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kisses4choso · 7 months

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#SUPER SHY

SYNOPSIS: their praises are just too much for you, but in their eyes, you're deserving of every last one of them, and more. CHARACTERS: SANJI, ZORO, & LUFFY WARNINGS: short headcanons, foul language with zoro bc it's zoro, duh! NOTE: @matsunok02 is the lovely person who requested this, but i can't tag you, so i hope this finds its way to you!

SANJI:

your number one hypeman, no matter what.

you put in effort to dress up? he's going to lay down over muddy puddles so your new outfit won't get dirty.

you dressed down today? he's absolutely in awe of your 'effortless beauty', in his words.

when you shy away from compliments, it breaks his heart a little bit

he loves to talk and talk about you, so seeing that it might make you feel uncomfortable makes him rethink a little...

when he realizes it's because you feel undeserving?

he's not having it at ALL.

will make you do self-affirmations; he's not playing

"you're beautiful." "..." "well?" "i'm beautiful..." "I KNOW RIGHT?!"

he's kinda (really) annoying about it, but he's naturally cheesy so you gotta put up with it

and he doesn't limit himself to looks

no, he's ALL about you

you saved the crew's ass with a last minute strategy? you must be a genius!

and he goes into DETAIL

his strategy is mostly getting you used to compliments, so over time they don't feel so disconcerting to receive

if you're one of those people that deflects a compliment by complimenting someone back... he's gonna get you outta that habit

"look at you, i've got you all to myself? how luck-" "you look handsome too." "hm, i wasn't done. let's try that again."

and once you gain confidence around him? he's going insane.

something about your shy smile gets him GOING.

"you're an angel." "thank you, sanji." "ohmygodyou'resosexy."

10/10 confidence booster, might call you cringe petnames but worth it

ZORO

tbh... zoro isn't one for compliments

but he's honest, a man of his word

so if a shirt is unflattering, trust me he'll say "that shirt's ugly as shit"

you ask him how something looks on you really often

he might be saying "DAMN" in his head

his heart's pounding, he's having a coughing attack, he feels lightheaded, and suddenly he's losing grip on his swords...

but out loud? you're getting a "looks nice"

not even a full sentence, sorry

you'll probably hear more skill-based compliments

imagine the crew's celebrating a successful trip with a round of drinks and they're about to make a toast for you

(bc you kicked ass)

and you try to push the credit onto SOMEONE ELSE?

he's ready to fight you

"luffy tripped over his own feet and face planted, sanji missed a kick and started spinning, chopper and ussop fell overboard, nami steered us until we almost tipped over, robin got locked in a storage room, and i almost drowned. give yourself some credit."

now wtf are you gonna answer to that? nothing... so as everyone else is laughing and retelling their stories, he just brings his bottle close to yours, "cheers."

tough love

but he's so serious. you work hard for your acheivements, so if you won't recognize them yourself, he will.

now if you're tryna get a compliment compliment from him?

drunk zoro

he's like 1 shot away from passing out, slurring his words and all

"hmm? oh, where'd y'get that? s'pretty, yeah."

"that smile's gonna kill me one day."

"shit, y'look cute."

"fuck, don't look t'me like that."

yeah, alcohol is his worst enemy.

in the end, he mostly just shows you how he feels through actions LOL...

LUFFY

oh, he's completely unaware

but he's always tryna hype everyone up, and you're not an exception

will ALWAYS compliment you after a fight against the marines

"you did really well out there, let's get a meal to celebrate!"

if you go, "i was kinda useless, i don't know"

he's like "???"

just take the compliment because he's genuinely concerned and will argue with you until you give up

"what do you mean?" "it wasn't my best" "which means you're amazing even when you're not trying?" "oh" "yeah! cmon lets eat!"

if you compliment him, it turns into a competition

"i like your shirt, luffy." "thanks, yours is cute too!" "well, i think it goes nicely with your hat." "i think yours goes well with your shoes." "have you been working out more?" "i have, did you paint your nails a new color? they look cool!"...

yeah, it's never ending bc he doesnt know how to stfu

but trust, you'll never feel like luffy's lying to make you feel better

he's got a way with words when hes not being idiotic

"y'know, you're the kindest person i've met. i'm so lucky to have you next to me."

LIKE DAMNNN why are we being poetic

but if luffy's anything, he's genuine

so trust that the big stupid smile on his face when he sees you is something he cannot hold back

"why're you smiling like that?" "just happy to see you!"

and you're getting tackled to the ground

he doesn't expect anything back when he praises you, he does it because he feels like it

just don't try to deny it because he will NOT allow anyone, including you, to slander your name

also, whatever captain says goes

so if he says you're the bravest, prettiest, nicest, least smelly person in the entirety of the sea, it's true

just something quick to put out ><

#change in format #op headcanons #luffy x reader #zoro x reader #one piece #sanji x reader #sanji fluff #zoro fluff #luffy fluff #zoro x you #sanji x you #luffy x you #roronoa zoro #op x reader #op fluff

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whorekneecentral · 5 months

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Old Friends

Lance Stroll x Vettel!Fem!Reader

Warnings: big brother seb!!!, queen hanna appearance + a mick and gina cameo, lance has a crush, alcohol and the consumption of, being tipsy/kinda drunk, mentions/ insinuated that someone cheated, nipple play, oral (m!receiving), penetrative sex (p in v), creampie, seb teasing the two of you.

Word Count: 2,492

Author's Note: this is one of my favs so far. I couldn't write lance and not put in seb, it just wouldn't be me.

merry smutmas series

Lance gets an invitation to an old teammate’s place to ring in the new year but he finds himself too distracted by someone in particular to care about the ball dropping.

The invite came in the mail; a dying trade his former teammate would tell him.

A little brown envelope with silver glitter all over it, surely his girls helped him put it together. The card inside was hand written, Sebastian's scrawled cursive with pictures drawn in pencil crayon and covered in glitter at the bottom.

You're invited to the Vettel household on December 31st at 9pm for a New Year's Eve celebration.

Please rsvp by December 22nd.

With love,

Sebastian, Hanna & the Vettel children.

Lance didn't have plans, his parents were doing their own things and Chloe would be in Australia with Scotty and his family so he took his phone out and texted Seb right then.

To Seb: Hey man! Got your invite, tell the girls I said their drawings were adorable. Just letting you know I'll be there :)

It took Seb 10 minutes to reply.

From Seb: Thanks Lance! The girls say hello and thank you. We can't wait to see you.

Lance finds himself on the Vettel's doorstep on New Year's Eve, a bottle of some expensive Swiss wine in hand. He knocks on the door and Hanna opens it with a little boy in her arms.

"Lance!" She smiles, stepping to the side for him to come in.

"It's so nice to see you," the younger driver says, kissing her cheek before saying hello to their son.

"Please make yourself at home. Food and drinks are in the kitchen and Sebastian is somewhere around here." She tells him, rocking the sleepy boy, "you know how he is." She laughs, shutting the door.

Lance nods, smiling at her as he follows her into the house. The place is full, he showed up around 10 rather than the 9pm invite but it doesn't seem to make a difference. Everyone is all over the place; he goes over to say hello to Seb and then bumps into Mick who was there with his girlfriend, sister and her boyfriend.

He does in fact make himself at home, putting the wine in the kitchen before getting himself a drink. His red solo cup has some vodka in it and he spins around, looking for the cranberry juice. He sees everything but that.

"Need help?" A voice comes from behind him and before he turns, he knows exactly who it is. He smiles when he does turn, now face to face with her. "Hi y/n."

"Hey Lance," you smile, "what are you looking for?" You walk over, hugging the man hello.

"Cranberry juice." He tells you and you nod, walking to the fridge to grab it.

Lance watches you, admiring your outfit; a slinky silver top and a black mini skirt that frankly wasn't very family friendly but was on par with the theme of the night. He had met you when Seb became his teammate at Aston, you had a habit of following your brother around the world when you got bored of your life. You were only a year younger than Lance but he was intimidated by you.

You were just as bubbly and fun as Seb, loud and out there but in Vettel fashion, you could become broody at the snap of your fingers; something that only happened if someone fucked over your brother or at least that's when Lance noticed it.

Now if Mick had walked into the kitchen then, he'd be teasing his friend.

He was aware of the crush his friend had on his other friend. Mick had encouraged Lance to talk to you time and time again but he could never work up the courage. When he finally did, you were in a relationship and you had been since.

"Here," you hand the bottle over to him, "I put it in the fridge. It gets gross.. well even more gross when it's warm."

Lance smiles, "thanks." He pours the juice into his cup, before settling it back into the fridge. In the meantime, you had been filling a few shot glasses with what looked like tequila.

"Are you driving tonight?" You asked, downing one of the shots. Lance shook his head, "took an Uber."

"Perfect," you handed a shot over to him, picking up another one for yourself. "Bottoms up, Stroll." You tapped your glass to his and down the tequila.

Lance makes a face, clearing his throat which makes you laugh. "So, how are you? How's Fernando as a teammate?" You ask him, pouring some soda into a glass.

"I'm okay. He's pretty okay too, he's no Sebastian Vettel though."

You smiled, "that's what I like to hear. I've been keeping track, you did great this season."

"Yeah? You think so?" He asks and you nod, leaning on the counter as you take a sip of your soda. "Thanks," he smiles, taking a sip from his glass in hopes that it covers the blush on his face. "So uh.. how have you been? How's your boyfriend?"

"I'm good," you smiled, "as for him? Who knows, he's probably fucking some model somewhere."

Your words catch him off guard, Lance chokes on his vodka. Your brows furrowed, his hand rubbing at his chest as you looked at him. "Sorry, I just... I take you two aren't together ?"

"No," you shook your head, "it's whatever though."

"Sorry to hear that," he tells you and you shrug, smiling at him. You were about to say something but Gina was shouting for you, something about shots. "Excuse me," you smiled at Lance, picking up the bottle of tequila and the pack of shot glasses before heading over.

As much as Lance wanted to be sorry about your relationship ending, he couldn't be. This must be some sort of gift from god, for you two to be in the same place while you're single and he had enough liquor in him to tell you the truth.

The hours go by and it's inching closer to midnight with each passing second and you were dancing around the kitchen as you got a snack. A slice of pizza held between your teeth as you poured yourself a drink.

"Hey," you mumble, mouth full as you take the bite and hold the pizza. Lance smiles at you as he gets himself another drink. "Hey."

"You good?" You asked, setting your pizza on the counter. Lance nods, "perfect, you?"

"Yeah," you smiled, shimmying your shoulders as you danced your way over to the Canadian driver. He smiles, watching you. The many tequila shots added up over the night and the fact that the tiles were sticky from what seemed like spilled soda, caused you to slip and fall right into Lance.

His drink spills all over your very cute top. "Oh damn," you tsked, looking down at yourself. "Oh shoot, are you okay?" you asked, looking at him to see if anything got on him.

"I'm okay, are you?" His hands held your forearms, steadying you. "Do you need to change?"

"I probably should," you tell him and Lance nods for you to walk, his hand holding onto your arm to keep you steady. He knew the layout of the house, he had come over for dinner many times before and he had spent the night after one too many glasses of wine.

Lance walks you up the stairs, hands on your waist as you two head up. You walk into the guest room and Lance shuts the door, "are you okay ? Do you need help finding anything?" He looks at you as you sit on the bed.

You shook your head, "all good, Lance. Thank you."

He nods, taking that as his cue to leave so you could change. As he turns towards the door, you grab his hand. "Can you.. undo the knot?" You turned your back to him, pulling your hair up.

It was two single knots done up with a bow behind your neck and your mid back that kept your top up. Lance carefully undid the knot on your back, letting the strings fall to the sides and your bare back left exposed.

"The.. the other one too?" He asks and you nod, "please."

Lance is hesitant, but he reaches forward and pulls the string, undoing the knot. The silver fabric falls to the floor, the beading on it clings when it hits the floor.

Your back is still facing the driver, you've dropped your hair back down but it's abundantly obvious to Lance that he's stood in the room with you, while you were.. well, topless.

"I should.." he starts but you turn to face him, his eyes shifting down to steal a glance at your tits and he looks back up at your face - it took all but a second and he was but a man.

You smile, holding his jaw with your hand. "Stay."

"I really shouldn't." He whispers and you step closer, my chest pressed to his. "Why not?" You asked, standing on your tiptoes, lips ghosting over his.

He doesn't answer but he lets you kiss him, his cold hand rests on your lower back, pulling you flush against him. "You're drunk," he whispers against your neck and you shake your head, "I'm not."

"Are you sure you want to do this?" His eyes find yours when he pulls back and you nod. "I do."

"Okay," he says, kissing you again.

Your hands make quick work of his shirt, undone the buttons as he kisses down your neck to your chest. Lance has got an arm around you, his lips moving down towards your tits, his lips wrapping around your nipple.

The sound that leans your mouth was like heaven on earth to him; he can't wait to find out what other filthy sounds you could make.

It was much too loud downstairs for anyone to have a clue what was happening upstairs. The door was locked and he knew you had at least 40 minutes to midnight.

You push him away for a minute, the man looks at you confused as you scoot him back to the bed, letting him fall onto the soft mattress. Lance expects you to get on top of him, not sink to your knees in front of him.

"Baby-" "Shut up," you tell him, undoing his pants.

He smiles, carefully pulling your hair out of your face as your hand wraps around his cock. Lance bites back a groan, watching as your hand moves up and down slowly, your lips brushing over the tip.

"Please," he whispers and you smile, looking up at him through your lashes as you take him in your mouth. This time, he does groan out loud. "Fuck," he sighed, your hair into a make shift pony tail in his hand.

Your cheeks hallowed, head moving up and down. Lance watches your every movement, eyes fixed on you and everything you did; had he known, he would have spoken to you much sooner.

The stifled gag comes when the tip of his cock hits the back of your throat, eyes watering as you pull back a bit. Lance pulls you up, "as much as I want you to keep going, I wanna cum somewhere else."

"My mouth is just as good, Lance," you tell him, wiping the side of your lips with your thumb, sucking your finger. You don't miss the way his cock twitches at the action.

He smiles, "I'm sure it is, but c'mere."

You let him pull you up before you get on his lap, straddling him.

There was enough liquor in your systems to give you the courage to do things you wouldn't normally do but that you’d definitely remember.

