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lowkeyrobin · 2 days
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yesss love, just saw that ur accepting requests heheheh 🥰🥰
Could I request a Minho x fem reader one, where the gladers are all chilling and having fun together by a lake in the deadheads (similar vibes to bonfire night) and some gladers decide to give her a “proper greenie welcome” by picking her up and throwing her in the lake. However, she can’t swim and tries to resist them but they don’t believe her so still throw her in. She almost drowns, crying for help and Minho jumps in and rescues her. Minho carries her out, and gets mad at them, almost picking a fight.
From here she sees Minho in a different light, could end in spice, if you’re willing, if not then it’s algds hehe 🙈
nah this is so cute lol ; also I do only write they/them / gn readers so I apologize 😭😭 but I'll try and not really specify gender at all to keep it really ambiguous ; i also dont write smut but i tried to make it a little like?? makeout? idk ; thank you for requesting, hope you enjoy! ; also I've seen at least one of ur other reqs to other creators and they're so 🙏🙏 trust me when I say writers love u
MINHO ; sweet memory
summary ; you find yourself looking at minho in a new light after almost drowning
warnings ; language, almost drowning, slightly heated kissing (?)
track ; wildflower and barley, hozier & allison russell
word count ; 1.7k
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You were the newest Greenie welcomed to the Glade. But, lucky for you, you remembered your name on your first night here. The amnesia was still getting you good here and there, but by the time the sun set on your second night, you were adapting well enough. A large group of you Gladers sit out on some logs in the Deadheads, the sun softly setting over the horizon of the maze walls as you sit around a little bonfire.
A small kind of lake structure sits beside the group, the soft sound of the streaming water filling your ears instead of all the other boys around you talking and chattering over drinks. You sit beside Minho, the Keeper of the Runners, sharing a drink with him. You took small sips here and there, just trying to fit in with the others under the blanket of trees and brush around you. Minho sits the glass jar back on the ground between his left leg and your right leg, talking to Fry a few feet away.
You're more focused on the water than anything else now as the boys talk loudly.
"What's the Greenie looking at?" Gally asks, an eyebrow raised as he talks in almost a mumble, looking between a few other Gladers.
Newt, sitting beside Fry, shrugs. Ben looks over at you, studying the dazed look in your eyes.
"Shank seems focused on the water," Ben speaks, giving a little shrug.
Gally's eyes light up as some invisible light bulb flicks on in his head. "Why don't we give them a proper Greenie welcome?"
"What're you suggesting, shuckface?" Jack sighs, sitting beside Gally.
A smirk tugs at the wannabe tough-guy's lips as he looks at you. You don't notice, as you're still zoned out, staring at the water.
"Let's throw them into the water for a minute"
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Gally's plan had been set into motion behind mostly everyone's backs. Ben didn't say a word, considering he didn't actually think they'd be mean enough to throw the newest Greenie into that deep water. Newt and Fry hadn't heard as they'd been bickering about food, and the others, Winston, Minho, Eric, Adam, and Scott hadn't heard either.
Gally stands up, setting his special drink down. Jack, and Doug follow his actions, standing up and setting their definitely alcoholic beverages down. They sneak their way over to you, and stand over you, their shadows cast over you as well due to the fire.
You look up at them, shaking yourself out of your trance-like state.
"Can I help you?" You ask kindly, not wanting to start any drama.
Gally grabs you by the shoes, then Jack and Doug lift you up at your shoulders. They pull you toward the water, where you try and squirm out of their grip and fight back, but are unable to. The attention of the others is caught as they watch and laugh, thinking that your desperation to get away is to just not get wet and cold, unknowing that you couldn't swim.
Minho is the only one concerned, not knowing he was the only one to know that you couldn't swim. You'd brought it up when you first met him, explaining how you weren't much of a special soul, and that you couldn't swim or climb trees, or run that fast like some others could. It was a little dimwitted comment that clouded his vision in the moment.
