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drawlody · 13 days

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My list of Adam ships♡ n my opinion bout them (also fics rec :D)

Adam x Luicfer (Adamsapple/Duitarduck) 10/10

Need i say more:)))??!?! started out as a "haha funny slip-up ship" to "hey they got really good angst potential". The friends/lovers to enemies to lovers is STRONG with this one n i am eating up everything i could found on ao3. Smth bout this macho-ass man finally getting to stay back n not take charge for once feel nice, also princess Adam supermacy wooooo. Whoever came up with the ship name i applaud u cause that's like a 3 layers name(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

It's not an Adamsapple fic without Adam having at least 1 mental breakdown n Lucifer have his guilt eating him alive:)))

Very fucked up torture but i swear it worth the pain:D The dove is so dead it start to rot so plz read the tags properly (plz check out the AngeliaDark other works too they got good shit)

This one have a splits so check out both the fics (beware the author have a skrewed sense of what is considered wholesome:))))

I didnt think a smut scene could be this sad

Adam x Lute (Guitarspear/Guardrock) 10/10

Litteraly my first Hazbin ship, assholes in love is an underrated dynamic we desperately need more off:))) That with a dash of evil dude x loyal subordinate (which i havent seen since the Deathglare days) n opposite attract (look they have one main thing in common is that their extreme bloodthirst, other than that she's stricter than ur mom n he's lazier than the Sloth ring itself but that the beauty of it no? He convince her to chill tf out n not to burst a blood vessel, she keep him on track n make sure Sera dont come on their asses)

They're just being silly enabling each other terrible behaviour n i love that for them (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ) Litteral besties i tell ya

Heavy non-con shit involving Val but Lute will revenge our boi i promised u that

Cool idea n they r just made for each other damn

First hazbin fic i read which is a really cool smut:D

Adam x Micheal (we need a ship name people ) (update: it's Songbird/Guitarhero) 10/10

I like how we dont even got a proper comfirmation of Micheal design/personality yet the ship is here already ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ( im using the Nakariiale's design as a base here love their design)

Hit me with that rebound love x "u look like my ex so im using u as a replacement but ill fall for the real u eventually" x co-workers in heaven. I'm thinking smth along the line of "after Lucifer fucked off with Lilith, Micheal became Adam guardian angel n they just hang out" ya feel me here? (✿◕‿◕✿)

Shout out to Bloog_b for dragging me into this ship:DDD also im on the Adam x the archangels ship as a "gotcha" to Lucifer of sort. Like bitch u stole my wives imma steal your brotherS

Look it's Adamsapple endgame but trust me u will be feed well on this ( u know how good u gotta be for people to ditch the main ship?)

I'm giving yall 4 fics here cause i can only found 4 rn(._. )

this one is uhh non-con so beware

Micheal is indeed Adam guardian angel in this one:D

Adam x Eve (Flowertunes) 8/10

I dont care what yall said they love each other throughout Eden n Earth , might have a falling out in heaven but that doesnt change the fact that they were once IN LOVE. Honestly why cant we just have a couple that have the same bright-eyed innocence like one another.I refuse to believe Eve like willingly cheat on Adam with malicious intent n all, simply she was indeed ''tricked'' or just not fully understand the sistuation, n Adam love her way too much to think that she would do that to him like Lilith. Hell the dude was heartbroken after L left , starting the abandonment issues, so he would have cling to Eve, doing everything so that he aint alone again, even if that mean leaving Eden

Honestly it pisses me off that the Adam/Eve tag on ao3 most of the time is just 1 dialouge between them back when Eve bit the apple n thats it no elaboration on the couple whatsoever >:(((

Lots of switcharoos

sinner eve woooo

look its hard trynna find a fic focusing on them ok?

Adam x St. Peter (Guitargreeter (bet ya didnt see that coming:))) 7/10

Base on this fanfic alone Joe my dude u r on the path of becoming THE Adam crack-ship writer n i am here for this:)))) just so u wait this dude gonna whip out a AdamxNifty , AdamxHusk fic later on ( •̀ ω •́ )✧

From within the fic itself the ship its 2 bros in love with homophobia standing in the way >:( also when did we have a name?!?!?!?

I just like Adam x anyone in heaven alright:D like bro famous n he got that ancient rizz, u telling mr he cant bag a hottie or 2-100+ hmm?

Adam x Alastor (Angelicradio) 8/10

I DONT EVEN KNOW WHAT ABOUT THEM THAT I SHIP I JUST DO φ(゜▽゜*)♪ i blame YOU honestly rn this ship is either Adam found Al after the fight n they make a deal or they're in heaven n they chillin this ship is confusing:D

They're angels on heaven

Adam gone back into eden n do shit differently

This is both Adam/Eve n Adam/Alastor kinda

Adam x Alastor x Lucifer (Angelicradioapple/ Charlie's dads (only me call them that lol)) 9/10

''Hey Charlie u know how u r sad that your mother left? Wellllllll i got you 2 new dads suprise:DDDD''

Look 3 miserable men who hate each other + hell's greatest dad + my love for Dadam = Messy ass old men yaoi :DDDD n it work perfectly with Alastor Asexuality too!!! Like Adam n Lucifer could fuck each other brains out before Al joining in for the cuddles lol

Chaos ensue

Not exactly a love triangle but a love corner but hey we barely got food here :D

I cant believe how hot this shit is lol

Adam x Eve x Lilith x Lucifer (Eden poly/ applecore?) 8/10

They could have been all married to each other(╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻ But as much as i go "OooOooo Poly yay'' i just cant vibe with EvexLucifer, like the cheating vibes is wayyyyyyyyy too much i just cant man . I mean with the interpetation that Lucifer came to Eden to hang out with the humans they all know eachother, they're a throuple yes but BUT when Eve came into the picture it was only with Adam n him only so the other 2 is ehhhh. Im fine with EvexLilith cause im seeing it happening later, not hidden from Adam while LuciferxEve got that deception going on .So uhhh in this ship they're more like bestie than lovers to me¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Also AdamxLilith is an underrated pairing like everytime i saw this applecore thing going on these 2 r at most tolerate each other like cmonnnnn we already twist this to hell n back, why cant we make it so their arguement was a petty non-malicious one n they still cares for each other hmm???

They're one happy family

IDK what to tell u bittersweet reunion n loving family is the only typa fic u get with this ship

Not that im complaining i need this wholesomeness

Adam x Mammon (Adammon/Madam/Greedyguitar/ 1st chirstmas.... hasnt had an offical name yet) 10/10

They r litteraly same person different font idk what to tell u. More insults thrown around than Guitarspear but they're pretty similar. Adam is just " sinners suck ass but this dude is the worst in the best way". Also they're both big bois (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧ , they love towering over others

I'm sorry but there r barely BARELY

any fics of them :(

The art side is more plentiful tho :D

Adam x Angel Dust (Holydust/guitardust) 5/10

THEY ARE BESTIES YOUR HONOUR n that the exact reason why i cant see them be together as a couple 100%, like the shit-talking bff vibes r wayyyy too strong XD Angel finally got someone who have the same vulgar humour as him n if Adam got married in hell Angel would 100% be his best bitch of honour (≧∀≦)ゞq(≧▽≦q)

They're best friends who have casual no-string attached sex that is ACTUALLY no-string attached:)))

I came to ship them due to those "What if they're co-workers under Val' scenarios ive been seeing on Tumblr

I got like 1 fic on ao3 i mean if u r looking for just platonic friendship between them then rest asure most Adam's redemption fics have that

I got 1 fic on tumblr

Adam x Charlie (Charadam/Guitarprincess) 5/10

U know this ship give me a pretty bad first impression since a good chunk of the fics r either heavy non-con shit or lean wayyyyy to much into the daddy kink, ya know how Charlie got suppose daddy issues n all that jazz?:))) yeah that... that

But after seeing the art side of this ship im chillin with them now, since the art r pretty wholesome, usually having them decked out in punk-rock clothings hanging out. It's a big "Fuck you" to Lucifer n i live for these mf argueing ╰(*°▽°*)╯

So uhhh stay away from the fics if ya want an actual functional couple instead of wtv messed up shit we got there:))) But here's a fic anyway, the only one where it feel bearable n actual trynna go into said messed up relationship i already warn you

We got cracks like Guitarmaid (AdamxNifty), Valadam (AdamxVal) which i dont have enough materials to decied, Classicalrock (AdamxSera) sound interesting but also havent found anything , Guitarhalo (AdamxEmily) is an unexpected find, find i deem them to be more familial than romantic so we'll see if there's a fic good enough to convince me

Edit:i forgot to add Blitzo like Mammon already there why did i forgot

Adam x Blitzo (i dont think anyone even ship this but me:)) 7/10

I cant find a single fic where they has anything more than a 1 nightstand n 1 interaction where they hit it off , i live off imagination alone (;´༎ຶД༎ຶ`) but like fr fr they would match so well, like their bloodlust n general jerkiness would make them the 3rd asshole x asshole ship on this list :DDDD

Tho as much as i wanna see them go further i feel like an on-n-off relationship/friends with benefits fit em more ya know ( *^-^)ρ(*╯^╰) If ya have any fic but the 2 here that have them interact lemme know cause a bitch need food :)

This is a lot of tag(._. )

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sugar-omi · 7 months

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I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS DAY N ITS FINALLY HERE WOOOO!!! i'm so insane abt this idea that you can prbly expect more of it...

