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project-sekai-facts · 3 months

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Hey I've been wondering, could you explain Akito and his death symbolism? It's been constantly mentioned or implied in his recent focus songs and VBS covers (getting lines about "death" or "dying" and the likes)

It's just because the fandom is using that to mischaracterize him as an overly depressed and suicidal guy (another Mafuyu copy; pls save him and Tsukasa) and I just don't think that's what the writers mean to say and the point of his whole character!!!

(prefacing this: I'm aware there was a thread about this going round twitter a while ago, I haven't read it specifically because of this ask and if anything is the same that wasn't intentional and I apologise)

A large part of Akito's character arc is his difficulty with improvement and his sheer determination and passion that goes alongside it. He had always viewed his lack of natural talent and unrefined skills as something that made him inferior, which only led to him pushing himself to his extremes, and trying to face things independently and head-on. This is something that's touched on heavily in the STRAY BAD DOG event, where we get to see him learn to rely on his teammates more and realise that he isn't alone. Find A Way Out continues his arc of personal development, with him realising he's actually not so different to the people he looks up to, and finally learning to accept and feel confident with his improvement instead of just pushing forward almost desperately. It's that idea of him finally realising that he won't always be a step behind everyone else and good things are actually coming with his hard work.

Building off that idea, it's like a sort of rebirth. And that's where the links to Kashika come in. Kashika is a song about death and longing which gets horribly misinterpreted and has led people to believe Akito is suicidal which is simply untrue. The thing that's dying in this context is Akito's old self. The child who had no talent and was falling so far behind everyone. The child who worked so, so, so hard to be perfect is dying. And that sounds like a negative thing but it's really not. It's a metaphor for Akito reflecting on himself and moving on from the past and breaking new ground.

The 2DMV adds another layer to this with its marigolds, which not only symbolise death, but also can symbolise a renewal. And in this case, renewal refers to Akito's growth following the events of FAWO. He finally faced up to his past mistakes and overcame them, but even then he won't let himself feel relief. It's only with the help of Taiga's story about Ken that he's finally able to be more satisfied with himself and how far he's managed to come. He's finally able to break out from that belief that he's forever going to be stuck behind, and he's able to have faith in himself. Realising that Ken was just like him and managed to get to such a high level of skill and be so respected by those around him finally lets Akito believe that he too can reach that same light.

The butterflies in the background again symbolise renewal or transformation. It's not about death as per se, it's about change. Change and growth and transformation are recurring themes in prsk's character writing, and Akito is no exception. While on a surface level, Kashika is about death, if you put it next to the story, it's about regeneration. Akito is moving forward and leaving the old him behind, he says as much in the FAWO story.

If you actually read the lyrics to Kashika, it's genuinely kinda shocking to me how much people misinterpret its connection to Akito as a character. Like I get the song talks about death a lot and wanting to die, but particularly in these extracts you can see some of the key points of the FAWO event - Akito's determination, passion and self-acceptance. It's a song about Akito growing up, physically and emotionally, and saying goodbye to his past self.

Now as anon pointed out, the marigolds previously appeared in his card from Light Up The Fire. And while in the case of this event, it was most likely drawn to connect with the story surrounding Nagi's death, but it's worth mentioning that every character had their own flower, so the marigolds are specific to him.

As I mentioned in today's fact, aside from being associated with death, grief, and mourning, marigolds can also have positive connotations of optimism and passion based on their warm and vibrant colors. One of the key elements of LUTF was despair and grief, shown through more ways than one. Whilst the truth of Nagi's death came as a shock to the VBS and the others, the following battle with Taiga crushed their hope to the point that everyone except VBS gave up. VBS decides to keep trying for Nagi, and again there's that idea of a renewal. They know the truth now, and are going to come back and get better. Now while this is more general about VBS, the marigolds are still specific to Akito, considering how he's always been the most determined one who has taught himself that the only way he can succeed is through sheer perseverance. Whilst it applies to all of VBS in this instance, it applies even moreso to him.

Also it leads very nicely into his fes card story, which follows after the events of LUTF from his point of view. Something notable about his fragment sekai is that it's a completely barren wasteland. It's dead. And to top it all off, he gets amnesia. However the whole point of his sekai is to remind him of his determination, remind him that he has never once given up on this dream, how he's fought and fought to hold onto it and shouldn't let what happened with Taiga and the truth behind RW strike him down. Despite the area being dead and barren, and despite the fact he can't even remember who he is at all, he still pushes forwards and keeps walking through the dangerous environment because he knows he can't just sit around, he knows he has to do something. He knows it's not a choice, it's a necessity for him to persevere, even if he can't remember why. In the end he does remember, and finds a single flower that is managing to flourish despite the harsh conditions, and he even compares himself to it because truthfully they're one in the same. Even in a hopeless situation, Akito manages to pull through. In a metaphorical sense, he can't truly die, he still finds a way to thrive even if the world is against him. His determination truly is the core of his character.

And that leads us nicely to BURN MY SOUL, which I would consider to be the end of his first character arc. Despite having learnt a lesson about his true strength and potential in FAWO, he still hasn't reached that full potential, and he still believes that he needs to keep pushing and keep working. Through Ken's advice, he's able to realise that he's been so focused on perfection that he's bottling up all the passion inside of him. Because he's so passionate about music and it's this passion that fuels his resolve that is ultimately his core, his soul. And especially after everything that's happened, the fact that there's still a lingering sense of despair after the incident with Taiga, he needs to truly let that passion burn and realise that his true potential has been inside of him all along. His role as assigned by Ken is to light up a fire amongst the people again, so he let's the fire within him burn freely for the first time, and it works exactly as needed and is able to rekindle hope throughout the town and in one of his teammates.

Back to that idea about how metaphorically Akito cannot die, I really like the symbolism of fire within VBS and Akito in particular because it's framed in such a way that the fire lit by RW is a flame that can't burn out. Even with things such as CRaZY's "I'm so ready to die" and the "I'm going to pry it open like I'm going to die" voiceline that plays when you pull his WL card, it's not meant in such a way that he wants to die, but in a way that he's going to put his all into it as if it is the last thing he'll ever do. Akito doesn't want to die, he wants to live to see things through to the end. He's too determined to let anything snuff out his flame, and even then that makes me think of the original usage of snuffing out a flame, which was actually to trim the wick so the flame could burn brighter. If you care enough about that dumb candle analogy, you could say that Taiga/the events of LUTF tried to extinguish Akito's flame, only for him to come back from the dead (and quite literally considering the wasteland in his fes card), and now he's only burning brighter and stronger.

Akito's death symbolism isn't a negative thing. Akito isn't someone who wants to die, he's too determined to die. No matter how much the universe tells him to give up he'll never stop pushing and never stop breaking down the walls around him until he sees his dreams through. All his death symbolism is equally tied to the idea of rebirth or even just living. Kashika is about him leaving his past behind and moving forward, his fes card is about his passion counteracting despair, and Burn my soul/CRaZY/Break down the wall are all about him being so fired up that he's going to act as if it's his final day. He's learning to be satisfied with his life and where he is. He's ready to live and to say he wants to die is a great injustice to his character arc.

#sorry this kinda just became an akito character analysis but. i think atp you're all just used to it #asks #mod talks #akito shinonome

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loveforquanrui · 4 months

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your most recent reactions post is so well written, i love it sm you’re such a good author ❤️

i was wondering if i could request a zb1 reaction to moving in with you and what they would do/how’d they act? i understand if not

have an amazing day 😇

hiii anon!! Thank you so much for the compliments and thank you so so much for requesting! :') It really made my day. Sorry I took so long but here it is, I hope you enjoyed it <3

to be with you than alone

제로베이스원 - jebewon (ot8) moving in with you and how they are, gn reader. i did not include yujin because I did not feel comfy writing about him in this topic. There are no disclaimers I believe but let me know if i missed any!

-jiwoong-

caretaker but gives you alone time when needed

as soon as he got your approval to move in with you he was so happy, but tried not to show it

he had been wanting to move in with you for a while now

once he moved in he was already on boyfriend duty 24/7

knows that you have trouble sleeping so he is ready to give you the comfort that you need <3

does chores for you but probably won't do his (he's so in love pls)

ALWAYS wake up first to prepare breakfast for the two of you

in the case that he is busy with schedules he would leave a simple note

constantly tries to take care of you

BUT he does not want to overwhelm you so he lets you be alone sometimes

don't be fooled though, he is sometimes peaking out of the corner of his eye to make sure you are okay

-hao-

always music playing in the background and helpful

when hao moved in with you, you swear you've never heard this much music during your lifetime

there is not one second where you don't hear him singing, practicing his violin, or playing his new songs

you don't mind it ofc!

Hao has such a lovely voice so you are always pleased to hear it

You and Hao decided to split the chores in half so it can be fair to both of y'all

Every night before bed Hao sets up his night playlist and you both fall asleep in each others arms listening to his favorite songs

The playlist is made full of calm songs that remind him of you but he doesn't tell you that, he's too shy to admit

When mornings come you usually do your morning routine in the bathroom but..

by the time you get out to your surprise

the bed is made and Hao is no where to be seen

he was shy AGAIN but he wanted to help

-hanbin-

literal royalty treatment

ever since hanbin moved in, so many worries and stress factors have been lifted off you

chores? what even are chores?

you're not lazy in fact you are used to doing your chores but ever since hanbin moved in, he doesn't let you do them

when night comes, both of you head to the already prepared bed

he'll make sure you are sound asleep first before sleeping himself

like jiwoong he also wakes up first

he wants to prepare anything you could possibly need before you wake up

slippers incase the floor is cold? check! water on the nightstand? check! glasses if you need them? check!

before he moved in your fridge was practically empty but now it's always filled since he wants to make your favorite foods every day

he just cares so much about you and you are his literal royalty so he will be treating you as one

-matthew-

a fun sleepover everyday

when matthew was moving in you remembered the HUGE setup he brought with him

for matthew a pc and a monitor were not enough there was more to his set up

you weren't much into gaming so you just let it slip across your mind as one of his hobbies

while you would clean the house, he would always say

"y/n!! y/n!! come watch this match"

and that's how he got you into playing video games with him

soon enough he was buying you your own set up

your apartment lowkey became a gaming lounge for you and matthew

ofc there was also other hobbies that came with matthew moving in

Strength training was one of them

Boy, does Matt love working out

Matthew slowly began to introduce you to multiple hobbies everyday

There was not a single day that did not feel like a fun sleepover with friends

-taerae-

looking out for you while maintaining pure happiness

taerae is so responsible

he is in charge of buying what is needed or missing in the apartment (he gave himself that role)

he makes sure you are saving your money since he doesn't want you to have any worries

you and him cook together or take turns making meals for each other

he made a secret cabinet full of your favorite things, which he takes out whenever you have a bad day

when you are ready to go to sleep taerae is getting ready to perform for you

he will sing you to sleep

he won't stop singing until are asleep

he knows you love hearing his beautiful voice, since he has noticed that you always fall asleep with a smile on your face

He wants to see you smile and he will do anything to see that beautiful cute smile of yours

