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rowarn · 9 months

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hi rowan!! can i jus say i LOVE the way you write soft simon<33

what are your thoughts on soft konig?

thank u so much my love 🥺🥺

size difference ofc, foreplay, könig being good in bed <333333 afab!reader, no prns

SOFT!KÖNIG ..... i love soft men. i love protective men. if there's one thing about me it's that protective men just tickle my pickle like nothing else

and könig is sooooo protective. it comes natural to him. he spends a big part of his time away from home and killing people.

but the second he's home with his sweet, precious baby he basically melts!!!

he's the type of man who always has to be touching you. wiping a crumb of food off your cheek, having a stable hand on the small of your back as he guides you through a thick crowd, your small hand tucked firmly in his when he sits beside you at a cafe, his hand gripping your thigh when he's driving or when you're nestled next to him on the couch. hes always touching you.

the type of man who doesn't let you lift a single finger bc he can do whatever it is you need. all you need to do is sit there nice and comfy and be sweet for him, that's all he wants!

he's always complimenting you he's never shy about it. the second you get up he's calling you pretty. telling u how nice your skin looks. tells u that ur hair looks cute that day. he's always complimenting you, his soft little heart just melts at the way your eyes light up when he does it so why wouldn't he???? he loves to make u happy after all

this caring, devoted nature bleeds into bed as well of course !!!

hes......so big......

he's always concerned he'll hurt you. he can easily kill men with his bare hands, he knows his own strength. the last thing he wants to do is lose control. so his touches and caresses are always methodical and thought out.

sex with könig is never rushed or rough. he's a gentle giant with u without a doubt. he won't leave marks or hit u in any form — not even to spank ur ass. wont choke you (but may wrap a hand around your throat and rest it there if y beg sweet enough)

he works you open slowly and carefully. he's so thorough that there's no way you don't cum from his foreplay alone ): he stretches you open with his thick fingers, slurps noisily on your clit to get you even wetter, it's all too much. he's used to feeling you twitch and squirm when he gets you ready, it barely phases him anymore!!! it's just part of the process now (:

"was that a good one, my sweet?" he'll ask ask he rids himself of his clothes, lidded eyes watching you recover from the intense orgasm he so effortlessly gave you <3

he usually does positions he can see you in but he also likes the prone bone position too. any position where u can lay there and just take it — letting him do all the work so u never have to lift a finger <3 so sweet of him !!!

when he finally gets his cock inside you, he always stops halfway and makes u cum like that before giving u the rest ): he doesn't want to give u too much at once and risk hurting you bc he's BIG and he knows it (not in a cocky way he's just overly aware of his own size)

afterwards, once again, u will never lift a finger. hell clean up the mess and snuggle all u want wherever u want. even if he has to carry u to a different room bc u wanna lay somewhere else.

those r some of my thoughts on soft könig <33333333

#könig x reader #könig smut #konig x reader #konig smut #cod smut #cod x reader #ask

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ultravioletrayz · 3 months

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Hiiiii since u take nsfw requests, can I get one of FEM!reader pegging Miguel? I just need to see his tight hole pounded by his sweet girl's strap for a change. Thank you!

SO yummy omg.

Pairing: sub!miguel o’hara x dom!f!reader

Warnings: 18+, praise kink, prone bone, use of strap-on, anal (m. receiving)

Summary: you give miguel a well-deserved break

A/N: was weighing up making this mean dom or soft dom reader but opted for soft dom because migs is just a stressed little baby 🥺 (he's a 6'9, mutant adult man who could kick me so hard I fly into the sun and disintegrate)

Word Count: 831 (not proofread, probably some errors towards the end)

After a long, demanding day of work, all Miguel wanted was some kind of relief, which he immediately found in your embrace. Your touch, your scent, your smile, it all made Miguel feel at ease. Your presence allowed him to sink further into the mattress as you sit on top of his ass, your hands kneading and massaging the taut musculature of his broad shoulders. He couldn’t help the breathy moans leaving his plump lips as his muscles unravelled from their tense knots… and your hips pressed against his ass after a particularly deep thrust.

You pull your sparkly black strap-on almost all the way out so that the silicone is just kissing his puckered hole, before bottoming out once again in a slow, sensual rhythm that has Miguel mewling. His body lays flat against the bed, handsome face tucked away on top of his folded arms to muffle his pretty sounds, his heavy cock messily grinding against the plush mattress in time with your thrusts, the sheets damp and stained with cum and sweat.

“Así, mami. Se siente tan bien, tan jodidamente bien.” Miguel whimpers, lifting his hips up to meet your deep strokes with a choked whine. The sound of the lube squelching inside of his ass and both of your exasperated huffs make Miguel feel lightheaded, his renowned intellect becoming unintelligible babbling as the big dildo strapped to your stunning body stretches him out and drags against his tight walls. This moment with you, not worrying about his responsibilities or being in control, feels like heaven. Miguel has been craving a release, a way to force himself to escape the pressures of being a leader, and a protector. What better way than getting fucked by his pretty girl? (“Just like that, mommy. Feels so good, so fucking good.”)

With his fangs exposed, his claws tearing through the sheets, and throaty groans escaping from his lips, Miguel melts onto your cock. Miguel feels his stress dissipating with each thrust, your fat strap's bulbous head nuzzling his most sensitive, deepest parts and massaging his prostate. To keep Miguel somewhat grounded, you place a hand on his toned, slender waist. You also remind yourself to keep your gentle rhythm and concentrate on Miguel's pleasure, even though part of you wants to see the man who regularly spears you on his cock receive the same, deliciously rough treatment. But Miguel needs this moment of love and devotion, and you’ll do anything to remind your handsome man of your devotion to him and how proud you are of him.

