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astraeusasta · 4 months

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The Kindest Winter

Annie Leonhardt x Fem!Reader.

You are a cadet in the 104th Cadet Camp. You've always been rather distant with the other members, however, you've also always been there to support them. Having a smile on your face when everyone else felt down - happy to let others confide in you. Though, there was one girl you stuck out to you most. Annie Leonhardt.

Annie had also been watching you from afar, although definitely hid it a lot better than you.

Tags: Reciprocated Love, Untold Love, Fluff, Established Mutual Crush. CW: Deep topics, awkward conversations, self-deprecation. Word Count: 1.8k words

The evening was cold. Freezing almost. You had struggled to sleep with the sound of the gusting winds outside. In a way, it could have been soothing. If it weren’t for one thing that had been troubling your mind today. A blonde girl who also partook in the same cadet training as you, she had these beautiful watercolour eyes - but a face of pure ice. A cold stare that gave practically everyone the shivers. She barely spoke, in fact, she rarely spoke. But that fact couldn’t stop how much she weighed on your mind. Her stoic face gave the impression she was troubled or being weighed down by a burden. Though you could never know for sure. In a way, you wished you had the confidence to talk to the girl - Nervousness filled your body at the mere thought of it. It’s not like she’d talk to somebody as irrelevant as you either. You weren’t outspoken like Jean or Eren. You didn’t have extraordinary talents like Mikasa or Armin. Combat wise, you were practically an idiot. The only true thing you’d been able to do was cheer people up after a hard training day, even then you sought no thanks or recognition for it. Merely hoped someone would give you the time of day.

After spending a fair bit of time mulling over your shortcomings. You began to exit your room. A risky move, yes, but a necessary one. You roomed with Christa, Ymir, Sasha and Mina. They were all too deep in sleep to notice or recognise you’d left. The chill of the evening striking you as you’d left the room like a harsh punch to the face. You flinched at the feeling. Walking towards the front door of the cabins, that was until you heard a familiar voice from behind you, flicking your head around to quickly look at who it was. You noticed a tired Annie standing there with a small candle lit in a cage.

“What’re you doing up this late, hm?” She questioned you, a suspicious look on her face as she glared at you. Nervously, you let out a small laugh. A reflex of your own, rubbing the side of your neck. “No..I couldn’t fall asleep so I thought I’d get some fresh air. I found a nice spot to sit on around here.” Now was your true chance to get to know Annie a little better - the two of you had talked before but it was brief when she had uncharacteristically helped you up after you’d had a beat down by Mikasa. “Would you care to join me, since you’re awake too?” You asked, tilting your head. Trying to keep your composure was difficult, especially with the way she was glaring at you. Though, when the question had finally registered, Annie’s face softened and her eyes widened. Almost like she hadn’t expected you to ask her. “Why do you think I’d want to?” She retorted. Her glare reappeared on her face. It became clear to you at that moment, this was all a front. “That’s why I asked, to see if you’d like too. Plus I’d like to get to know you a little better!” Channelling your optimism back into the conversation, once again you’d noticed her stoic exterior soften around the edges, giving you a way in. “If you don’t want to, that’s completely fine too. I’ll happily go alone!” You then noticed a shift in her body, she’d begun walking for the door.

“Fine. I’ll go. You shouldn’t be wandering alone in the dark, not with your combat skills anyways.” She spoke lightly, and although she had insulted you. Her voice had a soft concerned ring to it. You smiled as she looked back at you, her head whipping back around the moment she caught your eyes. “Hurry up then.” She spoke once more as she opened the door into the cold night. You both walked around in silence until you had reached the infamous spot you had previously mentioned to the blonde. You sat down first, Annie looked around before joining you. You looked up at her, she wasn’t much taller than you. Perhaps an inch or two, maybe a few centimetres? You weren’t really concerned with it. She looked so pretty in the moonlight, her diamond eyes shining as the light lit up her features. You couldn’t help but stare at Annie, you’d only got to see her upclose once and she moved away practically instantly. She’d put up such a tough exterior that almost nobody can get in. The only person really attempting is Armin Arlert, but he’d always been able to see through people quickly, smart enough to be a commander that boy was.

Suddenly, Annie’s face and eyes came to meet yours. “What?” She questioned, giving you a suspicious look. You quickly turned your head forward. “Nothing-!” You’d been caught staring. Shoving your face into your hands and bringing your knees up to your chest. Your face quickly reddens. But, you feel a hand brush a strand of your hair behind your ear. Gently lifting your head and looking towards the girl beside you. Who, at this moment in time, had an affable look on her face. One of warmth and virtue. “It’s alright, don’t worry about it.” She spoke, although a little awkwardly, you understood what she meant and lifted your head fully to look at her. “You said you wanted to know more about me, right? Ask away.” You smiled at her, eyes gleaming with fascination and curiosity. “Thank you.” You uttered before beginning your questionnaire. “Where do you come from?”

She answered your questions earnestly and honestly. Sometimes she’d ask you a question back. Though her questions were very different from yours, mostly asking about things you liked or your opinions on certain things or people. It was nice for someone to be interested in those things about you. You retorted with some of those questions back to her, although it took the blonde by surprise, she was willing to oblige with your request and give answers. You talked for what you’d both felt like was ten minutes, but had ended up being half an hour. It was wild how time flies when you are enjoying yourself. You had one final question, a question that you’d wondered since you really figured Annie out.

