#ivan k i love you

[possessedbydevils]

I would say "What that mouth do?" but he would reply with over analysing religion and the effects it has on people

#ivan k i love you #dostoevksy #dostoevsky #dostoyevski #fyodor dostoevsky #my art #digital art #art #ivan fyodorovich karamazov #ivan karamazov #tbk #the brothers karamazov #brothers karamazov #ruslit #russian lit #russian literature #fiodor dostoievski #fedor dostoevskij

[ma1dmer]

Call of Duty - Vladimir Makarov NSFW

the first time I went on a date with a slavic man my mother turned to me and told me "I didn't immigrate, for you to be going out with Ivan from the village" anyways, here is ivan from the village

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex): surprisingly he talks, he'll go on and on about the small things in his day to day, his shitty day, the things he's seen since he last saw you, his plans for the future ,especially if you speak his language, in the darkness of your room pressed against each other naked like that, he almost opens up to you

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s): he loves legs, he is a man who can appreciate a good high heel to elongate them, loves fucking you in the tights and heels combo, very particular about them too, he sees you walking around in a skirt with a slit up the thigh and heels and he's pulling you to him, asking if this is his present

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically): in the heat of the moment he's so into the idea of cumming on you, messing up that pretty face of yours or leaving his mark on you in a way, but the second that post nut clarity hits he is absolutely disgusted, quickly throws something for you to clean up with while wiping his hand

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs): he is a bit of a masochist, its just one of those things he'll never admit and you better not bring them up at any point in any conversation, but it gets him so riled up when you have the balls to slap him back, he doesn't encourage your behavior outside of very specific moments in the bedroom though, it's rare for him to actually allow it, but you can immediately tell when he's in one of those moods, he'll be lost in the feeling of you wrapped around his cock and suddenly yank your hand to wrap around his throat and growl at you to go on

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?): a man with a lot of experience, mostly anonymous hook ups here and there, so it's tough to get him to get used to an actual serious commited relationship, but it's nice, he won't complain with having someone to always warm his bed or wait for him to come back home

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying): the basics, on your back holding your legs as he fucks you, he'll kiss your forehead or cheek growling filth against your sweaty skin, if you turn away from his kisses he forces you to look at him, gets very petty about that

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.): serious and very very intense

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.): all natural, not particularly hairy but he doesn't do anything to it, he always smells very very strongly of cologne as well

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect): not exactly romantic, if you keep him content and his bed warm, he spoils you outside the bedroom, that's his way of showing he cares and his commitment to you, but he keeps his distance in general, he is a greedy greedy man, he wants your full attention but won't give you his unless he is forced to do so

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon): before he thinks of jacking off he first texts you, if you don't answer his texts, he calls you, asks you if you are busy, not really caring for any answer other than "no, my love, what do you want?" ,he'll be stroking himself through his pants as he asks you to come over or tells you he's about to pop in for a bit, if you happen to be busy he'd rather take a shower and wait for when when he can next see you again

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks): power dynamics, impact play, choking etc

L = Location (favorite places to do the do): he keeps his private business behind closed doors, can't stand the idea of other men ogling you

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going): a short skirt, high heels, red lipstick, play a bit of dress up for him, he's a simple man who can still enjoy the simple pleasures of life

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs): he does not share, he gets angry with you when another man looks at you, can't even comprehend the thought of bringing someone else in the bedroom, if you even suggest it, you are out, he's gone, and he's fucking every single woman within a 100 mile radius as revenge

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.): loves receiving, he is not particularly gentle with it though, he likes things very specifically so he orders you around or straight up moves your head like his personal fleshlight, he also enjoys having a finger or two in him while you give him head, won't talk about it outside the bedroom, but always lifts his hips up or straight up moves your hand to his ass when he fucks your mouth to let you do your thing

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.): rough and fast, he'll take his time to prepare you but once he's inside he's almost single mindedly chasing his own pleasure, you have to keep up with him and take matters into your own hand, enjoys the show greatly

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.): not a big fan, if he is at work, he is at work, you don't intrude during that time and he hates nothing more than an impatient brat

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.): not really, he likes things very particularly done, its difficult to convince him to do something new, he's not unmovable but if you insist too much he gets stubborn and will keep denying you

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?): it really depends on the context, how long since he last saw you? how pent up is he? after a success or a failure? how generous is he feeling that night? is he spending the night or needs to fly out in a couple of hours? everything moves with his schedule

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?): he's quite possessive and very self absorbed, he doesn't like the idea of you using them by yourself when he's gone, but can definitely be convinced with something he can control for you

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease): he is pretty straight forward, isn't so much a tease as he has a bit of a mean streak, he enjoys the little jump you make when you think he's gonna spank you ,but instead he just gently cups your ass or thighs, will smirk and ask you if you are scared of him or something, tells you to relax and stop being so tense, even though you have legit reasons to be worried

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.): grunts and groans and a lot, a lot of dirty talk, especially if he sees it gets a rise out of you, you'd expect him to be quieter but no not really, he makes these deep guttural grunts as he fucks you and curses up a storm, especially in russian

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character): he is a pussy slapper, he eats it with precision and great enjoyment, but he's so mean about it, will coo at you in russian when you flinch at his touch

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes): average length but very thick with a slightly thinner crown, very hard to adjust to

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?): very average, it's common to send you off with a wave of his hand if he is busy, but when the need arises in him he does expect you to drop everything for him

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards): this man is a little spoon, he will never admit it or ask, but every night he turns his back to you and expects you to hug him at some point

#call of duty #call of duty smut #call of duty x reader #makarov smut #makarov #makarov x reader #vladimir makarov #vladimir makarov smut #vladimir makarov x reader #modern warfare #modern warfare smut #modern warfare 3 smut #modern warfare 3 x reader #call of duty modern warfare #cod mw3 #cod mw2 #cod smut #cod mw3 smut #.writing

[kasagia]

❄️️Warm my heart pt. 2❄️️

Pairing: Aleksander Morozova/ The Darkling x fem! heartrender! reader Summary: December. Everyone in the Little and Grand Palaces is excited about the upcoming holidays. Only the Black General seems rather... depressed. Like every year when these holidays are coming closer. Maybe this year, since you've been promoted to his second-in-command, you can make the general's holidays a little more enjoyable? And you're not doing it because you're in love with him and you want to see him finally careless happy... not even a little bit. Written with sounds of: Chemtrails over the country club - Lana Del Rey Word Count: 3,5 k Taglist: @aoi-targaryen @budugu ~•♤♤♤•~ Aleksander Morozova's Masterlist ~•♤♤♤•~ ~•♤♤♤•~ Part 1 ~•♤♤♤•~ Part 3 ~•♤♤♤•~

Sneeze. You blow your nose into your handkerchief as quietly as you can and go back to writing. Another sneeze. You watch the tent flap out of the corner of your eye, ready for his return at any moment.

You caught a cold. Probably because you fell into a snowdrift with him and had… a moment there. You'd probably rather avoid all this. At least your heart wouldn't beat stupidly every time you were in his presence. And the stuffy nose and scratchy throat were just an irritating addition to your misery.

You sneeze loudly just as you hear his heavy-booted footsteps entering his tent. You mentally curse and close your eyes. You hear him brush the snow off his clothes before he stands still as he notices you. His burning gaze on your back almost makes you feel a little warmer.

"I'd like to say that I have right, but you look so poorly that even Ivan wouldn't have the heart to tell you that. Explain to me, in the name of the saints, what you are doing here instead of warming yourself by the fire wrapped in a blanket, preferably with a healer who will help you get out of this?" he asks, crossing his arms and wrinkling his nose at the pile of used tissues next to you.

"We ungrouped. Zoya took everyone with her except Fedyor, Mal, and Alina and went on looking for the stag." you grumble, pulling your coat tighter around you. "Besides, I haven't finished these papers."

"Why the hell did the tracker stay here instead of going with them?"

You shrug. "I guess he doesn't get along with Zoya. He said the stag got scared and found a hiding place to wait out the worst of the snow. He says we'll try again in a week, when it will stop snowing a little bit. I'm not surprised. If I were him, I'd also rather go back to the castle than chase the stag in the beginning of the raw winter."

"If you were him, we would have had a stag's bones in the Little Palace long ago, ready to be used when Alina mastered her powers. Besides, the boy distracts her. Not only does he delay our hunting, he also delays her training and doesn't let her use her full potential."

Jealousy settles unpleasantly inside you, digging a hole in your stomach. You should get used to it. Eventually, he and Alina will end up together one day and make a great couple. Sun and shadows. Light and darkness. Day and night. And other poetic shit like that. They were soulmates. One of a kind. No one could deny it.

"Maybe you're not as good a teacher as Baghra after all?" you say teasingly, trying to enjoy all the attention he was still showing you... at least until he realises that Alina is… extraordinary and is much more worthy of the position by his side. As his second-in-command, right hand, or… even someone much more, you could ever be to him.

"And you against me? My own deputy?" he snorts and walks over to the fire in the centre of the tent. You see the smirk stretch across his lips, and it instantly warms you, even before he even lights the fire.

"Baghra is specific, to say the least, but she is great at what she does. I don't know many people who would ever lose control of their powers after training with her."

"Believe me, I know such people…" he says thoughtfully. He stops lighting the fire and stares at the tinder in his hands. You feel the tension in his muscles and the quickening of his heartbeat as another of his memories comes flooding back to him.

Your heart clenches with grief and sympathy as you see his eyes darken under the heavy flashback. Without thinking, you walk up to him and take the tinder from his hand to light the fire yourself.

"When I was little, my brothers liked to camp in the forest and in the fields. We played soldiers who go to war and have to spend the night with only a sleeping bag and a tent. We had to find the rest ourselves. Our mother had a heart attack more than once when we returned late in the afternoon, dirty, freezing, and starving, but with such big smiles on her face that she didn't even shout at us. She left it to her father." you laughed as the first flames engulfed the logs in the fire.

"What happened to them?"

You're shaking. At first, you don't want to answer his question, but when you look up and see his gaze fixed on you, those dark eyes, so interested in you, you just... melt. Your heart is too weak to let this moment of his attention slip through your fingers.

"Fjerdans. They attacked my village and killed my parents. My siblings and I went to live with our grandparents, and a year later we were tested for Grishas. Only I was. They kicked me out of the house so quickly that I didn't even have time to pack. They did it themselves. My youngest brother took pity on me enough to put his stuffed animal in my bag. As a keepsake. We write to each other. I actually only keep in touch with him. But it's always better than being alone."

"You are not alone." he says it quickly, before he can even process your words, and places his hand on your shoulder, stroking it tenderly. "You... will never be alone, Y/N." he says with such confidence and tone of voice as if it was a promise he would never break.

He looked at you many times, but now. You feel something new in his gaze. A certain kind of tenderness, understanding, need for protection. And you bask in this feeling, as if in the glow of the warmest fire. The fire next to you isn't half as warm as his gaze on you and the touch you feel on your skin even under the layers of clothes you're wearing.

"I... I know." you whisper, hypnotized by the deep gaze of his dark eyes. "I have Fedyor, Genya, David, Alina. You. I found myself a new family. Maybe it's better to be nobody's daughter."

"No one will hurt you like your own family will." he sighs, nodding.

The crackle of burning wood is the only thing that can be heard in the silence that has fallen between you. His hand gradually moves from your shoulder to your neck, where he strokes your cold skin with his thumb, making you shiver.

"You're cold. We should warm you up. Where are your gloves and scarf?" he asks, shaking off the moment between you.

You feel him tense again and go to his bed to grab a black fur blanket and wrap it around you. You blush slightly, enveloped in his warmth and scent. You thank all the saints that he can't hear your heart beating fast… unless he felt your pulse when he caressed your neck with his thumb. Then you are fucked up.

"I left it in my tent. I was in a hurry to get here. I wanted to finish the paperwork as quickly as I could so as not to infect you." he laughs at your words and you frown, not knowing what's so funny.

