#he really loves and trusts and adores her sm

[ninja-knox-ur-sox-off]

APPARENTLY IT’S INTERNATIONAL FRIENDS DAY AND I JUST HAPPENED TO WRITE A LITTLE FICLET ABOUT MEI AND MK OFF OF AN IDEA I HAD ABOUT THEIR FRIENDSHIP there was more i kinda wanted to add cause it felt slightly off to me and I wasn’t going to post it, BUT HECK IT HAVE SOME BEST FRIENDS CONTENT HAPPY INTERNATIONAL FRIENDS DAY 

Hype Man

Mei didn’t think all that highly of herself for a dragon.

Her parents had tried to instill some of that pride in her, a dragon descendant of oceans, she had a tall standing heritage to be proud of, but it mainly just resulted in her feeling inadequate. Like she could never quite reach as amazing as every other one of her ancestors, all dragons. Something about her felt different, felt wrong. Her family came from the ocean, but Mei felt like she was burning from the inside out some days.

She couldn’t seem to connect with her family the way her parents did, some sort of disconnect there that led her to seek connection elsewhere. She started a bit of a gaming channel, didn’t ever show her face, just mostly chatted, looking for some form of connection. She bought bikes, dismantled them, built new bikes with the parts, she stared at her creations and couldn’t bring herself to show her parents, instead keeping them hidden away, because something so important to her couldn’t possibly be important to the family.

They left her alone for the most part. They were more involved when she was younger, but once she became a legal adult, they did seem to withdraw a bit. She figured they just didn’t want to seem overbearing, but their absences just seemed to make things seem more impossible.

Mei would show them things, talk about her accomplishments quietly at dinner, voice getting meeker and milder once she said them out loud. A couple thousand followers compared to a couple thousand dedicated warriors didn’t seem like much. A few races won compared to hundreds of battles won didn’t feel worth sharing, so she mostly let them talk. If they asked she would just say she was filling her time. Sometimes it felt better to say nothing at all than to mention gaming or racing.

Compared to all of her family, sometimes Mei felt like nothing at all.

Then she met Mk.

He was… silly. A little odd at first. Nothing at all like the tall white and jade pillars of home, or the endless empty hallways. Mk was loud. He was animated. He was waving his hands about and filled every second like a firework, like he could like he didn’t have a moment left to lose.

It was a contagious sort of energy. Mei had always felt a little too energetic herself compared to her composed, poised parents, still and calm in their movements; hopping from foot to foot in place when she was excited compared to their subtle nods of their heads. But next to Mk it felt natural to bounce around a bit, talk loud, laugh louder.

He was a little jumpy at first. Something she wasn’t sure she wanted to look too far into considering what it might’ve been, but after an initial stiffness Mk relaxed into contact like a cat soaking up the warmth of the sun. Throwing an arm over his shoulder became almost as easily as breathing.

If Mei didn’t know any better, she’d say he was a little touch starved, leaning into every shoulder bump after he was more comfortable around her, seeking her out for a hug even when he wouldn’t outright hug her first until later.

She made sure to maybe hug a little more than she usually would, just because it seemed to make him smile and a little giddy, and soon that too felt just as natural, and she couldn’t help the breathless grin when he slammed into her to initiate a hug for the first time. And from then on, hugging him, holding his hand, bumping into him, felt natural.

As comfortable as she was around Mk, Mei still didn’t talk about herself all that much. After all, what was a new drifting turn trick in a race compared to turning into an actual dragon?

She did eventually let something slip.

“Wait, you're a gamer?”

Mei halted and stared at him like a deer in headlights.

Mk backtracked immediately. “I mean--I know you, like, game, like pshh, yeah obviously, we’re literally in the arcade right now. But I meant more like, gaming like, consols, VR, all that fancy stuff, and like, streaming it, you said you had a livestream--I mean you might not even be a gamer, that could have been a different kind of livestream, which in that case, this is kinda awkward and now I’m going to apologize for assuming--”

“No no,” she waved her hands a bit, then stopped and let them drop. “It’s… uh… yeah it’s a gaming channel.”

Then the enormously unexpected. “That’s so cool.”

It was?

Mei blinked. He knew she was a dragon and thought… gaming was still cool?

“How many followers do you have?” He was looking at her so excitedly, she couldn’t exactly not tell him, but it still felt weird to say it aloud.

“Uh, I dunno, like… 80k… I think? Last time I checked?”

Mk gaped at her.

“I mean it’s a big city,” she felt the need to add. She knew so many channels with millions of followers, her’s honestly wasn’t that big in comparison. “Lots of people watch streamers, so it’s not… like a super high number but--”

Then he was shaking her, hands on her shoulders and pulling her back and forth. “80k? Mei that’s so freaking cool, that’s so many followers--ohmegosh wait, what if I follow you already?”

“Cool?” Mei stammered out.

“Um yeah!” He said it like the most obvious thing in the world. He was pulling out his phone that had a Monkey King charm hanging from it and an art piece decorating the back of the case. “What’s your channel? I wanna see if I’ve watched you before.”

He had, as it turned out, been subscribed to her channel for around two years.

“Mei,” he whined, clinging to her arm.

“What,” she laughed for the twelfth time.

“Mei you don’t understand, you’re so good at video games. You’re so funny and clever, you’re so cool, how do I know such a cool person. How is this legal? How am I meant to survive?”

It made her laugh hard enough her face turned a little red.

“I’m not that cool,” she told him fondly as she got on her bike.

“YOU DRIVE A MOTORCYCLE?”

“Um…” she glanced down at her helmet, then back up at him. “Yes?”

He grabbed her face and bonked their foreheads together, squishing her cheeks. “Mei, I need you to be real with me for a second.”

“O-okay?” she managed to say, voice a little muffled by the way her face was being squished.

“I need you to tell me you didn’t build this.”

She blinked.

He stared directly into her eyes.

“Um…”

Then he was back to shaking her. “Mei. Mei you don’t understand, how are you this cool?”

“It’s just a bike--” she tried to say.

“Just the coolest looking bike I’ve ever seen,” Mk said, even louder.

“Okay, okay,” she laughed, pulling her face out of his hands. There was a heat to her cheeks and a warmth to core of her chest. She looked away. “Okay, so it’s kinda cool.”

“Extremely cool,” he corrected.

“Extremely cool,” Mei amended. “I actually did some repairs this morning after yesterday’s race--”

She stopped short at the look on his face.

“What?”

Mk put his hands together in a praying motion, pressed them against his mouth, crouched down next to her bike, one leg stretched out, leaning back on the other and looked up at her.

Mei leaned away from him a little, nervously laughing. “What?”

He inhaled.

“BOI--”

“So, let me see if I got this all right,” he said after the bike ride to Pigsy’s noodles. His hair was a mess after wearing her helmet all the way there, sticking up in every direction, some of it smooshed against his head in odd shapes, and his cheeks still flushed from whooping so loudly and screaming at sharp turns. Mei nodded along, stirring the ice in her soda bought from the vending machine down the street with her straw. “You’re a dragon.”

“Correct.”

“Like a literal descendant of the Dragon of the West, a direct descendant of the White Horse Dragon in Journey to the West…”

“Yup,” Mei said, ending the word with a pop and then leaning down a bit to sip from her soda.

“You have a million subscribers--”

“Not a million yet.”

“A million subscribers,” he said again, stressing the words and widening his eyes, as though daring her to argue, then sat back in his seat, waving his hand and gesturing to himself. “Of which, yours truly is proud to be one.” He slammed his hands down on the table. “Which is for good reason since you’re one of the best gamers out there--”

“I’m not even in the top hundred, Mk.”

“Only because every other streamer shows their face which adds to the experience of watching them game.” He aggressively slurped up some noodles before continuing.

“Not only that but you’re a freaking racer. You race a bike which you built yourself.”

Mei hummed around her straw, looking away tapping her fingers on her phone lightly, a heat to her face.

“And on top of all that you destroy arcade games like you’re going for a walk in the park.” He finally slumped back in his seat. “Did I get all that?”

Mei tapped her staw against the edge of her cup and slurped up the bits of soda from the bottom of the straw. “Yup.”

He went limp as a noodle and slumped all the way down, sliding until she could only see his hair, his knees bumping into hers.

“You’re so cool, Mei,” he whined. “Why are you so cool? I’m like… I deliver noodles.”

She laughed and lightly bumped her leg against his. “Hey, delivering noodles is cool.”

“You built yourself a motorcycle,” he hissed back.

She found herself grinning. “Okay, so it is… pretty cool.”

He popped back up just so he could slam his hands down on the table again. “Extremely cool.”

“Extremely cool,” she grinned wider.

And that… was kinda how things went.

Mei did a new trick on her bike? Mk was there across the street in the empty stands yelling about how cool it looked.

Mei beat own high score on an arcade game? He was right there jumping up and down.

When Mei hit a million subscribers she was racing to Mk’s apartment above the noodle shop in the middle of the night to tell him about it before she could even think about how a million subscribers was nothing next to a million subjects in a kingdom, and Mk opened the window with his Monkey King themed pajamas and was awake in seconds to squeal with her.

Her ancestry was still a massive thing to try and live up to, and something that was still immensely important to her. And although her accomplishments now seemed like nothing compared to their great feats… every dragon started somewhere. And right now, winning that race was a big feat, because it was her feat. Something she did.

Even if she wasn’t a full fledged dragon, Mk was right there next to her to remind her of just how amazing she was.

#KNOX WRITES (me) #jUST A LITTLE SILLY SOMETHING I HAD WHILE THINKING ABOUT HOW THEIR FRIENDSHIP WROKS #Monkie Kid #LEGO Monkie kid #Mei #Mk #I LOVE THEM A LOT OKAY #THEY'RE JUST #BEST FRIENDS AND LOVE EACH OTHER SO MUCH AND LIKE #WOW MK THINKS MEI IS SO COOL AND HYPES UP EVERUYTHIGN SHE DOES #AND MEI IS JUST ALWAYS THERE FOR MK WHEN HE NEEDS HER IN ALL THIS CRAZY MONKIE WORLD AND THEY TRUST EACH OTHER SO IMPLICITLY #WAILS #really if i knew it was international friends day this morning i might've tried to write something for the traffic light trio and how #red son becomes part of the group i'm |;A;/ #i love them sm i swear #ANYWAY I GOT SOMEHWERE TO BE SO ENJOY THIS SILLY LI'LL THING WITH A BUNCHA MY HC'S CRAMMED IN I ADORE THIS SHOW #one of these days i'll finish my actual Mei fic #which is really freaking cool already #gosh kay i'm scatterbrained today so this fic is gonna have some holes ut i'm okay with that GOTTA SPEED CYA

[sunkissed-zegras]

⊹ ࣪ ˖ 𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐫𝐲 (𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐞𝐬) | nh¹³

౨ৎ ─ summary | you and nico have only been dating for 6 months but both of you are convinced you've found the one, and a certain theory proves you right.

