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just-a-drawing-bean · 7 months

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Felt like practicing biblically accurate Sun, he's so silly <3

#this made me really realize how small his torso is #long armed mfer #we love him #biblically accurate sun #sun fnaf #sundrop #fnaf #security breach #bean art

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xxsunoosprincess · 2 months

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Enhypen’s Favorite Positions (OT6)

How Enhypen likes to fuck you.

pairings: Enhypen legal line x reader

warnings: 18+, minors dni, fem!reader for Jay and Sunghoon, otherwise gender neutral!reader, light spanking, mentions of masturbation, overstim, and roughish sex.

Heeseung’s Favorite Position: Spooning

There is something so intimate about this position, it genuinely makes him feral. Beware anytime y’all are spooning. It doesn’t matter if it’s on the couch, the bed, hell, even during movie night with his band mates: the moment he has your ass pressed back against him he is bricked up. Maybe it’s the size difference? He doesn’t know. All he knows is that during those late nights on tour when he’s is alone in his hotel room, his mind immediately goes to wrapping his arm around your waist as he drives his cock into you from behind!! <3

Jay’s Favorite Position: Lotus

You guys never intentionally end up in this position, but more often than not, it makes its appearance in your night. Pulled into his lap, you can feel his thick cock so so deep! As soon as you throw your head back in pleasure, he’s mouthing at your tits. Sucking, biting, groping, all of the above… you can hardly fault him for the way his hips jerk up and he forces himself deeper. Boob lover Jay agenda in full force. He just loves seeing your face contort in pleasure, so this is perfect for my little romantic.

Jake’s Favorite Position: Reverse Cowgirl

Has Jake ever seen a more beautiful sight than your ass bouncing on his lap? No. Literally never. Doesn’t matter how often he sees it, he lets out a pleased sigh every time. Reclined back against the headboard, hands behind his head. This must be paradise. He loves seeing the handprints he leaves behind on your cheeks. And he’s just so loud! Moaning and whining… ugh how dreamy. He tries to be gentle, he really does, but he can only let you take charge for so long before things take their inevitable course. Rough grip on your waist as he fucks up into you, letting out those pretty moans all the while.

Sunghoon’s Favorite Position: Missionary

I am here to take down the rough dom Sunghoon agenda. This bastard is so soft for you it isn’t funny. Expect tender touches to your face, deep kissing, and some dirty praise while he bullies his cock into you. “Sweet girl takes me so well” type mfer. I’m sure of it. I really do think he is another romantic… still exploring himself and a little shy about it >_< !! He gets a little flustered when you mention try to talk about your sex life with him so be gentle… doesn’t mean he isn’t going to lay the best pipe of your life. I know this might be a controversial take but it’s MY TRUTH.

Sunoo’s Favorite Position: Mating Press

I think Sunoo is another one that is really soft and tender during sex. It’s the skin-to-skin contact, the sloppy kisses, and dry humping that screams “I want you so so bad!!” that gets his cock filling out in his pants (He has the prettiest cock ever but that’s a story for another time). That’s why I chose a mating press for him… when he is rutting into you and you wrap your legs around his waist or he has you near folded in half he has to fight cumming instantly.

Jungwon’s Favorite Position: Cowgirl

Hehehehe this made me smile. Just imagine him squirming and whimpering as you ride him. Actual art. So whiny and needy. Tells you how much he loves you over and over as he moves his hips with yours. Be gentle because he gets pussy drunk soooo easily. Mind goes blank and probably overstimulates both of you until you are both in tears. Loves when you lay on top of him as you catch your breath together, loves taking care of you. Declaring him the king of aftercare.

END.

Author’s note: Just a short lil thing to test formatting on mobile! Hope y’all enjoy. xx - princess

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galaxysgal · 5 months

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𝐢 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 || 𝐥𝐢𝐩 𝐠𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐫

pairing: lip gallagher x fem!reader

summary: just lip being a cute bf + debbie and ian being little shits

warnings: lowercase on purpose. poorly written tbh. swearing but y’all know how it is. heavily unedited. gen said yolo so i’m posting

A/N: i’ve been on hiatus for god knows how long but my roommate and i started watching shameless and i can’t get this mfer out of my head. things w school and life are hard rn so i just wrote this comfy cozy little thing in my notes app. yolo asf.

wordcount: probably like 500 or less idk i wrote it in my notes app at 1am

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you’re nestled in lip’s arms, high up on his rickety top bunk. somewhere between finishing your nails and kissing until you could barely breathe, you had fallen asleep right against his chest.

you stirred now, your cozy world interrupted a squeaky little voice. “are you in love with her?” debbie questions.

lip shushes his sister, “be quiet, she’s sleeping.”

you were wide awake now, but much too comfortable to move and make that little fact known. plus, you wanted to hear his answer.

“i asked you a question dummy. are you in love with her?”

lip stutters, “i-i dunno. i really like her, okay?”

you’re satisfied with that answer. “in love” was a little too much too quick. but “really like” was something that made you feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

“what d’ya like about her?” ian presses.

you can practically hear the gears turning in lip’s head as his siblings impatiently await a response.

“she’s- i dunno, she’s pretty?” lip replies. you hold back a scowl, annoyed at him for not having a better answer.

“yeah, great rack,” debbie comments.

“jesus, deb!” lip’s head falls back in frustration, one hand coming to cradle your head as not to wake you with the sudden motion.

“cut the shit lip,” ian interrupts. “tell us what you really think.”

you hold your breath as you wait for his response. his lips brush your hairline before he sighs. “she’s sweet, yeah? real kind.”

“a real woman of the people,” ian snorts, “princess diana type.” then “ow!” as you hear debbie shove him.

“and- and she’s real smart, too,” lip continues. “really, really fuckin’ smart. an’ she works hard. she just tires herself out sometimes.”

he strokes your hair gently, pressing a few more fleeting kisses to your forehead.

“you’re so whipped.”

you hear debbie shove her brother again, and this time ian fights back, the two making a ruckus as they push each other back and forth.

“come on guys, out. now.” lip orders his siblings around with that same stern voice you’ve heard plenty of times before.

debbie pouts. “but-“

“no buts. go on, she’s fuckin’ sleepin’ in here an’ you’re gonna wake her up. fuck off.”

“we were just-“

“fuck. off.”

“jesus,” you can practically hear ian roll his eyes. “alright, alright. we’re going.”

debbie yells for fiona as the two shuffle out of the room, not bothering to close the door behind them.

you smirk to yourself as lip groans above you, showing your cards. “you’re awake?”

you peer up at him through your lashes, a smirk planted on your lips that he’s just dying to kiss off. “can’t believe your little sister said i have a great rack,” you whisper.

lip laughs, loud and genuine. “yeah, she’s been stuffing fi’s old training bras. growin’ up an’ shit. i don’t like it.”

you’re quiet for a moment, admiring him. you know how important those kids are to him. he’d do just about anything for them, including the minor crimes you find him tangled up in on a weekly basis. he loves them like they’re his own kids, which honestly they kind of are. they may shove each other around, curse each other out, yell and scream at the top of their lungs, but at the end of the day lip has been more of a father to his siblings than frank ever was.

“you really meant all that?” you ask.

lip looks down at you, his blue eyes soft in the dim light. “yeah. yeah, i did. meant every word.”

you smile, leaning up to place a solid kiss on his lips. “for what it’s worth,” you murmur, “i really like you too.”

#shameless #lip gallagher x reader #lip gallagher x you #lip gallagher x y/n #lip gallagher fluff #lip gallagher #shameless fanfiction #idek how to tag anymore i’ve lost my tumblr interface memory and abilities #sos.#mags writes

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rubiehart · 2 months

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Heyyy girly 🩷 just wanna say that jj is the type of fucker that doesn't give 2 shits about you being on your period when it comes to sex or if u bleed on his bed by accident.

