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markiemelon · 6 months

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hii! i just found out about your blog! i wanted to request something but i also wanted to compliment your work! you have the writing style that pulls me in so that i really read the story word for word (most of the time i just skim through the entire fic to just get to the ending lol) so thank you for existing and writing these stories. they feel like a big hug! keep up the good work, i will definetly read your work in the future and catch up on your other work that i havent gotten to yet!

as for my request haha, i was wondering if you could write for jeno? im a sucker for soft jeno, but i cant really find anything that isnt wayyy too cringey. tbh soft jeno is very rare i feel like *sobs*

like, jeno is a really cold boyfriend who doesnt really show his affection, and even when he does, he doesnt admit it. for example, when he prepares a gift for you, he puts it in a place where a lot of people can access, so that you dont know that its him. haha and then when you ask him abt it, he pretends he has no idea what ur talking abt.

the only time that jeno is soft and cuddly is when ur abt to sleep or when hes sleepy.

can u js write abt jeno being exceptionally cuddly one day in bed, and the reader is really surprised?

also maybe jeno confesses abt sweet things hes done for reader in the past?

if ur not interested, please ignore! i know i wrote a lot haha, sorry.

bye!

@dungiewungie you are the sweetest. im so flattered. thank you for reading my stories!!!! thank youuu!!! so much!!!!! ♡ ♡ ♡

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☆ genre. flufffff + no warnings

☆ pairings. jeno x gn!reader

{11:55 pm ~ ♡}

you and jeno didn’t live together, but somehow he always found a way back to your place. he loved staying with you. he loved the way that the pillows smelled of your shampoo and how your perfume lingered on the silky sheets…

side by side, you and jeno lied in your bed, heads sunken into your pillows.

“yn, why do you have so many pillows? we can barely fit on this bed.”

he was right, you did have way too many pillows, but you liked piling them up and burring yourself to feel cozy.

he tried to throw some off to the side of the bed but you wouldn’t let him. “noo. i need all of them.”

jeno rolled his eyes and pretended to act annoyed. he shuffled around a bit to get comfortable despite drowning in the fluffiness around him. the two of you lied in silence for a moment.

“talk to me.” he said.

“talk to you?” you answered.

“yeah. it helps me sleep.” his voice was quiet.

your lips stretched past your teeth as you thought of all the things you could talk to jeno about. you figured now would be the perfect time to confront him about something since he couldn’t really go anywhere...

“remember that time you got jealous when my secret admirer sent me flowers?”

“yeah… “ he said shyly. “also..i gave you those flowers.” he confessed, a bit hesitantly. “that was before we started dating so i was kind of embarrassed.” jeno rubbed the nape of his neck.

he avoided looking at you; he was just too flustered to.

hearing that made your cheeks light up. “jenooooooo!” you wanted to give him the biggest hug, but you knew he hated your cuteness aggression. so you just told him how adorable he was, and went back to drifting off to sleep…

“yn. come here.”

your head perked up as you gladly placed yourself the closest you could to jeno while still lying side-by-side.

“no” he said, “here.”

jeno put his arm around your back, and pulled your head to rest on top of his chest. “i meant here.”

you didn’t say anything, you just giggled to yourself as you thought about how funny it was that out of all the pillows you had to choose from, he was the softest one.

thank you thank youuu for requesting! i haven’t had much time to write so I’m sorry this took soooo long. i really hope you like it ♡

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fcknstar · 1 year

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,,locked up with you "

marcuslopez x fem! reader

a.n : this was requested and its been such a long time since ive watched deadly class omfg. im abit rusty in writing him and m vv sorry. i hope this is okay and could go to the suggestive way which m going to make a part 2 of! my taglist!

warnings : intoxication?, suggestive ending

**lowercase intended**

there was only one rule that was greatly feared by the students. “ never kill another student in and outside school grounds. “ it was widely known among students that there was once an incident that happened, the culprit facing grave punishments.

walking back to your dorm to set your thing down before getting lunch was the only thing you looked forward to. you enjoyed eating as much as you enjoyed eating it with your best friend. despite being one of the most respected students here, you didnt care if people gave you the side eye if they caught you being friends with the rats. it was normal some of the royals from other groups to bust down your door to take you to serve you a reminder to never communicate with that “ filthy rat “ you associated yourself with. lex, petra and billy were the only few rats you enjoyed being with. the rest? not really what you are looking for in a friend. of course, being friends with the rats doesnt mean that you get along with every single rat you see. for example marcus. ever since he joined kings dominion, hes nothing but a stuck up bitch. just because rumors has it that he killed an entire orphanage, he thinks that everyone will fear him.

going out of your dorm to meet up with lex, you were met with a hard chest. when the scent smacked you in the face, you knew exactly who you bumped into.

" hey! arent you going to apologize? " marcus voiced out.

ignoring him, you quite literally had to push yourself out of his big figure, dodging him as he tried to push you against the wall. seeing lex in the distance, you called out for him and pretending that marcus isnt trying to kill you. of course, angered by your actions, he tried to scare you off, when the master lins people started pushing everyone into random dorms. to your luck, you were in your dorm with lex. to your luck, marcus was too in it.

" another student have been found dead and im going to find out who. " master lins voice echoed through the empty halls.

" oh my, t's lockdown. well, seems like we are going to miss lunch, beautiful. " lex chuckled.

" beautiful? you? calling her beautiful? are you seriou- " marcus started pestering you, gesturing all kinds of hand signs that nearly looked similar to gang signs.

" well, she is one of the finest women here in kings dominion. hey, you got any glue and a plastic pencil case? " lex started looking around the room for the said items, making marcus frown in confusion.

" its in the drawer in my desk. to the left " you knew lex found it when you heard eager sniffing after a fart-like sound signaling that he emptied the glue out.

" ohh.. " marcus concluded that lex wanted to get high. of course.

it had been afew hours and lex got knocked out after being starved and getting high on an empty stomach. you were on your bed looking through your textbooks for answers to the chemistry equations.

" you know those are really easy to answer. "

" hey, im talking to you. " youve ignored him, not once, not twice but three times.

" would you please shut up? if you want to talk, whisper " glancing at lex snoring softly.

" someones mad. " marcus looked up from whatever book he saw lying around, watching you scratch your head in confusion.

" you know, if you need helP- ouch " marcus was met with a book that was flung into his way. another indication of you wanting him to shut up. he watched the way you looked at lex, giggling about how stupid he looks, lying on the ground breathing slowly.

turning to your side to look at marcus, you huffed.

“ why do act the way you are? acting so high and mighty when you are just a timid rat? “

“ well i did- “

“ didnt burn the orphanage down. fuckface did. “ you deadpanned.

“ ho- how did you.. “ marcus began sinking into the chair, realizing that you had figured him out which scared him.

“ i know who fuckface is, marcus. “ you slowly advance towards him.

“ and something is telling me that he is after you.. for stealing his name.” you ran a finger against his neck, gesturing that fuckface was coming for his head.

“ so, if i were you, id start running. “ you whispered, faces inches from his. lips close enough that if one of you were to lean in, your lips would be connected.

marcus thought it was going to happen, everything you said flew out of his mind as he could only think of you. he would never admit it, but he was greatly attracted to you when he saw you in school. he felt something turn in his stomach, the undeniably annoying heat that he was tremendously feeling. so when you pulled away, he was caught off guard. jumping back onto your bed, you sighed happily, as if nothing ever happened between you two.

“ i know the fucking game youre playing, ( name ) . “ marcus whispered.