"No, no, no, please! Please put me down!" For some reason, you didn't want to admit that you couldn't swim.
Doug hands over your other shoulder to Jack so he and Gally could rock and throw you into the water, standing off to the side. You continue to shout in protest as they begin rocking you side to side like they were reading a jump-in jump rope.
You look down at the water, fairly still, but clearly deep. You wouldn't be landing on rocks and busting your ass, you'd be drowning in five seconds if they didn't put you down.
Minho stands up, deciding to intervene as he sets his drink down. "Hey!"
"I can't swim! Put me down!-"
They toss you into the water, listening to your shriek of terror as the water splashes beneath your crashing weight. You reach your arms up as you'd fallen in on your rear, and kick your feet rapidly under you, unable to feel the bottom on your feet.
Being soaking wet was the least of your worries as you felt the water rush into your mouth, struggling to keep your head above the surface. You choke up the dirty, muddy water, trying to use any strength you had left in you to call for help and keep yourself floating.
Minho, now wide-eyed, quickly jumps in after you, realizing you truly couldn't swim. The water splashes under his weight like it did yours, and by the time he resurfaces, you'd fallen under the surface, water quickly filling up your lungs.
Newt quickly rushes forward, Frypan and Ben following him. Newt shoves Gally.
"What're you thinkin' klunkhead?! They said they couldn't swim, yet you throw them in that deep water!" He shouts, looking for an answer or at least some remorse.
Minho pulls you out of the water, the help of Fry and Ben leading you back up to land. You cough up a fair amount of water, completely dripping wet. Your clothes cling to your cold skin, weighing ten times their normal weight.
"What is wrong with you? Are you that shuckin' stupid?!"
Fry pulls Newt away from Gally before he potentially ends up in the slammer. Doug and Jack share unsympathetic looks, same as Gally. He uses the excuse that he didn't know until you shouted it at the last second, and it was just an innocent prank.
The second in command steps away from the three boys, rushing to your aid. Your legs hang over the little ledge, feet still emerged in the water. Minho is slapping your back, trying to help you cough all the water in your lungs and throat out.
Minho rubs your back softly as you finish coughing, your face pale, your eyes clearly showing the adrenaline rush and panic.
"You need the Med-Jacks, Greenie?" The blonde asks, one knee in the dirt while the other leg supports him.
You shake your head no, leaning forward as you pound at your chest and cough on command, wanting to make sure your airway was clear of any water or debris. Minho quickly stands up, stomping toward Gally to repeat the same things as Newt, the two essentially swapping roles.
"Are you stupid? Can't you leave anyone alone?!"
"It was a joke!"
"A joke that could've killed someone, Gally!"
You share a look with Newt.
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"Thanks for like, helping me, by the way" You softly speak to Minho.
The group is now departing the Deadheads, seeing as the moon indicates that it's about one in the morning by now. The fire is slowly dying out, crackling as dead leaves crush under your feet while you walk away. You and the runner lag behind a bit, wanting to stay far away from Gally and his friends. Newt leads their way, making sure you're all accounted for. Gally, Doug, and Jack would only have to hope that the blonde wouldn't tell on them to Alby in the morning.
Minho nods in response to your thanks. "Yeah, of course. I mean, I know you can't swim, and it just." He holds his hands up to his head, mimicking an explosion as he opens them. "Sorry about them, really. I think they were just trying to innocently mess with you cause they didn't know, but they should've at least asked. They know that water is deep"
You nod, your hands stuffed in your pockets. You're still damp, but not as cold and not as wet, thanks to the fire. Luckily for all of you, Zart and Jeff didn't have to wake up at that hour to tend to you. They would've killed you all for that.
"Thanks for being nice to me and stuff, I appreciate it," you comment, feeling like you aren't remorseful or thankful enough as he'd probably saved your life.
"It's cool, Y/n." He lightly smiles, making sure you're able to see it.