Mfer is not ashamed to have a little blood on his sword as they say.

He's also the sweetest boy ever when it comes to taking care of u while on your period.

him coming in with snacks a hot water bottle that you requested and sitting down on the bed next to you with a smirk, knowing he’s up to something you raise your eyebrows. “what?” he grins at you, you know him too well. “well.. i heard cummin’ helps work cramps. and, y’know..” he signals to his crotch and you’re shocked to see a tent in his sweatpants.

you chuckle to yourself, gesturing to yourself and rolling your eyes. “this turns you on? i’m a mess.” he shakes his head with a pout and stokes up your leg. “you kiddin’? you look so pretty. trust me. ‘kay?” he winks, starting to travel down your body. after realising he’s serious you freeze up. “um- you do realise i’m bleeding from my pussy?”

the bluntness and stupidity of the question makes him laugh into the meat of your thigh. “well, yeah. tell you what, a true soldier isn’t afraid to get blood on their sword.. or whatever they say.” he dismisses it and he traces shapes along your stomach with his pointer finger, sensing your hesitation he looks up at you with puppy eyes. “sooo.. is that a yes?” you smile softly and nod. “yeah.”

“that’s my girl.” he grins, pulling your shorts down and unbuttoning his own, lining his dick up with your clenching pussy and pushing in, legs over his shoulders as you grip the sheets. you can hear the squelch of your pussy as he thrusts in out, cursing under his breath about how good you feel, clenching hard around him as you writhe against the mattress.

you cum fast and jj follows shortly after, quickly getting self conscious about the mess you made and pulling your legs up to your chest, little pout on your face as you eye the bloodstain uneasily, he sees your anxiety and pulls himself together, taking you into his arms, stroking your hair gently. “hey ‘s all good lil mama. did so good for me, yeah?” he smiles, kissing your forehead gently. “can always change the bedsheets, just as long as you feel better. ‘s all that matters, sugar.”

he runs you a warm bath and washes your hair for you, scrubs your body and changes the sheets while you’re in the bath, you have to help him with the duvet cover when you get out cuz he can’t figure out the buttons, but it’s the thought that counts. you snuggle with a hot water bottle pressed between the two of you as you watch tv, feeling content for once on your period.

#jj maybank blurbs #anon ꨄ︎*#jj maybank #outer banks #jj maybank smut #jj maybank x reader #jj obx #jj maybank blurb #obx #jj maybank obx #jj maybank outer banks #jj x reader #jj maybank headcanon

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preeningpisces · 1 month

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Toji NSFW Headcanons

Lemme know if you want me to elaborate/write something about any of these 🖤

18+ Content below, mdni, implied chubby f!reader

✦ Controversial, but I don’t see Toji as a hard daddy dom sadist. Toji sleeps on women’s couches through seduction, which to me suggests that Toji knows how to make a woman comfortable enough to let him not only fuck her, but BUM on her couch. When he’s in secure-a-couch mode he’s very charming in a nonchalant cool guy kind of way; the type that makes you secretly want to impress them

✦ He’s observant, and usually has a good guess as to what someone likes off first impressions alone—most of the time, he’s spot on too. He can absolutely be the hard dom, but he can also be a smooth talking, slow paced partner as well

✦ That stuff doesn’t really make a difference to him, tbh. Believes “even bad sex is good sex” & doesn’t have strong preferences. At the end of the day, as long as he gets to cum & get his ego stroked bc he blew his partner away, he’s satisfied

✦ He has no qualm with you taking the lead - this mfer the type to lean back against the headboard with his arms folded behind his head, and a cocky smile like he’s ready for a show

✦ He’s prideful tho, so I don’t think he’d be ok with being extremely submissive - he’ll relent to a certain degree, but you’re not going to get much begging beyond a simple ‘please’ or two

✦ If he’s tryin to couchsurf you bet your ass he’s all about your pleasure LOL - in normal circumstances, he definitely prefers the focus to be equal

✦ TBH when he’s genuinely feeling a romantic connection he doesn’t immediately have sex. Since sex has been a tool he uses, he has no desire to rush things with you. The waiting makes it more special for him—he’d die before admitting that though. Go to therapy bitch

✦ Very very skilled, that much is obvious, and he loves to show it off. The king of “you’ve never come from head?” and then making you see stars, and come so hard it almost hurts

✦ Loves coming on your face—stick your tongue out, and give him a pretty smile. He might just get hard again

✦ One of those dudes that’s obsessed with the physics of things. Like smacking your ass just to see it jiggle, or grabbing it and jiggling it with his hands. He’ll squeeze your lower belly pooch and use it as leverage, rolling his eyes when you bat his hand away or get embarrassed

✦ NGL I see him loving older women. My heart just tells me. They usually have nicer couches for him to sleep on, maybe even a guest room (which makes him bust right off the bat), and are typically more of a challenge. He needs a sugar momma. Thinks it’s especially hot when an older woman calls him daddy

✦ He’s a fucking asshole, and has an infidelity kink; loves being the married woman’s side piece, and loves being present when the husband finds out even more

✦ He’s secretly messy as hell, I just know he loves gossip & pretends he doesn’t. Loves trashy reality tv but acts like it’s stupid. I see you Toji Fushiguro

✦ Changes positions often, honestly he just likes to flex how strong he is. It don’t matter how big you are, you are getting full Nelson’d, fucked against the wall, thrown over his shoulder, etc. Especially likes doing this with heavier ppl because they don’t think he can, so he’s gotta prove them wrong

#toji smut #toji x reader #jjk smut #toji x you #toji x y/n #toji x chubby reader #chubby reader #dreams of toji ☁︎#headcanons ☽#toji headcanons #dreams ☽#wet dreams ☽

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chxrrydrxp · 2 months

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Hello hello hellooo! Always wonderful to see another Jason Todd writer in this world, I love this man so much. I’m a bit new to your blog, so I…the idea of getting to come home to Jason on the rare occasion that he’s not out on a mission or patrolling. I know that man is the snuggliest mfer alive and getting to just collapse ontop of him after a long ass day and hear him grunt under you and curl his arms behind your back. Augh. AUGH. Please. I need this man in every possible way 😭

You can write something if you like but just the idea alone is so nice to think about. I need that man carnally but also I need him softly and to giggle tiredly in his chest.

ugh I needed this so badly. this bipolar ass weather has got me in shambles, and I require some comfort.

hope you like it 🤭🤭

(I'm getting to my asks yall just hang in there 💅🏾)

(gender-neutral reader x Jason Todd, fluffy comfort)

word count: 511

Harsh winds blew past your face, causing your nose to burn. This had to be the roughest winter in Gotham’s history. You'd just barely made it to the apartment door, and began clumsily fumbling for your ice-cold keys. your purse snapped open, releasing all your belongings with pop.

“Fuuuuck me.”

A shivering arm reached down for the belongings, scooping them up into frozen hands.

You stuffed them back in your purse and once again fumbled for your keys. Another gust of wind blew aggressively while burning your face, causing curses to fall out of your mouth.

After many vain attempts, you finally managed to get the key into the lock while the coldness burned at your fingertips. click!

“Fina-fucking-lly.”

You swung the door open, throwing yourself inside and shutting the door. You leaned back on the door, trying desperately to alleviate your frozen fingers. The only thing that could make your day worse was the fact you knew Jason would usually be on patrol tonight, and wouldn't be here to warm you up.

You untied your snow boots, and hung your jacket up reluctantly. The apartment was actually warmer than you expected. Jason must've accidently left the heater on when you left.

You opened the door to your room, and found him lying on his stomach with a pillow over his head.

“About time, baby.” His groggy voice sent butterflies to your stomach.

