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phantomrev · 10 months
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Movie AU Shenanigans
Lloyd and Morro go ghost hunting which ends up on them running back to the monastery
Yes Morros first instinct is to carry Lloyd because he probably would freeze
Bonus:
It was Nyas Idea and they’re definitely showing everyone else
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laugtherhyena · 2 months
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I went to the beach yesterday
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thekatebridgerton · 7 months
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But we all agree that with so many shots of Penelope in her nightgown both in S1 and in s2. There's a guarantee someone special is going to be sneaking into her room in s3 right?
What's up with Penelope not having any privacy? Why are people just going into her room nily willy? What if she wasn't in her pijamas? What if she was naked? At this point Colin could waltz in there without a care in the world while she's dressing and she wouldn't even be surprised.
Actually For all we know homeboy is going to climb trough the window. And not realize her door was unlocked the whole time.
Penelope please stop leaving your room so open to people! Get some home security!!
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sunincapricorny · 1 year
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I woke up like this 😜
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arabela25 · 2 years
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@balkan-ballad ✨twinsies✨
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tender-rosiey · 9 months
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can i have more gojo fluff plsplsplspls i crave for more gojo fluff
gossip — gojo satoru xf!reader
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a/n: gossip with husband gojo is here everyone! next up is sick gojo ;)) ( also sorry to all the stacy's out there; i am sure you are all wonderfull <33)
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you and your husband love shit-talking people and the thing is you don’t even have to say anything. one look at each other and you both know what you’re both thinking.
consequently, it makes you guys absolutely terrible in a meeting.
and this is something that happens ever since you were students.
for example, yaga was lecturing you and the others about something. you and satoru locked eyes for a single moment, looked at yaga, then at each other once again.
both of you are barely able to contain your smiles.
in this relationship, you’re supposed to be the mature one, at least, before gojo mouthed a “tennis ball” pointing at his own head.
it looks like that was your breaking point because you started cackling loudly and almost fell off your chair if it wasn’t for satoru teleporting beside you and holding you up— barely holding back a cackle of his own.
yaga merely sighed, pinching his nose.
you tried your best to breathe out a sorry, but satoru is merciless as he continues joking about his teacher’s hairstyle which makes you laugh even louder.
yaga could smack gojo across the head and lecture you both separately.
but he guesses that with the way gojo’s eyes are brimming with adoration and the way you’re laughing and making the others around you laugh as well, he can let it pass.
even if it’s at his own expense this time.
everyone needed a laughing break every once in a while, especially as sorcerers.
now nothing has changed. you’re both married, completely in love and are teachers.
and you’re supposed to be teaching your class, at the moment.
but your dumbass of a husband thought it would be better to teleport to your favourite café and judge every poor soul out there.
“he looks like he eats deodorant.”
“he looks like he has a body pillow for a wife.”
“she looks like she thinks babies come from storks.”
“she looks like she eats soap and chia seeds for breakfast.”
“satoru, please,” you wheeze, hand over your mouth to muffle your laughs, “I c-can’t take it anymore!”
“but y/n, I can’t help myself! also that couple over there looks like the ones that wear matching hello kitty pijamas.”
you perk up at that, “satoru, we did that too.”
“I know, honey,” he quips, eyes locking with your own, “it’s cool when we do it, not anyone else,” he argues with a proud smile.
you shake your head as you mumble, “hypocrite,” and satoru gasps while trying to defend himself.
another instance is while training the first and second years.
naturally, you were sat beside satoru, but the idiot could not keep his mouth shut and you were, too easily, dragged into it.
he leans towards you, “I can’t believe that that yuuji went into the water with socks. what’s wrong with him?!”
“I know, right?” you whisper, amidst the yelling of nobara and maki.
after that, you and gojo don’t leave a student without making a comment about them—ruthless you are.
yuuji, self-esteem dragged through the mud and having enough, heads snaps towards you both, “can you stop bullying me?!”
satoru smiles while the both of you raises your hands in innocence then looks at you, “sweets, you know how megumi said todo’s head is like a pineapple?”
you nod and he gladly continues, “don’t you think it’s ironic that it’s him, out of everyone, that said that?—“
“DON’T DRAG ME INTO YOUR GOSSIP!”
and even though you talk about the kids, you also talk with them about everyone else.
you can never forget that time you went with the first years to get some sushi.
you had left no one in the restaurant without butchering their entire life or alternatively said: you made up stories for every person you saw.
but that shall be the story of another time.
along with judging every creature that has come to existence, you and your husband love to gossip, a lot.
nothing happens without one telling the other; you always keep the other updated about everything.
so today as you slam the door open, you are barely able to contain yourself as you yell out, “satoru, you will not guess what just happened!”
in an instance, he gets all the snacks and sits in front of you on the couch, face eager as ever.
he is wearing that bunny headband you got him for the self-care nights and you smile: you have both a best friend and a husband in the same person.
he leans forward, eyes wide, “is it about stacy?”
“how did you know?” you gasp before taking a bite from one of the many snacks laid on the table.
he shrugs, “lucky guess, plus! I’ve been curious ever since you told me about what she did! it’s hard to believe that she is dating 4 guys at the same time and they don’t even know that the other exists.”
“right? I’ve heard about two-timing but never four-timing, and speaking of them not knowing about each other,” you smirk and his eyes light up in excitement, “they found out today!”
satoru cackles before pulling you in to cuddle you, “I bet a story like that will take the entire night to tell.”
you look up at him, “and you don’t mind?”
he kisses your cheek leaving an obnoxiously loud sound, “of course not! I get to listen to some juicy and hot tea and I get to hear your gorgeous voice for a really long time! so practically heaven for me, sweets,” he grins.
a giggle escapes your lips, “gossip is heaven for you, my dear husband?”
“gossip with you is heaven for me, my dear wife,” he murmurs as he peppers your face with kisses before abruptly pulling back, “now tell me! I am dying to know!”
you laugh, “okay, so one of them…”
and so you tell the story of stacy, the four-timer.
satoru is hung up on your every word and you’ve yet to figure out whether it’s because two of the boyfriends end up fighting each other or because of something else.
to satoru, it’s clear, your voice and the way you’re so excited while telling him about how the third boyfriend ended up being the son of the ceo makes him smile contently as he hugs you closer.
he doesn’t know what else to do, but he has a feeling that he should thank stacy for providing the both of you with a very interesting story like that.
