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whyse7vn · 1 year

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DRUNK MESSAGES -

[ ot7 x reader ]

TAEHYUNG -

tae: i jusT fellll heaD first onto the floor

y/n: LMAO

did someone record it

tae: not sure

should i do it again and record it for you?

y/n: no it’s okay

where did you fall from?

tae: kitchen counter

y/n: are you having fun?

tae: yeah

y/n: good

tae: head hurts

y/n: shouldn’t of fell

tae: what if i died

y/n: that would of sucked

tae: i wouldn’t be able to tell you i died

y/n: i’m sure someone would tell me

tae: no

y/n: no?

tae: ¿

y/n: ok tae

tae: i’m soh ok

y/n: i didn’t ask if you were ok i just-

nvm

i’m glad

tae: thanks

thinking about the instagram thing rn

y/n: what instagram thing?

tae: wHen i followed gennie by accident 😓

y/n: you mean jennie?

tae: that’s what i said

y/n: that was so random why are you thinking about that rn?

was so long ago i am very much over it love

tae: i can think what i wanna think

omgggg r u mad at me rn ?!

y/n: no i’m not mad

tae: goof

goij

goon

googd

good

thank you

i’m going now

i have things to do

y/n: ok have fun love

tae: i was born 2 fun

YOONGI -

yoongi:

y/n: um

yoongi: why is it unknown

why don’t they know who said it

y/n: i have no idea

yoongi: let’s find out

y/n: how are we going to find out

yoongi: i’ll ask everyone here and you can ask people on the street

y/n: i feel like that would take a long time

and what if someone lies to us?

what then??

yoongi: omg

ur so right

but i cant take it i need it know who said it

y/n: i love you for what you are all that you’ve been and all that you will be

see look

i said it

problem solved

yoongi: omg you cant do that

y/n: just did

yoongi: NO

y/n: why?

yoongi: you didn’t say it

y/n: i think i did

yoongi: it’s not your quote

y/n: how do you know

it actually is my quote i am claiming it

yoongi: YOU CANT

y/n: WHY NOT

yoongi: YOU DIDNT MAKE IT UP

y/n: HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT

yoongi: CUZ I KNOW

y/n: yoongi

yoongi: what

y/n: it’s my quote i said it i made it up it belongs to me

yoongi: i cant accept this

pls leave me alone for the next 2 hours

y/n: why 2 hours?

yoongi: because that’s when i’ll be over it

y/n: how do you know that

what if you’re over it in the next 10 mins

yoongi: STAY AWAY FROM ME

YOU AND YOUR SICK LITTLE MIND

y/n: omg

clam down i say!

idk if i like drunk you tbh

yoongi: i am not drunk

being drunk is a mindset i don’t partake in

y/n: i think you’re wrong

yoongi: i have never been wrong in my life

y/n: you were wrong about the quote…

yoongi: i’ve decided not to speak with you anymore

JIMIN -

jimin: heard you fucking with namjoon now 🥱

y/n: for the last time jimin i will not give in to ur little role play fantasy

jimin: always knew you were a little slut

y/n: just imagined you saying that irl and almost threw up

jimin: cat got your tongue?

y/n: ew

cringing so hard rn

jimin: who knew you were so ….

pussy

y/n: jimin what

jimin: how ironic

y/n: ????

jimin: splendid

y/n: LMAO SPLENDID??

jimin: is this not hot?

y/n: no.

jimin: oh

y/n: you just said words

jimin: did my words not make you wet?

y/n: did the opposite actually

jimin: oh

y/n: yeah

maybe you should stop drinking

jimin: happy new year

y/n: fuck off

jimin: i deserved that

JUNGKOOK -

jungkook: hay

y/n: no you are not ugly

no i would never leave you for tae or ironman

yes we will be together forever

i would still love you if you were a worm

i don’t care that you cry during sex

i think your sock collection is cute

your eyes are pretty

it’s okay you left me with bam today

no i am not hungry

i am in my bed rn

yes i will wait up for you

you do make me happy

it’s okay that you are a crybaby

yes i love you too

jk: how did yoju kno i was gonna ask?

y/n: you literally said hay instead of hey

jk: sjo?

y/n: ur spelling always sucks when ur drunk

and no it doesn’t bother me

also you ask me the same questions every time you are drunk

that also doesn’t bother me

jk: OMjfG

Ur like insane 😧

like thaTs so freaky bae

ur a frek

fork

freak 😈

*😨🤯

dijdt mean the naughty y emoj

my fault

😨😈😈😈😈😈😣

y/n: it’s okay

jk: lejt me turn auto corrected on

y/n: why is it off?

jk: sjo i can fell smart

wairttt here

y/n: waiting

jk: dojne

wtf why isn’t it work

working

FUCK

sorry for shouting

y/n: it’s okay bby

jk: send nudes

y/n: so now you can spell??

that’s crazy

i’m sick of being nice to you tbh

jk: L

+ radio

rodeo

rode

race

radddd

radio

ratio

y/n: 😐

jk: rate my rizz 1-10

y/n: i won’t

jk: why ☹️

y/n: ur gonna end up crying

jk: would you still love me if i said uwu

y/n: you literally do say that

jk: okay???

hope off my dick bro

hoop

hop

ping

pong

omg play the ping pong

they are broke yk?

y/n: hyuna and dawn?

jk: i literally just said that?

y/n: fuck y-

nvm

go back to your little party

jk: are you made at me

mars

made

maid

made

mad mad mad

y/n: no

just want you to have fun

jk: i am having fun

i am talking to you

wtf is thijs not fun for you???????????????????

y/n: it is

but i want you to have fun with your friends bby

jk: oh o k

what if i start a meth lab

y/n: what

jk: sorry

i donr even know what meth actually is

i wanted to look call

col

cooolll

y/n: when are you coming home

jk: what even is home

like when you thjnk about it

what i s a home

y/n: …

jk: you freaky?

😭😋😈🧟‍♂️

y/n: …

are you ok?

jk: can you come get me pls

HOSEOK -

hobi: WHORE

y/n: oh

hobi: SLUT

y/n: hello??

hobi: 🥰

y/n: thanks?

hobi: *🤬

y/n: oh

hobi: did i make you cry?

y/n: no

hobi: BITCH

y/n: are you trying to make me cry?

hobi: shut the fuck up 🤬🤬🤬

y/n: ….

do you need me to pick you up?

hobi: no

NO .

y/n: what do you want then

hobi: FUCK YOU

y/n: you are so lucky you are drunk and not at home

hobi: 😜😜😜😜😜😜😜😜😜😜😜😜

y/n: bitch

hobi: ur mother

y/n: don’t make me come there

hobi: cum

y/n: don’t try me happy feet

hobi: DONT CALL ME THAT

y/n: or what?

hobi: calling ur birther

y/n: you called her a bitch i’m sure she’ll understand

hobi: go away

y/n: thought we were having fun :(

hobi: love u

y/n: love u too

come home soon

hobi: ok

i lied

i hate it there

y/n: fine don’t come come

hobi: wtf why would you even say that

y/n: go away

i don’t have the time nor energy today

hobi: ur mother has no time or energy tbh

y/n: tbh ur about to be single

hobi: tbh i never liked you anyways

y/n: how about you leave me alone

hobi: how how about you DIE

y/n: omg????

hobi: blue hour!

y/n: txt hates you

hobi: ARE YOU SICK

TAKE IT BACK RNRNRNRNRNRN

y/n: and won’t

hobi: NAUR MATE YOU BETTER

omg sorry the australian slipped out of me

happens sometimes

it’s like my hidden super power

by day i’m humble korean man born and raised

by night the auzzie takes control

i’m like venom omg

this that pink venom

this that auzzie venom

get em get em get em

me in blackpink when

y/n: never i pray 🙏🏽

hobi: :/

cuz it’s you ur the one that i want

y/n: L

hobi: is for the way you look at me

look at us doing a little duet aren’t we cute 🥰

y/n: bye get home safe

SEOKJIN -

jin: just leaked your nudes

it’s okay because you looked good in them

y/n: HELLO WHAT?

jin: they saw bae 😓😓😓

y/n: THEY???

jin: the guys saw your tits bae 😰

y/n: HOW ??

jin: ur tiddies are my lock screen

but don’t worry i ate the polaroid

y/n: WHAT????)/)/

jin: i ate it

y/n: WTF IS WRONG WITH YOU WHY DID YOU EAT IT. ??

jin: so they couldn’t see

y/n: why would they see the polaroid?

jin: after seeing some of you they might want more

i couldn’t have that

and they know i keep the polaroid in my wallet z

y/n: how do they know?

jin: cuz i told them

y/n: why would you tell them?

jin: so they wouldn’t take it

y/n: but you ate it because you thought they would take it?

jin: yeah

y/n: 🤨

something ain’t right there

jin: everyone thinks your hot tho

y/n: they think i’m hot because they saw my tits ?

jin: no it’s because of the video

y/n: ?????

