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chiiyuuvv · 4 months

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[DAY 2] masterlist ᡣ𐭩 !

— " platonic sleepovers that end up in with you in their arms " ; one bed / vacation ft. half of riize

♡list : @lecheugo , @imthisclosetokms , @rizzkisworld , @hyvelxve , @starryriize

"Cant believe i have to room with you," wonbin shoots you a look as he jingles the key into the door knob, finally opening with some struggle to reveal your beautiful hotel room. The walls painted white with a tall, warm yellow lamp at the side to illuminate the space. Only problem was, there was only one bed.

Everyone became fully aware of this information once the recipient informed them, breaking into a circle to play rock, paper, scissors. Winner and loser would be paired up together to get that singular bed, while everyone else was able to decide who they wanted to sleep with.

You won, wonbin lost, his eyes rolling as he clicks his tongue. He wasnt annoyed like how he acted.. he actually didnt mind, knowing that hed be comfortable with you. But he loved teasing you, watching as your lips form into a straight line. "If this was a horror movie.. im kicking you off the bed so the monster would eat you first." Wonbins head falls back as he laughs at your words, watching as your arms cross.

"I'll drag you with me." He gives you a wink equipped with a smirk, before grabbing one of the towels that sat at the edge of the bed. "Im gonna shower first." He says over his shoulder, your head nodding in acknowledgment although he couldnt see you, jumping onto the bed to turn on the tv. "Yeah, okay." You say, your full attention on the screen. "Take your time."

"Look whos here.." you say as the bathroom door opens, a grin appearing onto wonbins lips, his hands busy drying his wet hair with a towel. "Miss me?" His lips pucker, throwing that towel in the hamper along with the clothes he wore in the morning. "Are you going to shower?" He askes, taking the opportunity to slide into the bed next to you, lifting the blanket so it could lay comfortably on his legs.

"No, i showered before i got here."

"Cool." He plays with his fingers. "Are you going to play something?"

"Yeah.. im just trying to find something good," wonbin nods his head out of the corner on your eyes, your lips licking into full concentration. He couldnt help but admire you in this state, his eyes darting to your figure and across the room so it doesnt seem obvious that he was staring, his hands scratching the back of his neck.

Anyone that walked by could notice wonbins tiny liking towards you, his laughs becoming more frequent whenever you opened your mouth, the small desire to spend the rest of the day with you, and the next.. and the next.

He didnt know why but he found you so captivating, wanting to get to know you more and more as the time pasted. So he was a little too happy when you were being paired, but calmed himself down so no one could notice his growing feelings, and more importantly so he wouldnt get teased by his friend group.

"Found a movie!" You exclaim, snapping him out of his thoughts. His head turns when he realizes hes been staring at you this entire time, his ears pink as he prays that you didnt notice. "Should i turn off the lights?" You ask, completely oblivious. Thank god.. he breathes the breath he doesnt even know he was holding, a quick nod leaving his head.

The movies been playing in the background yet wonbin hasnt paid any attention to it. Not because the movie was boring but because he couldnt stop staring at you, and he was getting a little sleepy. A long yawn leaves his lips, shifting into the bed to get comfortable.

"Tired?" You ask, turning down the volume of the television so the latter could hear you better. Wonbin shakes his head in agreement, his eyes widening when your hands lace into his silky hair, giving it a soft pat. And suddenly, he doesnt care anymore, his head leaning into your touch before resting against your arm so you could play with it more, his eyes getting heavy. "Is this okay?" You ask for consent, watching as wonbin lets out another yawn in response, his eyes finally closing, drifting off into sleepy land.

The next morning, a sleepy hum leaves his lips, his head buring deeper into your chest as you lazily stroke his hair, your legs tangled and his arms wrapped around your waist. "Aww, they look so cute." A voice says, along with a snap of a camera. A snap of a camera? Without thinking, wonbin shoots up, a shocked sungchan and eunseok standing over them.

"Well good morning lovebirds-"

"Sungchan. Delete that. Right. Now."

"Its hyung to you-"

"I SAID DELETE IT!"

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bebebelll · 7 months

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does anyone know her dad? daniel ricciardo smau (part 1)

pairing: daniel ricciardo x toto's secret child!reader / daniel ricciardo x schumacher and wolff!reader warnings: cursing and some general fandom hate wags get note: first time doing this i dont know if this right but lets go! part 2, part 3 and part 4

mickschumacher happy birthday to @ynquads !! sorry for crashing into the cake! mama said she'll make you another

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gina_schumacher thanks for almost cropping me out of the picture

mickschumacher it's about yn!! ynquads i though i was you favourite cousin gigi :( why u being so mean to me :( i'll go tell my parents micschumacher ill tell mama you're being mean to yn username123 always love seeing mick and yn be annoying little siblings

maxverstappen1 congrats! is it enough to say it here or do i have to make my own post? ive given you a present

ynquads bring me cowboy boots from austin and you dont have to

username cute cute cute cute cute cute

username honestly schumacher genes dont even feel real anymore

username right!?!?! i want yn to win the figure skating grand prix but then i remember that video where she went karting with max username like a billion drivers and a skater and the good looks in ONE family? god really does have favourites

lewishamilton happy birthday! it's been great seeing you grow up

username excuse me sir? what do you mean grow up?

ynquads visited japan for a wedding and now i'm all ready for skate america!! let's gooo cricket club!!

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username YOU GOT INVITED TO YUZURU'S WEDDING

ynquads i even got to bring daniel🤭

danielricciardo it was a lovely wedding❤️❤️(ours is gonna be better)

username excuse what the fuck lewishamilton actually you're not allowed to marry her without our permission danielricciardo whose permission would i even ask? lewishamilton every german speaking driver and like three team bosses good luck

username ARIANA (our queen & god susie wolff) WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE

maxverstappen1 daniel's being gross make him stop

danielricciardo am not! ynquads lmao throw bread at him danielricciardo all the love ive given you and this is how you repay me? ynquads ooh i'll repay you 😏 maxverstappen1 dont be weird under my comment

username oh she has time to fly to japan but not go to a single race ever

username babes danny has not been in the since zandvoort. theres been no race to go see him username they've been together for like three years and she's only been to less than ten races username like seriously cant she ever be supportive username you people do realize she's an athlete too?

ynquads we got silver!!!💪🥈🥈🥈congrats to kaori sakamoto 🥇 and isabeau levito🥉 (also thanks uncle lewis for dinner)

tagged: lewishamilton

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nicorosberg he gave you alcohol?

ynquads i have never actually drank alcohol at all in my entire life (also dad was there i was not even allowed to get food that had rum in the sauce) maxverstappen1 oh yeah we did not at all just get drunk ynquads shut up before nico goes to talk to my DAD

username are we all just gonna ignore that she calls lewis "uncle" like seriously how disrespectful is that

username calm the fuck down she calls him and all the older grid (especially sebastian) uncle so it is not new

danielricciardo why you holding your head like that? is it heavy from all the pretty? i can hold it for you

nicorosberg this is who you choose @ynquads danielricciardo why are you bullying me too??? ynquads hes funny onkel nico (uncle) username how is nico rosberg here dragging danny ric? you dont even follow him?

