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ANYWAYS ENJOY
#msm#my singing monsters#fallen stars au#fallen stars msm#msm celestials#fallen stars spoilers#fallen stars map#GAAAH#MY HANDS HURTTT#but yeah#Youtube
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Here comes the boyyyy~
Size difference
#sea fairy cookie#golden cheese cookie#poison mushroom cookie#sorbet shark cookie#strawberry crepe cookie#mango cookie#paper cutouts#my hands hurttt#*sobs into hands*#over 100 more left!
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Crayon on construction paper portraits!
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I feel so sick and gross and miserable I want to cryyyyyy
#I threw up water earlier. WATER.#but I haaaave to keep drinking water because it helps wash the yukkies out#and I'm already dehydrated#every time I stand up my whole body buzzes#my kidneys hurttt and my skin feels like it was sandedddd wahhhhh#sorry for being dramatic I just haven't been this sick in Years#since before I moved out#now I have to take care of myself all on my own :(((#my housemate is going to the store for me tho which I deeply appreciate#I just can't even Do anything like I can't watch a movie or a show because I'm confused and disoriented#and Ican't draw because I cant sit up for long periods of time or use my hands right#everything is just miserable because I'M miserable#I've spent today falling in and out of consciousness throwing up and sipping my gatorade#it took me like 7 minutes to write all those tags correctly#ghost posts#text
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This is a bit of a longer one than I intended, but oh well!!
next wip of Bruce as painted by the purple paint brush, so he porpol
Give him leopard spots my brain said, it'll look good, my brain said, just ignore it'll take like a month and a half to do them!!
#i dont love like brushes for this kinda thing usually but if he's keeping them I gotta find a way to speed up the process#bc this has made my hands HURTTT and im not done#wip
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SWEET ੈ✩‧₊˚
billkaulitz x gn!reader
summary: bill kaulitz as ur bf hcs (hes the type of guy to..), tbh u can imagine this as any band member u want tho. ps: this is rlly short and rushed like what 🧍🏻♀️
warnings: fluff
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you cannot tell me this dude isnt the type of guy to have tons of teddy bears.
wether they are from fans or he bought them he definitely has teddys.
HE GETS U ONE SO HIS TEDDYS AND YOURS CAN BE FRIENDS.
definitely the type of guy to get matching jewelry with you.
or like friendship bracelets!! expensive silver or gold ones though depending on what you like, and expensive because this man wants to treat u 😜
on the topic of friendship bracelets, if you made him one he would NEVER take it off
say you made him a friendship bracelet when you guys were very very young
like 8 or 9 young
and years later obviously his wrists have gotten bigger so hes randomly one day like "y/n can you make this bracelet bigger?? its getting rlly small.."
and ur like "HUH U STILL KEPT IT ON AFTER ALL THIS TIME"
ofc u make the bracelet bigger for him but like
hes that dedicated
and lets say your are in the band, he would definitely hold your arm or hand on stage.
or start singing / playing an instrument with his back against yours
but if you werent in the band he would look at you in the crowd, looking at you like every 10 seconds
sometimes he stares at you and messes up lyrics LOL
hes def the type of guy to look at you the entire movie
so when you ask him how he likes it he answers based on the facial expressions you made while watching it 😭
like if you seemed bored he would be like "oh yeah it wasnt that good.."
but if you seemed like you were enjoying the movie he would say he loved it
hes the type of guy to be like "my legs hurttt" "im tired of walkingg" just so he can see you struggle to pick him up
he thinks its so funny LOL
he is a trillion precent the type of guy that needs a shoulder rub or your hand running through his hair to fall asleep
its like melatonin to him
scratch his head or back while you guys are cuddling? hes out like a light no matter the circumstances.
he would definitely send you sad selfies of him laying in bed pouting when you two are away
because i swear bro cannot fall asleep without at least a back massage
and he would definitely pout and look at tou when you stopped playing with his hair
so you have to make sure hes asleep before you stop 😐.. like
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OKAY THIS IS ALL PRETTY RANDOM BYE. also pls send requests i need them even tho i have 17 drafts
#bill kaulitz#taking requests#tokio hotel#bill kaulitz is so hot#modern bill kaulitz#tom kaulitz#smut#bill kaulitz smut#georg listing#tokio hotel smut#georg listing smut#gustav schafer smut#gustav schäfer#gustav schafer x reader#bill kaulitz fluff#sub bill kaulitz#tokio hotel x reader#tokio hotel fluff#tom kaulitz fluff#tom kaulitz x reader smut#tom kaulitz x reader#tom kaulitz imagines#imagines#headcannons
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Erm i js read ur pregnancy fic, is it possible for u to write an alternative version yk a happy one ??? 😭 it was rlly good tho but that hurttt
YES babe ofc im so sorry 🙏 i saw angst and it got away from me. sorry for losing my head. here is an alternate ending to this fic
warnings: labour/childbirth, blood mention, deeply unrealistic (should've put this on the other one too! i am an 18 year old virgin i know where babies come from and that's it)
The night the baby comes is dark and peaceful: there hasn't been more than a soft fall of rain in weeks, and the spring has brought balmy evenings that have made chores almost a gift to do.
