#i like it being tilted! i dont think ive seen that before
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ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ - ᴍᴀᴛᴛ ꜱᴛᴜʀɴɪᴏʟᴏ
summary: you're staying at your best friend's house, the sturniolos, for the weekend, until one night you can't sleep, so you decide to go for a dip in the hot tub.. but matt's already there.
contains: smut, virgin!matt, teasing, hot tub sex, semi-public?
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i roll over in bed, the clock on the wall reads, 11:57pm. i've been lying here for 3 hours with my eyes shut, but im too energised, i mean, the sturniolos and i have had a crazy few days, resulting in me staying the weekend.
i hoist myself up out of bed, flicking on the lamp as i dig through my tote bag for a small bikini, afterall its almost midnight, none of them would be in the hot tub at this time.
i open my bedroom door, tiptoeing past chris, nick and matts room down the stairs.
i creak open the backdoor, stepping out into the icy air which hits my barely covered body. i turn the corner to the hottub,
matt's sitting inside, his head tilted back, his eyes shut.
hes shirtless, wearing nothing but swim shorts. he doesnt notice me yet, but im just kind of.. admiring him?
the way he looks tonight is just different, ive known him for a few years but ive never felt like this towards him.
"matt?" i ask softly, being careful not startle him.
his eyes open slowly, looking up at me.
his cheeks instantly flush red, he opens his mouth to speak but nothing comes out. "can i come.. in?" i ask, my eyebrows furrowing as matt just looks me up and down.
he quickly runs a hand through his hair before nodding "yeah yeah!" he says frantically.
i climb in next to him, matt just looks straight ahead. "are you alright?" i ask, adjusting the strap to my bikini top.
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we've been talking and laughing for about 15 minutes, matt's still been nervous.
"and my friend, lana, she went for a job interview and came out of it with the job all because she blowed the manager off" i laugh, my straps accidentally slipping down again teasingly.
matt looks down at his lap before shifting uncomfortably, he clears his throat. my eyes dart down, its hard to see through the water, but matts got an obvious tent in his shorts.
"im sorry.." matt mumbles out in a whisper.
"why do ya think thats happened?" i ask casually, my hand dipping underwater and grazing his thigh.
matt stays silent, he looks horrified with himself.
"im so sorry just give me five minutes in the bathroom i can come right back-" matt rambles but i cut him off but straddling his lap.
matts breath hitches in his throat "oh-"
"do you think you got hard from.. me?" i say seductively, looking down at him.
"i'm sorry." matt says, his eyes fixated on my chest.
"was it from.. these straps?" i say, pulling down the straps on my bikini.
matt nods nervously,
"you can take them off if you want, i mean we are alone." i whisper.
matt reaches his hand out from the hot water, pulling off my bikini top, his tongue slides out of his mouth to dampen his lips as his cheeks go a dark red.
"why are you so scared matt, its not like youve never seen tits before" i joke, but matt tenses under me.
"matt..?" i say, dragging out the 'a'.
"uh.. i'm a virgin so.." matt says, his voice barely audible.
my eyebrows raise, a silence fills the night air.
"i know, we don't have to do anything.. i dont want to make you.. teach me?" matt rambles again, i cup his cheeks and pull him into a gentle kiss, shutting him up.
"you ramble when you're nervous.." i say, toying with the strings of his shorts, i get off his lap and sit next to him. the water is still and clear, illuminated by a blue led light.
i tug at the waistband of his shorts, revealing a small section of his base.
"oh fuck." matt quietly whimpers out.
“i’ll take it gently okay?” i assure him before pulling down his swim shorts,
i never knew matt was this big.
my cheeks flush as i climb back onto his lap, sitting just on his thighs as his dick rests on my stomach. i put my hands on matt’s damp shoulders before hovering just above his tip.
“please..” matt says, his voice hoarse
“please what?” i tease, pulling off my small bikini bottoms and discarding them somewhere in the water.
matt grips my waist, his hands firm against my skin. “please ride me..” matt says, clearly embarrassed.
i slowly sink down onto him, the warm water sloshing around us. matt’s grip on my waist tightens as he lets out pathetic noises.
“you- you okay?” i ask, burying my head on his shoulder as i slowly start to bounce up and down.
“i’m-..” matt struggles to speak, i let out a soft laugh.
“you don’t have to answer now sweetheart.” i whisper into his hair, picking up the pace.
it’s only been a few minutes, but i can tell matt’s close, his fingers are digging into me so harshly i know i’ll have bruises tomorrow.
his groans fill the night air, along with small splashes coming from the water. i clench around him, “i’m so close..” i warn, the knot in my stomach snaps as i orgasm around him, i feel matt tense so i quickly pull off of him, stroking him as he paints my hands with white.
“oh my god.. fuck” matt says, squeezing his eyes shut, he reaches out a hand and grabs my shoulder for support.
i run my thumb over his already sensitive tip, earning a gentle moan from matt. i pull up his swim shorts slowly.
“shit..” matt says, his eyes peeling open slowly.
“you okay?” i ask again, tying up my bikini.
“i’m-.. really good?” matt says, rubbing his eyes.
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after a few minutes of talking and joking around, i stand up, climbing out of the hot tub onto the cold deck.
“same time tomorrow?” i smile jokingly back at matt.
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was a full task to bring myself to finish this 😭😭 hope y’all like it though
I also genuinely can’t tell if it chris or matt in the first picture by the title, but you get the point
#chris sturniolo#matt sturniolo#nick sturniolo#sturniolo#sturniolo triplets#sturniolo smut#matt sturniolo x reader#sturniolo x reader#chris sturniolo x reader#sturniolo fanfic
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hi hi !! could you write an ANGST with Dottore and Zhongli where we break up with them? maybe in dottore we break up because we can't bear(?) his experiments anymore and in Zhongli one we feel not enough/that he loves someone else (maybe Guizhong?)
Gn reader or Fem!reader(if u write for fem. sorry if u do not,i couldnt find rules and im really really sorry ! :( ... )
p.s will there be To love another 3rd part? it's my fav fanfic ever !!
love your work ♡♡
hihihi i know this is like super late but this prompt is literally so good 😭 also im thinking of writing another part to that fic, but i just dont know where to take it so ive been procrastinating haha
dottore’s part is kinda ooc bcs let’s be real if he’s that whipped for reader he wouldn’t let them break up with him, but im going to pretend that he’s not as much of a red flag as he actually is 🤭🤭
༊*·˚ 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊 𝐈𝐓 𝐎𝐅𝐅
Pairing: Dottore x GN!reader, Zhongli x GN!reader (separate)
Content: Angst, no comfort. Mentions of canon typical violence, assumed past Guizhong x Zhongli
DOTTORE
“It seems my beloved has finally thought to visit me.”
You cringed from the overpowering metallic scent as you stepped into your boyfriend’s laboratory, trying hard not to look at the borderline gruesome sights on the clinical beds.
Dottore cleaned the blood off a bone saw he was holding, setting the instrument down carefully before walking towards you - eyes lit up, but holding a gleam different to the maniacal one he usually possessed.
“How was your day, my love?” His voice was humorous. He seemed to be in a good mood, humming lightly while opening the door for you.
“It was fine.” You sighed as you felt the weight of Dottore’s harbinger coat settle across your shoulders, registering the touch of his hand as he pulled you into him and away from the Snezhnayan cold.
“Has that coworker of yours still been bothering you?”
“… Don’t try pretending.”
“Whatever could you be talking about?” The Doctor’s grip on you tightened.
“I wouldn’t wish death on anyone, even if they annoyed me to that extent.” You sighed, finally tilting your head to stare into the planes of your lover’s mask.
“Oh, they’re not dead. Rather, they’ve been subject to some biological modifications of an experimental kind - would you like to see?”
You gritted your teeth.
“I’m hungry, don’t make me lose my appetite.”
“Good thing I have a nice place booked for dinner, my love.”
His compliance was almost uncanny.
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Normal couples gazed affectionately into each other’s eyes over meat and wine, fingers fondly interlaced over the dining table. And yet, you couldn’t bring yourself to return Dottore’s adoring scarlet gaze, and his hold on your hand felt more like a death trap.
“Is the food to your liking?” He asked. He hadn’t touched any of the vegetables on his plate, only biting into the steak.
“Yes. You should eat greens, too.” You commented.
“Mm. Why don’t you feed me, then?” Dottore only tilted his head, smiling eagerly. Recently, a fear of you being turned into one of the harbinger’s countless experiments had taken hold, and it was this same fear that drove you to play right how he wanted. And so, lifting your fork, you fed him with all the patience you could muster - staring into those deep red eyes, feeling like nothing more than prey. Those eyes would’ve been the last thing many others had seen before their death, the end of their lives marked by that sadistic grin. You almost shuddered at the thought.
Normal couples slept under starry nights reflected in their star crossed hearts as they cuddled close under soft sheets. Normality was such a strange concept, you decided. Despite the fact that you were doing just what normal couples should, the situation was still absurd. However, your fear of becoming another one of the harbinger’s lab rats wasn’t unfounded. You mulled over this fact, almost snorting at the juxtaposition. Here you were - wondering if the man who cradled you in his arms would strap you down to a table in the name of research.
“My love, are you still awake?” You felt Dottore’s breath ghost over your neck, his face pressing into your nape. With a rustle, he readjusted the blanket over your shoulders.
“Yeah, I can’t sleep.”
“Nightmares, perhaps? I have a pill you can use for those.”
“No, just… thinking.” You squirmed in Dottore’s hold. His comment only reignited your spiralling train of thought, pushing you further to the point of resolve.
If he could kill his clones - literal versions of himself - then what would stop him from doing the same to you? Even if you remained alive, would you have to continue to tolerate being exposed to such grotesque horrors?
It was simply better to break things off, before you no longer had the option to.
Breakfast.
The first meal of the day, and the last meal you’d share with your boyfriend.
“Dottore.”
“Yes?” The Doctor’s head jerked up immediately from where he was chewing. You could feel the undivided weight of all his attention sinking into you, and for a moment, you faltered. He was notorious for paying little mind to anyone else, and yet, he treated you with the utmost attentiveness. You steeled your resolve.
“I think… we should break up.”
Silence. Then, the grating scrape of cutlery against crockery.
“Why.”
Not a question, more of a demand. You gulped.
“Do you want me to be honest with you?”
“Yes. Is it something I did?”
“I can’t bear your experiments anymore, Dottore. They’ve gone too far, and I don’t think I can stomach living normally with you as if I don’t know the kind of things you do. Even worse, every day I’m wary that I might be your next test subject - whenever I walk into your lab, I wonder when I’ll be the one under your needles. It’s exhausting.”
Another beat of silence. You could see Dottore’s chest rising and falling at an increasingly fast pace, his jaw tensing.
“I would never, ever do that to you. It’s ridiculous that you’d even think that, and as for your prior reason… I can arrange for you to come to the lab less often…”
“So you’re just going to cover my eyes and act like you’re not doing anything with those experiments? I just can’t be ignorant here, nor can I trust you. If you can get rid of your clones so easily, then what am I? What value do I hold-“
“Those creations do not even compare to you.” Dottore finally snapped, slamming his hand down on the table. You flinched, and he felt as though his lung capacity had been halved. His head spun in tandem with the rapid tightening of his heart, his mouth twisting into a scowl.
