#hell yeah grass trio

[loveemii]

how the kamaboko trio reacts to their s/o doing origami !

tanjiro x fem - inosuke x fem - zenitsu x fem

enjoy ♡︎

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Tanjiro Kamado:

y/n was making an origami frog that could jump when her boyfriend tanjiro walked into her room.

“Hey! What are you making?”

he asked her pointing to the half done frog, y/n smiled and held it up to him to show him.

“It’s a frog, I’m practicing origami.”

she said while smiling proudly of her work, tanjiro smiled and sat on the floor next to y/n.

“Could you teach me how to?”

tanjiro asked while keeping up his bright smile, she happily helped him.

“Ok so first you want to fold it to the corners like this.”

as y/n taught him how to make the origami frog, they both finished and showed them to each other with smiles still printed on their faces.

“Look I actually did it!”

tanjiro said happily in a lively voice, y/n giggled and placed hers on the floor. tanjiro watched as y/n took her index finger and pushed down on the frogs behind and let go to let it jump.

“Woah! That’s pretty amazing, can I try?”

“Mhm! Go for it!”

y/n said letting him use her frog to jump, he then tried it on his own frog and they played there for a while with each other.

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Inosuke Hashibira:

inosuke was training when he went inside the butterfly mansion to find his girlfriend y/n, he forgot he was going to bother her earlier but got caught in training with zenitsu and tanjiro.

“The hell is that?”

inosuke asked his girlfriend y/n who was making an animal out of paper. she looked up at him and showed it to him, even though it wasn’t finished.

“It’s a boar! I was originally gonna give it to you as a surprise but. Well now you’ve seen it.”

y/n said as she finished it off quickly, she handed it to inosuke and he gave it a look around before putting it on the floor as he sat down.

he played with it like it was running, y/n giggled a little as she took off his mask to see his face.

(he only let y/n do that ofc)

she saw inosuke’s face blush as he smiled while playing with it, she then grabbed more origami paper.

“Want to make more?”

“Huh? HELL YEAH! Let’s make a herd!”

inosuke shouted in excitement as y/n slowly taught him how to make the boars, he got lost a few times and he had to restart more than 7 times but eventually he was making them like nothing.

𐬺𐬻𐬺✩𐬺𐬻𐬺

Zenitsu Agatsuma:

y/n was making an origami flower bouquet, she was making yellow tulips, red poppy’s and orange roses.

“Hey darling, what are you up to?”

y/n’s boyfriend zenitsu came up from behind her as she sat on the grass continuing her work. he took a seat next to her as he watched her finish the bouquet.

“I’m making an origami bouquet, wanna help?”

y/n asked and he nodded, she gave him a green piece of paper.

“Ok so first you wanna start on the stem.”

y/n said as she placed her hands over zenitsu’s to help him. he blushed as he looked at her smiling face as she taught him.

“She looks so pretty I can’t even look at the origami paper.”

“Did you say something Zen?”

“Huh? Uh no! Let’s keep working on the bouquet ok?”

after his first origami work he wanted to do more, y/n ended up teaching zenitsu how to make a lama and a horse too.

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please excuse any grammar or spelling mistakes

:)

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[imraespace]

CHAPTER 12: OPERATION HIDE.

JUST THE WAY THINGS GO || MEGUMI X READER

Around an hour later, you finally left the hospital, promising Tsumiki to visit her more often. You know that Megumi will be there ans you promised yourself not to get back into his life but sometimes you need to think of yourself.

Instead of heading straight back home, you took the opportunity to give yourself a tour around the park. You haven't been here in so long.

In your field of vision, everything had changed, you didn't even recognize your school, what makes the park any different?

As soon as your shoes hit the grass, your phone began to rang.

It was your aunt.

"Hello?"

"Where are you? Did you run away.."

You smiled at her voice.

"Yeah I did. I'm at the park near the hospital."

You heard her laugh over the phone.

"Alright I'm heading there to get you."

And then the call ended.

But, a pair of eyes landed on you as you stood near the entrance of the park, holding your phone in hand.

Nobara turned over to Yuji as they both stared at each other.

"What is she doing here?" Yuji asked.

"Well for starters dumbass it's a public park!" Nobara half yell.

Megumi stared at his friends for a while then finally joined them.

"Are you both okay.." He mumbled, which scared the hell out of the duo.

"Of course! Why wouldn't we?" Yuji smiled at his friend.

"Okay..."

Gojo, having no clue what is happening entered the conversation.

"Hey isn't that-"

"NO I mean no.. let's go on that morning run yeah?" Yuji suggested as he began running.

They all followed behind him, running away from you.

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You on the other hand, was walking around the park, happily enjoying the view of other families enjoying each other company and pets running.

You had no clue that Megumi was here.

But then, a hand has suddenly wake you up from your daydream land.

You turned around and saw.. your friends?

"What are you guys doing here..?" You asked.

"Well for starters this is a public park." Maki answered back.

"And we barely had time to hang out this week so why not today?" Yuuta said.

"Don't ask how we find you here!" Inumaki said as he dragged you towards some ice cream stand.

How did they find you? Yuji and Nobara duh.

Maki and Yuuta thought it was dumb but they came anyways.

"What's your favorite flavor?" Inumaki asked.

"I don't really have one." You answered.

He stared at you... for a while then smiled.

"Okay I'm ordering cookie n cream for you!" He said as he walked up to the stall.

Stood between Yuuta and Maki, you began looking around for your aunt, to inform her that you're now with your friends.

"What are you looking for?" Yuuta asked.

"Aunt Shoko, I told her that I'm at the park because I was alone, but now I'm with you guys so.." You mumbled.

The mentioned of your aunt name made Maki look at you then at Yuuta.

Inumaki finally came back with the ice cream.

"Here!" He said, handing you your ice cream.

You took the ice cream, thanked him and began walking around.

"Where are you going?" Inumaki asked.

"She's just like a child.." He mumbled.

"You should be the last one talking about 'Just like a child'.." Maki said, earning a glare from Inumaki.

They all followed behind you as you walked around, ice cream in hand.

Then you finally spot your aunt! Talking to Gojo?

"He's here as well?" You asked yourself.

You walked up to the adults to greet your aunt.

While the trio behind was now sprinting towards you, Nobara and Yuji didn't realize that you were walking up towards them, and you didn't make them out.

"Aunt Shoko why didn't you inform me that you had arrived?" The sound of your voice took her out of her conversation with Gojo.

"Because this fool found me first and pulled me into a conversation." She said, pointing towards the man.

The man, on the other hand had a shocked look on his face.

"YUJI I WAS RIGHT. Y/N IS HERE!" Gojo alerted the children.

They all whipped their heads in his direction and finally saw you and the now panting trio behind you.

Megumi, of course wasn't happy but is he going to express his feelings when your aunt is here? No.. He just grumbled under his breath as everyone finally met up with you.

"DANG I didn't even make her out right Nobara??!" He laughed.

And Nobara laughed as well.

Megumi rubbed his forehead.

"Of course they knew." He mumbled.

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[redriotinggg]

When Sanji is bitten by a spider that has eaten the Cupid-Cupid Fruit, the Straw Hats learn there is only one way to cure his illness.

A genuine love confession.

There’s only one crewmate capable of the job.

(read on ao3!!)

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The Straw Hats have stopped at a small summer island to gather supplies, stock up on necessities, and do any repairs to the Sunny.

When the bulk of the hard work has been done, their captain insists on a bonfire, having found a perfect clearing in the forest.

Sanji’s by the grill, cooking up plenty of burgers, hotdogs, kebabs, and other barbecued treats to fill his crew’s voracious appetites.

He happily watches his crew enjoy their afternoon—Brook’s violin emitting a joyful tune, Nami and Robin engaged in an intense game of cards, Franky enthusiastically sketching something onto a large page, Zoro fast asleep on the grass, and Luffy, Chopper, and Usopp running around as they play their own variation of tag.

Perhaps Sanji’s gaze is drawn to one of his crewmates in particular, following the flow of his curly hair, smiling at the sound of his laughter.

Perhaps. Sanji won’t tell.

“Woah! Look at that!”

The rowdy trio’s game of tag comes to a halt at Chopper’s cry. Luffy and Usopp look to where the reindeer is pointing, their eyes lighting up when they spot the thing that caught his attention.

“Cool!” Luffy begins to race over, but he’s stopped by Usopp.

“Wait! Don’t run, you’ll scare it!”

The trio carefully make their way over to a nearby tree, their attention grabbed by a fairly large spider.

Sanji shudders when he sees the creature. He looks away, focusing on the food. He is not interested in the further details of their exploration.

Luffy, Chopper, and Usopp fawn over the spider, speculating on its species and origins.

“It’s markings kinda look like hearts,” Usopp observes. “They’re even a pinkish-red colour.”

“Aw, so cute!” Chopper squeals.

“I’m gonna name it Cupid!” Luffy declares. “That guy’s in charge of hearts ‘n stuff, right? This lil' girl could be his pet or something,” he laughs.

A bit later, Sanji calls out to them. “Oi, get your asses over here, the food’s ready! And wash your hands if you’ve been touching bugs!”

Saying their goodbyes to Cupid, the boys rush over to claim their dinner.

The crew happily enjoys their meal, thanking Sanji with wide grins that only get wider when he presents them with dessert.

As the evening turns to night, the crew wind down, packing away their belongings and making their way back to the Sunny.

“Are you sure we can’t stay and camp?” Luffy whines. “It’s like, the perfect night for it! We've got the perfect spot!”

“No,” Nami denies flatly. “We didn’t bring the stuff for it and it’s already getting late. Plus, I want to sleep in my own bed. Now hurry up and get going! Franky! Turn on your flashlights, I can’t see!”

“One set of nipple lights, comin’ up! Ow!”

Usopp and Sanji take up the rear, picking up the last of Sanji’s portable kitchen gear. The chef is happily listening to the sniper’s latest tale when he feels a pinch on his ankle.

“Ow! What the hell?”

“Sanji! Are you okay?”

“Yeah. I think something just bit me.”

Usopp looks in the grass, trying to find the culprit. When he does, he gasps. “It’s the spider from before! Cupid, why’d you go and bite Sanji? That’s not nice!”

“‘Cause it’s a good for nothing insect,” Sanji grumbles.

“Actually, it’s an arachnid—”

“You better not have poisoned me, you stupid bug,” Sanji yells at the spider, which scurries away.

“It’d be venom, not poison.”

“You are not helping!” Sanji snaps. “What is this, a Robin impression? Stop with the unnecessary bug facts, this shit hurts!”

“Does it really? You should get Chopper to look at it as soon as we get back to the ship. Here, gimme your stuff, I’ll carry if for you.”

“I can carry it myself, asshole. I’m not that weak.”

“Really? ‘Cause if you’re in pain, the Great Usopp would be more than happy to carry you back to the Sunny.” Usopp smirks and flexes his muscular arms, sending Sanji a wink.

Sanji pretends like his heart isn’t trying to escape his chest and throw itself at Usopp’s feet.

Internally, Sanji is a mess. Externally, he rolls his eyes and hefts his baggage further in his arms.

“You do two push-ups and think you’re a strong guy now, huh? C’mon, let’s go before any other bugs try to make a meal outta me.”

When they make it back to the Sunny, all of their things put away, Usopp continues to hover by Sanji, his concern rising with each passing moment.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” Usopp asks. “You’re all red. You shouldn’t be sweating this much.”

“‘M fine,” Sanji mumbles. The way he sways on the spot doesn’t do much to help his case.

Usopp holds him steady, in full crisis mode as he watches the usually stable chef falter. He hoists Sanji in his arms, dashing to the infirmary. “CHOPPER!”

“What happened?” the doctor asks. Usopp puts Sanji on the bed and recounts the tale.

By now, the rest of the crew has come to investigate the cause of the commotion. They all stand in the doorway, shocked to see their crewmate suddenly so ill.

“It’s only been like 20 minutes! Why does he look bad already? Sanji, don’t die!”

Usopp’s dramatic cry unfortunately has some merit. Sanji doesn’t look well. He is the complete opposite of the perfect picture of health he was less than an hour ago. In just a few minutes, Sanji seems to have lost all of his energy. He’s flushed and sweating, breathing heavily and brows furrowed as he fights some type of pain. Even his usually shiny hair is limp and brittle-looking.