“Why do you act so distant and stoic?” That question seemed to anger Annie a little, a hint of frustration in her eyes - along with that familiar sadness you’d experienced when you first saw her. A hurt look, like an injured lost puppy. “You don’t have to answer, I won’t fo-” She cut you off with a finger to your mouth. “Stop talking, please. I’ll answer it.” You couldn’t help but feel your stomach do cartwheels at her touch. In a way, you’d wished even that little touch could have lasted longer - But alas you began to listen to her. “I don’t particularly enjoy talking to others, I find it pointless and exhausting. People are rather stupid, and lack a lot of common sense. I can’t help but pity a few of you. I prefer to be alone. That’s really all there is to it.” A sinking feeling in your heart as her previously softened exterior began to sharpen once more. In a way, you had felt she was talking about you during this. The smile on your face dropping a little. “Wasn’t the answer you had wished for, was it? That’s how the world is, you never get what you want.” Her words cut deep, it wasn’t. In a way you would have preferred a sappy sob story of her life rather than practically being insulted. “I’m grateful you answered anyways, thank you!” Picking up your shoulders and lifting your chin, you forced a smile for the blonde in front of you. Folding your hands in your lap, you watched as her expression got even worse. An even angrier expression clouding her face in the moonlight.

“I have a question I’d like to ask you, actually.” You locked eyes with her, she'd definitely got your attention. Slowly, she brought her hands up to your face. Touching the sides of your mouth with her thumbs and bringing your smile down. “Why do you force yourself to smile for the sake of others? I watch you destroy yourself, helping others after long hard days when you yourself were suffering. It’s sad. Truly. Someone with such a kind heart being destroyed by themselves.” You stared at her blankly, your eyes sparkled. She’d been paying attention to you? Wow that was some take away but you had a question to answer. Annie’s hands rested on your cheeks, though you doubted she’d noticed she was still doing it and didn’t want to call her out in fear of losing this touch you had. Leaning into it gently.

“I don’t know, to be fully honest with you. Seeing everyone else happy is enough for me.” Her eyes widened at your proclamation, slowly going back to normal. She smiled before a sad look hit her face. Slowly removing her hands. Annie usually hated physical contact, well initiating it that is. But at this moment, her body moved faster than her brain could react. In an instant you were wrapped in a tight yet comforting embrace. “Of course that’s what you’d say…you really are stupid.” She’d called you stupid, yet it didn’t feel like she meant it that way at all. In fact, it felt like she was warming up to you or maybe she already had. “We should get you to bed, ___. It’s late and cold. I’ll tuck you in.” Her tone came as dismissive and distant as she let go of the hug and grabbed your wrist tightly. Standing up sharply. But it didn’t feel like she meant it that way. “I’d like that..” You replied, the grip on your wrist tightening as you spoke. “Good.” She replied as she pulled you towards your room.

As you reached the door, you put a finger to your mouth. Making a ‘shh’ sound. Annie got the hint as she opened the door gently. You began to walk over to your bed. It was a bottom bunk in the corner of the room. You’d picked that one out cause it was the easiest to get too and just as promised, Annie tucked you into bed. Pulling your blankets over you. Gently, you held her arm. A silent way of insisting she stay a little longer. “Annie..” You whispered, her head turning slightly towards you. “What’s wrong?” She replied. You used your free hand to show she should lean closer towards you. “Goodnight.” She sighed, gently brushing the hair off of your forehead with her free hand. “Goodnight, ___.” Leaning down, she placed a light kiss onto your head before getting up and leaving. You felt a wash of heat take over your face, was that real? Did you dream that?

#attack on titan #cute #fluff #fanfic #ao3 fanfic #annie leonhart #annie leonhardt x reader #one shot #sad thoughts #short oneshot

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shinestarhwaa · 1 year

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Falling || C.S.

Genre: Angst, Fluff

Pairing: San x fem reader

Word count: 688

Warnings/tags: San is readers best friend but they're kind of in love, depression, mentions of death and trauma, abuse, family drama, anxiety, reader has no experience in love, insecurity about weight

(If ur dealing with any mental issues, pls remember ur not alone! Find someone to talk to, my door is always open <3)

ENJOY!

"I'm never gonna find love," you sighed, staring at the tv, displaying all the great names of actors who starred in the movie you just finished.

"What? What do you mean, never?" San commented, his eyebrows raising as he slid the hood from his head, revealing his silky raven hair.

"My life's just never gonna be as perfect as her's. She got it all. She has the job, she has gorgeous looks. She has a hot boyfriend, and look at me, I'm only a potato that no one wants."

San frowned. "What are you even talking about? You have a fine job, you're prettier than she is, you could easily get a boyfriend. You just need to learn how to open up," he said as he played with your hair.

"I'll never be good enough anyways," you mumbled, turning off the TV.

"You don't have to be so insecure, Y/N, you're doing okay, right?"

"Okay... yeah, sure," you sighed. Okay? No you were not okay.

You had lived your whole life with your parents telling you you weren't enough, hitting you once again when you didn't get an A on a test (even though you got a B).

Your entire life was about trying to make them happy, make them proud of you, but not once in your life had they told you this. Yet, you still loved them. Still needed their validation, because they were your parents.

Now you're well above 20, and you lost your parents a few months ago, as they passed together in a car accident. Your ignorant sister, who has always believed to be better than you has moved to the other side of the world, not bothering to even contact you.

