#he has no time to look put toghether

[chrismcleanswife]

Heyo! Could I request Duncan with a Fem!reader who has ADHD and is the definition of chaos? Don'y have to if you don't want too! Have a nice day! :]

𝐃𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐀𝐃𝐇𝐃

𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚁𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜

♥🍏 -> Okay, we all know this boy, and at first he hated you.

♥🍏 -> He hated how you were too energetic to your own good sometimes and then two seconds later you were just... quietly and creepily staring into space.

♥🍏 -> He also hated how you would bring the chaos with you anywhere you went, and since you two were on the same team lets say that your breakfast bowl fell on his head.

♥🍏 -> He got SOOO angry that he took you by the shirt and would have thrown you to the other side of the Common Hall if Courtney wouldn't have shouted in fear and told him to put you down.

♥🍏 -> And when he looked at your face again, he saw a smug victory-like grin forming on your features and your eyelashes blinking oh so naively that he started to hate those beautiful eyes.

♥🍏 -> WAIT- NO- HE DIDN'T MEAN THAT- YOUR EYES ARE NOT BEAUTIFUL FORGET THAT- FORGET IT- FORGET THAT HE SAID THAT!!!!

♥🍏 -> Well, one time you two got paired for one of Chris' crazy challenges and he literally growled at you, you took a few steps back with a kinda disgusted look, he reminded you of a dirty wild animal capable of killing you, but still a dirty wild animal.

♥🍏 -> However, you two managed to win the challenge for your group thanks to you (to Duncan's dismay lmao).

♥🍏 -> As everyone celebrated the victory later that night, you disappeared out of nowhere, and Duncan, being as suspicious and conspirative as he is tried to find you, knowing that you could be up to no good easily.

♥🍏 -> Anyways, he found you spying on the marshmallo- I mean eliminating ceremony and he saw you looking at Chris the same way that a hunter looks at it's prey, you almost looked more like a fucking animal than him, an animalistic and evil look glinting in your eyes.

♥🍏 -> And before he could blink you threw a water balloon filled with pink paint, which of course hit Chris' back straining half of his hair and his whole T-Shirt in that girly paint.

♥🍏 -> Duncan opened his eyes wildly while a huge ass grin appeared on her face as you laughed uncontrollably at your own prank.

♥🍏 -> At some point of Chris' disgusted and surprised scream both of your eyes locked toghether, and you gave him a proud grin, thing that made him smile.

♥🍏 -> Since then, he took a huge ass liking to your chaotic and energetic nature, and of course he also took a big liking to the pranks you pulled to the other team members, And on Chris, those were the best out of all lmao.

♥🍏 -> You two were the dynamic duo that everyone feared, even Chris feared you two, because were Duncan was, so you were and viceversa, that meaning that if he messed with you, Duncan will probably throw something his way and If he messed up with Duncan, the next day he would awake with blonde hair 🙀😬

♥🍏 -> Overall, Duncan loves you and so you do, and he makes sure you know that your ADHD does not bother him in the slightest as he is in love with who you are, incluiding the flaws you think you have <3

#Duncan #Duncan x reader #Duncan tdi x reader #tdi Duncan x reader #Total drama x reader #total drama #drama total #total drama island #total drama island x reader #request

[rebelwrites]

Hot Shot Driver

Charles Leclerc x Reader

Requested any Anon: can i request for charles: being a famous actress and going on a date with him and the paparazzi catch them and the fans are in love with the idea of them toghether? ly💖

Summary: An actress and a F1 driver turns out to be a match made in heaven

A/N: once again google translate has been used. If you want tagging in any fics for Charles let me know. As always feedback is appreciated and so are reblogs 🖤

Looking around your room, you couldn’t help but laugh. It looked like a bomb had gone off all because you wanted your outfit to be perfect. It wasn’t very often you went on dates, being a successful actress it was hard but the moment you and Charles met at a F1 gala there was an instant connection.

It felt like you have known him your entire life, conversation came easy with him and whenever you were together nothing else mattered. Neither of you were out off by each other’s hectic schedules so when he asked you out on date you leaped at the opportunity.

Hearing the knock on your hotel room door a smile tugged onto your lips as you glanced in the mirror on final time. The red floral dress was both sexy and cute. It stopped just above the knee and was light enough for the warm summer nights in Monaco. But it also left something to the imagination with the deep v-neck, obviously the push up bra was the go to, accentuating your cleavage.

Wrapping your fingers around the door handle, you grabbed your bag before pulling the key card out of the slot on the wall letting the room darken. Letting out a shaky breath you quickly compose yourself before pulling the door open.

The sight that laid before you was ultimately breathtaking. The tight white dress shirt hugged Charles’ body perfectly and you knew that the trousers would make his ass look even better.

You couldn’t help pulling your bottom lip between your teeth

“Wow, you look phenomenal.” Charles breathed, letting his eyes roam over your body leaving a trail of fire in its path. You couldn’t help but smirk how his gaze lingered on your chest.

Reaching up you rested your fingers under his chin, pushing his head up.

“My eyes are up here.” You giggled, getting lost in his eyes.

“Are you trying to put me in an early grave?” He purred, as his hand found his way to your hip. Everything with him felt one hundred percent right. “Especially wearing red.”

“Maybe.” You flirted.

“Come on, trouble.” He smirked, guiding you away from your hotel room.

The moment you stepped outside of the hotel you were met with a sea of flashing lights. Apparently word gets out quick that a successful young actress and a talented formula one driver were dating. A laugh escaped your lips as you both rushed over to Charles’ Ferrari 488 Pista Spider.

Just as you expected he was a true gentleman, helping you into the Ferrari before making his way around to the drivers side of the car.

His fingers linked with yours pulling your knuckles to his lips, placing tender kisses across your skin, throwing you a wink before starting the car.

-

The following morning nothing could wipe the smile off your face as you sat on the balcony of your hotel room. Normally you weren’t a morning person even when you had to be up early for filming but something was different this morning, especially as you ran your fingers over the red Ferrari shirt and all access passes. The fact Charles wanted you outside for the race made your heart swell.

Quickly you did a sneaky boomerang of the items laid on the table, posting it onto Instagram before you scrolled a little bit.

As expected the news of you and Charles was travelling quickly and its fans were going crazy, running with all sorts of theories but ninety percent of them were routing for you two as a couple, wanting more answers.

Smirking to yourself you glanced over your shoulder watching the man in question sleeping peacefully in your bed, his hair all ruffled from sleeping and in that moment you knew he was the one.

After around ten minutes you heard Charles stir before feeling his arms wrap around your shoulders.

“How come you woke up so early, though you hate early mornings.” He teased, pressing a kiss against your cheek.

“Yeah well I kinda have to go see this hotshot formula one drive race today.” You smirked, leaning into his touch.

“Oh yeah.” He hummed against your skin. “I’m sure he will be thrilled to have you cheering him on.”

“Oh by the way all our fans are going crazy.” You giggled, lifting your phone up showing him the screen. “Seems news travels fast.”

Silently he pulled his phone out, snapping a picture of the two of you, his arms wrapped around your shoulders, it was evident there was something bubbling away between the two of you. Seconds before he hit the button to take the photon you pressed your lips against his cheek, hearing the familiar sound of the camera going off. Smirking at the picture, you knew this would send the fans crazy especially with Charles’ obvious morning hair.

“That should give them something to talk about.” He smirked, hitting post with the caption of “Mornings never looked so good. Race day with this one by my side, it’s going to be a good one.”

“Now come on, we have a race to get to. I’ve heard some hotshot driver is going to bring home the podium today. He winked walking back into the hotel room.

“Oh he better, otherwise I’m going to start rooting for another team.” You joked, winking at him as you entered the room.

“Never going to happen, amoureuse.” Sweetheart.

#Charles Leclerc #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc imagine #F1 #f1 x reader #f1 imagine

[naivegh0ul]

Ghost as a dad was so cute! I need to know more about him and his daughter backstory, ASAP. How they live toghether, does Ghost has a wife or was it one night stand and the girl turned up nine months after and dropped the baby to his hands (personally I think of the latter) and they are little family ahhhhhh

And reaction of the rest people in 141, will they find out? Will Ghost tell them? Or will they one day just go to the common room, swearing like "who of you mf watches kids stuff" and they see this little girl sitting next to Soap who looks like is about to murder them

This is so fun, thank you for dropping dad Ghost to us 🙏🙏🙏

I imagine that Beth isn't Ghost's biological child, but actually his brother Tommy's! I think that Tommy and Beth Riley actually had twins, so it wasn't just baby Joseph, but baby Beth, too. (I like to think that Joseph was named after Ghost as it's his middle name and Beth was named after her mother.)

In this parent AU I think that the rest of the Riley family still died like in the comics, but baby Beth didn't as she had a hospital appointment that day :(

The poor baby had to go live with her grandparents - (Beth's parents) - and Ghost met her after a few years. He has his own little flat in Manchester, along with other properties dotted around England, so Beth sometimes comes to stay with him but she lives with her grandma and grandpa for the most part.

I think Beth would know that Ghost is a soldier, as her grandparents told her, but I doubt she knows the extent of what he does as she's only a little girl.

Ghost definitely tried to avoid wearing the mask around her but one time Beth found his mask in one of the cupboards and she put it on and she just looked so sweet and adorable that it changed the way Ghost saw his mask entirely.

Sometimes he puts it on for her when it's Halloween and she and her friends love it. She just thinks her dad is so cool and awesome and the best kind of scary. She knows that he's technically not her real dad, but to her he is. He's genuinely her hero :(

And yes, I totally think that one of the 141 boys, probably Price, would barge into the common room exclaiming, "Who's been watching Bluey on my goddamn Netflix account?!"