Usopp’s heart positively breaks at the sight.

“I can’t make him a proper anti-venom without knowing exactly what type of spider that was,” Chopper states. He clicks his tongue as he looks at the inflamed, red bite mark on Sanji’s ankle.

“Brook, you help me get Sanji out of this suit. Everyone else, get out so I can treat him. Now!”

The rest of the crew gather on the deck, concern on all of their faces.

“Usopp,” Robin says, pulling the sniper from his worsening spiral of anxiety. “You said Sanji was bit by the same spider that you saw in the forest, right? Draw me a picture. We can use it to get information from the locals.”

Usopp nods. He runs off to the galley and grabs a sketchpad nestled between Sanji’s collection of recipes and cookbooks. Before long, he’s got multiple drawings of the spider, complete with colours and accurate depictions of its heart-shaped markings.

Franky and Nami go to the hospital to ask about an anti-venom while Luffy, Zoro, and Robin go ask around town.

On the Sunny, Usopp paces back and forth, biting his nails and their beds away to nothing as worry engulfs him. He peeks into the infirmary, heart breaking a little more every time he catches a glimpse of Sanji’s pained face.

“Sanji will be alright,” Brook assures him when he exits the room. “He’s stable for now. Our cook is strong. He’s got the best doctor caring for him and crewmates desperately seeking out information. He’ll pull through.”

Usopp tries his very best to believe him.

The rest of the crew returns to the Sunny in less than an hour. Everyone, except Sanji, who’s resting in the infirmary, gathers at the kitchen table.

“Turns out that our little spider has eaten a Devil Fruit,” Robin tells them. “Everyone in the area is familiar with the spider that has eaten the Cupid-Cupid fruit.”

“Wait, the spider is actually related to Cupid? That’s hilarious! I’m like a fortune teller! Hahahaha! Ow!” Luffy rubs his sore head, pouting at Nami.

“A bite from the Cupid Spider can do multiple things, depending on who is bitten," Robin continues. "However, it only causes illness in someone who has a requited love but has not actually expressed their love. To save Sanji, whoever is in love with him must tell him the breadth of their true feelings, lest he remain bedridden forever. Or worse.”

The crew sits in silence for a moment, reflecting on the information.

“Alright, who’s in love with Sanji?” Luffy demands.

All eyes go to Usopp.

He is so red in the face Chopper is concerned he'll pass out. His eyes are so wide Zoro wonders if they'll pop out of his head.

"What are you waiting for?" Nami cries. "Get in there and confess your love so Sanji gets better!"

"I-I-I-I-I-I'm not—"

"Oh, please, this is not the time for your anxious, denial bullshit! Go fix Sanji!"

"Can't we just kill the spider instead?" he suggests meekly.

Luffy and Chopper gasp in betrayal.

"That would be a bad idea," Robin warns. "That spider is very well-respected on this island. Causing it harm would no doubt incur the wrath of all the locals. There is nothing you can do but speak from the heart."

"You got this, Usopp-bro! Just tell Sanji how you feel! It'll turn out super!"

On stiff legs and with wobbly knees, Usopp leaves the galley and makes his way back to the infirmary, deaf to the sounds of his crew's encouragements.

Despite his desperate pleas to the universe, Sanji is awake when Usopp steps inside. He looks even worse than before. His skin is pale, covered in a sheen of sweat. His eyes are lidded and he's got bags under them like he hasn't slept in days. But even still, a smile lights up his face when he sees the sniper.

"Usopp," he says, voice quiet and raspier than usual. His smile is no less bright.

"Sanji," Usopp returns, taking a seat next to the bed. "I've got news. So, turns out that the spider that bit you has a Devil Fruit power."

Sanji scoffs. "Of course it does. Just my fucking luck. So, what? It ate the Sick-Sick fruit and now I'll feel like shit forever?"

Usopp chuckles drily. "No, nothing like that. We can actually help you pretty easily. Or, I can, anyway. I just... I have to... to..."

The sniper closes his eyes as a fresh wave of anxiety washes over him. He can't do this! It's too scary! But he has to.

How many times has he been in this position? Forced to watch someone he loves suffer from an illness, unable to do anything but try and distract them from their pain.

This time is different. Usopp can stop this. He can stop Sanji's suffering. All he has to do is be honest.

Well, best to rip off the band-aid.

Taking a deep breath, Usopp grabs Sanji's clammy hand in both of his. "I love you!"

"I-I've loved you for a long time, Sanji," Usopp admits, and the words start flowing, unable to stop. "I don't know when exactly it started, but I know that I do because I think you're so amazing! You're so cool, and strong, and talented. I love that you act all grumpy but you're actually extremely kind and considerate. I love spending time with you! I love it when you tell me stories about Zeff and the Baratie. I love that you always ask me questions when I'm telling you about something because you make me feel heard. I love that you always wrap your arms around me when we party. I love it when you smile at me and dance with me.

"I love how you look in the early morning and when the sun is setting. Well, I love how you look all the time because you're so gorgeous it isn't fair! All handsome and pretty at the same time. You dress nice, and you smell nice, and you make me food and protect me—! Sanji, I love you!

"I'm sorry it took a stupid spider to force me to say it but I lov-"

Usopp's speech is cut off as desperate lips meet his own. He melts into Sanji's embrace, returning the kiss with all he's got. His heart is beating so fast he thinks it might pop right out of his chest, but nothing could possibly take him away from this moment.

When they pull apart, foreheads resting against one another, Usopp is taken aback by Sanji's appearance. He looks as healthy as ever, save for his very intense blush. But his eyes are shining and his smile is hopeful and adoring.

"Do you mean it, Usopp? Do you really feel that way about me?"

"I do. A-And you? D-do you feel...?"

"The same," Sanji promises. "Everything that you said, I feel the same way. Usopp, I love you! I—did you really just cure me with a love confession?"

Usopp blinks, and then he bursts out into laughter. Sanji joins him, the two holding one another as they laugh at the absurdity of the situation, their hearts full to bursting.

"Anything is possible on the Grand Line," Usopp reminds him. "Especially for the number one lover on the seas, the great Captain Usopp!"

"Number one lover, huh? I don't know if I believe that." Sanji pulls Usopp in close, whispering into his ear. "I think you'll have to show me."

"T-that can be arranged."

Usopp leans in and Sanji goes to meet him, lips pressing together again, and again, and again.

#btw robin was 100% lying about the islanders caring about the spiders they do not give af #but she had to make sure her crewmates got together!! what a good friend #poor chopper couldn't go back into the infirmary all night #believe it or not this was supposed to be a drabble or fic outline...... idk what happened #i just wanted an excuse to write sanuso and the strawhats. sue me. #this was so fun i love these two!!! sanji HATES that a bug can be accredited to his relationship btw. usopp loves it. #'she was our guardian angel!! our cupid!!' 'NO!!!!!' #i couldn't figure out how to include this but the more in love u are the worse ur symptoms. which is why sanji was so sick so fast. #he was too gay and too in love WOW that's hilarious. i love them. #sanuso #usosan #sanji #usopp. #black leg sanji #god usopp #one piece #strawhats #red's fic

[colucana]

Disaster trio day

Before the burning remains of what once had been a dungeon, stood two figures, one using the other’s shoulder as a seat and said other trying his best to read a map.

Magna’s wing folded and unfolded while he constantly squinted his eyes trying to make sense of the landscape imprinted on the paper “Oi Charmy, you sure we are at the right place?” He asked looking at his squad member, who was busy munching on strange coloured mushrooms “That dungeon wasn’t like the one in the report.”

His companion’s claws dug on his shoulder as she turned to look at him “LA! It had the mushrooms i been looking for ages,” in her hand another mushroom appeared and got waved in front of him, to emphasise “I take this as a win” on his right shoulder there’s a light thumping as Charmy wags her tail.

“WAIT WHA—!”

Lightning nearby tickled on the edge of his feathers as another voice came “Hey Magna those guys in the ruins were too weak, come and fight me!!” A wing full of static collided with the fire mage own, sending a small shock through his body and making Charmy grab onto his hair to not fall backwards.

“Hey watch the map bastard.” his left hand bats a away Luck’s air punching motions, leaving the lightning mage to balance himself on his heels and stretching to look at the map “I’m trying to read it and your wings are covering the light”

“AWWW no fun, you don’t even know how to read maps, here let me try.” one of Luck’s hands reached for the paper’s edge and the other hovered above, as if about to point at something “There’s trees,” point “Grass,” point “The ocean,” his eyes stayed focused on the blue paint for a second then lightning started dancing in the air “Ooooh lets go there I can fight a whale!”

“Hey I may not know how to read a map but neither do you!” Magna countered pulling at the paper “How do you plan on getting to the ocean?”

“Keep running in one direction till i see blue?” Magna opened his mouth to argue but didn’t find a good argument.

“That’s why I’m here, LA! you two would be lost if it weren’t for my map reading skills” Charmy boasted above, puffing her chest and patting Magna on the head.

“Oh yeah and where are we then?” He asked her while looking from the corner of his eye.

She took her time taking a look at the map and munching on the mushroom in her mouth before nodding to herself “Ah yes, i have no clue,” Magna felt like falling over, the hell? “I’m pretty sure that this map not even clover’s, la”

“What!?”

More lightning danced in the air as Luck smiled like a maniac “Does that means the captain will fight me for destroying the wrong dungeon!?”

They were all dead.

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Disaster trio is here and I’m here presenting mine, featuring: Charmy, Magna and Luck, destroying the wrong dungeon and owning the wrong map (on top of having it upside down) this is why Finral is in charge of sending people to places

Draw them in wing au because i wanted to practice their designs :3

@bceventshub

Here's them without shadows

#charmy pappitson #charmy black clover #magna swing #magna black clover #luck voltia #luck black clover #disaster trio day 2023 #black clover #black clover art #wing au #bceventshub #lucadoodling

[inkedobsidian]

~ Above the clouds - P.D ~

prompt: 43 - "Hold still." 57 - "I told you not to fall in love with me."

summary: While trying to find more alliences for the fight Y/N and Poe run into a bit of trouble on Haruun Kal

pairing: Poe Dameron x Reader

warnings: semi nsfw

word count: 901

a/n: Requests are open! Prompt list is there if you guys want extra ideas!

Master-List - Prompts

The sun faded low and the moon began to rise as Y/N L/N and Poe Dameron ran through the woods at high speed. Shots fired too close to them ruined the quiet and peaceful nature of the Haruun Kal forest. The nickname Above the clouds made this place seem like a dream but right now the co-generals were living a nightmare.

"What do we do now genius?!" Y/N screamed as she blindly shot behind her hoping she hits something or someone.

"I don't know you think of something for a change!" Poe screamed back, he was partly trying to run and partly trying to keep an eye on BB-8 as he rolled at high speed next to him. Without even thinking Y/N grabbed Poe's hand and began to slide across the grass and falling into a ditch as the shots still flew over their heads.

"A good idea for cover but how exactly do we get out of this tight situation." Poe questions motioning them sat halfway on top of each other. Y/N continued to completely blank anything Poe said as she shuffled towards BB-8 to whisper a distress signal to send to Finn back home. It was like none stop moving and none stop drama that Y/N forgot Poe was even there at the moment. That was until Poe grabbed her hips tightly.

"Hold. Still." he basically growled in her ear. Y/N then stopped and noticed she was basically on top of Poe, and wriggling around uncontrollably.

"Sorry…"

"Now. Calmly and without moving what's the plan?" Poe released the tight grip he had on her hips but still kept his hands there much to the beeped notice of BB-8. All BB-8 got was a dirty look from Poe and a sly smirk from Y/N. If they were speaking honestly they would've both admitted that they had no fucking idea what to do in this situation and all they could focus on was the sound of blasters getting closer and closer to the ditch.

"Why are they still shooting they can't even see us anymore?" Poe questioned. To this all Y/N could do was shrug and look around for anyone that could potentially see them and inevitably shoot and that which didn't help Poe in the slightest considering the fact she's still sat on top of him.

"Right…" Y/N trailed off completely and just stared into space. BB-8 beeped in reply continue Poe looked at BB-8 then the back of Y/N's head thinking the same thing.

"What bub said, continue please." Poe continued almost burning a hole in the back of her head.

