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random-posts680 · 3 days

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“•Don’t come looking for me •”

Feyd-Rautha x reader

A/n: this is a Drabble I’ve been working on for the past week and I will most likely make a part two!!

Synopsis: You use your job to hide on different planets from a family feud. While living on Giedi prime you catch the attention of the Na-Barron himself and create very close ties with him. The time you have on the planet though is unfortunately short lived, you flee, leaving behind the man you’d, unknowingly made fall in love with you, Feyd-rautha

Other mentions: soft!Feyd, Feyd is obsessed with reader, reader is oblivious, this turned out a bit angsty but part two will tie it up.

Warning: mentions of blood, mentions of death, blade to readers throat, blade mentioned, Feyd is a whole warning in himself.

Everyone knew how cruel and sadistic the Baron harkonnens nephew was.

Everyone knew just what he was capable of.

Anyone who’d ever talked to him without being murdered by his own hands would tell you he was truly terrifying and psychotic, a being who is completely incapable of any feelings such as love, vulnerability, gentleness….

Everyone knew that.

Everyone, but you.

You and feyd-Ruathas entire friendship was rooted from a mishap. You were someone from a far away planet who had come to study the ways of the harkonnens on Giedi Prime, at least that’s the job profile you displayed to them.

The day you arrived there, not a single harkonnen payed you much attention and you weren’t bothered by that, going about your business daily, studying the planet, and occasionally watching the brutal battles in the arena.

Not a soul on Giedi Prime had any idea who you were and what your actual reason was for exploring their planet, and you intended to keep it that way. Keeping your existence to a low and never acting out. Your appearance alone already stood out enough among the harkonnens. The last thing you needed was word getting out of your inhabitants on Giedi prime.

Life on the black and white planet wasn’t as bad as many people picked it out to be. You stuck to your “job” and lived peacefully in your guest coordinates. You ate well, slept well, and trained just fine on your own. Until the day your tranquility was disturbed.

That day you and him crossed paths was by far the most chaotic day you’d had on the planet. You had your things huddled in your arms, your com was ringing with a call from your research centre, your mind was thinking of the quickest way back to the guest chambers, yet your feet were taking you elsewhere.

After realizing you were completely lost, you took a bit to calm down and found the nearest bench along the walls of the stronghold and answered the com to update your work place of your progress on Giedi Prime.

Once the call was over, you grabbed your things, and once again realized you had no idea where the hell you were. You let out a sigh as you turned on your heels only to be met with a blade thrust up against your jugular.

Your feet instantly halted.

“Where are you wondering to?” The person holding the blade rasped out. ‘Shit’ Despite your initial panic, you just simply wanted to get back to your guest room, the day had already been stressful enough and you weren’t the type to be afraid of some sick harkonnen who wanted a rise out of a foreigner. ‘First few weeks on this damn planet and I’m about to get slaughtered for walking in the wrong area.’

You knew the harokenns were a driven race but this was just pretentious.

“I’m trying to find the guest chambers, this place is like a maze, I got lost along the way.” You drawled out, keeping the annoyed tone down a notch, doing your best to not anger the male with the blade.

Seconds went by before he withdrew the knife. As soon as he did you whipped around to face the offender and your heart hammered when you came face to face with the Na-Baron himself.

What you didn’t know is that when your eyes met, Feyd-rauthas heart started to hammer too.

The harkonnen paced around you a few times looking you up and down as you stood still, a skeptical look displayed on your face, yet an intrigued expression on his. ‘What the hell is he doing?’ Your train of thought was stopped when he came closer to you, his face neared yours, his breath tickled your nose and his lips twitched ever so slightly when he was just inches away.

Moments passed but with each one you felt your facade slipping away. You nervously drew your lips into a line as he made eye contact with you once again. His deep blue eyes held something that you couldn’t read. Your act was about to crumble before him.

A few more seconds passed and it was as if your unspoken prayers had been answered when he backed up and simply walked the other way down the hall. You watched with a perplexed look during his exit.

Once he was out of your line of sight you blinked away the look and shook off the interaction. ‘What the actual fuck just happened’ you were completely baffled. He just let you go, no further questions, didn’t give you any directions, and he had gotten so close?!?

You stood for a bit, conflicted. As for the Harkonnen himself, he was feeling waves of ambivalence.

He didn’t know if it was the beauty you possessed or the way your eyes seemed to sparkle with curiosity once you realized who he was, but from that moment on Feyd-Ruatha was infatuated with you.

The very next day he had come to find you. He’d looked into your cause and he was determined to be the one to show you the culture of the harkonnens.

At first, you weren’t amused with his persistence and it was a wonder to many how he didn’t just force you into letting him be around you. He was always finding ways to bother you after his duties and training. Being with you exhilarated him, the surge of emotions added a new type of pleasure to his days. He wasn’t going to give up an opportunity like this. And he definitely wasn’t going to let any other harkonnen be the one in his future spot next to you.

