#but this request was really good so i went a bit ham !!!
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Hi, can i request sub san using aphrodisiacs?
omg omgomg sub sannie an aphrodisiacs, i went ham writing this. i started writing this at 11 at night so if there are mistakes i’m so sorry 😭
1:00𝗮𝗺 ✦ 𝖼.𝗌𝗇 𝗑 𝖿!𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋
plot - san is unusually horny at midnight.
genre + warnings - smut & fluff, sub!san, dom!reader, somnophilia, handjob, praising, begging, san is super whiny, he’s a cute lil baby in this oh my gosh
wc - 1.22k
tags - @felixs-voice-makes-me-wanna
currently 12am. san has been twisting and turning in his sleep for hours, mumbling sweet nothings in your ear occasionally and poking you nonstop. and it’s been like this since…ten o’clock.
you didn’t understand why he was asking like this, nor did you want to ask since you knew you’d fall asleep during his explanation, so you ignored him and continued sleeping. though, san has been acting like this all day. he’s been super touchy and clingy with you.
not only that, but he’s been tired. you counted a good 34 times where san has said he was tired. and of course, you didn’t bother listening to his explanation, so you went to bed.
unusual behaviors like this were normal from him. but this, this was a whole new level of unusual.
now you two were laying in bed. you were pass out asleep on your side, possibly drooling from the really good dream you were having and san was, well, he was awake trying to go back to bed.
“why did i do that,” he whispers to himself. “fuck, yunho said it wasn’t gonna be that strong!”
he was clutching onto his pajama pants for dear life trying to control his urges but he couldn’t. his nerves were going crazy, everything in his body was going off as if there were thousands of alarms in his body. he was so fidgety he couldn’t stay still.
san recently tried out this aphrodisiac drink that yunho gave him. san expected it to not work, just like all of the other ones yunho had given him, but this one was working like the rent was due. he was so hard, he couldn’t concentrate on daily tasks and it became unbearable to even move his legs. he’s been like this since ten in the morning, and you were busy working all day. san didn’t know what to do.
all he knew was his cock was pulsing, almost breaking the zipper in his pants from earlier. he wanted to jerk off so badly, but because of your rules, he couldn’t. his only other option was to ask you, which he didn’t want. you’d most likely say no and would tease him all day.
tonight, you were wearing the necklace. the necklace that told him it was okay for him to touch you if you were sleeping. a mutual agreement you two made. if one was wearing the star necklace, it was okay for the other to touch if they were already in bed. it was awkward at first, but the two of you got used to it after a few weeks.
you noticed san acting strange today, but didn’t want to bring it up. overwhelming him was the last thing you wanted to do. you only found out about the aphrodisiacs when you saw yunho say something about in the groupchat.
so tonight, you were gonna let san do whatever he wanted if it meant he could relieve himself. anything for your sannie.
san scoots behind you and gently moves your leg, squeezing your thigh a bit and pulling down his pajama pants. he was leaking like a broken faucet, red and veiny and pulsing. he needed to touch you, he felt like he was going crazy.
he moves closer to your body and grabs ahold of his cock, hissing from his own hand as he slid himself between your legs. he accidentally moaned, covering his mouth afterward then beginning to push and pull his hips.
god, your thighs were so soft. he loved feeling them. his favorite thing about them was whenever he’d eat you out and it became to much for you, you’d squeeze your pretty thighs around his head and he loved it. being crushed by his goddess was the last thing on his bucket list.
san wraps his arms around your body and rests his forehead on your shoulder blade, pushing and pulling his hips faster with small whines leaving his parted, plump lips. he needed your touch so bad. he was desperate.
“please wake up…” he whispered in your ear. “p-please, it hurts.”
your eye opens when you feel him lick your neck. his tongue rolling against your skin while his cock plunged back and forth between your thighs would’ve made you pounce on him if it were morning.
“sannie, did you drink an entire bottle of aphro-juice?” you say with a croaked voice. he nods his head quickly against your shoulder.
“i-i wanna cum s-so bad, please. p-please let me cum, miss.” he whimpered into your soft skin, lips grazing your shoulder.
“i-i can’t h-help it, fuck—!” he moans incredibly loud when you clamped your thighs down on his length. he scratches at your stomach, cum spurting from his tip and onto the bed sheets. now you had to get up. though, not after you had your fun with him.
“okay, san, okay. i’ll help you.” you sir up, rubbing your eyes a bit since you were still tired. you turn to see the blanket pulled off of him and his back against the bed. his pretty orbs staring into yours, glossy and making him look absolutely adorable.
“you want me to touch you, sannie?” you ask as you run your nails over his stomach. “you want miss to make you feel better?”
“y-yes please.” san pouts. “i haven’t been able to do anything all day, please touch me.”
“i am, it’s okay. sit up and get in front of me.” you say while scooting all the way back, your back against the headboard. he crawls toward you and does what you ask of him, his back against your chest and his eyes looking up at you.
you bring your hand down and start to stroke him slowly. immediately, san grabs onto you. both hands holding onto your arms as he moans. his moans grew louder once your hand accelerated in speed, his hips bucking up into your hand erratically trying to chase himself orgasm.
“fuck, yesss!” he moaned, eyes shut tightly. “p-please let me cum, i really need to, please please please!”
you smile at him and continue your actions, stopping a few times to rub your palm on his tip and then control to twist and turn your hand on his cock. his body shifted against yours, his face now hiding in your arm as he felt himself getting closer.
“you’re doing so good for me, baby,” you whisper, your free hand patting his chest gently. “you didn’t touch yourself all day, this is your reward.”
“oh m—fucking yes, s’good, so so so good, yes!” san whined louder, body shaking and tensing in your arms.
“is my sannie gonna cum?” you ask. at first there was no answer, he was so fucked out. “answer, sannie, are you gonna cum?”
“y-yes—!” he strains.
“what’s the magic word?”
“p-please miss, can i—c-can i please—oh my fucking god, oh my, i’m—i’m gonna-” san’s body froze entirely, hands pulling at the bed sheets underneath you and almost puncturing a hole in them as he released in your hand.
“shh, good boy, sannie. good good boy.” you spoke softly in his ear as you helped him ride out his orgasm, his body shaking uncontrollably.
“you did so good for me, baby.”
“love you, i love you, so so so much.” he slurred. “love you so much.”
#cupids asks and submits ♡#ateez#ateez imagines#ateez x reader#ateez fanfic#ateez smut#ateez scenarios#choi san#san smut#ateez san#san x y/n#san x you#san x reader#san scenarios#sub!idol#sub!ateez#sub ateez#sub san#sub!san
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My Cutie Pie!
✩ Fem!Sub!Reader, Reader Is Very Shy, Reader Is A Virgin, Little Bit Degrading, Fucking Your Brains Out, & Raw Sex.
btw request anything and ill try and do it 🫶 remember to stay safe and hydrated!
You and Childe were the bestest of friends. He helped you with fighting and when you were in danger. And you helped him with cooking and baking!
You were adorable. You liked to be pink and perfect! Although sometimes you can be a brat, and Childe gets annoyed whenever. He didn't mind it as much though.
But today really crossed the line. Something in him snapped.
You were bitching too much about this thing you wanted that Childe didn't get you. He was gonna give it to you as a surprise, but he changed his mind because of your stupid brat self. "Childeeee!!! C'mon.. Pretty pleaseeee..?" You whined.
"No (name), I'm not getting that for you." His tone sounded like he was getting more and more pissed, and you were loving it.
"Please! This is the last one I promise!" You said trying to beg him. But it seemed like it all fell on deaf ears. Poor Childe, he just wanted to read this new book he bought. But you were just annoying him and you whining didn't seem to make it any better. So was your ongoing plan.
Your plan was to whine and be annoying for as long as you can, or until he buys you it. Just like every other time you wanted something that Childe didn't want to get. He used to buy you anything, now there's limitations. Which is understandable but, you can't help but just get your hands on every pretty thing you see!
He groaned. Every time you whine the more he gets angrier.
It wasn't getting anywhere. It was pointless. You were about to give up, until Childe stood up from his chair looking at you with an angry expression.
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You were bent down on the living room table, legs spread as far as possible, Childe going ham on your soaking wet cunt from behind, and your eyes rolling to the absolute back. I guess asking nicely and/or taking no for an answer was the better option..
But this was far greater.
You haven't felt this kind of pleasure, like, ever. And Childe had brung you it! You were absolutely loving it. Especially since it was your first time as well.
His cock going in and out, in and out, as well as his two fingers. Both pumping in and out of you made you feel like you were in heaven. Your pussy was really sore, but you didn't mind, as long as Tartaglia was ruining your tiny, cute, hole.
