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So uhhh
I made few random OCs
Say hi to Miriam :D
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Then this cool one that I don't have a name for yet-
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And this funky fire guy
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I grabbed few of the colours and drew the first thing I got on my mind lmao
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intertexts · 2 months
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once again sorryyyyyy for being. Bad at answering things on here &such.... believe me i am thinking about it All the time Unfortunately the horrors.
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yukito-mutsuki · 2 years
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QTA poorly drawn over cat pics
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threadsun · 3 months
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Ayo it's Sleepy, here's a thought provoker: if the boys had access to a sharpie at any time, what would they write on you? And when? Basically I'm asking for your body writing headcanons lmao
You're so smart and sexy!!!!
Jack:
Most of the time, he writes sweet and slightly possessive things on you! Compliments, praise, "My Sunshine" is one that crops up a lot. Or he'll doodle little cute things on you like a sun or a smiley face. During sex, though? He'll tie you up and write the most degrading things on you. Anything to remind you that you're his slutty little sundrop~
Favourites: "My Sunshine" on your face, "mine" on your thighs, "filthy slut" on your chest
Ian:
Ever since y'all were in school together, he developed a habit of doodling on your arms when he's bored. If you let him write on you during sex, though... well, you're going to get an endearing mix of compliments and romantic stuff. Unless you ask him to get mean with it, he'll indulge himself in adoring you!
Favourites: "gorgeous" on your cheek, "beloved" on your wrist, "forever" on the back of your hand
Shaun:
He likes to write on you when you're tied up, mostly because he enjoys watching you helplessly try to figure out what he's writing as he's doing it. He likes to write places you can't see, and he'll only show you pictures of it afterwards. His writing ranges from silly to sweet to very very mean~
Favourites: "dork" on your forehead, "kick me" on your ass, "horny bitch" on your abdomen
Nick:
It's one of those things he's used to, and sort of likes to get creative with when he can. Sure, he could do some normal body writing to get you in the mood, but... really, he wants to try out new things with you! Something that'll keep you both interested and in the mood! So he'll get a little weird with it, but in a fun way~
Favourites: "cock magnet" on your lower back, "what dreams are made of" on your collar bone, a womb tattoo over your pelvis
Joseph:
He's too sweet to get degrading with it. And honestly, it takes a lot to even convince him that he can write on you because he doesn't think you'll want his bad handwriting on your body. But once you convince him? It's a lot of hearts mostly, especially since he'll keep trying until he draws a perfect one. Plus some compliments, of course!
Favourites: hearts all over your body, his name on your inner thighs, "perfect" all over your body
Jean:
Degradation, all the way through! This man wants your body covered in reminders that you're just his personal whore and you belong to him. He likes to throw the odd straight up insult in there too, just to make sure you're feeling thoroughly terrible about yourself. Anything to make you more vulnerable to him~
Favourites: "property of Jean Laurent" on your forehead, "pathetic" on your stomach, "useless slut" on your lower back
Rory:
Mostly he writes cute petnames whenever he's got a pen in his hands. But when you two are in bed together, he'll write the filthiest things on you. Specifically making sure to only write it in places where it's visible when you're naked. He doesn't want anyone else reading the things he writes on you.
Favourites: "sweetheart" on your hand, "delicious" on your thighs, "Rory's" on your ass
Barry:
He likes to write instructions on you! Just in case anyone else happens to see, he wants them to know exactly what to do to you. He loves to cover your whole body in writing, until he runs out of space to write more. He's happy to let others write on you too, of course! Anything to keep customers happy~
Favourites: "cum here" with an arrow pointing to all your holes, "hurt me" on your chest, "free use" on your face
Bo:
He can't write :)
Elias:
Body writing is something that feels really sweet and intimate to him. He's another one who only goes with compliments when left to his own devices. Though... his compliments can get a little raunchy if you bring a marker into the bedroom~ He just wants you to have reminders of his love all over your skin!
Favourites: "my beloved" on your wrist, his name over your heart, "tempting" on your ass
Taylor:
He writes a lot of notes and stuff on his own hands and arms, so when he wants you to remember something then he'll write it on yours. But he's also very horny for body writing! Usually he'll try to keep it romantic and sweet, but the moment you indicate you're okay with it, he'll pull out the more degrading stuff~
Favourites: "the hottest" on your forearm, "use me" on your stomach, "fuckdoll" on your chest
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sebuckyverse · 1 year
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roommates [chapter 1]
modern!eddie munson x fem!reader
series summary: Eddie Munson broke your heart once. Now, you have no choice but to move in with him. warnings: 18+ cussing, angst, sort of enemies to lovers lol; lmk if i missed anything word count: 1,8k a/n: hello i'm back!! happy valentines day to all my besties and my wife of course! i'm celebrating my birthday today so as a gift to you, i give you a new series! i'm nervous about this bc i'm convinced this is trash lmao LET ME KNOW WHAT Y'ALL THINK babes ps! i originally didn't intend to give this an era, but due to some things that happen in future chapters this turned out modern again lol sorryy
masterlist ↡ askbox ↡ next chapter ↠
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chapter one ♫♪♩·.¸¸
''Absolutely not!''
''Come on, he's not that bad.''
''No, Steve. I'd rather sleep on the streets.''
''You'd rather be homeless then live with him?''
''Yes.''
Steve sighed, hands on his hips, striking his signature mom pose. ''What the hell happened between you two, anyway?''
''What, he hasn't told you?''
''He's told me his version of events. You on the other hand, never seem to want to talk about it.''
Sighing, you stared into the glass sat in front of you, filled with clear liquid with a greenish hue underneath, twirling the small paper umbrella Steve added as a joke.
''It doesn't matter. What Eddie Munson and I once had, or didn't have, theoretically, is in the past.''
''Then take the room. You're both working, you'll hardly ever see each other.''
Dragging your words, you nervously played with the ends of your hair. ''I don't know...''
''Look, I gotta open the doors. You can stay in the back office tonight if you want, there's an uncomfortable leather couch with your name on it. I'd let you crash at ours, but Nance has been... emotional.''
''She okay?'' you winced, hopping of the barstool you had been sitting on the last hour.
''She thinks she can feel the baby kicking but then she realizes that it's far too early for that and starts crying.''
''Oh,'' you cooed. ''She's just excited.''
''Yeah, I know. I'm excited, too.''
You closed the door to the office space that would be your bedroom for the night. It was small, but held a small desk with various papers scattered on it, a bookshelf half empty and as promised, a worn out brown leather couch. Dropping your purse on the desk, you retrieved your phone and sat down on the couch. You rested your head on the back of the couch, eyes closed, nearly falling asleep if it weren't for the sudden rock music booming outside. You'd almost forgotten you were at Steve's place of work, a bar downtown called the Black Room.
Staring at the bleak ceiling, you bit the inside of your cheek when you felt your eyes getting watery. For the past year, after graduating high school, you had been working your ass off at a local diner across town. You were saving money for college, and other things, since you didn't receive the scholarship you hoped would change your life. Every time you got a paycheck, you withdrew some of it and kept it aside. In the year since you started working, the saved amount wasn't big, but it was still significant to you and you were proud of yourself for keeping it and not spending the money like that little devil on your shoulder keeps suggesting sometimes.