Now even when they're gone you can't let it go. You flinch when people you care about raise their voice or raise their arms, you feel your heart beat faster with anxiety when someone looks at your body and you feel like you can not breathe when you have to make a test.

They ruined you.

No you were not okay.

Would you ever be okay?

San looked at you. "Y/N? Are you there?You've zoned out...," he said as he wiped a tear from your cheek. You hadn't even noticed you were crying.

You looked down. Can't look him in his eyes. His sweet loving eyes. You only wanted him to look at you the way you looked at him.

But he was a friend. With beautiful eyes that made you melt. A smile that makes you feel warm inside. Skin that makes every part of your body tingle when you touch.

To you he was San. But to him, you are just you.

"Sweetheart, don't cry... you'll get there. You have your whole life ahead of you," San said as he pulled you close.

Your head rested on his warm, muscular chest. Softly, you sobbed into his chest, tears staining his black t-shirt.

"San? Do you think I'm a failure?," you sobbed. San's heart broke, again, and again. With every tear he felt on his shirt. It broke him. He wanted you so bad. Wanted you to be okay.

San wanted to kiss you so bad, make you believe you're the most beautiful creature on this entire planet. A failure? You're an angel. My angel.

"Honey, you're not a failure...," he sighed. "Look at me."

Shyly, your eyes met his, and for a second it took away every sorrow in your body.

"You... are a beautiful young lady, inside and out. You have talent, you're passionate, you're beautiful, kind and sexy. You have nothing to worry about. I got you..."

"I am...? Sexy?"

You blushed a little when you noticed San's flustered look on his face.

He nodded softly. "You are sexy, you really are, I mean... you just have all the right...,'' San sighed, '' you are everything anyone could possibly want."

"But that's not true. No one wants me. No one ever has fallen for me," you sighed as you rubbed your eyes, mascara staining your cheek and hands.

"But I am falling for you, Y/N."

#choi san #san #ateez #angst #fluff #friends to lovers #trauma and shizzles #emotional #short oneshot

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writingsoftwistedwonderland · 1 year

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Mario Party Biters

Character: Floyd Leech Description: You, Floyd, Trey, and Jade play mario party together! nothing bad happens :3 Word Count: 479

Very short, but very sweet

Floyd Leech X Male!Reader

“Shrimpy! How could you… I TRUSTED YOU!!” Floyd shouts as Y/n laughs.

“Oh Floyd, you sweet, innocent soul, you never trust someone in this world”

‘You got a star!’ The tv chimed as Waluigi spun with the cartoony star.

“Cruel CRUEL SHRIMPY! That is a cheap tactic!” Floyd shouts pulling his boyfriend into his lap, kissing the boy's cheek aggressively while his brother shakes his head, also in his boyfriend's lap. Trey snickered softly at the brothers' antics.

“Brother, you used the same tactics on me and trey just a few minutes earlier! You are being a hypocrite!” Jade complains, leaning a bit on Trey, pouting softly at his brother as Trey wrapped his arms around Jade. “See the difference between you and I Jade is that I am better,” Floyd said confidently before his boyfriend pinched his cheek lightly “Nah, the difference is you are a sore winner~” Y/N teases gently, smiling as Trey used his turn, triggering the next mini-game segment.

Shy Guy Says pops up on the screen, Trey, who hadn’t played the game until tonight, reads through the rules, playing the tutorial minigame before reading up.

The gameplay was short and sweet, all four of the members were doing well, Trey was the first to go, accidentally pressing the A button instead of B, getting his barrel cut from the main boat. “Ah well, There I go, good luck you three” Trey leans back, moving as little as possible since he didn’t want to disturb jade who was sitting in his lap. The eel in Trey’s lap stayed focused until sneezing resulting in him pressing the wrong button and getting cut away from the boat as well, having the same fate as his partner deed in the digital sea. “AAAAHH!! Whyyyy! Why did I have to sneeezzzeee” Jade whines, before turning and nuzzling into trey’s shoulder, trey laughs softly, kissing jade’s temple and providing comfort.

“Come on shrimpy~ I know you feel like losing~” Floyd taunted the boy in his lap, swaying a bit to jostle him up to get him to lose. “Nah, I don't feel like losing, I'm too good at this ga- OW FLOYD YOU FUCKER!” and like that Waluigi was sent into the ocean leaving Floyd, who chose Yoshi, to win.

Floyd chuckles, removing his jaw from his boyfriend's shoulder, taking the 15 coins of that round. Floyd kisses the irritated skin, as his boyfriend baps him with his shirt sleeve. Jade shook his head while trey laughed, already use to this behavior since jade usually did the same.

“YOU ARE A CHEATER!” Y/N shouts, face red from being bitten over a Mario party game. “ALL IS FAIR IN LOVE AND WAR, MY SHRIMPY!” Floyd chuckles, squeezing his boyfriend lovingly before continuing the game.

…

“HOW THE FUCK DID YOU WIN!” “BECAUSE I AM NOT A BITING CHEATER!”

#Octavinelle #Floyd Leech X male reader #Floyd Leech #Trey Clover #Jade Leech #Trey Clover X Jade Leech #Mario Party fic #Oneshot #Short Oneshot

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mistyfoxxy · 1 year

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As always:

Willow flirting, but like, nonstop, Hubter it's about to explode

”Hunter!”