"I don't get sick, milaya. Get some sleep. Maybe the tracker is skilled enough to track down an animal for dinner. I'll come back with some soup for you. Rest. General's order. I need my deputy to be fully healthy and ready to fulfil her duties. I believe the king will want to call a council as soon as we return."

He throws a pillow at you, which you catch, and he walks out of the tent, leaving you shocked and a little puzzled next to the fire. You immediately feel warmer, and the runny nose bothers you a little less as you allow yourself to lie down. Wrapped in its warmth and scent, you fall asleep ridiculously quickly. Your dreams are filled with him... warming you up in a completely different, more pleasant way.

You don't know how much time passes. You wake up feeling a little better. You look around the tent in a daze, remembering how you got here. The fire still burns, still warming you, but not like a warm blanket and coat. Their black, dark colour clearly indicates their owner.

The smell of something delicious fills your nostrils. Your mouth waters as you look at the huge bowl of warm soup.

"Why is it not a wonder for me that the only thing that can wake you up is food?" you hear his amused voice. You turn towards him. He is sitting at his desk; a candle is lit as he writes something. He lifts his head for a moment and gives you a quick glance. "Eat. You'll feel better."

You take the bowl, and after the first spoonful, you groan at the taste of the soup. "How come this is good? Our supply of spices is long gone; how did you season it?"

He can't help but laugh. He puts down his pen and leans back in his chair, looking at you, curled up in his blankets and coat by the fire. A strange feeling warms him from the inside, seeing you so... at home with him, and if it weren't for your wheezing and red nose, he would have no qualms about enjoying the sight. But he knew you were only here because you were sick, and his care was helpful. No one would willingly stay with him. No one has ever done this...

"I haven't lived in a palace all my life, Y/N. I know how to take care of myself in all circumstances."

"How bad will it be if I say this is better than what you feed us in the Little Palace?" you ask, wolfing down the soup. Somehow he can't help but giggle. The heat inside him continues to grow… maybe you were able to infect him after all?

"Do not get used to it. This special treatment ends when you stop making sounds with your nose with every breath you take. Besides, you snore, colonel." he says it with complete seriousness, but even he isn't strong enough to hide the mischievous smirk that appears on his lips as he watches the growing outrage and embarrassment on your face.

"I am not!" you say it indignantly and throw his pillow at him.

He catches it gracefully with a smirk and throws it next to you, far enough away that you can't reach for it without moving. You moan, but don't change your position. You're too blissfully warm to do that.

"Move up. You can't be in one position all the time. You'll get stiff."

"Won't you massage me, general?" you ask flirtatiously. Your behaviour surprises both you and him, but for some reason, your filter is off. You say what you think, and you don't hold anything back... you also feel very hot, which is both pleasant and a bit bothersome.

"Do not cross the border. I'm not your nurse."

"Shame." you say briefly and put the bowl aside. He watches you carefully, noticing that your movements are a little less coordinated.

He walks over to you. He places his hand on your forehead and frowns. "You're burning. We should take these layers off of you."

"As much as some women would like you to undress them, right now it's not something I want."

"Y/N." he speaks to you calmly and gently, like to a child. "You have a fever. You can't be too warm, or it will only make things worse. I'll bring you some water, and when I come back I want to see you out of this cocoon."

"And who are you, my father?" you huff, crossing your arms and tightening your grip on the blanket.

"No. I am much more. I am... your general. So do what I say."

You roll your eyes at him. Your defiant attitude would have done all kinds of... inappropriate things to him if it weren't for the fact that his main concern right now was your health. That's why he doesn't play and argue with you any longer. He takes you into his arms in one confident, sweeping movement. You squeal in shock, clinging to him, afraid he'll drop you. The blanket and coat fall off you, leaving you only in your red kefta.

"No! It's cold!" you struggle with him in his arms.

He allows you to fight him enough to stand on the ground on your own two feet, but you're still trapped in his grip. You probably would have struggled with him for a while longer (until you had completely exhausted your energy), but you both froze in place when you heard a soft grunt coming from the entrance to his tent.

"Um... general?" Fedyor looks at the two of you confused. "I have that medicines you asked about." you frown at the fact that he sent him to the village to get medicine for you. "Mal also went with the list to Ivan. They will be here with a healer the day after tomorrow at the latest."

"Good, Fedyor. Well done. Leave these medications and get out of here. You are letting the cold in." he says, clearing his throat. Fedyor smiles at his reaction, clearly hearing his rapid heartbeat.

"Yes, sir." He puts the medicines on the table. "I would wish you a speedy recovery, Y/N, but under these conditions, I don't think it's really necessary. Good night." he says this and runs away from there, no longer exposing himself to the general's angry look.

He doesn't stay mad for very long. His thoughts of punishing Fedyor for his insolence quickly disappear when he hears your coughing. He looks at you tenderly and leads you to his bed.

"Here." he whispers and hands you a glass with some strange brown liquid in it.

"Aleksander, I can't drink alcohol in this state." you grumble and snuggle into his quilt, trying to create a cocoon of warmth around you again.

But he won't let you. Which is met with great protest from you.

He grabs your arms and moves you so you're leaning against the headboard of his bed, sitting down, handing you a glass, and glaring at you as he sits across from you, watching you closely. He would make you shiver if the fever didn't already make you tremble.

"Drink it. That's herb. It will help." you look at the glass warily. "What's wrong again?"

"Herbs are bitter. I don't want to drink it." you say angrily and put the glass with that damned thing on the nightstand.

"Your general is ordering you to do it. Drink." he says firmly, pushing the glass to your mouth. You purse your lips, glaring at him defiantly, at which he sighs.

If you were anyone else, he would have abandoned you a long time ago. He would leave you alone to maybe die, and he wouldn't think twice about you.

But you were his Y/N.

It changed everything. And he was terrified about how far he would go for you. There were no things he wouldn't do on your behalf—for your happiness, for your safety—only for seeing that disarming smile that lit up his centuries-worn, dark soul.

"Y/N." he whispers softly, stroking your hair. At the same time, he checks your temperature with his hand.

He frowns and presses a kiss on your forehead, cupping your cheeks with both hands. The glass is long forgotten on the nightstand as he presses his lips against your skin.

He would moan at the feeling of your silky, soft skin if you didn't have a huge fever. He found himself wishing you were warm for a completely different reason than the fever.

"Milaya, you are very sick. Drink the medicine for me, okay?" he asks gently, stroking your cheeks with his thumbs as he looks at you carefully. You're still shaking. You're not sure from what, as you silently nod, still staring at his dark eyes.

He breathes a sigh of relief when you sip the medicine from the glass he holds for you without protest. He makes sure you drink it all before he gets out of bed. You instinctively grab his hand, and his heart sinks when he sees pure fear in your eyes.

"Don't go. Don't leave me alone." you whisper, your eyes staring at him so pleadingly that what else can he do but comply with your request?

He swallows and is surprised himself at how quickly he's at your side again, this time holding you in his arms, close to his chest. The idea of bringing you a cold cloth to cover your forehead flies from his mind the moment you snuggle into him for warmth. He feels like a stupid young boy again when he realises that, in another state, you wouldn't seek his closeness. He pushes away these thoughts, trying to make you as comfortable as possible as he runs his hand through your hair and brushes away the beads of sweat from your forehead.

"You're the best nurse or healer I've ever had." you whisper. Your head on his chest, eyes closed as you float with the rhythm of the breaths he takes. And seeing you in such a vulnerable state makes something break inside him.

"I haven't done this for a long time. Look after someone. I was the one who mainly took care of my sister. Our mother didn't want anything to do with her, and neither of us knew our father... so she only had me. People looked at us askance; the kids treated her like an outcast, so she was left to play with her older brother, a teenager who had no idea how to play with or take care of a six-year-old child, and a girl at that. But there was nothing I wouldn't do to make this little one happy. To give her what I didn't have… at least in a small way. Consequently, I can weave wreaths, braid braids, and other strange hairstyles; sew clothes for dolls; and make them. I played the prince on a white horse with her more times than I could count or be willing to admit."

"Black one suits you more." you comment, making him laugh quietly. "What happened to her?" you ask, opening your eyes and shifting your gaze to him.

He sighs heavily, pausing for a moment from stroking your hair as memories come back to him. And you can see in his eyes how much pain it brings him. You remember the words he said during one of your late-night conversations, when you were up late working on your reports.

The past is a wound that cannot be healed.

"She trusted the wrong people. Now she doesn't let anyone close... not even me."

"I turst you. With my life..." You wish you could hear his thoughts the moment he freezes at your words. "We all do." you add, still conscious enough not to completely pour out your heart to him. He pulls you closer to him, continuing to run his hand through your hair and press a cool cloth to your forehead.

"Thank you, Y/N." he whispers, trying to keep his voice from shaking.

A few months ago, he would have cursed himself for letting you get so deep under his skin... Now he can't help but want more. He hates to admit it, but his mother was right.

Men are greedy creatures.

But how could he not want you more? Not to want everything you can offer him when it was you who awakened in him human feelings that he had been hiding from the world for a very long time? When could he be JUST Aleksander with you?

He checks your body temperature again by pressing his hand gently against your forehead, cheek and neck. He hums satisfied, feeling you cooler and your temperature closer to normal.

"You are cozy." you mumble as he is checking on you and you rest your head on his shoulder, hugging him tighter. There is a strange sound buzzing in your ears.

"Cozy?" he asks, amused, knowing full well that in other people's eyes he was anything but comfortable or cozy. And there you were, cuddling up to him like he was your favourite stuffed toy, feeling safe enough to fall asleep in his arms.

"Yhm..." you murmur, burying your face in his neck to sigh in his scent. "You are the best pillow in the whole world."

You hear the pounding in your head more clearly as your nose presses against his pulse point in his neck. You find this very irritating. If you were a little more aware, you would have realised that it was his heartbeat that was making it difficult for you to fall asleep. What you also don't realise is that you are using your powers on him and calming him down, causing you both to fall asleep.

The tickle on your forehead from something very soft and warm is the last thing you feel before you fall asleep. And he only had time to remove his lips from your skin before you unconsciously forced him to fall asleep, cuddled up against you.

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[readerinsertsaremyguiltypleasure]

Congratulations on 500 followers!!!

Could you do something with K and 13 for Darkling? I have this thought in mind he is married to the reader and they got in a fight or something or probably have been separated for a while now but are longing for each other. And somehow have been put in a situation where they are forced to share a bed. Could you make it a hea please?

Thank you very much!!!

One angsty Darkling fic with a happy ending coming right up.

K. Only one bed 13. ‘What happened to us?’

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It was only one night, you reminded yourself as you pulled your small trunk through the halls of the inn. You were in Ryevost on a job investigating a local people smuggling ring. Not usually a job for the Second Army, but the smugglers in question were rumoured to have been helping the drüskelle kidnap Grisha, and so there you were.

And so was he.

General Kirigan had taken this particular crime personally, and had decided to oversee the investigation himself, joining you, Ivan, and Fedyor.

The problem wasn’t that he had come on the trip, though it had made for an awkward coach ride. No, the problem was that the inn only had two rooms available. Obviously, Ivan and Fedyor had taken one, which left you and Kirigan to share the other. That was the problem

Not too long ago, things would have been different. In fact, you and Aleksander sharing a room would have been pre-decided. But that was when you were still married. Now the idea of sharing a personal space just felt hollow.

You had been separated for a few months now, and you had given up hope of reconciliation. You had left quietly after another night alone, leaving nothing but a note telling Aleksander that you had secured other rooms in the palace and would be taking more missions away. He had not come after you.

‘This is us,’ said Aleksander, unlocking the door at the very end of the hall. He held it open and let you enter first.

You mumbled your thanks as you passed him, but then immediately stopped short. There was only one bed. Which, of course there was only one bed… but for some reason you had expected there to be two.

‘I doubt I’ll sleep,’ said Aleksander, shutting the door behind him. ‘You have the bed.’