And Gaz would pipe up, embarrassedly admitting it was him when actually Soap has been secretly using Price's Netflix account to let Beth watch Bluey knowing Gaz also watches that same show.

Ghost would just shake his head disapprovingly at Soap's shenanigans, but he'd be smiling so wide under his mask, so grateful that Soap cares so much for his girl.

Ghost would be a bit hesitant to introduce Beth to the 141, but after he saw how easy Soap got along with her, he introduced them right away. Beth loved Gaz and Price as much as she did Soap. She'd constantly be begging for piggyback rides, exclaiming, "Daddy, look! I'm as tall as you!"

(One time when she was sitting on Soap's shoulders, she used his mohawk as a handlebar and tugged on it to get him moving to where she wanted to go. She'd even put on a little chef's hat, pretending she was Remy guiding Chef Soap on what to do.)

Ghost almost passed out from how hard he was laughing, and Price and Gaz were on the floor in shambles from how funny they found it.

#dad!ghost #parent au #no reader #ghost #simon ghost riley #simon riley #johnny soap mactavish #soap mactavish #john soap mactavish #captain john price #kyle gaz garrick #cod fluff #ghost fluff #asks

[hum-suffer]

Ours 2

Ishan isn't particularly sure about the conversation.

Silence reigns for a while before Shubhman presses a kiss against Ishan's head and detangles himself. "We should go to sleep, it's getting late and we've got practice tomorrow."

Ishan nods understandingly, still in a daze about the random pecks from Shubhman that are now becoming the best thing about his existence. Shubhman takes the bathroom, like always. He always takes longer to change and get ready for bed. Ishan doesn't take as long relatively and he always dwaddles about with his phone so he never minds waiting on Shubhman.

He picks up his jacket from the floor and throws it on the bed, starting to change. He's just about to slip on his tshirt when Kamlesh calls him.

"Ishan?" He sounds terrified,"Is Shubhman alive?"

Ishan hums, unimpressed. "No, I drowned him in bath tub. What are you doing, calling me up at 2 to ask about Shubhman's life?"

"You seemed pissed at him." He says as an explanation and ishan can practically hear the shrug. "I'm sorry about that, by the way. I really didn't know she'd come. I know how much you despise her, bro. I'd never invite her."

Ishan sighs, the fight leaving him. He doesn't want to think about her— not now. "Don't worry, Kammo. I'm sorry to leave so abruptly anyway. You're back to the hotel?"

Kamlesh hums. "Yeah. I'll get Shreyas and Krishna to sleep and then go to sleep. You sleep, too, okay? I'll apologise to Shubhi tomorrow. He's really alive, na? You aren't making me an accomplice to murder, na?"

"No, Kammo, I killed him. I told you, didn't I? Oh, wait, look Surya bhaiya is calling—"

"Bye, Ishan!" Kamlesh yelps and hangs up before Ishan can reply. Ishan snorts at the guy's irrational fear of Surya Bhai.

Behind him, he hears Shubhman laugh. "Who does Kammo think you killed?"

"You," Ishan says with a gleeful laugh, not even turning, so focused on turning the inside out tshirt the right way.

And Shubhman is leaning into him from behind him. His hands come to rest at Ishan's bare hips and he rests his head on Shubhman's. The way Shubhman uses Ishan as a handrest or headrest isn't new but the intimacy is. Ishan freezes, the tshirt hanging from his hands.

"He's right, you know?" Shubhman says. "You've killed me." Ishan doesn't reply beyond a deep breath. Shubhman moves his head from Ishan's to his shoulder now. Ishan can feel his breath on his ear as Shubhman whispers,"Seeing you like this just killed me twice over, Ish. And I'd happily die again for such a death."

Shubhman has, of course, seen Ishan topless before. They usually hit the gym at the same time and they almost always share a room— Ishan hates summers, he always runs hot and hence never has a shirt on him at night— but this reaction? Ishan may just need a cold shower as soon as possible.

Ishan's bloody heart is beating too fast damn it. He suppresses a shiver and Shubhman's hands tighten on his hips. He can't form any coherent speech for a solid moment before he shrugs Shubhman off his shoulder like he's done a thousand times and gives the taller man a smile. "Cheesy, Shubh."

"You love it."

Ishan grins at him. Two can play at this game.

He turns in Shubhman's arms and grips the back of Shubhman's neck to bring him down. He looks at the wide eyed gaze Shubhman holds and rises on his tip toes to press a kiss on his chin.

"I really do." He whispers before standing normally and putting on his tshirt. Shubhman seems to get out of his trance just as Ishan brushes his hands off his hips to pull down the tshirt properly and shoots Ishan a pout.

Ishan grins at him.

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Shubhman doesn't even know what to think because: what the fuck. What the fuck.

In the past six months, he's realised that he's bi and the realisation is caused by his best friend and he's spent the months staring at his best friend's thighs as they work out toghether.

He's tried to detangle himself from Raveena for a while now— some four or five months. The woman is good looking and Shubhman now knows the mistake he's made when he recognised that at a party he was invited in.

In his defense, he was drunk and Ishan wasn't around him to reel him.

The small time model has been on his nerves since and Shubhman has hated himself for over a year now.

But the height of the resentment towards himself increased through the roof when he once dreamt about Ishan. Dreamt about holding his hand and kissing his knuckles and waking up beside him. Dream about kissing the tattoos Ishan has. The realisation that he accidentally objectified his best friend was enough to send him tumbling down his personal hell.

It's only tonight, that Shubhman has failed to control himself.

He saw the way Ishan was dancing— the skinny jeans and leather jacket only emphasized the smooth moment of his body rolls and Shubhman wanted to be the one holding him as he danced, to feel him so close— but then Raveena was beside him, stuck to him like some super glue and he's anything but rude, at least he prides himself on that.

Dealing with an angry Ishan is almost always easy, Ishan never holds onto anger too much. Today, however, is the angriest Shubhman has seen Ishan be. The anger may have led to far, far pleasant thing, but Shubhman can't fucking get over Ishan's smile.

It's something he's never seen before. So tender and yet so happy.

Now, Shubhman stares at Ishan. He's so beautiful, Shubhman thinks, a giddy feeling in his chest as he stares at Ishan, who's watching Veer Zaara. The book Shubhman wanted to read lies in his lap and he doesn't even care if he loses the page where he's at. The way Ishan mouths along the lines is too captivating, his happiness is too contagious.

"Stop staring at me, Shubh." Ishan says, not even glancing up from the screen but Shubhman can see his cheeks redden.

He puts the book away, dog earing the page to remember it and fully turns on his side to gaze at Ishan. "You're too good to not stare at, Ish."

Ishan side eyes him but there's a slight smile forming at his lips. "You're incorrigible." He mutters, shifting around to sit closer to Shubhman.

"You mean, irresistible?" Shubhman cocks his head, moving himself closer.

Ishan rolls his eyes and Shubhman grins, flopping around to rest his head on Ishan's arm. If he had been braver, he'd put his head in Ishan's lap. But he doesn't want to fuck up this new thing between them.

Ishan leans down to press a kiss on Shubhman's forehead. "Do not fall asleep on my arm again, Shubh, I swear."

"Won't." He promises, even though he knows that one touch from Ishan and he'd fall asleep in the most peaceful way possible.

Ishan doesn't say anything further but continues watching the movie.

Aisa Des hai Mera starts to play and Shubhman sits up, deciding to watch the movie. Ishan yawns softly and wiggles into place, slouching. Without thinking, Shubhman throws his arm around Ishan's shoulders, as is his habit. Only when he's comfortably settled does he realise that, oh. Ishan's not just his best friend anymore.

They watch the movie in silence for a while until Ishan breaks the silence. "You know, you've never taken me to celebrate Lohri."

"Come home with me and we'll go." Shubhman says without hesitation. He imagines Ishan in the yellow kurta he has, the one he hasn't worn in ages. He imagines Ishan sitting beside him in the festivities. He imagines Ishan making his parents laugh and imagines the look Shahneel would give him.

(She's known about Shubhman's crush on Ishan since the day it started. She's the one he called in a panic over a dream. She's the one who laughed and said it's about time he acknowledged the way he looks at Ishan. He'd hung up on her.)

Shubhman raises an eyebrow at the impromptu song. "That's such bullshit," he says,"people sing traditional folk songs, not...this."

Something in his face must have amused Ishan but the man laughs. Throws his head back, closes his eyes and laughs. Shubhman stares at him, completely mesmerized.

When Ishan has finished laughing, he still grins at Shubhman. "You're adorable."

"No, I'm not."

Ishan makes those cooing noises one would make over a child doing something cute and Shubhman narrows his eyes at him. But before he can retaliate with something he knows Ishan will despise, Ishan leans forward and kisses Shubhman.

It's like their first kiss, only an hour ago. It's awkward before they're sitting side by side but somehow Ishan makes it work. One of his hands snakes stays on Shubhman's shoulder whole the other goes around and grasps the back of his neck firmly. Ishan massages the back of Shubhman's neck as almost an instinct and embarrassingly enough, it makes Shubhman groan against Ishan's lips.

Ishan pulls away and puts the laptop on the nightstand, the movie mindlessly playing. He rises to his knees, taller than Shubhman on a rare occurrence and and leans down, the hand on his shoulder moving to cup his cheek.

They pant when they pull away finally. Shubhman can feel his ears heating.

Ishan grins. He squeezes Shubhman's nape and Shubhman arches over involuntarily. Ishan's grin is sharp as the hand on Shubhman's face spreads and cups his cheek as well puts his ears between the fingers. Shubhman knows he's blushing, his whole face is red.