“Ah!” The blonde nearly jumped out of his clothes at the sudden intruder. He thought he had been alone. That everyone was out with Camila.

He turned around from his place on the couch and looked at the very pretty, confused Willow Park.

“Are you the only one here? I looked around the house but couldn’t find anyone? Did they go somewhere?” She asked, voice laced with concern and something else he couldn’t put a finger on.

“Yeah. But I thought you were with them. They went to the store.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah.”

The two stared awkwardly at eachother for a few long seconds. Hunter felt his face heat up as the plant witch slowly started smirking. He gulped.

Willow moved one hand down the beam she had been leaning on and tapped the wood. “That couch looks kind of lonely. Care if I join?”

“Uh- yeah! Of course! Why- it’s a couch. It looks… lonely.” He tried.

She smiled and skipped down the stairs before plopping right next to him.

“Whatcha doing?”

“Oh I was reading. Nothing special. Just a book called Grim. Well it’s actually pretty interesting. It’s human fiction but like it’s about this girl who’s cursed and has to collect witches and fairies in this book to create fairytales to end it. I don’t know. But there is a really cool guy in it. I think hes actually a prince but I’m not sure yet.”

“Interesting. I’ll have to borrow that once you’re done with it.” She prompted as she leaned in a little. Bumping his arm with hers playfully.

“Heh. Yeah! Im almost-st done.” He stuttered. She scooted closer. Titan he thought he was gonna burn up. Her thigh was against his now. She was touching him. They were touching. Oh titan.

“You’re really cute when you’re bashful, you know that?”

“Cute?!”

“Oh yeah.” She smirked. She tilted her head as of to get a better look and placed a hand on his arm.

“Well.. I think you’re pretty cute too. But you’re not bashful as me of course!” He squeaked.

“Oh you do?” She asked not so innocently. Eyes widening and lips pouty.

“Well yeah. That’s a dumb question- no offense. Have you looked in a mirror? Your gorgeous.”

She gasped a little and then the smirk took its place again. Eyes softened a little though.

“So. What we’re you doing? How come you didn’t go with the others?”

“oh would you have rather me go?”

“What! No! I was- just wondering! Of course I like you with me!” He yelled defensively and she started giggling.

“I’m just kidding. I was sleeping. I like to be with you too.” She prompted.

“Oh… that’s cool.”

“Yes it is. It’s cool we feel the same way.” She prompted farther.

He looked at her confused. “What- wait. Sort of? I don’t think so though. I like you with me a lot more than just that.”

“what do you mean?” She asked with a teasing smile.

Hunter finally realized what he had said he looked away. “N-nothing.”

“Nothing?”

“Hehe. Uhm. Is the chicken ready?”

“The what?” She asked, a hand covered her mouth to keep her laughter at bay.

“I- I don’t know. Do you wanna watch a movie?”

“I wanna know what you mean, Hunter.”

“I said nothing! I mean I didn’t but you- you wouldn’t understand. I don’t even understand it. It’s complicated.” He felt like his face was on fire. How could he have let this slip. How??? And why was she getting closer??? He could barely breath now. Too close.

“Oh is it? Maybe I’ll just have to tickle it out of you!” Then the witch jumped the blonde, nocking him down on the couch and her fingers attacked his sides.

Hunter thought he couldn’t breath before. Now he thought he was gonna die! “HAHAHAHA! STOP WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME?? Haha!” He had never felt so… wired before. But he couldn’t stop laughing. He tried fighting her but he couldn’t help it. It just brought her that much closer to him.

She had joined in the laughing. Bursting out into laughter when the ex guard let out a snort. Tears running down his face as he announced, “Stop! I think I’m gonna pee on myself!”

She finally stopped and smiled down at him. His high laughter coming down to shorter quieter giggles as he smiled back at her. “What were you doing to me?” He laughed.

“The oldest note in the book. Tickling.” She answered proudly. Somehow there faces were merely inches away now. Her eyes looking at his lips now.

He gasped. Not just at how close their faces were. But she was laying on top of him right now. How in titans name did they get here. He kicked her several times at least! She didn’t feel heavy at all. Just warm and cozy. But titan he had never been this close to anyone before. He felt like he could’ve stopped working- nope too late. Already did. All thoughts on her now.

“What did you mean, Hunter?” She asked softly. Voice low, sounding so soothing and compelling. Perfect just like she was. He loved hearing her say that name. HIS name.

Titan this girl would be the death of him.

“I… I really feel strongly about you. Romantically.” He said honestly. He didn’t know how but the words came out his mouth. Something lifted off his chest. Something freeing.

She smiled softly. “I know. I just wanted to hear you say it. I like you too.”

She then leaned down and closed the gap between their lips. It felt electric. Perfect. Amazing. Sweet. He didn’t know how to describe it with one word. He felt himself lean up into the kiss. Wrapping his arms around her subconsciously, whining as she pulled her lips away from his. She smiled and kissed his nose.

“I liked that.” He stated.

She giggled. “Oh really?”

He nodded. “Can we… do that again?”

#Huntlow #sorrrrrry this is soooooo lateeeeee #Hunter noceda #willow park #flirrrttyyyyy #Love these dorks #Huntlow oneshot #my stuff #short oneshot

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trifoliate-undergrowth · 2 months

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Ft. Tuco's sexy pocket gun bulge and Blondie's desperate attempts to not be Into That.

