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Picture Perfect

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📷💖TAGS: Short but San is veryyy sweet 🌸Lots of fluffy fluff 🎀, mention of oral and masturbation, a lil bunny kink action 🐰 slight smut, and San as a dig bick nerd 🤓!

📷💖PAIRING: Nerd!San x Neutral!Reader, HOT!San x Photographer!Reader

📷💖WORD COUNT: 5.2k

📷💖A/N: I hope to push out more content soon. College has been a major setback for me but there are a lot of drafts in the making!

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As you pounce around your apartment, you manage to grab the things you need for your class's reunion party tonight.

Your best friend was the host and had requested for you to take pictures as you used to do in your school days. You were so good that the school had asked you to take everyone’s picture for the graduating year.

After that, in your early adult life, your career of picture taking didn’t escalate to where you thought it be after all these years.

It was difficult being your own boss as vague as that sounds. Your clients can be unreasonable at times, and your schedule is always tight.

Luckily for tonight, you’ve managed to get your shoots done early today in perfect alignment with the later occasion.

Upon arriving, it was convenient for you to obtain a reserved spot in your best friend's 12-car garage. In other words, you would’ve had a hell of a walk carrying bulky camera equipment across a road of a walkway to a five-story mansion.

You felt proud that your friend had managed to acquire such an easy-going and luxurious lifestyle. Even if you were still working toward that point yourself, you still felt a sense of accomplishment as their dear friend.

With your parking spot you could enter the house from an alternate entrance, the quiet concrete space sounded still compared to what was going on inside.

It’s been a while since you've seen everyone. You were nervous spite of the fact, but you were always on good terms with your peers.

You take a deep breath and slung your tripod over your back, and adjust the camera pack on your shoulders. You turn the door knob and enter what was the back door to one of the kitchens.

It wasn’t long until you had recognized a few people who had already recognized you.

To your disposition, you were adruptly stopped into a general conversation. It was about 7 minutes long in a discussion of the progressions you’ve made in life with your former classmates.

You were saved from diving into a new topic of discussion when your best friend had walked in.

…

“Hey you! Why didn’t you tell me you were here?!”

A breath of relief releases from your lungs as she stood there in a bedazzling dress, looking like the brightest super star in the whole oversized house.

Well I would have but as you can see, I got caught up, you communicate with kind eyes.

“I guess it slipped my mind. I’m just excited to see everyone again tonight.”

As your best friend, she could obviously read your nervousness and could tell that the initial conversation made you feel overwhelmed.

Especially with heavy pounds of camera equipment crushing into your entire backside.

“Well hurry and come further inside so I can help you set everything up! That way you can take those pictures and mingle for a bit.”

You nod and follow her out to the kitchen to the central area of the party to set everything up in shape. Her immediate action was to take the tripod off your back while you set up everything from the duffle bagged camera pack on your shoulder.

“You’re too nice. You need to let people know what’s convienent in your time, like those arrogant clients you have.”

“Well you know I’m a people pleaser. My whole job centralizes around people.”

“I understand that. She says, snapping the locks of the tripods legs in place. “But never forget that you are a person too.”

No matter what anyone said that was envious of your friend's success, she always remained to be true to the person she was to you and better.

You finish by plugging in the ring light to illuminate your background. As tonight is a reunion, you came up with the bright idea of recreating Polaroid cards that everyone loved you for in your school years.

It was a regular white background, but your decorative expertise made the printed Polaroid photos look anything but regular.

What made you adore your friend even more was that most of your former classmates brought in those photos, in perfect condition, and to keep them after all these years made you gleam at your best friend from across the room.

After many reminiscent discussions, catching up, and strings of sticky glued mess from decorating, you were ready to call it wraps for the night to “mingle”- as your friend suggested.

Truthfully, you didn’t know how to mingle without photography being involved. As if someone had read your mind to prevent you from becoming a disaster of yourself, you heard your name before you pulled the ring lights plug.

“Hey! It’s great that you still do this kind of thing, I always knew this was meant for you.”

You watch as he walks into the light, glowing apart from the dim party lights.

Choi San, the school’s nerdy sweet boy that made your heart throb. He wasn’t any other girl's trope, but that only meant better for you to have him for yourself. But you were always hesitant to let him know how you felt. Even now.

“Choi San?”

“Don’t tell me you didn’t recognize me…”

You flicker your eyes up and down as you take in his black and white suit and tie. He always overdressed for any occasion, but that was one of many things you loved most about him. Not to mention, the boldness of his comb-over hot pink hair.

“No- it just- you grew up so well.”

"As did you.”

He smirks at you so hard to the point that a dimple comes into view in a small shadow due to the works of lighting.

“Yeah, I guess photography was always my way of capturing life with my eyes. It’s great that I can look at everyone when I want and relive those memories.”

Besides the fact that it takes you back to way back when, it makes you weak to the knees from the way he looks so good now, his intense gaze makes you overthink every word you said.

“Oh wait- that sounds really odd right?”

His smile grows larger, and another dimple is engraved in his slim cheekbones underneath the light. “I like odd. It’s boring when things are casual, and even.”

He walks past you and goes behind the camera to analyze your setup. He nods his head in approval with his hands in his pockets, then slides another one out to tap on the stool. “Mind if I do?”

“No. Not at all.”

“Thanks.”

You make your way back behind the camera to take his picture, secretly trapped by his beauty in your viewfinder.

His smile never came back down in any subtle way, which made you eager to just kiss him right there.

“Your teeth are nice but, can we recreate your old picture and just use your lips? Maybe… poke out a dimple?”

“Uh yeah… sure thing." He closes his mouth, smirking directly at you at first before you had to redirect his eyesight to the camera lens. You managed to capture his essence in a still frame with a final click. “My teeth are nice hm?”

“Um yeah… they’re nice”, you mumble, completely nerve-wracked. “It’s a bit of a shame though, but maybe we can use it for another photo." You awkwardly walk sideways to print out the photo as you transfer it from your friend's laptop. “Here’s your pic.”

He looks at the pic in his strong hands, standing back up again with a smile wide as he looks back up at you, slipping the smaller image into his front blazer pocket.

“Sounds like a plan.” If it wasn’t so quick you would’ve caught his glance at your lips, but yet you couldn’t even register that fact he’s talking to you now. “So, you still decorate Polaroids?”

“No, not really! It’s just for the occasion. It’s kind of out of style now so…”

“Oh no it’s totally in now! But no matter who else does it, I always said Y/n started it, and they do it best!”

“Awe thanks. You’re so kind, as always.”

Another smirk of his sly on by, a one-sided one that could potentially do more damage than the normal one. He wands his finger in the air, referring to the space around you. “See you around?”

“Yeah”, you nod. “I’ll be ‘mingling’ in just a few minutes.”

San breathes out a light chuckle, looking you up and down without hiding it before turning to walk away.

…

It didn’t take you long to pack things up as it does to set things up, but from your previous interaction, it made you more nervous to get out into the crowd.

With your luck, as you venture off to find your best friend, you walk into a drinking game in one of her family rooms, decorated with gold strobe lights illuminating the vintage furniture. She started it, of course, and you see San again, standing tall and relaxed on a back wall while everyone else is seated in a circle.

You approach the circle slowly, and yet your best friend manages to sense your presence. She turns around and opens her arms to bring you in to join the game.

Spin the bottle, it was.

Even as grown adults, here you are, still playing childish games.

San then decided to join as well. He taps on someone else’s shoulder to sit right across from you.

“This is for all the single people, your friend whispers, “…this is your chance to finally just go for it!”

You begin to scold her in response, but it startles you when everyone begins to drum roll on the ground for suspense. The bottle gets spun and starts turning in rapid rotations.

San finds comfort in making eye contact with you. You were the only ones not drumming on the ground, or cheering in excitement.

As some sort of messed up fate would decide, the battle lands between you…and San.

“Well look at that”, a random classmate says, “…the two smart kids, Y/n and San!”

“If you don’t kiss, you have to feed each other a shot!”, a classmate shouts.

Without any thought, you immediately grab onto a shot glass from the middle table and pour it up for the both of you, all the way to the very top.

San follows your lead as you hand him a filled shot glass, rising on your knees.

All you had to do was pour the drink into each other's mouths. A simple task, but the fact that it was San made you slow to understand.

“I got it.” San grabs hold of your wrist with his gentle touch using his free hand. He places the rim of the shot on his rose-pink bottom lip, then nods at you to do the same.

You begin to follow him then, and when he gives you the signal, you tip the drinks upward into each other's mouth as you both tilt your head backward.

The strong scent of liquor infiltrated your nostrils through the wrong pipe, causing you to start having a coughing fit, and accidentally pulling San down on top of you.

“Sorry!”, you both say unanimously.

He rises from atop of you to pull you back up, but you are already quick enough on your own to scoot back into your spot.

“Well!”, your best friend suits from beside you, “the tension in here is suffocating!” She looks at you, reading over the bloodshot redness on your face. “Say y/n, are you okay with taking a group photo for everyone?”

“Y-yeah”, you stutter, “of course.”

“Great!”, she claps. “We should all take one.” She points to the area behind her while looking at everyone on the floor, “On the couch everybody!”

Everyone uncrosses their legs with moans and groans from the stiffness, one of the naturalist things that comes with your age.

“Oh! I need some time to set up still, it’s sort of dark in here.”, you explain while standing up.

“I can help you.”

You look to follow the voice of San, seated on the edge of the couch with drunk girls tossing themselves all over him.

“You don’t have to, you can just- stay right there.”

“It’s okay love… I insist.”

“AWEEEEE!”, the girls whine, forever being allured by San’s sweet heart and his looks.

Conversation between your classmates had naturally begun to pick up again. The task of setting everything up was two times quicker, but with the underlying tension, it felt longer.

As he isn’t too familiar with cameras, Choi San followed your lead once again.

Your hands occasionally touched as small murmured apologies would simultaneously be spoken between the two of you.

You were so immersed that you didn’t even notice your friend grinning as she watched. It was like watching you two as kids all over again.

When you had finally set everything up, you both rose from the floor at the same time, thumping each other's heads.

“Ouch!”, you exclaimed.

“Sorry.”, you both say.

“Hey, Sannie! Come sit with us for the picture!”, the girls scream, messily waving him over as they struggle to make room for another.

You step back to hide behind the camera, snapping threads of photos when everyone is ready to select the best ones for later.

“Y/n!”, your friend yells. “…you’ve gotta get in at least one of these!”

“Oh, no.”, you shake your head. “I don’t think there’s any spots left for me on the couch left anyway”

“You can have my spot.”, San calls you to again.

“It’s okay. I’ll stand behind the couch… it’s not that big of a deal.”

“AWEEEEEE!”, the girls whine again.

“I will too then.”

“AWWWWWWEEEEE!”, they whine obviously for another time.

“Okay, that’s enough everyone! Your friend sits in an annoyed tone. “Are you ready Y/n?”

“Yeah, one sec. You run behind the camera and run being the couch holding up a 3 with your fingers. “Alright, Reunion on 3!”, your friend announces.

“1, 2, 3. REUNION!”

You feel an arm snake around your shoulder, and you naturally grabbed on to it for the picture. One thing you hate as a photographer was noticing yourself in awkward tension in photos. So you’ve trained yourself not to be.