DAY EIGHT — NEIGHBORS-WITH-BENEFITS

*kinktober masterlist | *ao3

tags : NSFW, gn + bottom reader, between step 3-4?, outdoor/beach sex, multiple choice dialogue, use of toys, bonus funny bit at the end <333

synopsis : you and cove don't get along like your parents hoped. at least.. not as friends.

you and cove can be around each other when hanging out with your friends or family, and exchange the occasional neighborly wave. but other than that, you can't stand each other.

but somehow you end up like this, time and time again.

with both of you exchanging horny gazes from across the room, suggestive or obscene gestures (sucking that popsicle so lewdly rewarded you, well cove actually, the best throat fucking of your life.)

or sneaking out to the others room because one of you sent a text to open the window or a nude...

and before you can think twice, cove is pushing you up against the nearest surface and kissing you breathless…

even though you can't stand how selfish he is half the time, and how he doesn't think things through and says and does whatever he wants… well you must not hate it that much since you've nearly ripped his shirt in half trying to get him naked.

or like that time you begrudgingly went with him to his mom's house to pick up his things, and fucked him in the car behind the gas station.

yeah, you definitely don't like him. you just.. like him sometimes. although sometimes, seems to be more like most of the time.. all the time…

but that's tomorrow y/n's problem. right now you're trying to keep your composure in front of all these people.

cove comes up behind you, pretending to grab some snacks from the table. but in actuality, he's whispering in your ear, his hand hot on your hip.

"follow me in 5 minutes…"

you tense, feeling a rush of adrenaline run through you. you nod, trying not to spill your drink.

then he disappears, fading into the crowd.

fuck, this man has ruined you.

that was the longest 5 minutes of your life, and you almost missed cove disappearing behind the lifeguard shed.

finally breaking free from your sister and cousin trying to keep you on the dance floor, you rush up the beach and try to find cove.

it's a bit hard since it's so dark out here, and you have to stop yourself from shouting when someone yanks you into a dark corner.

"shh, it's just me.." cove whispers.

you go to scold him for scaring you, but he pushes you up against the side of the building, his hips grinding into yours.

your head spins, you can feel his bulge through his shorts and his lips slot with yours, his tongue taking control of your mouth.

resigning that you can't tell him off, you bite his tongue, making him hiss and pull away.

"ow- what was that f-" cove's compliant is interrupted by your lips on his neck, your hands moving from his shoulders to grab his butt.

he groans, panting as you pull down his collar to leave more marks. "shit… don't.. leave marks…" he gasps out, his hands trembling on your shoulders.

you pull off his neck, a nice red hickey blooming on his collarbone. "why? y'know you left marks on me last time."

you got the most embarrassing talk of your life when your mom's saw the hickey under your jaw. keeping the secret of who left it didn't help either…

cove gasps, his breath shaking. "i-i told you i was sorry…"

you roll your eyes, tugging his tank top off. you don't know why he was wearing it anyway, you're at a beach party and cove never covers up, no matter how cold he is.

"shut up and fuck me before someone comes looking for us."

cove doesn't say anything, tugging down your shorts and underwear.

"fuck.. you actually wore it." cove says in disbelief, his fingers brushing against the vibrator inside you that he asked you to wear so he could control it, since you barred sex after the hickey scandal.

"well duh, didn't you get my text?" you ask, referring to the photo you sent him.

cove flushes, thinking. ".. i didn't charge my phone."

you roll your eyes, "you're so spacey. stop gaping, you asked for it so take it out and fuck me, holden."

cove grits his teeth, your eyes zeroing in on the veins in his hand and forearm.

he's too sexy for his own good…

cove's lips are on you before you can come back to reality, the kiss is messy and wet, your moans muffled by his eager lips.

begrudgingly, he breaks up the kiss and flips you around, falling to his knees and spreading your cheeks to get a full view of your hole, pulling out the vibe.

he can't help himself from leaning forward and licking at your hole, unable to resist how it clenched around nothing.

"ahh.." you breath out, pushing your ass back on cove's face.

fuck, as much as you'd love him to eat you out / rim you, you don't have time.

"hu-ohhh fuck.." his tongue dips into your hole, trying to scoop out your insides with his tongue. "hurry.. up!" you bark.

cove detaches himself from your sex, taking a condom from his pants pocket and hurrying to unbutton his shorts and rolling it over his dick.

he hisses, biting his lip.

he tried to get off by himself since you still sent him the occasional nude or dirty text. he even looked back at some of his favorite photos of you… but it's just not the same now that he's had you under him.

cove lines himself with your entrance, sinking easily into your wet insides.

you slap a hand over your mouth, muffins the loud moan about to burst from your throat.

cove's cock hits the deepest spot inside you, the vein on the underside of his dick pulsing and rubbing against a tender spot inside you.

your eyes roll back, and you close them, panting I to your hand.

even though you tried to get off by yourself. it wasn't the same as cove's dick. your fingers just didn't feel the same and the couple of toys you had hidden in your room aren't the same as his dick or when he controls your vibe…

cove's head rests between your shoulder blades, panting as he tries to wait for you to adjust.

you're so tight and warm around him, and he can't tell if it's because you haven't done it in awhile or because he missed this.

you lick your lips, swallowing. "move… c'mon.."

cove laughs breathily, strained if anything. "you're desperate…"

you bark at him, "you're the one who put it in in one thrust!"

cove doesn't say anything, holding your hips and removing his sweaty forehead from your back to watch his dick pull out your clingy hole, enjoying the way your hole wraps around him so nicely, almost not wanting to let go.

"yeah yeah…" he says dismissively, ignoring anymore bickering you're trying to start.

"hey, are you listeni-nnng!" your question turns into a moan. cove's tip slamming right against your g-spot.

cove huffs through his nose. the sound of skin against skin is too loud, someone would definitely try and find what's making that sound..

he wraps his arms around your waist, his lips against your shoulder, planting light kisses and nips but not leaving marks.

you gasp, sucking in air.

cove's thrust are more like a dog humping your leg, and as much as you want to make fun of him for being a horny bastard, you can't deny that you love how deep he is, and how he's never too far away.

"whaa- what are you…" you can't even finish the words out. his tip grinding against your willing insides and his hand coming around to stroke your dick / clit has you breathless.

"someone will hear.. just shhh." cove shushes you, tilting your head to face him, capturing your moans in a kiss, pushing them down with his tongue.

you feel irritated by the pressure building in your stomach. damn cove and damn him for making you be able to finish so quickly from doing half of nothing.

"are you..?" cove mutters, not straying too far from your lips.

you hum, trying to nod.

"me too…" and it's your turn to laugh. cove glares at you, a playful grin on his face and narrowed eyes. "what's so funny, huh?"

you press your lips together to stop from moaning, cove's hips grinding into yours. "cause- you're.. you're such a minute man…"

cove pulls you against his chest, your nails scraping down the side of the building. "me? i'm bot the one who came just from putting it in."

you bristle, "that's! that's because you were, ahh-"

cove mocks you, fake stuttering and he has a wicked smirk on his stupid face. "what? i finger blasted you and ate you out so good you came just from the tip? it was that good, huh."

you're so irritated by that damn smile on his face and his smug voice, but you can't deny it.

your parents went on a day trip and with your sister off at college, and cove's dad at the shop… it was too perfect to not have cove over.

and yeah, maybe you think about that day a lot but what does he know?

you go to bite back, you don't even know what you could say since he already exposed and roasted you with one comment.

but that dies on your tongue before the words can even come to you, cove's pace on your sex picking up, wanting you to finish first.

"that's it… just cum for me." cove groans, babbling a bit since you're not listening, one of your hands holding his scared forearm for support, your fingers and hole quivering as you near your end.

you hiss out his name, your legs shaking and if it wasn't for cove holding you up, you would fall into the sand.

cove groans, finishing soon after you, his fingers holding onto your waist tightly.

you both enjoy the afterglow for a bit before cove removes himself from your sweaty body, carefully pulling himself out from your hole.

cove kindly helps you get dressed, pulling your bottoms up your quivering legs.

but not before stuffing your vibrator back inside you and giving your butt a couple nice smacks with his fingers.

you scold him but he just laughs, stealing a kiss before he starts to part. "want me to drive you home?"

your eyes switch between his lips and his eyes before you shake your head. "gotta get back to liz an-"

"there you are!"

you both startle, whipping around to see your cousin running towards you, her and liz locked arm and arm. derek trails behind them, chatting animatedly with terri.

they're giggling, a bit tipsy. well, maybe more than a bit…

"what're you doing here?" lee asks in a sing-song voice, almost knowing. but you roll your eyes, she's more drunk than anything.

"nothing. cove was just wondering if i needed help pulling you off that poor guy you were latched onto earlier." you smirk, joking with your cousin.

"hey! jokes on you, i got his number!" lee announces triumphantly.

terri throws her arm around you and cove, startling you both again. "hey! let's stop and get burgers- liz's treat!"

"hey, why do i have to pay?"

terri laughs, dragging you and cove to the car with her hands locked with yours and cove's, swinging together. "cause you're the oldest, duh!"

cove goes to the kitchen, rubbing his hair with a towel.

he mindlessly floats about the kitchen, snagging a bit of everything his dad made.

he's humming happily, pouring a nice glass of juice in his favorite glass and turns with his winnings in hand.

"mm- oh!" cove startles, almost dropping his plate.

his dad was standing behind him, a stern look on his face and arms tightly folded. cove doesn't miss his fingers flexing and gripping his bicep.

"uh.. dad?"

"cove. what are those marks on your back." it's not a question, per say.. he knows what they are. he's just seeing if cove knows.

he swallows, cursing his carelessness that costed you get revenge.