"Yeah, I got nothing." Y/N shrugged again moving even more on top of Poe to more beeps from BB-8 being purely sarcastic about the situation earning a dirty look from Y/N and a smirk from Poe this time. All the blasters have stopped firing but now you can actually hear the troopers talking. All it took was a simple look up to see the gun of the troopers pointing over the tree stump covering the trio. Y/N lent back so her mouth was close to Poe's ear so the troopers hopefully couldn't hear.

"Okay so here's the plan all you’ve gotta do is sit very, and I mean very, still," Y/N's hand began to slowly reach Poe's hip basically walking up to his leg. "and you've gotta promise not to fall in love with me." Without saying anything Y/N grabbed Poe's blaster and without even thinking it 100% through she shot the 2 troopers stood there looking gormless. Poe just looked in awe at what just happened but also shifted uncomfortably. Y/N then immediately sat back down in the same place, directly on top of Poe. BB-8 rolled in front of them onto the hill and stood in front of Y/N to display a hologram of Finn.

"Y/N! Are you okay? Did you find somewhere safe? What the hell happened?" Finn shouted with a lot of hand gestures.

"Finn we're okay will you please stop with the jazz hands," Y/N chuckled, "We're okay I promise, Haruun Kal; Mid Rim; Dustig sector. Chewie knows exactly where we are I've been here with him before." She was still kind of laughing and Poe was in awe of how calm she was immediately.

"So the hunt for more rebel alliance didn't go so well eh?" Rey laughed as she appeared into the hologram too.

"Great idea I thought, y’know home of Mace Windu thought it'd be a good shout. Turns out the first-order thought the same thing. I'll keep BB's location on just be here quick I think it's gonna rain soon," Y/N then shuffled on top of Poe to grab him in a side hug. All Poe could think of was that he was 100% sure he told her to stop moving, "But at least we're both safe! Can't wait to see you guys soon we need to go for a drink!"

With that, the hologram went dead and Y/N shuffled around to face Poe, basically nose to nose. just gawking at her. BB-8 beeped a reply to it which Y/N smirked at and Poe completely ignored. Y/N stood up finally from sitting on top of him which gave Poe the chance to finally shift and sort himself out. All she could do was smirk at him and shrug.

"What? I told you not to fall in love with me."

#star wars #poe dameron #poe dameron fanfiction #poe dameron fanfic #poe dameron imagine #poe dameron x reader #poe dameron x y/n #poe dameron x you

[masterqwertster]

Umm... 20. "Keep your foot elevated", 4. "Do you want me to wash your hair?" and/or 10. "Can you braid my hair?" for Chetney, Orym, Fearne and Laudna?

Okay, that's a lot of requests in one ask. So, let's narrow this down. Gonna pass on 20 "Keep your foot elevated" but I'll do 4 "Do you want me to wash your hair?" and 10 "Can you braid my hair?" since those jam together nicely. Also kind of skimped on Chetney, sorry. And since it looks like Bells Hells will be together again at last after some harrowing times for Team Issylra, have a Spa Day: Take 2.

"Here, let me wash your hair," Fearne says, sloshing up behind Orym in the big open-air bath.

He almost says no, simply because he doesn't need help washing his hair. Part of the reason he keeps it cut so short is because that makes it easy to handle on his own.

But Orym has missed Fearne something fierce during his trying times in Issylra. Missed her directness, her mischief, her unwavering support, her whimsy, her comforting warmth. He's missed his best friend so much.

So he lets her drag him over to the submerged bench ringing the pool, doesn't resist when she sits him in her furry lap, and finds himself leaning into her large (to him) hands as she massages the shampoo into his scalp.

"Hey, did the Wildmother ever give you my message?" Fearne asks.

It takes Orym a moment to reply, as he was just starting to drift from peaceful relaxation into sleep.

"I... Maybe? There was a night with... a bunch of nature spirits. What was the message supposed to be?" he answers uncertainly.

"Just that we were okay and hoping to see you soon."

"Then, yeah, maybe. I... The people there said the spirits, the eidolons, are separate from the gods, but the Wildmother oversees nature, so... I don't know. Maybe she encouraged them to be friendly that night? They were... comforting," Orym stumbles through the explanation.

Fearne nods along. She wasn't even sure she had actually spoken to the Wildmother that night, so it's not like she was expecting a concrete answer. Still, it's nice that something nature-y that could have been her happened. And that it made Orym happy.

A frown flickers across the faun's face. The half of Bells Hells that went to Issylra came back with a lot of sad and mad and hurt. Which is just not fair to them. Orym and Ashton and Laudna are some of the best people she knows. They should have gotten to have happy times too, like her and Chetney and Fresh Cut Grass. Even Imogen wasn't as down as them, and she was missing Laudna so much the whole time they were separated.

That's why they're trying to spoil the trio with a spa day, new clothes, things to make them feel good.

"Do you want help with your hair?" Orym offers into Fearne's contemplative silence.

"Oh, they already washed my hair and fur," Fearne waves it off. When she sees the little frown mar Orym's face, she makes a counter offer, "But you could braid my hair, if you want."

"Sure," he says with a relieved little smile. This is an uncomplicated kindness. A kindness with no ramifications to the results of a war to consider. "Do you want me weave flowers in?"

"Mhmm," Fearne hums with a big, eager nod.

Orym slips up onto the lip of the bathing pool behind Fearne and starts separating out her hair for braiding, considering which flowers he wants to add to her hair. It's always hard to decide with Fearnie.

"Ooh! Laudna, come here! Let me braid your hair!" Fearne calls out as she notices the shadowy woman walking towards the pool.

Laudna lets out a little startled noise, but smiles amicably and wanders over.

"You know, I don't think I can remember the last time someone braided my hair for me," she says, slipping into the water. "Though I fear one of you is going to have to be quick. I start falling apart if I stay in the water too long."

"Sure, sure," Fearne nods, barely listening as she tangles her fingers into Laudna's limp hair. "Do you want flowers in your braid?"

"Yes. That sounds nice," Laudna murmurs. "...But not white or blue ones."

"Of course. They wouldn't really suit you anyways," Fearne's face screws up at the idea of those colors.

"Red poppies," Orym suggests, aware that Laudna's request is not about color coordination.

"Oooh, yes!" Fearne agrees with a wagging tail. "Those looked so pretty last time."

As the little hair braiding session continues, Orym catches sight of Imogen lingering in the doorway, a sad smile on her face. Some reunions had been tougher than others after the experiences they've all faced. Imogen must be content to see Laudna finding some joy here, because she retreats to another part of the spa after watching for a while.

Eventually the braids are done and the ladies exit the water. Orym just made one big braid down the back for Fearne, a mess of bright and beautiful flowers artfully woven into the seafoam green strands. Laudna's braids... well, there's no mistaking the chaotic whimsy of Fearne in their design. Though Orym does have to give the faun credit for using the white streak in Laudna's hair for a single striking braid of black and white.

As the regroup with some of the others, Chetney wolf whistles, "Looking good, ladies!"

"You know it!" Fearne replies with a salacious wink and wiggle.

And that is something Orym is still getting used to being an actual thing.

#MQ&A #critical role #chetney pock o'pea #orym of the air ashari #fearne calloway #laudna #MQfic #hurt comfort dialogue prompt

[pandasized-crevice]

KinnPorsche fic ideas!!!

I present some KinnPorsche fic ideas i manically wrote out at 1am

The classic tattoo artist x florist au!!!BUT Porsche is the florist & Kinn is the tattoo artist; bonus fun if Kinn is the one who actually tattoos Porsche’s phoenix tattoo!!!OH AND Porsche at first gives Kinn flower bouquets that mean fuck you(yall know that post about flower language and the fuck you bouquet right?) but as time goes on the meaning of the bouquets change…..

MR. & MRS. SMITH AU  Y A LL

WING AU love me a wing au!!! KP grooming each others wings even though thats only for close family & loved ones???HELL YEAH

KP met when they were younger but due to circumstances they lost touch BUT MEET AGAIN AT YOKS BAR AHAHA ft. symbolic matching necklaces they gave each other so its basically the spider-man meme when they clock it on each other

Yall know that reddit post where the dude thinks he’s homophobic but he’s actually in love with his roommate? Porsche & Kinn come ON

Porsche works at this fancy restaurant bar where mafia boss Kinn goes for business meetings, porsche stops kinn from getting poisoned(drug in drink me thinks) and kinn(who already had a crush on the hot charming bartender who serves him the best drinks) falls harder

Porsche somehow ends up working for Vegas instead of Kinn and now Kinn must sit in lust every time the families meet because why is his cousin's bodyguard so hot?

Porsche meets Tankhun first & they become besties; porsche is giving my best friends brother by miss victoria justice

Magic mike-esque dancer!Porsche & mafia boss king!Kinn

Gardner/lawn worker!Porsche ft. Kinn staring lustfully from the windows & Kinn sitting by the pool to “read” aka to watch a shirtless porsche cut the grass

Porsche saves Kim and becomes his bodyguard instead; basically porsche becomes the watson to our kimlock holmes

University au! How could I forget!! Yall know those hazing things they do in bl? the specific activities they do?can yall imagine Porsche having to do the chicken dance to get kinn to sign his little book?

Mermaid au mermaid au MERMAID AU MY BELOVED so many possibilities with a mermaid au!!!!!!!!!

Maleficent-esque au with porsche as maleficent and porchay as aurora: porsche's uncle betrays porsche & cuts off his wings to give to the king(the king being vegas dad), porsche is like fuck yall fr & puts up the thorn wall to keep not only his brother but all the magical folk safe. But guess what little shithead mamages to get in?(tis prince kim!){the second & main fams are different kingdoms} Kinn goes looking for him,KP met,and idk plot happens...

Mamma mia au porchay invites porsche ex’s:kinn,vegas,pete to his birthday party

Zombie apocalypse au KP are separated and have to find each other again/ are strangers who join forces to stay alive & fall in love in the process

CORPSE BRIDE-ESQUE AU!!!!!Kinn as Emily(killed by his ex tawan ofc), Porsche as victor. Porsche is engaged to slimeball Vegas cuz his uncle owes them & he uses porsche to pay the debt. While in the forest Porsche rants about how he doesn’t wanna marry Vegas,he gets sad(he wants to marry for love),recites the vows his parents had for each other and places a ring on a “tree branch”. TIS KINN YUH hence Kinn taking porsche. {Spoiler alert: the rest of the theerpakyal fam is dead,vegas and his father killed them once kinn was killed}

All the theerapanyakul siblings have tigers (don’t question why they just do) and Kinns tiger adores Porsche to the point of physically harming Kinn/others if they do anything to Porsche. Not to mention,after they get over the incident of Porsche stepping on their tails and bonking them on the heads(he was scared guys you’d be to if you saw 2 fucking tigers outta no where),Tankhuns tigers,elizabeth & sebastian of course, like porsche too so most of the time you’ll see Porsche walk by with his trio of kitties

When Tankhun is kidnapped he manages to get away but passes out due to his injuries (amnesia anyone?)Our lovely parchara kittisawasd brothers find him and are like “neat a new brother!” but seriously tankhun gets the love he deserves 

If anyone wants to use any of these please go for it, i beg of you. if a fic is birthed PLEASE tag me i'd love to see it👀

#kinnporsche #kinnporsche the series #thai series #thai bl series #kinn x porsche #i love kinnporsche #fic ideas #fic prompts #i'm not a writer but #that's it i'm not a writer:( #these are rusty someone come polish them PLEASE #cellulars kp fic ideas

[cutesmokes]

Bryce was always known as the moody type, well, to his friends anyways. But when certain silliness occurs it's not that hard to find the softness that lies within. 

Cw: brief mention of alcohol, subtle swearing 

Day 7: flustered

Bryce was always known as the moody type, well, to his friends anyways. But when certain silliness occurs it's not that hard to find the softness that lies within. 

Cw: brief mention of alcohol, subtle swearing, very brief mention of sodascentpack(?) 

