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syekick-powers · 8 months
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my self esteem with my art has gotten better in a lot of ways in the sense that i no longer agonize over whether or not something looks "bad", but operating ONLY under the metric of "am i, personally, satisfied with how this art came out" does have its side effects. like. i've gotten way better at accepting compliments on my art and no longer feel the urge to debase myself when someone says i did a good job on something, but now sometimes when people compliment me, instead of being like "oh my art sucks this part is so bad" blah blah blah im just like "i legit had no idea what i was doing when i drew that so im glad it came out looking correct!"
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3416 · 2 years
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i really don't understand when people are like 'i don't want them to propose bc something bad happens/life's too short etc' like this show is so fucking dramatic like even if they don't get engaged in the finale it's guarantee something hella dramatic will happen when they do
that reasoning gets me laughing bc how are you gonna make a 'seize the day' type moment sound like a bad thing.... like all of their planning and surprises have ended in turmoil for themklFJDSKL.. tk's first proposal... the dinner... the loft.... maybe they NEED some spontaneity. like how is it NOT uber romantic that tk might reckon with the life or death type situation of owen/crew/whatever in the finale and be like. oh fuck, i actually want to be married to carlos for the time i have left??? that's SO fucking sweet, especially after everything he's been through this season, i'm just.
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magnoliamyrrh · 2 years
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mejomonster · 2 years
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my desire for historical ACTION romance competing with: my need for pacing to be FAST, my hope for queer leads (which i frankly am not getting as much as i want), my hope for mostly optimism and happy endings (haha haha ha), a lot of the historicals providing Action are either spy stuff (which im not quite craving right now) or rich people (maybe i want people from different backgrounds! not all royals! maybe please?) or political but like only one of the romantic partners is involved (currently my Biggest issue with The Crowned Clown is how the Queen is not involved in the big political workings going on - whereas Secret of The Three Kingdoms AND Jade Palace Lock Heart keep my attention SO much better because every major character is generally doing major stuff in the action part of the plot). 
Kei x Yaku is appealing so much lately because it PROMISES me some queer action murder thriller, if not the historical element
The Secret of The Three Kingdoms and Jade Palace Lock Heart are tempting me to rewatch so bad just because i KNOW all the lovers in those get up to fun action in the plot, not just the romance element
Goodbye My Princess and Rattan are also tempting me, again cause I know I’ll get some romance AND action
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wintersera · 7 months
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roommate au g!p chaewinter x fem!reader
notes: i fear i may have half assed the ending DONT COME FOR ME IM SORRY </3 but anyways my two favourite bob girls deserve a good dick sucking. also gaht damn reader 100% has an oral fixation
cw: g!p idol, oral (reader giving), blowjob, handjob, threesome (both idols receiving), definitely not proofread. i think thats it? lmk if i missed anything
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sunday afternoon and everything is slow as hell today, nothing is really going on and it’s just so…. boring. your roommates were nowhere to be seen, so you can’t even whore yourself out of boredom. ning was hanging out with some of her friends, aeri is out partying WITHOUT YOU? and jimin is out at a cafe. as for minjeong, she hasn’t even come out of her bedroom yet and it’s 2pm.
so what do you do? well, you knew a few friends that could help with that boredom of yours.
scrambling for your phone, you leap outta the couch and scurry towards your room. the door was already open so you didn't have to worry much about accidentally slamming it and possibly waking minjeong up. as soon as you get your hands on your phone, you immediately open up your contacts to call the one and only kim chaewon, waiting eagerly for her to pick up.
“is there anyone at your dorm right now?”
“not even a hello? a ‘good afternoon how are you’? you’re calling because you want my dick right?”
“um… yes… also good afternoon. anyways answer the question quick quick quick” on the other side you could hear laughter erupting from the girl.
“nah sorry everyones here today, even eunchae so... give me 5 minutes and i’ll be there, see you!”
with that, your very rushed conversation ended. you were glad to know someone was gonna come and fu- i mean take care of you. excited, you decide to wear your best set of lingerie for her. it’s been a while since you last saw chaewon and you wanted to make things fun for the both of you. however, unexpectedly minjeong had caught you changing through your opened door. looking cute in her oversized pyjamas and a blanket draped around her shoulders, there she stood with her mouth agape.
“oh you’re finally awake. i was so bored, minjeongie come and help me will you?” sorta forgetting that chaewon was about to come over.
“huh? i-i just woke up.. also why are you wearing just lingerie”
“oh, about that-”
didn’t seem like 5 minutes had passed, but she was already here, right outside the door. a big ass knock echoed three times as you stare at minjeong. “um… i may have asked someone else to come here, oops sorry minjeongie” she couldn’t help but pout at you, she’s just woken up and seeing you with pretty lingerie on has her thinking many thoughts. but now you’re gonna let someone else see it? she’s a little jealous, but really she wants to let you have your time alone with her if that’s what you really want.
“i’m gonna freshen up. i’ll be out in a minute” waddling towards the bathroom door.
anyway, you open the door to meet a shorter girl. of course you knew it was chaewon, so you dragged her in with urgency “i won’t lie, i need to make out with you right now” pulling her in by the collar
“fuck, is this what you’re like when you haven’t seen me in so long? are you this needy for me?” checking you out with a wide grin on her face. you hadn’t put any clothes on; just you and your lingerie. wrapping her arms around your neck, her lips almost meeting your own. you could feel her getting harder against your leg, seeing you so needy for her got her going and it made sense for her to react like that. it had been so long since she’s last seen your face, and it had been so so long since she’s had you at all. her actions alone shined through her innocent demeanour, pressing her hot body against yours to purposely rile you up.
“go on, kiss me”
her words were intoxicating, like poison it took over your body and pulled you into her embrace. no minute was wasted, her top priority was fucking you even if it was in the hallway. all clothes on her disappeared within seconds, forcefully dragging you to the couch and tearing off what remains on you so now you’re both naked.
desperate would be an understatement. there was a certain connection between the two of you and it was like electricity. every kiss she gave you felt like something new and refreshing, and it grew passionately. her lust, hunger, desire- everything; it was consuming her mind and body. she wanted nothing more than you in the moment and you let her have you. now you were on the couch with her above you. swooping down, she kisses your lips again, finding that your lips were already parted for her entry.
if your eyes were sharp enough you would’ve been able to see what was going on in the corner of your eye, but alas, you thought it was something falling or maybe something strange moving. but you didn’t care for it in this moment, your only thoughts were of the shorter girl about to dick you down. a couple of unknown groans were heard from the bathroom, and it both caught you off guard, yet you laughed, unlike chaewon who was startled “who..? come out the bathroom, creep” door opening slowly, minjeong panicking as her hands were fumbling on the door knob “..wait what the fuck minjeong?”
“my bad- i thought you guys were gonna go into the bedroom and not the couch… and i was kinda stuck in here so you know” quickly shoving her cock back inside her briefs.
“pause.. your cocks massive what the hell? join in. it’ll be fun, right y/n?”
“y-yeah that sounds fun” huffing as you catch your breath “minjeong~ come here”
yeah you’ve seen this exact scenario acted out before, but seeing minjeong bashfully drift towards you will always be your favourite thing ever. covering her face with a hand she whispers something into chaewons ears. chae nods with a grin on her face. what exactly are they planning?
hoisting herself off of you, giggling with the other bob haired girlie. no wonder why the both of them are very good friends “y/n baby, kneel down here” you nodded at her as she signalled for you to kneel in between them.
zero words were exchanged after that, but you knew what was going to happen. two women towering over you, chae who was fully stripped and minjeong who was in the process of taking off her briefs again. fuck, it was quite a view. both of their cocks were out, fully erect and ready to be sucked, but unfortunately you weren’t blessed with two mouths. however, you do have two hands that could be used.
but it’s you, you wanted something in your mouth and there’s nothing better than having minjeongs massive cock filling up the empty space. having one hand on minjeongs thigh and your other wrapped around chaewons shaft, pumping it slowly which also mirrored the speed of your blowjob. a low groan reverberated deep in minjeongs chest followed by your own muffled moans overlapping her own.
she looked down at you, seeing the way your eyes shined while you were giving her head. something in her just snapped and her hands flew to your head, pushing you down, choking around her shaft. the action causing you to moan louder. the vibrations from your throat sending shivers down her spine. your pride grew and so did your pace, bobbing your head up and down, coating her cock with your saliva.
and of course you didn’t forget about chaewon, like your mouth, your hands began to move faster. her slick coated your hands making it much easier for her to buck her hips into your fist. chaewon bit her lip in a flimsy attempt at trying not to let her whimpers out in front of minjeong and you, but she obviously failed to do so. covering her face in embarrassment only because she’s never been so riled up in front of minjeong before.
