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goldenamaranthe-blog · 1 month

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Happy Easter: Dysfuctional Family

Charlie: (blowing a kazoo through the hotel while wearing white bunny ears and tail, carrying an Easter basket, and throwing bright colored and decorated eggs everywhere)

HAPPY EASTER, EVERYONE!!!

Hazbins: (groan collectively)

Vaggie: (slightly distracted by the tail) Hun, love the enthusiasm, but do you even know the purpose of Easter Sunday is?

Charlie: (cracks open a Cadbury egg and siphons out the innards with her tongue) Isn't it just an excuse to binge on chocolate and snuggle fluffy little bunnies and ducklings?

Angel: (clutches his pearls in ex-Catholic Italian horror) Mama Mia!

Lucifer: *Squeeeeee!* I'll be right back!

Vaggie: I guess that's a more corporate way to put it.

Angel: That's IT!!! I'm making my Mama's Italian Easter Bread! Charlie, you need to be schooled on Easter!

Alastor: Hmmm... I suppose if we're doing a full celebration, I can do a little something to liven things up. (Snaps his fingers, and everyone's clothes are transformed into various colored Bunny footie pajamas)

Charlie: (wearing hot pink bunny jammies and twirls) Oooooh! These are so cuuuute!

Vaggie: (in pastel lavender pajamas and snarling) Cabron!

Angel: (sneaky smirk as he wears a pastel pink and white two-piece pajama suit) Oh, Smiiiiiiles?

Alastor: (simply wearing red bunny ears) No.

Angel: C'mon! Hear me out! (Whispers in Alastor's ear)

Alastor: Hmmmmm.... I'll allow it! (Snaps his fingers again)

Vaggie: (baggy bunny jammies suddenly transform into a black and velvet purple, Las Vegas Showgirl bunny suit with white tail and ears, fishnets, and heels with purple wrist cuffs)

Angel: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! LOOKING GOOD, VAGS!!!!

Vaggie: (growls and tries to cover herself) FUCKING-A, ANGEL!!! WHAT THE HELL DID YOU TELL HIM?!?!?!

Angel: Does it matter? I don't have a soul to sell. (Sees Charlie) Ha! Might wanna focus on your girlfriend, Toots.

Vaggie: What? (Looks at Charlie)

Charlie: (blushing, heart eyes, panting like a puppy, and her pajamas turned into a similar Showgirl suit but red with fox ears and tail)

Vaggie: Ch-Charlie? Charlie! No. No! Charlotte Morningstar, we are in front of guests! Shit! (Runs down the hallway)

Charlie: (hearts explode around her head) Hippity-Hoppity, that ass is my property! (Gives chase)

...........

Vaggie: (rounds back around the corner while carrying Charlie bridal style) Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

Lucifer: (rides in on a tidal wave of fluff infused rubber duckies while wearing yellow ducky footie pajamas with orange webbed feet) RELEASE THE QUACKEN!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Alastor: (sighs in aroace exhaustion as a random rubber duck bounces off his head)

Angel: (slowly calming down as he wipes a tear from his eye) It's just like home~

#happy easter #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel incorrect quotes #dysfunctional family #big brother angel #moderator middle child vaggie #youngest sibling charlie #uncle alastor #bunny suit #vaggie #angel #charlie #lucifer #alastor #release the quacken #thirsty charlie #semi feral charlie #bunny suit vaggie #fox suit charlie

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moonjxsung · 5 months

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Okay you’ve been doing a lot of hard hours hard thoughts etc and I just want your opinion on Minho with a soft tummy instead of abs. Like. I feel like I’m the minority on this because 🥲 the few times we got a glimpse of his tummy it was soft and cute and 🥺 I like to think he doesn’t have abs but a soft baby tummy where you can lay your head and maybe poke it and place little kisses on it.

And maybe he’d be a little insecure about it the first time you have sex because most people just assume he has hard rock abs for some reason so he’s worried you’re going to be disappointed 🥺

Feel free to insert hard thoughts about this if you’d like because this just makes me too soft to think about anything other than fluff.

In other words SOFT TUMMY MINHO SUPREMACY

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SOFT TUMMY MINHO SUPREMACY 🗣️‼️‼️🦅

It’s so funny you say this bc this specific photo:

Literally lives on my Pinterest home page RENT FREE and every time I see it I’m like yeah ofc he looks mouth watering and sexy as fuck but his tummy def looks SOOOO CUUUUTE under that tank top :( I feel like exactly the way he gets insecure about his scar he’d get insecure about his tummy and he would constantly be making jokes about how he really needs to start bench pressing more or doing sit ups bc his abs are nonexistent. And of course he’s still super toned but he’s not six pack, you know? And the first time you guys have sex he’s probably more insecure than you are bc he hates that he can’t flaunt some sculpted six pack for you and he plays it off by laughing a ton (his cute ass lil melodic giggle) and being all “stop, you’re gonna laugh at me!” When he removes his shirt and covers his torso. And it’s literally nothing to laugh at in the slightest, like it’s just a normal torso leaning toward muscular but he’s still so soft, all his delicate little curves and the way his chest rises and falls when he laughs and his stomach frames his collar bones sooo beautifully and he just looks SO ETHEREAL. And obviously the sex is fucking amazing and it’s always amazing but it’s particularly sexy when his stomach contracts while you’re on your knees sucking him off before he cums. Or the way his abs clench when you’re riding him and he’s desperately trying not to cum just yet and you make it even harder when you sprawl your fingers out over his stomach and glide your fingertips along his skin. It just becomes such a central part of your fucking sessions together like running your hands all over his stomach and paying attention to the way his stomach sucks in a little before he cums and it’s so sexy. Not to mention cute bc when you guys aren’t fucking you’re definitely showering him with kisses and tracing little hearts on his skin there. And sometimes cuddle sessions are exclusively your head on his stomach with his shirt rolled up so that you can lay on his bare flesh and press little kisses while he talks about his day :( and he doesn’t love his body but he acknowledges that it’s quickly become one of your favorite parts about him so he stops insulting himself so much bc why would he insult something you love :( soft tummy Minho cuddle sessions could heal me I just know it