When you finally realized you weren’t getting rid of him you decided to accept it. You let him tag along on your explorations, let him teach you things about the planet, even going as far as him introducing you to his uncle and brother. (Which ended in Chaos and you two swore never again). Feyd had started to grow on you and you got used to his presence, you even started to enjoy it. It was nice having a friend on the planet, even one who was a blood thirsty murderer, but nonetheless, Feyd was never anything other than respectful and his interesting version of kind to you.

Each day was something new with you, while he was teaching you, you were also teaching him. You and him trained together, ate togther, and talked about almost anything and everything. The topics went from simple things to things that were more intimate and personal. You considered telling him the true reasons why you sprung from planet to planet “exploring,” but you decided it wasn’t wise considering that he may not understand or even believe you. Now, while you recall these memories you regret never telling him that you were in fact running from something.

Surprisingly, Feyd had actually opened up a few times and shared some of his twisted beliefs with you. Even if they were insane you did your best to understand him and point him in directions that would cause a lot less blood shed. To your surprise, he took some of your advice.

He hated how weak you could make him but at the same time he couldn’t get enough of you. He craved you deeply. Everyday he spent with you only made his need for you stronger. The smiles you’d give him, the gentleness of your hands when you would dress his wounds after an arena fight (If he ever had any injuries from the arena that is), the softness of your voice when you would teach him things from your home planet.

It was truly intoxicating to him.

Feyd was incredibly protective of you too. Not letting many get too close to you and always making sure you were unharmed by other harkonenns. Feyd himself had no desire to ever hurt you either, he actually despised the thought of hurting you altogether. It was one of the reasons he didn’t want to force your hand, no matter how badly he wanted his fantasies of you to come true, he knew he wouldn’t take joy in forcing them upon you.

It was safe to say you had worked miracles on him. You were the only being in the entire universe who could bring this side out of him.

Feyd-rautha oved you.

So the day you just disappeared out of no where was a day nobody enjoyed. When he’d realized your absence and was informed that no harkonnen on the face of Giedie prime had any idea where you had gone, he completely lost it. He killed everyone in the room with him in that moment.

He dropped as many bodies as he possibly could that day. Acting as though they were to blame for you disappearance.

He tried to track you, find a trail of where you may have gone, anything to bring you back to him. He looked for hours, not wanting to believe that the trail to your current location was completely cold. It was as if you’d vanished into thin air.

All of your belongings were left in your guest room. Nothing of yours was missing. The only thing that had gone missing the same day you did was…his blade.

The harkonnen thought the worst when he uncovered this detail. He thought of you fighting against some kind of enemy with his blade in hand, defending yourself all alone, while he had no way of protecting you. Feyd had never felt heartache but when he thought of you alone and scared, fighting for your life, it surged through his chest and even put warm, piercing lumps in his throat at times.

There was only one other piece of evidence, but it proved you were alive. A week after finding that his blade was missing he went to your room to search it once again. This time he found a note taped in one of your analysis journals. ‘I’m sorry, don’t come looking for me’ it’s writing was rushed and sloppy.

The harkonnen stared at it before the weight of the situation settled onto him. You had left, you had run away from him. But this also meant you were alive.

Feyds murderous tendencies only grew from then on. He killed for no reason now. Slaughtering anyone if they did something out of his comfort. His anger being taken out on servants, and the drugged slaves in the arena.

Feyd seemed to hate everything other than killing. But the one thing that drove him mad was the fact he couldn’t bring himself to hate you.

Each night he’d have dreams of you. Dreams of your hair flowing in the geidi prime wind. Your smile glowing as he shows you yet another trick of his. Your soft voice pulling him into a deep sleep. At the end of the day, this was the closest he could be to you. Sleep was his escape and Feyd-ruatha was desperate. He wasn’t ashamed to be lulled to sleep by the thought of you every night. His finger tips wrapping around the sheets when his dreams consisted of times with you.

Feyd and you and never been closer than mere friends but you also had no idea that you were everything to him.

Now, as you float through space months after you had made your escape, you replay those memories in your head. And you make a promise to yourself. You won’t get close with anybody again until you are done running.

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A/n: Guys part two is coming

,I promise, I know this is ended sadly 😭

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yuri-is-online · 22 hours

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Ranted about this elsewhere already buuuuut . . . Hot take: OB Jamil keeping the reader as a pet/slave is pre-relationship.

Jamil's whole shtick is wanting to free himself from servanthood and getting the equality, freedom, and respect he deserves. Why would he not want that for his lover? Hell one of his biggest insecurities is trapping them with him under the Asims and being unable to give them the life they deserve.

A Jamil who's in a relationship where he 10000% smitten, comfortable, and genuinely open with s/o would rip his own heart out before even thinking of trapping them or seeing them as lesser. This goes double for his overblot (we've seen with the Shround's that it is possible for overblots to do things out of love).

So what doth thou thinketh of this scenario: OB!Jamil who's just finished sending the gang to the middle of the desert having the immediate thought "FUCK YEAH! Now I can finally spoil my beloved!"

