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thefoolishone666 · 1 day

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Kickin Chicken once said

@hiwelcometothemonstersancturary gave me the go to do this, which is mistake one for them, so here is my go at giving them what they encouraged while I pray it works well. And if not...well I at least tried.

* (Refering to Bobby) She is called Captain Heartbeat cause she will squeeze love out of your heart...and blood, but mostly love.

* (After speaking pr-bt for a 2 minutes) You ever forget your first language?

* Mods, take their swimming privileges away and put them in the pool.

* I would go evil, but I am going to follow dad's steps of being good...plus I saw they went shoe shopping so...

* What do you mean I can't seduce myself!?

* (Loud thud off Camera) PERCEPÇÃO DE PROFUNDIDADE!

* Our ship has a pool, an omelet bar, tons of rooms for you to sleep in, one would say that is a cruise, to which I say, fair, but have you seen the plank, cause I am about to get you real familiar with it.

* I heard some demons were touched starved. I got more than enough buckshot to help with that.

* Bubba, reading chat: "Kickin isn't the sharpest knife in the group," Well that is rude...

Kickin: I did eat packing peanuts when I was younger to be fair.

Everyone in room:

Kickin:...Wait is this new information for you?

Everyone: YES!?

* Wonder how many people come on to see me stream thinking "Oh hey, the voice actor for Kickin does streaming," or "Hey is this the official channel for the Smiling Critters show?" And they just come in on me saying something like, "I HAVE BUILT A TO SCALE JOLLY ROGER WITH POPSICLE STICKS!"

* Hey Theo, it's you! (Gets empty bottle thrown at head) Ow.

* White is the color of evil, cause nothing exists in it! Delight taught me that!

* I would cry, but I am too dehydrated to do such a thing. (Goes to drink some water, pauses, puts water bottle back down)

* It is always funny to see people react to my complete indifference to horrible stuff.

* I needed to find a way to get a gambling addiction, so I thought space could have the answer.

* (Seeing Bubba being affected by the blue screen) Bubba, I know you always wanted to become the one thing I love, but this is ridiculous!

* I am just saying revenge is amazing, ok? Yeah, you gain a tremendous amount of regret sometimes, but it is amazing.

* Cool motive bro, still murder!

* (In response to Angel giving them food) It hasn't been that long since I started streaming, it has only been...5 hours...

* This is my favorite bird. (Holds up middle finger before pointing to self) It is the chicken.

* (Wearing VR) The future is today!...I might need it adjusted though.

* Does dying take away time away from my vacation days?

* IT IS ALL A CONSPIRACY TO END ME! IF NO ONE EVER HEARS FROM ME AGAIN, IT IS CAUSE THEY KILLED ME, CHOPPED ME UP, AND FED ME TO THE WOLVES DANG IT!

* Fursuits are getting so good you can now subject yourself to your own form of trauma to fuse into it. Brought to you by Playtime.

* I have seen the internet and honestly, have seen worse. Which is saying alot.

* (Looks at Candy Cat in his lap before looking at camera)...Help. me.

* Theo: You finally did it! Did it help when you imagined it was me you were fighting?

Kickin: Not at all...worked when it was Dogday though.

Dogday: WHAT DID I DO?

Kickin: Hell if I know. As long as it works though.

* (Playing I Expect You to Die, dies trying to do an action pose)...(Starts singing the James Bond theme notes)

* (Reacting to "Unnecessary Feelings") Bubba, I was promised a crime drama, not a reminder that no one in this house knows how to feeling well, including us!

* I would boop you, but I don't want a pirate hook this early in my character development.

* William then preceded to commit several hours of joy, on at least an entire classroom of kids to learn why death does.

* You can have one hit Hoppy...Ah não, ela tem uma cadeira!

* Don't worry, I won't hurt you, I am just going to turn into a nuke to fall on you.

* (Stares at camera while winding music box)

* Chica, you wouldn't hurt your brother, would you? Or would you want me to be you and Foxy's kid, whichever makes you more merciful on me.

* I am here to break the stereotype that parrots can only be pirates and no other reasons at all.

* (Refering to how much money he has in game) $60!? I can finally afford 1 AAA video game! (Pulls up Balan Wonderworld steam page) I am going to buy this one guys!

* Kickin, coming into Crafty's stream: You mind if I borrow a picture.

Crafty: Uh sure...Why?

Kickin, taking one of the monsters: A reminder.

Crafty: A reminder of what?

Kickin: Of who in this family is an actual threat. (Leaves without elaboration)

* Don't make fun of me, I will cry will I beat you up.

* We don't even own a game cube, I just want to find a copy of Skies of Arcadia to display.

* When you get into a certain mindset for so long, it is so jarring to have to go into a different line of think, like you just suddenly ask, "Wait I don't have to ration this sandwich for the entire year?"

* WHY DID I LET THEO TALK ME INTO PLAYING THIS!?

* I am still surprised I recovered so well from all of that.

* What would the others do without me? Minus not having a heart attack everyday.

* I SURVIVED THAT FACTORY FOR OVER 10 YEARS, I WILL NOT LET A SLIDING PUZZLE DEFEAT ME!

* Have good night everyone! I don't remember how I end these...I will make you walk the plank! No, that is not it...

#is it clear I used Google translate cause I don't know the language?#i am very sorry for that #poppy playtime #smiling critters #au #smiling critters arg #smiling critters poppy playtime #kickinchicken #poppy worldwide

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pupcha · 3 months

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Wow, I'm alive ☠️

Let's start with sketches with Barnaby, because he's a cool guy

Then, i remind you that i really love Howdy, so there are a lot of sketches with him 🤭🤭🥄 (in fact, i have a lot more of them, but i can't show them here). i'll say a few headcanons about the second two sketches!! i think Howdy cooks well because when he looked after his younger siblings or nephews, they needed to be fed. His signature dish is vegetable soup!! It is useful, nutritious, not very difficult, cheap, and you can also feed a large number of people with this soup

In my mind, Beta!Wally is quite an interesting and slightly slippery type. I would paint all my headcannons on him, but I won't. I'll just say that he's trying to look perfect, and he's also more of a poet than just Wally, who's an artist

I also apologize for the fact that I was gone for almost TWO MONTHS ( ﾟ□ﾟ) actually, I have a lot of work, but I can't exhibit half of it here, and I think about the other part that it's unworthy to be here 😔🥄🥄

aaand two sketches for @//clownsuu

I laugh awkwardly at the second sketch.... huh

#I repeat #FORGIVE ME FOR COMING HERE SO RARELY #I would love to invite everyone to my telegram channel but there is a lot of personal stuff there 😔😔🥄#Well I hope you're doing well!!#Don't forget to sleep well and eat well as drink water #(don't be like me. I always forget to do it and then I live like a vegetable)#welcome home #sketches #howdy pillar #wally fanart #beta wally #welcome home wally #welcome home barnaby #barnaby b beagle #barnaby beagle #human wally darling #human howdy pillar #welcome home mob au #mob howdy pillar

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i-drop-level-one-loot · 8 months

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Overprotective!Yandere X GN!Reader

Women in the office gawked at Theo as he walked by, shamelessly refusing to peel their eyes from the Adonis who walked among them. With dark wavy hair that framed his beauty mark speckled face and droopy emerald eyes always set into a warm smile, he was model material, yet refused to believe it. Theo was kind to everyone he spoke to, but no one could gain his full attention, and affection. That was reserved for his one and only best friend ❤️

❤️ Theo who was Reader's best friend since kindergarten

💀 Every life path Reader took, Theo took as well. They were his best friend, he just happened to have the same interests as Reader!

❤️ Besides, he didn't go to the same college as them and got into the same company in the same sales department just because he was good at numbers like Reader... he also needed to protect them!

💀 Reader was always a hard worker, they would often forget to eat meals while working overtime and would only sleep two hours a night if Theo wasn't there to gently keep them on track

❤️ And despite everyone referring to Reader as a cynical workaholic, Theo knew deep down that they were far too trusting

💀 Remember that girl in grade four who confessed to Reader at recess? Reader turned her down far too kindly! They made her think it was actually okay to be friends! Thank goodness Theo was there to threaten the kid to stay away protect his best friend from that weirdo

❤️ People often mistook the pair of besties for a couple, and that was just ridiculous!

💀 Yeah, the idea of Reader calling Theo their husband, kissing Reader's forehead each and every night, and instead of just tucking them into bed joining them in their shared bed made his heart clench in a funny way... they were just friends!

❤️ Just friends that were also roommates. The economy is terrible right now, just because they make enough money to live alone, didn't it make more sense to live together and save money?

💀 And Theo enjoyed cooking nutritional meals for his best friend! No instant ramen for Reader while Theo's around!

❤️ No, it wasn't jealousy whenever someone started hitting on Reader, he was just worried for them!

"Don't you think Jackson's a bit... creepy?" Theo asked his buddy while prepping dinner one night. Reader glanced up from their work laptop only briefly.

"Why do you say that?"

"Ah, I don't mean to sound rude! I'm sorry.. I just overheard him saying something pretty gross about Mrs. Kim.."

Jackson had asked Reader to grab a drink with him sometime just the other day, and he seemed like a genuinely kind dude. But Reader trusted Theo with their life, and wouldn't question anything he ever said, believing their best friend was simply incapable of lying. Reader grunted and went back to work, and Theo knew by that sound his bestie wasn't going out with Jackson anytime soon.

💀 Theo who could never admit to anyone, not even himself, that his relationship with Reader wasn't a healthy "friendship"

❤️ Convincing himself that his actions were completely normal things for friends to do was almost a full time job

💀 Sometimes he watched Reader sleep, admiring how their eyelashes fluttered as they dreamt ensuring that they were actually sleeping and not sneaking onto their computer

❤️ And breaking down into full blown hysterics when Reader doesn't text him back is just because he's so worried for them

💀 Reader always saw the error in their ways though, apologizing profusely when they finally came home from grocery shopping and seeing the results of forgetting to charge their phone

❤️ It was an especially hard day when Theo had to cut off his own mother. She said Theo was codependent on Reader! Reader doesn't know this though, they just heard that Theo's mother was criticizing their friendship

Reader was stopped at the front door, Theo draping his large frame over his best friend, his large eyes watering. "Please don't leave, (Reader)."

They sighed, wriggling an arm free to mess with Theo's hair. "The fridge is almost empty, dude."

"But it's raining outside!" Theo raised is voice unintentionally as he began to panic, spiraling into an anxiety attack. "What if you get sick? Please just stay home, I can order take out. Let's go shopping tomorrow!"

"Theo.."

"Please!" A sob choked out of the man as he seemingly lost his strength, collapsing against Reader as he stained their jacket with his tears. "I just want to keep you safe!"

Reader gave in, as they always did, guilt stabbing at their heart until they could calm Theo down and convince him they weren't leaving.

Even if Reader never fell in love with Theo, the man would be content just to be by Reader's side, forever being their one and only best friend. As long as he could continue protecting them, from bad dates conspiring to ruin Reader's life, from management that continuously accepted Reader's overtime volunteering, and from Reader's own silly bad choices... Theo was happy.

