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wrathfulmercy · 2 months

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Similarities I found in towl about the way I write Rick part 1

Obviously these are all just my opinions and interpretations but I wanted to share them since I write Rick since 2019 now and had all these things in my head before the series even released. Beware! Spoilers for episode 1 underneath the cut! And tw: heavy topics and long text

- Rick mentions his father was a farmer (what I didn’t expect cause I always imagined him being a sheriff or something too) and that he got disappointed by him as he bluntly lied into Rick’s face. He did it to protect the family in his point of view, but Rick was shocked and hurt by the dishonesty. I always imagined Rick’s father as someone who drastically damaged his general trust and “helped” develop Rick’s trust issues and lack of self esteem cause when he couldn’t trust his father, he wonders if he himself is someone to trust or who will sooner or later be like his father and lets people down. (To be fair I imagined his father as a strict asshole xD but that’s just overdramatizing it for writing purposes and cause it fits to my rick)

- At the beginning of the episode Rick tries to kill himself or at least has suicidal thoughts he doesn’t go through with. I always imagined Rick as someone who struggles or struggled with some kind of self harm (simply because I feel so similar to him that it would fit) and that for him it was more or less a blessing as the world fell to change his auto aggression into external aggression he could let out on the walkers or someone else. Many of you know I studied psychology and know a lot about it from myself as well and in the past self harm was often mistaken with suicide attempts in treatment. It’s not the same! People who self harm often don’t want to die, they self harm because they want to keep themselves under control so they don’t kill themselves. Self harm and suicidal tendencies are not the same! Some people self harm to feel alive again, to feel themselves again (that’s why mindfulness in therapy is such a big topic), to control their overwhelming feelings or to feel the pain in a physical way instead of the emotional way (cause you can somehow control physical pain by treating it - a wound for example that’s why many people who self harm take extra good self care of it - but you can’t control emotional pain. I describe Rick often as a control freak and even if I think that in this scene his suicidal tendencies were indeed real, it showed definitely a part of him I always expected while others often told me like “what Rick? Never would he think about suicide or self harm”. Oh yes he does. He likes the pain and thrives from it cause it makes him feel alive. Thats why he goes absolutely savage without a second thought cause he can let it out there and fight like a monster and it doesn’t even bother him cause he only feels alive then. You can even see how his look changes and he comes back to life after he cut himself and realizes what he was doing. Great acting as well! Cause often you end a dissociative moment where you could easily unalive yourself by inflicting pain so you come back to reality then and often you can’t even remember how you got there. Thats why people who blame others for suicide cause “it’s selfish” are absolutely in the wrong too cause no one in the right mind would do it if they would be able to think that far in that moment. You’re not cause you’re in an absolute exceptional circumstance where your brain chemicals are not working anymore. Pain or the caused adrenaline after it can help bringing it back. Sorry for the Ted talk.

- he writes (love) letters to Michonne and I always imagined him as a reader and writer who likes poetry and wouldn’t only write beautiful letters but also nice poems for the ones he loves. He’s a romantic and I’m glad they showed that. (And yes again I feel so connected to him that since I write, I thought he has to write too haha)

- He admits to Michonne in the dream sequence that he’s late and I always imagined him as an over sleeper due to his insomnia and someone who sometimes is a bit tardy. Even if he tries desperately to be a morning person to get things done, he needs a lot of strong coffee and some time to pass before he functions and talks properly (and yes he loves staying in bed all day). He’s still super reliable and will always be there when you need him, but it might happen he is a bit late 🤣 and the insomnia and nightmares from his ptsd? Also well represented.

- In my head he always was a sweet tooth and a junk food lover and surprise: we got the pizza quote and how much he loves that xD

Bonus:

Also do I have to mention how I imagined the crm working with the ranks and everything years ago with my partners already? Also the A and B thing? My first verse for my OC Alex was the crm and I created her when I first wrote Rick in that world, imagining a character like her fitting there perfectly and teaming up with him. How funny that Thorne exactly fits that badass female character and how she is played by the love interest actress of the face I used for Alex. 🤣 damn I was so close with getting her actress right as well.

#hey welcome to my Ted talk about Rick which could easily be a book #tw self harm #headcanon #tw suicide #spoilers #this is obviously just my interpretation don’t come at me!#but in the past I always hold these headcanons back cause I was scared people come at me for it #but now I always love to read them from others so I thought I might share mine #also if my writing partners find other similarities please let me know I love when we find these together #man this is way too long and nearly embarrassing #that’s why I never do this xD #sorry to everyone reading it 🤣🤣🤣#tell me to never do it again and I won’t otherwise you get that every week now

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blue-rick24 · 6 months

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(This is more of a vent than an actual critique or anything lol)

But I feel very sad and I think it may be because being back in the fandom really makes those moments where some aspect(s) of these episodes where smth doesn’t hit hard enough/smth isn’t executed well hit a lot harder because we get mixed or negative opinions on it. And I’m open to the more critical opinions of course, Like I even try to reblog a range of everybody’s thoughts on these episodes every week.

But, after the stinker that was the cishetification of Unity last week, plus Wong being a bit of a turd to Rick, …I’m kind of wishing I could just feel that huge wave of excitement I had going strongly on the other weeks. I’m the kind of person who overthinks emotionally a lot so it can feel like sometimes that I’m debating on whether or not I even should or/ deserve to feel happy over an episode when I know there were some unfavorable things about it.

#Where did my excitement go?#It probably also has to do with other external factors in my life right now but oof it feels really bad #(It meaning my depressed feeling in this moment)#I don’t want to take this show for granted… or for granite lol #I know there’s a lot that goes into making an episode so not every episode can feel as ‘perfect’ to me #But earlier in this season I was seeing past the flaws. Until s7e3 made me so angry I couldn’t ignore it any #*anymore #But now I just end up feeling like a jaded mess about the whole thing xD #I want my positivity back lol.#vent #emotional #my post #txt #ooc #I’m also sick and crazy right now lolol #rick and morty season 7 #The constant barage of dudebros and even sometimes ‘normal people’ lol who say the show has fallen off is .. kind of getting to me as well.#I know I will always just love this show and I definitely can’t hate it. But it can discourage me when everyone #starts to go (or at least I’m used to everyone starting to go) ‘huuur duhhhh this season sucks beellgh’#that’s amorte #rick and morty season 7 spoilers #rick and morty #air force wong #rick and morty thoughts

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peapod20001 · 1 year

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I’m sure the ways I go about creating would distress some people (not in a horrible way but someone would definitely look at how I do things like “wtf. Why”)

#random post #like the fact I write down NOTHING #literally NOTING is written down #if I DO write something down. it’s on my tumblr and everyone can see it #but other than that. I don’t take notes or write on paper to keep track of things #which. definitely causes difficulties sometimes LOL but like. I just keep everything in my head since the dawn of time and it’s been #decently ok XD of and the order in which I fill out a sketch page gets ppl going like 👀 why #cus I start top left then go bottom left. top then bottom right. which icks or confuses some people but it works for me so whatever #and when I draw I pretty much completely draw out the face before everything else #so if I can’t get anything else to look right I’ll just have a really nice face or maybe a bust 😭#lolol I really wish to be able to draw with my friends #y’all can laugh at how I go about things #I’m very. idk the word but I’m very not normal and have a funny expressive way of going about things #sometimes I talk to my drawing like it can hear me 😭’why are you like this wtf are you doing you dumb butt stupid face I love you’#making faces at my drawing like it understands. I don’t *always* do that tho #sometimes I’m just completely immersed and zoned tf out for hours and then I come back to an entire mini comic thing #sorry for novelizing the tags again kshshdhssb <3 I’m just having bed time thoughts as per usual

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commander-rahrah · 6 months

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Here's my idea that I would love to hear your opinion! Just to let you know this is quite self-indulgent XD What if GN!Reader knew that he was trying to use them from the start? They knew because they're quite familiar with people only talking to them because it's either because they can do something for them or they have something they need! They would still help him since they believe it's something he shouldn't need to go so far to have it. What do you think of it? I'm curious :3

UMMM YESSSS ANON YES! This is definitely something I have considered as well!! Tav isn't a naïve little target like Astarion is used too!

I imagine that Tav/Reader would probably admit to knowing about his plan not long after his own confession scene from Moonrise Towers in Act II. I think it would go something like this ♡♡

P.S.: I absolutely LOVED doing this, and my inbox is literally always open for stuff like this friends! :) It may just take me a hot second to reply!

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“I still can’t wrap my head around this,” Astarion’s voice was a hushed whisper in your ear, the two of you laying next to each other in his tent. You were close, but not touching — you were affording him space, allowing him to make the first move to initiate any kind of touch.

The intimate setting of laying across from each other in his tent was more than you had even expected. The candle stumps sat carefully around you basked everything in a gorgeous, orange glow.

“What do you mean?” You asked gently, your eyebrows furrowed.

“I’d imagine confessing to you in more ways than one… and never once did I imagine it would end like this.” He motioned to the two of you, running a finger tip across your knuckles before withdrawing. His voice was thick with emotion.

A soft chuckle escaped you, “What you thought I’d stake you?”

“Well… yes!” He said exasperatedly, before letting out a breathy laugh himself. Then he shook his head, turning serious, “I was manipulating you. Plotting against my master, with you as my shield.”

Your mouth twitched as you admitted, “I knew.”

“No, I don’t think you understand—“

You interrupted him, your face earnest, “No, Astarion. I do. I knew.”

Realization set deep in his features, his mouth hanging open just enough you could see his fangs, “How long had you known?”

You gave him a half smile, “Since the night you invited me to the woods.”

Your first night together.

“I— that was ages ago!" He sat up abruptly, his red eyes wide, "Why didn’t you say anything? Or better yet— gut me?!"

You sat up slowly, resting on your knees. “People have been using me for my entire life, Astarion. I know what they see when they meet me — a pretty face and nice clothes. Someone who is too friendly, too eager. People have been knocking on my door to ask for gold or sex or an invitation, anything they can get from me… as long as I can remember. Long before I met you."

Astarion was well aware of the mask you could so easily slip on when interacting with others. He hated it when you wore it. But now he understood you had been donning it to protect yourself, as much as he it did for himself too. But he still wanted to stalk and haunt every person who ever made you feel like you were a thing to be used, a means to some end.

Including himself.

Your voice snapped him back to the present, your voice hesitant, "But I had seen through your flirtations for a while now. It’s a force of habit for you, isn’t it?"

His throat bobbed as he swallowed, "Yes, it is."

Your expression crumbled, "I may have realized you were using me, but I didn’t realize how sex made you feel. I’m sorry I didn’t realize, I shouldn’t have indulged in that way."

The vampire waved off your apology, but curiosity got the best of him. "Why did you ‘indulge’? If you knew I was using you… if you knew that I'm... this."

You took a deep breath, before looking him in the eye. “Because I also recognized that what you were doing was a routine, a defense mechanism that you had been doing for longer than I’ve been alive. Because you were manipulated and used for your whole life too, weren’t you?"

Tears formed in the bottom of his eyes as he listened to you, but he willed them to stay back. His red eyes blinked furiously as he listened to you, his fingers intertwining together on his lap.

He wished you would hold them.

"You aren’t like your master, Astarion. And you aren’t what he made you to be either. You are a survivor. And when you were thrown off that nautiloid ship and found yourself in this merry party of misfits, you did just that — survive.

So… I let myself play mouse and get stuck in your trap. Just as I turned a blind eye to Wyll's sending stone. Or didn't ask Gale to explain what in the heavens he was doing with the amulet we had found. Because I trusted you, even back then. Cared for you far more then I should admit. But I knew you needed time."

His bottom lip trembled as you continued your own confession. He let his tears slip free as he saw your own break free. They stuck to your lashes and dripped down your flushed, freckled cheeks. Gods, even crying you were beautiful.

"But I regret that I laid with you — if I had known it caused you such pain I wouldn’t have done that. I knew that sex was apart of your repertoire, but I didn’t realize the anguish it caused you." Your face was pained as you admitted that, he could feel the self-loathing radiating off of you.

“It wasn’t all bad — those times with you were some of the most unexpected moments of bliss I’ve had in centuries." Astarion confessed as he grabbed your fingers and held them tightly. "But it still feels tainted, marred from my past with Cazador..."

“I know." You squeezed his fingers back, another silent understanding. "And we do not need to do such things until you are ready, Astarion. I mean it.”

He nodded, keeping his head down as he stared at the blankets you both sat on — willing himself to get his emotions under control.

You tucked your head to look up at his tilted face, "May I?" You asked softly, your hand hovering between you.

He swallowed as he nodded. You reached out slowly with your hand, before your thumb gently swept under his eyes and down the sides of his face, wiping away the tears that lingered on his pale skin. A sigh of contentment left him at your soft, simple touch. No one had ever touched him like that before.

He caught your hand as you went to withdraw it, your hands intertwined with his between you as you kneeled in front of each other.

Astarion was afraid to ask the next question on the tip of his tongue. But curiosity got the best of him. “So if you knew about my plan this whole time… when did you realize you— you’d fallen for me?”

Your entire face brightened as he asked, your eyes shining as you spoke, “Oh, from the moment you held a knife to my throat and barred your teeth.”