#🌷 anon #UR SO REAL FOR THIS #soft thoughts #hard thoughts #stray kids #skz #skz smut #stray kids hard hours #skz scenarios #lee know #lee know smut #ask

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ghouljams · 8 months

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One day Crybaby leaves Soap a crochet ducky instead of a twig and wax figure. No explanation, just a duck like that dangling over the slightly open window.

https://www.instagram.com/reel/CaYTFLdjG3H/?igshid=MzRlODBiNWFlZA==

Cuuuute, but now I'm thinking about those webkins googles from the early 2000s. Flat duck. I always thought they were so cute and doofy lookin'.

Here's Soap not being allowed in the house(he's gotta get some tips from Price on that)

You hold a little orange webbed foot between your lips as you sit next to the window and sew. The foot's twin is carefully attached to the lumpy body of, well, you suppose it could be called a duck. It has a bill, and little nubby wings, and it's sort of shaped like a duck. You're not great at sewing. But your therapist suggested looking into hobbies with fewer noxious fumes, so here you were.

Soap leans against the open window, arms crossed to cushion himself on the windowsill. He watches you sew with keen interest, his head settled on his folded arms. You're always flattered by his attention, the way his electric eyes seem to shine just for you, he's terribly charming. He's not so scary in the light of day, not when he's so docile like this. Still, you're happy to be safely tucked inside.

You throw another ladder stitch and pull it tight, watching the thread disappear into the seam as the little foot attaches itself to the body. You give it a gentle tug to make sure it's properly attached and tie off your stitch. You snip your thread and loop the remaining bit around your finger to knot it again. At least you've got the hang of that.

"What's chasing you, hen?" Soap mumbles, his eyes heavy from the sun. You shrug, take the second flipper from your mouth and try to position it on your duck.

"Dunno," You hold up the flipper to find the best hiding spot for the tail of your thread and push your needle through to start the seam, "I've never seen it properly, just felt it."

Soap hums, lets his eyes drift closed. You can't say you don't feel the same, the warmth of the sun through the window is enough to make you drowsy. Maybe you should've made a cat instead, he sort of reminds you of one when he's like this. Then again there are a lot of things Soap reminds you of.

"You sure you can't see?" He asks. You're pretty sure. If you could see all the monsters that walk around the city you wouldn't have thought you were crazy so long. "What's it feel like?"

You pause your stitching to think. "Like walking through a spiderweb," You tell him, going back to your work. He hums again.

"Sounds nasty."

You giggle, something about him always makes you a little giddy. You think it's how easy it is to be around him now that you have an idea of how he works. You trade gifts for... well you suppose nothing. His appreciation, maybe. You don't know what he gets out of it besides the offering, or what he does with the things you give him.

You tug your thread tight to check the seam. It's a cute duck, even if it's kind of shitty. You flap the little flipper feet with your fingers and tie off your thread. You set the floppy thing on the table to snap a photo of it. It's funny how quickly you can switch from giving it away to wanting to keep it now that it's done. When you glance at Soap his eyes are open, watching you over his arms.

"Give it here," He holds a hand out. It's not so much a command as it is a gentle ask. You suppose you did say you'd give it to him when it was done. You hand him the duck with a heavy heart.

Soap stands, turns the plush over in his hands with a smile. His teeth catch his lip, eyes fond in a way that makes your heart heavy with something new. He holds the duck out to you after a few turns, the soft white fabric of it glowing with sunshine. You hold your hands out the window, suspicious, and he sets the plush in your grip.

It's warm. You pull it back inside, not sure what he's doing, or what he's done.

"What's that look?" He laughs.

"You're giving it back." You don't really know how to explain the weirdness of him rejecting your gift. It feels strange, alien in a way you haven't felt before.

"No, I'm lending it to you," He leans against the windowsill again, "It's not much, but it should help you sleep." You blink at him, at the duck. The warmth of it feels like it's spreading through you, drowsy just like laying in the sun. It feels like the long summer days of childhood, like being tucked safely into bed with the sun just falling behind the horizon.

"Thank you," You tell him, flapping the duck's little nubby winds for yourself. You can feel his smile grow, the shine of it, the burn of his heat.

"It's my pleasure."

#they're talking about fucking THREAT #y'all are lucky they're running errands or they'd be so offended #john mactavish x reader #john soap mactavish #soap modern warfare #soap cod #soap mw2 #soap x you #soap x oc #soap x reader #john mactavish #john mactavish x you #oc: crybaby #fae!Soap #hooks and tethersssssss #This is a little further into their relationship #but I wanted to write them being soft with each other

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steviesbicrisis · 1 year

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Stranger things rewatch thoughts

I’ve recently decided to do a rewatch since I don’t remember anything that happens before the scoops ahoy shorts™️ and all of my memories are covered in a thick layer of rainbows and unicorns thanks to Tumblr. I don’t know if anyone will be interested but I wrote down my thoughts while watching 😂 this is season 1:

Where is Steve? I miss Steve

EW STEVE GO AWAY EW

Honestly Mrs Wheeler isn’t half as bad as I remembered

Joyce best character ever I don’t make the rules

Mike your crush on will is showing, embarrassiiiing

Jonance looking cuuuute

But also Nancy this boi took pics of u naked how are u so chill about it

I’m remembering why I love hopper so much

YES SLASH THAT FAKE WILL

Nancy being scandalized by Jonathan taking a gun is cracking me up

Not Nancy crawling into a creepy ass portal in a tree like wtf dude who do you think you are? Alice in wonderland?

