#god i have been working on this for a few hours because im so scared to post it
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Bestie idea..cuz I have dad!skz on my mind a lot .....laundry room quickies or quickies while baby sleeps
With any of them 😫😫😫😫
i propose to you.. ot8 dad!skz 😝 (i have been incredibly unwell after seeing chan with those babies..)
(i started this in 2023 but that above statement still holds true)
also not all of these involve laundry rooms and/or sleeping so i hope you don't mind bc i didn't want to be redundant with the scenarios! :]
warning: parenthood! pretty tame ngl! just lots of sex with dad!skz 🤤 unprotected piv, pet names such as "baby," "good girl," etc in a sexual setting, i believe minho is the only one that is specified as a boyfriend rather than a husband but who gives a fuck, jeongin has slight somno, a few might have slight exhibitionism/voyeurism/semi public sex but nothing crazy, cum, uhh fingering, mentions of oral, breeding in some, tit play, yeah!
bangchan: he's busy, you're busy - it's only a matter of time before you both just explode. he works hard at his office job and he's sick of getting business calls even on the weekend. so he decides to cash out some of his vacation hours just to spend time with you and your sweet baby.
god, he is so lucky..
seeing you take on a motherly role shouldn't be making him feel so fuzzy but he can't help it, you're just gorgeous, so natural at it. he takes it upon himself to help you put the baby to sleep while you do chores around the house.
he startles you when he creeps up behind you as you fold his clothes, letting you know the baby is asleep while he starts kissing on your neck. it gives you goosebumps, you can't remember the last time you had been intimate with chan and it's turning you to putty in his hands.
"what if we had another, hm?"
you try hard not to break out in a laugh - he would definitely have to find a way to juggle work, two babies and a wife efficiently but you knew that was his breeding kink talking.
"you want another baby, channie?" you giggle, playing along with it because you know it gets him going.
"mhm.. another wouldn't hurt right?" he whispers in your ear as he slips his hands under your shirt to squeeze at your bare skin.
before you could even protest, he had you bent over, face between your legs as he prepped you to take him - laundry long forgotten.
you were honestly a little scared of the stretch.. bracing yourself as he inched his cock inside you gently. his grunts and nails digging into your skin was a sign of how tight he was finding you. your cunt around him was driving him crazy and he knew he was going to have a hard time pulling out but what's one more little one, right?
minho: 'im coming back from work now, babe.'
'don't wear anything under your pjs.. im coming straight to you'
those text messages from your boyfriend left you reeling.
of course you followed his request obediently!
you had laid your baby to bed not long ago and you were hoping it would be a peaceful night - no crying or waking up in the middle of the night.
you had made sure to really tire him out to ensure he was out like a light.
and when you heard the front door to your apartment open, anticipation began to boil in your tummy at what awaited you.
you could hear minho fumbling with his belt down the hall before approaching your shared bedroom. cock already half pulled out by the time he reached you, shit eating grin plastered on his face.
"d'you prep yourself for me?"
you nodded, knowing he wanted you wet for him to take for when he got home. you were always so sweet to him, always knew exactly what he needed before he even asked.
he kissed you gently as he tugged your night gown up, the coldness of the air making you shiver a bit as he ran a finger down your wet slit. he angled his cock at your entrance and pushed in, letting your cunt envelop him. god, it felt so good to be deep inside of you - he was absolutely crazy about you.
just the feeling of having you around him could make him cum-
the baby monitor goes off, crying loud through the speaker.
"shit.. i got him.." he sighed out, quickly fixing himself as you laughed at him.
you could tell how frustrated he was over having blue balls but fatherly duties were awaiting him.
changbin: baby is out with his parents and as much as you love your little one (who is an exact copy of changbin), you are so glad to finally have the house and your binnie to yourself.
he couldn't contain his excitement much either, his mom wouldn't be back until two with the baby so he made sure to enjoy every second he could with you. he barely let you finish having breakfast before he was tugging you over to the couch. he would've taken you on the counter but
1). it might've been uncomfy for you and he's a gentleman!
2.) despite how needy he was, he wanted to have some decorum!
it felt so good to have his hands roaming your body, he always made sure to be delicate with you. he kissed you so sweetly and was shocked when you broke the kiss so suddenly, a whimper leaving his pouty lips. you smiled and just assured him it was because you wanted to be on top this time.
you?
on top?
who was binnie to deny his gorgeous wife the pleasure of riding him? especially when he would get the perfect view of your nice tits and pretty face. so he laid back, watching as you took a deep breath and aligned his cock with your entrance, breath hitching at the initial breach. his cock thick and heavy but so so good inside of you. your hands planted firmly on his chest as you set a steady bounce, moaning his name as he played with your nipples.
it was so easy to lose yourself to the feeling of his cock, so much so that the ringing of the doorbell almost went unnoticed.
shit.
was grandma and grandpa back so soon with the baby?
no fair, you were just getting started!
hyunjin: hyunjin had just helped put the baby down so you could go take a quick shower. your baby was just as clingy as he was, always throwing a fit if you weren't constantly showering him with kisses.
you didn't mind though, you loved both of your sweet boys and you were so thankful that hyune was such a great dad.
it felt nice to take a peaceful shower after such a long day, the water soothing any worries you might've had.
you heard the door to the bathroom open and some rustling as someone opened the shower curtain and got in.
"baby.." you laughed, knowing damn well it was hyunjin behind you. he just giggled and wrapped his arms around your waist.
"little one's asleep.. let me just have this with you really quick." he mumbled against your skin
hand reaching to your front so he could find your clit, rubbing softly as you let out a relieved sigh
"you sure he won't wake up?" you whispered
"no, but if he does, he's in the bassinet right outside next to our bed, babe. don't worry okay?"
his words reassured you as you relaxed into his touch, letting his fingers work at you as you leaned your head back into him. all he wanted was to bring you pleasure, he loved watching your pretty face contort and call his name out softly.
"gonna cum for me, angel? c'mon.. let go.." he whispered against your ear, kissing it softly. it gave you goosebumps and the way his fingers diligently rubbed you made your orgasm wash over you.
after showering (and letting him taste you after his endless begging), you both headed out into the room, baby still sleeping soundly.
jisung: there was nothing more exhausting to jisung than having a family dinner.
it was so stressful.
all the catching up and conversations clashing with one another from all sides of the table. at least your baby seemed entertained, playing with spoons while the waiter took everyone's order.
if jisung didn't step out soon, he feared he would literally explode. his parents kept bombarding him with questions and he felt like your family always questioned his worth as a suitable partner and dad.
you always made sure to let him know that you loved him and that he was perfect regardless what he or anyone thought. as soon as you noticed him zoning out and struggling to engage with the family, you excused yourself, asking your mom to watch over the baby while you stepped out with jisung, going on a short walk around the restaurant where you could talk in private.
"baby i-i'm sorry are you mad-"
"what? no.. i needed some fresh air. it was too noisy and stuffy in there.
you're doing your best y'know? im proud of you." you smiled softly at him while giving him a soft peck. you dug into your purse for his cigarettes and handed him one, grabbing the lighter and bringing the flame to the tip once he put the stick in his mouth.
"you gotta relax before going back in there though.." you whispered.
he was always able to relax when he was alone with you, you were comforting. he began blowing some smoke while his hands came up to cup your tits. squeezing them tightly which earned him a mewl. soon he was lowering the top of your dress down to reveal your chest to him, playing with your nipples between his fingers as if your breasts were some type of stress ball for him. you'd laugh at him if you didn't love the sensation of his fingers on you so much. he tossed his cigarette once he got tired of it, preferring to latch on to one of your tits instead.
"c-c'mon ji.. let's not get carried away.. we gotta get back.." you weakly said, but having to cut this short was proving to be difficult for the both of you.
once he got his fix (although if he was honest, he was still craving you), he let go with a loud pop, pulling your top back up with a smile
"thank you, doll.. i think i got the energy to kiss your dad's ass now." he joked.
"hope our princess is surviving his horrible baby talk." you giggled
felix: you and felix had planned a huge party for your baby's first birthday. everyone you both knew was invited, including the baby's eight uncles who loved spoiling her rotten. it was an outdoor party in your backyard, you had even gone as far as renting out a bouncy house for the older kids and a fun kid sprinkler so they could play in the water.
felix was in charge of food, he had spent the whole day on the grill outside making ribs and hot dogs before bringing them inside to set up everything nicely. you followed after him to help, putting everything out on aluminum pans so that people could pick what they wanted from each container.
"good job, babe, these taste great." you smile as you swallowed the piece of meat you had tasted.
he leaned in to kiss you, pulling you in close. he was so happy to get to celebrate your baby's birthday with such a big and wonderful family.
"baby's havin' fun out there. look at her playin' with the water." he giggled as he peeked outside
"what if we had fun of our own? everyone seems to be having a blast out there.." you teased him, hand coming to cup him through his shorts.
you didn't have to tell him twice, pulling himself out of his shorts as you fell to your knees for him. you knew you had to be quick incase anyone came in asking for the bathroom. thank god the kitchen island covered you from anyone who might've looked from the outside in.
felix was so sensitive and the idea of someone walking in made him quickly blow his load in your mouth which you gratefully accepted, licking your lips before you gave his tip a soft kiss.
seungmin:
family vacation was going great! you and seungmin finally got a chance to take your baby out on a trip and spend the weekend at a nice resort alongside other members of your family. it was nice to have a group of you together to enjoy some time away from your stressful lives.
the baby was having fun at the pool in his new floaty and didn't want to leave the water yet so you left him with his auntie while you and seungmin got washed up.
but seungmin was feeling quite handsy the whole day, especially now since you were both along in your room. he tugged on your bathing suit strap and smiled devilishly as your top fell down and exposed your chest.
"minnie we have to get ready for dinner, c'mon.."
"i'm getting ready! see? swim trunks off"
you rolled your eyes as he showed you his hard cock, his hand stroking it to entice you. the mere sight of your husband like that made you want to jump his bones.