─ word count | 2k

─ warnings | mention of doubt in relationships (not you and nico's ofc) and slight angst when it comes to ex's, BUT OTHER THAN THAT, tooth-rotting fluff u might just get diabetes 🥹

─ taglist | @dancerbailey3 @valluvsu @daisysnhl @dasiysthings @iminlovewithtz11 @literatureluster @lvrzegras @lxvleyzoe @bowen-power @ru-kru @jackhughesily @hearts-for-luke

─ ev's notes | i know this is SOOOO short but i still hope y'all enjoy! i love nico sm :( hes adorable :(((

You and Nico had been dating for almost 6 months and it has been nothing less of perfection, you'd never thought you'd meet someone who fit every single one of your boxes. He was handsome, tall but also very sweet, empathetic and mature. Before Nico, you had only dated self-involved assholes who only cared about their wants and needs.

Now, with Nico, everything felt different. He listened to you attentively, remembered all the little details you shared, and always made an effort to understand your perspective. His presence was calming, always making sure you were okay and somehow always knowing if you weren't, even if you insisted you were. Everything with Nico was effortless, you didn't have to try - you just knew.

Despite the love that enveloped your relationship, you couldn't shake the nagging feeling of doubt that occasionally crept into your mind. It wasn't about Nico himself - he was everything you had ever wanted and more - but rather a lingering fear that somehow, someday, it might all come crashing down. Maybe it was the scars left behind by past boyfriends, the ghost of heartbreaks past whispering cautionary tales in your ear. Or maybe it was simply the vulnerability that comes with opening your heart to another person so completely, knowing that the possibility of pain exists alongside the promise of love.

Yet, with each passing day, Nico continued to prove himself worthy of your trust, erasing any doubts with his unwavering love. He showed you, time and time again, that he was different; that he was here to stay.

"And then I looked inside of the car, and it was what looked like a sixteen year old." Nico shook his head as he bit into his sandwich. "A sixteen year old with a damn Porsche, can you believe it?"

You chuckled at Nico's story, shaking your head in disbelief. "A sixteen-year-old with a Porsche? That's insane. How did can they even afford it?"

Nico laughed, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "I have no idea. Must be nice to have such generous parents. My first car was my dad's old car, it was a really old Toyota Camry." Nico took a bite of sandwich before continuing, "I crashed it 3 times before getting my new car."

"Three times?" you exclaimed, unable to hide your surprise. "And you're still alive to tell the tale?"

Nico chuckled, shaking his head. "Yeah, I wasn't the best driver back then. It's a miracle that Camry held up. I learned my lesson, though. Now I drive like a grandparent."

"Oh, I know." You teased as you finally got your sandwich from the waitress, smiling up at her. "Thank you."

"Can you imagine crashing a Porsche? Imagine how much you'd have to spend fixing it." Nico shook his head as he looked at you.

"Crashing a Porsche? I can't even imagine affording one in the first place, let alone fixing it after a crash. That's a whole different level of stress." You shook your head as you took a bite of your sandwich.

Nico chuckled, leaning back in his chair. "Exactly. I'd rather stick to my reliable car. Besides, I've grown attached to it over the years. It's got character."

"Oh no, they put tomatoes in my sandwich." You gagged as you put down your sandwich, sighing.

"Wait, you don't like tomatoes?" Nico looked back at you in disbelief. "How do you not like tomatoes?"

You made a face, scrunching up your nose at the offending tomato slice. "I've just never been a fan. The texture, the taste – it's just not my thing." You began taking the tomatoes out from the sandwich.

Nico laughed, reaching across the table to grab the tomato slice from your plate. "Well, lucky for you, I happen to love tomatoes. Problem solved." He winked, placing the tomato on his own plate.

You laughed along with Nico. "God, they're disgusting."

Nico smirked, his dimple showing as he held up the tomato slice like a trophy. "More for me, then. Tomatoes are so good, especially in a sandwich."

You shook your head, feigning disgust. As you watched him enjoy the tomato slice with happiness, you couldn't help but feel a warmth spread through your chest. He was so cute. "Well, you can take all the tomatoes you want from me."

Nico grinned, "oh, I will. Don't you worry."

"Oh wait." You watched him eat the tomato. "This is the Olive Theory!"

"What the hell is the Olive Theory?" Nico looked confused as you smiled, excited. "Aren't we talking about tomatoes?" He smiled at your excitement.

You laughed, nodding eagerly. "Yes, yes, but bear with me. So, you know how in 'How I Met Your Mother,' Marshall and Lily have the Olive Theory?"

Nico furrowed his brow, trying to recall. "Vaguely. Something about olives?"

"Exactly!" you exclaimed, delighted that he was playing along. "So, the theory goes that Marshall hates olives, but Lily loves them. Whenever they order food, Marshall always gives his olives to Lily, and it's this little gesture of love and compatibility. The idea is that if one person hates olives and the other loves them, it's a sign of compatibility because it means you complement each other."

Nico's eyes lit up with understanding. "Ohh, I see where you're going with this. So, you hate tomatoes, but I love them. And I happily take them from you. It's like our own little Olive Theory."

"Exactly!" you exclaimed, your heart swelling with affection for him.

Nico couldn't help but smile at you. You were so cute, he couldn't help but laugh at how excited you got. Nico's laughter filled the air, his smile reflecting the warmth in his heart. "You're adorable, you know that?"

You felt a rush of warmth at his words, a blush creeping up your cheeks. "Well, I learned from the best," you teased, unable to hide the smile tugging at the corners of your lips.

Nico reached across the table, his hand finding yours as he squeezed it gently. "I mean it though, you're amazing. You're adorable when you get all excited about these little things, even if I don't understand half of the references you make."

You chuckled, appreciating his honesty. "Well, that just means we have more opportunities for you to learn and for me to share all my references with you."

Nico's eyes sparkled with affection as he held your gaze. "Yeah and then I can teach you about hockey, it's perfect."

You smiled at Nico's suggestion. "I'd love that! Hockey lessons from the expert himself. Now people won't call me a puck bunny."

Nico grinned, his enthusiasm contagious. "You'll be a pro in no time. Maybe you could even join the team, who knows?"

"Maybe I'll even be captain."

Nico shook his head, "Nah that's kind of my job."

You laughed as you gazed at your boyfriend, a warm smile playing on your face. "Alright, Captain, I'll let you keep the title. But maybe I can be the team's official cheerleader?"

"Well you're already my cheerleader so that wouldn't work very well, would it?" Nico shrugged as you laughed and shook your head.

You couldn't help but laugh at Nico's response. "I guess you're right. Can't double up on roles, can we?"

Nico smirked, "No can do, princess. You're my lucky charm not the team's."

You nodded your head in faux understanding as you played along with Nico's words. "Right, right. And I wouldn't have it any other way."

"Good cus I need my good luck charm." Nico smiled, his eyes warm with affection as he squeezed your hand once again.

"And you'll always be mine." You replied, his words filled you with a warm, fuzzy feeling, and you squeezed his hand gently in return. As you gazed into each other's eyes, you knew that no matter what happens, one thing remained: your love and support.

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[tojisun]

a cute idea just popped in my head!! imagine other bikers give simon an upside down peace sign (meaning ride safe/keep both wheelson the fround hehe) when his s/o with him. and she just waves her hand to others <3 they're the cutest couple 🥹

i definitely need a biker boyfriend in my life, yeah... that was all and now im going!! have a great day/night bestie <33 ☀️🌙

IM SORRY FOR JUST REPLYING TO THIS RN BUT AHHHH OH MY GOD THAT IS SO ADORABLE IM GONNA CHOKE!! thank u sm for sharing this omg ^3^

this ones short n told from outsider’s pov teehee <33

biker!simon mlist / star divider by @/plutism

ajax’s head turns when he hears the short honk from logan, the other whirling past the speeding sedan to trail beside ajax’s bike. he watches as logan brings his hand up, two fingers jutted out, and makes a pointing motion somewhere in front.

ajax follows logan’s signal, sitting up on his bike to see past the hoods of the cars, before catching sight of the infamous ‘ghost rider’ – a funny name given that the bike doesn’t remotely look like the harley that was used in the film, but one that stuck anyways. it was dubbed by a fan after seeing ghost in his first ever rally and ghost, with his sleek black skull mask and extra flare, took upon the name with pride.

but that’s not what logan was pointing at, ajax’s sure, because perched behind ghost’s bulk is a smaller figure, one whom ajax remembers hearing about – ghost’s darling girl. the man’s other half even when they’re polars of each other; sun and moon, or however else the two are described.

ajax isn’t really sure who started the rumour that the two are opposites because last time they all met, simon and his girl were equally… grossly in love.

finishing each other’s sentences, actions matching up even when they’re not looking at each other, defending each other’s honours type of grossly in love.

simon pulling his girl’s chair towards him because – and ajax thanks the otherman’s tact – it would have been too much if he just plucked her from her seat and plopped her on his lap type of grossly in love.

but ajax understands why – you’re simply such a beautiful person.

ajax’s not a shy guy – he’s sure shyness naturally gets replaced the moment one begins trusting themselves with their lives as they take on a bike – but there he had been, stuttering when talking to you. you had asked him how he knew of ghost and ajax swears it was like he almost forgot anything about himself. even how to ride a bike.

but you were so genuine with your interest in getting to know him that he felt so relaxed being around you; stutters getting replaced by the sureness in his voice, previous embarrassment getting trampled and replaced with comfort. ajax left that night feeling like he’s just been adopted as your older brother, lack of blood relations be damned.

logan’s light honking snaps ajax from his thoughts again and he turns to his friend, sending him a nod, before the two are revving their bikes to catch up to ghost rider.

when the two are close, logan splits from ajax until they’re flanking ghost on either side. it’s ajax who presses his horn button to catch ghost’s attention.

it’s laughably endearing how both you and ghost whirl your heads to turn to ajax, and while ajax can’t see ghost’s expression he’s blessed to see the way your glare melts away the moment you make eye contact with him.

one of your arm untangles from ghost’s waist to offer ajax an excitable wave. ajax raises his hand and points two fingers to the ground – ride safe! – hoping that you understand what it means, let alone know that it means anything.

ajax’s eyes flit towards ghost’s head and even though the other man is all visored up, ajax sees him nod back before returning the gesture.

logan honks on the other side of the pair and ajax watches as the interaction was mimicked. you give logan a happy wave as well and logan, the bastard, replies with a flying kiss.

ajax laughs when ghost flips logan off.