Steve I really hate your current friends, when are you going to ditch them and become fruity for our resident fav metalhead weirdo?

Me pulling out google translate to understand what the Russian are saying: am I Robin Buckley?

Wait a fucking minute, the Party’s bullies were just chilling in the woods, causally brought a knife with them and stumbled upon Mike and Dustin?? How in hell-

I swear to god I have no clue how Carol kept dating Tommy after he almost kissed Steve in front of her

I’m sorry Harrington but that ASS going up the ladder, wow

Hopper best dad ever 🥺

Will telling Mike he’s the one keeping them together meanwhile Dustin is literally the reason why they stayed together

Steve wanting to apologize is so cute, my poor heart

NANCY PUT THE GUN DOWN OMG

I’m sorry but there’s just no way Jonathan knew the lights were actually Joyce in the upside down, I call bs

Okay HOW DID BRENNER SURVIVE THAT??

I did not remember the Wheelers going to pick mike up at the school, what did they tell them? Did they give an explanation at all? Lmao

I cannot wait to see season 2 I need some answers

There are Christmas lights and the season ends with snow and Christmas, stranger things is a Christmas tv show #confirmed

Did Will just throw up Dustin’s future pet?

Here my thoughts on season 2!!

#I don't what this even is #but you can see my mental breakdown over steve's ass #and my bias for jopper #and dustin #if anyone likes this im gonna post my thoughts on season 2 lmao #stranger things #stranger things rewatch #random st thoughts #somehow i managed to fit steddie into this #im so good at my job

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corpsebasil · 5 months

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I'm sorry but knight! Nikolaï got me hORNY—

So just think about it: like, kinda a corruption kink but the other way around? The Princess being very, VERY MUCH INTO HIM and being like "damn Imma bang that man"

And Knight Nikolaï being loyal to his duties so he's trying to not understand or see her advances, but god damn his patience and will to stay professional are wearing thin just like the clothes of the princess seems to gradually become around him uhuh

ARGBLBLBLB HAND ME THE HOLY WATER RIGHT NOW

Dear mother above—

^^^ me and you walking to his room.

Sir Nikolai isn’t a man that is unused to being fawned over. Women and men alike—nobles, citizens, who gives a shit—all want him. The man is literally sex on legs just LOOK at him. LORD.

The one person he’s surprised to find attracted to him, though, is you. Your royal highness. Aka the princess of Ravka and his personal charge. He takes his role of protecting you extremely seriously. He does a security sweep practically every time you enter a room. He keeps his eye out for any possible threats, always a step behind you. Always.

Yes he finds you pretty—who doesn’t—but the idea of sleeping with you goes against every moral fiber of his being.

It starts small when you realize you aren’t going to get your way with him at first.

DRABBLE UNDER THE CUUUUT

Oh god he’s so beautiful anyways—

“Sir Nikolai.”

“Princess.”

You’re watching him from one of the chairs in your sitting-room as he works, sorting through some documents as you’re supposed to be reading. You literally cannot focus.

The rustling of papers and the occasional shift of his body in his chair are the only sounds occupying your rooms as of now and, to your chagrin, you can’t stop staring at his hands. The way his fingers run over the documents, the way he licks his thumb quickly to flip a page, good God.

“I can feel you staring.” He says, not even sparing you a glance as he works. You scowl.

“I am not.”

He raises one eyebrow and you slump lower in your seat, face hot.

You’ve had a crush on your personal guard since pretty much forever and you know that he knows. He finds it entertaining to tease you sometimes; he’ll find excuses to help fix your hair, he holds your hand a bit longer than necessary when escorting you out of a carriage, and he especially enjoys the look on your face when you see him flirting with other women of the court.

I picture his grin like this.

Also Elliot Knight is fucking gorgeous.

He just smiles at you from across the room and goes straight back into his conversation.

You know from gossip around the court that he’s an absolute god in bed. The maids—those damn gossips—all giggle and blush as they whisper about a night with him or someone they know, their voices not quiet enough to stop you from picking up a few details while they clean.

You want him. You want him so bad it makes you look STUPID.

If you’re going to get this man on top of under, behind, down low, up high, all the positions you then you’re going to have to start being a little bolder, sweetheart. You start small: staring more openly and forcing yourself not to look away when caught. Brushing against him when you walk by just to have an excuse to be close to him. Making comments out of the blue about how you’re just so bored and touch deprived.

Poor you.

He catches on instantly.

“Princess.” He starts one evening, watching you as you approach him clad in one of your adorable nightgowns that leave nothing to the imagination. Picture Aelin’s gold nightgown, HA. His teeth are grit so tightly that he can actually feel his jaw hurt as you walk by. “Where is your robe.”

Not a question. He knows exactly where your robe is because you left it on his bed after sneaking quickly through the shared door in your chambers. He’d made the mistake of telling you he’d be right back and you took your chance. You’d be giggling like a fiend when he knocked just now, eyes dark and expression unamused.

He didn’t bring the robe, though. Oddly enough.

“It’s too hot for a robe right now.” You lie, ignoring his annoyed stare as you pour yourself a glass of bourbon from a decanter. “Besides, this dress is new. Don’t you like it?”

“You forgot the rest of it.”

“This is the newest style!” You argue, grinning to yourself as you feel him watch your back. The material is thin as hell and Saints you look fucking magical in it.

Meanwhile Nikolai, behind you, is feeling warmer and warmer the longer you fix yourself a drink. His eyes roam across your bare skin, his blood burning in his veins as he watches the slight sway of your hips. He can imagine running his hands along those long legs of yours, skin soft under his fingers.

How responsive would you be for him? Would you be loud or quiet? Calling out his name or only gasping and whining for him? Would you let him kiss your thighs before he buries his mouth between your legs? Would you let him bend you over his desk or set you on top of it?

