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euphoricfilter · 9 months

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want your night thoughts on new jk live 😭🙏🏻

like sleep naked with him, waking up next to him, cuddling more, kisses, jungkook cannot stop being clingy, cannot let you go to shower, cannot let you go to work, he cannot stop kissing youuuu. your neck, your breast, your LIPS, every inch of your skin, two quickie untill you realise it’s lateeeeee and finally you two shower together and he rub your skin gently, got shampoo for you and he drying your hairrr while you do your makeup and he make you breakkfastttt and he drive you to work and kissssssss more till one of your colleagues ask why the heck your lips is swollen and red, did something happen sksksksksksks

HEAVEN

OKAY SO YOURE A GENIUS AND I LIKE WHERE YOURE GOING WITH THIS.

jk nakey live horny thoughts let’s go🏃‍♀️

. • ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆. night short #8

for tonight’s horny thought we’re going for morning sex !!

i’m thinking established relationship, however the two of you don’t live together and you’re staying over his place for the night. he was prone to sleeping in only his underwear, and more often than not you’d find yourself in nothing but panties either

jungkook wouldn’t be able to keep his hands to himself, breaths stolen for kisses and his tongue pushing into your mouth. he’d definitely slip his fingers past the waistband of your panties while the two of you made out, always a little overzealous— he liked it wet and messy, and by the end of you night both of your lips would be kissed shiny

all it would take is a heated make out session for jungkook to have a possible wet dream, and most days when you stayed over he’d wake up with a boner. not only would be be woken up by your obnoxious alarm, but his dick would be hard, ultimately he’d be a little whiny

he’d probably tug your hand over his erection, faintest pout on his lips when you tell him you can’t, you really had to get ready for work. and he knew you liked to leave early, like to get to work before you truly had to because it alleviated some of your anxiety. but that extra hour was always so tempting, so perfect for him to fuck you silly and then miss you for the rest of the day

maybe jungkook has a bit of a strength kink as well, cock twitching when he pulls you into his chest as you try to scoot out of bed. he’d sling his leg over your hip, cock digging into your ass, and being the menace he is, he’d probably try to get off, hips rolling forward for any sort of friction

it wouldn’t be hard to tempt you, not when he’d kiss over your naked shoulder, curious hands wandering over your stomach, cupping your tits and thumbing over your nipples

and you’d cave in, pulling your panties down over your ass, bending your hips ever so slightly so he could slip his cock into you, rutting into you from behind. one hand still grabbing your chest while the other trails down your body to play with your clit

you wouldn’t be able to help the dribble of slick that coats your thighs, not when he’s telling you about all the filthy things he wants to do to you, voice still laced with sleep— raspy and deep

he’d probably pull out just before the both of you are about to cum, tugging you so you’re laying on your back and he can hover over you. much preferring to see your face when you reached the height of your pleasure, lips pressing to sweaty skin, over your jaw, down your chest, your cheek then to your lips where he slips his tongue back into your mouth, drinking up the little hiccupy moans

he’d pull your hips towards him, muscles in his thighs tensing when he cums. thick seed coating your walls, grinding ever so slightly into you to help you ride out your own orgasm as your nails dig into his shoulders

and being the best boyfriend that he is, he’d carry you over his shoulder into the bathroom

maybe to make it a little filthier, he stuffs his fingers back into your pussy to make sure none of his cum leaks out of you on the way there

and to make it even filthier, maybe while you’re peeing, he’ll get you to lick the mixture of yours and his cum off his fingers, shoving them a little further down your throat just for funsies because he can. and he needs to remind you that yeah he’s a little whiny but he’s in charge

and obviously he washes your body for you in the shower, a new bottle of your favorite shower gel all stocked up in his bathroom, because he knows you love it so much and he likes having things you like around the house

and i see him obsessing over your hair. maybe becoming sort of a hyper fixation for him at one point to just binge watch hair tutorial videos that he could recreate on you. so after he lotions your body, kissing everywhere he can thinks of, he’d do your hair for you

and then he’d obviously drive you to work because he’s a cutie and would kiss you a stupid number of times before you can even open the car door

and maybe when you tell him about the embarrassment you had to face with your co workers and your clearly frazzled state— hair a little messy from where he’d grabbed it to kiss you and lipstick a little smudged, and cheeks awfully pink and flushed— he’d promise to cook you dinner as an apology

that doesn’t mean he wouldn’t do it all again though

night thots masterlist

💞 yeeee i hope this lived up to your night thought expectations, my love 💞

#bts fanfic #bts fluff #bts smut #jungkook #bts #jungkook fanfic #bts jungkook #jungkook fic #jungkook imagine #jungkook x reader

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tiyoin · 3 months

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jade x reader x floyd

where they give reader swim lessons (they actually destroy readers one piece and cbat reader )

reader is pissed because they’re literally nakey???? and the assholes who caused it won’t fucking help????

ofc they throw you your now bikini (what’s left of one) and leave you to it.

you know what, fuck it. you put it on and storm out of the swimming area, pool? idk idc to elaborate where they are

and you’re stomping down the hallway, angry as a bull as you silently pray that the ‘bikini’ pieces stay in tact.

you ignore the whistles, the purrs, the cat calls and sway away a hand or two. you’re on a mission and NO horny highschool boy will EVER catch you lacking. never again.

slamming open a door while hiding your body, you asked “where’s ashengrotto”

they point you to two classes over. slamming the door again, a few students peeked out of their classes as you walked by.

slamming open the door, this time not bothering to hide yourself, you call for azul.

“ashengrotto here now!”

he gave you an incredulous look before he quickly got up and walked towards you. closing the door behind him you BLASTED him

“TELL YOUR FUCK DOGS TO LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE YOU HEAR! THOSE SHIT STAINS ARE THE BANE OF MY EXISTENCE AND YOU BETTER TAKE RESPONSIBILITY FOR MY NEW UNIFORM. WHAT IF I TELL THE WHOLE WORLD ABOUT YOUR TWO MISCHIEVOUS EMPLOYEES HUH?? THEN WHAT”

“and why are you telling me this? i’m not their baby sitters” he sneered

ooooo you wanted to punch him. you wanted to punch him reallll bad

“tell them to piss off”

“tell them yourself” he smirked slightly, one arm holding up his other as he motioned behind you

“they’re right behind me, aren’t they”

he nodded.

without missing a beat, you spin around, loaded your leg, and fired your foot right into one of their crotches.

the crowded cringed as the great and mighty leech collapsed into the ground.

now, i’m guessing no one ever informed them of what ‘crotch shots’ were. but now they do. 🤷🏻

and before the other could react or hear his twin hit the floor, you kicked him too.

spinning to azul, you pulled him by his tie as you heard gasping behind you.

“you’re next fuck-tard” pushing him aside, you stormed off as people cleared a path for you.

of course your reign of terror wasn’t over as you punched a column as you passed it. cursing insults at them still before you stalked off towards your lair. (ramshackle)

one would think the octotrio would be out for blood, ready to make you a another name in their records.

but the three of them fell in love.

