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jenchann · 3 months

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Angel Baby

(Just a little self indulging soft, fluffy, big boy Husband Simon "Ghost" Riley)

You barely noticed a figure entering the bedroom, your husband’s soft thumping of feet approaching you as you sit with your top unbuttoned focused on a small cocoon nested in your arms. Simon sees you breast feeding your child, looking so angelic and soft as light poured from the windows and into the room, your breath matching with the baby’s. He forgets time as he just takes you in, taking in every single detail of this moment thinking what did a bastard like him do to deserve you, his Angel and the beautiful child you blessed him with.

The little champ was gulping his meal of the day so furiously, tiny fists in the air, fingers moving in sync with each little gulp. You finally looked up to see your husband all silent having this look of adoration, looking at you like this was the moment he was waiting for all his life. He would say he is indeed blessed with a marvellous sight , one he never in a million years he thought would be possible.

“My Lu’ve” his thick accent rolled past his lips as your eyes met, your lips tugging into a exhausted but contented smile.

He comes over to caress the baby’s cheeks with an adoring look glazing all over it's form, finally settling on the expressions the small human did, looking up in awe at his dada, eyes exact shade as his.

“This little attention seeker…” you could see Simon’s eyes soften and his fingers stalling as he leaned in to kiss on the baby's forehead. He was a big man and very strong. So strong that he himself at times didn't even know his to control his own strength and ended up causing accidents, for which he would have this big puppy eyes after along with the sulking, as he gets sad he couldn't control himself. There was definitely something you felt seeing your big husband trying his best to be soft and gentle, especially now of all times.

“Keeps stealing you away from me…and my meals” Simon said as his eyes set on your beautiful full breasts playfully before he kissed your forehead.

You laugh at him turning your head towards him as he sat beside you.

“Just like his dad.. Can't tolerate not having my attention I guess Mister Riley” you lean on his side as his large hand wrapped around your shoulders, steading you against his huge frame.

But your son soon bit you making you hiss lowly in pain, a new habit he has been starting to have from the last few days and it was hurting your sensitive flesh. Simon staggered forward with concern, eyebrows scrunched at your displeasure.

“We really should get that milk pump we saw last time…Or atleast a nip cover Mama” Simon’s pinky finger evaded the babies lips as his son clutched dada’s finger in his tiny hands thinking it was food.

“Oh he's teething good Mama” Simon's face lit up as he looked at you and planted a kiss on your lips, clutching your neck. The sound of your pecks echoed together with your son’s excited sounds seeing his parents together filled with nothing but love. The few quiet moments passed, of you feeding your son, leaning against your husband's chest. You could feel your fatigue melting away by relaxation just by your husband's supportive presence beside you.

“Imma wash the dishes real quick a'right?” He gave a quick peck on your cheek as you laid down on the bed beside the wrapped human burrito, your hands protective around the form.

"Maybe i could help you with second round on the other side, after?” His eyes rested on your chest, his eyes playfully glistening as he looked up at your beautiful face.

“Then the laundry better be finished too mister!”

“A’ye, Mrs.Riley!” he gave a two finger salute with a Cheshire grin before he happily left the room.

It had you thinking if you had just given your husband a vigor filled motivational reason to do stuff around the house faster!

(P.S Please reblog the post cause it helps me reach a lot of people which in turn motivates me to write more! thankyou!)

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wekiamo · 1 year

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fell harder pt 2

skeet ulrich x fem!reader

a/n: here goes part 2! this is a lil longer than my fics usually are, i hope thats not a problem! have fun reading 🤍 BTW SKEET IN THIS GIF BYEE that man is something else

pt. 3 & masterlist

warnings: swearing, fluff

you didn’t get to sleep a lot at night. maybe it’s the anxiety you’re feeling, knowing that today you were going to meet almost everyone you were going to see very often from now on. it’s not a big deal for you, the only big deal is that in “everyone”, skeet ulrich is included.

you fear you’re gonna get nervous and say something weird, act weird making him dislike you. if that was anyone else, it would be okay. but imagine skeet ulrich disliking you? that’s what you think for almost 5 minutes after getting up from bed, while looking at yourself in the mirror.

you figure out you have to convince yourself that he’s a normal person just like you, and that there’s nothing to be scared about.

“yeah, it’s not a big deal. so what if he doesn’t like me?” you tell youself, before opening your fridge and grabbing an apple. you continue talking “i shouldn’t care about what he thinks of me. he’s a human like anyone else, so i’m gonna act like i always do. that’s it!” you sound more convinced than you thought you would be, and that makes a smile grow in your face.

you jump happily around the house, until you get to the couch and throw yourself on it. you turn on the TV and you start watching some kids show, too busy biting your apple to change the channel.

it’s silly, but you find yourself not wanting to change it, so you just keep watching it until you’re done with your apple. you turn off the TV, and start feeling sleepy.

you close your eyes slowly, and then you fall asleep.

—

“damn, that was the best nap i’ve took in such a long time” you say, before checking what time is it.

it’s 4 pm. you remember you didn’t ask dave what time you’re supposed to show up to dinner, then you make your way to your room to get your phone.

“Hey Y/n, meet us at 7. I can pick you up if you want to” 2:20 pm

“smart guy” you think “it’d be cool if he picked me up. meeting someone for the first time in their car would be a… would be definitely a new experience”

“hey, sorry for taking too long, i took a nap” 4:07 pm

“but yes! imma send you my address rq hold on” 4:07 pm

you send him your adress.

you’re hungry.

it’s time for Topanga’s Burgers - your favorite place in the world. well, not really but thats what you call it. actually, it’s just your favorite place to eat burgers. its really near your house and that makes you love it even more. you have befriended literally all the workers there. you love the fact they’re all kind and they really like what they’re doing, you really appreciate it. it makes you remember of how amazing would it be if you had a job you’d love doing. and your last job was definitely not something you loved doing, in fact, it was the complete opposite. you quit it not too long ago and you were living with your savings and your mom’s salary. she lives with you, but she’s on vacation now. anyways, Topanga’s Burgers definitely gives you motivation to keep working hard to get where you want.

you take a bath, put on some clothes you like, do your personal hygiene, and you leave your house.

“y/n!!” a worker greets you with a big smile on her face, leaving the cashier area to come and give you a hug.

“keisha! hey, how have you been?” you hug her back tightly, happy to see her again.

keisha is a 40 years old cheerful and awesome woman. she’s probably one of the most fun friends you have. she also gives you amazing advice about literally anything you ask her about. she’s the best

“i’ve been worried about you. it’s been 3 days you’re not even coming to greet us anymore!” she says, with a genuine look of worry in her eyes. that statement of hers make it pretty obvious you come here a lot.

“yes, and i’m sorry! but i got some pretty good news”

“save it just for a minute” she says, and turns around to call the rest of the workers to hear the news you have “guys, come here! y/n’s back with good news”

everyone in the burger shop starts looking, but you don’t really care. it doesn’t embarrass you anymore.

you greet everyone coming your way as they make a circle and adjust to it, to hear the news.

“come closer” you say, and they do.

“you know when i auditioned for scream 7, right? so… i did it”

“YOU GOT THE ROLE?” keisha screamed, as some other workers gasp.

“I DID” you reply with a big smile and a happy nod, as they start jumping and screaming in excitement as you do too.

“you’re not so useless, are you?” tom joked, and everyone laughed including you.

“but seriously now, who’s going to be working with you?” tom asked in a curious tone

“there’s someone special. really special”

“hurry and give us a hint” said angelica, a funny old woman who works as a cleaning lady.

“okay, okay, you’ll have to get it right. it’s this really hot middle-aged man who you all know i always had a crush on”

“no way. skeet ulrich? he’s going to be in scream 7 too?”

“yes ma’am!”

“guys, didn’t scream end in the third movie?” linda asked.

“shut up linda, let her speak” the old woman shushed her daughter, making everyone let out a laugh

“and i’m going to meet him. today”

“wait the shootings are already starting?” tom asked you.

“no, it’s just that the cast is going to have dinner together today. and i’m going to meet SKEET ULRICH”

“tell us more. where’s it gonna be?”

“i’ll tell you all after you take my order, ‘cause im like really hungry… please?”

keisha comes running to the cashier area, to get your order. there’s another man there too in all black with a black cap too, kind of covering his face - he's probably waiting for a while now since the workers were all in a circle screaming and jumping few seconds ago.

you watch keisha greet the guy and take his order, walking to the cashier area to stand right beside him.

as she’s there taking notes of his order, he looks at you and pushes his cap up, while you turn your head to see him. you’re now able to see his face.

“oh my fucking god” you think.

“hi, i’m skeet. what a funny coincidence! we’re filming scream 7 together, right?” he greets you with a handshake and a grin, as you turn your body to him and not just your head

keisha gasps. she starts laughing at your face as she goes to prepare his order.

there’s no fucking way. skeet ulrich is right in front of you and 100% heard you saying he’s hot and you have a crush on him. your cheeks turn red.

“hello” you say stuttering a bit “i’m y/n y/l/n, it’s nice to meet you” your hands still in his. his touch is warm and you find yourself not wanting to drop it. but you did, before it makes the situation awkward.

it’s not like you love him. it’s just that you’ve had a crush on him for the last 15 years. not a big deal… right?

you remember your own words.

i shouldn’t care about what he thinks of me. he’s a human like anyone else, so i’m gonna act like i always do.

“that’s it” you finish your sentence once again, but this time not out loud.

