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weskin-time · 1 year

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@weskin-time

I have a request...🥺👉👈

I was wondering if u can make scenarios about The (shy) reader confessing (any REV) members *COUGH* (wesker) that they luv them for the first time and there like shock about it bc likeeee the reader is not really good at showing there feelings and there finally have the guts to say ittt to them. hopefully you understand what I'm meaning... 😅

IM SORRY MY GRAMMAR IS SO BADD OMGGG

HI THIS IS CUTE AND I HOPE I DID WHAT YOU MEANT!! HAHAH (also sorry for taking forever)

i got carried away with an idea on Weskers sorry not sorry <3

RE CHARACTERS X SHY!GN!READER

Characters- Albert Wesker, Chris Redfield, Sheva Alomar

not beta read

Chris Redfield

(drooling over this man frfr)

Chris is a good man and a great boyfriend. He knew you were shy, it’s what drew him to you in some sense, he’s been through so much and he thought your personality was a great change of pace compared to what he was used to. He asked you out and the rest was history.

About 3 months into the relationship is when he first said “I love you.” and boy howdy did it send you into a flustered spiral. You wanted to tell him it back but if felt like you were choking on the feelings in your throat, like you were frozen. Chris understood your hesitation, he’s never going to tell you that he finds it cute, but he never pressured you into saying the big words. But wow did you feel like ass for not being able to tell him you love him just as much as he does.

3 months have passed since then, you’ve tried to show him that you love him in other ways and right now you were helping him work out. ‘Helping him out’ as in sitting on the side lines and watching him all while providing conversation and water, sometimes you joined him but your whole body hurt watching him do those hellish burpees.

You helped him keep count all while staring at your boyfriend. The way his muscles flexed under his tight dark green athletic shirt, the way his biceps tensed as he pushed himself up, only to jump up and drop back down to the floor again where you counted the number higher. Chris was a good looking man, but my gods was he one of the sweetest men you’ve ever met in your life.

He cared about you, really cared about you. He listened to everything you said even if he could sometimes barely hear your mumbling when you’re out in public he would listen and respond to you instead of pushing you aside like a doormat. He cherished you and you him. Yes he did all the things normal boyfriends do for their partners but he went above and beyond to make you happy. Too scared to tell the cashier what you want? He would tell them what you wanted with a smile on his face. He never looked down on you for being anxious and shy, he respected you, he loved you for who you are and never got upset at you. He would comfort you in hard times, not yell at you to grow up or brush it off and live in the real world, he would tell you it’s okay and never push your limits. You loved him, and in turn you did anything for him.

“I love you Chris.”

It was out before you could even get a second thought in.

Chris almost fell to the floor in shock at the sudden outburst and confession all while your heart was racing in your ears and heat swarmed your face like flies to honey, the lump in your throat returned but this time of embarrassment.

Your boyfriend on the other hand looked awestruck. His eyes open wide and a smile spread upon his face. It made him look younger, the spark in his eyes, he almost looked like a different person.

You on the other hand we’re dying in your seat.

Suddenly he rushed over and pulled you up and into a hug, all while laughing like a drunk man had won a war, his hand cradling the back of your skull while his other went to your midsection to pull you as close to his sweaty body as he could. You laughed too as your arms wrapped around his neck. His hands changed positions as he pulled back to give your forehead a kiss, they both secured themselves around your waist and hoisted you up off the ground into a spin hug.

To say he was smitten with you would be an understatement.

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Sheva Alomar

(Woman by Doja Cat starts playing bARK BARK my wife.)

You may have fallen for Sheva the day you met her, honestly.

The two of you met through a mutual friend and the two of you just hit it off instantly. She was strong willed and loyal, kind and soft but could kick your ass in more ways than you could even know, not to mention she was radiating beauty with every breath she took.

She seemed to be curious about you at first more than anything, in her line of work she rarely meets shy people. She instantly respected you and didn’t ask you to speak up or act different, she listened to every word you said and didn’t poke fun at you. The two of you became fast friends, you asking her to teach you some fighting moves to which she agreed, and one thing lead to another and she asked you out on a date to which you of course said yes after almost dying in a sea of flustered mess.

2 months in is the first time she said ‘I love you’. She took you home from a date and as she gave you a kiss goodbye she said the three words. When you started your relationship you let her know before hand that emotions were hard for you to express, that they get caught in your throat and are blocked by your flustered tongue, she understood and still agreed to start a relationship with you, so she didn’t expect you to say anything back and she left with you standing at your door speechless.

3 months have gone by, nice and easy. Every time she says ‘I love you’ you respond with ‘you too’ like she’s telling you to have a nice day. You felt bad that you’ve yet to say it even though she told you it was alright you still felt bad about it, which in turn made your shyness worse, like a snake eating it’s tail. So you thought ‘fuck it’ and you were going to tell her tonight even if you exploded, she had to hear the words.

You took her to have a picnic and watch the stars. A lantern in hand you two hiked up a hill in the middle of no where, where light pollution wouldn’t ruin the view. She could tell the entire night that your nerves were on high, slightly shaking as you ate, a wobble in your voice, not to mention your cheeks radiated heat that could burn her if she touched them.

The stars were beautiful. The light dancing in the sky was nothing compared to your girlfriend. The two of you talked about nothing important, you could barely hear her over the sound of your heartbeat in your chest and the rushing of blood in your ears.

You looked to her, and he turned her body to face you, to stare at you with her beautiful dark eyes that the stars made its home, her hair loose and ticking her face, she was beautiful.

“I love you.”

The words spilled out of your lips before you told yourself to don’t even think about it. You instantly wanted to curl into a ball and evaporate, or maybe go to the hospital because your heart shouldn’t be beating this fast to be healthy.

She laughed, a smile as bright as the stars in the sky tugged at her lips, “I love you too.”

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Albert Wesker

(putting him into a blender i hate him /lh /hj)

Excella Gionne wasn’t always the Regional Director of Tricell, she was given that spot thanks to Albert Wesker, and thanks to him you became her assistant.

You’d first meet the man the day you became her assistant, Excella telling you it’s important to meet everyone you’d be working with along side her even if you’d be stuck at a desk job most days. This was days after she became the head of the Bio-weapons devision, before Jill Valentine, before Irving was hired, before the BSAA had their nose in Africa.

Excella practically forced you into a room to meet him, regardless of your stammering she never jumped in to help you make acquaintance. Through mumbled words and not looking at him the entire time you stated your name and that it would be a pleasure to work with him.

A pleasure it was indeed. It was funny in some regard to see your boss throw herself at a man who clearly had little to no interest in her, how she begged him to look at her and want her but his eyes never even looked at her for anything less than a glance. She wasn’t important to him, he was just using her, everyone and their grandmother could see it, you felt kinda bad for her in some way.

Wesker seemed to like you though, and not in the same way he ‘liked’ Excella. He teased you about your shy nature a lot, to where you think he made it a game to see how flustered he could make you, awkward social situations, bumping into you and ‘accidentally’ making you drop papers, asking if you have a fever or if you’re feeling alright. It was unending and yet he grew on you. Your shyness soon was doubled as you began to grow fond of him, even thinking he was attractive and yet you feared you were acting like Excella.

One day as you were dropping off samples to him and he asked you out. You thought it was a joke at first to get you to fluster but he was serious, so you agreed.

Dating your bosses businesses partner didn’t really go over well. Needless to say she fired you but thankfully your new boyfriend hired you as his own assistant, which honestly wasn’t fun because Excella still was his lap dog and just flirted with him to spite you knowing you would ‘never grow a backbone’ as she had put it once. She sucked.

About 4 months into your relationship it took a turn. You reminded him that it was time for his injection of the prototype virus, which he asked you for help with. You agreed and he taught you how to prepare and safely inject him with the serum. The next time he needed it you did it by yourself, which you were proud you didn’t shake and stab him in the wrong spot but as you were injecting it he made you look at him and he confessed.

Now if Albert Wesker was the embodiment of emotional constipation what did that make you?

2 months later he invited you back to his place for a three course dinner and desert. Fancy ass. Everything was set up, everything was fancy, your favorite food was brought to you first and the desert melted in your mouth and was so good you almost wanted to cry.

