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— 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬.
in the vast expanse of time, the tiniest moments shine the brightest.
✦ info: “jing yuan kissy kissy mwah mwah smooch” — mika, 2023.
✦ featuring: jing yuan.
✦ warnings: kisses galore, tooth-rotting fluff., not proofread.
✦ notes: hi hello please have this medium low effort drabble written because i wanted to kiss jing yuan in the middle of the night
the starchess game lays forgotten on the table.
instead, jing yuan is all that has your rapt attention.
he tastes of bitter, bitter tea and sweet, sweet honey, plush lips soft and oh-so-deliciously warm against yours. the scent that clings to his clothes is fragrant jasmine, and you send a thousand thanks to your past self for purchasing that specific perfume.
you like that smell on him, you think. it suits him. you know it will linger about your own person for hours to come, and you don’t mind at all.
and as your lips move to his forehead, to the space under his eyes, to the bridge of his nose, down to the very tip, he laughs, the sound coming from somewhere deep within his chest. it travels throughout your entire body, from your ears to your heart, and all the way down to the tips of your toes, a pleasant warmth spreading through your soul.
“oh?” he hums, nuzzling his nose with yours. “someone’s very, very affectionate today,”
“are you complaining?” you quip, never bothering to stop, littering pecks all over his jawline, on his chin, up to the little mole underneath his eye, trailing featherlight touches in the wake of your kisses. your fingertips trace his sharp features, taking in every curve, every angle, every bump, tenderly drawing shapes into pale skin.
“not at all. on the contrary, i’m rather enjoying it.”
“oh, i know you are.” you smile against his cheek, giggling when his fingers brush your side. “hey,” you chide playfully. “watch the hands, general. you know i’m ticklish.”
“my apologies,” he grins, not a trace of remorse in golden eyes. without warning, he tugs you closer until you rest on his lap, arms finding their way around his neck, returning your affections tenfold. his kisses grace every inch of skin he can find, mirroring the path you followed on his own face.
his eyes flit to yours to make the briefest of contacts with your own, adoration evident in amber, before closing to savor the feel of your cheeks under his lips. subtle whispers of affection for you fall freely and unrestrainedly.
goosebumps rise along the lengths of your limbs, electricity running down your spine. your previous thoughts are but a distant memory; how can you think of anything, when you have jing yuan lavishing you with all the affection in his being?
after what seems like both an eternity and almost no time at all, he pulls away slowly and slightly, eyes lidded, breath shallow. white hair cascades down broad shoulders, ponytail unraveling somewhere in the middle of your exchange, ribbon fallen to the floor. he says nothing for a moment, simply choosing to play with your clothing as his gaze remains fixed on your figure.
“staring is rude, my love,” you tap his nose mischievously.
a slow smile stretches across his face as he moves closer, pressing his forehead to yours. “but admiring a work of art isn’t, my love,” he murmurs against your lips. his voice is gentle, quiet, appreciative; his words cradled by a soft whisper the same way he cradles your face in his warm, calloused hands. “you look wonderful like this. so mesmerizing, i can’t take my eyes off of you.”
the words of admiration that roll off his tongue are sincere, heartfelt, and you know exactly how much he means that. he’s made sure that no matter the circumstance, no matter the situation, you never doubt what he feels for you.
you send a shy smile his way. “you’re beautiful too,” you tell him, just as sincerely, twirling a lock of his hair.
he nudges his shoulder against yours. “then i suppose we make a dazzling pair, don’t we? perhaps we should invest in eye protection for those around us?”
you snort. “i know your pockets are deep, but truly, that’d be a waste of money.”
he throws his head back in laughter. “ah, you’re right.” he says, pretending to consider. “i’m sure they’ll be able to handle our radiance just fine.”
oh, how you wish every moment could be like this one.
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whipped/obsessed!eddiemunson with hyperfem!bimbo!popular!reader where they can’t keep their hands off of each other.
he’s always kissing you, touching you, groping your body in some way.
the PDA is HEAVY.
you both just love each other too much.
one evening when eddie has a campaign meeting for hellfire, you go with him.. except this time, you’re really just meeting your cheer friends after their practice to go shopping with them and they’ll just drop you back off at the school when you’re done shopping for miniskirts and heels so eddie can take you back to his trailer.
however, you both spent a good 15 minutes making out in his van before he had to (begrudgingly) go inside. so, you find your locker to fix your makeup.
you’re reapplying some lipgloss in your little heart mirror that is hung up on the inside of your locker as eddie admires you, telling you how cute, pretty, or beautiful you are..
you, of course, giggle and blush, and he takes your free hand and kisses your knuckles, then peppers small kisses to your wrist and up your arm to your shoulder then neck as you squeal, your manicured fingers twirling and playing with his hair.
then, when dustin and the rest of the hellfire club come up to you both to tell eddie that they are ready to start (and have been for a good 20 minutes), he pulls away from you just as your cheer friends ask if you are ready.
you say yes, grabbing your pink mini purse from eddie and pulling away from him before pouting a little, “wait. kissie!” you say breathlessly, bouncing slightly on your heeled feet, giggling, as you stand on the balls of your feet--your heels don’t give you that much height with eddie’s height and combat boots in the mix; pulling him down as he smiles against your lips, his hands taking their position on your ass, then your hips, then your waist, and then your ass again as he smooths over your cute little outfit.
you both get kind of carried away, moaning softly and whimpering into each other’s mouths,, the girls behind you giggling and the Hellfire Club jealous that eddie is kissing you but also slightly grossed out when they see your tongues clash softly together--eddie’s hand prominantly gripping your asscheek as you mewl happily.
“oookayyy, c’mon, man,” dustin pulls eddie’s arm, forcing eddie off of you as you whimper, your lipgloss messed up again and in need of a reapplication job as eddie has his lips sparkling with his spit and yours, as well as the sparkly gloss that was on your lips.
“no,” you whine softly, and eddie pouts as he gets dragged away from you, making a grabby hand to you before he breaks out of dustin’s hold, pushing past his friend before grabbing your face, smacking your lips with a hard kiss that makes you giggle, along with a MWAH!
“have fun, baby, love you..” he whispers against your lips, kissing them again before waving bye to you and blowing you a kiss as you blush.
“bye!” you call out, turning to your friends as you see the club of his round the corner.
your friends squeal with you as you all walk out of the school, excitedly chattering away.
meanwhile in the hellfire club room...
“kissie?” gareth mocks, and eddie just smiles hazily, not caring one bit.
“hey, dude, you wouldn’t be complaining if you were kissing her..” jeff speaks, and eddie looks over at him, his eyes narrowed; tongue to the inside of his cheek, head tilted slightly to the side. “i-i mean--y-you know-- oh, whatever!”
“boys, boys, boys, enough. that pretty little lady out there is the love of my life, she can say whatever the fuck she wants..’ll give her that damn kissie..” he murmurs out, making the boys scoff jokingly and roll their eyes, knowing that their ‘dungeon master’ is COMPLETELY whipped for you.
#wrote this at 2 am adjfskjdf#whipped/obsessed!eddiemunson with hyperfem!bimbo!popular!reader#eddie munson x reader#eddie munson x girly!reader#eddie munson x bimbo!reader#obsessed!eddie munson#eddie munson#bimbo!reader#hyperfem!reader#idk if i like this but i love the trope
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hi! the gum fic?? that was so cute, i loved it!! definitely haven’t read it multiple times now.
honestly, really missing the more flirty, snarky leon from the original re4. absolute menace. my ever-growing brainrot for this man has been fed. thank you so much. 🙏
ok, ok. hear me out—i imagine og re4 leon would be the kind of boyfriend who thrives on flustering his s/o. so much teasing. he can’t help it, you’re just so cute when you blush. makes him happy. he’d probably do shit like cup your cheek, leaning in real close so you can feel the warmth of his breath. half-lidded eyes, slow breathing, you’re weaving a hand through his hair. you lean in. and then he pulls away, acts like nothing happened, just because he knows it drives you crazy.
no pressure, of course! just wanted to share an idea i had. so sorry if this is too much, i am down astronomically bad.
an: thank you so much for the suggestion! no problem at all, my friend. anything relating to leon is a job for me, indeed. sorry this took me forever, i’ve been deathly sick haha. this is also all over the place, so forgive me. fever delusions haha
cw: no smut, but suggestive stuff. kissy mwah mwah stuff, leon likes to make you nervous
original re4 leon headcanons.
