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minty364 · 3 months

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DPXDC Prompt #61 Part 4

Danny woke up to a stream of sunlight on his face. The room was just as rich as he remembered, he stood up and stretched a bit before he heard a knock at the door.

It was Alfred bringing him a change of clothes, “Breakfast is ready, Master Danny. You can find the dining room down the hall to the left.” the old butler smiled at him.

“You don’t have to call me Master, Alfred, I’m not your Damian.” Danny said, turning around to address him.

“Ah, yes, however you are still Master Bruce’s son, even from another world.” The butler gave him a cheeky smile.

Danny shrugged and headed to the bathroom to get changed. Once he was decent again, he headed down to the dining room.

The room was just as fancy as the rest of the house with a chandelier and ornate vases.

Danny noticed Damian and a few others already seated at the table. Damian wore what Danny could only assume was his rich kid school uniform. He sat across from Damian who made a small ‘Tt’ and turned away from him.

Next to Damian was Tim who put away his laptop once Danny sat down. Tim was wearing a business suit, a dark red colored one. “Ah, you sleep much longer than Damian does, you must have been tired.” Tim smiled at him.

Also seated at the table and wearing a navy blue suit, was Bruce himself. He was drinking coffee and reading a newspaper.

“Stop comparing me to him, Drake, I’m nothing like this imposter.” Looks like Damian still thought he was a clone.

Whatever, he shrugged it off and filled his plate.

“I don’t really have a lot of free time,” was all Danny said before he started eating.

Tim kind of watched him for a minute, he looked kind of shocked for a second, “You’re eating meat??”

Ah so that was another difference between them, “again, I’m Danny, I’m not Damian.”

Damian scoffed, “So that’s what you call yourself, imposter.”

Danny gave Damian a tired sigh, looks like the him of this universe was a lot more prideful than he was. Danny went through way too much to carry the same, dying and being crown prince of the infinite realms wasn’t exactly something he was born into. Danny was a bit jealous if he was being honest with himself.

“Damian, please at least attempt to be friendly. Danny is our guest for the meantime.” Bruce said, putting his newspaper down. He then turned his attention to Danny, “I know it isn’t ideal but I think it’ll be best for you to stay here until we can get you to your own world. I’m planning a trip to the Watchtower tomorrow so I can speak with some of my colleagues about the situation.”

Danny sighed but nodded his head, “I get it, you can’t have two of us running around.”

“Quite, you’re more than welcome to go around the mansion and the grounds, I’d also like to invite you along to the Watchtower but we’d need to come up with a disguise for you, secret identity and everything.” Bruce continued after taking another sip from his mug, “Alfred will still take you out today to get some basic necessities for you. We’ll get you a proper disguise so you're able to go with him.”

Danny nodded again and continued eating. He thought things over as he ate, he technically had a disguise they could use for the Watchtower but Danny was still on the fence on what exactly he’d tell everyone here.

It wasn’t exactly an easy conversation to have, thankfully some more people arrived for breakfast.

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#dp x dc prompt #danny phantom #danny fenton #dp x dc #dc x dp #Damian and Danny are the same person from different universes #I’ll bring in more of the family on the next part #Getting a little writers block tbh #my asks are open #all my prompts are free to use #Damian being Damian #Damian gets close to throwing a knife in the next one #Also trip with Alfred in the next part #Am I doing this right?#How does one write fanfics?#I have heavy imposter syndrome someone please give me advice LMAO

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obsessive-evie · 2 months

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GF KATE HEADCANONS

go thank @iminlovewithpaigebueckers, i also completely stole the formatting from her. ty twin

gf!kate def overheard you say/like a post that said hey mamas or mama, so she waits until she has you a little cocky to call you mamas just to see what happens it becomes her new addiction, especially lil mamas

gf!kate is a little shit

gf!kate sends you little facebook mom selfies whenever she travels

^^and/or vlogs and recaps when you guys can’t ft

gf!kate will learn your whole skincare routine just in case you need her to do it when you’re drunk

gf!kate appreciates feminine things and girly things: “i like that little sparkle, the white glitter it’s pretty,” while pointing to your inner corner highlight.

“you smell good,” when she catches you in passing or just when you’ve finished getting ready.

will sit on your bed helping you choose outfits… and will also cover her eyes when you get changed, all panicked just in case you don’t wanna be seen. doesn’t matter if you tell her it’s fine (she’s literally seen every inch of your skin) she’s sitting there with her hands over her eyes no peeking (maybe a single peek)

gf!kate will actually respect if you wanna pay or dress more masculine, she gets it. no stereotypes here!!

gf!kate will braid or curl your hair just to show her love and stare at you

^^^ for my textured hair girlies this includes how to do your edges!!! what products she needs to use on you!! how much!!!!

gf!kate is very white. gf kate will not understand certain slang or terms until you explain it to her. gf kate gets excited when she uses said slang correctly

gf!kate would make an attempt to read your favorite book when she’s traveling (i said attempt idk if she’s finish it i don’t know if she’s a reader or not) in my head she is simply bc i read a book a day and i make the rules here

gf!kate will also try your music taste!!

gf!kate loves buying her girl lingerie. she doesn’t give a FUCK abt prices or if you’re nervy. kinda goes with the femininity thing, she’d like to see you in lacey things and pretty colors and such

gf!kate is the biggest hype woman, genuinely thinks you are perfect (BUT IS STILL A WOMAN AND WILL UNDERSTAND HORMONES AND INSECURITIES)

gf!kate is a fan of traditional things: flowers, treating her girl to date nights she plans, she’s always driving, lowkey would ask your parent/parent figure/ important person in your life to marry you, not in a possessive way but in the way that she thinks it’s polite and necessary

gf!kate loves visiting her girls family, and they love her, no matter how crazy they are

gf!kate can fixate on your boobs or thighs or hips and just lay and kiss for forever they’re her fav place to nap, and let’s be real my girls napping a lot

gf!kate likes to hover and stare and just watch you do your thing in your habitat (you call her national geographic for a reason)

NSFW

gf kate lovesssss to give head, she just loves making you feel good and making you squirm, she also loves hearing you get loud, won’t ask you to be loud tho. but she’ll never tell you to not cover your mouth if you try to cover it, she just takes it as you trying to stay comfortable

gf kate will braid your hair before fucking you so she has something to pull 🫣

gf kate tries really hard to stay more controlling when she’s topping but she still gets shy sometimes and is also dying (she’s so turned on she can barely think)

gf kate is kind of afraid to be mean to you, she just feels too bad

gf kate will never proposition sex, she might hint at it or have that look in her eye, but she’d rather sit and be horny than ask you when you don’t want to

gf kate would go so far as to get herself off in the bathroom or shower just so she doesn’t bother you if she knows you’re not in the mood or on your period

gf kate gets worked up fast but tries to take it slower to make her girl feel good

gf kate likes phone calls and guided/mutual masterbation

gf kate takes a whilleeeeee to stop being shy when you top, specifically when you go down on her she’s so nervous and can’t look at you (go check out my fic if you like this one)

gf kate cannot handle it when you kiss her neck, like at all. especially when she’s fucking you if you kiss her neck she’d get all breathy and try to pretend like she doesn’t keep stalling and pausing her thrusts

gf kate also cannot handle it when you bite or kiss her shoulders, arms, and back. like that’s the way to get her to melt

gf kate will eat her girl out to hozier, fuck her girl to hozier, and let her girl fuck her to hozier

gf kate is adorable

#kate martin #kate martin my beloved #kate martin headcanons #i forgot to post this like a week ago #don’t hate me i don’t have a brain okay #twin !!!#100% stole her layouts #stole the last one as well #wcbb #active era!!

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mirukosbitchywife · 1 year

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aizawa, fatgum, twice, mirio, kirishima, and shinsou x reader who dyes their hair

another request from the bestie!! this one was for aizawa, fatgum, twice, mirio, kirishima, and shinsou x reader who dyes their hair a lot, like every month kinda stuff!! hope u like it!! this is my first time writing for a few of them so i hope it's okay!

shouta aizawa:

•literally doesn't care. might actually deadass not notice you dyed it again. he seems like the type to always look his s/o in the eye/face, you might have to point out things like your hair and clothes to get him to pay attention to them, but he always compliments your makeup if you wear any (bc that's where he's staring) so he makes up for it <3

•don't ask him to help you pick a color ever. it will not end the way you want it to he will literally just pick at random, you're better off asking someone else or picking yourself

•not so secretly skilled with doing hair, he's besties with nemuri and i'm so sure he's had to help out kiri w dying his hair too!! so aizawa is the person to go to if you need help with it!! will only grumble a little but that's normal

•will covertly bitch about protecting your hair. sees you with another box of bleach too soon and just. grabs it from you. doesn't say shit. takes it and goes. gives it back to you in like a month?