“so…” he starts

“here’s your order, sir. sorry for the wait, again”

“it’s okay, don’t worry about it. i was called hot, you know”

he really heard you. “shit”, you think to yourself

keisha laughs. you eye her, looking done and she covers her mouth to stop laughing.

“i’ll wait for you”

“nice. he wants to sit with me. how awkward is that going to be?�� you think, but you stop quickly “no. it’s not going to be awkward. once again, he’s just a normal guy who’s talking to me! nothing more than that”

“like always, please”

keisha nods, still with a smile in her face stopping herself from laughing again. she goes to the kitchen and start preparing your order.

“listen, i’m sorry. can you pretend you didn’t hear me? please?”

“right ma’am. you didn’t lie, though. i am indeed hot”

“hey!” you reply, chuckling.

“sorry, sorry. but you laughed”

you start talking to him, waiting for keisha to come with your order. she’s usually really fast with your order, but today it’s taking a little too long.

she’s definitely doing it on purpose for you to keep talking to him.

you’re really enjoying it, though. he’s a nice guy and you’re a nice girl, a perfect match. you seem to get along really well. you notice something quickly - his moves are gentle and not too fast. you’re the complete opposite, but you love it when people move calmly like this, it comforts you, you have no idea why.

keisha gives you your order as you thank her and gives her a smile.

“let’s go ma’am” he smirks at you, guiding you to a table.

“you come here often?” he asks, obviously making fun of you

“take a guess” you say and you both giggle.

“is it going to be your first time?” he asks

“hm?”

“playing a part in a movie”

oh.

“ah yes. i’ve never been part of a movie before. i’m really nervous about it to be honest. i’m not sure if i’ll be able to do my best”

“don’t worry, it’s not rocket science. all you’re going to do is pretend to be someone for a while”

“are you sure that’s all?”

“well, i told myself that exact same thing for every role i played and it went great”

“i’m talking to billy loomis right now, so i guess i’ll have to trust you.”

“yes, i’m a middle aged hot man, you should trust me”

you both laugh and he starts again “jokes aside, i’ll always be on set. if you need some advice, just call me and i’ll help you, ok?“

“thank you skeet. i really appreciate it”

you kept talking to him until you were both done eating.

somehow, this guy makes you feel comfortable around him. maybe it’s just your daddy issues, but you doubt it. this man has something in him that feels just right.

“we gotta go now. we have dinner with the cast, remember?”

“am i gonna have to see you again?” you joke as you get up and he does too, and he gasps ironically

“the middle-aged man here did not like it!”

“oh stop it” you say walking beside him to the exit and he chuckles softly.

“you want a ride home, kid?” skeet asks you, as he turns to you.

“no thanks, i live near here. you can go”

“okay then, see you later tonight!” he waves tilting his head and smiling softly as he enters his car. you wave back.

“wait”

“yes?”

“do you want me to pick you up for dinner?”

oh god. you wanted to say yes, but what about dave? wouldn’t he be upset?

“i’m sorry skeet, dave’s already going to pick me up” you say, with sort of a sad tone, trying not to upset skeet.

“it’s alright. dave, huh?” he smirks at you

“do not.” you reply quickly, raising your eyebrowns and lowering your head

“okay, okay” he laughs “see ya!”

you smile in response.

in 3 seconds, you’re going to process everything that just happened.

“no way” you say out loud.

someone touched your shoulders behind you, making you jump with the unexpected touch, relaxing right after you see it’s angelica

“little girl you better tell me everything” she said with her hands still on your shoulders.

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dylansslutt · 1 year

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baby, im yours / j.b

“i promise it’ll feel real good.”

“breathe, baby breathe.”

“can we pretend?”

this was a request by @fred0ublack , i never rlly wrote much for john b so this was fun. i had a different vibe i had to read into from him so i hope you enjoy

summary: tension

warnings: smut and injury

“where the hell have you been?” walking up the steps of john b’s chataeu, his eyes flicker to yours.

“oh ya’ know, the usual...” he mutters making you roll your eyes. “i’ve been calling you loser.”

walking behind him into the house, everyone else is busy so you ended up at your best friends. “my phone is dead, or lost i dont even know anymore.”

you lean down snatching a beer from the fridge before glancing back at him. “everyone else is busy today, soo let’s go get food and get shit faced!”

he sighs dropping onto the couch, making your face fall. “hey, what’s up?” you sit down beside him, his eyes glance over to you.

“just a lot on my mind right now.” he could barely keep his eyes on you, flickering else where. “if it’s about your dad... i beli-”

“no.. no- not about him, i just-” he stands up walking from me and to the fridge to grab himself a beer. “just something on my mind okay?”

the way his eyes were on you made you shift differently, you always thought john b was fine. yet the rule of no pogue on pogue macking so you let your mind be, but right now you were wishing to do something.

“okay well... since you don’t wanna talk about it.” you stand up now only a few feet from him, “we can do something instead of just sitting here?”

he nods, “sure, we can take the boat out?” you nod, both of you getting dressed into your suits. since this was reoccurring you always had a bathing suit here.

stepping out of the bathroom, a towel in one hand as you grab your bag with the other. “we have like 4 beers, do you wanna go to the store before?”

he calls from the kitchen as you come around, “yea i’ll go grab some real quick.”

after getting back with snacks and drinks, you see john b on the boat already. “here!” you hand over the bags as you climb aboard, him setting the stuff down before starting up the boat.

you both reach a good spot deciding to turn the boat off and chill, you took two beers out the bag. “alright let’s see who’s faster.”

he laughs shaking his head, “i swear your worse than jj!” you stick your tongue out at him. the beer slides down your throat only a small amount slips down your chin, running down onto your exposed chest.

he chugs the last few of his just as you pull your empty can away, his gaze follows the trail of the beer. “i won!” you sing song standing up happily, excited you finally beat him.

“only took you a million tries.” he stands up with you throwing his hat back onto the seat. turning his gaze back towards you with a cheeky smile.

“shush.” you jokingly told him before you look back at the water. “im gonna warm up some more before i get in.”

he shrugs towards you before running and flipping off the boat. reaching into your bag pulling another beer out, popping the top bringing it up to your lips. you plop back down in your seat enjoying the sun on your skin.

“you should really get in!” he calls out from the water making you sit up and look over the edge.

“i will in a minute, imma drink the rest of this first.” you wave your newly opened beer, him only rolling his eyes.

“ya’ throw me one?” you set the drink in the cup holder to grab another beer, moving back towards the water.

“you better catch this!” eyeing up the aim you toss it over, landing straight into his palm. “what you mean?” he cockily waves the beer making you throw your head back as a laugh leaves you.

you chug down the rest of your beer before tossing it into your bag. not gonna litter the beer, kie would actually kill you.

standing up on the side of the boat you smile down at john b, “there she is.” your hands rest on your hips a small giggle escapes you.

“okay... do i wanna do a backflip or a front flip?” he smirks weighing the option himself. he paddles back slightly before calling out his answer.

“a back flip.” you nod in agreement before turning around, but as you did your foot slips. everything moved quickly your head hit something and next second the water overwhelms you.

your head spins as your eyes tried to focus as you sink down, but your chest was on fire. everything started to blur and you felt yourself began to pass out...

your body hit the boat floor as john b hovers over you, hands moving frantically. “y/n/n... wake up, come on.”

you heard his voice, eyes flutter open softly before you start coughing up water. he holds onto moving your hair back. “breathe, baby breathe.”

you were only coughing softly now but everything that just happen was intense, your eyes flicker up to john b’s who was already staring at you. “shit, y/n/n your head.”

he reaches back snatching his shirt as you lift your hand to touch your forehead, hissing at the pain snatching your hand away. “it’s doesn’t need stitches just bleeding slightly.”

a groan leaves your lips, “why am i so fuckin’ clumsy?” john b laughs softly, “you just now notice this?”

you glare at him before he helps you up and onto the seat, “here let’s head back before you almost die again.” you laugh slightly before wincing. john b’s look of worry goes unnoticed for a moment, your gaze lands on him.

he turns away quickly before turning the boat on. the ride was short back the house, holding john b’s towel to your forehead so the cut could dry up. as you two pull up he docks the boat before helping you off it.

“here let me help you.” he says from behind you as you two walk through the door. he flicks the bathroom light on reaching into the cabinets pulling a few things out.

you hop up onto the counter in the kitchen as he walks towards you. setting the stuff down, you drop your hand from your head letting him get a better look.

“i’m gonna clean it... it might sting.” he mutters before pouring some alcohol onto a cotton ball. it stung like a bitch but you just let him clean it, knowing the ocean would infect it if untreated.

“you promise it’s not that bad?” your stare at him, faces inches apart you could lean forward and your lips would touch. his eyes flicker from your cut, to your lips then up to your eyes.

“it’s not that bad, i’m gonna put this on so it wont scar nasty.” putting something ontop covering the wound somewhat.

his free hand rest on your knee as he finishes, your stomach drops almost making you nervous. you couldn’t tell if he was hinting anything or it was just him being him.

you try not to read into anything as he pulls back, “thank you, for saving me pretty much.”

his hand never moves as his other hand settles on the counter beside you, “you had me worried there, i dont think i ever swam so fast.” his sincerity was deep gaze never leaving yours.

“i made you lose your beer.” you realize and he shakes his head.

“you’re worried about the beer?”

“not really.”

the two of you then sat in silence for a moment only staring at another. you felt yourself get hot from under his gaze, he licks his lips slightly before he squeezes his knee.

he opens his mouth just as you go to speak, “go ahead.” you mutter and he shakes his head.