“ oh do you now ? “ you smiled softly.

it was when marcus pushed your books away from your bed, moving towards you. once he was in the same eye length with you, he whispered, “ may i? “

it didnt have to be a verbal response, it was plenty to understand that you wanted it too.

taglist :

@superpositvecloudshipper

#one shots #imagines #answered #marcus lopez imagine #marcus lopez x reader #marcus lopez arguello #benjamin wadsworth #mattheo x you #mattheoxreader #mattheo riddle

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burntb4bydoll · 1 year

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PLEASE HEAR ME OUT 👂🏻

Cockwarming with Bill. He isn’t moving but you’re whining and begging him to move, pulling at his hair. chasing release. I just know Bill has a daddy kink. I just know it

Words cannot express how bad i wanna kiss you for this ily

Bill Kaulitz x fem!reader

Warnings: cockwarming, daddy kink, hair pulling, dumbification (idk if thats spelled right im so confused help)

Bill has you sitting in his lap, facing him so that you didn’t get in his way. He was too busy doing god knows what on his computer to pay attention to your whining and attempts at grinding on him. You had practically begged him to let you sit on him while he worked, but you’re definitely starting to regret your choices.

“Stop moving. I told you that if I let you do this, you’d have to be a good girl and stay still.” His voice was sweet but you knew he was serious. You let out another muffled whine into his chest, trying to still your hips that seemed to have a mind of their own. One of his hands leave the computer to stroke your hair in attempt to calm you down. That only held you off for about 3 more minutes until you started to rock your hips again.

“D-daddy please. I wanna cum so bad please.” You sounded absolutely pathetic. He had told you exactly what was going to happen before you even crawled into his lap but you didn’t listen. He completely ignores your pleas and continues to stare at the screen, but he was no longer working. He was just sitting there pretending to not care to make you even more worked up. Although he couldn’t keep this up for long because you started to tug on his hair, rocking your hips are much as you could to try and please yourself.

“Aw, my poor dumb girl. You’re trembling, honey.” He pulls back to look at you, watching as your glossy eyes roll back slightly at his words. Your hips are suddenly stilled by his hands, making you whimper as tears start to form in your eyes.

“Daddy! Please just fuck me already, I’ll be so good..” your begging makes him smile. He watches as your hands fly back up to his hair, pulling on it to try and break free of his firm hold on your hips.

“Oh yeah? You’re not being very good right now though, are you? Yanking on daddys hair isnt gonna you what you want. You know that.” Before you could say anything, one of his hands leaves your hip to grab your chin and he kisses you. The kiss was messy and rushed, which mean that he was also getting needy. You pulled back to look at him and his lips were glossy and red, he just looked so beautiful.

“You look so pretty, daddy. I love you.” You knew that being sweet would get you what you want.

“I love you too, baby. You’re so cute. Let me make you feel good, yeah?”

#tokio hotel x reader #bill kaulitz x reader #tokio hotel smut #tokio hotel #tokio hotel fanfic #bill kaulitz #bill kaulitz smut #bill kaulitz fanfic #kaulitz twins

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dunmeshi-darlings · 2 months

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eeee i love your writing!!! could i get chilchuck comforting a crying reader (who's normally very bubbly and happy)? Bonus if they're crying bc they think their feelings for chilchuck are unrequited 🫣

Thank you kindly dear anon, i hope your day is going well and that you have rested well and ate well.

Chilchuck was never good with emotions, both his and other peoples. He kept his own emotions hidden so as not to appear vulnerable. And when it came to other peoples emotions he was fine with the positive ones...but quickly became awkward when things turn negative.

In fact he might be the worst (well second worst possibly) when it comes to dealing with emotional issues. So when he walks in and sees you crying he freezes up like a deer caught in the headlights. Its such a foreign sight to him he wasnt even sure if he was seeing it right.

You have always been such a bright cheery person, No matter the situation you were always the one that had the biggest grin across your face telling everyone its going to be ok, to not give up and push on. That was one of the things chilchuck liked about you the most, even if he would talk about how a situation was impossible or that it was to dangerousm you were always the one reassuring him that things were going to be ok. He never said it but it really meant alot to him, usually he would just ignore it or blow it off but he knows deep down it helps him more than he lets on.

He stares at you sobbing, wide eyed for a few moments before quickly making his way over to you. "WOAH woah hey Y/N hey hey its ok! its ok, whats wrong are you hurt?"

He says quickly sitting down beside you putting an arm around you instinctually. He normally isnt one to get physical when it came to comforting people but it was just something he did before he even realized he was doing it.

"Im fine...im just stupid..a stupid stupid idiot...an idiot that should have known better" You said through tears before breaking into sobs again, chilchuck looked around awkwardly before pulling you into him to cry, he sat there patting your back trying to comfort you as best he could. patting your back and repeatedly saying it was ok softly.

Eventually when you finally manage to calm down he wipes away some tears from your face before speaking up. "Now tell me whats going on? what do you mean know beter?" You want to tell him the truth, it had been eating you alive for days and days now. But tonight you realized what the actual truth was, and it was to much and broke you to pieces, it was a truth you had tried to ignore but couldnt and it broke your very being. You dont want to tell anyone about it, let alone him...but you know he wont let you hide away and pretend like this wasnt happening. so you take a deep breath and speak.

"im sorry chilchuck...i know this is going to make you feel awkward...and i know..i know you dont feel the same way.....but i like you, i REALLY like you...i care about you more than anyone else. and i know its stupid and i should just get over it but...it hurts.." you admit to him, not even looking at him, With how you feel right now your sure you wouldnt want him seeing your face right now. He didnt say anything, he only stared wide eyed at you. You should have known this was how he was going to react, you know how he felt about inter group relationships so you know he wouldnt want any part of being with you. However your miserable thoughts were interrupted as he pulled you into a tight hug.

"hey dont talk like that...if there is anyone here thats an idiot its me. I do care about you, I really do. You mean alot more to me than you realize, and you help me stay sane down here." He says squeezing you tight, you sniffle softly as you cant believe what your hearing. "Im not great with emotions...both dealing with other people and my own. Whenever you would be so positive and cheery it would make me genuinely happy, but i didnt want to get to attached so id play it off or something but genuinely you have helped me so much down here. I also have....other reasons on why im so hesitant to show emotions that im not ready to talk about just yet...but i do care about you...in fact i think i might like you the same way you like me. I just struggle being open about things you know? i should have been honest with you and open about my feelings back...that way you wouldnt have to deal with this. Im sorry, But to make it up to you, once we rescue falin and leave the dungeon why dont i take you to dinner?"

You couldnt believe what you were hearing, he had feelings for you to?! you couldnt believe it, you could feel yourself hugging him close as you smiled into his shoulder. "That sounds great, id love to."

#dungeon meshi #dungeon meshi x reader #chilchuck #chilchuck x reader

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enidsinclairaddamsthesecond · 2 months

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Could you please do a Mattheo Riddle angst to fluff? Basically f!reader gets jealous because a girl has been flirting with Mattheo but he’s oblivious. Reader gets angry but stays silent, giving Mattheo the silent treatmenr. He finally has enough and blows up at reader and ends up saying something like “All this because of you and your trust issues.” Reader gets upset at that because she has a hard time trusting people, she walks out but later on Mattheo turns up at her dorm and can’t sleep. He’s really tired and he apologises properly, then they just end up cuddling but could you include details? Like reader rubbing his back, massaging his scalp, him lying on her chest.

A/N- absolutely! Congratulations for being the first to ask me! Is it okay if it is inspired from a song? And if it does not match your exact description, my apologies.

Inspired Song: "Gangsta" by Kehlani.

A Gangsta Love (requested)

Summary: You have been avoiding Mattheo for awhile. He's too ingenuous to realize whats and who's there in his surroundings! You have been friends for more than seven years now, and just recently you got the guts to confess your love to him. In fact he told you that he loved you back, but did he keep his words? No, plus he allowed himself to be flirted by some random girl(s).