After the picture though, you felt like melting into the floor so you didn’t have to move forth with embarrassing yourself with Choi San tonight, you were consciously trying your best to bring up a plausible excuse.

“Was that okay? I apologize.”

“No you’re so fine. I mean- no- trust me, it’s fine.”

“Are you sure?”, he questions, looking over the mixed expression on your features. “It kind of happened naturally, but if it made you feel weird then-”

“I grabbed onto your arm anyhow, so if you wanna be real here, we both did it without checking on the other.”, you state with shrugged arms. “You see, we’re even.”

He closes the space and walks up to you and grabs your hand. “I like odd. It’s boring when things are casual, and even.”

“If you’re okay with it, I like to take you to someplace else. It’s walking distance, so don’t be wary.”

“Sure.” You look around to see everyone falling on their faces. “I could use some fresh air.”

You walk arm-in-arm across the city’s bridge with pretty city lights, and yet you're still confused about which view you like best with a beautiful man at your side.

He abruptly stops in his footsteps to unlink your arms, pulling his smartphone out of his pocket.

“If it’s okay”, he looks down, flipping his phone in his hand with nervousness, …"I want to take a picture of you at this moment. I feel like- as much as you take pictures-you hardly capture the beautiful moments with just yourself.”

You blink at him rapidly in astonishment, luckily for you, the occasional strong wind was enough reason to blame if you cried.

“That’s okay, thank you for that.”

He nods with a smile, encouraging you to pose against the railing in front of the waters and sky-high bright light buildings.

“You make the camera look good!”, he shouts, eyes being covered by the phone but his dimples peak with his toothy smile.

After a few minutes, you push off the railing, and San stands up to show you the results. It was fair for a beginner you thought, but the fact that it was San who took it made your heart pick up in pace. You looked at peace with yourself.

You take San’s place after reviewing your pictures and give him pro tips. During his photo shoot, you offered him poses which he perfected on his first try. Simply because he was so perfect.

At the end, he struts toward you, even when the camera isn’t on him he looks like a model.

“The camera makes me look good.”, he says reviewing your photos.

“You don’t need a camera for that silly, you’re right in front of me!”

“I mean…”, your cheeks bloom again with red as you smack yourself in the head.

He grins wide again, coming to stand by your side to watch over the city. “Even with this amazing view, you shined brighter than all of it.”

“Wow-um, Thank you, you’re so kind to me San.”

“Don’t mention it.”

A few cars passed, but in between that was peaceful silence as you and San continued to watch the bright lights, buildings, and stars.

“You ready to go back sweetheart? It’s getting late, and I don’t want to keep you up if you have clients to attend to in the morning.”

It broke you a little bit to hear that even San knew you were a workaholic.

“Actually, I’m free all of tomorrow as well. I didn't know how intense the party scene would be, and I didn’t want to take any chances.”

“You didn’t drink all too much, did you?” His tone is guardian-like, an ounce of concern pours within every word.

“Not really. How about you?”

“Maybe one or two, but I really finished neither.”

“So… we’re both good to drive home then.”

For some reason the peaceful silence grows into awkwardness and shame.

“You live nearby?”, San whispers.

“Nope, it’s a couple of hours for me. I’m thinking about crashing at a ‘tel tonight. I don’t want to get lost trying to find her bathroom in the middle of the night.”, you point to the way of the party, referring to your best friend.

A hearty chuckle leaves his mouth as it bounces with his broad shoulders. “That’s really far.”, he acknowledges, …”and I completely understand that but…I have a spare bedroom if you’re up for it. It’s reserved for family and friends only- nothing weird.”

There were a lot more pros than cons you thought, but high school you would’ve thought otherwise. But your adults now, where’s the harm in going over a friend's house?

“I’ll take you up on that, I could save the money.”

“Sounds great.”, he says, holding out his arms for you to grab onto with your own, “I can save you gas too, and drive you back to get your car in the morning.”

“You would do that for me?”

“I would.”

…

Even if he changed on the outside the inside of his apartment showcased how much of a dweeb he still was and you loved it.

He walked you into the room you’d be sleeping in which was a slight contrast of his dweebiness but it still shows his personality nonetheless.

For pajamas, he handed you a t-shirt with the cutest Pokémon character on it and some black sweats. When you came out of the room from changing, you followed the alluring smoke of delicious aroma from the kitchen to find him sautéing a stir fry.

He changed from his formal suit to the casual wear of his black tee shirt and black sweats. But to you, it was anything but casual, because how can such a man look so sexy in something so basic as plain black clothing?

“It smells amazing in here, I’m actually starving.”

“There’s plenty enough for you here sweetheart. What kind of person would I be not to feed my guest?”

“I appreciate it. You’re the sweetest.”

“Of course.”, he moves away from the stove to hand you your plate as you both move into his living room to watch the movie you selected. “We will reserve dessert for later.”

It had been twenty-something minutes since the movie began and you couldn’t recap on what happened if San asked you to.

Dessert was severed right after dinner as promised, but was it wrong for you to want something else more?

“I’ll guess I’ll head to bed now”, you muttered, “thank you for everything, from taking me home and cooking a delicious meal.”

“Of course. He gets up from the couch as you do, “I’ll head to bed now too.”

“Good night, San.”, you wave from across the hall.

“Good night, Y/n.”, he doesn’t shut his door until after you do, which was a little intense because you kept gawking at him.

You can admit that everything was perfect. The bed was at the perfect standard between hard and soft, the sheets were clean, and the room was tidy and smelled nice. But later that night you couldn’t sleep, so you go to check on San to see if he was still awake.

You don’t think to knock on his door in case you might wake him up from good sleep.

However, what you didn’t expect was him sitting up in his bed with a night light and glasses reading manga.

When you come in he’s flustered and throwing the book somewhere across the room while he tosses his glasses on his nightstand.

“Sorry! I thought you were asleep!”

You rush to close the door and San struggles to reach you as his ankles get tangled from the sheets covering his bed.

“Wait, it’s okay!” You open the door slightly with only one eye in appearance, idolizing San’s unbelievable frame. “Is everything all right? Did you need anything?”, he says in a rushed tone.

“I just-honestly, my nerves are bad and it’s hard for me to settle in at other people’s houses.”

“Oh! I’m sorry.”, he grabs a blanket from his bed to reveal another one, moving to stand in front of the edge, and closer to you. “You can take the bed in here if that’s better for you. I’ll make a pallet on the floor.”

“No that’s okay!” You wave him off between the cracks. “Maybe I’m just paranoid.”

“I promise, it’s alright.” He walks much closer to you now, taking his grip on the door and opening it wide to your exposure. “Please…I insist.”

You walk into the room, looking between the hard wooden floor and his fluffy bed which was also dressed in black. “How about we just share the bed San, that way no one has to be uncomfortable?”

You’re both adults… you can handle it, right?

“Um sure, yeah. He tries the cover back down onto the mattress as you close the door behind you. “If you’re comfortable.”

“I am, are you?”

“Yes.”, he confirms, then settling in as he sits up, waiting on you to join in.

“Good.”

You make your way in and San turns off his nightlight to finally get some rest, the both of you turning in the opposite of ways.

Unexpectedly though, you both turn opposite again at the same time, and your lips become magnetic in an inevitable connection.

You both pull away on your last breaths, gazing into the other's eyes, and pulling your bodies closer.

“Can I tell you something?”, you both whisper at the same time.

“You first.”, you both say again.

San takes the initiative to start before you this time, hovering his hand above your cheek in which you take hold of as soon as the opportunity presents itself. “I’ve been waiting to do that since high school.”

“Me too”, you confess. “I think…no- I know I like you.”

His eyes brighten and he begins caressing your soft flesh. “Same here.” In seconds you begin kissing again, never ending until before you take each other's breaths away.

It actually began to escalate into something more afterward. You both felt like you had to continue touching the other in one way or more.

San began to pull the plug as he stopped himself from pulling your shirt over your head. “I uh… we don’t have to-”

You immediately silence him with a kiss, pulling the remainder of your shirt that was left on your body yourself. “I want to with you, please.”

“Why would i ever say no to you?” San moves over on top of you, trying to get to know your body more from its every angle. “Where do you want me?”, he asks, mainly because he’s unsure where to start himself.

“Anywhere and everywhere, please?” Your reach up to touch a long strand of pink behind his hair and smooth your fingers along his jawline.

“Anything for you my sweet.”

He then makes the move to firstly bend down and kiss you on the head, making his way down directly to where your pleasure erects.

“Wait!”, you whisper above what was considered normal, startling San you come to a complete halt. “Glasses.”

He scoffs and climbs his way back up to your face. “Don’t tell me you have a kink for glasses.”

“Only when you put them on”, you sensually remark. “It makes you look even more delectable.”

“Is that so?”, he devilishly grins, “Hand them over here then.”

He slides on glasses as he looks deep into your eyes. Embodying the nature of a DILF like no other, perhaps that’s another kink you only have with him.

San moves downward again to your sex, pursuing straight into action. With the skills of his lips and tongue, her was able to suck, twirl, and eat every bit right out of you until his glasses are smeared with your cum, and your legs are quivering in instability.

“So it’s true”, you mumble, sucking back in every breath you give out. “…nerdy boys do give the best head. I wonder if the big dick part is true or not.”, you grin, letting your sex drive take wheel off every previous challenge.

San lets up and pulls onto the string that flatters his waist, pulling the down as the fabric loosens and stretches. “I’ll let you be the judge of that.”

His shirt selfishly covers him with he reveals himself to you, sticking up hard underneath black cotton. But he reads your desperate expression and relieves your mind, taking his shirt off to sire him all to you.

“Holy fuck.”

San leans down to your ear and lightly kisses its outer shell, while the tip of his meaty cock taps on your abdomen.

“What do you think my love? Are the rumors true?”

He pulls apart from you and you follow the front of his face, shaking your head in disbelief. “I think they underestimated you.”

“Good answer, you’re not as dumb of a bunny as I’d thought you’d be.”

Your breath hitches from the ticklish feeling your body shivers from in hindsight. “B-b-bunny?”

“That’s right baby, that’s what I’ll call you, my little cock hopper.” San flips you over to leave you the role of being top, and yet he takes the lead by plunging his dick right into your sweet spot.

“Oh my- fuck!” Your eyes flutter as your mouth gapes open wide, gripping on his sheets and printing your claws.

He wastes no time to push in and out of you. Your beauty has driven him to insanity. But your noises and cuteness brought him over the very edge.

“Bunny do you know? unghhhh- how many times I- gosh- got a hard on in class and had to go to the bathroom- shit- because of you?”

“No, I’m sorry”, you whine. “Did you ever-fuck- do it? Rub it off?”

He growls at your inquiry, thrusting in hard and much deeper than before, forcing you to jerk forward. “Did I?”, he laughs darkly, “Why do you think I was nowhere to be found every lunch period? You think I was eating on the floor-arghhh-somewhere?”

“I would’ve assumed so but..if you needed my help Sannie, then you could’ve just asked y’know?”

“You would’ve did that for me Bunny?”, he whimpers, reaching up to caress your unattended skin.

“I would’ve Sannie. That cafeteria food was nothing to miss out on anyhow.”

The both of you laugh from the recall of freezer burnt fries and overcooked pizza.

“Fuck, bunny. I wished I would’ve talk to you sooner.”

