#let them be hopelessly in love with each other pls

[dorabledewdroop]

FIRST TIME SMUT OKAY IM SORRY

18+ only pls if you’re younger avoid this?

Warning: Smut but also it’s really badly written I’m so sorry

Summary: a little misunderstanding Tony’s new AI leads to a pretty pleasant conclusion.

It’s not really dubcon because everyone has feelings for each other but they act on it before talking about it?

I wrote this in an hour and it’s my first time writing smut I’m sorry it’s not that great but I’m trying my hand let’s see.

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“I think it would be better if we tell her now” Natasha told Wanda. The both of them sitting in the kitchen while Wanda made breakfast for the team.

“What if she’s too scared? What if she says no? What will we do then? I don’t think I can handle that rejection, Nat” Wanda replied to her girlfriend, not looking her in the eye.

“You know that’s not going to happen, malyshka” Nat assured her.

It was no secret that you were hopelessly in love with the witch and the ex-assassin. Everyone knew about it. You weren’t exactly subtle when it came to it. Always avoiding to spar with both of them, flushing red anytime somebody even remotely teased you about it. Not to mention the fact that Wanda could always hear your thoughts about the two of them, never failing to blush at just how utterly smitten you were. It was getting ridiculous, why wouldn’t you just tell them? Could you really not see how they were flirting with you? Did you think that they would let just anyone cuddle with them during movie night? How about the fact that in the event of a nightmare, both of them would leave their shared room and ask to lay down besides you. Was that not clear enough? Could you-

Ms. Maximoff. Ms. Romanoff. Ms.Y/L/N appears to be in distress and calling for the two of you. Tony’s new beta AI ‘Wednesday’ interrupted the conversation.

Her vitals indicate increased heart rate and raised body temperature. She also seems to be repeating your names.

Sharing a concerned look they both rushed to your room

They were about to knock when they heard a loud ‘FUCK’

Not waiting, they barged into your room without knocking.

You yelped as the two of them entered. They noticed you were trembling, face flushed, and practically hyperventilating.

“W-what are you d-doing here?” You stammered, wide eyes darting between the two of them. “Detka, Wednesday told us that you weren’t doing well and that you were calling for us” Natasha said as she sat down beside you, causing a whimper to come out of your mouth. She noticed how your knuckles were white as you gripped the bed sheets. She was about to put her hand against your forehead when she glanced at your unlocked phone beside you. As soon as she saw the app that was open, she realised where the slight buzzing was coming from and put two and two together. Hiding her smirk she glanced at Wanda, and pointedly looked at your phone. Wanda’s eyes widened when she realised what was going on and grinned. Wanda slowly made her way towards your other side.

“I’m- shit- I’m fine” You muttered weakly. Closing your eyes, trying so so hard not to combust on the spot.

Without you realising, Wanda had taken your phone and increased the vibration setting to the second highest.

“Holy fuck.” You eyes widened as your chest started heaving, gripping the bedsheets even more.

“What’s wrong kotenok?” Wanda asked with faux concern. Running her finger up and down the side of your arm.

“Nothing. Just.. p-please leave. I’d like to be alone right now” You said, not looking at either of them in the eye. Trying so hard not to come right there. The vibrator inside you not doing you any favours. Why the ever-loving fuck did you not lock the door. You were going to kill Tony and his stupid AI.

“Are you sure you want us to leave, malyshka?” Natasha asked sweetly, looking at you as if she was going to eat you up-

Nope. Nope. You can’t think like that. You weren’t going to last and thinking like that definitely wasn’t going to help things.

“Holy fucking shit” You exclaimed, as the vibration jumped even higher. (Thanks to wanda. Not that you knew anyway)

“You know..” Wanda started

“If we did leave right now.. there’s something that we wouldn’t be able to tell you” Natasha continued.

Trying hard to control your breathing but failing. You were so close. You looked up at them in question.

They both leaned right next to either side of your head, their warm breath tickled against your neck.

“This is what we wanted to tell you” Wanda whispered

Natasha looked at her smirking and bit your neck.

“Come for us, baby” Wanda stated right next to your ear.

That’s it. That’s all it took. With a scream, you came. Your back arching, waves of pleasure leaving you writhing on the bed as they both helped keep you still. You just kept on coming, screaming their names until your voice gave out.

“That’s it, baby. Such a good girl for us” Natasha praised against your ear, earning a loud moan. The vibration just didn’t stop, and soon enough, you were coming again. This time however, the vibration stopped.

You felt like you were about to pass out until you realised where you were and whom you were with.

Your eyes shot open as you began to apologise when you saw their hungry looks. Your words died in your throat. That’s when you saw your phone in Wanda’s hand.

“You- you di-“ you started weakly

Wanda shushed you.

“Just enjoy this sweetheart.” She said as she stroked your forehead.

“You’re not upset?” You asked feeling vulnerable.

“No, baby, we’re not upset. We were deciding to how to tell you that we feel the same way when Wednesday told us you were calling for us.” Natasha said

You blushed, turning your head into the pillow and groaning in embarrassment before you turned your head in shock at the two of them.

“Wait. You like me?” You asked, hopeful

“No baby” Wanda said chuckling.

Natasha slapped her arm when she saw your hurt look and hurriedly continued. “What she means is that we don’t like you, we love you”

Your lower lip trembled as you looked at them.

“I love you so much too” you whispered, each hand caressing their cheeks. Your heart melted when they both simultaneously nuzzled into your palms.

Unable to hold herself anymore, Wanda practically fell on you as she enveloped you in a hug, only pulling back when you let out a loud squeak. She looked at you in concern.

Your face burned as you explained “It’s.. um.. it’s still inside me”

Both of them looked at each other and laughed, much to your embarrassment.

“Guess we’ll have to do something about that” She replied with a smirk, slowly leaning towards your face.

You were going to kill Tony. Maybe just hug him too.

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I’m not a writer and definitely haven’t done this before. Pls tell me if you liked it and all thank you for reading.

#Wanda Maximoff x reader #Wanda maximoff smut #wandanat x reader #wandanat smut #Natasha Romanoff x reader #Natasha romanoff smut #Wanda maximoff #Natasha romanoff #marvel #avengers #mcu

[1970sgothfreak]

The forgotten Twins birthday part 2

N/n-nickname

*The next day*

You woke up feeling arms tightly around your waist and head, you move your eyes around your room to see the sunlight peeking out through the curtains. You looked up and saw Jon cuddling you to his chest which is where you saw tear stain marks on his shirt, realising you fell asleep crying and he comforted you the whole time you felt a heat rush to your cheeks before shaking your head.

‘He’s my best friend…I can’t…can I..?”

You were around to get up when you heard your bedroom door open, you twisted your head around and saw Alfred with a tray of breakfast for both you and Jon, he smiled softly at you when he saw you had awoken.

“Good morning miss Wayne, how did you sleep?”

“Good morning Alfred I slept good thank you for asking” you replied softly

The older man smiled at you and placed the tray down on your bedside table before whispering…

‘He stayed with you the whole night, refused to let you go ma’am’

He stood up and walked out of door leaving you alone with a wonderfully smelling breakfast, your best friend/crush and your thoughts.

~meanwhile~

The boys were down in the bat cave trying to figure out how they were going to make this up to you, they knew it had to be perfect and that hopefully you would end up forgiving them. Bruce was sitting on a chair with his hands folded on his lap, Dick, Jason and Damian were all leaning against the wall of the bat cave and Tim was sitting on a chair facing the rest of the family.

“Well does anyone have ideas?” Bruce spoke after moments of silence

Nothing…

No one said a word

They had no idea what you liked

What were your hobbies?

What was your favourite music and movie?

When…

When was the last time someone in this family other than Alfred held you and let you cry into their arms

When was the last time any of them had actually spend a moment of their time with you…

Oh they were fucked.

~back with you and Jon~

(Your pov) (pls forgive me if this is bad)

I was eating the waffles Alfred had made for me quietly moaning in delight whenever I took a bite, that man knew how I liked my waffles, I looked down at Jon who was now cuddling my waist and blushed a little.

“I really am hopelessly in love…aren’t I?” I mumbled under my breath

I heard a soft groan before a sleepy voice spoke up

“Y/n?…mmm…come back to sleep it’s to early” Jon mumbled noticing i was awake, he then sat up and rubbed his eyes before noticing the food on the table meant for him. He grabbed it and we both continued eating until I looked up at his face again and saw maple syrup on the side of his lips.

‘Should I..?’ I thought before releasing a breath and leaning up kissing the side of his lips hoping he didn’t do push me away. I pulled back and saw a faint blush on his cheeks, he turned to look and me before cupping me cheeks and looking me in my eyes.

“Y/n…”

“Jon…” we both whispered each other names,I felt him press his forehead to mine gently rubbing my cheeks with his fingers as if I was a fragile doll ready to break at any moment.

I closed my eyes and leaned up gently kissing him, I felt him kiss back…and as I expected he tasted like maple syrup. We pull away both our faces flushed red and I feel Jon tilt my head up again.

He looked nervous but I placed my hands on the side of his face giving him an encouraging smile to hopefully give him the confidence to say what he was going to say to me.

Okaysoireallylikeyouandhavelikedyouforalongtimenowwouldyougooutwithme” he spoke quickly before hiding his face in my neck. I froze processing what he said before a smile appeared on my face and I pulled his head out my neck and kissed his nose.

“Yes yes yes!!” I squealed, happy that for once something was going right in my life

No one pov:

But what you didn’t notice was the boys standing at your door watching the whole thing happen. They were frozen, how were they meant to react, should they yell and tell you that you can’t date him…should they be happy and try to talk with you?

Bruce pushed open the door making you both turn towards him after hearing the creaking of the door. You fixed your posture before looking at the man who you called your father.

“Y/n we need to talk..all of us” he stated firmly while glaring at Jon as if to tell him to leave so it could be a private discussion. Jon glared back but kissed your cheek before heading downstairs shoving into your brothers as he went through your door.

“N/n we-“ jason started but you raised your hand making him pause. You looked at them all with disgust and hatred making them feel their hearts crack even more, this wasn’t their sister…no this was the product of what they had done.

“Don’t you dare call me that Todd, it’s Y/n or al Ghul to you..to all of you in fact! Don’t you dare call me any sort of nickname or even refer to me as a Wayne because clearly from how I’ve been treated I’m not a wayne!” You shouted slamming your fist into your bedside table.

How dare they come in here and act like they get to call you that when they were never around, Damian began walking to you stopping when he was in front of you and he took your hands in his.

“Y/n…my dear sister…please forgive us we didn’t mean for this to happen-“

“But you did…all of you did” you state pulling your hands out of his and turning your back to them, you let out a shaky breath refusing to cry for these men. You simply pointed to the door and said…

“Get out, as far as I am concerned Alfred and Jon are the only ones whom I have granted entrance to my room now leave” you spoke with such a monotone voice that made Tim look at you with teary eyes before leaving, Dick and the others following.

You stood and locked the door, leaning against it pressing your forehead to the cold wood before letting the tears flow and let out a sob, you were aware the boys could hear you but in that moment you didn’t care all you wanted was to be alone and cry.

