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Ozzy: hey, zestial, buddy, want to chat?
Summary: Short drabble. After Carmilla tells Zestial her feelings and him thinking it's another guy she loves, Carmilla pulls on drastic measures. She calls the Lust ring and asks Asmodeus for help.
The talk
Asmodeus: Buddy. We need to talk.
Zestial: If I must to.... Has thou my lady been different lately. She had been telling me of thee fellow she fancied, when she suddenly walked away from me... What have Thy done wrong?!?!
Asmodeus:... Ah, yes. About that. Your lady has contacted me for support. You see Zestial...
*Zestial stares at him with his four eyes. The top left one raised to show interest and confusion. A bit of sadness on his face*
Zestial: Thou she don't want to see me?... I understand if that is so... She has a man she fancies now... It's quite common to stop communications with thy male friend if you have a new one now...
*Asmodeus gives him a blank stare*
Asmodeus: No no, Buddy, she ain't leaving you...*sighs*Like Hell, she would.... Anyways, Tell me. What is the definition of a friend to you.
Zestial: ...Someone who you hold dear and share plessentaries with... Ain't that thy definition?!?! *confused spider puppy eyes Oo×oO*
Asmodeus: Ok, good, good... *Mutters a bit under his breath* Ozzy breath, you can do this... *continues normally* And what are those plessentaries you share with Carmilla?
Zestial *smiles happily*: We... We spend it around each other. Tea times... Reading sessions... Helping her with her daughters... Doing business proposals and plans together... Taking care of our shared household... She helps me... Her presence is enough to fulfill the void that thy feel in my heart.
*Asmodeus gives him the most unamused stare ever.*
Asmodeus: ... And you never wish it was something more?
Zestial in a sad voice: How could thy not? Her smile is the most enchanting thing ever. Her intellect is one to admire. And her power and will reach bounds no man could ever reach. Truly such person that shall never feel the same as thy... And she got a fellow she fancied now...
Asmodeus: ... You are a complete fool Buddy.
Zestial: Huh? OowoO
Asmodeus:... The woman came to you. Described the exact person as you. Said she loved him and then confirmed it was you... Yet you still don't get she loves you!
Zestial: Heh? She considers me her friend.
Asmodeus glares: No... you Buffon! She has no other man but you in her life!
Zestial happier: She doesn't? Who was she talking about then. The person that looks and acts exactly like me? OovoO
Asmodeus: You are the most oblivious person I ever met. Maybe you need a comparison... you know Lilith and Lucifer, the queen and king of Hell?
Zestial:...Yes...
Asmodeus: She holds the same love they hold for each other, but to you. She loves you enough to die for you...
Zestial:...But she could never... How... Huh...????
Asmodeus: The woman has dragged you into her life. Introduced you into the family, her most precious thing. Made you a business partner. A house partner. She draggs you almost everywhere around Hell with her. She freaking slept with you in multiple occasions. You are an absolute idiot! She was talking about you! Not some other male that is like you! It was you! You Buffon! She loves you enough to marry you for REAL!
Zestial in total confusion and disbelief:.... What...
Asmodeous: She loves you for real... Let ist slowly sink in Buddy.
Zestial:... Dios mios... She loves thy for real! How.. Uhh.. *blushes green*
Asmodeus: ...Finally... You are the most oblivious fool I had to talk to. How have you survived for so long and became one of the most powerful overlords will confuse me till the day I die. Now. Go tell your lady you love her. And apologize for being a fool. Maybe buy her a nice ring. Go!
Zestial: ...Ah, yes... Right away.