"make it quick, hurry." but your voice sounded weak, desperate.
he bent you over the nearest surface and stuffed you full of his cock, not wasting a second where he could be inside of you. he knew he had to be fast, it would only be a matter of time before your sister would be knocking at your door with the baby.
the way he was tugging at your hair had you seeing stars, cock relentlessly hitting your sweet spot. you felt like you'd collapse under him if he kept this pace up but it was too good to protest.
"minnie.. oh god.. c-can the baby sleep with your mom tonight please? please.. n-need more of this.. need you!"
he just laughed at you, giving you a sharp spank.
"what am i supposed to tell her? my wife wants me to fuck her stupid on our family vacation? you want me to tell her how bad you want my cock?"
jeongin: "innie.." you giggled, nudging him gently.
he was not budging at all. you didn't blame him though, it was his night to check on the baby if he started crying and unfortunately for him it was a really difficult night to put him to bed.
you got under the covers and shuffled down until you were face to face with his crotch, rubbing him gently and watching as he grew in his pants.
he began to stir once you pulled him out, licking at his tip and feeling him start to sit up. he lifted the covers slightly to see you taking his cock in your mouth, popping off with a smile.
"happy birthday, baby.." you whispered
he smiled softly and cupped your cheek to bring you up and out from underneath the covers, he kicked the sheets off and pulled you on top of him.
"perfect way to start my morning, hm?" he teased, squeezing your ass tightly before tugging your shorts and panties to the side. his cock prodded against your entrance as he kissed you hungrily.
"finish what you started." he instructed as you began to slowly sink down on him, taking his cock like the good girl you were.
"fuck, jeongin.. need you to cum inside me so bad.."
it was so hard to contain your moans, biting your lip harshly to keep quiet.
"still on birth control, baby?" he asked, eyes hazy because your cunt felt so tight on him and it was making him delirious.
you shook your head, smiling at him playfully.
"gonna make me a daddy on my birthday? huh?" he grunted as he helped you bounce on him, he thrusted up into you and gripped your hips painfully tight.
"shiiit.. gonna cum in this pussy.. pump a baby in you.. give you my seed. will you take it? you're gonna take it."
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JESSIE'S BABY | j. fleming
summary: a brief introduction to 'baby' and her relationship with jessie
pairing: fem!reader x jessie fleming
notes: first piece for baby!!!!!!!! she's so much fun and I can't wait to write more for her and jessie, because she is just a joy. big sorority girl on campus, our queen, our leader, our baby.
jessie never thought that she would get entangled with a sorority girl
but... spoiler!!! then you came along
jessie majored in materials engineering and environmental science
right she considered herself a total nerd in that retrospect
but she just finds it all so interesting!!!
so one day she meets a girl in one of her classes who is a sister of one of the UCLA sororities
her name is nina
they hit it off, it's great
jessie has finally made a close friend at college
so after a few months of them being friends, jessie is finally invited to the sorority house for a party
and she is NOT having it
she doesn't like to party
she doesn't like to hold eye contact for more than five seconds
and she hates talking to strangers
but after lots of begging
jessie admits defeat and comes along
she spent hours getting ready and deciding on what she should wear in front of a bunch of sorority girls
something pink? or is that too cliche
she ended up going with the first outfit she tried on
a UCLA athletics t-shirt and some jeans
shes so insecure and not loving life
jessie has to hype herself up to even leave her dorm room and travel
and then when she gets there and sees people everywhere she calls Nina low-key freaking out
like please come get me im too scared to come inside alone vibes
nina comes out with a gaggle of other girls following her
jessie is still on edge but feeling more calm as she meets all of these girls she was with
they seemed nice enough and they instantly invited her inside to play beer pong with them
they head inside and jessie realises that it was 10x more crazy inside than it was on the front lawn
she is shoving her way through the crowd as politely as she can without losing the group of girls in front of her
but jessie eventually is cut off by a guy chasing his friend with a beer and loses the group
shes left alone in this big sorority house with no idea where she is
jessie gets out her phone to try and call Nina again, but before she can a voice interrupts
"I love your jeans!"
she looks up and came face to face with the closest thing she thinks she will ever see to a god
you were standing there, a pink dress on to match the decor and your hair and makeup done perfectly
jessie is at a stand still
she doesn't know what to do or what to say
completely taken back by you
"I was looking at buying a similar pair last week, where did you get yours from?"
you finally look up at meet her eyes, and jessie didn't think she could fall more in love with someone
but she did
she finally managed to stutter out 'th-they're from a store in Canada.. encircled, I think"
and then you respond with some long-winded sentence about how you've never been to canda but would have always loved to
and about your jeans
and about her jeans and how much you like them
and about the party and if she's enjoying it
jessie's glad that you take the reins on the conversation because she was still too busy trying to recollect herself after making eye contact with you
she doesn't know how it happens
and maybe it's because you're so outgoing you don't even notice how awkward she's being
but you spend the entire night together
jessie ends up telling you that she knows nina
you tell her that nina just happens to be your roommate
you talk about her degree, she asks about yours
she finally works up the courage to say that she likes your dress
the look on your face was so genuine people could have thought that you have never been complemented before
you really were so beautiful, the most radiant person she had ever seen
jessie watched in awe the entire night as you floated around the house, dragging her along in tow
you never failed to introduce her to anyone
"this is my new friend, jessie" "jessie's from Canada" "jessie is on the soccer team, she's really good too"
the way you complemented her even though you had never even seen her on the pitch made her heart flutter
you ended up inviting jessie to crash in your dorm at the end of the night
but she got too shy, saying she was happy to walk back to her dorm
so you walked back with her
you were the most fearless person that she had ever met
so ready to talk to anyone about anything
too friendly for your own good
too kind and too beautiful
it was almost unfair really
you both became fast friends after that night
you took jessie's phone one night and put your number in it
you texted every day since
the first soccer game that she played after meeting you, you were there in the stands cheering her on
possibly one of the loudest people there
you managed to get everyone chanting for jessie after she scored in the second half
you had this natural affinity for talking to people and making connections
she envied you in that retrospect
you were convinced that jessie had the same effect on people
she just didn't believe you really
you both would spend time studying talking in the library together
back and forth between each others dorm rooms
your sisters joked that jessie would need to pledge if she kept spending so much time at the sorority
jessie knew that she liked girls, had never ever told anyone about it
it was her biggest secret
but she knew that she loved you
you were so different to any other girl that she had laid eyes on
you made existing easier
jessie’s teammates started to notice the difference in her too
she had never been a loud or cocky teammate
but since you started coming to games she found that little bit of extra faith in herself
she scored more, played better and showed off a little more
they chalked it up to you bringing her out of her shell
people were confused by your friendship at first
future sorority president best friends with a engineering major???? unheard of really
but it soon became clear that you guys were a package deal
you were invited to a party? Jessie was coming
jessie had a bonfire with her teammates? it was assumed that you would be bringing marshmallows to toast come sunset
you both were rarely seen without the other
and that became your new normal
you had never spoken to jessie about any guys that you were interested in, but had never mentioned any girls either
so she wasn't sure for ages what your sexuality was
but when you organised a pride parade on campus and showed up with two little flags painted on your cheeks- she finally got that confirmation.
and it was as you painted two little flags of her own colours onto her face that she went for it
jessie fleming kissed you
little shy awkward nerdy jessie just came out and kissed you
I mean.. you weren't complaining
afterwards she was an apologetic mess
"oh my god, I'm so sorry" "that was so not okay of me" "I totally crossed a boundary there" "I am so so sorry" "I'll go"
but when you grabbed her face and told her to "shut up, fleming" and kissed her again it was like everything just kinda made sense?
jessie had never been more content in her life
no goal, or win, or trophy could ever top that first kiss with you
you were her baby, completely untouchable
#jessie's baby . * • .#headcanons . * • .#jessie fleming x reader#jessie fleming#jessie fleming imagine#woso one shot#woso imagine#woso x reader
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Power-Outage
Word Count: 1.2k
Includes: fluff, fluff, fluff spencer x reader when a power-outage occurs and spencer being spencer and being adorably the perfect boyfriend
Dark. It is dark and you're alone and its honestly embarrassing how quickly you pick up your phone to call your boyfriend. I mean...who's still scared of the dark? What're you 5?
It's two in the morning and you shouldn't be calling, really. You've only been dating for a few weeks, but he's Spencer, he's technically been your best friend for 4 years, 3 months, 2 days. and...about 18 hours, but who's counting? You convince yourself you just need to hear his voice, his sweet, safe, angelic-
"H-hello?"his voice breaks from that of someone just woken up at an ungodly hour by his co-dependent girlfriend who so happened to have accidentally hit the call button while she was second-guessing herself.
Maybe he'll hang up? Maybe you can convince him you butt-called him in the middle of the night tomorrow at work? Or maybe-
"Y/n baby I'm really gonna need you to respond before i drive over there." he sounds calm, not at all agitated, not at all like someone woken up at 2 in the morning, he sounds...like Spencer
"Hi..." You exhale into the mic with relief. You should say something, really say something, apologize, yes that's what you'll do "I'm sorry I shouldn't have called, god I'm so idiotic...I just-well the power just went out and its 2 in the morning and I really should get some sleep but-"
You're cut off by the jingling of keys on the other line.
"Spence you still there?"
"I'm on my way." Was that a car door?
"On your wayy..." It takes you second, or it takes your un-caffienated and sleep deprived brain a second to realize he means he's coming over to your house. Your home. Where you live.
And yes you're bestfriends with him and you've had sleepovers before but that was when you were ready. That was when you had cleaned.
"No! Spencer No! That is completely unessecary! I'm fine! I just wanted someone to talk to and I thought-"
The engine of his car starts. You can hear him trying to repress the laugh that graces your ears every time he knows something you're trying to hide from his genius mind.
"I'm already pulling out of the drive-way, forget about it. Plus I know you're afraid of dark."
Maybe he'll turn around if you just- "Spencer. I am not afraid of the dark. That is childish and obsurd and I mean im not a little kid anymore! You can just go home, go to bed and forget this ever happened"
There's a silence on the other end, besides the hum of the car, absolute silence.
Until, "Do you still have the candle I got your for Christmas?"
Of course. Of course Dr. Spencer freakin Reid wouldn't believe you. I mean he knows you better than anyone. What were you thinking?
