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cryptiduni · 9 months

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…i just saw this poll and my unevolved brain gel wriggled inside my cranium like a feral fish:

idk how you look at his official art and call him conventionally attractive. my man looks like a wet dog and has eyebags for daysss. face full of pox scars, skin pale af, and those shaggy ass hair & a rugged beard hanging from his flat long face.

he is pretty *to me* but like dude???

—not exactly a heartthrob boy band material is he?

obv I wouldn’t call him “misunderstood baby uwu” if we are talking a little more seriously —but to be fair jean is having possibly the worst week of his life. the car? fucking sunk. case? unsolved. not to mention his close partner (who is also an ass mind you) doesn’t even remember him, already running around with a new one.

yeah he is absolutely foul and aggressive and degrading harry but like i said before (in my tag essay lol) judit also makes ableist comments and i don’t see people hating her because she’s outwardly nice—

and respects harry as her superior. her BOSS.

(also a friend with benefits? /nope, it’s just him harassing judit/ as well but not as a complicated relationship compared jean and harry’s brötherbund. only a few months of acquaintanceship.)

plus it’s highhlyyy likely that harry is not the only one substance abuse. —look at jean’s rudolf-looking-red-ass-nose. a drunkard’s sniffers. probably had few lines with him late at night… when your lifetime partner is an alcoholic it's hard to say no.

about the left for dead thing, they left because harry told them to fuck off. tbh harry is nightmare to work with esp pre-bender. (and am saying as a pathetic little unmedicated neurodivergent woman.)

but when the second time they left revachol was not jean’s fault, and it was judit’s suggestion anyway. the squad probably thought that since harry had someone a little more responsible looking after him. it will be fine when they come back. the tribunal was absolutely unaccounted for.

yet despite all of these things, he will try to come back to make sure he is ok and accommodate harrier to the best of his abilities which is wearing very thin. look at him trying to make up to our harry boy:

anyways am incapable of writing coherent thoughts (even though i want to talk about it for hours) that make sense so go look at sygneth’s jean psychological analysis instead. it is an excellent read. please go read.

#op might wanna get their eyes or head checked lol. they looked at a little too much fanart.#+do not interact with the original poll. don’t look it up. it’s not worth it. don't give it traction. don't attract drama.#am sure op is just a troll. prob barely spent any time playin/readin DE. not that i am that much media literate but still...#i am sure there are things i left out. oh well...#i know that you need high EDC build run or lotta reading to understand so his “lore” so is kinda gatekept--#but it’s frustrating to see shit takes like this lmaoo #also don’t get me wrong i like judit. she is a tired working woman w/ a pathetic husband + 2x children. she just wanna grab jean & go home.#p.s stella as in stella from ‘‘helluva boss’’. idk didn’t like its S2 i think she coulda been more complex character.#but not everything needs to be deep and meaningful i guess. simple villains are ok.#her anger is justified towards her husband’s infidelity but she’s kind of a dumb royal brat. esp in s2. just calls of his assassination rig #heron vs secretary #angry bird vs angry bird shit fr beuh #disco elysium #jean vicquemare #jean posting #jean heron vicquemare #loyal is the he…#no. am not tagging HB or stella.#kinda long #longish post #cryptid rambles

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hqmillioncorn · 8 months

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FFXIVWrite Day One: Envoy

"Can you believe it? They actually lost?" "Not a surprise." Cherrypit wanted to turn right back around and sit by the river again. It never even crossed his mind to think whether these soldiers were talking about him or not. He just knew they were talking about his sister, the one most everyone thought he was. The cut on his head was hurting again. He had let everyone down. This was all his fault. He was supposed to be stronger than this.

Cherrypit ran from one side of the room to the next, grabbing as many things as he could in his arms. Stuffed dolls, puzzle pieces from unfinished puzzles, toy knives, real knives and all the little things in his and Bebe’s room that he knew he would miss on this trip.

He very quickly found out how much easier it was to carry things when both his hands and his arms were bigger. It was just another small boon to the fact that he was currently controlling his sister’s body rather than his own. Though if Cherrypit had to decide whether being taller was worth having his sister around or not-he would take his sister over any height requirement any day.

Cherrypit paused and mused over a can of beads in his hands. He shook them over and over and laughed at the funny noises they made. Bebe had been practicing how to make stuff with them while Cherrypit helpfully mixed around the can of beads together. It was always like that.

Cherrypit turned over to a Brina doll that had been dutifully folding Cherry’s clothes into a suitcase. Rest assured the suitcase was a bright pink color.

“Brina?” Cherrypit shook the can of beads one more time, “Should I take?” he asked.

The Brina doll looked at him and the beads and spun around in place before giving her answer to Cherrypit. Which came as a cryptic “Yip-Yip-hoooo!!” that only Cherrypit could possibly understand.

“Ok!!!” Cherry grinned and opened the can to take just a few beads in his hands. Brina had made a good point that he could lose the beads during the adventure and Cherrypit didn’t want to lose any of them, since they meant so much to his sister. Cherrypit chose the prettiest beads he could see, most of them were pink and yellow.

There wasn’t much else left around the room that he could feasibly fit into a suitcase.

Cherrypit took a few more trips around the room, looking around for anything he might have missed. There were a few stray pieces of paper around the floor, leftover from the time when he and Cola had gotten really obsessed with making paper chains for a whole month.

“I should take you!” Cherrypit called out to the scraps of paper to assure them he didn’t forget about them. He bent down and began picking them up one by one, with each different color. Eventually the trail ran out and Cherrypit’s hands were full.

Cherrypit moved to stand up but unfortunately the paper trail had stopped right under a large table.

Cherrypit hit his head against the edge of the table with a BANG!

He let out a loud cry that only happened to be heard by every single one of his toys in the room. As they all rushed to his side Cherrypit continued to cry to himself as he held the spot on his head that hurt the most.

It stung in more ways than one.

Cherrypit rested his palm over the bandage on his forehead. The bandage was covering up a deep cut, Alisaie had put it on Cherrypit shortly after he had received the injury. It probably needed to be changed soon, but Cherrypit didn’t know that

A small tonberry plush climbed up on Cherrypit’s head and gently patted his head. Cherrypit let out one last sob and sniffle, his eyes were still watery. He hated everything about his injury.

He hated how he got it, what had happened, and who had done it.

Cherrypit scooted a little bit back, determined not to repeat the same mistake as last time, and stood back up.

Rubbing the tears out of his eyes one last time, he caught sight of the robe on the bed.

It was one of his sister’s favorites. She called it the coziest and the warmest and the best one to wear if you were ever going into an important battle. Cherrypit remembered her description word for word. Which was part of the big reason it was one of the clothes he was going to take with him.