WHAT VIDEO??

jin: the one i showed them last week

y/n: LAST WEEK???

jin: yeah

are you mad 🥺?

y/n: i’m going to beat the fuck outta you

jin: that isn’t legal

y/n: you have 10 minutes to get yourself home

jin: oh

NAMJOON -

namjoon: i cant see straight rn

but that’s okay

y/n: is it?

namjoon: what if we had kids rn

y/n: LMAO

moving on

it was so cold today

namjoon: i’ll keep you warm

y/n: thanks

namjoon: i am a rapper

y/n: you are

namjoon: do you think i’m good at it

y/n: i think you’re the best at it

namjoon: woah

okay

freak

y/n: fuck you

i lied you SUCK

namjoon: aw man

y/n: get better

the first 3 words of arson ended ur career tbh

namjoon: mannnnnnnnnnnnnnnn

tbis is real upsetting yk?

y/n: should of took my compliment and left

but you had to call me a freak

namjoon: i take it back

would you still love me if i was jungkook?

y/n: what

namjoon: would you?

y/n: um

i guess so?

namjoon: so ur a cheater

good to know

y/n: what

am i high rn or are you?

namjoon: i don’t do coke?

y/n: what

namjoon: shut the hell up

y/n: so it is you

thought i was going insane for a second

namjoon: i’m not even real

y/n: sucks

namjoon: ikr

y/n: who have i been kissing on this whole time then?

namjoon: probably jungkook idk..

y/n: does jungkook make you feel insecure or something??

why are we talking about him rn

namjoon: i might as well kms i cant belive you just said that to me

don’t look at me don’t speak to me don’t perceive me at ALL

y/n: yikes

forgive me 🥺🙏🏽

namjoon: it’s too late

namjoons and jimins ones flopped so bad but it’s okay. as you can tell got a bit carried away with jungkooks one 🤭🤭. you should know by now my shit is never proof read!gc stuff soon 🙏🏽 ALSO FEEL SOSOSO FREE TO GIVE ME IDEAS OR REQUEST PLS I FR NEED THEM LOVE YOU ALL XOXOX

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raven-at-the-writing-desk · 1 year

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Silver, Idia: Believe in the Me that Believes in You

I’m not a huge fan of Silver, but his Broomquet Groovy is one of my favorites ^^ I really love the color of the sky and how the birdies have come to fly with him!

Silver talks about training with Lilia in this interview; I kept thinking of Mulan's training montage during it. He also mentions that Lilia pat his head for the first time in a while and told him he's grown into a fine young man so of course I had to make jokes about how "it'll be the final time" and "Lilia's finally booting Silver out of the house now that he's 18 so papa can fuck off to retirement"—

A Boy in Bloom, and his Flowering Future.

"How do you spend your days off?"

Idia looked up from his clipboard. H-Huh?! Do I really have to ask this?! I-Isn't it obvious what Silver-shi's answer will be? Obviously, an air-headed macho man like him's going to say...

“When possible, I work on my equestrian skills and horse handling technique. Otherwise, I train.”

“O-Oh… right…” Idia failed to curb his lack of enthusiasm.

See?! I totally predicted that!! He’s got zero brain cells upstairs, all the brain cells were beaten out of existence by his muscles! Now all that's left is a space-case!

Silver took one look at Idia’s bug-eyed stare, and a realization (the wrong realization) set in. “Are you curious about my regimen? I’m sorry, I will elaborate.

"As one of the young master's knights, it is my responsibility to protect him. This requires maintaining peak physical performance. To begin with, my regular warm-up involves stretching, then 100 sit ups, 100 push-ups, 100 squats, and a 10 kilometer run."

"B-B-BWEH?!" Idia practically choked on his own saliva. "D-Did you really just say all of THAT for a warm-up?! And you do that willingly? For FUN?!“

"Yes, that's right. It's very light and helps to wake my body up. After that is when the 'real' training begins. I do cardio and focus on different parts of the body depending on the day of the week."

"Wh-When do you find the time to take breaks?! J-Just listening to you describe your daily exercise is making my muscles cry..."

"Ah, you're wondering how I'm able to keep up with my routine."

Huh?! It's like this guy just button mashed his way past NPC dialogue and only got the gist of what I just said!! I didn't think it was possible to meet someone that runs on autopilot IRL!!

"From a young age, my father instilled in me the importance of staying active and fit." Silver smiled fondly at the thought, ignorant to Idia's woes. “He set up obstacles courses and would give me chores that built up my strength. I’d also play tag with the animals when I wasn’t chopping wood or fetching pails of water for us.

“Sometimes Sebek would join me. We’d have a lot of fun together braving spiked pits, climbing cliffs, and surviving in the wild with only the clothes on our backs. We came out of it stronger in body, mind, and heart—they were very valuable experiences for us.”

Serenity never parted from Silver’s face the entire time he described his hellish childhood. Meanwhile, his interviewer had progressively grown paler and paler. Now he was the exact hue of a fresh corpse.

“Hmm? You don’t look too good, Idia-senpai,” Silver noted. Worry suddenly marred his gentle beauty.

He jumped. “N-Nope! I-I'm fine, my health is at max!!"

A lie—the entire interview had been mentally draining for the introvert.

"Are you sure?" Silver stepped closer, his expression turning deadly serious. “If you’re feeling unwell…”

Idia gulped. He wasn’t certain if he was overheating from the scorching May day or if it was his nerves getting the better of him.

“… You should work out with me and Sebek. I’m sure he won’t mind the extra company.”

A freight train slammed into Idia’s gut. He staggered back, mouth hanging open at the audacity of Silver’s suggestion, the one million and one things wrong with it.

"A-Are you crazy or what?! Th-There's no way I'd survive!! The only exercise I do is waving light sticks around for idol concerts, I can't handle anything more than that! P-Plus, a shut-in otaku like me can't deal with being shouted at just for existing, I’ll instantly fold!!"

“I understand, Idia-senpai.”

For a moment, his hopes welled. “A-Alright, GG. We’re done with the interview then. You can get going on the birthday road now…”

But much to Idia’s horror, the birthday boy continued.

“I also told myself, ‘I can’t do this’ and, ‘I want to give up’ when I first started my fitness journey—but throughout all my doubts, my father was there to support me, and Sebek was my friend and rival, motivating me to improve.

“At NRC too… I’ve met people who support me. I can ride a horse as well as I can because Riddle instructed me. I won an arm wrestling contest because my classmates cheered me on. There are many things I was able to do only because others were there for me in my time of need.”

“Where… are you going with this shounen anime protag speech?” Idia asked warily.

“It’s hard to do it alone, but you’re not alone at all, senpai. I will be there to cheer you on, and we can work together to help you accomplish wellness goals.” Silver stated matter-of-factly. “I believe in you, so please believe in yourself!”

“E-Eh…? Seriously, what’s with you… Is everything I’m saying going in one ear and out the other?”

H-How can one person be a literal beacon of light and goodness in the world?! Is Silver-shi really the kind of person who tries to empathize with even the characters fandoms unanimously hate? Would he walk up to a broom and try to shake its hand?

A firm pat on the shoulder snapped Idia out of his spiraling thoughts. He found Silver staring him down, an encouraging smile on his lips.

"I need to head off on the birthday road now, but I want you to know that you're always welcome to my workout sessions, and I'll always be in your corner."

"W-Wait," Idia stammered meekly, "I never agreed to take you up on your offer... P-Please tell me you won’t show up unannounced in my dorm to drag me outside…!!”

WHOOSH!

The Ignihyde dorm leader was silenced by a powerful kickback of magic to the face. The fire of his hair flew around him—and when the flames cleared out of his sight, he saw that Silver was already a dot in the distance.

Petals danced upon the breeze, as white as the clouds stretched across the brilliantly cerulean sky. Night Raven College was drenched in golden sunlight, and spring come out in full force. The day was as picturesque as an image straight out of a storybook.

Thrilled song filled the sky as a procession of birds joined him in flight. Pink, green, blue—a flurry of colored feathers as they hurried to Silver’s side.

One planted a light peck on his cheek, another nibbled on the ribbon trailing from his bouquet. The third paved his way, trumpeting the arrival of a prince, pure of heart, with his beloved animal companions.

It was as though Mother Nature's messengers had come out to wish Silver a happy birthday.

Idia was almost mesmerized by the sight.

Almost.

“Silver-shi really does belong in a whole new world… far, far away from me!!”

#twst #Silver #Idia Shroud #twisted wonderland #twst imagines #disney twisted wonderland #Silver birthday takeover #something no one asked for #spoilers #twisted wonderland imagines #twst scenarios #twisted wonderland scenarios #I made various anime references in this one www #Silver really is too good for NRC

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madstronaut · 3 months

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it is currently madstro'clock and it is FaFiCoWriYear in this house

the original FaFiCoWriMo post feels too long to keep reblogging but I'm choking laughing right now because I decided to link it and this image above is what I see - FUCK IT WE BALL 😂😂😂😂😂😂 (truly my whole tumblr vibe)

me: gonna plug away at commenting on all the fics I’ve read lately that I love hmm should take a break

also me: *takes break by looking for other fics to read*

I was completely taken off-guard by stumbling on this fic while mindlessly scrolling on tumblr and having it show up in my recs, so yes i live-blogged by reading even though I HAVE SO MANY OTHER DRAFTS OPEN BUT IT'S COS I END UP RE-READING CERTAIN FICS OVER AND OVER AND I KEEP FINDING NEW COMMENTS TO WRITE IM STILL THINKNIG OF COMMENTS I MISSED ON FICS I ALREADY COMMENTED ON BUT ANYWAY AHEM-

without further ado, pls stay for the rambly thoughts, then flee in fright because of the increasing levels of unhinged commentar-

Reading: Touch-starved Nikto fic series by @keysorsomething

- "his current running theory was that you must have some form of brain damage. Perhaps you were dropped as a baby."

hehehehehehehe i swear nikto writers capture what i think would be his sense of humor with bullseye accuracy imho

- “His bright blue eyes broke through the dim lighting as if they were backlit by two LED bulbs in his skull.”