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cure-typhoon · 3 months
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It's always funny when people draw Eridan with fashionable outfits because he is probably the troll with the most god awful personal taste fbsnbf like looks what's he is wearing
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4 different shades of blue, the stripes in the pijama looking jeans, that blueish teal in the shoes that don't match anything else, that Big colored fucking cape and those gaudy looking rings
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iam-sasha · 1 month
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Hannibal:I am a man who loves classical music, exotic food and I surround myself with important people, I hope to find a partner of the same level as me
Will: *appears in pijamas, surrounded by dogs, a cup of "teacher #1" coffee, smells like sweat, hasn't slept well in weeks, he lives far from all civilization and human contact, possibly will die a virgin*
Hannibal: He's perfect
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av1xtg · 2 months
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WELCOME TO THE PART 2 OF MY HUSK HEADCANONS (Some of this include huskerdust btw)
This may have bad grammar srry
So he leaves hair EVERYWHERE, sofas, chairs, beds, he can go on vacation to the other side of hell and there will still be hair everywhere. It took a while for the others to get acustomed to that. (Angel helps him to brush his hair out sometimes apparently it's relaxing for him)
He purrs when he is held I just know it (why did I add this idk)
Back when he was an overlord he had an "special" deck of cards made specially for him. They worked both as a weapon and just to play. He still hs them but he only uses them on special games (and to fight like on the fight with the sharks on ep4)
He walks slightly curved cause of lazyness but also cause even thou they're not there he can slightly feel the weight of alastors chain on his back and neck (he has HORRIBLE neck problems)
He likes to dance, and he's a very good dancer. (doesn't show it much though)
Either he passes out at the bar, gets dragged (conscious or not) all the way to his room or he's sober enought to go there by himself.
He sleeps with his clothes on, because pijamas are a waste of time. When he's exited (like happy) his wings flap and his ears twich a bit he tries his best to controll it.
Husk doesn't want to accept it but he's VERY attached to the hh gang.
He never let's niffty into his room, thta's why it's dirtier that a dumpster in there.
He stopped taking care of himself after alastor got his soul, he tought it was no use, he didn't have someone to impress now, nor was he powerful so there was no use on taking care of the mysery of a man he became.
He started to take care of himself after he entered the HH, charlie asked him nicely since she was worried abut him but also cause of his job, after he said he didn't care Vaggie almost put her spear throu his skull.
He wants to help angel escape his deal with Val, because if he can't maybe he can help Angel be free and live the life he deserves.
Angel asked him to take care of fat nuggets and he did (reluctantly) then charlie asked him to take care of Kee Kee for a bit, then sir pentious asked to watch over his minions for a few minutes and now he became the Hazbin Hotel's personal babysitter (Against his will)
He got high ones by some weed brownies Angel baked and tried to attack Sir Pentious (This one is inspired by a fanfic https://archiveofourown.org/works/53614033/chapters/135717379 )
Husk reminds me of "Look's who's inside again" by Bo Burham (Mostly because of the half-cannon half-fanmade backstory I have for him if you wanna hear it let me know)
OK THAT'S IT PEOPLE CAUSE I RAN OUT OF IDEAS
I may do a part 3 but idk
OK BYEEEEEEEEE
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sadgirlbaby · 1 year
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sub kit walker begging and pleading? 🫶🫶🫶🫶
I apologize if this is not what you expected! :( I tried my best to write something original and uncommon.
"DADDY NEEDS MOMMY TOO" - sub!kit x fem!reader (smut)
CW: cussing (not much), begging (kit), explict sexual speaking, p in v penetration, cumming
SUMMARY: kit and you are a beautiful couple and are parents of two beautiful kids. it was night and your children were just gone to bed, meanwhile kit was needy of you.
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"mommy needs some rest, okay?" you sweetly said to your daughter mary (the eldest one) as she entered in your bedroom and told you that she wasn't much sleepy.
"c'mon baby, let's go to bed" kit said and picked her up. you instantly got butterflies as he winked at you and brought mary to her room.
"what was that for?" you asked smirking as he came back to your bedroom. "mmh I don't know..." he said smirking back and pretending he did not know but you were sure that kit had something in his mind.
he got on the bed and laid down next to you, he looked at you and softly kissed your lips. "are you tired?" he asked you still staring at your lips.
"just a bit" you replied. "how about you-" you stopped talking as you saw your husband standing up and pulling down his pants (kit didn't have real pijamas so he basically just slept in his boxers). as his pants dropped on the floor, you noticed he had a big boner. you giggled thiking that you had that control on his body.
"anything wrong?" you sexily asked him since you understood what was going on.
"no, baby" kit replied and put his pants in the closet. he kept his look down as he knew that you were watching him getting undressed.
kit took his shirt off and joined you into bed. as he grabbed the blankets and pulled them towards you, you made he turn towards you and kissed his lips but this time it was much more intense.
kit smirked on your lips and eagerly got above you, letting a soft laugh out. he placed his hands on your hips but then they started to roam all over your body, meanwhile your arms were steady wrapped around his neck.
"someone's horny..." you whispered into kit's ear giving him goosebumps. he just stared at you for a moment and then he hungrily tore your clothes off and threw them on the floor.
"kit! be quiet or the kids will hear us!" you laughed softly.
"baby I don't care" he said as he started to kiss your neck.
"kit!" you scolded him. he giggles down your neck and slowly slid down your belly. "I need you to ride me" he whimpered like a child. you smiled at him and quickly turned the tables, landing on top of him.
you immediately took your panties off and his, too. he impatiently placed his hands on your hips ready to guide you.
"oh my god" kit groaned as you inserted his cock into your entrance. "oh my god…" you repeated as you felt a high level of pleasure spreading through your body.
"please... baby... go faster" he could say. you put your hands on his chest and slowly started to increased the speed on your thrusts. you jumped as hard as you could and loved listening to your husband whining for every little jump.
"mommy! I can't sleep! I need you!" a cute and high-pitched voice said. you immediately stopped jumping on kit's dick and tried to re-catch your breath to respond your daughter.
"daddy needs mommy too right now!" kit suddenly said before you could open your mouth. you tried to keep your laugh and softly hit your husband chest because he was an idiot.
"mommy's coming!" you responded and tried to collect your clothes from the floor.