OB!Jamil just throwing embarrassment out the window and spoiling the absolute shit out of his lover. I'm talking shameless PDA, no filter whatsoever about how much he loves them, giving them just about anything they could want. Feeling hungry? Here's a feast of your favorite dishes and Jamil is the one feeding you. Little chilly? You're now dressed in enchanted fine silk fit for a queen and cuddled up next him. Worried about your friends out in the desert? Now you get an adorable pouty overblot asking for your attention and making it really hard to say no. Ironically any manipulation he pulls will be the light hearted kind he usual do to get their attention. Also worth mentioning that Jamil is calling them every pet name under the sun while being kissed constantly by the snakes.

Just Overblot Jamil willingly and happily going full malewife mode for his Sultana.

God it will be hard to convince him that overblotting it bad, won't it?

You know I usually have a hard time wrapping my head around Yuu being in a relationship with any of the ob boys pre blot, but the events make it pretty clear that the actual order the blots happen in is pretty flexible σ(￣、￣=) so after squaring that in my head:

Pre-Relationship OB Jamil would want to keep Yuu in a cage because he subconsciously knows they aren't his but he still feels the desire to keep them close. The walls of the cage area physical manifestation of Jamil's emotional repression surrounding his feelings towards Yuu but that's not we're brainrotting about today~

Overblot! Jamil (and just Jamil in general really) is pretty hard to convince that overblotting was a bad idea. Granted he doesn't want to die so yes he'll agree that's bad once he comes to his senses but for now he's really pleased with himself. Finally, he gets to have your attention all to himself and there is no one to judge or interrupt him. He made sure to throw the biggest annoyances across the desert, you can stay right here with him in his embrace exactly where you belong. Being kissed by the snakes is such a cute concept TᴖT He has so many things he's wanted to say, so many many kisses he wanted to give, times he's wanted to touch and hold you that he was never able to do because of his place in the world. I like the idea of Overblot Jamil dancing with Yuu while he sings the sappiest love songs imaginable. Anything to make up for lost time, now that he's free there's so much he can finally give you.

That's what you've wanted this whole time too... right?

#<3 asks #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #jamil viper x reader

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lusalemaart · 7 months

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doudle dump

#count up. count up. count up. count up. these racks i made 2day #that beanos bridage. i still cant stop thinking about the person who bought 7 god damn beanos pins in cali #the possibilities are endless. what the fuck do you need SEVEN PINS FOR!? my mind #goes wild trying to imagine.#i talked about it elsewhere like. the ideas. but #i also considered the possibility that this person could have been like high or drunk off their ass and accidentally bought 7.#regardless. the order was never canceled so. maybe they needed 7? who am i to judge #i get money. you get beanos. fair exchange.#BEANOS #in a similar realm. i do this thing. like. when im . like a few beers in. i start to doodle in my sketchbook #then i come back and if the penciling is good enough i will ink it.#needless to say. everytime i get like. kinda ALMOST drunk it seems im only drawing #mackylemore #thus that picture #like. damn. truth at the bottom of the bottle is mackylemore. yeah.#but its the same sober so it doesnt matter #its just how it is #:)#also #doodle dump #oc #lylian laurestine #sometimes i draw her ok? not a lot but sometimes #bc when u think about it. mackyle is an oc too.#yes this is my oc mackylemore he is 100 percent original. do not steal.#botdbs #yes i know i spelled believe wrong TWICE so what fuck u i was intoxicated #grammar isnt real anyways.#granted i was sober when i inked it so i could have corrected it but SO WHAT FUCK U #AHHH i get home from my weekly chiro appt and my fucking power is out. frustrating. i wanted to edit my one doodle

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welcometogrouchland · 1 year

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[ID: a digital owl house comic spanning three images. Panel 1: The scene header reads "in the not so distant future, post hexsquad and C.A.T.Ts reunion" and features Luz, Lilith and Steve. They're in a forest and there's a tent in the background labeled "Camilla + hexsquad camp". Luz says "okay, so "owl house" is a game where King and The Collector reenact our adventures...using the people of the boilings isles sorta like NPCs in creatures and caverns...roleplaying as people from our lives!".

Panel 2: a close-up of Luz, resting her face on her hand, looking questioningly as she continues "hmm...but if everyone on the isle's been assigned someone from our lives to play in Owl House...then who's the collector playing?"

Panel 3: a shadow descends on Luz and she tenses up as a mysterious voice asks "isn't it obvious?"

The final "panel" is a full length image of the collector, dressed in Luz's season 1 outfit, floating above her menacingly as shooting stars and crescent moons swirl around him, the ground turning into a crescent effigy. White text sits above the collector, reading "I'm you". End ID]

Okay I had to post my predictions before we get a sneak peek. What better way to convince Luz her life is worth living than to have someone literally try to steal it!!

