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silversimp · 1 year

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Extra Credit

Professor Erwin Smith x Fem Student Reader

4,092 words - nsfw - minors dni

If there was one thing you were certain of it was that no one was lying when they said college professors were nothing like highschool teachers. Especially in the case of your gorgeous history professor Erwin Smith. Light blue button up struggling to contain him, buttons straining over his built chest and white undershirt peeking out through the gaps.

Everything about him was unbelievably hot, from the way he moved to the way his voice captured the whole room. Many classes you found yourself completely distracted by him, large arms holding textbooks and long fingers pointing at the words he'd written on the board. If it wasn't for his booming voice you'd probably miss more than half of what he was saying. The man really commanded his space, no one could stop themselves from listening to him.

Unfortunately you didn't seem to be retaining enough information, he'd drawn a sad face next to the abysmal grade you'd gotten on his last quiz. You couldn't help but giggle a little at the thought of such a serious man drawing smiley faces on his graded assignments. He'd also jotted down at the bottom of the paper to meet him during his office hours when you had the chance, so you could make up the grade.

Feeling very nervous about speaking one on one with the most beautiful man you've ever seen, you tried your best to seem chill as you waited for him outside his office door. You'd gotten to his office a few minutes early, when you knocked there had been no answer. So you waited. Waiting only made you feel even more nervous though.

"Early, good girl" Erwin smiled as he walked up to you, inside you wanted to scream. Unable to look him in the eye as you greeted him, your vision hit the floor, slowly working up to his face. His slacks were a little too tight and putting his thigh muscles on display, the outline of his manhood made you quickly find something on the floor to look at while he unlocked his door, "come on in, I have a few extra credit options for you."

"Thank you," it came out a mumble as you stepped inside the office, Erwin closing and locking the door behind you made your heart hammer against your chest. There was obviously no dubious reason for him to do that, he probably just didn't want anyone walking in while he worked with you. That's all.

"Please sit, I'll gather the options" he gestured to a chair for you before walking around his desk, rummaging through a drawer before pulling out a folder, "based on your previous work in my class, you'll probably prefer the essay" he said softly, looking over the contents of the folder as he sat down across from you, "but there's also the option to retake the quiz entirely."

"Essay about what?" You watched his hands, they moved so solidly across the papers. Blue veins like raging rivers down his forearms, a simple watch hugging his thick wrist.

"I have a list here" he handed you a paper, seven different essay questions from the last three chapters you'd been working on in class, "pick whichever you'd like. Three pages and due by Monday, please."

You had a busy weekend already, trying to add this paper to the list felt a bit daunting, "maybe it would be easier to retake the quiz" you looked up, the man was loosening his tie as he leaned back in his chair. You felt every hair on your body stand at attention, "I don't have a lot of extra time to work on this" your voice shaking as you placed the paper down on the desk.

"We could do a retake on Tuesday" he leafed through a planner that had been sitting neatly in front of him, "or you could earn the grade another way, today."

Your face heated up, his tone had been completely neutral but it didn't stop your mind from finding the dirtiest option imaginable. You stared at him for a moment, Erwin still looking through his planner. There was no way your hot professor was actually propositioning you for sex for a better grade. That had to just be your mind going wild with ridiculous fantasies.

"Unless you're busy today as well" he closed the planner and looked back at you, though his voice was normal his eyes weren't. Lust and desire swimming in pools of blue, slowly being eaten up by his pupils. Your face was going red, still trying to rationalize that this wasn't actually happening.

"Do you want me to take the quiz again now?" You asked quietly, worried if you spoke any louder you wouldn't be able to keep the words steady. A chuckle escaped him as he pulled at his tie again, this time fully removing it before tossing it on his desk. Your mouth watered as he undid his top two buttons, a lazy smile on his lips.

"Sorry I'm all out of copies at the moment, I was thinking my lesson must not have stuck with you well enough. I'm willing to use this time now to go over the chapters" Erwin spoke slowly, deep voice rather quiet compared to how loudly he spoke in class. You tried to inconspicuously wipe your sweaty hands off on your leggings, feeling extra stupid for thinking he'd meant anything other than something actually educational.

"Yeah, I don't have any other classes for today" you tried to relax, pleased to be getting some extra attention from your professor but still nervous as all hell.

"Wonderful," he smiled before sitting up straight. You watched as he gathered up some papers from the lessons, "now," he cleared his throat and pushed back on his chair away from the desk, "come here" Erwin gestured to the space between him and the desk. Puzzled you slowly stood up, face going hot again as you saw him eye you from head to toe then back up again.

"Should I take the chair?" You asked nervously, he shook his head no and you slowly walked around the solid wooden desk, standing awkwardly in front of him you couldn't find the strength to look at his face.

"On your knees" a gruff whisper that you weren't sure actually escaped him or if your mind was playing twisted tricks on you.

"Pardon?" You looked at him, his bottom lip between his teeth as he sat back in his desk chair. Erwin's eyes were still slowly tracing your body, one hand resting on his strong thigh while the other was gently touching the growing tent in his slacks.

"Get down on your knees" he said louder this time, eyes meeting yours. Your head spun for a moment, either you were having the most vivid amazing dream of your life or you had died and gone to heaven. There was no way any of it was real. After a few blinks you obeyed, sitting back on your heels and looking up at him with rosy cheeks.

"Like this?" You felt the words leave your lips but you weren't sure any sound actually came out.

"Very good" he cooed, you watched in awe as he undid his belt then pants. The fabric was fighting tooth and nail to keep his erection contained, it relaxed as he freed himself. Big. That's all you could think as you watched him slowly stroke his cock. He cleared his throat before scooting his chair closer to you, "you're going to use your mouth, go nice and slow and listen to me okay?" His words were like honey, cock standing proud a few inches from your face.

"Yes sir" you mumbled before sitting up a bit, getting a better angle to try to fit the monster in your mouth. A pleased sigh passed through his lips as your mouth enveloped the head of his cock.

"Good girl," he purred, one his large hands tangled in your hair. He gently patted your head as you began sucking in as much of him as you could, remembering to move slowly as he asked. A few quiet breaths before he began speaking, "now let's go over the Renaissance" you continued slowly sucking on his cock, one hand keeping your balance on his knee while the other pumped the bottom half of his cock.

Erwin sat still, keeping his reactions to you at a minimum as he spoke. He reassured you every now and then that you were doing a great job, he'd comb his fingers through your hair as he spoke. You still weren't sure this was actually happening.

"You got the section on humanism incorrect as well" he used his free hand to look over your quiz, "do you remember when we went over classical antiquity?" He looked down at you, your eyes met and he shivered. You felt his cock twitch against your tongue, you nodded yes as you continued sucking and looking up into his eyes. Blue completely gone now. He let out a small sigh and hung his head back, enjoying your mouth for a moment before continuing his lesson.

The heat between your thighs was becoming unbearable. You found using the heel of your shoe to rub yourself on was good enough for the moment, but god did you want to put what was in your mouth down there instead. You listened to him speak, his voice sounded so sexy and rough as he went on with his lesson. Every few words his breath was a little shaky, but he still wasn't reacting much. You wondered if he would at all, if he'd let you hear him moan in ecstasy or if he'd be just as serious looking when he finally finished.

"The goal of the Italian Renaissance humanists of the fourteenth and fifteenth centuries was the study of the humanities, is the main take away from that section" he said lowly, his hand in your hair moved down until the palm was at the base of your skull, "you've done so well, but I want you take in more" he pushed your head down, forcing more of his length into your mouth. You gagged as the tip entered your throat, "good girl, just like that" he purred.

He kept pushing you down lower for a few more minutes, releasing you to let you breathe. You caught your breath and looked up at him, his hand slowly stroking his dick wet with your spit. You quickly took over, lips back around his girth as he hummed happily.

"You're such an excellent student" he held your head with both hands, "this is the first quiz you haven't passed" he thrust into your mouth, forcing his entire length into your throat making you choke, "just relax, there you go" he grunted as he fucked into your mouth before letting go and letting you take control again, "you can go a little faster, I'm almost done here" Erwin returned his attention to your quiz as tears streamed down your cheeks, throat burning a bit as you swallowed excess spit.

Swallowing around his cock made him moan unexpectedly, his hand over his mouth like he hadn't meant to only made it sexier. You wanted to make him moan more, desperate to make him unravel. The thought this could end with you bent over his desk and fully stuffed with his cock had you rocking your hips against your heel even harder.

"You did well on the art section, so I'll skip that one" his breathing was getting more erratic, but he was holding onto that neutral tone still, "let's go over the technology section now."

You continued bobbing on his cock, taking him until your throat couldn't handle it anymore before popping off the tip. With how much your mouth was watering for him, his cock was dripping with your spit. It was rolling down his shaft and over your hands, a small puddle forming on his boxers covering his balls. God his balls, you wanted to take his pants completely off so you could them. They were big too, you could tell through his underwear.

"I want to suck on your balls too" you whispered, struggling to maintain eye contact but knew you wanted to see his reaction to your words. For good reason too, the question certainly riled him up. His eyes went wide for a moment, a smile pulled the corners of his lips up as he mulled over a response.

"Answer a few questions and I'll let you" Erwin exhaled, "what's an arquebus?"

"It's a gun" you answered, hand still stroking his spit covered cock.

"I need more than that for full points" he chuckled.

"It's a musket that was first used by the ottoman empire in the fifteenth century" you said softly, eyes trained in his cock as you watched your hand move up his entire length then back down again.

"Good girl" he smiled, "name another gun, this one from sixteenth century, and I'll let you suck my balls" Erwin purred.

"Um," you thought for a moment while you watched his length in your palm, "the grenade musket?" You looked up at him unsure.

"You're listening so well" he smiled wider, "here," he backed up his chair and stood up kicking off his shoes before fully removing his slacks and boxers. You watched as he folded them neatly and placed them on his desk, his erection drooling precum as he worked. You were right, his balls were large, they bounced against his thigh as he sat back down, "go one" he presented himself to you and you hungrily reveled in your earnings.