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~•if you’re shorter than him, it will never end for you.
•if he’s standing beside you, he’ll use your shoulder as an armrest. he won’t disrespect you by using your head lol.
•will give you a bunch of nicknames. aka, “short-stuff/shortcake”, “lil’ bit”, “pipsqueak”, the list goes on.
~•loves getting near you/in your space, (as long as he knows you don’t mind it).
•if he needs your attention, he’ll place a hand on your shoulder or back, his thumb mindlessly rubs up and down on the fabric of your shirt.
•even if you’re just talking to each other, he’ll take an extra step forward so you’re that much closer. he likes seeing your eyes falter away from his when he does that.
•if you’re showing him something on your computer or phone, he’ll lean on close beside you. if it’s on the computer, he’ll place a hand on the back of your chair, the other on the desk conveniently close to where your (small in comparison) hand rests on the mouse.
he’ll nod encouragingly, humming close to your ear as you try to get the words out right. he’s just so close.
•he’s also known to kabedon. be on the look out for that if you’re leaning against a wall
~•will kiss you anywhere but where you want him to. he’s always asking,
“where do you want me, sweet thing?”
you’re squirming as you gesture to where you want him to kiss. maybe it’s your neck, your thighs, your lips.
•and he always acts like he’ll do your bidding. he positions himself and leans down, pausing as he moves the fabric of your clothing covering it previously. you exhale shakily as you feel the warmth of his breathe fan across the area of your sensitive skin and right as you think you’ll feel the press of his velvety smooth lips, all he does is ghost over the area and moves somewhere else.
•“leon..” he thoroughly relishes the groan of frustration you let out and he’s slowly making his way back up to you,
“all you gotta do is ask nicely, baby.”
~•teases you with acting like he’s gonna kiss you.
he’ll get all close, your breaths are mingling, his hands are on you, he might even have you against a wall. your heartbeat is picking up as he’s leaning in-
but all he does is nip at your bottom lip.
•you open your eyes and look up in disbelief, he’s sniggering and beginning to turn away, but you make quick work of him.
you grab his arm, tugging him close back to you by the collar, and feverishly capturing his lips in yours. he’s gasping into it and you’re growling in satisfaction.
•the force of your pull has him stumbling into you, accidentally pushing you back against the wall, his hand quickly splaying on the wall by your head to balance himself. his body shudders as you run a hand down his chest.
~•leon’s not scared of pda. he’s interested in you and he’s not afraid for people to know. not afraid for his hands to wander down to your waist, to hug you from behind. to let that innocent, quick peck to your temple to turn into licks and sucks at the curvature of your ear, down to nip at your jugular.
•“leon..!” you’re whining, reaching behind you to grab onto him, get his attention.
he’s humming low into your shoulder as you continue,
“there’s- hah.. there’s people nearby, please…” your eyes are squinting shut as his hands pull you flush against his back.
“mmm, if you say so.” he gives a long lick from where your shoulder meets your neck, to where it meets your jaw. it has you shivering, letting out a mindless moan as your head falls back-
and suddenly he’s gone, leaving you to struggle to come back to reality. you’re panting while you lean against the closest thing near you to support yourself on.
~•whoever gets home last, the other liked to help them unwind. help them undress, put them to bed.
•if it’s you he’s assisting, he takes his time removing your clothes. you’ll both be on the bed, he’s behind you encouraging your shirt off and once the fabric is gone he appreciates the skin of your back. his sizable hands massage at your tense shoulders, the space between your shoulder blades are gifted a series of kisses that make you shiver.
•leon always enjoys himself too much, either way. he makes a show out of it when you’re helping him.
•you’re busy unlacing his shoes, he’ll be leaning back on the bed he’s sat on, pulling his shirt over his head as he arches his back, stretching out his spine with a groan, the abdominal muscles poking through his pale skin contract with the stretch, his chest heaving with a satisfied sigh, your eyes glazing over the view you get of his throat and defined jawline with his head tilted back.
•you blink for the first time in a bit when he rolls his head back to front. you clear your throat as you finally get his shoes off, but he’s sliding a sock clad foot behind you and pulling you forward into his pelvis.
•you let out a soft ‘oof’ sound as you make contact with him, your hands splaying out on his hips as he speaks,
“enjoying the view?”
“obviously.” you scoff.
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that’s all folks, stay tuned. <3
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Sunflowers and Billie
Hobie talking to Mariana being amused by her wide knowledge of the amount of Spider-heroes just like Pavtri. Yet, she knows more out of the main Spider-heroes variants. He listens until he heard something that caught his interest, "No way? There's a Billie being Spider-woman? How come we haven't seen her?"
"Oh she's nervous. You know, how our canons involves in losing someone we love... her's was Miles. Her big brother was her Uncle Ben, then her dad. It's pretty sad." Mariana said being a bit upset, "I met her in her world and she was surprised to find me and pointed out how much I look like Miles. Then, I told her and invited her here. She sort of freaked out spotting Miles from Earth 1048 and another Miles with the buzz cut."
"Oh yeah, I've seen them before." Hobie nodded. "It's understandable. She can take her time, luv."
"I've told her, it's okay. I've talked to your Miles and the others about it. Miles 42 really wanted to see her and hug her." Mariana rubs her neck. "She might come around since she's having the courage to see them. She really miss her brother."
Hobie nodded, "Well, my Sunflower would gladly open his arms for her. He loves lil Boo."
"OHH! Ohh!" The two hears a little girl's voice.
"Speak of the lil devil." Hobie smirks knowing that's Billie's voice.
Miles came holding Billie in his arms, "Okay. Okay. I'll take you to see the pretty lights."
"No, I wann-wanna go to play!" Three year old Billie pouts, "I wanna play with Gabi, Gerry and May!"
"Okay. Okay. We'll go to day care." Miles carries Billie's baby bag being exhausted with watching his little sister and being Spider-man. Sometimes he doesn't know how to do it.
Then, the two noticed Miles 42 following behind Miles 1016, "I've told you to drop her off first! And what did you do with my baby? You got her dressing so goofy! What is this?" He gently touch the tutu being over Billie's grey sweats and wearing a polka dot shirt and socks. "Where's her jacket? Where's her shoes, man? You're gonna make my baby sick!"
Miles 1016 turns to Miles 42, "Your baby? Man, I've tried. This is all I can come up with. We didn't do laundry this week!"
Billie giggles as she turns her head to Miles 42, who's being so kind to her. He even made kissy faces for her that cause her to laugh. She got two big brothers, now!
"Aye no! Dame mi bebe!" Miles 42 huffs having to carry Bille 1016 in his arms. "Come here, boo-boo. Your too pretty to look all ratchet!"
"Excuse you, man! You're actin' very vicious. Look! This is all I could fine that was clean." Miles 1016 went into the baby bag to pull out odd patterns of shirts and pants that didn't look good at all. "And she's in her princess fairy phase! The tutu never leaves her!"
"Huh uh!" Billie nodded at her big brother. "My tutu!"
