#certainly doesn't do anything to “melt” his hard on though
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God. First off, I adore your writing so much!! Can never get enough tbh.
Secondly, Adam with a mommy kink?? And he doesn't even tell you until he accidentally lets it slip outside of the bedroom during a normal conversation. At first, he tries to deny it or cover it up by saying he totally said a different word, but after a bit of prodding he's putty in your hands and now you most certainly have an issue to deal with later today. Poor baby can berely even focus on his daily tasks with how embarrassed and eager he is.
And don't even get me started on when you actually get him in bed. He's such a brat, but his hard on immediately gives him away. Whisper a few sweet words in his ear, and suddenly, he's mommy's good little boy.
ah TYSM for the compliment!! i try my best🙏 and you're SO REAL abt adam😭
this is a bit ooc and yes i skimmed over his daily tasks because i couldn’t think of anything sorry 😭😭 hope you enjoy though!
what a mess
—adam x gn!reader
—includes : mommy kink, sub!adam, dom!reader, crying
“adam, for fuck’s sake just be normal for once and put your dishes in the sink—“
“c’mon, babes! there’s a lot!”
“there’s only four! god, you were doing so good the past week too! even rinsing your plates! what happened—?”
“mommy plea—,”
“…”
“…”
“say that again?”
“i said—uh, i said MONSTER. cause you’re a heartless fuckin’ monster making me put all these plates away in the sink—”
a start to a new revelation bloomed right in front of you, just like adam’s increasing blush. you laugh in glee, this news bringing so many questions to your mind.
“don’t be coy. c’mon, baby boy. what did you really call me?”
“wh—cough—HUH?” his startled face said it all as he looked at you, dumbfounded. sure, you’ve called him a few names before, but they were more on the line of ‘idiot’ and ‘dumbass’ rather than something endearing like ‘baby boy.’
and he liked it.
it was clear he did. from the way he gulped nervously, to how his eyes dilated like a cat’s, you knew.
you cackle at his dramatic reaction before opening your mouth, about to brush over the topic for your lover’s sanity before something truly miraculous happened.
“…mommy.”
his eyes divert to the floor, clearly nervous about your reaction. he wasn't one to share his more vulnerable side. it took months alone to have him admit that he even had flaws for goodness sake, but this was a big step for him. an act of trust.
and you sure as hell weren’t going to reject it.
“good boy,” you coo, lifting his head up with your hand, a gentle smile on your face. you feel him hesitantly rub his cheek into you palm, looking up at you with a dazed expression of shock. it was evident he didn't expect you to react this way.
when you plant a kiss on his lips, he’s practically melting into your touch. usually, he’d try to dominate every action, fighting for control to support his unhealthy ego, yet this time, he gave it all to you; a blessing.
he moans into your mouth weakly as you push him back into the kitchen counter, making him lean his back over it as you deepen the kiss. you can feel his breath quicken, the increasing warmth from his cheeks, and his desperate hands clawing at your waist.
all signs for you to keep going. an invitation to ravage him and leave him breathless.
but you pull back.
he whines in annoyance, grabbing your shoulder in order to make you come back, but you click your tongue, flicking his hand off you.
“you still have to go shopping, baby. later, i’ll deal with you, alright?”
he groans in frustration, glaring straight at you. but, you stay firm in your decision. he needs to be responsible. knowing that you won’t budge, he sighs, grumbling as he leaves to do his monotonous work.
“so good for me!”
that makes him leave real quick, hurriedly slamming the door behind him. goodness, he was so easy to fluster.
finally, the day passes, and he’s back home, clearly still embarrassed yet excited for what would come next. not to mention, impatient.
“shit, babes! you have no idea how fuckin’ hard it was to shop with you on my mind! couldn’t even focus on my goddamn lunch—mmpfh!”
but you can’t blame him. you are too.
he’s quickly shut up with your lips and pushed down to the bed with a firm hand as you climb on top of him. you remove his clothes hastily, not caring where it lands as you practically manhandle him.
“turn around for me, baby,” you huff out, the both of you gasping for air from your rushed kiss.
he frowns, glaring at you with defiance.
“why the hell would i do that? i wanna see your face when i fuck you,” adam smirks, running his hands up your sides. the fool.
you roll your eyes, raising an eyebrow at him.
“who said you would be the one fucking me?”
his expression was almost comical. his eyes blew up, and his mouth dropped in astonishment at your forwardness. but, with you over his body, pressed flushed against every inch of skin, you could feel he was into it. really into it, in fact.
you chuckle at his reaction before flipping his body around, a surprised grunt leaving his lips before you kiss his nape, trailing your tongue across it.
the shiver up his spine was delightful, and you feel him relax under your body as you continued pressing kisses down his spine like you were following a path. although it was quite a sweet action, it was obvious that adam wasn’t one to wait for the main course.
“c’mon, babes! the fuck is the hold-up?” he gripes, turning his face to the side to scowl at you.
“is that any way to talk to me? i thought you wanted to be good,” you move up until your lips are right beside his ear, your hands slipping underneath his chest, inching higher and higher.
“you were so polite this morning, and so adorable too with your blush covering your face, your eyes unable to meet mine,” your tone is hushed as you speak, and for once, adam is quiet, only focused on listening to you.
with a grin, you feel the buds on his chest as you roam your hands under his torso, and you can’t help but pinch them ever so slightly, eliciting a gasp from the gruff man below you.
“i know you can be good for me, pretty boy,” you kiss the corner of his jawline as you keep teasing his chest, making him shudder and moan from your fingers.
“so why don’t you try again and ask nicely this time, alright?” you say, nipping his ear ever so slightly.
his breath is shaky, and although known to be the most egotistical angel in heaven, his pride crumbles underneath your sweet words, melting his brain like chocolate over a warm fireplace.
“please—please, touch me more,” he manages to say, stumbling over his words as he surrenders himself to you.
“please, who?”
“please… m-mommy—AH! ha—,” he keens as you twist your fingers, making him jolt in both pleasure and pain, digging his face into the pillow.
“good boy!”
the whine that leaves his throat is full of joy, pleased at your praise.
and you never let it up as the night goes on.
“taking me so well, baby boy,” you say, thrusting into him slowly as you let him get used to it. it was the first time he’s done this, yet it was like he’s done it for years considering how his back arches in a crescent-like shape as he pleads for more, his hands and knees staying somewhat strong as he keeps himself up.
“f-fuck, ngh! how are you so—good at th-THIS!” he cries out, gasping like forgot how to breathe as a particularly deep thrust hits that foreign spot inside him, making his knees buckle in response.
“i could ask you the same thing,” you tease, holding him by the hips as you pick him up from his faltering position.
your pace starts to pick up, and he seems to absolutely love it, his eyes closing in bliss as he moans wantonly. how has he not done this sooner? this felt fucking amazing!
so amazing in fact, he didn’t notice how he kept babbling on how it was—
“so good! y-yes, ugh, FUCK! yeah—mommy, keep—going, m-mommy!”
shortly, his head hits the pillow as his arms give up, a loud wail escaping as you keep driving into him, making him feel like his whole world was flipping upside down. his voice was breaking, and the rasp rolling off his tongue was starting to sound a bit painful.
but it was absolutely delightful to see him fall into pieces like this. to deteriorate into a whining, begging mess for you. for him to run his voice dry just to have you to touch him.
“m-mommy! ah! gonna cum, oh fuck—! don’t stop!”he shouts, his glossy eyes opening slowly as he turns his head to the side, panting as he looks up at you.
a mess, really. he was a beautiful, desperate, mess of an angel. so lovely, he was. the thin layer of sweat reflecting the lamp in the room made him truly look heavenly, and the tears that had started to run down his cheeks seemed to make him even more divine.
the state of him was perfect, and you can’t help but take a mental picture of him in your head for later before fucking him relentlessly, your hand making its way to his cock slowly.
“wouldn’t dream of it.”
and only with a few touches, he seems to unravel instantly, a broken scream filling the room as he finishes, his fingers gripping the sheets like his life depends on it.
you let go of his hips, letting him collapse onto the bed as he shudders in brief aftershocks, panting heavily with his hair splayed wildly on the pillows.
you wrap your arms around him, whispering sweet nothings into his ear as he keeps whimpering for your love, your care. he’s just his needy self now, his persona gone, leaving only his affection-craving, tender self in your hands.
“thank…thank you, mommy.”
adam has always been a messy man. and although it was usually quite irritating, you don’t mind cleaning up after him this time…
he still has to do the dishes tomorrow though.
tags : @luciferspetduck @xx-all-purpose-nerd-xx @drlucichen @mvskedxrtist
how the fuck do i forget to add tags to every post
#hazbin hotel#dom reader#hazbin hotel x reader#hazbin hotel dom reader#sub hazbin hotel#adam x reader#bottom adam#sub adam#hazbin hotel adam
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Saw your NSFW alphabet post!
Uhh Denji(Csm), Reigen(ms100), and saitama(Opm) with the letters I, V, K, Y? If that’s not too much?
Also, can I be 🦑anon?
N$FW Alphabet Mini Event
So many 😍
(5/10)
Denji x Top!Male!Reader
Arataka Reigen x Top!Male!Reader
Saitama x Top!Male!Reader
I= Intimacy (how are they during the moment?)
Denji| not romantic at all. He'll just be whining like a baby that he wanted to have sex with a girl, but he calms down after you threaten him with leaving him like that on his own.
Denji is new to sex, straight or gay sex, he just doesn't know much, so he lets you do everything while he complains or holds in his moans.
After the first few times, he starts to get more into it and craves your touch, he loves it when you hold him close and he gets to press his face on your chest, flat or not.
Reigen| very, very shy. He's a blushing, stuttering mess.
He constantly whimpers and hides his face from your intense gaze, he starts tearing up if you keep telling him you wanna see him and hear his moans, but in the end, with tears running down his red cheeks, he moves his hands away and squeals when you pin them to the sides of his head, watching him come undone under you.
If you let him go, he gets really clingy and doesn't want you to move away from him, he loves the feeling of your body on top of his, crying against your neck.
Saitama| okay, when you're trying to hint at him he's definitely clueless, he has no idea what you're trying to do and why you keep getting so close to him.
He doesn't realize that your lingering touches mean something else, so it's a little frustrating on your end, so once you let out an "I wanna make love to you!" he finally gets it.
Now you're seeing a side of Saitama you've never really seen.
He gets shy and flustered, which wake his body more sensitive.