"um.. dad, wait. i- i can explain?" cove shrugs, his lip curling up awkwardly. there is no explaining this away…

before either of them can say something, cove's phone beeps from its place on the counter, finally charged up.

both of them look at the phone and cove gulps, instinctively looking at his dad for his reaction…

Y/N: yesterday 6:37pm *see attachment* find me beforehand for the remote 💋

Y/N: today 1:49am *see attachment* i guess you can have your privileges back. cya soon holden;)

oh yeah.. you're both fucked.

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pleasantangelpaper · 5 months

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Video Killed The Radio Star (Stu Macher x Reader)

WOOOO I love the scream boys, I really do. So, here is the first part of my Stu Macher x reader!!! Let me know below if you want to be on the tag list for any future parts!

Pairing: Stu Macher x Female! Reader

Warnings: Mentions of a bad relationship with a sibling, slight allusions to sex, but not really

Word Count: 1.3k

The video store: a world of fun and amusement, a place where horror junkies get their fix and young lovers find some background noise. It is also my personal hell. Ever since I got this job at Blockbuster video, I have experienced nothing but boring work shifts. The whole gig is so routine. Checking out horror movies, rom-coms, and pornos all day gets to be a blur, and there’s only so many times that you can try to mop the stickiness off of the floor before you start to lose your mind. The store I work at is a quaint one. It’s small in size, but it has a rather large number of customers. Most of the customers are regulars, the ones who show up every Friday afternoon to get their fix for the week, but sometimes I meet a straggler who got bored enough to finally use their vhs. Today was not one of those days.

As I stocked the romance shelf with the newest chick-flicks and romantic comedies, I heard a strange sound, like a movie had fallen off of one of the shelves. I raised an eyebrow in curiosity as I looked around. No one seemed to be in the store. It was 9:30 PM on a Wednesday. Only thirty minutes until closing, and someone was in the store? A thought popped into my head, “Randy… I know you’re here… come out, what are you doing?” I questioned the open room with a tone of annoyance. Randy Meeks was my co-worker, and I guess he could be a friend. He was funny, but sometimes he just was downright weird. Not a word of response was sent back my way. “Randy, really, it’s not funny,”. Suddenly I felt arms grab my face and cover my eyes. “It’s not Randy,” a familiar voice sang. “STU!” I yelled the man’s name angrily, “You can’t sneak up on people like that, it's terrifying!”. He lowered his arms in defense, “Hey, it was just a joke, it’s not like I’m gonna hurt you or something,” he stated. I let out a sigh, “What do you need, Stu, I gotta get home, we have school tomorrow,”. “Ah-ah, the store doesn’t close for another thirty minutes,” the man tutted. I groaned, Stu is a great friend, but he can be annoying when he wants to. “Of course you would know that,”. I began to look back at the shelf I was stocking, unloading the last of the box of new rentals onto the cold metal, and making sure they were in alphabetical order, though I knew that wouldn’t last long. I knew exactly where Stu would be headed, as it was the same row that almost every teen in Woodsboro frequented: the horror section.

“Do you have Halloween: the Curse of Michael Myers yet?” Stu questioned, flipping through the titles meticulously. The man scanned each movie with a sense of precision. There was always something he was looking for. I didn’t know exactly what his favorite horror genre was, because it seemed to me that he liked them all, and yet, he still scanned every movie’s cover as if he were picking a job to apply to. “Actually, Stu, we may or may not have just gotten our first copy, and I may or may not have rented it out already…” I started with a sense of anxiety, fearing that Stu would be upset by the fact that I had already rented the movie. I don’t know why I felt that I had to forfeit my rental, but something about Stu always made me give in. “But, you can gladly have it, uh just, uh, let me check it back in, so that you can check it out,” I started hastily walking to my bag, but not before my arm was caught by Stu. “You don’t have to do that,” his voice sounded concerned as he pulled me back by my arm. “We could just watch it together,” he said. I blushed in embarrassment as the man still had my arm in a strong grip, and because I could watch a movie with Stu Macher… alone. I’ve never been one to succumb to crushes, but… okay yeah… that’s a lie… I’m like totally infatuated with Stu Macher, but can you blame me. We’ve been friends since elementary school. Billy Loomis, Stu, and I have always been a tight-knit group. Of course, we’ve strayed apart a bit now that I have friends that are girls, but we’re still relatively close, and something about him just always pulls me in, and the cologne he wears is just divine, and his eyes, oh his- “Y/N, Y/N… you alive in there,” “ OH Uh sorry I zoned out for a bit there,” I internally screamed as my cheeks turned blood red. “So what do you say?” the taller asked as he looked at me with puppy-dog eyes. “Oh uh yeah! Of course! We could watch it tomorrow if you’d like, whose house?” I internally begged him to say he could watch it tomorrow. We hadn’t watched a movie alone together… ever. We usually always end up hanging out with Billy, and occasionally, the rest of the gang, but this could be different. “How about I pick you up and we swing by the store to get some snacks, and then we watch it at mine. My parents are gone, so we can take over the living room,” he smirked a little which made me blush a bit more. I brushed any thoughts of romance out of my head, he’s just saying that we don’t have to worry about noise…right…? I nodded my head, “Okay, Stu,” I said with a smile. “You wanna ride home, babe?” Stu asked genuinely. Even though he called almost everyone babe, my heart still did a flutter. “Well if you’re offering…” I trailed off. “Let me close everything up and get my stuff,” I yelled as I was already halfway across the store from him as I went to close down the register.

I grabbed my bag and slung it over my shoulder as I braced myself to experience the chilly Autumn air. Stu opened the door for me as we walked to his car. His car was nice, but rather banged up. He’s quite the chaotic driver. I fastened my seatbelt and sat back staring through the windshield at the town streets as Stu drove. We made light conversation and talked about everything and anything. We brought up stories of past movie nights, and joked about the stupid things we’ve done at parties. As we finally pulled up to my house, I noticed a car parked in the driveway. “Fuck,” I muttered under my breath. “What’s wrong?” Stu faced me now, his previous happy look changing to one of concern. “My sister’s home,” I stated simply. Stu knew all about my sister and everything she had done to me. He instantly put the car back in drive and started to drive away from my house. “Stu, what the fuck are you doing?” I asked, confused. “You’re not going back there with her, I won’t let you,” he said with a grave face. I huffed and sit back in my seat, “So you’re just going to kidnap me instead,” I half-giggled. “Yep, you’re staying at mine, and you’ve got no way out of this,” he proudly exclaimed. “Oh yeah? What if I tuck and roll?”. Stu took that as a personal challenge as he began driving faster, his tires making a loud screeching sound. “STU STU STOP DOING THAT!” I screamed as the man laughed proudly at the fear he made me exhibit. “It’s just a joke babe, chill out,” He giggled. We continued driving until we finally reached the Macher residence.

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apileofmoss · 2 years

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200 FOLLOWERS DTIYS !!! :DD

WOOOO i finally hit 200 yall are so epic !! So there aren't rlly rules for this except, c!benchtrio together with pride flags !! You can change the background, the flags, and use your designs of them!! Use the tag #Moss200dtiys and you can @ me ^_^

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Tommy has the xenogender flag around his neck, is holding the aroace flag, and has a trans flag patch on his pants. ALSO his leg is prosthetic and its made of netherite and bamboo !! Tubbo is wearing a trans flag colored binder and holding the vincian flag! He has 2 prosthetic fingers Aaand then Ranboo is wearing a sweater that is the nonbinary flag and is holding the genderqueer flag ! ^_^

taglist: @snaxle @samnook @yourfriendphoenix @cnnamonrolls @cupsmp @fundbomb @the-g-m @transwig @omegamoo (Send DM/Ask to be added/removed)

#moss200dtiys #mossisgay #art #artwork #dsmp #dsmp art #tubbo #tubbo fanart #tommyinnit #tommyinnit fanart #ranboo #ranboo fanart #benchtrio art

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evangelistnoodle · 1 month

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📣MAY I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION PLEASE 📣

Would the real slim shady please stand up.... Wait that's not it jsjsjs WOOOO!!! The #EvangelistDTIYS are finally here and I'm so freaking excited for this ‼️Before we get to the rules , I'll like to thank you all for all your support and love 💗 it means so much to me and I never thought I'll get this far in such a short amount of time 🥹💖 you are all the bees knees, ilysm ✨💖🤧

So yeah the inspiration for this piece was mainly the Motorola comercial and a pretty girl with some Nokia phones I saw on Pinterest jsjsjs 💖🤣

✨The rules are simple✨

-No tracing

-No deadline

-Keep it PG (please 🤣)

-You can change the poses and facial expressions but keep it the same style

-TAG ME

-Use the hashtag #EvangelistDTIYS

-Have fun‼️

#murdoc niccals #gorillazmurdoc #art #digital art #gorillaz #gorillaz fanart #digital aritst #genderbend #genderbender #artists on tumblr #mizzyniccals #evangelistDTIYS #DTIYS #dtiyschallenge

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guardian-angle22 · 1 year

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jim is such a great actor and i always love any scene judd's in. i know a lot of people don't care about wyatt but i do and i really appreciated getting to see more of him and judd interacting especially since jackson is a pretty good actor himself (i liked it doubly so tonight since it broke up the copaganda the show was spewing more than usual)

[response to my tags on this post]

He and Jackson both did so amazing in this finale! When Judd and Wyatt's mom broke the news of the test results to him? Woooo boy, that was the closest to real tears I got during this finale. Jackson was so heartbreaking there.