‘Are you sure?’ You may not have been what you once were to each other, but you still had your manners. There was no need to be rude.

Aleksander nodded, a soft smile on his lips.

That smile had no right to be there. He didn’t get to smile at you like that – like he still loved you – not after all these months alone.

So, you ignored it and decided to get unpacked. You had just placed your trunk on the bed when a cold draft hit you, making you shiver.

Great. Just what you needed.

Thankfully, this was one problem that could be fixed, and with a flick of your wrists, you sent a fireball into the fireplace, lighting the kindling.

‘Much better,’ you said to yourself.

A soft chuckle came from behind you, and you turned to see Aleksander watching you from the doorway. You hated how attractive you still found him. That smirk had always been you undoing.

‘You always did hate the cold,’ he said, nodding to the fireplace. You had lit the one in his rooms the same way many times before.

You shrugged and went back to your unpacking. ‘Some things never change, I guess.’

‘And yet some things change so suddenly,’ he said. He was no longer smiling.

He slowly walked towards you, as if he was scared you would run. ‘Milaya…’ You closed your eyes, tears threatening to spill at the sound of him calling you that. ‘What happened to us? Why did you leave?’

‘Why did you wait so long to ask?’ you shot back, anger overriding the pain. ‘And it wasn’t sudden, Aleksander. You left me long before I left you.’

Aleksander stopped his advance but did not refute your claim. He knew what you meant.

‘The war…’ he started but you cut across him.

‘I know how important the war is. I know it’s more important than I am.’ You sniffed and wiped away the solitary tear that had fallen down your cheek. ‘Just because I know it, doesn’t mean I want to be reminded of it every night when I go to bed alone. Or every morning when I wake up without the person who should be there.’

A few more tears fell, and you quickly wiped them away. This was exactly why sharing a room was a problem. It reminded you of what you had lost.

Suddenly, Aleksander’s hands were on your cheeks. You tried to move away, but he held firm. ‘I thought you didn’t love me anymore,’ he said, wiping a tear away with his thumb.

‘I don’t,’ you said, though you both knew it was a lie.

‘I thought you didn’t love me,’ he repeated. ‘That’s why I didn’t come knocking down your door the moment I found your note, begging you to give me another chance. The war is important, yes… but nothing is more important to me than you are. Certainly not my own heartbreak. So, I let you go because I thought that’s what you wanted.’

‘All I wanted was you,’ you said, openly crying now. ‘It hurt too much to keep losing you to the war.’

Aleksander leaned his head down to rest against yours and closed his eyes. ‘Give me another chance,’ he whispered. ‘I know I’m far too late, but please, milaya. Let me show you how important you are.’

You reached up stroke his bearded cheek. It was a lot more unkept than you remembered it, though still within the standards for a General. ‘Promise me you’ll make time for us,’ you said. ‘I don’t need you by my side every moment of every day, but I need something, Aleksander. I’m your wife.’

Aleksander’s eyes snapped open, alight with hope. ‘I’ll give you as much time as you want,’ he said without hesitation. ‘I’ll give anything.’

You could tell that he meant every word, which was what made you lean forward to bring your lips to his.

It started as a soft kiss, one that tested the waters after so long apart, but Aleksander soon deepened it. He kissed you like a man possessed, desperate to make the most of something he may never get again. You felt all his hope, guilt, and longing, and so you gave him all your emotions in return. All your pain, all your heartbreak.

And all your love.

You had no idea how long you stood there, lost in each other, but eventually you had to come up for air. ‘Move back in with me,’ he said, still breathless. ‘I’ve missed you so much.’

You realised you could be setting yourself up for more heartache, but you just couldn’t ignore what your heart was telling you.

You smiled softly and nodded.

‘I’ve missed you, too.’

#darkling x reader #darkling x you #the darkling x reader #darkling prompts #general kirigan x reader #aleksander morozova x reader

[selfaware-bungou-stray-dogs]

Shopping trip (What is cosplay?)

Self-Aware! Nikolai Gogol x GN! Reader x Self-Aware! Doppo Kunikida

Description: Set after BSD gang got into your world.

Your new friends/roommates love exploring your world. You keep them company. One day, you and Kunikida decide to go to the mall. Gogol wants to accompany you two. The problem is... He doesn't want to disguise himself. He wants to go in his normal attire.

...

Maybe, everything will be alright, right?

Fluff (for the most part). Everyone thinks that Gogol is a cosplayer. He is ready to throw hands. But he is holding for your sake. People can't mind their own business, they have to discuss, how terrible anime fans are. Karen. Kunikida, as a former teacher, has something to say about looking after the kids.

Prequel to Surprise

Warning: OOC. Rude people. Annoying people. Karen. Rowdy unsupervised kids. One person try to touch Gogol's thighs. But not on your watch. Unintentional lockdown joke. English is my second language.

BSD cast love exploring your world. They love going for a walks. They love visiting cafés. They love going to the festivals. They love to be in places, where they can see other people.

You understand, why they doing it. If one day you woke up and find out, that streets are empty, and then lived in this environment for a few month (even, if you life with few other people), when streets became bisy again, you also would spend all your free time outside. With other people.

You accompany your new friends as much as you can. So many new good memories.

The mall became one of the most visited places. All this shops, cafés, people... For BSD cast, this place seems perfect.

Each time you and someone from BSD cast visit the mall, it became an interesting experience.

You visit the mall not only to have fun, but also to buy necessary things.

Today was 'necessary shopping trip day'.

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Doppo was sitting on the sofa and rechecking the shopping list for a third time. He wanted to make sure, that everything is going to be according to plan. You lazily stretched out and sit near Doppo.

"Hey, Kunikida," greeted you. Man smiles at you and nodded.

"Good morning, [Y/N], Hope, you are ready. We will go to the mall in thirty minutes. The shopping list is complete and has been re-checked a few times."

You hum, showing, that you have heard him. You take a quick glance at the list.

"I see, Thank you, K..." You saw Kunikida's expression. He was waiting for something. You take a breath and spoke again. "Thank you, Doppo"

It was a little bit hard, calling BSD gang by their first names. It feels strange, to call Dazai 'Osamu', Goncharov 'Ivan', Poe 'Edgar' and so on. But, cast want you to call them by their first names. Slowly but surely you were getting used to it.

Doppo nodded, he seems pleased.

"Don't mention it. Be ready in half an hour. We three are going to..."

"Wait!" Interrupted you. "Three? Who is going with us?"

Kunikida's gaze became irritated.

"Nikolai Gogol."

Kolya, of course. He was one of the weirdest of your friends.

And by weird, you mean, your friendship with him start weird.

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It's been a week, since BSD gang got into your world. That day all of you held the meeting. You wanted to discuss, what they are going to do now, when they got into your world.

Meeting was normal, for the most part. But, Gogol decided to start talking about his freedom and that he will do anything to reach it.

"What I mean, Little Bird, if I want to break the law, I will break the law," Gogol leaned towards you. He looked smug. Like he was challenging you to say something.

You didn't look amused. You noticed Fyodor's expression during Gogol's speech. Dostoevsky looked annoyed by Gogol... Actually, everyone looked annoyed at Gogol. Well, you won't let him win.

Your idea was... weird. But, to be fair, the whole situation with characters from your favorite anime/manga been self-aware and in your home already was bizarre.

"So, you really value freedom, right?"

Asked you, looking Gogol right in the eyes. He grinned and nodded.

"Well, in that case," you booped his nose. "I also value my freedom. And right now, for me, freedom means booping your nose."

Gogol blinked. He opens his mouth. You booped him again. Gogol tried to say something again. You booped him again. This time, you left your finger pressed against Gogol's nose. He squinted his eyes. "[Y/N], what are you doing?"

You tried your best to mimic Gogol's voice.

"What I mean, Big Bird, if I want to boop you, I will boop you"

The room was silent. Everyone was looking at you and Gogol. Suddenly, you saw a golden glow near your stomach. Before you can react, Gogol used "The Overcoat" and trapped you in his embrace. Gogol was laughing. Gogol jumped towards Fyodor, still holding you in his arms.

"Fedya, Fedya, their reaction was priceless!"

Fyodor took a breath.

"I still don't understand, why did you decide to test them. You never planned to cause trouble here."

Gogol only grins. He looked at you. He looked much friendlier, than before.

"You are my new friend now, we will eat something tasty later"

For the rest of the meeting, you were in Gogol's embrace. It took combine efforts of Fyodor, Sigma and Fukichi to pry him off you.

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You smile at the memory.

"Well, with his help we could buy more things. Don't you agree?"

Kunikida grumbles something, but nodded at agreement.

"I guess so. Anyway, we should start preparations."

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In thirty minutes, both of you were ready to go to the mall and were standing near the front door, waiting for Nikolai.

You changed into suitable clothes for today's hot weather.

Instead of his normal clothes, Kunikida was wearing a green t-shirt, dark-brown shorts and flip-flops. He decides to keep his hair as it normally was.

Kunikida started to become impatient. Gogol was late.

"This clown... He himself wanted to go, and now he is late" grumble Kunikida. You put your hand on his shoulder and squeeze it.

"Easy, Doppo, it's not that bad. Maybe, he is trying to disguise himself better. His looks are quite recognizable.

It was one of the first things you taught to BSD gang. They were recognizable. That's why they should wear different clothes, when they are going somewhere. If they don't want to deal with people staring at them.

Kunikida grimaced. He doesn't like unplanned events. And Gogol was an embodiment of chaos. Kunikida turn towards you.

"I know, but still, he should be ready"

You pet Kunikida's shoulder.

You heard the sound of steps coming towards two of you. Gogol, with a few empty shopping bags in his hands, walked towards you two.

You were glad, that Kunikida didn't see Gogol right now.

Nikolai Gogol was standing there, in his normal attire and hairstyle.

You are a patient person. But, right now, you wanted to attack Kolya.

To lose some steam, you decide to indirectly quote O. Henry.

"Doppo, there isn't any heart disease in your family, is there?"(1)

Doppo looked at you, puzzled.

"I don't think so... Why?"

You looked at him. Your gaze was a mix of pity and anger.

"Then you might turn around, and have a look behind you."(1)

Kunikida looked around and saw Gogol.

Kunikida closes and opens his mouth. He looked like he was ready to combust.

To help him, you asked Gogol.

"Gogol, why aren't you ready? It's time to go."

Gogol smirked.

"Birdy, I am already ready. You know why? Right, I want the rest of the free world to accept free me! My clothes also part of my freedom."

Kunikida hissed.

"Do you forget, what Our Guiding Light told us? We are recognizable in our normal clothes! Everyone will stare at you!"

You nodded

"Doppo is right, we would attract unwanted attention."

Gogol waves his hand.

"Oh, don't worry, it can't be that bad. Everything will be fine."

You signed and try again.

"Gogol, please, you need to listen to me. Please, wear a disguise."

Gogol grimaced.

"[Y/N], please, stop it. I tell you I want to go in my normal clothes."

You facepalmed. Before Kunikida can start shouting at Gogol, you raised your hand.

"Fine. You can go in that. But don't blame me, for what's going to happen."

Kunikida wanted to protect, but, after noticing your gaze, changed his mind. Gogol looked triumphant.

You open the door.

"Be ready to be called cosplayer, Gogol."

You heard Gogol's quiet "What is 'cosplay'?", but you ignored him.

Hopefully, people at the streets won't be that annoying.

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You jinxed it.

You haven't reached the mall yet, but twenty people has already annoyed Gogol into taking pictures with him.

The five-minute walk from home to the mall became a fifteen-minute walk.

You had a feeling, that everyone wants to have a photo with"cool cosplayer".

At first, Gogol was fine with having his photos taken.

But then you run into a group of rowdy fans.

They crowded around Gogol, pushing you and Doppo from their way.

"You looked like a real one!"

"Cool costume, dude!"

"The scar looks so real!"

"How much have you paid for the costume?"

"Do you want to read my smut fanfic about Fyolai?"

"Can I grab your things?"

Doppo's eyebrow twitched.

