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lovesickeros · 8 months

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☆ glimpse of divinity

{☆} characters lyney, neuvillette [ separate ] {☆} notes cult au, drabble, gender neutral reader {☆} warnings none {☆} word count 0.8k

× neuvillette

The first time he sees you strolling the streets of Fontaine with a glint of wonder in your eyes, he thinks he must have finally lost it. He has to rub his eyes and check a few dozen times before he's certain that you are, in fact, real and not some figment of his imagination conjured by a lack of sleep and overdose on caffeine.

..Though now that he gets a better look, it's not quite the same. Like a smudged painting, he thinks. Still, the uncanny resemblance to the visage of the Divine One has him lingering around the area just to stare a little longer, a deep, devoted sense of affection bristling beneath his skin.

And then you turn sharply on your heel, staring directly back at him, and he feels a sudden wave of embarrassment and something akin to shame.

Archons, he'd just made a fool of himself, hadn't he?

He quickly turns away, clearing his throat and hiding his embarrassment behind his hand. Though it does not seem to deter you, the soft tap of your shoes growing closer until you were peering up at him with wide eyes.

"..Hello." He offers awkwardly, a little too stiff and a little too formal, but you don't seem to mind in the slightest. He knows that your appearance, your vague similarities to the Divine One are mere coincidence, but it does not stop his heart from skipping a beat when you smile up at him. "I– apologize for being so uncouth and staring, it's just.."

His voice trails off into a breathy exhale, his hand twitching on his cane as if he wanted to reach out and touch you..but he restrains himself in time. He could not make a bigger fool of himself – he would never hear the end of it from lady Furina.

"You remind me of someone."

He decides, readjusting his hands on his cane as he bows his head for a moment is a show of genuineness, though it must look awkward with how stiff his body feels.

Yet he cannot help but want to get closer anyway, to hear the silky lilt of your voice grace his pointed ears. This is as close as he will ever get to the Divine..he is a weak man, he finds, as he offers a hand to you.

"I understand if this is a bit..forward, but would you mind joining me for tea?"

× lyney

He is a master magician – his entire work is built on keen misdirection and sleight of hand, but even he stumbles for a minute thinking he'd seen an illusion in your warm smile and striking features. Almost an exact copy of the Divine One, yet not quite..

Still, it's enough to pique his interest – enough, too, to give him the confidence to slip into your conversation with ease, all smiles and the slip of a card between his fingers.

"Hello, stranger – I don't think I've seen you in Fontaine before," He laughs, his hand reaching around to rest gently on your opposite shoulder, his voice a ghost of a whisper in your ear. "Say, could I interest you in a bit of magic?"

He perks up at the way you seem to light up like fireworks at his offer, a spark almost like recognition in your eyes he brushes aside – he's quite well known, after all.

"Good! Now, if I may just borrow your attention for a minute.." He grins, stepping around you and turning sharply to face you, his hand outstretched with a deck of cards in his hands, face down. "Let's start simple, shall we? I shan't overwhelm my audience – pick a card."

He holds the cards out again, his features twisted in something like awe, though he hides it well.

His heart flutters at the briefest of glances of your hand against his as you pluck a card from his hand, and he quickly retracts it, reshuffling the deck with a broad grin and a wink.

"Do your best to remember it! If you could return it to the deck.." The card is placed back in it's place amongst the rest, and the magic begins!

"Now then, let's see..hm," He hums for a long moment, the silence filled by the constant shuffle of cards until he suddenly plucks one from the deck, flipping it around for you to see. "Is this your card?"

He frowns when you shake your head, almost pouting, before he lights up again and steps forward.

"Ah! How foolish of me, I missed it..it's riiight here, see." He winks, reaching behind your ear..and pulls free a card from seemingly thin air. He flips it around for you to see again, and when you tell him it is, in fact, your card, he flips it around again.

And before you can see it, he's holding a rainbow rose between his fingers, his hand outstretched as he bows.

His eyes glint with a sort of wonder as he looks at your features, his smile widening a fraction.

"Well, dear stranger? Did you enjoy the show?"