Miles 42 kisses Billie's forehead, "Awe, mi bebe. You're so cute. You shouldn't even be wearing these ugly sweats."
Billie laughs having her hands touching Miles 42's face, "Hahaha, yeah! It is!"
"Now, Boo-boo you said you liked it!" Miles 1016 being shocked. "Look we'll change her when we go to the daycare."
"The only thing you did right is her hair. I really like these butterfly clips and these braids!" Miles 42 touches Billie's thick braid to see the love and care of her hair. She had four thick braids with large pink balls hair ties and on her scalp braided with butterfly clips.
"At least that makes you happy." Miles mutters.
Billie pats at her brother's direction, "There. There, Mimi!"
"Mwah," Miles kisses his baby sister's cheek, "Love you, boo-boo!"
"Hehehe!" Billie snuggles against Miles 42 being bashful.
"Awweee, she's so cute! This is the iconic Boo-boo!" Mariana's voice rings as she happily went over to see the famous Billie Mariana Morales. Billie's eyes grew big and gleam brightly spotting a female version of her big brother! She had the same face, but with a feminine touch to it; with softer and fuller cheeks and bigger eyes.
"OHHHH!" She happily wiggle her whole body wanting to launch herself to be hug by her, she wants to smell her, study her face and feel her warmth. How different is she from her amazing big brother?
Surely, she will have that sweet scent like Miles 42. Miles 42 is so sweet to her, too. Oh, so many Miles and she wants to be greedy to have them all! "Oohhphff, careful, boo-boo!" Miles 42 got a hold of her seeing how excited she got. "Wow, your happy to see Mariana."
"She got my name!" Billie giggles.
Mariana hold out her arms, "Awe, come here, chiquita! She reminds me of my baby brother, Gonzalo!" Technically the opposite sex of Billie. Miles 42 handed her the toddler, and Mariana started to sniff her. "Mmm, she has strawberry and cream scented like Strawberry shortcake!"
Billie giggles having to snuggle against Mariana's chest, "Mari!"
"Is he bubbly like Billie?" Miles 1016 asked, being unaware of Hobie coming from the side then to give him a kiss on the cheek, "Oh hey, bae. Sorry I'm late."
"It's alright, Sunflower. I saw how you and..." Hobie side eye at Miles 42, "were talking."
"FU!" Miles 42 scowls.
Billie turns her head to Hobie and use her web-shooter, "Nononono! No Hobie!"
"Miss me, again lil Bloo." Hobie swiftly dodges with both his hands in his vest pockets, "Gotta be quicker, darling."
The toddler pouted with her cute plump lips popping out, "Awe, don't worry, boo-boo. I'll kick his ass for you!" Miles 42 started to stretched his arm ready to throw hands for her.
Mariana snuggles against Billie, "Awe, she so cute. Ugh, I wanna eat her up. Mwah! Mwah-mwah!" She gave the toddler kisses on her full round cheeks, "Que bonita! Que linda, mi bebe!"
Miles 42 happily got close to look at Billie covering her mouth being bashful, "Hehehe." They were obsessed with her.
Hobie spoke to his Sunflower, "Have the other Miles seen her?"
"No, not yet. Miles 42 known her for the longest. Heh, you think they would like her?" Miles asked.
Hobie looks how lovey dover the other variants were with Billie, "I don't think... I know they will. The only thing is... how will the Punks feel when she won their Miles' heart?"
Miles 1016 laughs in amusement, "Yeah, right. Like they would get jealous."
"You don't think I don't get jealous, darling?" Hobie smirks, getting close to kiss his Sunflower.
"Bae, seriously. She's my Boo-Boo!" Miles pouts then kiss him, "You and her are the loves of my life!"
"Mmm, sometimes I don't like sharing!" He kisses him back.
"Nononono!" Billie fumes at Hobie. "My mimi! Mine!" She waves her tony fist at him with a big pout on her face looking so cute being so mad.
"But, lil one," Hobie hugs Miles close to him, "you got two Miles and I got one!"
"Nonono! All mine!" Billie puffs her little chest out wanting all the Miles to herself.
Mariana giggles, "Just like my lil bro. I should bring him, so they can have a play date!"
Miles 42 could only imagine how Billie's male variant would look like, probably adorable and cute. "You need to bring him. I wanna see my lil bro."
"Okay!" Mariana agrees, "I'll bring him today. My mom is probably gonna want me to babysit him."
Miles 42 being happy, "Can't wait!" Billie looking back and forth at their conversation.
The group were unaware of The Punks and Miles walking down the hallway after they spent their time completing a mission. Hobie 138d smirks at Miles 1015, "I'm impressed at how many zombies you shot at."
"My daddy was a cop. He did show me a few things about protecting myself." Miles 1015 giggles holding her Hobie's hand, she had long blond braids and very abstract makeup; a bold purple lips and orange bright eyeliner with glitter eyeshadow and tiny star stamps on her cheeks.
"I still find it crazy that Miles didn't kill as much you did." Miles 43 laughs with amusement. He wore army cargo pants with combat boots, with a tiny black shirt all over his suit. His hair into a curly Mohawk with surgical line on the sides.
Hobie 138c chuckles, "I just loved how you drove that truck into that building, luv."
Punk Miles snorted, "I would if I had better guns! I was the only one with a pistol!" Fuming at how much running he had to do. "It was bullshit!"
Hobie 138e had one arm around his shoulders, "Luv, you were still tremendous. Luv, how you bash your guitar into that fucking pig zombie's brains!"
"Oh, look! There's Miles and Mariana!" Miles 1015 spotted a familiar group. "Hey guys! Why are you huddling around?"
The group pop their heads out to spot their friends, and Miles 42 and Hobie took a step back to show them. Then all the Miles' hearts melt when they see a cute bundle of joy, little Billie being carried by Mariana. The little girl spotted them and smiles widely, "HI!"
"OHHHHHH!" All the Miles quickly went to get a hold of her leaving their punk boyfriends in the dust. "SHE'S SOOO CUTE! OMG, can I call her Boo-boo!" They were talking among each other. "I call my baby brother Boo-boo!"
"What just happened?" All the punks look confused for the moment. Did a baby just won their partners' hearts, even punk Miles, who's already cooeing at the little girl.
"OMD, can I hold her?" Miles 1015 asked being so excited.
"No, I wanna her! Mari, passed her to me!" Miles 1019 said, he wanted to kiss those big cheeks.
"No, me! She's too cute." Miles 43 spoke up!
Billie's eyes gleamed being so happy to find more variants of her big brother. "Hi, I'm Billie. I'm-I'm tree years old!" She put on her cutely acts.
"AWWWEEE! She's too cute!" The Miles were in love.
Mariana handed her to Miles 43, "Here, she seems like Strawberry Shortcake!"
"Mmm, she does. Ugh! She's so warm too!" Miles 43 sniffs Billie's neck smelling her sweet scent, then kisses her cheek giving her hug, "Ugh, I never want to let her go!"
"Me next! Me next!" Miles 1015 wanting to hold her.
Miles 1016 laughs with amusement, "I guess, you were right, bae... they love Boo-boo." He saw how Hobie was grinning widely at the Punks being left out of all the loving, they were getting jealous.
Billie had one the Miles' hearts and she smiles even brighter as she noticed the Punks look at her. This made the Miles more joyful. "Awe, she has such a cute smile!" Miles 43 handed her to Miles 1015.
"Ughhh! She does smell freakin' amazing! I want her. Can I keep her? Mwah. Mwah! Mwah!" Miles 1015 kisses Billie's cheeks giving her snuggles, "Ugh, my baby! She reminds me of my baby brother!"
Mariana nodded, "Right! She's so cute! We need to form a play date!"
"For real. I love you, Boo-boo!" Miles 1015 said to Billie.
