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dreamofjoys · 6 months
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DAY 1 KINKTOBER 2023
7 min in heaven? More like 7 days inside you!
Main Masterlist + Rules / Next Day of kinktober
A/N: Please read the rules on my kinktober 2023 main masterlist before proceeding. Rule breakers will be blocked.
Characters involved (separated): Malleus draconia(TWST), Wriothlesly(Genshin), Ayato(Genshin), Nanook(HSR), Luo Cha(HSR)
Sypnosis: After getting officially married, you and your husband decided to finally go to your long awaited 7 days honeymoon in a resort at private island specially reserved by your husband! Those 7 days were meant to be fun and relaxing, but why are you so tired by the end of it?
C/W: Fem reader, possessive, slight implications of yandere at nanook's part, jealousy, fingering, squirting, begging, praising, overstimulation, luocha having nasty/bad ideas. This story takes place for 7 days (7 fics)
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Day 1 Scenario
"Here's the room that is specially reserved for you. Please enjoy your stay here, my lord and milady." The butler bowed before closing the door to give you and your husband some private time alone. Your eyes sparkled in joy as you take in the magnificent sight in front of you. This was more than a room. It was a grand suite that consist of a living room, kitchen, a master bed room and two guest room. The furniture was decorated in luxurious gold and red colour that was made fitted for royalty. You decided to explore the master bed room first. As expected, you were not disappointed by the results. The whole room was well lighted up due to the floor-to-ceiling windows, which provided a magnificent view to the outside, which is the sea. A king size bed was placed in the middle of the room, with a plush looking set of tables and chairs beside it. There was another door at the side, which you can only assume that it leads to the bathroom. "This place is so cool!" You exclaimed, twirling around in excitement before landing on the bed with a oompf sound. Your husband trails behind you, humming in approval at the service that they were given. It seems like he was satisfied from the abundance of money he had spent on this honeymoon trip. "How did you get to know this place?" You looked at your husband who has taken his place beside you, twirling a strand of your hair around his index finger and thumb. "I did some extensive research to make sure that everything was to your liking." His hand switches to caress your cheek, before sliding down to the plum of your boobs, and further down to the swell of your ass. "What's wrong?" You blinked innocently, trying to the shake off your excitement at your husband's actions, but the wet poolness in between your legs says otherwise. He knows you are aroused when he finally slips a finger into your labia, your slick easily coating him as he starts finger fucking you. "That butler has some nerves to check you out while I right infront of him." You spread your legs wider, eager to welcome your husband's digit while he rambles off about how it's rude to stare at one's wife. "Don't hold back your moans, I need you to scream."
𝗠𝗔𝗟𝗟𝗘𝗨𝗦 𝗗𝗥𝗔𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗜𝗔
He was a god at making you squirm around just by his mere fingers alone, curling it on a "C" motion, deliberately applying pressure onto that one spot that he knows will have you screaming his name out.
"I can tell that the butler likes you." Another finger in and he had you begging him for more. "Ma-malleus! There please!"
"Am I making you feel good? Say it and I will give you more."
"Ye-yes yes!" You start rutting your hips on his fingers, your toes curling when he manages to hit a even deeper and delicate spot inside you. "You make me feel so good! Malleus please!"
Malleus hums in satisfaction at your begging. His free hand toying with your sensitive clit, rubbing it in a fast circular motion, prompting you to release all over his hands as you let out the lewdest and loudest moan.
𝗪𝗥𝗜𝗢𝗧𝗛𝗟𝗘𝗦𝗟𝗬
"Sh-shit-"
"No bad words sweet heart, or else I might throw you into jail. But that would be better right? That way, no man will ever looking at you."
Wriothelesly carefully scissors your hole open, wanting to test how much your cunt can open up just by finger fucking you alone. "Are you tired already? I haven't stretched you to the size of my cock yet." Each time his fingers stretches you open, you whine at the cool air breezing through your vagina, reminding you of how empty it feels inside.
"Want your big cock please-" Wriothlesly raises an eyebrow at your statement, intrigued at your boldness. "Sweetie, if you want me to fuck you nice and good, you need to scream for it."
𝗞𝗔𝗠𝗜𝗦𝗔𝗧𝗢 𝗔𝗬𝗔𝗧𝗢
"Yato, faster please?"
"I can't hear you, dear."
"Fa-faster please!"
"It seems like my hearing is having a problem today. Dear, would you mind screaming what you want out loud?" His fingers were thrusting into you at an agonizingly slow pace, so much so that you want to just fuck yourself on his fingers, but the steady grip on your waist says otherwise.
"PLEASE FUCK YOUR FINGERS IN FASTER, AYATO!" One moment you were screaming at your request, the next moment you were screaming and moaning at his slender long fingers repeatedly pressing onto your sweet spots, sending your eyes rolling to the back of your head at the sudden waves of pleasure.
"Mhm, that's more like it." Ayato smiles, feeling satisfied that you had gave in to his teasing once again.
𝗡𝗔𝗡𝗢𝗢𝗞
The Aeon of Destruction lives only to destroy, and that includes abusing your insides with his whole fist in.
"Na-nanook! We just started. Please hah slow down a little!"
"What for?" He clicks his tongue in annoyance, mind still preoccupied with the filthy butler who dared to look at you. "Im just doing what I normally use to do." The room was filled with the sound of your slick squelching as Nanook fist his hand into you like a punching bag. You wanted to move away from him, feeling overwhelmed by his fisting but he only pulls you back, lightly scolding you not to run away from him.
"Wa-wait, Im gonna-" He groans when he feels your wall tightening around his fist, clear liquid shooting out of your hole and onto his muscular arms. "Did you just squirt on me? Wife, you are really cute."
𝗟𝗨𝗢 𝗖𝗛𝗔
"Soon honey, I know you are going to come any moment now." Luo cha murmurs, seemingly focusing on pleasuring you with his skilled fingers.
"Luo-Luocha, a bit more on the right please! Ah yes, there!" Your high pitch moans drives Luocha insane. He might be burning with jealously at the butler who was previous oogling at your figure, but his focus has somehow switched to wanting to give you the best sexual experience ever.
"Don't hold yourself back, hun." Luocha fiddles with your bundles of nerves, encouraging the knot on your stomach to release and flood over his hands and staining the clean bedsheet with your juices.
A sinister thought of asking the butler to come in and change the bedsheet had appeared in Luocha's mind......
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vaughnwrites · 1 year
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Stressed Out
adaman x reader
(after a hell of a long hiatus, i am back from the dead! kinda. so, i'm not going to promise anything anymore as i apparently never know when inspiration is going to strike, and i never know where the hyperfixation will take me. i was trying to get this out for nine months now, but this was... not coming until tonight. sorry y'all for the wait, but here it is after all this time! also, this is my longest one to date. the others barely scratched 1000 words, some managing 1700, but this one... is a beast. it's near 3000 words. the inspiration to write struck me hard. hope you guys enjoy! )
reader is gender-neutral. they/them pronouns will be used if any pronouns at all.
finally, i bring to you this prompt
Everything was overwhelming.
The past few weeks, the stress had been mounting as you fought tooth and nail to be seen as an asset rather than a nuisance. You wore yourself down to the bone, putting your heart and soul trying to please everyone so the suspicion would die down only for it to mount more and more with people with each passing day. You had already been cast out once, and earned your way back into the Galaxy team. So why were people still suspicious? How much would you have to do to gain everyone’s trust? Why did you constantly have to fight for everyone’s approval?
Why did the other clan leaders believe in you more than your own clan did?
All you craved was somewhere to call home again. Somewhere you could rest your head at night and simply sleep, rather than spending all your time being anxious about one wrong perceived move and you’d be kicked out of the village again. The stress felt like it was piling up on your already tense shoulders, and you felt so overwhelmed. 
Everything was overwhelming.
Instead of slamming your fists into the first and cursing everyone to please, for the love of all that is holy, give me some credit — you got to work. Like always.
You’d overheard about a Zorua outbreak in the Alabaster Icelands, which was exactly what you needed. A young man in the village had asked to see the completed entry for Zorua, so this would be the perfect opportunity to finally cross this Pokemon off your to-do list. So, off you set toward the Pearl Clan settlement so you could check in in case something goes wrong. Even though you were far more trusting of Pokemon than others around you, you still didn’t underestimate the ones that were absolutely ready to kill you in a moment’s notice. Alpha Pokemon were far more angry than any other Pokemon you’d come across in your time.
Arriving in the Pearl settlement, the snow softly crunching under your boots, you hear not one, but two familiar voices to the side. Oh, Adaman is here as well. You vaguely remember them talking about a meeting about… something about traditions, or something? The details were fuzzy. You have been focusing far more on your own tasks and stresses than anything else.
Irida noticed your presence almost immediately and smiles, waving you over. Adaman joined along when he sees you as well.
��Well, our favourite Galaxy member is here! How are you?”
“I’m good, Irida, thank you.” You offer her a kind smile, keeping all your stresses tucked away neatly into a corner of your mind. Put them in a box, and file it away. Not the healthiest coping mechanism, but one that’ll at least get you through this. “How are you guys doing?”
“We’re just discussing our cultures and possibly having a party to mingle the clans a little easier,” Adaman responded easily, throwing up his three fingers as a hello with his signature grin that never fails to make you smile in return.
“Sounds like fun.”
“It isn’t.”
“Hey!” Irida responded, stomping her foot down with her hands clenched at her sides. “I’m not the one being unreasonable!”
“Yeah yeah,” he waved her off, then turned his attention toward you. “What brings you here?”
“There’s a Zorua outbreak around the Bonechill Wastes area, and I wanted to complete my research on this guy while I still have the chance.” You neglected to tell them someone from Galaxy wanted the information as well.
Adaman raised an eyebrow. “Shouldn’t you have someone to come along with you?”
You opened your mouth to say no before Irida cuts in. “You volunteering? Provided you don’t freeze to death first,” she teased as she jabs him in the ribs playfully, and grinned at his responding yelp and pout. “Jesting aside — you really should have someone to accompany you. An Alpha Glalie tends to roam that area, and no one has dared to come close to it. It seems really powerful. I wouldn’t be comfortable with you going alone.”
Adaman pursed his lips in thought. “Yeah, now that you mention it, I feel like I’ve gotten a glimpse of that Glalie before.” He turned to Irida. “You said no one has come close to it before to know its true strength?”
She shook her head. “We’ve all been too scared to try.”
“I’m sure it won’t be a problem for me,” you interjected, trying to quell their fears. “After everything I’ve faced, it feels like I should be dead at minimum four times over.”
The clan leaders share a glance to each other. It seems they’re talking through just their looks, but what they could possibly be communicating is lost on you. “Adaman, please go with them. I would go if I didn’t have a meeting later on that I cannot miss. But I know you’ll keep them safe.”
“Do I get a say in this?”
“No,” both clan leaders respond at the same time.
You were split on this decision. Deep down, you did really like Adaman — and not just as a friend. Any time spent with him you keep near and dear to your heart. His smile that could light up a room and his long hair that you wanted to card your fingers through. But with the stress you’ve been under and how overwhelmed you’ve been, you’re unsure if you can handle a couple hours of him bitching about how cold it was. One too many comments and you weren’t sure if you could keep it all bottled anymore.