His other hand is on the sides of your waist while you grip on the corners of the table for your life. As he fills up your insides once again for the 4th time. He was fucking you angry, and probably taking out some other stuff on you. Sexually. His massive cock just keeps on ruining you every second, and now he takes out his fingers that are helping destroy you, and pulls on your hair.
Your drool was everywhere, you didn't know if you were crying from the pain or the pleasure, but you were certain it was from how good Childe made you feel ultimately.
You looked around your surroundings and saw your bra and panties on the floor, covered in a bit of cum, your guess that it was probably from you. Since you've somehow managed to now hit your 6th orgasm. Your eyes suddenly widened and your moans got louder and breathier. The overstimulation from his cock was too much.
He was whispering something to you. But you didn't hear it, you were too drowned in the pleasure and your moans were loud. Really loud. You felt him grinning behind you. He went faster and faster, and you felt close again. Until he pulled himself out. You felt disappointed.
He turned you around now facing him, he immediately slammed his cock into your tortured hole again. You bit your lip and put your hand against your mouth to prevent your moans even more. Seeing this, Childe grabbed both your hands and pinned them above your head to see you squirm under him more.
You and your little pussy was getting real tired. You felt like it was going numb. Your legs had the same feeling. He used his other hand to put your legs above his head, your tits was now pressing on his chest. You had your 7th orgasm.
It was shocking that Childe had made you have 7 orgasms(and counting) in just 2 hours. I mean it's understandable, he's huge, long, thick, and reaching every single part inside you. He was deep inside you to the point you were scared that he'd reach your womb. Your moans getting cut off by another one as Childe pounds into you harder and harder. And each time he does, you get the more sensitive.
"Plea- Ha! Ajax.. T-too much.. Can't h-handle n'more.." You moaned out. But he doesn't care. He doesn't give an absolute shit about you being overstimulated by him. He could really care less. "Mmh, beg and whine, that's all you do.." He told you.
Childe pulled out. You were surprised but didn't let your guard down. Was he going to.. Oh there it is. He slammed back in your cunt harder than anyone ever could. Oh how were you gonna get out of this situation..
#childe#childe x fem!reader#childe x reader#childe genshin impact#tartaglia#genshin headcanons#genshin impact#childe smut#genshin smut#childe x reader smut
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Ooh, can I please request yandere bang chan?
Smut+ fluff+ angst
Reader has been looking sad for awhile and chan wants to know how to make them happy again.
Hi! Sounds good! Hope you like it! 🫰🏼
(Sorry it’s kinda long I got carried away 😅)
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Cheer up, Baby Girl 🥀❣️🔪☁️
Yandere!Chan x Reader
Warnings: 18+ , smut , daddy kink , unprotected sex , depression, mention of self harm
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Living with Chan was unpredictable. Some days he’d be scary and mean but he could also be the sweetest boyfriend ever. After awhile you wouldn’t resist him as much. He had tested you a few times and you passed, definitely formed some Stockholm Syndrome. You were isolated and getting depressed.
Today was particularly bad. You got up and put on the clothes your boyfriend laid out for you(which was his hoodie and some jeans), went to the bathroom to freshen up and made your way to the living room. You sat on the couch, knees up to your chest. You were holding them there as you looked at your phone on the coffee table. He was tempting you again but you were too out of it to care.
Chan noticed you sitting yourself down. He was making breakfast. Some eggs mixed with spinach and ham. A dish he knew you liked. One your mom would make for you growing up.
“G’ morning, baby girl.” He said with a cheery tone.
You didn’t even look up at him. “Morning daddy…”
Immediately Chan stopped what he was doing and went over to you, crouching down to your level. He gently held your chin and tilted his head slightly. “Hey what’s wrong?”
You didn’t answer. Simply looking down. Normally Chan didn’t like you not answering him right away but he could tell something was off. He stood back up and grabbed onto your hand. “Come on baby, let’s have some breakfast. I made your favorite!”
“I’m not hungry….”
Your boyfriend was surprised. What was wrong? Did he do something?? He was worried. You’ve been down this past week. Barely speaking, minimally eating. The other day Chan even caught you cutting yourself. He was so scared for your safety that he hid every sharp object in the house. It was getting bad and now you just looked empty. Devoid of emotion. He was worried. Very worried. He loved his baby. Sure he was strict but he didn’t want her like this.
“Baby?? Hey!” Chan started pulling at your arm, indicating that he wants you to get up and you do. “Why are you sad? Did I do something? I’m sorry!” He said this almost frantically, squeezing your hand.
You shook your head.
He then had an idea. “Hey, why don’t we go out! We can go for a picnic at the park? Or maybe go shopping? Wouldnt that be nice?”
You perked up a bit. It’s been awhile since you’ve gone out. “Really?”
“Yes of course! Let me get your shoes and bag.”
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At the mall Chan let you shop around for whatever you wanted. You were sure to keep your head down, making sure to not accidentally look at any boys. You wanted to keep him in this good mood. He bought you an expensive necklace with his initials, some makeup you wanted, and some clothes for the winter.
Although, while you were enjoying yourself, Chan was looking at everyone that came by you. Giving a dirty look to any man that even dare look in your direction. He held you possessively by the waist.
At the end, you were eating ice cream, making your way to the car. In the parking lot you noticed someone you haven’t seen since high school. An old friend of yours. You looked at him walk by, maybe staring a little too long before Chan interrupted your thoughts.
“HEY!”
You tensed up and looked at him quickly. “Sorry! Sorry daddy!”
He frowned and shoved you into the car. Now you were worried. Have you messed up? Tears started rolling down your cheeks and you quickly wiped them away. But Chan noticed. He put his hand on your thigh and gently rubbed. He just wanted to make you happy today.
Once home he took your hand and led you inside. His jealousy got the best of him and he wanted to show you how much he loved you. Taking you to the bedroom, he laid you down in front of him. Slowly lowering your jeans
“Let me take care of you. Please let me love you.” He said, spreading your legs and lightly rubbing your panties.
You moaned to his touch. It wasn’t often that he was soft in bed. He usually liked being rough and dominating. He started kissing up your thighs, squeezing lightly, making his way to your center. He gently took your panties off, watching as your wetness stuck to it. He rubbed your clit with his fingers, moving his way up to your lips, relishing in your soft moans. He kissed you softly.
“Do you like when daddy touches you here”
‘Mmm…” it was all you could say. Your vision getting blurry and breathing starting to hitch. With his other hand, he went under your hoodie and groped your breast, pinching a little at your nipple. This made your eyes roll back.
Chan could feel how wet you were down there and started undoing his belt. You whined at the loss of his touch. He smiled and took off his pants, shirt, and boxers, slowly rubbing his cock against you causing you to whine even more.
“Daddy…”
But before you could say whatever was next, Chan was quick to shush you when he entered you. You breathed heavily, his size always taking you by surprise. He didn’t even wait before thrusting lightly. At first, almost shallow, as if he’s trying to warm you up, but eventually he sped up. He his arms resting on both sides of you head, rubbing your cheeks and kissing you softly as if he wasn’t pounding into you.
Soon you were coming with a loud moan. Chris loved it. Loving it so much that he came right after. He pulled out and held you and you snuggled into his embrace. He was surprised. You don’t do that often. But then you said it and his heart melted.
“I love you daddy… thank you for today” you said with a small smile, kissing his cheek and snuggling your head into his neck.
He loved to hear that. He loved that you were happy. He wanted you to be more happy. Maybe he should do this more often.
“I love you too baby girl.”
#kpop smut#stray kids#stray kids smut#stray kids yandere#skz angst#stray kids imagines#stray kids x reader#bang chan#yandere bang chan#kpop x reader#kpop imagines#bts yandere#skz x reader#skz bang chan#bang chan x reader#yandere#request
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i first interpretated the luxiem lingerie ask as luxiem being the ones wearing lingerie 😳 fantastic thought either way tho hehe
okay if i’m being honest, i did think about this too while i was writing the other one. when i first read your ask i panicked and thought that the previous anon requested for luxiem being the ones wearing lingerie ＞▽＜
so i kinda didn’t write about them wearing it under formal/modest clothes, i just wrote some headcanons about what they would say if you asked them to put lingerie on. i went a bit ham on ike and shu's oops ＞▽＜
well, here’s some more headcanons my loves ♡
suggestive?? ; minors dni
‧⨯ .⁺ VOX AKUMA
“my love, are you sure you want me to wear it? i’m worried you’re going to feel insecure because i look better in it than you.”
it would take quite a lot of convincing but he would do it for you
his cheeks turn slightly pink when he looks at his reflection in the mirror, “babe. my cock is literally hanging out.”