username EVERYBODY CALM DOWN THIS IS NOT A DRILL WE HAVE A CHANCE TO HAVE YN WIN THIS YEAR'S GRAND PRIX PLEASE BE ON EVERY PODIUM

susie_wolff congrats honey! we're really proud!

username i still think it's so damn weird she just hangs out with the older grid. how does she even know then to go on dinners

username okay but when the hell did this even happen? i follow yn and she trains in toronto and during summer is in germany or england. she doesnt attend the races? how the fuck is she and DANIEL RICCIARDO together babes

username i bet my life that max introduced them i can feel it in my bones that he planned this username "oh sorry i won by 30 secs and you have a shitbox to drive, wanna meet my friend she's great gf material? you have no chance without help" ynquads i mean.... username OH MY GOD

username she's such a shit girlfriend honestly. she dates daniel for publicity and then drags lewis down too

username what the fuck are you smoking??

username how the FUCK did daniel ricciardo bag the talented pretty QUAD QUEEN MISS YN SCHUMACHER!!! thats my wife actually! what about our kids and three lambs??

f1wagsupdates paparazzi has released a video of mercedes team boss toto wolff exiting a restaurant and driving off with a young woman. even though she tried to cover herself, the woman was quicky identified as yn schumacher. she is a figure skater and 20+ years younger. in an interview from home yn can be seen walking around the wolff kitchen in little clothing. is this the ending to toto's perfect looking marriage with fellow motorsport boss susie wolff?

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username if i dont read it, it doesnt exist. no one's cheating ever

username toto and susie's kid is like 5 how could he throw that away??

username its always the goddamn family men fucking over their wives and kids

username this is such bullshit. toto and susie have been together since like 2011 this is so horrible

username little clothing? she's wearing like pajamas

#formula 1 #formula 1 x reader #daniel ricciardo x reader #daniel ricciardo insta au #formula 1 social media au #daniel ricciardo #toto wolff

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mirkoluvs · 7 months

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★ JJK SMAU - DATING SUGURU GETO

notes: funfact sugurus my fav animanga character 🤭

→ gojo ver. !!

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y/nstivies: my starboy

tagged: sugeto

shokoko: BOOOOO I COULD TREAT YOU BETTER

↳ sugeto: why are you implying that i dont treat her well.

↳ shokoko: im not im implying that im better than you and she should break up with you and get with me.

↳ sugeto: wow.

↳ y/nstivies: that’s a tempting offer idk…

↳ sugeto: ???

thestrongest: me when i came up with this whole outfit

↳ sugeto: no you didn’t??????

↳ thestrongest: suguru pls don’t discredit me rn.

↳ sugeto: you LITERALLY told me i picked a good outfit before i walked out

↳ thestrongest: ok but like i mentally approved it so if i didn’t do that you would’ve changed and then you wouldn’t have that on so

↳ sugeto: i want to be happy so i’m ignoring you.

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sugeto: you are my sea, you are my sunshine

tagged: y/nstivies

y/nstivites: WAVE TO EARTH????? SUGU I LOVE YOU SO MUCH

↳ sugeto: i love you more baby 🖤

shokoko: cant even hate he did research for this one.

↳ sugeto: what can i say 😜

↳ shokoko: now i can hate on you using that stupid ass emoji

↳ y/nstivites: yeah that was a little…

↳ sugeto: can i live.

haibabara: THIS IS SO CUTE IM GONNA POST MY FUTURE GF LIKE THIS

↳ thestrongest: youre not getting a gf anytime soon lil bro

↳ sugeto: what is your problem

↳ thestrongest: bitter.

↳ thestrongest: i’m sorry haibara you will get gf soon!

↳ haibabara: THANKS!!!!

↳ kenton: i wish i was this happy

↳ sugeto: i can somehow hear him through the phone

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y/nstivites: when he knows how to do your hair better than you do 😍

tagged: sugeto

sugeto: hair stylists are lucky i decided to become a jujutsu sorcerer

↳ y/nstivites: they’d be unemployed 😞

utahim3: this is cute ig. like i guess it is like idk i guess.

↳ thestrongest: crazy level of hating

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↳ utahim3: didnt you just tell haibara that he’d never get a gf cause you were jealous of these two.

↳ thestrongest: what happened to forgive and forget wtf…

↳ utahim3: YOU PISS ME OFF SO BADDDD

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y/nstivites: took a picture so itd last longer

tagged: sugeto

sugeto: dont need a picture when im here

↳ y/nstivites: 🙁🤍

↳ sugeto: 🖤

↳ thestrongest: this is disgusting

↳ shokoko: for once i agree

shokoko: had to burn my film camera after this one

shokoko: i need a cigarette

↳ y/nstivites: had to post this so they wouldn’t catch onto us yk you’re my #1 😙

↳ shokoko: omg ur so right

↳ sugeto: i don’t like this entire thread?????

↳ thestrongest: suguru i got you dont even worry

↳ sugeto: get away from me NOW.

↳ thestrongest: 🙁

thestrongest: u guys always have the corniest captions

↳ y/nstivites: ok then wtf do you want me to make it.

↳ thestrongest: idk something like we went to tinkle together after this

↳ y/nstivites: WHAT

↳ sugeto: EXCUSE ME?????

↳ thestrongest: oh ok so now i’m the weird one.

↳ kenton: you’re just now figuring this out?

#getou suguru #suguru geto #geto suguru #geto fluff #getou x reader #geto x reader #getou jjk #geto jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk suguru #jjk #jjk x reader #jjk fluff #jjk smau

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factual-fantasy · 10 months

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Happy 1st Birthday Jangles!!

This post was originally going to be a humongous comic filled with lore, goofs, and even a bit of angst? 👀 And then have a funny/wholesome ending. Just like Bibi’s birthday comic.

But.. I ran into a problem. I didn’t know what to get for Jangles.

For Bibi’s present it was obvious what to get him. He wanted a real friend. Bringing Jangles to life was perfect and really tied the whole comic together.

But Jangles? What does he want?

I wracked my brain for days. And when I finally thought of an idea? I only had 8 days left to make it happen. Sketch the comic out on paper, sketch it again in digital, line it, color it, backgrounds, dialogue.. I also had to make the actual present so that its picture could be used in the comic. All while having a very busy schedule for this week AND while working on Moon Malfunction..

I thought I could pull it off. So I got to sketching right away.