“We can make up for lost time, Sannie.”

“Have you ever thought about us being together? He starts to thrust slower, eager to hear your thoughts. Like… in a relationship?”

“I always have too”, you conquer. Even now.”

He almost comes to full-stop, gazing up at you with furrowed brows and lost eyes. “Will you be mine then Y/n, please?”

For the first time tonight, you show your teeth with a wide smile. “With pleasure.”

The two of you meet halfway in a warm kiss. San starts to pick up his pace again, faster and harder, plunging into your hole as he holds onto your neck so you can never let go.

Your releases and his collide together like a shockwave, leaving you both to just collapse on one another and breathless.

“You’re mine now, no take back-sees, he teases, kissing your red-hot flustered cheek.

“I’ve waited this long Sannie”, you say lifting your upper body to smooth wet hair from his forehead to uncover the handsomeness that is his precious face. “As if I would ever.”

…

In his bed you lie peaceful and calm, deblocking the things you wish you would’ve done with the beautiful things you have.

It made you come up with the idea as you tap on San’s muscle-tight arm to be released from your waist, to which he whined and babbled about.

You bend down to retrieve your clothes that was left discarded at his bedside to fish into your pockets.

You pulled out the pink tube and applied it to your lips, then went into San’s front blazer pocket to find his Polaroid.

San has watched you carefully from the lipstick to the point where you kissed his picture. One on the cheek, the other, on his neck.

“Is that a decoration for my Polaroid?”

“One of them, I’m not done yet”, you giggle.

You began to write, ‘SO HOT’ and ‘call me!’ with your new phone number attached. Around the border, you added pink hearts to compliment his hair and complete the image.

“There, now it’s done.” He sits up as you tilt the picture in his direction. “What do you think?”

He grabs onto the square laminated photo, evaluating every design. “Nobody does it like you baby. It’s picture perfect.”

…

The night continued on with you giggling with San as you shared your embarrassing crush stories with each other, contemplating why the hell you both didn’t say anything sooner.

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A/N: This was so fun to create! I hope to post more stories soon! 💞

Much love,

xoxo

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drunkenlionwrites · 7 months

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Hey!! ❤️❤️❤️

I was thinking about Syzoth's request, because I thought about something like the pregnant reader and Syzoth's fears of losing another family or replacing the one he lost.

Syzoth's frustration when he found out and how overprotective he would be.

I love reading your stories ☺️

Hi hi nonnie! Thank you for the idea. You've been first to ask, and I am happy to oblige. It was fun to write after not writing any drabbles for some time. 💖💖 Warnings: a bit of angst, diluted by fluff, fem-bodied but g/n reader, ptsd, mentions of Syzoth's deceased family.

You’ve been noticing the changes in Syzoth’s behavior for quite some time. Where he has been cautious – he became anxious. Where he has been protective – he became overbearing. Sometimes it ended in him viciously glaring at anyone who approached you or occupied your attention for a bit longer than needed in his opinion, which was the opposite of what you would’ve expected of him – a forever approachable friend of all. He shrugged off your concerns when you raised any, but you couldn’t stop observing how anxious he became with anything concerning you specifically as Syzoth’s never been as tense overprotective mere months ago. Even now, lying beside you in the safety of your shared bed his face is marred with a deep frown, his brows frequently twitching.

Rolling over, you press your index finger to his forehead in between the brows and gently stoke it up and down, trying to soothe your lover without waking him up. It seemed to work since the expression on his face softened at least to a degree.

What is going on in that worrisome head of yours, m? You murmured to yourself, continuing to look over your Zaterran as he was deep in a now peaceful sleep. Stopping your movements, you lay your head onto his chest and close your eyes, deciding to go back into slumber, listening to his slow and steady heartbeat. You feel the man shift and both of his arms are sliding up your body to press you even closer to him.

‘T's nice to feel you’re here with me’ he half whispers, making you raise your head to face him. ‘Bad dreams?’ you inquire carefully. It makes him stiffen a bit, but he sighs with a reply ‘Not that bad. Just…reminders for me to be more cautious’ You can’t stop yourself from huffing at this. ‘More cautious? You are practically a walking security camera lately. Syzoth, is…is something burdening you? You know I am here to share your burdens? You can tell me. Please…I’ve been worried about you’ Squeezing you gently, he presses his lips to the crown of your head, his hands roaming up and down your upper body to comfort both you and him, most likely.

‘Well…it would be silly of me to deny this forever, but to be honest, I am scared, my love.’ Clearing his throat, he continues: ‘Sometimes…I…do see the demise of my former spouse and child brought by Shang Tsung. And it was me who failed them. It was me, who underestimated the threat which Shang Tsung posed, it was me who failed to secure my family in the first hand and me again, who failed to save them in the end…’ You want to interrupt his self-loathsome speech, yet at the same time you stop yourself and silently listen out what makes your lover be so on edge.

‘This time I can’t let this happen. I’ll be stronger, I’ll be more vigilant. I’ll be vicious when needed…but you both…that is…I mean, us both. We will be safe. Even if it means skipping on some sleep or losing a few skittish friends. You are what is important.” His voice is quiet and raspier after being just awoken, but you clearly detect all the pain and fear he’s still carrying inside, even when he tries to hide the extent of it by speaking slowly and breathing steadily. You nuzzle into his neck, your own arms sneaking under to hug him closer to you and he eases into your touch.

‘You know it’s not your fault, Syzoth? I’ll tell you this again and again, even if you don’t really want to believe in it. And if something happens to me, it won’t be your fault either.

You’re not an all-powerful God to save people from the vile threats this world throws at us. You’re not to be blamed for what that shithead did to your family. You’re just as much of a victim as they were. ‘I won’t be anymore.’ He hisses and you shrug from the sudden loudness of his voice and the way his arms lock around you tighter, almost painful. ‘I won’t be. And no one will dare to even try to hurt you. And if they try, they will see and feel all the ways in which a furious Zaterran can tear their flesh apart.’

‘Hey…hey, can you look at me?’ You tilt your head upwards and a pair of swamp greens meet your gaze. Your palm cups his cheek as you say: ‘I am sure you’re more than capable of defending yourself and me from anyone. You are stronger now. You’ve lived through a lot since then. You’ve practiced a lot. And of course, we all are more cautious now after the invasion threat has been revealed. Please, love…can you promise me to stop being so hard on yourself? You deserve to feel safe and calm from time to time. You know, you actually hurt me by not thinking I am capable enough to protect myself and you, too.’ You pout playfully as you say that that to relieve the tension of the serious late-night confessions. ‘I’m not Ashra level of strong, but I am strong. I was selected to fight in a Tornament back then before we met.’ You flick his nose gently, which earns you a small chuckle. At last.

‘Oh, believe me, I do know just how vicious my little human can be. Doesn’t mean I’m going to stop worrying for your safety. Especially, not now.’ He drops.

‘What do you mean? Not now?’ It earns you a grumble, and Syzoth inquisitively looks into your eyes as if waiting for an immediate response. Not getting any, besides the confused expression on your face, he continues to gently nug you: ‘I still cannot grasp the extent of human obliviousness sometimes. How has your species even survived for such a long time? Can’t you tell, my love? You are with our child. And has been for…mmm around half a moon. I was assuming you at least suspected it…’ Each word hits you like a truck till Syzoth stops his silly little speech about the depths of human intellect and all you can hit him back with is…’WAIT, WHAT?’

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dailyreverie · 7 months

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Adore you

Part of the Your Wish is my Command universe

A/N: Requested by @dameronshandholder 💖 thank you so much for sending one in! This one ended up being 700 words of Poe being a sweetheart (and tbh exactly what I need rn). I hope you enjoy this warm Poe hug 😊

@flufftober - Day 4 Cinderella Moment (the "ugly duckling" gets their moment to shine)

Pairing: Poe Dameron x Solo!reader

Word count: 763

Flufftober masterlist || SERIES MASTERLIST

If there was something Poe truly admired about you, it was your quiet dedication. You always knew just what to say and when to say it, your words carrying an intelligent and thoughtful touch. Even during missions, your first instinct was to praise your team and share the credit with them. "I don't need anyone kissing the ground I walk on," you had once remarked, prompting a playful roll of Poe's eyes. He respects your work, applauds it every time he can, but sometimes he wishes you would let others see how hard you worked.

Poe's wish came true when you returned from a week-long mission, one that had started with you sifting through intel at your desk and eventually leading your squad to investigate a supposed First Order station. Your departure had been a quick, hidden kiss behind crates, but your return was met with cheers and applause.

He sees you come back victorious, like a bounty hunter who was about to get their life's worth in credits. The word had spread quickly, and soon not only the general, but most of the base went up to you. He sees you from afar, not able to contain the proud smile that begins to form on his face and the warmth in his chest that creeps up when he sees the praise you are receiving from everyone. With everyone clapping and cheering your cheeks begin to hurt from smiling and laughing; your mother goes up to hug you and whispers something in your ear that Poe can only guess is a confirmation of how proud she is of you, your own squad pushing you to receive the recognition you deserve. He could spend all day every day hearing all the wonderful things about you that you are getting from everyone, just to make you see that everything he sees in you is true.

From his spot far away from the crowd, Poe can see the sudden flicker of your eyes among the multitude that surrounds you, your search for him evident in his eyes, to which he can’t help but chuckle. You find him as if you had heard him, your cheeks immediately heating up from the way he’s looking at you alone, welcoming and shining, ignoring every rule of discretion you may have set before. If it were for you, you would ignore everyone else and run towards him, wrap your arms around him, and let yourself melt in the sweet nothings you knew he was saving for your ears only.

When the crowd finally dissipates he’s still standing there, the same glorious smile on his face waiting for you when you finally go up to him.

"Lieutenant," Poe greeted you with a nod, his smile revealing the depth of his feelings.

"Commander," you replied, your cheeks still flushed. "All of this attention feels a bit much." You did your best to remain professional in your words, knowing people could still be around, but deep inside, you yearned for Poe to whisk you away to his quarters and let you forget about the mission entirely.

“Are you kidding me? Sweetheart, what you did was amazing. You deserve every praise, and every cheer, and every hug everyone wants to give to you.” Poe declared, his hands gently caressing your shoulders with subtle motions to keep your focus on him. "I'm so glad that everyone can now see what I see. That you see what I see."

“Thanks, Poe.” Your words choke on your throat. You didn’t expect to get emotional, but the way he speaks makes tears begin to sting the corners of your eyes, his kind and beautiful eyes only emphasizing every word he says.

"I'm incredibly proud of you," Poe continued, his eyes looking around to ensure privacy before brushing away a stray tear that had escaped. "Always."

“Maker, I must be exhausted.” You chuckle as you justify your emotions, sniffing and wiping away your tears. “And I missed you, so damn much, which is probably why I’m getting so emotional.”

“I missed you too.” Poe joins your laughter and hugs you close to his chest, rocking you side to side softly. In the middle of his tight embrace, you can hear him whispering one more “I’m proud of you” against the top of your head where he seals the words with a lingering press of his lips.

Reluctantly, you pulled apart, but your hands lingered, promising a reunion after your mission debrief with the General. At that moment, you both knew that the sweetest reward awaited in each other's arms.

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writing-by-mimi · 2 years

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Breeding/knocked up

Fandom: Obey Me!