-ricky-

change in both of ya'll life

you and ricky living together was like that one episode from F4 Thailand

both of you had to adapt to each other different habits

ricky started to learn how to do things himself but even so you wanted to treat him like a prince so you offered to do stuff for him

For example, cooking? done by you. laundry? also done by you.

to compensate for all the hard work you do for him and yourself

Ricky replaces your own furniture with newer more expensive ones with TWICE the comfort

you both always end up falling asleep at 4am or even later sometimes

why? because ricky is constantly tugging on your arm saying

"y/n let's watch this kdrama"

you had to admit he had some good reccommendations

while adapting to something new was difficult for both of you

you didn't let that come in the way of you having fun with each other

whether that was by watching kdramas or playing dress up in each others closet

you both always remained happy

-gyuvin-

chaos yet surprising matureness

oh gyuvin..

once he moved in you got your first ever noise complaint

it wasn't just because of gyuvin though.. well..

techincally gyuvin made you laugh really hard then there was knocks

there was simply never a moment of silence with the happy bambi now joining your household

if you were gone for longer than five minutes you would hear

"Y/NNN"

"WHERE ARE YOU IM BORED LETS PLAY A GAME"

and there you would go

but to your surprise gyuvin was actually very mature despite what many may believe

when those noise complains came in he apologized and really toned it down for everyone

he helps with any bills you may have to pay and even often pays them for you

he makes sure you are always okay with his presence since he knows people can get drained from his extroverted self

despite his playful nature he is very mature and caring

-gunwook-

respectful and caring

before moving in Gunwook had a strange request

"Let me meet your parents"

he had already met them but he wanted to make sure they were okay with him moving in with you

once he got the approval, similar to Hanbin it was instant royalty treatment

began to keep an extra of your comfort items incase it was needed

Gunwook is very observant therefore he always keeps an eye out for items you may be using

when he sees they are about to be finished

he buys some new ones and tries secretly to hide them

you always act surprise which brings him to cutely jump out behind you to say "See I'm psychic, I already knew what you needed"

Did I mention that your apartment has become a "gunwook cuddle station"

you both are cuddling ALL THE TIME

gunwook cares so much about your comfort that you were always his first priority

Hii guys I hope you all enjoyed. Especially because it’s not my best work but I tried my best <3 also CONGRATS TO ZB1 and HAO ON THEIR AWARDS I LOVE MY JEBIS 🥲🥲

#zb1 #zb1 imagines #zb1 reactions #zb1 scenarios #zb1 x reader #zerobaseone #zerobaseone reactions #kim gyuvin #zhang hao #park gunwook #sung hanbin #kim jiwoong #kim taerae #seok matthew #shen ricky

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roostersgirlfriendlovesf1 · 1 month

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you're losing me | charles leclerc

prompt: charles has been off the past couple of weeks and all y/n wants to do is help him, but what can she do when he won't open up? it's tiring feeling alone, but it's hard to speak up. will charles finally let her in or will it be the end?

warnings: angst and sadness, but it ends up ok lol

a/n: hey guys! this is just a one part story, but i would really love some prompts. please feel free to request anything! i write for bradley bradshaw, lando norris, charles leclerc, mason mount, jake sersein, and christian pulisic. i also love using songs as inspo so pls feel free to use a song as a prompt! thanks for the support!

The past couple of weeks had been a game of if Charles would speak when he got home or not. The endless amounts of sympathy y/n gave him didn’t seem to open him up. She thought that perhaps he would let himself enjoy life over the summer break, but she doesn’t think he has even said four words to her. The past few days he had left early for runs, climbing out of bed and getting back into it without so much as a squeak of a floorboard. Nightly rituals between them had been forgotten. This was only their third month… She thought. There were so many things left unsaid between them, things that she felt unimportant to tell him. Things she thought could be seen as coming off “too strong.” But she was extremely tired of feeling alone. She missed his arm around her as they watched the Monaco skies, she missed the smell of his hair after he showered, and she just missed the sound of his voice. Her clothes in his drawers dedicated to her started to feel misplaced. She felt like her presence started to feel like an intrusion. She was practically living with him, but it started to feel like she should be paying rent.

y/n sat on a barstool, waiting for Charles to come back from running whatever errand he hadn’t told her about. Her head was in her hands as she stared lazily out the window, dark clouds were forming. Click. The door opened. She looked at him, urging him to speak. He looked at her, a quick glance before walking into their room. She heard the water start running in the shower. A tight feeling formed in her throat. How can he not see there’s a problem? She placed her head in her hands and allowed herself to shed a few tears. A few minutes went by before the sound of footsteps interrupted her silence. She picked her head up. “Charlie?” She tries to get his attention. No answer. Nothing new. She’s not sure she even remembers what it sounds like when he says her name. A sigh leaves his mouth.

“Yes?”

“Where are you going?” She asked, just a simple question.

“Out to dinner.” He tied his shoes.

Please just look at me. Please just see that there is something wrong. A brief moment of silence. “Somethings not working.” She bit her nails.

“I don’t understand.” He shook his head, dismissing her statement.

“I know you don’t.” Her brows furrowed. This can still be fixed. Everything we built can still stand. “Charles, you haven’t said four words to me since you’ve gotten home. Hell, you’ve barely talked to me for weeks. I don’t know what to do!”

“I don’t know what you're talking about.”

“You haven’t even touched me.” The room once filled with light felt cold and empty.

“Didn’t know you needed that validation.” He mumbled.

“A hug is seen as validation? A fucking hug from someone I haven’t seen or spoken to because he won’t respond whether it’s in person or over the phone!” Just pull me into a hug now, all will be forgotten. Please just hold me.

“I don’t have time for this right now.” Disappointment.

“It's now or never. I’ve given you the best I have.” Tell me what to give after that. Her voice caught. She stood, feeling vulnerable in his sweatshirt and his sweatpants. Silence again. Silence that he was not willing to break. “Okay.” She nodded. “I’ll be out of here by the time you get home. I just-” She ran a hand through her hair, “I just need a bit to gather my things.” Guilt panged in her chest, the feeling of being an intruder tearing through her. She held her head high as she walked into their room, grabbing an empty box from beside the trash.

“Y/n.” He stood in the doorframe. She willed herself to continue packing, despite her longing for his voice. “Y/n.”

“Enough!” She slammed the shirt she had started folding into the box. “Just go to dinner.”

“I didn’t fucking ask you to stay through anything!” He snapped. “I don’t need to see you or feel your embrace every time I come home from a shitty race weekend.”

“Good because it's never happening again! You won’t ever have to see me again after tonight.” The sound of thunder caused her to flinch. Charles’ face softened as he glanced out the window.

“You can’t leave tonight.” He shook his head.

“I’ll do whatever I want.” She seethed. She kept her head down, making no eye contact. “You’ll do whatever you want tomorrow when the storm clears.” He stated. Y/n held her breath until she felt his presence dissolve. The sound of his footsteps led her to believe he went to his sim room. She shut the door quietly before breaking down. Her face felt burning hot as she rapidly shoved clothes into a random backpack. She frantically tried to collect herself before stepping back into the living room. She held a box in her arms as she struggled to open the apartment door. Rain poured as she sheltered under the overhang of the building. Her heart pounded, all she wanted to do was get out of his way. Y/n made a run for her car and quickly opened the trunk, shoving the box inside before slamming it closed and heading back inside. The lighting of the apartment was dark as the natural lighting was miniscule. Charles had moved to the couch, a solemn look in his eyes as he scrolled on his phone. He glanced up to see y/n drenched in rain. “Mon coeur…” He watched her as she ignored him and kept walking back to their room. He followed her, attempting to talk, but was quickly denied as she reached their bathroom and quickly locked the door.

Y/n peeled off the wet clothes and glanced at herself in the mirror. A quick rush of feeling came back to her as she let out a sob, steadying herself on the sink counter. The coldness of the rain washed off of her as she bathed in the warmth of the shower, although the tears never ceased to flow. How does she pick up her life after this? The relationship was so public, that doesn’t just fizzle out.

She walked into the bedroom, towel wrapped around her. Charles was sitting at the foot of the bed, feet planted, head in hands. She quietly grabbed her undergarments, a shirt, and a pair of sleep shorts from the bag she had packed earlier and retreated back into the bathroom. She never did that. Charles thought. She never hid herself away instead of doing something so intimate as changing her clothes in front of him. She changed in the bathroom and washed her face. Y/n opened the bathroom door slowly and noticed Charles in the same position. “I’m so embarrassed.” He spoke.

“Now you talk…” She whispered.

“I’m so fucking emberassed with myself I can’t stand it.” He held the end of the sleeves of his sweater in his hands. “I know I don’t deserve you and I know I’ve treated you horribly. There’s no excuse.” He kept his composure. “My team is just so-so aggravating and for a while I viewed you as my escape from all that, but the more interested in me you got and the more you wanted to know the more I grew embarrassed. I’m embarrassed with my performance in the car and I’m embarrassed for you to see that I’m undeserving of you. I never wanted to tear you down with me though.”

Her mouth opened to speak, but her body moved first. She sat down next to him and pulled him into a hug.

“I’m sorry.” He whispered.

“Me too.” She kissed the side of his face.

“I love you.” He brushed the wet hair off of her face. “And I really don’t want you to leave.”

#charles leclerc imagine #charles leclerc fanfic #charles leclerc fic #charles leclerc x you #charles leclerc #f1 imagine #f1 fanfic #f1 x reader #f1

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d0g0r0t · 6 months

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y/n comforting Toby after one of his anger outbursts🤗

Comforting Toby after outbursts

Depending on what is outburst were ABOUT is when you should and shouldn't be in the same room as him

If it's coming that doesn't involve you negatively then yea PLS COMFORT HIM

He's all over you.

Arms wrapped around your waist and under the covers as he uses your body as a stress toy mumbling random things

He loves when you do little romantic things to cool him down.

Taking him away from everything else and praising him in a gentle manner. He melts for your touch when you do

Or when you hum little songs for him as he rests in your arms, head dug into your cheat as he listens to your slow heart beat

When you guys are in public he most of the time has his head buried into your hair and arms around your neck as he goes quiet.

As long as your there he's fineeee.... kinda

Most of the time he just let's you hold him for HOURS

He's low-key so pathetic to your kindness. Whining for you to be closer and to not leaving him.

His outburst can be alot sometimes... well most of the time

It's not always at you but sometimes it is

After every outburst he'll get super emotional, huffing like a dog and staring at you for a few moments before breaking down into tears, shoulders dropped and knees shaking

When he does lash out at you he wants to be alone and cool down. Mostly because he fears he might hurt you more rather then the argument itself

He interrupts ALOT when he's mad. Never letting you speak your mind or actually help him

"No! He won't fucking stop!" "Tobias please... just calm do-" "NO SHUT UP JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP!!"

Yea..

But afterwards he's quietly crying in your arms saying how much he's sorry

Just turn on scream or the conjuring and cuddle up with him :(

He's literally so pathetic

Depending how caring you he'll give back the same kindness when you need it

He always gives back to you one way or another

Whether it be gifts, snacks, cuddles, kisses, sex

He loves that you can handle him. It makes him feel so good and loved it makes him so giddy and fuzzy

He always feels bad in the end that u have to handle it all.