#sagau #genshin sagau #self aware genshin #genshin impact sagau #self aware genshin impact #fic tag #neuvillette #lyney #basically reader IS the creator but since the statues of you were built on vague descriptions its a bit off from your actual appearence #so everyone jsut thinks ur like #blessed or smth #anyway can u tell i love fontaine.#furina isn't here bc pt 2 of my prev fic somehow turned into focalors only and i need 2 save my brain power fr That #anyway enjoy these drabbles i wrote in like 5 minutes gn zzzzzzzzzzz #i just needed a breather from that long fic bc im DYING over here lord

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barghest-land · 7 months

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i tried to convince the sun that i was doomed, that there was nothing more that could be fixed, but it still stayed with me. and then, when my time came, all i could feel was its warm and tender kiss on my cheek

#barghestland #sorry all i can do rn is be sad and draw not-so-well-drawn-things-and-sketches #and my head hurts and i'm sad over javier again anyway gn!!#sorry to everyone who expected happy 1911 javi i'll do it later when im ok #rdr1 #javier escuella

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shiemori-writes · 1 year

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Leona and jamil fairy gala hairstyles... WE WERE ROBBED I SAY

Please leona stop it im supposed to be writing and clearing my inbox why

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crows-home · 5 months

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A little fic about Vince the day before things went to hell. Warnings for mentions of cannibalism, murder, blood.

It will go like this:

[Un]

“What’s this?” Rody will ask, surprised as he looks down at the plate you present him with. You will keep him late, after all the chefs have left for the day. Just the both of you, so you can savor the reaction, all to yourself.

“It’s-” for you. It’s a gift. It’s that ex-girlfriend you can’t shut up about, but who will now nourish you in ways you could never return. It’s all your love, neatly presented. It’s my heart, bared before you. It’s yours. Take it.

“-leftovers.” you will say instead.

[Also on Ao3]

[Deux]

Rody will take the plate, equal parts confused and curious. Tilt his head to the side and hum, like some mutt. He’ll eat it here, in the restaurant, he won’t take it home like he’s been doing all week. You won’t give him the choice.

He’s so stupid- too uncultured to comment on the presentation, but that’s not what you will focus on.

The fork will sink into the meat, into its pre-cut slices, nicely. You will note the way his lips wrap around the utensil, how his eyes will widen as the flavor seeps in. Pupils will dilate and his breath will catch, so clear and damning in the echoing kitchen. You’ll note the way his throat bobs around the swallow, and the way he will grin.

[Trois]

“Vince!” Rody will look at you. His eyes will shine, that warm honey golden brown that haunts your dreams. His gaze is admiring, reverent. “This is amazing!”

You won’t be able to stop the way your heart will thump in your chest, so loud you will wonder if he can hear it. You’ve never been able to so far. Maybe it will be more. Maybe it will beat so fast it’ll leave you feeling winded. How will you cope? You should prepare for that.

“I know.” you will respond, airily, after taking a deep breath.

He’ll dig in, clean his plate with a gusto, the way no one has ever done before. It will disgust you, the way he shoves food in his mouth. Uncultured pig. But beneath the disgust will be a bone deep satisfaction that you’ve never felt before, so you can’t imagine it now.

[Quatre]

While he eats, Rody will look up at you, every emotion clear as day on his face. Like it always is. He’ll be so clearly impressed and grateful and yes, happy. You will have made him happy.

And he would say:

“Whatever you did this time, it really worked. It’s so rich and the spices are blended so well! So moist and the baste is-”

Ah. No, not that. Rody’s not- he hasn’t got a sophisticated palate to have those opinions. He’d probably chew through half a boot without noticing anything wrong.

Maybe…

“They were so wrong about you,” he will look you in the eye. Trusting, honest, raw. Your mouth waters. “Those articles. The critics. You’ve always had it in you. This is just- it’s so good, Vince! I can taste the heart that went into this.”

Yes.

[Cinq]

He’ll ask if there are any more leftovers, desperate and hungry for more. You’ll say no, that’s all you had, just to delight in the disappointment that washes over him. Of course he will- it’s the best thing he’s ever had. He’ll be ruined, after this. He won’t be able to get the taste out of his mouth let alone settle for anything other than your cooking.

Now you know. Now you are able to- to touch people, like this. Touch him like this, in a way you will never experience. That’s a power that you’ll never give up.