"Yea spence. Yea I have the candle"
He hums in response and you can practically hear him grinning on the other end.
You admit defeat.
"Can you at least bring over some marshmallows? I'm all out from our last movie night." You would honestly rather have him over as soon as possible if it weren't for your hideous room and the pile of "i'll get to it" in the living room haunting your mind. This will at least buy you time.
But again he's dr. reid. "I've already got some from my stash, jumbo and small and snowmen shaped. And of course hot chocolate!"
He's perfect. He's everything and more you could've asked for.
And yet. ANd yet. At this very moment you'd like to strangle him. And not that impersonal type of cowardly strangle like really just-
"Don't be embarrassed baby. I've already seen your room at its worst. I'll be there in ten, turn on the candle and read your books for now."
You hear him knock on the door a few minutes later, as to not disturb the neighbors. Because of course, he's Spencer and would've thought about that too.
You run with the only flashlight you have to the front door, and you're greeted by a ruffled, grinning and ever-charming Spencer with his satchel stuffed with god knows what and wearing his periodic table of elements pjs.
You mirror his grin almost immediately, albeit sheepishly and look down to hide your own embarrassment...only to find him wearing the pink bunny slippers he'd stolen from your house only a few days ago.
With that all or any ego-preservation skills were out the window. He was here already...right?
You let him in, still staring down at your shoes as he leads you two straight for the kitchen, opening and closing cabinets to find the ingredients and kitchenware as if he'd lived there his whole life.
You take a seat at the kitchen's island stool, and watch him work.
This should be embarrassing. I mean it is. It is!
That is, until he hands you a steaming cup of hot chocolate with little snowman marshmallows dissolving on top and smiling like he hasn't just driven 8 miles with these ingredients to make you happy because you called him.
You called him at 2 in the morning.
And with that the unease floods back. And you're hiding your face in your hands and mumbling something incoherent.
This is when he finally speaks. "So...you wanna build a fort?"
You rub your eyes and look up at him. "i-i'm sorry?"
"We should build a fort." He's assertive in this, something at another time you would've found very hot, but at this moment it concerns you. Because to any other person what you've just done would be unacceptable.
"You...want to...build a fort?"
"I find it helps, I mean...at least when I was younger my mom and dad, they used to help me build forts when the power went out. To distract me if anything. It was kind of the only time I remember them getting along."He chuckles and looks down bashfully.
And now all you can think of is building a fort with the beautiful boy in front of you.
"Yea, yea i'd really love it if we built a fort."
And you do, you build a fort with what now you deem as you're future husband. Lighting the other candle he brought you on the counter that fills the air with your favorite scent and finding battery power camping lamps in your closet to light up the room.
He tells you stories about the kinds of forts he used to build and to the best of both your abilities you try to recreate his favorite.
By around 5:30 in the morning the sun is rising and you're both past out in the center of the monstrosity you two created while high on a sugar rush provided by the hot chocolate and one two many marshmallow snowmen consumed.
But you'll remember this for the rest of your life you think. You'll remember Spencer for the rest of your life. Because no one, no one would understand how to make you forget your biggest fear like he did.
While surrounded by darkness all you could see was him.
He was your light.
He was your light, and for as long as he'd have you, you'd be his too.
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Rafayel and reader did that it was readers first time but in the morning she gets up early she had an important class so she leaves and she forgets to text Rafayel and Rafayel would feel very anxious?!? Idk if it makes any sense
left alone
hurt/comfort | rafayel x mc / reader | 694 words
as she opened her eyes, she was greeted by a purple tuff of hair on her chest. her face softened as she played with it for a moment, remembering the events of last night. it had been such a meaningful experience. wanting to thank him with breakfast, the girl started getting up, careful not to disturb her partner.
as she checked her phone, she realized the time. she was about to be late for work. quickly getting dressed and leaving a goodbye kiss, she made her way out of the artists house.
a few hours later, the lemurian woke up, feeling unusually cold as he realized where this lack of warmth was coming from. he turned around and saw that his bed was empty as he recalled everything that had happened.
had she really just left him? used him? was that all she wanted from him? everything that their relationship had been building up to be up until this point was for nothing?
As the tall man stood up and looked over his house for any sign of his partner, he grew even more disappointed, but not of her but of himself. had he not been enough? if she just wanted that type of relationship, she could've said so. he just wanted her in any way he could. even if it was at his expense.
the day went on, and he laid on his bed. time moving fast, but he paid no mind to it. maybe thomas had called him a couple of times, it couldnt have been anything important since he didn't burst through the door while scolding him.
he tossed and turned in the bed, her scent surrounding him, making his chest tighten. After a bit, he fell asleep again.
"...yel"
"...fayel"
"Rafayel!"
He turned around as he woke up, taking in his surroundings.
"Did you sleep all day? Thomas texted me saying he couldn't get in touch with you."
"So you pay attention to Thomas' texts but can't even leave me a note?"
"What? What do you mean-?"
"You left me."
Her teasing smile dropped as it dawned on her what she had done.
"Oh my god I... Rafayel I swear it wasn't like that"
"It's fine," he interrupted, sitting up on the bed and looking down. "If you... want to see me in that way and only in that way... It's fine, just please..." Strong hands held her wrists. "dont leave me."
Both of them sat there in silence for what felt like an eternity, the clock on the wall seemingly unmoving.
At the lack of response, the lemurian looked up to see her holding back tears. "Why are you crying?"
"Because I just left you there! And you're just... accepting it?!" She shook off his hold and stepped off the bed.
"Why are you getting angry at me?"
"Im not angry at you, Yel. Im angry at myself. What happened last night was really special to me and I really wanted- want to thank you. But I woke up late and Tara had been calling me so I ran to work. I am... truly sorry."
He stood up, chuckling at her tear stained face.
"It's okay, my love." he caressed her cheek, her hands quickly flying to hold his. "It's not. You've told me countless times how scared you are of me leaving, and it feels like I continue to make that fear come true. And I'm really sorry... I... wish I could give you what you're looking for-"
Her rambling was interrupted by soft lips pressed against hers. It lasted a few seconds before he pulled away.
"I should really buy you a lip balm" her mouth was slightly open in bewilderment as he chuckled.
"It's really okay. Both of us need to work on our things. You should be better at letting me know when you have to leave, and I should be better at letting you leave. As much as I wish to have you for myself, you have responsibilities, and you love your job, I can't take you away from it."
"To make it up to you, how about I make dinner?" she smiled.
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thank you so much for the request! english isnt my first language so i apologize for my mistakes.
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Yandere Dimitri letting reader go to a hotel/her home after she requests him to let her have a few days to herself and well, Dimi can't say no to you because you really have been on your best behaviour after he had kidnapped you a year ago and forced you to marry him and shit.
He knows he can be a little overbearing, but you're seeing it all wrong! It's just his way of expressing his love for you :D
But nevertheless, you deserve a break. Besides you'll be safe with all his men-
"No guards." You tell him. "I don't want them scaring my friends away."
"Yes guards." Dimitri furrows his brows at you, before pushing your hair behind your ear. "You won't notice them. They'll be hidden-"
"How hidden can they be when theyre built like bears and have that intimidating look in their eyes?" You glared at him before sighing. Time to use that soft voice and damsel in distress eyes he falls for. "Come on, Dimi~ please. I just- I can't stand the feeling of eyes on me. Please. I promise I won't do anything to endanger myself. I'll even call you every few hours to update but please. No guards." You said, exasperation evident in your eyes.
Dimitri cupped your cheek, heart melting into a puddle when you leaned into it. You're so cute.
"Fine. But you call every hour. And if you get so much so as a paper cut, you are to tell me immediately- katyonak, stop laughing. I'm not kidding. I will burn that paper before bringing you back here."
Now while Dimitri did promise you that he won't have any guards accompany you, he didn't mean he won't have any hiding in the shadows. They're the best of the best, so there's no way you'll be able to see them at all-
"I TOLD YOU NO GUARDS, DIMITRI!" He winced at you screeching through the phone. Looking at your angry form through the cameras installed in your room, he couldn't help but still find you so attractive as your face turned red with rage.
So cute.
He cleared his throat. "I don't know what you are talking about, honey. I didn't send any guards. Oh no- do you feel like someone's watching you? Are you in danger? I'm coming to pick you-"
"DIMITRI!"
"Yes, katyonak?"
"Send.your.men.away."
Dimitri feigned innocence. "Again, sweetie. I don't know what you're talking about. There's no one there."
"Oh really? Are you sure about that?" You asked, and Dimitri could hear the threat that was about to follow. "Well, I guess it wouldn't matter if I pulled the drapes away and took off my clothes, huh?"
"Huh? Y/n, no dont do that-" Dimitri could only watch as you pulled the curtains away and began taking your clothes off. "Y/n! Dont do that!"
"Why not? No ones looking and I sure do miss walking around naked without you grabbing me with your paws. Oops, just undid my skirt and slip them off. And I'm not wearing anything underneath-"
Dimitri immeadiately grabbed his work phone. "GET YOUR ASSES AWAY FROM THAT APARTMENT! YOU BETTER NOT BE FUCKING STARING AT MY WIFE OF I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL PULL ALL OF YOUR EYES OUT AND FEED THEM TO YOU! IM GOING TO KILL ALL OF YOU-!" You smiled as you ended the call, not caring to hear the rest of his threats to those poor men.
You began getting ready for bed, finally at ease now that you didn't feel being watched. But the feeling returned about 20 minutes later, which freaked you out more because there were no windows in the room for someone to be peeping in.
So... who was watching you?
Turning to your other side, you screamed and almost punched the figure lying in your bed, but it caught your fist.
"Shhh, katyonak. Its me-" but Dimitri was cut off with a pillow hitting his face.
"What the hell are you doing here?!" You yelled at him, snatching your wrist away from his hand, but it only prompted to Dimitri pulling your whole body against himself.
"I missed you." He pouted, puckering his lips for a kiss but you smacked his lips back.
"After a day?!"
"Yeah. And then you said that you were taking your clothes off and well- I don't wanna miss a strip tease by you."
"You get enough strip teases at home, Dimitri. Go away, I don't wanna be near you for a week- you promised me that you would let me have a break for 7 days!"