Yet, you also knew having someone with you would be more helpful than not. You didn’t know how strong the Zorua were going to be after all. If they ended up being feisty and ganged up on you, there’s no way you’d leave the battle unscathed. Add an Alpha Glalie to the mix and you’d be dead as dust in less than a heartbeat. You weighed your options (which, technically, they weren’t giving you any) and finally caved in. You weren’t gonna win this fight anyway. “Think you can talk about more than how cold it is?”
“I’m sure I can come up with something. But if it wasn’t so damn cold I wouldn’t complain about it all the time.”
“It’s not even that cold!” Irida scoffed, throwing her hands in the air. “I don’t know how you don’t boil over in the Crimson Mirelands!”
“It’s barely warm enough there for me. It can get really cold by the water, y’know.”
“You’re both impossible,” you cut in to break off the sibling-esque fighting before it can truly start. “Now c’mon, I wanna get going before it gets dark outside.”
And off you and Adaman went, hands in your respective pockets.
You didn’t expect to fall in love with the Zorua like you did.
They were so cute with their flowy hair and expressive eyes. Most were on the attack if they saw you, but crouching down from a good distance away and just watching seemed to be okay. One had strayed away from the group toward you and Adaman, and you both held your breath so it wouldn’t notice you. It failed, as it did notice you, but it didn’t seem to be angry. It walked up to you slowly, and out of habit you gave it your hand to sniff so it wouldn’t see you as a threat.
It rubbed the side of its head against your hand, causing you to smile from ear to ear.
“You really do have a way with Pokemon, don’t you?” Adaman commented, watching everything with a small smile of his own. “They just trust you so implicitly. It’s one of the many things I love about you.”
Your cheeks went up in flames at the compliment, but the cold would cover it up as they were already pretty red. “I think they can just sense that I’m not here to harm them.” You started to pet the Zorua behind its ear, causing its eyes to close. “Sometimes I feel like they’re the only ones that can.”
“What do you mean?”
Oops. You hadn’t meant for this to be a therapy session. “I just… I don’t know. I guess it feels like humans always think they’re about to be betrayed, stabbed in the back. One wrong move and you’re crucified. But Pokemon… They don’t seem to be that way. Some Pokemon can sense a good person when they see one. That seems to be… a lot more rare in humans.”
“I know you’re a good person,” Adaman said softly, putting one hand on your arm.
Before you can even think about a response or the fact he’s showing a more sensitive side of himself to you, a noise catches the three of you off guard.
“Shit,” you breathe, feeling your entire body freeze with fear. “The Alpha.”
You both bounce to your feet as the Alpha comes over the hill behind the Zorua and Adaman. You can see the Glalie is pissed off that people are invading its territory, and wants to get rid of the intruders. An ice beam begins to form, and before you can think, you jump in front of Adaman and the Zorua.
The blast hit you in full force.
Your fingers and feet go completely numb almost immediately, though it almost feels like you’re not even cold anymore. You almost feel warm, actually, and you know that’s an incredibly bad sign. The sky is a beautiful haze of orange and purple as the sun is setting behind the clouds, and for a moment you just take in the colours swirling in your vision. It feels like everything has a layer of clouds over it, and your mind feels stuffed full of cotton. Oh, this is probably a very bad sign.
You can hear a call of your name, as warbled and muffled as you heard it, but can’t really respond to it. Adaman lifted your torso and pressed your back against his chest, his arms wrapped around you with his haori encasing you against him. The Zorua was curled in your lap, and you just felt… warm. You try to say thank you, but your lips feel tingly. Funny. You know you’re slurring even if you can’t hear much yourself. You try your hardest to communicate one word to Adaman.
“Camp.”
With that, though, you go unconscious.
You have no idea how much time has passed, but the next thing you know, you’re nice and warm in a tent. Blankets are stacked on top of you, and the fire in the furnace is crackling softly. You’re cozy and warm, but something feels… different. You sit up a bit, and promptly look down.
Oh. You’re definitely not wearing the clothes that you were wearing when you were out hunting for Zorua. You were wrapped up in a yukata that you didn’t recognise, but definitely knew the pearl clan symbol and colours. You wrapped it closer to yourself, then wrapped the blankets around you tightly for warmth. The clothes you had been wearing were hanging over a rack by the stove, seemingly drying off after the long day they’d been through.
You didn’t really know what to do. You’re not even sure what you managed to accomplish for research, or what you’re wearing, or what time it is, or really… anything. You don’t know anything that’s happened since you were out with Adaman. Now, it seems you’re alone in this little area. 
The tears fall before you even really mean them to.
When the first teardrop hit your hand, you realised what’s going on. The stress of everything was finally boiling over now that you feel comfortable and safe. You’re confused, but you’re comfortable and safe which is all you’ve wanted to feel for a while.
You allowed yourself to cry.
Trying not to be loud, you cry silently to yourself while wrapped up in blankets and the yukata, pulling the items tightly against you so you feel swaddled. You rock back and forth and let yourself have your small breakdown.
Until Adaman popped open the tent flaps to check on you, apparently.
Almost immediately your hands fly to your face to cover your tear-tracked cheeks and red eyes, burying your face into the softness of the blanket. You don’t say anything, and neither does he. But all it takes is him walking up and gently touching the top of your hair before you break completely.
The stress of everything came boiling over the edge, the fear of almost dying, the unknown of whether the research you obtained was enough to complete the entry on Zorua, whether you would have a home to go back to in Galaxy. Everything boiled up and you pressed the top of your head into Adaman’s stomach to cry.
He rubbed your back and shoulders gently as you sobbed, gently shushing you and reassuring you that you were safe, you were okay, everyone was okay. He was the much-needed rock in your mind to cling to so your head stayed above the water of emotions. Everything was going to be fine.
Everything was going to be fine.
Eventually your tears slowed and your breathing evened out, pulling away from Adaman to give him room and let him back up if he wanted. (You couldn’t help but notice he didn’t.) “I’m sorry. I didn’t… mean to break down.”
“You’ve been through a lot today, it’s understandable why you would.” Adaman sat down on the bed next to you and handed you a towel to wipe your face. “You’re in a spare tent right now, one they have set out for visitors or harmed individuals found in the wild. Do you remember what happened?”
You nodded, refusing to speak any words.
“You really scared me, y’know. When I saw that ice blast hit you, I… I saw you skid backward in the snow, and your lips were already blue. That was one of the scariest moments of my life, but I’m glad I went with you to keep you safe. Makes me want to go everywhere with you to always make sure you’re safe.”
An eyebrow raised as you look at him. “Wouldn’t that be a waste of your time?”
“Saving you wasn’t a waste of time. And I’d do it all over again, and again, just to keep you safe.”
You’re stunned speechless. You don’t know how to respond with words, so you do the next best appropriate thing — hug him. It starts as a side hug that quickly develops into a full hug, and by the way you’re both gripping each other… it seems neither one of you wants to let go.
“Adaman…” you whispered, holding him tightly. “Thank you. I couldn’t ask for a better —” you pause. You can’t say friend. He’s more than a friend at this point, in your heart, but that’s not something you can say. “— for a better person in my life. You’ve been so helpful to me, and I just… I’m so thankful for you.”
You can feel him smile against your shoulder, which makes you smile. “And I, you.”
He pulled back from the hug slowly, as if he was fighting himself. But he let go and instead stood up, grabbing the bowl he’d at some point set on the counter next to you. “I brought this in to try and wake you up to get something in your stomach, when… well, y’know.” Adaman rubbed the back of his neck. “You should get some warm food in your system though. It’ll help out.”
You grabbed the bowl of what appears to be some sort of soup, and you’re glad to have something else besides potato mochi to eat tonight. “Thank you.”
As you began to eat your soup, Adaman began to explain everything. “So that Zorua you saved came back with us. It’s sleeping with all your Pokeballs in Irida’s tent so she could keep an eye on them, and so they didn’t try to warm you too fast.” Ah, that explained the lack of Pokeballs with your clothes. “That Zorua seems pretty attached. I think you found yourself a new buddy.”
Both of you talk about the Zorua, about the research of all types of Pokemon and how it’s all going, talk about how cold it is and how much warmer the Crimson Mirelands is, how the clan meeting seems to be coming along well even through the bickering Irida and him do. Eventually, you finish your soup and set the bowl onto the chest next to you. Adaman clears his throat and begins to stand. 
“It’s about time for sleep, so I guess I’ll —”
“Please stay with me.”
Adaman’s eyebrows shot through the sky as he looked at you. “What?”
“Please, stay with me. I could use another person here so I’m not… I’m not alone.” You bowed your head. “And I don’t want you to go. But if you do, I understand.”
Hands rest on your shoulders and you looked up, meeting his eyes and matching his smile. “I would love nothing more than that. I don’t want to leave your side. Not now, not…” he stopped, but you finished it.
“Not ever?”
He smiled warmly, and it warms your soul. “Not ever.”
“Then stay with me. Tonight, at least. We’ll figure out the rest later.”
“You got it.”
He slid under the blankets with you, and without a second thought, you curled up next to him for warmth. You were warm, but after how cold you were today… warm didn’t seem to be enough. Adaman’s arms wrapped around you protectively, and with your head on his chest, the sound of his heartbeat gently lulled you into a peaceful slumber.
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hgejfmw-hgejhsf · 2 months
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WIP Wednesday!
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Happy Wednesday, all! I feel like I should have posted this last night, when I was just getting in from work after midnight. Because my muse finally stirred a bit in her slumber yesterday and I managed to convince her to help me write 1900 words of what's going to become my Valentine's Day contribution to the fandom, in which Alex suggests that he and Henry get tattoos. In reading back over it today, I THINK it might not be bad? I don't know, the muse is currently still snuggled under a warm blanket while her typewriter sits on her desk across the room that is the office inside my brain. Gonna see if I can rouse her in the coming days enough to finish this, at least.
Love and hugs and thanks to @kiwiana-writes, @theprinceandagcd, and @suseagull04 for the early tags today!
They carefully slid texted “I love yous” and strings of emojis between the pages of case files and spoke pleas of “come home soon so that I can take you apart with just the tips of my fingers” over the roar of plane engines. Henry sprayed cologne on every new city’s postcard just before sending it on its journey home to where his heart remained, while Alex DoorDashed Henry’s favorite meals to his hotel rooms after extensive research on the best restaurants wherever he found himself, knowing that Henry would be too exhausted to seek out anything but room service on his own.
Tossing tags out into the universe for:
@adreamareads @affectionatelyrs @anincompletelist @barbiediaz @cha-melodius @clottedcreamfudge @cricketnationrise @daisymae-12 @duchessdepolignaca03 @firenati0n @gayrootvegetable @getmehighonmagic @guillermosfamiliar @happiness-of-the-pursuit @heybuddy-drabbles @indomitable-love @indestructibleheart @inexplicablymine @junebugclaremontdiaz @leaves-of-laurelin @leojfitz @lfg1986-2 @littlemisskittentoes @lizzie-bennetdarcy @magicandarchery @msmarvelouswinchester @mulderscully @ninzied @priincebutt @read-and-write- @rockyroadkylers @roseharpermaxwell @ships-to-sail @songliili @sparklepocalypse @ssmtskw @statueinthestonetoo @stereopticons @thinkof-england @tintagel-or-cockleshells @typicalopposite @user-anakin @vanillahigh00 @violetbaudelaire-quagmire @whimsymanaged @wordsofhoneydew 
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adissonsss · 5 months
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Tom x teen daughter reader! He was like in his teenage dirtbag phase when he had her (yeah yk the one) and her mom left so now it’s just them and they’re bffs?? Thank youu
PT1: Tom Kaulitz X Teen Daughter!Reader
Notes; This is my first request! Tysm anon!!