The fact he called you by your actual name and not Greenie made butterflies rise in your stomach. You didn't even know why, just the thought of fitting in, with him, was infatuating. Your name on his tongue sounded like the most beautiful song you'd ever heard, like your brain was going to melt if you heard it again.
You both stop in your tracks, putting space between you two and the rest of the group, now at the edge of the Deadheads. You share soft smiles, exploring each other's eyes for some sort of look, which you mutually shared.
You lean against the tree behind you, trying to read his expression as he does the same. He's inches away, like he's taunting you.
"I think you owe me, actually," He smiles. Christ, he's really gonna dangle that over your head.
"How do you want me to repay you?" You ask with a soft chuckle. "Not much I can do"
He shrugs, leaning in a little closer. When he speaks, it's just above a whisper, sending a shiver up your spine. "I know that you know how use those lips of yours"
You quickly place your hands on his cheeks, closing the distance between your lips. His hands dig into your waist, pinning you against the tree. Your left hand transfers from his cheek and into his hair, tangling your fingers in it. You feel him melt into your lips, unable to not pull you any closer.
You can feel the bruises he's creating against your lips, the way he's draining your lungs of air for the second time tonight.
He pulls away, needing to control himself. "Thanks, Y/n." He smiles before jogging away, wanting to catch up before Newt discovered their lack of presence.
You watch as he jogs away, then walk behind him as he's a few yards away, a goofy smile on your face.
"Thanks, Minho," you whisper under your breath.
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the-clay-quarters · 3 days
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🎲 for the apologist, if you're still accepting kiss requests? (i've absolutely been loving the style of your kisses by the way!)
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18. A kiss while laughing, this guy really looks like he could lighten up a lil :3c
Also yes! Still taking these! I'm having way too much fun hehe (and thank you <3)
[Ask game]
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thefinalsnart · 5 months
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WAH SNART CONGRATS ON THE MILESTONE !!!! 🥹🧡🧡🧡🥰🥰🥰🥰 u totally deserve it and thousands of millions more 🧡✨ for a little blorbo...... how about one of my secret weaknesses.... wisely? 👀🧡 hes such a precious (wise) fool, it sometimes makes me a bit unwell........ 😵‍💫🧡 - @alienaiver 🥰✨
WAAAH THANK U NOHR @alienaiver 💕
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A little Wisely for you 💖 I like him a lot too, he’s maybe my favourite Noah!
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boobpancakes · 8 months
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sim requests <3
requested by @folkbreeze (dl) Dr. Nichole Shelton - Art Lover, Genius, Neat
requested by @sims4thehoes (dl) Jae Seong - Perfectionist, Romantic, Non-Committal
requested by @druidberries (dl) Ember Barrow - Bookworm, Gloomy, Creative
thank you guys so much for requesting sims! this was so much fun to do and i love how each idea was a unique and creative prompt!
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crazy-form · 1 year
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soobin + purple
› requested by @jjunis 💜
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aliasrocket · 1 year
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omg for a fic idea or fluff imagine maybe taking rocket to an earth amusement park/fair and he absolutely hates it XD
Omg omg okok I’ll do an imagine bc sadly I’m super bad at fluff (if you notice from my ao3 acc I have never touched the tag in my LIFE/hj)
Also warning you guys now, this imagine gives vol. 1 Rocket vibes (bc I’ve rewatched all 3 gotg films a normal amount to realize Rocket’s personality is always slightly different/more lighthearted with each sequel)
Also, the amusement park I picked was Universal Studios, enjoy :)
gif source <3 / masterlist!! / request stuff <3
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“What the fuck are we doin’ here?”
Yeah, that was Rocket’s initial reaction when you both stop at the huge oscillating globe with the gigantic title of ‘Universal Studios’ wrapping around it.
You laughed, because he literally had no reason to look this grumpy at an amusement park but it was something you were used to by then.
“It’s an amusement park, Rocket.”
“Well I’m not very amused, you see,” he quipped sardonically.
This only made you snicker.
“Is my unamusement amusing you, humie?”
“That’s not a word!” You laughed.