*Zestial runs away quickly. Asmodeus later received a very thankful call from Carmilla Carmine. His nickname was Miracle worker from that day onward.*
#zestmilla#hazbin hotel#vivziepop#hazbin#oblivious#asmodeous#zestial#love#love advice#realization#slow burn#send help#fanfic#fanfiction#drabble#short tales#talk#i need a miracle#miracle workers#funny stuff#helluva boss#hazbin au
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the image of an exhausted commander fox, sitting in his office, throttling a datapad and yelling WHY IS MY JOB SPREADSHEETS?? before yowling like a space banshee and frisbeeing the thing through the open window with all the force of kamino-guaranteed strength bolstered by buereaucratic rage, where the datapad sails merrily and speedily for a longer distance than many would credit before impacting with concussive force against the surprisingly soft skull of emperor palpatine, gladhanding for the press in the courtyard of the senate below
the resulting explosion is caught on many cameras
#pan back to fox in his office furiously jabbing at datapad number two#oblivious#stuff explodes on coruscant more often than you'd think and thorn will ping him if it's important#(thorn was on chancellor guard duty but had been shooed off in favour of the CSF)#(one of the shinies had to commandeer water from a passing civvie because thorn laughed so hard he started to choke)#(he recognised the lime tooka sticker on the bottom of the murderpad in the picosecond before the impact)#coruscant guard#fox can have a little manslaughter as a treat#commander fox#commander thorn#star wars#the clone wars
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On his way to meet-up with his Grindr date. One thing Jeff likes about his life nowadays is the fact that he can swipe right to the most vile or even unattractive person, and with the premium paid version of the Chronivac seamlessly weaved into his Grindr, he can adjust that person to his liking. This seemed like a beta version that is not yet released to the public, or so he thought as he didn't even know to whom this phone actually belongs to. He just found it randomly in the club one night, tinkered a bit with it and then find the Grindr app looking a bit different from his usual one. That self-exploration lead him to find out about the built-in Chronivac, which he abused to sculpt himself into God's perfect image of a human being. He packed himself with muscle in all the right places, get rid of all the shortcomings like his poor eyesight, scoliosis, his partial color-blindness and all the small yet annoying sparse body acne to leave himself a nice, taut and smooth body. He increased his height substantially to 6'4" from his previous 5'6" form and rather than staying as a mixed Lebanese-Mexican man, he went on full Caucasian as he renamed himself as Dominic Groth, a German-Australian self-obsessed bodybuilding content creator. With such discovery, now he's excited to share this blessing to more people, of course with him as the one bestowing the transformation and the receiving end mostly unaware of the changes, at least for now
As he knocks on the door of his date, instead of a boring 5'7" fat fuck of a middle-aged accountant that clearly couldn't pull anyone, a towering 6'7" confident muscle beast answered the door
"Glad you ain't no catfish,"
"Same goes for you, Daddy,"
The massive guy smirked, his cock stirring in his pants after being called like that by a hulking 6'4" jock. Memories of his past life seemingly vanished into thin air as he grabbed Jeff into his house with such ease and confidence, as if this is just another day in the life of this bonafide muscle stud.
#male shapeshift#male transformation#chronivac#chronivac tf#male muscle growth#reality change#nerd to jock#nerd to hunk#fat to fit#oblivious
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“this is painful to watch,” paimon blurted out, watching you and neuvillette awkwardly try to flirt with each other. “it is,” the traveler agrees, shaking their head in disappointment. furina rolls her eyes and huffs, putting her chin on her hand, looking at the two of you in annoyance. “i’ve been trying to get them together for a month now! they still haven’t realized their love is reciprocated!” furina groans, lamenting all her hard work gone to waste.
“maybe we should just tell them up front?” the traveler suggests, only to receive a laugh from furina and a smack from paimon. the traveler glares at them, “well, do you two have a better idea?” furina’s laughter dies down and paimon stuffs her face with more cake. a long silence fills the air as the trio resume looking over to you and neuvillette.
paimon breaks the silence, “…maybe we should just tell them…” the traveler rolls their eyes, leaning back in their chair in contempt. furina clicks her tongue. “tsk, that’s so unromantic though!” she proclaims as though it should be obvious. “well do you have any better ideas?” the traveler arches a brow at furina. she’s silent for a few minutes, seemingly deep in thought. furina sighs, “no i don’t,” she admits, “but i want to be the one to do it!”
paimon jolts and gives furina a look. “no paimon wants to do it!” she whines, stomping her foot. immediately the two argue over who gets to break the news to you and neuvillette. shaking their head the traveler silently gets up and walks over to you two. as they get closer they can hear the two of you stumbling over your words. rolling their eyes, they come to a stop in front of you and neuvillette and clear their throat. at the noise the two of you immediately cease your babbling, faces warm. you look to the traveler, who looks very unimpressed. “…you two do realize you like each other right?”
silence.