It hurt Dottore, realising that you didn’t trust him. That all those fond, intimate memories together were just you acting out of fear - or at least, the most recent ones were. It hurt, beyond anything Dottore thought he could inflict on his patients. And even worse, you were frightened of him. The light shaking of your shoulders and the way you flinched were enough indication.
The Doctor enjoyed seeing his victims become terrified, but that same terror on you almost made him feel like he’d been the one stabbed with a scalpel. Foolishly, he’d fallen victim to his own maniacal research tendencies.
“Listen, I didn’t mean to scare you. I just meant to say… that you can trust me.” Dottore raised his hand towards you to cup your cheek, wincing when you avoided the action.
“I tried to, I really did. But I don’t think I can do it anymore.”
“My love, please.”
The second harbinger was begging. What a strange sight.
“Let me go, Dottore.” You murmured shakily. You saw hesitation, hurt, and anger flit through those vermilion eyes you’d used to love. But that love you held for him had only smouldered into disgust and fear.
“… Then go. Get out of my sight.” Dottore hissed, his teeth clenching at the wary expression on your face.
It was painful, how you walked out without a second glance.
“My love…” Dottore whispered. He stared at the closed door, almost expecting you to return. He repeated the phrase, over and over to himself - his face contorting into an expression he himself couldn’t name. Was there truly an emotion as human as this? It was a twisted, unimaginable feeling the Doctor couldn’t categorise. The syllables came off his quivering lips, as though by uttering them he could make you come back.
But the truth was, your not-so-normal relationship was over. Perhaps, Dottore would return to the normality of his heartless experiments, and you’d return to the normality of a better fate than one you’d endure by his side.
He only regretted not being able to hold you more.
ZHONGLI
There were only two letters between you and your lover, but those two letters seemed to stretch wider every day - ‘I’, and ‘M’. The seemingly infinite synapse between mere ‘mortal’, and ‘immortal’.
Zhongli was undeniably a mortal vessel, but he as a being was not. He’d lived eons before you, loved and hated thousands. He’d experienced things you couldn’t even fathom, and yet, you couldn’t comprehend how he treated you as though your fleeting existence was the centre of his much larger world.
Whenever you looked into Zhongli’s amber eyes, heard his deep laugh, or felt his gentle caress, you could only feel insignificant. After all, he used to be a literal god. You couldn’t help the guilt that gnawed at your conscience, couldn’t stamp out the incessant feeling that he was too good for you, that you couldn’t compare to whatever lovers he’d had in the past.
“How’s the tea, darling?” Zhongli prompted. He sat with his back to the window, basking in an almost ethereal glow.
“Ah, I have yet to try it.” You shook yourself out of your thoughts to raise the cup in front of you. Zhongli only smiled warmly, but the gesture made your hand shake a little. You’d planned to break up with him today, and yet the way he still stared lovingly at you - full of infinite trust - made you feel terrible.
But how many others had he also treated this way? In his life, those others were probably far more special than you, possessing talents far more worthy of a god’s attention.
Suddenly, a shattering sound pierced your ears, and a scalding warmth set into your thigh. You looked down in a daze, before snapping out of it upon realising that you’d dropped the teacup.
“Are you okay?” Zhongli was at your side in an instant, mopping up the spilled tea and collecting the broken fragments of the cup.
“Yeah.” You gritted your teeth again. How dare someone as insignificant as you make Rex Lapis get down on his knees to clean the mess you’d made. It simply made you feel as though you didn’t deserve such a wonderful man at all.
“You’ve been distracted lately. Is there anything I should know about?” Zhongli asked slowly.
“No. Well, yes.” You stammered. You hadn’t planned this out very well, and your heart squeezed tighter.
“Go ahead. You know you can tell me anything, darling.”
A warm hand came to rest against your cheek. You closed your eyes, feeling tears build and slip down your face.
Zhongli wiped at your tears, holding your hands in your lap as he looked up at you worriedly - his thumbs tracing comforting circles on your knuckles. He thought of saying something, before deciding against it. He knew it was better to let you speak first.
“Let’s break up.” You blurted, feeling Zhongli’s fingers come to a complete stop.
“We can work through this, tell me why first. Has something been upsetting you?”
Your tears fell harder. He still showed you so much kindness, never jumping to any conclusions.
“I feel like I don’t deserve you. You’re too good for me, it makes me feel guilty that someone like me can have you.” You sobbed.
“Darling, you know it makes me happy to just spend time with you. That in itself is fair exchange, no?”
“But what makes that so special? You’ve lived for so long, you could’ve done this with anyone else, and you probably have. Who am I in comparison to someone like Guizhong?”
Through your blurred vision, you could still see Zhongli’s form kneeled by your side. He seemed to be choosing his next words carefully.
“You and her are both special, in your own way. Why don’t you calm down a little first? I can pour you some more tea.”
“I’m so selfish, Zhongli. I really don’t think I can stay with you.”
“Do you really want to leave that badly?”
Your heart twisted. You didn’t want to leave. You wanted to stay in his warm embrace, his soft understanding gaze. And yet, you couldn’t bring yourself to.
“… Yes.”
“Very well then. You know I won’t stop you, because I just want what’s best for you.”
The light grip on your hands released, and as you stood up everything seemed to spin.
“Thank you… for everything.” You murmured, stealing one last glance at the man you loved - before leaving.
Zhongli remained where he was for some time. In his life, many things came to an end, but this hurt a little more. When Guizhong had left him, it was due to her passing - the youthful Rex Lapis had found someone to blame, to ventilate his grief. But the most crude fact in this situation was that you were still alive, and had chosen to leave him of your own volition. Zhongli himself had made this happen.
However, an archon’s most prized trait was impartiality. Therefore, Zhongli knew that he had to maintain indifference. He refused to let himself chase after you, or force you into anything. It was only unfair, if an immortal were to impose such a fate onto a mortal.
And so, he could only watch as you faded from his life, like the cyclic ebb of waves on an ocean shore.
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Saw that you were writing for re!! Can i request re4 leon with shy reader? Reader usually gets flustered over little things like remembering what they like and small compliments! Reader also likes to cling onto his arm even while cuddling!! (yk how buffed his arm is who wouldnt want to)
YES YES YES. oh my god ive never written for leon before but how about start with my good old fashioned favorite (and hopefully you guys like it too) random hcs & scenarios :)
yes, i know how buffed his arm is. i would gladly hold it, too.
please dont hate on me if hes not very canon LMFAOOO, like i said ive never written for him before so hopefully these are alright ahh!
once again, another request i could not WAIT to write😭
enjoy!! :))) make sure to take time for yourself today, you deserve it!
Leon Kennedy RE4 hcs & scenarios with a shy!reader!
warning(s): the usual nsfw that i put in these, yall know the drill
before you two even got together it took a LONG time for him to confess (lord almighty knows the reader wouldnt do it for this hot fucking man with the absolute godly DUMPTRUCK he was blessed with)
^^ because leon may be tough & a fighter, hes also cheesey as fucking hell. making the worst jokes, a tease, etc.
your shy reactions from his jokes made him think you didnt appreciate them, even though you just didnt know how to respond😭, that meant it took a while before he was actually like-
"... Uhm, we should go... get a steak together, yeah? Just you and me?"
^^while nervously sweating n shit cuz hes scared he'll freak you out because of how shy you are
surprisingly to him, though, of course you said yes! just... maybe not as smoothly as he hoped. his awkward ass just kinda saying "cool," while youre twiddling with your fingers and its just a little awkward silence that he tries to relieve with a little chuckle 😭😭😭
honestly, though, you two hit it off just fine when you finally got together!
Leon is a very busy man, though, so being with you 24/7 was out of the question- it was simply impossible :(
Especially if you two were living together, and he had to go on missions, you often felt very alone & sad. Days (most of the time, weeks) of distress, worry, & crying, wondering if Leon was okay and assuming the worst happened to him.
By the time he returns, though, you are wrapped around him like a magnet. You would give him such gentle care, often wrapping your arms around his arm, your fingers clinging onto his upper arm just like glue
^^especiallyyy when you two are in public. when you meet some of leon's friends, you often cowered shyly just behind him with your hands on his arm. He wasnt bothered by it, in fact, he LOVES it because it shows your trust & how comfortable you are around him, which took a very long time for him to gain :)
leon often compliments your eyes. omg.
^^ he would hold you cheek & tilt your face, examining your eyes with a gentle smile.
^^ "Pretty thing, you are. But you already know that, now, don't you, (Y/N)?"
guys guys i personally hc this but when you guys are in public and its super crowded areas he would lead and put his hand behind him, moving his fingers to catch your attention so you can hold his hand & he can lead you through the crowd sjhdjasdjk
^^I personally hate how overwhelming crowds can be, & Leon knows how shy and timid you can be. We love our sweet boy🫶
his favorite place to hold you while you two are kissing is the side of you neck baebhjafsbjsbjkj OR LIKE JUST UNDER YOUR JAWLINE YESSS YOU ALL KNOW WHAT IM TALKING ABOUT!!!!!
also, when leon returns home after an incredibly exhausting mission, you are the first person he wants to see, no question about it. despite all the dangers and traumatic things he's seen on his missions, he trusts & loves you enough to feel safe in your arms.
he is a fucking DORK, makes the shittiest jokes and youve just learned to love them <3
his favorite cereal strikes me as either being frosted mini wheats or rice krispies? i could be wrong though tbh
THATS SO FUCKING RANDOM IM SORRY YOU GUYS LMFAO
speaking of food, he would spoil you ROTTEN with your favorites snacks, meals, drinks, anything you desire. and he'd remember every little detail about your favorite foods, least favorites, etc.
^^ OMG FLOWERS TO! he’s definitely a gift giver no doubt
i think he'd like your arms & tummy a lot though :) i can see him give so so so many little tummy kisses and shoulder kisses and wrist kisses and ahhHAHDHAH
you still get a little shy around him from his compliments & how much physical attention you get & he finds it adorable🥲
nsfw:
speaking of physical attention🌝
favorite sex position? fucking missionary. one hundred fucking percent.
god damn.
GOD DAMN.
especially with you two, its such a loving & trusting & pure relationship, it would be so intimate and ahahdjksahj
kissing through the. whole. thing.
also he'd be so sore & tired all the time from missions, he would get so flushed & feel so loved because you'd kiss the parts that hurt him & his scars & you would rub his muscles and djkasjbdasjdnkj
^^ as would he kiss your scars & any place you are insecure about <3
nah yall.... sex with him for the first time- HELP ME HE WOULD;
"Can I--, put... here... inside you, (Y/N), can I..."
