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wackarat · 15 days
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I saw your post that you want to draw guts! Perfect, I give you a magical permission and excuse to draw guts ✨✨✨
~same person that gave you a magical permission and excuse to draw gunslinger
lmao the permission anon strikes again and i must answer
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peachybruiseslego · 25 days
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gandalaria <3 :)
i just realized i forgot her face paint please forgive me..
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silliemop · 6 months
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cannot wait for splatoween
i’ll try to draw shiver and big man before it starts‼️
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stargirlsuicide · 2 months
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hiii ally ^__^ what’s babyteeth about?
hii sid!! its actually like my favorite movie ever omg
its abt this girl, milla, shes 16 and terminally ill. she falls for this guy named moses. hes homeless, hes an addict and he deals drugs to make money and hes also wayy older than her. millas and her parents both know shes not gonna live for long so they let her spend her her last months alive with moses
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bby-deerling · 2 months
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hiii I just saw the virgin zoro head canons and I was thinking abt sub!zoro...
like one night where he feels so overwhelmed w desire and wants to give into your intoxicating aura so he lets his walls down and allows you to tie his hands w his bandana 🫣 ughhjsk I love dom smm but ik for a fact sub zoro would be so bratty i wanna tease him nd leave hickeys all over him I NEED HIM UNDER ME SO BAD 😫😫
ughhhalgsh nonny, your mind >>>>
sub!zoro headcanons (nsfw)
cw: sub!zoro, light bondage, overstimulation, oral (reader receiving), face sitting
tagging: @cloudzoro @atanukileaf @eelnoise @willowbelle @kibblz-n-bitz @kaizokuniichan @stsgluver
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at first, he's simply amused, and his ego is more than slightly stroked at just how much you want him—so much so that he nearly doesn't realize how quickly he gives in to you.
does not stop yapping. when you're on top of him riding his cock, he teases you for being so eager to use him. tying his wrists with his bandana makes him smirk and remind you he's only playing along because he wants to. when you're still riding him despite the fact that he's already came twice, he continues to rasp out that you feel so good around him, as if it's the only thing he remembers how to say.
despite his strength, he plays along with any restraints you put him under. he can easily break free, but he sees it as a test of self-discipline and his iron will—it's just another form of mental training to him, and he doesn't lose.
regardless of the role he's playing, zoro prides himself on being able to please you. feel free to sit on his face and smother him with your pussy—he'll drown and suffocate beneath you with a wicked grin on his face if you let him.
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scary-lasagna · 7 months
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I LOVED THE VAMPIRE POST SMM. So like would Liu, EJ, BEN and Jeff let their vampire s/o bite them and drink their blood?
Homicidal Liu
Liu is squeamish when it comes to blood due to his past trauma of obvious reasons.
And even with a high pain tolerance, he wouldn't voluntarily allow himself to be bitten.
Many risks come with the first bite; An artery could be sliced, blood infection, too much blood loss, you hate the way his blood tastes so therefore you will hate him forever.
That last one was just Liu's imgaination running wild, but all together it's pretty risky.
He might offer a test bite, not a full chomp, but a little nibble on his arm to see how it feels. A pinprick was all he could describe it as.
But he quickly backed out once he caught wind of the blood trickling down his arm.
He might allow a second attempt, but not anytime soon. 
Sully, however, is a different story. He would let you drink this body dry, and force Liu forward in the middle of it just to be a sadistic asshole. 
Either way, they're both willing to try at least once.
Eyeless Jack
Jack doesn't think that you would enjoy his blood very much.
Much like the liquid that seeps from his eye sockets, his blood has a tar-like consistency. 
It wouldn't go down easy, and if your body rejects it since it's not truly 'blood', it won't come back up easy either.
Ultimately, Jack says no due to your safety. It just too big of a risk for Jack to feel comfortable letting you take a bite out of him.
Jelly donuts are better, anyway. Especially at 3am while everyone else is asleep.
BEN
BEN will act tough and dominant up until it's actually time for you to bite him.
He'll get squirmy and find excuses to delay the inevitable now that he's talked the big talk and agreed to do it.
You'll of course call him out on it, and will nervously sit down and away from his stack of DS games that he wanted to organize alphabetically. 
"Are you sure you want to do this?" You ask him, with a comforting hand on his knee.
"Yeah.." Ben sighs and rubs the back of his neck with a nervous tic. " I'm just afraid it'll hurt or I make a weird noise or something." He chuckles lightly.
"We can start, and if you want to stop we can and I won't judge you for it." You reassure. "Or we can do blood lettings which doesn't involve biting."
"It's that like plague doctor shit, though?"
"Well yeah but it doesn't invol-"
"Just take a bite, babe."
He trusts you with all of his heart. And he lets you take a bite.
And yes, he does make a weird sound.
Jeff
Oh hell yeah, fucking go for it.
No questions asked.
Jeff thinks it's hardcore, and frankly, he's not experienced enough to know the dangers of blood letting or blood biting. He just thinks your hot and that you wanna bite him.
And honestly? Go for it. He's probably got a few diseases lurking in there but you're immortal so it doesn't affect you.
He would urge you to keep going even after he feels light headed, just ot see how long he can stay awake.
Jeff can be an extremely convincing individual, but do not trust him.
He can and will pass out and then you will have to call Eyeless Jack and explain everything to him.
He will not be happy.
Jeff will try to kiss him thinking that he's you.
And then Jeff will get swatted away and start crying out of rejection 
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cranberryjuice-posts · 3 months
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Hi!!! So i bet you probably won’t see this but i love your clarisse fanfics sososososo much!! their so addicting! i was thinksing if you could do clarisse la rue x (Aphrodite child) reader where the reader is super insecure about her battle scared or scared in general, a random boy makes a comment about the scares reader has and clarisse you know protects the reader after clarisse finds out about her insecurity’s and she’s like “uhm ma’am you are beautiful” and starts kissing her scared while telling her how beautiful she is! (inspired song match into water would be amazing if there could be involving kissing and it being romantic!)
AHHH I LOVE THIS SMM
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I still think you’re beautiful
Pairings - Clarisse La Rue x Aphrodite! Fem! Reader
An - this is actually my first request so I was really excited to write this 😭😭
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You stood infront of the floor length mirror inside the pink Aphrodite cabin. Your siblings already gone— you however stayed back studying your outfit which was a simple pair of shorts and a black bikini top which suited your figure.
Silena walked over and fixed the knot in the back of your top. “You look beautiful” she insisted but you just shrugged. You touched the scar that ran across your torso, it started from your left shoulder to above your bellybutton with a matching scar across your lower gut which was a result from a hellhound a few years back when you first arrived to camp.
“Yeah.. beautiful” You mumbled earning you a light hit on your shoulder. Normally you covered up your body not wanting to show the scar but silena had convinced you to wear a breathing suit to the camps lake celebration of Dionysus 20th summer.
There was a loud banging at the door which brought you back to earth. Silena opened the door where you overheard clarisse complaining about how long it was taking. You sighed and grabbed a flannel throwing it on before walking to the door with your towel in hand.
“Stop complaining I’m here” You chuckled, clarisse paused when she saw you. Silena gave you a look, in response you just rolled your eyes. “You ok?” You chuckled. Slightly moving your arms to hide the scars but clarisse just nodded moving forward and grabbing your waist.
“Peachy..” she softly spoke and kissed you, her hand rubbed against your scar making you flinch back slightly. You knew clarisse loved you and knew about the scars but you refused to tell her about how you really felt about them
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Down at the lake you decided on scopingout the scenery mainly since you were still sitting on the shore, since it was later at night there was a large bond-fire, campers were swimming and your siblings were all either flirting around or sneaking off with some camper.
