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spdrwdw · 4 months

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can u write something abt miguel and the reader being childhood best friends but they grew apart and then met again years later and get together?

Of course! I have been planning on making a series based on my childhood friend headcanons

Art By Shuploc

Pairing: Miguel x F!Reader

Warnings: None, no use of y/n. Warnings will change throughout the series. Each part will have their own warnings

Summary: You and Miguel were childhood bestfriends. You two did everything together, one never without the other. That is, until you both headed off your separate ways. Now, you move back to New York and bump into him. Will your old friendship with him continue? Will you get any closure? Also, who is this Spider-Man you keep running into?

A/N: So I am finally getting around to writing my childhood Miguel fic/series! I don't have a set number of parts this will be. Nor do I have a timeline of when I'm getting each part out as I am also going to be working on requests. But, I will put up a post for when I have a new part coming out a few days prior. This is going to take place in the future when you and Miguel are older. There may be flashbacks and I will be using my headcanons as inspo. POV will change from Miguel and reader. This is the prologue, giving us a little snippet of reader and Miguel when they were teens.

Word Count: 829

☆ Prologue ☆

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"Hey, remember when we used to play pirates over at the jungle gym?" Miguel asked you as you both swung on the swings of your childhood playground.

You smiled and nodded your head, your mind drifting off to the wonderful memories of when you were both kids, playing with the other neighborhood kids.

“Of course I do. I was only the best thing ever!” You laughed as you continued to swing.

“The slides were our ship and the monkey bars were the only way to get to and from land. It was great, honestly,” you reminisced.

The sun was beginning to set, and Miguel couldn’t help but to stare at you for a moment as the sunlight caught your profile. And Miguel was in complete awe. They way the sun seemed to just glisten your skin, giving you such an angelic glow that he suddenly felt unworthy of. It made his stomach turn a bit.

He had been harboring feelings for you for quite some time, and he knew that if he didn’t confess them to you now, he knew he never would.

“Hey..I know this is gonna sound crazy, but, I want to tell you something,” Miguel started, suddenly feeling very nervous.

You looked over at him, a smile on your fine. “Hmm? What is it?”

God, that smile. It made his heart skip a beat every single time. He could stare at it forever. He wanted to.

So badly.

And yet…

“N-nevermind. It’s nothing,” he shook his head.

You raised a brow at him. “You sure, Miggy?”

Damn, that nickname. Only those closest to him were allowed to call him that. However, hearing you saying it tugged at his heart a certain way.

“Y-yeah. I’m sure,” he assured you, looking down at his feet as he continued to swing. The fact that the swing was able to hold him was a miracle. He had a huge growth spurt in high school that he stuck out like a sore thumb. Many thought that he was a basketball player with how tall he was. However, he was too bulky to be playing basketball, so he took on football instead. Not something he was planning on continuing on with. His passion was science.

“It feels so surreal, doesn’t it? In a few months, we’ll be going off to college. You better text me, Miguel,” you told him, a pout in your face as you looked over at him.

“Me oyes?”

“Yeah, I hear ya,” Miguel chuckled, nodding his head. Of course he would keep contact with you.

He then looked back down as he stilled himself on the swing. He really needed to tell you before it was too late. It was already too late. You two were headings off to different universities. You’d only see each other during holidays and summer break. But, it could still work out, right?

Well, he’d have to tell you first.

And he was already chickening out.

You two had been through so much together. Had done so many things together. You were his best friend and he was yours. Since kindergarten, you two were inseparable. You were both each other’s first in..a lot of things. You had your first kiss with him. You were his first crush, and you both lost your virginity to each other. That..that was an experience.

Miguel didn’t want to say goodbye. He didn’t want to let you go. But, such was life, right? Plus, you both promised to keep in touch.

And you both were good about keeping promises.

Or so Miguel thought.

“Come on, Miggy. We should start heading back home. It’s getting late. And we need to be up early for tomorrow,” you told him as you let your feet touch the ground, putting your swing to a stop before getting off.

Miguel followed suit with a nod of his head, swinging himself as high as he could before jumping off, landing on his feet with a thud.

“You’re gonna mess up your knees,” you tsked at him, shaking your head as you began to make your way along the dirt path that led to the neighborhood sidewalk.

“Eh, I’ll be okay,” Miguel chuckled as he waved you off.

You both walked side by side, hands teasingly brushing against each other. Fingers threatening to intertwine. You looked up at him, and he was already glancing down at you. You never spoke about your relationship. What were you two, exactly? It wasn’t just friendship anymore. But, neither of you managed to bring it up. You wondered what his thoughts were.

Miguel walked you up the steps to your house, standing in front of you, hands stuffed in his pockets as he shuffled a bit.

“I’ll see you tomorrow,” he told you.

“See you tomorrow, Miguel,” you replied with a smile just before Miguel leaned into you, capturingyour lips in a kiss.

Possibly what would be the last kiss you’d ever receive from him.

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cozage · 1 year

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Hi! Could you write something with Sanji, Zoro, Law (maybe Izo) with a S/O that likes to do graffiti? Like, they have a small ring notebook (idk if it's this, but it's the one that opens and close and u can put more pages) where they keep their small arts, incluiding their name? Pretty pleasee

A/N: I hope I did you justice!! I kept Izo off because I haven’t met him yet (Still in Wano!) but when I get to him I might revisit this and add it!

Characters: gn reader x Sanji, Zoro, Law

Cw: just cute fluff :)

Total word count: 600

Graffiti on His Heart

Sanji

He finds your notebook by accident. He was cleaning up your room to surprise you, and found your binder in a pile of scattered files

You found him a few hours later, mesmerized by your drawings. You rush over to him, trying to cover it, but you see him staring at some decorated block letters “Sanji + Y/N” with a heart around it.

There’s other things around it, quotes you’d heard from the crew and things that happened around the ship that you doodled to make cute page accents, and you can see Sanji’s eyes looking at every single thing you drew, his fingers sliding down the page as he looks.

“You weren’t supposed to find that,” you say, your hands gripping around your notebook.

“What?” his eyes are still on your pages even as you take them away. He looks up at you, and it’s like he just realized you were there.

“Oh, Y/N!” He blushes hard when he realizes he's been caught snooping. “You never mentioned being an artist! This work is magnificent!”

“I dabble sometimes,” you say, closing it quickly. “Nothing fancy.”

“Nothing fancy?!!?” he scoffs. “You could design our logos! You could decorate this whole ship and give it some real character! You should talk to Franky!”

“Oh, thanks Sanji.” His compliment makes you blush. “But I don’t really like to show my work to others or show it off. I just use it as a creative outlet sometimes.”

“Oh!” He looks back at the notebook at smiles. “Well if you ever want someone to show it to, I would love to see the rest of them.”

You sheepishly give the notebook back to him, and the two of you flip through the rest of it together.

Zoro

Zoro walks up to you while you’re sitting on the deck. “Is this yours?” he asks, holding your sketch binder. “I found it in our room. Never seen it before.”

He opens it and flips through it, and you jump up to grab it. “It’s some really good stuff,” he mumbles, and you snatch it out of his hands and snap it closed.

“Thanks!” you say, holding it close to your chest.

“Hey wait, I was still looking!” He reaches out for it but you pull away.

“It’s mine!” you say, taking a few steps back from him so he can’t leap forward and grab it.

He huffs and rolls his eyes, turning away from you to go back to whatever he was doing.

“It looked really good,” he called back to you. “I liked the themed pages you made for each crew members. Especially ours.” He winked at you and walked away without another word.

You’ll occasionally find your binder moved from where you last placed it, or find little extra things (like subtle lines or shading) added to doodles as proof that Zoro was occasionally checking it out, but he doesn’t comment on it or tell anyone else about it. He just waits for you to bring it up and show you again before he outwardly comments on how much he likes your work.

Law

“Law,” you call out, walking into his office. “Have you seen my green binder anywhere?”

“Over here,” he yells from the back room. You walk into his lab to find it sitting on top of his books. He’s measuring out some kind of liquid, focused on getting it perfect. “I really liked what you did with our jolly roger on page three. I was thinking we could adopt it for some of the gear we have.”

“You looked through it?” you gasp, your eyes flicking over to your sketchbook.

His gaze moves away from the beaker in front of him and over to you for a moment. “Was I not supposed to? It was on my desk.”

You cursed silently. You had been doodling last night while he was reshelving some books, you must’ve left it behind when you all went to bed.

He stood up, abandoning his project to put his full attention on you now. “I didn’t know you liked to do graffiti and sketches. We could definitely spruce up the outside of the ship soon and use some of your designs, you know? Or have a crew wall in the common area. The names you did on page ten really captured the essence of each crew member, it’d be cool to have that displayed somewhere.”

You feel anxious at the thought, and Law can feel it. “You don’t have to,” he rushes to say. “It’s just a thought.”

“Can I think about it?” you ask, and he nods in agreement.

“You should show them though. The others. You’re talented, and I’m sure they’d like to see it.”

He goes back to his work, and he doesn’t bring it up again, but he clears off a wall in the common room and sets out some spray paint if you ever feel up for it. And he always keeps his eye out for a chance to steal a glimpse of new work you’ve done in your green binder.

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charmercharm3r · 7 months

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Just devoured all your Phases content and it left me in awe, like💀💀i never considered poly! ships but the way you depicted the relationship with jisung and minho was so enticing and gorgeous (also seeing minho as the sub for once blew my mind, in the best way)

And now my mind is full of possibilities. like, now we found out jisung has a sub side not even he knew about, imagine him getting low-key envious of reader fucking minho with the strap and imagining himself in that place. jisung trying to subtitly tell reader he wants to be fucked too but can't be direct about it because he has a pride.

how would it proceed??

i love your blog so much, pls don't stop💖

i’m mad i didn’t think of this idea myself, anon u are a genius

Masterlist

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“No, no, please don’t stop. I’ll be good, I promise!” Minho begged while clawing at your forearm to bring your body back down against his, wanting nothing more than to be pinned between you and the mattress.

He always makes it so hard to say no, sitting up to kiss your chest and neck as further pleas. You caved in and laughed, following the feeling of his lips as you laid him back down and hiked his knees up. “You have to stay like this, pretty kitty.” Minho nodded against you and held himself up by the backs of his knees.