•might actually knock you out if you try to buy another after he took one from you

taishiro toyomitsu:

•notices immediately and compliments the color(s) on you!!! calls you a different pet name with each color too, like pink would be sweetie, blue would be darling, smth like that, he just likes giving you new ones.

•amazing decision maker. for everyone out there who struggles to make basics choices? this is ur man. will help you pick a color and will argue his point when ur still indecisive. king.

•don't ask him to help you dye it tho. i'm sorry he just seems. i don't want to be mean to him but i think if he tried to help you dye your hair it'd be all over the both of you. more on you two than your hair. sorry tai </3

•WILL let you dye his hair to match yours!!! he wears a hoodie during work anyway so it wouldn't mess with anything!! he actually loves the matching too

•helps you take care of it, looks up tips on his phone to show you later, recommends products for you to use (also buys all the shit for u thank god)

jin bubaigawara:

•stumbles trips over the air cries screams throws up every time you dye your hair. he is so ridiculous in his enthusiasm. every time you dye it it's like he's never seen anyone with brightly colored hair before even tho he lives with spinner

•probably also a pretty good person to go to when you can't decide on a color, he's had to wise up on what goes with what since becoming a big brother to toga who WILL stab him if he chooses wrong. so he might be able to give good advice

•i also don't think he should be allowed anywhere near your head. like think 10x as messy as with taishiro because jin is also super clumsy and will get it everywhere. on you two on the floor on the sink on the bathtubs somehow? on the ceiling? idk how he did it

•probably would also let you dye his hair to match yours since he does wear his mask. i think during the meta liberation army arc when he starts doubling himself again, him having his hair dyed and his clones having blonde hair would really help him with the trauma as well

•doesn't give you tips, doesn't help you, takes care of your hair For you. he can't dye hair but he can moisturize and comb it out for you 🥺 maybe even braid it if you want

togata mirio

•he doesn't notice when you do your hair, no. he was watching you with his face on the wall out of your line of sight watching you do it. (i think he's kinda just Always Watching, not in a creepy way but like he'll pop up to watch you do your makeup/your hair, pops up to walk you to and from places when he can, etc.)

•gives you tons and tons of compliments whenever you dye it a different color. he's probably mid at picking between colors tho, idk if i trust his style sometimes..

•could Probably be trusted to dye your hair, he would be REALLY focused on making sure it's perfect and that he doesn't fuck it up, watched TONS of videos beforehand

•he doesn't have a hood or mask but would still be willing to let you dye his hair to match, it's honestly really his style

•probably likes to leave hair products around for you. idk how he does it considering he can't go through things with items but whatever

eijirou kirishima

•would absolutely LOVE being w someone who also dyes their hair!! it's probably how y'all bonded in the first place!

•very good at choosing between colors. even super similar colors. he's Very particular about the shade of his hair so he knows what's up!!

•will absolutely want to do each other's hair together!! you dye his hair and he dyes yours !! very fun to do but you guys also get pretty messy. worth it tho

•he would be super super excited if you also want to dye your hair red, Might dye his hair a different color for a month or so if you have a specific signature color as well but that's as good as you're gonna get.

•you guys both totally share hair care tips together like true relationship goals

hitoshi shinsou

•waits in anticipation for whatever color you're doing next. literally no matter what color you dyed your hair, no matter how patchy or uneven it is, he will compliment it

•don't ask him to help pick between colors. he will say yes to every color and when you go "that's not how it works" he's just like "okay but they all look good on you i can't decide" WHICH IS THE ISSUE IN THE FIRST OLACE BECAUSE YOU ALSO CANT PICK THATS WHY YOU CAME TO HIM!!!! grr

•oh my god he's been watching youtube tutorials on dying hair since he found out you dye yours, he's SO ready to dye your hair when you finally ask him. does an amazing job chefs kiss

•will bite you if you try to over bleach your hair, i'm so serious. he's like nooooo idc how excited u are for a new color no more bleach 👿

•another one who personally wants to apply products to your hair and knows so many hairstyles u can't convince me otherwise. he learned more so he can play in ur hair <3

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zushikiss · 1 year

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💐 I loved you, No. I love you

a social media au | scaramouche x fem!reader

sypnosis ; after breaking up with your ever so perfect boyfriend of 7 years you don't know how to break the news to your parents since they simply adore the indigo haired man, so you simply don't. which is why you think it's absolutely unreasonable when your father's dying wish, is to see you get married to him, though coincidentally, your dearest ex boyfriend is also in need of a spouse in order to inherit his mother's company, i guess the only way to solve this is to tell your parent's the truth, or is it?

genre ; fake dating (?), you and scara get married for benefits lol, modern!au, actor!au

warnings ; everyone in this au are adults, scara teases you like a lot, fluff, and angst all in one, pictures i use do not depict reader's skin color, height, or body shape, they're used to show poses and is used as visual descriptions, also kinda ceo!scara, more to be added

notes ; woooo another smau, but i probably won't start this one till im finished with season 2 of my searching for you smau, also let's just say this is kinda maybe a new year's gift hehe

taglist status ; [closed]

presenting the cast for I loved you, no. I love you

⤷ live laugh love ayari | sugar daddies ft. venti

season 1 | don't catch feelings, again.

00 - prologue

01 - cancer? me too!

02 - the witch's conditions

03 - so, will you marry me?

04 - #married #notosingles #dick

05 - scaray/n shipper till i die

06 - sacrifices to be a millionaire

07 - dinner with the in laws

08 - denial is a river in egypt

09 - marriage for benefit my ass

10 - familliar feelings i've only ever felt with you

season 2 | so? is this still for benefits

11 - tba

12 - tba

13 - tba

14 - tba

15 - tba

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mikareo · 6 months

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“ ࣭⸰ ★ WHEN SPRING COMES . . . ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀呪術廻戦 ; megumi fushiguro x fem reader

⊹ ⠀⠀ your love for megumi can be compared to a snowflake; delicate and beautiful, stunning and unique. however, spring is coming— and eventually, all snowflakes have to melt. (1.2k)

contains; hanahaki au, rejection, angst, implied death author's note; this is 2 years old pls forgive me,, n hanahaki used to be my favorite trope IM SORRY I POST IT SM ajskl

it’s been over a decade, fifteen years really, of the never-ending winter that you’ve grown so accustomed to. the settled snow has been your comfort zone, a weighted blanket tying you down to his presence since primary school, freezing the ribbon that tied your heart to his for eternity— though only now, you realize that ribbon is a chain, shackling you to a hopeless series of unrequited feelings that could never be returned. you’ve imprisoned yourself to an idea of love that never was. love that you viewed as your personal one-of-a kind snowflake between the two of you; something special and passionate with no barriers or boundaries, which softly flurried around you for your entire lives...

...but snowflakes melt when they touch the ground.

the soft powder is nothing but water now; dirtied water on the blood-ridden pavement, speckled with pink petals of a flower that you used to love. the snowflake is dying. it’s dead. and spring has come.

“tilt your head up,” megumi murmurs with the softest, most lovely voice you’ve ever heard. “you’ve still got some on your chin.”

he’s being generous with his words. you know your skin is stained red, dripping with blood and broken leaves that refuse to be wiped away. luckily for you, he tells you that red is his favorite color— that the scarlet shade compliments your complexion and makes you look beautiful— but you know he’s lying.

the deep clots and black chunks would send anyone into a nauseous fit, he’s too kind to you.

you wish he would be horrible. that he’d hurdle insulting comments, awful remarks, and unforgivable curses— but he’d never.

— and you love him for that.

it’s too bad that he doesn’t feel the same.

he never has.

he never will.

“does that feel alright?” his washcloth is cold and damp. it’s a muddied mahogany after previously being a gorgeous forrest green. “it’s still warm, right?”

you nod, believing that one more lie won’t hurt your already dreadful situation. “i think you’ve got it all,” the reflection before you is one you recognize, a person of the past that you can’t seem to let go of no matter how many hours you spend wishing them away. “thank you, really.”

despite the normal appearance you now display, with rose-tinted cheeks and swollen eyes, there’s a garden growing in the sink. vines slithering their way down the drain as the water stream attempts to rid them from view. torn tulip petals are strewn across the bathroom floor, and in another life perhaps it would have been romantic to see a flower petal pathway leading towards the bedroom— that’s not your life though. you’ve been left with emptiness and a void of feelings with no return.

“i’m always here to hold your hair back, i hope you know that.” he smiles with kindness, a genuine goodness that can only be portrayed by him. he’s the best person you know. there’s no mystery as to why you fell for him all those years ago, and why that love has followed you through adulthood. “it’s almost pretty…y’know, in a morbid way.”

hm, funny. morbidly beautiful.

“yeah,” you reply in a snap. “maybe they can be my funeral flowers.”

you've made him angry.

