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koolades-world · 3 months

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Hey there! I'd Like to request something. So like, MC is an Artist (Style doesn't matter they just have to draw humanoid things) and then they draw the brothers+dateables in their style, what would the reaction be?

hello! sure thing :)

I myself am admittedly not a very good artist, which is my my preferred art form is writing. the only time I draw is usually during gartic phone games with friends, and thanks to my franticness under a time limit it's always very chaotic. but at this point I've just embraced it and it's always funny

enjoy!

Artist Mc

Lucifer

you draw him while he's seated at the dinner table on a saturday morning while he's reading the newspaper and enjoying a coffee

not that you didn't intend to show him, but suddenly he was leaning over your shoulder, staring, and it caught you off guard

as you scramble to explain, he just smiles and sits back down in his chair and goes back to what he was doing to keep being you model

once you're done, he asks if he can at least have a copy to keep, which in itself is a huge compliment, but it's so he can think of you every time he looks at it 🥺

Mammon

during class, he happened to look super cute as always while looking wistfully out a nearby window a few rows in front of you and the lesson was getting boring anyways. next to your notes, you begin to doodle him, using highlighters for color

you forget it's there and lend him that very notebook since he had tuned out that same lesson

once he opens it, he seems himself and doesn't know how to react. he's a babbling, red mess

once he regains motor functions, he shakily declares that it's very becoming of the Great Mammon and that you did a great job. success!

Levi

the two of you are hanging out in his room. he's playing a ruri game and you're lounging behind him, sketching on a bean bag

you're not drawing anything in particular and were searching for an idea when suddenly, the idea found you

levi wasn't paying attention to you, so you could easily look at him and ruri, and sketch them side by side in matching outfits

once he stops for a moment to get a snack, you happily show him the drawing and he does the demon equivalent of blue screening. give him a minute to reboot then try again haha

Satan

when you decided to draw him, the two of you were seating together, with you in his lap while he read a book so he saw the drawing from it's first line to it's last

made positive comments about it the entire time, like about how you captured the green of his eyes perfectly, or telling you his hair looked better in the picture than it did in real life

at some point, he stopped pretending to read the book and sat watching you with his chin on your shoulder

he added cute little notes around it once you were done with little hearts around them

Asmo

he's asked you to draw him jokingly a few times, but never expected you to actually do it the next time he asked

when you tell him if he wants, he can pick something else to wear, he almost strips down so you can draw him nude but you stop him as soon as he started to take his shirt off

he scurried away and was back quickly in a new outfit, and posed how he would for a picture

talks to you basically the entire time you draw, and once you're done, he squeezes you into a tight hug and asks if he can post it on his Devilgram

Beel

after joining him enough times for Fangol practice, you knew it well enough to begin making sketches of him as he practiced

drawing him in action was a little challenging since he never held still, but you were determined

you drew a few since his practice went on longer that day, and got to proudly show him the results

he was equally as proud of you since he thought you did a great job. he asks if he can have one, and if you give it to him, you'll find it hanging up next to his bed next to all his Fangol trophies <3

Belphie

he's an easy model to draw thanks to his lethargy, so you often find yourself sketching him

something about his peaceful nature and natural frosted tips was just so drawable, so you had at least a few pages full of him napping in various positions with different blankets

one time, he wakes up while you're next to him drawing, and is a little shocked in a good way. he didn't know you viewed him that highly

he's still half asleep, so he just compliments your artwork and moves to lay his head on your lap, then falls back asleep, ensuring you're the flustered one now

#obey me #obey me!#obey me satan #obey me x reader #obey me asmo #obey me beel #obey me levi #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me belphie #omswd #obey me shall we date #obey me mc

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theweeklydiscourse · 2 months

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It’s just interesting to observe the differences in how people treat Zukka vs how they treat Zutara. Because I searched Zutara on TikTok to look for some edits and the comments were filled to the brim with people saying “But Katara belonged with Aang 🥺” or “How can you ship Zuko with her after Mai said such a romantic line?” Or perhaps the most insufferable of all “Maturing is realizing that Zuko would’ve thrown himself in from of lightning for ANYONE” as if that’s some revolutionary reading of the text. It’s so irritating how this kind of behaviour is…accepted by the fandom.