a pin drops. your eyes shoot towards neuvillette’s. his face is red and you can feel your own heat up considerably. you shift on your feet. “…so…you like me?” you say, trying (and failing) to come off as unaffected. neuvillette clears his throat, “i do. …you ‘like’ me as well?” you shrug, looking away. “i’ve been trying to tell you i love you for months,” you mutter, rocking on your feet anxiously. neuvillette startles, face burning. “i hadn't-i hadn’t realized, my apologies. i have been trying to court you for a while now, too,” he confesses, grip tightening on his cane. your eyes dart back to his. “i didn’t know either…” you trail off, feeling foolish and dense.
neuvillette clears his throat again. “perhaps we should discuss this over dinner?” he suggests. you crack a smile, “of course; my treat.” neuvillette tries to protest but you just grab his hand and drag him along. walking back to the table where furina and paimon sit dumbfounded, the traveler smirks feeling vindicated. they sit down, ignoring paimon’s whining. they grab another slice of cake and look over to furina. she sits in deep in thought, before snapping her fingers. “alright! now that that’s done, i’m going to spread the news…” she trails off, getting out of her seat and walking towards the steambird hq. the traveler only shakes their head and continues eating, silently wishing you and neuvillette luck.
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I can't help but to move this hand down to this silly cartoon shorts and give this hardening cock a good tug as I watch the nerd parading around my body like he's some kind of goofy douchebag muscle jock. He's literally tarnishing my image by posting silly thirst-trap on Tiktok! For fuck's sake, I'm an athlete on scholarship, that's not the way I roll. But these comments are all fucking positive (or lustful) and boy I am lying to myself if I say that the nerd failed to really be doing some shits to my body that makes it so irresistible. Or maybe this nerd body is just fucking gay......oh God he's posting another shit already, oh goddammit now it's with my girl too.....and fucckk is he posting again, in my room now?? Ungghhhhh fffuuuckkkk just the thought of him using my cock ungghhhhaahhhh.......dammit this nerd
#nerd to jock#male body swap#jock to nerd#revenge body swap#oblivious#personality change#straight to gay#gay to straight
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Alex, Kara and Lena having lunch
Alex: so how are you to going?
Kara: I’m good
Lena: Can’t complain
Alex: Any dates planned?
Kara: Alex I’m single and Lena just broke up with James
Alex: I meant with each other
Kara: Lena is straight Alex
Lena: Bi
Kara: No Lena please don’t go Alex is just really bad at jokes
Alex slaps her forehead
Lena: Do I have to kiss you to show you how badly I’m in love with you
#supercorp incorrect quotes#supercorp#alex danvers#kara danvers#lena luthor#Kara is clueless#oblivious
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Under the mistletoe
"And you're sure it'll only stop the two of them?" Draco asked, his eyes narrowed and skeptical of the curly haired Gryffindor.
"Yes, Malfoy, I'm sure." Hermione replied, annoyed at the Slytherin boys skeptics.
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Theodore Nott and Y/N L/N were completely oblivious and deep in denial. The amount of times the two gushed to their respective friends about something the other did was far too many.
It was obvious that they liked each other. Everyone knew, but them it seemed, and it was unbearable. Especially for their friends who couldn't take the constant talks about how much one liked the other but 'It would never happen because he's way out of my league.' or 'She deserves better than me.'
So Harry did the unspeakable, he went and talked to Draco. The two groups came up with a plan.
It was the holidays, Theo and Y/n were already practically a couple, doing things together that no normal friends would, all they weren't doing was kissing or shagging.
The two groups knew there was no way of really forcing them to confess, but if they could get the two to kiss then they'd have to confront the obvious attraction they felt for the other, and surely they wouldn't be able to deny the face that the other liked them.
It was nearly fool proof. The just had to find a way to execute it.
"Mistletoe!" Blaise shouted, grinning as he ran into the room of requirement, the official meeting place for operation Kiss, as Blaise suggested, though no one else wanted to call it that there was no other options.
"What're you on about." Ron said, frowning.
"Mistletoe!" Blaise repeated, still grinning like a madman as he held up the tiny bundle of mistletoe, showing it to everyone in the room.
"Yeah, we get it, mistletoe." Mattheo mocked, "What about it?"
"This," He waved the thing around in his friends face, "Is how we get them to kiss!"
"Mate..." Harry said slowly, "Hate to break it to you, but they've gone under mistletoe before, the completely ignore it. Like literally everyone else does."