"Yes. Not 7 nights. So, I'll be here to cuddle you and eat you out for 7 nights-"
"Stop being a perv, Dimitri!" You punched his back lightly, but he only snuggled closer to you. Eventually, you relaxed in his arms. He might be a jerk, but he's warm and not that you'd ever admit it, but you do sleep better when he hugs you.
"Y/n?"
"What?"
"When you said you missed walking around naked, you know you could do it at our home?"
"Dimitri, shut up."
"And i love you too, katyonak." He said, and you felt him kiss your forehead.
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𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐢 𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫?
a/n: hi everyone!! thank you so much for 1k likes across my works! i was in actual disbelief when i got that notif. i thank you all so much for the love. i dont rly do celebration posts and such but i still thank you all sm for it ( ˘͈ ᵕ ˘͈♡) i haven't had much chance to write this piece so its been sitting in the drafts for a little bit but!! i have a break coming up so im hoping to do some writing then. also this is not proofread so forgive me.
characters: rtte!hiccup x fem!reader
tags: angst, hurt/comfort, unrequited (?) pining, hiccup being angy, mentions of not eating and getting hurt, almost fainting, implied almost death (astrid), near death experience, fighting, blood (got wounded)
here's part 2: take a chance with me
The salty breeze wrapped around me like a comforting blanket, sounds of the waves crashing on the shore almost lulling me to sleep after such a long couple of days. Had it not been for the sweat rolling off me, or the ache in each movement, I would have no doubt fallen asleep.
"She almost died, [Name]!" his voice boomed, his gaze so piercing it had me pinned frozen in the clubhouse across from him.
"We had a plan and you didn't stick to it. Gods knows what would have happened if the rest of the team hadn't been there to clean up your mess," he looked at me, the disappointment so apparent in his eyes it burned through the protective barrier around my heart, "And now they got away with the Dragon Eye!" his hands banged on the table, the loud noise nearly scaring me half to death and causing me to jump in my spot.
Astrid almost died. Because of me.
My throat ached, feeling like it loathed with the body it was in, rejecting this emotion that coursed through my body so intensely. My eyes burned, so terribly that I had nearly convinced myself they were acid, all in an attempt to swallow down the emotions and hope to tuck them in a corner of my mind somewhere, never to be seen or felt again.
"Maybe I was a fool to think you were ready for this." he muttered under his breath, but I heard it so clearly and the rest of the riders did too.
The said blonde laid a hand on Hiccup's shoulder, silently asking him to take a breather and calm for a moment, but he only shook it off, the irritation still clearly running hot in his veins. He stormed off, hurriedly flying away with Toothless, not a single glance back at me.
Astrid only sighed, silently approaching me, and the rest of the gang stood motionless on the other side of the room. Even the twins were uncharacteristically quiet, which had unnerved me more than I had let on. She rubbed my shoulders, allowing me words of comfort but I hadn't heard any of it despite looking right at her.
I mumbled a few words before scurrying off, making a beeline for my hut and hoping to shroud myself in the four walls and indulge in isolation. I thanked Thor for a moment due to my hut being farther than the main base, giving me ample privacy.
My emotions had only caused me to hit the targets harder, to push myself further, until I was sure something like this wouldn't happen again. What if Hiccup was right?
My winged companion whined worriedly beside me but I was too far past the point of comprehension to even realize that I was littered in tiny cuts and bruises, and my limbs had ached for a while now. But I ignored it, not even close to being content with my progress in training.
I laid in my bed, nearly motionless for the past 24 hours. Not even the sound of multiple knocks and quips from the different riders, nor my stomach growling had given me any energy to move. All my windows had been shut, allowing little to no sunlight into the room. The darkness had allowed for me to continuously slip in and out of slumber, the time passing faster than I thought it was due to it.
By the third day, I had resorted to aggressively cleaning every inch of my house, not wanting to drown in the thoughts and providing myself with a distraction. I still hadn't opened the door but had at least opened a few windows to let in some light.
Hiccup coming to knock on my door almost had me stopping in my tracks, but I chose to tune him out, not wanting to deal with that whole situation at the moment. I needed time to process the emotions and think clearly and rationally before I could face him again. I needed to improve and be sure there's been a significant improvement before he can see me again.
It took me four days, four whole days, to allow the simmering emotions to bubble over and explode to whatever mess I had become now. On a random beach at another island, training like my life depended on it with virtually no one but my dragon as my witness, and it was comforting to say the least.
The guilt from Hiccup's words had hit me like a truck, the possible outcomes of my choices in the heat of the moment and how it had almost cost one of my closest friends' lives. It made frustration build up inside me with each missed blow, each kick, each strike.
I had gotten so absorbed in my own emotions that I didn't hear or even notice the multiple footsteps of unwanted guests on the same beach. All I heard was the violent roar of my dragon and I turned around to see one of the Dragon Hunters on the ground.
I readily hurried my stance, thanking the Gods I was already holding one of my weapons, and cursed to myself. 'Fuck how did they manage to sneak up on me? Was I really that distracted?'
My vision flit between the hunters as they slowly and carefully stepped towards me, their weapons glinting under the sun. I knew I was at a disadvantage, my bruised and battered body would not be able to out-fight all of them. So I have to be smart, and figure out a way to get out unscathed.
It was quiet as we only stared at each other. This was odd, I thought, why aren't they attacking? Before I could ask questions, a familiar voice caught my attention as he walked up from the ship and onto shore.
"Ryker." I spat. Gripping my weapon tightly, I glared at the man in front of me.
"Quite good timing that I catch you here alone, hm?" He smirked, crossing his arms as he looked down at me, "Take her and her dragon." He ordered, the men around him charging at me at once from all different directions.
Over my dead body, I thought, no way are they taking my dragon! "[D/N] let's go!" The sound of metals clashing and explosions were all I heard as I parried all oncoming attacks my way as best I could and so did my dragon.
Heavy breathing and heavy limbs were all I felt as I slowed and struggled to keep up with my enemies. In a moment of weakness, I felt a blade slash through my side. Warm blood quickly trickled down my hip as I screamed out in pain.
A loud roar was all I heard before seeing a big explosion and my enemies knocked unconscious onto the floor. My dragon wasted no time and hurriedly picked me up before flying away to return to the edge, narrowly missing the arrows being shot our way.
I breathed heavily, clutching my side with one hand in an attempt to stop the bleeding, and my other holding onto my dragon so I don't fall into the ocean. The ride had felt extremely long and I could feel myself slipping from reality as more blood poured from the wound.
Blearily, I looked around my surroundings as I felt myself being placed softly onto what smelt like grass. I barely recognized my hut in the near distance and the garden I was growing beside it as my dragon hurriedly grabbed medical supplies.
Thankfully he already knew which ones to grab from seeing me patch up the other riders over and over again, and brought over gauzes and pastes. I huffed and groaned, trying and dragged to prop myself on a nearby tree to properly dress my wound.
"[D/N], get me water... water please." I was feeling exhausted but I knew subconsciously that I couldn't fall asleep now, or it would create even more difficult consequences.
My winged friend quickly grabs and brings over a pail of water to me. Taking off my armor and lifting my shirt, which was already slashed through anyways, I assessed my wound and figured it hadn't gone deep enough to rupture any organs or I would have much worse symptoms.
While cleaning my wound, a soft thumping and pairs of footsteps sounded before they spoke. "[Name]? Where are you? What happened?"
I didn't speak, focusing on stitching myself up and not crying. [D/N] however quickly beckoned them over and they quickened their paces, soon surrounding me with their bodies. The riders were shocked upon seeing my state and Hiccup had briskly told all of them to turn away from me.
Familiar warm hands were placed on my arms, "[Name]," Hiccup spoke softly. My vision blurred and my throat tightened, making it harder to stop the tears from falling, "Let me help you with that. Please." His voice was small yet firm, a hint of pleading lying underneath. Yet it was still caring, and warm, and it filled the cracking crevices in my resolve as I pulled away to let him work.
"Astrid, refill the bucket. Fishlegs, grab me more gauze and paste. And get some of the stuff Gothi gave us." The two nodded, ambling away quietly as Hiccup diligently worked on my wound. "Ruffnut, Tuffnut, and Snotlout, grab one of her shirts and get her hut prepared." Surprisingly, there wasn't any complaints or jokes from the trio, only diligent nods and they went straight to work. Thus the only sound between us was the soft rustling of the trees in the wind, and my voice hissing at the pain of being stitched up.
"It was-" I gulped, trying to swallow down the burning feeling, "It was Ryker." Hiccup's hands stopped only for a moment and stayed quiet, so I took it as a sign to continue.
"He-He ambushed me. While I was on another island, training." I added, however the pain had teetered into being unbearable causing a whimper to escape my throat.
Luckily Hiccup had finished with the needle and moved onto wrapping it, an ever-present ache there but it was much better than the searing pain I had felt moments ago. Hiccup reached beside me and covered my chest with my torn shirt.
"I'm sorry."
I slowly blinked my eyes as I raised my head to take a good look at his face. His hair was disheveled, more than usual, and his under-eyes slightly darker. He had this seemingly perpetual small furrow in between his brows.
But his eyes were still that beautiful green that I had fallen in love with at first sight. One could argue that his slightly bloodshot eyes complimented the green but I couldn't feel much happiness knowing it was because he was losing sleep over me.
His voice was quiet, dripping with sorrow and regret and it had me pursing my lips, my heart feeling tight.
"I'm sorry I said those things. They were out of anger but they don't excuse how it had hurt you." he continued, his pinky carefully linking with mine. He was testing the waters, afraid I would push him away once more but to be honest, I was too tired to even formulate a response.
"Hiccup..." I whispered, softly curling my finger around his. He looked into my eyes, hesitant to hear what I would say.
"I'm tired." I breathed out. My eyes blinked often, already on the verge to dreamland. He nods wordlessly, picking me up with barely any effort it seems, and bringing me inside my hut. Thankfully it seems like the twins and Snotlout have already finished with cleaning up my place.
Hiccup helped me into the shirt they picked before tucking me into my bed. His hands were comforting, brushing away loose hairs from my face. But it was fleeting, much like most of his touches towards me. Like it burned him, or he was disgusted by it.