A relieved smile crept on your lips and you practically leaped on the bed. “You're home? Hours early?” Jason turned over onto his back, with his hands tucked behind his head. “Ya don't seem too happy, i'm just taking a little day off ” he teased, poking at your cheek. “I'm more than happy, but what happened to ‘crime has no days off’?” You questioned, changing into a shirt and sweats. “I could go now if you want me to.” You rolled your eyes at him, picking up a pillow and playfully smothering him with it.

“Asshole.”

“C'mere,” he motioned, holding his arms out for you. You sighed contently, climbing into his open arms, and feeling the warmth of his hands clasped around your back.

You dug your nose into his neck, inhaling his musky scent and familiar body wash. “Smells so good.” He let out a breathy laugh and rubbed up and down your back.

His hands moved up to your hair, stroking it softly, then down to your cheek, making you lift your head up slightly. He took this opportunity to press his lips to yours, humming.

“I missed you.”

You smiled, leaning back to kiss him, but he had other plans. He flipped you over so your back was pressed into the mattress and he was laying on you partially. He snuggled his head into your warm chest, wrapping his strong arms around your waist.

“Hmm..this is…better,” he hummed. You grinned, surprised at his clinginess. You hugged your arms around his head and ruffled his hair a bit.

Your heart raced, and you were sure he could feel it, feeling him smile against your chest.

#jason todd x reader #ceri drabbles #jason todd #ceris asks #red hood x reader #dc red hood #just realized many of my fics start off by talking about the weather???#i felt so warm writing this

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novosg · 1 year

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When you randomly rest your hand on their d!ck

Ft: Zoro, Sanji, blackfem!reader

Woke up with this idea so now we here

First time writing something like this so hope it’s okay

Sanji

Nearly loses his mind

No, like, he actually spasms when you touch him.

It was after dinner when y’all had cleaned the last of the dishes and you decided to make your move.

He kinda just…stares at your hand for a moment before realizing exactly what you’re doing and loses it.

His print looked amazing in his slacks-you just couldn’t help yourself tbh.

He’s certainly not complaining though, and that becomes apparent very soon from the rising tent in his pants.

Sanji quickly jerked back from your soft touch, a blush quickly rising to his face. He was never one to turn down your affections (never), but to say you had caught him off guard would be an understatement.

You, on the other hand, couldn’t be more amused. Giggling softly, you reached out and wrapped your arms around his waist, pulling him close as you peered up at him innocently, despite feeling his hard-on pressing against your leg.

“What’s wrong, pretty boy?” You asked, and Sanji could practically feel his brain short circuit at the compliment and your tone before stammering out-

“N-nothing, my love! It’s just you-do you really-?”

“Want you? Yeah,” you replied, dragging one of your hands down his chest before palming his clothed cock once more.

Sanji hissed as he felt your hand on him once more before letting out a shuddery breath. It was as if a switch had flipped inside your prince and barely a second had passed before he was pulling you flush against him and attaching his lips to yours with a groan.

Y’all didn’t leave the kitchen for a while after that.

Zoro

Mfer nearly jumps out of his skin when he feels your hand land on his crotch under the table.

Tries to give you that “look” of his that he mainly only pulls when you’re testing his patience, but gives up when you refuse to look away from Nami, who you’re currently chatting with.

As much as he doesn’t mind the other times when you do something like this, it’s different when you’re both around the crew and he’s now gotta fight the blush stinging his cheeks and ears.

Makes sure to corner you about it later, though.

“You think you’re so funny, huh?” He grumbles in your ear once lunch is over with and the two of you are now leaned against the railing of the Sunny with his chest against your back and hands on your waist.

“Maybe. What are you trying to say?” You grin up at him and he scoffs, not playing into your little ‘innocent’ act.

“You know. That stunt you pulled during lunch.”

“Ohh, that. I wasn’t tryna be funny, Zo. Just wanted to see how you’d react.”

“Whatever. You’re gonna get it later, y’know,” he huffs and you only smile, his threat sounding more like a future reward for you.

“Good thing I have tonight’s watch then,” comes your quick reply and Zoro can’t fight back the grin that splits his lips as he chuckles and ducks his head-pressing a kiss to your neck. Despite his annoyed visage, he can’t deny how much he loves you and your antics.

Especially when it pays off for both of you in the long run.

#one piece fanfiction #zoro imagine #zoro x reader #zoro x you #sanji x reader #sanji imagine #sanji x you #vinsmoke sanji #roronoa zoro

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hogwartslegacyreactions2 · 15 days

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Hi!! I absolutely LOVE your writing, you do such an amazing job!! I was wondering, if you have the time and are taking requests, could you do how each character cuddles with MC? Can be platonic or romantic, and I was wondering if you could also add professors. Thank you so much, I hope it's not to much to ask!! Have a great day/night!!❤️

A/N: romantic cuddling for the friends, platonic cuddle/hugs for the professors :3

HLC CUDDLE HEADCANNONS

SEBASTIAN SALLOW: This boy is a snake. Full body wrapped around MC like a python. He won't let go easily, either. But he's warm and gives many kisses, so the entrapment is worth it.

OMINIS GAUNT: Physical touch has rarely led to good things in his life so MC will need to be patient with him. Once their relationship is to the point that he feels safe with them, he cuddles with his hands constantly mapping their body. He will have every part of them committed to memory.

ANNE SALLOW: She likes laying on top of them with her face on their chest. She finds their heartbeat soothing. She also likes hearing it speed up when she's feeling cheeky.

IMELDA REYES: Physical touch isn't one of her love languages, so she doesn't go out of her way to cuddle them. She doesn't reject it, She finds MC's affection cute, but she'll be reading or messing with her wand while she lays there with MC attached.

NATSAI ONAI: She is the big spoon. She must protecc. She whispers all sorts of sweet nothing's while she's holding them and gives little neck kisses.

GARRETH WEASLEY: Cuddling him is dangerous because MC never knows what he'll do. This goof can't help but make MC laugh. He loves hearing it. He'll boop their nose, lick their face, even tickle them for a reaction.

LEANDER PREWETT: Long boi with long limbs. MC is tangled in him with little hope of getting away. He has quite the wingspan, so even if MC is on the other side of the bed, he can just casually reach over and yoink them to his side.

AMIT THAKKAR: Hope MC likes his voice, cause he's a talker. MC is his captive audience and he will go on and on and ON about just about anything. Mostly astronomical topics, but he goes off on tangents.

EVERETT CLOPTON: He's the little spoon. Doesn't matter how tall MC is compared to him. They could be the longest mfer or just a little backpack, he loves them either way. He feels held.

POPPY SWEETING: Smol. Turns into a ball like a little hedgehog. Might get lost in the cushions or blankets, so hold tight. Also a bit of a squirmer, sometimes struggles to get comfortable. She'll settle down eventually.

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ELEAZAR FIG: Dad. Hugs. Like, sit on the couch under his arm, dad hugs. Warm and comforting and loving. MC will likely fall asleep.

MATILDA WEASLEY: She's not too much of a hugger, but she won't deny one if MC asks. They'll be short but comforting.

CHIYO KOGAWA: She's not much of a hugger but if MC really needs one, she'll oblige. Might be a bit awkward, but she means well.

AESOP SHARP: MC will have to be strategic. First, gain his trust. That's the hard part. Second, catch him in a good mood. Third, MC must ask ONLY when no one else is around. His affection is very private. Fourth, (optional step) liquid luck.

ABRAHAM RONEN: Favorite Uncle vibes. Playful bear hugs that crush ribs and pick MC up off their feet. Best hugs for when MC needs a laugh.

MIRABEL GARLICK: Very much a hugger. MC can hold her as long as they need to. Let all their worries and stress melt away in her genuine embrace.

MUDIWA ONAI: She gives the best Mom hugs MC could ever experience. She'll go so far as to hug MC in her lap and rock them like a child, even if MC is tall.