Warnings: Cussing, f!reader, jealous!reader, typical Mattheo, angst to fluff, a little spicy at the end, mentions of blood and violence. (but not in detail)

Mattheo was resting his head over the couch and was studying; The History Of Magic, out of no choice as exams were approaching. The common room was silent and all his friends were out playing/ seeing the sunset. He cussed himself for not studying the previous week itself. You and your friend entered the common room laughing and giggling. "Yeah sure y/n!" Your friend laughs at you, teasing her, for her ex-crush. "I got detention though, I had to be there with professor Snape at five, its 4.50 now! I better go there before he gives me another one!" She says to you. "Enjoy!" you laugh as she rushes out of the common room. All this girl-chattering made Mattheo turn at your direction, He noticed you and waved at you. But you simple rolled your eyes and ran into the girls dormitory. You went into your room and closed the door behind. "jerk" you mumble.

Your pov I sat down on my bed and opened the 'The history of magic' textbook to learn for the final exams that were approaching. But I couldnt focus as my mind drifted back to the days where me and Mattheo were 'friends'. When this friendship turned into love. It destroyed everything. Its true when they say that; if you turn your friendship into relationship; you will lose both. I shuddered as someone knocked the door; "come in!" I say, hoping it to be y/f/n. Instead a familiar dark brown eyes greeted me. "Mattheo?!" I say half surprised, but deep in my mind,i recalled the moment when I saw him with, two girls, who were flirting with him; the moment where he simply smiled back at them instead of stopping them. "Y/N!" he smiled at me, but i did not return it. "Its been days since we last talked- isnt it?" saying so he came and sat beside me to which I reluctantly allowed, as i didnt want him to think that i am acting differently. "Is everything alright?" he asks. I simply nod and pretend to study, trying to ignore him.

After awhile, of him staring at me. "y/n please! I cant stand this anymore! Your ignoring me, glaring at me, and completely act like i do not exsist! Atleast tell me what i did! Did i do something wrong?" he asks politely, but i could feel his patience was running out. He takes his plam and caressed my cheek using his thumb, it felt heavenly - his soft touch and gentle caress. I got to admit I missed it for awhile. But i refused to fall for it this time. I jerked my head away from him, and scoffed. "why are you scoffing at me?" his tone increased, but he tried his best to stay calm. "Dont pretend you dont know why Matt!" I say keeping my voice low. "WHY? I dont know! just tell me for gods sake y/n!" he shouts. "You fucking allowed yourself to- to…" I try to say when my voice started to crack, betraying me. "I fucking WHAT?" he asked his voice raising a little. "Remember last friday?" "the party?" he said after a thought. "yes! In the party, do you remember two girls were flirting with you?" He raised a brow, and nodded. "Oh you mean Sarah and July?" "whoever! they FLIRTED with you, thats the point! Do I have to spell that out?" I shout. "Flirted? NO!-" "Dont lie Mattheo! I saw everything!" I snap at him which only made him more angry. "DONT JUMP INTO CONCLUSIONS Y/N! YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT HAPPENED THERE-" "I saw with my own damn eyes Mattheo! The way she was touching you- THATS JUST DISGUSTING! The worst part is- YOU ALLOWED HER TO DO THAT!" saying so I turned away from his glare. I noticed his cheeks were red and it was quite clear that he is getting furious. "Y/N" he tried to pull me closer to him but I dodged his hand. "NO! DONT! I just confessed to you a week ago and you said Y-E-S didnt you? You said you like me back! BUT YOU ALREADY PROVED THAT YOU WONT KEEP OUR RELATIONSHIP STRONG!" I scoffed, "Maybe you just said that for a show- maybe you didn't want to hurt me- so you said that you liked me back for some sake!" "I DON'T LIKE YOU Y/N-" he says. "I LOVE YOU! I always did! Maybe I didn't have time to tell you but I always have!" his voice becomes low. "DON'T LEAD ME ON!" "LEAD YOU? Your joking right? I ACTUALLY MEANT IT!" he shouted, blood rushed into his cheeks, fury filled him instantly. "ALRIGHT! SO WHAT ABOUT THE FLIRTING HUH?" I fold my arms and glare at him. "you ALLOWED yourself to get flirted but two girls who sure looks prettier than me! That gives it away!" "Flirting? GOD Y/N! That wasn't what it seems to be-" "Flirting or not, you were too close to them, too close to be just friends or classmates or whatever excuses you may give!" " THIS IS ALL BECAUSE YOU AND YOUR TRUST ISSUES! I ALWAYS LIKED YOU Y/N, I JUST CANT IMAGINE WHAT MY CHILDHOOD WOULD HAVE BEEN IF YOU HADN'T BEEN THERE WITH ME! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH! BUT STILL YOU THINK I MAY CHEAT ON YOU! I CANT BELIEVE IT!" he slams fist on my desk that shattered, the very next moment his hands met it. I gasp and cover my mouth horrified to see a glass piece that was piercing his palm. Blood trickled out of his wound threatening to fall on the ground, but he was resilient. He pulled the glass piece out of his palm, "EPISKEY!" He cried, and the magic healed the wound immediately. He sighed and looked at me. I could feel his fury still burning slightly inside his eyes. At this moment I drowned in guilt. was I too harsh? I thought. "Mattheo-" I try to say, but he silenced me by turning away and walked out of the door.

I fell on my bed and squeezed the tears that were forming in my eyes. The salt of my tear was burning my skin as it flowed down my cheeks. It felt like an invisible hand was choking my neck. And I felt difficult to breath. More hot tears flowed down from my eyes making my vision blurry. 'I'm sorry Matt! Im sorry' I whined through my cries. All I wanted now was him. I wanted to say sorry. I wanted him to forgive me for my outburst. I wanted him. I realized, I needed him. And I felt very bad for throwing all my anger at him. I was jealous. I admit. He didnt deserve this. I cried louder but I managed to muffle it by covering my face with the pillow.

The door opened with a loud BAM! But I didnt raise my head to see who it was. An arm pulled me into a hug; I shuddered and tried to pull away, but then realized it was Mattheo. I gave in and let him pull me closer. "shh shh- Im sorry y/n! I'm sorry! I got into something-" I still cried and tried to process his words. He pulled me closer, and made me sit over his lap as he laid back over the bed's headboard. He rubbed my back soothing me. I cried over his chest making his shirt a little wet. "I should be the one to say sorry Matt" I say after awhile. "I-Im so sorry for getting angry over you, I'm sorry for ignoring you… y-you did not deserve it." I say hugging him tightly. "shhh its alright" he soothed me and started to hum a chord. "I love you too Matt, in fact I love you more" i say holding onto his waist. "I got to admit, maybe i was a little jealous… but i promise i'll try not to be like that!" He chuckles a little and rubs the nape of my neck. "Its okay y/n… a relationship has its ups and downs… don't change yourself for that… I like you for who you are, I love my jealous y/n" he says. I smile at his sweet words, it was calming. I look up at him smiling, he smiled back and kissed my temple. "by the way" he whispered in my ear, his breath tickling my skin. "I love you the MOST! Do i have to spell that out for you?" He asks playfully. I laugh at his attempt to mock me. "Lets not fight over this now" I giggle making him smile. He kisses my temple and trailed the kisses down my jawline. I smiled and caressed his cheek, my thumb moving in circles. "What kind of love is this Matt?" I ask. "hmm…" he thought "lets call it; A Gangsta Love" "A gangsta love?" I repeat confused, as I expected him to say something like, forever, romantic, or gorgeous kind of love. "Why?" I question. "Because," he paused looking down at me, "because we are just so crazy for each other". He kissed my cheek, got up and slid over me. Now I was lying in my bed over my back and he was pinning my arms down and smirking playfully. Changing our positions. "Let me worship you y/n," he placed a soft kiss in my jawline, his fingertips massaging the nape of my neck and the other hand pinned me down over my bed. "I'll show you what gangstas do…"

A/N- Im sorry anon, for the very late update! Thanks for your patience!

Let me know your thoughts in the comments!