your hand felt great around her cock, rolling it all the way down her length made her feel like her body was on fire. as if it wasn’t enough you suddenly played around with her tip, swiping your thumb over it. god she was simply melting in your hands “more, more. move your hand f-faster i can’t take it anymore, fuck” a series of begs and squeels tumbling out of her mouth.
you could tell by the way she was begging that she was close to cumming, feeling her hand reach out for your arms as she squeezed them. indicating that she was about to release “good, too good. fuck y/n cum- i’m gonna cum”
toppling over as she was still standing up, she releases her load literally everywhere, her cum splattering all over the side of your face, your hand and some even dripping onto the floor.
she felt somewhat guilty for cumming way before minjeong did, so what could she do for her best friend? well of course she’d help you out by grabbing your head and pushing you faster than how minjeong had “come on. that’s a good girl, take minjeongs entire length. make her cum in your mouth”
your face began to grow hotter and hotter, eyes rolling back as you can feel minjeongs grip on your head become tighter. hollowing out your cheeks and pressing your tongue flat against the bottom of of her cock, you could feel her legs tensing as you drew her even closer to the edge “pleasepleaseplease don’t- don’t stop, i’m close pleaseee” all said while tears began to roll out from her glossy eyes.
her unending pleas and screams for you could definitely be heard by the next door neighbours, but her shame didn’t stop her from calling out for you in a manner that could only be deemed as whorish “cumming- oh god it feels too good”
rolling her head back in ecstasy, she lets out a guttural moan, gripping onto your hair for dear life. she gives one final thrust into your mouth, filling it to the brim with her cum. and she came a lot- swallowing it all and smiling innocently at her.
you watched her come down from her high, chest rising up and down rapidly. panting heavily while she’s staring at the ceiling “…are you okay there minjeong?”
“yeah, nah i almost lost my mind for a second. that was too good, i almost blacked out”
your knees starting to feel the pains of kneeling for too damn long, you spring up wobbling as you try to walk to the kitchen to grab a handful of kitchen towels.
“you guys came so much…” catching a glimpse of the wall. how the fuck did it get on the wall.. “okay now chae that’s just crazy because i know you cum A LOT ,but seriously how is it on the wall?”
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yeah ik the ending is kinda abrupt but my mind ran short so… LMAO
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sanjisblackasswife · 9 months
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i was wondering how would the monster trio react if they randomly got a boner and bro im SURE sanji’s cock twitches 47 times a day given the thoughts he constantly has 🙄🙄 zoro gets them while he sleeps so he waits for his dick to calm down before standing up,, people think he’s lazy but he’s just hard and doesn’t want anybody to know🤭🤭
luffy’s dick gets hard when he thinks about being the pirates king 😒😒
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“𝕎𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝔾𝕖𝕥𝕤 ℍ𝕒𝕣𝕕 ℝ𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕠𝕞𝕝𝕪”
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All are very canon cuz i seen it for myself.
Ft. Zoro, Luffy, Sanji
Blk Fem! Reader in Mind
CW: Dick talk, established relationships because i wanna project and include myself😓
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Luffy
When he gets hard it’s really rare and i feel like it’s partially because of his rubbery body….does that even make sense
He gets hard from very few things and they’re always so minuscule or random its hard to know if he’s actually turned on or if his body is just trynna be funny.
You once made him a dessert that you really wanted to try without the assistance of sanji and when Luffy ate it he not only fell in love with you, but loved the sweet pastry so much you noticed a tent grow in his shorts
Very shameless in the morning by the way.
Every man gets morning wood at least once a lifetime and when Luffy gets it
everybody knows.
“LUFFY PUT THAT THING AWAY?!”
“Calm down, Nami it’ll go down in a sec..😄”
Has been heard by the guys a few times with him jacking off late night when his hard on is just so bothersome.
“GO DO THAT SOMEWHERE ELSE—“
“OR GO SEE Y/N!”
“Dont wanna. Shes too far. Im almost done dont worry.”
Usopp ends up pissed the entire day.
His boners can ironically go down quickly if he eats meat.
You swear his dick has a mind of it’s own, all you did was tell him about how much higher his bounty would get after defeating Kaido and his dick started poking you in the back.
Now he is still a guy and guys also can be attracted to women so you being his girlfriend—you’re not necessarily excluded.
However he gets hard at the simplest things you do.
Taking his hat, Calling him captain, even play fighting with him he ends up getting hard so hopefully youre a good gf and willing to help him out when it happens😁
Zoro
He claims he can control his erections .
No he cannot.
If he’s in a relationship with you he’s more shy about letting you know about his dick problems because you dont want him to think hes a pervert.
He can’t control a damn thing his dick does which is why he blames you.
“I had more balance before I met you—“
“Wh—HELLO?”
“LOOK. WOMAN.”
All you did was hug him.
Like u said: When he gets morning wood he is usually laying around a little longer. He has tried jacking off while in the room with the guys as they slept but he heard Luffy sleep walking (with his own hard on) and immediately just went back to sleep.
He very rarely does get hard though. However you plan to find out every single thing that turns him hard and so far you only found 2:
The first one is kissing, hes a touch starved man and you can never help yourself when it comes to locking lips with him. Your tongue wrapped around his, your hands on his chest and straddling him as he gropes your ass, he’s so needy it’s almost too cute to handle. and the look on his face when you feel him poke you is absolutely EVERYTHING.
The one that shocked you the most was when youre arguing with him. He doesnt know why he gets turned on by how mad you get whether it’s at him or someone else but the blood flow of his dick is damn near on fire. Maybe it’s because you have an accent when you speak fast, maybe it’s because it’s a rare occurrence, or maybe zoro is a freak. But seeing you so pent up and pissed makes his pants tight
Zoro getting hard consist of him being irritable, quiet, and trying to isolate himself until he or you fix the issue
Sanji
He’s always half hard.
Wanna know something else, his blood fits he has (the ones that didnt turn into a fucking plot point) are representing each time he gets hard.
Anyways though, he masturbates regularly. If he’s not cooking or out with the crew he is in the bathroom helping himself.
His hard ons are easy to spot because he’ll hide himself behind a counter with blush on his face or stand behind you.
He is shameless with his hardons only when you’re around.
He can get hard just by seeing you smile so have fun with that.
But he gets incredibly hard(and even easier) after you both have had sex before
If you all are on the deck and you wanna wear another thin ass bikini of course he is going to get hard. Thinking about the things he’d do to you if you just gave him the green light.
Which is also why Sanji stares at you a lot.
So he will come behind you and bury his face in your shoulder or neck whining.
You don’t mind it. It’s cute to see him rut up behind your ass, his accent slipping through .
“May we..go to your room please?”
If you say yes he will walk SUPER close behind you tying to hide his painful erection, mumbling small praises and thanks for you being so understanding.
He’s so grateful for you :(
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mothiepixie · 3 months
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If I may, and if you haven’t answered it yet, how do all the boys react to Mottie being/getting sick?
Absolutely!! I hope you enjoy
Sans:
He knows something is off immediately; Maybe he hasn't gotten a call or a text like he's used to that day. He tries to think nothing of it but usually before noon he gets at least a text. He sends a quick meme that he knows would have her key smashing a reply, but he gets nothing. He lets it be and just figured she's busy, but when half the day has gone by that's when he decides to give a call.
The moment he hears her voice, he grimaces at how coarse it sounds. “geez, have you been chewing glass?” And he knows it's bad when she doesn't retort and just hears a quiet sigh.
“yeah, i agree.. not one of my best jokes… hang on, kiddo.” He doesn't give time for Motti to think and hangs up. He'll show up at her house with a bag full of soup and such. He's nonchalant about the hold thing, but he's pretty worried. He doesn't like that she barely responds.
He stays late making sure she's okay.
Boysen:
Their world isn't soft when it comes to caring for others. Boysen has different ways of showing affection, and only will get better in the later years that doesn't have to do with showering in gifts. And so, when Motti first gets sick he is concerned but he's also unsure what to do. He is a bit of a germaphobe and human sickness is always something that disgusts him.
So, there he stands at Motti's side; he has gloves on, clear up to his elbows, an apron while holding a tray of soup, juices and medicine. Through his mask, he tells her sternly that she's to finish it all and to shower after and he'll wash her clothes. She'll thank him and he just says “Don't thank me, just quit being diseased.”
Big Red:
He doesn't realize right away that Motti is sick, but when she blatantly tells him, he inwardly panics. He's reliving trauma from his younger years of when he,or Papyrus, was ill, and they had to hide it. Staying locked away or pretending they weren't weak in fear of someone coming for them at their worst.
He doesn't know how to react other than telling her she can't leave their house and to stay out of sight. It confuses her, and freaks her out a little, and Red gets more angry at himself for frightening her.
He barks at her to relax and obviously she can't now. So in frustration, he asks what she needs and he'll get it. He doesn't know how to take care of her needs since monster illnesses are different from humans, and he hates how he feels helpless.