But all of that was now gone, and all it took was a simple mistake of trusting the wrong person and all of your hopes and dreams came crashing down, taking your money with it. To save some money, you moved in with an old friend from high school, Jennie. What you didn't know, was that Jennie was also a pathological liar, who was in financial debt and to ease those debts, found the money you had kept hidden under your mattress (a dumb place to hide money, you know that) and stole it to pay off some of her debts.
Throwing Jennie out was not an option unfortunately, the apartment lease was under her name, so without much thought, you turned on your heel and marched right back out. Heading down the street, you had no idea where you were going. You made it two blocks from your home and nearly collided with a lamp post, when the sound of a bus horn somewhere behind you brought you back to reality. You hopped on the bus that stopped a few feet away from you and headed straight downtown to the Black Room, where you knew Steve would be working tonight.
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You must have fallen asleep at some point, because the next thing you knew, something was kicking at your feet.
''My, my... Look what the cat dragged in.''
You'd recognize that voice anywhere; deep, sometimes raspy from all the cigarettes he likes to smoke, or at least he used to. It's the voice you used to hear late at night, reading a book out loud when you couldn't sleep due to the thunder outside, or when that same voice used to whisper sweet nothings in your ear when you weren't feeling well. It's also the voice that, one day, in less than 12 hours, turned from sweet and caring to cold and distant.
Right, you forgot he worked here too.
You were laying on your side, feet hanging off the couch. You opened your eyes and the first thing you saw were pair of black jeans, ripped from the right knee and left thigh, one of his Converse clad foot was kicking your heels. A black Henley with the front tucked into his pants, the unforgettable handcuff belt on full display with the black leather more worn out than the last time you saw it, Eddie was looking down at you like a God above, the ceiling lamp above him casting a glow around his hair, still the same as it was in high school - at least some things never change.
''Edward.'' You pushed up from the couch, wincing at the tired muscles of your back. Steve was right, that couch was shit.
The use of his full name always used to irritate him, but if it bothered him now, he didn't show it. Instead, he clicked his tongue and took a few steps to his left and sat on the desk, his hands resting beside him, gripping the edge of the table. ''Whatcha doing here, sweetheart? Haven't seen you in years.''
''First of all, don't call me that,'' you sighed. ''Second, that's none of your business.''
Eddie smirked. ''You're at my place of work, it's kind of my business.''
''What time is it?'' you felt around for your phone, but didn't find it.
''Oh, it's uh...'' Eddie pulled a phone out of his back pocket, your phone. ''02:14 am.''
''Hey! Give me that,'' you held your palm up.
Eddie looked at your hand for a moment, before handing the phone back to you, the back of his knuckles grazing your palm. You swallowed down the spark you felt speed across your arm. The sleeves of his shirt were pulled up to his elbow, exposing tattoos you had never seen before as well as his toned arms. Doing a quick once over, you noticed his physique was fuller... everywhere. Does he work out? He was pretty tall and lanky back in high school, but now he looked like he had grown into his body; the jeans were hugging his thighs and his shoulders seemed more defined.
Clearing your throat, you asked, ''Why did you even have that? Is stealing your side hustle now?''
''It was laying on the floor, pardon me. Didn't want to step on it.''
''Fine. Thanks for not stepping on it, I guess,'' you mumbled, keeping your eyes trained on the bookshelf.
''Aren't you gonna ask me what I'm doing here?''
''Don't you work here?''
''Yeah, but not tonight.''
''Okay, I honestly don't care, so...''
''Oh, don't be like that. After all, I'm here to save you.''
You turned to look at him, and that turned Eddie's small smirk into a big Cheshire cat like grin. ''Save me?''
''Steve called me and told me about your predicament.''
Groaning, you threw your head back against the couch. ''God damn Steve.''
''Look, I know we have... history and everything, but I'm only here as a friend. Consider it an olive branch for how things ended back in high school.''
You gaped at him, your eyes bulging and your mouth hanging open. ''Wow. Okay. No, thank you.''
Eddie rolled his eyes. ''You have nowhere else to go.''
''Yes, I do,'' you lied, and very obviously so. You were never any good at it.
''Then why are you sleeping on this fucked up couch?''
Gritting your teeth, you rolled your eyes and looked away from him. Damn Steve and his loud mouth, you were going to hit him on the head. Eddie sighed and got up from the desk, coming closer and crouching next to the couch.
''The offer stands 'til the end of the week. You need a room and I need a roommate now that Steve's gone. I work here every Wednesday through Saturday and after that I usually sleep for two days to get ready for my next shift. We'll hardly ever see each other.''
''Tonight's Wednesday and you're not working.''
''I needed a personal day,'' he winked.
''You know, I've heard about your gigolo way of life.''
Eddie laughed, his eyes shining in the process. ''Gigolo?''
''You're a manwhore.''
Snorting, Eddie rested his hand on his palm, covering his mouth. ''Is that what Steve told you?''
''Are you denying it?'
''No,'' he mused, his voice muffled behind his fist.
''See, that's why I can't move in. I don't want to hear that every night.''
''You used to like hearing me moan in your ear.''
Eddie must have seen the hurt flash across your eyes, since he suddenly grew quiet himself.
His voice was lower now, more serious. What he said next, made you whip your head around and look at those big, chocolate brown eyes that you used to miss so much. ''I know you hate me, I understand that. Despite what happened back then, I still care about you. As a friend, of course. Yes, I sleep around and I am a man so the place is probably messier than you'd like, but I'm offering you a free place to stay. I know you don't have any money either, I'm good to cover us both for a while. Take it or leave it.''
''Why would you do this?'' you asked, looking deep into his eyes, like you were searching for his soul through them.
Sitting so close to him, your chest constricted at all the memories and what if's that have bombarded you throughout the years. Three years after you fled high school, never looking back, he still had a hold on you and you hated him for it. Hated the way he smelled exactly the same but new at the same time, the way he looked like he used to but more mature, the way you still felt your heart nearly burst out of your throat when he looked at you with those stupid brown eyes. You despised him, because after all this time, you still felt the same. If you do this, you had to keep your heart closed, lock it away and swallow the key. Eddie Munson broke your heart once, you won't let him do it again.
''Fine. I'll take it.''
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shima-draws · 1 year
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OKAY I’ve been playing for a couple hours now and here are some thoughts
-I LOVE that they actually give you time to hang out with the starters and bond with them and see what their personalities are like before you get to pick one. That was really neat
-They were right! This game really do Open World RPG! I haven’t even gotten to the school yet I’ve been too busy running around the map for two hours
-Not sure how I feel about items in the field literally having a neon light showing where they are from a mile away. Kinda defeats the whole purpose of open world if the items are too easy to find. The novelty of “treasure hunting” is gone because of this
-MIRAIDON REALLY DO BE LIKE TOOTHLESS FOR REAL…
-I’m going to kick Arven’s ass if he even LOOKS at Miraidon the wrong way. “Oh this Pokemon is too hard for me to deal with so I’m abandoning it and shoving all of the responsibilities I had caring for it onto you” OH YEAH?? Alright asshole I’ll take it off your hands CLEARLY it was so difficult for you to take care of a living breathing creature that also happens the be the coolest looking motherfucker on this side of the continent. Your loss
-Ohhh the clipping is so bad! It’s so bad! If I rotate the camera too far in my own house I just get a black screen! Yikes 💖
-The concept of being in battle and still being able to see Pokemon doing their own thing in the background is REALLY neat? Like life just moves on around you while you’re duking it out with another trainer. I know we had a specific saying for this when I was in school for animation but I forget what it was exactly RIP anyway just the whole organic. Breathing life into the game kinda thing.