“Fuck if I care.”
You and Rocket walk in eventually, and not even a minute of walking and Rocket starts getting bombarded for photos.
“No! Look lady if you don’t—”
“Everyone!” You yelled, holding out your hand in front of Rocket as if to protect him. “He’s not an employee here!”
Most people backed off, but there were some others that were still insisting that Rocket’s ‘cosplay’ was hyper-realistic.
Rocket at this point had more ‘important’ matters to attend to so you both decided to simply run off, Rocket scrambling on all fours as you book it to catch up to him.
“I don’t need you to protect me.”
“I know.”
“Then why did you put your arm over me like I was some wounded animal?”
“Because I was concerned for their safety, not yours,” you chuckled.
And, to your surprise, Rocket joins you in your laughter.
“Damn straight,” he remarked with a contented grin stretched across his face.
You guys eventually arrive to your first ride, and it’s the mummy ride. Rocket had already begun to scowl when he entered the area.
“What’s this?” He asked when you grabbed his hand and dragged him into the queue.
“The mummy ride. You’re not scared, are you?” You teased.
“We live in fucking space. Ain’t no way I’m gonna be scared of—”
Rocket screamed and practically cried non-stop on the entire ride, and when there were stops, a long, thundering string of curses were launched from his lips making parents with their kids glare at him after the ride was over.
You, on the other hand, were nothing but entertained.
“Oh my god, you should have seen your face! You were so fucking scared you couldn’t even—”
“Shut up! Fuckin’ hell you’d think they’d have windshields for that shit what the fuck was that?”
You laughed some more, but he didn’t stop you at all or comment on just how amusing this all seemed to you. He simply stole glances every time you laughed and you pretended not to notice for his sanity.
Next up; battlestar galactica.
The ride was outdoors so both of you could see the blue and red tracks very loosely intertwining with each other and having insane drops and loops. Every ten seconds was just another group of people lost to the thrill of the ride.
“Nu-uh. Nope.” Rocket was about to walk away but you hold him by the shoulder pad.
“You’re riding this with me, no exceptions.”
“Like fuck I’m doin’ that,” Rocket cursed.
“Oh come on! If you don’t come with me I can’t go!”
“What are you talking about?”
“I … I …”
Yeah, you didn’t wanna admit it but you had some of your own fears yourself. Any rollercoaster was doable as long as you had someone to wrap your arm around. You were kinda surprised when Rocket said nothing about you squeezing his arm for dear life in the mummy ride but now, there was probably no escaping it when he was looking at you so intently, eyes dragging all over your body as if he was searching for an anomaly in one of those inventions.
“Oh my,” he began teasingly, “you’re scared too.”
“No! I can do it I just—I can’t do it alone, come on Rocket.”
He grinned. It appeared it was his turn to be amused.
“Admit it, humie. You need me.”
You bit your lip.
“Rocket, stop being a dick and come with me.”
“Not until you admit that you can’t do it without me,” he repeated, your name falling out of his lips like he knew your legs grew weak at the way he says it.
You clenched your jaw, finally relenting with an audible, drawn out groan.
“Fine! You win! Rocket, please oh please I need you on this ride, please just ride it with me!” You said over dramatically, clamping your hands together before dropping them and slumping your shoulders in annoyance.
He couldn’t help but give a smug grin at your response.
He ambled in with his chest puffed out, hands shoved into his pockets as his ego had just been filled.
“Damn fuckin’ straight, humie,” he remarked. “You coming or what?”
You chase after him for the second time that day, not even realizing you were frozen in your spot.
Even after all that, it didn’t make him any less scared of the ride as he continued to scream and scratch at the shoulder restraints of the ride. By the time the ride was over, he was panting, his eyes darting around at the various workers who’s eyes widened at the sight of all the blackened claw marks on the seats.
“We gotta run.”
“Huh?”
Third time you chased after Rocket that day with the staff tailing both of you about the damages caused on the ride.