“don’t even joke about that, what the hell?” megumi always gets upset when you say those type of things. his vision turns red and he’s blinded by his own sadness that he forgets that he’s the cause— he’s the calamity that uprooted your formally blissful life. he’s the one who fell in love with someone new.

winter could’ve lasted forever had he not gone to class that day.

it could raged onwards had he not met her.

you could’ve been hand-in-hand dancing beneath the moonlight on a snowy eve if she hadn’t asked for directions to the library. his kisses could’ve been peppering your face rather than hers if only you’d been more fun, more outgoing, more persuasive, more everything, then maybe he would’ve stayed.

but megumi didn’t stay...

...he left.

he left as the leaves grew on the barren trees and pollen drifted through the breeze. he said his brief goodbyes to your heart while his chased her’s in yearning. he didn’t so much as glance your way as the hanahaki roots planted themselves in your heart— only choosing to show concern after they’d already grown terminal. he disappeared from your point of view before you could even acknowledge his absence— which was and continues to be unfair.

megumi was yours and now he isn’t. it’s as simple as that. as awful and simple as that.

“we both know i’m dying.” you murmur, hands folded together as if they're the only things you have left to hang onto. you wish one of those hands could find their place in his warm palm, but the black marker ink etched onto his skin in the shapes of mini hearts and smiley faces are more than enough to drive you away. “there’s no point in denying it anymore. i can barely breathe.”

he shakes his head, backing away from you despite your obvious need for physical comfort.

you thought he knew you better than that. you thought he’d know exactly how to ease your pain, but he doesn’t. he’s very clearly not your soulmate, but for some reason your heart tells you otherwise.

“you’d be able to if you’d just get the surgery,” he says. “please.”

he's begging for something he could solve.

megumi's eyes look dark under the overhead light. “please don’t make me have to see you in a casket.”

the surgery in which the roots are removed from your heart is a tricky one. a procedure that many endure and survive, where they get to continue living their lives healthy and happy— though, are they truly living if they’re void of the love that once consumed them?

“i wouldn’t be able to live with myself, you know that.” your voice is firm, after having had this conversation many times before, “i’d know a part of me was missing. you’re too important for me to just…erase.”

if you’re being completely honest with yourself, you’d rather remain in your eternal winter for the rest of your soul’s existence. yes, it’s cold and dreary, with little to no sunlight and hope of a new love or progression in your relationship with him— but it’s familiar. you find it comfortable and there’s no fear in the feelings that you’re already so accustomed to living with everyday. the thought of spring is terrifying. the season following your beloved winter that represents rebirth and new blossoming love is one that you’ll never come to know— which is completely by choice. there’s no point in limping yourself towards spring when there’s no one you’d rather love than megumi.

these hanahaki tulips won’t see the sunshine they yearn for when the grass regains its color. they’ll simply wither away with you and the lock that refuses to fall, holding your feelings for him in an eternal slumber that will never be woken.

“i love you.” you say, whilst knowing that that’s the last thing he wants to hear. “i love you so much.”

your confessions of love are a reminder of your little time left, and he hates it.

he wishes it would all stop; but it can’t and it won’t.

perhaps he should’ve given you a chance when the opportunity arose. then you may have been happy. however, he knows that there’s no forcing love.

you’ve been doomed since the moment you’d laid eyes on him.

love isn't your happiness.

“i’ve only ever loved you.”

it's your demise.

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vodika-vibes · 6 months

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I need to see Papa Wolffe doting on his child rn—

A New Addition

Summary: Wolffe gets to meet his newborn several hours after she's born.

Pairing: Commander Wolffe x Reader

Word Count: 700

Warnings: Discussions of mother's dying in child birth (what do the clones know about natborn births, after all)

Tagging: @trixie2023 @n0vqni

A/N: So. Not exactly him doting on his kid, but a first introduction is not a bad way for the story to go, right?

You stir awake at the light knock on the door, and you smile at the familiar face that pokes into the room. Familiar, in part, because Wolffe has millions of identical brothers, but also because he’s Wolffe, and you’d recognize your riduur even if he was dressed identically to his brothers.

“Hey, can I come in?”

A warm smile crosses your face, “You don’t have to ask, love.” You reply gently.

He slips into the room, silently closing the door behind him, “Just making sure.” Wolffe crosses the room and takes a seat next to you, and then he immediately reaches out and smooths some hair out of your face, “How are you feeling, cyare?”

“Exhausted.” You reply with a small smile, “But also, really good.” You lean into his touch, “How are you?”

“I wish I had been here for you.”

You hum softly, “Not your fault.”

“I still feel bad,” He takes your hand in his and brings your joined hands to his lips to press a light kiss against your fingers, his gaze is locked on the small cradle next to your hospital bed, “Is that her?”

You laugh softly, “It is. Our Ellie.” You extend your fingers to brush against his cheek, “Go on and introduce yourself.”

He starts, “Am I allowed?”

A slightly louder laugh falls from you, “She’s your daughter, Wolffe. Of course you can.”

He releases your hand and stands to walk around the bed. Once he’s at the small cradle he just stares into it for a moment, “She’s so…small.”

“She’s only a couple of hours old, riduur.”

“The Tubies never looked so small back on Kamino. Is she healthy?”

“She is. Just small. My fault, I’m afraid.” You reply with a small smile. And your smile grows as you watch him reach into the cradle to scoop the infant into his arms.

“She looks like you,” Wolffe murmurs as he cradles Ellie in his arms.

“Really? I think she looks like you.” He turns to sit on the edge of the bed, bringing Ellie into reach. She’s still asleep. “Those Fett genes run true,” You joke quietly, as you brush a light finger against Ellie’s dark cheek, and then up through her dark curls.

“My coloring, maybe.” Wolffe allows, “but she has your features. A perfect mix of us.” He pauses, “Cyare,” He admits, his voice quiet, “I don’t know anything about being a parent-”

“Shh. Neither do I. We’ll learn together.” You smile at the baby, and then up at Wolffe, “We’re going to be fine, I know it.”

“Well, if you say so then it must be true.” Wolffe teases as he leans in and kisses your forehead, “My brothers and General Koon are in the lobby, can I take her to meet them?”

You hum thoughtfully, “Why don’t you give Ellie to me, and then you can bring them in here to meet her?” You offer.

Wolffe flashes a small grin, “Even better idea, I know they’re worried about you too. Cody made the mistake of asking General Kenobi about natborn childbirth, and they were convinced that you were going to die.”

“Well, not on Coruscant.” You admit with a tired smile as you take your baby from him.

Wolffe blinks, “Wait, what?”

“Women generally don’t die in childbirth on Coruscant unless something goes really wrong.” You clarify as you adjust Ellie on your chest, “If my midwife had been concerned, I would have reached out to the temple for help, Wolffe. So, no need to worry.”

“...okay. I’m going to go and get the others.” He kisses your forehead once more, and then he ducks his head to kiss Ellie’s head, before he circles the room again, and steps into the hallway.

Only minutes later, the room is flooded with people. General Koon immediately takes a place next to the bed to quietly talk to you while Wolffe shows Ellie off to his brothers.

And when they leave an hour later, Ellie’s picture has been taken a dozen times, and she’s been officially named as the Wolfpack’s mascot. And also the mascot for most of the other Battalions as well.

After all, she is the first niece.

#star wars #tcw #commander wolffe x reader #wolffe x reader #star wars fanfiction #x reader fanfiction #answered asks

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samiibami · 7 months

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HIS GAZE // Death God! Blade AU

CW: Yandere themes, Death God! Blade, nature lovers dni, he calls you "blossom", he kidnapped you, stalker behavior

Wherever you went, to the temple you were forcibly taken to, the nearby forest surrounded by beautiful flowers, he was always there.

Ever since you managed to get the attention and affection of the Death God himself, Blade, he never let you stray from his sight.

Even when going outside to take a nice breath of air from his temple, he followed you closely, grasping your hand in his to make sure you would never ever leave him. It happened once or twice, but he learned to be careful. He could never risk his blossom to leave him now, could he?

This happened when you go out to the forest he made for you just recently, filled with the most high-quality flower beds and beautiful land.

He followed you there too, and whenever you went on your lovely explorations, he unintentionally made the nature that surrounded her decay due to his gaze.

"Blade..you do know that all the nature here is dying because of you right?" You looked at him in concern because of the once area, filled with the greenest of leaves, now becoming the darkest of green. He looked rather apologetic because of that, he was dead aware that no amount of life, aside from living humans, could be within his presence.

"My dear blossom, I apologize, don't look at me that way" He brushed a falling hair strand from your face and behind your ear, it was only natural of him to worry if his beloved was dejected.

You tried to interact with a lovely flower bed that was just your size to lay down on, but once again, he set his gaze on it, and everything decayed in mere seconds.

The petals lost its beautiful white color, now mixed in with a dark shade and slowly ripping away, and the stems snapped. You were clearly upset at the outcome and turned to look at Blade, who seemed extremely guilty.

"They tried to be beautiful for you" He could only make up for it with the simplest of flattery that he could process at the time, looking at her poor face.