“n-no you go ahead.”

“i was just gonna say can you get me some pain reliever?” his hand slips off your knee, making disappointment spread through you. he grabs an item beside you placing it on your lap, before grabbing a water bottle out the fridge.

“thank you, now what were you gonna say?”

he seems hesitant at first, you pour two pills on your hand. looking back up at him, thankful your head wasn’t hurting that bad.

“do you still have feelings for jj?” the question was so random that you stare at him crazy.

“that was like 8th grade john b, no.” you laugh and he nods, “oh okay.”

without thinking you reply back, “beside’s i like someone else.” you shut your mouth as he looks directly in your eyes.

“so you just keep secrets from your best friend now?” you go to push him jokingly but he caught your hand.

“actually you are mister! you never told me about your crush on cameron, i had to find out from jj.” you hop off the counter now standing shorter than him.

“th-that is not true.” his blush was now noticeable, not expecting to be caught.

“oh yea, totally.” the sarcasm drips from your lips as he sighs. “i thought she was cute but nothing else, plus she is dating topper.”

you held your hands up, “hey i’m not judging you.” going to walk off his hand grabs your arm softly, stopping your movements.

“y/n/n, can i ask you something?” he releases your arm after you nod. “who’s your crush?” you felt warm at the question.

“can we pretend like i said i didn’t have one?” hoping for it to be left alone he only reasks one more time.

“i don’t know? why are you questioning it so much. falling onto the couch relaxing onto the couch he only stands near it.

“now come on and lets watch a movie since imma dumbass that got hurt.” he lets the conversation be as he sits down beside you. his arm goes behind you as you click your profile since they dont have one.

clicking onto a random horror movie, you shift around laying back on the pillows. your legs rest over his lap, hands holding your calf comfortably. the movie begins and john b leans over switching off the lamp.

the sun setting through the windows was the only source of light as the movie began. after about 20 minutes, you move a little making his hand slide down onto your thigh.

it stays there unmoving, as you watch his eyes that only stares forward onto the tv. your head wasn’t hurting anymore thankfully so you just remain comfy against him.

the scene started to get sexual as the two characters began to get flirty, making him squeeze your thigh jokingly. laughing you glance up seeing his gaze already on you. in one move his hand cradles your cheek and captures his lips onto yours.

eyes fluttering shut motion was soft and sweet, your hands find its way into his hair. he is careful and gentle for you being hurt not so long ago.

he shifts more on top of you, holding himself up with one arm. his other slipping under your jaw, lightly around your throat. as you bite his lip softly his hand slips down cupping your breast.

moaning slightly into his mouth he kneads it softly before gripping your waist pulling you up into him. he pulls away panting lightly with a smile on his face.

a smile couldn’t help cross your face as you question him, “what?”

“is this okay?” you nod reassuring him as he kisses you once again, this time his hand starts tugging your shorts down. kicking the shorts around your ankles, he brushes along your covered slit.

a shaky breathe leaves you, as he kisses down your neck slowly. teasingly slipping your panties to the side, you felt your stomach go into knots. landing on the one spot you were craving a moan escapes your lips.

you lean forward sinking your teeth into his shoulder as he moans from the feeling. “stop teasing me.”

he chuckles in your ear before he slides two fingers down, coating them with your juices before slowly sliding inside you. your body shakes at the feeling, enjoying how he flickers them inside of you,

holding his shoulders as he continues, you began rocking your hips against his. “tell me what you want, baby.”

“your tongue a-and fingers.” you stutter out as he drops down kitty licking your clit. back arching as a moan escapes again.

“f-fuck...” you whine as he holds your thigh with one hand, the other curling inside of you. “oh god.”

trying to squeeze your thighs shut, he pulls back looking up through hooded eyes. “stay still baby, i promise it’ll feel real good.”

the words alone made you sink further in the couch. his tongue going faster as you push towards his lips a moaning mess under him. the bundle builds up in your stomach making your breath hitch.

“ooh fuc-fuck, im gon-” he never lets up, your thighs shaking around him as your toes began curling up. “imma gonna cum, im gonna cum.”

you try jerking away but he holds you still as you felt yourself release all over his face. him never letting up.

after a few more minutes of lapping all your juices, he pulls away licking his lips. “you taste good, baby.” he mutters leaning towards you capturing you in a kiss.

tasting yourself on him as he pulls away, leaving you still shaking under him. he shoves his pants down looking at you making sure your still okay. nodding he rubs his tip over your soaking folds.

shivering from the touch, he lines himself up entering you slowly. he leans down kissing your shoulder, trailing all the way up to your lips as you adjust. he begans moving as a slow deep pace before you beg him to go faster.

his hands pin yours above your head as he lifts your hips up slightly, your head reals at the new angle. slipping one hand out from his grasp you hold onto the pillow above your head.

“oh god...” feeling yourself being overstimulated as he continues the effortless pounding. your sensation starts to build again as you go to push his hips away, he grasp your wrist once more.

the most pornographic moan escapes you as you come undone around him, he rides out your wave before he gets sloppy pulling out and cumming onto your stomach.

heaving in and out as he gets up to grab a towel, you watch through hooded eyes him clean you up. pulling your pants up weakly he scoots you up some slipping back behind you, now cuddling you close.

calming down beside the slight tremble of your legs, his hands run through your hair softly. “you’re my crush.”

“i figured... but to tell you. you are mine.” he whispers in your ear before kissing your forehead as you snuggle closer.

#john b smut #john b routledge #john b imagine #john b fluff #outerbanks smut #outer banks imagine #Outer Banks #outer banks fic

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axailslink · 1 year

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Hi love! I hope you’re well, it’s starting to get cold outside and Im not sure if you’re experiencing that but if you are I hope you stay bundled up and safe. I just wanted to start this with saying that I love your writing! I was wondering if I could request a Shuri x Fem! Reader where they both just have a lazy day and spend it with each other, with lots of tooth rotting fluff. If not I completely understand. Thank you for reading!

Chaotic but lazy day

Riri Williams x poc FEM reader

Warning: smoking weed

A/n: It is also cold as shit where I am love and I am staying very warm you do the same also this ended up taking a turn and just ended up being a fic with chaotic Riri and the reader where they are being them

Summary: Finally it's the weekend Riri's done all of her work early and so have you so what does that mean? Chaotic but lazy weeknd with your girlfriend.

You and Riri have been working up to this weekend where you can do absolutely nothing you encouraged each other to finish any work you hadn't already done so that this weekend could only be about you two. When you got to her place she opened the door and you picked her up happily before kissing her "damn I couldn't be a real thug if I wanted to" you laugh as you put her down "girl you are 5'1 thug my ass baby thug maybe" she laughs and hugs you "aight enough of that" she grabs your chin and kisses you while closing the door. She repeatedly pecks your lips teasingly they're lazy kisses but also well needed ones you smile at her when she completely pulls away. "So what are our plans today baby?" You ask as hands keep her close to you as they grip her waist she just smiles "a trip to Walmart for everything we need to be completely fucking lazy until Sunday." You smile and peck her lips gently before you push past her and grab her hoodie off of her bed. "No I want to wear that one" you look her up and down "find another one I like this one" Riri already knows she's not getting that hoodie back none of her hoodies are actually her size so they fit you well. You smell the hoodie "where the perfume? I don't smell that bath and body work perfume" she laughs and hands you her perfume "that's because it's new" you spray yourself in her perfume and breathe in deeply "you smell so good I hope you know that" Riri smiles as she grabs her wallet "you say that every time you come over trust and believe me I know by now."

Riri glances at the box in the corner of the room I forgot to mention our matching playboy bunny pajamas came. You glance at the box "for real?" You open up the box and look back at her "you got the jump suit I got the shorts" you smile "I want to put it on now Riri glances you up and down and shakes her head "absolutely not you not going to Walmart with me with ya ass cheeks out" you look her up and down "I'll wear sweats over it but to speak if I did want to it without them I still would...what you gone do bite my ankles?" Riri glances you up and down "miss thing you best believe imma bite the hell out your ankles if you test me tonight." You laugh as Riri playfully nips at your neck causing you to laugh and peck her lips.

You both rip and run through the Walmart hitting each other with shopping baskets and in between collecting the stuff you need like junk food, a few sodas, and water. When you both get to self-checkout Riri runs off you continue scanning your items maybe she's going to get something last minute you're used to doing that. When she gets back she holds a can of silly spray "Riri I just got my hair done so please test how well God loves you tonight. Put. It Back." she only smiles as she scans it "I need a reason to get you in the tub with me tonight sounds like a perfect reason to me." She also scans a few movies she got from the big box and you swipe your card sighing "I will fuck you up if that gets in my hair" Riri only kisses your cheek as she smiles and you can't help but smile too.

When you both get back to her dorm you put the drinks in her mini fridge and make yourself some popcorn "babe put on a horror movie I need a reason to cuddle you." she smiles as she opens her laptop and slips the movie into the disc on the side she props the laptop on her bed and grabs her can of silly spray seeing that you're busy watching your popcorn. She ducks and sprays you you immediately feel the cold all over your back and neck causing you to toss the popcorn box at her she of course blocks her face. you kick her in her leg and yell curses "I fucking told you not to spray me with that shit you always playing Riri" she laughs at your mad expression "awn you mad?" you glare at her as you straddle her lap and snatch the spray can from her you make sure to spray her in her face and on her skin she only laughs and grabs your hands she leans up and kisses you smearing the silly spray on your face "eww Riri" you push her back and back up gently wiping it off your face. "I'm gone beat your ass you always playing and sh- what's that smell? you made me burn my fucking popcorn" you open the microwave and immediately start laughing as the smoke puffs into the air Riri closes the microwave and shrugs "fuck the popcorn come get clean with me" she grabs your waist and you just laugh as her face is still covered in silly string.