“it’s okay, it’s not like i haven’t seen it before.” you chuckle as you ogle his reflection shamelessly
“you know what? you do look really good in lingerie. maybe you should wear it more.” you say jokingly
“you’re lucky i love you.” vox grumbles
‧⨯ .⁺ MYSTA RIAS
“is this one of your weird fetishes?”
you glare at him and he huffs, “fine, i’ll do it. only because it’s you.”
“omg, my dick doesn’t fit.”
“ayo? hold up. my ass looks really good in this wtf?”
you give his ass a smack and smirk, “yeah it does.”
“you gonna wear it more often? since you like how it looks on you.” you giggle.
“hmm...maybe.” he mumbles, turning around to look at his ass again
‧⨯ .⁺ LUCA KANESHIRO
“w-wait you want me to what?”
you give him the puppy dog eyes and he caved
the poor boy’s face is all red and he’s looking down at his feet instead of the mirror because he’s embarrassed
“why won’t you look in the mirror babe?” you ask in a teasing tone
“b-because! it’s so...exposing...”
“but it shows off your arms and those abs that i love so much. will you wear it again if i ask you to?” you ask with a pout
“f-fine...only for you.”
‧⨯ .⁺ IKE EVELAND
ike’s eyes widen at your request
“wait...you want me to wear that?!” ike asks while pointing at the frilly baby blue lingerie you’re holding up
you nod, smiling innocently at him, “please ikey, i just know it’s gonna look amazing on you.”
ike sighs and takes it from you, walking into the bedroom to put it on
“darling...this is-” ike’s voice sounds out from the bedroom
“it’s okay, it’s not like anyone else is going to see it.” you say to try and convince ike to show it to you
ike huffs and walks out with his hands covering his crotch
you giggle, “why’re you covering yourself? it’s not like i haven’t seen you in less than that before.”
ike gives you a deadpan stare and moves his hands away
you lick your lips as your eyes scan his figure
“c-can i take it off now?” ike says, a blush evident on his cheeks
‧⨯ .⁺ SHU YAMINO
the little rascal tries to weasel himself out of wearing it
“i’ll do the household chores for a month!” shu bargains
“that’s really tempting but i really want you to wear this babe. i think you’d look really good in it.” you pout, giving him those puppy dog eyes that he cannot resist
shu slumps back in his chair in resignation, “fine...i’ll wear it.”
your eyes light up and you hand the lilac lingerie to shu
after a few minutes, “i don’t think it’s looks good, imma go take it off now.” shu says while turning around to go change out of it
“hey hey hey, stop right there mister. show it to me.”
shu sighs and turns around to walk into room, his eyes looking at anywhere but your face, with a faint pink dusting his cheeks
your hungry eyes take in the sight before you and you walk towards him to kiss him on the cheek
“you look really good in it. i might get you to wear this more often.” you smirk
shu grumbles under his breath, “only for you.”
#hana replies ♡#hana thirsts ♡#anon ♡#luxiem#luxiem x reader#vox akuma#vox akuma x reader#mysta rias#mysta rias x reader#luca kaneshiro#luca kaneshiro x reader#ike eveland#ike eveland x reader#shu yamino#shu yamino x reader
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Hi! Can I request a human!reader teaching Goku how to cook so he can impress Chi-Chi? I love to cook myself, so I thought it'd be a cute idea!
Bone App the Teeth | Goku & Reader |
author's note: i was actually in the process of writing a goku fic when i got this request! i also happen to think it's a cute idea and absolutely love the idea of goku and the reader being old pals spending an afternoon together to get goku out of the doghouse :p i hope you don't mind i added a slight bit of vegeta x reader as a background pairing to add more to the story!
pairing: goku &fem!reader (it's platonic!) vegeta x fem!reader, goku x chi-chi
warnings: goku being a terribly cute student, vegeta being a little jealous, small mention of trying for pregnancy, in general just some fluff between two old friends!
You're reading on the couch when you get Goku's phone call. He's speaking incredibly fast and fumbling his words, which sounds alarm bells in your head. It can't be something super serious, after all, since you would definitely not be the first person he'd call for help. You set aside your book and take a deep breath.
"GOKU!" You yell, succeeding in getting him to stop talking for a moment.
"Why'd you yell at me?" He whines pathetically.
"So I could tell you to slow down and start over!"
"Oh, sorry about that!" Goku laughs and then sighs. "I really need your help."
"Tell me what's up."
From there Goku launches into a tale of what essentially boils down to him needing a way back into Chi-Chi's good graces after an incident the night before. He didn't go super in detail, but to you it sounded like he'd gone and ruined dinner last night with his ravenous Saiyan appetite, and he wanted to make it up to his dear wife.
Only problem was, he had no idea how to cook.
"So that's where you come in!" Goku says, and you can literally hear that big smile on his face. "So whaddya say? Can you help me?"
"Of course I will!" You smile. "Come on over and-"
"I'm here!" Goku now stands in front of you, hands on his hips and his eyes smiling, no doubt excited to make up his mistake to Chi-Chi.
You scream, holding your hand to your chest. "Goku! You can't just-"
There's the sound of shouting from outside, and then Vegeta is suddenly in the living room. "Who the hell dares attack my w- Oh, it's Kakarot." He scowls, arms crossed over his chest.
"Sorry, didn't mean to scare ya!" Goku rubs the back of his neck. "Hey best buddy!" He waves at Vegeta.
"No." Vegeta glares at Goku. "Why are you in my house?"
You stand up, your heart back to a normal beat. "I'm teaching him how to cook, sweetie. Would you like to join us?"
"Tch. I'll pass." Vegeta turns and heads out to resume his training. You shake your head and pat Goku's arm and lead him to the kitchen.
"So, when do you think you'd wanna make this meal for Chi-Chi?"
"As soon as possible!" Goku says. "I wanna make something she'll love."
"Hmm..." You put a curled finger to your lip, thumb pressed to your chin as you consider something that you know your longtime friend loves. "Last time she and I went out with Bulma, we went to this really nice restaurant and she tried something called 'chicken cordon bleu' and she said she really, really liked it."
"Chicken what?"
"Cordon bleu." You repeat. "It's a simple dish that I think you'll be able to make just fine! It's chicken wrapped around ham and cheese, which is then breaded and fried or baked. I've had it a several times before myself and it really is a tasty dish."
"Then let's get to it!"
You smile softly. "Alright, let me make sure I've got everything we'll need first."
You hum softly and start looking through your refrigerator and cupboards, Goku scratching his head as you pull more and more out onto the kitchen island. "I thought you said this was simple."
"It is, I promise. Most of this is just seasoning that's gonna make it taste better."
Goku grins. "In that case, the more the merrier!"
"That's the spirit." You chuckle and fish out everything else, happy that you didn't have to lug Goku to the grocery store. (Or worse, be instant transmissioned there with him.)
"First, we wash our hands." You remove your wedding ring and set it aside, and Goku washes his hands right after you. "And now we'll prep our chicken."
As you show Goku how to properly clean and prep the chicken thighs you had tucked in the fridge, Vegeta peeks inside through the window above the sink, a frown on his face. He sees your wedding ring off to the side and scoffs. He knew he should've gotten you one with a larger diamond...
He swears to himself and flies away, angrily punching a tree before going into the training room Bulma had built for him in your backyard. (In actuality she'd built it for you, knowing full well how irritating her ex could be at times so you could shoo him away to train when he was on your nerves.)
Back into the kitchen, you've just laid a piece of plastic wrap over one of the pieces of chicken. "Okay, you'll probably like this part. The chicken is too thick to roll up, so we need to take this little meat mallet and flatten it out."
"Oh, I can do that easily!" Goku picks up the mallet and smacks it against the poor piece of chicken, splitting it in half. "Uh... Oops?"
You rub your forehead. "Not so hard, Goku."
You set him up to try again, and this time he tones down his strength and flattens the chicken with the mallet until you stop him. He smiles, proud of his handiwork, and repeats the process until there's no more chicken to flatten.
"You've always been a quick study." You comment fondly and clean up the island to move to the next step, encouraging him to add some more seasoning to the kitchen while you set up the ham and swiss cheese.
"This part here is probably the hardest thing about the recipe, and it's still super easy."
Goku nods and his eyes are trained on your hands after he's washed and dried his again. You lay out two layers of ham and cheese and then carefully pinch in the sides of the chicken and roll it up, leaving the seam side down against the plate. "After we roll them up we'll bread them and get them in the oven."
"Okay!" Goku smiles and attempts rolling one up himself, but some of the filling ends up sticking out. You unroll it and put your hands over his, helping him to keep it all together like the one you had previously rolled. "Keep it neat, Goku. Presentation matters!"
"I guess that's true." He concedes. "Chi-Chi makes the most delicious looking food! And it smells good... But most of all, it tastes good!"
"And that's why we're gonna give all three of those qualities right back!" Goku's smile makes you laugh, your chest light and mind at ease. You always loved having one-on-one time with your friend.
