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fiendishfables · 2 months
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Hiii cookie bookie pookie bear, I was wondering if you could write for my short king again (lucifer)! Babyboy is short but how will he be with a gf/wife that is shorter than him! Rahh so cute ♡
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Lucifer x Shorter S/O! Fem! Reader
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warnings: fluff, short people jokes, Lucifer being an emotional dork and lover
words: 664
a/n: sorry for the lack of fics, I've been super busy and have had no motivation recently! Thanks for 300+ followers, I love y'all!
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First of all, it's very rare that Lucifer finds anyone shorter than himself, so you'll have to excuse the literal squeal of excitement he emits the moment he sees you
When you first mention your romantic feelings for him, he had a field day
Someone like yourself, being so beautiful AND short, liking HIM?
He swore it was like being back up in Heaven again
Definitely never misses a chance to make a short joke, despite his own height misfortunes
The internet aided him in coming up with originals
"Hey, how's the weather down there?"
"My golly, it really is the little things in life that matter, isn't it darling?
You have attempted to bite his ankles a few times
Don't worry, if his jokes somehow ends up hurting your feelings, he will be quick to apologize and coddle you for the rest of the day
He is usually very ecstatic whenever you ask him to get anything for you off of a high perch; his chest literally swells with pride that he finally has someone who can come to him for that sort of stuff
"Oh, that old thing up there? No worries, my love. Step aside, step aside now."
Ends up having to get the kitchen stool
But by then, more often than not, it ends up with neither of you being able to reach it, not even with the help of his cane or the stool
Results in him having to get either his daughter, or the spider pornstar he usually tried to avoid if possible (mainly result of his intimidations due to his height, but he was a friend of Charlies)
He will physically deflate if he can't fulfill a need/request you have for him; it crushes his spirit
Likes to put his arm on your head whenever he stands next to you
Its a symbol of both his affection for you and his desire to playfully irritate you
Says you make a good armrest
He only got the satisfaction of saying it once though, because you kicked him harshly in the shin after
He thinks you are just the cutest thing when you're mad; he likes seeing you yell at other people, especially Alastor
But if you yell at him instead during these times, he will go wrap himself up in a blanket and have a breakdown on his own time
You wont see him for a good hour or two; he's off sobbing in some random corner
Eventually he will resurface and request your attention, which you gladly provide him with, apologizing and telling him your words were only humor based and not meant to be taken to heart
Lucifer is already such a sensitive soul, he claims you are turning him to mush by just being the cutest thing to ever behold him
He can't fathom the idea of ever making his precious lady mad at him
Loves getting you funny t-shirts and stuff that have short people jokes on them
Almost always insists on being the big spoon when the two of you cuddle
He's finally taller than someone for once in his life, okay?
He gets the chance to feel like he is effectively protecting someone, this time by covering them with his body like a shield; this has never happened before
Let him have this one victory; he feels accomplished, the poor baby
No one can deny that he has tons of fun with you, as he now gets to be the one who feels all high and mighty
Your height is an ongoing topic throughout the relationship
He often forgets that he himself still only stands just above five feet
He once even tried to fight Alastor because you genuinely make him feel like he's a 7ft giant
Safe to say he came back to you with his tail between his legs, feelings hurt, and still a whopping 5,2
But with you, he may as well have been standing on top of the world
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u-adskinaesthetic · 6 months
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LOL, imagine: Twisted Wonderland mini fanfics.
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Ok, but can you imagine dating Floyd and him not being chosen to attend the masquerade event, but you are. There are only two outcomes I can think of that would happen.
Scenario 1# Crybaby
Floyd: Why can't I go?!! It's not fair Shrimpy is going and not me!!!
(Y/n): *Literally can't breathe being crushed to death in Floyd's arms*
Azul: Go ahead, cry about it. You're just throwing a tantrum because (Y/n) is going and you are not.
Floyd: *Squeezing the absolute life out of (Y/n)* But I want to go!! It's not fair!!!
Jade: *Amused. This little piece of sh*t won't help you* Floyd, your suffocating (Y/n).
(Y/n): *Can't plead for life with your mouth covered. You pass out due to suffocation*
When you wake up, you'll have a very clingy Floyd following you around before your departure. It takes the whole staff and more to pry him off you before you can travel through the mirror. Floyd would cry even when he is pinned to the ground trying to join your group. You promise him lots of cuddles and kisses when you get back.
Scenario 2# Threatens Crowley. Period.