•My life has been so hetic and busy, I lost EVERY thing in my camera roll from like july 2023-now(not a single TH pic+vid), my home life has been super busy, but I returned to writing ASAP.
•I wasn't so sure about if you wanted headcanons or a fic or wtv, so I decided to do headcanons
•Enjoy, much love!💜💜
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•First off, he loves you like he loves Bill. Even more, ngl. He cherishes you, adores you, spoils you, and overall just loves you.
^He will NOT tolerate you being bratty or not saying thanks, not being grateful. He wants you to know the importance of gratefulness.
•He loves buying you stuff. Any treat, stuffed animal, new soda, cd, movie tickets, concert tickets, if you play a sport or instrument any fancy and upgraded equipment, all that and more.
•Obviously, your mom is not in the picture. Tom takes care of you more than a mom could ever. He wants to help you with anything, so he researches about periods, anything that could make you sad or angry, stuff like that.
•When you were younger, if you were ever backstage during songs/on tours, you would be in a couple of TH TV episodes! The camera man would be polite and asking you cute questions
^"What do you wanna be when you grow up?"
^Stuff like that, and most fans and interviewers love you!
•Y'all know that lion cub interview w/ Bill & Tom? Let's say you were like four(???), and you got to meet a lion cub. Tom would slowly let you walk towards the lion cub, and the cub would sniff around you and lick your face. The camera man is filming this and it's totally becoming a TH TV episode.
•He would be the cause of a couple of cavities... He wouldn't let anything or anyone make you sad or angry, he is protective and can get angry when it comes to you.
•As long as your happy and not hurting yourself, he doesn't mind what you do with your looks, fashion, hair, career, etc.
•He loves dressing you up in his clothes, seeing his baggy jeans swallow your legs, and his headband+hat cover your forehead+eyes.
•If you wanted to get matching clothes, piercings, tattoos, sweatshirts, whatever, he's SO down for it!!
•(Let's say this is the 2023 era) You get along w/ Heidi & Heidi's kids so well! Having Heidi as a step-mom is so relieving. Yes, you have Tom+TH, but you can't always talk to them about periods, hair problems, how awful it (sometimes) is being a girl.
•Again with the spoiling. Tom will buy you anything. A country? It's yours. The sun? Cha-ching. An extremely expensive car? If you can drive, here's the keys.
•He will listen to your opinons and views, if you ever wanted to help him on a song, he is all for it!!
•When he had the dreads, you accidentally chewed on a couple😭
•If you ever get a significant other, he is going to make sure they're the right one, and won't let you get hurt by them.
•He splashes you w/ water at the beach
•He had to raise you practically on his own, so he expects y'all to be close. He had to bathe you, feed you, keep you happy, and he honestly puts you before himself.
•When you were younger, he stayed up all night waiting for you to get up and protecting you if someone wanted to come in and try something.
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Taglist;
@ilovebill-and-gustav
@spx-der
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rwrbficrecs · 7 months
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Readers' Choice Rec List Part 7 of 7
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 (ft. sentimental thank you note from me at the end ❤️)
History in the Making by watchmecope
anon: It is an adorable piece that has made me laugh more than once. It's a fantastic palette cleanser if I read something a bit too angsty!
All our Sweetest Hours Fly Fastest by AHistoricDistraction (WIP)
anon: This fic is so good and so suspenseful! It is so thoroughly researched with so much feeling
And All The Tears On Her Guitar by @saywhatjessie
anon: This is so good for a number of reasons, but my favorite part was finally finding someone who didn't make me feel bad for not liking Taylor Swift.
(don't be alarmed if i fall) head over feet by weather_stained
anon: This fic is so damn funny. It is 100% crack, and I love it!
Give 'em hell by th0ughts
anon: Great look into Alex and Martha's potential relationship.
Gemma's husband by floatingaway4
anon: Lovely and original take on firstprince through an outside perspective
Nova, Baby by @cha-melodius
@leaves-of-laurelin: Amazing spy au. Reading it feels like watching an sexy, action-packed, heart-wrenching movie.
I trace your constellations by viciouslyqueer
anon: A well written taste of representation that doesn't once feel like pandering. A feel good falling in love tale.
A Whole Problem by @thenburntheashes
@daisymae-12: A fic I come back to often, especially when I'm in need of some roommates + college au goodness ❤️
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Bad Moon Rising Pt. 4
E 🌶(language, explicit sexual content, 18+, minors DNI) The Cali crew rounds up, Eddie & Steve get established, & the Pack has a dinner. Werewolf AU 🐺✨️💕
Part One
Part Two
Part Three
Hopper showing up in California had been a mindfuck. El thought maybe that’s what she and Will had been feeling.
Monumental and some kind of an upside down ripple effect.
Hopper explained how he had ended up in Russia and subsequently how he escaped. Upon his arrival it was almost like whatever had been cut off in El’s abilities came flooding back into her system. What she had used up in trying so desperately to un-fuck a situation came back to her since her safety was restored.
The overwhelming sensation of her powers buzzing under her skin made her feel more like herself than she had since Hopper had died.
Well, not died.
El felt equal parts settled and elated Hopper was here and alive and well. The reunion a messy tearful one. She had never really consciously felt her powers before, but after their absence and return it was almost a feeling she couldn’t drown out like the white noise it had been her entire life before.
Murray had helped coordinate his extraction and had given Joyce minimal information incase it ended up being a trap or even worse false hope. There was nothing quite like getting soviet addressed mail from a dead man.
A few days later and El couldn’t help but feel the pull from Hawkins, “We need to go back. Something’s happening.”
She and Will exchanged looks as she whispered something to him, “They’ll have to find out.” El had said.
Will shifted his weight not wanting to betray his friends’ word.
“Find out what, honey?” Joyce asked eyed the kids.
They sat them down, Murray still in town, and told them about Dustin’s new status and that werewolves were real and lived in Hawkins.
Murray had let out a slow breath and a murmured, “I fucking knew it.”
Jonathan gave him an inquisitive look.
Hopper sat for a moment, “But werewolves…and the upside down, is it, are they related?” His face looked gaunt from months of scarce nutrients and loads of stress.
El shrugged and looked to Will, “We don’t think so, not usually. Apparently werewolves have always been around. Dustin got bit by one not in the pack and not known, so…” She trailed off not really sure what else to add.
Murray rubbed his facial hair and adjusted his glasses, “What if whatever, or whoever bit Dustin has ties to the upside down?”
The group was silent.
The door flung open, “What’s up brochachos, a little get together without me Jonny boy?” Argyle walked in with two pizza boxes and a wide smile.
Joyce let out an easy laugh, “Somehow you have impeccable timing.” She said as she got up to grab the pizzas.
Hopper scanned the kid, “Now I feel like I’m in California.”
Argyle squinted his eyes as Jonathan stood by him, “That’s El’s dad.” He supplied.
The stoner cocked his head and readjusted his visor, “Huh, back from the dead? Sorry for interrupting the little reunion, or, uh, séance?” He added unsure.
“Not a ghost.” Hopper said as he stood to follow Joyce to the kitchen.
“Right on, man.” He turned and gave El a thumbs up, not too worried to ask any questions.
Over pizza they discussed heading to Hawkins.
“I’m always up for a road trip.” Argyle had added seamlessly, and that how they ended up in a station wagon and pizza van hauling from California to Indiana to make it before the full moon.
Between school, science fair research, and werewolf practice Dustin was having a busy week. Eddie was trying his best to juggle pack time leading up to the full moon. Hellfire writing and planning time needing some of his attention as well as being able to help Dustin. Unwilling his brain kept wandering back to Steve Harrington.
The memory of the night they shared was something that played through his mind often. They hadn’t had much time to be together alone again.
The way his joy smelled when Dustin nailed something new in his wolf sessions, how he effortlessly chauffeured around the kids and Robin.
Something about it made Eddie’s wolf possessive like he wanted to have and to claim. It had his instincts all twisted up especially now when they were more pronounced closer to the full moon.
There was a soft knock at the trailer door a few nights before the full moon. Wayne was working one of his shifts and was gone for the evening. Tomorrow night was the Pack dinner. Eddie slowly rose from the couch he hadn’t anticipated any visitors.
He opened the door to Steve standing with his family video vest still on and a VHS tape in his hands, “Hey, hope it’s okay that I stopped by.”
Eddie got wind of his scent and couldn’t help but take in his appearance. His hair was artfully styled and he had on a fitted earth toned henley that stretched nicely across his chest.
“To what do I owe the pleasure, Harrington?” Eddie drawled.
Steve looked up at him through his lashes, “Kinda wanted to spend time with you. Just you.”
Eddie smirked.
He felt the same way.
He stepped aside and gestured Steve in, “Welcome to my humble abode, Stevie.” He slipped into using the nickname as Steve entered the threshold. Eddie didn’t consider himself two entities, but this close to the full moon his wolf somehow felt more surface level. Like a pacing feeling that needed an outlet. Something to track and chase and capture.
And boy, did Eddie want to capture Steve.
Steve held up the movie, “I just, um, we don’t have to watch this. I just- wanted to see you.” He cleared his throat as Eddie crowded him.
“You been thinking about me, baby?” Eddie asked as he nuzzled his nose behind Steve’s ear. The other man’s breath hitched at the contact. Eddie huffed in his scent, it was mouth watering.
“Y-yeah, only constantly.” Steve groaned out as Eddie planted an open mouthed kiss to the hinge of his jaw Steve’s skin a salty reprieve for Eddie’s constantly shifting thoughts.
He grabbed the VHS tape and set it down as he pushed Steve’s silly work vest off his shoulders. “It’s just, I kinda wanted to ask you out, but I wasn’t sure-“
Eddie stopped his kiss assault to Steve’s neck and pulled back to cut him off, “You want to ask me out?”
Steve blushed.
Eddie grinned.
“Like I know we’re just getting to know each other but I wanted to make, um, my intentions clear.” Steve said looking almost embarrassed.
Eddie preened under his reaction. Steve Harrington wanted to make his intentions clear for Eddie?
He let out a low growl and crashed his lips into Steve’s insistently until the other man opened up for him. Eddie took what he wanted all clashing teeth and nipping lips with a warring of tongues. He pulled back, “My intentions are wanting to get to know every inch of you.” Eddie kissed him again more gentle this time, “and going to the movies, and ordering pizza- clear enough for you, big boy?”
Steve swallowed and nodded, “Uh, yes, crystal clear Eds.” His cedar and woodsy scent filled the trailer. Eddie could barely control himself.
“You know how the past few weeks we’ve been emphasizing that the closer to the full moon it gets the harder it is to keep a grasp on our, uh, control?” Eddie said as he let his hands wander up and down Steve’s sides, thumbs brushing under the material of his henley and touching warm skin.
“Yeah-“ Steve’s words cut off as Eddie sucked on his Adam’s apple.
Eddie let one of his hands roam lower and cup Steve’s very interested cock.
Eddie’s own pressing uncomfortably at the zipper of his jeans, “I’m not proud to admit but my instincts sometimes take over and I need to taste you, just, can we do the date part of tonight after?”