#yandere x reader #yandere oc #yandere #yandere drabble #tw manipulation #not proofread #yandere best friend #platonic yandere

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theambitiouswoman · 11 months

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Hygiene tips

Wash your hands thoroughly with soap and water for at least 20 seconds, especially before eating, after using the restroom, after coughing or sneezing, and after touching public surfaces.

Carry a hand sanitizer with you. Make sure the sanitizer contains at least 60% alcohol and rub it over your hands until dry.

When coughing or sneezing, cover your mouth and nose with a tissue or your elbow to prevent the spread of germs. Dispose of used tissues immediately.

Refrain from touching your eyes, nose, and mouth as much as possible, as these are entry points for germs into your body.

Take showers or baths regularly to keep your body clean and fresh. Use soap and water to thoroughly cleanse your body, paying attention to areas like armpits, feet, and groin.

Brush your teeth at least twice a day for two minutes each time, using fluoride toothpaste. Don't forget to clean your tongue, and replace your toothbrush every three to four months.

Keep your nails short and clean to prevent the buildup of dirt and bacteria. Use a nail brush to scrub under your nails regularly.

Regularly clean and disinfect frequently touched surfaces in your home, such as doorknobs, light switches, countertops, and electronics. Also, keep your living space well-ventilated.

Wash your clothes, bed linens, and towels regularly, following the manufacturer's instructions. Use the appropriate water temperature and detergent to ensure proper cleanliness.

Avoid sharing personal items like towels, razors, toothbrushes, or makeup.

Practice good food hygiene by washing fruits and vegetables thoroughly before consumption. Cook food to the appropriate temperature to kill harmful bacteria, and refrigerate leftovers promptly.

Keep your surroundings clean: Regularly clean and disinfect commonly touched surfaces such as doorknobs, light switches, phones, keyboards, and remote controls. This helps eliminate germs that may be present on these surfaces.

Maintain clean and healthy feet: Keep your feet clean and dry to prevent fungal infections. Wash your feet regularly, dry them thoroughly (especially between the toes), and wear clean socks and well-fitting shoes.

Ensure that the water you use for drinking, cooking, and personal hygiene is clean and safe. If necessary, use water filters or boil the water before use.

If possible, use a shower filter.

If you are sexually active, use barrier methods (such as condoms) to protect yourself from sexually transmitted infections. Get regular check-ups and screenings as recommended by healthcare professionals.

Take care of your mental well-being by managing stress, getting enough sleep, engaging in regular physical activity, and seeking support when needed. Good mental health is essential for overall well-being.

Sleep with aloe vera on your face to help with scars and acne.

Massage your body with oils and lotions after shower or before bed.

Eat greek yogurt to help fix PH balance, acne and odor in your private area.

Wear cotton based underwear.

Do not treat your body like a trashcan.

To smell good during the day:

Regular bathing helps remove sweat, dirt, and odor-causing bacteria from your body.

Apply antiperspirant or deodorant to clean, dry underarms to control sweat and odor.

You can also use baking soda and lemon to get rid of under arm odor.

Put on freshly laundered clothes each day. Clean clothing helps prevent the buildup of odor-causing bacteria and keeps you smelling fresh.

When choosing clothes, opt for natural fibers like cotton or linen, which allow air to circulate and help wick away moisture from your body. Avoid synthetic materials that can trap sweat and lead to unpleasant odors.

Brush your teeth at least twice a day, floss daily, and use mouthwash to maintain fresh breath. Don't forget to clean your tongue as well.

Apply a pleasant fragrance, such as perfume or cologne, sparingly. Avoid excessive application, as it can be overwhelming to others. Focus on pulse points like the wrists, neck, or behind the ears.

Keep your feet clean and dry to prevent foot odor. Wash your feet daily, dry them thoroughly (especially between the toes), and wear clean socks and well-ventilated shoes.

Regularly brush your tongue, as it can harbor bacteria and contribute to bad breath. Visit your dentist regularly for check-ups and cleanings.

Drink plenty of water throughout the day to flush out toxins from your body. Staying hydrated can help prevent the buildup of odors.

Certain foods, such as garlic, onions, and spicy dishes, can contribute to body odor. Pay attention to your diet and make choices that minimize strong odors if you are concerned about smelling good.

Keep a small travel-sized deodorant, wet wipes, or refreshing body spray with you to freshen up during the day, especially in hot or humid weather.

Ensure your clothes, towels, and bed linens are washed regularly. Use a detergent with a fresh scent to keep them smelling clean.

Spray perfume on your brush or use natural oils that are safe for your hair.

Wipe front to back to avoid infections. Use toilet paper then wipes.

moisturize your skin.

When washing your hair, make sure you are using products that clean your hair without drying it out.

Keep feminine wipes with you.

#hygiene tips #healthy living #health and wellness #womens health #womens health and fitness #personal hygiene #level up journey #levelupjourney #clean aesthetic #clean girl #glow up tips #glow up #high value woman #self care #beauty tips #health tips #healthy lifestyle

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amaranthineghost · 5 months

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ahh!! i think i speak on behalf of a lot of people when i say i need a part two, because that was so amazing and so beautifully written 🫶🏻🫶🏻

| I CAN'T NOT HAVE YOU, I'LL TRAVEL THE SOLAR SYSTEM TO MEND OUR STARS ( lando norris. ) |

ꕥ pairings: lando x reader

ꕥ parts: 1

ꕥ tagging: @gulphulp

ꕥ summary: they hadn't seen each other in months after their breakup, which left them in more misery than they thought. because now they'll do anything to make it work.

ꕥ authors note: I've been planning this in my head while writing the first part to this and i really like how this came out! going to work on christmas imagines and also finish up a request that I've been meaning to write!

ꕥ warnings: smut (at the end if you don't want to read that part), heavy angst (wanted to break some hearts), mentions of alcohol abuse and heavy drinking, mentions of eating struggles. not proofread the end.

IT'D BEEN MONTHS. months since he last abandoned her in their old apartment. since he drove off in his mclaren, punched the rearview mirror because he couldn't take it. to this day, he regretted it with every fiber of his being. he tried to convince himself for days on end, it was for the better. but was it really?

he was struggling. he couldn't sleep properly, staring at the dark ceiling, feeling beside him in the bed for another warm body, breaking his heart more every time he reminded himself that she wasn't here. it was cold.

it was cold despite the blistering summer heat of monaco, windows open to let in the heat. max swore at him every time because despite being rich, he was letting out cool air. but lando couldn't stand the cold. without her, his heart was frigid.

it worsened as the months grew colder and races passed him by. he was peforming fine, for now, but he'd reach his limit soon enough.

he hated when the air got bitterly frozen because this year, he wouldn't have her. he wouldn't have the heat that radiated off her to keep him warm.

he'd waste himself away with alcohol to forget the memory of leaving her. it turned his stomach in knots everytime to think of her watching him leave because they didn't know what to do to fix them. he wish he knew, he should've.

more often than not, he'd spent his nights on bathroom floors of the club, puking his guts out into the toilet, or sitting on the kitchen floor belonging his temporary roommate, max fewtrell. he sat against the tiled floor and wooden cabinets with a half-emptied bottle in his hands, tears on his face.

he'd sit there for hours, wasting away with every sip burning at his throat. he hated alcohol, but it was the only way to cope because he didn't want to remember any moment without her.

when he was nearly passed out on the floor, max would drag him up by his arms, forcing more than a few glasses of water down his throat. he'd grown familiar with his friend's new sulking.

max threw him on the guest room bed he didn't bother to make because he was miserable. he made it everyone's problem then. he'd leave his passed out friend a concoction of medicines to help with the hangover, he'd gotten used to this routine for the past couple of months.

when lando would stumble his way down the stairs, hands wrapped in his curls with a splitting pain through his head and a grimace on his face, all max would comment is "well, aren't you a pitiful sod."

lando rolled his eyes, groaning at the pain as he did so, sitting on a chair at the table across from his best friend, cringing at the resemblance of dinners with his girl—who wasn't even his anymore.

"jesus, mate, maybe you do need an intervention." he'd push his bowl of oatmeal towards lando, watching the expression on his face closely.

"I'm fine."

"clearly not," max scoffed, "mate, it's great havin' you here, but y'need to sober up."

"I will."

"you've said that last month, and the month before that, and the month before that." he shook his head, "I don't even get why you guys broke up."

lando groaned, rubbing his fingertips to his temple and chugging the water before he spoke, "it wasn't working out, 'ts for the best."

"for the best? are you kidding me?" he scoffed his friend's words, he couldn't believe what he was hearing.

to max, breaking up was for the worst. he could tell lando was in misery, and he'd guess she was the same, maybe worse. maybe he didn't know much, but he knew enough to know that they were meant for each other.

"I'm not kidding," he muttered, pushing the oatmeal around the bowl, his spoon clinking against the sides, "besides, we tried to fix it, 'n it didn't work."

he paused, "fix it 'ow?"

lando rolled his eyes, feeling the consequences of his actions through his head, mumbling under his breath, "we went out to eat."

"you're jokin' me?" he leaned forward, a look of disbelief and disappointment on his face, "you went out to eat? how's that goin' to solve anything?"

lando shrugged again, refusing to look max in the eye as he pushed the mush around in his bowl, picking out the bits of fruit throughout.

"you're a real geezer, y'know that?" he sighed deeply, leaning back into the stool as he sat looking at his idiotic friend, "it was a perfectly salvageable relationship, mate, and you just threw it away." he shook his head, his arms crossed against his chest as he leaned his head on one hand.

"you gonn' call me a muppet next?" he aggressively bit into the small strawberry.

"might as well because you're acting like one. now why did you break up with her?"

"she broke up with me." he quietly corrected him, though it didn't seem to shed light on the fact that they didn't try as much as they thought they did.

"then fight for your relationship!" max exclaimed, throwing his hands up in response, "did you ever talk about what was wrong?"

"we didn' have time to," lando admitted, "and we didn't know what to do." he pushed aside the bowl, having barely touched the food residing in it. it's gone cold now, just like him.

"make the time!" he suggested, jabbing his finger into the counter to make a point, "when was the last time you were alone together?"

"when we had dinner together."

max groaned, shoving his face into his hands, rubbing his closed eyes on his palms. lando was starting to give him a headache, "when was the last time you were alone together, no people, no cameras, no fans, just you and her doing something?"

"i 'ont know."

"jesus, man." his voice muffled into his skin as his face remained in his palms because of the idiocracy of his friend.

"well, what do you suggest i do then, max?" lando's tone got seemingly more aggressive and annoyed, the volume of his voice raising slightly.

"actually spend time with her! take her on holiday!" he suggested, matching energies.

"mate, I can't just ask her after months of not speakin'," lando's stool pushed against the floor as he stood up, he was agrivated. he harshly grabbed the bowl with the cold food and shoved it in the sink.

max turned in his seat, "right, so just give up and go back to drinkin' then?"

lando ignored the comment, it infuriated him because max was right. if he didn't find the solution to his problem, he probably would go back to getting blackout drunk. all in hopes that'd help forget his misery

he leaned against the sink with his arms, his head hung between his inner biceps with his eyes closed, taking deep breaths before asking, "how should I ask her then?"

"you truly are a muppet."