“This tight hole was made for me, taking me so well,” You whisper, leaning over his wide, muscular back so that your honeyed praises still reach his fucked-out brain. “Mi niño bonito. You love my cock so much, huh, Mig?”

Miguel struggles to lift his head from his forearms, but he does so to look back at you, his handsome face covered in drool and tears as your sweet words and deep thrusts cause his eyes to roll back and he nods dumbly in response. You watch with awe and parted lips as Miguel’s hole pulses around you, causing the remnants of lube inside of him to bubble and ooze down his cheeks. It makes you giggle to see him approaching his climax once again, your hips rolling against him passionately as your hands wander across the glistening tan skin of his back, gliding your fingertips across his muscles and scars to worship his body as you make love to him.

His jaw goes slack as he moans and whines as you angle your sparkly strap-on to caress his sweet spot, the benevolence of your thrusts making him conflicted between crying and cumming. Against his own will, he chooses the latter.

Miguel desperately humps the ruffled sheets beneath him as he bucks his hips back and forth to encourage the depth of your movements, but the second your hands squeeze his waist to remind him to calm down and let you take care of him, he’s shooting thick, sticky ropes of his delicious cum into the puddle of his past loads accumulating beneath his abs, the sudden warmth against his bare skin making him whimper as his thick thighs shake and his back arches, subsequently making his ass press against the base of your strap-on.

“Sh-Shock’s sake…” Miguel pants, letting his head fall back down against his sturdy arms as you pull out of him, tapping his spasming hole with the tip of your silicone cock to beckon a few more moans from Miguel. “Gracias, mi reina. N-Needed that. Needed you to make me feel good.”

“Of course, baby. Anytime. I’m here for you.” You whisper, climbing off of Miguel and laying on your side next to him, the bedsheets squelching underneath you as Miguel’s cum spreads and darkens the material. The mess of juices was gonna be a bitch to clean up. But then again, so was the mess that is Miguel O’Hara.

I'm feeling evil and wanna post some miguel angst soon.

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swordcreature · 6 months

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HCs for Rolan/Dammon(/Zevlor) on how Tav would care for Their wounds 🥺🥺 learning a new spell goes wrong, burning himself at the forge, battle training mishap and now Tav has to take care of them even though They are usually the Adventuring Hero who comes home beat up after Going Out and Risking their Life to Save The Day

hi anon i hope you like it!!

thank you for the request!

Dammon, Rolan, & Zevlor - Tending to Their Wounds

no explicit content, just some minor descriptions of injuries

How the tiefling boys are tended to

Dammon:

Dammon, although brilliant with his hands, is accident prone. He’ll burn his tail when it accidentally whips into the embers of the forge, or he’ll touch a piece of metal that’s still too hot, having thought it cooled down.

Funny enough, Dammon swears he didn’t use to be so clumsy. Maybe he’s just been distracted lately by something. Or someone.

Either way, he needs help when he absentmindedly backs into his anvil as a molten hot metal ingot sits atop of it, singing the skin of his tail.

The sound Dammon makes when he gets hurt is strangely high pitched for how low and smooth his voice is, and he’ll totally blush if called on it (because he totally doesn’t make the same sound in bed ever, no not him)

He’s really quick to ask Tav for help. He’s not ashamed of needing it, though he does feel somewhat guilty for bothering them with his “little wound” – it’s definitely a second-degree burn though.

Tav will make him lay on the bed, to get a better look they swear! And they’re very tender with his sensitive tail, covering it in a medicinal salve and wrapping it in gauze. They’re not a healer, but they’ve learned enough on the road to help with smaller burns and cuts.

They’ll give his tail some tentative strokes, or, if feeling cheeky, they’ll give it a firm squeeze around the base.

Dammon normally likes to be the caretaker in the relationship. Not only is he old fashioned – he wants to make Tav feel safe, provide for them, meet all their needs – but he also recognizes how much Tav has done for him, for all the refugees, really.

But he’ll still look at them while they tend to his burn, love struck and just so very happy. Like they’re giving him a massage instead of dressing a wound. He knows how lucky he is to have someone like Tav to help him when he needs it.

Rolan:

Is anyone really surprised to hear that I think Rolan is a bit of a crybaby when he gets a minor injury? He would probably complain less if he got stabbed in the chest.

So, when he’s toying around with a new form of thunderwave that goes awry, slamming himself into a bookshelf a couple feet back, tomes falling out and onto his head, he dramatically announces to his family that he most certainly has a concussion or a broken wrist.

Maybe both!

But he doesn’t want Tav to take a look, oh no. They’re not allowed to touch him at all, lest they hurt him more. Even though Tav has seen more than their fair share of broken bones and head trauma.

Rolan’s ego is wounded more than anything, so it’s hard to convince him that if he is indeed hurt, that Tav should at least double check.

He’ll agree when he realizes that Tav is actually worried about him, but he makes them promise to be gentle.

Tav’s touch is feather light on Rolan’s head, brushing over the bump that’s forming between his horns. He’s definitely got an egg there, but it’s no concussion.

They’ll hold his wrist with the same tenderness they would a baby bird, turning it over in their hand, moving it ever so slightly.

If you think Rolan wouldn’t yelp like a kicked puppy at the littlest bit of pain, you’re wrong!

But Tav quickly assesses that his wrist is, in fact, fine. Just a little bruised.

Rolan blushes because of course he would make a big deal over a non-injury. He doesn’t love the idea of pulling Tav from their normal activities, his adventurer who faced the godsdamned Elder Brain, just to deal with his dramatics.

That doesn’t stop him from repeating the process once more when another spell backfires.

Zevlor:

Zevlor would rather die than admit when he’s in pain or hurt. He hates the idea of anyone worrying about him, especially Tav. There are greater things to care about than him, in his opinion.