“You crack your eye open, meeting his piercing blue stare, like hot water down the back of your shirt.”

OMG TRULY THIS ENCAPSULATES THE EXPERIENCES OF BEHOLDING HIS EYES/WHAT I IMAGINE EYE CONTACT WITH NIKTO IS LIKE???

- “Maybe you could weird him out enough for him to leave you be..?”

literally held my breath reading the next few paragraphs til I read “He’s very gentle”

I don’t know what exactly it is about gentle touch but it can cut through people’s armor & walls like butter IRL and in fic and I JUST *am exploding, cannot type further*

- “His eyes looked like he was blinking on occasion, which was actually mildly upsetting because there goes your Christmas present for him.”

honestly what a thoughtful gift for the reader to get him eyedrops lmao *tell me u have a crush without telling me u have a crush, oh nothing just got you an extremely specific gift cos I noticed small details about you*

- “Did this count at fraternization?”

LMAO READER THIS MADE ME CRY LAUGHING “Im SORRy i woNT TOUCH HIM WITH TWO FINGERS AGAIN, IM SORRY I MISSED IT IN MY CONTRACT COS I WAS TOO BUSY STARING AT ALL THE $$$$-

- “I wanna know what’s up-” you pause “-man,” you tack it on, but quickly feel like you shouldn’t have. Who the fuck calls a guy like this man?

omg I am alr in love i fucking looooove awkward!readers

- trope alert trope alert trope alert STORAGE CLOSET READER? REALLY? (yes please god yes im so happy rn)

i would like to kneel before this all-powerful goofy ass awkward adorable reader who has nikto scared in a closet looking for ways out

- “Not like that,” You correct, and he just eyes you more confusedly. “I mean, not yet..? Look,” You sigh,”

the “i mean, not yet” - like omg nikto if i was in ur shoes hearing this i would have to suppress the strong urge to immediately make out and probably fail to stopper the hearts exploding from my body (and ofc hide the involuntary boner popping maybe hello?)

- ““See you tonight,” Klaus mocks.”

i pity these fools, reader has just tamed nikto, i would beat all their asses immediately singlehandedly from the sheer high and power trip i would be on

- if someone referred to me as ‘one of the three snoopiest bitches on base’ i would get it tattooed on my collarbones probably

- ‘being called into König’s office and being scolded about fraternizing’ - thisisaniktoficstopthirstingforkonigthisisaniktoficstopthirstingforkonigthisisaniktoficstopthirstingforkonigthisisaniktoficstopthirstingforkonigthisisaniktoficstopthirstingforkonigthisisaniktoficstopthirstingforkonigthisisaniktoficstopthirstingforkonig

- ‘His guns are neatly lined up against the wall, biggest to smallest.’

CUTECUTECUTECUTECUTECUTE omg i just know he prob has nicknames for them too

- ““Нет,” He replies firmly. He’s in more comfortable clothes, something you’ve never seen before.”

i am probably dating myself here but at the tight t-shirt and sweats description all i hear is BOWCHICKAWOWOWOWWWWW

- “Your eyes stay on him intensely as he lays down in the bed, sliding under the covers. “You are here to help us sleep,”

ok all my horniness left me (ok almost all not all of it of course not i would die) and i just felt so tender and awwwwwwww of it all, esp. the reader comparing his grip to a child with their lovie :(

- “You see the faint, deep-brown shaping of his brows, his long eyelashes, the scar that covers the right side, but most importantly, the pale gleam of his skin in the little light.

He had washed the eyeblack off. And he had done it just for you.”

I am left speechless here; the buildup to this scene is storytelling and climactic perfection in my opinion

then i clicked on next part and it is titled “caught” and i screamed out loud lol

- “You dare to even think you want the world to melt away, for time to be this moment and this moment alone, always and forever, but should you really let him boss you around like that?”

looooooooove, totally captures that feeling when u have one of those 'time stands still/you wished time stood still' moments IRL

also YES READER WITH A SPINE/BRAIN IS ALSO MY OTHER KINK

- also as much as ive somehow developed a bizarrely unquenchable thirst for graves (do not @ me, i know, i have problems and I love it) canon graves is exactly how id imagine he’d be like in this fic esp with the constant mansplaining

- "How do you deny a masked man who’s speaking in his mother tongue?"

YOU CANT. YOU JUST CAN’T! IT’S A LAW OF NATURE. IT IS SCIENTIFIC FACT. IT IS IRREFUTABLE. IT IS ABSOLUTE TRUTH. IT IS DIVINE DOGMA. IN THIS ESSAY I WILL-

- “When you look into his eyes, you feel like he wants nothing more than to touch you, and you feel he agrees that this moment is ever so precious. But he doesn’t want to touch you. Perhaps he’s afraid, or perhaps he doesn’t like his face being touched, so he won’t touch yours. The Golden Rule and all that.”

“It’s all the best thing to ever happen in this place, and you have a feeling it’s the best thing to have ever happened to him.”

““Nikto?” You ask, voice soft and wavering, like if you speak too loud you’ll create a rip in space-time and it will have never happened.”

again i feel like someone has snipershot me to the heart with tenderness, everything about this fic and the premise just speaks to a core desire i have to create moments like this, to bypass someone’s armor and touch their heart, and be a source of healing for hurt just by the gift of our mere presence and vice versa - and have this moment and memory become an indescribable source of light and strength in dark and dreary times to be taken out and relived over and over again as needed (or is it just me that does this lol idk)

fanfic writers never change and keep creating pls <3 ur words create worlds that inspire and brighten our IRL world <3

- i am deeply moved by the indescribable tenderness of nikto waking reader up by softly patting their cheek - this man known and infamous for his harshness and aggression - UNF

- “As always, they are an icy blue that doesn’t match the feeling of having them on you at all. But by now they feel so much cooler than before, like a warm hug or a heated blanket instead of a hot iron.”

if you’ve known any blue-eyed folx up close i have most def seen their eye color change with emotions, sooo fascinating and hot

- ummmmm my jaw fucking dropped when i realized he leaned in…TO KISS HER? I THOUGHT HE WAS ALSO GONNA REST HIS EYES AND JUST SLEEP FOR A BIT NEXT TO HER? OMG the emotional rOLLERCOASTER THIS STORY HAS TAKEN ME ON *running to download it as we speak*

- BUT aHHHH HTHE ACTUAL SCREAM WHEN READER RUNS INTO KONIG

- omg when reader starting sniffling i just want to hug her and also go back in the room and yell at konig OMG YOU MADE OUR HIGHLY TRAINED PMC-LEVEL KILLER READER CINNAMON ROLL CRY I WILL HURT YOU SIR IDK HOW COS IM LIKE 5’2 BUT IF I HAVE TO CLIMB U LIKE A TREE TO DO SO I WILL TO GET IN YOUR FACE-

- “Who the hell can you trust? Both not to talk, but also with Nikto.” - ends up being Velikan meanwhile me busy shredding the post-it behind my back hoping/suggesting it’s dmitry bale and trying not to cry- (ignore me dmitry is my current hyper fixation)

- i wont lie i am both so heart warmed by how tender and sweet reader is for being so good at reading body language and also laughing my ass off at her having this kinda complicated conversation with velikan who does not talk, mostly growls also while typing this his name autocorrected to pelican and i cannot stop fucking laughing

- omg DMITRY REFERENCE I SCREAMED OUT LOUD (it’s like 1130pm where i am, sorry to my apt neighbors)

- also omg i am crying at this allegiance letter with sputnik, i love both how thoughtful and it is and how it highlights each member and their personality - and that the return of sputnik returned some good memories back to nikto <3, shoutout to any PTSD folx who also deal with blankouts, flashbacks, and having good memory recall be a total struggle street - i think i would openly sob if someone did for me the emotional equivalent of what velikan (and allegiance and by extension reader) did for nikto here with sputnik <3 (and now im remembering IRL times people have done this for me and now im crying omg THE POWER OF FANFIC Y’ALL)

-AH YEGOR CAMEO? MY FAVORITE UKRAINIAN OPERATOR IN ALL OF COD? (madstro, there’s only one ukrainian operat-SHUT UP I SAID MY FAVORITE UKRAINIAN OPERATOR SHOWED UP)

- also i love how Velikan is written here - “This motherfucker was going to get him put on Fatal Attractions.” i would chill and fuck with him and also probably kill for him hahaha jk or am i-

- very into this irresponsible driver yet simultaneously responsible dog dad rodion rn

- also love the small touch of velikan removing his mask to look yegor in the eye asking if krueger is dead or not

the absolute ride this fic took me on???? incredible incredible incredible this is going in my list of top favorite COD fics @keysorsomething and if i could boost this in the nikto fics tag i would but i'll mostly just be salivating here in the corner over this fic in the meantime, tyvm <3

#madstrothought #FaFiCoWriMo #call of duty #nikto #Keysorsomething #touch-starved nikto fics #The Shape #Easing Into It #Into The Hyena's Den #SPUTNIK the hyena #Bright & Early #Unprofessional #Everyone has a Reason to Stay (Primireniye)

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okay as someone who has never actually been on an irl date before could we please get ''i've never really… been on a date before.'' with marcus pike!!!!! <3 i feel like he'd be really really sweet and kind about it

Hi bby! Here is some sweetness for us all. Marcus is the PERFECT choice for this. Thank you for this lovely prompt!

