her sister upside the head making her headband slide down onto her forehead.

“Language Lina.” He sends his daughter a glare as she plops into a seat at the table and grabs a piece of toast. “Tina stop using your sisters stuff. If you want eyeliner or whatever then save your allowance and buy your own.” Tina rolls her eyes as she spreads some butter onto her toast.

“Dad I can’t find my band uniform.” Eddie sends the two girls at the table a warning look before he puts his mug on the counter as Mina shouts for him from her room.

“Don’t even start.” He warns before he heads down the hallway to help Mina look for her uniform.

“How is she related to us?” Tina asks before taking a bite of her toast. Lina just shrugs as she pulls her curly brown hair into a messy bun before taking a bite of her own toast.

“I mean she’s just the brains of our little trio that’s all.” Lina answers as she looks over her shoulder and sees Mina struggling to put her shoes on while walking down the hallway as Eddie shoves her uniform into her band bag. “Then again…maybe she’s not.”

“Dad says she’s a lot like Aunt Robin…so maybe she’s the funny one?” Tina adds as Eddie makes his way back into the kitchen so he can place Mina’s band bag on the back of her seat at the table.

“If she’s the funny one then I’m the what? The pretty one?” Lina asks making Tina laugh as she gets up to grab the milk out of the fridge.

“It sure as shit doesn’t make you the smart one.” Tina teases as she grabs two glasses out of the cabinet and put them on the table so she can pour milk into them.

“Language.” He snaps as he holds his mug out so Tina can pour a little milk into his coffee. “Now what’s with this smart and funny and pretty one stuff?” He asks as Tina puts the milk back in the fridge so she can go back to sitting at the table.

“Just figuring out which one we are.” Lina answers as she gets up and grabs the orange juice and pours it into a glass while Mina makes her way into the kitchen and smiles as she sees the glass of milk Tina poured for her.

“I’m the funny and smart one.” Mina states as she sits in her chair and grabs her glass of milk while Tina and Lina stare at her with confused looks making Eddie chuckle, if there’s one thing Mina is good at it’s making her sisters look at her like she has three heads.

“You can’t be two things Mina there’s three choices because there’s three of us.” Tina explains as she fixes her headband making sure it holds her curly hair out of her face.

“All three of you are smart funny and pretty.” Eddie states before taking a sip of his coffee and checking the time from the watch on his wrist. “And now all three of you are going to be late.” Mina shoves a piece of toast into her mouth and grabs her band bag before rushing past Eddie towards the front door.

“Bye dad! Love you!” He smiles as he hears the door open and close while Lina and Tina take their time grabbing their backpacks.

“Can I go to the mall after school?” Lina asks as she grabs the keys to the rusted but trusted van off the counter.

“Fine but take Mina too you know she likes the pretzels they sell at that one place.” Eddie answers making Lina just nod as she quickly leans over and places a kiss to Eddie’s cheek.

“See you later dad.” He smiles as Tina rushes up and kisses his other cheek as Lina walks towards the front door.

“Love you!” The two of them yell in unison before closing the front door. Eddie just let’s out a sigh as he walks over to the window, he can’t help but smile as watches Lina get into the drivers seat of his old beat up van while Tina and Mina play rock paper scissors to see who gets to ride shotgun and who has to be squeezed in the middle. He laughs to himself when Mina does a victory dance while Tina just rolls her eyes as she climbs into the van so she can sit in the middle. 💖

#I’m a mess y’all are rude lol #eddie munson x reader #girl dad eddie #Eddie x his triplets #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson drabble #eddie munson fluff #dad!eddie munson #eddie munson concept #eddie munson request #eddie munson fic #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson fanfiction #Eddie Munson #my little dungeon master baby

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sebsxphia · 2 years

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Jake falling for the on site medic/nurse and going to her with a new superficial ailment everyday like a SIMP

hahahhaahhaahahah he totally would wouldn’t he 😭 also, 100% believe he has a uniform kink and if this man finds someone he likes, he will find any excuse to speak to them.

“Lieutenant Seresin.” You’d say spinning on your heel, surpised to see him again for the third time this week. You were worried your now, third try, at giving him medicine still wasn’t working. “Please ma’am, Hangman.” He’d grin at you, flicking his pick between his teeth.

“I don’t know what to tell you, they’re just not working. I can feel it right here in my, uh…” he’d point to his knee cap, “your patella, Hangman.” He loved it when you corrected him, he loved seeing you know exactly what to do and do it well. He definitely has a competency kink.

Bending down to check out his knee, he rested on his hands, leaning backwards to show off his upper torso. You flicked your eyes upwards at him and he noticed the way you swallowed thickly.

You offered him a lolly as a joke, but he took it, of course. Watching him swirl it around between his lips made your chest hitch. You sent him back to base with some prescription oils and your number written on the box.

Months later he confessed, “you know I never did have all those issues.” You snorted, “I did train for ten years as a Doctor, Seresin.” He laughed, pulling you closer to him on your shared couch. “Why did you encourage me?”