You laughed as you saw silena in the water with Charlie - her yelling in a joking tone while he splashed her. Clarisse however was wrestling with her siblings just enjoying herself.
You let out a deep breath and stood up taking off the flannel and shorts to match the other campers.. you tapped you thigh as a confidence boost before walking up to clarisse.
She shoved her brother down and panted. “Talk more shit Common” Clarisse threatened, she felt a tap on her arm and turned around. She grinned when she saw you - pulling you into a kiss clarisse mumbled. “Hey there~”
“Hey~” You laughed, pulling back you looked up at her appreciating her attempt to calm your nerves. Looking down you saw clarisses brother Hunched over, She noticed you looking and shook her head. “Don’t worry about it” cutting you off clarisse grabbed your waist and led you towards another area of the lake.
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“I’ll be back ok” you smiled at clarisse gripping her arm while she was talking to some friends. She nodded and bent down kissing your cheek.
You walked towards a table that had some food, grabbing a few things you over heard a kid behind you.
“Aren’t Aphrodite kids supposed to be beautiful”
You turned around to say something but quickly realized you were out matched as the guy in-front of you was taller, stronger, and how close he was to you it was safer to stay quiet. “Aw cat got your tongue” he sneered. You just glared up at him, trying to back up you ran into the table.
The kid just scoffed. “I bet your moms fucking disgusted by you.. I mean with a scar like that” he leaned forward and hit the scar. “Im suprised she claimed you, it’s actually ironic the goddess of love and beauty has a daughter with such a fucked up body”
He watched as you shoved past him quickly leaving. He laughed and continued to throw taunting insults but you didn’t care you just grabbed your clothes and shoes before running back to your cabin..
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An hour passed, by now it was 10pm and you were still alone in your cabin- sitting on your bed trying to stop crying. You heard the cabin door open.. quickly you wiped your eyes before looking up and seeing clarisse.
“Hey” she gave you a smile and walked over to you, sitting down beside you she kissed your cheek and grabbed you face softly. “What happened.. I heard from some of your siblings that you had left suddenly after talking to some guy”
“Nothing” You shook your head.. clarisse knew something was up. “It wasnt nothing or you wouldn’t be in here crying” she scoffed.
You pushed her hands away from your face and stood up walking to the center of the cabin to avoid her.. clarisse stood up aswell following you not liking how your back faced her. “So are you gonna tell me” she asked. You kept quiet however.. “y/n” she grabbed your arm getting slightly frustrated and tried to turn you around.
“Can you not” You pulled Your arm away, crossing your arms over your body especially you waist. She took a few minutes examining your body language before sighing figuring out what happened.
“Somebody say something to you? Who” she stepped forward.
“Lise do—“
“No if someone fucked with you you need to tell me- what did they say? Was it something about your mom, your body—“
You sighed as clarisse continued. “Just stop!” You finally yelled making the girl step back.. it took a few seconds for clarisse to realize. “Was it about your scar?” She softly asked her anger still resonate in her voice.. your silence told her all she needed. “It was Jordan who Said something— I knew I should of beat his ass the first time I heard him talking shit” she turned to leave the cabin but you grabbed her.
Clarisse turned around angry, her complexion softening however once she saw your face.. your free hand covered your face with the only sound being tears.. instantly clarisse hugged you and started to whisper sweet nothings to you.
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Soon you two laid on your bed, clarisse tucked s stray strand of hair behind your ear and kissed you softly. “Babe..”
“Hm” you responded.
“What did he say to you” at first you didn’t respond and clarisse sighed. “Please, I won’t do anything but please just tell me what he said”
It took a few minutes before you talked.. ���he said i was hideous.. that the scar was disgusting and how my mother should of never claimed me because I don’t actually show traits of beauty”
“Clarisse what are you doing” you asked as the girl moved over you onto the floor before making you sit up. Confused you just watched as she lifted your shirt off.. clarisse reached out and touched your scars making you sigh. “Lise their an eyesore why are you touching them”
“You know..” Clarisse started. “In battle my father Ares has gotten numerous scars.. he shows them off with pride” she continued to trace your body and scars with a certian care. “Scars show you went through something tough…. You survived and now your here with a symbol of resilience”
Something that shocked you though was when she leaned forward kissing it.. you blushed watching as she trailed your torso in kisses.. “I’ll always think your beautiful, your my bestfriend.. you have no idea what I would do if I lost you and someone like fucking Jordan who hasn’t even be claimed yet doesn’t get to say shit to you understand” you gave a half laugh but nodded “I’m serious y/n.. you were attacked by a hellhound, you killed it and you have these scars as a sign that you beat a monster like that… don’t be ashamed of them” her tone was almost like she was pleading.
Clarisse kissed your neck then your jaw then your lips finally before adding a final kiss on your forehead. She didn’t care what anyone said.. clarisse loved you and that was more then enough.
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The following day Jordan was put in the infirmary, aswell as you learning clarisse lost desert privileges for a few months
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adelheidvonschicksal · 3 months
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hi i love your writings smm 🥺😩💞💞and i was wondering if you can write something for shy quiet , innocent fem reader whos like Literally an angel and very kind who haves healing techniques and also yuji's distant cousin with sukuna ?
A/N: I'm not the best at Sukuna, but here's a try! I kinda wanted to try to write him simped.
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His predatory eyes have been on you for a while now.
Initially, it’s barely a development for Sukuna to learn that the vessel he’s stuck in has a cousin. It’s a distant relationship, separated by a couple of centuries, but it’s there. It isn’t a mark for concern until he sees your powers. Healing others isn’t special, but bringing back a missing limb, fixing a soul, the chance you could bring a body back, that’s more interesting.
“I didn’t manipulate their soul. The shape was wrong, so I gave it enough that it could put itself back to the way it wanted to be, and it worked out!”
You didn’t seem to really realize the extent of your own power, chirpily going on with life like a colorful bouncing baby bird from what he could tell. And as his interest in your technique starts to grow, it leads to something else he can’t explain.
Sukuna blames this body that he’s in for the reason his attention always sparks up whenever he hears your voice echoing in this body. Whenever Itadori interacts with you, there’s a torrent of happiness proliferating throughout his entire body, including to where Sukuna’s soul maintains itself. That’s where he decides this interest in you comes from.
That’s where the deliciously darkly satisfied sensation upon seeing fluster spread across your face whenever he decides to interrupt you and Itadori comes from. The way you squeak and shy into yourself, resisting that urge to tremble at his presence – which he can still make out – is mouthwateringly delectable. Sukuna presumed this was an easy way to piss off the other soul in this body, but that isn’t the case.
There’s a rush of something indecipherable when that innocent smile appears on your cherub face. The faintest hint of life threatens to lurch into his chest when you place a hand on this boy’s shoulder, sending that heat all the way down to him.
It irritates him because those actions aren’t caused by him but by the brat whose body he inhabits. It irritates him because he shouldn’t be thinking about these things in the first place. Desiring them. Desiring you. Never having the time to remember what this type of desire was in the first place.
At least not until now.
This body is failing, puddling with its own blood from the loss against a pitiful opponent.
Maybe Itadori should have brought you with him after all instead of leaving you behind at the mission start. Sukuna is already aware of the reason. His “precious little cousin” is the only family he has left after all, by his own miserable words.
(“How pathetic. You think you can’t protect her.”)
The brat was right to leave you behind if he died that easily.
“Uh, Sukuna?”