The Not-First Date

Marcus Pike x f!reader ; ~1k words ; SO fluffy. A little bit of language and doubt.

Office parties are the worst.

Especially when you’re the new girl.

You clutch your drink to your chest and try not to look awkward as you lean against the back wall in your cute yellow dress. You picked it for the little embroidered daisies along the bottom of the skirt and the fact that it has pockets. You had only worked at the FBI for about three weeks, happily settling in to your new desk job. You were friendly and talkative with people that you got to know, but for the most part you kept to yourself in new social situations.

Like this one. You knew you needed to make an appearance but you kept checking your phone to see if a socially-acceptable amount of time had passed so that you could leave. It hadn’t.

You sigh and look down at your feet.

“These things are so boring, aren’t they?” A voice startles you, and you turn to see the handsome Agent Pike lean against the wall next beside you, crossing his arms and looking out at the room.

“Um, it’s not bad,” you offer half-heartedly. He chuckles, seeing right through your lie. You think his smile might make you melt into a puddle where you stand.

“I’m Marcus Pike, Art Crimes division.” The introduction is unnecessary, you know exactly who he is. You’ve seen him around the building and heard people talk about the whip-smart agent. How is he so devastatingly charming, and so quickly? You wish you had even half of the confidence and ease he demonstrates daily.

You give him your name and the department where you’re working. He makes a funny joke about your boss’ excessive plant collection, and you find yourself immediately more at ease than you’ve been all night. The conversation progresses easily and you both slowly turn your bodies towards each other as you talk over the next hour, until you’re both facing each other with your shoulders leaned against the wall.

“Need a refill?” he asks, pointing to your lemonade that you’ve been nursing all night.

“What I really need is some food. What kind of party is this without food?” you wonder out loud.

“Mostly people just drink at these things. But hey, I know a good spot around the corner that’s open late. Do you want to get out of here and grab a bite?” he asks hopefully.

Your mind goes into full panic mode, and it must read all over your face.

Marcus’ face falls. “Oh, it’s ok. It’s fine. We can stay. Or- or I can just leave you alone. I’ve taken up way too much of your time. I’m so sorr-”

You interrupt his rambling. “No, it’s totally fine. I-I would like that. I need to see where the locals eat, I’m new in town and haven’t eaten out anywhere yet.”

He grins and grabs your empty glass, setting it down with his lukewarm beer. A quick three-block walk lands you at a diner where time has seemingly stood still, black and white tiled floor and all. Marcus beelines for a booth in the back, and you just know that this is his regular spot.

Marcus orders a Rueben sandwich, and you miss the way his lips quirk into a smile when you order pancakes. The conversation is so easy, both of you feeling like you can really open up with each other. Marcus alludes to past relationships, you change the topic so that you don’t have to talk about that. An hour and a half later, your plates long cleared and stale coffees refilled twice, you both know that it’s time to say goodbye. But neither of you want to leave, afraid to burst the bubble of these last few perfect hours.

You speak up first. “I hate to say it, but I should probably catch a Lyft home. I don’t usually do the Metro this late at night, I don’t know the stops that well.” You fiddle with the daisies on your dress under the table, feeling your heart sink that the evening has to come to a close.

Marcus shakes his head. “No way, they’ll charge you an arm and a leg. I can drive you home,” he says, motioning for the check.

Your brain goes into panic mode. Does he think something is going to happen now? Shit, you shoudn’t have flirted with him like that. He probably thinks you owe him something now. Oh god, he’s paying the check. Maybe you can slip him a twenty dollar bill and call it even.

Marcus is keenly observent, the job demands it, but you have no poker face whatsoever. He can tell you’re freaking out.

He hands over his credit card to the waitress and considers you. “Listen, I’m sorry. I’m not suggesting anything at all, I just want to make sure you get home safe. I have a…history of moving a little too quickly with women that I like and I’m trying to be better.”

Women that he likes…Oh my god.

The words you’ve been holding inside for the past hour just tumble out of your mouth, much to your complete horror. “Marcus, it’s okay. Really. I’m just a little awkward about this all. I’ve never really…been on a date before. Not that this is a date or anything. I’m sorry. Ignore me.” You feel your face heat up and wish that you could teleport out of this diner to literally any other spot in the universe.

He reaches across the table and rests his hand on yours. “You’re not awkward. You’ve been the best part of my evening. Hell, of my whole week. What if…this was a first date. Then it’s out of the way, nothing more to worry about. Then maybe next week we could go on a second date? If you want?”

You smile at him. “Yeah. I want.”

#LOVE YOU #marcus pike #marcus pike x f!reader #fluff city #drabble #day 6 of 14?#let's pretend i posted this 30 mins ago when it was still Saturday #thank you

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I know this is all very new to me, that one someone who gets in my head and doubts things a lot and also that everyone’s experiences are different. So I could very easily change my mind on this.

But I feel like media as a whole , at least the stuff I’ve consumed , has always done the best job of highlighting just how much a relationship really is just like a best friendship.

I know before I ever properly had one I just viewed it as this separate thing. I still wanted who I dated to be my best friend, but I guess I never knew what that would feel like. I think it’s also just brought to life how I’m not very good in the friend department lol.

I get in my head a lot about this stuff. I keep thinking oh no am I not feeling what I’m supposed to feel. Should it be more of this and less of that. Should I be doing this instead. Am I moving too slow. Am I moving too fast. It’s easy to give myself all those questions since we don’t live near each other either. The slip to feeling self conscious when someone is just on a screen is very quick I think. But I look back to all the times irl and it’s just nice. Plain and simple nice. I don’t even really worry about it all that much in the moment because I genuinely just feel like I’m hanging out with my best friend. We link arms and kiss and have sex and all that, and I enjoy it and find her desirable in that way, but more then anything I really do wholeheartedly feel like I’m just having a fun time with my friend.

I guess since my scaffolding for relationships while growing up has been from fiction or dysfunctional heterosexual relationships I was going in a bit blind. Growing up it was like you had your partner and you had your friends. They were completely seperate in what they offered you. And romance books / fanfiction very heavily dive into the hard hitting emotions and glorification of finding a piece of yourself somewhere else.

Ive found for myself it’s nothing like that. I thought it was once, when I was with my. But also I wasn’t with her for very long and she was my first girlfriend. My first time being gay in person. Of experiencing certain things I’d only read about. I didn’t get enough time with her to get to this point.

And it’s still VERY early days. So I know I have a long way to go in understanding myself and my feelings and what they mean. And I know I’ll still have days where I get insecure and overanalyse stuff , to try and put myself into the boxes the world have put around me, get frustrated at myself for not doing things the way I feel like I need to. But I also know I just feel nice. To some nice might be too low of a word. Too small. Not grand enough. Not filled with enough love. However a lot of my bad emotions are overwhelming strong and exhausting. Even good ones sometimes have been really strong to the point where the drop really hurts.

I like something being nice. I like it being slow. Being nice fills like calm seas after years of rough ones. I also know it’s probably because I’m just stupidly mentally ill and depressed, so I might never feel that true rush of long term happiness I want to. But this is still really good. I might not have a bright sun and rainbows over my little boat. But it’s calm and stopped raining. I can look around a bit and share it with my best friend.

That type of nice seems really good to me. It’s comforting. It’s not what I had built in my head a romantic relationship necessarily was, but I think I like the reality more. At least when I’m not feeling insecure over it and comparing myself to either fictional and or heterosexual standards.

#personal

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A Jolly Odd Christmas, 003- The soldiers

I'm admittedly a bit late to this! I wanted to write a chapter every 5 days, but because of IRL things, I was too tired to get to this. So the final chapter WILL be at the latest posted on December 30th, but I hope by then you still have some holiday cheers to enjoy the finale! For now, enjoy the chapter!

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You forgot exactly when you fell asleep, but it was a nice, long, relaxing rest after the time you spent with Jack Frost. All you remember was the feelings you had as you drifted off to sleep. Pleasant, comforting, safe yet again. Waking up however, you were nudged by someone.

“Hey. Little Buddy. You up?” Huh? Who was that?

You woke up…at a much more familiar place than before. You could smell peppermint coffee, and saw you were laid down on the sofa of an office area. Oh! You were back at the factory! This wasn’t Mr. Cedar’s office, but you could hear the sounds of the workers outside from before, and saw above you there were two nutcracker guards. One of them also seemed oddly familiar. Odd because you realized….

These nutcrackers seemed to have the same face built for them. A strong jawed, handsome, broad nosed masculine face. Only difference between the two of them was that the more familiar one had a tanner complexion, with long curly brown hair and a thin pencil mustache. The other was paler, with shorter blonde hair and silver-gray eyes.