Stroking his cock with one hand, you gripped his thigh for balance as you sucked one of his nuts into your mouth. Releasing it with a loud, wet pop before sucking on the other. Erwin gently played with your hair, watching his student diligently suck and lick at his tightening ball sack.

"Just a bit more and then I'll have you answer a couple more questions" his voice was so deep and raspy, "if you get them all right I'll change your grade and I'll give you an extra reward for being such a good student for me today."

Erwin finished the last of his lesson, face flushed and balls twitching for release in your hands. For a few moments he let out low groans as he watched you worshiping his cock, his large hands pushing your hair from your face so he could look into your eyes.

"Good girl, just a little bit more then you have to swallow it all okay?" You nodded in understanding before dedicating yourself to making Erwin cum. Little moans and left his lips, his fingers raking through your hair trembled a bit as he got closer and closer to climax, "yes, just like that" he purred, voice rough and low, "such a good girl" he grunted, hands tightly gripping your hair in fists. He pushed you down as he thrusted up into your throat, thick bitter cum filling your mouth. You looked up at him with wet eyes, swallowing his large load as fast as you could before the excess could spill out.

Erwin caught his breath, hands releasing your hair slowly. Strands that had broken in his tight grip clung to his skin as he leaned back, cock twitching between your lips. A few more spurts filled your mouth again before you finally removed it. Licking your lips you waited to find out what happens next, thrilled beyond belief at the wild sexy ideas rapidly churning in your mind.

"Three questions, then your reward if you get them all correct" he smiled down at you, you nodded your head and waited with baited breath, "we'll just do vocabulary to make things easy, one: humanism."

"A philosophy during the Renaissance that valued human thoughts and ideas. It led to the study of classical writings and art" you answered shakily, your heat desperate for whatever reward was in store for you.

"Good, two: printing press" Erwin ran his fingers through his own hair, watching you look up at him needily.

"A machine for reproducing written material with ink" your thighs trembled below you, you could feel the stick wetness in your panties squishing as you rubbed your legs together.

"Three: indulgence" he chewed his lip, eyes fluttering closed as he waited for your answer.

"A pardon that released someone from punishment for their sins" you whispered out the answer, awaiting the sinful reward you were bound to receive.

"Very good" he stood up, cock half hard smacking against his thigh as he moved his chair, "remove your pants" he said over his shoulder as he pushed the chair against the wall. You did as requested, excited to feel him inside you, "elbows on the desk" he turned to face you as he finished unbuttoning his shirt, letting the cotton button up fall off his shoulders before he tugged off the white undershirt. You stood in awe of him for a moment, drinking in the sight of his beautifully chiseled body.

You turned and pressed your elbows and palms on the desk, feeling a little nervous about his eyes on your exposed holes. You gasped as his large, warm hands gently ran down your ass then thighs. You heard him moving behind you, your eyes squeezed shut as you waited for him to do something. A surprised moan escaped you at the feeling of his tongue dragging over your slit, his thumb rubbing circles on your clit as he began a steady pace for lapping at your soaked cunt.

"Fuck" you breathed out, face pressed against the desk as Erwin earnestly devoured your pussy. He didn't let up as you trembled, his face pushing hard against you as he held your legs open, "oh my god!" You gasped as he inserted a finger, pushing deep inside you as he kept licking and sucking at your folds. He moved his finger inside you steadily faster and faster pulling whines and moans from your lips.

"You taste delicious" he purred, breath hot against your wet skin. He leaned back to watch his finger disappearing inside you before adding a second, making you moan even louder, "quiet down a bit" he chuckled, "the room isn't sound proof" he got back to eating you as you tried, and failed, to keep your voice down. A few more loud moans, muffled a bit by your hands, left you before your pussy began spasming around his fingers just on the edge of climax. He chuckled as he pulled out of you, standing up he pressed the head of his cock against your hole.

"Please Professor Smith" you begged, wiggling your ass impatiently, his strong hand holding your hip as he slowly impaled you, "amazing!" You mewled as his girth stretched you, a low groan left him once he was fully buried in you.

"Ready?" He murmured, leaning down to kiss the back of your neck.

"Yes, please fuck me sir!" You whined and he quickly gave it to you. His hips slamming into you over and over, large balls slapping your clit pulling back strings your arousal each time they swayed away again. Erwin held your waist tightly, gruff moans in the back of your neck as he filled you with his cock.

"I'd love to have some more extra study sessions with you in the future" he purred in your ear as he slowed his hips, feeling your pussy trembling from your first orgasm, "I think it would really benefit you to have more one on one tutoring from me" he slammed in hard and stayed put, "right baby girl?" He kissed down the back of your neck as you whimpered out yes a few times.

Large, hot hands feathered up your stomach under your shirt until he reached your breasts. His mouth still connected to your nape as he kneaded the supple flesh, his hips began slowly moving again. He thrusted slowly, fully to the hilt before pulling almost completely out again. He kept the slow pace for a few minutes as he murmured about how amazing it felt to be inside you. Erwin pulled you up with him as stood up a bit, hands still on your breasts as he fucked up into you.

"Take your shirt off and sit on my desk" he breathed out as he released you. Head fuzzy and legs barely able to hold you up you did as he said, sitting completely bare on his desk Erwin smiled lazily and looked you up and down before standing between your thighs. He pulled your ass to the edge until your pussy hit his cock, "ready?" He smiled, inserting himself before you could even finish saying yes. You wrapped your legs around his hips as he fucked you, your hands holding his biceps as his hands wandered your exposed skin.

"So good, so good!" You whined out, hanging your head back as the second orgasm washed over you. Erwin leaned down to kiss your throat, nipping gently at the skin as his hips slowed down again. He pushed you onto your back, hands squeezing your breasts as he watched his cock push into you.

"I'm close" he whispered, grabbing your legs by the backs of your knees. Erwin pressed your knees to your chest, fucking as deep into you as he possibly could. Moving slowly to feel every inch of your insides as he could as you moaned and whimpered below him, body overheating and mind completely fucked dumb. A few more thrusts and he pushed all the way in, his cock twitching for release as he forced himself not to cum. Slowly he dragged out of you before exploding white ropes on your stomach and chest.

Erwin let go of your legs and opened one of his drawers on the desk, pulling out a tissue box he attempted to clean you off. His hands shaking and eyes struggling to focus, tissues too weak to soak up the mess he'd made.

"I'm sorry, just give me a moment" he mumbled, cock still drooling cum on his leg as he tried to focus. Instead he dropped to his knees and began eating you out again, overstimulation making it impossible to hold back your moaning. He licked up your slit then over your stomach, eating his seed off your skin as he slowly rose to his feet again. He murmured apologies as he licked you all over, getting distracted from the task of getting his cum off you to suck on your nipples.

"Please, professor" you whined, head hung back as he fingered you and sucked on your breasts, "it's too much, I can't handle any more" you whimpered, hands pawing at his muscular back.

"Just a little more" he smiled against your skin, "I'm getting hard again, do you think you can hold out for a little long?" You looked up at him through hazy eyes, Erwin was disheveled in the sexiest way imaginable. The thought that this man was so desperate to get his cock back inside you enough to make your pussy pulse around his fingers.

"I can take it" you watched his eyes fill with delight as he stood up.

"Thank you" he purred, "you're the best student I've ever had" his breath hitched as he pushed his cock back inside your overused hole, his shape still fucked into you he slid in easily. You let your professor have his way with you for another round, this one much shorter than the last. He at least had you suck him as he finished, cumming in your mouth required less cleanup. The two of you spent and panting, sitting on the floor of his office he pulled you into his wide chest, planting sloppy kisses on your cheek.

"Professor Smith?" You swallowed nervously, the reality of it all hitting you.

"Call me Erwin" he purred back, kissing down your neck.

"Now what?" You held back a whine in reaction to his lips on your skin.

"Well," he sat up straight and cleared his throat, "why don't we schedule your extra study sessions for Fridays" he smiled, "you'll be a top student in no time."

#aot fanfiction #erwin smith #erwin smut #erwin smith x reader #erwin has been on my mind lately and I ended up writing this #i wanted him to be a history professor and the only subject i could think about was the renaissance #its up to you to decide if he does this all the time or if you're special #i almost had reader calling him daddy but i went with sir instead because that felt less cringe~

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gali-la · 8 months

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-Tober Events! 🎃🕸️🎉

alrighty folks here is the deal-io

i've seen a whole bunch of hype for kink/kiss/whump/etc.-tober lately, and while I'm super excited to see what everyone comes up with, I don't have the time to dedicate to picking between prompts, coming up with an idea, and writing a solid fic for it. so instead, I've decided to do something different! I'd like y'all on tumblr, twitter, and wherever else i end up posting this to pick for me!

Here's the idea:

I'll have the prompts down at the bottom ⬇️, from whichever official -tober events I find, and if you'd like to see a fic/drabble from me about it, send over an ask (or message or literally any other way you find to communicate with me works, I'll be checking everything) with the day, prompt, and a general little plot/request! Or check out the form below!! ⬇️ ⬇️

For example:

"Day 5, [prompt], [req ex]" Super simple! The more details given the easier it is for me, but you can gimme as little or as much as you'd like ❤️ I'll be posting 'em on the day of, so you'll know exactly when to expect a reply!