His heart soared, climbing up his throat as he almost choked from the happiness spreading through him.

“You masochist.” He laughed, grabbing onto the sides of your face.

“A romantic fool," You murmured as he placed his lips softly onto yours.

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If you enjoyed this, please feel free to check out more of my Astarion x GN!Reader on my masterlist!

#bg3 astarion #astarion ancunin #astarion #astarion fanfic #bg3 fanfic #astarion/gn!reader #astarion x gn reader #astarion x reader #astarion/reader #astarion x tav #astarion/tav #commander-rahrah answers

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pupkashi · 6 months

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Ooh ooh I saw someone's doing a Halloween event and that got me super excited so I thought, why not request a drabble for your (and mine, and everyone else's xD) fav boy gojo? The prompt "what do you mean you've never gone trick-or-treating?!" SCREAMS him😭😭

a/n: yes omg !! i was hoping someone would pick this for him hehe i hope you enjoy !!!

warnings: allusions to gojo wanting kids / starting a family , that’s it :3

“did you ever take megumi or tsumiki trick-or-treating?” you ask, setting the full sized candy bars neatly on a tray, handing it off to satoru with a smile. he had insisted on handing out full sized bars, claiming fun sized candy was an insult considering how much was in his account.

“uh yeah i think once or twice, megumi hated it but tsumiki loved it enough for him to dress up and go,” he smiled, fondly recalling the princess costume and fairy costume she wore, megumi with a black cat costume and a pirate costume. “plus i wanted to live vicariously through them and see what it was like to to trick-or-treat.”

the words were so nonchalantly said you almost missed them completely, stopping any movement and staring at him wide eyed.

“what?” you ask, your lover staring back at you with a small smile, shrugging his shoulders.

“I’ve never been,” he mumbles, walking with the tray in his arms, placing it on the table near the front door.

“what do you mean you’ve never been trick-or-treating?!” the disbelief in your voice coupled with your gon smacked face has a grin creeping into his face, dimples making a guest appearance.

“i just never did, the elders were always so uptight, no matter how many times i threatened them with blue,” he snickered, watching as you rolled your eyes at him.

“you were a terrible little brat,” you giggle, he can’t help but shrug his shoulders, playful smile on his face as he replies.

“ours won’t be half as bad though, they’ll have you,” the implications have your heart fluttering and stomach doing summersaults.

“yeah, whatever,” you scoff, clearing your throat and standing up a bit straighter, “i bet you would’ve loved going door to door, you’d probably take all the candy from people who left bowls out.”

satoru can’t help but pout at your accusations, “i would not! I had morals you know, i wasn’t that bad,” he stares at you for a second in silence before his shoulder slump a bit, “okay yeah i probably would’ve taken the bowl too if it was nice.”

the cool autumn breeze hits the two of you as you step onto the front porch, smiling as widely the first group of kids bound into your porch.

“trick or treat!” they shout in unison, an array of costumes and eager smiles staring back at the two of you.

“oh wow, you guys have amazing costumes!” you smile, satoru handing out the candy to the kids, placing them into their jack-o-lantern buckets.

“what are you supposed to be buddy?” he grins, staring at the much shorter little girl near the back.

“I’m a fairy!” she giggles, turning around and pointing at the wings on her back.

“oh my gosh, sweetheart she’s a real fairy!” he coos, slipping an extra chocolate bar into her basket before any of the other kids could notice.

“thank you!” they say, an excited whisper coming over the small group as they stare at the full sized candy in awe.

satoru watches all of them slip their tiny hands into their mom or dad’s hands, glowing grins on each of their faces as they walk alongside their parents.

“it’s rude to stare y’know” you smile, nudging him slightly. he can’t help the burning tips of his ears and pink dust on his cheeks as he sits back, leaning into you a bit.

“just admiring the costumes is all,” you don’t push him any further, letting a small smile creep on your lips when he lights up at the sight of another group of kids heading your way.

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ctitan98official · 3 months

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Sub!Alcina gets pregnant by Y/N

18+ Minors DNI

CW/TW Reader is gender neutral but has a penis in this one. I don't really care if this pisses you off, TERFs. For some reason this one in particular has triggered y'all XD

Anyway, for the rest of you awesome peeps, this was a request from ao3 and I had to write it T^T Sub!Alcina is my favorite. Y/N is also a hard dom. Let’s get into it!

Alcina in everyday life is a force to be reckoned with. You don’t live up to her standards? Well, everyone’s replaceable, right?

She likes things done a certain way and she always gets what she wants.

But, little do people realize that Alcina has a very different personality in the bedroom. During intimacy with Y/N, she likes to be taken care of for once and told what to do. It’s the only place she feels comfortable expressing herself in this way and she absolutely cherishes it. Y/N has satisfied this deep need for her to be and feel useful. It’s all she’s ever wanted, really.

One day, Alcina feels… Weird. She’s unusually warm. All over. It’s mid-autumn, so the weather is not to blame. But, she’s wired. Like her body is tingling and itching for something.

Later on, Alcina realizes what she’s been craving pretty much all day. She is sat at her vanity when she bites her lip and fantasizes for a moment. She lets out a breathy gasp as she imagines Y/N taking her completely. She hasn’t ever told Y/N… But one of the most deliciously sinful things she has ever wanted them to do is… Breed her. She was always meant to be a mother and the idea of creating a little one with Y/N was an intoxicating thought. She wants Y/N to fill her up with their love. She wants to feel her body swell with life and know that it’s Y/N who put a baby in her. It’s as much a sensual desire as it is an emotional one.

Y/N has been out most of the day, and Alcina feels an unusually strong urge to be with them. It’s like a biological pull that is driving her crazy with lust. She knows that Y/N will make all of her pent up sexual frustration melt away in an instant once they start touching her.

Alcina tightly rubs her thighs together in an effort to quell her arousal, but she lets out a dissatisfied whine. She is truly hot and bothered and there is only one solution. She can’t wait for Y/N to get home.

Alcina plans to surprise Y/N and slips into some skimpy black lace lingerie. She is nothing if not a performer.

Y/N finally enters Alcina’s bedroom and they freeze at what they see.

Alcina is lying on her side in the bed. Her scantily clad outfit barely covers the most intriguing parts of her body. Her soft breasts and voluptuous thighs are on full display. The innocent doe-eyed gaze she’s directing towards Y/N is lighting them up. They know this look. Alcina is feeling very needy and it makes their feral side burn with pleasure.

“Draga… I need you. All of you.” She pants.

Normally, Alcina prefers oral, but she pointedly looks at the slowly growing bulge in Y/N’s pants as she says this. She’s indicating exactly what she needs. Wow, this is turning out to be a pretty great day.

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Y/N wordlessly sheds their clothes and gets onto the bed.

Alcina tries to move over to make room for them, but Y/N roughly pushes her down by the shoulders. “Did I say you could move, you dirty hussy?” They say and begin effortlessly ripping Alcina’s lingerie off to get clear access to her body.

The soft gasp and mewl that Alcina elicits lets Y/N know that she is swimming with desire.

Y/N leans down and presses harsh kisses up and down her neck, every so often nipping at her soft flesh.

Each time Y/N’s lips touch her skin, Alcina feels fireworks shoot off. How are they able to make her feel so alive? She closes her eyes blissfully, but Y/N suddenly slaps her across the face and grabs her by the back of the head to look at them.

“You’re gonna keep your eyes on me the whole time. Understand, toy?” They tell her.

Alcina is in heaven. The sting from Y/N’s hand hitting her face leaves a tingly sensation that makes a burst of pleasure shoot down into her sex. She is so wet… So, so wet. Her arousal began to pool below her and Y/N slowly kisses their way down to her pussy. Her neatly shaved lower lips are puffy with want. Once Y/N pokes and prods at them with their tongue, Alcina shrieks with unexpected pleasure.

Y/N grins deviously. “I’m gonna allow that outburst because I’m the one who caused it. But next time, I won’t be as forgiving, toy.” They tell her and clap their hands onto her luscious hips, gripping them hard.

Alcina eagerly nods her head, wanting to please Y/N.

Y/N resumes their exploration of Alcina’s dripping pussy and latches onto her already hardening clit.

Alcina grips the bedsheets as Y/N teases her bud mercilessly.

Gentle bites on Alcina’s clit and rougher swipes with their tongue, provide Y/N the outcome they’re looking for.

Alcina pants helplessly and can’t help but to grab onto Y/N’s head with her hands.

Y/N plunges their tongue deep in Alcina’s love canal and begins thrusting with the appendage.

Alcina knows she’s close and so does Y/N. They can feel her walls tightening up. They add two fingers and drag them in and out of Alcina’s heated core while they focus their mouth on her clit.

Alcina wails as she hits her first climax and her orgasm makes everything feel warm and hazy.

Y/N laps up her love juices. They take the two fingers that were just inside of Alcina and hold them to her mouth. “Suck.” They command and tightly grab onto her shoulder with their other hand, holding her in place.

Alcina moans and opens her mouth. She greedily sucks Y/N’s fingers and makes sure to look them in the eyes when she does. All she wants is to serve them.

“Yeah, you taste that? Remember that I was the one who caused it. I made that happen.” Y/N tells her in a raspy whisper.

Alcina nods and Y/N finally pops their fingers out of her mouth. “You’re nice and lubed up now, huh? All prepped and waiting for my cock? You’re such a nasty slut.” They tease.

Alcina feels her arousal begin to burn again. This was what she had been waiting for.

Y/N pushes Alcina’s legs open and eyes their prize. Alcina’s glistening sex is just begging for them to fill it up. With no warning, Y/N dips their fingers into Alcina’s core and coats them in her arousal.

Alcina lets out a surprised squeal, but Y/N immediately snaps at her. “You keep that disgusting whore mouth shut until I say so!” They order.

Alcina is coming undone just from Y/N’s words alone.

Y/N takes their now lubed fingers and rubs them all over their hardened shaft. They growl as they smell Alcina on them. They need to just take her right now.

Y/N lines up their cock with Alcina’s entrance and begins pounding away.

Alcina desperately tries to meet Y/N’s rhythm with her hips, but they seem to be too fast even for her.

Y/N grunts and slows down as they remember something. “Shit, I need a condom.” They murmur and try to remove themself from Alcina to go get one.

Alcina quickly wraps her legs around Y/N’s back and holds them there. “Wait! Wait, I… Don’t want you to use one.” She begs.

Y/N’s eyebrows shoot up. “What?” They question.

“Please, please… Fill me with your seed, Y/N. Fill up my womb. Put a baby in me, Y/N… Please…” Alcina whines as she looks into their eyes.

Y/N is speechless. They splutter for a moment in surprise, breaking character. “Um… Really?” They ask.

Alcina nods and keens as she anticipates what’s coming next. “Yes…” She hisses in pleasure. “Make me your bitch, Y/N. Knock me up. I need you to fuck me and get me pregnant. I want to be a mother again, Y/N. Please…” She whispers.

At Alcina’s words, Y/N’s dick begins to throb. This was so hot. “Okay, let’s do it.” They say, a new determination blazing in their eyes.

Alcina smiles breathlessly and lays her head back.

Y/N continues thrusting into Alcina and brings their hands up to rub her nipples with their thumbs. “You’re boobs are going to get so huge. Changing because of something I did. Your body is mine.” They snarl in desire.

“Yes, yes, yes…” Alcina chants softly. This is what she’s been waiting for all day.

“Everyone’s gonna know that I claimed you when you’re carrying my baby. They’re gonna be jealous because you belong to me and me alone.” Y/N grunts out. They feel a wave of hot pleasure building in their lower stomach. They were about to blow the fattest load and it was all going into Alcina.

Alcina was getting so close to orgasming from Y/N’s words and ministrations. She loved when they talked dirty like this.

Y/N thrusts a few more times before they let out a harsh roar as they spill their seed deep into Alcina’s fertile womb.

Alcina feels Y/N’s cock pressed up against her cervix and the force of their orgasm makes her climax soon after.

Y/N feels pure pleasure as their balls empty their virile, hot cum into Alcina’s awaiting pussy. Their seed paints Alcina’s womb white and they wonder if this would be the time that their baby was conceived.

Alcina’s eyes well up with happy tears. She was going to be a Mama again. She is thrilled Y/N reacted positively to her deepest wish. Alcina was positive that Y/N had just gotten her pregnant, but of course, she wouldn’t know for sure until she went to see Mother Miranda.

After a while, Y/N finally finishes pumping into Alcina. They try to pull out, but Alcina once again wraps her legs around Y/N.

“No, no, no…” Alcina whines through her aftershocks. “Stay inside me. Just a little longer?” She begs.

Y/N grins. “Okay, babe. Whatever you want.” They tell her.

Alcina closes her eyes and brings a hand to rest on her stomach. There would be a little one growing in there soon. She couldn’t wait to see how her body changed during pregnancy. She wanted everyone to know she was Y/N’s and what better way to prove it than by getting knocked up with their baby?

Later on, as the two cuddle in bed, Alcina is still reeling from the amazing sex that she and Y/N had earlier… However, she feels a familiar hunger coming over her again. “Y/N?” She asks softly, as Y/N rests their head on her chest.

“Yeah?” They ask, snuggling into her more.