One day, when he is working with the Flaming Fist to train the city’s children in proper weapon safety, he catches a stray short sword to the leg, slicing his thigh from knee to mid-thigh.

It’s not a particularly deep wound, but it’s enough to make him favor that side.

Zevlor has enough combat training to know how to dress a wound himself, so he’s able to stop the bleeding enough to not draw attention.

But Tav still notices, as the slight limp in his step gives him away. They’re immediately worried, demanding to see his leg, asking what happened, pulling him to sit down.

Zevlor tries to hush them, to let them know he’s okay and that it’s just a scratch – nothing for them to worry about. But Tav is relentless until he finally agrees to roll up his pant leg.

It’s not as bad as Tav initially imagined, but it will need stitches. They grab the kit Zevlor keeps for emergencies and attempts to lay Zevlor on the bed.

They’re a little shaky as they try and close his gash. They’ve done this a million times before, but this is the first time they’ve seen Zevlor wounded, no matter how small the wound may be. It’s a dark reminder that he isn’t the invulnerable Hellrider that Tav sees him as.

They’re reminded of all the times they’ve come home injured from whatever adventure they were on and the look on Zevlor’s face as he tried to help them in whatever way he could. Suddenly, they feel guilty. If this is how he’s felt all those times, they certainly owe him an apology.

The next time they go off on a mission, they're more careful – more cautious – thinking back to the way they felt seeing Zevlor hurt that day.

#bg3 #bg3 dammon #bg3 rolan #bg3 zevlor #dammon #rolan #zevlor #my writing #anon #zevlor x tav #dammon x tav #rolan x tav #requests/suggestions

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hijackalx · 7 months

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*SOME DURGE QUEST SPOILERS*

***NONCON AND DRUG USE MENTIONS***

GORTASH SFW HEADCANONS:

ok to start i think when he was a prisoner his hair got rlly long and unkept and he hateddd it so the minute he escaped he chopped that shit off himself and thats why its so unruly lol (*EDIT he always cuts his own hair is what im sayin)

this man is such a taurus like everything about him screams taurus. has a taurus stellium fosho

would listen to superheaven

hes also sooo jenny by studio killers, disco man by remi wolf, happiness by the 1975 coded with Durge 😩😩

with durge hes also giving bf that ur dad hates but like thats canon. i think he likes that hes able to influence durge to the point that they rebel lol. the type of boy u run away with when ur younger

probably BLASTED jet black heart by 5SOS on repeat when Durge disappeared LMFAOO

also i kind of feel like the fearless buff to his clothing is more an insight to his character rather than him needing magic to not be fearful bcz he literally got the shit beat out of him everyday and lived in HELL how can he not be desensitized to everything at that point 😭😭😭 it does not get much worse than that my boy

hes so thique like hes just a big boned dude. tiddies SO fat too EUGH + thick shoulders/arms. he feels so warm and safe i just know it i just KNOW it gurl

also idk if it was supposed to happen but in my latest playthrough during the fight with him he dropped his bow and just started beating the shit out of us 😭😭😭😭 all hands baby like WHAT 😭😭 so i like to think thats his preferred method of fighting idk if thats canon tho i feel like i seen somebody talking abt that before but mightve just been another hc

occasionally does drugs. likes the ones that make him feel really elated (idk what theyre called in bg3 its some kind of dust or something) ALSO HC THAT HE WAS ON SOMETHING WHEN HE WROTE RHAT FUCKED UP NOTE TO FRANC (WAS THAG HIS NAME U GUYS KNOW THE NOTE) HE WAS OBVIOJSLY TRIPPING BALLSSSSS

lots of body hair…… everywhere……. straight and black body hair. that is so sexy to me let me smell the pheromones in your armpits king LMFAO (i think theres something wrong with me)

going off of rhat yes i think he smells good (DIVINE, even) as a woman that is feral and in heat all the time. but to normal ppl he may smell kind of weird. not STINKY stinky but like when u dont shower and ur natural scent starts to mix with the perfume/cologne ur wearing SORRY 😭😭😭 im trying to be realistic here. or maybe like when u wake up and didnt shower the night before and u can still smell the perfume/cologne u put on yesterday. basically what im saying is he might need to shower

hes just so masculine it drives me crazy I LOVE MEN !!!!!!!!!! I LOVE EEENERM. ME E WN

love language:

giving = lowkey getting acts of service vibes here but u didnt hear it from me 🤫🤐 gift giving too. tav is just his widdle babie and he wants to make sure theyre the happiest they can be 🥺😩

receiving = acts of service LMAO give and get back type of shit

relationship wise i think he is the most doting and sweetest person. like tav will never have to worry abt anything ever again bcz he will handle everything. takes care of them cuz they are his king/queen 😌

GORTASH NSFW HEADCANONS:

yeah going off that last hc he is sweet outside the bedroom but a menace in it. its just the way he is. its probably exhausting too 😩 like if u ask him to be gentler/less intense he will try for a while but probably wont enjoy it as much. he doesnt like to hold back.

i WILL say tho ☝🏻🤨 i think when he gets close to finishing he gets a little more soft/loving. he just has to get his badness out first yall its fine

HIGH libido wants to smash all the time. he also (POSSIBLE NONCON MENTION !!!!!!!) thinks that since ur his u should be willing to give it up whenever he wants it. (NONCON MENTION OVER) i think in the bedroom he sees u as a servant even if ur considered his equal normally. like hes a chosen of bane he has to feel like he has control over u in SOME way

can be selfish depending on his mood. sometimes he doesnt see u as anything other than a toy (lowkey hard for me to admit but i NEVA LIE GIRLS !!!!! 🙅🙅🙅) like can be such a fucking asshole about it too

BUT !!! when he is feeling generous he is soooo generous. EUGH like he will make sure u enjoy urself!!!! probably multiple times !!!!!!!!!!!!