Thighs squished on either side of him and your arms over his shoulders. His hand slides down from your hip to your ass, giving it a little squeeze. He smiles at you, admiring you. "Now, are you gonna stare at me all night or fuck me like I know you've been wanting too?"

For the second time that night, Lance had been caught off guard by your words. "You.. knew?"

"Of course I did, your staring wasn't exactly discreet, babe." You smile, pinching his cheek before you kiss him.

Your skirt bunched up on your hips, panties pulled to the side as you sank down onto his cock.

His hand on your hip guiding you, letting you bounce on his lap, his name falling from your lips.

Lance bucks his hips and your nails drop down from his shoulders to the scratches along his back. He lets out a groan, his face buried in the crook of your neck.

Your hand tangles in his hair, pulling his head back so you can kiss him. You kiss all over his face, Lance's cheeks red not just from the lipstick you had on but from the blush forming on his cheeks; though if you asked him, he’d blame it on the liquor.

"Fuck," you mumble, Lance's arms around you to keep you steady as you bounced on his lap, back arched slightly.

His hands squeeze at your hips, fingers digging in hard enough to leave behind fingerprints.

“Mmm there,” you breathe, chest pressed to his.

Lance's lips find your shoulder, he bites down softly when he feels you clench around him. “Gonna cum for me, sweetheart?” He whispers into your shoulder, peppering kisses over where he had just bitten.

Humming, your arms are wrapped around him, over his shoulders when you cum, wetness covering his cock. It takes only a few more thrusts and Lance follows behind you, the two of you holding onto each other for a while. Your legs are like jelly when Lance helps you up, letting you fix yourself.

He too get redressed and you change into a different top, fixing your skirt and your makeup before turning to him.

"11:58, we can make the ball drop." You grab his hand, pulling him out of the room with you.

Everyone was in the living room, watching the TV and chatting as they awaited the count down. Your brother notices your return, as well as Lances, who stood behind you.

"Outfit change?" Seb asks, handing you a glass.

You nod, "spilled soda on my other top." You tell him, watching as he passed a glass to Lance.

Seb hums, nodding. "And you required Lance's assistance to change?" His brow raises and your cheeks go red. "I.. I don't know what you're talking about."

"Yeah," Seb laughs, "whatever, y/n."

Lance smiles, his arm over your shoulder as the countdown plays; 10, 9, 8.

Your fingers interlock with his; 7, 6.

His cheek presses to yours; 4, 5.

"3, 2, 1, Happy New Year!" The people in the room cheer, friends hugging and lovers kiss. Lance leans over and you turn a bit, your lips pressing to his for a new years kiss.

"Happy New Year, Lance." You smiled, wiping the lipstick from his lips. "Happy New Year, Y/n."

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odxrilove · 3 months

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pairing: neighbor!wonbin x f!reader

genre: neighbors to lovers, babysitting!au (kinda)

warnings: reader has a baby brother, mentions of reader blushing, 2k

a/n: my first riize fic ^^ i hope yall enjoy this hehe

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“you know, you shouldn’t even be here right now.”

“yn.”

wonbin’s tone is stern and you cross your arms, letting out a loud huff to show your discontentment. from your position in the kitchen, you can stare at your neighbor-turned-babysitter all day, but you’re currently angry, so you opt to pout and grumble instead.

you can clearly hear wonbin sigh in defeat and you watch him lean back on his arms on the floor from the corner of your eye. he’s a few feet away from your little brother, giving him enough space to draw in his coloring book.

the handsome boy (you’re angry, but not blind) turns to you, black hair perfectly framing his stupidly pretty face. your eyes fall to his lips for a second. one second too long apparently because soon he starts to grin and you have no other option than to look away and pout again.

a chuckle leaves his mouth and it annoys you more than it should.

he tilts his head a bit and looks at you, eyes raking over your casual outfit. you’re really trying to not look his way, simply because you refuse to give him the satisfaction of knowing your attention is on him but you’re still curious as to why he seems more concentrated on you than on his job.

don’t look.

your hand covers your mouth as you spin your pen with your fingers, swiftly clicking on it before writing a new sentence in your notebook, elbow propped up on the kitchen island.

all the while you flip a few pages in your textbook to get to a new chapter of history, wonbin hums, high fiving your brother when the latter shows him his colorful drawing.

you swear you’re not paying attention, but the way you can hear him smiling as he speaks softly makes your face burn, ears turning red. he’s good with kids, and although you’re supposed to be pissed at your parents– and thus him– you can’t help but admit he’s doing a good job.

you would have done a good job too, you tell yourself.

your hand stills over the counter, pen inches away from the paper. in not even one second, you went from being productive and finally getting some homework done to thinking about wonbin and his pretty eyes.

you hate this, because you swear you’re angry at him. or at least you’re supposed to.

deep down you know that the so-called hatred you have for him right now is a way to stop you from thinking about what you really feel for your neighbor.

gosh, his eyes are just so pretty.

maybe you’re overreacting a bit too. maybe you’re being a bit dramatic, because the way wonbin starts to frown as he notices your brows furrow makes your heart throb.

you had decided to sit at the kitchen island to do your homework, because the kitchen table seemed a bit too close to the living room. but now that you’re actually in the kitchen, you realize you’re facing him (and your little brother, of course) and if you’d even look up for one second, eye contact would be guaranteed.

this sucks, you think, as you slide off the barstool and wander deeper into the kitchen. maybe if you’d fake looking for something to eat in the fridge, he would finally look away.

without really being thirsty, you grab the first carton you find and move to pour yourself a glass of whatever said carton contains. ah, apple juice it is.

you think you’re finally starting to get more comfortable in your own home after wonbin’s arrival but then he lets out a giggle– one that you find absolutely adorable too– and your lips freeze on the brim of your glass, head snapping towards the living room. “what.” you almost bark out, eyes fierce.

“it’s nothing,” wonbin has to swallow a laugh and divert his eyes, waving his hand in front of his. “don’t worry about it!”

you put your glass down on the counter and put a hand on your hip, eyes big and confused. “tell me,” you just watch as he lets out another giggle at your desperate tone, “c’mon! i’m gonna think you’re making fun of me if you don’t tell me.”

“your slippers,” this time wonbin looks at you, really looks at you. he sees how your eyes go wide and how your nose twitches in surprise. he sees how your lips fall open and gape at him and he sees how eyelashes flutter when you blink rapidly. he speaks up again, still looking at you, “they’re cute.” you’re cute.

“ah,” you nod, a bit surprised.

“you can compliment me back, y’know”

“i can literally kick you out right now.”

wonbin only puts his two hands up, a teasing smile clear on his lips as he admits defeat.

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it’s slowly getting darker outside, the sun disappearing behind the houses in your neighborhood.

you’re on the last page of your essay when wonbin closes the living room curtains and finally agrees to your brother’s request of watching his favorite film. you find it rather domestic, how he’d hauled your brother from the floor to the couch and how he’d draped your blanket over the both of them.

the disney film is on pause as your brother babbles about his classmates, excitedly recounting yesterday’s events. you go to turn on the stove to prepare dinner and smile to yourself when your brother mentions the solar planet you had helped him make for his science fair. you smile even bigger when wonbin applauds him and makes him promise to show him one day, because he has to see how good you two are (his words).

when the water is boiling in the pot and you’ve stacked and pushed aside all your school work to prepare for dinner, you don’t directly realize you set the table for three until wonbin points it out, leaning casually against the fridge.

“i didn’t know i was invited for dinner.”

you shrug in an effort to act as casual as he is, but it comes off as rather stiff so you just turn away, mindlessly stirring the pasta. “well, i wouldn’t want you to starve. who else would my parents turn to when they’re in need of a babysitter?” certainly not me.

you’re clearly still a bit bitter that your parents don’t trust you to babysit your own brother.

wonbin just laughs, like he’s having the most fun knowing you’re irritated at him for replacing your “part-time job”. you send him a nasty glare and it only makes him chuckle more, obviously entertained by your displeasure.

he goes to lean on the counter next to you as he watches you do your magic, as per your brother’s words, and lightly bumps his elbow into yours. “c’mon, i know you’re not really mad at me for being here.”

you flick his crossed arms and check to see if the pasta is not overcooked. “i just don’t understand why they’d waste money to get a babysitter for him when i literally exist and live here!” okay, so maybe you’re not being hundred percent honest and are more pissed about the babysitter being wonbin than the waste of money but he doesn’t have to know that.

wonbin continues to stare at your face, tracing your side profile with his eyes. “i offered to babysit, and your dad knows i’ve been saving up for a car...” his smile is teasing when he shrugs as you send him a glare.

“and what if i was saving up for a car? you’d be ruining my chances to do so.” you’re stubborn and not letting go.

your neighbor, who’s actually way too close to you for your liking (you’re sure he can count your beauty marks with how close he is) stifles a laugh. “we both know you’re not saving up for a car,” his voice insists on the ‘not’ and you know he sees you rolling your eyes. “besides, you don’t need one.”

the pasta looks good as you go to grab two oven mitts, glancing at wonbin from the corner of your eye. you’re confused and he knows because not even a second later and he’s grabbing the oven mitts from your hands and carrying the pasta to the kitchen table. “i can always just drive you around, y’know. contrary to what you think, i do actually enjoy your presence, babe.”

when his words register in your brain, you can’t seem to move from your spot in the kitchen and wonbin finds it all too cute, smiling while ushering your little brother to sit at the end of the table.

babe. babe? “babe?” your fingers find wonbin’s hand, wrapping slowly around his wrist when he walks past you to get some glasses. he stops in his tracks, tilting his head a bit and smirking at your surprised gaze and vulnerable tone.

he just nods, the top of his cheeks blushing only for a fraction of a second. unbeknownst to you, his heart is beating like crazy. “shouldn’t i have called you that? you don’t like it?”

you shake your head, still startled from him calling you by an affectionate nickname, something he had never done before and something you would have never guessed he would ever do.

“It’s alright,” you say, voice suddenly shakier than usual, “i didn’t expect it, that’s all.”

your fingers let go of his wrist but he doesn’t directly move away, staring at the way your other hand is holding tightly onto the kitchen counter. he notices how you’re reaching for the utensils but your mind is focusing on something else, your fingers absentmindedly pulling the kitchen drawer open.

suddenly, wonbin feels a pang of guilt. he can’t seem to decipher what the expression on your face means but he’s worried he might have gone too far, or that you’re too far gone in your head.

“hey,” his voice startles you out of your thoughts, “are you sure it’s okay? i can stop if you want–”

“no!-” your panicked tone startles him a bit and you clear your throat, fiddling with one of the rings on your fingers, “i mean, i– i didn’t mind it? i quite liked it.”

wonbin’s eyes widen a bit, surprised but thrilled. “oh.”

“yeah.”

the short awkward silence between the two of you gets interrupted by your younger brother’s complaints, and you quickly move past wonbin to serve the youngest one in the house a big plate of spaghetti (his favorite).

it’s only when you’re seated at the table that you realize wonbin’s marched over and took your plate, serving you before him. he looks almost ethereal under the warm kitchen lights and you can’t help but stare, this time not caring about getting caught.

the pasta looks extra good when he puts your plate down in front of you and your stomach grumbles at the sight, earning a slight chuckle from the boy in front of you.

your baby brother’s focus is entirely on his dinosaur shaped fork, which wonbin takes as an opportunity to reach over the table and grab your hand, drawing a stifled gasp out of you. his thumb is rubbing circles on the back of your palm and your hand feels heavy but comfortable in his grasp.

your gaze travels from your intertwined fingers to his face and you almost melt at the soft look in his eyes. it almost looks like he’s in love.

he is, but you don’t know that. yet.

“let me take you out on a date, please.”

the way his voice gets stuck in his throat and his tone gets breathier tells you everything you have to know and you squeeze his hand lightly in a comforting manner. he anxiously bites the inside of his cheek while he waits for your answer and he’s glad you don’t see his leg bouncing up and down under the table.

“i would love to, wonbin.” your cheeks turn red and your lips automatically curl, revealing the smile wonbin likes so much.

the stress leaves his body the second the words leave your mouth and he suppresses a nervous laugh, free hand coming up to push his hair back.

“yeah?”

“of course,” your smile is contagious when you nod, “how could i say no to you?”

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rafeandonlyrafe · 6 months

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a collection of soft moments with rafe

words: 2.4k

warnings: none?, rafe being kinda desperate... okay maybe really desperate in the last one

taglist: @drewstarkeysbae @thelomlisrafecameron @f4ll-for-you @dilvcv

“i was tryin' to fly but i couldn't find wings.” you sing along to the song, swaying slightly as you finish cleaning off the table, ears perking up when you hear the door open and close, signaling that rafe just got home, but you continued your clean, “but you came along and you changed everything.”

you feel rafe’s hands on your hips suddenly, making you jump, not realizing over the music that he had entered the room.

“you lift my feet off the ground.” taylor’s voice continues to sing from the speakers as rafe turns you in his hold. your hands instinctively go to his shoulders, smiling up at him as rafe starts to sway along to the music. “you spin me around.”

at the lyric, rafe begins to slowly spin you around the room, looking down at you with the most genuine look of love in his eyes that you’ve ever seen.

“i love you.” you mouth to rafe, not wanting to interrupt the song with your words as he pulls you closer to him, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

"feels like i'm fallin' and i'm lost in your eyes. you make me crazier, crazier, crazier."

“don’t we have to leave like right now rafe?” you ask, rushing to his closet when he asked you to pick out his outfit for him. one of his favorite things to do is pick out what you’re going to wear, especially for a night out with him, and he likes to reserve the favor for you too.

“we can be late.” rafe says, still in just a pair of gray sweatpants, while you’re completely ready in a simple deep blue dress, chosen of course by your boyfriend.

you sift through his shirts, having one in mind, a blue patterned button down that would match your dress. you finally find it and pull it out, handing it to rafe to put on while you find a pair of pants that would fit the color scheme.

you watch as rafe dresses, looking to you for approval. you frown. there’s nothing particularly wrong with the outfit, but it’s just not pulling together for you.

“hold on.” you hum, knowing you should be moving faster so you can get to your event, but you honestly are enjoying playing dress up using rafe.

“try this.” you toss him a new shirt, but again it doesn’t spark anything in you.