#the owl house #toh #for the future #luz noceda #lilith clawthorne #steve toh #i know those last two are just cameos but I like to imagine they're hanging out in the apocalypse #I've been holding out for lilith to be the first adult luz and the gang meet up with after TTT #bc i think it'd be cool for her and Luz to talk about everything that happened during elsewhere and elsewhen #i think Lilith's already had to live through the experience of doing the worst thing she'll ever do #and then having to get back on her feet and make amends #and she's not always perfect but she's trying and that's all anyone can do really #there might not be time and I'm content with the writers going other routes (I'm just excited in general!!)#but it's a neat idea ive been tossing around for a while. didn't get to show it here but know it's implied lol #anyway of course the collector would want to be luz if owl house was a roleplaying game! she's the hero! king loves her!#i have to go now but yknow what you get the idea

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lord-squiggletits · 10 months

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Do you ever read a post online where someone complains about how "IDW never talks about this [idea/character/plot/theme]" and you just think to yourself... this person hasn't read anything besides MTMTE have they?

Really sad when you see people complaining "the story never talked about this!" and act angry about it as if it's some oppressive flaw that the writer (JRO) was evil for never talking about but it's like. Bud if you just read exRID/OP or maybe Windblade/TAAO you would have read plenty about that.

The two worst ones I can think of off the top of my head are "Optimus is always treated like a saint, I hate how he gets away with everything just because he's a Prime" (wrong, read literally anything Barber writes) and "the Decepticons never get a sympathetic perspective, they're always just villains and the narrative is totally just treating them as if being revolutionaries makes them evil" (wrong, read several side stories that Barber wrote). Like literally the moral of the story is just "read something besides MTMTE."

And I'm not complaining about people who are just curious or don't know. I'm talking specifically about people who complain, or say MTMTE is bad, or generally act as if JRO's writing/MTMTE/LL represents the entirety of IDW1 and basically act like, if JRO didn't write it it doesn't exist and clearly since he didn't write it that means no one else did. Like please I'm begging you to read the other less popular but still good series in IDW1 and you'll find multiple stories/ideas that they tell that MTMTE/LL doesn't.

#also it's just funny to me that mtmte/ll readers will complain about there being no decepticons #my brother in christ you are reading the story about autobots in an autobot ship going on an autobot adventure #like. the entire premise is that it's a ship full of autobots and a few other random people they pick up #why are you reading the autobot story and getting mad it's mostly about autobots. this is the TF idw equivalent of 'read another book'#also don't complain about how the story never talked about xyz thing when you've only read one single series #squiggposting #granted i don't think JRO and his work are without flaw but like #idk i think there's just something about how like. just bc JRO didn't write it doesn't mean you can't find it elsewhere in idw #that and people seem too inclined to think that the comic writers all conspired to write/not write certain things for an agenda #when in reality they were just a bunch of independent writers trying to make things kinda coherent but mainly doing their own things #anyways. i would recommend reading the phase 2 dinobot trilogy by barber and the autocracy trilogy by metzen #barber's stuff in general is worth reading. i don't like a lot of his choices but he DID choose to write about them #i think it's worth reading his stuff if only as food for thought and more ideas even if his execution was middling in many parts #i also think mscott's stuff isn't talked about much and is underrated for how much exciting stuff is in it

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cloverwoodss · 1 year

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I forgot SAD (Seasonal Affective Depression) is a thing.

Yesterday and today I’ve been feeling so down and emotional. Like I feel decent but at the same time I’m on a thin line of almost bawling my ass off from the smallest of things.

It’s because it’s been hot.

Yesterday and today it was so hot I was sweating and I forgot how much the heat and Sun depresses me.

Majority of people have the opposite, rain and cold makes them depressed. I have the less widely ‘popular’ one where the Sun and heat causes it. It’s the same disorder but different spectrum!

I got so use to being happier with months of cold and rain I forgot how debilitating it can be…

I don’t know if I can handle Cali heat this year :[[[[ I already feel like death.

#seasonal affective depression #I want to live elsewhere so badly #Blog in the Woods #you have no idea how awful it feels when you see people complain about the rain #Like you know it shouldn’t make you upset but it does #like I’m not going to tell them not to complain because they’re just opposite of me but seeing so much hate on something that is #like the life in my veins is like so upsetting in the stupidest way #I can’t even look in the Seasonal affective depression tag because of it #all the talk about how summer is almost here is uugghhhh #please no #clouds come back #you’re too beautiful to hide #rain please return and let me feel the chill of your love #let me bundle up and enjoy the feeling of coming inside after being in the cold #the warmth on my cheeks as my body temp starts to level out again #sharing warmth with your pet or with a SO #bundling up with the cutest softest blankets #I want to see my breath as I breath outside #I want all of that and so much more #I’m so fucking sad

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cleargreyskies · 4 months

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Nothing like the end of a year to really drive home your feelings of loneliness.