"Yeah, I know that." Blaise says, annoyed by the lack of enthusiasm in the room, "But what if we found a way that forced them to not ignore it!" He waited for someone to interrupt him, to say it was a dumb idea, but when no one didn't he went on, "Hear me out, what if when they both walked under it it somehow kept them there! So that they wouldn't be able to leave that spot until they kissed!"
Everyone stared at him, confused but intrigued.
"And how would we do that?"
Blaise rolled his eyes, "Well I don't know." He sassed, "I came up with the idea, you all can figure out how to do it." He huffed as he dropped himself onto one of the many sofas in the room.
As if they were all thinking the same thing they all turned towards Hermione, who looked startled by the attention, "I don't know why you're all looking at me." She frowned.
"Well you're the smartest one here..." Enzo said and the girl pressed her lips into a thin line before she rolled her eyes.
"Well, there probably is a way it's possible, we'd have to modify a potion or maybe even a spell, especially since we don't want to trap others under the mistletoe, so we'd have to find a way to keep it person specific..." Hermione then rattled on about all the ways they could go about it and soon they had a plan.
It took a week for things to be ready.
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"Have your friends been acting weird lately?" Y/N asked Theo as they walked out of potions.
"More than usual actually." The boy replied and glanced down at the girl he was sure he wanted to marry.
"Same, and I swear I've seen Hermione talking with Draco so much this week."
"Maybe they're finally getting together." Theo smirked, "Salazar knows it's about time."
The girl laughed and shook her head, "Tell me about it. If they don't get together this year then I'm going to be out of ten galleons."
The pair went quiet for a moment and Y/N took the chance to look up at her best friend. He was beautiful, and quite possibly the love of her life. She had never planned on letting her feelings get this far.
It had only started as a small crush on a boy she was friendly with back in second year. But then they got closer, and the closer they got the harder she fell.
Now they're in their last year and she still hadn't confessed, she figured it was too late, and it was clear he didn't want anything other than friendship from her. He had had multiple girlfriends before, and none of them looked like her, they were quite the opposite actually.
Y/N was counting on losing feelings for him this year, it would be for the best.
As if he could feel her eyes on him Theo turned and looked at her, his green-blue eyes meeting hers. For a moment she felt her heart stop, she was lost in them and the swirling colors.
But then she shook her head and looked forward and started to rant about whatever came to mind. It was a good thing she always had at least one thing to rant about. Or she should say two, but it would be idiotic to rant to Theo about himself. It would also make her feelings for him obvious.
The two turned into a deserted hall and as they passed beneath an arch way they found that neither of them could take a step forward.
Their feet were stuck to the ground.
Y/N turned to Theo frantically, "What's going on?!"
"I dunno, I can't lift my feet off the ground."
"Neither can I..." She went silent and found that she could pivot. She looked around, and it wasn't until she looked up that she saw mistletoe hung from the high archway. But surely that had nothing to do with it, so she ignored it.
"Did the twins do this?" Theo started to ask but then remembered that the infamous pranksters had graduated. But that was all either of them could come up with, it was something the twins would do.
So maybe it was a Weasly.
The pair ended up staring at each other, the both of them ignoring the close proximity and the fact that their chests were touching.
After ten minutes Y/N had come up with an idea. It was a stupid one and she wasn't sure if it would even work. But Theo wouldn't stop staring at her and she was sure she looked like a tomato under the heat of his gaze.
"Theo." She said.
"Y/N."
The girl took a deep breath before blurting the words, "Kiss me."
"W-what?" Theo stuttered, his heart beating ten times faster now and a light blush coating his cheeks. His eyes flicked down to the lips he dreamt about kissing, the plump lips he fantasized about at night. He swallowed thickly and met her eyes once more. "I- Why?"
"I'm just-" She paused, "Testing out a theory." She wanted to kiss him, but she didn't at the same time. She didn't want to kiss him under these circumstances, if she was going to kiss him she wanted him to know it was because she liked him.
"Okay..." Theo said slowly and Y/N looked up at him with determination in her eyes.
She took a deep breath and brought her hands up to the boys face, instinctually his hands found her waist, "I really really like Theodore Nott!" She blurted quickly before smashing her lips onto his.
Theo stood still for a moment before he realized she was kissing him, and he wasn't kissing her back. So he did.
The kiss was sloppy, and rushed, and there was passion and hunger in it. Both of them seemed t have forgotten what was happening, losing themselves in the kiss of their lives.