"I wuv you, too! Mimi!"
Miles 1015 gasps, "She call me, Mimi like my Gonzalo! This must be a sign! Ugh, that's it! My new name is Mimi!" Giving her kisses on Billie's cheek, "Mwah. Mwah! Thank you, cutie. Love you!"
"She never kissed me like that!" Hobie 138d frowns with his arms crossed, "The bloody lil sprog is taking my flower away from me." He pouts.
Hobie 138c frowns too, "Right!"
Then Miles 1015 handed Billie to punk Miles, the little girl gently touches his face being so fascinated by this version. "Ohh... you-you gots rings..." She tries to figure out what piercings were called.
Punk Miles normally cool, flirty and a bit bratty, but when he hold Billie in his arms all that washed away just like Miles 42's attitude. "These are piercings, nena!"
"Ahh, I got them too. See." She turns her head showing her little earrings.
"Awe, yes you do! Yes, you do!" Miles 1019 cooes and cuddles Billie, "Who's a smart baby? You are! Yes, you are. Mwah. mwah-mwah-mwah!" Giving her kisses on the cheek.
Billie giggles being so happy getting all the love from all these variant. She snuggles against Punk Miles smelling an odd musk with pine and... rain. So different from all the other Miles. Miles 43 smell like sandalwood, ginger and jasmine something along the line of Chanel Bleu. Miles 1015 smells like Rihanna's perfume Fenty; florals and musk. Mariana had a much sweet scent of juicy fresh apples possibly from Kayali perfume.
Miles 42 saw the Punks looming over their partner being jealous. Hobie 138e slouch on Miles 1019, "Darling, why you never kiss me like that! I need attention and love too!"
Miles 1019 snorted, "Boo-boo needs it more. Look at her. She's so cute." He holds Billie with so much care.
"No fair, what about me?" Hobie 138d whines at Mimi.
"Bae, you're fine." Mimi snorted.
Hobie 138c frowns snuggling against his Miles, "Yeah!"
Miles 1016 snickers, "I guess, most Hobies are needy."
"What's that supposed to mean, luv?" His Hobie pouts having his arms wrapped around Miles waist.
"Nothing!" Miles hums.
Hobie pouts with his chin resting on the nape of Miles' shoulder, "Sunflower, I need my daily dosage of your love. How else will I survive?"
"You will." Miles 1016 giggles.
"No," Hobie turns his head to kiss his lover's cheek, "I need your love!"
"Bae," Miles giggles.
Billie pouts, "No! My Mimi!" She waves her hand.
"Awe, look at how jealous she gets! It's just so cute." Miles 43 giggles.
Miles 42 said, "Don't worry, Boo-boo. You got all our hearts."
Billie smirks at the annoyed Punks and said, "Ara ara!" Trying to sound cool like those anime shows her big brother watches.
"Aweeee!" The Miles happily snuggles her!
The Punks were more pushed aside while they watch their lovers giving all their sweet love to the little child. Billie had a dark gleam in her eyes at them, which made them feel a certain stab through the chest. That cheeky little brat!
"See told yeah!" Hobie said to his Miles.
Miles snorts, "You guys really need to work on your jealousy!"
"Hey, where's Mariana?" Miles 43 asked.
A portal open from behind them revealing Mariana holding a three year old toddler, Gonzalo! The little boy had a little braids on his head with big bright honey brown eyes looking like Billie, he sucks his thumb! "Sorry, I went to grab my baby bro real quick!"
"AWE! That's GONZALO!" Miles 1016 pushed his Hobie away being so hype to go over to see the baby boy.
Gonzalo shyly hide his face until he gave a weak, "Hi. I'm-I'm Gon-zah-low! I'm tree years old!" He hold two fingers up still unsure how to count well.
"Oh my gawd, he's adorable!" The Miles went on cute overload. Miles 1016 had the chance to hold the male variant of Bille, his baby sister. "Ohh he smells so good! Like fresh oranges and baby powder!"
"Hehehe, Mari!" Gonzalo giggles being held by Miles, "Mari?" As he touches his face being so fascinated by his sister's variant.
"Awe, he's so cute." Miles 1015 bounced. "I need to bring my baby brother here too! Hold on, I'll be right back." She open a portal to her place to get her sibling.
Billie's eyes widen at Gonzalo as she tilt her head, "Huh?"
"Huh?" Gonzalo tilted his head the same way. It's like they seen a ghost! They stare noticed how they look like each other yet they don't.
Billie said, "Hi, I'm Billie."
"Hi, I'm Gonzalo!" He waves at her.
They were interacting being very happily. "You me? I'm you!" Gonzalo said.
"Ohh, I am?" Billie asked.
"Huh uh!"
Miles 1015 happily kisses Gonzalo's cheek, "Awe, Billie. How's it seeing your first variant?"
"Um... Um... confusion!" Billie and Gonzalo said at the same time.
"AWEE!" The Miles cooed and happily awed.
All the Hobies were in one group being left out. "Welcome to the club, mate." Hobie 138c said to Hobie 138b.
Hobie 138b grunts being left in the dust. Even his own Miles went on to be love struck by little Gonzalo.
Then Mimi 1015 appeared with her baby brother, Gonzalo too. This time he had a little afro and have green eyes. "Hey guys, look who I brought!" She happily said.
Gonzalo waves his hands being cheerful, "Hi, I'm Zalo! I'm three years old!" He had a bright smile.
All the Miles went crazy yet again. Miles 42 had the chance to hold him. They were all sharing the little ones being so in love.
"Why couldn't I get a cute baby brother or sister!" Miles 43 pouts as she holds Gonzalo 1015, "So not fair!"
"Hahaha, it is work tho." Mariana said.
Miles and Mimi nodded, "Yup!" They knew raising their sibling takes a lot of work, they couldn't help wonder how the other Miles would handle it.
Mimi said, "And sometimes you need to be a hero and babysitter at the same time."
"Awe, but they are so cute." Mile 1019 hugs Gonzalo in his arms. "How can you deny this cute face?"
Gonzalo giggles, "Yeah, I'm cute!"
Mariana giggles, "Seeing all of our variants acting like this makes me wonder how you guys will react with Omega Miles. He got triplets with his Alpha."
"WHAT?" All the Miles and Hobie look in shock.
"Oh wow!" Billie and the two Gonzalo had their hands on their faces making a shocking expression like the main character from Home Alone.
Mimi said, "I have to see them! Where is he?" She became hype to find Omega Miles.
The Punks were looking at Mariana, "Darling, who is the Alpha, hmm? It has to us, right? A Hobie, huh?" They were asking. They'll be damn to let an Omega Miles get pregnant with another man! A Hobie need their Miles, that's canon to them!
They were unaware of Punk Miguel coming from the other side of the hallway, he happily spotted his Mariana. Then, his facial expression turns sour when he saw the Punks standing around her.
"Easy. Easy guys!" Mariana looks nervous having all the punks looming over her. "I'm only- Whoa!" She suddenly being picked up by Punk Miguel.
"Oh wow, so hot!" Mimi said out loud.
The toddlers gawks at Punk Miguel never seeing such a huge man! "Whoa!" They said.
Miles 42 and Miles 1016 nodded being impressed at how fast punk Miguel picked up Mariana being protective, "Aye, Qué está pasando aquí? Ellos te aburren, carino?"
Mariana nervously chuckles, "No, bae." She tries to explained but Punk Miguel was ready to fight the other Punks.
The group were unaware of a slim Spider-woman appearing from the other side of the hallway having to walk by herself. She looked lost yet so scared. "Okay, Billie, chill. Relax. You got this. I just need to find Mariana." She walks the other way without realizing Mariana was at the other side.