(some venting in the tags, it's that time of the year again. also to the two people from offline life potentially reading this: this is obviously not about you and I care about you deeply)

#delete later #i might leave this city next year and i do not have any friends elsewhere and even the ones here are not enough. it scares me.#justo nce i would like to spend new year's eve with a group of friends who care about each other and me #i love my girlfriend and i am so happy to spend time with her and looking forward to shared celebrations and all. i just need some other #additional connections somewhere and at this time of the year the loneliness that is pretty much part of my personality now always gets the #better of me.#i felt fine and mostly content with my social life in summer.#but the uncertain future and the already existing lack of deeper connections in a quantity and also qulaity that would be good for me is #draining.#i am also behind on work and stressed and my mother has a broken leg and can't move much so christmas will be bleaker than usual already.#actually everything combined might just be something to talk to the university's mental health counseling again. you don't always have to b #at breaking point to ask for some guidance.#/end of oversharing #ergh rereading this makes me want to delete it right away but this is still my diary so #i also have to add that i am making some efforts. i go to a martial arts class. i play d&d with some people (admittedly my flatmate and my #gf + 3 others). i go swimming with my gf + 2 people. i am active in a nature conservation group at my university. just - everyone there #always seems to have enough close connections already AND i am scared to get too close to people i might have to leave behind.#typing this out has actually helped me get some ideas on what to do. so i am cringing less about having put this out there.#still feeling bad but willing to make an effort #personal log

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starbuck · 6 months

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geography class is so dangerous… they’ve spent this entire unit emphasizing how easy and fun it is to travel around Europe…

my bank account is sweating.

#like. IF i go it will not be for a few years #but i am unofficially planning something now #it didn’t help that my world-traveling cousin came to visit and talked about all her cool trips #i was truly doomed #i’m encouraged by the fact that i have several years to gain basic skills in several languages so that i’m not too useless #it’s really not that hard - it’s just a matter of putting the time in #and i’m encouraged by how many friends from here i could visit #y’all will take me to the Good Stuff so i don’t accidentally get stuck in tourist traps #i’m actually really excited by this idea bc for so long i was like ‘no no no - i’ve gotta travel around the U.S. more first’#but NOW i’ve devised a U.S. travel plan called ‘working seasonal field positions’#so there’s potential for my vacation time to be spent elsewhere!#i’m gonna have to actually think about this and a budget and all that #but it’s not that serious yet so i can just think about it like :))

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handfulofmuses · 9 months

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every time i watch netflix wsd

it stings :D

#just streamed with a friend and everything is bittersweet so now i'm emotional again #i have so many thoughts about netflix wsd and no idea where to put it i spam this blog enough as it is #but i refuse to move the rabbits elsewhere bc i dont wanna and dont have time to move #this is literally the best adaption i don't care what anyone else says #the dialogue #the speeches #the characters #the landscape #THE SOUNDTRACKS.#the fact that they did NOT hold back on Efrafa #pretty much everything that's happening in there #and i know i said before how i didn't like that woundwort says he is not afraid #but he has grown on me #since it kinda makes sense in this narrative #and in the book they point out his unnatural way of living anyway #i have so many thoughts about woundwort and orchis in this #honestly i just want to talk about wsd and all of its characters so much but where to even begin

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random-blep · 1 year

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I was trying to write a modern human au fic that focuses on Xiao but I kept getting distracted talking about the little details that are nice to focus on but also aren't doing anything for the plot really.

Stuff such as a blend of tea and how nice it's flavor is , how one knows the importance of balancing your purchases as to not strain your wallet, followed by the fact that simple pleasures such as a more expensive tea as it's important to balance your finances but also do things that are nice for yourself, the pharmacy in Liyue is stupidly built with so many stairs and said pharmacy is not wheelchair accessable, also describing a little room that Xiao used for meditating in but there being no reason for me to describe it as the scene isn't in there

#i get thoughts on the first draft that make the pages fill up but they're just stuff thats gonna be removed and used elsewhere later #like if i write it out completely and decide to actually make a proper story out of it it will need heavy work #but thats all just talk tho cause i dont even have a specific plot in mind #i mean it's gonna be about xiao and his life but im not sure if it gonna have anything like romance #i mean its already got talk about disability and mental health and xiaos isolation from others due to those things #it might also talk about topics of trauma and coming to terms that getting help #but also like its gonna definitely show xiaos guilt for being alive cause hes only gonna get worse and hes just trouble to those around him #like its definitely talkinh about some heavy topics if i ever finish it and polish it up cause i do want to share it #ill totally talk more about it if you guys are interested in it cause i think the idea for it is very interesting #genshin impact #fic planning #xiao