It was only when she tugged on the hairs at the back of Theos head and he let out a groan did Y/N realize what she was doing.
Horrified she pushed him off, and when he stumbled back a step she saw that her theory was right and she bolted off. Running far far away from the boy and her feelings.
Meanwhile Theo stood there, dazed and confused and impossible flustered, and all he could think about was that he had just kissed her. And he knew he was going to marry her.
"She likes me too." He mumbled, smiling to himself as his fingers brushed across his lips.
No clue how to go on from this. Might make part two ;3
#theo nott#theodore nott#imagine#not edited#theo nott x reader#theodore nott imagine#theodore nott x y/n#hogwarts#Slytherin#Gryffindor#Oblivious#oblivious idiots#Denial#Draco#hermione#Blaise#blaise zabini#ron weasley#harry potter#lorenzo berkshire#mattheo riddle#part one?
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sweet perfume.
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luke castellan x apollo! reader
summary: in which luke in a regular visitor in the infirmary, and for the first time, you realize how much you liked having him there.
warnings: none, i don’t think? just lots of pining and obliviousness
word count: 880
authors note: this may or may not become a series, if people like it enough, so please tell me if you’d like to see more!
Sweet.
Soft, subtle, floral, but most of all sweet.
Luke breathed deeply as you leaned over him, gently wrapping gauze around his bruised and bloodied arm. “You just can’t stay out of the infirmary, can you Castellan?” You chuckled out, sparing a glance at your well-injured friend.
“What? You don’t want me to visit, Sunny? I thought you loved me.” The ravenette retorted, smirking slightly as you shook your head. He watched as the tiniest grin bloomed on your face, making his chest tighten with warmth as he took in another breath of your perfume.
Luke loved to lay there–at least two or three times a week–just basking silently in your comforting presence. The boy always seemed to have something wrong–a cut, a bruise, a random pain or headache–but as silly as it was, it endeared you, and you nursed him gently every time. He loved that about you. No matter how many times he turned up, in the same bed every week, you never questioned him; simply took him by the hand and cared for him, like the little angel he thought you to be.
“I love to have you visit, but recently you’ve been more of a troublesome resident.” You chortled, chasing Luke out of his thoughts, “You have to stop getting hurt eventually. It’s making me wonder if I need to tell Chiron…”
Luke rolled his eyes playfully, swatting away your gentle hand as though you’d offended him greatly. “Tell Chiron, and I’ll never ever talk to you again.” He spoke childishly, earning a stifled laugh as he turned away from you.
“Luke Castellan, you know you can’t stay away from me that long.” You said shortly, placing your fingers under his chin to turn his head back.
Your smile enchanted him, so bright that it battled the stars and rivaled the sun. With his eyes boring into your own, he nodded slowly, unable to find words as you tended to the tiny scratch on his face. He could sit like this forever, he thought, drowning in your soft voice and gentle nature. He loved the way your fingers held his chin straight, and your tongue pushed against your cheek in subtle concentration. He loved the way your gaze softened when you saw him walk in, the way your eyes seemed to sparkle and your steps felt more floaty.
He loved the way he couldn’t stay away from you. He loved how you were right.
But despite all of those things, he was still uncertain if he loved you.
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Luke had been making his stops at the infirmary for a while. You’d smile when he knocked on the door, the setting sun peeking in, leading him over to his regular spot for an hour (sometimes, several hours) of laughs and conversation.
Until, one week, he didn’t come.
You found it odd, how your stomach sank with each passing day. You didn’t quite know why it hurt so much, sitting on the edge of ‘his’ bed like a lovesick puppy. You should be glad he wasn’t roughed up all week. But still, you sat there; hoping he’d knock on that door with that cheeky smirk and golden laugh.
For as long as you’d known Luke—and you’d known him ages—you’d never known him to suddenly drop a routine. He wasn’t the best swordsman at camp from skipping training, or taking random breaks. No, you’d seen him, waking up at the crack of dawn and practicing in the arena. Nearly every day for three years. So why, you wondered, had he suddenly quit on you?
You found it unlikely that he wasn’t getting hurt, which a swordsman’s training usually entailed. Maybe, he was patching himself up for once. Maybe, he didn’t need you anymore to ease his pain.