The comic would start with me in a big black blob. Locking myself away to try and get this project done as fast as possible. You know, like a total drama queen XD

Bibi and Jangles break in, and Bibi tries to talk to me but I ignore him. Meanwhile Jangles goes over to this goopy present by the wall. The present has a tag with Jangles name on it. As he goes to open it I do a spoopy jump scare and tell him not to. Jangles and I then proceed to go back and fourth. “Why not?” Because its not good enough yet. “I’m sure its fine, what is it? What’s it for?” I cant tell you what its for because its not that day yet. “What is that day? And why cant we know about it?” “BECAUSE, its a S E C R E T-”

Bibi then says I need a break. I tell him I cant because I’m running out of time. I tell him that it needs to be posted on a specific day and that it has to be perfect but I don’t know what to do..

Jangles then deadpans “Its my birthday isn’t it?”

“...Yes. It is.”

“Okay? So what? I get wanting to post it on the day. But why all this pressure for the perfect gift?”

I explain that Bibi got a big special comic for his birthday. It had all the bells and whistles and it had the perfect gift. Jangles. And I wanted to do the same for him. I explained that the problem though was I haven’t really written enough of Jangles character to know what he would want.. I then wrote for Jangles response to be,

“Well what I dont want is you stressing yourself out over me.”

..I stopped sketching the comic at that point. I realized that I was stressing myself out way too much over this comic. It was 1 in the morning at that point. I was already pushing myself so hard to get this done on time and make it perfect that all the fun was just zapped right out of it.

But I still worried a bit. I care about Jangles as my character and I wanted to do something cool for him. I wanted to post this at midnight on the dot, but that would require me to stay up until then when I’m still wiped out from the day before.. I also still wanted to get him a cool present.. But again I figured Jangles wouldn’t want me to stress over this “big comic” and “special gift” stuff. So I just settled for a break.

This entire post was prepared early, and posted when ever I was awake enough to post it. All the days beforehand I spent just taking my time with Moon Malfunction and focusing on my schedule. And on the day I’m posting it, I plan to draw nothing. Just relax and take a break from everything. I’ll get back around to all my projects tomorrow.

I think a post with minimal effort and day of no Tumblr, is probably exactly what Jangles would have wanted. So Happy Birthday Jangles! And thanks for the day off! XD

#bibi and jangles #my original stuff #Happy Birthday Jangles!

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shanastoryteller · 11 months

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Happy birthday Shana!!! I wish for a continuation of the Lady Mo story if you have any inspiration. Otherwise I would love any untamed promt!

a continuation of 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 33 34 35 36

"Are you hurt?" Sizhui asks anxiously, jumping off his sword to tun towards Lady Xuanyu.

"Nah," she says, wincing as she stresses. "Well, nothing important."

"You're bleeding!" Jingyi shouts at a really unnecessary pitch. He unsheathes his sword and points it at Song Lan. "What did you do?"

"Stop that," she scolds, knocking his sword down. "Go get Xiao Xingchen and the girl. He's probably really confused right now."

Song Lan's expression clears and he bows to her before flying off.

His father jerks as if to go after him and Lady Xuanyu calls out, "Leave him be! He's doing what I said."

Lan Wangji hesitates, but nods and finally descends to join them. He towers over Lady Xuanyu, looking down at her with a fierce glare that makes Sizhui cringe even though it's not directed towards him. "What happened?"

"Found Xiao Xingchen, found Xue Yang, Song Lan killed him," she says, not even so much as lowering her eyes. "Xue Yang, not Xiao Xingchen, obviously. Wasn't this guy supposed to be killed during the war or something? It was a little before my time, so to speak."

"Song Lan is unharmed and you are not," his father says, lifting a hand to press it against the sluggishly bleeding wound in her shoulder.

Lady Xuanyu hisses at the contact but doesn't pull away. "He's a more experienced cultivator. Give me a couple hours and they'll be all closed up."

It used to take days for Lady Xuanyu's golden core to heal anything more complicated than a paper cut. She's strengthened it to the point that what would have been weeks of healing is reduced to just a day.

"He should have protected you," Sizhui says stubbornly. He'd rather she didn't have to heal at all. "Why did you run off with him anyway?"

"Had a hunch and figured I'd be back before you noticed," she says. Jingyi sputters. "Also, I don't need him to protect me, geez. He's a more experienced cultivator, but I still am one. I've gotten more hurt in training."

It's true, but Sizhui doesn't like that either. To harm ones body without cause is against the rules. Perhaps it's not entirely without cause, considering her rapid growth, but none of their teachers had ever beat them as badly as she demands the disciples beat her, and their cores had all turned out fine.

"What hunch did you have?" his father asks.

She winces and says, "Oh, you know, womanly intuition."

It's a lie and not even a very good one.

Lan Wangji's eyes narrow but they're interrupted by Song Lan returning with two people balanced precariously on his sword. Sizhui assumes the other man clad all in white must be Xiao Xingchen but doesn't know who the blind girl that looks to be about his age is.

"Xuanyu!" the girl calls out joyously, causing him to reevaluate his assessment of blind. She's being awfully familiar with his step mother. The girl leaps from the sword before it's fully on the ground and goes running towards them, shoulder pass Lan Wangji to body slam into Lady Xuanyu. "You're still alive, right? You said you would be!"

Lady Xuanyu laughs, closing her arms around the girl's shoulders. Her shoulder is bleeding again now that his father isn't keeping pressure on it. Cant the girl see that she's injured? "Yes, yes, I'm still alive. Excellent work keeping Xiao Xingchen out of the fray, A-Qing. I knew I could depend on you."

The girl - A-Qing, apparently - glows under the praise, beaming up at Lady Xuanyu, still with her arms around her waist.

What's her problem anyway?

#prompt answers #prompts are closed #asks #otakuwithlife #untamed

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handweavers · 1 year

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of all the questions in the world "why are you trans" or "why are you gay" has to be one of the least interesting ones that exist but it's often the go-to question for conservatives when faced with the existence of lgbt people esp in conservative countries in my personal experience. and i've been trying to figure out why they ask that because it feels like such a stupid question on the surface like what do you mean 'why'??? but it occurred to me that the question really is "why did you choose to be open about this/make it my problem" and many try to answer by saying "i didn't choose i was born this way" which i personally find to be an unfulfilling answer, especially because that isn't really what the person is asking. they ask that question not necessarily because they can't fathom why people have such feelings but because they can't fathom why we would act on them, why we would be open about it, why we would do anything but keep those feelings very tiny and miserable within ourselves.

like i think most people regardless of their politics can understand to some extent the concept of gay attraction or gender euphoria, can recognize some aspect of that in their own experience, and if you come from a conservative country or culture you'll discover many people who have such feelings but have entirely stifled them, stamped them down, disregarded them, and it's clear those feelings still haunt them. people who will say "of course everyone has feelings for people of the same gender you just can't act on them" with a straight face or "everyone has wished they were a different gender but we cant do anything about it so oh well" not realizing how they sound and they're upset with you because you didn't ignore those thoughts or disregard them. they aren't exactly upset with you because you have those feelings, they're upset with you because you aren't ashamed of them, and whether that specific shame is a feeling that they relate to or the shame they're familiar with is of a different kind, if you're from a culture where social shame is so powerful and encompassing, the idea of someone not also being internally or externally crushed by that shame and taking their life into their own hands is upsetting. to see someone do that and not suffer consequences of doing so feels wrong to them.

like we have family members who remained stuck in marriages that made them miserable, in towns and villages that made them miserable, in jobs and lives that make them miserable, even if they had the material means to escape, but did not do so because of shame and some sense of duty, like that misery means something. perhaps those who did not have the material means to escape their misery, but you did, and what results is resentment and blame. and they look at you and it's not even necessarily that you're gay or trans or whatever that they hate you for, but because you escaped that shame, you were miserable and you decided you did not have to be and you did something for yourself, and just that act is often seen as selfish and upsetting within this cultural context.

esp in cultures where this kind of misery is seen as familial duty, so by forgoing such misery and the social expectations placed upon you you are simultaneously shirking your familial responsibility, in a society where familial and communal ties are everything. so when family members ask me "why are you trans" i just answer that i chose happiness and i am content with my choices, and the rest is something for them to work out.