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mars-ipan · 1 year

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thinking abt natphi

#me n a friend at the time decided both of our dnd characters would be stuck in that difficult place between ‘besties’ and ‘deeply in love’#and i think about it ALL THE TIME #but that friend and i don’t talk anymore (no falling out we just grew apart) and. idk #it’d feel weird to talk about their oc considering we don’t talk #but i think about that relationship natphi has soooo often #bc nat spent a lot of her life alone. most of it #and then she met luca (the friend’s oc). and the two got on like a house on fire #and i don’t think natphi realizes it. but she’s in love #and. i dunno they’ve both been through some shit but they find comfort in each other #and luca sometimes helps natphi perform #and they keep almost kissing backstage but they Never Talk About It #plus luca has a backstory element of looking for a girl she lost- a girl she loved #and that adds a whole other foil #natphi refuses to even entertain the idea that something could be happening. luca’s eyes are elsewhere #don’t fuck this up just because of your ego #and while luca isn’t my character and i can’t speak for her. i think she feels for natphi as well #but she has to deal with that conflict of past vs present. does she sacrifice a blossoming romance to chase after someone who may be dead #or does she try to move on despite how much of a betrayal it feels like #idk there’s just so many LAYERS to it. they’re in love but they don’t acknowledge it. they’re tragic and yet they’re beautiful #and i think they exist in that stasis for a long time #idk if they ever get together. i like to think they do but maybe not #maybe they’re stuck in limbo forever. star-crossed #they have each other’s friendship yes. but there’s something else there and they struggle to realize it #idk i’m thinking abt the song butch 4 butch and it is literally just them #but once again. luca isn’t my character so i’d feel bad using her likeness #but i also don’t wanna replace her. luca is important to natphi’s story #idk maybe i should contact that friend. if i get their insta i could credit them in any posts including luca #we were good friends too. bet it’d be fun to catch up #natphi

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rubenesque-as-fuck · 2 years

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Soooo I guess I have a date for Wednesday evening now? That happened a lot faster than I expected.

Feeling weird. Nervous. Apprehensive. Lots of other emotions that are harder to nail down. The idea of it going well is almost scarier than it being a bust.

#it's also dumb because it feels like cheating even though d has made it crystal clear that he's done with me #this is why i was so vigilant about not catching feeling for so long #because when i let myself get invested in someone then it's so hard to disentangle myself and my feelings later #and even with us still talking and 'just being friendly' I feel weird about the idea of telling him that I'm looking elsewhere #because a little stupid part of me still wishes he'd come back to me and want me again #and if i move on what if I'm closing that door completely #i really liked that door #fuck man i hate having needs and emotions it's bullshit #also as a disclaimer i am fully aware of the bad news of the wider world right now #but keeping myself isolated and bottling up my feelings about personal trials because there are bad things happening elsewhere won't help #dating nonsense

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orcelito · 1 year

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i remembered libero a due

this is not good timing

#speculation nation #ladue shit #I REMEMBERED......................... my subplot of akira being in love with ryuji back in high school dlkjfsldkf #but he was like 'im in love with a straight boy :(' and had a whole angst fest b4 eventually moving on #only to . ok this is spoilers but i want like post fic for him to be talking to ryuji #and ryuji offhandedly mentioning that he had a crush on akira in high school (who is currently dating akechi)#and akira being like. 'wait. youre fucking shitting me'#can u imagine being 20 ish years old. got a Great boyfriend. a great band. living ur best life #and then u find out the straight boy you were head over heels for in high school who is also ur best friend #HE WAS INTO YOU TOO...#lmao i want for it to be poly in the end. bc i do love the idea of it #this being Uhhh ryuji already dating yusuke so he really did say this as just a 'haha isnt that funny' kind of thing #except then akira's like. 'ok wait. wait just a Fucking second. i need to go talk to goro.'#bc is he actually over ryuji? no lmfao.#BUT then the four of them can be poly. it all works out.#i was thinking of this being a post-fic thing. a sequel if you will. so that the main thing can just be akeshu #for all u akeshu lovers out there lol. & then the sequel would be polythieves #hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm now im thinking about ladue.#this is bad timing bc of the impending discacc anniversary. i Cannot afford to turn my attention elsewhere #but if this holds up. who knows. maybe i could keep working on this fic lsdkjflsdkfj #after Uhhhhhhhhhh an entire year and a half (and counting). whoops.

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gingerbreadmonsters · 2 years

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ginger i have now been watching outsidexbox hitman videos for the past 4 and a half hours

i dont know what you’ve done to me but i thank you for introducing me to this part of the world

OUTSIDEXBOX!!! BELOVEDS!!! ARE THEY NOT THE GODS OF FUNNY I LOVE THEM ALL

i fucking LOVE their hitman playthroughs they are the most hilarious things to me and i live andy's 47 voice "it's my first day....." the flamingo battleaxe escalation from hitman 2 is one of my favourites that they've done, although i am a bit peeved that they didn't pick up on one of the target's names being the totally random, not at all a reference 'levi akerman'

if you like watching dnd, they have a whole series with the oxbox and oxtra crews together!! it's called oxventure and it's all on youtube, plus a bonus thingy called oxventure in the dark which i'm told is very good 😍

#i have not yet dipped my toe into oxventure yet but im very close #i put the hitman playlist on as the background music to my life #i also recommend their cocktail making videos for some lighthearted fun #aside from the list videos obv #i have very little idea about any of the games they talk about but i just think they're funny yk #also it feeds my soul listening to actually funny british content creators #a lot of brits on the internet are not v entertaining so i have to look elsewhere for funny #it's very nice to hear jokes and expressions in an accent like mine bc it feels like just having someone over for a natter #i stand in solidarity with you anon ✌️✌️✌️✌️#💕💕💕💕💕💕💕#ginger speaks to anons

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slttygeto · 4 months

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HUSBAND SUGURU! + PREGNANCY ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

tags: fem! reader, husband suguru!, nsfw, suguru is very hesitant about being a dad, but isnt forced into this :), reader is very motherly, dirty talk and talk about getting off the pill and being bred.