But you don’t get that with Zukka, instead you see people gushing over how sweet they are together, hailing it as a wholesome and unproblematic ship, praising artworks of it with positivity and appreciation. It’s difficult to find much negativity under Zukka posts, you won’t see people saying “But Sokka belongs with Suki 🥺” or boldly going on a tangent about how another ship is SO much better. I saw one person praise Zukka as the most unproblematic ATLA ship because of how little conflict there was about it, that you wouldn’t see the same hostility among that fandom as you might with Zutara.

But there’s a reason for that which has less to do with Zutara shippers themselves, and more to do with the harassment and hostility they face on all sides of the fandom. Fans will go out of their way to antagonize Zutara shippers, they’ll feel brazen enough to leave backhanded or outright hostile comments under Zutara posts and art, they’ll interject their shipping opinions in spaces where nobody asked and condescend Zutara shippers by framing them as shallow or delusional for shipping it.

I think Zukka is admittedly cute, and they definitely have their haters, but the difference between it and Zutara is astounding. It’s incredibly frustrating to watch this phenomenon play out, especially when these shippers carry themselves with a kind of false moral superiority that can only be found in shipping discourse.

#especially ESPECIALLY when Zutara is constantly being hit with the old *colonizer x colonized* accusations #But somehow Zukka manages to avoid that same criticism despite Sokka being from the same tribe as Katara #Frustrating as a poc zutara shipper to constantly be accused of being a white person romanticizing a supposedly *colonizer romance* dynamic #katara #Zuko #pro zutara #atla discourse #atla fandom #atla fandom salt #atla fandom critical #shipping discourse #enemies to lovers #anti Zukka #anti maiko #avatar the last airbender

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cuubism · 15 days

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Not even exaggerating I've been rotating a dreamling 'everyone's convinced they aren't actually dating' fic in my brain for months now. I saw your tags and needed to share

it's such a funny yet tragic concept 😂 @five-and-dimes and I were discussing it and imagining a truly sad (human AU) scenario where literally everyone thinks that Hob is dating Dream as a prank except Hob. Hob's friends (assholes actually) think they're all just in on a joke to prank the Weird Guy, Dream's friends think Dream's being taken advantage of, and Dream, pathetically, is like "it's all a ruse but at least I'm getting love 🥺" (poor Dream)

Hob is the only one living in blissful ignorance thinking he's having a grand time with the cute (and yes, also weird) guy he was into for ages.

Anyway it takes an absolute eternity for any of this to come to light and by the time it does they've just been married for like four years or something 😂 and Hob's just like "why would I marry you as a prank?" and Dream's like "...commitment to the bit?"

He was, admittedly, starting to wonder when the rug was going to get pulled. Truly, Hob was more committed to making fun of him than Dream had ever thought possible.

After this Hob banged his head into the wall repeatedly so many times he got a concussion. He also had to get new friends.

#i toyed with writing it but i just have so many wips already XD #dreamling #ask #just-j-really

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spirit-lanterns · 3 months

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I MEAN JUST LOOK AT HER

LOVE

ACHERON.

also imagine her putting that collar she has, on you while she pounds you with her strap, kissing your earlobe whilst whispering how good your taking her.

(i think shes a service dom)

Acheron<333😍

SERVICE DOM ACHERON 🥺

Imagine how that works out in the casino au. Admittedly, I see Acheron as more of a hard dom (but also I haven’t played Penacony yet) so to see Acheron in a new light is doing wonders for my writer’s brain. I am imagining that she clips her collar on Bunny Girl Reader’s neck while she fucks you, and just enjoys the look of Bunny Girl Reader being her cute lil pet 💘

She just enjoys tugging on the collar and watching you whine a bit from the slight choking she does…

#🕯️spirit box #casino au

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fict1onallyobsessed · 11 months

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Hey ! I’m obsessed with your work could I please request a imagine with Rhea x reader in which Rhea is crushing on reader but also incredibly dense and is completely oblivious to the reader heavy flirting. Maybe the judgment day can help her realize that reader like her too. Maybe with some slut too 🥺

Thank you ! 💜

Unaware

Rhea Ripley x Fem!Reader

Dom looked over at Fin, a confused look on his face as he watched you and Rhea talk from the other table. Granted, Dom wasn’t the smartest man, but even if he was deaf and blind, he could sense your flirting from the other side of the room. Just looking at the way you looked at her, your body language, everything about the way you talked to her gave it away immediately.