BAI HOWIN: If MC needs affection, she suggests they seek out mooncalves or puffskiens.

DINAH HECAT: She is more affectionate than she lets on. If MC is stressed and needs a hug, she offers one without prompting.

CUTHBERT BINNS: He's a ghost. Move along.

SATYAVATI SHAH: She's not an affectionate person. MC will get more warmth from a glacier.

PHINEAS NIGELLUS BLACK: If MC knows what's good for them, they won't touch him. Ever.

#hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy professors #hl #sebastian sallow #ominis gaunt #anne sallow #imelda reyes #natsai onai #garreth weasley #leander prewett #amit thakkar #everett clopton #poppy sweeting #eleazar fig #aesop sharp

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masterofmunson · 2 years

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promises, promises (3)

Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader

Summary: Your boyfriend, Eddie Munson, accuses you of cheating on him due to your strange behavior. If only you could tell him you were hunting interdimensional monsters instead.

Word Count: 4.2k+

Warnings: language, mentions of sex, mentions of puking, murder, eddie is one charming, romantic mfer fr (yes, that’s a warning)

Author’s Note: Here’s part three! Sorry for the long wait. I was so busy this last week that I didn’t have time to get to writing until yesterday and I cranked it out in less than 24 hours (go me wtf!). Anyway, thank you all so much for the continued love and support on the story so far. As always, please let me know what you think with a comment/reblog/or an ask! Be sure to interact with content you consume!

You wake up to the sound of Eddie’s soft snores the following morning. His hands wrap protectively around your waist and you’re a mess of tangled limbs and sheets. Gently turning around to face him, you can’t help but stare at him. The pensive look Eddie had on his face for most of the night last night was gone. He looks rested and at ease.

The soft morning light filters through the curtains and falls over Eddie. The sight nearly takes your breath away. His curls fan out on the pillow and tickle your skin. The bruises you left across his neck and chest make your stomach tingle as your recall last night. The reds and purples jump out against his pale skin like they’re a fresh tattoo. You know you probably look the same with how often Eddie bit and sucked at your skin last night.

Eddie’s warmth fills the space between the sheets as you stare at him and enjoy his presence undisturbed. You gently lay a hand on the side of his face, brushing the hair out of his eyes and stroking his cheek. Eddie hums quietly a few moments later and pulls you closer. You smile and press a gentle kiss to his chin.

“We have to get up,” you whispered against his skin as you steal a glance at your watch. “It’s just past seven and we don’t know what time they’ll be back.”

Eddie groans and tightens his grip on you. He hides his face into the crock of your neck and kisses your skin. You giggle and gently card your fingers through his mess of curls. Eddie’s lips travel up your neck and across your cheeks. His hand settles on your cheek and squeezes it gently before reaching for you lips. You turn your head and squeal.

“I have morning breath!” you shouted in between giggles.

“Don’t care,” he mumbled, gently tugging on your chin and pulling your lips to his.

You grin against his mouth and his lips kiss your teeth. Eddie’s mouth moves slowly against yours and it sends tingles down your spine. His rough hands slide down your body and settle on your waist. Eddie’s fingers brush against your bare hips as he kissed you. His nose brushed against yours before his eyes open to meet yours. Eddie grinned and kissed your cheek.

“G’morning, princess.”

“Good morning, handsome.”

You gently push Eddie off you and swing your legs off the bed. Eddie pressed a gentle kiss to the center of your back before joining you in the bathroom. You slowly get dressed and get ready for the day. Eddie’s arms wrap around your torso and pull you into his chest as he loves on your neck. Your warm laughter fills the room and Eddie’s smile touches your skin.

You feel like you’re in a dream. This is what you imagined domestic life would be like with Eddie. You’ve always known he’s insatiable. Eddie kissed you with all the love and passion in the world. No one’s ever made you feel the way Eddie has. His touches linger and they’re always soft and gentle. You imagine your mornings would always be like this one.

You’re in the safety and warmth of your bed in Eddie’s protective embrace. Your naked bodies would be tangled in the sheets as you slept together. Like this morning, Eddie’s soft snores would rouse you from your slumber and you would stare at him and brush your fingers through his messy brown curls until he woke. You would complain about your morning breath when Eddie would try to kiss you good morning and he’d steal one anyway. Mornings are blissful and romantic and Eddie reminds you how much he loves you each time.

“You’re insatiable,” you whispered, turning your head to meet Eddie’s gaze.

He grins and gently holds you by the throat, kissing you deeply. Your stomach flutters at the feeling of Eddie’s ring-clad fingers resting against your throat. Although they were warm to the touch, it sent a shiver of want and desire down your spine. Eddie’s thumb holds your chin and your heart thumps wildly against your chest as he slips his tongue into your mouth.

A soft whine escapes your throat and you turn your body to meet his kiss with equal fervor. Eddie’s smile kisses your lips and the soft grip he has on your throat doesn’t waver. His hands slide down your body and greedily squeeze at your ass before lifting you up on to the bathroom counter. Your fingers tug on the shirt you brought him and bring him closer to you. Your legs wrap around his waist and Eddie’s hands rest against your thighs, squeezing them through the fabric of your jeans.

You tear your mouth from his and pant heavily, catching your breath. You rest a hand against Eddie’s chest to stop him from going in for more. His cheeks are a rosy pink and his lips are flushed from kissing you. You swallow hard and shake your head at him. “I know what you’re trying to do, Munson, and I won’t let you,” you panted.

Eddie quirks his head at you, pressing his thumb and pointer finger into his chin. “I have no idea what you’re talking about, sweetheart. I’m just loving and kissing on my beautiful, sexy, stunning girlfriend, whom I love very, very much,” he replied with a grin.

Your laugher echoes off the bathroom walls and you gently shove his face away from you. Eddie’s own laughter fills the room too. It was no secret that Eddie enjoyed riling you up. He loved how bashful and shy you got when he showered you with love, compliments, and affection. He adored you and wasn’t afraid to show it.

“Stooooop it, Eddie. You’re going to make me puke from all that cheese you’re spewing.”

“I only speak the truth, sweetheart.”

Eddie steals one more kiss before helping you off the bathroom counter. Zipping up your windbreaker and grabbing your duffle bag, you hurry down the steps to the main floor with Eddie trailing behind. You peer out the door before turning to your boyfriend. You rest your hands against his chest and brush a strand of hair out of his eyes.

“I’ll go out first,” you tell him, “I have to put this in my car and then I’ll run down to the boatshed with the food. I’ll crack the door open when it’s okay for you to follow.”

Eddie nods wordlessly and you press a sweet kiss to his cheek before opening the back door. You peer over the porch and look towards the country road that Reefer Rick’s house was built on. No cars were driving by. Running to your car, you unlock it quickly before tossing your duffle bag into the back seat. You don’t bother locking it and hurry down the small slope to the boatshed.

The door to the shed creeks open and you shut it completely and toss the grocery bags full of food on the table near the dock. You poke your head through the number of windows of the boatshed and out into the lake. The coast was clear.

Walking back over to the door, you open it just a crack so that Eddie knows that it’s safe to join you in the shed. Through the blurry glass window closest to the door, you watch Eddie open the back door of the house. He sprints down the hill and quickly opens the door to the shed, slipping inside. Eddie’s breathing hard and rests his back against the door. He brushes his hair out of his face with the back of his hand before taking two long strides towards you.

Eddie’s hands tug on your waist and pulls you into his chest. Your arms wrap around his shoulders as you held each other close. You gently rub your hand up and down Eddie’s back before resting it against the back of his head. Eddie takes long, deep breaths in order to calm down. Several minutes pass before you lean back just enough to get a good look at him. You rest a soft hand against Eddie’s face and he leans into your touch.