While you shifted and made yourself more comfortable, the dildo inside him moved, nudging the spot that made him want to curl up and stiffen with pleasure. In the background was the slick sounds of Jisung off to the side, only watching. You didn’t need to see him to know his hand was wrapped around his cock and slowly jerking into the tight ring.

Minho’s breath didn’t slow, he continued to pant beneath you as your hips gently pulled back, pushing into him with almost no force and simply feeling him out. He tended to get ahead of himself, biting off more than he could chew when with you, especially. Jisung was skilled when it came to taking control of Minho’s needs in bed, he knew this side of the older like the back of his hand. Whereas you, although new to dominating with even just having the slightest bit of domineering edge over the brunette, was just the teensiest bit at a loss of what to do in this situation.

You figured it out quickly though, holding both his cheeks the way Jisung would do you to and focusing all of his attention on your face. He couldn’t look anywhere else as you wouldn’t let him, chest slowing to a steady breath and he was ready for more, once again.

It was maybe a few five minutes where you didn’t peak over your shoulder to acknowledge your blonde boyfriend, nor did you notice the quieting of the wet sounds on his side of the room. Rolling against Minho was taking up most of your mental capacity, he was so pretty to look at. You understood why Jisung loved taking him in this exact same way, the brunette was the finest picture of modern art.

Red, leaking cock sitting prettily against his lower belly, cheeks and chest flushed pink while glazed over with sweat, Minho squirmed and ached for your lips to seal him into the sub space he desperately wanted to fall into. He was more than halfway there, just needing the extra coddling push.

“Aren’t you just so handsome? Pretty kitty, you’re glowing. How does my cock feel? D’you like it? I think you look so cute stuffed full of me.” Minho nodded and whined at your words, puckering his lips for the kiss he’s been wanting so badly.

And when you leaned in and planted one firmly, lovingly onto his lips, a second whimper almost trickled out of reach of your ears. You could’ve missed one of the most glorious things you’d ever seen if you didn’t turn your head, thanking the heavens you did.

What a sight to behold, Jisung with his feet planted on the armrests of the corner chair, one hand cupping his balls as the older circled the rim of his hole. His bottom lip was caught between his teeth in effort to keep quiet, though failure not entirely something he intended on avoiding.

Jisung stared straight at you, straight at Minho— too in his own head to notice what was happening— and straight at where your bright purple strap was penetrating your boyfriend’s used asshole. You involuntarily lurched forward and pushed the dildo deeper into Minho while maintaining eye contact with the younger. In your peripheral you could see his finger dip into his own hole in time with your hip movement.

A whole new world of pleasure for you, Jisung, and Minho to explore.

Just after you finish with the first babbling baby beneath you in dire need of your attention.

When Minho gets in these needy kind of moods, it isn’t long before he’s winded himself so tight that any little thing gets him to blow his load faster than either of you could catch up to— but he always makes up for it with his short refraction periods and stamina. Minho laid at the foot of the bed to recollect himself, in the mean time, a certain blonde was awaiting his turn.

You strode tall in front of Jisung, strap hanging proudly on your hips, even more daunting because you were entirely too comfortable wearing it that it may as well been very, very real. Hell, the phantom limb syndrome told you that it was real.

“Do you want something, baby?”

His finger stalled in his hole, massaging his balls harder as if it was a comforting tactic when faced with a difficult decision.

“All you have to do is ask.” You put your hands on either side of the back of the chair, sensually kissing his cheek and back until you reached his ear to whisper, “I’ll give you whatever you want. There’s just one little word I wanna hear, first.”

“‘M not gonna beg.” He replied with no bite in his tone.

“You don’t have to. However, only good boys get to be fucked. Are you a good boy?”

Jisung bit his lip again as you pulled back to look him in the eye. A quick glance over your shoulder to look at Minho, as if the younger didn’t know what to do now that the roles were reversed. Unbeknownst to you, Minho nodded in signal to the blonde that, yes, he’s the best boy.

Whether he realized it or not, Jisung nodded, as well.

“That’s what I thought.”

Stealing his hands from himself, you carefully walked Jisung to the bed besides Minho, who only watched in entertainment. This was something new for all of you, neither of you could fault him for being interested. Plus, he was extra moral support.

As Jisung’s back hit the mattress, you crawled over his body and slotted yourself between his willfully spreading legs. “You always take such good care of us, baby,” you say as you brush his hair from his forehead, placing sweet kisses to his cheeks. “Won’t you let me return the favor?”

“Mhm,” he mumbled in search of another kiss and n latching onto the skin of your neck out of desperation to suck on something.

“That’s not what I want to hear, baby. You know.” The drag of your nail down his thigh to hook behind his knee and rest it on your hip, Jisung may have been too distracted.

“Puppy, c’mon,” he detached from your neck to plead with his big, round eyes.

You tipped his head back with a finger below his chin, “it’s just one little word. Be my good boy, won’t you?”

Jisung audibly swallowed the lump in his throat, torn between the ego he’s been holding on to and the earth shattering, mind numbing euphoria he knows you’re fully capable of giving to him if Minho covered in his own cum was anything to go by. Jisung looked over at his boyfriend, to which the older smiled at him with encouragement. You could see the pingpong ball bouncing back and forth in his head, he wants it so badly, wants to know why your boyfriend would go to unbelievable lengths to be stuffed full of your and his cock.

Teetering back and forth for a decision, Minho leaned over and pecked the younger’s cheek, “if you like it enough, who knows, maybe I’ll get to fuck you next.”

Jisung’s eyes widened, then turned to you with full confidence, “please.”

A proud smile washed across your face and reached down to cup both Minho and Jisung’s cheeks with one hand on each, “my sweet boys.” They nuzzled into your palms until you had to pull back.

“You had your turn,” you said to Minho, who happily reclined with his hands behind his head and let the younger take the spotlight.

Jisung was eager now, quick to wrap his other leg over your hip and tug you in to let the scratchy fabric of the strap rub against the underside of his thighs. “Easy. You’ve got all of me.” You assured him with a tender kiss, his arms snaking around your neck to pull you in closer. While your fingers traversed further down busy chest, beneath his belly and past his aching dick, Minho silently handed you the lube to coat your first two digits.

“Don’t worry, baby. You’ll be screaming that one little word before I’ve even put my cock in you.”

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xmissrogersx · 7 days

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Brown Curls | Din Djarin

tags: a lot of Fluff. Grogu’s being adorable like always. Domesticy and family.

my writing is entirely my own. Any adaptation and/or copy is forbidden.

i hope you are enjoying my stories! U help me a lot if you give me a ♡! All the love.

-Hi baby, are you hungry? -I leaned down to take the kid in my arms, to which he responded by raising his little hands to my face, making me laugh.

-Well, let's see what we can have for breakfast.

I began to improvise a breakfast with the few things that were in the ship's kitchen. I was to tell Din that we had to make a stop in Nevarro to buy more provisions.

-And by the way, where is your father? -I asked my little boy, who only had his attention on the blue cookies he was devouring with fervor.

I went down to the Crest in search of the brown-haired man, to find him in the bathroom in front of the mirror with a pair of scissors in hand.

-Din, what are you doing? -I frowned.

-Hi mesh'la —he turned around, to which I had to cover my mouth from my gasp of surprise.

My poor Mandalorian had made a bit of a mess of his beautiful hair, leaving it very short in the front and uneven on the sides.

-I know, I thought I could do it myself. I always trimmed it myself, but I guess I couldn't handle the amount I was going to have to cut…

I crossed my arms and bowed my head, then approached him.

-Let me help you. I know you always did it yourself, but you don't have to do it anymore, you can ask me.

Din smiled, I took the scissors and started to cut the strands of his hair. I snorted under my breath, faking a moan as I removed the long curls I loved so much.

-Mesh'la, it will grow back —he comforted me, as he tightened his arms around my waist, giving me a little bit of a kiss.

-I know... It’s just… I love your hair, Din. Your curls are beautiful. But I know you must get hot looking like that when you put on the that bucket —I finished my lament, eliciting a chuckle from him and earning a pinch on my thigh.

I continued doing the job for 15 minutes. When I finished I took a step back admiring my work of art.

-Ready, ¿what do you think?

He stared at himself in front of the mirror amazed at the result. I bit my lower lip nervous that he wouldn't like it. However, all fear vanished when I saw him smile slightly.

-What do you think? —he asked, sitting me on his lap, to which I frowned in amusement.

-I don't know, I'll have to get used to seeing you with this new look —he pulled me closer to him, our foreheads pressed together.

-How about now? —Our closeness let me contemplate his brown eyes that drove me so crazy since the day he had revealed himself to me.

-Din Djarin, you look stunning, whatever cut you have. You are beautiful. But please, ¿could you grow it a little longer when you're my riduur?

He laughed at my desperate request. In 4 weeks we would go to Sorgan to get married in that beautiful place where a year ago he broke his Creed for me.

I already loved him before I saw his face, but I must say he exceeded all my imagined expectations of what he looked like.

-It's okay, Mesh'la, I promise.

I took his face in my hands and brought our breaths together, melting into one. By the creator, I was addicted to his lips.

I sat hanging from him, to which Din descended his hands, caressing my thighs.

I began to trace a path of small kisses from his jaw down his neck.

-Mesh...Priya...if you keep doing that I'm not going to be able to contain myself, and well you know a certain womp rat is up in the cabin awake.

-You're right...¿how long until we get to Nevarro? -I asked him, resting my hands on his chest.

-About 10 hours —he answered confused by my question.

-Make it 7, and I'll use the handcuffs you use in the bounties —I whispered in his ear, causing him to shiver slightly under me.

-I'll make it 4 —he said seriously, to which I kissed his cheek.

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thrawns-babygirl · 10 months

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Stake Out (Thrawn x GN!Reader 18+)

YALL! This idea was floating around my head for so long because there is a severe lack of Ascendancy Era!Thrawn x reader content but while I was writing this fic I seem to have forgotten how to write? IDK I think this is self indulgent as fuck lmao hope u enjoy this garbage <3

Synopsis: Mid Captain Thrawn has been making eyes at the human pathfinder that navigates the Parala from time to time, totally sick of them on her bridge, Senior Captain Ziara sends them off on a mission to work out their tension.