OH HOW ADORABLE THIS CONCEPT IS IM ACTUALLY SCREAMING AND KICKING MY FEET!! hope u liked this <33

adding more characters in this fun lore teehee >:)

#suns.f #biker!simon #simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley x reader #simon ghost riley #anon #ask #suns

[neuvistar]

LOTUS FLOWER. part 2 (fluff + neuvillette version)

— featuring ┊neuvillette x f!reader

— warnings / content warnings ┊fluff ver! these sweethearts as fathers AAA, established relationships (u guys r married!!) genshin papas on the brain rn guys ! !

— a/n ┊omg stop i didn’t post this the day after lotus flower pt 2 but it’s okay! uhmm.. anyways! here’s part two of this guys ! ! it’s literally like a copy of my hsr fic (hsr men as fathers) but whatevs!! i’m planning 2 do the other five as well n maybe more genshin men before october ends bc i am SOOOO late it’s not even funny guys.. reblogs VERY much appreciated !

#𝟏 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐃𝐀𝐃, 𝐍𝐄𝐔𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄

— NEUVILLETTE is an outstanding father, let’s make that very clear! he’s like that typa father that’s a little protective but also let’s his kids run off with the wind ! he loves seeing them run free whenever he takes care of them, there’s just something about his children’s happiness that makes him happy too. neuvillette is a sweetheart yes we all know that, but i’m sure there are times where he can be protective of his little dragonlings n protect them if needed ! he worries a lot about his behaviour n wonders if he’s too overbearing, or too carefree with his kids, please let him know that he’s doing just fine !

— NEUVILLETTE in my opinion would have about 2-3 (damn) little dragonlings! (or more.. maybe..) two boys n maybe a little daughter! he would love all his babies from the moon and back ! he ADORES them, and i mean ADOREEESSS them !! when you first gave birth to your first child, he probably started crying tears of joy because of how happy he is bringing a new life onto this world, he adores his babies sm trust me

— NEUVILLETTE would probably ask some melusines to babysit and help with his kids! just imagine, neuvillette working in his office while his babies run around alongside a melusine! ITS SO CUTE ! he thinks it’s absolutely adorable how close of a relationship his dragonlings have with them, it’s just so so cute !

— NEUVILLETTE is an outstanding father n all, but i feel like he would want 2 be a lil more extra ! because of the fact his hair might’ve been tied by the melusines, i feel like he would shyly ask the melusines for advice on how to tie hair or style it in general, he would work SO hard to perfect it ! everyday your little princess would always have her hair done by her papa, who spent many many minutes trying his best to perfect her hair !

“did daddy do your hair again?”

“mhm! papa always does my hair ! i like it when he does it, i really like the clips! <3” (SO CUTE)

— NEUVILLETTE would also be thrilled when his kids inherit his little horns and dragon features, i can only imagine him sitting down with them and telling them all about the past, and how they should love themselves and their unique features. despite that, he lets them know that they will be loved no matter their indifferences from everyone else. because of his deep longing of learning more about his existence and his belonging to fontaine, neuvillette is a man of his words.. he’s willing to teach his kids these sorts of things, he wouldn’t want them to undergo such stressful things at such young ages, he loves his babies and he WILL make sure they know he and their mama loves them very much !

“i— hng.. princess! you need to take a bath!” neuvillette’s face twists with worry as his kids run around the house, their tails and horns they inherited from him swishing and moving around as smooth as the sea, the waves and waves of laughter filling his ears. “come now, your mother will be upset if she sees you all walking around like this..!” the chief justice scratched the back of his neck, running after his dragonlings with a small towel in his hands. ah, this has always been a common issue. neuvillette was worried about his kids slipping and hurting themselves more than anything else in the world

thanking the archons above, neuvillette wrapped his strong arms around his dragonlings and scooped them up.. sighing in relief. “alright alright.. you little dragons are giving papa such a hard time.. bonté.“ the larger male chuckled, drying his babies with the towel with a sense of relief, his lips curved into a soft smile. “now, will you promise papa not to run around like that again?” his voice was gentle, like he was trying not to make it seem like he was scolding them.

“uh-huh! we promise!”

“mm.. i don’t believe you.” neuvillette coos, kissing the temple of their foreheads with a light stroke to their hair. “come now, let’s go make some food for your mother while we wait.. your mom must be exhausted after she comes back, right?”

“mhm!”

#ᖭི༏ᖫྀ maryse’s diary ૮꒰˶˃̵ ^ ˂̵˵꒱ა #genshin : papas ! ♡ #genshin papas talk with maryse #genshin papas : neuvillette ! #neuvillette <33 #neuvi kissies <3 #genshin impact #genshin fluff #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #neuvillette fluff #neuvillette x reader #neuvilette x you

[auras-moonstone]

OMG CAN YOU WRITE A ETHAN LANDRY BASED OFF WILLOW PLS 🙏🙏 I LOVE UR WORK SM

i was writing invisible string when i got your request and i thought i could combine both songs! hope you don’t mind <3

invisible string — ethan landry

word count: 1,696

pairing: slytherin!ethan landry x ravenclaw!fem!reader

summary: ethan, who does not believe in soulmates, meets y/n, a hopeless romantic who is obsessed with the subject and makes him change his mind. later, they find out that all along there was an invisible string tying them to each other.

warnings: none, just fluff <3 it’s a hogwarts au but you don’t have to had watched harry potter to understand.

EVEN IN THE WIZARDING WORLD, SOULMATES WERE EXTREMELY RARE. Very few wizards were lucky enough to have a person that was quite literally meant for them. The amount of people who claimed had found their soulmates could be counted with one hand.

Being the hopeless romantic that she was, Y/N had always been obsessed with the concept of soulmates. She had read every single book about the topic, and her fascination never ceased.

Legend has it, if you had been blessed by Merlin with a soulmate, their initials would appear on your wrists when you turned 18—the legal age for wizards—, and if you happened to be near your soulmate, the thread that tied you to them would stop being invisible and would show its golden colour. No one but the two parts involved would be able to see it, so that’s why some wizards—the majority of them—didn’t fully believe soulmates existed.

Ethan Landry was part of the sceptic’s group. The wizarding civilisation was enormous, and only less than five people had found their soulmate? He called bluff. They were just trying to get some attention. Besides, the entire concept felt really silly to him.

“Do you mind if I sit here? It's the only corner where the sun doesn't hit” a sweet voice interrupted his study session. Ethan raised his head and his heart threatened to leave his chest when he came across two beautiful bright eyes and an adorable shy smile.

“Sure, no problem.” the Slytherin smiled at the Ravenclaw. That’s the most perfect smile I’ve ever seen, Y/N thought as she sat across from him.

That morning the sun was shining brightly and the temperature was perfect—neither hot nor cold—, so Y/N decided to read at her usual spot next to the Black Lake. With a content smile, she opened her favourite book and started her daily reading as she twirled her fingers around the green grass below her.

Ethan’s curious eyes took in the book cover and couldn’t help but chuckle as he read the title: The tale of the four soulmates.

Y/N looked up from her book and frowned at him. “Share the joke so we can laugh together.”

“I’m sorry, it’s just… do you read it for pure entertainment, or do you actually believe in soulmates?” he asked, scrunching his nose. And if he didn’t look so insulted by her beliefs, she would’ve thought it was a cute action.

“I do believe in them.” she answered, this time more politely.

“Why?”

“I don’t really have a certain reason. Isn’t it just so pretty to think that all along there was an invisible string tying you to your person?”

He wanted to scream ‘No, it isn’t!’, but he couldn’t, not when her entire being lit up as she talked about it. He wasn’t a monster, he couldn’t be rude to someone just because they thought differently.

“I guess it is… pretty, but I still don’t believe it. There hasn’t been any proof besides doubtful testimonies.” Ethan shrugged.

“That’s fair.” she said. “But, I mean, if you think about it, muggles think wizards exist sorely on movies and books. And yet, here we are. Why is it so hard for people to believe soulmates exist too?”

“You have a point. Unfortunately, I won’t believe it until I see it.”

“You won’t be able to see it, unless you have one.”

“I guess if it happens to someone I trust, I would believe their word.” Ethan said.

“I hope it happens. And when it does, remember when you laughed at the poor girl who sat by you next to the Black Lake.”

Ethan laughed, and it was the best sound Y/N had ever heard. “If it happens, I’ll look for you and apologise. How does that sound?.”

“Looking forward to it.” she smiled. “What’s your name, sceptic?”

The boy opened his mouth to reply when Chad, his best friend, strode towards him and grabbed him by the arm. “Snape is looking for you, and he seemed pretty angry.”

Ethan threw an apologetic glance at the girl. “See you are around, mystical girl.”

The girl rolled her eyes playfully “See you around, sceptic.”

NEITHER OF THE TWO TEENAGERS COULD STOP BUMPING INTO EACH OTHER SINCE THAT SHORT ENCOUNTER. If they hadn’t been so consumed by the electric spark that took over their bodies everytime they saw each other, they would’ve realized that maybe it wasn’t coincidental at all—it was their string pulling them together, because the time of the revelation was getting close and the tie grew stronger with the passing of days.

Ethan had already turned 18, and the unexpected happened—two initials appeared on the inside of his wrist. Y/N/I Y/L/N/I. There were lots of people with those initials, how the hell was he supposed to figure it out? He wished he could talk to that girl, the one who was constantly trying to change his mind about soulmates, but sadly they were on winter holidays.

Every encounter they had, she would tell him one fact about soulmates. And truth was, the more she said, the less he knew how to keep his sceptic mind. Her words had cut through him like a knife. And now that he had proof, there was nothing left to doubt. He couldn't wait to go back to Hogwarts and spill everything, but he also couldn't help feeling a bit disheartened about it. Ethan had taken a liking towards the girl, and he couldn't see himself getting to know anyone else but her.

He didn't know why, but his thoughts always bent towards her. He couldn't help it, it was like being lost in a current he could not free himself from.

Y/N's feelings weren't different from his at all. It was exhausting. Everytime she laid her head on the pillow, she could feel him sneaking in. And it weren't just dreams about him, her mind wondered about him throughout her whole day, and it bothered her a little. Firstly, because she didn't even know his name. And second, she just found out she had a soulmate.

"Mom, I'm going to go for a walk." Y/N yelled as she grabbed her coat.