:readmore:

Bryce was never really happy, not even as a child. Though his sister did everything to protect him and keep him happy, his family had issues which only worsened as he got older. When he found himself alone after a long shift at his less than superior job: he tended to try to fill the hole with the cheap alcohol the local bar sold, that was until he was teleported to the plane. His temper only worsened as he was dragged away from his life. He had nothing good going on, but at least he wasn't being held against his will. It still boiled his blood when he thought about it for too long. The only thing that came out of that conversation was the two objects sitting next to him in the soft grass by a lake they had discovered on one of their many journeys they had taken after settling back into the world they were used to. It had been at least a year since ‘ONE” had ended and after climbing out of some dark pits, life had gone back to normal. Both Bryce and Liam had found a new job and Amelia continued hers as a yoga instructor. Though they were miles apart, they had promised each other they would keep in touch, they only had each other all those months after all. This week, the trio were in the beautiful city of Yakima Washington, taking in the sights and sounds. During their first trip here, Amelia showed them around where she had grown up and her favorite places to visit when she had the time. Washington had always been a historical city, rich with landmarks and breathtaking photo opportunities, which Liam refused to pass up. Now that they were back, they dedicated more of their time to just relaxing. Bryce breathed in the crisp autumn air, hands tucked behind his head while the wind danced through the grass, making it tickle at the back of his neck. He let his eyes close as he followed the brief conversations that passed through them. He had noticed he was a lot calmer these days, but he still couldn't shake his curt reputation. It had just become a part of his personality at this point. His resting face usually consisted of bored, tired eyes and an emotionless frown. It made him hard to read sometimes, but Liam and Amelia knew him at this point. It never stopped them from wishing he would smile more however, they couldn't blame him though. They had been through hell and back. You couldn't shake that type of thing. Not instantly at least. For a moment, Bryce let his real smile slip as Liam said something particularly stupid. It was brief, but not unnoticed. Amelia, who had been sitting criss crossed, leaned over the man, grinning slyly, but tenderly. 

“You really should smile more. Happy looks good on you." Bryce could feel his cheeks warm slightly as her shadow loomed over him. His head tilted to the side, facing away from her as he scoffed. Liam, who was previously laying on his belly, had crawled closer to the pair, finding his place on his opposite side as he now sat on his own legs.

“Yeah Bryce. Take a break from frowning, would ya?” he said, gently poking his cheek. Bryce huffed as if he was irritated as his head now turned back to face Amelia’s side, eyes still closed. He was too stubborn to admit he was enjoying himself now that the two had said something. A gentle hand made themselves comfortable at his ribs, making him jump. Oh shit.

“Bryce..~ you better day something soon.. We know how to make you smile, ya know~.” the fingers hadn't even begun to move and he already had the feeling that he might die. He didn't move. His fingers flexed in his hair, trying desperately- didn't dare speak as he felt the blush on his face flush up to his ears. His fingers tangle in his hair as a method to try and ground himself. He wouldn't break this time. Liam’s hand slowly rose until his fingertips were just barely gliding over his shirt. He wasn't much of the patient type. He was playful and ruthless, taking his chances while he could as a bold smirk painted his features. 

“Oh that's right! Unfortunately for you, we know just how ticklish you are. Don't you remember back in july~? You practically outed yourself when Amelia wrapped her arms around you.”

“Poor bryce,” Amelia cooed in response, hand slowly gliding up his side, circling his under arm, before tracing up and down his forearm. She laid onto her stomach, whispering into his ear. ”You let out the girliest scream~. We were in public too… how unfortunate~” she giggled softly, watching how Bryce's hand shot out to bat away her breath that warmed his ear. Liam only followed her motions, now nuzzling into his neck as his fingers still wired at his side. 

“You struggled to sit still, just as you are doing now- though.. I think your face is redder this time~.” 

Bryce's hells dug into the dirt now as he pursed his lips, fighting the flustered butterflies inside his belly. His lips quivered as the urge to smile only got stronger. He could feel little tears against his eyelashes from how hard he was squeezing his eyes shut. His fingers tugged at his beanie, quickly pulling it over his cherry red face. With the endless teases and gentle skittering, it wasn't long before soft titters pushed through his lips. His friends cooed, scooting closer to him as their hands stilled ever so slightly. 

"There you go ~! That wasn't so hard, was it~?" Amelia teased, pulling the hat from his head to comb her free hand through his hair. Bryce crossed his arms over his chest, opening his eyes only to stare directly in front of him, not bothering to look towards the monsters at either side as his grumpy attitude quickly returned as he fought to keep the giggles out of his voice. 

"I hate you both." He mumbled, turning His head back to Liam's side as he pouted towards the ground. There was a soft chuckle before two separate hands pulled his own away from his body, both mentally noting how easy it was due to him not fighting them. 

"Well that's not nice."

"And look- you're frowning again! Don't worry Bryce, we'll fix you up in a jiffy~!" 

He groaned, eyes rolling as his body tensed up against the phantom tickles that already vibrated through his system. He should have expected this. Nothing good ever came out of hanging with his favorite dorks. Deep down, he knew he didn't mind it as much as he played like he did. He could never say that out loud though, no matter how much their stupid little games flustered him. Bryce lay nestled between the two grinning idiots, fighting the grin that their wriggling fingers coaxed out of his almost permanent frown. Liam and Amelia each held one of his wrists down at his sides while their free hands hovered in front of his face. They had already pushed past his melting point, but he refused to use that as an excuse to fall under the team’s mercy. He was going to end up facing his fate sooner or later so might as well have some fun with it. He stuck his chest out proudly, bending his neck so that he could look into the eyes of the people who had trapped him. 

“You wouldn't dare try anything.”

“Oh we wouldn't, huh~?” Liam questioned, sharing a devious smirk with the woman beside him before digging into his side. The smaller man giggled evilly as Bryce's body fought against his will, twitching and jerking as the digits made contact. Amelia fluttered her soft blue nails against the tense muscles of his neck, causing him to squeak  rather girlishly. The young woman giggled, cooing into his ear.

“My my.. Such a sweet noise for a supposedly angry person like yourself~” 

 The fast food worker’s blush flooded up passed his ears as his smile slowly appeared, shaky and unsteady. Amelia’s lips brushed over his wrists and up to his palm, causing his fingers to flex and tremble. Liam’s quick skittering passed over his belly, clawing at the fabric. For a moment, he let go of his hand, only for it to be grabbed by amelia as she continued to whisper and nuzzle into his neck as Liam sat between Bryce’s legs- reaching up to his hips, slipping just past his pantline, digging gently into the dips in the bones of his hips, the flesh warm under his fingers. Bryce squealed, bucking violently as the dam broke. Birds flew from trees as his snorty cackles filled the silence that had been there just moments before. 

“FUCKING HEHEHEHELL!!! LIAM!!!!! y-YOU BIHIHIHAHA-” bryce tried desperately to express his “resentment” with the situation, but every word melted into embarrassingly squeaky snorts and chest quacking chortals. With one hand continuing to dig across his hip, Liam's other hand slipped under the white fabric of the thrashing man’s tee. His fingers wisped and nudged against the softer muscle of his lower stomach before flicking his fingers upwards, letting his pointer twirl sneakily against the piercing in his navel, causing the elder to flitch, a childish giggle interrupting his cackles. Bryce was in a world of his own as he felt the ground beneath him evaporated. He laughed until his sides were sore and he laughing turned to silent scream, thats only when the two finally stoped their torture. Liam returned to his side as Bryce's body went limp against the grass. It was a while before he could talk again but when he did, his arms crossed over his abdomen, face practically on fire. Liam and Amelia just smiled, simultaneously kissing the side of his face, only adding to the bright red that bloomed over his face, making his freckles all the more visible now. His fingers pinched the bridge of his nose as he sighed, focusing on his breathing so he wouldn't completely combust. Maybe ONE wasn't so bad… the stupid game show resulting in meeting the best people he had ever interacted with. His heart fluttered slightly as he felt the other two settle next to him, falling into comfortable quiet again. overhead, a bird twittered. Maybe it was because he was giddy- but he felt lighter.. Happy even. Especially when he grabbed his two attackers and started to act on his revenge plan. No one would stop smiling that day, just how it should be.       

#sfw tickling community #tickletober 2023 #lee!bryce #ler! Amelia #ler!Liam #hfjone tickles #goobers i tell you #smokers stories™

[ace-the-fox]

Ok so the idea is basically a fem/genderbent human sanders sides au (because it's me asking lol) and 3 girls are just out for a walk one day, these girls are Virginia, Louis and Patty (not related to our ongoing series, I'm just lazy with names) and while they're out for their walk they find a girl laying in the grass, they think she's dead, they call for an ambulance and turns out she's not dead but she was attacked very viciously, when she waked up she has no memory, like none at all, full amnesia, the only clue to her identity is the name tag on the uniform she was wearing "Robin", the uniform doesn't have a company name or logo just the name tag, they can't just leave her at the hospital so they take her home to the large house they all share (rich families), you can decide what happens from there. Wow, this is a lot, good luck lol

FINALLY I CAN ANSWER THIS-

Uh, yeah, here's your overdue fic. Other request will be filled... at some point in time... :,)

Memory - Part I (a sanders sides fanfic)

There were a lot of things Virginia expected to see on a nightly walk. Streetlamps, grass, houses. The moon, especially. She loved the moon. But anyways, there were a lot of very simple things to expect from a very simple night out.

A dead girl out in the grass somewhere was not one of them.

It was Louis, the most responsible out of the trio, to speak first. "Check if she's breathing before we do anything else," she instructed, almost eerily steadily. Patty nodded at her, and bent down next to the still girl's form. Just as she went to check for any sign of life, the other girl's eyes shot up so quickly Virginia felt her heart nearly burst out of her chest.

She was clearly hurt. The other girls could see the blood, scrapes and bruising even in the dark. She clearly had some difficulty moving. Patty gently stopped her as she tried to sit up. "No! No, no..." she mumbled gently, putting a very light, comforting hand on her shoulder. "Just lay there a moment, we'll call an ambulance for you. Can you tell us your name?"

The girl paused. They could all see the gears turning behind her eyes. After a few unbearably long moments of silence, the girl screwed her eyes shut. "I... I don't know," she admitted. The trio gave each other a few looks, but Patty immediately went to reassure her. "Don't worry," she grinned as casually as possible. "I'm sure it'll come to you in a bit. Just relax for now. You're in good hands, and I'm sure you'll be in even better hands when the professionals come!"

She was clearly still uncomfortable, but managed to relax at Patty's comfort. The woman had always had a knack to make everyone feel better, regardless of the situation. Her control and ease even had an effect on Louis and Virginia, keeping them significantly more calm than they were at the time of seeing this strange girl.

The ambulance thankfully arrived not long later. They took the injured girl, as carefully as they could, off the ground and onto the ambulance bed. As they weren't friends or relatives, any the trio were disallowed from getting into the ambulance themselves. But that couldn't stop them from walking back home to Louis' car so they could drive to the hospital themselves. They just wanted to ensure she was okay, even if they didn't even know her name.

They arrived at the hospital, miraculously finding where she was, even with little knowledge of who on earth this girl was. Apparently, her name was Robin, as noted by the paramedics. It was on a nametag that the girls hadn't noticed due to shock, and even so couldn't read in the dark.

They found her in that hospital room, surprised to find her awake. Semi upright. Her bed lifted by her head at a 45° angle. Louis padded in first, quietly. Robin nearly jumped at seeing her there. "Who... are you?" she asked slowly, her voice quiet and horse.

Louis responded calmly, in her usual near monotone, so as not to frighten the poor girl any further than she clearly was. Hell, she was putting Virginia out of a job for being on guard. "I'm Louis. And this is Virginia and Patty. Very close friends of mine," she introduced herself. "We're the ones who found you. We just wanted to come see if you were okay."

Robin's lips pulled themselves tightly into a false smile. "I'm good," she nodded. But the smile immediately faltered, before fading away entirely. "I'm not, actually," she confessed, dejectedly. "Apart from the whole 'got beat up by a group of thugs' thing, which, by the way, ouch, I... don't know anything."

She gripped the blanket on her hospital bed, hands shaking. She was staring wide eyed at nothing in particular. "I only know my name because it was on that stupid name tag. Before the run in... nothing. My memory seems to have wiped itself clean. I don't know my own address, favorite colour, family members... anything." Her voice wobbled with emotion on the last word. Within seconds she was in hysterics.

Patty, always the emotionally sensitive, immediately scooped her into a hug. She said nothing, just rubbed her back as she let out all her darkest emotions. Virginia and Louis, much less emotionally sensitive, just watched awkwardly. Not knowing what to do.