dont know why nobody else has said he has a daddy kink. so obvious like call him daddy ms thing he will nut so hard. oh corruption kink too. like can u imagine Durge being so innocent when they first met cuz they were never allowed to get close to anybody and hes just sooo into it HELLO i got to write that fic NEOW

omg breeding kink too give him heirs. will fuck the shitttt out of u in a mating press. probably comes a lot too almost impossible not to get pregnant with him LMAO

likes to pick u up and fuck u. manhandling king. also will do the faerun equivalent to coke and wants u to do it w him then fuck nasty afterwards

i feel like he doesnt last an extremely long time. 15-20 mins is THE MOST youre getting out of him lol he just gets very excited (which is lowkey kind of cute??)

do i even have to say that this man is packing schmeat. heavy dick. heavy balls. allow me to bear some of that weight for u my liege 🤲🏻🧎

ORIN BONUS ????:

mostly nsfw

ok i didnt originally plan to add orin but listen….. gortash is a charismatic guy….. imagine orin was into him too LISTEN ! like shes jealous asf of Durge in that sense too not just bcz of them being bhaal’s fav. like when i think abt them i just am getting a vibe okay. this trio……..

every time she sees gortash and Durge acting close and doing all their yucky lovesick shit she just gets soooo mad. now imagine she shifts into Durge to get gortash to fuck her. yeah… yall seeing the vision? would he ever find out ?? imagine that was why he hates orin so much?? he doesnt want to tell Durge (cuz thats cheating hes not a cheater duh 🙄 plus hes scared theyll be mad at him) and thats why his explanations as to why he hates orin are so vague

#bg3 #baldurs gate 3 #baldurs gate #enver gortash #x reader #gortash #gortash x durge #gortash x tav #gortash x reader #headcanons #bg3 headcanons #my headcanons #dark urge x gortash

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beiasluv · 1 year

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Hiii! Love your writing! I was wondering if you can write a cute avatar fic with the reader is human and lo’ak or netayam falling in love with reader and always checking on her like checking if her mask is on properly and stuff. Thank youuuu 🥰🥰🥰

lo’ak x human!reader

a/n: YES PLEASE, I WANNA WRITE FOR LO’AK / enjoy 🤍

masterlist

being one of those babies who got left on pandora has its pro’s and con’s

pro’s, you get to spend time on this excellent planet, instead of the crusty dusty earth.

con’s, it gets quite lonely.

you imagine it couldn’t get worst; until your human friend, spider, wandered out of the lab for the first time. not being of the age yet, you were basically left behind by him.

for the first few times, you felt isolated and lonely in the lab. you started to recognize how weird the lab actually is, how quiet it gets during the day and night, how the pandora plants glowed in the dark, and different tools wiring around the lab

spider, being a good friend he is, never visited the lab, unless he is terribly hungry. which, he crammed a lot of stuff into his mouth, and without a glance, he’s off into the forest.

well, you always like to babble to grace since you were a baby. now, she’s your only candle burning. it felt weird at first, but who is there to actually care? none, you can talk none sense all day long.

grace twitches sometimes to your blabbing but non other than that. crazy as it might sound, it gave you a little hope that she was listing to your heart and soul.

until one day, spider brought some visitors.

he introduced you to kiri and lo’ak. your breath was taken away by the resemblance of kiri to grace, it was like eywa responded to your prayer for a friend. kiri connected to you immediately like you’ve known each other for so long. well, she’s glad that at least there is another girl alive.

the other visitor gave you a lingered look on your small frame and your face

you didn’t say anything but a lump in your throat started to form. had to excuse yourself out of the room to catch some breath, but faith isn’t quite on your side, or is it?

“hey, i saw you back there, are you okay?” he crouched down held your shoulder questioning.

“i- i am fine, thank you.”

“by the way, i’m lo’ak, nice to meet you,” he held out his blue giant hand.

“i’m y/n,” you reached out for his hand, which it engulfed your tiny hand in it, spreading the coldness against your skin.

lo’ak was definitely screaming internally how small your hand was compared to his. on that moment, unknowingly, he made a vow to protect you and swear with his life on it.

“your face is getting hot, are you okay?” you cubbed his reddened face in your tiny hands.

flustered lo’ak entered the chat

now, that was about 5 years ago. lo’ak was still a baby (even though he was bigger than you, but anyways) you guys were still 13 years old. until these past few years, puberty hit him like a BUS

he had grown taller, obviously, and more muscly. his chubby face grew some sharp angles, contrasting to his soft pouty lips

your frame had changed as well. you’ve grew more comfortable in your own flesh and body, which lo’ak definitely noticed.

he just loves how tiny you are (compared to him) and how easily he can crush your bone in his hand. hell yeah, he can even lift you off the ground with one hand. it made him even more determined to protect you from everything this planet had to offer

you guys didn’t grew only physically, but also emotionally. your souls bonded and fitted together perfectly like a piece that was missing from each other.

one day, lo’ak decided to took an action and asked you to be his partner, and he did it the sweetest way possible.

that whole day, i can guarantee that you guys barely had a moment where you skins are not touching each other. he lovesss staying close to you, especially that special day.

when you agreed to finally leave the lab, he was so thrilled. to the point that he never leave your side like you are a baby 🥺

“got your mask?” he caressed your face.

“yep.”

“oxy- oxygen tank?”

“yep.”