Needless to say, that was your one and only time going to an amusement park with your favorite trash panda.
He would never tell you this, but if you ever asked to go again, he could never gather the strength or courage to tell you no.
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kopimoss · 1 year
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tired shut-in girlfriend & popular athlete boyfriend ?
for @goremayhem
introverted, socially awkward arabella garcia, she's a coder with the dream of being an online personality (live streamer) if she can just get over her fears~
& outgoing, slightly scary (cause he's so tallll!!!) cecil augustine- who's only goal is to try to get his girlfriend out to meet friends! He kinda peaked in highschool on basketball team 🤔
Hope you like it~! SOrry haha I tried to make him look 'mean' like a highschool bully but I think he turned out more like a puppy.
(private download)
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ceruleancattail · 1 year
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aaa hello!! may i request cater with a reader who's a faceless influencer? like they post content but there's rarely anything known about them,, but when it comes to irl they're shy?
Ok ok ok when you said “faceless influencer” my brain said: Vtuber.
Sorry this took some time, hope you like this!
Livestream
Cater x Vtuber Reader
“Ah… ah, ah…”
A finger drums against the metal mesh of the microphone. Cool to the touch, vibrating through your entire room. Your voice, amplified and magnified through the room.
A gaze towards your monitor. An avatar of sorts blinked back at you, swaying with your every move. Your digital self. The face you present to the world.
There is no way you’ll show your face. Not to the internet, not to a million faceless people who watch your every single move. It’s nerve-wrecking, it’s what it is.
Hiding behind a character was easier. A wall of sorts, shielding you from the horrors of being known. A fortress with ironclad walls, safe for you to do what you love.
Creeping towards the soundboard, you fiddle with minuscule knobs, feeling the ridges press into your skin. Twisting it until your voice sounds just right. Bouncing off the walls, echoing throughout your room.
Your lips slide upwards slightly. Nice. Reaching for the back of your swivel chair, you pull it towards you. Wheels chattering on the ground, before you sink into the plush of the seat, rolling towards your deck.
Reaching for your headphones, a creak has you frozen in your tracks. Ramshackle dorm wasn’t exactly known to be functional. Every door had its quirks; one had to be jiggled open, another needs its knob turned exactly forty five degrees to unlock itself… your room’s door had a problem with its hinges.
It’ll creak whenever anyone pushed it open.
Swinging around wildly, you come face to face with startled eyes, emerald pupils wide open. A scarlet diamond, painted under those eyes.
Hands rise upwards in a gesture of surrender. A slightly crooked, rather carefree grin. Spreading from ear to ear.
It almost sets you at ease.
Almost.
“C.. Cater? How did you…”
He shrugs, before plopping down next to to you. The chair tilts ever so slightly in his direction, your body sliding against his. He elbows you playfully, before leaning into the crook of your neck. His hair brushes against your skin, soft as clouds.
“You didn’t lock the door, silly! Ol’ Cay Cay just let himself in. More importantly, You’ve been holding out on me, prefect!”
Practically bouncing in his seat, Cater gestures towards your setup, giddy with joy.
“You never told me you streamed!”
Running a hand across your keyboard, he takes it all in. An impressive array of tools. He’s a little jealous, honestly! Cater leans closer to you, slipping his phone out of his pocket.
“We totally should collaborate on something! What do you do? Sing, stream, or…”
“I…” stuttering, you winced at your own words. Behind a screen, at least you could articulate. Face to face? A struggle, to say the least.
Cater looks at you, patiently waiting for your answer. Almost like a golden retriever, soulful emerald eyes staring deep into your soul. It’s calming. You could feel your heartbeat slowing.
A bit, but it’s still something.
“Hey, prefect.”
A weight on your hand. Glancing down, you see a phone, screen blinking up at you. A magicam page, search bar wide open.
He nudges it towards you, grinning cheekily.
“Maybe we should collaborate sometime, hm? Just you and me.”