That was something Rhea clearly struggled to gather and understand. Whether it was her own inability to grasp your flirting, or just how much she focused on not making herself look like an idiot around you, she just never noticed your flirting.

The other judgment day members realised before her, and sometimes even tried help her notice that you really liked her, but their attempts were futile. She either completely ignored the signs, or brushed them off, even though it was clear she liked you just as much as you liked her.

It wasn’t until Damian had enough of seeing the two of you constantly together, flirting but not realising, and listening to Rhea talk about you became somewhat repetitive.

“Woman.” Damian signed. “When will you ask her out then?”

“Why would I do that?” Rhea replied, eyebrows furrowed.

They all collectively signed, Dom, Fin and Damian all at once putting their heads in their hands in defeat. It was so obvious at this point that anyone, even those who’ve not met the two of you, knew there was tension.

“Please open your eyes.” Dom almost laughed. “Six months you’ve been flirting, looking at each other like you’ve been married for a year.”

“Don’t be stupid.” Rhea said, but in her mind something clicked. Something that felt obvious, but only now has her mind actually accepted it. She liked you so much, and maybe she was scared of rejection, or maybe she was scared of scaring you off, but maybe they were all right. Maybe you were flirting with her and she was just too stupid to realise.

So, next time she saw you, she did ask you out, (With immense help and assistance from the rest of the judgment day) but she did it.

You nodded and refrained from saying “finally”, although, admittedly, it was kinda cute to see her so clueless. Taking a mental note to thank the boys afterwards, you finally got to enjoy the date you’ve been waiting for for the last six months.

THE END

I hate this I had no clue how to end it sorry it’s shit 🧍🏻‍♀️

#wwe x reader #liv x rhea #rhea ripley #rhea ripley imagine #rhea ripley x reader #demi bennett #demi bennett x reader #rhea ripley angst #rhea ripley fluff #rhea ripley smut

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sugawarassoulmate · 2 years

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I literally love the idea of Loser!Kuroo being spoiled by bitchy reader ONCE IN A BLUE MOON sndjd idk WHAT kind of cataclysmic event would trigger it but I'd love to see a half bitchy (soft) reader just focusing on my babey. He deserves all the hand jobs and blow jobs in the world mwah

hehehehe this was fun

words: 767 cw: fem!reader, injury mention (no details!), blowjobs, masturbation, minors dni

ugh what if kuroo ends up with a broken arm.

reader speaks to him in a soft voice, trying to stop herself from snapping at him when he says something annoying. she holds his backpack for him and carries his books—a far cry from when she would slap them out of his hand.

and kuroo is eating it all up. he loves that you’re mean and bitchy but wow there’s something so wonderful about you being sweet to him 🥺

he gets settled on his bed and sighs after a long day of classes and discomfort from the position his arm has been in. you’re quick to be at his side. “does something hurt?” you ask, hovering near his arm, afraid to touch him.

“no, baby, you’ve done enough today. i’m fine,” he smiles, pulling you in with his good hand for a quick kiss. you pull away right after, but he brings you back in, missing the softness of your lips.

“do you need anything?” you ask against his mouth, hands hesitantly trailing up to play with the hair at the back of his head. and all kuroo wants is to be able to wrap both of his arms around you, drag you into his lap, and lay in bed together. but he knows you’d be against it.

his eyes flick down to the annoying cast on his arm, covered in his friend’s signatures. “actually there is.” kuroo reaches over to the sharpie on his desk and uses it to point at the empty space on his inner arm.

you shoot him an annoyed look, rolling your eyes as you peel away from his hold. reluctantly, you take the marker from him and sign your name. “it’s like dealing with a fucking 12-year-old,” he hears you grumble. throwing the marker on the bed when you’re done.