"mommy, stay please" kit begged you trying to imitate a baby. you just gave kit a look and then left the bedroom.
"mary, come on... why don't you want to sleep?"
"I want to! I close my eyes but I can't fall asleep..." she complained. you sighed tucking her blankets. "mommy can suggests you to imagine things... I used to do so before meeting your dad. all you need to do is closing those little eyes and imagining where you want to be. imagine the people, the place... invent a story in your head!" you said and mary cutely smiled.
she nodded so you kissed her forehead and came back to kit's.
"is she sleeping?" he said while you were closing your bedroom door. "I think she will soon" you replied as you climbed on the bed again and got on kit's cock again.
"oh baby-" he moaned as he didn't expect you would start again that quick.
your hair was a total mess so you just tied it up in a messy pony tail and kept riding kit. he was so exposed - his eyes were half closed and half opened, his head kept tipping back as your jumps became needy and his mouth semi-opened was letting out a series loud moans.
you were quite worried about your daughter hearing you but you just couldn't help jumping harder and harder.
"fuck... holy shit..." he swore. "I'm c-cumming..." he warned you.
"not yet baby…" you moaned. kit just whimpered as he knew he had to hold his orgasm until you would've told him to let it out.
kit leaned over your chest and grabbed one if your breast with his mouth, savouring your skin. you whined as you felt his beautiful tongue moving lustly around your nipple.
"please... please, let me cum... I can't hold it no more..." he whimpered. "damn baby, you drive me crazy..." he kissed you.
it didn't take you too much time to realize that you were actually about cum. "okay, come kit... come into me" you said.
as soon as you said so kit and you burst into a big orgasm and finally overcame the edge of pleasure. kit's liquid just filled your walls and flowed onto your belly out a bit.
"oh my god…" he said completely breathless. you just let yourself fall on your husband’s chest as you were extremely exhausted.
you didn't move, you stayed on kit's cock since you both loved doing the cockwarming thing as an aftercare.
"I think I just impregnated you" he said smiling.
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sleepyangelkami · 2 months
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ROOFTOP SHENANIGANS (vi)
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a/n: so i finished watching arcane a little while ago and i am shocked!! WHERE is the fics on our girls? the only ones i could find were the 'how the arcane character reacts' which don't get me wrong beautiful writing but sometimes they can be so brief i was so upset omds. "fine, i'll do it myself" -cute thanos voice.
pairing: vi (arcane) x fem!reader
summary: vi has been staying with you in your big fancy uppercity house while on the run, one night you both take an exciting trip onto the rooftop while avoiding the 'exquisite ball' beneath you both, organised by your parents, of course.
warnings: fluff, petnames, arcane!universe but slightly different, mentions of men, kissing, mentions of rich/upper class reader, mention of reader being 'small', multiple mentions of reader having a mom, use of 'good girl' in a domestic (not smutty) way, intended lower case, nothing i write is ever proofread 💞
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you should be at the party downstairs.
it felt like every second week that your parents were throwing another party. although, they didn't particularly want to call it that. they'd call it a ball, force everyone to get into these big puffy dresses or intricately designed suits. the first five minutes would be alright but soon enough you'd get bored of your parents' business talk with the old folk.
this time, though, you were spending your saturday night in your bedroom, clad in your silky white pijamas instead. vi sat across from you, just aching to get out of this room. and truly, you couldn't blame her.
vi had been on the run for quite some time now. once she got out of stillwater prison, the first place she went was to you. you'd told her where your fancy house was situated beforehand and besides, it wasn't as if it were hard to miss. when the drenched girl arrived at your door in the pouring rain with blood smeared on her face, you couldn't exact turn her away. not that you wanted to. you had to say, smuggling a 'criminal' into your house and keeping them there even though they were wanted was an... experience to say the least.
your parents had no idea, of course, and they never could. they were big councillors and 'your actions would reflect on them and blah, blah, blah.' you'd heard the story a thousand times over. and that was when you weren't standing properly so you could only imagine what they'd have to say about smuggling a wanted criminal.
"uhm, vi?" you questioned, her voice airy. somehow, the girl had manged to persuade you to follow her outside. only downfall, your bedroom was situated on the highest floor of the building.
the cotton candy haired girl looked at you with a chuckle falling from her lips. "here, gimme your hand." and you didn't have to be told twice.
vi was many things. she lived on the dangerous side whereas you liked to keep to yourself, always doing your best to hide in a shadow. you were the type of girl that didn't want to be looked at, vi was the type to not care whose eyes were on her. and somehow, these personalities mixed just a little to well and suddenly she was coercing you onto the rooftop.
your white socks began to get a little dirty by the way you found your feet padding against the wall. you climbed up with her hand in yours and suddenly your back end was sitting atop the roof.
you'd never been up this high in general let alone at your own home.
"pretty, isn't it?" the girl mumbled as she leaned in a little closer, there was a smirk on her scarred lips, lifting them up and curving them.
beneath you, your eyes were strained on the carpet that led people inside your house. you could see carriages with horses driving into your driveway. it was a sight to see, men and women in suits and dresses, all looking much too fancy to be taking a trip to your house. the light from the house hung in the midnight air, shining and emitting a yellowish hue onto the grass.
you hummed, your lips in a straight line. "you're prettier." you teased causing the girl to roll her pretty eyes. only she didn't take them back down, she found her eyes staring up at the midnight sky above you both. "you like stars?" you questioned, assuming she had an interest or something given the fact that her eyes seemed awfully strained on something in the sky. perhaps she knew constellations and what the little shapes meant. you never bothered yourself to learn it.
"no." she spoke, still studying the night sky. "jus' been a while since i've seen that many stars." vi was in prison for a long time. you knew she was innocent, she didn't deserve the place that she got but unfortunately all the money in the world couldn't get someone to listen to you. not a corrupt government like piltover. you hummed once more, letting your head fall on her shoulder. "tired, cupcake?"
nodding your head, you fought off a yawn. you could hear her coo as her hand came down to your own, her fingers gently interlocking with yours. to others, she may seem like the brooding, dangerous girl she was thought to be. but with you? she was as gentle as a butterfly. "you're so warm." you mumbled, nuzzling your way into her.