"As I said," Ishan breathes heavily,"Adorable."

Shubhman doesn't have any answer but the shivers that are still going down his spine.

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Part 1

Tagging: @mayakimayahai @ronika-writes-stuff @onthecloudseven @kyayaarkiraa

#ishman #ishan kishan #shubhman gill #cricket #fanfiction #desiblr #suffer ye suhana nahi #desi tumblr

[soapskneebrace]

For the gaz request thing, how about a latina! Reader whose teaching him how to dance but hes failing miserably (the reader is supportive and patient but also cant help but tease him little) and hes getting flustered over all the spanish petnames the reader calls him (amor, corazón, precioso, principe)

Maybe gaz wanted to learn how to dance so he can make a good impression on the reader parents and family on Next week's family bbq/get toghether. And maybe hes feeling a little bit bad and ashamed that he cant get the steps right (he does eventually!)

Thanks in advance!

You are not worried in the slightest about this weekend, but Gaz is worrying enough for the both of you.

“Come on, just show me the steps again,” he says, shoulders sloped, annoyed as you grin at him.

All it is is an uncle’s birthday, and not even a special one. Sure, your family doesn’t know how to celebrate anything quietly, and sure, your great aunt may or may not have a band on speed dial, but that was no reason for Kyle to be so nervous.

“You know you’re not gonna get banned from the family just because you can’t dance, right?” you say. “My mom likes you too much, guapo.”

He holds out his hands. “Still.”

You step into position, guiding his hands to the right place. “Baby, no one’s gonna blame you if you can’t salsa like a pro.”

“Doesn’t your cousin compete?” asks Gaz, leading you a little clumsily into the first three steps. He gets the spin right—it’s his favorite part, he’s told you—but somewhere after it he loses the rhythm, and you have to lead him back to it.

“He doesn’t win,” you answer. “Besides, the dancing doesn’t start until after drinks. I promise you’re not gonna embarrass yourself.”

Almost on cue, Gaz nearly trips on his own feet.

You keep a tight grip on his hand so he can’t pull away from you in frustration, and catch his gaze as he tries to stare down at his own feet as you start again.

“Listen, this is how it’s gonna go,” you say. Your feet find the steps easily. “Dad will make way too much food, and mom will try to feed you until you explode. My grandparents will try to ask you too many questions about work.”

He spins you, and this time he doesn’t trip over himself. When you meet his eyes again, they’re fixed on you, gorgeously dark and still filled with anxiety. You smile, and let the music carry you along as you put a hand on his cheek.

“My cousins will try to pour you too many drinks. Don’t drink Alberto’s tequila, it’s awful. Tio Miguel will want to cut the cake early, so we will, and then Alma will get the music started because she doesn’t know how to sit still.”

You can feel it when Gaz starts to step to the rhythm—one, two three, pause, one, two, three. All of his attention is on you, and the nervous energy that has suffused him all evening is visibly dissipating.

You pull him into a turn. “And then, as long as we’re dancing, I’ll get to have you all to myself.”

The furrowed line of his brow softens. “You always have me.”

You lean in to flick the tip of your nose with his—something that had happened on accident, the first time he kissed you, that had sent you both into nervous giggles. The last of the tension keeping Kyle’s spine unusually straight leaves his body, and he kneads his fingers into your back.

“And since I know you can do it now,” you say, as the two of you make it back to the dance’s beginning, “I won’t be afraid of getting stepped on.”

Kyle’s brows lift. “Oh!” He looks down at his feet, then back at you. “Oh. Huh.”

You grin. “Next thing you know, we’ll be sweeping competition season.”

“Wouldn’t go that far, doll.”

#kyle gaz garrick x reader #kyle gaz garrick x you #gaz x reader #gaz x you #I am not a nickname person so I didn’t do much of that sorry #also I know fuck all about salsa or Latin dance in general but I tried my best pls be gentle #og post

[rainbowgod666]

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Born on the first ever day of 2005 and also having aspergers, i am a guy from italy trying to make it impossible for anyone to spend a day without knowing who i am. Also i literally trascend powerscaling so hard the only things that can even put a DENT on me are... decided by me. Welcome to the multiverse i guess.

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Belowstory: undertale but REALLY FUCKED UP: so basically frisk falls down and is greeted by a feminine voice that calls itself chara (it becomes slightly visible after getting out of the ruins) and like the good boi undertale character he is he proceeds to save the world. This entire thing exists because one time I was like "how fucked up OP can a sans be before its My Immortal levels of wtf?" And uh yeah here we are uuuuuuh sans greets you by pointing a .44 magnum at you so thank the head of the guards (papyrus) for saving you. Everyone here is broken and just wants A Fucking Break. Also you gain levels in pacifist because LOVE is Level Of VirtuE. Fuck you lmao

Undertale.exe: so I looked at Camilla Cuevas being an awful person. Then i looked at the beautiful anime that is @jakei95's underverse... then i smushed it all toghether to basically create the perfect AU. Frisk is a pansexual fuccboi that Has Game, Chara is THICC and powerful, Betty is built like a ballerina and is 1000 years old, and Asriel is a Streemur. All of them live in this house far away from the city thats literally a larger version of sans' house. All charachters can legally drink (prepare for Drunk Chara shenanigans where its Betty Glitchtale the drunk one instead) and the only one who (probably) isnt gay is Asriel (even though frisk covets the Dreemur Dong) (one day soldier, one day...). Many chatachters from many AUs sometimes come to visit cause, you know. Its a nice place.

Curseworld: massive writing project of mine which is just "adventure time shaped mass of autism". The world is cursed and fucked over, and everything is colorful. Its also part Owl House because fuck you the magic system is FUCKED here.

Internet friends: basically internet stereotype-shaped people. We have a furry thats normal, a reddit/discord mod that just wants to work in peace, and the protagonist is Just A Guy but a-ha! He has both an xbox an...d ps5 thus fucking over any CAD reference. The last sketch i made was a mr.monopoly shaped guy who really wants youngsters to actually AFFORD shit who is married to a very obvious reference to Meru the succubus. Also i 100% intend to put a gag about mr beast living in an ATM when he isnt making videos

Im looking respectfully: look. Back then tumblr was basically Rule 34 with twitter users. Now its way better at the cost of a fraction of their value. Have fun looking at attactive women!

TOH:NEXT GENERATION: not even @moringmark's comics are safe! Enjoy the adventures of ayzee commented by me... telling everyone that shes STRONG strong. Like holy shit girl inherited will much?

Warhammer 50k: listen. This is just me looking at games workshop and fucking emperors tts and going "fuck that. Heres mine". This is a project where my "shard" assegned to this universe basically copies the imperium because, and im not joking, "the emperor is kind of a baka, but then again tzeentch is a thing so...". Also btw TTS is canon as SHIT. Like fr its all canon. Yes even the shadowsun fling, let kitten rest.

Pluripotent Impotence: an scp canon of mine thats basically "the foundation is so cold and clinical they MASSIVELY misunderstood shit". 6140, 6500, 5500 and 7000 are canon. 2718 and 5000 are in the files but they basically might as well not exist. 3812 is living tech support. 166 is in her early 20s and 239 is 19 and they fuck nasty (theyre also childhood friends. Girl Love i guess~) because fuck you clef love wins especially yuri go snort telekill dust. 2317 loves humans and thins theyre cute and squishy and when its seventh child turned out to be fucking JoyBoy? Yeah get this: he DID condemn the fortune teller that was like "dude your sevent child is one of those prophecy children that are so in vogue these days" but also messed with fate so that her death ended up being the coolest and most inspiring shit ever because he was like "considering the average Evil King story, i might as well just... let this happen! Maybe i can convince my literal offspring to spare me!" And it fucking worked. Also a bunch of shit is canon. @i-am-dado looks like a Kpop star and is somft. Dr Jack bright is my character and mine alone and also elias shaw is there i guess. My OC bangs the first one of these 2 amulet boys on a regular basis and the second one occasionally, dont ask why is there a gay polycule when im straight, there are some things that escape my mind. I have been in SCP for a long time and regardless of me making my account 6/1/2024 (LA BEFANAH) i have been here longer than you believe in. From my perspective it took a year before a 5000 contest was announced, so fcuk yoyu

Earth-ℵ₀: the best way to take care of the DC and Marvel universes is... let an autistic dude fix damages done by money-hungry idiots in hollywood. The joker is unimportant. Dr.Manhattan is Done With This Shit. I made a squad with random charachters i like. Lmao suck on uranium rods UwU

ytposting: (Funkdela Catalogue: Encounter starts playing)

Omni-shit: ben 10 is actually a good series guys, and the reboot is an interesting way of showing what would Ben 10 Classic look like if it was made Now

1% enhancement: basically i look at something and go like "hey what if the charachters were basically part me but not in a Knights of the Apocalypse way"

Tumblr italia: aò sono italiano che cos'altro vi aspettate

components: basically i use tumblr as image hosting. LoL.

Items: images turned undertale items. For reference, i have 2³¹-1 HP and my stats are ATK 100000 and DEF 65535. Yes the attack is a yugioh zexal reference. NOSTALGIA IS PTSD BUT GOOD.

Mungeon Deshi: dunmeshi is a good anime and marcille is italian

Full Nelson Analchemist: if FMA exists in my presence im going to give the 20k mg weed gummy to Truth

Evangelion 4.0: look, hideki anno has gone insane. Every time he makes evangelion as the most brain damaging version of telling someone to go touch grass people inevitably miss the point. I take it upon myself to give the @jakei95 treatment to the poor creatures (also fun fact: KAWOSHIN CANON. THEY KISS ON SCREEN. FUCK YOU AMERICA.)

