#i can rant until the sun comes down and back up again and that’s what I plan to do

[taesankisser]

the boynextdoor when someone lets you down

warnings: angst, so much crying, physical touch

author’s note: i was gonna post cute lil texts but no <3 tonight is an angsty night so now u guys get this i’m SAWRY </3

writing under the cut !

sungho: he automatically becomes upset, almost aggressive, on your behalf. he wants to throw hands with whoever is making you cry so much because his heart breaks at the sight of someone he loves so deeply being so upset. you can physically see his expression change when you tell him the situation and why you’re upset, and the way he too gets upset. he’s naturally a fixer, so, he will want to do whatever in his power to make you feel better. if you need to beat up a pillow, he’ll hold it for you as you let your emotions out. if you need to rant until the sun comes up, he’ll sit there and listen intently. he’ll recommend the best ways to cool down, and you’ll ultimately feel so relieved afterwards.

riwoo: when he sees you with tear stained cheeks, sniffling constantly, his heart breaks. he’s so worried, shock filling his features, but puts his own thoughts aside to comfort you. he’s so considerate, asking you what you need from him. he’ll ask you if you want to order your favorite food and wrap you up in a cozy blanket as you discuss your problems. he’s also someone really great to have there for you when you just need to sit with your thoughts for a moment. he’ll snuggle up to you, playing with your hair as you sit in silence. his presence is so gentle that just having him there in your vicinity is more than enough to stop the tears.

myungjae: he’s crying with you. not actually, but on the inside, he’s definitely crying. his chest feels tight and his eyes are glazed over at the sight of you. he loves you with every ounce of his heart, and he will do everything in his power to make you smile again. he’s the best at cheering you up as he’s so goofy that his presence is one that’s so difficult to be upset in. he really tries to brighten up the mood with his positive energy, and it really works wonders. sometimes, it’s nice to just have someone reassure you that things do get better <3

taesan: much like sungho, he wants to fix the problem. you would sit with him on the couch, his arm around you as your head rests on his shoulder while he has you talk things out. he wants to better understand what’s going on. specifically, he wants to solve whatever is bothering you so much to the point where you show up at his house with swollen eyes and wet cheeks. he’ll try to come up with solutions for you if you ask for his help, and he always has some wise words to give you. he somehow always knows exactly what to say in order to both calm you down and help your situation. he’s a practical comforter for sure.

leehan: his first instinct is to hug you. when you show up at his doorstep with uncontrollable tears streaming down your cheeks, he’s on you in a second. his arms wrapping around you, his gentle hands rubbing your back, telling you “it’s okay, let it out. i’m here.” he doesn’t care that you’re outside, he’ll let you cry on and on until you feel better. once your tears stop flowing, he’ll invite you inside and let you talk to your heart’s content. he’ll listen intently as you explain what made you so upset and nod along, he’s the most comforting listener out there that when you eventually leave, you feel like a huge weight has been lifted off your shoulders. you feel as though you can breathe a little easier with him by your side.

#boynextdoor fanfic #boynextdoor x y/n #boynextdoor x reader #sungho x reader #riwoo x reader #myung jaehyun x reader #taesan x reader #leehan x reader #bnd x reader #boynextdoor fluff #bnd fanfic #bnd imagines

[thatdeadaquarius]

I HAVE BENN HIT WITH INSPO FOR ASK MY BELOVED !2937!4;!6!5?3

So ya know how paimon has been kinda sus in sumeru right? Down right bashing their culture 🤨

I NEED blunt readers reaction of that

Like,, we love her and all but sometimes she just need to be put back in her place ',:/

In the case that she is not familiar with the our "ancient"/blunt language, she would be just DUMBSTRUCK !

Anywayysss just a thought.

LOVE YAAAAAA!

OHHHH MY FUCKING GODDD IM SO GLAD WE ALL INDIVIDUALLY GOT UP. AND SAID FUCK YOU PAIMON. EVEN THE PAIMON ENJOYERS SHOULD NOT BE SIDING W/ HER ON THIS ONE-

LIKEEE OKAY HOYO DEVS WE KNEW U GUYS WERE PIECES OF SHIT BUT RLLY?? CONVERTING PAIMON TO UR BS???

My genuine reaction when getting into Sumeru at first:

Like im so happy u sent this bc this gives me an excuse to write all my rants and comebacks for every Offensive Racist Paimon Line!

also omg, i couldnt find ANY of her rough lines abt pronoucing Sumeru names or something, like no google searches showed ANYTHING- wtf- paimon trying not to get cancelled out here in??

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Sun: Gender Neutral Reader (they/them only)

Planet: Language Shenanigans

Orbit: Headcanons-ish, tiny scenario

Stars: Paimon, slight mentions of traveler (aether or lumine), Tighnari, Alhaitham, Kaveh, Cyno

Comets & Meteors: Content Warnings: cussing, slight racism/culturally insults, Paimon-bashing & Trigger Warnings: slight racism/cultural insults

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Bascially if you don’t know, Paimon’s had a lot of weirdly slightly out of character/insulting lines about the names of Sumeru characters/Aranara/and has insulted Sumeru food too. 💀 And she’s never said any of that about any other country that we’ve been to before, like it’s especially weird PAIMON of all people insulting FOOD.

It’s givingggg… racism. Or at least culturally offensive.

So anyway, these are all from memory or vague impressions of what she’s said, as I can’t find the exact voicelines!

“Ararana- what?! Goodness gracious, must all these names be so great in length and difficult to pronounce!”

“Your name is probably pretty shit for them to say too, Paimon, don’t worry.”

Literally can feel the jaw drops of the Aranara that was trying to introduce themselves, and Paimon herself as she sputters,

the blonde traveler has like, completely turned around to, y’know, cough (laugh their ass off)

Oh you never let that shit slide, much to the amusement (and honestly a little respect) from all of Sumeru residents

When Paimon struggles to pronounce names, you just immediately start sounding it out reallllyyy slowly, to the point of like- taking a couple of seconds for each syllable lmao

“Don’t worry Paimon, I’ll help you out since you’re brain is too little to understand words. Alllll- TTTTTTeeeeee- nnnnaaaahhhhh- rrrrrriiiiii-” (Al-Tighnari)

Tighnari was seconds away from launching a nuclear war of a comeback before you just did this again, and he just crossed his arms and smiled happily and waited on you too lmao

it drives Paimon up the wall (up in the air?) bc u refuse to be interrupted by her or stop sounding it out until she stops talking lol

(which took about 3-4 shitty comments from her, which almost ruined peoples’ first impression of you guys, before she stopped completely thank fuck)

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She’d also been a little shit about the food??!!? Paimon??!!! Of all people??!?!?!?!

Which is honestly insane to you, and you genuinely thought something was wrong with her for a minute when she looked a little disgusted at the Pita Pockets

You guys had been eating with a couple of allogenes, Alhaitham, Kaveh, (who took some time off to hang out) Tighnari (who was visiting for the day), and Cyno, (who’d also made some time off to hang out with you)

Tighnari just continues to eat his food, and barely twitches an ear at Paimon’s comments, he already knows what’s coming lol

Kaveh starts to get a little red in the face, and Alhaitham and Cyno don’t change expression at all, simply watching

Right as Kaveh begins to say, “Listen here-!!!”

You just interrupt quickly, snatching Paimon’s plate from in front of her and dumping it on yours,

“Paimon if you ever make another disrespectful little comment about the food or anyone’s names or any other shit about Sumeru, I will clap you so fucking hard out the sky you’ll be crawling through Sumeru City trying to keep up with us. Shut up.”

And just drop the empty plate back in front of her, and continue to eat, best not to give her too much attention actually, in case thats all she wants

The traveler was just like 😭😭

doing that thing where you LOUDLY sip the last of your drink in the silence LMAO

Alhaitham just like, turns away to laugh into his fist, Kaveh’s still in literal shock, mouth open and everything 😭 that was the fastest comeback he’s ever heard, yknow obviously, so he’s like- still processing-

Cyno just smiles a little and his eyes are nearly sparkling as he watches you lol

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It’s a unanimous thought that nearly every allogene who hears your speech, especially the Sumeru ones who’ve heard you sass Paimon already,

want to watch you just destroy someone verbally so they can hear more of how you’d say it/how clean a cut simple speech can be, just downright violating the opponents lmao

(and never wanting it turned on them)

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Sorry this was short!

but i fucking love your idea sm, ALSO JUST BC ITS A SHORT REPLY DOESNT MEAN THAT THIS WASNT A STELLAR IDEA AND U BEST BELIEVE THIS HAPPENS IN THE ONE SHOT LMAO

it was such sweet revenge on Paimon to write this, and have actual consequences rather than just 😭 having to STEWWWW in anger while she made all these comments while playing 😭😭

tbh i was worried it was giving “white savior” energy so i hope it doesn’t-

lmk if that did happen! :/

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and thank u guys for being so patient with ur asks and patient with me answering them!

:]

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Safe Travels 0rah,

💀♒

♡the beloveds♡

@karmawonders / @0rah-s / @randomnatics / @glxssynarvi / @nexylaza / @genshin-impacts-me / @wholesomey-artist / @thedevioussmirk / @the-dumber-scaramouche

#srry for the short post guys #working on longer ones and other writing stuff like some fanfics #sagau #genshin sagau #genshin impact #genshin isekai #gender neutral reader #genshin imagines #genshin impact self aware au #genshin impact sagau #my asks #also srry ive been trying to clean out my mailbox so figured id close it for awhile! #ur welcome to still make comments and stuff tho :0

[bitin-and-barkin]

Yandere Donnie: Mushy Medical Malpractice

^ | | That's Donnie when he sees u lmao (Leo's upset because Donnie's gonna rant about how amazing u are to him for the next 4 hours) After writing that last yandere thingie, I got wonderin: How did cuddling you start as a stim for Donnie? (Go read the first one hint hint) So using prompt 4 from animeyanderelove's list ( “Gosh, you smell so good when we cuddle like this!”) I made this! Heavy Jason Dean vibes, he needs u way too much. I do not condone any of this irl ya freaks. Tw: Nonconsensual Touching, Yandere Behavior, Generally stalkerish vibes

God damn it.

"Come on, breathe."

Slow, deep breaths. Over and over again.