He makes sure I'm settled well but before he could get comfy on the edge of the bed beside me, Astrid's voice is heard through the door. "Hiccup?" she calls, and his head quickly whips to the direction of her.
A small frown creeps up onto my face yet thankfully Hiccup only thinks of it as caused by my injury when he turns back to look at me. He smiles, a little unsure and an unfamiliar emotion in his eyes, as he reaches out to tuck a stray hairs away from my face.
"Sleep well. I'll be right here." he murmured. I only heard the soft sound of wood creaking and warm, green eyes before falling asleep.
note: guys,,, i've been gone so long?? literally ive been so busy T-T also got friendzoned before the summer so that was great. ANYWAYS!! if u liked this, i would so love to hear ur thoughts. and!! there may or may not be a part two to this too hehe
#ˋ°•*⁀➷ books#ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ everything nice#httyd#httyd angst#httyd rtte#hiccup x reader#hiccup x you#race to the edge
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"You know you're mine, right?"
Pairing: Daryl Dixon × !Black Reader
Warning" Smut! Dirty talk, light slapping (ooh la la 😩)
A/N: Honestly im back In my daryl dixon slut Era and I won't apologize for it.
Summary: Daryl and a few others went on a run for supplies but came back with a few new faces. One of which had her lips against daryl's cheek...
"Where the hell are they?! It's been, " You checked the clock on the wall adjacent to the window you were currently peaking through the curtains of. "3 hours!! Oh my god, what if something happened?! See, I knew I should've gone. WHY DID I listen to Rick?!!" You huffed. Honestly, it hadn't been that long, but it felt like it. "Y/n girl, it's only been like maybe 45 mins tops." Rosita chuckled at your impatience. She knew how worrisome you got when it came to your family being out so long... especially a certain archer you've been dating for the past 4 yrs.
Before you could say anything the sound of the gates opening up caught your attention. "MOVE THATS THEM!!" you yelled pushing, but not trying to; Rosita out the way and opened the front door, jogging down the steps of your home to see who's coming through those big metal doors. Worry and anticipation crept through your body as you hoped to see everyone walk in safe and together. Thankfully that was the case but there were also new faces you didn't expect to see.
Two men, 2 women, 3 children all looking exhausted and scared. One however that wasn't included did not....your man, your archer daryl dixon.
He gave a half smile as he looked up seeing you waiting for him, you wanted to run and smother him with kisses but couldn't because he had a woman who was limping on his shoulder. Ah okay no biggie you thought...until
"T-thank you so much, we couldn't have made it without you 4." She smiled up at him and kissed him on the cheek. Daryl wasn't expecting such a form of gratitude and frankly...you wasn't either.
"Y-yeah yer welcome.." he mumbled. Daryl took a few steps not so subtle steps from her, but ms ma'am didn't take the hint.
"let me return the favor to you somehow-"
"I know you can return it by backing the fuck up from my man" you hissed with folded arms across your chest. The woman looked taken back and quickly returned the favor in question. Her hands were now in front of her. Daryl chuckled while shaking his head. "Sunshine..."
"we'll take them to the infirmary to get checked out and questioned," Michonne said with a smirk as she, Abraham, and Glenn took the others away.
Daryl wrapped an arm around your shoulders, kissed your head then tapped you on the ass silently telling you to follow him to your shared home. Once inside he shut the door with his foot. "Always so firey ain't cha baby" he drawled
"Only when I see a woman touching what's mine, from the root of your head down to the bottom of ya feet that's aaalll mine baby..now" You walked up to him pushing his crossbow off his shoulder then gently set it on the table nearby before jumping into his arms.
Daryl caught you in his big strong arms and slapped your ass with one hand. "M' all yours mama ain't gotta worry bout nobody taken me from ya" he kissed you softly on the lips. The kiss turned into more when you gripped the back of his head making him grunt. Daryl carried you over to the couch laying you down roughly.
He sat up to make quick work of taking off his shirt and undoing his jeans while you did the same with yours. You pulled him down to kiss him again and bite at his lip making him moan. "Fuck woman.."
"oh don't worry baby, im going to do just that" With a sly grin you pushed him against the couch to straddle him, hovering above his throbbing head just a little before sliding down slowly. You both moan in unison, he was so thick and you felt full every time. Your hips started rocking back and forth, the wetter you were the better it felt.
"who's dick is this Daryl?" he moaned and started bouncing on him. He gripped your hips grunting and moaning. "it's yours...fuck..yours..baby" he mumbled. You slapped him lightly. "can't hear you dixon..who's. dick. is. this." your hips moved faster, and moans were getting louder as that tightening feeling was coming.
"Dicks yours sunshine..take that dick..dirty fucking slut" Daryl slapped your ass then pulled you down into a rough kiss.
"Mmmmm yes..yes fuck baby i-IM CUMMING!!!" he held you close as you both came simultaneously. Heavy breathing came from the both of you, as he turned you over so he could lay down with you on top of him his dick still inside your pussy.
"See...had to..remind you who you belong to" You panted and kissed his chest then his neck. Daryl nodded as he lightly traced a pattern on your back, a smirk on his face.
"Still a lil fuzzy...might need another reminder"
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HOW DO YOU DRAW SO QUICKLY AGH
I swear every time I turn around you’ve posted another masterpiece I’m jealous you can draw so fast it takes me like 3 days at least for a piece lol
AHH i keep being asked this and im flattered yall think this?? ill take a bit to explain the choices that help with my speed and circumstantial stuff that helps a lot
obligatory YOU DON'T NEED TO DO THINGS FAST taking your time is good!! i just get bored easily so i like being done with things and moving on, but i'm very aware of the fact that social media rewards this and punishes inconsistency so i get it lol
long ass ramble under the cut lol
okay so things i deliberately do to draw fast-
i specifically have 2 distinct styles because i constantly have too many ideas, and most of them don't need to be several hour long illustrations so i try to pick my battles and go for a simpler more expressive style for shitposts/memes/etc and reserve my more detailed style for ideas that actually benefit from having that extra time and effort. ofc this won't work for everyone but i tend to have 50 styles at any given moment anyway so giving myself the freedom to switch between them has been really nice
not necessarily deliberate??? but theres no perfectionism in this house, which helps a lot so i don't spend ages fussing over minute details (im a perfectionist at heart but a lazy one LOL)
giving myself time deadlines is also really helpful, like "i have to finish the lineart im the next half an hour" has been really good for getting me to focus and get things done, even if i don't make the 'deadline'. i think generally being conscious of how i use my time is good
okay so circumstantial (?) things-
ALSO USE REFERENCES they help a lot!!! stumbling around trying to figure things out on your own is time consuming, don't be scared of using references!
this isn't a speed thing but i think it's important to note that i spend like ALL my free time drawing, probably to a ridiculous degree. i draw during my work break, i draw after work, on the weekend, speed is nothing in the face of time lol. im usually tired after work but im also stubborn so i try to push through and draw anyway (50/50 chance it works and i get something done or i just sit there in a daze wishing i was asleep LOL)
im also a dumbass who takes on way too much, i have a whole buncha zines and commissions constantly at all times cause i can never say no so i kinda just HAVE to be fast to keep up with everything. i don't recommend it but it's a thing ashdjfj
i also used to be on tiktok and for some god forsaken reason i spent like a solid few months consistently posting 3 times per day which burnt me out SO fast and i absolutely don't recommend but it definitely required speed lol
i will also say that as i draw more and feel more comfortable in my art it comes to me a lot more naturally, and i'm able to make decisions on the fly a lot easier
also okay so starr lore my dad used to be really against me drawing so i would have to sneak onto the computer when he was out of the house hahaha, this gave me anywhere from 30 mins to 2 hours per day to do whatever i wanted, so i had to quickly adapt to that and be super fast if i ever wanted to get anything done
again speed isnt the be all end all of anything, tbh most of this is just my brain working in weird ways that prefers the quicker pace so please don't compare yourself!!
okay long ass ramble over thanks for reading <3333
#ask box#wow that was long hahaha#i don't think this is particularly helpful so maybe don't take it as advice but it's an explanation#if you take anything from this tho please let it be that we all have different life circumstances#so don't compare yourself >:0
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more hlvrai x yume nikki au stuff!!!
this post is gonna have a lot more text than my usual posts. so sorry if you don't want that.
so people seemed to really like my idea (which is really unexpected !! i didn't expect it to gain any attention at all!!! but its also super awesome and im so glad they do!!) so ive been brainstorming a little bit.
heads up i know yume nikki is a very ambiguous game but im pretty new to it so if i happen to get any established information wrong please let me know !? ty !!
anyways. before we do the effects. please take some sprites.
(body horror ((multiple eyes, messed up limbs, gunshot sounds)) under the cut!!! pls stay safe !!! ) (also a huge lore dump. sorry!)
id think this au takes place in a universe where the resonance cascade was real (aka not a game or simulation) and it'd be like, maybe a few months after it. gordon is traumatized as hell and it haunts his subconscious to the point he feels the need to isolate himself completely. he relives his trauma through eerily consistent dream worlds and then dies on a random tuesday. credits roll. audience cheers. wonderful story.
the vision for the sprites is that tommy functions as a "friendly" npc (like monoko and the other girl i forget the name of please forgive me) and benrey functions as poniko, uboa being "xenrey" or essentially messed up alien benrey (the weird...white...blood....world...room...uboa takes you to when you interact with it is simply replaced by xen. that's it. benreys house is a direct gateway to that time gordon fought god and won and isn't that amazing.)
i might remake the "uboa" sprite in the future because i don't really like it right now. im very new to pixel art and imitating YMNK's style is a little hard.
i like to think this imaginary game would have the teensiest tiny bit of dialogue, only when interacting with benrey. when you interact with his "regular" form, he says "you're not supposed to be here." and repeats it every time you interact, not saying anything else.
i know one of the biggest things that makes yume nikki stand out is its lack of dialogue, but listen, i think it would work well!!! seeing as this is the only time a character actually talks to gordon through understandable dialogue (unless i come up with something else!! haha) i think it would be confusing and throw players off because it breaks the pattern of being either ignored or silently acknowledged. someone talking directly to you after hours of isolation is confusing and unpredictable. which is what benrey is. confusing as hell!