Without a single moment to waste Cherrypit ran over to the bed, knocking the tonberry plush off his head in the process. He grabbed the robe and bundled up to carry in his arms, deciding he would change into it later. It was almost sunrise and Cherrypit knew that Butter and Pancake would be waking up soon. If there were any people in the mansion that would stop him from leaving, it would be those two. And Cinnamon. Maybe?

He knew that they all meant well and that Butter had promised he would take care of him but Cherrypit was determined to follow the others on their trip no matter what.

Cherrypit had to make it all up. There was going to be some way to say he was sorry for messing everything up at Rhalgr’s Reach. And he was going to do that by helping out with whatever anyone would need in…um.

Wherever they were going!! Yeah!!!

“Let’s go! Let’s go!!” Cherrypit cried out to his toys as they pushed the suitcase behind him. As they left the room Cherrypit made sure to turn around and remind them to be quiet since they were sneaking around. Then, Cherrypit loudly sang a song to himself about frying squids that Bebe had sung one day.

The pier was as busy as ever, maybe even more so with everyone that was running around making last minute preparations for this last minute trip.

Cherrypit pushed his bright pink suitcase around, not giving a single thought to just how conspicuous and out of place he might appear. Thankfully everyone around him was too busy in their own affairs to pay attention to a small lalafell weaning an oversized healer’s robe.

Just as Cherrypit was about to attempt to board the boat he happened to hear two very familiar voices having a conversation. Cherrypit let out a surprised squeak and quickly moved to hide behind two perfectly sized crates. He poked his little head over the top, “Lulu? Hane?” Those voices belonged to them but Cherrypit wasn’t sure if they had seen him or not.

For the time being it looked like he was safe, as Lunya and Hanabi’s attention was drawn to the skies above them rather than what (or who) was behind them.

As close as he was, the sound of the ocean and the commotion around him drowned out much of the conversation for Cherrypit.

“Do you think that seagulls have some sort of vendetta against Coco?”

“No, I think one of them must have mistaken his floofy hair for food.”

If Cherrypit had been just a little taller he might have noticed thatCoco was sitting on the ground next to Lunya, recovering from being almost carried away by a seagull.

As Hanabi pensively gave Coco a pat on the shoulder, Cherrypit noticed that a few barrels next to his crates were slowly being carried onto the boat. “Ooooh…?” The baby-sized gears in his head were turning and all he needed was one last push to make his decision.

That last push came in the form of Calca and Brina lifting him and his suitcase up and into an open barrel before jumping in there with him. While Cherrypit had been busy watching what his friends were doing, both dolls had been hard at work throwing the oranges that had been inside the barrel straight into the ocean, so there would be more room in there for Cherrypit, his suitcase, and them.

As Cherrypit adjusted himself in the barrel he hugged both dolls “Thank you!” he said, giving them both a tight hug. “Yip-Yip-Ho!!” Sadly there was no room for them to spin around in the barrel but they would live.

It had been a total of twenty hours that Cherrypit had been awake now. So it was little surprise that as soon as he had gotten comfortable amongst the oranges he quickly fell asleep. Calca and Brina decided to let him sleep as they prepared to attack anyone who would be unlucky enough to crave an orange in the middle of the night.

At one point the swaying of the ship was enough to rouse Cherrypit from his nap.

“Mmmh…? Cherrypit rubbed the sleepiness out of his eyes and looked around. There was a slight twinge of sadness when he realized he wasn’t sleeping next to his sister. Then he remembered where exactly he was and what he was doing.

Before he could ask Calca or Brina if anything had happened while he was asleep he heard Lunya’s voice from outside the barrel.

“Butter..! Butter! Slow down! Tell me everything again.” She was pacing around in circles and using her free hand to twirl her long hair around her fingers. “First of all-don’t panic! Just because you can’t find Cherry doesn’t mean he’s missing. You know how he is. Maybe he’s just hiding somewhere to surprise you. That’s all!” Lunya was secretly hoping that her suspicion was right. She was a little bit more than worried too, considering everything that was going on with Cherrypit.

Cherrypit felt really bad for leaving without telling Butter. He hoped that he wasn’t too sad that he didn’t say goodbye to him. And now it sounded like Butter was so sad he was calling Lunya about it.

“Sorry Butts…” he whispered to himself.

As Butter told Lunya that he, Pancake and Cinnamon had looked pretty much everywhere-a large wave hit the side of the boat, causing it to heavily lurch to the side.

“Woah!!” Lunya waved her arms around to balance herself. As caught off guard as she was she still managed to float a little off the ground to avoid falling onto the floor of the deck.

‘Lunya?! Are you okay?! I heard a huge noise!! Did something happen?!’ Butter’s voice sounded more worried now than ever. Not only was Cherrypit missing, now Lunya could be in danger too?! Could things possibly get any worse?!?!

Lunya, who was about to reassure Butter that everything was fine, stopped in her tracks when she heard a crashing noise behind her. She felt something roll up behind her foot, looking down she noticed an orange rolling past her, then two, then three. Following the source of the oranges led her to the answer to Butter;s desperate question.

There, lying in a pile of oranges was Cherrypit and his bright pink suitcase, alongside his loyal Calca and Brina dolls.

Cherrypit was too dizzy to notice the jig was up or to do anything about it.

Lunya picked up an orange from the ground and let out a sigh, “Butter I found Cherrypit.”

‘Really?! That’s a relief! I was really worried for a ... Wait…’ Butter stopped just short of finishing his sentence. It was at that moment he remembered that Lunya was currently in the middle of the ocean aboard a boat that was heading to Kugane.

‘Don’t tell me…He’s on the...’

“He’s on the boat!”

#ffxivwrite2023 #lunya #hanabi #coco #butter #cherrypit #wahooo i dont know what possessed me to make it sorta longish but here we are its not gonna last #i guess this is sorta a sequel to an entry i wrote for lalapril like 2 years back #as if anyone but me remembers that one #cherrypits still a little hung up on losing to zenos and its like He wants to live up to how cool his sister is #he wants to be just as amazing as his perception of her is but thats kinda impossible but he cant know that hes just baby #its sorta the first time hes feeling strong emotions that arent angry or happy #like before hand if something sad happened hed just be angry or confused #give him some time

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biblicallyaccuratefaggot · 1 year

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goal for this summer is to be outside enough to not be ghost white like i have been the past few years

#believe it or not my skin turns kinda olivey when im properly tanned #i miss being outside a lot im ngl #went on a longish walk (like 3 miles) and its so fucked up that walks actually improve my mental health #just hope my knees dont throw a fit about it

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waywardsalt · 7 months

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unorganized ganonbeck brainworms going strong so now im thinking about ssbu ganonbeck cuz thats where it all began and its also just a really good ganonbeck premise

i mean, off the bat, ganondorf is a main playable character (i think y’all call em ‘smashers’? idk) and linebeck in ssbu is a master spirit so theyre both likely going to be known across the board by other spirits and smashers, so… they’re known. they can’t exactly fly under the radar and are generally visually noticeable, too.

i think ssbu ganonbeck is at its funniest when they’re trying to keep it a secret.

i mean, there’s probably hints in the beginning, linebeck going out of his way to watch ganondorf fight, ganondorf being seen talking with linebeck more often, other legend of zelda smashers and spirits having their own complicated feelings about these specific people seemingly getting to know each other better.