I will be the first to admit that when the long-lost-son-Wyatt storyline was first introduced last season, I had some... doubts. (my reaction was probably like this, actually:)

but I really have grown to love how it allows us to see Judd as a father, but with someone older who he can actually parent as opposed to a toddler. and all of the scenes with them have been thoroughly enjoyable. I'm so curious to see how we'll pick up next season with them and Grace.

(and yeah, the copganda stuff was heavy-handed this finale... and this season in particular. I have a high suspicions it will be a big focus of next season as well, so... luckily for me, I like the other characters on this show so when it gets too much, I can focus on other things. Oh how I wish Carlos wasn't the cop on this show though 😫)

#anon answered #911ls spoilers #acab🤠#<- should that be my new tag for when I complain about the copganda on the show? 🤣 I think it might have to be #y'all can filter out my little cowboy tag if you need to lol

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chizue-witchery · 1 year

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⚜️. *. ⋆ Fandom: Dream SMP

⚜️. *. ⋆ Pairing: DreamXD & Karl Jacobs, DreamXD & GeorgeNotFound, Minor Alexis | Quackity/Karl Jacobs/Sapnap

⚜️. *. ⋆ Character/s: Karl Jacobs, Sapnap (mentioned), Alexis | Quackity (mentioned), The Overseers (mentioned), DreamXD, GeorgeNotFound, Foolish Gamers (mentioned)

⚜️. *. ⋆ Summary: Karl would be lying if he told you he didn't freeze when he saw the desolate state of the land of what was once used to be filled with greenery and creeper holes; the Dream SMP.

⚜️. *. ⋆ Word Count: 2,775

⚜️. *. ⋆ Warnings/Tags: canon compliant, missing scenes, post-dream smp finale s1 lore, possessive behavior, angst, hurt/comfort, implied/referenced character death, eventual fluff

⚜️. *. ⋆ Prompts/Squares Filled: "I wish it were different." || @anyfandomangstbingo

AFAB Masterlist

AO3

A/N: woooo, here's my take of what c!karl and dreamxd's ending will be. this takes place after the nuke explosion but before the world transfer and reset of memories.

c!george appears, but he doesn't have any dialogue because he's asleep. i like to think he survived the explosion because dreamxd was there to protect him. there's also a mention of c!karlnapity :D

as always — likes, comments, and reblogs are always appreciated! <3

"Sapnap, I remember who Quackity is!" Karl exclaims while he gets out of the portal, ready to see his fiancé after traveling for who knows how long. Time passes differently whenever he's gone. But he figured out how to get his missing memories back, with the help of the Overseers. "I have my memories ba—"

Karl would be lying if he told you he didn't freeze when he saw the desolate state of the land of what was once used to be filled with greenery and creeper holes; the Dream SMP.

There's nothing left but bedrock. The greenery and buildings are all gone. It doesn't look like anyone has inhabited it for who knows how long.

"What…?" He whispers in shock, eyes wide and afraid.

How long has he been gone? What happened? Did he arrive in the future?

"Sapnap?" He shouts for his fiancé's name, stepping closer to the dead land. There's smoke everywhere, and he did his best to cover his mouth and nose so he wouldn't inhale the contamination. "Quackity?"

Where are they?

Karl didn't hear any response, so he called for the other members of the server, any name he remembers — but no one responded to his calls.

Why can't he find anyone? Is this the future set in stone for them?

Karl ignores those thoughts, continuing to look for anyone or any sight of life. But no matter how far he goes, he has found no one.

He doesn't recognize where he is. Everything in the land (or what it used to be) is filled with bedrock and dust floating in the wind and pieces of land that's barely holding before it falls.

Karl doesn't like this place. He wants to return to his fiancés and be with them — tell them he remembers everything and apologize to Quackity for calling him a murderer and banning him from ever stepping foot in Kinoko Kingdom. If he has to tell them the truth just so Quackity can forgive him, then he's willing to do it.

He coughs, feeling lightheaded the longer he stays in the area, so he leaves to stay somewhere else. Karl doesn't know what happened or who caused the destruction of the SMP, but he wants to find out to prevent this future from happening.

…

But how is he supposed to do that when there're no signs of life left on the server except for him?

For once, Karl isn't sure what he's supposed to do. He believes that he's in another one of his travels for the nth time, and he's not sure why he's here.

He can't even breathe in the area because of the intoxication, not wanting to risk his life and return to the present yet. It makes him lightheaded. The after effects would linger if he returns in this state; he needs to go somewhere else.

Karl heads over to where he thinks Kinoko Kingdom was, looking at the coordinates when he took the compass out of his inventory. He is close to Kinoko Kingdom, which he finds as a relief for him and hopes that the country's state is not the same as the others.

But all his hope vanishes when he finds it the same as the others, heart sinking at the idea that all the books about his travels are gone. From a distance, all that's left of Kinoko Kingdom is a crater that goes down until bedrock.

Still, he goes closer to the area and has some hope that he can find the others somewhere or any remains of their existence. But he finds nothing; it's like everyone is erased from existence, just like the others.

It makes Karl want to tear his hair out because he's not sure how he's supposed to prevent this. He doesn't know who did it—and that's the problem. He doesn't know who caused this or who owns a nuke on this server, but he has to prevent them from doing it, so this future doesn't happen to them.

This tale differs from the rest… there's no one here… It's just him. How is he supposed to return to the present if there's no conclusion in here? He knows there's another way to return to the present, but he doesn't want to do it. Not yet.

Karl closes his eyes, trying to prevent himself from passing out, and takes deep breaths. Then he opens his eyes and sees a figure from a distance holding something. He couldn't figure out who they were because of the dust and smoke in the wind.

Still, it gives him hope. So he walks closer to the figure, calling out for them. It's another person—he's not alone in this. It doesn't matter who they are. He can ask questions about what happened to the others; where they are and what happened that caused this destruction.

"Hello?" Karl steps closer to the figure, finding the cloak familiar, but he can't pinpoint why. "Do you know what happened…?"

The cloaked figure stays silent; neither moving nor responding to him. Then it stands up, lifting someone in their arms. The cloaked figure turns around and Karl gasps when he realizes the cloak is familiar because it belongs to the god who gave him the gift (a curse, his mind supplies) to travel back in time. Not only that, the god is carrying his friend, George, in their arms.

"XD…" He breathed out, still in disbelief to see the god in front of him instead of at the god's world. "What… what are you doing here?" His brows furrow, noticing the strange glow around his sleeping friend, but he doesn't mention it, fearing that the god would react negatively about it.

"I'm taking George with me," DreamXD answered and walked away while still carrying George in their arms. They do not stop walking, even though Karl keeps demanding them questions and answers about what happened to the server—what he can do to prevent it from happening.

The god stops and turns their head to face Karl, telling him the words he didn't want to hear. "You are in the present timeline, Karl Jacobs."

"What…?" Karl couldn't believe it. Not when he looks around the vicinity and all he sees is destruction and a desolate land. He's done everything he can to prevent a future like this from happening, yet it wasn't enough. He isn't enough.

He thought he had enough time, but when he thought back, he never did. He was distant from Sapnap because he let his "murderer" in their country and never gave him the chance to explain why he brought him there.

"There has to be another way," Karl says while tightly gripping the sweater with his trembling fist. Why isn't he enough? "It shouldn't have ended like this!"

DreamXD tilts their head, then fully faces the time traveler while still never letting go of George; holding him closer. "And it did."

The god doesn't sound mad nor disappointed that he failed to do what he is supposed to do. They have mentioned nothing about getting rid of him, just like the previous time traveler.

Despite it, Karl feels a wave of disappointment flow through him. He's ashamed he never got to figure out and prevent this from happening. Karl unclenches his fist from gripping the sweater, letting it fall to his side in defeat. "I wish it were different…" But he can't. He still can't control when or where he travels to, still trying to learn from the Overseers.

XD stays silent for a moment before crouching down so Karl doesn't have to look up at them every time. Karl looks at George for a moment, wondering how he hasn't woken up even after all of this, before returning his gaze to the god. "I have a proposition for you, dear traveler."

"What is it?" Karl asks, finding it strange to see them with a mask instead of the void, their appearance resembling the admin of the server. Even then, he finds himself nervous around the god, XD giving a sense of intimidation despite not doing anything.

DreamXD tilts their head, humming in a low tone. "Normally, there would be another Karl Jacobs replacing you, but–" a hand appears, and it cradles Karl's face– "You will be an exception, seeing as you've done your job better than the others."

Karl's eyes widen at the contact, not expecting it from the god before schooling it into a calmer expression and voices out what he's thinking about. "What do you mean by that, XD?"

The hand cradling Karl's face moves to get rid of the dust and ash on his face while they speak. "This server is inhabitable. There's going to be a new reset and everyone loses their memories." XD looks at George, then back at Karl. "Except for those who survived the explosion."

But that would mean—

"No one is going to remember their past relationships and problems," Karl mutters, devastated by the idea of his fiancés not remembering what they were to each other. If that were the case, then Karl would be the only one who remembers their relationship.

Their set number of lives would reset back to three, and the server will be peaceful again—if problems don't arise in the new world. Everyone would be in a clean slate and form new relationships. Memories of their previous life would be gone. Dream and Tommy could become friends instead of constantly fighting with each other. Karl wouldn't see Sapnap staring nowhere, the longing in his eyes of missing Dream—or what he used to be before everything went downhill.