"you're so cute." she retaliated, watching as you flushed, rolling your eyes with your lips in a tight smile. her eyes glanced back up to the little stars dotted around the sky. "you know, you're kind of like a star."
with a tired pout, you placed your head on her shoulder, looking up at her with those big doey eyes. "how?" people had compared you to many things in your days, but a star? not so much.
"cause." she shrugged her shoulders. as embarrassed as she was to get the words out, she still couldn't fight off that tight lipped smile on her face. "you're like... lighting up the darkest skies." she watched as your face changed a little, not in a bad way, a way of endearment, a pout stretched across your lips. "and, you know." she coughed, attempting to defuse any tension. "you're... small."
you shook your head, stifling a giggle. "you were doin' so well." and she just had to ruin it with her joke, not that vi could ever ruin anything, you were sure.
the sound of mellow music hit your ears. it was low but due to how loud your mother always seemed to blare the music, you were still able to hear it even from your place on the roof. you'd given the lame excuse of not feeling right which is the only reason your mother had left you stay in your bedroom. and as grateful as you were to spend time with vi, you couldn't help but miss the music. it was this song in particular that was your favourite.
any other night, you'd be in the centre of the dance floor. you'd be dancing with someone, no doubt, you didn't care who, man or woman, elderly or one of the kids. but when this song played, everyone in piltover knew to make room. "love this song." you mumbled, hiding your hands in the silk of your pijamas. it was still awfully cold, especially when you were sitting atop of a roof.
vi hummed in thought. she'd heard you play this song many times, she was no stranger to your infatuation with the song. your eyes watched as she moved from you, standing up on the roof. she laid a hand out for you to take to which you merely awkwardly stared. "oh come on. i dragged you all the way from your fancy ball. the least i can do is dance with you to your favourite song." your heart swelled. "will you dance with me, angel?"
and how could you refuse someone so... unearthly? you stood with a giggle, placing your hand in her own.
she helped you get up swiftly.
you breathed a shaky breath before glancing down. it seemed like a good idea at first but it wasn't as if the rooftop was exactly straight. it was still slanted, off to the side as you did your best to hold yourself up. you could say that grace wasn't your thing. but that didn't matter, for in seconds you could feel warm hands on your hips, holding you upright. "careful, cupcake."
you attempted at everything to wipe the smile off your face and failed, of course. "my knight in shining armour." you murmured jokingly, one of her hands moving up to hold one of yours. your free hand came down to sit on her shoulder. "you know how to dance?"
and by the looks of it, she did. her feet moved before you, stepping in, stepping out, she moved so elegantly, so softly. it seemed as though she'd lived on a dance floor. you'd danced with many people in your life, no one had ever compared to vi. "'course, elegance is my middle name." she murmured against your skin.
you giggled as she spun you out, her arm in the air as you twirled. you couldn't stop the sounds from your mouth, pure ecstasy filling your veins and your cheeks by the feeling of the heat that had rose to them.
vi too wore a smile, as big as anything as her pearly whites were on wide display for you to see. your eyes trailed from her own sapphire ones to the tattoo sitting beneath it, decorating her skin beautifully. she pulled you close then, holding her face near yours as she swayed your bodies. "if you were at the ball, would you be dancing with some guy now? some... councillor kid or something?"
you tried to huff out your laugh. vi, in all her glory, jealousy and insecurity seeping into her veins. "vi..." you stopped dancing, though she was still holding you close. the only difference was now you could see her face. "you're all that matters to me." fingers gently twisting the bubblegum locks. "not the balls my mom throws, not the 'princes' i get the pleasure of dancing with, not the money, not the... lifestyle. you. i'd trade the entire city of piltover for you in a heartbeat."
she looked down at you with those lovey eyes, the ones that showed you she knew you were telling the truth. "you're a real idiot, cupcake."
you shrugged, smile on your lips. "that's okay." you mumbled. "you can do the thinking for me."
she couldn't help it. you were so close, the aura was so sweet, gentle light flooding from the windows and doors of the house and the soft music from the ballroom. and you looked so pretty. her fingers brushed the side of your cheek, pulling your face closer to hers.
you didn't fight it, in fact, you melted into her. you felt her soft lips on yours and you kissed back, just as gently. there was something about the way her hands held you, as though you were glass and she was being careful not to break. she'd beg to differ. not glass, more like a painting. you were a beautiful painting and she was holding you so close, engulfing you because she knew ugly people liked to ruin beautiful things. she couldn't risk letting anyone attempt to toss their hands near your heart.
at some point in the night, the music lowered itself, then it was but a hum and suddenly, there was no music at all.
you and vi still sat atop the roof, bodies close as you peered out at everyone who left for their carriages. you commented on a couple people you knew, explaining them to vi. "is he nice?" truth was, she didn't really know anyone in the uppercity.
you shrugged your shoulders. "I don' really know, he smells kind of funny." listening to the way she chuckled against your skin. truth was, you didn't really care for anyone in the uppercity. "'s getting really late." you commented, yawning again. you knew it was getting late for people were going home and god knows your mom didn't throw balls just to end them early. "you comin' to bed?"
she glanced to you, watching your slightly watery eyes from yawning so much, big and doey, ready for sleep. "I'll be a couple minutes, sweetheart. you to bed, alright? i'll be down soon."
and for a sleepy you, it was enough. you nodded your head and bidded your farewell to the girl you loved more than your entire being.
at some point in that night, you'd managed to get yourself into bed, snuggling up against your covers and allowing them to completely engulf you. you had your fists near your chin, holding the blanket close and your eyes shut closed, light breaths leaving them. all this stressing and keeping vi a secret was so tiring, exhausting even, but you wouldn't change it for the world.
you were in and out of sleep, almost as if your body was waiting for her to come back into the room.
the sound of the window closing shut was enough to alert your body. "vi?" your voice all croaky and full of sleep.
vi had swung in the window as if she were spiderman himself. "i'm here baby." she mumbled, kicking off her boots. obviously, she'd been more prepared for the night on the roof than you had. she climbed into your big bed from behind you, her arms immediately reaching out for you. she watched as you turned around, arms grasping around her neck. "why're you still awake?" she mumbled. she'd spent at least another hour out on the roof but she'd assumed by your sleepy eyes that you'd been ready to knock out then and there. she wasn't going to be the one to keep you awake.
you sniffed against her chest, hugging yourself close. her scent was enough to have you sighing in relief for her to be back in your arms. "can't sleep right without you here." your body and mind had grown awfully attached to the cotton candy haired girl.