However... I do hope you have a body of steel because he can't measure his strength when he's overwhelmed.
V= Volume (how loud they are? what sounds they make?)
Denji| loud. Really loud. Even if you're covering his mouth, he's still too loud.
He's not doing it on purpose though, the movement of your hips against his has him releasing such lewd moans and whines, and he doesn't care if you press his face further into the pillow to quiet him down.
Reigen| well, it's one or the other, he's loud or he's quiet, and it depends on how you're fucking him honestly.
He tends to get more vocal when he's just too horny and needy, but then he's shy and quiet when you've been indulging him, but if you want him to be louder, he'll be a little bit louder for you.
However, once he gets into it, you're gonna have to be mindful of where you are fucking, because he will not quiet down.
Saitama| rather quiet. It usually just breathy moans and gasps, but on the occasion you get him to release a loud moan, he'll instantly cover his mouth and look away, embarrassed that he let out such a loud sound, of course, you wanna hear him more so you purposely fuck him hard, just the way you know it'll make him uncover his mouth to hold onto you or grip the sheets.
K= Kinks (one or more of their kinks)
Denji| for some reason... I feel like he's into breeding, something about feeling your cum filling him up is enough to make him cum untouched.
Size kink is also something he's into, he just loves looking down and seeing your cock pressing against his abdomen, or just the sheer size of your body looming over his. May have been that longing for someone to protect him when he was a kid, but he feels safe when you hold him.
(He's still unsure himself about what kinks he has but he's willing to try anything)
Reigen| pet play, I don't make the rules.
At first, he would call you master or sir as a way to tease you, but the moment you held his face and called him "bunny" he melted.
Along to go with the play, we have feminization. Who wouldn't want to see Reigen in a sexy bunny girl costume, wearing a collar around his neck? I certainly wouldn't mind.
Oh! Orgasm control, he loves it when ton control when he can cum, if you let him cum at all, the way his body shivers as he cums makes his eyes roll back and his mind goes blank.
Saitama| even though he could easily free himself, he loves how vulnerable he feels when he's restrained.
Bondage is something Saitama enjoys, mainly because he can take any kind of pain you inflict onto him, but when he can't see you and you're just being so gentle makes his body tingle.
Power play, he likes to act as such a tough, strong guy, only to get his ass handed to him when you have him pinned down, fucking into him roughly.
Ooh~? Food play~? Something about licking chocolate syrup off your cock makes his body weak, and if you do the same thing to him? He's done for.
Y= Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
Denji| high. He's horny pretty much all the time, sometimes he gets touchy and clingy when you are having dinner/breakfast with Aki and Power.
Denji is pretty obvious when he honey and, even if those two know what you're gonna be doing, you'll rather have sex somewhere else, you find a love hotel nearby or just go to your house/apartment.
Denji just doesn't think he'll ever be able to get over how good sex with you feels.
Reigen| only when he's bored and has pretty much nothing to do, or if he's stressed and nothing helps him.
Those are usually the times when he's feeling horny, but anytime you are, he's willing to drop whatever he's doing to have you fuck him.
Saitama| never. You will not see Saitama actively trying to have sex or being horny at all, it is usually you who's the horny boyfriend.
Even so, you have to keep in mind that Saitama can go for a long time, he has too much stamina, and you are gonna have issues keeping up with him, so it's more of a "are you physically capable to keep up with him?" than just "I'm horny, wanna smash?" type of thing
#.🦑 anon#.lee's mini event.#denji x reader#denji x male reader#chainsaw man x reader#chainsaw man x male reader#arataka reigen x reader#arataka reigen x male reader#mob psycho 100 x reader#mob psycho 100 x male reader#saitama x reader#saitama x male reader#one punch man x reader#one punch man x male reader#male reader#reader insert#x reader
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Heartsteel Ezreal Boyfriend HC's
On a side note, I'm using wet--milk's gifs on like all of these wanna say thanks for clippin good gifs person!
~To the cute green haired Ezreal~
~Floof, mostly just floof honestly -shrug- as always enter at your own risk!~
Ezreal is the kind of guy who does not G.A.F about PDA. He will kiss you, hug you, smother you in affection no matter where you are. Ironically, he was shy when the two of you first met, but that flew out the window as soon as he realized how amazing you treat him and how you accepted him so purely. Contrary to his general attitude, if anyone starts giving you any extra attention that makes him or you uncomfortable, he will confront them. He will be brave and walk up to them and tell them who he is to you and make sure they know not to f around. "You're so cuuute! Come here. -Hug-. Honestly, y/n, I never want to let you go." "Is there a reason you're talking to my partner? Carry on, see what happens."
Ezreal is THE joker. He acts shy a lot of the time, but he is a huge goof ball. He will constantly be scheming with his bandmates for a silly prank to pull on you. As a matter of fact, Ezreal and Sett have pulled quite a few pranks on you. They never let you in on the ones against Kayn and Aphelios though, and certainly it can't be because they don't want you to know all their secret plans, right? On the contrary, it is hilarious to prank him especially to scare him, because he has the best reactions! Usually, you team up with his other victims to get back at him, and it makes it all the more worth it. "Hehehe, sorry my love. We just thought it would be funny. Please don't be mad at me? Awh, I knew you couldn't stay mad at this face!"
Ezreal is... an attention seeker. All his life he has been striving to be in the spotlight, and that is no different when it comes to you. He will be attached to you by the hip wherever you go. He even took it upon himself to steal some of "his" posters from his bandmates rooms and hang them up in your bedroom, so you always see him even if you aren't together. If you ignore him to rile him up, be prepared for an onslaught of tackle-cuddles and kisses when it's just the two of you. He will also take it upon himself to shower you in attention. When you dress up for him, for example, he will lower his glasses and look at you through his lashes with his jaw dropped. He is your ultimate hype man. "Do you like them? Yeah, I used to be in a band before Heartsteel, can you believe it? What? No, I'm not taking them down!" "Come here, why have you been ignoring me? -1000 tiny kisses all over your face- You have no choice but to pay attention to me now!"
Ezreal's kisses are sporadic, chaotic, and messy- but not in a bad way. He has this way about him that makes him almost seem desperate when he kisses you, like he's a man starved. Sometimes he will even push you against the wall, groaning into your mouth when you finally let him in. He will back away from you, pulling at his hair and biting his lip to show you how much you affect him. On the other hand, if you take the lead he will literally melt into a puddle. If you grasp his face, pull him close and kiss him gently, he releases little whines that make butterflies erupt in your stomach. "Gods, you're so perfect. I'm not going to stop kissing you. Ever. You got that?"
Ezreal is a pouter when you argue, but he is also such a joker that it's hard for him to tell when you're actually upset with him. Once he does, he will do literally anything to make sure that you aren't mad at him for long, even if it means contradicting what he thought was right in the moment. He will become a soppy mess if you actually show him your anger. May even shed a tear. By the end of it, you feel so bad you have to give him loving to make up for it all. "Love, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were serious... I promise I'll pay more attention next time, okay? Come here, let's cuddle about it."
Ezreal just doesn't say goodbye. As a matter of fact, he just assumes he is going with you wherever you go, and vice versa. If you somehow end up somewhere without him, if he doesn't know where you are, he may just go into a slight panic? Usually running to Yone for help, eventually getting a text back from you (he sent SO MANY texts). His separation anxiety is cute, even though it's sad, and it makes you hyper aware of just how obsessed with you he is. "Where ARE you, my love? Oh my gods, you scared me! Please don't leave me again, I don't think my heart can handle it."
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dialogue prompt with love of my life (besides you) remus ‘why didn’t you ever kiss me?’ <3<3<3
I actually really like how this turned out and it infuriates me cos I could never write something like this for a long fic no matter how hard I tried 😂 thank you so so much for requesting!!! ♡ fem!reader
Remus Lupin kisses everybody. You aren't kidding around. Everywhere you go you swear Remus is there kissing somebody. Parties, bathrooms, empty classrooms. You've seen him have more kisses in the last year than you've had in your entire life, and it drives you mad with jealousy.
He's kissing everybody except for you.
It's no secret that you like him. Your friends know, so his friends know, and so he definitely knows. He's likely known since way before you finished school. And you don't want to say he's promiscuous but he's certainly no prude — his not wanting to kiss you is purely because you're you.
It's hard not to be offended. It hurts your feelings, but if he doesn't wanna kiss you there's nothing you can do about it, and there's no crime in his lack of interest.
It fucking stings, though.
It's purely chance that you end up alone with him. You're in the kitchen in Sirius flat domineering a game of poker. Sirius got up for a smoke, James went to find Lily, Marl and Mary needed to pee. Frank had to call his dad and Alice decided her pregnancy cravings couldn't be ignored anymore. You're almost begging Remus to make an excuse and leave rather than sit beside you as he is, quiet and completely at ease, his hand clearly in your line of view.
"You're cheating," he accuses quietly.
"You're sloppy."
He laughs. It's a sweet sound, high-pitched and erratic like you've startled him. "That's what they say." He spread his cards wider, slouching back in his seat to look at you lazily. "Wha' d'you think? Winning hand?"
"No. Definitely not."
He folds them. "Figures. I've never been any good at shit like this."
"Poker's half luck."
"Don't let James hear you say that."
You pretend to zip your lips closed.
Remus sits up slightly and stares at you. It's hard to ignore it, his gaze a heated lick over the side of your face.
"What?" you ask.
"Looking at you."
Your stomach does a flip. "Anything interesting?" you ask, shuffling the deck in your hands to stop yourself from melting under his eyes.
"You're pretty."
"Oh," you say, "now you notice."
"What's that mean?"
"Just that I've-" You huff and set down the deck. "Forget it."
He pauses for a second before shrugging. "You've always been pretty."
You scratch the green velvet of the poker table and it's a horrible sound, your shoulders tensing up. Why would he say that? What's his motivation? If he was going to try and make a move on you, you figured he would've done it years ago. Now you're almost friends, you're so close to being over him.
"Remus," you mumble. "Don't."
"Sorry," he says, sounding genuine. "I'm not trying to embarrass you. You look good tonight, is all. Thought someone should tell you."
"Thank you."
He nods. "You're welcome."
"Did somebody spike you?"
"No? Why, am I acting like that?"
"Yes, you absolutely are. You're being weird."
And maybe you're being cruel, but his talking to you like this feels like somebody's pulling on an exposed nerve. He must know how badly you want him to like you. How badly you wanted other things.