Although there isn't much for him to do but watch her sniffle and hack her lungs out, he sulks and gets frustrated when she tries to do anything herself. “ya dont gotta get up, damn it! i'm right here!” And will grumble all the way to the kitchen.
Farmer:
It's nearly the crack of dawn when he gets a call from Motti. She can barely get a word out without going into a coughing fit. He hears her sniffling, but he cannot tell if it's because of her stuffy nose or she's crying.
“I'm so sorry, but can I ask you to take care of my animals for me?”
The cracking of her voice breaks his heart. “you never have to ask, peaches.”
He has the majority of her chores done before the sun even rises. Of course, Papyrus helped as well since he was already up, but he pushed Sans to go check on her frequently.
Homemade soup was brought over frequently and Farmer tells her about how sassy Creampuff has been since Motti has been bedridden. Farmer is a master at playing it cool, but when he goes home he lies in his bed worried about her. He doesn't like that she's alone and ill. He thinks about changing that.
Dream:
He senses it and will come to check on her. Although he's never been sick himself, he has felt it through millions of lives and knows just how miserable Motti is.
He is the best at taking care of her because he will know when the symptoms get worse or come back before she does. She'll wake up and he will be there with a glass of water and medicine, urging her to take it before her previous medicine fully wears off. She doesn't have to ask, seek or express her needs and Dream is there with whatever she requires.
With him being there also improves her mood and makes her feel better faster.
Cross:
He fumbles around the most when he realizes she is sick. “Oh whoa, okay. Let's get you to bed, yeah???” but he's quick to make sure she's taken care of. He feels a bit awkward and not sure what she needs so he looks up what's best for humans. But he also realizes humans can die (that's his fault for looking at webmd)
But he'll make chicken soup from scratch, and feed it to her. He doesn't like how miserable she sounds and he will pull her into his lap to let her rest against his chest. He doesn't know how else to help but feed her and comfort her. He's not a big fan of feeling helpless and secretly panicking that she has some terminal illness disguised as a cold.
Ink:
Unfortunately he doesn't really take care of Motti. He will hang around her and keep her company, maybe grab a few things for her here and there, but he's more interested in distracting her. If he drinks one of his vials, then the worry sets in and he comforts her.
Nightmare:
He will feed off her misery and surprisingly that makes her get well faster? Forces the others to take care of her though and gets agitated if they buffoon around. Ends up doing himself and snippily if anyone points it out.
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issdisgrace · 8 months
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Shit I'm sorry I didn't notice the request info-
Okay, can I please request Thomas Shelby x Tall and buff male reader who's the sweetest thing on earth but has one "flaw".
He's too damn handsy. Place, time, people, pffff, suit, shirt, naked, he doesn't care.
He just really loves Thomas man tits and his ass.
Not in a teasing way, it just makes him relax.
Just Thomas's reaction and how he's dealing with it. Whatever.
Thank you~ 💕
4 TIMES MR. HANDSY STRUCK
WARNINGS: Accidental groping, purposeful groping, swearing, yeah thats about it.
A/N: I hope you like this. I had a fun time writing this, so please feel free to request again.
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Y/n was a tall and buff man. He looked like he could kill anyone without a second thought. But in reality, he was the kindest and sweetest thing to ever walk the earth. He was a gentle giant in all senses of the word. But there was one thing about the man that many would consider a flaw. It was the fact that he was handsy, very handsy when it came to his partner, Thomas Shelby. The man couldn’t keep his hands off Tommy. So here are 4 scenes in which Y/n couldn’t keep his hands to himself.
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Walking down the streets of Birmingham on the way to The Garrison. It was quiet and peaceful; the sun had actually been out. Unlike most other days in Birmingham. Y/n had his arm wrapped around Tommy’s waist as they walked, casually talking. Tommy hadn’t realized Y/n’s hand slipping closer and closer to his ass until the man squeezed it, causing Tommy to yelp in surprise.
“I didn’t mean to startle you. I’m sorry.”
“I wasn’t expecting it, that all.”
Tommy says brushed it off, and the two continued their walk.
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The Garrison was loud with hustle and bustle of the man drinking inside. In a corner booth sat the Shelby family and, of course, Y/n. The family talked and drank, Y/n adding in every once in a while not want to interrupt those who were speaking. Y/n threw his arm overs Tommy’s shoulder and continued onto listening to the conversation at hand. Without even realized himself, his hand moved down and now was on Tommy’s chest. It wasn’t until John made a joke about it out that he and Tommy realized.
“Y/n, you done feeling up my brother for the night? It’s a bit distracting.”
Y/n’s face flushed, and he quickly unwrapped his arm around Tommy, covering his face in pure embarrassment.
“Sorry.” He mumbled in his hands as the family had a laugh.
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It was sometime after 10pm when Y/n managed to covince Tommy to call it quits for the night and join him in bed. Y/n sat in bed paeintly waiting for Tommy to be done with his night routine and join him. Eventually Tommy join him and they curled up togeather. They talked for a little bit until Tommy relized Y/ns hands found there way to his chest.
"My prince, can you explain to me how your hands always seem to find my chest."
"I'm sorry. I didnt mean to."
"Shh. It is ok my prince. Im just curious."
"I dont know. I guess touching them grounds me. It makes sure i know that everyting going on is real. But i guess it also calms me. I'm sorry if i make you uncomfortable. I can stop."
"Its fine my prince. I dont mind."
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Tommy was hosting a party for the Peaky Blinders in order to celebrate some of their new achievements. The rowdy men happily drank the beer that was in the house and chatted. Tommy leaned against the bar, talking to Polly when Y/n came up behind him, grabbing his ass gently with both hands. Then resting his head on Tommy’s shoulder. Tommy turned his head slightly to look at you.
“Do you need anything, my prince?”
“No, just a little bored.”
“Ok.” Tommy said, then returning to talk to Polly.
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The Shelbys, minus Tommy, who was nowhere to be seen, were sitting around having a drink at The Garrison
“Is it me or is Y/n really handsy with Tommy? I feel like half the time I see him with him, he’s either grabbing Tommy’s butt or his chest. It’s fucking weird.” Arthur slurs slightly, the alcohol getting to him a bit.
“Oh no, he is. You're definitely not imaging it, Arthur.” Ada says.
“Sometimes I think the poor thing doesn’t even realize he’s doing.” Polly adds in.
“Its fucking funny as hell. Have you seen the way some newcomers react when they see it happening? It’s fucking priceless. Their eyes get all wide and shit and they look like they’ve seen the most traumatic thing in the world.” John said.
“I’ve heard some newcomers people ask around, asking if it was a normal thing.” Finn adds.
“I know it’s also grate to see their reactions when they're told it’s a normal occurrence.” John says. After he says that, out of nowhere Tommy appearing
“What are we discussing this fine evening?”
“Nothing.” The other Shelby boys say at the same time like a kid that got caught with his hand in the cookie jar.
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freebooter4ever · 10 days
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ok i've been taking a break for the past half hour and doing research on the pens locker room, trying to figure out how i wanted to design my own version of geno's 'stall' (is that what it's called?). i love the circular shape it feels very king arthur
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first, there isn't a lot of internet documented history on the various eras of the locker room design??? which seems sad
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don't get me wrong the latest iteration is pretty epic but as far is i can tell, it hasn't changed much since at least 2013? i do not envy whoever is cleaning this place. thats a lot of sweat over the years.
second, im enjoying seeing little details that i had no idea existed, being a new fan and all. like the puck wins count???? crazy. these guys have a visual representation of how they're doing in the season right up there on the wall glaring judgmentally at them? im so glad im not in sports. i would not survive.
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especially when the HISTORY of these pucks is on the walls.....like damn. talk about pressure. anyway 2011-2012 thats one of geno's best seasons right? :)
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this is what I wanted. mesh, hooks, I need to figure out how i want to make this look cool.
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i find it really funny and endearing that the thing these guys do to relax in down time is a playful version of their own job....
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also im not sure about this like:
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are they assigned a razor??? you get traded to the penguins and suddenly you're not allowed to use your fancy expensive specialized razor? is this a normal thing in hockey????? do they have group shaves for special events like the playoffs? hockey players are fascinating.
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i dont know why but i never considered that the pens have actual lockers in addition to the little seats in the main locker room. this makes total sense. i dont know where i thought their clothes and stuff went. just disappeared into the ether i guess.
anyway definitely a necessity, the hot tub. it looks a little sad and lonely in this photo. it needs a hockey player in it.
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racks and racks of gear???? again this makes total sense but never occurred to me. also maybe helps explain why geno likes to switch up gloves, look at all them, damn. i do wonder about helmets still - geno's looks so unique and he's been using the same design since at least 2009.
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ok im guessing this is an away locker room and i have only one question: do they bring a little 'logo' carpet to roll out every time they go on the road? thats amazing.