You wash your hands again while Goku very carefully rolls all the chicken up, setting up the breadcrumbs and mixing them with paprika, and then adding some water to beaten eggs. Goku's just finished with his latest step and instinctively washes his hands, rushing back to the island and bouncing with eagerness.
"How much left?"
"Almost there, buddy. Now we're gonna dip them into this egg mixture and roll it in the breadcrumbs after, and after that they go into the baking dish!"
"Chi-Chi's gonna love this." Goku smiles and takes initiative this time, picking up a piece of the chicken and dipping it in the eggs. You instruct him to let some of the excess drip off and then switch hands to roll in the breadcrumbs.
"A wet hand and a dry hand is the best way to bread something. It keeps things as clean as possible." You explain, greasing a casserole dish. "Maybe next time we make this I'll teach you how to pan-fry, but today we'll stick with baking the chicken."
"Oooh, getting stronger in the kitchen? I like the sound of that."
You laugh and the two of you finish prepping the meal in a companionable silence. You think back to when you met Goku all those years ago. You'd reunited with Chi-Chi, an old friend you hadn't seen since childhood, and learned that she was married to none other than the boy she was adamant was going to marry her even back in the day. Goku was looking around, undoubtedly bored, and complaining about being hungry. That's when you'd invited them over for dinner, and ever since then Goku would come over for a meal anytime he was hungry after Chi-Chi had closed down the kitchen for the night.
"Thank you for doing this." Goku says softly after he's washed his hands for the last time. "You're really helping me out here. You're always here when I need you. You're really the best."
You smile at your old friend. "You've saved the world countless times, Goku. I'll help you with anything, cooking or not, anytime. Hell, you're the reason Vegeta and I got together. I basically owe you the whole world for that alone."
Vegeta, who has come back to listen at the window after being unable to focus on his training, crosses his arms and smirks proudly. For all the times you roll your eyes, mutter things under your breath and ignore him as he rants about his Saiyan pride... You still find him worth more than the world. With that, he stands and strides into the kitchen and grabs your waist, pulling you in and pressing a firm kiss to your temple before striding right back to train, this time his mind clear.
You raise a brow, and Goku can't help but laugh. "I don't wanna throw him under the bus, but..."
"He was listening at the window." You conclude, shaking your head fondly.
Goku helps you wash dishes and the two of you trade stories you've both heard hundreds of times before, laughing so much that Goku has to catch you from falling onto the floor at one point. You wipe your eyes, body still shaking from laughter, and then dry your hands, clearing your throat.
"Alright, now we'll make the sauce for the chicken and make some rice, and then you should be good to go."
You set Goku up to grate the parmesan and you fix the rice up in the rice cooker, and with some dijon mustard, butter, flour and milk, you help Goku make a lovely sauce. You get some on a spoon and hold it out to Goku, whose eyes light up at the flavor. "Man, you never stop amazing me with your skills!"
"I'd hope not, since I used to be a chef." You laugh.
"I've been meaning to ask why you stopped." Goku sits on one of the island stools while you start fixing up a quick pot of green beans.
You chop up a bit of bacon and onions, adding them to the pot with some garlic. "Well, for starters, I was just so stressed and tired all the time, which was fine when I was single. But then when I got married and became a step-mother it just wasn't working well anymore. When I'd get home, I'd start arguing with Vegeta and it wasn't healthy for our marriage, not to mention I wasn't getting much quality time with Trunks. Plus, I wasn't getting to go to birthday parties or holiday gatherings anymore since I started working at my last restaurant. And when Vegeta said he was wanting to have kids..."
Goku's eyes widen. "Wait, really? Vegeta wants another kid?"
You smile softly. "He does. I'm sure Trunks would love a sibling."
"That's really great!" Goku grins. "I'm happy for you guys."
"Thanks, Goku. Not pregnant yet, but we're working on it." You add some tomatoes and then the green beans to the pot, stirring and then leaving it to simmer. You turn and sit on another stool, opening a drawer on the island and pulling out a game of cards.
"It'll be some time before everything is ready, so why don't we play your favorite card game?"
Goku gasps. "Yes, I love Go Fish!"
You laugh and deal the cards out, and after a few games (poor Goku never stands a chance against you) you pack up his meal to take home to Chi-Chi and Goten. "You're all set, bub."
Before he teleports home, Goku gives you one last hug, and you smile and hug your friend back tightly. He presses a quick kiss to your head and pulls back, picking up the containers and within a flash, he's back home to set up for Chi-Chi.
You're in bed with Vegeta that night when you get Goku's next phone call.
"She loved it!"
#goku & reader#goku & you#goku x reader#goku x you#vegeta x reader#vegeta x you#fem!reader#x reader#x you#db#dbz#dbs#requests#anon#fic#i really loved writing this#being good friends with goku sounds so nice#thank you for the request!#i watch too much tfs so sometimes goku's dialogue sounds like it could be from that lol sorry
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Look at those colors! I love fall, my favorite time of the year with winter on its heels.
I’ll be prepping my patio for the upcoming winter soon. I’ve already removed the cushions. The least fun part will be the ceremony of the leaves aka raking the leaves. I know that this piece of information is something you will cherish - you’re welcome.
Another fun fact. There’s a dim sum place within walking distance from my daughter’s place. I’m not sure if this is a good thing. I came home with pork dumplings, shrimp shumai, baked char sui bao, baked egg custard bao, and lo mai gai, which is lotus wrapped sticky rice =:p
The baked char sui bao:
Yeah, I think so too - I may be in trouble. First, See’s Candies and now Dim Sum 😭
I asked my daughter if she was good with having roast pork instead of a ham or turkey for Thanksgiving. Her answer: “Hell yeah!”
I don’t know what I was thinking when I scheduled my annual holiday party the weekend after Thanksgiving. 🤦🏻♀️ I have 12 people showing up. I must admit, though, I’m a little bit excited about the party. Last year we decorated Christmas cookies. This year, we’re going to paint rocks. I did this a few years back and it was a hit. At last years holiday party, Cuzzy requested that I do a rock painting party for my next holiday party, so here we are :)
I went with my kid to her oncologist appointment. I really like her oncologist. She’s young, motivated, driven, and super smart. Add her kind and compassionate spirit to the mix, and she’s quite amazing. The kid admires her and is grateful that she’s her doctor. The kid’s treatment will consist of regular check-ups and digital monitoring for 2-3 years. She’s healing well and has been released to return to work.
The kid was strong man for Halloween. I love this.
I have a plan for Red Cup Day. Getting up at the butt crack of dawn. They run out fast.
I just watched a cheesy movie on Netflix. Blade of the 47 Ronin. Thank goodness my tolerance for cheesy movies is relatively high today.
I’ll leave you with this:
The upcoming work week is only 4 days! We get Friday off, yeah!
Ta-toodles!
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HEYYYYYYYY read your king nsfw fic and went feral (I am so normal about him/lie) so since there isn't many requests for tof I hope you wouldn't mind me requesting more about king(I just really<3 him) when I read about the oral headcanon I never agreed about something so fast ,I definitely see king as a big pleaser(yes he's greedy in game wtv) especially to His s/o,am not sure if you only do headcanons but could you make a scenario where he's like drunk off of his s/o's body,like he'd be pussy drunk(or dick both is good), aneways you're doing gods work for the king lovers😇
You taste as good as you look.
an: hell yeahhh king lovers unite!!! This'll probably be gender neutral and I'll add on things for each gender!! Minors don't read I beg..
Let's say that he was feeling a bit pent up, some fights not going as others expected and things happening.. he wanted a reliever.
He does like his own pleasure, but seeing you, he had a better idea, how about instead using his mouth for spewing out curses and vile words, use it to pleasure you and calm himself down, loose himself in you?
I just have a view that he'd have a tongue piercing, but if you don't think so, ignore this HC. He'd use that piercing to his advantage, dragging it across your length or delving deep inside and using the little metal ball to add extra pleasure.
He'd eat you like he's STARVING. He'd also suck the LIFE out of you, he can be very intense. He'd have you shaking by the end of it.
King would be perfectly fine with you sitting on his face of thrusting in his mouth, staring intensely at you while you do it. He'd spend hours and minutes just enjoying himself, making himself remember your taste hours later just because he's long he does it. His jaw aches? Too bad. Overstimulated? Oh honey, he is still going to go ham.
He wouldn't care if you grip his hair, he just wants to keep going and going until he feels satisfied, leaving you a bit numb.
Of course, he'd want you to give him a little something in return, either a sloppy little kiss that has your taste in it, or a dick sucking. Won't you spoil him a little bit like he did you, doll? King needs his little gift. <3
notes: I'm insane
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. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 ࿐ྂ
Pairing: Takashi Morinozuka X afab!Reader
Sypnosis: Today, the host club decided to have an impromptu house visit at MC's. And after a while of everyone going to do their stuff, she was left alone with her silent crush.