He feels like it's to much and he's scared he might break you with all of personal shit but he loves you so much for that

The fact you take him in with open arms after the horrible things he says

It doesn't make sense to him

But he loves you

THANK YOU FOR ALL THE SUPPORT I KNOW ITS GETTING OUT REALLY REALLLY SLOW BUT MY BAD GRADES R CATCHING UP TO ME 😭🫶🫶🫶

#creepypasta #ticci toby x reader #ticci toby #slenderman #toby rogers #x reader #crp #creepypasta x reader

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11vr1 · 1 year

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Morning ⭒ Shuri Udaku

Synopsis › A brief look into a rare morning waking up with Queen Shuri.

Pairing › Shuri x Singer! Fem Reader

Inspo › “Morning” - Teyana Taylor, Kehlani

Includes › Fluff, non-sexual nudity, non-sexual intimacy, they in love in love, tiny bit of insecurity, Shuri not taking care of herself, touch, skin to skin, they have good hygiene, reader is lazy, singer!reader

P.S. › I know the song is absolutely filthy and this is not but I’ve never written smut. Even this was a stretch for me.

P.S.S. › This is the first fic I've ever posted. Pls, be nice to ya girl. She’s sensitive but loves any kind of feedback. Let me know how you feel about these two. They might become a little series.

You felt a warm pair of lips press tenderly against your skin, traveling along your arm, inching towards your sleeping face. The sun streamed in through the floor to ceiling windows, flooding the queen’s quarters with the white gold of its light. Shuri was always up and ready to greet the day before you. “Morning has arrived, sthandwa wami,” the raspy voice of your lover roused you from your rest. My love.

“Tell it to go away,” you mumbled, shuffling underneath the satin sheets, finding warmth in her embrace. There was no place you’d rather be than in her arms. Behind closed doors, Shuri was yours and yours alone. Her title didn’t follow her here. During moments like this, she was simply a woman trying to wake her girlfriend.

Shuri grazed the tips of her fingers across the flesh of your thigh. Her touch left a trail of fire in its wake. She slipped under the band of your lace panties, quickly pulling and letting it snap. The smirk spread was sly as you jerked slightly. “It's past time we got up. Besides, my arm is going numb.”

“Ow! Fine. Fine. I'm awake.” Finally, you relinquished her arm from your capture, sighing long and deep at the loss of your pillow. The queen chuckled as she untangled the rest of your limbs with no help from your limp body.

“Griot?” Shuri spoke to the empty air.

“Good morning, your majesty.”

The covers fell from her body, displaying the sculpted bronze planes of her bare back. You sat up to admire the view. All those years of agonizing pining were worth it, you thought. “What's on the schedule today?”

The disembodied AI listed both yours and the queen’s agenda. You planned a relaxing, stress free day in the studio for yourself. The queen on the other hand was expected by the elders.

It took everything in you to leave the comfort of Shuri’s enormous sized bed and make the cold trek to the bathroom. You turned on the shower, periodically checking its temp then stripped the little clothing you had on. “Are you going to join me?” you asked, leaning back to peer through the open door to see her staring at her kimoyo beads. “I thought I was the slow one.” The water from the rain drip head cascaded down the length of your body, effectively chasing away the rest of your drowsiness.

Two tattooed arms draped around your shoulders. “I am here.” The stealth of the Panther often took you by surprise. The feeling of Shuri’s touch against yours was indescribable. Nothing could compare. You’d hardly noticed the soft beat of your shared playlist began to play.

She took it upon herself to lather shea body wash across your skin, talking sweet nothings in your ear while christening you with chaste kisses along the way. “Do you have time for lunch today?” you leaned back to gaze into the depths of her onyx eyes, your own hopeful.

“I will make time.”

“Griot, don’t let her forget.”

“I won't, miss.”

“You don’t trust me?” she teased, tilting your head further back, leaving suds across your cheek.

You turned around to face her, eyebrow raised. “Hhayi.” No. Your response was straight forward, yet remained light hearted. She was working herself ragged these days, barely taking time to rest. More than once you found her in the lab, lids heavy, back hunched uncomfortably over her work station. “I know you too well to leave you be. You stand me up, I'm coming to snatch your ass.” The running water did nothing to drown out your shared laughter. She knew you meant it.

You grabbed Shuri’s soap and washed her in return down the valley of her breasts to the toned abs of her torso. Each stroke carried your love. “I'm serious, though. Take a break sometime today,” you added. Caring for her was an honor. Bast knew she wouldn’t if it were solely up to her.

The Panther ceased your motions by grasping your hand in her own. “I promise.” She closed the already small distance between you, brushing the tip of your nose, “I appreciate your concern for me. I don't deserve—”

You promptly shushed her with your own lips. Her taste was irresistible, uniquely Shuri’s. No one in Wakanda could get away with interrupting the queen except you. “None of that. You deserve plenty.”

Her arms snaked around your waist, feeling your natural contours, finding a place within the slope of your neck. Heady breaths stuck to the droplets dancing on your skin. She stilled to cherish this moment, already beginning to dread having to part. “I'm just blessed to have you.”

“And I you.” You gave her one last peck on the cheek before turning the shower off. “You’re ntomb’am. While you’re going out there to save the world or whatever, I’ll be here for you.” My girl.

“The legendary Black Panther’s protector,” she laughed, guiding you out of the stand-in. “It has a nice ring to it. My enemies will fear you.” She might’ve thought it was funny, but you couldn’t find the humor. Shuri was your intombi, your girl. What you wouldn’t give for the promise of more sunshine-flavored mornings like these.

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emojellyace08 · 6 months

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Hi!! Loved your work of demon reader. But what about vampire reader?? Yk?? Or what about siren reader?? Like lookism characters just take a break for the day and just decided to go to the beach. They just explore the beach until they come to secluded part of the beach they decide to go back but than...they hear singing? So they go investigate who in the world is singing...than they saw it..someone sitting on a rock singing beautifully..than they noticed a tail..omg a siren. Yeah I know its very silly. Its alright if u don't want to write this anyways have a nice day/evening or night!!♡♡

♡ "Lookism Men x Siren/Memaid! Female Reader🐚🌊💀" ♡

Hello fellow human! (and Daniel simp lol). This is a very cool idea! (I want to go on the beach so bad yet I don't have free time because of school). Genre: fluff? (Kind of inspired and based on The Little Mermaid, just edgier) Note (quick fact!): Sirens are different from mermaids. Sirens are half birds with a face of a human (female mostly) to lure men/sailors and wreck their ships with the use of their voice and singing while mermaids usually keep their distance away from humanity, wanting to live peacefully (at least in most versions). Now I don't know what to call this "evil mermaid" creature that I made up on my mind and it's really tricky to write since sailors get killed by sirens when they are lured by the song so I kind of made it a mix of a siren and mermaid😭(pls bear with me lmao😀👍). Another note!: (D/n) stands for dog's name

꧁ ♡❀˖⁺. ༶ ⋆˙⊹❀♡ ꧂

He is a strong, sturdy, and focused sailor whose duty is to operate the ship and vessels and maintaining a safe work environment, him being admired by every women and envied by men. And everybody knows that he's not here to make friends or companions. And you're a living-sea creature whose business in life is to wreck ships with your strong-level of power and with the great advantage of your luring singing voice and your different level of speed in swimming. You don't know why you were acting like this. Is it because of that mentality when you believed that humans are disgusting creatures who take advantage of mother nature or you being hostile is just part of your natural instincts.

Well, he made your heart pounding though when he helped you carry out the anchor that has been stuck on your tail when you're minding your own business on your cave even though you're already hissing at him almost telling him to back off if you were able to speak the "human-way". It was very unusual for him to be generously kind to other people, let alone a sea-creature. So it's different (almost weird) for his co-sailors to see that side of him. Now you're the one who won't leave him alone when he's out to do his work, you swimming with your full speed to catch up to the big ship even when it's moving at a decent speed. Making him sigh and giving you a glare, almost not giving you attention because of you following him with that puppy-eyes even if you have the fiercest orbs ever.

*Sigh* it's weird for him, but he does find you cute (and threatening) in some ways.

Johan Seong/Samuel Seo/James Lee (DG)/Gun Park/Jichang Kwak/Hudson Ahn/Mandeok/Xiaoleoung/Taesoo Ma/Cheon Taejin/Magami Kenta/Seokdu Wang/Gapryong Kim

꧁ ♡❀˖⁺. ༶ ⋆˙⊹❀♡ ꧂

He is not only a dreamy and eye-catching prince but also a compassionate, helpful, and kind lad not only to humans but also to animals. He is well-respected by his fellow sailors when they're out riding his ship on the middle of the ocean, either fishing for food or him just wanting to explore the outside world of his lonely castle. Him admiring the sapphire-like color of the water as he often gets curious if mythical creatures like mermaids, even the predatory ones like sirens exist. But he never expected to meet a mixture of both.

Unexpectedly, a raging storm interrupted their ride as everybody recruited on their boats "D/N!" He knows it's one of his weakness. He's too caring for others even on the smallest things that can be "replaced" but he knows that the memories won't fade forever. So as risky as it sounds, he went back on the now sinking ship and giving the animal to his body guard before he was quickly swept by the harsh water waves, slowly drowning and loosing his breath. But a miracle happened.

He woke up on the seashore. Clothes wet and some parts ripped. Good thing that he is safe despite getting mild bruises. He was lost in his own thoughts when his assistant screamed for his name to get his attention and asking him if he's alright. Before that, he remembered when he was opening his eyes, he saw a striking face of a female with the familiar color of that specific scales and ear fins before it went away at that moment. He smiled as a warm blush covered his cheeks as he remembered that time when he was younger, he explained that he helped a mermaid-looking creature yet an attitude aggressive like a siren when it's injured yet his servants laughed at him. Now you're the one who rescued him when he needed help. It's unlike in your predatory nature but you've been curious about what he's being doing lately as he's curious about your well being. You often get excited when you see his ship, following the smell of the young man as you watch on the distance, wanting to know things about him. If you weren't so different of worlds, would you make it work out? If you only had legs...

Daniel Park/Jay Hong/Zack Lee/Vasco (Lee Eun Tae)/Yuseong/Jake Kim/Eli Jang

꧁ ♡❀˖⁺. ༶ ⋆˙⊹❀♡ ꧂

He's literally the definition of a struggling yet determined and hard-working man. Not only he has to provide his daily necessities, but he also helps out his family too. Poor guy needs a rest. The dark circles that is ringing on his gloomy eyes have gotten deeper because of the lack of his sleep with the mixture of sea sickness that is starting to make his stomach grumble. He needs something to eat.