“I’m…back at the factory?” you looked around.

“Yeah! Apologies for the uh…incident,” the brown haired nutcracker clasped his hands together with an awkward smile. Huh. From before, he seemed a bit more stone faced and serious, not really an expression. Both of these men were emoting just fine, like they weren’t wood and metal automatons. Just two large people.

“I mean…I sorta saw what happened, it’s not your fault,” you looked around. “But how did I get here?”

“We were sent on a search mission for you, only a select few of us to not raise suspicion,” the blonde nutcracker said. “We found you just outside of the woods asleep on a buncha pillows. Weird place to fall asleep but okay.” Oh…that weird old bastard dropped you off there. You figured he knew a nice safe place to leave you while these two picked you up…so you supposed it was fine. For now.

“I’m actually happy to be back here, where’s Mr.-”

“YOU!” Mr. Cedar burst through the door with another elf by his side. “Oh thank goodness you’re okay! I heard you were captured! Dammit, we need to get better security around here…”

“Mr. Cedar! Oh it’s great to see you!” You stood up and ran over for a hug. Mr. Cedar went bright red in your arms, before gently nudging himself out the hug.

“U-uh, well uh…so, we should be getting to business. It turns out somehow, somewhere you were found out and so those nasty little dwarves probably want to find you and of course, eat you. We can’t have a death here, so before anything else happens, we have to get Mr. Claus on the horn ASAP. I don’t want to bother him with this sort of thing, but he’s the only man who can properly deal with this and send you back home. “

“So…I get to go there and talk to him?” you asked.

“Yes, and this time you’ll have guards, proper guards so that this won’t happen again.” You looked up, wearily, at the two nutcrackers. You were caught BECAUSE of some nutcracker who was…corrupted? Glitched? Whatever that was, and you were unsure you wanted to put your trust in another one.

“What happened last time won’t happen again…right?”

“Oh no no no!!” The blonde nutcracker waved his hands. “Poor Clack here just ended up targeted by those poor fellas, but he’s fixed up! And we have precautions against that now!”

“Deepest Apologies…” Clack bowed his head. “Once I came to I realized I wasn’t of sound mind, and that those fiendish dwarves played me like some sorta puppet! I’m so glad you were here for me, Ruffle…”

“Anything for a friend,” the blonde nutcracker, Ruffle, put a hand on Clack’s shoulder. “Since our job is to protect you, dear human, get ready for a bit of travel. Mr. Claus’s place is a pretty decent way’s away from here, so let’s get a move on!”

“Can I uh, can I just relax here, first? Just for a few minutes before we leave?” you asked, glancing over at Mr. Cedar. “I also need to do a few things.”

“Of course!” Both Clack and Ruffle said in unison. “We have to get things ready anyhow, so we'll be back to retrieve you!” Both large robotic men left the office, and with that, Mr. Cedar and you were left all on your own. It was silent for a bit, but you sat back down, a small nervous smile on your face.

“I’m sorry for being such a nuisance, I know you have a lot to do,” you said.

“No need to apologize, I thought about what you said the other day,” Mr. Cedar sat down next to you. “And you were right. Before I discovered that you were taken, the next morning I went to talk to some of the managers, and ask if I could outsource some of the work to them so that there was less of a workload on myself. Wanna know what they said?”

“...What did they say?”

“Well…well they laughed at me and asked if I was replaced by some magical doppelganger. But they agreed to that, and so now, work is still hard but now there's less of that hard work for me to do.” You smiled, leaning back in your seat.

“I hope that goes well then,” you replied. “I’d say all that stress would send you to an early grave…but I mean, you’re pretty old, I think. How old are you?”

“Now now, it’s rude to ask a man for his age,” Mr. Cedar wagged his finger at you. “But I can at least say I’ve been around far, far longer than you. Magic sorta keeps the likes of myself and many folks you see here around for a lot longer than humans. At least…humans that don’t interact with us too often.”

“So uh…what’s going to happen once I’m gone, then?” you asked. Mr. Cedar paused, looking away for a second.

“Well uh…you’ll go back, and you’ll forget any of this ever happened,” he answered. “This will all just be a dream that’ll fade the moment you wake up, and you’ll go about your regular life.” That…honestly seemed a bit sad. Your shoulders slumped, and you looked down at your lap, a bit sad.

“Oh…okay…”

“I know, I don’t like it either, but rules are rules,” Mr. Cedar placed a hand on your shoulder. “But I missed coming in contact with a human. It’s been a very, very long time. You’re a breath of fresh air, even if we haven’t known each other for very long.”

“I mean…well…if I’ll be gone and forget all of this…could I have just one request before I leave?” you asked.

“Hm…oh yes of course, what is it?”

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“So you were listening in on them the entire time?” Ruffle asked. “Damn, I didn’t think Mr. Cedar was that sorta man.”

“I heard rumors floating about,” Clack shrugged. “I thought it was just normal stuff till I heard all that bang bang banging around. That man’s a freak, who knew?” Clack knocked on the door to alert they were back, and when the two were let in, they saw Mr. Cedar…and another elf, one that looked a lot like you, but still was just an elf.

“Uh…where’s the human person?” Clack asked.

“Oh, Clack, Ruffle, they’re right here,” Mr. Cedar gestured to you, going over to gently pat the hat you had on. “This is a magic little hat I managed to find in my desk, old but it works. Now they can walk amongst other elves and nobody will ever know. Which also makes them less of a target.”

“I hope this isn’t too much, but I had one last request to make before leaving,” you said. “I hope it’s not a burden, I wanted to take a tour of the city before going home. It’s pretty out there, and I don’t think I’ll have another opportunity to do that. Even if I forget all this ever happened, I at least want to, you know…experience it.” The two nutcrackers looked at each other, but had pretty satisfied grins on their faces.

“Oh that’s perfect for us!!” Ruffle grinned. “That’s basically a free vacation day for either of us, and all we have to do is protect you!”

“We can do that no problem at all!” Clack gave you a salute. “Cmon then buddy, let's go!”

“Yep, let's go!!” Clack and Ruffle grabbed your hands on both sides, practically lifting you off your feet to take you out.

“Goodbye, Mr. Cedar!” you grinned and waved his way, and he waved back, a smile on his face as the door closed behind you.

“We got permission to ride the new fancy sleds we’ve been making!” Clack grinned. “More discreet, and oh man they’re handsome!”

“No deer required, just the power of pure elven magic!” Ruffle had a skip in his step. “You’ll like it, I promise you that!” You were taken down the rather active halls of the factory, and you felt more at ease just walking around in this disguise. Though being 4 feet tall was quite weird to you…everything felt bigger but at the same time since the architecture was made for this size, just right at the same time.

The two lead you to what looked to be a sorta…landing strip, and being polished up was a rather large sled, with several tall well built reindeer men inspecting it over a few times. And as you were looking on with a bit of curiosity, Clack and Ruffle brought you over to another sled…but one that appeared to be more mechanical in nature. Built similarly to Santa’s sled, but with a closed top, and with treads replacing the blades of a regular sled.

“Is that our ride?”

“Heck yeah it is!” Clack grinned. “This beauty’s just a tester. The folks say that it probably won’t be something too useful for everyday what with the train system being as good as it is, but it doesn’t hurt to have an extra option or two!”

“And we get to ride it!!!” Ruffle squealed with delight. “Cmon cmon hop on!” With very little protest, you were shoved into the sled. This one definitely wasn’t made for the elves, because you felt like a pet in the backseat of a car with the sheer size of this compared to how easily Clack and Ruffle slid in, with you smushed in between them.

“So then little buddy, where to?” Clack asked.

“Anywhere big and active and festive, spare no expense!” you said with a grin on your face. You were honestly excited, possibly the most excited you’ve been this entire time here. Yes you were going to forget all this the time you came back home, but at the same time..it would be fun to enjoy it while you could. With a flick of a switch and a turn of a handle, it started slow, but the sled went out the landing zone at a pretty fast pace down the stone, you almost weren’t ready for it, but after getting used to it it just felt like you were riding on some much faster tractor than anything else.

“So uh, y/n was it? You’re the first human we’ve ever met,” Ruffle said

“To be honest I thought you’d look a bit different than I thought humans look. You’re just a taller elf, sorta like Mr. Claus,” Clack continued.

“Mr. Claus huh? I saw his picture at- at somewhere around here before getting kidnapped. What’s he like?” you asked.

“Well…we haven’t met him in person, BUT!!” Ruffle spoke up. “We’ve heard so much about the guy! Big, handsome, and super super nice to the folks around town! Not just some jolly round old guy either!”

“I heard he’s got some muscle on him!” Clack flexed his arm, and to your surprise you could see his muscles flex like he was made of flesh. “Bet underneath that coat he’s got some beef to him! Some big tough wrestlers build!” You leaned back in your seat, trying to imagine that, and thinking about the portrait you saw at Jack Frost’s mansion. A large, burly, round bellied older man with that nice, kind smile and curly cloud-like hair…that’s actually not too bad sounding…

“Oh! y/n!” Ruffle spoke up, snapping you out of your thoughts. “So how were you doing with Mr. Cedar? He seems like a hardass, hope he didn’t treat you uh…too roughly…” You raised an eyebrow at that. What did he…surely Ruffle didn’t hear…

“What do you…?”