“You okay, Eds?” you asked softly, meeting his warm brown eyes with yours.

Eddie swallows hard and nods his head. “Yeah, yeah. I’m fine.”

Your eyes search his and you want to say more, but you relent for the time being. Eddie will come to you when he’s ready. He always does. You nod too and gently hold his chin between your fingers before pressing a slow, warm kiss to his lips. Taking him by the hand, you pull him along to the table near the docks where you left the food. Eddie sits down in the chair besides yours and opens up the box of Cheerios you brought yesterday and offers you the first handful.

You eat your handfuls of dry cereal in silence. You look out into Lover’s Lake and watch the geese float nearby. The sounds of the soft waves hit the dock and mix in with the rustling of the trees. Despite the ever-present chill that hung in the spring air, the sun was out and it was warm. It was a beautiful morning and you wish you had the opportunity to enjoy it.

Instead, you’re spending your spring break hiding your boyfriend from Hawkins Police. Eddie is wanted for a crime he didn’t commit and soon the town will be calling for his head. Although Eddie wore “the freak” badge with honor while he was at school, you know that it bothers him. Eddie is sweet and misunderstood. Eddie is kind and soft and gentle. Eddie is nerdy and a major flirt. He’s nothing what Jason, his friends, and the town make him out to be. If people just took the time to get to know him like you did last summer, they would see why it was so easy to fall in love with him.

Eddie’s charm is infectious. He knows exactly what to say to make you laugh. He takes you on adventures and coaxes you out of your comfort zone. He is your number one supporter. Eddie is your biggest cheerleader. Eddie is the best thing to happen to you.

Everything will work out, you’re sure of it. You helped save the world, not once, not twice, but three different times. You’ve slain interdimensional monsters with your best friends. Clearing Eddie’s name will be a walk in the park, especially because you’re not alone. Dustin and the kids will use their resourcefulness to get what you need and Robin and Steve will be there to watch over them. It’ll be fine.

You turn back and look at Eddie as he silently eats breakfast. His eyes find yours and he leans across the table to brush his thumb across your cheek. Had Eddie been staring at you the whole time? It makes your face flush with warmth. Eddie never hides his affections or desires from you. He loves you openly and completely and it makes your head spin if you think about it for too long.

You’ve never loved anyone the way you love Eddie. He doesn’t tease you when you ask questions about Dungeons and Dragons or the heavy metal bands he listens to. Although you didn’t understand D&D, Eddie took the time to teach you the basics and was incredibly patient with you when you got lost or confused. When Dustin, and then Erica, tried teaching you, they would get frustrated and stop trying to teach you when you couldn’t grasp certain aspects of the game.

But not Eddie. Never Eddie. He helped craft a character for you and even guided you through a session with Hellfire Club over winter break. He was sweet and gentle and kissed you every time you did something on your own that helped enhance the storyline.

Eddie doesn’t complain when you play more mainstream music in the car. He even has his own copies of Songs from the Big Chair by Tears for Fears and Voulez-Vous by ABBA in his car so that you didn’t have to bring yours every time he picked you up. He even sings along with you without asking.

You lean across the table and gently brush your fingers against Eddie’s cheek. He rests his forehead against yours and breathes you in as you leave kisses along his cheeks. You gently tilt his head and press a warm kiss to his mouth. “What are you thinking about?” you whispered against his lips.

Eddie holds your face between his hands and his nose brushes against yours. His warm brown eyes meet yours and a tear slips past his eye. You’re quick to wipe it away and Eddie reaches to take your hands in his. Eddie leaves soft kisses across your knuckles and whispers, “How lucky I am to have you.”

You laughed bashfully and attempt to pull away in order to hide your shyness. “Eddieeeeee, stop it. You’re going to make me cry.”

“It’s true,” he argues with his thousand-watt smile. “Have I ever lied to you?” You shake your head and Eddie pulls your chair closer to him so that your knees touch. Eddie’s soft smile causes butterflies to erupt in your stomach. “I don’t know what poor ol’ cynical me did to deserve someone like you, but I’m sure glad I did.”

Your grin matches his and you stand up from your spot across from Eddie and gingerly climb into his lap. Eddie grin turns wolfish and his hands settle on your waist. Your hips pin Eddie beneath you and your gently brush his hair out of his face. Your nose brushes against his warm cheeks. “Are you trying to get in my panties, Munson?” you whispered against his throat before peering your eyes up to meet his, “Because it’s working.”

Eddie’s laughter fills the boatshed and he playfully bites your ear before answering smugly, “I did that last night, princess. If I recall correctly, you were more than happy that I “got into your panties” last night. Several times, actually, and the proof is written down your throat and across your chest.”

You giggle bashfully as warmth spreads across your body and up your neck. You hide your face in his neck for several seconds before pulling away and stealing a kiss. The kiss is slow and romantic and you open your mouth just enough for Eddie to slip his tongue inside. Fire burns deep in the pit of your stomach as you throw your arms over his shoulders. Eddie’s lips are soft and gentle as he coaxes your mouth open. Your heart beats rapidly and your entire body tingles with desire. You would let Eddie kiss you like this for hours if you could.

You pull away quickly when you hear the sound of a car pulling into the gravel driveway beside the house. Scrambling off of Eddie’s lap, you take him by the hand and run to the wall closest to the door. Your backs press against the wall and turn towards the door to the boatshed, waiting for it to open. Your hand squeezes his like your life depends on it as you attempt to steady your breathing. You hold your breath as the door creeks open.

Dustin pokes his head inside the shed and you relax immediately, clutching your chest and loosening the tight grip you had on Eddie’s hand. You let out a sigh of relief as Dustin, Steve, Robin, and Max enter the shed with bags of groceries. You shut the door behind them and Eddie glares at them, still holding your hand.

“Jesus Christ, you scared me,” Eddie hissed, letting out a huff.

“Sorry,” Dustin apologized, setting the bag of groceries on the nearby table. Eddie lets go of your hand and peers into the bags, pulling out two bottles of Nesquik chocolate milk for the two of you. He tears off the wrapping and opens the bottle before wordlessly handing it to you. “Do you want the good news or the bad news first?” Dustin asked as the two of you sat beside each other on the platform leading to the dock.

“Bad news first, always,” Eddie answers, sipping on the chocolate milk and eating fistfuls of Honeycomb cereal.

“We tapped into the Hawkins PD dispatched and they’re definitely looking for you. They’re also pretty convinced you killed Chrissy,” Dustin replied.

A knot begins to form in the pit of your stomach. You felt like puking as you anxiously tapped the floor with your foot.

“And the good news?” Eddie asked weakly.

“Your name hasn’t gone public yet,” Robin answered. “But if we found out about you, it’s only a matter of time before others do too. Once it does, everyone and their mother are going to be gunning for you.”

“Hunt “the freak,” right?” Eddie muttered, causing your heart to shatter.

Fuck, this was worse than you thought, much, much worse.

“There’s also cop cars outside your house,” Max said, turning to face you. “They definitely want to question you.”

You definitely feel like you’re about to puke, maybe even pass out. Your eyes widen and you put an arm out to steady yourself. If cops were at your house, that meant your parents were home. You didn’t come home last night and your car isn’t in the driveway. They’re going to ask where you were and you couldn’t exactly tell them you were with Eddie.

“Oh my god,” you moaned, rubbing a hand down your face. “They’re going to wonder where I was last night.”

“Tell them you slept over at my place. If they call and ask, I’ll confirm you were with me,” Robin said, resting a hand on your shoulder. You nod at her and swallow hard.

“All we need to do is find Vecna, kill him, and prove your innocence,” Dustin said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. You felt like you were going to be sick.