You picked up the flower, fingers tracing the rough edges of the petal before the flower flew away when you hold it up. What a miserable ending for a mere flower that you only came across.

"Isn't it beautiful?" He pointed to the decayed flower bed that furthermore became unbearable to look at because of his gaze. The Death God tried to console you in the best ways he could manage as he wasn't used to human emotions yet.

"I can always just make you a new forest, I'm a god after all" He had a faint smile on his face and pulled you into a soothing hug, your back pressed against his chest and his head resting on your shoulder.

"If you want, I can even make you a whole new Earth if you'd like" The Death God's gentle touch on your head was rather comforting in a way, and it made you feel a bit better.

They both continued walking around, the god still holding you in his arms gently as you strolled around, the more you did, the more the forest started to rot and decay because of his continued gaze.

The aftermath of the forest after your walk with him was a depressing thing to witness, but you'd have to get used to it since he will be with you for the rest of eternity. He could always make you a new one after all, and a whole new world if you'd want. Everything's all for you.

(Note: Hi! i made this while i was walking on the road and nearly got hit by a truck so i'm sorry if it's kinda bad)

#hsr blade #honkai star rail #blade x reader #yandere hsr #blade honkai #saranghae

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anonymouscheeses · 1 month

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Big fckn redesigns here. Well mostly Charlie but Vaggie somewhat too 🥰🥰

Blue fits Charlie soooo much and I cease to see that many redesigns with this color. I still want red to be used in most of their designs because well. They are in hell, but not too present so to make way for other unique colors. Charlie has several physical traits from her parents but also she has some details in her clothes that match with them. When I uhh, introduce their designs you'll see lmao. I also tried to make her have a more roundish design, I jst LOVE those typ of designs omg. I just want the characters with not too many sharp corners pls Viv bro... 😔 oh yeah she's mixed cuz her mom's are darker in their redesigns. Alot of their genetics went down to Charlie so she doesn't look like an exact copy of Lucifer, I kind of hate that trend with hh and hb characters, like did the moxxies dad give birth to him bro 😭 also I kept her bow because it looks so cute and silly on her it just fits, I wish they made it bigger in her show design because it would fit her silliness so much. She has a cape with stars because morningSTAR smh why didnt they do something fun with that, missed potential but whatevs yknow I still love og designs no matter what anyone sayss. Did you know I love Charlie, I could ramble for days. I think I love Charlie guys. Maybe jst a hunch idk... also... s-snake fangs.. jeepers anddd..... snake tongue.... shiver me timberz

The wife ever. I had animation in mind more when I designed her, not like in a "How easy or hard would this be to animate" way. But I like to imagine when she's shocked her hair kind of fluffs out plus her actual fluff, when she's mad her bow turns into kind of horns and then her jacket expands like wings. Gave her a more hotel like outfit, she likes to work for fun (ew). Her socks are socks but she has some fluff under them she just tries to cover it up because she hates herself 🤪 (she doesn't hate her bigger body she actually feels much more comfortable chubby than when she was skinny with Adam. She was burdened with the weight of Adam's image of women... In this sorta rewrite she gained weight when she goes to the hotel because she's more happy. I'm dying I love chub Vaggie so much guys please) headcanon: she kind of likes fashion, it's like a fun hobby of hers to stitch together clothing and go out and buy clothes she'll never wear. She taught Charlie how to stitch and she SUCKS so you can jst see it on Charlie's pants.

Second outfits! Charlie's hotel uniform for. Well. Hotel stuff. She usually only wears it when new people come to the hotel, which.... isn't often, if at all. She still likes to keep it just in case. Also she goes really cartoonish when it happens, she does the looney tunes run and changes into her clothes in like 2 seconds. Can you see my vision? 😭😭

Vaggie's is in her armor. She has several pairs of armor lying around in the hotel in completely hidden spots. It's kind of surprising uhh. Yeah she wears it alot more than Charlie wears her alt uniform but still rare to find her in it. I don't get the whole thing with the exterminators and them not being able to fight according to Carmilla. Which is kinda stupid, I'm not gonna lie. So, instead of that, Vaggie has just let her guard down and has gotten much more comfortable in her surroundings so she feels like she doesn't need to fight anymore, she's just gotten rusty 's what I'm sayin. I have no idea how to draw armor. You can tell...

Extra below cut vvvv

BABY CHARLIE!!! With the heads of my redesigns for Luci, Eve, and Lillith. Haha you still cant see them. Uhh, ill definitely finish the thing one day. Its not even that big of a project thing, i think i jst keep going to other drawings so im like not focusing on one thing lmao. Lucifer has heterochromia because he was cursed to forever be reminded of his betrayal. I only explained that because Charlie has it too, it's kind of a curse on the entire blood line where at least one eye is red. This is like. Slightly older Charlie than the baby Charlie in show? I jst wanted to put her in overalls cuz omg that's jst so cute ughhh 😭😭

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel charlie #hazbin hotel vaggie #hazbin hotel lucifer #hazbin hotel eve #hazbin hotel lillith #chaggie #varlie #rainbowmoth #charlie x vaggie #vaggie x charlie #ill get to the other........ one day #art #fanart #artists on tumblr #digital art #charlie morningstar #vaggie #i hate her name. its now Valerie. or was it Valarie. i dont remember. uh. hi #i totally forgot abt my human au ILL ANSWER QUESTIONS SOON YOU GUYS I JST HAVE ALOT IN MIND RIGHT NOWW #lillith morningstar #lucifer morningstar #eve morningstar #WHY AM I SO HAPPY THATS A TAG. ITS LITERALLY CANON THEY WERE PRT MUCH POLY. I JST LOVE THE FACT ITS ACCEPTED 😭😭#hazbin hotel chaggie #hazbin chaggie #lucifers stolen wives #could that be the ship name for those three. or if someone comes up with a better one 😭🙏 im ass at ship names #baby charlie #also every morningstar member has a curse of some kind. sooo ill explain in the other post thatll come out in 2069 /j

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silky-nereid · 1 month

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☘ love like a broken pot || DARK CONTENT

yandere! crime lord x second hand in charge! reader/you

tw : minor & major injuries, manipulation, degradation of self-worth, intimidation and implied murder.

Yandere! Crime Lord who found you when you were nothing; a mere husk covered in scars from a previous crime lord that had been too rough with you and he took it as a challenge to rebuild you; a better you.

Yandere! Crime lord who is not well-liked in the underworld because he’s known for taking disposable men that were traitors or new people that had either defied death under his wings because the other families would’ve killed them already.

Yandere! Crime lord who isn’t afraid of causing harm to you or to others that are teetering on the edge of betrayal because he’ll purposely step on past wounds of the crew for his benefit.

He sat on the edge of the bathtub, wearing plastic gloves stained with various mixtures of colors on the once white tank top. Your stained hands applied the tin foil strips to the newly dyed pieces of hair.

“You’re my favorite,” he said. “You know this, don’t you? You can talk, I’m not mad at you anymore.”

“I.. I know.” Your hands finished folding the last piece of tinfoil on his hair. “But what happened to Ja—“

“He betrayed me, he betrayed us,” he explained. “After that stunt he decided to take a swim. Don’t even mention those who betrayed us.”

Yandere! Crime lord who often dyes his hair strange colors and never lets you choose the colors because he has a dartboard to help him choose his dyes but you often have to go and buy the dyes for him.

Yandere! Crime lord who often patches your wounds that you got from missions that he sends you on and enjoys it when you bring back trophies for him to show that you complete the mission.

Yandere! Crime lord who likes it more when you bring him simple trophies from the mission like a bloodied golden tooth, a switchblade that he eyed; the way it twirled in the hands of the person that didn’t deserve it, golden cufflinks that he could wear or rings that he could add to his fishbowl that he has; enjoys the weddings rings because they are pairs.

He finished washing his hands, seeing you closing the trunk. Blood remained on your cheek, turning to him. His hand pulled you by the collar of your shirt, eyes stared into your very being; he could break you if he wanted too.

“You’re getting sloppy,” he threatened. “Too sloppy to be exact, next I’ll have the cops at my door because of your sloppiness. Do I need to get Marcus to do your job?“

“I’m not getting sloppy,” you confessed. “Just have too much on my plate.”

He let go of your collar, eyeing you up and down and a simple smile carved on his lips.

Yandere! Crime lord who purposely little by little stops giving you the attention that you as you were slowly getting replaced by someone better than you but still keeps an eye on you somehow; has your schedule written somewhere.

Yandere! Crime lord who enjoys seeing you wallow in your misery and how you’re discarded ever so quickly by other caporegrimes because you were chipping away at your own patience.

Yandere! Crime lord who fails to notice the planted bugs inside of his gentleman’s lounge because he’s too busy answering the phone in the miniature barber shop.