-APPARENTLY WE CAN’T GO INTO OTHER PEOPLE’S HOUSES ANYMORE???? Like that’s one of Pokemon’s staple features throughout ALL the generations, we’re allowed to barge into random people’s homes. At the very least the first town had all their doors locked so all the houses were off limits. I was VERY upset
-The graphics may be janky as all hell but the story is really intriguing so far!! I wanted to cry bc the scene of us rescuing Miraidon really gave me HTTYD vibes. This game is just HTTYD in disguise we are all Hiccup taming and training our Toothless
-Standing on the beach before battling Nemona just gave me a HUGE rush of nostalgia bc it had very very big PMD2 vibes
-The controls for Legends Arceus are ingrained in my brain so I keep pressing buttons and getting confused when they do something different. LMAO
-I’m sorry I don’t like that the Pokemon Centers are outside now;; it just feels Wrong. Like clearly this was some cool edgy thing they wanted to try but I in fact hate it :-/
-THE PLAYER CUSTOMIZATION THING IS SOOOO SICK. The fact we get to customize SO much and at the very beginning of the game is awesome. Props to Nintendo for this I’m really glad they included so many options and right at the start so we don’t have to actually UNLOCK customizing what we look like
-Nemona is just Ash Ketchum but Girl and I love her
-And, most importantly:
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sturniolo-2003 · 3 months
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JEALOUSY - C.STURNIOLO
Warnings : smut! p in v, aggressive sex, choking, spanking, angry sex, handcuff use, anger, kissing, derogatory terms (consensual), degradation, pain kink, use of pet names, established relationship, swearing
Summary : when Chris sees what he thinks is another guy flirting with you, he gets angry and fucks it out of you
Authors note : I wrote this while sitting outside my brother’s school lmao <3
Pink is Y/n
Blue is Chris
Purple is Lucas
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Y/n’s POV
I had just walked out of my local Starbucks and this boy that I used to know, comes up to me
“Omg! Lucas? How’ve you been?”
“I’ve been great thanks! I thought it was you.”
“I haven’t seen you in AGES!”
“Yeah, me neither. You look so different.”
“Good different?”
I let out a little laugh, not actually expecting a real answer from him
“Great different…”
He starts looking me up and down, biting his lip and it makes me slightly uncomfortable
I take a big swallow in and I take a small step back
As Lucas keeps talking to me, I see Chris out of the corner of my eye and it makes me feel safer
“Umm thank you..”
Lucas puts his hand on my arm and he keeps smiling at me, my eyes gazing up at him with fear
I turn my head to look at Chris again and his jaw his clenched, anger in his eyes
Chris’ POV
I see this fucking idiot that we went to school with, flirting with my girlfriend and the rage inside me bubbles
I immediately start to walk over, looking angry as ever
When I reach them, I place my hand on the small of her back, pulling her closer to me
“Hello.”
“Hey baby…”
“Baby?”
“Yeah. She’s my girlfriend so fucking get off her.”
I look down at Y/n and she looks really uncomfortable
“What do you mean?”
“I see the way you’re touching her arm. Don’t fucking touch her.”
Y/n’s POV
Chris grabs my arm and he drags me to the car
He gets into the drivers seat and I sit next to him in the passengers seat
He starts the car, immediately speeding off home with no mercy
My heart stops and I can tell that he is going to give me a really hard time when we get home
[Timeskip]
We pull into the driveway and I get out the car, racing to the door as he follows behind me
He pulls open the front door and, before I can react, I am pushed against the wall
He reached his foot out and kicks the door shut before picking me up and throwing me over his shoulder
When we’re upstairs, he throws me down on the bed and immediately starts stripping of my clothes
After we are both undressed, he heads over to our bedside table and grabs the handcuffs
He comes back over to me and pins me down to the bed, handcuffing my hands behind my back
Chris’ POV
When Y/n is faced down, ass up in the pillow, I immediately start thrusting into her, not letting her adjust to my size
A beautiful moan comes out of her mouth and it only makes me speed up
I lean forward to wrap my hand around her neck, choking her a little
“C-Chris… please stop.”
“No. Shut the fuck up, you slut.”
I pull her body back so her back is pressed against my chest and I continue to thrust into her
I soon feel myself coming on an orgasm so I speed up even more to help get myself over the edge
Her walls clench around me and I can tell she’s about to finish
As I finish inside of her, I feel her cum all over my dick, the hot liquid running down it
“You’re so fucking hot.”
I slide out of her and lay her down on the bed, pulling her into my arms
As I lay next to her, I hear some little whimpers coming out of her and I get concerned
“Baby.. you okay?”
“Yeah just hurt a little.”
“Sorry darling… I just got jealous.”
“I’m sorry. Lucas is a fucking twat.”
“Right?”
I kiss her on the forehead and pull her closer
“Let’s go get you cleaned.”
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Tis I, 💜
I think my request got eaten maybe? But I just wanted to request the 2012 turtles with an adoptive human!older sister reader, who is very good at being a sister to each of the brothers unique needs. Example :
Skateboarding /being silly with Mikey (but not so much the others, baby brother privilege lmao)
Sparring /rough housing with Raph
Serious training / meditation with Leo
And actually helping Donnie or listening to him when he goes on his rants? Instead of making fun of him she gives him encouragement ?
And of coarse a cute lil bit with splinter wouldn’t upset me :) but whatever you can do with this! I don’t wanna ask too much. Hope you are doing well, love ya 💜
OMG hi Purple! Haven't heard from you in forever friend! Love the prompt, this is gonna be great!
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2012 BOYS WITH A BIG SIS READER
When Splinter took you in, he was still a new father, the boys were still just tots and you were only around 4.
He'd found you lost and alone in the sewers, how you had even gotten there, he had no clue, but after discovering a note in your coat pocket asking for someone to care for you, he decided he would.
He raised alongside the boys, and there was never an issue.
You got along well with each of them and all four looked up to you as much as they did to him.
Splinter trained you in ninja arts, and you were patroling by fifteen.
By around that time, the boys had started their training, and Splinter often had you help him teach the boys.
You were Ane-chan to the boys, (Older sister, if it's wrong feel free to tell me.), And you always made sure to spend time with all of them growing up.
You'd make sure Donnie slept, and sit with him while he worked, and he appreciated how much you cared.
You'd let Raph vent to you, and you would rough house around alot, obviously he's a bit stronger than you naturally, so even if you won, it was usually sporting a few new bruises. He would always feel bad about it, but don't worry Red, Ane-chan can handle a few bruises.
You meditated often with Leo, and always listened when he info dumped about Space Heros. He always went to you if he struggled in training since he knew you'd do your best to actually help him.
You reserved all that pent up silly for Mikey, prank wars, staying up late with video games and moutain dew.
Honestly, I thinked you would have a moment like Po, where you find out you're adopted, and your just like,
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"WHAT?"
Then you're talking to April and Casey about it like, "So, I just found my dad isn't really my dad."
Casey: "Your dad... the rat?"
*Nod*
Casey: "Are you-"
April: "That must have been quite difficult."
Moving back abit, when the Foot and Kraang start borderline harrassing the boys,
You're just about go kick Shredder's ass yourself,
Ain't nobody gonna mess with your Kyoudai. (Little brothers).
Obviously Splinter tells you to cool it,
But after that you go with the boys everywhere you can.
