#kinda short

[greenygreenland]

Can I get a oneshot of the reader taking care of the kid ninja during child's play

-i died -but then i lived -so i am very sorry for being late -but since this is still in my ask box i will deliver -sorry i am so late omg -this is going to be a bit goofy since they're all children

(Y/n)'s Daycare For Troubled Kids: Reader x Platonic! Children! Ninja

This had to be both the best and worst day of your life. Scratch that--probably the latter. With four tiny children half your size sprinting through the streets at the speed of mere fifth graders, you had to keep your eyes peeled.

Especially for the giant trunk (Chen's Noodle House, you loved that place!) veering to your left towards the crosswalk. Jay was the first to notice since he was, well, Jay. Those electric blue eyes of his snapped open as he threw out a hand towards the vehicle.

"Does anybody else see that giant truck heading our way?!" he demanded. Cole finished off a loose tie on his gi with a roll of his eyes. "Jay, of course there'll be loads of trucks. We're in the city, what do you expect--?"

Being in the city did not mean trucks speeding at a hundred miles per hour were normal. You threw out your hands and yanked the two ninja off the street. "Did you fry each others' brains out or what?" You gave them both a slap over the head. "Just because I had to sneak you out of the museum because the police thought you stole the golden sarcophagus doesn't mean we're in the clear yet! Focus, you two!"

Kai grabbed at his hair with a strangled screech. It vaguely reminded you of this one bratty kid you saw screaming and crying on the floor (some tantrum). "How are we supposed to focus when the grundle could be roaming around Ninjago City as we speak? The bones looked like they walked out of the display!"

You pinched the bridge of your nose with a long, tired sigh. The only one who hadn't been panicking this whole time had been Zane, but he got a free pass since he was a Nindroid. Now, if only your three stooges could get a grip, then you'd be able to focus and think your way out of this.

The faint blare of police sirens snapped you out of your stupor. You glared down at the four half-pints, motioned for them to follow. "Okay, first thing's first: avoid the police. Second, Zane, do you know anything about the grundle?"

He dutifully nodded as you all scampered into a lone alleyway. "The grundle is an ancient creature of the wild that once roamed free hundreds of years ago. Its specialty is in hunting ninja. Weaknesses are unknown unless one relies on brute strength."

Brute strength? That wasn't exactly something any of you had. Even if the four boys were at full strength, they weren't nearly as strong as a full-grown-ninja-hunting-dino.

You picked up your pace into a jog. "Okay, so no known weaknesses? Great, where's Nya's mech when you need it?" Kai scoffed. "You think her mech can deal with the grundle? I don't think so."

Jay stuck out his tongue and you began to wonder if this de-ageing magic made your four friends more immature. "What's wrong with Nya's inventions, huh? I bet she'd be able to fix up something quick. And it's not like you have any better ideas, Kai."

Another scoff rang out from the group, this time from Cole. He mercilessly glared down the two boys with a shake of his head. "Well, instead of being whiny, you could think of an actual solution, Jay."

"Shut up, Cole. Not like you're smart enough to think of a plan!"

"Oh, you're telling me to shut up? I'm just trying to keep our heads in the game!"

"You both are being stupid," Kai cut in, "we don't stand a chance against the grundle as kids!"

You exchanged a long look Zane. He seemed to always be the only sane one around. "Any chance of finding a payphone around here? I don't think we'll get anywhere unless we meet up with Lloyd. He can get your weapons from the Bounty."

Zane's gaze focused on an invisible horizon you could not see. "Take a left and there will be a payphone beside the bus stop." You smiled gratefully at him. What an angel. "Thanks Zane. Alright, kiddos, follow me!"

A long trail of 'who are you calling a kid?!' and 'we're the same age!' rang out from the three troublemakers. Once again, you exchanged a look with Zane. He smiled sweetly as he always did and it was just enough to keep you from losing your mind.

At least you learned something new about yourself. If you were a daycare worker, you'd probably end up in jail for strangling a room full of kids on your first hour.

#unedited #ninjago masters of spinjitzu #ninjago x reader #lego ninjago #ninjago #ninjago kai #ninjago jay #ninjago cole #reader insert #lego #ninjago zane #kinda short #sorry #greenland's asks

[exx-ceptional]

This was Requested!

I love your abillities, Id love to appreciate them this way.

Supposedly, You were Satori's Human, yet she didnt treat you any less than dirt because of that.