And that is a good thing. He can pay more attention to the events happening and prevent history from repeating itself. Everyone doesn't have to be miserable and their trauma is also gone. But only he (and George, if he ever wakes up) will be the only one who remembers what happened to them. And Foolish — Karl remembers seeing him from his past travels.

"Correct," the god nodded and stood up, the hand on Karl's face moving away from him. "The server has become unstable, and I need someone to prevent that from happening again." DreamXD looks down, looming over the time traveler. "And you, my dear traveler, will be the one to do it."

Dumbfounded, Karl can only blink in response. He's never done something like that before. Sure, he's been to different timelines, but none of them are directly involved or closer to his present timeline. He's never gotten the chance to do it because he could barely control his powers.

"This will be another job for you, traveler." The god moves further away and Karl moves to catch up to them, unsure where they're heading off to. "Protect the new server. Learn from the Overseers the ability you have and control it." Karl nods even though DreamXD isn't looking at him. "Your memory is fragile, Karl Jacobs, and it will lead you into obstacles."

Karl frowns, remembering the other Karl's he saw in the castles of the InBetween. Those who have lost themselves, forever wandering inside the castle with no way of returning to their timeline. He will not be like them. He's strayed from the path and he will continue to do so.

"How can I keep my memory intact if time traveling causes it?" Karl asks with desperation in his eyes and tone, still with no solution to fix his memory problems.

DreamXD doesn't respond for a moment, their wings twitching before it moves as a wing wraps around Karl, edging him closer to the god. "I'm afraid I do not have the answer, my dear traveler," the god tells Karl in what almost sounds somber, the wing wrapped around Karl moving closer to him, almost protectively.

"Oh."

So that's it, huh? Eventually, he'll be like the other Karl's in the InBetween, forever wandering the castle. But he'll do everything he can to protect the server before the inevitable happens.

"You do not have to do it, if you don't think you're capable," says the god, but Karl shakes his head, already having his mind set to it.

"I can do it." Karl nodded as he turned to the god with a determined expression.

DreamXD looks at him and nods. "Very well." The hand that's been floating endlessly moves towards Karl and the time travelers shake their hand, sealing the deal between them. Other than that, a mark appears on Karl's neck; the letters "XD" imprinted on him, glowing brightly.

Karl touches his neck, a slight hiss of pain as he slowly rubs it to soothe the pain. He cranes his neck to look at XD. "What was that for?"

"That," the floating hand gestures to Karl's neck with the imprint on it, "is a mark to show what's mine." Because of Karl's confusion, XD explains it further. They lower George so Karl can get a better view when they move the cape away from George's neck, also showing the same imprint of "XD" glowing brightly when their hand came in contact with it. "George and I made a deal, and now he's my friend forever."

And that—

That explains the "XD" mark Karl found on Foolish's neck while they were chatting about nonsense. He tried to ask Foolish about it that day, but Foolish only muttered "annoying god" and "pet", which made little sense to him. But now he understands what Foolish meant that day.

"And because I agreed to the deal, I too have the mark." XD nods and releases the cape, hiding the imprint on George's neck, and holds George closer to them as they lift him up. Karl finds it strange, but he won't complain about it, not wanting to anger the god.

They look at Karl for a moment and Karl looks at the god, wondering what they're thinking about. He doesn't ask while XD lifts a claw and touches Karl's forehead, whispering words Karl doesn't understand. Then he's glowing like George by the time the god stops talking.

And a tremendous wave of relief crashes onto Karl, not realizing how close he was to passing out from the aftereffects of the explosion. He finds it easier to breathe, the air easily filling out his lungs instead of the radiation. He understands now why George is glowing.

DreamXD scoops Karl with their hand, a gasp escaping from his lips while XD lifts him until he faces the mask. "You will give me updates on the new world whenever I ask for it," they tell him and when Karl nods, he is being lowered until he's next to his sleeping friend while XD continues to walk, their wings fluttering a bit. "Now that you have the mark imprinted on your neck, I will be able to communicate to you without needing a physical form."

Karl nods, remembering the times he saw George talking to himself but didn't want to ask who, in favor of giving him privacy. Though he finds it eerie that the god looks similar to the tyrant of the server, and their name also resembles him.

"Despite this new job of yours, you must still continue to travel and write their history." At the mention of keeping notes of them, Karl is reminded that all of his books are destroyed, except for the one he carries with him all the time. "Keep them safe and hidden from the others. Do not let them know what power you hold."

Karl finds it lonely that no one will know about it, but he understands why XD wants him to keep it a secret. People are going to take advantage of him and use his ability to travel back in time to do something worse and change the entire history because of the butterfly effect.

A hand appears out of nowhere, smaller than the hand carrying Karl, and it moves to ruffle Karl's hair, trying to comfort him. "Do not be disappointed by it, traveler," XD tells him in a soothing manner that makes Karl relax. "When the time is right, you will reveal them."

Karl looks at XD. "How will I know when the time is right?"

DreamXD stops walking and looks down at him. "I will be there when the time comes."

Then the god looks in front of them and fabricates another hand out of existence and Karl watches in awe as the claw tears through the fabric of the universe, the familiar glowing portal edging through it.

DreamXD's wings curl up and they walk towards the portal, leaving the desolated server behind.

#anyfandomangstbingo #anyfandomangst #afangst #fanfiction #dream smp #dsmp #dsmp fanfic #minor c!karlnapity #karl jacobs #dreamxd #quackity #sapnap #georgenotfound #he's asleep the entire time #possessive behavior #angst

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firstprince-ao3feed · 9 days

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Red Gold & Emerald Green

by r0ck_and_r0ll4 When Lord Lucius and Princess Narcissa decides to finally get married, they hold a big wedding. Loads of people all over the world come to Britian to celebrate the couple. One of those people is none other than James Fleamont Potter, the son of the first female president of the United States. So when James Potter ends up on the floor in the ball room, covered in cake, next to none other than Prince Regulus, you can bet the media has something to keep themselves and the entire world entertained with. Words: 2665, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Marauders - Fandom, Red white and royal blue Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M Characters: Regulus Black, James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Barty Crouch Jr., Evan Rosier, Pandora Rosier, Marlene McKinnon, Mary McDonald, Peter Pettigrew, Dorcas Meadows, Lucius Malfoy, Narcissa Black Malfoy, Bellatrix Black, Andromeda Black, Rita Skeeter, Lily Evans, Petunia Evans, Euphemia Potter, Fleamont Potter, Walburga Black, Orion Black, Irma Black, Pollux Black Relationships: Regulus Black/James Potter, Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, Marlene McKinnon/Dorcas Meadowes, Lucius Malfoy/Narcissa Black Malfoy, Bellatrix Black Lestrange/Rita Skeeter, Barty Crouch Jr./Evan Rosier, pandora rosier/lily evans - Relationship, Euphemia Potter/Fleamont Potter, Orion Black/Walburga Black, Irma Crabbe Black/Pollux Black Additional Tags: RW&RB au, Regulus Black is Bad at Feelings, Regulus is a prince, James is fucking American, But Effie is president so it's all okay, Sirius can't contain his shit, Remus wants a nap, Marlene would date Reg if she was straight, Marlene adored her girlfriend, No Main Character Death, Finally, woooo, see i can write something that isn't fucking depressive, someone take these au's away from me i'm going insane, i have too many fics to write help me via https://ift.tt/bVcTolj

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #red white and royal blue #rwrb #firstprince #r0ck_and_r0ll4

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moonbinscirera · 1 year

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Wonwoo really said he's going to become a vocalist just for you 😂😂😂 ahhh so I think I could guess you like the rappers in the other groups 🤌🏻 absolute taste!!

200 😳😳😳 that's so impressive, I wish I could 🤩 also woooo for 8 versions of dream 🫣 IMHO you deserve some sort of reward for that 😂😂😂

Thank you!! I hope we can become fun friends/mutuals through this hehe 😌 coordinating tags on here are a lot of work but they can be really fun after a while... definitely side-eyeing staff for not letting us access our cloud files!!

I'm looking respectfully at those eras 😈 do you have any particular favorite colors or schemes that you like to work with when you're creating? I don't know if I mentioned this but your drawings are so cool 😳 oh and p.s. hope you're doing well!!

zhzhshd he really did 😭

and 6/8 of my dream albums showed up the pulls were kinda godly imma say and please ive done more damage before 😭 my dumbass bought 13 yc albums 😮‍💨 not my finest moment

i do hope we can be friends definitely!!!!

ohmg thank you it means alot for u to say that 🥹💚 idk i have color eras when i draw because im kinda sporadic when i do it 😭 so you can definitely tell when a collection of drawings were done in the same time. theyll have similar colors or line art types i stg when i finally get around to cross posting all of them over ull be like oh!!! these go together!!

but i guess to be more specific im a cool color gal i think like 82% of my art is cool toned. and if its warm its gunna be like pink or red. i dont think i have any real themes tho i just try for a certain vibe because more often then not im drawing specfically for my twt layouts

so ill be like i want a warm dreamy vibe

or i wanna br dramatic

if that makes sense? alot of times tho ill see somebodys art and be like I WANNA DO THAT STYLE and then do that for the month.... and now i looked back and u said schemes not themes because im definitely not illiterate i definitely knew u said schemes

#query: complete #this time like a dummy

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dilfdarling · 2 years

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Want

[Khonshu x Mutant!AFAB!Reader]

Summary: You're an old friend of Marc's, and a new friend of Steven's, and Khonshu won't leave your new friend alone. You take matters into your own hands when Khonshu is being particularly mean one day.