And as for the boys well…

They all stood there outside their little sisters/Daughters door hearing her sob all because they weren’t around in her life…this was the one mistake they weren’t going to be able to fix..or were they?

@sem-blog245

@ladyagagaslefttoe

#platonic #batfam angst #angst prompt #batsis reader #batfam x batsis #batfam #jon kent x reader #damain wayne x sister reader #dick grayson x sister reader #tim drake x sister!reader #bruce wayne x daughter!reader #batboys x batsis #batboys #The forgotten Twin’s birthday

[damianbugs]

You need to tell us what you think of your favorite Bruce ships. Pls

i should preface by saying i usually prefer bruce (in my own works and others, including comics) to not be in a relationship at all because i can't think of a time he's like ever emotionally stable enough for that. like ever. THAT BEING SAID isn't that all the more reason to throw him into a ship? doomed tragic romance you will always be famous to me

and because i am insane, here are some comic recs to go with my fav bruce ships!!

>batcat

a classic favourite, batcat!!! i will admit i am not the biggest fan of their rebirth stories, and the whole wedding fiasco and most of what tom king wrote about them (and in general) was. not enjoyable. but pre crisis/golden age batcat? MY PARENTS. just. silver and bronze age batcat too. what a refreshing and entertaining couple. the thing that really makes them compelling is at the end of the day they have the same goal; protect the people of gotham. the ways they go about it can be different, and selina especially faces some serious mischaracterisation in order to make bruce look like the "hero" in the relationship, but at their core and simplest expression of love, they share the same dream, and they both know that. it's this selflessness that connects them deeply.

> "The Autobiography of Bruce Wayne" (Batman the Brave and the Bold #197) is, in my opinion, essential batcat reading. a very bittersweet story!

> for a more modern read, "Only Takes a Night" (Catwoman #32) is a delightful read about how hopelessly in love they are. bruce is such a devoted loser.

> ghostbat

every character needs that one irreparably damaging young adult tragic romance that changed their life forever and that is what ghostbat is. khoa is the perfect foil to bruce, in that ultimately, they are two ends of the same spectrum. fiercely stubborn and confident in their own moral code but in the opposite way. this ship is particularly fascinating because even now, the respect and love they have for each other years later is so deeply consuming that it is prevalent in how they interact now. i don't think bruce would have been the person he is without his relationship with khoa pre-batman, in both a good and bad ways. i also really love the hc that khoa is bruce's first heartbreak (refer to: the Snow and Gun incident).

> "Batman The Knight" is like ghostbat religious text. this is all you need. let it destroy you.

> batlantern

no long paragraph about this one because its my silly guilty pleasure. sometimes u need a ship in which they just don't get along except for the times they do. hal brings out such an irritating (said fondly) side to bruce and its even funnier because it works mutually. i think another really wonderful thing about this pairing is that they are really not so different from each other (nothing says romance than being consumed by your guilt and stubbornness), but they both think otherwise, so they knock heads while also begrudgingly respecting about one another in a colleague-friend-crush way. they want to make out so bad it makes them look stupid.

> "Batman: Universe" is a great and short silly story that shows their dynamic really well. amused me greatly. not ship focused though hal is there for like. a single issue unfortunately. but fun!!

> i usually never recommend any new 52 books to get INTO a character, but if you're interested in this pairing and its most 'popular' fanon interation, then "Jutice League (2011)" is the best place to start. you can get to their better stuff afterwards! (there's also an animated movie about it!)

> brutalia

AND BEST TILL LAST. THE BRUCE SHIP OF ALL TIME. ruined my life. CHANGED my life. i wish i could explain how insanely important this relationship is in words. i love my pairings tragic and there is quite literally no other ship quiet as dramatic or poetic than brutalia. talia is often seen as bruce's "one true love" with great reason, and him hers, and despite that they will probably never actually get back together. in a wider lense, the al ghuls and bruce have an insanely complicated dynamic, and this inherent conflict about missions bigger than themselves makes brutalia's forbidden love drama all the more compelling. talia brings out the best in bruce, and bruce respects and loves talia in a way i don't think he does anyone else in his life.

to complain for a moment, it's no wonder that because their relationship (since it's very first introduction) was so irrevocably pure and consensual (they were both so ridiculously obsessed with each other), that Certain Writers had to pull out the most out of character and disgusting stories to make it clear the tone of batman was changing. talia is always a victim to racism, misogyny and just unbelievable ooc writing — most evidently in her stories with bruce, unfortunately.

AND YET. recent comics have realised how truly ridiculous it is to write her as anything but kind and strong, and bruce being anything but hopelessly infatuated. i think my favourite thing about brutalia is that bruce and talia is a relationship that has been separated for actual Decades and so both their characters have been developed to have their own tragic stories and growth. then when we get small moments that bring them back together and letting that past show through the cracks in their carefully constructed walls, it's all the more romantic.

beautiful heartbreaking ship. the kind of relationship historians would cry over. would have the romantic period publishing fifteen books over.

> "Batman: Son of the Demon" is ESSENTIAL brutalia reading. also, if you are insane and delusional enough, it can be the true origin of damian.

> the comic moment that inspired all romance the moment of forever the blueprint even is in the famous "Batman (1940) #244"

> for a more modern take, very recently in fact, is her appearances in Ram V's run of detective comics, starting from #1062. its not brutalia focused, but a great take on how natural and yearning their relationship is now.

#for a guy who is notoriously shit at relationships he sure does find himself in them constantly #but truly is there a single fail loser man that yearns as much as batman #bruce wayne #batcat #ghostbat #batlantern #brutalia #saki comic talks

[zqmbiescorpse]

𝗧𝗥𝗨𝗧𝗛 𝗢𝗥 𝗗𝗔𝗥𝗘..

kaitlyn ka x female reader

a/n: i've been dying for kaitlyn fics, and just the quarry fics in general, because there's hardly any and that makes me want to cry. anyways, first thing i'm hopefully posting so no bullying pls. no werewolves! also sorry if the ending feels like it could be improved, i just really wanted to be finished with this <3

warnings: nothing serious, some making out

word count: 2.4k

(masterlist)

The joyous, fun atmosphere surrounding the gentle flicker of the campfire quickly disappeared, leaving the mood somewhat awkward as everyone who had remained (being Dylan, Ryan and yourself) turned towards Kaitlyn with a disappointed look.

"What?" questioned the small ravenette, sensing the glares from the three of you while she feigned innocence at the situation she, may have, intentionally, created.

"You totally ruined the party man," Dylan absentmindedly responded, taking a sip of whatever beer was left. All of you were a little tipsy, sober enough that thinking clearly wasn't an issue but drunk enough to feel a warm woozy sensation floating around your bodies.

In all truth, you weren't bothered in the slightest by the absence of Jacob, Abi, Emma or Nick. You did like them, sure, though being with them throughout the summer was often challenging - you typically found yourself enjoying the company of the others instead.

The four of you had stuck together for a large portion of the time, and you felt you'd become pretty close; so close that, naturally, you formed a humongous crush on the confident, very attractive, super cool dark-haired girl that was sometimes a little mean to you.

With Kaitlyn, you could never be quite sure about how she felt about you, there had been a few occasions where you doubted if she even liked as a friend. She was hard to read and you were a bit sensitive so, as you can imagine, things got tricky - having a ton of feelings for her only made you suffer greatly.

Then again, when these times occurred where you were miserable, Kaitlyn would periodically open up to you and let you know that, yes, she did appreciate you. Small moments of affirmation after so much doubt made you feel so unbelievably fuzzy inside. Unfortunately, the pair of you were tremendously insecure, because of this, there was a lot of dancing around each other the entire summer, similarly to Nick and Abi.

Suddenly desperate to relish in what could be the last evening with her, a rapid demand to continue the entertainment of 'truth or dare' came spilling from your mouth.

'Someone's...eager," Ryan chuckled slowly, glancing over at you and then at Dylan with a knowing glint in his eye.

Following this, Dylan offered, "Y/N's just disappointed she didn't get to smooch anyone this evening."

"You and me both, Y/N."

It was such a quiet array of words yet everyone heard Kaitlyn mutter them - nobody said anything back.

You were so hopelessly in love with her, that you couldn't help but hang onto anything Kaitlyn said that remotely resembled a reciprocation of feelings.

Shyly, you lifted your gaze from the muddy floor to your friends around you, careful not to stare directly at her gorgeous face. Whatever you were about to say next needed to be calm, one hundred percent normal and definitely not suggestive of anything.

With a brief amount of consideration and overthinking, you said, "Well, I don't know, what else is there to do right now? We can keep playing without the others."

You needed to stop working yourself up over such minuscule things; with Kaitlyn anywhere near you, you couldn't control yourself. Not being a fumbling mess was incredibly difficult.

"Yeah sure, why the fuck not?" Dylan chimed back in with a sense of glee, intrigued to see what would happen next.

"Cool alright, Kaitlyn?"

Deep down, it was clear to you that she would join back in, but part of you still inwardly thanked Ryan for ensuring that she was interested in continuing.

"I'm in, of course," A short pause. "You're a bit far away from us Y/N, you should get a bit closer, come here..."

Watching as Kaitlyn patted the empty space on the rough log impatiently, indicating you join her, an eruption of warmth covered your cheeks at her attention being on you; her wanting you next to her.

"Yeah, come on over here Y/N!"

Obviously, it didn't feel as special when Dylan said it, though, you appreciated how it got rid of some of the tension.

"Okay okay, yes, I'm coming," You spoke up, giggling, absolutely infected with giddiness that was bursting to show. You're sure it did, a big goofy smile plastered to your face as you made your way to the opposite side of the campfire. Apparently, the delight spread to Kaitlyn since you could've sworn she was attempting to mask an excited grin too.

Immediately, a soft scent of honey mixed with something floral was all you could smell, each and every time you inhaled. It made you feel very comfortable.

"Who wants to start it off this time?" inquired Ryan, yet your attention was instantly torn away from him due to the sensation of a soft, smaller hand brushing over your slightly sweaty one.

There was not a doubt in your mind. You had already jumped to the conclusion that it was intentional. From doing an action so small as turning away from you to face Ryan, how could Kaitlyn's hand touch yours in the process if it were on accident? There was no time to think rationally, you were already freaking out like mad. And she loved it.

"I'll go."

Leaving no room for arguments, Kaitlyn's head whipped back round to face you once more, this time with a playful theme prominent within her features.

"Y/N. Truth or dare," she asked, intently, her pretty eyes trained on your very nervous self.

You couldn't pick a place to focus your line of sight, eyes darting from her straight to the floor and back at your two shaky hands resting in your lap. Not in a million years were you prepared to answer 'dare'. In what world did you have the confidence.

Telling yourself it was the sensible response, you requested 'truth' like the jittery coward you are - to nobody's surprise but to Kaitlyn's disappointment.

"Tryna play it safe, are we, Y/N? I'm not letting you off that easily," was all she said as you sat there, patiently awaiting for whatever abomination that was heading your way.

Finally, you observed as her eyes lit up with a sudden delight; her full attention, once again, solely focused on you, not quite prepared for what was coming next.

"Out of everyone here, meaning me, Dylan or Ryan, who would you be the most interested in dating...and you have to answer otherwise it's no fun."