STOP IT WOULD BE SO CUTE BUT SO FUNNY 😭😭
^^ in all seriousness though, it did take a few times for you two to be truly comfortable. At first it was very shy, but shit as time moved on? it was still intimate but FUCKING DAMN IT GOT HOTTER
when he has news he has to leave for a mission? he'd fuck you into oblivion until youre just sick & tired of sex (should i write a fanfic of that, somebody pls request it if so-)
hes such a dork, sometimes he makes sex so funny that it wouldnt even be uncomfortable or awkward, just straight up funny
sex would be pretty vanilla unless you asked otherwise. i think he'd take both of your hands and hold them above your head tho🌝🌝
^^you would get super nervous & embarrassed and your hands would try to cover yourself up, or cover your mouth or face from how hot you felt-- he fixed that RIGHT away and from then on he made sure he could hear all your pretty sounds
"Babe, you feel so, so fucking good... you keep your hands right up there, you hear me?"
^^ WHILE HES JUST DESTROYING YOU AND FUCK
yes, i did say it would be intimate. but did i ever say it wouldnt be rough? absolutely not.
^^bed shaking, the LOUDEST fucking noises coming from both of you guys because i just KNOW this man hits all the good fucking spots.
i say fuck a lot but thats just cuz i want leon to fu-
anyways.
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LIPSTICK - Nate D.
── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───
summary: you and nate have been dating for years, and you two are basically the perfect couple. nate decides to take a pitstop on the way home from shopping.
warnings: ALL FLUFF NO ANGST😍, kisses, cute ass flashbacks n some dancingg❤️
enjoy!! xx ❤️
── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───
i smiled, pinching the tip of a lipstick case, inspecting it before sighing and putting it back in its place.
“whats wrong with that one? i think itd look lovely on you ma.” my boyfriend, nate sighed, placing his hands on my shoulders as he walked up behind me.
“too dark.” i sighed, picking up a few more, repeating the process.
“too light”
“too sparkly.” i scrunched up my nose, shaking my head.
nate watched as i picked through the hundreds of lipstick shades and sizes, occasionally coming behind me and shoving his face into my neck, his way of telling me to hurry up.
“nate i promise ill be done soon” i mumbled, ruffling his brown hair through my red nails, he smiled, leaning into the touch.
he was such a needy boyfriend, like…almost anyone who knew him would think that he couldnt care less about physical touch or quality time, but i knew that he craved that shit.
anytime i was at his house, he was holding me, kissing me, doing anything he could to feel my body heat against his.
like a puzzle piece that just fit, and without him i was just an incomplete puzzle.
like i was almost whole, but there was one piece missing, right in the center.
i liked to say i hated it, his clingy behavior, but i dont think i could live life the same without it, its become part of my life.
nate was wrapped around my heart.
he held it in his soft hands, he could drop it at any moment, but i knew he wouldnt. he would never.
the second he got it, he swore to never let it go, and he stood by his word. he has for three years. ive never met anyone like nate, and id like to think he feels the same about me.
he always knows exactly what im thinking, he can read my thoughts like your reading them right now, its quite impressive actually.
its one of the things i admire most about him, and he doesnt really have to try.
“mama, look at this, it would match your pretty nails.” he smiled sweetly, grabbing a gold lipstick case, holding it up for me to see.
he flashed his puppy eyes at me, like a golden retriever.
i didnt even look at the color before i was handing it to the woman at the register. the look on his face was quite literally priceless, his smile was so cute and genuine there was no way i wouldve said no. it could be a green lipstick, and id have still gotten it.
“you didnt even look at it ma” he whined as i handed the woman my card,
“im sure its perfect nate. besides im just ready to be home.” i shrugged, taking the small bag from her and interlocking out arms.
he smiled, sighing softly, finally being able to get my full attention.
once we got in the car, i connected my phone to bluetooth, hitting shuffle on my playlist.
i smiled when the soft hum of the music play throughout his car, k, by cigarettes after sex.
the muffled rumbling of his worn down honda made the song even better.
his car.
it was the shittiest car i had ever seen.
but i loved it so much.
there were so many memories in this ugly ass car. i always gave him shit for it but i think id kill him if he ever thought about getting rid of it.
“i love this song.” i muttered, running my thumb over his hand. i hadnt even realized he was holding it, it just felt so natural.
“i know you do.” he smiled, glancing at me before shifting his gaze to the road.
“oh really?” i smirked, tilting my head.
“how?”
he rolled his eyes, “you know why.”
i smiled, “yeah i do.”
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senior prom.
he took my hand, leading me out onto the gym floor.
“i fucking hate this.” i mumbled, scrunching up my nose at the smell of sweat, alcohol, and weed.
“i know mama, but you look so beautiful in that dress, and your perfume smells like heaven.” he whispered, pressing his forehead against mine.
i could not feel my body. the ammount of nerves he gave me made me higher than any ammount of weed i had ever smoked.
i had the biggest crush on him.
i had the biggest crush on my boyfriend.
and he had the same feelings for me.
“i love cigarettes after sex” he mumbled, tearing me from my thoughts.
“what?” i hummed softly,
“i said i love cigarettes after sex.”
“me too” i smiled.
but i could tell that something had changed,
how you looked at me then.
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i smiled at the memory, almost not realizing that he had skipped the turn onto his neighborhood.
“nate, you missed the…”
i paused, grinning at him as i realized what he was doing.
he smiled back at me, eventually parking his car by an abandoned barn house.
the house we had passed so many times when we were sixteen.
the house that i had always dreamed of owning. dreamed of owning with nate.
however now, it wasnt the same. it had been burned in a fire about a year ago. i was so upset when i found out, it seems silly, but that was like my teenage dream.
i had watched my teenage dream die right before my eyes on news channel five.
but none of that mattered, because i didnt need a white picket fence to prove that i was in love with nate, we both knew that.
eventually, we got out of the car.
he led me down the hill, the little weeds clinging to my sweater, the ends of my jeans lightly coated in the mud that was layered below the pretty green grass.
my stupid converse that i wore to senior prom.
the stupid converse that he had bought me on our very first date.
a size too big.
they still fit. three years later,
they still fit.
we stopped at the bottom of the hill, there was a pond not too far from us, there were still a few stray ducks.
he took my left hand, then my right, pulling my arms around his shoulders, his arms rested on my waist.
“i remember when i first noticed that you liked me back.” he hummed the lyrics of the song we danced to in higschool, swaying us slowly back and forth, the tall grass rubbing against my baggy jeans.
“think i like you, best when your just with me…and no one else.” i whispered, pressing my forehead against his, like we did a few years ago.
“i still get butterflies from you.” he whispered, smiling softly.
“ive still got a crush on you.” i whispered back, the corners of my lips curving up.
“your smiles still as beautiful it was when we were in eighth grade.” he mumbled, playing with a strand of my hair.
“your eyes are just as pretty as they were when we were sixteen.” i tilted my head, my eyes subconsciously falling to his lips.
as if he read my mind, he had leaned forward slightly, pressing his lips against mine.
it wasnt rough or forced, it was the perfect kiss a person would imagine.
like the ones in the movies.
the kinds you read in books, that you laugh at when they say their boyfriends lips fit perfectly together.
i used to laugh, but it really is true.
nate was my puzzle piece that fit perfectly against my lips, against my heart.
he pulled away, a small hint of blush had found its way onto his cheeks.
“youve got the lipstick all over your lips now” i giggled, trying to smear it off.
“stop, stop.” he pushed my hand away from his mouth, laughing lightly. “i like it.” he smiled, rubbing his hands over my back.
i took his hand, sitting down in the grass, pulling him down with me.
we just studied the light blue sky for a while, a comfortable blanket of silence warming the atmosphere.
“im gonna buy this house one day.” he glanced at me, “im gonna fix it up, for us and our little ones.”
“really?” i grinned, leaning into him.
his arm slid over my shoulder, hugging me to his chest,
“yeah.”
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stop this is so cute i love writing shit like this oddmdme
goodnight cuties xx
#Spotify#nathan doe#nate doe#n8#sturniolos#matt sturniolo#sturniolo triplets#idk#chris sturniolo#help#sturniolo#sturniolo smut#nick sturniolo#christopher sturniolo#fluff#cigarettes after sex#k#cute
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Tickletober day 1 - anticipation
hi omg. i absolutely hate this but i wanna try and to tickletober this year since ive never done it before and it feels weird if i dont do the 1st one so ☹️☹️ and just know its 2am and im tired but i wanted to get this done so if its shit literally jusy dont read it
pairing; lee!reader x ler!venti
Venti huffed, letting his hands rest on his hips. He had been looking for his hat everywhere, but to no avail. And he swore he left it riigghhtt on his lamp before he went to bed last night! How strage..
“Windblume!” He called out from his doorway, before beginning to make his way to your room in the teapot you two shared. “Have you seen my–”
He couldn't help but smile when he saw the same hat he turned his room upside down for, sitting lopsided on your head. He moved to stand in front of your sitting figure, then spoke; “My hat, love?”
“Huh?– oh! Yeah, I borrowed it.” You replied, looking up at your beloved with a casual expression. You didn't think he would really mind when you did take it.. but in your defence, he was asleep! And you were going to return it.. eventually.
“..Oh come on, here.” You rolled your eyes lovingly when you saw the stern look on his face, crossing his arms over his chest and looking down on you. “Better?” You asked after had taken the hat off of your own head and placed it onto his, just the way he liked it.
“Almost,” He said with an innocent looking smirk, (well.. innocent enough.) taking the book you were previously reading and placing it to the side. “Just one more thing you can do. Yknow, to make it up to me!”
“And that is..?” You asked, your attention fully on the bard in front of you now. “Stay still, is all. Surely you can manage that, my beloved~” He said in a dragged out tone, moving to push you down onto your bed, a singular hand of his holding both of yours above your head.
“..Venti? What are yo– no.”
“And that's what I would've said if you had asked to try my hat on!” He huffed, lowering his free hand to the side of your torso.
You jerked your body away, a soft squeak leaving your lips. “hah– I didn't think yohou’d mind! I swear!” In all honesty, you knew if you had asked he would've said yes anyways.. What a dramatic little bard you had.
“Oh, now you're laughing at me are you?” The bard in question spoke in a ‘stern’ tone, “Now I really have to get you~” His signature giggle filled the air, looking up at your flushed face to make sure your eyes weren't on him, but his fingers instead.
He let his fingertips rise near your ribs, resulting in another jerk away and a gasp on your side. “Come on, this is ridiculous. I didnt even do ahanyth– can you stop doing that already?!”
You huffed the words out when his nails wiggled towards your stomach, slowly dropping down until they were inches away from the skin. Only then would he pull back, returning to his previous position above. “What? Does it tickle, windblume~?” He questioned with a genuine tone, but that shit-eating smirk on his face told you he knew what he was doing.
“No, I'm just laughing because I feel like it. Yes, it fucking- ohokay ohokay! I'm sorry! God, somebody's sensitive..” You began to return the sarcasm, before he simply tilted his head and moved his hand to rest on your inner bicep. “Uhuh, that's what I thought, my love. Now.. where was I?”
You slightly regret the words you spoke that made him switch to a different spot, because this was arguably worse. He was repeating the same spidering motion, directly above your underarms. Your senses set off, causing you to lean back into the bed and attempt to tug your arms down to cover the sensitive area.
“Bad spot?” He asked, “By how much your giggling, I think it iiiss~”
You simply whined in response, rolling your eyes away from his hand and turning your head to the side to try and get rid of the tingling sensation. Though, it didn't help much. His hand being blocked from your view did not block out the slight graze every few seconds, maybe even made the feeling worse. “You're the worst.”