So you will tell him no, sorry, that’s all that was left.

“What’s your favorite food, Rody?”

“Hm?”

I’ll make it for you next. There’s plenty of meat left.

“You never told me.”

“Still don’t have one…” He rubs his chin and looks up. Where will the two of you be then? Still in the kitchen? Or will you have this conversation outside, after the dishes are left and as you shut and lock the door behind you? Every thought about her will be so far from his mind as you both leave her- what’s left of her- in the freezer.

“Although,” he’ll smile at you, cheeks flushed and oh so happy. So alive. “I guess tonight my favorite is- whatever you make!”

“Shit!”

The knife slips out of Vincent’s hand and clinks against the tile floor.

He blinks back to himself, away from the daydream, and scowls. His breathing is labored and his face is flushed.

“Always distracting me, even when he’s not around…”

He bends down with a sigh and picks up the knife. He takes extra care to step around the puddles of blood to make it to the sink and rinse it off. Too much blood, so much more than he’s used to, is making things more slippery than he’s used to, but the general process is the same. Second nature for him.

It doesn’t disgust him- what he’s done. Who he’s done it to. Her eyes weren’t the familiar brown he ached for. Her hair was too light, too neat, not the wild, fiery ginger mess that’s been dashing around his dining room. Barely presentable for his job but- it’s soft. Vincent knows it’s soft. His hand remembers the way it felt underneath his skin when he dried Rody off.

Vincent shivers again, and realizes the tap water is still running.

Shutting it off, he makes his way back to the counter. There’s still much to prepare before the day begins.

—

The countdown doesn’t even begin; Rody just had to go snooping where he doesn’t belong.

Now there’s blood, his blood, that fills your mouth. His cartilage, soft and squishy between your teeth. You swallow it down. A piece of him, inside you.

Rody staggers and screams, his expression growing more horrified, pained, disgusted by the second. His eyes go buggy and he brings his left hand up to his wound, he’s crying. No. No, no, no, no-

You think about his smile. His kind, soft, moronic, naive eyes were supposed to be fixed on you, were supposed to find you. It wasn’t supposed to be this way-

He’ll never love you now.

It’s- it’s his fault. All of this. Here you were, trying to do something nice, and he spits it back in your face. It’s not like you were ever going to tell him what [who] he was eating. He could have lived in blissful ignorance. Happy, content, with you-. He would have forgotten about her eventually.

He calls you insane, and he might be right, but he doesn’t have to be so dramatic about it.

Ugh- now he’s accusing you of being a fucking cannibal, Jesus Christ. Imbecile. Your eye almost twitches in annoyance. Of course he’d jump to that conclusion, it’s not like he uses his brain to think for more than two seconds. You ought to take the other ear, for that. Or a finger. A hand.

…An arm. A leg. Your eyes trace his body, slowly.

Did- did his ear taste like anything, going down? You can’t remember. It- maybe it did. Maybe what you need is something meatier.

The girl never would have tasted like anything to you and in hindsight, of course she wouldn’t have. Maybe not even to Rody either. You never loved her, and she never loved you. Rody, though… Rody would be made with all your love. That’s what people talk about, right? That’s what you needed all along.

He comes to the realization at the same time you do. Your eyes meet. Honey brown. Alive, alive, raw.

He’s what you needed all along.

#my writing #dead plate #vincent charbonneau #rody lamoree #IM WORKING ON MY OTHER FICCS I PROMMY!!! i just needed this out of my system #anyway im obsessed. vince what the fuck #i dont see this as romantic but vince probably does #im tired i have work tomorrow morning. gn everyone #somewhat of a vince character study #not really tho bc i had to force myself to end it before i spiralled and this became 10 k words

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cinnbar-bun · 3 months

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GUYS!! THEY CAME!!!

These amazing Robin and Brook prints are from the wonderful and talented @wigglesdtuff , please check out her stuff (especially to all my Brook lovers out there 💖).

#one piece #Brook #nico robin #rambles #omg yall… I cannot wait to decorate my wall with them #I think Brook would look amazing next to this EAP wall decoration I have #this art is so beautiful I wanna eat it #Might go nuts and order more Soul King #anyways please support the artist they’re wonderful and their art gives me life!!!#especially to all my Robin and Brook fans #sorry to everyone else stumbling upon this I am a rabid Brook stan alongside my fellow Brook-wives (GN).