“I don’t know, you just looked so damn good tryna show off your abs.” You looked up at him, beaming from ear to ear. He could tell even though you said it as a joke, you weren’t denying it. “Worked though didn’t it, sweets?”

thank you so so much for this dear anon! 💌 im in love with simp jake, i’d love to have that at my work!!! 💖

#💌you’ve got mail #jake seresin #jake hangman seresin #jake hangman x reader #hangman #hangman x reader

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allen-444 · 1 year

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can I request a STARS wesker with a new rookie? but the rookie is stubborn/ready to get out into the field. if you're able too!! thank you very much and have a good day 💖💓

AHHH YES! I loved this idea! I hope you enjoy <3.

PAIRING: S.T.A.R.S!Wesker x Stubborn!Gn!Reader

Genre: Idk 😭

Warnings: Mention of death and fighting.

(Authors note: This took me like 3 months to write 😭. I’m so sorry I’ve been so tired and I’ve been working a lot, aha. Apologies is this is horrible. Enjoy <3.)

“Shit!”

You were caught by surprise as Chris uppercut you. “We’ll keep training another day, your getting better rookie!” Chris waved at you as he was about to leave. “Wait! How come your leaving so early? We’ve got another hour.” You began packing your belongings then looked at him for an answer. “Captains sending us out on a mission, it’s a high level one. That most likely the reason your not coming, sorry rookie, catch you later.” He smiled and waved then left, walking into the long empty hallway before disappearing around a corner. You packed your thing hurriedly and then headed to the woman’s locker room. You spotted Jill and Rebecca readying their guns and fixing their uniforms. “You guys are leaving too? I swear the captain has it out for me.” You remark as you open your locker and set your bag in it. Then beginning to change out of your training clothes into your own uniform.

“What do you mean?” Rebbeca asked, she was putting her vest on. “All of you guys get to go out on missions and I have to stay here. This is the fourth time!” You sat down against one of your lockers and slumping over after changing into your usual uniform. “Why not talk to him?” You look up at Jill and she’s looking at you waiting for an anwsers. “You thinks he’s gonna listen to me? Jill this is Wekser we’re talking about.” You get yourself up and look at her with an eyebrow raised. “Well things won’t change if you don’t do anything about it.” Rebecca says as she opens the door, waiting for Jill to exit with her. “She’s right, catch ya later Y/N.” Jill says with that signature smile on her face and they both leave you to your thought. You shower for a bit then you decide that their right.

You take a deep breath in front of Wesker’s door and after a bit of self prep you knock. “Enter.” You hear that deep, monotone voice and suddenly your nervous all over again. You open the door and Weskers sitting there looking over files, he then puts the papers down and looks at you. Although he’s wearing those dark sunglasses you can feel his gaze piercing you. “Sir, I’ve been here for at least 3 months now and I still haven’t went on a mission! Please let me go into this one with the team.” You had a determined face and your voice sounded a bit demanding. “You need to train more, whatever you trained for before in the academy won’t fully prepare you for what’s out their when it comes to misson a. Your dismissed.” He waved you off and goes back to reading the file he had been looking at before you entered.

That had been your last straw.

“I’m not taking no for an answer Captain. I respect you but to be honest I’m getting fucking tired of this. You make me sit around and treat me like the office pet while the others get to do their actual job. I came into S.T.A.R.S to be able to help people, not sit around and clean and put things up. So, it’s either I’m on this fucking mission or I quit.” You had furrowed your eyebrows then crossed your arms. Wesker seemed to be a bit taken back, you assumed no one’s ever spoken to him like that. He was contemplating. Staring at you and clenching his jaw, something he did while he was processing a thought. You looked down at your feet suddenly feeling embarrassed. After a few seconds you hear a “Fine.” You whip your head up and open your mouth as you were about to say something but he cuts you off. “But, you stay with my the entire time. I don’t need to drag your body back.” You smile and try to contain your excitement, “Yes sir, thank you.”

You walk out of his office then run to the locker room and gear up. You then arrive at the helicopter and everyone looks at you, seeming surprised. “I told you.” Rebecca says with that determined smile she usually had. “He actually let you come? Ha, how’d you manage that?” Barry asked, he was eating a few gummies, which was typical before mission’s. “I have my ways.” You smiled mischievously at him, Weskers then came ip and told you all to get ready so you all board and head off to the mission.

It went well, and you were about to head back inside after exiting the helicopter but then Wesker pulls you to the side. “You’ll be coming on missions with us now, well done.” He then walks inside and you smile and walk in behind him.

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I hope that was somewhat enjoyable <3. Have an amazing day/night loves. 🫶🏻

#resident evil #resident evil fandom #resident evil fic #albert wesker #albert wesker dbd #albert wesker x reader #ask #jill valentine #chris redfield #barry burton #resident evil x you #resident evil chris

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