“put on your black shoes, i’ve got another in mind.” you turn back to his drawer, hoping that the light blue shirt you’re thinking of is complementary to your own dress.

you find it on the bottom of the drawer, and hold it up happily to rafe. “look! it’s perfect!” you know before he even tries it on that it’ll go perfectly with what you’re wearing.

rafe pulls the shirt over his shoulders, but you stop his hands from doing the buttons as you take over for him, tongue sticking out of your mouth slightly in concentration as your fingers work on the tiny button.

you leave the top two undone, the event not being too formal, and liking the peak of skin. “perfect.” you say, looking at the two of you standing next to each other in the mirror.

“thank you baby.” rafe says, looping his arm around your waist. “i love spending time with you.”

you feel your cheeks flare red as you blush at his words. “all i did was get you dressed.” you try to deflect his words.

“i know and i loved it.” rafe presses a kiss to the side of your head.

“hm.” rafe says, “can you change your shoes?” you look down at your sandals, taking them off and putting a pair of converse instead. “you know, if you just told me where we were going i would be able to pick out a better pair of shoes.” “good try, baby.” rafe smiles, taking your hand as you head out the door, to whatever surprise that rafe has planned.

you get into the car, trying to tell where rafe is taking you by the drive, but it’s out into the country, so you ignore trying to figure out where you’re going and instead just enjoy rafes hand on your thigh and the music playing through the stereo.

“rafe!” you gasp as you see the explosion of colors on the road ahead. “you did not!” “i did.” rafe says cockily, obviously expecting your excited reaction.

“i cannot believe you actually brought me flower picking.” you lean over as rafe parks, pressing kisses to his cheek. “you’re the best boyfriend ever.” “i know.” rafe laughs, putting the car into park and turning his head to let you kiss him, lips pushing together in a display thats a bit overly passionate for the parking lot, but you’re just so happy that your usually closed off to the world boyfriend becomes a total sweetheart just for you.

“don’t you dare open your car door.” rafe says, pulling away from the kiss. you just smile as he rounds the car, opening your door and helping you out.

you take a deep breath of the flower scented air, eyes looking over all the different rows of brightly colored flowers.

“come on, we gotta get our jar and scissors.” rafe takes your hand in his, leading you towards the booth. there’s only a few other people picking flowers today, so there’s no line when you approach and rafe quickly pays.

“alright, baby, i already know you’re thinking about what you want.” rafe laughs, knowing he’s not really there for choosing the style of the bouquet you make, rather to be the one to cut the stems for you and hold everything.

“mmm, i’m really feeling like an orangey-red-yellow color palette.” you say, heading towards the flowers with rafe following close behind.

“rafe! come here!” you call out to him, and you hear his rapid footsteps as he runs into the bathroom.

“are you okay?” he asks, eyes searching for any sort of potential danger you might be in.

“i’m fine, rafey!” you say, waving your hands as if that’s going to dissuade his worry and take it all away.

rafe comes to where you’re standing in front of the mirror, pressing you into the sink as he pushes his chest into your back. “you scared me.” “sorry, baby.” you hum, picking up a packet from off the sink. “want to do a facemask with me?” “is this what you called me in here for?” rafe questions, looking at the plastic package in your hand.

“mhm. i’m doing one too, it’ll be fun.” rafe sighs, burying his head in your shoulder, pressing a kiss to your bare skin, glad that you’re only wearing a tanktop so he has more access. he considers saying no, but he just can’t deny you what you want.

“fine, but no pictures and don’t tell anyone about this. ever.”

you squeal in happiness, ripping open the package and directing rafe to bend down that way you can place the sheet mask on his face, choosing a brightening one for him while you’re going to go for hydrating.

you giggle seeing your boyfriend, who plenty people consider scary, in the skincare. he glances in the mirror with a frown.

“you look super cute.” you say. “now let me put my mask on then we can sit on the bed and watch tv until it’s time to take them off.”

“what is all this for?” rafe questions, not expecting to come home to the counters filled with baked goods.

“oh perfect timing!” you say, heading over to rafe and giving him a quick kiss on the lips in greeting.

you place your hands on his shoulders, steering him towards the island. “sit down, i need you to taste test everything for me.” “i would be more than happy to do that baby but um-” he pauses, eyes once again moving over the multitude of cupcakes decorated in different ways, along with cookies and some pastries he doesn’t know the name of.

“oh, right!” you giggle, placing a cupcake in front of him. “i decided to enter a baking competition.” “really?” rafe asks, peeling the wrapper off a cupcake and taking a bite, his eyebrows shooting up. “well, you’re definitely going to win, this is delicious.” “really? be honest rafe, don’t just say that because i’m your girlfriend.” rafe shakes his head, taking another bite. “no seriously babe.” you let out a little squeal in happiness, clapping your hands together as rafe chews more. “okay, but stop eating that, you’re going to get full and i have a lot more i need you to try.”

you take the plate holding the cupcake away from rafe, sliding a different pastry in front of him. rafe eats it, again complimenting you as you cycle through the different things you’ve made while he was away.

“here, this is a pumpkin puff pastry.” you give him the next dessert.

rafe happily takes a bite, but his face suddenly twists. he covers it up quickly, but not before you’re able to tell.

“you don’t like it?” you ask, and rafes heart breaks at your big eyes looking at him, so upset.

“no, it’s really good, i just-” rafe grabs the glass of water you got him, taking a sip to wash down the treat.

“i just am not a fan of pumpkin.” rafes words don’t seem to make you feel any better, so he turns on his stool and pulls you into him, placing your body in between his legs.

“princess, i’ve loved everything you made, you’re absolutely going to win this baking competition, gorgeous.” “you really think so?” you ask, reaching your hands up to play with the collar of rafes shirt.

“of course.” he leans forward, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “now whats next for me to try?” rafe asks, even though his stomach hurts from how much he’s eaten.

rafe presses another kiss to your cheek, making you look up from the book your reading. “what is it baby?” “nothing.” rafe shakes his head, but takes the now closed book out of your hands and sets it on the coffee tables. you can’t hold back a giggle as he takes your hands and brings it up to his face.

“do you want some attention?” you ask, rubbing your thumbs over his cheeks.

“mmm.” rafe just hums, closing his eyes as he finally gets what he wants. you scooch over on the couch so you’re sitting closer to him, your thighs pressing together.

you move a hand up to play with rafes hair, making him drop his head against the couch, cheek pressing into the cushion. you lean forward and kiss the tip of his nose, admiring his blissed out face now that you’ve finally got your hands on him.

“gimme a kiss.” rafe says, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you onto his lap.

you melt into his body, enjoying the soft knitted sweater he’s wearing and the way it feels against you.

you press your lips against rafes, letting him take the lead in the slow and easy kiss, taking pleasure in the way his lips glide over yours.

you pull away after a minute, resting your head against rafes forehead. it’s a rare moment of complete peace, where rafe is calm and relaxed. you hate to break it, but you eventually stand up, giving him another kiss on the lips.

“where are you going?” rafe asks, reaching out and tugging on your hand.

“i’m going to go take a shower.” you say, feeling gross with your oily hair, plus, you really need to shave, the prickly hairs are starting to bother you.

“okay, i’ll join you.” rafe stands up to follow you, but you place your hands on his chest with a shake of the head.

“usually, i’d love for you to join me, but i’ve got… girly stuff to do.” you decide that it’s a good enough explanation, but of course it doesn’t dissuade rafe.

“okay and?” he deadpans, making you roll your eyes.

“just not this time, rafe.” you start to walk away, up the stairs to your bedroom, but rafe is right on your tail.

you decide to ignore him, heading into the bathroom and beginning your shower prep, deciding to do a hair mask while you shave, getting out your razor and creme from the counter underneath the sink.

“i’ll turn the water on for us.” rafe makes a point of using the pronoun.

“baby.” you groan, placing your products on the shower bench. “i don’t want you to just stand there and watch me shave! i love you but i need a minute alone, okay?” “fine.” rafe leaves the room quickly, swinging the door shut behind him. you sigh and rub your eyes, but turn the water on to heat up.

time passes quickly as you go through your extended shower routine, your phone playing music from it’s place on the sink counter. you finish up, feeling completely refreshed and clean. you pull the robe rafe got you around your body and head out of the bathroom.

“rafe?” you gasp, seeing him sitting on the floor next to your bed, his knees pulled up to his chest, head slumped forward.

“baby!” he picks his head up suddenly, but you can still read his emotions how upset he is.

“hey, hey, what’s wrong?” you kneel down in front of him, leaning forward to kiss his forehead. his eyes are ever so slightly red and you wonder if he’s been rubbing at them or if he’s been crying.

“i-” rafe takes a deep breath, “i hate being away from you.” “oh, honey.” you heart breaks, and you lean forward to wrap your arms around rafes shoulders, who drops his knees so you can get closer. “if i would have known it was that big of a deal, i would have let you shower with me, i just didn’t think you actually wanted to see me like shave and stuff.”

“next time you’ll let me in?” rafe asks in a soft voice that breaks your heart.

“of course.” you take his face in your hands, angling it to press a kiss to his lips. “i love you.”

the spark in rafes eye is finally back. “i love you too.”

#writing ghostface rafe so this was a refreshing break from that lol #needed to get out of him being a LITERAL SERIAL KILLER and write some cute bf rafey lol #rafe fluff #rafe cameron fluff #rafe cameron imagine #rafe cameron fanfic #rafe cameron fic #rafe cameron fanfiction #rafe cameron x reader #rafe x reader #rafe fanfic #rafe fic #rafe cameron one shot #rafe cameron blurb #rafe fanfiction #rafe one shot #rafe imagine #rafe cameron x you

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multifariousqueer · 10 months

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Miles G and Miles Morales Headcannons: Twin Edition

For reference: miles g will be called Milo

A/n: AHHHH ITS GOOD TO BE BACK BABES!!! Ik new fics And pt.2’s are Coming soon, works been a killer and I’ve been going through stuff but it’s good to be back writing for my boys. Requests are closed but opening up soon 🫶🏽🫶🏽

Warnings: none

Miles Morales:

Is like 4 inches taller but makes it feel like 4 feet

Nicer and a bit more approachable

Loves being in pictures and making funny faces

Dog person

Can’t cook for shit but tries so hard for his mom

They have their own little dates and things

His side of the room is a mess

I feel like he played an instrument in the past when he was a kid

Maybe Piano or guitar

He’s a loner by default but he would have more friends if he wasn’t so busy being Spider-Man

He def takes pictures of sunsets from the tips of buildings

Used to color code outfits with Milo but stopped when they were 12

Same with baths but they were 7 for that

His side of the room is disgusting. Like shit is crawling

There’s a single chair with all of his stuff on it

He brings Ganke over sometimes but Ganke took a stronger liking to Milo bc he’s chill

“Yeah man idk if i can come. Is Milo gonna be there?”

Milo doesn’t give a shit but secretly loves Gankes company

They chill and play video games

Miles is also better at video games than Milo

Whenever he gets stuck on a level, he hands the controller to him

He’s more affectionate than Milo

Will draw you and touch you more

Very smart but he has his moments

Definitely more book smart then Street smart

Doesn’t know basic things and code within the streets so sometimes Milo has to help him

Overall, he’s a sunflower child and we love him 🫶🏽🫶🏽

Milo Morales

Was def born First but is shorter than Miles and Miles makes fun of him for it

Plays basketball with Uncle Aaron sometimes and he’s pretty good at it

Played the violin or cello at some point in his life

“Don’t forget im older than you” “im sorry is someone speaking?”

Is more violent than Miles but it’s because he’s the Prowler

Takes more time for him to warm up to you but once he does, he’s stuck on you for life

Will spoil you with Gifts

Speaking of… him and Miles get into it regularly over it, when they fight physically they sometimes slip and use their real names

He’s a mamas boy FR. This man loves his mama

Will make fun of Miles for being a no sabes kid

Sometimes, him and Rio will speak in Spanish in front of Miles and he’ll just stare at them hoping to recognize a word

“Hey you said cabròn, i heard that!”

He’s more of a cat person then Miles

Yells at Miles for creasing his Jordan’s

“Nah homie, you gotta apologize to the J’s they didn’t deserve that”

Is a loner by choice whereas Miles is a loner by default

This man hasn’t smiled in YEARSSS

He hangs out with Uncle Aaron more than his dad

He seems like his side of the room would be cleaner than Miles

“Milo! Have you seen my- Oh Nevermind! I found it” “yeah”

Has an rbf but once you get to know him, hes kinda nice

Takes the pictures in the family

Learned to cook from his mom and regularly cooks with her while speaking Spanish

It’s so freaking cute oml. Like if there’s music playing, he will spin her to the music and everything and they will laugh

He’s not a snowbunny lol. He’s down with the brown

He seems like he wears 100 million cologne

Smells better and is more put together than Miles

Overall, he’s more razor sharp

More nonchalant

Definitely is a tad bit jealous that Miles is apart of a spider society

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louscartridge · 2 years

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dating ranboo hdcns

i do not give permission for my fics to be posted claiming to be yours, translated, or posted on another platform without credit.

cw- mentions of mental heath being shit

you wear his clothes all the time bc they’re all so big and for the most part casual

your own clothes? nah. his.

you love wearing them, he loves when you wear them. its a win win.

loves holding your hand

high fives you and then catches your hand in the high five so now your holding hands

he holds it when hes streaming alot and make little designs with his thumb on it.

sometimes he forgets hes holding it, so if he dies or something and throws his arms up your arm goes ~ with his

is really dramatic about it at first, saying he ‘couldve dislocated your shoulder’

if your out to eat or ordering he’ll always get what you get

“ran what do you want?”