Rating: E (18+) Warnings: Unprotected sex, creampie, alien dicks, virgin!Thrawn Word Count: 2800+

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You had no idea what you were doing out here. Then again, a pathfinder isn’t really supposed to ask about the specifics of their commissions. You go where the clients tell you, don’t speak unless spoken to, collect your pay and head back to the station. That’s it.

That doesn’t stop you from being the tiniest bit curious about why you were ordered to accompany a single officer out into, what appears to be, the middle of nowhere.

You’ve worked with the Chiss before, more times than most of your compatriots, given that you tend to actually enjoy working with a species that most other pathfinders consider to be stuck up and unbearable. You enjoy how efficiently they seem to work; you enjoy listening to them speaking Cheunh around you, the language seemingly incredibly complex but it has an almost melodic quality that enraptures you every time you hear it.

And on some level, you will admit to yourself, you find them dangerously attractive.

You’re lost in thought as you stare out the viewport, thinking about the number of times senior captain Ziara has requested specifically you for whatever voyage the Parala needs to take, she’s always been nice to you, accommodating even. A far cry from how your other pathfinders often describe the Chiss.

You’re shaken from your musings as you hear Cheunh spoken behind you, the pleasant-sounding language bringing a smile to your face as you turn to look at the other occupant of the small shuttle.

Mid captain Thrawn is sitting against the hull, questis in hand as he makes what you assume to be a routine check in to his ship and his commander. You hear who you think is senior captain Ziara on the other end before he finishes what he’s saying and looks over to you, fixing you with that enchanting glowing red gaze. You feel your cheeks warm as you turn back around in your seat and return to staring out into space, quite literally.

“I apologise if you are bored” accented Minnisiat forces your gaze over towards the mid captain again as he rests on the floor of the ship, back against the hull, looking relaxed. You give him a warm smile and reply “Oh no, don’t worry about me, it’s not the first time I’ve been in one place for a while”.

His lips quirk in a small smile as he looks back down at his questis, seemingly done with the conversation. Inwardly, you groan in frustration. You’d been admiring the mid captain from afar for a while now, every time the Chiss request a pathfinder from your station you jump at the opportunity. Hoping that you would be able to work with him again, hoping to see his sharp cheekbones and hear his gorgeous voice and watch his lips as they wrap themselves around those Cheunh words you so desperately want to understand. And now you’re here with him, totally alone for the foreseeable future and you have no idea how to interact with him.

You look behind you again, craning your neck around the large, tall backed navigators chair to look at him again. He looks so invested in whatever he’s doing on his questis it almost feels rude to interrupt him.

“What are you looking at?” you ask before you can talk yourself out of it and he turns to face you. He doesn’t seem annoyed or offended you interrupted him so that’s a good start.

“Vagaari art” He replies simply, his focus returning to his questis “You are welcome to join me if you are bored”.

Trying not to seem too eager, you get to your feet and walk towards where Thrawn is sitting. As you approach you notice he’s spread out what appears to be a bedroll and some blankets beneath him to cushion the hard metal of the hull. Taking a seat next to him on the bedroll you lean towards him to gaze at his questis.

He seems to stiffen slightly as your shoulders touch and in the dim light of the shuttle you aren’t sure if you see a dusting of purple over his high cheekbones or if you’re just imagining things. Shifting slightly closer so that your sides are pressed together you begin asking him about each piece of art he flicks through.

He’s actually incredibly open to talking to you about it, more open than you thought he would be. He enthusiastically explains each piece he shows you, you don’t fully understand everything, but his eagerness is contagious and you find yourself smiling and becoming wrapped up in each painting and tapestry he has saved to his device.

You lean further into him, the warmth of his body radiating even through the course material of his CEDF uniform. Your hand brushes his thigh and you hear his voice catch as he explains the nuance of the composition of a specific piece. You think he’s going to ask you to move away, give him back his personal space, so it surprises you when he moves closer to you, his body pressing slightly tighter against yours.

Now it’s your turn for your breath to hitch. Testing the waters, you decide to be a bit bold and place your hand on his thigh. The usually entirely composed Chiss stumbles over his words for a moment before clearing his throat and continuing with what he was saying, his hand coming to rest on your thigh as he speaks.

He seems to be following your lead, what you do, he mimics. Testing this theory, you begin rubbing small circles on his thigh with your thumb and sure enough Thrawn begins to do the same.

Interesting… very interesting…

You rest your head on his shoulder, and he leans to rest his head on top of yours, you squeeze his thigh softly and he does the same, you move your hand slightly towards the inside of his thigh and he follows your lead, doing the same to you.

You’ve been so invested in your little experiment you didn’t even notice that Thrawn’s stopped talking about the art, he’s breathing heavily next to you as you move your hand slightly higher on his thigh, towards where you hope his cock is, unless Chiss have a vastly different anatomy than what the rest of them alludes to.

Your hand moves beneath the bottom of his uniform tunic, and you feel him, already as hard and throbbing. He chokes out what you assume to be a curse as you begin stroking him over his pants.

Looking up towards his face you notice his eyes half lidded and a very definite purple hue to his cheeks and the tips of his ears as he breathes heavily. He drags his gaze over to you and you have the overwhelming urge to kiss his slightly parted lips. Do Chiss even kiss? Is something as simple as a kiss taboo in their culture? You curse silently for not knowing his customs, but then again how could you?

Thrawn must see your eyes flicking down towards his lips because he cautiously leans forward towards you, and with a hesitance you feel is vastly uncharacteristic of the stoic Chiss, gently places his lips over yours. The kiss is clumsy, unfocused, unsure, but ever the mastermind, he quickly catches on, becoming more confident as his lips move against yours with more passion, more hunger.

You continue stroking him over his pants, and you hear the clatter of his questis being placed down somewhere off to the side as he moves a hand to the apex of your thighs, rubbing his long fingers over the fabric.

Breaking the kiss, you stare into each other’s eyes for a moment before Thrawn brings his other hand over to rest on your hip. His touch is tentative, unsure, but surely you can’t be the first person the mid captain has been with… right?

It’s like he can read your mind because the moment the thought occurs to you, he clears his throat. “I apologise I have never… with someone…” he sounds almost embarrassed over that fact, and you try to give him what you hope is a reassuring smile “That’s fine, I can… teach you if you like?” you bite your lip as he pauses for moment before nodding.

“Yes please… I would appreciate it if you… took the lead in this encounter” you don’t know if its his lack of familiarity with Minnisiat causing him to speak so formally or if this is just how Thrawn speaks, but either way you nod before leaning in to kiss him again.

You manoeuvre yourself so that you are sitting in his lap, his hard length pressing up against your core as you deepen the kiss. His hands on your hips begin to feel more sure and more confident as you run your fingers through his silky blue-black hair and begin to slowly grind down against him. He groans into your mouth as you move your hips harder and faster and you feel white hot arousal pool in your belly at the sound.

You reluctantly remove your hands from his hair to begin fumbling with the fastenings of his uniform tunic, breaking the kiss as you fumble with it. He chuckles and replaces your hands with his as he helps you open his tunic revealing a form fitting undershirt that hugs his chest highlighting the definition of his muscles.

He quickly shucks off his jacket as you untuck his undershirt pulling it over his head, uncovering his sculpted chest and you swear your mouth waters at the sight. He’s always cut an imposing figure in his uniform, but seeing the broadness of his chest unobscured, is a sight that you swear you will remember for the rest of your days.

Returning to kissing you, Thrawn’s hands move to the hem of your shirt, only breaking the kiss to pull it over your head. “Bat…” he breathes as he looks at your body, his voice husky as he runs his hands up and down your sides. You begin kissing along his jaw down to his neck, further down until you reach one of his nipples, sucking it into your mouth causing him to let out a curse in Cheunh as his head lolls back against the hull of the shuttle.

“S-sensitive… Very sensitive” he grunts out and you smile as your mouth continues teasing his nipples, moving from one to the other as he moans and begins bucking his hips up, grinding against you. His hands move to your chest, his fingers pinching and playing with you as you continue teasing him, angling yourself so that you can begin to unfasten his pants when he reaches a hand down to stop you.

“I do not know… what my stamina will be like I am already very-” he pauses as if Minnisiat is eluding him “worked up” his voice is strained, and his eyes are hooded as you look up at him.

“Don’t worry… let me make you feel good” you whisper to him before kissing along his neck again. He removes his hand and allows you to unfasten his pants, bringing them and his briefs down his thighs far enough for you to retrieve his large swollen length. He follows suit, his hands moving to quickly remove your pants as you awkwardly shift so that you can fully remove them.

You take a moment to admire him, he looks similar to a human cock, you think to yourself, besides the colour some ridges that look like they will feel absolutely divine when he’s finally buried inside of you. He fidgets slightly under your scrutiny “am I… to your liking?” uncertainty lacing his tone as you wrap your hand around him.

“Yes… yes very much so. You are… perfect” you reply breathlessly, his cock twitching as you speak, the tip leaking more slick fluid. You use your free hand to grab one of his, bringing his fingers towards your lips, sucking on them, coating them in your saliva before moving them between your legs.

He looks at you curiously as he begins prodding your entrance with his long fingers. “You are very… large… you will need to prepare your partners for your size” his expression turns to one of understanding at your explanation as he slowly works a finger into you causing you to gasp as he moves it in and out of you. As he adds a second finger you rest your head on his shoulder, moaning into his neck when he begins scissoring you open.

He continues fucking you open with his hand, his fingers occasionally brushing your sweet spot making you whine into his neck. He mutters something in his native language as you continue stroking him in time with his fingers moving inside of you, for a man with no experience he is a very quick study, his fingers hitting that spot with more consistency as he drags you agonizingly close to your peak.

Not wanting to finish without him buried inside you, you place a hand over his wrist to stop him. “I’m ready” your voice is breathy and strained and you know you look just as debauched as he does. You reposition yourself so that his tip nudges your entrance, and he gulps in anticipation as you begin to slowly lower yourself down onto him, each ridge sending pleasure shooting through your body.

He moans unabashedly as he enters you, screwing his eyes shut as he mutters to himself in Cheunh. Chest rising and falling with ragged breaths, hissing through clenched teeth as he fully sheaths himself inside you. You begin to move before he places his hands firmly onto your hips.