As she strolled down the lighted up narrow street that was filled with dive bars, she thought about the revelation. It was supposed to be the happiest moment of her life. She had been waiting for her 18th birthday for years, but now she wished she hadn't been blessed with a soulmate. The prospect of finding them wasn’t so exciting anymore, and it was all because of that sceptic, brunet boy with wide eyes and radiant smile.

Y/N lowered her gaze down to her wrist and traced her fingers over the initials. E. L. "Will I ever find you?" and as she voiced the thought, she felt a pull on her body that made her come to a stop. She looked around the isolated street, but she didn't find anything. And then, she saw a flicker of gold in her periphery.

Her heart trumped as she followed the trail of the golden string. It came out of her wrist and it was guiding her towards a dive bar. This was it, her soulmate was there. Before she knew it, she was opening the door of the small bar illuminated by neon lights.

Her soulmate was staring right at her, and he wore the same appalled expression as her. Like compasses, their feet dragged them towards each other, meeting in the middle. Of course it was him, she thought, it had always been him.

“Hi, sceptic boy. What a turn of events, right?” she smiled at him. She was static, clouded by happiness.

“The best plot twist to ever exist.” Ethan mirrored her smile. “I guess, now in handsight, it was pretty obvious, right?”

Y/N let out a laugh as she nodded “So many clues we didn’t see.”

Ethan felt his chest might explode from happiness as he look down at their hands. The golden string was sparkling almost as much as the soulmates, who couldn’t get over the discovery. “I can’t believe this is happening. I’m so glad it’s you.”

“Me too.” she whispered, jointing their hands. Warmth spread through their bodies, and Ethan wrapped her in his arms.

“You wrecked my plans.” he said with a laugh, as he guided her to the stools. Y/N frowned in confusion, so he continued. “I was planning to wallow in sadness.”

“Why? What happened?” she asked worriedly. Ethan smiled at that, and then extended his right hand, showing her the initials. The girl’s eyes filled with sadness. “You didn’t want a soulmate?”

“Not if it wasn’t you.”

Y/N sighed in relief, pinching his ribs. “You scared me, asshole.” he laughed and muttered an apology. “By the way, we never exchanged names.”

“I’m Ethan Landry, ex-sceptic.” he winked at her.

“Y/N Y/L/N, and you, sir, owe me an apology.”

He stood up, putting his hands on her waist. She was sitting on the tall stool, making them be at the same height. “I’m really sorry for laughing at you.”

“Mmm… I don’t know if I should forgive you. Soulmates had always been a big deal to me.” she said playfully, fixing the already fixed collar of his shirt.

“Maybe I can bribe you?” he smirked, his hands trailed slowly from her waist to the back of her neck. “I’ve been told I’m a great kisser.”

Y/N frowned. “I don’t wanna know what your exes say about you” not to be toxic, but picturing him with other girls made her want to throw up.

“You’re so cute.” he laughed. “Maybe I shouldn’t have said that. But I want you to know that ever since I met you, I have been all about you. No one else.”

“Good.” she said with a sufficient smile.

“You stink with jealousy.” he scrunch his nose in a teasing manner.

Y/N rolled her eyes. “Shut up and kiss me, asshole.”

Ethan laughed and pulled her into a soft and magical kiss. “I’m in heaven.” he muttered between kisses.

“Wow, you went from aromantic to a sappy boy.”

“I know.” he sighed, acting frustrated. “I’m not ashamed though, I’m obsessed with you and I plan to show it everyday.”

“Now that sounds like heaven.”

#ethan landry #ethan landry fluff #ethanlandry #ethan landry angst #ethan landry smut #ethan landry x reader #ethan landry x y/n #ethan landry x you #jack champion #jack champion x reader #jack champion x y/n #jack champion oneshot #jack champion imagine #jackchampion #jack champion fluff #jack champion fanfic #ethan landry oneshot #scream 6 #scream fanfic #harry potter au #scream movies #scream iv

[screeching-bunny]

hi love ur work sm

can we have part 3 of yandere General i wanna know how their life after marriage and how he treats her

Yandere! General pt.3

Warnings: Obsessive Behavior, Yandere Thoughts, Bad Writing, Stalking, Possessive Behavior, Reader is Referred as ‘You’

Pt.2

You were afraid of your new husband and Yandere! General was well aware of this. He knew that after everything he's pulled it would take a while before you could fully love and trust him. Surprisingly, after getting married he starts to become softer and would often do acts of service for you. Although he was a lot kinder to you, you were still wary of him and tensed whenever he was around. Which is how you were right now, laying bed with your husband as stiff as a board. Yandere! General was currently big spooning you as he slept and whenever you tried to wiggle out, his grip only kept on getting tighter. You had a feeling that he was probably still awake and was just doing this on purpose. Every night he would do this as if he felt comfort in knowing that you were trapped in his arms. There was nothing that you could do about it so you just let it happen.

When mornings would come he would always make sure to wake up bright and early to cook you some breakfast. Even though he has maids to do the cooking he won’t let them, this is because you once complimented his cooking and he’s been living this high for a while. Surprisingly, he has really good cooking skills and it never fails to amaze you each time. Due to traveling and his many battles during war in other countries he knows a wide variety of recipes. He’s always whipping up something new for you each time. If he can, he always makes sure to whip your food into a cute shape for you to eat. It’s a part of his creative process so don’t question it.

As time goes on you begin to warm up to your husband due to how soft he is with you. After all, he did stop you from marrying an old man and from your family so you honestly can’t complain too much. On weekends, he likes to take long strolls hand-in-hand through the meadows and tell you stories about his many adventures. Sometimes, the two of you would engage in mock "strategy battles" in the garden where Yandere! General would always allow you to outwit him. Another thing that he enjoys is going on picnics with you, where he would playfully lift you up as the two of you crossed a little stream. Yandere! General loves dancing under the moonlight with you and he'd twirl you around like you were young sweethearts on their first date. He just finds you really adorable and cute.

Yandere! General can’t be home all the time due to his job and would make sure that you’re well taken care of when he’s gone. Will leave small notes for you to find from him all over the mansion like a treasure hunt. He makes sure that it’s damn near impossible for you to have any chance of escape and hires people to monitor your every move. When he’s out in war he’d make sure to stop by any shop that catches his eye to buy any clothes, accessories, trinkets, etc that he thinks that you might like.

Soldier: “Sir, what do you think our next course of action should be? ….. Sir?”

Yandere! General: *currently window shopping for you*

Soldier: “....”

Everytime he arrives back home he makes sure to never come back empty handed and will always bring back flowers for you. The flowers are proudly placed in the middle of the dining room table. He cherishes quiet nights by the fireplace, reading books and sharing laughter. He’d have you read aloud the book that you’re indulging yourself in so he can enjoy it with you. Occasionally, you would even fall asleep on the couch, wrapped right in his arms, reminding him of the peace he found with you. He lives for moments like these and when it's time to take you to bed he’d walk in circles in the living room just to hold onto you a little longer.

Fall is filled with the two of you making leaf piles that he would throw you into. During this time of year the two of you harvest apples together so that he can bake you an apple pie. Winter time is filled with joyous hours where the two of you would build snowmen, engaging in friendly snowball fights that often ended with laughter and playful kisses in the snow. During the springtime you are bombarded with many flowers and homemade chocolates. Then the two of you would plant flowers in the garden together. In the summer, when the fireflies adorned the night sky, Yandere! General craftily builds you a swing in the oak garden. Where the two of you would spend countless evenings gently swaying back and forth, laughing like carefree children, and promising (totally not Yandere! General forcing you to say this) to stay together, no matter where life's journey took you.

When he feels stressed, he comes to you for comfort. He finds solace having you in his arms. To him it feels like you're a haven of peace and love. He only shows his soft sides to you and never to others. Dislikes it when anyone sees him that way and would gouge out their eyes if they ever did. Isn’t very transparent about the things that are bothering him, he’d rather not have you stress or worry about it. Views you as something that’s delicate even if you’re not and believes that he can break you anytime he puts too much strength in you. Which is also another reason why he keeps weapons away from you.

As I said before Yandere! General is the type of guy who likes to maintain order and likes when his rules are followed. Make sure to absolutely never piss him off. So as long as you follow them and don’t disrespect him then he’s a fairly good husband but if not then he’s very harsh on the punishments. Follow his rules unless you wanna say goodbye to one of your legs.

#yandere #yandere headcanons #yandere imagines #yandere x y/n #yandere x you #yandere scenarios #yandere x darling #yandere x reader #male yandere #yandere oc #yandere general

[chrollohearttags]

bestie i love your version of eren sm!!!! could you give like a deep dive on his personality and his hobbies? i'm so obsessed and i can't get enough, i've been listening to the ej core playlist on repeat! tysm for writing him so well he's such a comfort

thank you sm bestie!!! I can’t believe somebody else actually listens to it besides me!! But of course I can 🥹 I’ve missed him so bad.

so I’ve talked about this forever ago but eren was always a very introverted person. Even as a kid, he stayed to himself and he just struggled with interacting with people. But mainly because he just loved music over everything else so he shut out the rest of the world. He had Mikasa and Armin for a little while but they were also the kids of famous billionaires so they moved around and were gone once he became a teenager. Eren used to despise small talk and had lowkey terrible communication skills (still love him though! 😭). But he’s honestly just not used to having people around him that he could truly relate to. Another thing about him, even though he left home really young, he is a mama’s boy! He and miss Carla are best friends and he don’t play about her. She has songs with voicemails of her hyping him up on it. She comes to his shows and y’all know Mrs. Jaeger is a baddie so she gets mistaken for his sister or his fans will try to get with her lmao!! His dad on the other hand? Not so much and it’s been hard for him to mend their relationship (for reasons coming in the later chapters). It’s affected a lot of his adult life but he doesn’t like to talk about it much. Which made him really guarded. He started putting all his feelings into his art to help not only himself but others heal. So many fans hear his music and says it’s helped them through the hardest times. To his core though, Eren is truly a sweetheart. Behind his black clothes and nail polish, all the jewelry and emo look, he’s so nice and is also very sensitive. It may take him a while to open up (and trust, he will damn near push you away) but he is such a loverboy to his core. He’s a natural protector and will go to the end of the earth for the ones he adores. Someone said that (y/n) truly healed his inner child and I agree 😭

As far as his hobbies, outside of music of course..he LOVESSS cars! Specifically older muscle cars. He goes to car shows and races all the time. Fans will spot him and ask him for autographs, whole time he’s geeking out over the different motors and vehicle types. He tinkers with old ones and tries to fix them too. He also has a CRAZY collection of new and vintage that’s worth millions. He loves drawing and has actually drawn a lot of the tattoos he has. Like his dragon piece, one he designed for (y/n) and a couple others. He’s an all around creative and he has to be doing something all the time. He’s also big into video games and he and his friends stream on Twitch.