The King of Curses lifts his head; there’s cursed energy and light flooding this body, barely enough that his own soul clings on.
“Are you still…” a small cough, “in there?”
Sukuna wastes little time cracking an eye open. It’s a worth sight to see. Your cheeks are wet with the beginning of tears, a meek and scared gloss to your eyes when you notice him leering up at you from his head’s position in your lap, and your chest pumped up with a shaky gasp that makes him smirk.
“Isn’t this a surprise? Called on by the little lamb herself.”
Just like the name suggests, you tense and frightened like the fragile creature, a fear so palpable that he can smell it wafting in the air.
“Since this is such a rare occassion, I'll give you three seconds of my time. What do you want?"
Fearfully, you struggle to ask, “You can heal people, can’t you?”
Sukuna isn’t sure why you would ask that when you’re classified as a healer yourself. He’s positive the only reason he’s still here is due to your influence then it dawns on him.
“What’s the matter?” he cackles. “Not enough curse energy left to finish the job?”
When you fail to respond, he knows he’s got it right, and his brain already begins to turn with how many ways he could take advantage of the situation when you finally nod.
“What would I need to do for you to help me heal him?”
“You dare try to bargain with me.” His tone is brusque, pure intimidation mixed with amusement. “What could you possibly have to offer me that’s better than watching this punk sorcerer die?”
You’re as much of a fool as the boy, he thinks. The difference though is that unlike him, there’s more that the King of Curses wants from you: your power, your body, your soul, and the innocence comprising it and displaying in the doe-eyed look that you give him as you gently bite on your bottom lip.
“Please,” you shakily air out, tears spilling out in the weakness of your voice, “I’ll give you anything you want.”
“You.”
“Me?” you ask. There’s a moment of hesitation as your eyebrows knit together. “I-I don’t understand. Why me?” you question; there’s an air of confusion about the question, brewed from the innocent nature that can’t even begin to think what you would have that could benefit him.
“Do you want the deal or not?” he asks, patience artificially short. You’re hesitant, unsure what to say as you stare at him. “I’m not going to keep the offer up for long, woman.”
Slowly, the fear starts to drain from you, which causes him to go silent as your fingers brush your fingers along Itadori’s forehead, pushing the messy blood-soaked tufts of hair away. Your eyes waver, flooding with another layer of tears that collect on your eyelashes, but you quickly blink them away.
“I accept,” you finally relent, a forced smile stretching across your face; a fragile attempt to offer him, or rather yourself, a little optimism and sweetness that sends a lustful pulse down his stomach. “I’m yours.”
There it was, easier than he ever imagined, and he couldn’t stop himself from laughing at the irony. This boy’s decision to protect you would be the very thing leading you to him.
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Good day to you, I adore your stories and it would be interesting to read fan fiction about the Hotel Hazbin Adam×Reader | woman| as Adam's third wife who is pregnant with his child, what will be his actions before birth and after, if it seems strange to you, then you can not write or not respond to my request, I will not be offended💗) Have a nice day/evening Sorry for my bad English, I'm Spanish;^
RAHHH THANK UOU SMM ☹️☹️ it’s not strange to me i would love to write this 😁😁 also yr english is perfect!!! i will write this as if they were in heaven, so it’s a little more shocking, and it will be a mix of a fic and headcanons
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New Life, even after Death | Adam x AFAB!Pregnant!Reader
Relationship: Romantic Warnings: MENTIONS OF (PAST) ABUSE!! it is a brief mention and doesn't carry much weight but it is there regardless. Mentions of pregancy and birth, light NSFW, Adam being Adam
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You needed to check if your eyes were seeing things correctly, or if you needed glasses. After all, there wasn’t any way that you were seeing two lines. You stared at it for a moment, unsure of what to do. After a moment, you snapped out of it before hurriedly grabbing the other test that sat on the counter and using it.
Now you had 7 tests in front of you, all with two pink lines on the little screen. You were holding the last one, waiting with anticipation to see what it would say. However, you knew what it was going to say, the previous ones had the same response. You had to face the reality that you were pregnant.
You are pregnant.
You were wracking your brain as to how this could be possible. You were in the afterlife, there was no way you could be pregnant. Not that you weren't overjoyed, you were elated. In life, you had trouble conceiving, much to your disappointment. It seemed that your husband at the time was also disappointed, killing you after your nth attempt and nothing to show for it. In your final moment, you couldn't help but feel a bit relieved, thankful that you had never had children with that man, in fear that he would do the same to them. After passing with no biological children of your own, you had grown to accept that you wouldn't ever have any.
When you first entered heaven, you were uneasy with how many children's souls there were. However, with time, you grew to enjoy the company of them. Playing with them while on your way to places or when you had the time, before either you had to leave or they were called out too. It warmed your heart and helped heal that small part of you that mourned never having kids. It helped you strive to be better and to experience the joys of being a mother. It was also how you had met your current husband, Adam.
You have no idea how it happened; one moment one of the children was introducing you to the first man, next thing you know, you were walking down the aisle with him standing at the end. You weren't one to complain, he was so sweet and patient with you. He was the first one you told your past to, from your childhood to your trouble conceiving, to even your terrible first husband. He held you tight as you cried and recounted the last half of your life. In turn, he told you of his life on earth. His life was like being married twice, and raising his kids and ancestors. His favorite pastime was watching humanity, the small acts of kindness from one person to another.
Of course, he had his faults, he was human. He would mock and laugh when people did stupid things. When someone he saw as not worth his time, he was known to wave them off without much thought. He would get angry over the smallest of things, and throw small tantrums when he didn't go away. Ever clingy when there was another male, in fear of losing you much like he did both of Lilith and Eve. You could list all his faults and flaws, yes, however, you could also list his virtues. 
All in all, you loved your husband and knew that he loved you in return. It seemed that now, you both would have something to love just as much. You dragged yourself out of your thoughts as you looked down at the test, seeing that it had the results.
You stood in the bathroom that you shared with Adam, holding the final pregnancy test as it showed the same results; the same two pink lines that repeated over each test. Overwhelmed at the prospect of having a child now,  you fell to your knees as tears began to build up in your eyes. You were going to have a baby.
A baby. 
The thought became overwhelming and you sank into a full-on sob. There you were on your shared bathroom floor, crying like a baby as your wings were wrapped around you, doing your best to soothe yourself. Clutching the pregnancy test to your chest, you hunched over so that your stomach was touching your knees. You were so happy, so sad, so confused at the whole thing that once you finished crying, you just sat there for a while, staring at the wall. You were so out of it that you didn’t hear the knocking at the door or someone walking in. 
“Hey sorry to barge in but Adam is looking for yo-oh.” A voice snapped you out. You turn to the voice and see Lute, still fresh in her exterminator outfit. Once she gets a good look at your face, she tenses for a moment, before dropping her weapon and rushing to your side. “Hey- is..is everything alright? What happened?”
Unable to say anything, you pull the test away from your chest, showing Lute. She took a moment, looking at you weirdly before taking it. After a while, her eyes widened as she turned to you.
“How?” She questioned, to which you could only sob-laugh in response. She didn’t say anything, just looking at the test that was still in her hands. You both sat there on the floor for a while, before another voice rang out in the house. 
“Hey, sugar tits. I’m home.” Shuffling came from the front of the house as you and Lute shot up, looking at one another. Both of you scramble to your feet and leave the bathroom, grabbing all the numerous tests and taking the one from Lute. “Damn. Where the fuck is she? She normally runs to greet me.”
Lute picks up her weapon and leaves the bathroom first. She hesitates for a moment, looking back at you with a twinge of concern, to which you nod, assuring her to go ahead. 