Steve heard the desperation in Eddie’s tone, he’d never felt so desired in his life, like Eddie would combust if he couldn’t have Steve. It was a heady feeling. Steve gave in easily.
Steve whined as Eddie massaged his hand over his erection, the other hand tucked under his shirt and nails elongated and pricked into his skin eliciting a delicious kind of grounding light pain.
“Yes, Eddie. Touch me- please.” Steve said allowing himself to have this. He wanted it so desperately.
Eddie hauled him up. Surprising Steve to huff out a shocked laugh and carried him to the bedroom. He dropped Steve down on the mattress and knelt to pull off his sneakers. Eddie tossed them aside and let his hands drag up Steve’s calves and sprawl over his thighs. He let his fingers dance over his hard cock and popped the button on Steve’s jeans. He unzipped them and crawled up Steve’s body pushing the henley over his head as Steve let himself comply easily.
Eddie ran his hands through Steve’s chest hair as he captured his mouth in a bruising kiss. He rocked his own answering erection against Steve’s as he sat in his lap. His body felt wound tight like a guitar string ready to snap. The noises Steve made just from this sounded obscene in his quiet room.
Steve’s own hands were buried in Eddie’s hair as he pulled him in to kiss he tugged Eddie closer. Eddie keened from the sensation. His teeth elongated as he tried to hold back the almost choked off howl that wanted to climb out his throat.
He smelled Steve so fully he could almost taste it, the weight of it on his tongue. He started his path of kisses back down Steve’s throat and over his chest. He looked up at Steve and flashed him a sight of his fangs. Steve’s hands tightened in his hair as Eddie nipped and kissed across his chest, scratching and sucking at his nipples. The sensation having Steve’s hips moving trying to find friction.
Eddie lowered his hands and eased Steve’s jeans down. He slid down Steve’s body to discard the jeans completely. Steve had on black briefs. The way they hugged over his straining cock had Eddie’s pupils dilated with urgent need. He took in Steve’s form, flushed with arousal and lightly bitten and marked up from Eddie.
He smirked before he stuck out his much longer than human tongue at Steve and winked as he pulled off Steve’s briefs. Steve gulped audibly as Eddie used his inhuman tongue to lick up from behind his balls to the tip, swirling around the head and swallowing him down.
Steve moaned above him as Eddie finally got a taste. What Eddie wanted was to lave the very center of Steve. The core of him, “Stevie,” He sat up from his current position, “Wanna lay on your stomach for me, I’ll make you feel so good.”
Eddie knew what he was doing. Had seen it and gotten off to it in some of the skin mags he had. Even had one hot and heavy hook up who had done it to him- he never had wanted to do it to someone else. Until smelling Steve last month. He wanted his tongue inside him.
“I’ve never-“ Steve paused to get his train of thought, “I’ve been thinking about it a lot and I want you to fuck me Eddie.”
Eddie whimpered over his words, “Don’t worry baby, I’m gonna treat you so right, you’ll be begging for it. If you tell me to stop we’ll stop.”
“I know.” Steve whispered between them. The realization hit him with how much he meant it. How much he already trusted Eddie. After all the upside down bull shit he had to always be on for others, be the protector. He took care of everyone around him. He just wanted to hand over control to Eddie.
Eddie picked up the weight of Steve’s words.
He wanted to consume Steve.
He coaxed him to lay on his stomach as he appreciated the expanse of his back. Eddie kissed down his shoulders and the notches of his spine. Steve squirmed against his mattress. He massaged the globes of Steve’s pert ass. The man beneath him arched his back, almost an invitation, “Anyone ever eat you out Stevie?” Eddie asked softly.
Steve looked over his shoulder at Eddie, “Eat me out?”
Eddie grinned wickedly and he licked over his teeth, “Gonna make you feel so good.” He said as he planted a kiss at the base of Steve’s spine. He bit playfully on the curve of Steve’s backside as he pulled him apart and kissed his center.
Steve gasped.
Eddie used the flat of his tongue as he licked up and over the furl of that sacred spot. He pushed Steve’s thighs wider to situate himself comfortably and used his abnormally long canine-like tongue to tease at and start to enter Steve.
Steve was grasping at fistfuls of sheets as Eddie teased against him, he shouted out when the tip of Eddie’s tongue breached into him. Holy fuck. He’d been able to finger himself a few times, even had a girlfriend who’d slip a digit in during the finishing of a stellar blowjob- but this?
He'd never felt before.
And with Eddie? He was leaking all over the mattress below him.
Eddie manhandled him to have his ass up and presented and his face smooshed sideways into the pillows. Steve knew he was babbling, begging Eddie to continue. Eddie chuckled, the puff of air and movement something Steve could feel. He let the length of his tongue enter Steve along with a finger now. Steve felt wet as he squirmed for more.
Eddie set up a rhythm of tongue and finger fucking into him as Steve grasped the pillows and spilled out a litany of yeses, please, and more.
Eddie felt almost wild with it. The reaction and sounds Steve was making had his dick throbbing as he scissored his fingers further into Steve.
“Eddie, Eds, please, fuck me.” He begged beautifully.
How could Eddie say no?
“You ready baby, god, I’m so fucking hard for you, you take all this so well Stevie. Can’t wait to have you stretched on my cock.” Eddie practically growled.
He lined himself up. Head of his leaking cock rubbing over Steve’s ready hole. He slipped the tip in, past the tight entry. His hands gripping Steve’s hips while his nails pinpricked his perfect skin. Claws becoming more prevalent as his control waned.
“Yes, Eddie, more.” Steve ground out, almost crying for it.
Eddie pushed in until he was fully immersed inside Steve. He stilled to will himself not to come from this contact alone. His eyes squeezed shut, “You good, baby?” He checked in almost breathless.
Steve experimentally pushed his hips back, “Yeah, Eds, so good. Like how you feel in me.”
Eddie was a goner.
He eased out and snapped back in, “You’re taking it so well, made for me, mine.” His words tumbled out.
Steve whined and arched his back more, his, he was Eddie’s. He wanted that.
“Yeah Eddie, I’m yours, show me how much- harder please, please.”
Eddie started a true pace, sliding in and out as he held onto Steve’s hips and guided him with his thrusts. He felt the way his eyes flashed as his orgasm was building. He let one of his hands snake around Steve and sloppily start stroking his aching cock. The rhythm becoming more erratic.
“Eddie! Come in me, wanna feel it.” Steve said as his walls tightened around Eddie. Eddie’s orgasm had him snapping his hips in place as he felt Steve’s own release spill over his fist. He pumped himself deeper as he filled Steve. The amount of come seemingly endless. He didn’t know if this was a side effect of being so close to the full moon too.
He eased out as come spilled from Steve’s puffy and used hole. Steve panted beneath him as Eddie licked over their intermingled scents. Steve whined at the contact. Oversensitized, but allowing it.
“I’m yours.” He slurred, come drunk and sated.
“Yeah, baby, you’re mine.” Eddie said as he gently fingered some of his come back into Steve. It was filthy and so fucking hot.
He licked over him again, tongue still more than human as he ate up the mess he had made of Steve. Steve finally collapsed and turned over, pulling Eddie up next to him, “Fuck.” He said, awestruck.
Eddie laughed lightly, “Was it good.”
Steve mmmed and looked at him dazed, “So good.”
Eddie chuckled to himself. Ego stroked for having pleasured his partner. He traced over Steve’s cheekbone and fluttered kisses over his brow and jaw, “Shower with me?”
Steve nodded and got up slowly, legs still wobbly from being fucked within an inch of having any higher brain function.
Eddie steadied him and helped as Steve tried to push him off, proving he could stand on his own. Eddie smiled again. His heart a beat of mine, mine, mine.
“What movie did you bring for us?” He asked, curious now as he turned on the shower for them.
Steve furrowed his brow and laughed, “I can’t even remember now.”
They stepped in under the warm spray as Steve kissed him again, “So we’re dating?”
Eddie laughed brightly as he started to shampoo Steve’s dampened hair, “Yeah baby.”
Steve leaned back into the touch. It felt nice to not have to be on such high alert for a little while.
The Pack dinner Claudia had hosted went well. It was a weird hodgepodge of people melding together. The Party that still resided in Hawkins was present as well as the entire Pack. Claudia was flittered between people and shining under the role of being hostess.
Steve and Robin were heading over after their shift, “So it’s official, you and Eddie Munson. You and- werewolf Eddie Munson.”
“Yeah Robs. I think it’s different with him, something…more. Like I don’t have to be wound so tight with him or like, pretend I’m super okay and normal like whenever I’d snag a date at Family Video.” Steve tried to explain.
Robin gave him a soft look as they pulled up to the Henderson’s, “Happy for you dingus. If you’re happy I am too.”
He reached across the center console and squeezed her hand, “Robin Buckley you are a treasure.”
Robin laughed, “Stop, too sentimental, gonna make me barf before we even get inside.” She fake gagged.
Steve shook his head and snorted at her antics, “Help me carry in the dessert?”
She gave him a little salute and got out of the beemer to grab one of the trays and handed it to Steve as she grabbed the second for herself to carry.
“Time for a Pack dinner?” She said testing out the word.
“Time for a Pack dinner.” Steve agreed as the headed inside.
Dustin, Mike, and Gareth were in some DnD debate while Max was grilling Eddie about Werewolf lore and playing a game of myth or fact with him, Lucas sitting close to her with a starry-eyed expression. Nancy was talking about the school newspaper with Jeff since his sister had actually worked on it Nancy’s freshman year. It all seemed so normal.
Steve came in with Robin both holding a tray of cupcakes for dessert. Dark chocolate with a raspberry filling and a fudge frosting. Eddie tried to snag one from the tray as Steve slapped his hand away.
“After dinner, dog breath.” Robin joked as Eddie crowed with laughter.
The Pack made sure Dustin felt secure in his abilities for the first moon. Marcus made a toast and the dinner played out as perfect as anything could go. It made Steve’s chest ache to see so many people he cared for in one place.
Wayne and Marcus had steeled away outside after the dinner as the group all chatted and relaxed, “What’s up?” Steve asked Eddie, nodding to the direction Wayne and Marcus had gone.
“I think they just want a tight game plan if that same rogue wolf is around. That’s some pretty serious stuff to bite a human on someone else’s established land.” Eddie said quietly, not wanting to snag the attention of the others.
Steve nodded, “Find anything else out about them?”
Eddie shook his head, “They smelled so distressed, and almost,  kind of like how the land smelled when all those crops were rotting a few years ago, hard to explain.”
Steve’s blood ran cold.
Could it be related to the upside down.
Eddie sensed a shift in Steve, “What? You okay,” he lowered his voice, “Baby?”
Steve shook his head, “Oh, yeah. Of course I am. Wanna dip outta here?”
Eddie’s face broke into a grin that could only be described as wolfish at the suggestive tone Steve used. Robin walked past and wrinkled her nose, “Oh and would you look at that, Nance was getting ready to go, think I’ll snag a ride with her.”
“Love you Robs!” Steve called after her.
She turned and flipped him off.
Heeey so this one was mostly smut...sorry not sorry? More plot in the next part. 🥰❤️ I'll continue to tag this BMRsteddie, thanks for following along!