(im specifically interested in reactions from… idk specifically villains associated with ganondorf or… ANYONE canonically associated with ganondorf lol. linebeck just has toon link on his side)

the beginning stuff probably ramps up to slightly surprising stuff, linebeck seeking out ganondorf more often despite what people might assume of him, going as far as asking him to get drinks or something, and ganondorf just being oddly interested in what linebeck has to say over some others that make more sense and occasionally brining up things that linebeck has told him, this going all the way up to the two of them being noticeably flustered around each other, clearly signifying something-

and then to onlookers things appear to taper off back to just being friendly.

before things taper off, other spirits and smashers begin to take more notice, keeping an eye on ganondorf and linebeck out of curiosity, but once things appear to settle on just simply being friendly that attention goes elsewhere.

(of course, behind closed doors both literally and metaphorically, at that point ganondorf and linebeck start dating, but due to the prior attention decided it would be best just to keep it under wraps, out of irritation towards that attention and out of some sense that the knowledge of them dating wouldn’t go over well for some of the spirits or smashers, plus [mostly on linebecks end] worry over others making a stir over how odd the pairing is)

so time passes but people also start to notice that ganondorf is… less of an asshole? he seems to be in a better mood more often and while no one is really upset about that, it is curious and worth looking into.

it takes about a week for a group of smashers and spirits to (correctly) deduce that ganondorf is dating someone, and keeping it a secret. they can’t just ask ganondorf, so now there’s this little investigation group trying to figure out who’s caught ganondorf’s eye, and linebeck is removed from the suspect list because of course not, he’s more likely to be afraid of ganondorf and why would ganondorf be romantically interested in some random guy like that, they clearly dont have anything in common- (the group does not know about linebeck’s history of possession [he prefers to keep it secret], he still uses his old facade around the majority of people, and it is not common knowledge that he’s kind of a freak)

ganondorf and linebeck catch wind of the investigation and figure out their own set of excuses and hiding spots and every possible method of keeping things secret, so its practically a game to them as the investigating smashers and spirits go off on a wild goose chase the moment they eliminated linebeck as a suspect.

not every smasher or spirit cares about this investigation (they’ve seen enough relationships pop up and don’t really care about this new one) so in the midst of this mess, ganondorf and linebeck plan their next meetup based on what the investigation group are doing (without accounting for an uninterested party) and wind up getting walked in on by a group of smashers not involved with the investigation

linebeck and ganondorf end up being massively relived that the group that found them wont say anything (i always figure like. lucina (shes seen enough relationship shit to not care rn) cloud (its Not His Business) and sheik (really just wasnt interested) are the ones who find out), and the discovery group leave with exactly one rule: do not let toon link find out.

cue more ganondorf and linebeck figuring out ways to keep things secret, this time with a small group who do know, but they inevitably slip up a few more times so more and more people are in on it until the fact that they are actually dating gets out.

eventually, things flip; ganondorf and linebeck are no longer trying to keep their relationship a secret from everyone, everyone is trying to keep it a secret from toon link.

#IF I CANT DRAW THEN I WILL WRITE #ganonbeck #ganondorf #linebeck #ssbu #ofc this kinda relies on my specific read of linebeck but at the end of the day its just like #ganondorf and linebeck keep their relationship secret from the rest of the ssbu cast and shenanigans ensue #this can be like. a whole longish fic but i dont have the energy and idc abt most ssbu characters #this was supposed to be like. list of ideas vague concepts. this is a whole fic outline at this point #its a lil messy leans a bit into my specific read of linebeck and some ssbu biases but im thinkin abt ssbu ganonbeck and i htink its #funny if they try to hide their relationship in ssbu. they arent even the weirdest relationship thats sprung up but linebeck is insecure #part of the reason why its a secret is rlly bc ganondorf just doesnt want to deal with bullshit drama or w/e and linebeck is anxious abt it #id figure linebeck would be most in favor of keeping things a secret i imagine post-ph hes fucking sick of being the center of attention #look. them getting caught by the unconcerned group. it ranges from them being caught like. kissing. to getting it on in a storage room #this is all over the place but dont worry abt it. im just thinking abt them #you KNOW ww/ph link would have Thoughts on ganondorf and linebeck allegedly fucking #or something #salty talks

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exopelagic · 8 days

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what WAS the normal child response to learning abt climate change actually. bc I’m pretty sure ‘depressed for at least 6 months and becoming deeply fascinated by apocalypses for ~3 years’ was prooooobably not it but who am I to say

#did NOT realise how much this has shaped me actually #also am not exaggerating when I say depressed I. cannot remmeber a lot of it but my parents were Worried about me #anyway I joke abt how I’m a biologist now bc of pokemon and that is very true but this is probably a pretty big chunk too #it’s just wild like that happened when I was 11 and I was DEEEEEP in the apocalypse trenches until I was at least 14 #I think I wrote my first longish story when I was? 13? about waking up after some massive chunk of time to a world with no people left #that concept rlly held onto me for some reason. just all the people suddenly disappearing #I’m saying all this like I’m not still rlly into apocalypse stories but it is a mere shadow of its former self #anyway I’m so grateful for the conservation module I took this year bc learning abt the state of everything + the way out of it #scientifically instead of piecemeal from the news and the shit I could read abt. has been rlly good for my everything honestly #didn’t properly sink in until two months ago I don’t think that year this is kiiinda what I would like to do with my life #bc I’d always been resistant to the idea of doing conservation or climate science or anything bc historically thinking abt it for too long #has been BAD for me and I didn’t think I could do that forever while keeping most of me #but now I’m at a point where like. okay very likely I’m gonna be an actual scientist. and while pure science is cool and worthwhile #and I still have feelings abt how there’s no funding or anything for studies without immediate practical applications #(THEY NORMALLY COME LATER AND EVEN IF THEY DONT ITS WORTH KNOWING EVERYTHING WE CAN KNOW SHUT UUUUPPP)#i do wanna do smth that’s gonna make a difference bc like I’m kinda in a position where that’s possible here #anyway my masters is gonna be ecology and hopefully with a microclimate focus which is cool as hell and will hopefully keep stuff open a bit #and I’m gonna try do as much as I can next year. there’s some very cool stuff happening I might be able to join #anyway wow this took a turn #climate crisis! woo!!#luke.txt