You never take away Leo's role as the leader but rather offer yourself up as the voice of reason and peace among the team.
You do your best to make sure arguments are settled in a healthy way,
While also trying to keep those idiots from getting themselves killed.
The first time you faced Shredder he was like, "Wtf how the hell did Yoshi aquire you? And why?"
You almost succeded in kicking his ass,
Emphasis on almost,
You got your fucking leg fractured.
You had to stay in a hospital up top for a while.
Ahem-
Obviously it would have been hard for Splinter to send you to school,
So growing up he just homeschooled you to the best of his ability, and you actually homeschooled the boys.
So when April and Casey show up, April let's you know it's possible to get a highschool diploma online.
You're all like, "Hell yeah, let's do this."
But then, ya know,
Highschool.
Splinter taught you how to cook, and you were the designated chef of the household, (Even if it was just algea)
Eventually, you taugh Mikey, so now you guys share the kitchen.
Now about that wholesome moment with Splinter,
I have a little drabble thought.
So, imagine you're around 13, and your job is to watch the boys and make sure they don't hurt themselves or anything.
For some more context the boys are around 9.
So, anyway,
Splinter is out, and you're babysitting.
The boys are wrestling, which isn't too unusual, they do that alot ya know?
But, someone's foot lands were it shouldn't, and now Donnie's wrist is swelling and all four of them are crying.
You panic, you pick up Donnie and bring him to the kitchen and put some ice in his wrist.
After that, you move back to the living room, and do your best to calm evryone down.
Now, Splinter knew he could hear anything happening for quite a distance, so when he hears crying and your panicked voice, he instantly made his way home.
He ran in, expecting the worst, and was relieved to find no one was mortaly injured.
After you told him what happened, he calmed you and the boys, and after checking Donnie's wrist, he put the boys to bed.
The entire time, you sat on the couch, waiting for Splinter to come and scold you. You felt guilty and ashamed.
After all, Donnie got hurt on your watch.
It was your fault.
Splinter sat next to you, and you curled into yourself with tears running down your face, "Is Donnie gonna be ok?" you sniffled.
Splinter put a gentle hand on your shoulder, "He'll be fine, my dear."
You wiped your eyes with your sleeve, "I'm sorry, Father. I- I messed up, and then Donnie got hurt and I didn't know what do to-"
"Hey, hey. It was not your fault. Accidents happen. What is important is to learn how to prevent the same accident from happening again."
"B-but-"
"Ah, ah. No buts. It was not your fault. Now go tell your brothers goodnight. And then we can read stories." You nodded, smiling softly as Splinter pulled you in for a hug.
You wiped your eyes and entered the boys' shared room.
Mikey shot up from his bed, "(Name)!"
You shushed him, tucking him back in, and giving him a kiss on the forhead, "Quiet down, Angelo. It's bedtime."
He huffed, and you moved around the room, making sure each of your brother was tuckes in nice and warm.
As you moved to leave, there was a soft chorus of, "Goodnight, Ane-Chan."
You turned and smiled, "Goodnight little brothers."
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Whoops, got a little carried away with this one lol!
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kairiscorner · 9 months
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my fics masterlist
(earlier fics)
i made this because the first masterlist couldn't fit them all LMAO, anyway, i hope y'all like these :DD make sure to reblog them if you did, that means a lot to me !!
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miguel raises his voice at a fem!filo!reader and sees a light
he's called kuya hobie (hobie x filipino reader)
miles catches you in the zone
watching howl's moving castle with noir
pav x tomboy fem!reader
kissing miggy to calm him down
noir's birthday surprise (domestic noir x reader)
oblivious reader x spider noir
when you can't keep your promises (noir x reader angst)
making him a flower crown (noir x florist!reader, technically part 3.......?)
miguel catching you playing with the miggy doll
just one kiss, that's all (1610 miles x reader)
drunk miguel x filipina reader
hobie x gn!spiderperson reader
miles 42 practicing rizzing you up
noir x criminal reader (part 2)
miles x reader (before school starts)
he keeps remembering (angsty miguel drabble)
making miggy dance the wet the bed dance trend
we're truly, utterly, pretty much just friends (1610 miles x reader)
1610 miles x reader with bunny teeth
miguel x grumpy reader (part 3)
noir x assassin reader
being shipped with each other (noir x reader)
something's crawling at the dead of night (stalker!miguel x reader)
miggy telling you you're beautiful for the first time
spider noir meets spider barbie
finding pink clothes for miggy to wear to the barbie movie
dancing in the rain (gwen stacy x reader)
you break the news to miguel
miles 1610 x multilingual reader
miles holds your hand while riding a rollercoaster
will you still love him when he's no longer young and beautiful? (drunk!noir x reader)
miles meets noir in his dad era
spider barbie kicks ass (spider noir x spider barbie!reader)
pool day with noir and the family (domestic noir x reader)
noir gets tangled up, now spider barbie has to help
gwen stacy x fem!reader on her period
the remedy to all my ailments (spider noir x reader angst)
miles x filipino!reader with their chismosa't chismong kapatids
miguel o'hara x harley quinn!reader
if i can't have you (soccer captain!miguel o'hara x reader)
hobie x gn!spider person!reader
spider noir defending spider barbie from creeps
whatever else you guys request ╰(⸝⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝⸝)╯(send me a req thru my asks !!)
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katsune-nya · 4 months
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Matsuno Chifuyu x Baji!Reader. D-drable?
Ok, listen, I have a WHOLE fic about Baji!Reader x Chifuyu on the WIPs, so, this is just... Um... Me kinda babbling about the lore behind it. (The fic is fem reader tho).
GN!Reader. SFW. Fix It Fic. Idiots In Love. Baji being y'all's number one fan.
• Ryoko used to go to the Sano Dojo, after she had you two she signed you into it as well.
• Kei and you grew up with Mikey, y'all were a pain in the ass for everyone around you, but grandpa Sano tolerated it since y'all were great students.
• Shin got scolded tripple by his grandpa, these three kids showed up every class and were so good at it and... There he was.
• Power Duo, y'all can kick ass tremendously.
• When Kei and Tora plan to steal a bike for Mikey you just... Tell them no. Plus, mfs, did you not know that's SHINICHIRO'S SHOP????
• Nothing happens, Shin's alive and Tora ok.
• You go to the same school, when Fuyu met Kei, helping him write the letter for Tora, you were on recess with your friends.
• Regardless, later on, since they were always together you ended up meeting him
• You couldn't lie... He was really cute.
• Fuyu's first reaction when meeting you was to be slightly intimidated ngl.
• You had grown up with Baji Fucking Keisuke and Baji Fucking Ryoko, you HAD to build a strong presence.
• Kei introduced you two and Fuyu was just "H-Hi, Baji-san... Baji-san 2? W-wait, no! That's not what I meant!"
• Poor boy.
• Friendship quickly blossomed!
• And a mutual crush, definitely.
• Keisuke knew from the beginning, in spite of him being fucking iliterate he's actually incredibly smart and perceptive.
• He tried to get y'all together so many times but all his plans failed.
• He even got the rest of Toman involved.
• Then, the whole Kisaki thing started.
• Kei and you knew the mf was suspicious asf.
• And him instead of working together with you and Fuyu decided to go to Valhalla for info and yeah...
• But! We have a new character! That actually has a relatively functional brain!
• Welcome, Baji Y/N, you are their only hope.
• While evetone was freaking out on different degrees you took it on your hands to encourage them.