“Go ahead. I just…need to gather my bearings first.” She nods and leaves. As she leaves, you hear Adam begin to question her. Now alone in the bathroom once more for a few moments, you do your best to make it look like you weren’t sobbing your eyes out and figure out how to tell him.
You can’t help but think of his reaction. Would he be happy? Upset? You couldn’t fathom the idea of him getting upset, recounting his stories of when he took care of his firstborn. The fondness that was not only in his tone but also in his face showed that he did enjoy being a father. However, it had been over a millennia since he took care of a baby. Would he even want kids? You shake the thought and take in a deep, albeit shaky, breath. Leaving the bathroom and going to the front of your home, there you saw Adam. He stood by the front door, his mask removed and looking entirely bored of the conversation he was currently having with Lute. His eyes lazily move across the room before they land on you, he seemingly brightens before ignoring Lute and running to you. He grabs you by your side, spinning you before pulling you into a kiss. 
Startled by his reaction at first, it took you a moment before you returned the kiss. Placing one arm is thrown over his shoulder while the other flies to his hair, gripping it.  You make sure to keep the test firm in your grasp and not drop any. Feeling him smirk into the kiss, he begins to nip at your lip, attempting to deepen the kiss. You hear Lute clear her throat, stopping both you and Adam from furthering the kiss. Adam smacks his teeth in annoyance, looking at Lute.
“What? Can’t you see I am greeting my beautiful wife?” He says, squeezing you a little closer to him. Lute rolls her eyes before looking at you at the hand that had 7 tests back to you. You don’t say anything but instead smile softly at her, assuring her she can leave.  She nods to you, taking her leave. With Lute gone, Adam smirks, before looking at you and snuggling his face into your neck. Giggling at the feeling of his stubble tickling your cheek, you pull him away by his hair. He grunts softly, the tug not too painful for him. You spend a moment looking at him, smiling at the look of your husband as you swear he has hearts in his eyes. You opened your mouth with the intent to greet him, however it seemed that your voice didn’t agree with what you wanted. 
“I’m pregnant.” 
Once again, it takes a moment before Adam responded.
“What?”
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He passes out lol
He was not expecting that information after coming back from an extermination
Once he wakes up, you hand him the various tests, all showing that you are indeed pregnant
Very confused as to how you are pregnant like you both are dead? nothing should be working as it would
You both go to the seraphim and ask if they know what is going on
They don't lol
If anything, they are the MOST confused as to how this is happening
After the initial confusion, Adam is overjoyed to be a father again!
Literally tells everyone he talks to in any manner
"HEY FUCKFACE I GOT MY WIFE PREGNANT!" "Adam. That's the mailman." "HE NEEDS TO KNOW-" "Sweetie, no-"
In other words, word spreads fast.
Before you know it, all of heaven is literally congratulating you when you step out of your house
A lot of glaring at Adam, who just smiles and acts all innocent
Now that he knows, say bye-bye to independence.
Of course, he will give you space when you need it, but if you don't say anything he is most definitely hovering over you.
In your first trimester, he isn't as clingy, actually the most laid back throughout the entirety of your pregnancy.
Second and Third are his worst phases, never leaving your side at ALL- literally walked into the women's restroom after you (you promptly kicked him out, stating you just needed to piss)
When you start to show, he coos at your stomach, touches it, and sings rock songs to it.
Also will get you clothing that pronounces your pregnant belly
sure he would get you loose, more comfortable clothing too, but literally is so obsessed with your belly 
Compliments you all the time, rubs you from head to toe when you ask
Coaxes and reassures you that he loves you, even as your body changes 
Speaking of body changing: boobs
He will grow more obsessed with your boobs as they grow bigger from the milk
Will ask you numerous times throughout and post-pregnancy if he can drink from them 
Kinda won’t stop until you cave, he just wants to try it so bad. The last time he dealt with a pregnant woman, was Eve and at that time he didn’t even know it was an OPTION. so seriously heaven-bent on trying it
His other kids, the ones he had with Eve, are elated to have a new half-sibling. 
Because of this, when you throw a parent shower (You and Adam elected to be surprised for the gender), you gain a ton of stuff. Somehow got 3 strollers, a huge chunk of clothing for about the first 1.5 years of the baby's life, and a lot of toys. 
The seraphims even went and gave you a personal gift for you and you alone.
Even with all the preparation, when your water broke, Adam was NOT prepared in the slightest.
Panicked and forgot all the important stuff while you were hunched over, holding your tummy as you waited to be fully dilated. 
You had a private room to yourself to give birth, Adam by your side the whole time, a worried look on his face. He remembered when Eve gave birth, the pain and fear on her face mirrored that of yours.
However, in the end, everything was alright.
After squeezing the life out of Adam’s hand, most likely cutting off all circulation in it, you gave birth to a little girl.
Adam was beyond elated, loving his little girl so much even though she was covered in vernix, blood, and mucus.
Having mainly sons, anytime his daughters just existed in front of him, he couldn’t help but be elated at their existence. 
Couldn’t wait to hold his daughter and feel her tiny hand wrapped around his finger
Not that he wasn’t checking up on you the whole time, he was.
When the doctor and nurses who helped deliver his daughter whisked her away to clean her, his attention was solely on you
Murmuring against your skin, telling you how great you did, how lovely of a job you did, and overall praising you and making sure you were okay.
─── ⋆⋅☼⋅⋆ ───
“She’s okay?” You say, panting and entirely exhausted. He nodded and kissed your forehead. 
“She is perfectly fine. What about you mamas? How are you?” He asked, wiping the hair that clung to your sweaty forehead. You could only nod as you tried to catch your breath. He smiles, relieved that you are okay.
You both stay there for a while while waiting for the doctor to come back. While waiting, you can’t help but think of how surreal this all was. You were finally having your baby, after your whole living life of wanting one, praying, and getting nothing in return. But now? You were watching the door for the doctor or nurse to walk in at any moment with your little girl, as your husband held your hand and stroked your hair. 
Eventually, a nurse entered the room, with a small bundle of pink and purple. Adam stayed by your side as the nurse made his way to your side, handing your baby to you.
“She is perfectly healthy. Just wanting mom at the moment.” He says before leaving you, your daughter, and Adam. Holding her in your arms was a type of bliss you couldn’t help but tear up over. Here she was, your joy, the love of your life, your world, planet, and stars. Tears slip out as you kiss her forehead, the feeling of her wispy hair tickling your lips.
“She looks like you.” Adam softly says after a moment. You look at him and see he has the look of utter softness and love on his face. You smile in return, tears still running down your cheek.
“What? She just came out? I don’t think she looks like anyone just yet.” You say as Adam presses his hand against your cheek, wiping away some of your tears with his thumb. 
“I know. But if she is anything like you, I just know she is going to light up the whole afterlife.” 
You sob a little more, putting your hand over his and close your eyes. 
“How did I get so lucky?”
“I think I am the one that got lucky,” Adam says, causing you to open your eyes. He leans in to peck you on the lips, you lean in turn. After the kiss, you rest your foreheads against one another, relishing in the bliss of the moment. “I love you.”
“I love you too.”