#its always my malaysian indian side asking this not my white side. so ive been trying to understand why that is especially when #they arent hateful to me the way some in my white side are. their discomfort with me feels different. its reactionary yes but its not #the same context the same structures at play the same social expectations the same material reality even

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amaya-writes · 7 months

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rewatched black clover then saw your event and now i'm thinking how would Finral, Gauche and Leo introduce their fiance to their siblings. for the sake of this req let's say their siblings had no idea they were getting engaged (for Leo maybe his sis knew but brother didn't? idk i cant imagine neither of them knowing)

Ringtober Masterlist

Notes: sorry for the delay!

Warnings: n/a just fluff

Characters involved: Finral Roulacase, Gauche Adlai, Leopold Vermillion

Fem reader, you/yours

Finral Roulacase

His brother needs a minute.

Literally just points at Finral then you and goes you actually managed to convice her to fall for you?

Might make fun of Finral a bit but Finral can tell he's secretly happy for him.

Langris is more interested in the ring than you, he is glad to say that his brother has good taste in jewellery.

They end up discussing family matters after that and what's going to happen with certain pre established marriage agreements.

Overall Langris doesn't really care much, sure he's happy his brother found someone but it's kind of a 'meh' moment for him.

He isn't interested in getting to know you either, in his head you're like the Black Bulls—someone his brother likes but he doesn't particularly care for.

Don't expect to see much of him around either, although he does expect a wedding invite even if he might snark on about not attending.

He does in fact attend.

Gauche Adlai

His sister is so excited it's honestly adorable.

You've already met in the past since Gauche had to introduce the two most important girls in his life to each other, but she gets very excited at the prospect of having you as her future sister.

Gauche has to roam around with tissues because he keeps getting nosebleeds at the idea of the three of you living together like a happy lil family.

Once she finds our you're going to be her future sister in law his sister constantly asks about you when Gauche visits. He almost can't visit her without you because she sometimes seems sad and then Gauche feels very bad.

This one time the two of you got into a fight and she asked about you and told Gauche something along the lines of you better not take my sister away from me and to this day he does his best to never argue with you.

Overall your relationship is really sweet. Since Gauche is kind of like her father figure anyways you sort of become a maternal figure for her.

Leopold Vermillion

Fuegoleon is so genuinely surprised he doesn't even know how to react.

Their parents called all three children to the house for dinner which was surprising in itself, so when he sees you there he is pretty confused.

You're a close family friend, and ever since you were children it was sort of a given that Leo was yours and you were his. You two were just fated to be together.

But Fuegoleon presumed that his parents would at least give him of all people some forewarning before an engagement.

He ends up finding out that Leo actually proposed out of nowhere, you accepted and told both families a few days ago.

So why was Fuegoleon so late to the party?

His sister finds the entire situation funny and doesn't miss a beat before teasing Fuegoleon for being slow and not seeing the signs. Like how Leo suddenly decided to visit their grandfather (for a ring that was pre decided) the day he proposed.

Fuegoleon is honestly very pleased with the entire ordeal. You were always like a little sister to him anyways, but now that relationship is just solidified.

He does however tease Leo quite a bit about being a man and the responsibilities that come with marriage.

He's kind of surprised that Leo is going to be the first of the three of them to be married. That's Fuegoleon biggest concern rather than the sudden announcement.

Mereoleona definitely teases him about how their little brother has a better love life than him.

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jjsmaybank20 · 1 year

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jenna ortega x gn reader and the premise is that the reader has amnesia and cant remember that they and jenna had a relationship at all so basically jenna has to make the reader remember their relationship and at the end the reader remembers their relationshoip

I Remember

Jenna Ortega x GN!Reader

Summary: You get in a car accident and lose all of your memories of Jenna and your relationship. Can you get them back or will you never remember your fianceè again?

Warnings: Angst with happy ending, R was in a car accident, R has amnesia

Word Count: 1.7k

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You woke up in a strange room, not knowing where you were. Now that you think about it, you couldn't really remember how you got there, or why you were hooked up to a bunch of machines. You tried to sit up, but it caused your entire body to ache.

Suddenly, an unfamiliar woman walks into the room with food in hand. When she sees that you are awake, she practically throws the food to the side and rushes to your bedside. "Oh my god, you're awake!"

You feel like you should remember who she is, but no matter how much you push yourself, nothing comes up. Seeing the apprehensive look on your face, the woman backs up slightly. "Are you okay, honey? It's just me." You scan her face one more time before finally asking, "I'm sorry, who are you?" She laughs before seeing the seriousness in your eyes.

"What do you mean? It's me, Jenna. Your fianceè." You shake your head, making Jenna look even more concerned. "I'm sorry, I really don't know who you are. I don't even know who I am." That makes Jenna begin to freak out, and she calls a nurse into the room.

A woman comes running into the room with a man in a white lab coat, who you quickly figure out is your doctor. Jenna quietly explains what is going on to him, and he looks at you clinically but also with some concern in his eyes. He approaches you slowly with his hands raised, as if you are a wild animal backed in a corner, and he begins to talk.

"Hey there, Y/N. My name is Dr. Kemp, and I am the man who is treating you. Right now, you are in NYU Langone in New York City. You were involved in a car accident and you sustained a head injury that put you in a coma for about a week. We're glad you're safe and awake. Do you remember anything?"

You begin to remember some things, mostly your name and where you are from. Suddenly, the moment that sent you to the hospital comes crashing back. It causes you to begin to panic, which makes the nurse and doctor spring into action. They calm you down and sit you up again, making sure you are okay.

You clear your throat, trying to formulate your words. "I remember some stuff. I can recall my childhood, most things about myself, and the accident. But I really can't remember her. I'm sorry." This makes Jenna choke out a sob, and you look at her with apologetic eyes. You know it isn't your fault, but you wish that you could force yourself to find the memories.

Jenna stands up quickly, muttering something about getting some air before practically running out of the hospital room. You sit there, wishing that you could make things better. If only you could remember.