You stood with Wesker on the balcony of his penthouse, the night air cool against your skin as Wesker pressed you against him. He could feel how tense you were.

“Are you alright dear?” He looked down at you.

“Yea i’m fine don’t worry.” you gave an unconvincing chuckle.

He just cocked a brow at you as you breathed a little deeper and shook your head, trying to calm the beating of your heart and the nausea of your emotions.

“Hey Al?” You asked with your eyes screwed tightly closed.

“Yes my sweet?”

You opened them and turned your head to look at your boyfriend. “I love you.”

He seemed to freeze for a second, his eyes searching yours as you died inside fully embarrassed before he relaxed somewhat.

“I love you too dearheart.”

#tezi post #albert wesker #resident evil #resident evil x reader #ask!#resident evil imagine #wesker #albert wesker x reader #wesker x reader #albert wesker imagine #chris redfield #chris redfield x reader #sheva alomar x reader #sheva alomar #re5 #resident evil 5 #chris redfield imagine #sheva alomar imagine

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unorthodoxx-page · 8 months

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A Take of Spirits sneak-peak? 🥺👉👈

Just a note: we will be seeing all the turtles with their respective humans this chapter (yes, that includes Donnie lol)! Sharing this snippet mainly because of the clothes description. It's one of the main things I keep fiddling with.

Sneak Peek (Katara)

“Remember,” Raph hisses. He tugs at the almost traditional collar around his neck, and the wide sleeves pool to his elbows. The robe is a green two shades later than the near-black of his pants, but the material is breathable. It drapes loosely around his legs before tightening at the ankles. He’s left his feet bare, they both have. 'In case of emergencies' the spirit said. They move easier without them, but Katara fails to see the difference. Raphs clothes lack the silks and sheerness of what they provided Leo, but it cuts a sharp Earth Kingdom image. “Think stuck-up, think mean, think Draxum! We’re not leaving this party until we speak to the King.”

“Raph,” Leo sighs. He moves unhindered in the clothes provided by Joo Dee, almost as if they were made for him. They probably both were, Katara thinks. The robe is a brighter green than Raphs, with the same deep green pants hugging his ankles, but the sleeves are made of a softer material. The sheer silk hangs like a shrowd of pale, translucent green past the whole of his hands. She thought it was too much green before, but now, in the dark of night, it works. He looks ethereal with his bare feet and floating fabric. They both do. “I got this. You just worry about being intimidating. I’ll do all the talking.”

“He can do some of the talking,” Toph frowns. “People find him a lot scarier than you anyway.”

“Only in looks, height, muscle, and girth,” Leo counts. He spins and the silk twirls behind him like an afterthought. “But Raph can’t act to save his life. He’s marginally better than Donnie, and painfully below Mikey. I fall in that nice middle ground of believable.”

“Hey!”

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kikibumblesqueaks · 3 months

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GUYS!!😭💕🪶

I just- oh my god- I got- so many tickles today-

Switch brain broken-

So like yeah I already made two posts today but the best part just happened oh my god😭💕

I’ve decided to not hide my love of tickles from my close friends anymore (yeah I’m spelling it with the “i” now eep) because life is too short and I’m touch starved as hell🥺

And, quick backstory~ my friend who was visiting today is like a sister to me🫶 We’ve been friends since she was 4 and I was 8 and she’s one of my favorite people in the whole world because she’s so loving and cares about all my interests and experiences and feelings and never judges me, and she’s been traveling abroad for almost a year now and we’ve missed each other terribly so we were super affectionate today😭💕

I pulled her onto the couch and we took turns cuddling each other and gently playing with each other’s hair and rubbing each other’s backs *melts* and when she had her head in my lap I started poking her sides and she giggled and said she thinks she keeps getting more ticklish as she gets older and I’m like “good!” and poked her more and she scribbled her fingers on my foot EEEEEEE 😖🫠

Then I told her about my embarrassing PT experience with my hips and thighs and she was like “those spots are bad on you? I feel like my sides are my worst!” and I said “good!” again and poked her sides😂

And then after a moment of hesitation I said “I think it’s really fun honestly” 👉👈 and she said “me too, I think it’s so fun to tickle people!” And I just….. y’all😖🫣🫠

And then when my head was in her lap for awhile eventually she had to get up cuz her family had to leave but before she did I reached up and poked her sides again and she started tickling my sides and ribs and I dug into her armpit and she wiggled her fingers into mine cuz it was super exposed and I squeaked and we were both giggling so much and she laughed “I guess we’re both pretty ticklish, huh?” and we kept squeezing each other’s ribs and she tickled my armpit again and it felt so🫠🫠🥹🥹🥰🥰 I loved getting to be vulnerable and giggle with someone like that and this day will live rent free in my head for the rest of my life I stg😭🥹💕

And when she stood up she stretched and I briefly attacked her armpits she was like “AHH I KNEW YOU WERE GONNA DO THAT!!”🤣😇

Anyway I am…. unbelievably happy and content and my little switch heart is so full😭💜💕

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queerofthedagger · 1 year

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Hullo~ with much joy I saw that you're doing December fic gifts 😍 (first of all, very kind and generous, and a lovely idea!)

I would love to request a dreamling fic if i may!

Several prompts seem similarly appealing and are essentially just different flavours of the same thing?

So my favourite is of course from the fluff list: #37 "Because i love you goddamnit!". But Fluff only becomes sweeter with a bit of angst, so essentially mixed with the same prompt (#32 from the Angst list)? Maybe a bit of #32 from the drabble list: "I think I'm in love with you, and I'm terrified"?

Does that make sense? I hope you find a way to have fun with it anyway ♡

If you do decide to write this, could it be gifted to me (AHopefulSun) on A03 please? 🥺👉👈

Anyway, once again thank you very much and happy holiday time ♡

Thank you so much for the prompt!! I changed the dialogue a bit to make it work, and I'm afraid it ended quite heavily on the fluffier side of things, but there is a hint of angst? 😄<3

(The languages Hob uses are Basque, Croatian, Hebrew, Catalan, and Gaelic; it'll make sense in a hot second, I promise 😄)

Speaking in Tongues

“Are you sure that you’re not cold?” Hob asks, five minutes into their walk back to the New Inn.

The street they are walking down is quiet, snow blanketing this corner of London in glittering jewels of white, and something treacherous flutters in Dream’s stomach at the open concern.

“I believe to have told you before that I do not experience temperatures as you do.”

Hob stops him with a light touch to his wrist; Dream feels it all the way down his spine.

“And I believe I’ve told you before that it doesn’t mean you can’t be uncomfortable,” Hob says, exasperated affection pressed into the corners of his mouth. He turns Dream with another touch and begins to unwind the scarf from around his neck.

“What—” Dream starts, but the words get stuck in his throat when Hob looks at him, smiling and bright-eyed, cheeks flushed from mulled wine and the cold.

Hob had insisted to take him to the Christmas market in Camden, much as he is now insisting to wrap his scarf around Dream’s neck, calloused fingers brushing the skin of his throat. Which is to say, he hadn’t let Dream protest, no matter that Dream did not want to do so, neither then nor now.

“I know, I know, self-knitted isn’t really your style, and dark blue isn’t part of your usual colour scheme,” Hob says, and his hands rest on Dream’s chest even as his expression seems to grow bashful. “But at least I have a proper winter jacket, and if you really don’t want to wear it, not even until we’re back at the Inn, you obviously don’t—”

Dream catches Hob’s wrist just as he is about to pull away, heat flaring in his chest that is both terrifying and thawing something ancient he thought long dead. “No, I would—I would like to keep it. For now.”

For as long as you’ll let me have it, he does not say.

Hob tilts his head. “You do not look certain of that.”

“I am. I merely… You are much more likely to get cold than I am; why would you give me this?”

It is a loaded question, is about more than a scarf and Hob’s gentle tenacity.

Silence stretches for longer than it should. Hob is looking past Dream until his shoulders straighten with a shuddering breath.

When he speaks, his voice is too steady to sound light-hearted. “Because I love you, and I want you to have it. To know it.”

He states it like a fact, something axiomatic and indelible; night follows day and humans dream. The sun keeps rising, and Hob Gadling loves Dream of the Endless.

Dream swallows, helpless, even as Hob’s eyes stay fixed on him.