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#cultural differences #‘oh there’s a kick to this one’#it’s definitely because you’re a girl #twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #azul x reader #floyd x reader #floyd leech x reader #twisted wonderland jade #jade x reader #jade leech x reader

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buckyalpine · 1 year

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Spicy Brownies

18+

High Bucky x reader

Remember Spicy Plants ? Here’s spicy brownies. Welcome to another crack fic.

Imagine the first time Bucky tries edibles. He knew they would hit differently than smoking but he didn’t think much would happen so he had another. Then another. He was a super solider so he’d be fine. So he had one more.

He was fine.

He was totally and completely fine.

“Y/N!”

“Y/N Y/N Y/N!!”

“Oh my GOD!”

You and Steve sat in the living room, giving each other panicked looks hearing Bucky yelling from your shared bedroom. You both sprinted to the elevator and ran down the hall, bursting through the door, unsure of what was going on.

“What is it Buck- oh my god”

“What the hell...” Steve blinked, slowly backing away while you cocked your head to the side, observing a very naked Bucky looking at the mirror.

“He nakeyyyy” Bucky whispered, staring at himself in the mirror wide eyed, cupping his own cheeks in utter shock. “Y/n, there's a naked man in our room”

“uh huh” You snorted, carefully walking over to him while he looked back at the mirror again, nearly yelping.

“HE NAKEY” This time he grabbed your face instead, staring into your soul, hoping you understood the utter severity of the situation.

“Yes bub, it would appear so” You tried to bite back a laugh while he looked around the room, dragging you towards the door.

“Hide” He tugged your wrist, ready to run out of the room.

“Jesus Buck” Steve ran a hand over his face, before grabbing him so he wouldn’t end up sauntering around the living room in his birthday suit. “Oh fuck” Steve shoved Bucky back into the room when he heard the elevator ding, but it had already opened before he could wrestle his friend back into some shorts.

“What’s going on” Tony came through the elevator doors with Sam and Peter in tow, worried about the commotion they’d heard from down in the lab. “We heard screaming-OH” The three of them paused, seeing Bucky staring back at them with a dazed look on his face.

“Good God” Steve managed to drag Bucky inside while he shrieked.

“HE’S GONNA EAT ME” Bucky clung onto the edge of the doorway, while you were in tears in the corridor, absolutely no help at all while Steve managed to stick Bucky back into his briefs.

“Can one of you explain why terminator has his gun and bullets out?” Tony had an amused look on his face while you wheezed, hearing further commotion from inside your room.

“Bucky put down the soap”

“STEVE THERE’S RAINBOWS IN THE BUBBLES LOOK”

“Bucky put down y/n’s blanket”

“But it smells soooo gooooood”

“Bucky, put down y/n’s bag”

“OH MORE SPICY BROWNIES!”

“BUCKY NO”

“BUCKY YES”

“JAMES BUCHANAN BARNES”

“I think he had the brownies I got from the market. One of those brownies. Looks like he had more than one”

Bucky wasn’t willing to wear anything else other than his briefs, his body running warmer than usual and the effects of his spicy snack lasting longer than anticipated. You sat with him in the living room, unable to take your eyes off your adorable goofball of a boyfriend.

Bucky narrowed his eyes at the large golden lab Nat had been babysitting, the large dog brushing by his leg as he happily went around for pets.

“Peter” Bucky grabbed Peter’s face, the hairs on his neck standing up when he felt a paw pat him. “The horse is here”

Peter nearly choked on his water, watching Bucky pet the pup’s head, not making eye contact with him, while still looking off into the distance.

“Mr. Barnes, you watch family guy?”

Buck had already moved on, getting up and making his way over to the kitchen, ripping open a box of pop tarts, stuffing one in his mouth.

“I’ve got a lovely bunch of coconuts” Bucky hummed to himself, swinging his hips side to side, snickering as he felt his coconuts sway side to side with him.

“Is he...is he talking about his...”

“For the love of God, don’t ask”

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regressionschool · 3 months

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Flower Girl

Today felt different for Fae. Daddy seemed both excited and a little nervous in the morning. Normally, he opened the crib lock without any trouble, but today he needed two tries. Fae noticed this change, and it made her curious about what was happening.

After the crib, Daddy dressed Fae in a cute dress and Mary Janes shoes. It was a special outfit, not the usual nakey days at home. Daddy, too, put on a suit, and Fae couldn't help but wonder why they were dressing so nicely today.

With a regressed Fae's curiosity bubbling, she asked Daddy why they were wearing these special clothes. Daddy, with a warm smile, explained that they were going to a wedding. He reminisced about the time when Daddy and Fae had their own wedding, back when Fae was still a big girl.

As they were getting ready to leave, Daddy suddenly realized he forgot something very important. Fae, still curious, didn't know what it was until Daddy lifted her onto the changing table. It turns out Fae needed a new diaper.

Daddy, with a playful grin, changed Fae into a very thick and brightly pink diaper. He commented that every guest at the wedding would be able to see her cute diaper bum underneath her flower girl dress. Fae couldn't help but giggle at the thought of showing off her special diaper.

With the diaper change complete, Daddy scooped up Fae and they headed to the car, both dressed up for the wedding. Fae felt a mix of excitement and a little bit of pride in her adorable diaper.

The wedding they attended was special—it was Daddy's wedding to Fae's old friend Samantha, who would now become her mommy. The ceremony was beautiful, filled with love and joy. Fae, being the mischievous little one she sometimes was, managed to spill some drink on her pretty dress. Daddy, understanding his little girl, allowed her to be nakey for a while.

During the ceremony, Fae, completely oblivious to the fact, messed her diaper. Daddy and Samantha, now her new mommy, exchanged knowing glances but waited until the ceremony was over to address it. After the vows were exchanged, Fae's new mommy lovingly changed her into a fresh diaper.

Now back home in Fae's nursery, the atmosphere was filled with a sense of warmth and familial love. Fae, feeling mischievous and cheeky, couldn't resist teasing Samantha about taping on her diaper a bit crooked. "Mommy Samantha, look at my diaper! You taped it on all crooked," Fae giggled, poking fun at the slightly off-kilter arrangement.

Samantha, smiling at Fae's playful banter, insisted, "Well, sweetie, you know you can call me Mommy now. And despite the crooked tape, your diaper did a great job holding those peepees just fine." Samantha playfully winked at Fae, acknowledging the minor mishap but emphasizing the diaper's functionality.

Fae, still in a teasing mood, couldn't resist adding, "Mommy, are you sure you'll get the hang of diapering me? It's a tricky job, you know!"

Samantha chuckled, "Oh, I'm sure I'll get plenty of practice. Diaper duty every day for my little one!"