"you're so cute." she cooed at you, pressing a kiss to your scalp. "go to sleep, sweet girl, i'll be here in the morning." she could feel you relaxing against her chest, eyes screwing themselves shut. "good girl." she mumbled, pulling the blankets above you.
"g'night, vi." your tired whisper barely reaching her ears.
so sweet. "goodnight, cupcake."
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main masterlist/vi's masterlist
a/n: i need a vi in my life.
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phantomrev · 10 months
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Me: omg I love ninjago season 5
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Ninjago season 5 in question
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misguidedasgardian · 1 year
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The Winter Sun (15)
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15. Winter is here
MASTERLIST
Summary: You were waiting out winter in the comfort of winterfell
Pairing: Cregan Stark x Fem!Targaryen Reader 
Warnings: Cursing, medieval and asoiaf customs, AGE GAP, Cregan is 12 years OLDER than reader), arranged marriage, SMUT, pregnancy!, might miss some warnings
+18, MINORS DNI
Wordcount: 3.4k
Notes: Winter is heeerrreeeeee for the Starks is just a very long pijama party 😂😂😂
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The journey back to Winterfell, this last, was going to be done at horseback, or rather, the inside of a carriage for you
It had almost cost you your very first fight with Cregan
It was freezing outside and he had not liked the idea for you to be riding alongside him, the road had become treacherous and unsafe, slippery for horses, he had not only insisted but commanded you to stay inside the carriage, with a certainty that made you tremble, you had never seen him like that.
He had become very protective of you, you were now always under his watchful eye, for you it was endearing, but as you grabbed to the sides of the moving box you were in, you started to feel it was annoying 
He had agreed to take turns, riding on his horse, and then riding in the carriage with you 
But when he was inside with you, instead of being loving and cuddling like he always was, he started to become annoying.
“This moves too much”, “are you feeling well?”, “are you dizzy?”, “this can’t be good for the babe”
It was sweet and you were grateful for his concern, but he started to become paranoid.
“Perhaps I should have waited for the spring to breed you”, a crippling fear was taking a hold on him, and you understood why, it didn’t take to be a genius, he had lost his two wives, one with a baby in her belly, or rather, in the birthing bed, and it was reasonable that he was scared of something befalling you too.
But his nervousness was starting to rub off on you as well, and you couldn’t let yourself fall into his concerning madness, it wasn’t healthy
So you limited yourself into taking his hand in yours and squeezing it tightly
You had stopped in many places, every night you took shelter in a different village, the most important one being Castle Cerwyn, home of the House of the same name, and then…. after two long weeks, you had arrived back in Winterfell.
The snow had sticked, and it actually became difficult to reach the Castle doors. You had brought with you the last carriages of supplies for the winter and many men had to come out of Winterfell and help the carriages stuck in the snow.
You touched your belly, you were showing now, just a little bit, just for you and Cregan that knew your body to perfection, but it was not noticeable to the unknown eye.
But nothing could be hidden from Sara
“YOU ARE WITH CHILD!”, she shouted as soon as she saw you, in front of the courtyard filled with people. It was kind of comical how she pushed Cregan out of her way (that stumbled back a few paces), to hug you tightly, you hugged her back, having her missed her dearly
“How did you know?”, you giggled in her ear
“I just know”, she whispered back, kissing your cheeks, “I am so happy for you both! I can’t wait to be an aunt!”, she separated shortly to look into your face, “This child is going to be the most beloved baby in the North!”
“I think that is an overreach”, you giggled
“I would also like a hug from my dear sister!”, said Cregan with open arms and a out, Sara giggled and hugged him
“Welcome home brother!”, they hugged tightly, and then Cregan looked at you over Sara’s shoulder, and signaled for you to join the hug, which you did.
“My two beautiful women”, he said happily, hugging both of you in his big arms, “is everything ready?”, he asked Sara, and she nodded
“We received the white raven from the citadel, Winter is here”, she said with a shy smile, if not the snow covered ground was any indication, “and we received new from Castle Black, a big storm is coming this way, it will be here by night”
“Let’s get you both inside then”. You were witnesses of how the great gates closed slowly, signaling that you were in for the winter inside Winterfell’s thick walls, and you were not coming out until the spring.
Months went by…
Slowly and surely, time went on as winter struck with its all its worth and might. It was going to be a short winter, but one of the coldest according to the citadel.
Ravens were scarce, but when they did arrive they brought news from all over the North and the realms.
One in particular arrived from the White Harbor, lady Mara had given birth to a healthy baby girl, and you were happy for them, you looked down at your own swollen belly, you had recently started to feel small movements and kicks, and Cregan couldn’t be happier, his hands seemed to have glue that stuck to your belly, hands in the entire time you were near him.
His paranoia had grown as your belly did, he tried everything before you could eat it, he covered you with his cape over your own, for you to not get cold… he was hovering the entire day, and at night he hugged you tightly afraid that you might evaporate or something.
The day was calm today, so you decided to take a walk by the battlements to have some fresh air. The view was beautiful, everything covered in snow, but quiet, so quiet. The acoustic the snow provided was so relaxing, whispers could be heard from one point of the valley to the other if you heard sharply enough. It was breathtaking. Even though it was midday, it seemed like it was deep in the afternoon, the sun had barely shown up this past months, it was a constant twilight. It felt a little depressing, but you had many things to pass the time
It amazed you that the courtyard and everything inside the walls was snow free, but then Sara and Cregan both gently explained about the hot springs under the castle, and how they worked to keep everything warm even in winter, and that was a huge help
“There you are my love”, Cregan greeted you, hugging you from your back, it might be a coincidence or not, but the baby kicked, and you chuckled, leading his hand to your lower belly so he could feel it too
“Our pup is restless today”, you whispered
“It must be all the desserts”, he accused gently
“Our pup asks, I provide”, you defended with a shy smile, and he held you tightly “I just give what it asks of me”
“Yes sure”, he mocked, kissing the side of your face, “you had been eating eagerly”, he said like he congratulated you and you smiled
“And fucking eagerly too”, you teased and he chuckled darkly against your temple
“You are insatiable my beautiful wife”, he said, because you were, once your stomach was settled a hunger not only for food has replaced it 
“Is that a bad thing? then perhaps I should stop”, you said feigning innocence, and he squeezed you in his arms 
“Don’t you dare”, he kissed the back of your head, “Sara claims it’s a boy”, he said gently
“It should be, my waist is gone!”, you said, amused. “If it is, is it weird that he is already betrothed to Lord Mnaderly’s daughter?”, you giggled
“It is not strange, no”, he said, “although I hope it's a girl, I kinda enjoy being surrounded by you all”, he chuckled, “Sara, Lady Bolton, Thelma, you…”, you laughed loudly
“It’s a boy”, you said surely, you hand over Cregan’s over your belly 
“I’m glad you are eating”, he whispered, “I’m glad you are drinking the teas the maesters prepare for you”
“They are disgusting but I understand they are full of supplements”, you said
“You are doing so good, my good girl”, he whispered in your ear
“Oh I should have know you wanted to take me”, you chuckled
“I always want you”, you turned in his arms and kissed him roughly, he kissed you back 
Fucking at midday… definitely Winter was not as bad as you thought
You arrived in your room quite quickly, your capes long gone and his hand found your body just as quickly, your thick cotton shirt was gone then your pants, his vest, shirt and pants were gone too… soon he laid you down naked in the bed.