“Does this not scare you?” he asks, voice hoarse as the words trip off his tongue.

“Of course, it does; it’s terrifying. That does not change the truth of it, though, does it?”

Dream searches Hob’s face; he is not sure for what. He searches for his own courage and finds it in the warmth of a scarf wrapped around him with care. Finds it in the memory of outrageously sweet coffee orders and cups of mulled wine, in stories told over centuries, and in an Inn built for him. In Hob waiting, always waiting for Dream to catch up.

He admits, “It is terrifying to me, too,” and watches as Hob’s expression morphs through shock and disbelief, finally settling on caution. “You did not expect reciprocation.”

Hob huffs a laugh that borders on hysterical. “I—no, I did not. The last time I dared to call you my friend, you stormed out on me.”

“I apologised; I—”

“No, I know, I’m not…” Hob sighs, and beneath the lingering caution, a hint of a smile starts to form.

A part of Dream itches to vanish into the safety of his own realm, to wrap layers of iron-clad protection back around himself and hide the soft, tender, human pieces once more.

Stepping closer, Hob slips his hands inside Dream’s coat. His palms are warm on Dream’s waist, and it calms his racing, non-existent heart.

“If I kiss you, would it scare you off for good?” Hob asks. His smile is solid now, warm as if sun-soaked in a way only he ever is.

Dream finds that his terror is melting beneath Hob’s touch like snow in a child’s hand. Distantly, he thinks that should scare him. He also finds that he is quite exactly where he wants to be.

“You may; under one condition.”

Hob laughs, his eyes glistening with it. “Of course. Anything.”

Swaying forward, Dream leans into him and closes his eyes. “Tell me again.”

Hob’s fingers dig into Dream’s skin. When he speaks, his breath fans across Dream’s mouth.

“I love you,” Hob says, voice low with the weight of it. “I love you so much that it burns, and I will tell you as many times as you want. I will tell you in languages that I have never used to tell—”

Dream kisses him, falling into it, inevitable; Hob tastes like winter nights and spices, cinnamon and anise and orange. His mouth opens beneath Dream’s as if he has been waiting for this through all his lifetimes.

“Maite Zaitut.”

Pushing closer, Dream cards his fingers into Hob’s hair. “Again.”

“Volim te.”

He bites Hob’s bottom lip and swallows the sound it elicits, tucking it away beneath his ribs for safekeeping. “Again. Please.”

“Ani ohevet otcha. T’estimo. Tá grá agam ort.”

Any more of this, and Dream fears he might choke on his affection. “You know a great many languages to say this in.”

Hob smiles. “Come home with me, and I might tell you why.”

“Incorrigible.”

“You love me, really,” Hob shoots back; beneath the affected cockiness, he looks as if he might need to hear it a few more times, too.

Dream brushes his mouth over Hob’s temple and says, “Indeed I do. Dearest.”

✨December Gift Ficlets ✨

#the sandman #dreamling #dream x hob #the sandman fic #mona's writing #december gift-ficlets

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threadsun · 9 months

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Anonymous Asks: "I’m kinda interested in that teacher smut piece you’ve mentioned in the past 👉👈 if you still have motivation of course"

Anonymous Asks: "Can you unlid your smutty idea on the teacher/reader au please? I need the naughty fic in my life take your time about it and reconsider this. I felt like I’ve been cliff-hanged and i just love the flirty Jean & Joseph🥺"

Took me a moment to remember which piece you were talking about but when I did I verbally out loud with my real actual mouth said "Yes!!" so uhhh :3c

Content: teasing, groping, idk what to call it but they use their hands to make you cum

“Alright kids, I know you want to keep playing with Jack and Rory. But Sue and Knackadan want some time with you too!”

You usher the preschoolers away from the two unfortunate men, who gratefully smile at you. Its been another long hour of invasive questions and tests of strength, and they’re both looking tired. It seems only fair to pass the children off to the other two actors and give Joseph and Jean a well-deserved break.

“Thanks for the rescue,” Joseph laughs and rubs his biceps. “I don’t think I could’ve lifted an eighth kid.”

“Yeah, one more question about my favourite cake flavour and I’ll scream.” Jean groans and rubs at his tense shoulders.

“What is your favourite cake flavour?” You give an innocent smile and bat your eyelashes at him.

He huffs, tickling your sides for just a moment before you squirm away. “Don’t you start with that.”

“You two did well,” you settle down with a smile, watching the kids chase after Knackadan with shrieks of joy. “Can’t be easy, working with kids all day.”

“Don’t you work with kids all day?” Joseph tilts his head, looking for all the world like a curious puppy.

“Well, yeah, but…” You shrug, pushing your hands into your pockets. “It’s different. Having to be in character all the time. Be someone else, you know? I’m just… me.”

Joseph grins and slings an arm around your shoulders. “Just you sounds pretty good to me, doll.”

You lean into his side with a slight laugh. “Ya big goof. I don’t know, I just figure it can’t be easy to keep up the act for so long.”

“We’re actors,” Jean shrugs, nudging Joseph’s arm away so he can lean against your shoulder. “We’re used to it.”

“Well, I think it’s impressive.”

“Then I won’t pass up the chance to impress you~” Jean grins, leaning in only to find your hand pressing against his face.

“Hey. Kids.”

Jean gets a wicked grin on his face, sharing a look with Joseph. The two hook their arms through yours, calling some excuse over their shoulders to the other two actors about needing help getting out of costume. Only implied, of course. No need to ruin the illusion for the kids.

They whisk you away around the back of the school to the small faculty parking lot. It’s empty, of course. It’s the middle of the day, and you’re the only one who has trained actors willing to take your class for you. You can’t help but feel giddy with how well everything is going.

“There we go,” Jean pulls you into his arms, nose nudging at your jaw as he lets his breath run down your neck. “Alone at last…”

“Jean—” Your breath hitches as he groans at the sound of his name, pressing against you until you can’t ignore the hard bulge in his pants.

“You can tell us to stop if you want, doll.” When did Joseph move behind you? His arms are around you, chest pressed firm against your back. “Do you want us to stop?”

“I…” Your head is spinning, Joseph’s lips brushing across your neck as he waits for an answer. “I don’t… know…”

“Oh, sweetheart.” Jean chuckles, nipping lightly at your earlobe and smirking when you shudder. “We all know the answer. Just say it so Joseph can relax.”

“What about the kids?” You feel yourself melting into their embraces, embarrassing sounds coming from your throat as Joseph begins to kiss your neck in earnest. “I sh-shouldn’t just leave them…”

“The other two can be trusted. They’re used to taking care of kids. Besides, you’ve got that teaching assistant.” Jean’s teeth tug at your earlobe for a moment before pressing a warm kiss to your jaw.

“I… I guess… But what if someone asks where I am?”

“We told them you were coming with us.” You can feel Joseph’s words rumbling in his chest, lips smiling against your skin. “Just relax.”

You want to say something more, but Jean’s teeth graze just under your jaw and you moan. “Fine, fine. But… we’ve gotta be quick.”

“No no no, sweetheart.” Jean tilts your chin up to look at him. “We’re gonna take our time with you~”

His lips meet yours and they’re so soft, warmer than you could ever have imagined. Your arms loop around his neck, melting into it. Joseph, never one to let Jean one-up him, inches his kisses just below your collar and sucks a hickey onto your shoulder. These men are going to be the death of you.

Joseph’s hands slide under your shirt, fingers brushing across your stomach. Jean takes advantage of your gasp, tongue slipping into your mouth. It’s dizzying, the way their hands wander under your clothes, groping and teasing. The way their mouths send shivers down your spine, kisses and nips and licks littering your skin and lips.

You feel Jean walking you across the parking lot, but you’re too busy trying to keep control of your legs to wonder where he’s taking you. At least, until he pulls away and opens the back of the van they’d arrived in. He and Jack toss their wigs inside, quickly stripping their costumes down to their underwear.

Jean hops up to sit in the back of the van, pulling you between his legs and into another hot kiss. Joseph’s hands make quick work of your clothes. Once he’s able to feel your warm skin under his hands, he slows down, taking his time to explore your body.