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technicolorxsn · 1 year

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corduroy>>>>>>>>velvet

#velvet looks and feeks weird and i hate it #unless its soft n kinda longish #like. only very specific velvet is good

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cinderelvispresley · 2 years

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🍂 📺

My favorite fall activity is probably eating. I love all the food that comes with fall. Like, yeah, we all know that pumpkin spice is overrated but that doesn't mean it's not delicious. It's too And I think, even though it's not a horror movie, The Truman Show is the scariest movie in the world. That's my final answer. Terrifying stuff, man. But if I have to pick a horror movie, then probably Pet Sematary because it takes this beautiful thing of love, and this painful thing of grief, and shows how like, just awry those feelings can go. Not that I think the plot is possible. But, you know. Metaphorically.

#long post #longish #its kinda long

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the-s1lly-corner · 6 months

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hi! if you're feeling up to it, may i request tadc cast reuniting with the reader after escaping the digital circus? (not sure if caine would work though, sorry caine fans ;_;) tysm! btw, A+ gif choices :>

Reunited! (TADC cast x reader!)

Except Caine <|3 I kept putting this up because I uh uh

Kinda kept forgetting <\3 I'm so sorry anon 😭😭

This ended up more so being what you guys get up to after reuniting in the real world!

Written on mobile!

POMNI:

Sure she may have wanted to escape the digital world... a lot... but she never thought she would actually escape, and with everyone else too..! So that's nice! Imagine her shock when by pure chance she runs into you. More so shocked than anything, but relieved.. she was so tied up from being free again that she didnt realize how much she missed you.. it feels.. weird holding your real body.. but it's not unwelcome!

JAX:

Honestly the hardest thing for jax is to tone down his whole.. asshole thing, because people in the real world arent trapped in a space. Actually it would be this reason that you almost dont recognize him..! Woah jax not being an ass for once? Thats not your man!!!!!

As for feeling stuff... oh boy I think I mentioned somewhere that hes a clingy shit behind closed doors, or maybe that was a hyper specific request.. but get ready to have to carry this dude around for a few hours

RAGATHA:

I know I mentioned this. a few times but I love the idea of ragatha and her partner opening up a little bakery together. I can see her being into baking plus I think it fits her aesthetic; if she didnt get into Doll making and stuff... ponders... tearful reunion for you two, ragatha cant help but get a little touchy when she realizes it's you.. though she awkwardly pulls away and apologizes for that.. please hold her and dont let go

KINGER:

Its.. nice... I already have two teary reunions in this post.. hmm.. I don't think kinger would cry. The way I can describe it emotion wise is when you find an old trinket from your childhood. Nostalgic, maybe? I think he takes the longest to build himself back up to where you guys were in your relationship.. the trauma (which realistically they all have, however I think so far at least its hit kinger the worst), losing his possible wife (queener/queenie), reconnecting with his kids (I hc he had at least one kid!!), ect ect

You guys are going to have to take it slow, you know? I have a second request with this prompt for kinger so imma go more into that there!

ZOOBLE:

Writing this down first before I forget but you guys open up a body mod shop together. Piercings, tattoos, ect ect ect. Idk zooble just kind of gives off those vibes, and I feel like you guys would do that together. You guys move in a.. longish..while after reuniting in the real world and confirming who you are to one another.. it's not so much as zooble wants to make sure it's really you, its more so zooble needs time to get used to the real world again + they're cagey about their space !

GANGLE:

Another tearful reunion, she cant believe it's really you. She really thought that she would never see you again... but you're here..! Similar to jax, shes going to cling right onto you and not let go.. you guys hand out nearly everyday for the next few weeks while you try to sort things out, perhaps quickly moving in together

#tadc x reader #the amazing digital circus x reader #digital circus x reader #pomni x reader #ragatha x reader #jax x reader #kinger x reader #zooble x reader #gangle x reader

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kurosstuff · 14 days

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For the event 🦇

Lute x Vampire! Girlfriend!reader where the reader is incredibly famished due to not having any blood to drink for a longggg time.

Lute being the amazing gf she is steps up and offers reader to drink hers! Reader is incredibly hesitant tho cuz she doesn't want to hurt Lute. However she eventually agrees to feed from her. (Maybe gold blood taste different from red). Lute praising her the whole while for being strong and patient even tho she'd been starved. <3

I imagine it would be an incredibly intimate and fluffy moment due to the trust required

Oo this is a really good idea- ima make it q headcanon this time around, though~ I hope you don't mind? +longish drabble

Warning(s): vampire stuff, some angst, reader doesn't take care of themself very well, Lute is soft, the end kinda got dark? Idk

Lute x vampire!f!reader: feeding headcanons

Being a vampire and dating an angel? How the hell did that even happen? Technically speaking, you'd have to have been a demon- who was redeemed EVEN BEFORE lute even considered dating you-

Like. Ofc it's lute she's a bitch to all demons(and deep down she may view your vampire side as the remaining sin of being a demon even now) but. She loves you- so she'll Over look it

Ofc like an amazing lover- she takes care of your feedings ensuring your eating properly- even reminding you at times.

"Little bat" lute grumbled seeing the undrinken hotel of donated blood in your fridge cause she REFUSEF to allow it in the normal one. "Come and eat or no damn cuddles.. or kisses"

Hearing youe running, she hummed, smirking. Worked every time.

Of course there will be times she forgets to remind you.

Never on purpose no- she's a busy woman. She tends to over work(alot) but she tries-

For you she tries to take breaks more often which..isn't much but by her standards it is- its her attempt at it

She'll spend hours if not if neither of you are careful. Days training even more if execution day is coming.

Then she forgets to prepare your drinks- aware you hate it. Hate being reminded of what you are. So she does it instead- she knows you can yourself-

But ita her way of saying she loves you through actions

Execution day sucks. It's exhausting- the aftermath is never fun. Lute was in an even more sour mood which. Didn't help.

She didn't get a kiss nor hug. She tried to remember- did she forget something? A date? A anniversary? A holiday?

Shes done those often. Never on purpose. But her work- her training distracted her

Walking into the house, she blinked. It was quiet. Too quiet. To dark. Sighing, she put her mask on the table, going to the one place you went when upset. Your shared bedroom. On the way she prepared an apology- for.. whatever she must have done

"Babe?"

Nothing but completely silence answered her back. Frowning she walked into your shared room seeing you curled in your shared bed. Shaking. Frowning deeply she moved sitting beside you- quiet as she rubbed your arm

She knew what this meant. She knew that tense movement. Experienced it herself. Knows why you starve yourself. Even more from being a redeemed soul.