#ab/dl diaper #diaper captions #ab/dl caption #ab/dl stories #diaper stories #ab/dl girl #regression school #wetting diaper #diaper bulge #abdreams

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volturissideslut · 9 months

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https://at.tumblr.com/volturissideslut/hi-i-saw-your-asks-were-open-and-was-wondering-if/yi64fqu3q2fp

Hi do you mind if you do the Poly version of this as well if not in understand thank you 💖

𝖁𝖔𝖑𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖎 𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘 (𝕻𝖔𝖑𝖞)

This is the ask where the Volturi kinds have a mate that sleeps naked right?? The link wasn't working on my laptop and it took me a while to figure it out

Good luck getting a singular moment of peaceful sleep if this is you, because there are three of them and one of you and they will argue over who gets to lay by your sides

One time, Caius was feeling selfish and would lay on top of you so that only he could have you, but this is something they all do at least once

It's not that big of an issue to you though, because its like a version of those weighted anxiety blankets that also loves you

You will be cold, no way around it, they quadruple layer up before cuddling you to sleep but they radiate ice temperatures (Seriously, you may as well snuggle an icicle)

You see that first part where i said 'good luck getting a singular moment of peaceful sleep'? Yeah, i'm gonna say that again because on the off chance that they don't get all territorial over who gets to spend time with their naked mate, the one's who lay with you (If they aren't busy, **cough cough** Aro) they're be tossing and turning the whole time

So good luck if you're a light sleeper, because they want you and are too distracted by you to think straight enough to remember that you need sleep (They've been out of the human game for a while now, they don't understand what an acceptable amount is)

"Please, Tesoro, you can stay awake for another hour. You can do it, i need to feel you please" - literally any of them

Caius secretly wants you to sleep nakey in his private studio so he can paint you. There will be two versions made, one to be shown off and bragged about with a blanket covering certain areas, and one for their eyes only if you're comfortable with that.

Every day is a struggle

Aro is personally offended when you take a nap without telling them, or go to sleep without saying goodnight because "Cara mia, why are you depriving me of seeing you?" and needs reassurance you're not mad and was just tired

Marcus would definitely use this as a way to keep you human for longer, because he knows damn well that you're irresistable to all of them and Aro and Caius will hold off on turning you if it means you get to continue this for a while

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animedaddymilkers · 11 months

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╰⊰✿´ walk out nakey challenge

╰⊰✿´ characters: Erwin Smith, Levi Ackerman, Eren Yeager, Zeke Yeager, Reiner Braun

╰⊰✿´tags: nsfw, smut, gn!reader, implied d/s, petnames: darling, brat, babe, baby, sweetheart

╰⊰✿´ summary: you randomly walk out naked to get your s/o's reaction/attention

💖reblogs > likes💖 the gif is too perfect

Erwin is calm, cool, and collected in almost all aspects of life. He's learned to expect the unexpected, but never in a million years would he have thought that when he looked up from his newspaper after you called his name, that you'd be standing there stark naked as the day you were born.

One of his eyebrows quirk upwards, the faintest hint of a smirk pulling at his lips. "Oh? Darling, it seems you've forgotten something this morning," his voice deepens as he teases you. "Forgotten? Is it our anniversary?" You retort, choosing to play innocent as you saunter over, his eyes locked on you the entire time.

The newspaper is quickly forgotten as Erwin favors inviting you into his lap. He's intent on showing you exactly how much your surprise appearance has affected him.

Levi was mulling about in the kitchen, brewing some afternoon tea, while the chocolate biscuits warmed up in the oven. In his own home, he was relaxed and content, his guard being let down around you and the comfortable environment. So, when you walked into the kitchen with your whole ass (and everything else) out in the open, Levi was not expecting that.

"Jesus fucking Christ! Did you shit through all your pants or something? Why the hell are you naked?!" His gaze diverted and looked at anything but you, though the growing bulge in his pants told you everything that you needed to know. You walked closer to him and cooed, only making his heart rate beat faster. "I wanted to surprise you, dear~" Levi let out a shakey breath when you were standing right in front of him, before he steeled his nerves and glared disapprovingly at you.

"Then I suppose I need to remind you how to act properly in the house. Bend over the counter, brat."

Eren is usually preoccupied playing his video games, grinding out the latest level of the latest game. It's just what came with his job of testing new games out. But every time you asked or called his name, the game was happily ignored. This time was no different, really. You entered the room and called his name.

But when he paused the game and looked over to you, he nearly dropped the controller and his headphones. It led to a string of curses falling from his lips as he scrambled out of his gaming chair to stand awkwardly in the middle of the room. "B-Babe! Wha-What's up, huh? What's up with this?" He gestured to your nakedness and you laughed.

"I got a new game for you to try out, 'Ren. Bet you can win the level in five minutes, even." He listened to your every word, captivated and eyes gleaming before he closed the distance between you two. "Five?! Make it two. I'm trying to get the high score, baby." Eren smirked before he leaned in and started kissing you.

Zeke was the brains of the relationship, not because you weren't smart but because you just didn't want to do it. So, he sat at the dining room table doing the taxes for that year, papers strewn about as he tried not to lose his mind. At the same time, you knew he needed a break and that he would refuse a break if you asked in any typical way. So, you padded your feet into the kitchen, wearing absolutely nothing.

Zeke looked up and then back down to the papers before doing a double take two seconds later. He slid his glasses further up his nose to see the sight before him better. "Oh? Well, hello there, pretty thing." He cooed lowly to you and beckoned you closer.

You slid onto his lap, and his arms circled around you, lips already pressing kisses into your bare skin. A break for your dearest had been successfully pinned down, about a moment before you were then pinned down.

Reiner had just finished weeding the garden beds, insisting on keeping them pristine after you had planted them. His determination warmed your heart, but you knew if you didn't do something, he'd continue to keep working outside in the sweltering heat. You went to the backdoor of your secluded farmhouse, and the sound of the door opening had your husband looking towards you excitedly, like a puppy dog.

The sight had him transfixed, and he accidentally broke the tray he was holding. Reiner was quick to throw it in the trash before jogging up the porch steps to stand in front of you. "You look so amazing, sweetheart. Can I touch you?" You know he only asked because of how dirty he was, but you had to admit, the sweat dripping down his chest only made you hotter. You nodded and stepped closer. "Please, touch me." You didn't have to tell him twice.

#aot #attack on titan #shingeki no kyoujin #smut #x reader #not sfw #🎴{queue jutsu}🎴#minors dni #zeke yeager #reiner braun #levi ackerman #erwin smith #eren yeager #zeke x reader #reiner x reader #levi x reader #erwin x reader #eren x reader #gamer boyfriend eren

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thechekhov · 4 months

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do you have any advice on how to start a tumblr for a project (like a fanfic or a comic like yours)? im working on a fanfic of my own, and id like advice from someone who succeeded like you(:

Here's the thing.

I don't think I'm a good candidate for this question because if I'm being honest... the success of the WDAU blog mostly fell to the success of THIS blog.

What I mean is:

When SU started, I had already developed a large enough following to get me relatively ok engagement with my audience because I'd been on tumblr for over 5 years.