You can feel both of their warm bodies against you. The bulges of their cocks grinding against your skin through their boxers. You busy your hands palming them both, trying not to shudder at how big and hard they feel under your hands. You have no idea how you’re going to take either of them, let alone both of them.

Neither of them seem concerned about that. Joseph moves his hand between your legs, fingers coaxing and teasing as he explores your thighs. Jean finally drags his lips from yours, moving down to your chest to take a nipple into his mouth. Your fingers wind into his hair, tugging gently as you arch into his mouth.

“Oh gosh!” Jean and Joseph chuckle at the child-friendly exclamation. “Oh goodness…”

They’re dedicated to your pleasure, Jean’s teeth tugging lightly at your nipples as Joseph works his hand between your thighs. Your legs feel like jelly, leaning heavily against Joseph’s chest as you keep hold of Jean’s hair. You can feel them both grinding against you, Jean on your stomach and Joseph on your ass. But they’re far less concerned about their own pleasure. You’re the centre of their attention.

Your hips grind against Joseph’s hand, chest pressing into Jean’s talented tongue. The tightening feeling in your abdomen snaps, their names leaving your lips in a desperate moan as your cum drips over Joseph’s hand. They praise you through your orgasm, lips pressing soothing kisses to your burning skin as you come down from your high.

You take a moment to catch your breath before reaching out for them both, hands brushing over their cocks. “Y-you two need to—”

“Jack, Rory!” Sue’s voice cuts through the relative quiet of the parking lot. “Time to head back to Cloudy Town!”

“Fuck.” Joseph and Jean help you back into your clothes, letting you lean against them both as you get feeling back in your legs. “Shit. Shit…”

“That’s not,” you giggle a little as you struggle into your shirt, “very child friendly of you, Mr. Sunny Day!”

Joseph looks chastised, even as you grin and kiss his cheek. “Sorry…”

“No,” you sigh and fix your hair, stepping away from the van. “I’m sorry. I wish I’d been able to… well… Next time, okay! I promise.”

The two watch you jog back around to your class with matching grins. You’re too cute. They can hear your voice, calling for your class to gather around you for nap time. Their colleagues round the corner, heading back for the van. Jean and Joseph sigh and settle on changing back into their usual clothes. It isn’t until they’re sitting in the back of the van on the way back to the studio that something occurs to Joseph.

“They did say next time, didn’t they?”

#swwsdj #something's wrong with sunny day jack #sdj joseph #sdj jean #joseph haberdae x reader x jean laurent #gn!reader #teacher triad #18+ only #sunshine

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littlerosetrove · 13 days

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I feel like I just got knocked around by a hurricane. I have a lot to say, too.

My initial Spoiler Thoughts for 7x5, this time by character, because it makes sense for me.

⭐️

HEN AND KAREN

Oh my goodness I loved all of the Hen and Karen stuff we got. Denny is such an understanding and sweet older brother already, bless him. Really the only, um, weird spot to say the least was…… Did the show make an analogy between a young black girl and a dog???? I’m not black, I’m very white, so……………. Stepping aside from that, if I may. I still loved Hen and Karen being amazing people and parents, trying to figure out how to help Mara. Oh I can’t wait to see more of this little family. <3

BUCK

Buck was soooo cringe during the date, but Tommy was so patient, charming, and lovely. Tommy later said he left things off as he did because he didn’t want to pressure Buck. 🥺 I did like that - after talking to Maddie and Eddie - Buck plucked up the courage to call and meet up with Tommy. Yes!!! Don’t give up so quickly my guy, especially if you can’t stop thinking about Tommy. Mmmm I get it. 🩷💜💙

I appreciated Buck apologizing for his weird behavior at the restaurant too. And don’t think I didn’t clock Tommy hearing that Buck has already told his sister about Tommy and she wants to meet him! Please, I know Tommy and Buck aren’t a long term thing, but damn do I want them to last a little longer. For me? 🥺🥺👉👈 I’ve truly never been more excited about Bucks love interest as I am now.

Maddie was a gem during the scene where Buck came out to her. You could see her mentally pivoting a few times, just trying to understand what was going on and of course being there for her silly bisexual disaster of a brother.

EDDIE

I can’t separate Marisol from her actress, so that after sex scene gave me the ick. And I now know more about Eddie and Marisol’s sex life than their actual relationship. Thanks, I hate it.

Marisol was almost a nun? …..Idk idk, I’m not Latina or Catholic, but it all kinda feels like it’s being played for laughs, and mixing in stereotypes there.

Bobby and his kiss of death relationship talk. It seems Eddie asking Marisol to move in surprised even him. And he said something about Eddie having issues committing to things/people, except Shannon. I need more time to think about that, but I feel mixed about the Shannon of it all. ….Like yes she was a big part of his life obviously, they were messy, Eddie loved her, I get all of that. I really do. But idk, why does so much tie back to her? Like okay. Okay… I just hope that the show is working towards Eddie actually starting to work through and heal *gestures* from the Shannon of it all. Because so far the ghost of Shannon still hangs over him, and idk how to phrase it, but… I’d like a story for Eddie that isn’t always connected to her, you know? Please let this man go back to therapy and heal, not just from his PTSD in the army, which was the focus in season 5. And I get that Eddie’s general weirdness about Marisol comes back to the Shannon of it all. Speaking of.

Eddie admits that he goes with his gut, then lets his head catch up later, and it doesn’t usually work out. So then. Wait. He asked her to move in, and I guess we’re supposed to assume because Eddie just wasn’t thinking??? Clearly. Seriously wtf Eddie. And now he’s like, “let's start over and really get to know each other.” Sure! Cause it seems you guys don’t know anything after a few months of dating, just like us! And HI. YEAH, what the fuck does Chris even think about all of this? Does he even know Marisol’s last name? Does Eddie????

Y’all this is so messy. So, what. Eddie asked Marisol to move in with him, and I’d HOPE Chris knows this. But then at the end of the episode, they’re both like “teehee sure, lets not move in together. yet!!” What the hell is Chris going to think about this when he comes back? One minute this random woman, a glorified babysitter, is moving in, and now she’s not. @andavs made a kinda devastating and enlightening post about this. Basically, is Eddie rushing (but taking back??) things with Marisol because he’s trying to prove to Chris that people/women don’t always leave????

Like, hell, I know Eddie was joking (but only kind of) with Buck about maybe he needs to break up with Marisol because of the whole nun thing. It’s kinda giving, in it’s own unique way, Buck and Taylor vibes, in the sense of Buck cheating on Taylor and then panic asking her to move in. Although in this case, we have NO IDEA why Eddie asked Marisol to move in beyond his gut feeling I guess???????

Ugh, I’m kinda feeling frustrated because I’m just honestly confused by Eddie’s decisions this episode. Because before this episode, we knew fuck all about the relationship, and now he’s asking Marisol to move in, AND THEN, saying nevermind? For now??????????

I know we have to wait for more episodes to get a better understanding and all that, but yeah. Frustrated. And I know Marisol and Eddie aren’t end game. One thing though I want to note, if Eddie and Marisol are in any way parallelling Buck and Taylor, it’s entirely possible Marisol will stick around until the end of this season, just like Taylor did all of season 5. Idk, just prepare yourself.

BUCK & EDDIE

It’s been 84 years but we finally got a Buddie hug!!!!!!!! THANK GOD.

Eddie is surprised Tommy is gay, but doesn’t seem surprised that Buck isn’t straight? Huh........

Eddie can’t even say the word sex. My dude.

There were soooo many fruity things being said between these two all episode. A very large fruit basket. Buck saying he wishes he could help Eddie?? Like yeah, he didn’t actually mean help Eddie with his pent up sex drive or whatever, but COME ON.

Eddie affectionately calling Buck an idiot. Guess what Eddie, you’re both idiots and you’re perfect for each other. (a bit later. let me keep buck and tommy just a tiny bit longer. and then you two probably have some shit to work through and figure out before you get together anyway.)

Is the show doing some kinda “Hangovers” pseudo episode?? What with the clearly crazy bachelor party gone wrong???

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PHEW. Yeah uh. This was quite the episode. A lot of good things, but some weird and questionable things too. I’ll probably have more to say later, but I’ve said a lot for now. And frankly I think we all need the two week break before the wedding episode.