Stopping by the land, he went in the caves as he wanted to spend his free time before going on duty again as his stupid co-sailors wasted their time by chugging off the strong scent of alcohol that is stinging his sensitive sense of smell. Despite the place being a bit dark, good thing he brought his lantern with a box of matches for safety measures, a pocket knife, a small bag of biscuits and a jug of water. He sat down on a rock, sighing as he gets lost on his own thought thinking about his future especially for his loved ones who relies on him. He just wants to experience living of the life of luxury, eating everything he craves for and sleep every time he wants with his family, not wanting to leave them out. He wants to feel peacefulness even just for once in his life but he knows that he needs to focus on his work if he doesn't want to starve for a whole week, a month rather than smelling the stench of the fish that he catches every time he went out for fishing .

He was overthinking again before he noticed a movement on the small body of water that he is near to. "Eh- Who's there!?" He asked as he sticks up his lamp up to see if there are any near predators in the place. He could be in danger. He was surprised to see a tail move upward as the creature swam deeper in the water. He was about to get out when you suddenly grab his legs making him yelp. Your hand is slimy and soft yet the way you grab him was gentle. But he wouldn't risk getting drowned so he got up, ran away while wailing his hands up and screaming. You're just curious about the young man, he looks like a nice guy. Yet you scared him off. How do you properly approach humans anyways? (lol).

Zack Lee/ Vasco (Lee Eun Tae)/Warren Chae/Eli Jang/Jerry Kwon/Duke Pyeon/Brad Lee/Jason Yoon/Jihan & Jibeom Kwak/Sinu Han/Jiho Park

꧁ ♡❀˖⁺. ༶ ⋆˙⊹❀♡ ꧂

Well nobody knows if he really is a professional marine biologist or if he's just a smart amateur. But everybody knows that he's one hell of a smart fellow for their era. He's intelligent and logical, yet idealistic and curious about the things around him. He has worked on big projects like mechanicals in big marine transportations that has been successful over the years for his age. Now he wants to explore what lies beneath the ocean.

He got curious when he read about a book related to hybrids of marine animals and humans, basically the mer-folk. He usually doesn't believe in fairy tales (often thinking it's dumb at times in realistic situations). But in terms of creating writing and his curious thinking getting in the way again, he can't help but to consider the possibility that the fish-people even sirens may exist. The past few cases of sunk ships have been very interesting for him nowadays.

He and his crew decided to have a short trip on the seas for him to have a break while secretly working on his research and investigation. Every island and shores have been discovered and dug to find artifacts yet none of it are a provable evidence of its' existence. He was about to give up when a singing voice is heard from the distance. He knew it was dangerous based on the novels that he had checked out, yet the sailors with their stupidity followed the sound and decided to catch whatever is moving under the water. He thought he was going to die when you approached the ship, but instead his weirdness got the best of him again as he ordered the fishermen to release you. It may be the dumb decision to let you go, but it's for the best for your and everybody's safety. He got a valuable evidence of your blood on the fishing hook that was used though.

Jace Park/Yoojin/Goo Kim/Baek Hangyul/Jinyoung Park/Tom Lee/Manager Kim/Gapryong Kim

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He is just a normal person, a person looking for thrills in his boring life. He causes chaos in his place, almost getting caught by the soldiers when he's doing dumb shit again. *Sigh* well, he thought he's not an ordinary person if he keeps risking his life for pranking other people though. But this behavior crosses the lines when he decided to sneak in the castle to see the beautiful ocean that he's been dreaming to visit. But for some unexplainable reasons the king decided to shut down the access of the place. Was it because of the irresponsibility of the people who dumps their trash and dirt into the ethereal place? Or was it because of the missing fishermen that has not yet found for almost a year now? Nobody knows the real reason if the higher ups won't open up about the issue.

Yet here he is now, feet feeling the warmness of the earthy-brown color of the sand as he admires the view of the horizon. It is beautiful, almost breath taking as if he is in paradise. But his moment was cut off when the guards noticed his presence on the abandoned place. "OI WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?!" Shit, he's been caught again. He knows that it's probably the time he face the consequences of his actions. But that feeling of adrenaline is getting him excited, again and again as it repeats the cycle of the feeling of a masochistic happiness that he can't explain. He can't let that happen. To be beheaded in front of the pathetic people around him. No, he will run. As fast as he could.

Running away with his swift speed, he managed to escape (once again) the higher ups as he hides on the unfamiliar cave. Laughing to himself yet keeping quiet to not have the guards' attention. He once again admired the beauty of the rocks yet keeping his guard up. He knows that it's dangerous because of what ever is lurking in the dark. And it seems that he is somehow right. He noticed a shadow of, a human-like form with a tail on the water? He can't be serious right now. That living-creature doesn't exist, right? You slowly rise on the water, eyes like snake keeping your attention to the unfamiliar man as he pleaded for his life. "Oi, I don't know what the hell you want but, I"M HERE TO STAY FOR A WHILE SO PLEASE DON'T KILL ME!" He winced as he has his eyes closed ready to be attacked. But as you got up and sat down on the rocky ground, you just kept your attention to him. Your pupils unusually dilating as you got curious about his presence which once again is unusual in your instincts as you attack other people. He heard on the gossip that mermaid-like creatures kills humans. Yet you just sat there, admiring his beauty as he did the same. If he isn't "normal", then he probably found someone like him too. Probably a new friend?

Goo Kim/Olly Wang/Jiho Park/Kuroda Ryuhei/Vin Jin

꧁ ♡❀˖⁺. ༶ ⋆˙⊹❀♡ ꧂

Feedbacks would be appreciated!

A/N: What if I make a vampire! lookism men x reader 🌚

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mchlgayser · 1 year

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ONE HAPPY DAY!

starring: jude bellingham x female!reader

warning: none

author's note: once again, I am happy with my artwork, that are like a pile of rubbish to me bfr, thanks to you guys that has been requesting, literally I love y'all sm xx & not proofread

the request: can you do an imagine on bellingham pls ? they’re married and are having a day at home with their kids ?

requested by: @crndsblog

song suggestion: romantic lover by eyedress

The bed is being bounced up and down, the twins is having their best time jumping around the bed, and you was the first to woke up 'Guys, what're you doing?'

The older of the two, Amelia was the first to said 'Waking you up of course! Come on mom get up!' Aidan giggle jumping off the bed bringing your other daughter who's two years old at the moment, Sophia

He hop her off at you and you laugh 'It was eight, leave us alone!' You mentioned putting the baby girl right next to her father who was sleeping like a log. Jude move slightly and bring his hand to caught his younger daughter in his arm, he was still sleeping but smiling. You can't helped but smile at the scene and pet the two's head

'Come on, let your sister have her time with dad, I'll help you with your breakfast.' You take both of their hands and tread downstairs to the kitchen 'What do you want today? Casual or do you want me to cook something?'

They were looking at each other first before yelling in sync 'Half-cooked eggs and toasted bread!' You snort, bringing your hand down to your daughter's cheek and pinching her softly 'But we had that the day, day before..'

'But that was the day, day before. We wanted it again.' You don't want to argue with two of these bone-heads six year old so you bobbed 'Alright, sit down and don't get up until I told you so.' You said, with a pretend stern tone.

You tied your hair up in order to make sure that any hairs won't get in the food, and wearing your apron.

'Morning my sunshine...' A familiar voice croaks, Jude is on the stairs with Sophia in his arms, she was babbling incoherent words while playing with his hair 'Morning babe' You went to kiss him for a quick second and coo at the girl 'Who's my beautiful baby girl!' She yelped with a giggle left her rosy lip

You gave her a boop on the nose and went back to making breakfast.

The breakfast went by quick, Jude left with the twin to their shared room to help them bath and you with Sophia 'Up we go!' You raced upstairs as she giggling non-stop, her drools is all over her face as she wiped it using her bawling hands

'We need to get you shower Soph,' You peck her temple and began undressing her 'Who's the good girl!' You tickle her side and she laugh along with you.

It was now three, the twin is playing puzzles with their dad while you and Sophia settled beside them watching them solve the 100 puzzle pieces.

'Jude darling, me and Sophia wanted to go to the back yard alright?' He hums taking your chin to give you a gentle kiss 'We'll be there soon.'

This time, you hum 'Do not rush the kids.' You pick up your youngest daughter and bring her outside to play, and wearing her favorite shoes 'Let's go, Sophia!' You began running barefoot, she was having a hard time catching after you and you laugh harder when she trips 'Careful baby, slowly....' She slowly gets up and ball her hands multiple times with her hands stretched out

'That's right, come on!' Again, she trips but Jude caught her in time 'Easy there pretty girl,' She yelped squishing his cheeks and pulled 'Ouch Sophia, ouch' She laugh, throwing her head back

'Dad let's play football!' Amelia exclaimed, ball in hand. Aidan huff 'Let's do something else! Football isn't that interesting anyway.' He rolled his eyes at the elder, Amelia stick her tongue out at him 'You are just envious that I am better than you!'

'Am not'

She huff turning her back away from the younger and get her dad's hand 'Let's go dad!' Aidan get the other hand and fight 'No! Let's go do something else!' They started their cat and dog fight while you watch along with Sophia in amusement

'Let go of my dad's hand'

'Judey is my dad you mice!' You stood up 'Alright, that's it' You separated the two by pulling both of their ear and they yelped in pain 'Ow, let go mom!' They both scream, clearly still in pain 'Not until you two apologize.' You pointed out Fine.' They synced, you lets go and sigh 'Good, now let's go Jude.' You grab his hand bringing him to the bench near the pond and sat down, you hand him Sophia as you watch the two getting along and hugs each other

'Those two..' You beamed, Jude hold your temple and bring your head over his shoulder, you flinch but soon enough, relaxed into the touch, he clasp your hand in his and kissed the back of your palm 'I love you, thanks for this beautiful gift Y/n.' You smiled 'You're welcome...?'

You winced in pain when Sophia yanked your hair down 'Ouch Sophia, that hurts!' She laugh, 'You wanted their attention so bad Sophia?' Aidan put both of his palm over his waist with a judging face 'Yeah, they were our parents?' Amelia continued, Sophia did a face tilting her head aside 'But I assume we can share? Right Dan?'

'Sure!' They both jogs over to you and you all hugs 'This is warm!' Exclaimed Amelia 'Shut up Ame, you are ruining the moment!' You cackled hugging them tighter whilst Jude bring his hand all over the four over you 'I love you all my sunshines.'

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viviennevermillion · 1 year

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Hey! Could I have prompt 4 with Cyno x reader pls? thx :3

Life After You

notes: this work is part of my 3k followers event! check out my pinned post for the event masterlist and further info. I also sincerely apologize to the people who requested first for doing these out of order but I gotta write what I'm inspired to atm or else I'll never get started. Also once again, feel free to check out my genshin discord :3

prompt: all that I'm after is a life full of laughter as long as I'm laughing with you, and I'm thinking that all that still matters is love ever after, after the life we've been through; 'cause I know there's no life after you

song these lyrics are from: life after you [daughtry]

contains: cyno x reader, fluff

warnings: none

"Two Shawarma Wraps please!", you smiled at Lambad as you paid for the food you had ordered. It wasn't hard to notice your good mood. After all, you had enough reason to smile, given that the man you loved was coming home from work earlier today and had promised to spend the rest of his day with his beloved. So since you still had some time to spare until Cyno would return, you had decided to get lunch for the two of you to surprise him.