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good-beanswrites · 10 months
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...*comes waltzing back through the revolving door* hhi. hi im back 🥺 I heard you were still open for drabble prompt requests so uhhhhh *slides my request across the table* here you go! 👉👈 (btw I am eating well tonight with all of these drabble fics omg thank you for writing these!!)
33. Wedding + Kazui
Hiii you're back!! :D Thank you so much, this had so many interesting possibilities ough... I ended up going with a convo with Mahiru (I hope you don't mind a second Mappi drabble lmao) as he reminisces about his past. Go vote your sad wet cat innocent today 👍
A hand darted out to grab Kazui’s wrist. Mahiru’s voice was weak.
“Can you stay? Shidou is going to be a minute. I don't want to be alone.”
Kazui was supposed to come in, drop something off, and return back to his cell quickly. He didn’t know how to comfort someone like Mahiru in general, nor did he know what to say after all that had happened. He hated the idea of seeing her like this when he was the one who hadn’t reached her in time. He really didn’t want to stay.
“I’d love to.”
He sat beside her, trying to make himself comfortable on the cool cell floor. 
She retracted her hand. “Thank you.”
Before Kazui could even wonder what a young woman like her would want to talk about, she whispered, “can I ask you something? You don’t have to answer if it makes you upset.”
He was already regretting his decision. “Go ahead.”
“Could you tell me about your wedding?” Kazui felt his chest tighten. “I always dreamed of mine. You know, I had the whole thing planned already. He never even knew…” She laughed, but quickly winced in pain. “Things may have… changed between you two.” 
Kazui had been careful to hold details of his life closer than some of the other prisoners. None of them had a very good idea of what had brought him here -- he felt bad that Mahiru may have been under the wrong impression of his marriage. 
It wouldn’t have been the first time.
She asked, “but the wedding day itself… is it just as magical as everyone says?”
Despite the dim lighting, surrounded by a mess of bandages, Mahiru’s eyes glimmered.
“Yes,” he lied. 
“I knew it…” 
He couldn’t fabricate exactly what she was looking for. So he told her what he’d told himself many times before. It was the truth. Technically speaking, that is.
“That morning,” he began, “you wake with your stomach in knots. You feel the anticipation in your whole body.” He kept up a smile, and she seemed to buy it. “I’m a pretty organized guy, so I thought I’d be thinking about all our plans -- the schedule, guests, food, things like that. But I wasn’t worried about any of it. The only thing in my mind, all day, was her. And the many, many years ahead of us. The time stretches on for miles in front of you.”
Mahiru let out a content sigh.
“And everyone's so happy. I’ve never had that many people excited for me and my life. It’s everywhere you look. You breathe in and you can practically taste their joy.”
“Oh, that must be wonderful.”
“Y-yeah. It sure is something. And of course, when you see the other all done up for the first time, walking towards you with a huge smile, tears in their eyes… I’ve never felt anything like it.”
“What about the vows? And the rings? Is it really so special?”
“Of course. When you put on those rings, you feel inseparable.” Kazui folded his hands together. Hopefully Mahiru couldn’t see he’d taken his off. “You feel connected to them. You know you’re going to be with this person forever.”
She let out another dreamy sound, though he was beginning to falter. He was grateful when Shidou entered, apologizing for the delay. 
Kazui stood, offering one last smile. “I hope you can rest.”
“Oh, yes, especially now. Thank you. That was all so perfect.”
He turned to leave, his own words still echoing in his mind. His hand drifted into his pocket, brushing against the small silver piece.
You’re going to be with this person forever. 
On that day, it had seemed like a curse. Then again, on that day, ‘til death do us part’ seemed a lifetime away.
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detshin · 1 year
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Congratulations for your new tablet! Soooo what about princess Ran and her Knight, Shinichi to try it out?
Is one of my fave Au from yours!