The hoes are stuck: homestuck. What you thought they were safe from my grasp? 人間 you havent seen sheiße.

Side effects of reading this blog can vary between true insight into the inner workings of the universe and self-defenestration from the top of the burj khalifa.

FeeF the BeeB: minecraft mod bullsheiße

[[Nothing Is Worth The Risk]]: lets just say that sometimes, the multiverse isnt that "cool and good"

Anyways welcome to the multiverse

Do yourself a favour and dont go out without a loaded gun.

#Lore Post #welcome to the multiverse

[forumjutsu]

what you mean there was no different ending for sasusaku? I think naruto was a better pairing for both of them

I just think it was the most logical resolution.

I´m gonna try to explain why I assumed it without getting in the ship/romantic scenes (this blogger made an awesome analysis about the whole sasusaku thig, btw), since I undestand that´s kind of subjective.

At the start of the series we are presented a three-man squad formed by two boys and a girl. It was just obvious that there was going to be some romantic plot around them, specially when their (kind of) love triangle was setted up from the very beggining. Therefore, two of them were gonna end up together. Now, this is an early 2000s japanese manga, so (though it´s a shit) the boyxboy was not an option in my head.

As it was, Sakura was gonna be with either Naruto or Sasuke at the end of the series.

Starting from this premise, the easy thing is to ship the girl with the protagonist, Naruto, but there´s this other character, this other girl, Hinata, who has a big crush on him, even though he is hated by everyone. That crush had to be important for the plot in some way, because, if not, why even bother to put it there? It definetely was not for comedy releave. I mean, just think about the difference between Lee´s crush on Sakura´s beauty and Hinata´s feelings.

Anyway, we go through genin period with, I think we can all agree, more shipping moments between Sakura and Sasuke than between Sakura and Naruto. But, even if we pass throug it, the thing is that at the end of part one, Sakura is love-strucked, Naruto kind of stepping back and no other girl has interacted with Sasuke.

In part two I did thought that the dinamics could change, since Sasuke wasn´t in the picture and Sakura and Naruto did grew closer to one another. Now, the issues with this were that Hinata was still longing for Naruto´s affection and, most importantly, Sakura´s feelings towards his teammates had not changed. To make the narusaku a thing there had to be some click in her mind, but she never gave it a thought. I actually think Sakura loved Naruto more than Sasuke in her teens (that´s a highly personal opinion, of coruse), but she did it in a fraternal way. Well, she claimed she was still in love with Sasuke even when she was on her way to kill him.

As for Sasuke, him ending up alone was not in my bets either. This guy spent his whole freaking life (and the whole show) craving for his family. For him to be alone forever, was far too depressing. Even at his lowest point, I thought he would die (which was also too ilogical to become true) before having that kind of ending. It was just too cruel. However, if you don´t agree, it was also really weird to create this whole Uchiha super ultra hyped awesome power and have the line ended with Sasuke. The sharingan would be extint! Maybe it´s not objective, but, come on, the Uchiha clan had to be perservered.

Sasuke did not have romantic interaction with anyone, of course. And, to be honest, I think some people ship him with Karin because she was the only girl there (that´s really subjective, though, I don´t like Karin at all). He didn´t really make bonds with anyone, and the only time he showed some care for Team Taka was when they reminded him of Team 7. So, even if I overlook my personal likings, he had to be with someone who was close to him in his genin time (for thoose were the only legitimate bonds he had). Naruto was not an option for both homophobic and reproductive reasons, so, only Sakura was left.

So, yeah, that pretty much sums up why I always assumed Sasuke and Sakura would end up toghether! Anyway I get we all have different pov and the fact that I ship the two of them, had obviously helped me to get to this conclussions. Anyway these are 2D drawings, let´s just let people like whatever they want :)

How good they look once they get toghether though...

#sasuke and sakura #naruto #naruto shippuden #team 7 #naruto uzumaki #sakura #sakura haruno #saske uchiha #sasuke #sasusaku #sakura uchiha #uchiha sasuke #haruno sakura #sasuke x sakura #sakura x sasuke #team kakashi #team seven #uzumaki naruto #narusaku #narusasu

[bebebopbopp]

Zel

I have so much to tell you, oh link. Im home. She says smiling to him.

His eyebrows lift, his arms extend to her and she comes in for the hug. He hugs her tight, as if she could go forsake him once more. She lays her head on his chest and hears his heart rest. His breathing slowed and he sighs out some last form of relief. “You did well link” she said slightly muffled in the comfort of the hug.

He kisses her head, cushioned by her blonde hair. Their arms falter, zelda looks back into his eyes slightly flustered. “Oh-“.

Link’s neutral face is no longer contorted in the form of pressure. His blue eyes are as free as the sky he had once bathed in. His expression seems to speaks a million words as he is standing before her smiling radiantly. He is finally at peace.

Link bows and turns around. “L-link?”

He walks at a slow, fatigued pace. ”Where are you going?!” she says catching up with him.

He bobs his head towards Purah, the sages and the rest of the people. He mouths go, and continues to lift his lips into a smile. “But ur unwell and-“. He takes the Purah pad, presses the teleport button to Akkala and returns the pad to her hands. He smiles broadly once more and disappears into the blue threads.

Link had arrived at his house, he drops every piece of weaponry into the stash. Throws his item stash in a random room. He falters onto his bed, with a satisfied look on his face. He was in complete bliss. Turning the blue sky and sea into the tiniest dot, as his eyelids dwindle to a close.

All he needed was a slumber, the sizzling pain, the burning and bleeding on his body, it will cease in due time. But now all he needs is to be gone.

Zelda had spent time with the sages, with Purah. And a-lot of the people that aided in the ending of this calamity. She was happy, the life around her was bustling and the lively atmosphere had made her reminiscent of ages past. Thankfully Purah was a very attentive lending ear, as she was fascinated by the world of ages past. But zelda’s fascination had still been lying with link. To see him smile, genuinely. As if the deities had lifted all that had been put onto him, and shined their brilliant light onto his smile.

He deserves his rest, but that does not mean he is free from his wounds. She was reminded of that when the sages and people around her spoke of his heroic actions. The fight he put up with the demon king, the keeper of the sacred stone in the depths of death mountain and the zora palace. Defending gerudo town and kara kara bazaar from hordes of gibdo’s and their queen. An titan of ice and tornadoes. And not to mention the enemies and monster hordes he faced outside of these events. And most of them, alone. Her heart ached for his story. Not once but twice in the same lifetime has he had to put up with so much.

Link woke up, his dreams were of none but nightmares. He saw the pain and suffering all over again, how zelda’s tears had bren laid down the

//theory

But what about the eld ass hero? Like those ember things in ss, its the same as the secret stones!

How about the temple of sky in this game?

//dragon tear

He realized, he looked up into the sky, his eyes as wide as hers, he put it toghether one and one. His face crumpled up into fear of her being, sadness for her state and how scared she was. Ashamed he couldn’t safe her.

Tears fell down his cheeks. A loud roar ommited above him, the cirle he stood upon was akkala’s known spiral yet in this case the mysterious dragon had shown its true identity. Zelda. She lost her self.

Once the dragon passed by links expression faded,

he is seen from afar sinisterly as memories flood by of the centuries she had to endure, completely alone. All because of him, “Ganon Dorf..”

and soon his expression turns into pure anger and rage, link sets off fast, and starts sprinting up the hill as fast as he can, his head is just booming with her name zelda zelda zelda.

He runs by the akkala spring tower, and enters, pushing away the dude, and rushing the pad as he stands and flies up, with an determined look upon his face.

His height becomes him. He flies as high as she had set, and he came eye to eye with her dragon form.

“Return to me” he said… eyes narrowed in a pitiful yet lips begging manner as his eyebrows scrunched,

His eyebrows lifted up whence he saw a light, as he climbed upon her, he found himself eye to eye with the master sword..

He pulls, but it looks like it hurts her so he loosens and falls off her. As he falls, he just looks up, fazing ideas of impa, deku tree, the skyward sword temple. and said with narrowed eyes, “ill find a way”. As he turns his body and dives head first.

Bonus: Kept looking at her flying away, but i couldn’t just stand there and ran after her, my lil sister rooting me on to take the sky route so we did, and kept going at it till we could reach her and let me tell you it took a while.

#zelda #written piece

[chiptrillino]

do you guys belive me when i say,... i just wanted to draw mai in the first image. and than zuko snuck in. being the idiot without a mouth filter. so i had to draw mai paying the favour back 10 years later? anyway... i have an art tumblr just wanted to tell you! stay safe!

#atla #zuko #mai #maiko #if you want that? #please don't call me out its just a freindly joke betwen friends here! #yes... azula will slutshame zuko for his outfit choices #BUT!!! he has to fix a 100 years war #he has no time to look put toghether #and he likes to read and sign papers in a cozy coat rather some stuffy stiff robes #mai is saving this image #i love mai i hope i did her justice! #like... i just should have drawn mai and saved some time to draw more mai...

[batwritings]

Hii! I saw that requests were open and I had an idea-

Y/n and c!Dream being enemies since they're on different sides during the war but they have had this long time romantic (or sexual either is fine) tension since they grew up toghether, maybe with some rival energy too- This can really end whichever way you want like maybe with some fluffy confessions or something completly else- *cough cough* smut-

Whatever your comfy with works!

Also could I be 👽 or 🦚 anon?

Please remember to stay hydrated and take care of yourself!