“N-no… if you move I will…” he takes a deep breath “a moment to control myself please…” his accent coming through stronger as he struggles with the sensations combined with speaking in a language both of you will understand. Not trusting your own voice, you nod as you pause your movements, content to just feel him throb and twitch inside you.

After a while he gives you a small nod to proceed. You move slowly, not wanting to overwhelm him as you begin to ride him, resting your head in the crook of his neck, your hands once again tangled in his soft hair. As your movements speed up, he becomes more vocal, his fingers digging into your hips hard enough to bruise as you bounce up and down on his cock, his hips thrusting upwards to meet yours. You feel each delicious ridge of his cock as the both of you move together, the coil in your belly tightening, your moans mingling in the confined space of the shuttle.

His moans become more uneven, pitching higher and you know he’s close. You bring one of his hands between the two of you, getting the hint he begins moving his hand quickly and its exactly what you need for the coil to break as your climax engulfs you.

The tightening and clenching of your muscles cause Thrawn to let out a loud broken moan of your name as he thrusts his hips up into you once more, burying himself as deep as he can, filling you to the brim with his cum as he pants and moans, his cock twitching as he releases.

You remain in his lap, both of you slick with sweat and other various fluids as you come down from your respective highs, catching your breath. You rest your head against his chest, feeling the rumbling of his voice as he speaks “this has been a very enlightening experience… thank you” he gives you a small half smile as he looks down at you and you smile up at him in return.