“Yknow what else is the worst?” He said in a sigh, tilting his head away from you in a fake thinking look. As he did, his hand suddenly squeezed onto your sides, causing electricity to shoot into your nerves. “Waking up and looking for your hat, only to find out a special somebody took it after spending 10 minutes trying to find it!”
“Ohohonly 10 mihinutes? Yohour just inpatient!” You giggled out, his movements causing your body to reflectivity twist away from him. “Yeah, and I'm not the one pinned down right now. Maybe you should learn to watch your tone, my love~”
“Maybe yohou shou- fuhuhuck, ohokay! Ihi give, juhust stohop!” You couldn't help but give up when he began to scribble his fingers along your stomach, causing him to laugh at your quick efforts to escape the feeling.
“Mm.. fine, fine~ Just one last thing though..” He let his grip off of your wrists, pressing a soft kiss to your cheek as he did. “If you’ll allow me, of course.”
You slowly quickly moved your arms to the sides before he got anymore ideas, letting out soft breathy giggles and turning to look at him again. "Hah.. your already here, aren't you? ..Fine, make it quick."
He didnt respond in words, but rather by hiking your shirt up to your upper waist and sliding his hands down to your hips. While pressing his thumbs gently into the skin as small circle, he leant down to press a soft kiss to the middle of your stomach.
“Ah.. yohour so sappy, Venti.” You responded with a soft gasp and giggle, not being able to help the small shuffles your body involuntarily did after. “I know I am.. But you looovee it~”
He spoke his words into the skin of your torso, only making it all the more worse for you. He let out a soft giggle, before looking up at you. “Okay, okay.. Actual last thing. You ready, windblume~?”
You couldn't suppress the giddly smile that formed on your lips, nodding before letting your head fall back onto the blanket. “Yeheah..”
You listened to him take in a deep breath, before pushing his lips into your stomach and blowing a raspberry directly in the middle.
"AHahah- aharcons, yohour hohorrible!" You whined out, shoving his hands off of your hips and turning onto your side.
"Mm, the archons have heard your complaints love.." He said in a played on uninterested tone, pressing a kiss to your forehead. "Now, I trust you'll be getting ready? After all, were going out to Mondstadt.."
"..Ugh, yeah.." You groaned, moving to return the kiss on his cheek. "I will.."
#tickletober2023#lee!reader#lee reader#ler!venti#ler venti#genshin impact tickles#genshin impact tickle#genshin tickles#genshin tickle#tickle fic#augtickletober2023#syns stuff
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I love your art style so much!! Say 'ok normal uncle again' like once a week and make that smug face lol. I hate to ask for anything, but it would be super cool to hear/see your interpretation of how iroh met/lied about the dragons. Thank you so much!! <3
THANK U SO MUCH!!! im glad everyone is liking my scribbly style lol
and as for the iroh question. HONESTLY??? im kinda at loss myself. logically youd think oh iroh went to see the dragons after lu ten died cus he had his spirit journey then. so iroh finally returned to the fn like oh yeah i left the siege but i did kill the last dragon so yeah! which to the court probably doesnt make up for leaving the siege but whatever.
ive seen hcs of people being like well maybe iroh saw the dragons before the siege and still kept the secret despite still being asshole #1 at the time because he has always been a spiritual man and has taken spirit stuff seriously. but then the sun warriors seemed to recall him almost fondly so???? i dont know?????? plus the masters would have to deem him worthy. so maybe they deemed him worthy in the way that they saw potential in him but he couldnt see the forest for the trees at the time due to his own selfishness and bloodthirst. cus i do like the idea of him seeing the masters and learning the true meaning of fire just to go on his bloody siege anyway because i think that could almost make him a parallel to zuko if you tilted your head and squinted. took what the masters taught him for granted and he lost his child as payment for his idiocy (the child paying for the parents mistakes seems to be a common theme with iroh, wouldnt you think?).
so i truly like the second one more but it just barely doesnt make as much sense story wise as the first one. if i could find a way to make the second one fit into canon then best believe id do that. like maybe iroh returning to the sun warriors for a second time and confessing how he took the teachings for granted and the masters deeming him worthy for granted, so the sun warriors observed that he truly was ashamed and wanted to move forward now with the philosophy in mind, and THATS why they recall him fondly when zuko and aang show up. but yeah
#i hope my ramblings make sense to you dhshdhdbdjdjd#IM SORRY FOR HOW LATE THIS IS ive been slacking with my ask box these past few days idk what it is#asks
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MD x fem reader bj alex smut!!
Y/n pov
"And thats the end of my stream guys come back next time where ill rate more toys for you~" i wink and shut off my camra i was a bj for my braudcasts i would rate sex toys ibe never really gotten naked on screen ive always warn my underwhere and bra i sigh softly checking my watch " agh its ten already" i get up getting dressed today i was going to my boyfriends house his name was kim myung-dae hes tall and hadsome i lived him we met at a bar where i watch him get slapped by a small guy with blond hair and black roots i was later told his name was chanwoo he didnt like that myung never wanted to really be seen with him i comforted him from his brake up a few months past and we went from friends to lovers i would come over to his house and chill...he never really told me what he did for a living but i assumed he just didnt wanna talk about it i was really curiouse though "hey myung" i smile as he opens the door he looked a little distraught "uh hey " i look confused and came in seeing papers and his computer he removed everything and sat with me on the couch"uh are you ok you seem stressed" i tilt my head he sighed "y/n can i ask you a favour " i smile " definatly! Sure anything babe" i smile he held my hand a bit " i need you to help me with...my job" i smile " sure no problem what do you need help with ill do anything " he softly smirked and stood up telling me to follow down the hall there was a door i never really have went inside before"is this your office?" He smirked "you could say that...open the door~" i looked at him he stood back i turn the knob my eyes widen it was a...sex room!? With monoters,camras,a bed and sex toys coverd the walls i blush deeply he closed the door " uh...t this...this is" i was so red and shocked alot made sence now
*Flashback*
"Good girl~"
"Can you sit at me feet...i want to pat your head~"
*Flashback over*
"A sex room y/n...is it to much" he said softly "uh n no!?" I said quickly he raised an eyebrow smirking "so...you like this sort of thing kitten~♡" he shut the door behind us moving falward " u uh....w w whatta you need my h help with i thaught i was helping with your work m myung" i blush dodging the question he smirked " you are helpingwith my work...im an MD i need..." he walked falward lifting my chin wispering " a sub~" i was 50 shades of red (lol or gray) h he wanted me to be h his sub i mean ...we havent had sex yet i said i wanted to know him more before i committed to it " u uh b but" he smiles softly " my job is broadcasting i do a live BDSM show where i play with subs the viewer's send in a point system calld chestnuts that converts into money that gets sent to me they can also request things ...dont worrie your face will be masked as will mine i wont say your name or who you are...so what do you say i know its a bit much you dont have t-" i cut him off " y yes" he looked suprised " yes?" I blush nodding he smirked " wow that quick such a naughty girl~ i didnt know you where so eager you should have told me you liked this " he took me to the bed " i i thaught youd think im wired...also i know how the bj system works...i im one to i mean ive never been naked on c camera but i review...t toys" i blush he was more shocked " you share my beautiful property with others thats rude~♡" i blush being calld his we discussed our safe words and how things would work as usual his safe word was 'macaroon' i choose 'strawberry' he told me to strip and get on the bed i obey he did his intro i where a red eye mask and he wore a black one "hello everyone MD is back ive been away for a while since i needed to find a new play toy~ but now i have found a beautiful one im sure youll like them as much as i do and to spice it up its a lovely woman since i havent had any woman on for a while~" the chat room flooded with commenters and chestnuts he stood up coming over showing me off " look how gorgeous this baby girl is~ such a cute kitten and that will be your name is that understood kitten~" he asked i blush nodding then he grabbed my chin " use your words~" i shake softly " y yes u understood.....master~♡" i purr out softly he was delighted as the show went on he had me binded up in red rope, nipple clamps on my now hardend buds and a vibrater deep inside i shake moaning as he walked over to a box "hmm what should i use dear viewers on this naughty kitten a riding crop....orrrr a paddle~♡?" He viewd the comments to see and smirk " riding crop it is~♡" he walked back over and moved my tied legs apart " oh look your dripping everywhere ...such a mess~..bad kitten" he strikes my thigh i shudder and moan out drooling " a a ah a a ah m mggs s sorry" i wimper,smirking he struck my thigh over and over soon i was so pent up i squirt all over the toy the bed and the crop " oh my already~ well ill have to teach you a lesson next time then wont i because i didnt hear me say you could cum~" i whine as he went over to the camerai lay panting tired as i hear him say his outro ...that was a new ecxpiriance that i wanted more of...i loved that man our love was binding
"MD...out~♡"
Sorry for poor spelling and punctuation 😅
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Protectors- pack mentality pt.2
Derek hale x reader
An: I need to change and organize myself with these titles because I change the font every update. Anyways hope you enjoy. Luv you bye)
After Scott left to go to his job y/n also started to leave before being stopped by the by stiles grabbing her arm "wait!" he slightly shouts. The (Y/H/C) girl turned around to face the boy with a look of confusion "what?" she asked. He let go of her hand and let his fall to his side, he tilted his head to the side looking at me as if he was trying to read me or something. " why are you so hell bent on keeping scott and i safe?" he asked shaking his head face still masking confusion.
Y/ns face softened at the question she shrugged her shoulders and began walking to her car while thinking of her honest answer with stiles following. " i dont know, its an urge i guess. I was in you guys shoes once and i didnt have anyone to fall back on, i dont want that happening to you guys." she said. "plus its kinda my job to, more so you now." she finished. Stiles stared at her somewhat confused "what do you mean?" he asked. As they reached her car she sighed leaning on the hood "my job in the supernatural world is to protect those who need protecting, and sometimes im individually assigned to people. my urge to protect you is stronget than scotts almost as strong as dereks but not quite" she explained. "but why?". once again the girl shrugged "i dont know but it may have something to do with the fact that ive practically known you your entire life" she said carefully hoping that it wouldnt anger the boy somehow. stiles just stared at the girl masking confusion until his faced morphed into shock "holy god! Y/N!" he yelled pulling me into a hug. though this time she expected the hug from the other stilinski and she smiled and hugged back. "i cant belive this, i havent seen you since i was like 5" he said making her laugh. "this is amazing i agree, but i have to get home before Derek shows up here and rips you apart for making me late" she jokes and his eyes widen as he nods vigurously before walking away making the girl laugh once again.