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Riri rubs your back as you lay on her chest and take a drag from your blunt "it still smells like burnt popcorn" you say laughing she smiles "I should have sprayed you in your fucking eye..." she hums "you mad violent today.

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you and Riri cuddle in your little pajamas Riri laying on top of you as you try not to listen to the thoughts that keep replaying in your head grab her ass grab her ass you eventually give in just full on cupping her ass in your hands' nails gently digging into her revealed skin. She sits up and looks at you "you were contemplating doing that shit weren't you?" you laugh as you continue to gently squeeze and bite your bottom lip she grabs your face causing you to panic but she only kisses you. you let your hands slip up her thighs "can we get through the movie before you just start groping me?" you think about it but shake your head "absolutely not" she gets in front of you and lays on her side as you slip your hand in her pants and just let it stay there unmoving. "What are you doing?" you kiss her neck and smile "I'm just waiting for the movie to end." She smiles because you think you're slick but she already knows this movie is about to be very well forgotten.

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confusedhomicidalrage · 26 days

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Another headcanon idea:3

Lawrence or fipsy get sick and the kids and the other have to take care of them

Uhn...Imma write both scenarios

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Fips

With a cough, Fips shoved his face into Abel's hair. Somehow, he got sick. Fips didn't know how, or why, but he hated it. Abel barked quietly and hugged Fips, wanting to comfort him, although he was still frustrated as hell. Lawrence was attempting to make chicken soup, with Malachai and Josiah's help. Isaac was acting like Fips was about to die, hugging him tightly and crying his eyes out. Fips sighed and hugged Isaac and Abel, making then both cling onto him. "Don't dieeeeee" ,Isaac whined, to which Fips replied: "I'm not gonna die..." Joshua and Eli came downstairs, carrying some cooling pads, Because Fips felt like he was in a volcano. He grabbed the cooling pads with an annoyed "thank you..." and put them on his forehead.

Micah was trying to figure out how to comfort his sick Father, while Joseph was preparing some cold wet towels. Job and Sarah were keeping their distance, not wanting to get sick, but also were close to Fips to keep him company. Lawrence soon came out of the kitchen with a bowl of chicken soup and a spoon, with Malachai behind her. Fips took the soup with a small smile and chuckled. "Thanks Schnucki..." "You're welcome Pookie, but how did you even get sick?" ,Lawrence asked in a caring tone as they watched Fips eat the soup, while Josiah was now sitting next to Isaac, who was still clinging onto Fips like a lifeline. Mordecai, who heard what was happening, sneaked up on Fips and started playing with his hair to soothe him.

Fips sighed, coughing a bit more before murmuring: "I was out in the woods and stayed a bit too long, and it started raining, and I fell asleep in it..." Lawrence chuckled, while Malachai facepalmed. "You shouldn't do that..." ,Sarah noted with a worried expression, as Job agreed with a nod. Fips chuckled and said: "I know..." "Are you gonna get well soon?" "I HOPE SO!!" ,Isaac whined loudly, as Fips laughed. Lawrence chuckled and patted Isaac's hair, And saying: "Fipsy will be fine" "yeah! He'll be well soon" ,Job reassured Isaac, as Fips chuckled weakly, coughing a bit more.

Lawrence

"Malachai, stop crying, please..." ,Lawrence begged as Malachai held them tightly, not wanting to let go. The ginger was sniffling, tears rolling down his cheeks as he gripped onto Lawrence like his mother was about to disappear. Malachai was so worried about Lawrence, who got sick after Having to play with Abel in the snow. Normally Fips did this, but he had been busy with writing and learning scripts. Abel was whimpering while sitting at Fips' side, while the latter was making soup for Lawrence. Micah was sitting by Lawrence's side to comfort them, as being sick wasn't a pleasant thing. "Are you okay, mom?" ,Joshua asked as he and Eli entered the room, making Lawrence look at them with a small smile. "Yeah-" ,before they could finish their sentence, she started coughing again.

Josiah came in rather quickly with some herb tea, giving it to Lawrence, who happily thanked him. Job, Joseph and Sarah were keeping their distance, but were close by, with Sarah holding Lawrence's hand gently. After a few minutes, Fips also came in with a bowl of soup, which Malachai snatched and then proceeded to spoon feed to Lawrence. Lawrence whined but ate anyway. "you're acting as if you're my mom..." ,Lawrence told Malachai with an embarrassed tone, but he didn't react. Fips chuckled, and muttered: "Wie süß..." Abel whimpered and hugged Lawrence, wanting to comfort her too. Eventually, the children all exchanged glances and just group hugged Lawrence, who coughed and whined. Once they broke apart, Fips laid Lawrence down and told them: "sleep"

"but--"

"sleep"

Lawrence crossed his arms, but eventually caved in. She snuggled up under the covers, but before falling asleep, grabbed Eli and cuddled him. Eli blinked, but happily cuddled Lawrence back, purring a little. Fips sighed, and then grabbed the mountain of tissues on the table and threw them away. Malachai was now sitting next to a sleeping Lawrence and Fips, threatening anyone who even thought about waking them up with his machete. Isaac frowned, saying: "Mala, stop being so over-protective" "I'll skin you" "MALACHAI!"

#children of the corn #COTC fanfic #Not so happy with this one tbh

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sneezygiant · 4 months

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Just a little drabble I made featuring my new OC boo.

Testing the waters with him and such

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You groan and tilt your head off to the side just a bit, scrunching up your nose. Something was on it, making it tickle, and that was disturbing your sleep. You reached up your hand to brush the thing off your nose, just to be met with a disgruntled squeak.

“Hey! Don't do that! I don't wanna be knocked off!” A familiarly annoying voice squawked at you.

“What are you doing boo?” You grumbled, giving a wide yawn as you cracked your eyes open to see the little four armed mouse. Currently at his one inch tall height.

“I'm cold.” Boo whined out his answer, crossing his lower arms as he pouted at you. You felt a shiver run down your spin, as you knew where Boo’s favorite spot to keep warm was.

“Uh, well, you're free to share the blanket with… hey!” You couldn't help but yelp halfway through your offer, rocketing into a sitting position and scrunching up your nose as you tried your damnedest to resist snorting.

While you had been extending your offer, boo had shrunk down to his smaller, 1 centimeter size, and quickly slipped himself into your right nostrils. Using all four of his arms and tail to do so.

You bring up the back of your hand to scrub at your nose, the tickle was maddening. He was not being careful about his movements like he should have been.

“Boo! G-g*hiiiiii*et out! Y-you’re gonna ruin my sleep!” You whimper, feeling your nose twitch and your nostrils flare.

“It'll be ok! It's fine! Imma gonna lay down, and it’ll be fine, like a snuggle!” You hear boo chirp happily as he finally settled down. Most likely curling himself around one of your nasal hairs.

“Th-th…hiiih! This is n-nuuh…huuuh! Nothing like a snuggle, y-yuh…little gremlin!” You chidded, eyes squeezing closed and chin tilting into the air.

“You'regonnnamakemesneeze!” You huffed airily, lips parting so you could take in more air.

You could boo flick the feathered bit on the tip of his tail playfully against your nasal wall, promoting you to start hitching heavily.

“Hiiih…huh! huUH’DSHHO!” you rock forward, quickly cupping your hands over your nose and mouth, instinctively sniffling afterwards. You barely had your eyes open, before you gave a second sneeze. “Hih’Dshiew!’uhhh…” the second sneeze had been lazier, as you were still very tired.

You snuffle again, peeking your eyes open to look into your cupped hand. Pouting when you didn't see your little pest in them. It tracks, as you still had a tingling tickle in your nose. It just wasn't enough to prompt another sneeze.

“You're the absolute worst.” You complained, laying back down, giving your nose a harsh rub with your finger. There was no use protesting too much. Boo was already in there now, and he wouldn't come out until he felt like it. You close your eyes, trying to fall asleep. Even with a bit of an itch in your nose.

#sneeze blog #sneezeblr #snez #sneezygiant #sneeze #sneezygiant's ocs #snz #art #Boo the alergen mouse #sneeze kink #drabble

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aew-kun-age-regression · 6 months

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Can I have some care give Obi wan kenobi and Leia organa Headcannons please? 😊 love your page.

Hiii!!! :0 EEE I LOVE GETTING STAR WARS REQUESTS!!! (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)!!! Imma do some caregiver Obi-Wan for now and another time I do some Leia headcannons!!!

Caregiver!Obi-Wan Kenobi Headcannons

@geekgirl-33

He is so so so patient. Like no matter what this man is not raising his voice, he will gently help with any situation.

Emotions are important, idc what the Jedi code says, without expressing emotions it gets bottled up. That's not right. It's okay to be angry or sad and Obi-Wan will make sure you know that.

If you get overwhelmed (for whatever reason) he is extremely rational and will figure out how best to calm you down.