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Husband Suguru! whom before you even got married, sat you down and mentioned to you how starting a family wasn’t something he was looking forward to. you know of his past, of the trauma he’s been through. he fully expects you to break up with him when he tells you that, knows how much you want to have a baby of your own, but you don’t. instead, you cradle him in your arms and tell him that you love him and appreciate what you have right now, not what you don’t even see in the picture.

Husband Suguru! who swears he hasn’t changed his mind about babies, about starting a family in general even three years into the marriage. but when he sees you with your friend’s baby, the glow on your face, the motherly instinct—how you gently place your hand on the baby’s head, rock her back and forth and coo at her softly while her mother gets her food ready, his heart feels as though it is about to explode.

“There there baby girl,” your voice is barely above a whisper, and when the baby cries, your lip juts out and you pull the infant towards your chest in an attempt at soothing her. your eyes find his where he is sitting on the couch, and the lighthearted chuckle you give him pulls a nervous one out of his body. you are now convinced that your husband would never ever change his mind based on the horror painting his features as he turns to your friend’s husband to strike a conversation. but in reality, the topic of their conversation is all too surprising.

“Has it been difficult? You know, managing a career and taking care of the baby,”

“Oh yeah very,” the other man admits but Suguru doesn’t detect a single hint of regret in his voice. “but yknow, look at that,” he point his glass of water in the direction of his wife and you holding the baby. “seeing my wife with our baby, our creation—seeing her act all motherly like that? Totally worth it.”

Husband Suguru! who starts to consider the idea of getting you pregnant. he hopes for the rational part of his brain to win over, rather than the horny, disgustingly perverted one. but when you walk out of the shower in a crop top, his mind drifts elsewhere—and suddenly, the image of your belly swollen with his kids floods his mind and he has to put a pillow on his crotch to hide the very evident bulge in his pants.

Husband Suguru! who once he calms down and takes care of his raging boner, texts Satoru in a hurry, asking if they could meet up tomorrow morning. your husband tells you of his plans and you hum sleepily, telling him how catching up with his best friend seems like a good idea. Suguru drops the bomb on his best friend the moment they sit down and the ivory haired’s jaw almost meets the floor.

“You mean you wanna be a dad?”

“I’m not…too sure,” Suguru looks conflicted, he is holding his head in his hands. he knows very well that this is a topic that should be discussed with you, since you were the other person of interest in the situation. but he would hate to give you false hope, he’s seen the way your eyes light up at the mention of a baby, at one of your friends or colleagues being pregnant, how there’s a disappointed look on your face that you try so hard to conceal when Suguru gives you a face in response of a pregnancy announcement. but you are so patient, so accepting, you’ve never once forced him into anything. and truth be told, he wanted to see what kind of mother you would be to your baby—and then toddler, and then teenager and adult—you’d have a life together with a new person who would adapt either your personality or his, with a face of the love of his life. your baby could have your eyes and nose, he’s always pointed them out—even before you started dating.

“Dude, do you or do you not want to have a baby?”

“I don’t know man, it’s hard to think of.”

“Because you are thinking too hard about it,” Satoru says nonchalantly and it irks Suguru a little.

“I am not thinking too hard about it—this is a new responsibility, what if I am not fit to be a dad? I could be a failure for all we know—what if I pussy out of it and—“

“I would kill you.” Satoru warns the man and Suguru doesn’t try to hide how he stiffens up. “I am not joking, I would find you and bring you back to her as a sack of bones,”

“I wouldn’t betray her like that…”

“You’re too focused on the aspect of being a bad dad rather than a good one—yknow, you really think that she’d marry someone she doesn’t see fit as the future father of her children?” Satoru has a point. you did mention to him once (when Suguru was nowhere to be seen at a party you all attended) how falling in love with him was the best thing that’s ever happened to you, but the one thing that would top it is if he became a father to your children. Satoru, knowing his best friend’s stance on the topic, reminded you of how terrified the man was of the idea and all you did was give him a reassuring, understanding wave of your hands.

“I know, but I just know he’d love them hard and make them feel as safe as he makes me feel.”

Husband Suguru! who doesn’t really try to bring up the topic of ‘trying for a baby’. he cringes at the thought, feels as though it makes the process less romantic and intimate and more of a robotic task. as he is stripping you of your clothes, he is silent and lets his eyes wander over your figure. you are extremely shy tonight, unable to meet his eyes as his rough, calloused hands brush over the skin of your boobs before bending down to be at eye level with them. he brings the flesh inside his mouth and sucks—and blood rushes down to his groin at the thought of them being filled with milk, heavy and swollen, more sensitive than usual. his teeth graze the skin at an attempt to catch your attention and your thighs squeeze as you meet his eyes.