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Y/n parked farther away from the hale house because derek didnt want anyone to get any ideas which by that he meant hunters, which yn couldnt argue but she will give him a small piece of her mind for making her walk so far with no company, yeah shes a werewolf and gets plenty of extersize, that doesnt mean she enjoys the long walks from the entrance of Beacon Hills Preserve to the annoyingly handsome hales house.
when she arrived she walked through the door calling for derek "der? i'm home" she said making her way through the house searching for the tall dark haired man. She knew he was there because she felt him, kind of like a string pulling her towards him. She found him asleep on the couch he looked so peaceful. she smiled at the look of peace that overcame his features every once in a blue moon. " do you have to stare at me every time you find me asleep?" he sassed still half asleep. " that's no way to greet your girlfriend, now is it?" she sassed scoffing. he opened his eyes letting a smile form and opened his arms inviting her to cuddle. Y/N smiled and immedeatly jumped in his arms making him let out a 'umph' causing her to giggle.
she laid cuddling with Derek for a while before we heard a car parking in front of the house making y/n and Derek groan "will we ever be able to have some sort of peace in this town?" she grumbled getting off of Derek.
They made our way upstairs to get a better view on the person (who turns out to be a cop) while staying out of his eyesight. i stood in front of derek peering down at the man who was obvously uneasy as he was startled by his dog barking "stop that" he said scolding the dog. The dog now looking up at the window that we stood at and started barking even more and she felt his heartrate speed up. this confused y/n and she turned her head back to derek to see his eyes shining blue.
Y/n rolled her eyes turning back to the dog who now had saliva splattering everywhere. this made the deputy even more unerved as he looked up to the same place the dog was before deciding to leave. As the deputy drove off she turned back towards derek only to see him smirking in satifaction "you are evil you know" y/n said to him pushing his shoulder back in a playful manner. he smiled at thet and said "what did i do?" feigning innocence. "you were close to making the poor things heart-." She cut herself off turning back to the window. She picked up on a energy. A now well known energy to her Derek went to ask what was wrong but stopped when he heard footsteps. They saw Scott emerge from the woods and step on to the hale property.
He stood there and y/n went to meet him at the front but was stopped when Derek held his hand out in front of her causing her to look up at him confused.
"I know you hear me" Scott said with a pleading look on his face. "I need your help". At this Derek left the room and made his way to meet Scott who had moved to the porch to keep from getting wet from the rain.
—— time skip——
Y/n was woken up by her phone ringing. She looked at the caller I'd and it read unknown She frowned at this not remembering giving her number to anyone. She sighed and answers with a groggy "hello?". The voice she heard on the other end she recognized instantly as her presumed "god brother" stiles. "Y/n, hey so Scott and I are going to the school to see if he can remember what happened in the bus last night and I was wondering if you'd come with?" He said. "Stiles, how did you get my number?" She asked. "From dad, he keeps your documents in a drawer in the kitchen so it wasn't hard to find." He replied. She sighed and sat up "well yeah I'll tag along, someone's gotta keep you in order.". She heard stiles cheer from the other end causing her to smile.
"Ok I'll come pick you up" he said before hanging up the phone and less than a minute later she heard and sensed Scott and stiles parking at the edge of the woods waiting. Y/n got up and put on a put on a jacket along with her shoes and before walking out of the room she gave Derek a kiss. She made her way downstairs spotting Derek's leather jacket and deciding to slip that one on instead of her own. Making her way out of the house and to stiles jacked up jeep.
When they arrived at the school stiles parked at the gate and they all got out. "Hey no, just me somebody needs to keep watch." Scot said grabbing stiles to face him as he was walking ahead of us. "How come I'm always the guy keeping watch? Plus y/n's here" stiles asked. "You invited me here to stay and be on watch duty?" Y/n asked kinda offended. "Good point y/n" Scott said pointing back at me. " OK why is it starting to feel like you're Batman and robin?" Stiles asked . "I don't wanna be Robin all the time" he said frowning at his friend. "Nobody's Batman and Robin any of the time." Scott said. "Wha- not even some of the time" stiles asked disappointed. "Just stay here." Scott stated firmly. "Oh my god" stiles replied exaggerating. With that stiles walked back towards me and Scott climbed the gate to complete his "mission".
Y/n felt stiles mood shift entirely and asked "what's the matter" while still staring off where Scott had disappeared to. "It's not fair" stiles said folding his arms. Y/n looked over from the gate to stiles "what?" She asked. "It's not fair, I feel like I'm useless most of the time and I hate it." He said. She frowned at this "stiles, you can not compare yourself to Scott. You are human yes but let me talk you this. If you weren't here Scott wouldn't have made it and I can say that with full confidence." She said to him making him smile and pull her into a hug. "Thanks" he said. When stiles hugged her this time with all of his emotion she was pulled into a memory. A memory from the past, one that she didn't remember. But they started to fill her brain. Moments she spent with stiles and the Sherriff along with his mom. She pulled away with tears in her eyes. "I remember." She said. "What?" "I remember, everything now. You unlocked it, the memories." "What the hell are you talking about y/n?" She felt something in her stomach Scott was remembering. She turned towards the gate and looked passed to the bus. "I'll explain later". All of a sudden a light came from between the buses and stiles rushed to open the car door and honk the horn warning Scott and out he came running flipping over the gate and hurrying into the car with me behind him.
"Go, go, go" Scott rushed stiles and he pulled off. "Did it work did you remember?" Stiles asked. " yeah, I was there last night and the blood. None of it was mine." Scott replied "so you did attack him" I stated. He turned to me "no I -I saw glowing eyes in the bus but they weren't mine, it was Derek's" he replied "what!?" "What about the driver" stiles and I said at the same time "I think I was trying to protect him." Scott said. "Why would Derek help you remember that he attacked the driver?" Stiles asked with this eyes shifting from y/n in the back to Scott then the road. Scott shrugged shaking his head "That's what I don't get" Scott said. "Maybe it's a pack thing" as y/n went to intervene she got a message on her phone. She took it out of her pocket and the it was from Derek
Derek: where are you? It's like 1 am
Y/n: with Scott and stiles
Derek: your starting to spend more time with them then me
Y/n well they're basically still in their puppy stage mr. Hale
Derek: well when are you gonna be back?
Y/n: on the way home right now
Y/n put her phone in her pocket. And told stiles to just take her to the gas station where derek would pick her up.
Stiles pulled off and not to much later Derek pulled up and got out of the car and she ran to greet him with a kiss. But before she could even reach him a car pulled in in front of and behind his car making y/n's senses heighten. In the car upfront was Chris argent and now assuming the one in the back was full of other hunters. He got out of his car and closed the door along with the goons in the other car. The gas pump was beeping as it filled Derek's car with gas and the tension was high. Derek and y/n both look around at their opponents searching for any higher threat. He took the pump out of the car and returned it to its respected place. "Nice ride" argent spoke up. "Black cars though, very hard to keep clean I would definitely suggest a little more Maintenance."
Y/n stood in front of Derek ready for any sort of threat that may put him in harms way but still spoke up "I'm sure we've done a well enough job." Argent clicked his tongue taking out the window cleaner and wiping the windshield free of any dirt. "When you have something this nice, you wanna take care of it right?" "Personally I'm very protective of the things I love, that's something I learned from my family, but you don't have much of that these days, do you?." When he said this y/n's blood began to boil and she had to fight herself to keep from hurting the man who was so freely talking about someone else's family not knowing that it was his sisters fault they were all gone.
"There we go" he said putting the cleaning tool back. "You can actually look through your windshield now, don't it make everything so much clearer" he said before making his way back to his car. Derek finally spoke up " you forgot to check the oil" at this argent stopped and tuned back towards us " check the men's oil" at that one of the men walked forward with a metal rod and busted the drivers seat window "looks good to me" the man said. "Drive safely" argent said before getting in his car and driving off.
"Im not gonna be able to control myself one of these days if they keep disrespecting you" y/n said glaring as argent drove off in his red Tahoe. Derek sighed still upset by the encounter. He walked around to the drivers side of the car "How the hell am I supposed to get the glass out from everywhere" he said sighting rubbing his forehead. Yn looked at him and frowned even more. She focused on the window and muttered a spell to put the glass back in place temporarily " I should be able to hold it until we get home. Derek walked over to her and pulled her in wrapping his arms around her waist putting his forehead against hers. "I love you so much" he said staring into her eyes making her smile and lifted her hands to his face and pulled him into a kiss. "I love you too, so much" she replied. "Now let's go home before we encounter another unwanted being" she told him before backing away. Derek made sure to open the door for the witch before making his way over to his seat.
The witch and the werewolf had planned on a chill day but being a supernatural in beacon hills, that was never an option. They were sitting on the couch when y/n Sensed Scott near by. She sighed "Scott's coming" she said seconds before the black haired boy bursted through the front door of the old hale house. "Derek!" He yelled. "I know your here! I know what you did!" He yelled looking around for Derek. Derek unfazed by the yelling of the boy "I didn't DO anything." He said calmly. "You killed him" Scott said moving through the house. "He died" Derek said getting impatient with the accusations. Scott didn't say anything for a couple of seconds. "Like your sister died?" He asked sarcastically making his way towards the room we were in. At this anger flared In y/n's chest and her fist clenched trying her hardest not to make her way to the boy and threaten him. She was sick and tired of people using Derek's family to get a one up on him.
"My sister was missing. I came here looking for her." Derek said with anger deep in his tone. "You found her" Scott said now closer than before. Y/n felt Derek's pain drifting off of him and it hurt her knowing the effect it had on him. "I found her in pieces! Being used as bait to catch me!" Derek yelled loosing his cool. "i think you killed them both, and who knows maybe y/n helped. i'm gonna tell everyone, starting with the sheriff." Scott finished walking past where Derek and y/n were standing the idea of just loosing more family after just gaining them back sent a pang into y/ns heart. Derek now fully set off by everything McCall was saying he takes Scotts shoulder throwing him down the stairs and he lands on the floor with a loud thud. Y/n descided that it was best to let the two sort out their differences or whatever, and shed deal with scotts accusations later. at the moment she needed to go see her god brother who had been begging her to hang out for a while now wanting to reconnect. She and stiles had chosen to have dinner with the sheriff so they could all catch up.
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okay i know, but in my defense the whole chapter deleted so i cant control it i had to re-write it but i also have other major testing coming up and ive been studying for that and juggling my mess and of a "love life" soo..... ANYWAYS i hope you all enjoy
#derek hale x reader#teen wolf x reader#teen wolf#derek hale#scott mccall#stiles stilinski#scott mccall x reader#stiles stilinski x reader
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Comic idea???
OKAY OKAY OKAY
I am pretty sure Ive posted about this a lot, but I have some progress related to ideas!!!
I could maybe call it something along the lines of "Ladybugs and __" (I haven't decided what goes in the blank spot yet) because ladybugs are closely tied to raelyn!!
It's going to take place in a world entirely made up of elves and animals. (I dont know how much magic the animals have yet)
The different types of elves are as follows(For now) :
Wood elves
Wood elves live in rule-oriented village. Because they are able to harness and control the wild and unbelievably beautiful powers of plants or nature, their society is based heavily on keeping that control, or else it all falls apart. Appearances: wood elves tend to have a variety of skin tones. They also have rounder ears that tilt up and down with emotions.
Some examples of wood elves: (Raelyn they/he) and (Elder-Berry he/him)
Lunar elves:
Lunar elves live in small cities where everyone helps each other out. They believe it is very important to be educated on various different things, including psychology, so people can help themselves and others regulate. They are nocturnal. They get their powers from the moon (maybe some form of natural diety or in universe God, but I dont know yet) and they can create light with that magic. (Probably more but I'm not sure yet) Defining characteristics: Lighter skin as to be more moon oriented, and due to less sun exposure, softer down-turned ears, and hair with glowing particles in it.