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I’m so ready to go home, why am I still a state away 4 days after I was supposed to leave RAHHHHH-
Bandages (Ishigami Senku x Reader)
Warnings: Spoilers for New America Arc (specifically chapters 158-161 give or take), angst with a happy ending, angst and fluff, mention of Senku being shot but no explicit detailing of it that I can remember 😭 sorry if there is, gender neutral pronouns but there may be plausible she/her that I missed (very very sorry if there is)
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Giggles flow out of an open window, a desk lamp the only source of light in the room as low music plays from a speaker. The owner lays out across a bed, feet happily kicking in the air while the fluff of their socks frisk each other in passing. The international calls on the phone will more than likely wrack the bill up, but it's hard to care when their closest friend is chatting away on the phone. It's getting late for them, inching into the next day, while their friend's day is slowly approaching the evening.
“So you tried lion, just like that?” (Y/n) holds their phone close to their ear as they roll onto their back, head hanging off the side of their bed while the plush of their blankets presses into the back of their neck, "I thought you were joking about it earlier... What did it taste like? Was it good?"
The other person on the line chuckles at that, grinning as he sits in a desk chair and scoots it to the desk in his current room with his arms crossed. He flicks on a light, grabbing a pen as he pulls a notebook towards him, "I'm ten billion percent sure you're more interested in the food I've been eating here than my research, Dragonfruit."
"Of course not, Leekboy. Tell me all about your disease research onnn... Ebola!"
This is their second phone call together for the day, the first during (Y/n)'s lunch break at school while Senku was getting up for the morning. They'd talk for an hour, the whole lunch break, until the two had to disperse for their respective duties, and then would reserve ay other catching up for night calls. It was technically both of their way of tricking the other into going to bed, but they'd spend weekends up for hours on end talking to each other about whatever came to mind until they'd pass out.
Senku was currently talking about the advancement on their research, in as much detail as possible, as per usual. (Y/n) might not understand much of it, but they still let him excitedly tell them about the topic. It's enough for them, satiates the longing to see their friend and calms the tugging feeling of them missing him. Deep down, Senku also knows they don’t understand a word of what he’s saying, but he still entertains them.
“Buuut,” He finally ends his rant when he can sense (Y/n) getting bored, a grin forming on his lips as he leans more against his shoulder, adjusting the phone a little better. He’s fully stopped writing, twirling his pen between his fingers before slamming it on the desk, “I’m ten billion percent sure I’ll be back in Japan soon. I finally got what I actually came down here for and our recent test trials are looking promising.”
He leans back into his chair, an entertained twinkle in his eye as he hears the realization dawns on them. He holds back a snort at the noise they make, “Really?”
“I’d give it a solid week or two,”
Senku jumps at the loud bang on the other line, a soft ‘Ow’ following a little after. (Y/n) lifts their face off of the book they’d just smashed it into, sheepishly laughing as they scrub the squashed feeling off, “Try coming back in one piece, please? I’ve really missed you… you being in the science lab every day after class. It’s soooo boring not being able to mess with you.”
The line’s quiet a moment before Senku lets out a few chuckles, “I guess a lab’s not the same if you don’t have a few goofballs running around you,” He responds after a beat, “Get excited, ‘cause when I get back I’ve got a few project ideas.”
“Ohh, joy. I’ll be sure to warn Taiju and Yuzuriha,” (Y/n) pulls up their group chat and happily sends a message, taking a minute to check the time. The sight makes them shiver, a groan releasing from the deepest parts of their body, “It’s suuuper late…” They peek at the time once more, doing a quick calculation in their head before their eyebrows furrow, “And it’s definitely getting late for you, sir.”
“I’m not even tired-,” His phone rings, a FaceTime request with (Y/n)’s glaring face staring right back at him. He feels his face warm at the small pout on their lips, eyebrows knitted together with narrowed (e/c) eyes.
He watches their mouth move as they say, “Turn on your camera,” and he’s intelligent enough to do as they say. He’s rewarded with a smile, “It’s nice to see your face again, Leekboy.”
“You could’ve seen it more often if you just asked, Dragonfruit,” He easily quips back, setting his stuff aside neatly before getting up to lay his head down. His grin grows at how flustered they get, “It’s nice to see you too, (Y/n).”
“You should’ve started with that!”
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“Senku!” The sound of gunshots still ring through (Y/n)’s ears days after the fact. Every time they look at him they remember each and every detail of the attack: the blood, the look of shock on everyone’s faces, the helplessness they felt watching Senku be targeted and almost taken out by a sniper.
He may be resting now, but (Y/n) knows that first chance he has he’ll jump right back up to lead, even if he’s still in the process of healing. They’ve heard him whispering his plans for once he’s back on his feet and it makes their heartbeat pound in their ears. There’s not much they can do to stop him.
“Hey, Leekboy,” They call when they finally get him alone, sitting on the edge of his medical bed. They’re unable to look at him, (e/c) eyes staring straight ahead to the walls of the lower deck, “Promise me you’ll take it easy?”
“Heh,” He chuckles, a little more breathless than before but better than the last few days since the incident, managing to tilt his head to look to them, “It’ll take more than that, Dragonfruit. 10 billion percent sure-,”
“Don’t brush it off! Stanley still hit you with his bullets,” Their eyes finally meet his, tearing up a little. He’s a little taken aback by their small outburst, analyzing their face and body language, “I… wouldn’t be able to handle you being gone, whether you’re worried about it or not. I could barely handle when you were off in Africa for a few months, but if you died?”
They feel their tears fall onto the skin of their hands. The cool feeling shocks them as they start to realize how worked up they are. They feel Senku squeeze their hand, pulling it a little closer to him after he manages to sit up.
“Well, get excited, cause I’m not planning on dying anytime soon,” He reassures. He doesn’t stop them from laying their forehead on his shoulder, his cheek pressed against the back of it, “If I did, you’d miss seeing my face-”
“Senku,” They state, straightening up and looking into his eyes. Their grip on his hand tightens, shifting their hold to press their hands to their chest. He can feel their heart hammering, the air around them stilling as their (e/c) eyes look through him, “I’m worried about you. You’ve almost died so many times, but this time…” They hesitate, their breath hitching as the tears start to roll down their cheeks. Their shoulders shudder as they attempt to hold back everything they’ve been bundling up, “This time…”
They’re unable to stop the tears, their free hand doing it’s best to run at their eyes and clear their sight. They begin full on sobbing, letting his hand go as they hold themself. (Y/n) leans into him, like they have numerous times before, and cried into his chest, drenching his bandages. Senku doesn’t hesitate to hold them their, focusing on the wall ahead of them as he takes in their words.
This isn’t his first time seeing them cry, but he’s never seen them openly cry over something concerning him. It’s makes him feel even worse, that he could cause them such distress due to his reckless actions and that they’ve been holding it in.
“(Y/n),” He finally speaks as their sons die down, his hold tightening as he pulls them more into his chest, “I promise, I’m going to survive this and I’ll try not to make you worry so much again.”
They shift in his hold, getting a better look at him as he stares down at them, (e/c) eyes meeting his crimson ones that are a mix of serious and teasing. His mouth slowly curls up into his usual confident grin, his hand coming up and wiping their tears away.
They mirror it with a smile of their own, laughing a little, “Yeah, Leekboy? I’ll miss seeing you geek out in your lab with Chrome if you’re gone.”
“Of course, Dragonfruit,” He teases back, “Heh, I’d miss seeing your face.”
He doesn’t miss the way their face flushes or the small shift in their body language as they avert their eyes, “I’d miss seeing your face too…” A small glint reaches their eyes, “Senkie~”
He grimaces at that, flicking their forehead and narrowing his eyes, “I prefer Leekboy-,”
“What happened to preferring Sen~ku?”
He grips their cheeks between his fingers, continuously squeezing them til their lips pucker, “I’m gonna kiss you to make you shut up.”
“I’m not gonna stop you.”
He doesn’t hesitate, cupping their face before pulling them closer. Their noses brush against each other, his breath fanning over their lips, before softly connecting. It’s quick, a little nervous, and leaves them both smiling. They both go straight back to each other, deepening the second kiss before inevitably pulling away for air.
(Y/n)’s a little dazed after, their hands at some point gripping his shoulders. They use them to keep them steady and grounded.
“Holy shit…” They mumble, Senku chuckling at their reaction. They take him in, remembering his bandaged state.
Wait, how long has he changed his bandages out?
His drenched bandages…
“Shit, your bandages!” They hop off the bed, pressing a quick peck to the top of his head, and rush out of the room in search of Luna or a new set of bandages stored away.
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⤷✿.。Since you voted yes to commissions, so here we are. I was a little unsure about the price, so I researched and tried to make it as fair as possible. I hope you agree with this! ❤️
Also, this is completely optional! If you don't want to, you don't have to request a commission! All the other requests works the same way!! ⤷♡.+ n a v i g a t i o n.
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What I would write
I write for any gender, both character and Reader/OC, be it female, male, neutral transsexual. Any.
Yandere!Character x Reader, Yandere!Reader x Yandere!Character, Yandere!OC x Reader and Yandere!OC X OC.
Dark!Au, Gore, Disorders, Smut/NSFW, explicit language, soft!yandere, alternative AU, Horror, Age gap (depends on how much).
Romantic, platonic and general Yanderes, as well as more specific themes; example: yandere x depressive!reader.
Stockholm syndrome.
Pregnancy, childbirth and death in childbirth.
Non-Con, Dub-Con, BDSM.
Fluff; non-yandere.
Monsterfucking, specific kinks.
Angst.
What I DON'T write
Any kind of NSFW content with children, anything with children will just be platonic.
I don't write NSFW with characters that have a childish appearance or personality, just platonic.
I don't usually write ships because I consider it something personal, but I can do it if someone wants to.
Age play, scap.
Minor x Adult (only platonic).
Prices (in $ and R$)
Headcanons
2,00 $/R$ 2,00 for 500 words;
6,00 $/R$ 6,00 for 1000 words;
12,00 $/R$ 12,00 for 2000 words;
NSFW content adds an additional charge of $3,00/R$3,00.
Imagines, Scenarios, Reactions, Oneshots, Prompts
3,00 $/R$ 4,00 for 500 words;
10,00 $/R$ 13,00 for 1000 words;
18,00 $/R$ 18,00 for 2000 words;
20,00 $/R$ 20,00 for 3000 words.
NSFW content adds an additional charge of $5,00/R$6,00.
My list of current fandoms, but I can always add more:
Anime
Attack on Titan, Amensia, Death Note, Demon Slayer, Diabolik Lovers, Fruits Basket, Haikyuu!!, Hakuoki, Hunter x Hunter, Jujutsu Kaisen, Kamigami no Asobi, Naruto, Mirai Nikki, One Piece, Blood of Zeus.
Books
Percy Jackson, Harry Potter, A Song of Ice and Fire, Pegasus and The Flame of Olympus (series), IT., A Court of Thorns and Roses (ACOTAR), The Bridgertons, Twilight, The Lord of the Rings, The Cruel Prince: The Folk of the Air, The Bridgertons, Twilight.
Games
Genshin Impact, Detroit Become Human, Mystic Messenger, Time Princess Dress Up (TP: characters), Yandere Simulator, My Candy Love (Amour Sucré), Arkyos Angel, A Plague Tale.
K-Pop
BTS, BLACKPINK, GOT7, EXO, BIGBANG, TWICE, AESPA, Stray Kids, ITZY, Hyuna and Dawn, Red Velvet, NCT, Monsta X, Taemin, Dreamcatcher, LE SSERAFIM, (G)I-DLE.