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RAHH AND THATS IT!!! I HOPE U ENJOYED IT ANON AND ANYONE WHO READ THIS FAR-
i went into this not an adam lover, and i came out one as his no. 1 fan. i love writing characters i wouldn't normally. lets me think about them more than i normally do LOLL I wanted it end it off on the sweet note, so if there is more that was wanted i apologize but regardless, i loved loved lovedd writing this super soft and fluffy
i just checked my word count how is this almost 3k words what the hell
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astraystayyh · 11 months
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Fic recs
some of the fics I've read on here that really left a mark on me. some of them contain smut and i will mark them as such, mdni with those!
the dating experiment | hyunjin x reader. slow burn. fluff. angst. fake dating. @caseiloveu
one of my fav hyunjin fics, the whole setting is so cute and if you love pining you'll love this!
adulthood can wait | jeongin x reader. fluff. reassurance. @inniejeonginnie
the sweetest innie fic. it made me feel very seen and comforted on a topic that makes me anxious!!
wedding cake samples | felix x reader. fluff. @caseiloveu
this was sooo cute. the idea is original too and their relationship was the cutest.
evermore | hyunjin x reader. non idol!au, slow burn. barista hyunjin. fluff. smut. @staytheword
one of the first hyunjin fics i read on here but i still remember it!! it's so well written and their relationship is so soft :(
nothing, everything | han x reader. angst. comfort. @inniejeonginnie
the softest han comfort. truly felt like drinking warm tea on a cold day.
jealousy, jealousy! | series of ot8 x reader where the boys/reader are jealous. some of them have smut. @candlewaxandp0lar0ids
i remember i read all the 8 parts of this series in one go, i loved how it was written and how natural it flowed!
royal guard!minho x princess!reader | fluff, angst, light smut @leviackermanscleaningbuddy
i love royal aus and this was amaaaazing!!!!! loved LOVED the tension that comes with forbidden love
better left unsaid | minho x reader. angst. @felixore
i read this so long ago but i remember thinking THIS IS REAL ANGST. loved it
eighteen | best friend seungmin x reader. university au. slow burn. fluff. angst @soobnny
ONE OF THE BEST seungmin fic on this app!! read this at 3am and i couldn't pause it because it got me hooked LOVED it sm!!!!!
the things we define as love | seungmin x reader. university au. strangers to lovers. fluff @soobnny
another AMAZING seungmin fic (you're the best seungmin writer on here), i remember reading it and thinking this is pure poetry
in between | jeongin x reader. angst. fluff. mutual pining. @inniejeonginnie
the perfect combination of angst and fluff that makes you want to reach inside your phone to make the characters CONFESS
what I'm looking for | seungmin x reader. strangers to lovers. hidden identity (escaping from a marriage). fluff. hurt/comfort. @rachalixie
reading this felt like finding shelter on a stormy day. i loved it so much. seungmin brainrot that's all i have to say.
butterfly bandage | bang chan x reader. uni au. fluff. angst. smut. @subskz
one of the best written pieces I've ever read, truly. this series amazes me and i don't want it to end. so so beautifully written.
the enemies to lovers project | minho x reader. enemies to lovers. uni au. slight angst. fluff. @softukiyos
I LOVED THIS SMM. the progress of their relationship felt so real and the idea is so original too. such a delight to read.
bunny | neighbor minho x reader. strangers to lovers. angst. fluff. smut. @tasteleeknow
such a comforting read!!! i loved the way minho was portrayed as the gentlest man to exist. which he is!!!!!
everything and no one | minho x reader. maidservant!reader x prince!minho. forbidden love. smut. @tasteleeknow
one of my favorite written pieces as well. the soap detail really stuck with me and the progress was so beautiful, wish i could read it for the first time again.
red | chan x reader. fluff. angst with a happy ending. @rachalixie
this was a poetic trip through Taylor's song red. loved LOVED the way it was written and the symbolic of the color red.
i didn't accidentally love you | hyunjin x reader. fluff. uni au. @amelee23
poetry club and poetic writing. one of the cutest hyunjin fics ever that made me giggle so hard.
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yeondollie · 1 month
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ɪᴛ ᴀʟᴍᴏsᴛ ᴡᴏʀᴋᴇᴅ ♡ 𝜗𝜚
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. . paring ; toxic! yeonjun x fem! reader
. . warnings ; ANGST .ᐟ, fighting, drabble, explicit language, crying, degration, junnie is mean, kinda? fluff, apologizing, good ending, nicknames (baby, pretty girl, princess), i thinkkk that it :D !
a/n ; hiiii guys !! i missed you so so much im so sorry for the sudden break . . i had a lot going on n stuff but i'm feeling better and back to writing fics :> ! i was listening to it almost worked-tv girl this morning and omgg i love tv girl smm but i needed to make a fic about something like this soo enjoy ᥫ᭡
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“why the fuck are you so dramatic?” yeonjun scoffed, looking up at you as he sat on the couch. you two had been fighting for what seemed like forever but in reality, it had been on and off for about a week. yeonjun was pisses, livid even because of the way you’ve been acting.
you had blown up his phone, went on a drive at three in the morning, and even blew up his friends phone because after another argument about god knows what he had left. he left without saying anything and to you that meant possibly another woman.
as he stared up at you in anger, you suddenly started to feel bad. maybe you had took it too far this time, maybe you needed to have some trust in him. “jun.. i was just worried. thats all..” you say, in a quiet and gentle voice.
you were never one to get anger or yell or even cuss; he was the complete opposite of you. “_____ i dont give a fuck! you’re so clingy it’s disgusting..” his face made it clear, he wasn’t lying. he meant every word that came out of his mouth.
it was coming out again. not word vomit, not even actual vomit but just pure tears. they started dwelling in your eyes and suddenly your vision went blurry. “y-yeonjun..” he noticed your shaky voice, shaky hands, and most importantly- glassy eyes.
his heart started to crack and he realized just what he had said to you. his mind went blank and all he could do was slowly wrap his arms around you. when you called him ‘yeonjun’ rather than ‘jun’ or ‘jjunnie’ his heart stopped.
“i-i didn’t mean to.. u-upset you yeonjun. i was j-just worried.” while not hugging him back, you just stood there- limp. he desperately held onto you. this was the first time that either two of you have had any type of physical contact in weeks.
his words started to sink in. no not into you but into him. had he really said that to you? his hands were all over you. caressing your face, hugging you, even planting kisses all over your pretty face. “i-i didn’t mean any of that princess.. i-i where are you going?”
before you could reply to him, you walked your way to your bedroom. locking the door before you slumped on your bed and started crying into the pillows. you could hear loud banging on the door accompanied by a few “im sorrys” from time to time.
eventually, you fell asleep. all the crying did really tire you out and you just wanted to forget about the situation at the moment. it was now 7:38pm and it was silent. silent outside, completely dark, and yet you could see your phone light up, over and over again.
jjun !!
im sorry baby i didn’t mean any of it i miss you please im sososo sorry pretty girl r u sleeping? sorry i love you so much
you
im awake now come in my room plz i miss u more baby
you slowly hear the door crack open and your boyfriend walks in, his glassy eyes staining his originally cold ones. “_____ i.. please im sorry i didn’t mean to hurt my b-baby..” he carefully sits in your bed, placing a hand on your head and comforting you.
safe to say it worked, it always did. here was the thing, it was always a cycle with yeonjun. there was no “time apart” or even a break of some sorts. he always convinced you to stay or hear him out. and you did just that, time and time again.
“i-its okay jun.. come here please.” you sniffle and he enters the covers and wraps his arms around you. he was so warm, so comforting it almost made you forget what he made you feel like when you weren’t in his arms. the next hour and a half consisted of his corny compliments to get you back where he needed you.