“good girl,” 😳 he petted your hair. “let’s go,” without a second word you are hurled up against his back.

always carrying you arounddddd. when you say you can walk yourself he would be like: “noooo, sweetheart, you will hurt your feet, let me carry you.”

if you say he’ll get tired he’ll say that he’ll never get tired of you, plus you fitted perfectly in his embrace. AHEM, just another excuse to hold you close.

of course, he loves to change up the position around. his favorite is bridal style, cuz who doesn’t love seeing your face every time he looks down. plus, he can feel your hands around his neck and your breath against his chest.

your favorite have to be piggy back, ALL THE WAY. you love holding your body against his back. plus, teasing him by kissing his neck is so funny. he’ll tremble in your touch and his purrs will slip out 😳

if you are flying together, he will be super extra EXTRA careful for you, like wrapping an arm around your waist smth like that 😩

will and definitely have a safe word with you. if he gets too extreme sometimes, you’ll have to pull him back (you dirty minded, guys, i was talking about like jumping off a clif or smth 😳)

but you rarely have to use the safe word because he is super caring for youu

he knows how your much your human body can take and will be super acknowledging towards that. if you are tired, he will immediately drop everything and hold you close so you can have a nappy time 🥺

made it as his habit to always carry around an extra mask, in case sometime goes wrong

buttt his favorite of all time would be touching your skin and hands

it brings comfort to him when he knows that he isn’t the only one with five fingers in the family. well, yes, his dad might have them, but he never really acknowledged the judgment from others. people respected him, lo’ak just wanted a simpler life like his dad’s.

your babyboy is sad, so you will do something. every night, he will be showered with comforting and reassuring words. holding his hand and emphasizing on his pinkie, you will kiss them one by one. intertwining them as if you will never take them off.

“see, we have the same pinkie, and these fingers are special. you are special to me, lo’ak.”

we all know that in that moment he wanted to crush you in his arm and inject you into his vein. he loves you so much but it pains him for not being able to hold your face.

so, obviously, his favorite place to spend time with you is at the lab. BECAUSE he can caress your face and every inch of you without the problem of the mask.

he loves tracing down from your eyebrows, feeling the tickling sensation against his fingertips, your nose, how they are more curved out from your face than his, and your mouth, touching your juicy lips as he resist the urge to plant a kiss on them

going down your chin, neck, and everything AAAAA

you LOVE touching his nose, how cute it is and how it twitches to every little sensitive things. your honorable mention is his tail, how it brushes and wraps against your skin.

BUTT YOU LOVE EVERY PART OF HIM PERIODT

he will DROOL if he sees you wearing them na’vi clothes. he loves how it accentuated your body and every part of you.

obviously, because it was more revealing to him and he is OBSESSED. gets protective when other people look at you tho >: “you are only my sight to see, only for me”

obsessed with your hairrr

whether it is straight, curly, wavy, long, or short he will find a way to style it according to na’vi’s culture.

will beg kiri to braid your hair and compliment you every 10 seconds

OVERALL = PROTECTIVE LO’AK BBG FOR YOU 10000/10

today’s a great day to take a break 🤍 emotionally and physically, you deserve it <3

@rosaryos / @bumblinbumblvee / @nyotamalfoy / @fangirl-2610 / @astablacksword / @lokisblueskin

#fanfiction #avatar imagine #avatar the way of water #avatar x reader #imagines #lo’ak imagine #lo’ak x reader #lo’ak sully

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padawansuggest · 8 months

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I love all your little quotes and such for obi-wan. But I especially love the ones with eldritch spooky baby obiwan telling a very tired and ready to deal with it knight windu a very haunting vision. ♥️♥️

Thank you. Obi-Wan is just a Little Guy who’s made of cosmic energy and would like to tell you about his latest dream it wasn’t that bad this time he promises 🥺🥺🥺

But also I think that would be the funniest fix it AU ever because Obi-Wan would get a fucked up vision and immediately go tell nice knight Windu (who likes to give him nice cheek nuzzles and tried to sell him to a padawan once) who is all ‘wow. The shatterpoints say that one’s real and I think I know how to sidestep it’ because their visions fit together in the most fucked up perfect way ever 🥰🥰

Also I just want tiny baby-Wan to track Mace down like the ghosts in the Shining or something with the sole purpose of telling him something messed up. It would be 7x as funny if Mace brought him to the temple to begin with cause he’ll spend every moment in the cursed baby’s presence like ‘ughhhhh’ but then Obi-Wan grows up and Mace is all ‘anyone wanna see this baby book of Obi-Wan that I put together? It’s also got some of his worst prophecies in it’ ‘don’t you mean first?’ ‘Nah these ones are his worst. Don’t touch them unless you wanna feel like someone just walked over your grave.’

Anyways. Cody and Anakin are about to gather up funds from Padme to try and buy the baby book they are obsessed they need it Right This Second.

Mace: *sees toddler wan* ew. It’s got fleas. I watched him bite Master Krell to the bone once. He’s probably diseased.

Mace: *sees adult Kenobi* He’s perfect. I would kill any of you for him. He’s my actual infant son. He’s just a Little Guy.

#star wars #obi wan kenobi #clone wars #mace Windu #baby wan

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toji-girl · 8 days

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it's okayy!! i'll send it again :)) it was something like jjk characters falling asleep on reader (anyone u got in mind, i don't have a particular in mind atm but i would love to see it with nanami !!!), could be an established relationship or pre dating era, just something really fluffy and cute <333 i love you, have an amazing day ahead angel 🩷

I love sweet fluffy moments like this 🥺🥺🩷😭 I love you too sweetpea! you're so kind, I hope you have an awesome day too! also, these are kinda short and I only wrote for three characters! my mind blanked for Sukuna 🤧😭

Kento

Your fingers threaded through blonde locks further relaxing your boyfriend who ended up with his head in your lap during movie night, his eyes began to droop when the movie played and his cheek started on your shoulder then he ended up here.

He didn't mean to either.

When you invited him for dinner, Kento wanted to see you, to soothe that ache in his bones and hands that would be able to finally hold you, instead, he was fighting to not fall asleep. "Kento, sleep baby."