Series/TV Show
Game of Thrones, House of the Dragon, The Originals, The Vampire Diaries, Teen Wolf, Supernatural, Outer Banks, Friends, Brooklyn Nine-Nine, Euphoria, Reign, Bridgerton, The Flash, Supergirl, Outlander, American Horror Story, Wednesday, Riverdale, Chilling Adventures of Sabrina, The Sandman, Lucifer, Winx Club, Ragnarok, The Lord of the Rings: The Rings of Power, Invisible City (Cidade Invisível), Shadow and Bone, Adventure Time, The Witcher, Rebelde MX (RBD), Heartstopper.
Movies
Disney Universe, Marvel Universe, DC Universe, Maze Runner, Halloween, Friday the 13th, Texas Chainsaw Massacre, A Nightmare on Elm Street, Transformers, How to Train Your Dragon, Miraculous, Ever After High, Monster High, Barbie Universe, Christmas Movies, Maze Runner, Avatar, Twilight, Star Wars.
K-Dramas
My Demon, Bussiness Proposal, Doom At Your Service, Hometown Cha-Cha-Cha, Crash Landing on You, My Name, Mr Queen, King the Land.
Mythology
Greek, Egyptian, Norse Mythology and Brazilian Folklore.
Historical Characters
Alexander the Great, Cleopatra, Caesar Augustus, Julius Caesar and etc...
Additional Information
I accept payment via PayPal and Pic Pay only (PayPal = Ko-Fi)
Payment must be made before I start and I will always send you updates if you ask me.
I write in English and Portuguese.
I have a deadline of 5 to 10 days to complete your commission, however, if something unforeseen happens and it ends up being delayed, I will inform you.
If I write more than what was asked, obviously there will be no additions.
If you are interested, DM me with details and feel free to ask me anything.
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luvsae · 8 months
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could you write headcannons with hyunsu and a reader that has social anxiety?
hello! of course i can :D
ive never really written something like this before but i hope this will be good enough :)
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cha hyunsu with reader who has social anxiety | requested
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- how did you and hyunsu meet exactly? well, before everything happened, hyunsu was very talkative and loved helping everyone - that's how he came across you.
- you were very shy, though, so it was hard to get you out of your shell at first.
- he was your partner for a project at school and you two needed to communicate. he started off by saying "hi" and you responded with a quiet "hi" back
- you started to warm up, though. it took a bit of time but you became close friends with hyunsu and hung out a lot
- when you two became close you told him about your social anxiety and he was very accepting. he promised to help you in times that you needed it, and would also try to encourage you and help you overcome certain moments.
- there was one time you broke out of your shell
- that was when hyunsu was being treated horribly by people in school. you told them to "piss off" - what you didn't know is that hyunsu appreciated that.
- now, since you have social anxiety, you never imagined having a partner, but hyunsu changed that when he asked you out. you were hesitant and nervous, but you said yes.
- time skip to being adults; you live with hyunsu now in an apartment. your neighbors are nice but you're still anxious about talking to them. when they say "hi" or try to make conversation, you may freeze but hyunsu is there to squeeze your hand reassuringly.
- if you have a panic attack and need to go to a quiet place, hyunsu will take you there and hold your face in his hands. "focus on your breathing", "you aren't alone, okay?" "you're doing great."
- hyunsu is very comforting. always reassuring you, hugging you, loving you.
- if you have a hard time going out, don't evennnn worry !! hyunsu would rather spend his time at home with you then go out to an expensive bar.
- though, sometimes if you have moments where you don't want to go out but you're going to do something you enjoy, hyunsu will talk you through it. always giving you the option of staying home and relaxing, or going out for a bit.
- hyunsu is definitely the best at comforting you.
- when he catches you thinking about an embarrassing situation that happened in public a few hours ago, he'll reassure you.
- "you didn't do anything wrong, baby." "no one would ever make fun of you." "i love you."
- if you feel sick in public, hyunsu will gently pull you off to the side and talk to you. he'll make sure you're okay and ask if you want to go somewhere quiet.
- if you're anxious about ordering something, hyunsu will definitely take over and order for you
- i feel like hyunsu would come to doctor appointments with you, or any appointment in general
- even if you tell him it's okay, he'll insist, even if that means just driving you
- "what if they were judging me, hyunsu?" "i promise no one would ever judge you. let's distract you, okay?"
- if you're anxious about something, hyunsu will turn on your favorite show or will order your favorite food
- hyunsu is patient with you. if you need alone time he will definitely leave you alone. if you need him near you, he'll sit beside you and hold your hand
- he'll research breathing methods for you and then will use them whenever you're feeling really anxious
- hyunsu is the best listener. he'll let you rant or vent about how you feel. if you need him to say his opinion, then he'll say it. if you just need him to listen, he will listen
- he'll teach you the "5 things you can see, etc.." method because it helps him with his anxiety, so it may help with yours
- hugs hugs hugs.
- hyunsu will hug you tight just to make sure you're safe
- dates in public may turn into dates in your backyard or a snuggle on the couch ♡
- i feel like hyunsu would get you a journal to write down your feelings and help you clear your mind
- hyunsu is the best bf ever !!
- over all, he's always there to help you and will make sure you're okay ♡
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Tomura when his s/o is on period:
Writing this while dying from cramps 🤡
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You were laying on bed under layers of blankets, you just got your period and these cramps are more painful than usual.
It is pain in ass literally, you couldn't get up so you curled yourself up into a ball.
Not only your stomach hurts, but you feel sick as well, atp you feel like airplane fell on you 💯💯💯.
The pain would stop a little for some time than randomly out of nowhere, sharpass pain would appear suddenly.
You for real couldn't get up and you don't have enough of pads for this whole week, but can't do shit about it because you feel like you are dying 🔥.
At the end of the day you ended up asking your boyfriend through text can he buy you pads since you can't even get up to go to toilet because it hurts like hell.
Tomura doesn't know much about this stuff so he asks you if you can explain to him a little, like you also had to send him picture of pads you always buy, so that he doesn't fuck up and buy something wrong.
He would be a little embarassed but would get it for you anyway. Also he did some research on internet what helps with cramps and brought some snacks as well with drinks and chocolate <3.
When he got back from store he immediately rushed in your room to check how are you doing 😭.
"drink this" he handed you over pill and glass of water "this will somewhat relieve the pain."
You took the pill and drink it. "It should work after about 10-15 minutes, sit still." he said.
There was slight worried look on his face because you were pale like a wall and had dark circles under your eyes you were just looking at floor without saying anything.
"hey? Are you okay?" he started to ask questions in concerned tone "Do you need anything else? Maybe more blankets or pillows?You look extremely tired maybe you should rest a little... Have you eaten and drank at all...? I brought some snacks and drinks if you wan-" you kissed him on lips to calm him down with all these questions.
"It's fine, I don't need anything but some water right now, I haven't drink at all today and my throat feels dry" you replied than paused for second to say something again "Wait you brought some snacks and drinks?!" he nodded with soft smile.
"Why did you do that? You didn't had to buy anything else but pads..." you said.
"Because I know you crave sweet and salty stuff during this time of month" he kissed your forehead while handing you snacks and drinks.
"...Thank you, also I feel bad eating all this by myself so let's just share it, I mean.. you brought it anyways and there's enough for two so."
"I brought this for you only, but if you insist than sure.." you said - "Okay wait here I'll go get bowls than" right when you were about to get up he grabbed your arm and pulled you back on bed than threw blankets at you "You have to stay here and rest dumbass, I can get those you just stay here okay?"
he rushed in kitchen to grab two bowls for both you and came back -"dang alright" (AGRESSIVE LOVE AGRESSIVE LOVE AGRESSIVE LOVE AGRESSIVE LOVE 🛐🛐🛐). "So..how about horror movies? Or we can maybe play games if you aren't in mood for movies."
You said "Movies, I'm currently too lazy to move at all" He let's out small laugh and nodded while getting under blankets with you and snuggling up to you "Is this fine?" he just wanted you to be comfortable with him 😔
"Why are you even asking? This is perfect." Laying your head on his shoulder and taking his gloved hand in yours "You know, I'm actually really happy and grateful I have you" you kissed him on cheek "I love you Tomura"
He looked at you all surprised and flustered was literally melting from inside poor bby wanted to say it back but he was too shy.
You two ended up watching movies until you both fell asleep together all snuggled up <3 (I know I always mention this in all my writings but I love sleeping okay? it's just great going mimimimi for real 💤) anyways
Tomura would be only sweet and soft to his s/o and you can't change my mind.
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Y'all my head was falling all time I was trying so hard to not fall asleep while writing and checking for mistakes help 💀💀💀
Hope you like it my stinks🔥🔥🔥
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rmd-writes · 6 months
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I made a banner!!
Thanks for the tags @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut @jesuisici33 @three-drink-amy @alrightbuckaroo @orchidscript @hippolotamus @strandnreyes @cha-melodius @kiwiana-writes @carlos-in-glasses @dumbpeachjuice @stereopticons 💖
I’m excited because I FINALLY have something to share! It’s not much because I’ve only just started, but the words seem to be back and the ideas are flowing!!
Ten minutes later, Alex has a steaming cup of coffee in front of him, his laptop open and his notes spread out across the desk.
He should be feeling ready – or as ready as he ever feels with a paper due the next day, which is to say not very ready at all. He has everything he needs: coffee, his research, his laptop. And yet he can’t focus.
All he can think about is the weight of Henry’s cock on his tongue, the feeling of his fingers tightening in Alex’s curls and the sound of his moans echoing off their bathroom tiles.
He tries to write, even manages to tap out a few hundred words. But the spark at the base of his spine from earlier never really dissipated.
Not sure who’s done this already but let’s try @welcometololaland @liminalmemories21 @maxbegone @beautifulhigh @reyesstrand @sunshinestrand @ships-to-sail @fitzherbertssmolder @freneticfloetry @ambiguouspenny @indomitable-love @lilythesilly @wandering-night19
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cheruluv · 7 months
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˚ · . ENHYPEN IMAGINE # 1 *ೃ༄
LEE HEESEUNG
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ೃ⁀ bf!heeseung x reader
GENRE ♡ fluff, romance, crack.
ABOUT ♡ your boyfriend volunteered to babysit your little niece.
💌 > hi! This is my first fic in tumblr lol! I haven't been in tumblr in a while and this is my new account! I hope you support me! It's my first time trying to write, so i hope you like it? Haha.
WARNING ◆ this story is for entertainment purposes only. Use of pet names, not proof read? Please lmk if i missed any!
Song of the day !
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You're at a family gathering. Your mother invited you to go last week.
You watch as your nephews and nieces run around the backyard. You smile at the warm scene. Their smiles were never fake, just carefree. You wished to experience, even just for one day. Studying at the university has been really hard. Getting piled up with many projects, and most importantly your research paper. You still haven't— not able to think of a title. Gosh, this was a lot easier back in highschool.
Oh, you'd kill to experience being carefree again. You sigh at the thought.
"(Name)?" Someone calls you. You turn to see who called you.
Oh, its your mom. Your face lit up even more, you haven't seen her in months.
"Hey mom," you greet her, engulfing her in an embrace.
"Oh (name) you made it! I miss you so much," She says, you apologetically smiled at her, feeling bad because you barely put anytime for her.
"Sorry, mom. I've been really busy and I couldn't call you," you say, rubbing your nape.