My opinion on who would have a breeding kink and to what degree. I'll write one on how they would be with children later. XD

Adult content, read at your own risk. Not beta read.

💙Lucifer💙

Would absolutely love cumming inside of you...not so keen on any offspring. Look at his and Satan's relationship... He loves you, he does...but if you want a kid, go baby Satan. Seriously. He'll let you pinch Satan's cheeks and the whole nine yards, just please don't get pregnant. He couldn't stand another offspring hating him, Mc.

"Please don't make me fail you. I couldn't stand it if our child hated me too."

💛Mammon💛

Babies take Grimm...so he isn't looking to get you knocked up on purpose. Would 100% be for cumming inside of you, but Mc, the Grimm a baby takes! The thought of breeding you though...it's all most worth it. You'd make a cute baby Mc...okay, okay...Maybe, Mc. Still cumming in you on accident, and if it does happen, he'd be shocked, but after the initial freak out, would 100% start actually saving Grimm. (He is still gonna gamble though...just a bit more responsibility involved.) After your knocked up though and every time after the baby is born, he's gonna breed you. He's Greed incarnate and he's had a taste...he isn't stopping now Mc.

"Our baby is cute as fuck, Mc...and making 'em is the fun part. Let's give our baby a sibling."

🧡Leviathan🧡

His favorite hentai is all creampies and cosplay. If you consider letting him have sex with you, he'd probably pass out. It would take a while for Levi to get it together and not pass out seeing you naked. Absolutely wants to get you pregnant! (Though it's a messed up reason and you'll hate him if you truly knew why Mc... Envy is a hell of a sin... if he gets you pregnant, you'll be with him and a part of him and a part of you will be joined forever...something no one else could ever have and to have absolutely all of you....his envy knows no bounds. He's so sorry Mc!) After he is used to your naked bodies touching, he is a man determined. Doing every pose he's ever seen in a hentai and filling you to the brim. Seeing you leaking his cum brings a peace to him. It won't be long Mc! Be ready to be breed, even mid raid. He can multitask.

"Y-you want to what? I...I can do that!" *takes pants off and immediately passes out.*

💚Satan💚

Adores cumming inside of you, but like Lucifer, is in no way aiming to get you pregnant. The unresolved issues he has with the man who spawned him...just get a kitten. It's cute, you can cuddle it. He's good with cats. He'll even by it cute little outfits you can dress it up in. Just please don't get pregnant. He doesn't want his child to feel even an inclination of what he's dealing with.

"Mc, you said you wanted a baby, so this is Sugarloaf. I found her at the park and the mother hasn't been around for days." *hands you the ideal kitten you've always wanted.* "I even picked out outfits and toys for our fur baby." *proud cat Daddy smile.* (off topic, him and Jumin Han would be Cat Daddy Bros...)

💖Asmodeus💖

Uh, of course he is going to breed you? Did you really think the Avatar of Lust didn't have that kink too? Oh Mc, your so cute! Literally jumping you at random. You'll never know when he's ready. Walking to R.A.D.? Not anymore, your going to be late, but don't worry, he can charm the teachers. Yes, he's fucking you behind this bush and filling you to the brim. Public sex is hot, Mc. In the kitchen making dinner? Boom, the turkey isn't the only thing being stuffed. Your baby is going to be the cutest in the three realms! He can have Levi help him make baby clothes, and you'll look so adorable pregnant! He can buy maternity clothes for you! There is nothing that would make him consider not breeding you 24/7.

"You look so cute cumming, Mc, but I bet you'll look cuter carrying my child."

❤Beelzebub❤

This fucking man...he's breeding you. He wants a huge family and the fact you'd be extra hungry all the time, and he'll have a cute child with you?! It's go time. Literally fucking you in the locker room after the game. You look hot in his jersey and he absolutely adores the sounds you make as he has you pinned against his locker, legs against his chest as he fills you up. Celestial realm help whoever walks in... your knocked up within two weeks, and he's gonna breed you again first chance he can.

"A family? With me?" *unzipping pants, shirt is already gone.*

💜Belphegor💜

Loves having slow, sleepy sex you with you. Not really into breeding. Loves cumming in you...but a half human child...after what he did to you... 100% not sure and would be the most upset that you got accidentally knocked up, and he wasn't even trying.

"Mc...I'm not really into that..." *cuddles you harder and does almost anything else you want as an apology.*

💋Diavolo💋

It's been pounded into his head since he was of age that having an hier was necessary. He's royalty, so he knows what a breeding kink is. It's not even so much the kink and the creampie that excites him as it is who it's with. Having sex with you, he understands the kink and is 100% on board. He'll have you under him, hands holding your thighs to your chest with your pleasure in mind, but the moment he cums inside of you and thinks of you being full of his cum and granting him offspring... he's breeding you every available moment, like Asmo. Has the main goal of conceiving his child on the throne and the view of you getting fucked full of his seed while his crown bounces on your head... it won't take long, Mc.

"Fuck, you look so beautiful filled with my seed."

🖤Barbatos🖤

Not gonna lie, I'm torn on Barb... I feel like he would only approach it with Mc if he knew for an absolute fact that you and any offspring that could result would be okay and safe. Like, if he did manage to get that timeline to work, he would indulge you in the kink whenever you asked. If he couldn't get it right...I think it would be such a feeling of failure on himself and Mc...he wouldn't want that for you. Would definitely creampie you and be rough, but the main purpose is pleasure and he won't do it unless he is 100% sure you will not get knocked up.

"I am sorry, Mc...the timing is not right yet."

Solomon

This man has lead a long life, and will continue too. Loving you, while it's wonderful now, it's nothing but pain and suffering later. If you remain. Mortal, I think he would pass on breeding you. He'll fuck you all kinds of ways, even loves filling you...but he can't takr the chance. A father shouldn't have to bury their children, he's buried lots of people mc...please don't make him privy to that. Although if Mc found a way to be like him and last through the ages, I think he would cave and give in...plus he'd love it, so you won't have to ask very hard. After all, once the kid reaches adulthood, if they wanna be immortal as well, he find a way. It's a family that will last and he won't lose. It's nice to finally have people that won't fade away...

*Has already magiced his clothes off* "Mc, I need you to drink this..."

Simeon

Since being demoted...hes woken up with erections regularly... ERECTIONS! He never touched himself as an angel. It wasn't pure and he had more will than that! But now...he's human...so indulging can happen...right? Dude is exploring his own boners and thoughts when the thought of filling you up and having a family hits. Cums, and almost dies. Like Simeon isn't completely innocent, but he's never taken the time to do something so...sinful. Knows of breeding kinks, and is so flustered when he realizes it's his kink. He would love to indulge and breed you, but with being an angel originally...but being with you would be worth it. Yet after the brothers fall because Lilith fell in love with a human...I don't think he'd be able to bring himself to do it. Would cum while having sex with you, but be so overly careful. Like you have a condom, he has a condom, spermicide, the pill, even pulling out all in one session. Though if Simeon fell...I think he'd go full bore and breed the living shit out of you. All day, everyday. You chose him and he's going to leave proof in anyway he can. Plus thinking of how cute the children would be... it would rival Diavolo and Asmodeus as far as being jumped to be breed 24/7.

"Safety is important." *pulls out a whole pharmacy worthy of condoms and items to prevent pregnancy.*

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doumadono · 9 months

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Hiiiiiiiii :3

Cooongrats on 3k... you could share and gibe me some followers :< but fine... I get it... :'<

Giving you piggyback rides with... Prohero!Kirishima with fellow Pro fem!reader! I'd like to ask for a short fic.

Love you and congrats again! 🐺💖

A piggyback ride - Kirishima x Reader

Synopsis: during a fight against villains, you injured your knee. Eijiro made sure your knee was treated, and afterwards, he ensured you got back home safely A/N: thank you, love! Trust me, if I could, I would give you everything! Nevertheless, I hope you'll enjoy this tiny, fluffy fic ♥

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You sat on the cold pavement, your knee throbbing in pain as the adrenaline from the battle subsided. The successful mission had left the city center safe, but it had taken a toll on you. Your fellow Prohero, Kirishima, rushed to your side with concern etched on his face.

"Y/N, are you okay?" Kirishima's deep voice resonated with worry as he knelt beside you, his red hair falling gently over his eyes.

"I'll be fine, just twisted my knee during the fight," you replied, trying to put on a brave face despite the pain.

Kirishima's strong and chiseled features softened as he examined your injury. "You shouldn't push yourself too hard, you know? Let me help you back to the agency."

You nodded, appreciating his concern. As a fellow Prohero, you had shared countless battles and trained together. Kirishima was known for his unwavering determination and strength, making him an invaluable asset during missions. Today, he had proved once again why he was the hero you admired the most.

Gently, Kirishima scooped you up into his arms, carrying you as if you weighed nothing at all. His muscles flexed under his costume, and you couldn't help but feel a sense of safety being held in his arms.

"Are you comfortable?" Kirishima asked with a hint of worry as he began to walk towards the agency's headquarters.

You smiled warmly. "Yes, thank you, Kirishima. You're a lifesaver."

He chuckled, his smile infectious. "Just doing my duty as your partner," he said, and you could hear the genuine care in his voice.

The streets were still filled with the aftermath of the battle, but you didn't mind. The sight of Kirishima, the hero with a heart of gold, carrying you through the chaos made everything seem peaceful. People cheered and thanked both of you for saving the city, and their words only served to strengthen your admiration for Kirishima.

As you approached the agency's headquarters, Kirishima gently set you down on a nearby bench. He crouched down in front of you, concern etched on his face once more. "Is there anything I can get you? Water, first aid?" he asked, his eyes locked onto yours.

"Just some water would be great," you replied, touched by his thoughtfulness.

Kirishima dashed inside and returned with a bottle of water. As you sipped the cool liquid, he sat down beside you, leaning in slightly. "You were amazing out there," he said, admiration evident in his voice. "Your dedication and courage inspire me every day, truly, Y/N."

Blushing, you looked away. "Thanks, Eijiro. But I couldn't have done it without you. You were incredible out there too."

His face turned a faint shade of pink, and he scratched the back of his head. "Heh, thanks. We make a great team, don't we?"

"We really do," you agreed, a soft smile on your lips.

After a while, your knee felt better, and you knew you should head inside for proper medical attention. However, you couldn't help but feel reluctant to leave Kirishima's side. Being carried by him had brought a new sense of intimacy, and you found yourself enjoying his company more than ever.

As if reading your mind, Kirishima stood up and extended a hand to help you up. "Come on, let's get that knee checked out."

You took his hand, and he pulled you up with ease. Inside the agency, you received the medical care you needed, and your knee was wrapped in bandages. As you emerged from the infirmary, Kirishima was waiting for you with that warm smile of his.

"I guess I should head home now," you said with a hint of reluctance. "It's been a long day."

"Actually," Kirishima began, "I thought maybe I could walk you home. Or, um, carry you home again if you're still in pain."

You couldn't help but smile at his offer. "I'd love that, Eijiro. But I don't want to cause you problems…"

He grinned back, a twinkle in his eyes. "Are ya joking? Hop on." Kirishima crouched down, gesturing for you to hop on his back.

With a light leap, you hopped onto Kirishima's back, wrapping your arms around his neck as he stood back up. The world shifted as you were lifted into the air, and you couldn't help but feel giddy like a child again. This time, you didn't mind the pain in your knee as much, for the joy of being with Kirishima far outweighed any discomfort.