“Do you think we should… Try again?” She suggests. “J-just to be sure it takes! You know, for the baby?” She clarifies, very flustered.

Y/N takes their head off of Alcina and just grins up at her. “You don’t even need to ask, Alcina.” They say and begin kissing her once again.

Note: That was dirty, nasty, disgusting… Did you like it? Let me know! ;)

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#alcina dimitrescu #lady dimitrescu #re8 #re8 village #re8 lady dimitrescu #alcina dimitriscu x reader #lady dimitrescu x reader #alcina dimitrescu x y/n #alcina dimitrescu x reader #resident evil village #resident evil 8 #resident evil #resident evil imagines #lady dimitrescu x y/n #sub!alcina #dom!reader #top!reader #re8 shitpost

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unluckiestmember · 1 year

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Arcane x innocent reader? Like someone who is a literal angel?

Of course! Coming up!

Arcane X Innocent! Reader

Characters: Jinx, Vi, Viktor, Caitlyn Kiramman, Vander, Silco, Ekko, Sevika, Jayce Talis and Mel Medarda.

Tags: Fluff, established relationship, Jayce being Jayce, Jinx being Jinx, overprotectiveness, innocence and reputations trying to be kept.

Warning: None. SFW.

A/N: I adore innocent readers and OCs! I feel they have a way of bringing out the true nature of characters, especially with this kind of cast! Also sorry to everyone for taking so long, I unfortunately have a chaotic and no good life. XD

Jinx

“Hey, toots! How has ya day been? Did you miss me?! Of course you did! Come here, you cute little bunny!”

You are Jinx’s little bunny! She loves how innocent you are for someone who hangs out with her, and in a way, you keep her grounded. You are the sunshine in this dark unforgiving world. Usually she loves destroying things and making others lives harder to live.

But when it comes to you? She is extra careful. She never lets you go on missions or patrol unless she’s with you. You’re in her hideout? She’s doing safety precautions by forcing you to wear a welding mask or staying six feet away from her projects. And unless they are little trinkets and presents for you, you can’t exactly touch them unless she assists you with them. You are a porcelain doll in her eyes. She doesn’t want you to break or become corrupted at all. She’s you’re protector and your lover and she won’t let you forget that.

Violet "Vi"

“Do you know how cute you are? You’re adorable… Hey, don’t hide that face from me, I mean it. You’re adorable.”

Vi is known to be a hardass sometimes to people, but around you? She lets her true colors come out. She’s super affectionate physically and verbally, telling you how much she loves you and cherishes you. If anyone was to hurt you, she’s not just breaking their nose, she’s breaking their entire body. You are so precious. Maybe too precious to her.

She always rushes from work back home just to cuddle with you and ask how your day was. And don’t get her started on your bashful nature, she adores it so much since you only get that way around her. Does she wish you could stand up for yourself? Sometimes. But for the most part, she’s okay with it, especially since she can protect the both of you. To everyone else, she’s a wild card with muscle and snark. But to you and only you, she’s perfect.

Viktor

“Rodnaya. Did you fix my calculations?... Please, don’t fret- I’m not angry. I’m just wondering… What did I do to deserve you?”

Viktor thinks you are make believe. There is no way someone as sweet as you should exist. How can you be so in love with someone like him? He believes he can never give you what you want or need, but whenever you assure him he can, his spirits are lifted and his confidence gets a significant boost.

Whenever you are around, you make Viktor feel he can make all the progress in the world no matter what anyone says. You make him feel a little more comfortable in his skin, which is nice. But even better is the fact that because of you, he tries his best to exercise self love. This can come in the form of taking a few breaks from his project and treating himself whenever he makes a huge accomplishment. Viktor cherishes you so much and he hopes you know that no matter how nose deep he can be in work.

Caitlyn Kiramman

“Good afternoon, my darling. I didn’t keep you waiting, did I? Let me make it up to you… You’re too sweet, but I insist.”

Because of how innocent you are, Caitlyn sometimes compares you to an angel. She finds you to be a bit pure and needs to be protected. Though unlike Vi, her protective nature is more tamed. She’ll prefer protecting you with her words, choosing to ask questions regarding your well being. But if you are in physical danger, she has no problem jumping to your aid with her gun in hand to scare those who hurt you away.

You mean a lot to her and she’ll show you by inviting you to places or showing you the many gardens in Piltover. Of course, she’s not without having more personal evenings together at home, cuddled together and enjoying each other’s company. All in all, she loves you and she’s not afraid to tell or show you that.

Silco

“This life. One of hardship and poverty, is not one that you deserve. I promise, I’ll grant Zaun its independence. For all of us. For you.”

If Silco is the king of Zaun, you are his king/queen. It’ll take a while for you to get close to him because of the locks he usually has around his heart. But if you are able to cut them off with time and effort, Silco will treat you as if you are royalty. Expect him to show you off to those around you, whether it be you sitting on his lap or standing by his side.

That being said, do not expect him to shower you in kisses and snuggle up to your body. He has an image to hold, so the last thing he needs to hear from his men is that he’s gotten soft and mushy. Around them and under the eyes of Zaun, you are just his second half. But behind closed doors? You are more like his life. Just make sure you don’t tell anyone.

Ekko

“Damn, the light here really knows how to bring the beauty out of you. Are you sure you’re not an angel in disguise?”

You and Ekko have a pretty chill relationship. You’re his lover and he’s yours for the most part. He’s not overprotective, but he can have moments of being a helicopter boyfriend. You’re going on a mission? Take Scar with you. You want to go into Zaun to get something? Why doesn't he tag along to help? You would bring it up to him that you don’t always need someone with you, but your bashful nature makes it a little hard. So unless another firelight realizes what’s going on, be prepared to not go many places alone.

Outside of the following, Ekko is for the most part considerate of you and what you want. You can always find him asking you what you desire or need from him and even if you try not to answer, he will subtly find ways to get most of the unspeakable answers.

Sevika

“Hey, we can… Cuddle later, okay? Right now, my crew is here and I don’t want to ruin my reputation.”

Compared to Silco, Sevika is more open in her relationship with you. She’ll tell everyone that you are her lover and in her own way be proud of it. That being said, she tries not to show a lot of PDA in hopes of protecting her reputation and mainly yourself. In her mind, if her group or anyone finds out you mean a lot to her, you can become a prime suspect in future kidnappings or blackmail. And she doesn’t want that for herself nor for you.

Outside of work, Sevika makes up for having to be a little distant with you. She’ll take you gambling with her and if you don’t prefer that, you guys can always hang out somewhere else. As long as you are content and safe is what matters. Sevika’s a good girlfriend, very protective. Just don’t expect her to be super verbal with her love, she prefers actions over words. But do be on the look out for a lot of teasing.

Vander

“Sorry, I couldn’t help myself from picking you up, you’re too cute... Screw it, you’re all mine.”

Vander is a big ol’ teddy bear when it comes to loving you. He doesn't care if anyone at the bar comments on your relationship with him because he will waste no time picking you and showing you off like a trophy. He talks about you almost nonstop if he’s not talking about work or affairs occurring in Zaun.

When it comes to his affairs with Piltover, he makes sure you are nowhere near it. In his eyes, you are too precious to get in the middle of anything affiliated with them. Not to mention, he wouldn’t be the same if somehow you got hurt or worse. The kids need you and so does he, because with you in their lives, they feel like a complete family. You hold the hound down on a leash and he loves you for that.

Mel Medarda

“You know what? After I’m done with meetings at work, we’re doing whatever you want. How’s that sound?... Come on now, love. You have to speak up.”

When it comes to Mel, conversation is key. Which is why your relationship can feel like a relationship, but also like a class. She pushes you to speak for yourself in many situations, but doesn’t force it upon you. It’s not that she hates how innocent and bashful you can be, she just doesn’t want that to be used against you or for other’s personal gain. So if she can shape you up to speak for yourself just a tiny bit, that will make her content.

Regardless though, she enjoys your company, especially after stressful days working with the council. In a way, you two kind of act like a married couple, having an unspeakable bond, but a loving one nonetheless.

Jayce Talis

“Yeah, the meeting was great!... Okay, fine, I skipped it- But can you blame me? Why would I want to rehash work when I could be here with you?”

If you were a dog owner, Jayce would be that golden retriever that gives you a run for your money, but makes you feel intense happiness. Every day is always something new with this man because he will give you a run for your money due to how hyper he is when he gets a new idea. Also he’s very loving around you, wanting to spend as much time with you as he can.

Though, he’s no Jinx. He knows that the both of you have lives and duties to fulfill. So he’ll give you space. But not for long. Just be ready to be working or relaxing when Jayce pops up out of nowhere to check up on you. If you forget your lunch, he’s going to deliver it to you. Forgot paperwork? He’s already on it, all you need to do is check for numerous errors. Everyone knows how you feel to date Jayce; It’s a wild ride, but a fun one that’s worth it.

Arcane requests are currently open! :D

Likes and retweets are always appreciated! I love you all, be safe and have a good day! <3

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captain039 · 8 months

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PART 4 Stains of red

Astarion x omega!reader

Warnings: Vampire things, blood, light gore, witch things, fantasy things, swearing, age gap, heats, smut, shameless flirting, virgin reader, indulging in pleasure xD, pining, jealousy, possessiveness, angst, masturbation

We can fix him xD

I feel like I made him a bit dark I don’t know lol, I’m not good a villain loving I want them to be good for their beloved and change. But I also love a good villain who does anything for their beloved ugh.

Previous part <-

You jolted awake covered in sweat, your cheeks hot. Astarion had left at dinner, probably to find his own dinner, you were tired and went to bed early, only to have that dream, gods. It was still night time and you huffed, probably wouldn’t be a few hours till the morning. You didn’t want to go back to sleep, not with your overly heated body. You ran a cool bath and sat in it, gently scrubbing your skin with soap, mind wandering. The butcher had always been a nice man, quiet, but nice. When you needed meat for stews and soups he’d always give you a discount. Now that you think about it when you were interacting with his son you always saw his red cheeks and embarrassed looks. You sagged a bit, maybe you could’ve had the chance at a mate, feel something new. You’ve been alone most of your life apart from Astarion and seeing the villagers when they needed it. Any alpha available seemed to be killed within a week of you even sparing them a glance, it was odd, maybe some sick killer had it out for alphas specifically, they didn’t always have the best image. You wondered how they died suddenly, had it been the same? Slit throat and drained? Surely someone would’ve said something by now, commented on how strange the murders were, how it looked like a vampire. Vampires weren’t unknown to people, just not talked about, devil spawns some called them. You finished your bath and busied yourself with some reading before the sun rose and Pax landed in front of you fluttering his wings anxiously.

“What is it?” You asked and he cawed swooping you and flying out the window. You frowned and stood, putting your sandals on and following the raven through the forest. Blood hit your nose quickly and you frowned and rushed to follow it, Pax landed and you froze seeing a body. You hurried over checking for signs of life, you gasped seeing the Butcher, neck slit and no doubt drunk dry.

“Gods” you whispered quickly heading to the village to alert them.

The butcher had a funeral that night and something didn’t sit right with you, the same as his son? You headed to the hall of the dead and looked for the guardian, Orris.

“Greetings” you heard and looked to your side seeing him there.

“Greetings” you nodded.

“What brings you here witch?” He asked.

“The murders of this town, how were they done?” You asked and he frowned.

“Information as that is secret” he said sternly.

“Slit throat and drunk dry?” You said and he faltered.

“Come with me” he said simply heading desperately into the crypt with you following.

“Here are the alphas who have been killed, slit throat and drunk dry as you said” six body’s lined up under blankets, the stink horrid.

“May I get rid of the stench?” You gagged slightly and he nodded. You gestured with your hands a light glow emitting before the smell disappeared.

“Has there been any sightings of the killer?” You asked going to the first body. You lifted the blanket hesitantly seeing a young farmer that lived just outside the village. You saw him at the markets sometimes.

“No” the guardian said.

“Does this not strike you as a vampire?” You looked to him and he sighed.

“It does, however there are no bite marks” he said.

“Slit the throat he didn’t need a to bite” you whispered going to the next body. They were almost unrecognisable, but this one you knew as the bakers daughter, a sweet woman, but also strong.

“Gods” you mumbled sliding the blanket back over them.

“The family’s didn’t burn their dead?” You asked.

“I asked them not too, just for some time so I could gather information” Orris said.

“I’m due to burn them soon” he added and you nodded.

“It’ll give comfort to the family” you said.

“Has there been any reports of vampires?” You asked and he nodded.

“Someone with white hair, that’s all, those he encounter seem to forget” you froze at the mention of white hair.

“Thank you guardian” you said and he nodded leading you out the crypt.

“If you have any knowledge or think something will help, let me know” he said as you nodded and left.

You headed back your cottage sensing him before you saw him. Astarion lounged outside your door in your seat.

“Ah you’ve returned” he stood up and grinned and you kept a hard face as you approached.

“Grumpily might I add” he scoffed pouting.

“Have you been murdering those alphas?” You said eyes stern and hands on your hips.

“Murdered those-? Gods darling no” he laughed shaking his head and you raised an eyebrow at him.

“I don’t murder people” he scoffed.