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yeeeeeeeeeeeeeEEEEEEEEEEEEAH
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nexo-nex · 3 months
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ohh, would you maybe doodle Jeremiah with his lantern? Or maybe him reading something? ^^ no pressure though of course! <3
aaaa sorry for the wait ;__; im very slow w drawing , so i did both of them as a treat for the wait hehe (plus a mii jeremiah doodle so that the bottom of the image isnt blank <<) hope u like it ^_^
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particlegentleman · 1 year
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would you draw willows forlorn skin?
I WOULD!!!! i also decided to draw Wendy's hallowed nights skin :] i think they would prank mean old Maxwell together :p
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spoiledleaff · 11 months
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Ooooh! can we can 12: "I can't believe you're this innocent" with Mountain and Water Dew? ♥♥♥
ahh!! moon, my beloved!! i'm absolutely screaming about this prompt! and with water dew on top of it all?? hohoho!! >:3c
explicit ✿ ftm he/him mountain + water dewdrop ✿ wc ; 564. terminology here includes clit + pussy/cunt!
It was hot, simmering even. The 'dog days of summer' have quickly evolved into the 'ghoul days of summer' as even the sins of air have been seen melting into piles of exhausted goo. Metaphorically speaking, of course.
Mountain just wanted to dip his claws in the pond, honest. The sun had dipped down below the horizon, but the sun-kissed land still boiled with humidity and heat.
...maybe that was why it was so easy for Dewdrop to pounce on him, his trouser already unlaced and his core bare to the world.
Dewdrop - as naked as the day he was summoned - wastes no time in seating his bare cunt over Mountain's heat. Their heavy clits rub together, and Mountain's vaguely aware of the way his tail is swirling by the pond's edge. The water's sin laughs, breathless and lilting, as he observes Mountain's bug-eyed expression at the way Dewdrop's grinding his dampness against Mountain's core.
"Wh-what are you doing...?" Mountain manages to huff out, his large hands instinctively reaching up to grasp tightly at Dewdrop's gyrating hips.
"Drowning a sailor," his siren's brow raises as a predatory grin stretches at his lips, "what's it look like I'm doing, Dirty Boy?"
"Grinding on my cock." Mountain answers, admirably straight faced despite the naked image of blasphemous fucking himself over his clit.
Those sinful hips stutter in their pace, and it takes Dewdrop a moment before his head tilts backwards. His silvered locks sway as his entire body flutters with his laughter. Even the fins sprouting from his ribcage seem to laugh with his body. Mountain's mesmerized.
"I can't believe you!" Dewdrop rasps, and Mountain can see the back of his throat from how hard he's laughing. "Imagine me swimming in my quaint little pond, and all of a sudden, this handsome little treat of a sailor just waltzes by. Scantily clothed, no less."
"I just wanted to take a dip-"
"Fully dressed?" Dewdrop cuts in. His hips have picked up their pace again, but it's more a gentle rocking as opposed to the intense gyrating from before. Mountain's clit throbs at the motion nonetheless. "You were going to cool off in this heat... fully dressed?"
"Y...yes?" Mountain mumbles, his face bright red despite the suspicious look in his eyes. "I wasn't expecting to get jumped by a siren, however."
Dewdrop laughs again, those midnight claws scratching gently at Mountain's stomach, finding purchase in the fuzzy skin. His hips slam forward harshly, and Mountain's breath hitches in his throat as Dewdrop fucks his slick cunt over Mountain's erection in earnest.
"I can't believe you're this fucking innocent. That, or perhaps just naïve." Dewdrop purrs. Those spindly arms of his trail back to grasp over Mountain's splayed thighs, giving him proper leverage to rub his wet heat over the entirety of Mountain's throbbing arousal. "I guess it's up to me to drown you in sin then."
(...Mountain wouldn't be able to return to the Abbey grounds in time for his smoke date with Zephyr. In fact, he wouldn't be able to walk properly for another full day. The poor earth's sin barely wobbling back to the Ministry just as the sun would begin to dip beneath the horizon. He could feel the way Dewdrop's eyes trailed after him like a predator who spared it's prey. Although, 'spared' might be a bit of a strong word.)