"[Y/N]... Is this normal behavior of 'BSD fans'?" Spited Doppo. You shake your head.

"No, of course not. This people are just jerks."

Gogol looked annoyed. He agreed to take some pictures, so the group will leave him alone.

Unfortunately, the group wasn't satisfied with simple pictures.

They started to demand him to make poses. Dubious poses... They clearly made Gogol uncomfortable. You noticed, that Gogol was holding himself back from attacking the annoying people. You decide, that it's time to intervene.

"Okay, everyone, move away from our friend, stop making him uncomfortable! No poses, no pictures."

You and Doppo squeezed through the crowd and stood near Gogol, like two bodyguards. The crowd try to protect, but one heavy look from Kunikida make them shut up.

You and Kunikida tried to take Gogol from the crowd. With the conner of your eye, you noticed, that the same person, who asked if they can grab Gogol's thighs, were trying to touch Gogol's thighs. Immideatly, you turn towards the jerk and hit him in the face with all of your might.

"Hands off, parasite!" Growl you.

The Creep fell down, sobbing. His friends tried to attack you in return. But, before any of them they can take a step towards you, Doppo dealed with them.

Never underestimate Fukuzawa's trainee.

All group members were lying on the ground, groaning in pain.

You three left the Creep and their friends behind.

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When you finally reached the mall, you signed.

"Okay... It was something. Is everyone alright?"

Kunikida adjusted his glasses.

"I am fine"

Nikolai stay quiet. The look in his eyes was dangerous. You feel chills running down your spine. He was angry. Then he spoke.

"I am not. I want to hurt them. But," Gogol looked at you. His gaze soften. "But, for your sake, I won't do it. I don't want you to get into trouble."

You squeeze his shoulder.

"We can find a quiet place for you to stay, while Doppo and I are going shopping."

Gogol shake his head.

"No, don't worry, I will be fine."

Kunikida huffs and take the shopping list from his pocket.

"We have lost quite some time. We need to split up, so we can buy everything faster. I will go find cleaning supplies. [Y/N], can you and Gogol buy meat, fish and fruits?"

You nodded.

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Good news, you haven't run into anime fans anymore.

Bad news, you run into people who hate anime.

You and Gogol were choosing fresh fish, when you heard their conversation.

"Look at this weirdo. Does the Freak thinks he can wear this clown costume in public like this?"

"Yea. He must be a screw loose."

"All the anime fans are perverts. I have heard, all of them likes little girls. Really likes"

"Bro, you will make me puke!"

Gogol's eye twitched. You quickly grabbed his hand. You whisper.

"Nikolai, please, stay calm."

Gogol squeezed your hand.

You have noticed a golden glow in one of the fish tanks. In this tank there were alive crabs. Five of them.

You blinked. All crabs disappeared.

The sound of something falling. Shocked cries of "Where did crabs come from?" The pained whines of the company that was talking about Gogol.

Crabs didn't like their new company.

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After you finally buy everything you need, all of you decide to have some coffee, before you go home. The day was hard, all of you need some rest.

All of you were sitting at the same table, drinking coffee.

But, it seems, that today trouble didn't want to let you go.

At first, you heard a loud scream.

Then something ran near your table.

Two six-year-old kids. Boy and girl.

They were running around the café, screaming and grabbing everything they can see.

Their mother wasn't paying attention to them. She was talking to someone on her phone.

You three tried to ignore all this noise. Kunikida finished his coffee and put the empty cup back on the saucer with a loud clatter.

"This kids... Why parents didn't do their job? At first, parents forget about parenting, then this 'parents' have the audacity to blame teachers for their kid's terrible behavior."

You looked at Doppo with a soft look.

"Have you remembered your teaching days?"

Doppo nodded.

Gogol let out a loud yelp. Then the kids noticed Nikolai's braid and start pulling it. He turned around and growl at kids.

"Back off, you brats!"

And mother finally decided to do the parenting. By starting yelling at Gogol.

"You creep, don't you dare yell at my children!"

To be fair, Gogol tried to stay civil.

"Mam, your kids were pulling my hair! I shouted at them to make them stop."

Women glares at Gogol.

"You could let them do it! They are just kids! They are allowed to do anything they want! Wait... You... What are you wearing... Is that... one of this anime characters?"

Without letting Gogol answer, she hit him with her shopping bad.

"SATANIST! You are a satanist who is watching Chinese porn cartoons. Useless member of society!"

You had enough for today.

"Miss, watch your..." You didn't finish your phrase, when mom hit you with a shopping bag.

"Shut up! Don't interfere!"

Kunikida snapped.

"If you watched your kids..."

And Kunikida was also hit with a shopping bag.

And security finally escorted the woman and her kids from the café.

You feel, that the day was ruined.

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You finally were home. After putting your bags in the kitchen, three of you sit on the couch in the living room. You're in the middle, Doppo on the right and Kolya on the left.

All three of you were silent. Gogol was the first who spoke.

"It's all my fault. You warned me. I didn't listen. I am sorry."

You stay silent. Then you whisper.

"I am also sorry. I should have tried harder to make you change your mind."

Gogol chuckled.

"[Y/N], don't blame yourself. I am also an adult, I should understand the consequences of my actions."

You take a look around the room. There must be something that can make them feel better.

You had a plan.... Maybe, it will work.

You called.

"Hey, Kolya, Doppo"

Gogol's eyes light up. It was the first time you called him by the short version of his name. He looked at you.

Doppo turn his head towards you.

"Want to have a movie night? Choose anything you want to watch, I will make snacks. How does is sounds?"

Both guys agree.

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Three of you were covered in blankets. Doppo was carefully petting your head, while Nikolai was tracing lines along your hand. The movie was on. The snacks were on the table. You were snuggled between Doppo Kunikida and Nikolai Gogol.

At least this time, everything was right. Everything was better.

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A/N: (1) Changed quote from "The Ransom of Red Chief" by O. Henry.

#bungou stray dogs au #self-awareau #self-awarebsd #bsd #bsd x gender neutral reader #bungou stray dogs #gender neutral reader #bsd anime #gogol x reader #bsd nikolai gogol #nikolai gogol x reader #bsd gogol #bsd kunikida #bungou stray dogs kunikida #kunikida x reader #doppo kunikida x reader #Self-Aware Doppo Kunikida #Self-Aware Nikolai Gogol

[atom-writings]

HAIII could you write the heta men of your choice with a gn s/o who acts like a cat?? (rubbing their head in their arm while cuddling, BITING (affectionate), knocking shit over to get attention, and most catlike of all LAYING ON/CUDDLING THEM RIGHT WHEN THEY NEED TO GET UP)

hetalia romano, prussia, canada, russia, england, and america with a catlike s/o

1.1k words ~ gender neutral headcanons

tw: a couple suggestive implications, but thats it!

a/n: people who let me do guys of my choice i am hopelessly in love with you. thank you.

Romano

Romano is such a cat boyfriend, so good luck with that. Absolutely nothing is getting down in your household, I guess.

He finds your catlike affection cute for a bit, but it's definitely not his favourite. He'll happily cuddle whenever you want, just don't bite him! it's weird...

But he'd love how you always lay on him when he needs to do something. He didn't want to do it anyway. Now he has an adorable excuse!

When you push things off counters, he just doesn't care. Sure, he'll give you attention, but only briefly. His house is a mess, a broken glass is nothing new. Plus, he does the exact thing to you all the time.

Basically, he's fine with it. Would prefer a more... mature S/O, but internally he knows he's just as bad as you when it comes to that. Maybe that's why you get along so well!

Prussia

Gilbert will never let anyone know this... but he's secretly a cat person. His massive dog army would make you think differently, but trust me on this (;

He'd just think you're SO cute! It doesn't even register to him that what you're doing is weird. He's just like, “Oh, you're headbutting me? I'll headbutt you back.”

His intense touch starved-ness makes your clingy and cuddly nature a perfect fit for what he wants.

Knocking stuff off counters would also work crazy well on him. As soon as you do that, he's running over and desperately cleaning everything up. You've got his full attention. First, he'll ask if you're ok, and then he'll get pissed. He promises to “punish” you later too...

(By “punishment,” he means he's gonna make you watch his terrible nerd shows.)

If you tried laying on him to get him to stay, he's just pushing you off. If he's in a particularly affectionate mood, he'll stay for a few more moments, but generally, you're just gonna end up on the floor. He's got stuff to do!

Canada

Matthew just... really doesn't know how to handle your affection. He hasn't had any romantic partners in a long time, so his only real reference for modern love is TV shows. And... they definitely don't act like cats in those. Are you weird, or is he?

He'll be super awkwardly accepting of it. Ok, you're curled up in his lap... so he pets your hair, right? When he wakes up to you laid flat over his body like a blanket, he just... doesn't know what to do. Where does he put his hand? Does he push you off?

Eventually, he'll get it. Then he's gonna go full cat owner mode. Constantly checking in with you, making sure you're always entertained, and cuddling you constantly.

He doesn't appreciate you breaking things to get his attention though... like, he's always willing to give it to you! No questions asked! You don't have to go to such drastic measures to get a hug.

If you flop on his lap when he's about to get up, he's just gonna accept his fate. You'll get no protests from him. Just... let him know when you're done, k?

Russia

Ivan doesn't even question anything you do. He just finds your cat-like behaviours super cute! It just makes him want to indulge you more.

Whenever you force him to continue cuddling, he just laughs and concedes. He's never had such a clingy S/O, and it makes him want to protect you even more.

However, this kind of thing does make him infantilize you even more. But on the bright side, expect him to buy you lots of cute clothes and build pillow forts for you two often (He might buy you a collar too ;)

He really doesn't mind you biting him. Once he knows you're alright with it, he'll probably bite you back! It's a weird point of pride for him to be covered in your little teeth marks.

Surprisingly, he also doesn't mind you breaking things to get his attention! He finds it... oddly romantic. Like, oh, you care about me enough to cause damage to things? Wow, you're so dedicated! (He has... problems.)

Basically, a S/O that acts like a cat would be great. He's such a dog boyfriend anyway.

England

Arthur doesn't see this as “acting like a cat” as much as he sees it as “immaturity.” Surprisingly, unlike how he feels normally about childish S/O, your behaviour could really grow on him. Of course, he'll always huff and sigh when you rub yourself against his arm anyway, but still!

He WILL get very annoyed by you sitting on his lap while he's busy though. Like, if he's just reading, whatever. But if you interrupt him when he's about to do something, he's just forcing you off his lap and walking away.

Also, do NOT break his glasses. Pissing him off like that will only make him ignore you more. Besides, if you wanted a super attentive partner, you really shouldn't go for Arthur anyway.

But despite all that, he really adores your habit of biting him. As long as it's not too painful, he does get a kick out of it, weirdly. When he bites you, it's always in a more... sensual way, but he adores how you do it so affectionately.

Basically, yeah, he thinks you're cute. But it's easy for you to get on his nerves if you act like that.

America

Alfred... doesn't really mind. But he thinks it's more entertaining than cute. He definitely realizes what you're doing early on in the relationship, and loves to tease you about it.

But... he also can't help the urge to take care of you because of it. He makes sure to always leave cute little snacks in your bag in case of emergency, and he NEVER misses a call from you. He gets a little paranoid about you getting taken advantage of because of how immature you can be.

You can bite him. He probably wouldn't even notice you did so.

However you show affection, he'll reciprocate. He's not much into the headbutting thing himself, he's a lot more uh... traditional? But he loves it when you do it!

He has to resist squeezing your cheeks every day that he wakes up next to you. It keeps getting harder.

You pushing stuff off every surface doesn't make him mad per se, but he definitely doesn't enjoy that habit. (Specifically, he would buy a bell that means you want attention. It's much cuter that way, and also you aren't breaking his things.)