#punkflower#miles morales#hobie brown#spiderman#across the spider verse#spider verse#flowerpunk#spiderverse#across the spiderverse
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How Daryl Would Act if You Woke Up in Middle of the Night Feeling Fussy 🧸
NOT PROOF READ TECHNICALLY BECAUSE IM TOO LAZY
After dinner and a little tummy time Daryl helps you with your nightly routine, brushing your teeth, washing your face etc. You both head back to your shared bedroom and he picks you up and lays you down and grabs your bear blankie and tucks you in, he grabs another just in case and put thats one over you also. He takes kittie and places them in your arms, almost as a reflex you latch on to her like a vice and snuggle your face into her. As a finishing touch he goes into the night stand and pulls out your pink pacifier. He places in his mouth first then pushes into your mouth. You start to suckle on it as you look at him with big eyes.
You start to giggle as Daryl settles into bed with you, he turns to look at you.
“What’re you gigglin at sweetheart” Daryl drawls out with a small tired smile.
You look at him with a tiny grin “You look sleepy daddy”
“Do I now?” Daryl pulls the blanket up and brings you closer, invited by his warmth you immediately try to nuzzle yourself to his neck and he lets his chin rest on your head. Pressed, into his neck you pull away and give him a kiss.
“Nini daddy… Wuv yoo” You yawn out before getting yourself situated once more in his neck.
“G’nigh baby girl, love you too.” He gives you a kiss on your forehead and starts rubbing your back. He starts whispering tiny sweet nothings to you as he hears your breathing get slower and slower. Then, he himself falls asleep with you.
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Later into the night you start to wake up. You wriggle in his hold and start whining, pushing and kicking until you finally get out of Daryl’s hold. You start to cry and Daryl slowly starts to wake up.
“Mh.. What baby?” Daryl asked sleepily.
You just kept fussing around and even hit Daryl in the face by accident. That was when he decided to get up.
“Alrigh’ sweet heart was goin’ on?” He looked at you and picked you up. Sitting up, he rested his head on the head board and placed you on his lap. He started bouncing you up and down trying to calm you down. You start to cuddle into him but you still act a bit upset. You tap him on the shoulder twice and you pick your head up and look at him.
“Hungie dada…” You say as you start nuzzling into him again. He looks at you with fondness and kisses the top of your head.
“Alrigh’ then c’mon” He places you on the bed and gets up. He stretches and picks you back up and placed you on his hip. You start to whine and fuss and he looks at you confused. Your arms stretch toward kittie as you start to whine for them again. He grabs them and hand them to you. You grab on to them and nuzzle your face into the fabric. He starts making his way towards the kitchen and he looks at you.
“How old are you sweet girl?” Daryl asks. You hold up 1 finger signifying that you’re a year old.
“Alrigh’ then” He goes to the cupboards and pulls out a purple starry baby bottle and places you on the counter. He kisses your forehead and tells you to stay put. You play with kittie and snuggle into her tummy as Daddy (Daryl ofc) makes your bottle. You start to babble and Daryl starts to smile.
“Watch’a babblin’ bout” Daryl asks from the fridge. He grabs the milk as you continue to babble and play with kittie. He pours the milk into the bottle, screws the cap back on and brings it over to the kitchen sink. He turns the faucet on and turns the handle to warm the water. He runs the bottle underwater and consistently rotates it. He tastes a bit of the milk first to make sure it’s warm enough before heading back to you.
“Ababababaaaa” You babble bouncing up and down.
“I know, I know” Daryl says coming over to you and picking you back up. He walks back to your shared room and sits on the bed. He cradles you in his arms and feeds you your bottle.
“You like that sweetheart? Hm? Yeah?” He asks and gives you kissies “Mwah mwah mwah, I love you so much my cute girl” He looks at you lovingly and you stare at him back with tired eyes. “Go to sleep sweetie, Daddy’ll be here” Daryl says kissing your forehead one last time. As you drift off to sleep the last thing you heard was “I’ll always be here sweet pea” as he slips the finished bottle out your mouth and places it on the night stand.
Laying back down with you on his chest he drapes the bear blankie over you and pulls the second one up to cover both you and him. He finally drifts off to sleep feeling content and happy.
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Hiya! It’s author Espurr tuning in and this is my first time writin a serious fanfic. Honestly it’s a work in progress but it’s honestly very centered around myself and my own personal items. I really hope you enjoyed readin <3
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Remus does neck kissed while Virgil does nose/forehead kisses
But remus(6ft) is taller than Virgil (5’7ft)
Remus has no problem kissing Virgil’s neck!.. Virgil has issue though
So he either pulls Remus down for a kiss or waits until he’s sitting down somewhere, grab his chin, tilt up, bend over and mwah 💋
Kissy kiss
- Vee 💜
Y E S A L L the smooches for the spooky beloveds!!! Ree may have a height advantage but the moment his Emo catches him off guard by giving him lip smooches when he's sitting down or getting pulled closer Vee always remains victorious on getting a chaotic Duke redder than his twin's sash <3
#they're both winners at the end of the day XD <3#dukexiety#remus sanders#virgil sanders#ts remus#ts virgil#sanders sides#thomas sanders#asks#answers#Vee 💜 anon#not a countdown
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Zoo keeper!Henry Cavill x fem!reader
Summary: Henry had been on a few dates with her, so now he takes her out on a very special date.
Wordcount: 655
Warnings: none
A/N: Since it's @diegos-butt her birthday today (go say congratulations!!), I wrote her a little something something, because I know this is one of her favorite Henry looks.
Henry had been on two dates with her and maybe it was a little premature, however he was falling head over heels with her.
She was gorgeous, funny and possessed every trait he was looking for in a woman. She was aware of his job as a zookeeper. It’s where they met even. She had bumped into him when he was on his way to feeding the elephants and after that, they had literally bumped into each other for four more times, each time striking up a small conversation.
Henry would’ve deprived himself from a possible future girlfriend if he didn’t take that step. So, he asked her out and thankfully she had said yes. They had spend two dates together, both times not able to say their goodbyes. What initially was intended to be a short coffee date, ended up in spending the entire afternoon together, eating dinner and watching the stars.
And now he has the perfect third date planned. He wanted it to be flawless and because she loved the zoo he worked at, he decided to take her on a special date after closing hours. His coworkers knew about the date and made sure the animals were ready to be fed.
She looked adorable in the uniform Henry had given her and it made him fall in love even more.
He watched her squeal in excitement, as the elephant used its trunk to grab the food from her hand. The monkeys loved her, sitting on her shoulder, giving her cute little hugs. The birds were very pleased to being fed by her and one parrot even said something sweet to her, borderline flirting.
Henry was already falling for her, however now there was no turning back now. As she was petting the goats, she must’ve felt someone staring at her, because she looked up at him. ‘What’s wrong?’ she asked, her tone so sweet as honey.
‘Nothing,’ he was quick to say.
‘Look at you, little Pinocchio,’ she jokingly said, faking a questionable English accent. ‘Tell me, what’s up?’
‘You like the date so far?’ Henry asked.
‘Like?’ she repeated. ‘Henry, I absolutely adore it. This is the greatest date ever! It has animals, a little sneak peak behind the scenes of work at a zoo and I get to spend time with you, which is always lovely. I mean, that’s fantastic.’
He made his way up to her, holding out his hand and she was quick to take it. They had spoken, held hands, but never had he confessed his true feelings and never had they kissed. But there was no escaping anymore.
She needed to be part of his life.
‘I really like you,’ he confessed, giving her fingers a squeeze. ‘In all honesty: I am falling in love with you.’
She smiled, so gorgeously, so enchanting. ‘I’m falling for you too, Henry,’ she said in a soft tone. ‘And not just because you have the most awesome job ever, but because you are wonderful, amazing and lovely.’