Word Count: 701
"[Name]! Papa's gonna go shopping with Haruhi!" Tamaki's cheerful voice echoed inside your house. "Go ahead Tamaki-senpai!" You shouted back. Today, the Host Club decided to visit your house. They arrived just one hour earlier, and they seemed to enjoy much in your house. Haruhi insisted on buying today's lunch, and Tamaki was there to accompany her. The other host club members are probably roaming around your house, or playing outside the backyard, leaving only you and your crush, Mori. The two of you are inside your room, you had to finish some unfinished business inside your room and Mori came along with you. It's really weird, this silent man is usually around Honey, but now he's with you. "Mori-senpai, do you want some tea? I'll make some" You asked the tall male who was sitting on a small bean bag chair next to your bed, looking away from the laptop and to him. "Hn" He grunted in response. You smiled to yourself as you headed towards the door, you knew that he'd say yes. "Please stay here for a while senpai. I'm gonna come back with the tea" You flashed him a smile before opening the door and exiting the room.
You went downstairs and then headed to the kitchen. You got two cups from the cupboard placed them on the counter, and then put in the Earl Grey tea and water. You waited for the water to warm up a bit before placing it on a saucer and then on a stainless metal tray. "Might as well make some snacks" You said to yourself as you headed to the fridge. You got out loaves, mayo, fresh lettuce and tomato, and a piece of ham. First, you fry the ham. Then, you cut two pieces of loaf and place in on a plate. You spread the mayo on the bread then put the cooked ham on top of it. Then, you placed one leaf of fresh lettuce and two slices of fresh tomato on the ham. Then lastly, you put the last slice of loaf on top. "There! All done!" You smiled to yourself, proud of your work.
After you prepared the snacks and teas, you cleaned the place before heading upstairs. Once you were in front of your room, you stopped and then looked at the door before frowning. "Mori-senpai! Can you please open the door?" You requested politely. Your hands are holding the tray, and you can't hold it with one hand while the other turns the knob or else the tea and sandwich will fall, creating a lot of mess. The door opened in a while, revealing the silent type host in front of you. You gave him an apologetic yet cheeky look before you entered inside with his snack. "Sorry I took a while, senpai" You apologized then placed the tray down on the coffee table inside the room. "Hn" Mori grunted then closed the door and sat back on the beanie. "I got you some snacks too!" You beamed at him while sitting down on the floor, grabbing the cup. You watched your senpai as he ate his snack and drank his tea in silence. You wonder why he is so silent. "Hey, senpai. Do you like the silence?" You asked him, putting your cup down. He looked at you without much expression as he set down his cup. "Yes," He answered. "What about you?" He asked back. "Well, for me, silence is one good thing. I like it as much as you do" You told him while placing a finger on your cheek, focusing your gaze on the ceiling, and then you flashed him another cheeky grin.
"That's good" He smiled a bit, it almost went unnoticed but you caught a glimpse of it. You smiled a bit as you stayed silent, after a while, the two of you finished your tea. You resumed your work as Mori was next to you, the two of you were in silence for a while, enjoying each other's presence without saying any words. Silence is one good thing, after all. The heart speaks of the silent love.
#fanfiction#fanfic#oneshot#alternate universe#reader insert#x reader#one shot#fluff#ouran high school host club#ouran koukou host club#ouran hshc#ouran host club#ouranhighhostclub#takashi morinozuka#au
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*Jumin Han and Victor Li cross over Head Cannon*
🤍A cross over of Jumin (mystic messenger) and Victor (Mr love queen's choice)🤍
~Description: I never really saw any fan fics out there of victor and jumin crossing over. I think they would be good friends in all honesty.~
Warning: bad language, two idiots being two idiots, jumin driving 😟 and victor almost dying several times. I tried to be serious for four dot points but ended up failing on the fifth, my shit taste in humor I'm sorry if the jokes are that bad 😭, SOME INFORMATION IS PROBABLY WRONG LMAO
Genre: man I love guys tits, I'm just bored
Word count:
Game: mystic messenger, Mr love queen choice
Pairings: no pairing just them being best friends
Character: Jumin Han and Victor Li
*Victor Li and Jumin Han cross over*
When they first meet it's for business reasons. Let's just say their fathers used to be good friends in university and haven't seen each other since then. They met at LFG for the first time and instantly knew they would get along. They shook hands and introduced themselves "I'm victor Li" "nice to meet you I'm Jumin Han".
From there they would go out to souvenir to get to know each other on the request of their fathers.
Earlier that day victor had made croissants that were still in the oven by the time he got back. He pulled them out of the oven and smiled at how good they looked. He then cut the croissants in half and put the best ham and cheese around and put it between the croissants. He brought the plates out to jumin and asked Mr mills to bring the coffee he had made.
They talked for a bit and jumin really admired victors cooking.
Jumin then went into a 30 minute rant about his cat Elizabeth the third.
"She sheds 3 to 28 strands of fur a minute" Jumin says proudly as he was showing victor shakey images of Elly. "... Why would you even count that? And why are you talking about her as if she is your daughter?" Victor would respond looking at the man as if he were insane. "Well first off, because she's my daughter and second of all, because she's my daught-... That reminds me of a conversation I had awhile ago about making scarves out of cat hair" "fucking what" "I should start looking into that again" "please shut up"
Jumin would then offer to drive (😟) victor somewhere, claiming he saw a nice place in the way to LFG. He would use the car driver Kim was using which was a loan and is great for city roads. At first it wasn't so bad, just a little rusty but not too bad for victor to worry over it. But then he takes a detour and drives off road onto a nature path somehow not crashing the car as he turns on the radio for it to be on a highosh volume where they have to raise their voice for each other to hear. Victor clings on for dear life starting to worry "How did you get your licence!" Victor yells as he thinks of any possible ways to get out. "Oh! It expired actually! Around I don't know.. 2 or 5 years ago?!" "WHAT" Jumin smiles as he turns the radio up even higher. The song playing is free bird specifically the "free bird yeah*guitar solo*" part which is at the very end of the song.
As the guitar solo plays jumin ends up driving off the cliff and they both end up in hospital 🤍
After recovering the two hang out again at the penthouse jumin is staying at. "I don't know anymore victor.. it just feels loose?" Jumin says standing in front of Victor, in only a bathrobe. "Why would your dick feel loose? It's not like it's screwed in. Are you missing a nut or something?" Victor says with a cocky grin. "Maybe.." he says. A nut and screw falls onto the floor then metal dick falls and all they can hear is the metal pipe sound. A rocket then shoots out of the tip and into victor sending him back to the hospital.
They become best friends and victor has this bathroom where they can shit AND arm wrestle at the same time!
How sweet is that!
Their cats would definitely be good friends too. Maybe they might fall in love.
"are you gay?" "Fuck you victor."
Lol thanks for reading -etchartfan
#Spotify#mlqc#mlqc victor#mr love queen choice#mr love queen choice victor#mr love victor#anime#mystic messeger headcanon#mystic messager#jumin fanfic#juminmysticmessenger#mysme#mysme jumin#does jumin han is gay#metal pipe#free bird yeah *guitar solo*
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TONGUE TIED.
➳ request: Just read through all of your snake stuff and I’m so sorry if I spammed you because of it! I read your request rules so I hope this isn’t breaking any of them. Would you be up for a Snake x fem!reader where she has a forked tongue (like the kind people get done) and she shows him after one of his performances? It can be hcs, a fic, whatever you’d like! Sorry again if any of this goes against any rules! Hope you’re having a good day/night!
➳ character/s: snake
➳ warnings: suggestiveness?? FLUFF AFTER THAT MOMENT THOUGH
➳ notes: i think my heart combust writing this, i’m dying of cuteness and i went a bit ham, sorry not sorry ._.
𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 + 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
── 𝐒𝐍𝐀𝐊𝐄.
as weird to say as it is
he doesn’t pay attention to your tongue??
you’d never done anything to make him notice it
now
you weren’t ever part of the main troupe of the circus
you were backstage on makeup and costumes
which in a way was nice
because snake finds it nice having your relationship private from the world
and also
it made for some really nice time backstage until he went on
lots of cuddles
and lots of kisses :))
because we love the boy
he deserves the world
running your fingers through his hair and nuzzling your face into his neck
BUT THIS TIME WAS DIFFERENT
sitting on his lap, you brushed on the smallest amount of makeup onto his beautiful skin
with one eye open as the product glided over his lid, he noticed you’d stuck your tongue out in concentration
but he noticed it was forked quite quickly
in which both eyes widened
when you pulled back to ask him what was wrong, he pulled you in for a kiss
relaxing into his hold around your waist, you looped your arms around his neck
a hand ghosted over your side, which made you gasp into the kiss
perfect opportunity to slide his tongue in to figure out what on earth was going on in the house of commons-
and his suspicions were correct
when you pulled away (breathless) you frowned at him in confusion
with a faint blush over his cheeks, he stuck his tongue out at you
‘when did you get that?’
your face lit up in recognition and you smiled, repeating his gesture
as you explained the story behind it, he let you continue his makeup
not without thinking y’all were the cutest couple because HIS GIRLFRIEND MATCHES HIM ;V;
forked tongue gangg
for whatever reason
you know the reason
snake seemed a lot more confident as he went into the ring for the final time that night
and when he returned to the makeup tent where you sat
he gave you a massive hug
nothing prompted it
it was just a big hug
and he spun your around
also
that’s the widest smile you’ve ever seen on his face in a long time :))
when you went back to his tent later that night
he literally held you so tight
he wouldn’t let you go
he is a python and he will grip you till you DIE
kidding
but maybe i’m not-
even the other snakes cuddle up with you
if you need to go to the toilet
no you don’t
you stay and cuddle with him >:((
no idea why
but now he’s extra possessive of you
holds your hand a lot
hugs
even if he’s shy
the fact you match really sealed the deal for him
heck a ring
matching forked tonguess
you’re not getting out of this relationship
ever.
#black butler#kuroshitsuji#snake#black butler snake#kuroshitsuji snake#black butler x reader#kuroshitsuji x reader#snake x reader#black butler snake x reader#kuroshitsuji snake x reader#black butler imagines#kuroshitsuji imagines#snake imagines#black butler snake imagines#kuroshitsuji snake imagines
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25 Days of Ficmas
Relationship: Hannibal Lecter x Reader
Fandom: Hannibal (NBC)
Request: No
Warnings: Fluff, Very Vague Mentions of Dark Themes
Word Count: 858
Masterlist: Here
Summary: A connoisseur of all things high class in a relationship with someone more rustic and simplistic. It’s a clash of Christmas styles.
As the weather raged on outside, inside the spacious Virginian home, all was peaceful. Intoxicating smells were coming out of the kitchen, as a man danced around the large space. He was patiently waiting for his companion to get home, while keeping himself occupied with making dinner preparations. Classical music waisted through the air, similarly to smell of the ham that was now being basted. He knew that she was due home any minute now, and that dinner would be on the table no more than fifteen minutes after her usual arrival time.
Like clockwork, the man heard the crunch of pavement underneath tires. His companion was home. Perfect timing to, as he took everything out of the oven and off of the stove. Footsteps got closer, and eventually led to the front door being unlocked. Her heels walked in to the home, straight to the living room after discarding her coat in the entryway.
“Hannibal! I’m home! Something smells good.” She shouted through the house. Her hair dropped from the bun she had kept it in all day, and her fingers carded through what she could being careful of the tangles. The man finished plating up the food and joined the woman in the living room. When she saw him, she stood up from her position on the couch to embrace him.
“Hello Hannibal.” She said, with a deep sigh in his chest. Her arms wrapped around his waist, while his came to wrap around her shoulders.
“Hello, darling. Ready for dinner or would you like to change first?” He asked pulling back to look at her face to gauge how tired she was. Only she smiled and shook her head at him.
“No, I’d like dinner now please.” They pulled apart and the couple went into the dining room. As Hannibal served the meal he had meticulously created, she sat listening to the music.
“Hannibal, dear,” she asked while he was almost finished serving the food, “can we please listen to something more festive?” Hannibal stood, holding the basket of rolls, processing the information that he was given. He set the basket down before he sat down and tucked in for the meal.
“I will see if I can find the records after dinner. We have a roasted ham, with a clove and orange glaze. Spiced mashed potatoes and gravy, made with drippings from the ham. Roasted root vegetables and freshly made dinner rolls. Enjoy.” And enjoy did she. Everything was so flavorful, and the meat melted in her mouth. Meals were nothing short of an experience with Hannibal at the stove they talked about their days as they ate through dinner. Hannibal with his practice, and her with hers. By the time they made it to dinner, a beautiful crème brûlée with the addition of orange and cranberry, the conversation had turned towards Christmas preparations.
“And we’re going to have our usual Christmas party, yes?” She questioned, scrapping every bit of the delicious dessert out of the ramekin that she could. Hannibal mirrored her motions, and nodded.
“Of course, with the usual guests, unless their is someone you would like here or gone?” His concern for her input on the guest list was endearing to her.
“We should be fine with the usual cast of characters. Thank you, dear.” She thanked him while he took the dishes away to be done before bed. The couple yet again made their way into the living and sat on the couch again. It was silent, save for the classical music in the background.
“Hannibal, would you please find the Christmas records? I’d really like to listen to something more festive for the holidays. Please?” Her soft beg prompted the man up and out of his seat, towards the chest filled with records.
“Why do you insist on Christmas music right now?” Hannibal asked, not looking up from the records.
“Why do you not want to?” She challenged, causing Hannibal’s hands to still, and his gaze shifted over towards where she sat on the couch. The fireplace bathed her in a warm fiery glow. He eventually found the record and switched them out. Soft Christmas songs drifted through the air.
“It’s not that I don’t want to listen to this dear, it’s just that I always listen to classical when I cook, that I often forget to switch it around.” She smiled softly at him, and stood up. Turning around to face him, she held her hand out for Hannibal to take.
“Dance with me,” came her soft request. He stood up and took her hand gently. Spinning her around, Hannibal pulled her back into his chest and swayed.
“Maybe Christmas music isn’t that bad this time.” He admitted, and heard her chuckle a second later.
“Thank you.” And they continued to sway in peaceful silence for another moment until she pipped up again.
“Who was it?” Hannibal didn’t need any other clues to know what she was talking about.
“The man that made some rather disgusting and rude remarks about you a couple weeks ago.” The couple continued to sway, and enjoy their evening and Christmas carols together.
#rebelliousstories#writing#hannibal imagine#hannibal lecter imagine#hannibal#slasher x you#slasher x reader#slashers#slasher imagines#horror imagine#horror
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girlie can i get some haru dating headcanons?
𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐔𝐊𝐈 𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐈 𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃
☾ character/s: haruki hinamori
☾ warnings: swearing, a bit of domestic stuffs, fluff, princess ever after spoilers??
☾ notes: thanks for the request! similarly to my julius boyf headcanons, i went overboard, but this time it’s because i feel like i owe haru for shitting on him before princess ever after came out because now i love him :((
he’s a softie
don’t lie to yourselves
sure he’s part of an evil organisation
but, like, he’s soft for you ;v;
you probably have nothing to do with this partizan business
but that’s fine, because he doesn’t really want you involved with that anyway
he met you at a cafe
how cliche
but there were no seats left in the area, so he had to ask you if the seat across from you was taken
and he was ready for you to say no
but you smiled at him and moved your stuff out of the way for him
you were on your laptop just doing some work and he had brought a book to read while he sipped his coffee and munched on his croissant
ham and cheese if you were wondering
eventually, you glanced at him over the top of your screen at the same time he looked up from his book
and the moment he flashed you that charming little smile of his you were fucking GONE
though haru thought it was really cute how flustered you got
your focus from before wasn’t as strong
he couldn’t say anything though
he read the same paragraph about a hundred times because he was focused on you, not the words-
and you bet your ass that he comes back to that cafe every day just in case you come back
of course you do, it’s your go-to, so he’s heaving a big sigh of relief that he can find you
eventually, you guys subconsciously set up a time to catch up because you guys happened to see each other at the same time every week
how you guys got together was because he gave you a book he annotated for you because you were curious
and he highlighted the words ‘will you be my girlfriend’ as highly important
even though these words were spread over like, 300 pages
you laughed and said yes
the one thing he told you about immediately was his involvement with leviathan
he fully expected you to leave him for that
but instead you caressed his cheek and gave him a soft smile saying it was ok
and he was so grateful for that omg
SO NOW YOU LIVE WITH HIM-
years later, and you live with him in the safe house
because claude ended up really liking you and wanted you to stay
however
the only reason banshee know about you
is because haru was a dumby and forgot food
so you came running in to takeshin gakuen and gave him lunch
that you made for him when you realised he’d forgotten to take it
and he also forgot that the others were there
so he gave you a kiss as thanks as well as a hug
where he goofily sways from side to side and spins y’all in a circle
when you left to go back home everyone was like
‘whomst?’