In conclusion: it would be a very sweet relationship (:

#not proofread at all #heta tag #hetalia imagines #hetalia x reader #ivan tag <3 #arthur tag #aph russia x reader #hws russia x reader #alfred tag #aph england x reader #hws england x reader #aph america x reader #hws america x reader #hws romano x reader #romano tag #romano vargas x reader #aph romano x reader #gilbert tag #aph prussia x reader #hws prussia x reader #matthew tag #aph canada x reader #hws canada x reader

[nyrasbloodyclover]

a real fucking legacy (a. k. vornsky)

a/n: stop asking why because i REALLY DON'T KNOW. my fav book, my fav fictional man, i am literally an anna karenina bible

I entered the ballroom that glittered with golden lights from the crystal chandeliers. I felt dizzy from all the excitement that was following me throughout the whole day, making sure my posture was perfect, dress unwrinkled and smile bright, just as everybody expected.

It was my third year after I came out into society, and no matter how many balls I attended, each one of them held a special place in my almost empty heart. Especially the ones I went to in the last 3 months.

All because he looked at me. He danced with me. And then decided to sneak out and find a place where no one would see us. We spent hours together on some deserted balcony. He was a good man and as much as I wanted to, he wouldn't lay a finger on me let alone, touch me the way he was wasn't supposed to.

Count Vronsky had many qualities that made him different from other gentlemen I've met, but the one I loved the most was that he was an amazing storyteller. He's seen so much, he's been everywhere and as a girl who practically did nothing my whole youth I was a great listener. He painted landscapes to me with his words and even when he thought some things he said didn't make any sense, I understood it all.

As he was older and much more mature, I made myself remember the way he formed his sentences and try to use it while telling the story of us.

I wore a maroon dress, not wanting to stand out, though the patterns on it were granular.Black lace was covering the edges while the corset was tied enough to make my breathing almost painful. My hair was pinned up, making my scalp hurt, but I somehow got used to all of it.

I saw some of my friends not too far from me, but a tall figure appeared before I could approach them. A younger man. I knew him. His name was Ivan-something and my mother would be delighted if  I decided to marry him. I fake smiled at him as he asked me for a dance. He absolutely blended in with all the other men I knew. I had to say yes. They couldn't suspect me and Vronsky, It was never going to happen, so why make fool of myself?

I inhaled sharply as he took my gloved hand and led me to the center of the ballroom. I loved to dance, but with an awful partner, even life could be miserable. I felt despondent as he spun me around and stepped on my feet continuously. Music ringed in my ears.

Even if I adored this piece, I couldn't stand it at the moment. I looked around and I felt like my gown was blood-soaked. My lungs were bleeding. I needed air. I wanted to go away, far, far away. Everyone was either dancing or talking and smiling, having much better time than me. Everyone except one person. And that person was approaching us right now. His pace was fast and strong and confident, everything I wasn't right now. He looked resplendent. I was counting seconds and begging him silently to end this torment.

He heard and answered my prayers.

Ivan suddenly stopped and I couldn't be more grateful. I wanted to hug my savior and thank him properly, but the only thing I could do right now was smile and slightly nod. Enough for him to understand. Vronsky's eyes went over my figure. His expression was flat but he tried to act polite. 

Ivan and I separated and Vronsky took a chance to whisper something to him. I couldn't make out any of the words, but I could see Ivan't expression change immediately. He tried to act friendly but miserably failed and excused himself. I tried not to laugh at him and couldn't stop wondering what had Vronsky said to him to make him leave without any protest. Vronsky turned to me.

"Good evening," he smiled,  "It looked like he was bothering you?" Did we actually look that bad? I thought I put on a great performance. 

"I don't think it was that miserable. He only stepped on my shoes three times."

Vronsky let out a rich laugh that I adored and It reminded me how much I miss him. I wanted us to sneak out like before. And I wanted to listen to him talk. But most of all, I wanted to dance with him, and feel his touch even if it was minimal. It was the most I'm ever going to get from him.

I took a step closer and he noticed. I wanted him to read my mind and do the right thing. He looked hesitant. Too hesitant. I looked up at him through my lashes and he tilted his head backwards. Not too much, it was the smallest movement but I noticed. 

"I should g—" 

"Ask me to dance," I blurted out.

He practically whipped his head in my direction and I felt blood rushing into my cheeks. If he refuses I'll leave. I'll leave immediately. And die of embarrassment, while we're at that.

He looked like he was fighting with himself, trying to do what he wanted and what was expected of him. But what I said was painfully forward and I should be ashamed of that. And I would be if it was someone else. With him I felt completely different. A moment passed.

"Very well," he said as he reached for my hand.

I tried to hide my face from him because I swear it was the color of my gown. Scarlet — practically maroon.

He placed one hand on my hip as his other took mine and I forgot everything else. 

His touch burned on me as Vronsky held my gaze. His eyes were mesmerizing and I ached to be closer to him in any possible way. He led me through the ballroom as we moved to the rythm of the soft music that was not so irritating now.

His fingers traced the laces on my back, toying with them. I inhaled sharply and he smirked at me, but we didn't stop dancing. I felt like we were the only ones in the entire room—I couldn't see anything except him. And I wanted it to stay that way.

I was dazed for a couple of seconds before he let go of me and stepped away.

I felt empty and for some reason exposed without his body shielding me from the people in the room.

"I'll bring us something to drink." It was a simple offer and it made me realize how thirsty I actually was. I nodded and moved to the side, so I don't bother anyone. My face was burning. Because of him.

Vronsky appeared seconds later with two wine glasses. Smiling up at him, I reached for one glass but instead of taking it like a normal person I managed to spill it all over my dress. I wanted to cry but he didn't look like it bothered him that I was practically ruined now. I tried to not cause a scene but it was hard. That was my favorite dress.

Tears prickled my eyes, but he didn't let me roll in self pity. "Don't worry. We just need to go somewhere more...private and I'll fix this. But look, now the dress completely matches your face." And he left without letting me respond to his comment. I wanted to crawl in a hole and die, but instead I waited for him.

He came with napkins and took my hand looking awfully suspicious. But I wasn't sure why. 

He looked around and saw that nobody was paying attention to us, though that was unexpected. Alexei smiled like he won the biggest prize and quickly led us through the backdoor of the ballroom. The rest of the house was empty and I swear he could hear my rapid heartbeat along with pulsing in my ears.

I knew what he wanted and where he was going. I was glad I knew his mind so well that he became predictable to me. I knew his desires and dreams and I couldn't help but wish I was one of them.

His white uniform matched perfectly with my much darker dress. Though Alexei was perfectly put together, while I was...the opposite.

We entered some dark room I didn't recognize. It was large but almost empty. It looked like someone's personal gallery. There was a desk in the corner along with some bookshelves. He closed the door. Then locked it. 

My head immediately turned to him, "There is no reason to lock the door, Alexei," I smiled innocently. "We aren't doing anything wrong." 

A moment passed between us. I scanned the shelves and touched the hard spines with golden embroidery. I tried to act like a fool, but I knew.

"We are about to."

And that did it. It made me completely lose my self control as I was throwing away the last pieces of dignity I had tonight. He practically marched towards me and grabbed my neck as he gently placed his mouth on mine. He knew I had absolutely no experience with men, so he was going easy on me. For now.

My whole body was on fire while he almost unnoticeably squeezed my neck. I moaned into his mouth and Vronsky towered over me, leading me back with his body. I was going backwards until I hit the large shelves. 

"Stop me before it's too late," he gasped into my neck. It was intoxicating. Everything about him, about the way he moved to the way he touched me was addicting I wasn't sure I would be able to stop.

"I won't," was all I said, but it made him aware that I was willing to give myself to him completely.

"You said you will take care of my dress," I added, still playing innocent, even if what we were doing was far from that. 

"And I'm planning to do just that," he said as he turned me. I was now facing shelves, my back to him. It gave him complete access to my corset. Which he began to untie immediately. He was skilled with his hands, I realized just now. It made my stomach turn in very unfamiliar way. I didn't know what kind of influence he actually had on me, but I liked it. It made me careless and stupid, but I was in control my whole life. It was nice to give it to someone else now.

Corset was down and my whole body felt hypersensitive for whatever reason. I wanted him to do so many things but I didn't know how to ask or if I was supposed to anyway. So I let him play with me.

"Turn, dorogaya," he whispered from behind and I obeyed. The nickname made me want to grab him and kiss his whole face. Then he went down. "I'm going to make you see stars." 

That was the last thing he said before taking down my skirt and the rest of the undergarments until I was stripped bare in front of him. But I was surprised I wasn't the least bit ashamed. Somehow, this felt completely ordinary with him. I was scared to move. I didn't know what or how to do anything. 

He naturally noticed and smiled, but not in a mocking way. His smile was so sweet I melted. 

"Touch me wherever you want. And however you want. Don't be afraid." That gave me a bit of confidence, so I looked down at him, on his knees. The image before me made me feel things I didn't know I was capable of feeling. I ran my hand through his hair and he closed his eyes, while his eyelids fluttered. 

It seemed like I had the same effect on him. Then I did something that made me question myself. I led his head down, in between my legs and I saw him smirk, but he knew what to do. 

The first time I felt his tongue on me was the closest I'll be to setting myself on fire. I gripped his hair on instinct. 

His mouth was doing wonders to me. I felt every sensation of it through my entire body. My head fell on the shelves and I had to press down a moan. Was this supposed to be this intense? He stopped using his mouth and continued with fingers while continuously kissing my lower stomach.

Vronsky did everything with patience and commitment. I didn't know why I thought this would be any different. I made a noise that sounded painful, but only because he was moving so slowly and torturedmewith his fingers. He shot me a concerned look, "Should I stop?"

"No, no, nonono," I cried out. I felt hard pressure building in my lower stomach and I grew dizzy. He went faster but then stopped and my hips buckled, while I was fighting the urge to do something myself. "Please continue," I pleaded.

"How could I not when you beg me so pretty?" He cocked his head and continued working me much faster this time, but still gentle. He took his time with me, looking at my reactions to certain movements, the sounds I was trying not to make, my face expressions. He knew what he was doing and he did it so well that It actually made me see stars. I choked on a scream as I was trying to catch a breath. My knees buckled and I felt I was closer to the edge.

He switched to his mouth again and Alexei's tongue finished the job. He put my leg over his shoulder to get better access and that completely pushed me.

I finished on his mouth and seconds later went down with him. He held me as I was trying to even out my breathing. "Can we do it again?" I surprised myself by asking.

He smiled down at me, "When you become countess, yes."