It was a beautiful day, however, if you were honest, you didn't have any plans to leave the house again before the sun set. You were looking forward to just spend a day alone with Cyno, away from the prying eyes who recognized him as the General Mahamatra.

Just as you were fumbling with your keys at the entrance to the house you lived in, you felt two arms wrapping around your waist and a soft kiss on the back of your neck before Cyno nuzzled his face into your neck. "Ah, there you are already", you chuckled and turned around to properly greet your boyfriend with a kiss. "I missed you", Cyno said softly and kissed your cheek gently multiple times. You held up the packaged Shawarma Wraps. "I got us food", you exclaimed triumphantly. Cyno kissed your forehead and held up a finger. "Thank you, love. I got you something too", he seemed more excited than usual and started searching for something in his backpack.

He handed you a book. "It's the newest Genius Invokation TCG novel", he tried to say this calmly but you could see how he was internally ready to jump up and down like a teenage girl who had just gotten a text back from her crush, "they changed back to the original author so now there won't be any controversies regarding the main character fighting with a card that was never even in the game." You had heard him rant about this part of the story multiple times. He was always a little conflicted whether it was still within the rules of the game or not.

Cyno had introduced you to Genius Invokation TCG and he made it sound so interesting, that you agreed to read all the novels he was ready to lend to you and he had taught you how to play the game yourself. Now it was one of your favorite shared activities to engage in.

You remembered how Cyno had asked you for genuine feedback on whether you found his jokes funny. Knowing that he valued honesty, you told him that they weren't always funny, but that you still loved them and they still always lightened your mood. They made you at least chuckle most of the time, not because they were hilarious, but because telling unfunny jokes was so unapologetically Cyno that you couldn't help but feel happiness. You loved the man with all your heart, after all. You always encouraged him to keep making jokes, so he could never be mad that you didn't find them funny quite frequently.

You had followed up your statement with telling Cyno that you also just really enjoyed his voice. "A lot of your jokes sound more like you're telling a story", you remarked, "and quite frankly, you'd be a fantastic storyteller. I'd listen to you read the entire Genius Invokation TCG novel. Hell, I'd listen to you read me an overly specific instruction manual." Cyno had taken that a little too serious. Or rather, he saw this statement as a wonderful opportunity to tease you.

You had recently bought a very simple kitchen shelf that was built together in less than 15 minutes. Nevertheless, the instruction manual was overly complicated, written in 5 different languages and had 20 pages. And Cyno was determined to read all of them to you. You were sitting on the couch, trying to write while Cyno was reading the very detailed description of the process for building a small kitchen shelf. "Cyno, I'm trying to write Tighnari a birthday card, you're distracting me", you pouted as he leaned closer and whispered in your ear with a very serious voice. "Turn the screwdriver 20 times counter-clockwise-", was all he got out before you softly hit his face with a pillow but couldn't help but laugh. "You're impossible", you shook your head seeing that Cyno was laughing too. "Make sure that the board is fixed within the shelf frame before moving on to the next one...."

"Shut up", you grabbed his shoulders and shook him a little, "please...."

You chuckled before continuing with the birthday card. Cyno did fall silent. Instead he was now trailing kisses down your neck and then guided your chin so you'd face him. He kissed you passionately, pulling you into his lap. After the kiss you rolled your eyes at him. "Now I wrote 'I got you this Inazuma from flower. Happy Birth, Tighnari!'", you chucked another pillow at him, "look at what you've done. We're writing a new card and this time you'll be the one writing." "Fine by me", Cyno gave in and let out a soft chuckle before picking up the instruction manual again so you'd shut him up with another kiss. Cyno suggested you could simply add a joke to the card to distract from the mistakes you had made. "I would, but Tighnari would probably strangle both of us."

This was a side of him only you got to see and you felt blessed everytime he showed it to you, even though he was a tease sometimes. But this was how he had promised to read the new Genius Invokation TCG novel with you once it came out. You were looking forward to listening to his soothing voice and being snuggled up to his chest while listening to the story. You were just as excited about discussing the lore and story with him afterwards, coming up with theories for the next edition, which Cyno always loved to hear.

"What are you thinking about?", Cyno asked curiously, snapping you out of your memories as you opened the door. "Just remembered that time you read an instruction manual to me", you snickered. "I can do that again", he gave you a wink as you walked up the stairs.

After a moment of silence, Cyno raised his voice again. "I don't trust stairs. They're always up to something", he was already anticipating your reaction before you laughed at his joke. "Okay that one was actually good", you rewarded him with a kiss before entering your flat with him. "I got a laugh out of you! Win for me!", he proudly exclaimed as you put the Shawarma Wraps on the kitchen counter.

"The food smells amazing", Cyno remarked. "I know right?", you grinned and gave him fingerguns, "it's a meal you simply can't Cyno to." He stared at you for a second before the punchline dawned on him. "You get it, what makes this joke funny is a wordplay of the words 'say no' and your name-", you explained. Cyno was basically wheezing at this point. You grinned, imagining the reactions of the other matra if they saw him like this. "God, I love you", Cyno whispered and pulled you close, kissing you once again. He even let out another chuckle as he was kissing you. You buried a hand in his hair and wrapped the other around his waist, beginning to gently draw circles onto his back with your fingertips which made Cyno sigh into the kiss and melt into your embrace. His tongue circled around yours and his hand held your cheek as he poured all the love he felt for you into his kiss.

You parted from him with a smile on your face. "Cyno, the- mmph", your words were cut off by Cyno once again pressing his lips to yours. You kissed him back for half a minute before pushing him away gently. "The food is going to get cold", you chuckled, "man that joke really landed, huh?" "The archons blessed me with such a wonderful significant other with a fantastic sense of humor", he linked his fingers with yours on the kitchen table as you were getting ready to have lunch. "I'm sure plenty of people would disagree with that, Cyno", you laughed before enjoying your Shawarma Wrap with him in silence.

The first time Cyno heard you make a dad joke was probably the moment he fell for you. It was your very first Genius Invokation TCG game night with Tighnari, Cyno and Kaveh and the four of you had dinner together before playing the game. Tighnari had talked about how legends said, that sometimes due to the Dendro Archons power, when someone in Sumeru was suffering, the forest would be there to comfort them. "The plants in the Apam Woods have actually been shown to respond to their surroundings, including the emotions of peop- y/n what are you laughing about?", Tighnari raised his eyebrows at you snickering across the table, "what's so funny?"

It took you a while to catch your breath before you whispered under your breath: "Oh my god....they photosympathize...."

It was the first time you heard Cyno laugh. Not a polite chuckle, like he usually let out when he was amused, but the General Mahamatra straight up snorted and started wheezing next to you while Tighnari was shaking his head in disappointment. "Out. Both of you. Get out of my house", Tighnari joked and buried his head in his hands. But you hardly registered that, as you were too busy staring at the man next to you, noticing how his laugh was the most beautiful sound you had ever heard. Feeling the urge to make him smile everytime you saw him. Up until now, none of that had ever faded. Your love for him only grew with every day you spent with him.

"I love you so much", you told him and put your hand over his after you had finished your Shawarma Wrap. "There's Tahini sauce all over your hands", Cyno commented dryly pulling his hand away to wash it. "It was a gift", you mused and followed him. "Wonderful. I feel so blessed", he replied sarcastically, pulling you back into his arms after you had washed the sauce off your own hands.

You cupped his face with one hand and pressed a kiss to his cheek. "Has anyone ever told you how beautiful you are?", you smiled at him. "You tell me everyday", he reminded you, but it was evident that it still made him a little flustered, "I believe we have a novel to read." He got a big blanket from the drawer and wrapped it around the two of you as you were sitting on the couch and you were leaning against his chest, closing your eyes as his fingers gently ran up and down your back.

Cyno began reading the new Genius Invokation TCG novel to you and you loved how soft his voice sounded. Occasionally, you would interrupt to discuss several important plot points and express your feelings about the story.

"I can't believe they just killed this character off that early in the story", Cyno was baffled. "I'm an emotional mess", you hid your face in Cyno's neck and he gave you a headpat. "Shh, I'm sure they'll avenge him. Also there's still a chance he might come back with the super rare revival card."

You got through about a quarter of the novel before tiredness settled in and Cyno noticed you slowly falling asleep in his arms. He put the book down and wrapped both of his arms around you, pressing multiple gentle kisses to your forehead. Well, he thought to himself, we can always continue reading the novel some other time.

After all, you had a whole life to share.

#genshin impact #cyno x reader #cyno x you #cyno x y/n #genshin cyno #cyno #genshin impact cyno

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izukuisbaby · 2 years

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hewwo my luvr <3 im so proud of on hitting 1.3k you deserve all of them n so so so much more ! ! ! !

for ur celebration can you pls match me up w any bnha character :D (even tho u know mostly everything about me 4 da sake of the celebration m gna tell anyways :3)

i can be extroverted at time, i enjoy goin' out but it depends on who im going with. i am very mean sometimes which is not a nice trait but lol. i cherish my friends so so much.

also my love language is physical touch and words of affirmation. i get insecure alot so i need reassurance quite often which isnt fun :((

that's all if i forgot anything just add wtv u like cause u do know me da best hehe~

again i love you so much mwah mwah congratulations <33

💌 FLORA'S MATCH-UP EVENT #1

・❥ to arya : hello love im so so proud of u too, u can't imagine ♡ u literally mean the world to me bro i love u so much

🏹 you've been matched with...

...BAKUBABE not a surprise i know but i just can't fathom u with someone else. from the first minute i met u, u were simping on bakugo so i just picture you with him AND NO ONE ELSE periodt

・❥ your song : let me be your superhero - smash into pieces (you'll get it with the lyrics bro, i remember seeing this as bakugo's song on tik tok last year and that's just how he feels about you)

・❥ what is your relationship like :

ღ bakugo always wants to be the best for you, he values your opinion the most and works hard to make you proud of him.

ღ as a fellow hard-worker, he tries his best to support you in whatever you do and shows you how proud he is of you -- not through words, but small displays of affection such as putting a hand on your shoulder and smiling at you proudly.

ღ his love language is acts of service, he will gladly help you with your homework, cook you dinner after you've had a long day or do the chores so you come home happy.

ღ he is extremely bad with words and practically never says i love you, he says it when he thinks it's necessary for you to hear it but he always means it.

ღ he would be extremely patient with your mood swings as he is someone who struggles with them too, he would leave you alone until you calm down but if all you need is cuddles and comfort he will put you in his lap, put your head on his shoulder with his hand on top of it and not say a word, just to give your brain a break.