Lord have mercy—

He licks his lips thoughtfully as he continues his observations. Surely you’re taking longer on purpose so that he can stare.

The clink of the glass hitting the counter snaps him from his fantasies before he realizes he’s been caught blatantly checking out your ass with his mouth hanging open a fraction.

Shit.

Your smile is devious and proud when you turn to face him, leaning slightly back against the table to meet his eyes.

“Something wrong, Sir?”

“Princess.” He clears his throat and glances up at the ceiling for a moment. “This isn’t appropriate.”

“I’d hope not.” You snort. You walk towards him and he stays still, every inch of him tense. He doesn’t look away as you tilt your head, chin lifted up to his in offering. He doesn’t take the bait.

“Princess.” He grits out. “Please. Stop.”

“Stop what?”

“You know what.”

“I’m not doing—”

But you shut up when his hand reaches out to snatch your wrist in an iron grip, your fingers hovering barely an inch away from his chest. The gap in his loose shirt reveals smooth, golden skin, your fingertips frozen.

You glance up with a tiny gasp and he’s watching you, his eyes darker and more serious than before.

“I cant let you start anything.” He breathes, hand tightening on your arm. “Not like this. Not with me.”

“Why?” You question, face falling as you look up into his eyes. “Why not?”

“You’re jail bait, kid.”

“What does that mean—”

“Your father would kick my ass if he saw me with you. You know that.” You huff through your nose and attempt to pull away but he holds fast. “Y/N,” he starts and your heart aches. Not ‘Princess’, Y/N. “you have no idea the things I’d do to you.”

You freeze as his head lowers a fraction, nose barely touching yours. Your breaths are unsteady as he tucks your hair behind an ear, hand framing your face.

“You’d never want to leave my bed.” He adds and the ache shoots from your heart to right between your legs. “The things I’ve thought about you.” He closes his eyes and, after a beat, whispers a quiet ‘fuck’ before practically tearing himself away from you.

You don’t even have time to protest before he’s heading back to his rooms and shutting the door behind him.

Ughhh OAJAOSK I NEED HIMMMM

#shadow and bone #nikolai lantsov #nikolai lantsov x reader #nikolai x reader #shadow and bone imagine #knight nikolai lantsov #sir nikolai lantsov #sir Nikolai

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starbunii · 3 months

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Hey! Can I request Shuichi x Kokichi's!twin (or very close friends with him) Reader, that's the Ultimate Second In Command?

THIS REQUEST IS SO CUUUUTE AAA <3 shuichi x reader gender neutral, anyone can read!

kind of short cuz i didnt know what to do, but if you guys like it i'll make a part 2!

Being The Ultimate Second In Command, you were naturally used to the incessant teasing and mockery of your older brother and counterpart, Kokichi Ouma. Given your talent, status, and age, you were very rarely taken seriously by his organization, often being cast aside in favor of your sibling. You were unseen, a puppet working from the sidelines in order to better your brother's institution, watching as he took all the credit.

While it didn't bug you in the moment, there were some nights were you wept over the lack of being seen. You felt so...overlooked. So lonely. Most people only looked to you for assistance.

Until that fateful day...

You and your brother had been locked in a Killing Game together, miraculously enough. Most of your classmates were mundane. Boring. Generally just exhausting to be around. All of them could easily be overlooked, just as you were.

All except for one - Shuichi Saihara, The Ultimate Detective.

You watched as he introduced himself to everyone, mumbling and tripping on his words like a fool. The way he fidgeted with his fingers and avoided your gaze with that hat of his. It was all so stupidly mesmerizing.

After a bit of time, you and the detective had formed a strong bond, albeit much to your twin brother's dismay. You had stopped listening to him as often, preferring to go and be by Shuichi's side.

"I don't understand why you like him so much to begin with!" Kokichi pouted, lazily hanging off his chair while pigging out in the dining hall. "What if he's one of the feds, huh? Huh?!"

"I don't really care about that..." You frowned, picking at your food. "He's nice to me...and..I dunno. It's nice to have someone look at me like a person, and not an asset for once..."

"Hey-! I am plenty nice to you!" He grunted, now sitting upside down. "Besides. He's probably only nice to you because he wants to use you. You're my sibling..so it's different."

You simply sighed, getting up and leaving the room. Of course, Kokichi followed you, teasing you relentlessly. "..I mean, you probably only defend him because youuuuu have a massive crush on him!"

You paused, trying to ignore the way the heat rushed to your ears. Was he right? Did you have a crush on the detective? No...you couldn't...you two were just friends, of course!

Kokichi noticed your hesitation. He was quiet, before he began to cackle. "You like him?! Seriously?! That is the funniest thing I have ever heard! No way! He's got zero chance!"

"Kokichi..." You grumbled, walking faster.

"I'm not letting him get with my little Y/n!" He laughed even louder. "I have to protect my wittle sibling from heartbreak!"

"Kokichi!" You finally shoved him off of you, storming off even faster.

You bumped into someone's chest, clenching your eyes shut with a soft thud. You looked up, only to see soft and shy grey eyes looking down at you.

"Ah...sorry..." Shuichi blushed, fiddling with his cap. "You okay?"

"Mmh..." The room got warmer as your knees buckled a bit. "Yeah...I'm...I'm fine.."

"Good.." Shuichi smiled softly. "Um...s-so..."

"Yeah uh..."

"Actually..." Shuichi cleared his throat, trying to ignore the way his voice cracked. "I um...was wondering...if..." "Yeah...?" You gazed up at him, eyes sparkling with excitement.

"I was wondering if y-you'd like to go o-"

"Wait just a minute!" Kokichi stormed into the hall, anger radiating from his tiny, 5'1 self. "I don't know what you think you're doing, but you better stay away from them, Shumai. They've got no time to be wasting with you, of all people." He glared at Shuichi, using only the most condescending of tones.