#fanfic #short oneshot #gun kink #the good the bad and the ugly #it's posted! from mobile! it worked at last!#101st fic #Blondie is equally kinky and repressed about it. he is in agony. he will NEVER admit he has a kink.

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cilil · 10 months

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Author's Note: Better late than never, huh? @melkors-big-tits here's your request from... a while ago. Enjoy!

Pairing: Angbang | Melkor x Mairon

Prompt: Kissing to make it bearable (no. 41 of this lovely post)

Synopsis: Mairon comforts Melkor while their healers take care of his burned hands

Warnings: Mentions of injuries

Mairon had never felt so helpless before.

Melkor's return to Middle-earth should have been a day of joyous celebration, a day he had awaited for many long years, toiling in the ruins of their kingdom to restore it to its former glory – yet somehow the Valar and their beloved little Elves had taken this from him as well.

Sitting on the edge of their shared bed, Mairon surveyed a group of Orc healers tending to the Vala's burned hands, every movement causing Melkor to flinch or let out small noises of pain.

How could this have happened? He wondered while stroking his husband's hair to calm him down and scrutinised the three offending jewels for the umpteenth time, freshly set within the iron crown. Trinkets crafted by elven hands, sitting upon the brow of the mightiest of the Valar, somehow responsible for his injuries. Mairon felt like their presence, no, their very existence repulsed him, and there was a strange sensation of unease within his fëa.

Yet he concealed these emotions for now, as well as his own pain, for Melkor's sake. He didn't want to make everything worse.

"It is over," Mairon said quietly, shifting on the bed so he sat behind the Vala, and his fána leaned against his for support. "You are home. They won't hurt you again."

Melkor closed his eyes and let go of a breath he had been holding, attempting to blink away a single tear rolling down his cheek.

"The fire... the light... it was always mine. But now it... it burns me. Why? Why..."

"It must have been some kind of evil spell. We will do our best to fix it."

Worried, Mairon glanced at the healers and Melkor's bandaged hands. Part of him wondered whether these wounds would ever heal, but he didn't want to think about it. Seeing his husband like this hurt too much already.

"You are doing so well," he praised instead and planted gentle little kisses all over the Vala's cheeks to distract him from the pain he was in.

Melkor turned his head to face him and closed his eyes with a shaky exhale when he was rewarded with more kisses on his forehead and the bridge of his nose.

"Focus on me. Relax. I am here."

Mairon made sure to kiss his tears away and placed his head on his lap once the healers were done bandaging his hands, watching as Melkor slowly relaxed.

"I'm so tired..."

"Then sleep, precious. You are safe, and I won't let anything happen to you."

"Stay with me? Please?"

Never before had Melkor's voice sounded so small and vulnerable, and Mairon felt anger rising within him; he could only imagine what had been done to his beloved that he returned to him in such a state. Yet now was not the time for questions or speculations – now was time for rest and healing. And he would make sure that his husband had all the time in the world to get better and feel whole again.

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lake-archive · 1 month

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An Outfit For You

AO3 Link - Fling Posse Selfship / Yumeship Masterlist

Fandom: Hypnosis Mic

Characters: Ann Wolff (OC), Ramuda Amemura

Pairing: Ramuann (Ramuda/Ann)

Words: 1,265

The rare sight of a ponytail, even though a tiny one. A shirt with the lack of sleeves and a green tie, having a fitting jacket (which however had decided to slide down enough to not cover the shoulders) as well as a pair of jeans. Not to mention two hair clips at the right side of the hair.

It was a start, at least a different sight from the usual. Anything else and Ann would have probably collapsed on the spot so Ramuda had to ease them into a style change. But they looked way cuter than they would in their usual clothes! Maybe it had been their tiny ponytail hanging down and the hair clip. Or perhaps it was both with the mixture of a blush and trying to avert his gaze, an attempt to not come off as too flustered, too embarrassed… Except that was the only thing they were looking like and honestly, it was a little amusing.

Ramuda himself couldn't help but hum at the sight, unable to hide his smile even. He could just barely hold himself from letting out a teasing quip or running over and just hug them right then and there. After all, he had to make sure that everything was fitting, from head to toe – Not being too tight but not too wide either, just fine and comfortable to wear. Work first, fun later!

“So so, how are you feeling Ann–Chan? “ He asked, though he could already think of the answer, judging from their face.

“How am I… Feeling?” They repeated, trying so hard not to stutter and somewhat shiver. And yet… “Uh… Can I just change back?”

“Nuh–uh! Not after I've spent weeks making this!” He protested with a rather playful pout, hands on his hips. “Also that doesn't really answer my question!”

They stayed silent for a few moments, their gaze wandering around. Left, up, right, down – Always going from one direction to the next. They were clearly too flustered to answer, whispering something under their breath. It was too embarrassing apparently. But they will get used to this. They have to get used to this because Ramuda will make sure that they won't escape his grasp now! But one step at a time…

“Uh… I mean it… Fits. “ They then slowly said after seconds had passed, the blush not fading. In fact it only got worse, sort of.

“Really? Nothing is too tight?”

“No, nothing is.”

“Haha, I'm glad that I got that right then! But I might have to check that myself later.”

“Eh!? S… Seriously?”