The way you enjoyed her company and sought out to always find a way to finish everything that ever burdened her.

And the way you always talked to her with only your thoughts, at first it was confusing as you did and can talk verbally to others, so why not speak like that to her? Due to this she rarely hears your voice.

Even so you were the sweetest one to her, All those thoughts you used to communicate with her had no ill intention, no words against her.

Are you doing this on purpose? She'd love to hear your voice.

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Satori!

Satori!!

Satori?

You called out to her with items from the surface in hand, you skipped over to her desk to be surprised by your lover dozing off into the unknown.

"Satori?"

You spoke out. And in an instant Satori's focus moved over to you, your voice.

Yet all your thoughts started opening back up just for her.

Look-! I got us so many trinkets! Im sure you'd love this one-

And- this one!

You smiled at her, your thoughts pouring out just for her to hear, you loved communicating with her this way! It felt special.

"My dear... Why do you not talk to me verbally? Why must you go all the way to do that all the time?"

She questioned, staring at you with worry written on her face.

I thought that this could be a fun way to appreciate how cool your abillity is! I love how I can communicate to you this way its so fun if its just the two of us

You gave her the reason why. It was such an innocent intention of yours, maybe she thought of it so wrongly..

"I see... Oh well what did you bring today love?"

You cannot belive this!- I found a heart shaped item with an eye, it looks exactly like your third eye!

You ramble on about the many little trinkets you've gotten especially for her, a smile spreading across your face while Satori gives a faint smile back.

"You are my first and we'll never turn away from eachother."

#satori komeiji #touhou x reader #gn reader #fluff i think #kinda short #i love this idea sm.. #thank u for the person that requested!!! #funny mind reader

[straykidsnerd255]

Hi! I hope you are fine, can i ask for rasgado with an also taurus s/o please ? :D

I am doing just fine! Hope you enjoy and sorry it came out so late! I apologize if its short!!<3

You and Rasgado got along quite well. Despite both being a Taurus as well, you agreed with a lot of what Rasgado did in his life. You know that having someone make the rules for you or tell you what to do can be annoying and unfair, so you bite your tongue and go with the flow. You and Rasgado both have a deep love and respect for each other and that’s enough for you. Rasgado was a sweetheart when it came to getting something that had caught your eye. Whether it be a small trinket or a necklace with the stars that make up Taurus.

Rasgado loves to spoil you. Whether it's your birthday, your anniversary, or whatever, he is giving you gifts. You won’t say that you have cried, but tears have fallen down your face at how wonderful your boyfriend is.  You knew that from day one, you didn’t have to worry about anything when it came to Rasgado. He was loyal and loved only you. “Rasgado! It's lunch time!” You called from the kitchen. The Taurus saint yawned as he walked down the stairs. 

“What are we having?” He asked, wrapping his arms around your waist, pressing a kiss to your cheek as he watched you finish cooking. You giggled before turning around and wrapping your arms around Rasgado, and pressing your ear against his chest. He smiled, leaning down and pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “Ramen, with chopped vegetables and chicken. It's not super extravagant but it was something my mother always made me when I was little.” You said, a smile sitting on your lips. He returned the smile and leaned down, pressing his lips to yours. 

You giggled into the kiss before pulling away. “Go sit down. The ramen is almost done now.” You whispered, turning around and started stirring the ramen again. You hummed softly to yourself before taking some of the noodles out and testing them. “Perfect.” You mumbled. You turned the stove off and grabbed the bowls. You dished up lunch and grabbed four chopsticks. You placed the bowl down and a set of chopsticks. “Enjoy!” You smiled at him. Rasgado and you began eating and you couldn’t help the memories that flooded into your mind. 

“I love you Y/n.” Rasgado mumbled, looking over at you. You looked up from your food and your face heated up. “I l-love you too.” You mumbled back, the blush on your face darkening. Rasgado chuckled loudly. “You still get so red even though we have been dating for 4 years now.” He raised his hand and pressed it against your cheek. You smiled softly and leaned into his touch, closing your eyes and sighing. He smiled as you leaned further into his hand. “I hope that we can live together forever. I don’t want to lose you.” He whispered softly. You opened your eyes and looked at him. You felt tears well up in your eyes. 

“I want to stay with you too. Forever.”