But how could you breathe when you felt like all your oxygen was being burned away by the flames in your skin?

How could you breathe when you were in agony like this?

How did you even get here?

It started when you woke up in the middle of the night, and once again, your entire body ached like never before.

Yesterday Donnie finally let you out of the sewers after you got better. You GOT better. You were supposed to be getting better. So why did it keep coming back!? Why did it only get worse whenever you left?

God really hated you, huh? You could only find peace when at Donnie's care. You couldn't thank him enough for everything he had done for you.

Either way, when you awoke your body was engulfed in what you thought to be hives. You were so itchy and hot, and it felt like a million needles were pricking your skin. Even your clothes felt hot to the touch, burning you like fire.

You tried to take a shower to calm it down, hoping you could stick it out until the morning, really not wanting to bother him in the middle of the night with this. He had done so much for you, it felt selfish to ask him for more. (Little did you know he was awake. haunted by your absence, and waiting for you)

But it only got worse. As you showered, you scratched mercilessly at your skin, scratching it raw until you bled. But you couldn't stop. It hurt so badly- Your chest, your thighs, your neck. It all burned.

By now, strands of your hair was breaking off, and if you were in there any longer you were worried clumps of your hair would begin falling out. You could barely even see by now, the blindness from your disease kicking in. You stepped out of the shower, and the light bombarded you. It felt like the sun, flashing colors vibrantly, burning your eyes, wrecking your retinas, even though you knew it was just the usual yellowish white color your lights usually were.

And the noise! The noise was unbearable. The ache in your body was nothing compared to the sound around you. The sound of the running water, the buzzing lights, it engulfed you. It drove you mad.

You were so paranoid too. Afraid for no reason. You couldn't shake the feeling that something was watching you struggle and shower and scream and sob.

By now you were falling to the ground, your throat closing up and your legs no longer able to support your weight. You knew you only had one choice, but you weren't even sure if you could do it before you began seizing. (another symptom of this "new disease" that plagued you, diagnosed courtesy of Donnie)

You reached for your phone, calling your best friend. You couldn't afford the medical bills, and Donnie had insisted that he was the only one who could provide you adequate care for this illness. After that point, everything was a blur. You weren't even sure if you were able to get any words out to him. But either way, he appeared to help you.

You couldn't remember any of it, him helping you dress yourself, sneaking you through the streets, taking you to the lab. You only came back to consciousness in Donnie's room, which is where you were now.

Deep, deep breaths.

"Come on, you can do this."

In and out.

You looked over to Donnie, teary eyed.

He was holding a needle, likely to inject you with something that would stop this torture.

You weren't afraid of needles. Not anymore. You couldn't be after you have had to be stabbed by them so many times to save your life.

Your eyes began watering again, and you covered you face with one of his pillows.

Why was this happening to you?

Donnie walked up to you, and sat down on the bed next to you, taking your arm and injecting it in.

God that felt good. You weren't sure if you were getting addicted to this stuff somehow. Is that even possible if you NEED to take the meds?

The itchiness and lightheadedness quickly evaporated from your skin. Well, most of it anyways. It was bearable now.

Your eyelids felt so heavy, and you were so, so tired.

"Just breathe."

"Everything will be okay."

You looked over to Donnie, wanting to thank him, but you could see how panicked he was. He was afraid, really, really afraid.

You grabbed his hand, rubbing his palm.

"Hey. I'm okay, Don-Don." You gently said. Your voice still hurt and felt scratchy, but you didn't know what else to say. You knew you needed to say something though.

He turned over to you could hear his breath hitching and him hyperventilating. His voice was strained and cracked.

"Why didn't you say anything earlier? Why'd you wait so long to call me?"

What were you supposed to say to that?

"Don-Don.. I-. I didn't want to burden yo-"

"You're never a burden to me."

You looked up to him. You had a splitting headache still, and you were so tired, but you still couldn't sleep. You could barely even move your legs. And you had been like this for so long. You had done nothing for him. How could you not be a burden?

You wanted to cry, how could he not hate you.

"Thanks Don-Don..."

Your voice was cracked and strained. He grabbed your hand, rubbing its palm softly with his left and wiping away his tears with his right.

"Never mind that, you need to get some rest."

You groaned.

"Don-Don, I can't just fall asleep like that, not matter how tired I am."

"I know, I know, I can't either! But you can usually get me to sleep easily, and I have trouble sleeping."

So how does he make you fall asleep?

What do you usually do for him?

Those always worked.

Lavender Incense, sleep meds, a million things came to mind.

Shell rubs.

That could work.

You don't have a shell, but a back rub might work just as well.

Silently, he moved over to you and began rubbing your back.

You giggled at first, it's amazing how you managed it despite the pain you were in.

"What are you doing-?"

"Giving you a shell rub."

"I don't have a shell?"

"I know- but I might as well try."

He continued rubbing your back, the pressure soothing the pain.

"... Is it working?"

You shoved your teary face into the mattress, mumbling a bunch of incoherent words, before finally settling at

"It works so well."

"Please don't stop."

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Donnie looked down at you, watching as you struggled to stay asleep. The sleep meds he had put in that injection wasn't working as well as he'd hoped.

He looked up at your monitors. You were just asleep right? You weren't seizing? Why were you moving so much? Were you having nightmares?

Everything looked normal.

No lasting damage from the "incident."

But the guilt still consumed him.

It had been a couple of hours since he first got the call. About 2 since you got here and fell asleep, and he hadn't dared to stop rubbing your back.

1 hour, 37 minutes, and 52 second since you fell asleep. He'd been counting.

If you were having a nightmare, it'd be best to wake you.

He didn't mean to.

He'd had them before, and he knew they were horrible.

And he almost lived one today.

He gently tried to shake you awake.

It was just a one time screw up.

But to no avail.

He'd flown too close to the sun.

You were okay, right? He looked up to the monitors once again.

And now his wax wings were melting.

Everything was normal.

A one time screw up?

Heart rate was steady.

What was he thinking?

Blood pressure was average.

This was you he was talking about.

Blood sugar was perfectly fine.

Sweet, wonderous you.

He put his head to your chest, just to make sure you were breathing fine.

And you almost died today because he tried to keep you too close.

And he heard you breathing.

Your heartbeat.

And it made his heart throb.

He kept up the pressure on your back, soothing you in any way possible.

The sensory from it was nice, kneading your skin like that.

It was warm, soft, alive, mixed with the comforting texture of your hoodie.

His mind began to wander.

He didn't mean to do it.

Or at least for it to turn out that badly.

When you left, he couldn't stand the empty feeling that he got. Alone like that.

He just couldn't deal with it anymore. You NEEDED to stay. He needed you to stay.

But what could he do?

Restrain you? Threaten you? He could never do that to his best friend. You were a person after all.

But you were a person like him. You understood him in a way nobody else did.

Mikey, Raph, Leo, Splinter, April.

Nobody else could understand him, feel him as you did.

You were so similar, so close, that you and him started to feel like one.

One being, one person. So there was unending ache in his heart when you decided to leave.

But it wasn't your fault! You were perfect, you were a part of each other, you would never purposely hurt your other half!

You weren't trying to hurt him by leaving. You just didn't understand how much you needed each other.

But he still couldn't have you leave. It would rip him into parts.

You leaving him would be like ripping him in half. His other half can't just leave him like that!

And so he got an idea.

It started off innocent at first. Simple.

You were gonna go home, but he needed you. You couldn't leave. You guys were having so much fun!

Tippy-tappying your fingers on controllers, watching dumb-dumb horror movies and making fun of the dumb-dumb protagonists, or eating pizza and just chatting about everything and nothing.

So, why would you leave him? (he still couldn't understand why would would want to leave, even now.) He couldn't let that just- HAPPEN.

So he did something... questionable.

Mikey baked you something as a go-home gift, just some food.

He saw you were already snacking on it and while you weren't looking he MAY or may not have put something in it.

It was only supposed to make you feel really tired, and it only did that.

And so you decided to call it a night and just sleepover in the sewers.

His plan worked. He had a new tool at his disposal, one to make life a little more bearable, one that allowed him to stay by your side.

And he was going to abuse the hell out of it.

It only got worse and worse, with exhaustion meds turning into headaches into rashes into unimaginable pain.

He wasn't doing it to hurt you! In fact, he tried to stray away from the more gruesome symptoms. He always made sure you had a adequate quality of life. and he tried to only sicken you to the bare minimum that made you stay with him.

He did not like doing this to you, in fact he hated it. He hated seeing you so weak and miserable, and he hated the pain that consumed him as he watched you weep over it.

But he could also not stand how his heart ached from your absence, and he couldn't help but miss the way his heart sang whenever you were near!

He had to make a choice, and he made the one that was better for both of you in the long term.

He knew how much you loved being by his side too, and he knew you felt the same way. You were just in denial, unable to truly understand how much you needed each other. He wouldn't be surprised if these beliefs were linked to pressure from those wretched friends and family of yours. They always tried to pull you away from him, and pull him away from you.

But that's besides the point. By then, it was common for you to stay in the sewers for months on end just to let Donnie manage your worsening health.

And now, it was another one of those times.

2 weeks ago, you had been bedbound at Donnie's for about a month, unable to leave. And he had decided to have mercy on you, as he felt so cruel for this when you raved about your misery from this horrible illness that plagued you!

So, he lightened up on the meds that he was giving you. Just so you could get a little bit better, and just so his best friend would be even just a little bit happier.

Just so you two could talk easier, as your jaw ached whenever it moved. Just so you could game together easier, as you began losing feeling in your fingers. It was just to make his other half happier.

But you, you took that as healing! You jumped at the slightest opportunity of independence, unable to realize how much you needed each other!

He couldn't believe it.

You wanted to leave, only a month after you began staying living in the sewers!

Only a month!

He couldn't have that. There was no way you could LEAVE HIM!?

You ripped open his heart!

You can't just leave him to bleed!?

You were meant to be his!

He was meant to be yours!

You can't just split them apart!

No, no, no-

This wasn't the doing of you, was it?

It's those SHITTY uptoppers-

(You might aswell be turning him into draxum because he's REALLY starting to hate humans, aka "uptoppers". Get it- Cause they're on the surface? Above the sewers? "Up Top?")