"You make me nervous."
You glare at him. "I won't be a mouse you play with because you're bored, Remus."
He holds his hands up in surrender, blinking as he sits properly. "That's not what I'm doing. Just telling you the truth. You make me nervous, you always do."
You wilt. Yes, you suppose your current hostility could put anybody off.
You push all the cuticles back on your nails and try not to look at him. Eventually everybody comes back and you finish your game of poker, a distracted dealer. You're pretty sure they've all noticed you're off now, and you catch Sirius and Remus staring at each other quizzically.
You bow out and Frank takes over, wanting to escape the suffocating atmosphere and heat of the kitchen. You let yourself out onto the patio and walk a little ways into the garden, clean but bare of decorations. It's so dark there are stars like white pinheads thrown in the sky above you. You tip your head back and breathe in the crisp air.
The door opens. You know exactly who it is.
You don't want to deal with him. You don't like this game.
"I'm sorry," Remus says, footsteps soft as he approaches, "If I've upset you."
You don't answer. You ball your hands into fists and keep on staring up at the sky, though you realise soon enough that you likely look insane and set your eyes on the pitch horizon instead, a sea of city lights and trees.
"Why-" You scrunch your hands together, the sound like leather. "Why didn't you ever kiss me?"
"Did you want me to?"
"Yeah, I did. You know I did."
He concedes quickly. "Alright, yeah, I did. But..."
"But what? I'm pretty, but not pretty enough?"
"It was never about looks."
Well, that's humbling. Again, you can see his point. You're not exactly operating as a normal person right now. You're honestly in disbelief that this is even happening, and your adrenaline has you saying things you wouldn't normally say.
"Right."
He stands to your left, and after a moment he moves in front of you, occluding the view.
"It's different with you."
You stare at him. He has very brown eyes with darker flecks like a deeply steeped tea. The scar through his eyebrow pulls as he grimaces.
"It's easy with everybody else. None of it means anything. But you actually liked me," he explains. There's a subtle undertone to his words, a soft plea. "I knew it would've had to mean something."
"Not necessarily," you deny, quiet. You both know you're lying. If Remus had ever kissed you or fucked you for fun it would've been alright at first, but it would've eaten you alive in the end.
"And I liked you. I liked talking to you. You're one of the only people I've ever met that looks at me, and not," — he hits his own thigh lightly — "everything else."
There's a stretch of silence, options to be weighed.
You hesitate. "'Liked'?"
Remus doesn't sound incensed, or even particularly passionate. He sounds like he's been defeated, and he's taking it all graciously. "I liked you. I like you. I know I'm telling you now at the wrong time. That you don't- Well. I just thought I'd tell you."
"Why's it the wrong time?"
His eyes crease. You can see it on the tip of his tongue. Because you don't like me anymore.
You shake your head.
He's sweet like this. You're not sure you've ever seen him nervous before. He looks behind him like there's something there, though obviously it's all paving stones and dead potted plants.
You take a tentative step toward him.
His hand is hot as a hearth as he takes your waist and pulls. His lips are hotter still, a fire of heat against yours. You inhale in surprise at his sudden kiss and it only serves to bring him closer, your hands loose and limp at your sides.
He covers your cheek with half a hand, a huge hand, and you feel surrounded by him. You reach for his arms, have no clue what to do once you've found them, fingers toying with the short sleeves of his t-shirt. As he kisses you your confidence grows. You grasp at the ridges and curves of his biceps and manage to get your hand behind his neck, keeping him in place when he starts to pull away.
"Dove," he says, though you kiss him before he can continue.
"Sorry," you say, easing back.
"No, don't be," he murmurs, cradling your face, "just wanted to see you."
You lean up for another kiss and find it hot and heavy as the first, years of wanting pressed too firm into his mouth. His lips part under the pressure. His tongue brushes against yours and you're shocked enough to spring apart from him.
"Sorry," he says.
You both laugh at your apologies. It's super new to be this close to him. It feels right.
He teases the corner of your eye with an extremely careful fingertip, lashes twitching at his touch.
"I meant what I said. You've always been," — he touches his forehead to yours quickly — "so pretty."
"I think you're pretty too."
You swear you can hear his smile.
"I had a hunch," he says.
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67 if the steddies is still open!!!
HELLO THERE! Hi! Sorry this took a second, but it is here. And it certainly is something. #67 on my Spotify Wrapped is Judas by Lady Gaga
The following blurb is rated a Hard M/Soft E. There is religious fuckery, daddy kink, hand kink, and spit. (Isn't there always with me?) Anywhozle, minors DNI. Everyone else, Enjoy.
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Eddie loves Sundays. Sundays are great. He has time to lay down a few new guitar tracks, he gets high at noon, lounges around his house in his boxers.
Sundays are great. Lately, Eddie gets something better than all of that though.
He gets Steve Harrington, pent up and in his Sunday best.
Eddie fucking loves Sundays.
He checks his watch, 12:15. Lovely. Steve should be here any--Eddie smiles to himself when he hears the soft knock at his front door. His soft boy.
Eddie waltzes over, pulling the front door open and Steve's eyes--big and wide--meet his own.
"Hi." Steve breathes as his eyes run up and down Eddie's shirtless tattooed chest. Eddie holds back a laugh, but can't stop the smirk when Steve's eyes go wider when he drags his gaze over Eddie's half hard cock in his boxer--He was tracking a bad ass song. So he got a little excited. Kill him. Steve's eyes snap back up to Eddie's.
He has a staring problem, Eddie's boy does. Eddie grabs him by the waist, Steve letting out a soft hum as Eddie pulls him inside. Sweet little thing.
"Hi baby boy." He says before pulling Steve in for a kiss. It's not even anything, a quick thing. Eddie has done much worse to his baby, but Steve whimpers. Melts into it.
So, church was rough today then.
Eddie can work with this.
He deepens the kiss, pushing his tongue into Steve's soft mouth, past his pink lips. Steve's lets out a noise between a sigh and a moan. Whines when Eddie pulls away, chasing after his lips.
Eddie leans back, grabbing Steve's face. Steve leans into his hand, hums. Eddie runs his finger over his cheekbone, delighting in the red blush running over his pretty face. He cocks his head, "Rough service?"
Steve shakes his head, still leaning into Eddie's touch. "D'wanna talk about it. Just want you." Steve jerks his head out of Eddie's hold and leans forward, trying for a kiss and Eddie clicks his tongue against his teeth, dropping his hold of Steve completely.
Eddie makes his way back to his sofa and Steve just stands by the door, eyes wide, frown wider. "I--Eds please." He breathes.
Eddie throws the strap of his guitar over his back and levels Steve with a sharp look. "Please what baby boy?"
"I--I need--" He stutters and Eddie raises an eyebrow. "I need you, daddy."
Oh. Steve only pulls that out when he's particularly down. Eddie tries his best not to smirk. His pretty baby will get what he needs, always does.
"I know you do, precious. But, I need to get this guitar tracking finished. So why don't you come over here and wait while I do?"
Eddie watches as Steve pouts. Perfect pink lip jutting out. Eddie sighs, "Stevie, you better put that bratty little lip away right now. You wanna be good, don't you?"
Steve straightens up and nods. Lets out a breathy "Yes."
Eddie smiles at that. "There's my good boy. C'mere, kneel in front of me. I want you to watch."
Steve is quick, doesn't even bother to take off his suit jacket as he rushes over. Eddie is quicker, throws a pillow down, before Steve can hurt himself on the damn hardwood.
"Jesus, baby." Eddie breathes. "Be nice to yourself."
Steve just kneels, eyes locked on Eddie's, doesn't speak. Doesn't want to. He is a man of little words on Sunday afternoons. His stupid fucking church ruse takes everything out of him.
Eddie hums, leaning forward to run a hand through Steve's hair, before he settles back into the sofa and hit the record button on his mac. This song is intense. Heavy guitar, he loses himself in it, like he is wont to do. Things couldn't be better for Eddie, he's got a successful music career and a fucking angel at his feet.
It's over before he knows it. He looks to Steve, still dutifully kneeling on his pillow. Eddie expects Steve's eyes to find his, like they always do, but Steve isn't looking for eye contact. He's looking at Eddie's hands. He watches as Steve's eyes track his fingers as he pulls off the guitar, sets it on the couch. Steve's eyes follow. Eddie smirks.
He snaps his fingers and that's what does it. Steve's eyes jerk up.
"Whatcha thinking about baby?" Eddie asks.
Steve just hums. "Your hands--fingers. Want 'em."
Eddie smirks, patting his lap, come here baby boy."
His boy scrambles up, quickly sitting in Eddie's lap, he leans forward for a kiss, which Eddie allows, before he leans back running his thumb across spit slicked lips. Steve's mouth drops open, tongue lolling out and Eddie--well.
Eddie pulls, forcing Steve's mouth to open wider and spits. Steve moans, but doesn't swallow. Knows not to.
"God, you are such a good boy." Eddie growls as he plunges to fingers into Steve's mouth, running them over his tongue, mixing his and Steve's spit. He pushes them back, into Steve's throat, "Swallow baby."
Steve groans as he swallows around the fingers in his mouth. Eddie can feel his cock through his dress pants. Today will be fun.
Eddie pulls his fingers out, watches as Steve's tries to lean forward, pull them back in. He taps at Steve's cheek, rubbing the spit up and down his pretty cheek.
Steve whimpers. "Oh my god."
Eddie laughs, darkly. "Mm no baby, God's not here."
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Jesus is my virtue, and Judas is the demon I cling to.
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Willowclaw Nightcloud sparring buddies to lovers slowburn send post
[ID: A headshot Willowclaw from Warrior Cats. She's a fluffy gray cat with deep, reddish amber eyes and white highlights.]
Background characters that mysteriously vanish between books that I get to give brand new personalities to, my beloved
She's allegiance-only. We know nothing about this woman. There's a Missing Kit statement that she got her name for being a "Fierce Fighter" and that's it. So obviously I'm obsessed with her and I'm giving her stuff to do in BB <3
I might have do the Sparring Buddies to Lovers slowburn or I might just have them remain friends... but in any case here she is. A future buddy of Nightcloud. Girl who has positive opinions on Nightcloud but never really said anything until Nightcloud reached out.
Are you READY for RANDOM INFORMATION THAT I COMPLETELY MADE UP FOR HER? LETS GO
She LOVES kibble. It's her favorite food. She can't even begin to try and recreate the dish at home because then it would be known that she regularly takes food from humans.