"Thank you," Robin sniffled, after pulling back from Patty, wiping under her eyes with her fingers. "All of you. Truly. God knows what might have happened to me if you all hadn't found me." She smiled gratefully. The other three nodded politely. "Would you like us to leave you alone for a moment?" Louis suggested. "We'll be just outside the door." Robin nodded at her silently.

Louis ushered the other girls out of Robin's hospital girl, where the girl was still sniffling quietly, even after calming down significantly. They all stood in the hallway outside the room, looking at each other.

Surprisingly, it was Virginia who spoke first, who hadn't spoken since they found Robin at least an hour ago now. "She should come home with us," she blurted out. Her friends looked at her in shock. Virginia immediately averted eye contact, looking at the floor and fiddling with her sleeves in a flustered manner. "I... I just thought," she murmured carefully, "since she doesn't have any family she can remember, we could take her in for a bit. Until she finds out a bit more about herself and finds where she's meant to be. I mean, we are rich..." She laughed awkwardly.

Louis furrowed her brow in consideration, before shrugging her shoulders. "Virginia's right," she stated. "It would be the right thing to do." Patty clapped her hands excitedly, despite the situation. "Ooh, new roommate!" she gasped, excitedly. "And we can help her find her memories, like a murder mystery."

"Alright, calm down, Patty," Louis smirked, winking at her slightly. "We're just taking her in for her comfort and safety. Though it would be nice to help her with her amnesia in some way too." Patty beamed. They all nodded amongst one another.

And that was where the mystery unfolded...

#sanders sides #fanfic #genderbent #virgil sanders #roman sanders #logan sanders #patton sanders #also you don't have to send another ask with a prompt like our other running fic #i have more developing ideas for this one on its own #but if you have a prompt for the next part send an ask if you so please #whatever works for you lol

[kogglyuffs]

weed

#digital art #my art #fanart #hell yeah grass trio #love cosmo's roses #sonic x #sonic fanart #sonic the hedgehog #cosmo #cosmo the seedrian #cosmo the plant #cookie run #cookie run fanart #herb cookie #adventure time #adventure time fanart #fern art #fern adventure time #i also love fern's hair

[f1nalboys]

Okay, okay! So I love your poly!Ghostface dark/angst, but I wanna see you do some poly!Ghostface dark/fluff too(if that's a thing?)! Still unhealthy/toxic relationship, but one where their feelings are at least actually true and genuine. Trio vs the World shit. Best Friends to Lovers blah blah blah cause you know Im a slut for that lmao. NSFW too if you're willing 👀

AHH so glad I finally got to this request I'm sorry it took me so long :(( HOWEVER i had fun writing it!! i really hope you enjoy (ps, no smut unfortunately i tried to add it and it was coming out wrong ahhh) flashbacks are italicized! 

WORD COUNT: 2352

WARNINGS: toxic relationship, kinda cute moments between the three of you, cursing, little bit of stalking, threats of violence, no nsfw because i was a little lazy sorry :,(

Had someone told you five years ago that you'd be dating not only Billy Loomis but Stu Macher as well, you’d have laughed straight in their face. And yet here you were, curled up on the couch between the two, your legs thrown over Billys and your head resting on Stu’s shoulder, watching a horror movie. You smile softly as you feel Billy’s hand grip your thigh slightly. He never seemed to realize he was doing it which made it even cuter.

“Remember the day I met you guys?” You question, head moving off of Stu’s shoulder when he turns to look at you. He gives you a goofy grin and nods, kissing the tip of your nose. “Sure, baby. Why?”

“Did you think we would have gotten together? Like, back then?”

“Definitely,” Billy says, poking his finger into your side. You raise an eyebrow at him, catching his hand and holding it in your lap. He sighs, grinning slightly. “Alright, maybe not the day we met, but I knew pretty soon. Why? What’s got you thinking about it?”

You shrug, not really sure yourself. Something about the situation you three were in at the moment made your mind drift to those few awful god damn weeks. “You two really sucked then, you know? Honestly, I’m surprised I didn't kill you both.”

Stu gasps, throwing himself back with a hand on his heart. You roll your eyes; ever the dramatic. “You would have hurt us? I can’t believe this… the betrayal!” You elbow him and he sits back up, laughing, and wraps his arms around you, planting a few sloppy kisses onto your neck.

“We weren’t even that bad, babe.” Billy says, eyes widening as you glare at him.

“Not that bad? Do I need to remind you of the first thing you said to me when we met?” You shoot back, sitting up closer to Stu. You had already forgiven the two for how they acted then, but that doesn’t mean you can’t give them a hard time.

The first day you met Billy and Stu, it had started out good. You still didn’t have many friends but that was perfectly okay with you. You were sat in the grass outside one of the buildings where your next class was held, waiting. Thirty more minutes and you got to go to math; yay. You were leaned up against a tree, headphones in, trying to relax, when two men stood in front of you. They were pretty cute. One was tall, wearing a thin sweater and a goofy grin, while the other was shorter with dark hair and a smirk. The tall one's mouth moves and you pull your earbuds out, about to apologize for not hearing him, when the shorter one speaks.

“Pretty stupid to wait for someone to talk to you before taking your headphones out.” His smile was still there but it was clearly masking his annoyance. Your eyebrows raise in surprise at the gall of this dude. You don’t even know him and he thinks he’s owed a conversation?

“Excuse me?”

“What? You’re deaf and a bitch?” The taller one slaps the back of his head immediately and he grumbles, rubbing the soreness. You scoff, shaking your head, fuming. Was it just this dude or were most people here dicks? You didn't want to find out.

You stand, grabbing your bag and pushing past the two, heading towards the building. Your eyes instantly roll into the back of your head when you hear the sound of footsteps behind you. “Hey, I’m sorry about him, really. That’s how he jokes and sometimes it comes across as mean. I’m Stu and he’s Billy.”

Stopping in your tracks you turn to face Stu, the taller one, and take a second to think of a response. Glancing over at Billy, who had finally caught up with you, you can see what resembles regret on his features. “Well, he didn’t come across as mean, he came across as an asshole.”

Stu laughs, nodding. Billy shrugs, giving you that same weak smile he had shown when he approached. You shrug your backpack up higher onto your shoulder, the weight of it starting to get to you, when Billy grabs ahold of it and yanks it off of you. “What the hell? Give me my shit back!”

“Least I can do is to carry it for you. You going to class?” He asks. It’s like he wasn’t taking no for an answer. You give a large sigh and nod, silently thankful for the weight off your shoulders. “Which building?”

“Sycamore.” He nods and begins to walk there, you and Stu trailing behind him. “Is he always so...?” You ask Stu under your breath, trailing off, unsure of a word that could describe the man. He grins and nods. “Annoying? Mean? Stubborn? Yes, yes, and yes.”

Billy groans at the memory, annoyed. He hated when you brought that up. “I told you I was just having an off day! Come on, you’re acting like Stu didn’t offend you too! Do you not remember when you got food with us, like, that night?” Stu punches Billy in the shoulder hard, pissed that he had brought it up.

“Oh yeah! I kinda forgot about how much of a dickhead Stu was,” You say, leaning back against the couch. It really was a shock your relationship with the boys got to where it was now.

Billy and Stu followed you around all day. It seemed they were trying to apologize for Billy’s attitude earlier but, if you were being honest, it was kind of unnerving. After your math class, where they had walked you inside the building and only left when the professor came in, you saw them waiting outside under the tree you had been at.

“Can you guys stop following me?” You had told them the third time you noticed them, this time at the small diner you stopped by after your last class. Stu’s face turned red and he looked behind him as if there was someone else you could be talking about. “Yeah, you two.”

“We wanted to apologize for earlier,” Billy said, motioning for you to join them at their table. You had to choose which one to sit next too and, after your not-so-pleasant meeting with Billy that morning, you sat next to Stu. He sticks his tongue out at Billy who rolls his eyes.

“You already apologized. It’s getting kind of creepy.” You say, placing your elbow on the table. Before the boys could respond, the waitress walks over, placing down their drinks. She flashes you a smile and takes your order, walking off with a sway in her hips, much to the boy's enjoyment.

Stu throws an arm over your shoulder and you shrug him off, ignoring the pained look he gives you. “We just wanted to make sure you really knew we were sorry! Billy here never acts right around a hottie,”

“Stu you fucking idiot.” Billy spits, throwing something at him. Stu laughs, holding his hands up in mock surrender. Billy looks at you and gives you what looks like a real, genuine smile. “Sorry about him; he can’t seem to think with his upstairs brain.”

“Don’t need to when my downstairs one leads me to be sitting next to a smoke show,” Stu says, holding his hand out to you for a high five. Your face flushes and you ignore him, scooting away from him slightly. He was cute, sure, but way too forward. “What? Can’t compliment people anymore?”

“Not when your compliments are preceded by stalking.” You mutter, a part of you hoping he doesn’t hear it. Unfortunately, he does. You see his face change in your peripheral vision and your eyes flick over to Billy. He grins at you, sitting back in the booth, and taking a sip from his drink. He was enjoying this.

“Stalking? You’re fucking with me, right?” His rant is cut short by the return of the waitress who hands you your drink and places the food the boys had ordered onto the table, completely oblivious to your discomfort. She leaves and Stu grabs a fry from his plate, chewing loudly. “We’re not fucking stalking you - trust me, there are better ways to spend our time.”

Billy throws his balled up straw wrapper at Stu, catching his attention, and you let out a soft sigh of relief when Stu’s demeanor changes. He was back to smiling and laughing as if he hadn’t just been attempting to tear you to shreds. “Sorry about that… I’m pretty tired, that’s all.” Stu says, playing with his fingers.

“S’okay, I guess.”

“Why don’t you let us take you on a date? You know, as an apology?” Billy chimes in and Stu grins, nodding. A large part of yourself was screaming no. There was something off about these boys, something dark just under the surface, but you were intrigued. And so you smile.

“Yeah, I guess you two can do that.”

Billy had his arms wrapped around you, laughing at the excuses Stu was stammering out. He was obviously getting frustrated at the memory and you opened your arms to let him join in on the cuddling.

“You know, I really am glad we stuck together. I don’t know what I’d do if it were for our nightly cuddle sessions,” You say, your words muffled by Stu’s sweater. He pulls back and gives you a kiss, Billy swooping in to take one from him as well.

“Yeah, I don’t know what I’d do without our fuck sessions,” Stu hums and you groan, punching him in the shoulder. What a way to ruin the moment. “Wait, let’s not act like you were a saint in all of this! I remember you being pretty awful at one point.”

“What?! No way!”

Billy nods, tickling your sides for a second. “Sure were, babe.”

Two months into the relationship was your breaking point. You really did like, if not love, the boys and yet you were still an outsider. Walking into the shared apartment just for their whispered conversations to stop. Late nights spent in the living room with hushed voices while you tried to sleep. You felt as though you only knew a portion of the two people you had come to like; no, love.

You admit it was petty. It wasn’t the right thing to do in any circumstance, but you did it because you knew it would get a reaction. You had packed a bag and sat in the living room. You wanted them to see you leave. Wanted them to see how much their secrecy had taken. You had been together only a short while and yet you felt so at home with them that the idea of actually leaving, of breaking it off, nearly tore you apart.

The door opens and in enters Billy and Stu, wrapped up in their own conversation. Stu waves at you, carrying on before realizing what he had just seen. “Babe? What are you doing?”

“I’m leaving.” Your voice was confident, not a waver in sight, and you knew it was because you weren’t planning on leaving. Some would call it manipulation, sure, but you were backed into a corner. Stu’s mouth drops open and Billy stares at you, his eyes narrowed.

“What? What do you mean you’re leaving? What’s wrong? Did something happen?” Stu rushes to sit down next to you on the couch, not wanting to accept the idea that you were leaving them on your own volition. His arms wrap around yours and you shove him off. “Babe?”

You shake your head, standing from your spot on the couch, grabbing ahold of the bag. Billy was still standing near the door, his arms crossed, watching you. “Don’t call me that. The two of you… It’s like I’m not even in this relationship. I’m an outsider with the two people I love and there’s not a damn thing I can do about it.”

“Where the hell is this coming from?” Billy questions, grabbing ahold of your arm when you try to walk past him. His voice is thick and you could see the vein in his forehead throbbing. He was angry and you hate to admit it but that’s exactly what you were hoping for.