#cherry’s asks 🍒 #nonnies 🍒🌹 #my lore on this man is never ending sorry 😭 #but yeah #I hope this kinda explains him better #eren x black fem!reader #aot x black reader #eren jaeger #aot au #aot eren #eren yeager #attack on titan #attack on titan au #musician x influencer au #musician au #character lore #character backstory #modern au

[barbiedragon]

If you’re taking reqs for the Daemyra series I had an idea where someone else wants to date the reader and is trying to woo her away from daemon & Rhaenyra and they get super protective. I hope that makes sense! I really adore your writing btw

Thank you sm, love! This went a little bit smutty/dark. I can always do something softer later if that's more of what you're looking for, I combined this plot with another request for bratty!reader

WC: 1.7

Warnings: BDSM themes, possessive!Daemyra, bondage, humiliation, implied spanking, overstimulation, fingering, rough oral (m receiving), heavy emotional impact (minors dni)

*comments/reblogs appreciated

Champagne and Rubies Masterlist

 

A smile spread across your face as you swiped open the text to read.  Daemon’s fingers tapped against the countertop as he watched you.

“What has you in such a good mood this morning?” he hummed. 

You glanced over at him.

“Just a friend,” you replied.  You were playing with fire and well aware of it.  It was your own self-destructive attitude.  Everything was going to well and you didn’t trust it.  It’s not as if you were going to cross the line, you wouldn’t do that.

“What friend?” Daemon questioned as his voice dropped an octave, making you shiver.

“You don’t know them,” you replied with a little shrug as you placed your phone down then went to get a cold pressed juice from the fridge.

“You’re lying.”  The accusation made you scowl (even if he was right) and you slammed the refrigerator door shut before you spun around to glare at him.  You clenched the plastic bottle of carrot juice tightly in your hand.  The thought of tossing it at his head seemed a thrilling one for a moment.

“Why do you say that?” you hissed instead.

You watched as he drained the last of his espresso before stepping over to you.  “Because I know you, little girl.  Your tells are far too easy,” he stated simply before his hands grabbed your shoulders then pressed you into the sleek, stainless steel of the fridge.  The bottle dropped from your hand to clatter onto the floor.

“Daemon,” you growled.

“What’s his name?” he demanded.  “Who is this cunt that thinks he can steal you away from me and Rhaenyra? Hmm? What has he offered you?”

The truth was nothing.  You had worked with him on a group assignment in sociology and he flirted with you.  Harmless….just a text every now and then, but it was nice.  You enjoyed attention, you could never deny that you didn’t.  You liked how he smiled at you and the stupid saccharine texts he would send that made your eyes roll.  You could tell he was a bit of a romantic, and while that wasn’t where your tastes lay, it had been something different.  He couldn’t offer you the luxuries they did and you seriously doubted he would be gifted in bed when they knew exactly how to make your body sing.  But he might have loved you; that was the one doubt that swam in your head with them.  Thought this arrangement wasn’t meant to be about love, was it?

“Let go of me,” you demanded weakly.  

“No.”

“Daemon!”

“Tell me.”

“Fuck you,” you hissed as you tried to wiggle away from him.

He let you go then stormed over to where your phone was, quickly snatching it in his hand.  You kicked the plastic bottle across the floor before you lunged yourself at him.  Daemon chuckled as he took hold of you easily, pressing you against his side with one strong arm as the thumb of his other hand scrolled through your texts.

“Oh bunny, you’re in trouble.”

~~

“Open,” Rhaenyra instructed before she shoved two fingers into your mouth.  You whined then gagged softly as she swirled them around your mouth then hit the back of your throat slightly.  Your knees were starting to ache, the heels of your feet pressed into your sore, raw ass (never underestimate how angry Rhaenyra could get) and your wrists felt a bit numb as you shifted them around Daemon’s red tie that kept them bound.  She pulled her fingers out roughly, a soft popping sound filled the room.

Her black skirt was bunched around her hips with one red bottomed heel pressed firmly against the floor while her other leg draped over the arm of the leather desk chair.  The shoe on that foot dangled from her toes, threatening to fall onto the floor.  She didn’t have on panties and you watched as her fingers ran over her puffy, pink folds.  One of the spit soaked fingers parted her lips before sinking inside.

“I bet you wish you could bury your tongue in my cunt, sweet bunny,” she teased before she added a second.  “But only good girls get to taste me.”

Rhaenyra found a steady rhythm and all you could do was watch her pussy swallow her fingers.  You let out a needy whine just as Daemon came into the home office.  Your eyes flicked lower for a moment to focus on the hardwood floor beneath you.  He stepped behind her chair, one hand moved across her shoulder before sliding down her eggplant hued blouse to pinch a nipple then made his towards her cunt.  You let your gaze lift to watch two of his fingers press inside of her cunt, the rings on his fingers disappearing between her pink folds while he stuffed her full.  His mouth claimed the curve of her neck.

Her head lolled back against his chest as she removed her slender fingers in order to let his thick ones do all the work.  Your own pussy throbbed, longing to be filled as you watched them.  This day was already proving to be long and terrible.  Even if you hated to admit this was exactly what you needed.  Everything was so fucking complicated, love was fucking weird and you wondered what the fuck was wrong with you.  They could have easily shoved you out of their lives, out of the arrangement, but instead they were giving you precisely what your dark little heart longed for.  As much as you adored the gifts, the tuition being covered, pretending to care about those romantic texts from the other person you would never be with; what you really wanted….needed….was this possessive, jealous and all-consuming love.

“Please….I’m sorry,” you whined.  Daemon’s head snapped up to fix you with a stern glare.

“Who the fuck said you could speak?” he spat out.

Your lower lip wobbled as you dropped your head.  The tears burned in the corners of your eyes.

“That’s what I thought,” he said sharply before his lips pushed against Rhae’s neck again.  You watched the drops splatter onto the floor beneath you as her moans filled the room.  Maybe if you focused hard enough the floor would swallow you up.  You knew your tears might work on Rhaenyra, they definitely wouldn’t on Daemon except only to spur him on.  You heard the light thud as her shoe finally hit the ground followed by the loud cry of pleasure as an orgasm washed over her.

Soon you found yourself staring at the shiny leather of Daemon’s shoes before he lifted your chin.  His thumb traced over your lips before pulling away to undo his belt then his trousers. His fingers still shiny with Rhaenyra’s juices. He said nothing as he pulled out his cock, letting the heavy hood slap against your lips. You parted your mouth, letting your tongue run gently over the skin until he grew hard and the pink tip emerged.  You suckled on his tip like a sweet little kitten before working his cock into your mouth. Once it was seated inside, his hand pressed to the back of your head to urge in deeper.  You sputtered around him, but kept in place.  You needed to be good.  You wanted them to know you loved them.  Only wanted them.

His hips picked up a punishing pace as his cock claimed every inch of your mouth and throat.  More tears dribbled down your cheeks as your spit coated his shaft.  You couldn’t bear to look at him as he fucked your face.  You almost choked as the warm, weighted cum dripped down your throat.  You made sure to swallow every drop.

“Show me,” Daemon demanded as he tugged sharply on your hair.

You stuck your tongue out to show him every drop was gone.  “Hmm,” he said before he stepped behind.  You cursed yourself for expecting some kind of praise, but you were surprised when he untied your wrists before he pushed your forward until your shoulders touched the floor.  His large hands caressed over your abused ass, mottled with raised marks from his rings, from her rings and the sharp bite of his belt.  He spread your cheeks then teased your tight pucker with the tip of his thumb before sliding it down to your swollen pussy.  Last night had been of blur of them making you cum over and over again until you were a sobbing mess.

His palm slapped down against the tender flesh that elicited a deep whine as tear damped your lashes and blurred your vision.

“Bunny, who do you belong to?” Daemon asked as his thumb traced over your swollen bud.

“Y….you,” you croaked, throat feeling raw and dry.

“Ah, say it properly.”

Rhaenyra knelt in front of you, her hands soft as she stroked your damp hair.  “Whose?” she questioned as her fingers swiped at your tears.  Your chest heaved, still pressed against the ground while every nerve in your body surged with the sweet pain.  Daemon’s rubs against your clit were painfully slow as it teased you to the edge.

“I belong to mommy and daddy,” you whispered.

The rubbing was replaced with a sharp slap to your clit.  “Louder.”

Another sob racked your body.  Rhaenyra’s hand rubbed the back of your neck.

“I belong to mommy and daddy!” you cried out as the soothing rub returned.

“That’s right, bunny,” Rhaenyra hummed.  Daemon alternated between rubbing and slapping your clit until you squirted against his palm.  You heard the deep chuckle he made.

“Now I don’t think that silly boy could have done that, could he?” Daemon taunted.

“N….no daddy,” you blubbered out before you pressed your face into Rhaenyra’s lap.  Her hands stroked the back of your head, neck and shoulders while your body twitched and shivered.

Daemon’s large hands gripped your hips as his thumbs rubbed tenderly against your lower back, smoothing over the muscle and bone.  There was a relief in being taken apart then put back together again.  You suppose that’s why you had towed the line in order to get what you needed.  Asking didn’t always come easy to you for these desires, but they always knew how to take care of you.

“Do you forgive me?” you whispered.  Had to hear it.

“Of course we do,” Rhaenyra assured you.  One down.

You felt Daemon’s hands continue to you stroke your body before he lifted you, letting you settle against his chest.

“I would never let anyone take you away from us,” he stated as your head tucked under his chin and you melted against him.

That would work.