He's a little cautious about how much affection in public (he's just nervous about the Jedi council finding out but in all reality they already know and are aware that both you and Obi-Wan cope better due to your regression and him being your caregiver)

Cuddles with Obi-Wan 🥹

He can sense if your having a hard time, struggling with some negative emotions and he will absolutely help you!!! <333

He's not strict with rules but he does have some in place to keep you safe. A big one is absolutely no using/being too close to a lightsaber. (His or your own if your a Jedi)

^ He will make sure you eat, sleep and drink. He can and will use bribery if he has to.

He's not really sure how he became your Caregiver, he found you regressed and the rest kinda just fell into place.

Stargazing >>>

He lets you hide behind him/in his Jedi Robes.

Joint pinkies when walking around.

Omg is he peaceful to be around, like his presence alone is so very calming.

Wanna hear a story? He'll happily read you one. Want to watch a movie with him? He's already got it set up.

He can be a very playful Caregiver and no one can convince me otherwise. Definition of ' :0 '

Tells you about missions he's been on.

^ Brings your souvenirs from different planets/systems!!!

#agere blog #sfw agere #sfw littlespace #sfw little post #little space #agere little #aewlittlerambles #sfw little community #aewlittleheadcannons #star wars agere #caregiver!obi wan kenobi

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ilylovelyz · 2 years

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SICKLY IN LOVE.

❥main character(s): hyung line (bangchan lee know changbin hyunjin x genderneutral!reader

❥genre: fluff (with a sprinkle of angst)

❥warning(s): sickness, medication, vomiting, just basically sick people stuff, hyunjin bathes you, mentions of fainting

❥wc: 1-2k

❥special note: yes i know there is a girl in the concept photo however reader is genderneutral based, just ignore it. also i made this because im sick too and just wanted to write my feelings out.

bangchan.

look imma be honest with y'all, i bet he does not know what to do when his partner is sick.

he doesnt even know how to take care of himself when he is sick.

since he does have little siblings, he does have basic knowledge of how to take care of a sickly.

however, when you come down with the flu, all of his knowledge basically leaves his brain and he is just standing there with a blank face as you look like you are near dead.

of course, when you snap him out of his predicament, he is rushing to your side.

i feel like he is the type to get you whatever you ask for (and sometimes what he thinks you would want.)

he accidentally overfills his medication cabinet and you are staring at the multiple plushies and snacks he bought you from the local walgreens.

listen, he is trying his best.

"chris-," you croak out, clearing your dry throat before continuing. "you can't just buy all of this. i really appreciate but you are just wasting your money away." you finish, taking one of the plushies into your hand. it was an elephant, with a unique textured trunk.

"i'm not wasting my money away, if it's for you." he smiles, setting down your medication onto the wardrobe. "..how have you been feeling?" he asks, feeling a bit guilty due to his lack of knowledge on how to take care of you.

"i've been feeling better, chris. thank you for taking care of me. if-if you keep this up, then i'll be better i-in no time." you say, coughing inbetween some words. chris seems to relax at your words, but he still guard-fully leans against the wardrobe so that way he can watch you closely, trying to see if you really have everything you need or if he can scout out some new symptoms on you.

it's quiet for a good minute before you speak again. "there's no need to worry, chris. you're d-doing a good job. i've got everything i need."

it seems your words just go in one ear and out the other and it's quiet again. you understand why chris feels this way. he naturally cares for everyone, and tries the best he can so everyone is happy.

but now, he feels so fucking useless because he can't even take care of his own soulmate. he knows health is nothing he can control, but he knows he could do plenty of things to make you more comfortable, but for some reason he can't even think of one.

you sigh before you slump down in your shared bed again. "chris," you speak, "come here. if there is one thing you do best for me, it's cuddling."

that seems to work as his eyes are immediately lighting up and he practically dashes to the bed. he doesn't seem to care that he could possibly get your contagious illness too as he happily tucks himself (and you) under the warm comforter of your shared bed, wrapping his arm around your waist to bring you in closer.

"i love you." he whispers, his unoccupied hand coming up to pat your head. in no time, you are caressed into a deep slumber, truly a miracle as you've been barely able to sleep for more than 2 hours whenever you try. chris soon falls asleep after you, satisfied that his work being able to bring comfort to you for once.

lee know.

with every cough you have, he feels his heart break.

you are lee know and lee know is you, is best as he can describe it, so he easily feels for you.

as result of your flu, he is so attentive and coddling.

your teaseful bastard lee know, turned into into a gentle and quiet imposter, is how you described it at the time.

he rarely talked when he was taking care of you, and when he did, he talked in low whispers and soothing words of encouragement.

he touched you as if you were fine china, as if you could break any second.

even though you assured him it was just the flu, and that he should probably distance himself because you don't want him to get sick either, he still couldn't stop his overthinking.

even though it was just the flu, what if it got worse?

that thought alone spurred him to not be more than 5 feet away from you, getting even closer when he heard you cough and looking at you with those tearful cat eyes.

even though you are sick right now, you somehow feel like you are on cloud 9. wrapped up your bed's comforter with two cats snuggling close to you, their warmth acting as a comforting substitute to your boyfriend, who was currently taking on the chores you usually did.

everything you wanted was at the palm of your hand (and definitely not because your boyfriend decided that you needed everything in the medicine and comfort aisles.)

you couldn't say that your boyfriend was on cloud 9 though as well. from the way he rushed to get the chores done, from running across the apartment you both share back and forth to make sure your needs are being attended to and also making sure that the apartment is tidy and molded to your current needs, you can't tell if you should be the one comforting him and telling him that it's going to be alright.

startling Doongie and Dori on you, you let out a demonic-like cough. it hurt, yes, it felt like your throat was as dry and rough as sandpaper, but you got used to it.

minho, however, has not gotten used to it. and probably never will.

before you even realize it, the tv show you were watching is interrupted with minho practically zoom-walking into your shared bedroom, harassing you with the question he asks with every cough you let out. "are you alright? do you need something? more tea?"

at first, it was charming, seeing your usually bastard cat of a boyfriend soften down to a golden-retriever who was at your side with every beckon. except, he is a sad, worried golden retriever. you could see the heartbreak in his eyes whenever you cough.

but now, you can't help but be worried for him because what would happen if something worse happened to your health? probably fly off the rails that for sure.

rolling your eyes out of feigned annoyance, "oh yes, dear boyfriend. can you please give yourself a break and lay down with me for a bit?" you smile, patting the cold, empty spot next to you that was once your boyfriend's.

he gives a soft smile before he is crawling under the comforter, careful not to disturb his cats and intertwining his body with yours.

maybe he will take a short break, just for now.

changbin.

oh lord, oh god.

he gets more worried than minho.

he will never leave your side.

somehow he predicted your symptoms before you.

by the time you were feeling feverish he was already surprisingly prepared.

i feel like when it comes to it, changbin will absolutely become serious and prepare for things.

he is so sweet about it too.

"are you feeling better baby? do you need to go to the bathroom? ☺️"

gah hes so cute.

will 100% look at you with warm and loving eyes even when you are coughing up your sins.

carries you everywhere if you cant walk.

doesnt mind if you get him sick.

probably does end up sick afterwards lol

it was your 4th day of your fever. your fevers always last long, however that does not mean you've gotten used to them. you'll never get used to loosing all of your appetite, suddenly being unable to walk due to loosing your strength, or even being unable to sleep.

and it always felt worse because you had nobody to comfort you. when you were younger your parents did make sure you were doing well but didn't necessarily do anything that they didn't have to do. so you were always alone, seeking warmth from your pillow.

but now, you have changbin.

now, changbin takes care of you even when you are practically heaving and gagging from the heinous coughing you are doing. he stays up with you now that you are unable to sleep. he keeps you entertained with stories and jokes.

it all worked for a while until the 4th day. the 4th day of loosing your appetite, loosing the strength in your legs, and worse of all, feeling the toll that being sleep deprived was taking upon your body and mental state.

changbin, after leaving you for the first time in a few hours to go to the bathroom, came back to you sobbing uncontrollably. of course, he rushed to you, immediately looking for the source of your distress.

"'m tired binnie. i can't breathe. my head hurts." you cried, lazily wiping your tears from your flushed face. changbin knows you are tired. it's written all over your body. he wishes he could do more, but ultimately knows he cant.

"i know, pretty." he whispers. an idea pops into his head as he remembers an old tactic of his that his mother used to get him to fall asleep.

cooing at you, he gently takes you into his arms over his lap, cradling you like a baby. "changbin.. what are you doin?" you whine, not that you are necessarily against it, but you really don't want to play around or listen to anymore stories. you just want to sleep.

"just go to sleep." he says, kissing your forehead before slowly rocking you back and forth. your sobs and hiccups slowed down before they eventually stopped all together. you fell asleep in his arms like a baby.

to be more specific, you're his baby.

hyunjin.

hes like all 3 combined.

but he's more put together.

it doesn't let his nervousness show because he doesn't want you to reassure him when he is the one who should be reassuring you.

makes you lots of tea.

shows you the paintings he's been working on and sometimes will carry you if you want to the spare room where he paints.

you two will have a silent mental conversation as you watch him paint you in all of your sick glory.

even though you tried to persuade him that you don't look you best right now, he said that you'll always look beautiful to him.

he thinks the constant blushing, bed hair, and snot is for some reason cute.

really makes sure that you are up to date with your medicine.

tries to get you to eat, but if you can't, he'll try to get you to settle for those good flavored nutrition shakes instead.

100% will play with your hair to soothe you whenever you watch tv.

still takes pictures of you despite your protests.

you feel a bit bad for hyunjin. he is probably exhausted from taking care of you. he probably feels sweaty from all of the stream in the bathroom. he took it upon himself to bathe you today. you haven't been able to shower because the time you attempted to you nearly fainted due it being too warm or being too cold.