Now, I don't anticipate getting too many requests, since I'm well aware my posts/stories don't garner quite as much interest as others', but if I do happen to get more than one request for one day, if, say, one prompt in particular is extra-popular, I'll do my best to get around to each request, but which one comes first will be based solely on luck. I'll set up a little wheel and have it choose for me! Good news is, since this is extremely unlikely, I'll have plenty of days without requests to try to get to as many as I can! I'll do my best to make no request end the month alone :(

I don't think I've got any extreme no-gos to be aware of, but pretty please don't go intentionally looking for a limit. Just send me what you'd like to see! what's the fun in anything other than that? 💖

Here's my carrd if you'd like to check out my works/see what fandoms I've written for or contact me! And, finally, here's

➡️ The Form!! 🎉🔥

Fill out to your heart's content, as many requests as you please~

And here's the lists of prompts + links to their original posts! ⬇️

Prompts are also available in the form itself~

1. Whumptober: 😞

2. AI-Less Whumptober: 😢

3. Kinktober: 😈

4. KinktoberMadness: 🔥

(one piece-specific)

5. Kisstober: 😘

6. Flufftober: 🥰

7. Angstober: 😭

8. Goretober: 🔪

9. Fictober: ✍️

#one piece #fanfic #kinktober #kisstober #october events #october 2023 #whumptober #flufftober #kinktober madness #ai-less whumptober #goretober #fictober #fanfiction #one piece fanfiction #october

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foxpunk · 10 months

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In one of your recent posts you mentioned mastodon. I've been thinking of trying it out but I'm a bit overwhelmed by the amount of different servers. Which one would you recommend? Preferably ones that are trans and autistic friendly?

oh wonderful! always glad to help someone try something new.

some general info, before we start. for you and anyone else who may be reading this:

mastodon servers aren't isolated from each other. it's like how t-mobile and verizon are different phone networks but can call and text each other. it's also harder for larger servers to moderate their user base well, since the vast majority aren't run by businesses/professionals, just individuals. this aspect is similar to forums and discord. and so, pick whichever server you want based mainly on the server's rules and moderation! to be clear, i DO NOT recommend mastodon.social for the above reasons.

with that out of the way, here's my server recs!

if you take my word for it, you can assume they're all well moderated, LGBTQ+ friendly, and staunchly anti-fascist lol. that being said, always be sure and read the about and rules pages on any server before joining! i recommend reading through the rules of multiple servers even if you decide on just one, so you can get a better feel for how things work.

first, the three servers i have accounts on:

tech.lgbt / on the larger side, but really nice. main user base is lgbt people in the tech field (shocker) and a significant amount of furries (the overlap in this venn diagram is Huge) but you do not have to be one of those things or post that content to sign up there whatsoever!

cutie.city / smaller and super chill lgbtq+ run server, lots of general posting, cute pics, artists, etc. very easy to talk to, and very friendly! highly recommend this server if you are just starting out and feeling things out.

urusai.social / cool and friendly fandom focused server, mainly focused on animanga, light/web novels, e. asian dramas, video games, etc. it has a sister server (sakurajima.moe) you can also check out.

here's a few servers i'm not personally on (yet) but that i have friends on, have read the rules for, and have seen are well moderated:

mastodon.art / on the larger side, and is the main mastodon server artists and creators of all kinds join! friendly, with lots of fun events run by the main mod.

strangeobject.space / super small instance, really chill.

fandom.ink / another fandom focused server, but much more general and not so heavily focused on e. asian media.

honorable mentions that i have mutuals from but dunno much about personally: floss.social / mstdn.games / socel.net / queer.party

if you want to follow people who aren't on your server, all you have to do is place their account url into the search bar of your server and follow from there. (there's other ways to do this, but that's for another post, this one's long enough already). for accounts to follow after signing up, i recommend:

FediTips / nice account with tips for new users

FediFollows / run by the same person, they post follow friday lists of cool accounts to follow.

Curator / the admin for mastodon.art. boosts cool art a lot and has events (run through hashtags) that lots of people join, so you can find new artists

Hashtags / this isn't a specific account. on mastodon you can follow entire hashtags, similar to the way you can here, but better. it's one of the easiest and best ways to find new content and new people to follow.

Also, after signing up, your server will have a /directory page where you can easily find more people to follow!

once you're signed up, be sure to set up your profile, make an introduction post (and tag it with #introduction, hashtags are the best way to find people, remember), and have fun!

if you'd like to learn more about mastodon (either casually, or in depth) AllThingsTech and Fedi.Tips are great sites to do so! and you're free to ask me whatever you'd like about it as well, even if it's a "small" question.

P.S. - sorry for the long response, i hope it wasn't too overwhelming! i wanted to give more info not just for you but for anyone else who may be interested or confused.

TL;DR: the instances i linked are great to join! just look at the links, lol

#ask #ky speaks #mastodon #fediverse #im viralvulpes on those three instances btw feel free to follow me as well!

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kimpossibly · 1 year

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𝟏𝟎𝟎 𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 — 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃. STARTS — JANUARY 2 ENDS — JANUARY 5

Hi everyone! Sooooo I just discovered that I hit ONE HUNDRED FOLLOWERS???? HELLO???????? That is insane and I am literally so grateful for each and every one of you. I wanted to come on here and do a little sumn sumn to show how much I appreciate all of you, and this is what I came up with! Hope you enjoy and thank you all again for 100 followers!!

HOW TO PLAY: pick a character/characters + and prompt, and then send me an ask with both of them. Also please specify if you'd like a drabble or a headcanon, otherwise I will automatically default to a headcanon. For the promts you can just send the corresponding number to whichever prompt you'd like. Send me the ask and I'll write you whatever you want! Fair warning, there are some smutty prompts in the list, so I'll put a little asterisk* by those so you'll know to expect a smutty drabble. Asks can be anon or otherwise, just send in whatever combo you like! Enjoy!

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

Wednesday Addams

Xavier Thorpe

Tyler Galpin

Rowan Laslow

Jeff Winger

Abed Nadir

Harry Potter

Cedric Diggory

Hermione Granger

Ginny Weasley

Peter Parker (MCU)

Peter Parker (TASM)

Bruno Carrelli

Matt Murdock

Kate Bishop

Eddie Brock

Regulus Black

Remus Lupin

James Potter

Lily Evans

Sirius Black

Dick Grayson

Jason Todd

Rachel Roth

Gar Logan

Stiles Stilinski

Liam Dunbar

Theo Raeken

Gilbert Blythe

Theseus Scamander

Jules Paxton

Nick Nelson

Anakin Skywalker

Five Hargreeves

Peeta Mellark

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

— 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞 (𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐬)

“why are you really here? to mock me? to… make me hate you more?” “no. none of that. i came to be a friend, because it really looks like you need one right now.” (this post)

“they would be so mad if they found out.” “fuck ‘em” (this post)

“please, for the love of god, shut up for once.” “why don’t you come over here and make me?” (this post)*

“i’m tired of having to pretend we hate each other.” (this post)

“you’re annoying, you know that?” (this post)

" it's alright... it's okay... i'm here now. i've got you. " (this post)

" who did this to you?"

"we make a pretty good team." (this post)

" you never need to apologize to me. ever. and certainly not for crying... " (this post)

"Hey! Hey, it was just a nightmare. You're okay. I'm right here."

“What, did you think I kissed you all these times because I was doing it for the shits and giggles?” “…Let’s be real, you did have a lot of fun shoving your tongue down my throat in public.” (this post)

“I’ll get over you. I promise. These feelings, they’re— they’re only temporary, I swear. I—I’ll get over you. Just please don’t leave me—” “Did you ever think, that maybe, I don’t want you getting over me? What if I don’t want these feelings to be only temporary? That maybe I... Like you, too?” (this post)

“I didn’t mean to fall for you.” “And neither did I.” “…Fucking pardon?” (this post)

"this is a one-time thing only. don't let me being nice to you get to your head." (this post)*

"Make me." *

"Wait! Can you maybe stay? I don't want to be alone tonight."

"This is why I love you."

“if we weren’t in public right now i’d have my head between your legs” (this post)*

“is that my shirt?” (this post)

“Would you just shut up and kiss me already?” (this post)

— 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬 + 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬

21. Enemies to Lovers 22. Friends to Lovers 23. Childhood Best Friends to Lovers 24. Only One Bed 25. Forced Proximity 26. Cuddling 27. Co-Workers 28. Sharing Earbuds 29. Sickness 30. Halloween 31. Christmas 32. Nightmare 33. Scary Movie 34. Coffee 35. Unrequited Love 36 Academic Rivals to Lovers. 37. Forbidden Romance 38. Stargazing 39. Mornings 40. Going to sleep 41. Date 42. Hug 43. Panic 44. Mutual Pining 45. Friends with Benefits to Lovers

#grace's 100 follower celebration #writblr #writing

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casspurrjoybellbittner · 1 month

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Wreckless - Furniture

*Warning Adult Content*

Emmett

When I get home after working Saturday morning, there's a note waiting for me.

Finnegan has made me lunch and it's in the fridge.

He's sweet.

I grab it first because I'm starving, then take a quick shower.

He comes into the bedroom while I'm getting dressed.

"Hi, Emmett. How was your morning?"

"You know how it was."

'Great. Really, really good.'

"That was very early. AFTER that," he admonishes.

"How was work?"

"Busy but fine and now I'm all yours. I've never really gone furniture shopping so I don't know how much help I'll be but I'm happy to come along."

"Did you measure the rooms?" he asked me to get basic measurements when I went over for the inspection and...

"Yes."

They're on the dresser and I pull them out.

"Oh my God you made little floor plans. On paper. I thought you'd just do a quick list on your cell-phone. This is so cute."

He's peeking over my shoulder but takes them out of my hands so he can get a closer look.

"This will be super helpful, Emmett. Thank you."

"I took a bunch of pictures for you too, thought you might want them."

He gives me a quick kiss.

"You're the best. Want me to drive?"

That's Finnegan for... 'will you drive?'

"No, I'll do it. Just point me in the right direction."

As soon as I walk in the store I'm a little overwhelmed but the stuff is gorgeous.

Not gold-plated, either, it looks comfortable.

"Where do we start?"

"I made a little list. We need a couch and coffee table but I'd like to take your couch too."

"Maybe it should go in your playroom," I offer.

"That will be perfect. Okay, so living room, either a dining set or some stools for the island or both... I need a desk and are we taking your bedroom set?"

I didn't realize that was an option.

It's nothing fancy.

"Doesn't matter to me, we can get a new one."

"We could put yours in the guest room if you want to get a bigger bed for our room."

I can't argue with that.

"Otherwise, anything we see that we like. Honestly we're going to need more but this will get us started and they can deliver it all before we move in."

"Lead the way."

Someone comes over to help us and shows us towards the sectionals.

Finnegan and I debate whether or not we want the flip-up armrests... tables in the middle and decide that even though they're useful, they limit napping options.

I surprise myself because I'm the one being picky, I don't really like the ones that obviously look like a bunch of recliners all shoved together.