All he did was hum, his eyes fluttered open barely to look up at you. "I'm not sleeping," Kento told you with a warm smile that made you giggle as you continued to scratch at his scalp, "resting my eyes."

This time you threw your head back laughing at the old-time excuse. "Oh, I'm sure." You teased and let him get back into position, his head fit perfectly on your thighs and you smelled good and felt so warm.

Sleepiness lulled him in like a siren to a sailor, it welcomed him with open arms that he fell into gladly, he couldn't help it around you, he felt safe enough to let his guard down and you loved it so much.

You watched him knowing how exhausted he was and how taxing his job was as well. You grabbed the blanket and tucked him in before leaning back to get more comfortable.

Toji x Shiu

Dating two men means you get double love or double whatever it is, and like now you were getting a headache that split your skill listening to your boyfriends argue with each other while packing for your yearly getaway and you knew it was from being tired.

The three of you had stayed up late last night going down the list and then somehow you ended up falling asleep on Shiu while Toji laid his head on your ass using it as a pillow while you all sprawled out on the couch.

Now they were going back and forth on who needed to grab what and who was in charge of what. "If you don't shut up and listen-"

You stopped folding a towel to whip your head to look at Toji who looked back at you cocking an eyebrow. "Got somethin' to say princess?" He asked earning an eye-roll knowing he was tired.

"Nope, but you two should stop being asses to each other. We have thirty minutes before the taxi is here." It was all you said before leaving the bedroom with your suitcase and stuff, their argument still could be heard as you walked into the living room with a heavy sigh.

It was silent and it made you drowsy, your sleep wasn't the best, and neither was theirs and they had a plan to propose on the trip so their nerves were a little grated against and raw leaving them a bit bitchy.

Ten minutes into packing you were done and while making sure everything was correct Shiu emerged from the bedroom first and right over to you where he sat down pulling you into his chest. "I love you." He murmured nuzzling his nose into your neck kissing it.

"Shiu....we have twenty minutes, and our quickies are always not quick." You hummed wrapping your arms around his neck just in time for Toji to join and take his seat next to you.

He watched you both feeling his stomach twist, tomorrow they were going to ask you to marry them. "We're shitheads sometimes, ain't we?" He asked holding the back of your neck softly when you turned to look at him and kiss him too.

"Sometimes, but I am too. I love you both so much. Now let's get ready, please before we miss our taxi." You hummed and got up from between them to grab your suitcase and wheel it outside to wait.

Both men followed after and helped you inside first away from the scorching heat while they loaded the back up, then they got inside on either side of you. "How long is the ride to the airport?" Toji asked laying his head on your shoulder the best he could.

Shiu followed suit and his eyes were already closed before his head hit. "Forty-five minutes, we have enough time." You hummed and patted both their cheeks hearing both men start to snore softly after ten minutes into the car ride as their hands rested on your thighs.

Toji's fingers brushed along Shiu's and soon enough their fingers found each other and were interlocked which you snapped a picture of to show them later and to use as your screensaver as well.

#💌incoming #jjk fluff #kento x you fluff #kento x reader #kento nanami x reader #kento nanami x you #kento nanami x y/n #toji x you #jjk x reader #toji x reader #shiu kong x reader #shiu fluff #toji fluff #kento fluff #toji fushiguro x reader #fushiguro toji x reader #toji fushiguro x you #shiu kong x you fluff

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ourlittleuluru · 11 days

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How... How do I even put the things going on in my head into words 😭 I can't with the new trailer and and the eventttttt

I'm sorry I'm gonna be so annoying on main for a bit, am totally freaking out. Sorry for the long post ahead... and by long, i mean... LONG

That BGM in the trailer is pretty 🔥🔥🔥 Ngl, very phantom thieve-y

ALSO the 4 star?????

This looks so gorgeoussss???? The rain and blood and him covering his face when the mask is taken of?!?!

THE DUALITY OF HIM IN JUST THE 5 stars as well????

FROM SHY AND AWW VS ANGY AND POUTY???!

The new couple pose!!!

The chat bubble is so pretty toooooooo and the ultimate????

The moon and stars in the backgrounddddd

Just him teleporting around and with the halo like a moon behind him. I have no words

Overall, loving the aesthetics!!!

can't stop looking at this pouty baby 😭🥺💕

AHHHHH NO XAVIER BBY You're no idiot sandwichhhh ToT

Look at himmm he looks so sadddddd 😭😭😭

Finally, about MC

Her outfit. I have... mixed feelings? I love it but yet something feels just a tad little awkward to me?? But I still mostly like it either way ><;;;

Maybe it's the exposed collar bone area???

Same block animation but that same moon phase background QwQ

The new skill seems to be a gathering skill??? Which will help a lot ngl X'D;;; If not it's a plain AOE skill, WHICH IS STILL USEFUL because there's no pushback! TwT

okok i better end my ramblings here. This post is loooooong enough

#love and deepspace #xavier love and deepspace #xavier #shen xinghui #churambles #my... rambling tag is too accurate #I CANNOT STOP RAMBLING ABOUT THIS GUY #HELP

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massivechildturtle · 1 year

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Random astrology observations...

🌷-every Aquarius man goes through a long hair phase and it suits them alot 🥹🫶

(Ex:Harry Styles)

🌷-a young capricorn falls hard in love and as they grow older they just stop giving love that much importance.. Its sad watching these babies go through so much🥺

🌷-how the hell are taurus placements the most grounded of all.. My sweet hearts❤

🌷-its a literal bliss to get to have a deep conversation with an Aquarius.. Their different and perspectives might be eye opening for a regular person.

🌷-young and underdeveloped libras can be toxic af (especially men).. They can make every other feel special and can be emotionally unavailable.