kuroo’s dumb, dopey grin warms your cold heart and the two of you kiss again. kuroo’s good hand pulls you in once more to deepen it. you’re not stupid, you know he wants more, both of you do, although you’ll never admit that you’re terrified of somehow worsening his injury.

you move away from him, ignoring his admittedly cute pout, and kneel between his legs. kuroo’s eyes widen and he’s quick to say that you don’t have to do that but the imprint of his dick straining against his pants say otherwise.

the heavy breaths you hear when you pull kuroo’s cock out is enough to boost your ego. it’s a rare sight to be in a position like this—kuroo’s always more than happy to take care of you with his tongue or fingers. but seeing him in such a vulnerable state tugs at heartstrings you didn’t know you had.

kuroo curses when he feels your mouth on him, free hand gripping the sheets on his bed. “baby,” he whines. you take a few moments to get use to the feeling before slowly taking him in more and more until he’s nearly buried at the hilt.

it doesn’t take long for you to force more noises from him. kuroo writhes from your touch, groaning at the sound of you slurping and gagging beneath him. kuroo’s too much of a gentleman to admit that he enjoys how much of a mess you can become for him. you pull away with an audible “pop”, stroking his cock while you tongue at the head.

kuroo’s damn near about to burst and he feels guilty. getting off when you haven’t yet just doesn’t feel right. why’d he have to be an idiot and bust his arm? he’s trying to stave off his release as long as he can, not wanting to blow his load all over your face.

but as he’s concentrating, kuroo can hear your own soft moans. he sneaks a peak down between his legs, thighs twitching upon seeing your tongue running along his shaft. but what really sends him over the edge is seeing your hand stuffed down your shorts. watching you touch yourself while throat is full with kuroo’s cock is what sends him hurdling over the cliff, cumming without warning in your mouth.

“ah—fuck,” he apologizes between gasps, nearly collapsing in bed from the force of his orgasm. kuroo mumbles something about the tissues on his nightstand for you to spit in, but you shake your head, swallowing his seed and sticking your tongue out for him to show that you did.

“did it feel good, tetsu?” you laugh, wiping your mouth.

while he catches his breath, kuroo makes a promise to himself that he’s gonna marry you someday.

#haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu smut #kuroo smut #kuroo tetsuro x reader #kuroo testuro #kuroo x reader #tetsurou kuroo x reader #kuroo tetsurou smut #kuroo tetsuro smut #haikyu smut #haikyu x reader #🍑#🍑kuroo #loser!kuroo

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gimmethatagustd · 2 years

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Hello!

I've read a lot of fics in which a member of the bts makes the oc feel good about their body after pregnancy, praises their body and stuff,

I was wondering if you could make a jungkook fic (or any other member if you want) where he's a writer and so can't put in time for excercise, he's lost his abs, his arms and thighs have gotten lose, and he feels like the reader doesn't like him anymore because when they got together back in college, he had all that

He's just worried that he's not pretty anymore, and then the reader makes sure he realizes just how pretty he is in her eyes, that he doesn't need a crazy sculpted body for her to love him, he could have a beer belly for all she cares and she'd still love him just as much

Your fics are AWESOME and I've really wanted to request this one for a while, so I hope you like the idea!

THAT'S MY BABY | JJK

All you want to do is make sure that your boyfriend feels good about himself, no matter how life changes.

» pairing: jungkook x reader

» genre: BTS | 18+ (i guess?? idk i’m bad at judging these things) | established relationship | fluff

» wc/date: 1.4k | August 2022

» warnings: body image insecurities | they shower together, but it’s not sexual

» notes: this request is so cute and unique 🥺 thank you so much for sending this in. i'm sorry it took me a while to get to it, but i hope you enjoy 💖 and thank you to my beta reader @here4btsfics who has a lovely fic about a similiar topic here - pls go and read it, too!