ღ katsubabe is soooo picky with girls, you're the first person he fell in love with -- and probably the last since no one but you can bear with him -- so if he chose you as his partner, you're pure perfection to him. he won't let you get insecure EVER but in his own way

ღ "why the f*ck are you putting yourself down again bro, yeah your stomach isn't flat and what about it ? literally no one gives a shit especially not me, if that's what you're worried about", "look Y/N i couldn't care less about your butt size okay, tsk literally worrying for nothing motherf*cker", "GODDAMNIT Y/N WHEN WILL YOU UNDERSTAND THAT YOU ARE ABSOLUTELY F*CKING BREATHTAKING FOR F*CK'S SAKE"

・❥ random text w ur soulmate 😃

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monstrousfemale · 1 year

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could you write a ficlet for your spotify wrapped no.8 song pls? ☺️

aaaaaa Thanks soo much for asking, I was so excited bc this is definitely on my top 5 favorite songs ever. I hope you like it 😌 Warning for Mature content and loads of angst. I crossposted this to AO3 because I just liked it a lot... Ain't much but it's honest work.

led by blind faith - Mature, 1845 words

"I don't know why we thought this would work."

The words echo over the payphone, carried over thousands of miles. They hurt just as bad as if they had been said right in Eddie's ear.

He wants to fight, wants to ask Steve, just how could he say that? Instead, he breathes deep; in, out.

"I love you," he says, because it's true. Because he wants it to be enough.

"I know."

The line clicks off, and Eddie is left in the phone booth, pressing his forehead to grimy glass. Outside, Gareth has been tapping his index finger to his wrist. It's time.

Steve holds Eddie's hand as they wade into the ocean. These shores are not the same as the ones back home, the waters are always colder. But they're alone on the beach, and Eddie clings to Steve's hand as they hiss their way into the frigid depths.

Steve laughs at him, his nose scrunched up, eyes brighter than the sun overhead.

"I love you," Steve says, like it's easy. It's always easier when they are together, actually on the same continent, sharing the same bed.

"I know," Eddie says. He grins when he jumps on Steve, causing both of them to go under.

"It's late," Eddie says, eyes stuck outside the window of his hotel. There's a tree swaying in the wind. It's late Fall, and its leaves are mostly orange. The European weather is unforgiving, and there's already a mess of fallen leaves on the hotel's lawn.

"I missed you."

It punches a hole in Eddie's chest, crosses his body like a pen through a sheet of paper. Like an arrow through the heart. Eddie thinks about writing it down, could probably use that for his next song. But Steve is sniffling on the other side of the line, and he can't make his feet move.

"I miss you, babe," Eddie says, yawns. It's true, he always does. Travelling with the band is fun, and he loves it. He loves playing for sold out venues and scream-singing his lyrics to audiences that know them by heart.

But he does also love Steve Harrington, King of Hawkins. He does wish he could bring him along, hates that he can't. Hates that Steve is at home working a 9 to 5 to pay for his own college education, because he won't let Eddie help.

"I wish you were home," Steve says, his voice low. He's trying not to sound like he's crying, and Eddie's chest is so full for him, he feels like he might just explode.

"I wish so, too."

"You never call anymore."

Eddie sighs, tries not to get defensive. He's not calling because he's busy, he's tired, he's living life. So is Steve, he knows he is.

"I'll try to check in more."

"I hear more from the agent than from you," Steve says, and it's not even an accusation. It's just hurt seeping through. "She calls and gives me the hotel numbers, and tells me you're still not eating right, and still only up after 1PM, no matter the time zone. I miss you, Eddie."

"Steve, I'm trying."

"Yeah, so am I."

"Look, I'm not trying to scare you, or make things worse… but how do you know he's not off kissing cute European guys?"

Steve brushes his hair off his face, checks his watch again. He has to call Eddie in an hour. And he loves Robin, he does, and he knows she's just saying this because she's his friend, and she cares about him… But he wishes he had to go right now, doesn't want to have this conversation. He trusts Eddie, but also he knows what the answer makes him sound like.

Nevertheless, Steve says what he always says whenever someone asks about the stability of his long-distance relationship.

"It's blind faith."

Robin doesn't have pity in her eyes when she looks at him after that, like a lot of others had had before. She just looks worried. He smiles softly at her, steals the last of her popcorn, and tries not to think about that faith. He really does trust Eddie. And Eddie trusts him.

Eddie pushes Steve against the hotel room door, thigh between his, lets him grind down against him.

Tells him, "That's it baby, you feel so good, so good, Steve."

Steve clings onto his hair, kisses him like his life depends on it.

They don't get a lot of moments like this, Steve doesn't get to travel much. But it was their anniversary, and Eddie was still on the road. He finally convinced Steve to allow him to get the tickets, and here they are. Making out in a hotel room in South America.

In the background, to drown out their sounds, The Cure is playing from a tiny stereo.

Steve sings along as he throws himself onto Eddie's bed, smiling through the lyrics.

You, soft and only You, lost and lonely You, just like Heaven

Eddie holds on tight to Steve’s hips, moves with him, touches him in worship. Whispers “you’re just like Heaven” into Steve’s collarbones, into his neck, into his chest. Steve whimpers for him, beautiful, divine.

"I can't fucking talk to you when you're like this," Steve says, exasperation dripping off every word.

It may be midnight wherever Eddie is, but for him, it's the middle of the day, and he has shit to do.

"You asked me to call," Eddie says, slurring. He's high, Steve can tell. And it's not weed, when he's high off pot he gets cozy and chill. Now, he is extra hyper and off, and Steve hates his voice when he's like this. Suspects coke or some other shit. He doesn't want to know.

"You promised me you wouldn't get high on the road. This is not okay. This is your career on the line, Eds."

"Oooh, you never call me that," Eddie chuckles, but it's dark. Nothing like his usual laughter. "I thought you wanted me to call more. I'm calling."

It hurts. Feels like being punched over the head, and Steve has plenty of experience with that. The dull ache, the dizzying effects. He's so tired. One more concussion and he might just be done for.

"Don't call like this again. You’re putting me through hell."

It's Eddie who hangs up.

“I love you. I don’t think I could ever love anyone else like this.”

“Sometimes it’s not enough, Eddie. You know this. We knew this.”

There's a beat. Steve thinks maybe the call dropped. Thinks about the phone bill for international calls.

“Don’t say that, please,” Eddie finally says, and there’s something so solid in his tone that grounds Steve.

“Eddie, it’s just so…” Steve doesn’t know what he wants to say. It’s hard. It’s fucking lonely. It feels like pure desperation sometimes.

“I know, I know. I’m so sorry, please Steve,” he’s begging, and Steve doesn’t know what to do with it. Hates himself a little too much for making Eddie sound like that. “Please, I need you to forgive me.”

“It’s not just about that one call, you know things were hard before that. It’s not even all your fault.”

“Steve…”

“I’m in love with you. I don’t think I could ever love anyone else, either.”

There’s a sharp exhalation, relief that seems to worm its way from Eddie, through the phone line, into Steve’s brain.

“I really am sorry,” Eddie says, means it. Steve knows he does.

“Me too,” Steve says, sighing. “We’re going to be okay.” He doesn’t know if he’s trying to comfort Eddie or himself with that, but he suspects it doesn’t do a lot for either of them. Nothing could, right now.

Eddie calls in the middle of the night, wakes Steve up at 3AM. Steve grumbles, but he’s happy to hear his voice.

“It’s witching hour, baby,” Eddie says, voice low and breathy. He’s mindful of Steve being extra sensitive to loud noises when he’s just woken up. Steve suspects there might be something else behind it tonight, though.

“I miss you,” Steve offers, untangles the phone cord on his bedside table. Pushes a hand below the blankets, brushes over his stomach, lets his palm rest there.

“I miss you, big boy. Woke up thinking of you. Barely 11AM, aren’t you proud of me?”

“Hmm, sure, you want a prize for that?”

Eddie hesitates, and Steve smiles. He’s awake enough now that he has no doubts in his mind about what this call is.

“Not a prize…” Eddie says, and he already sounds out of breath. Steve wonders where Eddie’s hands have been wandering, if he had already been touching before he even dialed.

“Mm, no. A reward, maybe?” Steve asks, but his fingers are already dipping down the front of his pants.

“Yeah, that sounds good. What do you have in mind?”

“Oh, you’d love what I have in mind. For now, though, speed up for me? I can hear you, you know. You sound wet.”

Eddie makes a noise that has Steve hard in his own fist, and they get lost in each other’s voices and sounds like they usually would from much closer by.

When Steve comes, he misses Eddie so bad he almost cries.

When Eddie comes, he tells Steve he loves him so many times it sounds like prayer, and Steve falls back asleep with the phone stuck between his ear and his shoulder.

They had met just before Corroded Coffin had been put on the map. Steve had been dragged to a concert because Dustin had needed a ride, and he had finally conceded. Eddie had invited them backstage, had doted on Dustin like only Steve ever would. They had probably fallen in love over the top of Dustin’s curly head of hair.

Steve tries to remember that. He tries to focus on how easy it had been to fall, when he goes to bed alone after a long day at work. He tries to console himself with the knowledge that Eddie could have just said no to this arrangement, could have chosen to be single when he had headed out on a goddamn world tour. They had only been officially dating for a year when the band had gotten an opportunity to open for some big metal band Steve had never heard of before.

So Steve focuses on the love he feels, focuses on what he knows. And what he knows is that being with Eddie is worth it.

It doesn’t make things hurt less, though. Just kind of helps manage the pain.

Eddie comes home on a Friday afternoon. Steve picks him up from the airport, has a sign that reads “my rock star” on it. Eddie looks tired, but the smile he has for Steve is large enough to lighten up his face, even if he calls him cheesy for the sign.

Eddie kisses him, and when they walk side by side to the car, Eddie’s arm over his shoulder, Steve thinks that, just maybe, they’re getting away with this after all.

#steddie #steve x eddie #eddie x steve #rockstar!eddie #no upside down au #monstrous writing #monstrous bigboy

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moon-beam95 · 3 years

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Searching for a song but so far no luck. The only lyrics I know are

🎶 if you're feeling shy speak first then cry, oh dear we've got a long way to go 🎶

Help a girl out its just one of those things that is niggling at me 😭😭

#Song lyrics #pls help #name that song #Find those lyrics #find a song #lyrics #Won't leave me alone

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absolute-snzaster · 2 years

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49 for the sick prompt list, pls! ^^

@stormyweaver thank you so much for the ask!! And uh. Whoops. Trust me to take a four word snz prompt and turn it into 1.8k of gay fucking yearning.

49. "Not with that cold."

W/itcher fic. G/eralt with a cold, J/askier with so many feelings oh gods he just has all of them help. Content advisory for vague descriptions of mess. Thank you SO MUCH to @sniction-fiction for beta reading this and just generally encouraging me to write my gayass snz content. This is the first time I've actually posted fic to snzblr! Hope y'all like it!

...uh, don't reblog to non-kink blogs I guess? idek why ya would 😅🤷🏻‍♀️

Not With That Cold

The inn door thumped open and Jaskier, working his audience up to the climax of a song, almost dropped both his lute and the note he was holding at the sight of the man who walked through it. His Witcher was positively bedraggled, water pouring off him from his hair to his boots, an icicle actually clinging to the tip of his prominent nose. He looked pale, too, paler than Jaskier had ever seen him, and—was he shivering? That couldn't be right. Geralt of Rivia did not shiver.