“I’m glad you enjoyed the lesson” you chuckle before you remove yourself from him, his seed flowing freely down your thighs “but we should clean up before we have to get back no?” you say as you head towards the refresher on shaky legs.

~~~~~

“We did not locate the alleged pirate base senior captain” Thrawn says as he stands before Senior Captain Ziara in her office on the Parala hands clasped behind his back. She gives him a small smile and looks down at his report “That’s not a problem mid captain, I’m sure you and the pathfinder managed to find ways to keep yourselves entertained” Ziara’s smile widens as she watches Thrawn blush and shift on his feet.

“I’m not blind Thrawn, I see how the two of you look at each other” she stands up from her desk “I’m glad, I was sick to death of the two of you making eyes at each other on my bridge” Ziara chuckles as she walks past her blushing mid captain “come on, lets go to the mess, I’m sure you’re hungry after your… mission”

@ilovestarwarsmen725@ele-millennial-weirdo@al-astakbar@69fandom-fanatic69@blackmonitor@khapikat222@novemberblueskyink

#thrawn smut #thrawn x reader #admiral thrawn x reader #grand admiral thrawn x reader #thrawnposting #grand admiral thrawn smut #mitth'raw'nuruodo #mitth'raw'nuruodo smut #admiral thrawn smut #thrawn #grand admiral thrawn #admiral thrawn

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foragerm · 18 days

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TWST RARE PAIR WEEK: Day 2 - Reality TV AU

Ship: Kalim Al-Asim x Silver (カーリシル)

Art + Drabble

BREAKING NEWS: Kalim Al- Asim Kisses Co-Star Silver In Last Episode of "LOVE: TWISTED"

05/04/XXXX

Written By: Forager_M

LOVE:TWISTED, directed by Dire Crowley, aired March 18, 2020, is a hit reality romance drama wherein well-known figures are put against each other. The prize? The love of the show's protagonist, Yuu.

However, it seems a different romance has been brewing behind the scenes, revealing itself in the last episode of LOVE:TWISTED Season 3.

Kalim Al-Asim, known for his love of music, dancing, parties, and his fun, happy personality that brings joy to fans all over the globe, suddenly kissed fellow competitor and co-star Silver on screen during the episode's ending segment.

The kiss shocked the cast members, audience and Silver himself. Silver, who is known for his love of nature, his beautiful voice, and his awkward, serious but charming personality is notorious for his blank expressions.

Screenshots of Silver's reaction spread on social networks such as MagiCam, MyLog, and TweetTweet with hashtags: #KaliSil, #SilverLV:TWSTD, #KalimLV:TWSTD trending in Scarabia and Briar Valley for three days after. Fans have taken to making edits, memes, and art of the now iconic kiss scene.

Following the incident, there has been scrutiny of KaliSil moments in past episodes.

TweetTweet user 'YuuOwnMyHeart' posted:

#KaliSil

Episode 5 - Kalim answered Silver when asked who's the most beautiful person he knows. They're so obvious???

TweetTweet user 'Single_Twisted' posted:

#KaliSil

GUUYS THAT PART IN EP 2 WHEN SILVER AND KALIM WALK AWAY TOGETHER??? HELLO??? AND THEM LITERALLY NAPPING TOGETHER IN EP 10??? I'VE BEEN A KALISIL TRUTHER SINCE DAY 1 I KNEW IT.

Other notable moments:

Season 1, Ep 5 - Kalim putting extra food on Silver's plate during lunch.

Season 1, Ep 6 - Silver calls Kalim 'cute' in a segment where he's asked to describe other cast members.

Season 1, Ep 13 - Kalim hears Silver singing and stares at him for 5 minutes before joining in. Song: Once Upon A Dream (Orginal Artist: Aurora)

Season 2, Ep 1 - Silver gives Kalim a surprise gift for the start of the season.

Season 2, Ep 3 - Silver interrupts Kalim when Kalim and Yuu are playing with the water guns in the pool area.

Season 2, Ep 7 - Kalim asks for Silver to sing the song: A Whole New World (Original Artists: Jasmine and Aladdin) with him during the karaoke segment.

Season 2, Ep 10 - Silver bakes a special batch of thumb print strawberry jam cookies for Kalim only.

... And many more moments! Please comment your favorites below!

The cast have released their own statements or posts regarding the KaliSil kiss during interviews and on social media.

When interviewed in 'Chitchat With YUU', Yuu laughed with a knowing look.

"Silver cares deeply for Kalim... And I know Kalim treasures Silver."

Other cast members have posted on MyLog:

Idia

GGS nice rizz Kalim

Re: Riddle

... What???

Leona

Jesus fucking christ right in front of the cameras. I'll hand it to them, that takes guts.

#KaliSil

Cater

CONGRATS KALIM AND SILVER!!!! YOURE BOTH TOTES CUTE TOGETHER <3 #KaliSil

Deuce

Silver and Al-Asim-senpai kissing was really out of nowhere. I didnt expect that! But I think it was really cool!!! Good luck guys, wish u all the best #KaliSil

Malleus

Silver and I have been friends since childhood. I am so delighted and pleased to see him find joy. May love prosper and may your time together be plentiful. #KaliSil

Re: Leona

Wow it mustve been hard for you to figure out how to post. Lots of surprising things have been happening lately.

Epel

No way, you're telling me Kalim Al-Asim and Silver got someone before me thats kinda crazy bro. #KaliSil

Sebek

IT IS UNACCEPTABLE CONDUCT TO KISS IN FRONT OF THE CAMERAS IN SUCH A MANNER. SILVER APOLOGISE IMMEDIATELY.

... congratulations to your union. #KaliSil

Lilia

I'm not ready to walk my son down the aisle yet T T they grow up so fast... #KaliSil

Jamil

Congratulations on growing up and doing something yourself for once. #KaliSil

Re: Epel

Yo who hurt you.

News to come on the couples status on LOVE:TWISTED. Follow for more!

#twst #twisted wonderland #twst kalim #twst silver #silver x kalim #rare pair #twst rare pair week #kalisil #silkali

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snz-eriya · 3 months

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A Strange Feeling (D/an H/eng snzfic, H/S/R, ft. C/aelus)

me: man I think I have writer's block again

also me: *writes nearly 2k words of horn*

anyway this is a valentine's post for @mochindayo !!!!!!! ur art is so good I wanna eat it and u deserve to have the best day ever every day!!! I hope you enjoy this fic I give as tribute to your amazingness :')

Caelus pressed on the button to open his door, wearily. It wasn’t like time was very clear if one were to look out the window, given that they were in space. Time itself was a little vague on the Astral Express. Nevertheless, he had been attempting to sleep for what felt like five years. Though to his exaggeratory mind, it was probably more like a few hours. But for some reason, his mind was running wild. No thought was consistent, only one random idea after another that captivated his attention and kept rest just out of arm’s reach. Eventually he got tired of trying, and decided to walk around the ship in hopes to tire out his body.

Or his mind, hopefully. Though it never really did seem to quiet down.

He walked past March’s room, and then Dan Heng’s. Just before he was about to turn the corner, he paused. He stepped backwards until he was in front of Dan Heng’s room again. Then back a few more steps to March’s. Then back to Dan Heng’s.

He likely would have seemed to be a lunatic in someone else’s eyes. But there was a strange feeling that he got when he walked past specifically Dan Heng’s room. An indescribable feeling. An emotion? Something that made him uneasy. Whatever it was, it made him pause. He reached a hand out, to test if the door was unlocked. It probably would be. Dan Heng’s ‘room’ was the archive, after all. And as private as he was, he didn’t really mind if someone came in without permission as long as it was for a good reason. Was feeling weird a good reason? Probably not, but who knows? Maybe Dan Heng was dying, or attacked, or something. Probably not. Unless Dan Heng refused to be loud even when dying.

Opening up the door, Caelus was relieved to see that Dan Heng was not dying. Though he expected the other to at least be asleep or something at this time(?) of night(?). But no, his fellow Nameless was up and about, at the archives, sorting through various documents and books they had collected over their journeys. Which, that was good, it wasn’t like Caelus could be bothered to remember every detail of all those wordy papers (he could barely stand to read a few sentences without getting bored) but when everyone else had already gone to bed? He could have done it earlier and avoided spending time with everyone.

Caelus had a feeling just standing there and not saying anything for an extended period of time would not give him any avoidance for creepiness, so he decided to speak up.

“Dan Heng?”

The other jumped, as if surprised by his presence. Kind of strange. The doors weren’t exactly quiet. Not a big deal though. Maybe he was just focused.

“Caelus…” Dan Heng muttered, relaxing. Maybe he was expecting an enemy too. Or for Caelus to be dying instead. In any case, he turned back to his work. “Is there something you need?”

Caelus stood for a moment. Not really. For the weird feeling to go away? But how was he supposed to describe that? “Uh… no,” he eventually replied. Dan Heng looked back at him, an eyebrow raised at his answer.

Silence stretched between them once again.

Caelus really had to stop chasing every feeling that interested him.

“Uh… so… still working? Y’know everyone else is asleep,” he finally spoke up again, the awkward energy starting to get to him.

“I could say the same to you,” Dan Heng responded coolly. It seemed like he dropped trying to figure out what Caelus was doing there, and instead turned back to the archives once more.

Caelus still felt weird. So, ignoring his own note-to-self, he approached to stare at Dan Heng’s work over his shoulder. To be honest, his eyes were so tired that the words sort of jumbled together into an incoherent mess. It was more so just to get his crew mate’s attention.

And get his attention it did. Dan Heng glanced over, turning to face Caelus again. “If you don’t need anything, why are you still here? You should be sleeping.”

“Y’know I could just… say the same thing to you, right?” Caelus replied, trying to keep an exhaustedly smug grin off his face. “You’re archiving this late? I didn’t know there was still stuff left to archive.”

“There’s always things left. Please leave me be. I have work to do,” Dan Heng requested again. Though, like he had the mind of a child, it was like being told to stop doing something just made the trailblazer want to do it more.

“I can help, if you want. I’m sure I can handle the, uh…” He picked up a random book, squinting at its title. “Underground Encyclopedia of Plants and Fungle.”

“Fungi. You’re not a child. You know how to read,” Dan Heng sighed in exasperation. Putting a hand to his head like the interaction was giving him a headache.

“Meh, close enough. C’mon, it’ll get done faster if we do it together.”

“It’s fine.”

“Look, I know you like it all to be perfect, but there’s gotta be some kind of autocorrect in this thing, right?”

“Please, Caelus, just leave me be.”

Dan Heng sounded desperate, which was strange. Typically Dan Heng would act annoyed but compliant, even more so when it came to March than him. But looking in the Nameless’ glassy eyes, it seemed like he was a few seconds away from begging.

Wait, glassy eyes? Oh, fuck. Was he actually dying? Was that his dying wish? His last words?

Caelus opened his mouth to apologize for making Dan Heng’s last moments so painful, when–

“heh’GKshu!” Dan Heng quickly turned away as soon as the sneeze rang through him. And suddenly Caelus realized that he wasn’t dying. In the traditional sense, anyway.

“Oh,” he said.

“What?” Dan Heng replied, turning back like nothing had happened at all.

“Uh, you’re sick?” Caelus stated, because it was obvious. After the evidence, anyway.

“I’m not,” Dan Heng immediately denied, turning his head away with arms crossed.

“Uh-huh.” Caelus’ eyes lidded disbelievingly, he had a small smirk on his face. “So why’re you still working, huh? To convince us that you’re not sick? Or to convince yourself? Because, just saying, I never would have seen you if I wasn’t already worried you were dying.”

Dan Heng scoffed. “Well, I’m definitely not dying.”

“You are sick, though.”

“heH’GXkshu!”

Dan Heng faced Caelus again after turning away to sneeze, about to protest for a second time. Caelus managed to shut it down before it started again.

“Yeah, yeah, you’re not sick, and the whole sneezing is just… a coincidence?” He waved his hand absently.

Dan Heng didn’t reply that time. His arguments had been effectively dismantled, and Caelus wasn’t stupid, just nonsensical most of the time.

He sighed, resting his head on an open palm, kept upright by the table. Caelus waited for a moment to see if anything more would be said, but he was met with silence. He took it as permission to carry out his plan.

He reached over and placed the back of his hand onto Dan Heng’s cheek, only to be met with his disapproving stare. “Wrong spot,” he muttered.

“Oh. Right,” Caelus recalled, moving his touch to the man’s forehead instead. He was met with a dry, hot temperature, something that he assumed was probably not good.

He pulled back, hands on his hips. “Yeah, in my very professional opinion, you should be in bed. Not at a desk.”

“But–”

“Nuh-uh, doctor’s orders, unless you want me to get a literal doctor in here.”

“Caelus–”

“I will call Natasha!” Caelus pulled out his phone, just to make his point entirely clear.

That seemed to shake the last of Dan Heng’s resolve. His shoulders lowered like he had given up all remaining fight. “Fine.”

Caelus smiled, pleased with his victory. “Good. Now, c’mon.” He took Dan Heng’s hand and started dragging him up without another thought.

“Wh- huh? My bed’s right there,” Dan Heng looked down at his blanket and pillow cluelessly, then back up and Caelus as he continued to be pulled away.

“Yeah, that’s not really a sickbed. Or a bed. Or anything other than a poor man’s attempt,” the trailblazer replied. “You need a real bed. A Trailblazer-patented bed, at that.”

Dan Heng sighed. “You’re ridiculous. There’s no changing your mind, is there?”