#books and reading #books #russian literature #leo tolstoy #anna karenina #alexei vronsky #fanfic #i am suffering #writing #alexei vronsky x reader #alexei x reader #count vronsky x reader

[biteforblood]

cw : spoilers for the darlin’ / vampire storylines, biting / turning + unaliving

as we know, sam hasn’t bitten darlin’ yet. there hasn’t been much discussion between the two about it, at least not that we’ve heard in audios, they haven’t sat down and gone much into it; there may be a few small instances, but again, it’s nowhere near as in depth as vincent was with lovely or sam was with his turning – the latter which i’ll touch on in a minute.

someone who has mentioned it is quinn in one of his audios ( Your Mate Confronts Your Cruel Vampire Ex ) where he points out how sam hasn’t bitten darlin’ yet and there is this obvious tension surrounding it. and, obviously, most of that tension comes from the situation and the direness of it and just quinn as a person / character. but it serves as confirmation to us – the audience / listeners – that sam is still yet to bite darlin’, if at all. ( yes, i know it’s a slow burn, that’s not my point right now /lh )

now, when you look back and remember sam’s turning, it makes a lot of sense. for the unaware, spoilers coming up from here and down, so if you don’t wanna know, scurry off.

sam was turned by his then girlfriend ( or, i guess, “girlfriend” as they were more fuck buddies with one-sided love on alexis’ end ) following a car crash that nearly kills him. what makes his turning even more tragic aside from, y’know…a car crash, is it’s not something he wanted. he expresses this not only to alexis at the time, but darlin’ as well whe he’s recounting the memory to them.

nearly every other instance of someone being bitten ( by a vampire ) has been tragic and / or violent. vincent was turned by william to save his life after nearly dying from the rollercoaster crash. lovely was turned by vincent after nearly dying from an attack during the inversion. quinn and adam as whole characters with darlin’ and lovely, every bite with them ( both that we’ve experienced and heard ) has lacked real tenderness or arguably consent. again, sam was turned by alexis after nearly dying from a car crash.

even in the imperium. imp!damien is turned by imp!sam for really no reason to my knowledge, imp!huxley is turned by imp!damien for selfish means, imp!ivan is bitten by imp!baby for once again selfish means, both imp!vincent and imp!adam bite and drink from imp!lovely – and then imp!vincent later using them as a thrall which is a whole nother mess.

then there’s fred and bright eyes. though they’re sadly no longer on the channel, we do have some scraps of what happened thanks to sam in one of quinn’s audios ( Your Mate Confronts Your Cruel Vampire Ex ). fred was turned by sam after a bloody altercation with quinn, then fred turned bright eyes shortly after.

you can even pull adam and william into the mix! we don’t know how their turnings went, but we do know they both k*lled their makers. and, again, we also don’t know the reasoning behind why ( at least not that i personally can remember ), but the fact that they k*lled their makers at all…i don’t need to be the one to tell you how violent m*rder is.

off the top of my head, there are at least three instances where someone is bitten and it’s not violent or tragic, and those occur in:

( Flirty Vampire Loses Control ) after scaring off adam, vincent drinks from lovely’s wrist – this one is debatable cause…adam

( Your Flirty Vampire Boyfriend Finally Bites You ) vincent drinks from lovely’s neck and the mood is very sweet and intimate

and vincent ba’s where again he ( and i believe lovely as well ) drinks from them and the mood is again sweet and intimate.

( side note : i love how all three are vincent. )

when you compare the non-tragic bites and turning to the tragic, they make up a mere 3 out of roughly 13. it doesn’t even make up half! like…dude! no wonder sam isn’t ready to bite darlin’. even when you remove both of their individual trauma’s surrounding biting and turning, there are all these other instances.

sam was there after vincent found and saved lovely from adam; he was there with darlin’ and david during the interrogation of quinn; he was there when vincent turned lovely during the inversion. add onto all of this even more reason behind sam’s hesitance to biting given to us in Your Mate Confronts Your Cruel Ex. then, when it comes to darlin’ solely, who knows how many people they potentially saw quinn turn if not straight up k*ll.

i know a lot of people want sam to bite darlin’ ( though it may have tempered down a bit after the quinn arc ), and i’m sure it will likely happen, it’s just a matter of when. but what i feel makes it so much more not only bittersweet, but heartbreaking, is why it hasn’t happened yet – at least not narratively or in-character wise.

the trauma they both have combined and separately, the instances we’ve seen turnings and bites happen across videos, the ways it’s been described by vincent and sam. it was something big for lovely and vincent, and the same will be true for darlin’ and sam. and i hope when it happens, that it will be handled with the care and patience and respect it deserves.

feel free to respectfully share or add your own thoughts, opinions, ideas :)

#[ ✶ . kiss me sweet ] #cw: violence #cw: death #redacted audio​ spoilers #redacted asmr spoilers #redacted sam #redacted darlin #redacted quinn

[piffany666]

What do you think of Alien stage so far? :3

First of all thank you for following me so i could get randomly obsesed with finding out wft alien stage even was

But im LOVING IT!

Its like The plot was TAILORED for me specifically

Its got Music, its got gays, its got aliens ect ect!

The characters are amazing!

I love mizi i kinda hate till and i DID love ivan but the kiss scean made me so uneasy it just tempered with how i view him

DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON HYUNA!

I love her so much! She's perfect!

Luka can f*k right off! Its giving vie count druit from black butler in the worst way possible

But yeah im loving it can't wait for more!

#alien stage

[arc-misadventures]

Jaune Got Isekai’d

Jaune burst through the door, weapon held at the ready as he levelled it towards the Demon Queen who sat high upon her throne.

Jaune: Defend yourself foul, Demon Queen! For I am, Jaune Arc! The summoned hero brought to this world a year ago to save it from your vile villainy! So I may return home to my family, and loved ones! Now, prepare for the coming reconning!

: Return to your loved ones…? How funny… For that is exactly why I seek to destroy this world, and avenge my beloved!

She rose frm the throne before, Jaune, allowing him to her in all her radiance, as she prepared to duel to the death, the summoned hero.

: I am the Demon Queen, Griselda! I have waged a bloody war to avenge the death of my beloved! And, none shall stop for avenging his departed soul! Prepare do die foolish hero! In the Name of my beloved, Ivan Caliphate! Perish you foolish hero!!!

Jaune: …

Jaune: I’m sorry, what did you say his name was?

Griselda: Ivan, Ivan Caliphate.

Jaune: …

Jaune: Did this guy have a more athletic build, and was about say… 6ft tall?

Griselda: Yes, he did… My dearly beloved, oh I miss you so…

Jaune: Okay… Umm… Did he have a chiseled jaw, sharp nose, hawkish deep green eyes, with black hair. And most importantly, did he have a sort of roguish smile that for some inexplicable reason seemed to make his teeth sparkle, on command…?

Griselda: Y-Yes he did? Wait… do you know him…? Does he live, is he well?! Tell me! I beg of thee, tell me!

Jaune: One l-last question… W-When did you meet him…?

Griselda: I thought I had lost him five years ago… But, with your news I may finally be able to reunite with my beloved!

Jaune: (Sharp inhale!) oh fuck…

Griselda: What is wrong…? Did something happen to him…?

Jaune: Well… Uhh… I’m not really sure how to…?!

Griselda: Grrrr!!! Quit stalling for time, and tell me foolish boy!!!

Jaune: I met him, and his wife about four months ago, at his son’s birthday party…

Griselda: W-Wait…? He’s married?! And, he has a son?!

Jaune: Technically he has two sons, and two daughters, of which the oldest of whom is eight years old…

Grisleda: He was married, and with kids when I met him?! A married man cheated on me?! ME?!

Jaune: Technically, he cheated on his wife, with you. B-But, that’s just a semantic argument; A cheater is a cheater, right…?

Griselda: Wait?! Did he fake his death… J-Just because the little bastard didn’t want to dump me in person?! Face-to-face?!

Jaune: Yes…?

Griselda: That gutless coward! He shall pay! He shall pay for his insolence towards me, The Demon Queen! That whoring bastard shall pay!!! Or, the world shall pay!!!

HE WILL PAYYYY!!!!!

The Demon Queen rose up, dark purple flames burst from her raven wings, as the pointed towards the sky, a huge plume of fire surrounded her body as ig shot into the sky blasting a whole straight through her castle lightening the night in its purplish hues.