Even more of a blessing is the time after chores, curled up on the porch under Billy’s arm. He's twisting the ends of your hair around his fingers absently, and you twist to look up at his face.
“What's on your mind, honey?”
“Hm?”
“I can hear your thoughts from here, Billy. Are you worrying about something?”
He tucks his chin over your head and you hum contentedly at being wrapped up in him, safe and warm.
“Just thinkin’ about the baby is all,” he says. “What we're gonna name her and that stuff.”
You laugh. “I bet it'll come to us in the moment. We don't even know if the baby’s a girl.”
“I do.” He slides his arm off your shoulder to your waist, placing his hand flat against your rounded belly. “Gonna be the best little girl, and she's gonna look just like her mama.”
"Mm...with your eyes, if we're lucky."
You crane your neck to peck Billy on the lips, coaxing a smile from your husband. Out of nowhere, a cramp twists through your lower back and you cover Billy’s hand with yours, wincing. He shifts you off his chest slightly to look at you.
“You okay?”
The pain passes and you can breathe again – it's not something you've felt before, but you know things get weirder the bigger the baby gets.
“Fine, yeah. I think she was moving around or something.”
Billy gives your stomach a firm look, which coaxes a laugh out of you and chases away your nerves.
“‘s not the baby’s fault, honey,” you say. “She's just getting comfy.”
“You're sure you're alright?” He confirms. “I can ride into town and-”
“I'm good. You don't need to worry, okay?”
He nods and pulls you back against him, his body a shelter from any worries.
As the night creeps on, there are a few more cramps but nothing notable, and you're able to fall asleep almost immediately when the time comes.
That is, until the middle of the night, when you wake up with your entire core on fire.
“Billy,” you whimper, grabbing for his arm.
He groans, still mostly asleep.
“The baby’s coming, Billy, you gotta-” You pause, a bolt of pain too great to speak through wracking your body for a moment. “You gotta go get the doctor.”
That wakes him immediately, and he's rolling out of bed before his eyes are even completely open. He takes in your face, screwed tight and shiny with sweat, and he's trying to get ready and comfort you at the same time.
“It's okay, darlin’, you're gonna be okay,” he says, not even bothering to take off his pajamas before tugging his work clothes over them and shoving his feet into his boots. “I’m gonna get the midwife and she'll take care of you.”
For all his confident words, his voice trembles and breaks at the end of his sentence from seeing you in this much hurt, which sends tears spilling down your cheeks. Billy scrambles for the door, then back to you to press a kiss to your forehead and a hand to your cheek.
“Gonna be fine, darlin'. I'll be back as quick as I can.”
You don't even have time to reply before he's out the door and gone.
The pain only increases while he's gone, time going hazy and strange. You can't figure out how long ago Billy left, or how long it should be until he's back – you can't really think of much besides the ache throbbing from your pelvis to your chest. Noises that don't sound like your own are tearing themselves from your throat as you writhe in bed, trying to find anything that'll ease the pain.
Soon (or maybe not soon at all, you can't say), Billy is bursting back into your room, the midwife hot on his tail. She takes one look at you and turns to Billy.
“I need boiling water and strips of cloth.”
Billy nods wordlessly and disappears out to the kitchen. You didn't realize how desperate you were for him until he was gone, and a new bout of sobs streak down your face.
“Oh, lovey,” the midwife says as she strips back your covers. “Your boy will be back soon, he's just helping me keep you safe while you're in labour. Can you tell me how far you are along?”
She tugs your nightgown up around your hips, and you're in too much pain to feel any shame.
“Baby’s right on time,” you groan. “Just about nine months.”
Your body bows forward with another stab just as Billy walks through the door with a steaming pot of water and strips of a clean sheet, and he nearly drops everything in his haste to get to you. Once he's sure that the midwife has what she needs, he's settling next to you, offering a hand to squeeze and a shoulder to lean on.
“You may want to step out, Mr. Bonney, this-”
“I'm stayin’,” he says, surely putting on a brave face when you grip his hand like a vice. To you, he soothes, “Hold on as hard as you need, darlin’, you're not gonna hurt me.”
“Okay then,” the midwife says. “Get ready to push, lovey, this baby is just about to come out.”
You don't even have to think when the time comes, a baser instinct taking over for you. It hurts like nothing has before and a wail chokes out of your mouth. Billy is still holding you, whispering sweet nothings that you can't quite hear against your temple. His lips are dry on the skin there, and it's grounding in the sea of sticky and hot that you're swimming in.
Suddenly, the pressure in your pelvis changes, but the pain doesn't. Everything is so wet. What is that?
“I'm going to insist you step back now, Mr. Bonney,” the midwife says.
You look up at your husband, whose skin is ash-white against his dark hair.
“Billy…?”
"You're okay, darlin', I'm just gonna let the midwife take care of you." His voice is shaking in a way that makes you nauseated, and the world is swimming around you on top of that.