“Excuse me,” you muttered, standing up and stumbling on to the dock as your friends and boyfriend watch on. You drop to your knees and lean over the dock into the water and retch up your pathetic breakfast. There’s ringing in your ears and you barely hear the shout of your name behind you. Sweat gathers at your forehead as you heave into the water and tears paint your cheeks.

Eddie gently pulls your hair out of the way and rubs a hand up and down your back. Your throat burns and you let out a heavy cough before leaning back into Eddie’s chest as he holds you in his arms. His fingers brush through your hair and he takes your hand and squeezes it gently. Steve grabs a water bottle for you and you take small sips as you breathe through your nose and catch your breath.

“You okay?” Eddie murmurs against the shell of your ear.

You nod wordlessly and take another drink of water. “Yeah, just overwhelmed and scared shitless, y’know… the usual.”

Several minutes pass as you catch your breath and calm down. Letting out a heavy sigh, you gather your bearings and stand up. Shaking out your shoulders in attempt to quell your nerves, you help Eddie to his feet and hug him tightly. “I’ll be back as soon as I can,” you whispered to him, “I promise.”

Eddie nods into your neck and you pull away and turn to your friends, waving goodbye. “Make sure to keep your walkie on,” Dustin said, “that’s how we’ll communicate with each other.”

You nod wordlessly and walk out of the boatshed, up the hill, to your car. You collapse in on yourself the moment you shut the door. The panic you’ve felt over the last two days has only grown worse. You’re scared shitless for Eddie. The town already has it out for him, and now that he’s accused of killing Chrissy, it gives Hawkins all the more reason to attack him. You hate it and angry, fat tears roll down your face. You’re going to do everything in your power to help Eddie and prove his innocence, even if it’s the last thing you’ll do.

The drive home is slow and weighs you down the closer and closer you get to your street. What normally takes ten minutes lasts almost a half hour. You drive slowly and on edge, squeezing the life out of the steering wheel. When you turn down your street and approach the driveway, you notice two cop cars parked on the street just before your house.

Pulling into the driveway, you park and let out a deep breath to settle your nerves. You can do this. You can totally do this.

Climbing out of the car, you throw your duffle bag over your shoulder and hurry up the porch steps to the front door. Pushing the door open, you step inside and drop your bag to the floor before kicking your shoes off.

You have to act natural. You have to act normal. You have to act like nothing’s going on and you don’t know why on earth Hawkins PD would be at your house waiting for you. You just came home from spending the night at your best friend, Robin Buckley’s, house. That’s why you have a duffle bag. No other reason. It’s not like you spent the night hiding out in Reefer Rick’s house with your boyfriend who’s wanted for murder. Absolutely not.

“Mom? Dad?” you shouted, tiptoeing towards the kitchen as you wait for a reply.

“In here, honey!” your mom shouted from the kitchen.

You let out one last labored breath before walking into the kitchen. Chief Powell and Officer Callahan sit beside your parents with steaming cups of coffee in front of them. You swallow hard and wave awkwardly. “Hi.”

“Take a seat, honey. Chief Powell and Officer Callahan just has a few questions they want to ask you,” your mother said, motioning to the chair beside her and across from the two police officers at the kitchen table.

You pull the chair out and slowly sit down. You hide your hands in your lap and nervously play with your fingers. You meet Powell’s eyes and wait for the first question.

“Where were you last night?” he asked, pulling out a small notepad from the pocket of his shirt.

“I slept over at Robin Buckley’s house. She’s my best friend,” you supplied. “My parents weren’t home so I went over there.”

The lie slipped past your mouth easily. You could do this. Everything was fine. There’s nothing to worry about. You’re still in the clear.

“Eddie Munson is your boyfriend, correct? When was the last time you’ve heard or seen from him?”

Your heart starts to beat wildly against your chest at the mention of Eddie. You sit on your hands to stop yourself from shaking. Your fingers dig into the fabric of your jeans. You swallow hard and answer. “I haven’t heard or seen him for almost a week.”

“A week? Why haven’t you spoken to him?”

This time, you settle for a half truth, that was easy enough. “We got into a massive fight last week. We haven’t talked since.”

“What was the fight about?”

You shift uncomfortably in your seat. You didn’t want to divulge that. They didn’t need to know you were going through a rough patch. “Do I have to tell you that?” you asked, scratching the back of your neck. “Couples fight, okay? Why are you here and why are you asking me questions about Eddie?”

Your mother hissed your name under her breath and kicks you under the table. You wince and glare at her as their eyes shift from you, to your mom, and then finally back over to you. “It’s alright,” Powell placated, holding a hand out towards your mother. “We’re just looking for him. We need to ask him some questions. Do you know where we might find him?”

You shake your head and cross your arms over your chest. “No idea. Like I said, I haven’t spoken to him in a week so I don’t know what he’s up to or where he’s been.”

Both the officers sighed at your answer. You weren’t giving them what they wanted and they were obviously frustrated that you couldn’t help them. You’re in the clear for now. They believed you with hardly any follow up questions. To them, you had no reason to lie. Why would you? You were somewhat honest and shared that you hadn’t seen or heard from Eddie since your fight, which meant you didn’t speak with him the day Chrissy died. Your lack of knowledge wasn’t getting the police department anywhere.

The officers stand up from their seats across from you and Chief Powell lets out another sigh before extending his hand out to you. You take it and gently shake his hand. “If you hear from him, please let us know, okay? We want to make sure Eddie’s safe,” he said as they walk down the hall towards the front door.

Yeah right, you thought bitterly as the door closed behind them.

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson imagines #eddie imagine #eddie imagines #stranger things #stranger things x reader #stranger things imagine #stranger things imagines

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sirwow · 5 months

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Iv got a ton of headcannon RD thoughts in my head right now so under a cut (since I can be long winded lol) here I’m gonna talk a lot about them. Mostly pertaining to all of the characters

So to start off

Intern (and my own thoughts on them):

My own version of the intern would probably be pretty static- very simple humanoid looking robot, uses wheels to be pushed or roll around so going up elevators is how they get up and down. Still controlled by a remote intern and due to being pretty prototyped they can’t do much other then what the robot it’s built for (pushing buttons!) They do have a simple display that shows a heart rate on their arm and a face display for basic emotions.

Samurai and Insomniac

These guys are weird so their backgrounds get to be just as weird. Samurai and Insomniac both came to Middlesea from Japan (Samurai) and Korea (Insomniac) to compete in a worldwide tournament of katana sparring. Insomniac ended up losing to Samurai after getting no sleep the night before and admittedly got a bit peeved about it. They had a run in when Samurai was celebrating at a nightclub and had a rematch on the dance floor. One drunken fight later they ended up at the hospital and have to be there awhile to sort out the paperwork. They’re on much better terms now and respect each other’s skills.

Bonus stuff: Samurai is bad at speaking English but is very good at writing it, Insomniac is vice versa this. Samurai due to the struggle to show emotions through words usually emotes things physically and doesn’t mind stuff happening as long as he gets to be included. Insomniac has insomnia because of the time difference and not being able to adjust

Logan and Hailey

I feel they’re probably about 15? Old enough to be highschoolers but still pretty childish at times. They’re also both in dance! (I mean com’on two kids being able to just break into slow dance together is pretty impressive) Hailey loves to talk about said fact but Logan is pretty self conscious about being one of the few boys in it. Big baseball fans but didn’t ever play it before lucky as they were a bit scared of being demolished. Met through the before mentioned dance class and hit it off very quickly. Other then that, they’re pretty typical, optimistic and overly energetic teens.

Cole

He’s not originally from Middlesea but instead a few towns over. Got kicked from home as a final choice by his parents when he kept avoiding to get a job and hyper focused on music making. They gave him 1500$ on the way out and still wanted the best for him but in his emotions, cut them off before jumping all the way to Middlesea by train. Shortly after arriving, Cole had his first very bad SVT attack from stress and trying to chug energy shots to stay awake after a very long train ride and got taken to the hospital. Now can’t decide if he wants to get out of the hospital already for music inspiration and to be free or try to stay longer for the sake of having a place to stay and see the new friends he’s made.