Jaune: …

Jaune: Oh fuck…

~~~

Jaune: So after… that happened… Griselda, attacked, Ivan’s home, told the whole story to his wife, who filed for a divorce then on the spot! Of which after the king heard what his nephew had done, and he was furious with him. So he agreed to the annulment, so Ivan, was disowned, disinherited, and cast out from practically everything! And, then a peace summit was held, and a white peace was made, where the only thing, Griselda wanted was, Ivan, which the Kingdom agreed to, so she took him, and created a special demon to torment the cheating bastard for all of eternity. And, after that, there was this party…I dra k too much wine, I honestly have no idea what happened… Then the Demon Queen kindly sent me back Here, and you guys showed up, and asked me if I have been up to anything. And, that’s it.

Pyrrha: …?!

Ren: …?!

Nora: That sounds so awesome!!! Did you get me anything, did you, did you?!

Jaune: I’m sorry, Nora, I tried, but I couldn’t bring anything back with me.

Nora: Naww… I never get anything fun…

Jaune: Maybe next time.

Pyrrha: J-Jaune?

Jaune: Yes?

Pyrrha: W-We’ve been gone for an hour…?

Jaune: Yeah, so?

Ren: You said you were there for over a year?!

Jaune: Yeah, time flows differently here, and there. But, I’m still here! So, what did you three do, it’s been so long since we last spoke.

Pyrrha: Jaune, again, we’ve been gone for an hour.

Jaune: True, however, I haven’t see you in over a year, so you can forgive me for forgetting what ever it was you were doing.

Nora: We we’re getting chocolate!

Jaune: Ohh~! Did you get me anything?

Ren: Jaune?! You haven’t gone anywhere! You’ve been here the whole time!

Jaune: Pfft! Says you…

Ren: Jaune?! There is no way you left the building, the travker on your scroll says you’ve been here the whole time!

Jaune: Oh that’s just because I forgot to take my scroll with me. I left it in Its charger on my desk, see?

Pyrrha: Okay… I think we should take you to the doctor, you need a check up.

Jaune: I’m fine you guys! Perfectly fine!

Ren: Jaune, you’re talking about how you went to this magical fantasy land for over the space of a year, while we went to get some chocolate. Nothing like that could have possibly happened in the space of an hour.

Jaune: Gods! You’re such a kill joy, Ren! Is he always like this, Nora?

Nora: Yes, he is. I think its that green sludge that he likes to drink, it does something to his mind. Something sinister, and dark…

Jaune: We should get that checked out.

Ren: Grr! Jaune! There is no way anything happened to you, while we were gone!

Jaune: Says you, you buzz kill…

Nora: yeah, buzz kill!

Ren: Hey!

Pyrrha: But, this is all a little far fetched don’t you guys think? I mean this couldn’t possibly have hap…?!!

(Bathroom door opens)

Griselda: Okay, just finished up in there. I have to learn how the pumping works, it is just…?! Oh? Hello!

Jaune: Pixy, You’re here, sit down please.

Nora: Pixy?!

Jaune: It’s just a… It’s just a nickname…

Griselda: Oh… I thought it was my pet name~?

Nora: Nice!

Jaune: So… These are my friend I was talking about, Pyrrha, Ren, and Nora. Guys, this is, Pi… Griselda, The Demon Queen.

Griselda: Hello, everyone! Jaune, has told me so much about all of, I’m so pleased to finally meet you!

Nora: Wow! Nice wings!

Griselda: Oh, why thank you~!

Nora: So, what’s the, Queen of the Demons doing in a dump like this?

Griselda: Oh, I just need a vacation. After all the problems with my ex… Haa… I needed a break from it all, and Jaune so kindly offered that I could stay with him for a spell~!

Jaune: It was just an offer, I didn’t think you’d actually take it…

Griselda: Well, it was a nice offer, besides I could spend some time with my new… Lover~!

Pyrrha: L-Lover…?

Jaune: W-What?! Since when?!

Griselda: Since you beded me on the day of your departure~! Twas quite unexpected night, but I was more then willing to accept your blade into my sheath~!

Jaune: W-W-What?!

Nora: Whoo! You got some Fearless-Leader, great job!!!

(Thud)

Nora: And… Pyrrha fainted… oh boy…

Jaune: J-Just one moment, Pixy!

Griselda: Take your time, Love~!

Jaune: So umm… Do you now believe me that I was isekai’d now, Ren? Does this look like a lie to you?! DOES IT?!

Ren: …

Jaune: Ren…? Hello, Remnant to, Ren?

Ren: …

Jaune: Uhh… Nora…?

Nora: …

Nora: He’s dead, Jaune.

Jaune: …

Jaune: Those damn smoothies!!! I knew they were deadly!

Nora: I can’t even gloat about it…

Jaune: So why didn’t you take the shortcut like I told you?

Nora: They wouldn’t let me!

Jaune: Those fools! Will they never learn?!

Nora: Probably not.

Jaune: Curses upon their ancestors!

Nora: Curses!

Griselda: I can do that if you want?

Nora: REALLY?!

Jaune: Oh no…

///

I know its Mercy from, Overwatch, I just like that picture/Skin.

#rwby #jaune arc #pyrrha nikos #lie ren #nora valkyrie

[longeyelashedtragedy]

oooh modric?

L U K I T A

(i'm already both struggling with the concept of finding just one favorite photo of him, but at the same time i have a very classic go-to hahaha)

favorite thing about them: uh literally everything? if i was raising or helping to raise a boy, i would use luka as a positive role model for non-toxic masculinity. i just adore him in every way. he's not perfect, but he seems like such a good person who operates with intelligence and humility--at the same time he's tough and no pushover! i love his floofy hair and elf face combined with his Manly Voice and best abs in football (and 3rd nipple vibes hahaha...he has a birthmark on his Tits.). plus, his wife Vanja is the queen of wags and in the family photos they seem to be raising their kids to be normal kids--they're not always posed in instagram ready outfits and express their own senses of style instead of wearing cutesy matching outfits (looking at you rakitic family your kids are TOO OLD for that). his football is so sexy and exciting to watch. i will watch his rm highlights and it's just so!!! imagine a lukita & lamps midfield linkup!

also the #old #man #way he #UsesHashtags #😎

also also i like that he is older than i am...i feel like footballers are all 5 years old these days lol

least favorite thing about them: he plays for one of my least favorite teams :( so i never watch him play, lol. but at least rm (as far as i know) treats him decently as an Ancient Player

favorite line: omg...maybe when he cursed out a slovenian ref, "jebem ti mater slovensku u pičku" (def spelled that wrong) ORRR uh the classic when he wrote "I am fucked" in the comments of his ancient insta post

brotp: like...everyone he meets? luka and kova, luka and carli (tho luka ćorluka is def a valid OTP), luka and MARCELO...idk he just seems to bring joy and sunshine to everyone he meets. no wonder his mom called him "my sun" at one of his awards ceremonies.

notp: with messi

otp: i mean....i mean...

R A K I D R I Ć. my first otp of two footballers. it's everything. after all these years i think it still might be my favorite football ship. it gives lamperry in a sense (though lamperry also gives šejan...Interesting) the way Luka makes ivan feel so good and bright and happy and like he belongs (until it all went to shit.). i wish they could have been together somehow, even though vanja is the rare wag i 100% love lol.

(runnerup: modramos)

random headcanon: uhh...lukita is one of those guys who i think is pretty straight, but has some exceptions.

unpopular opinion: STOP CALLING HIM A FUCKING LESBIAN/DYKE i will literally. what the fuck. it ain't cute and saying a man isn't a man bc he has qualities you like? or somehow associate with femininity? is...don't contribute to the problem guys. thank god i haven't seen much of this recently but like...gurguhg it gets my blood Boiling

song i associate with them: ok this is weird...but the only song that makes me think of lukita is "sin pijama" by becky g/natti natasha, and this is only because dejan had an insta video where he's driving to see luka and singing that song into the camera...apparently he wants to see luka in his bedroom without pajamas? modren agenda

favorite picture of them: actually. i'm going into my Archives and posting two random ones

feat. ms VANJA BOSNIĆ herself

#anonymous #answered #lukita

[augment-techs]

Wondering what gay rare pairings do you have for PR, wanted to see if there was some I had in common👀?

Might write some one shots of them!

Oh what a lovely jar of worms to open up. As far as I'm concerned ALL of the PR characters are queer, but let's see what I can actually put down that has standing in any capacity.

MMPR/Boom! Comics/Shattered Grid/Beyond the Grid (they overlap so much):

Billy Cranston/Eugene "Skull" Skullovitch Jason Scott/Farkas "Bulk" Bulkmeier Kimberly Hart/Aisha Campbell Tommy Oliver/Jason Scott Violet Arias/Zack Taylor/Jason Scott/Trini Stone Canyon OT3 Kiya/Trini Matt Cook/Skull/Billy (in that order) Bulk/Skull/Tommy (I have a friend whose fault this is) David Trueheart/Stan Skullovitch (same friend) Daniel O'Halloran/Trek Daniel O'Halloran/Terona Washington Jamie Gilmore/Nikolai Chukarin 1969 Rangers OT5 Grace Sterling/Andrea Virgil | Red Psycho Ranger/Photon | Black Psycho Ranger Nokrea | Pink Psycho Ranger/Yellow Psycho Ranger Andros/T.J. Johnson Andros/Zhane Dhaza/Maavi Remi/Ari Goldar/Scorpina Lord Drakkon & Omega Jason Scott (platonic) Lord Drakkon & Red Sentry Skull (sexual) Black Sentry Adam Park/Scorpina Scorpina/Coinless Trini Black Sentry Adam/Red Sentry Skull (they need someone in hell) Coinless Zack/Coinless Trini/Coinless Bulk Ranger Slayer Kimberly/Coinless Bulk Heckyl & Cam & Kim (platonic friends) T.J. Johnson & Kelsey Winslow & Karone & Mia Watanabe & Conner McKnight (background rangers UNITE as platonic babies) J.J. Oliver/Anara Turbo/In Space: Andros/Zhane Cassie/Ashley Rangers OT6 Psycho Rangers OT5 Lost Galaxy: Maya & Bulk (platonic, platonic, platonic--I just like the idea of her having a friend who isn't a ranger) Damon/Leo Lightspeed Rescue: Chad/Joel Kelsey/Dana Chad/Marina Carter/Ryan (queer-platonic) Time Force: Eric/Wes/Jen Eric & Trip (opening up that circle of friends for Mr. Grumpy) Katie/Nadira Wild Force: N/A Ninja Storm: Dustin/Shane/Tori/Cam Tori/Kapri Marah/Dustin Dino Thunder: Kira/Ethan/Conner Cassidy/Trent/Devin Elsa/Hayley SPD: Kat/Doggie (no, I DO NOT care about the wife) A Squad OT5 B Squad OT5 Jack/Sky Z/Sky Mystic Force: Leelee/Clare Leelee/Clare/Phineas Xander/Chip/Vida Operation Overdrive: N/A Jungle Fury: R.J./Fran Fran/Lily/Camille Jarrod & Casey (good for trauma healing) RPM: Ziggy/Dillon Summer/Scott/Flynn OT5 Gem/Dr. K/Gemma Samurai: Lauren/Mia/Emily Antonio/Jayden Mike/Kevin Spike Skullovitch & Rangers (friend, friend, friend, pleeeease; I don't want them fucking him and he's too good for them) Megaforce: Emma/Jake (another friend got me into this, even though I have never watched anything from this series except for the Big Showdown) Dino Charge: Koda/Ivan/Heckyl Ninja Steel: Calvin/Preston Victor/Monty Hyperforce: N/A Beast Morphers: Betty/Devon

Dino/Cosmic Fury: Javi/Amelia Ollie/Aiyon Izzy/Fern Zayto/Ollie/Aiyon Once & Always: Billy/Skull & Zack Rocky/Adam/Aisha TomKat

#boom! comics power rangers #mmpr #ask fill #prompt fill

[mythica0]

Hey guys! I know my fandoms are listed on my pinned intro post (which I will probably be re-vamping soon) however I wanted to make a more clear version! Edit; this list is subject to minor change

Edit: autocorrect , spelling and clarification

Series I will write for !

(Bolded means I especially like to write for it! Italics means I will try but don’t think I’ll do very well )

Wings of Fire

The Owl House

My Hero Academia

Sanders sides

My Little Pony

Miraculous

Cup head show

Saiki K.

Fosters Home for Imaginary Friends

Hazbin hotel / helluva boss

Encanto

Harry Potter

Twelve forever (there is literally nothing tkl wise )

Cookie run kingdom

Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (ROTTMNT)

Tinga Tinga Tales

Total drama

The amazing digital circus

Trolls (all movies and shows)

Unikitty!

Fandoms I know about, and sometimes partake in, but do not consider myself apart of

Undertale

Five Nights at Freddy’s

Pokémon (I’m actually playing Pokémon scarlet so this may change, but I probably still won’t write for it)

My ships (I will write for other ones, these are just my favorites! )

Wof

Cleril (Clay X Peril)

TsunamiTide (Tsunami X riptide )

GloryBringer (Glory X DeathBringer )

StarSpeaker (Starflight X fatespeaker)

Quinter watcher (Moon X Winter X Qibli )

TurtleJou (Turtle X Kinkajou )

Blicket (Blue X cricket )

SunLow (Sundew X Willow )

LunaTail (Luna X SwordTail )

Anenemorin (Anenome X Tamarin)

TOH

Lumity (Luz X Amity) *obviously*

HuntLow (Hunter X Willow)

RaEda (Raen [is that how that’s spelled?] X Eda)

MHA

Dekuraka (Deku/Midoriya X Ururaka

KiriBaku (Kirishima X Bakugo )

SeroRoki (Sero X Todoroki)

ShinDenki (Shinso X Denki)

EraserMic (Aizawa/Eraser head X Hizashi/ Present Mic)

MomoJirou (Momo X Jirou)

ShojiYami (Shoji X Tokoyami)

AoyIida (Aoyama X Iida )

TSS

Prinxiety (Roman X Virgil)

IntruLogical (Remus X Logan)

Mociet (Patton X Janus )

All Poly ships (expect those with both Roman & Remus)

MLP

FlutterCord (Fluttershy X Discord )

That’s it .

Miraculous

I don’t know this one’s name, a poly ship between Marinette, Adrien, Kugami & Luka.

Alyino (Ayla X Nino )

RainbowTomato/ MarcNath (Marc X Nathaniel)

JuleRose (Juleka X Rose )

MylIvan (Mylén X Ivan)

CupHead Show

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Saiki K.

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FHIF

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Hazbin Hotel/ Helluva Boss

Charggie (Charlie X Vaggie )

Stolitzø (Stolas X Blitzø)

Fizmodeus (Fizzaroli X Asmoudeus )

M&M (Moxie X Millie ) *they are literally married*

Encanto

Doloriano (Dolorés X Mariano )

That’s it

Where would you even get any other ones

(This does not include the parents”s, because obviously they’re shipped)

HP

Harinny (Harry X Ginny )

Ronmione (Ron X Hermione )

Lupius (Lupin X Sirius )

Twelve forever

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CRK

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ROTTMNT

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Tinga Tinga Tales

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Total drama

Gwuncan (Gwen X Duncan)

SamCota (Sam X Decota )

Bridgeoff (Bridgett X Geoff)

MikeZoe (Mike X Zoe)

The amazing digital circus

Kinger x late wife

Trolls

Broppy (Branch x poppy)

Bristle (Bridget X Gristle)

Unikitty!

Frock (Master Frown X Brock)

Other info: things about my writing