“I indulge them” he grinned crossing his arms as you kept studying him, at least he didn’t smell like anyone. You sighed and headed inside your cottage slipping your sandals off and going heat the kettle.

“Darling, why so worried?” He asked following you.

“Because people suspect you” you snapped.

“Suspect me?” He asked.

“For murdering them, for being a vampire!” you babbled tapping your finger annoyed on the counter.

“Vampire yes, murdering no, I always make sure to wipe their memory” he said like that was supposed to make you feel better.

“Astarion this is serious!” You turned to him and he frowned a little stunned.

“Alright” he nodded sitting down.

“If you get found out and wrongly accused, you will be killed and burned!” You said stomach churning at the very thought.

“I can’t have you at the stake and burned like some heathen! You are not a devils spawn! But people don’t know that!-“ you felt your mind coil in the million possible things that could go wrong. You braced a hand on the counter as you felt sick. Astarion quickly stood, steadying you, giving you a worried look. You held his arm with your free hand as the kettle began to whistle. You pushed him away and cursed softly, taking it off the heat and wavinf off the flame with magic. You poured some tea for yourself and ignored Astarions advances to speak. You sat out on the porch, tears threatening your eyes as you sipped your tea. You heard Astarion sigh beside you before he left, probably back to the village for a snack. You scoffed, blinking your tears away furiously before they spilled.

Next part ->

#Astarion x reader #x reader #aob #astarion #vampire

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whyoneartheven · 7 days

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What head canons do you have for the LU boys? (Yes, this is a request for you to ramble about them)

aaaahhh hello! Thanks for asking, but wow, goodness me

this will take some thinking XD

umm

ok a lot of these are pretty generic or just other people’s ideas I kinda adopted but here goes!

also I didn’t expect it when I started but this got long…

for Legend, I really like the idea of him drinking tea and still having an apple orchard. And also having honey bees! (These aren’t mine originally lol) Also I feel like post LU (this ofc may change depending on the ending) he fell into depression a little bit before digging himself out… idk I just feel like that would happen. I like the idea of him being a good singer. (merperson stuff but also maybe having to do with post-LA?) Also I feel like he’s one of those people that’s always cold! So he secretly likes to cuddle :)

with Wild, I feel like… he definitely doesn’t use recipes! This is based off how I am in his game and irl, as I just throw things together and never go back to see how I made things before, but also I feel like it just fits his personality hehe! Also based on my experiences in game (to an extent), I feel like he doesn’t actually care about legitimately looking fashionable… it’s more that he likes wearing things that looks crazy XD

on to Hyrule! Ok this isn’t as much a headcanon as a ship but I really ship him and Aurora; I feel like they’d be absolutely adorable together but he’s really private about it! I like to think Hyrule can sew? And I think he’d love to run around barefoot on fresh grass! And just, be in love with nature in general! maybe he doesn’t have an eye for color; he can’t tell if colors clash or actually match lol

Time! I like the idea of Time and Malon having a running joke that the other is color blind, and the chain eventually picks it up! And then Time keeps mistaking one color for another (on purpose or not? We’ll never know), and every time the others go wild XD (this may or may not be based on a joke my parents have irl hehe) also I feel like Time really likes flowers? Idk why! Finally, if Time was in the modern world he’d be the guy who’d be acting food months to tears past the expiration date…

Four, my beloved! Umm this is kinda a design idea more than anything but I like the idea of him growing his hair out and wearing it in a ponytail post LU! (provided he doesn’t die…) I don’t think of him as having voices in his head or being a system but I still like the idea of him talking to himself sometimes XD! Also this is just something canon I don’t see talked abt a lot but I love he and Twi’s relationship sm! Four totally has RBF and definitely stares at people accidentally when he’s thinking… also I saw a crack fic somewhere where Four was already married to Dot and had children and the chain were shocked; it was hilarious, and while I don’t think he would actually have kids, I think it’d be hilarious if he and his Zelda are already quite far along in their relationship (as I ship them lol)

the man, the myth, the legend, WIND, is next! This man has Opinions. I feel like he’s the kind of person so have opinions on things he’s only heard of two seconds before, like automatically deciding he will like a food or deciding the other way round. (And yeahhhh I’m basing him on my brother lol) I’m definitely not the one to come up with this but Wind is definitely the one with the best (and most opinionated) fashion sense! Maybe older him bonded with young Wars in the War of Eras over this (bc I love the idea of older wind being there), Idk XD! Also he definitely braids Aryll’s hair and is generally very responsible (I mean he’s a big brother he’s gotta be XD); he’s treating LU as a bit of a vacation!

Warriors, wonderful man, is next! I feel like he’s very nostalgic. Like, just in general. He likes to look back on his happy memories! Also (once again not my idea) but I like the idea of Warriors growing up either orphaned or really poor, and living in the less palatable portion of Castle Town. I definitely ship him and his Zelda (ok tbh I ship ALL the Links with their Zeldas lol) but I feel like at the point of LU they’ve talked abt it but Warriors isn’t ready (thanks to Cia and maybe just all the barriers in his mind about being inferior to her or smth) Also, give this man the craziest accent you can find and I am here for it; whoever first came up with that is a genius. Ok yeah you can probably tell but I love Warriors angst XD

Sky!!! My bestieeee!! If Sky was in modern times he’d be one of those people who gets sleepy when they drink coffee, fs! He is de the artistic one, and maybe during LU he discovers a bunch of mediums besides woodworking that he loves (and maybe he makes a bunch of art for Sun, who knows!) This next one is based off @margindoodles2407’s Sky for her loz AU but the idea that his parents died in a house fire and he lived with Gaepora and Zelda until he was older is so cool to me! And bc of this I feel like he’d really hate being around fire (to the point of panic attacks? Maybe, maybe not)

Last but not least is Twilight!! This guy totally talks out loud to animals all the time and it freaks people out (they can never tell if he actually understands them hehe)! Twi definitely has a lot of respect for kids too and talks to them like they’re adults (by using the same vocabulary and tone, not by talking about things that aren’t good for kids to hear XD) and I feel like he would write painfully cheesy love poems? Twi definitely can’t cook but I feel l Ike he also cares the most about food? Idk?

ok, and that’s it!!! Wow, that was a lot…

and I could definitely come up with more lol

#Asks and such #Lu #linked universe #linkeduniverse #lu legend #lu warriors #lu wind #lu wild #lu hyrule #lu time #lu sky #lu twilight #lu four #headcanons #lu headcanons #evie rambles #Wow this was fun and time consuming (which I didn’t mind one bit lol)

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mostrovskaa · 10 days

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Hi! I love your art, your color and shape work is amazing!!

I wanted to ask if you have any Polish media you can recommend to us non-Poles - movies, shows, stuff like that

Hi! Thank you so much for the ask! It is a great pleasure for me to share some Polish media to the people! I just have to preface this and tell especially my fellow Poles that: I am by no means an expert on the subject, I like a lot of bad media, I like a lot of children's media and mainstream media that I love to shape by my own creativity ok and I don't know every single niche thing so please don't come for me. Be nice please or I'll die of embarrassment! With that being said, here are just some of my picks of some cool things I like that I would recommend to check out! (Again I don't know about how available these are around the internet and what would be the subtitle situation but still, i love these pieces of media and think they are interesting to even just read or check out visually if anything!)

- The Akademia Pana Kleksa movies (Akademia Pana Kleksa, Podróże Pana Kleksa and Pan Kleks w Kosmosie) (1984-1988)- These children's fantasy and fable inspired beautiful movies based on a book incorporate beautiful puppetry and set designs, visually they are one of my biggest inspirations. Having both dark,whimsical and sci-fi elements they have been in my visual language since I saw them as a kid! Really really recommend looking into them, even though they may be wacky and strange at times!

And they contain absolutely amazing songs :

youtube

Available to watch without subtitles unfortunately here, but worth to check out the visuals of all the movies in the series: https://www.ninateka.pl/vod/dla-dzieci/akademia-pana-kleksa/

- Poszukiwany, Poszukiwana (Man- woman wanted) (1972) (one of my favorite movies ever!) - a comedy film about a museum curator who gets accused of stealing a painting and goes into hiding as a maid. You would think with polish humor it would be the typical: haha man dressed as a woman, hilarious! type stuff but no! It’s funny, charming, sweet and smart and surprisingly based. Marysia, just one chance please queen.

available to watch with subtitles here (alongside many other great Polish movies): https://35mm.online/vod/fabula/poszukiwany-poszukiwana

- Ranczo (tv show, 10 seasons, I believe it’s available on Netflix) - the epitome of Polish society. This is just pure Poland in tv show format. A timeless classic, never gets old, never stops being funny and relevant. Watched it a million times and could watch a million more and not get bored. An American woman with Polish heritage comes back to her family village and chaos ensues. I think the characters are so well defined you don’t need to know so much deep Polish lore to get what is going on so I really recommend it!

Other stuff you can find on Netflix I recommend are: 1670 - comedy show about 17th century Poland, Rojst (all seasons)- crime show set mainly in the 90’s.

And something that’s a Polish phenomenon that I absolutely love is media based around popular copypasta: a short film Fanatyk based on this timeless classic of a copypasta, and a tv show called Emigracja XD - about polish guys finding work in the UK.

And obviously the shows I make art for are always something I encourage people check out like Czterdziestolatek (amazing old show with a cult following) and Ojciec Mateusz (absolute shitty formulaic 30 season tv show that i love with all my heart).

Thank you again, sorry for the long post! There’s obviously many more cool Polish media to watch but this is just what immediately popped into my head! :-))

#long post #asks #:-)

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the-fluff-piece · 8 months

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Hiya, I’ve only just found your blog and I love your work🥰 would you mind writing a bit of a drama (i’m a drama queen🥲)? I’ve been thinking some misunderstanding like zoro being (unintentionally) popular with girls but one being extremely clingy to the point people, as well as the fem reader, think they are a couple. Female reader gets jealous and sad and Sanji comes to comfort her and Zoro sees that and gets the wrong idea and becomes jealous too. But they somehow find out the truth and blah blah romantic stuff confessions etc. I know it’s ridiculous but I live for the drama🥺 thanks in advance and i will understand if you don’t want to do it but I love ya anyway xx

Hiya dear reader,

Thank you for your kind words! I'm happy that you like my style!

I'm sorry it took so long, but I didn't want to post something unfinished XD I hope you don't mind me setting it before the time skip, I think water seven directly after enies lobby is a great location.

Drama is always good and that's a great setup - LET'S DO IT (got a little longer)

👉 masterlist stories

👉 masterlist headcanon

here's

Zoro has no fucking clue

You defeated CP9 and returned together with Robin to Water 7, where the crew got the chance to heal and relax for a few days.

Together, you really showed it to the world government! Well, mostly the big hitters in the crew. Zoro saved you when it came to fighting, not that you minded it. Whenever you were in danger, you knew that he would show up and defeat whatever marine captain or sea monster was trying to kill you.

When you got the key and released him and Usopp from the cuffs, he flashed you a heartmeltingly handsome smile and proceeded to partake in the absolutely ridiulous sword duel that destroyed half the building - and than he fought against thousands of marines.

He really deserved a break. And a thank you. You had been aimlessly wandering through the streets of water 7 to find something for Zoro, a gift to thank him. And maybe show him how much you like him.

Eventually, you decided to get him a Magnum bottle of sake, enough for his big thirst. It was something he absolutely would love.

Pleased with your purchase, you walked back to your temporary shelter in water 7- but your heart almost stopped. You were already so attuned to his appearance, that you could have picked out that green hair in any crowd - Zoro was here. And he seemed to be moving fast. Trouble? That meat head always managed to find a fight, you better help him out.

The gathering crowd slowed you down almost immediately. You squeezed through to see Zoro fighting with some guy, who was no match for the formidable swordsman.

Putting on a real show, Zoro played with the amateur, who poked helplessly at the air as Zoro effortlessly moved around the battlefield. Drinking in the "Oh!" And "Ah!" From the surrounding crowd, a cocky smile spread over his face.

With his two swords crossed, he finally attacked and struck his opponent down with one blow.

The crowd cheered - a very female sounding cheer. You noticed a lot of girls streaming to him. They clung to his arms and praised his strength- what was going on?

A girl shouted: "He got the pantie thief! He's my hero!" In a ridiculously high pitched voice and ran towards a grinning Zoro.

Pantie thief - of course. You rolled your eyes and waited for the crowd to dissipate. And you waited, and waited. One of them seemed glued to Zoro's arm, giggling and throwing her long, blonde locks around.

"Hey Zoro, let's get back to the others" you tried to get him to leave with you.

"Nah. this girl here will thank me with some booze! Just go back without me." He waved you off while the girl promised him all he could drink.

Rolling your eyes even harder, you went back to the crew at the galley-la building and informed them of Zoro's absence.

"Good riddance!" Sanji muttered past his cigarette. "Want an éclair?" He offered, almost in the same breath but with suddenly heart-shaped eyes.

"YES" you shouted, hungry for some kind of comfort after Zoro just trotted off with a blonde haired beauty.

"Stupid mosshead!" You cursed as you angrily shoved the sweet treat into your mouth.

"Yes he is, if he did anything to you I will kick that guy to the moon!" Sanji chimed in.