"christ, just help m'out here!" lando pleaded because he couldn't take it anymore. he'd been losing himself to however many bottles of alcohol that'd stacked in the bin and the amount of over-the-counter drugs he'd force down his burned throat. all to forget what seemed like an impossible fix, but all he needed was another person. just because they didn't know what to do doesn't mean others wouldn't.

and of course max would help. he just had to give lando a hard time for screwing up so badly because he would've never expected him to show up at his front door midday, stumbling drunk and muttering slurred phrases about her.

his first thought when he saw his disoriented friend was to wonder if something had happened, the obvious answer being, obviously. because lando barely drank. max knew how much he couldn't stand the taste and chasing burn so it wasn't often you'd catch him drunk, much less to this extent.

he knew it had to involve his girlfriend by the here-and-there words he could decipher from the rest, but he couldn't expect to get the full story from the utter nonsense his friend spewed.

it wasn't till morning max discovered the extent of lando's stupidity.

" 'ts your relationship," max sighed, "and you realize she might not be so accepting to see you."

it hurt to think about. he didn't know what was worse, for her to be in such misery like himself or for her to not want him back. his stomach tied itself in knots to even think about, but he was the one who left her in the first place.

"yeah, I know."

he was lost without her. everything seemed so meaningless without her by his side, though she hadn't been for months, even when they were together. but the idea of her presence somewhere in his vicinity was all he needed.

she was like a drug he tried so hard to quit because it seemed to be getting him no where. but he was addicted. all he thought about when he wasn't drunk was her. every single dollar wasted on booze was drank to forget her. the lack of her in his life.

so when he showed up at her doorstep, it was more than just a shock. she'd opened the door, the last thing she expected was to see him, standing with an expression that seemingly matched hers. the smell of booze wafting from his clothes and the bittersweet smell of his cologne she had long forgotten about. smelling it again brought back everything she tried to learn to forget about him.

she wanted to be mad, to push and kick him away, but she'd been waiting for months for him to reappear into her life. for him to come back to her, the anticipation built in her body every time the door bell echoed off the walls, or knocks that pounded against the door.

but instead she slammed the door almost immediately, and he didn't blame her. how could he when he'd been the one to leave. because on the other side of that door, her heart was pounding.

she'd been wanting to see him for so long, so badly wanted him back in her life, but what if they made the same mistakes? she couldn't take losing him a second time because she'd already lost most of herself when he drove away the first time.

because she'd watched her future slip through her fingertips and there wasn't anything she knew that would make her catch it.

she knew she was to blame for breaking them up. it was for the best, she told her guilty conscience, but it didn't change the heart-wrenching want to have him back.

she'd spent months in the cocoon she made of their cold bed, ultimately settling on his side to feel closer to him. but what was the point? he hadn't slept in that bed in months, the sheets that reeked of him faded, and even more so when he left her, for at the time she thought, forever.

"love, please," he pleaded against the door, his forehead against the cold metal, "I screwed up, but please, let me fix this, us."

she hesitated. she knew she was the type to let people who hurt her back into her life so easily, as if nothing happened, but she was the one who forced him out. she knew that.

so when the door creaked open, he pushed himself away from the door as fast as lightning. her doe eyes peaking around, staring at his chest before they found their way to his face. he'd changed. he looked tired, unkept. she'd be lying if she said she looked the same as she did months ago because she honestly looked worse than him.

because being apart brought out their worst qualities in themselves that they'd helped the other through, but it resurfaced.

when he'd gotten a good look at her, he realized she definitely wasn't the same girl she was months ago. he'd notice the dark circles under her eyes, half-lidded and puffy, begging for sleep. the oversized hoodie he left her, though surprisingly clean, was well-worn by her. through the baggy cloth, he could tell her physique was slimmer, he felt nauseous.

she couldn't stand the silence between them even when they lived the last months of their relationship filled with it. they were both hurting and they both knew it, but they'd assume the other would be the one to patch it up. that's where they messed up, they seem to do it a lot.

"so why now are you here?" she'd cut through the silence with a butter knife, sawing back and forth as she stumbled where she stood. she struggled to keep her balance, lack of energy will do that to you.

"I realized how much of an idiot I was," he stepped closer, bringing his hand to hers, pressing her fingers between his. he trailed the pads of his fingertips down her hand and to her wrist. he'd latch on, caressing the soft skin, he'd remember the feeling.

"but I was the one who broke you with you."

he didn't mean it like that, to insinuate that she was the idiot for breaking them up because in no way did he blame her. he put the blame all on him for not fighting for them.

" 'nd I was the one who left."

she stared up at him, her big eyes doing things to him, he shouldn't feel it in a moment like this, but he did. he just wanted her back, to feel her lips on his, her smooth skin under his soft but callused hands.

her lips parted when she'd realize the feeling of warmth against her face, his hand running along her jaw to her chin. though she was already looking up at him, he pushed her head up further, but so softly.

his voice was raspy and deep, pleading, "please, darlin'." she couldn't say no even if the voice inside her head and the feeling in her heart told her to.

"just don't leave again."

he could never, not after the misery he'd been through without her, blackout nights to forget everything that had led up to their break up. he couldn't imagine the anguish he put her through.

and at those words, he couldn't hold back anymore, his lips colliding with hers so desperately, like he needed her to survive. he kind of did. he tasted faintly of alcohol and fruit, she tasted like mint. her lips moved softly against his passionate kiss because he was acting like she was his oxygen, his water, his everything because she was.

his hand tangled in her hair, the sounds of their breaths between their lips, the heavy heat that surrounded the air as they separated.

"let's go somewhere," he'd suggest, his chest rising and falling more noticeably now.

her lips became a swollen pink as she looked up at him, dazed as her eyes flickered between his green eyes, "where?"

he shook his head, smiling. god, she missed that smile. he spoke so softly now, "anywhere, you pick. it'll jus' be us."

money didn't matter to him. if she wanted to travel to the moon and back, he'd make it happen because he wanted to make things right. he wanted to show her he was all in now because he would never take another step out ever again.

so they'd travel across the world. he'd rent out hotels, restaurants, amusement parks, anything she'd want. like max said, he wanted this between the two of them. no cameras, no fans, no public. just them enjoying their time together and alone at the most beautiful places she could think of.

she'd end up on an island with him, the only other people being the employees of the resorts he'd rent out. he did everything with her.

they went on yachts around the crystal waters and coral reefs surrounding the beaches that they'd later lay and tan on. they'd talk as they bathed in the sunlight. snorkeling while holding hands and pointing out various species that inhabited the waters.

candle-lit dinners sitting across from each other, though their hands never left each other. they'd been offered fancy wines, lando ultimately opting out. she understood. they tried the exotic foods and other virgin drinks the resort had to offer.

they had long runs along the beach, heavy makeout sessions on stranded towels where they couldn't take their hands off the other, deciding to take the trip back to their hut over the waters.

when they'd make it back, he wasted no time because he missed her, the feeling of her around him, the taste of her.

as soon as the hut door slammed shut, his veined hand would be pressured on her neck, pushing at the skin under his fingertips to pull her into his lips. he was desperate, she knew that.

his lips were harshly against hers, she could feel the vibrations of his groans against her flesh, feeling his working hands across her chest, having left her neck temporarily to undo her tied bikini top. it was discarded onto the wooden floors with no further regard. they'd separate, foreheads pushed together and their noses clashing as their breaths mixed in the middle.

his head dipped below her jaw, biting at the skin of her neck. whimpers left her lips and she felt his smirk on her skin while she grasped at his curls. he slowly pushed their bodies towards the open laid bed behind her, her calf's meeting the mattress. he tugged at the elastic of her beach shorts, though deciding to take his time, which made it all the more agonizing for her, she needed him.

his lips trailed her body, leaving trails of his saliva and marks where he nipped at her skin, from her neck down to her chest. he groped her tits, earning a low groan from her as his tongue swirled her areola. she tugged his hair, his curls between each of her fingers as she bit back the sounds that forced through her throat. he was starved of her, which only turned her on more. she felt the heat between her thighs.

he'd kneel on his knees in front of her as he'd continue to leave a string of dark hickeys down her skin as he'd continue to her stomach, and just above her panty line, pulling the elastic of her shorts down. she'd almost just rip them off because she couldn't take how slow he'd move compared to when they first ended up in this situation.

his finger wrapped around the band, slowly pulling the material over the curves of her body, but he'd left her panties, which infuriated her. he did it all while looking straight up into her eyes, the glint in his eyes filled of lust and mischief. he'd lift her leg with his hand wrapped around the back of her knee, helping her kick off the clothing.

he'd kiss the skin just above the side of her knee, his lips glued to her skin as they traveled higher up her thighs, as well as his hands, sliding under the side of her panties. his nose brushed against the cloth of her cunt, ghostly stimulating her clit. it provoked a reaction out of her as she whined, and he'd continue to kiss along the line of her undergarment.

he may have started off desperate, but now he was taking his sweet time to take care of her. she wanted to badly for him to just hurry it along, wanting to feel him, but he'd rather enjoy the moment he had with her, like it was his last.

he pushed aside the cloth barrier, licking his lips as he eyed the wet patch caused by him, his warm breath panned across her cunt and she pleaded, "lan, please." god, he loved to hear her beg, it was music to his ears, but her moans were a symphony.

his two fingers slowly parted her folds, feeling her pulse under him as she moaned against the contact, he 'tsk'd at her reaction, "so wet for me, darling." his voice was raspy, deep and she cursed under her breath as she watched him lick her off his fingers.

the taste of her brought him back, he'd savor it because he hadn't before, not when he didn't realize it could've been the last. she was sweet, her skin smelling of vanilla as his nose brushed against her.

he'd had enough teasing for now, and gently he'd pull down her panties. she'd be fully exposed, but he was still dressed, his clothes feeling tighter around his body, specifically his swim shorts.

he didn't care. he'd thrown one of her legs over his shoulder as he flattened his tongue across her, feeling the tremble in her standing leg. he'd bury his lips in her cunt, vigorously tasting her like he hadnt eaten in weeks. his tongue lapped at her heat and she let out strings of curses interrupted by moans as she'd tug him closer to her by his hair.

vibrations of his groans stimulated her clit as he softly nipped at the sensitive flesh. he'd lapped at her cunt for not long before it became overwhelming, her moans growing high and squeaked as her legs nearly buckled.

he kept going, looking up at her with massively dilated eyes, half-lidded and seductive. her jaw went slack as she stared into his eyes, she felt the crescendo of her high and she'd nearly scream out his name as she came on his tongue. he'd lick up any remaining juice of hers.

his tongue left one long trail over her cunt, pressuring on her sensitive before pulling away, a trail of saliva connecting to his mouth and her slick glistened on his lips and chins. she panted heavily, he watched the rise and fall of her chest, felt the shaking of her knees as they nearly gave out under her.

he'd smile up at her, his goofy grin greeted her after her hazed high calmed. she'd roll her eyes at his light-heartedness after she'd just came on his tongue.

but it was moments like those that'd bring back the spark of youth and naivety to their relationship. because it was what they'd needed all along. all they needed was each other.

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catmadeofsalad · 5 months

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Lucifer: MC, are you feeling alright?

MC: *pale, sweaty, trembling* Yeah, I'm fine.