Fuck me, the bard realized, he is shivering.

Jaskier tacked a hastily strummed final chorus onto the end of his song and bowed, one eye still following the drenched man who was now plodding his way up the stairs at a rate of what seemed to be one per minute. "Well now, I'm afraid that'll be all for this chilly winter night, good people of this… particular… village! I'll be back tomorrow evening, do come 'round again and enjoy another show." He turned surreptitiously to the barkeep, clacking some flamboyantly-earned coin onto the counter. "And a hot bath for my friend tonight, if you wouldn't mind," he said in a quieter voice.

Geralt grunted as Jaskier scurried up the stairs behind him. "We're–snnnffff–we're not staying another night."

"That, dear Witcher, is a matter of opinion," Jaskier returned. "By the gods, Geralt, you look like you fucked a particularly frigid water witch. What's happened to you?"

"Contract was a drowner. The lake was frozen."

Jaskier spluttered. "You–?! You fell into a frozen lake? Geralt!"

"Didn't fall, I was dragged."

"That! Is not! Better!"

Geralt grunted again and returned to hauling himself up the stairs.

—

Jaskier fussed disconsolately as Geralt sunk into the bath, laying out all his wet things before the fire in hopes they'd dry sometime before the year turned. "A frozen lake, Geralt, really, a frozen lake… of all the stupid, stubborn, bullheaded things you could have…"

"Fuck off and let me bathe in peace, Jaskier."

"If you think I am leaving you alone for one more—"

Geralt groaned and rubbed at his brow. "Fine," he conceded, "but if you must be a pain in my ass, do it quietly."

Jaskier turned to him with an offended retort at the ready before realizing Geralt was still rubbing uneasily at his temples. "Dear Witcher, is your head troubling you?" he asked, lowering his voice to a near whisper. Geralt grunted quietly in response. "Well, that won't do at all," Jaskier tutted. "Come, then, it's time that hair of yours had a wash, in any case."

Before Geralt could protest, the bard was massaging his scalp with nimble fingers, rinsing the icy lake water out of his hair and replacing it with the heat of the bath. He uncapped a vial of his own hair oil and combed it through the silver strands. Geralt sniffed.

"Why does my hair smell of bard."

"Because once in a while it ought not to smell of sweat and old monster blood, dear Witcher."

The Witcher sniffed again, harder this time. "It–huh–it'll make me–HUH'AHSCHOO!"

The sneeze overpowered Geralt in a way only his own body could, spraying thick, messy droplets into the bath and leaving his teeth chattering in its wake. "Geralt!" Jaskier exclaimed, sounding almost personally affronted. "You're sick!"

"It's m'by bathwater, I cad s'deeze id'to it if I wa'dt to."

"No, you blithering fool, you're actually sick! Unwell! Feverish! Taken with cold!"

"It's just the sce'dt." Geralt folded his arms across his chest beneath the water, trying to contain the shivers that still wracked his body.

"Bullshit, Geralt, you don't sneeze when I wear it! And it certainly doesn't make your teeth rattle around like that." Jaskier huffed. "Unbelievable! You are absolutely unbelievable. Starting a cold, oh, and don't tell me you didn't know, you must have known with all your fancy Witcher senses… starting a cold and you walked out into the thick of winter and got your leather-clad arse dragged into a frozen fucking lake." The bard sighed deeply, as theatrical as he was sincere. "Oh Witcher, Witcher, what ever am I to do with you?"

"You could–sdf!–you could shut up, for a start," Geralt grumbled, sinking deeper into the bath.

—

Jaskier lay awake on the shared mattress with his mind adrift. He meant to be concentrating on the crackle of the fire, determined not to let it burn out overnight, but the sounds coming from his immediate left were holding his attention far more effectively. His Witcher was curled on one side with his back to him, coughing weakly—a sound that felt absolutely wrong coming from the sturdy, powerful Witcher—and sniffling every few seconds.

"You should sleep," Geralt murmured, without turning over.

"You should sleep," he retorted quietly. "I'm worried about you, you know."

"You've–snff–you've seed be catch cold before, Jaskier."

"Not like this," the bard fretted. "Not pale and shivering and having gotten dragged into a frozen lake by a fucking drowner."

"Are you going to bring up the frozen lake thing every—"

"Yes!" Jaskier hissed.

Geralt snuffled. "Go to sleep, bard."

"Fine. I'll try if you do."

"Huh."

Can't even "hmm" properly, and he thinks I'm overreacting, Jaskier scoffed to himself, but he lay back and tried to keep his end of the bargain all the same.

It didn't last.

"Huh! Hh!"

Jaskier turned his head as subtly as he could toward the sound. What on earth was—

"Hh'KGNx't!"

Oh.

"Hd'SCHgn'kt! Hn'KXt'ch! Hdd-tCHMpft!"

Jaskier rolled over and put a tentative hand on his shoulder. "Well, don't hold back on my account, dear Witcher."

As if he had only been waiting for permission, Geralt's nose obeyed. "HURRASSSHHOO! HUH-TCHOOO! HNNGH-CHOO! HUT-SHOOOO!HUH-USSHHOOO! HURSSHOOO! HUR'UTSCH'SCHOOOO!" The massive sneezes tore their way out of him at gale force, followed by a deep, wrenching spasm of coughs that the poor Witcher must have been holding in all night. He sniffled, thick with congestion, and groaned miserably. "Sorry."

Jaskier gave his shoulder an awkward little squeeze. "Blessings, dear—." The usual title caught in his throat. Just 'dear', then.

Geralt's only response was another thick snuffle. Jaskier sighed. "You haven't got so much as a handkerchief, have you." The Witcher grunted, triggering a stifled cough. "Here," he murmured, wrestling his own out of his sleeve. "Go with my favor, or whatever it is those courtly ladies say."

"You'd k'dow," Geralt sniffled, but he took the handkerchief all the same and blew his nose so hard Jaskier thought he'd tear the fabric. "Guh… oh, fuhhck… huh-hhuh-HRRMPTCHOOO! HRMPHTCHOO! NNGH'TSCHOO! huh-huh-huh-HHURASCHHOOOO!"

He blew his nose again, sounding absolutely exhausted, and Jaskier decided he hadn't liked that handkerchief much anyway. "Blessings, my dear–oh, you're trembling again."

Geralt said nothing, only tensed a little, as if trying to belie Jaskier's words. His effort failed.

Oh, this stupid man is going to break my heart.

Jaskier inched toward the shivering Witcher until there was nothing but a hair's breadth between them. Slowly, hesitatingly, he pressed his whole body into Geralt's broad back.

Geralt didn't speak, didn't move, didn't give the slightest indication to acknowledge that the bard had touched him. But he didn't pull away.

Jaskier laid his arm over Geralt's and pressed his cheek to the Witcher's shoulder, his heart full with all the things he couldn't say.

—

"H'nGXsch't! Huh-tCH'mpt! HR'EGSCXHT'CHOOOO! Fuck!"

Jaskier woke to the sound of sneezes too strong to be stifled. "Blessings, Geralt," he mumbled sleepily, rolling toward the other man's warmth, and promptly finding himself flat on his face in the spot where he was certain the Witcher had been only moments before. "Where the hell—Geralt?"

The Witcher was standing at the foot of the bed, tugging on his still-damp boots. Jaskier huffed like a matron. "And just where do you think you're going?"

"I've got a'dother cod'tract," Geralt rasped. He swore under his breath at the sound of his own congested voice and emptied his nose into Jaskier's already-ruined handkerchief, wincing and groaning quietly as if he didn't think the bard would notice.

"Not with that cold, you haven't." Jaskier sprang up from the mattress and ran to the door, valiantly attempting to block it with his slender frame. "You're not going anywhere but back to bed. Or–or you'll have to go through me."

Geralt lifted him up like a ragdoll and set him aside.

"I mean it, Geralt!" the bard cried, catching the Witcher's wrist with exasperated insistence. "You mustn't go out like this! You're going to get yourself killed, and then I'll–I won't—"

"Won't what, Jaskier?" Geralt turned on him and snarled, his own frustration boiling over. "You won't have anyone to turn a pretty profit writing songs about? Won't have someone to keep you fed and warmed and protected, since you can't seem to do any of those things for yourself? Well, never mind me, bard, I'm sure you'll have no trouble finding another nobleman's wife to take up with when I'm gone."

"I'll never have done this," Jaskier said, and kissed him.

Well. Fuck. This certainly is a gamble, Jaskier mused, savoring the taste of the salty slickness on Geralt's lips for as long as fate would allow him. Even odds it'll capture the great idiot's attention properly, or he'll walk out that door and never speak to me again and probably get himself killed after all.

Geralt kissed back.

Jaskier melted into him, hands grasping blindly, overwhelmed with the prodigious need to touch every inch of him at once. And just as quickly as it started, it was over, Geralt was pulling away exactly as Jaskier had feared—but no, the expression on the Witcher's face wasn't disgusted, it was—

"huh-HURSSSCHHOOOO!"

Geralt heaved to the side and unleashed a sneeze that spattered the floorboards. "Sorry."

Jaskier caught him by the shoulder, steadied him. "Blessings," he breathed.

Geralt's fever-dimmed eyes were searching him with as much focus as he could muster, looking at him as though he'd never really seen him before. "Oh," he said, finally.

"Oh?" the bard replied.

"So that's what you've been following me around for all this time." It was a question, even if he didn't pronounce it as one.

Jaskier shifted, dithering. "Well. And the profit."

"Huh."

"And the food. And the warmth. And the… protection," he finished nervously, twisting under the Witcher's gaze.

"Uh huh." It was hard to tell when his mouth was occupied with breathing, but Jaskier could swear the bastard was smiling at him. Actually smiling.

"And the point is, I don't get any of those things if you go off and catch your death out there, so please, for the love of all the gods in all their special little godly places, you beautiful, stubborn idiot, will you please come back to bed!?"

"I—HURRRSSSHHTCHOOOO!" Geralt started, buckling at the knees and grasping Jaskier's shoulder for support. "Sdffff. I suppose I will."

#snz #snz kink #sneeze kink #snz writing #coldfuckery #mess #g/eraskier #snzfic #snz fic #sneeze fic #sickfic #my fic #wow finally a post I can tag 'my fic' ahaha #oh man y'all protective j/ask is So Much #he wants so badly to be soft and calm and nurturing #but he also wants to Yell

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pastel9girlbunny000die · 3 years

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Tits

+18

Warning: Language, sexual content, nipple teasing, sucking biting, emotional drama

Short Story AU (Another/alternate Universe)

Katsuki x male reader

It was right after P.E, everyone went back to change out of their gym clothes, (Y/n) and Katsuki was the last two to arrived changing into their school uniforms again

"Hey Bakugo bro we're going on ahead!" Kirishima yelled leaving the boys locker room like the rest of the boys in class did

A silent atmosphere hanging in the air as the two teens getting dress, already in shoes and pants

(Y/n) attention turned to the ash blonde watching him slip on a shirt but luckily enough to catch a glimpse of that nice looking man buns and soft pink nipples it.