When I started to watch SU and draw comics for the fandom regularly, it attracted MORE people to follow me and reblog my stuff.

When I started the WDAU blog, I simply migrated a lot of my SU-interested followers over, and it created a preset of a crowd of people willing to engage with and reblog that stuff.

And that kind of kickstarted the popularity of that blog.

Of course, on tumblr you don't NEED to have that in order to be successful. But my advice boils down not to secret hints, but very common-sense bruce-forth methods. For that I apologize.

Post often. Reblog often. Interact often. Make friends, find common interests. Join a community.

It's not about the follow-for-follow culture, it's about being a consumer in the economy you want to create for. You have to know your audience and you have to give if you want to get. Don't just expect engagement and comments if you, yourself, don't engage or comment.

When you create a blog, name it something that's straight to the point and easy to remember/find.

Tag all the posts consistently. Write a header for what it's about. Invest time in making a nice, eye-catching banner. COMMUNICATE to your audience as clearly as possible.

Post CONSISTENTLY. I don't mean every day. I mean at least once a week, just check in and remain active, even if it's reblogging something.

People appreciate it when you're just there, even if you don't produce chapters/episodes at a breakneck pace. In fact, I don't recommend posting more often than you need to. You're not a machine.

Aside from that.... just... work on your craft I guess? If you have trusted beta readers, ask someone to proofread your work. Try to improve little by little. Remember that no matter how long you write, you will never be a 'perfect' artist or author. Perfection isn't a realistic goal, but baby-step improvements are. :)

PS: why is the breloom in your avatar nakey

#chekhov answers

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httplvki · 1 year

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end was a bit rushed, so i do apologize </3 i’m a bit jet lagged (gn reader, intimate and vulnerable, self indulgent, fluffy, warning ; reader has old self harm scars on biceps, nakey brahms & you, implications on “intimate” things you guys did, brahms kisses your scars)

the first time brahms saw the scars you had on some parts of your body was when you changed out of your clothes in the manor for the first time. he was in the walls observing your every move and scanning your unclothed body for his own perverted pleasure and curiosity until he saw the faint scars on both your biceps and deltoids.

more curious than worried about who or what happened for you to get those scars.

but out of the walls, he could finally touch and observe your body. the aftermath of your first intimate night with brahms led to a short conversation about the scars.

sitting on the bed unclothed and unmasked made you both vulnerable to each other. he gently runs his fingers through the scars on your biceps like you were a fragile porcelain doll.

“who did this to you?” he asks

you hesitate whether or not you should answer, biting back a response you let out either way.

“i did,” you faintly said while avoiding eye contact with brahms

taken aback by your answer, he questions you again

“why?”

silence filled the air for a minute until your breath hitched, and you tried to say something that would clearly answer his question. but alas, you were only able to say three words.

“i don’t know…” stuttered out quietly.

already making it clear to brahms that you weren’t ready to explain in detail. he didn’t say anything to fill the silence in the room that made you dread what was going to happen next.

till brahms gently pushed your body back on the pillows to make you lay down. he makes his way to your right bicep to start slowly running soft kisses on the scars while he lets his free hand gently stroke your other scarred side.

you let out a quiet giggle because of how his beard tickles you when he kisses you. he looks up at you, looking like a puppy wanting to make it’s owner fawn over it. he pulls away and makes it over to your left side to start repeating the same action as he did to your other side.

once he pulled away, you cupped his face with your hands and made him come closer. adoringly looking at him, you began to sleepily kiss his scarred side as a way to repay for the meaningful gesture he did.

comfortable silence fills the room while you drift off into sleep in each other's arms.

#brahms heelshire #brahms the boy #the boy 2016 #brahms heelsire x reader #brahms x reader #brahms x you

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zee-has-commitment-issues · 2 months

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My Favorite Out Of Context Notes From My First Watch Through Of Season 3: *most of these will be spoiler free without context but they are, of course, notes from my first watch through so be aware*

Despite how long this list might seem, this is quite literally only the tip of the iceberg. My initial notes doc is eight pages long and it is entirely gibberish at the moment. You'll get the full list later lol. Enjoy:

WHERE THE FUCK IS WALTER?

THEY X’D ANETTE OH HELL NO

my candle just blew out and I don’t think that’s a good thing.

These came in rapid succession: - Are they about to have phone sex? - Oh my god they’re having phone sex - Jk - Oh homophobia

I am once again asking where the hell Walter is

Fredrika being so depressed because she doesn’t have a cellphone is peak comedy

NO LET THEM FIGHT MORE PLEASE I'M BEGGING

I'm gonna murder someone actually

FIRST WALTER SIGHTING

Malte’s ability to shapeshift into this shitbag needs to be studied

Linda I am begging you to read the room.

BESTIE I AM BEGGING YOU TO FIND ANOTHER HOBBY ANY OTHER HOBBY

OH DAMN OH DAMN ON THEY'RE ON THEIR KNEES FOR EACH OTHER OK THEN

they're nakey

VINCENT SHUT UP

poor dude shaved his head for no reason

Vincent I'm so mad at you but that was kind of a slay

They really said “we might give up because we don’t have dinner” and that is the most privileged accurate thing that could have happened

No ERIK I TRUSTED YOU ERIK I BELIEVED IN YOU ERIK I WROTE A BOOK ABOUT YOU OMG PLEASE I CAN'T OMG NO ERIK PLEASE ERIK

This red, bolded point is the point in which I began to fall into the worst madness of my life because wtf erik

Vincent you can’t be mean and gay and homophobic and racist. I need you to pick a struggle.

NO WILHELM PLEASE FIND ANOTHER HOBBY

The music room is homophobic I can’t take this anymore they couldn’t even get off in there like please

Wilhelm got one good dick and suddenly started liking kids

WHY WOULD YOU TALK ABOUT POISON RIGHT NOW?

on a chair

I hate this I hate this I hate this

I’m convinced they’re reading fanfic at this point I’m not able to think of any other explanation for some of this

THAT'S THE END WTF?!

#young royals #yr s3 #yr s3 spoilers #unhinged zee hours

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gimmethatagustd · 1 year

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WOW I AM LOVING THESE SPOTIFY DRABBLES! idk if you're still taking requests for them? but i'd like to request yoongi and number 29 please. (i want to see other members too but he's my bias so yeah lol)

I got delicious taste, you need a woman's touch in your place / Just protect her and keep her safe / Baby, worship my hips and waist

» pairing: yoongi x f!reader

» wc/date: 755 | December 2022

» warnings: reader is making fun of misogynistic ideas about womanhood/hetero relationships | overuse of "daddy" (as a joke) | nakey nakey

» notes: PLEASE RECOGNIZE THAT THIS IS SUPPOSED TO BE FUNNY. THIS IS A JOKE. I AM A FEMINIST. also i totally get you 😌 min yoongi supremacy 😌

» masterlist | AO3 | send me ur thots 👅

At some point, you decide that your relationship with Yoongi is serious enough that you can be unserious.