The situation wouldn't have felt awfully suffocating if it weren't for your stupid crush, which you were starting to suspect Kaitlyn was fully aware of. Her plump lips contorted mischievously into something smug - a perfectly arched eyebrow raised while she continued staring you down.

Because of the intense stare and immense amount of pressure you felt you were under, you missed a faint flash of worry flicker in her eye at your hesitation; uncertain whether or not her question had backfired on her.

Words couldn't describe the newfound urge tugging at your stomach to let her know that you so badly wanted to date her, to be with her, to kiss her. You couldn't handle rejection in the slightest but also couldn't bare the thought of letting this go on much longer - missing your chance when you had it.

You felt yourself tearing apart because of a silly crush on a girl who was way too good for you; evidently taking this unimportant game way too seriously. This time, you locked eyes with Kaitlyn, your heart racing, making an effort to bring any remnants of confidence together to prepare an answer.

"Uhhhh, I'd probably wanna date you, Kaitlyn?"

You had never experienced something simultaneously this underwhelming and overwhelming. Really, your response was very simple, basic, and not that huge. If, by chance, the beautiful ravenette was utterly disgusted by your answer it could be put down to merely a game and everyone would move on. You would be devastated but you'd get over it.

Having said that, repulsion was the last thing Kaitlyn felt regarding your answer, instead, a frantic fuel ignited within her. For a moment, she kind of just gawked at you, a bashful awkwardness radiating from your features.

"Truth or dare," she asked once more, this time the question coming across as more demanding, and a slight shake was apparent in her voice. Desperation spurred over her yet she seemed to be concealing it quite well, aside from the little chew on her lip while she awaited your answer, the nervous habit being the only indication of how Kaitlyn felt.

"Hey, what!" Dylan interjected, "Why are you going again, Kaitlyn? It's Y/N's turn."

Though you had to admit that Dylan's disapproval was amusing, you were too engulfed in whatever was happening between you and her. Nothing but you and her. Bathing in her alluring nature, you really did not mean to take this long to respond, you shouldn't be keeping someone that exquisite waiting.

"Dare..."

To outsiders, the atmosphere didn't appear tense at all. The luminous blaze of the golden camp, flickered and your chest tightened by the second.

"I dare you," Kaitlyn breathed out, her words trailing off implying a wane in confidence. Again, she was doubting herself, even when, at this point, the both of you had been as open as you could about your intense romantic interest for each other without explicitly saying anything.

You observed her complexion closely, each insecurity conveyed on her face made your heart rate increase consequently. You yearned for her to give in and do something to relieve all the built up anxiety, yet couldn't blame her too much since you found yourself incapable of initiating the first move.

An abrupt change conjured. Kaitlyn ostensibly bolder.

"I dare you to kiss me."

Silence. You inched forward but couldn't quite make it all the way. You didn't know what it was, something was holding you back. Also, with the audience of the two boys, you couldn't help your sheepish nature.

As though she couldn't handle it anymore, impatient because of your hesitancy, Kaitlyn took matters into her own hands and closed the gap, her soft lips meeting yours. Certain she would tease you about your failure to for fill the dare, you decided it was best to concern yourself with it later - a highly insignificant worry, really.

The kiss didn't last too long. The bliss you felt quickly overpowered by insecurity, and maybe disappointment too. You had hoped the moment you had been chasing for months would at least be longer than a few seconds. Grateful you got to kiss her, yet, you needed more.

"That was...terrible. I'm sorry," You mumbled bashfully, barely audible for Dylan and Ryan.

"Nu-uh baby, it was good," She whispered back, then tugging your face toward her once more.

Whereas the first peck was delicate, shy and over in a few seconds, in this instance, the kiss was deepened almost immediately. Her gentle hands cupped your flushed cheeks, promoting you to tightly grasp at her clothes. It took all of your power to not let any whimpers or whines escape you, making out with someone while other people were around was embarrassing enough as is.

"Okay...guys..." Ryan, being the first to speak up, broke the immersion, the two of you reluctantly pulling away from each other.

"Totally digging how happy you are right now, but, you know, lodge is empty..." Dylan chimed in, somewhat less awkward than Ryan.

You shared a look with Kaitlyn, your shortness of breath mirrored after your lips had been pressed against one another's for an extended period of time.

"Sounds great, thanks Dylan," Kaitlyn rose from her place seated on the log, enthusiasm oozing from her. "Let's get going huh, Y/N?" She proposed, laced with sultry.

You stayed seated, a little dumbfounded about the kiss and relishing in the electric sensation circulating in your body. Kaitlyn gripped your wrist, gaining your attention as her request caught up with you.

"Uh, yeah...yes we should go," Stumbling over your words, you got up, waved to Dylan and Ryan and began your journey back to the lodge. Incoherent mumbling could be heard from the pair left behind. You ignored it, giggling slightly and walked beside Kaitlyn.

When you arrived, you opened up the wooden door and stepped inside, Kaitlyn not giving you an opportunity to voice your opinion on anything; her mouth soon latched onto yours.

It was hungry, and you returned the passion. Although she may have been smaller than you, she still forced you up against one of the aging walls of the building; her tongue buried in your mouth. There was no fight for dominance, Kaitlyn was in control, not that you minded. It was such a rush, her lips all over your cool skin, your trembling hands in her dark hair, the occasional raspy chuckles from her, and the whines from you. Anything either one of you did spurred the other on wildly.

Eventually, distances had to be created since you couldn't keep going without catching your breath.

"I can't believe it took us that long to do this. We could've been having hot make-out sessions all summer" Kaitlyn beamed with genuine delight, her hands retreating from being all over you to placed on her hips, taking her usual sassy stance.

"I know," You agreed, laughing," I was so scared about being rejected"

"It's okay, I was equally terrified. Better late than never I suppose. At least we know now." The ravenette smirked, gazing into your eyes, entertained by how dishevelled you looked, encouraging her to admit, "I seriously am so fucking attracted to you."

Again, you let out a giggle, a noise that Kaitlyn thought was endearing. "Well, I've been fawning over you for like ages now." You blushed, the confession sparking a wave of heat to pass over you. Even though your actions had already said enough, disclosing the information made your shoulders feel externally lighter.

"It does really suck that it's the end of camp, going our separate ways and all" You continued, dejectedly. You were overjoyed that you were finally sharing these movements with Kaitlyn but hated yourself for holding off this long.

She examined your rapidly declining mood, likewise, she was regretful for waiting, however, not an ounce of uncertainty clouded her mind.

"What is there to worry about? Of course, we can stay in touch, I'm serious about this and...I do want to be with you." She reassured you, offering a loving smile filled with comfort. "Just give me your number, baby."

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[aanoia]

your taylor swift song imagines give me life so I HAD to request one. Can you do something to Timeless from Speak Now TV with either james, sirius, or remus? whichever one you see fit!

I'm so happy I give you life ;) I chose James bc deep down I'm a James girl and it just fit best with him imo. I hope you like it!

Timeless

James Potter x reader words; 2230 song; Timeless by T Swizzle (TV, duh) alright y'all, this one might get a little confusing. Let me break it down for you. italics is lyrics (and two other super small things, you'll know it when you see it), italics and bold is memories, there's two memories split into three parts total, when the story starts saying would that means thats what would happen if it did, yk. You and James do die, I just wanna make that clear. if you love a song, the marauders, and my writing, request a song fic and your wish shall be my command. now, i have two things. one, you can give me requests anyone in the marauders era btw, not js the actual marauders (i'll even accept Peter because i like to think he never became evil and was always just shy little Peter). Second, GIVE ME PREFERANCES PLS they'll be good fillers for in between longer fics so please pls pls i rly want sushi rn anywho HAVE FUN

Down the block there's an antique shop

And something in my head said "stop", so I walked in

Y/n quietly walked into the small antique shop and the woman at the counter smiled kindly at her. She smiled back and gave her a small nod before looking around the shop. It was much bigger than it looked on the outside, so she assumed an enlargement spell was used on the inside. There were loads of trinkets across the many shelves, big and small.

On the counter was a cardboard box

And the sign said photos 25 cents each

Y/n’s eyes caught a bright white sign with bold red letters, “Photos 5 knuts per” she walked over to the table, curious. She thumbed through the pictures, all of them were old, as they were dusty and black and white.

Black and white saw a 30s bride and

Two lovers laughing on the porch of their first house

I smiled as I pulled out a picture of a man and woman. The man was in a nice suit, a bright happy smile on his face as he held the hand of a woman with a beautiful wedding dress on, her smile matching his. They seemed to be laughing in the picture, radiating pure joy. I turned the picture around and read the pen, “Just married! 7/24/36”

The kind of love that you only find once in a lifetime

The kind you don't put down

As Y/n flipped through more pictures, her mind wandered to James. She saw them in these pictures, together no matter the circumstance, with bright smiles on their faces and laughs leaving their lips. They’d be hopelessly in love in any universe, and she knew it.

And that's when I called you, and it's so hard to explain

But in those photos, I saw us instead

“Oh, did you stop by the antique shop?” Y/n’s mom asked as she walked in through the door, a small bag in my hand. 

Y/n nodded with a smile, “I did, it’s pretty cool in there. I’d love to talk more but I need to write James a letter.”

Her mom laughed, “All right, you go, don’t take too long though. Supper will be done soon.”

And somehow I know that you and I would've found each other

In another life you still would've turned my head

James looked up from his desk as a loud pecking noise was made on his window. He smiled as he saw his girlfriend's owl, banging his beak against the glass of his window with a letter tied to his leg and his claws clutching onto a brown package. James opened his window and let the owl in, petting him gently and placing a few pellets on the window cill for him to munch on. 

James opened the letter quickly, pausing as two black and white photos fell out. He furrowed his brows at the photos and his eyes flitted to the package. He grabbed it and untied the string, opening it quickly to find an old book, a few specks of dust on the front. He laughed to himself at the randomness and began actually reading the letter.

Even if we'd met on a crowded street in 1944

And you were headed off to fight in the war

“Off to war?” Y/n would’ve said, a laughing tone in her voice.

James would’ve nodded with a smile, “Yes. But we could write to each other, we could court and then once the war is over we’ll get married!” He‘d say excitedly.

Y/n  would have laughed, “Of course we will.”\

You still would've been mine

We would've been timeless

James would’ve been hanging halfway out of the train, the only thing keeping him in being his friends as he waved to the love of his life.

“I love you!” She’d shout and he’d blush.

“I’ll see you later, love! Don’t miss me too much!” He’d yell back, blowing her a kiss before he was forced back on the train.

I would've read your love letters every single night

And prayed to God you'd be coming home all right

“Oh, Y/n, don’t be ridiculous. James will be fine, I’m sure.” Lily would tease, smoothing down her skirt as she sat on the bed next to her best friend. 

“That’s easy for you to say, Lils, he’s not the love of your life. I don’t know what I’d do without him.” She’d say, setting his latest letter into a box that held all the other ones.

“Y/n, have faith in the man. He’s strong, he’ll make it.” Lily would persist and Y/n would nod with a sigh.

And you would've been fine, we would've been timeless

She’d run to James at the train station and he’d drop his bag and hold his arms out, catching her in an embrace and spinning her around. She’d laugh joyfully, thankful the love of her life was finally home. 