Y/N: Everything will be ok. You can not stop it.
Y/N: Everything will be fine. You have no choice.
Chifuyu: What the fuck kind of pep talk is that?
Y/N: Ominous positivity.
• Kazutora aproves.
• Yeah, as I said, relatively functional brain.
• You joined the guys on the Valhalla brawl.
• If you're AFAB it was kinda hard to convince them 'cause "But you're a girl 🥺 you could get hurt, uwu." Mikey. (If you're FtM he wouldn't say girl, dw lmao, you're his dude bro but... Sigh...)
• In the end Draken doesn't wanna deal with you up their asses about it so he convinces Mikey, you're just as strong as Keisuke ffs.
• Yall win and Kei comes back.
Kei: A decision had to be made.
Y/N: And you fucked it up!
• He's so dumb for a smart person.
• You and Fuyu hang out more together.
• You two help Takemichi with his plans and you have better ideas than them so things go much better.
• Tora and Kei join you too.
• Blah Blah Blah, lore lore lore, y'all fix things, no one dies, ok? I won't go into detail for every issue, this is about my babyboy.
• All throughout this Fuyu and you keep getting closer and closer.
• Y'all hang out even when not necessary to save everyone.
• He doesn't even hang out with Kei on his own as much. You normally are there too.
Kei: *sneaking in through their window*
Y/N: *Turning in their chair and flicking the light on* You want to tell me where you've been all night?
Kei: I was with Chifuyu?
Chifuyu: *Turning in his chair* Wanna try again?
• You spend so much time together Toman thinks you're an item already.
• When Kei says you're not they are so... Ugh. Still?
Kei: *Sees Y/N and Chifuyu together*
Kei: They're cute. I would put them on a boat.
Kazutora: You mean... you ship them?
• Kei and Tora make all of Toman design an unnecessarily complex plan to get y'all to confess.
• Just for you two to show up holding hands????
• Turns out you got tired of it and just confessed to Fuyu in the park you normally go to.
• You planned a picnic together and gave him a home baked treat with a little note on it.
• He blushed so hard and between stutters and a bright smile accepted.
• Congratulations!
• They are so frustrated that they put so much work into things but honestly more relieved than anything.
• Your relationship is so cute.
• You're always together, go on arcade dates, cat cafés, park dates, saving everyone plans, home dates in which each one does their own thing.
• It takes five months for y'all to kiss.
• Was really sweet, really gay.
• Time Skip to highschool graduation.
• You two go together and at the end of the day Fuyu takes you on a ride around the city.
• Y'all might be young, but have been dating for around 5 years so Fuyu stops at the beach and stares at you.
• You tease him for it and he chuckles shyly.
• Then he asks if you would like to move out with him to the apartment he got with his job in a pet store.
• So now you live together!
• After some time, Chifuyu has his own store in which Tora and Kei work, with you going to visit him for lunch.
• You're 25 now, living together, 10 years dating...
• On your 10 year anniversary he finally pops the question.
• He took you to the park where you confessed, the both of you sitting on the swings.
• When you stayed quiet for a bit he suddently got on his knees.
• He had a whole speech but he just... Said what came out on the moment.
"Ever since we started dating I've known you were the one. I want to be with no one else but you. You make me the happiest I've ever been. Would you give me the honour of doing it for the rest of our lives?"
• When you get married, Keisuke walks you to the altar.
• When Fuyu sees you he instantly starts tearing up.
• Kei laughs and slaps him on the back.
• The wedding is short and romantic, Takemichi sobbing his eyes out.
• When you throw the bouquet Hina catches it!
• Everyone celebrates that so much.
• In the end, you have a beautiful marriage and a few cats.
Some incorrect quotes that encapsulate y'all's relationships.
Kei: Hey, wanna help me commit arson?
Y/N: What the hell!?
Kei: Oh, sorry, my bad.
Kei: *Whispering* Wanna help me commit arson?
Y/N: *Whispering* Of course. What do you need?
Y/N: This is a bad idea.
Kei: Then why are you coming along?
Y/N: Someone has to get your injured ass home.
Kei: I love you.
Y/N: *Zoning out* What?
Kei: I said I’m selling you to the zOo-
*To Chifuyu*
Kei: Thought I was meowing back at Peke J for the past hour, but it was just me and Y/N meowing at each other from different rooms in the house.
Kei: Are you busy?
Y/N: Yes.
Kei: Cool, listen to this...
Kei: I got an idea!
Y/N: Does it involve breaking the law?
Kei: By now don’t you think that’s a given?
Y/N: I was just trying to be optimistic.
Kei: Don’t bother.
*About the Baji siblings*
Mitsuya: Who's in charge there?
Chifuyu: Usually whoever yells the loudest.
Y/N: I told Kei that his ears turn red when he lies.
Chifuyu: Oh, they do?
Y/N: No.
Chifuyu: Then why did you tell him that?
Y/N: Because I can do this.
Y/N: Hey Kei! Do you love us?
Kei: *With his hands over his ears* No.
Chifuyu: What would Y/N think?
Kei: Ok, that’s an interesting thought, but hear me out: what if… we ran an experiment where we spent the rest of our lives finding out what happened if we never told them?
Chifuyu: Do you guys ever have a civilized conversation that doesn't require insulting each other every time you get a chance?
Kei: No.
Y/N: No.
Chifuyu: Didn't think so.
Kei: Why don’t you go talk to them?
Chifuyu: *Sarcastically* Oh. Yeah, sure.
Baji: What? Just go tell Y/N they're cute, what’s the worst that could happen?
Chifuyu: They could hear me.
Y/N: Kill me nowwwww.
Kei: Sorry, no can do. I need your help with my homework.
Y/N: *Watching Chifuyu do something stupid* Keisuke, you're officially only the second highest risk here.
Kei: Hell yeah! I'm gonna-.
Y/N: Don't finish that sentence, you'll move back up.
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redr0sewrites · 7 months
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Sub!Eris Vanserra Thoughts/Hcs
this maaannnnnn ive been brainrotting sub eris foreverrr im kinda tired and my writing is kinda mid recently but i had to write this
🥀Cw: smut, sub!eris, marking, begging, praise, degrading, oral (m receiving), overall filth, reader is gn and can be read as a strap or actual dick
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Eris is such a brat, hes cocky and confident and most people would never suspect that hed ever submit
he doesn't relinquish control often, and you didn't think that was something he would ever be into until one night. you were riding him, and the both of you were sweaty and overstimulated with pleasure. His hips rutted up desperately, his arousal making his head hazy.
"ple- nghh, please mistress- it feels so good-" his pupils were blown out, hair tussled and chest heaving. He froze immediately, realizing what he had just said. You paused too, his words making you even more aroused then before
"you like that, little fox? like it when i make you beg?" eris doesnt meet your eyes, but you already know his answer
"if you want me to move again, you're going to have to ask nicely" his hips jerk up slightly, yet you force him back down, rolling your hips as a strained whine leaves his hips. Lets just say that it was quite an interesting night~
After that, Eris began to become more comfortable with being submissive
it definitely took some time for him to get used too, but he trusts you
love love LOVES when you tie him up, he wants to be completely at your mercy
pleASEEE praise him, this mf has the biggest praise kink. He needs to know how good he is, what a good job hes doing, how hes making you feel...