God, does she hate it. When you get like this.

"How long?" She spoke softly, watching you shakily lift three fingers. Taking a deep sigh, she hummed "weeks?' A nod. Rubbing your arm, she hummed. "Come on. Let's get you some fresh food. Tugging you onto her lap gently. Knowing talking at this moment hurt you. So she took up most of the talking. Making sure what she asked would be easy to answer back for you. Seeing your confused face made her smirk amused.

"Eat."

Tugging her shirt open, brushing her hair to the side, seeing your expression made her chuckle smirking "babe you drank from me before~ you can again, no?" You shook your head

"Will- will hurt-"

"Dove.. don't talk for me ok? Be a good girl and drink. You need to drink- to feed- I'll stop you if need be ok?" That was all you needed as you sunk your fangs into her. And began to drink.

"That's a good girl~" she praised, trying to hide her wince from you

Everytime without fail as she allows you to feed off her. She knows how you get- how rich her angel blood is. She has been warned to be careful

She is. She takes the precaution that even though you have control of yourself. It isn't always the case- sometimes you attempt to get more then what you need- take more

Your addicted to her blood

And she knows it.

And she knows how down right dangerous that is- but she's a good mate. She'll feed you in anyway to ensure your survival.

And if not yours. Then, any poor soul you decide is your next meal. Your her responsibility just as she is yours

#hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel #hazbin lute #lute x reader #hazbin hotel lute #MONSTER AU #hazbin hotel x y/n #hazbin hotel x you

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acowardinmordor · 5 months

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a concept from me and @mephestopheles wanting bizarre versions of trans experiences.

The Harrington's move them to Hawkins when Stevie is like, 9 or 10. They're rarely ever home, so, it only takes a tiny bit of work and one helpful nanny for Stephen Harrington to tweak the records, and get to live as Stephanie, Stevie, Harrington. She only has to act like a boy a few days a year, and keeps her hair longish, but not so long she can't play if off when they come home.

Everyone in school thinks she's a bit of a tomboy, but she takes choir to get better control of her voice. Stays in sports because she loves sports, still rules the school bc she can have parties whenever, still has her slut era, but is known for being... generous with lovers, which keeps anyone from noticing.

This means she meets Robin in soccer, and it doesn't stop Stevie being a mean girl and super popular, and kinda bitchy, but its good for her anyway.

How does this intersect with canon? unknown.

How does this eventually become a plot? shrug emoji.

#trans steve harrington #can keep all the 80s risks #she's just super good at this #so hasn't dealt with them #maybe the town thinks she has an older brother who is usually with the harringtons on trips #But let Stevie see an opportunity when she's in a new town #and choose to take it

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royalty-unknown · 2 years

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You. Are. Loved

Cg!Eddie Munson x Cg!Steve Harrington x little!reader

WARNING : angst/fluff, SELF-HARM!, Toxic families, Anti-agere(form parent or gaurdian) ,Poly relationship, Age regression, violence(Slight hitting),Big space *Only for a little* crying, Shaking, slight Aggressiveness from Steve but nothing serious, Mentions of blood, bad grammar, terribly written, mistakes, cursing, partially based on a true story. DON'T LIKE DON'T READ! thank you~

Hewo! This is my Second story and I’m just want to say this is sfw ONLY and not a kink. It is a coping mechanism used to help in many different ways and is NOT ddlg. Heads up it's kinda longish ngl but this is my second time writing a story so I put much thought into it! Please take note that this is partially based on a true story aka my life. (DISCALAIMER) SELF HARM IS NOT AN AESTHETIC!!

Half Summary: You didn’t quite know why you self-harmed…Fucking hell. yes you did it was beacause of your family/mom/dad/gardian/etc Constantly body shaming, yelling, controlling, (etc) and most importantly neglecting (at) you so you used Age regression as a way to help you. Your boyfriends Steve Harrington and Eddie Munson were your Caregivers and loved you so much and never judged you. You felt like age regression was really helping you get past the past..That was until your mom/dad/guardian/etc walked in your room as you were trying to shift with your Paci in your mouth and bottle next to you while watching cartoons..She took everything

“M-Mom (/dad/guardian/etc) wait! Give it back!” y/n said “NO What is this bullshit! Your acting like a baby and its Stupid you know God wants us to grow not act like a baby be the big girl you oh so claim to be and figure out your problems like a normal human being and GROW THE FUCK UP!” your mom said yelling and shouting at you which you were sensitive to and throwing the paci and bottle away. you flinched and whimpered. She left and slammed your room door shut. You broke down in tears as you started to pack your stuff, just some clothes and the f/c (Favorite color) stuffie that Eddie and Steve gifted to you after learning about your age regression about 2 years ago. Then you see it..The box that you keep your razor in you set down your f/c (Favorite color) bag with cute fidgets, keychains and things that you can play with which Steve and Eddie also gifted to you as one of your birthday presents.

You opened the box, saw the razor and everythings came back to you, that feeling that never gets old. Eddie and Steve knew about your self harm and you told them you stopped and you did..at the time you told them. You tried to stop but everytime something bad happened you did it. You had been clean for about 2 months now and today you told yourself only 5 cuts…but 5 turned into 10…and 10 turned into 20…. And before you knew it you were at 38…you were crying so much just wishing Steve and Eddie we’re there to stop you..now you felt like your arm was ruined by cuts..you put the razor back into the box and packed it still sobbing. You had no Idea why you still lived with your parents/parents/guardian/etc . You just didn’t when you turned 18 (or age) you could move out but you didn’t in hopes to fix things but no you made everything worse you thought. You grabbed your bag and left getting into your car. You're still sobbing and crying and you started to drive. You didn’t know where you just drove not even noticing that your cuts we’re bleeding badly and needed to be treated soon, you left at 2:22pm and didn’t stop driving until about 10:22pm your walkie was in the passenger seat eddie and steve decorated it for you it was f/c (Favorite color) with f/t (favorite things) type stickers it buzzed and then you heard steve's voice “Y/n?? Y/n come in! Where are you?” You thought about not picking it up but that would just cause them to worry more “Y/N/? Baby are you ok??” Eddie said you slowly picked it up hesitantly but still you pressed that button now there was no going back “y-yes..” you said weakly with a slight crack in your voice. “Baby! Oh god! Where are you? It's been 3 days!” Steve said then it hit you..You 're driving for three days straight, you 're thinking too much. You looked at your arm and saw a lot of dried up blood “Sweetheart!” Eddie called “y-yes s-sorry um…” You looked around to see that you weren't far from Steve's house “I-I actually am heading to steve’s house..” you said as you drove there “No. No. Well yes come here but tell us where you have been and where you are now.” Steve said it in a tone that scared you slightly. You put the walkie down and drove to Steve's house ignoring the questions from Dustin, Nancy, Steve, Eddie and Max as well. About 1 hour later when you were at Steve's house you grabbed your bag and opened the car door shutting and locking it then walking up to his door putting your sleeve down so they didn’t see the cuts. You opened the door to see a Steve whose head was in his hands slightly in his hair while his leg was bouncing up and down and a Eddie who was mumbling things about you and pacing back and forth they,turned their heads to the door because it opened and saw you.