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crybaby-bkg · 1 year

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I think Bakugou loves you in such ways, that it seems small to other people. They ask you, how is he romantic? He doesn’t seem like the type—how does he woo you? Love you? And the answer comes so easily to you.

He loves you in ways that are overlooked by a glutton. He runs out into the rain when you come home from a long day, umbrella ready. The only thing you have to do is hold the handle, and he holds you—doesn’t let your feet touch the muddy ground, answers to your giggling inquiry of why you can’t walk with, because you’re too clumsy for your own good. That he can’t afford any more gauze or bandaids because of your slip ups, but he kisses them tender every time, anyway.

He loves you in ways that are simple, but carry more meaning than meets the eye. He buys your favorite food, your comfort snack along with it, stops at the convenience store to pick up those gross flavored drinks you swear by. It’s not even an ask from him, just a natural order of things, to spoil you in ways that come easily, in ways that you can’t help but praise, in ways that he becomes bashful because to him, all he’s doing is the bare minimum.

He loves you in ways that make your chest warm and your eyes sting. He adapts to you and your emotions, learns when holding you is enough and when his brash words of encouragement are needed. He reassures you, kisses kindly behind your ears when you need his voice of reasoning. He listens and he does and he tries and even though he thinks it may never be enough, it’s always the right timing.

Bakugou loves you in everyday small gestures that equal a lifetime of adoration. That shows you he doesn’t just tolerate you with the occasional grand gesture to shut your nagging up. He loves you everyday, chooses to, and the overwhelming feeling of being loved by Bakugou is something you don’t think anyone could truly ever understand.

#am I riding a soft bkg train??????? of course #everyone hop on pls #I thought of this whole brushing my teeth and ofc it sounded better in my head lmfao #writing it down was like ‘no that’s not how mental me said it….’ lol #ANYWAY my eyes burn and I yam sleepy #I’m decorating my room again tomorrow so I have to wake up early so gn!!!#I say as I scroll until my sleep meds knock me on my ass #—new treat in the streets! 🍫#bakugou treats! 🍬

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tripleglitchwriting · 3 months

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I saw that the request is open, so I thought. How about a first contact au with rotb optimus? I've always liked that old bot haha

Hell yeah I rewatched the movie for this. Sorry it took longer for me to actually write this than I anticipated 😅

Some Things Are More Important

CW: Unintentional fearplay, calling a person “it” (also unintentionally)

Ah, the junkyard. A beautiful array of scrap metal glinting under the sun day after day, perfect for welding and crafting. For the longest time the atmosphere of the place put you off, but your drive to create overtook your fear and replaced it with passion.

The day your life changed was no different than any other. You took your time packing your things, preparing to scavenge once again, though the evening sun was already threatening to advance further down the sky. You didn’t need much, it wasn’t a far trip and certainly not a difficult one. You left in good time, pushing down the uneasy feeling you got when you stepped outside the house.

There was a specific piece of metal you were looking for, one you saw a couple days ago but wouldn’t fit in your cart due to how full it had been. It was the perfect size and shape for what you needed, of course you had to leave behind the one thing you needed now, though it couldn’t hurt to pick up some other materials while you were at it. Masterfully navigating your way through the junk was a special talent of yours, one you were quite proud of, so it struck you as odd when a random truck showed up in the middle of the yard.

It was red and blue, one of those trucks that carried huge cargo boxes and were scary to drive next to. It was pretty beat up, though you can’t imagine why someone would leave it here of all places rather than a used car lot or something. Well, you thought, it wasn’t your problem, so you didn’t treat it as such. You simply continued your search. There were so many great pieces of metal, you ended up staying there until dusk, yet you still couldn’t find the one you were looking for.

Now that you think about it, it must’ve been where that truck was now. Maybe somebody moved it, or worse, took it. It would be a huge bummer to lose such a perfect piece to your puzzle, so you figured staying out to look near the truck wouldn’t hurt anybody.