When you praise him, his eyes get glossy and his brain goes blissfully blank, he just need you so bad! he wants to be good for you, he really does
however, despite his love of praise, he can be a major brat....
eris will mercilessly tease you all in the hopes that you will rail him stupid, degrading him and biting deep hickeys into his firm shoulders as his knuckles turn white from gripping the sheets, eyes rolling in pleasure because its all so much, too much~
DEGRADE HIM‼️‼️‼️ SAY THE MEANEST SHIT TO HIM, PULL HIS HAIR AND BEND HIM IN HALF
has a reverse size kink, he LOOOVESSS if ur smaller than him yet still pin him down and restrain him. he adores it when you take control
sometimes, you tease him as well
say for example, hes very stressed doing his high lord duties- what better way to relieve his stress then sucking him off? crawling under his desk while hes working, he cant even focus from the overwhelming pleasure from your mouth around his cock. eris is biting his lip so hard it draws blood trying not to make a sound, yet soft whimpers keep slipping through. it only makes you more aroused, and one hand grips your hair roughly while the other clings to the desk, shaking with need as his eyes roll back
when hes angry, he adores it when your rough. fold him in half, his knees pressing up against his chest as you rail him senseless, your cock is so deep inside him, nudging his prostate so well and making his thoughts so fuzzy<3
overall, eris just loves it when you take control<333
i swear im trying to write more school is kicking my ass guyssss JAJSJSJ. IM ACTUALLY SO EXCITED I FINISHED THIS THO- FEEL FREE TO SEND IN MORE ACOTAR REQS IVE BEEN HAVING A TOTAL ACOTAR BRAINROT!!! I HAVE MORE ERIS STUFF COMING ALONG WITH SOME AZRIEL STUFF ROTTING IN MY DRAFTS LMAO
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yandere-arts · 1 year
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Yandere COD Ghost HCs Act 2
A/N: I literally hate writing fight scenes, LMAO. Sorry this took SO LONG but school’s been kicking my ass :/ Had some time to spare, though, so here you go 🙂
TAG LIST: @simligul , @greenkiki
Part 1 of my Yandere Ghost HCs series :)))
TW: yandere behavior, staring, stalking, ghost himself is enough to be a tw, misogynistic behavior (fem reader), war, guns, lots of blood, violence, hospitals, cursing at reader, self doubt and maybe some anxiety if you squint
ACT TWO in which Ghost discovers that he cares more for you than he initially thought, and that no injury, no pain, nothing will keep you away from him. —
-Gravel crunched under your boots as you and Soap made your way towards the main warehouse. Nerves were high and you tried your best to focus on Price’s voice as he navigated you through the aisles and rooms once inside. There were bags everywhere and a chemical stench rotted off the walls, yet the two of you kept moving. 
-All was well until you heard gunshots down the hall and a blend of Russian and English cursing. Ghost had found the man you were looking for, but he had been found as well. 
-Immediately, you and Soap sprinted towards the noise, firing when you saw the tall bodyguards. 
-Ghost’s gun and knife were on the ground — they had disarmed him. 
-Soap was screaming at Price though his mic, and Price was screaming back at him to stay in position. Not to move, not to flinch, even, to just take it as it was. You heard Price's hesitation as he spoke. You knew things had to be bad if he was concerned.
-So you acted. You didn’t know why — maybe out of some stupid need to protect your teammates. You took the bodyguards out while Soap dragged Ghost up to a sitting position. He was growling something at you as you stayed behind to cover for them, bullets whizzing past you and you responding with equal fervor. 
-Suddenly, Price was screaming over the radio, telling everyone to get out — to abort — and soon there wasn’t a sound in the facility as TF 141 left, wounded and nearly one man down, yet with the intel. 
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-Once back at the base, the commotion started up again as the wounded were treated soldiers decompressed from their respective missions. -But TF141 was filled with anxiety as they waited for the results of Ghost’s condition. Soap was insisting that Ghost would ultimately walk away from this experience with nothing but a few scars, but you didn’t think so. This guy… he was supposed to be unbreakable. Untouchable. Everything you’d heard about him you’d thought to be undeniably true. And yet, YOU had to drag his ass out of there with Soap. All you wanted to know was what went wrong.
-After a few hours, Ghost was well enough to have visitors. TF141 flooded in, all nervous smiles and waves. Ghost’s right arm, upper right thigh, and head were bandaged and blood was already seeping through each wrapping. It became quiet again once they actually saw him in his disheveled state. This was not who Ghost was.
-“You all right there, mate? You look a little pale,” Soap said, attempting a weak joke to lighten the mood. Ghost’s pale skull mask was still on, now clean of any blood and gore that once decorated it. He grunted slightly in response to the joke, but his eyes weren’t on Johnny.
-They burned into the yours, something like fury rolling around in them. He wasn’t… mad at you for saving him, was he? He shouldn't be, you were simply doing your job! And yet if looks could kill, you'd be in a coffin already...
-The men around you shifted uncomfortably as Price began lightly scolding Ghost for his incompetence. Ghost only broke eye contact with you when Price yelled at him. It felt as though an enormous weight had suddenly been lifted from your shoulders.
-Price eventually ushered everyone out of the room for a little one-on-one chat with Ghost, most likely to make sure that everything was fine with the normally deadly man. Turning to leave, you heard Ghost's rough voice call out to you by name, ordering you to stay. Oh God, this was not going to end well.
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-"I don't think you understand how a fucking team works (Codename)," he remarked, intensely staring at you from beneath the plastic barrier.
-You scoffed, "Ghost, I think I perfectly understand what a team does. Soap and I saved your ass when you needed us that's how--"
-"No, sweetheart, you don't understand. I don't give a shit about who saves who. Your job was to stay in your FUCKING POSITION until one of your superiors -- me -- told you otherwise!" he roared. Though lying in bed beneath you, you felt the room getting smaller. His presence was enough to suffocate you now, and his yelling made your throat dry and tight. Nevertheless, you argued, knowing you were right.
-"With all due respect, I am a part of this team and my job is to protect my teammates. If Soap needs help, I'm there already. Gaz? I'm right by his side. But if YOU need help, it's suddenly a crime to assist someone? You could have died! The mission would have gone to shit and every--"
-"SHUT YOUR MOUTH (Codename)! SHUT YOUR FUCKING MOUTH NOW. You listen to your captain and your superiors from now on, as you should have. Price told you to remain in position and yet you had to move your ass and do something fucking heroic! I will have you cut from this team if you do not control yourself and follow the rules, (Codename), mark my fucking words. You do not get to make the rules. You do not get to disobey my commands. You do not get to play the hero because actions have fucking consequences, and you’re not apparently smart enough to understand that.”
-He stared ferociously at you, but slowly he became blurred. You couldn’t — wouldn’t — cry in front of him. That would only make things worse. You tried to be practical. You tried, but your superior yelling at you, the toxicity of the environment, the stress of the transfer, the fact that you weren’t fucking good enough despite everything you’d done — it was too much.
-“I’m sorry, Lieutenant. I didn’t realize I wasn’t allowed to do my job,” and then you walked, slowly enough to make sure he knew you were’t upset (though he read you like an open book), but fast enough to escape him.
-His yelling echoed through the room even after you left, and was the only sound left echoing after you shut the doors.
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-It was ridiculous how desperately the team tried to act normal following Ghost’s injury. For nearly a month, you went about training other recruits, helping to move equipment, working out, and doing everything to pretend that TF141 was whole even without Ghost.