Lucifer:

No, you are not. Asking was a courtesy. Get in bed human, now.

A professional at making the perfect tea, exactly as you like it. Are you hungry as well? If the thought of eating is too much, he looks up what humans eat when sick and is surprised to find a diet, but he's pleased when you eat the toast he made you.

Your fever isn't breaking for a while, so he moved his office to your room so as to be able to replace the cool cloth on your forehead. The table was covered in his paperwork, but he refused to let one of his brothers have free reign of your room while you were sick.

Lucifer sneaks kisses on your forehead whenever he checks your temperature with the back of his hand.

Demons don't catch human illnesses, so expect him to help you into the shower if you're dizzy or too tired.

He also sleeps in your bed with you after you've already fallen asleep. This isn't something he'd usually do, but seeing you shiver despite your layers of blankets quickly changes his mind.

He brings you your school work and makes sure you stay up to date on your lessons, having previously informed Diavolo of your inability to attend classes.

Lucifer requests a hand from Barbatos in making you a soup from the human world, and with the royal butler's assistance, you're fed the perfect bowl of chicken noodle soup.

The week and half it took you to fully recover was baffling to the eldest demon brother, but nonetheless, he was glad once you were better.

"MC, what is this?" Is surprised at the "Thank You!" basket of poison apples and other treats that appear on his desk. Is he blushing? No, of course not. The lighting is just off.

Those forehead kisses? They become a permanent expression of endearment.

Mammon

His human is dying!? Not again! Not on his watch!

You cough? Here's more water- humans need to be hydrated when they're sick, right?

You're shivering! More blankets, a sweater- yeah, he's getting into bed with you, ya got a problem with it?

Mammon means well, he's trying his best. If his brothers got sick he never needed to worry because they were demons. He still took care of them in his own way, but his human wad sick now! What would he do if they didn't get better!?

You have to tell him that it's just a bad cold and you'll get better soon. He nods, hand on his chin as he thinks.

Mammon gets a list of items that would help you from Lucifer and Satan, and let's just say that you're all set one supplies if you ever get sick again. For over the next five years. Cold medicine? Yep. Ice packs? Lucifer told him he didn't need all 20 in the freezer but what does he know!? You've been sweating nonstop for days, ya need ta cool down.

If you were a plant you'd live the longest, but as a human, it'd take a while for you to become dehydrated again. Even with all the eness sweating.

If you thought Mammon was attentive before, watch out. He'd hugged you a lot through your sickness to keep you warm, so the slightest shiver even once you're better? Get ready for hugs!

He's surprised when you start hugging him more, too. Mammon is super tsundere at first, complaining about the affection, but he doesn't stop you. The Avatar of Greed stops complaining not long after, just happy with the affection.

Leviathan

You what? Ew, gross, no wait, don't leave - he'll take care of you!

Wait. How does he take care of a human?

It can't be that hard. He can do it!

Where did he get that lab coat- never mind, it doesn't matter. You're tightly wrapped in blankets, snacks and drinks supplied outside of the tub he calls a bed before he sardines into the porcelain bed with you.

Levi runs cold, something he forgets about until your fever spikes. He's about to ask what you need when his cold chest is perfect for your overheated face.

He sputters about how he can get you cool cloths or something and about how you shouldn't cuddle up with such a gross otaku like himself until you start to pull away.

As soon as you start to pull away, he pulls you back to himself and holds you tightly. You're not leaving his room until you're better!

Lucifer disagreed almost as much as Mammon, the former being more so upset that he hadn't been informed and almost uad to tell Diavolo that the human had gone missing.

While your sick Levi let's you join in his online classes, and keeps you up to date on them.

When you're sweaty and gross and actually cold, he runs you a warm bath. He gets some soothing bath bombs and scents from Asmodeus for your bath.

N-no, he's not joining you cause he's worried! He likes the smells too, and besides, you've been snuggled together, and your sweat was all over him!

Even though you were sick, he knew you saw through his excuses.

Once your health was back to normal, Leviathan indulged in cuddle sessions in his bed more often.

The biggest jump for the two of you? Cuddle sessions in the actual bath. Nothing inappropriate or suggestive, just sincere cuddle sessions in the warm water that you two held each other in.

Satan

Of course you're sick, he could tell based on how you were dozing off during movie night. Here's some tea and light soup, go lie down.

How he's one step ahead of your cold you'll never know, but when your fever spikes he has cool cloths already next to your bed.

Satan can tell how dizzy you are when trying to help you walk to the bathroom, and he swoops you up into his arms.

The blonde talks about his favorite recent book as he helps you bathe, helping you dry off and change into fresh, warm clothes before getting you back into bed.

One of his brothers wants to help you? Nope, he's got everything you need. Lucifer is only kept up to date on your well-being from Mammon or Beel, asking on behalf of the eldest.

When you start to feel better, he makes sure that you're active. Sore joints after being sick was miserable, and he didn't want you to feel worse.

As soon as you're better, cuddle reading sessions become a popular activity. You both have the same book, and you take turns reading chapters or pages while you sip on tea.

Asmodeus

Oh honey, he can see your clammy skin a mile away. Not to mention those dark circles and slight hand tremors.

A relaxing face .ask and a warm bath are going to help ear your lungs, and also make your skin feel better. Trust this demon, he knows his way around a rejuvenating bath!

You have a headache? Time for a scalp massage dear, close your eyes!

Seriously, Asmo is all about you getting better as fast as possible. He hates getting sick and knows some little tricks to help.

A rejuvenating bath bomb with coconut butter, oats, and a hint of lavender? Your skin is soft, and despite being sick, you feel so clean!

You're sick for about a week, but the fifth oldest is your personal nurse- eccentric nurse costume and all!

He has herbal teas, a lotion with massaging pearls to help with under eye soreness, and not to mention his full body massages for of you get achy while your sick.

He waits on his human hand and foot, but if you call on him too much he'll definitely complain or stop, "so don't abuse my perfect care and sexy nurses outfit, okay?"

Asmodeus takes you out to his favorite spa once you're better, and you surprise him with a new nail polish and face mask set as thanks for his help.

Those full body massages? Once you're completely better, those become a regular form of comfort, closeness, and lead ups to...well, I'm sure you know MC.

Beelzebub

Beel doesn't notice at first, he just thinks you've been studying too hard again.

When you don't eat as much or decline heavier foods, he gets concerned. Buffo milk tea is your favorite when you're overworked...

He doesn't want to make you upset by asking why you aren't eating as much. After all, Asmodeus scolded him once for asking when he was trying a new diet.

Beelzebub carefully asked if you weren't feeling well, and when you said you were sick everything changed.

Nurse Beel to the rescue!

Seriously. He made you soup, and you almost asked if Barbatos had made it but the orange haired demon mentioned how he scoured many cookbooks with Satan before finding the right one.

The light's bothering your eyes, and you have a migraine? They're all off quickly and the curtains are closed as well.

You're cold even though you have many blankets? Beelzebub is your personal heater.

He definitely gets concerned when you decline a new soup or meal because you're nautious, but he gets assistance from Lucifer on making you the right tea.

Beelzebub is extra gentle with you when you're sick, and he cuddles with you so carefully while he plays with your hair/massages your scalp. Not to mention, he has a great humming voice and helps you get to sleep relatively quickly.

Once you're all better, you buy him a variety party pack of his favorite chips and cookies.

Those soft cuddles and singing to sleep? Yeah, that becomes a near constant for you two when you're stressed or upset. You've sang him to sleep a couple of times, too, when he was having a rough day.

Belphegor

"I told you not to get out of bed, come lie back down MC."

Belphegor takes full advantage of you being sick to cuddle you constantly. Or at least, as much as he can. He won't cuddle you while you use the bathroom, but he'll carry you there.

He complains when you can't lie still due to shivers, but he does so as he pulls you tighter into his arms and wraps you up into the blanket tighter.

Belphie doesn't really know how to take care of a human when their sick- especially one so important to him. He relies on Satan for help in that department.

"How are you still cold?" He whines softly, holding you closer and pressing kisses to your face and neck softly. Belphegor tries to be your main heat source, but he does eventually get you more blankets, socks, or hoodies. It's his hoodie, though, so don't share your weird human germs.

Despite all the rest you got and Satan's help, it takes you a long time to get better, but once you do, you surprise him with a set of eye masks and slippers.

Those cuddley and kisses? Oh, they stay, and you two take turns kissing each other to sleep fairly often.

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ikigaisvt · 4 months

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sleepy

in which your boyfriend comforts you after a restless night.

pairing: joshua x gn!reader words count: 1.6k content: comfort, fluff warnings: talk of insomnia, eating, talk of drinking, petnames (for reader: babe, baby, sweeheart / for joshua: josh, love), skinship (cuddles, kisses) note: hi!! the joshua brainrot has been hitting hard lately; im kinda in love,, thank you so much @goblinvern for proof reading this for me 🫶 you're the absolute best! minors are allowed to interact with this post but please don't follow or i'll hard block you. enjoy and don't forget to leave a like/comment/reblog! note 2.0: i wasn't planning on posting this fic before the new year, but since i had it sitting in the drafts and it's joshua's day, i thought it'd be a good timing to post it now~ i hope everyone will have a good 2024 and happy birthday to shua!! 🫶

You were pretty sure if people would have to describe you, they’d use that word: admirative. You were one to always be left in awe at people’s talents, whether it be singing, drawing, dancing or truly anything else. Even though you were creative yourself, you’d always be admirative of what people could create out of their minds only. But if you had to say the one skill that would leave you speechless, as it is not one you possess, it’s being able to function with little to no sleep.

Okay, let’s redo this. If you’re being truthful, people would more likely describe you as sleepy. You were someone who always loved sleeping; however, sleep did not like you. You were never like one of those people who could sleep anywhere and through anything, you were rather on the more sensitive side when it came to sleeping. Over the years, you had put together a very strict routine you had to follow every night to ensure a restful sleep. But oh, if you had the bad idea or the bad luck to skip or miss a step? You’d end up falling asleep at 1 am and waking up at 5 am. And that’s exactly what happened yesterday night. Now, you’re used to this so surely you would know how to handle your own state and have the most productive day despite your tiredness. However, because the world never gives enough hardships to one, you were sometimes faced with a special kind of tiredness. A tiredness that would make you stick to anyone’s side. A tiredness that would make you hug a person and never let go. And when that happened, well, no amount of self-knowledge could make you change for the day. But maybe you have something to thank the world for: it gave the loveliest and gentlest boyfriend ever. And he loves cuddles.

10 am – 5 hours since I’ve been awake. He should be awake pretty soon; you think to yourself. Here you were, perched on the kitchen stool, an empty bowl of cereal in front of you, waiting for your boyfriend to wake up so you could cuddle. When you first woke up, you had hoped you would fall back asleep immediately, even though that rarely happened for you, so you didn’t even think of cuddling. But when you realized you would not fall asleep, you decide to get up and go about your day, already looking forward to your afternoon’s nap. All you did was settle down on your couch and put on your favorite show – The Vampire Diaries and around 9am, when hungriness settled down in the pit of your stomach, you got up and made yourself a bowl of cereal. You don’t know what triggered your need to hug your boyfriend – maybe the chill air that settled in your apartment as winter is coming closer or maybe the fact that you haven’t seen him a lot lately, but all you have been thinking about since then was him. Him and his arms enveloping you. Him and his scent making your head spin. Him and his fingers playing with your hair. Him, him, him. Now, you could have woken him up but knowing he came back home around 2 am – as he was out drinking with Jeonghan – you didn’t find it in you to ruin his sleep.