“Oh, I’m so thankful you’re okay.” She’d whisper and he’d kiss her cheek. 

“I’m thankful to be back with you, beautiful.”

'Cause I believe that we were supposed to find this

So even in a different life

You still would've been mine

We would've been timeless

James smiled at her idea, quite liking it himself. He loved listening, or in this case reading, about all her ideas. He knew how much her mind ran wild, thinking of every possibility for every little thing, and he loved it. He loved being a part of it. 

I had to smile when it caught my eye

There was one of a teenage couple in a driveway

Holding hands on the way to a dance

And the date on the back said 1958

James picked up one of the pictures and smiled at the couple, still in their wedding attire, holding hands tightly on a porch. He set the photo down, it not being the one he was looking for, and picked up the other one. He gazed at the two teenagers, almost imagining them as himself and Y/n. He could see it, and he remembered what it was like taking her to the Yule Ball. How beautiful she looked in her dress.

Which brought me back to the first time I saw you

Time stood still like something in this old shop

I thought about it as I started looking 'round

At these precious things that time forgot

Y/n and Lily walked into the train station together, hand in hand, happy to have made a friend before they even arrived at Hogwarts for their first year. Y/n giggled as Lily told her a story about one of her friends, Severus, and promised to introduce the two to each other. Y/n suddenly paused and Lily looked over, concerned.

“What is it?” Lily asked and Y/n pointed to a boy who was messing around with two other boys.

“He’s-” She paused, trying to find the right word. “Beautiful.” Lily laughed loudly and Y/n snapped her head to the side, “What?”

Lily shrugged, shaking off her laughter. “Nothing, nothing.”

That's when I came upon a book covered in cobwebs

Story of a romance torn apart by fate

Hundreds of years ago, they fell in love like we did

And I'd die for you in the same way

If I first saw your face

James looked at the book he had unwrapped and silently read the title. He hummed thoughtfully and opened the cover, leaning back slightly at the dust that filled the air. He smiled at the dedication the author gave. 

“To the love of my life. We, my dear, are timeless.” He read out loud softly. 

In the 1500s up in a foreign land

And I was forced to marry another man

You still would've been mine

We would've been timeless

“James.” Y/n would’ve said, running to him and hugging him after they were finally alone. “I don’t know what to do.” She’d cry softly as he rubbed her back gently.

“It’s okay, we’ll figure it out.” He’d say quietly, being equally as lost as her.

I would've read your love letters every single night

And run away and left it all behind

You still would've been mine

We would've been timeless

“Do you have everything?” He’d whisper outside the castle and Y/n would nod, handing James one of the bags.

“I do. Let’s go.” She’d say and throw the bag over the back of her horse, making sure it was secure as James would do the same. They’d share one last kiss before mounting their steeds and riding away as quickly as possible. By the time the castle woke up and realized the princess was gone, it’d be too late.

'Cause I believe that we were supposed to find this

So even in a different life

You still would've been mine

We would've been timeless

James laughed at her story, setting down the letter and glancing at her owl who hooted softly, waiting for something to return back to his owner. James pet the owl again before pulling out a piece of parchment, his quill, and an ink well, and immediately started writing back.

Time breaks down your mind and body

Don't you let it touch your soul

It was like an age old classic

Y/n smiled as the familiar pecking of her owl reached her ears. She rushed to her window and opened it, petting her owl gratefully and pulling the letter off his leg. Y/n sat down on her bed and practically ripped open the letter.

The first time that you saw me

The story started when you said hello

In a crowded room a few short years ago

It was third year, in the Great Hall. Y/n had spent the last two years of her life pining after the one and only James Potter, who barely even glanced at her. At least, that’s what she thought. But that couldn’t have been farther from the truth. 

“Just go talk to her already, Prongs.” Remus said quietly, patting his friend on the shoulder. 

James shook his head, “No way. I couldn't.”

“Why not?” Peter asked.

“Because Peter, she’s perfect. She’s beautiful, has perfect grades, I mean, she’s probably the smartest witch I’ve ever known, minus my mom. She’d never like someone like me.” He explained and Sirius rolled his eyes.

“Dude, you’re hot. That’s all you need, now go.”

And sometimes there's no proof, you just know

You're always gonna be mine

We're gonna be

“Hi, Y/n.” James said, standing awkwardly as the girl turned around awkwardly.

“Oh, hi, James!” She said, a small blush painting her cheeks.

“Okay, bye, Y/n.” He said, walking off and cursing to himself for messing it all up like that.

“Uh, bye, James?”

I'm gonna love you when our hair is turning gray

We'll have a cardboard box of photos of the life we made

And you'll say "Oh my"

“Aha, look what I found.” James would have said to his wife, pulling out the pictures she had sent him many, many years ago.

“Where did you find those? Did you find the book too?” She would’ve asked, a smile on her face as she would look at them. 

James would’ve shook his head, “Nope, no book. I’m not sure where that went. I found the letter though.” He’d say and pull it out as well. Y/n would smile as she reread her words.

“Oh wow, I’m such a sweetheart.” She’d say with a laugh.

“Not much anymore.” James would tease and Y/n would’ve hit his arm. “See what I mean.”

We really were timeless

We're gonna be timeless, timeless

You still would've been mine, we would've been

“Come on, Harry. I saw this shop when I was going on errands with mum.” Ginny said, pulling her boyfriend into a cute little antique shop. Harry looked around in awe at the shop.

“Why, hello there, young ones.” The lady at the front said, a warm smile on her face.

“Hello, ma’am.” Harry greeted and Ginny smiled at the old woman. 

Even if we met

On a crowded street in 1944

Still would've been mine

You would've been

“Look, pictures.” Ginny said, pulling Harry over to look through them. They sifted through them silently before Ginny pulled one out. “Harry, these look a lot like your parents.”

Harry grabbed the photo and inspected it closely, “They… they are my parents.” His eyes widened as he looked at the cost of the photo. The sign had bright red ink on it, “photo’s 5 knuts per”.

The lady at the front smiled when Harry placed the picture on the counter. She gazed at the photo and shook her head with a laugh.

“I remember when she first walked in here. Ah, it was such a long time ago. She bought a few of these and an old book, and two weeks later she brought him in. They were such a sweet couple. I wonder how they’re doing now.” The woman reminisced as she took the knuts from Harry.

Harry smiled at the woman, holding back tears, “Yeah, I wonder too.”

Down the block there's an antique shop

And something in my head said "stop", so I walked in

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[junwonssoul]

today's depraved thought is namkook x male reader where

you and joon are a couple

have both expressed your attraction to koo to each other

aka cried over how cute he is

and how thick his thighs are

and how much you might wanna be between them

meanwhile jk...

poor jk

baby is suffering

he started off sad about the love of his life (joonie hyung) being taken

but wait

his boyfie is handsome too...

and nice

and

oh fuck

anyway cue mutual pining for a bit

until joon (bc let's be honest he has the brains out of the two of you)

notices koos longing stares aimed at you

and oh- perhaps him too?

perfect

flash forward to you inviting him over

things get heated

🔞 nsfw

joonie...sweet joonie

he's on the couch with you undressed on his lap

stroking your pretty cock with his huge hands and long fingers ♡

perhaps stretching you out as well?

such a multitasker

meanwhile koo is sitting across from you about to pass out

joon instructing you to tell jk what you've been fantasizing about

telling him how you love his thighs between whining moans and whimpers

how you want to be between them while pounding his pretty ass

of course it comes true

koo is soon under you while you fuck into him

but wait where's joonie?

taking his lovely boyfriend from behind of course 💕

being overwhelmed by the pleasure on both ends so you start thrusting with abandon

pleasing both your boys in the process 🤭

sloppy make outs between the three of you

koo being amazed because wow...

both his crushes are above him looking like sin incarnate

joonie being hopelessly endeared because both of his babies are so fucked out under him

whining and writhing while they hold onto each other

koos big eyes staring up at him with his arms wrapped around you

you blissed out hiding in jks neck while leaving cute little love bites

it just makes joon want to fuck you two harder tbh

anyway I'm done ranting

someone PLS write enamored joonie with his precious babies pls 🙏🏼

#of course you two cant let him go after that #he quickly fits into your dynamic #top joon #switch reader #switch jk #bottom leaning tho <3 #namjoon x male reader #namjoon x m!reader #jungkook x male reader #jungkook x m!reader #jungkook x namjoon #namkook x reader #namkook x male reader #namkook x m!reader #namjoon smut #jungkook smut #bts smut #bts x male reader #bts x m!reader

[mazeinthemiroh]

song mingi boyfriend headcanons

genre: fluff

word count: 0.8k

warnings: cursing

requested?: yes

song rec: holy by justin bieber, chance the rapper

pls like and reblog if you enjoyed! feel free to request anything <3

ugh

when i tell you this man has my HEART

i love him he actually deserves the world

him as a boyfriend?? the best. the bestest.

when i tell you he is hopelessly in love. like. hopelessly. when he falls, he falls hard. and there's no turning back for him

we all know that mingi can be playful and lively, but he also has his shy moments. especially at the start of your relationship, he might stumble over his words or laugh awkwardly, and its mostly because he just can't believe he's finally dating you!

he is so cuddly. like. he wants physical affection a LOT. tries to reign it in at the start of your relationship but it's pretty obvious that he just wants hugs and kisses and cuddles :( he just craves it. he doesn't want to be too overbearing though, so sometimes he will wait for you to initiate any physical affection in the early days. your touch is so relaxing and reassuring to him honestly. as you guys get more comfortable with each other he will feel he doesn't have to worry about being 'too much' and definitely initiate most of the skinship for you guys <3

his favourite cuddles with you are sloppy, messy cuddles. like... a big mass of tangled limbs. he loves being as close to you as possible as well as you both being comfortable, which ends up with you guys being in odd positions a lot of the time. its fine for you guys but every time one of the member

his lips are so soft bruh. and he will constantly have them on you. he kisses you all. the. time. one minute he's sitting there, the next minute he is trailing tiny, ticklish kisses on your neck that make you giggle. even in front of the other members, he's puckering up those smooth lips of his. idk he just likes that sort of contact! so make sure to give him kisses back!!

wants you to wear his clothes. like i know some guys who get annoyed if you keep constantly borrowing their clothes but that is not an issue with mingi. he literally offers you his clothes without you even asking?? he just likes the way they fit on you. he's bigger than you so most of his clothes fall in a droopy, oversized manner, which he thinks makes you look super cosy and cute :(

he has the tendency to rest his head on your lap. will demand you stroke his hair because he absolutely loves it. while you stroke his hair he will tell you about his day but you could hear his voice getting more and more sleepier. will probably end up dosing off like this tbh

mingi has a habit of taking lots and lots and lotsssss of pictures of you. he especially loves the embarrassing ones like when you are snoozing on the couch, mouth open as you snore softly, or when you have just shoved your food in your mouth and he calls your name so you like directly into the camera. then he's run away whilst laughing obnoxiously - he was in the need of a new lockscreen

when you guys are away from each other, he tries to send texts as much as he can. and they are always funny, he might send a bunch of memes and spam you with emojis until you are online lmao. he does prefer facetiming you, especially when he's on tour and hasn't seen your face in ages. he will call you before he's about to go to sleep, but he would end up talking to you longer than anticipated, but all awareness of time goes out the window when mingi is talking to you. who needs sleep anyways?

dates with him would include:

karaoke dates - because he just completely lets loose in front of you, he is would love to do something crazy and random. taking you to a karaoke bar would be a spontaneous thing instead of planned. you guys will be belting a ballad together, hitting all the wrong notes in your awesome duet

shopping - i think it's safe to say that you guys are going to come back with a bunch of random shit. mingi will love to buy cute little things that he probably doesn't need. impulse buys all around!

spa dates - bro loves top be pampered i can't lie. loves having a massage or getting a facial done, he finds it so relaxing especially after a long week. he would love to treat you both to a luxury spa experience, and he would want to do everything like go to the sauna, the steam room, and the jacuzzi!

overall, he is so thankful to have you as a partner. you make him feel safe <3

#mingi #song mingi #ateez #atz #ateez imagines #ateez scenarios #ateez reactions #ateez headcanons #ateez fluff #kpop #atz fluff #kpop scenarios #kpop imagines #requested #atz scenarios #atz x reader

[annierosaart]

Ask game:

Fandom: RWBY 3, 19; Arknights 13, 15, 16.