An example of a lunar elf: (unnamed, he/him)
Solar/fire elves:
Solar elves live on their own in small nomatic families of about 10-15 people in a group. They primarily act as traders, going between elf groups, almost like peacekeepers of sorts. Most solar elves don't get a lot of experience with other ideas besides those that they hear from their families, because of the constant moving in and out of areas, so generational issues are very common within them. Powers: they are the least powerful of the elves, which is why wood elves tend to look down opon them. They can create fire. That sounds likea very powerful ability, but because they don't have any teachings besides those from their parents, a lot of groups don't know how to use their abilities.
Heres an example of a solar elf: (Orian, he/him)
Demons (Maybe) :
Demons are a type of elves that got sent away from the (maybe) gods/dieties of the world because they were seemed as dangerous and unruly. They live in almost wastelands, and have developed into different types of elves over the centuries based on Christian sins. They all have an extremely toxic environment due to generational trauma, but those who are able to fight it form in small groups of found family. They have different magic depending on different type of demon, and for now I haven't fully fleshed them out. Physical traits: Demons have horns (color and shape differentiating between types), red/pink skin tones, hair covered tails, and piercing eyes.
An example of demons: (front, Oliver he/him) and (Unnamed, he/him)
Water elves (Maybe) :
Water elves are my least favorite elves, so I haven't given them that much thought yet. These elves are so drastically different than other elves, because they were sent down to the sea as a blessing from the dieties for being considered to be perfect. Because of that, their entire culture is based heavy on being greatful to the dieites and elders that came before you, even if they don't treat you with that same respect. These elves tend to think of themselves as better than other elves, leading to a lot of messy confrontations whenever they do interact with other kinds of elves. Their culture is also big on beauty standards, more so than other elf types. You're seen if you have long eyelashes, bright colors in your skin, and a well kept and loved tail. There isn't all negatives, though, because they can be extremely loving and curious of different things outside the ocean, especially younger eater elves. Their magic allows them to gain a tail on command, gain legs on command, and to breathe on both water and land. Physical traits: Extremely colorful skin, fin-like ears, long, beautiful tails, and pupils with interesting shapes.
Example of a water elf: (Millie, she/her)
If you have any ideas, such as naming recommendations, I'd love to hear them!! Feedback would also be wonderful!! I will be adding more to this because I have so many ideas, but much thumbs hurt from typing all this out. Feel free to make ocs for this!! I don't think a comic will be out anytime soon, but it is a passion project, so any kind of encouragement means the world to me. (likes aren't very encouraging by the way) But have a wonderful day!!
#ramble#my art#digital art#original character#original art#original post#concept art#Mlm ship#comic wip#Elves#Original universe#fantasy oc#original characters#oc artwork#oc design#Self insert??#Raelyn#Demon Ollie
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i'm never giving up on you — vinsmoke sanji
word count. 1.2k words
summary. sanji teaches you how to cook. chaos soon ensues.
tags. just pure fluff tbh, sanji is Whipped but when is he not
warnings. vague descriptions of minor injuries (knife cut), not proofread 😬
a/n. ive never written for sanji (and any one piece character other than law if im being honest) before so if its a little ... pls forgive me hajdhhahs also the title is a bit angsty ... dont blame me tho i just got it from a list of fluff lines prompts SKDKSKKS anyways enjoy!! <3
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You watch Sanji from behind the bar, utterly fascinated by how he seems to glide all around the kitchen with purpose. Like he knows exactly what he needs to do. Every move, every flick of the wrist, there is intent so precise in them, you begin to wonder just how he manages to do it.
And so you ask.
“How do you do it?”
Sanji lowly hums, bringing the heat of the stove down before turning to where you’re sitting in the kitchen’s bar. He places both of his hands on the marble surface. He leans over, tall figure towering over you more than he normally would. “Do what?”
A weird feeling starts bubbling in the depths of your gut. You try to ignore it to the best of your abilities, but it's hard when Sanji's staring down at you, his eyes both intense and comforting at the same time. You feel so seen, and raw under his gaze.
It makes you squirm in your seat, just barely, and it would've gone unnoticeable to anyone else. But Sanji takes note of this and backs off a little.
You clear your throat.
"The cooking." you say, voice firm. But you realize that it might sound weird, might make you look a little dumb, so you try to explain.
"I mean, I know you've been learning about it your whole life and everything but I guess I meant, like, how are you so good at it? No that's not right. What i'm trying to say is- you know what, never mind. Forget i-"
"Hey, love, it's ok." he chuckles, an amused smile on his lips. "I get what you mean, alright? No need to get all worked up." His hands find yours, and only then do you realize that you're shaking, and your hand is freezing under his warmth. He plays around with your hand for a bit, drawing circles on your palm and rubbing the hills of your knuckles. The soft pads of his fingertips on your skin helps you calm down. The shaking stops.
"Right," you take a breath, following a quiet "Sorry."
"Nothing to be sorry about, love." Sanji mutters. He plants a kiss on your forehead and you flush a bright red. He turns back towards the stove and continues cooking, "And to answer your question, old man Zeff and the crappy cooks at Baratie helped a lot."
Everything becomes a blur to you after that. Your mind tunes it all out, including Sanji. You don't mean to, but it's inevitable with the way he's standing right now, body positioned in such a way that lets you see what he's cooking and a side of his face. And it is truly a sight for sore eyes.
Sanji is pretty. you think. you're sure of it. Sanji is pretty like this. When he talks about what he's passionate about, what he loves. You decide that you want to see more of it.
His lips don't stop moving and your mind is filled with thoughts of how they might feel. How soft they would be against yours.
"I can try teaching you, if you'd like?"
Your train of thought is cut off by this and you agree with a nod, still in a daze and not really sure of what you're getting yourself into. Sanji beams. He wordlessly guides you to the other side of the kitchen, hand lightly gripping your waist, and grabs an extra apron for you to wear.
You glance at him as he helps you tie a knot over your back before swiftly taking a step in front of you.
"Are you ready, y/n-san?" He smiles.
You tilt your head to the side, unsure.
"Yes?"
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As it turns out, you weren't ready. At all.
The next thirty or so minutes that follow is what you would consider either the best or worst experience in your life.
Sanji chooses to teach you a meal he learned when he was a kid, one of the first that Zeff taught him. "It'll be fun" he says, "It's really simple, love, practically foolproof."
And though you begin to feel the anxiety creep up, you believe him. You don't have a single beat of doubt on sanji.
He hovers around you like a butterfly. He's attentive and guides you through each and every step with an imaginary encouraging hand on your back, giving you tips here and there.
But it all comes spiraling downwards when he wraps his arms around you, placing his hand over yours that's holding the knife. He opens his mouth to say something, possibly lecture you about how to properly slice the piece of vegetable, but the words are caught in his throat as he realizes what he has done.
A slight turn of his head and he is met by the sight of you. Mouth ajar similarly to his, a few beats of silence ensues.
His mere presence alone can suffocate you, but now that you are standing this close to him, you realize the true gravity of his effects on you.
You aren't sure what you should do next. You aren't sure if you should lean in, turn around and get comfortable, speak. You aren't sure of anything. Only that you're with him, sharing this moment, between the four walls that he's most comfortable in.
Sanji's grip on your hand loosens, lowering down to your waist. You're completely encased in his arms now. You shift around, your body taking a mind of its own as you try to get comfortable in his hold.
And then, it happens.
You yelp as you drop the knife onto your fingers. Tears welling in your eyes, you check and see that your fingers are (luckily) still intact. But the knife digs just enough into the flesh that you now have a wound on three of your fingers.
It fucking stings. Is all you can think of. But you can't bring yourself to act on the pain.
Sanji is initially taken aback. he's frozen, seeing some blood starting to seep out of your skin, but he reminds himself that you are in pain and you need his help. He snaps out of his daze quickly, and he rushes you to the sink.
You don't say anything as Sanji cleans your wound for you. He's whispering sweet nothings into your ear as he rubs the soap and rinses your hand. He urges you to take a seat on the bar again while he grabs the bandages he kept in one of the kitchen drawers in case an accident happened. It doesn't take long for him to wrap the small piece of fabric around your injured fingers.
He shifts his seat closer to you right after, his fingers dancing around the skin over your arm. "You okay, y/n-san?" He murmurs.
You nod, "It wasn't that deep anyway."
There's a soft smile on your lips as you two face each other, and Sanji takes this as your unspoken token of gratitude. He smiles back, equally soft and warm.
"We can try this again next time, you know..." Sanji trails off. You find this endearing, really, when his suave charm from earlier is being worn down and replaced by this unfamiliar bashfulness.
"Yeah?" You say, brows slightly raised.
"Yeah." He replies, "We can do this as many times as you want, love, I'm never giving up on you."
You flush red, again. It's your body's automatic response to Sanji's antics, no matter how small or grand, at this point. You avoid his gaze, bringing a hand up to shove him lightly on the shoulder. "You're so dramatic."
Soft laughter erupts from the two of you.
This is nice. Everything is nice when Sanji is around.
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a/n. hi .. lowkey hated the ending but i was rushing by that point so i deeply apologize GDJDHSH likes n rbs r highly appreciated and feel free to leave ur thoughts on my asks!! <3
#vinsmoke sanji x y/n#vinsmoke sanji x reader#vinsmoke sanji x you#vinsmoke sanji imagines#one piece x reader#one piece imagine#one piece x you#one piece#vinsmoke sanji#yeonjxnnies.fics
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Hungery >3<
They dont seem to lose their meter points when they sleep, despite what ive heard(im not sure what they were experiencing or maybe if they set the time wrong) which is a plus! They go to bed at a good time too, i think it was 8? Or maybe 9 and idr when they woke up >< i was at work hehe
I like that the games have 3 difficulties, and i think there's like 6 games so its p cool i think :3
Also this device is huge, like its bigger than i thought it would be and i knew it was a pretty big vpet from the get go >< but thats a good thing. that coupled with the buttons on the side and not the bottom make it feel like its a little game console and it has such good ergonomic feel >< at least for my hands lol i have small hands tho ><
I love the look of it soo much aaa it looks like a mermaid perfume bottle <3 also the speaker holes on the back make a little character! Thats adorable and such a fun detail <3
I can def make my own faceplates too, my friend can scan them and put the scan in his cricut thingie and make some or smth like that hehe ^^; i dont remember the specifics ><
Also.. the gimmick... <3 i love it! I love ocean and underwater sooo much lol and subnautica is my fav fav game so i love anything underwater <3 i love that it has liquid in it, tho mine looks like it has less than some of the old vids ive seen, and that makes me worry that it will all evaporate in a couple years. which will suck bc it cant be refilled but it wont change gameplay at all so i wont mind. besides, its just another state of wear and tear for it, and its another sign of it being well loved <3 to be loved is to be changed <3
Also it has some kind of gyroscope or accelerometer or something(idk the specifics of the insides of this particular device) so it senses the angle its being held at(upright, tilted left or right, and upside down) and i love that bc i love extra features in pets however inefficient they may be ><
Also on the topic of wear and tear and signs of love, my other vpet(one of my top 3 favs) my motchimaruzu kitty, has a lot of signs of love >< the case of the device is a squishy(like the bread squishies in Barnes and noble) and shaped like a kitty, and the paws nose and cheeks are the buttons. The case can be taken off so that it doesn't get messed up(if u squish it a lot the printing comes off and the spongey material starts to degrade) but like. Its part of the experience. The squishy is PART of it, and i want the whole experience, plus i dont mind the signs of damage/love bc its like. To be loved is to be changed, ive always believed this even before i knew the words for it. Not that im shaming anyone who takes the case off bc i get it, its a collector thing, but i keep it on most of the time personally!