#anon #requested #fluff #sorry this took so long #enjoy #Saint Seiya #Rasgado x reader #cute #kinda short

[shegetsburned]

Be My Problem

summary : It’s Braise’s first day in team Rainbow and she’s being introduced to Thermite who has to take care of her orientation at the HQ.

characters : Luna “Braise” Ursi, Jordan “Thermite” Trace, Sebastien “Buck” Côté, Jack “Pulse” Estrada, Yumiko “Hibana” Imagawa

word count : 1,2k

Braise's boots land on the ground, before she closes the truck's doors, taking a look at her surroundings. Several agents and operators as well as civilians were walking around, talking. Occupied with their own tasks, their own problems.

Rainbow's headquarters were full of life during the day. Military police patrolling, human ressources agents taking care of the place.

Braise and Buck had just arrived to the HQ, unloading the back of the truck, grabbing their duffle bags. Luna puts the strap around her shoulder, taking a deep breath. Sebastien making his way around the car, chuckles before placing a hand on the girl's shoulder.

“Don't be nervous.” He says, as she turns around to face him. Ursi shakes her head with a smile.

“I'm not nervous. I'm apprehending.”

“That's like the beginning of being nervous, Luna.” Buck answers, letting his hand slide down her shoulder before turning around towards a small building.

Today, they were supposed to meet Braise's orientation operator, so that he'd show her around. Thermite had been selected by Harry who tried to pair two compatible operators. He thought they could both learn a lot from each other.

Unfortunately, Jordan had other things to do. Supervising a new operator was not at the top of his list and it wasn't something he was interested in doing. Nevertheless, he had read her dossier, noticing she was in the police might make the job a little bit less insufferable.

On her side, Braise didn't really know what to expect. It was all new for her, but nothing she couldn't handle.

She walks towards the entry of the building where she meets the gaze of three agents talking. It was Hibana, Thermite and Pulse. They were in the middle of debating wether Jack wore the pants in the relationship or Yumiko. Of course, Jordan agreeing with Yumiko escaped a laugh before turning towards the new girl. He crosses his hands, examining Braise that was on her way to her.

Pulse nods and pats Jordan on the back wishing him good luck before leaving with Hibana.

Luna, that had been a bit startled by Jordan's laugh stops several meters away from the door where he was. Buck had to go now, leaving her in the hands on her new supervisor.

Braise catches a glimpse of Thermite's gaze before turning to her friend. “Who is this guy?”

Buck chuckles, readjusting the strap of his bag and leaning a bit forward towards her. “Don't be hostile, go say hello. His name is Jordan Trace. He's your new supervisor.”

She lifted an eyebrow at the word. Supervisor? Why did she need a supervisor? Wasn't she already operational? Luna had many questions that she thought would probably be answered by Trace.

The girl takes a deep breath before sighing and looking back at Thermite. “Alright, I'll make sure I don't scare him off immediately.”

"Good."

“I give him a couple of hours before.” She continues, now turning her gaze towards Buck.

He grins and slightly pushes her shoulder. “Go now, jackass.”

Braise gives him a last smile before walking towards Thermite as Buck watches her leave. Jordan still had his eyes on her, trying to figure out how this was going to go. The incendiary grenades strapped to Ursi's waist caught his attention. Another explosive enthuast? Maybe it wouldn't be that bad after all.

As she arrives, Jordan uncrosses his arms and approached her as well, handing his hand out.

“You must be Luna Ursi.” He says with a slight smirk. He was bigger than her, leaning a bit towards Luna as he introduced himself. “I'm Jordan Trace.”

She politely smiles, grabbing his hand and shaking it. As they exchange formalities, Luna feels the burning scars of the man's hands against her skin. She tilts her head, looking at Thermite's bandages in a subtle way. But Braise and subtility never really worked well together. Jordan notices it but, not minding, he looks at her eyes, slowly pulling away from her hand.

“So, you're supposed to be my supervisor?”

Braise's eyes are innocent, but they're hungry for knowledge. They seem interested in Thermite. Useless to say, physically, Jordan was very attractive. His blues eyes had caught Luna's attention. She couldn't help but stare at him when he answered her question.

“Supervisor, guide, orienter, whatever you wanna call it. I'm here to help you get accustomated to the team. Follow me, Luna.”

Somehow, hearing her first name come out of Jordan's mouth made her shiver. Braise nods and follows him, and he took some kind of pleasure seeing her reaction. With her bag around her shoulder, they start walking around the base.