He goes to step away, just as the midwife requested, and heartbreak rips across his face when you reach out for him. Then there's another gush of wetness and a dizzying wash of pain: the last thing you see before you pass out is the form of a baby in Billy’s arms and the most genuine fear you've ever seen on his face.
When you wake, it's just Billy in the room, cradling a bundle of blankets in a chair he's dragged to the bedside. He's up as soon as you wake, trying to smooth a hand over your head and hold the baby properly at the same time.
“Hey, darlin’, how are you feeling?”
You try to sit up and immediately throw in the towel, groaning. “Tired. And sore. Is the baby okay? What happened?”
“Baby’s just fine,” he says, tilting the bundle to show you a wrinkled, sleeping little face. “The midwife says she's the healthiest baby she's seen in a while.”
A soft smile blooms on your face. There's a relief warming you from the inside-out that you've never felt before.
“You were right about the baby being a girl, then.”
“Mhm.” There's a teasing pride in his hum, and you use a little of your waning energy to nudge his shoulder with your head. “I haven't thought of a name yet, though.”
“Can I hold her?”
Billy hands her to you wordlessly, helping you settle your arms around her.
“She's so small.”
“And she's already caused a lot of trouble for her mama,” Billy says.
He's joking, but when you look up at him, there are tears in his eyes.
“Honey, are you-”
“I'm okay, I'm okay. It was just a lot of blood, and I didn't know what was goin’ on. I thought you…”
The sentence ends there, but you know where he was going, and you lean into him.
“Can't get rid of me that easy, cowboy. We got a little girl to raise.”
The baby stirs a little in your arms, then settles back into a deep sleep. You watch her thoughtfully.
“Billy,” you say.
“Yes, darlin’?”
“How would you feel about naming her Kathleen? After your mother?”
There's dead silence for a moment before Billy presses a kiss to the top of your head.
“I think that's perfect,” he whispers, not trusting his voice to go any louder without breaking. “If that's what you want.”
“It is. Welcome to the world, Kathleen Bonney,” you say, and Billy wraps an arm around you. It is a perfect tableau: mother, father, and baby, and all the love there is in the world.
#billy the kid fanfiction#billy the kid hc#billy the kid imagine#billy bonney#tom blyth#billy the kid#billy the kid x reader#billy the kid x you#billy the kid 2022#tom blyth x reader#tom blyth x you#tom blyth fanfiction#william h bonney fanfiction#william h bonney x you#william h bonney x reader#william h bonney imagine#william h bonney#billy the kid smut
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THE THOUGHT I JUST THUNK!! modern! tanjiro with braces?? with a mean/bully reader that teases him for em? they’re always sticking their fingers in his mouth, and poor tanjiro can’t help but get hard even though you’re making him cry 🥺
Sub! Tanjiro x Bully! Gn! Reader
CW: mean/bully! reader, sadist reader?, reader likes watching tanjiro in pain so yeah, fingers in mouth, knee pressing/knee humping, heavy degradation, pinning tanjiro to a wall, jawing gripping, praise at the end, sobbing/begging/pleading (yknow, the usual)
A/N: got me in shambles. ashi girly u may not be into this one...made this a little too self indulgent and ik u aren't too much of a hard dom. sadistic side came out so um poor tanjiro. my poor baby. also this is kinda rushed so oops (wow another poorly made content by mello! not suprised!)
"they hurttt," he complains to inosuke the second time today. he had gotten his braces tightened yesterday, and they have been throbbing for the past day. his hands reach in his mouth to touch them, whining when another flash of pain hits him.
you happen to overhear him, raising your eyebrows at the complaint and planning what to do next.
not even thirty minutes later you have him pinned him to a wall, snickering at his wide eyes. "O-Oh....Y/N. Whats--Whats up?" he asks, trying to ignore your malicious gaze. His stares at the ground, playing with his hands awkwardly.
your hand grips his jaw and he flinches when you force him to look at you. "ah metal mouth, heard you got them tightened. wanna see them," you coo, rubbing your thumb across his lips while he whimpers.
he knows what's bound to come. you always do these sort of things.
"noooo. please, t-they hurt!" he whines, shutting his eyes when he feels the tip of your finger touching the sensitive bracket.
"relax, ill be gentle. open your mouth." you know he doesn't want to obey, his eyes glance up at your nervously and pleading.
but, he listens. he hesitantly opens up his pink lips for your awaiting fingers. one hand grips his jaw, forcing him to look at you, and the other prods your pointer and middle finger into his mouth.
you slide your finger over the first bracket, and he jumps backward, hitting his head on the wall behind him. you ignore it, and push your fingers to the back of his mouth.
tears leak from his eyes, as they often do when you are around, and he sniffles. you use your pointer to gently tap on the molar, and he whimpers. "gentle! it hwurts!!"