Tag list: @aemondsdaemons @the-dragon-heiress

#request #daemon x reader #daemon targaryen #daemon targaryen x reader #fem!reader #daemon targaryen imagine #daemon targaryen smut #rhaenyra targaryen #rhaenyra x fem!reader #rhaenyra x reader #daemon x fem!reader #rhaenyra targaryen smut #rhaenyra targaryen imagine #hotd smut #hotd imagine #daemyra x reader #champagne and rubies verse #hotd modern au

[tmntxthings]

∑—fic. recommendations゜・。

tmntxthings rules & masterlist

《warning: some fics may be nsfw 18+ read the labels for context》

I really wanted a place to show more appreciation for other tmnt writers, so here we are, plus points for organization teehee, I’ll be adding more as I continue to read <3

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its you by @ashbub

〈rottmnt, fluff, young!leo, oneshot〉

super duper cute, loved seeing a young reckless leo hehe <3 ash has amazing fics for donnie too

chair-ry on top by @marwhoa

〈rottmnt, fluff, oneshot〉

cutesy meet, despite the monster hehe, leo and his puns, go read all of marlowe’s stuff, rn

the key to my heart by @navithescribe

〈rottmnt, fluff, multi〉

smitten leo teehee, he’s hooked from chapter one

so shell feed by @pxrtalchopped

〈rottmnt, fluff, crack, multi〉

one of the first rise!leo fics i ever read, super fun <3

quick sketch by @landsel

〈rottmnt, nsfw 18+, fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, multi〉

eeeeeeee, the feels, im in loveeee, the writinggg, the art, the storyyyyy mwah mwah <3

like father, like son by @eternalglitch

〈rottmnt, angst, multi〉

gonna be completely honest, i couldn’t read past chapter ten-ish but maybe one day my fragile heart will toughen up to finish, honestly a staple rottmnt fic, the writing is devastatingly beautiful <3

little blue hearts by @thelaundrybitch

〈bayverse, 18+, fluff, angst, multi〉

i rlly like the trust building it makes the story so much more realistic, & how relatable/funny all the characters are hehehe, go check out her other works too!! <3

一→ | donatello hamato | ←一

donnie has little mercy on the injured by @dancingdonatello / @pikoit

『rottmnt, fluff, hurt/comfort, oneshot』

loved this, donnie’s nice but yk he has a bad boy persona hehe, they have plenty more oneshots too, go read them alllllll

in my head, we belong by @dancingdonatello / @pikoit

『rottmnt, angst, fluff, hurt/comfort, multi』

my heart strings were tugged plenty of times throughout this one, and yes it is completed!

crush too much by @afreakingdork

『rottmnt, fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, multi』

oml no words, just go read, you won’t be disappointed, love love love this <3

weird city, weirder neighbors by @in-a-black0ut

『rottmnt, fluff, multi』

super fun, donnie my guy, what a greeting heheheh <3

cool for the summer by @stormywritestuff

『rottmnt, nsfw 18+, fluff, angst, multi』

so so detailed and intricate, love the relationship building, feels so lifelike in the best gritty way possible <3 also i couldn’t find the original post on ash’s tumblr so i went with landsel’s post hehe <3

perfectionists by @rheawritesforfun

『rottmnt, nsfw 18+, fluff, oneshot』

loved. that. sm. rhea has plenty more awesome works for the our beloved turtles, go!!! run!!!! <3

baskè-ball by @thegreat-aristurtle

『rottmnt, fluff, oneshot』

another rottmnt staple in my opinion, like if you haven’t read this yet run run run, beautiful writing <3

hold on by @dunk-on-em-ao3

『rottmnt, sibling angst, hurt/comfort, oneshot』

wahhhhhhh donnie my sweet soft shell turtle, this one rlly hit hard, the differences between donnie and his brothers & feelings that come with being ‘different’ lovely read <3

alpha stage by @snailsnaps

『rottmnt, sibling fluff/angst, multi』

this idea is so so neat and cute, I think the consequences here are the most intriguing, hehe link leads to their masterlist!! <3

softie by @rising-shellshock

『rottmnt, fluff, oneshot』

oh my lord this was so adorable, my heart stuttered a couple of times because i could just feeeeeel the love, pouring out of both donnie & reader, super duper cute <333

like you by @msbarrybeeson

『rottmnt, fluff, angst』

this was one of the first donnie x reader fics i ever read, and it took til now to find it again !!!! another rottmnt staple, the dialogue is just perfect, it’s like I can hear their voices, check out part two!! <33

一→ | raphael hamato | ←一

the red king and his crimson heart by @b00tyshakerr9000

〔rottmnt, fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, multi〕

sooo sweet, raph’s a big softie, jay also has another multi fic for donnie <3 check out their stuff

first sight by @yn-hamato

〔rottmnt, fluff, angst, oneshot〕

definitely a cute meet, idc about the circumstances hehehe, tess has more amazing fics too check ‘em out <3

teensy-weensy hiccup, oops by @marwhoa

〔2k12, fluff, oneshot〕

ahhhhh i just love a little jealous raph hehe, again go check out marlowe’s stuff !!!! the bestest !!! <3

ego boost by @raphsgrl

〔bayverse, nsfw 18+, fluff, oneshot〕

so they didn’t rlly have a title so i just made one up >.< i hope that’s okay, just for labeling purposes hehe <333 on another note xD woof!! raph is a hottie right here <3

一→ | michelangelo hamato | ←一

golden hour by @b00tyshakerr9000

{rottmnt, angst, hurt/comfort, oneshot}

wahhhhhhhh my heartttttt T^T~~~~~ such a good read!!! <3

to fill a hole by @ray-jaykub

｛bayverse, nsfw 18+, fluff, oneshot｝

mikey is just so flippin cute, reunions are the best ;D heheheh <3

holding out for a hero by @sharpwindow

{bayverse, nsfw 18+, fluff, oneshot}

him just trying to hold out, and listen to splinter’s advice sksksksksks such a cutie, they also have a bunch more fics <3

#fic rec #fic recommendation #tmnt fandom #rottmnt #rottmnt x you #rottmnt x y/n #rottmnt x reader #leo x reader #donnie x reader #raph x reader #mikey x reader #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt #leonardo #raph #donatello #mikey #michelangelo #raphael #leo #donnie #hamato clan #tmnt bayverse #tmnt 2k12

[the-solar-system52]

TPOH UPDATE THEORY

THERE HE IS!!!! MY GUY!!!! IM GOING INSANE OVER HIM RIGHT NOW!! LOOK AT HIS EXPRESSIONS!! I LOVE HIM SM BEST CHARACTER EVER!!

Also look at Hero putting his hat back on! I really hope these two get more time to bond in this chapter! Plus I noticed a little star shape beside him on the first panel? Like an emote or something? I wonder what that's supposed to mean.

PLUS WE GOT A SPEECH BUBBLE! Albeit it's empty, but the fact that it exists may hint at him getting some dialogue in the future??

HE LOOKS SO CALM AND CHILL ABOUT EVERYTHING?? No wonder he's just ignoring Anxiety. Make sense since he's the opposite of RGB, but I wonder how long this collectivness will last. (AND HERO LOOKS ADORABLE HERE)

AND WHAT IS HE DOING HERE??

He's definitely taking advantage of his static electricity, but to do what? Charge his cane with LIGHTNING? (that'd be so cool) But wouldn't that decapitate his hand or something?

In the first panel, he seems to notice that the glass from the mirror maze is stuck inside his suit. And in this one, the shards of glass seem to be falling out from his sleeve. Was this just a side effect of whatever he's doing with his cane or is it the goal? Trying to get all the pointy shards that may hurt him out so he can fight better? Or maybe use them for something?

Also, this is another instance of Negative being associated with RGB's gaps, which mentioned in another theory.

As for big lore stuff, it's revealed in this page that the Butterfly doesn't seen to know who Negative is. This does disprove some stuff that I said in my earlier theories, but that's ok because I think it works well with the reveal that the Butterfly is a personification of Anxiety.

The reason the Butterfly showed up in a lot of scenes associated with Negative was because Negative causes anxiety. Hero is afriad of him and RGB is afriad of water (plus his weird human memories) so it causes Anxiety to pop up. But Anxiety doesn't need to know who Negative is to make that work.

And now that Hero is less scared of Negative, Anxiety is finding it harder to get two's attention, because Anxiety can't hurt you unless you are afriad of something. Negative is so insanely calm about everything that he doesn't even seem to hear Anxiety.

But this is going to make for a really interesting dynamic between Hero, Negative and Anxiety. Hero originally said they should turn RGB into Negative to fight the Butterfly because Negative is more scary than the Butterfly.

But now it seems to be the exact opposite. The Butterfly is having a hard time affecting them because Negative is chill, and Hero is only a little nervous around him now. His calm nature seem to make Hero calm as well, so Anxiety can't influence her.

BUT! The reason Negative isn't attacking right now is because he doesn't view the Butterfly as a threat. However, if the Butterfly or the doubts were to do something to make Negative attack, then wouldn't that make Hero scared of him? Like she was the other times he showed off how scarily good he was at killing stuff?

And if Hero was scared, then Anxiety would be able to easily affect her! So Negative attacking the Butterfly may actually make the situation WORSE. Negative will have to find some way to balance keeping Hero calm while also defending himself.

But will he succeed? I mean, this is only their third time meeting eachother, there's still time for more character development. It could be possible for Anxiety to exploit Hero's fear and end up escaping, but maybe show up again later in the comic! It will take awhile for Hero to fully trust Negative, but I wonder what direction Modmad will take that character arc.

I also remember someone mentioning in Modmad's comments that Negative was caused by HAPPY tears this time, whereas the other two times we saw him he was caused by SAD tears.

This could explain his more calm and mellow attitude in this page. He doesn't seem to possess the "fight or flight" instinct we see him have in his earlier appearances.

Maybe his personality changes based on what kind of tears get into RGB's air vents! If someone is crying sad tears, it usually means something bad is going on, which is why Negative quickly jumps into battle the first time we see him. But now he is calmed down because he didn't wake up with the predisposition that something bad is happening.

He also doesn't have that black goo rising above his eye, which seems to be caused by strong emotions, similar to RGB's mouth blood. I think this means that he will be less confrontational in this chapter since he is in a better mood.

Which is good, because I like seeing my favourite characters happy, and it may give Hero and Negative more time to interact if they are both less on edge.

Overall, Sunday is the best day of the week and I'm so happy Negative is back!

#tpoh #the property of hate #tpoh rgb #tpoh negative #rgb #tpoh negative rgb #tpoh theory #tpoh update #tpoh speculation #that darned butterfly #tpoh hero #hero #tpoh butterfly #tpoh anxiety #I just use the names interchangeably at this point #negative rgb #modmad

[wrenwreads]

she’s enough.

having her around? edmund knows for sure he’ll be alright.

pairing/s: edmund pevensie x fem!reader

warnings: nothing

genre: fluff, edmund pining over his bsf

word count: 591

a/n: got me giggling while i was writing lmao 😭

“It’s not fair.”

Y/N furrowed her eyebrows in confusion as her best friend plopped himself flat on her bed.

Her parents had let her stay with the Pevensie’s at a professor’s house for shelter — who would have thought they would end up being leaders of a kingdom.

She had been crowned Queen Y/N the Eloquent. Her ever so good skills in speaking benefited their home like no other. They had fixed so many conflicts without drawing out blood with her help, the siblings wondered what they would have done if Edmund didn’t accidentally smack her in the head back when they were 4.

“What is it this time Eds?” she sighed, leaving the stack of books she was carrying from her own personal library to sit down next to Edmund’s body.