We find this one and both love it.

We get an oval coffee table and two round end tables and a coordinating chair that will go next to the fireplace.

Finnegan chooses a rug, I honestly don't care.

Dining rooms are harder, they have a billion options and most look pretty much the same but Finnegan knows he wants self-storing leaves, whatever that is and to seat eight.

He tells me that if his parents come to town, it will be nice to have them over for dinner and we can invite my family or even a bunch of my friends for Thanksgiving.

He chooses one that I like as well and we move on.

When we get to the bedrooms I remember that I wanted to ask him

"What color are you getting the bedroom painted?"

"Oh, I wanted to run something by you. What about a beach theme? So beige and white and blues? Maybe white furniture like we had at the beach house?"

It's sweet that he wants to remember it, we had so much fun there.

"That sounds great to me, darling."

"Can we use some of your photos for artwork? I can get a few blown up real big and framed if you don't mind."

Mind?

I don't mind except that I was going to do that for Christmas.

If he wants them in our room I'm not going to say no.

"Of course, you can pick whichever ones you like."

We agree on a fancy foam mattress and he finds the squishiest, plushest rug I've ever seen in my life.

Marten could almost get lost in it.

It's a pretty light blue and he sits down on it so he can run his fingers through it.

"This will be so nice barefoot. I love it. Maybe a big jute rug to cover most of the floor and this one under the bed."

He may as well be speaking Greek.

"Sure."

He spends nearly an hour, not kidding, looking at desks and chairs.

He wants to see the pictures I have of the study and eventually decides but I'm wondering by now if we're just going to sleep here.

"Okay, that's enough torturing you for one day. Will you let me take you to dinner? It's been too long since we had really seafood and I checked and there's a place one exit up that gets great reviews."

Well that changes my mood quickly.

"That sounds great, Finnegan. I didn't mind, really, we need furniture."

We do and that's true but I'm also done. I'm sure there will be more of these trips in the future but...

"Great. Ikea next weekend for all the cute stuff."

Ugh.

I smile though, he's excited and he's right, this is quite an adventure.

"Food before you threaten me with more shopping, darling. Let's get out of here."

"Sounds good. I've got about an hour of big left in me and then I make no promises. We'd better be home by then."

"Eh, the restaurant will deal and I'm good with whatever."

It takes about ten minutes to get delivery arranged and it all paid for.

It's a ton of money, A TON but I don't argue or worry about it.

I'm planning on eating my way through fifty dollars worth of lobster and crab tonight so I can't really bitch about furniture that we'll use for years.

Plus... I have a plan.

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mo0nfairy · 3 years

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I adore your prompt list! May i request (either hc or an imagine, whichever you find that works best!) a very soft yandere leon kennedy and perhaps a reader having a life threatening injury from trying to escape him or protecting him(??) with the prompt 21? Angsty perhaps with an open ending? Feel free to ignore this if this isnt up to your speed or is against ur rules! Many thanks and i love the layout of ur blog ❤❤

🪷 ִ ° ⋆ 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐬 ˚ ｡ . 🪺

𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗰𝘂𝗿𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 . . .

♫ 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐬 ⸺ 𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐤𝐢

˚ ✩ 💼 ｡ ˚ ✧ * ｡ 🧩

( 📁 ) . . . 𝗧𝗪! 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝗽𝗶𝗲𝗰𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗳𝗶𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘆𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺𝗲𝘀. 𝗺𝘆 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗰𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗽𝘂𝗿𝗽𝗼𝘀𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶 𝗱𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗱𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗹𝗹𝗼𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗻 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲. 𝘃𝗶𝗲𝘄𝗲𝗿 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝗱𝘃𝗶𝘀𝗲𝗱.

( 📁 ) . . . 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗽𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁!

( 📁 ) . . . 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝗼 𝗺𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗹! <𝟯

𝗹𝗲𝗼𝗻 𝗸𝗲𝗻𝗻𝗲𝗱𝘆’𝘀 𝘆𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗶𝘁𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 . . .

𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙𝚎𝚛, 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎, 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚢

𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗽𝘁 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗹𝗲𝗼𝗻 𝗸𝗲𝗻𝗻𝗲𝗱𝘆 𝗶𝘀 . . .

❝ 𝚒 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞... 𝚘𝚑 𝚐𝚘𝚍, 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞. ❞

━━━ ATTENTION: SELF-DESTRUCT SEQUENCE INITIATED. USE THE CENTRAL ELEVATOR TO EVACUATE IMMEDIATELY TO THE BOTTOM-LEVEL TRAIN PLATFORM.

A surge of fear plummets within both of your hearts. You, for your own life. Leon, for the life of the one he loves most. The alarms blare and radiate a vibrant red as a timer of ten minutes begins to count down. Second by second, every crook of your body beats in fear. Leon then lurches to grasp your palm in his and catches a glimpse of you.

You…

There you stand in all of your empyrean glory. Leon feels his breath get caught in his teeth. You, under the beams of the scarlet lights, are beautiful. Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful. His gaze moves down to your lips as he licks his own simultaneously, mind drifting just for a moment. There’s a brief second of serenity caught within his eyes, but it soon falters when the automated broadcast repeats itself for the umpteenth time.

Despite the circumstances, there is no such feeling like this— your hand in his. He remembers when you took him to a run-down diner in Raccoon City before this chaos ensued, your hang tugging his along the way. When he’d rub his thumb over every jut and crevice of your hand as the waiter writes your orders down, Leon can't get enough of you. And it's impossible to forget when you both shared a milkshake like two lovelorn teenagers in a film, never letting go of the others hand. To lose you, to let go of your hand, Leon’s sure you would take his soul with you.

You would then giggle at how corny it was, the euphonious song enough to rob Leon of his heart once again. There’s no such feeling like this— your dulcet voice echoing in his ears. The way you'd talk to him about the most mundane things as you hum along to the tunes from the radio. He couldn’t be more in love. He had to remind himself to turn his head to the road before he kills you both in his state of captivation. To lose you, to never indulge in your honeyed voice again, Leon’s sure you would take his sanity with you.

As your lungs burn and feet throb, you both arrive at the central elevator. Destruction and insanity follow close as the area falls apart. Leon's grip on your hand tightens protectively as if you would manage to slip out of his grasp and into the void below. He picks up pace once again towards the elevator before feeling you halt in your tracks.

“What about the others? We can’t just leave them to die!” you exclaim, letting go of Leon’s hand.

Leon gasped as he attempted to grab a hold of you again. “Look, there’s no time to go back. Y/N, I… I can lose everything, but not you… Oh god, not you…” You notice his eyes well up. “We have to go!”

You shout over the tumultuous clamor, “What about Claire and Sherry!? They’re still down here, Leon! We have to do something!”

FIVE MINUTES REMAINING.

Five minutes remaining. Five minutes remaining. Leon goes sick with worry. He’s practically on the verge of scooping you into his arms and leaving the citizens of Raccoon City to rot. However, your kind and courteous concern towards others is what refrains him from doing such. But the idea of saving the lives of both Claire and Sherry and you dying in the process, oh... He recoils at the mere thought. To lose you, Leon would lose the only light keeping him alive. And he can’t lose you.

A gunshot then permeates the air. Blood now seeps from your shoulder as you stand before Leon, protecting him.

Fear.

Pure, utter, unadulterated fear like never before seeps through the body of Leon Kennedy.

Ada Wong stands, gun in hand as it lowers from where it was originally aimed for. Leon’s skull. With a whimper of your name, both you and Leon plummet to the ground as the bridge begins to crumble before you. You let out a sharp cry as you slide to the edge, right before he grasps your hand with a shriek. Now, you dangle in Leon's grasp, nothing but the depths of Umbrella’s deepest secrets to welcome you to your departure.

Leon’s eyes are blown wide and crazed with terror as they gape into yours. As you’re hanging from the ledge, Leon deconstructs all of the hues and emotion within your eyes. The soft shades, the shimmering tears, the sweet pity. He reminisces of all the times before where he would sappily gaze into your eyes before. The moment where you first wake up and your eyes would drink in the morning sun; the moment where’d you’d compliment his cooking at the kitchen table with glitter in your expression. There’s no such feeling like this— basking in the glow of your love.

Now, Leon must watch through his teary vision as you stare at him with sorrow. You know how this ends; Leon can’t bear how this ends. His chest squeezes in pain at the thought of letting your hand go once again. His body trembles with choked sobs, mustering up whatever strength he has in his body to try and pull you back into his embrace. However, he is forced to feel your bloody hand begin to slip from his. And Leon prays and prays and prays like a saint for you to return to his arms somehow.

“Please don’t let go…” He hiccups, “Please… I-I need you.” Leon begins shaking as he stares down at you.

You look down to the deep abyss below you, then back to the man clinging onto you. You know how this ends. “I love you, Leon.” His tears hit your face as he shakes his head. Leon can’t bear how this ends. “You'll be ok.” With a weak smile, you let your hand slip from his as gravity pulls you further, further, and further away.

“NO!”

Just like that… You’re gone. The bridge continues to fracture beneath his body as he sobs in crippling pain. Now, Leon Kennedy lies here. Alone.

There’s no such feeling like this— the love of his life dying at his own hands. To lose you, Leon has lost himself.

#resident evil #resident evil imagine #resident evil x reader #yandere resident evil #yandere resident evil x reader #leon kennedy #yandere leon kennedy #leon kennedy imagine #leon kennedy x reader #yandere #yandere imagines #soft yandere #moonfairy

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cyborg-franky · 2 years

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the way I look forward to the prompt lists every month lmao, but ahh they're always so so cute!! if you don't mind I'd like to send in an ask :0 either 9 or 35 for Perona or Sanji please! whichever you'd prefer, but thank you sm!! love you lots Franky have a good day mwah <333

Omg that's so cute <3 Thank you. always lovey writing for you Maxie <3

Perona x GN Reader SFW Word Count: 246

Perona furrowed her brows as she floated along the hallway of the large castle, her posture limp, her eyelids heavy. She huffed, the breath ruffling her bangs as she carried on to her destination. She was exhausted thinking there were bugs in her room last night and Zoro had been loud this morning with training.