"shhh stop whining. I know, I know," you mumble, and by accident begin to trail your eyes downward. you grin when you see the bulge in his pants, and you begin to laugh.
his eyes squeeze shut at the sound, knowing that you found out. he trembles before you, and his face is hot in embarrassment. "you're pathetic tanjiro. getting hard from me putting my fingers in your mouth."
he whines at the words, and more tears begin to stream down his face, and onto the ground. you push him further into the wall, and his hands wrap around your wrist in a plea. but you ignore it, and instead press your knee into his cock.
his eyes snap open at the feeling, his gaze trailing to your leg. a huffed breath comes out of him, and you run your finger over another bracket. his eyes snap toward you in an instant, in both fear and embarrassment.
"I thought "it hwurts!"." you mimic and he cringes at his own words. "are you that disgusting that you are getting off to your own pain? or is the thought of my fingers in your mouth making you so desperate?"
he tries to shake his head, but the knee rubbing onto him is making him dizzy. his ears are burning up, and he has begun to hiccup from his cries.
and then he begins to grind himself onto your knee. its shaky with his trembles, and he scrunches his eyes shut to help ease the embarrassment. you laugh again, and the sound seems to spurr him on. "look how wet you are. you're like a bitch in heat, humping me like that."
you press your fingers deeper, and he gags, drool dripping down his chin. his eyes flutter open, watery and pleading. "'m not!" he sobs, and you grin at him.
his movements become frantic, the grinding harder and faster. his pants begin to darker and his tongue laps at your fingers. "yes you are. so desperate, its sickening. are you going to cum in your pants?"
he tries to shake his head again in embarrassment. but he knows that you're right. hes going to cum in his pants because you. his bully.
your fingers continue to press down on the teeth and he tries to wither himself away from you, but it fails considering how close the two of you are together. "admit it tanjiro, you're pathetic."
"no!" he hiccups.
a squeeze to the jaw. he cringes, letting out a high pitched whine. "say it."
you glare at him, and he trembles under it. you press your knee harder and he grips onto your shirt. he babbles something into your fingers, and frown. feeling nice, you remove them from his mouth, and relax your hold on his jaw.
he heaves, his head falling on your shoulder with the newfound air. you begin to let out another teasing remark, when he cuts you off. "Im pathetic! Im so pathetic! let me cum. pleaseeee" he babbles, his body raking with sobs.
your eyes light up at the noise, and you grip his hair, pulling him backward. the two of you make eye contact and you smile at him. him with a fucked out expression, and you with a teasing grin. "good job! my good pathetic boy. cmon, you can cum."
his eyes widen at the words, and his orgasm seems to hit him like a train. his head hits the wall and he keens, quick shaky breathes escaping his lips. his fingers grip onto you, while his whole body trembles in front of you.
you chuckle through it all, watching his pants darken and the liquid begin to seep through and onto your leg.
when he comes back from his high he stares at you. long and hard, while trying to catch his breathe.
you pull away from him with a grin, "I'll see you around metal mouth."
he doesn't say anything, just continues to stare with burning cheeks, replaying the two words you told him. "Good job."
and so tanjiro found something that turns him on even more. when you praise him.
#thirsting hours#tanjiro drabble#sub!character#sub! tanjiro#sub tanjiro#sub kny#tanjiro x reader#tanjiro smut#tanjirou smut#dom! reader#dom! reader x sub! tanjiroi#kny smut#reader insert#gn! reader#sub! kny#kny x reader#kny x you#tanjiro kamado#fuck tags
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"sunnnaaaa my feet hurttt" you complained looking up at your husband suna rintaro. you two have been dating since about 2nd year of high school, he preposed to you on the court (newww storryy ;) after his game against MSBY. suna glanced down at you
"well princess, you shouldn't have work heels to a team brunch, that you wanted to walk too" he smiled down at you, as you glared up at him
"asshole." you said as you pulled out your phone and saw that atsumu got engaged "atsumu got engaged" you showed suna the instagram post
"i actually hate his fiancee" suna admitted as you two reached the brunch place. you looked up at suna "why?"
suna looked down at you "shes whitewashing you, remember how you used to get your hair all done and stuff, and like you didn't always straighten your hair, you got more insicure about your skin and shit-8 please" suna told you getting cut off by the waiter asking how many people were going to be there
~that night~
you felt sunas hands snake around your waist as you were showering "awww look at that my pretty girl is looking more pretty girlie" he smiled and pressed a kiss to your temple. you smiled and washed the conditioner out of your hair "so i need to talk to you after you get out of the shower, just come downstairs". suna smiled and kissed your lips "alright pretty girl"
you got out of the shower grabbing your hair stuff, you grabbed out some lacy panties, a sports bra, an old sweatshirt from high school and some nike pros (shorts, spandex ion really give a fuck). you went down stairs after you got dressed and waited for suna.
suna got out of the shower and went downstairs to see you, with a coconut red bull in your hands and your phone in your other. he smiled at you
"hey there pretty girl" he sat down by you in some grey sweatpants "so what did you wanna talk about?"