"No it's okay." You muttered and continued to mope for the rest of the evening.

Hardly able to sleep, you heard Zoro stumble home at dawn, throwing himself into a corner and snoring almost immediately.

You hoped that it was done with that - until the next morning. You heard Sanji shriek in delight as the door opened: "Such a sweet beautiful girl, did you come to see me, my lady?"

You didn't hear the reply clearly, but a high female voice cooed something and you heard a loud thud as Sanji's body hit the floor, an expression of total horror on his face.

The girl from yesterday pranced past you as you knelt down next to the cook.

"It's horrible..." he hoarsely whispered, seemingly near death, "she's bringing the mosshead breakfast. That beautiful lady..." his eyes closed as he sighed the last half-sentence and with it, his will to live (for the moment).

Hot jealousy surged up again. You stomped to the table, where luffy was sleep-eating heaps and Zoro gingerly unpacked a giant sandwich, seemingly made entirely out of meat.

The blonde bimbo had parked her breasts on the table and watched Zoro with a dreamy expression as he wolfed down the sandwich, splattering sauce all over the place.

"Do you like it?" She asked in a melodic voice.

"Yeah, thanks" Zoro answered with a full mouth. He seemed very content. That ass.

She didn't leave afterwards. In fact, she basically moved in immediately, either hanging on Zoro's arm or sitting close to him, watching him with heart shaped eyes and complimenting his every breath.

She eventually informed the somewhat irritated rest of the crew that her name was Silk (while throwing her silky hair around) and that she stayed with Zoro. Since she didn't actually do anything bad and Zoro didn't seem to mind, everyone accepted or ignored it.

"Come on, snookums, it's so crowded here, let's go out" Silk tugged at his arm. "I know a great liquor place!"

"Yeah why not" he lazily followed her as she maneuvered him like a tugboat.

"Snookums?" you stared after them in disbelief.

Nami, meanwhile, died of hysterical laughter.

"Didn't think that a girl could tame him that much. He's totally whipped!" she laughed and slapped your back while you didn't understand the world anymore.

The sake you bought was still in your bag, still untouched. Maybe you should bring it back to the store.

It was evening, Zoro and his girl weren't back yet. You found yourself so irritated that you couldn't sleep, just like Sanji, who sat at the table and poured himself some wine.

As you sat next to him, he silently passed you a glass as well. He somehow managed to get from perfectly coiffed, full of energy and dressed to the nines to unshaven and disheveled in the course of a day.

"I know why I am upset...but what is it with you?" You ask him.

Two bloodshot eyes stared back at you.

"I can't believe Marimo...that filthy brute, with no style and no interest in women has a...a..." The end of his sentence was too much to bear for him, instead he took a nervous gulp of wine.

"And she's so....soo...prettyyyyy" he dragged out the last word like a pre-schooler in a tantrum.

You gently tapped your glass against his: "to us" you whisper.

"To...us?" He half asked and half repeated and he smiled.

One glass turned into two glasses, and like that the bottle was gone. Your only topic: how much Zoro and that girl sucked.

A new bottle was opened, and another. Soon, you didn't find enough things to hate Zoro for anymore, so instead you moved on to different topics. Sanji told you about growing up in the restaurant while you told him a few stories of your own. After the third bottle was emptied, you were both pretty drunk, and you didn't really remember much anymore.

You drifted off to an uneasy sleep, full of Zoro how he made out with the girl named Silk. How they had children and generally shoved their happiness into your face.

"Oi, wake up. Y/n, wake up!" You heard Zoro's angry voice above you as he tapped you with his foot.

"Wha...let me sleep marimo" you answered, swiftly adopting Sanji's language and inflection.

As you opened your eyes, the swordsman's towering frame took up your entire field of vision. With his crossed arms and grumpy expression, he looked intimidating as hell.

You stretched and realized that you had slept on the floor, leaning against Sanji, amidst a lot of pillows. Sanji must have brought them during the night to make you more comfortable. Now that's a man!

When you moved, Sanji's head fell into your lap, still sleeping, and he immediately began purring like a kitten. Zoro grabbed him by the collar and shook him awake.

"What the fuck YOU think you're doing?" He bellowed at his sleepy crewmate.

"Go and have your nosebleed somewhere else, you pervy cook!" He said as he threw Sanji down again -hopefully immediately regretting it because Sanji answered with a fiery kick.

Not even 5 minutes awake and already near a fight, you decided to crawl away to safety and make some tea.

As you set down with steaming cup in hand, you spotted the blonde girl coming towards you, wearing the same clothes as yesterday. Demonstrably, she sighed and commented "what a short night" showcasing her disheveled hair with a pout.

"Uh-hu" was all you could manage.

"You are his crewmate, are you not?" she asked, "how can you live with that manly man on one boat and not fall for him?"

"Yeah, it's a mystery" you answered sourly. If she only knew that you did - and he didn't care.

She continued to talk about something, but you decided not to listen. Instead, you focused on the fight going on outside now, where Zoro and Sanji shouted insults at each other.

"You hurt her feelings! I cannot ignore that!" Sanji screamed. "FLAMBÈ SHOT!"

"WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT, STUPID COOK!" Zoro answered among loud clashes.

Your head was aching too much, there was too much noise. You excused yourself and went outside - away from the fight - and sat at the pier. It was calm here. Just faint noises of fighting were in the background.

You thought about how childish those two were, always fighting about something. But you were one to talk, you were childish as well. Zoro or Silk had no way of knowing that they hurt your feelings. At least Zoro deserved an open apology. And his sake.

You sighed, already playing the conversation in your head. The waves crashed against the pier, it was really calm.

Too calm.

When you returned to the building, both Zoro and Silk were gone.

Sanji was at the stove, making breakfast.

"Zoro stormed off" he said flatly. "And Silk-chan followed, of course."

They didn't return for the whole day. Dusk came and there was still no sign of them.

It got late, evening turned to night and Zoro was still gone. It was time to have a talk, to let him know how you felt, and to clarify where you both stood. You packed the sake to finally give it to him and be the friend he deserved.

You made your way through the bustling streets of Water 7 once again, aimlessly walking and hoping to find Zoro. It was a lively city with people sitting outside and laughing late into the night. You didn't see the green hair anywhere, maybe they've gone to her place.

Your feet have taken you away from the people in the streets to side alleys, where everything was calm and dark. There were lots or piers looking out to the water where crews loaded and unloaded goods.

With relief, you spotted Zoro sitting on a wooden barrel near the water's edge, alone now, with an empty bottle of sake beside him. His expression was more somber than before, and he seemed lost in thought.

Taking a deep breath, you approached him, determined to have the conversation you had been avoiding. As you got closer, Zoro looked up and met your gaze, and you could see a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Hey," you said softly, taking a seat beside him. "Mind if we talk?"

Zoro blinked and then nodded, a serious look on his face. "Sure, what's on your mind?"

You swallowed the lump in your throat and decided to be direct. "I am really happy for you, Silk seems to really like you." You paused, unsure where to go next.

"And I hope you're happy with the cook" he snorted.

"What?" You asked, surprised.

"The cook. And you. I wouldn't have thought..." His voice trailed off and he took the bottle again. Remembering that it was already empty, he threw it into the sea with a sigh.

"That goddamn cook with his nice words..." Zoro mumbled angrily.

"I am not with Sanji, silly" you told him.

"But you slept together...! On the floor!" He stuttered.

"We just fell asleep, nothing more." You said.

"I...I'm not with Silk either." He rubbed his head, "in fact, she was kind of unnerving."

"Than why be with her for days?" You asked.

"You know, it was nice to be appreciated for once. Silk gets it. You always call me stupid or silly." He shrugged.

"You stupid mosshead, everytime I call you stupid I mean that I like your stupid!" You rummaged in your bag for the Sake, "it means that you're adorable and cute and so, so unbelievably, awesomely stupid! And I do appreciate you. You save me all the time. I bought this for you, as a thank you" You gave him the extra large bottle of Sake.

Zoro's brows furrowed as the gears started turning in his head. "I didn't realize... I mean, I didn't think...why did you never say so before?"

"Don't know. You never really cared about anything besides swords and fighting." You shrugged.

"I...I do care, I just...I'm not so good with words." He held the bottle in his hands like he didn't know what to do with it.

He swallowed and looked at you. "You know, I think you're stupid, too. Really silly. The silliest person I've ever met." He laughed and you chimed in.

You felt a rush of relief and happiness wash over you. Maybe Zoro wasn't as clueless as you had thought. Perhaps he had his own way of expressing his feelings.

"Just to be sure...stupid means I like you" He whispered and invited you to sit with him. When you hopped on the barrell, he put his arm around you.

As you sat there by the water's edge, the two of you talked late into the night, sharing stories, laughter, and sake. The noise of the world around you faded into the background as you discovered a deeper connection with Zoro, one that went beyond the chaos of battles and adventures.

And in that moment, you realized that sometimes, the most meaningful conversations happened not in grand gestures, but in the quiet moments shared between two people who cared for each other deeply.

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Epilogue (because I don't want to leave Silk's character as the only evil female catty villain)

Zoro and you eventually made it back to the company house and shocked everyone, first and foremost poor Sanji, with your new found closeness. It would be a long road until you could say the l-word to each other, but whatever your now relationship was, it was good.

It would still be a few days until you could sail from water 7 and you enjoyed the commodities of the city, walking through the busy streets, window shopping.

A store with beautiful cloth caught your eye and you entered. You looked at the exquisite goods when you heard a shop clerk approach "can I help you?"

"No I'm just look-AHHH" your voice and face must have derailed when you found yourself looking at an equally shocked Silk. A moment of awkward silence followed where you saw that her eyes were swollen and she looked really tired.

"Uhm, hi Silk, how are you?" You stammered.

"You know. Not so good" Silk looked unnerved. "What do you want?"

"I didn't know you worked here" you were caught off guard. But now that Zoro was with you, the anger against her seemed childish and mean.

"I'm Sorry if I was mean to you before" you said, surprising the girl, "I was unfair."

"No, don't. I was...overreacting, too. I'm sorry" She said thoughtfully. "He didn't stop talking about you. Really annoying, like he was hung up on you. That's why I was so pushy" Tears pooled in her eyes again.

Helpless, you tried to comfort her.

"Don't...he's just a stupid, stupid man" you told her.

"I know. That's why I liked him" she said, voice breaking.

You guessed that you weren't the best person to comfort her now, so you decided to leave.

"I'm Sorry. I should go now" you said.

"Yeah. Bye" She forced a smile and waved.

#one piece fanfiction #one piece x you #op zoro #roronoa zoro #zoro x female reader #zoro x you #zoro x reader #zoro x y/n #angst #one piece zoro #one piece #jealousy

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hirukochan · 8 months

Note

I’d love to request something if you don’t mind I think your writing would be perfect for an interrogation type dynamic the reader has some type of information that snape needs and he essentially edges, teases and all that good stuff too the reader until they give in.

I don’t know if that’s too much but i absolutely love your work and think you’d transform it in to something soooooo good

Took me a bit - I've written something similar during spy training in Your tears are of no relevance to me and wanted to mix it up a bit - I'm not sure I achieved that but I like it anyway xD.

I hope you like it too!

Ministry Documents

Severus SnapexReader

Words: 3415

Warnings: Um....non-con. Because it's an interrogation (duh)...Dark!Snape, reader has a vagina, edging (duh²), rough sex....yeah, I guess that is it.

Summary: You are the Senior Undersecretary to Minister Scrimgeour and Snape a Death Eater who wants senstive information from you.

“You won’t get away with this you bastard!” You shout and tug at the restraints around your wrists behind your back. You put your entire weight into it, but all it archives is the chair you’re tied to scooting over the ground with a sharp screech that makes the insides of your ears contract.

“And who’s going to stop me?” He laughs, glowering, deep and taunting.

“You always were one nasty piece of shit, Snape!”

“Ohhh noo…the woman I drugged and tied to her chair in her own fucking office is mean to me!” He says in a whiny mock voice. “How will I ever recover?” Snape appears in your line of sight and braces his hands against the backrest of your chair, just above your shoulders.

He is grinning, bearing his yellow, crooked teeth. An evil glimmer shines in his dark eyes, half obscured by curtains of greasy black hair.

“You won’t get away with this! I am the senior undersecretary to Minister Rufus Scrimgeour! If you think you can just-”

“I repeat my question: Who’s going to stop me? You didn’t even notice the sedative in your tea, sweetheart.” He straightens back up and slowly undoes the buttons on his sleeves to roll them up. “This is how it will go. I will ask you questions and you will answer them. We don’t need to make this ugly - after all we don’t want anybody knowing you’ve betrayed the Ministry, right? How nonsensical to use you for information once and only once.” He shakes his head and moves on to his left sleeve. “If you are a good girl and answer my question I will reward you.”

“And if not?” You scoff. “I won’t talk, Snape! I work directly under the Minister - we are trained for these things!”

“I am certain you think you are trained to withstand interrogation…”

“Go ahead and kill me - don’t waste your time. I won’t talk.”

“That’s what they always say.” Snape hums. He folds his sleeve over one more time and twists his arm. The flickering light from the candles strewn around the room hits his inner underarm and you clench your teeth, glaring at the jet black mark blemishing Snape’s pale skin.

