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sonichedgeblog · 9 months

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'Sonic Requeset' by fwugFaz Play through Rampant Flower Zone and Molten Foundry Zone! #SAGE23 https://sonicfangameshq.com/forums/showcase/sonic-requeset-sage-2023-demo.1730/

#Sonic Requeset #Demo #SEGA #Sonic #Sonic The Hedgehog

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painsandconfusion · 3 months

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41 please and thank you!

And get some sleep!

Sicfics aren't really my thing but it's time I dive into it anyway.

A prompt list is good for sleepy brain - let's see how far I can get tonight.

Thanks!

#sand asks #requesets

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random-imagines-blog · 1 year

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Imagine getting a minor injury while working with Vince Noir.

It was just a little nip. Sometimes the animals got excited around feeding time and would become a little ... exuberant when they took their food. Usually they were patient enough to wait until it got put down in front of them, but this new bird hadn’t yet learned. You kept your cool in front of the kids that were watching, tucking your bloody finger behind the others but as soon as you left the bird enclosure and started to head towards the staff room, you were cursing up a storm under your breath.

“Why is always the small cuts that hurt the most,” You groaned. You probably wouldn’t even need stitches. It was about the same size as a papercut, but stung the same. A bit of a rinse under some water, some polysporin, a bandaid and you’d be good to go. An annoyance, nothing more.

The familiar shuffling sound of the heeled boots. The large hair coming into view, blue eyes, green jumpsuit with the shiny pins, coming out of the staff lounge just as you were about to head in. Vince, of course. The sweet little prince. H stopped right in the doorway, looking at you, taking in the grumpy expression. Then his eyes trailed down your arm to see the bloody fingers. Instantly, his eyes went wide.

“What happened?” He asked, actually loking downright sad. If anything, it made you feel worse that you were worrying him.

“One of the birds,” You said with a shrug, playing it off. “‘s nothin Vince, just need one of those plasters -”

He was already examining your finger and hissing as he looked at it, as if he felt it himself. “You’re going to need something more than a plaster, come on,” He took hold of your good hand and started to run with you, sprint with you, through the zoo. How he managed to do so in those boots that he always wore, the ones that were definitely against regulation, you couldn’t figure out. But that question didn’t stop you from enjoying the way that his hand felt in yours, you admitted to yourself. It was - sweet, how much he cared. Enough to bring you to Naboo.

Vince had you explain what had happened again - literally, just a nip from a bird, before taking control of the situation. “Have you got any lotions or potions? Anything?” He was asking the mystic. You had your eyebrows raised towards Naboo, amused to say the least. It didn’t even hurt anymore, not unless you bent that finger. But here was Vince, acting like you just got your arm pulled off.

“-might have some polysporin in the office?” Naboo suggested.

“Oh, good idea, that,” Vince said with a nod. Of course he’d listen to Naboo. You smiled thankfully towards the short man before you were dragged off again by Vince towards the staff room where you had started from. Ten minutes later, you were poly’d, you had on a plaster with little zoo animals on it and Vince was even... “There,” He said, kissing the bandaid. “Feeling better?”

“Well, I am now,” You said with a grin. The pain had dissipated a quarter of an hour ago but you weren’t going to tell him that. Not when he was being like a helpful little poodle, trying to kiss the sting away.

Requested by: Anonymous

#Vince Noir #Vince Noir x reader #Vince Noir imagines #the mighty boos #The Might Boosh imagines #x reader #imagines #requeset #vincen

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cryptidtumbleweed · 2 years

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Okay okay so this but of odd request BUT

Like can you draw Giovanni (natm oc) being turned into dust (like the cave man ) and Jed (who’s properly has to much trama from gio) and oct watching happily

There kind like watching a house on fire of that help 👹

Honestly don’t take this seriously, cause like pls don’t.

Ask and you shall receive

#I honestly love this requeset #drawing Giovanni was so much fun too #So tempted to just draw a pile of dust glaring up at them #art requests #jedtavius #natm #natm jedtavius #natm oc #not my oc

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izayoichan · 4 months

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Another requeset for River and Lucas please

Write about your ship sneaking a romantic moment together.