The honeymoon phase is long over. You’re perfectly happy to burp the most obscene burps in front of him. There’s no pressure to look pretty all the time (even though Yoongi always insists that you never need to try to impress him). Hell, you’d even asked if you could hold his dick while he peed. (He eventually gave in. It was definitely worth it, and now you maybe have penis envy. No one tell Freud!!)

But sometimes Yoongi needs to loosen up. He’s a great guy, for sure! You adore him. He treats you with love and respect. He’s thoughtful and caring. There’s honestly nothing wrong with him, aside from the fact that maybe he’s a little too good. And you’re a little too mischievous.

Which is why you decide to really give your man a heart attack when he gets home from work.

“Hey, baby, how are y—”

Yoongi’s jaw goes slack and his sentence trails off as if his throat is closing in on itself. You watch him swallow, lips falling open. After a moment he seems to remember that he was in the middle of taking off his blazer. You suppress a laugh as his blazer falls to the floor when he tries to hang it in the front closet without taking his eyes off you.

“Wha-wha-what are you wearing?”

“Oh, I just thought I should play the part since I’m working from home more now.”

“P-Play the p-part?” He furiously tugs at his tie but lets his arm fall limp to his side when you turn to enter the kitchen. You can’t see the way his eyes bug out of his head, but you have an idea of how flustered he is when he starts babbling again. Can you really blame him? All you’re wearing under your apron is a thong.

“What part? Baby. Babe, play what?”

“Shh, relax, daddy.”

“Daddy?!” Yoongi chokes on his next inhale.

You flash your boyfriend a dazzling smile and point at the spread of food on the kitchen table. “I’m just trying to take care of you, daddy. You worked so hard today.”

“No, I didn’t!” he practically screeches. “You know I’m always dicking around at work on Fridays. Fridays aren’t real work days.”

You click your tongue against the roof of your mouth. It’s only slightly difficult to keep your composure while he freaks out. You know he wants to say the right thing, to not be disrespectful. But he’s absolutely devouring you in the most shameful way. Pink cheeks and guilty eyes meet you when you press your fingers into his shoulders, forcing him into the kitchen chair.

“Eat.”

You lean over him and whisper against the shell of his ear. His entire body shudders when you drag your tongue up his earlobe. The sound of his breath hitching when you suck on his skin makes something grow inside your chest. It might be a bit of pride and untamed ego, you’re not sure.

“Baby, what is going on?” The desperation in his voice makes the pressure in your chest grow even bigger. You can’t help but smirk, though he can’t see you.

“I’m your woman, aren’t I? I was made to serve you, daddy.”

Yoongi slams his glass of water back onto the table after having lifted it up to take a sip with a shaky hand.

“Excuse me?”

“You don’t think so?” You drag your lips up his throat, letting your tongue slip out to flick against the goosebumps that raise in splotches across his skin. You’re being unfair and you know it.

The sound that erupts from the back of his throat sounds strangled and heavy.

“Babe, I don’t—”

It’s honestly rather ridiculous, but it gets the desired outcome when you abruptly stick your finger in Yoongi’s mouth. His lips immediately wrap around the digit. He even dares to suck, though you aren’t sure if the action is intentional.

“Hurry up so I can suck your dick while you finish your nightcap.”

The poor guy can barely breathe at this point.

You twist your hips to make sure your ass jiggles as you step out of the kitchen. You’ve got to get away. It’s too difficult to keep a straight face while Yoongi is turning red all over at the table. Once he relearns how to breathe and talk, you’re sure he’ll get back at you somehow. The possibilities make you giddy.

do not copy, repost, modify, or translate any of my work

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lad-liam-1674 · 10 months

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The Outsiders as quotes from my family:

(Some of these are from fics)

Twobit: "Diversitize the eggs, ban egg segregation"

Pony when someone asked how track was: "TOO MANY PENISES IN ONE DAY"

Darry: "What am I looking at?"

Sodapop:"A hampster bussing it down"

Darry:"I was afraid that's what im seeing"

Steve when Dalles won trivia night: “NO WAY THE FUCKING DRUGGED-OUT BARBIE WAS RIGHT!?”

Darry: "Who is Stacey, and why are her balls in this? Im not questioning why stacey has balls; im questioning why stacey’s balls are in the dessert”

Pony while reading: "Why is the baby naked? Put some clothes on. Don't be nakey. *does a little finger wag*"

Twobit: "My liver failed, and i saw heaven"

Sodapop:"We're good it's good it's out of my ass"

Steve: "Who let you have the dildo and why did you put it THERE"

Johnny: "Other people like them for sexual reasons"

Dalles: "mmm tittys"

Mr. Curtis giving the boys the talk:"Doing the do? Making love??? Schlonging?? Having sex?? Whatever makes you comfortable"

#the outsiders #ponyboy curtis #darry curtis #sodapop curtis #dallas winston #two bit mathews #steve randle #johnny cade #quotes

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clown-necromancy · 3 months

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So! I just finished The Adventure Zone: Amnesty. Great season, iconic characters, fantastic. And I was writing a bit of a crack fic when some facts occurred to me.

1. If a human is in Sylvain without a garment made of Sylvan wool, they go into a murderous rage.

2. Aubrey, for a not-insignificant amount of time post-Amnesty, lives in Sylvain with her girlfriend.

Now, these two facts intersect at a very specific spot: How does Aubrey Little get nakey in Sylvain to get it on if she has to be wearing Sylvan wool to avoid becoming a murder lady? I thought about it for a while, and arrived at the concept of the Fuck Socks.

The Fuck Socks would be a pair of Sylvan wool socks which Aubrey owns for the SOLE AND SINGULAR PURPOSE of having something made of Sylvan wool to wear during sex. Her leather jacket is too obstructive, and anyways, she can't wear it all the time.

Now, you may ask yourself "why not a more sex-coded garment, like perhaps a choker or a collar? Perhaps an armband or an anklet? A pair of tasteful stockings, if it must be a leg covering?" And I say NAY! Aubrey Little is a swagless bisexual, and more importantly, she is a swagless bisexual played by one of the McElroy brothers. A collar or a choker is too sane, too conventional, too played-straight. No, Aubrey Little owns a pair of garish wool socks that she wears during sex.

I have spoken to a good friend of mine who shares my affection for this series and he has corroborated these assertions.

For your doodling and fanart needs, for max accuracy, the Fuck Socks were custom made by Aubrey's request. They are bright orange, with one sock saying "FUCK" and the other saying "SOCKS" in dark purple block letters for maximum eye-searing contrast.

Do not tell me you cannot envision Aubrey Little, preparing to strip down for some reason, perhaps for sex, perhaps for adventure, and stopping and declaring "WAIT! HOLD ON! I gotta put on my FUCK SOCKS for this." Do not tell me you cannot hear Clint and Justin howling in the background while Griffin demands that Travis enlighten the table and the viewer alike as to the nature, origin, and rationale of the Fuck Socks. I have given you the words, do not tell me it is inaccurate.