#mattheo riddle #slytherin boys #lovestory #mattheo imagines #mattheo x reader #mattheo x you #theodore nott x y/n #upon request #fanfic #hogwarts au

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asherxz · 2 months

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Hiya there, m8! Was hopin to request some fluffy Medic headcanons with an S/O who loves to draw and sometimes gives him tips on how to take care of his doves? Sorry if this is an odd request, you can ignore this if it ain't exactly yer cup 'o tea:]

MEDIC WITH S/O WHO LOVES TO DRAW/GIVES TIPS ON HIS DOVES HEADCANONS ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

HELLO ANON!!

I am so sorry for the long wait, the writing block isnt getting any better sadly. I tried my best to finish it though! Gender isnt mentioned in this.

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-Sorry to say this, but he definitely asks you to draw him, and he asks with the most sickly innocent smile and puppy eyes. That'll be the first and possibly last time he'll do puppy eyes.

-If you DO decide to draw him, he will hang it up on the freezer. Literally any drawings you draw for him gets hung up on the freezer.

-Sometimes he just… hangs over your shoulder, observing how you draw. It just absolutely fascinates him.

-Asks you to draw beside him while he catches up on paperwork. He doesn't talk with you in these moments, but he does enjoy the company.

-He probably draws a little himself, but mostly it's just him drawing anatomy stuff. Nothing else. He can only draw anatomy stuff.

-He's actually really good at drawing anatomy. If you try to compliment his art, he will do the whole "oh you, stoop… keep going."

-As for his doves? Well, they love you! Stand still for a minute and you'll have a dove nested on your head!

-Hate to say this, but the tips you give him, he probably already knows.

-Usually he would be reallu annoyed if someone tried to teach him about his OWN doves, causing him to leave a snarky remark, but he'll tolerate it if it was from you. Even go as far as to pretend he didn't know.

-Medic is a great pet owner, and his doves are in great health. He loves his doves as much as he loves you.

-Honestly, the best way to get closer to him is through his doves.

#tf2 x reader #x reader #team fortress 2 #tf2 #asherxz #headcanons #hcs #medic #tf2 medic #medic x reader #tf2 medic x reader #reader insert #gn reader #requested

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own-tt · 1 year

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"Say Yes."

Yandere Lawliet x Reader NSFW

Summary: L had always wanted true successors. Ones that are tied by blood. Maybe you could help him with that fantasy

Warnings: breeding kink, mentions of blood, biting, L being a pervert, drugging , L ooc?, L doesnt like his successors much, masterbastion, L drugging sweets, Yandere themes, mentions of kidnapping,

Word count: 1234

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L just always liked the idea of blood successors. Raising them just right, to perfection. And now that he has you, that fantasy can become reality.

He slowly creeps to your door and knock on it carefully. No answer so he goes inside. And there you were, laying in your bed, in a slim nightgown. You looked perfect like that.

When he opened the door your eyes snapped towards him. You rolled your eyes away from him and grabbed a book from the nearby nightstand, Probably to ignore him. He doesnt mind as he crawls next to your legs.

“Dearest?” He asks in a low voice. You don't reply with anything. Just continuing to read your book, continuing to ignore his gaze. “Y/nn.” He sings. “Leave me alone.”

He pretends that he didnt hear that. “I was wondering something.” Now you were honestly curious. You never heard him ask for something from you. He always just took it. Your things, your clothes. Anything to gain your attention. But now hes actually asking for something? So you respond with an angry hum.

“You remember my successors, right?” You did. He talked about them quite often, saying they were good kids. And they were the best successors he's ever had. You hummed again. “Well. I've been thinking.”

“I think we need more then two.” You were confused. So you asked “what do you mean.” His head was now laying on your thighs, his hair tickling you. “Well. Personally. They could be better, if I had someone to teach instead of the orphanage. I would be able to have even better successors.”

“I dont understand.”

“I want blood successor, ones that are tied by blood.” He says, you finally understand, and your eyes widened. You tried to crawl away from him. Screaming insults in the process.

“NO WAY AM I CARRYING YOUR CHILD EVER! YOU PERVERT GET AWAY FROM ME.”

He tried to calm you down, but all he could do is pull you back underneath him. He shushed you, putting his hand over your mouth to keep you silent.

“I want you to consider it. Just think. If I personally raise them, they'll be better than me even. And we will finally have some company, some small company running around the house.”

You didnt want to think of that, small baby L’s and yours running around the house, clingy to both of you.

An L copy, maybe more. You didnt even know how many he wanted. “NO! I DONT WANT TO! YOU CANT MAKE ME!”

“Not at the moment I cant. I'll give you some time to think about it. You tell me your opinion later.” He said before ducking down and kissing your forehead.

He then got up and left your room. Leaving you dazed and confused on what just happened. You could feel small tear droplets running down your cheek as you stared blankly at the wall.

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L held the small bottle in his hand, he carefuly read the label, “Spice up your sex life with the new Aphrodisiac. Only a spoon full.” He carefully filled the spoon up with the liquid. It was a nice hot pink, which was odd but he didnt complain as he dumped it in the batter.

He knew you were hungry, hungry enough for food that he made, he told you that he had to go somewhere for a bit, so he was leaving you here. There was no way you could escape. But he knew you were hungry enough to eat the cake he was making. The one that had a small special ingredient.

But he didnt realized that when he came back he was greeted with a whimpering you, on the couch. Trying your best to create some friction with your fingers.

“This is all your fault isnt it.” You panted, not even caring about the vulnerable state you were in. “I dont know what your talking about dearest.” He said with a low smug smile. He was extremely content with the view he had. But he wouldn't mind a little more, “do you need any help?”

“Fuck you.” You gasped.

“If you dont need my help, I guess I'll go get something to eat.“

“Wait! Please!” You screamed. Trying to stop him from leaving. He smiled and back up next to you again. “Yes darling?”

“Please. I need your help. Please, please!”you begged. Your fingers were getting tired and crampy. You couldn't do this forever, you needed someone else, you were too desperate to ignore his help.

“Have you thought about what you wanted?” He said while crawling in between your legs. “Huh?” You sighed. “Dont you remember? I thought you would, it was such an important topic, I cant belive you would forget.” He mocked you, he sat in your legs. Holding them right above his hips.

“Wha- I. I cant remember.” Your mind was so full of that drug, that all you could think about was the relief he was going to give you.

“Then let me ask you again.” he whispered in your ear.

“Will you give me my future successors?” He said in that low voice that made you weak. “But. I dont wanna get pregnant, it's scary.” You whimpered. “Dont worry.” He cooed.”I'll be with you a the way. But I do need an answer from you dear.”

You didnt want to get pregnant, but the need growing in between your legs was starting to hurt. And you had a feeling he wasnt going to start unless you agreed. So you nodded.

“That's what I want to see.” He buried his face in your neck as he started to grind his dick against you. Making you groan.

“I c-ant.” you stutter. You cant process anything when he makes you feel like this. “Its okay, just let me do everything.” He mutters into your ear.

As he grinds he leans over and bites your neck hard, hard enough to draw a thin stream of blood. You hiss, you could feel his mouth form into a smile.

Suddenly he gets up and pulled his pants and boxes down. “I'm sorry, Love. But I cant hold it in anymore.” He chuckles. He didnt hesitate before showving himself inside you. Making you gasp for breath.

It was like he knocked out all the air from your lungs, You could feel him soothing the burn in between your legs.

His thrusts were harsh. Like he was trying to find something, deep inside you. “F-fuck. “ he cried. “Imagine. Us, a little. Kid!” He tries to get his sentence out before he moaned. You cant even respond over him pounding into you.

It isnt long until the both of you come undone. “Cum with me, please.” He says into your ear. you comply, Now you were left with a mess underneath you, and a stalker above you, completely out of breath. At least the affects of that drug is a lot more numb.