"I...I wasn't doing anything..." Shuichi blushed, backing up a bit. "I was gonna ask if.." His brain lagged as he tried to think of an excuse. "Exactly." Kokichi glared, taking your hand and leading you away from him. Shuichi quietly waved, looking a bit disappointed in himself. He had fallen in love with the second in command with an illegal vigilante. He knew it was wrong. Of course it was wrong. But there was just something about you that drew him in...too bad his confession had been interrupted.

Better luck next time...

#shuichi saihara #shuichi x reader #saihara shuichi #kokichi ouma #drv3 #danganronpa #danganronpa x reader #ghost.writes

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topaz-witch-tea · 8 months

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Yes, hello! I love your Yanqing happy family AU! He headcanons with Dan Feng are so cuuuute! Now you can ignore the rambling here but why can I see that when Jing yuan gets scammed into buying his lion cub (Yingxing had a good laugh when henrealized Jing Yuan got scammed while Dan Feng is like "Just... Why?"). The lion cub is just forever stuck by toddler!Yanqing's side? Just the cub sees toddler!Yanqing and goes "This is my human now." Now they gotta keep the lion cub because Yanqing is attached too.

Awww!!!🥰Thank you so much!!! I'm so glad you like my work. Dan Feng is such an interesting character to me so i wanted to explore what kind of person he would be had he not lost his loved ones and be forced to reincarnate.

I absolutely love that head canon about Mimi. Jing Yuan would be banned from the market for a while. I also have a feeling it would not be the first time he's done something like this. It's just that the previous times were smaller/less expensive items that they could get rid off. None of them would have the heart to get rid of a lion cub, especially one that Jing Yuan has become so attached to.

Mimi would also adore Yanqing. Yanqing is a baby and babies love soft things, and to Mimi, Yanqing was just a tiny, helpless cub that needs protection at all times. They can't exactly send Mimi away when the lion gets too big, that would mean they would have to explain to Yanqing that Mimi can't stay at home. Which would mean tears and begging and pleading that would easily wear down the three fathers down.

The issue is that once Mimi is attached to Yanqing, she would want to follow him everywhere. When he's a baby it's fine since he can't go that far, but once he starts school or has basic training with the rest of the Cloud Knights, problems would arise. Mimi would have to be kept in Jing Yuan's office lest he get calls from the school about his lion trying to jump the fence or prowling around the training grounds and scaring the new recruits.

I actually do have a fic centered around Mimi in the works, so I'll include a snippet. I hope this have it out this week since its almost done.

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The lion stared curiously at the little bundle in Jing Yuan’s arm before coming over to take a look.

“Look Yanqing, Mimi came to say hi to you.” Jing Yuan held Yanqing up so Mimi should see him.

“Now, listen carefully Mimi. Yanqing is my son and he’s very young so you must be careful. He’s too little for you to play with him the way you do with us. I can entrust you to protect Yanqing, right?” Jing Yuan spoke like he was giving out orders to his men as he scratched Mimi under her chin.

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Thank you for bring my first ask and please feel free to send me more!❤️ I love talking about Yanqing happy family AU!

#dan heng #jing yuan #jingrenheng #yanqing #dan feng #yingxing #hsr ren #hsr blade #honkai star rail #hsr #Yanqing happy family AU #Yanqing happy family AU asks

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bothendsofthequill · 4 months

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The Angel of Tickling Chooses You!

“What, these?” Bristle’s ocean blue wings unfold and flap behind him. “Yes, they’re as soft as they look.” He smiles.

“Oh, you want me to cuddle you with them? Pfft, then get over here!” He wraps his arms around you, followed by the wings draping under your arms.

“Was that a giggle? Heh, I take it you like them.” He ruffles his wings on your sides and belly.

“Oh, more giggles! Okay, maybe I should…” His wings slip under your shirt slowly.

“What about this?” He asks. “Okay, good, as long as I’m not overstepping.” The tips of his wing feathers stroke back and forth across your belly.

“Aw, your laugh is so cuuuute!” His voice almost cracks from the squee. “More? Of course!” He exclaims, his velvety soft wings finally stroking over your entire bare tummy.

“Ahahawww, I can tell you’re holding back. I promise nobody’s around to hear your laughter other then me. No need to be shy~.” His wings pick up speed.

“There we goho! That sound is music to my ears. No restraint, just bliss.” He pauses before teasing. “Well, we could add restraints if you want.”

“You’re right.” He admits, “I’m in more of a tickle hug mood too~.” The feathers trace all over your belly fast as his arms squeeze tighter. “But that doesn’t mean I won’t melt you.” He adds closer to your ear. “Ready?” There’s no time to respond, he takes your squeak as a clear “yes, please!” His wings tickle your belly all over while playful paws squeeze your sides.

“Tickle, tickle! Heehee, wow, your laugh is cuter the louder it gets. Feel like one more tickle spot?” Bristle smirks, going back on what he decided before. Your ankles are tied together with dark blue magic: firm yet so soft it’s like being held by a cloud. The same delicate magic weaves its way through your toes, separating and tickling between them. “I hope you don’t mind your feet being tied. I’m still gonna cuddle you plenty!” He gives you a loving squeeze before his paws move up to your ribs and tickle in between them, one of the wings’ feathers swirling into your belly button as the other feathers tickle around it.

“Is it too much?” He asks wearily. “Make sure you tell me if so.” His tone is genuine and delicate as his paws go from tickling your ribs to holding your hands, leaving only your toes and belly button being tickled.

“You sure can laugh a lot! Think you can take juuuust a little more?” He sounds really excited as his magic starts to materialize something at your feet.

“In that case…” Makeup brushes appear, the plush bristles skittering all around your soles and arches. “Heeheehee!!” Bristle squeaks. “Doesn’t it feel wonderful? Enjoy it, cutie, ‘cause I’ll keep speeding up until you need a break~.”