“Yeah, of course. In case your clothes still need some adjusting.” He responded. “But it's best if you calm down first. You have to stay still for that.”

As if caught red handed Ann turned to him in one swoop, first somewhat shivering in some way before getting themself to force themself to calm down. “I… Uhm… Er… Sorry!” They even apologized.

And yet it only received laughter as a response. “Hey, don't apologize. It's cute actually~”

“C… Cute?” They said, gaze once more turning a little bit to the side at least. “Uh… Ramuda… Can you not say something so embarrassing? Besides, I'm not–”

“No way! I told you before, didn't I?” The fashion designer interrupted them abruptly, not wanting to even hear them finish that. It was going to be the same as usual. He had heard it plenty of times to know where this was going. “Ann–Chan is cute! And anyone saying otherwise is just a blind dummy!”

And he got them to flinch on the spot yet again, their body having visibly gone a little stiff. All from a compli— No! Not a compliment! He was stating the truth here, the absolute truth! And there was nothing they could do about it! And he was not going to give in for even a second!

“I… That…”

“Want me to repeat it over and over?”

“Repea— You wouldn’t dare! Ri—”

Oh he would. Of course he would. So he interrupted them, not even allowing them to finish, saying one sentence over and over. “Ann–Chan is cute!” And he was not stopping for breath either. Though it did get exhausting fast yet he didn’t care. He had to get a point across here and they will have to listen. So he has to literally hammer it into their brain, even if verbally!

One quick glance up right at their face and one could see their expression only becoming more and more shocked, their face redder than any strawberry Ramuda had ever seen on any shortcake. In fact, a strawberry may as well look pale in comparison. They were that flustered from this, weren’t they? That was very adorable. It only made him want to keep pushing their buttons one way or another, not stopping. So he just kept on repeating it. Over and over and—

“Ah yeesh! I get it!” Ann interrupted out of nowhere, steam may as well be rising from their head now. They looked as if they were burning after all. “Please, have mercy!”

It only left him to grin for a moment, feeling rather powerful in this situation. “So you won’t deny it anymore?”

“I… I…”

“If you keep going then—”

“Ok fine! I give, I give! I won’t deny it anymore!” They said though only time will tell if they will keep that promise.

“Alright, I’ll stop then… For now that is~” Ramuda said ever so playfully before stepping closer, finally. “Ok, time to stay still! I have to make adjustments where it’s needed! And then I also need to take some pictures!”

“P… Pictures?”

“Yeah, pictures.”

“Is this a model photoshoot all of a sudden?” They asked, almost deadpan sounding.

“Hmm… I mean if you want to try yourself as one of my models—”

“No no no! I will never! That’s too embarrassing…”

He looked at her, almost like a sad puppy, as if at the brink of tears. “Eh!? But You’d make a great model! Plea—”

“No! That’s one thing you can never make me do! Ever!” They said, awfully defensive. Ah, they fall for the silliest of jokes, don’t they?

“I’m kidding, I know that. You’d probably hate being a model anyway.” Ramuda said, chuckling. “Besides, I want Ann–Chan as my private model if anything.” He added as he finally started to observe the outfit from close up, even tugging onto the clothing sometimes to check if it felt… Well, right. And also if there were any mistakes of any kind. So he couldn’t look at their face for the time being and only heard their voice.

“Private? What… Are you implying?”

“Nothing nothing. Except that this isn’t the last outfit for you.”

“Ah— I have to do this again!?”

“Yeah. This is the first of many.”

“Please tell me you’re joking…”

“No, I’m not. There’ll be plenty more clothes for you to try.” The thought may have gotten him a little excited even. Maybe he was being a little selfish with this but… “So prepare yourself~”

“Sh… Shouldn’t you focus on making outfits for your work instead?”

“Oh, I am. Don’t worry. I like doing it. I can make outfits for you here and there.”

“Sounds like a waste…”

“Too bad, I’m doing it anyway! And you can’t escape!”

“I… Guess I can’t… Hah… You’re impossible sometimes.”

“Thanks. I’ll take it as a compliment~”

And besides, he wants to see them in the outfits he makes more often as well… Yeah, he was going to enjoy this a lot.

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randomfuckinglesbian · 2 years

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Rottmnt

Usagi helping Leo prepare to come out.

Leo: "But what if they don't accept me or- or hate me!?"

Usagi: "Leo... Why would they hate you? You're one of the best people I know, scratch that you are the best person I know, if they hate you it's not cause you're gay it's sonething else. Even if they do hate you I'm still here."

Leo was too stunned to speak... And then he started crying.

#rise leo #rise usagi #tmnt #leosagi #rise of the turtles #Rottmnt #short oneshot #Tmnt ship

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magma-frog0 · 1 year

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Let me take care of you (Daichi x Fem!Reader)

Whenever Daichi comes home from a workout, he's exhausted. He just wants to collapse on the floor as soon as he walks through the door. But when he walks into the apartment you shared, you were sitting on the couch, you walk up to him and try to hug him. "Baby, don't hug me, I'm all sweaty and gross," he chuckles giving you a kiss on the cheek.

"I don't care," you say hugging him anyway. "Come with me I have a surprise for you."

"Oh, okay," he smiles as he walks into your room, and you take him to the bathroom. In the bathroom there was a bath set up for him and a fresh pair of clothes on the sink counter. "Baby, what is all of this?" He asks looking at you.