“Now.” He pants

“I'll finally live a fantasy. And have a blood successor.” He says while slowly rubbing your belly. Already imagining the way your belly will swell with his child.

You fell asleep, trying to ignore every word that's coming out of his mouth.

But you couldnt lie, it did feel quite good.

#yandere #yandere themes #yandere x reader #l lawliet smut #yandere lawliet #yanderesmut #l smut #death note #death note smut #yandere death note #smut #foryou

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sexualtensiongrowing21 · 9 days

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As the Sun Sets // Misunderstanding // Part Nine

TW: Name calling?

Theos POV:

The Great Hall was buzzing with excitement. Banners hang from the ceiling in green and silver and in blue and bronze. The first quidditch game of the school year, and the last. Dumbledor has called for a half day due to the excitement of today, though I am feeling anything but.

I have been trying my hardest to avoid Scarlet. Watching her run to Adrian that day, after the horrid things he has done to her. Hearing him tell her it was him or me, cemented the fear in my brain that I will never be enough for her.

The mere thought that she has chosen him over me sent me spiraling into a sea of disappear. My fathers voice rings loudly in my head. My deepest fears of never being enough, losing my best friend have come true. That night I vowed I would leave her be, and let her be happy. Even if it was with that bloody git and not with me. She deserves the world. She deserves to be happy.

Blaise and I had one more practice early this morning, causing us to be late to breakfast. We make our way to our spot at the end of the long table, I hear her laugh first. That angelic sound that sends heat pooling throughout my body. Her laughter fills my body with happiness and anguish all at the same time.

Pansy and Scarlet are wearing their Slytherin house pride gear. Their outfits consisted of green and silver dots placed strategically around their eyes. Pansy is wearing Blaise's spare jersey, while Scarlet is wearing Draco's jersey from last year. Her hair is pulled half up and tied with a silk green bow, as her curls loosely cascade down her back. She looks absolutely beautiful.

I ignore the pang of sadness in my chest as the sight of her as I swallow my feelings and walk over to the group with a plastered look of indifference.

“There you boys are. I was beginning to think you weren't going to show up.” Pansy states, picking at her eggs. “Are you two big manly men ready to kick some Ravenclaw arse?”

“This is stupid.” I take a seat next to Pansy, so I don't have to look at Scarlet. “We have bigger things to worry about then some bloody Quidditch match.” I grumble under my breath, pouring myself some tea to keep my hands from fidgeting.

Pansy smacks my shoulder as I take a sip of my tea, spilling it on the table below me. “What the hell Pans?” I shout, as I clean the mess she caused me to make.

“She's right. We need to act normal. Which means going to the game. Act excited, like we always are.” I hear the silky voice of Scarlet from next to our raven haired friend. Even though I can't see her, I can just imagine the sorrowful face she is making. She has been making it alot lately.

Pansy hums in agreement. “So, that means me and Scarlet will be in the stands as always. Though, this time Draco will be with us.”

“Whatever.” I mumble under my breath getting up from my seat. Ignoring the scoffs and attitude from the group. They can all sit around and pretend like nothing is happening but I can't. The anxiety I feel for my two best friends -- two people who I care the most about in the world are going to be in danger and I am told I can't do anything to help. The feeling of uselessness is suffocating.

I look around and spot Padma, walking over to her, I tap her shoulder. “Hello, Padma. Beautiful day for a walk isnt it?” This has been our code word over the last two years. If we ever need a distraction, we will ask the other about taking a walk. Whether it be tired of studying, parents on our arse, or just plain horny.

Padma turns around with a smile on her face. “It is Theodore. Shall we?” I extend my hand out for her as she grasps it, excused herself from her friends and we walk side by side to my dorm. Since everyone is out at breakfast the room should be empty.

As we make our way out my eyes wander around the room and meet with Scarlet's green ones, though they are foggy with occlusion. Sadness envelops me as I force myself to look away.

“So, what is with the doom and gloom Theodore? It's the first game of the year, you should be bubbling with excitement.” Padmas voice drags me away from my thoughts of Scarlet. I don't know what to tell her. How to explain the storm that is raging on within my head and my heart, So I tell her the truth.

“Adrian gave her an ultimatum. Him or me.” I cough to cover the cracking within my voice, giving away the sadness that I truly feel.

“I see.’ Is all she responds with, as we continue to walk in silence to my dorm.

Padma takes a seat on my bed, sitting against the headboard. I drag my legs to move me to the edge of the bed. Staring off into space in front of me, losing the interest of the distraction beside me.

After a couple of minutes of silence, I feel her move closer to me. Placing a gentle hand on my back. There is no sexual intention in this act. It's friendly. Sympathetic.

Padma speaks up. “Theodore--” Her voice low in a soothing tone. “Dont.” I interrupt. “Do not give me some bloody speech about how I should tell her how I feel. I've gotten that enough from the rest of them.”

She huffs but doesn't remove her hand. No, she's now rubbing my back, slowly. “Fine. I won't. “ Moments of silence. I should be getting ready for the game, but this heavy feeling in my chest just won't go away. Padma stands up, and I suspect that she is taking her leave but she turns to face me.

Her tone has shifted from sympathetic to one of annoyance. “What are you so scared of, Theodore? That she doesn't feel the same? Or that she does?”

I clenched my fists so hard I feel as if I will start bleeding. “Both.”

“She’s your best friend Theodore, you love her.” Padma said softly, sensing my anger from the conversation. “You’re in love with her.”

Of course I love her. How could I not.

“Your silence speaks volumes.” She states, with her arms crossed. I still don't respond. I just keep my head down. Ignoring the cowardice that I feel.

“Theodore,” Padma whispered as she stalked closer, once again placing a hand upon my shoulder. “You can’t keep avoiding her forever. You’re not only hurting yourself, but you're hurting her as well.”

I turn away, tensing my shoulders. “I know. But what if she doesn’t feel the same way? What if it ruins our friendship?”

“What if she does?” Padma countered with a small smile. “What if she’s waiting for you to take that leap? I don’t know Scarlet very well, but you do. Could you think of any reason she would have not to put herself out there?”

My eyes met hers, vulnerability shining through. Of course. Scarlet has always hidden her feelings. She always puts others before herself. In her head, making sure everyone else is happy is what's most important. “I can’t lose her, Padma. I need her in my life.”

I heave a heavy sigh, feeling the weight of my words on my chest. “Maybe this is just all we will ever be.”

“Love is a risk, Theodore.” Padma said. “But so is regret.”

She stepped back from me, turning towards the door. “Tell her, Theodore. Tell her how you feel. Life is too short for unspoken words. You never know what may happen.” With that, she leaves me alone with my thoughts. Thoughts of what a life with Scarlet being more than just my friend could mean.

Fuck, what I would give to be more than friends with her.

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I talk the long route to the quidditch pitch. Padmas' words rung in my head on a loop. “What if she does?” “Love is a risk, but so is regret.” Is it possible that the girl I have been in love with for years feels the same way? Scarlet Johnson.

The girl who I have spent everyday for 5 years admiring? The girl who learned how to brew Blood-Replenishing potion, Murtlap Essence and Essence of Dittany in order to heal me after trips home to see my father. Who will stay up late with me to discuss the magical theory of potions, or will help dissect the ingredients of a potion piece by piece to figure out where I went wrong. The girl who will put everyone's needs in front of her own, if it means they will be happy and safe.

Could she possibly love me too?

I sure as fuck hope so.

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“Nott, I want you to keep an eye on Cho.” The git's voice brings me out of my thoughts as I look in his direction. He still has bruises around his left eye and along his jaw. A sense of pride surges through me knowing that I am the one causing the bloody arse pain.

“Cho? You want me to follow the seeker around all match?” I know he is just doing this as a way to get back at me for beating the piss out of him.