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if you read all that, nice! here's a shot of geno with his jock out:
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very important locker room research. bonus the earliest pens locker room photo of geno i could find:
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shy beautiful boy ^_^ (also he looks so young and vulnerable its hard to believe that even back in 2008/2009 he already had so much responsibility with so many grown adults making demands on his entire career)(like he went through all that AND is still playing in the league with three cups under his belt? thats fucking awesome)
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Back again with another dumbass "imagine sagau fics"
Im going crazy either way its fine. Anyways imagine having MEGAN in a Sagau fanfic lmao, (if you havent watched the movie yet , i 97% recommend!)
SAGAU ;
Imagine having MEGAN as a gift or just a comfort "toy" to have gifted by someone and ever since that day you guys became like twins , technically glued to eachother☠️
Being in a SAGAU with MEGAN is like having a bulletproof bodyguard
Devoted Followers, Vessels, Personal Bodygaurd, Worshipper Who??? I only know MEGAN
Whenever theres someone trying to attack you aka their "grace" , MEGAN will slice their throat in half in like 0.1 faster than xiao teleporting to traveller whenever they call his name/hj
Your "followers" in teyvat WILL glare at MEGAN and if you tell them to leave MEGAN alone MEGAN will smirk at them like "I win btch" but if you just brush it off or like laugh it off MEGAN will death glare at them back
MEGAN has the "grace's right hand" privileges, Shes like your co-worker or vice-president or sum LMAO
The non humans (yk like Archons,, Venti, Zhongli, Ei, Xiao, Ganyu, and etc) would be like salty or envy over the fact you hang out with MEGAN and has more trust on MEGAN than them, like they has been worshipping you for what?? 99999+ years, centuries?? what did that "doll" do to gain your attention like that??😦
I feel like the ones that would accept MEGAN whole heartedly and would love her /p is the childrens or the teens,, if that makes sense😭 ! (Klee, Diona, Qiqi, Sayu, YaoYao, Dori, Xiangling, Noelle, Collei, Fischl, Bennet and more)
Since MEGAN has that fighting skills noelle would probably ask MEGAN for some advice so she can be apart of the KOF (as usual) ! and MEGAN would use her "robotic skills" and just give out noelle the whole description on how to fight and stuff it probs took like 3-6hours for MEGAN to finish bc noelle wants to know alot😭
It would be more cooler if like MEGAN plays genshin or like knows all the lore and characters (the power she holds☠️)
Whenever you sneak out, go on a meeting, went out to buy some stuff , went to travel you bet your ass MEGAN will be beside u 24/7 even if the mobs dont attack you MEGAN would still be on gaurd to make sure nothing harms you
MEGAN would play some songs back in your world if you feel stressed out by the work and responsibilities
MEGAN would make a deal with the fatui or the abyss to secretly spy on you where ever or whenever you go (its not like you will leave without her🫣!!!)
MEGAN gives me that platonic yandere vibes so if you ever have "secret admirers" , MEGAN would scan that letter properly and find your admirers house and "talk" to them nicely to stop bothering you
MEGAN would have that resting bitch face on 24/7 but whenever you talk to her she would look so bubbly and nice, but whenever your not around shes so close on choking the people that has been "eyeing" you whenever you breathe, theyre lucky that you told MEGAN to not harm anyone
MEGAN wouldnt give a damn fck about visions, like she would think its useless but the fatui would give her a delusion either way😭👆🏻 (you requested it)
MEGAN would find a way to either destory teyvat or make a portal to make you both go back home cause she doesnt plan on sharing you with anyone any time soon shes only having thin patience around these mfs , but she has to play nice for now😄‼️
IMPOSTER AU! SAGAU ;
you both somehow got teleported in genshin, idk how maybe MEGAN like heard you say you wanted to go to teyvat and MEGAN is like "im a robot i can do technology i can do portal shit lets go"
so now here you both are, eating soup in a small little camp and some fruit giving by some monsters you two met along the way! isnt that nice:')))
You had abit of wound, you were thinking you would have more wound than the wounds you got but suprise suprise MEGAN protected your sorry ass
looks like MEGAN has to train harder but good thing she still have some tricks on her sleeves
MEGAN doesnt mind threatening off a few "side characters" so you two would survive
MEGAN would send death threats to the "creator//the real imposter" and she would have it in like some of the archon's handwriting without signing (bc in the movie she managed to make a masterpiece of a drawing like zamn😭)
MEGAN would give out fake informations and will say its from the "creator//the real imposter" so they would believe it but it will take like a 1-2 year from them to realized that someone has been spreading fake informations
MEGAN would sneak in the academy and do some chaos in any technology plans they have just to make distractions and give you time to get like items you both might need
If the fatuis know your the real creator and take you both in, MEGAN would only help out the fatuis by giving out personal informations of other characters that they call themselves "devoted worshippers"
MEGAN would probably be great friends with Sandrone & scaramouche
MEGAN would be "friendly friendly" with dottore just to get more technology uses😭
MEGAN has thoughts on just beating the shit out of childe (and probably dottore) but she choose not because she doesnt have time to play around with "childe-rens" and has to be by your side 24/7
but If the abyss finds you both first
ofc they would take you both in and MEGAN would also share some tips or advice to defeat those vision users
The abyss sibling would ask your permission to take MEGAN with them from time to time to set out their plan on destorying teyvet and the people who wronged you
MEGAN was abit hesitant at first cause like,, leaving you alone with the abyss? Naur..
But then you insisted that MEGAN should go with aether (also so you can go explore the abyss abit without MEGAN breathing behind your neck😭)
MEGAN would be a trump card for the abyss like if the traveller sees their abyss sibiling with MEGAN, MEGAN would glare at them, if glaring can kill people traveller would have been dead already
and if traveler shares what he saw when he saw his sibiling to like,, someone they would probably go like "yo wait isnt that the kid with the imposter?!"
If people in teyvat finally get to their senses that the "creator" in the throne is the real imposter
they would hunt you and MEGAN down (again) but with "good intentions"
you and MEGAN would troll these bitches
MEGAN would sing creepy songs while theyre haunting at the dark
you and MEGAN will only go out at night but if theres a squad looking for you both
MEGAN would be hella overprotective and going infront of you with her weapon out while glaring at them
"Your grace!"
"Tsk. little bugs like you shouldn't show yourself infront of your "grace""
MEGAN wouldn't HESITATE too ROAST them.
and you would be laughing inside bc of it too
if ever you get recrowned as the "creator" and the real imposter gets jailed up
MEGAN will TOTURE that bitch whenever your sleeping
those "devoted followers" of yours would look at MEGAN and be like
"damn i wish i was her"
MEGAN will be your loyal bodyguard and right hand
why would you need those people when you have MEGAN who sticked with you even when you were still so young?
like you would have the largest trust issues with stuff like imagine
"(maid/bulter's name), please call zhongli."
"yes your grace!"
"yes your grace, you called?"
"please call MEGAN."
"a-"
like 😭😭😭YOU DONT WANT ANYTHING FROM THE PPL IN TEYVAT
and even if the real imposter comes back and claims their the real creator , MEGAN would know their bullshitting bc she has that scanner stuff😭‼️
MEGAN will always protect you from any harm and if something even touch you without your permission, their hand is getting cutted off
"MEGAN.. Was that really necessary..?"
"Of course, Its also my duty to make you comfortable at any time _____"
"Right,, but you didn—"
"Shush now, silly _____! I was only protecting you after all we're best friends aren't we?"
Que that person whos trynna touch you screaming in pain in the background🤭‼️
Have this shitty azz drawing❤️Goodbye xoxo
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lukeevangelista · 1 year
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Number Nine - Joe Burrow
This will be LSU Burrow.
*gif not mine* **disclaimer: not edited and not great. gotta get used to writing for burrow and those handsome football boys*
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oh boy here we go 🥰
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“Watch where you’re going Burrow!” You shouted at the quarterback for your school, him whipping around to glare at you.
“Maybe you shouldn't be in the way.” He shrugged as he kept walking, his friends tussling his hair as he shoved them off. 
LSU had a big game against Alabama and the closer it gets to game day, the more chaotic campus gets. 
It was two days prior, meaning it was insane. People were out and about, them all basically shoving into each other,. 
The school was having a pep rally that they were requiring the football team to attend. 
This game was more than just a game. This game was for the division title.
You knew this, but honestly, you could have cared less about it at this time. 
You and Joe had history. 
You and Joe had been close for years, him being one of the reasons you chose to attend LSU over Michigan. You never missed one of his games and that's what confused your friends the most. Neither of you had spoken in a few weeks. You two had a bad argument before a game against Georgia and you hadn't heard anything since, until today when you snapped at him. 
Little did you know, your friend and Joe had been in contact, him not exactly explaining what had happened between you two, but he wanted to ensure that they'd somehow have you at the game tonight- which they agreed to. 
**
It was days later and the game was in approximately a hour and a half, and currently, your friends were in your dorm, begging you to attend with them. 