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"-And they don't remember anything about us. Our entire relationship is gone. We've been together since senior year. They're the love of my life, and they don't even remember me. What the fuck am I supposed to do?" Jenna cries into her phone. On the other end, Emma Myers tries to calm her down. "Jenna. Since when do you just give up? You have so many memories from over the years, so show them to them. Bring them back to us."

Jenna thinks about it before nodding with renewed determination. She quickly hangs up, apologizing and saying that there was something that she had to do. She then ran to her car, quickly driving off towards your house.

Meanwhile, you are sitting in your room, praying that Jenna comes back. You hoped that she wouldn't give up on you, and in the meantime, you would work on getting the flashes of your life back in focus. You sat there, trying to concentrate when Jenna came running back into the room with a posterboard and a box.

You watch her, confused, as she sets her stuff up on the table in front of you. When she pulls some photographs and loose items out of the box, you realize what she is about to do. She stands in front of you before clearing her throat and starting.

"My name is Jenna Ortega. I am an actress, and I am your fianceè. You are Y/N Y/L/N, and you are the love of my life. We met in our freshman year of high school, and we became best friends." She hands you a picture that you quickly realize is the two of you at a young age, standing together and grinning at the person behind the camera.

"I started acting when I was only nine, but I was on this show called Stuck in the Middle when I was twelve. I continued to play that character until I was fifteen, which intersected with when I met you. You were always my biggest cheerleader, and you supported me no matter what. I quickly developed a crush on you, but I could never tell you how I felt. I carried that flame for you all the way through sophomore and junior year, and well into senior year. You had started to flirt with me, more heavily than you normally would, towards the end of junior year, but you hadn't ever done anything. Senior year was when you finally asked me out."

You let that sit for a second before a memory comes back to you.

You were normally a calm, cool, and collected person. That was a part of your charm, and it was what made girls flock to you. You liked the attention, but only one girl could make you weak in the knees and make you lose your indifferent demeanor. Jenna fuckin' Ortega. Your best friend, and your crush since the end of sophomore year.

Until the end of junior year, you thought that there was no way in hell that she would ever like you back, but then you started to notice little things. She would stare at your lips while you were talking, she watched you all the time and when you caught her she would look away, blushing, and whenever you playfully flirted with her she got incredibly flustered.

You decided that you should shoot your shot, and all you could do was hope that this doesn't ruin your friendship.

You sit back for a second with a shocked expression on your face, before you smiled at her. Jenna looks at you, slightly confused, before she realizes what had just happened. "Do you remember?" You smile and nod, before frowning slightly.

"Not everything. I honestly can't remember asking you out. I just remember deciding to. But I remember you, Jenna." Her smile doesn't falter, as she is just happy that you remember her now. She continues on with her presentation, hoping to jog the rest of your memory of your relationship.

"I said yes, and we've been together ever since. We've had our ups and downs, but it's been amazing overall. Now, you proposed to me about two months ago, in our apartment bedroom. We haven't told the public about our relationship just yet, so you couldn't do it in a public space. It was super romantic, so of course I said yes. I was so happy that you wanted to spend the rest of your life with me, and it almost got taken away from us because of your accident. I just need you to remember, because I can't lose you."

You smile tearily at her, before you are hit full force with the weight of your relationship.

Being with Jenna was the greatest thing that had ever happened to you. You realized that you wanted to spend the rest of your life with her, and you quickly decided to propose. Not knowing what ring to get her, you called her sister and Emma to come and help you. They helped you choose the perfect ring to propose with, and you quickly ran home to get set up. You put flower petals on the ground, and you lit candles, and you got fancy champagne and food. When Jenna got home, she saw everything set up, and she was pretty confused.

She quickly walked into your room, where she found you pacing and muttering to yourself in a suit and tie. She cleared her throat, making you whip around and exclaim, "Oh shit, you're early." She gives you a confused look, before looking around and trying to put two and two together.

"Are you cheating on me?" She knows that her question is dumb, and that you would never, but she doesn't know what else to think. The laugh that you let out makes all of the panic in Jenna's body leave, before you step up to her and hold her face in your hands. "I'm not cheating on you, baby. I just..." You clear your throat before getting down on one knee.

Jenna's confusion grows until you pull out a ring and hold it out in front of you. She gasps and begins to tear up. You let out a wet laugh before saying, "I love you more than anything, Jenna. We've been best friends since freshman year, and that has never changed. Sometimes I like to tell people that the only thing that changed about our relationship was that we make out now." That makes Jenna let out a laugh, and you smile up at her. "I want to spend the rest of my life with you. So, Jenna Marie Ortega, will you marry me?"

Jenna nods and exclaims, "Yes! Of course!" You quickly jump up and pull her into a tight bear hug before sliding the ring onto her finger. You then kiss her passionately, making her sigh into your mouth. You were engaged to Jenna fuckin' Ortega.

You stop Jenna quickly before waving her over and pulling her into a kiss. When you pull back, Jenna is now on the hospital bed next to you. You rest your head on hers, and you whisper, "I remember. I remember it all."

You see her smile, and you know that finally, all is right in her and your world.

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sinnerlillith · 2 years

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Can you do sub Eddie smut where he’s feeling insecure so you take care of him and praise him until he feels better

this is so cute behsjbfsff but i'm not good with writing a lot of fluff weaved into long smut , so i'll do this short little smut fic instead so i can fit some wholesome parts into it.

Cw: sub eddie <3 , handjob, mention of orgasm denial, neck kisses/hickeys, praise kink, soft dom reader, tiny angst b/c sad eddie

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"Eddie, there's definitely something up with you."

Eddie has been laying on your chest silently for the past 30-ish long minutes on his couch. He's never been this close to your chest and stayed silent about it. This means no typical tit jokes, requests to grope or suck, or even a random bite to them.

You could have sworn he was alseep if it weren't for your quick glances at his face, but since he's laying on you, only his eyelashes are noticeable. You look closely to see if his eyelashes flutter as he opens and closes them every few minutes, and they do, giving away the fact that he is definitely awake.

"I dunno, I jus'.... feel like shit." His voice is completely flat, a void of energy and his usual pep.

You move a hand from off his back to brush over his head of hair, as if you're petting him. You feel his chest take a deep breath after you stroke his head a little bit, signifying that he is attempting to relax.

"Are you sick?" You ask.

"Nah." his voice is still void.

"Well- so what's wrong, pretty boy?"

Pretty. Any other time, this would make his heart flutter, but right now, it makes him mentally wince. Pretty? If he's actually pretty, why does he feel far from it?

He feels... wasted away. Like he's not good enough as a musician, a boyfriend, a nephew, or even just a person. He doesn't answer your question right away, instead he takes a deep breath. He mentally prepares himself to be vulnerable to you and talk about how he feels.

"Don't feel pretty, I guess." He speaks so quietly. His arms squeeze around you, like a kid with their favorite stuffed animal, just not wanting to let go. His eyes squeeze shut as his head turns further into your breast.