“One minute there, superstar.” Lucas just chuckled as he felt himself be pulled back into the room where all the animal food, toys and treats, feeling himself twirled around and pulled into the embrace he loved so much. Those safe arms that had just become so familiar to him, and that never failed to make him smile. “Oh what does the boss want?” “A second of your time.” “Just a second?”

River grinned, in all honesty he would like many seconds with the now pink glowing Lucas, but sadly this day, that was all there was time for. Lifting Lucas up, he put him on one of the benches, both laughing as a squeaky toy complained about the sudden weight put on top of it. “Sadly yes, but make it a promise of later.” Leaning in he kissed Lucas deeply, sneaking his hands in under his shirt, to just feel that soft warm skin against them. The slight shiver and moan from Lucas made it even harder to keep the promise of later. Pulling back, he held out his hand, to the slightly disappointed look of his husband. “You owe me.” “I do, I’ll make good on my promise, don’t worry.” “But work first, yes.” As Lucas took his hand, he pulled him in for one more kiss, then a moment just leaning their foreheads together before they exited the room, a glance between them as River went back to his next exam, while Lucas went to the dog’s side where he had two dogs to prepare for adoption.

#simblr #the ward legacy #ts4 #writblr #River Ward #Lucas Ward #thanks for the ask #I made it a little romantic spice #because it was tempting

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malarign · 10 months

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Hi sweetie, how are you? I was reading your blog and i saw you are open for requesets...Can i order one? I would like a fluff of Sunghoon with prompt 1 number 46 and of prompt 2 number 23. If you have a doubt you can ask me. I love your write!!! Take care💖💖💌

hi! thank you for your kind words and a request, it’s already posted!

#joo answers!

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writersmilex · 3 years

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Hello! I just want to say I absolutely adore your blog! Your style of writing is so cool:)

If you aren't doing asks atm just ignore this one. But if you are, could I please have some headcanons of Joey with a teenage sister? I'm so sorry if this is a very weird ask. I just thought this would be a cute idea. But again if you don't want to do this one you don't have to

Aww Anon!! That really nice of you to say. I'm glad to hear you love my work.

I changed it to a genderless reader. It's one of my main rules that the reader stays genderless, i don't want people nagging me.

Here you go!

Being Joey's teenage sibling head cannons.

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- Joey is very proud of you, no matter what you plan to do in life.

- being a teenager, your emotions are all over the place which can actually get on his nerves sometimes. Though he doesn't say anything, he's been there too.

- of course, he has introduced you to his band and friends. He trusts his friends enough to not try anything.

- mostly, he hopes that you don't get influenced by his friends and their rock lifestyle. He does do his best to keep you at a distance and away from it all.

- However, Paul is very nice to you. Treats you like his own little sibling.

- Corey is that weird distant brother, that tries to bring you along on his binge drinking quests.

- Joey always gets mad at Corey when he tries to bring you along.

- You actually helped during the band's struggles. Joey still feels the need to repay you for how much you helped them.

- despite Joey's fear of bad influences, you spend a lot of time with the band.

Basically you got 8 more brothers.

- Jim has this adoration for you. He thinks you're great. And he really hopes that he can teach you guitar some day. He talks fondly about you when mentioned.

- Just like Joey, Shawn tries to stir you away from bad influences. He will support you in whatever you're going to do, except crime...

- you and Sid are pranksters together, and the rest of the band can't escape. Sid is the REAL bad influence.

- Craig is very mysterious to you, but he likes to pat your head at times.

- Mick, although distant, respects you and treats you fairly.

- You often babysit the children of the band members. It's one big happy family.

- during the hype of the Murderdolls, Joey didn't let you get involved in any of that, although Wednesday knows about you and he is a good uncle figure.

- Joey did help you with your outfit for your school dance, it looked great!

- As you got older, you have actually grown a little taller than your 'Big brother'.

- You still call him big brother at times. It seems to make him feel good.

- To you, he is the best brother you could have asked for, of course. You never wish to have it any other way. Not like you know anything else.

- he discovered you graduated, he was literally bursting with happiness for you. It took him a few days to calm down again!

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Voila!!! Here you go, that was fun!

Thanks for reading.

- Pennart.