Ship: FiaExu 10, 16; TexLapp 1, 9

Character: Exusiai 5, 7; Gavial 17, 20

Forgot to answer, my bad!

RWBY:

3 - ...which scene I would like to erase from the universe and why.

Weiss getting stabbed so Jaune could unlock his semblance. Yeah.

19 - ...one behind-the-scenes trivia fact I've learned somewhere and my thoughts on it.

from the Volume 9 commentary. get this shit away from me.

Arknights: (presume when i say fanon, i mean the queerer part of it, not the very reddit part)

13 - ...which canon or popular fanon relationship I can't stand or feel 'meh' about and why.

i've talked about how on the best of days i'm neutral towards FiaMos, and usually just don't like it, but here's a 'hot' take specifically for the side of the fandom i'm in:

PL just. does not read as a polycule to me. for various reasons i won't get into, you can DM me about it, but i'm really just meh on it, they don't feel close in that way.

also despite loving Mumu, SaMuel as an actual thing just doesn't do much for me, soz.

15 - ...which character I would choose for the chopping block if I knew the writers wanted to kill someone.

I think one that has the potential to end up being a meaningful death would be Hoshiguma or Swire. Note that I don't dislike them, far from it, I just think the death of either would shake things up for the LGD gang's dynamics in a compelling way.

16 - ...which character's death would (or did) make me rage-quit.

knowing Outcast's fate has made it difficult for me to start catching up on Act 2, haha. but not enough to rage-quit. if i had to say... Blaze. her hypothetically dying at this point would be for cheap shock value alone.

FiaExu:

10 - ...rate the level of stupid they reach in their pining.

on a scale of "regular" to "no media literacy" in stupid... burns ramen in the microwave. hopelessly pining, thinking the other has no interest in them, when it's mutual, extremely so. like lovers exchanging sexually charged letters in the 1800s.

16 - ...three of my fic recs for this ship. And (in the event that I've written something for them) one of my fics involving them that I'm most proud of.

brother there's barely that many to begin with. but!

Birdhouse In Your Soul by burstfoot on Ao3 (and tumblr! hi @burstfoot)

The movie was a pretense to curl up on the couch with you. by inRemote on Ao3 and tumblr as well, made for me as a gift!

aaand the Arknights Drabble Collection by wolfgirlsmooches, the FiaExu sections :3

... aand of course, the one I'm most proud of?

Night Running BAYBEEEEEEE

TexLapp:

1 - ...about my absolute favorite of their scenes and why I love it so much.

a tie between the sexually charged chocolate feeding (for obvious reasons) and the truck scene. the truck scene has a place in my heart specifically because it is the most direct homage Arknights has made to Yakuza/Lika A Dragon, specifically to Majima's various truck stunts!

9 - ...what my ideal endgame for them is.

what Kiryu and Majima end up having: a bittersweet, tenuous rivalry that at the same time is lined by an understanding that only they are allowed to kill each other, no one else.

Exusiai:

5 - ...if I feel like the writers mistreat them or if the story would be better if they were taken down a peg.

please for the love of god let her participate in laterano events i'm begging on my knees it's literally her place of birth

7 - ...the scene that I think adds depth to their character or the relationship this character has with someone.

2-7 after. despite an earlier comment of Exusiai's showing she still has a lot to learn about Infected, this is one of the first... and also few examples we get of a Sankta directly sympathizing with others.

other examples of this always come from Ezell and herself, which I think is no coincidence.

the anime emphasizes this further by having her get mad on the Infected's behalf

Gavial:

17 - ...how well they'd do if they got dropped in a horror movie.

gavial is half serious, half gag character. that gag half protects her from any serious harm a horror movie villain could do to her.

20 - ...my queer headcanon for them. Unless they're canonically queer, in which case whether or not I think they're good representation or kinda badly explored.

Bisexual, demiromantic!

#ask game #this was so fucking long waheela what the hell

[airandyeah]

Devout Christian (A Fyodor X F!Reader)

Contains sexual content, minors dni Warnings: piv sex, creampie, oral sex (male receiving), bible talk, marriage, talk of murder and torture, pregnancy, Fyodor is hopelessly in love. (let me know if i missed anything pls) (also, any Russian I use, I have already learned because im learning Russian, and not through the incorrectness of google translate)

Fyodor was a man of God. He went to church weekly, studied his bible daily, and y'know, tried to wipe the smudge known as sinful people from the planet. But not all people were sinful, right? Surely some people were innocent? Wrong. Even Fyodor wasn't free of sin, but he acted like he was. He had murdered people, tortured people, made people beg for their lives while he manipulated them with his beautifully strung up lies. However. He was also a victim of lust, overwhelming lust for his beautiful bride to be, Y/N. Yes, he knew he couldn't fully have her *yet*. Which is how the current situation came to be. Fyodor sitting in front of his monitors panting, head thrown back, while his little fiancé had her lips wrapped around his dick, his tip brushing the back of her throat while her eyes were glossy and tearful. Her eyes were filled with love nonetheless. Love for her soulmate, the man she could call her own. Fyodor. Fyodor never lasted long and found himself releasing his thick seed down her throat, groaning as the pleasure overtook him. After Y/N swallowed his seed and he came down from his high, Fyodor grabbed her by her armpits, lifting her up and into his lap where he held her close. Warm. They were both so, so, warm in each others arms. ~~~ A few months later Fyodor was dressed in a marvelous white suit with a red tie as he stood waiting for his darling Y/N to walk down the aisle. As she strode down the short isle of the old church she noticed the few guests in the front pew. Nikolai. Sigma. Y/N knew Nikolai was there as some kind of security so to speak, and Sigma was there as a friend to her. She turned her eyes to the old priest, his eyesight had gone many moons ago, so they had no need to worry about him giving descriptions to anyone who may ask around. And finally, her eyes met Fyodor's. His dark purple eyes filled with love as he looked back into her love filled E/C orbs. She knew the things he'd done, but she loved him. There was no manipulation in their relationship, it was always based around trust, love, and God. As wicked as it was. They said their vows, slipped the rings on each others fingers and just stared at each other. Staring like the other hung the moon and the stars. And finally with the last words of the priest, their lips met each others. It was not hungry or chaste, but deep, long, and passionate. After a few moments they broke the kiss and were brought back into the 'real world' as Nikolai was clapping and cheering loudly, Sigma quietly clapping next to him. Y/N smiled and giggled a little at the jesters enthusiasm, she was glad that she had people who supported her and Fyodor's relationship. Fyodor himself had a small smile on his face, as he held Y/N's hand, taking in her dress. A beautiful white dress, simple, not puffy nor skin tight. It made her look like an angel in his eyes. His angel. His wife. ~~~ When the couple got back to their home that night they were greeted by their adorable black cat, the cat never officially got a name. she was just... Cat. or кошка (Cat) , as Fyodor called her. "Любовь (Love) , why don't you go get changed and wait in the bedroom for me?" Fyodor asked. Y/N knew what he was insinuating and went to their shared bedroom. Finally. They were finally married. Fyodor came to the bedroom after a few minutes, he had given the cat food and put the clothes bags that held the suit and wedding dress away. He was in awe to see Y/N sitting on the edge of their bed, completely naked. She was messing with her fingers, it was obvious she was nervous. "My dear, please don't be nervous. I'll take care of you", Fyodor said as he walked up to Y/N and held her hands in his. She nodded at him, giving a small smile as he let go of her hands and stripped of his own clothing.

When he was done Y/N raked her fingers gently over his chest. "I love you, Mrs. Dostoevsky" Fyodor whispered out before claiming her lips in a passionate kiss. This kiss had some shared hunger unlike the kiss they shared at their wedding service. Fyodor gestured for Y/N to lay down, and when she did he got some pillows under her head and some to help support her neck. She was comfortable. "Thank you Fyo", she said, adjusting slightly to get the pillows to lay comfortably under her.

Fyodor gently climbed over her, continuing their kissing, the kisses were getting hungrier, pent up lust bubbling to the surface, almost boiling. Fyodor ran his hands gently all over Y/N's body. Her face Her neck Her chest Her belly And slowly moved to move her thighs apart, properly setting his legs between her spread legs. His kisses moved down her body the way his hands had, leaving markings and paying attention to her breasts, lightly nibbling her nipples. She let out breathy gasps as he worked his way kissing and nibbling over her skin. He made a point to move his right hand down between her legs drawing circles over her clit while she whines in pleasure at the stimulation.

His mouth went back to sucking on her nipples while he continued to play with her clit. After a few minutes he looked up at her and took his mouth off of her nipple. "I am going to finger you, I will start with one finger, and I will go up to there as you get used to it. Tell me if it hurts and I'll stop.", he told her, voice barely above a whisper. She nodded in return.

Y/N whines as Fyodor slipped a finger into her tight walls, he kisses her nose and jaw and starts to pump his finger gently in and out. In and out. After about 10 minutes of this he had three fingers buried in her tight cunt, pumping them at a medium pace while she moaned and whined when he crooked them and hit her sweet spot.

He slowly withdrew his fingers, "Are you ready my love?", he asked as he looked deep into her eyes and kissed her collar bone. "I... I think so", Y/N responded, her eyes slightly glassy from getting lost in the earlier stimulation. Fyodor slowly moved down her body as he lifted up his upper body to watch as he aligned with her entrance.

He slowly pushed the tip of his length into her tight walls, he wasn't very girth, but he was longer than average. As he pushed the head in Y/N gripped his arms tightly, nails digging into his skin, not breaking it though. "Shshshhh love, it's okay. Breath", he told her as he stopped pushing in and kissed her a few times on her face, neck, chest, and stomach.