“10:30 am – he really should be awake by now,” you say out loud before you hear the water running in your bathroom. You slowly lean and peek at your hallway only to see Joshua walk down towards you – more like, towards the kitchen, his hair sticking out in weird angles while he rubs the sleep away from his eyes.

“Sweetheart,” he calls out to you once he gets closer, “Since when have you been awake?” he asks, worries written all over his face. He knows how much you struggle with sleeping.

“I woke up around 5,” you mumble as he starts making himself a cup of coffee. At your words he turns around to look at you, gives up on his coffee and comes around the kitchen bar.

“Oh babe,” he says, his hands reaching for your face, cupping your cheeks gently, “Is it because of me? Did I wake you up?” he questions, his eyes searching yours for an answer.

“No, you’re fine. You know how it gets for me sometimes,” you reassure him, your hands holding on his wrists.

“Okay, okay,” he says, “What can I do? Do you want to stay in bed while I clean around? Today is cleaning day, right?” he asks, trying to come up with a way to make today easier for you.

“Well, cleaning day is reported to tomorrow,” you chuckle, lighting up the situation, “but there’s something I’d really like,” you mumble, trying to work up the courage to ask him for cuddles.

“Yes, tell me. Anything for you,” he nods, his hands now resting on your neck, his fingers playing with the little hair at the back of your head.

“You promise you won’t make fun of me?” you ask him, holding out your hand in a pinky promise.

“Of course. I promise I won’t make fun of you,” he states, as he meets your hand in the same promise, a glint of mischievousness appearing in his eyes, “You want cuddles, don’t you?” he asks in a smile.

“How did you know?” you gasp, not knowing what could have given you up. But truly, Joshua knew as soon as he looked at you. He couldn’t pin point what gave you away either but he’s sure it’s there somewhere, in your shiny eyes, in your slight pout or maybe it’s the way your body is leaning into his, faster, closer, than usual.

“You always ask me to not make fun of you before asking for cuddles,” he chuckles, trying to come up with an answer without giving away how much he loves you, “and I always tell you I will not. Never.” He says, planting a kiss on your forehead, “Especially not when you’re being so open with what you need. You know I’ll always try to provide whatever you need for you.” Okay, he thinks to himself, maybe I did give myself away with that one.

“Thank you, Josh,” you murmur, your hands finding his shirt, as you pull him towards you so he can stand between your legs, “Just like this. For a few seconds.” You tell him, your voice even quieter as you bury yourself in his chest. You feel his arms reach behind you, rubbing your head and your back in slow motion, bringing you the comfort you were wishing for. Your body slowly relaxes, your hands untighten against his shirt and your breath becomes slower, little sighs leaving you as you realize that this is feeling rested. This is what love feels like. This is what home feels like.

“Feels good?” he whispers, his hand now drawing circles on your back, your response coming in the form of a nod, “You want to move to the couch?” he asks as you mumble yes against his shirt, slowly leaving his embrace. You look up at him, your eyes meeting as he reaches for your face, slowly coming closer to your lips. Just as you close your eyes and your lips are about to meet, he whispers something about the couch and suddenly you’re hoisted up in the air, his arms around you.

“There we go, baby,” he says as he kisses your forehead, blush creeping on your cheeks at how much he’s covering you with love, “Hold on tight,” he whispers, your arms finding rest on his shoulders as he holds you closer to his chest.

He slowly makes his way to the couch, the slight movement of his steps almost lulling you to sleep, to that state you always struggle to find on your own. And yet with him, it’s so easy. So easy you find yourself sleepier than before, as Joshua sets you down on the couch, his arms open to allow you the rest you deeply deserve. Your cheek is pressed against his chest, his heart like a lullaby to you while he strokes your hair out of your face.

“You’re good now?” he whispers as he plants another kiss on your head.

“Hm, yeah. Thank you, love,” you whisper, already feeling sleepier than a few minutes ago as he strokes your back.

“Please, don’t thank me,” he starts, “always come find me when you can’t sleep, okay? Call me and I’ll come running. Tell me and I’ll drop everything. Wake me up whenever and I will give every ounce of sleep to you.” he says, your eyes looking up at him, “You need to promise me, okay?” he asks, his hand already out in a pinky promise.

“I swear,” you answer, your hand locking his into a promise. You take a hold of his hand quick enough, playing with his fingers before you start leaving kisses on his open palm, his knuckles, the tip of his fingers, “I love you.” you whisper as you let his hand down, your fingers still intertwined.

“I know,” he says quietly, his eyes filled with something you can’t describe. Perhaps it is love. “I love you too. So much.” He tells you, sealing his love with a kiss on your hand as your eyes feel heavier than before, sleep and warmth slowly invading your body.

It’s when you feel your body getting heavier, Joshua’s heart beats fading in the background as his hand never stop rubbing your back that you realize you should have added cuddles with Joshua as a crucial part of your night routine. No matter how many tips you will try to sleep better – earplugs, sleeping masks, white noise music, nothing will ever compare to Joshua and the comfort, rest and love he brings you. And maybe after a few years, you’ll be able to only have one step in your night routine.

thank you so much for reading! i hope you enjoyed it 🫶

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tonkatsubowl · 10 days

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OKAY OKAY KISTEN PLEASE I NEED SOMEONE TO HEAR ME OUT ON THIS

SO I SAW YOUR REWUESTS AND I DESPERATELY NEED TO REQUEST AVENTURINE CONTENT SO

aventurine X reader where they kiss and he hides it with his fedora LIKE YKWIM??? it could be like in a casino after he won a match or smth AAAA I'm feral for this man

Don't forget to drink water, eat and get enough sleep darling (๑⁠¯⁠◡⁠¯⁠๑⁠)

it was you and aventurine's date night.

the man was always occupied with his ipc business and work, but the moment aventurine surprised you with a date, you were enthusiastic! you quickly got ready, and you always donned upon a fancy dress or whatever you may preferred. you knew that aventurine always took you out to high-end, expensive places, so you always dressed for the occasion.

after several minutes of getting ready, aventurine decided to take you out to the casino located in penacony. the casino already had a built-in restaurant and some bars here and there, so you were ready for anything that your lover surprised you with.

the first part of the casino date was peaceful. he took you around and the both of you played a few games, won some credits here and there before he decided to take you to the finest restaurant inside of the casino.

you ordered an expensive plate of lobster after aventurine encouraged you to order something expensive. after all, the gambler had an unlimited amount of credits to spend on you. you were absolutely spoiled, and you always tried your best to order something expensive...but you were so used to purchasing and ordering something that was the least expensive.

the two of you sat together in harmony, eating, laughing together and sharing several glasses of wine...until a strange man in an expensive suit approached you both.

"you're aventurine?" the man spoke, and around his arms were interlocked by pleased women who laughed in unison. a rich man, possibly a gambler.

"the one and only, my friend," aventurine said, lifting his wine and giving the stranger a nod, "are you here to dine with us as well on this fine night?"

"oh, no, thank you. but i've heard rumors that you were unbeatable when it came to a game of chess, cards...or whatnot in this casino." he said, lifting his own sunglasses, "how about i challenge you to that?"

aventurine's already-apparent smile widens as he casts a glance to your direction before lowing his sunglasses a bit. "why, of course. how much credits are you willing to bet?"

"'bout five billion."

"deal."

you blinked.

five billion!? that was so much. did aventurine have that much? well, of course he did! he was one of the most wealthiest people out there. you blinked, before getting up from your seat before going towards your lover, "five billion?" you say with concern.

"awh," aventurine cooed, wrapping an arm around your waist as he continued to drink a glass of wine as he remained seated, "are you worried that i'll lose? i'm rather offended." he mused, chuckling.

"i mean... not really, but, that's so much!"

"ahaha," aventurine shook his head, "mere pocket change, really. let's hurry on and eat. i've a guest to attend to, my dear."

moments later, the two of you arrived at the designated location where the other gambler agreed to meet. the table was designed and made for poker games, with the casino affiliate in the middle. you had no idea how poker worked, or any of these gambling games worked, but all you knew was that you wanted aventurine to win.

as the two sat, you noticed that there was a crowd that emerged from the middle of nowhere. they began to mutter and murmur a few things about aventurine, and you remained close by his side.

"is that aventurine?"

"i hear he's undefeatable in the casinos..."

"do you think he'll lose?"

"is he single? who's that next to him?"

aventurine never wore off his smirk as he began to play the game of poker. the game was intense as the two were head-to-head. his competitor was smiling the entire time, but you can see that were was a drop of sweat traveling from his forehead and down to his cheek. the man was stressing, alright. and aventurine's frame remained relaxed as he kicked his legs up to the table.

"cash in." aventurine says, and the crowd behind him begins to murmur more. some cheered, some belittled him. but you didn't care- all what mattered was that aventurine won fair and squared.

both gamblers got up, shook each other's hands, and the other left, remaining you and aventurine (with the crowd of course).

"of course, i deserve my victory kiss," aventurine coos towards you. you blink in confusion, unable to respond quickly enough before the man quickly reels you in for a kiss. he lifts his fedora over to conceal the kiss, shutting down any rumors of him being single in front of everyone.

your face turns red as you reciprocate the kiss, feeling his arms wrap around your waist to pull you in. "you taste like fine wine," he murmurs with a chuckle as he pulls away a little bit, "delicious."

"n-not in front of everyone!" you stammered, covering your face a bit.

"oh, come on now, (y/n). this is a good opportunity to show the world that you're mine, you know."

your flush had only darkened as the man reeled you in for another kiss once more.

oh, you were going to kick his ass later (in bed).

#honkai star rail #hsr #hsr x reader #hsr aventurine #honkai star rail aventurine

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illubean · 3 months

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can you write for the main four with a reader that really does not care? like they could go days without eating or sleeping without really noticing and when they get into battle they arent like nervous or anything but they end up beating tf out of there enemy (i hope this makes sense) have a good week 😯

HXH with Nonchalant!reader

Characters: Gon Freecs, Killua Zoldyck, Kurapika Kurta, Leorio Paladaknight Type: Headcanons, Gn!reader

eehhh these are kinda short sry ;-;

Warnings: violence

Gon Freecs

he thinks you're really cool but at the same time he worries about you

how do you forget to eat!? Gon can't even function if he were to skip just one meal!

so after learning about your forgetful habits he make's sure to remind you

his bag is always packed with essentials but now he packs extra snacks for situations just like this

after seeing you in battle he actually starts to admire you more

"Wow that was so cool! Do you think you can teach me?"

you become sort of a role model for him <3

Killua Zoldyck

you have to be a long lost sibling of his or something

he pretends he doesn't care that you don't care but you actually stress him out

he never knows what you're thinking and it reminds him of Illumi

and watching you go into battle unbothered then win effortlessly?

you GOTTA be a Zoldyck

he admires your strength but he does so from afar

he doesn't really know how to interact with you

he's just glad you're on his side..