“Please!” Kira begged as she sat beside you, your other friends sitting on your roommates bed, “Worst case scenario is they lose and we go home immediately.”
You rolled your eyes at her, knowing that is exactly how it wouldn’t go. Whether LSU or Alabama won, you all would be going out to a nearby bar or whatever party was being thrown.
Because that's how your friends are. 
“Fine! Whatever- if it makes you shut up about it.” You grumbled as she tossed her hands around you. 
“Oh thank you!” She pressed a sloppy kiss to your cheek, “Glad you came to your senses.” She grinned, “Let’s get this on you then.” “Dont push it K.” you said, “Also, we are not sitting near the front and I’ll be damned if I wear... that.” You said as you pointed towards the LSU jersey that was hanging on the back of your door that read ‘Burrow’ on the back of it, now in Kira’s hands.
Your friends looked at wearily, them not sure what had you so pissed off at him. They knew something was up because of where Joe had approached them, but nothing was said and they didnt ask out of respect for you. 
But now that you were acting weird about sitting in an area that you normally sat in, going to a game you wouldnt have missed for the world, and wearing your favorite person’s jersey? They knew something was up and whatever it was- it was not going to end well for you.
“Whatever you say.” 
**
You grumbled under your breath as you and your four friends walked to the seats you typically sat in. 
Your eyes met Joe’s back. As soon as you sat down, you saw Joe turn around with his teammate talking to him, but it wasn't Joe that saw you. It was Ja’marr. 
“Dont look now Burrow.” Ja’marr said as he clapped his hand on Joe’s back, acting like everything was normal, “But Y/N is here.”
“She’s what?” Joe looked shocked, but he listened to his friend and decided not to look for you in the stands. 
*
LSU had won. 
They were the national champions of the SEC and all Joe wanted to do was celebrate.
But most importantly, he wanted to celebrate with you.
You and your friends hung around the stadium, watching all the players congratulate each other along with their friend groups. The field was practically empty as you guys had gotten up to leave, it no longer feeling like your place to see Joe like that after a game anymore. 
“Hey wait!” You heard a deep voice call after you, you not stopping until you heard your name shouted. 
“Y/N!” another voice chimed in causing you two whip around, seeing Joe and Ja’marr walking towards you.
Of course Ja’Marr knew it all. He was one of Joe’s closest friends and honestly, sometimes his voice of reason. 
“You came.”
“and I’m leaving.” You said as you turned around, trying to take a step forward, but was pulled back once you felt a hand on your forearm.
“Wait.” you heard a whisper as you watched your friends clear you, giving you two space, “Talk to me. Please?” 
“I have nothing to say to you.” you said as you jerked your arm from his grasp. 
***
It had been a couple of days since your last interaction with Joe and you were sort of starting to feel bad for the way you treated him in the tunnel. 
You two had met up and talked about things, you finally hearing his side of everything, him apologizing profusely until you forgave him, which in the end- you did. 
“You’re lucky you’re cute.” You chuckled as you two sat on the couch in his off campus house.
“Wait, you think I’m cute?”
“Sure do number nine.” You grinned up at him, “Have for the last two years JB.”
“Good.” His eyes widened before he smirked, “Glad to know we make a good team.” he continued, “I just dont understand why you didn't say anything before?”
“Why’s that?” you asked, “and we were just friends, nothing more, nothing less.” you shrugged. 
“Because it’s good to know that for when I ask you out.” he said, ignoring the last part you had said. 
“Oh.” You widened your eyes, clearly taken back by his comment, “So you want to-“
“I do. Have for a while.” He said as he turned his body to get a better look at you, “That’s if you want to.”
“Count me in nine.”
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hannahlovesluca · 4 months
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i was wondering if request were open if it is i would like to request for luxiem angst to fluff (separately) where the reader overworks themselves to the point where their mental & physical health r really bad then like luxiem steps in and like try to like stop u which leads to an argument then uh fluff u can add plot twists if u like !! ( im sorry if u dont understand 😭)
Only if ur request r open!! If not feel free to ignore!! - 🍡
hi 🍡!! nice to see you back here!!
| warnings: shu’s is a bit suggestive
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As soon as Vox had come home, he saw you still working on that goddamn outfit.
See, you were Luca’s mama. You designed all his outfits, his hair, everything.
Right now, you were working on making him the scariest mafia boss this godforsaken world has seen.
But if you spend even a second longer working on that stupid outfit, he was going to rip you to pieces.
You deserve more than just sitting at your desk, sketching, sewing, and even knitting now and then.
And he was going to see it through that you did get more than that!
“Y/N, hey, lets go to bed, yeah? It’s midnight already, love,” he smiles at you with that charm, the one you can’t say no to.
However, tonight was different.
Tonight was dedicated to work.
“Love, come on… please?” Milord was practically begging by now.
And who were you to say no to this handsome devil?
When you (reluctantly) agreed, he scooped you up in his arms and practically threw you on the bed before laying his head on top of your stomach, finally basking in the peace surrounding you two.
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Mysta frowned.
You’d been streaming over half of the day…
What has it been now..?
He checks the time on his phone.
Eleven hours.
Eleven hours you have spent staring into a screen and simply daring to dream.
Eleven hours you have spent narrating god knows what and making stupid commentary.
Well Mysta wasn’t having it!
Not only was it bad for you, it was bad for him to go this long without kisses.
Mysta texts you to come to the living room, saying he had something important to say and it couldn’t wait until after stream.
After a few minutes explaining to chat that ‘your food had arrived’ you made your way out into the living room.
“Yes, Mysta?”
“End stream.”
“Huh- what? Mysta, no. I have to keep going, they’re expecting me to.” You deject with a small smile, insisting that you had to keep going.
“Y/N, they don’t expect anything from you. You’re their entertainment, not their friend. And frankly, you’re my ____friend and I think I rank higher, hm?”
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Ike couldn’t say much.
He was just as bad as you when it comes to this, but his own tendencies be damned.
He was going to make you take better care of yourself.
Was.
It wasn’t to be taken lightly.
He slowly opens your office door, looking at you hunched over your desk and taking notes about god knows what, your hands shaking and your mechanical pencil almost out of lead after having using it for over five hours straight.
As soon as he had caught your attention, without sharing any words, he swept you up into his arms and held you for what felt like forever, but in reality had only been a few minutes.
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(oh god im running out of ideas)
Luca hated every second of this; he hated seeing you so overworked, hated seeing you stressed… he just hated it all.
So,
He did the only thing that made sense.
He offered his hand to you and gave you a charming grin.
"Wanna dance?"
You look at him, horrified.
“We are not dancing, Luca.”
The golden retriever-like man pouts, crossing his arms.
“Why not, baby?” He asks with a pout.
You look up from your computer and look at him with a small smile.
You were so tired and you were sure you looked awful but his sweet smile and puppy dog eyes got to you.
You take his hand.
"Well, you got me, now. I can't say no to you. But we're gonna get some food and I'm not changing into a dress."
The man beams, happy that he'd gotten his way.
And with that, Luca takes your hand and immediately brings you in for your first dance of the night.
It's slow, soft and romantic, and honestly, the two of you can't take your eyes off each other.
"I missed this, baby," he whispers.
Luca pulls you close to him as the two of you sway in place.
"Me too,” you whisper back.
You lay your head against his chest and feel your stress and exhaustion melt away.
This moment was worth everything.
"You're beautiful." He says softly, kissing the top of your head.
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(i genuinely dont know what to put..😭)
Shu loves that you love work, but by God if you spend another minute at that desk he was going to go insane.
"You know I'm a simple man," he says. "all I need is a little food and a little sun, and the rest of my needs are met."
He's laying out the blanket for the afternoon.
"And if you keep this up, my food and sun time is going to be at night."
You sigh, stretching out your back. You'd been at your desk all day, trying to figure out the final parts of the puzzle to the latest quest you've been given.
The strong mafia boss himself had come to you, begging you to complete this mission and find his missing son, and the people were starting to get nervous as he had been missing for a few days.
"I'm sorry," you sigh. "I know I've been at this forever."
"It's been nearly two hours," Shu snarls.
"Sorry, sorry," you sigh. "I can tell it's getting on your nerves." You stand up and stretch out, then smile at him. "What should we do this afternoon?"
Shu's lips twitch and curl. "It's too late to go to the beach now," he says. "And honestly, the weather looks pretty bad. I was thinking, though," he smirks at you. "Since it's our first anniversary, and I was thinking, well," he motions to the blanket.
You immediately go red, lightly smacking his arm.
“Shu!”
He chuckles.
“Kidding, kidding.” He wraps his arms around you and holds you fast. "Seriously though," he murmurs. "Happy anniversary, babe."
You melt and smile, holding onto his face. "I love you."