im not sure what function tommy would offer, if any, i kinda want him to maybe give gordon an effect (soda effect could work?)
i dont think he'd bring any jumpscares or intentionally unsettling things to the table. seeing as he was the only one by gordon's side when the rest of the team proved itself to be a threat, i think it's logical he'd remember tommy in a warmer light than the others- which is reflected in how instead of unsettling or ignoring gordom, dream tommy simply smiles and gives him the ability to drink a soda any time. soda effect.
does this soda effect make you see faster like tommy said?
as much as i'd love to, no. probably not. because i have no idea what the hell seeing faster means.
maybe you can get a caffeine overdose. if you spam 1 enough times you will get very fast for as long as the soda effect is on. like the bycicle effect, but better, because you can taste it!
but no, it won't help you see faster. i don't know how to translate that sentence into understandable english.
now, coomer and bubby!!!! i apologize very deeply for i have not made sprites for them yet. i promise i will!!! it's just very late today and if i draw anything else i will actually just pass out.
im not very sure what i want for them yet. i think theyd be similar to tommy, but they'd have different functions. maybe they all give gordon different effects. or maybe they scare him! i dunno, i feel like there'd be a certain level of distrust from gordon to the old guys, like, of course he doesn't hate them but itd be hard to remember them super kindly and harmlessly when one of them ruthlessly tried to murder you with 300 clones of himself and the other tricked you into an ambush that cost you your arm, as much as you love them.
also!!! i completely forgot gordon lost an arm when i made his sprite. oops. it's okay its just a very realistic prosthetic
anyways. this post is getting too long so i think I'll save the boomer talk for when i actually post their sprites. its time for EFFECTS !!
i haven't been able to come up with many words yet. but i have some effects and a slight idea of how gordon would earn them.
concept art is beautiful
from left to right (because my handwriting is absolutely hideous!)
SODA - earned by interacting with TOMMY. wherever tommy is??? i dunno! pressing 1 will make gordon drink the soda and earn a temporary speed boost.
CAR??? - part of me really wants to rename this one but it's so funny to me i want to keep it. it's just a car. he literally just whips out a car and starts driving. what a legend. this effect lets him get across water areas faster (even faster than the soda!)
LONG HAIR - literally just gives him long hair. there is no practical use for this. nothing will happen. it just gives him long hair. isnt he beautiful.
ARM - earned by interacting with a dismembered arm found... somewhere.... probably some dark room. you know that effect where madotsuki literally just becomes a head? yeah. this is that but it's an arm because of course it is. this is an opportunity and i will not give it up. there is no use for this either. it just makes him a slow sad lonely arm.
MINIGUN - found by interacting with a certain object in POTION !! WORLD !! YEAHHH!! DARNOLD REFERENCE !!! pressing 1 will let you shoot the hell out of your enemies and make them pay for their sins
SWEET VOICE - found by interacting with any of the orbs in COLOR WORLD. 1 will allow gordon to song a beautiful, colorful song that will soothe any npcs he might have angered and make them stop trying to murder him.
POWERLEGS - MAYBE given by coomer npc? idk! this is all brainstorming and a work in progress! 1 makes gordon jump real high, allowing him to reach otherwise unaccessible areas
GHOST - ghost. he's a ghost. he's transparent. he flies. 1 makes him do a little ooooo noise and all the npcs run away from him because the place is haunted. ghost.
GLASSES - literally just pick up some glasses from the floor. putting them on will uncover a few hidden details across the map that may be necessary for progress ... like a very small and specific set of stairs
SMALL - makes gordon very small. i thought the original effect was super fun so i just kept it unchanged. small gordon. he can clone himself and make a gordon army. small. im thinking he finds it thru a coomer clone that is abnormally small. he interacts. small effect. small!
SHORT HAIR - literally just short hair. gordon can't seem to pick a haircut!
UMBRELLA - ...umbrella. makes it rain. shelters gordon from the rain at the same time. can be used for the same purpose it has in yume nikki which is putting out fires or stopping pre-existing rain.
there's supposed to be more effects and i still need to plan all the worlds and hidden rooms but ........ maybe when the sun is out and i have slept and i can think better !!! let me know whatever suggestions or ideas you guys have. i love hearing them a lot ^_^ thank you if you read all of this!! i promise hlvrai animations are not over this is just an au that has temporarily taken over its okay my content is not changing to yume nikki hlvrai only
gordon no
2023.07.27
#hlvrai#yume nikki#body horror tw#hlvrai tommy#hlvrai benrey#hlvrai gordon#hlvrai coomer#hlvrai bubby#the last 2 r only mentioned im so sorry#ask to tag#hlvrai au#lots of text!!!#srry!!!#i am thinking
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for the title ask game: We Were Gods (we were kids)
I want to hear more about that one, that's a riveting title! :eyes:
Ahhh yes, so originally this fic was inspired by the song Battle Cries by The Amazing Devil. It's a duet and like a divorce song? "This isn't a break-up, dearheart, it's a season finale!" I got the title from the lyrics where one part sings the line "We were gods" and then the other part echoes it with "We were kids" and that's just *chefs kiss* perfect fanfic title thank you TAD <333
The premise was childhood friends to estranged almost lovers to supers fighting on opposite sides to reluctant allies to (finally) lovers. And it was going to be a parkner fic (peter parker/harley keener). It was going to be an epic slow burn spanning nearly their whole lives.
Then I thought why not pry it out of its fanfic foundation and stand it on its own as an original concept? Harley is essentially my OC and Peter could be shaped into an OC too and the plot I had in mind had hardly any of the source material in it so why not? I'd just tweak some names, create my own super powers and aliens and then boom! Book!
Didn't work 🙃 I wrote a 110k draft and got to the end and was like wow this sucks. I half-assed the world building and tried to hang onto plot devices that just don't work outside the mcu (they don't even work within the mcu but I digress) SO now we're back to square one: making it a fanfic. Except it's not really square one because I have 110k that I need to snip and prune and repot back into a fic.
Actually it's more like 85k bc I have to re-write the beginning since I ended up keeping that part for my book, but the rest just needs reworked into something I like with the characters that we know and love plugged back in. It's going to be a massive revision project but not any more difficult than writing the thing lol
But anyway! It's going to feature super villain!Harley which I am very excited about. He is sooooo tortured in this one and Peter has the shittest luck in the whole world <333
I don't have a good excerpt to share so here is the high-level outline for part one!
Part 1: Childhood
Peter’s parents die in a plane crash. He moves to Rose Hill to live with Uncle Ben and Aunt May and meets Harley
Harley has his hands full with… his dad just walked out. He wasn’t abusive. It was just shocking and all at once. They thought something terrible happened, but after they report him missing Scotty at the corner store stops by and says he sold him scratchers. Then a few hours later the sheriff stops over with his hat in his hands and tells them his truck was found in the lot at the airport in Nashville. “Let him go,” Mama says. “Don’t want no man who don’t wanna be around. Let ‘im go.” And that was the end of that.
Peter arrives while Harley is getting used to being the only one home after school. Abbie’s off with Mrs. Farley in town while Mama works, so it’s just him most days ‘til Mama gets home around 5.
Starts hanging out with the Parkers. They keep him ‘round for dinner. Scares Mama the first time bc he didn’t ask ahead and wasn’t home when she got there. She demands to meet them.
They get on great and once they learn of her newly single situation they offer to watch Harley in the afternoons until she gets home from work. No need for payment or thank yous—it just so happens that Peter could really use a friend right now and they’ve been getting along so well.
So it begins. No creek. No pokemon. Peter and Aunt May clash like the dickens, but Uncle Ben is always cool and rational and settles things before they go too far. It’s nice.
Peter is obsessed with planes and tracking flights and researching news of lost flights, crashes, etc. Huge fear of flying, but not of heights. This fear stays with him, even when Harley turns into a flying superhero.
EJ is Harley’s bully. Harley is a talkative little nerd with a stutter and a penchant for mathematics. He attracts the mean types and Peter has a loud bark and never has had the good sense to back down from a fight. The shared battles cement them together.
After being blindsided by his dad leaving, Harley had to reevaluate everything he thought about family. Family is no longer who you get along with, despite differences. It’s no longer who you put on a smile for. It’s who you can disagree with and still hug and laugh with at the end of the day. It’s refreshing that he always knows where he stands with the Parkers. They have big feelings and they don’t bury them, but they’re solid. They’re dependable. They’re there.
Then the Parkers move to New York and leave Harley behind and his theory on what makes a family falls apart all over again.
#we were gods (we were kids)#wwg(wwk)#<-can't remember which tag i was using oh well#ask games#parkner#this is the original blue like don't forget about me draft if you were curious haha
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This blog has been dead lately 👁👄👁
Are you looking for questions?? If so here you go! 10 questions👍
How much do you love your brother?
2. Are any of the bad sans clingy sometimes?
3. I remember you telling me that dust is at the same ticklish level as you soo if both of you went into a tickle fight who would lose ?
4. Has anyone ever jump scared you before?
5. If you were to tickle one of the murder time trio in front of everyone who would it be?
6. Why is Dust Killer's main target whenever it come tickling?
7. If you kiss error on the cheek how would he react?
8. Give everybody you love a hug
9. Ask your loved one if he want a hug then if he says yes trick him and start tickling him!
10. What do you prefer to be called?
Im done writing questions😭 okay have nice a day byee!!
( oh wow that's a lot-
And yes my ask box is always empty 🥲 )
1.
NM: I don't really know, we're on better terms since the truce but we still need to work on a few things, so I guess maybe 6 out of ten ? I don't hate him but it's not love either, it's more like... I appreciate him
2.
NM: yes, especially Killer, since he gets bored easly when he's alone he often chose someone to stay with for the day and doesn't let them go
3.
NM: Dust would definitely lose and the simple reason to that is because I have tentacles and he wouldn't be able to concentrate enough to use his blue magic on me
4.
NM: Every. F#cking. Day. With these idiots living in my castle. I litterally can't catch a break.
5.
NM: I guess Killer because he seems to be very immune to embarrassment so he probably wouldn't even mind
6.