You sat there, wiping the blood from a camper's scraped up knee, with your thoughts running rampant after a solemn week of waiting. You had tended to plenty of campers in that time, maintaining your welcoming smile and soothing voice. Today was just like the others. You finished cleaning up your last camper, sending the younger boy off with a peck on the head. The gesture made him giggle, hugging you before running off again. The small interactions brought you a bit of joy, making new connections, meeting new people. You loved making your mark on camp, and as an Apollo kid, that mark was left in the infirmary.
It almost made you wonder if your mark was left on Luke.
Just as you were about to leave, your satchel packed and your heart heavy, you heard a series of knocks on the door.
“Sunny? Are ya’ still here?”
You felt your heart stop.
Clumsily, you rushed to the door, a smile forming on your lips as you opened it to your favorite face. He was standing there, just as he always was, with that cheeky smirk and golden laugh. You stared into his sparkling brown eyes, surrounded by tiny scratches, just as they always were. You glanced at his curly hair, soaked and sweaty, just as it always was. And with not a second left to waste, you pulled him into a tight, longing hug.
“Hey.” He greeted again, taking a deep, long breath, “Gods, I missed the smell of your perfume.”
#luke castellan#percy jackon and the olympians#charlie bushnell#apollo#cabin 7#luke x reader#demigod reader#percy jackson#pjo tv show#pjo series#lovers#aesthetic#camp half blood#oblivious#friends to lovers
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nina: why are you naked? kaz want us all to be at the 1st floor in ten minutes!
jesper: i don’t have any clothes
nina: *opens the wardrobe* what are you talking about? you have green shirt, orange shirt, hi wylan, purple shirt, pants, jackets-
nina: wait
#grishaverse#six of crows#crooked kingdom#the crows#nina zenik#jesper fahey#wylan van eck#wesper#wesper my beloved#oblivious#jesper and wylan#jesper x wylan#soc nina
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Random cat: well fuck you and your wife!
Zestial: but I am not married?
Carmilla: yes you are, remember when we got married when my kittens were kittens?
New cat law. If you share everything and aren't under some kind of deal. You are legally married.
#hazbin hotel#vivziepop#hazbin#hazbin au#alternative universe#alternative universe hazbin#cats#cats au#married#old love#oblivious
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Prompt #210
I’ve been flirting with you for months,” Villain cried. “Didn’t you even notice?”
“I did,” Righthand replied.
“What?”
“I did. I flirted back.”
“Since when have you ever flirted back!”
“When I brought you that coffee.”
“You mean…the one you bring me everyday…as a part of your job?”
“Yes, but that day I brought you yours first. And I paid for extra whip.”
Villain gaped.
“There was also that time I bandaged your head after that fight with Hero. I used ointment and everything; it was practically a confession. Was that not obvious?”
#villain x villain#righthand x villain#heroes and villains#heroes and villains community#prompt#short prompt#writing prompt#villain#oblivious
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Oblivious pining:
Accidentally complimenting the other one, leading to both of them getting pretty flustered.
Knees brushing against each other, leading to deep breaths and giddy feels.
Walking past a busy crowd, hands entwining on their own and then realizing after someone points out.
Lending each other gifts for no reason. Being reminded of each other by them.
Their own treehouse spot which only the two of them know about.
Rambling about something they love and all you do is stare at them lovingly, when suddenly the turn to look at you it’s just the two of you staring at each other.
Random hugs. Skinships being the one of the biggest lead on the unlabeled relationship.
Smiling widely upon seeing them and making random eye contacts, but never breaking it.
Feeling shy whenever someone refers to you as a couple.
Getting sad upon coming to the conclusion that the other one doesn’t like them in the same way they do, but it’s all the art of overthinking after all.
#oblivious pining#prompts#writing prompts#writing inspiration#dialogue prompts#creative block#romance novels#starter ideas#romance writing#writerblr#fluff#fluff prompts#scenarios#writing#romance#cute love#oblivious
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Rites: St Patrick's Day
It's a day celebrated by many people, especially Irish community. And in such a blessed festivities, several Irish-descent gained some kind of magical development blessed only on the time window of St. Patrick Day.
I've been hella distracted all day long, and it's all because of my roommate Patrick. He's always been a rather sporty guy from the get go, and I'm pretty much used to the fact that we're not necessarily that close as a roommate since we have totally different interest anyway. But, ever since he walked back in to the dorm after his shower this morning only rocking that towel, I simply couldn't take my eyes off him.