“whatever you get love”

writes you notes alot

so like if your sleeping and he has to leave or stream or something

you wake up with a little sticky note next to you

you’d never tell him but you keep every single one

you have a drawer in your nightstand just full of notes hes written for you

he also writes things on your mirror so you dont forget to do it

if your shorter then him you wash dishes so he doesnt have to (as a tall person i can say washing dishes fr hurts)

hes more of a protective boyfriend then jealous

if someone is trying to flirt with you or something he’ll just stand behind you, listening to the convo

he trusts you and also knows you can take care of yourself but sometimes overthinks

what ifs suck

if the person really isnt getting the hint hell rap his arms around you and lay his head on your shoulder from behind and makes an excuse to leave

“toby texted me and said hes at the house already”

is really understanding if your mental health is shit

helps you clean your room

sometimes he writes on your mirror, more things like ‘try to have all the clothes picked up off your floor by the end of the week’

but if you feel like that puts pressure on you or something he wont

if you ask him to wash your hair he’ll quickly say yes.

turns the shower on and just has you kneel over the tub so your under the shower and washes your hair like that so its not as much work for you

please paint his nails

yk the stream that aimsey and niki do his nails? hes like that but not at the same time.

hes alot less marty with you then he was with amsey

though he would still be joking

its kinda just another excuse to hold hands with you tbh

you let him choose the color

he lets you choose a color to put on his middle finger tho

“ahh you did such a good job! oh my god, thank you :D”

he LOVES to pick out/make outfits for you

like even if its not with his clothes

hes just finds it really fun

especially does it when your traveling and he cant go with you

he just packs all the clothes for you

thinks youll be thinking of him even more bc your wearing something he made (as if you wouldnt be thinking of him the entire time?)

he’ll spend like an hour rummaging through your closet, every now and then finding things of his

“this is where this went!” “did you take this from me?” “how do i still have clothes of my own?!”

when karl lends ranboo a ring and he wears it your playing with his hands even more belive it or not

spinning the ring around

when you first do it he doesnt know if your ok

he gently grabs your hand making you stop

he softly says ‘hey, you alright?’

you were embarrassed at first but once you told him you were alright he lifts your hand up and kisses it then puts it back down letting you continue

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withered--s0uls · 10 days

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OKAY, I think I'm done for now.

@electrozeistyking and I a little while ago talked about how GD!N would react to DAS!Cyn. They went on about in a reblog but basically he would be extremely happy bc DAS!Cyn is a separate entity to the Absolute Solver, therefore meaning she's not the one behind everything.

So at first they probably both would be extremely happy. DAS!Cyn in her own AU upon meeting N first is absolutely terrified that he might hate her after everything the AS made her do. So the fact GD!N would react very positively to her presence would be a huge a relief to her.

Now, the issue is that the "Dormant" in "Dormant" Absolute Solver is in quotations for a reason. It simply lost interest in her as a main host / had no need for her anymore. It still has admin rights over DAS!Cyn and she still has a Solver Form. Though she doesn't use it by choice bc of PTSD triggers (until possibly a specific point in Ep7 but I'm waiting for ep8 to decide).

So yeah I think that would make both GD!N and DAS!Cyn kinda anxious to put it lightly.

(More Art and stuff under cut because this crossover has been living RENT FREE IN MY HEAD)

Also fun fact

@electrozeistyking has mentioned and shown Beanie finding comfort in the sound of her fathers core.

Well funny story.

DAS!Cyn always was comforted by her brothers core back at the manor, when they first reuite at the start of Ep6 and she sees DAS!Uzi summon her Solver wings and tail, her instinct is pressing closer to DAS!Ns chest for comfort. Her memories of the Solver features are very very blurry, but she is triggered by seeing them regardless.

I thought It was cute the girls have that in common, so I decided to draw them and GD!N sleeping with the girls having their heads close to his core :3

OKAY FINALLY WE GET TO THE DOODLE PAGE

I didn't feel like fully making these so they're sketchy doodles :"

The first two are based on Zeisty saying GD!N would probably pick DAS!Cyn up and spin her around. Also you probably noticed between this doodle, the first drawing & the Tiny!N & DAS crossover post, but DAS!Cyn displays flowers on her visor to emote happiness!

The 3rd and 4th are just random interactions between the kiddos lol. I feel like Beanie probably would be happy to have another Auntie, not to mention one closer to her age so they can do silly kid stuff together. DAS!Cyn... oh boy

She would feel a whole range of emotions; grief about missing so much of her brothers life (like he has a kid ffs), guilt and self blame after finding out what happened to Uzi (she blames herself for everything the AS caused, even tho she never agreed to it) which might end up in a "slight" breakdown, anger at the AS for causing GD!N that kind of pain and eventually once she processed all those emotions she probably would be excited to get to know Beanie. Like!! Imagine finding out you have a little Niece!!

She probably would struggle to easily keep up with Beanie bc she still has motor issues like in canonverse so she's a little slower, so it'd be mostly her trying not to fall over her own feet whilst being dragged around by an excited toddler who probably even with child lock is stronger than her lmao.

Also I drew DAS!Cyn in an alternate outfit bc I wanted to actually kinda show the oil reserve canister,,,

Ok wanting to respond to the hashtags specifically bc :)) yay

Also ig this is some DAS lore fact drops lol

Yeah, DAS!Cyn kinda didn't take it well either when she first realized the AS technically can still take over if it really wanted to after she transferred bodies in an attempt to escape. Imagine getting your core nearly crushed in an attempt to flee from robo satan just to find out entity STILL can use you for their bidding. Like!!! Damn that's not fair the kid nearly fucking died trying to break free!!!

DAS!Cyn definitely would want to spare Beanie the horrors too. DAS!Cyn herself is mentally like 7-10/11 at best 6-9 at worst -- despite kids usually just saying whatever comes to mind, she repressed most AS related stuff for a reason, she definitely wouldn't share what she knows with her newfound niece

I feel things would be either super great and happy or super traumatizing depending on when in the timeline we throw DAS!Cyn at them. If she's there during ep 6-7? Oh boy. Oh no. DAS!Cyn & DAS!N have an exchange during Ep7 that would not go over so well if it was GD!N in DAS!Ns place, because it would be awfully similar to GD!Uzis death -- she doesn't die, because DAS!N can't get himself to shoot with her being so close to the AS, despite her literally shouting at him to do it and that she won't be angry, that'll be fine. -- yeah I don't think GD!N would handle that well 😭 Zeisty feel free to get the angst train rolling if you wanna add your two cents on how that'd go over -- any point before that? Probably fine. Post S1? I'd imagine also fine depending on what Ep8 throws at us (except like... look at ideas list for more info*)

I'll assume that'd be Beanie reacting to seeing DAS!Cyn having the Solver tail and possibly the glitching Solver symbol in her visor. Yeah she definitely would try to play it off and go try and hide somewhere until she can get it under control again. High stress or negative emotions causes her Solver to act up (unrelated to the AS, just her own Solver form without the entity controlling anything!!) So what I said above to her reaction to the news of GD!Uzi being dead? And possibly finding out the reason why? Yeah that might trigger her tail and wings to pop out and her to basically be reduced to a hyperventilating ball on the floor because of proceeding to blame herself for all of GD!Ns suffering due to thinking the AS actions & it being a danger are her fault

Other things I kinda wanted to doodle but didn't for now, might do at a later point;

Cyn still has a Solver Core, which is the same as a DD core (except smaller lol). So I was playing with the idea of Beanie noticing that her core sounds different from GD!Ns due to hers being severely damaged and actively leaking after the AS attempted to crush it during the body transfer. DAS!Cyn then trying to play it off

Some kind of acknowledgement of the Oil reserve canister on DAS!Cyns back, it was made by Tessa before the AS did the medurder and stuff. It's supposed to help keep the Solver in check by preventing overheating, hence why its directly connected to her chest where her core is

There was something else but it slipped my mind

Smth I'm not gonna say publicly for now until Zeisty posts something about it and/or eventually posts the chapters bc I don't want to spoil esp not bc it isn't my place to :" (if you're curious, Zeisty, lmk I can tell you in VC or DMs lol) but it partly would possibly be related to the 1st idea listed

* I have an idea for what happens to Cyns original body (the one the AS uses & that wears Tessa) post Ep8 IF Ep8 let's me do it that is. I think it could be fun to crossover that idea bc of GD!Ns ghost sight.... tho it definitely also would be fucking stressful and trauma inducing bc Solver stuff sooo yeah rip (again, if you want I could elaborate in vc or DMs on this bc I want to first wait and see what the season finale brings before I do anything "official" with this)

GD!N reacting to the information that DAS!Cyn canonly shot "Tessas" gun at the AS (well technically at its tentacles. Point being that kid fired a gun/knows how to use one) -- which again could be very interesting if we were to toss them into the same Ep7 bc that's when she does it

Possibly GD!N finding out ab the scars/cracks surrounding DAS!Cyns core bc,,, yeah

Anyways uuuhh heightbsheet bc I'm 99% sure I drew stuff inaccurate

These were actually so fun to draw and think & talk about. I'll post the GD x IC crossover once I'm done with that (yes, yes there is more than what you already saw Zeisty. Not much more but more nonetheless)

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your-local-hoemie · 1 year

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ꕥ Genshin Impact ꕥ boyfriend headcanons, mondstadt boy’s edition~

Warnings: Fluff, swearing, kinda suggestive, not proof read, gn!reader.

Summary: random head cannons about some of the mondstadt boys and how they act as your boyfriend uwu. (I have no idea what I’m doing)

Characters: venti, diluc, kaeya, albedo.

this is my first attempt so I’m so sorry in advance if it’s bad 💀

(I'll also do a part 2 if anyone is interested in this train-wreck)

VENTI~

- This smug little shit

-Extremely flirty and without even trying

-ESPECIALLY when he’s decided to down another nights worth of dandelion wine in less than a hour, much to Dilucs horror

“Ehe~ Windblume, you can resonate with my anemo statue anytime you please”

“VENTI NO”

-Loves to engage in bird behaviour and bring you little trinkets he finds

-Personal space? What’s that? My man is constantly holding onto you in one way or other

-Feeling down? Be prepared to be peppered with kisses and head pats

-Will purposely come up with songs to cheer you up and has no shame in serenading you in public!

-If you’ve been overworking yourself too much he WILL intervene~

-picks you up bridal style and carries you to a quiet place no matter how much you protest

-My man is sTRONG! He may look like a scrawny himbo small but please keep in mind that this is the archon that levelled mountains!

-Literally your biggest cheerleader

“Venti what do you think of my outfit?”

“My love, even the finest wine in Tyvat could not make my head spin as much as you”

-Loves to call you overly cheesy pet-names such as: archons most beloved/sugar apple/song bird/windblume/dear

-Invites you out to Angels Share at least 4 times a day

-Brings you Cecilia's and dandelions almost every day! even if you have hayfever

-Poor boy doesn't understand flowers can be lethal

-He has ALL the time in the world so when he's not drunk off his gourde you can bet he'll be dedicating that time to you!

-He ADORES listening to you! seriously! saw a weird looking bug? he'll want to hear about it!

-Will listen to literally anything you want to talk about for hours/days/a god damn eternity!

-Will be watching you!

-I swear, he doesn't mean to be creepy he just cares about you and your safety~

-Romantic idiots~

-Random nose boops when he thinks you’re being cute

DILUC~

-A born and raised gentleman!

-Absolutely despises the idea of you doing commissions for the KOF

-If this man see's you drinking with Kaeya be prepared for the most passive aggressive of man children you can come across-

"Darling I think you've had enough to drink. please let me escort you home"

"But Kaeya was just telling me about when you were childre-"

"Kaeya? Ah~ apologies, I seem to of mistook you for a over-watered house plant"

-He is NOT having it

-Surprisingly very flirty???

-has and will continue to name new drinks after you!!

-"Man I wish I could afford that" oh you sweet thing.

-You can

-Saw a outfit you really liked? jewellery maybe?

-You can bet your perfect little peach that it'll be waiting, neatly placed in a fancy box for you at home

-Romantic date nights AND dancing under the stars god i'm lonley

-Let's you style his hair!

-It's so fluffy how could you NOT!?

-Will walk around with the flowers you put in it with pride!

-Also with a face just as red as his hair if you tell him he's pretty~

-His go to pet names for you are: darling/dear/sunshine/love

-Will open doors with a little bow for you~

-Will get jealous if a little kid says that they want to marry you when they grow up

-Breakfast in bed

-every morning without fail!

-if he can’t wake you up himself he’ll leave a cute little love note and a rose aaAAAAA

-This man is so good at aftercare omggg

-little head kisses and cuddles that not even another archon war could pull you from

-Finds it adorable seeing how well you bond with the maids and staff

-I DARE the fatui to lay a finger on you

-Or anyone in general

-He knows you can stand your own easily but poor man is just so worried

-Has given up trying to convince you not to do commissions and even accompanies you sometimes

-Will read to you before bed~

-Has you lay on his chest or lap and pets your head while reading

-Idk why but I have this hc where he’s secretly really good at making specifically cookies

-Definitely hasn't considered having a hand crafted ring with your birth stone made more than once

KAEYA~

-Oh boy

-Flirty

-Too flirty

-Man will complement your ass at least 5 times a day

-He NEEDS you to know you're attractive to him

-Romantic idiots 2.0

-Diluc and Jean have had to scold you more than once for getting into the most ridiculous situations

-Once got kicked out of Angels Share after you both decided to have a drinking competition and ended up climbing on the tables to taunt Diluc

"You can't throw us out if you can't reach us luci~"

-He could and did

-Loves to run you a bath after a long day!

-Rose petals, candles, your favourite drink. Just ask and he’ll provide~

-Likes to “help” you wash

-Supports any idea you have no matter how god awfully ridiculous it is

-Participates in said god awful ideas

-Picnics on sunny days~

-Feeds you strawberries while watching the clouds i'm going to cry

-Jean has to scold him for day dreaming about you during work

-Give him a flower crown. nOW

-You won't even be able to pry it from his dead body istg

-Literally preserves it with his cryo just to make sure it lasts

-You once persuaded Diluc to come over for dinner

-You didn't do it again

-Though they both do try to get along for you~

-Kaeya.exe will stop working if you wear a skirt no matter what you identify as

-He's not a pervert I swear he just finds you irresistible

-When the knights throw a ball you two are instantly recognised as a power couple

-Hottest guests there istg

-Endless dancing even when there's no music

"Ohoh~ we don't need instruments to dance my dear. Not when our heartbeats can be our rythem"

-Smooth little shi-

-Man has cake. don't act suprised.

-Will get so flustered if you give it a little ground shaking slap

-Purposely annoys you just to watch you get all flustered

-Fav pet names are: Love/dear/snowflake/sweetheart

ALBEDO~

-What I wouldn't do for this man

-A sweet, pure, innocent bean

-Not to mention a gentleman

-First time he realised he had feelings for you, he was so confused

-Dude was like-

"What is this feeling? I'm so sorry traveller it appears i'm not accustomed to such emotions. I will have to conduct research into this"

-You actually had to awkwardly explain what it was

-He was also the last one to find out about it

-Everyone who saw you two together knew just from his body language

-Very smiley boy

-Very blushy boy

-Doesn't pick flowers for you

-Why would he?