After a few minutes of getting used to the stretch of his tip, he continued pushing into her, she but her bottom lip between her teeth. It hurt. But it wasn't as bad since Fyodor gave her time to adjust every small bit he pushed in. He could see a small amount of blood as it slightly stained the white sheets beneath them, and he could see it on his length. Not that he minded a little blood. After a few reassuring kisses and I love you's, Fyodor began slow and shallow thrusts, they both gasped and groaned. Fyodor rambling about how good she was doing, how divine she felt, how she was an angel, *his* angel, and how good of a girl she is. Fyodor went back to circling her clit while he picked up his pace. Y/N whined out as he sped up, the pain melting away into incomparable, divine pleasure. She and Fyodor were finally together. Finally one. After a few minutes Fyodor's thrusts grew erratic, his hips snapping into Y/N's/ He was close, but she was too. Y/N lifted her legs and wrapped them around Fyodor's hips, both moaning at the new, deeper angle. "F-Fedya, I-I..." Y/N started, breaking into a moan before she could say more. "Me t-too, my love. Let's ~ngh~ cum together", Fyodor replied. A few moments later, both let out loud moans as they came together. Y/N's walls clamping tightly around Fyodor's length while he continued to fuck his seed into her. Fyodor collapsed onto her chest a few moments later, totally spent and exhausted. They laid there and held each other, not bothering to move as they basked in each others presence. ~~~ A few months later Y/N was looking through Fyodor's bible, a red book with a gold cross. Every page had notes scribbled into them, almost all of them in Russian as the bible was also in Russian. She read a few of the things he wrote as she picked up a little Russian from her husband, and there, written in black ink, was a few words on lust, and the long wait between engagement and marriage. She thought it was sweet as she held her stomach. The same stomach where their heir grew. ~The end~ (Feel free to make a request!)

#x reader #bungou stray dogs #fyodor dostoevsky #bsd fyodor #smut #minors dni #pregnancy #marriage #loss of virginity

[smellydano]

Can I please get a Calvin x afab!reader where Calvin is a little bitch and you’re like hopelessly in love with him. Maybe he has been spending too much time in his office working (not just writing but on the phone with his agent and other people and maybe u hear him semi-flirting with a new publicist? Idk I’m a slut for hurt/comfort) and you’re like “wow I moved in with you and now I’m getting the cold shoulder?” I dunno. Love your writing!

calvin is a huge asshole but i want him in my bed JDHSKFHDJ ,, thank u for your request i actually really liked this one !! it’s kinda angsty and i never write angst but guess who’s gonna start writing more LMAO ,, also thank u !! it makes me so happy that people actually like my writing :3

cold || calvin weir-fields

calvin weir-fields x afab!reader

warnings: calvin being a little bitch, use of (y/n), angst(ish), if there’s any more i should add pls lmk!

synopsis: calvin is spending more time in his study and talking to his new publicist, which makes you question things

word count: 1509

you laid on the couch, mindlessly scrolling through your phone. you just recently moved in with your boyfriend calvin into his nice apartment. you loved everything about it, you also loved everything about living with calvin. watching movies until late in the morning, making breakfast for each other in the kitchen, setting up cute little date nights at the dining room table. you loved it.

though, recently you’ve noticed he’s spending lots of time in his study. which you didn’t mind, he’s a writer so of course he spends most of his days in there, typing away on his typewriter. you’ve also started to hear more phone calls happening. he’s never on the phone, unless it was with you before you moved in.

you once walked into his study to go bother him, but as soon as you opened the door he shushed you and signalled you to get out. stunned, you rolled your eyes and shut the door confused. he later explained that he was just talking things over with his new publicist.

you shrugged it off, it made sense. he’s got to talk to them and figure out work stuff, so you just let it be. you continued to live your housewife fantasy for him, because you loved him so much. you made lunch for him and would bring it up to his study, you’d clean the apartment, you’d take scotty for walks and play time in the park. all for him.

but the phone calls were only getting longer and more frequent, making you wonder what he’s been talking about. you started to wonder, what else do they have to talk about other than work? you started to question yourself, does this make me a crazy girlfriend if i just listen? is that stepping over a line?

after some time, you decided you do some laundry, which was basically right next to his study. you gathered a few items to toss in the wash, when you overheard calvin’s boisterous laughter come from the other room. you were curious, but continued to mindlessly grab items from the bedroom floor and laundry bin.

curiosity got the best of you, who is he talking to? you couldn’t help but slowly creep towards the door and place your ear on it, your face shrugged in a focused attempt to listen to his conversation.

his chuckle filled the closed room, “yeah, i’d like that actually.” stunned, you didn’t know what or even who he’d be talking to. “well, you know how to make me happy.” he said, which made your stomach turn. who is he talking to.

you knocked on the door, waiting for him to open the door. he quickly ended the call, almost sounding like he was caught doing something he shouldn’t.

“come in.” his voice sounded cold.

“hey, i-i’m just throwing some stuff in the washer, do you need anything washed?” you questioned, not knowing how to approach him with the conversation you just heard.

“my blue button up, should be in the bin.” he said without taking his eyes away from his laptop. you rolled your eyes, taking a big sigh.

“calvin, who was that?” you felt sick to your stomach confronting him. but, you obviously had to figure out what was going on.

“hm? oh just my publicist.” still, no eye contact, no change in facial expression, not even the awkward side hug you usually get when you enter his study when he’s working. you grew more and more suspicious, against your better judgement, you continued poking.

“just your publicist? who knows how to make you happy?” his eyes darted to the wall in front of him, then to you.

“are you listening to my conversations now?”

“calvin, i can hear you from the laundry room. the walls are paper thin.”

“okay, whatever. i’m going to continue working. if you’re going to act like that, go downstairs.” he huffed, resuming his work. you muttered under your breath an insult, and went back downstairs as he said.

some time past and it was your usual bedtime. you usually got ready together, but tonight you got yourself ready, by yourself. a small tear fell from your face, you’ve been crying all night. calvin didn’t even come down for supper, which was the final straw for your emotions.

you sat on the edge of your side of the bed, wiping your runny nose with your sleeve. you collected yourself as soon as you heard calvin walk towards the bedroom. you sat there, waiting for him to notice how upset you were. but, shockingly, he minded his business and got ready for bed.

he walked over to his side and pulled the covers back, sliding under and going to bed. small whimpers escaped your mouth, as hard as you were trying to hold them in, you couldn’t. you don’t understand why he was being this way. why is he being so sweet to this new publicist? why wasn’t he being his usual self? why is he giving them more attention than you? you felt out of your mind thinking he would be flirting with them. but what if? these thoughts made you feel inferior. they’ve been stewing in your head all day.

“how was work?” you asked, wanting to take your mind away from your thoughts.

“it was fine.”

“just fine?”

“yes, (y/n). i’m trying to get some sleep.”

“why are you being so cold to me recently? all i’m getting from you is the cold shoulder when i just want to know how you’re doing.” you blurted out, eyes closed from the fear of what his reaction would be. you held your knees to your chest, back towards his.

he let out a scoff, sitting up and turning his bedside lamp on. he looked over at your frail frame on the edge. “what are you on about?” he responded, shaking his head. you turned around to face him, he then noticed your puffy face from crying all day. his face grew a softer expression, placing his hand on your knee. you lightly pushed it off, “i want to know what you and your publicist were talking about. how you’d like that? and they know how to make you happy?”

“why are you listening to my phone calls?”

“calvin i told you, i could hear you from the laundry room. i’m not just listening to your calls all day.” which was sort of a lie, but you weren’t going to tell him that. he’d think you lost it.

“i don’t know calvin, ever since i moved in with you, you’ve been giving me this cold shoulder that i don’t appreciate.” you said through sobs, putting your head in your hands.

“(y/n), i’m not trying to give you any cold shoulder. i’m busy, i’m working non stop. i have deadlines to meet, which is what my publicist and i were talking about. she extended one of my deadlines that i wasn’t able to meet even if all the stars aligned.”

you looked at him with anger, looking back down at your legs. he brushed the stray pieces of hair from your face, tears still falling down your cheeks.

“why are you always shooing me away? i don’t get it, calvin! do you not want me around? i can leave-”

“honey, no please. i don’t want you to go.” he cut you off and grabbed your hand, sighing.

“i’ll admit, work has gotten me a bit more stressed out than usual. i think i was just acting out of stress. i’m so sorry, i don’t mean to shoo you away or be mean, i don’t mean to take my stress out on you.”

you looked up at him, sniffling once again.

“i promise you, i love you, and i want you around. i shouldn’t have acted the way i did and i apologize.” he said while trying to look into your eyes. your eyes met his as he gave you a comforting smile. it felt like the first time he’s smiled at you in a couple days.

you took a deep breath, trying to regulate your breathing from the crying. he held your small hand in his, placing a kiss on the back of yours. he slowly pulled you over, you scooted towards him as he slowly embraced you. you rested your head on his shoulder, placing a small kiss on his neck.

“i’m sorry.” you blurted out, unsure of what to do.

“it’s okay, honey, you did nothing wrong. you’re the sweetest person i’ve ever met, i shouldn’t have been so cold.” you giggled, nodding your head.

“hey, since i have a day off tomorrow, did you want to stay up and watch a movie? you can pick whatever you want.” he pulled away and smiled at you, rubbing your thigh in an attempt to comfort you. “you can go downstairs and pick a movie, i’ll make popcorn and some snacks.” you nodded, getting up off the bed with him and made your way downstairs for your movie night.

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SORRY this was a bit shorter than i wanted it to be! i want to write cool long ass stuff but my brain is never working LMAO ,, thank u again for the request anon! hopefully it’s what u we’re thinking abt! <3

if u have anything u want me to write; drabble, headcanons, blurbs, whatever u wanna call it ,, lmk by shooting something in my asks!! they’re always open :3

as always thank u for reading !! (does anyone even read this far o.0) likes/reblogs are always appreciated !! 🖤🍄🧚🏻

#calvin weir fields #calvin weir fields x reader #ruby sparks #paul dano fluff #calvin weir fields fluff #paul dano #danonation #danocel #paul dano x reader #smellydanowrites #talkin w/ anon

[maydoesthings]

soo… I was using a prompt generator and this is what I got:

I am in an Aizawa mood for some time now…

I know it’s been a while but I don’t have motivation or good ideas sooo yeah… (pls send requests) But sometime Part II for Hisoka’s Birthday will come. Just don’t know when yet. Anywayss

enjoy some fluff ig.

teen!Aizawa x teen!reader (I will probably write more about aizawa x reader in UA time/ teenager years at 16/17 because I love the idea

Summary: A relaxed afternoon somehow turned into a tickle fight

warnings: none I think. Just some fluff and teenagers in love I guess…

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After 30 minutes of walk you two arrived. After slipping out of your shoes you followed Shouta upstairs to his room. His parents had money, a lot of money and their house is huge. It always amazes you. His room is also very big and full of cool stuff he never uses. What a waste…

“You wanna do homework now? Or just chill a bit?” he asked.

“Not in the mood right now. How about just some chilling?” you replied.

“Sure.”

His bed was huge as well so of course it fits perfectly for 2 people. You even managed to sleep in there with 4 persons. Spoiled, rich kid and doesn’t even care. Oh what you would do for all this…

You both were sitting next to each other separately on your phones. No conversations really needed. You were always surprised to see that the cold, monotone Shouta Aizawa would have his friends over almost every weekend and let’s them be in his very private life. He’s a softie, he just doesn’t admit it. You were also really happy that he shares so much. Like he lets you stay at his house alone without the others. so he tolerated you.. that was good. He sometimes shares clothes with the others and even you too. And he cares, much. You really liked him so it was nice to be so close to him. Literally.