After around ten minutes of picking through trash, you heard a sound. It wasn’t particularly loud, but it was unnerving to say the least. It sounded like metal scraping together so you brushed it off as the wind blowing on some light metal or something. Five minutes later it happened again, this time louder. Not long after it happened again, and by now you were getting pretty freaked out.

Taking metal from the scrapyard wasn’t particularly illegal, after all you’d learned how to do it properly from your law-abiding friends, however it came with a certain set of risks. Getting cut by rusty metal, stepping on a stray nail, or even getting robbed by someone who preys on scrap pickers like yourself. You didn’t want to know what the sound was and you weren’t about to find out, perfect piece be dammed. It was time to cut your losses.

You didn’t take two steps before it happened.

A strange, mechanical, alien sound rattled from behind you. You whipped your head around despite your survival instincts telling you to run immediately. Before your very eyes the red and blue truck started pulling itself part, little pieces forming a much, much larger figure. It looked nearly human really, if not for being impossibly large and also a robot truck.

A gobsmacked look etched itself on your face, not that you noticed it. You were a little preoccupied at the time, with the giant robot reaching a giant robot hand at you. Just then you realized there was a giant robot hand reaching at you, and you screamed louder than any horror movie victim ever could. The hand froze for a second, taken aback by your sudden noise, but when you remained frozen it continued its pursuit.

It was already too late by the time your body agreed to let you move. Incomprehensibly large fingers wrapped around your comparatively small form, gripping you tight enough to stop any struggles you tried to make. The thing held you up to its face, bright blue eyes shining like headlights in your vision. There were plenty of words that came from your mouth at the time, none of which were at any point comprehendible. To your utter shock, the robot seemed to notice this.

“Perhaps I have downloaded the wrong language pack… or I have found the wrong species…” It said to itself in a distinctly human voice.

“Wh- what the- what are- what are you?” Hooray! You got a sentence out. Your heart was not as excited though, as it felt more like it was going to pound out of your chest.

“So you can speak.” The voice boomed, knocking any hope you had of replying out of your throat.

“What?? What???” You rasped out, two words was better than none, you supposed.

“Did I… break you?”

“Did you- no, no you… didn’t. Please don’t.”

“I do not intend to bring you any harm, little one.“

“Then… stop squeezing… me” The grip immediately loosened. You took in a deep breath of air. “Thank you…”

“My sincerest apologies, I did not mean to hurt you.”

“That’s good to know… but, um, what exactly are you? I asked it before but… you know.” The robot nodded with you, a thoughtful motion but a generally unwelcome one because even the smallest moments it made caused you a bout nausea.

“Yes, introductions. My name is Optimus Prime, leader of the Autobots.” Optimus Prime… a strange name. Though it’s not like your current situation was any more normal.

“…I’m Whyen, nice to meet you. Could you… put me down, by any chance?” Optimus nodded, gently setting you down. He stood up again, but realized how much you had to crane your neck up to see him, so he resolved to a kneel.

“What are you.” However tough he looked on the outside, you would feel the sheer curiosity oozing off his voice.

“Uh, I’m a human.”

“Human… and you’re the dominant species on this planet?”

“Yeah, pretty much.”

“I see. I was lucky to find a vehicle mode with your language on it.”

“I… don’t really know what that means but ok. So, what are you?”

“I am Cybertronian, from the planet Cybertron.”

“Huh. Another planet.” You kicked by the oncoming existential crisis in hopes of more answers. “Right… so, if you’re from space, why are you here?” His face suddenly shifted from curiosity to a grim look of remembrance.

“There is a war on my planet. Me and my team have ended up here on accident, I’m afraid.”

“Oh… well, I’m sorry about that.”

“Don’t be, I have no intention of staying here longer than we have to, doing so could endanger this entire planet.”

“Wait, what? The- all- the whole planet?”

“Yes,” He responded in a low, distant voice. “Our enemies, unlike us, would not hesitate to destroy any planet if it meant winning the war.” You started at him in shock. In an attempt to avoid further panic, you decided to take a different route on questioning.

“Who’s ‘us’?”

“The Autobots, my friends.”

“So you’re saying… you’re leading your side of the war? Like a general?”

“Yes, to put it simply.”

“Wow… this is… a lot. How are you going to find your friends?”