*Just before everyone departs on their trip, Floyd rushes in at mock speed tackling you into a hug*
(Y/n): *Absolutely squished in Floyd's arms* Floyd, what are you doing here?
Floyd: Isn't this great Shrimpy? I get to come with you! We're going to have so much fun together! *Happy eel noises as he twirls you both*
Crowley: *Coming up from behind with that dumbass smile of his* I have decided it would be best if another exemplary student like Mr. Leech helps represent our school. Why, he was so full of energy and so pushy.....ahem...I mean excited, I couldn't say no. I am most gracious!
(Y/n): *Smiles* Floyd threatened you, didn't he?
Floyd: Yay, Shrimpy!!!
*Everyone, mostly Azul who is already getting a headache, worried about how things will play out*
You are genuinely happy Floyd gets to come with you. Man is attached to your hip everywhere you go. There was never a dull moment with him, and the memories you shared will never perish. Nor the hundreds of hugs or kisses you received every second of the day. Rollo was disgusted. He's just mad because he gets no women with that ugly *ss bowl cut on his head.
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lumarisart · 6 months
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I'm almost there! SGC 6 is taking longer than I wanted to get done, but it's mostly executive dysfunction kicking my ass lol. This is why I don't do preorders for this series - but also it's a thing for fun, I'm trying to keep it fun to work on.
A little TLDR, because the amazon descriptions suck & I never properly introduced my writing or this series lol (I should hire someone when I have the money, to write a better blurb lol) but SGC is, in a nutshell, about a group running a cafe in the day, and doing some ghoul hunting at night for extra cash. When they stumble on something seemingly big, they think they can leverage whatever info they find into a possible job - whether just selling the information or doing something in return for a big payout - either way, they stick their noses into something that ends up being bigger than they expected.
At one point they'll have to decide whether to continue a "normal" life, or if they should seize the chance to try and do something about it. That's the plot, but at its core it's a very obvious love story about two guys who were very good friends, but became something more.
I rate it 18+ for vulgar language, some explicit scenes (both s*x and gore and drug use) and there's a lot....lot of F-bombs.
Setting: Think of a high fantasy world. A few thousand years later, they merge magic and technology. An industrial revolution begins! Then, a couple more thousand years, and new magic is discovered, and space exploration is unlocked! Now we have mega-metropolis cities, space ports, council of dragon shifters splitting the city into districts, and intergalactic government that tries to keep them in line.
The characters never set foot offworld (not in this season anyway) but there's plenty of mention of it.
Serial: This is a serial, not a big book - each episode is 20-60 pages, sometimes less, sometimes more. But it's why it's $1 an episode to read (although I may restructure this if I can get my own website redone) via Amazon (for now.) Once the whole season is done (10 episodes) I'll lump them together in a big single volume and offer a special edition paperback and hardcover (which I hope to fully illustrate!)
Background:
I started SGC in 2020, though festered the idea of it in October of 2019. 2020 needed a change of pace from my usual high/steampunk fantasy stories and characters, and thus SGC was born. In 2021, after hiring my editor (who isn't on here sadly) we worked together to get the first 5 launched. It's been over a year since releasing SGC5, but I'm happy to finally get back into it.
If you read all that, thank you! If not, totally understand. Thank you for your time ^_^
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r-ando-m-w-rite-r · 1 year
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- A Short Revenant x Reader -
Warning: Fluff, Very Little Violence, FEM!reader
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Your breath hitched as the sound of thudding footsteps sounded below you. You were hiding in a corner behind a crate on the second floor of the building. An enemy deathbox sat beside you, still warm. That had been your kill, but their teammate was not happy about their comrade’s death. 
“Allfather, give me sight!” Shit, it was Bloodhound. A scan was heard, but they must’ve aimed it another way, because the red residue of it was nowhere to be seen. Now they were sprinting up the stairs at a rapid pace, and you had no doubt they would find you if you didn’t move. Move. 
Jumping up and over the crate, you aimed your sentinel at the entryway to the stairs. The beast’s head appeared, their body following closely. They were panting deeply, and red wreaths of electricity mixed with coils of smoke engulfed them. They had a Hemlock in hand, but before they could even react, you fired. 
Squinting as your ears rang from the gunshot, you focused your vision again, and there sat a deathbox, fresh and glowing a luminescent red in the dark room. The speakers around the map came on and sounded, “There is a new kill leader: Y/n.” Sighing, you slung the sniper back onto it’s holster on your back and you used your now free hand to wipe the gritty sweat off your forehead.