#head canons #slipknot headcanons #joey jordison #joey jordison x reader #requeseted #requests #slipknot x reader #reader insert #imagines

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tangledinmdzs · 3 years

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Hello dear author I hope you're doing great💞 I really loved your hc with the stoic and cold s/o so I was wondering if you could do the same with the juniors ?👉👈

i've written something similar for the juniors before, here

but i can try and deliver on your request~

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Lan Sizhui

very much taken back by your smile

you were very cute when you smiled

and he’d have to hold back from caressing your face

you smiled all the way to your eyes

and they crinkle up, especially when you seem excited

taking in the sight of your smile once, was definitely not enough

but Sizhui never forgets about it

he will try to find many ways to get you to smile

a lot more subtly than his best friend

from small gifts to holding your things, etc. etc.

whenever there’s the smallest curl to your lips

or the slightest glimmer in your eyes

Sizhui holds onto those images well

keeps them close to his heart

Lan Jingyi

would have the most exaggerated, biggest reaction when you smiled

“woah! look at you! you have dimples!”

and his reaction

makes you revert back to your serious face quickly

because he was making too much of a big deal about how pretty you looked

“your smile is beautiful y/n!” Jingyi would continuously remind you from then on

trying to find every occasion possible to get you to smile

and each time that he was able to make a smile spread across your lips

he would feel absolutely victorious

and blessed

to have seen your happiness,

Jin Ling

Jin Ling doesn’t know what to think after he’s seen you smile

not just because it was the first time

but also because

it wasn’t at him

he wasn’t jealous, per say,

(he’s jealous)

and he’s not smitten in any way for you

(he is)

it’s just you never smiled before

and it looked weird

and it looked great

and it seemed like all the birds were finally chirping their favorite symphony

but why was it that you had to smile because of Jingyi’s stupid joke?

Jin Ling huffs loudly to himself over his cup of tea

long gone cold

your smile lingers in his mind all day

Ouyang Zizhen

it would very much feel like he had been shot

straight through the heart

at the first sight of your smile

your face had always had a kind of beauty that was undeniable even with your seriousness

but when you smiled

it was a different kind of beauty

one that you pulled off so well

that it has Zizhen stopping, mid way in the middle of walking with you

the only image in his mind is the radiant happiness from your face

when you realize that he hadn’t been following you

and turn around with the same bright smile on your face

Zizhen’s knees want to turn to jelly

“c’mon, they’ll run out of candies at the stand” you urge, waving to him

and it takes him a few more blinks

but he follows you close

smitten, completely enamored by your new beauty

#mdzs #mdzs junior quartet #mdzs junior headcanons #mdzs reaction request #mdzs reader insert #mdzs scenario request #mdzs imagine request #mdzs imagine requeset #mdzs anon requests #mdzs au #mdzs canon au #mdzs lan jingyi x reader #mdzs lan sizhui x reader #mdzs jin ling x reader #mdzs ouyang zizhen x reader #tangledwriting

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painsandconfusion · 1 year

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Hi, could you add me to the taglists for Whumping the Whumpers and Waking Dreamer please?

you got it!

#tag requeset #whumping the whumpers #waking dreamer

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random-imagines-blog · 3 years

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Imagine being Addy Carver being all cute with you.

Addison Carver was the main reason you were still alive during this whole zombie apocalypse. Not only did she save your life more than once with that studded bat of hers, but she was also your motivation to keep on going. You’d nearly given up before but that cute grin and snarky sense of humor had you keep on coming back to the determined survivor that you were. “Why are you watching me?” She asked, while she was messing around with some electronic thing connected to a computer.

“Just trying to see what you’re doing,” You said, which wasn’t the whole truth - you had just been admiring the flame-haired beauty. “What is it?”

“Trying to see if I can add to my old blog,” Addie said, tongue sticking out of her mouth slightly as she worked on trying to get some of the power back. “I used to try to keep it up to let the future people know what’s gone on here but-” She shrugged - there wasn’t much hope of that these days. “-now I just keep it to have a record of you.”

“Of me?” You asked, eyebrows furrowed. “What makes me so special? I think you should record about yourself, you’re much more interesting than I am.” At that, Addie would reach out for you and you would give in. She’d wrap an arm around you and pull you to her lap on the old computer chair. You kissed her cheek and she smiled widely.