Your eyes looked at the ruins of the gentlemen's club and the hands that caused it. You didn’t mean it, didn’t you? You turned around seeing his long shadow on the floor, covering your hunched form and flipping the golden lighter open and close; eyes that threatened to burn your skin.

“I didn’t give you an order to cause this.” He gestured to the blood trail that was smeared into the miniature barbershop. “Clean this up.”

He went from behind the bar, disappearing for a moment and pulling a first aid kit. He walked towards you, handing you the first aid and his hand caressed your lower cheek and neck. Your eyes watered, hands trembling desperately clutching his sleeves and staining the sleeves with someone’s blood; it hurts…

“Why did you betray me?” He asked.

He twisted the blade further causing a gasp escaping your lips.

“Just to think I was going to let you finally go to a normal life,” he berated. “But you couldn’t keep your lips shut, singing like a canary to the police.”

He pushed you away, watching you stumble around. He sat down next to your hunched wounded form, blood formed a small puddle around you and his hand tightly gripped your chin and turned it to face him.

“You must not be feeling the pain.” He pressed on one of the many open wounds. “There you go.”

Your blurred eyes watched them pull him away, the ringing in your ears continued. Unfamiliar warm hands that pulled you up onto emergency gurney and looking up at the dusk sky; seeing the colors fade into each other. You looked over to him while he was seemingly being handcuffed, placed into the cop car but he never broke eye contact.

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spooky-bunnys · 10 months

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This is the request I was working on before my account was hacked. I don't have the ask for it. But I wrote what I remembered. I hope you guys like it!

Mizo middle didn't know what to do right now. The sight in front of them had stooped them. When Yamagishi said he couldn't joing them today, they didn't think too much about it.

Until they actually came across him and some scary looking dude. Like the guy looks like he could easily kill Yamagishi! Takemichi looked at his other friends panicking. What did Yamagishi do?!

(Name) stared up at the sky as his brother continued ranting about homework and the gang he joined. Whoch honestly surprised (Name), but his baby brother always had a liking towards gangs. It worried him for the longest time, but he know's he always has his back.

Whoever tries to mess with his brother has to go through him first. Well...(Name) sighed and ran a hand through his long dyed (color) hair. His rings catching lose strands here and there. (Name) suddenly smiled softly, turning to his still ranting brother.

"Oi shrimp. Wanna see my newest tattoo?" Yamagishi straightened up and looked at his brother with stary eyes. "You got a new tattoo?! What is it?!" (Name) faked a groan and took off his leather jacket. Carefully handing it to his brother before lifting his shirt slightly.

Showing a familiar pair of glasses along with the words, "Modivation and Inspiration". Yamagishi could feel tears well in his eyes. His brother while he looks extremely dangerous, was actually the softest and kindest person he knows. He'd do anything to keep him safe.

He carefully stared at the tattoo noticing the jagged scar. Yamagishi felt his heart slightly break. Thanks to him, his big brother not only got stabbe but, was sent to Juvie due to (Name) injuring the guys that attacked him so badly. He frowned and held the jacket tighter.

(Name) lowered his shirt and stared at his brother worringly. "Shirmpy you good?" (Name) slightly licked his lips, trying to keep them from getting too dry. Showing a new tounge piercing along with his snack bites. Yamagishi stared at his brother. (Name) changed so much in Juvie.

His brother used to hate tattoo's and piercings. Saying they ruin a persons beauty. Now here he is, covered in ink with multiple piercings. His once (Hair color) short hair now a long dyed (color) hair. His bright prince like brother was now a prnce of darkness.

It makes him sad knowing if he hadn't instigated the fight, his brother wouldn't had almost died and been sent to Juvie for almost 5 years. He had missed so much. Yamagishi hugged his brother tightly. Crying into his brothers chest.

(Name)'s heart broke hearing the cryings and gasps leaving his shrimpy dork of a brother. (Name) pulled the hair tye from his brothers hair and gently ran his fingers through his hair. Being careful to make sure his rings wouldn't get caught in the youngers hair.

From across the street Mizo middle stopped panicking seeing the heartfelt scene. For Gishi to act like that, he had to be someone special and important to him. Akkun turned and started walking away, catching the other three's attention. Before Takemichi could ask what he was doing, Akkun explained how the hugging duo deserved privacy.

Later that night (Name) was working on his precious bike. It was a 1998 (bike). It was his 2nd precious treasure. Beside his baby brother of course. Gishi was laid out between the bike and tool box. Handing his brother a different tool when asked. Yamagishi hadn't noticed the time, untl he phone rang a familiar tone making him jump.

He quickly grabbed his phone then rushed into the house. (Name) came out from under his bike extremely confused of his brothers actions. But shrugged it off before continuing his repair job. Once he finished tightwning the last bolt his brother came stumbling down the front stairs. Startling (Name) as he quickly rushed to catch his brother.

"Oi Shrimpy easy! You're gonna fall and crack your skull!" Yamagishi checked the time on his phone. Crusing once seeing the time. "Sorry Aniki I'm late for the gang meeting." (Name) chuckled and ruffled his brothers hair. "Did you forget that I can drive you there?" Yamagishi frozed. He had forgotten that.

(Name) grabbed the keys to their "dads" car. Not like the bastard is using it anyways. He's at some bar trying to find a new "fling". Once the two settled in the car they were on their way. Now obviously (Name) let his brother out a little before the shrine entrance. Knowing the gang wouldn't like outsiders present.

(Name) reminded his brother to let him know when the meeting was over. He would hopefully be finished with fixing his bike. All he had left to do was change the oil. Once arriving back to their house (Name) immediately got to work wth changing the oil in his bike. Knowing his brother would live to ride on it again.

After changing the oil in his bike and taking a much needed shower. About 45 minutes had passed. (Name) had just finished drying his hair when his phone rang. When he saw a message informing him that his baby brother meeded a ride home from the meeting.

As (Name) walked out of his room he stopped before his mirror. His hair was half up showing his long dyed (color) hair and his undercut. His spiked belt and bracelet shinning from his lamp on his desk. Finally his ripped black jeans and favorite skull and roses shirt. His tattoos and piercings on full show.

He chuckled grabbing his old leather jacket. Which had multiple patches on it. His newer leather jacket already on his bike. He grabbed his and his brothers bike helmets, and made his way out. He waved at the neighbors who were coming home before taking off.

It took a total for about 10 minutes to get to the shrine. His bike and appearance catching many members attention. While many members went t confront the new arrival. One had gone to Mikey who was talking to Takemichi and his friends.

When Mikey was informed on how the guest appeared he was a bit worried that a rival gang member had came to their hideout. So he quickly made his way over to the entrance. Hoping his thoughts were wrong.

What greeted him was an usual sight. The unknown male (who still had his bike helmet on) was completely ignoring the members yelling at him. Dodging fists and kicks thrown his way. The guy wasn't even fighting back. It was when Yamagishi recognized the bike and the jacket did he take off towards the "fight".

Scaring his friends greatly who rushed after him. But to their surprise Yamagishi had thrown himself at the unknown male. The male obviously caught the smaller male and laughed loudly. Silenced everyone present. Until Mikey stepped forward. Announcing his presence.

"Who are you and why are you here?" Yamagishi tried to speak up. But was silenced by a hand settling on his shoulder. When the taller male removed his helmet it was like everything was shown in slow motion.

Many were awed at the site of the male. He was tall and had many piercings and looked to be covered in tattoos. Takemichi quickly recognized him. "Wait! You were the guy with Yamagishi earlier!" The male chuckled and opened his mouth. Showing another piercing.

"Yeah. I'm this shrimps brother. The name is (Name). It's nice to meet the friends I've been told so much about."

Everyone stared. Nobody moved. Well until Mucho stepped forward. Throwing a punch at (Name). Who quickly dodged the fist and grabbed Mucho's arm, throwing the much larger male over his shoulder. He made it look so easy.

Everyone's jaws were dropped. It was completely quiet until (Name) laughed. "Well it's great to see you too Muto. But your still slow as ever." Mucho stood up chuckling and brushed his uniform off. "Well (Name) I didn't know you were getting out so soon. I was gonna visit tomorrow."

(Name) smiled and pulled his brother close. "You of all people know I'm well behaved. Besides someone has to look out for those who can't. Besides I'm the Dark Knight. Nothing can keep me locked up for long."

Upon hearing "Dark Knight" Toman went up in an up roar. Surrounding (Name), asking him multiple questions, and weirdly enough for his signature. (Name) quickly grew bashful and tried escaping. Which he failed to do. While (Name) was getting trampled, Mizo Middle were questioning Yamagishi.

"Since when was the Dark Knight your brother!" Akkun was the most shocked. He had met the Dark Knight once after he was almost mugged. But he was luckily saved. "Wait. What did Mucho mean by "get out so soon"." Yamagishi slightly flinched. They of course noticed which made them worried.

But they quickly pieced it together. "You're brother. He was in Juvie wasn't he?" He nodded sadly. "He was. It was my fault he was." That's when he told them about how he used to get his gang info. Which was to actually stalk and talk to gangs.