As Thermite was about to ask to take her duffle bag, Luna interupts him. “I do have a question. How come I need a supervisor? Am I not supposed to be already operational?”

Trace chuckles, gently grabbing her bag from her shoulder. She shifts a bit from his movement, a bit suprised but helps him take it off. “You must be impatient, I understand. You're new, you don't wanna waste any time, you wanna get into the field. There's few steps you've gotta take first.”

While they talked, they were casually glancing at each other, interested in what the other had to say.

“Will it take long? It's not like i'm completely new with everything.” Luna answers, a bit impatient.

“You've got people to meet, a procedure to learn. A shit ton of procedures to learn actually.”

Braise giggles at his words, catching Thermite's attention. He simply smiles and continues to explain everything. “Listen, if I could, i'd make you skip all that. I've read your file, everything seems fine. You're good to go. But Eliza, she's the one to convince.”

It was true. She had to convince Ash she was ready. They all had different trainings, so they needed to be on the same standard, and Thermite was going to help her acheive this standard.

“And you're going to help me convince her?” Luna asks stopping on the track as they arrive in front of what seems to be a stadium.

Thermite stops as well, now in front of her. His expression changes to be a bit more serious. “Listen, I'm your supervisor, which means you come to me when you have questions or demands. If you're in trouble you come to me.” Luna nods as he talks. Looking up at him, not breaking eye contact.

“If you're hurt, you come to me, if someone tries to mess with you, you come to me.” He continues with an assertive tone of voice.

Braise was surprised. How could she count that much on someone she had just met. “I couldn't possibly do that.”

“Why not?”

“Because I’m not your problem.”

Luna wasn't used to leaning on someone. She couldn't understand why something he didn't want to do turned into such a big responsability. Neither could he. When Thermite saw her, it's like he wanted to take care of her and teach her everything she needed to know. He wanted to do it. No one else, but him.

“Be my problem.” Jordan orders.

Braise gulps, almost startled by his words. Then she slightly smiles, glad someone would help her through all of this. She tilts her head down, signaling she understands.

Maybe this whole mentoring thing wouldn't be that bad, after all.

#oc: braise #rainbow six siege #thermite #r6s thermite #fanfic #if you read it please give me some feeback! #kinda short

[islaytonlost]

What Have I Done? LB;MR Fic

First Part, Previous Part, Next Part

Disclamer: Alfendi is not a representation of DID.

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A figure in a green dress runs out the block of flats and straight into a car. A spot in her hand. Blood spattered accross her dress. Hilda's blood. Who knew a tiny collection of pixels could be so horrible?

"And that's the last time we see her. If there's anything you can tell me," Blane turns to Alfendi. The detective just stares at the screen, Blane sighs, "Alfendi?"

Alfendi did in fact recognise what was in Lucy’s hand. The contract. He'd spent days studying it. There had to be a loophole. Apparently his home wasn't a safe place for things like that. It appeared both Hilda and Lucy had broken in. 

"Alfendi?" Blane asks again. He scowls, Blane was the worst. He hated him. He wasn't even qualified to solve this.

"No, I can't help you." he really didn’t know about anything other than the contract. He wasn’t sure what to do.

"Come on, please? I can't solve the case without your statement."

"I can't! I don't know what you want!" No one would believe him about the contract. It was a wonder Lucy had. She'd always believed in him and it’d never occurred to him that it could get so twisted.

He'd been forced to take a break. With pay. He also wasn't allowed to go home. Katrielle and Flora both lived in London. He had started slacking in responding to them but they both would offer a place.

He didn't want to live with them though. If Lucy had found the contract she would be after the people he loved. He couldn't risk them. He couldn't lose anyone else. He had to undo this. Go back and beg for it to be undone. He'd do anything at this point.

"Okay that's the last of the questions. Call me when you feel like talking," Blane sighs, rubbing his temples.

Alfendi walks out, straight to the backroom that could have once been the mystery room. It was full of files and stationery. He shuts the door behind him, sliding down it and begins to cry. 

Fendi wasn't even talking to him anymore. He'd just gone silent. Despite their best efforts they were once again alone. 

He'd lost everyone.

#professor layton #alfendi layton #lucy baker #lbmr #fanfic #lmbr fic #layton brothers mystery room #blood #death #kinda sad #kinda short #I'll give y'all longer next time #What have I done? LBMR

[navar44]

Above the Ballroom

A bit of writing based on @aaytaro-gt ‘s Inktober prompt list.