-What a lie… even Graves had made comments about things were starting to go downhill. But everything that goes down must come up, right?
-Apparently. A month after the accident, you finally decided to talk to Ghost again. You were still upset over his words and actions, but he was right in a way (though it hurt you to admit it.) You had acted foolishly, but you’d do it again. Better to do that than see another person die.
-And you still felt guilty over getting the last word on him. Poor guy was bleeding out… maybe you should have been more sympathetic? Maybe you could make things right.
-So here you were, dressed in normal clothing, standing at the foot of his bed where you had fought with him merely 31 days ago.
-He just stared at you, dark eyes painting his hauntingly attractive mask (you never thought to consider how pretty his eyes were…), waiting for you to make the first move.
-“…Ghost…,” you began. You hadn’t used his codename in a month, only Lieutenant. “I… want to apologize for my actions. I was irrational and I could have gotten myself hurt too…. I’m sorry.”
-You watched him carefully, wanting to see just a flicker of emotion behind the mask. God, you wanted to tear it off his face and just SEE him.
-Ghost closed his eyes for a moment before shifting his weight forward and sitting up. “(Codename), I understand why you did what you did. I just need you to understand that it was not the right moment to do it. I’m sure you already know how fucked war is and how fucked soldiers are. I’m replaceable. I shouldn’t jeopardize the safety of the mission. We got the intel, but this can not happen again.”
-You nodded and your eyes met with an understanding forming between the two of you. Slowly, you pulled up a chair next to his bed and you began to speak about what had been going on as of late with the team.
-Of course, you mentioned Soap’s terrible jokes, Gaz’s midnight escapade that got him grounded for a week, and the one time you almost set the entire barracks kitchen on fire. Though you couldn’t see his face, you were sure he was smiling at your gestures and the little voices you made to mimic your teammates.
-He couldn’t lie… it was endearing. And he appreciated that you apologized, though he felt it was deserved. Truth be told, he didn’t know why HE apologized to you.
-Normally, it’d be radio silence from him. But… he liked you. He LIKED you. And he wanted you safe and on good terms.
-By dinner, you had to leave, bidding him farewell, and leaving the chair empty. He stared at it for a while after you left, thinking over your conversation and your past interactions. The way you’d fearlessly defended him, despite barely knowing him. You’d opened up to him, you’d protected him, and you CARED for him. Your recent actions were proof enough.
-For the first time in years, Simon Riley’s heart was truly warmed by the thought of someone caring for him. This wasn’t like something between him and Soap or him and Price. This was… different.
-Simon Riley thought for a long time, long after the lights had been turned off and the infirmary had gone quiet. He thought, he wondered, and he realized… he may be replaceable, but you, darling, weren’t.
-With that thought in his mind, Simon was calmed into sleep. Slowly, he drifted off into dreams where you were by his side again, witty, hopeful, and irreplaceable.
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inklore · 2 years
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Laur my beloved! FELICITACIONES on your milestone!! 🎉🎉🎉 I'm so proud of you, today and every day 😘😘 -- for the blurbs I'm ready to explode....
I'm sorry I can't remember the number for the prompt but it's “Just marry me already" with our boy rooster?? You know that man is looking for wifey.
Pls and thank you, beautiful 💜🌿🌻☀️
this love
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pairing: bradley ‘rooster’ bradshaw x fiancé!reader warnings: minors dni, fluff, established relationship, alcohol.  etc: literally this is a spoiler alert for my upcoming rooster two parter, but i felt like this prompt just fit them the best. so consider this a sneak peek at these two lmao. also ilysm rae bby <33
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When you imagined the two of you moving closer to fightertown, closer to Mav and the rest of the group—you hadn’t imagined this is how you’d spend a few of your nights; helping a too-tipsy Rooster through the doors of your house. His arm draped over your shoulders, trying his best not to lean any weight on you as he insists he could walk on his own, and then proving you wrong by tripping over the top step.
“Scratch that,” he laughs.
“Yeah,” you roll your eyes at him. Help him find his footing as you lean him against the door casing, as you fish out the house keys from your pocket.
His head is resting against the casing, smiling down at you. His brown eyes devoid of his signature aviators that hang snuggly from the front of your tank top—his own doing when the game of pool got too intense with him and Hangman actually teamed up for once, the two spending an hour jesting with each other only to both be outsmarted by Phoenix because they were “too busy cackling like a couple of school girls” she had sneered at them.
“You’re so beautiful.” He’s saying, silky smooth and full of praise as he brushes a finger across your cheek. His shadow looming over you, blocking out the light from the porch, his hot breath puffing against your skin as he bends his head in to press a kiss to your exposed shoulder, then the side of your neck, then cheek.
And you should be upset because if it’s one thing Bradley Bradshaw can’t handle it’s liquor—at least not as much as he had tonight. And he made you carry his ass up the steps, and he’s distracting you from opening the door and getting his ass to bed.
But it’s hard to not let his extra sweetness, that sweetness and touchy feely buzz he gets when he’s buzzing, wash over you like a warm blanket. Hard not to laugh and smile as you try to push his chest with your palm so you can get the damn door unlocked.
“I don’t feel like sleeping on the porch.” You declare as he relentlessly pulls himself from you, leaning back up, his smile still in perfect place.
His arm snakes around your back, “I’ll keep you warm.”
You want to tell him that it’s nearly 90 degrees out here, but can’t wipe that boyish grin off of his face. Can’t rain down on his loving parade.
“Always keep my girl warm,” a kiss to the top of your head, thumb pushing up the bottom of your tank to rub into the flesh of your hip. “Safe.”
When you finally get the door unlocked you push it open, turn and wrap your arms around his neck. “Just as she will keep you safe by getting your ass in bed so you’re not falling up the stairs anymore.”
The two of you laugh, Rooster leaning in to peck your lips before he’s lifting you a few inches off of the ground to carry you into the house. Your eyes clenched and ready for the trip over the threshold, the pain of falling into something, or at the very least something getting knocked over by his large body, lack of viewpoint, and drunken sways.
But nothing comes.
Rooster kicks the door closed with the boot of his shoe. Has his arms wrapped around your midsection as he heads towards the stairs but deters to press you into the wall right below them—for what you assume is his way of knowing he won’t make it up the steps without the both of you toppling over.
“Just want to look at you s’more.” He debunks your teasing grin and runs his palm down your head, your cheek, to rest below your jaw. His eyes trailing over every inch of your face; your eyes, lips, neck, your cleavage peeking out. Then back up again, his smile filled with adoration, love. That look he gives you when you catch him staring. A glow in his eyes that makes you weak in the knees, that makes you glad he’s yours.
“Just marry me already,” he says, frowns. “I might go crazy if you don’t become my wife already!” He’s declaring loudly like a poet on his knees below a tower, his chest leaning into yours to press a trail of kisses along your jaw and lips, “please, please,” he’s laughing, you're laughing and suddenly you couldn’t imagine anything other than this. This life. Him. You. Together.
You’d carry him drunk, sober, whatever, all of it, all of the time. As long as everyday for the rest of your life was like this.