#taz #taz amnesty #the adventure zone #nsft #aubrey little #taz amnesty spoilers

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thelemurinwonderland · 2 years

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You're Not My Papa, Mr. Hunt!

A TWST scenario I thought of a few weeks ago and had to share, where reader is turned into a child and steals Vil and Rook's hearts. Much to his dismay, is that you just want Sam, who you have deemed your Papa. Part Two In Next Post

The smoke cleared, the murmurs and coughs of the other students filled the otherwise silent room. Ace had been stupid enough to not heed your warning and added the herb too soon, resulting in an explosion and you pushing him out of the way to avoid an injury. He stared at the pile of your clothes anxiously, meanwhile Professor Crewel was livid, scolding him for being so careless. What they failed to realize, however, was that you were very much alive and still in the room! Your uniform started moving and making noises, stopping Crewel from continuing his angry lecture (much to Ace’s relief). He looked down at the pile on the floor and saw your hair poke out, then the rest of your… toddler body?!

“Oh thank the Great Seven! I was sure I was going to die, get expelled, or whatever worse thing you can imagine! But here you are, just as a very small, adorable child!” The redhead cried. You sat up in your uniform and glared before feeling a chill. Upon looking down, you realized why you were suddenly so cold: your clothes were still big, much too big for you to wear. You looked up pitifully at the misty eyed professor, who looked as though he wanted nothing more than to scoop you up and take you away.

“I cold and I nakey, help please.” You pleaded innocently, doing your best to cover up and stay warm. “Alright, puppy. I’ll shrink your clothes down for you, don’t worry.” He then turned to Ace. “Go get my puppy’s favorite outfit from Ramshackle! It’s the least you could do to atone for your arrogance.” He said, pointing his whip at Ace threateningly. Ace let out a scared yelp and ran out of the lab, afraid of whatever punishment awaited him. “That’s all for this class. You can use the rest of our usual time to do homework or walk around campus. Run along, pups.” Crewel announced to the rest of the students, who silently cheered and began heading out the door.

The door closed behind the last one, leaving tiny you alone with Crewel. “I never thought you could be so adorable! But, then again, you’re so good in my class, I suppose it makes sense-” “MY HATCHLING!” Crowley’s voice suddenly boomed as he nearly broke down the door in excitement. You jumped at the noise and stared wide-eyed at the headmage, who had Ace in tow. “Trappola told me what happened, I just had to see my little one for myself!” Crowley cried while Crewel shrunk your clothes. You thanked him and clumsily put them on before looking back up at your teachers. “Can see Papa now?” You asked.

Oh you poor child. With those four oh-so-innocent words, you successfully managed to put two full-grown men on their knees and tear up. “But- but I’M your Papa, hatchling/pup!” They said at the same time, resulting in an argument because they seemed to argue about everything, especially when it involved you. You just sighed, walking out of the door to find your Papa. There were no other students in the hall at the time, but several very familiar faces noticed you when you knocked on the door to the lecture hall. You couldn’t get to your Papa without someone taller than you to reach the doorknobs! Epel opened the door and looked around, more than likely assuming it was a ding-dong-ditch.

“Epel, I down here.” You stated flatly. The boy’s eyes widened, quickly snapping his head down to see you. “HOW IN TARNATION DID THAT HAPPEN?!” He yelled, picking you up by the underarms like a stuffed animal. He turned around so the rest of the confused students could see you. It was Azul, Vil, Rook, Cater, and Kalim, all staring at you in complete awe. Your eyes widened when you saw Rook walking towards you. “Down down down down!” You yelled, trying to wiggle out of Epel’s arms. “Oh no no, come here little one!” The blonde cooed, reaching his arms out to pick you up. “No, you not Papa.” You said firmly, shrinking away as best as you could. He seemed taken aback by this, giving you a confused look as he put his arms down. Vil took the opportunity to try his luck, coming in from your blind spot. Epel set you down before he could wrap his hands around your sides, getting a glare from the dorm leader. “‘Scuse me, need to find Papa.” You said, squeezing your body between Epel and Vil and continuing your mission.

The Pomfiore housewarden blinked for a few seconds, staring blankly at the doorway. “Rook, get me the child.” Vil ordered. “Anything for you!” He happily exclaimed, rushing out the door. You heard footsteps behind you and huffed. “Rook, you not Papa.” He chuckled and crouched to be eye level. “But Vil wants to spend some time with you.” He said with a smile. You threw your hands up dramatically and sighed loudly. “Vil’s not my Papa either!” With that, you started walking again, only to be followed once again. You started feeling uneasy, speeding up. “Don’t run from me, I don’t bite.” You looked over your shoulder. “No more following, don’t like it. Just want Papa.” Rook chuckled again, walking a bit faster. With that, you broke off into the fastest baby sprint your tiny legs would allow, the rapid pitter-patter of your feet in the halls quickly being drowned out by Rook’s much heavier footsteps as he gave chase.

You zoomed through the halls, nearly getting caught or tripping in your attempts to lose him. That’s when you saw him, your saving grace, the only person capable of keeping you out of Rook’s reach. Floyd Leech, who was playing hookie as usual, just standing in the hallway on his phone. “FLOYYYYD!” You screamed, catching the eel’s attention. You scooted to a stop and began climbing his leg, pointing to the student chasing you. “HELP!” He looked around until he saw you. “Huh? Tiny Shrimpy needs to get away from the Big Bad Hunter? Well you came to the right guy!” He laughed, picking you up and running away. “COME BACK HERE!” Rook yelled from a still uncomfortable distance.

“So where we headin’, Shrimpy?” Floyd asked, glancing down at you. “Papa’s shop! Hurry!” You replied. “Alrighty then!” the tweel said happily, making his way towards Main Street. Rook was far enough away it would take him a minute or two to catch up, so Floyd stopped and set you down on the pavement, letting you cling to his jacket which was tied around his waist. You had a determined look on your round face, determined to both see your Papa and also to escape Rook.

“Leave them alone, Rook, that baby is on a mission!” Speak of the devil. You heard Deuce call out, turning around to see Rook carefully walking not too far behind you. “Floyd, up!” You said quickly. Your friend complied, running towards Sam’s shop. Rook was closer than he’d been in a while, practically on Floyd’s tailfin (fish puns, yay!). Before Floyd could twist out of the way, Rook managed to get a hold of you. “Got you!” He said, holding you close to his chest before turning to walk away. “FLOYD HELP!” You cried from over Rook’s shoulder. He decided it was more fun to poke at a caterpillar on a nearby tree, a mood swing being far too apparent. You felt tears start to well in your eyes. All you wanted was your Papa, and you were so close to his shop. But now you were going to spend the rest of your day, and possibly the rest of the duration of the spell, in Pomfiore. You started to cry as Sam’s shop got further away, gently smacking Rook’s hand as he tried to comfort you.