» masterlist | ao3 | send me ur thots 👅

» what was jai listening to? i.f.l.y. - bazzi // nothing feels better - pink sweat$

You were accustomed to waking up to the soft indentation of where your boyfriend’s body had laid in bed beside you. You spread your fingers out, smoothing over the wrinkled sheets and pressing your palm into the remaining warmth from his body. Normally it was the smell of coffee and the click clack of fingertips against a keyboard that coaxed you awake on a sleepy Sunday morning. Jungkook didn’t like waking you up. He tiptoed around the apartment, fuzzy socks sliding along the wooden floors and catching on the occasional rug, thoughts lost in the imaginary worlds he created inside his head.

You were in awe of his mind, never quite privy to everything that went on inside it, though you assumed you wouldn’t fully understand anyway. Creativity was, admittedly, not your strong suit. At least, not in the way it was for Jungkook. His ability to shape fragments of ideas and put them down in beautiful prose was enviable. It came to no one’s surprise that his short story collections were a hit from the very beginning. From anyone else’s eyes, Jungkook was right where he needed to be.

For him, it wasn’t so simple.

With sleep blurring your eyes, you tripped over something on your way to your dresser. Looking down, your toes brushed up against the digital scale you normally kept tucked away in the bathroom. With a frown, you picked it up and headed towards the bathroom.

Seeing Jungkook studying himself in the bathroom mirror wasn’t an unusual sight. He was always evaluating something, be it the way his bangs framed his forehead or how his veins popped when he flexed his biceps. Lately, though, these self-evaluations felt more frequent and harsher than usual.

“Baby, why did you have this out?” You knew the answer already.

Jungkook met your eyes in the mirror and your heart ached at the dark circles beneath his eyes. He shrugged, eyes cast downward. He played with a stray hair tie sitting on the bathroom counter and kept his back towards you.

“I don’t feel good.”

And you knew he didn’t mean that he was sick.

Putting the scale away, you snuck your arms around his waist and hugged his back against your chest. You tried to ignore the way he tensed in your arms or how your initial touch made him flinch.

“I think we should take a hot shower and get some coffee in us. How does that sound?”

Your boyfriend grumbled, but he’d never learned how to say no to you, no matter how shitty he felt. Lucky for him, you only used your power for good.

“Thank you,” you spoke softly as you lifted your t-shirt over your head. It was one of Jungkook’s, far too large for you and worn down to the point you should have probably gotten rid of it by now. But it was one of his old college shirts and the nostalgia made you hold on for a bit longer. Your underwear was next to go, quickly slipped off and following your shirt into the hamper. You felt your stomach flutter when you caught Jungkook watching you undress. Shooting him a small smile, you busied yourself with turning on the shower and getting the temperature the way he liked it.

“Better hurry up or you’ll be stuck with cold water,” you teased as you stepped in. The heat made your skin tingle, raising goosebumps across your arms and the hairs on your skin.

Jungkook followed you soon after, keeping his eyes cast downward as you grabbed his biceps to switch places with him, allowing him the opportunity to stand beneath the water.

You grabbed his shampoo, squirting some into your palm. Jungkook leaned out of the water just enough to open his eyes and cock his eyebrow at you.

“That one’s mine.”

“I know,” you said with a small smile. “Come here.”

Jungkook frowned, but you beckoned him fervently. Once he stood before you, you gestured for him to turn away from you and lean back a bit.

“Why?” he protested and obliged anyway.

Rather than answer his question, you gently dug your fingers into his scalp, manipulating his beautiful hair as you massaged the shampoo into it. Jungkook let out a small gasp and attempted to turn, but you held his head firmly in solace.

“Relax, baby.” You spoke softly. “Let me take care of you.”

“You don’t have to. I’m too tall…” Jungkook mumbled, but you only hushed him.

You dug your nails into his scalp just enough to make his skin tingle, dragging your fingers through his hair. You focused on applying more massaging pressure near his temples and the back of his head. Jungkook carried his stress there, often getting piercing headaches that hung around for days. Once you felt you’d worked shampoo through every strand, you instructed your boyfriend to rinse it out.

He was so beautiful with water slipping down his chest and soft tummy, following wet paths to his hips and tumbling past his thighs. He was a bit paler than usual, but that was expected when he worked tirelessly on a new book, spending little time outside. But your favorite part of him to look at was his face. You loved the little dented scar on his check and the tiny freckles delicately placed around his face. You loved his bambi eyes that now stared at you in confusion, his perfect pink lips parted in an open-mouth pout.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” His cheeks flushed pink and you weren’t sure if it was due to the hot water or embarrassment.