“That,” Addie would say, pointing to her cheek where your kiss had been. “I don’t want to forget a thing.”

Requested by: Anonymous

#Addy Carver #Addy Carver x reader #Addy Carver imagines #Z Nation #Z Nation imagines #requeset #imagines #addyc

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minky-beta · 7 years

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Cheryl Blossom x Reader: Whole New Side

Request: When requests open: Cheryl x reader: the reader is a huge power rangers Nerd and is an expert martial artist because of it. This information is unknown to Cheryl and the reader's friends the core four and Kevin. Secretly the reader has been sneaking off to compete in martial arts competitions. One day her friends and girlfriend get suspicious and follow her only to witness her win first place and win a massive trophy. End with Cheryl calling the reader Daddy. Please and thank you.

A/N: I used to be really invested in my old dance studio, so I tried to kinda apply that, hope it worked. Also I know like -nothing- abt martial arts, so I was pretty vague, sorry if that bothers anyone

The reader is gender neutral.

I hope you all like it! And stay amazing! <3

You loved martial arts. It was your thing. Mad? You could do conditioning to grow stronger. Sad? Just fill your head with technique, not on what was hurting. Bored? Try to learn some new punch or kick or way to take someone down. Power Rangers was what made you first ask for lessons. Considering how got into martial arts, your parents thought that you would lose interest and quit after a month or two. Being good at martial arts didn't mean that you would get a neon suit and fight aliens and get superpowers, but you stuck to it.

You loved it because it was fun, and you were good at it. As school got busier, you went down to only having classes on the weekend, though a lot of the time you had competitions.

It was kind of like a separate world to be honest. Even though you loved it, it wasn't something that you talked about it at Riverdale High. You had a whole other different circle of friends, and you kind of felt like a different person around them. Don't get it wrong, you loved both of these worlds, they just never intercrossed.

While your martial arts world was strong and exciting, your Riverdale world was comforting, it felt like home, even when drama was whirling around everywhere. One thing that reassured it as home was your girlfriend, Cheryl.

You and her had been together for a while already. She was like a cat to you; she was strong and independent one second, then cuddling and kissing you with a cute smile the next.

You usually were able to balance the amount you spent with your girlfriend and your friends with martial arts, but lately you had been cancelling in order to fit in more practice. The state martial arts competition was coming up, and it would determine whether or not you went to Nationals.

The year before you had gotten close to Nationals, only to end up losing your last match, and losing the chance to get to Nationals that year. You were more nervous about this competiton than usual, so the extra practice helped you stay calm, even if it was just for a while.

That didn't mean that your friends weren't suspicious. Your group had made a habit of meeting up at Pop's after school, and they all came up to you asking questions after you missed three days in a row, though you were too busy thinking about the competition to actually give them real answers.

As the weeks went by, your friends only got more and more worried, but you only kept cancelling more and more often (which made them more worried, really bad cycle).

After two weeks of acting like this, Cheryl was seriously concerned about you. She had been the calmest one about this at first, thinking that you just needed some alone time, but she noticed that even when you were hanging out with her or your friends, you weren't really there.

It was now the day before the competition, and you were shoving stuff from your locker into your backpack, trying to get to the dojo soon, when Cheryl grabbed your wrist to freeze you. You raised your eyebrows at her. "Is everything alright, Cher?"

She scrunched up her eyebrows. "I was about to ask you that,"

"What are you talking about?" you asked, shutting your locker, "I mean, I'm a little stressed, but nothing that's a big deal,"

"Stressed? Why are you stressed? There aren't any exams coming up,"

You were about to answer when you saw the time. "Listen, I'm running late. But I promise that I'll talk to you later, okay?" you sighed, before leaning closer and giving her a chaste kiss, "Bye sweetie,"

Before Cheryl could try to stop you, you were out the school's doors. She huffed. She wasn't used to people just brushing her aside, especially not you. You were one of the most attentive people she knew, that was one of the reasons she liked you so much; it showed you cared.