"jinnie.. i can do it myself." you pout, turning your head slightly so you can look at him. right now he is sitting outside of the bathtub on a chair, his right hand holding the soapy sponge and dragging it gently across your skin. he looks up at you, his eye-bags show exhaustion but his eyes show love and adoration. "it's okay. you're tired. let me take care of you." he smiles, massaging the sponge into your neck and back.

"hyunjin aren't you tired too? you've been taking care of me, don't worry i can do it myself-" "yeah but let's not forget when i found you sprawled over the bathroom mat." he interrupts, raising his eyebrow at the mention of you nearly passed out when you tried to take a bath yourself.

that immediately shuts you up, somehow making you feel embarrassed but that feeling doesn't last long when he shampoos your hair, running his long fingers throughout your locks.

yeah, he is tired, but he doesn't care. he's pretty much used to it. he has better things to do than sleep, which is take care of you. he loves taking care of you.

humming a sweet melody, he warns you before he slowly pours a lukewarm bowl of water over your head, making sure to adjust your hair during it so it gets as much shampoo out as it can before he does the same with conditioner.

you wish it didn't end when he drained the water from the tub, carefully raising you from it like you were fine china and then wrapping a fluffy towel around your naked body. he guides you out of the tub and helps you put on your pajamas and brushes your hair for you.

he guides you back to your shared bedroom, your hand intertwined with yours and tucks you into the comfort of your bed.

he stares at you with love and adoration, even when you look like shit.

c/maknae line.

#stray kids #stray kids fluff #skz

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puexii · 24 days

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Yuh so imma just drop this really old thing I wrote a while ago with my ocs hrhrr

Includes many outdated facts like Ren going out frequently and them living in a warehouse

actually Ren is not allowed to go out by himself and they live in Clyde's apartment but anyways

Oh also I hadn't really figured Clyde's personality out back when I wrote this so uhh ye

Oh ye also the kit having a cat thing was based on a drawing I made at the time, not sure if I'm keeping it in canon

Anyways onto the thing itself

Ren “RN-E5” finds a moth

One time, while Ren was outside on one of the buildings observing from a high place like usual, he found a moth, or rather a moth found him.

“Hmm? Whats this?” Ren said when he noticed a cool bug, “it looks so cool! And fluffy!” Ren said surprised by the coolness of the bug “i should go show everyone!” Ren said to himself excited about the cool bug. Ren then stood up and spread his wings, preparing to fly back home, which is the warehouse they stay in, except while doing so the moth got scared and flew away. “W-WAIT!” Ren asked the moth while trying to follow it. “I didnt mean to scare you!” Ren said while the moth continued to fly away.

Ren started to fly behind the moth, trying to not crash with it. The moth tried to speed up since there was a giant (compared to the moth) robot following it. “I dont wanna hurt you! I just wanna show you my friends thats all!” Ren said to the moth attempting to make it stop.

After a while of flying and attempts at persuading the moth, they started to get tired. Then the moth went into a narrow place, trying to escape the robot thats been following it for three hours now. Ren finally realised that he was scaring the moth all this time, and also decided he should probably save the charge he has left for the flight home. “Oh uhm, sorry i didnt mean to scare you like that.” ren said while preparing to leave.

After a bit he reached the warehouse and landed. When he went inside he took off his wings and decided that he should probably go to bed early this time since he flew alot that day, except he was interrupted by clyde who noticed he finally came home after staying outside later than usual. “So what were you up to today?” Clyde asked ren, “i found this really cool bug today and wanted to be friends with it and show you guys like kit did with their cat! Except i might have followed it for too long and scared it so i thought i should probably leave alone.” Ren told clyde. “And you were flying all this time? No wonder your battery started to run out.” Clyde said while leaning on the wall, “hehe, yeah, i did that!” Ren said while chuckling realising that he didnt really think this through. “Ok ill go now, i still need to recharge.” Ren said while starting to leave “alright, see ya!” Clyde said while waving to ren goodbye.

The next day ren went back to the building looking around as usual, until someone familiar came beside him, “oh hey! You came back! I honestly never expected this since what i did to you yesterday!” Ren said while laughing lightly, remembering his stupidity the previous day. Suddenly the moth started approaching ren slowly, “hm?” Ren said while noticing the moth approaching, “I thought you hated me.” Ren says while confused by the moth’s behaviour. Then the moth flew and sat on ren’s head, “huh, you seem to be a very forgiving lil guy!” Ren said happily, still confused by the moth’s behaviour. The moth stayed up their, seemingly forgiving the silly bot, though ren didnt notice since he couldnt feel the moth up their.

After a while when ren decided to go do something else, he noticed the moth, surprised by the fact that the moth was up their the whole time, he didnt really say anything, only making a “:O” face. Before he could say anything, the moth started to leave, maybe going home, “oh! Uhh bye mr bug! Or ms i couldnt really tell. Was nice hanging out with you!” Ren said while waving to the moth goodbye.

Ren was happy for the rest of the day, perhaps he made a new friend! Later when he went home he told kit and Clyde about how he became friends with the cool bug he saw the other day, kit seemed happy about the story, clyde was surprised by the bug’s behavior but he didnt think much of it.

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plentyoffandoms · 1 year

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i’ve sent this request to a lot of people bc i’m a junkie

i’ve been having a reoccurring fantasy of getting completely dominated by cash wheeler and chuck taylor. like dumbification levels. imma leave the degrading and nicknames to you but just 🥵🥵🥵🥵

Chuck Taylor x f/Reader x Cash Wheeler (18+)

Main Masterlist ♡ AEW Masterlist ♡ Cash Wheeler Masterlist ♡ Chuck Taylor Masterlist

Warnings: Some swearing. Descriptive sexual acts. Minors do not read. Unprotected sex. Just pure smut under the cut. Spitting. Anal, cum swallowing. Oral sex (m receivin) P in V, P in A. Double Penetration

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.

Gifs and photos do not belong to me. 1st gif @allelitewrestlings

I hope you like it

WC 926

Summary: f/Reader has a night they will never forget with Chuck Taylor and Cash Wheeler

Chuck Taylor - Dustin ☆ Daniel - Cash Wheeler

YN'S POV:

My eyes felt like they are permanently in the back of my head from the pleasure and pain these two men have been doing to my body for hours, and I mean, hours now.

Our bodies are covered in sweat and cum. Their cum leaking out of me and onto the mattress below.

Or in this case, right now, Dustin's lap as he is bouncing me on his lap, his cock lodged deep inside of me, his one hand playing with my over-sensitive clit, bringing on my next orgasm of the night.

My mouth fell open, ready to scream his name as my body started to shake when a cock was shoved down my throat, making me gag from the sudden intrusion.

Daniel grabbed the back of my head and fucked my face as hard as he could, coming down my throat as he continues to fuck my face. "Oh lord," He groaned as he shot rope after rope of his warm cum. He pulled out of my mouth, demanding I show him I swallowed it all.

I happily opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue and he hummed his approval before he spits into my mouth and told me to swallow it. I did as he asked and he and Dustin both groaned.

Dustin gripped my face, hard in his hand as he continued to use me like his own sex doll.

"Look at me you little cum-whore." Dustin said.

I looked at him through hooded eyes, the pleasure hazing my mind once more and he just chuckled. He looked over at Daniel, who is sitting in the chair next to the bed, his cock in his hand as he slowly jerked it off, enjoying the view.

"You see this bitch?" Dustin said as he turned my head to face Daniel. Daniel chuckled and shook his head.

"Completely fucked out, just like the dumb whore I knew she could be." I groaned softly at the name Daniel called me.

Dustin let go of my face and pulled my almost limp body off of him. I found my face being pushed down into the mattress, ass up as he slammed into my ass.

I screamed out from the mix of pain and pleasure. "Shut up, shut up. Fuck, you're only our fuck-hole until we are done with you." Dustin moaned through gritted teeth as he hunched over me and fucked me even harder.

I had tears streaming down my face as he fucked me, the two of them laughing at me as they called me a crybaby.

I knew if this all became too much for me, I could just say the safe word, but I told them I could take whatever they threw at me and fuck, I wasn't gonna back down.

Dustin all of a sudden pulled out of me and pulled me back off the bed by my hips. Daniel quickly got on the bed and pulled me into his arms.

His cock was hard once more as he gripped it and placed it against my dripping pussy. I slowly sunk on him, groaning at the feeling of his cock in me once more.

Daniel gripped my ass and started to thrust up into me, my mouth hanging open as he leisurely fucked me.

It wasn't just the two of us for long. I felt Dustin push me to lay on Daniel's chest and I felt his cock at my other hole.

Daniel stopped moving, keeping his cock inside of me as Dustin slowly pushed his cock back into my ass. I am gasping for air, never felt this full in my life.

"You are being our good girl aren't you baby? Yeah, taking both of our cocks in your sweet little holes at once." Daniel said as he planted his feet firmly on the bed and pounded up into me.

Dustin barely waited as well to fuck my ass.

The only sounds in the room are them fucking me, my slight gasps and the degrading names that are flying out of their mouths, which had me wanting to hear them call me them outside of this bedroom.

"Dirty girl."

"Cum-whore."

"Fuck-meat."

"Our property now. These holes belong to us, huh Daniel?" Daniel groaned in agreement with Dustin. Dustin pulled my head back to look down at me, but I was gone. He chuckled at the look on my face.