Day 5 - Dance

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Brum sat up above the ballroom, eyes closed as she listened to the musicians play their sweet music. She loved nights like this in the palace, when the Lord had a hundred guests and a party that filled the halls with song and laughter.

She was surprised so many people had turned up, the autumn storm had kicked up strong winds from the south, and the dying leaves were like knives in the air. She supposed some of the nobility wanted to try and wait it out in the palace, others simply didn’t care.

Up in the western attic space, where the Lord allowed their colony to stay, the wind had chilled the rafters and the homes of her fellow borrowers. The palace’s fireplaces had yet to light this yeat, and that would be welcome come the first frost. Until then, they lit candles and tucked themselves in blanket piles.

They also worked to keep the palace rid of vermin, and to keep an eye on those the Lord wished for them to watch. Not all borrowers acted as spies or exterminators though, many simply cleaned small spaces for the maids and other housekeepers. 

It was a fortuitous arrangement made when the palace was built over the borrower colony’s old home, an abandoned shack in an untraveled forest. The borrowers got a steady supply of food, shelter, and even a steady payment; the beans’ palace was free of pests, had generally cleaner rooms, and had litteral eyes and ears everywhere.

The work kept them busy, busy kept a person warm, and a warm person was a generally happy person in the cold seasons. Of course, when a party is ongoing they were to remain in the attic space, or at least within the walls, unless ordered otherwise.

And so Brum found herself up above the ballroom, waiting in the vaulted ceiling in case a candle on the chandelier needed replacing before the night was out. She had volunteered, of course. She loved the music, the dancing, the laughter- it was magical.

Borrowers had their own parties, of course, with music and merriment and dancing; but none were like the beans’ parties.

So she watched from above, looking down at the swirling dresses and coattails, hearing the strings reach a crescendo with the piper before crashing down with aplomb. 

She loved this.

Sometimes, she would dance by her lonesome to the music below, trying to match the footsteps of the dancers. Other times she would picture a dress for herself; beautiful and covered in glistening silk. 

But tonight she simply lay in the frame of her perch, watching the party below, listening to the music as it drifted up to her.

#g/t inkotber 2022 #Another late one #oops lol #had it finished yesterday #forgot to post #Kinda short #but thats fine with me #borrower #g/t #g/t writing

[anechomirrored]

Fandom: Undertale au, Dreamtale au

Rating: G

Prompt(s): "Do you remember?"

Warning: mentions of past violence.

Thunder rolled across the sky, and shook the bones of two individuals.

The first was golden clad and carried the very presence of sunlight. Warm, bright, familiar; standing like a beacon of light in the storm.

This was Dream the god of positivity, the sun kissed prince, keeper of the light.

The second was shrouded in twisting pitch like darkness pierced by a single beam of moonlight. Cold, otherworldly, unknown; a darkness which devoured even the storm.

This was Nightmare the god of negativity, the moonlit prince, keeper of corruption.

"Do you remember?" Asked the prince who wasn't smiling.

They were standing on a hill above a village that no longer existed. Extinct like the godess the people here had worshiped. The one they'd coveted. The one corruption had killed along with them.

"How could I not?" Answered the other who now frowned.

In the Silence that follow nightmare fell into reflection.

Possession was a terrifying thing. Corruption had taken him over leaving him an observer in his own body. He had seen everthing that had been done to this place and worse yet, he'd seen it done by his own hand.

So much had happened since then, Corruption, for the most part lay dormant. It's treacherous ghost weakened to the point that Nightmare, though alone for so long had managed to maintain a semblance of balance in the multiverse while Dream stood trapped in stone.

Dream likely didn't remember all the times he'd visited. Being turned to stone was debilitating even for what constituted as gods.

The way he had reacted when the two had finally met again certainly suggested that he didn't.

"So what now?" Asked Nightmare.

"What do you mean?" Asked Dream.

"Do we go back to fighting or do you see now that balance has finally been restored?" His voice was even as he continued to watch the lightening play over the crumbling buildings.

He felt Dream's gaze on him.

"Corruption still lives." Dream insisted.

Nightmare, turned to face him.

"And he always will, killing me will not change that, brother."

The rain struck the ground with the distinct sound of water on mud.

The great tree rings were dark and lifeless.

Both of Nim's children stared out over the empty village.

The thunder rolled over them.