NM: because Dust has the funniest reaction, he's the most ticklish out of the three and since they're mostly always together he's the most accessible
7.
NM: blush a little and smile I guess, we worked a lot on his aphephobia, he doesn't have any problem touching me anymore, it's still complicated with the others tho
8.
NM: okay here's how it went:
- Error hugged me back
- Hate was very confused
- Killer slapped my ass so I slapped his
- Dust didn't do anything at first but ended up hugging me back
- Horror hugged me back and didn't let go for an entire hour because he thought I was sad
9.
NM: oh God okay here's how it went:
I hugged Error and when he hugged me back I tickled his ribs, of course he yelled because he wasn't expecting that, and that's when I regretted it: he pushed me and tied me in his strings before tickling me in return
10.
NM: Nightmare ? I mean- just call me by my name ?? You can also call me your majesty tho
#don't want to see my post ? block me !#ask#danineedshelp#tickles#undertale au tickle#ticklish nightmare sans#nightmare sans#dreamtale tickle#dreamtale#undertale tickle#killer sans#horror sans#error sans#dust sans#ticklish dust sans#ticklish killer sans
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JEAN WOULD FIT THE OTHER GUYYYY HAVE U SEEN THE FANART OF THEM IN THE SCREAM AU
Type in ‘eren and jean scream fanart’ on Pinterest they look so hotttt !!!!!!!
Imagine Eren just killing people close to her, making her extremely scared and vulnerable... He would be so obsessed with her; he stalks her everywhere she goes, watches everything she does meticulously. He would watch her through her bedroom window, regardless if what she is doing is mundane and monotonous, he just loves watching her. He watches until she falls asleep, and of course, once she’s asleep, he’s breaking in and touching her, watching her angelic features up close. He steals her panties and often thinks about making a shrine dedicated to stuff he’s taken, such as her hair ties, panties (ofc), lipstick, bitten apple, toothbrush. You name it, he’s got it :///
It’s unusual for such crimes, severe as killing, to have taken place in their small, friendly town. He would see that she’s hardly able to focus in school, frantic about the recent killings and it would make him genuinely happy. He loves seeing her weak and vulnerable. He is probably the only danger/threat in his town but that doesn’t stop him from watching her walking home everyday and making sure she got home safely. She’s sweet, shy and naive. He has to protect her by killing those who are only out to get her. He has the perfect facade; he is chivalrous, good-looking, smart, every girl has a crush on him and every guy wants to be him. No one would ever suspect or blame him for his vile killings…
Plsss I’m sorry for writing so much I just love the concept of slasher!eren😭
OH MY GOD?!?!??!?!!? THIS IS SO FUCKING HOT AND LITERALLY PERFECT LIKE WTF IM ON MY KNEES RN!!!!😩🥵🥵🥵
Erejean killer au🤰🏻🤰🏻🤰🏻🤰🏻🤰🏻🤰🏻
Also, im so so sorry for the super late answers😭 i been overloaded w shit over the past few days & didn't have the energy to answer everything in my inbox🥲 But now im back!!
Omfg..... EVERYTHING you wrote is just... *chef's kiss* and exactly how I would write it, no lie.
Not only would he kill people he thinks would possibly harm you, but he would kill all people who would get in the way of you and him.
Imagine– you two are friends at university. He's just as you described. Chivalrous, good-looking, smart, active, well-built, and just overall drop dead gorgeous. There's no one you know of who wouldn't want him.
So whenever he insists you be partners during class projects in the classes you two share, you're shocked. Because the Eren Jaeger wants to pair up and work with you? Be with you after school hours to study and even just... hang out??? He even does so with that charming smile of his, and you can't help but blush and look away from this gorgeous man.
He even walks you home. Starts giving you lingering touches that make your cheeks heat up so much you playfully push him away and mess around. You even go over to his house to just hang out sometimes. Stay away from the second floor
And when those killings start popping up on the news?? God, you're so scared. But it's okay. Because you have a good, good friend who's always there to watch over you and keep you safe...... right?
Pls, NEVER apologize for dropping such greatness in my inbox!! I absolutely love asks like these!! Leave more whenever u can🥰
#...... right??????😥#man i love this ask sm... amazing fuel for my next fic😁#thank u anon😌#eren jaeger x reader#yandere eren jaeger#yandere eren yeager#yandere eren x reader#eren drabble#yandere eren jaeger x reader#Gina's inbox ☆#Gina's lovely anons♡#jean kirstein
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you and eddie had been talking for a few weeks. had been hanging out for a few weeks. had been teasing each other for a few weeks too.
hanging out in his trailer and talking about shit was something that both of you were starting to get used to for the past weeks. It's was really nice actually, eddie was funny and you laugh a lot, so it was the perfect combination.
Neither you or him know how, or when this started, but now after every practice with the squad you wait at the end of the street and he picks you up in the van and you two head out to his place.
Like today.
The practice took place outside because of the sunny weather that landed on Hawkins. The rest of the girls didn't want to waste the good weather that is unusual in town so for the past two hours the sun was burning your scalp and laughing at you while you tried to do the tricks. It was awful.
But the awful-ness ended the moment you saw that van park a few steps away from you, so with a quick "goodbye" to the girls, the day for your cheerleader personality ended.
Forcing your legs to work one more time, you head out to where he was.
"Hey you" is the first thing you heard the moment you sit in the passengers seat.
"Hey you" you reply out of breath. "I think i could die, like, right now"
"I told you, quit" eddie says and start to drive.
"Shut up, im not going to quit" You say and look through the window the path that you know from memory. " It wasn't that bad " It was. "My entire body is burning tho, it's like i have the sun inside of me"
"I can see, your face is all red kiddo" eddie says and your face gets even more red at the pet name. He was just one year older than you.
"Drive and shut up eddie" and he laughs, like he always do.
After a fifteen minute drive, you two get finally at his trailer. The smell of weed and coffee invade your nose at the very enter.
You follow eddie into his bedroom and you die in his bed, the smell of him hugging your body. You felt him sitting next to you.
"Do you think i have a heat stroke?" You ask and he touch your face with his palm, furrowed brows. "I feel like i have one" you mumble and put your legs on his lap, your skirt lifting up to your thighs.
With his hand still finding a clue of fever, you saw him look at your skirt and swallow. "No, you're okay" he says and look away, resting his hands on your legs "You want some water tho? i think i have cold water on the fridge"
One fun fact about eddie is that he loved that skirt. Maybe it was some kind of kink or something, but seeing you in that little skirt was getting him feeling things that maybe he shouldn't.
You shake your head and close your eyes "I just need to rest a little"
The silence invade the room. You can heard how eddie's breath slow down and so do yours. You felt his hand stroking a portion of your legs, up and down and slowly.
He doesn't have the softest hands in the world of course, he is a guitarist, but something about the way he is touching you is so gentle and soft and makes your breathing hard.
The moment feels so intimate that you are scared of doing anything that could broke this bubble. Moments like this never happens if you and Eddie are in a room, usually the silence doesn't exist when you are together, so this was new.
You open your eyes a little bit just to see an eddie with closed eyes, looking like almost sleeping, his shirt moving everytime he touch your leg.
Your skirt was lifted up, the tiny green short was visible to everybody and the elastic of the waist was hugging your ribs.
Eddie started to guide his hands up, slowly and not wanting to temp his luck, but God he was having trouble with being slowly when all he ever wanted was kiss that legs of yours.
"Fuck you" you mumble and he opened his eyes to look at you.
"Are you talking to me baby?" he says with a smirk, but he never stop his movements, going up and up until his hand touched your thighs. You sat down.
"Yes, i am talking to you, baby" he squeezed your thigh, and you saw his face. You never had been with eddie in a situation with this level of intimacy but read him was always so easy when it comes to you. He was warning you and you never wanted more to cross that line.
Say that both of you weren't teasing each other for the past days is saying a lie, but it was little things like you catching him staring at your chest or legs when the wind hits your skirt, or you watching his abdomen when he lifts his arms to grab something of the shelf. Little innocents things that everybody does.
He gets you back into reality when grabbed your legs and gets you closer, face to face, almost sitting you in his lap.
"I'm not an animal baby but when it comes to you im afraid i will not be able to control me" he says in a low voice, his breath caressing your lips as each word was uttered "So if you don't want this, tell me now because you know that i do want you"
The room wasn't silence anymore. The hands on your legs were still there, almost waiting for a green light to continue with their exploration over your body. He was staring at you, staring at your eyes, at your eyelashes, at the tiny mold that you have in your cheek and he secretly adores, at your lips. He saw you like he ever did.
The sun peeked through the window, where the curtains didn't cover, almost like waiting for a response too.
You took his hand and move them between your thighs, closer. That was enough responde to eddie.
He grabbed you by the waist and sat you down in his lap, putting away the hair from your face. The tension was like a bomb that could explode at any minute.
And it certainly did when his lips met yours.
The gentleness was put aside, the kiss was hungry and rough, his lips were tasting yours with ferocity.
” Fuck, you'd been always so sweet? "
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i wrote this in 20 minutes because i was bored so don't take it to seriously. Better fics coming soon !
#eddie munson#eddie munson x you#eddie munson x reader#eddie munson imagine#eddiemunson x y/n#eddie stranger things#eddie x reader#stranger things#stranger things 4
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SO- Life update (no trigger or even neg, just general shit) because I also use this blog to ramble.
My dad retiried from the airforce (whoo) so ive spent like the past 4 days surrounded by no less than 6 people at any given moment.
I have a semi pro camera but found out the hard way my batteries expired when it DIED mid ceremony.
BUT I had some lovely talks with a ton of people and hung out with the neighbor couple and their 4 month old (she got fussy so they had to leave early and I made it my personal mission to set aside some of the cake (vanilla w/ grape jam- honestly 11/10) for them later)
After party had chickfila, I accidently scared a lady so much she threw her wine onto the wall (que like 6 adults + my dad trying to get it off before my step mom noticed, all in good fun though)
I finally managed to escape and my sister congratulated me (My aunt stole my room so im currently banished to the giant beanbag in my sisters since we couldnt find the air mattress) so I basically passed out.