Their eyes widened and they ran up to you and hugged you “Where were you y/n??” Steve said “We were worried sick” Eddie added on. It took you a moment to reply but you shrugged and just walked up to Steve's room causing them to let go and follow you “Hey! Answer me!” Steve said, grabbing your arm slightly raising his voice..You flinched and tears fell out of your eye’s..not only because he yelled but because he was grabbing your arm too tight..the same arm you cut “O-Owie!” You said starting to shift into little space “Let Go!” You said snatching your arm back but his grip only got tighter causing you to let out a quiet sob and tried to hit his chest as hard as you can over and over but the punches only came out as soft little hits (The same exact thing that mike did to hopper when mike found out hopper was hiding el) “Y-”steve started trying to stop and hug you Hit “H-Hey” Eddie stepped in and held you from behind wrapping his arms around you waist but you hit him saying “Lwet! gwo!” hitting him again the punches became softer and softer until you're just bawling your eyes and heart out into Eddie’s chest. Steve let go of your wrist and hugged you not knowing exactly what to do, eddie picked you up rocking you and gently shushing you he himself didn’t know what to do but he just thought this was the best Idea you sobs tuned into cries which turned into whimpers which turned into sniffles which turned into soft snores Steve got out your f/c (Favorite color) pj’s and made a bath while eddie laid you down slowly taking off your bottoms as to not wake you up he did the same with the shirts and undergarments and it wasn’t until he picked you up and brought you to the tub that he noticed..the cuts..”s-steve” he whispered “hm?-'' he stopped when he came in and saw your arm “baby…” he walked to you and gently picked up your arm so as to not wake you up and closed his eyes with some tears falling and sighed. “I’ll get the first aid kit..” Eddie said wiping his eyes to avoid tears but they still left his eyes. After 20 mins you were washed up and your scars were wrapped and treated. Steve picked you up and wrapped you in your f/c (Favorite color) towel and took you to the bed lotioning you (Etc) and putting on your pj’s (For my black girl audience like me or just audience that wraps their hair up if there’s any they did wrap your hair up scarf/bonnet etc) and laid you down putting a paci in your mouth and your bottle with water in it on the nightstand next to you. They got in the bed on each side of you, kissed your forehead, put their foreheads together, hugged each other then kissed each other's forehead saying good night, laying down and going to sleep.

10am You woke up, Not sure where you were and not remembering anything you rubbed the sleepiness out of your eyes and realized you were in your boyfriend(s) home in his bed alone and you had your pj’s on, paci in your mouth and your arms were wrapped. You started to panic they find out about you cutting before you could get too deep in thought the door opened to reveal your two lovely boyfriends with f/p/b/f (Favorite pancakes/ breakfast food) and eddie with your bottle filled with milk “Morning little one” Steve said “Morning bubba” Eddie said “M-Mornwing daddies” you said looking into your lap playing with the bandages not sure if they were still upset about the cutting “Sweetheart look at me” Eddie said setting the bottle on the nightstand and sitting on the bed and grabbing your arms and folding them so your hand was over your cuts on each arm “No.” you unfolded your arms confused and he folded them again “No.” Eddie said you unfolded them getting that he’s saying no to you cutting and he folded them again “No.” Eddie said grabbing in between your folded arms holding them together “Talk to us..we are here we love you and you and us both know that this is not helping.” Steve said, setting down the tray of food. You were sobbing Eddie pulled you onto his lap and hugged you, Steve softly sushing you and Eddie holding you close to and rocking you. Once you stopped crying they sat you down and each wiped each eye “Talk to us baby..What made you do this to your pretty arms?..” Steve said, taking off the bandages. You let everything out and told them everything from your family/mom/dad/guardian/etc being toxic to your mom/dad/guardian/etc throwing away your paci and bottle. They were furious by the time you finished talking. “Live here.” Steve said “h-huh-” “Live here. So this can stop. we can stand seeing you struggle like this little one” steve said “We will talk to you about it when your big again but until then~” Eddie started planting kisses all over your face while steve kissed over top of your cuts causing you to let out giggles and laughs “Your pretty” Eddie said in between kisses “Your worth it” Steve said in between kisses and more compliments and kisses just kept coming until you heard “You. Are. Loved.” Eddie said, `` Which made you smile as your lip quivered “You hear us little one? You. Are Loved No matter what. So promise us you will talk to us when you're sad or you feel like you want to hurt yourself again. Please..” Steve added on it took you a second but you said it “I prwomise daddys.” they smiled “Thank you princess” Steve said “Thank you sweetheart” Eddie said “I’s wuv chu daddas” you said “We love you too little one” They said sitting up steve wrapping your arm up and eddie Cutting up your b/f (Breakfast food) into smaller pieces so you don't choke and once steve was done you 3 ended up eating, cuddling, and watching cartoons all day.

Word Count: 2092

Hi guys this was my second story please let me know your thoughts and opinions but in a respectful manner! I know that this was somewhat scrambled-ish, rushed,and depressing. But hopefully this is good and not too bad! And again I will hope to improve as I go and continue writing stories! But anyways hope your drinking 1-4 water bottles/cups of water and eating at least 1-2 meals a day! Until the next one my lovely Victims~

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☢Killer Bunny☢

#little!reader #eddie munson x female reader #daddy!eddie #daddy!steve #age regression #slight angst #steve harrington #eddie munson #care giver #toxic family #Reading with bunny #cg!eddie #eddie munson x black!reader #steve harrington x black!reader

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zephrunsimperium · 3 months

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Y'all... I have another AU ToT Bill got to be a human so naturally I made a completely different universe in which Ford is a demon. The brainrot is real and I wanna post stuff here soooooo

What I love about this AU is that I’ve put the twins in a world where their skill sets are valued at opposite levels than they were on earth. But I will say, this AU has developed so much that it's barely recognizable as having started from GF.