For the next two hours the three of you talk about your relationship and the future of it. Stu cried, you cried, Billy sniffled a few times, and then you came to an agreement. No more secrets. They told you things that they hadn't told anyone before that they hid behind a vague threat of ‘once you hear this you’re stuck with us,’ and you told them things you had planned on taking to your grave. To say you weren’t shocked at what they told you would be a lie.

Murder wasn’t what you thought they were capable of and especially not murder so gruesome. But, oddly, you felt better about being with them. They trusted you, loved you, enough to let you know their biggest and darkest secret. And you loved it.

Knowing they wouldn’t hesitate to kill for you was a major turn on, which they soon found out.

“Wow, I really was kind of horrible, wasn’t I.” You mutter as Billy recounts the memory with a few interruptions by Stu. You didn’t remember it that way but the more they talked the more you could tell they were being honest. “Well, good thing we stuck together, hm? Would have been pretty bad if we hadn’t.”

“Yeah because we would have killed you,” Billy whispers into your ear and you shiver. He’s telling the truth and that’s what makes the relationship the way it is; they choose to be with you, to keep you around, to love you. “Yeah, we would have given you a call a while ago,” Stu says, his finger making a slicing motion across your neck.

You roll your eyes not because you don’t believe them but because you do. And you wouldn’t have it any other way.

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Yandere Adult Trio finding you after a few years after escape CW: physical abuse, mentions of kidnapping, blood, needles

Hisoka

This is rather nice actually. A quiet life in the middle of nowhere where no one questions you. It’s somewhat of a farming community you live in. You work at a farmers market, selling fresh fruits and vegetables to the same people every day. Everyone here recognizes you under your fake identity, and treats you as part of the community. As if you didn’t randomly appear one day. As if you aren’t in hiding. 

It’s been about three years you would say. Three years since you escaped... him. You dyed your hair, wore colored contacts and completely changed your clothing look. You moved countries, learned a new language, and completely dropped your entire identity and life. It was the only way you could escape him. How you escaped him remains a mystery to you too. He was always attentive but- you escaped that last time. Slipped through his fingers. 

Mr. Grady, the oldest farmer in town hobbles over to your stand and smiles with his big loose mouth. He only has a few teeth but you don’t need many when you blend all of your food anyway.

“Oh hello Charlie. How are you today?” He asks with his frail old man voice.

You smile back and begin bagging up the usual for him. “Very good Mr. Grady. How are you?” 

Your conversations are never short but it’s almost become a highlight of your day to hear the old man ramble. “Oh you know. The sheep dog are sick, so I tried rounding those cows up with my cat. He practically got trampled!” He throws his arms up as if it’s unbelievable. You somewhat listen as he continues. “... moral of the story is, cats are unreliable and only have two lives.” 

As you hand the paper bag over the counter the old man stops to think for a moment. “I saw someone new up by the shops today, he was a real character. Quite tall too.” 

You nod and get the change for the money he hands you, “Oh really? Did you talk to him?”

“He wasn’t much interested in me. Though he didn’t seem like a normal traveler. He was much too eccentric for that.” He offers one last toothless smile, “Don’t work too late. It’s time for the foxbears to come out of hibernation soon.” 

Before you can further question him, he hobbles off pretty quickly for an old man. Of course you’re overreacting but someone eccentric and tall randomly coming to town? No it couldn’t be. It’s been over three years since then. And he wouldn’t go this far for you would he? 

After closing up the shop you grab the keys to your car and head for the ‘parking lot’. It’s a field with white lines spray painted on the grass with a single light to illuminate the whole place. You hop into your car and are just glad to finally go home after a long day. It was rather slow but that’s because it was a tuesday. It is very busy on friday-monday. You start your car, and turn on the air, you plug your phone in and relax some into your seat.

You adjust your rear view mirror and scream when you do. You just barely catch the reflection of someone in the back of your car. He’s sitting in the back seat watching you closely. You decide against turning around to face him.

“Hello y/n. Or is it Charlie?” He asks calmly, as if it were a casual conversation.

You clear your throat and try to control your shaking. “What are you doing here Hisoka?” 

He ignores your question completely. “You really know how to choose a nice town. Quiet, friendly, off the grid.”

“I suppose.” Your hands grip on the steering wheel tightens. “How did you find me?”

“Oh, well, it was quite hard really. You did a good job. But once I found the first person who helped you change your identity, it was just a matter of going down the chain.”

You’d rather not think about what happened to those people. “And what are you doing here?” You repeat your question.

“Well there’s only one thing I’m here for of course.” He leans back in the seat, just barely having enough room for his legs. “I’ve come to bring you home.” 

“I don’t want to. It’s nice here.” You state as if you have an option. 

He leans forward this time, and cranes his head around the drivers seat to whisper in your ear, “It’s really not up to you pet.”

Before you can even react, there’s a rope around your neck, and he’s pulling you hard against your seat. You claw at the rope and gasp for air. You try to turn some but the rope burn hurts too much. You manage to get your fingers under the rope around your neck, and throw yourself forward.

His head smacks the back of your seat but your head smacks the wheel, honking the horn. There’s no doubt that you’re bleeding. You throw the rope over your head and jump out of the car, and run. But he’s much faster.

He jumps out of the car and before you know it, he grabs the back of your shirt, pulling you to him. He holds you against himself with his arms, leaving no room for escape. But you have one more trick up your sleeve. You throw your head back as hard you can and headbutt his face. There’s a loud crack that you can only assume is his nose. 

He groans and his nails dig into your skin through your clothes. “You really got feisty while I was away.” His nails begin to pierce your skin, ripping through the cloth of your shirt. “But it’s no matter, it only turns me on more.”

Illumi

To say you’re on the run is an understatement. You’re practically sprinting away even all these years later. You know that if you stop for even a few days that he would find you. You spend no more than three days at a time in the same place. You’ve travelled half of the world by now- and quite honestly it has been somewhat nice. Not just the freedom from the suffocating grasp of your captor Illumi, but being able to see the world. You would never have done this if not for the situation you were in. Maybe things happen for a reason.

It feels like forever since you’ve been travelling. But the reality is that it’s only been two years. Two long years of not stopping. You have a new name and often go days without eating. It’s not easy getting money when you aren’t in the same area for long. 

It was late night when you escaped from him. He never let his guard down so you just had to go for it. He wasn’t expecting you to make a mad dash out of the manor, and hide out in the woods for a few days. Slowly but surely you managed to get out of the mountain prison, leaving through the small door next to the office. The man working at the entrance was sipping tea and reading the newspaper when you left much too busy to pay attention to you. You’re more than sure he was punished for missing you leaving. But sometimes you wonder if he chose to ignore you on purpose, and let you escape. 

It’s a beautiful morning. You slept on a few blankets and a sweatshirt as a pillow on the ground of a cave. It was hard to get any sleep at first but you managed to get used to the back pain. The sun is shining through the canopy, streams of light illuminating the cave. The grass outside of the cave is wet with dew droplets. It’s only slightly humid but the breeze with the warm weather is heavenly. It’s not every day you get good weather like this. 

You sit up and stretch your arms in the air, yawning tiredly. Your usual morning routine was to get a fire started, and put the tiny kettle above it. In your small backpack you have a few essential items. Coffee being one of them. You get out your tin can after jimmying a fire and filling the kettle with water from a nearby stream. You drop some instant coffee grounds in the kettle and bask in the aroma of coffee. 

You pour yourself a cup and put some powdered milk packets and splenda in the cup, stirring it with a stick that looked relatively... clean. But you had a feeling that today was the day. You weren’t sure why this morning you knew he would find you. But you did. Almost on cue, you hear footsteps approach behind you.

You bring the tin cup to your lips, taking a long sip of the hot coffee. 

“So this is where you’ve been.” You don’t even flinch at his words. You knew this was inevitable. 

The coffee burns your tongue. “Yes, I must have stayed here for a day too long. Don’t you agree Illumi?”

“Yes. It was quite stupid.” There���s a silence between the two of you. You continue sitting on the ground with your back facing him. “Are you ready to leave?” He asks as if he’s picking you up from and elementary sleep over. 

“May I finish my coffee first?” 

“I suppose.” Though he doesn’t move from his spot, his gaze staying firm on your back.

Luckily you haven’t spent all this time just running, but training. In self defense to be specific.

Quickly you jump up and turn around, you move your arm to throw the coffee on him in hopes of burning him. He grabs your wrist, but the coffee does land on his forearm. You bring your leg up to kick him in the side but he grabs it right as you make contact. The only hit you actually manage to land is when you throw a punch with your free hand at his throat. If it were anyone else they would be stunned for at least a few seconds. But this wasn’t anyone. He shows no sign of flinching. 

“Are you ready now?” He asks.

You allow your body to relax and he lets go of your limbs. “Go ahead, put a needle in me.”

He doesn’t argue with your point, pressing a needle to your chest and the last thing you hear is “Don’t fight it.”

Chrollo

The very thought that all of these people by his side had no qualms about you being kidnapped makes you sick. All of them had many chances to set you free and yet they stayed loyal to your captor, as if this were normal and okay. So many people witnessing this unhealthy obsession and not even muttering a word about it. Honestly you find it more ridiculous than you do sad. How did he have all these people under his thumb? Was he really just that powerful? 

Wherever he went, you went. One day he had what they called, ‘a mission.” You had caught a cargo train out west and jumped on, as stowaways. It’s not as if anyone checked each boxcar. All of you had fallen asleep in the small space of the boxcar. The train was at full speed, with no sign of stopping anytime soon. Cargo trains were much faster than you anticipated. Once you were sure everyone was asleep, you stood up casually as if you were just stretching. In case someone woke up. Which they did. Nobunaga peeled his eyes open and examined you. But he was too slow, you leaped out of the car before anyone could grab you. You went tumbling through a field after hitting your head very hard against the ground. It wasn’t the perfect escape but it was an escape.

After that you found a nearby farm, and while it was still night you stole a horse from a barn. You rode for many miles, until days later you found a very busy city. Somehow you managed to make a life for yourself, becoming a low grade secretary. 

Today was a slow day, your employer did not have many clients today. You checked in on your boss to see if she needed anything but she waved you away. You decided to play solitaire on the computer, a perfectly valid way to waste time. 

The phone rings and you pick it up while still keeping one hand on the mouse to play solitaire. 

“Hello this is the Seedling Lawyer’s Office. How may I help you?” You stick the phone between your ear and shoulder, playing solitaire. 

There’s a chuckle from the other side of the phone. “So it is you.”

Your blood runs cold, and the only thing that your head is telling you is ‘run’. “I’m not sure who this is, could you please state your name and purpose for calling?” Playing dumb seems like the only decision right now. 

“My darling, there’s no need for the semantics. I’m coming to pick you up right now.” Perfectly on cue, the sliding doors of the building open and you drop the phone, standing up abruptly. 

His eyes show affection and kindness, but there’s a glimmer of... rage. You look around but no one is in the waiting room and you know the cameras are fake for security. This is a cheap layer’s business after all. 

“There’s no need for the semantics Chrollo.” You try to say mockingly but it comes out more as fearful and unsure.

His smile drops and he begins walking towards your desk. “Do you understand the consequences of your actions y/n?” He scoffs kicks the heavy desk to the side as if it weighed nothing. “I missed you of course.” 

“Ah well, maybe I needed a break.” It comes out as a question. 

He corners you against the wall and places a rough hand on your cheek. “Oh darling, oh my sweet darling.” His smile reappears, as sweet as it always has been. “I’m going to kill your entire family.” His hand grips the side of your face roughly and he tilts your head back. 

“You really are something. I would never hurt you, you know.” He places a gentle kiss against your cheek despite his tight grip on the side of your head. “But that doesn’t mean there aren’t consequences for what you’ve done.” 

You swallow the lump in your throat and grab his wrist. “Well you’re hurting me right now.” 

Immediately he drops his hand and sighs. “I would never hurt you intentionally, or if not necessary.” He grabs your throat, holding it so tightly you wonder if you’ll ever be able to talk again. He’s crushing your air ways and vocal cords. You claw at his wrist but its useless. “Disciplining you does not count as hurting you.” He leans forward, and if you could yelp you would.

He bites your cheek, definitely leaving a mark. After drawing blood, he licks it up. Your vision is going dark but you’re simply not strong enough to fight back. “Do you understand darling?”