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mcbeetlebeeb · 3 months
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I'm currently getting into a fandom that isn't homestuck, but I can't turn down a request :3
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these will still be headcannons and- uhrm- yea
Gamzee Makara
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He is, talking about some mystical shit dude
I think hed appreciate someone who just listens too him blabber
don't ask me why but he'd like to naw on you
not full fledged biting a chunk out of you
I think he's too aware of how sharp his teeth are to go biting down that hard, but yknow
nipping at you gently, but not before he was smothering you in sloppy clown kisses
this is real specific but I think hed have the type of eyes that you can't seem to keep eye contact with
he's just so much taller and just has this lopsided shiteating grin, that shows most of his sharp ass teeth
I'd like to think his eyes are always that half lidded gaze, especially when it's at you
but no intent behind the looks he gives, fuck- probably no thoughts either
lights on no one home
don't get me wrong, he's not dumb,
in the simplest sense hes a big ol airhead
yknow a dingbat, a bit of a scatterbrain
but he's not like- vegetable for a brain dumb as hell
and thats another thing, it's definitely really convincing to probably think that he's yknow, not all there
but it throws you off gaurd x2 when he'd get all close and murmur and mumble certain things too you
he looked like he had a maximum of 3 thoughts floating around in his brain
but here he is, mumbling in a low almost gravely tone, right by your ear
I love to think he's one of those tall people to rest his arm playfully on your head if your shorter, which you most likely are-
can't recall if I mentioned the last time sense I have a rubber ducky keeping track of my memory
but I think hed be cold all the time
not like, bothersomely fridged
but enough to make you shiver and squirm if he were to press his hand to your skin, noticeable enough for you to verbally go "Damn-"
also!! I think hed be a huge sucker for you just holding his face with your hands, letting him relax against you, eyes shut
still grinning a bit and letting that low rumbling purr come from him
and this also means playing with his hair,
pet him damn it he demands it
no, not really more like laying and being in your space, following you round until you pay attention properly too him
sense most trolls can't- yknow- go out in the middle of the day because of their intense asf sun, trolls are nocturnal
so like if you ever took a photo with him with flash his eyes would do that reflective thing that cats have
or for another example, yknow how in the dark the first thing you spot about your black cat is its eyes?
yeah that
like I said in the other headcannon thingy, he's just always lurking and looming, he likes knowing what your doing even if he's not involved
and this comes with him trailing around you like a dog that sees you have food and knows you'll give it too them at some point
wether it be from afar or close, don't assume he's not close by, him being a purple blood im sure he's well aware of how violent trolls can be,
but with you around! oh he can't let you wonder off too far- Alternia's atmosphere is dangerous and the fauna is even more dangerous-
so don't expect to go very far without him trailing behind you
but he'd understand if you explained too him you wanted time too yourself or with somebody else one on one
I dont think hed be a jealous person, maybe a lil possessive! but he's not overbearing with it
he just wants you safe and content, and he wants you too feel that way around him
have a song I think fits his uh? vibe towards? significant other? because 🎉
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mm have I said he's a genuinely a big goof?
but I think that'd be something someone gets right off the bat
maybe
if you can pick up on someone trailing off on tangents of meaningless words that can go on and on without someone actually ever responding
than it's pretty visable
I think itd be pretty adorable though (I know I'm gay, whatever)
like if he were to start talking about something, anything, and you gave a simple short response, he's gonna take that and run with it
especially if he likes you
I think hed definitely be one too stare
but how could you tell? he's always wearing those shades
probably a good reason why he wears them other than ironic purposes
so no one sees what or where or in this case who he's lookin at
constantly staring though, wether it's you having a conversation with you or, you doing something random he's just watching
no actual thoughts id like to say
just observing
watching you be you, do your own natural thing, picking up on the way you talk or gesture at stuff
I cannot urge this enough but I still firmly believe physical touch would be a very special thing too him
it's not impossible or looked down upon too be able to hold his hand or lean against him
but he'd be mentally noting each touch, each expression you make, listening intently too your tone, hoping your doing the same
but with these actions he'd be straight faced as always, but he can feel his hands tremble ever so slightly, he recognizes his heart beat picking up
unfamiliar with these feelings with how they're being presented yknow?
most times he ever feels this way he's in danger
but he knows he couldn't be safer right now, like he wants to believe that, it's not hard for him to believe it
but his body is just hardwired to tense up, clench his jaw and steady the shakey breathing
but being patient and respectful would melt those feelings away really easy I'd like too think
just sitting there and slowly showing affection, brushing thumbs against his knuckles, tracing over fingers
you focus on his hand, flipping it over and thumbing at his vaguely sweaty palm, hand still shaking faintly in your gentle grasp
he'd just stare at you, in disbelief and adoration, and realization that he doesnt need to be poker faced round you
that he doesnt need to put up a front to protect himself, the squishy parts of him he learned to shove away to get along with life
a big sigh of relief to say the least,
but once he realizes he doesn't need to be someone else for you, he can just be him, no expectations or demands, he can rely on someone else for once
you ain't ever gettin rid of him after that, he's not clingy but he's no longer keeping you at arms length, not now, not ever again
AND HE GETS MUSIC THING because he is my favorite right next too the crab man <3
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author note: I feel this sucked a big booty buttload but I was already half way done with it when I dubbed it that, so have this anyway!!!
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thisfanisgonesorry · 1 year
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handcuffed - jim hopper
you REALLY dont wanna get arrested right now.
cw/tags: DUBCON. DUBCON FOR DAYS. uhh, very bdsm-y, obvious power dynamics, degradation kink, handcuffs, obviously. timeline debatable, age difference but thats what makes it hot!, he spits in y/ns mouth. cums in her panties if thats a kink? what would i call that? y/n is canonically a bit of a slut but thats okay! mutual pining if u squint.. maybe enough lore for multiple parts. hopper is lowkey a prick whoop whoop.
havent posted in a while but i wrote this (shitty) gem from a few weeks ago.
<3
Surely, this would be a good day. Surely.
Well, that is what I was thinking before I was sprinting down the road, trying my best to avoid the cops. Needless to say, now I’m restrained by an all-too-familiar chief of police and he’s hauling ass to his cop car, which would now be 50 or so feet from where I’m currently standing.
I’m trying to break free so I can sprint in another direction and pray to god it works. Maybe into the woods, break line of sight. We’re by the backroads, so there’s not a lot of people, though maybe losing face in a crowd would be what I need.
I seemed to be in the wrong place, at the wrong time. I was near Billy’s shithole of a house, just when the cops showed up, and of course, they had to assume I was to blame. Now, at a worse place at a worse time, I’m harshly pressed into the hood of Jim’s car, and he’s struggling to keep my arms in place to put them into a pair of handcuffs. His body is tightly holding me into place, but god damn, I am not getting arrested right now.
“Let me go, Hopper!” I shout, trying to pull my arms out of his grip so I can use them to push him off. I try to move any of my limbs in any direction as an attempt to get him off me.
“Stop struggling.” He says, as he meets my face, feeling the stubble of his moustache brush my ear. I freeze for a moment; before continuing anyway.
“I wasn’t even at that stupid Hargrove’s house! You already arrested all of the assholes there, why are you harassing me!”
He lets out a few grunt, and then I hear a click and feel cold metal around my wrists, so I struggle more as he tries to stand us both up, still pressed against him as he tries to not let me escape him.
“Get the fuck off me, Jim.”
“Watch it.” He breathes out, “You’re about to get us both into somethin’ you don’t wanna get into.”
“I don’t wanna get arrested by some pig! Not over some shit I didn’t do!”
He finally brought some distance between us as he turned me around, looking at me face to face, though still trying to keep me in place with a hand firmly on my shoulder. I was trying to analyse the situation, there was one, semi-large, semi-hard, glaring problem.
Maybe all that struggling was not the wisest idea I could’ve had.
“Are you hard right now?” I said, with a bitter taste on my tongue, deciding to get rid of that taste by spitting right in his face.
“I told you to stop struggling.” He said through gritted teeth as he wiped the saliva with the back of his hand. “Don’t make this any harder than it has to be.” He gestured towards the backseat.
“What? This, or you?”
“Get in the fucking car, Y/n.”
“I didn’t do anything. I’m telling the truth this time, promise!” He began to shove me, before I tried to intervene once again, desperation levels rising to a shameful amount. “Hey! Hey! Maybe we can work something out!”
“I’m taking you in and if you don’t stop talking, I’ll find some way to shut you up.” He seemed unphased despite the half-mast tent in his pants. He glared at me, speaking sternly. “And don’t fucking spit at me again.”
“I’m not friends with Billy, I’m sober as a judge here, Hop!” I furrowed my eyebrows, “Plus, it’s not like you can walk into the station with a boner, can you? Or are you willing to bet it’ll go away by then?”
“You’re right. I can’t. I know what you’re implying, I also can’t..” He hesitated for a moment. “..Act on it with someone under my custody.”