He chuckled. ‘Can I… Can I kiss you?’ he then carefully asked.
‘Of course,’ she whispered, but loud enough for him to hear it. ‘And you never have to ask again.’
They pressed their lips against each other and proverbial sparks flew around once they did. She wrapped her arms around his neck, as he snaked his around her waist, pulling her closer, desperate to feel her lips and he never wanted to let go.
But of course they would be interrupted by a very interesting creature.
‘Kissy kissy!’ they heard a parrot say, as he landed on Henry’s head. ‘Kissy kissy, mwah!’
She started to laugh, pulling out her phone. ‘Oh my, can he say that again?’
It’s like the parrot just knew he was gonna be on camera, because he showed off the best side of his face, wiggled a little and said: ‘Kissy kissy, mwah!’
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#the third date#henry cavill#henry cavill fanfic#henry cavill fandom#henry cavill fluff#henry cavill drabble#henry cavill x fem!reader#henry cavill x reader#zoo keeper!Henry Cavill
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Of course your my fav 🫶 mwah!! Also the cuddling/cockwarming Felix thoughts 😵💫 he’d just want to be as close as possible to you and feel all of you. After a while though, he keeps shifting more often and letting out little sighs and eventually you can feel his dick twitching inside of you. Like he’s really enjoying this intimate moment with you and you feel so warm and smell so good he can’t help but get a little worked up so you tell him that he can move and he just starts thrusting so slowly and shallowly just relishing in the feeling of his cock dragging along your walls and it’s just all very soft and lazy as you continue to cuddle and to whisper little praises into his ear that makes him elicit deep groans
thank you lovie 🥹 mwah!!!
and omg. it would be so so soft and maybe he’d even put his hands in your hoodie pocket to be even closer and plant soft soft kissies on your shoulder and butterfly kisses on your neck and cheeks but every time he leans over to do so he moves ever so slightly and after a while he starts craving more. even you without realising clench a few times and he lets out a deep hum at the feeling. you grab his hand and kiss the back of it while telling him to move if he wants. and felix doesn’t want to ruin the calmness and the comfort of the moment so his thrusts are soooo slow and lazy and easy. and eventually he moves his hand to rest on your clit but it’s not fast and chasing a high it’s just slow lazy strokes to add to your pleasure. it’s so relaxed that even your moans are soft and sound more like sweet hums and you two barely say much because it’s like you’re almost falling asleep while he moves inside you and felix feels it too. it isn’t enough to get either of you towards your highs but you don’t want that. just lazy pleasure and being close and snuggled up together. 🥺.
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Shizuko smooches yoimiya's cheeks. Kissy kissy!!
Unprompted kisses?!
!!! A kiss? A kiss on the cheek, no less? Both cheeks?! Ever expressive, both hands rose to the plush of her cheeks, as if inspecting where the kiss had be... but kisses didn’t leave marks, or at least ones that you could physically feel with the tips of your fingers, and so: Yoimiya’s trek came to a short-lived conclusion. The shock (were anyone to claim it played up, they clearly did not know well of Yoimiya’s tendencies) hadn’t melted from her features, hadn’t gave way to show something else, her lips still curved in an elegant ‘o’ shape.
“Ohhhh, you caught me off guard with that one,” she snapped her fingers, clicking her tongue; it wasn’t often people got the drop on her, rather than she getting the drop on them! “Guess that makes us one to zero! But unfortunately for you...”
Craning her neck ever so slightly upward, she gained her desirable angle to... plant a smooch right on the tops of her cheeks! Assuring the ‘mwah’s were loud and clear, she finished up her handy work with one last kiss to Shizuko’s forehead.
“Eye for an eye! Er, cheek for a cheek. Don’t think I won’t get the upper hand on you next time!”
#visionlcss#asks‚ yoimiya.#She's been... kissed! [the crowd goes wild.]#Neevv I love youu and I love Shizukooo and I love this askkk thank you so much!<3
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Yo, gurl that's spicy and I am a horny ferret so I barely stopped myself from picking all of these, don't judge me 😮💨
You're a cute horny ferret mwah mwah I am casually gonna ask you to answer all of them eheuheuehe
NSFW ask game
3. What fictional characters are you most into right now? And/or what fantasies do you have with them?
Yo right now I'm in a mood to get wrecked by college professor Zhongli who demands I call him Daddy. He's screwing me in his office, making me ride him in his car and spanking my ass red for all the mistakes I make in my paper.
But, goddd, the way he takes care of me. Brushing my hair and buying me the cutest dresses to wear. Cuddling me and kissing my forehead as we bask in our after-sex shine...
I'm absolutely feral for college professor Zhongli >:3
4. Do you have any sex toys?
Ah no...but but extending the question to 'what would I have if I could have' .... vibrators and handcuffs. I want one of those vibrators that you put inside your cunny and give the remote to someone else to control. The thrill of not knowing when you'll get stimulated! And the varying intensities,,, depending on what my S/O is like...I need a vibrator right now.
10. What do you think your favourite position would be?
This is gonna sound so weird coming from a mega kinky person such as myself but missionary....its simple, it's intimate and my partner gets to kiss/bite my neck (neck kissies make me cum)
Other than this hmmmm probably doggy style/ass up face down. The angle, the penetration *chef kiss
I feel like I wouldn't know what I like unless I give it a try so...I guess we'll wait and see!
44. Do you cum quickly or does it take longer?
I...virgin ass here, I've never cum in my life. Too scared to masturbate right now cuz...it feels weird (I just need me a toy that's all) I don't know my body enough to tell if I can cum for or if it takes some effort :p
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rewrote the legion’s lore for a school assignment. 1,300 words of nerd.
My cellphone rang, “Joey, my man, how you doin’?”
“Hey Frank, howzit?” I sat up on my bed,
“Yeah, dude, we’re going out tonight, get some stuff done. You wanna come with? Gang’s not the same without ya.” The sumvabitch wanted to relieve boredom by means of extreme hooliganism yet again.
“Man, I don’t know. My parent’s are suspect-”
“To hell with our parents! My foster only ever cashes the family service checks at the bar. Julie’s don’t care what she does, neither do Susie’s. What are yours doin’?”
“Dishes downstairs, but touché. I’ll get my mask.”
“That’s the Joey I know. See you at the gas station? We’re gonna grab a few bottles of Moosehead—and one of Labatt Blue—and go up to the old Skiing lodge.” He meant steal. Frank has only ever paid for his bus to school, and to forge a ski pass.
“See you there.”
“Lovebirds, Susie.” I nodded to each.
“That mask gives me chills, Joey, every time.” Julie peeled herself off of Frank, pulling her own mask down over her face, her hair instantly freezing solid over her shoulders.
“Why do you call him that, Jules?” Susie drew her parka tighter, poorly-sewn patches folding and creasing.
“Better than J-dawg. How was the southern drawl?” Julie sassed back, leaning back into Frank’s arms.
“On-point.”
“Thanks, baby. Mwah.” And the two were in each other’s mouths again.
“They’d make out with the masks on if they could. Julie needs some kissy lips on that thing and they’d swap paint every second of the day.”
“Mhm. Can you not use my shoulder as an armrest? I’m not that short!”
“You are tho, Suz. You so are.”
“Kiss bricks, tall dark and spooky.” She turned her head away, sulking.
“If I could see them through this almost-blizzard…”
“You’re the only one not wearing a jacket. This is on you.”
“This hoodie has seen me through more Canadian-strength Mt. Ormond snowstorms than you have seen paint brushes. Also I meant that the bandana has frozen over my eyes.”
Susie stood on her tiptoes to wipe the ice out of his eye sockets,
“I forgot those were your eyes.”
I leaned down to give her an easier time, getting a poke in the eye for it.