They're dragging him away from you.

He's heard them say it, question your relationship-

"Oh y/n, why are you always WITH HIM!?"

"Oh Donnie-, it's strange how you're always together!"

But those INSOLENT fools- April, your friends, his family and yours-

They would never understand!

They could never understand what you two have!

Sure, he has some faults on his end, as his family has been playing a part in this- But he can convince them, he knows he can!

But yours? No, that's different.

They would never accept it.

And so, he had to take some.. drastic measures.

A couple of well placed sprinkles of some suspicious meds on your snacks-

And after that, you could go home all fine and dandy, only for when the morning comes- BOOM

Pain. You come running back to Donnie, and then you get your cure and he skillfully convinces you to stay longer with a report of you having "A permanent, debilitating illness that needs constant care and supervision by a high tech mutant expert who can administer you care any time it's requested."

Also, any germs carried by regular old humans could make the illness SO much worse, so you can't go up top to tell your family. He could do it for you. any germs carried by mutants, and possibly April, are a-okay though.

(He may have been overexaggerating a LOT, he would never hurt you that badly after all! It's actually just gonna be a bit of chronic fatigue and bouts of paralysis and blindness, maybe make you an ambulatory wheel chair user or make you lose a leg or arm. But that's not that bad when you have Donnie to provide you with the most high tech prosthetics and wheelchairs out there! Maybe some body braces and high tech glasses to help you with that blindness and paralysis-)

That way, you'll stay together.

That way, you'll never be split up.

But this? This was SO much worse than he planned.

What was he going to do? There may be no CURRENT after affects but what might happen in the future-

Then something happens, a movement, your body shifitng.

It brings him back to reality. It grounds him.

And he knows he has no reason to worry.

All of them wash away like how waves wash the ocean shore.

As long as you're together, you'll be okay.

He'll be okay.

Everything will be okay.

Donnie realizes that while he was having a mental breakdown, he stopped rubbing you.

Yet you are still sleeping soundly.

How? You were struggling to sleep just moments before? Is it the silence? Is it him?

Then he realizes. It's his body heat, isn't it?

You've always loved heated blankets.

So maybe this is just what you need.

He pulls up closer against you, his plastron to your back.

He puts his head in the crook of your neck.

God you're so warm-

And soft.

He could fall asleep right now, he would if he didn't have to monitor your health.

Then he sees it. You're laying on your arm.

That's not good, is it?

Doing that could cut off your bloods circulation to that arm, which could cause a whole BUNCH of problems.

He can't have that, could he?

But he also can't wake you up, you need to sleep.

He's gotta do this gently.

Slowly, Slowly he grabbed your arm-

God you were still so warm.

Warmer now. Softer. He didn't think that was even possible.

And you smelled so good while cuddling with him like this.

He pulled it out from under you, but he didn't take his hands off.

Slowly he ran his hand up and down your arm.

Pliant.

Flexible.

Textured.

There was so many words he could use to describe it.

Safe.

He felt safe. Safe in your touch.

He practically melted onto you as he ran his hands up and down your arm, eventually taking grasp of your other one.

Pulling up your sleeves, just to feel your skin.

He hated being touched, but this? This was different.

He hadn't realized how stressed he had been.

He hadn't realized how much he wanted, needed this.

He got lost in holding you, lost in your touch.

Moving farther down until he hit your thighs, his hands rubbing up and down on them.

Feeling the cloth of your pants, warmed by your skin.

Then your stomach and chest.

Feeling your stomach rolls and hip dips, your curves, and the fabric of your hoodie.

The fat on your chest and stomach.

If he was sane- If he was okay right now he would question all of this.

Why was he doing this?

Was this creepy?

Was he insane?

But right now?

He couldn't.

Fat, wet, tears welled up in his eyes and made it's way down his face, as he shoved his head even deeper into the crook of your neck.

He couldn't stop himself.

Stop himself from doing any of this. Stop himself from clinging onto you like you would disappear if he let go. Stop himself from melting like chocolate into your touch. Stop himself from wanting you, from missing you.

He almost lost you today.

Now?

He was never letting you go again.

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This took me way too long to write, and this post is way too long too. When I was going to write this I imagined it a lot shorter. The touching/cuddling part was supposed to sound a lot more nonsexual and platonic then it came out as but now? Interpret it as platonic, romantics, however you'd like. Although I will say, non of the touches here were SA or anything. He was simply touching you. I hate how sexual that sounds, but I have no clue how else to put it. Kinda ironic how I'm posting this on the lords day, as this is one of the most unholy things I've written in a while. Side note, REQUEST ME THINGS. I'm dumb and my brains running out of ideas. Also, this would've made more sense if your read my first yandere don post. I decided to make "Don-Don" a nickname the reader as for Donnie as it's one I came up for him lmao. The writing/text definintely soundned a bit insane and eccentric, but Donnie is too. Eh, what do I know? This could be way out of character for him, Idk.

I listened to "The Red Means I Love You" and "Meant to be Yours" while writing this just to get in the yandere vibes lmao. Anyways;

Yandere Donnie Supremacy <3

(Btw I will write yandere or regular stuff lik headcanons for other ROTTMNT characters if requested, SO GO ASK ME THINGS-)

#yandere x reader #yandere x you #tw yandere #yandere x y/n #soft yandere #sub yandere #male yandere #yandere donnie #yandere donatello #rottmnt #rottmnt raph #rottmnt leo #rottmnt mikey #rottmnt april #rottmnt donnie #rise donnie #rise mikey #rise raph #rise april #rise leo #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the tmnt #donnie tmnt #donnie 2018 #tmnt #yandere rottmnt #yandere tmnt #rottmnt x reader #rottmnt x you #rottmnt x y/n

[oneofstarkskids]

plus...he's adorable pt.2

part 1

notes: fluff, vegetarian!reader, college!reader

*not my gif*

you had every intention of texting the cute boy who gave you his number at the museum, but you got busy. you had four different essays due and as much as you would have loved to blow them off, you were so close to graduating.

by the time you'd found the piece of paper with his number on it in one of your college notebooks, it had been a week. surely it was too late to try and get a hold of him now. which really sucked, because he seemed like the perfect guy.

it was disappointing, but you supposed you should just let it go. maybe it wasn't the right time.

at least, that's what you thought until you smacked right into him in the park. it was after your very last class and then sun was almost completely gone.

you were just about to stop by your favorite deli and order your usual, a veggie sub sandwich, when your forehead whacked his. "shit," you hissed, bringing your hand up to your head.

"oh!" steven rubbed his own forehead with a pained expression. "i'm so sorry, i wasn't paying-" he started but paused when he realized it was you.

his mind played back the last week that he's been anxiously waiting by his phone for a call from you. steven crossed his arms as if to really stick it to you.

"now you listen here missy," he began to rant. "it's not very kind to tell someone you'll 'see them soon' and then never call. i've been sitting around my flat eating chocolates and chatting with my fish like a sad bloke."

you desperately tried not to laugh at him. he was right. you should've called, but his accent made him twice as adorable and you were having a hard time focusing.

"i'm sorry, i've just been so busy." you tried to explain.

steven shook his head. he was actually putting up a better fight than he thought he would. "i don't need your excuses. if you don't like a guy you should just tell him next time."

"but i do like you!" you said as you started to get slightly frustrated.

steven uncrossed his arms and listened to you with a bewildered expression.

you sighed, "i got distracted writing essays for my finals so that i can finally graduate next month."

steven shrugged, "alright. that's a decent excuse."

"i really did want to call you, but once i had the time i felt like it was too late," you confessed.

the two of you had finally come to understanding, so there you were. standing face to face in the middle of the park.

"i'm free now if you're hungry? unless that's a stupid idea. you're right, it was a dumb suggestion. i just thought-" he began to nervously rant again.

you giggled, "steven," you grabbed his hand to calm him down. "i'd love too."

steven smiled and wrapped his hand around yours. as the two of you began to walk, you came across a steakhouse. steven tried to be considerate of you and asked if you'd like to go in. you, of course, just nodded thinking it was what he wanted.

you were seated at a private little table outside. you looked up and down your menu desperately looking for something without meat in it. steven did the same, peeking over his menu to look at you every once in a while.

eventually you just gave up and set your menu down with a groan, "i'm sorry. it's just that, i'm a vegetarian."

steven's eyes practically lit up, "no way! i'm vegan, i just didn't want to say anything to ruin this."

you both laughed at the entire situation as a waiter walked over with a notepad, "what will the two of you be having?"

you and steven shared a look before he replied, "we'll take two slices of the vegan vanilla cheesecake."

"to go," you added.

#marvel #mcu #fanfiction #avengers #marvel fluff #fluff #steven grant fluff #steven grant x reader #steven with a v #steven grant #moon knight

[chiefdirector]

Listening | Tim Bradford | The Rookie

Act One | Chapter 16 | Chapter 17 | Chapter 18 | Chapter 19 | Chapter 20 | Chapter 21 | Chapter 22 | Chapter 23 | Chapter 24 | Chapter 25

(Y/N) nursed a coffee that had turned cold hours ago as she watched the screens before here intently, waiting for anything to happen. It had been hours since she had placed the bug in Sullivan's home but he had not done anything at all except watch reruns of crappy old sitcoms.

The room she was hooked up in was small and dark, so much so she felt like she could drift off to sleep any moment now. Groaning, she leaned back in her chair, sliding the headphones down to rest on her neck. Her back popped as she stretched, releasing tension that had been sitting there for hours. She stayed in that stretched out position for a few fleeting moments, shooting back up again when she heard the door open.

"Hey, hey, hey." She said, trying to seem a bit more collected than she felt.

"Hi." Chen smiled as stuck her head around the door, keeping the rest of her body hidden. "Is now a good time to talk?"

"Only is you brought me a-"

"Coffee?" Chen moved into the small room, presenting (Y/N) with a takeaway coffee cup, passing it over when the detective started making grabby hands. "I learn quickly."

"You're my favourite." She smiled into her coffee, blowing on it before taking a sip. "This is amazing. You're amazing. But what can I do for you?"

"I was wondering if you could show me how all this works, Tim is in court and it's either this or desk duty with Smitty."