Of course that had gotten him in deep trouble. He told them about how a few gangs had gotten together to "take him out". "It was a rainy day and I was late meeting (Name) outside his school. When he came to find me, he had found the gangs trying to actually kill me."

He looked over to where he brother was surrounded by Toman members and a few captains. "He immediately jumped in. He was able to beat almost all of them. Until one member pulled out a pocket knife. He had almost stabbed me but...(Name) took the stab for me. He had beat the guy so badly....the guy almost died."

The other stared sadly at him. "(Name) almost died protecting me. Then he was sent off to Juive for almost killing the dude. They didn't even let him explain what actually happened! Since the judge knew the dude who was almost killed. He immediately found him guilty and (Name) didn't fight back."

Yamagishi jumped feeling an arm wrap around his shoulders. "Well shrimp. I've said before and I'll say it again. I'll do anything for you. You're my baby bro! Besides I made some cool friends in Juvie." (Name) smiled at everyone. He was glad his brother was safe and happy. It was all he ever wanted.

#x male reader #male reader #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x male reader #mizo mid crew #mizo middle five

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spectrumspace · 5 months

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the Thing about Mid-2010s Ace Discourse that gets me is that even if you weren't really someone who kept their pulse on the latest news in the lgbt+ community or queer theory or whatever, it'd still make its way onto your dash in a more subtle way as "cringe"

like i think a lot of funny posts at the time being made by the Big Guys were like "34yo 'fandom moms' about to doxx a preteen for not shipping rey-lo" followed by an image of peter griffin photoshopped to have dyed hair, piercings, heavy makeup, and a shirt in the ace flag colors using a laptop with fandom stickers on it. like very much a "gay people i do not respect" strawman but with the label scribbled out and a new one slapped on. and no one really read into it critically

and if someone did actually go "hey what does asexuality have to do with it" they were put on blast by op and their friends for "reading too much into it" and the post would immediately devolve into bullying whoever decided to speak out -- often someone very young and/or with trouble picking up on social cues -- until they wrote up a long emotional thesis trying to stand their ground where inevitably they said something wrong and op got to say something like "ummmm 😳 did you just say lesbianism is aphobic??? 😂" and everyone would reblog the whole miles-long thread going "LMAOOO CRINGE" with the subtle insinuation that All Ace People Are Like This.

like i never saw anyone share around straight up Discourse™ discourse on my dash specifically, even if i knew it was out there/saw it in the wild outside my personal bubble sometimes, but this kinda stuff was Everywhere thanks to the rise of "cringe culture", and i think that was more fundamentally damaging than any 10k word google doc essay with sources trying to make an "intelligent point" for ace exclusion

#ada weblog tag

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misc-obeyme · 9 months

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hello !! may i ask lost with solomon 😔💍

Hi there, anon!

Okay, so it's fluffy Solomon hours on my blog again with this one. Just in case anyone wasn't already aware, I am in love with him. I always write him in the Nightbringer timeline, too. I think it's because there's more opportunity for fluff when MC lives with him lol.

Thanks for the request!

GN!MC x Solomon with prompt Lost

Warnings: none!

It was a cold day in the Devildom, the wind thrashing against the windows, the cloudy sky threatening rain. Solomon didn't want to go out in that weather, of course, but he really saw no way around it. He needed some potion ingredients and he really couldn't delay getting them.

Well, if he was going to go out, he had better dress warmly. He made sure to wear his trench coat, long and thick enough to help with the wind, as well as a thick pair of socks. He tucked some gloves in his pocket just in case, though he might not need them. Then he rummaged around the coat closet, looking for his scarf.

Solomon pushed aside various jackets and things, looking for the scarf that normally sat on the high shelf in the closet. It wasn't there. Had he lost it?

Solomon thought about it for a minute and found he couldn't even remember when he last wore it. You had complained about its hideous pattern, so he made sure not to wear it around you too much. But it still had to be in Cocytus Hall somewhere, right?

He sighed and cast a little tracer spell. If the scarf was in the house, he would be able to locate it this way.

The spell manifested for only a brief moment before dying out. It did not lead him anywhere, indicating that his scarf was not actually in the hall anywhere.

Well, he had tried. He wondered briefly if you had tossed it because you thought it was so ugly. The thought made him chuckle. Either that or it was lost for good. It didn't matter too much. He could always buy himself a new one. Perhaps he had better let you pick it out for him, just so he didn't have to worry about accidentally choosing a pattern you didn't like.

Solomon set out into the blustery weather, the wind pushing his silver hair all over the place. He managed to get everything he needed fairly quickly. Checking the time, he realized it was about when you normally started home for Cocytus Hall. He decided to surprise you by waiting for you outside the House of Lamentation.

Solomon watched as you waved goodbye to the demon brothers on your way out the door. You pulled your own jacket closer to yourself in the chill, the wind clearly making it slightly difficult for you to walk.

As you got closer to where he stood, you saw him and smiled. Solomon smiled back, but then he noticed something. A hint of color around your neck… was that…?

"What are you doing out here?" you asked him.

He focused his gaze back on your eyes. "I happened to be out already and I thought I'd stop by to pick you up."

You shivered a little. "You came out in this weather? It's going to rain soon, I think."

Solomon cocked his head, his smile becoming teasing as he looked at you. "Is that why you stole my horrible scarf? I was looking everywhere for it."

Solomon was rewarded by the blush that rushed to your cheeks. Your fingers brushed the fabric of the scarf that was tied around your neck and tucked into your jacket. "I couldn't find mine," you said, frowning.

Solomon chuckled. "And here I thought maybe you finally threw it away when I wasn't looking. How did you describe it again? Ghastly?"

You folded your arms. "I stand by it. This thing is truly offensive. But it was the only option."

Solomon couldn't resist tugging it out of your jacket, revealing the bright clashing colors of it, a sort of argyle combined with paisley that he had to admit was rather unsightly. He used it to pull you closer to him. "It's all right, MC. You're welcome to use my scarf any time, though I think I'll do a better job of keeping you warm myself."

Solomon laughed gently as the expression on your face revealed just how silly you thought this line was. You laughed, too, and let him pull you into his arms. "You're welcome to try, magic man."

Solomon couldn't keep the grin off his face and both of you laughed into the kiss you shared before starting off toward home.

the original prompt list

masterlist | Thank you for reading!

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me nightbringer #obey me fluff #obey me fanfiction #obey me fanfic #obey me solomon #obey me solomon x reader #obey me solomon x mc #solomon x reader #solomon x mc #anon request #misc writes

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chanlix-honey · 4 months

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Who’s the Puppy Now? (Seungmin x Reader)

Warning: smut (+18), pet names, mommy kink, fingering, choking, crying, switch!seungmin, switch!reader, fem-bodied reader, praise kink, MINORS DNI!! Please and thank you!!! (Let me know if i missed anything else)

word count: 2.3k

a/n: thank you for your patience, it’s been a minute. Enjoy!

“Look how cute you are on stage!” you coo. Your phone is shoved in his face, the bright screen displaying a recently permed (and cinnamon-y new hair dyed) Seungmin.

You two are sitting on the couch with some random action movie on. The boys decided to have a movie night and it was Changbin’s turn to pick. Who knows what it’s about, though the explosions and the police car sirens blaring on the screen don’t prove it to be anything else but action-packed. You both had ignored the shouting profanities and car chases on the tv and instead enjoyed being in each other’s space with a blanket and some cuddle time instead.

He rolls his eyes, shoving your phone back to you. “Your phone is too bright, light mode user.” He scoffs. His nose scrunches in disgust, rubbing his eyes like he had just been blinded.

“Awh, my baby, looking so handsome and fluffy!” You wave him off, ignoring his huffy attitude and go back to your phone. “Like a puppy…” You pout playfully. He looks at you looking at that photo, blushing.

Seungmin isn’t the type to take compliments. And not even take them in a way where people will give them to him and he bashfully accepts. He will not take them. When the boys are around he hates when they would call him every name under the sun when it comes to being cute. Ok, well it’s not necessarily that he doesn’t like when they give him compliments, but it's what they do that bothers him. They love to pinch his cheeks or snuggle against him to accentuate the compliment. Most of the boys are pretty handsy with the others. They were like that a lot after they debuted but now he’s used to their antics. They also respect his space enough not to properly upset him. He’s better about accepting compliments since he’s met you. In fact, he’s grown very fond of them.

So much so that when you call him cute, he’s turned on. Seungmin loves it when you talk about him in good spirits. It boosts his self-esteem…and it also sends a rush of blood to his cock. He loves being praised. You don’t even have to tell him good things in bed, being acknowledged and appreciated for even the most mundane tasks he starts to sport a half chub. He loves to put you in a good mood to praise him. And when you tell him how good of a boy he is when you feel taken care of…he loses it. He’ll do anything he can to hear sweet nothings from you.