He could sense the sardonic attitude behind my voice. “Why not?”
“Don’t play that game with me.” He said, pushing me again towards the backseat, though I crashed into the side-mirror of his car, letting out a moan of pain which made him, and his buddy, a bit more rash.
“Help me, help you?” I said with a fake grin, trying to push his buttons, either as a tease or a genuine way to get into his pants. “C’mon, what d’ya got to lose?”
“My job.”
“I won’t tell no one. C’mon, I’ll help you out and you can think about letting innocent ol’ me go, how’s that?”
Is it bad that through the numerous times Chief Hopper has thrown me in jail, I’ve always thought, ‘might as well go out with a bang, right?’, he’d been on my ass for years, either for underage drinking or hanging around pot, he’d find some way to get me in handcuffs. I was old enough to do both of those now, and for once, I was completely innocent.
“If you’re so innocent, why’d you run?”
“Look, I was just at the wrong place, wrong time. I saw sirens comin’ at me, what d’ya think I’m gonna do?” I could feel the tension; sexual or not, it was thick in the air. He was clearly sexually frustrated, and look at him, of course he would be. Sure, he was hot, but it’s not like the chief of police gets many weekends.
“I’ve heard you use that excuse before.”
“I’m telling the truth here! What have I got to lose? You’re hard and I’d fuck you to get out this time. I’m not sitting in a drunk tank with Billy!”
“Why’d you run?”
“Fine! I got pot on me! But it’s not from Billy!”
“Where?” He said sternly, trying to pull it off me. I didn’t want to admit it was in my bra, so I tried to avoid eye contact. “Where.” He repeated, louder.
“It’s in my bra..” I said, still avoiding eye contact. He looked at the buttons to my white and green shirt, deciding if he should or not. I rolled my eyes at him, almost to urge him to just hurry up and get on with it.
He quickly began unbuttoning the shirt, it was probably not his best choice, but once it was unbuttoned, he tugged it out of my jeans and tried to push it as best he could off my torso. He took in the view for a moment, but only a moment.
“Where?”
“Left side.” He raised his large hands to put his hand on my right; “MY left.”
Granted, I hadn’t exactly prepared for this moment, so my bra was an off-skin tone, and wasn’t exactly ‘sexy’. He put his hand in the cup of my bra, feeling it for a moment, his fingers grazing my nipple, before he pulled his hand away, with a small baggie of mix in his hands.
“Look, I wasn’t actually doing anything wrong, okay?.. I’ll do anything, I just.. Please don’t bust me for this.”
He looked at the bag, and he exhaled sharply, you could see the cogs turning in his brain, like clockwork, deciding. Weighing his options, even.
“Anything?” He spoke almost silently.
“Yes.”
“Are you sure?” He said, “I’m serious.”
I hesitated for a moment, before simply nodding, and he let out a shaky sigh before grabbing my face, he was still rightfully so, very angry at me, so he firmly pried my mouth open.
“Swallow it.” He spoke sternly before spitting in my mouth.
I swallowed it immediately, “Yes, sir.”
“Good girl.”
It took me by surprise how quick the tables had turnt, and his breath shook, and he quickly opened the backseat door, pushing me towards it, though I still stood upright. He had full control, so it seems he wasn’t just going to bend me over and fuck me. At least, not right away.
He pressed his mouth on mine, one hand holding me in place by the waist and the other holding onto the roof of the car. Slowly, he moved his hands down, playing with my belt until he could tug down my jeans so they rested around my knees.
“Hop, c’mon.” I breathed, pulling away though his mouth chased mine slightly. He peaked down, eyeing white panties with a small bow on the elastic.
He pulled away fully, then fiddled with the belt of his own pants, before unbuttoning them and leaving it open like that. I tried to open my legs for him though I was restricted, he pressed our clothed crotches together, a sigh escaping him as he did.
“Can you.. unbutton your shirt?” I asked, a little more timid than I would’ve liked. He gave a short nod, before unbuttoning his shirt so I had a decent view. He was fit, though obviously rockin’ a bit of a dad bod. A good amount of hair and honestly, I could be mad about the last screw I might have for a while, yet I’m not.
“You’re pathetic.”
“Please.” I responded softly, leaning towards him though he simply pulled away. He seemed proud of himself, devolving me into almost begging for it, yet also unsatisfied. “Sir? Please?”
“You’re so smart, such a fast learner.” He said, though it somehow sounded like he was degrading me, and yet, it was driving me crazy.
“I.. I want to touch you.”
“I’m not falling for that.”
“C’mon, Hop. Don’t tease me.” I pleaded with him, and it must’ve worked.
Almost like a switch went off; it was quick, but not harsh, he turned me around and bent me over the back seat.
“Beg for it.”
“I’m not begging for it.”
He took a fist of my hair and pushed my face into the seat, speaking sternly. “Don’t act like you’re not a slut. I’ve heard the stories. Beg.”
“Shit, please.” He pushed my face further; “Please, sir, please!”
“For such a fast learner, you’d think you’d know how to keep out of trouble.” He said, alongside rustling of fabric, I assume pulling your pants down with only one hand isn’t easy. “Last time. Were you at Hargroves or not?”
This was probably the most evil form of interrogation.
“No! I swear it, I hate his guts; him, and his shitty weed. What do I gain from lying to you right now!”
“You do whatever you can to get your kicks out of me. I know you get around. The amount of drunk-tank ramblings about the vixen behaviour you get up to, who knows, this is just another way to fuck with me.”
“Tough talk coming from you.”
“Quit acting like a brat.” He snarled, “You want this, you need this.”
“I don’t.” I lied, and he could tell.
“So if I just pulled up my pants and undid those handcuffs, you wouldn’t kneel and beg about how you need me? I see how you look at me.”
Shit. He played into exactly what I meant and he’s still got me caught.
“No, I mean, yes, I dunno!” I cried with urgency.
“Say you don’t want me to fuck you.”
“I want you to fuck me, Jim, please.”
“Exactly. Look how wet you are.”
He pulled down my panties, soaked beyond any chance of denial, or even dignity I could possibly have left. He shakily breathed, lining himself up to my entrance to only grind against the slickness, teasing.
“Jim, please, I’ll be good, please. I’ll stop getting into trouble, just—”
Almost like a heaven-sent miracle, he began slowly pushing himself deeper, one hand the chain of the handcuffs, and the other still tightly in my hair.
“Oh, shit.” He groaned, bottoming out in a smooth movement.
He began at a slow pace, just to feel the way he felt as he moved. It wasn’t fast enough to build any pleasure.
“Faster, my god.” The pace was agonisingly slow.
“I bet you like it rough, huh?” His grip on my hair tightened, almost stinging.
“Shut up—”
“The rumours are right, aren’t they?” He grunted.
“No, ‘m a good girl.” I panted, “I’ll be your good girl.”
“Are you? How long have you wanted to fuck me?”
“If I tell you, will you fuck me like you mean it?” I pleaded, “C’mon, fuck me real hard, please — I’m good for it.”
He rolled his eyes and began thrusting, the sound of wet slapping sound quietly echoing through the woods.
“You really are just a slut, look at you.” He laughed, letting go of my hair and reaching around and grabbing my throat, pulling me upright. “Answer my question.”
“So long, Jim, I’ve wanted to fuck you for so long.”
“Yeah? Is that why you’re such a little bitch? Why you’re on my nerves all. the. fucking. time?”
“Yeah, ‘m sorry, please.”
“Stop getting into so much fucking trouble.” He cursed, finally letting go of the loose chokehold and grabbing both hips to fuck into me harder, though completely stopping instead.. “All this so I’ll fuck you? Huh?”
“Yes! I’m better than the other dumb whores you fuck, god, shit.”
“Yeah? You want me all to yourself? Say it.”
“I want you, now fucking move!”
He began thrusting again, I went limp and slumped over, he was groaning and only now beginning to lose his composure. I was drooling over the carseat, my eyes were rolling back into my skull, all over some stupid cop with an amazing dick.
“Y’re so nice aren’t you, you’re so good, you’re gonna let me cum right? ‘m your good girl, please, touch my clit, ‘m so close, please, you’ll let me—”
“Look at you, so needy.” He panted, reaching down to toy with my clit. “God, I’m so close, you’re gonna make me cum.”
“Please!” I began chanting as I unwound on him, “Oh, fuck, I’m—”
I clenched around him and felt the rush of the orgasm hit me like a wave, he shuddered and kept fucking into me until my orgasm rode out.
“Feels so good, y’so good..” I mumbled tiredly, feeling him pull his still-hard cock out. “What? What are you doing?”
“I’m not cumming inside you.” He said, stroking his cock to completion.
“Please. Want your cum, please.” I mumbled into the carseat.
“Fine, I’m gonna..” He groaned in annoyance though it could also pass as pleasure.
“Thank you, sir.”