Probably a mix of both.

“You’re beautiful, that’s why,” you said with a shrug of your shoulders and your eyes crinkled in a smile. “Conditioner now.”

Jungkook’s eyes found the floor again, and he reluctantly turned again. “You don’t have to lie.”

You didn’t mean to grip his hair so hard he let out a small whimper, but his comment made your stomach twist. “I’m not lying. Why would I be lying?”

A shrug. A small huff of annoyance.

“I’m different now.”

You tugged on his hair again. Softer this time, but enough to get his attention. “We’re meant to change. That’s what being human is all about. What does staying the same do for us?”

He twisted around to dip his head into the stream of water, hands running through his hair. While he was preoccupied, you reached for your washcloth and bodywash.

“You know I love you always, right? I don’t care what you look like.” You rubbed soap suds across Jungkook’s shoulders. “But I do love the way you look. I love your strong shoulders that hold me up at concerts when I can’t see.” A trail of soap suds weaved along his torso. “I love cuddling up with your chest when we sleep. And I love giving your tummy kisses.” You looped back up to wash his hips and sides. “I love your entire body for keeping you safe, for keeping you healthy. For keeping you alive so I can love you with my whole body and soul.

Jungkook leaned into every one of your touches, his body soft and pliable beneath you. It wasn’t possible for you to tell that he was crying; he managed to keep a straight face and the water washed away his tears. The only indication was the way his shoulder shuddered when he pulled you into a hug. Your bodies pressed flush against each other, your skin slippery from the remaining soap on his skin. You looped your arms around each other’s waists and you let Jungkook smother his face into your neck while he shook in your arms.

“It’s so hard.” His words were muffled against your skin.

“I wish you could see yourself the way I do, baby.” You rubbed circles into his lower back and pressed your fingers to massage his muscles. “You’re incredible. Forget looks for a second, okay? You are so intelligent, and creative, and different in the best way. And you’re kind and thoughtful. The sweetest soul.”

Jungkook’s grip on you tightened and his shaking subsided.

“You bring all that out of me,” he said softly, pulling away to face you eye to eye for the first time that morning.

“So listen to me.” You pressed a gentle kiss to his chest. “Believe me.”

Jungkook nodded with a hint of a smile dancing across his face. It would take time; you both knew that. You both also knew that you had each other, no matter the changes or time passed.

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luveline · 2 years

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Okay hear me out. Reader getting really overwhelmed (over admittedly non important issues) and James looking up something stupid like “cute monkey videos” on his phone to try and calm them down (it works!)

yesssss 🥺 ♡ modern!au gn!reader

James' hand is rough with calluses where it runs up and down your arm. You try to focus on the feeling but it's really truly hopeless, your head running rampant with unnecessary what-ifs.

"Do you want to ask me some more questions?"

You shake your head at your amazingly helpful boyfriend. Right now you feel so sick that talking doesn't feel feasible. He takes your rejection in stride.

"Maybe I'll talk for a bit, yeah?"

You nod. James starts to chat about rugby, nothing that you won't understand, and it almost works because you don't want to ignore him. You love him enough that it nearly overpowers the worrying.

Nearly.

James doesn't take it personally. He knows that when you get like this it's purely because you can't help it.

He does let his sympathy show.

"Shortcake," he says, kissing your shoulder quickly, lips a flash of heat, "please..." He sighs and peels his hand from your arm. You watch his movements, brain flitting between reality and worry with a cruel ease.

Oh, he's getting his phone out. Turning his screen away from me... Typing. Why is he doing something he doesn't wanna show me?

"This'll sort you right out, love," he says, 'love' sounding ridiculously soft.

You look down at his offered phone and find it full-screened. He leans over your lap to click play and stays there with his cheek pressed to your shoulder as the video starts.

"What is that?" you murmur, confused as a small orange blob appears.

"'Silly baby monkey video'," he explains nonchalantly.