“There is something I want to try”, he did not want to take you between your legs and over you, he didn’t want to squeeze you, instead he made you kneel on the bed, with him behind you, your thighs over his, he made you lower yourself slowly over his cock.
You moaned wantonly when he sheathed full inside you, one of his greedy hand pinches your nipple and cupped your breast, the other possessive over your belly, hugging you tightly against him
He kissed the side of your face as you came undone in his arms, you were so sensitive the smallest of caresses could take you over the edge, you squeezed him inside your tight walls and that made him retreat and thrust into you again
“Cregan!”, you cried, feeling desperate because you could touch him, you took your hands behind you and you could barely touch his thighs and hips, grabbing into him desperately 
“You want to touch me, my sweet girl?”, he purred
“I do! please!”, you begged, you leaned back, your back flushed against his chest, your head over his right shoulder, now you could see him, your hands went to his head, grabbing onto his wild hairs. He released you, his cock slipped off of you as you whined needily. He dropped to the bed as you pushed him gently, and you straddle him, burying yourself again on him, riding him gently, your hands pushed his shoulders down to the bed and you moved slowly but deeply as you took him. His hands touched you with reverence, from your belly up to your breasts, he pinched your nipples making you moan, they were so sensitive it made lightning strike your back and spread through your body.
His hands now were on your thighs, they had grown big and squishy, and he loved to do just that, squeeze them and caress them with reverence. 
You moaned loudly when he fucked you harder, more roughly. he cummed inside you, hugging you tightly against him, kissing you deeply, every time more tender, everytime more in love with one another. You cummed, you for your second time, and Cregan grunting underneath you, you knew this particular position was his favorite one. 
He help you lay on the bed, and he hugged you tightly against him, kissing your face all over, you caressed his cheeks, and stroke his beard with a giggle
He had not shaved his beard, he had let it grown, when you asked him about it he had said
“I will let it grow till’ my child is born”, he said proudly, “But don’t worry darling, I will keep it trimmed and clean, to kiss your soft lips and eat you out properly”, he chuckled, “and other less important things as speaking and eating”
You giggled at the memory, and he read your thoughts
“It warms my face”, he said
“Of course it does, it also tickles, how do you plan on kissing our baby, it will pinch him”, you said, and he laughed
“I’ll shave it when we have our little one in our arms”, he said simply. Kissing the top of your head. “I can’t wait”
. . .
It was Cregan’s name day! two more full moons after, and you were already eight moons into your pregnancy, you were huge, your movements very impaired, and your body ached, but the desire to celebrate your loving husband was greater 
The celebration was of course moderated since it was the midst of winter, only inviting a few neighboring lords, you and Sara had went all in, cooking a pie, his favorite one, and Thelma cooked his favorite dishes, you made sure all the fires were lit, and everything was cleaned and comfortable, warm. 
The small feast included the servants and everyone inside of the castle, and it soon turned into a family environment, warm, and inviting, laugh resounded all over the walls, the music cheere everyone, and the most important part was Cregan’s wide smile, as he looked at you at his side
“Have I ever told you how much I love you?”, he asked you, and your smile only went wider
“Only once or twice”, you said giggly
“I cannot be counted, it is unmeasurable”, he whispered against your temple, “thanks to you and Sara for this gift you had given me, being here, with my people, with you both, with my unborn child” 
“You are very welcomed”, you whispered back, “you deserve this and more my love”. He kissed you deeply, and then he raised from his seat, with his cup held up high
“Another name day”, he started, looking at all of them gathered, “this a very special one, with my wife, my unborn child, in the midst of winter!”, people cheered and applauded, “I could not have it any other way, thanks to each and every one of you, that makes Winterfell more than just a castle, and empty walls, you make it into a big home for me, and my family, thank you to all of you!”, he raised his cup and everyone in the room with him, and they cheered for their love. 
You and Sara smiled to one another, happy with what you had accomplished, he deserved it.
You had been working alongside her in making clothes for your baby, all day a little bit and you had gathered quite a closet for the future Lord of Lady of Winterfell. 
You always wondered why Sara had not married yet, Cregan had said they no Lord had ask for her hand, even though he loved her like her full sister, she was a bastard, and you were saddened, because you knew she had so much love to give and you would love to see her with a child of her own… 
“Winter is at it’s worth and yet, I can count in each and every one of you”, Cregan continued his speech
“As we can count on you Lord!”, said someone in the room and everybody supported that claim
“Yes you can!”, he said loudly, “we will pass this winter together! as a big family!”, everyone cheered, and you smiled, content 
The maester had said than even though this winter had been worse that the one that came before, the people were more prepared, thanks to Cregan, so the death rates dropped significantly, and that was a relief 
And the spirits of the people were lifting, even though you were being hit by a great Winter. 
The feast went on, even dancing ensued, in which you couldn’t participate because your feet hurt horribly, so you were content with cuddling against Cregan’s side while Sara danced her feet off.
Soon the dance dwindled as the food and drink, so people started to leave, they were tired, you were tired, but it had been a nice night. Cregan though was excited to speak to neighbors he hadn't seen in months, 
Cregan had acquired the cute and comfortable tendency of placing his big hand over your belly, anytime, anywhere, and now, as you were doing overtable with some lords from houses you couldn’t quite remember, Cregan without stopping speaking to them placed his right hand over your belly. His thick arm touching and covering you. 