EDIT: OH. I am bummed we didn't get an on screen scene, even brief, of Buck apologizing to Eddie for hurting him. Was it even brought up??? Meh.

#911 spoilers #9-1-1 #Evan Buckley #Eddie Diaz #Hen Wilson #Karen Wilson #my thoughts #long post

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nyxs-sins · 2 years

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Can you do up a thing with Jack Howl, Kalim Al-Asim, x reader? You know how I’m 99% sure we’re the first to ship it, so, I need some, please. 🥺👉👈❤️❤️

As the one who planted the seed in your mind, I would be a fool to deny such a request.

Poly with Jack + Kalim

How You Got Together

The question everyone wants the answer to.

How did you manage to get Jack and Kalim, who almost never (if ever) interact with each other, into a poly.

(And are you planning on collecting Silver to add to the silverettes you already have?)

The only reason these two ever began to hang out was because they both hung out with you.

And they kind of just… clicked???

The three of you were walking back from classes together, Kalim talking excitedly about a party he was going to have.

“And you have to come too, Jack.”

So really, it was probably Kalim that sent the ball rolling.

Once they figured out they both liked you, they kinda just had the mutual agreement to share you.

I’m not even sure they actually verbally discussed it much.

It just seemed natural to them.

In a Relationship

If Kalim brings the chaos and energy, Jack brings the stability and calmness.

They perfect balance each other out in a relationship.

And with you in the mix…

It’s like they have their own slice of Heaven.

While Kalim is better at comforting, Jack has more emotional awareness.

While Jack would just charge straight through, Kalim would take a minute to question things.

You’ll find yourself constantly surrounded by the two who live and adore you, each in their own way.

And if neither are by your side, expect many messages and calls from Kalim, and even a few from Jack to check in on you.

Kalim’s love language is definitely words of affirmation and quality time, so be prepared to go on all sorts of adventures and dates with him.

All while he’s holding onto some part of you and telling you how much he loves you.

Jack leans more toward acts of service as his love language.

He’ll never let you care a single item around him again, even if it’s super light and easy to carry.

He’s almost always willing to do as you ask… just don’t take advantage of that.

Finally, one thing both boys have in common in their love language, is physical affection.

It’s nothing major and half the time you don’t even realized what they’re doing.

A hand on your sleeve to guide you here, a pat on the head there.

These kind little gestures is how both of them show you their love.

And they’ll be beyond joy if you showed it back.

#nyx #nyx speaks #twst wonderland #twisted wonderland requests #twisted wonderland #twst Jack #twst kalim #twst Yuu #twst poly #poly reader #x you #x Yuu #Jack x Kalim x Yuu #Jack x Kalim x You #x reader #jack x reader #kalim x reader

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noforkingclue · 2 years

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Can I get something nsfw with Nine 🥺👉👈. Maybe something super fluffy and sweet I love him so much but I can’t find any nsfw with him ;-;

So this turned out a little angstier then I was intending but I hope it also came across as hopeful as well.

Title: For Tomorrow

Warning: suggestive themes

Doctor Who tag list: @v4n1r, @queerconfusionthings, @yourneighbourhoodclown, @love-of-fandoms, @emilythezeldafan, @fabulous-jj-style, @theseeker945, @pleadingeyes, @kjaneway1, @truthbehindthemysteries, @im-a-muggleborn, @startrekkingaroundasgard, @mythandmagik, @geocookie21, @zerocanonlywriteshit, @thewinterpoet2, @anteroom-of-death, @night467, @clarasoswaldd, @sessa23

Everything tag list: @greenrevolutionary, @imjustassaneasyou, @spngingerbread21, @layazul, @lov3vivian, @simonsbluee

The blankets pooled around your waist as you rested your head against the Doctor’s chest. You closed your eyes as he rubbed circles against your shoulder.

“I missed you.” You said quietly

“Yeah.”

You opened your eyes when the Doctor spoke. You had never heard him like this before. The Doctor looked down and quickly said,

“I missed you too.”

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing just-“

The Doctor cut himself off and closed his eyes. He shook his head, a soft smile on his face. Worried, you quickly sat up and cupped his face. The Doctor leaned into your touch and you stroked his cheek with your thumb.

“Please,” you said, “Tell me.”

“It’s just,” the doctor raised his hand to grasp yours, pressing it closer against his cheek, “I’ve been alone for so long.”

“You have Jack and Rose.”

“That isn’t what I meant.”

“I don’t-“

“I thought I was the only one left,” he said, “That I had killed all of you. That I had murdered you. The thought about loosing you-“

He swallowed thickly and gave you a soft smile.

“I’m glad you’re here,” he said pressing another kiss against your head, “Out of everyone, I’m glad it’s you.”

“Don’t think about that,” you forced the Doctor to look into your eyes, “What’s done is done. We can’t go back on our own timeline and change things. We’re here, we’ve both survived. It’s time we lived again.”

You pressed a kiss against the Doctor’s lip, smiling when you felt him passionately return it. He wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you into his lap. You put your hands on his shoulders to steady yourself as you broke the kiss gasping for air. The Doctor tried to follow you lips and you chuckled at his action.

“I missed you,” he said, “So much.”

He gently squeezed your hips and you laughed.

“I missed that too.” He said

“What? This.”

You grinded against him and the Doctor shuddered slightly.

“No just that,” he said, “Your laugh. Your smile.”

He raised a hand and traced over your lips. You pressed a kiss against the pad of his finger as the Doctor pressed them against your lips.

“Do you think any of the others are still alive?” he asked, “Romana? The Mas-“

“Shh,” you pushed back down, “don’t think about that.”

You once again claimed his lips briefly before breaking away and saying,

“That’s for later. Tonight is about us and the lost time we need to make up. Ok?”

You gave him a worried look but the Doctor smiled and nodded.

“I was hoping you’d say that.” He said

#fanfiction #doctor who #reader insert #request #the doctor #doctor x reader #Ninth Doctor #ninth doctor x reader

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deerflowerme · 4 months

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you asked so prettily, love, how could i say no to such a request? 😘

we both know that soon i’ll be only a short few hours drive/train ride from you, and i know we didn’t make any plans to meet this time around. but yknow i can be pretty spontaneous and sometimes my family just gets to be a bit much and i just need some time from them and i need the company of someone else, and who better than you, sweetheart?

so maybe i’d make my way up to you the second half of next week, when i’m so fed up with my family’s antics that i just can’t resist my need to be with you already, and come surprise you as you’re leaving work

and i’d take you and treat you to your favorite lunch/dinner place and get us bubble tea or some kind of dessert to go (or both), and take you for a walk till we get tired, and then we’d find a movie theater with those big cushy reclining seats, and we’d pick whatever movie you’d been wanting to see, and we’d curl up together in one seat, with you practically on top of me

and i’d be good in the beginning, i know how much you wanted to see that movie, and i’d really try to let you just watch it and instead i’d keep my hands busy with snacking on the popcorn and candy we’d gotten

but you’re sitting so cutely on/with me that it’s a struggle to keep my hands off of you and then you’d shift around one too many times and my hands would have to go to your hips to keep them still, and well

once i get my hands on you, love, i can’t help them wandering, i wouldn’t be able to resist you

so one hand would slip under your shirt, and the other would tease its way under your pants but still over your panties, and just gently rub you till you’re moving around on my lap again, but i’ve caged you in with my arms around you, and you can’t really do much besides squirm and start to whine

but we’re still in the movie theater, babe, and we wouldn’t want to be rude and distract the other movie-goers, so i’d have to take my hand out from under your shirt and instead slide two of my fingers in your mouth as i move aside your panties with my other hand and start playing with your clit

and i’d make sure you kept sucking my fingers while i teased you and brought you to the edge over and over, till finally i made you cum during a big climatic scene in the movie

and as you came down from that high, i’d gently hold you close to me, and kiss you all over your face, and pet your hair, and i’d tell you what a good girl you were for me, and make sure you drank some of the water we had left over

and we’d stay like that till the movie finished and the credits rolled, till we were practically kicked out at the end, and instead of you getting up yourself, i’d scoop you up in a princess hold and carry you out of the theater like that, only putting you down when we got outside into the sunshine

(i have lots more thoughts, love, but i think they’ll have to be saved for another time bc this ask is already so long, oops?)