🌷-nothing in this planet can be better than a taurus man smiling.. Aahhhh so cuteeeee💗😩

🌷-please dont make a scorpio moon feel bad about how they feel so deeply they can't help it..its just how they are.. And trust me if a Scorpio moon loves you they'll never ever let anything bad happen to you🖇

🌷- i have said this before and I'll say it again cap venus are NOT GOLD DIGGERS!!!.. You guys need to understand that all we want at the end of the day is stability.

🌷-never underestimate a water moon (especially scorpio) 's capability of Catching your lies.. They just know when you're lying so think before you try to make a fool of them they might just throw an uno reverse😬

🌷-aries risings are always sporty and doing something physical.. Also most of them have a prominent bone structure.

Thanku for the love you guys have been showing me.. It means alot❤

Take care y'all

See yaaa...

#astrology notes #astrology observation #pisces #astrology tips #capricorn #scorpio moon #jupiter in scorpio #intuitive readings #astrology #astrological observation #astro posts

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forever-rogue · 1 year

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Hi!! I've seen you account recently and I was thinking maybe you could write eddie munson x reader when the reader is always so guffy and childish. So reader is sick like have really bad fever and is weary weak, almost fainted because of that and Eddie take kare of them and maybe lullaby them to sleep by singing them and rocking them please

Also English isn't my mother language so please forgive me for any mistakes love you

Feel free to ignore me if you want to byee

AN | No, but Eddie would take such good care of you 🥺🥰

Warnings | sick!reader

Pairing | Eddie x Fem!Reader

Word Count | 2.2k

Masterlist | Main, Eddie

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You knew that something was off as soon as you woke up that morning. Your head was pounding, you felt fatigued despite the fact that you’d gotten plenty of sleep, and your throat was taking on a dry, scratchy feeling.

You’d experienced enough life and were definitely smart enough to put the pieces together. The conclusion to which, naturally, was that you were getting sick and coming down with…something.

Once you were up and had taken a shower, you walked back into the bedroom you shared with Eddie and found him still sound asleep since he started at his job later than you did. Every fiber of your being yearned to crawl into bed with him and let him hold you…but you also didn’t like to succumb to something so simple. Besides that, if you were getting sick, you didn’t want to be around Eddie too much and potentially get him sick as well. Although by this point, you were sure that he’d probably already be exposed to whatever you had.

It was with a heavy heart and tired bones that you got dressed, made coffee, and headed out the door to work. In an effort to keep everyone else safe, you’d already decided that you were going to lock yourself into your office and keep to yourself.

Hopefully this wouldn’t turn into anything too bad.

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Making it through the work day had been a challenge and a half. It had, realistically speaking, ended about an hour before you were actually off, when you’d managed to fall asleep at your desk. You were thankful for closing the door; it would have been an awkward situation to explain. Your head had been on the desk and you had been drooling…needless to say you were out of it.

You probably should have called and asked your husband for a ride, but you hated the idea of bothering him, so you sucked it up and got yourself home. As soon as you walked in and dropped your bag and kicked off your shoes, you made your way over to the couch and collapsed onto it. A groan escaped your lips at the feeling of your sore body hitting the soft fabric. You grabbed the blanket at the end of the couch and pulled it over you, cuddled up as you gave in and took another nap. Your body was desperately craving it and you were too tired to fight it.

It wasn’t until Eddie came home that you awoke again, and not until you felt his soft touch on your shoulder. Your heavy eyes opened slowly as you found him looking back at you with a look of concern.

“What’s wrong, princess?” he didn’t miss a beat and you silently cursed how observant he managed to be. You tried to shake your head and reassure him that you were fine but…definitely fell flat. Your throat was dry and scratchy and sound barely came out as you looked at him pathetically, “aww, baby. You’re sick, aren’t you?”

“No,” you croaked out, fooling either of you. Eddie huffed as crouched down and held the back of his hand to forehead. The corners of his mouth tugged into a frown, “I just need some rest.”

“Baby-”

“Really,” you insisted, “‘m fine.”

“You have a fever,” he raised his eyebrows as you fervently shook your head, only making the pounding worse.

“Are you a doctor now?" There was a pretty pout on your lips that Eddie wanted to kiss sway. You tugged up the blanket so it was covering your face. He chuckled fondly as he brushed your hair out of your face.

"Yes," he cheesed happily, "Dr. Concerned Husband. Now let me take care of you, stubborn thing."

"I can handle myself," your defenses were slowly coming down. Maybe it was Eddie's puppy dog eyes or the ache in your bones; probably a combination of the two.

"I know you can," he promised softly, "but I don't want you to have to. I've got you."

You looked at him, attempting to be strong, but once you saw those big, brown eyes, you couldn't handle it anymore. The tears started to pearl up and rolled your cheeks as your lip trembled and you sniffled. Eddie silently wrapped his arms around you, holding onto you gently and rubbing your back in soothing circles. You burrowed your face into his chest, long beyond thinking about getting him sick; he clearly didn’t care and you knew that you’d take care of him if the roles were to reverse. A few small, pathetic sounds escaped your lips “‘m sorry for being such a baby. I just feel so shitty.”

“That’s not you being a baby, baby,” he peppered kisses to the side of your head, “that is you have a normal reaction to not feeling well.”

“I just wanna go to bed and sleep,” you pouted at him and he nodded in acknowledgment, silently commiserating with you.

“I know baby,” he promised, stroking his thumb over the apple of your cheek, “but have you eaten today? Maybe a nice hot shower or bath would help.”

“I ate some yogurt this morning,” you already knew that Eddie was going into full blown mother hen mode, “but I wasn’t feeling good at all, so I didn’t eat anything else.”

“I think you should eat something,” he chided softly, “even if it's just some broth, yeah? Something simple and lots of water.”