you looked up from your phone, you also set it down. you sighed "is yuki really whitewashing me?" you looked really sad and suna noticed it
"yes, she really is, remember when you used to go get your hair done with arans wife, and you two would go get your nails done together and you used to call tank tops wife beaters and now you rarely get your hair done, you still get your nails done, but they don't look that good, they really belong on a white girl, not the prettiest mixed girl that i've ever seen, and now you rarely wear tank tops, baggy jeans, and talk with your cute little southern draw, love, she whitewashed you" suna reached over and dried some of your tears that fell "now what would you like, hugs, cuddles and a scary movie, should we both kinda like drop atsumu, wanna go over to osamus and and see the baby, and your literal best friend? choice is yours pretty girl, choice is yours"
you smiled as suna dried your tears "can we just cuddle and talk, kinda like how we did in high school?"
suna smiled "of course we can pretty girl, of course we can"
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I bet on losing dogs
A/n this is a avatar x marvel crossover, this based on the movie “black widow” but without Natasha
Warnings: guns, weapons, kinda kidnapping, daddy issues
Character: y/n sully, 6 years old,
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Jake and neytiri were watching neteyam, lo’ak , kiri , spider and y/n play together.
Jake made the decision to take y/n to the red room. Jake knew what would happen to her and still he didn’t care since he didn’t really love y/n.
But pretended until he would take her to the red room, sometimes he and y/n would have their moments and Jake kinda enjoyed them but knew not to get too attached to her.
Y/n was a daddy’s girl and will forever will be, well that what she thought, y/n always loved her dad even if he didn’t give her attention, she always thought that she would get her own avatar and be like the rest of her family, like her father and her mom, neytiri.
Jake:” kids time to eat!” Jake yelled.
All the kids , except spider , ran to the hut and sat on the ground by the fire waiting to be served their supper.
Neytiri put there food in a bowl and put it in front of them, right when the food was placed they dug right in since they were starved from all the running.
Jake and neytiri sat with the kids and ate their supper together. This was the last time that Jake will have a supper with his daughter.
Jake:”y/n.”
Y/n:”yea daddy?”
Jake:” you know that adventure that I would take you one day?”
Y/n:” yea why?” She asked.
Jake:”well today is the day that I take you to that adventure.”
Y/n:”really?!”
Jake:”yes and we’re going to go soon so eat up.”
Y/n ate her supper as fast as she can and got ready for the “adventure”.
Y/n didn’t wear Navi clothes so she wore a shirt and some shorts.
Jake:”y/n let’s go!”
Y/n:” coming daddy!”
Y/n walks out her part of the hut and takes Jake’s hand.
When she’s walking away neteyam whistles and y/n whistles back, he and y/n and a whistle when they would see each other or say goodbye to each other.
Y/n looks behind her shoulder and see neteyam, lo’ak and kiri waving, y/n smiled at them and waved back.
1 HOUR LATER
Y/n:” daddy my feet hurttt” y/n whined.
Jake:”we almost there star almost there.”
He and y/n made it to a opening and saw dreykov
Jake walked up to him and talked to him.
Y/n was confused but then she got grabbed by someone but kicked them.
Dreykov and Jake saw the commotion and looked at y/n.
Y/n was running towards them yelling “daddy, daddy!” But was grabbed by the wrist and she started screaming and sobbing.
Jake walked towards her and said “ y/n it’s okay okay? You’re gonna be a big girl and be good for me okay? Take care of yourself my star.”
Y/n was confused why was he telling her that,
She wanted to say something but got drugged and passed out and got carried to a plane and got placed on a bed.
While they were carrying her she dropped her teddy bear which she named star because she loved stars and her nickname was “star”
But little did she know that star was going to fall.
Jake picked up the teddy bear and looked at it.
Dreykov:” that one has fire in her.”he said
Jake:”yea she does she is a star after all.”
Jake walked back to the hut and saw his family asleep and he smiled and layed down with neytiri.
The thing is that the “star” has already fallen.
A/n omfg😓 this sucks asf😭
#avatar the way of water#sully family#jake sully#angst#jake sully x daughter!reader#black widow#the red room
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Ok but like,,, what if u did a self insert piece
I gotta know what you go with
Angst? Fluff?? Neither??? Nothing at all????
Omg hi my loveee 😊 you know I can’t resist angst. Fluff can’t come without some hurttt 🫢🥰 I had fun with this one, I haven’t wrote a snippet in awhile but this definitely gave me some inspiration like omg. But anyways I hope you enjoy 💞
Red Dandelions
Tw: Angst, blood, injury, and cleaning and sewing (so also needle tw) of said injury
And just to preface, most hero and villain fics I write uses they/them pronouns, but since it is a self-insert piece, the pronouns used here are she/her.
Hero shut the door to her small home and instantly locked the door. After taking off her shoes, she took off her rose mask that concealed her entire face and identity and tossed it on the closest table. The sweet floral smell was immediately removed from her lungs and the air she breathed and all she could smell was the familiar scent of her old home she wished she had more time to spend in.
No matter how much Hero wanted to collapse on the couch in the living room or wrap herself in blankets on her bed, she instead went to the bathroom. On the way there she grabbed a towel from the hallway closet.