"What?" you swear you've never said 'what' like that in your entire life. That was the fastest, most concerned, and most confused 'what' that has ever come out of your mouth.

"Eddie, what do you mean?" your voice is concerned.

"ugghhh," He groans into your chest. "never mind."

"No, no, wait- please just talk to me. Thats all. I wont interrupt." your hands are now on his neck and exposed cheek of his face. Your thumb caresses his warm skin as if to coax him into letting out how he feels. "Take your time, Eds."

A few quiet seconds pass. He sighs before finally speaking.

"I just don't feel, I dunno... like, myself I guess?"

You nod your head in an understanding manner, even though he cant see you.

"I don't feel good enough. Jus' don't feel 'pretty' "

Your eyes droop downward at his confession, a small frown on your face.

"Oh Ed, c'mere baby," your body begins to move to sit up, "sit up honey."

You both rise up together to sit straight on his couch. You place a hand on the opposite side of his face to turn it towards you.

"Eddie, I love you a lot. I'm so sorry that you're having a shit day-"

"Don't be sor-"

"ah! Don't interrupt Ed, not done yet."

He exhales and nods silently at you. His lips are pressed into a flat line.

"I think the best thing I can tell you right now is that emotions aren't... permanent? If that makes sense? You're gonna feel this way today, but not everyday. Do you get that?"

He nods. You place both hands on either side of his face. You let your thumbs caress his cheeks.

"Are you sure? Sorry if its shit advice, but I do love you a lot. You're gonna figure it out, and I'm here for you. All versions of you, sad or happy."

He slowly smiles at that last part. It gives him a reassured feeling to know that you'll love him, even when he's not confident. His eyes close slowly before they open up again to meet your own, showing that he's finally relaxed a bit.

"Thanks sweetheart." His voice has a hint of warmth in it.

You lean forward to him while pulling his face to meet you halfway, giving him a long peck on his lips. He smiles into the kiss, and when you pull back, his head is still in the same spot you pulled it to. His face has a sweet grin on it as he still leaned forward to you.

He looks a little goofy, but incredibly cute at the same time. You're just happy he's looking more alive now.

You mumble as you move forward again to peck his lips. "You're so pretty..."

Your head stays close to his own as you tilt it to the side to go to his neck. You push his long brown curls back.

You move forwards with intentions to place a kiss on his pulsing skin.

"you're precious." kiss

“my sweet boy.” kiss

You return back to your original position, looking him in his big brown eyes sweetly. You tuck his hair behind his ear.

All the sweet things you’ve been flattering him with makes his ears heat up. All he can focus on now is how good your lips felt on his skin. He tries to snap out of it-

He doesn’t. He can’t.

Your lips are so distracting. He mentally curses because he thinks he’s about to ruin the moment, but he really needs you. He gulps.

“Can you kiss me again?”

You blink at him. Your thighs twitch at his question, completely caught off guard, but slightly turned on by his plead.

“Oh,” you half smile, taken aback by his request. “uh ye-sure.. where?”

He shakes his head side to side and responds with almost a whisper. “Anywhere.”

His hand is now the one to pull your face in. The kiss is rushed, passionate, and you’re now fully aware of what he wants. Your movements are so sloppy and messy, you cant keep up with his fervor. You can feel your teeth clink together for a short second before you finally catch up with the kiss.

You move closer and swing a leg over his hip to straddle him. His wide hands come up to the back of your neck attempting to pull you even closer to his firm, warm, body. Your tongues join together, rolling over each other, causing you both to make a sinful noise into each others mouth.

Your hips sit just above his semi erection, which only causes him to get insanely more needy. Without breaking the kiss, his hands slide down your shoulders, spine, and lower back to grip your hips. He slides them forward over his semi, and rolls them back off.

He literally sighs against your mouth, like he’s been waiting so long for this. You smile on his lips and roll your hips again without his guidance.

And again.

Until finally, you separate your lips from his to move them to his neck. His heart is beating out of his chest at this point. His face is hot and his now fully hard dick is tightly quivering in his jeans and underwear. Your wet lips kiss his neck gently. His head falls to the side in bliss, allowing you to nip at more skin.

“You’re so pretty, Eddie.” you say into his flesh, punctuating with an open mouth kiss.

“My beautiful boy.” this time, punctuating with a small bite.

The wet sounds of your mouth paired with your compliments sends blood pumping all throughout his body, driving him crazy. He needs you to touch him more, somewhere else.

“Sweetheart,” he begs as he pulls one of your hands off of him, “touch me...” he places your palm over his bulge. Your head pulls back off his neck to meet his face with your eyes. You see how his dark ones are genuine, and so incredibly desperate for you, it’s almost concerning.

You smile at him. “Take it out.”

He’s immediately moving after the words leave your mouth. He undoes his pants and slides both his underwear and jeans down to the middle of his thighs, allowing his fully hardened erection to bounce up to his stomach.

Your finger comes down to trace the veins up and down his shaft, just wanting to admire him for a bit. And maybe be a tease.

“Thats not what I meant, babe.” he chuckles.

“Oh yeah?” You joke back and look up at him. You bring your palm up below his chin. “Spit.”

He looks down at your palm and lets saliva fall from his pursed lips, dropping onto your hand. You bring it down to his shaft and pump slowly, only once. You listen for his reaction, hearing him gently exhale a short breath through his nose. You pump once more, squeezing tighter so he feels more pressure when your fist lifts to his sensitive tip.

“Oh shit, do that again.” he’s pleads for you to tightly squeeze his shaft again.

You continue to stroke him at your steady pace, squeezing tight at his tip, only hearing the wet sounds of his spit in your palm, and pre cum from his tip as you rub him. His head falls back and you immediately move your mouth to his neck to suck hickeys. Once your teeth make an appearance on his neck, his hips buck up into your fist.

He groans at your rough mouth and delicate strokes. He continues to attempt to fuck himself into your hand, but since you’re straddling his thighs, its a little hard for him.

“Aw, you need me to go faster baby?” you say directly into his ear, making them flush red. “Needy. Use your words..” you whisper those last words lowly as your warm mouth latches onto his ear, making him gasp.

“Faster... please... go faster.” He groans. You pump him faster.

“That’s a good boy.” and shit, his dick actually twitches in your hand at your praise. He’s a sucker for those words. You suck a few more hickeys onto his neck, hearing only the wet squelching sounds of your fist around his dick, and his moans of pleasure.

“Make more noises for me, sweet boy.” you say against his neck as your head falls to his shoulder, allowing your eyes a perfect view of his dick. He curses, a hand rushing to the back of your head, the other gripping your arm that’s pumping him.

He lets out swears and whimpers your name over and over.

“oh god... yeah- fuck- just like that.” He can’t stop rambling. “Please don’t stop..!” he slurs.