(Y/N) nodded, gesturing for Lucy to pull up a chair beside her. She leaned over to the drawers beside her, pulling out a spare headset and plugging it in. "Put this on. All we need to do is listen, see if he says anything of interest that we can link back to Dyer."

Lucy hummed as she donned the headset, watching as (Y/N) shuffled through the computer screens in front of her. The two sat in silence for nearly an hour, listening to the tape until Chen all but slammed her headset down onto the hardwood desk in front of her.

"You okay?" (Y/N) asked, gently placing her own headphones down next to Lucy's.

"This is stupid, this can't be all there is to do." She ranted, running a hand over her head. "Rosalind would know that we were listening. It feels like we are running around doing exactly what she expects. Surely, you agree?"

"Yeah, I do. But nobody will warrant any other action at this time. Until we get permission from Grey, or someone higher, we can't take any official action." (Y/N) softly said, placing her hand on Lucy's shoulder, checking her watch as she moved. "Look, it's near the end of shift. I'm going to head off, you should too. Go home; eat, sleep. Come back here tomorrow. We can talk more then... see if any better ideas come to us."

(Y/N) watched as Chen nodded, leaving to hopefully go back to the locker room. Once the door shut behind her, she reached for her phone. Chen was right, they were not going to make any progress. Rosalind Dyer was playing chess and they were playing checkers. They had to meet her on a more even ground, one where Rosalind wouldn't expect them to be.

-

The sun hadn't even begun to rise when (Y/N) carefully removed herself from Tim's sleepy grip, silently getting herself ready for the day. She moved through the house with the stealth of an black ops agent, trying not to wake Kujo as she left, grabbing a large grey duffle bag from the office before leaving and shutting the door behind her. She had left the house as if nothing had been disturbed, everything was in its place.

As she slotted the key into the door, turning the lock shut, she let out a silent breath of relief that she had managed to leave undetected. She took a moment to collect herself, focussing her thoughts on what had to be done, before getting into her car, tossing her bag onto the backseat and pulling out of the driveway.

Even in the midst of nightfall, the streets and freeways of Los Angeles were mayhem to navigate; there was traffic from every given angle, drivers swearing at each other and barely anyone obeying traffic laws. (Y/N) paid no mind to the minor law infringements she saw, she had no time to pull these drivers over only to give them a fine. Dayshift would pick up any slack she left behind.

As traffic began to slow down to another standstill, (Y/N) pulled her phone from her pocket before turning it off and throwing it in the back alongside her duffle bag. She then leaned across the passigner chair to the glovebox where she pulled out a burner phone, an old Nokia she still had stashed away when she had returned to work. She shoved it in the pocket where she had pulled her phone from before turning into the Union Station parking lot.

Throwing her coat on, she got out of the car, locking it before placing the key on top of the back left wheel. She checked her pockets for everything she would need, her badge, her wallet, and a packet of gum as she walked towards the bus terminal.

-

The dark walls seemed to impose on (Y/N), as if they were squeezing her, taking away the very oxygen in her lungs. She took a deep breath, reminding herself that she was fine and the walls were not, in fact, compressing her. Still, even with that knowledge, she hardly felt safe; the nonchalant attitude of the guard escorting her and the angry roar of inmates who recognised someone foreign to them were hardly reassuring.

Nonetheless, (Y/N) held her head high, not letting her lack of confidence show as the guard finally escorted her into the most easterly wing of the prison. It was one of the most secluded areas of the entire facility and yet it was the most sterile looking. It reminded her of a hospital straight from a horror movie.

The walls stood tall, the bright white paint giving the illusion that the corridor was light and airy. The luminescent lights shone down from the ceiling, causing (Y/N) to wince from the sheer amount of light that gave off. The image of a hospital ward was only fended off by the heavy metal doors aligning the corridor, each one marking an entrance to a cell which held some of California's most terrifying inmates. Kidnappers, war criminals, people involved with terror plots, and serial killers. Those heavy metal doors didn't let (Y/N) forget where she was or why she was here.

"You know the rules right?" The guard grunted, pushing his overgrown hair from his face. As he stopped outside one of the cells "No touching, no provoking, no transfer of contraband. If the inmate attacks-"

"Attempt to restrain the prisoner, and use suitable force if required. Yell for help. I know." Bradford finished as she watched the guard huff before he started to unlock the cell door.

@xceafh @kmc1989 @buba424 @salty0cracker @iamasimpingh0e @malindacath @rookietrek @hufflepuffwhore13 @tessalynni @anaferreira-4 @starstruckchopshoptyphoon

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#tim bradford x reader #tim bradford imagine #tim bradford #the rookie #the rookie imagine #bottom of the river

[autisticlenaluthor]

Vigilante

thank you thank you to @2-the-moon-and-2-saturnfor betaing <3

“Kara Zor-El, what the fuck were you thinking?” 

The sound of Lena’s roar is quickly followed by heels snapping against the linoleum floor. Alex and Kara both shoot each other looks, like two kids about to get caught screwing around by the principal. 

Within the second, Alex has hopped off of Kara’s bed and is carefully backing away.

The med-bay door slides open and Lena enters, her arms folded across her chest and brow raised. For a moment, she remains quiet as she takes in the scene. Kara’s lying in her suit on a stretcher, surrounded by red sun lamps, and connected to an IV drip. 

Lena nods to herself and draws in a breath, shooting Alex a look before turning back to Kara.

“Two days,” she remarks and holds up two fingers. “You couldn’t wait two days for the kryptonite suit to be finished?” 

Kara goes to respond, getting out a meek ‘I know, I-’ before realizing the question must’ve been rhetorical because Lena’s already cut her off. 

“You promised you were going to lay low until it was done.” 

“I didn’t know he’d have kryptonite!” Kara exclaims. (She regrets it as soon as she does.) 

“Well, I don’t think that’s something criminals like to advertise.”

“Look, she took a calculated risk,” Alex interjects. “Maybe not the smartest one. But this is what she does– there’s always a chance of this happening, it just comes with the territory.” 

Lena raises an eyebrow. “The territory? Kara’s life is not collateral, Director. It’s not worth the risk.” 

“I’m not saying it is.” 

“Then stop treating her like she’s indestructible. You know, I’m getting really tired of this vigilante shit and the DEO acting like–”

“Woah, this is not vigilante shit, Supergirl is a nationally recognized hero. She’s basically a member of law enforcement!” Alex argues. 

“NCPD officers always have back-up. If Supergirl is a cop, then where the hell is her team?” 

“Right here! The entire DEO is behind her, she–”

“Alex–” Kara cuts in. “Both of you, just stop.” 

Lena retracts. She rubs her palms together and looks down at the floor. 

“Could we just have a minute?” Kara asks, looking over at her sister. “Alone?” 

Alex hesitates. She looks from Kara, to Lena, then back at Kara. 

“We’ll be fine,” Kara adds and tilts her head towards Lena. “I’m okay.” 

“Okay.” Alex exhales. “I’ll be in the conference room.” 

Kara nods. She folds her hands together and scrapes the dried blood from beneath her fingernails as she waits for Lena’s rant to pick back up. After all, it isn’t like she doesn’t deserve it. She made a promise and she broke it. Broke Lena’s trust after years of building it up. 

But the spiral never comes. Lena’s silent as her eyes graze the med bay again, watching the monitors on the wall, and the cuts on Kara’s chin. 

“I… I’m sorry,” Kara speaks up eventually. She looks up with round, worried eyes, trying to feel out a response before she continues. “I didn’t want to make you mad.” 

“I’m not mad,” Lena responds. She drops her arms by her side and then picks them back up again so she can tap her thumbs together. She needs something to do with her hands so the pent-energy circling inside won’t start to seep out again. “I know, with the yelling, but…” 

She pauses and approaches the bed, sitting on the edge beside her girlfriend. 

“I’m not mad.” 

“I’d understand if you were,” Kara says. “I told you I’d wait and I didn’t.”

Lena nods. She gestures with her hand, her expression softening. When she goes to speak, all that comes out is a sigh. 

She looks down and folds her hands together. They’re shaking– it’s practically imperceivable but they are. Kara reaches out to gently cover them with her own. 

“You know, for three years I’ve been Supergirl without an anti-Kryptonite suit and I’ve always made it out okay,” she says. “And today was bad, I- I know how bad it was. But I’ll bounce back. I’ll be safer.” 

Again, Lena nods and her eyes gloss over. 

“I know.”

She smiles as she says it, the way she always does when she’s fighting back tears. 

“But you’re…” Sniffing, Lena reaches out to trace the area by Kara’s scrape with her thumb. “You’re all cut up. You’re– you’re bleeding. You never bleed.” 

“I’m okay,” Kara whispers. 

But Lena doesn’t believe her. She shakes her head and sets her hand down, beginning to fidget with her fingers once more. 

“You’re hurt.” 

“I am… a little.”

“I don’t like seeing you hurt.” 

“You’ve seen it before.” 

“And I didn’t like it then either.” 

Kara sighs. She reaches out to take Lena’s hand in hers, giving it a squeeze. 

“I’ll be okay,” she says again. “I promise.” 

“Yeah… you better be,” Lena says, her voice shaky. “Because I’m really fond of my girlfriend and I’d hate to lose her to some anti-Kryptonian creep.” 

“You’re not gonna lose me.” 

“Sure.” 

“You’re not.” 

Lena looks up and meets Kara’s eyes. 

“How am I supposed to believe that?” She asks. “All I asked for was two days to finish your suit… and you went out anyway.” 

Kara averts her gaze, drawing her bottom lip between her teeth. 

“And I know you’ll be fine this time. But what if next time is different? I don’t…” 

The words get caught in Lena’s throat. They’re heavy in her mouth, she wishes she could swallow them. 

“I can’t do this without you.” 

She isn’t sure what this is referring to. These relationships, these friendships, this job.

All Lena knows is she’s gotten used to her life and for the first time in as long as she can remember, she really fucking likes it. She likes that she gets to come home from work to her best friend and the penthouse they made a home together. She likes that there are two toothbrushes in the holder on her bathroom sink, and a pair of sneakers next to her heels by the front door. She likes that when Kara showers, she can hear her singing in the other room, and that they have Fast Food Fridays because, at the end of the week, neither of them ever wants to cook. 

So maybe it’s all of it. Lena likes her life– loves it, even. Kara is the one person she can’t imagine doing it without. 