when he explained it, they all felt like you were too good for him
because you’re so nice n he’s just
leviathan-y
once when you guys went on a date together, he made you a flower crown
he had a picture of it that day
and for your 1 year anniversary
he gifted you that flower crown
but it was like, a genuine piece of jewellery
crystals and all
and that is now on one of those mannequin head thingies in a glass cabinet in your bedroom
you guys often spend the morning together in bed just cuddling
sometimes you guys will talk while you’re half awake
just chattin nonsense
many mornings you’ve woken up to breakfast in bed
and it’s not even a cutesy thing
you just turn on the tv and watch netflix or something while putting your plates on top of the bed and eating like that
if he has to leave early, he’ll get out of bed and make sure not to wake you up, giving you a kiss on the head before leaving
but he always leaves a little origami flower for you to let you know he still loves you ;v;
he purposely leaves a stem on them so you can collect them all and make a bouquet out of them
in return, you often sneak little notes or drawings in his bentos
and he 100% saves them all
also, he’s matched outfits with you on dates before
he thinks it’s funny
but also cute
and shows other people that you’re his
because you cannot convince me he’s not overprotective
he’s shielded you with his body before when he sees others look at you funny
and he kept you behind him just a little bit when you were first introduced to claude
but in public, you’re always in front of him so no one can take you without him knowing
he also gave you a necklace with a button that alerts him if you’re in danger
so
you’re pretty safe with him
haru leaned against the front door to the safe house and sighed heavily, exhausted from that night’s mission. he glanced at his phone and turned it on to check the time, groaning after seeing 3:29 am. pushing off the door, he wandered through the dimly lit building, stopping at the main kitchen to get himself a snack.
opening the fridge, his brows furrowed slightly as he saw a plate with a cover over it, a note on top that read: haru’s dinner <3
a sad smile spread across his lips as he took the plate and put it in the microwave to heat up. as he waited for the soft ringtone from the microwave to signal the end of the cycle, he stared at his lock screen, getting lost in your eyes as you grinned, the original flower crown he made you adorning your head.
‘welcome home,’ a tired voice called from the elevator doors. turning around, his frown deepened, seeing you walk towards him while rubbing your eyes and yawning widely.
‘i told you not to wait for me, sunshine,’ he said, walking towards you and giving you a warm embrace, kissing your forehead tenderly. ‘you should be in bed.’
‘i couldn’t sleep,’ you mumbled with a small pout. ‘i like it when you’re there to cuddle me.’
haru’s heart melted on the spot and he smiles gently, giving you another kiss on the head. ‘we can cuddle soon, i promise. i’ll just wait for the yummy dinner you made me to finish and we can go to bed.’
‘ok...’
quickly taking the food out of the microwave, he ushered you back into the elevator, rubbing your side softly with one hand while holding the plate of food in the other, relishing in the feeling of your body against his.
waddling over to your shared bedroom, you plopped down on the bed again, patting haru’s side of the bed to convince him to join you, not that you needed to. swiftly getting changed into his pyjamas, he slid in beside you, eating the dinner you’d cooked in content. he noted the way your eyelids fluttered shut every now and then and placed the empty plate on the bedside table to deal with later.
sliding further into the bed, he rested his head on the pillow, opening his arms for you to settle yourself in. draping the covers over you, he reached to turn the night light off and succumbed to the darkness, finding comfort in the closeness of your bodies and the warmth you shared.
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April 30 - 2024 Tuesday
11:28pm
5.5/10
This morning I got all the junk outside my bathroom window moved. I also tidied up outside my door just a little bit with some sweeping. My dog Sporticus is not good at staying in sight while I'm outside for so long and doesn't always respond to calling, I really need to learn how to teach her better. For breakfast I made oatmeal with apples and a slice of spam. I tried sneaking in some WT but its hard to focus on playing any game while cooking/eating.
On stream I warmed up with kangaroo sketches. Then I finished the last 2 YCHs I had for the month and worked on a cuck drawing of my OC. I had to redo the background and I kept overworking it because I couldn't get the colors in a way I liked. Also the carpet texture. I mostly made it work though.
After work I got kinda frisky but realized it was just due to boredom so instead I went outside and used the hose to powerwash the area outside my window I had cleaned earlier. There was a bunch of dirt and pine needles built up there. I also did the rest of the walkway and then sprayed weed killer throughout the yard. I got done just in time for lunch.
Lunch was red potatoes with green beans and garlic, ham, and onions mixed into some rice. It was good, sort of mild in flavor which is what I wanted. I watched Twitch on my lunch break.
In the afternoon I did today's request fine and finished that art of my OC. Then I worked a bit more on another personal drawing of my otter in his skater clothes. I never like to go into the details of the subject matter, it's not necessary either. After that I started work on my new low poly pony avatar I'm making from scratch. I got a trello created and started work on the body.
After work I played some WT and was considering joining a new friend of mine in VRchat but I wasn't sure I was social enough today. After playing for a bit, I made the decision to treat myself to some self pleasure. I was worried it would interfere with DS time but she seemed busy so I went for it. It was nice, I went into it in the headspace of making sure I felt great throughout. I don't usually do that I guess. Afterward I started dinner and did end up joining on that acquaintance. She was watching season 6 of this Outlander show which she told me all about. I could only stay for about 5 minutes because I wanted to Just Dance with DS. Just Dance was great today because dancing felt right in this headspace of mine. I figured out what I need today and maybe the last few days was just to empathize and listen to others. I did that by asking questions about that show. I did that by dancing and paying extra attention to how the dancers actually move. I kept doing it by asking DS about her day and stuff like usual. She was in a funny mood and I really wanted to ask her about that stuff too but I felt nervous. I just need to listen to others and I wish I figured that out sooner in the day. If I still feel the same way tomorrow I'll know what to do. DS and I did out puzzles, finished the second Monster High book, and I beat Hades in KH2.
Today I thought a lot about the ego and kept asking myself if I am acting/thinking from a character I'm portraying or from my true self. I kept asking myself "who is noticing that?" every now and then because often times it makes me realize I am here and present regardless of how I feel or what I think I'm doing or what I think I should be doing or who I should be.
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Exploring the CBD - Auckland Week 2
Saturday, December 2
Today, I moved from my AirBnb in Mt Eden to a hostel in Auckland's CBD. My AirBnb hosts were kind enough to allow me to leave my luggage past check-out time, so I went for a delicious ham and cheese croissant and a flat white before heading out for a bit of a walk around. Because I had so much luggage with me, I grabbed an Uber to the YMCA hostel and got there an hour or so before I could really check in. But that's okay! I was able to drop my bags and spend time in the common area until my room was ready. I was staying in a six-bed mixed dorm, which was a new experience for me, as I usually only stay in women's dorms.
After I settled in, I wandered down to the wharf and around the CBD, just looking at all there was to see on the way to the shore and on the way back. I saw the big Christmas tree at the town hall, the ocean, and some great street art! I spent a bunch of time in the common room at the hostel, simply because the dorm room had so little available space, and there was almost always someone sleeping! It wasn't my favorite place to stay. I was on the top bunk, which is never my preference, and the beds were the old metal bunks that kind of creak and move when you move. And, unfortunately, there were no outlets that were at the top bunk level! So I just made sure to charge up my phone in the evening before going to bed and tried to do it in the morning before leaving for the day. You win some, you lose some I suppose.
Sunday, December 3
Today, I had an interview in the morning for a reception position at one of the hostels nearby. I had applied before arriving in New Zealand, and they had told me to reach out when I landed. Although I had reached out immediately, it had taken until now for them to really get back to me. It was a bit rainy, but a short walk, so I donned my raincoat, grabbed a white chocolate raspberry croissant and a flat white, and made my way. The interview went well - but what I didn't write about last week was that after I gave real intense thought to the street fundraising job, it occurred to me that I didn't feel like Auckland was a place that I wanted to spend a lot of my time.
My initial inclination was to go to NZ, travel around the country for a while, see if somewhere felt like a good place to settle, and then settle there. But what I neglected to plan for was that I would be arriving in NZ in peak travel season - just as we're going into Christmas and summer, when the kids are out of school and families are going on vacation. As such, I switched it around and decided that at least for a while, I should settle in one place and aim to travel once peak travel season was over. So even as I went to the interview at the hostel, I had already started looking at flights to Christchurch, started looking at flats, and applied to a few jobs. But I decided to go the interview anyway, just to see how it went. The job requested a minimum eight week commitment to stay and provided accommodations paid for by your first nine hours of work.
After my interview, I was supposed to go to a Christmas market with Meg, but when she arrived a bit before I did, she said that it wasn't really there. Because of the rain, we are guessing that maybe they packed up early. So instead, we decided to grab some food at a nearby restaurant. This was in the viaduct area, which was over by the wharf.