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sp3akfromtheart · 6 months
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Requests hm 👀 how willing are you for blitzø & loona ;-; I love their dynamic so so much I'm still insane after the queen bee episode 😭💖
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they come as a pair!
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puddleslimewrites · 11 months
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You are being attacked by the asks fairy! 🧚‍♀️
Your ask prompts are:
The fairy mafia (like it can be a fairy!villain (based on something I did on my main weeks ago))
Hero is a magical being of your choice
The colour blue.
Prompt #1 - Shimmer
(I've no clue how to write an organized group, so I just kind of stuck with the fairy part 😅)
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"You have wings." It was barely a whisper coming from Hero's lips.
Villain forced down the rising dread and quickly replaced it with anger. "Stop staring," they snapped. "Yes, I have wings."
Hero visibly swallowed. "Are they...?" They gestured vaguely.
Their nemesis looked less than amused. "I don't know what-" they repeated the gesture, "that means. Spit it out."
"Are they...real?"
Hero's eyes finally flickered away to meet theirs. Villain stared at them for a long moment before scoffing and turning away. Their wings followed the motion, catching the light as they fluttered and drawing Hero's attention once more.
"No," Villain said. "I bought them at the dollar store."
Prompt #2 - Not a God (ok you said magical and my brain said "nope, mythical" and produced this instead)
"A demigod."
"Yeah..."
"That explains the inhuman strength."
Hero rubbed their arm, looking sheepish. "Uhuh."
"And why you heal so fast."
"Yeah..."
"What the fuck?" Villain laughed hysterical. "So I never had a chance to begin with. You were just toying with me, weren't you? I was never a threat to you."
Hero looked startled. "What? No, Villain. No, that's not-"
"Stop." Villain flicked their wrist and turned away. "Save your pity for someone who needs it."
Prompt #3 - Blue
Villain glared at the hero in front of them. Of course when their invention blew up in their face, when they were suffering the consequence of their own failure, their nemisis had to show up. Villain cursed their knack for impeccable timing. And to make matters worse, in their state of near-colorblindness, the stupid Hero was the one thing that stood out the most.
"What are you doing here?" they spat.
"I- I got a distress call." Hero had a funny look on their face as they observed the villain.
Villain scowled harder. Bright blue eyes, blue cape, blue streaks in their hair. Why, of all the colors Villain was left to see, it had to be blue? Everything that highlights them.
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sysig · 7 months
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! Can I also have Ishida and Mitsuru in halloween costumes? Party or some such?
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Day 15 - You know, just to sure 💕
#My art#Requestober#Yanderapy#Thank you for requesting my boys again I feel rather spoiled hehe ♥#It's funny I actually saw this one come in just before I took a nap and I was like ''Oh I /immediately/ have a mental image for that'' lol#And this was it! This was the mental image! I done did it I got it in one! :D#Even with a nap in the way it was just too strong of an image to leave my head like that haha ♪#They are insatiably flirty with each other lol their roommates are probably so tired of them haha#''You saw each other like three hours ago can you please chill'' ''But look how cute he looks!''#''I didn't see him Specifically like this I have to say Something'' lol#Mitsu is obviously flustered seeing him looking so handsome but make no mistake - Ishi is flirting hard 'cause he's just as smitten lol#Mitsu showing off his curves like that (lol)#It's not actually a skin-tight outfit - he's got like a t-shirt and either shorts or light pants on underneath#But he did get help actually wrapping bandages around him so it is a bit on the form-fitting side haha#Ishida's was to try and play into the attractive vampire trope 'cause he figured Mitsuru would like it and he was right lol#Can't keep their eyes (or eye in Mitsu's case) off each other despite going out!#Mummies don't have blood but hmmm have you Really checked like Actually Really (lol)#It was fun to give them a go in greyscale as well :D It feels funny since I hadn't so far!#But I do a bunch of other things in greyscale so why not them ♪ It feels like a new medium in a way even tho it's still digital haha
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