"Don't be sorry, sweet. As long as you're doing good– by the way, didn't you tell me you'd bring your boyfriend today?" She suddenly asked, surprising you a little.
"Yeah, haha. He's on his way right now— oh he's here!" You point at heeseung, with a big smile on your face.
He approaches you with is arms opened wide, and you hug him tight. "You made it!" You say happily.
"Oh heeseung," you mother greets, "I haven't seen you too in a while!"
Your mother and Heeseung start sharing a conversation. You stare at them fondly, without realizing that you've been smiling so hard.
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The family gathering ended after a few hours. You exchanged goodbye's, and hugged your other relatives.
"Mom, me and Hee will get going now," you say, "today was fun."
Your mom smiles, " I'm glad you had fun, bye (name). Careful on your way back!"
You and heeseung qave her goodbye, you were about to leave, but you were stopped by your brother.
"Oh, Jun-ho!"
"We're leaving now, see you next—"
"Wait!" Your brother cuts you off. "I need a teeny tiny favor to ask? If that's okay,"
You tilt your head in confusion. Why didn't he just asked this like- An hour ago or something? Not when you're about to leave? You mentally facepalmed yourself.
"Uh.. I have a business trip on Saturday day. Our babysitter quit on us the other day..." he trails off. Feeling a little bit hesitant to ask his little sister, who by the way, is busy with university.
"What is it?" Your tone was urging him to say it faster. Because you and heeseung really need to leave now.
"(Name) you inow I'm facing problem right now, and I really don't wanna bother you because you're busy with your studies," he explains, and you nod,
"No one will watch Ae-cha, I was thinking maybe you can watch her? It's really okay not to. I understand if—"
"It's fine Jun-ho. Just drop her of by friday." You tell him reassuringly, patting his back.
"Bye hyung." Your boyfriend bid him farewell.
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You both hop in the car, fastening your seatbelt. The ride back to you and heeseung's apartment was calm and quiet.
"Babe, why did you say yes the Jun-ho's request?" Heeseung asks, his eyes still remained focused on the road. "Your major exams are coming up, I'm sure you need to study beforehand. "
"I know, hee. But it's been hard for my brother. He just got divorced, and I can see how this is taking a toll on him," you sigh, placing your head on the window, "and plus, it's hard to find trustworthy babysitters these days, and you can barely trust daycares too."
He glanced at you, seeing how stressed you looked. Heeseung understood your point.
Ping!
Heeseung has an idea.
"Hey, (name). Why don't I watch her for you instead?" He suggests, and you almost scoff at him.
"You're bluffing, I know you don't like babysitting, babe." You chuckle, and a pout formed on his lips.
"No I'm not! I'm being serious, I- I like kids!"
You sigh, "appreciate it. But no way I'm letting you watch Ae-cha." You say, trying to end the conversations right there. You and heeseung are very busy. You don't wanna trouble heeseung with anything. Plus, it was you who was asked to do it.
"Come on. You don't trust me?" He says teasingly, wiggling his eyebrows up and down.
"Ugh, stop it— you look so weird." You stop yourself from laughing. "I don't wanna bother you, okay?"
"Come on, you'll never be a bother. And you still have to do your research paper. I already done that so I got plenty of time to watch her!" He explains. You stop to think for a moment. He's right. You're thinking of considering.
"Are you sure though?" You say slowly, wanting to hear a confirmation.
"Yep! A 101%!" He flashes you a cute grin and quickly returned his gaze to the road.
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"Auntie~!" A small voice calls you.
"Ae-cha~!" You mimic her cute tone, earning yourself a small pout. She's so adorable.
"Auntie will take care of me?" She asks innocently, looking up at you with glistening eyes.
You nod at her, and a big smile grew on her face.
"Hi Ae-cha!" Your boyfriend suddenly greets, scaring the life out of you.
"Yah! Lee Heeseung!" You smack his arm, earning a groan from him.
"Sorry, sorry."
"Auntie, who him?" She points at heeseung,
"Oh this is your uncle, uncle Heeseung!"
"Ooh! Uncle" she squeals, clapping her hands repeatedly. "I like uncle!"
Heeseung giggles, approaching her to lift her up.
"And— Ahhh!" They shout in unison, as heeseung lifted her up,
"Heeseung! Be careful!" You scold him, ready to catch your niece in case if heeseung drops her.
"Baby, let me handle this! Go to your meet up!"
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orchidscript · 3 months
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thank you @kiwichaeng @heartstringsduet @tailsbeth-writes @clottedcreamfudge @kiwiana-writes and @firenati0n for all the tags this morning :)
Between answering a bunch of WIP asks this week and posting a behemoth chapter in one of my current WIPs, I'm a bit WIP'd at the moment. (Get it? 'Whipped', like tired? See?) BUT, I do have a solution, and that is: Promoting the fics I'm working on the most in the hopes that folks will still read them, even if they aren't finished.
you'll have to tell me if that's a fool's errand, but I'm going to try anyway!
Noble Blood (RWRB)
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November 1609 Arthur Fox has passed unexpectedly, leaving his two youngest children without plans for the future. On orders of their grandmother, Bea is sent to the court of James I of England, a seventeen-year-old Henry her escort. After catching the eye of the king, Henry becomes a court favorite, playing advisor, poet, companion, and lover to James. Years later, when a Spanish entourage arrives to negotiate a betrothal of the English prince to the Spanish infanta, Henry meets Alexander Claremont-Diaz. Faced with the realities of both their positions, will Alex be able to see past Henry's title as The Favorite and love the man underneath, or is their affair doomed from the start?
Currently posting | 5 of 12 chapters available | Historic AU
The Fox's Bargain (RWRB)
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London, 1927 Henry Fox has spent years hiding in plain sight. Living under a pseudonym — Dr. Edward A. Windsor — he’s become the toast of London’s archeological set; making history-breaking discoveries, publishing bestselling accounts of his travels, and securing a coveted teaching position at Oxford University. When the ambitious Dr. Claremont-Diaz arrives from New York University as a guest lecturer, Henry finds himself immediately drawn to the man, his research, and his knowledge. On a dig in Mexico and a race to disprove a newly discovered artifact, Henry realizes it’ll take more than giving up his real name to earn Alex’s trust — and love. It just might take giving up his whole career.
Posting will resume soon | 10 of 17 chapters available | Historic AU
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I'm sorry, Tarlos folks. I really am. None of my current WIPs are holding my attention, and I'm hoping that fixes itself sooner than later. I know I talk a big game, but my focus has been flagging.
~*~
no pressure tagging: @alrightbuckaroo @strandnreyes @reyesstrand @carlos-in-glasses @inexplicablymine @cha-melodius @dumbpeachjuice @three-drink-amy @indomitable-love @carlos-tk and anyone else who'd like to share :)
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pinievsev · 1 year
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˗ˏˋ꒰𖦹。🔍⋆°✰꒱ ˎˊ˗
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˗ˏˋ꒰𖦹。🔎⋆°✰꒱ ˎˊ
Requests status: open 🔓
Join my taglist by sending an ask!<3!
Groups I write for: KARD, TXT,ATEEZ, Xikers, SKZ,8turn, EXO, BTS, NCT(++ if requested, I will do research<3!)
Other things I write for: Sweet home (Netflix kdrama)
REQUEST GUIDELINES:
I do: Headcanons, oneshots, drabbles, miniseries and reactions containing angst, fluff e.t.c
Don't do: smut(actual Smut or anything that implies it )(e.x pregnancies), anything to do with toxic relationships or major character death
˗ˏˋ꒰𖦹。🔎⋆°✰꒱ ˎˊ˗
KPOP:
Xikers: ➭
A small guide to xikers
LOUD,Nonidol!Hunter X GN!Reader
RUFFLE, Junmin X GN!Reader
Small moments like these, Hunter X GN!reader
Perfect match, short tempered!minjae X arrogant/bold reader
Window, junghoon x gn!reader, friends to strangers to lovers
Practice, sumin X GN! reader, comfort!
SKZ: ➭
Rise & Shine part one, Seungmin X GN!reader, coffee shop au!
Rise & Shine part two, Seungmin X GN!reader, coffee shop au!
TXT:➭
AMICA, Choi beomgyu X GN!reader
8Turn: ➭
nothing yet...
EXO: ➭
Nothing yet...
BTS: ➭
Nothing yet...
NCT: ➭
Nothing yet...
ATEEZ: ➭
nothing yet...
KARD:➭
Somin gf headcanons
IDIOT, BM X GN!reader
OTHER:
SWEET HOME:➭
Cha hyun-soo dating headcanons
Loose knots, park Chan young X GN!reader
Fear, pyeon sang-wook x GN! reader
Both sides, Cha hyun-soo X GN! Reader
Mine to protect, Kang seokchan x reader
˗ˏˋ꒰𖦹。🔍⋆°✰꒱ ˎˊ˗
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nuggetsofgems · 6 months
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How you met BTS: (Hyung line)
A/N: I am the first person to admit I love reading these kinds of fics. There is something so wholesome and wonderful about them. Somewhere along the way I made up my own little universe and I thought I should write it down for others to enjoy. With that being said this is the first time I really wrote anything like this. I know I haven't 100% nailed the personalities of the members but I hope it is still an enjoyable read.
Oh! One more thing. I am not a gymnast, not a neurosurgeon, and I don’t know much about art. I thought it would be fun to learn more about these topics for this series. I did just basic google searches for this one. I plan on doing more thorough research in the future. If you know anything about these topics, I got anything wrong, or know any good resources so I can learn more let me know!
Warnings: mentions of anxiety but nothing too graphic. Let me know if I need to add anything.
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Kim Seokjin
You meet Jin through a mutual friend. You weren’t looking for a significant other at the time. Heck, you weren’t even planning on living in Korea. However, your best friend, Ha-Yun, happened to give birth to two baby girls. She is a single mom, the father disappeared as soon as he heard about the pregnancy, and desperately needed help. You of course volunteered to help your best friend. She was there for you through thick and thin and you always promised to do the same for her.
Thank goodness you were on sabbatical for your job. You dropped everything just to be with her. It was the second week of your stay when you officially met Kim Seokjin. Ha-Yun had just fallen asleep along with her baby Ae-Cha. However, Mi Cha just couldn’t sleep so you took it upon yourself to help her. You just gave Mi Cha her bottle and were in the process of burping her when Seokjin knocked on the door.
He would tell you later that he never saw someone more beautiful than you. When you opened that door your hair was up in the messiest of buns, your clothes wrinkled, a burping rag over your shoulder covered in whatever Mi Cha just burped up, dark circles under your eyes, but with the most loving eyes and gentle smile. 
“Hi, can I help you?” You asked so softly as not to disturb the calm atmosphere. 
“Hello. I’m Kim Seokjin. I am here to visit Chang Ha-Yun. She’s a dear friend of mine.” He replied with a kind smile.
“You just missed her. She’s sleeping.” You replied taking off the burping rag and bouncing Mi Cha gently in your arms.
“Well, that is poor timing on my end. I knew I should have called.” Jin muttered to himself.
“Hey, it’s okay. Come in. Yunnie had a feeling you would be coming over today. She gave me clear instructions to let you in and tell you to make yourself at home.” You chuckled leading him inside. 
“Thank you. You must be the famous Y/N I have heard so much about.” Jin responded.