She clenched her jaw before she stalked out of the school, figuring out a plan as she head towards Pop's. Cheryl opened the door and all but ran over to the table where your friends were, usually you were with them, but she wasn't surprised when she saw you were missing.

Veronica noticed her first and raised her eyebrows. "Cheryl, what are you doing here?" Although she had grown nicer with your friends, her and the group themselves weren't exactly friends.

Cheryl slid into the booth; Archie and Jughead sliding to accommodate. "Is Y/N not interested in me anymore?"

The table looked surprised, and Betty shook her head with wide eyes. "No, Y/N is still very into you. Why?"

Cheryl pressed her lips together. "Then what's going on with them/her/him?"

"We thought you knew," Jughead said.

"Nope," Cheryl admitted, "Y/N's barely talked to me these past few weeks to be honest,"

"The same thing's been happening with us," Veronica said with a frown, "We thought that they/she/he were cancelling to hang out with you,"

Archie leaned on the table. "What do you think is going on then?"

"I don't know," Betty sighed, "But I'm really worried about them/her/him,"

Cheryl nodded. "Y/N's been really distracted and stressed. I'm really worried too,"

"With Riverdale..." Veronica added with a frown, "You have no idea what could be going on,"

"Would Y/N really get involved with something bad, though?" Archie asked and Jughead nodded along.

"Polly seemed fine," Betty said, "And it turned out that she was stuck in an asylum for being pregnant,"

Veronica nodded, before Cheryl spoke up. "I heard Y/N on the phone during lunch, apparently there's something really serious after school tomorrow,"

"We should follow them/her/him," Veronica suggested.

"Isn't that crossing a line?" Jughead raised his eyebrows.

"What if Y/N really is in trouble?" Betty asked, "I wouldn't be able to live with myself if Y/N got hurt because we weren't there,"

"Either way, we can at least see what's stressing Y/N out," Veronica said, "Whether or not we should be worried,"

"I'm doing it," Cheryl said, shooting a look at Archie and Jughead, "Who's with me?"

"I am," Betty and Veronica followed.

"Count me in," Archie mumbled.

Jughead clenched his jaw before he nodded. "Okay, I'm in too,"

You were a bundle of nerves the entire day. Your leg would bounce up and down during classes. You would keep zoning out of conversations and class. Although you felt sick, you forced yourself to eat more than usual at lunch, the last thing you wanted was to feel dizzy at competition.

Because of this, you didn't notice the concerned glances your friends kept sending each other. But you always drifted the conversation to something trivial (talking about the competition just made you feel worse).

You rushed out of school as soon as the bell rang, meeting up with one of your friends who was also competing. "You ready?" they asked.

"Nope," you laughed, "Pretty terrified,"

"Same here," they smirked before the car started, and the both of you were on your way to the competition.

Your friends and Cheryl were only one car behind you, making sure that they could see you. Archie was driving with Cheryl in the passenger seat, while the rest were in the backseat. Although Betty and Veronica tried to keep a conversation going, the entire ride was tense and mostly silent.

Cheryl had lost track of time when you all pulled up to a different high school. Despite it being past the last period, the parking lot was full, and they struggled to find a parking spot.

The group looked at each other with raised eyebrows as they got out of the car; they had lost you once you pulled in. "What would Y/N be doing here?" Veronica asked as they slowly made their was to the doors.

"I don't know," Betty said, "Why are there so many people here? It doesn't make sense,"

"But that probably means that Y/N isn't doing anything dangerous," Jughead commented, "What criminal ring would do business here?"

"I'm still a little worried," Archie admitted as the group stopped in front of the doors. They glanced at each other before staring at the doors, waiting for someone to take the first step.

"We could still turn back," Jughead whispered, "Y/N would never know that we did this,"

"No." Cheryl clenched her jaw and pressed her lips together. "I want to know what's been making Y/N so stressed these past few weeks, whether it's dangerous or not, I want to be there for them,"

Before anyone could comment, Cheryl turned on her heel and strutted past the doors, oozing an aura of confidence that at the moment, she didn't possess.

How the group found seats in the crowded gym, none of them knew. The sounds of the crowd was deafening, and Veronica could already feel a headache coming on. They couldn't find any clues as to what was going on, only a few mats on the gym floor. Cheryl's eyes ran over the crowd, looking for you, and she got worried when she didn't see you. She had never met the person that you got into the car with, and she wanted to believe that you were alright.