The ghost princess wasn’t in the best of moods, just struggling to stay awake, she sagged in the air, feet almost dragging along the floor. You turned the corner and almost ran straight into her, she let out a huff and waved her arms, crossing them over her chest before she realised it was you.

“Oh, you’re not that idiot.” She calmed down, just a fraction.

She seemed to run out of energy, too tired to keep her ability to float up, she dropped to her feet and made another sigh, you reached forward and held her. She nuzzled against your shoulder and closed her eyes, letting herself relax into your arms.

“You’re unbelievable cute when you’re tired.” You commented with a smile.

“Shutup..” she mumbled and wrapped her arms around your neck, you smiled softly knowing there was no bite to it, she was just a little extra snappy when she was tired.

You picked her up bridal style, kissing her forehead where her bangs had parted from being jostled around. She hummed in response, letting you carry her to your room where there were no bugs and no Zoro.

#perona x reader #perona one piece #perona one piece x reader #ghost princess #ghost princess perona #one piece reader insert #one piece x you #sfw #gender neutral reader #one piece x reader #perona x yn

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blackberry-gingham · 2 years

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The Masterplan | Mortimer Toynbee x Fem!Reader

<... Prev | Chpt 3

After a hard falling out, Toad nearly lets his tempter get the better of him during your first meeting. Almost, but... It occurs to him that, despite acting like such a bastard... He's never been treated so well in all his life before. Especially not by a human. Out of curiosity... He's made up his mind to try again with you.

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tags: slow burn, some dad bod stuff bc it's me we're talking about and you guys expect it, aged up toad (adult/middle aged (so, dilfy)), mentions/threats of violence

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By the time he reaches your porch, the sun is on the brink of setting. Toad clears his throat and lifts a knuckle to knock. He pauses.

...It dawns on him that he hasn't got a damn clue what to say.

He drops his hand to his side. Shit. All along that walk, he told himself he'd think of something by the time he got here. Looks like it never came.

Fuck it. He takes a deep breath and knocks politely. He's not talking with you just now... Maybe it'll come yet.

The seconds feel like hours while he waits for any sign of life. He wouldn't blame you for ignoring him completely, after all.

Cautiously, the door creaks open. You peak outside, catch a glimpse of him, and slam it shut.

"I told you to leave!", you shout.

"Look, I'm sorry, alright! I just wanted to-"

"If you think I'm going to give you more food or help, you can save your breath!"

Damn. He was feeling a little hungry after all that walking too.

"That's fine, I just-", Suddenly... Toad freezes up.

Why is he here? He wants to see you. To get in your good graces, just for a little while maybe... He wants to know what's so special about you. Why you're not afraid or revolted at him... What is it that makes you so fascinated. What does he have to do to see that look in your eyes again?

But how the hell is he supposed to put that into words...

"Would you forgive me if I said I lied about the sco- er... Biscuit? I really was quite good actually!", he tries his best to sound convincing. After all, he really does mean it.

You give a humorless laugh, "How stupid do you think I am, huh?"

Toad groans. Shit... This is going nowhere.

He thumps his head against your front door, "No stupider than me, that's for sure", he mutters.

You remain silent on the other side of the door. Mortimer huffs a sigh. He'll give this one last try... Then. Well, he doesn't know.

He picks his forehead up from against the wood, "Look... I know I've been a right bastard to you, and I'm sorry. You don't have to put me up or anything like that, but... C-could I ask for you to finish the sutures, maybe?"

"...Why should I trust you?"

Toad goes silent at that. He thinks hard about it for a moment. You know... It never occurred to him that trust could be a two way street between humans and mutants. He never thought... You might be scared of him... in that way.

Not because he's a mutant... Just a stranger.

"Well... You don't have to, I suppose, but... Maybe at least as much as I'm trusting you, yeah?"

You sigh. It's true, you haven't really run into any mutants in person around here... But that doesn't mean you're ignorant to the rocky relationship they have with humans. He's right... The most you can do is meet each other halfway.

And... You'd be lying if you said you didn't want to at least meet him.

The lock clicks gently. You open the door to just a crack and take a good look at that face. Well... He at least looks sorry.

You sigh, "Alright, come in", you move aside and let him pass.

He stands there awkwardly, and mutters a thanks when you finally turn to face him. You acknowledge his apology at least, but largely wave him off, "Go sit over there, I'll be back with what I need"

Toad looks over towards the couch as you've indicated. There's a little hearth, but it's in shambles. The furniture looks ancient, but at least it's not deteriorating like everything else seems to be. He trudges over and takes a cautious seat.

It gives an annoying squeak beneath his weight, but seems fine otherwise.

Despite how decrepit it is, the furniture is actually quite comfortable. Better then the near nothing he was allowed access to back with the others at least. He leans back with a little sigh.

Finally you make your return, the old wooden stairs heralding your descent.

You place your things on a side table and pull on some latex gloves, "Alright, take off your shirt"

Toad flushes immediately. He can't say a woman's ever asked him that before. It... Feels a bit more exciting then it should.

You look up, threaded needle in hand, to see he's still frozen in place, "Do you want to do this or not?", you say gruffly.

"Right, right... Sorry, uh", his hands are indecisive, hovering back and forth. Should he unbutton or... Maybe it would be faster to just take it off? But that feels so awkward though... Er, maybe...

You roll your eyes and make the choice for him. With a firm tug, the remaining buttons pop apart all in one go. You tuck the one flap of fabric behind his back and get ready to clean the spot of the open wounds again.

Well if he wasn't blushing before, he certainly is now, "Ahem, that works too..."

Careful not to do more harm then good, you make sure to avoid the cut itself while you clean, "Hmm"

"... Something wrong?"

"These are looking noticeably better since this morning. Strange"

"Oh, I... heal quick", he's not really sure why he's telling you this. Right now he's still trying to pull himself together after... That.

You stop, a tiny trace of that fascinated look back in your eye, "Really? That must be nice", you even give a little smile.

While you finish up cleaning the area for new stitches and checking over the old ones, Mort pulls himself out of his daze only to suddenly find himself feeling a little more... Self conscious, then usual.

In all his life, he's never had an experience like this. Not even close. In a house... On a couch... Pretty lady touching his bare body... It was something he'd never even thought possible to be honest...

Not for a guy like him, anyway.

He's never felt so strange about his body before either.

When he was young, it would've been a different story. He was perfectly thin, wrinkle free, and had about a fraction of the warts he has now. The touch of pink around his abs may have been attractive back then when it at least could highlight them... It was smaller, less noticeable.

Some would almost say cute.

Now, it only better serves to show off his furrowed stretch marks and round belly, like a panel of color on a beachball. Ugh, he winces at the thought.

"Ready?", you hold one of the few remaining cuts closed, surgical needle prepared to pierce.

Mindlessly, he nods then braces himself at the last moment. It... Hurts, but not as bad as he was expecting. Feels more odd than anything.

Toad grits his teeth, looking for any way to distract himself from the procedure, "...Are you a doctor then?"

You chuckle, "No, nothing like that. I'm a... Marine biologist"

"Oh", he makes a face. Whether it's because he finds something unpleasant about your answer, or it's in thanks to the first pierce of the needle, you can't say, "Do a lot of... Mpf- dissections?"

You sew along the gash methodically, going quick. This one is short at least. In, out. In, out. In, out... "A few, back in college. Why?"

"Just want to make sure you know wha-", suddenly, he hisses in discomfort as you pull the thread taut.

"Sorry, sorry...", you cinch it off and cut the line. Just two more to go, not long at all, "You're doing great so far"

At last, he's quiet at that. His heart skips a beat, all a flutter. He feels flushed, and nervous, and very... Like how he used to be. Like a kid with stars in his eyes and waiting waiting waiting.... All just for someone to come along and notice him.

But- He gives his head a little shake, coming back to reality.

That was a long time ago...

You don't look up, but you haven't missed a beat, "Doing alright?"

Toad clears his throat and pretends to not look at you, "Fine"

His eyes flick back and forth, between your hands and your face. A part of him wishes you'd say that again. Or at least... Maybe something like it. Now that he thinks about it... He can't quite recall the last time he's ever been complimented. Let alone told he's done something well.

You stay silent as you continue, but he notices you casting glances around his oblique. The pink is a bit faded out around the edges now, not as sharp of a line as it was when he was young. Perhaps just a sign of aging... Although he can't help but feel that it resembles what you get with a stretched out image or piece of plastic.

Blurry.

Distorted.

"Something wrong?", he bites.

"Hm? Oh sorry... You have very pretty skin, is all. Never seen a toad with colors like these though", you laugh lightly, and pull the thread tight to tie it off. One more to go.

Toad is shocked into silence. There's something he never thought he'd hear before. Him and 'pretty' absolutely have never been in the same sentence together.

You run your thumb down the muddled seam where the green meets the pink, crossing over a few solid stitches as you go.

Mortimer twitches a little, but only because it tickles. You however, find him to be very soft. His skin really is just like velvet...

You get another line of thread ready and run it through your needle, "Have you always had it?", you gesture to his pink patch, then gather up his skin to finish sewing.

"Mpf- Yeah... I was born like this, if that's what you mean"

"Really?", you sound genuinely intrigued, "I thought mutations didn't show up until adolescence or about that"

"Hmp, not when you're mutated this badl- Christ!", he seethes, "Could you at least try and be gentle?"

This last cut is right around his ribs. An awful spot for a needle and no drugs. You apologize but have no choice really, other then to tell him the truth about the situation, "You've been doing great so far... I promise I'll be as quick as I can, alright?"

He's none too happy to hear it, but... He can suffer a lot in exchange for a even just little praise like that.

As expected, he's not quite up for talking while you work through the sensitive area, but you're true to your word and done quickly. You tie it off and pat his side warmly. The skin of his fleshy side bounces a touch in response to your thumps.

"There, you're all done...", you get up and give his mop of hair a playful ruffle, "Door's that way", you point over your shoulder.

Toad stops mid motion, "What, that's it? You're going to tear my shirt off, then throw me out?"

"Excuse me?"