But not before enjoying update texts from the dnd group (since this was legit the first time i missed a session) my other friend played my character and went "I had Kamari call someone an uncivilzed bitch and then you god drunk off your ass and fell asleep in a barrell" which 10/10 charertization.
That passed and I woke up today and basically ended up sleeping 99% of the day away until my aunt was like "Hey you wanna go to H-mart"? which was "Hey can you drive me and your sister to H-mart and I buy you shit"?
We got a shit load of snacks and spent a half hour googling if Takoyaki chips used actual octopus (im allergic) but we came to the conclusion 89% chance they dont, and if they do I can sue (jk).
One of the best parts though where these tiny bean paste cakes with rice paper wrapping that kinda stuck to your teeth. The matcha ones?? 10/10 love them. But I also got some red bean jam ones that had coloful wrapping.
They were HORRID.
Come to find out they also had a giant warning label for ARSENIC, LEAD, AND FUCKING C A D M I U M.
S O- We threw them away pretty soon after and enjoyed some lychee gummies. Now i'm in my room because I forgot I had a massive forensic science vocab quiz due in two hours (as im writing this) and its the difference between me finishing the class w/ an B or a C (not my best work tbh)
ANYWAYS- Thats been my week, also cuz I missed dnd there will be no "Part whatever the fuck" of my marauders quotes, but I did get a few bangers from drunk military guys at the party ill be sure to share once I have more.
(Here is the bean paste)
#sunny rambles#rants and rambles#where tf is my tag??#sunny rants and rambles#sunnys rants and rambles#gee thanks tumblr#life update#college life#avoiding work lol
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CAP I FORGOT TO READ CHAPTER 73.
I WROTE SHIT ABOTU IT HERE YOU GO IT'S MOSTLY JUST ME FREAKING OTU
SPOILERS BELOW AND ALL THAT
Balad to cap
Ok so why didn’t i ever read chapter 73. I forgot about it? I have zero clue why that happened.
Its a very fun chapter too, it feels quite chill and is a good transition alongside tying up loose ends
I’m glad it talks about Alya being like “why tf are they over there”
God I’m still so curious about the seeds planted of clues for Juleka’s identity, plus idk why but I’m still 90% certain adrien will randomly find out
I know he won’t but my brain is convinced
Help genderfluid Anarka i love her to pieces she’s such a terror (and i adore when you make her speak in a scottish accent, it’s so dear to me)
Interesting.. Luka teaches Kim guitar? I’m curious about Luka’s totally normal life aside from the furry for a sister, he tries so hard…
Oh.
Now thats an interesting tidbit
Luka can tell how in her own head Juleka is? Very intriguing for him to call them delusions… I wonder how different pieces of this fic would be if they were from another perspective, especially the sheer level of danger the characters are in and how monstrous Juleka sees herself vs the reality of her protecting herself
My thoughts are going to when she Prince Shining (that was his name right?) It’s one of my favorite original Akumas behind Wicket Witch and Little Red (which I am realising now is because of the background to them… Akuma hit harder when there is a buildup, huh. Something to keep in mind for my own writing.) That was fun to see, how worried the class was vs how confused that made Juleka
How people perceive others and myself has always been interesting to me, so this is right up my alley
Back to Luka
Oh curious, of course Luka would want to protect Juleka… I wonder if Marinette will try to make him a holder as well, I’m not sure if that secret identity would last the hour to be honest
The fact that we still don’t have much model Juleka content (aside from a piece of art you did a few years ago, or maybe that was someone else) makes me feel crazy! It’s an aspect of her that I’m really curious to see how you write it
I’ve got fun concepts for her in my own shit, and ANYWAY! Ui brought it up because Anarka was talking about sending Juleka there.
Sorry, I’m both making notes on like 2 pieces of writing, writing 2 different scenes in totally different chapters and writing this and reading chapter 73 and cooking dinner. Can you tell I am diagnosed with ADHD?
Woohoo for Fei saving people
Fei being scared and unsettled by Juleka is so funny help-
Aww, Juleka giving Fei interview practice is adorable
I need to reread at some point to see if we get to see how marinette sees Juleka compared to Panthera (hey, it’s me being obsessed with how people perceive others again, tbh that’s prolly why I am so excited to write my miraculous thing, there are some… extra layers that should make it funny)
Sure you dont have a concussion Juleka, like I’ll believe that
MODEL LORE?? AUWG>/?
WOOO
MODEL SHIT IS HAPPENING I TAKE BACK ALL MY IMPATIENCE CAP I APOLOGISE
AND HER DRESS IS BASED OFF OF DUSSUU OR HOWEVER YOU SPELL IT???
CRAY=ZY.
HOYL SHIT]I THOUGT]F
ROSE WAS BEING A SAP. ACCEPTABLE.
BUT.
SO YOU DO WORK WITH THE HEORES>545FRUNEIODWS
DUED
Oh my god if eel insane
Help
Not Juleka slagging off herself to Rose she is so insane
Wait
WHAT.
GABRIEL HAS TRIED TO AKUMATISE JULEKA A LOT? HOLY SHIT
This chapter is full of revaltions
Insane about everything her what the fuck
this is mostly me freakign out, sozzles its also really short. time for chapter 74!
this was a really good chapter i feel insane that i forgot to read it
YAYYYYY IM SO GLAD YOU ENJOYED!!!!!
i wanted to set up the mood for season 3- i hope it makes you excited!!!!!
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OKAY SO
c!DocM77 FANLORE
Warning: This massive fucking wall of text contains discussion of war, violence, seperation from one's family, implied/assumed child death, implied death overall, Entire Villages Burning Down, explosions and people injured in explosions, mild gore if your imagination is vivid though i tried not to describe it too gruesomely, a bit of internalized ableism regarding large injuries prosthetic use, and ✨PTSD symptoms✨! Proceed with caution, fellow blockmen enjoyers.
doc lived a majority of his life in a simple little village in a distant server, working on mechanical projects and tinkering for people. he's very autistic and very undiagnosed.
asp he met a lovely individual- an eagle avian- and they had a kid, that kid being doccy
doc still remembers the way his heart /soared/ when doccy took their first wobbly steps, a few hours after birth
he can also still remember how about a w33k later his heart sank when he saw his name on the draft list
his child isn't even a full 7 days old and he's already being told he's going to war, to fight for a government that's never done a god damn thing for him
he can't say no. he has literally no choice, so his community, who he's all close with, swears to him that they'll make sure his child knows they're loved- that their papa is away for a while but that he'll be back
he's just a regular foot soldier, and that's fine by him. he frequently ALMOST gets in trouble for fucking with machines he doesnt have the authority to be messing with
keyword almost because they always realize 'ah. hes fixed the crucial flaw we couldnt figure out.'
one day he's out on the field being Actively Shot At, and a machine nearby breaks down
it provides excellent cover so he runs to go fix it
and forgets that the fuel tank being shot is also a risk
the fuel tank is shot and the machine fucking explodes
it takes hours for anyone to find him, and when he is found, he's damn near dead already. the left side of his face has been practically flayed off by a piece of metal, and his right arm is just... fucking mangled
they bring him to the triage tent, blah blah blah have to amputate his arm + remove his absolutely brutalized eye
so when they send him home- he is far too damaged to fight- and he finds his cozy little village practically incinerated, still smouldering, corpses everywhere,
he cant even be surprised
but his heart shatters when he finds the little butterfly plushie that his neighbour made for doccy
he wanders, pretty much fucking entirely dissociated, for days on end, until a group of vagrants picks him up. he's so dead silent they assume he's a mute [doc having verbal shutdowns as a result of stress so real]
the first thing he says after Several days,
is his child's name, clutching that little plush butterfly in trembling hands
someone can tell he's grieving, and coaxes him into talking abt his kid
and then someone interrupts halfway with
HOLY SHIT WE MET THAT KID???
and doc very rapidly goes from being almost too quiet to hear,
to extremely loudly stating that THEY WILL HELP HIM FIND HIS FUCKING KID.
now, doccy's not even 3 months old yet
theyre just so fucking lost and confused and scared. they joined the first group of people they could, thinking in 2.75monthold logic that 'everyone ive ever met is papa's friend. i have now met these people. they must be papa's friends. im staying with them now'
when doc and doccy find eachother again he just breaks down sobbing, and the moment doc can, he gets the FUCK off of that server and takes doccy with him
he jailbreaks his comm to ignore whitelist functions, private server protections, etc., and server hops relentlessly until he can find a safe place to stay- which is how he comes across hermitcraft, around early S3
the moment he's on server he's being absolutely swarmed by hermits wanting to know who he is, what he wants, how he fuckin got in
and he's entirely ready to fight all these people off and get the hell out
but then someone spots doccy and everyone immediately pauses
and they start to notice the way doc's entire posture reads as someone with no intent to harm
they see the wild, yet unfocused look in his eye, how fresh his scars clearly are, how clumsily he weilds his prosthetic arm
they take stock of how every time he moves, it is to achieve one if thr33 things:
making himself look bigger
k33ping the hermits away from him
k33ping doccy close to him
they all pretty quickly realize 'this guy n33ds somewhere safe to live'
keralis lets Doc stay in his home while he settles in. eventually he moves out,
into a literal hole a little ways away
and from then on, it's history, they all lived happily ever after*
*doc has major ptsd. there are some days where the idea of being too far from doccy terrifies him. he struggles with his prosthetic for ages before he says 'fuck it' and builds his cybernetics. some days he regrets that decision, as he would like nothing more than to strip the metal from his body. some days he would rather be incomplete, than a twisted amalgam of man and machine.
the first time he hears any talk of war on the server, he panics, and tries to leave. they have to explain to him that 'war' just means 'we get silly'.
he struggles to bond closely with the hermits. some nights he dreams of tragedy. he dreams that he finds his new home scorched into nothing.
but that is what it is. home.
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OKAY THATS MY DOC LORE. hehehehhehehehe. bluie ik ur in a state where long sends are A Lot so dont worry abt trying to get to this, just take care of yourself, alright?
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#again IM SO SORRY FOR NOT RESPONDING#BUT PLEADE PLEASE KNOW I READ ALL THIS AND WOWOWOWOWOWOW YOURE SO GOOD FOR THIS#long post#read its warnings at the top ples
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