-you know who i am but 🥰🥰🥰

My baby, ahh! ❤️ Thank you so much for sending me something.

You’re such a city girl, I love it. I don’t mind putting us in a convenient enough location, but they’re definitely harder to find than you’d think (unfortunately). I’d love to spend a day out with you, angel. You’re so sweet those are definitely all things I would really enjoy ☺️ Especially if you shared a bubble tea with me while we walk around. And the movie theater?

Everywhere here is lowkey pretty dead all the time so only a few people show up to each movie showing unless it’s brand new. I’d let you decide what movie you want to see after I let you know that. I’d make sure I wear something that’s either easy as far as pants go or very easy to tease me in like a skirt or a dress. It’s a bit chilly so I might have to opt for tights under that. But I can make sure I’m wearing a special pair of tights that would make things a lot easier for you 🥺👉👈

Babyyyy, I’d be a good girl and make sure I prepared. I would actually need to go by one of the sex shops I know are around. (I’d really want you to go with me someday. Maybe when we’re in the city…) I’d really love to pick up a new toy for us. So so tempted to get a strap-on you’d need to tell me if you want to try that or not. I’m okay with waiting, you know I can be patient. Either way I know I’m getting us something that works for 2 girls with a breeding kink. Which means I also have to get us cum lube to play with. I got so lucky finding such a pretty, tall girl with the same kind of brain as me.

I’ll make sure to get us a room somewhere because I will spend all night getting fucked by you and fucking you and still not feel like it’s enough. The first thing I want to do as soon as we’re alone is eat you out. And since it’s partially a lesson you can take notes. I love knowing you’d stoke my cheek even while I’m teasing you, licking and sucking on your clit. Tell me I’m your cute little kitten when I make a soft needy noise while I’m doing my best to please you. When I look up at you for approval will you tell me what a good girl I am? I’m going to love finding out what you like and if you’re like me then hopefully you’ll love it when I tongue fuck you 😵‍💫

I can wear my cute little bell collar for you, since I’m your pretty pet, right? I keep wondering if I’d make you cum then or if you’d pull me back either by my hair or my collar before I can. Imagining you pulling me away just so you can eagerly repeat what you learned on me is too much ahhh I also have so many ideas, babe. I can’t get carried away but I’m sure you can imagine some of what we might do with the rest of the night 😘❤️

And of course, I’m adding you to my anons even though we’re both aware you can do all of this to me in private 🤭

#and in person someday aaaa #asks #🥰#my girl!

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lumiereandcogsworth · 5 months

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📚 for Maurice and or Belle !

for maurice: i think he’s honestly a jack of all trades when it comes to art. like painting is his primary love but i think he dabbles in (and is good at) all sorts. like ceramics and drawing/sketching and all that stuff. and of course we know he’s also got a knack for tinkering with the music boxes & lock picking, but i also think he gets into clockmaking as well. the guy just loves to Create With His Hands. like gosh and when he has grandchildren??? do you have any idea how many toys he makes for them. it’s ridiculous. i think he even gets really into woodcarving just to design little figurines for them. he’s crazy (honorific)

for belle: she doesn’t get her ears pierced until she’s engaged to adam. adam had Noticed that her ears weren’t pierced (and belle had equally noticed that his Were) and adam was like “¿why not?” and she just kinda shrugged and said she never had much of a desire. plus it’s not like she was goin anywhere fancy in that village lmao. and it wasn’t really brought up again until they were amidst wedding planning and preparations and looking at jewelry to potentially wear and belle saw some lovely earrings and was like wait maybe i Do want my ears pierced… 🥺👉👈 and so they went to plumette and she pierced them for her and adam held her hand and she was so brave and we’re all so proud <3

bonus, maurice & belle: i think they had a tradition of having dinner with père robert on sunday evenings. they’d switch back and forth going to each other’s homes and cooking for the other. i think it started because belle is super curious and always had follow-up questions after the church services when she was a kid, and since maurice & père robert were already pals (i think he was like maurice’s first real friend when he moved to the village) (and still really his best friend there) he was of course happy to oblige belle’s questions and invited them over for dinner to discuss further. and at the end maurice said “we’ll have you over next week, to thank you for this!” and they’re both just so kind and polite that it went back and forth for the next fifteen years adjskd. BUT i think they keep it up best they can even after belle & maurice move into the castle !! obviously belle becomes a lot more busy and is often traveling so she doesn’t make Every sunday dinner anymore, but maurice & père robert definitely still keep in very close contact and he’s a very very welcomed and regular guest at the castle 🥰

random headcanons hour!

#WHEW!!!!!! thanks alex that was a rush !!#belle #papa maurice #batb headcanons #batb 2017

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cherrypeaking · 10 months

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good morning~ how’s my beautiful woman doing? 🥺🩵 i hope you slept well~

i took a preemptive pain killer to drive my cramps away but somehow my body didn’t get the memo so my cramps started coming at full force 😭😭 it was so bad that i tried to get up and run away from the pain but you can’t run from the pain if it’s in your body 😭😭😭😭 so now i’m laying in bed trying to recover djshhss

i’m looking back at our conversation from earlier and it’s so wonderful that we’re so comfortable around each other 🥺🥺🩵🩵 it had me yearning to be by your side already 🥺🩵

aaah i can’t stop thinking about you baby i want to hold your hand and kiss your knuckles >//< i wanna do a bunch of romantic stuff with you 🥺🩵🩵 it’s so funny that we both related to anti romantic so much at one point and now look at us 😭😭 we went from anti romantic to hydrangea love hehe 🤭🩵🩵🩵 it’s funny but it’s also so beautiful and it makes me so glad that we took our time with each other 🥺 i would’ve waited however long for you~ i knew i only wanted you before you even asked what we were djshhs 😳😳👉🏾👈🏾🩵 you’re a lot braver than you let on honestly!! i know you get shy and nervous a lot but you’re so brave to me baby 🥺🥺 so brave and strong and powerful~ i admire you so much 🥺 my baby’s simply the coolest~ 🥺🩵🩵

(taehyun as THEE baby star 🥺🥺⭐️⭐️ i couldn’t choose one pic of tyun or one jirachi pic so here’s a rare 4 pic collage :3)

in other news, i think twitter is back up now so i can go back to tagging you in cute stuff :3 but that app is on its last strike with me idk how much longer i can take the muskrat screwing it over and changing things that never needed to be changed :/ but ultimately it’s okay if i leave twitter bc i have you and a perfectly loving community here on tumblr dot corn 🥺🥺🩵🩵 and as much as this site has its own problems the love and community i’ve found here is worth more than anything any dim witted ceo could mess up 🥹🥹🫶🏾🫶🏾🩵🩵

i love you so much my love~ as always, i hope you have a great day!! i’m here rooting for you my love, my little fairy princess 🥺🩵

P.S look at our themes side by side we’re literally so cute 😭😭😭🩵🩵🩵

my love 🥺🥺🩷 getting to read your ask really made me feel better… and talking to you ultimately… like i told you i woke up from a nightmare but i feel way better thanks to you 🥺🥺🩷 i just had my caramel coffee~ it’s funny that even though you don’t really like coffee, my caramel coffee always makes me think of you 🤭🩷

hmhm :(( i feel like it happens to me too like some period cramps are so painful all you can do is sleep it off?? i’m so sorry like why do we have to go through this :(( im so glad you’re feeling better… mommy deserves kisses and tummy rubs 🥺🥺

i loved our conversation as well >\\\< it was so cute and just like you i love that we get to communicate and feel comfortable to share everything 🥺🥺🩷

mommy 🥺🥺 i would love that so much… i do get lots of romantic thoughts about you my sweetie pie 🥺🥺🩷 please i do find it so funny cause antiromantic was basically my jam i was thinking no bye i’m not going for relationships anymore 😑 and then i met you 🥺🥺🩷 it’s so cute that you think that i’m brave >\\\< i was actually very excited and nervous and anxious and trying to know exactly when i’d be ready 🥺🥺 i want to live what we have to the fullest and that’s when i decided to ask you out 👉👈🩷 to me you’re really the coolest and strongest, my girlfriend is the best 🥺🥺🩷 i remember you were saying the same, no more relationships or maybe just one but then i’m done and i was thinking omg so true queen and then- FHSBFBDB 👉👈🩷🥺 i love you my crystal gem 🥺🩷🩵💎