You feel a crushing wave of love and pity for him. He's trying his best to make you feel better and you'll be damned if you don't sit there and at least pretend that it's working. Only, eventually, it sort of does work. You and James watch the baby monkey throw things, pick his nose, and cuddle his mom.

"Aw, look, he's giving her a cwtch," you mumble, distracted by adorableness.

James looks up from the phone and grins at you, though you can't see. Relieved and in love, he watches your now relaxed face with a pinch of surprise and a heap of reverence before settling back into your arm. Your head drops on top of his instinctively, and when the video finishes you click onto the next.

I can't believe that worked, he thinks.

#james potter x you #james potter x reader #james potter #james potter x y/n #james potter imagine #james potter fanfic #james potter fanfiction #james potter drabble #james potter blurb #the marauders fanfiction #the marauders fanfic #the marauders #marauders era #marauders #james potter x gn!reader

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lumibye · 4 months

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˗ˋ ୨ - 𝒏𝒆𝒘𝒔 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒘𝒓𝒂𝒑 𝒖𝒑 : 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑 - ୧ ˊ˗

holidays are my only opportunity to be unapologetically sappy on this blog , i think . . . . ( /j ) and since it’s going to be 2024 in like 20 minutes here in australia i wanted to get this out before it gets too late into the night hehe also ! i have a lot i want to say

( also comm showcase because i thought that'd be cute )

so it’s almost been a year since i properly ( there's no way to properly do it but you understand . . ) started self-shipping , i think ? and it's ( in all honesty ? ) helped me through much of the year i started this blog back in march i believe , but i consider our anniversary to be in may ( i thought it was august but a very silly girlie got dates mixed up with lore if you could believe ehe ; ) which . . is five months off but it still feels pretty close ! he’s become such an intrinsic and important part of my life now that it feels as if it’s always been this way i guess . i’ve said it before but his character is just so kind and gentle and caring but also he’s reminded be how lovely it is to actually romanticise life a little bit and how good it feels to embrace your passion/s i um . . i love him very much ? 🩵🥺

he’s such a genuine source of comfort and so very dear to my heart , and I truly think he’s going to be my love favourite forever and i can't wait to do more ship stuff in the coming year hehe ! i’ve been with this series for sixteen years now . because i'm old . ( /j ) it was such a huge staple of my childhood and maybe i’ll talk about it someday - i'd like to ! - because many of my dearest memories are centred around this franchise. perhaps this blog was always inevitable in that way , i like to joke about self shipping with him is like a long term membership bonus . . but either way , in a sense i feel so lucky i get to express my love for it in this way if that makes sense ?

marianne ( having been made this year ) is also important to me in a way that’s . . come to surprise me , honestly ? i haven’t had an ‘ oc ‘ in a very long while so perhaps i just forgot about how emotionally attached you can really become . it’s probably also no shock that despite being a self insert, she’s very personal to me . . as someone that admittedly struggles with quite a bit of negative self talk, being able to say i like these parts of myself that i implement into her character has been quite healing for me as well ! and being able to rediscover my love for collecting flowers and coffee was also something really fun to do ! to the person that designed her ( you know who you are hehe ) I’m so incredibly grateful you bought her to life. It truly does mean sm . . as well as to everyone that's drawn her of course hehe , im always so giddy to see my little beloveds drawn so prettyful !

i really can’t emphasise enough just how grateful i am for both the community and all of my really lovely moots. i’m rather quiet so i don’t talk a lot but the interactions i’ve had on here are soso special to me and i really do cherish them so much no matter how small . . i have so many fond memories this year of that alone and it makes me tearyy happy happy 2024 to you and your beloveds hehe - if you actually managed to sit through all this I’m actually spinning you around so so much you very lovely and sweet . I hope the new year is everything you want it to be ! sending you each and every one of my best wishes your waaay mwah mwah !

#: charm's chatting ✦#⊱ long post ⊰#⊱ gush post ⊰#( art creds in alt txt )#font sizing wont cooperate again ;

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bonny-kookoo · 1 year

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I really want to see Snowball going to museum with Namjoon. Just imagine how fascinated she would be🥺

A/N: set early in the timeline before Jin went to the military.