“I… do not know. I was attempting to contact them before I noticed you.“

“Oh…”

“Do not worry. If the Deceptions attack this planet, we will protect it with our very sparks. A young species such as yourselves do not deserve to be punished for our mistakes.” Your expression softened. As this metal titan spoke to you, in gentle, deep tones, you felt strangely at peace. You felt silly for ever being afraid of him, like you’d known this alien for ages. He didn’t even know you, yet he was willing to risk his life for your home.

“…Thank you.”

“Do not thank me now, young human, I have yet to get your people out of harms way.”

“What about you?”

“What about me?”

“Are you going to be okay?” Optimus’s eyes widened for just a second before his face broke into a warm smile.

“…I will be just fine.”

“Well, if it’s my planet at stake… I want to help you.”

“Help me?”

“Yeah. I know more about this planet than you do, so I can show you how things work around here. It’s the least I can do.”

“That is very kind of you, you have my thanks.”

“Well, first I have to get home and sleep- my house isn’t too far from here, and I live alone so you don’t have to worry about anyone else freaking out. Not many people live around here.”

“That is good. I… apologies if I am too bold, is it okay if I carry you back to your home? It would be in our best interest to get to your home as fast as possible.”

“Ah, true. Well, I guess so.” He laid out his hand. It took you a second to climb on a stabilize yourself, nodding when you were ready for him to move. And he did, and you guided him all the way home. You hardly even noticed the junkyard and forgotten scrap metal you’d spent the night collecting.

Some things are more important.

#transformers #transformers g/t #tripleglitchwrites #g/t #transformers first contact #gn human reader #human reader #gn reader #optimus prime #first contact au #tripleglitch request #I pumped this out in one night #I wasn’t expecting to finish this so soon #but i’m not complaining #anyway hope everyone enjoys it!#writing Optimus is a challenge

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infizero · 11 months

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i love you berdly

#lol anyways. gn everyone #serena.txt #deltarune #berdly

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morbific-or-felicific · 8 months

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English major Aether, who you can always ask for help when you miss class and need the notes.

English major Aether, who shows up to every single class because he knows someone is probably going to end up asking him for notes.

English major Aether, who you always sit next to in class because he’s just so easy and fun to talk to.

English major Aether, who always asks to be your partner because he knows that you’ll actually do your part of the project, definitely not just because he wants more time to talk to you.

English major Aether, who you always have to talk out of “helping” people with papers.

English major Aether, who is somehow always helping someone with their work, at a party, with his friends, or passed out in his dorm.

English major Aether, whose sister terrifies you when she shows up to his dorm while you two are studying.

English major Aether, who is somehow sitting near the top of the class just because he’s such a hard worker.

English major Aether, who takes you with him to a party and you have the most wild night since he was always up to doing something or going somewhere.

English major Aether, who loves how you’re his one normal thing he can hold on to in his incredibly chaotic life.

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murdrdocs · 6 months

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something something about vanessa and mike from this blurb watching you masturbate, as per vanessa’s request orders

#them talking abt u like ur not there #mike making the faces he makes #when he watches the tape #at freddys #them judging ur technique #anyway gn everyone #mike schmidt #vanessa shelly #mike schmidt x reader #vanessa shelly x reader

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theproblemcallednight · 7 months

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guys i found the cure to my artblock. sigma

ok ok so imagine sigma goes on a whole like villain arc bc of ep 11 and he's finally decided to put his foot down and become the greatest badass ever-

and this is his glow up outfit. or smth like this. idk wat do yall think.

oh yeah @aroacesigma came up w the villain sigma thingy originally so props to him :))

#sry for the tag kai #who knew sigma would cure artblock #man sigma cures everything #screw modern medicine just go get yourself a sigma #bsd #bungou stray dogs #bsd sigma #guys dont actually stop taking ur meds #they r important #oki anyways gn imma sleep now everyone go drink water #night does art

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scover-va · 5 months

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He’s basically my oc at this point with the way im fuckin toying with this bastard. Anyways my michael afton is nonbinary now. Hes uh. Hes havin a time