Ooh, I'm always down for enemies with that good tension~ Also, sorry, I'm not accepting new anons right now ^^; Please stay hydrated and take care of yourself! Enjoy~!

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"I absolutely cannot fucking believe you!" Dream shouts, walking back into your room. "L'Manburg? Really? Look I get we've been rivals since we were kids but c'mon Y/N!"

You meet his raging green eyes with a fire in your own. "They want their independence Dream," you shoot back, arms crossed and hip cocked. "What's wrong with that?"

"Oh come on," he groans, looking away from you. "I'm done I'm not arguing further with you. Fuck you."

You roll your eyes and lean back against the wall. "Fuck me yourself if you wanna say it so bad," you grumble under your breath. It's only when the door doesn't shut that you look up, noticing Dream standing in the doorway.

"What was that?" he asks, voice barely above a whisper as he crowds your space. "You wanna repeat that?" He puts his knee between your thighs, causing you to inhale sharply. You don't dare move a muscle as his hands uncurl your arms and pin them above you head.

"Fuck me yourself if you wanna say it so bad," you spit back. Immediately Dream's lips are on yours, fighting for dominance in a clash of tongue and teeth. His knee rubs against your clothed sex, pulling a whine from your throat.

Dream chuckles, moving to mark along your neck with kisses and bites. Calloused hands work your pants down off your hips as you blindly reach forward to grip his hardening length. A quiet moan reverberates against your skin as another bite is sucked into your collar.

Finally he lifts you up off the floor, legs immediately wrapping around his hips instinctively. He lines himself up, pushing in while demanding your eye contact. "This what you want? This is what you wanted huh Y/N?" he growls as he starts pistoning his hips in and out of you.

Your head falls back against the stone wall behind you as moans escape your throat left and right. Dream takes this as his opportunity to mark your neck more, nearly drawing blood. He readjusts you in his arms and starts thrusting right up against your sweet spot this time.

You're a babbling mess by this point, not even caring what others will say about the marks your childhood friend is leaving on you. You've waited so long for this and it's almost as if the dirty blond can read your mind. "God I finally get to have you like this," he mumbles against your skin.

His confession has you cumming unexpectedly, clenching around his cock that continues relentlessly thrusting into you. Dream's hips are losing his rhythm as you pulled his face to meet your gaze. "Come on Dream," you say breathlessly. "Cum in me." Once more, his teeth find your skin by the juncture of your neck and shoulders as he groans loudly, coming undone.

You sigh softly, fingers stroking through his messy hair. He finally lets you go and you leave a barely there kiss to his temple. "So," you mumble, listening to his breathing go shallow like he was catching on your every heartbeat. "All this time for you too huh?"

Dream chuckles and presses a kiss to one of the marks he's made. "More than you know."

#bat writes #anon reqs #dreamwastaken smut #mcyt smut

[marvelatthismess]

Grayson Relationship Headcanons

Feat. my favorite Grayson ship because it has me in a chokehold

Yes, she is goinng to be one of the only things I post about for a bit, the brainrot has control

(please give me a reason to talk about these more)

Grayson & Marcus

Mother/son relationship on top of the mentor/mentee thing

Lin & Mako (tlok) type beat

Also Jake & Holt (B99)

Their first meeting was when Marcus first joined and Grayson was overseeing training, she decided she liked him when he stood his ground instead of backing down like most rookies usually do when faced with her

They bitch toghether about things around the police department, from the paperwork to the people, anything

Someone has to be Marcus' impulse control, that someone is Grayson

Grayson & Caitlyn

Another mentor/mentee relationship

It started as a favour it her parents but she came to care about Caitlyn pretty quickly so she continued to spend time with her even after it stopped being a favour

She would have absolutely been proud of the woman Caitlyn became

Grayson’s the one Caitlyn goes to for an honest opinion as the woman never sugarcoats what she says to Caitlyn unless it’s 100% necessary but, even then, she won’t fully sugarcoat it like many around Caitlyn do

Anytime Caitlyn uses her as an excuse, Grayson covers for her without fail

Grayson & Vander

If looked at through my part Zaunite Grayson headcanon (here), childhood friends and, if not, allies with a common cause that met during one of Grayson’s shifts patrolling the Undercity

They have a clear trust in each other, they wouldn’t have made a deal if they didn’t trust each other

Grayson is the “sarcastic best friend” when they’re together, she will not hesitate to remind him of things in a usually more condescending that necessary tone

I don’t have that many thoughts on them, I just think they’ve got a pretty neat friendship

Grayson & Cassandra

This one’s the favourite ship, many thoughts about this

The kyalin of Arcane

Tobias is still there, I promise, he’s a supportive husband that is perfectly fine with his wife having a girlfriend and the married couple still love each other just the same

It’s very much a secret relationship, neither wanting to deal with the politics of it in high society Piltover - not because of them being women but because one of them is married and the head of her house

Cassandra calls Grayson “darling” in private while Grayson calls her “love”

Both of them put on a tough exterior but they are absolutely soft for each other

Sneaking off to cuddle after long meetings

Grayson knows how to break Cassandra’s poised front within seconds, definitely a bad influence on her and has been since they first met

Shooting competitions when they have spare time, they find it a good stress reliever despite how competitive they get

I could go on about these two for ages, probably going to end up with a post just for their headcanons at some point

#arcane #enforcer grayson #grayson arcane #cassandra kiramman #caitlyn kiramman #vander arcane #marcus arcane #toph's grayson rambling #toph's emotional support found family dynamics #toph's gay rambling #toph's cassgray rambling #toph's arcane rambling

[sugurizz]

The house is yours

Pairing : Zeke yeager x reader

Rating : explicit

Word count : 2,5k words

Summary : as a broke student, finding an apartment is not easy. But the cute owner decides to help you with it, in a way that you both get to benefit.

Warnings : soft dom! Zeke x sub!fem! reader, oral sex (fem receiving), fingering, nipple play, slight spit play, vaginal sex, slight breeding kink, daddy kink

(Credits to the owner. I don't own the fanart)

After months of looking through ads, websites and even newspapers. finding a decent, comfortable and cosy appartment near the university was a dream coming true. After calling the owner and fixing a date to meet toghether and check the place, your roommate wasn't able to make it to the appointment so you had to go there on my own.

Being already anxious for the meeting, you put a pair of black jeans, a grey t-shirt, a hoodie and your white sneakers before taking your backbag and going there.

After ten minutes or so, you were at the spot you agreed to meet at. You couldn't see anyone particular so you got your phone out of your pocket, ready to call the owner again in order to spot him.

It was then when you saw a tall, broad and handsome man- probably in his late twenties- picking his ringing phone from the pocket of his elegant beige trench coat.

A black turtleneck hugging his visibly muscular chest and arms left your mouth nearly open. That's definitely him - you thought to yourself - feeling your face already heating up, you swallowed hardly, prayed that you weren't really blushing,  took your courage and crossed the road walking towards the little coffee shop he was standing next to.

Standing directly in front of him didn't help at all. You were so overwehlmed by him. and to be frank, you didn't really know where to look. His whole presence was doing things to you, is it His charming glance? his icy grey eyes, ornamented with a set of thick blonde lashes shinig softly in the feeble sunlight? Or is it those silky soft blonde locks, joined in a nice haircut making his enchanting appearence even more perfect and complete?

"Hello, I assume you're the new renter. Very nice to meet you. I'm zeke yeager ."

"Likewise, pleased to meet you mr yeager. I'm y/n ".

You tried your best to keep calm and professional by greeting him. But the trembling handshake you gave him was showing the complete opposite.

"Shall we go see the appartment ? This way please."

Were you too infatuated by such grace? Or is he really such a sweet, soft and courteous gentleman? You couldn't really tell.

You took a quick glance at his gorgeous profile side. And you completely wished you could take a screenshot with your eyes. His prominent cheekbones added to his manly features. And his fine silver glasses gave him that elegant intellectual aura.

The silence was broken by a deep, gentle :" so.. you're both students.. right?"

" yes. good thing the house is around 10 minutes from the university. That should save us plenty of time ."

" glad to hear that, I actually studied there for more than 6 years, that was before I finally graduated and decided to move to (city name) ."

" I see. May I ask.. why did you move? " you demanded.

" haha don't worry. It hasn't to do with the apartment. It's just that.. You can say I'm an adventurous man." He answered with a bright smile.

" right. I guess it's always tempting to move and see something new..."

You never thought a conversation with a total stranger could be this smooth, warm and relaxing. It unexpectedly didn't feel like a forced out, awkward smalltalk at all. But more like a nice and slow getting to know each other.

"We're finally here." He opened the building's door, Letting you inside and pressed the elevator button.

" I see you like the place already.." He affirmed, a soft smile graced his features, leaving you bewitched.

"Y-yes .. it's pretty welcoming." You added.

Getting out of the elevator, the cute owner took the apartement keys out, opening the door and letting you in.

After checking all the house's functionalities and facilities and discussing the period of your rent. You were ready to pay the first month of the stay until you got surprised by the deposit price. You were so shocked that you had to pay around two thousand five hundrend dollars along with the actual rent.

" I'm not sure we can actually afford that.. " I said, feeling somehow disappointed and lost.

" I know, a lot of people complain about the deposit price. I wish I could make an exeption but the price is fixed by the building's owner. He has the majority of control over that."

" and.. I guess it can't be payed in installments. can it ?"

" i'm afraid not." He retorted, quite concerned by your defeated aura.

" that's really infortunate. I was looking forward to settle here. But anyway, it was good getting to know you mr Yeager."

Hiding your frustration, you were ready to leave when his calm, reassuring voice stopped you . " maybe , we can help each other out after all..."