"Just a joke! Just a joke...", he puts up his hands defensively then starts to button the shirt closed again. Toad clears his throat and stands up with you, "I um... I don't suppose there's anything I could do to convince you to let me stay a bit?"

Your face crinkles in a way that immediately tells him the answer is no. A justified no after all... Especially considering he told you he had no expectations of being put up here for the night.

He cuts you off before you can give a definitive answer, "Maybe- Maybe some help around the house? I can do most anything you want, you know! I know it's a little... rough in here, after all"

At that suggestion, your face relaxes a bit with intrigue more then anything. Close... Maybe he can sweeten the deal.

"Or! I... I could let you study my healing maybe? You like froggy things, yeah? Besides...", he turns around and works the back of the shirt off his shoulders, revealing his stitches from the previous day, "Look at that! Already healing and all, right?"

He does have a point... You are quite interested in him and his... particular mutant biology. The slashes along his back are puckered up around the sutures, a good sign of being well on their way to healing. They're a bit crusted with pus though and could use a cleaning.

You take the fallen collar of his shirt and pull it back up to sit on his neck, "And... you expect me to believe you wouldn't mind that?", you ask doubtfully.

Well... Under normal circumstances, you're right and he damn well would, to be honest with you. He's been stared at and mocked and scrutinized by humans all his life. He couldn't imagine subjecting himself to being the science experiment of one.

But then...

He never expected to be treated so... well under such a condition. Over and over in the back of his head, he can still hear your voice clear as when you said it.

'You're doing well'

'Good job'

He's never heard those words in all his life...

"No, not a problem at all", he actually gives a little smile as he turns around to face you, "I don't mind, just don't cut me open, yeah?", he chuckles.

You smile a little too. Strange... His personality has completely changed since last you saw him. Hmp, maybe he realized how screwed he is if he keeps sleeping out in the bayou, you joke to yourself. Whatever the case, you suppose he seems harmless enough.

He's got a short fuse and a hot temper, but... Harmless. All bark and no bite, as it were.

"...Fine", you brush a bit of his hair out of his eyes. They're speckled and flecked with metallic colors, all around those fascinating oblong pupils at the centers. Quite beautiful, you think, "It's a deal then"

#time for the dad bod/tummy shit #here we goooooo #back on my bullshit lmao #xmen toad #mortimer toynbee x reader

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wattpadscapcons · 3 years

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Could I request 32 (you look so unbelievably cute when you’re tired) for kokichi? Pregame or ingame, whichever you’d like!

YESSSSSSSSSSSS! FINALLY THE FLUFF LIST!

You give me so many excuses to write for Pregame Kokichi and it's wonderful.

Fluff Prompt: 32

Pregame Kokichi

He fell asleep in class again. This is the third time this week. It's also the third time you've had to carry his half asleep-half awake self back home. At this point you don't know if he was just fainting from physical exhaustion or if he was staying up all night. Neither were good, but he's at the point where he'd tell you when he's having problems sleeping. You're just glad he's easy to carry, and isn't squirming around in your grasp.

"You're not gonna be making a habit of this are you?"

"No.....Just tired..."

"I can tell."

You can tell he's trying his best to stay awake, and in a split decision decide to take him back to your house instead. He'd barely notice the difference in the sleepy haze of his anyways. Upon reaching home, you thanked your past self for not choosing to carry him bridal style.

You were able to set him down on the couch pretty easily, a dopey, sleepy smile plastered onto his face. Yeah, he's almost complete out by the time you set your bags down and plop down next to him.

"You look so unbelievably cute when you're tired."

He let out something similar to whine as a response, before finally falling asleep on your shoulder. Well, it's not like you were doing anything today anyways. You simply watched tv and played with his hair, twirling it in between your fingers as you'd seen him do before for a while.

Stifling a yawn, around 11pm, you finally decide to pick him up and carry him to bed with you. About 10 minutes after tucking him in, he stirred and was awake again. Of course, you only realized that when he poked your half-asleep body awake.

"Y/N."

"......Hm?"

"You can't fall asleep on meee...."

"It's past 11....."

"........My parents are going to kill me if I go home now..."

"Stay the night then....*yawn*..."

"I don't know how you expect me to sleep again..."

"Well I know I'm not carrying you again tomorrow, so it's better that you figure something out. I need sleep."

"I guess I'll just keep you awake all night then!"

"Touch me without my permission and I'm kicking you out of my room."

"......You're so mean. I just wanted to play video games."

"Is that why I've had to carry you around? Because you were staying up all night playing games..."

"Sorry Y/N...."

"What am I going to do with you?"

"Cuddle?"

Kokichi nuzzled into your side rather quickly without giving you much time to get out a "yes". You never would have expected a boy like him to have a strong grip, but he's downright squeezing. Similar to how he'd treat his stuffed animals and comfort objects....

"You didn't have to carry me home with you, y'know..."

"What? Did you expect me *yawn* to just leave you?"

"No, but I'm just saying."

"Hush and go to sleep before you end up being the one carrying me...."

"Goodnight Y/N."

"Night night Kichi..."

#pregame #pregame kokichi x reader #pregame kokichi ouma x reader #pregame kokichi #pregame drv3 #danganronpa #danganronpav3 #kokichi ouma #danganronpa v3 killing harmony #danganronpa v3 #danganronpa kokichi #kokichi x reader #drv3 kokichi

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silversimp · 1 year

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Extra Credit

Professor Erwin Smith x Male Student Reader

4,176 words - nsfw - minors dni

"Early, good boy" Erwin smiled as he walked up to you, inside you wanted to scream. Unable to look him in the eye as you greeted him, your vision hit the floor, slowly working up to his face. His slacks were a little too tight and putting his thigh muscles on display, the outline of his manhood made you quickly find something on the floor to look at while he unlocked his door, "come on in, I have a few extra credit options for you."

"Essay about what?" You watched his hands, they moved so solidly across the papers. Blue veins like raging rivers down his forearms, a simple watch hugging his thick wrist.

"I have a list here" he handed you a paper, seven different essay questions from the last three chapters you'd been working on in class, "pick whichever you'd like. Three pages please."

"We could do a retake on Tuesday" he leafed through a planner that had been sitting neatly in front of him, "or you could earn the grade another way, today."

"Sorry I'm all out of copies at the moment, I was thinking my lesson must not have stuck with you well enough. I'm willing to use this time now to go over the chapters" Erwin spoke slowly, deep voice rather quiet compared to how loudly he spoke in class. You tried to inconspicuously wipe your sweaty hands off on your jeans, feeling extra stupid for thinking he'd meant anything other than something actually educational.

"Yeah, I don't have any other classes for today" you tried to relax, pleased to be getting some extra attention from your professor but still nervous as all hell.

"On your knees" a gruff whisper that you weren't sure actually escaped him or if your mind was playing twisted tricks on you.

"Like this?" You felt the words leave your lips but you weren't sure any sound actually came out.

"Yes sir" you mumbled before sitting up a bit, getting a better angle to try to fit the monster in your mouth. A pleased sigh passed through his lips as your lips enveloped the head of his cock.

"Good boy," he purred, one his large hands tangled in your hair. He gently patted your head as you began sucking in as much of him as you could, remembering to move slowly as he asked. A few quiet breaths before he began speaking, "now let's go over the Renaissance," you continued slowly sucking on his cock, one hand keeping your balance on his knee while the other pumped the bottom half of his massive erection.

"You got the section on renaissance humanism incorrect as well" he used his free hand to look over your quiz, "do you remember when we went over classical antiquity?" He looked down at you, your eyes met and he shivered. You felt his cock twitch against your tongue, you nodded yes as you continued sucking and looking up into his eyes. Blue completely gone now. He let out a small sigh and hung his head back, enjoying your mouth for a moment before continuing his lesson.

Your own erection pressing against your jeans was becoming unbearable. You found using the heel of your shoe to rub yourself on was good enough for the moment, but god did you want to feel his huge hands wrapped around you instead. You listened to him speak, his voice sounded so sexy and rough as he went on with his lesson. Every few words his breath was a little shaky, but he still wasn't reacting much. You wondered if he would at all, if he'd let you hear him moan in ecstasy or if he'd be just as serious looking when he finally finished.

Swallowing around his cock made him moan unexpectedly, his hand over his mouth like he hadn't meant to only made it sexier. You wanted to make him moan more, desperate to make him unravel. The thought this could end with you bent over his desk and fully stuffed with his cock was making you rock your hips against your heel even harder.

"You did well on the art section, so I'll skip that one" his breathing was getting more erratic, but he was holding onto that neutral tone still, "let's go over the technology section now."

You continued bobbing on his cock, taking him until your throat couldn't handle it anymore before popping off the tip. With how much your mouth was watering for him, his cock was dripping with your spit. It was rolling down his shaft and over your hands, a small puddle forming on his boxers covering his balls. God his balls, you wanted to take his pants completely off so you could suck them. They were big too, you could tell through his underwear.

"Sir?" You interrupted him, breathing heavy as you looked up at him through wet lashes. He chewed his bottom lip and looked down at you, hand still stroking his cock as you figured out how to say your thoughts aloud. "I want to suck on your balls too" you whispered, struggling to maintain eye contact but knew you wanted to see his reaction to your words. For good reason too, the question certainly riled him up. His eyes went wide for a moment, a smile pulled the corners of his lips up as he mulled over a response.

"Answer a few questions and I'll let you" Erwin exhaled, "what's an arquebus?"

"It's a gun" you answered, hand still stroking his spit covered cock.

"I need more than that for full points" he chuckled.

"It's a musket that was first used by the ottoman empire in the fifteenth century" you said softly, eyes trained in his cock as you watched your hand move up his entire length then back down again.

"Good boy," he smiled, "name another gun, this one from the sixteenth century, and I'll let you suck my balls" Erwin purred.

"Um," you thought for a moment while you watched his length in your palm, "the grenade musket?" You looked up at him unsure.

"You're listening so well" he smiled wider, "here," he backed up his chair and stood up kicking off his shoes before fully removing his slacks and boxers. You watched as he folded them neatly and placed them on his desk, his erection drooling precum as he worked. You were right, his balls were large, they bounced against his thigh as he sat back down, "go on" he presented himself to you and you hungrily reveled in your earnings.