“Oh uh, look!” Ruffle brought the sled to a stop, and very quickly took you out the sled. What you saw looking out the window of Mr. Cedar’s office was absolutely nothing compared to looking at all of this from up close. You lived in the city before, you’ve seen the bright lights, the gorgeous trees, the decorations strewn about every December as you walked along the snowy streets, be it day or night. And yet you were still awestruck at the magic of the bright lights, the massive, massive pine trees, the buildings with folks in the windows dancing or cooking or just relaxing with a drink. The streets were busy, though some folks stopped to stare at the sled you three just rode in on, but nevertheless continued on their merry way.

The shops had big bright windows with clothes, toys, candy, jewelry, so many things on display, with elves coming in and out, packing up their own gifts for one another. If you looked closely, you could even see some of the elves in there working away at making their own toys and clothes. Everything seemed so happy, so bright, so filled with life in every corner you looked. Your head was practically spinning from all of this, and Clack seemed to see that you looked close to fainting from the sheer awe of it all. He went and very gently patted your head, looking down with a smile on his face.

“It’s nice isn’t it?” he asked. “We’re gonna make sure you have a lotta fun.”

“I trust you guys to do that!” you smiled. “There’s so much here, oooo it’s perfect!!”

“Then let’s not waste anymore of the day just looking!” Ruffle grabbed you, picking you up to carry you on his shoulder. “Let’s go then little buddy!”

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This was probably the most fun you had in a while. When Clack and Ruffle told you you were going to have a fun time, they weren’t kidding. Looks like Mr. Cedar gave them a fair bit of money JUST to spend on you, and they took you shopping for snacks, some cake, and you got to try elk meat for the first time! After that with the lakes being frozen over, you went ice skating…albeit, very poorly, and the two nutcrackers practically had to carry you the entire time so you wouldn’t constantly eat shit on the ice. You couldn’t really buy any of the clothes you were looking at, since even if you wouldn’t remember all this, they would be too small when you got back home anyway…but that didn’t stop you from gleefully trying them on with Clack and Ruffle very excitedly encouraging you, hunched over in very small seats for them.

As the day grew darker and the night came in, Clack and Ruffle had taken you out to the fair at the very heart of the city. You recognized the massive ferris wheel located in the center of town, and it was even more marvelous up close. Your feet started to hurt at this point, so you sat, waiting for Clack to bring back some snacks while Ruffle sat next to you.

“How’ve you been enjoying the day?” Ruffle turned to you, casually kicking his feet in the snow.

“It’s been great, I’ve had a lotta fun here!” you leaned against him, closing your eyes a bit. “Shame I’ll forget this all when I’m gone. But I have family and friends back home. If I could, I'd come here to visit during the holidays.”

“Awww, I’d love to have you visit, you’re a peach!” Ruffle wrapped an arm around you. “I am gonna miss this, everyone’s been busy preparing for the holidays. Little to no breaks even for the likes of us.”

“I’ve been meaning to ask, what is it exactly you guys do?”

“Oh! I mean, there’s not much to say. We’re bodyguards, handymen, protectors, all that sort. It’s a simple job, I mean I hope it is, because I was literally built for that. Now can I ask you a question?” You raised an eyebrow, but nodded.

“So…what were you and Mr. Cedar up to when you two were together?” That made you shoot up from your seat all of a sudden, eyes wide and faced hot and flustered despite the cold weather.

“O-oh uh…well,” you looked away from him. “I saw that Mr. Cedar was stressed out from work…so I uh…gave him some advice is all!”

“Advice eh?” Ruffle smiled, a very smug smile as he leaned back in his seat. “Trying to get him to relax huh? He’s seemed happier lately despite all the stuff he’s had to do. That advice must’ve been amazing~!”

“Oh hush, why are you asking this all of a sudden?” you pouted, crossing your arms.

“Well uh…how about I ask you when Clack comes back? You did want a chocolate peppermint donut after all.” And like on cue, Clack was there carrying the snacks you had asked for, a smile on his face.

“I’m back! Hope I didn’t take too long!” he grinned.

“Oh you came just in time!!” Ruffle greeted him. “Now we can ask about that ‘thing’ we were talking about earlier.”

“The thing…?” There was a pause, before Clack realized what his buddy was talking about.

“Ohhhhhh the thing! Oh yeah!! So!” Clack handed you the food before clasping his hands together. “We have a…proposal.”

“So, you are the first human we’ve seen, and uh…well, okay I’ll be honest,” Ruffle said. “My mind was only partially there when that weird blue crystal messed me up. But I was conscious enough to realize that you and Mr. Cedar Uh…you had your fun. And well…we uh…”

“We had never seen a human this up close before, so we wanted to…” You looked up at both of them, before looking down into their laps, looking back and forth between them. You were curious…did they…?”

“I mean uh, yes, but first off where, and second off how would that work?” you asked. “Are you guys built with uh…?”

“We can show you once we grab the sled and park someplace nice and quiet!” Ruffle looked excited. “Sooo, what do you say?” Both of them had some very excited, happy grins on their faces, and it was so cute and endearing on both of them. You had to hold in a giggle, covering your mouth and looking down at your lap.

“Yanno what? Yeah, I just hope your boss, ole big boy Cedar won’t mind!”

“He won’t! And he doesn’t gotta know anyhow!” Clack leapt up from his seat. “Think of it like…I dunno a study, an experiment! We just wanna see how a cute human like you ticks!”

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It was a lot more quiet where you guys left the sled. The sounds of the fair were long gone, and it was just the night wind blowing outside. The back seat had been flattened out, allowing for a lot more space for the three of you to move around. You were realizing just how small you were now compared to Clack and Ruffle. You had taken the hat off, fully back to your regular size, but despite that you still felt so so small compared to them.

“So uh…are you uh, ready?” Ruffle asked nervously. “We promise we’ll both be gentle.”

“I’m very ready, trust me,” you nodded. “Here, should I…?”

“Actually,” Clack gently places a massive hand on your shoulder. “Let us, if you don’t mind.” You simply nodded, and just like that, you saw Clack’s hand lower down to your hips, one moving to lift your shirt, and the other to tug down your pants. With just how big he was, you almost felt like a doll being gently undressed so your pretty little clothes wouldn’t tear. Clack and Ruffle were both VERY intently staring down at you, almost in awe, like this was some marvelous new sight to both of them.

“So…not too much different from an elf,” Clack very gently rubbed your hips. “But something about you still feels so different, it’s nice~!”

“Let me try too!” Ruffle very gently nudged Clack out the way, leaning down so that he could plant a peck on the lips. You were surprised to feel that…his lips felt soft! They didn’t feel like hard wood at all, so you leaned up and gave him a second kiss to get another feel for his lips, which surprised him quite a bit.

“Oh wow, I didn’t expect that…” you muttered.

“Me…me neither! You’re adorable!!” Ruffle smiled brightly.

“I want a turn too hold on!” Clack grabbed you, pulling you in for a kiss as well, not a quick peck like Ruffle, but rather long, gentle, and slow. You could feel Ruffle wrap an arm around you, leaning in to start kissing at your neck. He noticed after a brief kiss that you had some markings on your body. There were still faint blue markings from Jack, and Ruffle looked rather curious about them.

“How did you get these…?” he asked, tracing a finger along your markings.

“Mm..ah…oh uh…” you pulled from Clack’s kiss. Oh god, Jack could use magic to clothe you and bring you back to safety, but apparently he couldn’t mask these marks. That fuckin bastard... “I just uh…got myself hurt, but don’t worry, kiss there as much as you want to…” Ruffle looked a bit hesitant at first, he didn’t want to hurt you, but you gave him your consent to, and so he started to pay close attention to those marks. He had a tongue, a warm, wet tongue that glided across each mark, and between that and Clack’s gentle kisses, your body shuddered in pleasure from both of them.

Clack grabbed your thigh, taking the time to feel your warm skin underneath his rough, more inorganic feeling hands. You could feel him squeezing you, pinching you, taking his sweet gentle time to just enjoy the feeling of you. Both men seemed excited, happy to get the opportunity to touch you like this.

“You taste…” Clack pulled from the kiss briefly.

“Amazing…” Ruffle moaned breathlessly. You decided to give Ruffle more attention too, and you leaned in and pressed your lips to his, moaning into the kiss while your hands ran through Clack’s shiny golden locks. You practically felt smothered between the both of them the way they gleefully groped you, kissed you, fondled whatever parts they could grab. It was both adorable and arousing how excited they seemed.

Both suddenly pulled away, leaving your back pressed against Ruffle, and your legs spread out. Clack seemed to have a gleeful expression on his face, like he had some surprise.

“Now, Technicallyyyyy, we’re not built with reproductive parts…” he said.

“But…that doesn’t mean we don’t have other tools at our disposal…” Ruffle continued. “Here…” he picked you up, so that his thigh was right between your legs, wrapping an arm around you for support.

“Just tell us to stop anytime, and we’ll stop…” Ruffle smiled, kissing you on the cheek. At that second, you could feel a small vibration between your legs. It left a tingle rushing through your body, before centering right at your core as soon as the vibrations got less and less faint. You brought your hand to your mouth, face flushed while your entire body shuddered in pleasure.