“It’s just Peter— and Susan— not to mention Lucy. Why is it always me! Why not y— them this time?! As if I can’t do anything like that. It's just I need time—“

“Eds! Edmund! Breath, please” she pleaded, concerned at the speed the words were coming out of his mouth. Edmund only remained quiet, his face flat on her bed. She sighed, standing up from her position, she — lightly — hit Edmund on the shoulder.

“Sit up!” she hissed.

Another hit.

“Sit up, you twat!”

The insult had the boy standing up in an instant, shooting daggers at the smile Y/N was playfully displaying. “Who’re you calling a twat?”. Edmund sounded offended, Y/N knew him too well that the question had an action behind it for her to fall for. “No one. Well… someone with the last name Pevensie…”

“Peter, then?”

“No,” she dismissed, shaking her head jokingly. “More like Edmund—“ she shrieked his name in surprise. He had been quick, reaching towards her in seconds — his long arms wrapped around her waist as his fingers dug to her sides.

“Edmund! Stop—“ she could barely get the words out, her laughs drowning the whole room. Edmund laughed at the attempt, tightening his hold. “I suggest you take back your words, my lady. Or you’ll be trapped forever!” Edmund announced between his own chuckles.

“Never!”

Their laughs only got louder. The sound escaping the room. Two fauns just happened to pass Y/N’s closed bedroom door, the two looking at each other knowingly. “I am really having a hard time believing that those two will always be best friends.” One said to the other.

“Hopefully, one of them will gain some courage. Who knows, maybe we’ll get Narnia’s first prince in three years' time.” The other replied.

The two laughed, knowing the prediction is highly unlikely — but not impossible.

Back inside, Edmund had stopped. His arms still around her waist as the two took a moment to catch their breaths. Y/N had rested her head against his chest, the rhythm of his heartbeat instantly calming her down.

Edmund watched in adoration at Y/N allowing herself to rest against him. Despite knowing each other for more than a decade — maybe even more — he still doesn’t believe someone as delicate as the girl in front of him trusts him enough to do so.

Maybe in the future he’ll finally tell her what he found so unfair. Why his siblings would continuously pester him about his buried feelings when they too had them one way or another.

For now, having Y/N allow him to wrap his arms around her, it’s enough. Knowing she confides in him as he does to her, it’s enough.

Having her around, she’s enough.

thank you sm for reaching the end. i appreciate it a lot. feel free to tell me what you <3 constructive criticism is highly valued. also accepting prompts or requests atm. love u lots xoxo

#edmund pevensie x reader #edmund x reader #edmund pevensie #susan pevensie #lucy pevensie #peter pevensie #pevensie x reader #x reader #the chronicles of narnia x reader #edmund pevensie x you #edmund pevensie x y/n #edmund pevensie x fem!reader #edmund pevensie x f!reader #edmund pevensie imagine #edmund x you #edmund pevensie one shot #edmund pevensie fanfiction #edmund pevensie fluff #king edmund the just #edmund pevensie ff #wrenwritesed

[meraxesmoon]

Ok but... Ivar with a bastard daughter would hit

He wants children but its difficult with his condition, so when he finds out this blue eyed girl is is he is like: 🥺🥺🥺

I also think he really wants a baby girl, idk... He seems like a girl dad

Baby girl would love ubbe and hvitserk

It would also be so cute if she didnt realise ivars injury because he is so capable especialy with the crutches like

And ragnar (if he was alive) would loooooooove her, a blue eyed and brunette girl (thats his baby gisla)

Aslaug (if she also was alive)...Thats her fav grandbaby hands down

Lagertha would try to keep her distance but baby reader would NOT let her... She is so cool she would be glued to her side

She would be spoild with gold and jewls by ivar:

Ivar: sloth-face (hvitserk) that is for my baby daughter dont you dare break it 😡

Love vikings!!

AND SHE LOVES HER PAPA SOOOO MUCH!!!

Ivar would be such a good dad, I know this in my heart. I like the idea of baby! (name) being brought to Aslaug by her mother, and she's just like, here, here's your grand baby. Aslaug is so excited and immediately starts to dote on her new granddaughter! Ivar absolutely adores his baby. She literally has him wrapped around her little finger as soon as he meets her. Everyone was unsure if he was able to have children, so he's over the moon when he realizes he has a daughter.

Uncle Hvitserk is her favorite! Everyone in the family is absolutely whipped for her, but Hvits especially. He's constantly walking around Kattegat with his little niece on his hip, just carrying her around like a potato sack wherever he goes. I think it's pretty clear that Ivar is the closest with Hvitserk, so he trusts him the most with his daughter. Sigurd loves his niece, but he gets into arguments with Ivar all of the time, so Ivar gatekeeps her from him!

Remember how Aslaug is literally a princess? Yeah, her granddaughter is absolutely spoiled. Aslaug does her hair, putting jewelry in it and making sure she looks absolutely adorable every day. She keeps her baby in comfortable dresses when she isn't running around following her father and uncles. Aslaug lives for being a grandma, like actually. Don't even get me started on Ragnar.

He lost Gyda, but he saw so much of her in his granddaughter, it's almost as though she returned to him. I really like the idea of Ragnar settling down and just being a grandpa because I think he deserves that much. Ubbe and Ivar have given him little Lothbrok's to look after, and so he does. Ragnar was a farmer, so he often teaches his granddaughter how to farm and look for certain herbs.

I think Lagertha would definitely try to ignore her at first, but she's just too cute! We're talking about a woman who loves children, and once she gets comfortable enough, she co-grandma's with Aslaug.

Ivar is her favorite person, though. She loves her papa more than anything in the entire world and thinks he's the coolest viking. Ivar's daughter looks up to him as though he can do no wrong, and he never takes that for granted. Ivar and Aslaug are very similar in the way that they spoil her. Ivar wants to give his baby the world, and he makes up for that with gifts. Like, if his baby wanted the moon, he would give it to her if he could.

Viking girl dads >>>

i love aslaug sm, she was so overhated

#cw: yandere blog #cw: yandere #cw: yandere content #yandere ivar ragnarsson #yandere ivar the boneless #yandere dad ivar #platonic yandere #yandere vikings #yandere imagine #yandere headcanons #yandere drabble #yandere #kay writes

[thedemonknownasbilly]

hi :))

i was wondering if you could write some headcanons of the ineffable husbands x an autistic reader?

thank you sm<33

A Wonderful Addition

I was already making this as a very self indulgent HC and someone requested it, I love you nonny /p

Using some of my special interests because it goes with the mini plot.

You are the only person allowed in the bookshop on a regular basis. Aziraphale adores you.

But the very first time, you had walked in very quietly, gave the angel a friendly wave and sat yourself in the coziest, farthest corner.

At first Aziraphale was wary but you never stole from him or caused him trouble so he let you be.

He started glimpsing into your special interests when he saw you repeatedly going after books on snakes, mythology, and space.

“Excuse me sir,” you hadn’t made eye contact with him, and he didn’t mind it. “Do you have any more on this?” You asked pointing to the book you had finished. Unfortunately he did not, but he promised to try and get some more in just for you.

“Wait, who’s that?” Crowley asked one day when he saw you, “how long have they been there?”

Aziraphale told him your name and said that you’d been in that spot for many of their conversations. “I believe they may have what the humans call, autism. They rather adore snakes and some of your old creations.” The angel said with a knowing smirk, causing Crowley to grin and go upstairs to the Angel’s flat so he could change forms without you noticing.

“Oh, hi,” you said to the red and black snake that was coming up the side of the chair, “are you cold?” And with that you’d open your hoodie for him to slither in. Crowley knew you’d two would get along just fine as he nestled into your warmth.

You had confirmed your diagnosis with them months later after properly meeting Crowley and getting to know them both.

Crowley doesn’t wear his glasses around you, a sign of trust but also because he knows it makes your day to see the serpentine eyes.

They’d notice if you’d try to repress your stims, gently tapping your hand to remind you that you didn’t have to do so.

Crowley started keeping a pair of noise cancelling headphones in Bentley for you to use whenever the noises of London and his car were too much.

Aziraphale would happily keep his pantry stocked with your favorite snacks and foods, and always had your drink made perfectly.

You heard Crowley fussing at Aziraphale for changing Bentley to yellow and joined in with the demon. “Change her back, ‘Zira! She’s sleek black, you have enough yellow between this bookshop and Crowley’s eyes!”

That was also how Crowley realized the bookshop yellow was a perfect match to his eyes.

Meltdowns couldn’t always be helped, they knew that, and so they were involved and as helpful as they could be to reassure you and help you self regulate, never resorting to miracles to speed anything up.

You find that Aziraphale’s direct way of speaking certainly helps you to understand everything, even when they were talking about False Armageddon or the Second Coming.

Hell have mercy should anyone try and mock you or taunt you for your special interests. Crowley towering over you like a very protective dragon and Aziraphale holding your hand (should you allow such) to help you stay grounded.

Crowley tries to join you and Aziraphale for baking but really he’s only good at kneading the dough, and you’re perfectly okay with that because sticky dough is not a nice texture.

Overall, they take interest in you, listen and cling to every word, show you that it’s okay to stim around them, it’s okay to have meltdowns, they still love you just how you are, and not one of them would change a thing about you.

#good omens #tdkab #thedemonknownasbilly #crowley #aziraphale #anthony j crowley #az fell #az fell bookshop #autism #actually autistic #autistic reader #gn!reader #gn reader #anon ask #request

[sainzfilm]

Carlos + meeting Pinon and becoming Pinons new bestie 😆

pairing: carlos sainz x reader

a/n: this is my dream. carlos please pick me up so i can be besties with piñon and maybe your lover too ok goodbye i love this sm anon

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“Wait a minute!” You yelled out, running down the stairs of your apartment and fixing your hair in the mirror one last time before opening the door with a big smile on your face, “Love!”

“Hola, cariño,” Carlos smiled as he wrapped an arm around your waist, kissing your temple, “You ready to meet Piñon?”

“More than ever,” You nodded as you pulled away from his grasp, grabbing a paper bag by the table and shaking it, “I got him a few goodies!”

“Hm? What are those?” He laughed, heart growing more fond of you from how excited you were to meet his best friend, “Bribery?”

Frowning as you punched his arm playfully, you grabbed your coat and purse before walking back to him, “Shut up. I got him some treats and a new toy with a tiny little hat for Christmas season!”

“You’re too cute, amor,” Carlos grinned as he gently pinched your cheek and locking your apartment door for you, “Means a lot to me, you know?”

“Genuinely, I really am excited to meet Piñon,” You replied as you hugged him from behind for a short moment, “I need his seal of approval from him so I can date you properly.”