He kept jerking himself off, “Ugh, Y/n, fuck, I’m—” He grunted as he came on the panties still bunched around my knees.
“Can you.. help me.. get dressed?” I mumbled. He sighed, pulling up my panties and jeans before rolling me over to do up the button and zip. “I can feel your cum, s’warm.”
“Yeah. It is.” He sighed, buttoning up the tshirt and scooting me into the car fully.
He got into the driver’s seat and began turning on the car, talking into his walkie talkie about something or other. “Are you goin’ to take me home?”
“No, Y/n. I have to take you to the station for the pot.”
I groaned tiredly. “Oh, fuck off, Hopper.”
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julibeeline · 2 years
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I love you, just you ⛄️🌪 [karl jacobs]
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[karl jacobs x reader]
“your boyfriend seems to be too preoccupied with tina to even acknowledge you”
warnings: angst
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​​getting singled out; an expression of being excluded, isolated and neglected. something that had never crossed your mind until this very second.
“that just reminded me of that one time-“ karl’s giggle-laugh droned out in your ear as you heard him and tina making another inside joke for the 5th time in the past half hour. originally you had thought this stream was a fun idea, your boyfriend had wanted you to meet one of his close friends, in real life, in a stream, just the three of you.
it was at first, until it became unbearably pathetic for you to be stuck in a room with this atmosphere that anyone could tell was uncomfortable. just for you, though, not them.
you couldn't figure out where it went all wrong, the supposedly innocent ‘you laugh you lose’ stream really took a 180, as you now sat there awkwardly looking around the room until the next media share popped up. next to you sat karl and tina, poking one another, trying to make each other laugh; “a part of the challenge” he says.
your legs shook underneath the shared desk as you looked through chat, trying to thank the donations that the other two seemed to miss, of course they did, being too stuck up each other’s asses. subtle tears seemed to slightly blur your vision as you read what the viewers sent in chat. it only made you feel worse.
tf is karl doing?
i feel so bad?? what the fuck is going on?
someone tell those two to stfu
i thought karl was y/n’s boyfriend? not tina’s?
lmfaoo why’s tina trying so hard to get karls attention 💀
you got up from your chair, making an excuse to go to the bathroom. karl didnt even seem to notice anyways. when you entered the bathroom, you pulled out your phone and started to text you and karl’s shared best friend, quackity. ha, seems like he beat you to it.
alex
hey you okay? whats going on in karl’s stream?
you
i dont know
i wanna get out of here
alex
why are they such assholes?
they shouldnt be leaving you out like that.
especially karl
he was right, you didn't deserve this. god you wanted to break up with karl right there and then. but you didn't. instead, you returned back to the stream and patiently waited for it to come to an end. damn they were really having the time of their lives.
bro its been going on for the past hour 😐
karl doesnt even deserve y/n tbh
my respect for karl and tina 📉📉
as the stream slowly ended and tina left the house after saying her goodbyes, it became an uncomfortable silence between you and karl. the lively atmosphere stopped too abruptly, it seemed that karl had finally sensed something was wrong.
“hey baby, you okay? im sorry the stream was a bit long-“
“i think im gonna go to bed. im kinda tired” you mutter, going past him to his bed.
“o-oh okay, uhm have a good night-“
you close the door.
karl stood there behind the door that you had just closed, wide eyed. he slowly walked back to his monitor, perhaps you weren’t feeling too well? 
he had planned to edit the stream he had just done, thinking it went pretty well. as he opened up the vod from twitch, he got an uneasy feeling in his stomach. 13 unread messages from quackity on discord?
quackity
karl wtf?
its getting kinda annoying for y/n right now man
KARL
KARL
STOP
this is bullshit
what are you even doing?
karl
youre leaving y/n out
so is tina
dude
hey asshole?
read your texts
karl’s eyes widened as he read through the texts, guilt bubbling up in his stomach. he furrowed his eyebrows as the vod played on his second monitor, shifting his attention to it.
“KARL STOP YOURE GONNA MAKE ME LAUGH STOP POKING ME” tina’s voice played from the video. the back of his throat felt tight, panic starting to rise in him.
he continued watching the vod, occasionally skipping to other parts of it when the shame got too much to handle. the visible dismay on your face only helped it grow.
what was he even doing?
as he replayed the chat, his eyes glossed over.
hesitantly getting up from his seat, and taking off his headphones, karl walked over to his bedroom door.
he thought to himself before he opened the door. what should he say? how does he start? was it too late already?
the sight when he opened the door, somehow managed to crack his heart in the slightest.
you were on one side of the bed, far away towards the wall. where he usually slept with you was now empty, his spot on the bed seemed way too accessible now.
the guilt and regret slowly washed over him as he got in, wrapping one arm around your waist in an attempt to pull you closer. for some kind of reassurance for himself.
“y/n? are you awake?”
“mm..”
“im so sorry” 
“what?” you mumbled half asleep and sat up slowly. you were met with karl’s worried, now red eyes, never daring to make eye contact with you.
“you know i love you, right? and im really sorry, i shouldn't have left you out like that. im sorry for ignoring you and only talking to tina, im just so sorry and i don’t blame you if you want to break up, it’s just I didn’t mean to-”he cries.
“karl, slow down, its fine-”
“i love you, just you”
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I humbly submit this request, as I was on character ai and started playing with this prompt, but the damn ai is...so bad at story aspects or...boundaries xD.
If you're cool with doing it, could you perhaps do something with morpheus having been trying to follow the advice of his sister death, I randomly pops into the waking world to try and...socialize with humans. Where he knocks into y/n, who profusely apologizes and offers him a cup of coffee.
She leads him to her bakery that she owns and works at. Letting him sit wherever he wants, she grabs him hsi coffee of choice before starting to bake a new treat, not really following a recipe, but the smell attracts the endlesses attention. He requests some treats and y/n offers him to try out these that they're making. And when they're finally done morpheus's face just melts with delight. And every night he keeps coming back enjoying her baking and voice.
ITS COMPLETELY COOL IF YOU DONT WANNA, PLEASE HYDRATE AND REST
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navigation | warnings : none? | a/n : i did change it a little bit, and i didn’t add the last part, i could make a part 2 for the last bit, pls lmk if that’s something you want, enjoy! | dream of the endless playlist | tags : @knight-of-flowerss , @lost-in-fiction-like-ur-mom
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The dream lord was bored.
He was hardly ever bored, except when he was trapped in that fish bowl for one hundred years...
Once again, Morpheus was sat pondering about what he could do. It was when he remembered his sister, Death's advice.
"So go out there and find a new one."
The 'new one' which she was talking about was a 'game'.
Dream liked to play games. And now it was over, he needed to find a new one.
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The time was half past nine at night when you were walking down the street with a mountain of boxes in your arms.
The boxes were far too large for you to see over the top of them.
As you continued your walk, you didn't notice the man that was walking the opposite way in front of you.
It seems neither did he as his gaze was fixed to the floor before there was a loud crash.
You groaned as you looked at all of the spread boxes of pastry samples and then you fixed your attention on the man knelt in front of you.
Forgetting about the boxes, your stare was fixed on the elegant creature in front of you.
It owned soft, pale skin, with eyes that held all of the universes and galaxies within its twinkling irises.
It owned delicate, blood red lips, and dark, midnight black, unkept hair.
The creature was a man, but his aura was other-worldly, as was his graceful beauty.
Finally, you came to your senses, muttering apologies as you scampered to collect the fallen boxes. Morpheus analysed you carefully, you seemed like a normal person, but something about you was pulling him in.
"You needn't apologise." His deep, raspy voice stirred something inside of you.
"I...no, really, I should" You paused, before letting out an awkward laugh. "I should've got someone to help me with these."
The both of you rose to your feet. "Perhaps, I could help you." Dream seemed hesitant, but Death's words kept playing in his head.
"Really? Thank you so much!"
He grabbed the top box that was blocking your vision, and your eyes met.
It felt like the world stopped, and you could finally get a good look at them. As you both gazed, you took notice of the ring of cold blue, and the stars that shined inside.
Morpheus stopped to get another good look at you too. He liked the way you looked at him, like you had never seen something like him before. You probably haven't.
Your eyes widened when you realised you'd been caught. "I-It's this way."
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"I'm really sorry for wasting your time..." You looked at him expectantly.
"Morpheus."
Strange, you thought.
"Morpheus." You smiled before feeling around your pockets for your house keys. You grabbed onto them before reaching back into your pocket.
"I have a bakery just down the road, if you'd like to visit one day." You handed him the pale blue card. "I could bake you something, as a thanks for helping me."
The silence was loud as Dream just held the card, looking at it. This kindness was new to him, you were just a stranger.
Why were you being so nice?
"Maybe."
Giving him a small nod, you unlocked the door and went inside, placing the boxes in the hallway. "Thank you again!"
Interesting, thought Morpheus.
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