As he carried you through the city once again, you couldn't help but reflect on how lucky you were to have such a caring and strong partner. With Kirishima by your side, you felt invincible, both in battle and in life. You rested your chin on his shoulder, enjoying the view from a different perspective.

After reaching your apartment, Kirishima gently set you down on the ground, ensuring you were steady on your feet. The pain in your knee had subsided a bit, but you knew you still needed to take it easy.

"Thank you so much for carrying me all the way here, Eijiro," you said, grateful for his support and care.

He blushed at your words, his ears turning slightly red as well. "Ah, it was nothing, really. I couldn't just leave you to struggle, you know?"

You smiled warmly and, feeling a rush of affection, leaned forward to plant a soft kiss on his cheek.

Kirishima's blush deepened, and he scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. "You don't have to thank me," he mumbled, his voice a mix of embarrassment and delight.

"But I want to," you replied, gazing into his eyes. "You're always there for me, Kirishima. I appreciate everything you do, big or small."

His bashful demeanor melted away, replaced by a warm and genuine smile. "Well, I'm glad I can be there for you. You mean a lot to me, and I'll always support you, no matter what."

You felt your heart swell with affection for the amazing hero standing before you. Without a second thought, you reached out and took his hand in yours, interlocking your fingers.

"Thank you for being the best partner and friend anyone could ask for," you said, sincerity lacing every word.

Kirishima's smile grew wider, his grip on your hand tightening gently. "And thank you for being an incredible hero and an even more incredible person. I'm lucky to have you in my life."

Your heart skipped a beat, and you couldn't help but feel overwhelmed with emotion. In that moment, you realized just how deep your feelings ran for Kirishima, and you knew that the kiss you had shared earlier was just the beginning of something special.

As the evening turned into night, you both stood there, hand in hand, basking in the newfound connection between you. There were no words necessary, for the unspoken understanding and affection were enough to fill the air around you.

With a soft smile, Kirishima leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss on your forehead, a silent promise of his support and love. And in that simple gesture, you knew that you had found someone who would stand by your side through thick and thin.

From that day on, giving you piggyback rides became a cherished tradition between you and Kirishima. Whether it was after a mission or simply spending time together, being carried by him symbolized the unwavering support and love you shared. And as the days turned into months and months into years, your bond with Kirishima only grew stronger, proving that heroes not only save the world but also each other's hearts. You faced countless battles together, each victory strengthening the love between you. And on quieter days, you'd steal moments of tranquility, simply enjoying each other's company, knowing that you were each other's safe haven in a world filled with chaos. Together, you found strength in each other's presence, and with Kirishima by your side, you knew that anything was possible. You had not only found a hero but a partner, a confidant, and a love that would endure any obstacle.

divider by: @cafekitsune

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luffyvace · 26 days

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Boa Hancock & Neferatari Vivi x female reader for women’s day!!

ik I’m late to women’s day guys!! But I’m still gonna participate! (Totally not an excuse to write for some of my fav op girls that I haven’t written much for yet)

Hancock x a fem reader would be like the ultimate alternative timeline to her not falling in love with luffy lol

let’s say your in the kuja pirates specifically,

that would make more sense as to how you got closer since your on the same crew and obviously get to interact with her more versus just fan girling in the crowd lolol 😂

just the same as luffy, she’d realized her love for you after getting worried for your safety and feeling ill (love sick 😀) mid expedition at the fact that you might be hurt

when everyone gets back to the boat she tried to unsuspectingly scope you out (tried because she was actually frantically searching for someone and wouldn’t say who as everyone panicked-) and as soon as she saw you she sighed in relief! But soon after, she started blushing and she felt a warm fuzzy feeling!

what was this? Is this what they call..? Love?!

it was such a joyous feeling..! She couldn’t believe she was feeling such intense emotions at your presence alone!

”Lady hebihime!! Are you all right?!”

”all right..!”

”right..!”

”right..”

Your words echoed over and over again in Hancock’s spinning head. You..we’re worrying for her?! Your so…kind!- So!- so!- your such a selfless woman!!

and yeah that’s pretty much how it went HAHAH

you can pretty much guess you’ll get special treatment from then on, she’s in love with you after all!! Naturally it’s her duty to protect her lover! 😊 (you haven’t even asked her out yet Hancock! - Glorisa)

she invites you into the palace and gives you the best food and treatment straight away!! Put your feet up dear! Are you hot? tired? Do you need water?? “Hurry up and bring the giant fans! My lover is hot!”

no pun intended even though you are 😉

“lover..? Lady hebihime..! May I ask what your talking about..😅”

”o-oh! W-well..I was just thinking…maybe…we could go on a date..?! ☺️😅”

“ME?? Hebihime!! I- I’m honored but what brought this about?! This is….strangely sudden, you know? Not trying to be rude!-”

”Hancock!”

”eh??- I mean!- hebihim-”

”Hancock!! Y-you..can call me Hancock..if you’d like!- I mean if you’d prefer to call me something else like a pet name, honey or dear m-maybe-…!”

”But!- hebihime-”

“-And to answer your question! What brought this about……I’m not sure myself…I have no idea actually, I found myself worrying about you and when I saw you again….When I saw you..! When I…..Kyaaa! 😍”

”Hancock!! Are you all right?! What happened!?

“ !!….You…! You!- You said my name!! This must be..! This must be!! What they call!- Engagement!~ 😍😍”

”huh?? 😀 hebihime?-“

“No! Go back! Don’t call me hebihime anymore!! We’re getting married next month so!- So call me by my name from now on! Okay honey?! 😍💗”

*mutters while being carried bridal style by Hancock* “I’m getting married…to the hebihime..😵‍💫💫”

and yes you actually did get married the next month :)

being the wife of the pirate empress is the liiiife 😎👍 you get whatever you want, whenever you want and however much you want of it!! Without a question! Your words are as absolute as sold gold on the island of women! Hancock will likely even ignore elder nyon/Glorisa for you <3

and yeah you can pretty much just imagine your dream life for the rest! Expect that to become your reality when married to Hancock bc even thanos snap can’t compare 🗿😭

Vivi is such an awesome girl - honorable mention okay? 😤👏

let’s say your not a straw hat tho :) just for funzies :3 imagine you’ve lived on alabasta just as long as she has and even infiltrated Baroque works with her. And also helped save alabasta!

best friends to lovers anyone?? Lesbian edition >:> 👩‍❤️‍👩 🧡🤍💖🏳️‍🌈

after it’s all said and done, and crocodile is defeated, you two say cya to the straw hats and you help Vivi rebuild her kingdom

somewhere during the time things start looking up as for alabasta’s cleanup, she confesses! Oops spoiler :}

“hey!!..I’ve been looking all over for you 😅”

“Oh hey Vivi! What is it?”

”oh nothing I just, well it’s not nothing…can we talk? Uh- you know..in private?”

”oh yeah sure! Come inside I was just cleaning up heheh, excuse the mess..”

“It’s nothing! Really, it’s fine no need to be so formal…we’re close, right?”

“Yeah :) what is it you wanted to talk about though? Is it something bad I’m nervous 😃”

”Oh! Nononono! Nothing bad nothing bad!-“

*sigh of relief* “hah, that’s good 😅”

*awkward yet adorable giggles come from both you and Vivi*

“well..what I wanted to talk about was…us, as in…who we are”

“Oh no Vivi don’t come out and tell me we’re aliens now we’ve barely finished cleaning up alabasta! 😭😂😂”

”what?? Hey! No! I-I’m trying to be serious here! 🤦‍♀️“

”OH! Oops 😄 go ahead go ahead!”

“I meant who we are as in, as a….relationship! Like- um..we’re friends right? Soo..if we could be……”

“Vivi..you mean..?”

”YEAH! 😭😅 I mean if- if we could be..more, if- if you want if not we can just stay friends-“

”No! I- hahah, I honestly never thought you’d ask, like- literally! I’ve kinda been waiting but you never did so is assumed-“

lots of awkward laughing and explaining of feelings ensue from there 💗(🏳️‍🌈😜)

actually being in a relationship with her includes training, yes training, because you never know what could happen. Just as crocodile happened and no one knew he would. So from now on she wants to be prepared, she refuses to be blindsided again—for the sake of her people!

she’s a cute mix of awkward, kind and a tad bit shy 💗 it’s like, she almost wouldn’t know how to act around you if you weren’t so close, but you are! So that makes things easier :)

she’s highly knowledgeable and I feel she’d have quiet a bit of hobbies. if you like to do similar things she’d love to partake in those activities with you! But if you have different interests, exploring each one as you teach her about them would be fun too! <3

Vivi is a literally princess, which means as her lover you get princess treatment! 😘 (all puns intended) She can afford it after all! Pell and Vivi’s father would adore you! You make Vivi so happy, how can they not?!

she talks about you more often than you know 🤫 “Dad!! Don’t tell her that!- it’s kind of embarrassing you know?!” oops Vivi heard him

well anyway 😊

Vivi is a very caring and protective lover as seen with Nami (when she stayed by her side the whole time she was ill). So of course that’s not any different when it comes to you, it’s highly likely Vivi knows first aid so if you get a minor injury? Be more careful!! 🩹❤️‍🩹💋 A major injury?! Hurry! Rush her to the royal hospital! Quickly! Giver her the best treatment! It’s okay, relax, she’s here 💖

Vivi will be with you through thick and thin and her loyalty is unwavering. She may not be the strongest banana in the bunch but she’ll certainly defend you with all she has if it comes down to it! 😤💪

Also!!! Can’t believe I haven’t mentioned this yet!!- Karoo!!!! Karoo loves you <33 Vivi thinks your bond is adorable, especially how Karoo always lets you ride on him :} you bring him snacks and drinks and he runs to you each time. If your tired of walking he’ll carry you without complaints as well so that’s a perk!

I feel the other spot billed ducks would love you as well! Karoo probably tells them how great you are 🤗 You might even like one of them enough to make them your duck! (I would, they seem cooler than a freezer 😎👍)

Okayyy~ lovely readers, followers and anyone new here..!

I hope you enjoyed these headcanons!!~

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castawavy · 23 days

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November Save MEGA summary (part 2)

before / next

hope you all enjoyed the previous summary, it was a nice walk down memory lane for me 😁❤ anyways let's just jump into the next one

so basically overall steve was really HATING working at Hogan's but June was just doing really well in general (enough to be the main earner in the household essentially so steve was able to quit his job)

june attempted to wingwoman raj again because things didnt really work out with kamala... LMAO

on friday she took a day off and decided to go for a job interview to join an in-house legal team

and very quickly she learned shed got the job 😁🤸‍♀️💖

on monday she let her manager Margot know she was resigning and officially handed in her resignation to the boss, boss, Jared. they were all super happy for her, and june was grateful to have had a good time working with them all

THEN, after that she visited her mom for awhile (who lives in Brindleton Bay, and caught up with her without steve or the kids)

that same weekend it was adelaide's birthday and they threw her a modest party (they are always paycheck to paycheck kinda ngl but june's recent job change / promotion means that things are getting better

bonus shot of the kids being EXTRA cute (they get on really well) 💖

very VERY soon after that, june attended a conference in Tartosa with her new team, which was a great chance to get to know everyone...