You turned back, looking for a further explanation when he carried on :" I can get to pay the deposit for you. And you'll have to give me a service in return.."

"okay.. and the service is ...? " you asked, being both curious and excited.

The blonde walked to the door and locked it, his silver eyes never leaving yours.

"Mr yeager..."

" Oh can we stop with the formalities now little one. If we finally agree to make a deal we should get more familiar to each other. Shouldn't we ?" He let out in a deep virile voice, causing your heart to throb numerous times.

Walking closer towards you, he stood and leaned over, whispering in your ear : " If I said I'm feeling sad and lonely today, Would you agree to entertain me ?"

He was so close you could barely register his request. Close enough to notice his irises fixed on yours, staring at your soul and then travelling a little downwards, presumably staring at your lips. You were ready to explode when his big hand landed on your chin, long slender fingers carressing it and driving you so crazy you started babbling some nearly inaudible nonsense.

" i mean.. I.I could ... I don't know.. I-"

" shh, no need to get confused, I'm here with you". a calloused thumb landed on your lips, caressing them with a gentle yet insisting motion.

Your mind shut down, leaving you comptelely blank. God, you got lost in his eyes again. You kept staring like an idiot, letting his thumb make its way through your lips and next thing you knew you were feeling his finger on your sensitive tongue. You never did this before. But why did it feel so natural with him ? Why didn't you resist at all ? How did you agree to this ?  Questions kept bringing on other questions inside your crushed mind. The betraying heat kept rising to your cheeks by the minute, and you couldn't control your intense breathing anymore.

You felt like a fragile leaf caught in a storm. Your consciousness stopped reacting when his face started closing up to yours.

" I believe we got ourselves a deal then? "

" i.. I mean-"

The blonde's delicious lips crushed on yours in a swift motion, his huge hands left to pull you closer pushing you against his large warm chest and making you feel so small and helpless.

It didn't take long for you to feel his soft warm tongue playing with yours. His refreshing minty breath was mixed with a faint hint of cigarette. You couldn't help but enlace your arms around his neck, trying to regain some balance. The sloppy wet kiss  you shared ended with your mouths parting in a wet noise, a glistening string of saliva connecting his dark red tongue to yours, Leaving you breathless.

"You're rather shy and blushy princess... I like it." Zeke leaned close to your sensitive neck, started peppering kisses from your cheeks down your neck and all around your clavicle . His warm breath on your exposed chest made you shiver, feeling your wetness already pooling between your legs. You started rubbing your thighs toghether in a search for some relief. The sudden thought of the rent crossed your mind again.

" Zeke .."

" yes sweetheart, say my name "

" what about the rent ... what should I do now ?"

"little pumpkin is still afraid." You trembled when he leaned over to lick your earlobe before carrying " consider this house yours, princess " .

You couldn't hide your relief after hearing his words. You looked back at him, the perfect pale skin of his cheeks turned into a lovely shade of pink. His cute ears were so red you thought they were about to blow off. His glasses were threatening to fall off the cute tip of his sharp nose. And you felt so proud seeing the mess you left at his golden strands. Some of them falling sexily on his eyes.

" I need this off" he tugged at your shirt , raising your arms gently and sliding it up your shivering body. It was so embarrassing you instantly hid your face. Letting out some insatisfied whines.

"gorgeous" he lets out, eyes contemplating your breasts, still hidden behind your bra. Still closing your eyes, you felt yourself being lifted in a bridal style. Zeke's strong arms placed you on the comfy couch of the living room. He stood up and took of his coat, throwing it away. His black pullover was next, revealing his toned chest, shredded abs and prominent V line . You wished you could keep this addictive view in yout mind forever. His godly body hovered around you like a shield. You leaned back , staring at the enchanting male before you, unbuckling his belt.

You were probabely too distracted by his beauty to notice the huge tent that was forming in his pants. His hand reached beneath his boxers, freeing his massive cock from it's confinements.

" like what you see ?" He winked at you, leaving you speaking gibberish again.

" zeke...it- it's not gonna .."

He cut you out, taking off your jeans in a quick move, leaving you in your black laced panties. " already soaked aren't we? What kind of a slut gets her pussy that wet just from a damn kiss?"

He rubbed his fingers against your clothed cunt before swiping your panties to the side. your clit was swollen and flushed, desperate for attention. The handsome male leaned until he faced your pussy. He spread your legs even wider, adding to your growing embarassment.

" goshh, look at how much slick is between your pussy lips,..filthy.." he slid his fingers between them.

Never leaving your innocent eyes, he puckered his lips, opened his mouth and spat on your naked pussy. You nearly passed out when he started french kissing it. Looking at it with such hunger and lust, he slid his longue tongue in your fluttering hole, driving his index and middle fingers in the process. His thick and now wet beard felt so good stinging your plush thighs.

" zeke ahhh, wait... omg zeke it feels.. Ahhhh " your moans started getting louder and louder. 

"Whine for me baby.."

His experienced fingers massaged your spongey insides, hitting spots you never knew your pussy had. You were drooling like a dumb baby, eyes rolling to the back of your head and breath hitching in your breast.

"Zeeeeke.. uh- i'm ahh i'm gonna cum, it feels so good... so good i'm cumming .."

"Yes baby, cream on my fucking tongue."

It wasn't long until you released all over his hand, his tongue was painted with cum. He shamelessly swallowed it, licking his fingers passionately as if he was tasting an elixir. He leaned to kiss you again, cum and drool still running down his messy beard. Its cute hairs tickling your cheeks and chin made you chuckle.

He took your dripping panties away, threw them somewhere across the room and slid his hands below your back, unclasping your bra.

" I need to take it off, but I really do like the cute ribbons though..." he complimented your cute bra.

" t-thank youu.." the shyness creeped inside you again. But it was replaced with surprise when he buried his head deep between your breasts like a starving baby. growling and grunting, the vibrations sent shivers down your spine. He kept lapping at them, looking at you with burning lust, taking a nipple between his teeth and flicking the other under his fingerpads.

"Are you ready, sweet pie? Wanna take my cock for me ?"

"Y-yes"

"Yes who ?"

"Yes daddy ."

"It's daddy from now on, little one"

Feeling yourself , yu bent over for him, giving him a perfect view of your bare cunt.

" hurry daddy, I can't wait anymore..."

"As you wish, princess"

Within seconds, you felt his hands settling on your hips, his firm cock sliding slowly past your hungry hole.

" it hurtss, daddy .. it hurts..."

" shh, it's ok princess, you're too tense.. relax for daddy.."

The pain suddenly turned into a pure bliss as he bottomed down, making you moan his name like a lullaby.

"I'm going to move baby.." he said, cupping your cheek in his soft palms. 

His cock was ramming inside you so deliciously you felt your drool dribbling again, his strong silhouette leaning on you, hugging you with one arm and caressing your stomach with the other. Seeing his bulge through your tummy, you felt so full and loved by him.

" look baby, look how deep i'm inside you"

" please cum inside me daddy, I want it pumping in my stomach ."

your words sent him to the edge; hitched breath, loud growls and harsh slaps landing on your ass. It felt so good your tears started gushing along your face.

" hnnghhh wanna take ... fuck ahhh .. take daddy's seed inside you ? Tell me slut " he squeezed your face between his large fingers, earning a whine from you.

" mmhmmm ... ahhhh"

" use your words when you talk to me"

" I want your cum deep inside me, daddy"

His thrusts became hysteric, making you shake. both of you moaning loudly, not caring about anybody hearing.

"Ahhhnghhh shiiiit , fuck yeaaah" the golden daddy came in thick white strings inside you. Shoving it all up your womb. You give up, letting your orgasm wash over you in a shameless moan. All your juices mixed with his sticky huge load, starting to spill from your greedy cunt.

Unable to move anymore, you collapsed on the couch. Trembling and breathing heavily. Zeke doing the same, he went to catch his neglected coat and wrapped it around your naked body, along with his strong arms around you, nuzzling his head in your neck.

" I guess having an expensive rent has its perks after all". He teased, laying a soft gentle kiss on your forehead.

" yup, you get to have a daddy for free". You whispered.

Note : I would really appreciate the feedback on my work so feel free to comment down.

#zeke yeager #zeke jäger #zeke jeager #zeke jeager x reader #zeke yeager smut #zeke yeager x reader #zeke yeager imagine #zeke thirst #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #aot #aot smut #fics #snk #zeke x reader #icymi

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Gorillaz Headcanon- How each of the bandmembers reacts to being a parent!