Katsuki's abs and muscles were no intrest to him in the slightest just those boobs!

"Hey. Bakugo?" Katsuki attention turned to you calling him out a little annoyed but also curious.

"What loser?"

"Your pretty ripped man." A sly smirked spread across your lips, walking closer to the blonde but still kept some distance

"Me too." You slipped your open shirt back showing off your upper body, abs, muscles, strong chest pink nipples but not as pink as Katsuki.

Bakugo couldn't help but be a little confused are you trying to compete against him or just something shitty Kaminari stood you up for.

Or could you be trying to...

Seduce Him?

"Not interested, (Rude n/n)." He turned back to his locker starting to button up his shirt from downward working his way up

"You know I never really noticed it before but your tits are huge." (Y/n) peaked his head over Bakugo shoulder his mouth near the blondes earlobe, (Y/n) hot breath hit Katsuki nape while he spoke sending shivers down his spine.

"What the fuck are you doing?!" He jolted stepping away from the other male rubbing his neck all defenses on high alert

"Can I touch them?"

"Huh?"

"Can i-"

"WTF no!" Katsuki stopped him backing up until his back hit the cold stone wall, trying to put as much distance between him and the current Pervert

"Touch your own if you want to do that!"

"Mmmh that won't feel the same, I wanna feel your tits. You do have more meat on them." (Y/n) smirked again, stepping forward to Katsuki.

"Don't worry we're alone here. Besides everyone else already went home."

"That's not the fuck'n problem here!" He yelled trying to shoo away the perv, blushing bright red matching Kirishima's hair.

"Oh come on pls, it won't hurt. And I know your gay. it's a win win."

You touching his tits long forgotten once you revealed a secret he tried keeping for so long, how did you know there was no way you could've noticed he made sure not to look at men, always join in the conversation about girls, even renewed his attitude toward everyone.

"H-how you know?"

"Huh?"

"How do you know I like men! I never told anyone!?" Tears ran down Katsuki face, believing you'll go and exspose him to the whole school, than he'll lose his reputation pride poeple will start looking down on him even worst they'll trash on him for not being normal it wasn't something he could control he was happy that he liked men.

"Oh no, its okay calm down, Katsuki calm down." (Y/n) whispered softly placing his palms on Katsuki's cheeks whipping away the tears, the skin beneath his crimson eyes a little stained his eyes couldn't lock away form (Y/n)'s.

"The beginning our first year in high school, you accidentally left you phone in class. I picked it up and the screen lit on I saw your lock screen, those words, lyrics were from the song Radio-Friendly Pop Song by Matt Fishel."

"You-"

"Some girls like girls, some boys got a boyfriend, I like guys and they like me we hold hands, make out and do all the things that lovers do." You slowly sang the song remembering the words as they make sense but better yet you pick the part where that song as actual meaning. After you stop singing it was silent for a few seconds

"I was confused at first why a guy like you had that lyrics as background? It was only the first verse, it clicked when I listened to the song again."

"I was basically careless... it's been a year since then why didn't you call me out sooner?" Katsuki started relaxing under (Y/n) touch loving the circles (Y/n) was drawing with your dumbs on his cheeks, it felt good.

"I thought you wanted time, wait for the right time to come out?"

"Thanks." Katsuki smiled giving (Y/n) the most treasured once in a life time glaze, it literally struck the other you in the heart.

So precious!

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"So can I touch?" (Y/n) grinned like an idiot after he finally recovered from seeing a true angel.

"Your still on that? No-"

"I'm gonna touch them okay."

"No-Stop."

Bakugo quite down when (Y/n) grope both the blonde under boobs feeling the soft squeezy flesh in his hands made (Y/n) happy and devilish.

"Its so smooth~" you purred with a smirk appeare on you lips yet again, squeezing the flesh a little more moving his chest a little up and down, loving it more when you press them together making it look like real small girl boobs.

"So soft~" you begin moving more to each of his nipples brushing a dumb over one, Katsuki let out a soft yet loud moan, getting something he never thought he would

A nipples tease, he enjoy every bit of it.

But it got better when you leand in tracing your tongue around his nipple a few times as the other one was being pinching which was both painful and pleasurable.

Your tongue slowly traveled over his harden nipple licking around and over, groping a hand full of his bun closing your lips around the sensitive flesh sucking slowly.

Katsuki couldn't help but bring his hands up to your hair holding your head in place while you continue your fun

Nibbling a little as you let out the bun watching your saliva drip from his wet bun down his abdomen, turning your attention to the other nipple giving it the same treatment while your hand grip his wet bun squeezing it hard possibly leaving hand mark. But the other nipple that you were busy with got something better than a hand mark, biting your teeth into the sensitive skin not hard enough to draw blood but definitely leave a bite mark

During it all Katsuki had to clinch his jaw shut so that his moaning doesn't reach the whole building and exspose you two, it did displeased you but it was necessary.

"Yummy~" you slowly licked your lips drool running down the side of your chin, proofs how much you liked it.

"So are we going to continue this at my place? Cause I really like to hear you moan all night and fuck you full of my cum till you pass out."

Katsuki was a little unsure about it, it all disappeared once you took his hand the desire in your eyes the lust and love he couldn't resist

If he said no he'd lose his only chance with a guy that actually showed interest in him but if he says yes he won't be walking for the next few days

He rolled his eyes giving you a girn

"Sure, dumb ass."

Katsuki Sex Gallery

#anime #fanfic #male reader #mha fanfiction #bnha fanfiction #katsuki x male reader #katsuki bakugo

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jonghos-left-airpod · 3 years

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Mall date with kevin

Song recommendation: sweet dreams by beyonce ( you saw it coming lol)

💜A corny gentlemen the whole time

💜 crek.er rented out the mall so you didnt have to worry about dispatch or stalkers

💜 At first you guys stayed with the group

💜but eventually he wanted to spent some alone time with you

💜let's you chose where you want to go

💜 if your hungry you both head of to the food court first

💜 play fights about what to get

💜 " but babe do you want a burger or a sandwich?"

💜" what's the difference? "

💜 totally steals your fries opps

💜 " want some of my milkshake"

💜 playfully teases you

💜" jeez I said some, are you gonna eat the cup too?At least let me get a bite lol" you took like one baby sip

💜after eating you both head off to the stores

💜 is messing with the mannequins to make you laugh

💜 puts together the worst outfit possible just because he can

💜 somehow still looks good in it ???

💜 jacob steals a picture of it before leaving you to alone again

💜 " babe should I buy this jojo bow"

💜gets the bow stuck in his hair and does a mini scream trying to get it out

💜 you get closer to help him out

💜 " jeez babe I know I'm a love magnet but you dont have to be so close lol "

💜 you begin to walk away

💜 " babe pls no I was just kidding help"

💜 when u finally pick something you want, Kevin offers to pay for it

💜 if you say no he respects it but that won't stop him from buying something he saw you eyeing earlier

💜 a gift for later

In conclusion the date was super fun and sweet. Jacob totally sends you those embarrassing pics later so that you can tease kevin. You can tell that kevin truly enjoys making you laugh and will do anything to make it happen. And that's what you love about him.

( check out my masterlist for more ❤)

#I wrote this so late lol #the boyz #the boyz kevin #the boyz headcanon #the boyz fluff #the boyz reactions #the boyz scenarios #kevin moon

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coolbeansbuddyofmine · 3 years

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Fic Writer Tag

thank u for tagging me @sunsoothed (i was just writing sherlock au bc free time for once amidst college stuff when u tagged me)

Name: um call me ro, that’s aytt. otherwise i go by coolbeans too!

Fandoms I Write For (and i’m willing to write for): well i used to write for mcu - tasertricks (also willing to write for yonvers and samxbucky) otherwise gee, i’ll write for anything really. mcu, inception, hp, pjo, b99, parks and rec, asoue, sherlock, miraculous, the mummy, addams family, ouat, nhie, potc, stranger things, lots of animes, honestly i have so many wips (fun fact: all my wips and completed/published amount to around 750k in my fanfic folder, so :\)

in terms of kdramas, recently i’ve written for vincenzo and nevertheless but i’ll write for suspicious partner, school 2017, hotel del luna, her private life, it’s okay to not be okay

Two-Shot: well my only two-shot as of right now is cassano’s eleven but only 1 chapter has been published so far (the second chapter is something i’m working on i want to yeet it out soon, so i can work on my other multichaps and brain rot)

Most Popular Multi-Chapter: it’s a tie between the hogwarts au and sherlock au - sherlock has more hits and kudoses, but hogwarts has more subscriptions. plus if u consider the differences in number of words and chaps, hogwarts would be marginally more popular. i love numbers - sue me.

sherlock au linked here!

hogwarts au linked here!

Actual Worst Part of Writing: am i allowed to say the actual writing? i have carpal tunnel so the typing is the actual worst in terms of writing and typing - ugh. i know exactly what i want to write and type, and it’s all in the brain cell but the typing is the worst

How You Choose Your Chapter Titles: oh damn - well i choose most of my title titles via song lyrics (yes i am basic trash) but for chapter’s it can be songs, poetry, or just a brief few words that summarize the whole chapter nicely

Do You Outline: oh yes, very much so. it’s like motivation so i know exactly how much i have to write before i can edit and yeet. it also helps my betas bc they know exactly what i plan on writing

Ideas I Probably Won't Get Around to, but Wouldn't It Be Nice: god, see, i have ideas and then my brain will not shut up till i write. it’s a problem. every idea i’ve had for every fandom i’ve had is something i’ve ended up writing for (sometimes i dont publish bc it’s genuine shit but it’s self indulgent so i keep it for myself). often i have ideas inspired by real life (bc my friends are whack and i find myself living in sitcom/romcom/mystery and so i want to write about it but i will not bc too many irl people know my ao3 and i dont want to publicize it further)

Callouts @ Me: pls write more imagery and feelings - i’m a captain holt robot, and feelings are difficult. my feelings box is broken most of the times.

Best Writing Trait: god, i’ve been told i’m good at descriptions and action? sometimes my world building in my numerous aus isn’t complete shit. also i can do fluff well, and angst feelings when i try. a lovely friend of mine said i have two modes: fluff or angst and they are right. unfortunately for people, both modes do include smut.

Spicy Tangential Opinions: i think that people are too butthurt about fanfic and fiction in general, don’t take it so seriously - leave people alone, if it’s not hurting you then it’s aytt (i mean like ships, and tropes). we’re all allowed to have personal preferences but don’t herald your opinions as being the only one a person’s allowed to have. if it’s not your cup of tea, don’t write/read it. (this is me at all the kinkshamers lmaooo)

i think a good example of this would be james joyce’s letters to his wife. like a lot of people had criticism for his writing after seeing the filth he wrote to his wife (fair warning, this is extremely nsfw here) and like he’s a great write - he inspires me, and i say this filth and catholicism and all.

gee this was fun whovie!! i liked the procrastination, gonna go do uni shit now bc ugh :(((

tagging: @reigemerystuff @can-u-like-stop @thelastoneofitskind @yasmini24 @toobadforthefacts

#tag game!!#my writing

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