“You won’t have to,” Kara breathes. “I promise.” 

Lena doesn’t say anything. She soaks in the silence until Kara feels ready to continue. 

“Today, when I fell and the wind got knocked out of me… I felt this… this rush. Like… you know how people talk about their life flashing before their eyes?” 

Lena nods. 

“It was like that except it wasn’t my life, it was like, I was seeing what I’d miss if… if something really did happen. It was all of these moments a- and all I could think was, I can’t miss this… I can’t not live it.” 

“What did you see?” Lena asks, her voice hardly above a whisper. 

“So much.” Kara smiles and sits up, leaning her weight on her hands. “It was me and you in this big house. And we had pets– a dog and a cat. And we were so happy.” 

Lena draws her bottom lip between her teeth, the corners of her mouth curling into a smile. She’d be lying if she said she hadn’t had similar fantasies. 

“That sounds nice.” 

“Yeah,” Kara agrees. “And then I… I hit the ground and I knew I’d messed up. And I- I regretted it so much– I still do.”

Lena looks over at her. She wants to ask what that means, what all of it means. The flash forward and the regret, what it really is to mess up. But again, she’s quiet. 

“I want that life with you,” Kara continues. “And I was so stupid to risk it today when all you’d needed was two more days.”

“You’re not stupid.” 

“I know. But the choice I made was.” 

Lena nods. 

“I want the big house and the dogs and all of those moments with you. Supergirl is… I love Supergirl but you are my family. She’s just a job.” 

“Kara… what are you saying?” 

Kara smiles. Her heart’s beating so fast it could burst right out of her chest, but this feels right. It feels good.

And before she knows it, two more words have slipped out. “Marry me?” 

#supercorptober2023 #supercorp fanfiction #kara danvers #lena luthor

[mymainwastoocluttered]

Baggy Uniform (Vil)

Inspired by this

NOTE: I only write for female reader but everyone is welcome to read it!

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"I'd love to, really I would," the Ramshackle Housewarden answers dryly, and Vil holds back a scoff. "But I have no money for that and this is good enough"

"Doesn't Headmaster Crowley pay for your expenses?"

"He made me live in an abandoned mansion, what do you think? Last time I took some money for food, he used that to blackmail me into doing his work. I stopped asking him long ago. Sadly, I just happen to have no magic, so the job options aren't as well paying, and I do have to also feed a cat monster and fix Ramshackle before it collapses on my head. So no, I don't have money for a good uniform. Can I help you with something else, Housewarden Schoenheit?"

Vil blinks twice, actually surprised at the rant. (Y/N) clearly needed to get all that out, and while cold, her words held to bite. In fact, she sounds just tired. Looking her over once again, Vil can see it more clearly: the disheveled hair, the pimples threatening to appear due to lack of care, the dark bags under her eyes, the hunch of her shoulders, the chipped nails... Her baggy uniform is the last of her worries when she's spending her free time laying down on a random staircase looking like an alcoholic going through withdrawal.

"... Get up, I'm not leaving you like this."

"Why do you care?"

Why does he care? It's not like Vil is a particularly altruistic person. Sure, he tries to be gracious, in his own way, most of the time, but otherwise he mostly keeps to himself until something bothers him. Does she bother him? Yes. But no. It's complicated.

Vil hates that he loves looking at her. She is bothersome because he can't stop thinking about her. She is bothersome because Vil feels the urge to go out of his way to be bothered by her.

"I'm not allowing the only girl in this school to be mistreated like that. We're going to get you a spa day, then some fitting clothes. Once that's done, we'll do something about the Headmaster."

"Pass. Pepel—that's Epel, by the way—warned me about you, and I'm really not feeling like being scrutinized today. Thanks, though"

"I'm– I will not– Seven, you're so bothersome. Do you know why?"

"Because I'm ugly?"

"Because you look like crap, and I still think you're breathtaking, and I hate it."

He watches as his words work their magic, her eyes widening to the size of saucers, her mouth falling open. She looks like a potato carved into a messy raccoon, and she's still gorgeous and Vil hates it, so much so that he wants to kiss her. So he keeps on talking.

"You look like a potato that has been out in the sun for three summer days, and I still want to kiss you. You walk like a raccoon goblin, and I still want to hug you. You act like a fifty years old alcoholic smoker, and I think it's so charming. And I hate it, I hate it all. If you allow me to be terribly cliche, I hate that I love you so much."

Tears rush so her pretty pretty eyes, and she tries to hide, but he catches her wrists before she can. The blush on her cheeks is absolutely captivating, and he wants to bite them like he'd bite a ripe apple.

"And I hate even more to see you be mistreated and go through so much misfortune. So, please, come with me. Allow me to help you bloom—no, to help your appearance reflect the beauty you already are inside."

"... Rook is going to love this whole scene," she grumbles, but allows Vil to pull her up, resting her forehead on his chest once they're both face to face. "Fine, pamper me, Your Beautifulness"

"This is not pampering, it's basic decency"

"Then basic decency me, Your Beautifulness~"

Seven, why her out of all the potatoes? He loves this girl so much.

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst imagines #twst x reader #x fem reader #vil schoenheit #vil schoenheit x reader

[mikeyss1ut]

Thank you for telling me. Now my request.

Wednesday and her gf get into a fight. She's cold as always but WAY meaner and cold as ice, gf tries talking to her in class or out in the hall? Brushed off, ignored. (But lowkey hoping y/n begs for forgiveness, even if it wasn't her fault) but to her surprise, y/n goes "fine whatever!" And gives her the same rude attitude.

They ignore each other until Wednesday breaks..

Can't think of anything? I'll understand don't worry!

- 🌻

I did not see this my precious sun flower I miss you dearly you have not returned home in a while. It’s been way to long that I haven’t spoken to you . Do feel free to speak to me again my love.

“Wednesday, please I swear I didn’t mean to tell them about us! You know it was an accident!” You cried

“Listen, I did not want those ruin imbeciles knowing about us because then we will end up on a pointless provision post on some social network app with abnormal humans praying on our rise or downfall. And I don’t want that you ruined it now. Stay away from me we could have made this work if your soul sucking soul didn’t have to be so needy to me. Which honestly if the buckled shoe fits y/n your so love all the time it disturbs me and crushes bones in my body I didn’t know existed. Leave.” Wednesday said. No emotion which when she was taking to you she at least had some form of emotion. She was colder than ice saying that statement tears dripped down your frame as you ran out. She didn’t mean it , it didn’t hit her that everything she said was a lie to make you hurt or beg until you walked out. And for a second she felt - sad?

The next day she ignored you even though she wanted to talk to you . She was trained that way and she was never gonna be . That was just that.

You, sweet innocent you even stayed getting mad. How dare she not respond to you after being nice about it and even trying to be nice to Wednesday after the names and things she said and called you.

You ignored her for days. Until Wednesday couldn’t handle it anymore. That’s saying something.

She wasn’t sure what to say?

“I’m sorry.”

No she doesn’t say sorry.

“It’s my fault.”

It was her fault but in a way it wasn’t. She couldn’t say that.

“I love you.”

No. No way to lovey for her .

Screw it say whatever comes to your mind when you see her again.

She knocked on your dorm. You opened. Then closed it again. Wednesday began to walk away but she was done avoiding you when she loved you as much as she did . It was that moment she knew what to say.

She walked back to the door. But didn’t knock.

“Y/n? I know that you don’t want to talk to me right now. But I’m not sure I can live without you. I lay in bed at night cold, colder than usual from knowing I no longer have you in my life. There’s a void in my heart that needs your space. Your hugs when I let you. You ranting on to me about things I don’t care about until you care about it. I don’t know what to do without those little things I enjoy about you. I still have your necklace you gave me. The blood vile necklace I hold on to it when I think of the possibilities of what I would be doing if I was with you at that moment.” She says. She cringes at what she says but still does not regret it.

You open the door and for the first time in your life and hers.

She hugged you.

This is iffy for me I feel like I didn’t write Wednesday well but I don’t care. Also if your read my other Wednesday fics you might have caught onto the blood vile necklace You gave Wednesday in my other one shots<3333

#wednesday addams x reader #wednesday fluff #wednesday angst #wednsday addams #wednesday addams x female reader #wednesday addams hc #wednesday addams series #wednesday addams fluff #Wednesday Addams angst #Wednesday Addams argue ment

[suckondescoconuts]

Obanai, absolutely yes, but kokushibo? Maybe later since I can't think much for him and his character, he's not emotionally enough for me to think of right now (businessman am I right?).

But I'll do Obanai, of course lol.

✨My third request, thank you✨

Oʙᴀɴᴀɪ ⵊɢᴜʀᴏ𓆙

𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙾𝚁𝚂 𝙳𝙾𝙽’𝚃 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃

𝙿𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚙𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔

𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝

𐦐ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕖𐦐

I have a love hate relationship with him, since you know why if you read Sanemi headcannone, but manly because he join in patronizing Tanjiro and Nezuko with Sanemi, but I do love him for being so nice and sweet to Mitsuri (So cute).

Imma be honest, I ship him with Mitsuri. Like they belong together💜, but that's not why your here, your not here to listen to me rant on about how cute they are together, but to read about some smexy stuff with Obanai (you nasty).

So I will feed you my children.

I see Obanai as a switch, leaning more into a dom role, but he'll let you dom him however you want.

Your pleasure comes first over his, for sure.

Praises you 24/7, like man is almost on the same level as Akaza, women worshippers lol.

Feel like he would like to do risky things with you outside of the bed, but then when y'all get caught, he will cover you up and stare daggers at the person who caught y'all doing it.

If you guys had a threesome with Mitsuri or are in a poly relationship with her, he would definitely bring his hand out and masturbate to seeing you and Mitsuri having fun.

Bandage and rope play maybe?

He loves marking you with love bites and hickeys, showing the others that he owns you and you are his.

Listen, LISTEN LINDA, there two sides of him, he can be down right romantic and a praiser, or he can be rough and degrade you, it's mostly your choice sometimes.

Kiss his scars on his cheeks PLEASE, he will fall in love with you more.

Loves when you ride him, looking up at your beautiful body and seeing your face twist in pleasure.

His ears are sensitive~

I think he likes torturing you until you can't stop yourself from shaking.