“you’re so pretty princess, you know that?” he whispers in your ear, planting kisses all over your face. he was trying to butter you but god it was working. you could feel the butterflies in your stomach and the heat rising up to your face. “junnie..” you cover your face in embarrassment.
yet he removes your hands and starts smiling at your flustered face. he cant help it. you look so cute, so gorgeous, so beautiful he couldnt help but continue to stare and smile at you. “its true.. but im really sorry i didn’t mean any of that. i..i really wanna make us work pretty girl.”
god just that nickname got you latching onto him for dear life like he was gonna run away from you. he wanted to make it work. just for you guys? your heart was touched yet a part of you doubted every word that came out of his mouth. but maybe this time he’d be different.
“i know jun.. me too. i want you. i want you more than anything.” you smile, feeling content for the time being.
a/n ; i know i’ve been gone for FOREVER and im so so so so so sorry ! school was stressing me but im on spring break heheheh :0 so expect more fics! (i hope)
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sage-green-matcha · 10 months
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can you please do “there’s only one bed” trope with Ethan Landry and it’s pure fluff but reader and Ethan are just “friends”, pretty please and thank you 🩷🤗
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THE PERFECT PAIR - ETHAN LANDRY 💐
“You know me, better show me that you could say it to my face. 'Cause you know we're the same, there's worse things I can take” - beabadoobee
Content includes: fluff!! Sweet Ethan!
A/n: thank you smm for the request! I hope u love it!
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"Damn Y/n, is your bag really that heavy?" Sam watched as your shoulder sunk to one side, the heavy bag pulling you down. "Yea you're struggling, do you really need all of that?" Tara chuckled.
"Okay well first of all, Yes. I do need all of this. Also yes, it's really heavy" you mumbled, kicking the bag in front of your legs as you walked. "Hey, woah! You're gonna snap yourself in half" Ethan lifted the bag off your shoulders, sliding it easily into his. "Thanks..." Chad smirked as you looked up at Ethan.
Everyone knew you two had a thing for each other, which is exactly why they made a plan. A very thought-out one, but not very original. "It's working!" Mindy mumbled with a big smile. "It hasn't even started" Chad looked back at the two of you with a smirk.
Ethan had confirmed he was crushing on you, accidentally slipping it out when he was tipsy. For days he begged Chad not to tell anyone. But the whole group already knew. That was just confirmation. "You sure this is gonna work?" Tara walked by his side. "I know this is gonna work"
"Okay! Pair up with your hotel room buddies" Everyone ran to one another, it seemed like you and Ethan were sick with how fast they paired off, avoiding the two of you. "Well uh, guess we'll be good roommates right?" You nodded, your heart beating like crazy. You didn't wanna room with him, you couldn't. Being next to him made you all giddy so staying in the same room with him? You could never.
"Okay, good!” Mindy smiled, walking up to the front desk. "We have a reservation.." You blacked out as she talked, nerves filling your body. This could go so wrong. Or so good. Or it could be the most mediocre thing that you're overthinking about. But you also knew that nothing that included Ethan was mediocre.
"Here's the room keys" she handed them out, everyone slumped as they walked over to the elevators. "I'm so tired" you mumbled, everyone, shaking their heads. "You slept the whole ride, Ethan's shoulder suffered from your fat head" "Mindy, shut up!" You glared at her.
You all got to your floor, everyone spreading out to find their rooms. "What number is it?" You stood on your tiptoes, holding onto Ethan's arm. "306" you furrowed your eyebrows. "Huh...that's separated from everybody else" he just shrugged, pulling up your bag while he looked around. "Looks like It's on the other side of the hall" 
You eventually found the room, swiping the key onto the door lock. You searched for the light, your eyes widening when you saw the bed. "Uh...are we sure this is the right room?" He plopped your bag down, looking around the room. "Well..? The key worked"
You ended up dragging Mindy and Ethan to the front desk, making her ask for a different room. "Sorry kids, that's the only one available at the moment. We're packed for the next couple of nights" You wanted to die. "Tara, please! You know damn well you're gonna sleep in the same bed as Chad. Just trade rooms please?" She shook her head, hiding her smile. "No, I'm not sleeping with a drunk ass Chad" you groaned, covering your eyes.
You asked everyone. They all said no. "You guys are so rude" you mumbled, walking back to your room in defeat. "So...what did they say?" Ethan prayed that they all said no. As much as this was uncomfortable for him he was kinda happy about it.
"They said no" You slipped off your shoes, sitting on the bed next to him. "I can just sleep on the chair…it’s fine! Really!” You shook your head. "It's whatever, we'll figure it out" You knew it was wrong, that you didn't wanna figure it out. Your heart bounced around inside of you, nervous for the night. It could be normal, one of you on the couch and the other on the bed. But maybe, somehow you two could end up together on the same bed.
After a long afternoon of chatter and laughter in Tara and Chad's room, you headed back to yours. You were too tired to even care about the bed, completely forgetting about it till you opened the door.
"What are we gonna do about the bed?" Ethan mumbled, wiping his eyes. "It's okay, we can share" "Are you sure? I don't wanna make you uncomfortable. I can just sleep on the chair..." you took a glance at the red chair in the corner of the room. "It's okay Ethan, trust me. That chair is way too small for you" his face got hot as he saw your smile, watching you grab your pajamas before walking into the bathroom.
A swarm of butterflies flew around in your belly, making your face heat up. You didn't wanna get too excited. You wouldn't even be facing him anyways. He was just a friend and nothing more, this was just a friend thing! You tried to convince yourself but you couldn't get that feeling out of your stomach. You felt creepy. He definitely didn’t feel the same way, but you decided to let your delusions take over for a bit.
As you walked out of the bathroom Ethan was already laying in bed. He cuddled up to one of the pillows, his face smushed against the fabric. He looked so cute.
“Is it okay if I keep one of the lamps on…?” “Uhm, yea it’s okay” You peeled back the white bed sheets, adding your favorite throw on top. The room was dark besides the lamp and the moonlight that peaked in through the blinds. The smell of cleaning products filled your nose as the sound of a fan played in the background.
You were glad Ethan let you keep the light on. You could never sleep with it being pitch black, it gave you the heebie-jeebies. You positioned yourself, trying to get comfortable as you faced away from Ethan. You tried your best to get comfortable but you couldn’t, turning around to face Ethan’s back.
Ethan quickly caught onto this, also feeling the same amount of discomfort you were in. “This bed isn’t very comfortable, is it?” His voice was low and raspy, facing you with a small smile. “Uh uh” your hair rubbed against the sheets, the small sound filling your ears.
You scanned his face as he stared back at you, noticing details that you never got to see before. The way his eyes crinkled when he smiled, small marks all over his skin. “You have really nice eyelashes” It just fell out of your mouth, but you meant it. “I- oh. Thank you” You noticed how his cheeks filled up in a pinky hue, gaining you some confidence.
You could go on and on about his face. How full his lips were, the pretty color of his skin. But you didn’t wanna creep him out, keeping it to yourself. “I like your lips…” you held back a smile, covering the bottom of your face with the blanket. “Thank you” your laughs were whispered, Ethan, noticing how flustered you were getting.
You felt yourself move back as he brought his hand up to your face, realizing how weird it probably was. “Sorry, sorry. I don’t know what l was doing” You chewed on your lip as he brought his hand down, pulling the side of your face closer to his. “It’s okay” your whisper was unstable. Your nervousness escaped your body through your voice.
You watched as his eyes scanned your face. From your lips to your eyes, an unorganized pattern of movements that slightly confused you. You could tell he was nervous, his hand getting warmer with each second that it was on your skin. His face was inches away, feeling his soft breath on your face.
You had begun to grow impatient, lips seconds away from touching. The anticipation made you go insane, only paying attention to the way his heart was beating with your hand on his chest.