“Just wanted Papa, you not Papa!” You wailed. Suddenly, a shadowy hand, or rather, tentacle, wiped a tear from your eye. It then grabbed the brim of Rook’s hat and pulled it over his face, wrapped itself around you, and glided away. You squealed happily knowing Sam’s friends on the other side were helping you, looking over your shoulder one more time to stick your tongue out at the blonde, who was making minimal effort to keep up. How could he do anything else? He’s racing a shadow! Besides, you were almost at the door to the Mystery Shop and clearly ecstatic, why ruin your fun? He hated not being able to do what Vil had asked, but he just sighed and went back up the path to the school.

The tentacle put you down at the doorstep and opened the door, revealing Sam and a few of his other friends from the other side. Other than the small group of supernatural entities, the store was completely empty, a plus to being allowed to roam freely during class! You ran up to Sam and hugged him tightly, squealing “Papa” in sheer childlike excitement. He picked you up and plopped his hat on your head, which almost completely swallowed you. “There’s my little imp! I knew I could count on my friends on the other side.” He laughed as you adjusted the hat so it didn’t cover your eyes. You finally had your Papa, and you were about to make the most of it.

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#twst imagines #twst sam #floyd leech #rook hunt #potion gone wrong #ace trappola #divus crewel #dire crowley

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rosze-v · 2 years

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lavender baths and silver hairs

pairing: Nozel Silva x Reader

synopsis: A slice of Nozel Silva's hair routine

tw: nozel silva’s hair, pretty much everything about his glorious hair, oh and also nakey nakey nozel but its not what you think it is, maid reader

w.c: 1.5k

a/n: Halu! I’ve written this like last two weeks? I finished watching and reading Black Clover for the 126128362 time and I can’t stop wondering who takes care of Nozel’s hair and here we are :D I’m also a bit sad that there’s not much crumbs on Black Clover fanfiction so here is my offering to the fandom! OH ALSOOOOO YOUR GIRL HAS A DRIVER’S LICENSE NOW!! I spend a month and a half learning like crazy and thankfully I got it on first try!!! I’m so happy of this accomplishment and now I can drive a car, though I have to learn how to drive an auto now cause I actually learned how to drive a manual. ANYWAYSSSSSSS, I’ve been rambling like crazy so I hope you have a good read!

You are simply a maid of the House of Silva, a maid that was chosen out of nowhere to be the particular caretaker of Nozel Silva’s hair. Yes, you were nothing more than a maid that takes care of his hair.

What they don’t know is the service you give Sir Nozel is much more than a ‘a maid who takes care of his hair’. When the sun had finish showing it rays of light, it was your time to knock on his door and a quick ‘Come in’ can be heard from the other side of the huge door. Coming in with a tray of Sir Nozel’s hair essentials, you were greeted with a freshly wash and dressed Nozel Silva.

He always look handsome, as simply as compliments could go, you always thought he looks handsome but in these times, when the ray shining softly in his room, the soft smell of soap, strong enough to cover the whole room. You give a gentle, respectful smile while you approach him and in which he exchanges with his own soft smile.

“Excuse me Sir Nozel”. You said as you gently place your hands on his silky, silver hair. Gently, you stroke his hair and through the mirror in front of him, you could see Nozel closing his eyes, relishing in the feel of your gentle hands caressing his head. From the tray you place on top of the dressing table, you took a glass bottle containing Argan Oil, originating from a foreign land beyond the country.

You pour a suitable amount of the oil, not too much and not too little on the palm of your hand and place the glass bottle back. With a slight rub of your hand just to warm it up a bit, you gently brush your hand through his long hair, from his hair line, to the ends of the roots. Many asked what’s the secret to his glorious hair and he always answers with Argan Oil, yet they don’t know these skilled hands of yours, filled with care and love were another secret of it.

Then you slightly crooked your fingers down, scratching his scalp gently which earn you a groan and a sigh. “That felt good”. He muttered with closed eyes as you whisper a thank you, a small smile of relieved is evident on your face. Nozel Silva have always cherished this little routine of his and yours, he loves it so much that every morning, he would wake up on time without fail, wash and dress, wear the finest perfume and patiently wait for the soft knock of yours.

Once you finish rubbing the oil in, you comb his hair and move to stand in front of him. Nozel then open his eyes, piercing purple stares up your eyes and he give another gentle smile. You, time and time again, blush at his actions, he’s an attractive man, what can you do about it. Clearing your throat, you took his hair ornament, a cross fleury and braided his front hair with it. At first you don’t understand why he asked for his hair to be braided like so, its eccentric and you remember gathering the little courage you have to ask him.

“Sir Nozel, why do you braid your like so?”. He stared into your eyes through the mirror as he answers.

“Because I am the Head of House Silva”.

You were new at the time, you didn’t understand his meaning as much but now you do. He’s the very and only Head of Silva, he’s the symbol itself, and it’s a way of him saying that he’s very proud to be called a Silva and to be the very image itself. He is the head of Silva and the Captain of Silver Eagle, both a symbol of grace and strength.

Once you finish braiding his bangs you move to the back once again and reach out for the thick hair balm which you use to style the hair on the side of his head. You then comb the stray hair to be put in place and move back to the front to tidy any other strays. Once you finished you smile proudly at your masterpiece of the day.

“I’m done Sir Nozel.” He nodded as he looks at the mirror, checking out his hair and overall look. With another smile, he nodded again and turn around to smile at you. You took his robe and place it on for him, patting down the material while he stares at you, content at the work you have done today.

Then in the evening, after long, arduous day of missions, handling household affairs and the constant stress as a Captain, he would wait for you in his room yet again, just so he can feel your gentle hands caressing his hair and releasing all the pressure he hold. At times, you would accompany him during his baths, washing his hair and massaging his head and shoulders, those are the days you knew that his day was anything but good. Once Nozel arrived, he called for you to his room.

“I would like a bath today”. You nodded in understanding and went on to the bathroom. You turn on the water, adjusting the cold and hot water using the magic tool. Then you went to the shelf, you pick a lavender smelling oil, a mix of dried lavender flowers and rosemary and a lavender smelling soap. You heard the lavender is a very relaxing scent when you went out the market before and so you bought some of the products and you have waited to introduce the scent to Nozel.

With all the items, you went back to the bath tub. First, you dipped your hand into the water and deem the temperature to be perfect. Then you pour the lavender oil and the herb mixes, dipping your hand again, you move it around to mix it. Once you’re finished you went on and pull the make shift basin for washing Nozel’s hair and pour in the lavender soap.

“What is this amazing smell?”. Your head whipped back and you were greeted with Nozel who’s wearing a bath robe. Your face burns in embarrassment, looking down, you answer him.

“Its lavender scent Sir Nozel, I recently bought it at the market and I thought you would like it”. You play with your fingers as Nozel chuckles and move to stand in front of you, he then picks up your chin, so you could pay attention to him. You breath hitched in your throat as he smile and says.