#fictober22 #undertale au #dreamtale au #personal headcannon #Nightmare and Dream #kinda short #12 hours work shifts #bleh #late to the party #will write for the prompts when i can though #echoes transcribed

[picnicsinautumn]

Seventeen - Bittersweet (an excerpt?)

The room was peaceful, dimly lit, too. Air, quiet and calm, a phrase not often accustomed to a bar. Wooden chairs sat upon their respective wooden tables, creating islands dotted all around the room, each tinted at particular angles by the blue light peering into the room.

Rain pelted down outside, though inside, only served as a soft pitter-patter that could put you to sleep, while also a reminder of how wet you’d be on the way back home. It could easily have been a scenario someone had made up - one to meet their fictional lover. But this was cold, hard, reality, and indeed, a poor barista and her friends were trying to get home. Definitely a bittersweet turn of events to what was a nice day out. 

#seventeen #bittersweet #writing #kinda short #should i finish it? #kpop

[diamcndhearts]

open to f/nb connection: stepsister, stepmom, friend, girlfriend, friend’s sister, friend’s gf, dad’s gf, literally anything idk plot(maybe): just wanted a massage, ended up pr*gnant

Logan watched how they moved, the tension and stiffness in their shoulders, perhaps unnoticeable to anyone else, even themselves. But very noticeable for him, especially for how often he spent looking at and watching them. “You seem stressed,” he commented, moving slightly closer. 

“Why don’t you lie down? I’ll give you a massage.” He offered.

#open smut rp #indie smut rp #open starter #starter; Logan #kinda short #but we're testing him out

[blondie-drawings]

working on some silly tlt memes for my friend's bday and I liked how this one came out 🥲

#i havent read the third book im waiting for the paperback to be released ToT #i dont care if it's kinda ooc for harrow i think she has the capacity to be a tiny feral creature #also i think gideon is short but harrow is shorter. like it's important to me that they're both RUNTS #anyway uhhhhh this is your problem now #the locked tomb #tlt #gideon nav #harrowhark nonagesimus #griddlehark #gideon the ninth #harrow the ninth

[moechies]

toji’s puppy 🐾

toji’s puppy who has a bad habit of biting :(

and he knows that as your owner, it’s his responsibility to train his sweet puppy to be good, but he can’t resist when she acts like she’s done nothing bad, big weary eyes looking up at him portraying such innocence.

you’ve decided that begging for forgiveness was the way to go with him, and that’s what you find yourself doing each and every time.

so you settle down, the warmth of your mouth wrapping itself around his heavy cockhead; sloppily sucking and blowing bubbles onto his fiery tip, mewling out inaudible apologies.

and he falls for it every time.

｡ﾟ(ﾟ´ω`ﾟ)ﾟ｡

“m.. showwie..”

“f-fuckin’ minx.. shit.”

you stare up at him from below with glossy eyes, small hands pawing at the remaining length you had been unable to fit into the small of your mouth. the corners of your mouth burn from the stretch, but all is ignored to attune to your owner .

he looks as if he’d been punched in the gut, short beads of sweat that form on his forehead. one hand grips onto the flesh of the couch, other tangled in loose strands of your hair.

your mouth is sloppy, drooling spit that dirties and leaks all over his cockhead and onto your own hand. he scowls at the mess, but does nothing to prevent it; why would he? you occasionally pull yourself off of his length, pressing wet kisses and small kitten licks to his slit, watching it pulse with need.

“d-do you forgive me ?”

he scoffs, your audacity, he thinks. of course he does. how could he not, with your sweet demeanor and perfect pup-like eyes; anyone would forgive such a behaved puppy. but toji had no plans to let you know that.

“make me cum pup, ‘nd we’ll see.”

#kinda short but #jjk #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen smut #toji fushiguro x reader #fushiguro toji x reader #toji <3 #toji smut #jujutsu toji #jjk toji #jujutsu kaisen toji #toji zenin #toji fushiguro #toji x reader #toji x you #toji x y/n #dilf toji #drabbles ⋆⑅˚₊

[planefood]

warriored cats

#art #digital art #warrior cats #theres something so funny to me abt a hairless bluestar #if there was any cat id happily accept as being hairless in the story as a silly hc it would be her #I know she obviously isn't but idk its silly #imagine hairless stormtail as a bonus too #also I know a lot of people draw firestar as short furred but I kinda like the fluffy interpretation cause it reminds me more of flames

[flyingbunniesart]

Ummmm i was supposed to draw a klapollo thing but i saw an awesome fit while searching for refs and all thoughts left my brain 👍

#my art #klavier gavin #ace attorney apollo justice #aa klavier #fanart #yeas...... #also like. hair up/short hair older klavier ftw frfr #i kinda hc that coming back to his music career later after aa4/5 he justs becomes more bold and gnc in his self promos rather than early

[speltfields]

[concerningly sweaty] i think he'd...grow a beard in the winter...!!!!!!!!!!