Bristle’s thumbs stroke your palms as he tickles faster, nuzzling you as you’re stuck in his loving, ticklish cuddle. Seconds pass, maybe minutes, all you know is that this rabbit can tickle you good, and tease too. Whatever air isn’t filled with your laughter is reserved for endearing coos about how soft and precious you are.

“Such a good ticklee.”

“That’s it, let it all out.”

“Still more? Aww, it’d be my pleasure to provide!”

“I’m here, you’re safe with me.”

“Hehe, you like that spot, huh?”

“Do the brushes feel good? … They’re my favourite too~.”

Until finally you call for a break. Everything halts. Your feet are untied and Bristle’s cuddle loosens while you pant. “Do you feel better now?” He asks with a grin.

“Good. I’m so glad I was able to help.” He hugs you tight again before letting you sit up. His green eyes meet yours and he holds your hands. “Remember, I’m always here if you need me, okay? We can do this anytime you want.”

“Wha- hehehe… you wanna tickle my wings sometime?” His ears flop. “Ihihi’d l-like thahat… maybe.” His tail wags fast.

“Welllll, I guess you’ll just have to find out how ticklish they are next time, won’t you?” He winks. “I’ll keep you in suspense.”

#tickling #tickle #ticklish #tickle content #tickle fluff #ticklish love #sfw tickling #ticklee #tickler #tickle story #tickle writing #lee!reader

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stellasfictionalworld · 2 months

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part 2.

part 3

a/n: i got so excited i decided to right a second part already. reader is referred to as cupid.

reader x andre anderson

cw: (i mean you’ve watched the show so) implied sex, swearing, under age drinking, fluff, use of drugs, implied sexual assault

word count: 1,606

Your roommate is Ashley Carter. You two hit it off well, she’s been taking the Performing Arts courses. Although, you’ve suggested she might as well join Hero Management since she saved your ass last year. When your Student Rating skyrocketed after your fuck fest, she was right there beside you. Excited for you, and helped you point yourself in the right direction. She helped you find a marketing team, and read through contracts to make sure you weren’t getting scammed. It made sense, considering Ashley was taking some law classes on the side with her Performing Arts courses.

Yet she loved the big screen, and it was made for her. Her power was that she could sparkle, like literally. Edward Cullen style, without the need for blood. She very much could blind the shit out of you or act as a disco ball. Anyhow, you two made the cutest insta posts together. Cupid and Glitter.

Your name was called as you pulled a knee-high sock. You greeted your roommate as she flopped onto her bed.

“Look at you,” you could hear the smile on her face. “You think you’ll get to be one of them? I can see it already,” she said.

You turned to your roommate and shook your head but you had a small smile on your face.

“I’d like to get to know them first,” you said, your heart sinking. You wouldn’t be used, not again. You put on the rest of your outfit and posed for Ashley. “What do you think,” you said.

“Cuuuute,” she said, snapping a picture.

“Thanks,” you winked. “What are your plans by the way?” you asked.

“I think I’m gonna see Jen again,” she said.

You grinned widely and your brows shot up. “You’re gonna find love before I do,” you said and her face started to get red.

“Get out of here,” she waved you off. “Go see Andre,” she added.

“Okay, but tomorrow. Drinks and stories,” you pointed at her and she nodded.

…

It wasn’t till you got there, that you realized this was Dusty’s place. You’d gone to other house parties, but this place was a mad(crack)house. The shit that happened here, most of the time no one would remember by morning. Your stomach churned as you followed a group ahead of you. They opened the door and you were immediately hit with the smell of sweat and weed. The mad(fuck)house was booming with life. Dancing, snorting up cocaine, makeout sessions, and other crude shit happened right in front of your eyes. Someone bumped into you and you took that as a sign to move.

You texted Andre, saying you’d made it inside. You licked the cherry gloss on your lips as you made your way around the house. You found the drinks and grabbed the first thing you saw. Your fingers trembled as you tried to get the top off.

“Fuck,” you muttered in annoyance. The rancid smell of vomit hit your nose already.

“Need help with that?” someone asked beside you.

“Yeah actually,” you looked up with a sweet smile. Your blood went ice cold when you recognized the blonde you were looking at. Rufus, you’d heard rumors about him, they usually involved non-consent situations. A part of you told you to run, but you kept up the smile. Offering him the bottle and he cracked it open with ease.

“Thank you,” she said and took a step around him.

“No problem,” he blocked your escape, putting a hand on the kitchen counter. “You’re Cupid right?” he asked.

“The one and only,” you sipped your drink, “and you are?” you asked.

“Rufus, sure you haven’t heard of me?” he asked with a slightly higher pitch.

You pressed your lips together and knitted your brows together. You were picking at his ego on purpose, it’s what he deserved after all.

“I think the name rings a bell, do we have a class together?” you asked.

He laughed dryly, eyeing your tits now. Chills ran down your spine, fucking wanting to run. You were in his range, he could catch you the minute you turned around.

He started to talk again, and your phone buzzed.

“Sorry, give me a sec,” you said and you didn’t hear a response.

Andre

10:03 pm

just got here, where are you?

You swallowed thickly as you typed away.

10:03

Kitchen, with Rufus.

“Sorry ‘bout that,” you said with your fake smile.

“No worries,” he stepped closer to you. Your nose scrunched up, overwhelmed by his cologne and alcohol breath. “What do you say, we go upstairs? I know you’re kinda on break, but c’mon,” he laughed, licking his lips. “I know you’re dying for some,” he finished his sentence. You would have gagged on the spot if not for the fact he thought you wanted this. He was giving you a choice, not mind fucking you yet.

“I just got here,” you cracked a smile, “I wanna party a little first,” you said.

He did not like that. He stared at you, hungry for the parts of you that everyone knew about. You might as well have been naked, people openly talked about your body last year. Everyone knew about your magic touch. Rufus wanted more than a taste, and you were going to give it to him. Right to his crotch.