Warnings: 18+!! MINORS DNI! Cussing, vaginal fingering, finger sucking, Pet names, No use of Y/N, just smutty tings (as always, let me know if I need to tag something else)

Word Count: 2,000

A/N: WOOOO My first time writing for anything moon knight and I kinda like it... This was supposed to be like 600 words dude... Reader's powers are not specified in this fic, but they can hear and see Khonshu! If it's wanted I can always do a part 2, where we learn more about reader's abilities. I plan on posting more Moon Knight stuff as well, so follow me if you're interested in that!

“Steven!” You were sprinting towards your friend, heart beating out of your chest. “Steven, stop running!”

Give Marc the body, Worm!

Your whole body seemed to be set ablaze when you heard his voice. Khonshu would not leave Steven alone and you were growing angry. You finally reached Steven and pulled him tight into your grasp.

“Steven,” You whispered to him, cupping his face, “Listen-”

“Do you see that?” His eyes peered over your shoulder and you turned. The lights flickered and in between the flashes you saw Khonshu coming towards you.

“I need you to trust me- Okay?” You caught his attention and he looked at you with wide, worried eyes, “Look at me.”

When Steven wouldn’t give you his full attention you turned around and took a step forward. Steven grabbed your wrist and gently tugged away from him. You let out a low growl and put your hand up.

“Khonshu!” You screamed, your voice echoing through the hall. “Leave him alone!”

The lights stopped flickering and suddenly, the large God walking towards you was gone. You sighed and turned towards Steven. His eyes were wide with fear and began pulling him down the hall. Steven followed you, without hesitation, and the silence that was lingering became heavy and awkward.

Steven’s hand was clammy and his breathing was heavy. You reach your flat and open the door. You pull Steven in and quickly shut your door, lokcing it out of habit. You knew Khonshu could just come into your home if he so wished, locks would not stop him.

“How did you do that?” Steven’s voice was barely above a whisper.

“I don’t have too much time to explain, whatever I just did isn’t going to last for long I don’t think…” You were hurrying around your apartment, before finally getting you Steven settled on the couch. “Steven, there is a lot we aren’t telling each other, but I trust you. I trust you to open up when the time is right. But, until then, I may be able to ease your fear, even if just temporarily. Do you trust me?”

Steven swallowed hard, his eyes leaving yours briefly. Once his sights were back on you, he nodded, “I trust you.”

“Okay, I know you haven’t been sleeping well at night, I can help with that. But I need to know you trust me completely. This won’t work unless you do. I don’t want to hurt you-”

“Hurt me?!” Steven was quick to interrupt.

“No- Not you- Look, I know a little more than you’ve told me. You’re tired, I know you’re so tired. I can help you in the morning, but until then, I can help you get rest.”

Steven wanted a good night's rest more than anything. He sighed. “I trust you. Completely. I know you wouldn't hurt me, but I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won't, I promise. I have you.” Steven immediately relaxed into your touch. “This isn’t going to hurt, at all. But you may feel a little fuzzy. Do you mind if I-” You motioned towards getting closer to him and he nodded. You gently cupped his cheeks and pressed your forehead to his. Your eyes locked onto his and suddenly, he was in a trance. His eyes became heavy and within seconds his eyes were shut and he was asleep.

You lied his back on the couch, letting out a sigh. You inhaled sharply and moved yourself to the floor. You held Steven’s hand tightly, making sure he stayed asleep. You grabbed the TV remote and turned on some cartoon and let your eyelids grow heavy. You trusted that you could keep Steven asleep until morning, even if you slept yourself.

-----~-~-----

Wake up.

You jolted awake, your touch briefly leaving Steven, before latching back onto him. The room was covered in darkness, your TV being the only source of light. Out of the corner of your eye you saw him, though.

“Khonshu…” You whispered, your eyes widening. “I will banish you again-”

No you won’t, His voice deep and full of anger. You used up too much power earlier.

Khonshu’s head turned towards Steven and he let out a low growl, causing your stomach to turn. Swallowing hard, your hand grabbed Steven’s a little tighter, for comfort. You may have knocked his ass out, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t be soothing.

What did you do to Marc? Khonshu roared.

It was your turn to growl. “He’s sleeping. Steven and Marc are both sleeping. They deserve it, Khonshu. You wouldn’t know anything about that though, would you?” This caused Khonshu to grow infuriated. You rolled your eyes at the God and laughed, “What are you gonna do? Get Marc to kill me when I wake him up?”

No, I’m taking care of you myself.

Khonshu disappeared, but only for a second. He was in front of you, crouching, his beak pointed downwards, his eye sockets at eye level with you. Your breath caught in your throat and your back hit the couch harder than you expected as you tried to back away.

“How do you think Marc will feel when he wakes up, finding his old friend dead by the hands of his God? Hm?”

I never said I was killing you.

Suddenly, Khonshu’s staff hit the ground and hands were pulling at your hips. You were pulled from Marc’s body and his hand hit the ground. You were easily thrown over Khonshu’s shoulder and he hauled you off towards your room.

“Khonshu,” You hissed at him, “Marc or Steven could wake up at any time, my mental grip is not going to hold them for long.”

No response. You were thrown on your bed and Khonshu stood over you. You leaned forwards, resting on your elbows and you watched him. You huffed and narrowed your eyes at him, “What are you gonna do, spank me because I knocked out your precious little Avatar?” You pouted up at him.

Is that what you want? For me to spank you? The way he had said it, your stomach flipped again. Humans do that to each other when they misbehave, don’t they? I have a feeling you would like it, but that is the point, is it not?

It felt like two consecutive blows as he spoke. You wiggled up the bed and Khonshu cocked his head at you. He let out a loud laugh and bent over, his large hand grabbing your face. Your cheeks squished under his fingers, and you were breathless.

“Marc wouldn’t like to find us like this…” You whispered. “In fact, I think he’d kill me.”

He’s my Avatar, I won’t let that happen, Khonshu slightly shook your head side to side with his hand.

You nodded. “You have about ten minutes before Marc, or Steven, wakes up.” You whisper up at him, “What do you want?” Your voice altered as his grip tightened on your face.

My little pet, His voice sent chills down your spine, The question is, what do you want?

You hesitated momentarily. You sucked in air through squished cheeks and your eyes clenched shut. “You.”

I’ve been waiting for that for a long time.

His fingers quickly slipped into your mouth and pressed to your tongue. Your eyes stayed shut and you moaned. You leaned forward, into Khonshu, and his fingers slipped further into your mouth, almost going down your throat. You softly gagged and his fingers pulled back, past your lips, and his trailed from jawline to your neck.

You immediately leaned forward into his touch. His hand almost wrapped around your throat. You opened your eyes and stared up at him.

So willing to let me have you in such a vulnerable position. Khonshu’s low rumble brought your attention to the pooling heat in your pants.

Swallowing hard, you could feel his grip tighten. Before you knew it, though, his hand was moved from the soft, exposed skin, and he was on your bed crouching over you. His long fingers trailed down your chest and towards the hem of your pants.

This is what you want, right? To feel me?

You nodded, “I want to know what it’s like…” You whisper.

What do you mean by that?

“I want to know that no one will ever be able to make me feel as good as you do.”

Khonshu let out a deep chuckle and used only one of his hands to pull your pants down, which he did with ease. You shifted ever so gently under him, giving him a better view and making it easier for him to touch you how you wanted. His fingers reached for the elastic of your underwear and your hips instinctively pushed upwards, towards him.

A low growl pushed up from Khonshu's chest and you bit the inside of your lip. You whined under him, waiting for his next move. After what felt like an eternity, his finger hooked your underwear and pulled them down your thighs. Cool air hit you and you gasped. You moved towards him, trying to get warmer and one of his large hands easily held your hips down. You were stuck in that spot.

You lied there in anticipation while you waited for Khonshu to actually touch you how you wanted. He seemed to just be examining you and the situation at hand. “We do not have long, they could wake up at any-”

A long finger pushed past your folds and quickly entered you. You gasped, trying to buck your hips upward but Khoshu had you in too tight of a grip. He let out a low laugh and you whined again. His finger crooked inside of you and slowly pulled out. Your eyes shut and you rolled your hips as best you could.

Khonshu pushed his finger inside of you again and his movements became quicker. His thumb easily found your clit and he gently toyed with it while his fingers worked inside you. You were a moaning mess under him. Putty in his hands.

“What would- Ah-” You stopped mid sentence to moan, “The other Gods think of this?”

What would Marc think of this? Hm?

You squinted your eyes shut and tried not to think too hard about it. You focused on your own feelings and your own feelings were telling you to enjoy your position. Your hips bucked up again, and Khonshu let you go this time, revealing a large bruise on your hip. The angle let Khonshu’s fingers slip even deeper inside of you and you wailed in pleasure. His thumb rubbed your clit again and you could feel yourself coming undone.

“Khonshu,” You whimpered, “I’m gonna-”

Go ahead, little pet, come for me.

You let out a cry and felt your whole body tensing. Khonshu kept pumping his fingers, his pace slowing as you came down from your high. You fell back on your bed completely, your arms giving out on holding you up. Your breathing was heavy and you were seeing stars.

With eyes half lidded you look up to Khonshu, who is still crouching over you, like some sexy sleep paralysis demon. You give him a soft smile and notice his beak tilt downward.

I do apologize for that bruise. You seem to just as fragile as humans-

“Because I’m a human…” You interject.

Such a brat, Khonshu hisses at you. Maybe next time Marc won’t be a problem, and I will be able to handle that.