Willowclaw is known as one of the strongest warriors in WindClan, but also one of the most secretive. She barely talks and her Clanmates gossip about her a lot because she's so mysterious.
She secretly speaks a fair amount of Seamew because she does hang out with local barn cats and loners. Yew probably learned some Clanmew from her.
That's also where her three kits came from, various local toms. She claimed Queen's Rights of course.
Those kits are Furzepelt, Boulderfur, and Dewspots.
(I wish I could give Dewspots some kits of her own too... but WindClan has sooo fewww catsss)
Her family is 100% different from the Missing Kit statement; her mother and father are Robinflight (prev. Robinwing WC) and Whintail (prev. Gorsetail TNP), her brothers are Owlwhisker and Weaselfur.
Willowclaw is probably slightly older than her brothers, and she looks NOTHING like them. I'm not sure if she was adopted or if one of her parents had an affair but I don't think she's completely related to Owl and Weasel.
Aftergathering attender. Brings kibble and drives a hard bargain to any cat who's curious about what crunchies taste like.
When she's in camp she's usually training, likes border patrols.
She's known as a loner, but she pulls her weight and isn't CHRONICALLY absent so she's left to it.
Anyone who talks bad about her can get clobbered if they want; she's not afraid to exercise her Right to Challenge.
Honestly though? She has good opinions about Nightcloud (strong, hardworking, polite, yet not a total pushover), but she thinks Breezepelt is a bad egg. She's not entirely unfounded in that opinion either-- Furzepaw was Breezepelt's apprentice, and he brought her into the Dark Forest with him. Furzepelt later runs off with him and Sunstrike to join The Kin, too.
(her relationship with furze was... strained. She loves her daughter, but blames most of her problems on Breezepelt. She doesn't understand why she can't just be like Dew and Boulder.)
Meanwhile HARESPRING, blessed boy, mentor of her sweet boy BOULDERFUR, is going to make a wonderful deputy because he has learned from his mistakes. Thank the Stars it wasn't Crowfeather.
She's one of the few cats who fins Crowfeather absolutely INSUFFERABLE. Egotistical little freak. It's no wonder Breezepelt turned out the way he did, when Crowf is SO full of himself. She was popping the FRESH kibble when Onestar stripped him of his Honor Title and exiled him for a while as Just Crow.
But, these opinions, she keeps to herself. Willowclaw rarely does more than react with a smug smile or a grumble-- and she CERTAINLY doesn't get involved in politics. Which is a shame because she's strong and senior enough to be considered for the role of Deputy, but she's really not a leader.
When she makes friends with Nightcloud, she'll be in camp a lot more, almost like Night's "melting" her shell a bit. It's met with baffled rumors from the other WindClan cats. Was it really THAT easy? Nightcloud just asking to hang out with Willowclaw more? THAT'S what got her to be more social?
"Yes," She deadpans, side-eyeing anyone who's still talking, "Maybe they just weren't interesting enough."
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~ rollo flamme hc's ♡ fluff / gn. reader
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-[i] ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ း " headcanons Lol" ͮ 𑄹
pairing] rollo (frollo, ruru, fruit roll up)
cw] . nothing really (?)
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It would be at the masquerade event that you and your friends went too.
If you didn't go to NRC you probably would have been invited by another one of his dormmates. But if you were going to NRC, he would probably think of you as one of them, "regular" snobby "rich" (notice how they are in ") students who have to get in fights with everyone.
First Impressions:
As I previously said, this was during the masquerade event. You were coming a bit late than anticipated. When you arrived there at the campus (I'm pretty sure), you were greeted by one of the school students.
They quickly guided your way to where everyone currently was.
As you turned around the corner you locked eyes with his. Well, that certainly wasn't what he was expecting, he thought you would look more… untitled.
Becoming friends
Yeah um, Rollo cerntainly isn't easy to get along with due to his cold nature, and intimidating face. It would take you sometime to get to know him, which would probably take forever. Also, not to mention my dude is probably comes off that he doesnt care about anything, or anyone. Just saying, he totally laughs at you when you fall.
Feelings:
First of all, he doesn't fall in love THAT easily. Second of all, rest in peace for you, Rollo is a tsundere when comes to love, and just like any classic tsundere, he is clueless. He mutters and calls you sometimes an idiot and other degrading names.
Confessions are very- VERY hard for him because he's not used to being this vulnerable before. Building up the courage to even write down his feelings might take years. There is a 10% chance that he might accidentally say it in person though.
Dating:
If you accepted his confession, well then, congrats! You now have a melting Rollo in your hands! And also you two are dating. He trusts you with his life fr <3. Study, Sightseeing, and picnic dates are the most common between you two. I can see him using nicknames like Idiot, lovely, and Y/N (he’s still a tsundere btw).
What I can't see him doing is PDA, apparently, this man has an image to uphold. Though… He won't mind holding your hand on occasions.
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Patching You Up series (Capitano Edition)
(looks at all the other series I want/need to write more for)
(looks away)
(starts writing a new one)
Content: Capitano helps out a mildly injured reader! Gender neutral, injury is scraped knees and hands from tripping over. Light mentions of wounds, blood, etc. Reader is described as physically smaller than Capitano simply because he's a bear of a man. Reader and Capitano have an established relationship (can be read as platonic, romantic or anything in between!)
Capitano warned you, he really did. He'd informed you that the ground outside was slippery, that you should be careful and not run, but you simply couldn't help yourself upon spotting something that piqued your interest a few paces off the path.
Now, here you are, reeling as you recover from the shock of having slipped over. The pain hasn't quite begun to set in just yet, but you can see the rough scrapes and mud on your arms and legs already, and your clothing is wet from half-melted snow mush.
Capitano sighs - it's less of an annoyed sigh, and more of a pitying one. He's too kind to remind you that he told you so, and instead just walks up behind you. "Are you alright?" His voice is deep and slow, and rasps out of his helmet like slivers of wood being carved off of a branch.
"I...I..." you trail off as the pain suddenly seems to hit you all at once and you sit back on your haunches, looking down at your hands, beading with bright red blood. "I fell." You tell him in a soft voice, as if he hadn't just seen you tumble over.
Capitano makes a soft tutting noise, walking around beside you and extending his arm out, tilting his head to the side in a silent question of whether you'd like his help or not.
You reach out for him, and he's there within moments, wrapping his big, broad arms around you as he helps you up. You choke back a noise of pain as you stand and your scraped knees ache in protest, the scraped sensation feeling as if it's burning you.
To your surprise, Capitano doesn't stop once you're steady on your feet. Instead, he scoops you up, holding you bridal-style up against his chest. You shy away slightly to prevent his hard plate armour from touching your wounds and cradle your hands close to your chest.
Capitano adjusts his grip on you until you're as comfortable as possible, then turns a slow circle, observing your surroundings. When he sets off once more, it is most certainly not in the direction that you came from.
"Where are we...?" You trail off, blinking slowly up at Capitano, though you can't make out any features through the pitch darkness under his mask.
"Hunters cabin." He explains simply, and you can feel his voice reverberating in his chest.
The steady pace he walks at is soothing and repetitive, giving you something to focus on other than the pain you're in. The snow crunches beneath Capitano's heavy feet in a rather satisfying way.
It doesn't take you long to arrive at the cabin - it seems like it was once indeed someone's hunting cabin, but had since been repurposed for the Fatui to use on field operations. The door is unlocked, and Capitano lets himself in, ducking down slightly to get through the door.
The cabin is quaint and cosy, though it seems like it's been a while since anyone stayed here. Capitano sets you down on a rickety wooden seat by the small, round dining table (haphazardly adorned with a dusty, checker-patterned cloth), lighting some lanterns with flickers of some kind of pyro-magic infused device as he scrounges around for what he's looking for.
There's not really much for you to do except watch him as he bustles about, surprisingly quiet for such a large, heavily armoured man. You can feel the pain in your hands and knees throbbing, but force yourself to keep up a brave face.
By the time Capitano returns, he has a few items in hand. You open your mouth to ask a question, but the man before you is already tending to your wounds before you can get the words out.
He's shockingly gentle and careful, attentive to detail despite his thick gloves. He cleans up your hands first, applying antiseptic and bandaging them with a sort of tenderness that you rarely recall having seen in him before.
Capitano kneels down in front of you, then looks up and waits silently for your affirmative nod before rolling up your trouser legs to patch up your grazed knees - the sideways tilt to his head is almost reminiscent of a sad puppy.
"There." He hums, once the last bandage is secured around your right knee. Though it still stings, it feels better knowing your injuries are clean, and there's something about the careful attentivess he displayed when looking after you that makes you feel warm inside.
"What are we gonna do now?" You ask him, dreading his answer a little.
Capitano straightens up to his full height (so tall his head almost brushes the roof of the rather little cabin), gaze lingering on your for a few moments before he looks around the cabin slowly.
"I..." He reaches up to brush back a tightly coiled lock of his pitch black hair. "Suppose it wouldn't hurt to... Stay a while." He concedes, gaze travelling over to the food rations sitting in the small kitchenette before finally landing on you once again.
You feel small and exposed sitting here while Capitano pins you with his invisible gaze, but the gradual slope of his shoulders tells you that he's relaxing, which isn't something you often see him do. "Stay there." He tells you, his voice a little softer than usual. "I'll go see if there's any firewood."
Please don't repost, copy, plagiarise or otherwise steal my writing!!
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I am LIVING for the househusband shenanigans, it gives me so many ideas (super long ask i'm sorry lol)
but i love the idea of the chain ending up in reader's world, more permanently, and after falling hard for reader to boot, so the period of adjustment for everyone is wild and what the fuck is reader supposed to do with 9 (or more, depending who you ask) lovesick heroes in their house fit for 1-2 people?? not to mention none of them have documentation or decent knowledge of modern culture
i can imagine some of the Links (time, legend, four) jumping at the opportunity to learn more about their darling's world, and their likes and dislikes, in order to better understand them and get closer to them (it's the feeling of wanting to know every possible thing about something they're obsessed with, just completely filling their brain with it)
Some (most) Links are going to be straight up hazards to themselves and their environment with their curiosity and lack of understanding for technology. it doesn't matter what precautions you take something is going to get blown up in the microwave.
wild and sage would probably attempt to cook for you, knowing how stressed you are about the whole thing, only to wildly overestimate how long it takes to cook something with a microwave (all you'd told them was that it heated things up like a cooking pot) and also fail to realize that some things cannot be put in the microwave
an alarm clock or something goes off, and one of them smashes it thinking its a threat (time... old man don't know shit about tech and he's too traumatized)
and good luck getting your clothes back because all of the boys are going to participate in the theft of them at some point. doesn't even matter if it's not something they can wear. they just want it because it's yours and it smells like you and it's like a piece of you-
speaking of clothes, if you start to voice concern for lack of clothing (bc someone keeps taking all of them) they are all jumping at the chance to lend you their own
Legend would leave a spare tunic of his for you, not even giving you the chance to decline when you simply find it folded on your bed. And he'd mend or tailor anything for you that you have complaints with, asking you so (uncharacterisitically) nicely to be with him while he does it, because, he's going through the trouble for you, the least you can do is keep him company, right?