“Yes, Nott. Do you have a problem with that?” He flashes me a cocky smile. Whoever voted for this git to be captain must have been drunk off Ogdens. “Whatever.” I grumble, as he gives the rest of the team a play by play.

I am the lone survivor in the locker room, when suddenly Adrian crashes into me, a malicious smirk on his face. "Enjoying my sloppy seconds, Nott?" he sneers, "She loves it rough, especially when you yank her hair. She's always been a masochistic slut."

My blood boils as I hear him speak, but before I can react, Blaise restrains me with a firm grip. "He's not worth it," he says in a pleading tone. I shake off Blaise's hold and seethe with anger. "I can't keep watching him treat her like utter garbage. She deserves so much better."

Blaise looks at me with a mix of confusion and concern. "Yes, she does deserve better, but resorting to violence won't solve anything."

I roll my eyes, knowing that Blaise will do anything to prevent Draco and I from getting into another brawl. "It's not just about her anymore. They're not even together." My shock is palpable. "W-what? What do you mean?"

In that moment Blaise drops a bombshell on me; "She chose you, mate," Blaise declares with a hint of admiration in his voice. “How'd you not know? He hasn't been around since that day. Scar has been an utter mess--” He pauses looking at me with a sense of pity. “You haven't been around much now that I think of it…”

Scarlet and Adrian broke up. She chose me. Scarlet Johnson chose me and I have been ignoring her. My body is fighting with itself. To be overjoyed or to feel regret and disdain for myself for being a bloody wanker for the past week.

“I have to find her.” I shoot out quickly. I must apologize. I need to see her.

“We have a game mate. Find her after. You know where she'll be.” Blaise gives me a sly smile and pats me on the back pushing me towards the door that leads to the pitch.

“I'm going to tell her. I'm going to tell Scarlet Johnson that I love her.”

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bau-drabbles · 1 year

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oooo how about where the reader begins to find out that aaron isnt for her? love your works! 💗💗

i loved this one, thank you for asking :') hope you enjoy it, it's slightly different and very rushed ☠ <3

sweetest oblivion

aaron hotchner.

the name itself was enough to send a flurry of pesky butterflies invade your lower abdomen, goosebumps prickling their way on to your skin, a smile so unmovable only reserved for him. for every corner of your heart adored him. in a field of fields, he was the largest field. in a fields of moons, he was the most moons. you could've looked at him for one minute and found one million things you loved. and it was well, it was perfect.

then it had started

little fractures, little shatters in the mask. they were so small, barely noticeable but it began to question whether you really knew him. a burning questions your lips desired to ask but you weren't sure if the answer would drown and devour you whole. so instead you pretended it never existed.

he was aaron hotchner, the love of your life. right?

in your ignorance however, you seemed to forget how easily things could be snatched away from you. piece by piece, everything around you falls. it was all an abyss, a mirage you had created. the beautiful picture perfect world you had created all but crumbled underneath you. you couldn't even look at hotch anymore, being in the same place as him felt like a constant challenge. mustering up courage to even look at him in the eyes was enough to send you running for the hills

only a few weeks ago, he was your prince charming. he was your shining white kmohht in armour, ready to protect you from the world. he had managed to whisk you away to a beautiful land, a happy place you didn't want to ever let go of.

you didn't want to believe there were cracks in the facade you both played so well, seeing them fester and grow beyond repair. forcing you to see the true reality of the situation. that you and hotch just weren't compatible, he wasn't yours to have nor to cherish.

could you love a man like him? could you see the true version of him and adore it?

"you ready?" he smiles, his dimples deepening as he pecks your cheeks. his voice shakes you out of your thoughts and you could barely look at him without wanting to recoil. so instead you look straight ahead, nodding slowly. regaining your control felt difficult, the man beside you caused you nothing but pain and misery. was it better to be alone and safe or together and vulnerable?

you hummed your response, ever so slightly shifting away from him. he caught on the cold shoulder you were giving but the elevator door pinged open and before he could look at you there you were, almost jogging to your office.

was this love? was this how love was supposed to feel? it felt like you were drowning in your anguish, that this man was the same one you had fell in love with. it felt impossible to stir any attraction within you for hotch, was he worthy of such a thing? did he even deserve it? but your mouth daren't speaks its truth, forcing you to swallow all your poisoned thoughts that threatened to burst open within you.

you could pretend for another day, until you had the strength to leave him forever

#asks #criminal minds fanfiction #aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotchner x reader angst #aaron hotchner x reader fanfiction

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inventedfangirling · 10 months

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What goes on inside Pat's head in eps 6/7?

Or what happens when the brain rot takes over.

Alright so without further ado let me get into the fact that i can't believe this is the first time im seriously thinking about it but what the hell must have all been going through Pat's mind during that gap between their first kiss, their bet on the beach and even beyond that up to that post curry-feeding kiss after his dramatic re-entry as Riam?

What was all going through his head? We know he's confused and hurt and frustrated, but he also doesn't want to push too much, but he also wants to know what goes on in Pran's head real bad and then the resolution he gets is that Pran clearly seems to like him too, like a heck of a lot, and his extreme backtracking so far back they cant even have a conversation ironically goes to prove just how much Pran was going though and now they have a bet and on the other end there is a relationship....

....there is a relationship right?

We know pat is sure of his own feelings. He likes pran. He wants to be with Pran. He wholeheartedly wants to go all in. And while he knows Pran likes him back, he knows that pran isn't sure (at that point) if he wants to even go in, let alone ALL in. So then what must have been his mindset while being the goofy boy who was constantly on teasing mode?

What was behind that smiling exterior, because one thing that the usually confident Pat is insecure about is when it comes to Pran and especially given what happened after the kiss, he must have become at least a tiny bit more wary? (Not really though cos we know Pat is a simple straightforward guy, and he knows that nobody not even his Pran can kiss like THAT without feelings, a guy who goes for what he wants and often acts before he thinks but for the sake of my spiral lets pretend) So then behind that exterior what was his best case scenario? They start dating. But what was his worst case scenario cos for pran, we know he chose the worst (in terms of their relationship) way out cos that seemed like the only one until pat refused to leave without talking about it.

But Pat won't make that choice to cut off ties (why the heck would he) and now that Pran is ready for the bet, Pran wouldn't either right? But what if pran decides to call off the bet in between? He wouldn't but what if pat randomly has that thought...in some lonely/ insecure moment what if that is one of the horrifyingly depressing thought he has...what if pran likes him more than everything and even that isnt enough because he just can't bring himself to take that step somehow?

Where does that leave him? Did he even have a backup plan for what would happen if their bet didn't work out? If pran didn't come around? What was he gonna do? Were they going to ignore each other? Not talk anymore? Not play around any more? What if each time he comes to play, underneath all the mischief and fun what if there's that underlying fear of what if it's the last time?

What if it's the last time i'm in his room? What if it's the last time he offers to feed me curry? What if it's the last time I get to help him out with something? What if it's the last time he makes me dinner? What if it's the last time he comes close when i ask him to? What if it's the last time he traces hearts on my face? What if it's the last time i get to touch him? What if it's the last time he looks at me like that?

Are we even comprehending the level of angsty mess Pat could have been that whole time? But he wouldn't be the Pat we (think we) know and love. He loves and he loves loud and he isn't thinking too much beyond their competition and getting Pran comfortable enough to get into a relationship (i could write whole essays about the level of emotional intelligence Pat shows when it comes to Pran especially in episodes 6 & 7, thats not what this is about tho) BUT we all have bad days and negative doom spirals.. who is to say Pat didn't!

Of course it probably wasn't as bad or dramatic as i am making it sound like cos Pran does reciprocate and Pran is not at all attempting to hide (in the same way we see pre episode 6) his feelings for Pat or his investment in the bet but still as long as the bet was on, nothing was set in stone. And also let's not forget just how much it must have hurt when wai came to hand off Pran's guitar. Pran's guitar that Pat had saved and polished and kept safe for him. The one he ran after him, holding. The one he kept safe in his home. His one piece of Pran that he held onto those 3 long depressingly lonely years. And Pran just gave it away to Wai like that? Wai? WAI!??