You were so tired but you wanted to stay with him, giving him company. But you loved this vest he was wearing. It was so soft to the touch, you couldn’t help but lean in and rub your cheek in it, and suddenly, you cuddled against it. 
And you dozed off
The Lords chuckled when they saw you snoozing off curled up against Cregan’s arm, and he looked down and saw your sleep face and smiled warmly.
“Growing my pup in her belly certainly tires her”, he said proudly, he then removed his arms slowly, taking you in his arms, “if you will excuse me”, both men nodded and said their goodbyes as Cregan took you in his arms and towards your room, you cuddled against his chest, seeking his warmth
“I love you”, you whispered, tired, he inly smiled, dropping you over the comfiest of furs in your bed, he took off your boots, and took your feet in his hands, to massage them, you moaned underneath him
“Cregan”, you whined needily
“Let me cuddle you my sweet wife”, he said, dropping kisses on your calves as he kept massaging your swollen feet.
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There was a popular saying, that went “Don’t kill the messenger”
Aemond did not believe in this 
Servants ran aghast, fearful of their lives as Aemond threw the biggest tantrum the Red Keep has ever seen, throwing everything he could get his hands on against the nearest wall
Otto was a clever man, too clever, he was also a Hightower, the Lord of Oldtown, it meant every maester had been “touched”, by the influence of his brother, and the rest of the family. Of course not all maesters were his spies, but their personal servants and apprentices were.
And in the North, he had installed a young boy, apprentice, to Winterfell’s Maester
Who had sent a raven. notifying the Royal family that the Targaryen Princess was expecting Cregan’s first child and heir. 
It didn’t take long for the news to spread inside the fortress, especially to reach Aemond’s ears. 
Otto has specially been overwhelmed by Rhaenyra’s presence in the Keep, she had come one day with her uncle/husband, her three youngest children, and the rest of her house and she had stayed, that certainly ruined his plans of taking over, at least temporarily, but no matter, he had other things to think about that the pregnancy of a useless princess in the other side of the country.
But Aemond didn’t think the same
hence, the turmoil he was creating in Maegor’s Holdfast 
It was childish to believe she would remain untouched and her womb empty, being married and all, but it harmed him nonetheless
“It should be my children in her belly, not that bastard’s!”, he grunted. 
“Brother you need to relax”, muttered Aegon, sipping his cup of wine, even though it was midday, “your crazy is showing”
“I don’t care”, he grunted, pacing around the room, now more calm
“this is good news, not the wolf can be calm, when I am king, I will annul their marriage, she could leave the pup North they will be settled, have not rouble surrendering her”
“You are drunk if you think that is going to work”, he mocked
“It will”, he said, “or we take the pup, we kill Stark and raise him to be loyal to us, then we release him into the North, and the whole country is ours”
“That is actually not idiotic”, he admitted, “but when?”
“Soon”
“When?”
“Soon”, he repeated, “Father can barely speak, it will not be long until…”
“She is being defiled by that began as we speak”, he growled
“She has been for the past months, Aemond”, he said, “I don’t understand your obsession with that woman”, he said, bored, “fuck whomever you want, you are a Prince, we are in the biggest city in Westeros, I’m sure you can find whatever suits your fancy”
“She is the only one”, he said quickly, “no other”. Aegon rolled his eyes, bored out of his mind, his head was hurting and not only because of his constant hangovers
It did not help that Rhaenyra was made aware of the news, and she decided to give a toast in your name on the dinner table that night, she was happy for you.
“The babe was probably conceived in Dragonstone!”, laughed Daemon, looking at all the Greens, “when they visited us”
“It’s true!”, laughed Rhaenyra, and Aemond and Aegon shared concerned looks, with their grandfather
“The princess visited you in Dragonstone?”, Otto hightower asked
“Yes, her and her husband, Lord Cregan Stark”, she said, to make clear for the greens, where your loyalties lie, “For the princess and her babe!”, cheered Rhaenyra, and they all begrudgingly joined her
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melehound · 7 months
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Can we get some Valeria Garza headcanons on how she is in her sleep(Does she moves a lot? and does she prefer a normal pijama or just underwear?) you're free to ignore if you want!
Omg ofc! 😭🙏
Valeria Garza sleep headcannons!
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Valeria usually sleeps on her side or on her back and she moves around like a cat in her sleep (randomly stretching, throwing her leg over you, randomly rolling over, etc) she’ll insist that she’s normal in her sleep but she’ll wake up in a different position every time she wakes up
She likes to sleep in her underwear and a loose shirt with no bra if it gets too hot she’ll sleep completely naked
Waking up from her sleep is playing with fire if you wake her up during her nap? God help you but when she wakes up naturally after a good night of rest she looks like she’s been cleansed in the morning she is her happiest
((✿: these are so cute I cuss people out in my sleep))
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mrs3vil · 6 months
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𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐕 𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 “𝙝𝙤𝙩“ ★
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.𖥔 ݁ ˖ 𝐟. gabriel o'hara, miguel o'hara, peter b parker ❞ 🎀
𝐢’𝐦 𝐬𝐨 ��𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 with gabriel o'hara I had to insert him. also this is not smut or sexual (i mean technically it kinda is but whatever) only tws, old men and flustered spider people. also gabriel is kinda ooc 𓈒*◞🎻
𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 tried to keep the reader as gender neutral as possible! sorry of there are any specifications, also sorry for any mistakes but english isn't my first language!! 𓈒*◞🎻
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𝗚𝗔𝗕𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗟 𝗢’𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗔
He thought you were talking about another Gabriel O'hara at first. You were mindlessly talking on the phone with one of your "spider friends" while walking right next to his private lab, loudly enough so that he could hear. He stopped doing whatever he was doing for a moment, moving his goofy goggles on his forehead. His heart beated faster against his chest, as if it was about to destroy his rib cage and come out just for you. It was the only thing on his mind for a few days, how your voice shaped perfectly those words, he would do anything to be called such things by you again. Now that he knew you liked him back, he was much more confident when awkwardly flirting with you.