You knew it. You knew it back in school and you knew it when you were just a small, faceless employee keeping track of paperwork at his trial after You-Know-Who’s fall.

Severus Snape is a Death Eater.

You don’t care for Dumbledore’s talks of repentance and character growth or whatever the fuck he said at that trial.

Snape is not a changed man.

You clench your jaw and inhale sharply through your nose, preparing yourself for the torture that is no doubt going to follow.

“Where are the documents, sweetheart?”

“Fuck off.”

“Don’t make this more difficult than it needs to be. Be a good girl and tell me where the documents are.”

“I won’t tell you no matter what torture you show up with! You people will fail! You’ll lose because you are hateful, small minded, disgusting terrorists!”

“Torture? Oh sweetheart, He would not have send me here to torture you. I told you. We want to continue using your intel. Nobody will know we ever spoke.” He catches a strand of your hair between his fingers, brushing his knuckle over your cheek on purpose. You try to pull away, to escape his touch, but you are only reminded of the ropes digging into your skin. “Mhh..you always were a pretty thing.” He hums and leans down closer. The tips of his hair tickle your face. “And I always did wonder how you’d taste.” You can’t breathe. Your mind is racing. From fear to confusion, to trying to decipher his words back to searching for a way out.

You scream. It’s late, whatever vile concoction Snape dumped into your tea it made you fall asleep at your desk and since the workload recently has been insane it’s not the first time that happens to you so your assistant would not suspect anything of it.

Snape just chuckles.

“Nobody will hear you. Nobody will come to save you either. Where are the documents?”

You don’t respond. You’re fighting tears and the bitter taste in your mouth that comes from considering to just give Snape the documents and save your own skin.

You could.

Nobody would know.

No. No you won’t. This is bigger than you. This is about the kind of world you’ll be living in in the future and you don’t want to see a world in which You-Know-Who rules!

“I’ll tell you nothing!” Snape looks like he got exactly the answer he was looking for. Like a little child on Christmas morning.

He gips the leg of your chair and pulls it over the floor, turning it to face away from your desk and the door. You let out a surprised shriek.

“I was hoping you’d say that. How boring to just get what I came here without playing a little first, hm?”

“Play-” Your pathetic stuttering is cut short by Snape straddling your thighs. His weight is crushing, his proximity uncomfortable. His hand closes around your throat and Snape smashes his lips against yours. You squeak and struggle against him. His grip around your throat tightens. Tears burn in your eyes.

Snape hums, a sound full of dark satisfaction and pleasure. His tongue flicks over your lips and you press them together harder. He spreads his saliva over your lips, slimy and warm. With his free hand he grabs your face and forces your jaw open to shove his tongue into your mouth.

You can’t breathe. Between his hard kiss and pressure on your throat you are trapped in an empty space between living and dying.

“I knew you’d taste sweet.” He coos as he pulls back, but he doesn’t let go of your face. You struggle and try to close your mouth but Snape is entirely unbothered by it or your unintelligible protest. He pulls out a small vial from his robes and unstoppers it with his mouth before pouring its contents into your mouth and pressing his hand over it, pinching your nose at the same time.

“Be a good girl and swallow for daddy, yes?” He says mockingly. You want to scream, but that would only cause the liquid to slip down your throat, but keeping it in your mouth would surely make your body absorb its active ingredients as well, right?

Shit, you were never good in potions, but you know that Snape is a bloody genius.

Your breath runs out. You tear at the restraints but Snape just laughs. Tears run over your cheek. You close your eyes and swallow.

“There you go.” He chuckles and removes his hands. You gasp and greedily fill your lungs with sweet sweet air - so much so you even forget to think about what that stuff was that he made you swallow.

You are not left wondering for long.

Heat grows in your lower abdomen like a wild beast woken from its hibernation by a stupid knight wanting to kill it, thinking in his immeasurable arrogance that he’d have a chance.

“Aww, are we having trouble, sweetheart?” Snape taunts. That evil glimmer in his eyes flares.

You are fucked.

You know you are fucked, but you are also stubborn.

You bite your lip and ignore what’s happening to your body. The heat, the burning, undying, deafening need tearing through your cunt with the force of an unforgivable.

Snape laughs again, clearly enjoying the expression of realisation and horror in your eyes.

“So, sweetheart. Be a good girl and I’ll give you precisely what it is you’re craving.”

You shake your head.

“No?” He pouts and somehow even that looks sadistic on his face. He licks his lips, his eyes darting over your body. He snaps his fingers. You scream, but Snape quickly covers your mouth with his hand.

“None of that.” He says. “How silly. I’ve already told you nobody will hear you. You’ll only piss me off and that should be the last thing you want to do right now. Let’s see…” He scoots backwards on your thighs ever so slightly to have a better look at your body. Your naked body. You groan with the pain of his weight crushing your much smaller form. The wool of his clothes scrapes over your skin and sends shivers and prickles straight to your core.

“Mhhh…what a nice body you’ve kept hidden under these robes.”

“Stop-” You croak, staring at him through your cloudy eyes.

“Stop? I haven’t even started yet, but if you tell me where those documents are I will.” You clench your teeth and shake your head. Snape hums thoughtfully. He cups your breast and you give a small jerk, more at the tingling sensation of his touch, than your horror at him touching you.

A simple touch should not feel so good-

You rip your eyes open and stare at Snape. A pleased expression breaks through the mocking sneer.

“Yes, sweetheart. The potion I gave you enhances all sensations. Pleasure…” He presses his thumb against your nipple, squeezing your breast gently, almost tender. “And pain.” He pinches your nipple and the pain of it explodes in your body and turns to an all consuming inferno of misery and you scream, throwing your head back with the force of it.

As soon as it started it stops. Snape rubs the assaulted nub and makes an apologetic tsk sound.

“If you’re a good girl I won’t have to do that again. If you decide to be a haughty little bitch I will.”

You take deep breaths, each one rattling with fear. You wet your lips and consider Snape’s face. This man is nothing like the greasy, neglected, insecure boy you’d see in the corridors from far away. His mere presence commands respect and deference.

“I can’t tell you.” You whisper. “I’d be fucked if I tell you.”

Snape clicks his tongue. “That’s the problem, sweetheart. You won’t be if you don’t.” He doesn’t give you time to process those words. His hand leaves your breast and drops between your legs, spread slightly due to the way he tied your feet to the legs of your chair.

You can’t press your lips closed fast enough to suppress the utterly pathetic whimper that escapes you as soon as his calloused digit rubs over your clit.

Snape didn’t lie. The potion enhances all sensation.

Within seconds you feel like dying. Snape expertly guides you towards the edge, whispering promises of wonderful pleasure, of highs made up of pure ecstasy and lows made of thundering release. He shows you the way, presents the abyss as though you were a tourist in your own body and he the native.

You cry from horror and pleasure and thrash in your bounds and wish for it to end but also never stop.

You take a step forward, one testing motion, the abyss calls out to you, angels part the clouds and show their heavenly faces and sing their harmonies and you scream because yesyesyes-

Snape yanks you back.

You open your tear-clouded eyes and it takes a second for them to be able to focus on Snape. He is grinning.

“Where are the documents?”

“I hate you.” You pant. He shrugs and closes his lips around his glistening fingers. He hums. “Your cunt tastes even sweeter.”

“You disgust me!”

“Oh keep going, sweetheart. Toss your venom at me like I care.” Snape lets out a grading, cruel chuckle. “Though you might want to put some more heart in it. After all - I am used to people hating me.”

“Is that what this is about? Fuck! Snape, school’s over. Get the fuck over it!” Anger flashes over his face. He grabs your throat and pulls you as close as the bounds allow, causing the ropes to dig into your skin harshly and your shoulders to strain against the unnatural angle.

“The documents.”

“Go to hell.”

“Wrong answer.” He cups your sex roughly, pushing two fingers inside you with no warning and presses the heel of his palm against your clit. He keeps masterfully bringing you as close to the edge as humanly possible. He keeps pushing and pulling, forcing your body to submit to him - all the while watching you with perverse satisfaction. Like he is enjoying making you accept the pleasure he can bring you. Everytime he brings you closer to your orgasm and every time your stupid little brain thinks that maybe, maybe he’ll make you cum this time and every single time he doesn’t.

He raises you up and up and up towards bliss and release and ecstasy and every time he lets go of you and you plummet down into deep dark nothing.

You shiver and tremble, cry and thrash against the restraints and Snape laughs. Everytime he denies you your release he’ll ask “Where are the documents?” in that soft, almost apologetic tone of voice. And every time you will not tell him, but your resistance shrivels further.

Your biting venom trickles out to a displeased rainfall until it’s a sobbing, heaving, pathetic mess.

You are limp in your restraints. The muscles in your thighs tremble from exertion and your tears have run dry, leaving only the messed up, dark residue of your mascara on your cheeks.

You take a shuddering breath, that is cut short by a sob. Snape is thrusting his fingers lazily into your sore, twitching cunt.

“Where are the documents, sweetheart?”

“N-no-” You whimper.

“Is this job worth it? Come one…you are suffering…let me relieve you.”

“I’m- i’m not keeping you- you are-” You bite your lip in hopes it’ll stop you from further embarrassing you.

“But you are.” He says softly and brushes a sweat soaked strand of hair out of your face. “My master would not be very happy with me if I were to return without the documents, hm? I want to help you. I want to let you cum. Be a good girl and I can.”

“No-”

“Such potential. Truly wasted on the Ministry. Does the Minister even know about all the work you put in, hm? Does he even appreciate it?”

“Nnhh- mh- please-” Did you just-

The corners of Snape’s mouth curl and it breaks through his mask of care of sympathy with ugly self-satisfaction and sadistic gratification.

“Yes?”

“Please- please I need-”

“Where are the documents?”

“No-”

Snape thrusts his fingers harder into you, curling them at the same time and pushing up and he hits that sweet sweet spot with expert skill and you cry out and shake your head, squirming underneath him.

Snape leans in. The tip of his nose brushes against your sweat-soaked temple.

“Tell me and I’ll fuck you. I’ll let you cum all over my cock like a good little cocksleeve. I’ll make you feel so good, sweetheart. So good, even the memory charm I’ll use on you won’t be enough to make you forget how hard you came for me.”

“-no…”

“Face it, your colleagues would not fight as hard for you. The Ministry has been doomed to fall and crumble to ashes for a while. We are everywhere, sweetheart. We have already infiltrated the Ministry. We are in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. We’re in every position of power that matters. The Ministry will fall, the Minister will die. It’s your choice whether you die with them.”

“Please-”

“I know, I know.” He purrs and strokes your hair. “You need to cum, don’t you? You’ve been doing so well…You’ve been withstanding me beautifully. But you’re tired, aren’t you? Nobody will ever know you’ve told me. Let me make you cum, make it so I can allow you to rest, hm?” You inch towards your orgasm again and Snape stops his torturous attention.

“Behind the painting.” You whimper. Your voice uneven and croaky.

“Behind the painting?” Snape repeats in such an oddly soft and caring voice and you actually believe him that he doesn’t like doing this to you. You nod. He gets up and your legs scream in relief. The chair under you is wet with your arousal and sweat and your thighs are chafed from the friction of Snape moving on top of you.

Snape goes to the painting and taps it a couple of times with his wand. It swings open and reveals a hidden safe.

“Only you can open it, I assume?” You nod, weak and tired, exhausted and yet painfully on edge. Snape flicks his wand at you and the restraints disappear. He motions for you to come to him. You do, but your legs feel like jelly and protest against movement after being confined for so long.

You place your hand against the safe. It recognises your magic and the internal mechanisms start working, rattling and clicking before the door finally pops open. Snape rummages through it, while you hold onto the file cabinet to not fall.

“Very good.” He says as he flips through a folder. He shrinks it with his wand and stuffs it into his pocket. “What a good girl.” Snape seizes you by your upper arms and you slump against him. He catches your lips in a feral, claiming kiss that you are too tired and weak to either fight - or worse - reciprocate. He turns you both around and slams your back against the wall, putting his hands under your thighs and lifting you. You can’t wrap your legs around him or hold onto him. His weight against yours is the only thing keeping you pinned to the wall and your mind is too far gone to be afraid of falling.

Snape makes quick work of his belt and even quicker of shoving his cock into you. He groans and slams his hips into yours with brutal force. You squeak and limply put your hands on his shoulders.

“A good girl that has earned herself some cock, what do you say?” He grunts. “Isn’t this much better?”

“Snape-” You moan and drop your head against the wall. You can’t even shudder under the force of your orgasm that finally finally is allowed to take your body over, spreading through your entire being, burning hot like molten lava.

Snape pounds into you, grunting and groaning and whispering filthy praise and you whimper and whine with what little life you have left in you.

He makes you cum two more times on his cock, but by the second your eyes keep falling shut against your will and your hands slide down from his shoulders, over his chest.

“We’ll get along just grand won’t we, sweetheart? Yes, you might not remember any of this, but I will come back and when you see me it all will come back to you.” His thrusts falter and he pulls out of you, letting you slip down the wall until you’re a trembling, boneless mess to his feet.