Before your fist collided with anything, a hand wrapped around your hip. Your brows shot up and you looked over your shoulder. Andre pressed himself against you and smiled at you.

“Sorry for making you wait,” he said, he gave your hip a gentle squeeze. “Rufus,” he said darkly, immediately Rufus cleared his throat. He backed the fuck up and eyed you then him. There were flashes of anger and fear between each glance. Then he muttered something before disappearing with a bottle of beer.

You let out a breath of relief and blinked away the wetness in your eyes.

“You okay? Did he do anything to you?” he asked, staring down the hallway Rufus had escaped with. You wondered if he hoped to have laser eyes at that very moment. You took in a breath and chugged the beer.

“He didn’t, thanks to you,” you put down the bottle and grabbed a cold one. “Thank you,” you looked up at him and he nodded.

“It’s my fault if–” he said, and you shushed him.

“Don’t. Nothing happened, it’s all good,” you smiled.

“Right,” he took in a sharp breath through his nose, “just stay with me. I’ll make sure he doesn't even fucking look at you,” he looked down at you.

It was sweet, he got so pressed on your behalf. You could handle yourself, but sometimes you still needed saving. Though it wasn’t the first time you dealt with guys like Rufus, considering your last year in God U. Andre simmered down but hadn’t moved his hand the whole time.

“Let’s party, yeah?” you said. “Didn’t you say your friends were here too?” you asked.

“Yeah, let’s go,” his shoulders had dropped, and he gave you his iconic gorgeous smile. His hand finally slipped away, but you swear you saw his fingers flinch when he let go. You followed him, and he pointed to the group sitting outside. They were sitting on picnic chairs, around a foldable table. You immediately appreciated the fresh air, it was a bit cold making you close up your cardigan.

There were a few people outside in the pool, some chilling outside of it. It wasn’t too noisy though. The table was filled with laughter as Andre and you took a seat. They’d saved an extra seat just for you.

“Hey,” Cate greeted you first, then Luke did, and you received a nod from Jordan. “You two okay?” she asked with brows furrowed. Her big blue eyes twinkled because of the fairy lights, she looked like a Disney princess. One who looked so hot smoking a blunt before passing it to Luke.

“It’s fine.”

“Rufus was talking to her.”

You both blurted at the same time.

Your brow shot up and immediately the mood was killed.

“Shit, did he do anything to you?” Luke immediately asked.

“No he didn’t, luckily Andre saved me,” you bumped shoulders with him. He gave you a small smile, but something told you he wasn’t going to let this go any time soon. Cate had gone quiet with a distant look in her eyes before lighting a new blunt. She handed it to you with a small smile. You dragged out the blunt and immediately melted into your chair.

Time passed, and all of you discussed how classes were hard. You and Cate disagreed though. Andre needed saving before his grade dropped, so in between drinks. You’d offered to help him, tutor instead of giving him the answers. He seemed surprisingly excited by the idea, saying you should. His friends were rolling their eyes and grinning.

You were so distracted with other shit, like how the sun umbrella looked like it was melting. Jordan had given you some good shit, and you’d cried to them. Saying how good this shit was, and how grateful they were your provider. They’d toppled over laughing in their fem form with you. You both eventually just couldn’t stop laughing next to the pool.

Then you woke up in your bed. The drapes were open, causing you to groan. You fell out of bed and shut them immediately. Then you collapsed back onto your bed. You touched your jacket, realizing it wasn’t even yours. Then you sat up.

“Holy shit,” you said.

#reader x andre anderson #gen v x reader #gen v x you #cate dunlap #jordan li #gen v #luke riordan #rufus is so fucking nasty #anywayyyy andre to the rescue #if you can make jordan li laugh #i think you're immediately friends #andre anderson x reader

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nicistrying · 5 months

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Saturday 16th Dec

The annual Christmas jumper day!

Worked out first - didn't get out for a run like I wanted bc it was a lovely morning but I would have been really rushed, so did a heavier upper body session instead and will run tomorrow. This workout felt really good, I surprised myself with some of my sets tbh considering I'm not lifting every day at work any more! It doesn't look like much but it was what I had time for and really lifted my mood and confidence ahead of what is usually a v anxiety inducing day so was definitely worth it 😊

Got dressed - felt cuuuute!

And actually had a really lovely time with my mam and all her family, and also Matt's parents this year! They joined us for food and then went home, Matt and I stayed out for a few drinks with everyone to catch up. We had a lovely time 🥰🥰 Nanna Mary had 2 glasses of wine at lunch and sat telling dirty jokes and on the way out, turned to me and said 'hey Matthew's dad is a good looking fella isn't he!' Nanna Mary is 83 😂😂 I love her so much. Absolute light of my life and I count myself so lucky that I still have her here ❤️

#personal #christmas jumper day #fitblr #health blog #fitness blog #workout #arms & back #health #fitness #personal fitblr #nanna mary #happy #strong

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kerink · 4 months

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the attic liveshow live react

you can always go in the same way you go out. well. not always. i can think of one time thats not true such as....life

this too shall pass reprise

thai food and mario kart tournament and sawa dead body

listen up to not hurt cecils feelings

wendys built the brown stone spire?!

sniffs cecils lapel sniff sniff

AQUARIUS TRICKING A LEO INTO A CAVE FKDKDKFK

looking at family pics instead of doing the news

a photo of mom and cecil and abby <333

abby and cecil are gonna fall into the big hole...

cecil collected animals..