“That’s very thoughtful of you, I really like the scent. Later on, tell the butler to buy all these lavender items your have bought so I can use them again.” You nodded as he releases your chin from his hands and walk towards the tub. He took off his robe and went into the tub and with a sigh of contentment.

“The temperature feels amazing, you really do know how to cater to my needs”.

“Thank you, Sir Nozel, I’m happy that it fits your standards. May I wash your hair Sir?”. He nodded as you pull the basin closer to the end of his head. You gently pull his hair and place it inside the basin. You let his hair soak a bit and then gently you dab some water at his hairline to wet it a bit. Nozel was closing his eyes the whole time, his pale skin getting a bit pinkish, possibly due to the water’s temperature. You rub the soap into his hair and gently massage his scalp, which earn you a grunt of satisfaction.

After a while, you change the water of the basin and wash off the soap out of his hair. You then asked him to sit up straight which confuses him.

“Excuse me Sir Nozel”. You place the both of your hand on his bare shoulders as you start your massage at the base of his neck. Your thumb move down to stroke the blades of his shoulder, Nozel’s breath hitched in his throat because that hit the spot, it felt amazing in his opinion. You continue your massage throughout his back, earning you groans and sighs.

“I think I’m done now Sir. I shall call your attendants to dress you up.”

“That was amazing you know. Where did you learn such craft?”. Nozel asked as he wiggles his shoulder, refreshed now that the knots on his back are gone.

“Before I become to maid of the house, I actually work along with my mother as a travelling healer. We learn the crafts of masseuse from a traveling healer as well.”

“Ah, I see, no wonder you’re good with your hands. Thank you for today”. You nodded and thank him, bowing a bit as you move out to call for his attendants.

Nozel, who was still in the tub let his mind wander on you. He was really satisfied of your works and what warms his heart more is the fact that you actually bought the lavender with him in your thoughts. Perhaps, he was grateful to find a gem like yours whom he could share silent comfort and ease just by having your presence around him and your hands working on him.

Or perhaps, there was a flame lit from a single match at the mere thought of you. Hopefully, he’ll learn to know what exactly is you in his life.

#nozel silva x reader #silva nozel x reader #black clover x reader #black clover #nozel silva #fluff #cozy nozel #nozel hair #rsz.w

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novankenn · 10 months

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Custom Made Order

Emerald and Mercury watched slack jawed as Cinder started packing. They had no reference as to why their leader was suddenly shoving her clothes into her suitcase with reckless abandon.

Emerald: Cinder, is something wrong?

Cinder: (Over her shoulder without looking.) Is something wrong, she asks. Of course, something's wrong! If that Valkyrie girl is to believed...

Emerald: Can you...

Cinder: It's an asinine idea. A bad fan fiction plot device is what it is... but I saw it... or her... or it... doesn't matter.

Mercury: Boss, you're kind of not making any sense.

Emerald: What happened?

Cinder: (Turns to face her two subordinates) Start packing, because we are not staying here where people get gender swapped and then turned into monster women.

Mercury: Huh?

Emerald: What?

Cinder: Nikos' partner apparently was transformed into a girl, and that girl magically became a fucking spider-woman! We are leaving.

Mercury: Say what now?

Emerald: That makes no sense.

Cinder: I KNOW! But I saw her... it... her... whatever. Point being... we... are... out... of... here. Pack. Now.

/=/

Jaune: EEP!!! UMPH!!!

Nora: Got you!

Velvet: Get back her Coco!

Coco: No! She's going to eat me!

Jaune: ALL NIGHT LONG ADEL! ALL NIGHT LONG!

Velvet continued down the hallway in pursuit of the fleeing form of Coco as Nora released her grip on Jaune, and with a huge smile held out the "liberated" lab coat she had been carrying.

Jaune: Nora?

Nora: Never pegged you as an exhibitionist fearless leader!

Jaune: What... (looks down and turns instantly cherry crimson red) AAAAAAAIIIIIIIEEEEEEE!!!!!!

Nora: Not that I'm one to judge. (Leans forward, wiggling her eyebrows) But just between you and me... (Jaune snatches the coat and attempts to cover herself.) when no one is around... I'm totally nakey ion the dorm room...

Jaune starts to whine and cry as she struggled to situate the coat to cover all her exposed bits, while growing more and more embarrassed at the looks she was noticing from onlookers.

Nora: It's okay, Jaune-Jaune. So what if people have videos and pictures of you in the buff. You have nothing to be ashamed about, even if they are definitely going to be spanking the monkey or shucking the oyster as soon as they get back to their dorms...

Jaune starts to ugly cry and hyperventilate.

Nora: ...that's on them and not you. I wonder where Pyr-Pyr got to?

/=/

Pyrrha groaned as she woke up. Sighing, she attempted to move and found she couldn't. Her emerald eyes snapped open, and one quick look down confirmed what she thought. She was strapped down... but she couldn't figure out why she was in a thin plain while silk gown instead of her beacon uniform, and why the room which she was assuming was one of the examination rooms from the infirmary was so... shadowy.

Pyrrha: Excuse me? Is anyone there? I think there has been a mistake?

????: There has been no mistake, Ms Nikos.

Pyrrha: Hello? You sound familiar... Doctor?

Doctor Anabelle: How are you feeling? Nothing hurts? And you can just call me Anna.

Pyrrha: I feel fine, but why all this.... AAAAIIIIEEEEE!!!!

Anna: Please stop struggling, Ms Nikos.

Pyrrha: What are...

Anna: My mistress has long had her eyes upon this world. So much power being allowed to stagnate, and wither away... but now that her avatar has appeared it is time.

Pyrrha: (struggling but getting nowhere) Please...

Anna: Do not be afraid, Ms Nikos... you are but one of a very few chosen by me...

Pyrrha: (Still struggling) Chosen? For what? Why?

Anna: Lloth will take this world soon, but her avatar is at risk...

Pyrrha: You mean Jaune?

Anna: Yes. Jaune. She is the very manifestation of Lloth's beauty and power. But she is newly awakened, she is vulnerable... she needs protectors, guardians. She will require guidance and companionship...

Pyrrha: (stops struggling) Companionship? As in?

Anna: (Grins seductively) Yes. Interested?

Pyrrha: I'd be lying if I wasn't... but there's the... um... you know...

Anna: She is in her true form. Perfect in resemblance to our Queen... how can you now find that alluring? Beguiling?

Pyrrha: Um... spiders, I'm not a fan. They creep me out.

Anna: Really.

Pyrrha: Really, really.

Anna: So even if Lloth can grant you Jaune you...

Pyrrha: (Blushing) Well, as fun as it would be to get smothered by Jaune's boobs... I want babies... his babies... lots of his babies...

Anna: I see.

Pyrrha: Sorry?

Anna: Think we can forget about all this?

Pyrrha: I...

Anna: I can give you fertility idols that will make sure he knocks you up each and every time.

Pyrrha: You have things like that?

Anna: Lloth can offer many gifts... to the faithful.

Pyrrha: ...

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