You’re mindlessly on your phone scrolling through some apps, seeing memes, news, checking your favorite fanfics to see if there are new updates (there weren’t, sadly) until you saw an article: “10% of people can tickle themselves”. Huh. It was dumb so Shouta had to see it. You loved annoying him with stupid shit.

“Did you know that 10% of all people can tickle themselves?”

“Ew, no. That’s weird. Why did you have to tell me that??”

“So you learn something new. But.. are you even ticklish at all? Like do you actually can laugh for real?”

He snorted at that. “Tch. I can laugh, but I don’t want to. And I’m not ticklish.”

You looked each other in the eyes.

“Really?”

“…yes.”

“Let’s test that.”

He gave you a warning look like ‘don’t you dare.’ But it was too late. You already had the idea in mind. To think about making him laugh made your heart flutter. And not that alone, maybe also the excuse to touch him (not in a weird way yk)… So it was already settled. You were hopelessly in love, even when you don’t want to admit it. And even if he doesn’t feel the same. It’s okay. It’s nice like that. You gave him just a grin and he had 1 second to prepare before you jumped on him and tried to tickle him. He was good at shielding you away with his arms but he was careless for a second so you succeeded.

and-

and there it was. He tried holding it back, but for a second you could get his laugh even if it was for a short time, it was there. And it made you happy. You didn’t want to stop yet, you knew know he was ticklish and if this was just the beginning, it was going to be good. But that moment of victory was used against you as he tickled back and now you were the one laughing out loud. You couldn’t get his hands away. Both of you were very much unaware of the position you were in, you being on top of him. But that changed fast because after Shouta realized that, he threw you from his lap onto the floor. Now he was the one on top and still tickling you. You laughed even more.

But you eventually got him again. Now both of you tickling each other and laughing so loud everyone could hear until you both run out of breath. You collapsed next to each other on the floor, holding your bellies. Everything hurt after laughing so long. But you still had a smile. It was one of those rare moment where you could see Shouta without any mask on. The most vulnerable you ever saw him. Got you fell even harder for him. But like, literally because you flew of the bed some time ago. What you didn’t notice at first is, that he was also smiling. A small one but still visible.

Little did you know that this moment was just as important for him. Because he too, thought he had no feelings and they’d eventually go away, but this right now made it even harder to forget these feelings. So you both just laid there in silence, a comfortable one. It was just perfect.

Who would’ve thought that that was the beginning of an even stronger connection.

bonus:

They weren’t supposed to be here yet. They said they were coming back tomorrow. So why are they here right now?? They weren’t supposed to see them like this. It was a moment only for these two and now his parents ruined it. And now he isn’t going to hear the end of it.

After their tickle fight, they were just laying on the floor and everything was quiet until-

“Shouta?”

fuck. He knew this voice. But before he could do anything the door to his room flew open and there she was, his mother.

And in front of her were laying two teenagers with messy hair and they were clearly out of breath. Both just staring with wide eyes at the older Aizawa.

“I- SHOUTA OH MY WHO IS THIS?” she looked like she just had a heart attack. He stood up quickly so it wouldn’t escalate that much and were starting to explain “Mum, listen it’s not like-“ but his mother was faster “DARLING COME HERE YOU NEED TO SEE THAT” great. just great. And the poor girl was still laying there kinda confused and overwhelmed with the situation.

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Okay I hope this was okay… If there are any grammatical mistakes, then please tell me and I will fix them. Was this okay? I have more prompt ideas if you want more!

Also, I don’t know how many people can tickle themselves, I just needed something to get the conversation going yk

And pls send request :))

song for today- golden hour by JVKE

#x reader #aizawa x reader #aizawa shouta #teenagers #fanfic #otp prompt #shouta aizawa #aizawa fluff

[shytastemakerthing]

hii!! U seem so cool- but anyway,, could i get a twisted wonderland match up? My grammar kinda sucks and my auto corrects off so😭

I would like for it to be more romantic, if thats ok! Also pls dont match me up with any of the 1st years since i would honestly just adopt them in twst😭

Sooo im an enfp 7w6, scorpio, green flag.. Yeahhh

But other than that,, (about to write a whole essay abt my personality) what abt my personality?

Soo im honestly kindaa uhm,, goldfish-like; i have a crap memory. and whenever in a serious situation, one where you need to stay on guard, i instantly calm down after someone cracks a joke and forget abt the whole situation.. So bcuz of that i get called "the goldfish of (gc name)" 🥲

But im really motherly and caring! I always take care of my loved ones like a nurse, so pretty much- im my friends personal nurse AND doctor (as someone who startes studying abt medical stuff when i was like 10,, young, ik) i also take care of stray animals whenever i get the chance. feeding them, taking care of their wounds, whatever! Im a good balance of childish and mature, though i fall more on the childish side! I honestly give out 'sad, wet cat' vibes at first, since i mostly spend time alone, sulking abt being alone, reading in the library alone.. but im the total opposite! Honestly kinda weird but in a good way? Super kind, and generous, and sympathetic, i always consider other peoples feelings first ofc! Honestly kind of a people pleaser🥲 softhearted person with anger issues huhu.. Also keyword 'with anger issues' because i can and will beat someone up who did one simple thing to make me mad, even if theyre like 6'2 IDGAF FIGHT ME IM 5'10 ITS NOT MUCH OF A DIFFERENCE🙄🙄 veryvery energetic or the opposite, depends. havent slept for like 2 weeks straight😇

Now I'll just say the exact words my friends said when i asked them what they thought of me-

"funny, cute, and she lavs astronomy ahhajaja" "ure the friend whos effortlessly funny but gay /j but srsly youre the friend whos funny but super girlboss whenever there are fights and uses emojis every sentence they send" "the fish i ate for dinner" "cute nmn, and fun too, but annoying sometimes😒" "youre literally just like your father but as a girl,, stubborn, charming, ignorant, brave.. And you even have the same facial feaures." "Soft girl vibes" "VOODOO DOLL SELLER IKAW"

And for my hobbies.. I have a lot tbh LEMME JUST-

Astronomy; stargazing.. IT GIVES ME SO MUCH PEACE OMG

Exploring; going to abandoned and apparently 'haunted' places brings me so much joy somehow

Dancing; practicing ballet but my friends drag me to learn the choreo of a kpop song😭

Singing; opera😻

Sports; BADMINTON, BASKETBALL, SOCCER, VOLLEYBALSLSMSJKAHSKXVJSDJ LOBVE THIS

Gaming; tbh i rarely do it anymore😭

Collecting; plushies, seashells, etc..

Art; SCULPTING, DIGITAL, TRADITIONAL, MUSIC, ETC. I CAN DO IT ALL OMGG

Thats all i think😔 I dont wanna waste ur time so thank you huhuu BYEE HAVE A GREAT YEAR MWAMWA

-lav hoshii

Hello and thank you for your request! Honestly I had a lot of fun reading over this and I believe I have just the guy for you so here we go!

I match you with.......

Floyd Leech

🦐 You two bounce off of each other so freaking much that it is insane. At this point, you're the most interesting person in his life and he isn't planning on letting you go ANY time soon and that's a fact.

🦐 Floyd is someone who butts heads with a lot of people, and I mean, a LOT of people. He's not one to shy away from a fight, even in those ones where he is clearly out numbered. It's more fun for him. But what he really loves is how you patch him up after each and every one. Sure, you badger him about all of these fights, but it's only because you care about him, and as you place a kiss to each wrap and bandaid, he can only hopelessly grin at you...... he is smitten.

🦐 Your memory isn't the best, and while Floyd seems like the aloof type, he is actually very smart, very perceptive, and has an excellent memory. He will remember anything you can't and it greatly comes in handy when needed.

🦐 Being with Floyd, also means you will be seeing a lot of Jade. Sorry, they're a two for one package deal (Azul's words). And while his twin was highly skeptical of you at first (when is he not skeptical of someone?), just seeing you with Floyd, and all the shenanigans you both get up too and how you always take care of him, you're basically family now at this point.

🦐 He is in the basketball club! Which is perfect for you! You love basketball and you two have player 1v1 quite a lot. Just be careful, because he can and WILL get competitive. Also, if you wear his jersey to his games, he has this derpy smile the entire time and will be showing off just for you. He turns into an absolute beast on the court. You're now the good luck charm of the NRC basketball team and Ace and Jamil always make sure you're there.

🦐 He finds out early on in the relationship about your habit of collecting sea shells. Now, because of him that collection has expanded a great amount. Look, you're dating a merman, he can and will be going under the water to gather the best and biggest shells thay he can find for your ccollection. But your personal favorite is a little cream colored chipped clam shell. He brought that one back after finding it randomly on a walk and it is now the most cherished one in the collection.

🦐 The way your mood fluctuates matches how his does, and while it annoyed him at first (like, is this how Jade and Azul feel when his does that?), he was able to quickly find out what can set you off or change your mood and is able to quickly adjust accordingly. Though he will admit that you look pretty hot when you get angry and tackle someone twice your size.

🦐 He would absolutely love to go exploring with you. It can be boring, it can be dangerous, so much could happen that you just don't know and that's what makes it exciting! If you ever get bored of looking at the supposedly haunted houses, he'll happily supply a breathing potion and he can show you some really cool shipwrecks!

🦐 Overall, a relationship with the reckless eel with legs is nothing short of an adventure. You know you'll never be bored, he loves how considerate you are with him and how you take care of him. And Azul and Jade are beyond thankful that you can actually get him to focus on his work, only if you're there, though 😅

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[nightofthelivingdollsofalbion]

Explain Dolls Of New Albion as if I'm a small child, pls?