For @short-mom

Russel - The Braggy Dad

aggressively documents his child's every waking moment

has 100's of photos on his camera roll, and is not shy about showning the entire roll to anyone he meets

will spend hours in the baby stores, looking at the latest, greatest new things

is so on the ball, it's like a superpower

will change diapers, feed, and do anything the baby needs

Baby hardly ever touches the ground. Daddy's arms are the best place to be!

has detailed schedules for the day becuse kids need stable routines, right?

will absoutely helicopter parent

will absolutely not let Murdoc babysit

2D - The Slightly Clueless but Eager Dad

wants to play with the baby all the time

will sit impatiently by the crib during nap time and is ready to play the minute the baby wakes up

spends hours in the studio playing and singing baby songs while cuddling his child

leaves dirty diapers laying out because he forgets to throw them away

ties to teach the baby how to crawl by demonstrating proper crawling technique

can't seem to put the diaper on right, but he tries

asks a million baby realted questions

makes a bigger mess with the toys than the baby does

Noodle - The Natural Mom

just knows exactly what her baby needs. She's had plenty of experience 'raising' three boys

is not 100% toghether, but she gets things done and has fun

is all about Mommy and Baby Time

will absolutely NOT feed her child in a bathroom, so don't even suggest it, or you will be eating in a hospital bed

is all about cute baby clothes, and the softest baby toys

perfers not to let her baby watch tv. There is just so much to explore in the world, and so much sensory play to experience!

will not let Murdoc babysit unsupervised. It's not that she doesn't trust him, it's just that she remembers the shenanigans he let her get into when she was young

uses the traditional Japanese parenting style, and follows her cultural traditions so her baby will know it's roots.

makes plans to take her child to vist Japan as soon as it is old enough

Murdoc - Low-Key Terrified Dad

Is terrified of being left alone with the baby

why is it making that noise???? Is it going to stop? Satan make it stop!

eventually calms down, and the baby never touches the ground again

the baby doesn't even sleep in the crib. No, baby sleeps on daddy

Play Time is until one of them passes out

will, on occasion, change a diaper, but is overly dramatic about it

plays all the classic rock hits on his bass because his kid is going to grow up cultured!

has insane Dad Reflexes

#gorillaz #gorillaz headcanons #murdoc gorillaz #murdoc niccals #murdoc faust niccals #noodle gorillaz #2d gorillaz #stuart pot #stu pot #stuart harold pot #russel gorillaz #russel hobbs

[hum-suffer]

Aaj jane ki zid na karo

As he leans back on the bean bag, Amish takes a moment to look at Rati.

She's gorgeous, he's known that since he saw her smirking, deliberately making noise from her payal to scare their mutual friends while one of them told a horror story. That was the third time he saw her, the first time he put a name to the face that was almost always scrunched in concentration.

But tonight, on a Goa beach, Rati is something that her namesake would be jealous of. Her hair is tied in a bun, she didn't want sand in it, and the buckle holding her hair is the one he bought for her. Her eyes are closed and he knows that she's one step away from falling asleep on him but he doesn't care. With her eyes closed, he gazes at the crowfeet at the corners of her eyes, an easy testimony of her ever present laughter. He looks at the red breakout on her jaw, he looks at the scar just at her chin. He looks at the shirt she's wearing, which fits her perfectly.

(It used to be his. She had it once for Holi and it never came back into his house.

His mother thinks that he lost the shirt at swimming practice. He doesn't correct her.)

Her legs are propped into his lap and one of his hands is covering the very payal that brought his attention to her, while the other has an Americano. Extremely inappropriate for night time, but. But he wants to stay awake.

He knows he will never get to see her like this again, probably. Moonlit and extraordinarily relaxed, this Rati was a contrast of the too much energy and too less patience mixture that she was in the day.

Anish looked away at the ocean. It was pretty, he thought mindlessly, the cafe lights above them making it better for his vision. But no ocean will ever compare to Rati.

"Amish," she calls him, eyes still closed and voice drowsy. He can physically see her struggle to flutter open her eyes. "Set your sadness aside, for tonight."

Her voice isn't as mocking as it would have been at any other time. He knows why that is. She's gonna leave Goa soon, her family way too angry on her decision to fall for him. A part of him understood their reaction. There was nothing special in him, nothing that someone as awe inspiring as Rati should like.

They were leaving for Delhi tomorrow.

Their last night on the beach, in the Midnight cafe and Rati wanted him to keep his melancholy aside for once.

He could never say to no to her.

As far as he cares, it's the last night that Earth will look beautiful. He will do right by whoever he marries, he knows his honour, and she will make sure to be honourable to whoever she marries. But this is their last night together, sitting on the same bean bags, drinking coffee and tea toghether, trying to be awake. Trying to watch old songs on that horrendous TV that the cafe has, doing just about anything to stay awake.

Trying to capture night in their hands.

And as the world caves in on his chest and lungs, Amish buries his feet in the sand and passes the Americano to her. She's the one between them that enjoys coffee. It's become routinely for him and he's forgotten just what is enjoyable in it. He likes her honey mixed lemonades better.

Rati smiles at him and he wishes he wasn't looking at her right now. The smile makes him want to take her in his arms and run now. She's melancholic too, but it's easier to just stick to their routine and call him the melancholic one. She loves him too and she's losing him too.

(With the way the grief of their impending doomsday creeped on him, he thinks she lost him before he will lose her. And oh, what he wouldn't give to have that year back, to love her better.)

He feels tears in his eyes spring at the way she's smiling. That's not her smile. That's his smile, the smile he smiles when he's watching Veer Zara and trying not to cry. When he's watching Lamhe and crying. When he's reading Richard Siken and crying. Whenever he's crying. This is his smile.

"I've infected you with my sadness, it seems." He says, because he needs to speak before the air turns colder and the night turns to day. He needs to speak before he never speaks of how much he loves her.

Rati scoffs, and somehow that sound is tear stained in her throat. "It's a love borne disease, this sadness."

He chuckles. Rati will never accept it, but between them, she's the better poet. She's the poem he wishes he could claim for himself. He wishes their ballad wasn't ending.

She takes a sip of the Americano. "Cheers," she says, lifts her hand in the air halfway,"to our final night together."

"To doomsday," he says instead, just to be contradictory.

The alarm clock on Rati's mobile rings, shrill and loud and everything he hates. He set it himself, and it's ringing near his feet, but he hates it still. He wishes he could trap time between the ice left on the empty lemonade glass at Rati's lap.

He snoozes the alarm.

She moves her feet slowly, her payal is much better than the alarm and much worse. She's leaving. She hands him the Americano back and the lemonade glass replaces her phone at his feet. She stands.

Amish follows her lead and stands too.

He swallows, and all the words he wants to say to her die in his throat. Rati smiles—his smile, his smile, his smile— and holds his empty hand anyway.

His lungs feels like it's burning and his eye lids are heavy now as he watches her.

"Goodnight, my love," Rati whispers between them and tears fill her eyes too.

He doesn't reply. He can't reply. He doesn't have words. He doesn't want to know what a goodbye means. This is supposed to be cordial, she can't leave without him acknowledging her leaving. He never wants to say goodbye.

As aaj jane ki zid na karo plays on that horrible tv, Rati's smile changes. It turns from his to hers, the upside down smile. Amish commits the look to memory; Rati, with her kajal smudged, her hair falling from the bun, cheeks lifting in her smile, jaw red and a rug burn on her forehead with the dancing ocean as the back drop.

As Farida Khanum sings jaan jaati hai jab uth ke jaate ho hum, Rati begins to let her hand slip from his.

He holds his tongue again, for he knows he can never say goodbye to her.

"Goodnight, my love." He whispers between them and it's Rati now that swallows. Her hand leaves his completely and he feels abandoned and cold. She shoulders her bag, licks her lips and sighs before she turns to leave.

She keeps looking back. He can't look away from her.

He stares at the pathway until he sees her no more. Aaj jane ki zid na karo plays in the background like a mockery of his love.

#desiblr #suffer ye suhana nahi #desi tumblr #original story #original characters #aaj jane ki zid na karo

[asexualbuthorny]

Hey I'm back at it again with uncalled for and unwanted opinions on fictional characters. This might be long and entirely just word womit but this my blog and I do what I want.

The fandom I chose to desecrate today is Twisted Wonderland. Let's begin!

Heartslabyul:

Riddle Rosehearts. Love the boy. He a little too strict for me tho. Livin by the rules feels kinda like living on a schedule and I don't vibe with that. Baby has issues. He needs therapy more than he needs a relationship(simps sit down). Would not date him. Good friend material. He just needs to relax a little.

Trey Clover. He's the brother I never had and the father I wish I had. I bet he gives top tier hugs. Would go to him for advice. Would not date him 'cause he's dad. Want him to adopt me. Lovely boy. Very responsible and sensible. Trust him without doubt (daddy kink havers dni /j).

Cater Diamond. Suspishis. I don't know what he's thinking. Cannot trust. Good boy nevertheless. Probably has some issues. Im not a fan of social media so Im not with the whole magicam thing or whatever. Very pretty. Deserves more love. And hugs. Would not date. Good friend material pt.2

Ace Trapolla. More like crappola. Stinky bastard man. If I was there he wouldn't have kneecaps. Would throw hands. Annoying. Needs to get beaten up and put in his place. If he said shit to me I would throw his ass out a window. Would not date. Hardly a friend.

Deuce Spade. Wonderful boy. Sweet angel. Love him. Best boy! Best boy! Best boy! Has my heart. Would trust him. He may be dumbass but I vibe with him. A personal favourite. Would date. Would marry. We could raise chicks together. Dream boy. My heart is filled with love when I think of him. 10/10. A good friend and a potential lover.

Savanaclaw:

Leona Kingscholar. DISGUSTANG. STINKY. AWFUL BASTARD MAN. Leona simps get help. This man smells like pee. Lazy. Can't do shit by himself. I don't know if he's aware but if he wasn't royalty nobody and I mean NOBODY would deal with his shit. And his attitude like cool you can always fail and get held back 'cause you have daddys money and can go back home and live with your parents your whole life but not everybody has that kind of priviledge. That kind of ungratefulness just make my brain angry. Would not date. Not a friend. Would not deal with his shit. Throw hands on sight.

Ruggie Bucchi. Sneaky. Needs money. I understand Im broke too. Don't have much to say about him. Doesn't occupy much space in my head. Would not date. Hard to trust. May be a friend. He would probably rob me. Disrespectfuly.

Jack Howl. Good boy. Deserves the best. Very responsible and has a good sense of justice. A little too serious. Calm down. Tsundere. Want to pet them ears tho. Another best boy! We can all agree that he's a favourite among the fans. Would not date. Very good friend.