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russolaw sensei post, except instead of flirtatious Johnny it's clueless johnny
"sensei, my hamstrings are so tight"
daniel like, God help me I am a professional. he helps out Johnny and his stupid hamstrings, using the power of balance and breathing
sensei, I think I got this kick down but I'm losing power somewhere
daniel, taking a deep breath to get his hands around Johnny's slim hips without accidentally rubbing a chub against Johnny's ass
and worst of all: Johnny actually having a crush on his sense but being too into karate when he's doing karate. but also having a bad experience with his previous sensei (coughKreesecough), and his stepdad - both of whom have told him again and again that he's useless. kreese even told him he wasn't that hot at karate and Johnny really wants to be good for sensei LaRusso
tbh they'd never have gotten together if johnny hadn't slipped on the balance pond and slammed his hip into the wood before falling in.
so Johnny's in sensei's bedroom (the dojo is also his house? Johnny thinks that's the coolest thing). So, Johnny's in sensei LaRusso's bedroom in his boxers, getting a deep massage with some stinky smelling green stuff. It's weird but it seems to be working. the only problem is, sensei LaRusso smells like sweat and himself and he's really close to johnny. and Johnny can't even talk about karate to distract himself because sensei told him to zip it the the fourth time Johnny apologized for falling in the pond.
So yeah, Johnny's a little sweaty and a little hot because sensei's thick fingers are digging into his hip, massaging and rubbing the muscle. And if he shuts his eyes he can imagine what it would be like if those hands were on both his hips, with sensei LaRusso's cock deep in his -
Johnny coughs, shakes his head. And it's bad. He's already sporting a semi. Scratch that, it's worse. sensei LaRusso's seen his semi. And sensei's eyes are going up, taking in the flush on his cheeks and chest. Even his stupid nipples are in on it, all stiff and pointy.
"Sorry Mr.LaRusso," Johnny isn't calling him sensei when he's trying will *away* the boner. "Sorry, it's just -"
"Naw it's ok, Johnny," and sensei LaRusso's blushing too. Oh god Johnny's made him awkward, he wants to die.
"I'm really sorry, sensei!" Johnny stutters, past caring now. he just wants to do damage control so it won't end up like last time. "Sorry, I'll keep it professional at class, promise! I dont want to make you uncomfortable, I'll get over it!"
And he really wants to, is the thing. Sensei Kreese calling him a dirty fag was bad enough, but Sensei LaRusso... And oh god, Johnny's eyes are starting to water and his nose is starting to tickle. And now sensei LaRusso is looking straight at him, frowning because Johnny's being a crybaby.
"Johnny... you're not supposed to keep it professional, I am. And I'm not uncomfortable just because you like," Sensei LaRusso bites his lip. "Because you like men, ok?"
Johnny looks up. And ok, he kind of has to because Sensei LaRusso tilts his chin up. And then sensei looks him dead in the eye and says, "I like men sometimes Johnny. Its fine. It's the same as liking anybody, you just have to be respectful about it."
And ok that one really breaks Johnny's brain. so he does the only thing that makes sense: he kisses Sensei LaRusso. And it's so stupid, he doesn't even lead with his good side: it's a lame close mouthed kiss. Like someone Iin middle school, oh God.
"Johnny, I'm your teacher," sensei LaRusso says and pushes him back a little. but only a little. "I would be taking advantage."
"So don't, " says Johnny leaning forward again. Maybe he can try tongue this time. "You said it was OK if we were respectful." And Johnny's cock, which had gone woefully soft earlier, pokes Sensei LaRusso in the arm.
"Johnny..." Sensei LaRusso bites his lip and Johnny's temper decides for him.
"If you want to say I'm not worth it, just say it sensei! Ive heard it all: fag, pussy, degenerate. so I can take it. if you don't like me just say s-"
And then sensei LaRusso's tongue is in his mouth and those big hands are in his hair. And sensei looks pissed for some reason?
"Who called you that?" Another bruising kiss. "Nobody should call you that."
And sensei's so close; Johnny's hips buck up on instinct. Sensei LaRusso looks at his straining cock, at his blotchy chest. Frowns and bites hia lip again. Shakes his head and breathes. And then gently pushes Johnny down to the bed.
Then sensei.. sensei kneels between his legs. Pulling his boxers down and grabbing his thighs to push them up.
"Tell me if anything feels weird, or too much," sensei says and then two things happen. Sensei spits on his hand. Then he wraps it around Johnny's cock. Johnny fucks up into it immediately, mewling.
"Good boy," sensei murmurs, speeding up his strokes. Johnny feels one of his fingers rub behind his balls. "Tell me if it feels weird, Johnny. Okay?"
"Okay," huffs Johnny, too busy fucking up into sensei LaRussos tight fist. There's a click, and a wet sound and then there's a finger. rubbing at his -
Johnny shoots all over sensei's fist, gulping huge breaths of air that subside to hiccups as he comes down. Sensei LaRusso's hand is still on his softening cock, holding it. His other finger is still rubbing at Johnny's...
"Did you like that? Was that okay?" Sensei's eyes are big and brown, and if Johnny didn't know better he'd say sensei was nervous.
So Johnny laughs, shaking his head as he reaches down to grab sensei's gross cum filled hand. "Yeah sensei, it was more than good it was great!"
And sure sensei tells him that you can't be calling someone sensei after they've had their hand on your cock, but also sensei's face is red the whole time so that kind of makes up for it.
So cute❣️
I love minx Johnny but I also like awkward soft Johnny
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subscorp for the ship meme?
teeheehee :)
002 | Send me a ship and I will tell you:
• When I started shipping them: hey did you guys know theres a chin tilt™ in the movie Mortal Kombat Legends: Battle Of The Realms (2021) that Ive seen this january of the year 2022
• My thoughts: I hate them so much. theyre perfect foils in almost every way you can think of. they have an extremely appealing enemies-to-friends arc. in fact they tick most of the enemies-to-friends-to-lovers dynamics in one way or another, in one incarnation or another. with the multiple timelines deal you can even sprinkle a little bit of soulmates trope in there. you cannot have one without the other in the general consciousness. theyre perfect opposites and so similar at the same time. their shared storyline is Romantic with a capital R, with its fair share of drama, revelations, guilt, duty, honor, and conflicted feelings, two assassin clans alike in dignity, in fair earthrealm where we lay our scene. theyre LITERALLY fire and ice and everything about them just bring you back to that point. AND theyre both stupid pretty on top of that.
• What makes me happy about them: they were grown in a lab for 30 years to appeal to me personally💙💛 literally tick every single boxes
• What makes me sad about them: if they werent two guys they wouldve been canon ages ago and you know it
• Things done in fanfic that annoys me: mischaracterization in favor of the author's personal fantasies, usually sexual. Sucks so much when a good fic or a good concept gets ruined by them being OOC during (sometimes uneeded) sexy times. I know thats like, 90% of the fics on AO3 but still, lemme mourn.
• Things I look for in fanfic: if we're going Legends or OG timeline, you can never go wrong with a good old devoted protector scorpion. If we're going current timeline, oooh babey gimme that grandmasters middle age mutual pining, sometimes keeping things simple is where its at.
• My wishlist: so fun fact, most of my wishlist already kinda happened, thanks snowblind but literally everything before it. So I guess I would really just like to see the two of them interact in a casual setting for once, see how theyd normally interact. Second would be cuddles and kisses ofc.
• Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other: Im a subsmoke enjoyer but ONLY in a tragic doomed teenage romance kinda way, two boy best friends in an extremely restrictive environment that forbid close bonds let alone intimate, come on. Other than that... kuai has stupid chemistry with a lot of characters but in the actual story i dont see a lot of potential candidates. As for hanzo, I like him with harumi ngl, if he manages to get his family back good for him, but just like kuai, the ninjas are pretty isolated otherwise and have the closest narrative bond with each other so if not with the other well I dont think Id see it :/
• My happily ever after for them: Legends/OG timelime wise, scorpy continues to play guardian angel with benefits while kuai gives him a purpose, current timeline is the two grandmasters accidentaly making their clans more and more alike due to them sharing a similar mindset, which could perhaps eventually end with them reuniting the clans as it once was, as joint grandmasters wink wink. but my personal favorite is the mk9 sub zero ending where both of them "disappear together into legends" and are just living together in a little house in the middle of nowhere when theyre not avenging the innocents. and disappear even more into legends when they both get to the netherrealm killing the shit out of everything in sight there.
#THANKS SAGE#would you believe me if I intended this to be short but then I couldnt shut up?#tagging later#ask meme#torterragarden
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i literally just stumbled upon ur acc randomly since i was looking for wukong enthusiasts and ! it has been a very nice blast reading through your lmk art reblogs and *especially* your writings!! theyre really good, im in awe of your writing style — also, ive seen u do a few answers to asks giving songs so please correct me if im doing this wrong i dont use tumblr often HAHA but could u share your insights of the songs “the moon will sing - crane wives” and “rises the moon - liana flores”?
hello yes that is me resident wukong enthusiast i wear my crown-combination-jester's jingly hat proudly
i'm elated that you like my writing so much! especially since i feel a little lackluster about them. it helps keep me going! sorry i took so long to respond, everything else unfortunately comes first before goofy fun times on tumblr
the song thing was actually me asking for 🥭🍑 song recs, of sorts, and then it sorta spiraled out of control with me sharing what i thought and how it related, to people asking exactly that. it's kinda fun! it was really draining, but yours is the first i've done in a few days, so i'm refreshed! welcome to the party pal
about the moon will sing, it's a good reflection of how macaque apparently came to view himself: the moon in the shadow of the sun, and we all know that the moon only shines because of the light of the sun. it's hard to know if macaque naturally ended up like that or if it was some malicious act by wukong that may have left him in the dust.
this song reflected off macaque is very i am the victim here and you gave me no other way to be but that. i wonder if macaque saw his existence coming second place ahead of him and sort of accepted that as his fate (despite how angry and bitter he seemed about it in "shadow play")—Instead I made a bed with apathy
the third verse—
Name your courage now
We could have had anything, anything else
Instead you hoarded all that’s left of me
Swallowing your doubt
Like swords to the pit of my belly
I want to feel the fire that you kept from me
—faces a macaque who clearly feels wronged by what happened between he and wukong. that's what it's really all about isn't it? macaque feeling wronged (and of course being murdered will do that to you, i think he's a little in his rights to be pissed about it).
about rises the moon, this song is... really beautiful. it very much encapsulates a macaque who is on the path to recovery and healing, him accepting what has happened to him and knowing that as bad as it was, it will not always be that bad. he will suffer bad again, but it won't stay so—
But after sunlit days, one thing stays the same
Rises the moon
without more elaboration, i picture him a field of flowers that gently undulate in the breeze, glowing from the soft light of the full moon. him, palms pressed back as his weight rests on them, and his head is tilted to the sky, eyes closed, letting the wind caress him and ground him—Oh-oh, close your weary eyes / Breathe, breathe, breathe
here, he's at the point where his trauma and anger no longer control him. it's not perfect peace, but it's peace within his reach, and he will now always strive for that.