"I started a bath for you, it has lavender Epsom salt in it to help relax your muscles," you say with a smile. You dip your hand in the water. "It's still warm."

Daichi gives you the most heartwarming smile and pecks your lips. "Thank you so much baby."

"You're welcome!" You say happily. "I'm going to go and give you some privacy," you say leaving and closing the door behind you.

He comes out with grey sweatpants and a black tee-shirt on, his hair was still damp. Your cheeks flush when you look at him. "Hey princess," he said walking up to the bed you shared and climbed on top of you putting his head in the crook of your neck.

"Hey Dai," you said as you ran your fingers through his damp hair. "Did you like your bath?"

"Mhm~" he groaned, peppering your neck with kisses. "It was great baby," he said as he sat up.

"Is something wrong?" You ask sitting up with him.

"Yes very,"

"Wha-" you tried to speak but he grabbed your waist and laid you on his chest.

"That's better," he chuckled rubbing soft circles on your back. You cuddled up closer to him, stuffing your face into his chest, he smelled so good after the bath.

He breaths got slower, and he let out soft snores as he fell asleep. Your breath matched his and you quickly fell asleep as well.

#Fluffy fluff #short oneshot #daichi sawamura #hq daichi #daichi #femreader!#daichi x reader

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whenyoucallmelover · 1 year

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I'll Be Yours Forever ('Til Forever Falls Apart)

by callmelover.

pairing: harry styles/louis tomlinson

words: 1.5k

tags: domestic fluff, lazy mornings, married harry styles/louis tomlinson, just two lovers in love

“You're just so intricate and beautiful. I want to know every part of you. I guess I can't help it.” The blush that warms Harry’s cheeks is more beautiful than any part of himself, Louis wants to argue. He knows Harry wouldn’t let him win, though, so the rebuttal fades from between his lips.

“Well it's a good thing that I think you are just as worthy of being explored, then.”

✷

Or, the one where louis and harry are so in love that love doesn't feel like a big enough word (ft. morning cuddles and just a little bit of kissing)

⭒ posted july 10, 2022

#fics: mine #short oneshot #callmelover #larry fic #larry fanfiction #larry fic rec #harry styles #louis tomlinson #harry and louis #harry is louis' baby #thelarriefics #hlficlibrary #established relationship #fluff #under 10k

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anonymously-creating · 1 year

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Governor or Pumpkin Queen?

(Jack x Sally Short Oneshot)

**A bit of background info. Jack had happily accompanied Sally to visit her parents back in Dream Town awhile after their encounter with the Sandman. While eating dinner, Albert and Greta talked about how they couldn’t wait for Sally to be the next Governor of the town. This put a bad taste in Jack’s mouth which led to him wanting to discuss the matter once they reached the manor..**

“I just don’t understand why your parents would still ask you such a thing.” Jack crossed his arms, feeling a sense of worry in his ribs. “As well as you actually considering it. You know you can’t do all of that. It would be too much pressure on you.”

Sally sat down on their bed, fumbling with her fingers. “Well, why wouldn’t I at least consider?” Her eyes fixated on him, awaiting on an answer. “It would make sense..” She shrugged.

Jack seemed a bit dumbfounded. “But you’re the Pumpkin Qu-!“

“But you’re the Pumpkin King!”

A memory from the past where Sally had tried to persuade him from pursuing a disastrous path. “Oh..”

Jack watched as her eyes saddened a bit. “That…That came out wrong.” He placed his bony hand on his skull, realizing how ignorant he was. But, a worse realization hit. “And really, that role was…for you.”

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rainn-dropz · 4 months

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The Ghost of Him

Summary:

... and Ray kept kissing Sand, until his lips grew sore, until he didn't have anymore oxygen left in his lungs, until he was sure all of his emotions where clear through that kiss, Ray kept kissing Sand. Or at least, the ghost of him.

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply

Category: M/M

Fandom: Only Friends

Relationship: Ray/Sand (OF)

Additional tags: Hurt No Comfort, Angst, POV Ray (Only Friends Thailand TV), Insecurity, Kissing, Self-Doubt, Not Actually Unrequited Love, but Ray doesn’t know that, Self-Esteem Issues, Smoking, Neck Kissing, Short One Shot

Language: English

#rain writes #after a year #yay!#top and mew are mentioned like once #raysand #ray only friends #sand only friends #only friends #only friends the series #only friends fanfic #raysand fanfic #ao3 #short oneshot #oneshot

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hooman4ever · 2 years

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“Colorful Mess” Stu Macher x GN Reader

My brain has been so scattered lately but I managed to choke this out of my head.

Contains: Gender Ambiguous Reader, Fluff, Baking Gone Messy, Short Fluff, Billy Mentioned

Colors splattered the walls of Stu’s once clean kitchen the walls stained a rainbow of colors. Laughter bounced around the spacious room Stu’s teeth on full view as he smiled. You couldn’t help but burst out laughing as well looking through tears of joy as a glob of purple batter slid down his cheek. “Here,” you breather out approaching the man “Let me just–” touching the glob of purple with your blue fingers you smeared the stuff further up his cheek only stopping when it reached his forehead.

“Oh really?” Stu laughed out reaching forward for a glob sticking to your nose. “Let me return the favor.” you couldn't help but smile wider as the yellow batter was rubbed into your face.

Your fists were pressed against Stu’s chest at this point the world vanishing around the two of you as you soaked up the bliss of being in one another presence.