Before she could voice any of these concerns, a man stepped into the center of the gym with a microphone. He gave a short speech that she didn't pay attention to, before yelling out some names. Cheryl furrowed her eyebrows when he yelled out "L/N!".

"Was that Y/N's name?" Archie asked.

"I think so," Cheryl muttered, and they both looked at each other confused. Betty gasped and nudged Cheryl's arm as she pointed to the floor. "I think that's Y/N!"

When Cheryl squinted, she could make out your features. You were in a martial arts uniform, with another person in a uniform standing across from you. The ref repeated the rules to the both of you, and you two nodded at him.

He nodded at you, satisfied, before he blew his whistle. Faster than Cheryl could think, you and the person had begun fighting. You both threw punches and kicks, all looking random to Cheryl, but she knew from your tense form that there had to be some sense to it that she didn't know.

Cheryl winced when your legs were thrown out underneath you, making you land on your back. You grunted as you swung your leg towards the lower part of your opponent's legs, making them fall as well. You jumped up, grabbing their arm and pulling it behind them. They struggled, before the ref blew his whistle again, and the both of you relaxed.

You smiled and held a hand out to your opponent. Cheryl could make out you saying "Good fight up there" as the two of you shook hands, before another pair was brought up to the mat.

Countless pairs went up against each other, and she tensed up whenever you came up. She would calm down whenever you bought yourself another win, only to get worried again by the next round.

"Y/N's killing it," Jughead said with a wide smile and raised eyebrows. Veronica nodded. "How did none of us know this?"

"I don't know," Cheryl said with a smile as you brought down, yet again, another opponent. She couldn't comprehend how she knew so much about you, yet so little at the same time. She could recite your favorite books, your favorite lines from movies, and your favorite songs. She knew what your dream house was, so much so that yours and hers had melded into a middle ground. And this had never came up.

She could tell by your focused eyes, yet complete ease at the end of the fight, that you had done this for a long time and obviously cared. Her eyes glazed over as you sent them a huge smile, complimenting them before going back over to your coach and friends.

Archie nudged her with concern evident in his eyes. "What are you thinking about?"

"It's just... Here I was thinking that I finally understood Y/N, and then I find out that there's this whole new side that..." Cheryl trailed off with a small smile as she watched you. "I've never touched or thought about. A side I didn't even know existed,"

Archie nodded with a smile before another pair came up to the mat; the group immediately taking sides and bets on who would win just based off of how they stood.

“Redhead’s definitely taking this one,” Veronica shrugged, “Look at those shoulders; they could bulldoze someone,”

Jughead shook his head. “They were clumsy just on their way to the mat, no way they’re gonna last long,”

Your hands were shaking as you stared at the last fight. You would fight the winner of this fight, and that would determined your placement in this competition. By now, you were guaranteed to move onto Nationals, but there was a difference between moving on as 1st or 2nd.

Your coach put their hand on your shoulder and squeezed it. "You'll do fine kid," You sent them a nervous smile, before the ref blew his whistle. You gulped as the winner stood up with a smile. They shook hands, and the next thing you knew, you were standing up, on your way to the center. "I can do this," you whispered to yourself before you stepped onto the mat.

They smiled at you and moved their blonde hair out of the way. "Good luck," "You too," you smiled, feeling yourself relax just a tiny bit.

The ref repeated the same rules to the both of you before blowing the whistle. You dodged their kick, pushing back on their leg to make them lose their balance, throwing a punch before they could regain it. They moved out of the way, stumbling for a moment before standing straight.

You huffed before taking a deep breath. You threw a punch, before aiming another kick at them. You moved closer to them as you threw punches, making it harder for them to dodge it.

It was a flash of adrenaline as you aimed your hits and kicks, while trying to dodge the ones they threw at you. This fight was lasting longer than usual. Every time you thought that you finally had them, they would throw a punch that would take away your breath, or hit your legs and make you stumble.