𝗠𝗜𝗚𝗨𝗘𝗟 𝗢’𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗔
He couldn't believe his ears. He's been "flirting" with you for some months, if of course, you consider being treated like a normal human being with feelings and opinions a flirt. He thought you weren't really interested, when really you just didn't even realize he was being "extra nice" to you, or at least, his idea of extra nice. But you had to admit, he wasn't bad looking, he wasn't at all actually he was hot, and apparently you were happy to admit it to Jess too. He swallowed as he leaned closer to the core of your voices, paying attention to staying hidden. He didn't know why he was being so dramatic about it, he felt like a little school girl, but suddenly, he desperately wanted to hear you praise him again.
𝗣𝗘𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗕 𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗞𝗘𝗥
It immediately boosted his ego, a proud grin spreading across his features, finally his terrible dad jokes paid off. He listened carefully as you talked with one of the many Spiderwomen that were friends with you as you two giggled like to little girls at a pijama party. You started complimenting things he never realized about himself, and he couldn't do anything but lean closer to hear further how hot you thought he was. He could have listened for hours, if only he didn't trip on a wandering peace of paper that seemed to have appeared from nowhere. Your eyes widened, your hands reaching to cover your mouth, trying to hide your red face. "Hello..."
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‧₊˚ ୨ HAHAKS im sorry if i didn't include hobie i just didn't have any inspiration for him today :( if yall liked this post tho i could include him in a pt 2 or smth. also reblogs and comments are very appreciated! goodnight and stay safe babes <3
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sharenadraculea · 30 days
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The primarchs having a sleepover, or having a smoke sesh?
Also I love these sm <3
The Primarchs having a sleepover!
Thank you so much! So here is a primarch-sleepover-thing! It was Big Es idea, so they can bond a little.
Lion: He is a bit on edge. His instincts tell him that sleeping in a room with so many people is dangerous. They later play Truth or dare and he ends up getting dared to kiss his crush (depending on my mood Sang, Rob, Leman or Konrad). Insert Gay Panic. Also showed up in his regular sleeping-shirt, which… it‘s a bit short. And has a bit of a deep neckline. Fulgrim: He has the most fancy, ruffliest nightgown ever. Brought make-up, hairstyling stuff and drugs for everyone. He‘s having a great time, except when he and Ferrus are told to stop making out in front of everyone. Proceeds to explain that they are in a open relationship and that he‘s willing to share. Perty: He has no idea what to do. Showed up in full armour, because he usually sleeps in armour. Promptly got dressed up by like half the others. Then built a pillowfort, Magnus falls asleep in it. Starting to think this might be fun. Jagh: One of the ones more used to sleeping in a room with a lot of other people, so he is pretty chill about this. Teaches the other how to braid, Leman is very happy to serve as guinea pig. Ends up cuddeling with Magnus, which is very comfy. Somehow manages to sleep through the whole night and be rested the next morning. Leman: Very happy to have a sleepover (tough he is still confused why this is special, sleeping alone is kind of rare on Fenris). Brought his wolves along. And alcohol, lot’s of alcohol. Somehow he manages to get drunk, and thus very cuddly. Flirts with everyone and tries to smooch most. Ends up sleeping on the floor, in a position that must be uncomfortable. Also barks in his sleep. Does sleep naked (or in his underwear) Rogal: He tries his best, but sleeping in a room with so many people is sensory hell and he wants his own bed again and also sleep at a reasonable time. Rob realizes that Rogal isn‘t doing well too, so the two end up in Rogals room and facetime their brothers so they can still participate in the sleepover while also beeing in a calmer enviroment. Konrad: Fulgrim forced him to take a bath. He is still grumpy because of that and tries to hide in the vents. Then get‘s coaxed out with the power of snacks and spends the rest of the evening parked in someones lap (most likely Fulgrim, Sang or Vulkan) so he doesn’t run away. It‘s very comfy. Refuses to sleep surrounded by so many people. His Sleeping-shirt hasn‘t been washed in years. Sang: Wearing a matching nightgown to Fulgrim. Just with a lowercut back. He is having a very good time and probally ends up kissing everyone at least once. Ends up stealing half the blankets to build a nest. There nearly is a battle royale abput who get‘s to sleep next to him.
Ferrus: Fulgrim is very unhappy that he didn‘t match with him. He and Fulgrim are very cuddly the whole time. Happy to serve as Fulgrims pillow, very good at it. Angron: Not quite sure what‘s going on, but Lorgar put him into a fluffy pijama-sweater and dragged him along and now he keeps getting handed plushies and snacks. It is acceptable. Then he just falls asleeps and doesn‘t move for the next few hours. Roboute: He also tries his best, but this is a total mess that has been organized really badly! Ends up leaving with Rogal and they read some books and infodump on each other, which is very nice. Morty: He‘s very overwhelmed at first and has no idea what to do. Just kind of sits in the corner at first, but then Vulkan comes over and asks if he would like to do something. They end up playing cardgames together and in the end he uses Vulkan as a giant teddybear. Also wears a pijama with cute little moths on it. Magnus: He suggests summoning demons as a fun actinity for the whole family! The others barely manage to stop him. Sulks for a while but then Perturabo shows him his pillowfort, which cheers him up again. Then makes up with everyone from his harem. Clothes that actually cover something? Never heard of that. Horus: Also tries to flirt with literally everyone and get‘s some really hard wingslaps from Sang. Then goes to take Fulgrims drugs and drink Lemans alcohol. Somehow still capable of calling Emps and Malc and assuring them that everything is fine. Horribly hungover the next day. Also sleeps either naked or only in his underwear. Lorgar: Is it fine to sleep in the same room as other people if you are not married? Doesn‘t matter, Angron won‘t let him go anyways. Definetly wearing a sleeping bonnet, he can‘t sleep with cold ears. Vulkan: He remembers to bring actual snacks! Very excited to spend time with his siblings and needs to hug everyone at least ten times. He kind of imagined something diffrent under „playing games“, but this is fun too! Corvus: Kind of staying on the side until Vulkan convices them to play cards with him and Morty. And then they and Morty get pulled into also playing stuff like spin the bottle and seven minutes in heaven. Which is fun! Sleeps on the closet (not in the closet, that‘s where Lion is). Also wearing a crow-onesie, it‘s absolutly adorable Alpharius Omegon: This was probally their idea. They are having such a good time with all the chaos. Refuse to explain why there are suddenly two of them.
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