His hands are ✨magical✨, every time he fingers you, you see stars.

Obanai can go about 2-3 rounds, but if you want to keep going, he will eat you out over and over again, until you are exhausted.

Aftercare is like a routine ok, there's no backing out of it, he will wash you, feed you, make you drink water, smoother you, and damn right tell you how much he loves you. With that he kisses your forehead and says goodnight to ya, before cuddling you close to him.

𐦐𝕊𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪 𝕋𝕚𝕞𝕖𐦐

You've been desperate for Iguro, wanting him to play with you, but since he's been so busy fighting demons every second and day, there's has been no time together between you guys. It was pissing you off, until finally he had the day off and he spend every single one of them on you and today you guys were walking through the wood beside by one another, seeing how transparent and gleaming it was outside.

Obanai had stop in his track to pick up a very beautiful tulip in his hand and gave it right to you.

You blushed at the thoughtfulness and took the tulip out of his hand, bringing it closes to your chest, smiling right at him with adoration.

"Thank you, love."

"Your welcome." He said and brought his hand out to grasp your own.

You guys started you walk again and honestly, you didn't know where you guys were going. All Iguro said to you were that he wanted to show you a special place of his to relax. You of course were very keen to see what he was about to show you, but also worried since it was about to turn dark soon, meaning that any demon can be lurking at any minute, watching you both to attack.

"Should we be out here so late, the sun is soon to set?"

"We'll be alright, after all, you have this strong Hashira next to you to protect you from all evil."

You giggled at his cocky attitude and kept walking.

Then Iguro stopped again, stopping right in front of a tree and turned towards your direction.

"Do you want me to help you up?"

"No I got this." You said confidently.

He got up first, sitting on a thick, strong tree branch and when it was your turn, he did in fact helped you up a little by grabbing you arm and underneath your armpit, but either way you got up. You sat down right in front of him, having you back against his chest.

You then felt his right hand grasp under your chin and turned your head left towards the cliff. Your eyes went wide and saw the most flawless, dazzling, exquisite sunset you saw.

"Obanai, this is so"

"Beautiful?" He cut you off, finishing your sentence.

"Yes." You said still staring right at it in awe.

A hand was placed right on you thigh, rubbing into it for a little while, until it started to drag upwards towards your face, pushing back a strand of you hair and looking into your eyes.

"May I touch you?" He said it so strangely, so bizarre that it made you shiver anticipation.

"Oh my, yes."

He dive right in to your words and started to slowly strip off your clothes one by one. When all of it was off he started to massage your breast gently while kissing you neck, which you didn't know he took off his bandage so soon. His other hand was brought down to your crotch, messing the same way towards your clit too.

"Oh, Obanai." You said so sweetly to him when he kept doing what he was doing.

You leaned your head back onto his shoulders and tangled your hands into his striking hair.

He then stopped what he was doing, kissed your neck in apologetic way and started to strip his own self. When he was done, you turned around, sitting on his lap and started to kiss his lips, while doing that you took your hand out and brought his tip towards your hole.

You broke the kiss and asked lovingly, "Are you ready?" Towards him. He replied yes and groaned loudly when you sat all the way down on his cock.

"Oh fuck, yes" he cried out loudly, bringing his hand onto your love handles, settling down from the impact.

You waited for a while to finally get used to him being inside you for a long time and lifted your hips up and the thrust them down again, doing the motion over and over, riding to the day of dawn.

𐦐𝕋𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣𐦐 < —— press here for the Twitter link

"Oh fuck, you're my angel you know that, my everything." He said staring right into your eyes again with a light glimmer in them.

"Yes, god, YES I knew that, and, fuck-your my everything too~"

Then you felt yourself about to fulfill soon.

"Iguro, I'm"

"I know just hold on for me, my love."

Then a warmed feeling flooded right into you, making you crash and cum all over him too.

You felt so terminated, so exhausted you wanted to rest for a bit, but you also felt secured, loose, and pleased.

You brought your hands to Iguro face and made him look at you. You smiled at the satisfied face of his own and felt so completed.

"Thank you."

Sorry if I made this asker wait a little for this chapter, just been tired lately and been hanging out with some friends of mine, but be ready for another chapter coming soon, just need to find some Twitter links to fit in this story that was requested from another person and I will be on a roll.

Thank you for waiting so long , bye.

𝓘 𝓱𝓸𝓹𝓮 𝔂'𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮𝓭 𝓲𝓽 𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓲𝓽'𝓼 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓪 𝔀𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓘 𝓱𝓸𝓵𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓰𝓾𝔂𝓼 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓪 𝓫𝓵𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓫𝓰 𝓭𝓪𝔂 𝓑𝓨𝓔

P.S. follow me on Wattpad, my name is @Ava873703, I post there more new stories then here

#kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #kyn #demon slayer fanfic #demon slayer smut #obanai iguro smut #obanai x y/n #obanai x reader #obanai iguro #obanai smut #suckondescoconuts #kny #twt links #twitter links

[generouskittentidalwave]

I HAVE A BONE TO PICK WITH THE KUNG FU PANDA SERIES, I'M GRABBING IT BY THE THROAT AND DRAGGING IT TO THE DEPTHS

JUST COME'RE, COME'RE FOR A MINUTE AND EXPLAIN TO ME

WHAT. THE FUCK. IS THIS?

This has GOTTA be another Macaque disguise in order to mess with Wukong's image cause I refuse to believe that THIS is Wukong.

Now don't get me wrong there is nothing wrong with adaptions made of our beloved monkey gremlin, a lot of them are super cool and well made! But there is a difference between an adaption and then just full on disgracing the source material BECAUSE HOW CAN ONE FUCK UP THIS BADLY ON SUCH A WELL KNOWN AND BELOVED CHARACTER? OKAY SIT DOWN FOR CLASS TIME AND LET ME STATE MY CASE.

First of all the looks, why is only one eye red and gold? I'm sorry but if I remember correctly Wukong wasn't half way in the furnace. My second gripe is with the monkey species they chose for him. Listen, Wukong is supposed to be the representation and embodiment of a monkey, he isn't supposed to be a specific species of monkey in the first place as he is not only his own species of monkey but he is supposed to represent all the monkey species. So making him into a specific species of monkey doesn't work all that well in the first place, but out of all the species they could've picked why the species that looks like a reverse oompa loompa?

AND DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON HIS POWERS

Okay okay, get this, not only did they heavily nerf him, but they also made it so all his power comes from THE GOLDEN CIRCLET. YEAH THAT'S RIGHT THEY MADE THE TRAUMA RING AROUND HIS HEAD INTO A CROWN THAT GIVES HIM POWERS AND THAT HE WANTS TO GET THE CROWN BACK.

The crown is most known for being the equivalent of a shock collar for him, how do you mess that one up THAT BAD?

And we haven't even touched on his backstory yet oh no no no no. Sit down as you are gonna LOVE this one folks

Apparently Wukong was great friends with the gods in heaven until he was framed for something he didn't do and was imprisoned, not in the mountains by the Buddha, but was imprisoned in the red jade mines for it. Not only that but he basically poisoned Po and his trainees as he could only get out if he replaced himself in the mines with another and keep them there until like sunset. First of all Wukong would never do that in the first place sure he was impulsive and reckless but he wasn't bad for the sake of being bad, he was just a bit of a trouble maker that needed proper guidance. NOT ONLY THAT BUT PO'S TRAINEES WHO ARE LITERALLY KIDS BEAT HIM. LIKE- HELLO? LITERAL KIDS BEAT SUN WUKONG? THE MOST OP CHARACTER IN KNOWN HISTORY?

Apparently the ldb was the one behind things and Wukong needed to stop her which we saw that be done much better in Lego Monkie Kid (amazing show I HIGHLY recommend watching that instead of this). And Wukong redeemed himself and became besties with the gods again.

OH OH AND TO ADD MORE SALT TO THE WOUND? MONKEY'S BROTHER IN KFP IS NAMED "WU KONG", THE SAME BROTHER WHO CAUSED THEIR OWN MOM TO DIE DUE TO HIS OWN SELFISHNESS.

LIKE BRO WTF DO THEY HAVE AGAINST WUKONG? WHY ALL THE BEEF AGAINST SUCH A BELOVED AND AMAZING CHARACTER AND MAKING HIM OUT TO BE A HORRIBLE AND PATHETIC GUY WHEN HE ISN'T?

Kung Fu Panda is beloved by China for it's good representation and understanding of it's culture, so how the franchise could let one of the most well known characters in Chinese mythology and stories get slanderized THIS BADLY by one of their spin off series is beyond me.

I know this has just been me ranting about how a recurring character in a series was characterized in a spin off series kid show people hardly know about but like- for some reason I was just absolutely flabbergasted by this characterization of Wukong as a whole in a franchise that's known for doing plenty of good research on chinese culture, mythology, belief and stories. My only hope is that this was Macaque disguised as a fake Wukong the whole time just pulling a funny prank.

#come on people #we can do better than this #kfp #kung fu panda #kfp po #sun wukong #jttw wukong #jttw sun wukong #journey to the west #jttw #jttw monkey king #monkey king #lmk #lego monkie kid #lmk sun wukong #lmk wukong #lego monkie kid sun wukong #lmk monkey king #lego monkie kid monkey king #lego sun wukong #lego wukong #lego monkey king #lego #macaque #six eared macaque #lmk macaque #lego monkie kid macaque #jttw macaque #jttw six eared macaque #lmk six eared macaque

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

I don't know if I've requested this before, but here:

OKAY, so if this is too heavy of a topic I am so sorry, but hear me out! Romantic Yandere erasermic with a darling that has depression, now the depression has been around for a long time and was NOT caused by them, but being kidnapped has made it worse. And their darling has depressive episodes that can get so bad that their darling wont want to eat, drink, shower, brush their teeth, or change clothes in the morning, and sometimes it takes threats of a punishment to get them out of bed in the morning. I suffer from depressive episodes like that, so I was wondering what Mic and Aizawa would do if they saw their Darling suffer like that?

If that's too heavy of a topic, then how about romantic erasermic, and their darling actually escapes, but their darling has so much trouble adjusting back to a normal life that like, a month later they come back sobbing and literally begging to come back home with them?