You swept your leg under theirs, feeling relieved when their eyes widened. You threw another hit and used your weight to get them more off balance. You both grunted as you hit the ground. By the time that you had collected your thoughts, working to make sure that they didn't get back up, the ref's whistled cut through your panting.

You froze for a moment before you scrambled off of them, helping them up. The ref grabbed your wrist, pulling it up as he said your placement.

Your opponent clapped with a sad smile. "Congrats,"

"Thanks," you said, "You did great ya know,"

"Thanks," they said, before you turned to your coach, giving them a tight hug. As you hugged the rest of your friends, you felt exhausted, happy nonetheless, but exhausted. You shook your head as you got away from your friends, walking right outside for the fresh air. You shut your eyes as you leaned against the wall, realizing that your limbs were even heavier than you had anticipated.

"Hey," you heard a soft voice that was familiar.

You opened your eyes, breath hitching when you recognized Cheryl. "Hi sweetie,"

She smiled at you, stepping closer before she gave you a peck on the cheek. "Why didn't you tell me about this?" ‘

"I don't know," you shrugged, "It just never came up,"

Cheryl rolled her eyes with a smile. "All those late night talks, and you never thought to tell me that you were some karate badass?"

You laughed, grabbing her hand and squeezing it gently. "How did you even get here?"

"Me and your friends were worried about you," she trailed off.

"You guys didn't follow me, did you?" you said, before laughing when she said nothing. "You are all ridiculous, why do I hang out with you?"

"Cuz you love me," Cheryl said, pressing her mouth against yours, relaxing against her and putting a hand behind her neck to try to pull her closer. She pulled away, leaning her forehead against yours. "You were really hot out there ya know,"

"Really?" you laughed, wiggling your eyebrows up and down. "It really was," she whispered, kissing you again before pulling away a lot sooner than you liked, "Daddy,"

You let out a small laugh as you pulled her closer, kissing her again before biting her lower lip, smirking to yourself when she whined against you.

You pulled away from her, about to speak, when the doors to the school opened, your friends stepping out. Betty and Veronica rushed to you to give you tight hugs. "You did so good out there!" Betty cooed next to your ear.

You laughed and said thanks as the boys came up to you, giving their own congratulations. You text your friends that you had a ride home, while climbing into their car.

"Ya know," Cheryl said with a smirk, "You could stay at my house tonight. I know your parents off on a business trip,"

You smiled. "Cher..."

"Please," she said, pouting out her lower lip.

"Okay," you said, giving her a chaste kiss.

#cheryl blossom #cheryl blossom imagine #riverdale #riverdale imagines #madelaine petsch #madelaine petsch imagine #requeseted

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bakubabes-tatakae · 4 years

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Might be out of character but like Dabi getting jealous that his s/o and Hawks are getting along too easily

I LOVE THIS. 👏

The Bird And The Flames || {NSFW} Dabi x Reader

Warnings: jealousy, 18+ content, teasing, smut

Word Count: 846

When you started hanging out with the bird brain you knew that it was something that would make Dabi jealous, but you hadn’t cared. The last thing that you had been worried about was Dabi and his jealousy issues.

As you sat on the couch you watched as Keigo tossed his head back in laughter at your joke. One that you hadn’t thought was all that funny, but you couldn’t help but be amused by his reaction. You leaned back against the couch cushion as he spoke to you. “So where the dabster?”

“Oh dear lord.” You chuckled to him. “Shouldn’t you know by now not to call him that? Last time you did he almost beat you. I had to step in.”

Keigo smirked. “I can handle that hot head.” He pointed at you. “My question is can you handle that hot head?”

You narrowed your eyes. “Of course I can handle that hot head. What could make you think otherwise?”

The blonde-haired man put his arm on the back of the couch and turned to face you. “He’s definitely got an attitude for someone who has the world so good at home. What’s his deal?”

A sigh sounded as you thought about Dabi’s past and all the horrible things that you had been through. “It’s a long story Keigo. It’s not my place to tell it, but he’s had it pretty rough in the past.”

“We’ve got time. Tell me babe.” Keigo pushed you, honestly curious about what could make Dabi the way he was.

“It’s not my place to say. He doesn’t tell very many people about it.” You tried to give him an apologetic smile when you heard the front door of the apartment open.