As he hears you continue to boast about his hair on stage..his outfit..how the lights hit him just right..he can’t help but to calm himself down. His cock is starting to ache. Thankfully the blanket covering both of you hides his tent. He doesn’t want to embarass himself by asking you to stop, but you’re not making it easy to get rid of the pit in his stomach.

He gently grabs your wrist. “Wha—” you ask. You stop and look up at him. In the dark, it’s hard to tell when Seungmin is blushing. Though, with the constant orange flashes of color or the day-time speed chases on the tv constantly on the screen, it’s so easy to tell this man is practically red in the face. He looks down at you, silently pleading for you to stop talking about him. Oh, you realize. You lift up the blanket to confirm your realization. “Let mommy take care of puppy, ok? Go to our room, I’ll meet you there.” You whisper. You caress his shoulder. “Agh!!” Seungmin gets up, and runs out of the room.

“Is everything ok over there?” Bangchan asks. The boys stop what they’re doing to look at you and a ‘hurt’ seungmin quickly leaves the room. “Yep! I just dropped my phone on his..you know—”

Changbin and Hyunjin burst out laughing. “That’s gotta hurt—” Jeongin snickers.

“Those iPhones are heavy, are you still able to have kids at this point?—” Han asks. You ignore the amused boys and run after him.

“Babe, come back! I’m so sorry—” you yell, playing it up.

You enter the room, gently closing the door behind you. “You think they bought it?” Seungmin huffs. You look him up and down. He’s exhausted. So tired of keeping himself together. The sprint distracted him for a bit, but as soon as he sat on the bed, he remembered his aching member. Poor boy looks like he’s about to burst. You haven’t even touched him and he looks fucked out of his mind.

“Probably, I don’t really care at this point,” you lick your lips. Seungmin sits on the edge of the bed quietly whining with his eyes closed.

“The only thing on my mind is taking care of my puppy, isn’t that right baby?” You pull his pants down enough to free his cock from his elastic prison. He sighs in relief.

“Mmm—ah..yes baby” he whimpers, desperate for your touch.

“I want you to look at me baby..look at mommy love.” You take your pants off, throwing them far away from you. You pull at his pants, gesturing for him to take his off as well. He opens his eyes, looking you up and down. Seungmin can’t help but to whine once more.

“Baby please—”

“—ah ah. What did you mean to call me puppy?” You saunter to him, gliding your hands down to his hips. You tap his knees, requesting for them to be spread out. He obeys without question. “Mommy, I need you—I need—” you shush him by pressing your lips to his.

“You’ve been such a good boy listening to me tonight darling,” in between kisses, your tongue swirling and licking in his mouth, he can’t help but whine. He removes your undergarments, leaving the both of you half naked.

“My puppy..just relax, I’ve got you. All you have to do is be quiet for me.” You pump his cock slowly and he exhales. He’s been so flustered, and you’ve barely touched him. The tips of his ears are blushly-coated, as well as his cheeks. He looks down at your hands, biting his lips for a moment. “Can you do that for me, puppy?” You continue to ease up and down your hands on his dick, often swirling your thumb around the tip.

“Yes mommy, I-I can be quiet,” he responds, panting. You spread his cum all over his cock, preparing yourself. You feel some of your wetness seeping out of you, not far behind him in the arousal department. He notices this, and brings his hand closer to you, gripping the sheets needily. He whimpers quietly, his voice switching between a murmur and pleasure.

When he gets high off your touches, he tends to go quiet when it comes to asking for more. He likes to be good for you. And you love how obedient he is. So well trained. But with that, it means no touching unless you tell him. “Did you want something, puppy? I need you to tell me.” You remove one of your hands from his cock, still pumping him generously.

“Ah..puppy wants to touch mommy. P-puppy wants to finger you…so so bad. Can I please touch you mommy? Please..p-please..” He whines.

“Such a good boy...begging so sweetly for me. Give me one of your hands baby.” He offers a hand to you. You bring it to your mouth as Seungmin watches carefully. You kiss two of his fingers—index and middle—right before sucking on them gently. You moan to yourself, his slender fingers swirling around your tongue. The moment he feels your sweet sounds reverberate against his fingers, his dick twitches and oozes more cum. Once his fingers are coated enough, you guide them down to your cunt.

“Go on pup, touch mommy,” you encourage. He eases his two fingers into you, gushing sounds filling the room. It’s now you who feels all red and flustered. “So wet mommy..” he pumps into you. You hum in agreement. He twists and curls his fingers occasionally, hitting you in the right spot.

“F-fuck..mommy feels so good puppy. You know just where to go baby..” you whisper to him, leaning into your pleasure. For a moment, you let go of his cock.

“Just like that baby, right t-there..” you shiver.

Once he gets to pleasuring you, you can sometimes have difficulty keeping your composure. With this, he can often get away with little stints. And it’s not because of his obedient nature. In fact, it's quite the opposite.

Seungmin loves to treat you as much as you treat him. You guys will either split the bill for dates or alternate between who gets to pay for the next date. When one gets sick, the other will refuse to leave their side until they feel better (though Seungmin avoids touching you like the plague when you’re sick, and yet still manages to get sick anyways).

The difference between you and him is that he loves to be a tease to you when he can. Every opportunity to mess with you in a loving way, he takes it. Every time, you respond well to it. You can get really riled up around him. Not that it’s a bad thing, but it makes it easy for him to get into your head and push some buttons. He loves to do it in bed the most, when you’re already so vulnerable. It’s more warranted when you’ve started the teasing game. He refuses to stop until he’s pushed a button..or two. He will always be the last one standing. This time isn’t any different. Seungmin saw an open window and took it. Or rather, entered it. He kisses your neck gingerly, peppering your skin with his lips.

Small pecks turn into nips. Nips turn into bites. You can’t help but let him take a hold of you. His breath and tantalizing lips spread fire against your skin. His teeth sink into your sensitive spots, leaving a blazing trail of love bruises and bite marks. You’ve got your head in the clouds. Your head starts to feel fuzzy and your tummy is swirling. The power balance shifts. You find yourself slipping into your subby headspace. You begin to mewl and grab at him eagerly. The moment you let go of him, he took control of you.

“M-Minnie..” he’s got you right where he wants you. Like puddy in his hands. Wait, when did he..? You think.

“Baby giiiirl~…who’s my dumb baby?”

He smirks, whispering in your ear. “That’s all it takes, baby? I only have two fingers in and you’re wrecked..” he tuts. You find yourself lost for words. You can’t even think to speak, all that’s in your head is how well he’s fingering you. You feel a third finger entering you, filling you up so well. Coming to some of your senses, you whine.

“N-no fair…Mommy was meant to take c-care of you—” He kisses you hungrily. He knows you gave in so quickly and so well. What a good girl, he thinks. He moves a hand to the back of your head and flips you over effortlessly, sliding his hand up to your wrists—now pinned—as you are in his place.

“My little cutie has nothing to worry about. Now tell me princess,” his thumb rubs your clit.

“Who’s the puppy now?” You pant. Fuck. He got me. “C’mon baby…tell me who it is~” he mocks, sounding like an owner encouraging their pet to do a trick for a treat. In this case, him eating you out would be the treat. Leaning down, he hovers his mouth over your cunt.

“Mhh—me! I’m your dumb baby Minnie…” your eyes begin to droop. He snickers at the fact you said it so quickly.

“Good girl! Now spread your legs so I can fuck your adorable cunt.”

You spread your legs out as Seungmin removes his hand from your swollen entrance. In quick fashion, that same hand takes his cock and lines it up with your sex. He eases into you, so tenderly. He groans quietly as he finally gets to fill you up. He takes himself out of you with some restraint and repeats this for a few moments until you start to clench around him. You pant, feeling so good as he speeds up his thrusts. You don’t realize it, but your tongue rolls out.

“My dumb puppy, you’re so cute when you stop thinking. Just like a dog. My stupid baby can’t help herself..and it's so cute. Right? Aren’t you being so cute right now?” He sneers. He pounds into you, high on your sopping pussy.

“So good Min…feels good!” You could barely hear him, too enraptured by his dick to even feel embarrassed. His tip repeatedly kisses your cervix. At some point, he brings a hand up to your lower stomach and applies some pressure. Not long after, you begin to twitch. You’re almost there and he knows it.

“Gonna cum for me puppy? Does my princess want to cum on my cock?”

“M-mhm..yes! Need to cum..” He nips at your ears, pushing you to the edge.

“Cum for Minnie baby, I’m right behind you..fuck baby, you feel so good..” he whispers in your ear. White invades your vision. Your thighs and hips shake as you release. You moan ever so sweetly in his ear. If that wasn’t enough, your babbling does it for him.

“Your cock—fuck! It always sends me o-over. On me Minnie, please please..you fuck me so good!” He cums all over your stomach, moaning with you. You both pant, coming down from your high. He rolls over, lying down on the bed beside you.