He grabs a fistful of your hair and tilts your head back, pumping his cock, his cockehead pressed against your lips. You force your eyes open and look up, meeting the dark, stormy gaze of Snape. He is smirking.

“We’ll have a lot of fun.” He says and then he cums, smearing his cum all over your lips and cheek and then the world goes black.

You wake up in your bed, sitting up straight. You feel weird. Like you had a nightmare you can’t quite remember, but the bad feeling lingers, following you back into the waking world. You run your hands over your face and groan.

Your assistant is right. You are working too much. All this stress isn’t good for you. You still have vacation days left…perhaps you should take them. You never wanted to out of fear of letting down your colleagues but they don’t share that opinion, do they? Why should you work yourself to death while they don’t….

You scribble a note on a piece of parchment and whistle. Your owl flutters into your bedroom. You tie the letter to her leg and she flutters through the window.

You’ve earned a vacation.

You lie back down, wondering what you did to feel sore? Your knickers feel damp too and you have a weird taste in your mouth.

Maybe you’re coming down with a fever. You always have weirdly erotic dreams when you get sick….yes that must be it.

You close your eyes and let exhaustion and tiredness take you.

#snape x reader #severus snape smut #snape x you #snape fandom #snape x y/n #severus snape x reader #request #dividers by cafekitsune

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Chapter 4 of No Fun in Fungus! The next chapter will be last!

@daboyau

@theawesomeninja-xd

@nights-flying-fox

@phoebepheebsphibs

Donnie can’t help but feel angry at this point.

At who, he isn’t entirely certain.

Himself? The mushrooms?

There’s just anger.

Weight is suddenly in his hand.

It’s his tech bō.

He slams it into the side of the fake Leo’s head as hard as he can.

The hallucination’s head and neck cracks sideways audibly.

It’s gaze moves back to Donnie.

“You hate me this much? Why? What….did I ever do to you? Why do you want me to be gone from your life so badly?”

Donnie’s hands steady as he hits again.

“Shut up! I don’t care if some dumb dumb mushrooms keep saying my brothers think I hate them!”

Another whack.

“They know I love them! I know I love them! Just because I made mistakes and can’t express my feelings like other people doesn’t make me a monster!”

An even harder hit.

“I would build, destroy, do anything for them! You can’t take that away from me!”

The bō suddenly gets grabbed as the image turns into Shredder.

“You think you can do anything? A pathetic little mistake, a blight on my bloodline talking so boldly. You believe you can hide your weaknesses with machinery, you forget how easily I destroyed it! How easily I can destroy you!”

Donnie is well aware what happened to his tech on multiple occasions.

Because of his failures, two people he cared a lot about were gone within the same day.

However, it was that same tech he created that gave them time to escape.

It was his invention that helped bring Leo back from somewhere that seemed impossible.

Maybe nothing he made was perfect or would always been 100% successful.

He’d make them over and over again to help his family.

Reminding himself of them also brings back the memory of Raph.

There’s a chance that the other component he had been missing was besides knowing this wasn’t real.

Raph didn’t only allow them to calm him down, he also chose to face his fear completely while thinking it was real.

He ha/ to do the same to have a chance of making sure everyone else was okay.

Donnie let’s go of the stuck tech bō and lunges at Shredder, hoping that the hallucination would just vanish.

It still surprises him that it works.

What surprises him even more is when he realizes that he’s actually going towards Raph and Leo.

The three all let out yelps as they crash into each other.

“Okay, ow.” Donnie complains, draped over Raph’s chest and part of Leo.

“That’s my line.” Leo grumbles, but not making any attempt to move.

Raph grabs and pulls the both of them into a tight hug.

“Raph’s never been so happy to get crashed into. You okay? Leo and I saw some….intense stuff.”

“Luckily I am the pinnacle of mysterious bad boy personas, I have my emotions completely under control.” Donnie says despite clinging to them just as much.

Raph can’t help but smile a little more at his reaction, despite the situation they’re in.

It’s nice to know he’s still considered a safe space after everything that’s happened.

“Don’t worry, Raph’s got ya.”

“….Thank you. There is something I want to say-“

“Hold on! I need to give you this before I forget.” Leo holds up the inhaler.

“You….still have that thing? You know I can just make one with ninpo now.”

“Maybe, but if you’re stressed and can’t breathe how are you going to focus enough to make one?…..Are you crying?”

Donnie hides his face in Leo’s shoulder.

“No. The spore cloud made my eyes burn.”

Leo pats his head.

“Sure it did.”

“I’d give you yours, but they’re in my battle shells.”

“They’re? As in more than one?”

“Obviously I have to have one in each or else it nullifies the purpose of it being handy in an emergency.”

Leo sniffles.

“The dust got in my eyes too.”

Tears fall onto them from above, making the two look up.

“There’s nothing in my eyes, I just love you guys so much.” Raph admits.

“We love you too, big guy. Let’s go get Mikey so he doesn’t get mad we’re group hugging without him.” Leo pats Raph’s face.

Raph nods.

“Let’s go make sure he’s okay.”

He lets go of Donnie and Leo before they all stand up.

Leo wobbles slightly.

Donnie nonchalantly leans closer to him, offering his shoulder.

Leo silently accepts the invitation to help him stay upright.

The three of them make their way further in.

When the spores made everything hard to see, Mikey scrambled to grab onto anyone he could.

When he felt nothing, it scared him pretty badly.

There wasn’t much to go on to find out which way they went so he went a random direction and just called out for all of them.

He felt so relieved when he heard all their voices together after some time of walking.

“Hey! You guys! I’m here! Is everyone okay?”

The relief vanishes very quickly as Mikey realizes the voices were angry ones, his brothers were arguing.

“You’re just selfish, Leo! Even after almost getting us all killed you still can’t stop and think for even a second about how we might feel!” Donnie shouts.

“Since when do you care about how people feel!? You keep building robots just so someone will want to hang out with you! I bet S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N. died just so he wouldn’t have to be around you anymore!”

Mikey gasps loudly.

That was an incredibly low blow considering S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N. was like their nephew and, by extension, Donnie’s son.

“Leo! How could you say that?”

Donnie slaps Leo across the face, hard enough that Mikey could tell it stung.

Leo recovers from the slap and tackles Donnie, rolling around in a fight with him on the floor.

“What are you doing!? Raph! Help me stop them!” Mikey pleads, looking up at him.

Raph crosses his arms and has a look that makes Mikey freeze.

This was completely different from how he looks when he’s disappointed.

Raph always has that shine in his eyes even at the worst moments. While the saying is that people keep their hearts on their sleeves, Raph keeps it in his eyes.

That was missing at the moment.

“How many times am I going to have to keep cleaning up everyone’s messes? All I ever do is take care of you three and you’ve never appreciated it. Especially not you.”

“O-Of course I appreciate it! I appreciate you! I love you and Leo and Donnie and dad-“

“No, you don’t. Maybe you love Leo and dad and Donnie, but not me. I worked so hard to keep you safe and for what!? All it did was push you away from me! I’m the bad guy because I didn’t let you do dumb and dangerous things! You never care how hard it is for me to have to be responsible! I have fun too! I’m not just a buzzkill like you guys keep saying!”

Mikey feels tears pricking at his eyes at the tone and volume that Raph has been using.

None of his lectures ever sound like this.

“I-I’m….I’m sorry….”

“You know what? I should be glad you don’t want to hang out with me anymore. You’re annoying.”

Mikey’s heart break into little pieces.

Leo and Donnie stand up.

“Finally, something we can agree on. I’m sick and tired of you coming into my lab! I hate having to pretend like your dumb ideas matter.” Donnie crosses his arms.

“N-No….D-Donnie….h-he likes my ideas! Th-This isn’t him….it can’t be….” Mikey whimpers.

“You guys are being too hard on him.” Leo interjects.

Mikey looks up at him hopefully.

“Why even bother saying what’s wrong with him? He can’t change, he won’t change. Dr. Toxic Positivity only cares if someone’s upset so he can make them feel bad about it.”

“T-Toxic….? No! Please! I just want to help! I can do better! I-I can make this better!”

“You can’t cook breakfast, you can’t draw, you can’t skateboard, you can’t do anything that would make you useful enough for us to put up with you.”

“My arms will heal! They’ll-!” Mikey looks down in horror as he sees the golden cracks on his arms.

“No no no! This isn’t happening!”

The other three turn their backs to him.

“This family is a joke. Good luck surviving without me around.” Raph starts walking off.

“No! Wait! Don’t go!”

“Try not to fall into a sewer hole chasing after a pigeon with pizza.” Donnie hisses, going another direction.

“Please! Stay!”

“You can’t keep yourself together, let alone the family. Being in the prison dimension is better than being here.” Leo comments, walking away from the rest as well.

Tears stream down Mikey’s face as he feels something else welling up.

No.

He was not just going to let them go.

If his arms have to suffer again, so be it.

The feeling flows through him, through his arms and throughout the rest of his body.

There’s a weightlessness that comes to him he isn’t fully aware of.

He’s floating.

Ninpo chains appear around him before shooting out in the directions his brothers went.

When he feels one chain gain purchase on something, he pulls it back.

There’s the sound of quite yelling that gets louder as the chain goes back to him.

It becomes loudest when Leo comes into his vision.

“Wha-, Mikey!? You can fly!?”

“Where are they?”

“You mean Raph and Donnie? They’re fine, they were right next to me, but what’s happening with you!?”

Mikey just sends out more chains.

The yelling starts up again and only ends when Raph and Donnie are brought over as well.

“Mikey!?” They question at the same time.

“How are you doing this!?” Raph pulls at the chain around him.

Mikey wraps more chains around his arms, glowing yellow pooling in his eyes and down his face in tears.

“Stop it! You’re not leaving! I don’t care if you want out of this family! W-We’re going to work out our problems and nobody is going anywhere!”

“Mikey, none of us want to leave the family! It’s the hallucinations!” Donnie insists.

“H-How do I know that!? Leo and Raph fought so much just because they couldn’t understand each other! L-Leo was just going to let himself die! None of you can promise me that you won’t leave!”

“Mikey-“

“No! W-We’re all going to apologize! I-I’m sorry for being so annoying…..I-I’m sorry I can’t use my arms a lot yet. I’m sorry you think I hate you Raphie!” He shuts his eyes, making more tears spill out.

Raph’s jaw drops.

Mikey only calls him Raphie nowadays when he wants something especially badly and his puppy dog eyes weren’t working.

When they were younger, that’s all he called him.

“No! You don’t need to apologize, Mikey! I know you don’t hate me, you don’t even hate Draxum!”

Mikey opens his eyes again, sniffling as they stop glowing.

“I was so scared when you put Leo in your escape pod. W-We had no idea what they were doing with you, i-if you’d come back. I never worried about us not surviving before Shredder! Then the Krang happened and…..I realized more we could all just die! E-Especially you.”

“What….what do you mean….?”

“Leo put himself in the prison dimension, but you made him leave you behind in your escape pod! When Shredder attacked Donnie, you put yourself between them and he was stepping on you! H-How many times are we going to have to see you like that!? It hurts! It’s scary!”

Raph desperately struggles against the chains, he wants to hug his poor baby brother so badly.

“I’m sorry! I….I always thought you guys being scared was better than you being hurt or worse. You’re not a burden or a responsibility, you’re my family. I always want to protect you, and….I can’t do that if I’m gone. I get it. I promise I do.”

Mikey hiccups and removes some chains from him, pulling him closer to hug him tightly.

Raph hugs him back just as tight, maybe even tighter.

Leo and Donnie sigh in relief slightly at Mikey calming down.

“If you’re feeling better, you can set us down now Miguel.” Leo smiles.

Mikey stares hard at him and Donnie from behind Raph’s shoulder.

“We’re not done.”

#2018 tmnt #rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the tmnt #rottmnt fanfiction #rise fanfiction #tmnt 2018 #fanfiction #rottmnt michelangelo #rise leo #no fun in fungus #tw hallucinations

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Hey bunny! I'm back at it with my brainrot XD this time the trope is brother's best friend but the subject is still Kang Yeosang cuz I'm obsessed with him and the anti delulu meds didn't work 😮‍💨🫠🫠

I think this is the result of reading too many teacher/personal tutor yuyu fics + seeing posts about how our slow boy is actually hella smart, but can you imagine bratty MC and brother's best friend Yeosang (the brother in question being San or Yunho) who's known all over campus and your neighbourhood as being this sweet lil angel boy.... but who has been an absolute MENACE to you since you were kids?

Not in a harsh way cuz I don't think our boy is capable of that, but he's so indifferent and blunt? Barely pays you any mind at all and when he does it's this clipped, measured politeness?? Which is so unfair because he's beautiful and you've had a crush on him since forever???

Honestly it's more your fault than his that you're always so angry at him, but it makes you snappish and bratty just to try and push his buttons, but he never seems phased, always responds in a cool levelheaded way that's kinda hot and makes you even MORE pissed

So when you're failing math and your oh so wonderful brother decides to volunteer his only number literate friend as a tutor? And for some reason that friend says yes??