BEAVER PEED IN ABBYS BBED

named the snake after his mom...

tamikaaaaaa

cecils stuffed animal TT_TT

NOOOO HE LEFT IT BEHIND

"she could be cruel i suppose" ill say cecil

JACKIE FERRO MENTION POG

wretched gretchen: she hesrd your wish

"kids with their tiktok dances" cecil talk to your husband

michelle helping people become musicians?!

oh ok shes my queen never mind

theyre mouthing yergent lmfao

ah. the picture of cecils mom. ah

oh they just keep making new trauma up for him

lee macin best known for being 30 years old

WHEN HE WAS A YOUNG MAN ONLY 30 YEARS OLD 💀💀💀

cecil going to sleep cuddled up to his radio listening to leonard 😭😭😭💕💕💕

cecils face when kip was insisting the shirt was a card almost killed me

carlos please take his credit card away

AUOTE GET REAL

kip trying to take cecil soul... this already happened to him

CECIL YOU DID PLAY BASEBALL AS A KID COME ON

well he played with earl so it makes sense why he wouldnt rememebr

CRANOR PUT ON THE T SHIRT

qhen he shook his head and mouthed no about meditation 💀 he was so cute

he freaking teleported us to san fransciso

BALDWINS LITTLE POSE WHEN HE STARTED THE SECOND WENDYS PART THE WAY HE KICKED HIS LEGGIE

THERES A MAN PLAYING MYSIC

disperitions little nod

CECIL POKIG AT SDISPERITIONS STUFF

cecil was sooooo cute at the keyboard 😭😭😭

larry leroy shooting birds‼️‼️

cecils little sad/scared uhhuh was so cuuuute

cecil dismissing a book not holding up TO TAMIKA girl howd she not kill you

SHE CALLED HIM CEECCEE

CECIL WENT BACK TO THERAPY oh its an iguana

"nobody has repressed more stuff than me" baby we know

this is condos 2

THERE WAS NO FAMILY TRIP TO THE GRAND CANYON

we should see something of this country but we only made it a few blocks

abby and i sat in the dark holding hands not knowing what game was being played only that we were losing it

wendys is no bed bath amd beyond when it comes to interdemensional magic

perfection isnt human

"i cant change the pain of my childhood past"

CARLOS AND CECIL ARE TAKING ESTEBAN TO THE GRAND CANYON

"as soon as i figure out how to get out of night vale" 💀

I ACCIDENTALLY STARTED A PREMATURE CLAP AT THE SF LIVE SHOW 🙈

#wtnv #wtnv spoilers

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chaosandwolves · 6 months

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since I was granted a freebie would you mind telling me about Wait for me to come home? 👀✨

Hehe

Yes this is a cuuuute one if I may say so

I was thinking... what if something happens to Connor and his wife and Buck ends up actually being the father of his son?

And as tragic as it is, and as scary as it is, it makes him happy.

But it's also overwhelming af but the 118 got his back.

Eddie got his back.

Buck moves in with the Diaz boys so Carla can look after both Chris and the baby when the boys are working.

And they so naturally transition into being a proper family together that weeks later, it takes Eddie a whole five minutes after leaving the house to realize that he just kissed Buck good-bye... On his lips…

A lil snippet of what follows

If he sits in his car for 10 minutes outside his house the next morning before he gathers the courage to finally go inside, no one has to know.

And no one has to know how he can feel his heart beating in his throat and how his hands are clammy and how he feels like an awkward teenager as he walks through the front door.

He takes deep breath and ignores the slight instability around the edges of his voice when he calls out, "I'm home!"

For a second he thinks he might be in luck and Buck is out running some errands.

But then he appears in the door frame of his bedroom with his son resting content in his arms against his chest and Eddie's heart skips a beat.

Eddie doesn't know what to do and remains frozen in the hallway, his head simultaneously way too frantic and way too quiet to be able to come up with anything coherent.

Buck, however, doesn't leave him hanging for long.

He moves out into the hallway, takes two steps before coming to a halt right in front of Eddie. His voice is so rich and smooth when he greets him with a soft "Hey," that it sends a warm shiver down Eddie's back.

But instead of reacting to this greeting like a sane adult, Eddie, for some inexplicable reason, raises his hand and waves.

It's not even a proper gesture, just some awkward little movement of his hand as he replies, "Hi."

For a second he's convinced that Buck can hear how violently his heart is hammering against his chest and that he'll call him out on it.

Buck, however, grins one of these grins that spread over his entire face and that lights his eyes up so that they take on the color of a sunny summer sky.

And Eddie gets so lost in it that his brain forgets to process what happens next.

Buck leans in, the grin on his plush rosy lips growing even wider and suddenly these exact same lips are pressed against Eddie's.

He can feel how Buck breaks into a full on smile under the soft touch of their lips before he pulls back and Eddie can see Buck's eyes glinting with a mix of mischief and joy.

"Welcome home."

Eddie blinks and before he can gather his thoughts which had evaporated the second he felt Buck's lips brush against his own, Buck turns on his heels, walks into the kitchen and nonchalantly announces, "I made pancakes, abuela's recipe," as if he didn't just rattle Eddie's entire world and moved it off its hinges.

Eddie blinks again, his fingers rising up to touch the spot where he can still feel the kiss lingering on his lips. And for a moment he just stands there in utter disbelief and pure awe.

Eventually, Buck's voice brings him back into his body when it sounds from the kitchen over the familiar rattling of the espresso machine that Buck insisted on buying, "Cofffee?"

Half laughing, Eddie breathes out and briefly shakes his head to reactivate any functioning brain cells which he's not sure exist anymore in the first place.

But then he at least finds his voice again. "Yeah, yeah."

A soft smile remains on his lips as he follows Buck into the kitchen.

#Buddie #Buddie wip #Fluuuuf #And a bit of angst #I still have to properly write out the entire lead up to this #But I had these two pictures in my mind #Buck (possibly shirtless) with a lil baby cradled against his chest #And Eddie just absolutely dumbfounded staring at him and doing this lil awkward wave #I mean #The cuteness #If I could draw...#Wip game #Chaos answers

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