He might even intentionally cause problems with your clothes, if he's desperate enough for attention. But how can you blame him? He knows it's not your fault, but your mind just been all over the place with everything going on and with the time you've been spending with the other he just feels left out.
All he wants is your praise, to hear you tell him thank you, and that he did a good job, and maybe run a hand through his hair, yeah? God, he'd just melt against if you did that. It makes everything beyond worth it, for you to stroke his hair and tell him how you don't know what you'd do without him. His angel, it makes him feel so blissful, so special when you give him your attention like that.
A few of them would eventually get the idea to get a job, prompting the rest to act as well. They can't just let their god(dess) take care of everything, can they? That would be asinine.
It would be difficult, considering they don't have...ID's, or anything of the like, but there are still ways for them to earn money
i could go on, but... yeah lol
Don't worry about it being long, I love getting asks like these!! I love talking about the househusband au, all the different ways it could go with the chain and the different members are really fun to explore! And all of your ideas in this one are just 😭💖 I'd always welcome any asks or dm's about the au, because it's just so much fun to hear everyone else's ideas for how it'd work as well!✨✨
The housing is certainly an issue for the chain though SOJNCAN with that many people not used to the modern world in such a small place?? They're basically begging for something bad to happen, like a fire or something breaking even worse if reader's house is being rented to them. Documentation and ID's as well? For some of the chain, they could likely get away with it, but it's really a goal for them to get ID asap because if they do they can get out of a lot of legal issues Wind and the "kids" (Wild and Cal) are the first of the rest to get ID for the sake of school. And there'd likely be a written language barrier as well! If reader wanted to buy some other place to live they better start saving, who knows maybe they could just trade in a few rupees at a time and have a new place in a matter of days?
As for the ones you've mentioned wanting to learn everything possible, it'd get to a point where they're sitting with bloodshot eyes in front of either readers laptop they've borrowed or something they managed to buy steal for themselves having gone down a cursed Wikipedia rabbit hole, Maybe even watching through some playthroughs of their own games? Or if reader was still studying, like at uni or something, suddenly they know more than even the experts in that field.
ALL of the links at some point get dangerously close to breaking something, it's more a matter of if one of the more experienced cough Sage cough or reader steps in time to stop them. I absolutely adore all the different things you've suggested though, the microwave and the alarm clock??? Time's still got trauma to do with clocks and alarms and it's so perfect✨✨
The chain stealing readers clothes is also just 🥹, it's the easier option than even washing their own clothes with their laundry not because readers worn these in the past, no never. May I raise the idea to them stealing things they can't wear to putting the clothes that don't fit for whatever reason onto pillows?? so they can hold a part of their beloved when they sleep.
Legend with fixing their clothes as well as lending them his own I'm sobbing 😭😭😭, since ofc he's one of the more sensible ones he gets left alone far more often so he's so much more desperate for their attention even though he only gets less because they trust him more alone. So for him to get those small moments of praise, even though they're so small because it's only a matter of seconds till readers torn away again by someone else shouting for their help 😭
I think I've mentioned them getting jobs if they were dumped irl, seeing as there are a few they could do without ID you couldn't pry influencer!wars out of my cold dead hands. The moment of realisation they've been using their darling would be such a moment of guilt before they follow legend's/sage's leads and start working or helping reader around the house, those links at school would be getting the top grades in their classes seeing as that's what reader wants them to focus on.
#yandere linked universe x reader#linked universe x reader#househusband sage#yandere linked universe#moss✦answers
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If you don't mind may I have a G1 soundwave with a Cybertronian gn reader? Lets say that soundwave has a crush on reader but doesn't know how to confess, so he drops hints about it but reader probably thinks he's joking and laughs it off and he just gets really frustrated until he realizes someone else likes you and gets more nervous and stress and the way he confesses is up to you :)
G1 Soundwave x GN Cybertronian Reader
Reader is gender neutral
Bot instead of mech or femme
Readers frame type, paint job, etc are unspecified.
(designation) = your name
I hope you like it
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Soundwave was sitting alone listening to your voice recordings while looking out the window at the strange ocean dwellers. After the ship has been underwater for so long, there were finally personal quarters again. The repairs and draining had taken longer than expected, but that was anticipated what with Starscream fumbling many of Megatrons plans and even some humans getting in the way of things. Your voice is unlike any of the others and certainly not like his own monotonous one. It does wonders to soothe him, especially in person, recordings just don't do you justice, both visual and audio recordings fail you.
You're such a polite bot as well, using a softer voice when speaking to comrades, even if they were getting on your last nerve. You were patient with the mechs you lived with that you fought with, many of which would tease you for your kind nature. They would sometimes sneer at you and call you an autobot but you'd just stand there and kindly remind them where you are and that you are where you have chosen to be, where you were chosen to be. Soundwave had often seen Megatron stand behind you to scare them off, or his cassettes would stand by your side or even in front of you to snark back on your behalf. Soundwave also took his turn defending you whenever the opportunity presented itself.
He always relished in the praise and gratitude you would give to him. Your small, tired smile was what he was after the most, though. A look that said that you don't mind his monotony, that you don't just think he's cold and empty, one that, to his knowledge, is reserved only for him.
"Oh, Soundwave, can you help me with -" Your calm voice sounds in his audials while a bouyant creature with dozens of tentacles jumps around in front of the window. The way his spark swells when you call his name, when you ask for him before anyone else is nearly painful. If only you took him seriously, you never believe him when he tells you things, like how you have the nicest paint job on the ship or the nicest optics. It makes him feel sad when he's by himself like he is now, but when it happens in front of him he tends to get a little grumpy, he loves you so much but you are so oblivious to his advancements that he has started to think you have begun to ignore them on purpose.
*knock-knock*
He stops the audio recordings and heads to the door. When it opens, Ravage quickly walks in and goes to lay next to the window to rest. He watches the feline for a moment before turning to the bot at his door. You stand there with a large smile on your face as you watch Ravage get comfy. When you're content, you look up into Soundwaves visor, smile beaming on him.
"Thank you for trusting me with him. He's very pleasant to work with. He didn't get hurt or anything either, I promise." Soundwave feels like he's melting. The respect you show him and his cassettes, his companions, is more than anyone else cares to give. He just stands there for a little while, just looking you in the optics, slowly forgetting what you were here for. Your smile doesn't waver. You just continue to look at him. He tries so hard to control himself, to keep from invading your privacy, but it's so difficult.
He wants to know, needs to know what you're thinking when you're looking at him the way you are now. But he respects and cares for you too much to allow himself the selfish pleasure. Being so close to you, though, it's incomparable to anything that could bring anyone bliss.
"Query: will you join me?" Soundwave steps aside, making more room in the doorway. You make a silly face. You look so confused, but he knows you're just thinking about what to say.
"Oh," Soundwave suddenly gets a little worried. You look down the hall, contemplating, " Sure, I can stay a while." With a shrug of your shoulders, your helm snaps back at him, a new smile on your face, and you go inside. His curiosity gets the better of him, so he decides to ask you the burning question.
"Do you have somewhere you need to be?" You stare at the floor when you turn your head toward him.
"I mean, kind of. Thundercracker said he wanted to spend some time with me, but I'm in no rush to go see him right now." You spin back around to sit on the chair at his desk. Thundercracker? He hardly ever spends time with anyone unless it's Skywarp or Starscream. Hmmm, that's an interesting development in your social circle. He'll have to have one of his cassettes watch you two for him.
"I am glad you decided to stay with me," your optics widen a little, and your smile stretches across your face, helm lowering, "I really enjoy your company, (designation)."
"Well," you chuckle and rub the back of your neck, "I like spending time with you too, Soundwave, and with your little ones as well." Ravage peeks open an optic to look at you but closes it after looking you up and down.
"Aww, that's cute, 'little ones', you hear that Frenzy?" Rumble jumps out from Soundwaves chassis, his red twin following close behind, making you laugh some more.
"I thought you two were out on a mission?" They look at you then eachother then back to you.
"Nah, we thought we'd stick around-"
"-Yeah, 'sides, we got somethin' to tell ya anyway." Frenzy finishes Rumbles sentence, you love how they do that, smiling fondly at the two. They look at Soundwave, mischievous smiles that waver from "the look," and they decide against it. When they look back at you and see the big smile on your face, they decide to just tell you about what Ravage said the other day.
They start telling you about it, but Soundwave doesn't listen. Instead, he stares at you, watches the way your smile sparkles, and how your optics squeeze shut when you laugh really hard. Ravage starts growling at the two little mechs, and you reach down to pick him up, placing him on your lap. Servos run along his smooth plating, trying to calm him down as you take his side, making the twins laugh and tease. Soundwave later moved to sit on the berth in an attempt to get closer to you. He leans closer and closer with time, petting Ravage as well.
His servo brushes against yours every once in a while, but you don't seem to pay any mind to it. Thankfully, he wears his visor and mouth plate at all times, so you can't see when he looks at you or smiles when your servos touch. Eventually, you do have to leave, but he can tell that you don't really want to. You've gotten comfortable with Soundwave and the others. A ping pops up on your HUD, Thundercracker wants to know if you're going to hang with him or not.
His message makes you smile and shake your helm side to side, deciding you should go see what he wants. You hold onto Ravage before you stand, his little legs go limp, allowing you to hold his weight completely. Soundwave stands with you.
"I gotta go, hehe, I forgot about Thundercracker. Thanks for letting me hang out for a little Soundwave, I always have the most fun with you and the little ones." You hold Ravage out in front of you, letting Soundwave take hold of him. His servos purposefully touch yours as he stares into your optics.
"I understand, I always enjoy your company as well." A small chuckle escapes you, optics boring into his visor.