DoNA is a steampunk musical and it's so epic! I'm gonna do a quick explanation of each act. The story is told in 4 acts, though the total runtime is about an hour and a half

Spoilers ahead so I'm adding a cut

~Devon

Act 1: Annabel (epic pog scientist except the part where she was stealing corpses tho that is very funny objectively) has a big ol crush on this guy named Jasper (who winds up marrying someone else, side note Jasper is canonically bi). Jasper dies unexpectedly and Annabel kinda sees this as her Chance bc thru her experiments, she's figured out how to bring people back from the dead. So she brings him back, in true steampunk fashion, as a funky lil automaton called a Doll. He hates this though and when the delusion wears off she essentially mercy kills him again

Act 2: Annabel later remarried and had a son, but she died when he was young. This act follows her son Edgar. His fiance Fay dumps him for another man and he apparently cannot be normal about this. He winds up finding Annabel's notes on how to bring back the dead and he uses them to start a business of bringing people's loved ones back as Dolls. This REALLY takes off and my man gets RICH rich. He uses his new wealth and power to have Fay's new man Absolutely Ruined. Just destroys this man's life. Then he brings back Jasper again (actual alive person Jasper was Fay's dad it turns out) and uses this to blackmail Fay into marrying him

Act 3: These two have a son named Byron, who is (canonically) the gayest man to ever live istg and act 3 follows him. Byron is absolutely hopelessly in love with Jasper and honestly? Love this for him. This man starts an entire religious and political movement (Voodoopunk) bc of his love for Jasper AND PEOPLE SUBSCRIBE TO IT. He does try running Jasper for mayor funny enough and almost wins. However, he let Jasper speak for himself once and Jasper communicates via a song he made that is so sad and pretty and also just Hits. One of the other Voodoopunk acolytes, Amelia, hears this song and uses the lyrics in her suicide note when she kills herself (bc of her abusive father). A lot of ppl misread this as the Dolls causing her to kill herself tho and they absolutely Riot. It doesn't help that all the Dolls keep playing Jasper's song either. All the Dolls are getting destroyed but Byron manages to save Jasper in time and hides him away

Act 4: Byron gets himself a lil trophy wife for political reasons and they have a daughter, Priscilla. Act 4 follows her. Since the riots occurred, New Albion has become a police state ruled by military. Anyone with any tokens of the dead will be executed if found, and said tokens destroyed. Priscilla and Jasper stay hidden away for this reason. Jasper has by this point learned to communicate normally and he does explain to Priscilla at one point that he never wanted to be brought back from the dead in the first place, and he just wants to be at peace. She feels it would be cruel to make him continue suffering just so she can live, so she reports herself to the police. They come, and both she and Jasper are killed. One of the soliders (our beloved Soldier 7285) sees this as the truest act of love and can't understand why something so pure is seen as a crime punishable by death. The musical ends with him promising to essentially tear down the government from the inside

#I must mention I do not view the dolls as actually the people they are supposed to be for very complex reasons #also I'm sorry this is so long but you also would not believe how much I left out #asks #dona #dolls of new albion

[honeybeewhereartthee]

Crystal Hearts

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»»————-　i love candies　————-««

"Look MC, a cute doll." Aira pointer out a doll in the store. You stared at it and to aira with a tilt of your head.

"I guess... " Your not That interested in dolls. They reminded you of something cruel.

"Ehh?! MCchi don't like dolls anymore? And you were so obsess with them, your particularly throwing your life away for dolls." Aira commented with his emerald eyes glowing in possession.

"Oh... It's Air-pyon." You realize aira having his moment again. "Air-pyon don't find the dollmaker yet?" You ask in wonder as you nom a candy, kohaku who listen in wonder why your calling your friend with another nickname.

"Gahhh... I forget about this... " Air-pyon nodded as he realize he blow his cover up. "Yes we don't find the dollmaker yet..." He nodded.

"That sound depressing." You mumble as you look around, as if observing the surrounding.

"Air-pyon should wake up from this astral dreaming of yours. Don't visit this world for couple of dreams... Actually don't use that ability of yours or else something dare would happened to your dollmaker." You instructed him which made him confuse.

" Beside you already did something stupid years ago, now ai-ai going through the consequences of gaining a soul." You express and air-pyon can't help but be guilty.

"But I don't regret it. I will help you! I will help you like you helped me!" Air-pyon interjected. "Ai-ai felt the same too!" he added.

"Thank you. But pls wake up." You smile before you point his chest, causing him to faint and your able to catch him. Aira is back to normal at last.

"...I swear I'm not crazy." You quickly says as you saw the look of Kohaku giving you.

"MC-Han. I don't even say anything."(kohaku)

"Oh."

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" Do you wanna know more about me?" You suddenly ask as the three of you, with you carrying aira on a Peggy back ride. And kohaku who's walking right beside you, toward your apartment.

"Kokoko. if you wanna share. Then I won't mind." He smile to you, feeling so secure and comfortable at your presence even so you and him barely know each other. But it felt like, you and him. Knows each other since forever.

"oh... That's right. Maybe I will change a fact in this turn." You mumble. "maybe it will stop [ it ] to befall you. " Your voice drop as you remember something.

" Gahh. Aira getting heavy..." You suddenly complain as your arms are getting tired.

" Kokoko, let me help you out." Kohaku takes aira away from you to carry him, himself as the two of you approach a lake side, viewing the beautiful sunset. The three of you went to seat to a chair to rest a bit. With aira sleeping soundly in your laps.

"I... I was put to a deep slumber. To postpone a tragedy, the very moment I was born. Because they believe if I was put to a deep sleep for a long time, Enough time to think of a plan to stop [ it ] it would solve all the problem... But sometimes, no one can escape such fate, a predestine one at that. "I do learn about stuff by traveling the world through a dream, watching the world's goes through the years I slept..." In a deep thoughts, you remember the past.

"... There's a consequence of waking you up?" The young dark fae seems too smart and easy to catch on the truck. Like always.

"Hmm. But it's not airas fault. No one can stop it." You chuckle hopelessly. " Aira gain a soul... It's my gift. " You added. " It's also a curse. "

Tears slowly falls from your eyes.

" If... There's someone at fault... It be mine... "You quickly wipe your tears before it would fall down to the sleeping aira.

" MC-han...

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" If someone dares to blame you for existing. I would eliminate them! As your h-husband... I would protect you!" A mirage or an illusion. You saw another kohaku who's wounded and slowly pixelize saying the same words.

But that kohaku have a red crystalized heart that slowly crumbing away as marking of chaos trying to crumble his existence away to nothing.

"Because I..." He was about to say something more but he saw the look in your eyes.

"I..."

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"NOOOO!!"

You were shaken as you snap out of your trance as the usual kohaku who have his crystalized heart in it's usual peach color, which made you sigh in relief yet it still made you panic.

"MC-HAN!?" the dark fae was surprised by your scream as you start to shake up as fear surrounded you and shaking like a leaf. Even aira is awaken by it.

"Ehh!?! MCchi?! What's wrong?!" He quickly ask as he wipe his drool from sleeping too soundly.

"Nonononononononononoooooo..." You suddenly have a panic attack as memories start to mix with reality. "Nonoo... Its my fault.. it's myfaultitsmyfault..." You cried as others start to shake you, to make you snap out of it. Because kohaku words trigger a panic attack.

"Ohgottohgott!" You whimper as the two try to calm you down.

"Oh shit. Here have some candies!" aira search for your magi candy and particularly shove them to your mouth in a frenzy. You slowly calm down when Aira is force to give you, your secret stash of noir magi candies.

"Geez... What did you say, kohakuchi..." Aira look at kohaku who felt bad. but he dont know which part of his words cause you to have a panic attack.

"I don't say anything bad love-han." Kohaku sigh as he look at you who's sleeping soundly now.

"Oohohohohoooo. whats this???" Aira suddenly saw something interesting. "You like MCchi?" He seems to notice the change in the color of Kohaku crystalized heart. Kohaku blush and cover his chest but cannot hide something so open for all fae to see. "S-shh... S-so w-what..." He mumble.

"Ahaha. I guess I know what happened to MCchi. MC have 'allergic' reaction to love." Aira commented. The dark fae raise a brow at his words.

" I don't know much about it ok? So don't quote me in this. But sometime ago. MCchi would have a very odd reaction everytime someone says 'i love you' or Love to them. They would scream like a banshee and would lock themselves in their room. It was funny at first before it gotten worse... Ah this is the worse reaction to be honest..."

Aira thought about it as he look at your sleeping form, the sunset and to kohaku.

"love can be express through actions. So don't give up. Kohakuchi." He added.

"...." Kohaku blushes as he cover his face. "I see... I thought love-han would tells me off for being emotional and easily attach." He added.

"oh~? It's fine! I understand it! I too feel the same. That's why...

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"I'm willing to go through it again, just so they won't parish as they are fated."

That moment kohaku saw a rare view of aira- and your heart but it's pure white but stigma of hearts and feathers embed it.

The sunset behind aira and his glowing emerald green eyes that glows in all knowing and pain, a familiar golden ring appear on his iris.

Sentient Aira Shiratori of this au-- the stigma of heart have fully awaken.

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"Oh. So your my love rival then. Kokoko." Chuckle as he look aira with a soft smile. " Rival? Ahaha. It's better if we're companion in the same lead... As the greater force is our rival." Aira added with a grin.

The day become night and chaos have began to take root..

»»————-　note　————-««

(1) Ai-Ai [ Stigma of Heart / Crystal Hearts AU]

(2) Air-pyon (context: free as the wind) MDD AU

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[cyhyr]

S & T & U PLS

S: Any fandom tropes you can't resist?

SO MANY, I'm sure. But now that you've put me on the spot, the only one that comes to mind is the One Where They Are Both Hopelessly Devoted To Each Other. Oh, and The Look, the heart eyes, the "you hung the moon and the stars and yet you wake up in my bed in the morning how did I get so lucky" look. Those tropes. Love that shit.

T: Any fandom tropes you can't stand?

I don't know if this counts for a trope. But I hate coffee shop/flower shop/modern day slice of life AUs. I can't even really explain it. But they're just so... I live the modern day slice of life, y'know? I don't wanna read about it.

U: Share three of your favourite fic writers and why you like them so much.

umm... I can totally do this. Three of my fav writers and why I like them. Let's go!

@mandapandabug20 because she is sweet and kind and a great creative. @outstorm is an amazing person and the best beta reader ever @lycorogue for being a great cheerleader even when she neither ships my pairing(s) or even is in the fandom at all Is that what the question was asking? Probably not but like, whatever. These people are all awesome and there are many other awesome people out there so it is always hard to pick just three and whyyy is it always three??

Ask me things!

#ask game response

[mianmimi]

I feel that anyone who's watched MoM and still cares about these characters is in it too deep haha. If a movie as absurdly awful as MoM couldn't sink this ship or your love for the characters, then nothing will. We got -1 respect and -10 lore and we made amazing fanon with it. At this point there's like five highly unlikely things that could set me free from this hyperfixation and one of them is Ben Cumberbatch and Chiwetel playing lovers in a completely unrelated movie. Kiss and free me pls ;w;

I think we truly weathered the worst of it this time *crosses fingers* And that it’ll on get better from here. I still really love the characters and plot lines that were started in the first DS movie, and being hopelessly hopeful I still cling to the idea that it can be salvaged.

Also it’s pretty funny and ironic to me that while MoM didn’t do anything with the OG Strordo at all, besides saying they were killing each other off screen 😑, it didn’t kill strordo. If anything strordo found new life so to speak in all the headcanons and fanon for 838 strordo. It was like a sweetly bizarre, little reboot for the pairing. I feel like I projected a lot of what I hoped for strordo into the 838 versions. Stephen being Supreme with Mordo faithfully at his side 🥺♥️

And YES. I would absolutely love to see Benedict Cumberbatch and Chiwetel playing a couple in a whole new movie. I’m a little saddened by how often gay storylines have heavy, sad themes in them. So just to counter that I want them to be a couple in a very lighthearted, sweet movie. Maybe they’re on the verge of a breakup but their kid is graduating college so they decide to take a roadtrip together and BAM hijinx ensue and they have this crazy adventure where they fall in love all over again while finally working out their issues.

Or they could do a remake of one of my favorite movies where drunk strangers get married, sober up, and need to file an annulment asap. However in trying to end their impulsive marriage they discover wait a second….are we actually good for each other? 🤣

I just want them in a movie that’s very fun and sweet 🥰 With lots of significant glances and of course a little sexiness there too. Let them be sexy!

#doctor strange #stephen strange #karl mordo #strordo #ask and answer #thank you nonny