“The only person on this ship more stubborn than you is me.”

That was fairly accurate.

As soon as they had left Dan Heng’s room, its owner soon crumpled down into another sneeze.

“heH’IGHkshu! hih’GXKshih! hh- heh… hih-”

“Stuck?” Caelus wondered, glancing back at his companion. His expression was pained, one eye closed and the other watering. He panted, desperately waiting for the urge to take over once again, but it remained out of reach.

“Here,” the trailblazer spoke, opening the door to his room as the lights flickered on all at once. He dragged Dan Heng along with him. The result was immediate.

“hEH’KGhshu! heH’GKshih! heH- hIH’XGkhuh! huh…”

Dan Heng sighed in relief as the fit finally came to an end. He looked about fifteen shades brighter red, though whether that was from the fever or the embarrassment was anyone’s guess. Caelus, for all the satisfaction being helpful gave him, wasn’t exactly willing to let Dan Heng suffer for his weak fulfillment.

“Now, to bed with you.” He wrapped an arm around Dan Heng’s shoulders, practically carrying him the rest of the way to bed.

The other man had enough energy to cooperate by the time he was being lied down, allowing Caelus to tuck him in like a child despite his protests. He had to admit that it was comfier than his own room.

Caelus let out a breath, like he was exhausted from a workout. “Okay. Now, sleep.”

Dan Heng raised an eyebrow at him. “I can’t do that on command.”

“I’m pretty sure you can. You almost passed out as soon as we got in here.”

Had he? He must have been more tired than he thought.

“And where will you be sleeping? Sharing a bed with me wouldn’t be smart if I’m ill.”

“Yeah, ‘if,’” Caelus rolled his eyes. Then, he pointed his thumb down towards the ground. “The floor.”

Dan Heng stared for a moment. “...The floor.”

Caelus glanced to the side, then back to his companion. “...Why are you surprised? You do it.”

That couldn’t really be argued. For some reason it just felt inhumane when it came to his friend rather than him. Though that was something he could unpack another day.

“Try not to worry about it, Dan Heng. Maybe worry about yourself, for once. The rest of us are fine.” Caelus gave him a real, genuine and caring smile, before walking off towards what was probably a closet.

It was a bit hard to tell, his vision was starting to fade away, and unconsciousness was pulling at him. It was a little embarrassing to admit how relaxed he felt, in his friend’s room rather than his own.

But it gave him a feeling of safety.

And Caelus’ feeling had gone away too, he realized as he glanced back at Dan Heng’s sleeping form. He still didn’t quite have a name for it. Maybe… a feeling that something was wrong. But not just wrong in general. Something that was wrong with someone he cared about. And that was a feeling he wanted to hold onto.

#snz #eri writes #24snzvalentines #snzblr #snzfic #h/s/r #d/an h/eng #featuring c/aelus as the world's strangest caretaker #he means well he's just mentally deranged

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lucluvr · 2 years

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Zhongli and his children !!

helloo im here again. i wrote this at my job during my lunch break bcos im having very intense zhongli brainrot. i saw this artwork on here abt single dad zhongli and like i got this idea !! so yeah enjoy 💗💗

note: the ganyu n xiao x reader r like plationic btw !! and u calling the kids cute is parental cuteness IF THAT MAKES SENSE. please dont be weird abt it theyre little kids in here n i think tiny xiao is so cute i wanna keep him safe so PLEASE dont be weird about this it’s PLATONIC 😭😭 the only romantic ship in his is reader n zhongli so yeah 😭🙏 and the art before the cut is by its.kensho on tiktok !!!

no warnings, just pure fluff and love, zhongli loves his children so much ☹️💗💗

:readmore:

— meeting the little ones:

“im not so sure about this, li…what if they hate me?” you clutch onto his sleeve, anxiety bubbling in your stomach. today zhongli’s introducing you to his kids. it’s terrifying. you’ve heard how lovely they are, you’ve seen photos, they’re so cute. you want them to like you so bad.

“my love i promise you, everything will be okay,” he frowns slightly. he pulls you closer, grasping your hand in his. he lays a small kiss on the forehead. so gentle, so loving. you look up at him smiling slightly.

he really does love his kids, he talks so much about them. seeing the adoration in his eyes when he mentions his daughter and son, it makes your stomach fill with butterflies. he’s so lovely…

you walk inside the restaurant, hand in hand. hu tao had been sitting inside the restaurant with the kids, helping them order their food. she looks up at you and zhongli, smiling. she taps ganyu’s shoulder. her doe eyes stare up at you and her father. she’s excited to see her father, but is confused as to who you are. xiao follows her gaze, tilting his head to the side cutely. your heart skips a beat. they’re so cute T^T.

“ganyu, xiao, this is [name], my partner,” he squeezes your hand , reassuring you. you wave at the two children sitting in their seats. xiao whispers something to ganyu. zhongli’s explained to you that he often makes ganyu talk for him. between the two of them, ganyu is more talkative, but she’s still pretty shy

“hi miss, im ganyu. this is my brother, xiao.” she smiles at you. zhongli guides you into the booth, seating you beside ganyu. she leans over and whispers something in your ear,

“my brother and i think you’re very pretty,” you look at her and you feel like your heart is being squeezed. theyre so cute and lovely, just like zhongli. you look back at him, your eyes meet. you get this feeling that maybe he was right, they will like you, and everything will be okay.

— being greeted by them:

zhongli had asked you to meet him at his house. after waiting outside in your car for 10 minutes, you decided to knock on the front door. your greeted by two little heads peaking out the door.

“hi miss [name],” xiao speaks softly. you crouch down to match his height.

“hi xiao,” you ruffle his hair. “is your daddy home? i was waiting for him outside. how are you doing, kiddo?” he scrunched his nose and closes his eyes when you touch his head.

“im good. he’s home, he can’t tie his tie. ganyu’s trying to help. do you know how to do it?” he shyly asks, creaking the door open a little more. he invited you in and you shut the large brown door behind you. as you walk in further into the house you see ganyu sitting on the kitchen counter, fumbling with the fabric around her father’s neck.

she peeks her head from behind his shoulder and smiles at you. zhongli turns his head around, looking at you slightly shocked and embarrassed.

“hello, darling. did i make you wait too long? i apologize. it’s just um…” his face flushes slightly pink. you stride towards him, patting ganyu’s head. you turn zhongli towards you, and hold the tie in your hands. you cross the fabric left, right, under, and so on.

“next time, if you need help, ask me, don’t make poor yuyu do it, okay?l you tease him, ruffling his hair much like you did to xiao’s. you see the slight resemblance between the three of them. xiao has zhongli’s eyes, and lips, ganyu has his long hair and cute nose. you giggle slightly. theyre all so adorable.

“thank you, dearest.” he kisses your forhead. he picks ganyu off the counter and places her down. zhongli beckons xiao over, runs to him like a lost puppy. zhongli kneels down to their eye levels. he gives them a little run through of what to do and what not to do when childe comes over. he’s babysitting them tonight. zhongli never asked, childe more or less insisted. the two kids nod at zhongli’s words.

“i love you both, okay? be good, my gems.” with that he pats and kisses their heads. he takes your hand in his and opens the door. childe is standing right outside about to push the bell. he eyes you up and down and sends you a playful wink,

“you both look as good as always.” he sees the little ones behind zhongli and runs to them, picking little xiao up in the air. zhongli looks at the scene in front of him, he’s so happy. he couldn’t wish for anything more. you realize, he loves so much, you make it your duty to make sure he’s able to receive it too. after all, he deserves all the love in the world. you kiss his cheek. you two bid the children and tartaglia goodbye. tonight will be great.

#zhongli x reader #zhongli x you #zhongli x y/n #dad zhongli #ganyu x reader #xiao x reader #genshin xiao #genshin ganyu #genshin zhongli #genshin childe #fluff #genshin fluff #zhongli fluff #hutao genshin impact

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rpreaperperson · 1 year

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Part 1 Blue Scale Alejandro Vargas x Mermaid! Reader (AU Fantasy)

sorry if my english is weird or something

but please enjoy!

Part 2

Your mother always describe good things about humans, her stories about human and their life, and when you were still a guppy curious about humans that you saw.

And now this is the consequence of your curiosity stranded in a seashore fortunately there is no single human around ,trapped on a broken trawl that some fisher throw out from their boat.

When your mother always speaks good things about human, your father always speak bad things about them and to be cautious of them he doesn't like human very much as your mother, so he teaches you how to run from them and defend yourself and your kind do have a poisonous bite but at your age now you only can run.

You tried hard to free yourself from the trawl, but as you pulled the string became tighter and your tails began to hurt because of it.

Tears began to drip from your eyes as you thought of your parents, wondering if you can see them again and now you sobbed

“Wow...” startled when a voice came from behind when you turn around there you saw

A boy by the looks of it he’s around your age, a brown eyes, thick eyebrows, a wide forehead, and black hair there’s a big backpack behind him

“u-um..hi..” he waved at you in greeting as he walks approaching you, your bluefin turn down defensive when he came too close and hissed at him

“Its o-okay...its okay Im not going....” when he walked around he saw the trawl trapping your glittery blue tails, kneel to you sling out his backpack

“you trapped...” as he touched the tails, your hiss became more aggressive but it come out like a whimper

“how could anyone, hang on I think theres scissor...Ah!” rummaging inside the backpack he found black scissors that he used for making paper art at school

Gently he caressing your tails and snip each string that binding your blue tail

“There!” flopping it up and down the boy throw remains trawl away from you

“you can go now..carefull out there..” you look at him, you could understand human words but cannot speak human language

To speak gratitude you pull out the dead scale of your tail it is paler than the healthy one but the glittery making it like a diamond not big but not too small either and you gave it to him

“f-for me?” you nodded, and the boy hesitantly take it from you while he was busy staring at your scale you peck his cheek then you slither to the sea and swam away leaving the boy embarrassed

Several years later

A storm always makes a good sport and training for a fighter mermaid as your father teach you at a very young age, you always remember when your mother knows that your father sneaks out to teach you training in a storm whacking his head and pinching his arm not to mention her murderous aura coming from her.

Of course, you got to scold too but is a little bit more advice than a scold she said you can do training in a storm until you are old enough.

And now you an adult old enough to engage the mighty storm, blue tail swam against the surface and you jumped feeling the storm rain, storm air, and your glimmering skin starting to heat up causing the adrenaline gills moved rapidly to absorb air from the water.

Feeling tired already you swam deeper, as you looked at the surface of the sea you keep thinking about the human world that mother always told you about, then you remember the boy you meet at the seashore wondering how is he right now.

Feeling much better you decide to go home not wanting your mother worried knowing your father is on patrol, then you saw it....up to the surface it is shaped like an oval there are three of them or more and it moved fast.

“Good job there hermano!” Alejandro patting Soap shoulder

“Aye you too Alejandro”

“Still didnt know why those ship blow up by itself” Ghost looked behind as Alejandro chuckle

“the sea folks done it...heh men inside those ship always make a way too angered them “

“Sea folks?”Soap raising his eyebrow as he look at Alejandro confused

“you can call it mermaid Hermano” explain Rudy while he riding the boat

“you believe myths Alejandro?” ask Soap

“He always read a book about them ” add Rudy teasingly

“Aye! In fact I see one, a beautiful one I can still remember it until now” placing a hand on his pocket pants smiling at the memory of his childhood meeting the sea folk

BANG!

“Argh!” a bullet hit Alejandro right into his vest

“Alejandro!”

"Im fine!” curses in spanish Alejandro looked ahead ,four boat and an angry men with gun

Never a good news

The sea wave making mishit their shooting

“merchenaries..?”

“No that flag...I knew it.. Rudy!”

“Aye Colonel!”

“All of you prepared!”

“Bloody hell going on?!” Ghost pointing his gun at the enemy boat

“I told about sea folks dont I?” Alejandro look at Ghost while he reloading

“That flag they hunter..they hunted them not to mention they work together with cartel” he gritted his teeth

“lets put them down now shall we?” Soap grunt

“Aye..”

You flinched when a bang was heard from the surface, a yellow sparks coming from an object that once your father warn about guns a deadly weapon that can kill you even from afar.

And then a black skull flag from across the boat, the Patrol and fighter mermaid always warn to run, hide, and not to engage them alone they were the nemesis for the sea folks.

You choose to obey the word and not to interfere with those human battle