“Sugu…” your smaller hands rest on his face as he pulls away from your boobs to plant a heated kiss to your lips, effectively pushing you back on the bed. your back gently hits the mattress, and your chest is heaving in anticipation, unsure of what his next move would be.

“Baby,” he finally speaks up, nose brushing against your stomach as he brings his lips to the skin. “how about you drop the pill tomorrow?” he knows how much of a horrible job he is doing at this, but he feels you move, supporting yourself on your elbows.

“w-why would I do that?” your eyebrows are furrowed in confusion, and Suguru wishes to brush his thumb over the tense skin of your forehead.

Suguru is shameless as he kisses further south, planting his kiss above the tuft of your pubic hair before pushing your panties to the side. He parts the lips and gives your clit a kiss before moving to your inner thighs.

“why not? It’s doing horrible things to your body—“ he brushes his nose over your clit as he speaks. “beside, we need you off the pill if we want a baby, don’t you think?” when you don’t react to his words, Suguru looks up only to find you staring down at him with parted lips and eyes glossed over with tears.

“…are you sure?” you ask softly, and your husband swears he could never say no to you if you asked like that all the time.

“very,”

Husband Suguru! who fucks you with a new purpose. each drive of his hips fueling the other to go harder, deeper, to keep pushing his cum inside you and plant his seed deep within. your cunt does a great job at showing Suguru how ecstatic and excited you are with his sudden change of heart. you keep squeezing around him, barely able to keep your sounds in—he fucks you so deeply that the sound of skin to skin is louder than your moans and his groans. when he puts you on all fours, the cum starts to drip out of you but he pushes it back in with two thick fingers, lips pressed to your ass cheek.

“want more?”

“mmm! please,” you whine when he aligns his tips with your folds and fixes your arch with a hand on the small of your back. the gasp that escapes your lips when he fucks into you hard makes Suguru chuckle and he rubs your sides, soothing you.

“no need to beg for it,” he leans down and presses a kiss to your nape. “I’d gladly fill you up.”

Husband Suguru! who stiffens up when you show him the positive pregnancy test. up until this point, he is in control of his emotions—he lets you cry in his arms about how scary all of this was, despite you saying you’ve always wanted a baby. he is supportive, understanding of the heightened emotions that you are experiencing—when he sees your tears turn into happy ones, only half of him is able to relax. clearly, he is nervous but he doesn’t wanna show it. not right now.

The first ultrasound during your pregnancy was nerve racking—your hand squeezed your husband’s as you stared at the screen showing what appeared to be your unborn baby. Very tiny, but still there.

“Okay mom and dad,” the doctor presses the ultrasound transducer a bit lower on your stomach, a small smile on his face. “I got some news for you.”

“Good?” your anxious voice has Suguru rubbing his thumb on the back on your hand.

“It depends, how long have you been trying for this baby?” You couldn’t exactly disclose of your very active sex life, but you do give the doctor hints that it was definitely wanted.

“Well, look over here—“ he points to the screen with his gloved finger, ushering Suguru to come closer. “Look over here dad, what do you see?”

Suguru swallows hard as he stares at the screen in confusion, unsure of what to say. “..a baby?”

“Babies. Congratulations, you’re pregnant with twins.”

Your husband whips his head towards you fast, and you cover your mouth in shock. This wasn’t planned—twins? And for a first time? You didn’t know if the tears streaming down your face were of excitement or fear that maybe you weren’t ready for this.

But Suguru still comforts you, holds you in his arms—tells you that maybe finding out the gender won’t make all of this sound scary anymore. He knew you never really had a preference for gender—you were a natural mom.

However, finding out the gender was an emotional experience for the same man who never thought he would become a father.

Husband Suguru! who tells Satoru to buy the gender reveal cake for you two. he doesn’t want to throw a party, and neither do you. finding out within the privacy of your own home seemed like the best option—you didn’t want to reveal that you were pregnant to any family members—at least not yet.

“Are you ready?” You hold your own glass as you wait for your husband to stand next to you. Your bump wasn’t that evident yet, but signs of pregnancy were starting to show on your body and it brought this warm feeling to Suguru’s body.

“Yeah, hold my hand.” You chuckle slightly at his request but comply either way. Each of you holds their own glass above the cake before looking away as you push it down—you hold your breath, Suguru rests his forehead on your shoulder as he mumbles something about not being able to look at the cake. But you muster up the courage and lift your glass, eyes wide and lips parted in shock.

“Sugu—“ you don’t need to tell him to look, he was already staring at the glass with teary eyes. The pink frosting wasn’t something he was expecting to see—he knew he was going to be happy with either but two little girls? His own baby girls—the thought of being a girl dad brings tears to his eyes and you’re quickly pulling him towards you.

“Oh baby,” you hold back your own tears as you comfort your emotional husband, his arms wrapped around your middle. You hear little sniffles and a hand rubs your back before feeling a pair of lips pressed to your forehead.

“Gonna be the prettiest mom to the prettiest girls. Ever.”

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