"Good boy, just a little bit more then you have to swallow it all okay?" You nodded in understanding before dedicating yourself to making Erwin cum. Little moans and left his lips, his fingers raking through your hair trembled a bit as he got closer and closer to climax, "yes, just like that" he purred, voice rough and low, "such a good boy" he grunted, hands tightly gripping your hair in fists. He pushed you down as he thrusted up into your throat, thick bitter cum filling your mouth. You looked up at him with wet eyes, swallowing his large load as fast as you could before the excess could spill out.

"A philosophy during the Renaissance that valued human thoughts and ideas. It led to the study of classical writings and art" you answered shakily, your cock twitching desperate for whatever reward was in store for you.

"Good, two: printing press" Erwin ran his fingers through his own hair, watching you look up at him needily.

"A machine for reproducing written material with ink" your thighs trembled below you, you could feel the wetness in your briefs from your precum rubbing on the tip of your dick.

"Three: indulgence" he chewed his lip, eyes fluttering closed as he waited for your answer.

"A pardon that released someone from punishment for their sins" you whispered out the answer, awaiting the sinful reward you were bound to receive.

You turned and pressed your elbows and palms on the desk, feeling a little nervous about his eyes on your exposed hole and dangling balls. You gasped as his large, warm hands gently ran down your ass then thighs. You heard him moving behind you, your eyes squeezed shut as you waited for him to do something. A surprised moan escaped you at the feeling of his tongue dragging over your tight ring, his large hand gripped your cock and began pumping as he ate your ass.

"Fuck" you breathed out, face pressed against the desk as Erwin earnestly devoured you. He didn't let up as you trembled, his face pushing hard against you as he held your cheeks open with his free hand, "oh my god!" You gasped as he inserted a finger, pushing deep inside you as he kept licking and kissing over your ass. He moved his finger inside you steadily faster and faster pulling whines and moans from your lips as he pumped your cock with the other hand.

"You taste delicious" he purred, breath hot against your wet skin. He leaned back to watch his finger disappearing inside you before adding a second, making you moan even louder, "quiet down a bit" he chuckled, "the room isn't sound proof" he got back to spitting on your hole as he fingered you and you tried, but failed, to keep your voice down. A few more loud moans, muffled a bit by your hands, left you before your ass began tightening around his fingers just on the edge of climax. He chuckled as he pulled out of you and released your twitching member, standing up he pressed the head of his cock against your hole. He pulled open a drawer and you heard him uncap something. Suddenly cold lube was poured on your hole. The lewd sounds of him slicking up his cock made you needy.

"Ready?" He murmured, leaning down to kiss the back of your neck.

"Yes, please fuck me sir!" You whined and he quickly gave it to you. His hips slamming into you over and over, large balls slapping yours. Erwin held your waist tightly, gruff moans in the back of your neck as he filled you with his cock.

"I'd love to have some more extra study sessions with you in the future" he purred in your ear as he slowed his hips, feeling your body trembling from your first orgasm, your seed splattered on his desk, "I think it would really benefit you to have more one on one tutoring from me" he slammed in hard and stayed put, "right baby?" He kissed down the back of your neck as you whimpered out yes a few times.

Large, hot hands feathered up your stomach under your shirt until he reached your chest. His mouth still connected to your nape as he toyed with your nipples, his hips began slowly moving again. He thrusted slowly, fully to the hilt before pulling almost completely out again. He kept the slow pace for a few minutes as he murmured about how amazing it felt to be inside you. Erwin pulled you up with him as stood up a bit, hands still on your chest as he fucked up into you.

"Take your shirt off and sit on my desk" he breathed out as he released you. Head fuzzy and legs barely able to hold you up you did as he said, sitting completely bare on his desk in a puddle of your own cum. Erwin smiled lazily and looked you up and down before standing between your thighs. He pulled your ass to the edge until your hole hit his cock, "ready?" He smiled, inserting himself before you could even finish saying yes. You wrapped your legs around his hips as he fucked you, your hands holding his biceps as his hands wandered your exposed skin.

"So good, so good!" You whined out, hanging your head back as the second orgasm washed over you, ropes of your cum hit his abs. Erwin leaned down to kiss your throat, nipping gently at the skin as his hips slowed down again. He pushed you onto your back, hands feathering over your body as he watched his cock push into you.

"I'm sorry, just give me a moment" he mumbled, cock still drooling cum on his leg as he tried to focus. Instead he dropped to his knees and began eating you out again, overstimulation making it impossible to hold back your moaning. He licked up your hole then over your spent cock covered in both of your arousal, then your stomach, eating his seed off your skin as he slowly rose to his feet again. He murmured apologies as he licked you all over, getting distracted from the task of getting his cum off you to suck on your nipples.

"Please, professor" you whined, head hung back as he fingered you and sucked on your skin, "it's too much, I can't handle any more" you whimpered, hands pawing at his muscular back.

"Just a little more" he smiled against your skin, "I'm getting hard again, do you think you can hold out for a little longer?" You looked up at him through hazy eyes, Erwin was disheveled in the sexiest way imaginable. The thought that this man was so desperate to get his cock back inside you enough to make your ass pulse around his fingers.

"I can take it" you watched his eyes fill with delight as he stood up.

"Thank you" he purred, fumbling to lube his cock up again, "you're the best student I've ever had" his breath hitched as he pushed his cock back inside your overused hole, his shape still fucked into you he slid in easily. You let your professor have his way with you for another round, this one much shorter than the last. He at least had you suck him as he finished, cumming in your mouth required less cleanup. The two of you spent and panting, sitting on the floor of his office he pulled you into his wide chest, planting sloppy kisses on your cheek.

"Professor Smith?" You swallowed nervously, the reality of it all hitting you.

"Call me Erwin" he purred back, kissing down your neck.

"Now what?" You held back a whine in reaction to his lips on your skin.

"Well," he sat up straight and cleared his throat, "why don't we schedule your extra study sessions for Fridays" he smiled, "you'll be a top student in no time."

#aot fanfiction #erwin smith x reader #erwin smith smut #i decided i wanted to do a version for the boys #i'd do another version for the they/thems but i such at writing smut vague enough ya know???#also i'm more convinced erwin would rather be with a man anyways gay or bi or pan whatever he is he likes dudes #its up to the reader to decide if he does this all the time or if you're special

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angelic-jeonghan1004 · 3 years

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Accidently confessing to them in conversation || ONEWE

My inactivity has been strong I'm sorry y'all :(( just gotta respect the Hussle that is having jobs. I'm trying to write more though! Got a lot of ideas that living rent free just gotta put them into a post and not leave them doing laps in my brain. I also already wrote an entire accidental confession fic for cya you can check my master list its Give Me The Honor!

Pairing: ONEWE x reader

Genre: fluff

Warnings: minor swearing, very cheesey, not proof read

Gif credits to rightful owners ✨

Yonghoon

So everything was going great

Hanging out at the studio

Initially he invited you over to see if you could help him out on how he should sing their upcoming cover

Kanghyun was out so he couldn't run through it with him

So he asked you

Listening to his voice it's so easy to get lost in it

A love song that made your heart skip a beat when he'd look at you

Your heart was turning into putty

"So how did you like it? Anything I should change? Should I sing lower? Higher?"

"You don't have to change anything really,, your voice is always so romantic. So romantic it has me ready to confess to the boy I like"

You said which quickly regretted as you saw both panic and curiousity in Yonghoon eyes

"You like someone?" Your eyes went wide

He hadn't picked up the courage yet to confess to you so here's his make or break moment

If you didn't like him he'd have his feelings fade away but he just wanted to know if you're friendship could turn into more like he'd hope

With confirmation he's the one you like

You'll never see that man smile more in his life I guarantee you.

Harin

Never have you wished for him to be asleep more in your life

You swear your heart dropped when you found out he heard you

He was laying peacefully at the dorm getting ready to take a nap

He had almost fallen asleep

But then you came in the room and he didn't see who was walking in but he heard your voice

You had come over to drop off food for the members after finding out they hadn't had dinner yet due to being so busy

You saw Harin laying there peacefully getting ready to wake up the tall boy

But he looked so peaceful you didn't know if you should to tell him foods ready

You quietly said to yourself walking up to him

"You're lucky I have a crush on you or else I would be waking you up right now to eat food"

You said with a chuckle ruffling his hair lightly

Your jaw dropped as you saw Harins grin with closed eyes

"I like you too, thank you for being so considerate of my attempt at sleeping. can I still have some food?"

Kanghyun

You and Kanghyun were trying to work on lyrics for a song

Trying to think of cure lyrics for a love song

You decided to mess around and look at pickup lines telling them to Kanghyun for lyric inspo

"If I could rearrange the alphabet to put u and i together I would" you said nudging his shoulder

"Gosh these pick up lines are so bad at this point you're telling me them just to flirt with me"

"Well how else am I gonna win you over?" You didn't realize how flirty that sounded until you saw the redness on his face, ears burning

"Did you just confess? Or are we joking around?" He said with a undetectable tone

"Whichever way you'd like to take it" No going back now

"Well I'll go with the first option and ask you on a date?"

"Sounds like a plan"

Intertwining hands you both felt warm inside

Dongmyeong

Hanging out your outfits matched eachother without even planning

"We look like a couple!" He said with a giggle

You giggled omg and tried your best to say "Hopefully we can be to" under your breath as quiet as possible

But he still heard

"Wait for real? Please don't joke with me on this" he said with a small whine

Really turned into Casper (the friendly ghost) there realizing he heard you

All you could do was nod

He couldn't help but laugh

"if you like me so much you should pay for my coffee"

You couldn't even be mad or say no

Because his smile was just so bright

Cya

Self promo for my other fic!!

Same situation basically <3

Go to my master list and go to onewe and read Give Me The Honor!