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sookiesookie · 1 year
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♪ riri williams music taste headcannons ♪
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a/n: a lil sumn silly while I finish these two ffs in my drafts
key:
riri dialogue
shuri dialogue
reader dialogue
♪ listens to songs she can get high to (or feel high to, she mostly gets high socially rather than alone)
♫ on some cloud nine type things, Don Toliver, Travis Scott, A$AP Rocky, Childish Gambino, Kid Cudi
♫ but not limited to psychedelic indie or rock like Mac Demarco, Jimi Hendrix, TV Girl, Yves Tumor, Tame Impala, Men I Trust, that one Lil Yatchy album counts too ig lmao
♪ stem!riri? yeah she’s def on that Canadian Nigga Trio HEAVY (Drake, PND, The Weeknd)
♫ toxic stem!riri? Brent & Bryson in rotation
♪ gang gang w/ some Pierre Bourne, Lucki, Ken Carson, Young Nudy
♪ Smino and Baby Keem on lock
♪ she likes a lot of pluggnb/trap, especially the girls
♪ Bktherula her baby frrr
♪ she DID have an XXXTENTACION phase for about 2 years in middle school
♪ a huge rnb girlie ofc, with your SZA, Summer Walker, Jhené Aiko, Victoria Monet, Tinashe, Teyana Taylor, Ari Lennox things naturally
♪ HEAVY ON KEHLANI
♫ probably her top artist
♫ like she’ll kick your ass if you dare skip a song by her TOP ARTIST
♪ she hates Justin Timberlake because of Janet Jackson but she can’t deny his first two albums being in rotation
♫ she still rides for Janet Jackson OF COURSE though, that’s her queen
♪ definitely some 90s and 00s rnb, rap, and neo soul
♫ definitely some 90s and 00s rnb, rap, and neo soul when she’s up in it-
♪ speaking of neo, she’s on Neyo HEAVY
♪ goes hard for the rap girlies, Flo Milli, Ice Spice, Bree Runway, Rico Nasty, Monaleo, Megan The Stallion
♬ “DOECHIIIIIIIIII!”
♫ if there’s one thing about riri, it’s Doechii
♫ Spooky Coochie>>>
♪ COLE WORLD, a middle school favorite
♬ “Now put a finger in the sky if you want it nigga!”
♪ definitely on her Kendrick things too
♪ spotify user to the fullest
♪ fuck Sony headphones, she made her own lil’ bluetooth noise canceling headset with good bass to not only make sure she can listen to music but FEEL that shii 
♪ also she didn’t feel like paying $300+ for that so…
♪ she can’t ever listen to an album on shuffle, she feels it ruins the “cinematic experience”
♬ “I know you did NOT just skip that shit.”
♬ “Riri, it was literally an interlude.”
♬ “I said turn that shit back!”
♪ she’ll backhand slap you if you dare try it with a Weeknd album, that’s just an unspoken rule for her never to skip a Weeknd song in an album (a/n I may be projecting w/ this one lmao)
♪ is an avid playlist maker and has playlists for every single mood and activity
♬ “Tryna smoke? Lemme pull up this playlist i got-”
♬ “You goin’ to the store? Wait, lemme hook up my driving playlist-”
♬ “You having trouble studying? Hol’ on- I got this good playlist I use for when I'm doing my math homework!”
♬ “Okayyyy some chill rnb so far, Sade, Erykah Badu, D’Angelo, Alicia Keys… Rico Nasty, Bktherula, Destroy Lonely, Carti???
♬ “What? I tend to get pissed off about an hour in! Especially if it’s word problems!”
♪ she listens to both, but she keeps the “Cochise >>> Carti” opinion to herself
♪ Frank Ocean makes her tear up for no reason so she barely listens to him unless she’s in the mood to cry
♪ she was a Nicki fan… she still IS one, who you frontin’ on?
♬ “R-R-R-Roman!”
♪ honestly, she was on everybody part of Young Money, Bedrock was a moment in time
♪ she was definitely an Ariana Grande fan in middle school tho, don’t play with her
♫ she still gon’ blast her My Everything and Yours Truly albums in her garage, don’t get it twisted
♪ she was a 1D fan in elementary school but she’ll forever deny it happened
♫ she’ll blast Big Time Rush like a bitch though (Boyfriend is a hood classic)
♪ MINDLESS BEHAVIOR RIDER
♪ she still has their CDs stowed away in her garage somewhere
♪ (cannon) anime watcher on her jpop/jrock shii
♫ and we can’t forget the OSTs in her playlist
♫ Ouran High School host club outro>>>
♪ Lamp listener, definitely a comfort artist for her
♪ she fucks w/ Shuri’s kpop (cannon) stuff too though she’s not a fan
♫ she’ll shake ass to Kick It by NCT on the low, though
♪ she’s on plugging/trap so you know she definitely on her hyper pop shit too
♪ her top 10 artists: Kehlani, Lamp, J. Cole, Bktherula, Janet Jackson, PARTYNEXTDOOR, Mac Demarco, Victoria Monet, Doechii, Rico Nasty
a riri mix for realism:
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More requests (me have lots of ideas but zero writing skills-)
South Park meeting reader who is like hella countrysided. Like hunting, fishing, accent, even has a few horses and a farm she goes to occasionally.
Or how they would react to being kicked off a horse lmao. - Marshmellow
MARSHMELLOW YOU SPOIL ME! 5 REQUESTS BACK TO BACK!? ofc I'm doing the south park ones first bc I need to think on the vikings ones, and also I'm more familiar with country stuff
we'll do the main four x country!reader platonically
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On the first day of school you show up in dusty steel toe boots, Wrangler jeans, and a beat up hoodie
of course you stood out, and of course Mr. Garrison told the main four to show you around (and be your friend)
"So uh, where are you from?"
"Texas, much colder 'ere than there but atleast it ain't wind cold!"
the boys looked so confused when your accent busted out
like huh? what did you just say?
"Texas? so yer a hick? do you fuck your cousins?"
"SHUT UP FATASS! OF COURSE SHE DOESNT FUCK HER COUSINS!"
you were taken aback by Eric and Kyle's outbursts
but being from Texas meant you had a mouth of your own
"Now listen 'ere tubby tubby, I ain't no damn hick, yer thinking of more east than Texas. and fer fucking my cousins that's some Alabama shit that I don't partake in. You insult my culture one more damn time and I'll hog tie you up in a tree fer the wild kitties to play with. We got an understandin'?"
that shut him up right quick
after that you invite the boys over to your ranch where horses and cattle roam free
Kenny loved all the taxidermied animals that were hung on the wall, all shot and killed by you and your dad
the others... not so much, it mostly creeped them out that you have a wild boar hanging on the wall, stuffed or not
you ever seen that video where the guy in the bathroom is touching a taxidermied deers balls and gets caught?
yea that's Eric in your bathroom when he sees a bucks ass sitting above your toilet on the wall
"You boys wanna do some real cowboying? we got a young bronco that needs broken in and you fellas are gonna help"
when they got out to the ring and saw the young bronco they all thought oh this won't be so bad
until they saw you get bucked off of it
eyes wide jaws dropped
CARTMAN: he didn't even last as long as you did on the little guy
"I WANT MY MUUUUUM!"
STAN: he was freaked out but kept a level head, he lasted for a decent time but still got bucked off
"How the hell do you do this? My whole body is screaming!"
KYLE: he was like Stan, except he vocally expressed his fear by screaming the entire time
"GET ME OFF THIS DAMN THING!"
KENNY: for shits and giggles Kenny once rode a mechanical bull so this wasn't different... except it was a live young bronco who was much meaner
"oh my God! the horse killed kenny!"
"you bastard!"
you as a being was a total culture shock to them, but all in all yall remain good friends, and somehow you keep Eric in place with the hog tie threat every time
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