 “Nice job, skinsuit.” You jumped slightly at the deep, echoing voice coming somewhere behind you. It was Revenant, your teammate. Even though he was silent, you could still feel his presence close to you. It was scary, but not too scary, as he was on your team. 
 “I could’ve used some help.”, you remarked as you poked through your fresh kill’s loot. You found a red evo shield and quickly replaced it for your damaged blue one before withdrawing from the box. Damn, Bloodhound must’ve been the kill leader with all of their good loot.
“Shut it girly, I was right here if you needed rescuing.”, he growled. You turned around to face him but was met with his torso. It caught you off guard that he was that close, and you looked up, your eyes meeting with his yellow LEDs. He peered down at you with the same malicious look that he always has, and even though you knew he wouldn’t harm you, his glare still made you writhe on the inside.  
“You look squirmish.”, he observed, and you couldn’t help but flush slightly before grunting and turning away. 
“Nah, the fight just had me shook up is all.”, you mustered out, surprised your voice never wavered once. Why was that bot so damn intimidating? You went to walk past the deathbox, now glowing a dim blue, when something pulled you back by the shirt. Squeaking slightly in fear, you were swung around to face Revenant once more, his LEDs stuck on you and glowing furiously. 
“I didn’t say you could leave yet.”, he growled. His claws clung onto the back of your shirt, hoisting your feet a few inches off the ground, but surprisingly you weren’t being choked by the front of the shirt. A few awkward seconds passed before he made this low growling sound. Your heart began skipping around beats, the adrenaline making it hard for your organs to function properly. Great, you pissed him off. The question was, however, whether or not he would do something about it, and you were about to find out.
Slowly, Revenant pushed his face forward, forcing it into the spot between the side of your neck and your shoulder. You yelped, but he still had you hanging, so there was nothing you could do except for squirm a little. He rubbed the side of his metal face into your skin, absorbing the heat being produced by your violent flushing. Intaking deeply, he took in your aroma, weirdly enough. It was making you uncomfortable, but at the same time you kind of liked it? 
The two of you stayed in that position for what seemed like minutes before he started..rumbling? No, it wasn’t a growling, you ruled that out. It was more similar to that of purring. Was he purring? Was he actually liking this? Did he like you? What did this mean?
Finally, he withdrew, looking back into your eyes before setting you down. Upon impact, you almost fell due to lack of standing for the last few minutes. He held on to your shirt to support you, but once you gained balance he let go. You looked up at him, confused as to what just happened but definitely not going to question it. He looked back down at you for a moment before reaching out his hand and patting you on the head.
You flinched, and he must’ve noticed, because he paused before withdrawing his hand. Walking past you, he started down the stairs, one hand pulling out his Flatline, the other one up against the wall, leaving scratch marks behind as he dragged it across the surface. His hulking mass retreated out of sight silently. You knew you had to follow him, but things were definitely going to be awkward now.
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susanmacnicol · 9 months
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Fancy a short, funny read with loads of sweet romance? This one should do for you.. mybook.to/UnlikelyInLove Meet Elliot and Dan in ‘Benchpressed’ City planner Elliot meets personal trainer Dan and between them, they whip the gym into shape… “I happen to think you have a very nice belly,” Dan murmured. “It makes a change from the usual devotion to keeping a six pack.” His tone went dreamy. “I like a man with a bit of meat on him.” Oh, fuck me. That sounded a bit awkward, even to me. My body flushed with heat and I cleared my throat. Meet Davey and Gus in ‘Dear Davey’ Agony Aunt columnist Davey has an unfortunate habit of causing mayhem for fellow worker Gus. He also has no filter. Remind you of someone? “Oh, and I’m sorry I set fire to your waste bin yesterday,” I muttered. “Who else would it have been?” he said. “Do I need to take out company hazard pay when I go out with you?” I huffed, flicking my hair back from my forehead. “Puhleaze. It’d be worth every penny, I promise.” Behind me, Gus’s cologne invaded my nostrils and I closed my eyes, inhaling his scent. Meet Cooper and Robbie in ‘Banana Appeal’ Graphic artist Cooper meets neighbour Robbie when a gecko brings them together. I took a step forward, brandishing the banana toward him as if entreating him to eat it. Robbie took a step back, a wary look crossing his face. I wondered whether he’d expected me to ask him to fellate it. Because that would have been a complete waste when my dick was willing to be wrapped between those full lips. The banana didn’t stand a fucking chance if I got in there first.