“Does that feel good…?” Clack asked softly. Your whimpers were muffled against your hand, but you nodded, moving your hips against Ruffle to feel the vibrating under you even harder. You could feel his pants getting soaked underneath you, already you were becoming a dripping mess, and all you could do was try and muster a weak apology.

“I-I…that’s an…” you whimpered. In turn, Ruffle just kissed your cheek.

“It’s okay, it’s okay, don’t apologize, I want you to feel good,” Ruffle reassured you. “You’re so cute, moan as much as you want.”

“B-but what if someone hears us…?”

“Oh we’re parked a good ways away, don’t worry!” Clack kissed you as well, bringing a hand between your legs so he could gently rub your clit. Both sensations made you jolt up, taking your hands off your mouth to grip Clack’s shirt.

“Fuck!! Oh goddd!!” you moaned, much louder than before.

“Oh look at you! You’re soaked, we knew you’d like this!” Ruffle grinned. “Just keep grinding against my leg, come on now. Be as self indulgent as you’d like~!” And self indulgent you were. The friction, the feeling of both Ruffle wrapping his arms around you and Clack massaging your clit with his massive fingers. Both men just seemed to be watching you. Paying attention to your expression and your movements, both out of curiosity and joy that they were pleasuring you so well.

“You’re very pretty like this, you know?” Clack kissed your lips, followed by your neck, right under your ear where Jack left another mark on you. “I hope enough people tell you how nice you look.”

“Especially when you’re this close to cumming~!” Ruffle leaned his head against the nap of your neck. “Cmon now, we wanna know how you sound when you’re ready to burst, go on~!” The vibrations got more intense. Both men were so much more feverish and excited with their movements. The kissing, the fondling…too much, it was too too much. You wanted to hug them both, and tried to wrap one arm around both of them as you cried out in pleasure. Oh god…you made an absolute mess on yourself already. The vibrations against Ruffle’s thighs died down, but you still tried to lazily hump him, even after such a loud orgasm. Both men kissed you, and Ruffle lifted your legs up, locking them in his arms and leaving you in an almost full Nelson grip, completely at the two men’s whims like this.

You only let out a weak yelp, you were nearly limp in his grip, like some little ragdoll for them to play with.

“Keep 'em like that, Ruffle,” Clack said. “I got a much better angle now, you ready, dear?”

“Y-y-yessss…Yes I am…~!” you moaned.

“Perfect~!” Clack pressed his fingers back up against your folds, only this time, the same vibrating sensation you felt against Ruffle, was now all focused onto Clack’s fingers. And this time, you could feel them slowly slide into you.

Oh…oh wow, his fingers were thick…two of them were already stretching you out, vibrating so, so hard inside you, your nerves felt like they were on fire.

“How’s that feel…?” Clack asked. “Again…just give us the word and we can stop anytime you want us to.”

“N-no, no it feels, it feels…!” You cried out in ecstasy, his fingers were so deep inside you, and they began pumping back and forth, at a mechanical rate, like you were using a sex toy instead of being fingered. That caught you off guard, but in the best way imaginable. You could barely squirm, barely move, all you could do was swing your legs each time you felt a sudden bolt of pleasure from Clack. He saw your expression, your mouth agape as you moaned loudly for both of them, and he looked pretty accomplished with himself.

“We’re doing a good job, right?” he asked.

“You feel good, yeah?” Ruffle added. “We want you to feel really good.”

“A-and I do…ohhh I really do…” you moaned. “Keep going please…please…!” Both Ruffle and Clack looked at each other, excitement in their eyes, and a big happy grin plastered across both their faces.

“We’re so happy we could make you feel good!!” Clack exclaimed with joy. The more joyous he sounded, the faster and harder he was against you, and in response you moaned even louder, barely able to do a thing, completely trapped between the two and stimulated to high heavens. Quicker than you realized, you came against Clack’s fingers. Your throat felt a bit sore already just from moaning as much as you did, and you barely had time to recover from that…before suddenly Ruffle turned you upside down, and you barely had room to breathe as the two were pressed against you from both sides. Your legs wrapped around Ruffle, and both of them seemed to take the time to look at just how soaked you were.

“Oh wow you are soaking wet!” Clack exclaimed. “Mm…I kind of want a taste…”

“Well don’t just stand there then, numbnuts,” Ruffle immediately dove in between your legs, and you felt his hot, wet mouth pressed against you. You were way too sensitive now at this point, and this didn’t make things any better. All you could muster was a weak, yet very pleasured whine, only becoming louder when Clack took the time to lean down and lick and suck on your clit. Both their tongues were taking time to explore your most sensitive parts, swapping their tongues either inside you or tasting your swollen, sensitive clit.

“Fuuuuck…ohhhh fuckkkk!!” you cried out. That was all you could muster before your moaning became completely incoherent and rambled.

“Mmm…oh you taste good~!” Ruffle pulled away briefly.

“Taste amazing more like it~!” Clack moaned. “I’m so glad we did this, you’re practically perfect~!” Both of them dove back between your legs, and you felt like you were gonna pass out at this moment. Not just from the blood rushing from your head, but the fact that there was barely a break before being pleasured all over again.

“I…I…” you could barely utter anything, anything at all. It felt too good and yet it was almost torture having a back to back orgasm. They were both so happy to see how good you felt, and they were both amazing. Your face felt hot, you could feel the blood rushing to your head, and you swore you were close to blacking out. The only thing bringing you back to reality was the fact that you came so suddenly against the both of them, letting out one final squeal of pleasure, before you went completely limp in their arms. Ruffle let go, and let you fall right into Clack’s lap, and you looked completely out of it.

“Oh uh…whoops,” Clack looked down at you, poking your cheeks. “Did we break them?”

“Nahh, let's just get them back to base,” Ruffle took off his jacket, allowing you to use it as a blanket while Clack went to turn on the sled. You were ready to fall asleep in the sled like this. It was relaxing to hear the motor and the treads move against the snow, so you drifted off asleep…

Up until Clack had shaken you awake suddenly. You don’t know how long it was, but you were back in the main city.

“Hey, hey hey hey!!” he said. “Let's help you get your clothes and the hat on, you won’t believe who's in town!”

“H…huh…what…?” you looked up, and saw a crowd out the window. Through that crowd, you saw someone very, very familiar. He stood above the elves all surrounding him, dressed in a nice, sleek red suit with a fluffy white fur coat draped around his shoulders. Gold and white spectacles, dark skin, curly white hair and beard, that large frame of his, and the warm, welcoming smile. You felt a similar excitement that you only remembered when you were young, before you were told Santa Claus was fake. But this was no old guy in a costume, no no, this was the real man.

Just your luck, you could ask him to send you back home!

#cuppimagines #nsft #nsft text #a jolly odd christmas

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monsterritory · 1 year

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HI! AU ANON HERE! Thank you SO MUCH! First of all, Breath of the Wild is fucking badass, so I don’t blame you. Second of all, Thank you for that! I just felt so bad for a long time…..but now, I don’t. I just know that I like those abusive relationships in stories but not in real life and that is absolutely fine!

As for the AU, ;3.

First of all, I adore this whole fucked up version of the Lorax. XD.

Second of all, while Dream is a protector of the woods, he takes things too seriously and too far. This is important. So, when Tommy gives his body to the demon….yeah.

Say that the “cut the trees down” operation was for a lumber company. Dream, using Tommy’s body, causes the forest to go apeshit on these lumber dudes. Some of them are trapped in trees, others are mauled by animals, others are swarmed by hornets.

It’s an absolute massacre…. After all, Father Nature is naturally sadistic towards those who harm nature.

…….And soon, no one is left. None of the bosses or their poor underpaid employees or even the people who were just tagging along for the money. All of them are dead…

Then, momentarily, Tommy wakes up…..to this horrific scene. Dream did this to show him what should happen to those who fuck with the forest.

But this only made the boy feel sick to his stomach. So…..he ran.

My dude (?), the world has yet to have a proshipper that'd be like "oh yeah I totally like violence irl. I go to court just so I can look at people divorcing each other" or whatever.

Alright, to the AU. A fucked up version of Lorax? I love that take.

Dream gets to sing the Bad guy song but its rewritten from the Forest's point of view. Something like,

"Who cares if a few dudes are dying?" I don't know. Just a funny thought. (Someone has probably done this before).

I love that we circled back to giving Dream "black morality" points. Makes Tommy's opinion of him all the more complicated (if it's not just "he is evil" that is.)

There's a quiet moment after all is done, the shock and weight of the situation is setting in as Tommy sits there, and Dream is asking him with such a gentle tone, it's hard to believe he went on a bloody rampage a second ago,

"Why are you sad? We saved the forest. They can't hurt us now."

And that's when Tommy runs. He doesn't want to be a part of that "us" that Dream speaks of. He just wants his normal teenager life back. He wants the lives taken from the people back. But it just can't be done. Life doesn't work like that.

There's a balance between nature and humans, and Dream doesn't understand it.

The sad part is, Tommy can't really run far from something that made home in his own head. The momentary peace that he finds is courtesy of Dream being quiet to give him some time.