“Then maybe a bath?” the idea of soaking your tired, aching bones into a tub of hot water and soft bubbles sounded magical. Eddie nodded softly as you relaxed slightly; if you were being honest, just his mere presence was already making you feel better, “will you join me?”

“As if I’d miss that opportunity,” he teased, brushing his fingers along your jaw. You started to laugh, but it was quickly turned into a coughing fit, “oh honey. You are going to rest here, in a warm little nest, while I go and make some soup. After that it’ll be a bath and then - and you’re not going to work tomorrow.”

“Eddie.”

“Princess,” he took your face in hands and you could see the love that was etched into his features, “I’m going to take care of you and that’s not up for debate. Yes?”

“Yes,” you promised softly, “I love you.”

“I love you.”

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“You want me to undress you?” there was a small bit of amusement in his voice as you held your arms and offered him a sheepish little expression, “yeah, you do. Alright, pretty girl, let me help you.”

Eddie’s movements were gentle and tender as he slowly took off your sweater and bra, before following suit with your jeans, underwear and socks. You half expected him to make a comment about the current situation, but tonight he didn’t. Instead he studied you with reverent affection, “don’t - I look horrid probably.”

“On the contrary,” he made it clear that there was no room for argument, “you are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. You always are - but now, into the tub and do not argue with me.”

“Fine,” you huffed playfully as he held out his hand to help steady you as you stepped into the tub. An unstoppable sigh of relief at the feeling of the warmth and the lavender smell of the bubbles escaped your lips as you eased your body into the tub. Once you were all settled and engulfed in the water, you closed your eyes, “this feels like heaven.”

“Well, this is certainly my idea of heaven,” his smile was beaming as you peeked one eye at him, “but right now I just want to make you feel better.”

“Join me.”

“Don’t you want me to wash your hair? And your body?” he raised an eyebrow in amusement as you shook your head, “never heard you turn that down before. That’s how I know you’re really not doing well.”

“Just wan’ you,” you were ready to plead with this man if you had to, “please, my love? Pretty please with all the cherries on top?”

“You don’t have to beg,” your husband stood up and whisked his shirt, revealing his pale, inked torso - which you shamelessly marveled at - before practically kicking off his jeans. You laughed softly, stopping yourself before it turned into another coughing spell, “you can have whatever you want.”

“Well, I want you,” you scooted over to the other side of the tub so he could get in. Eddie gently lowered himself into the water, grimacing slightly at how hot you liked the water. He made a sound of content as his legs bracketed yours, “hi.”

“Hi,” he whispered back, holding his hand out to you, “you really gonna stay at the other end of the tub?”

“No,” you shrugged, “but didn’t want to assume you wanted me right in your space.”

“I always want you in my space,” he scoffed, “that’s never anything you have to doubt.”

You let him tenderly pull you over, settling on his thighs as you sat back and leaned against his chest. He wasted no time in wrapping his arms around your waist as you sighed wistfully. Eddie pressed a row of soft kisses to your shoulder, and you turned your face to kiss his cheek.

“This feels nice,” you were already feeling sleepy again as your eyes started to flutter close, “I’m sorry in advance if I fall asleep for a few minutes.”

“I’m not,” you really, really loved this stubborn, strong-willed man, “you need your rest and you’re going to get it. No if, ands, or buts.”

“Yes sir,” you reached for his hand and laced your fingers together, smiling when you felt him give your hand a squeeze.

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“Come on baby,” your eyes opened slowly at the sound of his voice as you looked up at him. He was already dressed in clean pajamas, holding out a warm towel for you, “let's get you to bed sleepyhead.”

“I bet you warmed that towel, huh?” you stood up slowly, immediately swallowed by the towel that Eddie wrapped around your body. Just as you suspected, it was extra warm and fluffy, “you did! What an amazing husband you are.”

“Yeah, yeah,” his cheeks flushed a pretty shade of pink as you made sure your entire body was covered, “whatever you say sweetheart.”

He steered you towards the bedroom before pulling back the covers, “bed has never looked so good before.”

“Stay there for one moment,” he was out of the room and running back downstairs before you could even say anything. You saw down on the edge of the bed, already fatigued by the simple act of getting out of the bath. Within a few moments you heard him run back up, breathless by the time he re-entered the bedroom, but grinning nonetheless. He held up your clean, warmed pajamas with a small sound of triumph, “ta-da. All ready for you, baby.”

Without you even needing to say a word, he came over to help dress you, his movement slow and methodical. Once he was done, you were thoroughly warm and sleepy, smiling at him like a fool, “thank you, my love. You are so wonderful.”

“You know I’d do anything for you,” he tossed the towel to the side, a worry for later, before starting to tuck you in, “now you can get some rest.”

“Only if you get in with me.”

“That was my plan,” he pulled the covers up and made sure you were bundled, “I’m just going to get us some water, okay?”

“My hero!”

“Very funny,” he pecked your forehead, “I’ll be back in a moment, baby.”

“I’ll be right here.”

“You better be,” he shot you a wink before reluctantly leaving you, even if it was just for a few moments.

Eddie tidied up the kitchen for just a moment before getting plenty of water and going back up the stairs. By the time he made it back into the bedroom, you were already asleep and snoring softly. He was glad - you needed and deserved the rest. He set the water down on the nightstand by your side of the bed, making sure to put some medicine there as well.

He brushed the away the few locks of hair that were in your face before kissing your cheek. You made a small sound but didn’t stir otherwise; he was almost positive that a small smile was tugging up the corner of your mouth.

“Good night, sweetheart,” he whispered, turning off the light before walking to his side of the bed. He crawled into bed next to you, delicately as possible so he wouldn’t disturb you, “I love you so much.”

“I love you too, Eddie.”

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson one shot #eddie munson imagine #joseph quinn #joseph quinn x reader

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