As crazy as it seemed his was probably pounding harder than yours, lips on lips. “Don’t be a tease E” Your lips brushed against his, the feeling of warmth and satisfaction filling every pore in your body.
Your face grew hot, Ethan pulling you in as he became addicted to your taste. Your lips were soft and cushiony, perfectly fitting onto his. Breaths and words were jumbled as you two got even closer, Ethan’s hands finding their way to your hips.
All you could feel was fire. It was like a giant firework was exploding in your stomach. Your hands ran through his soft curls, noses touching as you pulled away for air. His face was so red. Making you giggle with a hand on his cheek.
“You look so cute when you blush…” you combed your hand through his hair, pushing it all back as he admired you. He pulled you closer, hugging your body tightly into his. “Better?” “Way better”
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neteyamslovrr · 1 year
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congrats on 2k!!🤍🤍
may i request number 8 + angst with ao’nung?? thank you!
FORGIVE YOU
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thankuu smm for giving me this prompt, i had lots of fun with it. ao'nung is not as babygirl and he is more stupid meanie bf.
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Cold, alone, and restless. That is what the last few weeks have consisted of every time you tucked yourself into the hammock for two. Only being used by one.
Ao’nung says he’ll be back before it is too dark, the stars in the sky being the only light that shines on your village. He says that he won’t get caught up with his friends, he will always be back to sleep right next to you.
But he isn’t. And he hasn’t been for days.
So now you lay with your back turned to the entryway of your shared home, listening to Ao’nung’s voice get closer. Laughing boisterously as if he didn’t care he has left you alone for another night.
You wanted to get up and scream at him. Maybe you would do it in the morning. The night begs you to sleep but your mind screams to argue with Ao’nung. To express the weight of his actions and how they ache your poor heart.
He walked in, large smile immediately dropping as he saw your tired form swaying softly on your shared hammock. He knew he said he’d be back to be with you, he knew he had betrayed your trust once again, and he knew he was hurting you.
He large feet padded against the fabric floor, the only sounds were his anxious breathing followed with your soft disappointed sighs.
“Flower…I’m sorry.” His hand rested on your shoulder, begging you to face him so you could sense his sincerity.
“You said you were going to be here with me tonight.” You looked away, staring harshly into the wall you faced. Your heart was beating as the confrontation of his actions teetered closer to you.
“I know. And I messed up…I am sorry.” Turning towards him, still laying in the hammock, glassy eyes fixated on his guilt ridden face.
“How many times am I supposed to forgive you?” He winced at your words, escaping your tongue, and lashing him in the heart.
“Just this once, I- I won’t do it again.” Rolling your eyes you scoffed. You couldn’t believe a word coming out of his mouth. How could you?
“How can I trust you? You have done nothing but lie and break your word.” His heart tore just like he had torn yours. How he wished he would’ve looked into the sky more to recognize it was time to go back home. Back home so his beautiful mate was not left to deal with the absence of his presence. Where he could treasure the moments they shared and not create memories of breaking your heart into two.
“I will show it to you. I promise.”
You pursed your lips, tired of the arguing. No longer wanting to talk about this, your body yearned for sleep. You shuffled over in the hammock, making room for Ao’nung. He was your mate, your other half, souls intertwined. You could talk about this in the morning.
“Let’s just sleep. I don’t want to talk about this anymore.” Ao’nung frowned, he knew you were still upset. He knew you would talk this out in the morning, but he wished that when he shared this hammock with you, that you were not sharing despair. That is his own fault.
“I’m sorry flower.” He reiterated again as he slipped in behind you, arms hovering over your body, not sure if he still held the right to hold you.
You could feel his hesitance, and you couldn’t deny how much you craved his warmth for so long, Days of being without it. You lightly squeezed his hand, showing that even if in a fight he is still your mate, you would sort this out in the morning.
But now you let your bodies melt into each other, filling the tears in the other hearts, as Ao’nung hoped you would forgive him one last time.
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thankyou so much for reading my loves <333 i'd love to see u in my notifs !!
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gh0stsp1d3r · 9 months
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Oooo omg what about a Carmy x fem!reader where he hears commotions coming from right outside of the restaurant, and he goes out there to see some guys harassing a girl, he chases them off and brings her inside? Maybe the restaurant had just closed, but he (obviously) makes an exception and takes care of her? Gets her some water and makes her some food? All in all just making sure that she’s okay🥺 Anyways, Y/n showing up the next day to the restaurant to thank him (like imagine her showing up and being like, can I please speak to the head chef? Richie nearly making a scene lol until Carmen comes out and is like “shut it!”😂). Anyways, he makes her food on the house and asks her on a date?
I love this smm SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG.
The bear masterlist
Warnings r in the request!
On the house
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You were simply walking down the street, when suddenly you heard a few whistles behind you, along with a few feet on the concrete.
You didn’t look back, pulling your bag closer and hoping the men would go away. You walked faster and so did they.
“Heyyyy, we know you heard us!” One said, suddenly grabbing your shoulder. You swallowed and turned back away from them, when they grabbed you roughly this time, and shoved you against the glass windows.
You looked at the three of them, and started to pull out a pocket knife when one of them grabbed your arm, and the other holding a gun to you suddenly.
You whimpered as they put the gun on your temple, the broken street light and empty streets were not helping you.
You had nothing to do but agree to do whatever, submit to them. Either that or you…
You stayed quiet, and they started to laugh at how you were scared. They began to drag you when Carmen walked out the door, running a hand through his hair and then looking at the scene in front of him.
He stopped and he saw you, with tears in your eyes, clearly being dragged against your will. The cigarette hung out his mouth, he then threw it onto the ground as he ran up to them.
“Hey, assholes!!” He shouted, they all turned to Carmen.
“What? You gotta problem?” One asked him, walking close to him. The other pinning you against the fence.
“Yeah, actually. So get the fuck out of here.”
“What are you gonna do about it?”
He sighed and pulled out a gun, the gun that Richie had told him to use if he was gonna stay late every night. He pointed it into the air and fired it.
“Go.” He said, nodding his head. The men quickly scattered back when they saw others gathering around, and Carmen put the gun back so it was hidden.
He looked to you, and he went over to you. You backed up a bit and he put his hands up.
“It’s alright. You’re fine. I’m not gonna hurt you, just uh…. You okay? They didn’t touch or anything?”
You shook your head and he nodded. “Okay. You wanna uh… I actually own the place right there, if you wanna just… chill out for a bit. I just closed up but-“
“Please.” You squeaked out, voice higher than you thought. Your anxiety was high, and your arms and legs shaking, feeling like jelly.
You didn’t know what you were doing, what if he was gonna do the same thing like they did? He didn’t seem like it though, he just saved you.
He nodded and started to walk, looking back and seeing you walking behind him slowly.
He unlocked held the door open for you, and he told you he’d be back, going into the back for a moment while you sat down. He sat down across from you.
“So…” he started, hoping to start a conversation. You were looking down at the floor and now looked up at him when he spoke. He handed you some water.
“Thank you.” You said quietly, still shaken up but smiling ever so slightly at the man. He smiled back.
“Of course, of course.” He nodded and stayed silent for a little bit after. “So uh… what are you doing walking this late at night?”
“My cars broken and then my phone died, so I had to walk home.” You said, and took a sip of the water.
“Oh. That sucks. Uh…if you want I could give you a ride… ” He said.
“No. I’m fine. It’s fine.” You said quickly, waving the idea off.
“No, seriously, it’s nothing.” He said.