UNFORTUNATELY things got a bit flirty at the dinner 🌹😢 and the brunette guy behind june flirted with June and she did it back 😵 and yeah... nothing else happened but YIKES. my interpretation of june is honestly that she got a taste of what her life could have been like, without steve... the kids... bills etc, and she got a bit carried away by the glitz and glam of it all 🤷‍♀️ (sorry I do like my sims to have flaws, & like everyone else june is not perfect </3), but yeah as I said nothing else happened and june immedietaly felt AWFUL about it as she should (shes a loyal trait sim) 😘 but she did look stunning that night

when she got home it was extra bad as well because she had to face steve (and the kids) and it made he realise how lucky she had it, cuz steve also got her some champagne to celebrate her new job ☠😂

so... june confessed and told steve about what happened, and ngl even I was suprised he took it so well and was understanding + I think he appreciated she told him right away

also right after he mentioned marriage??? I think the two of them needed to talk about it cuz june always saw herself getting married I think and steve hadnt really considered it...

BUT YEAH drama / crisis averted AHAHAH sorry this seems really fast but I promise it had been brewing for some time - I think out of the two of them, unfortunately june is just a little bit more insecure than steve, because she has set so many expectations on herself & her mother growing up was very strict with her </3 overall I know she invisioned her life going differently, but when faced with that actual opportunity she didnt take it 😘❤🤸‍♀️

bonus picture of steve because we havent seen him for awhile now and hes gotten a lot healthier recently / working on himself and his mental health a bit (not quit smoking yet though) also raj came over and june seemed more like his best friend than steve because they were joking around so much 😂😂😂

also omg then adie had a bear phase...

😁 and that's a wrap for this summary but PHEW a lot of focus on june this time (I always love giving my sims really complex spouses)

before / next

#ts4 #ts4 gameplay #sims 4 #sims 4 gameplay #november save #nsgen1

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nahoney22 · 11 months

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Hi Honey ! I hope you're all right and congrat for the 3K ! ♥ A angst/fluff F!Reader x Crosshair "You're not alone. You never were." please ? He deserve a bit of tenderness 🙏🥺 Thank youuuu and have a nice day ! 💖

Prompt List Celebration 3000 Followers

Crosshair X F!Reader

word count: 1.1k

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Prompts:

• “You’re not alone, you never were.”

warnings: Angst and Fluff, mentions of imperial Crosshair, brainwashing and isolation. Strangers to friends, comfort. Platonic. Female reader.

Authors note: thank you so much for the kind words. Sorry the wait, hope you enjoy.

Sometimes, deciphering people can become an arduous task. Their actions, choices, and ideology weave a perplexing web. Yet, it's even more difficult to comprehend someone who clams up, unwilling to utter a single word, even after being rescued.

Crosshair was an enigma to you, a mystery. The fragments of information shared by his brothers to you portrayed him as unyielding, hot-headed, yet paradoxically entertaining and empathetic in the past, too.

Standing on the ship's plank, your gaze fixated upon Crosshair, who stood solitary, arms folded over his chest, gazing into the abyss of the canyon.

It was still dangerous for you all, especially after saving Crosshair from the Empire. So to seek solace and protection, you all retreated to the refuge of canyons and vast forests whenever possible.

Night descended, accompanied by a bone-chilling breeze. Conversations with Crosshair had been sparse with you and everyone else for that matter. And amidst everyone relishing their own company, a part of you yearned to intrude upon his.

Summoning some courage you approached him, disregarding the apprehensive glances exchanged by his brothers. You stood by his side, maintaining a cautious distance.

He didn't turn to acknowledge you, yet he knew of your presence. Your words faltered, failing to find their way out. Every time you mustered the courage to speak, doubt seized you, causing your mouth to snap shut. Minutes ticked by, and his patience withered, tired of your feeble attempts.

"You don’t need to pity me," he remarked, his snake-like voice slicing through the silence, causing you to startle. You turned your head towards him, his narrowed eyes fixed upon the desolate landscape.

"Who said I did?" you retorted, a hint of defiance lacing your words. He scoffed instantaneously, leaving you puzzled. "What?"

"Why else would you be out here, attempting to talk to me?" he questioned, finally glancing in your direction. His eyes held an elusive emotion, one that eluded your understanding—a blend of amusement and resentment, perhaps.

You shrugged nonchalantly, refusing to let his demeanor rattle you. "We haven't spoken much, so I thought I'd give it a shot," you replied, your tone tinged with defiance. "But if you prefer being an arse, by all means, go ahead. I won't lose any sleep over it."

His narrowed gaze scrutinised your face for a moment before returning to fixate ahead. "Cute," he retorted, dripping with sarcasm, causing you to roll your eyes in response. The rational part of your mind urged you to walk away, but an inexplicable pull in your heart compelled you to stay. Besides, it was the most he had spoken since rejoining the Batch a week ago, a fact that resonated with you.

"Crosshair," you began, your voice gentle as you approached the delicate subject. "You need to reconnect with the others. Talk to them.”

Silence enveloped the air.

You pressed on, prompting him further. "Will you?"

"They don't want to talk to me," he muttered, the words carrying an unmistakable pang in his throat. Your head tilted slightly, curiosity knitting your brows together.

"But do you want to talk to them...?"

He fell silent, his response conveyed through his reticence. A soft sigh escaped your lips as you recalled his words. "They do want to talk to you. You're just making it difficult for them to approach you."

"Yeah?" His head snapped towards you, a raised eyebrow challenging your statement. "How so?" His tone carried a hint of skepticism, fueling a spark of annoyance within you.

“Because every time they try to speak to you, you're quick to just start arguments!" Frustration welled up, causing your hands to gesture wildly as you turned to face him fully. "They care about you and-"

"They don't care," he interrupted, his voice laced with bitterness.

You let out a dry laugh, shaking your head in disbelief. "We risked our lives to bring you back. After we learned about Hemlock, we had no choice but to-.”

"They abandoned me, left me stranded for weeks," he interjected, his voice laden with a mixture of anguish and accusation.

"And whose fault was that?" Your voice rose, determination shining through your words. His eyes widened slightly, taken aback by your unwavering resolve. While you spoke the truth, he turned his gaze away from you.

"You don't... You don't understand what it's like. What it is like to be brainwashed…what's happening inside my mind. So, if I were you, I'd better run back to the ship, missy."

Glaring in his direction, you hesitated for a moment, allowing your gaze to soften as he closed his eyes, taking deep breaths. Inhaling through his nose, exhaling through his mouth. "What's going on inside your mind, Crosshair?" you asked, your voice tender with a glimmer of empathy.

He slowly reopened his eyes, giving you a sidelong glance before directing his gaze upward, where the stars began to sprinkle the darkening sky. "Nothing. Yet everything," he murmured, his voice carrying a hint of vulnerability.

Stepping closer to him, you decided that words of solace were what he needed in that moment. "I understand you might find it hard to believe me—we're practically strangers to each other—but your brothers, your sister... They care. They care about you deeply. When you were absent, they would talk about you. They never voiced it to each other, but I've overheard Wrecker and Hunter express how much they miss you."

He remained silent, and you couldn't determine if it was a mere play of shadows or something more, but you were fairly certain you witnessed his lower lip quiver at your words. Perhaps that explained the quiet cough and his subtle inclination to turn his head away from you.

"What I'm trying to say, Crosshair," you spoke gently, placing a reassuring hand on his arm, feeling the tension radiate through his body. Yet, he didn't push you away. "You're not alone... you never were."

He sighed, taking in all of your words whilst his hand glided over his shaven head before he turned to face you.

"Thanks. For trying," he acknowledged, his voice carrying a tinge of gratitude.

You exhaled softly, a sympathetic smile tugging at your lips. "I'm here if you ever want to talk. Or if you simply want someone to stand beside you in a room filled with people," you offered, a gentle laugh escaping you. Surprisingly, this elicited a hidden smile from him.

"I'll keep that in mind, missy," he responded, his tone holding a flicker of sincerity.

Uncertain about the meaning behind the nickname—whether it was genuine or a veiled attempt at mocking you—you watched as his gaze shifted over his shoulder to where Wrecker rested by the makeshift fire. Contemplation flickered in Crosshairs eyes, and when he noticed you observing him, he redirected his attention back to you.

"Did you lie... when you said he missed me?" His voice carried vulnerability, and as you smiled and shook your head, you witnessed a weight being lifted off his shoulders.

Retreating back to the ship, the biting cold becoming too much to bear, you cast one last glance at Crosshair. Your heart swelled with a mix of emotions as you saw him silently take a seat across from Wrecker, saying nothing yet expressing everything.

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rabbitblackx · 11 months

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omg this prince request is too cute! may I request a continuation where they bring the girl to safety but notice that when they leave the girl just tugs behind them and they cant get rid of her

Thank u glad u liked it!😊💖

Bubba and Jason save a little girl 2

Part 1:

Bubba Sawyer💖

Bubba felt all weird inside when you called him your ‘prince’. Nobody had ever said anything close to that to him before

Bubba kneeled down to your level, holding his arms out for you. You instantly fell into them, getting scooped up into his embrace. As much as he wanted to keep you, he knew he couldn’t. So instead, he headed out of the abandoned amusement park and to the nearby gas station. It was only a few blocks, and Bubba had no troubles at all carrying you there

Leatherface hid in the dark as he carefully set you down out front of the gas station. He knew that there were people in there that could help you, but you didn’t seem so excited. You looked back at him in the dark with a frown, not wanting to go in

Bubba gently pet your head as a solemn goodbye, before turning away. But as he made the quick walk back home, he could hear his footsteps were not alone. With a grunt of surprise, he turned back to find you following him home

Bubba made some panicked noises, gesturing for you to go back. You shook your head defiantly, and clung to his pant leg

Bubba quickly decided in that moment that he was going to keep you. It wasn’t planned, but he was not displeased. He liked you. :) There was just one main problem…

How was he going to introduce you to his brothers?

Jason Voorhees💖

Jason stared at you wide eyed from behind his wet mask. How much did that water damage your brain for you to think he was your ‘prince’?!

After carrying you to a safe distance away from the lakeshore, Jason kneeled to set you down on the grass. You didn’t budge, only wrapping your arms around his neck tighter. He tried to shake you off him for a bit, but that didn’t work either

“Don’t let me go!” You cried

Jason understood that you were shaken up from nearly drowning, but come on, now. It was time to get off and leave him alone. You somehow ended up completely wrapped around his arm, and he was now trying to fling you off

Jason even looked around the camp to see if anybody was around to help him get you off. He almost audibly sighed when you still wouldn’t move

He finally gave up, walking back to his shack with you snaked around his big arm. It was probably for the best, he thought. It wasn’t like the counsellors at the camp were keeping you safe

Jason entered his shack, hovering you over an old mattress on the dirty ground. Relief washed over him when you finally let go of his drenched sleeve, plopping down onto the makeshift bed

Without looking back, he trudged into the other room. You quickly scampered off the mattress and followed after the large man. He looked down at you with a grumpy expression behind his mask. You only smiled warmly back up at him, slowly leaning in to wrap your arms around his legs

#dead by daylight x reader #dead by daylight #slasher x reader #slashers x reader #slashers #jason voorhees #jason voorhees x reader #friday the 13th #bubba x reader #bubba sawyer #bubba sawyer x reader #leatherface #leatherface x reader #texas chainsaw #texas chainsaw massacre #rab.reads

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tu-sugar-mami · 1 year

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Do u take requests? If so could I request how Alcina would take care of a severely injured YN?