Monday, December 4
When I was staying with Richard and Melanie, Mel told me about this app called "Foodprint." It's a play on food's environmental footprint, so it is a way for restaurants (especially cafes and bakeries) to list their food that didn't sell from the day before for a discount. So, I ordered a few assorted "cruffins" (croissant muffins) from Luna Bakery (which I ordered from a few times) and went for a stroll down the central business district. The morning's flavors were pandan coconut and matcha white chocolate.
While I was there, I saw the Smith & Caughey's Christmas display, which was a twelve days of Christmas theme. I also caught a glimpse of an absolutely massive cruise ship and a white house pub. Then I had some butter chicken as part of my red and green meal for the day.
Tuesday, December 5
After not hearing back from ANZ, the bank with which I initially applied for an account, I had decided to put in an application with BNZ. They got back to me within a day, so I needed to go in to a branch with my passport so they could finalize the account. I decided to go out to the Newmarket branch, because one of the people I interviewed with at the hostel had said that people had said it was a quick process. Sure enough, five minutes later I had a newly minted account. I decided to pop by the Newmarket Westfield mall to explore.
The Christmas decorations in all the malls/shopping centers were truly next level. There were decorations around every corner! And they had so many soft seating areas in the middle of the mall too! Perfect for the people who are waiting for their group to finish shopping. We should have more of those. I popped in the Le Creuset store, just to check it out. I was kind of wondering what the prices would be in NZ, sheesh they are high! I stopped to get a salad for lunch (a bit of a redo of the red and green food from yesterday). When Meg and I had gone out on Sunday, she had ordered a salad and had commented a few times how leafy it was. I kind of laughed her off because it's a salad! Of course it's leafy. But then I had a salad and oh. my. god. was that a leafy salad. Like, the predominant flavor is just LEAF. I don't know if it's because Americans have different lettuce? Douse our salads in dressing? Have more flavorful dressing? But I had to basically choke my way through it. In fact, Meghan, Erin, and Mom can attest that I was still eating it over an hour later when I got back to my hostel to watch our weekly Masked Singer.
Then, as I was getting ready for bed, I realized I had cosplayed the whole day as Dora the Explorer, backpack and all.
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What's the Portuguese for "willy-nilly"?
July 12th, 2009
This weekend we played our sole European festival of this year in Lisbon, Portugal. This was our first ever show in Portugal, so was exciting for that reason alone. It was also a rare situation where we arrived in the city the day before the gig, so we actually had time to do stuff and see sights, which was a rare and very welcome treat. Here are some snaps and notes on the weekend.
We departed from Bristol airport on Friday morning. This meant leaving Cardiff at 4:40AM. Myself and Neil had slept for just a single hour. In hindsight, it seems we may still have been drunk by the time we checked in.
Ollie’s had a haircut and looks really buff(er) as a result. I described him as looking like Tom Cruise in Top Gun, which, as the above photo attests, is completely accurate. Here Ollie is watching Late Of The Pier play and giving a “thumbs up” gesture to the words “Super Bock” behind him. Super Bock is a Portugese lager, popular with English football hooligans, like ourselves. We allowed our song Death To Los Campesinos! to be used in an advertisment for it. This works out really well for everybody involved, because
a) We get a bit of dosh, and people in Portugal have hard of us, so we get to do this festival.
b) Super Bock gets a top quality pop tune to go on its advert
c) You get to see this picture of Ollie.
The next day, prior to our pop concert, a group of five of us set off into Lisbon to see the sights and get sun burnt. Usually I don’t like sight seeing, I prefer Football Manager, but I had some big transfer deadline based decisions to mull over, and thought the fresh air would do me some good. Here, I can be seen posing with a big poster advertising Cristiano Ronaldo. I believe it was a succesful advertising campaign as he has, of course, been sold. Note that I am mimicking Ollie’s above pose.
We walked for ‘bloody miles’ in the search of Lisboa’s castle. When we arrived, we stopped at a lovely little cafe for sustenance. Ollie, Tom and Neil had a custard tart each. See above.
We walked past a house which had this little bird cage nailed to the side of it. Lovely stuff. This is something I’d definitely like to see more of.
The castle was home to some incredible views. Well worth the blagged two and a half Euro entry, thanks to our expired Student cards.
This is Ollie stood next to a sunflower. I’m very lucky that Ollie is always very happy to humour my near constant requests that he pose for photos.
On the way back, after the metro ride, we saw a poster with our name on it. As you can see, the line up on our day was sadly rather uninspired. I would have liked to have seen Lykke Li and Black Eyed Peas, but in the end I was far too drunk/tired to stick around. Mainland Europe parties far too late for me.
Our concert was a lot of fun. We played a lot better than we should have, considering the minimal practise time we had before hand, and the crowd was incredibly lovely. Got some good football banter in during the set, we totally hammed up the Super Bock business, and my foot went through the stage. Saw something similar on 999 once and the fella lost his leg, so I got off lightly, al in all.
This morning, at a civilised time, for a change, we flew back to Bristol. Ellen’s a big kinder egg fan. She bought a three pack, and this was one of her gifts. Whilst I was taking this photograph, the arriving flight disembarked and from it emerged CARDIFF CITY FOOTBALL CLUB!! Serious. Whilst I was taking this photo, Tom was laughing because apparently some ginger lad who plays for them gave me a dirty look, either for sitting on the floor, or taking this photo, or for not being ginger, I assume. Couldn’t say. Anybody know who he might have been?
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Transcript, HUMAN-1 and HUMAN-14
Day 120
1: “Note to self: this unit is experiencing rust in the marked part, check the other LIFE units for similar rust conditions. EXT-43, please run through gyro-calibration again.”
[Request to connect: HUMAN-14]
[Call connected.]
14: “What do you do all day?”
1: “I’m doing great 14, thanks for asking.”
14: “Sure sure but like, what do you do?”
1: “Fix shit, mostly. Currently just recalibrating an EXT unit that got knocked out a bit too hard.”
14: “Is it rude if I say it’s boring?”
1: “A little.”
14: “It’s boring.”
1: “You’re the one bugging me, squirt. And good job EXT-43, confirm there’s no other internal warnings? Good. Go back to your station.”
14: “How many more do you have tonight?”
1: “No one else is urgent, but I might test out HOME-4 to make sure its servers are updating with the new conversations its happening. There’s always scavenging, too, for more parts.”
14: “Can’t believe the end of the world has so much work.”
1: “What’re you complaining about, kid? Aren’t you just doing some gardening and fucking around with the others?”
14: “Excuse you, I’m a radio engineer, 23 said so.”
1: “The radio?”
14: “Yeah, the scrambled radio transmission.”
1: “You’re the one making progress on it?”
14: “Yeah! My dad and I did ham radio, so I know about it.”
1: “Well shit kid, hope they’re paying you.”
14: “They sure aren’t. But uh… 23 said they’d talk to you guys about it.”
1: “What about it?”
14: “It’s from the Bay area.”
1: “Did the bot figure out which signal yet?”
14: “No… but I mean it takes a while to prepare for something like communicating back with them, or even, you know, visiting them.”
1: “Visiting them is a bit of a pipe dream kid. That part of the coast’s a while away. And there’s no reason to - we’ve got a lot of work to do here.”
14: “... Do you think the mission’s going to go well?”
1: “Yes.”
14: “Really? Even though the last ones went bad?”
1: “38 didn’t fail.”
14: “Yeah but like… all the others before it did. So why would this be any different.”
1: “Because 3 is with them.”
14: “And 3’s that good?”
1: “Well, 3 damn well better not leave without saying goodbye.”
14: “So like… you’re hoping everything’s okay?”
1: “What else do we have to do? I can’t do much from here, except fix some more bots.”
14: “We could always leave if 39 fails.”
1: “Leave - where? The coast?”
14: “Yeah. It… really looks like they have things going well there. And nothing works here - we can’t even go back to our homes and it’s just shit - there’s so much to do and -”
1: “Kid.”
14: “What?”
1: “Listen. That just isn’t going to happen, okay? Not unless literally nothing else works, or we have nothing left to do. I’m sure those coastal bastards don’t have it any better than we do, they’re just putting out their little message and getting by just like we are. We’re from here. This is our city - we’ve gotta try at least.”
14: “God you sound like 18.”
1: “Maybe it’s because for once, he’s got a point.”
14: “Whatever.”
1: “Things okay back in the living units?”
14: “You literally live 2 doors down. When you bother to come home, I mean.”
1: “Sleep’s for the weak, kid, we’ve got shit to do.”
14: “HOME-4 would disagree.”
1: “HOME-4 isn’t my mother. But anyways it’s about you - you’re out of the living area pretty frequently too. Is 18 treating you alright?”
14: “He’s fine.”
1: “Just fine?”
14: “Fine. I’m not here for a session. Just… think about it. Maybe we don’t actually have to fix everything and we can… leave.”
1: “Go to bed 14.”
[Caller Disconnected]
[End of Transmission]
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