He's pale as fuck, yes, and not like that muscular or anything, but it's just super enchanting to see him glide around our dorm and dress himself up for the day. Since we have separate bedroom and only connected by this study-common section, we have our privacy and moments to ourselves rather easily. He decided to be a bit loud with all the oohs and aahs as he probably checked himself out. I was sure I heard him say something about his "slightly tanned skin" or "veinous muscular arms that make people feral" or even "my fat and girthy uncut cock" but well.....I think I would be a bit proud too over my body development if I have a studly physique like his
I remembered some of our final convo before we left for our respective schedule as he exited his bedroom and ready to leave earlier than me
"Clean the bathroom before you leave for your class, okay?"
"Can you take care of my laundry first? You don't have class till 2 PM, right? You can sniff it if you want HAHAH! Nevermind, just do my laundry, okay?"
"Come and watch me play with my buds after your class, okay? We'll play in the outdoor field, then we can head back to the dorm together, sounds nice, right?"
And I simply said yes to all of that. On top of that, even when he left, the obsession remain for me. I bet I spent most of my day daydreaming about him rather than putting on any substantial work whatsoever to my classes.
I found myself scrolling through IG and rewatching his stories upload about his workout session before I eventually dashed to the basketball court to watch him play as my classes wrapped for the day.
I followed all Patrick's movement on the court and practically ignored the other players, it's like as if he's my world and I need to focus all my attention to him. Eventually, when the sweating, post-basketball-reek Patrick brought me to his car, he simply put me in my place as he said
"Now be a good faggot and start huffing. This is the shit that keeps you going, this gives you satisfaction when you can prove that you served me well, right?"
And just like that, I accepted that as my truth
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Asami: Hey, I’m getting in the shower. Wanna help me out? *wink*
Korra: ...Have you never taken a shower before?
Asami: *drags korra to the bathroom* you can be so oblivious sometimes.
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She looked upward to get a hint of the face of her facefucker, but aside from the jutting pecs, messy tousled hair and angular face, she cannot really make any face from her memory of this guy in the frat house. Who is this person? Then, she heard him whispered under his bated breath
"Oh fuck yeah baby, eat the whole 8 inches of it,"
AND HOLY MOLY THE DICK REALLY GREW ON HER MOUTH!
She is gasping for breath, frantically tapping his body to sign him that she needs air, but he just laughed
"Yeah baby, don't panic. You can do it, that throat is already molded by my cock after all. Just. Need. MMMPHHB. Adjustment. Oh heck yeah, tasted so frickin' good too, right? You are such a good cocksucker, baby. Fuck, that Chronivac shit from Devon really is the real deal,"
So this guy is Devon's friend? But what's Devon got to do with all this? Oh yeah.....this is Devon's room. This lighting is reserved only for him in the frat house. But again, who is this guy that's been pummeling his cock into her mouth, she wondered. As he is unloading loads after loads of thick sticky spunk into her throat, he then grabbed her by the neck and make her stand up to face him. Her face is a mess as their sweat and his spunk messed her makeup
"You look so pretty with my spunk painted all over that face, baby. Now say thank you to Master for fulfilling your dream,"
She is taken aback by the statement, but somehow it just rolled out of her mouth
"Thank you Master, you fulfilled my dream,"
"Well yeah, I'm generous like that. It's what a Master should do to his dutiful girlfriend after all. Now, Devon already joined us right now, so maybe you want to hear a thing or two from him?"
"Well Abby, you've been an annoying bitch, trying to prove it to my girl that I'm not the real Devon with your psychic shit? Can't let that shit fly, you know? Guess what, you are just a dumb pretty cheerleader now, nothing special, nothing new, no power and shit. Just a plain vanilla sorority girl. Well, something new though, you fantasized about getting your holes filled from both ends by me and my roommate, Ash. Guess we will make it real today, shall we?"
Both men just grinned as Abby with her blank stare just walked to the bed and then assumed her position as she let her head dangles from the end of the bed with her mouth wide open while her legs spread wide ready to receive the dicks that will seal her new reality. It's always nice to have a company to get through all the weird and surprising twist the Chronivac can provide, lucky for the nerd he has his best friend that believed his crazy explanation about how he's not really Devon and he can help him becoming a jock too with the power bestowed from this Chronivac
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