As soon as he finished his sentence you could hear rustling from the other room. Khonshu’s head turned towards the other room before looking back at you, and then he was gone. You were left with telling Steven what was going on, or maybe even telling Marc you definitely did not just get finger fucked by Khonshu.

You stood, grabbed some pants, and quickly tried to look presentable for whatever you were about to have to explain.

“Oh, Khonshu,” You whispered, “I didn’t even get to give you a goodbye kiss.”

You made a mental note to take care of that next time you saw him.

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@smuts-slut

#moon knight smut #khonshu x reader #moon knight #khonshu #i love one (1) dusty ass murder bird #anyway i may be open to taking suggestions on what yall wanna see written #i wanna sit on khonshus lap so bad bestie #u dont understand #sdbfbsdhfkdsAAAAA

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books-and-cookies · 3 years

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1K PAGES READATHON - AUGUST 2021

Hello bookish bees! 💖

Without further ado, I present to you The 1000 Pages Readathon - I-LOST-COUNT EDITION! 😅🤷‍♀️

These are fun and you guys seem to really enjoy them, so here we are 😂😌 It will take place for 10 days, between August 14th and 23rd - my actual birthday woooo 🥳

We’ll each start and end on our own time zones, so when midnight hits on August 14th, you’re free to start reading! 😊

The goal with this readathon is not to read a certain number of books, but to hit 1000 pages read in 10 days. It can be a single book, or 5, as long as you manage to read those 1k pages. Of course, you’re more than free to read more than that! 😊

We’ll be using the tag #1kpagesaug21, so make sure you tag whatever posts you might make with it so we can find each other and have fun together!Hope to see a lot of you participate!!

Love,

Mary 💖

P.S. Totes cool to spread the word!

P.P.S. My ask box is open for any questions you might have, so feel free!

P.P.P.S. If you want to challenge yourself, use these prompts (the same book can cover multiple prompts):

* A book you’ve been putting off for more than a year

* Reread a favourite book

* Read a book from a genre you don’t normally read

* Read a diverse/own voices book

* Read the final book in a series you haven’t finished

* Read a book with a trope you love

#mary rambles #1kpagesaug21 #booklr #book community #bookish community

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reannotfound · 3 years

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ANGST WOOOO

cw: mentions of abuse, insane themes, panic attack

“C’mon, Ghostbur.” Tommy chuckled lightly. It was his, what, 16th day in Logsted? It was hard to tell the days when you were so alone. All he had to console him was Ghostbur and the Prime Log. The campsite had been coming along fine, and he had even started a farm. Not for long though, he was still going back. Though he would never admit it, he was forever thankful that Ghostbur had decided to tag along. He was almost 100% sure he would have gone crazy if it were just him on the island.

“I’m coming, Tommy!” He heard Ghostbur reply. They were almost finished building the campsite. Tommy didn’t want to brag, but for a temporary “vacation home” -as Ghostbur liked to call it- it was pretty nice. Pretty poggers, if you will. He had built up quite a bit of muscle chopping down trees every day, and he couldn’t wait to show everyone when he went back. If he went back. It was hard work, but it was worth it. Plus, it gave him something other to do than just sitting and talking to Ghostbur.

It had started off as a normal day when it had happened. Tommy was just idly going through his farm while Ghostbur was out picking flowers when he heard the ever-familiar monotone voice call out to him. “So,” Technoblade said to him, “This is where government has gotten you.”

“Fuck off, Technoblade,” Tommy muttered tiredly. He knew he should be more “enthusiastic”, but he couldn’t find it in himself to care. Techno would come taunt him then leave, and he and Ghostbur would just continue on.

“What, no clever quip? I thought you would be more starved for human interaction, considering where you are.” Techno smirked. Tommy bristled a bit at that. Human interaction? Did no one tell Techno that Ghostbur had followed him? Tommy decided that Techno was probably just referring to how Ghostbur was, well, a ghost. He didn’t need “human” interaction, though. He would get enough of it if when he went back.

“I’m perfectly fine on company, thanks,” Tommy replied dryly. He really wished Techno would go away already. He hadn’t even looked up from his farm yet, hoping that if he ignored the Pig, he would just get the memo and leave Tommy alone. Alas, Techno wasn’t known for his knowledge of social cues.

“Has someone already come and visited you?” Techno asked, his voice casual. Too causally Tommy’s brain supplied, but he couldn’t find it in himself to care. He just wanted to be alone, with Ghostbur of course.

“No, but Ghostbur’s still here,” Tommy said, a bit irritated, as he gestured to where Ghostbur was, picking flowers. There was a slight pause, and a small part of Tommy hoped that Techno had taken the time to leave.

“Who’s Ghostbur?” no such luck then. Tommy finally looked up a Techno, raising an eyebrow at him. He gestured again to Ghostbur, who waved back to him. Techno’s face had gone the slightest bit paler, but it was hard to tell.

“Ghostbur. Y’know, Wilbur’s ghost. After Wilbur died, he came back as a ghost. Hence, Ghostbur.” Tommy explained slowly as if talking to a child. Maybe Techno just hadn’t met Ghostbur yet? He had left before Ghostbur had shown up after all. It didn’t make sense though. Techno was their brother. Ghostbur would’ve gone to see him.

“Tommy,” Techno started, but his voice sounded a tiny bit strained. “Wilbur never came back as a ghost.” Tommy just stared at him incredulously. That solved it then. Techno just never met Ghostbur.

“Can you come here Ghostbur?” Tommy yelled out to him, ignoring the look that Techno gave him. He saw Ghostbur nod, and gently glide over to them. “Ghostbur, this is Techno. He used to be our brother.” Tommy introduced him, speaking directly at Ghostbur.

“Hi Techno, I’m Ghostbur!” he heard Ghostbur say, but Techno was still just staring at him, a sad look in his eyes. Tommy grew a bit irritated, seeing how Techno wasn’t even responding to Ghostbur.

“Hello?” he called angrily. “Don’t you have enough decency to respond to him??” Techno just looked at him, eyes seemingly searching for something.

“Tommy, there’s no one there,” Techno said slowly, his voice the slightest bit sad. Tommy turned to look him, eyes wide and confused. Maybe Techno just couldn’t see ghosts? That wouldn’t make sense though, everyone else on the SMP could see Ghostbur unless they were lying to him.

“Um, yeah? He’s right there, you idiot.” Tommy replied steadily, but his voice was tinged with desperation. Of course, Ghostbur was real. He...Wilbur had come back to make amends with Tommy. Ghostbur was always there for him, talking with him before the exile and sticking with him afterward. He never hit him like Wilbur did. Ghostbur was like Wilbur, but before all the L’manberg shit had gone down. Ghostbur was real. Tommy needed him to be.

Techno took a small step forward. Tommy leaned back. They stared at each other for a bit, almost daring the other one to make a move. Tommy could see Ghostbur in the corner of his eye, but for some reason, he had been flickering, almost like a candle. Tommy’s eyes widened, and he turned to look at Ghostbur fully. This was not happening.

“Ghostbur,” Tommy whispered, almost too scared of the words coming out of his mouth. “Are you….are you real?” Ghostbur just looked at him, a small, sad smile on his face. No. No. No no no no no no no. this can’t be real. Ghostbur was there right in front of him! He was the only thing keeping Tommy from- oh. Keeping Tommy from going insane. But if that meant that Ghostbur wasn’t real, was Tommy...was Tommy actually crazy? Tears began to blur Tommy’s vision, his chest rising and falling more heavily as he struggled to get a breath in. Tommy couldn’t be crazy! He wasn’t insane! He thought back to all the times he had mentioned Ghostbur, and the other SMP members had just nodded along. Were they all just playing along with him?

He clutched Wilbur’s old coat closer to himself. He remembered Ghostbur showing him where the coat was, telling him how Wilbur had left it for Tommy as a final goodbye. Was it just his consciousness showing him where it was? His fingers scratched against the old L’Manberg flag patch that Niki had sown onto the jacket for Wilbur. Had she known that Ghostbur wasn’t real? Every time he would go over to the bakery, grabbing an extra pastry for Ghostbur as Niki stared along with sad eyes, had she known? And Tubbo. Oh my god, Tubbo. Had he known? How would he have felt, having to watch Tommy deteriorate like this.

He suddenly felt warm arms wrap around him. Oh right, Techno was there. He knew he shouldn’t be taking comfort in someone who had betrayed him, but he honestly did not care right now. Techno was still his brother, no matter how hard he tried to deny it, and he really just needed some brotherly love. After all, he had just found out that his other brother wasn’t here.

He sobbed into Techno’s shirt, not caring about all the tears he was rubbing onto his cape.

“It’s okay Tommy. You’re okay. You’re not insane.” Techno whispered to him, rubbing comforting circles on his back. Tommy’s sobs had turned into sniffles, and eventually, he fell into the sweet embrace of sleep.

#dream smp #tommyinnit #technoblade #POG THROUGH THE PAIN #angst #fanfic #wilbur soot #ghostbur #HERE'S YOUR ANGST YALL #Ghostbur isn't real AU

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theworldofotps · 3 years

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Letter From The Road

WWE Superstar: Jeff Hardy Word Count: 457 ~ A series in which I write letters from superstars to their partner or friends back home while they’re touring.~

This is a special one for @hungmanhorsecarriage because it’s Jeff’s birthday today! So happy birthday Jeffery and thank you babes for having some love sent his way!