Kurapika Kurta

I think you being so unbothered bothers HIM

like how can you not care about ANYTHING?

genuinely thinks you might be a sociopath at this point

he's concerned about your health

since you forget to eat/sleep sometimes he makes an effort to remind you to do those things

he doesn't like how recklessly you are when getting into fights, it doesn't matter if you win or not

he's a worry wart

"You need to be more careful." "What's the big deal, I won didn't I" "Well yeah but that's not the point!"

Leorio Paladaknight

out of the 4 he gets the most crazy

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU HAVEN'T SLEPT IN THREE DAYS!?"

from now on he is personally making sure that you eat, sleep and drink water

he WILL sit there and watch you do it too

if Kurapika is a worry wart Leorio is a worry BOIL

he is literally ripping his hair out at you not taking care of yourself

"Are you seriously going to fight this dude? He's like 6'3 and 400 lbs of pure muscle!" "Ok, and?" "HAHH!? WHAT DO YOU MEAN OK AND!?!?!!??!"

but after you win so flawlessly his jaw is on the FLOOR

maybe he should start betting on you...

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ladyfocalors · 4 months

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HIIIII THEREEE SWEEETIEEE OMG ヾ( ˃ᴗ˂ )◞ •

Ah how I know the pain of a writers block! hope the request will give you inspiration and not just completely burn you out instead! After all we wouldn't want a sweet little writer to get burned out, would we now? ( ๑ ˃̵ᴗ˂̵)و ♡

So don't overwork yourself, and don't forget to drink enough water. Be careful it's cold days and sickness time, MWAH(∩˃ω˂∩)

As I checked your requests I didn't notice anything with angst so I'll just put this here and you decide

Lyney x reader angst to fluff

Or (if you're not comfy with that, that's tots fine, I'll just give you the option so U can choose which you feel like writting)

Lyney X reader confession/accidental confession... Like lyney confessing to reader (bc I have a fear of rejection) LIKE AAA

Anyways what I wanted to say is stay safe, don't overwork yourself and don't forget to eat and drink, KISS

pairing: Lyney x gn!reader

warnings: friends to lovers, jealous reader, lyney is a tease but we all know that, reader is kinda a tsundere, traveller is not specified, wrote this entire thing sleep deprived, a bit messy, not proofread!

note: Thank you for the sweet words, anon! I hope this is up to your standards. Take care :3

word count: 1.2k

It was always you and Lyney.

So why was it that the moment the traveller appeared, Lyney has forgotten about you. You can’t seem to get Lyney all by himself now, he has to have the traveller and that loud flying companion of theirs around.

The traveller.

The traveller was pretty and likable, you have to give them that. You could never hate them. If you were someone else, you would’ve definitely loved to be around them. But you weren’t someone else, you were you. Your heart didn’t belong to anyone other than the magician himself. It was pathetic really, being jealous when you didn’t even have the right to.

Is it selfish to want all your attention?

You bitterly smiled at the scene in front of you. There he was again, with them. All smiles and everything. With a deep breath you tear your eyes away from them towards Lynette who seems to be doning a bored expression on her face.

I shouldn’t be jealous, you mentally scold yourself.

“I’ll come back another time, Lynette.” You turned around, hiding your bitter expression. “Tell Freminet, I said hi.”

Lynette hummed in acknowledgement, noting how the distant look in your eyes didn’t match with the smile on your lips.

“I’ll tell him,” she responded.

With that you left the place, not able to capture the moment Lyney turned to see your figure walking away or that the way he frowned.

It was always Lyney and you.

So why was it that the moment the traveller appeared, you had disappeared from his life? You didn’t seem to stick around for long anymore, looking for excuses to leave quickly and it almost felt like you were avoiding him now. He missed your presence next to him.

It was funny how he never thought of that. He was so used to having you around that he forgot what it was like to not be around you. Now that he is alone, everything seemed so dull. It was weird to not have the melody of your voice cutting through the silence or the bright smile you carried or the way he felt comfort in your touch or the way…

Well, you get the point.

So after pacing around a bit in his room, and getting scolded by Lynette for sulking around, he decided to go meet you while you were at work.

With a determined expression, he pushed open the door and entered. The familiar chime of the bell greeted him as he stepped inside. The atmosphere of the place was calming, but it lacked the warmth he associated with your presence: you weren’t at the front desk.

Wandering around a bit, he found you in a corner, engrossed in your work, a sight he found oddly comforting yet distant.

“Hey,” he greeted, trying to sound casual.

You glanced up, surprise evident in your eyes before morphing back into a blank stare. Despite that, you did manage to put on a smile. “Lyney, do you need something?”

“Yeah. You,” he responded nonchalantly, relishing in the way your expression got caught between disgust and a sigh.

“Gross!” you huffed, setting aside your work. “Fix your choice of words.”

Lyney grinned, happy to get a reaction out of you. “What I meant is, I missed you.”

Your face falls at his words and he doesn’t understand why. “You, missing me? Did fish start flying?” your voice carries a faint bitterness.

He chuckled at your words, if he had to get something out of you, he had to change his words to get what he wanted. "Maybe they did. Or maybe I just realized how dull everything is without you around."

“What brought you to this sudden realisation?” you asked.

He leaned against the nearby table, crossing his arms. "Well, Lynette pointed out that I've been sulking around like a lost puppy. Got me thinking about why I felt that way and, well, here I am."

You raised an eyebrow. “So it was Lynette. Well, always the voice of reason.”

You turned back to your work but Lyney grabbed your hand making your head turn to him.

“What?” you ask, annoyed now. “Let me do my work. I am busy.”

“Tell me,” he asked, placing your hand on his face and leaning into the warmth it brought. He closed his eyes. “What am I doing wrong? Why do you avoid me?”

You avoid his eyes which are looking at you with a soft expression that you would definitely get lost in and it could easily break your nonchalant facade.

“What am I supposed to say?” he mumbles to himself but you can hear it. “Look you’re my best friend and I love you-”

“What?” your voice comes out louder than intended. Lyney jumps at your voice and in an instant he realises what he just said when he sees the surprised horrified look on your face.

“I did not mean for it to come out like that.” This time Lyney is the one avoiding your gaze. It’s surreal to see him embarrassed and blushing, his face matching his Pyro vision. The air of confidence he had around him had disappeared and all the theatrics were out the window.

Anxiety bubbles in your chest at his choice of words, “You didn’t mean that?”

He laughed weakly, trying to come back to his usual self and realise what he just said. “I did mean what I said. I just, I just didn’t mean to blurt it out like that. You understand?”

You pulled your hand away from his face, flustered. "Lyney, you can't just drop a confession like that and expect me to understand. Besides, how can you say you missed me when you had traveller?"

“So you were jealous of the traveller!” Lyney chuckled heartily and your eyes widened at your slip up. You hid your face behind the palms of your hand, utterly embarrassed. “Don’t worry, my heart is all yours. No traveller can take it from you.”

"You're incorrigible," you muttered, trying to regain your composure.

His grin widened, and he moved closer to your face. "Guilty as charged. But seriously, what's the harm in admitting my feelings?"

You crossed your arms, trying to feign indifference. "You're just saying that to get a reaction out of me."

Lyney chuckled, the sound low and inviting. "Maybe. Or maybe I'm just tired of dancing around the truth. You make everything a little more lively, and I kind of like that."

Your attempt to appear unfazed was crumbling, and you sighed in defeat. "You're impossible, Lyney."

He closed the remaining distance between you, his confidence never wavering as he wrapped his arm around your flustered form. "Only for you," he replied, his hand gently cupping your cheek. "Now, are you going to keep pretending you didn't hear what I said, or are we going to talk about it?"

Your mind raced, your face heating up. "I... I wasn't expecting this," you admitted, your eyes flickering between his lips and the floor.

A shiver ran down your spine when he slowly traced down your jawline to your chin and tilted your face up to meet his eyes. “My eyes are up here,” he said and with a smirk, he pulled back, his expression still brimming with confidence.

“So, what do you say? We meet at our favourite cafe in the evening?” he asked, his tone changing to something more sincere and less flirty.

“Fine.” You sighed, shaking your head. "You're lucky you're charming."

Lyney grinned, "Luck has nothing to do with it, darling. It's all a skill and you love it."

“Don’t flatter yourself too much,” you grumbled.

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#genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact #lyney x reader #genshin lyney #genshin impact lyney #lyney #lynette #fontaine #𐙚 : genshin boys

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svltzmans · 7 months

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take care - f.g.

a/n: i'm so grateful for these fiona requests, thank you so much! writing for her is comforting for me ❤️‍🩹 i promise i'll get back to writing for other characters soon though!

warnings: reader is sick (but it all turns out fine!), very fluffy of course (not proofread though)

when y/n wakes up in a cold sweat, she can tell something is terribly wrong.

each swallow feels like a mouthful of glass, breathing through her nose is impossible, and her body feels like it's engulfed in invisible flames.

forcing herself to turn to read the clock, she sees that it's still the middle of the night. 2:30 a.m., to be exact.

how could she have gone to bed a few hours ago feeling completely fine?

y/n's first instinct is to grab her phone and text the only person she knows who may be awake at this hour. solitude isn't exactly her favorite, especially when she's sick. she could use someone to chat with.

are you awake?

she clicks send, rolling back over onto her pillow. she's exhausted, yet sleep seems impossible. before she can even think about trying to fall back asleep, her phone dings.

what's going on? it's late baby.

her girlfriend, fiona, is usually quite the night owl. she spends most of her days catering to other people, including her siblings, so her evenings are the time she reserves for herself.

is it healthy? probably not. fiona finds time to sleep at some point in her busy life, and y/n tries not to think about it too much to avoid the inevitable worry she would feel.

i think i have the flu or something.

fiona writes back almost immediately.

i'm coming over.

y/n forces herself to sit up, realizing that her girlfriend is probably being serious.

fi, it's the middle of the night.

go to sleep and you can come in the morning.

hello?

y/n knows it's no use, and she's proven correct when she hears a light knock on the door.

when she opens it, fiona is standing in the hall with several cans of soup, an entirely-too-big box of medicine, and a 12-pack of sports drinks.

"you're out of your mind," y/n laughs, voice scratchy.

"i am not, my girl is sick and i'm taking care of her."

"what about the kids?" y/n feels concerned realizing the rest of the gallaghers are alone in the house.

"they're asleep, first of all," fiona laughs. "but i asked v to make sure everything is fine. she's awake too, believe it or not."

"where did all this stuff even come from?"

"24 hour stores are a thing, you know. any further questions?" fiona laughs at her own sarcasm before grabbing hold of y/n's hand.

"c'mon, you're getting back in bed."

"i'm awake now, though."

"not for long, pretty girl," fiona replies.

before she knows it, y/n is in fiona's arms, being carried bridal style to her bedroom.

fiona sets y/n on the bed gently, pulling the covers over her.

"aren't you gonna get in too?"

"well duh, i didn't come here for nothing. but i'm going to get you medicine first."

when fiona returns, she's carrying a bowl of soup, along with the medicine she promised and a glass of water.

"i thought you were just getting me medicine," y/n teases, seeing that fiona had outdone herself.