You move your face up to kiss him, swallowing his noises, but his chest vibrates and shakes with trapped groans. His hips buck involuntarily. You’re so turned on by the whole thing.

Your head eventually pulls back to align with his face. Your forehead rests on his own, but he’s having a hard time keeping his eyes open. His jaw is slack, leaving his mouth open as he pants. He tries to tuck his plush lip behind his upper teeth, but fails.

He looks completely erotic.

“Gonna cum?” you question him.

He nods, eyes still shut, barely able to form words.

“Too bad,” you smile. “won’t let you do that.” he pulls his head back, away from yours, and looks up at you with large saddened eyes, about to move his mouth and cry for you until you interrupt his thoughts. “Unless you say you’re a good boy, and then wait for my permission.” His eyes widen at your conditions. His face flushes in slight embarrassment at the idea, even though he’s still very much turned on.

You smile at his bashfullness. “Go on, lover boy.” you peck his pretty pink lips. “unless you want me to stop and leave you to finish your own self off...”

He visibly panics at the image of you leaving.

“fuck, ok ok, I’m...” his head falls back onto the cushions of the couch, eyes squinting shut before opening, looking at the trailer celling, then closing again. You move your face back to his neck to pepper even more kisses, since you know they drive him that crazy.

“...shit- ‘m a good boy.” he practically whines at his embarrassment, but your dominance turns him on so much. Plus, your fist is rubbing him off so perfectly.

“That’s right.” you smile on his neck and lick a long stripe up to his sweet spot under his jaw. He stays still, letting you do whatever to his hickey covered flesh.

His hands shake as they come up to grip your shirt. His head turns so his mouth is close to your ear, letting you hear every gasp, exhale, and plea. His breath speeds up and his mouth cant stay shut.

“nnngh, please please-!”

“Aw. Please what, hun?”

“ah- you gotta let me cum now..” he whimpers through his teeth.

“Depends... are you my good boy, Eddie?” Your fist now comes up to only jerk off his tip, stimulating the most sensitive part of him over and over.

“yes, yes a good boy- ‘m a good boy.” his words slur, he’s so drunk off of just your hand. The words fall from his mouth so naturally, he’s no longer embarrassed about it.

“My pretty boy?”

“fucking christ, yes, ‘m your pretty boy, all yours, ah! fuck!”

And just like that, you felt wet and warm stickiness trickle down your fist. He came without your permission. A part of you was a little upset, but since he’s been having a hard time, you let it slide.

Eddie on the other hand, was too far gone in his post orgasm euphoria, paired with the after effects of your praise and the sinful actions of your hands with your sweet words and kisses. His chest rose and fell rapidly, ringed hands and firm thighs twitching on you. You notice his adams apple bob as he swallows, trying to calm his breathing, then he finally comes back down to earth.

“oh shit.” he says, completely out of breath. He looks down at your cum covered hands on his dick, “sorry, didn’t mean to do that... it just felt so good.”

You kiss his bang covered forehead, letting him know it’s ok.

“Just glad you’re feeling better now, Ed.”

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torusangel · 7 months

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I was never good at goodbye | Gojo Satoru

Description: Everyone celebrated as they watched unlimited hollow purple hit but their celebrations fell on deaf ears. Your gut felt terrible, like your heart just got ripped from your chest; and it did.

Warnings⚠️: Manga spoilers!!, character death, angst, tears, tears, tears

A/N: I’m so in my feels guys. It’s been a month and I’m still in shambles please forgive me 😭 next thing I post I promise it won’t be this depressing. I CANT BELIEVE THIS ANGST IS FR MY FIRST POST

The cheers around you faded into the background as pain ripped through your chest. Burned into your retinas was the sight of him being cut. Your world, your heart, you felt like you were on fire as silence soon replaced the celebration. You didn’t even recognize your own voice when you screamed. It was a horrible sound, like a wounded animal clawing for its taken child. A blood curdling scream that ripped through your entire body, the feeling shredding your throat, metallic taste of blood flooding your tongue.

Then it was quiet again. The gut wrenching pain subsided and was replaced by peace in a serene field. Why were you upset again? What happened? Questions flooded your brain and left as soon as they came. Stress seeped out of you, all it left in its wake was…. Him?

“Toru? How’d you get here?” you questioned suddenly seeing his familiar silhouette. He turned towards you with a sad smile and threw himself into your warm embrace, “what’s wrong?” it was scary seeing him like this. The strongest looking so defeated. The Satoru you knew would never let something get in the way of his overwhelming confidence in himself.

Tears stained your shirt while he desperately clutched you tighter, like if he let go you’d slip from his fingers, dispersing into the wind that would carry you away from him, “I don’t want to leave. This life I’ve built with you, these memories, your scent, I don’t want to forget.” soft words in choked sobs left your lovers lips. Suddenly you felt wet tears flooding your eyes and painting your cheeks, though you couldn’t figure out why you were crying anymore.

“I….. I can’t remember what’s wrong but please don’t cry Toru, I’ll always be here with you. I won’t let you forget.” your hands found themselves tangled in his hair, comfortingly brushing the snow white strands through your fingers. With each pass his breath steadied, and Satoru let himself melt into your loving touch.

“I’m sorry love, I was never good at goodbye. I’m just, so so tired.” he looked up from your chest to cup your face and finally meet your gaze. Delicately, he traced his fingertips across your face trying to commit every little detail to memory.

Slowly, the scenes of his fight started to comeback to you. He pressed his forehead to yours, closing his eyes with a heavy sigh. ‘Ah, this must be it then. He must’ve used everything he had left to make this last moment with me’ you thought. Oddly, it didn’t hurt. Perhaps it was because of this small place he made for you, maybe it was the fact you didn’t want him to feel burdened with the weight of the world anymore, maybe you just wanted his last memory of you to be happy, not just your pained cries for him.

The light breeze and sunshine on your skin was warm, just like him. Everything in this little world you two had created was like him. The earthy scent that filled your nostrils, dandelions that dances in the wind, and the wind that tickled your skin like his touch. Then there was him, you didn’t want to let him go either. You would’ve given anything to stay like this, in each others arms, for the rest of time rather than having to leave. But in your heart of hearts you knew, just like everything, this couldn’t last forever.

You took a deep breath to steady your shaking hands, placing them on either side of his face. He looked so peaceful, just as he always did when he slept by your side, “it’s okay Toru, it’s okay for you to rest now” he smiled, but his eyes stayed closed. White lashes against porcelain skin and his strong embrace engulfing you.

His body felt so heavy, all his strength slipping away in your arms. His lids were too heavy for him to pry open anymore, he knew his time with you was up. With the last breath he had, the last bit of energy he could feel still within him,

He kissed you.

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gettinshiggywithit · 1 year

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hiii!! can u do chuuya x reader who likes painting? fem reader or gn i dont mind! 🫶🏾

!Chuuya With An S/O Who Likes To Paint!

Scenario:- hcs of chuuya with an s/o who loves painting!