#hisoka #hisoka morrow #hisoka x reader #yandere hisoka #illumi #illumi zoldyck #illumi x reader #yandere illumi #chrollo #chrollo lucilfer #chrollo x reader #yandere chrollo #phantom troupe #hxh #hunter x hunter #adult trio #adult trio x reader #yandere adult trio #yandere

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MDZS Fanfic Recs! #9

January 2022

Ok so hear me out, I know it’s the last day of the month but at least I’m posting it this month! At least!

Of Destruction and Rebirth by demoniqt [Ongoing]

Wei Ying died horribly in the Burial Mounds, with the destruction of the Stygian Tiger Seal being his weapon of choice. He thought that it would all end with his death.

But alas, there truly is no rest for the wicked (or so he thought), when he awakened on a single plank road surrounded by darkness. Just as he feared that he was in his own personal hell, a heavenly official informs him that he is, in fact, now a God.

Recently found this fic and I fell in love so fast you have no idea. Slight crossover with TGCF but not very in depth (as of yet anyway). The Feels! The Drama! I just love when WWX gets to laugh in people’s faces ok?

Marital Claims by yeolinski [Completed]

Nobody seemed to believe that they’re married, so they just went with the flow. For years.

Hilarious. Wangxian get married and people don’t believe them, what could possibly be funnier than that! Modern AU, focuses quite a bit on the Junior trio but who doesn’t love them!

Flaming Gentians by Honey_and_Chocolate [Ongoing]

They would be a mortal but they would still be his one and only. Their story may also end in tragic but fate never makes mistakes. His mother doesn’t regret loving a human, he wouldn’t either. And if his soulmate ever crossed his path, Wei Wuxian would know.

Just like he does now.

He’s found them, finally. His soulmate, a child, kneeling on the dying grass in front of a small cottage at the outskirts of the Cloud Recesses.

Wei Wuxian feels the bond between them hum happily, unbreakable even by death.

WWX: LWJ is my babie soulmate that must be protected at all costs LWJ: Who even are you? It’s cute, it’s ongoing, and it last updated the week before I posted this. What are you waiting for, get to reading! Oh, this is a foxxian fic btw!

Lan Ying by Shanell79 [Ongoing]

Wei Ying knew he would die here on the damp floor in the Lotus Pier dungeons.

(or Jiang Fengmian brings Wei Ying home and  Madame Yu loses it.)

Ok so it may not have been updated since 2020 which I know will be a serious deal breaker for lots of people but it’s just too good not to recommend! I am respectfully looking out for the next update. There are explicit themes of torture of a child, just to warn ahead.

Ink by peachy_rose [Completed]

The Lan Sect has a rule that stands out from the rest, and Lan Zhan never understood it. Until he did.

Or, Lan Zhan has sleeve tattoos.

Lan Zhan has sleeve tattoos. Emotionally charged sleeve tattoos. Yeah lol that’s it!

All of my recs can be found in my bookmarks on AO3!

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@nomadmilk​ thank you sooooo much for the congrats gorg!! sorry its taken so long to write this, but welcome to bunny life!! hope u have a fantastic shift and enjoy ur time with hawks (he’s super popular at these things!!)

This is part of my Playboy Mansion event which is now closed.

Hawks x f!reader

Genre: smut

Warnings: 18+, consensual sex, mentions of alcohol, oral (male receiving), fingering, mentions of cum, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, car sex, daddy kink, praise kink, degradation.

Words: 2k

The party was in full swing. Everyone was chatting, laughing, dancing, generally having a great time. So why were you so bored? This is your latest in a long line of Playboy parties. They’re fun, of course they’re fun. That’s why so many people come to attend these things after all. It’s such an exclusive event, invite only and only those in the know get the special pink envelope in the post every time the function comes around. But it’s the same every time, it’s the same smiling, happy faces dancing and drinking every single time. You were bored.

You needed some excitement.

You got more than you bargained for when a trio of bunnies approached you. They cat walked over to you, one slightly in front of the others. These particular bunnies are a group of girls you haven’t really taken the time to get to know. You say hello in passing, but nothing more past that. They looked like they meant business, like they had something to tell you about.

“You do work here, yes?” the leader questioned you. You quirked an eyebrow. Was the outfit not enough of a giveaway? Or the fact you see her almost daily since you both live here. You just nodded, simply. Not sure you’d be able to keep your attitude in check if you actually spoke. “So why are you just sitting here? Work the room, get drinks for the guests.” she commanded. You scoffed.

“Sure.” you replied as you stood to your feet. Before you could get back to work, she grabbed you harshly by the wrist. “Let go of me.” you yelped as you attempted to free yourself from her hold.

“What’s wrong with your fucking face? This is a party. You have the best job in the world, seem a little happy about it.” she scolded as she got in your face. Just as you were about to use your free hand to slap her across her stupid smug face, a third party intervened and snatched her away from you.

“Behave little bunny.” he spoke. Her features instantly transformed from furious to flirtatious.

It was Keigo Takami. You’d seen him around before, but never spoke to him. You’d never been this close to him. Most of the bunnies had a soft spot for Keigo, and it wasn’t hard to see why. He was pretty. A pretty blonde stranger with a splash of mystery. What wasn’t to like? He was a big flirt too; you’d heard several stories exchanged of him from the other girls. He’d fucked quite a few of them, even though it was against the rules.

“Keigo!” she began excitedly, “nice to see you again baby… You wanna go somewhere?” she asked him. He looked over to you, but you paid him no mind. You picked up your cocktail tray and wandered off towards the bar.

“Not tonight.” he simply stated as he followed you.

He tapped your right shoulder and you immediately looked to see who it was, when you didn’t immediately see him you turned to your left to see him smiling. He clearly thought it was amusing, but you were in no mood. You gave him a half hearted smile as you reached the bar, you set your tray down and waited for the bar staff to fill it up with drinks for you to carry.

“Tough night?” Keigo questioned. You nodded.

“Apparently your girlfriend doesn’t like me too much.” you responded. He shook his head, immediately denying the accusing tone to your voice. Keigo doesn’t do girlfriends. Before he lets you pick up your serving tray, he rests his heavy hand on it preventing you from lifting.

“Apologies if this comes off a little forward or… you know… inappropriate,” he began, “but do you wanna come and take a breather in my car with me?”

You knew what he was doing. It wasn’t as smooth of a line as he thought it was. But he was staring into your eyes, you were staring back into the pretty pools of honey that were fixated on you. Your hand was on his as you had placed it there when you initially wanted your tray back. It was silly that you were even contemplating it, but the overwhelming adrenaline from the bitch bunny’s confrontation had your train of thought all over the place. You couldn’t think straight. You couldn’t think what a good and bad idea was. You just wanted some air, you wanted to be out of here. So, you held his gaze and parted your lips.

“Yes.”

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You left together, and no one seemed to notice. There were so many guests and a large selection of bunny girls, who would care if two people went missing? He opened the passenger side door for you. So chivalrous. You thought to yourself. When he began driving, he put a hand onto your headrest. His face was a little too close to yours as he reversed, he poked his tongue out as he was concentrating. You felt the blood fill your face, warming your cheeks from slight embarrassment. You did your best to turn away and regain your composure. The little act didn’t go unnoticed, Keigo looked at you and smiled.

“Are you nervous?” he queried.

“A little.” you confessed.

He began driving around the back of the mansion. There were so many acres to the yard, only a small fraction was used by the guests for these parties. But still, you’re fairly sure people aren’t meant to drive on the perfectly mowed grass.

“I don’t think you should be doing this.” you told him, but he didn’t stop. Plunging further and further into the darkness of the unlit field.

“Don’t worry babe, me and your boss go back.” he told you. The pet name making you dizzy.

The car came to a stop. Silence. You knew what was about to happen. He knew what was about to happen. But the tension in the air was immeasurable. It was a waiting game to see who’d make the first move. You could barely look in his direction. The tense atmosphere could be cut with a knife.

☆ ☆ ☆

“Good girl…” he cooed. Your throat accommodating seven inches of his fat veiny cock. Your eyes watered, but you didn’t care. His hand rested delicately on the crown of your head while you went at your own pace.

You sloshed your tongue around his erection, stimulating each vein as you bobbed up and down.

“Such a good fucking bunny, aren’t you? My little cock slut.” he praised.

You felt shame that you were just another bunny on his ever growing list of conquests, but in this moment with his cock head nudging your tonsils, you’re finding it difficult to care. When you lifted your head, he wrapped a fist around the base of his shaft and started jerking himself off. He forced your head back to his cock, you let him fill your wet cavern with his tip. You knew he was close, his moaning was like music to your ears.

“Hnng. – fuck – fucking hell sweetheart I’m gonna fucking cum.” he announced. You hummed approvingly. “Gonna take it all aren’t you? Take all of my fucking cum you – jesus fuck - you little slutty bunny, take daddy’s cum.” he pumped his cock a couple of more times before spilling into you with a needy high pitch whine. Thick white ropes filled into your mouth and you swallowed almost instantly.

“Thank you.” you smiled sweetly, showing him the lack of cum in your mouth. He was still heaving from his orgasm. There was a sheen layer of sweat clinging to his skin, little beads dripping down his forehead.

“Fuckin’ hell sweetheart.” he spoke, it sounded like more praise. Like he was impressed with you. The thought of making him proud went straight to your aching cunt. He took a few more moments to settle himself down and regain his composure. When his breathing steadied, he grabbed you by the wrist and pulled you onto his lap. He kissed you deeply while you positioned yourself to straddle him on the driver’s seat. He slowly unbuttoned the bottom of your corset, revealing your lacy black panties that resided underneath. He pushed them to the side and ran a single digit up the length of your slit. The feeling made you shudder and collapse your body onto his.

His cock was back to full mast, he used the tip head to explore your folds before plunging into you.

“Hnng… Daddy…” you mewled, earning a scoff from the blonde.

“You’re like that huh? A slut for daddy like that? Get yourself off,” he commanded, “Go on, get yourself off on daddy’s cock.”

You descended onto his length and he sat snugly at your cervix. You wrapped your arms around his neck to steady yourself. He pulled down the front of your corset, wanting to watch your tits bounce as you used him to get off. He used his tongue to dance over your left nipple and a free hand to roll your right one between his finger and thumb. The occasional pinch forcing you to clench around him. You were bouncing on him, taking him so well. He took a moment to look at your face, admiring the way your eyes scrunched and lips pouted as little ‘ooo’ sounds escaped.

“That’s it baby girl, just like that.” he smiled. The sweet pet name was enough incentive to make you pick up the pace. Raising higher and sinking lower on his fat cock, each vein hitting every sweet spot inside of you. You could feel the car rocking. But you didn’t care. No one would know, no one could see, no one could hear.

“D-daddy, oh! Oh daddy! Fuck!” you cried.

“Yeah babe, just like that. Juuuuust like that baby. Fuck you’re such a good slut for daddy aren’t you?” he told you. His fingers dug into the supple flesh of your hips, and you’re sure tomorrow they’ll turn into beautiful blue blooms to remind you of who you belonged to tonight. He started meeting your motions, thrusting up inside you and hitting deeper than you could by yourself.

“Hnng. Keigo! Gonna, gonna cum daddy!” you practically shouted, the feeling of the coil within you coming undone. He couldn’t respond, he had reached his peak for the second time and was soiling your insides. But you didn’t stop, he didn’t stop either. He wanted to fuck his seed further into you, his bruising thrusts were relentless.

“Good girl, you can do it. Doing such a good job f’me.” he told you.

Within seconds he felt your cunt clamp him in, he didn’t think he had anything more to give you but the feeling of your glorious snatch trapping him unravelled him once again. Depositing more of his load into your tight pussy. You collapsed on him once again, moaning into his ear as you came around his cock. You moved your body back slightly to look at him, kissing him deeply. Your tongue massaging his as you carried on panting into each other. You carried on warming his cock, but parted your bodies slightly so you could calm down. He looked down at where the two of you were connected and snickered.

“What a pretty little mess you made.” he commented. When you looked there was a mixture of his cum and your slick stuck to his trousers. You looked at him, innocently batting your lashes.

You had officially made the list of bunnies that Keigo had fucked. But you had a feeling you’d be on an even more exclusive list of bunnies that Keigo wants to fuck more than once.