"Our whore is cock-drunk." Daniel growled.

"So good," was all I could get out before I came, my whole body shaking as I fell against Daniel's chest, blacking out from the pleasure.

I wasn't out too long as I felt both of the cum and shout my name. I cried out as Dustin fell on top of me, making Daniel go even deeper into me if that was possible.

Their bodies were twitching as they came, their mouths open, gasping for air. My own body was still trembling from the aftershocks of the pleasure.

I expected them to pull out, but they didn't. I heard them both chuckle as they started to move back and forth, the shock evident on my face that they were both still hard.

"We got all night to fuck you." Daniel smiled at me, making me realise that they took something to stay hard like this and go all night.

"Once we are done with you, you are gonna think of nothing but our cocks, just like the cock-craving bitch we know you are." Dustin groaned out.

"Gonna make sure that you don't forget us."

Tag List: if you would like to be added, please let me know. @lghockey @wwenhlimagines @melissahausen @crowleysqueenofhell @legit9thlunaticwarrior @malakaiblacksgirl1989 @nicoleveno14 @blaquekittycat @1rsolideranna

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buckysgrace · 5 months

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20 Questions for Fic Writers

Tagged by @jozstankovich

1.how many works do you have on ao3? 18!!

2. what's your total ao3 word count? oh boy.... 1,225,652

3. what fandoms do you write for? Stranger Things and Fargo currently! Although am wanting to write more of joe and dacre's characters i just need more content hehe.

4. what are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Cruel Summer, Dancing in the Dark, Friendly Competition, Midnight Hours, Just the Two (Ok maybe four) Of Us

5. do you respond to comments? why or why not? YES!!! I love responding to comments literally will talk about my work forever so beware lmao (tho it's harder for me to keep up with comments on tumblr??)

6. what is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? I'm really not an angsty ending person I need my happily ever afters lmao. Maybe Friendly Competition via Steve's pov (so sorry Steve)

7. what is the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? Cruel Summer I guess? All of them sort of have a happy ending in a round about way?? I am a softie, I have no shame.

8. do you get hate on any fics? Mhmm I don't believe I have. Although I have been called a pedo idk if that counts. Have had some comments about Kim being annoying but don't think it's hate just more so an opinion?? Honestly surprised i haven't gotten more hate about the stepcest but i see you freaks out there lol.

9. do you write smut? if so, what kind? THE NASTY KIND! Haha love it being carnal and needy but also soft???

10. do you write crossovers? whats the craziest one you've written? I have never wrote one but... who knows maybe some day in the future lol. I do dream about Billy as a Targaryen prince so....

11. have you ever had a fic stolen? Yes but once I spoke to them they took it down right away :)

12. have you ever had a fic translated? Not any current fics but I do have some former 1D fics that may still be out there translated (god i hope not)

13. have you ever co-written a fic before? Oh yes with my love @sadhours one published many wips

14. what's your all-time favorite ship? Listen... Dramione is all time favorite. Also love percabeth now that percy jackson is out and reminding me of my childhood.

Ya know I also gotta throw in Kimgrove (Kim x Billy, thank you @cassandracorvo ) my babies

15. what's a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will? Oh boy where do I even begin lol. I have a few threesomes (BillyKimSteve and BillyKimTommy and BillyKimAdrian) I have a few Harringrove ones I just cannot get to. In the end I guess the one I'd want to finish is this AU where Kim is married to Tommy but can't let go of Billy hehe

16. what are your writing strengths? imma say... smut. and making realistic ocs... idk lol maybe dialogue? At least I hope so I have mini conversations with myself when I'm writing out characters talking so fingers crossed lol.

17. what are your writing weaknesses? commas...i love commas... too many damn commas everywhere (but i love them). Anything involving fight scenes or angst.

18. thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? I think it's fine? no real opinion I guess? I just would not try because I do not speak other languages and it makes me too anxious to trust google translate in case it's wrong lmao

19. first fandom you wrote for? One Direction omg... Zayn girlie lol.

20. favorite fic you've written? Cruel Summer for sure. Got me back into writing after a LONG pause. I'm just very happy with how it turned out too.

tags!!! (sorry i only speak to like 2 people so please if you see this and wanna do it I tag you too mwuah) @sadhours @floredaqueen @destroya-hargrove

#tag game

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fanficwriter284 · 1 year

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In light of me getting a new dog.... and thanks to @twyz for the idea revolving around the concept.

Gloria belongs to @twyz

The Ray sisters had been strolling home their backpacks bouncing as they continuously walked in sync, religiously avoiding the cracks in the sidewalk. Both wore fixated smiles on their reddening faces as they followed their path home. With the youngest of the Rays carrying something in the coat of her maroon suit. With continuously squirming as she paced beside Gloria.

"She's getting heavy"

"We're almost home just a little longer as long as we don't"

"OH HEY GIRLS! How goes it!"

"Uncle Billy!"

"Nice ta see ya around here...."

"Nice seeing ya too just heading home from your dads"

"Nice nice nice!"

Chelsea's smile began to feel sore as it continued to stretch across her face, as she struggled to maintain a steady hold on the creature squirming in her suit jacket. Gloria being the better liar maintained her composer, any other time she would have loved to stay and chat with Billy, about her time in the greenhouse recording the plants and sharing her records with him. As he too was a nature lover, and him being the one who never switched about her whereabouts during school hours. And her showing him the Venus Fly Trap plant he gifted her for her birthday, showing the plants immense growth.

"Whatcha got there Chelsea?"

"...Well"

Before the oldest of the two could cut the conversation short a small ball of fluff had popped its head out, its little tongue flapping everywhere, trying to lick the young red's face.

The two sisters shoot a look at their uncle curious to see what his response would be, pleading that it wouldn't result in something negative.

"AW! It's a little Pitbull!!!"

"..."

"...Yeah...ya like her?"

"Shes adorable! I'm assuming your parents don't know anything about her?"

"...Not yet"

"...Well...No not exactly"

Billy was stroking the canine affectionately letting out faint harmonious chuckles as the young Pitbull licked his fingers. To be precise it was an American Staffordshire Terrier, more commonly known as an American Pitbull. Its fur is mist-like like grey, with its underbelly being a white fur coat. With two large misty floppy ears, matching large her salmon tongue, that had been exposed while the canine was panting.

"Hm...well ya know...if your parents say no...I mean I could look after her and let you two visit her...So she won't get shipped off to some shelter"

"Really?"

"You'd do that!?"

"How could say no? Especially to this cute little face!!!!"

The two girls' faces practically glowed happily, both beyond thrilled that they had a plan B, and were able to still see the pup even if their parents said no.

"THANK YOU UNCLE BILLY"

"THANK YOU"

"Anytime, oh, and girls. Your dad has a soft spot for Pitbulls...I suggest you two go for it if you want to keep her"

The two gave excited head nods and took off bidding Billy a wave goodbye. Billy smiled and sighed a bit. He knew the bad reputation Pitbulls have and couldn't bear the thought of the pup sitting in a cage, with a low possibility of being adopted, knowing full well what happens next when the dog is cast out.

...

The two girls climbed the patio steps, Chelsea still maintaining her hold on the dog while Gloria dug the house keys from her bag.

"What's that?"

"Nothing Urhighness, now go back to your self-loathing and leave us alone"

"It was only a question, no need to get your tacky bowtie in a twist"

"Ya know what I outa twist that damn neck of yours"

"Why the aggression, I literally have done nothing to you"

"....Imma pretend I didn't hear that...and PLUS YOU MADE FUN OF BENNY"

"Not my fault he couldn't hear me"

"...Imma kick that crooked tooth of yours run back into place I swear to god..."

Gloria nudged her sister and the two quickly slipped into their home slamming the door right behind them, greeted by their wolf-dog Beau.

"Hey Buddy did you miss us"

Chelsea quickly set the puppy down and watched Beau back up startled by the young pup. Sniffing it with much curiosity.

"She's cute isn't she Beau?"

The two girls froze to stone hearing their father's footsteps approach, coming down the stairs.

"Hey, Girls how was school? You Ma's picking up the twi---the hell is that?"

"..."

"....Well..."

"Nope no way....you already have a dog...nope"

Without uttering a single phrase Chelsea picked up the Pitbull and raise her up to her dad's face smiling as the puppy began to lick at Chucky's nose.

"...Goddamn it"

"Can we keep her! PLEASE"

"PLEASE DADDY!!!"

''WELL TAKE CARE OF HER AND DO EVERYTHING I SWEAR"

"PLEEAAASE DAD!!"

".....Oh god....your mother is gonna kill me"

#Chucky #Billy #Gloria #Chelsea #Gloria Ray #Chelsea Ray #Rays #Tiffany #PUPPY

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kitcat992 · 2 years

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I noticed your post on "Tony." Interesting to consider since my preferred take is that Peter calls him "Mr. Stark" forever, lol.

But I thought your character development and insight for this scenario was fascinating. Do you usually prefer that change from "Mr. Stark" to "Tony" as a writer/reader? I'm curious now 🤩

This is a great question! So, Imma preface my answer but saying I love Irondad, and I appreciate all authors and their creative take on Irondad, and there's no wrong answer to how you go about writing your version of Irondad.

That being said...

I hate Peter calling Tony by his first name. 😅 As like, the standard. As in - he calls Tony by his first name all the time and nothing but that. I rarely read a fic where Peter's constantly addressing him as Tony. It just doesn't feel like Irondad to me. 🤷 And that's a personal take, so if you write that or like that, don't take offense. I'm just talking about me, myself, and I here.