#ask#anonymous#🥭🍑📻#really rises the moon is beautiful#and her voice is so... nice... soothing. satisfying. her annunciation tickles my brain the right way
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did nottt like this one
the first i remember of the dream was a chimera priest- as in, he had two sets of dna, and his blood wouldnt be shown as being his
i follow him around for a bit in the car, only seeing him in moonlight from the windows
it's around 3am, it's an hour earlier when i wake up
i have trouble processing what he's saying, he talks about swearing on the bible, its relation to blood, and then we go downstairs and he starts chopping vegetables.
i ask him why so early, i dont remelber what exactly he answers other than "besides, ive already talked to my mom"
oh also. because i've been asked about it somewhat recently- this dream was in english, i distinctly remember the priest speaking english and myself speaking english, though when i was with the rest of my house i'm not sure if they spoke english or danish
somehow i come to the conclusion that the priest has been possessed by ghosts. he said that he was the man me and asriel saw standing over our bed. i confusedly questioned it, he reconfirmed that i and astiel dreemurr had slept in the same bed and had seen him in our room. i had no memory of this and told him so
i ask if he has trouble sleeping, he says yes and i say i do too (true irl)
at some point during this i think about my mom, wondering if she had been possessed(?) too. something to do with my tiktok join date which was apparently in april i think, the 25th..? i had to find someone who knew me before that date, i think something related to plurality and imitative DID
then it sorta transistions to not being about me, but some woman instead? and she married the priest. someone said it was like she had married twins, and his stories were inconsistent, like one day saying he was finnish and the next day he wasn't (this was specifically what was said, as well as a bit more details i dont remember)
i think around this i remember swiping through tiktoks with someone by my side, think to show him something. then pretty much all the videos were of this nonverbal autistic guy (real person) doing a buncha things, including playing rugby?
transitions to me being in my room and very dizzy. i go out to the hall, theres a bathroom to my left, V says something to A about keeping me in check. i sort of question it, dont think i get an answer. A is cleaning? i said something about being dizzy i think, and something was said about one contact person noticing and the other not, but not actually just like... theoretical..? idk words
oh and this was in my old group but with the people from my current group, slight layout change too. there was a flock of adults by the office, including M (used to be my contact irl) and Mw (adult i like) and some others i cant recall
V misgenders me when referring to me but then corrects himself? made me happy ehe. we all go into A's room and talk about the weirdness. A said for him it was like everything was becoming darker and low resolution, while for me it felt like the world was tilting- the dizziness i mentioned.
i think this was where i woke myself up intentionally, but not entirely sure
at other points in the dream, it really functioned the same just in different settings. like something about being in the mall parking lot with my grandma, and moving things from one car to the other. there was something about weapping breasts in clear plastic that im pretty sure was sexual..? but it wasnt a sexy dream at all. something about someone (in the mall?) wanting to show off her breasts and me being interested in the appearance of how the clear plastic changed how it looked..?? i. do not know how to describe it but it really was not sexy to me it was just interesting. i have that a lot too irl hoh...aceness intensifies lol
but moving things between cars. there were 4(?) glitches bottles, which i dont think were safe to drink from since the glitches had left the water open to air. one of the bottles didnt have a neck, it just curved around it, and i showed it to my grandma and a lady who was standing next to the car.
my grandma seemed...out of it, not quite there mentally, as i tried to make a system for sorting it. i said we'd sort it based on if we wanted to keep it or not, and the keeping stuff would be moved to the other car
one of my irl plushies, Peter Pilot, was there but had no clothes and har leaves stuck in his fur. i considered him and decided to keep him. my grandma's spacyness was making me uncomfortable. i think the car was covered in fur(?idk if thats the word, could be a rug or steeringwheel-cover texture too idk)
some other related dream, i was with...3? people. i don't remember much except them deforming, losing ability to speak and melding into inhuman shapes, impossibly wide mouthes and big heads
and then. i dreamt basil detransitioned and everyone left me. but i think this was the first dream i had
ky said something about having become friends with basil again because of him having changed to a cool pfp. i asked to see it and his bio. i dont think ky ever replied, but referred to him with she/her during the dream. this probably comes from basil having changes his name on discord to his old name irl, though not one he ever used while knowing me. now im wondering if thats the point of it, yet he kept the name i gave him to match mine. betrayer. but anyways
i looked and saw sleepy was away, had the same status as irl, but then later i looked back and their name had changed, something about being logged off. they had a bio now, i dont remember the specifics but it said theyd be gone for an unspecified amount of time. it was out of nowhere and without warning. i remember half seriously wondering if they were testing me to see if i would become bad like i was before
i saw one person typing in a dm, but then stopped, and then another person did as well but... at first these two were the same person, but then when the second started typing, the first became another person
think thats all i remember. it was all very incredibly disorienting, strong dissociation the entire time, strong disconnect and maybe even loss of reality. scary
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featuring + contains ;; — GN! reader x hanma shuji, kisaki, readers a former delinquent.
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" make yourself useful for once and just pick them up for me. " a stern and annoyed voice vibrated out of the device he held up to his ear. he rolled his eyes, " when i started helping you out, i did it so that i would have fun. not so id run your shitty book errands. "
" you'll get your fun, this is only a one time favour, anyway, " the voice sighs, " i don't have time to pick them up today, and i need them soon. " hanma mutters a fed up whatever as he hangs up on him, undoubtedly moody. he shoves his phone into the pocket of his hoodie, walking up the few steps in front of the library. pushing open the door, the bell chimes as to let you know someone had entered. looking up from your dark fantasy novel, you greet the new face with a welcoming smile.
it wasn't often you'd get new people visiting. it wasn't that the library was failing, it was just that it was normally the same faces coming around to return or borrow a book. as you left behind your obsession of adrenaline, you found yourself spending extra hours in the cosy building. the scent of the fairly old books brought you comfort as the place was overall soft on the eyes. colours of beige, cream white and autumn colours blending together with the wooden shelves with piled up books going from years back, it was simply a nice place to spend your time. and you were getting payed for it too, so there was that.
you were only sixteen, meaning the job was part time, but even on the days and hours you weren't working you couldn't help but pop in every so often.
you redirected your gaze to the printed words of ink on the cream white sheets, turning the page when necessary. you drove out the occasional noises of footsteps and books being taken out their shelves, the bell ringing as people came and left. once you notice someone coming closer to the desk you were at, you put in your bookmark to keep track of the page you were on as you put the book to the side.
you looked up at the person in front of you, blinking at his height as you returned to your senses and gave him a small smile. "i dont think ive seen you here before, are you new to the area? " you ask softly as you take the book and begin to scan it, "nah, im just getting a couple books for a guy i know. im not a big fan of reading. "
" no? there a reason, or is it just not for you? " you carry on leading the conversation with light small talk, which he doesn't seem to mind, " i guess. ive tried getting into it once or twice but i was never able to find something i enjoyed. "
you laugh, " i bet i can name a book you'd like just by looking at you. "
" really? " he asks curiously, tilting his head to the side as he returns your grin, " i mean, you can try. " he offers as you look him up and down, eyes settling at the punishment and sin tattoos on his hands for a while longer than the rest of him as an idea pops into your head, " maybe.. the dawn of the dead? "
" no. "
" you've only heard the title and you're already shutting me down? " you laugh quietly, " i can tell i won't like it. " he announces as you shake your head, " shut up, we have a copy here somewhere. " you say as you get out of your seat, walking towards one of the book cases with him lazily trailing behind you.
you skim the bookshelf as your finger ghosts over the many spines until you find the book you had named, you let out a hum of accomplishment as you find it and gently pull it out of its place. you hold it put towards the taller male as he takes it, flipping it around as he reads the blurb.
".. alright, maybe ill give it a try. " he laughs as you smile proudly, " you won't regret it. its a great book, but its a shame that there's no sequel. " you pout as you remember yourself searching it up in search for one, only for find none. he chuckles to himself whilst noting, " they must really enjoy reading if it upsets them that much. "
"it better be good or ill burn down this library, " he half-joked as you blinked, concerned, " come near here with a lighter and ill knock you to next week, but! its so good that im not worried about a sudden pyromaniac showing up at night. " you poke fun at him as he begins to look even more interested, " id pay to have u try knock me up like you say you will. " he teases as you snicker, " i could if i wanted, rea- "
you're cut off as you instinctively dodge a fist thrown towards your face, you frown, "what was that for?" you ask, annoyed. " so you ain't all talk, huh? "
" i hope you didn't actually mean to knock me out. " you groan as he puts up his hands in mock defeat, " what? you dont trust me? " he asks as you sigh, " ive known you for a little under ten minutes, how would i know? " you answer his question with one of your own as he returns your sigh, yet a shit eating grin was still plastered on his face. " how heartless of you, and to think we were beginning to form a bond. " he places a hand on his heart as you lightly punch his shoulder, " maybe i should've recommended you some cheesy romance instead. "
" follow me, let me get your name down. " you say as you walk back towards your desk, opening a draw and taking out a book as you flipped to the most recent page with an empty name, " aah.. whats your name? " you ask, looking up at him, " hanma shuji. " you nod as you scribble down his name, writing the name of the novel next to it along with the date.
" both of us should get going now, my shifts ended and the libraries meant to be closed in a few minutes. " you say as you begin to gather your few items, putting them in a bag that you hung over your shoulder. he hummed in acknowledgement as the two of you walked out, you locked the door of the library as you turned to him, " well then, bye, hanma! " you wave as you smile and walk away, " bye- " he started as he realised he didn't know your name, " wait!- "
but you had already left. he sighed as he turned, beginning to walk as he saw kisaki coming towards him, " i came myself because you took so long. " he sighed as he looked at the book hanma held, noticing it not being one of the ones he told him to get, " where are the books? " he asks as hanma laughs.
" damn. i forgot. "
"what? " kisaki asks as hanma shrugs, grinning. " i said i forgot. was too busy talking to the librarian. " he said as kisaki stared at him with a mix of disbelief and annoyance, " what, you talking to someone like a normal person? i personally find that hard to believe. " he says.
" nah, they were cool. 'round our age, a fighter. complete nerd, though. pretty cute. " he described as he walked, " what, you mean y/n? " kisaki raises an eyebrow as hanma grins, " so that was their name? "
he carries on thinking to himself as he notices kisaki still being annoyed at him forgetting his stupid books, " alright, alright. ill get you em tomorrow. "
he honestly only said he would go back the next day so that he could talk with you more.
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