Upon entering the only bathroom in her home, she looked in the mirror. Hero’s long, brown, and sort of curly hair was a mess. Granted she was not very good at doing her hair, but it was far more knotted and messy than usual. Her eyes drifted to her face and saw it was probably the only clean looking part of her body at that moment. Most likely because it was always covered by her mask, it protected her face from a lot of debris when she fought. But what is most noticeable on her face is a tired yet pained expression. Her eyes looked towards what caused her pained look and what caused her to have to rush to the bathroom.
On Hero’s arm from near her shoulder to what she and to guess is two inches above her elbow sat an absolute disaster of bloodied dandelions. There were so many dandelions, and such a gross mix of yellow and deep red. She noticed some fell to the floor too. They were not good to use as bandages but that’s all she had.
One of her abilities allowed her to grow plants at will. Unfortunately they have to already exist in the area. And even more unfortunate for her, she had fought a villain in an alleyway of all places. The only plant she spotted was a rogue dandelion growing through a crack in the concrete. Her temporary bandage was born.
She washed her hands before she peeled the soaked flowers and threw them in the trash. She tried not to focus on the blood as she took off each flower. She hated the blood. Hero also hated the way they just seemed to fall apart when she pulled them off, leaving behind their tiny tiny petals on her skin near or on top of her wound. That’s going to suck to clean.
Every time her fingers brushed too close to the gash, she found herself hissing in pain. She wished anyone but herself could be fixing her up right now, but the medic that would be available at this time at her agency is on vacation. No one even bothered to find someone to take their spot temporarily, which bothered her to no end. So that left Hero with the option of going to the hospital and risking her identity being found out and waiting anxiously until someone blabs to the media or she could do what she’s doing now, and go through the painstaking process of fixing the gash up herself.
Speaking of keeping her identity hidden, she just realized she never checked if any villains were following her as she went home. She groaned from the thought that she let the pain of her arm distract her so much. She could worry about that later she supposed. She would have to.
Hero returned to working on her arm, running the towel she grabbed under the faucet. She squeezed it out and took the damp cloth and used it to gently wipe the excess blood and anything that remained of the yellow dandelions off her arm. She blinked back tears, god that was a fight she maybe should have avoided. Luckily she wasn’t hurt worse.
Hero took a little bit of soap and oh so gently cleaned around the wound. The small, delicate, and soapy bubbles contrasted with the sharp red on her skin.
Once clean, she used a clean portion of the towel and wiped off the soap. Trying to rinse the wound off in the sink would be far too awkward.
Hero took a deep breath. Next came the part she hated and worried about.
The stitching.
She hated it so much. She hated how much it hurt, blood grossed her out far too much (even hers), and she hated the needles. But she took a needle anyway and started to thread it.
When she first became a hero, she dumbly didn’t even imagine she would ever be in this position right now. Her younger self considered being a doctor but changed her mind as it all grossed her out. But she still wanted to help people, so she decided to use her powers and be a hero, to help people that way. It was almost sadly ironic in a way that she’s stitching her own wound, something she wanted to avoid when she decided a doctor is not her path.
But it’s fine, the sacrifice is worth it. She thought so anyway.
Hero took the needle to her skin with the deep cut. She tried her hardest to keep her hand from shaking. That she managed to do, but every time the needle went through her skin, it always threw her breathing off. Her hand was not shaky, but her breathing was. Sewing always made her uneasy.
She continued the slow process of sewing up her wound until she finally let out a tired but relieved sigh. The stitches weren’t the neatest, but at least it kept the gash closed. She finished with the worst part.
Hero took some proper bandages this time and covered the wound. No more dandelions.
With her arm bandaged, she was even more relieved now that she is done. She quickly cleaned up the mess she made in her bathroom and proceeded to head to her room immediately after to lay down.
Getting under the soft blankets was so comforting. Or at least that’s all the comfort she had at the moment.
Normally after a fight Hero would go to the agency to fill out the required paperwork after a fight. Usually about damaged property, where the fight took place, with who, and all the other boring details.
But now laying there, she couldn’t bother getting out of bed. She hurt and felt so tired. Doing more work felt like too much effort.. she was done being a hero for the day.
She felt so tired, if a villain did happen to see where she lived and found out her identity, she realized she didn’t even really care that much. At least for now. She might be worried about her carelessness from earlier, later.
When she laid at home alone, she sometimes questioned if being a hero is worth it. Of course these thoughts probably wouldn’t make her quit, but it was always the same. Go out, fight and maybe get hurt, return to the agency for extra work, and then go home. It felt repetitive. And it also made her feel lonely sometimes.
Of course Hero had friends, but she didn’t feel she connected with them all the time. She also didn’t feel she had someone to go to after a fight like this, or on any other bad day.
She sighed and pulled the blanket over herself with her non injured arm.
It’s fine, she was just tired. She’ll feel better in the morning she’s sure.
She’ll feel better and go back to the same routine.