"Thank you again, Soundwave." The blue mech only nods, watching you turn and leave his room. Ravage is still extended out in front of him from when he took him from you.
"Ravage: new mission: observe and report." Ravage looks at him and gives a curt nod before jumping from his servos and leaving through the door.
"Why don't you just tell 'em boss?" Rumble asks, watching the door shut.
"Yeah? I mean," Frenzy looks up at the blue mech, "you are the best bot here."
"Yeah, if anyone here deserves that bot, it's you." It's Rumble's turn to look up at him. The large mech doesn't look at them, though. He just continues to stare at the door. He can tell, feel, that they are telling the truth, he knows its their honest feelings, and that offers reassurance. Soundwave knows that all of his cassettes feel that way. He often hears them talking about it when he's not around. He's even heard them say it bluntly to the other decepticons.
'If anything, Soundwave is the only mech here who has a chance with 'em' they say and it always makes him feel pride swell within his chassis. When he finally looks down to the twins he see their concerned faces, he puts his servo up in reassurance and lays down on his berth trying to focus in on you and Thundercracker. He knows Ravage is there too, listening as closely as possible without being spotted; Soundwave can feel Thundercracker and hear his thoughts and Ravage can see him. The way Thundercracker is thinking about you, feeling about you, is more than enough to make Soundwave want to storm over there and whisk you away from him and bring you back in here.
The blue flyer is only thinking about how beautiful your frame is while completely ignoring your pleasant company. None of what you are saying is really sinking in. His thoughts and feelings are of the status you could bring him. He does have one thing right in his processor, though, and that is that you are the best bot in all the decepticon ranks, the most attractive and overall best of all of them. Thundercracker thinks that if he has you, he will climb socially. His thoughts of parading you around like a trophy or a medal really upsets him because you're more than that. You are worth more than that. You deserve more than that.
He called Ravage back earlier than he had initially thought he would, but he had heard and felt enough that he doesn't even want to know how the flier was looking at you. He continued to listen to you both the whole time you talked. He even continued to listen to you as you went into your room and laid down on your berth to recharge just to make sure you weren't left unhappy oe uncomfortable from the time you spent with the other mech. But you weren't, you were content and buzzing with happiness, you love spending time with your friends, but Soundwave feels a little sad that you feel that way mostly because you were spending time with Thundercracker.
Now that you and Thundercracker have gotten closer, he thinks he can do everything with you, shadowing you throughout the day and always checking in on you through comms. You were reporting to Soundwave when Thundercracker showed up placing a servo on your shoulder affectionately. You turn your helm to say a small 'hi' before immediately turning back to Soundwave to continue your report. Thundercracker is filled to the brim with complacent energy as he stares into Soundwaves visor, servo holding onto you tightly. He does this whenever you talk to anyone and gets close to you in an attempt to prove that you've been claimed.
Though Soundwave knows for certain that you have not proclaimed yourself to him and Thundercracker hasn't been brave enough to even ask you. It's Thundercrackers' pompous attitude that has finally begun to wear Soundwave down, and you've noticed. You pulled him aside the other day and asked what was wrong. He replied smoothly with flattery and something about not having time to see you lately, which made you giggle.
"Well, I have some free time tomorrow if you want to hang out then?" You give him a soft smile, and he suddenly feels lighter.
"I thought we were hanging out tomorrow?" Thundercracker rudely interrupts, slinging his arm around your shoulders and pulling you close. How hadn't Soundwave heard him come up or even begin to approach? Again, anger boils up from within him, and he acts upon impulse. For him, it feels like he's moved the fastest he ever has, but for you, everything happens at half speed, his servos taking hold of your shoulders gently tugging on you, pulling you from Thundercracker. His mouthpiece slides away slowly to reveal his handsome derma, a servo leaves your shoulder to rest behind your helm, and before you know it, your faces are so close, your derma are pressed to his.
Your optics are blown wide with shock, and you stare into his red visor. Thundercracker is complaining in the background, but you can't hear him, and neither can Soundwave. Soundwave can feel your frame warming up. He finally pulls away to look at you. Your optics are half lidded, and derma parted slightly. Thundercracker is talking to Soundwave still, saying that you're his and that he wants to fight with Soundwave.
"Thundercracker," your optics stay on Soundwaves visor, "I don't belong to anyone, but you can leave us. We have some things to discuss." Thundercracker is at a loss for words and just turns around and leaves, stomping grumpily away. You're still in his arms, looking into his red visor. "You were flirting with me that whole time." You say it as a statement rather than a question, as if you've just realized. Soundwave chuckles and nods.
"I have. Have you just been oblivious, or have you been ignoring it?" He smirks.
"I never noticed, I just thought, well, you were just being friendly." His smile widens. It was oblivion then. How cute.
"I have deep feelings for you (designation), I tried telling you-"
"Subtle hints?"
"Yes, I thought you would have noticed." He nods. "Is this okay? Do you like me as well?" Worry course's through him again.
"Yes, yes, it's okay, and I do, I like you too." You confess. He feels like he could fly. He presses his helm against yours, smiling softly.
"Query: will you be mine?"
"Yes, I will. I'm yours." You beam at him.
After that, you've been inseparable, at base and in the field, no one has or can come between you two. You tend to fuss over him after solo missions, taking care of him and the little ones. You love him so much, and it scares you to think he could die at the hands of an autobot. But you know better. He's stronger and smarter than just about everyone. If Megatron were to fall, Soundwave would be your first pick as the new leader, and not just because he's your lover.
Not only are you the best in the field, but you're the best when Megatron isn't around, ruling and fighting as a pair.
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How do you think yae and ei would react to their kids starting to date? Or them finding the others kid on a date that no one knew about?
Parenting headcanons: Ei & Miko and their views on dating
A/N: Hi Anon. Hope you enjoy!
CW: None.
Ei
An eternity of solitude is the last thing Ei wants for her child, be they male or female. She had to experience that herself, and the shogun wouldn't wish it upon anyone.
As such, Ei's not going to be keeping them away from romance, unless it's with a mortal being. She will be very, very hard pressed to convince her child to let them go, in fear of what mental havoc their unavoidable death will wreak upon their mind. She knows just how destructive grief is. If the love would be especially strong, however, she will let up. She loves her child too much to harm them this badly.
Ei is very tolerant when it comes to her child's selections of partners. Just not if they're much older gods, especially ones she met during the Archon War, or the conflicts that followed. She's going to be very, very unsympathetic towards gods more loyal to Celestia than the others. She will always be wary of them, looking out for both humanity and her son/daughter.
She would be so happy to be a grandmother, so if they turn out to swing a different way, well… she'll be very sad, to put it lightly, but will get over it eventually. At least her kid's happy, right?
How did she find out her child is dating? She was told by them. Ei doesn't do a whole lot of digging in her kid's personal life. Unless it's blatantly obvious that they have a crush, she'll remain in the dark.
The first meeting won't be anything special - just a formal dinner in the palace. She's going to ask about their work, interests and some soft opinions about less controversial topics. If that were the old Ei, she would have certainly scared the S/O away with her uncomfortable, awkward questions. But she's luckily not that oblivious anymore. There still will be rough patches, but it'll be okay.
Ei sips her tea. Across the table sits her son, Takeshi, dressed in decorative armor picked out specifically for this occasion. He's also drinking the brew, looking up at her and the girl next to him.
She is quite smaller than Takeshi. Her hands, the only part of her not covered by her white kimono, give off a soft glow, similar to that of fish scales viewed in sunlight. The woman surely noticed Ei's (unintentionally) intense gaze, and is visibly uncomfortable with it. She keeps staring at her tea, too shy to look up or start a conversation. Ei draws an easy, forgiving smile.
"What do you reign over, dear?" She asks.
The girl shifts around, and looks up carefully.
"I-I…um… I'm the princess of small sea life, your Highness." She looked back down again, her right hand traveling down to grip her clothing. She rolls it around in her hand in an attempt to calm her nerves.
"Oh? Princess of sea life? Well, I do like General Crabs a lot, and they do have my emblem on them." She chuckles in good spirit. "Surely you're not willing to contest their loyalty?"
"No! N-no your Highness. I-I would never h-hope to challenge you…"
Her panicked assurances are cut off by Takeshi's hand enveloping hers. They look into each other's eyes, and Ei's heart just melts at the view.
"Hey, don't worry. Mom was just joking, alright?"
Ei hums in confirmation, but then she smiles. A mischievous thought passed through her mind.
"Yes, of course. Or was I?"
The girl squeaks, and leans towards her son. Takeshi brings her closer, and facepalms.
"Mom! You spend too much time with Miko, I swear…"
Ei can't hold back a soft laugh. " I'm so sorry, Niko. Miko was right, though. It is fun to tease.. ."
The goddess seems to finally relax a little.
"Oh, and please, call me Ei. Takeshi has been saying so much about you, and from what I heard, you feel for him as well. Ah, you make such a cute couple…"
Both of them blush at her words, and Ei feels her heart melt even more. They're just too adorable!
Yae Miko
Her life motto is "live while you're alive", and she wants her kids to live that way as well. There's no way she would limit their life like that. She made the mistake of not indulging in real romance for most of her life, and she wouldn't want her litter to lack that element.
When they more or less grow up, she will let them go on and find love no problem. Despite her mean comments and teasing, she will keep an eye out on particularly suspicious individuals, with a bit of help from the eldest kids.
She doesn't give a thought as to their sexuality. She has ten kids, so at least one of them has to be straight, right? Miko isn't worried about having grandchildren in the slightest.
Kitsune are territorial by nature, essentially in every aspect of their lives - food, territory and partners. Despite being more distinguished, Miko and her young keep a lot of their instincts. And the Guuji will abuse the living daylights out of that.
Nobody is safe from teasing, not even her joys. Is that mean? Of course, it's not even a question. She will have a limit though. It doesn't mean that she won't be an absolute menace.
Miko circles around the man. He stays still, keeping his gaze away from the priestess. She can easily feel how tense he is - even his breaths are as quiet and unassuming as possible. His ears twitch occasionally, turning towards her at all times. She looks at her daughter, Naomi, who watches her actions. Miko smirks.
"Hm… Tall… Muscular…Handsome…Well groomed… Young, and such a strong musk.. ."
The mother turns sharply towards her daughter, whose displeasure is clearly visible. That's what she is after. But still, she keeps her wits, and Miko just can't have that. So, she turns back to him, and looks right into his eyes. With her index finger, she tilts his face to the side, meeting no resistance.