“How’s my cutie doing?” You put a hand on his face.

“Shush, you little menace.” he giggles.

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MY WIFE

Chapter three

As we exited our house my mother locked the door to our house and I waited for her as I looked around the forest we live in.

We lived somewhere around the forest. I haven't been able to know the exact location due to her using a teleportation scroll to go from places to places.

“Thara let’s go”

I hear her walk up to me from behind, I turn around and grab her hand as she holds the scroll in the other, she rips the scroll in half and before I know it we are standing by the entrance of the town we usually go to.

We walk toward the entrance and as always there’s a guard standing.

“Good afternoon miss Flair”

“Good afternoon to you too sir”

“Here for your monthly shopping I presume?” “Yes we are”

The guard nodded his head and signaled to the other guards to open the gate, my mother nodded her head and thanked them.

When we entered, my mother and I decided to walk around for a bit to see if there is anything new around the town. So far nothing has changed, it's still the same as before.

The merchant selling their things and the business owner standing outside their shop encouraging people to take a look around their shop.

I hold onto my mother's skirt tightly so that we won't be separated in the busy street. I look around to see if there is any fruit we can buy since we’re almost out of it.

I spot a fruit vendor and tug on my mother 's skirt to get her attention.

"Mother look" I pointed at the vendor, we made our way across the street until I heard the sound of galloping.

I looked to my left and saw a carriage. It was designed beautifully but what catches my attention is the symbol.

A golden turtle.

From what I remember this place is the territory of the Henituse family. A wealthy family from what my mother told me.

Out of curiosity I let go of my mother's skirt and followed the carriage. It went straight ahead to the mansion, stopping at the side of the street across the mansion. I saw an old man approach the carriage and open the door.

First to come out is a man with brown hair, he must be the head of their family, and after is a woman, I couldn't see the side of her face due to her red hair blocking it. Soon after is a child with the same color of hair as the woman.

Wanting to know more about the family of this territory she watches as they talk and smile to each other when all of the sudden I heard my mother call out to me. Looking back I saw her worried face and ran toward her. As I reach her she carries in her arms.

“Where have you been?! I was just buying some fruit and you immediate vanish”

“Sorry my mother something just catches my attention so I went to see it”

She signed and hug me “Never do that again”

“Yes mother”

As she turned around to walk back to the market with me in her arms, I failed to notice a red hair kid looking at me.

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4 years later

It has been 8 years since I was sent to this world still waiting for the sign of me being tested to become a shadow monarch and a sign of my husband transmigrating into this world.

I’ve grown a little taller compared to before and the surroundings around me started to change. No, I'm not just talking about the physical surroundings, I’m talking about the energy. It's starting to get cold for me even though it's summer. I asked my mother if she felt cold but she said it felt hot. So I disregard it for sometime, but things change when my mother hugs me and she suddenly pulls away asking why am I cold.

She wrapped me in a blanket that day to help bring my temperature down but I told her to ignore it since I’m not feeling anything wrong. It took me a while to convince her that I’m fine but she did stop in the end.

After that day I started thinking that the test to become a shadow monarch is slowly coming. It's just a matter of time when, after all, to be the ruler of the dead you will have to be one yourself.

Since when you're dying, your body temperature drops, and your skin may feel cold to the touch.

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hi guys so... my phone died and.... everything I've written for "My wife" is now gone so I might disappear for a while trying to rewrite/remember everything....byeee PREVIOUS CHAPTER - NEXT CHAPTER(HAITUS)

#cale henituse x reader #cale henituse #trash of the count's family #tcf

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Raven- (x.t)

Pairing: xavier thorpe x fem!reader

Request: can I request Xavier Thorpe helping reader dye her hair purple?

Warning: suggestive. no smut tho. cursing. (Please let me know if I should be aware of anything else)

A.N: hi fangirlies!🧚🏼‍♀️ Here’s a small one shot based on a request I got. Thought it was cute and wouldn’t take too much time. Also.. I’ve never box dyed my hair so I might have had to search up detailed steps to it lol

also can we all stop lying and admit she was everyone’s girl crush at one point?

“You're going to look so sexy, pumpkin" Xavier exclaims with excitement. "Raven was my childhood crush; I’m getting hard just thinking about you with purple hair."

“You had a crush on a cartoon character? You’re such a freak” you teased your boyfriend.

A new year meant a new you. What better way to update your appearance than to dye your hair? Your boyfriend's eyes lit up the moment you mentioned that you were considering dying it. “Purple, Purple, Purple!” Xavier shouted relentlessly. Even though you hadn't considered such a dramatic transformation, his 20 minute argument of why you should dye your hair purple had convinced you. Purple was a fun color, and you reasoned that it wouldn't clash terribly with your skin tone. So, he accompanied you to the store and you bought a box of purple dye. Now here you were, in your dorm room waiting for xavier to help you apply the dye to your hair. His one and only wish was to be present for the entire thing. You debated it for a while, picturing him squealing like a little girl the whole way through and taking forever to finish. Ultimately, you only caved because you reasoned that being the talented artist that he is would make him the best assistant.

You sat in your desk chair swinging side to side as you waited, he wouldn’t shut up about how this was actually happening.

"Hurry up and get started before I change my mind." He promptly tore open the box, pulled out the contents, and arranged them neatly on your desk. He carefully brushed your hair, removing any knots, with a hairbrush in hand. He always treated you so delicately. Not including those times you begged him to use you as his own personal toy in bed, of course. The latex gloves that were included in the box had been slipped on by Xavier, who secured the second one like a surgeon would before performing surgery.

“Let’s fucking do this!” He shouted enthusiastically.

He began by dividing your hair into small sections. Then, he dipped a small brush into the mixture and applied the mixture from roots to tips. Every time you'd try to start a conversation, you'd get sushed, then get a snappy "I can't focus with you talking to me" or "Shut up, I'm working" in response. He was taking this entirely too serious and that made you laugh. His eyebrows were furrowed, and his tongue was sticking out from the corner of his mouth. He could seriously do anything and the butterflies in your stomach would still flutter. I’m so madly in love with this idiot, you thought.

He completed your head and then started the timer for the indicated time the directions stated. He loved to take charge in anything he was working on, so you enjoyed that you could relax and not worry about the whole process. Aimlessly scrolling through your socials.

“Ok now what?” You asked, swinging your desk chair to face him as he slipped off the gloves.

“Now we wait”

After 30 minutes, the timer rang throughout your dorm, and Xavier jolted out of bed at the sound of it.

"Let’s take a shower," he instructed as he yanked you across the room and followed you into the bathroom.

"Nuh-uh, wait outside," you spoke as you gently pushed him out of the bathroom. He pouted at you, knowing you never refused his puppy eyes. But you shook your head before closing the bathroom door.

You spent an hour rinsing the hair dye, washing and blow drying your hair, styling it to impress your boyfriend. You took one last look in the mirror and knew exactly how Xavier would react. You couldn't deny that he did an amazing job. Your hair was a consistent shade of lavender and it complimented your eyes well. You could only imagine what Xavier would say as you smiled at your reflection in the mirror.

“Baby?” You called out. Wondering if he was awake after spending an eternity in the bathroom.

“Fucking finally! Bring your pretty ass out here, now”

"I don't think you're ready."

"For the love of God, y/n. Now is not the time to tease... get out here," you could hear the desperation in his voice.

"Alright alright, but close your eyes. . . Are they closed?"

"Yes they are, come out."

You carefully opened the door and peered into your room to see if he was truly closing his eyes. He was sitting on the edge of your bed, his hands over his eyes like a child. He’s such a good boy, you thought to yourself. You knew he’d follow your directions, he always did as you asked like a love sick puppy. You told him to open his eyes while stopping directly in front of his legs. His face was filled with shock and amusement.

“What do ya think?” You ask as you twirled, striking a pose as you faced him again.

"I- wow, I truly didn't believe you could get any hotter" adoration in his eyes. His face lit up with great pleasure as he gazed at your lilac-colored hair.

"Ya know- if the whole artist thing doesn't work out for you, a hair artist could be your calling," you joked as he reached for your waist and guided you to sit on his lap.

"Pumpkin..I warned you of what this purple hair would do to me," he pressed his lips against the crook of your neck, littering the space with wet kisses.

You let out a soft moan as you moved your gaze down to his lap and saw just how much he appreciated you in purple hair.

The name raven was added to the long list of nicknames he had for you, and you had to admit, it had to be your new favorite.

if you sent in a request, I see you! waiting to get home to start working on them. writing from your phone is hard work.

For the bestie that sent in this request— I hope it was more or less what you had in mind! Wasn’t sure if you wanted fluff or smut so I kinda added a little of both. thank you for requesting 🤍🦋🪴🧚🏼‍♀️

As always— requests are always open! Share your thoughts! Talk to me! Get something off your mind! ✨

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