SPLASH!

“Alejandro!!” a shouted human word coming muffled from inside the sea, you saw two humans wrestle one with black sweat and tactical gear, and one with a jacket with black skull behind it.

Bluefin flared when the with black skull jacket stabbed his opponent in the stomach, bubble, and blood mixing from him and slowly he weakens

Before the hunter make any further move you swam swiftly and grab the hunter from beside you and bite him with poison in one second, sharp claw pierced his wrist, and he wriggled trying to free himself but the venom works faster and he went limp.

Letting the now corpse go you turn to see the other human who was floating in the water swimming approaching him, tilt head you observe him a familiar face from distant memories.

You gently caressed his stubble cheeks and gave him an air mouth to mouth your gills moved rapidly transferring water from him to you his eyes slowly opened feeling soft plump lips on his but slowly he blackout, then you took him to your hiding spot.

#alejandro vargas x reader #alejandro cod #call of duty x reader #modern warfare 2 #fluff #mermaid #au fantasy #call of duty mw2 #alejandro x you #alejandro x reader #alejandro vargas #blue scale

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drvnkd4zed · 2 years

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Hiii, I recently followed u and I rlly love your fics! I live for it🤌🏻 Can you possibly do OT7 Idol!Enha x nonidol!reader where they are out on a date and they’re almost got caught by dispatch or media?? (If possible please add a little fluffy night date or whatever comes in your mind date) thank u so much🫶🏻

Enhypen almost getting caught by medias on a date with you (enha x nonidol reader)

thank you so much for this request! I hope I this came out as you wished! ✨

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ Jungwon

I think Jungwon would be very annoyed, because even if he understands why dispatch wants you two to be revealed as a couple he doesn't want your relationship to be known. He's worried that you would receive lot of hate and malicious comments by the fans, so he prefers to treat you some good food at home rather than in a restaurant. "I'd love to try that new restaurant near the center, jungwon~" you'd ask him whining. He sighs as he puts his jacket on. "What would you like me to order?" He asks you smiling. "I can go there instead, it's fine as long as they don't see us together right?" "Yeah, but it's late and I won't let you go there alone. Let me save you from the dark this time" he says.

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ Heeseung

Heeseung's always mocking the idols who get caught in their relationships, but once you two almost got caught, you just stare at him in silence while he's torturing his hands out of stress. "What if they'll post the photos online?" He asks. "What if people find out about us??" He asks again. "We'll get through it, you just have to deny everything" you reassure him. You sit near him, putting your head on his chest. "I'm worried about you. You're not an idol so people can approach you very easily" he explains. "It's okay, Heeseung. No one will be in danger. Just calm down~ nothings out yet. They might delete it if you deny about the relationship" you explain. He smiles at you. "Thank you for being so patient with me. I'll make sure no one hurts you".

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ Jay

Jay's going to be very mad, but at the same time he'd like to be at the center of the attention because of this dating rumor. He wants to show you off, to show people that you're his and only his. You'd be the panicked one among the two. "If they want to release it, I'll pay them enough to shush. Even if I wouldn't be so sad if people knew how beautiful you are. I feel so good knowing that I can look at you closely, like a piece of art".

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ jake

Jake's most likely to freak out inside while showing a emotionless smile. You'd just look at him speechless, because you've never seen him like that before. He looked like he was in outer space. "J-jake?" You call him and he looks at you, without saying a word. He calls the ceo and ask him to delete every scandal, with a soft, sweet and embarrassed voice. "S-s-sorry, I think you saw the photos, c-can you please ask them to delete them? I-i am not in a r-relationsh-ship, we're just f-friends". The ceo would melt hearing Jake's innocent words and would accept his request. "We're safe, baby" he says putting the phone down. "What did you say??" a voice from the phone keeps talking. Jake's eyes gets bigger in surprise, then he hangs up. "You're an idiot" you say.

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ Sunghoon

Imagine you two get caught while drinking boba at the local bubble tea shop, then you see people taking photos of you, immediately you realize they're from dispatch's staff. You tap sunghoon's shoulder and you point the people to him. He takes a few steps further as he looks at you confused. "Who are you? Why are you talking to me?" He asks, almost yelling. You want to laugh but you want to play along with him at the same time. "I thought you were my friend, she was standing here few seconds ago" you reply. "Be careful next time! You interrupted such a romantic moment between me and my bubble tea". You'd roll eyes and walk towards the exit, texting him: "I think we fucked it up". "No, we did great" he replies. "You kept staring at my lips...".

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ Sunoo

He has a foolproof way to confuse the medias. Whenever there are dating rumors about you, he would just say "ew, no", with a disgusted gaze. You know he's kidding, and you'd just laugh once you two are out of the media's sight. "Me in a relationship with you? Ew, I don't think you'd last a day" he says mimicking how he acted in front of dispatch.

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ Niki

You two are walking around the city talking and laughing together, when he notices something is off. "I feel like we're being observed " he states. You look around to find few people staring at you two holding some cameras. "Niki, look there" you point them to niki. "I think they're watching us-" before you could finish your sentence, he ran away. He was already totally out of your sight. Few seconds later, you receive a message from him. "Let's meet at the dormitory with the boys, I'll buy you something to eat on the way home".

Hope you guys liked it ~ I'm sorry if this didn't came out good enough 😭

#enhypen #kpop #heeseung #jay #jake #sunghoon #sunoo #jungwon #niki #enhypen reactions #kpop imagines #kpop requests #kpop reactions #kpop edits #enhypen reaction #enhypen imagines #enhypen kpop

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purdledooturt · 3 months

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The darling @riskpig tagged me for WIP Wednesday/Thursday so here I am! 🙈 I have this scene/idea I wrote on my notes app in October that’s looking for a home in a fic, but I thought it was hilarious so I’m putting it out anyway (it’s pretty raw and unedited but it made me happy when I wrote it so I hope y’all enjoy anyway)

🩷

She looked at him as they rested under the cover of the sparse tree, near the mindflayer pod that Astarion had emerged from. Tav hunched over with her head tucked towards her knees, wishing the dizziness away. Her new companion must regret joining her now.

Looking up at him, she noted his eyes. Red, deep and inviting like rubies inlaid in a cave.

Pale skin. Red eyes. This could only mean —

She stood to her feet in a flash and blinked at him as she wobbled in place, still unsteady. He looked at her in surprise, raising an eyebrow her direction, before looking behind him to see if she’d spotted anything. He found nothing.

“Yes?” He asked, as he watched her shuffle around her belongings.

She dug through her bag, the tiny thing that it was at her hip, and unfurled a wizard’s hat she had scrounged up from a barrel just down the beach. Odd spot to hide it, but it’s since been rehomed, so what did it matter?

She shook the hat open, trying to flatten the creases with her hands against her thighs. Her new companion said nothing as she pulled at the brim. She gave it a tentative sniff — inoffensive, which was a bonus — and nodded to herself in approval.

She handed it to him.

“For you,” she said, “to protect you from the sun.”

He froze, his lips pursed and eyebrows knitted in a frown. “What?”

“You’ll burn out here,” she fussed, as she waved the hat towards him with a nod of her head. “Go on, put this on.”

He gave her an odd, unreadable look. Was she being too forward? He’d made no motion to take the hat — instead, he crossed his arms across his chest. He scoffed. “Whatever do you mean, darling?” He asked, in a tense drawl.

“You’re an albino, aren’t you?” She asked, pulling the hat back to her chest as the longer she held it out she found the larger the feeling of dejection grew. She had only meant to help, but in the back of her head she could hear her mother telling her to remember people’s boundaries. “I’m sorry, I don’t have a nicer hat,” she looked down at the scavenged hat, before looking back up at him as he now stared at her wide eyed, lips pursed in an attempt to hold in laughter.

He let out a little snicker. The corners of his eyes creased as he turned away, before turning back to her with an amused look.

Oh. She wasn’t being pushy — this must mean she was being dim.

“Oh, well, don’t worry about it then if you don’t want to,” she said lamely, as she rolled the hat back up to size to fit her little pack. Tav could feel her face burning — maybe she should wear the hat instead if the heat was affecting her this much.

“Thank you, darling,” he said, with mirth in his voice and obvious glee in his eyes, “but I will be fine.”

She nodded, mutely, as she straightened out invisible creases from her tunic. “Okay,” she stared ahead, into the wreckage of the nautiloid ship that now seemed much smaller than it was when she was inside it. “Let’s… let’s go.”

She sighed, shaking her head. Jokingly, she said, “well, as you can tell, the tadpole probably won’t have much to eat up here,” she tapped at her temple.

Her companion released a peal of laughter from behind her.

This was going to be a long trip.

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I will tag @gwen-writes and @cinnamontails-ff for this upcoming Wednesday 🥹 and I am tagging u back @riskpig because I always love seeing your art 🩷

#purdle-writes #this is my int 8 tav #she means well

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junachu · 9 months

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< 3 .

C R E E K

CREEK HEADCANONS CUZ WHY NOT (my fave ship in sp frfr)

─── ･｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ───

┃ I feel like Craig would be the person to fix or adjust Tweek's clothing since Tweek clothing is often either not buttoned up all the way or stuff related to that, and I think it's cute!! <3

┃Since Tweek has baking skills , he would always in his free time make a pastries for Craig if he was feeling down.

┃ Wherever Craig goes Tweek follows him, this is probably canon because I always seem them together , so they are inseparable.

┃Tweek would def cheer for Craig, if he was in challenges or stuff like that , and he'd cheer so loud that some people would stare at him and be like "oh yeah they're def gay.."

┃As we all know, Craig would defend Tweek, and Tweek will defend Craig, like if they were in an aurgument or fight , They'd just be there together and help each other.

┃Craig would totally collect squishmallows for Tweek, like he'd save up all his money to either get 4 or 3 types of squishmallows, and Tweek would instantly keep them in his room.

┃ Craig likes space themed things, so Tweek would help Craig put up those glow in the dark stars on the ceiling , and they'd turn off the light, pretending to stargaze, I THINK THAT IS ADORABLE.

┃Of course if there's a group project the first person they're gonna put in their group is each other, its basically obvious.

┃ HOLDING HANDS, ALWAYS HOLDING HANDS.

┃They take turns taking care of Stripes if they can't be able to, they be like "i'm occupied for the week, can you take care of Stripes?"

┃OMG either Tweek and Craig would go online trolling and stuff, and either would be sitting there laughing with them!!

┃If Craig sent a picture of himself, Tweek would always go and edit them and draw on it, adn then send it back to Craig

┃ Craig is good at art , so he'd always ask Tweek "hey can I draw you?" and Tweek would happily accept.

END

(ill do a prt 2 if u guys want <3)

#Creek #southpark #gay #headcanons #fyp #silly #sillyposting #dumb headcanons #tweek #craig #help #craig x tweek

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mobolanz · 7 months

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For the OC x Canon ask game!

13 and 6 for Evelyn and Reiner because you know I need to know, I love them. Feel free to answer with your other ships as well though!

OMG THANK YOUUUU that means a lot to know ;U; 💖💖💖

So I'm adding them and also Demand & Mia for a bonus (⁠ﾉ⁠◕⁠ヮ⁠◕⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠*⁠.⁠✧

Dangerous men and then woman they love (who's also dangerous is soooo theheheheuheu)

6.What small quirks do they love about each other?:

Reinelyn:🛡️🍎:

Reiner: OH oh he couldn't name anything more endearing even if he spent hours than her intense sense of concern. Like I said before she's a very insightful bigger picture person but that does slip to overthinking in a sense , thing is in cases like that it's a bit blown out of proportions he can't help holding a chuckle and adding "I don't think it works like that/doubt that of all things is gonna have the earth explode" but he knows it's out of good nature so soon enough he's offering a calmer and simpler take on the situation.