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was outside w gloves on yet my hands hurttt when im inside. eueuueu
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Its ironic how if only rin has sae's ability and boldness to make a move physically on reader (but in a much less fckd up way) and sae has rin's ability to admit his feelings to himself (but not in an insecure way) we wouldnt be getting tears instead a dp from the itoshis dhsjks lmao, but in all seriousness though. i think the other has what the other lacks albeit both imperfectly. whenever sae calls out rin for being a "pervert" it almost seems like a self projection, a jab to himself, cus there's probably a part of him that wants to do what rin casually does to reader but he knows its wrong and if he does, its a self admittance that he does love reader romantically and he repulses that idea. So instead he puts up this nonchalant and obnoxious attitude as a facade about the two's level of intimacy for siblings. Whereas, rin's inferiority complex, definitely stifles the possibility of a romantic relationship with reader. He doesnt realize that him being the always physically present sibling puts him at an advantage, which he doesnt see, but sae does, which is why when sae snapped, he subtlety mentions it. But yeaa just some thots i have i may be completely wrong. Sorry for the long assss ask hahaha i just lovee ur fic fairy i couldnt help but analyze it a little dhsjs.
it briNGs me such a sense of joy that my silly little words have made a bit of an impact and you guys like and understand how i write theMM aaaaHHHQGDSfsut yes this is so accurate i think. v v bright analysis, i also think sae really struggles with the idea of being the "perfect, oldest child" but also having feelings for his sister that he cant ignore even though he wants to? but he also kinda wants to shove it to rin and to the parents so he can't really let go either,, and
rin kinda doesnt put that limit on himself bc he already thinks himself lesser than sae and trying to surpass him anyway. but he's so focused on not having what sae has with you that he doesnt see that he really is??? kinda had the upper hand the entire time? until sae snapped i guess aKDHcGgdthey're both jealous of what the other has!!! and !! that causes people to get huRTTT stupid boys stupid stupid boys
and doNT APOloGIZE for the thoughts pLS i loVe it so mUCh i dOOOO thank you for the ask and for liking the fic :')) i crY
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Modern Encanto AU
Chapter 8 Not what we were expecting
After Agustin Phoned his wife they met up and walked to the cabin. It was quite a long walk but Agustin didnt mind, Julieta and Isabela however.
"My feet hurt.." Complained Juileta.
"Mine also hurttt!"
"Stop copying mee."
"Im not copying youu, your copying mee."
"Oh look the cabin is over there." Agustin lied to try to stop whatever was going to happen between them.
"Are we there yet?" A tired Mirabel asked.
"Almost, Mariposa," A cheerful Juileta said, she was happy because the first thing she wanted to do when they got to the cabin was to throw herself on to her new bed, little did she know that their cabin was still 10 minutes away."
"Pa?"
"Si Mi flor."
"Can you still see the cabin."
Agustin froze.
"I- well uh-."
Luisa must of read his mind cause she said,
"Isa theres a bunch of cabins. how is Pa supposed to know which one is ours?"
"He said he could see it, so obviously he knows which one it is."
Agustin gulped. Yes he knew where they were going but he didn't know what the cabin looked like. How is he supposed to know when theres the same cabin everywhere?
It was like copy n paste copy n paste copy n paste.
Mirabel got tired of walking and wanted some drama, she thought for a while for the perfect idea.
Run off? No
Jump on Isabela? No
Jump on Mama? NO
"Hmm."
"Anything the matter mariposa?"
Mirabel lifted her head to see her mother staring at her with a look that shes always hated, the family called it:
"The Meddlesome stare."
Mirabel zoned out and when she zoned back in she could see the shear fear in her mothers eyes.
"Whats wrong?" That was a stupid question to ask she thought to herself. Julieta hates it when people zoned out and stare at her with big beady eyes, but then again shes scared of everything.
Mirabel looked around her to see if it could of been something else.
She then heard a loud thud followed by gasp, she turned round to see that her mother had tripped up on a small stone and Luisa was helping her back up.
But Julietas bags were not what Luisa was expecting, as soon as she held out her hand for her old mother and her mother grappled on, Luisa fell face first.
At this time Isabela wanted her fathers attention just to herself and thought now was a perfect time, so she clung on to her fathers arm.
"Hey Pa." She said with a beaming smile
"Hey Amor, whats got you so happy?"
"Being here with you, I think we need some father daughter time. Just us. No one else. "
"Ay, thats a good idea but you know how your mama gets when I'm not with her."
(If your wondering why its because shes worried that he might get in a really bad car crash or get hurt.)
Isabela groaned. She hasn't had a day with her Pa in ages.
The last time she hung out with him was way before Mirabels birth, and ever since she hasn't really spent time with him.
Mirabel was a special baby and needed attention 24/7 just in case something bad happened. And Isabela got jealous,. Really jealous.
After around 5 minutes the family was finally at the cabin.
The cabin was..... Not what they were expecting.
The cabin had two greenish blueish doors, A patio, and what really surprised them was the mailbox. The cabin did look sturdy, it was made out of logs which didn't surprise them, it was in the middle of the woods.
Underneath the patio was a door.
"Look!" Mirabel exclaimed.
The family stared at her then at the at the door she was pointing to.