Octavinelle:

Azul Ashengrotto. Shady. Not trustworthy. Responsible. He runs a restaurant while being a top student. I can respect that. Very smart. Insecure. Don't worry bb we all been there. I like him. But he's still bastard. But like less. Idk. Would date but barely. Maybe a friend. Again barely.

Floyd Leech. Crazy mf. His simps are masochists I don't take critisism. He would fold us all like lawnchairs. Don't think about him much. Not my cup of man. I like his voice tho. Kinda cute. Can't trust tho. Would not date. Friend but very carefuly.

Jade Leech. Scary. This man knows things. Sells your secrets on the black market. Polite. Dangerous. Not much to say abt him. His simps rub me the wrong way. Would not date. A person I know from school but not a friend.

Scarabia:

Kalim Al Asim. Very friendly. Sunshine boy. Lively child. Very naive. I would fool him for the lols. Give him many hugs. I don't like parties so we wouldn't vibe on that. He could teach me new games. Rich boy. Probably buys his friends expensive shit and thinks it's a small present. Could date. Makes a better friend tho. Take me on a magic carpet ride pls.

Jamil Viper. Sneaky pt.2. Can't trust after the shit he pulled. Can forgive but not forget. He's a lot smarter than he looks. Even if already looks smart. Can cook so that's a plus. Big respect to people that can cook. He would fool me for the lols. I would fall for it every time. He knows things. Sells your secrets pt.2. He wants to break free. Would not date. Friend but very very carefuly.

Pomefiore:

Vil Schoenheit. We would not get along. Im very live and let live and he sticks his nose in other people buisiness. I don't care how I look and he's very aesthetic oriented. He would call me ugly. I would call him a bitch. We would throw hands on sight. Argue every day. I would hide and defend Epel from him and his bullshit. He's dedicaded to his thing and has a succsesful career so I can respect that. But he still a bitch.

Rook Hunt. Don't trust him. He's french. Creepy. Poor beastpeople tbh. Can't say much about him. I bet he writes superb poetry tho. 10/10 would listen. Would compliment me. Don't know if genuine. Would not date. Decent friend tho.

Epel Felmier. Arson buddies. Commit crimes together. Call Vil a bitch toghether. He wants to be buff and I can get behind that. He could beat my ass and I would let him. He's kinda like a little brother who you teach how to get away with murder. We would beat everones ass. Good boy. Best friend. Would not date. We would rule the school.

Ignyhide:

Idia Shroud. I could beat his ass. Wouldn't tho. Not worth it. Incel. Gets zero pussy. Probably stinky. Would still try to befriend. Bully him lovingly. Gatekeeper. Anxiety. Me too tbh. Not much to sqy about him. Roast marshmellows on his head. Would not date. Could be a friend.

Ortho Shroud. A child. We could be friends. I would teach him swearwords. Good boy. Don't know much about him. Friend material.

Diasomnia:

Sebek Zigvolt. Why he so damn loud? Like calm down boy. Still very good and dedicaded. Could not be in relationship 'cause he has other things on his plate. Tries to be responsible. Still a disaster dumbass. Love the boy. Would not date. Good friend.

Silver. Don't know much about him. Like what are you hiding sleepyheadass? Seems like a nice good boy. We could take hella naps together. Would not date. Befriend him.

Lilia Vanrouge. Dad/grandpa vibes. Would take care of me while Im sick. I would get poisoned by his cooking. HE GIVES THE BEST HUGS YOU CANNOT CHANGE MY MIND. Father I wish I had pt.2. Trickster. Would tease me. I still love him. Welcom to the fam. Would not date because him grandpa.

Malleus Draconia. THIS MAN. Im looking respectfuly. Gorgeus. Beautiful. Stunning. My husband. Give him love and hugs and kisses. I would marry this man. My sunshine my starlight. Im such a simp for him. Who wouldn't want a cool dragon husband. He owns my heart and my ass. 100000000/10. Would die for him. Bestest boy. My love please come to me.

Wwwaaaa this was long. I might post something strictly about relationships if I feel anything again some time soon.

#twst #Twisted wonderland #heartslabyul #savanaclaw #octavinelle #pomefiore #ignyhide #diasomnia #Im too lazy to tag all the characters so ya get what ya get #my post

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I found this while going through google drafts it’s really shitty and most of my followers are here for not fairy tail so here I give you fairy tail. 👁👁 I would die for laxus like why the actual fuck is he so hot like please pound me.

So this takes place around the episodes 40-60 in fairytail. When Laxus is making everyone fight each other. In this fic the reader isn’t close to him they had a few hookups but aren’t very close. And she has maker magic but with fire dALSO I WROTE DIO WAY TO MANY TIMES.

Laxus with pregnant reader

Everyone in fairy tail was super excited for the harvest festival. And so was I, the parade was going to be awesome. “Hey (y\n) why aren’t you entering the beauty contest?” Macarov says. “Not really feeling it this year.” I say. I’m not ready to show my baby bump to the guild and definitely don’t want Laxus to find out. “Hnng” I say while biting my nails. Lord knows how he’ll react. But I’m going to do the parade with my friends. I will be working with Natsu later. In the guild everyone’s getting ready.

The beauty contest starts with Erza and Lucy showing off their magic and then Evergreen shows up and freezes them all. Shocked gasps can be heard around the guild. Oh shit oh shit really. Then Bixlo Freed and Evergreen explain The strongest wizard in fairy tail. I really don’t want to fight damn it. But I really don’t want anyone getting hurt. I put my hopes in Gajeel and Natsu but they can’t get through Freed’s enchantment. Huh? I begin battling my friends. It hurts to see them get hurt. But I felt so relieved when Lucy made the plan to take out the lightning lacrama. But everyone was worn out from destroying them. Ugh shit I really don’t wanna fight The guild knew Laxus wasn’t the hero type and was kind of a jackass but, no one thought he would do something so awful and selfish. I was the only one left. I knew I had to face Laxus alone. I didn’t want to fight especially in my condition but I knew I had to stop him from shattering the girls. I’m really glad that I didn’t join the contest. Ok (y/n) get it toghether you have to fight. I began walking towards the location I had not yet searched The Mangolia church. And I was right I saw laxus standing in the middle with a big smirk on his face.

“So I’ve seen you found me (y/n).” Laxus said.

“I guess I have” I say

Laxus came flying at me a his punch hit me in my jaw. I groan and jump back I put my hand into a fist.

“Fire make shield” I yell.

A luminescent light shines and the lighting hits the shield the force becomes harder and harder. I begin groaning. I dodge the lighting as my shield gives out and turns into smoke. . I jump up high fast and manage to kick Laxus in his sharp jaw. He fights back and grabs hold of my foot and flings me by my legs. I hit the wall really hard. Ow

“LIGHTING DRAGON ROAR”Laxus

“Arrggghhhh!” I scream my whole body aching.

“I expected better from you (y/n).” Laxus said through a thick smirk

‘I’m not done yet.” I yell

“Fire make arrow!”I yell

Laxus hits the stone wall hard and a grunt can be heard. He stands up and cracks his knuckless and before I can even blink I feel the afwul pain of the shock. I fall down onto the ground clutching my stomach.

“Get up I’m not done (y/n)”He snarled through his teeth.

“DIDN’T YOU HEAR ME I SAID GET UP”He yelled in a horse tone

“HOW THE HELL DID YOU GET THIS FAR I WANTED A CHALLENGE.” He yelled again frustrated. He looked so angry it was terrifying.

I just layed there arms wrapped around my stomach tightly. He began kicking me

“Really that’s all you got I’m disappointed.” he said clearly frustrated.

The kicking began harder the tears began comming out of my eyes.

“You weren’t ever this weak!” I’ve fought you plenty of time now GET UP.”He yelled again.

“Please stop.” I manage to say through sobs.

I felt something really weird, like butterflies in my stomach. And then I could feel a tiny thump against my stomachs. I think it kicked. Holy shit my eyes go wide. Laxus begins preparing for another attack.

I’m pregnant!” I exclaim.

I hear a loud crash Laxus sits down his eyes open wide he just looked at me and then to my stomach. He just sits there for ten minutes.

“Huh” is all that left his lips.

His expression was hard to read. I didn't know what he was thinking. His breathing becomes heavy. I can tell he’s stressed. He looks wide eyed at the ground.

“Is it mine?” He asked clearly, still bewildered.

“Yeah.” I fumble with my fingers. We sit there staring at each other.

Erza comes.

“Are you ok (y/n)?” She questions worriedly. She wields a sword. And helps me walk back to the guild. I hear later that Laxus got beaten up by Gajeel and Natsu. I feel really horrible so I decided not to go on the float with Natsu. Laxus comes into the infirmary all bruised and beat up. I leave to watch the parade. As the floats come by. I feel a tap on my shoulder and Laxus. Begins profusely apologizing. He asks to take a walk with me and we end up sitting by the big tree. And he talks about when he was little and how much he loved watching the parade with his Gramps. And he’d love to do that with our kid someday. I see light in his eyes. He looks at me so endearingly. And he asks if he can touch my stomach. It was quite prominent but I hid it well with my robes. His hand is massive and covers almost my whole belly. Then it kicks and his eyes go so wide. He looks like a little kid.

Since Laxus was banned from the guild for a while you two spent most of you time together. And you didn’t go on jobs. Later your daughter Levina Dryer is born. She has (your hair color) hair and she has Laxus little lighting scare. And she has one brown eyes. And everyone was surprised when Laxus came back holding a baby.

#Laxus #ft laxus #laxus dreyar #laxus x reader #Fairy tail #fairy tail x reader #reader insert