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networkthoughts · 10 months
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cupofteajones · 1 year
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Can you believe its December already? The end of the year is fast approaching and it looks like you haven't hit your reading goal 😕. But don't fret! Not only you still have time but they are plenty of short but compelling reads that will help you crush your reading challenge! Head over to the link in my bio to find the full list! Books Shown 📚: "These Are The Words" by @nikita_gill "There Is (Still) Love Here" by @deanatta "The Trial" (US Title: No Accidents) by @laura_bates__ "My Pen Is The Wing Of A Bird: New Fiction by Afghan Women" "Foster" by #ClaireKeegan "Fix The System Not The Women" by @laura_bates__ #books #books2022 #bookstagram #readingchallenge #challengeaccepted #readingchallenge2022 #shortreads #poetry #ukyabooks #feminism #deanatta #nikitagill #laurabates https://www.instagram.com/p/ClpducULI4c/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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stacybennettauthor · 2 years
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Day 5 of the #writerfriendschallenge Name a witchy read. Nettle & Bone by K A Kingfisher is a terrific witchy story with heavy fairy tale vibes. Love the unlikely heroine and her even unlikelier cadre of helpers, the classic tropes and the twists of them. A fabulous five star short read. For those who like fat books with sloooww burn I also recommend the Blackthorn & Grim series by Juliet Marillier. #witchyreads #bookrecommendations #writerscommunity #fairytales #shortreads #bigbooks Thank you to @susanleighneedham and @thatsarahelynn https://www.instagram.com/p/CjY0IZwr9nD/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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innocentprattle · 2 years
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on being unloveable or silent love
on being unloveable or silent love
Sometimes you wake up and just feel a little unloved, unloveable. Nobody tells you they love you, but that doesn’t mean they don’t. The first hour of your eyes being open and your brain running is really the moodsetter, the vibes o’ the day, if you will. What are you thinking about? Who is in the room? Are they looking at you and are you lucky enough to wake up being loved? Has the cat kept…
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(via Book Review | Convenience Store Woman By Sayaka Murata.)
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biffmitchell · 1 month
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What The Hell: Words
By Biff Mitchell
Nothing should ever be taken so seriously that you can’t laugh when the politically correct police aren’t around. And if they are? Well, maybe they need a laugh as well. I think there might be an article in here that delves into that. But maybe not.
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junihtochr · 3 months
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In stare potențială
Oamenii nu se vindecã, pentru cǎ sunt convinși cǎ nu pot. 
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u-adskinaesthetic · 6 months
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LOL, imagine: Twisted Wonderland mini fanfics.
(P.s. I have only read book one out of the five books so far. Book two coming tomorrow. Based on what I know, this is how Rollo would act in my world).
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Lol. Imagine Rollo trying to ask you out after the Masquerade event.
Rollo: (Y/n), I despise you. Everything I worked so hard for is down in flames because of you heathen. I am a pious man whose mind sways before you. Gypsy woman, how dare you cast this spell on me. I abhor the very bane of your existence, and I hope you die a pitiful death.
(Y/n): *Confused*
Rollo: Please, date me.
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suparhythm · 4 months
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Read the adventures of Buzi, here. Thanks.
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joyffree · 6 months
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Has the hunter gotten too close to the prey?
My name is Ember Rose. That’s not my real name, though. The truth is, I don’t have one. And I’m not from here.
I was raised along with other genetically engineered supernaturals in a secret compound where we endured excruciating training to hone and control our powers. We have one mission – to kill.
As a massage therapist, I am quiet and unassuming, which works in my favor. I lure my targets to my table and there, once they relax completely, I shift into my feline form. All it takes is one tiny scratch for me to administer the lethal poison. Afterward, they never put two-and-two together about what’s made them so ill. At least, not until it’s too late.
However, when I’m assigned Dante Vitale, the son of notorious mob boss Victorino Vitale and sole heir of a massive fortune, I’m thrown off kilter. How can someone so powerful and yet so tender be fated to die? Now I fear I’ve stalked my prey so well that I've grown too attached to kill him…but perhaps I should fear what will happen to me if I don’t…
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jeyranmain · 7 months
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(via Intersections: Life-Changing Stories From My Rideshare Passengers by Andrew Spink (Book Review #1569))
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