THIS BLOG IS STRICTLY SFW, DO NOT REQUEST NSFW TOPICS OR INTERACT IF YOU ARE MAINLY NSFW

I WILL NOT WRITE ROMANTIC RELATIONSHIPS THAT HAVE TO DO WITH INC3ST, PED0PH!L!A , OR NON-CONSENSUAL RELATIONSHIPS

Please ask me things and request stuff! I’m in desperate need of inspiration

You can share or ask for headcannons , I would love to share and see them!

Help me worldbuild! If you see me posting about a story or OG universe, ask about it! It helps me develop the story !

I do draw, however , I live with family, and draw on my school computer, so I won’t draw tkl art.

I will RP! However, only fandoms I’m in, only SFW and don’t expect it to be good 😅

Please check out my tags! My blog is kinda dead atm (which makes sense because I haven’t written anything in a while )and I feel like using my tags might help me get some recognition!

You can request art or fics, I will not ask for payment , and I’m always open! However, this means it might take a while for me to find the inspo to finish.

This is a tickle blog! If that’s not your style , I suggest you don’t follow me.

I am a minor who is on the AroAce spectrum. Do not try to flirt with me, even if you are also a minor, unless I am RPing as one of my characters. (Who is also not AroAce/ a minor )

Give me tips! I’m fairly new to tumblr (less than a year, and no I didn’t come from twitter) so any hacks you have for me are greatly appreciated! Such as how to link my posts to other posts so I can link this to my intro post and make a master list!

Sorry if my blog is hard to navigate, when and if I figure out how to link my posts I’ll make a navigation post and pin it. (I figured it out)

No harassment! Do not harass or bully me , my mutuals, any sort of community, or even strangers on my blog. (The exception being bad people like h0m0ph0b3s ) doing this will result in a block, if you are Anon, and I have to turn off the comfort of Anonymity for others, fuck you.

Oh yeah, on that note, I have a bit of a potty mouth when I’m not talking in front of my parents! I will try to remember to warn about swearing in my fics, but during reblogs , shit posts, etc? No warning.

Have a nice day my parrot chicks! Hope to talk soon!

~Parrot 🦜

#fandomshit #original #fandom list #sfw tickle community #Wof #MHA #TOH #MLP #Saiki K #TSS #FHIF #twelve forever #harry potter #Miraculous #hazbin hotel #helluva boss #Encanto #Cup head show #CRK #sorry this is so long #holy shit this is a lot of tags #ROTTMNT #TADC #Trolls #unikitty

[koijikido]

Spell Your URL

Spell out your URL (or name) using song titles that can describe your muse, then tag as many people as there are letters in your URL!

Tagged by: @spotofmummery :)

K - "Kindred Spirits" — REEN O - (FAR ACROSS THE LAND | by Eurielle & Ryan Louder) I - Inuyasha 犬夜叉 - To Love's End - Erhu Cover by Eliott Tordo J - (Between Your Fates - Fabio Prandoni) I - I Was Lost Without You - Sam Hulick

K - (The Legend of Ashitaka - Daniel Ciurlizza) I - Immediate Music - Surrender To Hope D - (Between Worlds - Adrian von Ziegler) O - (BEYOND LOVE - Ivan Torrent ft. Lara Ausensi)

It was a challenge to find songs for certain letters, because I have songs that I connect with him, but the titles do not fit. Really a challenge. So I filled the spots I couldn't find something fitting to the letter with songs I associate with him. Please have mercy with me (>_<)🍃

Everyone who wants to join the fun and share songs - do it❣️

Okay maybe I try to tag some ppl? I'm shy, but I try... just do it if you want to!! 🍃 @neriyon @ilbers @lucidxiv @gazihsah @josixiv @ranmaru-011 @reap-the-game @tialinffxiv @thewordkeep-ffxiv

#ffxiv #spell your url #ffxiv wol #ffxiv oc #oc #koiji kido

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YOU TASTE THE SILVER - IvanTill WIP (Part 4)

And we're back to Ivan's POV! This one has some more on Ivan's life, and Sua and Mizi make an appearance!

part one - part two - part three

Ivan is having his mandatory once-every-two-months lunch with his sister when his phone pings with the notification set up for Till-related notifications.

He unlocks his phone, clicks on the Twitter notification, and is greeted by a picture of Till, green eyes standing out against his pale skin, awkwardly positioning his phone to take a picture of the silver ball nestled on his tongue, the surroundings still tender and puffy.

TILL ☑ @TILLTHEWORLD_ENDS got a new piercing to celebrate the new place. will have to skip the next stream, sorry guys! [ IMG DESC; a picture of Till holding his phone up to his face to show his new tongue piercing. He is wearing a black t-shirt, with his hair pushed back with a headband. The piercing is a simple silver ball, the area surrounding it redder than the rest. You can see his eyebags below his green eyes. ] 2K Views | 15 Retweets | 4 Quote Tweets | 1K Likes

Ivan chokes on his kimchi, and it takes almost a minute of him dying on the floor before Sua deigns to pat his back. He bets she took pictures, like the evil, evil sister she is.

Mizi, god bless her heart, she is too kind for his sister, hurries over to offer him a glass of water. He thanks her and focuses on drinking the water instead of focusing on the picture still open on his phone.

"What did your boy-toy do now?" Sua asks, and he almost chokes on the water. Instead, he puts it down to glare at her.

"He's not my boy-toy." He says, turning back to his phone to save the picture and scroll through the replies.

K-K-KIRBY @kirbitch ↳ replying to @TILLTHEWORLD_ENDS HELLO. TILL???? EXCUSE ME. WHO ALLOWED THIS. 5 Views | 1 Retweets | 1 Quote Tweets | 3 Likes

hyunjin @hoejin ↳ replying to @kirbitch Deep breaths babe 2 Views | 0 Retweets | 0 Quote Tweets | 1 Likes

…to his roses 🌹 @FieldOfFlowers ↳ replying to @TILLTHEWORLD_ENDS I'd like everyone to know my girlfriend just made a sound like a dying whale and is on the ground now. Should I worry? 3 Views | 0 Retweets | 0 Quote Tweets | 2 Likes

the guns… @bulletcase ↳ replying to @TILLTHEWORLD_ENDS NFSNOWEIFSNF 7 Views | 0 Retweets | 0 Quote Tweets | 1 Likes

womp womp @woonie_ ↳ replying to @TILLTHEWORLD_ENDS quick who has TillStepOnMe socials i need the reaction 4 Views | 0 Retweets | 1 Quote Tweets | 3 Likes

Ivan feels a kinship as he watches his fellow frequent chatters lose their minds, and tweets from his private fan account. He doesn't have many people there, besides Sua and other frequent Till-watchers.

I🚐 (🔒) @bl4cks0rrow ↳ replying to @TILLTHEWORLD_ENDS i think i died and went to heaven 3 Views | 0 Retweets | 0 Quote Tweets | 2 Likes

Mizi makes a curious noise and leans in, and Ivan obligingly scrolls back to the picture.

"Boy-toy is better than stalkee, you know." Sua comments, raising one eyebrow at him. From where she's leaning on his shoulder, Mizi lets out a giggle, letting go of his phone to sit back on the table.

"He's cute! Is he an actor as well?" Ivan shakes his head, taking a deep breath. His heart is still hammering away, but he's enough in control to continue his lunch.

"No, a streamer. He does sing, though." He says, because he knows Mizi will be more distracted by the possibility of getting to know about a new singer than she will be interested in prodding over his love life. Sua rolls her eyes at him, but fuck her anyhow. She's a pest.

Ivan spends the rest of lunch showing Mizi all of Till cover's and original songs. They're too rock-punk for her tastes, but Mizi does incredibly well with grittier songs, for someone who looks like the human incarnation of an angel.

By the way she leaves murmuring the lyrics to 'till the world ends', Ivan thinks that Till just got a new fan.

He has the urge to keep Till to himself, of course. Ivan is the one who has been supporting him from the beginning, who has kept a close look on his growth and career. He wants to keep all of Till to himself, where only he can love and cherish the most beautiful person Ivan has ever seen.

But he's aware that's selfish, that Till is a devoted Mizi fan, that Till doesn't even know Ivan exists. If Mizi covers one of Till's songs, that's an opportunity of a lifetime. Ivan would be the worst human being on earth if he kept Till from such opportunities.

Sua pats his back, a wry smile on her face. She's his evil older sister, and they did as much as they could when they were young to differentiate themselves, but in this they're the same; they fall once, and they fall hard, and Sua is not a good enough person to introduce her girlfriend to people she may like better than Sua.

Ivan shrugs. They're not dating, and Till deserves the best. He doubts they could ever actually be something, with their worlds so far apart, and Mizi is gone on Sua. The worst that can happen from this is Mizi adding some rock songs to her playlist.

Till deserves to have his music heard, to have people appreciate his talent. The least Ivan can do is support him from afar.

(Doubting they'll ever be together also means Ivan has absolutely zero shame in opening the picture that night, propping it up on his sink and jerking off to the image of Till on his knees with his tongue out, ready for Ivan to use.

They'll never meet. Ivan doesn't need to feel bad about his obsession.)

#writing #wip #alien stage #ivantill

[cogcltrcorn]

I was tagged by @flippy-floppy , and I have maybe taken this a bit too seriously.

hmmm. this is actually very hard bc I am very bad at remembering things. also I very frequently obsess over books that are like, objectively Bad (like have I spent a solid 2 months thinking about it by stephen king and only about it by stephen king? yes. is it good? no. did I like it? no. did I still analyze it thoroughly? yes. next question). so. yeah. anyway

I will for sure wake up tomorrow like "OH MY GOD HOW COULD I FORGET [BLANK]" but I am at peace with that fact

in no particular order:

Fathers and sons, Ivan Turgenev - well. it's a book about russian nihilism, it's a book about the political schism between the generations in 19th century russia, and it's a book about idolizing reason and then being forced to contend with the fact that you are still a human being that is both capable of love and craves it deeply. also it is lowkey about being a college student homoerotically enraptured with your very smart and charismatic friend who is an absolute dick. and what happens if you bring this guy to stay with you and your family during the break.

chronicles of amber by roger zelazny - I am gonna be honest with you I do not remember half of that series. including this might be cheating bc it's like. 10 books. whatever. rules are made up. it's good. it's very fucking good. just writing about it right now makes me want to reread it. anyway it's fantasy and there's reality shifting and there is complex lore and yeah no I think this book has radically altered my brain chemistry when I read it.

twenty thousand leagues under the seas by jules verne - look. 9 yo cog fucking Loved boring descriptions of marine wildlife. I was fucking Entranced by this book. this book started my years long obsession with jules verne novels. I may or may not be autistic. like really I can put like. 5 jules verne books on this list. are they incredibly dated and filled to the brim with trademarked 19th century classist and racist bullshit? yes. are they boring as fuck if you do not care about like, the mechanics of building a kiln on a deserted island? yes. but I did. I did care about building a kiln. I wanted to know how traveling to the center of the earth would go. and I wanted to know if the gentleman could get around the world in 80 days. whatever. the important things is that I loved those books and I still love them and they are, at their core, about how fucking cool humans are and how we are capable of great achievements if we apply ourselves and how incredible the world around us is.

do androids dream of electric sheep? by philip k dick - once again there could be like. 4 books on this list. I fucking love his stuff actually. the man has spent his entire life doing coke, getting scared as a result, and then writing kick ass novels about what scared him. he got really into gnosticism by the end of his life. he thought that god talked to him through a spot of light. I fucking love his books. anyway. this specific one is about the way human spirit sirvives in a future that is rendered nearly uninhabitable by capitalistic greed. the world of do androids dream of electric sheep is artificial, obsessed with its own artificiality, and obsessed with proving itself to be Not artificial, ironically, inventing increasingly artificial ways to prove it. plot twist! the only real thing in the world built for profit is the human connections you build! anyway. I have beef with blade runner the movie bc it is NOT A GOOD ADAPTATION OF THE BOOK and has NOTHING TO DO WITH IT. I AM SICK AND TIRED.

actually I lied. here is another philip k dick novel

a scanner darkly - well. how do I explain. ok so basically this is a deeply biographical novel about the loss of identity and connection to reality as a result of drug usage. I fucking love it. reading it makes me go fucking insane. I highly recommend this to all of you, my darling succession mutuals

interview with the vampire, anne rice - made me insane. a theological and philosophical discussion with the guy with the weirdest moral code you have ever seen, with the added bonus of him complaining about his stupid greedy whore of an ex-husband

obligatory mention of 1984 by george orwell - well sorry. he did spit some facts here. also i need to re-read this bc I last read it like 6 years ago and I miss it. I feel kinda unoriginal by saying I love it but like. it Is good. I want to kill the protagonist with hammers, but it IS good... I think of her (1984 by george orwell) often....

red dragon, thomas harris - ok well you see I don't actually have to explain anything to you, do I? I just love it. don't know why. will graham is like a bug to me.

the count of monte cristo, alexander dumas - YET AGAIN!! GOD IS THIS BOOK ENCHANTING IF YOU ARE A CHILD NERD. it has everything: prison escape, complex revenge plot, brooding hero, a long ass side story that seems to have no connection to the main plot but eventually connects back to it, 19th century orientalism. man.

seeing the things other people have posted for this thingy made me realize I need to diversify my reading habits. mayhaps a man should not exclusively read postmodernist sci-fi and 19th century adventure novels. oh well.

anyway. if you wanna do it you can and you should. also go read philip k dick he is underrated as fuck

#yeah no. take my phone away from me