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elphael · 2 years

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liza i've never rly multiclassed before but i have an idea for a character who is the child of a god and has to go thru trials to prove themselves worthy (like hercules) so i wanna start them as a fighter and then dip into cleric but idk exactly when? i want battlemaster + then probably war cleric if that helps. or would paladin be a better choice over cleric? ahh idk much about multiclassing, any thoughts would help!!

pally and cleric multiclasses could be EQUALLY cool here it just depends on what you want to do. I'll do a quick pros and cons list of war cleric vs a pally oath and then i think what will be most helpful for me to talk about is what I think the best level mixes for multiclasses are at levels 10 and 20 because i don't know how long your campaign is going either and that'll help you come up with a better idea of how you want to use your levels. i am also going to be assuming you can take an asi or feat in your campaign which won't matter too much, however, it'll be something to keep in mind for your spellcasting modifier as well as your strength/dex/con (all important for fighters!)

WAR CLERIC

pros: you get an immediate subclass right as soon as you multiclass into the class! that's super fun! you'll also get extra bonus action attacks ON TOP of your action surge which means LOTS of attacks VERY fast. if you go two levels in channel divinity: guided strike is off the shits and pairs great with GWM. You'll get a Huge bang for your buck with just two levels as well as some first level spellcasting and combat heals. also cantrips!

cons: wisdom as your casting mod. not what i'd think of as a super strong stat for a fighter usually, you'll have a lower casting modifier which will likely limit the type of spells you will want to take. smaller hit dice. also i can easily see a battlemaster / full caster multiclass getting overwhelmed with options, especially if this is your first time multiclassing. it's a build that i would have to think VERY hard about so i didn't kneecap my own action economy or have decision paralysis for my turns in combat.

PALADIN

pros: fighter/paladin is THE shit. it's SO fun. I also think thematically a Paladin Oath is so fun. Smites on top of your attacks are FANTASTIC, divine health, lay on hands to be an emergency defibrillator, an extra fighting style, divine sense, you'll get a lot of fun options. Also channel divinities are SUPER strong and recharge on a short rest. (this applies to clerics as well) It'll also be fun to figure out what kind of oath your character might swear! Also the spells you'll get are more geared towards martial combat as well! This will also be the same hit die as your Fighter hit die so you won't be losing potential hp

cons: you'll want to take at least three levels to get your oath, which is two more than you'd need in cleric to get a functional build going, however, i would take two in cleric anyways. same issue with casting mod. it won't be too high but smites don't need a casting mod :) no cantrips tho :c

10TH LEVEL SPLITS

4/6 > honestly this is the one i would do if you're only getting to around tenth level. six in fighter and 4 in whichever other. you'll get to pick up three ASI, you'll get your extra attack, and you'll get good subclass abilities in both

3/7 > two ASI if you've got the stats to make it work and REALLY want those extra battle master maneuvers and know your enemy. You'll still get your Pally Subclass if you've picked paladin and you're making the most of your fighter.

1/9 > if all you want is a little dip into cleric, go for this and it'll still be a rocking multiclass. three asi, a bit of emergency first level casting, and attacks galore

2/8 > same as the above just with the bonus of a +10 to hit and an extra spell slot

20TH LEVEL SPLITS

9/11 > idk why i might be a little bit nuts for this one but this is one of my favorite splits when thinking about multiclass? it's one of the most even, usually subclasses get an ability at 9th or 10th and classes usually get a neat ability at 11th which is why i prefer it to 8/12 tho 8/12 lets you make the most of your ASI. If you want a ton of cleric spells and can handle the action economy, this would be super fun. It'll also be great on Pally. The main draw of this is you'll get your second extra attack from fighter so you'll have THREE attacks per attack action.

8/12 > this is if you wanna make the most of your ASIs, you'll still get mini smites from cleric and six ASI but won't get a fifth level cleric spell

7/13 > this is specifically a pally/fighter choice. 13 of fighter to get your second use of indomitable per rest and 7 pally to get your aura effect.

4/16 > this is only for if you don't want a lot of casting but REALLY want your battle master maneuvers LMAO, this isn't the best imo but hey. Seven ASI 😏

3/17 > ^ this but but better. only six asi but you get TWO ACTION SURGES!!! if you're afraid to dip your toes too deep into casting and just want some low level versatility, i'd take this one!

GENERAL MULTICLASSING TIP FOR SPELLSWORDS

when you're doing any sort of martial/caster multiclass you'll need to think logically about your spellcasting modifier and know that unless you rolled really good stats or end up with a magic item that'll beef you up, most of the time if you're a majority martial, you will have a +2 or +3 modifier to your spellcasting.

the way i choose to deal with it is I look VERY carefully at the spell list i have and I try to avoid spells that will use my spell save DC or spell attack bonus because it's going to be considerably lower than my martial attacks. That way, you can make the most out of your spell casting and not end up as disappointed when things keep passing your damn save. concentration spells are actually not bad at all for you because you'll likely have a decent con, but spells that don't require a roll of some kind / are out of combat will get you the most mileage.

some low level cleric and/or paladin spells that fit the mark are: bless (conc.), cure wounds, detect good/evil, detect magic, healing word, PROTECTION FROM GOOD AND EVIL (MOST UNDERRATED SPELL EVER IT SLAMS (CONC)), Shield of Faith, Any of your Paladin Smite Spells, Aid, Enhance Ability, Locate Object, Prayer of Healing (Short Rest Hype)

#d&d builds #this was sUPER fun i love multiclasses <3 <3 #from what i can infer from ur character being a demigod and having to prove themself that could really fit a paladin oath #and their Oath they make is part of the trials they undergo #but also cleric could be super on brand and you'll get a HELL of A LOT of Benefits for just one or two levels #i hope this helps!!

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Pairing: Finn Balor X Reader

Word Count: 983

Warnings: None, it's all just adorable fluff

Description: This is the first chapter of my new series of Finn Balor One Shots. Hope you enjoy!

You and your boyfriend Fergal have decided to get a kitten together, and Fergal might be even more excited than you are.

Paw Prinxe

The cars zoomed past on the other side of the highway. The sun was shining brightly and your boyfriend Fergal was happily drumming his fingers on the steering wheel along to the radio. You studied the excited smile on his face, which had been there since you told him he could get a cat.

"So have you got a name picked out yet?" you ask him, knowing full well that he'd had a list prepared for days.

"I'm thinking Loki for a boy. Or maybe Simba," he pondered, "and for a girl I've narrowed it down to either Mochi, Ruby or Willow. Oh, or Yuki."

You chuckled to yourself upon hearing him list off his choices. He'd been frantically googling cat names for days, asking every person you'd interacted with for suggestions, and he still hadn't made his mind up.

"Well we're nearly there. Better make up your mind soon."

You pulled up outside of the address you'd been given. As Fergal knocked on the front door, you reached into the back seat to get the pet carrier.

"Hey! You must be y/n and Fergal!"a kindly older lady opened the door and welcomed you both inside. "I'll show you to the kittens and you can pick whichever one you want."

She left you in a large lounge with 6 adorable kittens and one very proud mum.

"So how old are they?" you asked the lady

"Nine weeks today actually. There were 8 but 2 have left."

"Any health conditions the mother has we should know about?"

"Nope, she's in perfect health" the lady smiled.

You looked over from your conversation towards Fergal. You couldn't help but laugh at the sight of him sat cross-legged on the floor, surrounded by kittens and grinning like an idiot.

He was playing with one using a mouse toy, while two others play fought in his lap. One had even climbed its way up his arm and perched itself on his shoulder. You had a horrible feeling that he wouldn't be able to pick just one.

After playing with the kittens for around 10 minutes, he walked up to you triumphantly holding a tiny white kitten with beautiful blue eyes.

"Yuki!" he beamed, holding the kitten out to you. She was very cute, and as you placed her into the pet carrier on the floor, one of the other kittens ran over and started clawing at the bars and meowing frantically.

"Those two are best friends. It's gonna be hard for them, being separated. You can take them both if you'd like," the lady piped in.

Fergal's gaze snapped towards you, with the largest, saddest puppy-dog eyes he could muster. How could you possibly say no?

"Fiiine!" you feigned annoyance, but you always knew you'd never be leaving here with just one kitten. "What are you going to name him?"

"Loki!" he beamed.

You thanked the lady and headed back to your car. You offered to drive home so that Fergal could sit in the back seat with the kittens.

On the way home, you stopped by a pet shop to get some supplies for the kittens. Knowing that you would regret this decision, you let Fergal go in while you stayed with the kittens. He returned to the car with bags full of supplies, treats and toys. These cats were going to be so spoiled.

After arriving home and placing the carrier in the floor, it took them a while before they set paw out of their hidey hole. Fergal just wanted to play with the kittens and sulked on the sofa when you told him to leave them alone until they were settled.

Eventually, they started to explore your house, diving onto surfaces and crawling into hidey holes. Fergal sat on the floor, trying to tempt them over to him with treats, pouting when they jumped off of him to explore some more.

He reached into one of the bags and pulled out a laser pen, moving it around frantically trying to get the kittens attention. Both of the kittens started chasing the red dot, wiggling their hind legs playful and jumping at it whenever it stayed till for long enough.

He focused the beam onto your legs, smirking mischievously at you as two tiny kittens dove at you, clinging to your legs, Yuki's claws getting stuck in the process. She looked up at you and let out a tiny mew. You unhooked her claw and lifted her up, placing a soft kiss on her head before putting her back down and watching Fergal playfully chase them around the floor.

After an entire night of playing with the kittens, you and Fergal cuddled up on the sofa to watch a movie, a very sleepy Yuki and Loki on each of your laps. The purring of the kittens was very relaxing, and by the end of the movie Fergal had nodded off on the seat next to you.

"Baby," you gently shook him awake. "Let's go to bed. OK?"

Fergal groaned and sleepily opened his eyes. As he dragged himself off the sofa and up to bed, you filled bowls with food and water for the kittens. You looked around for them to bring them their food, but they were nowhere to be seen.

Smiling, you sighed to yourself and carried the cat bowls up to your bedroom.

Fergal had already fallen soundly asleep. He was smiling softly and cuddling both of the kittens to his chest. You laughed to yourself, shaking your head and placing the cat bowls on the floor. You climbed into bed next to him, kissing his forehead gently and laying next to him. What an adorable softy your handsome prinxe was.

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