In a more specific example let's assume reiny says something with self depracating undertones/implications "I guess that must sound pathetic/nasty/foolish/etc." that gets her to jump right off and deny it with a "no not really! It's not in my eyes at Least...!' The outburst, along with her eyes opening wide like she's surprised maybe she did something that he came to the conclusion that's what she'd think , just gets him him to soften his expression and sigh, with a hint of smile sneaking to his face.

On a physical note , Evy tilts her head often when curious or puzzled about something and once again, this is so goddamn adorable.

Evelyn: Albeit she initially reads it as uninviting and assumes it's better not, she can't help herself gesturing slowly from behind or the side whenever she spots reiny sulking with his arms crossed, staring at something or nothing. When she's there already glancing up, wouldn't budge until he turns his head in her direction or she comes up with a good conversation starter that doesn't feel out of place to make that one faster. Should they be alone that'd even get her to lean her head on his arm-shoulder.like,,,,

Little eye spots:

*looks to right, left, behind, in distance, up, down, sees no one shady*

Instinct in a matter of fewest of seconds:

Demia: 💎💐

Demande: Ah a sweet little example from her core personality trait- one of the times they were seeing each other before the identity reveal they were in a café date. Typically she chose them a window seat, then her eye wandered out down to the sideway there, and spotted a single purple flower growing out of a crack in there. It made her eyes sparkle and stick to the glass to observe it. Something about it was excitement and care about what most people would gloss over, a love for small details and hidden beauty of things. Down to loving the deemed unworthy and unloveable and seeing what's great about it. Also a nice symblism to retaining the best and beautiful parts despite harsh lonely and unfitting upbringing 🤧

Mia: good question ,,, just a sec. So I like to think that for her he's a rather open book, not necessarily in a bad way though; more in a diamond in the rough sense where a person has a good potential but lacks the polishing. Making it easy enough for her to know how to express her way with affection than she'd normally fear (and even better considering he's very encouraging of the methods and gestures. So she decides to use them for him first of all). If that makes sense akfhaujfwjekfb. I think that when it comes down to it, it's since it brings balance and genuinity to this more charming princely side that that speaks poetically and enjoys the finer things. Making him more or less surprisingly approachable and 'human' to look up to and less like an idealized entity to worship. Albeit just about anyone else would be rather intimidated. 🤧

13. How do they express their feelings (Words, visual art, a song, etc.)?

Reinelyn:

Reiner: I'm a Reiner is physical touch love language™ truther sooooo :") Considering the circumstances, throughout most of the story both are being as subtle as possible on expressing it. But it hurts. Still, it gave their interactions a unique tone to them. Normally when Reiner expressed any sort of affection and care with someone, be it on the island or marley(a lot more for the former though) it's rather outgoing and especially through physical touch like bear hugs and headpats. But the alert in her case makes gives it surpsing delicacy, lightly on her hair or shoulder, like something holds him back, which indeed is not to have attention drawn to it- which does raise eyebrows but for their luck not much because it's more about how different the physical expression is here. Also comes the factor that maybe the more delicate and therefore "weaker" it is, the less likely both her and him are to form true attachment considering Y'know it's believed to not meant to last because in a matter of few years,,,

But considering that something about evelyn's character is about the impact of delicacy and vulnerability Unfortunately it does the opposite. and it hurts, they could only do so little it gets them to crave more. Impossible as it is🤧

Ultimately though, by the end with every restriction becoming undone slowly I love to think he finally allows himself to show unlimited tenderness towards her, but with the 5-7 years it took from the moment he met her on the ship back to marley. there's still that touch of melancholy to it, making it recognizable and unique to them and them only. Like before departing when he's heading back to paradis for the third time at the end, their tightest hug yet lasts a few minutes until he has anyone from the alliance notify him they should get moving. And even then steal a few seconds to look until she's out of his eyesight until return. (No he didn't tell her he's marrying her as soon as he comes back WHAT art thou talking about🤧🤭🫠)

Evelyn: What I mentioned in the previous question is a small part of her habit she adapted to come by whenever the time feels right. Like a surprise visit of some sort as soon as she spots him nearby. The core purpose of it is to have a presence that maybe can offer any sort of help, or read if he shows better or worse signs after a certain situation she overhead about during his time back in marley and do something accordingly, or at least give herself time to think what would do. She's a bit drawn back from direct confronting about what brought her (especially when it comes to Rei's life being in a risky position) knowing maybe she doesn't really understand that. But ultimately evy does come to the conclusion she never would if she doesn't at least try 🤧 she's indeed the conversation starter of the two. I also love the idea it's sometimes get her to take a quick sprint in his direction as if being magnetized, assuming she's in a good mood and talking to him would make it even better; but would slow herself down to not draw attention.

For her luck in the epilogue I'm letting her straight up JUMP into that hug ;w;

Demia:

Demande: He's much an open book and is rather bold on his true view on others- fond, lustful or resentful. And that's especially notable considering his own s/o's reserved Wallflower personality who keeps her own views shut in; he can't help but wish to change it, from what he's seen within her big heart. It's no wonder he manages to motivate her. The poetic choice of words he naturally makes really sells it. From gentle compliments and remarks- how beautiful she appears in anything, hairstyle, dresses, jewelry "rather lovely, wouldn't you agree?" "It looks good on you"; to admire the endearing and passionate yet selfless and thoughtful part of her personality- strong and raw emotions on things, potential, etc etc.

Openly admitting outloud he'd trust her with his life. He's someone who loves receiving these in return too- that's why did he trusted wiseman's fake graces and promises of all his heart desires after all alfjakfjkamf.

Mia: So generally speaking she's a very devoted person with strong emotions within her if it's anything or anyone important to her Although a bit troubled with choosing words to tell, as she feels it can't convey it properly enough.so Brought to the acts From pouring his wine, soothing his pains and clearing his mind, to flapting an bloody to bitter end in a burning area slashing through anything in her way.After being recruited to the BMC one of the abilities she was given was an ability to crystallize thin air (also how she created her weapon). She loves giving it a floral shape and gift it to him whenever they're nearby being tender and intimate. But she also eventually learns to take pride in how she feels for good and bad and find the best ways to word it finally struggling with outbursts of emotions, but she gets better with time, and now they're gentle and endearing admirations of everything he means to her Even. to a point of daring to bring herself confronting enemies violently and furiously.

Man this was fun to write down! Love them too (⁠ㆁ⁠ω⁠ㆁ⁠)

Questions for self ship/OC x canon couples

#asks #missnobodydoodles #aot oc #sailor moon oc #evelyncore #miacore #demiacore #reinelyncore #mai writes #meta #mai thoughts #oc x canon #ship asks

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sea-drifter · 1 year

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A new ship? TELL ME ALL !!!!!

also I'm glad your day got better !

AND SO HERE IS YOUR DAILY KISS

MWAH!!!

I FINALLY GOT TIME TO POST SO HERE GOES- CANT BELIEVE IM NOT THE FIRST TO SHARE THIS SHIP BUT AT LEAST THERE ARE PEOPLE WHO SHARE THE VISION-

also this is a very late reply wow- ANYWAYS-

So i was just thinking one day y'know, like, what if i shipped my first genshin crush and my latest genshin crush, and it resulted to

"Diluc x Kaveh" I was like, "haha, they're perfect for each other" as a joke...but bro...I don't think it's a joke anymore... also for the shipname, i was either DilVeh that's kinda eh or KaLuc that u can misread as KaeLuc But then i decided to call it DiVe!! the first one still pronouncing their names a bit, this one is just straight up dive cuz i wanna dive into their overflowing potential of a ship- This is gonna be a long rant about how they met and headcanons [which I will post separately] so be prepared- TW: ooc, mentions of alcohol but only a bit pls still do enjoy and see if you'd ship them with me^^

Diluc being a head of the Dawn Winery just gets him bitches y'know. And the Ragnivindr clan being nobles in the past just adds to that, he's a- Anyways- How I think they'd meet: Let's say Kaveh has been traveling with traveler and paimon for a bit and he may have done some changes to the serenity pot as thanks for letting him sleep in a comfortable bed and not just outside of al haitham's house. And since other genshin characters visit there sometimes too, ofc word of The Light of Kshahrewar's works would spread out. And that's where Kaveh lands in Mondstadt, commissioned to build something there or perhaps just commissioned to make a Mondstadt-inspired home/building for someone. Ever since Kaveh got that commission, he knew he had to save a lot of money for the famous wine of Mondstadt. And as we know, Kaveh is a lover of wine, so The Angel's Share is a must-go visit for him on this search for inspiration! Plus, where's he gonna find inspiration without a bit of chillaxing first, right?

With his smarts and passion for the arts, he would clearly love Mondstadt. The poems and bards, the flowers and freedom, oh so different to Sumeru who even banned such wonderful performances! He definitely fell for Monstadt first. Being lucky enough to make reservations to an Inn, though not nearby,(let's pretend there's an Inn in Springvale since the goth grand hotel is occupied by the fatui.) He sets off to Angel's Share. With how pretty this man is, you can't deny eyes were on him. A foreigner from afar with a beautiful physique, his shirt showing his back and chest tells the patrons of the bar that he is very confident in his appearance. Though the redhead by the counter didn't seem to even stare a bit and only looked up to see who came in and started making another drink. Anyone would've been hurt or offended but Kaveh was too stunned to see the Diluc Ragnvindr in the flesh and merely stood in awe by the counter. Ahhhhhhhhh two hot people in the same place, the bar is practically melting, save for the drunk ones who are already beyond the comprehension of their surroundings.

"Ah, I'm truly in luck today." Kaveh chirped as he sat down.

"I'm so happy to taste the famous wine of Mond and have the head of the Dawn Winery as the bartender himself!" He praised more. "My pleasure dear guest." "Coming from all the way to Sumeru, I think the pleasure of meeting you shall be mine. After all, you're quite more of the star here tonight than I am." Yea yea, Diluc doesn't like idle chit-chat, but like, I can see Kaveh just throwing flowers at him with his vocabulary and making Diluc have to respond. Though of course the attention is thrown back to Kaveh as patrons start swirling around him asking questions about Sumeru and perhaps if he's single- Drink after drink, Kaveh has become drunk to the point where he'd gone and started complaining unlike how flowery with his words he was earlier. The other patrons have already gone home or passed out outside, but Diluc was still at the counter, listening to Kaveh complain about this "Al Haitham" person. "HE DOESN'T GET IT DOES HE-" "AND THEN HE CARRIED BOTH KEYS AGAIN-" "HE'S JUST SO AGHHHHHHHH-" Diluc has enough and tries to at least ask Kaveh if he's staying anywhere. Of course, he got ignored. So he went with plan B. Which is to bring him along to his house. I mean, he can't get information, and he's too tired to have some people check in on where he's staying so he could just bring him there. He could finally rest, and the drunk blonde won't have to be in danger if he ever stumbled into the wild in his drunken frenzy. "What the fuck happened last night." That was all Kaveh could think of as he suddenly sat up which he instantly regretted when he feels his head throb in pain. He was in an unfamiliar and large room. His clothes were different and from the feel and looks of them, it's expensive as fuck-

"AM I DEAD OR SOMETHING-" "Not at all, sir." Reassures the voice, to which Kaveh jumps, meeting eyes with the maid, who smiles at him. "Good morning sir, here is some tea to soothe your headache and some breakfast to fill your stomach." A tray of authentic Mondstadt food was placed on his lap, making him drool at the sight.

"I'll be off to tell the young master that you're awake so, please enjoy your meal as I call for him." Ever since he stepped into Mondstadt, everything was so fun and relaxing, and no annoying roommate to argue with all the time. He was truly in paradise- But his second day in Mond already started in chaos. I mean- HE'S IN SOMEONE'S HOUSE RIGHT NOW- WHERE IS HE- What more shall come to Kaveh? And what's this warm feeling building up when he meets him more often? couldn't decide how it goes to the point where they fall for each other so perhaps you can share your ideas hehe will post headcanons later in the day or when I get home

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