“Are you sure..?”
“Of course. It’s fine, it’s fine.”
You smiled at him again “Thank you. So much.”
“Yeah. It’s nothing.”
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“Hey, what can I get for you?” A man at the counter said, looking at you.
“I’m looking for Carmen.” You said softly, the man started to grin, the smile reaching his ears.
“Cousin! Gotta girl here for you!” He shouted.
“What the fuck are you talking abo-“ he started, and stopped when he looked at you.
“Y/n.”
Richie smirked and pat his back. “Looks like your finally getting some, bro.”
“Shut up.” He shoved his hand off of him, and rolled his eyes.
“Hey. Gotta minute?” You asked with a small smile.
“Umm.. yeah, just give me a few minutes. Could you go out back? Behind the wooden fence.”
“Yeah. Sure.” You said, and he quickly went back into the kitchen.
You waited and sat down, on your phone. He came out with a plate, handing it to you along with a fork.
“Oh- you didn’t have to-“
“On the house.” He said, sitting next to you. “Eat.” He said, nodding to the plate.
You did so, and you looked up at him, with wide eyes. He laughed at your reaction.
“That’s.. fucking amazing.” You pointed to it with the fork, and he smiled.
“So, how are you?” He asked.
“I’m fine.. still a little… shaken up. But my cars fixed.” You said with a small shrug.
“That’s good. Good.” He said, sniffing.
“How about you? You know a lot about me, I only know your name.”
“Not much to know.”
You laughed quietly and ate some more.
“I was wondering.. you’re really… beautiful, and I know that we just met, but I wanna know more about you.” He looked at you now.
“You asking me on a date?”
“Maybe.”
“Yeah. I’d like that.”
“Can I give you my number?”
“Yeah.” You opened your phone and he gave you his number.
“I gotta go.” He checked his phone, and stood up. “I’ll call you.”
“Alright. Bye, Carmen.”
“Call me Carmy.” He said, walking backwards.
“Why Carmy?”
He shrugged and smiled, tripping over a rock slightly and regaining his balance quickly, you laughing at him and walking back.
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I never really know how to request things but I’m going to try bc I love your writing!
One of my favorite tropes of all time is touch starved best friends to lovers who are pretty much already in a relationship but are denying it to themselves and each other!!!
I would love to see something like that for Matt (who reader knows is Daredevil) where everyone (especially poor Foggy) is ready to hit them over the head with one of Matt’s batons.
As long as it has a happy ending I will adore it 💜💜💜💜
(Hopefully I did this right lol)
hii!! not to worry, you did it right!! and thank u smm<3 love love LOVE that trope too! thanks for requesting, hope you like it💌
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matt murdock x female reader
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Admitting the truth is hard, but even more so when it's to yourself. Knowing that one day you'd have to profess the feelings you've been containing, rather than the comfort of denial - pretending like your friendship with Matt hasn't progressed into something more romantic.
Developing a romantic interest in your best friend is uncharted territory - it's often unrequited and something most people tell you to avoid. You'd listen if you could, but you were far beyond that point now.
Over the last couple of months, you and Matt would unknowingly test the waters - hang out more by yourselves, leave a lingering touch on the small of each other's backs, or hug a little longer when saying goodbye. All these little things you'd usually do as friends, but now more elevated, like there was a new meaning behind each touch and smile. 
But, it was like you were both holding back, keeping parts withdrawn, not wanting to be repudiated- as if you were scared of your feelings being unreciprocated, though you were clearly on the same page.
You and Matt would share these moments that were often difficult to convey to others - uneasy to share with his friends and your own. When you and Matt were together, it was like you were in a bubble - in your own safe, little world, and if you let others take a peek inside, you were scared they'd ruin it for you.
You thought you were keeping things inconspicuous - hidden, though you'd often hear Matt's friends making light remarks about your situation. Foggy saying about those times when he caught you dropping off lunch for Matt at work or Karen mentioning how you look at him. You'd repeatedly tell them that you were just friends, and it wasn't how they were thinking, though they'd never believe a word out of your mouth.
So one night, after deciding enough is enough, you let yourself into Matt's apartment while he was out on patrol, setting the table with Thai takeout you had picked up. You wanted to have an impromptu date night, your first official one as a couple. All you had to do now was ask him to be your boyfriend.
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okay so first off, your stories are so great?? LIKE SUB SCARA TOO. *tucks hair behind ear and blinks cutely* I love your blog sm?? diehard submissive genshin boys right here ✌️
But if you want smthn other than smut, thennn... how about a really touchy reader going away for a good month for some sort of work related occasion and how the genshin guys would feel about being away from the reader's touch for so long?
if you can, mind if you include Xiao, too? 🥺 any other guy is fine too
That's all, have a good one, you cool person on tumblr ✨️
So used to your touch, but you've got work!
Characters: Scaramouche, Xiao x reader (separate)
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Summary: they're so used to your touches — hugs, kisses, hand holding — all of it. How would they feel if you're gone to do work and it's been a month without your loving touch?
A/n: THANK U SMM FOR UR KIND WORDS AAHHH— I just think putting a brat mf into his place is nice *smile* Anyways, thank u for ur ask <33 This was nice to write :] I'm sorry if it sort of sucks aahh I haven't written anything sfw for so long lol- I wanted to put in another character, but I got a little busy
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Xiao
Upon hearing that you'll be gone for a month, he allowed you to give him a long hug. Just so it could be burned into his memory for a while. Xiao's a busy man as well, needs to protect the citizens at dead of night. Yet he doesn't hesitate to come when you call him for a cuddle session. Spitting words of 'no respect for my work' as he doesn't let go of you while you play with his hair.
He's still busy when you're gone. But his mind is elsewhere when he fights. He knows you won't call for him since you're gone for work. Yet he hopes he'll hear you.
When he gets a little free time, Xiao goes to the room you were staying at while you were here. He remembers how whenever you called for him, you were always in the same spot, ready to give him your love! As much as he wants to say you're getting in the way of his work, you really aren't. You're a breath of fresh air and you're there to care for him.
Xiao wasn't the one for a lot of physical contact, but when you came along, he looks forward to it all the time. And now he's waiting for you to come back.
It's been a month. He's still fighting and checking in on your room. Sometimes he holds his own hands, even if it's embarrassing for him, just so he could remember how yours felt in his. How you peppered his face with kisses once you had finished cleaning up some wounds he got from some fights. Xiao knows you're busy. Is that how you feel when he's gone? Oh how he couldn't wait to go in your room and see the lights on.
Scaramouche
First few weeks he's relieved to be free of your constant intruding. Relieved, he says. In fact, he's getting more upset, worried? Scara wouldn't admit that he misses you. He misses you a lot
Yeah, you did inform him that you'll be gone for a month with a nervous smile and he had just shook his head, saying a simple okay. He didn't expect it to be so boring and lonely.
Whenever Scaramouche comes home, you're already running around the corner to greet him with kisses. When he's just making something in the kitchen, you appear, setting your head on his shoulder, hands around his waist. Or those random touches whenever he's just sitting on the couch, watching boring news while working.
Yeah, he missed it alright. That's why he spends more time at work, just so he wouldn't have to go to an empty house. At some point he's wondering if you just left him, not thinking of coming back. Just a few days and it'll be a month without you.
Even if it felt like more than a month. Scaramouche can only imagine your touch now. He's deep in his thoughts and waits for you to return. He just wants you back. See your stupid smile whenever he speaks about his dumb coworkers. He would never admit he misses you or your touch. He often sits in silence and wonders, will the door open and your cheery voice come through?
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