I can't finish these thoughts cuz I have a dinner to get to but yeah! Hope you have a good day bunny! Thank you so much for blessing us with all the incredible content that you do, make sure to get some rest and stay hydrated while you're at it <33

~Lyra

no bc i love this so much!!! just reader being bratty and then yeosang being all nonchalant about it AHDKSGDJSV ITS SO GOOD!!!!

but i feel like yeosang would be patient to a degree. like sure, he’s chill and cool about it usually but if you push his buttons too far he just snaps and you don’t expect it at all.

“can you focus?” he grumbles as he tried to find the relevant page in the text book. you’ve been watching the way his hands move over the pages for the best part of 5 minutes now, not taking in a single word he has to say. sure you’ve been listening, kind of, but that’s just so you can hear his deep voice in your ear - no other reason, “i’m not here for fun, y’know…”

you can’t help but scoff because of course not. why would he be here for fun? honestly, you have a hard time working out why he’s here at all, especially when he’s not getting paid for it.

“well, it’s not like you ever focus on what i have to say,” you spit back at him as you put your pen down defiantly. he doesn’t say anything or even acknowledge it, which only serves to drive your frustration up even higher. it’s not like you need a tutor anyway. sure, you’re failing, but you don’t see why that means yeosang had to be called in to help.

“maybe say something worth listening to,” he says, voice as calm as always, “now pick up your pen and work through these logarithmic functions for me.”

years ago you probably would’ve jumped at the thought of doing anything ‘for him’. what with his stupidly pretty face attached to that stupidly muscular body, and his irresistibly deep voice that only seems to come out with irritatingly quick quips. he was the only man to exist in your eyes, and perhaps he still would be if he weren’t so annoying. always so polite with you like you couldn’t see him being so free with other people. never responding to your jokes or rising to your teasing. it’s like he wants nothing to do with you, and you hate it.

in fact, you hate a lot of things, like the fact that you love a man who clearly wants nothing to do with you, or the fact that everything he does regarding you pisses you off. you hate that you can’t seem to shed your feelings of affection and lust towards him despite his apparent distaste of you.

but more than anything, you hate the fact that he’s tutoring you, and for some reason he’s doing it for free.

you sigh and try your hardest to brush away your annoyance. if he’s going to be here, you may as well make him pay, right? maybe if you push his buttons enough he’ll decide he doesn’t want to come back.

“i don’t want to,” you push your pen further onto the page with a shit-eating grin, “so you’re going to have to make me.”

you watch him as he mumbles something under his breath, eyes rolling into his skull in annoyance, and you can’t deny that it feels good to finally get a rise out of him.

“i’ll tell yunho you’re not being cooperative,” he threatens. you shrug your shoulders.

“and what’s he going to do?” you reply, “find me a different tutor? i doubt it,” you smirk and lean in close, “you’re the only one willing to do this for free.”

at this, he closes his eyes and puts his own pen down. you almost cry out in victory when he rubs at his face in frustration, a small groan leaving his lips when he pulls them away again.

“believe me, sangie,” you say in the most sickly sweet tone you can muster, “nothing you can do is going to make me cooperate.”

he turns his head in one shaky motion, and he looks at you properly for the first time since entering your house. he’s pretty as always, but you can hardly take the time to study him when he’s looking at your like he’s a predator about to pounce. his eyes are icy cold as he runs them up and down your body. his jaw is clenched as his gaze finally settles on your face, and you have to admit that the quiet boy has suddenly got very intimidating. you shrink back into your seat.

“fine then,” he says through gritted teeth, “either you do this, or i’ll have to find some other way to teach you a lesson.” now it’s his turn to lean in close. his elbows find purchase on his knees as he lowers his face to yours. you can feel the way his breath brushes against your exposed collarbones, and you hope to anything out there that he doesn’t see the way it sends a shiver down your spine, “don’t think i don’t notice the way you look at me, little girl. i’ve seen you staring at my hands. i know you’ve been daydreaming about me, hm?”

in the blink of an eye, he traps you. with one hand on one of your chair’s arm rests, he spins it until you’re facing him fully. his own rolls forwards until his thigh’s sit either side of yours. you blink at him, all wide eyed and confused. he just smirks at you.

“i’ve seen what you’ve been doing all these years,” a hand drops to your thigh, rubbing gently up and down against the skin that your short skirt - that you’d worn for no reason… no reason at all - had left exposed, “teasing me, trying to get me to drop my act and finally do what we’ve both been craving for so long. i’ve always kept to my lane for the sake of yunho, but i don’t think i can anymore.”

you whimper when he moves his face in close to yours, lips barely brushing up against yours. he smiles, nipping at your bottom lip gently.

“not when you so clearly need to be taught a lesson…”

#ateez x reader #ateez hard hours #ateez smut #ateez hard thoughts #yeosang hard thoughts #yeosang hard hours #yeosang smut #yeosang x reader

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Natiii hiii

If your requests are open, is it alright if I request a part 2 of the platonic sibling headcanons for your favourite Ikevamp boys? Where they find out that reader, their precious beloved little sibling, is actually in love with/dating Dazai. I think it would be hilarious xD

Take your time, and remember to put your own health first! ❤

Hi hoooo, Silveeeer! (if you don’t get it, you don’t get it; and it means I’m really old)

Platonic relationships are so cute! Half of them would die if the reader dated anyone, to be honest, HAISUEHSAUIEHSAUIEA. But oooohhh, it was fun to imagine my dearest Isaac! 🤍

I'm sorry it took so long and I hope you liked it! 🤍

gn!reader with a sibling-like relationship with them starts to date Dazai | Isaac, Mozart, Jean, Arthur, Theo and Vincent, and Napoleon

Tags: minor spoilers for Dazai’s route; platonic relationships; sibling-like bond; teeny-tiny suggestive parts for Mozart, Jean, and Theo and Vincent (but still sfw, don’t worry!)

Notes: kind of a part 2 of this post, where gn!reader has a sibling-like relationship with them.

Isaac

“I’m dating Dazai.” — Do you hate him? He feels like you do now.

He was never overprotective or one to pry into your business, but he felt like he should tell you something about it. You are his dearest younger sibling, after all.

He won’t try to separate you not exactly. He just wants to make sure you’re okay — stop glaring at him!

He will ask for Napoleon’s help to have a talk with Dazai. Napoleon is there just giving moral support because he has nothing against the writer. Isaac is in such distress after this talk, he probably got some gray hair. Dazai teased him, and Napoleon didn’t help.

He will tell you about this and every other time Dazai teased him or pulled some kind of prank on him. Might he remind you it was Dazai who gave him wine and said it was juice at the last banquet?

He can finally have a proper talk with Dazai — without being embarrassed or teased — a few weeks later. He can see now that Dazai really cares for you, and his teasing has lessened (but didn’t stop; it never stops).

Just remember your brother is a contrarian, okay? He’ll complain and grimace when he sees you two kissing, but he’ll help you out if Dazai ever tries to avoid you again. He really hopes you two stay together forever; he wants to see you happy.

Now stop bringing him apples every day with the excuse that you’re taking care of your family, Dazai!

No, Dazai, he doesn’t need someone too! Stop trying to set him up with random people!

Mozart

“Dazai asked me out and I said yes.” — “Pfff, no, you didn’t.”

And it’s not because it’s Dazai. It’s because you’re dating. That’s it.

Overprotective brother activated successfully. Every breath you take, every step you take, he’ll be watching you.

Seriously, he’s watching you two like a hawk. You thought Theo had brother issues? Pff! He won’t leave you alone. Or he’ll try to not leave you alone, but Dazai is too cunning and he always finds a way to evade Mozart and take you with him. Your brother might be fuming by now.

He doesn’t even try to talk with Dazai; he just knows he’s not worthy of you. No one is.

You end up having ‘the talk’ with Mozart. Does he remember when he was having a composer’s block, and Dazai helped? That’s how you start your list of “why Dazai is the safest vampire you could date”. You end the list playfully asking if he’d prefer if you dated any of the other writers, like Arthur, and you swear his eyes twitch with only the thought of it.

He tries to keep his pettiness in check for you. Keyword: try. Spoiler alert: he’s not good at it.

He never sees bite marks on your neck, so he thinks everything is okay and still… decent. He freaks out when Arthur points out that Dazai might be biting you on other parts of your body that don’t show when you’re fully dressed. You want to kill Arthur, while Dazai is just giving that closed-eyes smile of his.

Congrats, overprotective brother is back again at full force.

Jean

“I’m dating Dazai.” — “Alright.”

Chill brother ftw!

Sweet, clueless, and innocent brother doesn’t see anything wrong with your relationship.

He’ll just make sure this is what you want and that you’re really happy. He doesn’t need much assurance. He trusts you, and he knows you never lie to him.

He doesn’t have a problem with Dazai, so why should he be worried?

However, he will miss spending more time with you in the beginning of your relationship. So Dazai makes sure to include him in your plans sometimes. He might even help you teach Jean how to write and read. (This is too wholesome to imagine)

Jean doesn’t even know what ‘the talk’ is. The roles are reversed: Dazai ends up having it with him, and you’re freaking out. It ends well though; it seems your new boyfriend didn’t say anything weird. This time.

His only problem might be if he sees you two leaving the same room in the morning. He won’t think much of it until Arthur makes some comment about it. And now Jean thinks you two need to get married. Congrats and thank you, Arthur.

Arthur

“Dazai asked me to date him.” — “Oh, hell no!” — “Oh, hell yes!”

Anyone but him! Seriously! If you don’t want any of the other residents, he can introduce you to someone! He has some acquaintances downtown... That’s when you hit his arm and glare at him. Okay, message received.

He won’t have ‘the talk’ with Dazai, he can’t stand the idea of having this conversation with Dazai.

Again, are you sure you don’t want someone else? If you want a writer, even Shakespeare could be acceptable… You hit him again. Fine! Shakespeare wasn’t acceptable either anyway; he was just desperate.

Dazai doesn’t tease Arthur, so your brother will bring up the times Dazai teased you, like that time you two got stuck downtown because of the rain.

And you bring up the times Dazai helped you, or when he tried to cheer you up. You even list all the times he tried to help him, and Arthur was rude to him.

Touché.

Canonly, he wants to see you breaking Dazai’s masks. So he might accept your relationship just so he can see it and finally be able to read him. Spoiler alert: he still can’t read Dazai, and it drives the sore loser him crazy sometimes.

But you can, so he has to shut his mouth and support you. He’ll be happy for you, eventually.

Theo and Vincent

“I’m dating Dazai.” — “You’ve got the worst taste in men.” — “Oh, congrats! Can we all have lunch together sometime?”

Guess who said what.

Vincent is really happy for you! He already knows Dazai, so he doesn’t need to make sure he is a nice person for you.

Theo is not happy for the exact same reason: he knows Dazai.

He protects you like he protects Vincent and sometimes even more because you are younger. Did you know Dazai goes to the casino? What else does he do downtown? Do you know? Do you seriously trust him?

You have to throw back at Theo that he goes to the pub with Arthur all the time. What does he do there? Why does he only come back in the morning? … Okay, he got it.

Theo promises that he’ll try to contain his brother issues if you’re too upset with him. He doesn’t promise he’ll succeed. Vincent is gladly there to scold him every time.

Vincent will ask if two can pose together for a new painting, while Theo will glare and curse a lot. It’s a lovely painting that you hang in your bedroom.

They’ll both be mad if you shed a single tear because of the writer. Dazai better run, and he better run fast because an angry Vincent is even worse than an angry Theo.

“Sleeping with Dazai is one step removed from sleeping with Arthur.” (he actually says it in Dazai’s route) WAIT. You haven’t slept together yet, have you? HAVE YOU? Vincent had to drag him out of the dining room because Dazai gave that signature smile of his and said, “Oh my, I can’t remember.”

(Imagine Theo lashing out, and Vincent just goes, “Calm down, they just slept together! What’s wrong with sleeping?”)

Theo will try to find a way to have ‘the talk’ with Dazai without you and Vincent knowing. It’ll turn out surprisingly fine, and he starts to trust Dazai a little more. A little.

Arthur is talking about the bite marks not being visible when you’re fully dressed again, just so he can see his best friend losing his mind. Vincent doesn’t understand what’s the problem; he thinks it’s in your arms or some innocent place. God bless this angel.

Theo is back at glaring and cursing.

Napoleon

“Dazai asked me out.” — “Alright, have fun.”

Chill brother ftw! #2

He knows Dazai and he has nothing against him.

He trusts you and your decisions, so he won’t pry or be an overprotective brother mode.

He taught you self-defense and he knows you’ll come to him if you need something anyway.

He will talk to Dazai, but it won’t be exactly ‘the talk’. He just wants to make sure he’s not just killing time with you, even though that’s not something he believes the writer would do… But he’s gotta make sure. It was nice, like friends chatting to catch up on their lives, y’know?

If Dazai runs away from you like he does on his route before you start dating, he will not be pleased. But he will try to help you out, if you ask.

If a single tear is seen in your eyes, you bet he throws the chill-brother-state-of-mind out of the highest window of the mansion along with Dazai.

Seriously, he won’t freak out about your relationship, and he won’t do anything unless you ask him to. He really just wants you to be happy.

He’ll try to read Dazai’s books. Gotta support family.

(Can we imagine him ruffling your hair and then ruffling Dazai’s hair? Okay, sorry…)

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