Look at my poor baby sitting there all alone with his thoughts, his heart breaking little by little and even then staying silent just so that he won't create trouble for Pran. Who is gonna answer for all of that!??? huh?

* Ooh boy and here come those heart squeezes again I CANT DO THIS ARGHHHH *

And despite all that he kept a mostly cheery exterior, trying to keep it fun and light for pran as much as possible?!?

Not all undermining the fact that patpran did have a heck of a lot of fun during their bet era, several essays worth of fun and meanings to unpack but that's not the point of this post

Like i'm sorry but there is simply no better man (boyfriend). But also no cos 1. he's fictional duh, there is NO one like pat irl, he's just an impossible version of a man cos despite all his flaws he really did what he did and 2. its actually not healthy what he's doing is it? Repressing his anxieties and radiating joy, equally bad as repressing joy and radiating anxiety like pran was doing, but (argh to sweep it all under the rug the way i usually do unlike patpran who talk shit though and therefore ofc they ended up happy)...

Because of course despite their anxieties both of them knew they could trust in each other and in their feelings for each other, and yes they built that trust over the years but it also was especially given impetus during the bet era so the bet was eventually going to have only a happy outcome but human brains can be weird and can play tricks on you and i was just thinking of the possibility of a time when pat's brain may have tricked him into a whole spiral and what if the bet wasn't as fun for pat as i initially thought it was and now here we are.

#bad buddy #patpran #pat napat #protect this boy #and his heart #such a precious boy #i love him so much #bad buddy meta #bad buddy brain rot #bad buddy the series

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HELLO!! ok sorry I’m not sure if ur still doing match ups so u can just ignore this if u want but could I get a saiki k and a hazbin hotel matchup <33

- I’m a certified yapper and I will ramble on about my interests for hours

- Im a big people pleaser and I try my best to make everyone around me feel comfortable and appreciated

- I tend to tolerate toxic behaviour just to avoid abandonment

- Im a romcom enthusiast and a bit of a film buff

- I like loads of music and singers but lately I’ve been loving my bloody valentine , salvia palth , alex g and Tyler the creator.

- My love languages are probably acts of service and physical touch.

- My humour is kinda all over the place and Im a sucker for dad jokes and well thought out dirty jokes

- I’m a hopeless romantic and I would probably fall head over heels for anyone who shows the slightest amount of interest in me

Okay- i wasnt sure about your sexuality (or gender) so ill do short headcannons for two characters i think youd fit with (seperatly not poly)

Sorry to my other requests im working as i go- right now tumblr is a passion project so ive gotta feel like- i dunno 'the spark' to actually get it done, but i promiseim trying

ALSO just a warning to anyone who reads/requests saiki k stuff, its been a bit sincei watched the show and also i donthave anywhere ican watch it currently so characters areprobably atleast a little ooc

This chick-

(I make a vauge reference to a little spice in her part but nothing explicit or bad)

And this guy-

YES. I know they have totally different vibes but hear me out.

He gives such 'im a big tough guy, but please love me in secret and call me your favorite boy'

she gives such 'im a brat but im your brat and actually i just want love and attention because i look like i would have major mommy issues'

And i dunno it just works

He would def be a cuddle bug once the walls are down and yall have bonded more and your in private(read: MUST be in private bc bb boy is defensive and dont f with pda), i feel like hes the type to hold you on his chest and rub your back (yall are laying on his/your couch or bed) and when he thinks your asleep he starts murmuring under his breath about how he's so glad you got past his walls- about how it means so much to him that you put up with his bs. This def lead to you pretending to be asleep more often so you can hear in words how he really feels, because lets be honest, words dont always equal feelings, and sometimes (i.e most times) he doesnt say it how he means it.

Now HER on the other hand-

All. Over. You.

Like..

Lowkey her?

Shes just so happy to HAVE you, right? Like- soulmates or not, youre hers. She adores you. Worships the ground you walk on, praises you breathless in more ways than one. Shes so confident- like... even if she isnt ACTUALLY, she portrays it so well, and she Hypes. You. Up. 24/7, 365. No matter if youre short, tall, heavy, skinny, freckled, dark, pale, or anywhere in between. She is making sure everyone knows youre her girl (or boy or whatever but based on your sentence structure im guessing female?) [NOT MEANT TO BE OFFENSE I SWEAR I JUST IMAGINED YOU BEING FEMALE?] -oh god im gunna get cancelled-

N-E-Ways

Same here but itll be just generally better bc im more caught up with this fandom lol

He is this

But he wants to be this so bad

Sir precious for my darling precious

And

His love lmao

Sir Precious is 100% angel material (take that sera you bitch 🤟😝) He's just.... precious. Lmao. We've seen how flustered he gets with Cherry and imagine that but like- in an ACTUAL relationship with pda and shit. Like- stuttering, panicking, but also completely soothed by the hand currently resting in his? So many conflicting emotions, y'knowwww... he might need a kiss to get his head straight? Or maybe two? Hmmm, no that didnt work- lets try three, third times a charm right? *cue pentious sly+nervous smile* Would 100% bury his face in your tits/chest (under much encouragement and reassurance even more now that his minions spill the tea that hes been talking in his sleep about this very moment)

-can we talk about the smooth bass in the finale?-

-poor husk, man was singing and smiling like his soul was free-

Why do i feel like this is right up her alley?

Onto Miss Bomb,

She's a lot more brash in her affections. Not afraid to tug you down to her level and suck your soul out through your lips. Def had an emo phase when she was alive (if shes not still in it) She just.. loves you. Like her and angel you guys bicker, but i feel like while youre bickering she has her chin resting on your chest/tits, staring up at you with the slyest smirk and biggest heart eyes known to demon AND man kind.

#aiura mikoto #aiura x reader #kuboyasu aren #kuboyasu x reader #sir precious #sir pentious #sir pentious x reader #cherry bomb #cherry bomb x reader #lemonywrites #hazbin hotel fanfiction #the disaster of psi kusuo saiki #the disastrous life of saiki k.

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city-tickles · 1 year

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Hey there! I'm a fan of your blog.

I've more recently discovered that I like being brutally tickled by my girlfriend. The thing is, I'm at a loss for how to keep things interesting. Being spread eagle and tickled is fun and all, but I'm wondering if you have any bondage positions/games/roleplay/teasing ideas for us to try out?

I'm down to try pretty much anything, so any help would be appreciated. Apologies if this isnt the kind of thing you're used to answering!

Hi!

Thank you and happy for you that you and your girlfriend get to share this together. There are lots of things to keep it interesting.

There’s hogtie or other positions you can be put in. Roleplay games. Something like you ignored your plans together and kept gaming. You fell asleep in your gaming chair and when you wake up you’re tied to the chair and she punishes you by tickling you all over in the chair. Even pretend it’s streaming live to your friends and followers lol

Interrogation is always a classic idea. You can also do casual tickle fighting or cuddling and tickling. Maybe she locks you in while cuddling or making out and you can’t escape but you’re liking both at the same time.

She can tease you when you’re not playing. Sending clips or things that look tickly like hairbrushes or feathers. Possibilities are endless and tumblr is a great source for inspiration in this area

#tickling #ticklish #tickle community #tickle games

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upper-moon-4askblog · 7 months

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Akuma narrow his eyes a bit before turning to face sekido again glaring back at sekido

“Of course i do, There is no point in arguing with you.”

Akumans posture stiffed up as he clech his fist clearly offended

“Alright then atleast we have something in common we Both disgust eachother! But if you think im Stupid demon for Being aware and attacly acting like a adult then thats your issue not mine”

Akuman Sneers at sekido as his mood quickly change to his neutral demeanor turning to karaku pretending sekido isnt there

“Alrightly Karaku i be back sooner or later i think i should get back where i usually wander at.”