MOMMYYYYY MY TWO BIGGEST COMFORTS (outside of you~) 🥺🥺🥺 they look so so cute my love 🥺😭🩷🩷 thank you so much 🥺🩷

tbh same :( i feel like i’m gonna be there for much longer unless that rate limit thing is indeed temporary… what sucks is especially for txt content and translations it was really good to have access to twt… i’m happy twitter hasn’t really been on my mind ever since i came here and met you my love 🥺🩷 our cute little community is very much loving and caring and i love being here, way more than there~ so if i had to leave i know i would stay here despite the lags hehe :3 🩷🩷

i love you so much as well mommy 🥺🥺🩷 you’re my queen~ my garden fairy 🥺🥺🩷 im always rooting for you too my love, thank you so much 🥺🥺🩷

PLEASE OMG LOOKING AT THEM SIDE BY SIDE THEY ARE SO CUTE OUR BLOGS ARE SO CUTE 🥹🥹🩷 this tyunning concept is really top tier and we sport it so well as tyuntwinz 🤭🩷

#crystal gem 💎#my love :(((#thank you so much for being here for me i woke up feeling so scared and you were so patient with me 🥺#i love you so much my fairy of crystals 🥺🥺😭🩷#im so so happy i’m with you 🥺🥺 always thankful that i met you at a time i really needed to at least make some friends 🥺#i made a friend who became my girlfriend 👉👈🩷🥺😳#im so happy with you 🥺🥺 i hope you are too with me 🥺

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kerryweaverlesbian · 7 months

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for the ask thing->😅🥺🤡😈🛒✨️💌❌️👀🧠🤲✅️ (for the 🧠 i choose cas hehe)

omg thats so many but 👉👈 yk

mwuah <3

I just spent a FULL half hour trying to find the post this was from and I finally found it by remembering I reblogged it from @castielsprostate and getting to August 6th from another post and scrolling down to august 4th from there. Anon if you're out there....my answer is crossing time and space to reach you....also BIG KISS FOR Y9OU AS WELL

😅 What's a story or scene you've created that you're a smidge embarrassed exists?

I'll be honest, I think this one, ineffable husbands observatory date was kinda cowardly haha. In it I pretend like Aziraphale wasn't fully about to shoot a kid. I think I should have let that be a true moment of darkness! These days I wouldn't shy away from it I think.

🥺 Is there a certain type of moment or common interaction between your characters that never fails to put you in your feels?

uargh. 'I don't need to be taken care of' 'but I WANT to take care of you'. Kills me dead every time.

🤡 What's a line, scene, or exchange you've written that made you laugh?

haha almost every fic I write has something that made me laugh!! An undervalued one, from my Jo/Bela heist fic:

She doesn’t get like this. She doesn’t get distracted on the job, she doesn’t get flustered over sly little compliments, she doesn’t want to be seen. Why did it have to be here, now, on her biggest job in years? “You know,” Jo says, unperturbed by the mental anguish she was causing, biting off the end of the thread with her teeth, “since we’re partners, we should get matching balaclavas.” And why was it for someone so stupid? “All balaclavas are matching,” Bela says, and Jo smiles up at her cheekily, proving she only said it to wind her up, “and we’re not partners.” “We’re totally partners! We look out for each other.” “No. You’re not on my level. It’d be like saying Michelangelo and his finger painting niece were partners.” “Fine,” Jo huffs, “accomplices?” “You are an accessory at best.” “Yeah? Do I rate above or below your shoes?” Bela pretends to think about it. “So far my shoes have done more quality work for this shindig than you, so I suppose the jury is still out.”

Actually you know what. Fuck it I'm doing 2. You can't stop me!!!! This is from my Cas timetravels to the episode Faith fic

"What year is it?" Cas asks suddenly. "Uh." Maybe he shouldn't tell him. That's one of those concussion questions, right? He doesn't want to fuck up his examination. "What year do you think it is?" "It is certainly within the AD range," Cas says, deadpan, and he doesn't laugh when Dean does but his frown does lighten. He looks expectant, so Dean caves: "It's 2005. The year of the rooster. Or, as I like to say, the year of -" "Cock. Yes. I've heard it before."

😈 Has there been a point in a story where you did something just to be playfully mean to your readers?

hmmmmm! There is one in one that I'm writing right now in fact! This is Endverse Cas, talking to Dean about Endverse Dean:

"Did you know," Cas says, leaning right into Dean's space, the smell of weed and dank sweat rolling off him, "He trusts me. He needs me. He - what did he say? Oh, yeah. He couldn't do this without me."

A cruel play on the Crypt scene - "I need you". Maybe people won't pick up on it but I have the intention of being mean.

🛒 What are some common things you incorporate in your fics? Themes, feels, scenes, imagery, etc.

Themes....you ask me of themes...would you ask mozart of staves...jdsavbhfav I'm kidding about. I love themes my book club and anyone I've beta'd for will tell you!! In my own work, I like animal imageryyyyy. Dean is a dog (and sometimes rabbits), Bela is a rabbit, Jo is a horse, Cas is birds. I like scenes characters talking around things but both understanding what they mean. OR, the inverse, when one of them THINKS they're being perfectly clear and straightforward and the other one is coming to very different conclusions. And grief. And absence highlighted by an intense focus on objects. I think that last one is most clearly done in The Aftermath, Time/Body Problem and Brought to the Flame. I OBVIOUSLY love make-out scenes lol. Scenery used as character! It is the only way I am able to write scenery!!

✨ Give you and your writing a compliment. Go on now. You know you deserve it. 😉

I am...good at weaving scenes together. Dialogue and exposition and jokes and deeper character moments. Pacing, I think, would be the word. I heard some advice from the guy who wrote Not Going Out: if you end a scene high, the next "should" (usually) start or become low, and vice versa. We did it! We fucked it up. Things are looking fucking bleak. There's a moment of hope!! Peaks and valleys yknow. See here I am deflecting my compliment to someone else's advice ajkfsjbv. I write good original characters who don't distract from the narrative, how about that!! And titles! You didn't ask but my favourite titleset I've ever done is my [aged up]Bela/Edward kinky series Frames of Mind. The first is called Metacognition because Edward is thinking about Bela thinking about him (and metacognition means thinking about thought) and the second is Projection because Edward is mentally prjecting himself into the threesome Bela is in. And Bela's putting him in there too, in her mind. Also, I do a lot of stupid jokes in these, I was seriously debating a third in that catagory. I suggest that Edward turned one of his pet mice into a vampire, and that Bela's being lusted after by a swamp monster. <3

💌 How do you feel about comments and feedback?

I LOVE THEM. I LOVE I AM IN LOVE. To any person who has ever commented on anything I've ever written (apart from that one bot lol) I kiss you I kiss you I kiss you a thousand times. Knowing that people took the time to read my works and say what they thought, even if they thought "<3" or "nice"...it's so kind. Also every beta reader I've ever had, I keep their joyful comments active so I can reread them over and over <3 shout out to @sonorousangels @eboyeasy @homoangel @sweater-soup and @mrcowboydeanwinchester <3

❌ What's a trope you will never write?

Never, huh....? Hm. I like a lot of things, I think there's a way to make pretty much any trope interesting if you think about it long enough. I think it's unlikely that I'd ever write something with a matchmaker!character, like, get a life? lol. It's often foisted on Sam or ANY nearby female character. BUT I do think you could make that interesting potentially, if that character was the protagonist. Like, why ARE you so obsessed with them, why DON'T you have anything going on in your own life, how can you break out of that and come to see your friends as people again instead of dollies?

btw, complete tangent, one time at [redacted] I met an old lady and told her my name and she said. "You have the same name as my dolly." Not even, the doll has the same name as ME. I have the same name as HER DOLL. Horror movie type interaction.

👀 Tell me about an up and coming wip please!

Perhaps I should have preread these questions and mentioned my smoking sequel here lmao. OH WELL. I will talk about another!