Getting Peter to that point in the story was a huge moment because it addresses their relationship's growth, and how Peter IS *able* to call Tony by his first name. It's wrapping up a narrative thread I started way back in Chapter 9 of Identity Theft, as the Narrative Discourse post went on to talk about. But literally a few lines later he's right back to Mr. Stark 😆

Identity Crisis: Chapter 31 │In a Quiet Lagoon, Devils Dwell

“You going to freak out if I call you Tony?” he asked, a little more volume to his voice, with a tug at his lips adding a smile to the touch.

Tony arched an eyebrow, slightly, before warming up to the same smile.

“You get a one time pass,” Tony said, removing his hand from the gravestone to point a finger in the air. “Use it wisely.”

Though Peter hesitated, it didn’t stem from Tony’s false indignance. His smile grew wider at the edges, every pull of his muscles as sincere as the words that followed.

“Thanks, Tony,” Peter said.

Tony smiled back, patting him firmly on the shoulder. “You’re welcome, Mr. Parker.”

The wind blew by, rustling at the trees from above and shaking the branches along the way, dropping leaves in a scattered pattern to the ground below. At the same time, Tony unclenched his grasp on Peter, going to use his shoulder as a foothold when standing up.

“Now come on,” Tony gestured for him to stand as well, happily taking Peter’s arm when the kid offered it for support. He bones were too stiff for sitting that long, let alone in a pretzeled position. “Szechuan Bean Curd wasn’t a suggestion — Pepper’s craving it, and I’ve gotta do my due diligence in keeping the woman happy.”

Peter let out a chuckle as they began their way back to the parked Audi, its bright orange impossible to miss even in the middle of the night.

“I dunno, Mr. Stark,” Peter started to say, wiping the mud off the back of his jeans as they walked side-by-side down the cemetery path. “She didn’t sound too happy about the whole wedding thing.”

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There'll be a few more times in the future where Peter addresses Tony by his first name, but the moments are reserved for shits-about-to-hit-the-fan or just somber moments in general. I don't have access to my outline at the moment but if I remember correctly, it's less than 3 times in total in the final installment where it happens. Otherwise, he sticks to Mr. Stark.

At this point in my universe, it's more of a nickname than anything else. It's no longer that Peter isn't comfortable calling Tony by his first name. They've officially grown past that, as the narrative thread explains, and how the narrative thread has been concluded. Addressing him as Tony was the big step into starting a new stage of their relationship, and I was very thrilled to reach that point. I ENJOYED writing that "Thanks, Tony," line. It made me smile ear-to-ear. It's a huge step in the character growth for Peter.

But the nickname Mr. Stark stays -- because to me, that's a big part of Irondad. Mr. Stark is like Underoo's/Spiderling/Pete/and most of all..."kid." It's the name that makes them who they are.

#irondad #peter parker #tony stark #fanfic discourse #fanfiction #peter parker & tony stark #irondad & spiderson

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obsess-sinworld · 2 years

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I ♥️ MATT I want him to tell me to call me a his slut

Oh~? OKAY ^^

Imma add a daddy kink 😏 hehe

This was it you overstimulated to the max you couldn’t take anymore!

“M-matT! P-Please let me cum! I can’t take it anymore!”

You were Overwhelmed with pleasure think of his huge dick abusing your hole finding you sweet spot was always easy for him due to his size fulling you up perfectly. Your hole couldn’t help but to been overwhelming from the max amount of unbelievable pleasure you were receiving Every once and awhile when you were pretty close to your climax Matt would speed up and tease your clit/dick he would rub in circles but if you had a dick he would just tease your most sensitive spots and once you were close he would just stop and slow down his speed

“Awww! You want to cum? Haha! Well your going to have to hold in little one! Cause I’m putting you in your place for making so hard after all that teasing that you did to me! It’s so much fun watching you make those beautiful and adorable faces while I fuck you senselessly! You really are a lil slut aren’t you!”

When he called you a slut something clicked inside of you.

That was fucking hot

You wanted more

Your moan once he said that was long and deep than ever before.

“Aughhhhh~!”

Once Matt hear this unbelievable long moan he like how long your moan was he enjoyed it

“Oh~! You enjoy me calling you a slut don’t you?”

You nodded in response but that wasn’t enough to convince Matt.

He flipped you over and stopped moving and cupped you cheeks forcing you to look at him

“ I want an actual response from that pretty mouth of yours! Now tell me do you like me calling you my lil cum slut~?”

You wanted him to keep moving so you have a choice not to talk or talk

“Yes! I love it when you call me that please just move I want to cum all over you huge fucking cock Daddy~!”

That flustered him to the brim

How you had called him daddy was he that good at fucking your brains out that he managed to make you call him daddy?

“Good little one! Now about that name you called just about now call me do that more~! I love it!” Matt replied happily then continue shoving his dick in your tight hole But once he moved he had he the most amazing yet so sensitive spot right inside you. Oh fuck did that feel So fucking good.

“Ahhhh~!? Mmmm~! I- Ahmmm~!”

You couldn’t even say anything at this point or think nor move you were in a shock of pleasure

“Awww! Can’t say anything or are you to dumbfounded? I like how your just a dumb baby under me!” Matt continue thrusting in and out it was too much now for you to hold it in anymore

“Please daddy just l-let me cum! I can’t take it anymore!”

You whimpered in So much pain and pleasure that you couldn’t Even think straight.

“Augh~!Ah! Alright darling let’s just cum together! Oh Geez~! OH~!My lil slut your walls are to tight All around me! Just Cum with me!

“OH!AUGH~!FUCCKK~!Mmmmm~!” You both moan loudly as cum and slick ran down your hole and legs

Matt then started kissing your neck and leaving love bites all over you chest,neck and belly

This truly was amazing!

#sinsworld #eddsworld smut

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safyresky · 1 year

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Girl, problem is I'd c o n s u m e your answers to legit. All of these, but I'll try to be abstemious!

Imma go with:

💖 what made you start writing?

❌ what is a trope you will never write?

🤲 would you please share a snippet of a wip? (I'm greedy)

🤩 who is your favourite character to write?

TY 💕

K, your vocabulary is so NICE I learn a new word from you like, every other day. Abstemious. That's one HELL of a WORD, I LOVE IT. Anyway, questions! Answers! Yeah!

💖 what made you start writing?

Man, I got so sick and tired of not seeing the story I wanted to see I went fuck it, I'm going to write the story I want to read! And, well, here we are lmao 🤷🏻‍♀️ (sometimes u just see too much bman and not enough redemption arcs with funky little villains and u jus. u snap, u know?)

❌ what is a trope you will never write?

Does miscommunication count as a trope? If so, that. Unless it is wildly funny. But catch my characters making sure to COMMUNICATE bc I ingrained that shit in my me and over mY PILE OF ASHES will ANY of these magibeigns be doing some DUMB SHIT that can easily be avoided by a QUICK CHAT. Unless it is wildly, wildly funny >:)

Oh, and love triangles. I'll pass on ever writing one of those 🙃🙃

🤲 would you please share a snippet of a wip?

You're greedy, and I thrive on praise and will HAPPILY spill wips for some serotonin!! let me see if there's something I haven't shared yet 🤔🤔🤔 OH! FROSTMAS! I haven't cracked open Y11 in a while, let's see what I've got for you!

Winter was silent. She frowned sadly at her hands, trying to collect her thoughts. “There were a lot of factors to take into consideration,” she began, looking thoughtful. “We weren’t sure how you’d react, for starters.”

“We?”

Winter nodded. “Your Father and I both felt as though something was off. And even after I confirmed that it was fake, we were still a little bit on edge.”

“Seriously? Dad knew too?”

“Well, we do talk, you know. And both of us care about you, Jacqueline,” Winter said, standing up now, hands on her hips. “So of course we started keeping as close an eye on you as we possibly could, without overstepping our boundaries, or crossing yours. I’m afraid that the last time we did that, it didn’t end well for either of us. Or you.”

“But that was Jack!” I protested. “I’m not Jack!” I said, with as much conviction as I possibly could given that the moment I said that, my stupid iced up brain reminded me of all the silly stunts I had pulled recently that Jack would 100% do. I thought back to the bag heist and grimaced (internally).

Honestly, I think I'm going to have to rewrite this whole first portion lol, there's something about it that isn't quite sitting right with me, and I can't quite place it so. I WILL REWRITE ALL OF IT TO FIGURE IT OUT

🤩 who is your favourite character to write?

my god. they're all so fun it's unreal, but I think lately it's been Fino and Fiera. They've just been surprising me a LOT these last few chapters (see: Fiera charging at Jacqueline through the treeline and getting her ass handed to her in 6 seconds flat) and it has been DELIGHTFUL. I know they're two characters but like, HEAR ME OUT. THEY'RE BOTH FUN TO WRITE. THEY'RE BOTH UNPREDICTABLE ON EITHER SIDE OF A SCALE. I LOVE THEM, YOUR HONOUR

Twin Princes have been kinda a blast recently, too! I've been like. Writing snippets of their interactions and I'm just so fascinated by their entire relationship and how it deteriorated to the point where civil war, ya know?

Apparently the mood lately is just TWINS lol.

#dani answers #ask box shenanigans #definitelyy-not-a-vampire #crystal springs #sorta #dani wips #y11 of frostmas is fun and feelsy but man is it not. coming out. in a way i am happy with #hmm #anyway thanks for the ask K! :)

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