Its not to heavy darling

I think because its so heavy its nice to address it

🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

“Did you eat today?”

“...”

“(Y/n)! Did you-”

“Okay! I did! I did, alright. Chill out.”

“...Did the thing you eat actually have any protein value? Or was it just some cubes of ice you were pretending was an actual snack.”

“....”

“Kitchen. Now.”

When Shouta and Hizashi finally migrated you into their home they knew you were struggling. It's what made them so worried. They expected that for the first month this behavior would increase and they’d be wary of it. But after three months had passed without you attempting to escape or even enjoy the autonomy they allowed you to have they were worried. 

What worried them even more was your growing dissonance to the punishments they put in place to make you move. The first time the second Shouta suggested actually breaking your legs since you want to stay in bed all day, you snapped right up avoiding the bed like the plague until the end of the day. The next time though was not nearly as responsive:

“Can I at least have some painkillers?”

They eventually shifted their already solid schedules to take time to encourage you to actually function. Sometimes taking you into the shower themselves, spoon feeding you, or even brushing your teeth. 

They’re definitely not letting you go. If you thought your depressed doll state was going to scare them off, think again. They up their game in engaging with your hobbies because of course they know them already. Even with your short bouts of energy to indulge they praise your advancements. If you like ranting about a show or movie they will sit down and listen to you for hours. Or if you like to bake or cook they make it a challenge for you; “Tomatoes, sun chips, sour cream, and caramel! Make it work!” Even if you end up creating an abomination they’re cheering you on and shoving it down their throats. 

If you can’t muster the energy or the drive to even look at the things you love they go with a more primal tactic. 

You hear the door to your “room” creak open. You don’t bother to open your eyes as you hear the determined footfalls of one of your captors. You expected to be lightly shaken awake or being carried out of bed (Shouta). Only to hear that the steps stopped at the foot of your bed, you figured that this was just some new way to wake you up. What you weren’t ready for was the rising of the covers and the heat of another person crawling to you. Without moving your head you watched the bubbling of the comforter move closer to your lower half. You stayed still, mostly in shock as large calloused hands gilded softly up your leg to your waist. You began to squirm a little as those same hands began to flutter and pinch at the puffy fat underneath your skin.

“H-hey! Hold on–whoa!”

The tickles and touches that were just playfully occupying your waist had propped your butt up before pulling off your undergarments, leaving you completely bare. Because of your position you weren’t able to kick at your assailant settling to just bucking your hips in a desperate attempt to get loose. Your plan backfired, where one of your thrusts was made to create distance only enticed the face of whoever it was into the clutch of your genitals. You stopped realizing that you were the one who instituted the lewd act only to feel that same presence move towards you once again. 

“AeAe–Is that y-your tongue-? Ahh~!”

You couldn’t focus on anything as the growing heat of this person’s tongue just kept lapping at your sopping privates. Your only solace was the tight hold you had on the sheets; practically pulling it off the mattress as you involuntarily bucked. 

“Feeling better now?”

The gruff and sultry voice of Shouta tickles your ear,  being lightly rubbed at by the scruff on his chin. You were so occupied with who you could only assume to be Hizashi you couldn’t focus on the entry of the other. Feeling overheated and overwhelmed you leaned into the hero, moaning into his mouth as you reached your climax. Coming down from your high you rested your head on the naked chest of the man beside you; just barely registering the kisses peppered from waist to just below your chest. 

“Did you know *kiss* we’re studying anatomy *kiss kiss* with the kids?” “He’s right.” Shouta began to hold your face up to his, kissing your forehead.” Especially endorphins *peck* and oxytocin.” 

“All of which come from…hehe~good times.” Finally appearing from beneath the cover of your comforter resting his head on your upper abdomen. His beady eyes glow a devious yellow-green staring straight into yours. Spooked, you turn to the piercing crimson gaze of Shouta as he continues. 

“Depression doesn’t let you enjoy yourself, whether it's actually loving yourself…” The man that was previously covered crawled to your unoccupied left forcing you to stare into his loving gaze. 

“...or loving the things you love…”

“But lucky for you we have you…”

“We love you and we’ll gladly help you fight this.”

“Yes it’s our vow to keep our kitten healthy by all means necessary…” 

A new hand cold and just as big caressed downward before resting over the space between your legs. What felt cold seconds before once again began to heat up and that familiar wetness returned. 

“Even if it means forcing your body to get with the program.” The radio star’s voice snickered into your ear as he trailed his hand over your nipples giving one a squeeze. 

“We’ll love you, (Y/n) even when you can’t.”

“You’ll move because of us, canary.”

“You’ll sing again because of us.”

“We’ll do everything for you (Y/n)!”

“Even loving you.” 

“Even when you can do it yourself.”

“Because you're ours.”

#yandere bnha #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yanderexrea #lovelyyandereaddictionpoint #yanderes #yandere erasermic #erasermic #yandere aizawa x reader #yandere hizashi #yandere hizashi yamada #yandere aizawa shouta #yandere polyamory

[callmemrskenway]

Okay so thank you for the detailed answers for my ask! It was amazing! I loved everything about it…but now I need to ask, what about an S/O that was isakai’d for Red Son? Our favorite flame boi?

- OKAY BUT YOU STILL FALL ON TOP OF HIM BECAUSE HIS LUCK REALLY DO BE LIKE THAT AND YOURS IS TOO.

- OFFENDED AND UPSET FOR SURE, LIKE HE'S YELLING AND IS ALL: "HOW DARE YOU-" but then he sees your face and his hair is even more on FIRE than it already was, if that was possible. BUT HE'S STILL MAD AT YOU!!....WHOEVER YOU ARE.

- "JUST WAIT UNTIL I TELL MY FATHER!"/ "...And?"/ "DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM!? RED SON OF THE DEMON BULL KING FAMILY."/ "...wait do you mean Sun as in...the sun or son as in...father and mother make a son-"/ "SON WITH AN O, PEASANT."/ "Wow. That's...thats a name. That you have."

- Literally you don't know why this guy is shouting at you and he doesn't know why either but at some point he stops yelling and then demands to know who you are and why you're here. You're only able to answer one of those questions.

- Honestly I could also see him promising to bring you home because you're oblivious to the DBK family and the power and he's all: "MY FAMILY CAN DO ANYTHING! EVEN SEND YOU BACK TO WHATEVER WORLD YOU CAME FROM."

- BRINGS YOU TO HIS PARENTS IMMEDIATELY. He thinks they'd find you interesting since you come from another world but, as always, they undermine him and dismiss him completely. You aren't sure how but you end up sitting in his room on his bed as he rants about how his parents never listen to him.

- And you kinda vibe with it honestly. Are you still terrified out of your mind because of this man? Absolutely. Does that mean you still can't interject with a: "Dude, I feel you." here and there when he talks about his parents? Yes you can. You understand that he still loves them and wants to feel like he's enough and you two end up just...talking.

- So after that jarring first day, Red Son decides to keep you and help you get home, if only to show you the might of the great Demon Bull King family and to his parents that if he can find a way to bring you to your home AND OPEN A PORTAL TO ANOTHER WORLD RIPE FOR THE TAKING, THEN THEY'LL HAVE TO TAKE HIM MORE SERIOUSLY.

- So yeah expect to be treated like a "test subject" but a test subject who he sometimes rants too about things like "noodle boy" and his parents. Also he is very protective of you and concerned over you're well being...at least thats what it sounds like when he yells at the Bull Clone Robots who walk past you or shove you when they walk in YOUR way. Like he will not tolerate any disrespect towards you.

- NOT GONNA LIE, YOU TWO START GOING OUT WHEN HE ACCIDENTALLY CALLS YOU HIS FUTURE SPOUSE. Like MK and friends are trying to "save" you from him and he gets so angry that he goes on a tantrum and then he says that and everyone is stunned to speak or move, including you, so in his seething he just grabs your hand and walks you away. He doesn't realize what he said just yet.

- HE'S SO EMBARASSED WHEN HE DOES REALIZE WHAT HE SAID and when you ask him about it, he tries to snap and change the subject but then you assure him that its fine because, well, you kinda like him too.

- His hair starts on fire again, poor kid isn't gonna be given a break.

- He still yells at you a lot in your relationship but its mostly praise and when his heart can't handle his love for you but if you have a problem with it then he will quiet down.

- "BEHOLD PEASANTS, FOR IT IS MY BELOVED-"

- "Red Son, you're being a little too loud."

- "Oh, sorry. *ahem* Behold peasants! For it is my beloved, (Y/n)!"

- Red Son is also definetly not selfish enough to make you stay in his world but its one day he's trying to figure out how to bring you back when he realizes...What would happen to the both of you if you do leave?

- Would you still be together? Would you still WANT to be together? He still wants to be together and he kinda can't imagine his world without you anymore.

- He would want to go with you but he also doesn't want to leave his family, and he does bring those concerns to you and you honestly don't have an answer for him, so you tell him that and obviously, he doesn't like it but he understands.

- You both make an agreement that you will make the decision when the time comes and that Red Son will be supportive of it, at least, he really hopes he'll be able to handle it. So he cherishes every moment he has with you and trying not to think about the day you will eventually have to go.

#I also feel like this ooc but RED SON. #Red Son x Reader #lmk x reader #red son lmk #lego monkie kid x reader #lego monkie kid

[snootlestheangel]

MW3 Spoilers Below

**This is a rant about a song but it'll include MW3 Spoilers just a warning**

Moth by HELLYEAH

Surely someone's already pointed this out but this might be the most Ghost coded song out there, especially when you include the relationship he has with Soap. Even the canon one, where you can tell they're definitely friends and teammates

"I've been cast out, sequestered Pushed the fuck around Blindsided, beaten, locked up and bound Always thought I was human, but maybe I was wrong I've been treated like an animal, since the day I was born"

Like, okay, child abuse victim and tortured by the cartel. "Always thought I was human but maybe I was wrong" yeah okay "Ghost"

"The wounds that I wear are like the crown upon a king So heavy they lie, with all the pain that they bring My life's full of longing, but for what I'll never know I've been drawn into the fire as you reap what I sow"

I don't even think I have to say anything here. It's literally just Simon Riley, victim of everything, having to keep fighting cause it's all he has left. Become the Grim Reaper so you don't get reaped yourself.