"You've got quite the catch on your hands, Naomi…"
Is it the mocking, semi seductive tone she spoke in, or the fact she was touching Naomi's mate? Whatever the reason, the younger fox swiftly moves between the two, and nearly growls. She parts her lips, revealing the fangs for her mother to see. Miko puts on a shocked face, and steps back a little. When she sees her daughter's anger drop and expression turn into one of genuine worry and regret, Miko immediately bursts out in laughter.
Naomi looks down, just a little ashamed she fell for her mother's tricks once more. The fighting spirit doesn't fade, and the girl bites back.
"You're done mom? Good. We're leaving."
"Oh, my dear… are you getting… jealous, perhaps?"
"I… N-no.. . Not at all."
Miko sighs, and approaches her daughter. This time, her movements are much less intimidating and friendly.
"Don't be silly, Naomi. I was merely teasing. No harm done, yes?"
She exhales, a little frustrated sure, but overall glad Miko let go. Before they leave, Miko turns to the male.
"Nice to finally meet you, Gozan. Take good care of my daughter, now. She's a good young woman. Keep her away from trouble, will you?"
"Of course, Lady Guuji."
She crosses her arms over her chest, but her tone and expression remain friendly.
"You can go now. You have my blessing."
With a polite bow, Gozan leaves. He joins Naomi on the stairs, and the pair starts descending the Shrine. Miko smirks.
She just can't wait for an actual, formal introductory dinner. Oh, she has a plan already…
Thanks for reading!
#genshin impact#genshin#genshin impact fluff#genshin fluff#fluff#genshin impact yae miko#genshin yae miko#yae miko#yae miko fluff#genshin impact ei#genshin ei#ei#raiden ei#raiden shogun#ei fluff#raiden ei fluff#raiden shogun fluff
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My first time trying to write something in English. (Maybe there will be a sequel
Synopsis: Will and Nico work in the same bakery and for months they observed a very handsome guy who always asked for cappuccino or some sweet, they were both interested in the man, but only one could have him
Hope you guys like it:
(Prologue)
"I want to ask him out on a date," Will grumbled, trying to take my eyes off the green-eyed beauty that appeared at the same time every week.
"Do it." It was Nico's response, who seemed more interested in organizing orders on the computer.
"If he rejects me?"
The already annoyed man took his hand off the mouse and turned to his annoying coworker: "If you haven't noticed, I don't care."
"but-"
"Leave me alone, William." He said it in a low enough tone that it still seemed like a friendly conversation, and his boss didn't have to check on them. "You have tables to wait on."
Disappointed, Will just sighed and was about to forget about it. Well, he would be doing that if the note he received didn't have the name of his favorite client written on it. What did he have to lose if he took advantage of this opportunity?
With a medium cup of cappuccino, He walked to the table at the very back of the establishment and tried to calm his heart, which was beating a thousand times. The closer he got, the more he tried to avoid noticing how handsome the man was. Blue-green eyes, like the ocean, and black hair with a white streak marking the center of his forehead; his skin was tanned brown; normally he appeared in baggy clothes that didn't give space to imagine his body, but today he wore a tighter shirt.
"Hello?" Will finally noticed that he had been calling for a while, as he stood there staring at him for a long time. "Are you okay?"
Blushing, he apologized, placing the cappuccino on his table.
After this shameful interaction, Will was about to give up on anything and go back to his work, but he was interrupted by the voice that blessed his mornings.
"Hey, your name is Will, right?" He turned away immediately, ignoring his duty to deliver more orders and Nico's judgmental gaze from across the bakery.
"I— yes, that's my name." He tried to act as naturally as possible, even though at this very moment he was nervously twirling curls of hair around his finger. "How do you know?"
"Your badge." Now feeling stupid, Will laughed awkwardly, hoping it would distract him. "Sorry to disturb your work. But..."
At that moment, his heart raced, he noticed Percy's nervousness and how he was struggling to say that. Will's chest was throbbing hard, his legs were shaking, and he could feel the shiver going down to the back of his nape when the words were spoken:
"Is the guy at the counter single?"
It's not like he was putting a lot of hope into it... Okay, he was. But I didn't expect the disappointment to be so great. Maybe if it wasn't Nico in whom Percy was interested. Like, it's Nico! He is surly, dark, antisocial and certainly unfriendly. It's not fair, it's just—
"... But if he doesn't like guys, that's okay, I just thought..." Now noticing that he was still mumbling, Will sighed until he responded:
"I don't know if he likes people." He responded without the previous complacency. "But he's definitely single."
"Oh. Thanks." As angry as he was, he couldn't help but melt when he saw that bright smile in his direction. It was with flushed cheeks and furrowed eyebrows that he returned to pick up more orders.
"So?" It was the only thing he heard from Nico as soon as he arrived at the counter.
"I thought you weren't interested." He responded angrily.
"You're making a funny face" Despite the indifference in his voice, curiosity was visible on his face.
"He wants to know if you are single. Happy?" Will expect a sarcastic response or a mean comment about it. But unlike his expectations, what he received was silence and some stuttering before speaking:
"Are you serious? Like, in a good way? Or in a bad way?"
"There is no bad sense! He's flirting with you!" This came out a little louder than it should have, so it wasn't surprising when silence reigned and the blonde was being stared at by half a dozen people.
"Do you think I have a chance?" When those black eyes that could swallow your soul shined with hope and that sickly pale skin took on a natural blush, it was the final straw for Will.
"I don't fucking care. Go to work."
#nico di angelo#percy jackson#percico#solackson#percy jackon and the olympians#heroes of olympus#Fanfic#Nico barker#Will barker
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A "little" review!
Here is my own opinion on Trolls Band Together, enjoy :D :
I really don't like the French translation that my fellow Canadians uses for movies... and I certainly HATED the voices they gave to Poppy and Branch and all of the characters tbh... every time, the characters are completely devoid of emotions and are just talking because they need to with an exaggerated European French accent that we Canadians don't have... and I hate it... BUT me and my big Sister still couldn't keep ourselves from watching the movie and here is my review...
I FREAKING LOVED THAT MOVIE TO DEATH!!!
Ignoring the REALLY bad voices and bad translation, the first few minutes were really fun and I understand even more why Branch ended up loosing his colors and becoming the Branch we've seen in the first movie. Loosing his Bros was a bad enough situation, but loosing the last Troll he had was the last straw. Also, on Grandma's card that I've seen on the net, her fun fact now makes so much sense xD
I was wondering why it said Babies in plural when I thought Branch was the only baby she had to take care of, but now it makes sense xD I also wanna know why she didn't stop the Bros from leaving though...
The next scene I though was so cute, Gristle and Bridget getting married was amazing, especially when she got to "roll" to him in her call back dress from the first movie! It was adorable! John Dory immediately recognizing branch for me was really touching, although I do think Branch had a point when he tried to confront his Bro. I know what it feels like to be left behind and it's hard to forgive this gesture. It's also hard to forgive someone who tried to control you everyday of your life, then abandoning you the moment they loose their control...
But I do think John might not have realized it at the time! Or at least I hope so?
Anyway, Velvet and Veneer were so funny and they make me wonder what kind of other Creatures lives in the Trolls Universe, it's also nice to see that technology exists there too! I wonder how they got Floyd into that diamond prison? If only the perfect family harmony can shatter diamond, why not unscrew the top of the bottle? xD Jk
My sister laughed when she saw Spruce/Bruce, because he used to be the most muscular now he's big(It does make sense though as to why he would be, he's cute nonetheless) xD But we both loved his new look as well as Brandi and their kids, they were really cute! I also like their species, they looked like puppets, they were really adorable! Also, I'm wondering the exact same thing as John, How are they making this work? I'm genuinely curious xD
Crimp surprised me, tbh. What is she, though? It's not really important. Anyway, she's one of my favorite, hands down! Velvet looked like she was gradually growing mad with power, a little cliche, but still entertaining! Veneer did look like he didn't like what was going on as well as loving his fame and riches, very conflicted. And I love how Floyd was so sarcastic to him like Branch was with Poppy in the first movie xD
The too much hussle part made my brain melt, it almost felt like an acid trip like the Jazz hypno from World Tour. So, I don't have anything else to say about that. It was funny though!
I LOVE VIVA!! She's just like Poppy but hard on caffeine and I love it xD
Also, I called it: Clay is my all time favorite taking Trollex's place as #1!!! I could talk about him for hours, but I'll spare you by only saying that I think he's the cutest and funniest(Even if he doesn't want to be funny anymore)! xD
HE'S JUST SO FREAKING CUTE I LOVE HIM AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Also, I gotta say that Tiny wasn't annoying(surprisingly) in this movie. I don't like Tiny and I don't like that DreamWorks are trying to add him everywhere, but he was just fine in this movie and he even made me laugh when they were climbing up the walls with their gummy gloves xD
The car chase was fun, the songs were amazing and the message was great as well, I like how John realized his mistakes and puts Branch in charge at the end. Also....
I REALLY THOUGHT BRANCH WAS GONNA PROPOSE, WHY DREAMWORKS?!???!??!?!?!
Anyway, this was my review, I'll definitely buy the movie when it comes out on DVD and watch it until my Boyfriend gets sick of it and tells me to stop xD If you want to see it, please do, I thought it was way better that the first two by a landslide! Though I still love the first two xD
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New “budget” Commander cards: Lord of the Rings: Red
You know these by now, we'll go color by color, mixing main set and commander set. Reprints can be included if they brought the price down under our bar. All the cards presented here are under $2 at time of writing. Cards will be evaluated as part of the 99, even legendary creatures.
Guttersnipe is a pretty great card for spellslinger decks, making the table's life totals melt very, very fast. This is a second Guttersnipe that's more resilient because it's one of the hardest types to remove instead of the easiest one. Also the ring tempts you. If you're running Guttersnipe, this is basically an auto-include in addition to it.
We have infinite versions of this card and effect. This is a worse Firebrand Archer. Decks that want to ping as much as possible all the time might still want another copy.
This is a sweet card. Insurrection is a pretty boring but effective way to end a game, but getting one that's much less game-ending on five is sweet. You only take one opponent's creatures and you're not killing the entire table... Though you'll have to make sure the newfound "ally" you just volunteered into helping you can't turn around and murder you after you cleaned the rest of the table with their board, which is very real and will happen, particularly if the players you kill spite you by not blocking the stolen creatures to kill them.