"you know i can't help myself. now, take this and eat your soup."

fiona sits next to y/n in her bed, pushing her hair behind her ears and planting a gentle kiss on her forehead.

"jesus, you're burning up. my poor girl," fiona coos, wrapping her arms around y/n.

"fi, i'm gonna spill the soup."

fiona pulls away, forgetting that y/n's hands were very much occupied with a hot bowl.

she can't help but giggle as y/n drinks some of the broth before putting the bowl on her bedside table and returning fiona's hug.

"can we watch a movie?" y/n asks, even though she already knows the answer.

"you have to pick it though, you know i'm indecisive," fiona responds before leaning in to kiss y/n.

"fi! you're gonna get sick!"

"i don't care and you know it. wanna kiss my girl."

melting at fiona's words, y/n allows fiona to kiss her, feeling her body heat up and knowing it isn't because of her fever.

when y/n and fiona finally separate, y/n turns on her television, resting her head on fiona's shoulder.

"lay down, silly," fiona insists, letting y/n rest her head on her chest.

"can we watch that musical? the one about the wedding on the island or whatever?"

"babe, we watched 'mamma mia' last time i was here."

"i'm sick, you can't say no to me."

"i can't say no to you ever. i'll put it on, you rest."

20 minutes into the film, y/n had already fallen asleep, her head still rested on fiona.

fiona smiles to herself, admiring her sleeping girlfriend. it isn't long before she falls asleep herself, arms around y/n.

y/n wakes up the next day to find that it's already after noon, and that she's actually starting to feel better.

her nose had cleared significantly, and although her throat was still sore, she considered it a win.

finally standing up and walking to the kitchen, she's surprised to see fiona hovering over the stove, evidently cooking.

"good morning, sleepyhead. how you feelin'?" upon closer inspection, y/n sees that fiona is cooking pancakes.

"better, actually. i can't believe you left me in bed alone, though," y/n teases, wrapping her arms around fiona's waist from behind.

"only to make you breakfast, my love. or lunch, seeing as you slept until 12:30."

"i forgive you, but only because the food smells good."

"oh, just be quiet and eat your pancakes."

#fiona gallagher x fem! reader #fiona gallagher #fiona gallagher drabble #fiona gallagher x reader #fiona gallagher fic #fiona gallagher x fem reader #shameless x reader #shameless #shameless fic

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zyrxs-circus · 3 months

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Studying Tips for Littles

I don't know if anyone else is in this situation, but where I live we're going through the exams season. This can be a stressing period for most people, mainly little ones, so here you have a few tips that will hopefully make it less icky ^^

Talk to your stuffies! I cannot stress this one enough, I've been using it since I was bodily little and it works extremely well. The stuffies actually told me, they love to hear you talk about what you're studying. You can act as if you were a teacher and they were the students, I'm sure they'll have lots of fun with that :D If words are hard, hugging your stuffies for comfort will also help. Let them see what you're doing tho! They really like learning new stuff<3

Do worksheets Not the boring worksheets for old people, but the cool fun ones! If you can't find any that you like, maybe you can get a friend to make some for you? If asked with time and given a topic, I can make them too! ^^

Ask for help If you don't understand a point, there's nothing wrong with asking a teacher or a classmate. If you have a caregiver (or, really, any close friend you're comfortable regressing around), you can ask them to ask you questions or act like a teacher for you. There's no shame in needing others, mainly if you're struggling<3

Take care of yourself Drink water, take breaks and eat healthy. To study better, you need energy, and you won't get it unless you remember to do these. Don't forget to sleep either, if you're well-rested you'll feel a lot better<3

Take pretty notes Use colorful markers and glittery pens, make drawings and schemes, fill your notes with little stickers, anything you can think of. Information will stick better if you have fun while studying it, plus who doesn't love a pretty notebook?

Reward yourself For example, you could have a piece of candy every time you learn a page. Or watch a chapter of your favorite show whenever you finish an unit. Or maybe, play videogames for a few minutes after each scheme you're over with. It doesn't matter what you do, as long as it works for you<3

See what works best for you Ultimately, no tip is universal. Do the things you like best, and try to have fun meanwhile! Studying isn't the best thing in the world, but I'm sure you can make it a fun (or not too boring) activity ^^

Good luck with your exams little one!! I'm sure you'll do an amazing job<33 I'm rooting for you!!!

#studying tips #studying inspo #studyblr #agere studying tips #agere studying #sfw age regression #sfw agere #safe agere #sfw littlespace #sfw regression #sfw interaction only

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sihtricfedaraaahvicius · 3 months

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Migraine HCs

Note: this was a request by @foxyanon. I know this is not a fic, but I haven't done HCs in forever and I felt these might be nice! (a fic may still come!)

Warnings: none.

pairing: modern!Sihtric x you (f)

summary: -

wordcount: 443

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Sihtric knows exactly what is wrong when he comes home after a long day of work and doesn't find you waiting for him in the living room, as usually

He'll quietly open the bedroom door then, knowing that your migraines make you very sensitive to sound

And sensitive to light!

So he will never switch on the lights out of nowhere

'Honey?' he'd whisper after he'd sit down next to you on the bed, 'migraines?'

He will gently remove the blanket you had pulled up over your head and press a soft kiss to your forehead after you mumbled a pained 'yes'

Sihtric will make sure the windows and curtains are closed in the bedroom

Then he will bring your medication and a glass of water

And your favourite plushie!

As well as your favourite snack for when you don't feel nausea anymore

Cuddles?

Cuddles.

Sihtric will gladly be the big spoon once he crawled in bed with you

He will pull you in his strong arms

But gently though

He'll make sure you're facing him so he can pepper your face with the softest kisses

And also because he knows you like to brush your fingers through his short and soft hair

When your medication finally kicks in and you feel well enough to move around a little, he will run a bath with a few drops of lavender oil

A few scented peppermint candles will be lit too as the light will be switched off

You will shuffle to the bathroom but Sihtric isn't having any of that

'I don't think so,' he'll say and pick you up

Princess treatment all the way

You take a soothing bath together, your head resting back on his shoulder while he gently massages your neck and shoulders

And Sihtric will never forget to place a cold compress on your head

Afterwards he will order whatever you want for dinner once you're up for it

But not before he dressed you in your most comfy outfit (aka one of his oversized shirts)

He will make sure the lights are not too bright while you eat and that the house is completely quiet

'Don't forget to drink water, sweetheart.'

After dinner Sihtric will carry you back to bed

Because it's snuggle time

Not a spot on your face and neck will be left without his kisses or nuzzles

And he won't leave you until you've fallen asleep

But then he realises he's trapped because you fell asleep in his arms

He has no choice other then to go to sleep early too

He'll smile softly and press a kiss to your forehead

'Sweet dreams, darling.'

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#sihtric x reader #sihtric x you #sihtric kjartansson #the last kingdom #sihtric #tlk #the last kingdom fic #sihtric fic #sihtric hcs #tlk hcs #modern!sihtric

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belphies-cowgirl · 2 years

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obey me headcanons pt. 3

word count: 800+

Lucifer sometimes drinks a bit too much demonus while he's out with Diavolo, so he ends up ranting about his brothers and how much he appreciates you for helping him take care of them. he's gets a little jealous when you baby his brothers more than you do him, but his pride won't let him admit that.

Mammon wishes you would show up after his photo shoots, to beg for autographs and fawn over him as his fans do. but he forgets that crowds make you nervous, so that's why you don't show up. so he saves copies of his magazines and signs them in gold sharpie for you and slips them under your door.

Levi likes to design stickers of your favorite anime characters for your laptop or water bottle, and claims he found them on Akuzon (he would simply pass away from embarrassment if you found out he was the original creator)

Satan likes to read to you (obviously), not just because he enjoys your company or the fact that you always listen to him. but because sometimes if he talks for too long, you'll curl up beside him or rest your head on his shoulder and fall asleep. by then he has temporarily lost interest in his book because he's leaning his head against yours or wrapping his arms around you to sleep as well.

Asmo is a self-care king, and will 100% take care of you when you are going through a rough patch and don't feel like leaving your room. he will paint your nails, style your hair, show you his ideas for his next fashion show (he loves when you give him feedback about his designs) and will 100% praise you and lift your mood. Asmo loves to worship you, so expect many compliments and massages. don't have the energy for all that? then he will simply hold you in his arms and let you vent to him.

Beel enjoys building you pillow forts. he'll push the beds together, and fill the fort with pillows, blankets (oops Belphie was wrapped up in one of those), and of course snacks! he really enjoys being able to spend quiet time with you and Belphie (with the exception of him making happy munching noises) without his brothers bothering them. just the simple intimacy of being able to hold you and eat food with you is enough to make his entire week.

Belphie will often let you or Asmo brush and style his hair in the mornings before heading off to RAD. sometimes if he's too sleepy, you can get away with sneaking cute little clips into his hair. he'll also let you pluck his eyebrows, but only if he can lay in your lap while you do it (the thought of Asmo with tweezers is terrifying to him)

Diavolo finds it so entertaining when you talk about the human world or rant about anything. he'll have a look of pure adoration and fascination the whole time. he loves it because he's able to take in the details of your face, hear your sweet voice, and finds it so cute when you talk with your hands (just don't corrupt him too much, Barbatos will get a headache)

Barbatos keeps the charm bracelet you made him hidden under his glove so it doesn't get messed up. you're able to feel it brush against your wrist when he's holding your hand. his favorite charms are the silver tea cup, teal heart, and black bat that you gave him for his birthday (you had to keep him out of the kitchen so you could make a birthday cake for him, he really tried to plan his own party-)

Simeon enjoys making flower crowns with you. he always finds them to be more beautiful and meaningful than his own halo, and will proudly wear them for the entire day. he saves them and hangs them on his bed posts. he places a soft kiss on your cheek as a silent thank you, he's already blushing madly, so he doesn't want to fumble on his own words too.

Solomon has successfully convinced Barbatos to give him cooking lessons at least twice a month (food poisoning is not romantic) he wants to be able to cook for you, and not have to hold your hair back after every time you eat his food (you still eat it because you love him so much) but he takes such good care of you when your sick, regardless of the reason, and he'll even hold back from teasing you. he has pepto and forehead kisses on standby.

Luke always asks for you to come shopping with him for baking supplies. he holds your hand so he doesn't get lost, it's happened before- he about gave you a heart attack. make animal-shaped cookies for him and he'll tell you you're his best friend the whole time he's eating them (you and Simeon are his only best friends, so when you give him gifts he tears up because he's so happy) will hold your hand in front of Lucifer and his brothers just to spite them.

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feel free to comment, reblog, shoot me a message, or an ask <3

please do not use my work as your own!

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jupiter-va · 6 months

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hi bestie. how are you feeling?

I've been thinking nonstop about sub!abby lately i can't function normally.

• knowing abby had a rough day so you wait for her with a warm bath, food she likes, and you, all cute and ready to take care of her (not in a sexual way necessarily, but also, a little in a sexual way🤭)

• after she eats and takes her bath (maybe with you washing her hair) she's all needy and cuddly

• so you lead her into the bed, planning to give her a massage and help her to relax

• literally all this idea started from the thought of tenderly kissing Abby's hands. i just need to cover her in kisses and praises

• so that's what you do. staring with her hands, arms and shoulders. oh, to kiss her freckles while telling her how much you love her. how strong and brave she is. you can't stop. telling her she's so beautiful, so hot and sooo cute.