Hi! Sorry it took me so long to reply 😅 I do take requests occasionally, thank you for sending yours 💖 I like to write a short story with a tiny speck of plot rather than a sort of headcanon list so I hope that's okay with you

Tags: Slight angst, overprotective Alcina, happy ending, fluff, gender neutral reader

Around 900 words

Enjoy!

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Alcina hadn't meant for the incident to happen. She could have sworn the door leading to the cellar was locked…

The Lady had heard quite a large number of screeches, yells and begging coming from the basement throughout her many years living with her daughters at castle Dimitrescu, but she will forever remember the way this specific shrill screaming made her blood run cold.

She knew that voice, she adored listening to its raspy tone every morning next to her in bed. She loved the way it lovingly called her name with surprise when she, despite her size, sneaked behind you. She loved your laugh when she hoisted you up in a hug and spinned you around before peppering your face with kisses until your face was red with her lipstick.

Yes, Alcina recognized the voice of her lover coming from that damned place, screaming for her to save you, begging to her for help.

A second didn't even pass before her legs carried her full speed towards the cellar, calling out your name in hopes you'd hear her and know she was coming. Hoping with all her being that you could hang on just one more second while she got there.

It wasn't pretty when she found you. The moroaica had cornered you, and even though the trail of corpses let Alcina know you had put up an admirable fight, the Lady could see the cuts and scratches littering your skin and and tearing your clothes, but what caught her attention the most were the large, ugly deep gashes on your side and calf bleeding profusely. Your pale face let her know you wouldn't resist any more if she didn't act soon.

Without breaking a sweat, she got rid of the remaining moroaica in a swift swing of her claws, careful to not hurt you accidentally with them.

With a last cry, your knees went weak and weren't able to support your weight anymore, but before you could even touch the ground a pair of strong arms lifted you bridal style, and in a second you were seeking comfort in Alcina's neck…

A few hours later, once you laid in the comfort of Alcina's bed with your injuries dressed and your pain dulled with a lot of medicine -courtesy of Moreau-, your trembling body snuggled close to Alcina's while she stroked your head lovingly. The Lady was livid, and swore to find out who was responsible for such a disaster, but for now, all her focus was on you.

Soon enough, after the adrenaline of the fight and fright passed, your eyes drifted closed and you fell into a peaceful slumber at the mercy of Alcina's warmth and presence keeping you safe.

If Alcina's bed was already the softest place you ever had the pleasure to sleep on, it felt like absolute heaven when you woke up again. The bedsheets had been changed for the fluffiest, softest and most comfortable covers money could buy.

Although Alcina knows that humans are quite fragile, she doesn't really remember how everything works, what with her mutation making her basically immortal. What she isn't capable of providing, such as helping redress your wounds (mostly because her and her daughter's would never really need it), is compensated with her bringing you every luxury you might want or need.

Five maids were at the ready outside of the door just in case, and Alcina even got a bell placed on the bedside table in case you needed something and Alcina wasn't around, but honestly it was kind of pointless since Alcina wouldn't dare to leave your side even for a second.

Every two hours or so, she would check your temperature to make sure everything was in order, just like Sal had instructed her. She might even have gotten a bit anxious when you wouldn't wake up soon, and she'd force herself to resist the urge to wake you up. If your breathing changed in the slightest while you slept, Alcina would worry and more often than not she would overreact, summoning her daughters and ordering them to call Moreau because you might be dying! for the fifth time in the last 15 hours.

Thanks to Miranda's willing help -most likely by Alcina's blackmail- your recovery went smoothly, and when the worst passed and you felt well enough to try to get up on your own, Alcina still kept you in bed for two more weeks, just to make sure you'd be completely ready to start walking again. Sometimes the Lady wouldn't let you walk at all, instead carrying you in her own two arms to wherever your desired location was at the moment. Yes, even the "tedious and so exhaustingly long" tea parties you held with Donna and Angie when they visited.

Despite Alcina's overprotectiveness, you couldn't really complain. Her loving kisses did wonders for your ouchies, and you swear the red of her lipstick on your own lips gave you the boost you needed to push through the stress.

Eventually your injuries healed perfectly thanks to Alcina's perseverance and tenderness, and she was more than happy to receive your gratitude in the fierce kisses and wandering caresses you both shared in the privacy of her chambers.

The locks on the cellar door might have been changed to a considerable height after the little incident though.

All in all, Alcina had no idea how to take care of a human in terms of health, but there's nothing she wouldn't be willing to learn learn for the sake of her beloved 💕

#alcina dimitrescu angst #alcina x reader #alcina dimitrescu x reader #alcina dimitrescu #lady dimitrescu #my fic #lady dimitrescu x reader #re8

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kairiscorner · 10 months

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I rewatched the Barbie movie again and I must say, it's one of my favorite movies without hesitation, but I came up with an idea for the Spider-Noir 🖤 x Spider-Barbie Reader 💖 and it's this: Do you remember the scene where Barbie goes to the real world and is harassed by men? Well we know that Barbie Reader can hold her own, but I'm pretty sure Spider-Noir wasn't going to let that happen in this scenario, right?

- Crystal ✨️💞

hello again crystal >:)) OHHH MAN HE WOULD NOT LET THEM GET THEIR HANDS ON HER FRRR

(reblogs are greatly appreciated, it helps get my content out there! if you guys like what you see, please reblog it too <:D)

hands off — spider noir x spider barbie!reader

summary: spider barbie and noir go out and about in town as ordinary people right now—or as normal as normal will allow, because noir is still in spider man mode, and when he is, he does not let a single thing slip from his fingers, especially when it comes to some creeps wanting to get their hands on spider barbie. word count: 562

"wow, peter! this town is very... colorless. colorless, but charming! in a dull kind of way, but it's charming!" barbie remarked with a gleeful smile as she and peter walked hand in hand, looking like complete polar opposites of each others' aesthetics. miss barbie was all decked out in pinks of all shades, with such an elaborate get-up for a sunny day that a lot of people who'd have their eye caught by her would stop and stare at her for a minute, think to themselves: 'does this woman think she's an actual barbie doll or what?' peter, on the other hand, was clad in full on black—as if he were to attend a funeral service, but no, he's just here with miss barbie, going out and about like ordinary people, it was their reward to themselves for tirelessly saving a few universes.

peter chuckled at barbie's comment, agreeing with her that it was kind of boring here in the city, but it was a wonderful day out, he just had to take her to see sights here. but it seemed as though a lot of other people were treated to sights, too, as the couple strolled down the sidewalk. peter couldn't help but feel a little conscious and protective, what with him sensing a lot of men staring down at barbie.

it was at that moment that they both sensed a creep coming close to palm at barbie's behind, and though barbie could've hit him, smacked him on her own—peter instinctively apprehended the guy. he grabbed the arm that was going to inappropriately touch barbie, pulled it way back, and kind of, sort of... broke the guy's arm. peter and barbie's eyes widened as barbie grabbed his hand and ran away. "fucking pervert!" barbie exclaimed as the creep was groaning on the pavement.

"you're not... you're not mad i went a little too far?" peter asked barbie. "oh i'm angry, but you did it for me, so it's a little bit more of 'i wanna kiss you' with a little bit of 'maybe i'll punch you for that later because it wasn't a fair fight because you've got powers', but more on the former!" she exclaimed as peter and barbie ran away from a couple of cops that witnessed the whole thing and were now chasing them down to bring them to a precinct.

peter then had the wonderful idea of quickly donning on his mask,gently holding barbie by the waist and carrying her, and then swinging upward to get them away from the cops. "i don't regret anything from that, though, dearest." he said with a smile as barbie rolled her eyes and moved his mask upward a little and gave him his kiss. peter was flustered for a minute after the kiss, and as a smile formed on his face, barbie threw a punch at him. "like i said, a little bit more of 'i wanna kiss you' with a little bit of 'maybe i'll punch you for that later because it wasn't a fair fight because you've got powers'. but thank you, peter." she said as she planted a kiss on where she punched him. peter chuckled as he took off his mask and put her down. "anytime, love. even if you'd punch me again, i'd beat a million creeps that think you'd be easy."

tags !! @thecoolerdor @sabcandoit @k4tsu3 @fiannee @fictarian @yuridopted0 @luvstarrstruck @maxoloqy @thee-fantastic-mrfox

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thatguyfromforest · 2 months

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Hii can u write some headcanons of Satan with MC who is scared of cats,but cats love them. Lowkey self projecting here lmao.

Hi!! You're my first request, thank you so much for the feedback!! I will try to write as good as i can and develop my skill over time!!

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Awww, it's cute and sad at the same time :( I never meet people who's scared of cats but i will try my hardest to get it!! 💖

MC who scared of cats

Satan x gn!MC

— MC couldn't call themself a cowardly person. They fell into a real HELL, met with the most powerful demons and the future king of the Devildom himself, were able to become their family therapist and show that they are far from the usual representation of a fragile person.

— But there was one problem...

— One little, fluffy, purring problem...

— MC was terribly scared of cats.

— It has remained since early childhood. Their grandmother had that cat who didn't perceive anyone but herself and was just a living nightmare for the rest of the family. He hissed, scratched, bit, jumped on their heads from the most unexpected places.

— MC even had a small scar when, as a child, this cat attacked them and did not let go for a good three minutes until their grandmother saved them.

— Because of this, MC stopped perceiving absolutely all cats, even if it was the most affectionate and kind cat that the universe has seen. Next to them, they immediately froze and could not move from fear until the fluffy lump was carried away.

— Therefore, when they met Satan, they could not understand his obsession with these creatures. Every time he started talking about them with hearts in his eyes or showing photos of stray cats that he fed, MC just smiled tightly and tried to change this unpleasant topic for them.

— When their relationship began to develop, Satan began to regularly take MC for walks to find and feed new stray cats. And if during these walks the MC could still not come close to them, telling that they did not want to get dirty or leave cat hair on their clothes, but cat cafes were just the last straw for them.

— MC saw how Satan sometimes sulks when they refuse to stroke a small fluffy lump, but he tried not to endure his thoughts without any reason. So boy decided to invite them to the cat cafe :D

— The MC couldn't refuse, not after how Satan looked at them when he begged them to go with him.

— And here we are, the largest cat cafe that exists in the Devildom. And if Satan just radiated joy when he crossed the threshold, then MC tried to collect the remnants of pride in their hands and not spoil his evening.

— At first everything was fine, they sat down and ordered desserts. All the fluffy inhabitants of the cafe did not seem to pay attention to them (which upset Satan), until a white cat with a cute pink nose began to rub against MC's legs.

— Following the first cat, a huge black cat jumped onto MC's lap and began purring even louder than the old motor. The third kitten stood up on its hind legs, leaning on the MC's leg and began to meow loudly.

— Seeing this picture, Satan felt both envy and affection in an instant. On the one hand, he also wanted to get attention from his furry friends. On the other, his two most beloved creatures were now together in front of his eyes and he couldn't have dreamed of more.

— That was until he saw the MC's eyes.