#scov.art #i love jeremike bc they’d so just enable each others insane habits #like they arent doing bad things by any means but it def isnt normal. at all. and yet here we are #ig its just an afton trait to experiment with weird shit /j #fnaf: hauntings of the past au #michael afton #jeremy fitzgerald #jeremike #jeremichael #fitzafton #sorry everyone. look at my genderweird guys #slight nudity #i guess. mike’s in his underwear. so #but also they kinda look like shittily drawn shorts too so idk #anyways it is after 4am gn everyone

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gigglecoffin · 3 months

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Hope everyone had a good tommy February 6th

#I’m going insane #I’ve been sick since uhhhhh feb 1st?#maybe?#I’m quarantined like that one episode of SpongeBob where everyone drank kelp soda and got sick #anyways love you all gn

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alwyswnadie · 11 months

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goodnight from me and my droopy eyed baba :((

#his lil eye :((#poor baby #let me take care of u #gonna kiss it better #anyway gn everyone!!#matty healy #the 1975

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headcanon blurbs: chubby!darling and haikyuu characters

nsfw | gn reader | chubby/plus-sized reader | possessive themes

they find beauty in all shapes in sizes, finding wonderful things to enjoy in everyone when it comes to looks. it just so happened their eyes fell on you--a lovely, darling thing that caused their heart to jump out of their chest since the first day they met you. it’s often you find them snaking their arms around your waist to sneak some kisses from behind, then squeezing you against them so you can’t run away. on date nights they hope to parade you around as they know they have their hand around the waist of the hottest person they know--their grip tightening anytime someone approaches. fuck, they love how their hands feel on their flesh--something about it makes them a little dizzy. after a full day of spoiling you (they strongly urged to shop for you in a lingerie store,) sitting firmly against you, offering bites of their own dinner to you and watching intently as your lips encircled their fork, teasing you all night, consider them eager to strip you and bend you in all sorts of ways as they fuck you into the bed. every way your body folds and softens at all angles is nothing but a vision in their eyes. hands, mouth--anything they can do to watch you sing for them and watch your delicious body arch is not underutilized.

in the morning, they especially struggle letting go of you after a lovely night of sleeping in each other’s arms.

hinata, sugawara, asahi, SAEKO, (ukai), kuroo, YAKU, oikawa, aone, koganegawa, konoha, USHIJIMA, aran, iizuna, komori, (hoshiumi), gao

this crowd does have a particular type, and they are not afraid to voice it nor pursue it. you certainly caught their attention without even trying. even during the flirting stage they’d do just about anything to close the space in between you two; you may even find them annoying with how doting they are, begging you (one way or another) for a chance. catch them being almost a guard dog around you with how territorial they get when others approach you; god forbid your body put anyone else under the same trance and spell they’re under, and god forbid anyone else touch what is rightfully theirs. there are few times when their hands aren’t on you. there are few times when with you they aren’t cooing to you and singing your praises. when going out, they strongly push for you to wear the tighter fits for them--anything that lets a little something spill out or hug you extra tight. greedy hands under the table at a romantic dinner are eager to tease you in public. their lips remain next to your ear whispering temptations to sneak off to the bathroom because waiting until returning home is agony when you are so perfect and soft right beside them. the instant you return home, there is no time to waste. but if you really want to make their night, it’s you who straddles them--and no amount of watching your flesh pour out of bundled fabric, hands clawing at your thighs, or sloppy, drooling kisses in between lovedrunk exchanges will be enough for them through the entire night. they swore they didn’t have this kind of stamina until they met you.

they strongly insist to wait on you in the morning, as they did get a bit carried away in their lovemaking to you. but nothing beats their breakfast in bed, anyway.

NISHINOYA, (tsukishima), daichi, matsukawa, iwaizumi, LEV, alisa, futakuchi, BOKUTO, tendou, osamu, hirugami

#chubby reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu x chubby reader #haikyuu imagines #gn reader #toast.nsfw #toast.headcanons #mfw projecting...............................#can u tell im a short king liker #haikyuu hcs #let me have fun let me write chubby reader -swings my arms in a boxing ring-#plus size reader #come to think of it all the iron wall members ended up here too. idk that also feels appropriate #i feel like being a hard manual laborer would make u seek out softer bodies but THATS MY OPNIONNNN #anyway hi everyone

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