-Not when he can cREATE them himself!

-He's still a little confused so give him some patience

-Affectionately calls your dates "research"

-Adores everything you do

-Has a actual fucking notebook filled with everything he loves about you

-Will read it to you if you're feeling sad

-His muse

-sketches you every chance he gets

-He just thinks you're neat beautiful in a ethereal way

-Loves going on commissions with you!

-Experiments with new creations to assist with them!

-Somehow got you a music box that plays your fav song

-Cute romantic dances under the stars 2.0

-He gets too flustered to do pda but he loves to hold hands

-Gets all blushy and constantly has to clear his throat

-Precious baby

-Ask him about his experiments please I'm begging you

-He'll get so excited and explain everything he's been doing with the biggest smile you'll ever see

-Klee adores you too!

-When he see’s how well you’ve bonded with each other he can’t help but feel like his heart is going to explode with happiness and warmth

-That is until he realises his heart isn’t the thing doing the exploding

-Stop encouraging this child to blow up timmie’s birds for food you absolute menace

-likes to bake with you!

- He says it reminds him of alchemy since you combine ingredients over heat

-he also gets cake out of it so how can he refuse

-you made him wear a apron that say’s “best boyfriend” once and sucrose walked in

-he thinks about that a lot at night

-he might not have a clue of what he’s doing but he’s determined to learn for you

-you’re his greatest experiment yet~

-his go to name’s for you areee: starlight/sweetheart/muse/flower/love/dear/darling.

(I hope this was ok! I’ve wanted to write this stuff for a while but I’ve been too anxious so please be nice or I will cry 💀)

#genshin boyfriend scenarios #genshin headcanons #genshin scenarios #venti #venti headcanons #diluc ragnvindr #diluc headcanons #kaeya #kaeya headcanons #albedo #albedo headcanons #genshin fluff #genshin imagines #genshin impact

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soaked4mk · 25 days

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Mileena x F!Reader Head Cannons (pt 2)

👽: Yall, I’m foaming from the mouth. I really wanna kiss Mileena. (And a bunch of other stuff)

⚠️: Just a little smutty

Sfw

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★ Mileena shows her love by doing kind acts of service. Whether it be brushing your hair, doing your nails, massaging your back or just simply bringing you cute snacks here and there.

★ When you and her are together in public, expect her to have her arm around your waist, or holding your hand. If she has to be more formal, she’ll slyly tuck a strand of hair away from your face, or casually straighten out a wrinkle on your shirt.

★ If anyone were to ever step up to you in front of her, they would be in for a rude awakening. She doesn’t hesitate when it comes to her lover. And she’s proven that to you.

★ You two go out for picnics in the hanging gardens, under the willow tree you set up a comfortable blanket, with a basket full of fruits, and sandwich makings.

★ She’ll feed you, slipping the blueberries into your mouth while complimenting your outfit. “You look absolutely precious, Y/N.” If you’re wanting a sandwich, she’s for sure going to make it for you and cut it in half. “Here darling, let me get that for you.”

★ The two of you will have light banter, enjoying the sights of the hanging gardens, laying down and looking up at the sky. You’ll be watching the clouds drift by. Pointing out cutely shaped ones, Mileena will humor you, and try to find cloud shapes of her own.

★ You both goof around a lot. You’ll hold each other’s hands, spinning around and giggling like silly. Until you get dizzy, and she has to keep hold of your hands while you regain your balance. “Careful dear, I can’t have my darling getting hurt now, can I?”

★ Mileena absolutely loves making you laugh, the sound of it makes her heart flutter inside her rib cage. When you two are in bed, she’ll sometimes come at you with tickling hands. Or pin you down, unexpectedly— just to gain your reaction.

★ If you are ticklish, she has no mercy, she’ll tickle you until your face is red and tears are spilling out of your eyes.“I’ve got you now, little rabbit~”

★ If you’re so lucky as to not be ticklish, then she’ll play fight with you, practicing her skills in the process. Of course she uses only five percent of her power, she would never actually hurt you. “Look at you~ at my mercy.”

★ Since you’ve been in Outworld, you’ve kinda, accidentally got Mileena addicted to True crime. It just happened, and she started binging, like no tomorrow.

★ So the two of you cuddle up in bed together, watching true crime documentaries, and gossiping about the murderers in question. “What an absolute moron— of course she was going to get caught.” “If that were me, I would simply shred him apart.”

★ Not only do you two binge watch True Crime, but she’ll gladly make a day out of it, if you come home feeling drained or just upset.

★ Setting your shared bed up, fluffing the pillows and being sure to have the stuffed animal she bought you, up and centered in the bed, she’ll get tea ready and pull out your favorite pajama set.

★ Getting you comfortable, she’ll put your hair up in a style that’s out of your face, being sure to leave small, loving comments. “Look at how beautiful your hair is, Y/N.” “I’m going to take care of you, darling. Just relax and let me do this for my lover~”

★ lightly clapping, she’ll excitedly make her way to the bathroom, coming back out with face masks, and a jade face roller, to pamper you. “I got us new face masks, do you want the kiwi scented, or the strawberry?”

★ As you two sit in front of each other, she’ll happily put the face mask on you, being sure not to get any in your eyes, as you do the same for her. It’s a really sweet bonding moment that you appreciate.

★ And as you two get comfortable, she’ll massage your shoulders, kneading any tension away. Enjoying the moment as she kisses the top of your head.

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NSFW 💦

★ Mileena doesn’t mind switching from time to time, though she usually is a top. She makes the exception for the simple fact you’re also great at topping. (If not then disregard this)

★ If you are topping, expect a bratty girlfriend, who loves to tease you and test you. Though it’s all in light heartedness.

★ Some of her remarks include “You’ll have to pin me down if you want a taste, darling~” “Are you going to punish me, love? *giggles* and all sorts of devious comments that drive you wild. (In a good way of course)

★ Cheeks flushed, as she undresses before you, beckoning you over with her finger while sitting suggestively on the bed. You gladly crawl over to her.

★ When she’s being a bottom, she enjoys princess treatment (of course) and loves it when you praise her, giving her kisses and sweet compliments in the process.

★ Your hands will trail down her body, caressing the curves of her shape, taking in the excitement that they bring to you. Admiring the way she’s so easily able to tantalize you.

★ Once you’re finally able to get her teasing to stop, she’s very good. Lying down for you, while your actions continue, kisses sprinkle along her body, trailing down to her hips. “My pretty girl~”.

★ Your hands will lightly trace her thighs, causing goosebumps to form on her skin. smiling, you dip your tongue into her pool of arousal. Relishing in the taste of her essence.

★ You’ll nuzzle your nose against her clit, causing her to arch her back, and run her fingers through your hair. Probing her slit assertively while bringing your hand up to her soaked pussy.

★ Smiling into her heat, inserting two of your fingers inside her and eliciting another sweet whimper from her gorgeous lips.

★ You feel a twinge of your own arousal, bringing your other hand up to her thigh, gripping it and spreading her legs a bit more.

★ “Y/N…~” increasing your speed, you eventually bring your lover to her climax. Savoring the taste of her juices as she quivers under your touch.

★ Now, if you’re a bottom, then this works out swimmingly. Mileena loves turning you into a puddle within her grasp. She’ll cup your face, bringing you into a light kiss.

★ Her hands will trail from your face, to your neck, then to the small of your back. Pulling you closer the warmth of her body, her tongue will slip in, exploring your mouth avidly.

★ “My precious Y/N~” she coos, hiking her lips down your neck as she intertwines her fingers with yours, holding both of your hands and gently laying you down onto the bed.

★ There is nothing that Mileena enjoys more, than making you call out her name. She’ll do it by any means, fingering you, eating you out. Using toys, vibrators, nipple clamps. Whatever it takes.

★ All the hard effort she puts into your orgasm is well worth it, in her eyes. She loves to slowly build up to your climax. Hands trailing all over, unable to neglect an inch of your soft skin.

★ She’ll straddle you, fondling your breasts and pinching your nipples, praising you for being so good for her. Telling you how much she loves your pussy, and how it’s so perfect.

★ “Hmm~ you’re soaked for me, dearest~” “all for me, hmm?” “How sweet~” Whispering sweet nothings as she continues her ministrations on you. “Go on sweet, cum for me~” After bringing you to orgasm, she’s quick to pamper you. Being sure to bring a change of clothes and if you want, she’ll draw you a bath.

★ If you two shower, she’s sure to lather your body, cleaning every inch of you. Making you as pristine as you were before the coital encounter.

★ If you don’t shower, then with her choice of pajamas for you, (she loves dressing you up) she’ll help you into the clothing, softly brushing your hair from your face.

★ And if the sex was really passionate, to the point of exhaustion (thats when you both make each other’s legs shake.) Then she’ll take one for them team, getting up to bring beverages and snacks.

★ Of course, if you’re feeling like your princess should stay put, you gladly get up, bringing back refreshments, and if you’re feeling extra sweet, you’ll go out of your way to make her a strawberry sando.

★ After you two pamper each other, you cuddle in bed. She holds you in her arms, in a comfortable embrace. Stroking your hair while resting her chin on top of your head. Eventually you two fall asleep, savoring the warmth from each other.

#mileena mk1 #I dream about her #I love Mileena #mk1 #mk1 2023 #mortal kombat 1 #mortal kombat fandom #mk fandom #mortal kombat smut #mileena x reader #mileena mortal kombat #mortal kombat x you #lgbt pride #lgbtq #wlw yearning #i’m just a girl #rainyworx #johnny cage mk1 #johnny cage

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squarebracketsmileyface · 6 months

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taps on ur shoulder any mh thoughts or hcs spinning around in your head rn

Honestly, I love thinking about trans Alex Kralie so much, usually transfemme Alex because, like, look at that guy, especially in that one video where he was with Amy, "he" was She in that video I believe it with my whole soul.

But like, just thinking about Alex being closeted transfemme and in a big ol' polycule where she's the hinge partner between Amy and Jay, Tim and Brian (so Amy is Tim, Brian and Jay's metamour) like, just thinking about Alex coming out to Amy first, not because she thinks the boys wouldn't be accepting, or even that she thinks Amy would be more accepting than they would, just because to come out to any of the boys she'd then feel obligated to come out to all of them at the same time, she wouldn't want to tell one of them before the others, so she'd have to tell them all at once and that feels too big. So she just comes out to Amy first.

And that goes super well, and it's so much less scary than she thought it'd be. So she comes out to Amy and Amy starts offering to take her clothes shopping, or buy stuff for her if she doesn't feel comfy enough to buy her own stuff. She teaches Alex how to do her make up (and they definitely do that think like that one photo, with Amy sitting in Alex's lap to do her lipgloss for her and Alex has a huge sapphic crisis over it and gay panics for half an hour because holy shit her girlfriend is so fucking gorgeous and she's sitting on her and her face is so close to Alex's, and she's doing her lipgloss for her and oh my god Alex needs to kiss her and mess up that lipgloss immediately)

So it goes like that for a few months, with only Amy knowing, and Alex is slowly getting more and more comfy in herself. She knows how to do her own eyeliner and mascara, she knows how to use foundation and contour now, and she pretty much never leaves the house without nail polish any more because it just makes her feel so pretty, and if anyone asks she can say she's "just a guy who's not scared to wear nail polish, fuck off alright?"

But obviously, eventually she feels kinda ready to tell her other partners. Amy offers to go with her, and Alex agrees immediately because god she's so nervous, even though she knows it'll all go absolutely fine. Like, Tim is trans himself, of course it'll go fine, literally how could it not, Alex already knows all her boyfriends are totally fine with dating someone who's trans. But that obviously doesn't stop the nerves. So Amy picks her up a bit early and takes her out for a little cafe date to try and help her calm her nerves: "A coffee date without the coffee because it'll just make you even more nervous and jittery. You're getting hot chocolate and that's final."

So they have their little no coffee coffee date and head on to go meet up with the others, and Alex is so nervous, like, knee bouncing, fingers tapping, picking at the skin around her nails so that she doesn't pick off the nail polish that she put on the night before. And Amy just leans over and kisses her once they're parked up outside Brian and Tim's apartment, which is where they all agreed to meet because it's the biggest of everyone's places.

Amy and Alex knock on the door and Alex is panicking over the outfit she chose to wear, even though it's her favourite outfit and Amy constantly reminds her how utterly gorgeous and pretty and so hot she is in it (and out of it). Jay's the one who answers the door and he just kinda stares at Alex for a moment like, cartoon heart eyes floating off the ground drooling at the sight of a beautiful woman, because he's a total fucking loser and gorgeous women are his weakness (gorgeous men too, but right now all he can think is "holy fuck Alex is wearing a skirt and lipstick. I MUST KISS.")

So like, they get into the apartment and the whole conversations goes absolutely fine, just like Alex knew it would, and Amy had promised it would. And the day just ends with the whole polycule (missing Sarah, because I fully believe she's in this polycule too, except she's only dating Amy and Jessica, and not Alex or any of the boys so she wasn't massively needed for this conversation) the whole polycule all cuddled up on and in front of the couch, with Alex in the middle getting just absolutely doted on because they all saw how much she was shaking and how anxious she was and just NEED to show her how loved she is. Like, everyone seems to need to have at least some part of themself touching her at all times, whether it's fingers laced between hers, their head on her shoulder, a hand on her thigh fiddling with the hem of her skirt, whatever.