• i can see her all shy the first times you take control, not knowing how to react to everyone else taking care of her, cause she's usually the one in charge, the one everyone turns to, asking for guidance. and her, never letting herself show any sign of weakness or vulnerability.

• so she's just enduring, with her little :] smile.

• but after a while with you, all her walls are down.

• "how tired are you, baby? you rather to go to sleep now or do you want me to help you relax in other way..?" your kisses now trailing from her neck to her clavicle

• you love teasing abby, making her beg. denying her that sweet release or overstimulating her until she's a complete mess.

• but not tonight. tonight it's about her letting go and feel held.

• and you take your time, nice and slow (not too slow, tho). holding her face while she takes your strap so well. kissing and cleaning a couple of tears running down her cheeks.

• you pause the movements of your hips to ask her if she wants to stop. but she just holds harder to you. "im fine, it just feels so good... and i, i needed this"

• and when she finally comes she's whining so sweetly, eyes rolling back and a few more tears of pleasure painting her freckled face

• you help cleaning her afterwards and she falls asleep between your arms, your fingers playing with her hair, murmuring sweet nothings to her.

ASDFJFKSK im sorry this was so long😵‍💫 sub!abby has me in a chokehold lol

anyways, byeeee.

don't forget to rest and drink water<3

-🎐

Why am i just seeing this😭 I could kiss you on the forehead rn omg never apologize for sending me long things, send me a 5 page essay if you want cus lord🧎🏾‍♀️

I wanna hold her so bad, she deserves it

#✧˖°. 🎐ask #✧˖°.anon #abby anderson #jupiter va #sub!abby

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Cookie Jar

Warnings: g!p Nat, oral (Nat receiving), Fingering (r receiving), soft!dom Nat

Words: 1,753

A/N: Hi my darlings! Wrote this little thing, felt like writing some fluffy smut, hope you like it!

(Also Alex's dialog isn't a typo, he's like 3 and can't talk properly, set a bit after AOU)

Don't forget to drink water, sleep and eat well my loves! <3

You woke up to the sunlight, blinding your eyes in the early morning. Your wife's muscular arms wrapped tightly around your body. You groan, tossing and turning as you try to get out of her hold. “Where do you think you're going detka?” she mumbles out, whispering into your ear.

You smile, “Natty the kids are gonna be up soon..” she places a light kiss on your neck, “It won't take too long baby.” you sigh, “You're lucky I love you.” you say, sliding your hand in between both of your bodies.

Slipping a hand into her boxers, you grasp onto her hardened cock. “Fuck—” you smile, moving your body down to her crotch. You look up at her from your position, lazily jerking her off. “Mmh.. kotenok you're doing so– so good, fucking hell!”

Her hips bucked up as you run your palms up and down her dick, “'m gonna fucking cum all over that pretty face of yours detka..” she lets out a moan, when you rub her tip with your thumb.

Not too soon after, thick ropes of cum shoots up, painting your face. “Natasha— I have to go clean up now.. thanks a lot.” she chuckles, looking at your messed up face, “You're welcome moya lyubov, happy anniversary.” she winks, you roll your eyes.

You get up from the bed, making your way to the bathroom when, “Mommyyy! Mama!!” a knock on your door from your eldest. You whisper out a swear, “Yeah sweetie! Yup– mommy will be right out.” you yell out, glaring at your wife when you hear her snicker.

You get out of the bedroom, widening your eyes in shock, “Alex! Why did you put— How did you put your little sister on top of the counter, I told you that she'd get hurt Alex.” you scold the toddler, picking up the baby.

“Sowwy mommy..” he looks down at the floor, sadly. Natasha walks into the kitchen, “Y/N, have you been yelling at our son?” she ruffles his hair, and he lets out a little laugh.

You huff, “He put Aliana on top of the counter again.” the red-head glances at the baby, back to your son. “You did what?” he cackles, running off to the living room.

“Alex! I– whatever. Nat he got this from you.” you say, adjusting the baby to your hip. “What? I never did that with Yelena when we were kids.. I think.” you laugh softly, kissing the corner of her mouth. “What do you want for breakfast Tasha?” she looks at you, “I can make it.” you scoff, walking to the pantry. “You are gonna burn the house down, but help is appreciated.”

“Mama, I want a peanut butter samwich.” she turns to face the little boy, “Babe, Alex wants a peanut butter sandwich!” you get out the peanut butter, “Got it.”

After breakfast the 4 of you sit in the living room, “Mommy look I drew bord!” you take the paper and look at the deformed bird drawn on it, “Yeah, buddy I can tell. It's– great.” he flashes a big smile, kissing your cheek, then runs off to the table.

The baby sleeping on your lap stirs, “Detka you need me to hold her?” you shake your head, “No it's fine darling.” you rock Aliana in your arms, attempting to get her back to sleep.

Natasha leans over, whispering in your ear, “You want a 3rd one?” you blink, looking up at your wife. “I—” she chuckles, placing her lips against yours, kissing you slowly. You break the kiss, “Can you go uhm..” you spoke, breathlessly, “Check the oven? Call me if the cookies are done, okay?”

She gives an exaggerated whine, “You want me gone so quickly?” you roll your eyes, “Romanoff, just go do what I told you to.”

“That's not what you said last night.” she gets up from the couch and walks off to the kitchen. “They're done!” you hear from outside the living room. “Okay!”

You take the sleeping baby out of your arms and slowly place her down on the couch, then get up and make your way into the kitchen. You feel a pair of arms wrap around your waist, causing you to let out a light giggle. She plants light, feathery kisses on your neck, “Nat— we.. are in the kitchen.” she presses her body against yours.

“Natasha Romanoff.” she lets go of you, raising her hands up in surrender, “You have no idea what I'm gonna do as soon as I get my hands on you detka.” you smile, taking the cookies out of the oven. “Oh I have a bit of an idea my love.”

She turns around, and gives you a smack on the ass. “Natasha!” she laughs, “What? I didn't do anything.”

Your eldest kid walked in the kitchen, “Mama hit mommy.” you gasp dramatically and widen your eyes, “How dare mama hit me?” Alex huffs, crossing his arms, “Say sowwy to mommy.” your wife smiles, giving a fake apology then whispers into your ear, “I don't regret it though.” she pulls back and winks at you.

A blush forms on your face, “Mommy your face is red!” he points at you before running of to god knows where, “And why's that?” Natasha pretends to not know why, “It's just, there's a fly in here and it's really, really annoying me.” Natasha gasps, “Did you just call me a fly?”

You smile innocently, placing the cookies in the jar. Natasha takes out her phone, “Y/N look!” you hum in response, looking over at her screen. “Ugh, Laura's so lucky, when Alex was a baby he was chubby like that.” Natasha raises a brow and looks over at you, “What?” she shakes her head, “Nothing.”

You nod, closing the cookie jar, “Remind me to make sure someone can watch the kids for our anniversary next year.” you say, walking over to peck her on the lips. “Yeah, we should've done that beforehand.” she says, pulling you in by the waist.

“Mhm..?” you get on your toes, pressing your lips against hers, letting out a slight moan as you feel her tounge slip into your mouth. “Mmph—” you break the kiss, over hearing a cry in the distance. “Duty calls.” you say, clearly out of breath.

After dinner, you and Natasha put the kids to bed and go back into your share bedroom. You sigh, and slip off your dress, noticing her eyes on you. “Come to bed baby.” you turn to look at her, “Yeah.” you unclasp your bra, sliding it off your shoulders.

You sit down next to her in bed, she pulls you onto her lap. “You're so perfect kotenok..” she places a kiss on between your uncovered breasts, sending a shiver down your spine.

She brings a hand between your thighs, rubbing your cloth covered clit, you whimper as you desperately grind against her fingers. “Tasha stop t-teasing I–” she smirks, sliding your panties to the side. She slightly widens her eyes, looking down at your dripping slit. “Is this all for me baby?” you whine, nodding vigorously.

She runs her fingers through your glistening folds, your hips buck forward, you moan softly. “D-daddy please f—” she pinches your nipple, causing you to yelp. “Use your words detka.” you let out a breathy moan, “Fuck me please 'need you in me.” she kisses your jaw, “Whatever you say princess.”

She discards her boxers, her hardened cock springs out, her pre-cum leaking from the tip. “Nata—” she covers your mouth when she slides her dick inside of you. You let out a muffled scream, completely breaking apart as she stuffs you up, inch by inch.

“Fuck baby you're taking daddy in so well..” you moan, pushing in more of her length. She feels your walls clench around her, “Mm.. daddy you're so big.” she grunts, grabbing onto your hips to thrust harder into you.

Your whimpers and moans like music to her ears, she pulls you in for a rough, slow kiss. You gasp softly, locking your lips with hers. “Mmh.. Natasha–” she squeezes your ass, making you emit a throaty moan as her dick rubs against your g-spot. “Oh—”

She grips onto your hips, slamming her cock deeper into you. “Taking me in so well baby.” she leans over and whispers. “Are you close?” you nod, unable to respond in words. “Cum all over my cock like a good little whore.”

You dig your nails into her shoulders, moaning loudly, as you came onto her dick. “You're doing so well detka..” she praises, whispering into your ear as she runs her hands up and down your back. “Natasha..” she looks down at you, “Mhm?”

You press a light kiss to her neck, “You want me to clean you up darling?” she softly smiles, “If you want to.” you nod, she kisses your cheek, and slowly pulls out.

You lower yourself onto her, wrapping your lips around her tip. She lets out a shaky breath, bringing her hand to grip onto your hair. You take more of her dick inside of your mouth, coating it with your saliva. She takes her hand, pushing herself into you. “Oh fuck baby..” she lets of a soft moan as you run your tounge over her veins, you feel her dick twitch inside of your mouth.

You suck harder, bobbing your head up and down her length, looking up at her with wide eyes. “Y/N..” she whimpers out, “Fuck– kotenok 'm gonna cum, swallow it like a good girl.” she says, before filling your throat up with her warm juices. You swallow it down, you pull her cock out of your mouth.

She smirks, grabbing your jaw to look at your fucked out face, her cum dripping out the corners of your mouth. “Are you okay moya lyubov?” you smile, nodding your head, “Mhm!” she wipes off your mouth, looking down at you. “Happy anniversary Tasha..” you say, moving upwards to pull her into a slow, passionate kiss.

She smiles into the kiss, pulling you closer to her. “Happy anniversary.” she pants out, “Maybe next anniversary.. we could have a 3rd mini Romanoff in our family.” you laugh, kissing her cheek. “Natasha– you're being serious?” she nods slowly, nervously smiling.

You kiss her softly, “Natasha I– yes I would love to have another mini Romanoff.” you look up at her, she holds onto you tightly, “Let's pick out names.” she says. “Nat I'm not even pregnant yet, you weirdo.” she chuckles, kissing your neck. “Yet.” you smile, “I love you Natty.” she puts her head in the crook of your neck, “I love you most Y/NN.”

You groan when you both hear a loud shatter in the direction to the kitchen, before yelling, “Alex!”

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