© 2021 fuwushiguro

I hope you enjoyed your shift as a playboy bunny!! Thanks so much for taking part in this event I hope this was worth the wait!! Mwah mwah xxx

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[dawnsy]

Have a short little Amphibia writing

I watched episode one of season 3 today and I absolutely can't wait for the next episode!!

Anyway to help me cope I decided to write some Fluff/ Angst but mostly fluff Of Marcyyyyy

enjoy

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Marcy!

Marcy! it's time to wake up, we're going to be late for class!

    Marcy rolled over onto her side and groaned trying to bury herself deeper into the pillow, she could feel something pressed up against her side, which judging by the warmth and the way the contact made Marcys head feel like static she knew it was Anne.

    A gentle finger prodded the girl until she huffed and sat up, hugging a pillow tightly in her arms as her tired scrunched up eyes glared at Anne for waking her from her peaceful slumber. "Oh come on Mar Mar, I wanna sleep too but we cant be late." Anne said, smiling at Marcy before jumping out of bed. Marcy yawned and nodded, she unwrapped herself from the soft blanket and felt the icy chill of the morning air against her sleep warmed skin. She shivered and climbed out of bed, walking past Anne as she slid on her favorite hoodie.

    "Why did we even have a sleepover on a weekday? I'm always more tired when you stay over." Marcy grumbled, but she knew she was only tired because no matter how early the two laid down in bed they would be kept awake chatting for hours before either fell asleep. And of course there was the fact that when Anne was there Marcy would stay awake as long as she could to relish the warmth of her friend beside her as much as possible. Marcys parents never let her have sleepovers on weekdays, luckily her parents were not in town at the moment so they had no say in the matter.

Marcy looked up at Anne who met her eyes and gave her a cute smile and giggled as she slid her hands down Marcy's hair "You have quite the bed head." Anne said stifling back laughter at the beautiful black hair that was sticking straight up as if on the head of an electrocuted cartoon character. Marcy grumbled and tried to flatten out her own hair, her hand brushing Annes in the process which sent a warm wave over her body. 

Marcy stretched her arms above her head and closed her eyes in a deep yawn but as she did a staticy sound filled her ears. She suddenly felt the hard ground disappear from under her feet, she felt like she was floating in liquid. Confusion clouded her brain and she panicked as she realized her inability to move her arms or legs. She tried to open her eyes but was interrupted by a voice.

"Marcy please!"

"Marcy please! You gotta come with us to the concert tonight, it's gonna be the best night of our lives!" Sasha pleaded as Marcy opened her eyes, standing in the hallway of school beside her own locker which was open and overflowing with various papers and books.

"I already told you Sash, I'd love to, but my parents would never allow it!" Marcy responded as her memories started to fill in like a crashing wave filling in the cracks between rocks on a beach. Sasha leaned against the locker and moved her hand forward and down, doing a motion Marcy liked to call "the gay hand". Marcy snickered quietly to herself at the thought.

"Come on Marc it'll be fineeee, we can just…. go without asking your parents." Sasha said, now moving her hand in a circular motion. Marcy rubbed the back of her neck nervously, I mean what they didn't know wouldn't hurt them, and besides taking a night off to have fun with friends would reduce Marcys stress level and likely improve her performance on her academics, which wasss what her parents wanted sooo. Marcy let out a sigh and pushed her locker shut, slightly struggling as the books and papers kept the door from closing but she eventually got it, though it wasn't as smooth of a motion as she had hoped. "Fine, we just can't get caught, ok?" She said looking up at Sasha's beautiful face with a smile. Sashas face lit up and she nodded "Of course Marshmallow! they'll never know you were gone."

Marcy doesn't know how her eyes end up closed this time but she is shoved back into the darkness, the liquid. She is filled with a sudden rush of memories of her first vision, what the hell was happening?

"Please Marcy, wake up!"

Marcys body suddenly regained feeling as all her just regained memories were torn from her mind

    "Please Marcy wake up!" Marcy could hear Anne shout from above her. Marcy opened her eyes and squinted upwards at her two best friends staring at her in deep concern. Pain flashed across Marcy as an aching soreness covered her whole body. A wave of memories crashed over her once more. "Are you ok?!" Anne asked, she was very close to Marcy examining the girl who was laying in the bright green grass right below the large oak tree. Marcy sat up rubbing her head as she blinked a few times trying to clear the slight blur from her vision "Yeah i'm alright, but man that was a hard fall." Marcy said gazing up at the branch she had been sitting on happily only a few moments ago. Before the conversation between the three teen girls had changed to crushes and with one question Marcy had fallen backwards off the branch.

    Without another word Sasha started diggin through Annes backpack and pulled out a first aid kit box, except the white letters that said first aid kit had been written over with Marker and now read "Marcy protection box" Sasha clicked it open and pulled out a bandaid which had an assortment of wizards and magical beings on it. Sasha gently peeled the bandaid off  while Anne grabbed some hydrogen peroxide from the first aid kit and with a little cotton ball applied some to the scratch on Marcys knee, which Marcy hadn't even noticed. After Anne was finished Sasha gently laid the bandaid over the scratch and patted Marcy's knee gently "There you go Mar mar, good as new!" Anne said, giving her friend a sweet smile. The whole routine was a normal everyday thing for the trio and Anne and Sasha were basically pros at treating injuries by now.

    Anne reached over and pulled some twigs from marcy's hair as the three sat in the grass Anne and Sasha leaning against the tree trunk and Marcy layed down over Sashas legs with her head on Annes lap. Even after all the leaves and sticks were gone Anne took the opportunity to continue to play with Marcy's hair. Sashas eyes were closed as she enjoyed the moment with the warmth of her friends against her, filling her with a strange peace and safety she only ever felt around her two girls. Anne was also enjoying the relaxing moment as she lazily dug her fingers in Marcy's hair combing them through the soft strands gently.

    As for Marcy she didn't mind the free head massage one bit and soon her eyelids grew heavy, a sleepiness brought on by the overwhelming comfort her friends provided. Her eyes blinked closed for a second, then another, and eventually Marcy just couldn't hold them open anymore and let them fall  and as they closed she was torn away from the beautiful scene and her mind was filled with all her previous memories once more. This time Marcy was fully aware, she could feel the thick suffocating liquid that surrounded her, she still couldn't move, but she knew something was happening, she knew she was reliving her past memories. But why? How did she get here? Marcy fought against a fog in her mind, trying to find whatever memory she was missing.

"Marcy please, wake up, please,  I love you."

With another clear voice through the darkness Marcy expected to get thrown into another memory. But instead she felt all her memories flash one by one through her head as it searched for one that matched the words, nothing.

No one had ever said those last three words to Marcy before.

Marcy remembered everything

and despite being almost numb in the cold darkness

she could still feel the warm tears drip down her face.

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Not even her parents have said those words to Marcy ;-;

can you imagine how depressing that would be

If Marcy had never even heard those words before 

Alright well ima go cry for a few hours bye bye

#amphibia #anne boonchuy #marcy wu #sasha waybright #amphibia snippet #marcanne #sashannarcy #im not crying you are

[ickymichi]

𝐊𝐄𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐔𝐏 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐒!

what’s this?: hcs of the scouts living together!

warnings: like 1 slightly nsfw one mentioned nothing serious, swearing, crack fic, modern au.

note: these hcs r probably the only thing keeping me going sidbsj. so wanted to share them with you guys, might make a more detailed part two who knows n e way, hope you enjoy! reblogs are greatly appreciated <3

© k1ttykawa 2021

first off this house will be the loudest, most chaotic place you’ll ever witness.

like they should have their own reality show.

so who’s in this hell hole?

well we’ve the two trios, eren mikasa & armin and jean connie & sasha.

six people in a house is gonna need a house cleaner to come over twice every week, and that mans name is levi. he usually doesn’t mind his job but when it comes to this house, he questions his life choices.

anyway! yeah what goes down? well let’s go through every room!

first off we’ll start with eren cause :p his room is like every other guys, sports achievement trophies on his shelf’s, signed jerseys hung on the wall and the same checkered sheets that he hasn’t changed in a while.

it’s always somehow always messy.

he does spend a considerable amount of time in their just playing on his play station, probably only comes out to get food.

and ofc he has l.e.d.s 🙄

next is armin! his is so quaint i love it

it just screams armin. books after books along his floor to ceiling book shelf, desk with every stationary you could think of. and is bed is always made and not a spec of dirt on the floor.

doesn’t spend too much time in his room and spends more time downstairs with the others.

mikasa my love <3 when i think of modern au mikasa, i think of goth!mikasa </3

her room is just such a viobe

so many plants!! and tapestries! she reads manga okay idc :( she has so much tho! her fav is romance </3 also has leds and a really funky full length mirror she found at a local store!

jean bo’s room is acc so nice. it has to be for all the girls he brings over

but yeah posters galore of his favourite anime (one piece, naruto, beck, death note etc) manga collector also!

also has his favourite band posters. he really likes posters k? doesn’t like to have plain walls

has those open wardrobe things, as well as an actual wardobe cause he has so much clothes.

and ofc, he got the leds

also he has this big ass tv and plays his music really loud off it.

connie my luuvvv!!

somehow, god only knows, mf got the biggest room when they were picking. really he just got the longest straw

anyway, his room pls, big ass bed, big ass tv, big ass wardobe AND he got a whole en-suite!

jean and eren and soo fcking jealous of his room pls.

he spends a lot of time on the play station with eren and jean. loves that he can hear eren screaming through his headphones and down the hall.

he also is a manga fanatic! but doesn’t have as much as jean yet! also don’t tell jean, but he stole a few volumes of bleach and he’s waiting for the day he noticed

also has his favourite artists and anime posters, won this really cool rengoku figure that he has in a glass case with his luffy and sukuna figures. yes, he loves collecting things.

as well as that he has an alcohol stand that has just bottles of beer to the most expensive tequila.

he has this speaker that quite literally shakes the floor and never doesn’t have music playing. even if it’s 2am that things going.

obviously got the leds

sasha </3 her room is just, you’d want to live in it that’s all i can say.

has like three mini fridges, two beside lockers all full of snacks and drinks.

her bed is the comfiest in the whole house, everyone comes into her room just to lay in it for a while.

has this really soft rug that she loves to lie on when watching tv or her laptop.

binges a lot of shows so she doesn’t come out of her room unless she wants to watch it downstairs with the others

got the leds‼️

now that we’ve seen all the bedrooms, what actually goes down in the facility?

connie or jean definitely went viral for those videos like these, they’re always on my fyp and i love it so he makes these like every few nights and they probably look like this:

armin is probably either studying or watching whatever’s on netflix

eren is most likely in his room on the ps or napping. gets annoyed every time connie comes in to record the tiktok -_-

sasha is either in the kitchen making something she saw on tiktok or in her room binging shows

mikasa is probably cleaning her room or a different part of the house or doing her make up/hair with her music v loud ofc <3

and jean and connie are either in each others rooms or fixing jeans car that keeps breaking down. with vv loud music ofc.

during the day though is like the same except the boys are probably out in the back garden playing basketball while mikasa and sasha watch on the grass catching some rays 😎

music is a reacquiring theme here bc there’s always someone blaring music.

also, jean is always bringing girls home from when him and eren go out and sasha n armin will just watch him run upstairs with her like 🧍‍♀️ 🧍 there goes another one

connie is forever scaring anyone and recording it. he has about 10 montages on tiktok of him hiding in a cupboard or even just around the corner and scaring someone. most times it’s jean cause he a scaredy-cat. did it to eren and he gave him a black eye out of ‘reflexes’

they love spending nights together sitting on the couch and watching different movies or just sitting together and talking.

dinner is spent at the table together every night and it’s honestly everyone’s favourite time of the day.

omg cleaner levi who comes to clean twice a week, connie gets on his nerves soo bad pls😭 he’s always asking him questions and being like “yo big man you need a hand?”

jean and connie spend a lot of time in each other’s rooms just sitting on the bed and scrolling through tiktok and sometimes eren joins and though the two won’t admit it, jean and eren love it when he does cause they have suuuch laughs pls i’m talking tears and sore sides.

#attack on titan #!!.keeping up with the scouts #connie x reader #jean x reader #eren x reader #armin x reader #levi x reader #mikasa x reader #sasha x reader #eren jaeger #connie springer #jean kirschstein #armin arlert #sahsa braus #mikasa ackerman #attack on titan x reader #aot x reader