And she just feels so happy. Like, she's pretty sure she's never been more in love and she can't WAIT to start wearing make up and more feminine clothes in front of her boyfriend's because she KNOWS that they'll all just trip over themselves to do what she wants. Because they already did that anyway, and she knows from their initial reactions to seeing her all dolled up that that'll just get worse as time goes on :]

As in, if she wants kisses, she will have all three of her boyfriend's waiting in line because she's wearing lipstick and they're obsessed with getting lipstick marks on their cheeks and necks and stuff. Bonus points if it's black lipstick she's wearing, Jay goes nuts over it. Amy says she looks prettiest in dark red lipstick, and absolutely takes any excuse to climb on top of her to apply it herself before they make out just so she can see it all smeared and messed up afterwards. Amy is very gay for her girlfriend who could 100% flip them over at any second but just Doesn't because she likes looking up at Amy and seeing her smile :]

#god i love these charactersssssss #Amylex is the cutest fucking ship in the fucking world im actually gonna fucking die #like. i have fic ideas for them that i just havent gotten around to writing yet. but just AMYLEX #they were so fucking cute in the actual series from what little we got to see of them #like. alex loved her SO fucking much #god i hate that she died in the actual series. why couldnt she and alex have had more time together???#they got like three years tops right??????? im gonna start fist fighting people WHY COULDNT THEY HAVE BEEN HAPPY? they deserved to be happy #marble hornets #alex kralie #amy walters #amylex sooths my soul i swear #mh amylex #amylex #jay merrick #tim wright #brian thomas #polyhornets #asks

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maxmagic · 2 years

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In a nightly delirium, me and my friend created this hellish crossover no body asked for. It started as a joke but quickly spiraled into just ... us fully giving the Strawhat crew full classpects and (lazy) Alternian names !!! Just a little brainstorm experiment

Idk does this hurt more the Homestuck or One piece audience... This definitely has been done before

BIG Rambles and explanations below (SPOILERS FOR ONE PIECE)

- SO most of these we based on their canon birthdays, except for Robin, Franky and Jinbei for variety and like... How can I not make Jinbei a violet given he is a fish man

Luffy:

-Literally both Heir and Breath fit Luffy so well, given how much change he causes in others and the situation around him. Heir means “a person who inherits” and in the Homestuck world they create and bring change via their aspect, and he really does create change. He values freedom and plus the sign of “The Liberated” really fits if you know what recently developed in the manga ;)

-I think even in alternia he would be the same, even though I dont think Alternia has pirates ( maybe there are space pirates). So lets say he wants to rule as a Space fleet captain but doesnt want it to be under the Condesce so he intentionally/unintentionally starts a revolution.

- Also he very much wouldnt care about the Hemospectrum, like the carefree lad he is

Zoro :

-Another one that wasnt very hard to fit into. Hes a fighter, he had a kinda difficult life and is generally very action oriented which fits very much into Time-bound. The Knight aspect was put in more for his connection with Luffy and how he vowed to always be by his side, but he also generally protects his friends a lot. Hes very much a servant in his own goal of becoming the strongest swordsman. But ,especially in the earlier arcs, Zoro was always dealt with heavy punches and wounds, yet he still fought through them and pushed foward.

- Again would be very similar to how he is in the series, just maybe like is in an underground fighting rink or something to look for strong players

Nami: - Blood seems like an odd fit for Nami in particular, but it was chosen mostly cuz its an aspect tied to connection and Nami is a very sneaky individual. She is a thief and knows how to swindle ppl in her favor but she did it for her village, her closest bond at the time. Plus Blood-bound are usually seen as spiritual leaders, which I think fits her as the teams navigator. The thief class is mostly there for her thieving nature

- Also you'll notice that some of these guys are pretending to be some other blood casts for story reasons. For Nami specifically, since Lime bloods in homestuck canon are dead, lets say she hides as a teal so she doesnt get killed. Plus it wouldnt be beyond her to have a few different colored outfits to blend in the higher casts so she can steal stuff better

Usopp:

-Of course this giant ass liar would pretend hes a higher cast then he actually is. Honestly Id think he would lie he is a full violet, but he doesnt have fins, so lets make a stretch he lies about being an olive cuz hes being more realistic. He went to the extend of getting clothes from a dead olive that has blood so he can like “prove hes really an olive (the clothes clearly dont fit). Plus id assume he would be very scared of high bloods, so olives (being the most secluded) would be something he likes

- For his classpect, Hope bounds are kinda liars, which fits him perfectly. Theyre also very imaginitive and dreamers. Usopp wants to be this great warrior, but he knows he doesnt really have the means to be, so he fakes it. He spins himself a false hope narrative with his tall tales. But Hope-bounds are also driven to be heroes and help. Despite being scared and cowardly, Usopp always manages to get up and help his friends in times of crisis, making hope for himself and sometimes others, thus his Page class.

Sanji: - Ohohohoho this one was super fucking fun. Other then the obvious, Heart bounds are driven by their passions and ideals and so is Sanji. He is willing to defend them at all times and is proud of them. He isnt willing to hide from it. Now the prince would be a little contradictory for everything ive mentioned about Sanji, but it was chosen mostly for his past and how he had to destroy his princely title to become who he wanted to be. Plus he literally is a prince so it had to be done

- By his own birthday he would be a Fuscia, and in this hypothetical universe Ive made the executive decision that the Condesces epmire got so big she couldnt rule over it all by herself so she genetically engendered 5 fuscia kids (Sanji and his siblinds) to help her rule, but obviously her ran from it. He hides a Bronze so he could persue his cooking passions

Chopper:

-Another one that isnt too hard, he is a doctor and a healer so he got the most healer classpect combo.

- sorry my child you were just simple

Robin:

- She is a Violet by her birthday, but idk it just didnt really fit her personality and general vibe, so she became a Jade for her more motherly mature role in the crew all round. Plus her wanting to live and escape her situation would fit a jade who doesnt want to be be in the brooding caverns

- One more not too complicated classpect. Light- bounds are knowledge seekers and schoolars, which fits Robin well. She is willing to risk everything for the percuit of truth and knowledge. Theyre also kinda mischievous and rule breakers, which i believe Robin has a bit of. Mages are ppl who gains knowledge, which just reiterates what i said

Franky:

- another changed blood cast, only cuz hed be a fuscia and I simply cant see Franky as one.

-He was one of the most difficult to nail down, but I think we did him justice. Now Void seems kinda unfitting for the flashy Franky, but Void was chosen for the fact that Franky is kind of a confusion with his limitless cyborg gadgets. Plus Equius is a void player and he is an engineer so might as well . The Sylph also doesnt seem like the most obvious fit but he kinda is a healer of the Thousand Sunny who he made and maintains, along with other weapons and machinery and even his own body.

Brook:

- His classpect is much more surface level. Space-bounds connected to the arts and Brook is a musician so its a fit. Plus they tend to rescycle things and make them into something new, which kinda goes in line with Brook kinda getting a new life. Maid goes also in line with his musicalness, but also both the Maid players in Homestuck are kinda connected to death

Jinbei:

-Another one that got changed because he just had to be a violet. He is always a fish man its just how it is

- Another one that was difficult, cuz Jinbei is relatively new and doesnt have the mountains of screentime as the rest, so his classpect was done a little loosely. Rage players are there for truth and justice, but theyre also bring chaos an confusion. This doesnt fit in with Jinbei until you add the prince title, a destroyer class. In my mind this causes a contrast that kinda fits Jinbeis wish for order and stability. He wants to do anything for the people hes close to. Idk his im kinda mulled over cuz I dont know him too well

These were my personal interpretations, feel free to share yours

#one piece #one piece fanart #op #onepiece #homestuck #au #this took forever to write #luffy #zoro #sanji #nami #usopp #robin #franky #brook #jinbei

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best-fnaf-song-competition · 4 months

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Tilt-A-Whirl propaganda (mostly taken from my own tags in the reblogs)

Tilt-A-Whirl has gone from dying to tying with Freddy You're Supposed To Be On Lockdown, we can make it!

Now I totally get why Freddy is going so strong, it's a silly catchy meme song made by a very talented artist (seriously go listen MiatriSs' other fnaf songs theres so many bangers, they're kinda scattered around but theres a playlist on their channel)

But! Ultimately it is still well a meme song, and while no doubt enjoyable, its kinda slightly devastating to see it sorta crush a super unique song in the very first round </3

Tilt-A-Whirl is such a beautiful SL song! Its so so fun and it really stands out! The singer for Baby really did such a fantastic job and the song itself!!! Just!!! Augh!!! It sounds like a carousel organ!! It sounds like something that'd be playing in a circus! Certainly Circus Baby's Pizza!! It's so whimsical and playful and it spins you around. I feel like I'm at the actual fair or dancing around with circus baby. If I could find an instrumental trust me when I say I'd try to make that play in my room near constantly

It's so fun to hear Circus Baby singing her own song to you, making it so playful while she's trying to kill you

And the lyrics augh!! This whole song!!! I love it so much!!! It really gives you the feeling of a carnival! Gosh I have so much fun thinking of what animations to this song could be! What story could be told!

And!!!! Oh man I like cannot stress enough what this song does to me. Listening to it before voting in this poll was the very first time I had heard it. And man it hooked me IMMEDIATELY. I went from kinda sleeping listening to all the songs while doing to sketches for a request to like. Focused in. I couldn't possibly put it into words. So here's literally just a screenshot of my tags immediately after hearing the song

(I proceeded to fast reblog the poll like 2-3 more times)

Extra propaganda: I kinda ran out of bribes after the main song competition! So all I can really offer is letting yall see my Steve Raglan cosplay. My face would be obscured though so you just get to see the outfit 👉😎👉 man I am so good at this bribery thing

💜

#not a poll #ask #a #daisybell-on-a-carousel #2023 tournament #2023 propaganda #(as a note from me. hi. i also did not think tilt a whirl would die to the meme song 😳 uh oh

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nicktremblaywayfu · 1 year

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What if y/n is very friendly and so kind to everyone but Arthur is very possessive?

Maybe some fics(smut) if you don't mind 👉🏻👈🏻

Thanks✨

The Little Bird i Should Put In a Cage

Author Note : Hello anon, first of all my apologies as i delayed the request. I hope you’re still sticking around despite the long wait sakhdsjkakajksa once again im truly sorry

Summary : Arthur always kept you in his house, by his side, no matter what after you have given the answer of “yes” to him. A “yes” to be his lover. It was always in your nature to share love to everyone equally but this was not what your man wanted.

Rating : 18+ (Adults Only !)

Pairing : Arthur Harrow x F!Reader

Characters : Arthur Harrow, You (reader)

Warning and Tags : Dubcon, a death of character, minor character tho just a nameless boy for plot purpose, public sex, kinda, possessive, yandere, vaginal fingering, unprotected sex, penis in vagina, p in v, height differences, height gap, age differences, age gap, manipulation, lying, gaslighting, sleeping with a cult leader

Words : 3627

Available on Ao3 as well

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A celebration event was being held for this week. A celebration of gratitude for the Goddess’s blessing to the bountiful crops and farms. Folks dancing and singing as well laughing with each other. They celebrated this event at least twice a year, and this was the first time you saw it with your own eyes for the first time in this village.

“Can we come to see it ?” You pleaded as you looked at your man, just arrived at the house looking at you with shiny eyes next to the window.

Your innocence always brought him relief.

“It’s way too crowded, love. “ He just shook his head slowly, sighed with a smile.

“Of course it is crowded. People are happy with what we got here. It’s not everyday we can eat 5 times a day in this month” You spoke as you skipped cheerfully to him.

He sighed once again, rolled his eyes, looked around then returned his gaze to you.

“It's best to keep you here. Safe with me.” He tugged some strand hair behind your ear.

“But I want to come, celebrate with the people as well. Are we not allowed to participate?” You furrowed your brows, giving him teary puppy eyes.

Something that would make it hard to say no.

And you knew it well.

“Please ?” You held both of his hands, cupping your cheeks with them.

“Fine, fine. You may come with one condition.” He pulled you closer, forehead touching.

“Promise me if I said no, you would stop whatever you are doing okay?” He snaked his hands to your waist, lowkey massaging it.

“I promise.” You giggled joyfully.

“Very well then. Change your clothes, we’ll be there just for an hour alright?”

“Okay okay.”

You then ran to the bedroom, picking some casual outfits from the wardrobe. All of them are long enough to cover your skin. You only wear short outfits in your house, where only Arthur could see your body and skin in flesh. Combing your hair as well as wearing your favorite perfume, you looked fresh in your garments. Maybe too fresh to avoid any stranger’s attention, but guess you could just shrug it off.

“I am ready.” You spin as showing your outfits proudly, like a bird of paradise doing a show off.

“Aren’t you a little overdressed for the occasion?” Arthur put his hand on his chin, concerned with your look.

“I dressed just for me and you, silly. I thought you liked this clothes I have.”

“I do. It looks good on you it’s just- you know what? Let’s just go to the celebration.” He stroked your hair then put your shoulder, like he was guiding you carefully to the outside world.

The moon recently has risen, the night was dark but not in an eerie way. The black sky contrasted beautifully with the lanterns and lamps below. Picnic tables decorated with orange autumn florals, blooming its petals and fragrance like a natural room freshener. Food buffet on the table as folks eagerly wait in line to take a plate of each dish, from a whole turkey cooking to vegan friendly dishes. Arthur was always a vegan, but he did understand that his people still eat meat. Ammit would definitely frown upon his action if he forced his diets on other folks.

Many flavors of fruit punch were served as choices, with wine and other alcoholic beverages on the table should some people want a little bit of alcohol in their glass. Strawberry, Blueberry, Melon, Orange, you named it. Women dancing with their fall dresses, Men having some bets on their playful games. Some others just decide to take a silent dinner on the corner, tolerating each other's presence in silence. Children chasing each other like birds flying in the sunlight, showing how this place was truly a paradise on earth. The grass and concrete were orange-yellowish colour from the light, matching with your fall themed outfits.

“See how people are happy ? Curve that frown to up, old man. Enjoy this season. “ You suddenly took off his hand, waving and spinning with the slow melodic music like a peacock showing its nest.

“Come back here, sweetheart my best beloved. Don’t let yourself lurk in danger.” Arthur sighed as he lent his hand to you. His gaze softened, begging you to take his hand.

“Danger ? What danger ? Those are our people. What danger they could possibly possess.” You giggled as you waved a hi to a pretty teenager near the mocktail glasses. He just waved back shyly.

“We never know if there is an outsider out there.” Arthur walked towards you.

“Easy. Just shoot them with this. Phew phew !.” You skipped to an armed woman on the side table, mimicking her like you were using her riffle.

She laughed at your cheerfulness.

“You truly have a wonderful taste for someone to love, sir Harrow.” The armed woman looked at Arthur. He would usually correct her to call him by his front name, but now it was not his main concern.

“Thank you.” That’s all.

He remained his focus on you, now running around in curiosity.