— They sat as still as a statue. Their eyes were wide open, lips compressed, and a drop of sweat slowly trickled down their neck. Satan immediately jumped up, chasing away all the cats except the one sitting on MC's lap.

— "Hey, MC, what happened? You feeling sick?"

"Put it away... Please, put it away..."

"What do you me—"

— At that moment, he saw MC pointing with shaking hands at the little fluffy giant on his lap. Satan immediately picked cat up, carefully laid it on the floor, grabbed MC by the hand and led them out into the fresh air.

— He made sure they caught their breath and could talk.

"MC, you... Scared of cats?"

— MC felt their ears turn red from shame and resentment. They plucked up the courage and told how they had this fear since childhood and they could not be near these little creatures.

— Satan did not interrupt them once during the story, but his eyebrows were frowning more and more. At some point, MC thought he seemed disappointed.

— "Why didn't you tell me?"

"You love them so much... I wanted to spend time with you and just couldn't offend you with my stupid fears..."

"MC, no fear is stupid if it brings discomfort to you. I want you to be open with me and share everything that bothers you. No matter how much I love cats, if you don't like them, we'll find a way to spend time differently, because I also want to be with you as much as I can."

— After that, it became much easier for MC to share his worries and fears with Satan. If he was willing to sacrifice his love for cats for them, then they were ready to open their soul to him.

— However, this does not mean that Satan has lost motivation to change their attitude towards cats. From time to time, he tried to show his furry friends on the streets, telling MC that every cat, like people, has its own character, both nice and nasty.

However, whether the MC's heart melts in relation to cats or not depends only on you :)

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Thank you for reading! That's my first request and I'm kinda nervous, so please, support me a little 🙏

Also i hope there are not so many grammar errors, cause I'm not native 😬

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Your Leander fic converted me!! I love your writing!! I crave Leander x f!mc spice 😩 would you be open to them celebrating getting a home together and doing it on every surface to ‘christen’ the space? 👀

Thanks for the Request 💕 and welcome to the Leander Train 😁💖 I love how people are falling for him, and I love writing about him.

Leander Prewett x F!MC 🔥🔞 NSFW 🌶

The house was small, a little tired around the edges, and the windows needed cleaning, but MC couldn't stop the huge smile that was spread across her face. She leant her head against Leander's shoulder, his arm wrapped around her, as they gazed at their first home together. It was perfect.

MC hummed in delight as she squeezed herself against him, loving him more than ever, and looked down as he held up the little metal hoop. Two keys dangled from it. One for each of them.

After six months of living with his parents whilst they saved every precious coin, the joy of seeing those keys was almost overwhelming. Their own home, just for them.

"Shall we go inside our house?" He asked. She met his gaze, her heart pounding. She grabbed the front of his jumper and stood on tiptoe to press her mouth to his in a quick, excited kiss. He blushed, his eyes darting up and down the little street in case someone had seen them. "Is that a yes?" He chuckled.

MC nodded. "I can't wait to get you inside," she squealed. She tugged at him, hurrying him towards the door.

"Hey, wait, am I not supposed to carry you over the threshold?" He asked. "You know, tradition, romance...no?"

"No time for that, I've got a better idea," she grinned wickedly.

He laughed as she pulled on his arm, and he let her lead him, fumbling with the keys before pushing one into the lock.

MC was bouncing on the balls of her feet, hanging on to his arm. "Come on, Lee," she urged. "Open it."

He gave her a look, amused and confused. "What's the hurry?"

She grinned and pushed the door as the lock clicked. She hauled him inside and he laughed as she kicked the door closed behind them.

"What...?" He began to ask, but she kissed him, hungry and fierce as she dragged him across the floor away from the door.

None of their furniture was here yet, none of their belongings, but she didn't care. Once she had him near the far wall, she was shoving up his jumper, her hands greedily seeking out his skin underneath.

"MC!" He gasped. She giggled and popped the button on his trousers, her eyes dark and hungry as she looked up at him. "How about a little moving in celebration?"

She slid her hand inside his trousers, rubbing suggestively over his hardening cock, keeping her eyes firmly on his. He gasped again, his face relaxing with pleasure as she teased him. Months of sneaking about his parents' house and keeping their moans quiet had MC fired up. The freedom was making her head spin.

"Fuck... ," he moaned. He pressed his forehead to hers. "You're crazy. My parents will be here soon to help us move our stuff in."

"Then we had better be quick," she whispered. She bit her lower lip, reaching around with her other hand to squeeze his bum. "I like it when you fuck me hard and fast."

"Bloody hell," he gasped. He grabbed her and spun them both, backing her up against the wall. His mouth claimed hers, his tongue swirling deeply, possessively. She moaned, arching upwards and pumped him faster with her hand.

"Quick," she panted. She rucked up her skirt and slipped her underwear down, and Leander lifted her easily, propping her up against the wall.

He met her gaze, his cheeks flushed in excitement as he stroked long fingers against her heat. Her mouth opened, and she groaned, her eyes fluttering closed. He began to tease and then slid a finger inside of her. "Mmm, yes," she breathed.

"Merlin, you're soaked," he muttered. "You're a naughty girl."

"Only for you," she said. She slid one hand around his neck, the other pushing his trousers free of what she wanted. "Now," she begged. "I need you, now."

He filled her so perfectly, his hips thrusting up into her, one arm taking her weight, the other braced up against the wall. The sounds of pleasure spilling from their lips filled the little house, and MC was determined for this to be just the start.

Leander was still flushed, and MC was just finishing fixing her hair when Leander's parents arrived outside the front door. The lovers exchanged a little smile before he went to open it.

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MC lifted a stack of plates out of a box and placed them on the kitchen counter. She couldn't wait to cook dinners and serve them up at their little table, just them two, in their own kitchen.

It had been a long afternoon of arranging furniture and unpacking boxes. Leander and his father had built the bed first at his mother's instruction.

"It's the best idea, because once you're done with all the unpacking, you will be far too tired to build it then," Mrs Prewett had said. "At least you'll have somewhere to lay your head at the end of the day."

Leander and MC had exchanged a look, a rather heated and private look, but his mother must have eyes in the back of her head. Leander had received a swift clout on the arm. "Eyes on your work, son," she had said. "Save that kind of business for when I'm well and truly on my way home."

MC had smothered her giggle, quickly focusing her attention on hanging her dresses in the wardrobe while Leander had flushed crimson, rubbing his arm with a scowl. Leander's father had flashed him a knowing smirk as he arranged the bed frame.

She grinned, remembering the exchange as she began to wipe down the plates, ready to put them in the cupboard. Leander came up behind her, his head bending to kiss her neck, his hands wandering over her waist and hips. "Mmm, hello," he said into her neck. "We're finally alone."

"Got something in mind, have you," she teased. She tilted her head, loving the soft kisses he was trailing up towards her ear. His hand slid up to cup her breast, teasing her through the fabric of her blouse.

"Fancy bending over?" He whispered into her ear. She shivered and bit her lip. She shifted her hips, pressing her arse into him and grinding suggestively. His groan sent sparks flying through her.

MC flung out her hands, scrambling for purchase, her skirt shoved up around her waist as Leander fucked her into the kitchen worktop. He was lifting her hips up, hitting her at a delicious angle, her hands braced against the wooden worktop as she cried out her pleasure.

"Fuck, I'm close," he moaned. His hand wound around her hair, tugging quite sharply as his hips slapped against her backside. She grit her teeth, gasping as he hit up against her, deep and hard.

MC deliberately clenched herself around him and was rewarded with a lovely groan from his mouth, and then he thrust in deep, throbbing with his release. She smiled, breathing hard as he pulled out, his seed spilling onto her inner thigh, hot and wet.

She turned, wrapping her arms around him and seeking out a long, slow kiss. She smiled against his mouth. "Two rooms down, two more to go," she giggled.

"You're keeping a record, are you?" He grinned.

"I want you to take me in every room," she said. She swiped her thumb over his lips, teasing them. "No more sneaking or being quiet. I need to scream your name as we make this house our own."

His eyes widened, scandalised and excited. "What about the neighbours?" He asked, blushing a little. "They might hear us."

She chuckled, pressing kisses along his jaw. "Let them," she taunted.

"MC!" He gasped. Then they both giggled, holding on to each other.

"It's that, or we make good use of a silencing charm," she said. "Either way, I'm determined to have my wicked way with you."

Leander beamed and pressed a kiss to her forehead. "I must be the luckiest man alive right now. I love you, so much."

She cupped his face, staring up into his eyes. "Love you more."

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She had to admit it, his mother had been right. It was late, and MC stared at the neatly made bed, the soft pillows looking rather inviting after a long day setting up home.

Leander came out of the bathroom, hair still damp, a towel about his waist. "Bathroom is free," he said. He pressed a kiss to her cheek and opened a drawer to find his pyjamas.

MC eyed the toned muscle in his back and arms from all the work he had done on the family farm over the summer. She was tired and ached a bit, but heat stirred in her belly, especially as a drop of water slid down from his neck and trickled over his shoulder blade.

She moved closer to him, plucking his pyjamas from his hands and dropping them back into his drawer. "You won't be needing those," she said suggestively.

He met her gaze. "Is that so?"

She bit her lip, fingers trailing up over his damp skin to caress his shoulder and along his collar bone. "Wait for me, I'll be quick in the bathroom," she whispered.

"What in Merlin's name has got into you, MC," he chuckled. He grabbed her, pulling her in close to press a kiss to her lips. "Not that I am complaining, mind you."

"I'm just happy," she said. "I finally have you all to myself, and I am making the most of it."

He kissed her again, slower this time, and then again, her hands snaking up around his neck, her fingers sliding into his damp hair. She groaned and forced herself back from him. "Stop, I need to shower," she said reluctantly. "I promise I will be right back."

Climbing into bed with him, snuggling up under the new sheets, feeling the naked warmth of him pressed up against her, MC savoured every touch, every kiss.

They moved slower this time, re-exploring every curve, every inch of skin. The low candle light flickered on the nightstand as she stared into his eyes, their soft pants and moans filling the room as they made love. Leander took his time with her, ensuring she met her blissful release after the quick romps earlier that day.

Exhausted, but happy, they fell asleep in each other's arms. Neither of them waking until the sun rose the next morning.

They spent the day taking a trip into the local village, walking hand in hand, greeting the new neighbours they may or may not disturb with their antics. They shopped for food supplies before returning to finish off setting up their home.

MC cooked their first meal in their new kitchen, almost burning it after a few distracting kissing sessions, but they enjoyed dinner at their little table before they relaxed in front of the fire for the evening.

At bed time, MC slipped into the bathroom whilst Leander was in the shower. She tweaked back the curtain and playfully pinched his bum, giggling as he yelped in surprise.

"What are you up to?" He asked, giving her a look.

She pulled the curtain back a little more to show him she was naked. His eyes darkened. "Fuck," he whispered. He grabbed her hand. "Get in here," he urged.

Giggling, she stepped in and pressed herself against him, the warm water making her shiver pleasantly as it trickled over her head. She kissed him. "Last room in the house," she said.

"And then what?" He asked. He kissed her nose, her cheek, her jaw.

She smiled and smoothed her hands up his chest. "Then we start all over again," she replied.

"Now, that sounds like an excellent idea," he said.

His mouth claimed hers, and she welcomed the kiss, eager to continue celebrating their first proper home together.

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