I am working on a Cas timetravel fic wherein (late-)s4 Castiel (who is considering rebellion) gets pulled to...s15? ish? And Dean is NOT coping well with having a younger Castiel who doesn't have anything to resent Dean for yet, and Cas is trying to reconcile his jealousy and his resurfaced guilt (this Castiel hasn't done any of the things Cas despises himself for yet, and he's lonely and untethered, but he's also not as much of a Person and Cas can only take so much Angel Mode Bluntness and he misses Jack while Castiel it there). Also. Well the Castiels do make out but I mean. It's my fic. It was sort of inevitable.

🧠 Pick a character, and I'll tell you my favorite headcanon for them. Castiel.

Cas is the tv angel!!!!!! He doesn't read very much, he watches tellyvision! He watches old sit coms at any available moment, and he does NOT get the MAJORITY of the jokes but he adores the laugh track and I love him. And, king of sick burns that he is, he'd pick up some good ones. I think if he was explaining it, perhaps to Dean, he'd say something like that he likes that "Humans have, with every theme and concept available to them, so often chosen to imagine a softer world, where the consequences are limited to a punchline, and there is a constant unity and connection with others. When you laugh at Niles Crane, you laugh with every other being in that room at that time. A snapshot of the past, with its defined limits, to a timeless creature such as myself, it has a remarkable beauty. Also, I enjoy the antics of the little dog."

🤲 Would you please share a snippet of a wip?

I REALLY should have read ahead haha. This is frommmmm I can't really say what it's about without spoilers. Um. It is a plot fic wherein Cas returns post-empty and Dean is a little TOO happy about it. This is from the opening:

Cas wakes up in a car wreck. He pushes himself up from the smoking bonnet gingerly, and hears the crumple of metal below. He'd made an impact; a whole stack of rusted vehicals have been crushed beneath him, threatening the integrity of the surrounding towers of scrap. He doesn't remember the fall. The last thing he remembers is - Dean, the confession, the debt being paid. There's a pervasive ache in his muscles and his heart is beating at a sickening pace, as if he'd been running for a long time. It's possible that he had been. [...] "Dean?" Cas asks, and gets an answer he didn't expect. There's a tired sigh on the other end of the line, and Sam's voice says: "Who is this helping?" "Sam, it's me. I'm at Bobby's. I need someone to pick me up." A faint, plastic-y creak. Cas imagines Sam pressing his flip phone against his forehead. His voice is distant, mournful, "Can't you guys leave any bodies in the ground?" "Sam?" "It's not going to work. I wish you'd all stop trying." Closer, now, louder, "Just leave him alone, you hear me? You better leave him the hell alone!" The line goes dead. Cas tries calling again, but even with his Grace it doesn't go through...

✅ What's something that appears in your fics over and over and over again, even if you don't mean to?

Haha, Meg. Okay, serious answer...............whenever I do sex it always turns romantic and sweet at some point. Even the "rough sex" in my jo/bela heist, it IS rough sex and then ALSO Jo says "You're really special and I like you". In my kinky vampire rimming fic! When they just reference having other sex offscreen in my struck by lighting blowjob fic! The closest I get to not going crazy romantic is in the pseudo-sex scenes of my grace feeding fic but even then it's echoed in a sweetie darling honeypie way later.

I think I may deep down be a romantic at heart.

Uah the end!! Did you know I have posted 54 fics to Ao3??? That's wild. 39 of them are for the CW's Supernatural. Thank you sooooooo much for asking meeee as you can see I love talking about my own writing. I put a lot of thought into it!

#ask game #cawis creates

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1004tyun-archive · 10 months

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mommy 🥺🥺 you’ve stayed up so long with me 🥺 i’m home and done with what i needed to do~ so i thought i should send you the ask 🥺🥺 i had the moodboard ready 🥺🩷🩷

the history behind this is that mommy started working and i always associate coffee with work (but you as well now… so i have way more fun having my coffee~) in a im a working girl kind of way let this girlboss have her mug of coffee 😌 and this taehyun makes me think of cookies 🥹🥹 so i thought what better than sanrio biscuits hehe 👉👈🩷

my love 🥺🥺 i remember when you said that you were thinking about me while brushing your teeth and i find that so cute 🥹🩷 when i was washing my hands i was thinking about you and smiling lots >\\\< anytime i think about you i’m always smiling and dreamy~ because you’re a dream come true mommy 🥺🥺🩷 i always say this but it’s true it just always somehow dawns on me that you’re my girlfriend and i love you so much 🥹🥹🩷 i want to give you the biggest hugs and kiss you 🥺😚🩷 i love you so much mommy 🥺🩷 i hope your first day was nice and that you’ll get to sleep well when you decide to sleep 🥺🩷 i’m so happy with you mommy 🥺🥺🩷 keep being you mommy >\\\< 🩷🩷 i love you~

the moodboard and the story behind it are so cuuute oh my goodness 😭😭😭🩵🩵🩵 this is so precious baby thank you 🥺🥺🩵

i thought i was crazy for thinking about you while performing the most mundane of tasks but it turns out i’m just in love hehe 🤭 you always put me in the best mood just by thinking about you 🥺🥺🩵🩵 you’re MY dream come true baby 🥺🩵🩵

i love that we’re both still in disbelief about really dating each other lol like every now and again we’ll stop everything and be like …. 😳 oh my god i’m really her girlfriend and it’s so precious 😭😭 i’m so happy to love you and i wanna give you so many kisses

i took a little tiny nap just now but i’ll sleep properly later 🥺🥺 i wanna spend more time with you before then it feels like we spent all day together and i love it so much >///< 🩵🩵🩵 my sweetest girl i love you so much 🥺🥺🥺🩵🩵 i’ll keep being me if you keep being you~ i love you the most my love 🥺🥺🥺🩵

#my sweet little cherry bear 🥺🥺🥺🩵🩵#i wanna take a nap in the sun together 🥺 i love you so so much #now i’m thinking about fluffy domestic stuff like us having coffee in the mornings 🥺🥺#i wanna kiss you goodbye and welcome you home with a kiss 🥺🥺🩵🩵#cherry bear 🍒

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toontails · 1 year

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Ohhh I didn't even realise that it was Bettigans gun lmao 😂 Gotta love Charlie, am I right?

Anyways, HC's for Cups and Mugs please and ty 🥺👉👈

Typing for toon quest and writing hcs is crazzzyyy, all this work y’all got me going 🧐

Cuphead

-will literally sell both kidneys to prove how much he loves Y/n

-Dosen’t have an indoor voice at all

-evertime he opens his mouth. He’s unconditionally loud

-you have a fear of heights? Hold onto him, you guys are going to fly a plane right now

-can’t stay focused on one subject

-actually he can’t stay focused, period

-“What shirt makes me look good?”

-“doll, you look fine just the way you are.”

-“k. That’s lit but. I have a job interview so please answer the question?”

-it’s very hard to beat him in any game. The only game he’s not good at. Is Mario kart

-“let’s make a deal?”

-everytime those words come from his right. Y/n runs straight to Mario Kart. The only safe haven that would let her win

-and Cuphead knows he isn’t good with that game.

-in a way he’s unfair because he knows he’ll win in any other game to get what it wants

-“Jesus—why are we playing this again? I thought you loved uno?! Why can’t we play uno?!”

-“because, I need to win. You don’t understand.”

-if he does win in Mario kart that’s only because he cheated

Mugman

-dosen’t talk much

-not that he’s shy. He just dosen’t have much to say

-hates being the middle of attention.

-there’s such a big difference between him and Cuphead if they didn’t look alike you’d suspect them as friends

-hates confrontation

-but can get to the T when it comes to setting things right

-despite his demeanor. He’s a ticking time bomb of irritation

-can get irritated real fast

-literally only likes spending time with Y/n as any other human on the mainlands makes him want to toss a car at them

-might have bottle cap collection, who knows

-“now what did I tell you about climbing trees!”

-if Y/n’s under his watch, he’s not letting her get away with anything

-“Mugman. We’re literally the same age. I can do stuff by myself.”

-“don’t talk back to me.”

-“whatever.”

-reads books a lot

-he can literally recite a play

-loves sitting down with Y/n and reading stories to her

-might fantasize about him and her in some romance stories but you didn’t hear that from me

-has a shit ton of anxiety but dosen’t show it too much.

-trust he was worst as a child

#toon quest

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