You looked around in awe, everything felt like new discoveries to you. This was all awesome. It was truly an honor being a part of this paradise. A pond of koi fish piqued your curiosity, not knowing Harrow was chasing your speed. Frogs and toads singing in celebration of fall, fish swimming slowly to reduce their energy use. The fishes were beautiful, black, white, gold, red, and greyish blue was mixed like a beautiful color palette with fireflies shone their scales. You took a spoonful of fish food on the side of the pond, pouring it generously to the fishes. They ate it eagerly, as well some toads and frogs came down for a taste.

“You really like animals, I see?” A shy boy with pale orange hair and freckles on his blushing cheeks came outta nowhere, not that you were aware of the situation anyway.

“I just love surrounding myself with pets and animals. They were so cuutee.” You put both your fist to your cheeks, giggling in a really adorable way that the boy’s face turned into red lobster. He was no older than 22, truly fits for your age. Or was he?

“Perhaps I can interest you in other things? like…flowers?” He scratched the back of his head, hiding an orange peony behind his back.

“Oh as much as I'd love to, I'm a bit busy with these little fellas.” You pointed at the pond of the live. You’re not actually rejecting him. You were even actually a bit oblivious to his hints. But you care more about a little koi fish trying to eat a running away toad.

Just as he was about to touch your shoulder, he was pulled back roughly by a much stronger and older man. Everyone was busy with their own way to celebrate the party, no one was noticing an innocent young boy was being pulled into behind the garden shed.

“Brave soul you are, naive in fact. Do you not know who you are talking to ?” Harrow pinned him on his stomach, knees on the crook of his legs. Sharp, hot breathing blown on his neck like a predator pinning its prey.

“M-Mr. Harrow? Is that you?” Stomach dropped in horror, the young boy was as pale as his bone.

“P-please forgive me if i did anything wr-”

“You did something wrong. It is a sin that I could consider. Taking someone away from their true love is an action that our goddess frowns upon.” He growled, almost like a crocodile bellowing.

“I’m sorry- I’m sorry. Please forgive me, I didn't know i was getting too close to your partner, Mr. Harrow. Spare me, and I shall keep my mouth shut and my distance away from both of you.” The boy was crying for mercy, not wanting to leave his parents early. Oh how about his little sister that he promised to bake her some apple pie for her birthday ?

“I shall let the scale of our goddess decide your fate from your sins.” Arthur held both of his hands behind his back. He doesn’t need his staff to judge a soul actually, tho his staff did help in the ritual.

“No please-” The cries of the boy were merely a gust of wind to the cult leader.

As you were still busy with your own world, you did not realize a loud thud from the shed was being heard, like something heavy just fell to the floor.

…

There was a bit of silence, with the music turned off suddenly. Some of the armed men were called to the behind of the shed, Harrow was there with a breathless body.

“He was a brave boy, asking to be judged even in his happiest moment.” He declared sadly with the body being brought away to be buried.

Arthur picked the staff he left leaning on the wall, with his other hand grabbing the peony flowers belonging to no one, for now.

He strided, gaze focusing on you again.

If his gaze could speak, it would say loudly

“You are mine.”

The music was turned on again like nothing happened. Soft hand patting your shoulder as you were kneeling, looking at a firefly on the grass.

“For you, my love as you deserved naught but the best things in our paradise.”

Your eyes shone brightly, reflecting the orange peony on Arthur’s grasp.

“Oh my goddess, Arthur, this is so sweet. “ You took the flower happily, caressing the gentle petals with your fingers.

“A proof that no one will ever love you as much as I do.” He smiled, hunched a bit to plan a delicate kiss on your lips.

“This is the best night i ever had !”

“Indeed, my best beloved. And I am grateful for being a big part of your night today.”

Arthur then sat next to you, snaking his hand to your shoulder. You leaned on him, looking at the symbol of love your lover just gave. At last, both of you were alone. The music being heard faintly from afar, crickets and toads singing on the night, this moment truly brought Arthur relief.

He loves you.

More than anything.

More than anyone.

More than anyone could ever be to love you.

But fortune no longer smiled on him, as the moment didn’t last forever. A young lady called your name, inviting you to join the dance in the crowd. There was no reason to say no, in your mind you would like to show how you glided along with the melody to Arthur. Yet the contrary was what was in his mind. He wished to spend the rest of the night just with you.

Regrets started to creep on his back, as you nodded for the invitation.

“Arthur let’s go.” You stood, pulling his hand.

“I promise, it’ll be fun !” Reassuring his sad puppy eyes, Arthur sighed and finally stood up.

The dance has started, any folks are welcomed to join. It was no royal or ritualistic dance, just people moving their body with the music rhythm. You alongside the girl inviting you blend, with Arthur just taking a seat on the outside of the circle.

“Won’t you join us, love ?” You lend your hand to your man, inviting him to blend with the happiness.

“I can’t dance.” He just chuckled.

Of course the glass shards inside his shoes won’t allow him.

Your body glided along the melody of the folks instrumental. Your dance matched with the rest of the crowd, yet you still had your own spotlight. When you moved near Arthur however, you slipped some seducing move right in front of his eyes. Hips wiggled a bit, you showing the shape of your body to feast his very own old eyes. All of it changed when you moved far away from him, the naughty dance changed into something everyone can enjoy once again.

He exhaled, shifting his seat as something arose between his legs. Palm in the shape of fist, he was starting to get irritated.

The fact that you were being too friendly to everybody.

The fact you were being too kind to say no.

The fact that you are sharing your love to everyone.

This was unfair.

He didn’t deserve it. He didn’t deserve the fact that he had to share you with his people.

They were crossing his boundaries.

You were crossing his boundaries.

There was no way he could cum inside his pants. He wore his favorite brick red koko outfits, he ain’t gonna ruin it. He tried to distract his mind but his eyes forced him to look at your move. The crook of your back neck, oh he wanted to bite it ‘till it bleeds. You begging him to slow down as he pumped his throbbing cock inside you, perverted imaginations started to flood his vision. No one would expect that their wise, friendly leader actually had such a dirty mind for his lover. Women and Men in the village loved him for his pure mind, but he was a human in the end.��

And him having lust, unfortunately, something that was inevitable.

Some people think he has reached the point of being so religious that he did not need to fulfill his sexual desires but again, sex was not one of things that Ammit frowned upon. It was humane, it was not a sin. Sometimes he wished it was a sin so he could have a reason to withhold it.

Especially to you.

Time flew fast as the music stopped and folks clapped their hands. Arthur didn’t actually pay attention, but clapped anyway in respect. He saw his love of life running towards him. He wanted to scold you, but at the same he wanted to add more seasoning to this eventful night just for you. He stood from his chair as you hugged him tightly, pressing his muscles and fat beneath. He wrapped his hands around you, smelling you on your hair. Pleasant aroma, enough to ease his anger a bit.

“I need to show you something.” He planted a kiss on your forehead.

“Ooo another surprise? Alright I'll close my eyes. Take me now.” You closed your eyes, Arthur guiding you in front of him.

He took you to the same garden shed before, except now it was inside. He locked the shed, which he took the keys from the dead boy’s pocket an hour ago.

“Here we are, love. Open your eyes.”

What lies in front of you was a spacious room. Gardening and pond maintenance tools on the corner, some old sturdy tables, and a pile of chairs with cobwebs.

“The garden shed? Interesting choice of surprise.” You just nodded in thoughtful thinking, looking around. Perhaps he hid something here?

Second before you asked him another question, he launched himself towards you and pinned you to the wall. Flustered red face, you could smell his breath in front of you. Classic mint and floral scent, he took his hygiene seriously.

“Do you really think you could share your love to everybody here, hm?’ He lifted you a bit higher, legs hanging from the ground.

“Arthur- what are you talking about ?”

“Don’t act so foolish to me, I know you are smart. You know well you will always belong to me. They won’t love you as much as I do, darling.” He whispered to your ear, taking a nip as well.

“Your body. Your action. Show me that you are sharing your love and kindness to other than me. I am the one who deserves it solely. Your tongue could say otherwise but your deeds would never lie.” Slowly, he creeped his hands beneath your garments. You flinched as he started to squish your breasts.

“So be a good sweetheart and let me prove that you will always belong to me. Not my people. Not even…my goddess.” Deep down, his darkest fear was not finding his scales unbalanced. But Ammit wanted you as much as he did.

“Arthur, we can't do it here. What if people heard ?” You struggled from his hold, but the result was no avail.

“Then let them listen.” He bit your neck, with you trying to suppress the volume of your moan.

He ate the flesh of your neck, hands started unbuttoning your outfits. You wanted to protest, but what came from your mouth was mewls.

He pulled down all your outfits, leaving you with your underwear. Felt like you were really naked despite there still being some fabrics on your body. Your breaths shaking as he slipped his hands inside your undies, finding that your pussy was starting to lubricate itself.

“Are you gonna tell me that you are being aroused like this ? Could’ve told me beforehand.” He chuckled as he slipped his hands beneath your slit. He thrust his two digits inside your vagina, stroking right on the g-spot. The sensation, the feelings, felt like you were a whore on sex drugs. His personal whore.

“That’s it. I want to hear more from you.” He sucked the crook of your neck, listening to your cry like some melody of the night.

You grasped onto his arm, spit starting to leak as you couldn’t really close your mouth. You just hoped no one was putting their ear to the wall, eavesdropping while touching themself.

He pulled your bra right up from your chest, boobs hanging for him to feast his eyes.

He licked your nipple while fingering you, now teasing your clit by rubbing it with his middle finger. A shortcut to make you more aroused.

“Let go of your doubt and enjoy it. This is me proving my love to you. I assure you that no one would please you this much.”

Your mouth then met his, tongues dancing to each other overlapping its saliva. Moans and growls were muffled, as he kept continuing his work below.He pulled out his finger, satisfied as he wet your undies as a sticky fluid making a string on him.

“We shall jump to the main point.”

Stripping all his lower clothing, he revealed a long throbbing cock. Pink tip with almost clear-ish white fluid leaking, he positioned his manhood to you. He lifted one of your bare thighs for a better entrance. The tip of his dick finally met your clit, gliding slowly through the lips, entering your hole stretching it thanks to his girth. This was not the first time you were fucked by him, but his cock never fail to make your body tremble with the size.

“Arthur-”

“You should’ve screamed my name instead of whispering it.” He licked your lips, then started to pump inside of you.

His shaft rubbed against the bump of your g-spot, his tip reaching the end of your canal. The slick lubrication from your vagina making a lewd squelching noises, the base of his cock hitting against you. He squished your lifted thigh, then sucked on your tits. Biting and licking the nips gently like a hungry man, your breast never failed to amuse him.

“Please slow down-”

That was the beg he wished to hear.

Though in fact, he did not slow down his pace. He was eager, a mix between lust and irritation. He grumbled from his throat, imitating a crocodile claiming you as his mate.

“You were so tight, I could feel every inch of your walls wrapping around me.” He chuckled as he kept enjoying your body.

Sadly, no moments last forever. He could feel his body giving him a code, his seed ready to be ejaculated. So he gave you another rough thrust, lifting your thigh higher than your slit clamped his dick tightly. He let out a loud groan as he came, with you releasing your cum as well. He felt tired, but he still had some energy left on him. If only he was way younger, he could go for another 3 rounds. He looked at you between dripping sweats, gaze of awe from your look in post-sex.

“My, look at you.” He was truly satisfied with his doing.

He finally pulled out, his cum leaking from your hole. He wiped it with some tissue, cleaning the mess on your body. You kept your hold on him, limping as he drained your energy.

“Can you walk?”

You just shook your head slowly. You can stand, but not walk.

“Put your outfits on again, I'll carry you home. Here.” He handled your fallen clothes, which you took in gratitude. Yet no matter how much you tried to hide it, there were still some hickies peeking on your neck.

Arthur unlocked the shed, then carried you like a gentleman. The time you both finished the crazy session, almost everyone had gone home. Some drunk guys were left, some folks fell asleep on the table. The rest were the army of the cult.

“What happened to her ?” The armed woman you mimicked noticed you limping on Arthur’s arms.

“Poor little thing fell asleep near the pond. I hate to wake her up but I didn't wish to see her sleeping between the grass.” He explained.

The woman actually noticed the unusual tired face on you…and the hickies Arthur left. But it would be rude for her to ask more questions. So she just nodded, lowkey hiding her reddening face in shame with her knowledge.

Just a few steps ahead and both of you would be home. Arthur opened the door, welcoming you in your little home sweet home. Warm and safe from any danger.

“I hope you learned a lesson tonight, my love. I’m glad you enjoyed the night.”

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#arthur harrow #arthur harrow x reader #arthur harrow imagines #arthur harrow fanfictions #x reader #self insert #moon knight #moon knight (2022)#mcu #marvel #marvel villain #ns/fw #Ethan Hawke #Ethan Hawke x reader #anon requested

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rainytomorrows · 5 months

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Mike Schmidt x reader | Midnight ministrations

Hey guys! Decided I'd get some fic out. Decided not to write the actual sex yet- but still some yummy interaction goin on. LMK if y'all want a second part, I might do that. For now, I need this out of the way so I can start my next Hunk fic. Enjoy!

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Mike groans as he spins in his spinny office chair, occasionally checking the cameras to ensure no one breaks in. The animatronics were out somewhere for repairs, and Abby was at a sleepover until late the next day, leaving just you two for the night with nothing to do.

You were hired pretty recently. You’d been friends with Mike for a while now. You’d met sometime in high school but didn’t talk much until a couple of years ago. In the midst of the past year, both of you ran into some trouble finding work. Of course, when he got his job and you eventually gave up on your own search, he got you a job there too. You would do anything to thank him for getting you the job, even if it was a shitty one. For now, you’d show appreciation by making his job easier. You were currently going through some old boxes and cleaning up the office.

“Hey, could you help me out with the cameras? They just kinda… went down.” Mike turns to you in his chair, awaiting a response. You put down a box and look over towards the cameras. Lo and behold, the cameras were disconnected. You’d check outside, but you were sure this had something to do with the actual cameras. With your decent electronic experience, at least. “Sure, lemme take a look” You waltz over to the desk, leaning on it beside him. As you approached, Mike couldn’t help but notice you. His gaze lingered often as you knew him, but you assumed he was just observant. With how often afterward he would compliment something like your hair or your outfit. He found it ‘refreshing’, apparently. The smell of the fragrance you put on this morning wafts towards him, and you don’t notice his reaction until he clears his throat. Snapping him back to reality.