Carlos laughed as he opened the car door for you, letting you in before climbing in his side of the car, “Mamá’s excited to see you too, you know?”

“I feel like I haven’t seen your family in so long,” You frowned as you buckled up your seatbelt, “I promised I’d let her teach me some of your favorite dishes.”

“Such wife material already,” Carlos grinned as he drove back to his family house, a hand resting on your thigh, “Ana and Blanca are annoying me to letting you have a girls day with them.”

“I want to have one!” You nodded eagerly, head turning to the side as you faced him, “I need some blackmail material from them.”

“Chica traviesa,” He mumbled as he slightly patted your leg, laughing in the process, “They’re going to interrogate you about…me. Whether or not I’ve been good.” Naughty girl.

“Hm, have you been good?” You playfully teased him, a finger resting on your chin, pretending to think, “Maybe…”

“Ay, Y/N,” Carlos laughed as he softly pinched your side, “I’ve been good!”

“Says the person who keeps hogging the comforters when he comes over!” You laughed as you slapped his hand away, “Minus points for you, love.”

“Maybe it’s just my way so you can cuddle up to me more,” He grins as he pulls up to his family house, parking the car next to the others, “Ready?”

“Of course I am,” You smiled as you grabbed your purse and bag, “Crossing my fingers he likes me.”

“Trust me, mi amor,” Carlos smiled as he got out of the car, opening your door for you and wrapping an arm around your waist while you walked inside the house together, “Wait here, okay?”

Nodding in response, you took a seat out in the patio, taking in the breath of fresh air. You set your bag down next to you as you hummed, waiting for Carlos to come back.

“Ay, Piñon! Cálmate! Siéntate, siéntate,” Carlos chuckled as he held onto Piñon’s leash, “Es hora de que conozcas a tu futura mamá, hm?” Ay, Piñon! Calm down! Sit, sit. Time for you to meet your future mom, hm?

Turning around from your seat, you smiled brightly as you saw Carlos walking up towards you, Piñon jumping beside him.

Covering your mouth, you giggled as you found the sight before you to be the most adorable thing ever. Carlos smiled as he waved you over, “C’mon, mi amor. I told him to be nice.”

Leaving your bag on the chair, you held onto the bag that contained his gifts, you cautiously walked over to the two of them. You smiled as you crouched down to his height, holding your hand out for him to sniff.

“Hola, Piñon,” You whispered as the dog sniffed your hand, coming closer to you, “Mi nombre es Y/N. Tengo algo para ti.” Hi, Piñon. My name is Y/N. I have something for you.

Piñon barked as his tail wagged happily, nuzzling his head on your hand. You laughed as you sat down on the grass, pulling the bag out from behind you.

“Pollo o carne?” You grinned as you pulled out two bags of treats, Piñon barking and nudging the bag with the chicken flavored ones, “Okay, buddy. Here.” Chicken or beef?

You took out a few treats from the bag, placing it on your hand as Piñon happily ate it, “Te gusta, eh? Es delicioso?” You like it, huh? It’s delicious?

Piñon barked happily as he stayed closer near you, you smiled as you rubbed his head and scratched his chin, “You’re such a good boy, hm?”

Carlos smiled as he crossed his arms, watching the two of you get along so well, “Told you he’s nice.”

“Certainly nicer than you when we first met,” You teased as you stroked Piñon’s back, hugging the dog, “I wanna keep him.”

“Ay, I was nice to you,” Carlos clicked his tongue as he walked over to the two of you, crouching down to kiss the top of your head and scratching Piñon’s chin, “He’s such a Sainz, hm? Getting your heart so quickly?”

“Shut up,” You rolled your eyes playfully as you continued to rub Piñon’s back, “Piñon has my heart now.”

“What about me?”

“No,” You grinned as you looked up at him, “If we get a dog, then we’ll talk.”

Carlos clicked his tongue as he pinched your cheek, “Ay, fine. Next week.”

bonus scene!

Carlos went out for a day of karting with his friends, he decided that you could spend the day with his mother and sisters back at home.

As he entered the house, he took off his shoes and threw his keys on the table, “Cariño! I’m back!”

Blanca immediately ran up to him from the kitchen, bringing a finger up to her mouth, panic written all over her face, “Shush! Cállate, idiota! La vas a despertar!” Be quiet, idiot! You’re going to wake her up!

“Ay, lo siento,” Carlos smiled sheepishly as he whispered back, following his sister to the living room, “Tuviste un buen día con ella?” Ay, I’m sorry. Did you have a good day with her?

“Sí,” Blanca nodded as she smiled, leaning against the archway, “Parece que Piñón la ama más ahora.” Yes. It looks like Piñon loves her more now.

Carlos looked up to see the sweetest thing right before his eyes – Piñon curled up in your arms as the two of you peacefully slept on the couch.

“Yo también lo creo,” He chuckled softly as he smiled, falling for you even more than he realized, “Tuve mucha suerte esta vez, supongo.” I think so too. I got lucky this time around, I guess.

Blanca smiled as she patted her brother’s arm gently, “Cuídala, de acuerdo? Ella es una chica dulce.” Take care of her, okay? She’s a sweet girl.

Carlos nodded with a smile, “Por su puesto que lo hare. Piñón cerró el trato, ella es mi futuro.” Of course, I will. Piñon sealed the deal, she’s my future.

You didn’t hear the words that came out of Carlos’ mouth that moment, maybe you didn’t need to. All that matters was that Carlos knew for sure that you’re his present, and he will do what he can to make you his future.

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[fuxuannie]

imagine gepard as your boyfriend who supports serval as he turns you into her fan, getting you posters and CDs of her and her music even though you and serval probably meet every week. I BET HE LIKES TO SING ALONG TO HER SONGS WITH YOU AAA I'm so sorry for randomly saying this in your asks i hope you have a nice day

* pairing(s) : gepard x gender neutral reader

* prompt : servals number 1 fans date real

* authors note : THIS WAS SK CUTE AHAHAHA i know it isn't a request, but i love this idea,,, super quick drabble because IM the number 1 gepard lover trust

You could see the absolute SHOCK in your boyfriends eyes when you mentioned you didn't know who Serval was. Gepard was absolutely appalled at the idea you weren't aware of his amazing sister OR her music, but also a part of him understood why. You were originally from the Underworld, so it really wasn't a completely impossible idea you had no idea of her.

He sits carries you, sits you down in the most comfortable chair you had and had a powerpoint presentation onto WHY you should start streaming her music with several albums and CD's around him.

"You should stream this one, oh and this one! This albums my personal favorite, as well as-" You get lost in your boyfriends ramblings, but nod along with him as you listen to Serval's various albums. Gepard is absolutely overjoyed when he hears you humming her songs throughout the day, and will sing along with you and with her more romantic songs he might even dance with you. <3

He also loves to bring you to Servals practices and you're SO SO excited every single time. Hell, he's starting to think you're gonna love her more than him at some point ;;; "My partner now." Serval would tease, wrapping her arms around you. (Gepard doesn't mind, he's used to it and just thinks its cute how you're getting used to your future sister in law.)

Overall, he's just happy he has a partner that supports his sister just as much as he does. And he finds it so adorable each and every time you both get to enjoy her concerts (and he's actually just admiring the utter joy in your face cause he loves you sm)

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[victimsofyaoipoll]

Round 2

Propaganda Under Cut

Alyx Vance

She genuinely gets so much hate from fans who like to ship Gordon and Barney because she's Gordon's canon love interest and it's tragic because she's such an interesting character.

I LOVE HER SM but she's so often mistreated and shoved under the rug by not only ppl mischaracterizing her due to being a woman of color but also to shove her to the side for freehoun (gordon freeman/barney calhoun) bc she "gets in the way" of freehoun by being canonically into gordon ........ i need her to stay safe in my arms

Literally gordon freemans canon love interest, and she loves gordon so much. I love her and i love their relationship even if gordon is a bit of a blank slate character. Anyway Freemance (Alyx/Gordon) is way less popular than Freehoun (Gordon/Barney). Barney is some guy who appeared in half life 1 but didnt even have a name. He appears at like the beginning and end of hl2. He is a side character. And yet for some fucking reason people always push alyx out of the way to ship gordon with this random white guy (Should mention at this point that alyx is a black woman). Alyx and her relationship with Gordon have WAY more development than anything about Barney (did BARNEY get a whole game dedicated to him?). And yet. I literally saw a freehoun shipper try to say that freemance is pedophilia and freehoun should be alyx's "dads." The reasoning for this being that hl2 takes place 20 years after hl1, and gordon, at 27, was put into stasis for those 20 years. When he comes out Alyx is 24 and Barney is in his 40s. The argument is that gordon actually did age those 20 years even though he was fucking suspended in time. They even claimed that "gordon probably babysitted alyx at some point" which there is absolutely no evidence for - meeting Alyx in hl2 is pretty heavily implied to be Gordon's first time meeting her. But like functionally Gordon is 3 years older than Alyx and 20 years younger than barney!!! He did not have any fucking life experience while he was in time prison!!! It's an absolutely insane reach to try and justify why you are sidelining a black woman!!!!!! Basically I love alyx I love freemance and I do not trust freehoun shippers because there is some kind of racism and misogyny happening there to make them sideline Alyx for a random white guy

Suzi Q

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All she's literally ever done is have a few cute exchanges with Joseph and be a sweetheart in the short time we get to see her following her minor introduction, clearly cementing some sort of playful attraction between the two and without fail she's consistently bombarded with extreme mischaracterization to make her seem vapid and cruel (and occasionally homophobic but like in a Completely Oblivious Dumb Blonde way), that she's nothing more than a gold digger who wanted to marry rich, that Joseph only married her because "he lost his actual soulmate and had to settle for her", and that it was HER fault that Joseph cheated on her decades into their marriage. Frankly, everyone who makes jokes at Suzi Q's expense regarding the cheating scandal aren't as funny as they think they are!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

Literally all she’s ever done is be adorable and marry the hero and people either dismiss her completely or demonize her. She’s often ignored or made to play wing woman for the hero/sidekick ship OR she’s a horrible gold digger who only wants the hero for his money and/or she was only ever just a consolation prize for him when he couldn’t be with his sidekick. She also gets blamed for her husband having an affair. People like to say that she wasn’t good enough for him and could never replace his sidekick and that clearly he never REALLY loved her and it’s her fault for never measuring up. Her husband’s infidelity aside, she stayed married to that man for at least 60 years and canonically says she always believes in him and trusts him to save the day and yet people wanna say she doesn’t care about him. Or call her stupid for never imagining that her husband would cheat on her. The victim blaming gets really gross.

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