Pairing:- chuuya x gn!reader

Genre:- fluff

Type:-headcanons

A/N:-HI ANON AND THANK YOU FOE THE REQUEST!ik its late but I hope you like it!pls feel free to lmk your thoughts on it!

I feel like chuuya definitely appreciates the arts,so if you liked painting he’d totally be supportive!

As a hobby or even if you wanted to do it professionally,he wants you to follow your dream and be happy

I feel like he’d be the perfect reference for like poses and things,if that makes sense????? Like his figure and stature just seem perfect in that way for me!

Wouldn’t mind bein your reference tbh.he loves your art anyway and him bein able to be that much of an integral part in it would probably make him smile internally!

Yall go on lil days out to buy supplies and even he takes a look around the place and falls in just as much love with it as you do(was it because the place elicited so much joy from you that it brightened the entire city???? Maybe~)

If there are lil tools and stuff he wants to know the use of he’ll just ask you straight away.

Eventually you get him to agree to try it!

So that day you pick out an extra canvas or water colour pad and some paints,brushed and the whole shebang for him and you go home with everything gathered in your arms!

I feel like chuuya is definitely a doodler so he starts with that,just doodling on maybe a watercolour pad and painting it in.

Baby steps ofc.

Vent painting sessions!

Like when the both of you cant sleep or are feeling particularly stressed,you’ll go over to your supplies and paint out your feelings!

This is one of the only times he manages to outdo you!

We all know chuuya’s expressive,and he kinda basically wears his heart on his sleeve,in a sense; so naturally, he was great at expressing his emotions.

The colours on his canvas blended perfectly and the aggressive strokes just added to the effect!

He’d effectively depicted his feelings before you, and the result was just as beautiful as he was~

Wine and painting

Like on calmer nights yall just grab ur paints and he pours out glasses of wine for you both(IF YOU ARENT AT THE LEGAL DRINKIN AGE IN YOUR COUNTRY, YOU GET A MOCKTAIL OR NON ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGE)

Its a great way to unwind and let loose tbh,maybe you’ll even have some music playing in the background to suit your mood.

Your shared apartment has paintings EVERYWHERE

Like all over the walls,in the toilet , and honestly anywhere it could be displayed tbh!

You make sure to hang his ones up aswell ,and in places where they’ll be completely visible too!

Okay no but like,imagine him in a loose white shirt and his hair in a messy bun???his sleeves rolled up and paint just all over his arms and some on his clothes and face???? And he doesnt even knoe because he’s so concentrated on what he’s doing????

(GODDAMIT WHY DO I DO THIS TO MYSELF NOW I CANT STOP IMAGINING HIM LIKE THAT!)

Painting and personalising plain clothes and tee shirts for eachother!

Oh and havin your own specific clothes for painting sometimes? Like these clothes have random paint splotches on em and stuff!

OH IMAGINE like chuuya gets late to come home or hes on long mission and since you miss him a little you wear his shirt and start painting (if you’re bigger than him,then you wear it as like an overshirt or tie it around your waist{honestly anything to make it feel like hes there})

And then he walks in the door and you go up to hug and welcome him

He notices its his shirt and smirks before leaning into kiss you saying, “Missed me that much huh?”

Ooh little paint fights would be ADORABLE like you put a dot of paint on his cheek and he then puts one on you and it goes back and worth until you’re both just a laughing mess on the floor.

Honestly chuuya with a reader who paints has now blessed my mind so thank you anon!

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insaneintheemembranev2 · 13 days

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paring; karlach x gn!tav!reader

genre; angst, friends to lovers,

requested; (yes/no)

warnings; no happy ending, major character death, depressed reader, ending of bg3 changed, no capital letters, 2 time skips, not proof read.

summary; in which karlach meets her demise and reader is left alone once again.

authors note; no use of y/n and they/them pronouns for reader. thank you for reading! this is my first time writing angst and actually publishing it so i'm kind of nervous lmao. my requests are currently open, so please send me something to write! <3 you can find two published books of mine on ao3 or wattpad as they aren't yet posted here if you're interested, thank you!

word count; 686

you lay in karlach's bed, the sun shining and boiling above you. the heat was almost too much to bear, although that might be because you have a tiefling with an infernal engine that was hotter than the hells lying with you.

karlach had her arm draped over your waist adding to your discomfort. you tried wiggling away to cool down but she just dragged you right back into her grasp, she was insanely strong.

"stop moving." she groaned while sloppily giving your neck a kiss.

"i'm too hot!" you exclaimed in a whiny voice.

she let out a chuckle "yeah you are." she said in a flirtatious way.

"karlach!"

"fine, fine. go and leave me here all alone." she said with a sigh, letting go and rolling over.

"i'm sure you'll survive." i wriggled out of bed and started getting my armour on, we had a long day ahead. "are you not getting up?"

"5 more minutes."

"fine, but get up soon. we have to travel through the city again today."

she muttered something as i walked away from her tent.

the party made their way back to the camp, feeling defeated and heartbroken having lost one of our dearest companions. tears welled up in everyone's eyes as we walked, our bodies were covered in blood, sweat, various poisons, acid, and monster goop from our recent adventure. the fight had been brutal, leaving me with an aching back and heart, my voice hoarse from constantly casting spells. dirt and mud had crept under my fingernails, clinging to my skin, and I couldn't help but feel exhausted and drained.

when we had returned i didn't bother washing off any of the dirt from my body, i just removed my armour and went to sleep, hoping when i awakened it would all just be a bad dream.

months had gone by and my mental state only declined. the rest of the party had disbanded, moving on with there lives, but how could i? how could i move on after losing the love of my life? how could they go on knowing what she gave up for us?

all karlach ever wanted was to be free, have a normal life and experience the city without fear of zariel snatching her back into the hells. over the past 9 months ive experienced all kinds of emotions.

at first i didn't believe she was gone, i woke up the next morning thinking everything was fine and she wasn't actually dead. my friends looked at me with sympathy and pity. i hated it, couldn't stand the way they were treating me.

after a while, i realised she was gone, so i believed she was hiding in the hells waiting for me to go get her, to save her. zariel must of done something, must of switched karlach out for someone else.

then i felt angry, why would want to leave me alone, why would she sacrifice herself. we would've figured something out, someway she could live, scarified gale or something. we could of fixed her engine and lived together. we could of been together, properly but she chose not to. she chose to leave me.

i tried everything to bring her back, i researched for hours every day for an entire month, i tried every spell, every scroll and every potion i could get my hands on. i tried contacting zariel. i even tried making a deal with jergal to bring her back in exchange for my soul. nothing worked and no one accepted my deals.

i gave up hope after a few more months, she wasn't coming back.

i cant get out of bed, i don't want to. i don't want to eat, drink or move without her. i feel like my throat is closing up, like i can't even breathe without her. its like karlach was my life source.

if only i stayed in bed that morning, maybe it would have turned out differently. maybe she would of been next to me now. i would give anything to be able to feel the heat of her heart once more.

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