“And they call us lovebirds.” Frank scoffed, “So, Joey, you’re really good at smuggling stuff. You pair get the drinks, and Julie and I‘ll make a scene to distract the cashier, then we leg it. All good?”
“Almost.” Julie interjected, “We grab some wine, too.” You could hear the smile in her voice. I pinched the bridge of my nose, “Fine. Deal.”
The gas station in all it’s neon lights and reek of diesel cut it’s visage through the horizontal snow. Suzie had slid, fallen, skinned her knees and whimpered about it. She was wearing a skirt and thin leggings, though, so it was on her.
“Stopped bleeding?”
“Yes.” Suzie whined.
“Good. The cash register is empty, not a soul in the place. Let’s roll.”
The doors slid away from them, Julie slithering away to the alcohol isle, Susie hesitantly following, Frank flipping off the door camera, before rummaging behind the cash register for the restroom keys.
“You two, beers. I’ll do the wine.” Julie began to peruse the selection of cheap gas station wine available to her, and Julie and I got to stuffing beer cans in our hoodies. I picked up a bottle of Labatt Blue, Canadian Pilsener, or so said the cursive label. Never knew what Pilsener was, but it sounded European, and I never could speak French. Julie shrieked, and Susie and I whipped around. A janitor had seen us, and had a mop across Julie’s neck. She was behind held upward by it against him, clawing hopelessly at the wood, kicking and scrabbling. Neither of us moved. For a long moment, nothing moved besides Julie, who was slowly weakening her resistance. The moment ended, I charged the man and Julie, smashing into them both.
Julie went down, the man, twice her size, now, went back into Frank, dropping the mop as he was caught. Something made a wet, sharp sound.
Frank shoved the janitor to the ground, the sawtooth back edge of a hunting knife ripping out a spurt of blood and some muscle and fat, shredded up in ribbons like limp red poutine. The janitor stayed down, only moving to draw shaky, laboured breaths. Frank immediately rushed over to Julie, struggling to get up.
“Jules, you ok?”
She rubbed her neck, breathing heavy, “I’m ok, I’m ok now.”
I heard Susie step back, my eyes transfixed on Frank, the knife, and the bleeding janitor. “Frank, did you stab that man?”
“Yeah, I did. Heard the commotion, grabbed a knife, tore the packaging off it and stuck it in him. Why?”
“I think you just killed that man, Frank.” A drop of blood fell from the knife, one of a pool forming on the ground under Frank’s boot.
“No, we killed him. It’s gonna be all of us.”
My eyebrows raised as Julie walked over to Frank, took the knife. She raised it over her head like Micheal Myers and brought it down into the janitors back. He screamed, the knife made a terrible noise, Susie squealed, I froze. Julie used the knife to paint a red smile over Frank’s existing grin, with unmistakable deliberation.
Then they turned to me, their papier-mâché masks lifeless and callous in their bloody grins. “C’mon Joey,” their voices sweet, “We’re all gonna be a part of this.”
“That would mean I have to stab someone, doesn’t it.”
“Yah, bud.”
“We only ever did smash-&-grab, and more grab than smash. Am I a murderer?” Frank answered, “No, you’re not. You’re stabbing a corpse-”
“He’s still alive! Look! He’s still breathing, he had a name, probably had a family!”
“Even you said ‘had.’ That’s good as dead already.” Frank’s tone turned from urgent pressure to dangerous calm, “Take the knife, and put it in.” He pointed to the janitor’s still heaving, weeping side, “Put it out of it’s misery.”
My voice broke, “I don’t wanna do this, man, I can’t kill a guy-”
“Joey stab the body. Stab it or we’re done and you’re out.” Julie slinked up next to Frank, stepping on the man, more blackish blood oozing out.
“Don’t make me choose-”
Their masks didn’t hide their animosity. I stopped thinking, took the knife from Frank and took aim with shaking hands. Julie said something behind me, and I brought the knife down into the janitor’s body, the blade burying itself in the corpse’s neck, blood spraying like a fountain. The body jolted, someone screamed, either me or Susie, and the knife came out, bringing with it torn muscle. My body got up, no feeling in it. It gave the knife back to Frank, who gave it to Susie, boots splattering the blood around them, blackening and thick.
Susie took the knife, her mask turned to me. She was pleading behind it, whimpering and choking on horrified tears. I took a step towards her, offering a gloved hand, she shot back. The hand was covered in blood, soaked through the glove. She didn’t see her friends Joey, Frank and Julie, she saw the bloodied masks and callous hearts of three stony killers. Susie put the knife as gently as she could to the corpse’s side. Frank kicked the knife’s pommel hard, pounding it deep into the body, Susie letting go in time to keep her fingers.
“Good work, Legion. This is the most excitement anyone’s ever had in Ormond, Alberta.” And with that, Frank led us back into the black blizzard outside, “Good thing it’s Halloween so nobody ‘ll question the blood.” I choked on a laugh.
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Tattooed Wings, CHAPTER 533, Peter Steele & OFC, Soulmate AU
SUMMARY: Mary Claire Bradley meets her soulmate- literally- the famous Peter Steele of metal group Type O Negative. But will obstacles including trauma, stalkers, and toxic family members get in the way of their life?
WARNING: mentions of child rape (nothing graphic) PTSD, milk kink, soft smut, grinding, assault, fingering, hand jobs, blow jobs, 69, P in V sex, blood, noncon rape, violence, death, vandalism, graffiti, attempted kidnapping, break-ins, wild animal attacks, terrorist attack (sabotage) consensual impregnation, bareback, impregnation kink, creampies, terrorist attacks (shootings) hit and run pedestrian accident, precipitous labor, neonatal death, abandoned baby
WORDS: 1186
“… And over here we have a private room, which you will be put into following your C-section to recover.”
I hummed as Elizabeth pushed me in my wheelchair. I hold holding onto Elle as the family kept up easy pace around the nurse conducting the tour of Saint Mary’s Maternity Hospital for Expectant Mothers. Peter had offered to carry me, making the surrounding staff visibly swoon at how doting he was being towards me. I had told him that I didn’t mind riding in a wheelchair.
“Besides, I’d rather not quirk your leg,” I explained as he took to a knee to press a whiskery kiss to my temple.
“I love you, my sweetheart,” he purred possessively before standing up to his full height and endcapping our party.
Little girl and Baby Tommy toddled on either side of me, the two babies holding onto the extra-long neck strings of my hoodie as not to become separated from us. Both were holding onto their little dollie friends as they went about doing their baby business, babbling softly and pattering along quietly.
“… and here we have the floor’s nurses station. Oh do remind me if your kids will be playing a role in bringing the Ratajczyk triplets into the world?”
“Last time I helped mommy give birth, Baby Violet Marie died,” Elizabeth muttered darkly.
“Listen to me now Elizabeth,” I ordered her, the party coming to a abrupt stop right in the middle of the hallway, me pulling my daughter to stand right in front of me, where I brought her in for a tender hug. “Baby Violet Marie’s death was not your fault. It was never your fault, and it will never be your fault. Do you understand me?”
Elizabeth looked at me with teary eyes, and I knew just what she needed.
“Do you need a nice, long cry?” I asked her, pulling her in all the more tighter. “Go ahead and cry. You’re safe now.”
I made shushing noises and rubbed at her back as Elizabeth became emotionally vulnerable yet again, something that’s been happening more and more as of lately, I couldn’t help but notice. The only thing that Peter and I could do was reassure her and just let her come in for cuddles.
“Have you been talking to Charlie?” I asked her in a quiet voice as Peter joined us, keeling next to us and wrapping his muscular arms tightly around us both. “Elizabeth, would you like to me schedule you to see her for two hours at a time instead of one hour at a time?”