TW for death of a pregnant woman, spousal abuse/toxic relationships

Zeph's Demon Ford AU

Part I: Mortality

Stan is the leader of a thieving crew in an apocalyptic world called Scadrial. (I've based this part off of the world in Brandon Sanderson's Mistborn trilogy, but although I recommend it highly, I'll describe all of this so nobody has to have read it to understand.) As for Ford... He and Stan aren’t identical. Ford never bulks up like he does in canon. He likes to read and write but doesn't have much of an outlet for that - he’s just constantly journaling. He’s very quiet, but very spiteful. He doesn’t speak much and is very sickly and awkward. He also doesn’t sleep much so he’s got really sunken dark eyes behind longish dirty hair.

Stan obviously loves Ford very much, but the crew members are kinda pissed that he’s there because they feel like he doesn’t do anything and yet he gets paid for their work. At one point his journal gets stolen and he’s outed for his crush on one of the (male) crew members. This really weakens Stan’s reputation and the crew pulls a coup.

The twins end up on the streets and Ford just feels awful; he was utterly humiliated and the crew members really roughed him up. He hated feeling so weak. He also starts having awful nightmares; he's being targeted by a dream demon. The demon repeatedly asks Ford to make a deal with it, but Ford refuses again and again. Ford ends up killing a nobleman; for his pocket change, but really to prove something to himself. The noble's murder attracts the attention of law enforcement and he and Stan are captured. Before they're executed, Ford decides to take the demon's deal.

Part II: Fiddleford

Ford and Stan spend years as the demon's servant, until Ford is able to overthrow it, taking its power for himself. He received the powers of the dream demon and Stan received the power of a shapeshifting illusionist. They were left with a problem, however: if Sixer didn’t get enough worship, both he and Stan would die. Taking the name Sixer to separate himself from his younger, weaker self, he devised a strategy where he would find a mortal to seduce, squeeze all the worship he could out of them, kill them, and live off of the power until he needed to find someone else.

Eventually, Sixer started conning Fiddleford McGucket, a newly wed cattle driver in 1880s Texas. He preyed on Fiddleford’s closeted sexuality and faith, posing as an angel sent from god to help cure his sexual deviance. Fiddleford, however, took longer to con than most and Sixer was forced to spend more time with the man. Out of jealousy, he poisoned a pregnant EmmaMay, getting Fiddleford all to himself.

Sixer decided he had spent far too much time and energy on Fiddleford to murder him like the others - and growing up with very little as a child had made Sixer VERY territorial. Before Fiddleford could find out that Sixer had lied about being an angel, he convinced Fiddleford to give him his soul and make him immortal, gifting him the power to control memory and a body made of vegetation.

Fiddleford would spend the next century trying to justify…. Everything. Sure Sixer had lied and had been trying to con him, but he was clearly being given special treatment compared to Sixer's other victims. Sure he only admitted he loved him when he was intoxicated but he did love him! Sixer's drunken rants about his childhood and peeks into his memory only made him seem more redeemable.

(Stan, in case you’re curious, just eventually learned to do his own thing. He talked to Fiddleford one on one a lot but Sixer had changed so much, any interaction he had with him usually ended in a shouting match. Unable to leave, Stan just tries to keep his head down and enjoy what little he can)

Part III: Bill

While Sixer grew resentful of Fiddleford’s clinginess, Fiddleford grew resentful of Sixer’s unfair treatment. Eventually, he murdered one of Sixer’s targets, cutting off his worship supply. In retaliation, Sixer picked up a recently reincarnated Bill Cipher (from after the canon Weirdmageddon events) to make Fidds jealous.

Excited about the prospect of winning over a different Stanford with sticking it to a different Fiddleford as an added bonus, Bill agreed to the hook up and ended up convincing Sixer to get rid of Fiddleford entirely. Sixer hated the fact that his soft spot for Fidds had made him weak and Bill offered to fix the problem of his worship supply's connection to his mortality so it seemed a fair trade.

Sixer's regret for killing his unofficial consort was strong, but he tried his hardest to push it down. The regret grew, however, into resentment for Bill and Sixer decided to overthrow Bill the same way he did his old demon master. Bill figured out early that Sixer was planning something like this, but - unwilling to accept the idea of losing Ford a second time - denial prevented him from taking any course of action against Sixer's machinations. Until, that is, they grew too hard to ignore and Sixer exploded about how killing Fiddleford was the worst mistake he ever made.

Enraged by a second betrayal, Sixer met the same fate by Bill's hand that Fiddleford had met by Sixer's own.

(And Stan lived happily ever after)

#gravity falls #stanford pines #fiddleford mcgucket #bill cipher #fiddauthor #demon ford au #billford #emma may dixon #stanley pines #stan twins #gravity falls au

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thefatedthoughtofyou · 4 months

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Sweet Music Playing in the Dark ( Be Still, My Foolish Heart ) [ part 2 ]

[ part 1 ] { the explanation of what this "fic" series is, is on the first post. And it's longish so i dont wanna clutter every post with it. So I'll just direct y'all to that post. 😊 }

There's a scandal. Steve gets into an altercation with the paparazzi. Like, a full on fist fight with one of them.

It's Jonathan. He'd been threatening to leak pics of Steve and Nancy together that he'd got from stalking them and like climbing trees outside of the fence around Steve's house. It's a whole THING, in the papers for a few weeks.

Steve and Nancy break up. And then a week later there's another upraor as Nancy is seen with the fucking paparazzi that Steve fought. Even the shittiest gossip mags are like .... "thats pretty fucked up"

So like, most people are on Steve's side. Eddie texts Steve the day after the attack is on tv and asks if he's okay? And then they just kind of, become each other's little support systems. Chrissy and Robin are included. All of them have a group chat now. It's full of everything. Ranging from dumb shit to sweet shit to memes and jokes and all their love.

And then Eddie gets his heart broken. I don't know who by yet... maybe just some guy he'd been seeing who he thought was only seeing him. And then he sees the guy with someone else and confronts him and he tells steve later he said,

"C'mon eddie. You're a touring rock star. You expect me to believe you don't sleep with people after your shows? Yeah right. Stop acting so innocent. And honestly... stop being so clingy."

And Steve is full of rage but pushes it back. Flies to whatever city Eddie is in. Robin and Chrissy go too. And they all just hang with Eddie and the CC boys for awhile while they take a break from touring.

And THAT'S when Eddie writes the song they sing together. Steve has been letting him write. But can't wait to ask him about it anymore. And Eddie goes a little red and is like ...

"its kinda... for the both of us? I'd love for you to sing it with me. If you want I mean, if you like it. It's.. is that too much?" And Steve smiles and shakes his head. Asks to hear it.

And when Eddie plays a bit of it, shakily, on the piano and sings some for him, Steve's breath catches in his throat as he listens to Eddie's raspy voice. He loves the song. Is honored to sing it with Eddie. And they release a video of the whole fucking song on both their Instagrams and their fans go fucking nuts.