You knew who it was by the way the door slammed shut, it was almost impossible for Dabi to shut a door without slamming it. Keigo looked behind him at the other room, unable to see who it was, but by the look on your face he knew.

“Oh boy. Daddy’s home.” Keigo laughed and turned back around.

Dabi approached from the kitchen and walked up to your figure, placing a hand under your chin and tilting your head up to look at him. “Yea, daddy’s home.” He smiled agaosnt your lips as he placed a soft kiss to them.

The air changed as you felt the tension between Keigo and Dabi growing. Dabi walked back into the kitchen, leaving the two of you by yourself. Keigo scoffed. “What’s his problem? It was a joke.”

You peeked you’re head to see if he was watching. “I know it was. Looks like he’s on a salty mood today.”

Dabi’s figure leaned against the doorway of the kitchen and your eyes locked. “Y/n.” You swallowed hard as you looked back into his eyes. Dabi’s jealousy wasn’t something that he hid well, and this time was no different than any other. “Come talk to me for a second.”

You slowly stood and waved to Keigo as you stood before him, his body moving to the side so that you could make your way into the kitchen. As he entered behind you he took his place leaning against the counter as you leaned against the other side.

“What’s up?” You crosses your arms as you studied his figure. His raven hair just a little messier than normal today, which meant today had been a rough one for the leauge.

Your genuine confusion amused him as he huffed. “You’re getting awfully comfy with the bird brain out there.”

“Oh stop it Dabi. You know there’s nothing going on with Keigo and I.”

Dabi stood from the counter and walked up to you. “Oh I know that.” He placed his hands on your hips and leaned forward, placing his lips next to your ear. “That’s why I plan on reminding him who you belong too.”

His whispers sent a shiver down your spine. You felt his lips press against your cheek, the staples that riddled his skin cool to the touch against you. “Dabi, you don’t have to be like this.”

He chuckled. “You like it and you know it. Now get on the counter.” Your body instinctively hopped onto the counter behind you. “If there’s one thing I don’t like it’s someone else encroaching on my territory. You’re mine. End of story.”

He leaned his hips into you and you could feel his bulge press against your leg. “Now who do you belong to?”

“You.” You whispered softly into his ear.

“Uh, uh, uh, louder. And I want a name.” His fingers dug into the skin on your legs as his grasped onto you. “Now I’ll ask you again dollface, who do you belong to?”

“You, Dabi.” Your voice had come out just a little louder than you had intended and the smirk on his face told you that.

“That’s much better.” He grasped the edge of your skirt into his hand and balled it up. “Now how about I show him how a real man makes a woman feel?”

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pachitoherrera · 4 years

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hi! can i request a blurb please? somebody flirting with you and pacho being jealous? thank you :)

In Cali nobody dared to try it with you. Although you couldn’t exactly place what you had with Pacho – simple acquaintances, friends with benefits, something more? – people were smart enough to not approach you. In Mexico, it was different. You were nobody, just one of the people Pacho casually brought along to events like this one. A man from Sinaloa had been your company for the past half an hour while Pacho was taken by the pilot man – Carillo Fuentes – to be introduced to business partners. You were patient enough to endure the sweet-talking of the Sinaloan, just for the sake of listening to the mexican accent and making out the differences to the colombian one. And maybe, just maybe, to enjoy the attention Pacho has been denying you the whole evening. A smile of victory hushed over your face when you suddenly felt a tight grip on your waist. Pacho stepped up to you, observing the other man. “Leave”, he finally said in his most charming way, and although the friendly tone was accompanied by a smile, the menace behind his words unmistakeable. The Sinaloan looked at you, and all you could do was offering him an apologetic shrug before he left without further words. “That was rude”, you stated, turning around to face Pacho, your arms crossed over your chest. “He should know that you are mine.” “Am I ?”, you asked teasingly and averted your gaze to look for the Sinaloan. He was sitting at a table with other men, pointing towards you and whispering something. Pacho placed his hand under your chin to turn your head and make you look at him. “Isn’t that obvious?”

a/n: i hope this is what you had in mind, thank you for requesting ! xx

#narcos #pacho herrera x reader #wiriting blurbs is so much fun feel free to requeset more!#m;writings

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