"It looks like the door from coraline!"
Mirabel has always been obsessed with the movie. And when she saw it she got excited.
Before Agustin could unlock the door there was a loud squeaky noise, in which Agustinn thought was one of the workers in a mickey mouse but instead it was their new neighbour. (Not for long)
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HELPp
I was in the shower drinking a can of vannilla flavoured coca cola. I put the coke down. I grabbed the FemFresh bottle, and squired some into my hand then smeared it on my pussy. BUT I actually grabbed the can of vammilla flavoured coca Cola's AAA and the bubbles hit my labia andddd iT HURTTT I scREAMED. This caused Kurt Cobain to respwan. He spoke to me 'never met a wise man, if so it's a woman' ⁉️⁉️⁉️ then he despawned⁉️⁉️⁉️ my pussy caused Kurt Cobain to respwan
Hellllpppp
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Hellooooo, today I'm just going for the chapter feedback cause it's super late😌
But chapter 9...
I'm honestly not ready
‘What if I want you to watch?’ You asked him, appearing in the open doorway. He did a double take as he looked up at you from his spot on the side of the bed, clearly unsure as to wether he’d heard you correctly and he swallowed hard as he furrowed his brows at you. THAT'S THE BEGINNING OF MY HURTTT
‘What’s going on’ he whispered to himself and you let out a little chuckle. HE IS SHOCKED
THE FACT THAT HE WANTS TO BE SURE SHE IS AWARE OF WHAT SHE IS ASKING HIM TO DO
He shut his eyes at first, cursing under his breath multiple times and rather than wait for him to look at you, you sauntered forward and grabbed his shoulders before straddling his lap causing the smallest whimper to come from him as his eyes finally met yours. I LOVE THIS MAN
‘Promise me you’re sure about this’ he whispered as he grabbed your naked waist ‘That you realise what this means?’ he asked, his dark eyes drilling into yours as he searched for the answers he wanted. 🥹🥹🥹
He seemed a little nervous so you shuffled over and onto your side before holding you hand out to invite him over. He took it carefully and slotted himself next to you before grabbing your waist again. ‘Sorry, I just wasn’t expecting this’ he whispered and you cupped his jaw in hopes he would look at you in the eye. OH BABY
‘More times than I care to admit’🤭🤭🤭
HIM TAKING HIS TIME WITH HER CAUSE HE'S BEEN WAITING FOR SOOOO LONG AND NOW HE WANTS TO ENJOY EVERY MOMENT
‘Sit down, I wanna ride you’ you breathed and he cursed under his breath before jumping on the bed to sit against the headboard. His hands tapped his thighs and you crawled over to him, straddling his legs once again as his hands wrapped around your waist before stroking up and down your back lightly. SHE IS OUR DOMINANT WOMAN
‘Fine, but not for long. I wanna see you’ he mumbled before giving your bum a harsh slap. THAT🥹🥹🥹
This isn’t what you did, you didn’t sleep with someone and then spend the night. You got dressed and you got the hell out of there. PERFECT NOW I CAN START CRYING
You laid there for what felt like hours when in reality it was only 20 minutes until Mason was in a deep sleep, rolling onto his back and snoring softly causing you to let out a quiet breath. You quickly and quietly slipped out from beside him and grabbed your stuff so you could go hide in the en-suite, ordering an Uber through your tears before getting dressed. You were rubbing at your eyes to try and make your crying stop but it only made them look worse. THE FACT THAT NOW WE KNOW HE HEARD HER GETTING UP AND WAS OVERTHINK IN BED...
‘Y/n? Everything okay?’ He asked softly, standing up to come over to you but you didn’t have any words to offer him. ‘Baby? What’s going on?’ He whispered, catching onto your swollen and bloodshot eyes as he cupped your jaw so you would look at him. ‘Hey, talk to me. Why are you crying?’ He mumbled before finally taking a proper look at you. Fully dressed, shoes on with your bag in hand. ‘What’s going on. Where are you going?’ He asked you a bit more firmly this time and your eyes stung at the fact he’d figured you out. GOD THAT KILLS ME😭😭😭
‘I’m not just some guy some guy you’ve slept with that you can bail on. I thought I meant something to you? I thought we were friends at the very least. This isn’t how you treat people you care about!’ He roared and for the first time since you’d known him you felt a little scared. ‘But we’re not friends are we? Friends don’t do what we do and it just be normal. I thought you were mine’ he whimpered and your heart broke at the sight of him. ‘I don’t give a shit if people have been bad to you in the past, that doesn’t give you permission to treat everyone else like crap!’ HE IS JUST SO HURT😭
‘You know how much you mean to me and I really thought I meant more to you than I quite obviously do’ YOU DO MEAN BABY
THAT HURTS EVEN IF I KNOW THEY ARE FINE AND TALKING ABOUT MARRIAGE AND KIDS NOW😭😭😭
WE MADE IT THROUGH THE HURT
we’ll sort of 😭
But yes it’s weird reading this back now knowing that masey knew she was in the bathroom he just didn’t know why 😭
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