“Looks we have to tell Billy the cake won’t be done today,” Stu snorted his arms wrapping around your waist.

#Stu Macher #stu macher x reader #stu macher x #stu macher x male reader #stu macher x female reader #stu macher x gn reader #stu macher x y/n #oneshot #Short Oneshot #scream #gender ambiguous reader

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yand3r3-everything · 2 years

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Your Pain, Their Gain

Yandere sun and moon x reader

Warnings: is a fic involving reader having periods and period pain

Self-indulgent cuz holy FUCK it hurts this time:

"Hrng. Fuuuck why now!?" You mentally complain as another spike stabs you through your organs. Usually, they're tolerable, even moreso if a pain reliever and caffeine are used. However, this time not even any of that helped.

It stabs yet again aggressively enough to make you hunch yourself on the chair behind the daycare desk. Your breath is forced slowly out to not wake the sleeping kids.

You've managed to act normal enough through the day so as not to worry Sun and Moon. It was hard, and all you wanted to do the whole time was put pressure on your lower stomach.

Since arriving for your shift, the day is almost over. The kids will just be picked up and then it will be time to end the shift as well.

Sadly, you were a bit too unobservant of Moon, who noticed your sudden hunching. He quickly comes over, rather concerned (not that he’d ever openly admit it). “What’s wrong?” He asks, lowering the volume of his voice.

“It’s fi-” You clench your fists tight enough for them to shake. “Fine. Don’t worry about it.”

“Sure doesn’t seem just fine," he quips, already knowing what it might be.

"Shut it," you snap, not liking his tone. "You can't do anything anyways. It's just a girl thing."

"A period?" He replies, ignoring your unusually snappy act.

You look at him questioningly. "You guys know what it is?" You honestly doubted it before since the kids around aren't usually in the normal age range.

"It was programmed after Sun freaked out on a 9-year-old before. Embarrassed her so badly she never wanted to come back.

You instantly felt bad for the girl. "Fine. There's still nothing you can do to help."

Moon knows an idea that he and Sun will agree on. And they've already agreed on making you stay the night to help, even if the light has to be turned off for Moon to get you.

He comes up behind your chair, wrapping an arm at your lower stomach, faintly squeezing to add pressure. He then heats up the arm. A function made more for kids who fall asleep on them.

The relief is almost immediate. You let out a quiet sigh.

Moon can feel Sun's excitement through their mind. A bit of guilt too for planning to use your pain for their benefit. Moon has no guilt whatsoever about it.

"Have Sun take care of sending off the kids. We can't have you snapping at a nuisance of a parent now, do we?"

You're too tired to really care, and just nodded to his question. It's probably true. You can't even count how many times a kid almost made you yell. A problematic parent would be a final straw.

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It didn't take long for Sun to send off most of the kids. Luckily, there was only one parent Sun had a little trouble with, but security was called to deal with it.

The final kid leaves and Sun immediately turbs towards you, who is standing to seem more presentable to the parents. “Alright, time to clock out, head home, and bury myself with the heating pad and blankets.” Just imagining the comfort makes it so much more enticing to leave immediately.

Sun opens his arms wide. "Come here, starlight! Let us help your pain again!"

Eh, you’d rather not. Earlier felt great, though it was a bit weird. “Sorry Sun, but I’d really rather just go home. Maybe some other time.”

Neither attendant liked that answer.

You’d have to pass him to leave the daycare.

Sun crosses his arms instead. He’s sad about it, and doesn’t have the willpower to force you to stay, but Moon sure does. The lights are supposed to shut off in just a few minutes, he just has to stall a bit!

“But why not!? It’s not fair Moon got to hug you for a bit earlier!”

You pinch the bridge of your nose. It wasn’t a fully willing thing earlier. “Again, some other time. I’ll be fine until getting home.”

Sun shakes his head. “Fine! But at least a hug before you go? Just to make it somewhat fair?”

Fine. If it will get him to stop. You trudge over, stopping for a second as yet another spike decides to make its presence known.

Yeah, you’re staying. They agree even more on now.

Sun walks up to you instead, wrapping his arms around you.

After a second, you try to let go and push out of the embrace. Sun won’t let go.

… The lights go out, having Moon come out.

They made sure not to let go of you during transforming.

Moon comes out and looms over you.

“Alright, you can let me go now. I gotta go home before Vanessa loses her head at me.”

He pretends to think. “Mmm. no.” He summons the wire to hook onto him, lifting you both into the tower.

“Moon! Bring me back down!”

He turns you around, pulling your back to his front, starting the heat again, slightly higher than before. They’re more than willing to slightly overheat if it comes down to it for you. “No.” He brings you over to a pile of pillows and blankets, forcing you to lay down with him. Your squirming and struggling completely fruitless. Even trying to hit him does nothing.

He tightens his grip on your lower stomach, making you stop. “Hush, time to sleep.”

They absolutely love the feeling of you against them. They’ll definitely have to force this again sometime.

The pressure and heat is too comfortable… Fuck. Ugh, might as well enjoy it since they’re not going to let you anywhere anytime soon.

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I am so torn between them both calling you starlight, or sunflower/moonflower. It will probably hop between the two ways a lot.

#yandere sun x reader #yandere moon x reader #yandere x reader #yandere security breach #yandere security breach x reader #x reader #short oneshot

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