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Tag list: @hungmanhorsecarriage @writtingrose @omg-im-such-a-masochist @sjwrites22 @xladyxfatex @new-zealand-chic @sassymox @mrsacklesevansmgk @biforrollynch @itsicantbelievethis666 @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch @lilred91 @demonqueen29 @rebellious-desires @xbreezymeadowsx @youcantreignonmyparade @melblacc @letsgivethisonemoreshot @alination @ava-valerie @shortyiceheart @serpantscorpio8497 @thatpanpal @thatnerdwriter

If you wanna be added to the list lemme know. _________

Hello Darlin, Today is finally my birthday, it sucks that you aren’t here to celebrate with me. But I very much appreciate the gifts that you gave to Finn and Elias for me. I got them this very very early this morning. I seriously hope that you didn’t ask them to wake me up at 2 am because that’s what they did. I did manage to convince them to allow me to wait until after breakfast to open them.That way they could get a better reaction than a sleepy one. It was a good time Becky was nice enough to bring me some pancakes with cards from a bunch of our coworkers and friends.

Thank you so much for the new body paint, guitar picks, shirts and the card. I may have teared up a little but please don’t tell anyone that because it’s between us ;) Oh also thank you very much for that delightful little photo album. I didn’t know it was possible to make one online and then print out a little slip of paper for me to scan. I’ll be sure to keep that under a special lock and code so nobody else will be able to see it.

You look so stunning, that little black lace number you had on. Woooo I would really like you to wear that when I get home.

I miss you and I hope these last two weeks go by quickly. Tired of falling asleep without my wife beside me. I wanna kidnap you for a week or two from work so you can come with me.

The guys got me a birthday cake for after lunch, I took a bunch of pictures. I'll send them to you in a little bit. I really wish you were here, I may call you right after I finish this letter. I just need to see my baby’s face. I can even show you a few of the other gifts that I received today. I’m really lucky to have such amazing people in my life. You all just make it so much better.

Especially you baby, you’ve made these last couple of birthdays so incredible I could never thank you enough for all that you do for me. Here’s to another year of having you by my side as I explore this next age.

I have a few important matches coming up so please make sure to watch them! I’ll let you know when they are so you don’t miss out. I’m gonna have a nap and then dip into my new paint for the show tonight. I love you darlin thank you for helping make this birthday amazing even though we’re so far apart.

I love you always

Jeff

#wwe #jeff hardy #letters from the road #love letters #happy birthday Jeff!

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blutopaz15 · 3 years

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How about "You're a softie", or rather "Ye're a softie" ?

Ackk!! This took me SO long to get to, I’m sorry!! It ~did~ turn into practically a whole oneshot though, so woooo! hope you enjoy ;)

also oops I lost the initial prompt post so I forget which number this is lol

#??: “You're a softie.”

Callum wasn’t exactly sure what he’d been expecting when Rayla had banished him from their room, saying that she had a “surprise” for him, but it certainly hadn’t been this.

She’d beaten him back there by a longshot. The “super short” evening audience that one of Ezran’s advisors had requested was not super or short by any means, and by the time Callum had traipsed back to their room, feet dragging and head foggy, she was already ready for bed. When the heavy door creaked open, though, rather than remaining comfortably and impatiently cross-legged on the edge of his matress, ready to curl up with him for a little bit before bedtime as usual, she’d popped up off his bed, shoved his pajamas into his arms, and quickly ushered him towards the washroom.

“Uh, okay,” he’d responded, curiosity over what she was up to clearing the fog from his mind. He deliberately leaned his weight into hers, stalling as she pushed him towards the door so he could ask: “What’s all this about?”

“I have a surprise for you!” Her voice had his favorite teasing cadence to it, and Callum felt a little flutter of anticipation, warm and pleasant, in his chest.

Satisfied and eager from the answer, Callum stopped resisting just as she shifted her hands from his shoulders to his waist and pressed her weight more insistently against him. This successfully sent him stumbling through the open washroom door. She gave him one more direction, accompanied first by a smile that was softer than he would’ve expected and then her lips on his cheek, before she sharply shut him away back there.

“Ten minutes,” she said.

The typical draw of their evenings spent together was amplified by the promise of whatever surprise she was assembling out there, and Callum realized that he might’ve been a little too eager when he called out to her through the door for the first time—his face already washed, his teeth already brushed, his limbs already pajama-clad—and got an exasperated sigh in response. He tried once more, twice more, then thrice more before—at long last—she finally confirmed that he could enter.

The washroom door swung open wide, and there, at the center of the room, was Rayla on the floor, surrounded by what seemed to be every spare pillow and blanket in the castle, beaming at him, eyes shining and bright.

Callum grinned back at her, his head cocked to the side as his shoulder hit the doorframe. “What’s all this?” he asked, nodding at the piles of pillows she was nestled between.

Rayla’s nose wrinkled up as she lobbed the blue cushion laying across her lap at him, and he was pretty sure—as he held up his hands to knock it away from his face—that he’d never seen her smile so wide.

“Sleepover!” Rayla flung her arms open, gesturing towards the multi-color mountains all around her. “Last night you were saying how you wished I didn’t have to go back to my bed, and this isn’t technically sleeping in the same bed so…”

He bent to pick up the blue pillow and tossed it back to her—gently. That was a pillow-fight he would—absolutely, without a doubt, for sure—lose. She caught it—of course—and laid it back over her legs.

“I’m pretty sure this is still against the rules,” he said, shrugging at her, still in the doorway...trying to decide if he cared enough about those rules to deny her.

Opeli’s ‘no sleeping in the same bed’ rule probably translated to ‘don’t sleep next to each other’ too, Callum thought. Though...he was pretty sure it also translated to ‘don’t lie in the same bed’...a rule which they’d been breaking daily...

But, attendants never came in to check on them in the evenings when they were bending those rules. The mornings were a different story, though: someone was always bustling in first thing, earlier than they could ever have a hope of waking up to separate themselves first, and Callum had to wonder if that was Opeli’s specific bidding.

Still though...like Rayla had said...technically…

“...and we care why, exactly?” Rayla asked, an eyebrow raised, arms crossed, outwardly annoyed. Callum could see, though, that his hesitation—which wasn’t really his anyway—had hurt her.

Pre-bedtime pillow fort cuddles—no beds or sleeping involved—probably wouldn’t break any rules, Callum figured, even if their luck changed and they got caught.

Though, maybe, he considered, the strictest translation of Opeli’s rule might be that they just weren’t supposed to lie down with each other at all…

Rayla was frowning now.

He took a few steps closer before turning his back, spreading his arms, and collapsing back onto the stacks of pillows next to her. When he peeked an eye open, Rayla chuckled softly, reaching for the hand that’d fallen across her knees.

“Dummy.”

She looked over her shoulder and down at him, appearing not quite as deflated. Callum leaned on his elbow to offer up an explanation.

“I’m just saying, Rayla, I really don’t want to have to explain it to Ezran if Opeli separates us.” He’d meant that to be lighthearted...but it was also very true. He winced theatrically, and Rayla smiled back, rolling her eyes and squeezing at his fingers. When she stopped shaking her head at him, what she wanted was still lingering in the way she looked at him. She eased herself down by his side, matching his pose.

“Callum...please? Just for tonight?” The sincerity in the way her brow furrowed tugged at him...and she knew it. That teasing rhythm was back in her voice when she went on, her stare so very sweet. “Come on, you know you want to! It’ll be fun! The ‘it’s not a bed’ excuse will definitely work at least once.”

That was probably true, Callum admitted to himself. It was possible—likely, actually—that Opeli wouldn’t be happy about their rule-bending, but...feigning innocence was a possibility…

Plus...it’d be so nice to wake up at Rayla’s side. Her arms heavy with sleep and draped over him...her warm breath on his cheek...her lips parted and perfectly within kissing range…

Like she could see his resolve weakening, a mischievous smile crawled across Rayla’s lips.

“How can I convince you? We can snuggle all night! I’ll let you be little spoon?” She rocked closer, still up on her elbow like he was, and pressed a kiss, brief and enthusiastic, to his lips. When she pulled away and her eyes opened...she didn’t even need to tag on the last incentive. “Mmm, I don’t know, what else do you want? Anything!”

It wasn’t quite heat in her eyes...more like...a spark. An offer of heat.

A similar heat very quickly filled in underneath his collar, across his cheeks.

“Yeah, the answer to that question is definitely against the rules,” he laughed, eyes wandering to the ceiling before he smiled at her. “But...fine. Sleepover. If we get caught, though, you’re going to be the one who explains to Ez what Opeli is so worried about.”

Rayla’s hand wrapped around his almost as soon as Callum started poking a finger at her to go with the dramatized sternness of his stare, and, before he knew it, she’d used that leverage to knock him flat on his back. Rayla’s arms looped around his neck, her chest pressing him into the floor, and she was still for a moment, just holding him near. Her lips landed in his hair.

She stayed close to whisper, giggling in his ear. “You’re such a softie, Callum.”

“Maybe so,” Callum conceded, turning to press a clumsy kiss to her jaw before nuzzling closer, his lips drifting down to place tonight’s first of what he intended to be many kisses against her neck. “I was promised anything I want, though.”

The sigh she made wasn’t all that loud when he kissed her again—this time just under her ear, the skin there exceptionally warm and smooth—but Callum could feel it vibrate in her chest, and he was sure that she could feel the way he shuddered, too, as her fingertips ran along his spine.

“I thought you didn’t want to break any rules?”

#Rayllum #fanfic #rayllum fanfic #ficlet #fluff prompts #this was the last one in my inbox #what a surprise: it’s rayllum roommate/cohabitation spicy fluff!!#shocking!#<3 #thanks for asking! :)

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