It takes them awhile still after that to get together. But they stay close. With Chrissy and Robin too. And they all heal and Eddie teaches Robin to scream and she loves him. And Chrissy loves Steve. And they all just are a little family.

Chrissy and robin have been together for years. But they support their boys with their whole hearts. Knowing they'll get together eventually. They have to, Robin says, Chrissy agrees, nods, says,

"yeah. It's destiny."

And it is.

#i know this one is short but there will be more i promise #sweet music #sweet music part 2 #steddie #steddie fic #steddie ficlet #steddie song fic #mine #my writing #my fic #steve harrington x eddie munson #rockstar!eddie munson #Spotify

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doasyoudesireandlive · 11 months

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Min skatt

Pairing: Thor Odinson x reader (AU setting)

Summary: Your first meeting with Thor.

Warnings: intoxication, fluff, kissing, Amanda is a bad friend, possessiveness,pet names, kinda meet-cute?

A/N: This is my first time writing for Thor. Ive wanted to try it for a while. Hope I did it justice. Thank you @late-to-the-party-81 and @jobean12-blog for your forever support ❤ As always its lazily proof read by me, and English is not my first language. Happy reading!

header by me. dividers by @saradika

"Come on Y/N!" Your friend Amanda grabbed your hand and pulled you towards the door. You were going to a party. Your first party here since you moved to town.

Amanda just walked right in, and soon you were seated in a chabby couch, talking to a guy named Bucky.

"So you see, thats why cats are so much smarter than dogs" Bucky gestured wildly with his hands. You looked at him with confusion.

"Ah, I see… so… are you from here?" you asked him politely, not wanting to fall into the "cats vs dogs" trap he laid out for you.

Bucky shot you a charming smile. "Born and raised, baby. But not you. I havent seen you around and you are too pretty to go unnoticed." He winked at you.

Snorting out a laugh, you tell him that you needed a change of scenery, and after inheriting a house from your great aunt you ended up here.

Bucky was just about to say something when someone climbed into his lap. The "someone" was a tall, muscular 'american sweetheart' kinda guy.

"Where did you go?" The American sweetheart's voice is thick and sweet as he rubs the tip of his nose against Buckys.

"Ive been sitting here all along, punk. You're the one who walked away." The teasing tone of Buckys voice make a shiver run down your spine. You cant seem to tear your eyes from him and the golden boy. Then they start to make out and you just sit there, staring at them like a creep.

Bucky break the kiss and turn to you. "Y/N, this is my Steve." His eyes glisten with amusement. You manage to extend your hand for Steve to shake, and he does so while smirking. "I like this one, Buck."

"Y/N!" Amandas voice breaks through the sounds of the party.

You turn around to find her standing by the door, heavily making out with a man with longish black hair.

Clearing your throat you say "you called?"

Amanda turns around sporting a dopey grin. "There you are, you silly goose. Im going now… so, you have to hitch a ride home on your own.toodles!"

The black haired man just measure you up and down before grinning. "Nice to meet you, beautiful. Until next time"

Amanda and the mystery man is soon out the door, leaving you there alone. Or not alone, alone. You just dont know a lot of people yet. Huffing, you go to find tequila.

"So, yeah. Thats my story. You are insanely beautiful by the way. I mean wow. Just wow." You had definitely found tequila, and taken a few shots.

The redhead you were talking to, Natasha, smiled sweetly at you. "Thank you. You are way too sweet, pretty girl" The last two words said so sweetly that you could taste them on your tongue.She reached up and cupped your face before giving you a kiss - right on the lips. It was short and sweet, but it made you feel all gooey inside.

"See ya" Natasha walked away, leaving you there alone, with your heart thumping in your chest.

"Well, well. Who are you?" A dark, melodic voice sounded from behind you. You turned around and looked at the god of a man.

Tall, muscular, broad shoulders, narrow waist and big hands. A beautiful face with a sculpted jaw, high cheekbones and dark blonde scruff. His eyes were something different. Icy blue as a glacier in sunshine, with specs of greenish blue like the shallow waters of the ocean. His smile made his eyes sparkle.

"um, hi. I mean, I'm Y/N" You blushed, feeling like you had made a fool out of yourself. Your pulse was rushing in your ears and it felt like you had just turned sober,from the embarrassment.Still you extended your hand for him to shake.

He seemed amused. "Im Thor. Why don't I know you? You are stunning" He took your hand in his,holding it like you were a princess.

You looked at him in awe. "Me? how about you? Don't you own a mirror, Mr. Price Charming?" Your response seemed to surprise him, confusion showing on his face. You were afraid that you had fucked up, but suddenly his face split into a smile and a hearty laughter filled your ears.

"You are snappy! I like it!" You laughed to, realief washing over you.

"so, Skatt, you wanna come play beer pong?" You simply nod and Thor pulls you along outside to play.

Beer pong was so fun, and when paired up with Thor, you won every round. The outside air turned moist and cold, so you all migrated indoors. It was getting late (or early) so it was only the "core" left. Bucky, Steve, Sam, Natasha, Wanda,Clint, Tony, Bruce, Thor and you. You are seated in the living room, most of you on the verge of sleep. You sat with Thor.

Suddenly you remembered Amanda. "Wow… she really just left me here" you mutter to yourself. The feeling of betrayal sneaks its way in.

"What was that, Skatt?" Thor's voice is soft and sweet like honey. You turn to look at him,and let out a gasp as you realize that you are so close that you can feel his breath on your face. Staring into his eyes, you feel excitement and lust stirring in your belly.

"um, well, yeah. I don't know if you remember but I came here with my 'friend' Amanda" Thor hums and wraps his arm over your shoulders and pulls you close.

"And why is that important, Skatt?" You look at him, squinting your eyes.

"you know what? It's not important at all." You lean into his embrace and you sit there in comfortable silence for a few minutes. The bad feeling just melts away, like an icecream in sunny weather.

Your voice cut through the silence.

"Thor? You keep calling me 'Skatt'... What does it mean?"

Thor cups your face and leans in. His nose brushes yours and his breath fan over your lips, he's so close - you can almost taste him.

"It means treasure or precious" he whispers before kissing you.

The kiss is sweet, but quickly turns filthy and lustful. You break the kiss, but stays in Thors embrace.

Thor pulls you into his lap, so you're straddling him. He pulls you closer, making you gasp as you can feel his arousal against your clothed core.

Possessiveness glisten in his eyes. He whispers in your ear, words that would change your life forever.

"Min Skatt. My treasure. My precious."

taglist: @late-to-the-party-81 @animnerd

#tonje writes #thor odinson x reader #fluff #meet cute #thor x reader #thor odinson x you

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