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"Puppy please keep holding my hand, I'd hate to have to find you with the phone app again." He jokingly scolds as you try yet again to run off to something interesting in the distance. You've already gotten lost a few hours prior in a museum he'd visited with you- he'd looked away once, and you'd vanished.

Safe to say you were a bit scared as well, though he'd found you quickly, thankfully, thanks to modern technology.

"Did you like the museum?" He coats as you both walk to the next destination, and you nod. You're probably close to your heat again- hormones pushing you a bit further into the hybrid headspace than usual, so you're more quiet than normal, rather communicating in short word combos and admittedly cute sounds instead of full sentences. He remembers how shameful you felt the first year it had happened- having been taught all your life until then that that's weird, and that you shouldn't act like that.

He himself had learned a lot about hybrids since then, reading up on online articles and now owning countless books on both behavior and biology of hybrids to better understand you.

"Hm, come here for a second." He gently commands you, pulling something from your tiny backpack you're wearing, before he pulls something out. Your ears lower a bit at the sight of it, and he notes it immediately. "No, remember puppy, that's not a punishment." He reminds you.

"...safety." You mumble, and he nods, before he closes a clip in the front of your backpack to secure it on your back, before he clicks the metal clasp of the soft blue colored leash onto a ring on the bottom of your backpack- the entire thing serving as a hybrid harness if needed.

It's another thing you've been told to be ashamed of in the past- though Namjoon had promised no one sees it as a bad thing. Sometimes, especially when you're outside for a long time with many sensory inputs around you, you just get like this- and he's better safe than sorry.

"There we go. Now you can look around a bit more." He chuckles, and you nod, walking next to him while freely experiencing everything around you, Namjoon watching you fondly.

Though you do end up tripping once, Seokjin scolding the leader of the band playfully the moment he spots the colorful bandaid covering your knee after you've returned back home.

#bts imagine #bts fanfic #bts fic #hybrid imagine #namjoon imagine

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fatuismooches · 7 months

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PLEASE THAT FOXTORRE RAMBLES STILL OCCUPYING MY BRAIN KASJAKSJAKWJWJISWN- THEY ARE SO ADORABLE 😭💞 i saw that comment too and i was like HNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGFFFHHHH- THAT IS SO FRICKIN' CUTE-

Like just imagining Foxtorre and the little dudes just waiting in line for reader so that they can get thrown away by them and they made that toy sound whenever they bounce or land and then go back in line again is just *BANGS FIST ON THE TABLE* HNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGFFFFGHGHGGH-

And then, Dottore and all of his segment being jealous of watching his s/o playing and spending too much time with those creatures 👀 (Dottore was about to plot something to get rid of the Foxtorres but decided not to bcs its been a long time for him of seeing his s/o happy 🥺)

-🥝

(I'm sorry but i REALLY love a round and fluffy things like Foxtorre 😖💞 also, idk what to call the little things.. Maybe Pufftorre?)

TEEHEE I'M SO GLAD YOU LIKED THOSE RAMBLES 🥝 ANON!! 🥹 Fr the Pufftorres (we're dubbing this name now) make me so happy, I love fluffy things and cuddling them in general. I would be SO ecstatic to play with those little guys,, omg that picture is permanently etched into my mind DKWNWKDE I would wind my arms up and throw them with mega force at the wall LMAO (I'm 4'9 so it wouldn't be that much tho 🤡) and then they would crowd at my feet and climb up my legs and go under my shirt to tickle me for more.

HAHA they would be SO jealous of Foxttore and the little fluff balls! Like... all of a sudden your attention isn't on them? They are all such attention seekers smh they can't handle you paying attention to anyone else besides them. And probably were going to throw the little guys outside into the Snezhnayan cold to let them freeze and slam the doors shut on them 💀. But in the end, Dottore decided to let them continue to roam the lab... because otherwise, he'd have to deal with a hysterical and sobbing you, and admittedly he'd much rather see you happy and smiling than locked in your room. But he isn't above subtly ~threatening~ the creature and puffs to stay away from you while he's spending time with you. He is not letting you get distracted from cuddling with him by them again 😭 !

#smooches talks #🥝 anon #dottore love notes <3 #the little pufftorres would cure all of my problems

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