Akuma mumbles to him self as he quickly sideeyes sekido

“Untill that child can be less a pain in the ass”

Akuma turns to leave sas he waves at karaku before leaving the nearby area

Pupptermaster read

Hey was wondering if you allow time lapse in your roleplaying like for ex akuma was away for 1 week and returned or something like that

Sekido rolls his eyes with irritation and looks away. — "What an annoying demon… I didn't even know it was possible to make me even more angry." He looks over his shoulder at you with an annoyed expression. — "Oh look at me, I am demon and I am so grown up, I am so smart, I know it all! This is how you sound, do you know that!? You are so annoying and ignorant. I hate all of you!"

He smiles sweetly at you as you leave. — "Bye now!~ Heheh~~" He says as he waves at you cheerily, smiling with that same sweet expression on his face. — "I hope to see you again in the future~" He says while making a slight bow.

#upper moon 4 #hantengu clones #upper moon four #ask or dare #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #demon slayer kimetsu no yaiba #ask blog #hantengu #kimestu no yaiba #karaku #sekido

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alienautism · 11 months

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{this isnt a ship au or anything,, the relationship stuff in here is based on my original character himself,, not cj mind in those cases !}

{rgrggr i need to talk about my kinda jash related minddd ,, im no writer but i'll try to be at least semi-coherent lolollo}

ok so jekyll/hyde/mind/benny is this long primate ferret dog thing

he doesnt smile as much as i depict him because any strong emotion {or emotion at all} causes him terrible migraines that last days.

he uses all these names because he doesnt like being confined to one thing forever. he often shape shifts and sheds into different patterns and colors.

mirage wanted him to be the perfect little boyfriend complacent in his role of being loving,, submissive and always willing to parrot anything he said.

eventually [and quite quickly],, benny became bored. he was tired of parroting,, he was tired of being a pet and he was tired of mirage.

mirage,, being the overbearing,, emotional control freak he is,, instantly decided that if benny didnt want to be what he wanted,,,, then he didn't deserve even a glimmer of his paradise.

benny,, still stuck in the emotions he learned from mirage,, became just as irrational as he.

{now i would say they fought a big war and all that... if mirage didnt effortlessly and,, ironically,, heartlessly shove a cross into his head and out through his throat,, all while he pleaded for forgiveness}

benny/hyde/jekyll,,, whatever you'd like to call him,, learned that day that the man he thought loved him was a narcissistic, blind, weeping and sorry excuse for an idol...]

{oh god you're not actually feeling bad for him right,,, this isnt a generic "demons arent actually evil,, the angels are" story. no,, mind is a greedy narcissist as well. every life he lives,, every life he invades, he thinks only for himself. he THINKS he can just switch and become someone new whenever he likes but he will always be the cold, ignorant, cynical creature he was born as. i wish you could see it.)

{while that is true,, i can see plenty fine,, but you can't see it yourself.}

benny knows he will never fully recover from mirage just as mirage will never recover from benny.

[what did i do to harm him,, you ask ? ask mirage,, he loves playing victim.]

he scarred himself,, giving him top surgery-like chest scars shaped like something,, familiar. he pretends like he doesnt see the symbolism of the scars,,, the only thing he desperately tries to feel apathy towards.

{on the bright side,, he really likes funnel cake with a lottt of powdered sugar cause its "enjoyable sensory-wise"}

(..brother what.. ?)

[damn leaking my shit like always you queer]

{ok homo}

{also i really like coloring the text srry if its eye breaking but its fun,, also extra art of him n stuff,,,, anyways au revoir,, je dois dormir,,,, idk the fr*nch "language"}

#ok but no he's actually like a murderer though like genuinely #cj mind #mind but pink and fluffy #you do not want to know what he did back in summer '99 #did mirage ever get a new bf #might make an au of them super jashified ?#they're real #when ur ex hates you so he makes you a god

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ufvincent · 2 years

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hello friends ( lets choose to ignore how late this is. punctuality is not one of my strong suits hahehe ) excited to be here & write ! fun facts abt me before we get started: i work fulltime & tend to knock out as soon as im home thus the lack of activity + i luv fe3h but have yet to finish a single playthru ... #badgamerthings. wiki is my best friend 4ever. here is his portfolio page & read on to find more :^)

cue rambling & hoping it makes some semblance of sense:

second born (but heir) of the duke of vessalius (a state within gleerium), thus holds the title of ‘marquess’ (which is for the first son of a duke, but he inherited at a young age from his older brother after his death)

early childhood has him loved as the family’s baby but has since been forced to adapt to a certain loneliness as per life’s circumstances

(the turning point being the aforementioned brother’s death @ the hands of a protester, a grief his parents basically never got over, and in turn is the start of his loneliness, worsens after his mother died a few years back)

anger @ the circumstances leads to many bad decisions, inclination towards self ruination, a lack of respect for both himself and the world at large. (violence Is the key)

father has him oblige to using an alternative outlet for his anger, reminds him of the good his mother represented (as a former star champion for his ppl & known for her warrior prowess, which she put on the backburner to build a family but continued supporting in more of a figurehead position)

pledges to follow in her footsteps and become a good soldier, thus begins his post-grad fixation with training

mostly devotes himself to his training simply bc he feels he no longer has any other purpose in life, there is no passion, its his competitive behavior & need to prove himself that enables him to work hard; moves up the ranks until recently, when a form of self sabotage (re: physical brawling) leaves him injured. knee takes time to recover, and by then his peers have rushed ahead and begun making names for themselves within the ranks.

re: aforementioned injury; sometimes u can see him limping around, tho he tries to mask any discomfort. while the pain is real as his injury isnt too old, it is also psychogenic (when fixated on how much hes failed, the pain flares up more)

simply existing. accepted he’s a good for nothing, but reluctant to admit he’s miserable. pretends he can accept anything that comes his way b/c he has lost the energy to care any further. adopts an ‘it is what it is’ philosophy to hide behind

(but is also moody, like the type to say ‘lol ok’ b/c he thinks theres no point arguing and then approach u again in 2 min like ‘ok but actually. wtf’.)

currently on a (forced) journey of a self discovery to 1) figure out what he Can Do before 2) hes subjected to his father’s responsibilities evermore as the role of the dutiful son requires of him. currently favors charity work / going into town to see what needs to be done in order to be helpful (also b/c it keeps him out of their home)

tense r/s with father now, as he essentially hasnt been given the time of day since he became his heir & believes hes his fathers biggest disappointment.

has no will to care for his own life, exists to date b/c he cares more for his baby sister than anything else/his own self

tl;dr he’s waiting to die

idk what else to put here im crossing fingers ive mentioned all i need to!

plot wise!

honestly open to anything, i feel there’s more room for antagonism generally considering his family’s position but also. he is slated to be a little infuriating.

specifically open to filling the younger sister slot since that would be fun! overprotective vincent + family trauma. what a fun time

pseudo siblings are so imp and so fun. found family is beautiful

in a similar vein, ppl that have known him all his life (whether it means a positive or negative r/s)

he went to lotus academy until he was 18, so possibilities for meeting there!

or someone he met during/closely trained with during the last 4 years before injury, comrades haha... heart_emoji (open possibilities, with re: training = moving around a lot so ability to meet more ppl (& with or w/o the pretense of his title))

or during his random escapades into town where he can typically get away w/o being noticed. he adopts a new name each time - u know him as like.... nick.,....... subin, ...... bobby.

besties keep u sane. vincent will be the exception 2 the rule (befriend him. its fun!)

i am the worst at jotting down plots but genuinely open to anything, lmk if smth comes to mind and we will make it work!

if u got this far. my liege ... i applaud u (bowing_person_emoji)

#uf:intro #3am. praying its coherent

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