Elizabeth couldn’t find her breath to respond, only having enough energy to release a choked cry right before retucking her face into my neck.
“Don’t cry Lizz Lizz!” little girl begged from her spot hugging her big sister’s legs. “Don’t cry! Need kissies?”
“Uppie uppie uppie!” Baby Tommy demanded, bouncing up and down on the balls of her feet as he ordered to be picked up. Katie picked him up, earning her a happy little cheer. “Yay yay! Tank ou, Kate Kate!” He then grabbed ahold of his big sister’s face and began to pepper her tear streaked face with loud MWAH MWAH MWAHs.
“Mommy, why don’t you and daddy continue on with the tour?” Katie suggested. “I can take Lizz Lizz and Baby Tommy and little girl and Isabelle and go find somewhere to go and sit. Does that sound good?”
“Are you sure, mo stór?” I hummed softly, hating seeing my daughter in clear distress.
“We can have a tea party!” she suggested venomously, grabbing Elle and Jing from me before guiding everyone off.
“I like the way you parent.”
“Well, I don’t know about Peter, but I do like parenting them!” I chuckled as the nurse took it upon herself to push me, Peter and Baby Eve quickly falling into place besides me. “They are all such easy kids!”
“I bet! I follow Elizabeth on Instagram, I really like the shorts that she started to release where she covers requested songs!”
“Yeah, well she’s a talented musician,” Peter chuckled. “Katie plays the piano also, and we’re also anticipating the babies picking up musical instruments in the future.”
“What do you see the babies as playing?”
“Well, Baby Tommy will probably follow in his daddy’s footsteps and take up the cello, and little girl will probably take up the drums or the guitar,” I started as we were wheeled past a nursery with a window that showcased little pink faced babies bundled up snuggly tightly in blankies and corralled in plain bassinets. “It’s too soon to diagnose Baby Eve with a musical instrument though.”
“Ah, okay. Up next we have our cafeteria, Saint Mary’s hospital food is much better than your standard hospital’s food! I must recommend the spaghetti and meatballs- so much yum!”
“My sister will still bring me food to eat.” I blanched at the idea of eating grade school issued mystery meat. “Like no offence, but I once got food poisoning from eating hospital food.”
“Why were you in the hospital, sweetheart?” my husband asked me, wrinkling his nose.
“Oh, I had a really bad head cold, and mom was out of town for something,” I recalled in a bland voice. “Daddy overreacted- as per usual- since it was flu season, and so I was kept for an hour while testing was done on me. Near the end, I was offered a cup of chocolate pudding, which led to the food poisoning.”
“Bleh,” shuddered Peter theatrically, bouncing Baby Eve on his shoulder. “Sounds awful.”
“Oh you have no idea, my love,” I grumbled. “Fluids were coming out both ends for nine solid straight days.”
The nurse coughed awkwardly.
“Might I draw your attention back to our…”
Mo stór, my dear, Irish Gaelic
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🩷,💌, and 🎁 for the emoji asks? :D
tysm caitie for the ask!!! ☺✨💕
gonna go for a change of pace and talk about my main man oushirou, my beloved freak of almost 15 years. gives him a little kissy. mwah.
🩷 for a headcanon about f/o.
the desire to seem non-threatening is what got him to start experimenting with things like his looks and his weird-funny-guy personality... then he crossdressed for the Funnies once and realized it was fun, actually... then he started being a little more flamboyant because it came naturally to him... and this was all in the gender-rigid environment of the all-boys-except-tsukiko seigetsu academy.
so as soon as he graduates to go to college, get an internship, enter the journalism field, travel all over the world... he realizes how even HIS view of the limits of expression are... well... limited. he feels more free to try new things, wear bold patterns, paint his nails, do his hair in even more interesting styles. as he learns new languages he also learns all new ways to describe gender and expression and sexuality. in the end, he realizes doesn't really need defined labels; he's simply oushirou, and he's going to look beautiful and handsome and charming and sexy and flirty for anyone and everyone who's willing to give him their time.
when he shows up at the 10 year seigetsu reunion, wearing a zebra stripe suit with polkadot tie, red aviators, black nails, and an intricately styled hair-do, it catches everyone a little off guard... but they quickly lean into the bold changes when they see just how much more comfortable and self-assured he seems.
(tl;dr: i hc him as genderqueer and pansexual lol. and he has a VERY nonbiney fashion sense ksjnkjnsf which is canon but like. they didn't INTEND for it to be typical nonbinary fashion, they just wanted him to be a little weirdo man. no, sorry, i'm The Oushirou Guy (tm) and i declare he's Gender.)
💌 for a snippet of a conversation we had.
(ngl i'm extremely brain empty, so i'm actually going repurpose and rewrite part of a prompt i did in... uh... 2012????? jfc i'm a selfshipping grandpa.)
“Kehe! What, are you afraid to show a bit of leg, sweetheart? You know I’ve already seen them before right?”
The door closes, and the red-head strides over to the bed and, with a grunt, plops himself down where Ro’s feet end under the covers.
“Doesn’t mean you just get to see 'em for free, you know! B'sides, if I ran around half-naked all the time I don't think it'd stay entertaining for long.”
“Oh, you doubt the power of a true pervert? Kuhihi~”
He begins to move, and Ro closes their eyes and tenses, preparing for the usual onslaught of wriggling fingers and wet, sloppy, gross kisses...
The weight on the bed shifts, and two warm arms wrap around their waist.
A quick kiss at the corner of their eye.
“…Did you get a lot of work done?”
Their shoulders relax, and a sigh escapes them as they look up into his face, much closer now than it was before. “Enough…I guess. It’s hard to say at this point.” The work of a freelancer is never done, after all.
“So then,” his hands slowly, gently travel up and down their arms, “how about a nice, relaxing, eight-to-ten-hour sleep break with me, hmm?” He moves his head to the crook of their neck, nuzzling into it. Ro brings one hand to his long hair and begins running their fingers through, the other rubbing his shoulders and back. “Just you, me, and this big ol’ comfy bed. Ah, and your pants-less legs, of course~!” He grins against their neck.
“As long as you don’t look at them, mister.”
“Oh c'mooooon, don’t pull the ‘mister’ thing on me right before bed! It makes me feel so oooold and formal. You’re so mean, sir.” He looks up from his comfortable neck-crook long enough to wipe a fake tear from his eye and pout at their serious face.
A few seconds pass, the two staring intensely at each other, before Ro huffs and breaks into a small smile. They lean forward and give Oushirou a light peck on the lips, and as they lean back to lie on the bed, his lips eagerly follow theirs, wanting more.
🎁 for a gift f/o has given s/i (or vice versa).
he travels all the time, all over the world, so he tries to bring back little trinkets from all of the places he's been. just tiny painted keepsakes. i keep them displayed on a shelf as a reminder of just how much he's been able to do, how far he's been able to go, and how many people he's met.
and while bringing back cooked food with him would be... difficult, he does sometimes bring back interesting recipes from those who are willing to share. when we meet up again, he buys some ingredients, borrows the kitchen, and cooks something to allow me to experience a small taste of the places he went to.
#man... looking back at my short-lived oushirou wife blog is so strange. i was writing prompts as far back as 11 years ago. wild.#i really should repurpose / rewrite some of these and post them here sometime. i have to change pronouns and names and whatnot...#and just update the writing style in general... but it'd be nice to have everything /here/.#(also my very first posts about oushirou-zombie-au-that-would-become-my-oc-mars aughhh so nostalgic. mars has come so far.)#📌 [ my posts. ]#[ asks. ]#📷 [ phantom hearts. ]#🐐 [ been up all night. ]#[ need to draw. ]#⭐ [ canon lore. ]#[ oomfies ; caitie. ]
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