Nicole

Gave up on music only a year after highschool when her less well off family couldn’t support her musical ambitions and chose to leave it behind for the sake of a career. Despite not having the title, basically acts as the cafe manager after most her team got laid off. It’s how she can get away with locking up early sometimes or just chilling in the cafe after hours. Dyes her nearly black hair green constantly and learned how to do it herself.

Mr and Mrs Stevenson

Mrs Stevenson is the owner of a bird sanctuary while Mr Stevenson has been retired for awhile due to previous injuries. He always called Mrs in the mornings as she had to always leave early in the morning to take care of her birds. The ones with bow ties are all rescues who were taken in since they were babies and lived at their house. Taught them all how to sing with her and Mr.

Miner

Small town mfer, always took care of his injuries at home and hasn’t really ever been to a hospital till now. Around 35 yrs old and works as a sulfur miner for a team of geologists. Has been mining since 20~ but that time has seriously been taking affect on his body now. Likely won’t be returning to his work after the hospital when he finds out the ramifications of his work. Everyone’s friend, even friendly and kind to Edega.

.. and that’s kinda all Iv got at the moment other then Lucky being thrown off from a real friend group after being in a fake one for so long. I don’t have a lot HCs for the doctors yet other then Ian sorre….

If you made it this far have some cocole doodles for your sake

#ALSOASLO. Cole getting a red hair streak from Nicole when he moves in #rhythm doctor #rhythm doctor writing #rhythm doctor samurai #rhythm doctor insomniac #rhythm doctor hailey #rhythm doctor logan #cole brew #nicole ting #rhythm doctor stevensons #rhythm doctor miner #RD Connections Converged

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dxy-drxxm · 5 months

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SYNOPSIS: "I feel like you wouldn’t be opposed to me kissing you. Am I correct?"

CW/s: Tooth rotting fluff, established relationship, smooth bastard Kaeya, Diluc is so tired y'all, reader becomes a bastard(tm), navina doesnt know how to write kaeya being a flirty mfer, kaeya is touch starved and I'll die on this hill

NOTE: This is a prompt from this list right here, and it's a bit short but I wanted to get to writing Kaeya. This is also the second part of the touch starvation mini series, so I hope I did this man justice lol.

Kaeya Alberich is a simple man.

He may not look like it, but he's quite satisfied with what he has. He had a good job, he lived somewhere where he can express himself without prejudice...

... And he had his lovely partner: you.

Now, he is someone that doesn't show his partner off to the public eye. Contrary to what people believe, Kaeya likes to keep specific parts of his lifestyle to close friends, if that was possible.

However, if the time called for it, he could show his partner off if he felt the need to do so.

Like now.

With a hand wrapped around your waist, the Cavalry Captain leaned over and placed his chin on top of your shoulder. He never opposed to having to hold you like this, even if you two are different in physique. For him, he enjoyed the difference.

It reminded him that he has quite a catch, and no one else could.

"Seize the day, darling," he whispered, his voice ringing in amusement as you placed a kiss on his cheek in return. "Good morning to you too, playboy," he heard you whisper, a teasing smile on your face. "What's got you so touchy?"

"Hm... I don't know. Maybe it's the fact I get to hold you like this."

To prove a point, he squeezed your body a bit tighter, humming when you sighed wearily.

"Kae, you always held me like that. I'm afraid that you've grown too used to it."

"Is it a bad thing for me to get used to it, [name]?"

"Not when we have our duties to take care of."

Ah, right. He forgot that you aren't the type to proceed with his little games. Exasperated, he sighed and pulled away, as he knew well that you weren't wrong.

"Fine, fine," he muttered, pouting. "But I still want to hold you in my arms just a bit more."

You gave him a sigh.

"After, Kae. I need to make us breakfast, and I'd be damned if you stopped me."

He quirked up a grin as you focused on making the food for the day. He hated to admit it, but he sometimes wondered just how he got you.

The nickname you gave him was amusing. Playboy, hm? Is it because of how he acted with women and men?

...

Hm... Then again, you always called me that when we first met, he mused, watching the pan flip up and down as the pancakes were being cooked. Playboy... Someone who's often seen with women, no matter the physique or age...

He couldn't help but chuckle. He's remembered just how it went.

Truthfully, when he met you, he saw you as another person trying to catch his eye. You weren't different like the traveler, but he could tell there was something you held that stood out from the rest.

He remembered oh so clearly with what he told you back then, during your first date with him.

"I feel like you wouldn't be opposed to me kissing you... Am I correct?"

It was one of the rare pick-up lines he had, but he meant it in a joking manner. Your response, however, did not.

With a brave face and in front of Diluc (who brewed you and him drinks, he recalled), you told him—

"—not until you cut that drinking habit, mister playboy."

Was it callous? Maybe. He was certainly caught off-guard by such a blunt statement, and especially when Diluc looked a tad amused at his loss of words.

But he knew that you were, simply put, one he'd love to spend more time with.

Even when Diluc had given him more to pay (it was for making him sit through a bland date, he had reasoned), he never gave up on his pursuit. He still tried to catch your attention, and dear archons, he tried to get your affection.

The playboy that you knew had long since disappeared after your first few dates with him, and with the promise ring he gave you that he asked to make personally, the Kaeya you're with was more than a simple ladies' man.

He was just a private guy who uses physical touch to show his affection far more than words, like now.

Feeling his hand hold your own, you turned off the stove to see that he held it instinctively. With a chuckle, your fingers weaved and moved to intertwine with his, a smile stretching on your face.

He liked that smile, Kaeya notes. You looked beautiful with it.

"Your touch starvation is showing, Kae," you teased, yet you gave his hand a squeeze. "Do you crave my touch that much?"

"Hm... Maybe," he answered, standing up to take the pan and place it on the counter. Closing his eyes, he reached his right hand to hook your chin, pulling you to a tender kiss.

"But it's nothing that you can't satisfy, my beloved."

@.dxy-drxxm | do not republish, repost, or copy my works anywhere | 2023

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the-martyrfication-of-the-matron · 1 month

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*hold gun cutely* Your turn to share headcannons for us to stea- take inspiration from

I find this so funny because there was a period of time where I only posted HCs… and it’s so weird bc damn I don’t do that anymore huh

A lot of my HCs have obviously changed in the 2/3 years I’ve been posting for this fandom, so…

Ahem.

If you ever want any SPECIFIC HCs, do ask, like I’m genuinely happy to offer any info you want. Anyways

DIVINE WARRIORS, because mfers keep talking about them.

TW, for like, sacrifices, and attempted child-murder/sacrifice... and child-on-mother cannibalism... if it counts as cannibalism when the child is a god.

They’re all gods or god-adjacent. Everyone talks about how they are making them not all gods, but fuck that man I find this fun.

They all reach their godhood in different ways, though. and godhood is something that is... complicated. fluid, even.

i'm just gonna talk about Shad (Judgement, in LR) and Irene, tho, bc otherwise this post would be mega fucking long. and i'm pretty sure i have a Kul'Zak ask anyways.

Y'know how people say 'the world is your oyster'? Well, the world is shad's egg. literally. He's the Draconic God of Death, and his entity was created in the belly (centre) of the earth, in heat and warmth and magma. He clawed his way out of the world, and this lore is mentioned in the prologue of LR, but his emergence from the core of the earth caused the earth to bunch up, and created mountains and valleys, and ravines. similarly to dropping a pebble into water, his emergence caused literal ripples. which is why most mountains and such are kind of in a radial pattern outwards from the 'belly of the world', which is just a huge fuck-off ravine. That said, not all mountains, because it's been thousands/millions of years since his emergence, and things do change. He was created as a god, before anyone knew what gods were. He was not the first being to exist, Early humans were around to witness his birth, but he is by far one of the most ancient. Hence why his followers call him 'the Ancient'.