“Hm. Weird.” You monotonously state, swaying a little from where you’re leaning. You lean more across the desk to get a better look, not unnoticed. Mike cannot help but notice how close you are, a strange tingling arises in his stomach. He clears his throat once again, you’d been friends for so long. He had no reason to assume you felt the same. It was best to swat such thoughts away. “Hey uh, do you have any idea what the problem could be? It’s not outside, is it?” He asks nervously, practically wiping sweat off his forehead at the situation before him. “Not sure, I’m thinking it might be the wiring. I’d have to check, though.” You think out loud, still not a hint of emotion in the way you speak. If he’d known how nervous he made you, despite your hard-earned cool exterior, you were sure he’d laugh at you.

If only you’d known, Mike was finding it incredibly hard to concentrate on the task at hand with how close you were to him. He feels the heat rise within him, and he can’t get himself to look away from your lips. “Yeah- maybe, maybe you’re right” He stutters out a little, you just chalk it up to being tired. The both of you work late shifts, after all. You take a look at him and back to the computer again. “I’ll take a look, hold on,” You say as you get down under the desk. Mike tries to nod and focus, but it's difficult. You’re so close, that he can practically feel the heat radiation off of your skin. His thoughts swirl in his head and he cannot get a hold of them. Tonight was just a very hard night for him. In more ways than one. You meddle with various wires beneath the desk, meanwhile, Mike’s heart races as he watches you move under the desk. The sight of you under him is intoxicating, his mind can’t help but wonder. Imagining what it would be like to be closer to you. Suddenly, the cameras switch back on and you finish up. Getting up to look across the desk. “Seems I’ve fixed it, all good?” You ask, and he clears his throat for what feels like the thousandth time that night—begging himself to come up with a semblance of professionalism. “Yeah, that should do it. Thanks for your help” He tries to focus on the cameras, but his gaze keeps drifting back to you.

“Great,” You get up to move some more boxes, “I gotta throw these away, I’ll be back” leaving the room to get back to work. Once you’re out, Mike takes a deep breath. Trying to shake off the intense desire filling him, almost emanating off of him. He focuses on the task at hand, moving papers around his desk. The feeling never really leaves, but for now, he has it under control. You spend time outside cleaning up the general area, moving across multiple cameras. To Mike’s disarray, he can’t help but watch. The sight of you working so diligently, strangely, only worsens his infatuation. Through an old-timey speaker in the office, he occasionally offers help and suggestions from the safety of his office when he thinks it's appropriate. Battling the oncoming voice cracks and slip-ups.

“Thanks, Mike” You reply again to the speaker, wondering if he’s actually doing anything in his office at this point or just staring through the cameras. It frustrates you a little. ‘Doesn’t he trust me? Or can’t he at least keep me company out here if he’s going to be a backseat driver?’ you’d think.

Mike’s heart races watching you from the cameras. He can’t believe just how much he wants you. It’s disgusting, carnal even. He shakes his head as if the lust would spill out of his ears if he tried hard enough. Trying desperately to clear the thoughts out of his mind. Eventually, he decides to leave his office and accompany you in the main room. Just in time, you set down your final box, done with your work for the night.

“Oh, hey Mike,” You notice him nonchalantly, unbeknownst to the hell he’d been experiencing just being in your presence. However, the same bell rang for you. You didn’t want to be obvious about your feelings, you didn’t think feelings were returned. Every moment he spent near you was purgatory. His adorable smile, the awkward way he held himself. There was no way, you didn’t even know his type. He never talked about it. He never talked about it because obviously- it was you, but you didn’t know that. You fix your hair, looking towards him again. “Finished with work already?” You ask, not sure what to say at the moment.

“Looks like you are too,” he notes, keeping strict eye contact with the floor. “Just wanted to check and make sure you’re settling in well. I know the night shift isn’t easy” He tries to make and keep eye contact, but he cannot. All he can think about is how close he is to you. The scent of you, the way your clothes fall on your body. It’s too much to bear. “...long day so far, huh?” He tries to make conversation, unsure what to do with all his pent-up feelings and the unidentified awkward feeling in the air. “Yeah, been alright so far though” you reply, feeling all the same frustrations. “I mean, you can always tell me if I’m forgetting something I gotta do?” you question in an unsure tone, now feeling as if you were doing something wrong.

“No yeah, you’re doing great. Just, let me know if you need any help” He gulps something down mid-sentence, clawing and scratching at any semblance of composure. He takes a deep breath, there's a clear hesitance in your body language and your face as he continues. You’re unsure where the source of his awkwardness is coming from, it makes you feel as if there is something wrong with how you are acting. Did you do something?

“I just, I wanted to see you. You’re always... Appealing?” You fight to figure out what he means by this. Just- what? You assume he means your fashion or something since he’s always been a little bad at compliments. Pausing before finally formulating a response “...well that’s the first time my clothes have evoked that sort of reaction”. You laugh a little, covering your mouth with your hand amid a giggle “I can always give you a makeover if you want”

He puts a hand in his hair and shakes his head, looking back up at the ceiling before finally saying it. The thing that’s been on his (and your) mind for the past couple of years.

“No! I, god, no, I love your fashion but,” He pauses, putting his face in his hands. “You! You are appealing, I love you! Fuck.” His hands now move to his hips, every moment he speaks is another nervous movement. His hands won't stop shifting, neither will he or his thoughts. “You are so attractive. And you’re so interesting- and kind, and funny, you are one of the best things to ever happen to me. I’m so happy when I’m with you, and I never want to stop being around you,” His voice is faint, trembling. He rambles on and on, shy compliments falling from his mouth uncontrollably. Like an ocean out of a spigot. You can see him shaking.

You pause again, you’ve been friends for how long now? Working the job he helped you get, assuming he never returned your feelings, the thousands of memories coming to mind in a moment. You wanted to tell him the same- that you loved his stupid dorky smile and his stupid laugh and the way he worked so hard all the time. All you could muster was a small “...ah”, which sounded a lot more like a sort of rejection than you wanted. Too lost in realizing how long ago you could have possibly had him, how long ago you could have said something. How much you just, loved him. The fact that he LIKED you. He loved you back!

But, this reaction just made him more nervous than anything. His chances looked slim. Worse- unsubstantial. Non-existent. He watches your reaction carefully, hopeful and nervous at the same time. “So, is there… Any chance, you feel the same way about me?” He asks nervously, his heart pounding like a jackhammer in his chest.

You nod, looking away from him. “You felt this way- how long?”

Mike swallows hard, surprised by your response but trying to hide it. “I… I don’t know. A while. I mean, I always thought you were really great, but then it just. It started feeling different. A couple of years now? I think?” He admits, his voice barely above a whisper. You don’t move an inch, looking back into his eyes. “...Really?”

A sudden boldness overtakes him, nodding “Yes, do you?” he asks, taking a step closer to you. You back a little nervously, unsure how to handle the vulnerability happening so suddenly. He doesn’t question too much, he knows well and good how awkward you get in vulnerable situations. “...yes”. Mike reaches out to cup your face, rubbing his thumb under your eyes a small bit. “Really? You feel the same way about me, honestly?” You nod tentatively, avoiding eye contact in embarrassment. You knew there was no reason, he felt the same way, but it was just a little overwhelming.

Nevertheless, what was noticeably similar between the two of you now, was your gaze. He could see the change in your eyes as you looked him up and down. He steps forward, slowly as to let you turn him down if you want. Not a single move he made was stopped by you, not the way he slowly got closer to you. The way his hands moved to your lips, or the way his face got closer. His confidence rose, now speaking inches away from you. “It’s alright, no need to be embarrassed” he whispered comfortingly, a sort of calm and coddling tone to his voice. “I’ve wanted you, this, for so long” He waited for signs from you after every sentence, hanging on to every motion you made as if it was all that ever mattered.

You almost gave in, your face getting closer to his when you realized. Putting a hand on his chest, you created some distance “Hold on- we can’t do this here. We’re at work.”

“I know, I just. I need you. No one’s here, no one else will be, and the only people who watch- or can figure out- the old-ass cameras are us. You’re so, hot. Please-” He begs in a soft whisper, not in a way that is overpowering, or demanding. It was pathetic and weak. He stares at you, eyes filled with need, desire, and desperation. His eyebrows furrow in such a way, softly. Like he needs you, at your mercy. Your own confidence rises a little now, a sense of power is in your hands now.

“Do you not want this?” He implores, once more not in a way that is not manipulative but desperate. He’d get on the floor and kiss your boots if you wanted- all he wanted was you. “I do, but…” You start, taking your chance to tease him the moment it presents itself. “If you need me that bad, you’ll have to wait…” You look towards the clock, and back into his puppy eyes. “Another hour or so.”

“Another hour?” He asks in an exasperated breath, trying not to groan in the process. “Can we… at least touch?” He whispers again, his voice hoarse with need and desire. You smile, stars in your eyes “If you can handle it without losing control of yourself, sure you can” You challenge him, enjoying the way he melts at your every word.

He nods, breathing deeply to calm himself. “I’ll try my best” Leaning in closer once more, his hand slides up your thigh. You’re unsure where to put your hands, feeling the heat radiating between the both of you. He feels it too, and it drives him crazy. “I’ve dreamed of this,” He mutters, his hands ghosting slightly under the bottom of your shirt against your skin. “Can I touch you? Just a little? Please,” He begins to mumble towards the end, unable to formulate his emotions properly.

You laugh a little, flattered at how much of a mess he is in your presence. “Just a little” you murmur, feeling his fingers begin to brush against your waist. Heat pounding in both of your chests. His fingers brush against the skin under your clothes, tracing delicate patterns across your stomach and up to your chest. Not yet touching there, “You’re so beautiful,” He whispers, his lips grazing against your neck. “I want to make love to you so badly,” He sounds so pathetic, he’s never sounded like this before. It sent shivers through you, he was a strong man. Hell, you were there when he decked that man in the mall. Though you’d never admit you enjoyed it a little too much. It was delicious, a man of so much resolve and strength was at your mercy. Begging and pleading for your permission, your attention. Your anything. He held himself even now with so much dominance, but not missing his fair share of submissiveness. Just for you.

You place a hand on his chest, backing up teasingly. Urging him forward. “Too bad you have to wait the full hour then, hm?” Mike chuckles softly in response, “You’re cruel, you know that? But, I’ll endure” He leans down again, lips close to yours, teasingly so but not quite touching. You look him in the eyes, backing up just a little more as you hit a table. He places his hands on the table and leans on it, one arm on each side of you. “Should’ve expected that from me, honestly. With how long we’ve been friends, and all” You laugh, and Mike’s heart skips a beat. Leaning closer, bodies pressed tightly together. “I did.” He whispers, warm breath against your skin. “But, I could have never imagined it would feel this good”

“Flattering won’t get me to speed up that timer, you know” You joke, deflecting his loving response. But, you can’t avoid it forever. His fingers continue to dance all over your skin, taking as much of you in as he could. His gaze locks onto yours, full of longing “I know,” he says softly, the way he said it was so small but so sure of himself. “But, I can’t help myself”

You hide your face in your hands, blushing profusely. Your reputation seemed at stake in your mind, having been the cool calm, and collected friend up until now. It was hanging on by threads, but you weren’t so sure it’d hold up to the end of the night. “I’m sure” you retort to his earlier comment. Mike’s chest rises and falls with his breath, anticipation thick in the air. You could practically cut through it with a knife. No amount of joking could cover how much the both of you wanted each other. His hand meets your chin gently, tilting your head to meet his gaze once again. “You’re driving me crazy, you know that?” Barely responding, you nod. Eyes half-lidded in excitement you make a half-assed effort to hide. “Mhm,”

Mike leans in, finally. His lips brush against yours, not quite an actual kiss yet. It’s a soft teasing kiss that only leaves you wanting more. His hands find their way back to your waist to pull you closer still. “Just a little longer,” he seems to beg himself. His voice is low and seductive, but there’s no mistaking that he’s not the one in charge here. There’s no mistaking the tone in his voice showing just how much control you have over him. You lean into him as he continues to explore under your clothes. An idea enters your head, glancing at the table behind you. Mike gives small kisses and gentle touches, anticipation and desire building more and more.

As if reading your mind, Mike moves his arms under your legs and lifts you to sit on the table, holding you against him. “Are you sure you can wait?” he whispers, a hint of amusement evident in his voice. “I’m fine, can YOU wait?” you lie, still flustered about how he simply lifted you onto the table. He moves closer, mouth only inches from yours. “You really don’t have to be so afraid of being vulnerable, you know?” tilting his head for a slow, sweet kiss. You melt into it, grasping at your clothes and parting to take some off. Removing your jacket and vest to be left in a t-shirt, your neck is now more visible.

It doesn’t take much for him to get the idea. He’s known you long enough to figure out what you’re saying without you saying it. His hands wander up your arms, tracing your skin again as he leans in closer. Lips brushing against your neck, shivers running down your spine in unison. His breath is warm against your skin as he whispers in your ear, “Tell me what you want”

There wasn’t an easy way to say it. You couldn’t just give in, absolutely not. “I don’t know what you’re talking about” You feign indifference, in your least convincing performance yet. You hope he simply becomes impatient, and gives you what he clearly knows you want. Though, he never was. He’s always been so stubbornly patient. Even now, that was something you loved about him. He chuckles softly, wrapping his arms around you tight. “I know you better than that,” He whispers, lips pressing against the side of your neck. “I can tell. But, do you want this to be some sort of game? Pretend like I don’t drive you absolutely crazy?” There’s no answer from you. Of course not, then you wouldn’t be playing the game right.

Mike continues his ministrations, his hand cupping the back of your head, not stopping his teasing anytime soon. “You like this, huh?” His voice is quiet, but there’s no mistaking you heard him. In the midst, you try to stay strong, but noises escape you. Embarrassment might eat you whole, if he wasn’t already doing that. “That’s what I thought” You can feel him smirk against your skin, placing butterfly kisses against your neck once again before he pulls back to look into your eyes. You wrap your legs around him, placing your arms around him and your face in the crook of his neck. His hands slide under your shirt, tracing gentle circles on your back as he leans in for a deeper kiss. You follow his lead, his hands explore farther and farther, until,

DING! 6 am strikes, and your shift ends. The night ends, but yours just started.

♡~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~♡ Hope you enjoyed it! This took way longer than I wanted it to, work and all has been flooding me. Have a good night/day, and a great life!

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