"Like a moth to a flame, my wings burn away When things are too beautiful, I smash them to pieces The more that you love me, insecurity releases I'll be the one that's to blame, so I'll sell my soul to a blaze Like a moth to a flame, like a moth to a flame"

"The more that you love me, insecurity releases" So SoapGhost coded I'm sorry

"The ruler of the kingdom that ends up the pawn So tired of thinking of where it all went wrong Friendships, they come and go and sometimes they end Wouldn't dream in a million years that this would be one of them"

"Friendships they come and go and sometimes they end, wouldn't dream in a million years that this would be one of them" LITERALLY SOAP'S DEATH IN MW3! Like, they're clearly friends, they've got something there, and so Ghost, who has lost everyone until now, finally has a friendship that's worth hanging onto, a friend he's confident nothing will happen to. And then BAM! He's suddenly kneeling next to said friend's lifeless body wondering where it all went wrong.

"Faith in the life, belief 'til the end Failure's not an option, but the options exist I gave up my everything, I give 'til I bleed Take it all, take everything, just take it from me"

Guys is this is so them!!! Even as a friendship perspective and not romantic partners!!

"You're pushing me, I'm pushing back Falling down, my heart attacks Compassion is lost No more hope, no more trust I tore it down and burnt it up All faith is gone"

Ghost, who feels there's nothing left in life after losing his best friend, his ride-or-die Soap, his Johnny, just wanting to burn the world down cause he's lost all faith in good things ever happening to him again

"I'm not a hero or a villain, not a god, I'm just a man Staring through the hourglass at the footprints in the sand I'm stripping off my armor, my battles here are done Wave my white flag to surrender And fly into the sun"

Despite earning the name "Ghost", he's reminded he's still just a human being. He's finally reached his limit after losing Johnny, so here he is, standing in the aftermath of the world he's burned and ready to burn with it.

It's just such a Simon "Ghost" Riley song and I desperately needed to share

#mw3 spoilers #ghost coded song #moth by hellyeah is Simon “Ghost” Riley #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #soapghost #ghostsoap

[sorrow-and-bliss]

Let Me Help You

Draco x Sick Reader

Warnings: Reader has chronic pain/health issues. Angsty anxious Draco. Fluufffffyyyy (A little cheesy)

Draco has some extra powers. In this adjusted universe you can feel someone else's pain by touching them.

Reblogs are fine.

Masterlist

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'Rain may fall and wind may blow, And many miles be still to go' ~ J. R. R. Tolkien

You walked doggedly down the corridors of Hogwarts, each step heavier than the last. School had been exhausting lately and it wasn't helped by the inflammation in your veins. Pain permeated your whole being as spasms darted in and out of your body, pinching you here, searing you there. It made you numb, causing you to completely check out. Your friends simply thought you were tired but there was someone who knew better.

In your daze, you failed to notice a head of platinum blond hair in the mass of students crowded around the potions door. Pain ricocheted through your body, causing you to clench your jaw and wince. Then your eyes glazed over once more in an unseeing stare.

Someone spoke to you.

"Hey, y/n, snap out of it."

"Huh?" You murmured.

Draco Malfoy grabbed your forearms then jumped back with a sudden yelp. The surrounding students gave you both strange looks.

You understood at once what had happened, and Draco looked at you in alarm. As the other students went off, Draco put an arm around your shoulders, steering you away from class. He completely ignored your protests until he reached the outer archway leading to the grounds.

"What are you doing?" You snapped, flinging his arms off, finally getting a word in.

"How long has this been going on?" He interrogated. "That was no measly shock I got and I know darn well where it came from. Merlin's beard, why didn't you say something?"

He ranted in frustration as he pulled your sleeves back.

"Draco, no," you warned. "You'll get hurt, too." You looked on in horror.

"And just let you suffer?" He fired back.

It was concern that made him so tense, and you could see the sympathy swimming in his eyes.

He put his hands on your arms again, moving up and down, trying to discern an epicenter. Finally, he settled on your biceps. Slowly the pain drifted out of your body and took the shape of a dark mass hovering around his hands. Not once did he flinch as he absorbed the pain. "Draco you shouldn't!" You cried in protest. But he only shook his head.

"How long has this flare up been going on?" He asked, tone laced with grief.

"It's been... awhile."

He sighed, then infused the swirling mass into a nearby stone, catching you just in time before you swayed to the floor. Your body had gone into sudden relief as the pain left.

"Oh, y/n, y/n," he repeated, caressing you. "Please tell me when these things happen," he pleaded. "I can't stand you suffering alone."

You cried silently into his shirt, as he rubbed your back.

The stone that Draco had flung away began to smoke and hiss before exploding and turning to dust.

You looked at him curiously, "How did you do that? I thought you were going to absorb it."

He smiled at you fondly, "I know. I've been experimenting and studying. Another object can absorb an illness from the withdrawer's hand, but will combust upon absorption."

"But you could still feel the pain temporarily?" You pressed, anxiously.

He shrugged, "Don't worry about it. If you can handle it, I can too."

"But -"

"Shh," he ran a hand through your hair. "You need to rest. Come on."

Picking you up he carried you outside and set you down under a beech tree near the lake. It was a pleasant day with the sun actually peeking out. The grass was soft beneath you and an amiable breeze blew. Draco gently pulled you against his chest.

"Draco, we'll get in trouble skipping classes." You murmured, as the sunlight warmed you, ending your will to move for a few centuries.

He waved off your concern. "I won't get in trouble because I have connections, and you won't get in trouble because you're an excellent student."

Draco pulled out his wand and did a flourish. Bellflowers began to crop up.

Then with a ringed finger to the wind, some small air currents began to dance around his hand.

Taking the sphere of wind he'd obtained, he pressed it gently to your chest. Oxygen filled your lungs, and your body finally relaxed.

"Thanks, Dray." You smiled and snuggled into him.

He kissed you soundly on the lips and stroked your cheek.

"Anything, for my y/n."

'But under a tall tree I will lie, And let the clouds go sailing by.' ~ J. R. R. Tolkien

#draco malfoy x reader #draco malfoy #draco fic #draco x reader #draco fanfiction #hp fandom #draco lucius malfoy #draco malfoy fluff

[eddies-puppet]

My Queen

I’m laid up with horrible cramps today so just a little blurb/ daydream about Eddie looking after his girlfriend in the same situation 🥰

Warnings: menstrual cramps, fluff.

~ 800 words

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“Y/N, I’m heading off now, do you need anything?” I heard my mom yell from the bottom of the stairs.

“No thanks, I’m good,” I called back, my voice hoarse in my throat.

“Ok, see you tonight,” she yelled again before I heard the front door slam shut behind her and her car start up. I lay there for a few seconds, just listening to the engine tick over. There was a loud squeak coming from the engine that mom had nagged me about a million times, but turning the music up louder so I couldn’t hear it was easier than constantly nagging my boyfriend, who’d promised to look at it.

Eventually I heard my mom pull off the driveway, and the squeak faded to silence as she made her way down the block. The clock read 8am, I should have been starting class now. Instead, I snuggled down into my pillow, pulling the covers tight around me, a hot water bottle pressed to my stomach as I closed my eyes, hoping that sleep would at least let me ignore the pain for a few hours.

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I woke with a start as my bedroom window flew open, a string of curses falling from my boyfriend’s mouth as he fell head first onto my carpet.

“Jesus Christ, Eddie! Are you trying to give me a heart attack?!” He jumped up from the ground, pushing his long curls back from his face.

“Sorry sweetheart,” he smiled. “I was worried, you weren’t at school so I thought I should check on you.” As I glanced at the clock, Eddie made his way to my side, sitting gently on the edge of my bed. “You ok?” He asked softly, placing his warm hand against my cheek.

“I’m fine, it’s just cramps,” I smiled tiredly. “Eds, you should still be in class.”

“You think I’m gonna sit through O’Donnell’s class when my queen is sick? What do you take me for, Y/N?” He ranted dramatically, clutching his hand to his chest in mock offense, causing me to giggle softly.

“Ok, there’s no need to be such a drama queen,” I laughed.

Suddenly a sharp pain ripped through my stomach, like a thousand tiny snakes coiling around my insides. I pulled my knees to my chest, rolling my face in to my soft pillow as a groan rumbled in my throat.

“Oh love,” Eddie soothed, rubbing my thigh softly until the pain subsided and my body relaxed. “What can I do to help?”

“Not a lot,” I shrugged. “One of those famous Munson hugs would be really nice though,” I whispered, smiling as his face lit up.

“That I can do, my love,” he grinned as he shrugged off his denim vest and leather jacket. “Scoot over.” I shuffled backwards, giving him room to climb under the covers with me, and as soon as he was tucked up beside me, I snuggled into his warm chest, the sound of his heart beating and the smell of his apple shampoo filling my senses. The feeling of his strong hands pulling me in tight against him, rubbing my back, was heavenly.

“How was Hellfire last night?” I asked him, drawing a loud laugh from him.

“The Dungeon Master went undefeated as I’d expected,” he told me smugly.

“You know, you really should ease up on them, let them have half a chance for once.”

“Huh,” he scoffed. “Absolutely not. I’m doing those little sheep a favour sweetheart, building their resilience.” I giggled, shaking my head. Only Eddie could enjoy the win so much while pretending it was for someone else’s benefit. “You doing ok my love? Comfortable?” He asked softly, his hands running lazily against my lower back. I hummed contentedly.

“Always better when you’re here Eds,” I said, moving my head to look up at him. He smiled back down at me, his deep brown eyes twinkling in the late morning sun shining in through my window. “Thank you for coming to check on me. You don’t have to stay here all day though, I doubt I’m much company.”

“Hey,” he said, one hand moving to place a gentle finger against my lips. “There is literally nowhere else I’d rather be. Wanna take care of my girl,” he grinned, lowering his face to mine, the tip of his nose brushing softly against mine before he kissed me, his lips soft, warm against mine, the heady combination of cigarettes and minty gum so Eddie, so comforting. “I love you baby,” he whispered as he snuggled his head back into my pillow.

“I love you too,” I smiled as I closed my eyes, burying my face back in his chest, the sound of his steady heartbeat slowly lulling me into a gentle sleep.

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