Irene was born a god, though she was birthed by human parents. It's a whole situation, really, very lengthy. More about her mother than it really is about Irene. But she was born during the emergence. Her head crowned as Shad's emerged from the earth, and when he had fully freed himself and laid upon the cool ground, Irene was put into her mother's arms. Her and Shad are perfectly the same age, born at the same exact moment, to balance each other out. It's unclear which one sparked the creation of the other, but it doesn't matter. Both were born bloody and screaming, made to match. Irene was, however, not born looking human. She was a creature from day one. And she was ugly asf too bc like, she's feathered in her creature form, and have you ever seen fresh baby birds? Them mfers ugly. So, reasonably, her parents' people went 'aa' and decided to sacrifice her to the juvenile god of death bc they have volcanoes now, they can do that. However, Irene's mother was fiercely over-protective of her, and instead hid her in the woods to keep her out of the grasps of those wishing to harm her. She meant to go back and get her, so that she could find somewhere safe for her, but Irene's mother kind of got caesar'd (happy ides of march for two days ago), for trying to keep the fucked up little thing she birthed. Her body was dumped into the forest, and Irene ended up finding it and going 'oh a snack'. so... that's fun. However, as is how blood magic works, when one of magic consumes the heart of another, they consume their entirety. It was how Irene claimed a human form, by eating a human heart, and whilst it wasn't particularly an instantaneous transformation, it also lead to her becoming a mother. If not for eating her own mother's heart, she never would've had the maternal traits that ending up characterising her for most of her existence.

half of the irene stuff wasn't even info on how she became a god lmao, just 'oh she was born that way... also she ate her mother lmao'

#could get into the metaphors but nahhhhh #tw cannibalism #tw sacrifice #tw attempted child murder #aphmau #aphverse #aphblr #rewrite #minecraft diaries #mcd #ranthredo #Lycoris Radiata/Ranthredo #maybe i should make a 'ranth lore' tag

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shoezuki · 2 months

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ok loosely ranking groups in honkai star rail according to if i think theyd be fun at parties

Masked Fools: phenomenal. they host absolute bangers. endless alcohol that will make you shitfaced so fast. all of em instantly act like youve been homies for years and mfers are constantly passing you the joint and for some reason someone always puts on fast and furious: tokyo drift no matter what. be careful tho you might wake up on another planet or in a broom closet on herta space station. also someone always dies at a masked fool party. without fail. someone gets dared to swallow a sword or jump out the ship. but like as long as its not u who cares

Punklordes: hardly host but as soon as they catch wind of a party they show up in droves and take over. drink everything and hoard the chips but if u cozy up to a hacker n complain that theres no drinks left theyll be like 'ok one sec' and use their phone to hack ur molecular structure and give u the best high of ur life. But when the parties done either they will do something great like inject a Pokemon Scarlet ROMhack straight into ur brain or trap u in a pool like the sims so be careful

Underworlders: frankly jus an all around good time. not usually anything crazy like its jus a bunch of dudes chilling shootin the shit having some beer. Oleg can throw back shots like nobodies business and luka will always challenge ppl to arm wrestles. dont arm wrestle him tho he has broken ppls bones. natasha is nearby at least

Silvermanes: those soldiers can absolutely give u a great fucking time. shit liquor but they will be losing their minds singing dancing and roughhousing.

Herta Space Station: they are all kinda stuffy and theres a good chance itll be less a party and more some nerdfest where they talk bout research. but the alcohol and food is fucking endless. if astra drinks enough and arlan isnt around u can get her to buy you anything. also theres a good chance someone will grab the rating gun and theyll have a heated debate over what it means n ranks ppl by and theres a very good chance someone will get their head bashed in w the gun and thats a lot of fun

Architects: horrible. bunch of rich stuffy bastards 'networking' and politely insulting each other. they have the expensive alcohol and food but so expensive that it fucking sucks. at least you have endless champagne

Xianzhou Natives: they fucking suck. weed was created by yaoshi so its banned on the Xianzhou and thats so fucking lame. dudes are so stringent on making sure nothing is gonna 'induce mara' or some shit. 'oh no evidence of plagues author's influence is in these mikes hard lemonades we have to confiscate them' bunch of assholes.

#i was gonna write but couldnt stop thinkin bout partying w these assholes #alcohol mention #drug mention #honkai star rail

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redhead-reporter · 6 months

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º ✧ 。updates to mj's insomniac canon !

PLEASE ONLY READ IF YOU'VE FINISHED SM2 OR ARE OK WITH SPOILERS (and don't click on my blog either, bc my banner image is a spoiler too)

º ✧ 。yes, it's true - everyone's favorite journalist told jameson to, and i quote "KISS MY ASS" and quit her job at the bugle. no paycheck is worth writing things she doesn't believe in to appease a man she DESPISES. she is now the host of a new podcast called the new normal and occasionally helps peter with administrative work for the emily may foundation º ✧ 。unless otherwise specified ? mj lives in the house in queens with peter. once she got her security deposit back and they sold all her apartment furniture, they used the funds to do a few cosmetic changes - nothing TOO crazy, since they want the house to still feel like itself. but a fresh coat of paint (that they did themselves with a liiiiiittle help from pete's spiderbots), money to repair the broken front window, and a new big bed for the primary bedroom went a LONG way to making it feel like home º ✧ 。mj was always a BADASS, but now it's official - hell yeah she was trained by silver sable while in symkaria, learning not only the language but how to FIGHT (aka drop mfers in close combat with an upgraded stun gun) and ride a motorcycle. though she doesn't plan on entering any amateur boxing matches, both she and peter feel a LOT better about her having the proper tools to defend herself if anything else should happen º ✧ 。mj visits harry at LEAST once a week, sometimes more if she can swing it. she updates him on how life is going, plays new episodes of her podcast before they release to 'get his opinion', reads him books - anything just to keep TALKING to him, to not give up on the hope that one day he'll open his eyes and answer her º ✧ 。of COURSE she has nightmares about the symbiote - feeling like she's still being chased through the tunnel in the dark, feeling those tendrils wrap around her ankle and drag her across the floor, waking in a cold sweat CONVINCED she got consumed by it once more and screaming to be released. who wouldn't? unfortunately seeing a professional therapist isn't exactly in the FREELANCE budget she and pete are on these days, but they do have each other. they're both open and honest about their STRUGGLES and it makes the whole thing easier. º ✧ 。speaking of NIGHTMARES - peter literally dying in her arms? yeah, it's up there vying for top spot on the REPLAYS list. sometimes she can still hear the speech he gave her, how he tried to apologize and say his goodbyes, and it makes her physically ILL. if you thought she was defensive of him before? needy before? LOL MEET NEW AND TRAUMATIZED MJ she quite literally never lets go of him if she can help it º ✧ 。pete might've stepped back from suiting up, but he and mj are still VERY MUCH on team spidey - right now it's mostly in a support role, having miles and ganke (and hailey and rio sometimes) over to the house as often as they can. occassionally they talk shop, trading insights the couple has from their almost DECADE of experience with pete wearing the suit solo, but honestly? mostly it's just to talk about life - how high school/college is going, always feeding the BROKE students like they wish someone would've done for them. taking care of pete's little brother like FAMILY. º ✧ 。when coney island reopened? pete and mj waited HOURS in line to make sure they were two of the first people to ride the speed demon - it's STILL her favorite ride, after all. and YES this is fucking important information to know get away from me

#some of these are story beats and some are HCs i already have bc BRAIN ROT #º ✧ 。sm2 #º ✧ 。not the girl i was or used to be insomniac verse

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