“I am and this little one is Mi Cha.” You smiled brightly at him as Mi Cha cooed.
“It is a pleasure to meet you both.” Jin returned the bright smile.
Seokjin stayed for the rest of the week not only helping Ha-Yun with household chores (mostly building furniture and fixing household appliances) but also helping with the cooking, cleaning, and the babies. He became your shadow helping you with everything. He was great company and by the end of the week, you both exchanged numbers much to Ha-Yun’s glee.
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Min Yoongi
You were born with two best friends by your side. Tripletts much to your mother's joy and your father's dismay. They were your everything. They were the sun and moon to your earth. They were the land and sky to your ocean. You weren’t complete without each other. Yet it was always written in the stars that you three would part. Nevaeh the oldest of you three would travel to England to study art. You would become an author. And Alice the youngest of you three would become a make-up artist working with some of the biggest K-Pop stars in the industry.  You three were as busy as bees in your chosen careers. 
Well during an unassuming Wednesday in November you had your monthly video call with your sisters. Navaeh was living her best life in England! She went on and on about the culture, architecture, and art. Meanwhile, Alice disclosed she was going through a depression spell. She didn’t say much other than she just felt so alone. 
It was later that night you bought a ticket to see Alice. The next morning was bright and the air was warm. You went up to your sister’s apartment door with your backpack your trusty laptop and your suitcase. You knocked on the door and waited patiently. 
“Coming!” She called out rushing to the door.
Your sister opened the door still in her pajamas, her hair an unkept mess, and just by the look on her face, you could tell she just rolled out of bed.
“Morning Alice! I missed you.” You whispered giving her a light hug.
“Y/n! I can’t believe that you are here.” Alice, bless her, returned the hug and started softly crying.
“Oh sweetheart, I’m here. I’m here. Now let’s go inside and I will make you breakfast.” You cooed leading your sister to her kitchen, after bringing in your things and shutting the door of course, making her the favorite breakfast of her childhood chocolate chip pancakes and hot chocolate with whipped cream and sprinkles. 
Alice gave you a watery smile and gobbled down everything you put in front of her. Now that you were face to face with her you saw the bags under her eyes. You saw the sparkle that was in her eyes was significantly dimmed. She seemed thinner and exhausted. With that being said she seemed at ease with you here. You sat next to her and ate with her.
Breakfast went by fast. Your sister went to freshen up, showered, and changed into an outfit she felt comfortable enough in to face the day.
“So I am off today. What do you wanna do Y/N?” Alice asked looking at you with big eyes. 
“I’m here for you. You decide.” You replied giving her a soft smile. 
That’s when her phone went off. She seemed confused but answered. You couldn’t gather much from the conversation other than apparently you were going with her somewhere.
“Y/N please don’t hate me. But I have to go to work. Will you come with me?” Her eyes pleaded with you.
“Of course! I would be honored!” You replied jumping off her couch and grabbing your backpack. “Come on Alice! It is time for an adventure.” 
You both went on a bus to your destination. To be completely honest you were not paying attention to where you were going. You were more focused on making your sister smile. You both did arrive safely. Alice got you both through security and into the room where makeup artists do their magic. 
Alice had left you in that room promising she would be back as soon as she could. Apparently, she needed a bathroom break. You decided the best way to use your time would to be look around the room. You had totally underestimated the amount of makeup these artists needed to do their job. 
“Alice-ah isn’t today your day off?” A voice from behind you started you.
You turned around only to see Min Yoongi from BTS. Right. Alice works with K-Pop idols. Don’t panic.
“I’m sorry. I’m not Alice.” You reply bowing your head wishing your sister would turn up. 
“Don’t be silly. If you aren’t Alice why do you look exactly like her?” Yoongi asked. His feline eyes searched yours. His lips twitched up into a smirk. 
“Yoongi hyung! You won’t believe who we found in the hallway! Alice Noona is here on her day off to help with the music video!” Jungkook practically yelled storming into the room with your sister being dragged behind him. 
You let out a relieved breath as you ran to your sister giving her a big hug. 
“Wait. Who’s this Alice?” Yoongi asked looking between you two.
“Do you remember how I mentioned I have two sisters?” Alice asked. The members nodded their heads.
“Well let me introduce my middle sister. Y/N. The world-renowned author.” Alice replied with a bright smile.
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Jung Hoseok
People are always surprised when you tell people that you meet Hoseok at a dance convention. Yet you are probably one of the worst dancers in Korea. You have always been told that you danced to the beat of your own drum. You had your own internal song that you and only you knew the rhythm. Your family was full of dancers. Yet, you decided to become a gymnast. That way you decided the rhythm instead of it being decided for you. 
It turns out you were good at gymnastics. You loved it and you practiced hard. Your favorites were uneven parallel bars and the balance beam. Despite not enjoying being in the spotlight you had participated in many gymnastic events and competitions. You did very well and won many awards. Once you were old enough you jokingly sent an application to be a coach for the next upcoming Olympians. However, they hired you very quickly and you were over the moon.
 This is how you found yourself at a dance convention of all things. You were there with the five young women who would be competing at the Olympics. One of the other coaches thought it would be a great idea to go to this dance convention to empower, inspire, and team build. The idea sounded lovely until you lost your team. 
You found yourself leaning against the wall near the women's bathroom deeply sighing. No one in your team was answering their phones and despite your frantic searching, you could not find anyone you recognized. You felt the anxiety bubbling in your chest, tears building in your eyes, and your breathing becoming uneven.
“Excuse me, are you alright?” You looked up surprised to see BTS’s Hobi. You tried to not freak out standing in front of one of your idols.
“I lost my team. I cannot find them anywhere.” You replied sighing and looking down at your feet.
“Team?” Hoseok asked tilting his head. 
“I am one of the coaches for our future Olympians.” You said sheepishly scratching the back of your head.
“That's really cool!” He replied. 
You nodded your head. 
“Come on! Let’s go find your team.” Hoseok said pulling you toward where the events were taking place. 
After about half an hour of searching you found your team. You couldn’t help but tackle hug the five young girls in your care. 
“Unnie there you are! We were looking for you!” The youngest said happily hugging you back.
“I see you found your team,” Hobi said appearing behind you.
“Thank you so much for helping me.” You turn around, after escaping the group hug and bowing to him.
“You are the most welcome. This convention lasts two more days. Why don’t we exchange numbers? Just in case?” He replied bowing back with a giant smile.  
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Kim Namjoon
Life as a neurosurgeon is difficult. Every person you ever operated on would never ever be the same again. Sometimes when that reality becomes too heavy for you, you escape to art exhibits.  
One of your best friends and old schoolmates Kang In-Su is a museum curator. His museum is known for its exquisite exhibits. You two have made a deal since you visited the museum so often. You pay him a set fee every month and you would be allowed in whenever business hours were open to the public. 
It was a quiet morning. It was raining and storming outside. It was a perfect day to look at some modern art. Apparently, you were not the only one to think so. 
Your mind drifted as you stared at the painting in front of you. You admired the brush strokes. The colors. The emotion that called to you through the painting. Warm tears fell down your face. 
“Are you alright?” A gentle voice asks from beside you.
“Yes, I am quite alright. I always cry looking at art. It’s amazing what the brain can do.” You reply not looking over at the stranger.
The stranger hummed in response. You two stood there looking at the art. You two seemed to follow each other around the museum. Not saying anything but enjoying each other's presence.
Eventually, you did look at the stranger. He was tall, nicely dressed, had a facemask that covered the lower part of his face, and a hat that obscured the rest. You found his presence calming.
“Thank you for looking at this exhibit with me. I have to get going. I have an appointment I need to get to.” You whispered to him.
“Of course. Have a great day.” He replied.
“You as well.” You said before heading to the hospital.
It turns out that the stranger is Kim Namjoon from BTS. You often would run into him on quiet days early in the morning. You two got into this habit of walking around the museum together. At first, it was in silence but it eventually led to quiet conversations. 
He learned about your work. You learned about the music industry. He listens to you ramble on about really interesting brain studies and you listen to him ramble about songwriting. You two became immersed in each other's worlds. Then one fateful day Namjoon sought you out before he had to leave the country. Shyly he asked for your number. Of course, you said yes, and well as they say the rest is history.
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Trunko
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“New Trunko Design” © deviantArt user Kryptid, accessed at his gallery here
[The appearance of a sea monster on the shore of Margate, South Africa, attracted some press attention at the time. The Daily Mail covered it, and from there the story appeared in Charles Fort’s Lo! , where he dismissed it as a hoax. When Charles Fort thinks your paranormal phenomenon is a hoax, you know it’s built on flimsy evidence. The Margate Monster gained popularity, and its current name, in the writings of Karl Shuker, who resurfaced the story and put it into several popular books (like 1996′s The UneXplained, which is where I first heard of it). To his credit, Shuker continued to do research and follow up on the story, and when photographs appeared (as opposed to just reprints of the article), he was savvy enough to recognize the actual Trunko as a globster, the catchall category of mutilated carcasses interpreted as sea monsters.
Pathfinder already has globsters, but I wanted to make a Trunko that represented the fantastical creature alive, if it were actually some sort of hairy white sea elephant. My concept draws on Opabinia (my favorite Cambrian weirdo) and the orangutan crab]
Trunko CR 5 N Vermin This creature looks something like a furry whale, except that it has rippling fins running along its sides instead of separate limbs. It has a paddle-like tail at one end, and at the other, a short but very flexible trunk ending in a clasper.
A trunko is a large aquatic invertebrate found in cold seas. They are related to anomalocarids and opabinias, with a trunk like structure used to pull food into an underslung mouth. They eat primarily zooplankton, which they gather by literally swimming through their masses. The hairs covering a trunko’s body are sticky, and the trunko can groom itself at its leisure to remove and consume the various marine invertebrates glued to it. These hairs also act as a defensive mechanism, gumming the jaws of sharks and orcas.
Trunkos are social creatures who live in mixed-sex pods. They are ovoviparous, carrying eggs internally that hatch to release free-living young. The young are born sticky, and can feed themselves almost immediately, but remain in their own pods until full grown. The undulating fins of a trunko allow it remarkable dexterity in the water, and they often live in areas with strong winds and currents, too choppy for ships to sail through easily. As such, they are rarely seen by landlubbers and have something of a mythical air.
Trunko CR 5 XP 1,600 N Huge vermin (aquatic) Init +4; Senses darkvision 60 ft., Perception +6 Defense AC 18, touch 12, flat-footed 14 (-2 size, +4 Dex, +6 natural) hp 67 (9d8+27) Fort +9, Ref +7, Will +5 Immune vermin traits Defensive Abilities sticky Offense Speed swim 60 ft. Melee slam +10 (1d8+9) Space 15 ft.; Reach 10 ft. Statistics Str 23, Dex 19, Con 16, Int -, Wis 15, Cha 6 Base Atk +6; CMB +14; CMD 28 Skills Perception +6, Swim +18; Racial Modifiers +4 Perception, +4 Swim Ecology Environment cold aquatic Organization solitary, pair or shoal (3-12) Treasure none Special Abilities Sticky (Ex) A trunko’s body is covered in thousands of sticky hairs. Any creature coming into contact with a trunko must succeed a DC 17 Reflex save or be smeared with glue, being entangled for 1d4+1 rounds. This glue is sticky in air, salt and fresh water, but a pint of strong alcohol dissolves it. The save DC is Constitution based.
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