Silly child. He just doesn't understand what's truly important. But that's okay. Dream can wait until he does. And even if he doesn't...

...Dream doesn't need his permission to do it all again.

Now the question is, where does Tommy runs to? He stops to ask himself that question.

He could try to find an exorcist. That could help banish the evil spirit. He hopes.

He could run home and ask his parents to hug him and cry while they do. He could apologize for being such a brat and going where he wasn't allowed to, thus causing the deaths of so many innocent people.

Maybe if he says sorry enough times, he could be forgiven?

He could run away. Hitchhike, maybe? Go somewhere where nobody knows him. Teenagers do get hired in some places, he could get a living... Whom is he kidding, a minimum wage is not a living.

Besides, in a few hours all the news channels will have his face and his crime on every screen in the country. There's nowhere he can escape to.

He looks down at his hands. (Were they always this muddy? Is this even mud or blood? He's not sure.)

Can he really run away? Or is there only one way left for him to go...

And that way is back to Dream.

#disc duo #Dreamwastaken #Tommyinnit #Dream SMP #Forest Spirit AU #I mean he can keep running if he wants to #Maybe if he runs fast enough he might just outrun his own shadow

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crowboss-whore · 2 years

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Okay, so, I’m sorry if this pushes any boundaries, but I noticed/read that you are on the AroAce spectrum, specifically relating to/feeling most comfortable with the label “Acesexual” and “demiromantic”.

I was wondering on how/what you felt when finding yourself? I believe I am also within the aroace spectrum, but back in HS I kind of gaslight myself into “liking” someone when all my friends would tease/push me into believing it as well? And the thought of actually being intimate with said person disgusted me, even when I imaged it to be someone else? (Not like they were hideous or anything, but the thought of being intimate with an irl person makes me uncomfortable even though fictional stuff is fine)

SO sorry if this is too personal and pushes your boundaries, please ignore it/trash it if it does!!!

Love your work!!! /srs

Sincerely, a confused 19yo

Oh! No, this isn’t pushing boundaries whatsoever!

I kind of did the same thing back in HS. When my friends would talk abt their active sex lives or of sexual pleasure, I felt confused as to why I never felt interested in doing it. It got to the point where I, too, tried to gaslight myself .

What made me realize that I was Asexual was when I didn’t enjoy the idea of physically having sex. In theory, it sounds funky and cool and I can make the raunchiest most nastiest smut that my friends have ever read. But in practice, it makes me uncomfortable and I feel sick. It confused me and it didn’t help that a lot of people would say those annoying ass comments. “You haven’t met the right one” or “you’ll feel it eventually.” And may the gods forbid every time I had someone say that “something isn’t right” or “you’re not normal” or something akin to that. It’s what had me panic and even get insecure my being.

I came to terms to it after I had found out one of my friends was Aromantic. They gave me a major pep talk and even told me that sexual attraction and romantic attraction are different. Which was the one thing that worried because I do experience romantic feelings but never understood why I never had sexual feelings. Honestly, I’m still thankful for him even if we don’t talk as much anymore.

Figuring out I was Demiromantic was easier than finding out I was ace. It takes me years to like someone— I had a crush on my best friend but it only formed after knowing them for four years. And that’s how most of my crushes went! With a lot of searching, I found out I was considered Demiromantic as the closest term and felt happy with it! Granted, I had the sad experience of my father stating that it’s a made up and not real but… that’s a him issue. Not mine.

Finding what you identify with is a long journey that can even stay until you pass. Either way, you’re completely valid for how you feel and you’re most definitely not alone. Just remember that in the end you’re still you no matter what!

I wasn’t fully in terms with who I was until last year ngl. It took me so long to accept that I was in the aroace spectrum because I was conditioned into believing those are what I should— need, even— to feel. It’s not. You aren’t obligated to feel romantic attraction or sexual attraction. Both of those do not need to be evident within your life whatsoever and that’s completely fine.

It does sound like you’re pretty deep in the aroace spectrum! Which is valid! Don’t ever force yourself to be in a relationship bc then it’s already toxic before it even started. “If it costs you your peace, it’s too expensive” as I tend to say.

Just remember; you’re you and that’s amazing. There’s only one you out there and you should wear it with pride. If someone does something, don’t hesitate to use spite as your fuel! So long as it doesn’t consume you :)

#crow answers #Crow Talks ࿓#anon asks #lgtbqia+#lgtbq community #lgtbq pride #ace pride #asexual #demiromantic #this is a safe space! and I’m more than happy to talk abt my experiences if it means to help others :)

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toomanystoryideas · 5 months

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Alright I’ll be ✨nosy✨ if you’re still willing to talk about it— what’s going on with your roommate?

yeah i’ll talk about it!! i haven’t moved out yet so i guess i’ll update if anyone is curious how that goes. here’s the story because it’s kind of long:

anyway i’m a trans man right, but i’m closeted because it probably wouldn’t be safe to come out to my very republican family, so i basically live my life as a woman. and because it’s not safe for my parents to know this, i keep a list in my notes app of everyone i’ve come out to that i know irl. i made it when i was like sixteen and jokingly called it my “hit list” and never really thought much about it after that except updating it whenever i trusted someone enough to open up to them about my identity

i now attend a university in chicago and i have two roommates and two other suitemates who are all women. i’m not out to them because it just didn’t really come up and i didn’t want to make them uncomfortable rooming with a man yknow? i’m used to being closeted it was okay

anyway about two weeks ago now, on the sunday before halloween, i’m in the common lounge area of the floor we live on talking to a few people i’m out to and i told them about my “hit list”. i was being vague because one of my roommates was there but not really listening and i didn’t want to out myself, but regardless i was saying this in a very jokey and lighthearted way, like, a way that should have made it extremely obvious that i am not going to actually kill anyone. because duh? should be obvious it’s just a joke

fast forward to halloween (tuesday); it’s like 11:30pm and i’m alone in our room almost done with my homework. i get a knock at my door and go to open it to find it’s an RA i’ve never met before, who says we have to have a conversation in the RA office downstairs. he tells me someone who heard me saying this (i have a sneaking suspicion it’s one of my “friends”) reported me and i have to explain myself to a worker on the protocol phone line. so i have to vaguely and very uncomfortably out myself, and i’m really emotional and pissed off, but whatever, i’m told the situation is cleared. (my roommates don’t sleep in our room that night and they told me they just didn’t wanna wake me so they had a sleepover with some of our friends.)

anyway the next morning i’m on the train to come back from a class i have in another part of the city and i get an extremely rude email from a dean of students telling me we have to have a meeting at a specific time; he didn’t even ask for my availability. i think the situation is cleared already but i go anyway, really mad about it. so we meet and he’s SO condescending, talking about how what i did is like yelling “fire” in a crowded theater (not true at all?) but eventually i get through to him and he resolves the situation.

but my roommates don’t sleep in the room that night either, which is when it starts to get weird, so i try to ask but they’re kind of icing me out of our entire friend group. eventually one of them tells me they’ve been told to stay in temp housing and they can’t sleep in our room. they tell me they’re not even supposed to talk to me or know the situation.

so i send an angry email to the dean and he calls me on the phone the next day—patronizing as ever—and i tell my roommates they can come back as soon as they’re back from their weekend trip back to their hometown (because, oh yeah, they’re childhood friends from a small town, and i’m their randomly selected third person)

so they do and everything is normal for a little while, but weirdly they don’t ask about it and don’t want to hear about what happened when i offer to tell them. whatever i just don’t talk about it then and we pretend nothing happened.

until about a week ago when our building’s RD emails all five of us saying we have to have a meeting to “process feelings and impacts” or some shit. none of us can agree on a time until we finally meet two nights ago. and that’s when everything goes to shit, because as soon as i re-explain the situation everyone starts freaking the fuck out

basically they are shaking and/or crying saying shit like “you can never say that in a joking way” “that’s never something to joke about” “i’m just worried l like what if it’s real” “so there is a list” “i’ve had panic attacks” “we all lay awake at night wondering if something will happen” “[other roommate] and i lost a pair of scissors and we were freaking out”

the conclusion of this meeting is that they all want me to leave. over a joke i made one time. and the fucked up part is because the dean cleared me, i don’t have to do anything and nobody from admin can make me leave. but my roommates avoid me at all costs and haven’t even been sleeping in the room or coming in more than like for one second once a day to grab something since that meeting happened. so now i don’t want to stay here anyway, since our whole friend group also lives on this floor of this building and i can’t stand to see them all hanging out without me all the time it’s horrible. but i also live in the best freshman residence hall and we’re all in a living learning community so i don’t want to leave this building

the three options i have right now:

move right now into an open spot on a sophomore-only floor of this building (i want this the most but it is NOT likely admin will let this happen)

move into temp housing in a worse building and then move back into a spot on a freshman floor that will only open up after the semester is over (i want to stay in this building so i’d hate the temp housing plus it’s like moving twice within one school year which sounds like torture)

stay here for the rest of this semester and then move into that spot that will open up after the semester is over (i just want to get out of here atp since half the people that live here are either avoiding me or being avoided by me)

sorry for how long this post is lmfao. i’m having a meeting on monday or tuesday probably to discuss the options and see which one i will go with

#asks #anonymous #long post #like. pretty long. lol

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