So the optimal line most of the time will be calling someone else for aid and making them do all the work with their creatures while your own stand back twiddling their thumbs to be ready to block once they turn on you. This reminds me of so many school group projects.
This is the best Krenko's Command or Dragon Fodder ever printed, making hasty tokens (and sharing the haste with other humans). As long as the goblin creature type doesn't matter for your deck, if you're playing any of those two you'll want to replace it with this one, it's a simple upgrade, or likely run all three. Balmor, Zada,... Many homes for this enabler.
For one more mana on a Fork, you get to copy an entire stack at once. You don't even have to control the spell, so this can do silly stuff. With that said, it's probably more of a fun card than an optimal card, storm decks will prefer going with a Bonus Round early and there isn't that often that many instants and sorceries on the stack. It will create some awesome moments and stories around the commander table though, and that's the important part, I'd play this over a Fork even if the one extra mana is huge on that kind of spell, just for the stories.
This is a Starter Kit card, and it's not all that spicy or efficient at anything. With that said, being a mana sink that generates card draw is pretty great on the back of a subpar removal. If you can generate lots of (or infinite) mana and don't always know what to do with it, including this as a bad removal will randomly help you at points in ways a more efficient or classic removal wouldn't.
Generating two Treasures every turn is pretty good for a 3-drop if you can get it consistently, and double strike is powerful in general if you have buffs around. With that said, Gimli will need a way to be buffed, either through his own ability with other legendary creatures or through equipments or auras, and he'd also really like some evasion. Ultimately, the payoff ain't that great, so I wouldn't warp my deck to play him, but if there's already the pieces for it, he's gonna do work.
Just like Gimli, doubling up on value combat triggers for cheap with double strike, by itself it'll have a hard time getting in, though this one instead of bringing a way to buff itself, it extends the effect to all your Goblins, which makes it a pretty great option for typal Goblin decks, and certainly a tutor option for Matrons and Harbingers. If you're playing goblins, you have one you can cut for this, surely. If you're not playing goblins, consider it like Gimli, if you already have ways to buff it or make it evasive.
Fervor sees play in 30,000 decks according to EDHRec. This is a strictly better Fervor. All commander decks have at least one legend. Haste is good. This is a good card.
If you got enough artifacts or legends to trigger this every turn, it'll be... Alright. A treasure per turn isn't a ton, and you're unlikely to be able to cast them during opposing turns in red, but it's playable. The ability to Goad at instant speed for free is pretty great though, it makes him able to redirect surprise voltron or combo-y attacks.
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Hello! Could I get Tsukasa and Rui with an s/o whos like Mitsuba Sousuke?
If you dont know who that is, Ill give a summary. Despite his cute appearance, Mitsuba is a somewhat obnoxious person, he constantly comments about how adorable he is and has no problem hurling insults at others. He also seems to mess with people by riling them up and then switching to a cutesy act and acting like theyre the agressor, but he doesnt do this in bad faith or with intent for others to actually believe their target is being aggressive. He just seems to find humor in it. He's a photography geek and carries a camera with him everywhere he goes. Due to bullying when he was younger for his girly appearance and twisted personality, he decided to hide his true nature when he went to a new school, acting as nice and polite as he possibly could and doing his best to not offend anyone. He hoped to make friends and avoid bullying if he did this, but it backfired, as he watered himself down so much that he became extremely unremarkable, and hardly spoke to anyone in his efforts to not offend anyone. He essentially became part of the background, with most of his classmates unable to remember his name or anything about him.
OOO I've been meaning to watch TBHK sometime.....hope you like this!! <3
♡ BACKGROUND PHOTOGRAPHER - Tsukasa Tenma and Rui Kamishiro x Reader
Tsukasa:
Despite the fact that most people would say you melted into the background, Tsukasa would notice you immediately
I mean, not everyone carries around a camera everywhere, or carries such a nice and polite exterior.
So, despite your initial embarrassment, he looks out for you, loudly proclaiming that he wants to be your friend
You initially try to push him away, but with his insistence to be your friend, you hesitantly accept
The two of you would spend time together, and as you grew closer, your true personality began to shine through
You would ask Tsukasa how cute you were before immediately insulting another person- You'd apologize afterwards though
While he didn't mind it in the slightest, he thought it was a bit strange that you were able to come up with insults easily
Eventually, you tell him why you tried so hard to be polite and stop messing with people. He would immediately pull you into a hug once you're done
"My lovely co-star..." He smiles, squeezing your shoulder in reassurance, "I do not care what those people said, you shouldn't have to hide your true self!"
So, after his insistence, you start embracing your true personality again. He usually makes sure to step in if he feels your insults are a bit too personal-
Rui:
While Rui doesn't blend into the background anymore, he certainly spent a long time of his life trying to
So, of course he'd notice you, the polite kid with the camera who nobody seemed to notice
He would casually start talking to you, much to your surprise. He'd ask you questions on your camera, or just talk about random things
You tried pushing him away, but he insisted on staying by your side. So, you accepted him as your friend
The two of you would hang out, and as you grew closer, your true personality begins to shine through
You would tell Rui that you were super cute before immediately insulting someone else- An apology left you on instinct
Much to your surprise, he would simply grin and shrug, saying that he thought it was a bit funny
Eventually, you tell him the reason you always tried to stay polite and not insult people. When you were done, he would place his hand on your shoulder with a sad smile
"Ah, we aren't so different then." He looks off to the side, sighing gently, "Well, I assure you that I've grown into that side of me. I hope you can do the same."
With his help, you start to embrace your true personality again. The two of you quickly become the local menaces-
#pjsk x reader#project sekai x reader#tsukasa tenma x reader#tenma tsukasa x reader#rui kamishiro x reader#kamishiro rui x reader
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Day 20!
Buffet
I wrote a story about me and my partner going to a buffet. She's labeled GF to protect her privacy. Lemme know what you think! Enjoy~❤️
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Not even the sound of the radio could drown out Zach's belly. It had been rumbling the whole way to the buffet, shaking around in ravenous hunger. Zach had tried to muffle his snarling belly, but it was of no use, as GF could easily hear it, radio or not.
"Settle down in there, big boy." GF patted Zach's tummy. "We're almost there."
"I'm afraid there's no taming the hungry beast within." Zach flirted. "Once it gets going, it doesn't stop."
Zach couldn't keep up the flirtatious act for long though, as a low, trickling gurgle turned his face a deep shade of red. GF chuckled as she smiled at him.
Finally, they've arrived at the buffet. GF parked the car, and ruffled Zach's hair.
"Let's get you fed, cutie."
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The buffet was a melting pot of almost every meal you can imagine. There was chicken, turkey, burgers, fries, pizza, dumplings, pasta, anything you could imagine, it was there.
Zach had to hug his belly tightly to prevent it from shaking in excitement.
"I'm getting the pizza first." GF said, grabbing a few slices to start off with. "What're you gonna get?"
"Gosh, I don't even know." Zach gazed longingly at the food before him. "Can you choose for me?"
"You already know the answer to that, baby! Let's get some chicken in you."
So the couple made their way to their booth with their first round of food. GF bit into her pizza and her eyes closed in pure bliss. Zach sunk his teeth into the chicken leg, and tore at it. Before they took a second bite, he looked over and noticed ranch on the table. Ecstatic, he drizzled ranch on the rest of his chicken, and began to munch at it some more.
About three rounds had passed. After their first meal, they had burgers and fries. Then after that, they had hills of succulent dumplings.
"Oof," GF rubbed her stomach as she sighed. "I might take a breather. How about you, babe?"
She didn't even need to ask. Zach was already eyeing the fettuccine alfredo.
"I'm still a little *URP*...hungry."
Zach blushed as their belch interrupted them.
"Excuse me.."
"You're always excused, silly." GF chuckled as she blushed too. "Here, don't get up, I'll get it for you."
So GF got the pasta for Zach, loaded with cheese, and sauce that was seasoned with the perfect amount of garlic and butter.
As they got back, GF had an idea.
"Can I feed you, honey?" She asked, blushing.
"I thought you'd never ask." Zach smiled, rubbing his plump middle.
The pasta tasted delicious. The creaminess of the sauce, along with the savory garlic sprinkled in there with a hint of lemon was almost orgasmic. But it was all the better being fed it all by his partner.
So then began a cycle. GF would get a plate of food, feed Zach, and repeat. Mac and cheese, mashed potatoes, steak, and even the desserts, like brownies, cake, cookies, and donuts. And before they even knew it, they had cleaned out the entire buffet of all their food. The employees were left in a state of shock. And with that, Zach was finally packed to the brim.
"You're so huge, babe." GF cooed as she rubbed the top part of Zach's belly, as the top part had folded over the table.
"Thank you." Zach purred. "I think it's *hic* time we head home."
"Agreed! Gotta rest after all the hard work you did stuffing yourself."
As GF began to walk to the exit, they noticed Zach wasn't following them.
"Honey?" Zach called. "I..I think I'm-"
"Stuck?" GF ran to his side, blushing.
"Y..yeah.." Zach whined. "Mmmph, what am I gonna do? I've never gotten stuck before.."
GF couldn't help but be flustered. The way he whined, the way his belly refused to let go of the table, his puppy dog eyes, it was all so cute.
"D..don't worry!" GF snapped out of her gazing. "Just grab my hand and I'll pull you out!"
"I'm too heavy but you can certainly try."
Zach grabbed her hand as she pulled with all her might. But it was almost no use. He was stuck in there real good. The employees watched in awe from a distance.
"Don't just stand there!" GF yelled to the employees. "Help us out here!"
The employees scattered frantically and grasped GF's other hand, as they all pulled. Finally, with one final pull, Zach slid out of the booth, and fell right on his plump ass.
"Babe!" GF rushed to him, worried. "Are you okay?" She could hear everything in his poor tummy thrash around nonstop. Wet blorps, trickling gurgles, uncomfortable groans.
Zach winced for a moment, and then..
*OOOOUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRP!*
"PHEW!" Zach sighed in relief. "I'm much better, sweetums."
"I'm so glad!" She hugged his voluptuous gut, as Zach hugged her back. They both laughed and kissed as they helped each other up, and walked out the door (thankfully not getting stuck again), leaving the employees, once again, speechless.
#pudgewizard#belly kink#belly noises#tummy noises#hungry tummy#stomach noises#stomach growling#feedist kinktober#stuffed belly#hungry noises#belching#noisy belly#tummy growls#tummy talking
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