#spiked hot chocolate. with the cheap baileys knockoff #i was shane shorts in winterpilled but jeans will do...jeans and boots okaaaayyyy #shane stardew valley #shane sdv #my art #sdv posting #Hey. if ur still reading this. sorry it kinda looks like shit. my brain is mushy cereal amd stardew valley is the almond milk. in the cereal

[colourstreakgryffin]

I had a silly idea, what about an Cheshire Cat!reader x Alastor? (Feel free not to do this dearie ( ·∀·) )

Haha. OMFG. A Cheshire Cat would really match with Alastor well! So, thank you, Lady Beelzebub! I’ll try this out!

Alastor- A Little Game

Vaggie has been so frustrated. Charlie has been trying to ease the crew. Husk is on the verge of murdering somebody. Niffty is annoyed that her cleaning equipment is gone. Angel is quite amused by what’s going on and Alastor is very invested in the cause

Lately, the Hazbin Hotel has been dealing with a suddenly appearing invisible menace causing pranks after pranks nonstop; locking or trapping up doors, stealing items and storing them high up, whispering out in the halls at night

Alastor didn’t suspect he’d ever run into the culprit of all this trouble but he has. After Charlie had been giving Vaggie a calmdown pep talk, the Princess politely asked Alastor to check around the hallways for any more prank remnants, the Overlord did so, just to see what he may find… and he made a incredible discovery

A floating cat-like sinner with magenta and pink colouring, most importantly, a big Cheshire wide grin. A rival of Alastor’s own smile and with almost half a body, as if cut in half

The sinner was in the midst of setting up a trap consisting a big silver bucket full of thick blood over the top of Alastor’s own hotel room door, but they’ve been caught in the act

And Alastor doesn’t plan on dealing out punishment… he’s too amused

“Ah… you must be the little troublesome beast causing so much disrupt in this Hotel?” Alastor asks almost immediately with literally no malice towards what’s been going on, his transatlantic accent smooth and almost making his voice sound more friendly and warm than he actually is as this cat sinner… or otherwise, you

Just giggles under your breath and disappears into thin air properly with the wide grin floating in the air for a few seconds almost magically before dissipating with you

“And if I have?” Your voice rings out after a few more seconds of silence, disembodied, invisible. You can’t be tracked with eyes but Alastor’s powerful magic can pinpoint where you are by detecting your own demonic magic, sharply looking over his shoulder to be greeted with your floating head

Just your head… no body, it’s like before when it was half of your torso. Now, it’s just your head. Your magic is a lot like the storybook fairytale character, Cheshire Cat

But that’s because you’re the most Cheshire Cat person anybody will ever met. Alastor couldn’t help but be so amused by you; you’re skilled, you’re snarky, you know what you’re doing and you’re resourceful, good at planning

Able to have avoided being caught by everybody in the Hotel for months now and you’re lucky enough to have been caught by the one member who enjoyed the chaos and madness the pranks caused

“I believe you must avoid the others if so” Alastor proclaims, almost mysterious and still silky in that radio-laced but classy and dapper tone as you tilt your head confused. For the first time, you’ve been snapped out of your mischievous chaotic demeanour

You suspected him to bark, to growl, to be annoyed so him not is so odd to you but quickly brushing it off, you manifest your whole body into frame. Cute fluffy striped cat-like ears flicking and long fluffy cat-like tail curling around, almost like a coil spring

You couldn’t really understand this Overlord, something you don’t like. You’d prefer people to be confused by you, by your style of insanity and madness, by your enjoyment of causing so much disorder and high-tension emotions

You were about to speak, basically floating over his shoulder before Alastor beats you to the punch. You can’t tell if you’ll like him or despise him with the way he speaks, almost condescending

“If you’re going to make my project topsy-turvy, I suggest do a better prank”

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A WIP?? maybe idk

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